The following is a work of fiction, yadda yadda...enjoy the show! :) -C. S. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
To: John Markus From: Carl Seymour Re: My Interesting Homecoming
Hi John,
So I get home from the plant today, throw my bag onto my couch, and sigh in relief. Then I happen to notice a beautiful red rose laying on my desk, in front of my computer. I walk up to the flower and give it a long, luxurious whiff-it smells like love (I know, I know, corny...but that's really how it smelled to me).
Then, as my eyes are closed, I feel two arms lovingly embrace me from behind. I feel a lean, damp body pressing against my ratty, sweaty and factory-stained t-shirt. I feel long, damp hair tickling myh neck, sending shivers down my body. The smell of salt air fills my nostrils, and I know that March has arrived.
The hands begin to caress my chest, pressing hard and massaging my weary muscles. The hands roam downwards, rubbing and squeezing my belly, before untucking my t-shirt and roaming on my bare skin, upwards, retracing their earlier path.
I turn to face him, running my fingertips down from his forehead, tracing his chin, then gently caressing his lips. He closes his eyes in bliss, opening his mouth slightly as I trace his mouth. His hands roam along my back, under my shirt, eliciting a groan as more knots of tension are kneaded away.
I turn my hand, still caressing his cheek, running upwards to run through his hair. Finally, when my hand reaches the back of his kneck, I pull his head closer to mine, locking our lips in a passionate kiss. I push my tongue into his mouth to explore his own. He moans as his knees buckle, though I hold him up with my other hand, massaging his bare back.
After a long, passionate kiss, I pull back, gently teasing his lips with the tip of my tongue. He opens his eyes dreamily and meets mine, as a wicked smile pulls at the corner of his lips. Then, with a half moan, half glowl, he pushes me onto my couch, coming down on top of me, He begins to grind his hips into mine, pushing my shirt over my head, while sucking at my neck. I moan passionately, writhing beneath his lean body, while my hands massage his still-covered, firm ass, pulling him close with each thrust.
His mouth moves down, kissing and sucking at my nipples, then moving further down to lick at my navel.
Then I turn him onto his back, taking a moment to study the half-naked beauty beneath me. God, he's marvellous! I lean down and hold him closely, our bare chests rubbing against each other. My hands explore his body, as my tongue begins to wander down as well.
First I lick and suck his neck as he moans softly, and later trail the tip of my tongue down to encircle his right nipple. There I trace circles around the hardening nub, then suddenly suck and nibble it. He cries out with the unexpexted feelings shooting through his body, and his fingers dig into my thick shoulders.
With a devilish smile on my face, I continue licking down his lean stomach, probing his navel with my tongue. As I do so, my hands begin to wander up the leg of his shorts. This handsome young man speads his legs to afford me more access, but I still move slowly, my fingertips slowly exploring up his thinghs, finally playing with the bottom of his ballsack. All the while, I'm holding him closely with my other hand, still squeezing his firm ass, and licking his lower abdomen with my tongue.
We go on this way for what seems like an eternity, my forcing myself to move slowly while he writhes beneath me. Finally my lust overcomes me, and I rip the shorts off my lover. Yet, even throught the haze of lust, I pause, taking in the glorious sight before me.
My lust takes over, as does his-I move my mouth down to his penis while he thrusts it into my mouth. We both moan at the same time, and I begin to lick and suck his shaft, while my hands play with his balls. His moaning becomes regular as he thrusts into my mouth, again and again. My hands roam between playing with his balls and roaming down to play with his anus.
Before long, his thrusts become more frequent, his moans louder, until he shudders out the words, "I'm gonna cum..." I begin to lick around his head more often, sucking more intensely when I hear his words. He begins to buck out of control now, crying out, until finally I feel his penis pulse in my mouth.
I begin to swallow at once, and feel his cum going down my throat. I rub my balls with my other hand, milking them of every drop I can, before releasing his softening penis from my lips. I gaze up at the look of utter contentment on my lover's face. He lazily opens his blue eyes and smiles, reaching down to intertwine his fingers with mine. He pulls me up level with him, and we slowly kiss, very gently. I stroke his hair with one hand while pulling his naked body closer to mine. He shivvers slightly, and I pull a blanket over us. After a few minutes, we fall into a light sleep, fingertips twictching over each others' bodies, living out contented dreams of intimacy.
Eventually I wake up, and glance at the calendar on the wall. The beautiful, masculine surfer dude of March is still there, smiling seductively. I smile back, and know it's going to be a good month.
Hope you all liked it! Drop me a line and let me know! -mavree27@hotmail.com
P.S. If you like it slow, I have another story in nifty/gay/highschool, "Kenny Sleeps Over", but it was a year or two ago.