EARTHQUAKE HEAVEN
Chapter 4
Hashi made the right impression on my mother almost the second he walked into the house. He was very formal and as polite as he knew how. Mother fell in love with him immediately.
"You have grown into such a wonderful young man but I doubt I would have recognised you if it weren't for Marco. Now, I have your room ready for you, it is next to Marco's so you will be close together."
I said nothing, we just took Hashi's things up to his room and I briefed him.
"Mother doesn't know I am gay. We will tell her in a little while because I want you to sleep with me every night. Let it go for tonight."
We went to bed quite early, it had been a long day. We showered together and cleaned our teeth. Of course we did some heavy petting and played with each other so that we had a load of boy juice to wash down the drain.
"I love you so much, I hope this will be the last night we sleep separately in this house."
Hashi had tears in his eyes as he replied. "I hope so too, I want to curl up with you forever."
I slept badly knowing that Hashi was so near, and yet a million miles away.
I looked jaded the next morning and mother started fussing.
"I'm fine Mum, I just slept badly thinking about how we were going to organise the house to handle two students. My Professor told me Hashi would be given a laptop as part of his scholarship pack and a lump sum for clothing. Then he will just have the money from his scholarship fund. I thought it might be a good idea to put my desk in the second bedroom, buy another one for Hashi and turn that room into a study. Hashi can move in with me, my bedroom has lots of space and my big bed will be ok for both of us."
"Oh no Marco, I'm sure Hashi doesn't want to sleep with another boy."
"Please Mum, we have talked about it and we would both like that arrangement. We have grown very close this last year. We both want this."
"Very well then, we can give it a try."
After breakfast Hashi and I were like a pair of tornados. We arranged my room so that we both had our clothes space separate and then we attacked the second bedroom. The single bed we turned into a casual couch loading it with cushions so that it was comfortable to sit on. Well, slouch on really. The bookcase from my room came in as well along with my desk. A new desk would come from IKEA that day and we would be organised ready for college. We were almost hyperventilating as bedtime got closer and mother noticed. The looks on our faces and in our eyes gave us away. How could they not, we had been falling deeper and deeper in love every day for a year.
"Oh, I really am a foolish old woman. I should have guessed from your letters and the closeness you show around each other. You've never been this close to anyone Marco have you, not even John Paul, and you two were almost joined at the hip."
I blushed and couldn't look at mother.
"No Mum, John Paul knew that somewhere in my brain I knew there was someone special I had to wait for. He was very good about it and we just remained very close friends. The someone special I was waiting for was Hashi. I just didn't realise it until I saw him again. I don't know how a seven year old and ten year old knew, but we did."
"Well, you had better make sure you look after him then, or I will be very upset."
I grinned and despite the tears rolling down my cheeks I was as happy as I had ever been in my life.
"Oh, I intend to Mum, forever."
We showered and cleaned our teeth before falling into bed naked. Nose to nose, toes to toes, two very hard boy cocks pressed together and I told him.
"I love you Hashi, and now I can give you the same commitment you gave to me eleven years ago. I'll be here for you forever if you want me. I promise I'll never give you cause to be sad that you love me."
"And I promise that you have my love, body and soul forever. Now, Marco, make love to me, take me to Paradise, make me yours forever by joining our bodies with love."
This was not going to be just about sex, what we were planning to do was the seal on a love that I would never grow tired of, a love that had grown in the incubator of my mind for ten years before being released in part. Now the final part was going to happen and I think we both knew that this was going to make us cry with happiness. The tears were there as soon as we were facing each other in bed. Neither of us had touched the other after showering, but we were both monstrously hard.
I think we almost forgot about sex as we lay close, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. We knew from our daily showers after work what our bodies looked like. Hashi's was stunning, in swimming trunks he just looked amazing, beautifully muscled torso and legs were breathtakingly gorgeous, his smile lit up my life and he was so handsome. I was no slouch either, but Hashi said it was my blond hair and my amazingly blue eyes that were my best features. I did notice over time that he found my cock rather attractive as well, ha, ha. I think the only shadow on our love for each other was that he never wanted to be the top. I did love to be fucked but he never really wanted to do it. He would bow to my needs very occasionally and although he said it was very thrilling he found being the bottom much better, more exciting, and he told me, for him it felt right being subservient to me in bed.
The first new thing we did on our voyage of discovery was give each other a blowjob. I was so pleased that I had gained a huge amount of experience with John Paul because Hashi's first orgasm from a blowjob was amazing. If I hadn't taken it in my mouth I'm sure his orgasm would have been more spectacular than the Trevi Fountain. His was obviously quite amateurish because he had never sucked anyone before, but to me it was heaven, it felt so good to have this kind of contact at last.
Hashi had a small-uncircumcised cock with a neat little ball sack. It should have been bigger on this boy who was big for a Japanese, but it was perfect and I never grew tired of playing with it. Mine, fortunately was not huge and never gave Hashi any problems. He used to make me laugh because when we made love he always inspected it very closely before taking it in his mouth.
That first night together that was all we did, lots of kisses and cuddles before and after the blowjob. The best part of all though was having him spooned into me all night. Two very happy young men turned up for breakfast and mother knew then that this new boy was going to be a fixture in her son's life. The pair of us radiated love and enjoyment in each other's company. She went off to work leaving us with the whole day to do nothing but wallow in our love. Well, that was the plan until the telephone rang.
"Hello stranger, I've missed you."
That was John Paul, and I felt guilty because once again I was so wrapped up in my new love that I had completely forgotten my old one. Just like I had forgotten Hashi as my love for John had grown, but there the similarity ended.
"You had better come over then and meet the man who stopped me falling properly in love with you."
I was looking at Hashi as I said it and he knew, because we had talked about John Paul. He wasn't worried because I had told him everything. I hung up the `phone and was immediately subjected to a worried questioning.
"Do you think he will like me, Marco? He won't resent me for stopping you loving him properly, will he?"
I had to laugh, the look on his face was a classic. I could only imagine John Paul falling in love with him as well and told him so. I wasn't wrong. When he walked into the house he saw Hashi and just stopped, mouth agape.
"Oh my God, where did you find this vision of loveliness?"
I nearly fell over laughing, Hashi looked so shocked at John Paul's comment. It was fun to watch the interaction between them as we sat talking. Hashi soon relaxed and John was full of surprise that I had been nursing my love for Hashi for so many years without realising it.
"I can't even accuse you of harbouring carnal desires for your love can I, as he was only seven when you last saw him."
That was true and settled forever the attitude of my best friend. The only thing we didn't discuss that first day was the future of our sex life. I was so pleased about that because Hashi and I had only just got to first base with it. We did quite a bit of socialising for the remainder of that holiday before John went back to Stanford, I started my last year and Hashi his first year at our college.
Before all that though there was a major event to organise. I was going to take Hashi's virginity and we had to decide when. John left so late that day that we had no time before mum came home. I knew I couldn't wait another day so I hoped Hashi wouldn't be a screamer. I was going to make love to him that night and penetrate him. We went to bed reasonably early and I gave him two douches before we showered. I told him why. In to bed and I made sure the lube was placed conveniently on my bedside table.
"Tonight is the big night my love. I want to feel my little Marco surrounded by your butt."
He hugged me and whispered, "I want that also, Marco. No one else will ever do this to me without your permission. This is forever, you will own me body and soul when you join us."
I knew he meant it, the same as he had done at seven when he told me he would wait for me forever.
I had never been gentler than I was, making love to this wunderkind was to become my life's work, searching for perfection.
I told him he was to do nothing, I was going to try to show him how much I loved him. How does the saying go? `It started with a kiss', and it did, the kiss became many kisses as I caressed his torso. His nipples took much punishment while I was kissing his lips, they took even more when I moved my mouth to them and gnawed them gently as well. I knew he loved it by the little moans, oohs, and aahs that escaped his lips. I moved further down to start licking his cock and balls, wallowing in the taste of him and in the exquisite feel of his balls. They appeared to be held in a gossamer thin cover, perfectly outlined. I licked them, sucked on them and moved them around with my hand. I used the other hand, suitably slicked with spit to gently stroke, and jack his cock.
Watching him slowly space out I almost forgot why I was there. Before he could orgasm I slipped between his legs, bent them at the knee and slipped both of my pillows under his lower back. I had easy access to his anus now and I attacked it with my tongue, using my thumbs to open him a little more so that I could almost tongue fuck him. His anus was so small and tight, but I did manage to lick a small amount of the tender skin at the entrance, and that made him have his first orgasm. I abandoned my task temporarily to lick it all up. No words could describe the sense of awe I felt being able to do this to my love. I had to start opening him up then because I didn't think I could last much longer. I sucked one finger to get it very wet before carefully sliding it in to the first knuckle and moving it round a little, the little became a lot and I buried it completely. I watched his eyes as I gently fucked him with the one finger. They were full of wonder so I added another and then a third. He was so relaxed I was delighted. Eventually I knew we were both ready. I took the lube from the table and coated Hashi and myself liberally. I eased over his sphincter and was delighted, there was no show of pain at all. I continued the entry until I was pushing my pubic hair against his pelvis. I leant forward, kissed him passionately and spoke.
"I love you so much, and this is the most exquisite feeling I have ever experienced."
I sat back up, moved his legs up and back placing his feet on my chest. It only took me a couple of minutes then to deposit the contents of my balls into his stomach. I knew I wouldn't go soft so I didn't apologise. I continued to fuck him with long slow strokes and he started to orgasm again milking my cock with his muscles. I lasted a little longer this time, but the look of love was almost too much for me. I pushed his legs further back and powered in for a third mighty orgasm that made me cry and gave Hashi yet another wonderful orgasm.
I fell forward as I slipped from his ass and we rolled into each other, nose to nose and toes to toes, with tears streaming down both our faces.
"Now I know what Nirvana is my love, I will want you to do that to me every day, maybe lots of times a day."
I looked into a pair of eyes, still shedding tears but full of mischief.
I cried as well. I had done what I set out to do. Show my love for this boy/man. Comparative assessments are difficult over time, but I don't think either of us, ever, had a more satisfying love session. John Paul had been a wonderful lover and teacher, but he paled into insignificance compared to Hashi. It was the love ingredient you see. I loved this man with all my heart and would do for the remainder of my life.
The remainder of our holiday was very much like that. Lounging around, making love, wallowing in our freedom to love each other. John Paul was on the periphery and endeared himself to us both, by giving us the space that we needed to love. You will see later in my story that we paid him back tenfold as we grew together.