Date: Thu, 07 Jul 2005 19:37:18 -0400 From: Rick Lawton Subject: My Symon, Chapter 8 (Adult/Youth) As I led Symon up the stairs and into my bedroom, I tried to keep my heart from exploding out of my chest. It felt like it was beating a mile a minute, and that if I didn't calm down, I wouldn't survive. I wasn't nervous, though. I was excited. I was thrilled to finally be able to show Symon how much I loved him, and I was determined to say the words that for too long were kept hidden from him. Symon never looked more beautiful. His hair shined in the hallway light, and he had this amazing smile that radiated his passion. His eyes blazed with what I thought, at first, was lust, but I later discovered was a lot deeper than pure animal passion. I closed the bedroom door and brought Symon to the side of my bed, a bed that for too long had remained my solitary prison. I put my hands on Symon's slender hips and brought his body to mine, kissing him softly as we embraced. Symon brought his hands and arms around my shoulders and kissed me back, his tongue playing with mine. Our kissing became more passionate as our bodies started to grind against each other, our hard cocks fighting to get out of their restrictive clothes. Breaking the kiss, I brought the t-shirt over Symon's head and slowly and gently caressed his warm, smooth chest. I tweaked his perfect nipples and guided my fingers around his pecs and down his flat stomach, tickling his light treasure trail before it disappeared behind his jeans. For his part, Symon took off my shirt and was caressing my back and shoulders, tracing my shoulder blades with his fingers. His eyes were closed, as if he were reading Braille. As my fingers continued to trace his light hair down from his belly button, I opened up his jeans and unzipped them. He was wearing Tommy underwear, which adhered perfectly to his waist. Symon's upper body formed a "V" from his shoulders to his waist. At his waist were two perfect lines of muscles that went from his hips down to his groin. This kid was in incredible shape. And my passion for him grew stronger. Symon took his hands and pushed his jeans down his legs before stepping out of them. He wore no socks. His cock had stretched the underwear's material outward, and I noticed a small wet spot where his cock head rested against the fabric. Not wanting to waste any of his precum, I bent down and began to nibble on his cock, teasing it through the underwear. Symon took his hands and placed them on my shoulders, arching his back. I was sucking the precum through the fabric of his underwear and lightly biting his hard cock. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks and squeezed them, massaging them as I licked his cock shaft. I took his cotton encased ball sac in my hand and cupped them while sucking his dick, teasing Symon some more. Finally he couldn't take any more. "Take them off, Rick," he pleaded, so I pulled the underwear off, revealing his glorious member standing in front of my face. As Symon stepped out of the briefs, I took him in my mouth, consuming him as someone who was starving for water would consume a beverage after a long walk in the desert. The precum was flowing freely at this point, and it was, as before, the sweetest nectar I had ever tasted. I teased his engorged head with my tongue, flicking the underside, as my hands continued to massage his bubble butt. Symon moved his hands from my shoulders to my head, grabbing me on either side and gently pushing me forward. At this point I took his entire member into my mouth and swallowed it until my nose was tickled by his blond pubes. Slowly I moved up the shaft, moving back down as I got to the cock head, and began a slow rhythm with my mouth. Every time I moved back to the tip of his cock I teased it with my tongue, licking any precum I could find and swallowing the juice, becoming intoxicated with Symon's smell and taste. I started to move up and down the shaft at a quicker pace, and found myself bringing Symon to the edge of orgasm before I slowed down and began to suck him much slower. After a few minutes, Symon couldn't take any more and lifted me up by the shoulders, taking me in his arms and kissing me passionately, grinding his body into mine. My hands grabbed his ass again and lifted him off the floor. He wrapped his naked legs around my waist as we continued to kiss; our tongues engaged in a swordfight. I backed up until my legs hit the edge of my bed, and I fell onto the mattress with Symon straddling me. We continued to kiss and fondle each other. I felt Symon's hot ass grind my hard cock as he bent down, kissing me. Now it was Symon's turn to become the aggressor, and I was in heaven. Symon went from a sitting position to lying directly on top of me, grabbing my arms and forcing them over my head. There he held me tight as he kissed my ears and neck, licking my sweet spot and driving me wild. I felt his hot breath as he moved from ear to ear, slowly kissing every part of my face -- my nose, eyes, lips, cheeks. Slowly he let go of my arms, but he began licking my arm pits and in the process drove me wild with desire. This kid knew what he was doing, and what he wanted. He made his way from one arm to the other, and grasped my hands tightly as he did it. We were holding hands and he was licking my pits -- I was in heaven. Symon then let my hands go and traced my arms with his fingers as he made his way down the underside of my chest. Symon then skilfully moved toward my right nipple and began licking it, tracing the outside first and then devouring it with his tongue and lips. As my tits got harder, he moved on to the left nipple, doing the same thing. At this point I wanted to rip my pants and underwear off. My hard cock was desperately trying to get out of its prison, and I needed some relief. "Symon, take off my pants," I begged, but he just put his fingers on my lips and teased me. Without thinking I took first one and then two and finally three fingers into my mouth, tasting his digits, licking them up and down, while he played with my nipples with his free hand and expert mouth. Not wanting me to be in extreme discomfort, or perhaps he had waited long enough, Symon took his fingers out of my mouth and began moving down my body, licking my chest from the middle of my pecs all the way down to my belly button, where he licked it some more and started kissing it softly. He placed his hands underneath me, and as he licked and kissed my belly, we locked eyes. His passion for me was real -- his blue-green eyes were ablaze with such a longing. Without a word, just with the look in my eyes, which were blazing with my own passion for Symon, he took his hands from underneath me and brought them to my pants, where he unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and slowly unzipped them. He was teasing me, wanting me to relish every move he made. It was driving me mad. I sat up straight, grabbed his head and pushed his lips to mine, where I kissed him passionately, hungrily. Symon took my head in his hands and pushed us together even harder. We finally broke the kiss, and Symon, without even the slightest hesitation, grabbed my jeans by the waist and pulled them off me. I lifted my ass off the bed so they would come off easily. Once he took my jeans off, Symon tore my socks off both feet, flung them away and then stared hungrily at my cock sticking out of my white briefs. Wanting to tease me as much as possible, Symon didn't take my underwear off. He just simply took my cock in his mouth and began biting it lightly, flicking it with his tongue. Moans kept escaping from me as he continued his torture. "Like that Rick?" he asked in between his teasing. I just nodded and grunted, and that was enough for Symon. He took his hands and finally released my cock from their white prison, and immediately devoured me. I was in such ecstasy that I began writhing on the bed. This seemed to spur Symon on even more ferociously. He started to suck me, wetting my cock head and shaft with his abundant spit, swallowing my cock whole without stopping, bringing his nose to rest on my pubes and then licking the shaft all the way up to my engorged cock head. He sucked me and swallowed me, licked me and kissed me, bit me and teased me. He finally pulled my underwear off my legs and began to devour me again, this time cupping my balls in one hand and teasing my hole with his wet fingers from his other hand. I love having a guy play with my ass while I get sucked, and obviously Symon knew this, because he kept hitting all the right spots. He would finger me lightly, and then drive his finger inside me, alternating between the two while he continued to suck me. He was constantly bringing me to the edge, and then slowly letting me come down from my high. It was incredible. "You like that baby? You like the way I suck your big cock?" he asked, flicking my cock head with his tongue. "Oh yeah baby," I moaned, "suck me. Suck my cock!" And suck it he did. He moved from one end of my cock to the other, underneath my shaft, to my balls, and even at one point lifted my legs to the point where my feet were nearly touching my ears, just so he could begin rimming me. He played with my hole beautifully, licking around the rosebud and then expertly tonguing my hot hole, which had already been loosened by Symon's delicate finger. At this point I was writhing so much on the bed, Symon was having trouble keeping his tongue where it could give me the best pleasure. Finally he stopped and looked up and me, a wild grin played across his face. Here I was, lying on my back, holding my feet in my hands, my ass all wet and relaxed, with Symon standing in front of me, playing with his cock. "Do it," I said, not asking him. He looked at me to make sure if it was okay, but he didn't need any encouragement from me. Lubing up his cock with his own spit, Symon pointed the head at my hole, and pushed. There was no pain, as I expected considering this was my very first time being fucked. He watched me carefully, making sure I was able to take him all. When he hesitated, I wiggled my ass a bit to take some more of his member, and Symon began putting his entire length inside me. The inside of my ass enveloped his cock perfectly, as if we were meant to be together. He felt so hot inside me, so incredibly fulfilling. There was only pleasure from him, and I wanted more. When he was totally inside me, Symon climbed back on the bed, putting his knees on either side of my now upturned ass, and he bent down and started to kiss me. I kissed him back, our passion boiling over as he started to slowly fuck me, pushing himself into me, and then pulling out. We got into a rhythm and Symon got faster. We continued to fuck, faster and faster, our two bodies becoming one. "I always knew it would be this way with you," Symon said as he sat up and took a hold of my legs. I began jerking myself, watching this kid, this incredible God, take me like some sort of animal. He was totally in control and I was his slave. We both began to sweat. Symon's hair began to stick to his forehead and trickled of sweet dew. I was watching it roll down his smooth, muscular chest. Symon began fucking me harder, his cock becoming a piston as it slid in and out of me. It was a perfect fit, as if my ass and his cock were meant to be together, to share this one moment in time. It was natural and so perfect. I saw his reaction to us finally being together, and knew that Symon felt the same way I was feeling. Symon continued fucking me fast, grunting and groaning as he fucked my hole for all he was worth. I was moaning in beat to his cock coming in and out of my ass, loving every second of it, feeling my hot young lover's cock getting bigger and bigger the faster he fucked me. I had to stop stroking myself because I had come close to shooting, but I wanted to wait until Symon was ready to shoot his load inside me. "Fuck me, Symon! FUCK ME HARD!" I screamed, reaching around and grabbing his ass with my hands. With my egging him on, Symon placed my legs on his shoulders, pushed his whole body forward and began fucking me at such an incredible pace I felt I was going to pass out. My eyes were rolled in the back of my head as I felt Symon's hot mouth on my neck, licking my ears, biting my shoulder blades. "I'm close," he managed to say, without breaking his stride. "Cum inside me, baby," I said, looking at his sparkling eyes as our gazes locked. "I want you to shoot inside me." Symon didn't need any more encouragement as he quickened his already cheetah-like speed and started grunting and breathing heavier. I started stroking my cock again as I felt his body began to tense up, and I knew he was close. Without a single word, Symon began to shoot his hot load inside of me, letting out a whispered "aahhhhh!" as he unloaded inside me. "Oh fuck!" I yelled as I myself started spewing my juice all over Symon and myself, as our chests had locked together while he was in the throes of his orgasm. I felt nothing but pure unadulterated pleasure as my young lover filled my hole with his nectar, and I filled the space between our two bodies with my juice. It was the best sexual experience I had ever had, and at that moment, I wanted more. Much more. *** *** *** *** *** *** The room was quiet but hot and musky. It smelled of sweat, sex, and cum. Symon was still inside me, his softness still embedded in my broken-in ass. His head was lying on my chest, and I felt his heart begin to slow down. As our breathing became more regular, I embraced Symon more tightly, not wanting the feeling of us becoming one person to ever end. I caressed his wet hair, pushing the strands which covered his beautiful eyes away. "I love when you do that," he said softly, as I continued to caress him. "Symon," I said, wanting him to look at me. "What?" he said quizzically, finally lifting his head and looking deep into my eyes. "I love you Symon," I began, and the words, which seemed so natural now, came pouring out of me. "I've loved you since I first saw you at the market, stocking shelves. I've wanted you since then. I've wanted to be with you, make love to you, be yours forever," I said, my eyes tearing up with emotion. "You have no idea how much I love you, how much I love being with you, now, here. It was more than I could ever hope for. Ever dream of." Symon smiled and kissed me softly. "I love you too Rick," he said, looking directly at me. His eyes sparkled; they were alive with life, and with passion. "I've felt the same way. And it scared the hell out of me, if you really want to know." "Why?" I asked. "Because my feelings for you are so strong, so intense, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how you felt, whether you were just looking at me because you wanted inside my pants, or if there was something more. And..." he stopped, looking down. "What is it baby? Tell me, its okay," I said, lifting his chin with my fingers. "It's why I left that night, after you sucked me off. I got scared, Rick. I was scared, embarrassed, confused... I didn't know what was going on. I didn't know if all you wanted was to blow me, or if there was something more to it. And I didn't want to dream there was something more, because it would have hurt too much if you didn't feel the same about me as I felt about you." "Oh Symon," I said, kissing him. "I do feel the same way. I do. But I was hesitant about this whole thing." "Why?" he asked, rolling off of me, taking his cock out of my ass. It made a wet sound as it popped out. "Now I feel empty," I said smiling at him, as he smiled back. "Okay, why... why did I feel unsure? It's because I wasn't happy with my life, with myself." He looked confused. "Symon, I've never given myself to anyway before. I've never let anyone in, until you. You're the first person I've allowed inside my world, beyond the walls I've put up." "So I was right," he said to me. "I was right about the sadness." I nodded. "I knew it, deep in my heart. But every time I let it out, I managed to push it back in. But you're right -- I was sad. My job weighed heavily on me, not giving me the pleasures I deserve. And if I wasn't happy in my professional life, I knew I'd never be able to love someone as completely as they deserved..." "And never allow yourself to be loved as completely as you deserve," he finished for me, taking my face in his hands. "Rick..." he began, looking at me longingly, lovingly. "You deserve all the happiness in the world. You're such a good person. You have a gentle soul." I began to blush. "You're embarrassing me," I said, trying to turn away, but Symon kept our gazes firmly locked. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, Rick. I love you. I love you completely, totally. I am in love with you. And it scared me. But not anymore. I'm not afraid anymore Rick. I have you now, and I'm not afraid anymore." I kissed him again, this time more passionately, wanting to show him how amazing he made me feel, how wonderful it was to be in his arms, coating him with my cum, feeling his juice inside me. "You remember the guy you saw at my place that night? The one you thought was another trick of mine?" He nodded quickly. "I'm sorry Rick. I shouldn't have jumped to any conclusions," he said. "It's okay my love. His name is Chad, and he's a very good friend of mine, who I met through the Rainbow Center. He's the one who got me to quit my job, to start a new life. A new life that I hope includes you." "Of course it includes me!" Symon said, but I saw the look of confusion on his face. "So you quit your job because of what Chad did?" "I quit my job because of what Chad did and because of what Chad said to me," I began, recounting my conversation with Chad that prompted me to take a leap of faith, quit my job, and begin a new career at the Rainbow Center. I explained that Chad had left for London to spend a year abroad, and that he and I were celebrating our new lives the night Symon saw us together. "I feel like such a fool," he said, a look of embarrassment on his face. "I'm sorry Rick." "No need to apologize, Symon. Hey, listen, my friends and I have a rule, that I'd like you and me to share," I said. He asked me what it was. "We have an agreement that we never apologize to each other, unless it is really necessary or it's because one of us did something that hurt the other person. Can we make that same agreement?" "Yeah, I'd like that," he said, and we sealed our agreement with a kiss. "So," he started, and I felt his cock begin to get hard as it rested against my leg. "Ready for round 2?