Date: Sat, 31 Oct 1998 16:02:58 PST
From: Lking 4you <lmtdedition@hotmail.com>
Subject: What A Wonderful World - Part 3.
DISCLAIMER:
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The following story is a continuing work of fiction depicting a
consensual sexual relationship between an adult male and a young
male teen. Any similarities between the characters and someone
in real life is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of
18, or do not approve of adult/youth relationships, or the subject
matter is not legal in the area you reside, please do not read any
further. The author welcomes any comments or constructive criticisms.
As usual, flames and bashers will be ignored. Please direct your
comments to: lmtdedition@hotmail.com
Authors Note: When one begins a quest to put down into words the
stories that lie within, they have no idea whether they will be received
in a possitive manner. The responses to Parts 1 and 2, have just been
unbelievable to me. I wish to thank each of you for the encouraging
words, advice and suggestions as to how to make Kevin and Masons love
story live. I would suggest that you read the first parts before
beginning Part 3, as this is an evolution of their story. My apologies
for some delay in continuing. The death of Mathew Shepard and a personal
situation did not make for condusive writing time. I am new at this and
hope to improve. I am very grateful for your support.
"What A Wonderful World" - Part 3
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Part 3
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There is something about the comfort of freshly laundered sheets
fit snugly to the bed, doused with the aroma of the dry, cool Fall air
as it drifts through a window and fills the room. It is amazing how
certain scents are like tracer bullets flashing through your human
memory, resurrecting moments in time long sinced past. In this instant,
the diary of my mind was of a day not unlike this one. I had awakened
in the late morning hours in a small upstairs bedroom of my grandparents
farm house. A century old homstead which had once stood on this very spot.
I was 12 years old once again, smelling and feeling this very same
air, experiencing the serenity and security that room had provided. I lay
there in absolute wonderment, the diminishing tremblors still sporadically
shaking my young pubescent body, like some far off thunder rumblings in a
late summer storm. My young eyes had slowly opened to gaze in awe at the
effusion of seminal ejaculate that had for the first time spewed forth from
my four inch boy penis and had splayed across my fingers onto my hairless
pubic mound. This momentous occasion had signaled my transformation from
boy to man-child and the enveloping security of that four postered bed and
the glow of that moment had, as it does with the rites of passage in all
young boys, been cemented in my memory for all time.
Now as I lay on my side facing Kevin in that same four postered bed,
the enormity of these two parallel moments in time was overwhelming. Only
the gentle gusts of autumnal wind could be heard now, as our eyes lovingly
explored each others faces, memorizing that which each of us gazed upon.
One by one Kevins striking features were tenderly tucked away in my minds
eye. The way his dark brown hair fell across his forehead in rivulets of
curls. The gentle texture of his brow, the fine high cheekbones with their
permanent rose blush of youth. Kevins eyes drew you in past their long
double-thick lashes into an eternal depth, almost opalescent in their pools
of brown, hazel and green. Eyes that were longing and trusting, yearning and
expectant, and the centers like black holes drawing you in, caressing your
soul with the love that they held.
Kevin's slender Roman nose was perfectly proportioned for his face.
It spoke of character and dignity and had he lived in Michaelango's time
would surely have supplanted the face of his magnificent David. Spread
above Kevin's lips was a dusting of velutinous hairs so fine that they only
hinted at his approaching manhood. As we leaned forward and our mouths met,
his soft salient lips pressed against mine, we both shuddered within and
grasped each other tightly, pulling our bodies together, melding into one.
There is a peaceful tranquility two lovers reach when they are holding
each other, caressing and exploring in a synergetic foreplay of arousal.
For a moment time stops, the world shrinks to the space that surrounds you.
Then suddenly without warning, the passion grows and the need to gratify, to
fulfill one another becomes overwhelming. With each passing minute our
bodies began grinding our swollen cocks harder and tighter together. Our
tongues explored the depths of our mouths, duelling for position and savoring
the unique flavor of each other.
"Mason, I love you", Kevin said, lust exploding from his eyes. "I never
ever thought I could ever feel like this", he said pulling me tighter as he
thrust his distended cock into my groin.
"Kevin, I began slowly. "There is something you should know". "I have
not had many lovers, but through the years I have always felt a very deep
emptiness within, even when I was having sex with a partner", the men I
have been with"....my voice faltering...."they, they have always wanted me
inside them. Do you understand what I am saying?" I asked. "Do you know what
being 'a bottom' means?" I asked further.
"That they like having it done to them, like having it inside them",
Kevin offered. "You mean you have never done....I mean...never had anyone
inside you Mason?", he asked. "Wow, I thought you would have done that lots,
I mean ... already", he said, his words catching in his throat, his face
flushing brighter, embarrased at what he had just said.
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean", I said, trying to silently figure
out how I could explain that in this one way I was a 32 year old virgin.
How more than ever in my life, I wanted this wonderful young man, my Kevin
to fulfill the dream, the need I had carried for so long. To feel him enter
me and become one with him. "Some guys, don't want to be.....you know a
bottom" I stammered. "They only want to be the opposite of that, I mean
they want to be a top" I strained to explain. I was looking hard into
Kevin's eyes now, hoping he was understanding my futile attempts to tell
him what I was feeling.
Suddenly his puzzeled and concerned expression, slowly changed to an
ever expanding smile, which evolved instantaneously into a knowing grin and
he pulled me to him with a force I didn't think could exist and kissed
me deeply, then whispering in my ear. "Mason, when you were in me it was
so awesome, I kept thinking how unbelievable it would be to be inside you
too", he said, while his lips nibbled my ear lobe causing my whole body to
tremble. "I want to be in you more than anything" he gushed.
"My god, I love you Kevin" I moaned loudly as he pushed me onto my
back and began kissing my neck and nibbling at the skin beginning a slow
trail across my chest to my swollen pink nipples.
I felt like I was 16 again. Like I did the first time I had ever been
with anyone. The expectant urgency, the overwhelming desire to experiment
and explore with my classmate Craig Sherburg, my own first sexual encounter.
Yet this was so much more! This was Kevin, this was someone who in just
these past two days, had come to mean more to me than life itself, and as
he greedily nipped and sucked my nipples, my body responded like I had not
thought possible. In this instant, I recognized it all so clearly. That the
emptiness I had felt these years, was because I had never felt like one
before with anyone, never been fulfilled, and I knew now....that Kevin wanted
to be in me as much as I needed him there too. I knew that our circle would
be complete and we would have found it together. I was wracked with passion.
Kevins hands were all over me, caressing exploring and innervating every
sense that I had. My head was spinning, my breath was labored, my eyes
closed tightly, sparkles of light dancing wildly around behind the closed lids.
I could feel Kevins tongue as it trailed across my stomach in an ever frenzied
salacious trail downward, ever downward towards my cock. He was ravenous now,
kissing and pulling at my pubic mound, his lips tugging at my hairs, his
breathing deeper and deeper as he savored the musky aroma that flowed from
my groin.
He slid on top of me now, his knees astride my body, his pulsating cock
pressed aginst my chest, his rich thighs cradling my head between them.
Instinctively, our bodies responded to each others needs. My nostrils filled
with the wonderfully pungent aroma of his loins and I began kissing, tonguing
and licking his tender hole, causing him to raise his head, moan loudly and
burry my cock deep inside his sucking throat. The twin globes of his hairless
ball sack were tight against his body, the lithe supple seeds responding to
my oral ministrations. Gutteral moans emanated from our throats, our passion
going beyond restraint now, the urgency within carrying us along in a whirlwind
of sexual frenzy.
"Now, Kevin NOW" I pleaded, my voice seemingly detached from my body crying
out with a desire I had never known. "Lube....here...lube" I moaned extracting
the tube from my nightstand and thrusting it to him.
His mouth never left my swollen cock. I could feel the precum oozing
with each expectant throb of the engorged head. He was below me now, his head
slowly going up and down, his tongue swirling around and around the flaring
ridge of my penis. I could feel the hidden switches being turned on one by
one deep inside my bowels. Each nerve triggering spasms of pleasure as his
hands slid under me grasping the cheeks of my ass, raising me upward as he
tugged a pillow under me then lowered me once again.
Instinctively, I raised my legs as Kevin slid my cock from his mouth.
I gasped deeply as the cool lubricant was tenderly spread around and into
my hole. My anal nerves were on fire, the sensation was so intense my hole
quivered with the tender ministrations of Kevins fingers. I knew not what
to say now, couldn't speak, but only surrender totally to my gentle young
lover. I could feel Kevins hands slowly ascend up my inner thighs, spreading
me further as the tip of his slender hot rod made contact with the inlet of
my ass coming to rest at the slick puckered entrance.
Our eyes met, communicating with unspoken words, the expectant longing
flowing from our faces. The time we both had been born for was at hand and
he smiled softly and pressed forward, the tip of his cock slipping silently
beyond the sphincter. I could feel it pulsing, feel the velvet ridge, feel
the hardness, feel the urgent need to go further. Kevin's eyes were locked
on mine now, intent in their desire to not cause any pain. I felt none at
all, only the overwhelming need to have him buried there fully. I pushed
towards him with my hips and he met them with a slow forward motion of his
own, and the hard slender shaft of Kevins 6 1/2" cock slowly slid lovingly,
painlessly inside, his pubic hairs caressing my balls.
For a moment Kevin rested, his arms extended baring the weight of his
upper body, his head gazing downward past my erect cock to the juncture of
our two groins. He slid his left arm around me lowering his body full upon
mine. His right hand found my cock, his delicate fingers closing around it.
My arms closed around his lower back and our lips found each other, our
mouths admitting each others tongues. Our union was complete!
For a brief moment, we broke our kiss, and paused. I could feel his
cock pulsating within the channel of my bowels. Each pulse matched by the
throbbing of my own cock clutched within his hand. Each time his wonderful
penis throbbed my hole answered back with a pulsation of its own. It was
the most incredible feeling. Kevin's hand released my shaft, and his arms
circled me tightly as he began a slow gentle rocking motion, his breathing
becoming deeper and deeper. My hands found the soft satin flesh of his
ass cheeks. I could feel them contracting with each grinding movement of
his body against mine. Then his rhythm changed.
I could feel the small of his back arch as he began long slow thrusts.
Each time he withdrew, his cock rubbed across the nub of my prostate and I
sighed and groaned deeply. I clutched him closer and began to pump my hips
to meet his. Faster and deeper we thrust, the noises of love filling the
room as our skin slapped together, our moans and sighs became louder and
louder. Our mouths found each other again....passionate kisses...deep
probing tounges, hard thrusts and groans, ever rising, ever growing. The
pace faster and faster. We dared not let go, only hold tight to our goal.
"I,... I... "Oh Kevin", I moaned. "Love... Love you". He groaned,
slamming harder and harder into me with his cock. "Gonna shooooot" he
screamed as his hands dug into my back and he burried his face in my neck.
Deep within me a rush struck me with an electric charge that shook my
whole body igniting every fibre of my being. All at once Kevin's body went
rigid and silent. I felt the swelling within the sleeve of my ass, and then
it hit with a force like none other I had ever known. The convulsions were
explosive, the groans became banshee screams as the hot searing cum spewed
forth, jettising time and time again into me. As his orgasm hit him and
the spasms began, my own seed rocketed upward spraying my juices between our
bodies in wide effusive bands that saturated our souls. We held on to each
other for dear life....held on for love.....held on to ride the wave of
passion that never seemed to cease. Then, as the tide of the rush, slowly
subsided, Kevin collapsed in my arms and we held each other tenderly, the
only movement our heartbeats and the shallow satisfied breathing that told
us both we were still alive.
We lay like that for an hour, not a word being said. I caressed his
wet matted hair, and tenderly kissed his lips. We stroked and petted and
basked in the afterglow, the cool afternoon breezes drying our sweat soaked
bodies. I knew what had happened was special. Something perhaps only few
people can know in a lifetime. And I knew at this moment that for the
second time, something magical and wonderful had happened......only this
time was with my lover....my Kevin, "making love", here in my grandmothers bed.
Just when I had made up my mind there were no words to describe what we
both had just shared, Kevin raised his head, kissed me tenderly on the lips and
pushed himself up on both arms. He grinned so wide you could count all his teeth
and shouted loud enough to scare away all the birds from a tree just outside
the window...."AWESOME"!!!!
"You got that right" I laughed, grabbing him and tickling his sides,
causing him to lurch and pull backward, his softened cock exiting my body
and hanging loosely over his balls, the moisture on it glistening in the
sunlight that streamed through the room. "Havn't seen you soft, since the
that night in the locker room at the club, I grinned.
"Looks like we could use a shower now", he said as he nonchlantly gripped
his penis examining the residue from our sex. "Will you take one with me this
time" he asked, a wicked smile spreading across his face.
"Maybe we should use condoms from now on so that won't happen", I said
pointing at his crotch. "I just didn't think about it in the heat of the
moment", I smiled, pulling myself from the bed and standing in front of him.
"I'm kinda glad we didn't actually", he said. "Besides, you had never done
it before, and neither had I, so I knew we were both safe", he offered. "I will
never be with anyone else now, so do we have to?" he asked.
"No, I guess not", I replied. "As long as you are sure you don't want to
be with anyone else, because Kevin, I would never want you to feel that you
had to be with just me, that should always be your free choice to make", I
explained, wrapping my arms around him once again and holding him close. I could
feel the warm liquid running down my inner thigh, and for the first time realised
the 'end' result of our love making. No pun intended! I turned and gingerly
headed for the bathroom, making every attempt not to flow out onto the carpet.
I stopped, and with a grand sweeping gesture towards the shower I said. "Walk
this way my good man, your shower awaits" and entered the bathroom.
With a racous laugh, he said " I walked that way last night when I moved your
jeep afterwards. But you get used to it after awhile" he offered, continuing to
to laugh as he entered the shower and put his arms around me once again. "Were
you leaking Mason?" he asked. "You dumped quite a load in me too you know", he
chuckled as the warm soothing water cascaded over our bodies.
"Well, I told you it was my first time too, I responded. "Next time we will
have a towel on hand" I said, suddenly feeling Kevins hand surround my cock and
slowly begin squeezing.
"So how was it?" He grinned looking deeply into my eyes for an answer.
"AWESOME"!!! I yelled, as I lifted his feet off the floor and spun us around
in obvious jubilation. "More than I could ever have imagined", but most of all
special because of you", I said. "You know Kevin, we have a lot to talk about,
I continued. "But first things first, lets get this shower taken care of and
then we can talk", I suggested.
Up until now, I had showered with someone else, but being here with Kevin,
well,..... it was a whole different experience. We washed and tousled each others
hair, caressed and gently massaged soap into every nook and cranny of each
others body, and spent the better part of a half hour allowing the warmth of our
wet flesh to just mingle under the refreshing water while our cocks rose to half
staff and returned to flacid softness at least a half dozen times, as we held each
other. What we had found was a secure comfort level with each other, and I
wondered to myself whether he had any idea just how rare that was.
"Come on Kevin", let's get dried off and dressed before we prune up, I
said turning off the water, and grabbing two towels from the shelf. "Can you
believe it is already 2:00 PM" I said, as I dried his back. "Do you think your
mom will be calling before too long?" I asked. "Maybe we should head back into
the city and we can talk at your house. I sure don't want her to get worried",
I offered.
"She won't call today Mason, he responded. "She trusts me and we have an
arrangement so if any plans change we call and record a message on the machine
and the other one can retrieve it so we can stay in touch, he explained. "I was
sort of hoping I could stay with you all weekend now" he said, looking hopefully
in my eyes.
"Wouldn't have it any other way." I answered. "Besides, like I said, we have
a lot to talk about, and this way we can do just that" I reasoned.
Looking at Kevin sitting there on the side of the bed, pulling his shirt
over his lean youthful body, I realized more than ever what a monumental thing
this all was, and just how important this talk was going to be. We walked arm
in arm down the hall from the bedroom and descended the stairs into the great
room. "Why don't you curl up on the sofa next to the fireplace Kevin, and I'll
get us something to drink and we can talk", I said. "What would you like to
drink", I asked.
"Cokes fine with me." He said, as I disappeared into the kitchen. I
returned to find him standing there feeling the wall of the field stone
fireplace and looking at the pictures on the mantel. "Here you go Kevin", I
presented him with a tall glass and said, "Let's sit here for awhile and talk.
"Sounds serious he laughed, teasing me for my formal manner. This is the
kewlest fireplace I have ever seen", he said.
"There's a history behind it if you would like to hear it", I replied.
"Sure", Kevin answered.
"Well, a hundred and twenty years ago, my great great grandfather bought the
land where this house stands", I began. "As a matter of fact he built their house
on this exact spot" I said. "The foundation was made from field stone found
throughout the area. Even the fireplace which they used originally for cooking in
their home" I continued. "The farmstead was passed down to the grandsons thru each
generation, and I even stayed with my grandparents in the house when I was a young
boy, and I really loved it here", I said.
"That's kewl, so what happened to the house Kevin asked?
"There was a fire which completely destroyed the house about 15 years ago" I
answered. "My father didn't want to farm and the house had been vacant for
several years after my grandmother died, and the house was struck by lightning
and burned, leaving only the foundation and fireplace" I explained. "My dad gave
me the land as a present when I graduated from Law School, and I spent many happy
hours out here, planning to build my dream home when I as able financially to do
it", I went on. "I had special memories of this site, so two years ago when I
began construction on this log home, I made arrangements with my contractor to
salvage the stone from the foundation and fireplace and we incorporated that into
this fireplace, so to me a part of my greatgrandfathers dream and my wonderful
memories are always here" I said. "My bedroom upstairs has the same view that
I loved so much when I was a child, and that's the story" I said. "This is my
favorite room in the house because it keeps the memories alive and also keeps
me in touch with my past" I said. "These pictures are of all of my family
going all the way back to my great great grandfather, who built the original
house. You can see him standing on the porch in this picture", I said.
"And you can see the field stone chimney right there", I said, pointed to the
massive chimney at the end of the house.
"I can see why you love it so much Mason. I would give anything to spend
the rest of my life right here with you", he said without realizing the depth
of those words. "This room is so awesome and I can see why it's your favorite,
He said. "I've got a favorite room too" he beamed, pointing upstairs towards
the bedroom with that mischevious gleam in his dark brown eyes, and curling up
next to me on the couch, sliding an arm around me and kissing me softly on
the cheek. "Got a paper and pen ready for me to take notes on our talk?", he
asked teasingly.
"Hehehe, no, I answered back. "But you and I have some serious things to
go over, so listen carefully because the future, our future depends on
everything we decide together today", I explained. "To begin with, I am
falling deeply in love with you Kevin", the words causing him to pull me closer
and eliciting a long tender sigh.
"I love you so much too, Mason". He said, as he gazed deeply into my eyes.
"But the complications of this is tremendous, you must realize." I said,
the seriousness of my tone causing him to pull away slightly and search my
face inquisitively for me to continue. I took both his hands in mine and began
to share with my young love, all the things that my mind had been dealing with
for the last two days. "There's a lot to say, so if there is anything, anything
at all you don't understand or want to talk further about Kevin, please tell me
at anytime" I instructed.
"Got it", he said relaxing more now, and gently squeezing my hands in his
own reasuring way.
"For starters, we both have to realize that I am an adult and you are a
fifteen year old young man", I began. "That in and of itself is enough to
put me in serious jeopardy", I explained. "It is difficult at best for two
gay men to find peace in this world and to have a relationship that they
can share openly with others, but in our case Kevin", it is not only legally
impossible, but I know you would agree with me, there is just no way anyone
would understand and accept you and I being together" I said.
"Now let me say that knowing you as I do already, you are more mature
emotionally and mentally than many older adults, but that doesn't change
the way society views the feelings we share for each other", I continued.
I could feel the nervous moisture in Kevin's hands now, and a trace of
uncertainty and trepidation beginning to spread across his face. "But, I
love you more than anything Kevin, and I don't want to lose you no matter
what", I said doing all I could to ease his growing concern.
"Then you aren't going to tell me that we can't be together?" he asked,
his face showing obvious signs of growing relief.
"The only way that will ever happen, is if it was a decision that you
made for us Kevin", I stated emphatically. "While the feelings we share for
each other are as clear to me as anything I have ever known Kevin, the age
difference between us and my sometimes too disciplined legal mind, tell me
that the terms of our relationship, must be set by you", I explained. "Do
you understand what I am saying?" I asked.
"You're talking about the 'age of consent' Mason, and I know all about
that" he stated matter of factly, my jaw dropping to the degree you could
park a Humvee inside. "I told you when I went to the library to study all
I could about being gay, that it made me look up a bunch of legal things",
he responded. "That is where I read all about that and everything else I
could find", he said. "That's what made me want to be a lawyer Mason,
remember?" he asked.
"So you understand what I am saying then Kevin", I asked incredulously,
my self realization of my own ignorance about this matter causing me to
wonder who was explainaing what to whom here.
"I sure do", he stated with self assurance. "Do you know what the
age of consent is in Indiana?" he asked, as his posture changed from the
one listening to the one instructing.
"I,.... I'm afraid I don't know", I stammered, trying the best I could
to not show that I was completely in the dark about this.
"It's 16!" he replied. "And I'll be 16 next month", he reminded me,
as his face beamed with the obvious signs of victory over my ignorance.
"The laws have changed a lot lately Mason, because of equality of the
sexes and to elminate discrimination about gays", he explained. "I
thought you would know all that being a lawyer", he gushed, not realizing
my brain was trying to comprehend just what he was saying. "And you are
not in what they call a 'position of authority' over me and what I choose
to do is my right to choose", he continued, astonishing me with his legal
knowledge. "Well, technically not until the 17th of October, he grinned,
but that can be our secret Mason", he said, squeezing my hands firmly
showing the convictions of his words.
"How do you know all this?" I said nervously, taking a drink to rid
myself of the cotton which had formed in my moouth, my attention riveted
to his every word.
"I told you, I researched the laws", he said plainly. "It mattered
to me, can't you see that?" he asked. "I've been attracted to older guys
ever since I knew I was gay", he gushed. "I thought I should know all
about it" he offered, his eyes twinkling in a knowing response to the
stupified look on my face. "It's OK for us to be together Mason", he
said. "You really didn't know that" he asked once more?
"I didn't ever stop to think I should know about it Kevin" I said,
explaining to him that I never in my wildest dreams would have thought I
would be in love with a young gay 15 year old and have a need to know the
laws on the matter. 'Round two most definitely to Kevin', I thought to
myself, as the knot at the base of my neck disappeared.
"We can be in love till we die", he said wrapping his arms around me
and kissing me deeply, knowing I now recognized completely what he had
just said. Even though the lawyer in me silently wrote a memo to research
this further on my own. "What else, do we have to talk about", he asked
obviously feeling that the future was now settled.
"How about some fresh air?" I asked. "Let's go for a drive, I think
we could both use some", knowing full well we had scratched off "the
biggie", but had a whole lot more to discuss.
"Can we take the "Alfie Romeo?" he asked. "Can I drive?, he pleaded.
"Ha ha hehehe, I chuckled..."that is 'Alpha Romeo' not 'alfie-romeo', I
explained, trying hard not to be to overly amused at his obvious butchering
of both words. "Most people get it all wrong", I said. That's Romeo as in
Ceser Romero the actor, I offered in an attempt to put it all in context.
"Who's that?!" he asked bemused. "Some old geezer", he quipped jabbing
me in the ribs in an obvious attempt to even the score.
"Hmmmm, my mind raced. "Ever watch the old Batman reruns on 'Nick at
Nite?" I asked. He played the Joker. "Ceser Romero, Alpha Romero", I rolled
the "r's off my tongue in an obvious attempt to illustrate my point.
"Oh yea, I know him", he obliged me. "But can I drive", his one track
mind jerking me back. 'I have some glaringly obvious generation gap issues
to work on', I thought, knowing I had failed totally in this attempt.
"Not until I see a valid driver's license" I quipped, knowing full
well that in 5 weeks, he would be legal for more than just driving, and
we both would both feel a whole lot better. "But we can take it for a
spin anyway, I offered and maybe take a picnic lunch with us and stop
on the far side of the lake, and continue our talk", I said.
"Kinda late for lunch", he laughed pointing out it was approaching
3:30 PM. "How about an early supper?" he suggested in an effort to remove
my embarassment over losing track of time. It was easy to do that in the
presence of such a remarkable young man. Each moment I spent with Kevin,
I was continuosly overwhelmed and more deeply in love.
"Hold on to your ass", I shouted as I speed shifted the gears on the
Red Alpha and raced down the 1/2 mile lane to the gate, our 'early supper'
tucked safely away in the boot. I hadn't done that in years, and as we
slowed down for the turn onto the state road that circled the lake, it
occurred to me I felt like a youngster again. Kevin had a way of doing
that to me. I will be forever grateful I knew.
"I'd rather you held on to my ass, like this morning" he grinned,
placing his hand on mine as I shifted through the gears. "I thought it
would be an automatic, I can't drive a stick" he said moaning, the
dissapointment obvious in his voice.
"I thought you drove an awesome "stick" in me", I said laughing. "If
you can learn to drive this as easily as you did that, then we got nothing
to worry about, I said rubbing his crotch and feeling giddy that I thought
I at least had our duel even for the moment in our ongoing game of
one-upmanship. "Just keep your hand on mine and get the feel of it",
I said placing his hand on mine as I began another shift pattern. "I promise
you I will teach you to drive old "Alfie" here I said.
"I already got the feel of it", he laughed rubbing my crotch and
placing his hand on top of my hand now, as we turned on to the lake road.
'Damn', I thought to myself. His puns are even quicker than mine. I'll
never get even again. But I was totally enamored with his relaxed manner,
the ease with which we communicated on all levels. The security we both
felt, knowing that we were so totally compatable. So totally and deeply
in love!
For the next half hour, we drove, laughed, teased and spent a great
deal of time just gazing into each others knowing eyes, as we cruized around
the lake. We finally spread a blanket under an ancient Oak washed by the
late afternoon sun, the ripples of the water shimmering with diamond points
of light in the warm gentle breeze that caressed the land.
We ate a simple fare of ham sandwiches, some home made bread and butter
pickles my sister had stocked my pantry with, and good old standby potato
chips, all washed down with Mountain Dew. But the meal tasted like a gourmet
feast, as does all food eaten outdoors. Being in each others presence made
it all the more special, and as the red orange sun disappeared beneath the
distant hills, and the water on the lake stilled, we lay there in each others
arms, tenderly kissing and making promises of our love.
"We better get back to the house, before the night chill sets in", I
said. "I don't want either of us catching cold and ruining our weekend,
and here it is seven o'clock and we havn't even begun to talk about everything
else yet", I stated. "Where the hell are you going?" I asked as he strode
off towards a thicket.
"Going to shake a little "dew" off my branch, I drank three cans", he
laughed. "Can't hold it until we get home", he said his stance and strong
yellow stream the obvious explanation for his stroll to the bushes.
'Damn, he's up at least two on me now', I chuckled to myself, then I
sighed deeply at his reference to "home". Indeed, my Kevin. Indeed! From
now, and as long as you want me, when we are there together, this will be
our home.
As we pulled into the driveway, the first golden full "harvest moon"
was rising, so large it dominated the eastern sky. We paused, our arms
around each other, the warmth of our bodies radiating in the chill of the
night air. We gazed at the beauty of this golden globe and turned and
Kevins lips met mine. His nose was cold from the drive home, and as he
pressed it against mine, I felt more at peace with myself and the world
than at anytime in my life.
"We can talk tomorrow, plenty of time" I said. "Besides, nothing is
so important now, that it can't wait", I smiled. "Let's go inside and I'll
build a fire to warm our bones right after I put "Alfie" to bed, I grinned.
"I've got a bone that needs warming too", he yelled and laughingly
disappeared into the house, leaving me standing there holding the car cover
and no help with either the picnic gear or tarp. 'Damn kids' I laughed to
myself, realizing he was up to something unless I missed my guess. He is
definitely up by at least three on me in the pun wars I chuckled, but
who's counting now.
A faint odor of wood smoke wafted into my nose, as I entered the
kitchen. I walked into the great room, the glowing flames told me that
Kevins departure was to start our fire. He knew just what to do,
because I had not opened the damper all summer, yet the smoke rose as it
should and entered the flue. The scene was tranquil, yet Kevin was missing.
A slight movement drew my eyes to the staircase where he appeared standing
there smiling, wearing my terri-cloth robe. From the angle of my view up
his long graceful legs, that was all he was wearing and I suddenly wondered
just how much fire we would enjoy.
"You did a great job with the fire", I said as I met him at the bottom
of the stairs. "I'm really impressed, is there nothing you can't do?" I
asked, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him close feeling an obvious
erection poking against my own growing penis.
"Thanks Mason, but I know anything I don't know you will teach me now",
he said tenderly laying his head on my shoulder. "I love you so much, it
hurts", he whispered.
"Me too you", I managed as my stomach did a flip flop with the inescapable
twinges of love. "Let me change into a robe too and I'll be right back to
join you", I said. "The fire is beautiful and I want to share it with you",
I said as I climbed the stairs. I paused on the landing to look down below.
Kevin lay there on the over stuffed sofa, the flickering firelight caressing
his handsome young face, his twin reflection in the floor to ceiling window
beyond only served to double the love that I felt.
Hurriedly I undressed, smiling to myself at the trail of clothes Kevin
had left from the top of the stairs and down the hall, through the bedroom,
with only his snow white underwear making it to the floor of the bathroom.
How he must have looked rushing to finish the fire and discard his clothes
in time to meet me as I found him just a few moments ago. As my underwear
joined his and I slid into a robe, I paused to gather up his briefs, and
pressed the still moist crotch to my nose, inhaling deeply the rich musky
scent of my young lover. The essence of his maturity, the aroma that was
like no other, unique to my Kevin. To this man-child I loved.
"No music tonight", he asked as I walked down the stairs. "I like
the older songs, too you know" he grinned. "And in case your wondering I
may not know Cesar Romero, but I do know who Louis Armstrong was", he
beamed. "As a matter of fact, Mason, we have more in common than you might
think" he said confidently.
"You continue to amaze me Kevin" I said, as I turned on the music and
lowered the lights. "Do I dare offer you a small glass of brandy", I asked
taking a crystal decanter from the shelf and pausing for his reply.
"Well, Brandy is dandy, but liquor is quicker if you are going to
seduce me" he chortled, raising himself and staring over the back of the
sofa and grinning from ear to ear. "I'd love a taste if you think it is
OK, he said sweetly, laying back down.
"Perhaps just a small one for each of us", I reasoned, don't want
anything to cloud your senses young man" I said, handing him a snifter and
settling down at his side. "You look wonderful to me Kevin and I can't think
of anywhere I would rather be than right here, with you right now", I said
as he sipped the warm elixir. "No matter what the future may bring, I will
always remember this day, as the most wonderful day of my life", I said.
Kevin slowly raised his head and his eyes met mine, pools had formed
and a solitary tear ran down his right cheek. "I love you Mason", was all
he could say, and he wrapped his arms around me, holding on like it was the
last hug we would share. I took the glass from his hand and placed it next
to mine on the hearth, and lay lengthwise beside him, my lips tasting the
residue of brandy and tears as we tenderly kissed and held each other.
Our hands began roaming, pulling at our robes, exposing the erect
cocks and pressing them together, we spoke not a word, our need and desire
for each other guiding and directing us now. We had entered our own inner
world, the one we knew would release the passions from within. He
slowly roated his body and found the tip of my cock, tenderly showering it
with delicate kisses, his tongue sweeping the mellifluous dew from the
satin crown of my engorged man hood, hungrily devouring the essence that
flowed steadily from my urethral canal.
My mouth found his waiting shaft, the rich crimson head turgid,
releasing the luxuriant flow of his own pre-seminal juices. Our fingers
explored our hairless smooth balls, searching and carressing our warm
holes...pressing inward and deeper until the buds of our prostates were
being simultaneously stimulated. There was no delaying the inevitable now.
The memories of the day, the warmth of the fire, the glow from the brandy,
the sweet music playing in our ears, our senses were sharpened by the
passionate climb towards our ultimate need.
The rhythm found us rocking gently, pushing forward and back, greedily
seeking the release for each other. We approaced the zenith together, and
with one final thrust, the spasms began and our seeds spewed forth. His
release was massive and I relished the sweet effusions as they spilled
across my senses. I could feel my own sperm being drawn out in spasmodic
jerks. We held to each other tightly, supporting our passion as it flowed
to one another, and in a fluid motion Kevin withdrew and fell upon me,
swallowing one last time and pulling my face to his smothering our lips in
a final lunging passionate kiss.
We drifted on the enormity of the day, my Kevin and I. We lay there
snugly, our warm bodies securely wrapped around each other, our tired eyelids
flickering as they tried to fight off the inevitable sleep that so tenderly
drew us in. And as had happened before, like a sign from above, the words
of "our" Louis bid us goodnight, "and I say to myself, What A Wonderful World"!
End Part 3.
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