Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 16:33:16 -0500 From: music teacher <musicteacher2002@hotmail.com> Subject: "This is the Night" chapter 11 Disclaimer: I have an overactive imagination, the result of which is this story. I do not know Clay Aiken or any other celebrities mentioned in this story, and I do not intend to imply anything about their true sexualities. Simply file this in the "Wouldn't it be nice...?" portion of your mind. Also, if you are under legal age to be reading this sort of stuff (18 in most areas), then leave now. All the rest of you who ARE of age, please enjoy my little mind trip away from the land of reality. *** Well, I'm back! Sorry for the huge delay - almost 2 weeks! For those of you who have forgotten, here's what happened: Previously, on "This is the Night": Clay continued his work on my neck, and I moaned and groaned the whole time. I then reversed the roles, and went to town on his neck. I kissed, licked, even sucked (though not TOO hard - imagine Clay explaining to makeup crews why he has a hickey to cover up!) on first the left, then the right, side of his neck. This elicited passionate moans from Clay, which only made me keep it up. Soon, though, I pulled away from him. "OK, you should probably go now," I told him. "Why?" he asked, with a look in his eye I hadn't yet seen from him. "Because if you don't go now, I may not be able to stop myself," I told him honestly. "Who's asking you to stop?" *** CHAPTER 11 *** I was astounded, to say the least. "Excuse me?!" "Randy, I love you. I want to be with you for as long as you will have me," he said, looking directly into my eyes. "I want the same thing," I told him. "I want to be with you forever." "I know," he said. "I always said I was saving myself for the person I want to be with forever. Randy, you *are* that person. I want to make love to you." "Are you sure?" I asked him. "I don't want to do anything you're not sure of." "I'm absolutely positive," he said, and kissed me gently on the lips. "OK, then." I led Clay by the hands into my bedroom. When we were both inside the door, I closed it. It may seem kind of silly that I closed the door when we are the only ones in the apartment, but to me it made the atmosphere more personal and cozy. I kissed Clay gently. "One second," I told him. "I want to make this perfect." "It already is," he told me. I walked over to my dresser, where I lit four tapered candles. I then went over to the CD player and put in a CD of love songs I had mixed, before turning out the lights in the room. "Now," I said, walking back over to Clay, "where were we?" "I think we were about to have the most amazing night of our lives," he said, putting his hands on my face. "You're sure you want to do this?" I asked him one last time. "Randy, I trust you completely, and I love you with all my heart. I have never been so sure of anything," he said, and leaned in to kiss me. We kissed gently, mouths opening and closing in rhythm. Gradually, the kiss got deeper, with our tongues poking at each other's mouths, pleading for entrance. We opened our mouths further, and our tongues danced together while our hands roamed each other's backs. I ran my hands up Clay's back and through his hair. I then pulled away from Clay's mouth and made a trail of kisses down to his neck. Clay moaned in appreciation while running his hands through my hair. We then switched, and Clay gave me the same treatment. Suddenly, he pulled away, and stared deep into my eyes. Staring back, I unbuttoned his shirt slowly, one by one. I left it hanging on his shoulders as I let him do the same to me. Then, simultaneously, we gently took each other's shirts off and let them fall to the floor. I stepped back a bit to admire Clay's beauty in the candlelit room. His chest was perfectly suited to him. Boyish, not extremely defined, yet manly, with a light dusting of hair in the middle and around his bellybutton. I looked back up at Clay's face, and saw that he was admiring me, as well. "Do you approve?" I asked self-consciously. "You're beautiful," he said breathily. "So are you, Clay," I told him. "I love you so much." We began kissing again. Before long, I started my trail of kisses again, this time going past Clay's neck and down to his left shoulder, across the nape of his neck, and over to his other shoulder, kissing, licking, and gently biting it. Clay groaned in pleasure. I moved further down to his chest. I planted kisses in the middle of his chest before making my way to his left nipple. I gave it a few light, teasing licks with the tip of my tongue, and then really gave it a good workout. I sucked on it, and when that nipple was nice and erect, I gently took it between my teeth, which made Clay grunt with desire. I then realized the his right nipple needed attention as well, so I gave it the same treatment, all the while running my fingers up and down Clay's sides lightly. Normally, this would have made Clay giggle with ticklish delight, but he had other thoughts on his mind at the moment. As much as I *loved* playing with Clay's nipples, I knew that there was more business to be taken care of. So I reluctantly left Clay's nipples, kissed my way down his stomach and let my tongue play with his bellybutton. My tongue poked in and out of Clay's innie, and licked all around it, getting the hair wet with my saliva. At the same time, my hands came down from Clay's sides and began to unbuckle his belt. When that was done, I pulled it off of him and stood up to kiss him again. Our mouths met this time with a frenzied passion, with Clay's fingernails digging into my back. I led Clay over to the bed and laid him down gently, his legs dangling off the side of the bed, our mouths never losing contact with each other. I quickly kissed my way down his chest until I got to his waist. Once there, I unbuttoned his pants. I looked directly into Clay's eyes as I slowly pulled down his pants, revealing his boxers, which were tenting quite nicely. I squatted down and ran my hands up and down his thighs, going under the material of his boxers. I then began to mouth Clay's erection through his underwear. This really got Clay going, and I felt his boner twitch. I got on the bed with Clay and we began making out once more. As my one hand stayed on the back of his neck, my other hand roamed all over his body - down his back, all over his ass, the backs of his thighs, around to the front, and down inside his boxers, where I firmly grasped his throbbing erection. Underneath the boxers, I began to gently stroke him as we continued to make out. Clay groaned inside my mouth. He pulled his boxers down to his ankles and kicked them off before rolling me over on the bed, so that he was on top of me. Now it was Clay's turn to finish undressing me. He began to unbutton my pants. I reached down to help him, but he gently pushed my hands away. When he had removed my pants, as well as my boxer-briefs, he tentatively took his hand and wrapped it around my stiff cock. With a moan of encouragement from me, Clay began to slowly jack me off. I moaned and groaned and writhed on the bed as he stroked my dick. "That feels so good, baby," I told him. "I'm glad," he said. He then looked me straight in the eye, and slowly but surely started licking the head of my cock. I hissed in pleasure as he opened his mouth to take my dick into his mouth. At first it was just the head, but as he got more accustomed to the new experience, he took more and more of me into his mouth and began to apply suction. I moaned with delight as he began to bob up and down on my hard pole. Up and down he went, sucking with a passion. It was all too soon that I felt that inevitable feeling that I was getting close. I didn't want this night to end just yet, so I pulled him off of me, kissed him, and rolled him over on the bed. After a quick kiss on the lips, I made my way down to Clay's beautiful erect penis. I opened my mouth, and with just the very tip of my tongue, flicked the tip of his cockhead lightly a few times. This made Clay's dick twitch with anticipation, so I swirled my tongue around the whole head, still not closing my mouth around it. Clay began to moan, so I decided to up the ante a bit. I took the tip of my tongue and slowly ran it up the underside of his shaft, from the base to the tip before closing my mouth around the head. Still moving very slowly, I went down on Clay's magnificent tool. When I had the whole thing in my mouth, I stayed put and just sucked, moving my tongue around his cock in my mouth. When I began to run out of air, I pulled off for just a second. "Ohhhhhh baby...keep going..." Clay moaned. I didn't need to be asked twice! I began sucking Clay's dick with fervor. Up and down I went, alternating between deep throating him and sucking only on the head, faster and then slower, sucking harder and then more gently. Soon I concentrated mainly on the head while I stroked the shaft of Clay's cock. I felt his balls with my hand. While quite heavy, they were beginning to draw up like he was getting close, so I pulled off of him and laid down on the bed, where we began to make out yet again. I couldn't get enough of that boy's delicious lips! Soon, I had an idea. I turned around in the bed so that I was straddling Clay's face and my mouth was right over his dick. We both started licking and sucking each other's cocks in a glorious sixty-nine. My hands were all over Clay's body, and his were all over mine. While my left hand stroked his ass cheek, my right hand began exploring his crack. With my index finger, I gently poked around until I found his asshole. I rubbed it with my finger, which made Clay moan. Since my cock was still in his mouth, that drove me crazy! I poked my finger into his tight rosebud just up to the first knuckle, at which point Clay began to thrash beneath me. I knew it would only be a matter of time. I stuck my finger a bit further into his ass and began wiggling it around. This brought Clay to the point of no return, and he shot load after load of his cream into my mouth. This, in turn, sent me over the edge, and I shot my load into Clay's mouth. Each of us swallowed every drop, and then collapsed on the bed. I got out of the bed, blew out the candles, and lay back in bed so that I was facing Clay. When I looked into his eyes, I saw a look of pure love. That made me the happiest man alive. When I looked at his mouth, I saw that he hadn't *quite* been able to swallow every drop of my cum, so I leaned in and licked his mouth clean. We kissed for several minutes, and then pulled apart and looked into each other's eyes. "I love you, Clay Aiken," I said. "I love you, too," he replied. "I just hope that I was good enough..." "Are you kidding?!" I asked incredulously. "If that was your *first* time, I can't wait to see how you improve with experience!" "Really?" he asked. "Clay, I have never felt so fulfilled in my life. I love you with all my heart," I told him. Tears came to my eyes, but I was determined to not cry. We held each other for several minutes, just feeling each other breathe and listening to the soft music. Soon, Savage Garden's "Truly Madly Deeply" came on. As we lay in bed, I began to sing along softly. I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope I'll be your love Be everything that you need I'll love you more with every breath Truly, madly, deeply do I will be strong I will be faithful 'cause I'm counting on A new beginning A reason for living A deeper meaning I want to stand with you on a mountain I want to bathe with you in the sea I want to lay like this forever Until the sky falls down on me And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky, I'll make a wish to send it to heaven Then make you want to cry The tears of joy for all the pleasure in the certainty That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of The highest powers In lonely hours The tears devour you I want to stand with you on a mountain I want to bathe with you in the sea I want to lay like this forever Until the sky falls down on me Oh can you see it baby? You don't have to close your eyes 'Cause its standing right here before you All that you need will surely come I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope I'll be your love Be everything that you need I'll love you more with every breath Truly, madly deeply do I want to stand with you on a mountain I want to bathe with you in the sea I want to lay like this forever Until the sky falls down on me "I love that song," Clay said softly. "Me, too," I told him. "You sang it beautifully," he said, kissing me on the cheek. I blushed. "Thanks, but I had a little help from Darren Hayes..." "No," said Clay. "As far as I was concerned, it was all you." "Well, it also helps the words perfectly describe my feelings for you." "Aww, how sweet! I love you, too," he said, kissing me gently. We stayed like that for a while until we both fell asleep. I don't know about Clay, but I went to sleep with a smile on my face. I meant what I said to him - I had never been so happy in my entire life. I hoped things would never change. *** So was it worth the wait? Let me know what you think by writing to me at musicteacher2002@hotmail.com I love hearing your comments and suggestions! Thanks again to Lee for editing this chapter! He's a great friend, and a pretty darn good author, too! Check out Spinning Nick in the boy-bands section of Nifty. When you do, make sure to write him and tell him to keep up the good work! One last thing - there has been a suggestion made for a kind of spin-off chapter with Lee and Ryan. Would you be interested in reading that? If so, let me know - musicteacher2002@hotmail.com Thanks for reading, and stay tuned! More good stuff coming up!