Date: Thu, 07 Dec 2000 19:53:25 -0500
From: Kevin Blah <mysithie@hotmail.com>
Subject: Forever Chapter 5 - For Gay/Young-friends

<sigh>. After a long discussion with myself, I thought about what to do.
Since I'm getting no feedback for My Blue Heaven.. I've decided to.. well,
yanno.. read on, and enjoy. Comments/Complaints/Criticism to
mySithie@hotmail.com

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Forever - Chapter 5.

I awoke the next morning with my arm around Damon. I snuggled closer to him,
and tried to force myself back to sleep. Something was keeping me awake, and
I just didn't know what. I looked over at my lover, and he lay peacefully on
my pillow, with his legs scrunched up because he was cold. I carefully
climbed out of bed, taking special care not to wake my sleeping beauty, and
walked out into my kitchen. I walked to the table, and sat down. I thought.

"Love, what a inevitable thing.. Is it possible to live a life without
love?" my mind wandered.

For the next twenty minutes or so, give or take a good few, I heard a
familiar voice behind me.

"Good morning, Kevin," I turned around to face Damon. Damon stood there,
yawning, with his hair tussled into an odd posistion. No matter how Damon
looked in the morning, or evening, or ANY time, for that matter, he was
always so cute to me. He walked across the floor over to the table and sat
down on me.

"Ooof!" I exclaimed.

Damon turned to face me, and gave me his cutest smile, you know, the one
where his cheeks get the little dimples, and his eyes are as captivating as
the sun. He planted a kiss on my mouth and I wrapped my arms around him to
return the embrace. I closed my eyes and thought about how glad I was to
have such a wonderful lover. Damon got up and wandered to the bathroom, and
I got up, and started the coffee. It was only six in the monring, and I
wanted this to be special. I went back to my room and pulled an old pair of
jeans on, and a long-sleeved shirt. Damon came in, and collapsed on my bed.

"Why do I have to get up sooo early," he whined.

"Because, I have a special surprise for you," I said with a sly smile.
I threw a pair of my jeans on him, which landed on his chest, and then a
black sweater which landed on top. He got up and put one leg into my jeans,
and then the other. God, he looked sexy with just jeans and boxers on. I
wanted him badly right then and there. He pulled the sweater over top of his
head, and then we both proceeded out to my kitchen. I poured two cups of
coffee, one for each of us, then went out my back door onto the landing. I
told him to sit on the bench, which he did. I sat down next to him, and
cuddled into him. I put my right arm around him, and pulled him closer. I
glanced at my watch, and it read '6:49'. "It's almost time," I thought to
myself. We both sat, waiting, Damon having no idea what's going to happen
next.

Then, it happened. The tip of the sun rose, golden with passion, like a
phoenix rising from the ashes. Damon was smiling, and then he realized what
I brought him out here for. I wanted to share the sun rise with him. Sharing
the sun rise with someone has always been a dream of mine. I pulled him
closer, and took a sip of my still warm coffee. I took another sip, then
assessed everything around me. I sat there with my lover, his head on my
shoulder, and me pressed up against him, his warmth radiating from his side.
I looked over, and noticed that he Damon was asleep. I picked him up and
carried him inside, and layed him down on my bed. I layed down next to him,
and drifted off to sleep once again.

** Four Hours Later **

I awoke four hours later and checked to see if Damon was still next to me.
He wasn't. I sat up in bed, and looked across my room to see Damon tapping
away at my computer. I got up and walked over to him, and peered at the
computer screen to see what he was doing. He was reading the Nifty stories,
and from the look of his pants, he was pretty excited. I looked to see what
he was reading, and it was a favorite of mine, 'Y-Boy'. My dad was home now,
so we had to be more careful not to get caught doing something naughty. I
walked out of my room and down the hall, and peeked into my dad's room to
see if he was awake. He was asleep, and snoring. I never liked my dad much,
because he was very anti-gay, and tried to bring me up that way. I was still
in the closet, and I don't know what he would do if he knew I was gay. He
said things often like, "that man's a stupid faggot," and the such. These
were the careless indirect remarks that led me to disliking him. My mom left
when I was three, and I still kept in touch with her. I think that I had
more in common with her than with my own father who I live with.

I walked back down to hall, and into my room. I shut the door behind me, and
locked it. Damon was still reading Nifty, and I walked over to him. I felt
his crotch through the material, and it was a bit wet. He had already begun
to precum, and it was really turning me on. I slipped my other hand down his
pants and boxers, and began to stroke his hard five inches slowly. He
started to moan, and I put my finger to his lips to silence him. I pulled
down his pants and boxers, and put my mouth on his hard dick. He gasped
lightly, and I started to suck him down, letting the tip of his dick touch
the back of my throat every now and then. I played with his balls with one
of my hands, and wanted to try something new with the other. I slid my hand
around to his ass, and slid my index finger into it. It slid in easier than
I expected, and he was moaning louder now than he was before. I felt his
balls tighten in my hand, and then his load squirting into my mouth. I
swallowed all of it down, and then went up and kissed him on the mouth as he
tried to regain his breath. We heard footsteps in the hall, and I whispered
to him,

"You can return the favor later," with a grin.

He gave me his super-cute smile, and nodded with a hint of anxiety. We both
took showers, and put on clean clothes. It was Monday, and we weren't going
back to school until Thursday because of parent-teacher conferences. My dad
didn't sign up for a conference, but either way, I didn't care because my
grades were good. We told my dad that we were going to go out for the day,
and probably were going to go to the mall. He handed me a twenty, and then I
thanked him. I put the twenty in my wallet, and walked out the door.

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Well everyone, thats Chapter 5 of Forever. I suppose I'll keep writing out
more chapters. Thanks everyone, for the great support and continual
persuasion of getting me to produce yet another chapter of my story. -Kevin
;D
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