Date: Thu, 6 Jul 2000 16:36:45 EDT
From: Marcthevad@cs.com
Subject: Ricky & Me Ch 2 "A Place of Our Own"

This story is a work of erotic fiction involving teenage boys. All the
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on.

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Ricky & Me
Book One
Chapter Two
"A Place Of Our Own"
Copyright 02-15-2000
by Marc.......

We spent every possible moment together. I had never known what love was
like, and now it was flooding every one of my senses. When Ricky was out of
my sight it was as if I had misplaced a vital part of myself. When we
touched after the briefest of absences I would reach for him and pull him
close, making sure he was really there, I didn't want to let him go. I held
him as though he was going to disappear forever. Sometimes, I felt like it
was all a dream, and I had to be sure it was real.

When we made love, each encounter was as the first. Fresh and different, we
left no part of ourselves unexplored, nothing untouched, nothing
untasted. There was no limit to the love we shared for one another and
there was no limit to the heights we reached when we came together to
celebrate our love. Each time we sampled the fruit of our love it was liken
to tasting ambrosia. Every time we each offered ourselves in ways new and
beautiful. In turn we accepted each offering with reverence, taken with
honor, because it was something sacred, delicate, pure. Something given out
of love.

I would tell Ricky that I loved him, and he would look at me with those
blue eyes, and after a second he'd flash that million dollar smile of
his. Then he would wink at me and blow me a sweet little kiss saying "I
love you too babe." Then, my legs would turn to liquid, my belly would
churn, and the room would all of a sudden become very, very warm.

Love was a wonderful thing. And I loved Ricky!

We did have one disagreement. Of sorts.

It all started while we were studying for exams. We were sitting in the
library, opposite each other at one of those big tables, you know, the ones
with the shaded lamp in the middle. We thought we should sit apart so we
could concentrate and have enough room to spread out our study materials,
books, and various notes. So Ricky took one half and I took the other. I
was adamant to the point that I would not move any further away than this!
and that was that! Final!

So we settled in for a marathon cram session. The library would remain
opened all night the week before exams so everyone could have access to
reference materials whenever they needed it. The place was busy but not
crowded, and a few people could be seen milling about. We settled in and
went to work.

After an hour or so Ricky asked if I would like a cold drink. I nodded
without looking up and he headed off to find a soda machine. About ten
minutes later he returned with two diet cokes. He opened mine and handed it
to me saying "did ya miss me babe" and he planted a solid kiss on my lips.

He took me entirely by surprise! I couldn't breathe! I heard a startled,
"OH MY." Then I looked around and saw THREE PEOPLE STARING AT US!

I sat him down and said, "Man were in the LIBRARY" and then it hit me. THE
LIBRARY! SHIT! I started to panic. I started to throw my books and stuff
into my bag! I had to get out of there!

Ricky looked as if he was going to cry, he was so shocked by my reaction.

I looked there and said between clenched teeth, "Why did you kiss me here,
(then louder) IN THE LIBRARY!?!?!?!?! Look around, there are people
EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!"

Ricky looked up at me and I could see a tear in each eye ready to roll down
his cheeks. All he said was, "I missed you" then after a second, "I love
you."

I curtly told him it was all right, but we were leaving. NOW! RIGHT NOW!! I
went over to the other side of the table and gathered up Ricky's books and
stuff threw it all into his bag and ushered him out of the room, down the
hall, and then to the stairs.

By the time we reached the stairs, the rumor mill had geared up and must
have been grinding out at full force. Every eye in the building turned to
us as we passed, and the whispers were hissing off the walls. We descended
the stairs and as we entered the lobby all eyes turned to us.

I looked at Ricky and he looked terrified. Not for kissing me, his answer
told me that much. But I could see that he was scared for me. For my sake.

That was it! I made a decision there and then, I was through hiding! I had
had enough of other peoples opinions, it was time to take a stand and live
according to my convictions, not everybody's prejudices!

Looking at Ricky, I noticed a tear rolling down his cheek and that sight
fortified me, "I LOVE YOU TOO" loud enough for every one within earshot to
hear. Then I turned to the growing group of onlookers and said "I am Marc
R------n and this is Ricky Mc---Y, I love him. He loves me too. (at that
Ricky smiled at me. Beaming, glowing. Tears now rolling freely down his
cheeks.) If that bothers any of you I'm sorry, but it wont change anything!

When the echo of my words died down I reached up to Ricky's cheek and wiped
a tear, then reached behind his neck with the same hand and pulled him in
slowly and kissed him, deeply, with all my heart. He returned my kiss
running his hands slowly up and down my back.

Then what happened next shocked the two of us.

It started slowly at first, one hand striking the other, softly, but each
time a little firmer than the one before. Then there were two sets of
hands, then more. We started to hear cheers and the ovation grew
deafening. The lobby of the library was alive with happy people celebrating
what Ricky and I had just announced to the entire world.

Love. Our love, for one another!

As we broke our kiss we embraced, and then turned to look at the assemblage
we were in terror of moments before, now here now to do us honor. Amazed at
the reaction of our classmates and friends, both present and future, we
took each others hand, turned and walked together out the door. As we
walked across the quad another cheer emanated from the library. I liked
this school!

>From that moment on, we both knew all was right with the world. We then
walked to Ricky's house and for the rest of the night celebrated our
liberation. Things were going to be different from now on.

That night we decided to get a place together.

The next morning we went out to the campus book store and picked up a
paper, then stopped at the coffee shop next door. We sat down with a pair
of double mochas and a muffin which we both picked at as we started the
time honored chore of apartment hunting.

Actually two boys looking for a place in a college town was not that
uncommon so it wasn't long before we had several appointments. We looked at
several highly overpriced shit holes, and a few that were just out of our
league. By Thursday though, we managed to find a nice place on the South
side of town.

Actually, It was REALLY nice! Ground floor of a huge Victorian house. We
knocked on the door and was greeted by an older man who introduced himself
as Ben Thompson. We each shook his hand and Ricky gave him our
resumes. While he looked over our papers we explored a little. The place
was enormous, huge rooms with tons of oak paneling, hardwood floors, a bath
with giant oversized tub and a walk in shower and two fireplaces, one in
the living room and one in the bed room. The rent was more than we could
really afford, but we figured we could apply for *mothers aid* and our moms
would help. Moms are great! That was it, we wrote a check for two months in
advance and another for the security deposit signed the lease and the deal
was done. The landlord said we could move in right away.

Saturday morning we rented a small truck and after a couple of trips
collected my belongings from the dorm and Ricky's from his old place.

When we got to Ricky's he handed me a couple of boxes and followed me with
two himself. Then we repeated steps one thru three again and again
still. On the fourth trip in I mentioned the place sure looks empty without
all his personal stuff.

All he said was "yup it sure does" and he turned and started to the truck.

I said, " Hey lover, what about the rest?"

He said, "That's all there was. All the furniture came with the place." We
had to get some of our own.

And Ricky said "We were going shopping!" :~)

Ricky held the door for me when we entered the home furnishing
center. *Ever the gentleman, my guy*. We looked around for a while and
pointed out this or that when along comes the 'salesman.' We both gave him
the once over and we also noticed he did the same.

This was going to be fun!

The first thing we looked at were sofas Ricky found one huge overstuffed
thing and sat down to see if it was comfortable. He patted the seat next to
him, and smiled at me and I knew right away what he had on his mind. I sat
down, really close and rested my hand on his lap. I then snuggled up to him
and said," this would look *exquisite in front of our fireplace, what do
you think babe *." Then I planted a big wet one on his cheek.

The salesman blushed a deep crimson and then got all flustered saying, " I
think I have some things you will both just adore!" And he led us about the
store.

We spent a small fortune that day and we hadn't even chosen a bed yet. The
salesman ushered us onto the elevator and we ascended to the top
floor. When we steeped off the elevator we heard a page for the salesmen to
the office. He said for us to make our selves at home and behave
ourselves. He then blushed as he closed the door and went back down stairs.

We both looked at each other, each of us with a smile from ear to
ear. Ricky took hold of my hand and we headed off. The whole floor was set
up with little rooms each one with a different style of bed. It was like
being in lovers heaven! The first one we came upon was this HUGE king and
it looked like a big sleigh. Ricky pushed me backwards (a little hard) and
I fell backwards onto the bed with a bounce. Rick then dove on top of me
and kissed me fiercely, on my neck, cheeks, chin and ears until he settled
on my lips. At first I was struggling, he took me by surprise and I started
giggling. Every time I twisted one way, it left him an opening to plant
another kiss or nibble. When his lips met mine I melted and we both feasted
on each other. As our tongues sparred back and forth I could feel Ricky
becoming aroused and he started to grind his cock into me. I was quickly
coming to life as well and started to match the force of his hips with mine
stroke for stroke.

After several minutes of *test driving the sled* we came up for air and
Ricky said breathlessly, like he'd been running, "Lets go, there's more"
and he took my hand and pulled me to my feet and we ran off to see what
adventures lay ahead.

Ricky was excited, like a kid with the keys to the candy store, and his
excitement was infectious.

We turned a corner and came upon this set all shiny with black lacquer. We
both looked at each other and at the same time said NO WAY! Zoom! We were
off again. Then we entered another room and we both stopped and stared,
King sized, with four posts and a canopy on top. It had a stereo built into
the headboard, cool! Ricky took my hand and pulled me to him and again we
kissed, deeply, slowly.

We rolled onto the bed and never did our lips part. He rolled on top of me
and I could feel his rock hard cock push into mine. Our cocks ground
together like a flint against steel both unyielding yet together capable of
making fire. And it was getting hot!

As our lips parted I hugged him and I hungrily chewed on an ear lobe when I
noticed something we didn't see before. On top of the bed was *A MIRROR*. I
suddenly got so hot I nearly came right there. The sight of Ricky dry
humping me was somehow very erotic almost voyeuristic. I reached down and
slid my hands under the back of Ricky's shirt and softly dug my finger
nails into him. This caused Ricky to practically go into convulsions. He
reached a hand between us and stroked me from outside my jeans. Each time
he ran his hand to my balls he gave them a good squeeze, and in the process
very nearly sending me over the top.

I slid one hand up to his neck and ran the other onto his firm bubble of an
ass, pulling him even closer to me. He squeezed my balls again and I let
out a moan of pleasure, and Ricky responded by sucking on my neck *HARD*.

As Ricky sucked and chewed my neck and rubbed my hard on I could feel
myself cross the threshold and let out a loud shriek of pleasure as I came
violently in my jeans. I threw my head back and pulled him deeper into my
neck. I scratched his back running my fingers down the bumps of his spine
and all of a sudden Ricky stopped his grinding and his legs became rigid
and he bit my neck hard *ouch* and I could feel his cock throb with
release.

We just laid there panting, out of breath, out of our minds in love with
each other, feeling that wonderful feeling of sharing our hearts with one
another.  After a minute Ricky rolled off of me onto his back and his eyes
nearly popped out of his head. For the first time he realized there was a
mirror on the top of the bed.

He smiled from ear to ear and said, "SOLD!"

We took all of the floor tags of the items we had chosen to the desk and
handed them to the salesman. We really looked like a mess. Standing there
holding our coats in front of us so as to hide any mess. YUK!! Then the
salesman spotted something that nearly made him choke. He looked at my neck
and spotted my silver dollar sized hickey.

We wrote a check for our purchases and was told to expect delivery on
Monday, sometime between 9 a.m. and 7 p.m. Well, there was nothing to do
about that but wait.

It was about 6:30 when we got back to *OUR* house and the first thing we
did was to head for the shower. But not before ordering a pizza. We set a
fire in the hearth and spread out our sleeping bags and blankets on the
floor. It was like camping. It takes forever to get delivery in Providence
on a Saturday night. We were starved by the time it finally got here, and
we made quick work of it.

We spent the next hour combining our stereo components, WOW, when we were
done we had a killer system. Ricky put on a reel of slow moving Sam Cooke
and other MO-Town music from the 50's and 60's. It sounded really sweet.

After a bit Ricky got up and said he'd be right back, and headed into the
kitchen. He soon returned with a bottle and two glasses.

My Ricky, I love him so. He sat down and softly kissed me on the lips and
said, "It's good to be home" and I kissed him back. Ricky opened the bottle
and poured the wine, handing me a glass then taking the other for
himself. We touched the rims of the glasses and I said, "To love, to us"
and we tasted its sweetness. Oh, and the wine was O.K. too.

It was the first night together in our new place. And we snuggled together
in front of the fire, nestled together like two spoons. We talked long into
the wee hours of the morning. Stopping every so often to kiss or one
another. That first night, lying there together we both reached new heights
of awareness of each other, surpassing even the great loves of literature.

Both lying toward the fire Ricky held me close to him and I moved back to
get closer still. His hands traced slow circles over my smooth belly and
chest, stopping occasionally to tweak the sensitive buds swelling on my
pecks, each time sending surges of sexual energy coursing through every
nerve in my body, with enough power as to cause my entire body to quake
with the anticipation of what was to come. While he did his finest
handiwork on my front he also tortured me from the behind. Ricky was a true
artist. He would brush the back of my neck with his nose, ever so gently,
and when he breathed across the hairs on the back of my neck he sent
shivers running down my spine. He would flick my ear and neck with his
tongue getting them wet with his juices and then he would blow a soft puff
of air across them causing me to whimper with it's icy fire. All this,
already driving me to the edge of insanity and he tops it off by telling me
how much he loves me. How much can a guy take?!?! My erection tented my
sweats and every time Ricky would hump me through my sweats I could feel
him and I knew Ricky was totally aroused as well. As I pushed back to be
closer to him his throbbing boner wedged nicely into the crack of my
ass. Every now and then when he would push forward with his hips again, and
I would squeeze the cheeks of my but and lock it in a vice-like grip. When
I did this I could feel that steel bar twitch and throb, causing me to ooze
a thick stream of pre-cum. This went on for the better part of an
hour. Just laying there savoring each other. Testing the endurance of each
other. Lifting each other to new levels of existence. We took pleasure in
just being together, and treasured every moment.

Ricky let his hand roam to the waste band of my sweats and pushed the tips
of his fingers underneath first sliding them down first one thigh, and then
the other. He took his time, caressing each new inch of exposed flesh,
slowly taking pleasure in pleasuring me. After a time I slid them off the
rest of the way and reached back to tug at his own sweats. Ricky took my
lead and deftly removed his also, never skipping a moment of the attention
he lavished on me.

I again reached back and pulled him back up against me. He pulled me close
and I melted into him. I turned my head half way back, so as to see him in
the glowing flicker of the firelight and he was beautiful, I felt tears
start to form in my eyes, I was so happy, I wanted this to last
forever. His skin glowed a red-orange showing highlights on his smooth
contours, and was bathed in a thin sheen of sweat, partly from the heat of
the fire, but mostly from the fire of our passion. The entire scene seemed
surreal, too beautiful to be truly happening. But it was real, very real
and it was happening to me. He kissed me on my neck lingering to taste
me. He then said he loved me, and all I could say was, "Make love to me, I
want you inside me."

Ricky rose up slightly and turned me onto my back, he looked into my eyes
and as a tear spilled over the rim He asked, what was wrong if he'd done
something. All I could was shake my head no and I pulled him into me for a
deep kiss. I raised one leg and pushed softly against him, coaxing him by
moving slowly from side to side. I reached down and took his fiery hot cock
in my hand and rubbed the head against the pink flower waiting to blossom.

Ricky shifted to align himself and placed a leg on each shoulder he scooped
a dollop of pre-cum and smeared it on my virgin hole. He circled around
spreading the slick ooze and then pushed one finger in rolling it around
the rim then a second and deeper this time. I was going to slip off the
edge of the earth, it felt soooo good!!!

I said between gasps for air, " NOW, I want you now babe, please." Ricky
took his tool and rubbed it on my hole then I felt the head spread the
tight muscled ring and slip inside of me. The excruciating pain was
delightful. I let out a little scream and bit my hand to make myself
stop. Ricky jumped noticeably and asked if I was O.K.. All I could do was
shake my head and I pushed back a little. Ricky again followed my lead
again and resumed his slow drilling.

Looking up at his strong shoulders, pecks rippling with each movement,
beads of sweat forming and rolling over the silken delight that was his
skin. Glowing a deep orange from the glow of the embers in the hearth. He
looked gorgeous. I had to keep biting my hand to keep from crying, I was
sooo happy!

His technique was incredible, forceful yet teasing at the same time. He
would slide himself in a little then pull out slightly and back again, all
the while gyrating his hips. It would suck the wind right out of me. He did
this slow dance of his over and over, and each time he would do it a little
deeper.

Then all at once, he came in contact with my prostate and the feeling was
unbelievable. I screamed again and bit down harder on my hand. I almost bit
off a finger! My head flew back and I quickly grabbed two handfuls of
bedding to anchor me down. I had no idea and it took me totally by
surprise. My cock throbbed with such force that pre-cum shot half way up my
belly. It was so incredible!

Ricky pushed once more and I could feel his pubes tickling my ass cheeks. I
gasped for air and mouthed the words, " I love you." Then he ran over that
spot again and I couldn't even do that any more. All I could do was hold on
for dear life.

Ricky picked up the pace now to a good steady fucking and with each stroke
he would let out a little squeak. I could feel his cock swell and knew he
was close. I grabbed my own hard on and started pumping it but Ricky said
no that was for him after so I stopped and concentrated on pleasing my
boyfriend.

The pace was furious and Ricky's balls were slapping hard against my ass,
then all of a sudden Ricky drove himself home deeper than ever before and
he stopped. For a couple of seconds time stood still, I could feel his dick
swell in me as if it was going to explode. Then it did!!!!!!!! I could feel
his hot cum shoot deep inside me. It just kept coming more and more. The
feeling was exquisite and it caused a chain reaction in me that I was
powerless to stop. I came with a vengeance. With such a force it felt like
it was tearing the head of my dick off. Ricky grabbed the shaft and stroked
it hard and in just a few furious strokes, had me again over the edge and I
exploded with a second killer orgasm. The first two spurts shot right over
my head and landed in the fire and my spooch hissed and sputtered as it
fell on the glowing embers.

It seemed like hours before we could move. but after a time we relaxed and
fell into each others arms and settled into a cozy embrace.

After a few minutes I felt tears well up in my eyes, and soon after broke
out into full fledged sobs. Ricky, pulling me close into his strong arms
whispered , "what's wrong." All I could say was, "I don't know, I've never
felt this way before, I'm just so happy."

He said, "I know how you feel babe, I feel pretty good too." And he kissed
me.


This chapter was taken from personal journals of those times. I hope you
enjoyed sharing some of my memories. It is always nice to know what you
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