Date: Thu, 12 Aug 1999 20:13:32 -0700
From: MM <rd3b@traveller.com>
Subject: Rising Affairs 5

RisingAffairs5

Chapter 5
The Real Deal

	The movement of the car down the road to uninhabited areas had both
boys considering what came next. It was a certainty in both of their minds
that they were about to embark down a new road, and they were glad to be on
it together. They were driving on a road and toward a destination that
neither of them had envisioned when they had their chance meeting that
morning. The intensity of the moment and the silence made them both
nervous.
	"You do that really good," Billy said. "I could have an accident if
you aren't careful."
	"You want me to stop?" Craig said.
	"Hell no. Don't stop. We're going some place where I can take my
pants off, right? They'll dry out if I lose it before we get there."
	Craig remembered his friend's farm with the big pond down toward
the river. They'd gone swimming there a few times when Craig was
younger. It was very quiet and private and that seemed the proper
combination. He carried a blanket after parking up under the trees and out
of sight of the house. Billy trailed along and didn't ask any
questions. The blanket was spread under a large oak tree right beside the
pond. Cattle strolled along the fence just on the other side of the pond.
	Craig sprawled out on the blanket as Billy looked at him and the
pond and the cows. He looked back at Craig and kneeled on the edge of the
blanket out of reach.
	"This is it? Where you wanted to go?"
	Craig didn't answer him but reached into his pocket for the
ten-dollar bill. He held it out toward Billy. There was a curious look on
his face as he checked out the hand and the ten dollars.
	"What's this for? It's gas money."
	"You. I want whatever you'll give me. I've been thinking about it
ever since we were with Richard on that bed. I want to do it all the way
with you," Craig said, sure of himself.
	"You sure you know what you're doing? Don't start something you
can't finish."
	"Not really, but I've wanted to tell you that's what I wanted all
day, since that day. That's what I wanted then, when you were all snuggled
up next to me, and it's what I want now. I know you're horny. You've been
telling me all day. If that isn't enough I'll give you more when I get some
money. I just want to do it again until you've had enough and go home
happy. I want you to go home happy, Billy. I want you to go home knowing I
did it for you."
	"Lord, Craig. I've got to get home sometime tonight. What if we
settle for you putting a smile on my face," Billy kidded. "Besides, my old
man will skin me if I'm five minutes late. I'm not on good terms with him,
but if you want the real deal, I'll stay with you until you've had
enough. That will be enough for me."
	Craig moved his hand to the front of Billy's pants. He grasped the
half-hard bulge that ran down his leg, squeezing it. Billy looked at
Craig's face and unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to one side. He
unfastened his pants and sat on the blanket to take them off. In little
more than a minute he was naked. Craig stripped, wanting to have his naked
body touching Billy's.
	At first Craig moved his body down Billy's body until he was
watching his own hand working up and down on the rising erection.  He held
it straight up so he could see all of it as it filled. He skinned it back
until the head stood pink and full above it. He felt Billy's balls and
wrapped his legs around Billy's leg. He held his hips above Billy's knee,
sliding his cock up the entire length of his smooth thigh. Craig bit his
lip, thinking he would lose it right then.
	Billy was on his back with his hands behind his head watching Craig
admire him. He always liked it when someone was admiring his cock. He
lifted up when Craig's hand started to move under his waist. He watched him
smearing the sticky substance all over his throbbing dick head with his
fingers.
	Craig seemed mesmerized by the substance and leaned his face next
to Billy's cock. A long clear band of liquid hung in the air connecting the
well-shaped lips to the slit of the uncut dick. Then the lips went down
over the head, continuing to smear the sticky stuff around. Billy closed
his eyes as he swooned from the feelings Craig attention had running
through him. He wanted to kiss him while the love candy was still covering
his lips.
	"You better ease off a little, Craig," Billy said softly, "I'm so
horny I could lose it any second. I'll nut if you keep doing that," Billy
added, as Craig worked the skin up over the tip filling the foreskin with
liquid.
	"I thought you could hold it for as long as you want," Craig said,
excited by the desperation in Billy's voice. "I like playing with it this
way. Ten dollars should give me more time," Craig said.
	"I can. I mean, usually I can. I don't know what's wrong with me
today. Every time you touch me I start getting hot. You get me all worked
up or something. The last couple of times I got close and then we
stopped. It's not going to stop this time. I can feel how close I am."
	"If you shoot now can we stay until you shoot again?"
	"I usually need to concentrate to stay hard when some one is
fooling with it. A good blowjob will always get me worked up after a few
minutes, but you must have good hands or something. Every time you get on
it I want to just go ahead and shoot."
	"You want I should stop," Craig said.
	"No, don't stop now. I mean lighten up a couple of minutes. You
could blow me then if you want to do that. It's the best thing for me. I'll
warn you when I'm going to shoot this if you don't want it."
	"I don't care if you warn me or not. I want to do it the way you
like it. I want to finish it if I can. I want to know what it's like to
finish with you. It makes me hot thinking about you shooting your load. My
dick has never been this hard. Ever," Craig said. "I want to do it again if
we have time. I want to keep doing it."
	"Let me see your dick," Billy said.
	Craig swung around so that his legs were near Billy's head and his
face was near Billy's cock. He jumped when Billy's hand took hold of his
cock. As Billy squeezed Craig felt the heat running from Billy's fist all
the way up to his face. He rubbed Billy's cock on his lips and felt faint
from the mutual contact.
	"That fucker is hard as a rock. You got a fat one. I like
that. It's nice. You're lucky it's just good size and not a monster dick
like mine," Billy said, stroking Craig's cock while studying it.
	"You seem to enjoy having the biggest cock," Craig said, leaning
his face on Billy's smooth warm thigh as his lips caressed what he could
reach of the head as he bent it down toward his mouth. "That feels really
nice, Billy. I appreciate you touching me. I know that's not part of the
bargain. You might get me off if you aren't careful. Oh, that feels so
nice."
	It took a minute of magnificent ecstasy for Craig to realize Billy
was jerking him off with healthy strokes. His hips moved his cock up
through Billy's fingers as the rhythm picked up. It was then, just as he
thought this was the best thing that had ever happened to him, he felt the
lips going down, slipping on and over his cock head. He would have had to
look to see what that feeling was a few hours ago, but he knew by the hot
breath and the little nicks from his teeth, Billy's lips had slipped down
over his cock head super heating his body as it surged toward a melt down.
	"Wow, that's so cool," Craig said. "Your turn to be careful,
Billy. I don't know if I can hold it. It usually takes me awhile."
	Billy ran both hands up inside Craig's legs and into the crack of
his ass where he lost track of where he was and what he was doing. His
teeth ran across the head of Craig's cock as he tried to force the entire
length all the way into his throat. It was what he'd seen other boys doing
over at Charlie's, and he wanted this cock as deep as he could get it
inside his reality. He hugged Craig's body close to his which allowed him
to continued to inch his mouth down on him, resisting the urge to gage.
	Craig let his lips slide down onto Billy's shaft. He decided to try
to swallow it, sliding the cock deep into his mouth, but after getting half
of it in, he started to gage. He knew the taste in the back of his mouth
was the same sticky stuff that had so excited his lips when they smeared it
around Billy's cock head. He was forced to back off but enjoyed the fact
his tongue was being coated with fluid as he came back off it. The taste
made him dizzy as he imagined himself swallowing Billy's very essence.
	"Shit Billy, I'm going to cum. You should back off that thing
some. I can't hold it. Oh, man. Oh no, Billeeeeeeee."
	Craig fought to maintain what little control he had. Noticing
Billy's unoccupied cock, he moved his mouth down on it ambitiously as his
body seemed to be floating, down past the gagging response he moved the
cock deeper, deeper than he thought he could as it enraptured him. He was
unaware of anything but the cock and what he was doing to it. The taste and
the feel of it made his mind whirl on clouds of desire.
	He thought about how Billy had gone down on him, refusing to
release him knowing what was coming. He ran his hands up the back of
Billy's legs until they were in Billy's crack. He pulled Billy in close,
holding him as tight as he could. He still tried to get more of Billy's
cock in his mouth, but even the thought of the two being locked together
like that had his body tingling with lustful excitement.
	He felt as though he was on the crest of a wave, flowing, drifting,
rising, but it took him only an instant to realize the wave was inside him
and it dashed against Billy's mouth. He felt the wave crashing down, down,
as he shook, and then it lifted him again. His hips couldn't help but
respond in hard thrusts to the sucking and the feel and the incredible
spasms that ran through him over and over again. He collapsed on his back
exhausted and helpless.
	The brain fog swept over him as he struggled on each breath. He had
to release Billy from the confines of his mouth, but Billy had no intention
of setting him free. Craig looked down to see his brown cock pressed in
between the pink lovely lips. It all but filled the space. As Billy sucked
Craig became faint and his cock seemed more sensitive than it had ever
been. He could see the width of it in decline as he stared at the mouth
while it continued with the sucking, sucking, sucking. Billy's hands rubbed
his ass and dug at his hole. Billy's cock arched in half erect glory for
Craig to admire. It was white with purple veins decorating the shaft. The
skin hung well down past where he knew the tip was.
	In a sudden move Billy muscled himself on top of Craig while
swallowing what was left of his erection. His hand came up on his own cock,
immediately making it stiff by his touch. The tip of the purple head forced
the skin to open so it could appear. Billy's hand became a piston packed
with power, pounding the meat it grasped. Grabbing Craig's head he forced
his cock onto his mouth. At the instant the pounding fist was colliding
with the parting lips, thick gobs of liquid scalded Craig's face. He knew
he must take on this demanding snake, but at the same time wanting to spit
out the venom of love it was spitting. As quickly as he became repulsed by
this thick flowing fluid, he recognized its pungent taste, it was the exact
same taste, times ten, as the sticky stuff he'd gobbled off the tip of
Billy's cock when he first got it near his mouth. It was stronger and able
to give rise to his own bone of contention while Billy fucked his
mouth. This taste was so much more powerful and intoxicating, he needed to
use it for the purpose intended.
	Feeling his own lustfulness down in his balls and groin, he held
Billy's head and shoved hard against his mouth as a new surge of lust took
him over. His hands spread Billy's crack to force him down into his mouth
as he swallowed and sucked and ate the nectar Billy pumped and then leaked
into his throat. Billy's hips were no less angry with Craig's mouth and he
forced his cock deep into his throat. There was no gagging or
resistance. Craig wanted it this way. He needed it this way.
	They both fell silent at the same time, spent. Billy stayed on top
of him and the cocks stayed in place but all work on them ceased. More
white cream ran from Billy's lips as Craig considered the fact he'd cum
twice in just a few minutes. He knew he'd totally lost it the second time,
swallowed by some lustful demon that forced his way out. It suddenly took
him over, forcing him to unload years of pent up frustrations. He found
breathing difficult until Billy rolled off of him onto his back.
	"You okay?" Billy asked, with his rose nipples rising with the
heaving of his chest.
	Craig looked at Billy's soft cock. He could see where the head
imprinted inside the skin. It was all white and mellow looking. Craig
thought Billy had to have one of the best looking cocks anyone ever
had. The powerful plump purple head retreated into the skin, not looking at
all dangerous now. He reached between Billy's legs to skin it back so he
could once again see that most impressive head he was kissing a moment
ago. When he saw it, the head was pink, almost the color of his nipples. It
lacked the impressive size and passionate color that had him craving the
cum it was pumping out. It was still one beautiful cock. He never once
thought a cock could be beautiful before, but he knew this one was.
	"Is it always like that?" Craig asked.
	"I've only let guys do it to me before. I don't know what that is,"
Billy said, feeling Craig's balls.
	"Wonderful. It was like nothing else I've ever done. It was
wonderful," Craig said.
	"I've had guys blowing me for a long time, but I've never blown a
load like that. I guess it was pretty wonderful. I usually watch guys,
wondering what they get out of it. Now I know."
	"I didn't expect you to do that. You didn't have to do that," Craig
said.  "You didn't want me to? I thought you liked it," Billy said.
	"Liked it. Shit! I've been a hand jammer since I was twelve. I knew
when I saw you that day, I wanted to... you know. I never felt that way
before, Billy," Craig said, rolling onto his stomach and propping his chin
on his elbows so he could look at Billy's face. "I never felt that way. I
never though much about guys dicks. Since that day, I can't get yours out
of my brain. Sounds weird, doesn't it?"
	"I don't know if it does or not. What I know is I liked it. What I
know is I liked it enough to want to do it again. With you that is. Later
that is."
	"I'll have to get a job so I can afford you. I don't know what it
costs for what we just did, but I'd give whatever you say. Nothing ever
made me feel like that. Nothing."
	Both boys wanted to touch the other even after erections were
lost. They discovered new textures along with new feelings. Both of them
enjoyed touching and Billy was amazed that he wanted to give as good as he
got. He'd always been an observer while other boys touched him and some
even satisfied his needs. He knew he was ready to do more and he wanted to
do it with Craig. He wanted to think it was just business because Craig
gave him some money to fool around with him, but he knew by the way he
felt, it no longer had anything to do with money.  At first he let Craig do
things to him because that's the way it was always done, but he couldn't
resist his urge to satisfy Craig. He'd had that urge for a long time. He'd
pumped cum into the mouths of a dozen guys and not one of them dripped a
drop into his mouth. For the first time he needed to find out what it was
like and what all those guys had experienced at the instant they had gotten
him off. He was a little scared of what it meant but he was also glad he
was there with Craig.
	"Do you like me?" Billy asked, not sure what he was looking for.
	"Do I like you? How could I not like you? I just sucked you off,"
Craig said. "Yes, I like you, Billy. You make me feel... feel...."
	"I sucked you off," Billy said. "We sucked each other off."
	Craig didn't always understand much about other people. He sure
didn't understand how he'd ended up at a friend's grandfather's farm
sucking the dick of his best friend's brother's best friend. He didn't care
much how he got there. He was glad he was there.
	"You saying you like me? Craig asked.
	"Is that what I said? You said, how could you not like me, you just
sucked me off, and I said...."
	"I know what you said. I heard what you said. Are you saying you
like me too?"
	"If you like me I'm saying I like you too. Do you? Like me, I
mean?" Billy said.
	"Can I see you again. Like this I mean?" Craig asked.
	"Is that all you want. You like the rest and just want my big
dick?"
	"No. Yeah, I want your dick. I want it all the time, but I want to
go out with you. Spend time together. Get to know you. I want to know
everything about you. I want to know what you like and how much. I want we
should be friends."
	"That's what I thought," Billy said.
	"You're making fun of me. This is a game to you. You let a lot of
guys do that to you. I've never done it with anyone," Craig said.
	'Yeah, I've been with other guys, but I've never done that for any
of them. Never even tried. Never even wanted to try. I never thought of
doing that until I met you. I never shot a load of cum like that either. I
never dripped from a guy touched me until today. Hell, I've been dripping
since I got in the car this morning. I was hot just being next to you. I
knew we'd end up here doing this."
	"I didn't know that. How did you know?"
	"I knew we was headed here. Maybe not this field, here, but
somewhere here. We were heading somewhere to do just what we just done from
the minute you came into that bedroom to read that book to me and
Richard. I knew where we was going."
	"Yeah, we were, weren't we. I wonder how that works. A guy spends
sixteen years trying to figure out what the fucks happening, and in one day
he finds out more than he thought anyone could ever know. I never learned
this much in school, Billy."
	"They left this lesson out of school."
	They hugged each other with Craig letting his lips kiss Billy's
face. When Billy didn't turn his head, Craig put his lips where he'd wanted
all along. There was no resistance and Billy let him go where he wanted to
go. He didn't so much as kiss him back as accept the kisses he was
given. Neither of them was too well practiced on the art of passionate
kissing, but they didn't need to be. Just touching one another was the best
it had been for either of them. It doesn't get any better than that. Yet.
Chapter 6 Tree Climb

Writers Realm 1999. All Rights Reserved.

Martin M.  rd3b@traveller.com

Readers:

I understand the need of gay men to flaunt and stick it in societies
collective ear. We are told by this society that we better be like them or
they will make us miserable. It's time we step forward as productive adults
so that the coming generations of gay youth can realize their full
potential, not being held back by a narrow minded society that refuses to
acknowledge diversity and uniqueness are good things. We have let them
enforce their bigoted stereotypes upon us. We've played into their hands by
acting like inconsiderate, disrespectful, and obnoxious beings that don't
care about anyone else.

It's time we spent as much time and energy in showing them we can do it
better than they can. We can encourage and accept the diversity that will
help to create a better world where everyone is truly created equal. We can
overcome the forces in this society that demands we conform to their ideals
simply because there are more of them than there are of us. Plain and
simply, they are wrong and we can show them a better way.

When you think about a larger picture, we are truly an amalgamation of
man. We are everywhere all the time. We are all races, religions, colors,
and professions. If there was ever a chosen people, it is gay men and
lesbian woman. We cross all boundaries man creates to keep us
separated. That is what scares them most of all. That's what we need to be
celebrating, not the fact we can find dresses to fit us so we can look
silly.

We have the most powerful tool and weapon known to man, love, and by God,
we aren't afraid to use it.

Thank you for your comments and for expressing your feelings on this
subject. We are in this together, and we shall live or die together as a
people.


Martin M.