Date: Tue, 18 Feb 2014 21:28:02 -0800
From: Eric Morrison <eric_morrison_93@hotmail.com>
Subject: Earning Danny: Chapter 7 - Love at last!

Hey guys! Sorry I've been absent for such a long time, but I was
busy. First it was the end of the semester, then the holidays, then the
beginning of the semester, and well, you get the picture, it's a vicious
cycle. Anyway, I'd thought of just giving up on the story altogether, since
I never have the time to write, but so many of you have commented and
e-mailed me so many nice things saying you like my story that I couldn't
leave you hanging like that, but I still don't usually have time to
write. So, I decided to give this story some closure, but I do have more
ideas for it (i.e. Steven) so I'd like you guys to tell me if you'd like to
read more of this so I can write another story in the future, either a
continuation of Earning Danny or a spin off. Anyway, it's in your hands.

Here's the final chapter of Earning Danny, hope you enjoy!

*

Jake's Point of View


Finally. It was thrusday, and not only that, Halloween, which meant tonight
would be the party, and I had something special planned for Danny
afterwards. I couldn't wait.

The whole day was a blur; I couldn't focus on anything the teachers were
saying, and for a million dollars I wouldn't be able to tell you what Mike
was saying to me as we walked to the parking lot. All I could think about
was my sweet beautiful Danny, who I was fantasizing of finally making love
to tonight.

As I reached my car, and my Danny, Mike left, saying he'd see us later
tonight, and I greeted my boyfriend with a peck on the lips.

"Hey," he said with a smile. "You seem happy. What are you thinking of?"

"Tonight," I said. "After the party." I saw him blush, and I know he knew
what I meant.

We got in my car and I started driving. After a few moments of silence, I
squeezed his hand. "Baby?" I asked, and he turned to look at me with those
big beautiful blue eyes of his.

"Yeah?"

"Uhm?" Suddenly, I was out of words.

"It's okay," he said, squeezing my hand. "Go ahead. Tell me."

I cleared my throat. "I just want to make sure we're on the same page here?
I mean? I love what we've been doing? but I was thinking maybe you'd be
ready for? I don't know? more?"

I let the question hang there, holding his hand and staring straight ahead
at the road, but then I heard Danny chuckle, and I turned to see him
smiling sexily at me.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "I think I'm ready for? more."

Great, I thought, now he's mocking my nervousness, but if he's making
jokes, it means he really is okay with this.

Perfect. Plan still in place.

"Alright," I said cheerily, and Danny laughed.

Once we got to his house, instead of going in for a while like I normally
did, I just dropped him off and went home, since we both needed time to get
ready for the party, and our own little afterparty. We hadn't talked about
it outright, but we both knew it was time.



*

A few hours later, I was showered and dressed in my football uniform, minus
the helmet, and I took out my phone to check the time.

9:30 pm. I checked my room one more time, making sure I had all I needed.

The bed was neatly made and sprinkled with rose petals, I had candles on my
dresser and nightstand, and inside said nightstand I had a bottle of lube
and two condoms.

It'd been an internal debate for me buying those condoms. I'd thought about
getting a box, but maybe that would be presumptuous, thinking we'd use that
many, but I also didn't want to get just one. I'd done it multiple times in
one night before, and this being Danny, I'd probably be hard all night.

That said, I bought two condoms and put them in the drawer.

After saying bye to my mom and making sure she was still going through with
our plan, I got in my car and drove to Danny's.



Once I parked in front of his house, I took a deep breath, got out of the
car and went to knock on his door.

His dad opened, and he said Danny wasn't ready yet, so I should come in and
sit with him for a second. I agreed, and we sat down in front of the TV for
a few minutes, and he asked me a about school and football.

Then, Danny came into the room, and though I wouldn?t say anything to hurt
his feelings, I was a little disappointed by his choice of costume. He was
wearing a brown robe and a magician?s hat. His face still looked beautiful,
it couldn't help it, but Danny's sexy little body was all cover up by the
brown and baggy atrocity.

"Hey," he said, smiling at me as he entered the room.

"Hey baby," I said, standing up. I kissed him on the cheek and put an arm
around his waist. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah," he said, and turning to his parents, "Don't wait up. The party will
end really late, so I'll probably just crash there."

"Danny," his dad said with a tone of condescendence, "you can tell us if
you're going to Jake's. It's fine. We trust you guys."

Danny turned crimson, having been caught. Apparently he was on the same
page as me, since I was planning on having him sleep on my bed with me that
night.

"Well," Danny said nervously, "see you guys later then. Bye." Taking me by
the hand, he quickly pulled me out the door and to my car. Once we were
leaning on it and far away from the door, he let out the breath he'd been
holding. "Oh my god!" he said. "How the hell does he do that?! It's like he
can read my mind!"

I laughed. "He's your dad, baby. It's what they do. Besides, you're a
terrible liar."

He narrowed his eyes at me, trying to look hurt, but then he smiled. He
knew it was true.

"I'll take that as a compliment," he said, looking up at me from under his
lashes.

"It was," I said, kissing the tip of his nose.



A few minutes later, we were sitting in my car and I was driving to Mike's
house. He was hosting the party. His parents were really wealthy and his
house was huge, so every time someone wanted to throw a party they'd ask
Mike to host it. He always did, and his parents didn't mind, since he was a
nice guy, never got in trouble, played football but didn't neglect
academics; all in all he was a pretty good guy and my best friend. He was
my equivalent of Danny's Rachel.



Once we got to Mike's street, I had to park really far away, since there
were so many cars there wasn't space anywhere near the house, so I parked,
and as I killed the engine and ran around to the other side to Danny, my
jaw dropped.

Danny had taken off his stupid magician hat, and when he pulled off his
robe, I noticed his real costume.

He was wearing his cross country uniform - his really, really short and
impossibly tight shorts and tank top. He looked delicious. That tank top
displayed his beautifully toned arms and torso, and those shorts! Oh god,
those shorts! They were so short and tight they displayed his beautiful
strong, muscled, and silky smooth legs, and noticing I was staring, Danny
did a little twirl for me, and I'm pretty sure I started drooling when I
saw him from behind. The uniform did a wonderful job of showing off his
tiny waist and the curve of his beautiful bubble butt.

"Holy shit, Danny," I said, trying to get my bearings. "Is that your
costume?"

"Yeah," he said, smiling at me. It wasn't his usual smile, it was the same
one he gave me that afternoon in the car - the sexy one. He was being very
flirtatious today, and I loved it. "Why, what did you think?" he asked,
hooking his hands behind my neck. "That I was gonna wear that stupid bag
all night? I just didn't want my parents seeing me like this. We're still
on the honeymoon stage, babe, I gotta make myself sexy for you." He said
all this with a smile, and then bit his lip lightly. I was rock hard in a
second.

"You don't need to do shit to be sexy, Danny. You're already the sexiest
fucking thing in the world." And with that, I grabbed him by the back of
the head and slammed our mouths together, not that he was complaining,
since he immediately opened up for me.

He pulled back soon after, and smiled at me. "Have I ever told you how sexy
you look in your uniform?" he asked, stroking my stubble with one
hand. "You look very manly."

"And you look like a wet dream in yours," I said before claiming his mouth
again.

After kissing for a few seconds, I couldn't help myself any longer, and my
hands trailed down his back to his firm round buttocks and I started
kneading them in my palms as we kissed, while Danny rubbed his hands across
my chest.

"Okay!" Danny said, pulling back from our kiss with a loud pop. "We can't
do this here, mister. Someone could see us."

"What do you say we go back to my place then?" I suggested, still grabbing
onto his generous ass.

"No," he said firmly, and he must've been the hurt on my face for the quick
dismissal, 'cause he soon rectified, "I mean not yet," with a smile. "We
said we were coming to this party and we're already here. We should go in."

"Alright," I said with a sigh. "But I'm only doing this 'cause I love you."
It wasn't really a sacrifice, I was looking forward to this party, but I
just wanted an excuse to tell him that I loved him. It was my hope that if
I kept saying it, he'd eventually feel comfortable enough to say it back.

Instead of answering, Danny just smiled and kissed me sweetly on the
lips. It was a deep, powerful kiss, but it was brief, and soon he grabbed
my hand and after locking the car, we walked hand in hand down the sidewalk
towards the house.

*

To say the party was fun would be a huge understatement. It was a blast.

As soon as we entered, we were greeted by an already pretty drunk Mike, who
gave us both a bear hug and said he was glad we'd made it. When Mike drank,
which wasn't often, he got very affectionate.

"I love you guys so much!" he kept telling me and Danny, and pretty much
everyone at the party, really, and he kept introducing us to people as "the
two morons who finally got together." It was adorable for a few minutes,
but then we managed to get away from his drunken hugs and went to the
kitchen to get some drinks.

After both me and Danny got a few drinks, we were warmed up and went into
the living room where, furniture pushed aside, people were dancing, and it
was so much fun, dancing with Danny, feeling the buzz and not caring anyone
would notice the way I looked at him anymore. What was even better was the
way he kept grinding on me, pushing his butt into my groin, then turning
around and kissing me right there in front of everyone.

Rachel was there too, her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and
wearing a short and very tigh nurse costume. She looked very sexy? you
know, for a girl.

At the end of the night, every single person at the party must've told us
at least once how cute of a couple we were. Everyone except for one person:
Steven Price.

He kept looking at us sideways when he thought we couldn't see him, and
when Danny left me sitting on one of the couches to get us some new drinks
from the kitchen, Steven followed him, and I knew he was up to no good.

*



Danny's Point of View





I went into the kitchen to grab Jake and myself some more drinks, but after
deciding I was buzzed enough for the night, I just poured us some coke onto
the cups and started heading back into the living room when a guy in a
football uniform stood in my way.

"Hey," I said, instinctively thinking it was Jake, but when he didn't
respond I forced my bleary eyes too look at him, and I realized he wasn't
as tall as my boyfriend, and he was blonde. "Steven!" I said. "Hey, sorry,
thought you were Jake." I chuckled to myself. That wasn't really funny, but
in my state everything was funny. Apparently Steven didn't feel the same,
'cause he didn't laugh, so I tried to walk past him out of the kitchen, but
he stepped into my path, preventing me from escaping, and I turned to see
his face - his red, angry face. "Is everything okay?" I asked.

"How dare you?!" he snarled, startling me.

"What are you talking about?" I had no idea what the hell he was talking
about, and the room was starting to spin.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about, you hypocritical piece of shit!
How could you do this to me?!"

"Hey! Back the fuck off him!" I heard from behind him, and then Steven was
pulled back and pushed out of my way by Jake.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Steven screamed, and the music stopped. The party
had suddenly stopped, and everyone was looking at us in silence now,
waiting to see what was gonna happen. "You touch me again and I will break
your fucking hand!" Steven continued, and when he tried to take a step
toward Jake, he stumbled and had to grab onto the wall in order to stay
afoot, and I, as everyone else, realized just how drunk he was.

"You motherfucker!" Steven pointed his finger at me once he got his balance
back, and Jake stood beside me, an arm possessively and protectively thrown
over my shoulder. "How could you leave me for him? You don't even like him,
you're just trying to get back at me. I bet you even let him fuck you, just
to spite me!" I gasped. I couldn't believe this was happening - Steven was
drunkenly outing himself in front of everyone. "Am I right?" he asked, this
time to Jake. "Have you fucked him yet?" I could tell Jake was ready to
strike him, but I put an arm around his waist and squeezed him, telling him
to stay there. "You fucking slut!" he yelled at me again. "I wooed you for
two months, and you never even gave me a blowjob, and now this asshole
shows up and you let him fuck you in six days? You whore!"

That was it. I let go of Jake, silently giving him the go, and his fist
made contact with my ex's nose half a second later.

"Ow! Motherfucker!!!" Cried Steven from the floor, and Mike and Ian hurried
to stop Jake from hitting him again, while some other people helped Steven
to his feet, and I approached him.

"You can talk about me all you want," I told him quietly, but the room was
so silent I'm sure everybody heard me. "But you will not talk about this
relationship. What Jake and I do or don't do is none of your fucking
business, and yes, you may have 'wooed' me for two months," I made sure to
add the air quotes, "but Jake has been doing it for three years, and he has
never once pushed me to do anything I don't want to do, which is something
I can't say about you. And by the way, you're the one that broke up with
me, so you have absolutely no right to be judging me for moving on. Stay
the fuck out of our relationship and our lives." Without further due, I
grabbed Jake's hand in mine and walked out of the house.

*

Jake and I walked hand in hand silently down the sidewalk. Neither one of
us said anything until we were both sitting in the car and the engine
started. Then Jake took my hand again and squeezed it.

"Thank you baby," he said, looking down. When he looked up, I saw his eyes
brimmed with tears. "Thank you for standing up for our relationship. You
have no idea how much that meant to me."

I reached out to him and hugged him tightly, and when he hugged me back and
started shaking, I knew he was crying.

I had to do something. I had to comfort him. And that's when I knew. It was
time.

"Jake," I said, and pushed him back lightly with my hands on his chest. He
still had his arms around my back, and he looked at me with his beautiful
bright green eyes. "I love you." His eyes welled up again, and his bottom
lip trembled. I raised my right hand to his beautiful face and caressed his
cheek. "I love you, Jake Moss. You're the best thing that's ever happened
to me."

"Baby?" he whispered, and next thing I knew, I was pushed back into the car
door and Jake's tongue was inside my mouth.

It was an intense kiss - more so than usual. It was sweet and tender, but
passionate nonetheless. Like I'd told Rachel, Jake was an amazing kisser. I
just wished I'd been the one he'd learned to kiss like that with, but, oh
well, he was mine now, and I'd be dammed if I let him go.

"Let's go," I found myself saying before I realized it. "Let's go to your
house. Now. I need you, Jake. Right now."

He groaned and bit his lip. "God, baby," he said. "I need you too. So
bad. I love you so fucking much." Then, after kissing me for another
minute, he put the car into gear and sped out of there.

*

Jake's Point of View





Ten minutes later, Danny and I were naked, rolling on my bed together.

As soon as we got inside my room, he saw the rose petals and candles, and
he jumped on top of me, kissing me all over.

"Oh my god, Jake," he said between kisses. "This is so romantic. I love
you."

I tried to suppress the tears that sentence brought into my eyes and smiled
my most sincere smile to him. "I love you too, baby," I said. "I want to
make this special for you. You deserve it."

He grabbed both my hands in his and looked up at me with a shy little
smile. "So this is it, then? We're doing it?"

I leaned down and kissed his full lips. "Yeah. We are." I saw then in his
eyes the last thing I wanted to see - hesitation. "Unless you don't want
to," I quickly added. "If you're not ready, I'll wait as long as you need."

"No," he said, shaking his head quickly. "I don't need any more time. I
want this. I want you - right here, right now? I'm just a little nervous."

I smiled. "Don't be. Baby, you have nothing to be nervous about. I love
you, and I'll take care of you, I promise. I won't hurt you."

"I know," he said, putting his arms around my neck. "I trust you. And I
love you too."

After that, clothes flew off, and the next thing I knew, Danny was
straddling me and grinding his gorgeous naked ass into my swollen penis
while I massaged his ass.

I loved the fact that his butt, his legs, and everything else about him was
shaved smooth. That way I could run my hands all over his toned and
slightly tanned little body and feel only soft, warm skin.

I, on the other hand, was more on the pale side, and my chest, legs and
arms were covered in soft dark hairs, and I'd never really given it much
thought, but the way Danny kept rubbing it, sliding his hands all over me,
caressing my chest and abs while we kissed, it made it seem like he was
really into it, and it made me like it too.

I kept grabbing and kneading the firm globes of his luscious ass, and
eventually started sliding one spit soaked finger up and down the crack of
his ass, causing him to moan lustfully.

 "Do you have lube?" Danny asked all of a sudden. "I want you. Now."

"Yeah," I nodded frantically, trying to catch my breath. In case I hadn't
said so, Danny was a fantastic kisser. The way he sucked my tongue into his
mouth made me think of something else I could be putting in there. "But
that'll come later. First I have to get you ready."

He looked confused for a second, but in a flash I had him lying on his
stomach on the bed, and after retrieving the lube from the nightstand, I
settled myself behind his butt.

"Wha -?" he started to ask, but it turned into a moan when I parted his
cheeks with both hands and dove in face first.

I had dreamed of doing this for the past three years, but no fantasy I
could have ever conjured could possibly compare to having Danny and his
beautiful body laid bare in front of me, completely at my disposal. To have
him naked, moaning and writhing under my tongue's ministrations on his
beautifully smooth pink hole was a dream come true.

"Oh? god? Jake," Danny moaned, burying his face in my pillow and fisting
the sheets. "I never? imagined? uhhh? oh god!... so good?"

I continued licking the beautiful rosebud that is Danny's sphincter,
alternating between broad sweeps of my tongue from his perineum to the base
of his spine and pursing my tongue and pushing it into his slowly widening
hole.

As Danny relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of getting rimmed for the first
time, his hole opened up enough to let the tip of my tongue inside, and I
removed my right hand from parting his ass to open the bottle of lube.

Once I had my index finger nice and slick, I removed my face from the place
that had officially become my favorite place on earth, and I started
sliding the lubed finger up and down his cleft, massaging and caressing the
little wrinkles around his hole, and closing in on the center. After a few
seconds, I put my finger on the target and slowly pushed in, and it was
surprisingly easy. Either I was doing a good job relaxing him, or Danny had
done this before.

When my finger started easily gliding in and out, I pulled it out, lubed up
another one, and pushed them both in. Expecting more resistance than the
last time, I again was surprised at finding almost none. Then I started
pulling them out and pushing them back in, and when Danny raised his hips
and rolled them, making my fingers come in direct contact with his
prostate, I knew for sure he'd done this before, and I couldn't help but
want to kill Steven Price.

"Jake," Danny moaned, raising and rolling his hips once more. "Please. I
need more. I've done this before myself, like a million times. I'm
ready. Please just make love to me, I'm begging you."

Okay, that calmed me down. So Steven hadn't done this to him, he had done
it himself. That was hot. Really hot. I couldn't help but picture Danny on
his bed at night, fingering himself while he, hopefully, thought of
me. Still, the fact that he put his fingers in there regularly didn't mean
he was ready for the real thing. I don't like bragging, but I knew I was
big, and the last thing I wanted was to hurt him, so I renewed my probing
of his ass with my fingers and started a little scissoring motion.

"Hang in there, baby," I said. "I told you, I'll take care of you."

When his hole was relaxed enough, I added another lubed finger, and then
another, and by then Danny was moaning uncontrollably while I had four
fingers easily sliding in and out of him, and I knew he was ready.

While I rubbed his prostate, I reached for a condom from the nightstand
with my other hand, but when Danny saw it he stopped me.

"No," he said, breathless.

"No what?" I asked, confused. "Am I doing something wrong?"

"No," he panted. I was still rubbing his inner spot. "I don't want you to
use a condom."

"Baby -" I started, but he stopped me.

"I know what you're gonna say, alright? We need to be safe, and you don't
wanna put me at risk and all that, but I just have one question for you."
He was looking past his own raised butt at me. "Have you ever had sex with
anyone without a condom?"

"No," I said, and I meant it. "Never."

"Then we don't need it," he simply reasoned.

I nodded. It was true, I'd always played safe, and he was a virgin, so
there was no risk of either one of us getting anything, and besides, I
wanted to feel myself buried inside him without any barriers, and more than
anything I wanted to mark him with my seed.

"Alright baby," I said, removing my fingers from inside him and coating my
shaft with lube. "Get ready. Both our lives are about to change. We're
fulfilling our destiny right now, Danny. We were born for this. You were
meant for me."

He smiled seductively and raised himself onto his hands and knees. "Then
who am I to go against fate?" he said, arching his back, and giving me a
drool-worthy view of his stunning backside. "Let's do it. Give us what we
both need, Jake. Take me."

Hearing him say that, I almost explode right there, but I held off, 'cause
he was right, I had to do this. We both wanted it, we both needed it, and
it was long overdue.

I grabbed him by the waist with both hands and scooted closer 'till the
head of my dick came in contact with his pink hole, making us both
shudder. I pushed a little and it started stretching, so I pressed harder
still, but then it suddenly clamped down, shutting me out.

"Sorry," I heard Danny mumble.

"It's okay, baby," I said and started running my hands up and down his
muscular back. "Just relax." He nodded slightly and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, his hole relaxed and the head of my dick popped in. I groaned in
pleasure, feeling the soft, hot grip of his ring on my dick, and Danny let
out a loud moan.

I leaned forward, resting my front on his back, supporting my weight with
my arms on the bed, surrounding him, and whispered in his ear. "Baby, are
you okay? Does it hurt?"

"No," he panted, eyes closed. "It doesn't hurt, it just feels? weird. Give
me a little more." I happily complied, slowly sliding one inch into his
warm tunnel. He moaned again. "More." One more inch. Another moan. Another
inch. More moaning. "More," Danny pleaded.

I slid all the way in, burying myself completely inside Danny's ass and
grinding my hips into him.

He threw his head back and moaned.

"You okay, Danny?" I asked. "How do you feel?"

"Full," he said, breathing hard. "Really full."

I chuckled. "I figured, but what I meant was, does it hurt, or does it feel
good?" We were both speaking quietly, but in the complete silence of my
room all I heard was Danny's beautiful voice.

"I'm not sure yet. I think you need to move." He pushed back with his ass.

"Alright," I said, kissing his temple and straightening up, taking hold of
his hips. "Just tell me if you need me to slow down, okay?"

He nodded, and I pulled my dick back about an inch, and then slowly slid
back in. As my pubes made contact with his smooth cheeks, I felt the head
of my dick rubbing against his prostate. There was another loud moan, and I
smiled to myself. This was going perfectly. I was already buried completely
inside him, and I'd managed to do that without hurting him. Now all I had
to do was get him used to the thrusting. No problem - it would be my
pleasure. Literally.

I pulled back again, this time a little more, and when I started pushing
back in, Danny pushed back.

"Yes," I heard him moan when I rubbed his prostate again, this time
deliberately. "Go faster, Jake. I'm ready. Please, faster."

I pulled back about three inches and gave a little experimental thrust
forward, which was rewarded by a deep moan from him. Gaining confidence, I
started setting a pace, thrusting in and out of that beautiful boy that was
my boyfriend, and Danny was making all those sexy little noises that I
loved.

I have to say, up close, his muscular back, trim waist and round ass looked
more magnificent than I ever could've imagined, especially with his pretty
pink hole being stretched by the girth of my cock pounding in and out of
him.

It had always been my perfect part of sex, to see the hole of whatever guy
I was fucking stretching around my girth. It was also nice to hear them
moaning, letting me know it was good for them too, but without any emotion
to it whatsoever. All the emotion being shared was between my dick and
their holes, but with Danny it wasn't like that. He had the most beautiful
body out of anyone I'd ever fucked, but our connection didn't stop there. I
loved him, he loved me, and I had to acknowledge that.

After doing him doggy style for about five minutes, I pulled out of Danny's
ass and flipped him onto his back, eliciting a gasp from him. He looked a
little confused for a second, but when I pushed his legs back and kneeled
in between them, he realized what was going on and smiled. I smiled back.

"Is it good baby?" I asked him, sinking my whole dick inside him in one
swift thrust.

He threw his head back with a gasp. "It's amazing!" he panted.

I leaned forward and covered his perfect body with mine, putting my face
beside his, and whispered in his ear. "Good."

For the next ten minutes, there was no more talking, just the sound of our
bodies slapping together when I bottomed out and the squishing sounds of
Danny's hot ass, besides, of course, constant moaning and grunting on both
our parts.

Then suddenly, Danny put both hands on my chest and pushed. "On your back,"
he ordered.

I was a little taken aback, but complied after a second, and as soon as I
was settled on the bed, he straddled me and quickly slid down my entire
shaft. He then put his hands on my chest and used them for leverage as he
started bouncing up and down, impaling himself on my dick every time.

I grabbed his thighs and started thrusting up into him, meeting his thrust
half way.

"God, Danny," I groaned, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. "You're
fantastic." Then I opened my eyes again, because as much pleasure as I was
in, I had to see him, his strong beautiful legs straining in effort as he
used them to bounce on my dick, his rock hard dick bouncing up and down as
he rode me, his abs flexing and relaxing with his movements, his strong
round shoulders, his graceful neck, and his gorgeous face contorted with
pleasure, and his golden-brown bangs swaying back and forth. Then he opened
his eyes, and his clear blue eyes pierced into my soul.

I loved Danny's eyes. They're normally the color of a peaceful morning sky,
and whenever I was feeling down or stressed, all I had to do was look into
his eyes and they would soothe me, but in that moment, while we were making
love for the first time, looking into his eyes was like looking into blue
fire. There was so much emotion in them, such strong feelings, that all
they did was fuel the passion building within me, and I grabbed him by the
back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss, all the while thrusting
my hips up into him.

We kissed and kissed, and Danny was rotating his hips in circles and
squeezing his hole around me like he'd been doing this for years.

Suddenly, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my dick
aching and begging for release, but I couldn't do it - not without making
Danny cum first, so I rolled us over and started fucking him missionary,
picking up the pace and putting my all into it.

By that point we were both covered in sweat and the room was filled with
the sounds we were making - the moaning, the sexy whimpers coming from
Danny, the loud smack of my balls against his ass, and the smacking of our
lips together.

"Baby," I desperately panted. "I'm almost there. I'm so close, Danny, but I
don't wanna get there without you. What else can I do for you?"

Danny's eyes opened and focused on me, and I was overwhelmed by all the
love I found there.

"I'm already there," he said, smiling. "You're amazing, Jake. I'm about to
blow too, I was just holding back waiting for you. I want us to do it at
the same time."

I groaned and thrust harder. "Holy fuck, baby, I love you so much!"

We kissed then, and that was it, I started cumming inside Danny's ass,
never missing a beat on his gorgeous backside. I fucked him all through
both our orgasms, and the tight grip of his ring clamping down on me as he
painted both our stomachs and chest with his cum was bliss. When we were
both totally drained, my hips ground hard into my baby's body and I
collapsed on top of him.

Danny's hands and legs went around me and he held me tight as we both
heaved and panted, trying to get our breaths back. Then Danny started
laughing, and I couldn't help but join him.

"That was awesome!" he yelled, and I laughed even harder.

"You have no idea how glad I am you thought so," I told him, kissing his
temple.

"Seriously," he continued, running his hands through my hair lovingly and
gazing up at the ceiling. "I'd been thinking and fantasizing about this
moment for years - ever since I first realized I was gay, and I was always
scared it would never live up to the expectations I'd built for it over the
years, but? my god, Jake," He looked back down at me, and we gazed into
each other's eyes, and I could see his calm beautiful baby blue eyes were
back. "That was perfect. It was absolutely and unbelievably perfect. Thank
you. Thank you so damn much." He grabbed my face in both hands and started
covering it with light kisses. "I love you, I love you, I love you!"

My eyes were tearing up, but I was smiling. I'd never been happier in my
life. "I should be the one thanking you baby," I honestly told him. "You
made my every fantasy come true.  The fact you enjoyed this just as much as
I did is incredible. For three years I'd dreamed about this moment, and now
my dream came true. Thank you, baby. I fucking love you."

He laughed and gave me one more kiss. Then I settled my head on his smooth
chest and he started running his fingers in my hair again, and we stayed
like that for long minutes, eyes closed, breathing together and enjoying
the afterglow of the best moment of both our lives.

"You know what I think?" Danny asked all of a sudden.

"What, baby?" I asked, chuckling.

"I'm thinking, if we already fulfilled your biggest dream, then we need to
find you a new one. No one can go through life without a dream. We need a
purpose - a goal. Something to work for."

"I know," I said, and I kissed the side of his neck. "And guess what?"

"What?"

"I already found a new dream."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, it's not really a new dream, per say, it's just something
I'd never allowed myself to think too much about before? but now that we're
together? now that you're mine? I think it's okay to let me think about
it."

"What is it?" he asked softly. "You wanna tell me about it?"

I nodded.

I took a deep breath, and just let it out.

"I want to marry you." Danny's hands stilled in my hair, and I could feel
his breath catch in his chest. "Relax, baby, I'm not proposing. I'm just
saying? one day? I want to marry you. When the time is right - when we both
graduate from college, get settled in our jobs, and have a house and all
that - I want us to get married and have babies." Danny giggled, letting go
of the breath he'd been holding, and I looked up into his beautiful smiling
face. "I love you, Daniel Morrison, and nothing will make me happier than
spending the rest of my life with you."

Danny smiled and brought a soft hand to my face. "I want that too. I love
you, Jacob Moss, and it would be my honor to be your husband."

Looking into the deep blue ocean that was Danny's eyes, I knew he meant
every word, and I raised myself onto my hands and kissed him hard.

Danny then wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me more passionately
than ever. He tightened his legs' grip on my waist and pushed my once again
rock hard penis deeper inside him.

"Baby, are you sure you want to go again?" I asked. I wanted nothing more
than to make love to him again, but he had to be sore, and I would never
want to hurt him. From now on, Danny would always come first for me.

"Yes," Danny simply said and kissed me again. "We're on our honeymoon,
babe. We have to do it as many times as we possibly can." His smile was
bright and beautiful, and it reaffirmed what I already knew: my Danny was
perfect.

"I fucking love you Danny," I said and pushed him down against the bed as I
started thrusting into him again.

"I love you too, Jake" he managed to say, before a moan ripped out of his
throat as I hit his prostate, and I couldn't help but think? this was
heaven.



The End.