AUTHORS NOTE: Hi yas, Here's part 2 of the story. It very could well be the last one for a long while. I don't know. Events in my life are taking a horrible turn. I can do naught but wait and see and whatever happens happens, but I can hope that through my actions I'm about to do some good and return the love shown to me by my mother. Thank you, Dave, for being so kind and holding a job that I don't envy you, and posting all these stories for everyone. The Good, the bad and the ugly. Todd I swear by all I hold dear I'll explain to you in a separate email. To everyone that wrote to me and enjoyed the story I thank you from the bottom of my heart, and I urge all of you to write the writers of the stories you liked, and those you didn't like, giving them feedback, and suggestions. It means alot to the writers, especially those wondering if their stories are appreciated and liked. I hope that all of you, every single one of you, teenagers and adults alike, find someone they love and hold dear, and I urge that you not go to fast in life, ruining a love that could last a lifetime. I urge that you all follow your hearts and feelings and do what is right in this world that seems at times to be so wrong. And last and not least, I urge that you all take life slowly, and deal with things one at a time. Life is to precious to go around and living to fast and not dealing with things can lead to a big turmoil that could sink your boat like I find my boat sinking. Live and be free, and stay true to yourself. Keep your words, and your promises in this life that you give freely. Be well everyone, and live happily. Jonathan Michael H
Disclaimer: NONE! Be yourself and do what you want in your life, not what others want of you.
"Strip Tease 2"
Ricky noted with amusement how white Devin's teeth were in his mouth as his kissable lips opened and a short scream ripped through the air. Ricky dropped the can of Dr. Pepper he was holding, jumping in the air, while noting with amusement that his penis was hard and probably pitching a tent in his shorts.
"RICKY!" Devin screamed, grabbing at his pants and trying to pull them up, zipping them up to fast as his dick got caught in the zipper. "OOOOOOUUUUUUUCCCCCCHHHHHH!!!!" He screamed frantically trying to pull the zipper down.
Ricky grinned and walked over to Devin, not really thinking, just letting his emotions wash over him. Doing what he felt was right. And to him, this felt very very right. He touched Devin slowly, letting his hands run over Devins stomach, down to his hands and pushing Devins hands out of they way. He slowly undidDevin's pants, assisting him with getting the zipper down, just barely letting his hands slowly touch the head of Devin's penis. He stared into Devin's eyes, reaching out and touching his soft smooth hair. He let go of Devin's pants, dropping them to the floor, and pulled Devin closer to him, making him step out of his pants so that he was just in his boxers.
Just then Celine Dion's "I want you to need me" came over the stereo. Ricky loved this song, it meant alot to him. He smiled and pulled Devin even closer, moving him so that they were chest to chest, and slowly started dancing with him, and in Devin's ear started singing the words to the song:
I wanna be the face you see when you close your eyes I wanna be the touch you need every single night I wanna be your fantasy And be your reality And everything in between
I want you to need me Like the air you breath I want you to feel me In Everything I want you to see me In your every dream The way that I taste you, feel you, breath you, need you I want you to need me, need me Like I need you
I wanna be the eyes that look deep into your soul I wanna be the world to you I jst want it all I wanna be your deepest kiss The answer to your every wish And all you ever need
I want you to need me Like the air you breath I want you to feel me In everything I want you to see me In your every dream The way that I taste you, feel you, breath you, need you I want you to need me, need me
'Coz I need you more than you could know And I need you to never never let me go And I need to be deep inside your heart I just want to be everywhere you are
I wanna be the face you see when you close your eyes I wanna be the touch you need every single night I wanna be your fantasy And be your reality And everything between...
I want you to need me Like the air you breath I want you to feel me In everything I want you to see me In your every dream 'Coz baby I taste you, feel you, breath you, need you I want you to need me, need me Like I need you
Copyright 1999 Realsongs
Devin had his eyes closed, his head leaning on Ricky's chest. He could feel Ricky's heart beating inside his chest, Ricky's hands on his waste, playing with the wasteband of his boxers. He could feel, smell the sweet breath breathing out of Ricky's mouth and nose onto his hair. He felt alive. He'd been shocked seeing Ricky, and his penis still throbbed from the zipper catching on it, but it throbbed more when Ricky had touched him. He'd been startled when Ricky had unzipped his pants, excited when Ricky touched his chest and touched the head of his penis. Happy and dazed when they started dancing with each other slowly, chest to chest, Body to body. Loved, when Ricky sang to him.
He opened his eyes, the song over, and glanced down at Devin's head resting on his chest. They were still moving, dancing to the song beating in their hearts. Ricky knew now, knew what he loved, what he wanted. He wanted Devin. Without thinking about it, Ricky slowly bent his head and rested his lips on Devin's head, smelling strawberries in Devin's hair.
Devin sighed, opening his eyes, and looked up into Ricky's face with an open expression, relaxing and showing his happiness and love openly. "Ricky, I--". Devin started, only to be silenced by Ricky's lips as they softly, smoothly touched his lips in a smooth caress. Devin sighed, feeling the smoothness of Ricky's face on his, Ricky's soft lips, the tickling sensation of Ricky breathing out of his nose. He moaned softly, Ricky nibbling softly on his lower lip, gently driving him a bit nuts. He could feel himself getting hard again. He could also feel the hardness in Ricky's jeans pressing up against him, recalling him to the reality that he was the only one in his boxers.
Devin moved his hands down onto Ricky's jean buttons, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping them. He let his hands drop into the inside of Ricky's jeans, his hands running on the inside of the band, pushing them down slowly, running his hands down Ricky's smooth, muscular legs as he pushed down, feeling Ricky's silk boxers. "Mmm, kinky" he thought to himself.
Devin pushed Ricky's pants down the rest of the way, sending them to the floor and making Ricky step out of them. Trailing his hands up Ricky's sides and over his ribs he slowly pushed them up and, breaking the kiss for a minute, removed Ricky's shirt. He paused, admiring Ricky's flat hairless stomach, and felt Ricky's hands moving up to his head and neck, pushing his back onto his chest. He guessed Ricky liked being that close to him. Closing his eyes, he let Ricky lead the silent dance.
Ricky marveled at Devin, the feel of his breath running across his smooth chest. He enjoyed it. Quietly he moved backwards, still pressing Devin to his chest, until he felt the bed against his knees. Exhaling slowly, he ran his hand down Devin's smooth muscular back, and over his boxers, holding his butt in one hand, and smoothly picked Devin up like he was but a baby and fell backwards onto the bed.
Devin opened his eyes, feeling himself being picked up and dropping backwards, still pressed to Ricky. He felt the soft bounce of the bed and looked into Ricky's smiling face. He gently pushed himself up so that Ricky could scoot up towards the head of the bed and moved so that he was on the other side of Ricky, only to be surprised as Ricky grabbed him and pulled him on top of him so that they were still pressed to each other.
Devin smiled and laid his head back on Ricky's chest, wondering what was gonna happen, but getting lost in the rhythm of Ricky's heartbeat and slowly drifting off to sleep, where Ricky wasn't long in joining him, but being sure to cover them up with Devin's messed up all over the place blankets, secure in the knowledge that he was holding onto Devin like he'd wanted to for a long time, his last conscious thought before sleep overwhelmed being when Devin's parents would get home on that night.
to be conintued?
AUTHOR'S NOTE (again): I know everyone, you all thought I'd bring the sex, huh, Sorry to disappoint you. I don't know if I can get part 3 out, but I'm sure i can before I have to leave for a couple of months. Let me know what you think, all comments and suggestions welcome. My thanks to everyone who wrote last time. To willy I'm having fun talking to you about Flip and Mile High. All flames to everything will be returned with a fuck you. Have a nice day. Jonathan