Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2001 19:44:50 -0400
From: W.B. Harrell <wbharrell@hotmail.com>
Subject: Arms of an Angel 10

In The Arms Of An Angel
Chapter 10

Disclaimer:  You know...the usual.

WOW!  I really don't know what to say.  I got like a hundred and fifty
e-mails about last chapter.  It was completely hopeless to read them all,
but I did what I could.  If I didn't get to you, you were WAAAAYYYYY down
the list.  In the next few days, I'll try to get to you.  These are the
people I checked.  If I replied to you and your name is not on here...well.
You know the deal.  Okay...here it is.

P.S. (to Keo and anyone else who was wondering:  My name is Wil (short
for...don't laugh...Wilberfource.)  It's where I got the name for the
brother of Jason.

Thanks to: Adam, Alex, Andrew (from my college...GO DREW DREW!!! Delta Pi
all the way baby!), Anthony, Austin, Bill, Billy, Bob, Brad, Brent, Brian,
Chad, Chris, Christian, Cody, Craig, Curtis, Dale, Darren, Dave, David,
Dennis, Dixie, Donald, Earl, Eric, Frank, Freddy, Gus, Ian, Jase, Jay,
Jayson, Jerry, Jesse, Jim, Joe, John, Johnnie, Jordan, Jorge, Joseph, Josh,
Keith, Kenneth, Keo, Lance, Mark, Matt (P), Matt (R), Mike, Nicky, Paul,
Ryan, Stan, Steve, Terry, Tom, Tim, Toby, Todd, Tom, Tony, Trent, Warren,
Wes, and of course...ZARAH.  Well, she didn't really e-mail me, but I still
love her.  You rock chicky pie.  Even if the Eminem and Justin story was
freakyfied.  I decided to put these names in alphabetical order as they were
in my inbox.  Less work, ya know.  Just click, drag...copy paste...what the
heck.  Who cares?  On to the story!

Chapter 10

	The hot spray of the shower was like...well, I can't think of another term
but aphrodisiac.  I was getting so goddamned horny, it took all I could do
to keep from jerking off.  CHAZ HAD KISSED ME!!!  He had touched me!  We had
proffessed our love for each other.  Then...his mom said that it was shower
time.
	I showered with warp speed, not taking much time to savor the hot water,
but...enough.  I toweled off and wrapped a towel around my waist, grabbed my
bag, and stepped out.  Chaz was staring at the door when it opened.  When he
saw me...well.  His eyes grew like quarters and they settled on my crotch.
I raised an eyebrow and he tried to tear his gaze from me.
	This shit was really turning me on.  He stood up, and...for a moment, I was
sure that he would rip the towel from my waist and make mad, passionate love
to me.  He somehow restrained himself, grabbed his own towel, and went in
the bathroom.  I shrugged and unwrapped my towel and pulled on my boxers and
tee-shirt.  I then got up and went over to his mirror to dry and brush my
hair.
	It's the curse of long hair, it takes forever to dry and if you don't brush
it every night, you face the risk of a very nasty hair day. It's a lesson
learned with time.  Chaz had to have set a new record because I had just
finished brushing my hair when he came out.
	He looked like some sort of primitive greek god.  His boyish muscles tensed
and relaxed, almost unconciouslly.  His flaxen hair was darkened just a tad
by it's dampness.  His body, a mixture of creamy white and blush colored
red, alternated shades constantly.  One patch of blush moved here, another
there.  His rosy nipples were tight little nubs, a mirror color of his lips.
	His slim hips barely supported the suggestively low towel, baring his navel
for the world to see.  A thin strip of blonde traversed downward from his
belly-button and drew the eye...well, you get the idea.  His legs, pictures
of perfection were covered in a heavy dusting of blonde, betraying that he
was becoming more of a man than a boy.
	I memorized every corner, every detail, every hair of his body. I would
remember this forever.  Then, as I drew my eyes up to meet his, the golden
brows arched suggestively and turned around and opened a drawer.  I was
confused...he...well, he messed up my moment.  I think I began to have a
pouty look on my face.  Well, anyway, he pulled out a pair of boxers
and...oh god...he whipped the towel from around his waist!
	I nearly creamed in my boxers as my cock sprang to attention and strained
painfully agains the soft fabric.  The twin snowy globes of his ass was
enough to make any straight man drool, his thighs...well, let's just say
they were built for one thing only.  His Hips were nearly non-existant.  And
to further my forthcoming ejaculation, I think I could make out slight
golden curls dusting the outermost region of his crack.  Then, just as the
glorious sight was exposed, it was gone...covered by the cruel fabric of
Chaz's boxers.
	"Dammit, Chaz, I was beginning to enjoy myself," I whined.
	"Oh...you'll get to enjoy yourself all right," he said suggestively.  He
walked over and pulled me to him in the most interesting way.
	We kissed again, longer, deeper, and with less urgencey, just raw hunger
burning inside each of us.  I pushed one of my hands up his shirt and began
rubbing his tightening nips.  The little buds were so hot under my hands.
Chaz began to moan.  I felt a lone hand slip in the elastic of my boxers.
	His hand, heated with desire was pure torture.  He would move in a broad
semicircle around and inside my pubes, just brushing the source of my desire
for him.
	"Oh...god...Chaz!" I gasped as he tormented me beyond belief.  He began to
nuzzle my neck, licking my earlobe and flicking a daring tounge over my lips
before moving to the other side.  I was lost, I threw my head back and
soaked in the feelings.
	After five minutes of touching and kissing, we fell on the bed and stared
at each other, basking in the glow of our own love.  We lay there for I
don't know how long.  God in heaven, he was beautiful.
	"Chaz, Jason," his mom yelled, "bedtime."
	"I thought she'd never say that," said Chaz huskily.  He got up and turned
his bedside lamp on and his overhead light off.  He then stood before me and
in a slow and erotic manner, he took off his shirt. He let his arms linger
upwards for a small moment, revealing the silky golden hairs that dusted his
armpits.
	He threw the shirt to the floor and stood there for a moment and hooked his
fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pulled them slowly down.  Oh GOD!
  There, nestled in the sweetest-looking patch of blonde pubic hair, sat his
sex.  The flacid tube of it hung, slightly to the right about four inches.
He had low hanging balls that were completely hairless.  I tore my eyes away
from his beatiful boyhood...no, manhood and looked in his eyes.  They were
on fire with passion.
	The blue chips bored into mine and I followed suit.  My cock instantly
hardened as I pulled off my shirt.  The chilly air, though electrified with
tension caused my nipples to harden as well.  Chaz raised a golden brow and
stared at my crotch.  I pulled my boxers down to reveal myself to my
soon-to-be lover.
	His own dick hardened until it was pointing toward the ceiling. He looked
to be about seven or eight inches.  I felt invariably small compared to him.
  I had a sudden urge to cover my measily six and a half inches and worship
him.  He walked over to me and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss.
	Our dicks rubbed against one another, heigtening the already unbearable
sexual tension.  We fell back to the bed and began to make out.  Soon, I
thought I would burst with desire.  I moved my head down to his neck and
began licking his jaw.  I moved down furthur to his nipples, taking each
fiery nub in my mouth with gusto.
	Chaz ran his fingers through my hair and moaned loudly.  He pushed me
lightly to him.  By now my cock was pumping precum all over Chaz's bed.
After I had paid sufficient attention to his nips, I moved down to his
"treasure trail".  I wet the silky blonde hairs and tweaked them as I moved
down his navel to his pubes.
	He smelt so nice.  Fresh, clean, with just a hint of male musk, enough to
drive me wild.  I bypassed his cock (not an easy task) and moved down to his
muscular thighs.  I licked the inside of each muscle bound leg right up to
his balls, before I slipped back down.  Pretty soon, he was trembeling with
want.  He actually wanted me!
	Not being one to refuse, I moved to his balls and took one perfect nut in
my mouth and tossed it on my tounge a bit.  I was extremely careful with my
teeth as I suckled and teased each of his family jewels.  Chaz was moaning
harder and I felt something we tand warm run down my cheek.  It was his
precum.
	I was electrefied by it.  I took it on my finger and licked it. It was like
the nectar of the ancient gods.  I relished it.  Chaz sighed.  The time of
temptation was over, now came the fun part.  Knowing that I couldn't
possibly take his huge member in one gulp, I licked along the length of
Chaz's love pole up to his silky pubes.  My dick was throbbing
uncontrollably.
	I then took his cockhead, savoring the taste of his sweet pre-cum. He
moaned very loudly and tightened his grip on my head.  I slowly took him,
inch by inch until he was all in my mouth.  It took me a while to learn to
breath through my nose, but then...well, if you've never had a cock in your
mouth, you don't know the feeling it gives you.  I had complete control over
my lover.  I could take him to the edge and pull him back, which I did
several times...just barely.
	"Oh God, Jason...Jesus, I love you," he would moan, "oh baby, you make...oh
god...oh man.....uhhh do it!"
	I wanted to make this last, to make it a memory for him as well as me.
This was not cheap sex, this was lovemaking.  After what had to be ten to
fifteen minutes, after an aching jaw, I couldn't control my thirst for his
cum any more.  I buried my nose in his pubes, inhaled him and ran my tounge
along his length.  I think he screamed and grabbed my head.
	"Pull off Jason, I'm...uh...gonna...oh Christ!" he whispered harshly as his
balls contracted.
	But I had no intention of pulling off.  I pulled back a little and felt his
hot boy-jizz fly in my mouth.  It tasted so wonderful.  I swallowed what I
could, but the torrent came on and on.  Eventually, it was running out of my
mouth and all down my chest.
	Chaz layed there, drained of all sexual energy, just staring at me with
those blue eyes that I loved so much.  Those blue eyes that mirrored mine.
His face was laced with concentration, his hair was damp with effort.  I
kissed him, sharing his own cum with him, which he readily took.
	"Yummy," I managed to croak.  He grinned this grin at me that made my cock
stir.  He must have noticed it.  He moved his hand down to it and encircled
my shaft.
	"You don't have too," I said.
	"I want to so much," he whispered and kissed me.
	He moved between my legs and proceeded to tease me as I had teased him.  I
had never knew true torture till now.  He kissed my cock, ran his tounge
along the length of it, then began to lick my balls.  It was very
frustrating.
	Soon, though, he took me in his mouth.  Oh, the feeling of his hot, warm
mouth.  It was heaven.  I couldn't think.  I couldn't talk.  Nothing existed
except me and him.  He sucked, licked, and tasted me.  I know that I was
pumping enough precum in him to choke him (a weird body function of mine),
but somehow he took it all.
	It didn't take very long, he tried to stretch it out, but I couldn't take
it.  Soon, I felt my balls contract and my world began to spin.
	"Oh...God...Chaz," I struggled out, "I'm...oh god..gonna...cummmmmmmm!"
	I began to spurt into his mouth.  I held his silky hair and rode my orgasm
as I spurted.  I don't think he took it all because when he came up to kiss
me his chest was sticky with my cum.  He kissed me and shared my cum with me
as I had done with him.  We layed there, both equally drained of sexual
energy.
	I managed to sneak another kiss and pull the covers over us as we two new
young lovers fell into a blissful sleep in each other's arms...

End Chapter 10

This ends the story from Jason's perspective.  The next ten chapters will be
from Chaz's perspective.  Then the story will...well, pause.  I don't think
that I'll end it for a long time.  A couple of months after the twentieth
chapter, maybe on the anniversary of the first, I will write a sequel.  I
already know how the story will end.  Keep those comments coming in.
wbharrell@hotmail.com