Date: Sun, 12 Nov 2000 18:06:18 -0800 (PST)
From: bardiel13@yahoo.com
Subject: steven and the turners 32

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between young men.
Although the characters are young teenagers, It doesn't mean the author
endorses or approves sexual liaisons between underage teens or young
men. The following story is just a fantasy. None of this stories are
based on any fact known to the author. If you are not of legal age to
read this, you should leave now. If you do not like stories about
homosexual sex and relationships, you should leave now. If you are of
legal age and like this kind of stories, then keep reading and feel free
to send feedback. bardiel13@yahoo.com.

Important: The story doesn't take place in the US, so don't be surprised
by different seasons and such. The story is copyright 2000 by "Bardiel".
If you copy the story, please leave the credits, and the email address:
bardiel13@yahoo.com. Keep in mind this is my first attempt.

Foreword: It seems that I keep apologizing for my tardiness with every
new chapter. It's the busiest time of the year for me, so I hope I can
keep this up without making you wait so much for the latest chapter. I've
also been busy developing a few ideas for Martin's own series (I'm really
exited about it!). Thank you to everyone who wrote telling me how the
missed the series: Travel, Verp, Karl, Alone and Happy. You guys are the
greatest!

Chapter 32: Emotions.

The only light was coming from outside, highlighting the two bodies as
they pressed closer and closer, their mouths connected in an undying
pledge of affection. They had been kissing non stop for the last ten
minutes, the rest of the world forgotten. It was a moment of bliss, of
pure enjoyment and full of promises for what was to come.

Neither mike nor Jay could think about anything else than being right
where they were. It was all about kissing and holding each other, trying
to find a way to merge with the other person for all eternity. They were
in love, they were happy and nothing else mattered. The only interruption
came when they desperately needed to breath, only to say those words
again and fall into their emotions once again.

Jay was just in his socks and underwear, but Mike remained dressed. His
shirt proved to be an annoyance to Jay, as he tried to lift it over and
over again, in an attempt to feel his lovers skin melting against his
own. He was very aware of the heat that came from Mike's soft chest. The
smooth skin, completely unblemished, so enticing, so inviting.

Mike also felt the need to discard his clothes. Desperate to feel their
bodies come into contact, but he couldn't stop, not if it meant letting
go of Jay even for a second. He could feel the hardness in his pants,
rubbing sensually against his lover's crotch. But words were unnecessary,
as he took Jay's hand into his and guided it to his tented pants. That
was all it took for Jay to start trying, but it was almost too much. The
touch was so arousing Mike could feel himself getting closer, but he
couldn't, not then, not like that.

Suddenly, their lips unlocked and Mike jumped up. Even before Jay could
question his actions, Mike was already out of his shirt and trying to
take his jeans off. Jay stood in front of Mike and softly kissed Mike on
his shoulder once, and then again. It was electrifying, and Mike moaned
slightly. Both his pants and underwear came of together, and once again
their lips met, their thirst for each other satisfied just for a moment.
Their hands roamed freely over each other, feeling every little curve and
contour. Mike's hands explored Jay's back, coming lower and lower, until
his fingers were under the briefs' waistband. They rested there for a
second, and if Jay could, he would have sighed contentedly. The briefs
came down slowly, as the hands rubbed and kneaded the skin of that
perfect and smooth bubble-butt. And Mike loved that butt, so kept doing
it.

Their bodies were to close together for the briefs to come down any
lower, and even when they made room for that, they still wouldn't. Their
contact, since the very first kiss, had had its effect and Jay's
tumescent 7,5 inches proved to be an obstacle. He had to untangle his
cock himself, since Mike's hands seemed in no rush to leave their spot,
not that he wanted them to, anyway.

Finally their members pressed against each other, and once again it was
almost too much. Neither could remember ever feeling so aroused, and yet,
at the same time, not wanting to answer to the urges that were undeniably
there. It was all about the kissing, and the touching, and the feeling of
closeness that joined them in this passionate and yet so tender moment.

All Jay could think of was how he loved Mike and how he never wanted that
moment to end. He felt that he had finally found all that he had ever
wanted. Mike, on the other hand, was completely overwhelmed by the
emotions and the intensity of the feelings that he run though his very
soul. He couldn't understand how it could feel like that, how it was so
different from any other time. And yet, they were just kissing and
touching each other. Was it because of those words? Those words that were
so hard to say? Was this a consequence of those words, or was it that
those words had freed him somehow of all those fears he had felt? No, he
realized, it was the acceptance of those feelings he had had for so long
that made the difference. Because now he was certain that he loved Jay,
and that all he wanted to do was to be with him and experience this
connection, this emotions all the time. He wanted to love Jay and feel
the way Jay loved him back. Because it was all about that. It was all
about them.

Both naked, they slowly and carefully laid on the bed, the spell of their
love making never to be shattered. Hands started moving once again,
exploring and feeling every inch of skin that they came into contact.
Mike's shoulders were caressed, and then it was his right nipple. Fingers
twitching ever so slightly, their only objective, to bring pleasure.
Mike's hand kept rubbing Jay's thighs, up and down, momentarily making a
detour into Jay's butt, kneading the flesh, feeling the heat emanating
from the tender skin.

With every second, the passion increased, the caressing intensified,
their bodies demanding more. More contact, more of the other person. Mike
slowly positioned Jay on his back, staying on top of him, he straddled
his lover's body. He wanted to pleasure Jay, that was the only thing on
his mind, to make him feel as good as he was feeling, even more if he
could. Each hand moved in circles over Jay's chest, until they reached
their objective. Slowly at first, they played with each nipple, arousing
them, making them stand out. He could feel his cock sliding over Jay's
stomach, slick with the amount of precum he was producing. Finally, he
let go of Jay's lips and started kissing him all over his face. Soft,
little kisses, meant to be tender and playful. Slowly he made his way
down Jay's neck, were he tasted the skin, flicking his tongue a few times
along the tender flesh. Jay sighed, he was breathing hard already, but he
wanted it to last. He took a deep breath as Mike travel downwards,
towards his right nipple. He kissed it, he licked it and played with it
with his tongue. He could smell the sweet scent emanating from his skin,
fresh from the recent shower, but certainly Jay's. A scent he could now
recognize.

A sweet trail of little kisses made its way towards Jay's belly button,
where Mike stopped for a second. It was a little sticky, surely with
precum, showing he was doing a good job. He flicked his tongue and
tasted. He knew that taste, he loved that taste. With his right hand, he
held Jay's cock, stroking it lightly, playing with the foreskin. Pulling
it up and down, making Jay whimper. He let go for a brief moment and slid
his hand lower, cupping Jay's balls in his hand and playing with them.
His face was now over Jay's crotch, inhaling the musky scent that
belonged to his lover. He moved lower, attacking Jay's balls with his
tongue, playing with the loose skin of his scrotum, licking it all over
before he took one of his hairless balls into his mouth. He resumed
torturing Jay's cock, stroking jus enough to let the foreskin do all the
work on Jay's cock head. He could have stayed like that, he really wanted
to stay like that, but he didn't. He wanted they to do this together,
like they should be. He wanted to feel Jay at the same time. Slowly, but
certain, he reversed is actions. He licked just the tip of Jay's cock,
and once again Jay moaned. He licked the little puddle of precum on Jay's
belly. He kissed his way back to his nipples and kissed each one. He
kissed Jay's shoulder and then his neck. He could see Jay had his eyes
closed, and by the way he was breathing, Mike knew he was close. He was
close himself, almost there, actually, but still a long way from it. He
felt he could cum any minute then, but then again, he couldn't. It was a
sensuous torture of his senses, and as he was about to kiss Jay on his
lips, the younger boy opened his eyes and kissed him back. Mike was again
on top of Jay, his weight firmly pressed, their bodies as close as they
could be. Their cocks together, hard and hot, slowly starting a humping
rhythm. Their eyes still open, they continued to kiss and rub against
each other, but keeping their eyes open proved to be too much of an
effort. The shocks of pleasure coming from below forced them both to
moan. Jay groaned, ending the kiss, as his head moved backwards, his back
arching, demanding more. Mike buried his face in Jay's neck and continued
to lick and kiss at the tender skin. Their movements were agonizingly
slow. They both felt the need, they knew that by doing something else
they could both get there faster, but it felt right. It felt so right, to
be that close, to feel each other like that.

Jay was panting by then. It was the most pleasure he had ever felt. He
had never felt like that in his whole life, so erotically charged, so
emotionally charged. He couldn't wait, he needed to. He was almost there,
and as much as he wanted it to go on forever, to never stop, he knew it
was about to. He moved his hands towards Mike's butt and pressed, trying
desperately to increase the pressure on his cock. He humped back, lifting
his butt from the mattress. It was a desperate action, he needed release.
He hoped Mike was as close as him.

Mike felt the desperate thrusting of his lover, and he knew he couldn't
hold back any more. He wanted to cum, he also hoped it would never end,
but knew that was impossible. His whole body demanded it now. He was
beyond any control or restrain. He just let himself go.

His cries of ecstasy triggered Jay's own, and as they kept humping
against each other, each jet of cum coming from both their cocks made the
experience much more interesting. It seemed like it wouldn't end, and
yet, the panting and groaning coming from both boys showed how little
more they could take. They collapsed on top of each other, trying to
catch back their breath. They couldn't talk, they could only feel. Jay
could feel Mike's weight all over his body. He could feel Mike's hand
parting the sweaty hair from his forehead. They could both feel the
sticky mess all over their chests and groins. Mike could also feel Jay's
hand moving slowly all over his back.

They smiled contentedly. Then they looked at each other for a second, and
forgot they still needed some air. The kissing resumed, as hungry as
before. It was what they both wanted. It was perfect.

It was completely dark. Just a few beams of moonlight coming through the
window. They were sitting in front of each other; Steven's legs spread
and Sean's own legs over them. They were crotch to crotch, naked skin
against naked skin. Both tumescent members pressed together, indicating
their pleasure. Joined at the lips in a never ending kiss, and that was
the only thing that could be heard.

Steven had asked Sean to remain quiet no matter what happened, and made
him promise he would keep his eyes shut. Sean had no problem with it, his
eyes had been shut since the moment they started kissing. He could feel
Steven's hand moving on his back, but barely. They were moving so slowly,
the fingers barely touching, an electric current seemed to go up his
spine.

Then he felt Steven letting go, the kissing stopped. Once more he was
reminded to keep his eyes shut. He felt Steven's hands holding his head,
the fingers through his hair moving softly. Then his thumbs started
moving, softly, slowly, tracing his eyebrows. Sean couldn't understand
what was happening, he wanted to say something, but as soon as his lips
parted, Steven kissed him softly. It seemed obvious then that Steven
didn't want him to move in any way. He took a deep breath, and
surrendered to his lover's touch.

Steven's hands were moving again. Sean felt a finger lightly touching his
ear, tracing the outline excruciatingly slow. He knew he was barely being
touched, but it felt intense nonetheless. Like a pleasurable itch, slowly
making its way though his body. The finger didn't stop at the ear lobe,
it just moved lower and started tracing the outline of his lower jaw.
Again, barely moving, slightly touching, and yet, very arousing. He felt
Steven's body shifting slightly, and then, he felt the moist hot tongue
tracing his ear again. Just like the finger before it, again barely
making contact.

Sean sighed, he was feeling very aroused, he could feel his cock getting
harder and starting to leak precum.. He wanted to do something, to
respond somehow, but at the same time, he didn't dare move. One of
Steven's fingers was brushing his lips, feeling the little moisture left
from the previous kissing. Steven moved it back and forth a couple of
times, and then headed for Sean's upturned nose. He used his index finger
to caress it, moving down to his cheek and making little circles as he
went.

Steven was glad Sean was responding so well. He tried to make sure that
Sean would stay quiet through the whole thing, promising he would enjoy
it. As much pleasure as he knew Sean was feeling, Steven was sure that it
couldn't feel as good as being on his side. The chance to freely explore
every inch of Sean's body, to feel every part of his lover proved to be
extremely erotic. The softness of his skin as his fingers caressed his
face, the tenderness of his lips, the silkiness of the hair and the heat
emanating from his ears. He could see Sean with his eyes closed,
accepting his tender exploration without a word. He stopped for a second
to contemplate the whole picture. To see how Sean inhaled and exhaled,
perhaps a little faster than normal. He moved his finger closer to Sean's
neck and started making little circles. The caressing moved down to his
shoulder, and his lips covered in kisses every inch of skin left behind.

As his exploration came down to Sean's chest, he played with each nipple,
tenderly stroking them into attention. He flicked his tongue across the
left one, and was fascinated to hear Sean's heart beating. He pressed his
ear against his lover's chest and enjoyed the wild sound coming from
inside. Sean was struggling with himself. He wanted to reciprocate, he
wanted to reach and kiss Steven full on the lips. The agonizingly slow
ministrations were having the desired effect, and he was feeling very
turned on. But he didn't want this to stop. He wanted to grab Steven into
a tight embrace, but not if that meant breaking the spell of the moment.
He wanted Steven to go on, to continue touching him, but there was no way
to tell him, not without opening his mouth. He could feel Steven's ear on
his chest, and that made him aware that the only sound in the room was
the one of his breathing.

As he continued to listen to Sean's heartbeat, Steven moved his hand
softly over Sean's right shoulder. He caressed the skin as it slowly
moved down the arm, his index finger following an imaginary vein he
couldn't have seen. His tongue started moving and lapping his chest, as
Sean was lowered onto the bed. Once his back was straight, he could feel
Steven moving again. He was straddling him, his ass positioned exactly
over his cock. It was almost too much, he couldn't believe how all this
tender caressing could keep him so close to the edge. Then, he felt the
tip of a finger brushing against each one of his nipples. It sent
electric currents throughout his body, making him arch his back. He could
feel Steven's weight on his lower region, but that was all. Sometimes,
the fingers teased his nipples, sometimes, they were on his forehead,
toying with his hair. Then, on his shoulder, and suddenly, he was being
kissed, passionately. He could feel Steven's body against him and he
wanted it to stay there, but as quickly as it happened it was over. His
hands unconsciously tried to bring him back, but Steven pressed them back
onto the mattress. As Steven repositioned himself, Sean felt more
pressure on his cock. He knew he wouldn't be able to take much more of
that. He wanted and needed to do something, but before he could think any
more, Steven moved away.

Steven was now beside Sean. He lowered his head and started licking one
of his nipples. He didn't stop there very long, and his mouth started
travelling lower and lower. He kissed Sean's belly button, and stopped to
inhale the sweet odor of the little pull of precum that had formed bellow
it. He licked it clean, and heard Sean moan. He knew he couldn't wait
much longer. He engulfed Sean's cock head in one swift motion and sucked
for a brief moment. Sean thought that he was finally getting what he
wanted, but in a few seconds, it was over.

Sean could feel Steven once again on top of him, but he wasn't touching
his cock. Then he felt it; the cool sensation of the lube being applied
to his cock by Steven's hand. "Please," he kept thinking, "please," as
his breath came in shorter intervals than before. Again, Steven's weight
was felt, and his cock was guided just outside his waiting hole. At the
same time that Steven pushed down, Sean thrusted upwards, unable to hold
back any longer. He heard Steven gasp as inch after inch slid into him.
Once all six inches were inside, Steven stopped for a second, and
pressing down with his butt, he stopped Sean from thrusting. Sean once
again felt Steven's chest against his own, he expected the kiss he so
desperately wanted, but it never came. He could feel Steven breathing in
front of his face and he couldn't take it any more. He opened his eyes.

"I love you" Steven whispered in his ear.

That was all it took. Sean moved his hands to Steven's head and planted a
passionate kiss on his lips. It couldn't be stopped now, and as Steven
started pumping his cock, Sean furiously pumped his cock in and out of
Steven. It was all about grunting and moaning at this point, desperate to
find release. It didn't take long for any of them, and after a couple of
minutes, Sean blasted his load into Steven. Only seconds apart, with
Sean's hand over his, Steven let out jet after jet of cum fly out of his
cock and all over Sean's chest and face.

Soon, they were in each other's arms, kissing with abandon. They were
lost in each other, completely absorbed in the act of kissing. Nothing
else mattered. They both knew that they were together and that was all
they cared about.

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This is still not over! I promise it won't take this long for the next
chapter, so stay tuned. As usual, keep those comments coming, they keep
me going. bardiel13@yahoo.com