Date: Sun, 14 Feb 1999 22:48:24 PST
From: Jon H <elffiendx@hotmail.com>
Subject: Loving Devin

     Disclaimer: Must be 18 years or older. If you aren't and you got
this far, then I'm sure nothings gonna stop ya from continuing.. {that's
such a stupid thing...I think most of the authors aren't even 18} If you
don't like boy boy sex or boy boy love, this ain't fer ye so go do me a
favor and see a psychologist or something... Any comments or suggestions
send to elffiendx@hotmail.com. Here's the part everyone's been waiting
for... SEX SEX SEX AND MORE SEX !!!!!!!

                              "Loving Devin"

     I'd met Devin when he was 14 years old, we'd detasseled together,
it was our first time for both of us. The first day I saw him, I decided
I was going to get him, and we were gonna be friends. He just didn't
know it yet. Standing at around 5'10, with brown hair, and these blue
eyes you could get lost in, and weighing around 120 lbs, he was very
slender, but he looked absolutely delicious. I made sure I knew what
high school he was going to so that I could look for him when he got
there.  Then a year later I found him.
     It was a few weeks into September, I'd seen him around, but I
wasn't sure, but then I found out he had my 6th period teacher as his
5th hour teacher, so I looked at her seating chart, and finding it was
him, I left a note with my teacher for her to give to him. Quite
naturally, a few days after he got it, we ran into each other in the
halls. Seeing him again I decided he looked as sexy as he was when I
first met him, if not sexier. And the fact that he was more grown out
meant his dick would probably be bigger and more fulfilling in my
desires then it would've been when he was 14. Of course, I'm a virgin,
so what the hell do I know.
     I think at this point I'll go ahead and introduce myself
[especially since I hope to have a story bigger than 5 kb long, so just
bear with me here as I'm probably going to get alot of pointless stuff
in here too]. My name is Jon. Standing at 5'10, with brown eyes and
shortly cropped brown hair, and weighing in at 140 lbs, and being
scrawny looking, I really don't think anyone would look at me twice.
Hell, I'd be the first to say I was the ugliest thing alive, if one were
to ask me. Okay, no more about me, back to the story.
     I ran up to Devin and patted him on the top of his head [you'll
find that I do that alot, I have this thing for people's hair, I just
want to run my hand through their hair and touch it, and not just in one
place either :-) ] He turned around "Hey, how's it going?" he asked me.
"Pretty good," I replied, "haven't seen you around in awhile, how've you
been?" I asked him. "fine" he replied.
     With that, the conversation just came to a complete stop. I wasn't
very good with people, in case you haven't figured out yet. So I just
walked with him, and just before I came to the hallway where I had to
turn down to get to my next class, I stopped him and said, "What are you
doing this weekend?"
    "Nothing, my parents are going out of town with my little brother
and I'm trying to talk them into letting me stay here by myself so that
I don't have to visit my Aunt Thelma" he rolled his eyes when he said
her name, so I figured she was one of those types of aunts that have
glasses and a big bosom and likes to pinch people's cheeks.
     I smiled at the image in my head and said "well, hey, listen, maybe
you'd like to do something this weekend, like, maybe I could stay over
with you to keep you out of trouble and keep you some company as
well..." I finished and let the sentence wander off. I told you I'm a
lousy conversationist.
     "Um, sure, I think that may be what I need to convince my parents"
Devin reached into his notebook and wrote down his phone number and
address. I wrote my number and address on the bottom half of the piece
of paper and handed it to him. "I'll let you know when I get home and
talk to them, okay," he asked, "and just to warn you, they'll probably
want to meet you first." he finished. "Um, okay" I replied and with that
fairly fled down the hallway.
     After school that day I got in my 82' chevy malibu and drove home.
Feeling like jacking off I ran upstairs and laid on my bed, and thinking
about Devin, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my 6" cock. While not
very impressive, I was still pleased with it. Slowly stroking it and
fondling the head, and lightly scratching it with my chewed up
fingernails, I got it to go up to 7 inches. Slowly I started moving the
skin back and forth on it, giving it a hard massage. After about 20
minutes of this, I felt the tingling in my cock that signalled that I
was about to cum.....
     RING. RING. RING. RING.  "Shit!" I shouted, startled as the
phone started ringing. Falling off of the bed and running for the phone
that was in my room by my computer, I grabbed the receiver and slipped
on a piece of paper. "shit!" I shouted pretty much into the phone, "ow,
hello?" I said into the mouthpiece. Hearing laughter on the other end of
the line, I rolled my eyes and started to get a lil angry, since I
didn't think it was that funny. "Sorry, Jon, it's Devin." OH,well, in
that case it was okay. "hi," I said, feeling my anger melting at the
sound of his voice. "Hey, my parents said it would be okay, and I was
right, they want to meet you. Um, is now okay? They decided that they
wanted to leave as soon as possible" he finished.
     "Um, sure, it's fine by me, I wasn't  doing anything important
anyways!" I piped up, and rolled my eyes. A boy getting off is always
important. "Hey, great, see you in about a half hour?" he asked me.
"Sure." with that I hung up the phone, put my cock away, grabbed my car
keys and fairly flew down the stairs. I got to his house about 45
minutes later instead, since I had trouble finding it.
     It was a white house, kind of big, but not huge, with a garage, and
there were 3 cars in the driveway. I pulled up and parked in the street,
and sitting there, I waited, not really quite sure what to do.
Sighing, I got out and hoped his parents wouldn't figure out that this
lil gay boy wanted to screw their son.
     Moving up the cracked sidewalk, I  stepped up onto the porch and
tentatively knocked on the door. "HI!" This 13 year old boy opened the
door, I almost collapsed... He looked like a younger version of Devin.
     "Um, hi" I replied. "I'm Doug, you must be Jon... Devin won't shut
up about you." "huh?" was the first thing out of my mouth when he said
that. "You better shut up you little twirp," Devin's voice came from
somewhere inside.  "Would you like to come inside?" Doug asked, "Of
course he would." a female voice said. Looking up, I saw a blond haired
female with blue eyes, standing about 5'6", looking to be in her late
30's, early 40's, with lines around her face, and she looked quite plump
and motherly. "Hi, I'm Deborah." She said to me, as she opened the
screen door to let me in. "And you're Jon. So, tell me, how'd you and
Devin meet?" she asked.
     "Um, detasseling, about a year ago. I met him again in school this
year, ma'am." I replied, putting as much respectfulness in my tone as
possible. She smiled. As I walked in, I noted that I immediately came in
on the guestroom with the living room to the left, and down a lil
hallway, there was the kitchen, and to the north of the living room was
the dining room. With some stairs just around that that must've led to
the bedrooms, and a basement. I smiled, noting that the house was bigger
on the inside then it looked.
    "Well, Devin's upstairs in his room, just up them stairs and first
room to the left," she replied. I smiled at her and walked up the stairs
quietly. Seeing Devin's door shut I walked in, not even thinking about
it. I stopped right when the door slammed open, and my jaw just dropped
and my dick sprang up...
     Devin was standing in the middle of the room as naked as the day he
was born. His hair was wet, and there were some drops of water left on
his body. My eyes roamed downward, checking out his cute nipples, and I
got turned on as my eyes roamed to the pubic hair that was still matted
to his body from the shower he must've gotten. I looked at his soft dick
that was cut and looked to be about 5 and a half inches long, and fairly
thick too, and then I checked out his cute looking balls.
     "Heelllooo," I said softly, and then turned around and walked out
the door, face flushed. Shutting the door quickly, I looked at the table
that had a bunch angels sitting on it, with a chair right next to it.
Sitting down before I fell, I leaned forward and stuck my head between
my knees.
     "Um, hi," Devin's voice said to me as his door opened up. I looked
up, seeing he was dressed in gym shorts and a plain white shirt, and not
wearing much else. "Um, sorry I barged in on ya like that..." I blurted
out quickly.
     "it's okay," he said, his face turning 200 shades of red. I smiled.
He was so cute. "So, um, I met the mom, she's pretty cool, and the lil
brother is kinda cute..." I said to him, changing the subject, then
realizing what I had just said, "as lil brothers go..." I put in
hurriedly.
     He looked up and smiled at me. "So, um, what do ya wanna do?" he
asked me. I looked in his room and seeing the tv with a N64 hooked up to
it, I said to him "we could play games." "Okay," he grinned, "You ever
wrestle before?"

                        **********************

     20 games of NWO and WCW later, and just as many losses on my side,
I looked over at Devin, noticing that we were closer to each other then
we were earlier. Putting the controller down, I reached up and patted
his head. "Okay, lil boy, you win, for the 20th time tonight." Looking
down at my watch, I noticed that it was 7:30 and that I'd completely
missed judo lessons.
     "Hmm, I gotta go now I think." I said to him softly. He looked up
at me and smiled. "Okay, if ya must.. ya sure ya don't want to play a
few more times?" He asked me, looking in my eyes with those eyes that
were as blue as the ocean.
     I sighed to myself. "Nah, I can't, I'm late getting home, and I'm
sure my parents are wondering where I am at." I replied. "Okay." Getting
up he walked with me downstairs.
     "There you boys are," said his mother, "you missed dinner, we kept
calling up but you didn't come down, there's some left overs in the
frig," she finished. "So, what time are you coming over tomorrow?" she
asked me. "You mean he's STAYING?" Devin squealed, and he started
jumping up and down. Stopping abruptly, he straightened out his shirt
and looking at me he said, "yeah, uh, what time are you coming over
tomorrow?" he asked, deepening his voice.
     "Um, how about right after school tomorrow, I'll give ya a ride
home?" I asked and offered at the same time. "Would ya?" Devin shouted,
"that's great!" he finished quickly, then looked down at his feet.
Shaking my head, I walked out to my car, glad that tomorrow was a Friday
and I'd have him to myself for an entire weekend.

                      **********************

     Elated and excited, I got up out of bed the next morning and
hurriedly drove to school, almost getting myself killed in the process,
and hurrying into the school, I found Devin and told him to meet me at
the south entrance. He quickly agreed, and we both went our separate
ways to class.
     The day was hell for me. First Mr. Ellis was a major bastard and
practically told everybody I had an F in his applied chemistry class.
Then my friend like told me she was pregnant and I was like "that's nice,
who's the bastard this time." I think she wanted to slap me.
     Finally the end of the school day came and I fairly flew out of the
school, and it was like forever before Devin finally came outside.
"Gods, hi." I said to him. He looked at me and smiled. "Last one to your
car has to sleep nude tonight," he whispered to me. I blinked at him,
taken aback as he fairly ran to my car.
     Needless to say I was indeed the last person to my car. Getting in
and unlocking the passenger side of the car, I started it up and fairly
peeled out of the parking lot, almost hitting another car.
     As we got to his house, I made Devin help me carry my stuff in,
which was like some spare clothes, a couple of blankets and a pillow. As
we walked inside, his mother greeted us, and told us that there was pop
in the kitchen, and leftovers as well. I smiled to myself, glad that I'd
gotten paid and had over two hundred dollars in my pocket at that
moment.
     At about 5:00 that night, Devin's mother and his little brother
left and headed for the Airport. Devin and I pretty much just sat in his
room and played wrestling. About the 5th game I noted that we were
getting closer and closer to each other.
     I started to get hard, and try as I might, I couldn't get Willie
down. After a little while, I gave up on the game and looked at Devin's
face. He turned towards me and looked in my eyes. I stared in those deep
pools forever, and it seemed like time had stopped. Devin was a god, and
I was enthralled and at his mercy, I decided later on.
     A few more minutes later, we both started to lean towards each
other, and not really knowing what was happening, we kissed. It felt
like lightning had just shot through my body as our lips met. I felt the
pink fuzz on his upper lip rubbing against mine, kind of tickling me.
     "Devin...I..." I stopped as Devin put his finger against my lips,
silencing me. "SSSHHHHH" he whispered, then moving his finger, he put
his lips back against mine.


                         "Lovin Devin Part II"

    I whimpered quietly as he did so, and feeling his tongue probing
towards my mouth, opened it for him. It was so delicious and hot, having
this boys tongue in my mouth, that I probably would have died right
there, had I not decided that there was more to him that I wanted before
I did die.
     Sitting there for about 5 minutes, I pulled away to surface for air
and regain my composure, and then moving my head back down to go for his
lips, I went around his lips and went straight for his neck, kissing it,
and then pulling him up so we were both on our knees, I moved forward
again and started kissing him, making it a point to put MY tongue in his
mouth.
     Slowly I started to unbutton his shirt, marveling at his cute,
hairless boy chest, where the muscles were starting to develop. Running
my hand over his nipples lightly, I marveled at how amazing they felt in
my hands, and the warmth emenating from his body assured me that he was
in heat. That and the tent in his britches.
     I finally pulled his shirt off of him, and let my hands roam over
his back, and then put one on his belly, probing for his cute belly
button. I love belly buttons too, they're just wonderful lil things for
a guy to play with. He moaned a lil when I started playing with his
belly button.
     Pulling at my shirt, Devin tried to rip it off of my body, and not
succeeding, he pulled out of the kiss, and tried again. And with a lil
help from me, we got my shirt off. Needless to say, we were just a bit
frantic {and horny} so it took a lil while...
     Finally getting my shirt off, we went back to kissing, and getting
our tonsils cleaned out by each other. I think he had hamburget pizza
for lunch that day. With our hands roaming over each others upper
bodies, I decided that I couldn't wait anymore, and started fumbling
with his pant buttons. I swear to the gods this day, that the designers
deliberately make it hard for people to get pant buttons undone when
trying to get ahold of what's on the inside.
     After about 3 minutes of fumbling with his pant buttons, I finally
got it undone and pulled his pants down to his knees, and looking at the
huge tent in his cute lil boxers, I decided that he was bigger then I
first thought he was.
     Devin pulled my head up and made me look at him. "It's not much,
but I though..." he started to say, then looked down at the tent in his
boxers. It took me a few minutes, but then I realized that he didn't
think his wonderful dick was very big.
     "Oh, honey, it's beautiful, I love it," I said, all mopey eyed and
frantic to make this beautiful boy happy and more sure of himself. I
also decided that my Devin was a twink, and he was my twink.
     Devin looked up when I said that, and said "You really think so???"
he asked me. "Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a dick up my ass
tonight." I sang to him quietly. He smiled when I did that, and it was
like the Gods were here on earth with me. He was so damn beautiful I
would have cried... Uh-hmm, If I wasn't so manly, that is {puffs up
chest slightly}.
     I leaned down, and pulling the tip of his dick out of his boxers,
kissed the head of it very lightly, and licked the leaky faucet a little
bit too. He screamed a lil bit, and made this high pitched whimpering
sound that was absolutely orgasmic and mind blowing at the same time...
     I shuddered, loving the sound of it, and slowly started to lick the
head of his cock, loving the salty taste, and the smell of his nether
regions. I think I could have creamed my britches just from the mind
shattering smell of it all.
     Licking his fishing rod, I moved down, going to his fleshy, lightly
haired sac. I love a boys sac, so soft, and comforting. It feels good in
my hand. Licking his sac, and then sucking in one of his balls, I tried
to give him a hickey on his sac, to leave my wizards mark.
     He grunted, and shoved his hips into my face. I let go of his sac
and went back to his rod, licking it like a lollipop. Getting bored with
that, I decided to floor him. Putting his dick in my mouth, I started
bobbing on it. It was amazing, for both of us. I loved every minute of
it. He kept whimpering and writhing on the floor, in ecstasy and pain.
And on the 8th bob, God came.
     Without warning, he grabbed the back of my neck and tried to lunge
down my throat. The head of his dick swelled up in my mouth, and I
started swallowing hard, trying to vacuum it down. He started creaming,
and I swear I could taste bananas in the cum. It wasn't that bad either,
kind of salty and bland at the same time. I wasn't sure if I'd do it
again.
     Pulling off of his softening dick, I reached behind his knees and
pulled him onto his back, and then proceeded to take the rest of his
clothes off. Standing, I picked him up and carried him to his bed, and
setting him on it, I proceeded to take my clothes off.
     When that was done, I got into bed with him. "That was, um..."
Devin stopped, uncertain of what words to use. "Mind blowing?
Orgasmically out of this universe?" I asked apprehensively. "I don't
think those are the words I'd use, " he replied softly. I looked down at
my feet, not sure whether to cry or not. He reached up and grabbed my
head between his hands, and making me look at him, he said "Honey, it
ROCKED... MY... WORLD!!!" he finished, trying to put as much feeling and
love into his emphasized words as possible.
    Smiling at me, Devin moved his hands down and started stroking my
leaky faucet. I groaned at his touch, never having been touched down
there by another boy before. His touch was light and soft. It felt good.
He slowly started to stroke it, massaging the pre-cum into my dick, and
then he moved his hand to my balls, and playing with my balls, he moved
his head down into my lap, he tentatively stuck his tongue out and
lightly touched it to my dick.
     "What are we waiting for? There's no holding back, cause with you
I've got nothing to hide," I sung the words from Poco Legacy to him
softly. Apparently agreeing with me, Devin went in for the kill, letting
his tongue caress my dick, spreading the precum over the head and top
upper part of the circumcision scar on my cock.
     I moaned, the heat from his mouth driving me nuts, the caressing
tongue being a new feeling on my cock. It was amazing and I didn't want
it to end. I wanted him to keep going. But it eventually had to end, and
as his speeding head kept bobbing up and down on my cock, I lost it and
started creaming into his mouth. He kept milking my cock, getting the
last of the jizz, and when it was apparent he'd gotten as much as he
could, he moved up and put his mouth to mine, kissing me and sharing my
seed with me.
     "I love you" he whispered to me.
     "I love you more" I whispered back.
     Smiling at each other, we laid back in his huge bed, and curling
together in a spoon like position, my cock between his crack, we fell
asleep.

			   *********************

     When I woke up, my head was right up against Devin's face, and
deciding not to wake him, I kept still, lightly playing with his
nipples. With my hardon between his cheeks, I lightly humped him.
"Good evening, oh horny one." he said groggily. Looking out the window,
I saw that it was indeed dark out. "I'm hungry, what'cha want for
dinner?" he asked me. Grinning, I pushed into his crack with my cock.
Squeezing in reply, he said "not yet, maybe later" teasingly.
     "How about pizza?" I asked him, leaning over and kissing his neck
softly. "okay," he mumbled back softly. Caressing his back and butt
cheeks, I slowly got out of bed, and finding some shorts to put on, I
walked downstairs and ordered some. The valley girl on the other end of
the phone said it'd be about 45 minutes to an hour.
     Turning on the tv, I went and laid down on the couch. Dozing off, I
awoke to Devin kissing me. What a way to wake up. "Hmm, I love it when
you do that to me, " I said to him, grabbing his plunger in my hand.
Stroking it a little bit, I pulled him up and stuck my head between his
legs, and putting his cock in my head, I caressed that ridge between the
head and the lower part of the cock.
     Moaning, he grabbed my head and started face fucking me. When I got
his entire cock into my mouth, I started swallowing. He whimpered, and
jerked his hips a little. Grinning with his cock in my mouth, I started
humming.
     After about two minutes of that, he jerked his hips and started
cumming. Swallowing as much of him as I could get, I started laughing.
"No fair," he said to me, "You play dirty." he finished. "You know you
loved it" I whispered, smirking at him. Leaning forward, he was about to
kiss me, when the doorbell rang.
     "Pizza boy's here," I whispered to him. He looked down at his naked
form, and started walking towards the door. Gaping at him, I grabbed him
from behind and planting him firmly on the living room couch with about
4 blankets covering him, grabbed my wallet and went and got the door.
     The pizza boy looked to be about 16 years old, with fine blond hair
and these amazing green eyes. "Hi, that'll be about...." his voice came
to a halt, and noticing his eyes getting wide, I turned around to see a
naked Devin looking at me with a smirk on his face.
     Smiling at Devin I turned around and pulled the pizza boy inside,
leading this handsome boy into the dining room, I started stripping him.
With me getting his shirt, and Devin working on his lower anatomy, we
quickly got him stripped.

We'll, I'm getting slightly distracted so we'll have to leave this here.
Stay tuned for more of Loving Devin.


                       "Loving Devin Part III"

     I stared at this green eyed, blond haired pizza boy that Devin and
I were stripping. The name tag on his shirt said "Barry". I liked the
name, it sounded good. He had no hair on his chest, and with a flat
stomach and these cute little nipples on his chest, I decided that he
was to die for, but I was firmly in love with Devin.
     Staring at Devin, noticing the lust in his blue eyes, I got a
little bit horny. Noticing me staring at him, Devin looked at me, and
grinned like a little kid that has a new toy. But he must have seen the
look on my face, the reluctance, and the love.
     I got up and went into the kitchen, not being able to look at Devin
anymore, and not really feeling hungry for the cream anymore. Devin
followed me in there and lightly started to rub my back.
     "Jon, what are you thinking?" he asked me very quietly. "I am
thinking I am in love with you, and not really sure I want to have an
affair with another boy, when you are all I wanted." I replied, deciding
to be honest with Devin from the beginning.
     Something in me had changed. I didn't want Devin just to have sex
with him. I wanted him for his mind, for his humor, and I didn't want to
share with anyone else. I wanted him, and he was MINE. "I'm sorry, Jon,
I wasn't thinking. I should have stayed on the couch where you put me,"
Devin sighed, then asked, "Now what do we do with that boy on the living
room couch?" he asked me.
     I grinned, not really wanting to get rid of this blond boy either.
The twisted part of me wanted to have fun, the horny part of me wanted
sex, and the romantic part of me wanted love. "Well," I said to him
tentatively, "we could set him up with your little brother." I said to
him quietly, then turned to look at his face.
     The look on his face was all I had wanted. With his mouth open, and
his eyes looking at me in shock, he slowly nodded his head, as if
wanting to speak. I leaned forward and stuck my tongue in his mouth,
trying to get it down his throat, the feel of my tongue in his hot,
moist mouth was mind blowing, and he was so soft, I wanted to cry, while
holding on to him, and not letting go.
     He pulled off, and looking at me said "okay, let's set them up. But
can we at least have sex with him first?" he asked me, pumping his cock
into my leg. I looked down at it, noting the veins, and the soft curve.
It was perfect, and it was all mine. Sighing, I latched my hand onto his
cock and led him out to the living room, where the blond boy was sitting
on the couch.
     Back in his clothes, and looking more composed, he was looking at
the tv, not really wanting to look at us, I noted. Deciding to get right
to the point, I walked forward and put Devin on one side of this boy,
and then sat on the other side of him. With my knees up to my chest, and
my back up against the arm of the couch, I sat there and stared at him.
     With the slight curve of his neck, the soft white skin, the soft,
silky blond hair, and those beautiful green eyes, I was surprised to
feel that he must have been a virgin, when any boy or girl  would have
probably died to get ahold of him.
     "Um, Barry, what are you doing this weekend?" I asked him, deciding
to be as direct with him as I was with Devin. "Nothing, why do you ask?"
he asked me a little apprehensively, still avoiding eye contact with me.
"Because, I have decided to hook you up with Devin's little brother, and
you two are going to have lots of sex, love, and heartrending emotions
for each other," I finished.
     Devin looked at me, looking startled again, but this time I think
it was at the firmness in my voice. I grinned at him, and then reaching
forward with my hand, deciding to have a little fun with this boy after
all. Sliding my hand across the front of his jeans, I slowly started to
caresss the bulge in his pants, and then sliding down to my knees onto
the floor, undid his jeans and pulled them down and off of him.
     Looking at his cut penis, I started stroking it, running one hand
over the shaft, and the other across his chest. Devin grinned at me, and
slowly leaned forward and started running his hand over Barry's chest,
playing with his nipples, then straddling the boys legs, slowly guided
the boys mouth to his hardening cock.
     Leaning forward, I put Barry's cock into my mouth, and then reached
up and put a finger up Devin's rear end, playing with it, and stuck a
finger on the other hand up Barry's rear end. I decided that my dick
would be the first one up both of these boys asses, and that they could
starting calling me Pimp Daddy Jon.
     Sliding down on Barry's cock, I licked and sucked and nibbled,
playing with his dick and butt and Devin's at the same time. He moaned
after a few minutes of this and started cumming, and feeling Devin's
rectum squeezing my finger, I noted the cum spilling out of Barry's
mouth and onto his cheek at the same time.
     Getting all of the milk out of Barry as I could, I pulled off and
looked at him. He looked at me, and then looked at Devin as well. "I
have to go," he whispered to us both softly, "I have more pizza's to
deliver, but can I come over tomorrow?" he asked us.
     Devin and I both nodded our heads at the same time, apparently we
agreed that we wanted more of him before giving him to Devin's little
brother as a birthday present. Of course, I would have that boy's ass
first too.
     Barry quickly got dressed and left the house. I turned to Devin,
and leaning forward started to kiss him, and played with his erect
nipples at the same time, He felt so soft as I carressed his skin,
running them over his chest, sliding down his warm, slightly sweat
moistened back, then one hand slid up to the back of his head and
brought it forward, and leaning my head forward at teh same time, I slid
my tongue down his throat, into that deep, teeth filled, moist cavern
filled with his tonsils.
     Leaning forward, and pulling him onto my lap, I slowly moved my
hand down his sides, tracing the outline of his rib cage, feeling the
bones on his side, and pressing, feeling his warm skin, then traced down
to the front, playing with his firm stomach, down to his belly button.
     Pushing him backward so that he was on his back with his legs
wrapped around my sides, I leaned forward and starting licking at his
belly button, loving the salty taste, noting the small hairs that
tickled my cheek. I was in heaven, loving it, the closeness, the sound
of his heartbeat, his panting, and the soft, squealing shimpers coming
from his throat.
     I loved him, loved this, this was right, and all those gay hating,
fag bashing bastards could go burn in there religions hell.
     Closing my eyes, I let my head, my mouth, and my tongue go wherever
it pleased, and just enjoyed it. I soon found myself attached to his
nipples, letting my tongue roam over the slight goose bumps on his
nipples, and loving the coarseness, and the taste. Devin was God, and I
was his fervent, fanatic worshipper, and I would die for him.
     Opening my eyes, and pulling off of his nipple, I looked up at him,
into his face, and seeing the amazing glow around him, I couldn't help
but wonder that I had managed to get ahold of this boy, this, this god
that was reincarnated into the body of a boy. Leaning up over his body,
I lightly pressed my lips up against, and started to cry.
     "Why are you crying?" he asked me, opening his eyes and looking at
me. "Because, I have fallen in love with you and it scares me, it's
confusing and I don't know what to do" I whispered, answering his
question. Closing my eyes, I got up, and pulling him up, went and locked
the door, and shutting off the tv, and sticking the uneaten, forgotten
pizza into the refrigerator, led him up the stairs and into his bedroom.
     Lying him down on his back, I crawled into bed next to him,
stripping before getting in with him, and laying my head onto his chest,
listening to his heart beating, I feel asleep, insecure and feeling like
a child that is lost and doesn't know where to go or what to do.

**********************************************************************

     Devin lay there in the dark, listening to Jon breathing in his
sleep, finding the sound comforting, and the warmth of Jon's body. Devin
was feeling just as scared and unsure of himself as Jon was, never
having felt this kind of emotion before in his life.
     Being the eldest sibling in the family, and always confused, he had
always known he was gay, ever since he was little. And the fact that his
little brother was mostly gay, and that Jon had guessed that tonight,
wanting to set Barry and him up, and surprised him.
     He'd never asked his little brother if he was gay, not wanting to
embarrass him, or make him feel insecure. Besides, being a gay 16 year
old without a boyfriend, and always feeling lonely, and trying to keep
the other kids from making fun of him, or beating him up, he had always
had his own problems to worry about, much less his little brothers.
     Devin slowly started to stroke Jon's hair, noting the softness of
this boy', and the warmth. He smiled, loving this boy that tried to be
so tough, when in reality, he was as insecure as Devin himself. But
Devin did know that Jon was as in love with him as he was in love with
Jon.
     Devin closed his eyes again, wondering how Jon was going to set his
little brother and Barry up, and how his little brother was going to
react the fact that He and Jon were gay. Grinning, he fleetingly
wondered what it would be like to have sex with his little brother,
since he figured that that was what Jon had in mind, since the older boy
seemed a little bit more possessive and controlling.
     Devin closed his eyes, and started to wonder when he could get Jon
to hurry up and fuck him. He knew it was supposed to hurt at first, but
he didn't care, he wanted to be fucked, it had been what he'd been
waiting for all his life, and now that he had HIS boyfriend, he wasn't
going to let him go. Because he was gonna marry that boy someday.
     Starting to feel secure again in his insecure world, Devin closed
his eyes and started dreaming about what life would be like with Jon in
the future, and what it could be like without him. The dreams scared
him, he rationalized, knowing it was a dream, and he decided that he
would rather die before giving Jon up.
     Finally, his dreams switching to more sex with Jon, and his little
brother, and Barry, Devin calmed down, and his dreams became normal.

**********************************************************************

     Jon opened his eyes, knowing instantly where he was, and feeling
his hand on Devin's hard cock, gently pressed down it, and started to
stroke it. Letting go, he sighed, wondering where life's road was
leading him, and lifting his head, he leaned forward, and gently kissed
Devin.

"I love you, Devin" Jon whispered to him, having to say the words that
came from his heart, and hoping instantly that he didn't wake this
lovely angel that had his heart.

"I love you, too," Devin whispered back, having woken up when Jon had
kissed him. With that, the two boys feel asleep again, secure in each
other's arms and love, knowing that there would be tomorrow to continue
to explore each other's bodies, and to plan how they were going to set
up Barry and Devin's little brother.


			   Loving Devin part IV

     Disclaimer: There is none, no one reads these anyway.
     Copyright by me. NOT to be distributed anywhere else without
Authors' {that'd be me, for you blonds out there :-) } permission.
Have a nice day and enjoy. I'm sorry it took so long to get this part
out, and my only regret is that it isn't up to my usual standards, but
I've been having some problems and I'm trying to work them out. I'll
write about it, and title it "Letting Go". So look for that story soon,
in a Nifty Archive near you. Maybe some of you will be able to help me
sort my thoughts out. Until then, enjoy, and please send some feedback
to me.
     And to David at Nifty Archive, thanks guy, you do a lot for a lot of
people that post stories on the archive, and most people don't realize
what you go through to do this for us. I for one am grateful that we
have someone willing to give his time to give us a place to put these
stories. If your reading this {if he puts this disclaimer out}, I say
send the dude a thank you e-mail, and a lil love.

     I woke up, feeling the ray's of sunlight on my face, and Devin's
hot lithe body right up next to mine. Smiling, I moved my hand up and
stroked his short blondish brown hair. He was warm. I decided right then
that I didn't know how anyone could live with having no one next to
them, skin on skin, and not freeze to death.
     I felt Devin stir as I caressed his sensationally soft skin. I
tilted my head forward and gently kissed his ear, noting the softness
and the smooth feeling. It was probably the next best thing to kissing.
     "Morning," he whispered softly. "Morning," smiling, I gently
touched his face with my hand, "your right, it is morning, and I hope I
can wake up like this everyday, with you by me." I whispered softly,
while feeling tears well up in my eyes. I couldn't believe I was getting
all teary-eyed over a boy. I wasn't usually this soft-hearted. I usually
never let anyone see me cry either. But something in him made me want to
let him see me in all my glory, and all my death as well.
     Deving sighed softly, then gently leaned forward and kissed the
tears off of my face. "Don't cry baby, it's okay, I'll always be here
for you, I promise," he said consoling me. Sniffling, I managed to
conjure up a smile to reassure him, while wiping the tears away from my
face.
     Leaning forward I kissed him again, only gently pushing against his
lips with my tongue to get him. It was so weird, feeling the roof of his
mouth, and his teeth with my tongue. Devin responded, only catching my
lower lip with his mouth and sucking. I gasped, as much as I could,
considering we were fencing with our tongues. When he sucked on my lower
lip it was amazing, the next best thing, I decided, to actually french
kissing someone.
     I shoved myself up, and pinned him against the bed, while getting
his long legs up on my shoulder, and gently putting a finger in my
mouth, I wettened it, then gently prodded at the entrance to his ass
with it. He moaned, half in pain, half in something else. Pleasure? My
mind questioned. Slowly pushing and prodding with that finger, I started
loosening him up, then slickened up another finger and put that inside
of him too.
     When I decided that it was time, I spit in my hand, and started
slicking up my hard cock. My dick was so hard it hurt. Leaning forward,
I gently pushed it into the entrance to his boypussy, trying not to hurt
him but trying to get in at the same time. I decided that boy wonder
here was just to tight and pushed harder, this time penetrating the
outer ring.
     He gasped, and I moaned. It was tight down there, almost as tight
as one of them japanese finger trap things, like the one they have on
the movie called the Adam's Family. I can't remember if it's the 1st or
the 2nd one. Boy, those things are tight, once they hook on, they hook
on. Well, Devin was as tight as one of those, because once I was in, he
hooked on.
     Squirming in pain, Devin started to say something, but I leaned
forward and kissed him, stopping whatever it was he was trying to say,
and also trying to take what I was doing to his ass off of his mind. It
worked, because he immediately settled down.
     Pushing forward, I started to fuck Devin slowly, pushing in and
out, while wriggling my hips. Devin gasped in pleasure, and I grinned. I
decided that I'd get him to fuck me as soon as I decided that I was
drink enough to bear the pain, which would probably be never considering
that I don't drink, since I think it's like stupid and stuff.
     I pushed forward, and pulled out again, and again, and again. Going
faster, pushing, like on the accelator of your car, trying to go faster
and faster. He moaned, the engine revved up, and I pushed harder, trying
to go through his ass and into his stomach. Pushing more, and then
pulling out, letting off the accelator. Easing up, I shoved my foot on
the accelator again, shoving my dick in hard.
     Devin screamed, and I cried out, letting the engine explode into
the gas tank, sperm going everywhere, in his ass, out his ass,
everywhere. Collapsing on top of Devin, I whispered "amazing", into his
ear.
     Falling asleep again, I gently curled up around Devin, pulling him
to me. My last coherent thought as I feel asleep was that I was going to
pay for it when I woke up again.


To Be Continued????