Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2001 19:33:49 -0700 From: Robert Just Robert Subject: Skateboard Boy part 14 The following is a work of fiction..as I stated in the beginning it was inspired by a chance encounter. The usual diclaimers apply about age and legality. Simply leave if a story concerning man/boy love or gay sex offends you. The rest of you have been great..keep the emails coming. I have recieved nothing but positive comments and I thanks all of my readers. Write me at Kewl_Dad_1@msn.com. Enjoy!! Skateboard Boy Part 14 I woke with that "married" feeling and found Mark curled up against my back. I felt the warmth of his body and his morning "pee boner" and smiled to myself. The night had been magical. I won't go into details because no words could possible describe the wonder of it. We finally fell asleep in each other's arm around dawn. I strained my neck to see the alarm clock by the bed. It was 8 a.m. "Oh, my god." I thought to myself. I was late for work. I untangled myself from Mark and slipped into the living room to use the phone. I called my supervisor and with my best "sick" voice I told him that I had been up all night (true) and that I hadn't slept much (also true) and that I would be in tomorrow extra early. He told me to get some rest and that it was okay, business was slow anyway. When I returned to my bedroom Mark was stirring. He opened his sleepy eyes and smiled at me. "Good morning." He said yawning. "Good morning sleepy head." I said piling back down beside him. "Don't you work today?" He ask rubbing his eyes. "I called in sick." I said giving a fake cough. "Oh no. I'm sorry I didn't mean to mess things up. You won't get in trouble will you?" He ask in a panic. I leaned in and tousled his bed head. "Yep, in fact I got fired, but I don't care." I teased. He turned white as a sheet and looked about to cry. "I...what....." He began stuttering then discovered the amused look on my face and realized I was teasing. "You're mean." He added pouting like a six year old. I just smiled and leaned in and kissed him. The kiss was long and passionate and I felt my erection growing. I broke the kiss and gazed into his eyes. He jumped up and literally ran to the bathroom. I watched his cute behind bounce along as he disappeared and found I was getting more excited. I was disappointed to see that his dick was soft and I felt my own go down as well. "Oh well." I said to myself. "You don't need sex this early in the morning." He fell back down on the bed beside me and rolled onto me. "Thanks." He said kissing my cheek. "You're welcome. For what?" I ask confused. "For loving me even though I tricked you. Sometimes I think I'm just a spoiled brat." He said laughing nervously. "Aww, it's cool. I'd love you no matter what." I replied hugging him close. "Did I ever tell you?" I began. "What?" He ask curiously. "You are the wind beneath my wings." I continued cracking up. He began tickling me under the arms and when that didn't work he headed to my sides. That is the only place I am ticklish and somehow he knew that. I wondered if the boys had filled him in. I felt weak and helpless and was giggling like a school boy. "Stop...I...am...gonna...pee." I managed to choke out between giggles. "Go ahead. I don't care." He said laughing out loud. "I'm not kidding." I managed to say as he eased up a little. "I've always wondered what that stuff would be like." He suddenly said with seriousness. "Huh?" I ask not understanding at first. "Oh, that!" "Yeah, you ever...I mean....have you done that shower stuff?" He ask almost shyly. "Well...not really. I mean I did have a kid pee in my mouth once, but I didn't really like it at the time. I got pissed, no pun intended and he apologized and I blew him." I admitted. "Ewww, I don't think I'd like to taste it, but....." He said blushing. "Well, if you ever get serious enough to want to try it...I'm game." I offered. "Just no poop...that shit stinks." I added laughing. "Ewwwww, gross....shut up." And he began tickling me again. I managed to get away long enough to take a much needed pee and found him laying on his stomach diagonally across the bed. I crawled over him and kissed his neck and he purred. I hadn't intended to start anything but he began flexing his perfect ass and I knew I was helpless to resist. I knelt between those perfect mounds and began kissing the soft flesh there. I marveled at the perfect symmetry as I licked my way to his puckered hole. I licked the velvety opening and he moaned softly. My tongue made little circles around his anus and darted further and further inside with each rotation. He was slick and loose and I was dripping with pre cum. I fished in the night stand for a rubber and the lube. "Please...don't use a rubber." He begged. "I want to feel you cum inside me." "Uh....." I said hesitating. "I shouldn't. I mean it's not safe for either of us." I reasoned. "But...you are my first. I swear." He said sounding like a child. "I never let anyone else fuck me before. I'm clean and I had an aids test when I went to work at the restaurant." "But, how do you know I'm not sick?" I wasn't but, I wanted him to think how serious this was. The mood was broken at this point and I rolled over beside him to finish our conversation. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ruin it." He said almost in tears. "It's okay. I think we need to talk first anyway." I said letting the practical side of my personality take over. "If we do what you want, do you know what it means?" "I think so. It means we don't do it with anyone else." He stated as if he had given it much thought. "Well, or at least not without protection. Hell, Mark I can't expect you to be 100% faithful to me. You are a handsome young stud and you shouldn't be tied down with someone like me." I was letting my fears and doubts come out and suddenly I felt really vulnerable. "What are you talking about. I have never met anyone like you before. I been with younger guys, and all they want is a good time. With you it's different. You love me cause I'm me and you make me happy." He said looking small and helpless. I looked into his eyes and I saw something that reminded me of my first love so long ago. I saw the innocence of someone who was in love, and who didn't care about anything else. I saw me 25 years ago as I looked at the first boy I fell in love with. I saw the hope and the fear and the willingness to do whatever was ask of me to keep my love alive. I smiled and leaned in and kissed Mark passionately. He looked surprised at first then opened himself to my invasion. I rolled him onto his back and entered him easily. In one second I had thrown all my caution and all my ideals out the window. I had entered Mark as I had entered his soul, naked and willing. We thrashed around in love's grip for what seemed like an endless time. We gazed at the stars in each other's eyes and felt the gentle breeze of morning cool the sweat of our passion. I came splashing upon his shore, and so intense was my orgasm that I feared I would pass out. He cried out in passion and I saw a tear form in his eye. I marveled at this wondrous person who loved me so much he would risk it all to feel my unbridled love. I called his name in ecstasy and felt I would never be the same again. And yet somewhere in my mind doubt still dwelled. Could he really love me so completely so soon? I had to know. An hour later we were at the breakfast table having our second cup of hot chocolate. It had never occurred to me to check on the boys earlier, but I was relieved to see that they had gotten themselves up and off to school. A part of me felt guilty for not being there to see them off, but another part was very proud of their independence. I hoped they would always need me in some way but, I wanted them to be strong and independent as well. My mind wandered back to the beautiful being sitting across from me and he was grinning at me as if he were keeping some naughty secret from me. I smiled back at him and mouthed the word "what?". "Know what?" He said ignoring my question by asking his own. "Ok, I give. What?" I repeated out loud. "I love you. I have loved you since I first saw you in the restaurant." He said blushing. I was silent for too long and his smile began to fade. It was replaced by a look of doubt and embarrassment. "I....mean." He began. "You feel the same, right?" He ask doubtfully. "Mark." I began. "When I first saw you I thought, there is a handsome young man who is both sexy and sure of himself. I have to admit something. I got a hard on just seeing you that day." "I noticed." He said grinning. "But, I never thought you could feel the same way about me. I still can't believe it. So if I seem a little cool at times, it's just an automatic reflex. I developed it over the years to avoid getting hurt. I know it's not fair, and no offense intended, but tomorrow you might change your mind. I just don't want to risk getting hurt like that. I'm sorry." I said looking down at my marshmallow melting away in my cocoa. He sat staring at me for sometime then stood up and said in a voice so restrained that I could feel the inner conflict. "I better go now. I gotta go to work at four. I'll see ya okay." I remained seated while my mind screamed "Get up and go after him you fool!" Out loud I said "Good bye." and heard the door shut softly. I listened as he started his car and waited for the sound of it driving away. So much time had passed that I thought I had somehow failed to hear the engine roaring away. Then the front door opened and Mark dashed in and threw himself into my arms. He was crying so hard he couldn't speak. My tears mixed with his as we let our hearts sort it out. I knew then that he did love me and I loved him as well. I had loved him all along, I just had to be sure of his love. Presently we dried each other's tears and we talked. I confessed my love and admitted that I had been testing him, much as he had tested me. Later as we sat entwined we made plans for Mark to move in. I hoped the boys would understand. End of part 14...next Mark moves in.....want more let me know.