Date: Sun, 12 Sep 1999 14:46:40 +0100 From: Widget Subject: Making It Count With Leo - Part 3 Making It Count With Leo - Part 3Making It Count by Widget Warning: This story contains gay sex. If you are under the legal age to read such material in your country, or are likely to be offended by such material, then read no further. This story is fiction and in no way implies the sexual orientation of the real Leonardo DiCaprio. I have never met Leonardo DiCaprio, and this story is a fantasy about what could have happened if he had replied to a fan letter that I sent to him. This is my first attempt at erotic fiction, and any feedback would be welcomed although flames will be ignored. Leo, if you read this I apologise if it offends you, on the other hand if you enjoy it I would love to hear from you. Part 3 Leo sat bolt upright, which was not an easy thing to do when you consider how closely intertwined our bodies had become during our sleep. "Mum!", he said. I guessed from the look of terror on his face that his Mum had not been in on our little secret, that is she hadn't been until now. Again, Leo's Mum spoke "Leo, who is this?" she asked, this time with a little less shock in her voice. Not knowing much about his mother other than that her name was Irmelin, I decided it was best to let Leo handle this one. I didn't want to land him in it if he didn't want her to know everything. I looked at him to see what his reaction would be. Once the initial shock had worn off, Leo turned to face me and quietly said "I think Mum and I need to have a little talk, would you mind?" I can take a hint as well as the next man, so I stood up excusing myself and went inside. this is where the Brit in me came out as my first reaction upon entering the house was to go to the kitchen to put the kettle on. Every so often I would glance out of the kitchen window, just to see that Leo was alright. The first time I looked I saw his Mum sitting on a chair under the parasol with Leo pacing up and down while talking to her. He seemed quite upset, but this was to the time for me to interrupt them. I didn't like what I saw. How was she going to react. Leo had flown me over from England to come out to me when he felt he couldn't tell her, even though she was the person he was closest to in the whole world. I sat on one of the breakfast bar stools and drank a cup of tea, which always seemed to help relax me in a crisis. After what seemed like an eternity I looked out of the window again. This time Leo was sat on the floor at his mothers feet with his head on her lap and she was running her fingers through his hair. He was really huddled up tightly and his shoulders were jerking up and down, it looked like he was crying pretty heavily at this stage. I just wanted to go out there to him, wrap my arms around him and tell him everything would be alright, but my instincts were telling me that this was still to early. Leo would come and get me when the time was right. I must have washed that tea-cup till it was surgically sterile by the time Leo did come in. I was stood by the sink in front of the window which overlooked the garden when he came in. I had been so lost in thought that I didn't even here him come in until Leo was standing right behind me. He wrapped his arms tightly around me. I must have jumped out of my skin when he did that as he let out an attempt at a laugh and apologised for startling me. I turned around to see Leo's very blood-shot eyes looking straight into mine. He had been crying, a lot by the look of it. I held him close and kissed him to let him know that I still loved him then he pulled away. Clearly upset Leo looked down at the floor and in what was almost a whisper told me that his Mum wanted to speak to me. I was going to ask him what about, but when he turned around and went over to lean against the breakfast bar it seemed like a stupid question. Of course I knew what she wanted to speak to me about. She was going to ensure that I would keep my mouth shut about what I knew then send me packing. When I got outside Irmelin looked up at me with inquisitors eyes. "This is not going to be pleasant", I thought to myself as I sat down on the chair opposite her. "My son seems to think a great deal about you, young man. I, on the other hand know nothing about you, a situation I intend to put right. I want you to tell me all about yourself and how you came to know my son" she said and then waited for my reply. I started with the basic biographical information such as name, age and occupation then moved on to where I am from and a bit about my family. She listened closely to every detail that I gave her, occasionally prompting me to go on. Then the questions started. At first it was a bit like an interrogation, but then she started to relax as she found out more about me and my background. I began to relax a bit more and felt more comfortable answering her questions. By the time we were done it was more of a conversation than an interrogation, with her telling me personal things about Leo in exchange for equally personal stories from my past. "You really care about my son, don't you?" she asked. "Yes" I replied "I have only known him a short while, but the more I find out about him the more I like him". "He feels the same about you, I can tell from the way he spoke of you earlier. What I don't understand is why he couldn't come to me about this" she said, almost hoping I would be able to give her an answer. "If he's anything like me, then he was probably afraid of what you would think. I have never been able to tell my parents that I'm gay. I almost did once. I got as far as telling them that I thought it was a possibility, but they made it quite clear that they could never accept me as gay and could never accept me having a gay partner." I began to sob. This had been an issue that had caused me a lot of pain ever since I began to realise I was gay. "I have never been able to come out to them, even though I love them dearly. They had made their feelings quite clear to me back then and I couldn't cope if they rejected me. I love them, I can't loose that." "I'm so sorry", said Irmelin. "And You came all this way to help my son?" I replied "I care about him a great deal. I had to help him in any way that I could. I think I could even be falling in love with him", I said, lowering my eyes to avoid her gaze. It was at that point that I nearly jumped out of my skin as a hand rested on my shoulder and a voice from behind me said "and I feel the same way about you". It was Leo. He had come out from the house and had clearly caught the last part of the conversation as he placed his hand on my shoulder to try to comfort me. I hadn't even heard him coming out from the house. "Well then", said Irmelin, "I'll leave you two love birds in peace, but in future darling..." she said looking at Leo "..I'd lock the garden gate if I were you. I'm quite sure you don't want the press catching you both the way I did." I blushed thinking of how she had found us and what the press would have made of it. We would clearly have to be more careful in future. As she was leaving, Leo's mum invited us both over to her house for dinner later on in the week. I think we all needed time to get used to the way things were developing, but I could already sense that she was going to be O.K. with it if Leo was. The heat of the day had died down now and it was starting to get cool as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. It was only then that we both realised how hungry we had become. Going back into the kitchen I started scouting around for things that could be cooked. I offered to make Leo a favourite meal from my college days 'Inspiration Pasta', so called because once the pasta had been cooked you added whatever happened to be in the cupboards. In this case that worked out as Tuna, Mushrooms, Sweet corn and tomatoes. It made a simple, yet filling meal and went very well when followed by two large glasses of white wine each. After dinner we snuggled up together on the settee in front of a roaring fire, Leo laying with his head in my lap as my fingers ran through his silky hair. "It's been a long day, hasn't it" I said to Leo, then when I got no response I turned my attention away from the hypnotic effect of the fire to look at Leo who was fast asleep. "I know I wanted you relaxed" I thought, "but not that relaxed". Being very careful not to wake him from his sleep I very carefully picked him up in my arms and carried him up the stairs to the master bedroom. Sitting Leo in a soft armchair near the window I went over to the bed and pulled back the sheets and fluffed up the pillows, then returned to Leo. Very slowly I untied the chord on his shorts (which had doubled as swimming trunks earlier in the day), leaned him forward and pulled his T-shirt up his chest and over his head, then yet again scooped him up into my arms and over to the bed. Having stretched him out on the bed I gently slid one arm under the small of his back and eased his hips up off the bed so that I could slide his shorts down and off. He looked so sweet lying there completely naked and fast asleep. He had had a very stressful afternoon being found out like that, we both had, and the stress had completely exhausted him. I looked at him sleeping like that for a few minutes then quietly slipped out of my own clothes and got into bed next to him. I pulled the sheets up over us then draping one arm over him and cuddling up to him I kissed his forehead and whispered "Sleep well my love. Nothing's gonna hurt you, not while I'm around". Letting out a final sigh I allowed myself to completely relax and join Leo in the land of dreams. Not surprisingly I dreamt about Leo that night. I dreamt about all the things that had happened that day, then about how drop dead gorgeous he looked in the cinema and how even more stunning he was in the flesh. Every time I had looked him in the eyes over the past 24 hours they had seemed so deep I thought I would drown in them. After a while I dreamt about making love to Leo. He was kissing me. Starting on the lips, then working his way to my neck (which was driving me wild), then moving lower, pausing at my nipples then on again till he reached my cock. He was lingering there, kissing his way up and down the shaft, tasting every inch of it. I had often had dreams like this, the kind where you feel as though it's really happening, but I knew it was only a dream. I had after all carried Leo up to bed and gone to sleep on my front cuddled up to him. Then I dreamed that he was taking the head of my cock into his mouth, licking all around it. I gasped and jolted myself out of my sleep (damn it all why did I always have to wake up from dreams like that just as they started getting good). I could still feel his mouth on me, and I was not lying on my front cuddled up to him as I had thought, but instead I was lying on my back with my legs wide apart and a cock hungry Leo working away between my legs driving me wild. Not only was he working my cock but he was sending me to heaven by doing it. I felt as though the tip of my cock was on fire. It was burning in his mouth, begging for a release, stinging as though it were being squeezed to death as Leo was pushing it further into his mouth. I found myself gripping the sides of his head and writhing under his ministrations. I couldn't last much longer surely, I was gasping for air and bucking my hips as though I were fucking his face. Suddenly Leo pulled off my cock and looked up at me. With the cheesiest of grins Leo said "Now that I've got your attention we can have some fun". I just wanted my cock back in his mouth so that I could get the release I so desperately needed, but Leo seemed to have other plans and he slowly crawled back up my body and straddled my waist. Then, leaning over me once again Leo started to kiss me. This time while he was kissing me I could feel the hardness of his cock grinding against my own. After a while of this Leo started to wriggle about and I could feel one of his hands wrap around the base of my cock holding it in position as he positioned his opening against it. Slowly, but forcefully I could feel Leo start to push back against my cock as it pressed against his waiting ass. With no lubrication being used there was a lot of resistance, but the saliva still on my cock seemed to help a little as the head of my cock finally forced its way past his sphincter and started its journey into his soft warm inner sanctum. Leo's face was all scrunched up as he was doing this, clearly experiencing some discomfort but determined to persist till I was in to the hilt. After a lot of pushing and grunting I was completely inside him and Leo sat back, resting against by now propped up legs, his shoulders resting against my knees, with me laying like one of those adjustable sun loungers beneath him. It took quite a while for Leo to get his breath back, but when he did he sat upright again. The slight movement this caused against my cock was electrifying. Leo held out his arms to me for me to sit up and embrace him while he sat astride my cock, and as I did so he pushed some cushions behind my back to help support me in this new position. There we sat with our legs wrapped around one another and my cock firmly wedged up Leo's ass and we began kissing again. As our chests pressed against one another I felt that this must be as close as two people can get to being one singular entity. Then it happened. As we kissed Leo started to gradually and very gently rock back and forward causing my cock to move ever so slightly inside him, being caressed by his velvety passage. I over the course of the next ten or fifteen minutes I could feel that familiar fire in my cock start up again as it reached the heightened sensitivity which usually means orgasm is not far away, but I didn't come. I had this incredible red hot feeling in my cock but without the orgasm actually beginning. This must have carried on for at least half an hour with the pair of us rocking against one another and Leo slowing down the pace every time I got near to the point of no return. Finally we seemed to decide without saying a word that it was time to bring the crescendo of sexual energy to a climax and allow ourselves that blessed release. Leo broke the rocking pattern that he had so carefully maintained for so long by starting to raise himself up and lower himself down again on my cock, each time rising till I was almost completely out of him, then back down again. Still slowly, but these new long strokes by his vice like sphincter (he was clearly new to anal intercourse) managed to create the force that was to push me over the edge. My arms wrapped even tighter around his waist and held him close as I felt as though my cock were exploding inside of him. My orgasm came in forceful waves which seemed to move him as much as they were moving me. I gasped for air as I began filling his inners with my cum and within a few seconds of this starting I could feel all the strength in Leo's back go as he buckled and fell against me. The two of us fell back against the bed with me still inside Leo as within a matter of seconds Leo's cock throbbed and started pouring out his cum against my stomach. After several volleys of his cum gushing between our bodies all movement came to a halt as we lay there breathless and exhausted. Finally having rested for a while Leo seemed to have recovered enough strength to roll of me with a slight popping noise as my cock sprung out of him. He lay down beside me and turned his head to look at me. I looked over at him and pulling his head closer kissed him on the lips once more. "That was incredible", I whispered. "Where did you learn that?" "I read about it on the net once and always wanted to try it out" he said sounding very like a Jack Dawson talking about kissing Rose's hand in Titanic. It took a little while for me to realise why the line sounded so familiar, but while I was thinking about that kiss Leo had fallen fast asleep next to me. I rolled over onto my side and slid as close to him as I could then wrapping one arm around him I kissed him delicately on the tip of the nose then allowed myself to join him in the realms of sleep. ******************************************************************************* Comments or suggestions will be welcomed at the_only_widget@hotmail.com although I cannot promise to reply. Should I continue this story with a fourth part? What do you think should happen next? I would love to hear your ideas. Please remember this is my first attempt at an erotic story, so any advice as to how to develop it would be welcome, but please keep comments constructive, I get hurt easily. 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