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"I'm sorry JC. There is someone else out there for you. I know it! Just don't give up hope. If you give up hope you'll never find anyone." He nodded, tears still pouring from his eyes. "Do you want me to help you to your room?" I asked. He nodded again.
I walked over to him and put an arm around him. He reached around and grabbed onto my body, helping himself up. I supported him as we walked slowly down the hall. When we reached his room I layed him slowly down on the bed. He was asleep long before his head hit the pillow.
As I walked out of the room I looked over my shoulder. "I do love you JC," I said. "Just not the way you want me to. You'll find someone for youself, I promise." If I had been looking at his face I would have seen him smile in his sleep.
I walked down the hall to my room. Lance was laying on the bed, above the covers fully clothed, but asleep. I undressed him, careful not to wake him, then got him under the covers. I stripped down to my bare skin before climbing in beside him.
I scooted up close to him and wrapped my arms around him, just content to hold him as I fell asleep. In his sleep Lance snuggled up against me. I smiled and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I love you babe. I'll love you until the day I die."
Soon the whole house was asleep.
The next morning I awoke, still holding Lance in my arms. I gently kissed him on the back of the nexk and whispered into his ear, "I love you my sleeping angel."
"Who's sleeping," he replied. He turned over to face me, wide awake.
"What!?!"
"I've been awake for awhile, I couldn't bare to wake you by moving. So I just lay here, thinkng about how much I love you," he said, smiling.
"Well I guess I can't fault you for that," I replied, also smiling.
"Oh shut-up and kiss me," he moaned. I couldn't resist a command like that. I leaned in and kissed him fully on his lips. I could taste his morning breath and he mine, but we didn't care. It was enough just to be safe and kissing each other.
After several minutes of making out we seperated. "I love you James Lansten Bass. I love you with all my heart," I said.
"And I you,' he replied.
"I didn't know you were poetic," I mused. We leaned back in for another kiss, which again turned into a passionate exchange. Once again we broke apart. "Let's go jump in the shower then grab some breakfast, sound good?" I suggested.
"Only if your in the shower with me," he smiled wickedly.
"Would you expect anything else?"
We ran into the bathroom together. He stripped out of his boxers while I turned on the water. As I played with the knobs, trying to get a stream of a good temperature, Lance walked up behind me and bent over me, his head resting on my back and his semi-hard cock resting in he crack of my ass. "Careful or I might get some ideas," I moaned.
"I wouldn't complain," he replied.
I finished with the water and turned around. Lance rested his head on my shoulder, just under my chin, and wrapped his strong arms around my torso. I let my hands roam down his body, starting high on his back then moving down his back and sides. His skin was soft, smooth, and warm. I felt like I was running my hands over warm silk.
Then I reached the twin orbs of his ass. I ran my fingers over them ligtly before massaging the firm tissue, eliciting a moan from my angel. As I continued to massage his ass he began to lick and kiss my neck. He sucked at the hollow just behind my ear, before nibbling on my ear itself. This in turn caused me to moan deeply, basking in the pleasure which his mouth was producing.
I stopped massaging his beautiful butt, grasped his waste, and lifted him from the floor. Then I stepped into the shower and into the warm water. We bothed moaned as the warm water slide gracefully over or intertwined bodies. Then we got down to business.
I pulled Lance off my neck and moved down to his chest. I began to lick and nibble at his nipples. The smell of his body and the lightly chlorinated water filled my nostrils. I closed my eyes and took in the sensations washing over and through my body.
I opened my eyes for a moment to look at Lance. He had his head thrown back, his mouth open wide in a moan of pure pleasure. He was lost in the sensations I was providing him. I closed my eyes again and continue to nibble on his nipples, before moving down the center of his chest.
I ran my tongue down the central groove of his torso. The water mixed with the warm texture and taste of his skin and released hormones in my brain. My cock was instantly erect, as was Lance's, poking at my chest.
I lowered myself the rest of the way down and knelt before my Mississippian god. I pushed my nose into his pubic hair and breathed in his scent. My tongue darted out and wrapped itself around as much of his cock as it could manage. Lance's moans became louder as I worshipped the essence of his maleness.
I moved to the head of his engorged member and wrapped my lips around the perfect carapace. His warmth filled my mouth, like a glowing white star burning inside my oral cavity. My tongue began to jerk spasmodically, pleasuring my lover. I began to move up and down his member, bringing him greater pleasure.
After several moments his moans intensified and he began to rock back and forth, pushing his member into and out of my mouth. "I'm going to come soon," he croaked. This only made me redouble my efforts. I sucked him harder, and my tongue shifted into overdrive. In moments he had reached the point of no return. He threw his had back and clenched is eyes as his body was racked with spasms. His cock shot his very essence deep into my eager mouth. I was in heaven.
After Lance returned from cloud nine he pulled me up from my knees and kissed me, searching for a taste of the fluids which he had offered me only moments before. We moaned into each other's mouths.
"I love you," he said, pulling back from the kiss.
"I love you too," I replied, smiling.
"I want you to make love to me," he said. I looked into his eyes, searching for some sign that it was just a joke. There was only firm resolve.
"Are you sure?" I asked. He nodded. I could tell by the expression on his face that he was determined to go through with it, but that he was also scared. "Listen, baby. You don't have to do this. I know you are scared. I was my first time too. You don't have to do this if you don't think you're ready. I really don't mind."
I watched his face as his resolve strengthened even more. "No," he said, "I want this now." His words were slow, but firm and strong.
I stared into his eyes for a moment thinking. 'How was I so lucky to deserve this. What, out of all the wrong things, did I do right?' "Alright," I said out loud. "Let's get out of the shower and grab something to eat. Then we can come back. You don't have to be anywhere today. We have all the time we need." He nodded. "I love you," I told him again.
He smiled at me. "I know."
We got out of the shower and dried off. We walked back into the bedroom together and I grabbed silk robes for both of us from the closet. "You go check on everyone then head to the kitchen, I'll be there in a second," I told my lover.
"Alright see you in a minute," he said.
I watched his slim body as he walked out of the room. "I love you," I whispered after him. "I always will."
I quickly pulled all the sheets from the bed and walked with them to the closet. I set them on the floor and searched for another set. I pulled out a set of marroon, silk sheets and began to put them on the bed. Then I searched through a small collection of CDs in my room found a soft peice of classical music and put it in the CD player, turned the player off, set the control next to the bed then walked out into the hall.
I saw Chris wandering down the hall towards the kitchen. He was sawying back and forth considerably, he must have just woken up. I picked up my pace to catch up with him. "Morning," I said, falling into step beside him.
"Morning," he groaned.
"Not a morning person," I observed. He made an affirmative grunt. I giggles quietly. Chris just rolled his eyes.
We made our way into the kitchen. Lance and Joey were sitting at the table talking quietly as Chris and I walked into the room. "Morning Joey," I said.
"Morning," he replied happily.
"Oh good, you aren't as cranky as Chris seems to be in the morning," I observed.
"Don't let him fool you," Lance said. "He's been up for awhile, he isn't usually this awake in the morning."
"Alright, well ya'll can go sit in the living room while I fix breakfast for everyone," I said. They moved slowly out the door.
When they had all left I began rummaging around in the cabinets and the refridgerator find everything I would need. I cooked pancakes and biscuits and eggs, and sausage and bacon, and toast. When it was all done I put it all on a huge tray and carried it into the living room.
The guys, which, by now, had all wandered into the living room, rushed at the plate like it was the last food they would ever get their hands on. I couldn't help but laugh. Then the expressions on their faces when I started laughing made me laugh even harder. Before I knew it, my sides were throbbing and I was doubled over in a chair laughing hysterically.
"Lance are you sure about him?" Joey joked.
"I don't know," he replied smugly.
I got up and walked over to him and plopped down in his lap. "You know you love me," I said, smiling.
"Yes I do," he said, returning my smile.
We all ate quickly then sat around for thirty or fourty minutes, stuffed. "Well what have the rest of you planned for today?" I asked.
"Joey and I were going to go cruising the chicks," Chris said happily. At times he reminded me of a small child.
"I want to go shopping," Justin piped up.
"I guess I'll go with Curly," JC said slowly, looking at Lance and I.
"Cool," Justin said, looking at JC funnily.
"What are you two doing?" Joey asked.
"Or do we want to know?" Chris joked.
"You probably don't want to know," Lance said with a wicked grin on his face.
"Ya'll can take whatever cars you want, the keys are hanging up in the garage, on the wall by the door," I told them. "Lance and I are going to dissappear now," I said. "Right honey?"
He looked into my eyes, capturing me in his green depths. "Right," he replied confidently. We smiled at each other before standing up and walking out the room and down the hall.
I led Lance into the room. He gasped when he saw the bed. I walked over to the blinds and closed them, shutting out the bright sunlight. Then I dimmed the room's lights to a bare minimum. Next I grabbed the CD player remote and switched on the music. Soft gentle music began to filter into the room. I turned to Lance with a huge smile on my face. "I hope this isn't too cheesy," was all I could think to say.
"Coming from you," he said, "nothing is cheesy." Something about those words made me feel so good inside. I would have just been content to leave it at that and be with Lance for the rest of the day, but we had other plans.
Lance walked over to the bedside and untied his robe. He dropped it to the floor revealing his smooth, sexy body. I smiled, appreciating what I saw. "Now your turn," he said.
I too stood up and removed my robe, leaving me as naked as he was. As a slight afterthought I walked over to the door and locked it, just in case. When I turned around Lance was lying on the bed looking at me seductively.
I walked over to him slowly, savouring the site before me. "Lance I don't think you could ever be more beautiful then you are now," I told him, meaning every word of it.
"Nor could you be anymore perfect for me," Lance replied contentedly.
I made it to the edge of the bed and sat down next to my lover. "You know you really don't have to do this, I will understand," I said, giving him one more chance to back out.
"If I didn't want to do this I wouldn't be here," Lance replied firmly.
"Ok baby. I just don't want you to feel pressured into anything you aren't ready for."
Then, without any further waiting I leaned over and kissed him fully on the lips. we massaged each others bodies, bringing each other to full erection and to new depths of passion. But the foreplay wasn't to last for long. Lance had his eyes set on something more.
"Please do it now," he begged.
"I will," I replied. "I love you with all my heart," I told him.
I reached over to the bedside table and pulled a tube of KY jelly out of the top drawer. Then I set it down on top of the table. "Alright," I said, taking control. I could tell that Lance was a little nervous about everything. "I'm going to get you ready first, ok?" he nodded.
"Roll over," I commanded. He did. I lowerd myself down to his gorgeous bubble-butt and pried the cheecks apart with my hands. Then I sent my tongue out questing for his love-hole. Within moments I had found it and was exploring it deeply. Lance moaned at my touch and began to press back against my probing tongue. I could tell he was ready.
I grabbed the KY and but some one my hand. I smeared it on my cock and onto his hole. Then I began to massage his hole with my fingers. First one then two then three then four. I knew he was ready. I pulled all my fingers out and said to him, "Alright baby this is it."
I lined my cock up with his waiting hole and pushed. After a short moment he released the pressure and accepted my cockhead. He moaned in simultaneous pain and pleasure. "Tell me if it hurts too much," I told him. He nodded.
"Are you ready for more?" I asked after waiting and letting him adjust for several moments.
"Yes!!!" he gasped between breaths.
I pushed harder and more of my cock slid into his love-tunnel. He moaned even louder. I started to become lost in the sensations surronding my cock. I continued to push and before we both knew it I was all the way in. "That's it baby," I said happy and astounished. "That's all of it," I said triumphantly.
Lance smiled. "It makes me feel so. . . . . whole. Its like there is something there that was always missing before. Oh I love you Bran. I love you from the bottom of my heart." I leaned down and kissed him in a deep passionate soulful kiss.
But Lance wasn't completely content. "You're there," he said. "Now fuck me!" I was only too happy to oblige. I began to make easy strokes in and out of my lover's ass. We both moaned in uncontrollable pleasure. My strokes began to get shorter and shorter until I was practically thrashing on top of Lance. But he still wanted more. "Please baby, show me how much you love me!" he moaned. "Please, fuck me! Make me yours! Please! Please!"
In moments I was flooding his anal cavity with my love juices. Lance felt me shooting in him and is member released his second load of the morning all over our chests. We merely lay like that for several minutes. Our chests soaked with his cum, my cock slowly softening until it popped out of his hole.
"I love you," we both said simultaneously. We laughed at the irony of it.
We leaned in a kissed for several minutes. The I rolled off of him, grabbed a towel to clean us up, then held him in my arms and we fell asleep holding each other both physically and spiritually. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To Be Continued
Sorry guys but it is going to all end very soon. I just can't keep up working on two stories and I think at this point my 98 Degrees is Hot story is better. Please forgive me. And be sure to check out 98 Degrees is Hot.
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