Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2000 05:51:42 EDT
From: ZLATAZOBO@aol.com
Subject: Anything to Turn You On............... Part IV.................
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This is a true story. Names and some places have been changed for
reasons of privacy. The Author reserves all rights. Copyright 2000.
- Terrence 'TJ' Julian
Story written by 'TJ' Julian with additional input from Andy van Ryan
Anything to Turn You On....
By Terrance Julian
PART IV
copyright 2000 all rights reserved
As we lay together with the moonlight falling on us through the
window Andrew kissed me. He placed one hand at the nape of my neck the
other slipped to the small of my back. He pulled me close against him and
I could feel the beat of his heart. I wrapped my arms around him and
returned the passion of his kiss.
Andy pulled back only for a moment to look at my face then he
rolled over on top of me. I could feel his hardening member through the
sweat pants he wore and my stiff rod pressed against him through my boxers.
I felt his hand move for my waistband as we continued to kiss. Arching my
back for him he gave my boxers a quick tug slipping them down. I lifted my
legs and he slid them off then tossed them across the room. I reached with
both hands to grasp his sweats. I quickly pulled at them removing the last
barrier between our bodies.
Our smooth skin touched and I could feel the heat rising between
us. Andrews lips moved to kiss my neck as I sighed. He ran his tongue up
to my ear and down to my shoulder. "Oh, Andy!" I spoke softly.
His tongue moved down my collarbone to the center of my chest and
he began kissing my skin while moving ever so slowly downward. Then with
his tongue he slid across my chest to my left nipple and began circling it.
I was breathing deeply now and my hands reached up. I began running my
fingers through his long blonde hair. Then he continued down kissing the
flat of my stomach until he reached my navel. Taking his tongue he lightly
licked just below where the indentation began. I shuddered at the touch.
My desire was at a fever pitch and I wanted him now. I moved
quickly shifting position to where I could reach his erect member.
Grasping it firmly I felt Andy quiver. He reached out and took my cock in
his one hand. At virtually the same moment our mouths opened and took the
other inside. I could taste his pre-cum as I began sucking him in and out.
He was working my throbbing boyhood in and out while swirling his tongue
around the head of it. I could feel the tension mounting in the depths of
my body. The pace quickened between us. Andy was making slight moans as I
felt him begin to shiver. I was close to triggering his orgasm when my own
began from the heels of my feet. Up the backs of my legs causing the
cheeks of my ass to tighten. I'm sure he could feel this and it drove him
over the edge. His body began to shake in rhythmic spasms and the first
stream of his cum flooded my mouth.
My own orgasm hit me like a sledgehammer and I fired the first of
my issue into his throat. Andy shot stream after stream as I swallowed
trying to keep it from spilling out. He kept sucking and swallowing as I
launched four or five thick jets of my boy-cum followed by several lesser
ones. I felt his body begin to relax and then with a deep thrust he
delivered the last of his load. I had barely managed to swallow all he
discharged, but none escaped.
Andy was still sucking the last bit of my issue from me as I
collapsed onto my back. He let out a gasp for air as he finished. Using
what little strength I had available I turned back around and faced him.
His green eyes locked up with mine and I saw in them the love he had for
me. "Andy..." I started to say, but he put his finger over my lips.
"Shhhhh.......... Let me say it first. I love you TJ" he whispered and I
exploded with tears of joy. "I love you, too!" I cried as he took me in
his arms. I curled up and placed my head against his chest. It was still
resting there when I awoke the next morning.
I opened my sleepy eyes and gazed at him. Andy was still sleeping
with eyes closed and a smile crossing his face. I moved ever so slightly
in his arms. Nothing. So I moved again. This time one of his eyes popped
open. Then he stretched and yawned. Setting his gaze on me he said "Oh,
TJ! It wasn't a dream! You ARE here!" and he kissed me!
Later over breakfast he asked me "Were you serious about going to
visit all those homes you have?". I answered him "Of course. I'd like to
see just what it is I own. That and just where they all are". He looked
out the window and said "So, how does it work? I mean how do you go about
visiting these places?" "Aside from flying there on a plane?" I kidded
him. He smiled and said "Obviously". "It's simple, really. I call the
offices of the Allessandro Trust in London and they make all the
arrangements. Everything from booking the flight to readying the property
for my use. Some of these homes are so large they have full time
caretakers. Some even have a full time staff, like the villa in Milan.
I've been there. It's where I was born. I've lived at the Chateau in
Montreux as well. Mother uses the other properties about once a year,
although since I've turned eighteen, she has to get my permission to use
them". Andy was alternately looking at me and staring out the huge floor
to ceiling windows at the back side of the house. I finished telling him
and he sat there looking down at the city below through the hazy southern
California air. He turned to me and asked "Could we? I mean, I think it
would do me well to get away for a while. I also think it would be good
for us to be somewhere away from the past. At least for the time being".
I stood up asking "Do you have a passport?" He blinked at me and
said "Yes, I got one two years ago when my Uncle took me to his retirement
home in Costa Rica". I walked to the phone and picked it up. I dialed the
international operator and asked "Could you connect me to Allessando
International in London, England please? Tell them It's Terrence Julian
calling". When the connection went through, Miss Harrington, the woman who
I always spoke with at the Trust came on the line.
"Hello, Mr. Julian!" she said in a very excited British accent.
"Since when do you call me 'Mr. Julian' Anita?" I asked. "Well, you're
eighteen now and I thought it would be appropriate, Sir" she answered back
and I replied "Well, you can stop that Sir and Mister nonsense!" She
laughed and said "Alright, TJ. Now what can I do for you today?"
I smiled at Andy and said "I'm coming to visit Europe, Anita. Can
you arrange it for me? I'll have one Andrew van Ryan in my company. Just
the two of us". "So, you're finally coming to visit! Good, TJ! Where are
you planning on visiting first?" I wrinkled my brow and answered "I really
hadn't decided that yet. Where do you think I should start, Anita?"
"Here in London, of course! I haven't seen you for over three
years now and would love to! Does that sound good?" "Sure! What's the
place I have there like?" I asked. "Well, you have two homes in London,
TJ. There's the flat in the financial district, which is really for
business, and then you have a house in Hampstead Heath, which is very nice
and quite near the Heath itself. If this is more of a pleasure trip, I'd
suggest the house, TJ" Anita explained. "Great! Have the House readied" I
said. "When shall I book your flight for?" she asked. "Today's Monday, so
how about this Saturday?" I answered. "Sounds wonderful, Terrence! Oh, I
do look forward to seeing you! Is there anything else right now?" "No, I
think that's it for now" I replied. "All right then. I'll call you with
departure time and I'll have a driver pick you up on Saturday to take you
to the airport. I'll meet you at Heathrow when you arrive. Tah!" she said
and rang off.
I looked at Andy and said "We're leaving on Saturday! Come on!
We've got shopping to do!"..............
......................Continued