Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2001 09:11:32 -0400 From: The Mariner Subject: Adult Youth -My Newspaper Boy #8 MY NEWSPAPER BOY !! Chapter #8 _________________________________________________________________ The usual WARNINGS , as expressed in previous postings remain in effect. If you are not of legal age or dislike material involving sexual experiences between young gay males, please do not read further. Thank you for understanding. _________________________________________________________________ Update: When I left you last, Grant and Aaron had returned from dinner, went to bed and then experienced their first anal intercourse together at Grant's urging. They then fell into a deep sleep as you only can after sexual gratification. Aaron awoke before Grant and while gazing at the beautiful young man laying in his arms, he began to have serious thought that troubled him. Aaron leaned down giving Grant an awaking kiss, he pulled back when Grant attempted to encircle his neck and pull him closer, Grant was puzzled. Aaron told him they had to get cleaned up, have some breakfast and talk. This obviously angered Grant as he swung out of bed with an "okay, be right out" as he went into the bathroom. The tone struck Aaron as deeply as if he had been penetrated in the heart by a dagger... ___________________________________________________________________ Aaron washed up in the guest bathroom and wrapping his robe around him, walked into the kitchen, Grant had not yet reappeared. Aaron checked the fridge for breakfast makins with his mind in turmoil...thoughts racing around like crazy. As Aaron was getting a breakfast together, Grant came into the kitchen and sitting on a counter stool, said, "okay, what you want to talk about?" in a very hard tone of voice. Aaron stood there feeling a chill envelope him. Turning, Aaron saw that Grant was fully clothed as the night before. Well for one thing, we need to talk about the future, our future and yours, I said. Grant sat there with no comment. I continued that we needed to talk about our feelings for each other. Grant, looking up, said, "you mean me loving you and you loving me feelings, our enjoying sex together, those feelings?" Looking at him, I said "yes, those and other things". He almost spat out "what other things you talking about. You sucked my cock, I sucked your cock and we liked it didn't we? You fucked me and I loved you doing it, maybe that is what has fucked your head up". I just stood there when he suddenly blurted out "maybe me being 17 is what you are worried about, think I am going to get you into trouble I guess". He swung around on the stool and turned his back to me. I sat the skillet on the stove with its un-cooked eggs in it and turned the stove off. Walking around the counter, I stepped in front of Grant. His hands were locked in his lap and his head hung down. I put my hand under his chin and lifted his face to mine, tears were in his eyes and I could see his body sagging and felt his anguish as I placed my arm around his back and leaning forward, I pulled him close to me and I sighed "Oh Grant, please, please listen to me". He melted against my chest and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me tighter as he started to sob, his body shaking. My will power almost faded but I steeled myself against what I knew was his power over me if I let him use it. I stood there holding him and let him sob for what seemed ages as I felt like I had been kicking a puppy dog. Grant's grip on my waist did not relax but I could feel his body starting to relax a little and his sobs subsiding some. I leaned back a little and again lifting his face to my gaze, I asked him if he would sit on the love seat with me, the thought running through my mind "what a hell of a name for a piece of furniture". Grant eased forward and the counter stool toppled to the side as he did. He relinquished his grip on my waist and we moved over to that mis-named seat. With my left arm around his broad shoulders and his right arm around my waist we sat down. Grant still was not looking at my face. It is funny the things that go through one's mind at times like this. Here I was holding this boy or young man if you prefer. He was a young man but legally still a boy, that is the stupid way that the law decides who is an adult and who is not, Grant was a young man. I could feel his heart beating and mine was racing. I could only think that in just a very short time I had fallen deeply in love with him and yet my mind told me it would not last or maybe could not. Events and situations were against us and I was trying to think how I was going to explain this to him. Making it harder was that I believed this was his first love affair as well as fully sexual. I had a real can of worms to straighten out without ruining him for life. Grant was gay of that I was sure and in some way I had been instrumental in bringing him into the gay lifestyle. His only sexual experience, but not really , was when he and Peter had jerked each other off. Hell, all boys did that or so I believed, I had. What we had done together in the last two days was as if a door had been opened with a great light and Grant had stepped through into what he thought was "love". All of this flashed through my mind as I was holding him close to me. I straightened up a little and lifting his head, he reached around my neck and started to pull my mouth to his. I didn't resist and as he brushed my lips with his, he whispered "Aaron, I do love you, don't you believe me?". Looking into his eyes, I heard myself saying, Grant, I think you think you love me". I could have bit my tongue off when I heard those words come out of my mouth as I felt Grant stiffen against me. Without raising his head, he said, "you think I think I love you. Haven't I done enough to show you I love you, what else do you want"? His shoulders started to heave again. I leaned forward and whispered, "Grant, there are different kinds of love and the love between two men is expressed in different ways". "Please let me explain what I am trying to say". Drawing air deep into my lungs, I let out a great sigh and said "Grant, some men equate love with sexual acts with each other. They whisper endearments to each other in the heat of their passion". I paused for a moment before going on, "If you remember we both were telling each other how much we loved each other each time we had sex, right", he only nodded his head. "Sex is a part of it Grant but not all of it", I said. He spoke against my chest, "but I thought that sex was love and loving each other?. I said it was only part of it, not the whole". I again inhaled air deep into my lungs feeling a dread and apprehension deep inside of me. For a moment, I asked myself if I was doing this right or screwing it all up. I didn't know as I plunged ahead. I asked Grant a question, "do you remember your bible Grant?" He nodded his head and said "some of it". I asked him if he remembered that part where the prophets said "Man does not live by bread alone"? He said "no, I don't remember that, what does it mean"? I was on shaky ground here, not being a scholar of the bible. Rubbing his shoulders and back, I said "it means that man needs things other then bread to live. He needs water, understanding, faith and love". When I said "love" Grant jerked his head up and said "see we need love like it says in the bible". Looking at his face and into those captivating eyes, I said, "yes, we need love but sexual love is only part of it". "We need to understand the love we feel for each other and try and separate if from the sexual act". The little boy in him was grasping for some thread of hope. I went on and I asked him if he loved his parents. He said "of course I do, they were his parents". But I said, "there is no sex between you and your parents is there?" You love your younger brother don't you, you don't suck his cock do you? In quick order, he said " yes, I love my parents and my brother and no, there was no sex between them", almost heatedly. I said "wait a minute, let me explain". "Love between parents and children, between siblings is a love of faith and understanding built up over years of knowing they will be there for you when you need them", "your parents care for you when you are hurt or feeling bad, they provide for your needs, take you places with them when they go out, don't they?" Again a nod of yes. I continued on " the love between two men is one that has to be nurtured in the same way." "Two men that feel they are in love need to work together and understand each other and what each needs, does that make sense to you?" Again Grant nodded his head yes before going on and saying "we could do that together couldn't we Aaron. Couldn't we live together and learn if we really love each other?" I did a quick intake as that phrase "live together" came from his mouth. I held him close as I said "we could Grant but not yet and he quickly demanded why not". Looking at him again, I poured out the main reason we could not. I told him that he was 17 and stopped his protest that I could see was coming with a finger across his lips. I mentioned that school started in 10 days and he needed to return and finish his high school education, he just could not up and leave his parents without some real explainations. Going on, I told him he needed to be with his friends and spend time with them and not just me. Looking at me, he said "but I only want to be with you, I don't need any friends". That little boy inside of him was talking again. I was beginning to wonder if he would ever understand what I was trying to tell him and while I was doing it, my heart was aching, I wanted him so bad. I pulled back and said "Grant, your parents are coming back today at what time?" He told me they were supposed to be back at about 300PM. I mentioned that he was expected to be there wasn't he? He nodded yes, and I said it was almost noon and we had been talking for over two hours. I told him we could talk some more about this later if he wanted to. He snuggled a little closer and said "okay but he wanted me too, even after they got home" and he reached up pulling my lips tightly to his probing my lips with his tongue. I opened my lips and let him enter pulling him tightly against me. As we were kissing, I felt his hand probing my robe for an opening and he found my half hard cock and started to massage me pushing my cock hard against my balls. I was naked under the robe but it had not been by design. Grant took advantage of the moment and taking my hand pressed it on his growing bulge, I was trapped again and pushed my tongue deeper into his mouth searching for his and sucking it into my mouth. I reached down and started to lift his shirt so I could suck on his beautiful tits and feel his body against mine. We stood up and I pulled his shirt over his head and dropping it, I leaned down and took his hard nipple in my mouth, he gasped and dropped his slacks to the floor, hi s rock hard cock snapping up against his flat hard stomach and then just waiving there as I was sucking on his tits. Grant pulled my robe over my shoulders and as it dropped to the floor, he leaned over and took my hard cock and started pulling on it hard and fast. I knew this would be a short session if we didn't get some control. I stood up and pulled Grant to me, whispering in his ear, "lay down with me". He didn't object and slowly sank onto the carpet with me. As he stretched out under me, I heard him say "take me Aaron, please suck me dry and swallow my cream". He had his eyes closed and was stretching like a cat, twisting his hips and showing me that gorgeous body that awed me every time I saw it. His cock was rolling from side to side as he twisted and lifted his hips for me to take it his balls hanging down in his crotch. I did not hestitate and slid my mouth down the full length of his almost 7" and thick cock, thinking as I did, "and he is still growing." His cock slid down my throat and then his balls were under my nose and I nuzzled them as I growled deep in my throat sending him into a fit as he felt me working that thick rod and nuzzling his balls. Grabbing my head and pushing me tight on his shaft, he groaned and moaning as he raised his hips to tighten his cock deeper in my throat. I heard him growling and ordering me to take it deeper, he wanted to feel his cum rolling down my throat as he shot his load. I raised myself over him and placed my knees and hands on both sides of him. I lowered my hips so my cock brushed his lips and he opened them and I sank even deeper into his throat but slowly. He was still new at cock sucking and I didn't want to hurt him with my thick shaft. He raised his head and pulled my ass down as my cock slid deep into his throat and I felt him growling sending a shock through my body and nuts. I rolled us over pulling him with me and we were in the classic 69 position. Grant greedily sucked on my cock as he was fucking my face driving his young precum leaking rod as deep as he could. I reached under his legs and started to pull on his loose ball sac as he did the same with mine. We both were lost in each other and nothing else mattered as I stroked my diamond cutting rod as deep as he could take it and that was all of it, he had learned well. I felt Grant's nuts starting to draw up and knew he was close as he increased the drive to fill my mouth. I could feel the juices starting to rise in my cock and holding his head with my left hand drove deep down his throat. Grant's nuts disappeared and I felt his cock swelling ever larger in my mouth and mine was feeling like I wanted to piss and I knew this was going to be a load he might not be able to handle. Suddenly wave after wave of delicious feelings swept over me as my cock started to fill Grant's mouth and his cock was surging with volley after volley of his sweet, salty cum down my throat, I held his ass tight so as to get it all and he was gripping my groin tight as my cock filled his mouth and I felt him swallowing each surge of cum I gave him. I could feel his throat muscles working over every inch, draining all of me. As our loads were being expended, we slowly started to slowly descend from the pure sexual high we had reached and I felt my cock starting to soften as his did as well. We both did not want it to end and held on tight with our lips milking every drop we could get. Both of us were breathing heavily and trying to get air with our cocks still in each others mouths. I felt my cock slip from Grant's mouth and he withdrew his from mine and I kissed it and licked the little flecks of cum that were hanging on. Grant reached for mine and then he took it again in his mouth making me gasp with the feeling of his warm mouth around me again. I took his head and looking down at him, told him that was a little more then I could stand right then. Grant just grinned and licked his lips, his eyes flashing at me with deep passion. Sitting up, I lifted him to me and holding him, we kissed very passionately and lovingly. Pulling his head back, he said "now tell me you don't love me Aaron Stotler". Looking at him, I said "well maybe just a little"... Comments please to: mariner23502@hotmail.com My thanks to the many readers that have written with their compliments and suggestions. It feels good knowing you are appreciated.