Date: Thu, 30 May 2013 02:33:48 -0500
From: Not Important <blstories79 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Blue Moon Series - 4

The usual disclaimers apply. This story is fictional, of course. This is my
first submission.  I attempted to create a full novel with a complete
plot. I have over 12 chapters written so far and will post more if there is
interest.

Chapter 4

	"Did you mean what you said," Sean asked, finally breaking the
silence. "I mean, like, a relationship."
	"I wouldn't have said it had I not meant it," Max answered. "Not
everyone is as narrow-minded as Ester."
	"We don't need to do anything Max, I'm happy just sitting here with
you." Sean said, his voice quivering a little. "I'd hate to think you are
feeling pressured by being here with me."
	"If I didn't want to be here I wouldn't be," Max said simply and
cuddled into Sean's side.
	It didn't take long for Sean's hand to start caressing the boy's
stomach. First his fingers roamed in little circles around the boy's
bellybutton, and then they wandered zigzagging to the waistband of Max's
pants. Max could feel the passion emanate from Sean and the man's fingers
were doing wonderful things to him. It had been some time since he felt
this sort of passion and Max realized just how much he missed the soft
touch of another person.
	Max wanted his pants off and cursed the fact they were still on. He
whispered in Sean's ear, "I'll be right back," and left to the
bedroom. Sean was left on the couch worried he overstepped the boundary
between them. The fire inside him burned for Max but he didn't want to
scare the kid or push him away. He silently chastised himself.
	When Max walked back into the room he was only wearing
underwear. Sean smiled broadly as he saw the boy walk into the room. The
boy's briefs were tented out beautifully and he was simply stunning.  All
the doubt Sean felt was erased when he saw the boy again. The boy was
breathtaking. He wanted to burn the image into his mind.
	Max took up his spot beside Sean again and this time he spread his
legs wider to allow a little room. Sean's hand found the boys stomach
quickly and Max had his hand on Sean's thigh soon after. The man's roaming
fingers at first touched the elastic waistband of the boy's briefs; Max
kept his knees apart and his hand roaming the inner thigh of the man next
to him.
	After five minutes of being teased Max used his free hand to push
Sean's under his briefs.  The man found a perfect iron-hard penis that his
hand began to memorize. The boy let out a soft moan as Sean's hand gently
pulled down the boy's foreskin. He used his thumb to rub the exposed head
and his hand to encompass the rest. The boy's testicles were small but
sensitive as Sean's fingers caressed the little sack. The man moved his
hand up and down on the nearly 4 inch erection.
	As his mind pondered whether the boy could produce a shot he was
suddenly overwhelmed as Max slid his hand under what clothing Sean had on
to grasp the straining organ. It had been so long since anyone had touched
Sean in that way, the boy's cool hand rubbed and squeezed his 6
inches. Years of pent up passion, lust, and desire flowed out of Sean. His
own hand was slowly stroking the boy's organ.
	Suddenly the boy stopped and pulled his hand out from under Sean's
cloths. It was so sudden that Sean wondered if he was just dreaming as he
opened his eyes. He hadn't even realized he had closed his eyes. The boy
was looking up at him with eyes so deep Sean might have gotten lost. "Shall
we get more comfortable?" Max asked simply almost whispering.
	"Are you sure? We... we don't have to... do anything," Sean
stammered.
	"Oh I'm sure," Max smiled and stood up. He examined his right hand
which was glistening with Sean's fluid. He offered Sean his left hand and
the pair walked to the bedroom. As they walked Max's words to Ester rang in
his ears. "What if I want a relationship with him?"
	Before Max crawled onto the bed he quickly shed his briefs and Sean
quickly stripped.
	"Do you shave?" Max asked, pointing at his bare pubic area.
	Sean blushed, "Yeah, I hated it so I keep it shaved." Now there was
nothing between them. Max was on his back as Sean crawled above him. He was
just leaning down to kiss the boy when Max put a finger on his lips.
	"Just a word of warning," Max whispered, "I squirt, well, a lot."
Sean smiled and looked down at the boy's package, it was mercifully
hairless.
	"Good," Sean said, "I'd hate to not get the creamy filling." The
pair smiled at each other. Sean's words allayed Max's fears and
self-consciousness.
	The man leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead, cheeks, and
nose. Frustrated, Max gently grabbed the man's face and kissed him
properly. Sean settled down on one side, his organ rubbing the boy's leg
while his hand found the miniature erection again.  Sean forgot he was
kissing an eleven year old; he'd never kissed someone so perfectly able to
kiss back. He never kissed the boy from his past but spent years wondering
what it would have been like. Kissing Max was far better than anything he
could have wished for.
	It didn't take long for Max to find and grasp the man's organ
again. The boy's cool hand worked the adult penis using its own fluid for
lubrication. The pair spent the next five minutes moaning and
kissing. Finally Sean broke the kiss and began to work his way down the
boy's body. The flawless pale skin seemed to quiver at the man's every
touch.
	Finally the man reached the Promised Land. His hands spent their
time caressing up and down the boys legs and body as his tongue left no
skin untouched. From the pubic mound to the boy's perineum his tongue found
nothing it didn't enjoy. Sean set his efforts on the boy's organ again and
soon he had the foreskin pulled down with his lips, his tongue swirling
around the engorged head.
	Max could not contain his lust; his body squirmed, writhed, and
shook with passion as the man stimulated him. When Sean consumed his entire
organ in one smooth motion Max couldn't help but groan, "Ohhhhhh...." It
had been so long, he knew he wouldn't last much longer and hoped that Sean
would not be surprised at the prize he was about to receive.
	Sean sensed the boy was close; he bobbed his head on the boy's
organ and readied himself for the climax. He had to use his hands to hold
down the boy's hips as they were getting wild. Soon enough Max muttered
softly, "Ohhhhhh Sean... here... here it comes..."
	Sean backed off the organ and kept the head in his mouth as the boy
shot his first round. Sean was surprised to feel the first shot almost fill
his mouth; he swallowed just in time for the second shot, which again
filled his mouth. The fluid the boy was emitting tasted sweet, but
different somehow. As Sean swallowed the third and fourth rounds he
realized the boy had produced more fluid than he thought possible. It was
even more than he could produce. The effect it had on him was profound. His
senses were heightened, time seemed to move slowly, and he found he could
think more clearly. It was an odd sensation, but one that had him sucking
at the boy's organ greedily. The sweet nectar was delicious, Sean decided,
a mix between sweetened strawberries and an old aged whiskey.
	Soon enough the boy slumped on the bed, spent, and Sean quickly
released the organ. He moved to lay next to the boy, drawing lazy circles
on the boy's chest with his fingers. He kissed Max's cheek and asked how he
was.
	"Better than you can imagine," Max answered. His small body was
buzzing and alert. He hadn't experienced passion like that in a long, long
time. When he looked into Sean's eyes he saw nothing but love there. He
leaned in and kissed the man on the lips gently, tasting some of his own
fluid in the process. Max's small hands quickly found the man's engorged
organ and began to squeeze it gently. Sean was circumcised so all the boy
could do was squeeze and tug on the straining tube.
	Max broke the kiss and managed to get Sean on his back. He quickly
took up position between the man's spread legs and in no time had the head
of the dick in his mouth. Sean was about average in size and that was just
fine with Max.
	Sean's head was somewhere in the clouds as the boy bobbed on his
organ taking more and more of it with each passing minute. He couldn't
believe how good the boy was at this, but somewhere in the back of his mind
he knew the boy acted far more mature than his eleven year old
appearance. The man used his hands to find Max's as the boy expertly worked
his tool. Sean groaned and moaned as he approached his climax, and just
before he fell over the edge Max stopped. This abrupt change made Sean open
his eyes and look at the boy, trying to convey with his eyes just how much
he wanted to explode.
	Max smiled, his eyes twinkled, "Not quite yet." Sean's throbbing
penis was soaked and shiny as the boy watched it move with the man's
heartbeat. Max had let go of Sean's hands and was now changing positions
again. Sean caught on right away; Max was about to squat over the six inch
organ when Sean grabbed the boy's hips.
	"Wait," Sean said, "You really don't have to do this. I mean it."
	Max grabbed Sean's hands and said, "I know, I want it." Sean gave
Max a questioning look, "Really!"
	Sean was powerless to resist any more. He wanted this boy so bad he
found it hard to think of anything else. In the back of his mind he was
concerned that he didn't do anything to prepare the boy. But Max was so
knowledgeable and experienced it seemed he wasn't new to the passions of
men.
	So the man let go of the boy's narrow hips and Max quickly squatted
over the straining pole. The boy held the organ and positioned it at his
rear entrance. With the first press the engorged head pushed its way in and
he was able to let it go. He put his hands on the man's chest and with his
eyes on Sean's face he pressed himself down.
	Sean's eyes were on his organ, and his vision was somewhat blurry
through the raw power of the act itself. Though he would discover later
that he did have tears in his eyes, his emotions were overwhelming. He
watched as the inches of his body were consumed by the boy. Inch after inch
in a steady but slow movement Max's rear filled with Sean. Each was
electrified by the contact, Max's body squeezing the organ invading it and
Sean for being squeezed.
	Soon enough Max was sitting down on the man's lap, every inch
embedded inside him. He slowly rocked back and forth, to and fro, all the
while feeling the organ moving inside him. He would squeeze as hard as he
dared and release, watching the man's face tense up in ecstasy. Once each
was over the initial waves of pleasure Max slowly raised up until about
half the organ had been released then pressed himself back down again.
	"Ohmigod," Sean groaned. "Jesus FUCK." The swear word came from him
on Max's second plunge downward. The boy was grinning ear to ear, glad he
still was able to gain pleasure from this act. Glad he was able to assert
himself this way. He was so lost in thought he nearly pulled off the organ,
in short order he impaled himself again. This gained him another F word
from Sean making Max all the more eager to continue pleasing the man who
saved him from death.
	Sean was struggling to stay conscious, he had never experienced
this much pleasure. Max's body was gripping him in a cool tight tunnel. His
hands found the boy's bubble butt and he held on, trying to stay anchored
to the moment as he was anchored to Max. He couldn't open his eyes, though
he wouldn't have seen much if he did, his eyes were streaming tears. Every
plunge of Max's body sent shock-waves through his. The boy was going slow
enough to prevent him from climaxing quickly, but the stimulation was so
overwhelming he knew it wouldn't take long anyway.
	Up and down Max moved, feeling the man's organ, getting familiar
with it. He felt the engorged head rub the gland inside him that brought
his own penis to life again. He didn't bother masturbating, this was Sean's
moment, and felt wrong to distract himself with his own pleasure. So he
ignored the four inch boner bouncing to his movements and worked on getting
Sean to climax. He quickened his bounce, only daring to let half of the man
out before taking him in again.
	Somewhere deep inside Sean's brain he noticed the boy's quickened
pace. His hands gripped the boy's soft rear. The well inside him was
rising, his toes curled and his hips thrust on their own. He muttered
nonsense words and syllables as his approaching orgasm built like a newly
awakened volcano. The sound of their bodies slapping together was drowned
out by the groans of the man who had long abandoned the hope for love.
	"Oooohhhhmifuckinggawwwwwwwd," was all he was able to utter when
the tsunami hit him. Max felt the man's organ engorge and so the boy slowed
his bounces.  The first shot was a monster, had it been free it would have
crossed the room. As it was, it shot inside Max's bottom; he felt the
distinct warming sensation and smiled. Again and again the man unloaded his
seed into Max who used his muscle control to squeeze and coax every drop
out.
	Sean managed a record sixth pulse before his body lost hold of the
orgasm. His body, having been tensed, overwhelmed, stimulated, and drained
fell slack, his brain likewise wanted a moment to recover and he quickly
lost consciousness.
	Max had lain with many men, but this was his first fainter. He had
no doubt the Sean was alive; he could feel Sean's heartbeat through his
rectum which was still tightly wrapped around the man's organ. He smiled
and chuckled to himself and lay down on the man's chest. No effort was made
to withdraw the man's shrinking organ. Content, he merely listened to the
powerful heartbeat and breathing below him. His small body had already
absorbed the deposit made inside him; finally the man's organ had shrunk
enough it slipped out. The effect of the fluid bonded the two together even
further.
	Sean didn't open his eyes until 20 minutes later. He quickly
realized the boy was lying on his chest, small knees to either side of his
waist. He first wiped the tears from his eyes, trying to compose himself
quietly. He felt near-to-crying again he was so happy, but his hands rested
on the boy's smooth thighs.
	Slowly Max moved his head so his golden eyes looked directly into
Sean's blues.  Both grinned broadly. "So how was it?" Max asked.
      Finally Sean managed a few words, "Better than you can imagine. Thank
you, Max. I never thought I'd find happiness, but this... this has to be
the happiest anyone could ever be." He knew Max would scoff at concerns for
his well-being; Max was more complex than anyone he'd ever heard of. He
wanted to treat the moment as it would be between lovers. Sean knew the boy
didn't do anything because he'd been coerced, or out of some notion of
pleasing an authority figure, he shared himself out of love, compassion,
and probably a little lust.
	"I think," Sean hesitated, "I think I'm in love with you." He
wasn't sure what the boy would say, he both hoped and feared hearing the L
word back.
	Max smiled, "I know," was all he said. Then the boy decided he'd be
a little impish, "Or do you think I do that with just anyone?"
	Sean smiled back, "Just saviors maybe? Or guy's named after food
companies?"
	"Mechanical Engineers only," Max said softly and rested his head so
he was facing to one side. Sean's hands moved around the boy's cool skin
from thighs to back.  Both were content to stay this way, but Sean had a
question nagging him. Finally he managed the courage to ask.
	"If I don't want to know everything," He said all in a rush. "How
much longer will you stay with me?"
	"Not long," came the boy's soft voice. "Another day or two."
	Ouch, that wasn't what Sean wanted to hear. He had hoped for weeks
or months maybe. He didn't doubt his decision just the speed at which it
had to be made. He knew Max was different; the question rang in his head
for another ten minutes before he finally said, "Then I'm all in, to the
end."
	"Vampire," was all Max said before a phone rang.

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Authors note:

	As you might have already guessed this story is meant to be a
continuation of the Twilight series. I felt the canon had left potential
for more and felt a boy love plot would fit nicely. All original characters
of Twilight are copyright Stephanie Meyer. I tried my best to remain
faithful to her characters.
	Feedback can be sent to blstories79 (at) gmail (dot) com
	Flames will be ignored.
	This is the first chapter with naughty bits, I hope you liked
it. If this sort of relationship isn't your thing, then I would question
why you read this far. :) I didn't make this story revolve around sex, I
attempted a plot after all.