Tangled - Part Thirteen

Part 25 : The Pretty Blond.

Although it hadn't been voiced, we were basically now living together, or may as well have been.
Before we knew it, another Friday was upon us in a rush, and we were looking forward to the whole weekend together.

I ran up to my apartment after I'd closed up the gallery. I had arranged to meet Lee at his apartment, as he was working a little later than I. This gave me time to shower and pack a bag for the weekend. We'd decided to spend the nights at his place instead of hopping from one place to another. His bed was bigger and far more comfortable than mine. At about six, when I was ready, I left my building and hurried down to Lee's apartment.

I unlocked his door and walked in and that's when my life shattered into millions of pieces. As I opened the door, I heard voices. Lee's voice carried to me clearly from his living room.
"I love you and I want to go with you but I can't do this right now. I have to consider how David will re-act!"

"I love you too, man." A strange voice said. "Is there no way that we can work it out?"
At this point, I walked into the living room. Lee had his arm around a striking, young blond man. I stopped short, my blood ran cold and my heart exploded with a pain so intense I gasped. Lee dropped his arm and stepped towards me.
"David!" He started. "I . . !"

I didn't wait to hear anymore. I tore out of the apartment, my bag lying forgotten on the floor where I had dropped it in my shock. I heard Lee call after me, but I ignored it. I ran down the street mindlessly with only one aim in mind, to get as far away from there as possible. I was numb to everything yet I knew the pain of it would hit me really soon. I ran to my apartment building, straight to Danny's door.

I hammered on it unmercifully. Danny threw it open.
"What the . . !" He yelled but stopped when he saw my distraught, tear stained face.
"Give me your car keys." I gasped, barely able to breathe.

I have to say one thing for Danny, he was quick. He took in my agitated state, grabbed his keys off the table and said.
"I'll drive."
We ran out to his car, jumped in and as he pulled away, he asked,
"Where to, and what's the rush?"

"Anywhere, just get us the hell away from here as fast as you can." I said between sobs, I was crying now. "No wait! Take me to my plot, on South Beach Road!"
We drove in silence, as Danny let my gasping sobs subside. I lay my head back against the headrest and closed my eyes.
"What the hell has happened?" Danny asked quietly.

I shook my head, not trusting my voice.
"Okay!" Danny said. "All in good time. When you're ready,"
We arrived at the plot and Danny parked near the oak. I stumbled out of the car and walked blindly down to the beach. I dropped onto the sand as the pain of it all hit me. I howled like a wounded animal. The tears ran hot and heavy down my face. I felt used, betrayed and humiliated.

Danny sat next to me on the sand, put his arm around me, held me close and thankfully said nothing until my sobs had quietened down.
"He was with another guy!" I whispered.
"What?" He exclaimed. “Are you sure!”
I turned to look at him.
“Of course I’m sure.” I replied bitterly. “I saw them together . . oh God!”

I started to cry quietly and that nameless something inside me ripped open and started to bleed again but this time I knew it would never stop.
"I'll kill that . . !"
"Danny, I can't think right now. Please, just leave it for the time being." I said dazedly.
He nodded and we sat quietly together. The pain I was feeling pounded through my body, tearing me apart.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car pulling up and stopping. Without even looking up, I knew it had to be Lee.
Danny stood up and said.
"Wait here."
"Please Danny, don't do anything stupid." I whispered.
"I won't!" He replied. "I'm just going to talk to him and find out what the hell is going on!"

With that, he walked back up the beach.
I waited, dreading the confrontation that I knew was inevitable.
About ten minutes later, I heard the crunch of feet on the sand behind me. He sat down next to me, I waited, not trusting myself to look at him.

"Hi David." The pleasant voice of the young blond said. "I'm Jack."
I didn't look up, I couldn't look at the man who had shattered my dreams.
"I know you don't want to hear this right now, but it's not what you think." He said softly.

"Really? And just how do you know what I'm thinking?" I said bitterly.
"Well, you're probably wondering what I'm doing here talking to you instead of Lee?" He said.

"Yeah, right!" I said.
"Well in a way, we're sitting here because of me so I told him that I should be the one to talk to you. He's pretty upset."

"Upset! He doesn't know the meaning of the word! And I don't see why I should even be discussing this with you. You don't know me. You don't know anything about me and right now I think I hate you more than anything in the world!" I growled.
"Well I guess you’re entitled to. However, I do know that you love him very much and right now you're really hurting. I know that he loves you and that you mean more to him than anything on earth. I know that you think that everything has gone to hell and that you think your life is over. But I also know that there is something that you don't know." He said softly.

"And just what might that be?" I asked, resenting the gentle tone Jack had taken with me.
"Well, you see," he paused and chuckled, "Lee and I are brothers!"
It didn't register at first. I turned to him and said dumbly.

"What?"
"He's my older brother!"
Then it dawned on me. "You're Jackson?"
"Actually I prefer Jack. Never liked Jackson. Just like Lee hates Leroy!" He smiled. "And what you saw was a bit of brotherly interaction, that's all. He'll explain it to you sometime." He said.

I looked at him closely and saw that he had Lee's eyes.
I was stunned and elated at the same time. My panic and heartache had all been for nothing. But then a thought hit me.
"Oh my God . . I’m so sorry . . I just assumed . . ! Is he angry, hurt? I didn't trust him . . I didn't give him a chance to explain." I said desperately.
"Well, he's a little hurt and quite angry at you, but he'll get over it, I'm sure. He adores you and I know he'll forgive you anything, trust me." He replied.

I looked into his eyes, the same brilliant green as Lee's, and now that I looked closer, the resemblance between him and Lee was uncanny. I could tell that he believed what he'd said.
"How did you guys find me anyway?" I asked.
"Lee knows you so well. It didn't take him long to figure it out." He answered.

"What now? What do I do - how can I fix this?" I asked nervously.
He smiled again, achingly so alike his brother, and stood up.
"You know what, you just stay right here, I'll send him down, and David I know him well, let him take the lead, okay?"

I nodded.
“And Jack,” I said softly. “I’m sorry. I don’t hate you, not really.”
“Yeah, I know.” He smiled and left me.

*** Part 26 : Brothers and Lovers

I used the time waiting for Lee to gather myself together. I had no idea what to expect, and I really didn't know what I was going to say to him. I felt awful because I had just assumed the worst. He had every right to be angry with me. I heard his footsteps behind me, but couldn't bring myself to look at him. I wanted to delay looking into his hurt eyes as long as possible.

He sat down next to me and said nothing. He didn’t put his arm around me, not a good sign and I felt a piece of me die. I tried to think of something to say but nothing came to mind, so I took Jack's advice and kept silent. I wanted to reach out and touch him but I restrained myself. Then he spoke, softly, gently.

"I love this place, you know. It's so beautiful and peaceful, a small piece of paradise. The best time of my life was spent here, under that oak tree. I'll never forget that day." He said and paused.
"I've started on the plans for the house, by the way, and I think it's going to be wonderful when it's finished."
I took a breath to speak, but he carried on without a break.

"I'm also going to build a little boat-house and jetty on one of the peninsulas and I really don't want you to say anything right now, please. Let's just sit here and enjoy the view and the peace."
He shuffled closer to me, put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him. I rested my head against his shoulder as I stifled a sob, which he heard. He hugged me and I put my arms around his body. I held onto him tightly, terrified that I would lose him. He hugged me close and kissed the top of my head and then he whispered so softly that I barely heard him.

"I love you Davey, with all my being, so much that I often wonder how my heart can handle it. Sometimes it's so overwhelming that I find I have stopped breathing and I have to force myself to inhale. When we're apart there is this constant ache in my chest that only goes away when I am with you. Your face is in my head all the time, haunting me and I've tried to block it out but I can't. I don't want to anyway. I love you so much that sometimes I feel as if my body can't hold it in any longer and I might explode. I want you to know this because no matter what happens, that will never, ever change, I will never change. I don't want to change." He stopped, his breath caught in his throat.

The lump in my throat prevented me from saying anything.
"I sometimes wonder how someone as wonderful as you can love someone like me. It amazes me constantly and I keep thinking that it’s a dream that I will wake up from one day. You hurt me just now when you ran from me. The pain of it was almost unbearable and I thought that I had finally woken up from that wonderful dream." He whispered.

I stiffened, here it comes, I thought.
"But I can understand why you did what you did. I think I might have reacted in the same way if I saw what you saw, heard what you heard. I can imagine how you must have felt. I think that I would have been devastated, wounded to the core. I think I would not have known what to think, what to do, where to go, who to turn to." He paused. "Yes, I imagine that's how it would be, how it might have been if it had been me. The thought of it scares the hell out of me. Am I right?"

I nodded. He hugged me close again and then he took my chin in his hand and turned my face to his.
I looked into his eyes, now only filled with love. He bent his head and kissed me, a long gentle, tender kiss that expressed how he felt about me.
I found my voice, a small broken voice. "I am so . . !"
He stopped me with his lips on mine again.

"I know." He said after he kissed me. "Don't say it, I know."
"God, I love you so much! I couldn't bear to lose you! I died back there when I saw . . !"

He put his fingers on my lips to stop me.
"Shh!" He smiled. "I know my sweet, I know!"
He kissed me again, a long lingering gentle kiss that reassured me and comforted me.
We sat in each-other's arms, silent, looking out across the ocean.
"You okay now?" He asked softly.

"Yes!" I whispered. "And you?"
"I'm good, really, really good!" He said.
"And . . us?" I asked carefully.
He looked down into my eyes.
"We'll always be good, you and I, no matter what." He whispered softly. "Always!"
"Thank-you." I sighed. "Oh God, I love you so much."

He smiled and nodded.
“And you’re wrong about me. I’m not wonderful and to me it’s the other way around. I can’t understand how someone like you can love me.” I said.
“Well then, it seems to me that we were made for each-other, doesn’t it?”
“Oh God, I hope so!” I said softly.

"Right!" He said after a moment. "I think we'd better get back to those two. I know my brother very well, he has no scruples. By now, I'm sure he's fucking Danny up against that oak tree." He laughed.
He was wrong. Jack and Danny were sitting beside the pool talking when we got back to them.
"Jack, get a grip on yourself and stop coming on to him. Danny, drive him back to my place, we'll meet you guys there." Lee instructed. "And Danny, don't take your eyes off him, he's a walking hard-on!"
"Thanks!" Jack said indignantly as Danny sniggered.

As we walked to the cars, Jack grabbed my arm and held me back a little while Lee and Danny got into their respective driver's seats.
"How'd it go?" He asked.
"Good!" I said. "And thanks Jack, you were right."
"Does he have a boyfriend?" Jack whispered to me.
"Who?" I asked glibly.

"Don't be cute, you know who." He said impatiently.
I leaned close to him.
"No he doesn't, so go for it." I whispered.
Jack smiled disarmingly.

"Good, because he’s so cute and I think I really like him."
"And Jack." I grinned. "A walking hard-on?"
He smiled sheepishly. "Don’t take any notice of him. Anyway, he should take a close look at himself!”
“And Jack,” I said softly. “I don’t hate you.”
“Yeah.” He replied with a grin. “So you said.”

With that, we left the cove, Danny and Jack in one car, Lee and I in the other.
On the drive home, Lee explained the situation with Jack.

Jack had just finished his master's degree in catering and was now a fully fledged chef. He had had several offers from hotels and restaurants and had accepted a position at a very up-market exclusive restaurant in our area. He was due to start in a month and wanted to travel a bit before he started working. Lee had promised Jack that they would see Europe together once he had finished his degree and Jack had arrived to take Lee up on his promise.

Lee had not counted on me being in the picture and as our relationship was still in its early stages, Lee was not happy about going off to Europe at this time. Jack did not want to go alone and so this was where the problem lay. I had walked in on them just when Lee had told Jack that it was impossible for him to go away right now.

As Lee related these events to me, an idea started to germinate in my mind. I said nothing about it to Lee at this point because I wanted to check up on a couple of things first.
At Lee's apartment, we gathered in the living room to chat after I had made a pot of coffee.
Lee pulled me down onto the couch, flung his thigh over mine and gripped my hand possessively. He was determined to keep me very close.

Danny plonked himself into an armchair while Jack threw himself on the carpet with a couple of cushions, facing Danny.

The conversation hopped from topic to topic. Jack told us a couple of anecdotes about his time at university. Danny gave an account of an amusing incident on one of his modeling gigs. We laughed and joked, the atmosphere very relaxed and warm. I kept a watchful eye on Jack and particularly on Danny. They kept glancing at each-other, sizing each-other up. We finished our coffee and I extricated myself from Lee's hold and stood to get us more.

"Danny, bring those mugs through to the kitchen, will you, and I'll make us some more coffee."
"I won't have any more, thanks." Danny said offhand, staying put in the chair.
"Just bring the cups, will you!" I said, a little sharply.

The others looked at me oddly but I ignored it and went into the kitchen.
Danny sauntered in a couple of minutes later. I grabbed him and pushed him away from the door.
"Listen," I whispered, "Answer me this, what do you think of Jack?"

He frowned, unsure of what was going on.
"He's okay, I guess." He said vaguely.
"Don't be obtuse, Danny! You know what I mean! Do you like him?" I asked quickly.
"Yeah," He said, smiling. "I guess I do. He's very cute, like a paler Xerox of Lee."

I smiled at the analogy.
"Good!" I replied and handed him a couple of full cups of coffee.
"What's going on? You're up to something, aren't you? I can tell." He said warily.
"You’ll see." I said cryptically and left the kitchen.

Back in the living room, Jack was talking about his intended trip.
"I don't want to go without you, buddy." He was saying to Lee.
"Lee tells me you're going to Europe, Jack. When do you intend to leave?" I asked.
"We were," he said indicating Lee and himself, "supposed to leave in about four or five days." He looked at me. "I don't suppose you can do without him for a month, can you?" He asked me.

I shook my head. "Not on your life!" I said adamantly. "But, I do have a solution." I finished.
They all looked at me.
"Well, what is it?" Lee asked.
"Danny, haven't you always wanted to do a bit of traveling?" I said smiling.
"What?" Danny said raising his eyebrows.

Lee threw his head back and laughed. Jack looked taken aback and then grinned broadly.
"Oh, I get it, you minx!" Lee said.
"Well why not?" I said. "Jack doesn't want to go alone and you don't want to go with him and you can count me out, that leaves Danny. There's no reason why he shouldn't go with him."

I looked at Danny, whose face had surprise written all over it.
"But . . but . . !" He stammered.

Lee laughed and said. "I think it's a great idea."
"But what about the gallery?" Danny asked.
"I'm sure I can manage." I replied.

Danny looked at Jack and said. "I'd love to go of course, but it's up to you."
Jack looked at Danny and I could see his mind working overtime. He turned to us with a huge grin on his face.
"Hell yes, why not? I'll take him over you any day, Lee." He smirked.
"Yeah thanks, I bet you would." Lee said archly.
"Why not. He's a lot cuter than you and more importantly, he's not related to me." Jack smirked.

Danny's mouth dropped open at Jack's frankness.
"Good! That's settled then. Tomorrow I'll book and pay for the flights." Lee said.
"I can pay for myself, you know!" Danny remarked.
"No, it's on me. I would have had to pay for myself anyway. I insist!" Lee said.

"Okay. If you insist."
"I do. No arguments, okay?" Lee ordered.
"Okay!" Danny smiled. "Thanks!"
"Now," Lee said. "Next problem. I wonder where Jack is going to stay for the next four days?" He raised his eyebrows in mock puzzlement. "Certainly not here. I have only one bed and that is very occupied." He smirked at me.

Danny shyly looked down at his hands. I got the distinct feeling that he wanted to invite Jack to stay at his place but he didn’t want to seem too eager, so he was literally biting his tongue.
"He can stay at my apartment." I said quickly. "It's right next door to Danny's place, Jack, so you'll be company for each-other. I mean, I spend my nights here anyway."
"If you don't mind, that'll be great." Jack said with a quick look at Danny.
"Not at all." I said.
"Thanks!" Jack said and gave me a quick wink.

I knew then that Jack would probably only be in my apartment for about ten minutes, tops. Danny's lips slowly spread into a knowing, secret smile; he knew it too.
It wasn't long before Jack stretched, faked a yawn and said.

"Wow, I'm bushed." He looked at Danny under his brows. "I think I'd like to get some sleep."
Lee stifled a laugh, as he squeezed my hand with his. I looked at him, my eyebrows raised. He rolled his eyes, and whispered to me, "Yeah, right!" and gave a quick nod in Danny's direction.
Danny stood and stretched.
"Okay, I'll take you to David's place." He said.

Jack jumped up, picked up his bags and waited in anticipation, all signs of tiredness forgotten.
"Okay, guys." I said. "Have a good night. We'll see you tomorrow. Danny, use your keys."

We had had the same locks fitted on our apartment doors so that either set of keys would fit. Danny thanked Lee once again for the trip as Jack came to me and whispered.
"You and Lee are good together. Keep a hold of him, he really, really needs you."
"I will Jack, I will." I replied.

"And thanks again!" He said with a quick look at Danny.
"You're welcome." I said and then whispered. "And Jack, don't wear him out, okay?"
He flushed and grinned broadly.

"Don't worry I won't!" He whispered. "I intend to save some for tomorrow!" And with that, they left.

*** Part 27 : Promises

Lee sat down on the couch while I cleared the coffee mugs.
"I hope you know what you're doing with those two?" He quipped.

"I think so. They like each-other, they told me so themselves. Separately of course." I said as I sat down. "It's the obvious solution, send them off to Europe together."
"I wasn't really talking about the trip. I meant your little matchmaking experiment. Throwing them together like that could be dangerous."
"Why?" I asked. He laughed.

"You don't know Jack like I do. He's a bit of a scoundrel and, from what I've heard, wildly uncontrollable in the sack! He's a walking sex-machine! You do know that there's no way he'll be staying in your apartment alone. I give him about ten minutes at your place - if he even gets there." I laughed.
"About the same amount of time I'd given him. They're a perfect match then, Danny has a bit of a reputation as well."

Lee said. "They'll probably fuck each-other to death then!"
He looked at me for a minute and then we both burst out laughing.
"You've created monsters!" He quipped and we both went into gales of laughter again.

We settled down, cuddled close together on the couch.
Lee shifted slightly and I could tell his mood had changed. I waited, knowing that he still had something to say to me.

He reached up, pulled my head down to his chest and stroked my hair. I could hear the dull, steady thump of his heart-beat.
"Davey, about today."
Here it comes, I thought.

"There is just one thing I want to ask of you." He pushed me up and turned me to face him. His face was serious, his eyes soft.

"Promise me that from now on, no more confusion, no more jumping to conclusions, no more running away. It seems that both of us have been doing that since we met. It kept us apart for so long when we could have cleared things up in a second. I admit that I was guilty of making assumptions without knowing the facts. I mean, at first I actually thought you were . . ! Well I won't go into that now. The thing is, I don't want that in our relationship." He smiled.

"I want us to be able to have the patience to wait for each-other and to listen to each-other. Promise me." He finished.
"I promise." I said solemnly. "I promise to be patient and understanding."
"So do I." He said. "You'll see, it will save us a lot of heart-ache."

I leaned forward and kissed him. He put his arms around me, pulled me close to him, and returned my kiss, with a gentle and probing tongue. We held each-other, at peace and relaxed.
I rolled off the couch onto the floor, spread his knees and knelt between them. I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, slowly.

"Hmm!" He sighed. "Just what have you got in mind? More 'things'?"

I said nothing as I leaned forward and undid the buttons of his shirt, watching his face the whole time. A small smile played across his lips and his eyes darkened slightly with desire. He leaned forward so that I could remove his shirt. I placed both my hands on his chest and ran them up and down through his silky chest hair. I moved my hands down to his groin and massaged his cock and balls through his jeans. He groaned as he slid down in his seat slightly and pushed his hips up into my hands. My cock sprang to life, and pressed painfully against my jeans. I unzipped them to relieve the pressure, my flies burst apart as my underwear covered shaft pushed its way out.

I slowly unbuttoned his jeans and spread them open. He had no underwear on so his cock sprang out, hard and pulsing, already with a drop of pre-come at the tip. I bent and tongued off the clear drop of his juice and gently kissed the swollen head. He moaned again.
"God," He said. "You turn me on . . !"
I pulled at his jeans and he lifted his hips slightly, so I could slip them down his legs to his ankles.

He kicked his shoes off so that I could remove his jeans completely. He now sat there before me, naked, his knees slightly apart to accommodate his heavy hanging balls, his cock hard, proud and throbbing, stood out at me. Another drop of pre-come oozed out of his hole and ran down his shaft. I let it run down onto his balls. I would get to it later. I stood and took off the rest of my clothes while he watched me through half closed eyes, a smile on his lips. When I was naked, I slowly milked my cock of pre-come with a couple of long stokes. I caught the drops on my fingers and slowly licked them off. He groaned and whispered. "God, you're so damn sexy . . !"

I knelt and pushed his thighs further apart and bent and flicked my tongue over his balls. They jerked up in their sack and his hips spasmed. I sucked his heavy balls into my mouth and rolled them around with my tongue, it was a tight fit but I managed. He groaned long and low and his hands came down onto my head. He thrust his pelvis forward into my face, wanting more. I released his balls and ran my tongue under them to his man-hole. He raised his hips slightly and I flicked my tongue over his hole. He squirmed and his hips shuddered with delight. I stood up and smiled down at him.

"You taste unbelievable. I will definitely be coming back to that!" I whispered.
I moved around behind the couch, bent and whispered in his ear.
"Just sit still, it's my turn. I want to spoil you."

I pulled his head back and kissed him upside down, my tongue explored his mouth. I nipped his bottom lip gently and then pulled away. He gave a small moan of delight. I then bent and ran my lips and tongue across his collar bone and down to his nipple. I sucked it and then bit it gently, it sprang erect and he shivered. I sucked it into my mouth and teased it with my tongue. I ran my hands down his body to his pubic hair and gently twisted it around my fingers. He thrust his hips up into my hands. I ran my hand around the base of his cock and cupped his balls and fondled them gently. He spread his knees further apart, giving me easier access.

With both hands, I played with his balls and stroked his inner thighs. I felt wetness on my thigh, looked down and saw that my pre-come was flowing freely, and running down my leg. I came around to the front of the couch and knelt between his legs again. I kissed his knee caps and then ran my mouth and tongue along the top of his thigh to his groin. I stopped before I reached his genitals and bit him on his inner thigh.

He jumped at the feel of my teeth and his hips thrust forward slightly in anticipation but I ignored it and moved back to his knees. I ran my hands up the inside of his thighs until my fingertips just touched his balls and then moved to the tops of his legs and slid my hands back to his knees again.

"You're teasing me, aren't you?" He whispered.
"I don't know what you mean." I said sweetly.
"Whatever!" He groaned. "Just don't stop . . !"

Starting at his knees again, I slid my hands up his thighs to his groin. I gently caressed his balls. He slid down in the couch a little more and spread his legs further apart. I leaned forward and ran the tip of my tongue over and around his balls. He shivered with excitement and pushed his hips up and forward slightly. I scooped a liberal load of pre-come off my cock with my fingers and slid my hand, palm up under his balls until my wet fingers found his man-hole.

I pressed my fore-finger against it gently until the tip slid into him. His hips juddered and he groaned with pleasure. I sucked his balls into my mouth and rolled them around with my tongue. Then I released them and slowly massaged his hole with my finger. He was completely lost in pleasure now, and his cock pulsed rhythmically as pre-come poured out of it. I took up a liberal amount of it on my fingers and pushed two of them back up into his man-hole. He writhed on my hand and gasped. "Oh God . . oh God . . !"

“Roll over onto your stomach and put your knees on the floor.” I whispered huskily.
He slid down onto the floor and flopped over onto his stomach on the couch. I spread his ass cheeks and pushed my face between them. I ran my tongue over his man-hole and he shuddered with delight. He tasted musky and salty at the same time.

“You taste incredible.” I murmured. I pushed my tongue against and then into his hole and he writhed on the couch. I gripped his hips and held him still so that I could tongue lash his ass. He moaned softly and shuddered again. I quickly turned him over so he was lying on his back on the couch, his legs spread wide open. I pushed two fingers into him and rotated them slowly. His hips spasmed and he groaned with lust.

I withdrew my fingers slowly and quickly plunged them back into him. He jumped and shouted out. I withdrew my fingers again and pushed them into him again. Keeping my fingers deep inside him, I grasped his cock with the other hand and plunged it into my mouth to its root. His hips jerked violently and he gasped as his cock went down my throat. I quickly finger fucked his hole as I sucked his cock of its pre-come.
"Oh God," He breathed. "Don't stop . . !"

I moved my head up and down on his cock as his hips started to rhythmically rise and fall on my fingers in time to my moving head. He moaned again and thrust his hands into my hair. His hips started to jerk uncontrollably and I knew he was very close to coming. I continued to finger fuck him while my mouth was busy on his cock. Suddenly, he thrust his groin hard up into my face and he came. The first hot spurt of his man-juices flooded my mouth as he jerked his hips uncontrollably. I pulled his pulsing cock from my mouth after his first spurt and watched his come shoot up into the air and splatter down over his cock and balls.

Gradually, his hips stopped jerking and he flopped down with a moan and released my hair. I withdrew my fingers from him as he shuddered with pleasure. I sucked up his juices and tongued his balls and his cock clean. I hadn't come yet, but I didn't care. I had wanted to give him pleasure and that in itself was enough for me.
He opened his eyes and looked at me with a smile.

"That was awesome!" He breathed. "But why didn't you just go ahead and fuck me? Feeling your fingers in me was so incredibly hot!"
"You told me to be gentle so we'll go one step at a time, okay?" I said.
"Okay! But what about you? You haven't come yet."
"It's okay. I'm good!" I replied.
"No, it's not okay." He said. "It's all or nothing!"

He pulled me up onto his lap and settled me astride his pelvis, each knee either side of his hips. He pulled my still hard cock to his mouth and swallowed it. I was pretty excited and very turned on so it took only a short time before I felt the familiar build up in my groin.
"I'm going to come!" I gasped and tried to pull my cock out of his mouth, but he held on and continued to suck me. My whole body spasmed and I came, shooting load after load into his mouth. He swallowed quickly, trying to keep up with the flood of my juices. A little dribbled out of his mouth and ran down his chin. He continued to suck me until my orgasm was over. Then he released me, wiped his chin with his fingers and licked them.

"Hmm!" He said. "Tasty and very, very more-ish. I told you I'd get to have all of you!"

Still sitting astride his hips, I fell forward against him. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me long and deep. I could feel his warm, still semi-hard cock just under my balls. He moved his hips under me sensuously and I felt his cock start to harden again.
"That feels so good." He murmured. "You want to go again?"
"Definitely!" I sighed.

He continued to move under me so I slid down slightly so that his now very hard cock started to rub against my balls and my rising cock. We were pretty well lubricated, so our cocks slid and slipped against each-other. I pressed down with my hips to put more pressure on our sliding shafts. He reached behind me, grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled my groin tight into his.
"Oh God," He moaned. "This is so good."

I watched his face as his climax built. The pure desire and pleasure in his eyes turned me on so much that I felt the familiar tightness in my groin building again. His eyes suddenly flew open and he let out a low growl of animal pleasure. He thrust his hips up to mine suddenly and he started coming, the first hot spurts of his semen washed over my cock. The hot feel of it sent me over the edge and I started to come again. Our hips violently jerked together as we climaxed. He pulled me close and covered my mouth with his. His tongue thrust against mine and his grip on my ass tightened as he pulled my hips harder against his as we continued to shoot streams of semen onto each-other.

When it was over, I relaxed against him and he held me and gently stroked my hair.
"That was amazing." He whispered. "It gets better and better, doesn't it?"
"I know." I sighed. "It's everything I expected it to be and more!"

Later, after we had showered and bathed each-other, as we lay closely together in his big bed, he sighed heavily and whispered.
"I love you so much, Davey. Don't you ever leave me!"
"Why would you say that?" I asked. "Why would you even think it?"

"I don't know." He said. "I really don't know. Just don't, okay?"
"I'm afraid you're stuck with me now, forever. I ain't going no-where!"

"Good." He sighed. "'Cause I don't know what I would do without you."
We lapsed into silence and drifted off to sleep, happy and content.

To be continued...