I Love Corey, Chapter Fourteen

I suppose it’s kind of funny. While they both apparently knew of our relationship, I could no more fall out of character in front of them than I could fly by waving my arms. All through dinner both Corey and I were models of decorum. Not one thing was said of done that would have caused anyone to suspect that we were any more than student and teacher. It was somewhat unnerving to have Bob and Carl look at us and grin for no apparent reason several times during the dinner. I could see Corey was getting really nervous. All of a sudden he was no longer eating and he kept looking down at his plate and had totally ceased speaking to any of us.

Dinner was about half over when I decided this had gone on long enough. Corey was just staring at his dinner and wouldn’t look at any of us. Carl and Bob were no longer saying anything and looked like they were sorry they were there. While it wasn’t their fault, they felt they had upset Corey and didn’t know quite what to do. I did the only thing I could think of to reassure Corey. Getting to my feet, I went around the table and taking him in my arms gave him a big kiss. I didn’t hold back. It wasn’t a fatherly or brotherly kiss either. It was an I love you for all I’m worth kiss.

For a little bit he was just frozen against me. Then he started to respond. I broke the kiss and walked back to my chair. 

“You might as well go ahead and eat. They figured it out.”

Corey was blushing furiously and so was I. Bob and Carl started to laugh and that only made us blush harder and longer. 

“Remember when your father caught us kissing the first time?” Carl asked Bob.

“God yes, it scared me out of twenty years growth and I was only fourteen at the time.” Bob replied and started to blush while he continued laughing. “I still blush when I think about it. I don’t think I could have been any more embarrassed unless I was bigger.”

Carl started to giggle. “I couldn’t blush. I had such a hard-on there wasn’t enough blood left in my body to blush with.”

They both dissolved in laughter and I couldn’t help but join them. Poor Corey just looked at us like we were supposed to be adults and he expected better of us. That didn’t seem to help the three of us as we just kept laughing and giggling.

When we finally calmed down we wound up telling each other about our most embarrassing moments while we continued eating dinner. Somehow I was now totally relaxed around the two of them and I have to say it felt wonderful not to have to watch everything I said or did. I think it was one of the best evenings I had experienced in quite a while. I will have to say that some of the stories were not what one would normally expect at the dinner table. In fact at one of them Corey said gross and that cracked us up again. By now all of us had the giggles.

After dinner Corey helped me load stuff in the dishwasher while Bob and Carl drank coffee and we all talked. Afterwards, we went into the family room and continued talking. In not too long a time I could see their minds were no longer on Corey and me but on each other. They finally excused themselves and headed off. I was now alone with Corey again.

“I think they still love each other” was Corey’s comment.

“I’m sure they still do. Did you see the way they looked at each other and brushed against each other?”

There was silence for a while. We just sat and looked into each others eyes.

“Can we go to bed now?”

I knew what he had in mind with that request. It was a little early but I just got up and switched on the answering machine and taking him by the hand headed for his bedroom. When we passed the door to mine he turned and tugged me toward it. Nothing was said. Nothing had to be said. We just needed to be together and make love to each other.

When we were both stripped and in bed I gently kissed him. He just sighed and relaxed. A few more gentle kisses and a few more sighs.

“May I make love to you and show you how much I love and care for you?” I whispered.

He closed his eyes and whispered back. “Please.”

I gently rolled him off of my chest where he had been and laid him on his back. There was no need to hurry; we had all the time we needed. As I leaned over to kiss him I could see his utter acceptance of me. There was a contentment and happiness on his face that made my breath catch in my throat. I could feel his deep and complete love for me and I knew I felt the same for him. 

I started kissing him gently and softly, not with a desperate passion but with tenderness and happiness. He sighed again and his eyes closed. A soft smile came over his face. I continued slowly kissing him all over his face and neck. I kissed his nose, his cheeks, his forehead and his neck. He just seemed to soak it all up and want more. 

Always before, we had been driven by need. Tonight was different. Tonight was driven by love. Nothing mattered to us except expressing that love. I didn’t apply much pressure to each kiss, I just gently kissed and licked all over him. His hands softly rubbed and touched me and it was wonderful. Nothing pressing, nothing desperate but yet something so deeply needed neither of us could say it with words. The soft gentle kisses and touches said it all.

I lightly trailed kisses down his chest to his belly button. His fingers were playing with my hair. An occasional sigh and the sounds of light kisses were all you could hear. I slowly worked my way down the outside of his body kissing his hips and legs until I got to his feet. Taking his right foot in my hands I started kissing and sucking each toe. I started with the little toe and slowly worked my way through all of them until I had his big toe in my mouth. After sucking on it a while I started licking the bottom of his foot along the arch. His toes curled down and I heard him take a deep breath. 
“Does it tickle?” I whispered. 

“No, it just feels nice.” 

I worked a while longer on his right foot and then started on his left. Once again I licked and sucked each of his toes. Again I made sure to lick between each of them.

When I thought that I had spent enough time on his feet and toes I started on the inside of his left leg. I kissed his ankle and licked it. I started working my way up the inside of his left leg and I could hear him sighing. When I got to the inside of his left thigh the sighs started to sound a little more pronounced. I gently put his left leg down and started on his right in the same manner. When I had finally made it up to his thigh his breathing started to pick up slightly I spent some more time working on the inside of both thighs. 

“Mmmmm, I like that. God that feels good. Love you. Mmmmm.” His voice was soft but slowly starting to become louder.

I switched my attention to his scrotum. More lick and kisses and then I started softly mouthing his testicles.

“Oh yah, god that feels soooo good. Please don’t stop?” 

His voice was getting a little louder and his breathing was picking up. He spread his legs and lifted his hips to give me better access to his testicles. My tongue just moved to slightly below scrotum and I started licking up, slowly lifting each testicle away from his body. His faintly musky smell was driving me crazy. As I slowly continued licking he started to pant. His hand reached for his cock. I pushed his hand away. 

“Please” I heard his voice between gasps. “Can we share?”

I started swinging my body around and so did he. We met when we were cross ways on the bed. His hands grabbed me and pulled me towards his mouth. I took him in my mouth. What had started so soft and gentle was now a raging passion.

A sixty-nine wasn’t perfect for either of us due to the difference in height. His head and neck were stretched as far as he could while mine was ducked down against my chest as much as possible. That still meant that he had to bend my cock down further than would be considered ideal. It didn’t matter. We both wanted each other so badly that unless there had been extreme agony we would do the best we could.

By now both of us were panting and groaning and we each had to stop frequently to catch a few breaths. We would gasp a few breaths in and go right back down on the other. I was sucking and tonguing as hard as I could between those few breaths and so was he. It didn’t take much longer. I felt him tense and lunge and about that time so did I. I swallowed the first few jets and had to get more air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath through my nose. I was panting like a runner after a hard race. I pulled my head back and gasped a few quick breaths. He continued shooting and it splattered all over my face. I went back down on him but it was almost over. A couple of halfhearted spurts and he was done. So was I. I felt like I had just finished a marathon. I was sweating like a horse after a race and panting like a dog on a hot summer day. My mind was in such a whirl I couldn’t figure out what to do. I wanted to kiss him or hold him but I was so weak I couldn’t even move. God I loved him. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would burst. 

We just lay there for a while, each trying to catch our breath and unwilling to let the other slip from our respective mouths. I gently tried to suck a little more of his delightful fluid into my mouth. I could feel him doing the same to me.

We both just lay there covered in sweat and panting and slowly going soft in the other’s mouth.

When my breathing returned to normal I let his cock slip from my mouth and slowly pivoted around and got us straightened up in the bed. I started to lick his face clean and he did the same for me. When we were both cleaned up he just cuddled up in his favorite position with his left thigh on top of mine and his foot between my legs, his head on my shoulder and chest as tight against me as he could get.

I kissed the top of his head. “Love ya” I whispered. 

“Love ya too.”

To be continued.