Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2009 20:45:07 -0700 From: StoryDad Subject: Love on the Net - Part 4 ============================= Love on the Net ============================ Copyright: 2009; All rights reserved. Comments: Email can be sent to StoryDad@gmail.com Flames, hate mail, and similar things will be ignored. ========================================================================== Dedicated to a beautiful loving boy whose man doesn't appreciate what he has and is unknowningly throwing away. ========================================================================== CHAPTER 4 ========================================================================== "I'll do everything," said Ricky as we entered the bathroom together. "You just let me take care of you. I want to remember every minute of the time we are together and every part of you." I understood Ricky's need and I willingly complied with his request. He let go of my hand and then stood in front of me and just looked at me smiling for a moment. Then he bent down, unlaced my shoes, and took them off. He then undid his own shoes and removed them. Both pairs of shoes were put away to one side. Ricky then stood up, reached for my shirt to unbutton it, and hesitated a brief instant while looking at me for permission. I smiled and nodded and there was no more hesitation after that. The buttons were undone one by one and Ricky slid my shirt off my shoulders and off of my arms. I was not the stuff of muscle magazines. My age combined with having sat at a desk for much of my life had not led to the mythical "abs of steel" but neither was I made entirely of Jell-O. Nevertheless Ricky seemed very pleased with what he was finding as he undressed me. He looked at me with a dreamy expression on his face and then I felt his gentle hands run ever so delicately over my chest hair. A moment later this was followed by his lips kissing me tenderly first on one side of my chest, then the other, and then finally lower down on my stomach. His touch was light as a feather and I could feel the wetness of his tongue as it gently traced over my exposed skin wherever his lips moved. My heart was pounding in my chest. Upon discovering Ricky at the airport the responsible part of me wanted to make sure he got home quickly and safely, the lustful part of me had obviously been thinking of less altruistic possibilities, but the loving part of me was prepared to sell its very soul to just hold my boy's hand for one single glorious moment. Now I was being unwrapped like a treasured Christmas gift and I wanted it to last forever. Ricky stepped back from me reluctantly but with a smile that could have lit up the night. He reached for my belt and undid it. The button on my pants was undone and the zipper was drawn down. My boy then knelt in front of me and slid my pants down to my ankles and lifted each of my legs one at a time to take my pants off of me. The pants were then tossed to one side. Ricky then lifted each of my feet one at a time and removed my socks. I looked down and felt his lips come to rest gently on tops of each of my feet for a moment and then he began to gently kiss his way up my legs. His hands followed along gently as he slowly rose up leaving me covered with goose bumps everywhere that his lips and hands touched me. My excitement was unmistakeable but I noticed that Ricky had carefully not looked up, clearly wanting to delay the final unveiling until he had first completed this part of his exploration of me. Finally Ricky's head came up level with my waist but I noticed that his eyes were still closed. He pressed his face alongside my cloth-covered hardness and I could hear him breathing deeply taking in my scent. In his place I knew that I would not have been able to control myself and enjoy a moment of pure sensation like this but Ricky was stronger and obviously had other plans. His hands slowly crept up my thighs and took hold of the waistband of my underwear. Still with eyes closed he carefully released me from captivity, lowered my underwear to my ankles, and then helped me to step out of it. The moment of ultimate discovery had now arrived for my boy. Ricky looked up at me from his kneeling position and then opened his eyes. A broad smile crossed his face as he gazed upon me. My boy rose up on his knees until he was looking directly at the evidence of my desire and then he rested the side of his face against me once again thereby allowing my hardness to rest against his face. It had been years since I had been intimate with anyone and the touch of Ricky's face and his hands upon me felt like I was being caressed with bolts of live electricity. "I want what's in here," said Ricky at last almost hypnotically as he cupped me in one of his hands and then ran the fingers of his other hand slowly along my length. "But I'm going to wait. We're going to have dinner first." "You're bigger than he is," said Ricky as he kissed me and then slowly stood up while continuing to hold me in his hand. I was not massive by any means, merely average I had thought, but Ricky seemed definite in his assessment. The simple gentle touch of his fingertips had me more excited than I could ever remember having been. "I'm glad you are," continued Ricky in sensual tones. "You will be able to touch me where he has never been. I wanted to be able to give you something that I never gave him. Now I can." Ricky's words had me transfixed, breathless, and speechless. My boy then slowly released me from his grasp and guided me back to sit on the edge of the bathtub. Ricky waited until I was settled and looking up at him. He had unwrapped his present and now it was time for him to reveal mine. Ricky stepped back away from me and began to unbutton his shirt. He let it fall from his shoulders, then off of his arms, and I watched unblinking not wanting to miss an instant. My eyes devoured every inch of Ricky's smooth lean form as he slowly revealed it to me. Ricky dropped his shirt on the floor on top of my clothes and then began to unbutton his jeans. He slid them down his legs slowly, took them off, and then dropped them on the floor next to his shirt. My boy now stood before me clad solely in a pair of severely tented briefs and I did not dare blink my eyes lest I miss even a single second of what I was witnessing. I watched Ricky's chest and flat stomach rising and falling as he breathed heavily clearly enjoying the effect that he was having on me. I ran my eyes over his flawless chest and lightly muscled arms and I swallowed hard. Looking directly into my eyes to observe my reactions Ricky now put his hands to his hips and proceeded to lower his briefs. As he stood back up again after dropping them on top of the pile of clothing at his side he spread his legs apart slightly and I could not help but breathe a sigh of amazement. I had always known my boy was beautiful inside but I could see now that he was equally beautiful on the outside. It was not just the unmistakable sign of his arousal that captured my attention, it was all of him from head to toe. How anyone could tire of the vision before me was beyond my comprehension. I held out my hand and Ricky came up to me and took it. I rose up and put my arms around him pulling him against me. Warm boy against warm man. It had been so long since I had been this close to someone that I had almost forgotten what it was like. My hand caressed Ricky's back and we looked into each others eyes. Our lips met gently. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," I said without the slightest trace of exaggeration. "Remember when we chatted online and we said we would never let anything come between us?" asked Ricky. "Yes I remember," I said recalling our special way of saying that we would never allow disagreements or difficulties to cause friction between us. "Now we really have nothing between us," said Ricky dreamily as he slowly rubbed himself against me and laid his head against my shoulder. "I don't want anything to ever come between us when we are together." I looked down as I felt Ricky's gentle motions against me and with a smile noticed that he was leaking on my thigh leaving wet streaks as he moved. It was a very erotic moment for me, the first touch of my boys most private inner self on my skin. "You're marking your property," I said gently as I directed his gaze downwards with a motion of my head so that Ricky could also see what I had noticed. "You're my man and I'm your boy," said Ricky simply in response as he continued to move against me slowly as he held me in his arms. "You belong to me and I belong to you." Hearing Ricky's matter of fact explanation filled me with a sense of contented happiness that I had not felt in years. I luxuriated in the emotional glow that emanated from Ricky, my hands savoured the feeling of running over his smooth firm body, but most of all it was the way we were looking at each other. We could both see in the others face that we were experiencing the same feelings, the same emotions. After a minute or two of holding each other close Ricky took my hand and two of us got into the bathtub. Ricky motioned for me to sit down and he turned towards the water faucets in order to fill the bathtub so that we could wash. I had not to this point seen Ricky from the back but as he turned I saw before me the smooth down-coated flawless twin orbs that had driven many a poet to write epics devoted to the beauty of youth. Zeus had his Ganymede but I was intoxicated with the vision that was Ricky mere inches away from me and knew that I was unquestionably the more fortunate. Once the water was flowing Ricky moved back towards me, sat in my lap, placed his lips against mine, and we began to kiss again as the warm water flowed into the bathtub. He opened his mouth and placed it over mine and I had my first taste of the fine wine that was Ricky. The water slowly rose against us but it seemed to me as if time was standing still. The water rose higher and then Ricky pulled back from my lips. While he turned the water off I had the unmistakable sensation that I was floating amongst the clouds. Ricky picked up the soap and motioned for me to sit up on my knees. He then began to run the soap all over me. His hands and fingers missed nothing and nowhere, every part of me was carefully soaped and cleaned. Never had I been so thoroughly washed and never had I been so thoroughly aroused. It took all of my inner strength to remain still but I let Ricky continue uninterrupted as I knew this moment meant as much to him as it was meaning to me. Once I had been completely covered in soap bubbles I put out my hand for the soap intending to reciprocate the experience for Ricky. My boy shook his head gently and then stood up in front of me and began to soap himself while I watched. His hands moved slowly and deliberately over his body and I wanted so much at that moment for it be my hands that were caressing his skin. However, I understood what Ricky was doing and he knew from the look on my face that he had my blood boiling as was his intent. My head was swimming watching Ricky's hands as they moved over every inch of himself. My boy was washing himself but he was also revealing in complete detail for my eyes every single part of his body. My mouth had gone dry and I was barely breathing as I took in the most incredible visual experience of my life. Ricky then knelt back down in the bathtub on his knees and moved up against me putting his arms around me once again. I now had a warm wet slippery boy pressed against me and I put my arms around Ricky and looked into those incredible blue eyes once again. I could not help myself and pressed my lips against his while we both felt the others passion pressing against each other. "That was amazing," I finally managed to say. "Where did you get the idea to do something like this?" "I've never done it before," said Ricky as he laid his head against my shoulder getting soap in his hair. "After we had known each other for a while I dreamt about you one night. We were in the bathtub together and we were washing each other. When I decided that I just had to meet you I knew that I wanted to make the dream come true and to do this for you." "My love, you are the most amazing, the most wonderful, the most sensual person I've ever known," I said. "You're my man and I'm your boy," said Ricky taking my hand and placing it over his heart. "You're my boy and I'm your man," I replied taking Ricky's hand and placing it over my heart. "Always and forever," said Ricky and I repeated the words as he said them. I felt like I was walking on air. How was it that a boy could express such deep emotions? How was it that he could uncover such deep feelings within me that had laid dormant for uncounted years? I had long ago given up thinking I would ever know total unconditional love and had contented myself with the fact that I had at least managed a few glimpses in the approximate direction of the legendary Promised Land. Ricky was now showing me that I still had no conception of the amazing wonders that could exist between two people. My boy finally stood up, drew the shower curtain, pulled the plug in the tub, and turned on the shower to rinse us both off. When I raised my hands to start rinsing off the soap Ricky gently moved my hands down to my side and once again did everything for me. Once again his hands and fingers explored and covered my entire body to ensure that there was not a single trace of soap left anywhere on me. I then got to watch spellbound as Ricky repeated the process on himself. Finally we both got out the bathtub and Ricky then took a bath towel and began to dry me as I stood in the middle of the bathroom with my arms and legs spread. Missing nothing and nowhere Ricky blotted every drop of water off of me that he could find. He then took one of the two heavy terrycloth bathrobes that were sitting folded next to the sink and put it on me tying it securely. I had restrained myself throughout the entire sybaritic experience but I had reached my limit of self control. I put my arms around my amazing wet naked boy and pulled him against me and kissed him deeply. If I had been taken away from him forever that very instant he had already given me something that I would treasure for the rest of my life. As I held him close Ricky slipped back into the role of pure boy again and he giggled and squirmed appreciatively in my arms as I kissed him over and over. One hand caressed his bottom and the other moved over his back as I thrilled to the sensation of his skin against my hands. Suddenly there was a knock on the outer door as our dinner announced its arrival. "You go and let the guy in with the dinner," said Ricky. "I'll get finished up in here and come out as soon as he leaves." I went out of the bathroom closing the door behind me. While I was looking forward to dinner I knew that I had already partaken of the most exotic dessert imaginable and my senses were on overdrive.