Sleepy Days, Come No More
Chapter 24
When I awoke I found myself lying against Blake's chest, with his arm wrapped around me. I lay there for a few minutes listening to him breathe. I could smell the familiar scent of wood and spice, and I inhaled him deeply in to myself.
I waited patiently, hoping that he would soon wake, but finally I could wait no longer. I started to kiss and lick his chest, taking the nearest of his nipples between my teeth. He moaned softly and began to stir.
"That feels good baby." He said as he yawned.
"I want you to wake up." I said.
"Okay." He said.
I climbed on top of Blake and proceeded to kiss him passionately on the lips. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I sucked it vehemently.
"Are you rested baby?" I asked him.
"It depends on what I need to do." He said.
"Well, you said that you were going to rest up and then you would repeat our kitchen exploits." I said as I stroked his brow.
"Would you like that?" He asked.
"Yes." I confessed.
"Okay, but can you help me out?" He asked flirtatiously.
"Sure I can." I said with a smile.
I kissed my way down to his crotch and took his soft cock into my mouth. I worked him until he was fully erect. As I did this Blake managed to maneuver my body around, so that he was able to take my cock in his mouth. We lay there a contorted form, each pleasing the other.
We rolled around and changed positions several times, while never ceasing contact. At one point I was lying on top of Blake, working on his cock, while he started at my hole. It was wild and it was getting really hot, not just figuratively, I was literally sweating.
This went on for quite a while, before he rolled me on to my back and hovered over me. He looked down at me with a mischievous smile and a sparkle in his eyes. He leaned down and kissed me deep and long, until I had to break away for need of air.
He rose on his knees and lubed himself with his saliva. I watched as he stroked himself a bit and then he lifted my legs to my chest and lined his cock against my hole. I took a deep breath and pushed out, as he pushed in and worked his way between my legs.
He started off slow, which was his way, and then little by little he increased his pace. Soon he was rocking the bed and hitting my spot at a high frequency. We were at the foot of the bed and at one point I was hanging off. He seemed to be pushing me further and further off the edge, until I thought that we would both fall.
Just when I started to brace myself for descent, Blake flipped onto his back jerking me atop him. It happened so fast that all the blood seemed to rush from my head. Now I was in the driver's seat and Blake urged me on. I found myself bouncing up and down on him, trying to please us both.
Blake was moaning and rising up into me. He told me to dismount and to get on all fours. I did as he asked and he proceeded to climb onto me. Once he was on top of me he set about his task with vigor. He was pumping faster and harder. I was moaning loudly with every stroke.
He was breathing hard and grunting away. My cock was aching for release, but I could not quite reach it. I was heaving and pushing back into him. I needed to cum and I was using his cock to reach that magic point.
He was moaning too now and they were loud and frequent. I was nearing the end with every stroke. He took hold of my shoulder and increased his speed. This sent me over the top; I began to spew my sauce all over the bed.
Blake suddenly withdrew from me and turned me on to my back. He moved up to my chest, he rested on his knees and began to jerk himself. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He let out a loud squeal as he covered my chest with his cum.
He just stayed there for a moment trying to catch his breath. Then he opened his eyes and bent down and proceeded to clean my chest with his tongue. He lapped up every drop of his cream from my chest, and the small amount that had splashed on my neck and face.
Having him lick his cum from my body was so sexy. It was enough to get me aroused. After he had cleaned me he pressed his lips against mine and feed me a bit of his jizz with his tongue. Then collapsed beside me and pulled me onto his chest.
We lay there for about twenty minutes, which felt like an eternity, just processing the encounter. It was so amazing, he was always in charge, but this time he seemed more fervent, more forceful, it was like he was possessed.
"That was so good baby." I said breathlessly.
"I am glad you liked it." He said.
"I always like it baby, but this time was different." I said as I ran my hand along his chest.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"First, you are a great lover, you always satisfy me, but usually you are very gentle, but in the kitchen and just now you were so aggressive. I mean you were loving, but it was so intense." I explained.
He laughed, "I guess you bring the animal out in me." He said.
"Is that what it was? Because it seemed like something you had done before." I said.
"Baby, you know I have been with other people and I have tried all sorts of positions and techniques, but I didn't know what kinds of things you would be comfortable with." He admitted.
"Well, I liked it, I liked a lot." I confessed.
"I want to ask you something." He said.
"Ask me." I encouraged.
"I know that you say that you like making love and you seem to enjoy it, but," he paused.
"But?" I inquired.
"Well, given your past, is it hard? I mean does it still remind you of the past?" He asked in a concerned voice.
I took a deep breath and thought about it for a moment, "I told you, in the letter, that it is a factor," I paused, "sometimes are worse than others. Letting someone inside of you is overwhelming." I said.
"How so?" He asked.
"There are just so many different feelings surging through me, past memories, my feelings for you, what you may be thinking. There is pain, but you get used to it, there is also pleasure, there is a kind of vulnerability, you know, it is just really intense. Sometimes I want to scream for joy and others I want to weep." I informed.
"Why do you do it? I mean if it is so overwhelming?" He asked.
"Because I love you and I want to be close to you, I want to please you. When we are together, especially during those difficult times, it is a sacrifice for you, a chance for me to let you know how much I appreciate you." I paused. "I can't tell you how good it feels to be with someone who loves me. Who is kind and gentle with me, it is, um, it makes it much easier, it makes me feel better about myself." I confessed.
"God, Steven." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"I just love you so much; I never talked to anyone about how they felt about being on the receiving end. I just always went about the task, in a kind of thanks for a good time way, except with you." He sighed. "I just appreciate our time together all the more, now that I know how you feel." He said.
"I am so grateful for you." I paused. "I know that we are breaking up, but you are like the best thing that ever happened to me. I mean it. I have such a long way to go, but if it had not been for you, for your love, I would have never opened up. I may have spent the rest of my life alone, never letting anyone love or touch me." I took a breath as my eyes and nose began to run. "I am always going to love you, no matter what happens." I said.
He wiped the tears from my eyes and reached over to his nightstand and produced a few tissues.
"Blow." He instructed as he held the tissue to my nose.
I followed his instruction. "Thank you." I said.
"I want our last night together to be special." He said.
"It is special." I proclaimed.
"I want to try something new; I want to make a sacrifice for you." He said.
"A sacrifice?" I asked.
"Yes baby, a sacrifice." He affirmed.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"No, but I want to anyway." He said.
"Okay, but." I stopped.
"But?" He inquired.
"I have never done it before." I said meekly.
"It will be the first for us both." He said.
"I know, but you are so good at it, I just don't know. I don't want it to be bad." I confessed.
"Baby, you know why it is so good?" He asked.
"Because you have a lot of experience." I replied.
"No, because I love you, because I take my time and watch how you react to what I am doing. Just relax and do to me, what you would want done to you." He said.
He kissed me on the lips and then he lay on his back.
I lifted his legs on to my shoulders and went about moistening the perimeter of his hole. Once I had thoroughly licked around the hole, I ventured inside. I searched every part of him. I continued my task with ravenous zeal, savoring that wonderfully tart, tangy taste that I had come to love.
I must have worked his hole for half an hour, until all the feeling had escaped my tongue and my face was tingling. Finally, I withdrew from him. I let his legs slide off my shoulders and started on his crotch.
Apparently, the attention to his hole had aroused him. He was extremely hard. The veins were bulging out of the side of his thick cock and the head was throbbing and leaking precum. I held him in my hand and gently stroked him. It was so hot and it pulsated in my grasp.
I leaned down and licked up the fluid. Then I gently sucked the head. He moaned and writhed slightly. I opened my mouth and took him inch by inch until I could take no more. I held him in my mouth, just enjoying his presence. Then I began to slowly bob up and down on his cock, increasing the speed with time.
Blake began to moan and thrust up into me, which urged me to suck harder and faster. I could feel his body tensing, before he filled my mouth with his cream and let out a massive roar. I eagerly milked his cock, swallowing each drop of his hot, salty jizz.
I continued to suck him, until he literally pulled me away. I mounted him and gave him a passionate kiss. I invaded his mouth with my cum laced tongue, allowing him a small taste of himself. After I succeeded in nearly suffocating us both, I released him. Then I started at his neck licking and sucking my way back to his crotch and across his perineum to his hole.
I reentered him, thrusting in and out. Practicing what I planned to do with my cock. He tasted so good to me. Being in him like this made my already hard cock, throb. After I had efficiently moistened him, I withdrew.
I lubed two of my fingers and began to slide them into his hole, one at a time, until they were both absorbed. I continued to push them in and pull them out, trying to loosen him. He let out a subdued groan from time to time, and had tensed at the start, but with time he had began to relax.
This went on for about fifteen to twenty minutes, and then I removed my fingers and lubed my cock. I worked myself between his legs and repositioned his body. I took a deep breath and guided myself to his hole. I stayed there for a second, with the tip of my cock resting against his entrance.
I looked down at Blake, in a position that I had often been, but had never expected him to be. There was a trace of trepidation on his face, though he tried to mask it with a casual smile. I too was nervous as I prepared for my debut performance.
I looked into his eyes, "Are you ready?" I asked shyly. He nodded yes and I started to slowly enter him.
I heard Blake release a throaty grunt; I could feel his body tense beneath me. He clenched tightly around me, I moaned in reaction. It was like his hole was choking my cock. I stopped my pursuit and waited for him to relax.
He loosened his grip on my cock and signaled for me to continue. I resumed my slow penetration, until I was completely lost to him. It was unlike anything I had ever felt. It was hot and very tight. I could feel his body pulsing around me; it was as if his heart was beating through me. It was incredible; it was like I was a part of him, like we were one person.
Blake had closed his eyes very tightly, and there was an unmistakable presence of discomfort. His lips were clasped together as if he was trying to conceal his pain.
"Are you okay?" I asked sincerely.
"Yeah, it is just different." He said through ragged breath.
When he opened his eyes, I could see they were watering. "Do you want to stop?" I asked.
"No." He paused. "I'm okay baby." He said trying to smile.
"Should I continue?" I asked.
"Yeah, go ahead." He instructed.
I took another deep breath and started to slowly withdraw from him. I continued until only the tip remained, and then I slowly pushed back in. I tried to keep my strokes long and slow, just so I could get a feel for it. I wanted to see what felt good to me and to see how what I was doing affected him.
Once I had a sense of what I was doing and had found Blake's spot, I increased the speed of my strokes, though they were still long and slow. Making love to Blake was so great. I had been masturbating for half of my life, but it could not compare to this. He was so warm and moist, there was also a type of suction between us; it was like being massaged by a spongy vacuum.
I was completely at sea, it felt so good, and I wanted it to go on forever. I could hear Blake's muffled groans as I increased my pace. I wanted it to last, but I was compelled to go faster and harder, it was just so intoxicating.
Before long I had began to lose my breath and I was getting close to the edge. I was so conflicted, I wanted it to last, the way Blake lasted, but I had this strong urge to find release. I couldn't fight it, I started to go faster and faster.
Now Blake could no longer stifle his groans. He let out a loud guttural moan. I was so consumed; my balls had tightened and drawn up. I closed my eyes and continued to impale Blake, though my strokes had become shorter and more rapid.
I became light headed and dizzy as I felt myself erupt inside of him. This caused me to let out the loudest scream I had ever expelled. I was floating, my head was throbbing and I felt sick. It was like every bit of energy had been drained from my body.
I collapsed onto Blake, resting my head on his shoulder. I lay there, pressed against him for an immeasurable amount of time. I felt so good; it was a level of euphoria that I had never experienced in any other sexual encounter.
After some time, I opened my eyes and rose to my knees. I slowly withdrew from him, exposing my sensitive cock to the cool air. This caused me to tremble. As I looked down at my cock and at Blake's hole, I was filled with warmth and I could not stop smiling. I was so stoked.
I could see that some of my cum has dripping from him. I don't know why, but I had a burning desire to taste it. I scooped it up and brought it to my mouth, sucking up every bit of it. It was a combination of his tangy, tart anal juice and my salty-sweet jizz, it was great.
I stuck my finger inside of him, coating it with the fluid and brought it to Blake's mouth. He sucked my finger clean and then he drew me in for a kiss. His tongue pushed into my mouth, probing each inch. I could taste his breath, which was intermingled with the mixture of fluids from his ass.
I laid my head on his chest and he wrapped his arm around me. I think I actually loved him even more. This experience had made me feel all the more connected to him.
"How was it?" He asked.
"It was great." I confessed in a gleeful voice.
"Good." He said.
"How was it for you?" I inquired.
"Well, it was different. Um, odd." He said.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah. Just feeling kind of strange." He admitted. "But I am glad that you liked it." He said.
"I did. It meant more because it was with you. I know it is not something that you would usually do, so it means a lot to me, and you kind of took my virginity, you know. You are my first, bar none." I said with a smile.
"Well, I guess you took mine too." He said with a smile.
"I know, that is so cool. I am your first." I said with a laugh.
"And only." He said.
"Good, that way you will remember me, I will be special to you." I said.
He released me from his grip and pulled his arm from beneath me. He turned and faced me, "I will never forget you. I love you." He said as he stroked my cheek.
"Thank you. I love you too Blake." I professed.
We lay there together and talked for a while longer. Then we washed up and cleaned the kitchen and dining table. We had a snack and watched a movie, and then played monopoly. We listened to music and danced together. Then we went back to our bedroom. He went about his exercise regime, and I worked on a crossword puzzle.
Then we made out and talked about nothing, but it was nice. Then I turned on my side and Blake cuddled up behind me, wrapping his arms around my body, and we went to sleep.
The next morning I awoke in his arms, like I had done so many times before. He apparently had awakened before me. He nuzzled my neck and pulled me closer to him. It felt so good being in his strong arms. Eventually, after much delay, we were able to climb out of bed.
We completed our hygiene and ate breakfast together. I sat on his lap as we watched the morning news from the sofa. He led me back to our bedroom and I watched him get dressed. Then I walked him to the door. We hugged and kissed and professed our love for each other.
I told him that I would be going out of town for a conference in two weeks and suggested that he come and collect his things during my absence. I returned his key and asked him to drop of my things when he came to gather his.
He was reluctant to take the key and was hesitant to agree to my proposal, but he eventually succumbed to my logic. Once all had been said, we just stood there gazing at one another.
"Well, I guess this is it." I said.
"Is it?" He asked softly.
"I love you Blake, it's time." I said.
"I love you more." He said.
His eyes were watering and mine were too. "Don't do it baby. If you start crying, then I'll start crying too. Give me a hug and a kiss, and I'll give you my best wishes." I instructed.
He wiped his eyes and forced a smile. He gave me a hug and kissed me on the forehead, and I opened the door. He walked over the threshold and turned around to face me. We looked in each other's eyes, no words were needed, we both understood.
He smiled at me once again and then turned and descended the stairs. I watched him until he was out of sight. Then I closed the door, I turned around and pressed my back against it. I took a deep breath and let the emotions flow.
I slid down to the floor and wept.
Acknowledgement:
There is plenty sad news to acknowledge, but I want to acknowledge something beautiful today. I want to acknowledge the impending presence of spring The season of growth and change. I hope that it brings blessings and happiness to us all.
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