Date: Sat, 24 May 2003 21:23:33 +0800
From: Psy-Kit Feline <jv_kevinlu@hotmail.com>
Subject: Intensive Reds (part 2)

Note: The following storey is a FICTIONAL one. You know, like, fake. It
never happened in real life, only in the author's imagination. It is an
imaginary secenario that I set in my fantasy for Joey, my REAL
boy/manfriend, and I, so 'Ivan' in these stories is Joey as I see him in my
mind. This story may contain descriptions of sex between a grown man and a
male teen. If such material offends you, please do not continue further.

This story is copyrighted by the author. So much as placing this story on a
commercial website without the author's permission is a violation of that
copyright.

Comments and all that can be mailed to Kevin at jv_kevinlu@hotmail.com

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Come Saturday, I met Ivan at Tiong Bahru PLaza. I saw his face light up when
he saw me. He had already dyed his hair red. I smiled back, if a little
sheepishly. We took the bus to Sentosa. We first went to Underwater World. I
never tire of that place. It's always fun for me. When we were at the
underground area, looking at the giant turtles, there was no one else
around, I placed my hand on and leaned against the railing, looking into the
tank.He slid his arm around my waist and drew me to him. He then placed a
hand on mine. I felt myself blush. He really knew how to do me right! All
these little movements and body language told me that he really liked me.
Some people came in, but he didn't stop holding me. I felt a little shy now
that there were other people around, but I eased up when I concluded that
they probably thought we were just father and son.

The rest of the outing went along smoothly. We held hands and embraced at
every oppotunity. He even groped my butt in one particularly daring time. I
just accepted it as a display of affection (but that didn't stop me from
yelling "Hey!" at him). And by the time I got home, I felt elated.

We went out many more times after that. We got closer and closer together.
He even visited my family at one time. They thought he was just a good
friend and role model for me, never once suspecting (it seemed). I loved him
more and more deeply, and I trust he felt the same way about me. There was
no denying it: we were going steady.

Almost one year after we met, he invited me to spend a night or two in a
chalet with him. We were going to East Coast park. He said he wanted us to
spend some quality time together, away from everyone else. I ran this by my
parents, and they agreed.

We spent the day at the chalet taking slow walks around East Coast park. We
ate at Mac Donalds. There, he presented me with a 'friendship' ring. I
almost burst into tears. He was actually proposing to me. I asked him if it
was too early to make such a commitment, but he shrugged it off and said
that we were meant for each other, so it would be safe to do this. He
slipped the ring onto my finger, and there it was, we were unofficially
married.

I hugged him in public. He didn't give a damn, though, and hugged me back,
using one hand to stroke my candy apple red hair. He had grown his own red
hair out, and he had said he wasn't dyeing his hair anymore.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." I sobbed back.

That night, we cuddled together in bed and watched a movie being aired on
the T.V. It was a horror movie, so I was quite wide-eyed by the time the
movie was over. I didn't dare take a shower alone, I told him. He just
grinned and said he would accompany me.

What a caring pervert.

I undressed cautiously, modestly sliding out of my clothes. I felt his eyes
scan my body. I began to get hard. I tried to control myself, but it was no
use. I turned my back on him and walked into the shower, my face red as
beet, but feeling very flattered by his lecherous stares. I felt him strip
and follow closely behind me, and close the screen door behind us. I had
forgotten to bring in my shampoo, conditioner and cleansers with me into the
shower, so I flashed past him, opened the screen door and dashed to my bag,
fishing out the bottles, all in the nude. I could feel his eyes on my
buttocks when I bent down to pull out the bottles. I turned around quickly
once I had everything in my hand. He didn't pretend to be looking somewhere
else. He continued to stare at me with this infuriating grin on his face. I
hopped back in the shower with all the bottles in my arms, setting them
down. I closed the screen door and turned to face him, my boyish penis erect
like a little soldier. He looked down at me, smiling in a loving way,
holding my waist and pulling me close.

"You're the most beautiful boy I have ever seen." He said, running his hands
down my back, sliding into the crack in my buns. I cooed in reply. Our
erections were rubbing sexily together.

"Mmmmmmmmm..." I went, as he reached my testicles from behind. He used his
fingernail to scratch them. It was very ticklish and pleasurable. I
squirmed, and he held me tight.

"Let me wash you first." He suggested.

"How about we do it together?" I asked.

"Mmmmmm. Very well." He snickered. We turned on the water and adjusted it to
a suitable temperature, then reached out to each other's respective shampoos
(I use a special one for coloured hair) and pumped out a small gop. We wet
our hair, then I reached up and lathered up his hair. At the same time he
did likewise for my tresses. I giggled at his massaging. I could have sworn
he once worked in a salon.

We washed off the shampoo, and I applied conditioner to my hair and left it
to absorb. We them turned out attention to our faces. He took a face brush
and applied my whitening cleanser to it. I then closed my eyes, took my face
brush and brushed my face, neck and ears. I rinsed it out. I then took his
face scrub and applied a dollop on my fingertips. I had practiced face
massaging techniques so I did my best (it's difficult with him standing up)
and did everything necessary, such as applying a bit of pressure to his
temples.

"Wow. You're good. Where did you learn to do that?" He asked.

"Well, I studied as a facial beautician once." I replied, feeling pleased
with myself. He rinsed out the scrub.

Now came the moment I dreaded, or was it the moment I was dying for? We now
had to do our bodies. He insisted on taking turns, and that he do me first.
He pumped out some gel, and worked my shoulders from behind, massaging them.
I got even harder, and moaned softly. I heard him chuckle. I was in his
power and he knew it. He finished my shoulders and went down to my arms.
Then he reached in front and pinched my nipples. I jumped. My nipples grew
erect. He then used his hands to circle my breasts as if they were a girl's,
then he did my back and waist. Just when he had finished my waist, he
whispered in my ear, "There's something I want you to feel." and he pulled
my waist back against his own. I felt his huge, erect cock bury itself
between my ass cheeks, 'kissing' my hot anus. I turned my neck to look
behind me, at him, with a shy grin on my face. He grinned back, and moved
his body so that his cockhead rubbed against my opening. It was very erotic.
I blushed, smiled and whispered back,

"Pervert."

He seemed to take that as a compliment. He pulled back and washed my hips.
Then he took long, deliberate swipes at my butt, leaving a trail of soap,
fingers grazing my crack and my hole. I giggled inwardly. He really knew how
to turn me on.

He turned me around and began to do my front. My stomach (I had never
giggled so much before), then my groin. He went past my reproductive organs
and did my legs first. Then he washed between my toes, a little bit
difficult a task because of my toe rings. Then he worked his way back up and
between my thighs. I knew where he was heading. He massaged my testicles,
lathering up what little pubic hair I had. There was no stubble to give a
clue that I had shaved. Then he used his soapy hand to pull back my foreskin
and rub my super-sensitive piss-slit. He took my erection in his hand and
pumped up and down. I moaned and my knees began to weaken. I actually sat
down in the shower. Then he stepped over me, with his legs between me, and
began to soap himself up. I sat there and left the water flowing over his
body to run over me and wash out the conditioner. I greatly enjoyed that
experience. Then he handed me some gel and told me to do his privates. I
tilted my head up and saw his scrotum looming above, water pouring down. I
closed my eyes and let my hands do the exploring. I reached up and groped
for his testicles, pulling them a little and lathering them up. Then I
reached further up and massaged his dense pubic hair, then groped forward
until I found his erect penis. he must have been about eight inches. I
pumped up and down with slow strokes. I heard him groan admist the water. I
opened my eyes and water promptly got in. I closed my eyes again and pumped
up and down somemore. I heard him whisper, "Uhhhhhhh....I'm gonna cum." Then
I felt it. Slimy stuff snaking down my right arm and past my armpit, down to
my leg. I opened my eyes and got up. I showed him my cum-stained body. He
laughed and said that now I had to clean up all over again. I shook my head
and gathered up the cum, putting it to my mouth and licking my fingers
clean.

"I thought you weren't ready for sex?" he asked, grinning at the sexciting
picture of cum drinking I presented.

"Well, I am now." I said. I turned the water off and knelt down and took his
wet semi hard cock in my mouth. It got hard again. I swirled my tongue
around the thick member and pistoned up and down on it slowly. He held my
head and slowly got into it, pumping into my mouth. After gagging a few
times, I could take the cock into my mouth entirely, and everytime I took it
all the way down, my nose was buried in wet, little black curly hairs. I
gave him the slow blowjob in the shower for 30 minutes, with him moaning and
giving me encouragement, saying things, like, "That's a good boy.", "Oh
yeah, suck my cock my little love." and my favourite, "I love your pretty
mouth on my dick. I love you so much, Kevin.". After half and hour, I felt
his cock stiffen and cum pump into my mouth. I swallowed it all. There
wasn't alot.

We dried off and got onto the bed. He dropped onto it like a leadweight, I
thought the bed would break. I giggled at his clumsy maleness and sprung in
after him, but I landed lightly on the bed. He grabbed me and began to kiss
me passionately, hugging me tight and groping my body, he slowly worked his
way down. He sucked my nipples and quickly went down to my erect penis. He
slowed down and sucked me gently. I moaned in the exquisite pleasure. His
tongue played around my shaft and head, especially my piss slit, the most
sensitive area. I began to lift my waist to meet his downward strokes and
soon I was cumming in his mouth. He gathered up all the cum in his mouth and
brought it to my lips. We kissed and shared my cum.

Then he hugged my waist and turned me around, burying his limp cock in my
ass crack again.

"Goodnight." we said to each other, and spent a long time in our embrace
before drifting off to sleep.

Later that night, i woke up, and found we were still in the same position,
with his cock up my asscrack. I could hear Ivan's heavy breathing,
indicating he was asleep like a log. In the darkness, I held my hand in
front of me. I could see my aura emitting black bolts of 'lightning'. I
could see everyone's aura, which was why I was so sure of Ivan. His aura had
told me alot about his qualities. I peered harder into the darkness, and saw
a bight shining light emitting from the ring he gave me. I smiled, and
sleepyness took over, so I returned to sleep in our naked, peaceful, loving
embrace.

The End (for now)

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