Date: Fri, 02 Jul 2004 03:49:06 +0000 From: ignacio cicuttini Subject: Friendship chapter 2 Disclaimer: this story contains adult related material and explicit male-male sex, if you're not allowed or feel offended just leave, otherwise enjoy it. This is a fictional story; all characters are made up although some thoughts and facts were true. This second part of this story I would like to dedicate to two persons that in one way or another took part of it. In first place to Lars for believing in me, he was the very first feedback mail I've received and I'm very thankful for that. Jag alskar dej min van. In second place to Comicality, in whom almost the whole second part of this chapter is inspired. Last, please forgive my awful English again; I'm still Argentinian (hahaha). I wanna really thank to all of you have written and supported me in this new adventure. As last time, if you liked it, please let me know to icicuttini@hotmail.com, promise you I'll answer all and every single mail. Friendship: Chapter 2 Getting out from the closet. Some time had past from that revelation, our relationship, far from getting tense, gas getting Intense. Kidding, it was growing and climbing to the next level, we got closer; he was not only my lover but my best friend. It was perfect; I used to spend the whole afternoons over his place and most of the days we saw the sunset from his bedroom window. Just the two of us, laying on his bed, our hearts pounding together, our breath breathing in unison and our arms around each other waists. I wanted it lasted forever, but like all the good stuff it has to end. One afternoon after school we went to his place as usual and we put on some TV. Everything was wonderful; we were watching some old Teenage witch chapter, the one of the shot-cuts. In fact I think is the one with the best gag. Sabrina is returning home after milking a cow with her own hands and working in a farm to learn that you've got not to do all things the easy way and her aunt tries to get the bathroom so she says "I'll take a bath first, I've touched pig's parts that I wouldn't even put in sausages!". I don't know, I still remember it and can't help but laugh out loud. Anyway we were there on the couch watching TV with some cookies and some cocoa (winter is special for that) when the phone rang. As it was on the coffee table he answered right away. "Hello" "Hi dad, how you doing?" "Fine, I'm just hanging around a bit before doing my homework" "Yes, with Justin" he saw me and smiled. Then he blew me a kiss which obviously I returned with a tender kiss in his belly making him laugh out loud. He put my head away from him and shushed me still giggling. "Please, don't bother me, I'll do it" "I'm telling you" as he continued speaking his face became angrier and the tone in his voice sounded louder, like more upset. "Fine, so next week... about Wednesday. Is that ok?" "Love you too... bye" He hung up and it was noticeable that his face was different. He was like upset or something, although his eyes didn't show angriness, they showed something else, I can't tell... he was more worried than anything else; besides, he kissed him goodbye telling he loved him. Usually you don't use that expression in the middle of an argument. So I wanted to know what was wrong but I was a bit scared of his answer. Call it a sixth sense, but I knew something was wrong and wasn't easy to fix. He sat again on the couch and I grabbed him by his waist, he laid his head in my lap and we stayed there a moment in silence, I played a bit with his hair caressing his forehead and trying to smile at him. I'm telling you, that's one of the hardest things to see the person you love the most in the whole world and see that he's actually tearing apart and there's nothing you can do `bout it. How the hell I'm supposed to put a that's-ok face to comfort him if when I look at him and see him like that my heart breaks in two? He had his beautiful honey eyes mid closed and his expression was pretty down. It was a very tuff but special moment at the same time. I mean, the two of us silent, sharing our silence and feelings just by the gentlest touch. Anyway, I had to break the silence because I really wanted to know what the deal was, so I asked him the best and gentlest way I could do it just not to hurt him even more. "What's wrong sweetie?" "Huh...? Oh, nothing, just enjoying being with you. You know that I love you, don't you?" he faked a smile and closed his eyes again. "C'mon, may be it works with your many lovers but you know I know you better than this." I smiled at him not stopping my massage session for a sec. "hate you when you're right..." he smiled again, this time truer in his eyes but still making a big effort to do it. He turned his head and pretended to watch TV. Sabrina was over and since the telephone call the TV was muted. Some cartoon was on. The room was getting colder so I grabbed a small blanket lying beside us and covered him a bit with it, I took his left hand and it was really cold so I warmed it with mine. "Gosh Jus, that's incredible, I love you so much I can't believe it." "Love you too, more than life itself that's why I can't see you like this, I'm serious, you are not ok, something happened after that phone call. Will you tell me what's wrong?" I didn't want to be rude but I really wanted to know what happened to him. "K, that's the deal. Next week, on Wednesday my dad is coming." With that the turned his head and looked down in shame. "So, what's the biggie? I mean, aren't you two OK? I guess, after a couple years living alone have your old man around may be it's not the happiest thing ever, but you'll get along with that. You'll survive, believe me. I still live with my mom and despite she drives me nuts sometimes, I manage it pretty well." I know it wasn't the real problem, it wouldn't ever be, but I actually had no clue what was the matter. "You don't get it, do you" he said giving me that that's-the-problem look. "Nope, no clue. And trust me I really wanna help." "Mmmm... I love you for that, but believe me you'll be the worst problem then." With that, I got suspicious. What the hell he told his dad about me that would cause him such trouble. "K. if it's that what you want, I won't show then. I mean, we can meet each other outside these walls too." I didn't like the idea at all but I really wanted to help. "God Jus, you're the best, I love you so much. But I really wanted nothing to change. You still coming here every afternoon and spending our days together like this." "I really don't get you. What on earth do you want from me? I'll do anything." I was starting to get nervous about the whole situation. "There is nothing you can do about it; the problem is what you are..." "Oh crap... what about me?" by now I was over the edge. "Is that I haven't told my dad I was gay yet and I'm scared to death with his reaction..." I actually sighed in relief although the whole thing was getting me a bit upset, but for a moment I really thought I couldn't manage it. "Oh, I see..." anyway there was something I didn't understand. "...but didn't you tell me you told your father that time at the airport?" "Actually, you asked me and I didn't answer that question at all. I guess you assumed I had." "You liar...!" I punched him joyfully. He smiled at me for a moment but then he got serious again. "You'll see. I really want to tell him, I really do, and I'd love to tell him that I'm really lost in love with you, I'm really afraid about what his answer would be." "Don't worry, we'll fix it, I promise, I'll be by your side and somehow we'll get over it." "God, con you be any more perfect? I just love you so much." He showed a bit relief in his face but I noticed he was still a bit worried. Then I hugged him and kissed tenderly on his lips. We laid together just looking each other in passion and tenderness. Our breath became one, the whole room got warmer and suddenly it was just him. There was no light but the TV still muted and it lightened like fireworks. The couch was comforting us helped by the small blanket that warmed us even more. Our touch was gentle, tender, soft and slow. Our kisses like water wet out lips. My eyes were half closed, in fact my instincts claimed to close them but my heart screamed to keep them open just to see him, not to miss a single inch of him, of his perfect body. He grabbed my shirt and started to get rid of it. Then his hands made contact with my skin and I couldn't help it, I only could respond to that by exhaling a soft moan and kiss him hard. Then I did the same to him as he started to undo my zip. In a moment we were buck naked just covered by the blanket. Our kisses were deep and full of love. His scent was soapy, his skin was milky and his hair smelled apple shampoo. His aroma was intoxicating me to a climax. "I just can't believe how much I love you. I could die for you right now." "You're so perfect. Promise you'll be with me forever." As every answer I kissed him hard and hugged him rounding his butt with my hands. His bends were so perfect, his shape was the packaging of a sweet rose, he was perfect in every way. I wanted it lasted forever. I started to kiss his neck and he let a soft moan, he returned the kiss and I had to gasp for air. Then we moved to the earlobes, my most sensitive part and I instinctly bit him. He groaned in response to my stimulating work. Hands were all over the place, caressing touching, feeling his smooth body. Then I lowered to his nipples kissing every inch of him. I didn't wanna miss a thing. He was holding my head running his fingers through my hair as I worked on his perfect erected nipples. I continued my way down meeting his bellybutton and kissing it. I sucked it and spent a minute to take good care of his perfect marked abs. meanwhile my hands were massaging his rounded buttocks. As my traveling continued I felt as the heat surrounded us. We were both moaning, exhaling our love, expressing new ways of loving each other. His arms were all upon me, his fingers were giving me the best massage ever, all my erogenous zones were covered by his gentle but passionate touch. My hair all twisted as mi mind. I was going nuts from the erotic scent. I continued my trip down finally getting the big prize. His hips were moving up and down in lustful anticipation, his whole body tightened as I grabbed his half hard dick. Mi fingers worked a bit on them as well they did with his nut sac. Then I kissed his rod gently in the tip sending him electric shocks of passion. I licked it removing his uncircumcised skin down just making his pleasure bigger. Then I run my tongue taking care of every inch of his member, put in my mouth and started sucking. At first half the way, then, when he was really hard I swallowed it in one thrust. My instinct moves made me gag a moment but I got used to it in a sec. Then he exhaled a big moan letting me know he was enjoying the pleasure I was giving him. I started to lick it slowly massaging his balls with mi fingers. He became full erect and I started actually sucking him in a slow pace. Our moves were perfectly coordinated our rhythm was hypnotizing, like the sound of a clock. Our hearts racing and our breathing getting heavier. When his member was really lubed I stopped licking just to move up and meet his face again. Being on top of him I spread my legs and welcomed him in my insides. First really slow and gently, trying to relax my whole body just feeling him inch by inch, then in one thrust I went the whole way in. We gained a slow rhythm of loving each other. Mixed in sweat and love scent I inhaled his male love going crazy. My heart pounded like a horse, my breath was mixed with pleasure moans, and that tickling feeling massaging me from my insides, were driving me nuts. He started to tense with every thrust. His eyes closed and his mouth wide open groan in a whisper. We probed every position and then he found my prostate massaging it from the insides sending me to cloud nine. His pace became faster and I knew that was it, we both were getting closer and then he moaned in relief exploding spurt after spurt of male juice. He came in me filling my butt. With that I got to a point of no return and exploded as well all over his belly and chest. We fell in ecstasy relaxing our bodies into a move less position. Liam fell asleep almost immediately, on the other hand I couldn't get asleep as I stayed there watching him sleep. His innocent eyes closed, his soft and deep breath slowly marking the pace of his heart rhythm. So cute, so perfect, so innocent, so him. We stayed there a couple hours until he got up and asked "Hey you, what are you doing.? " "Just here, looking at you, loving you with my eyes if it's possible." "Mmmmm... I guess I felt some vibes from you when sleeping..." and with that he kissed me tenderly. "Gees, I love you so much it hurts." "I'm kinda hungry... what do you think?" "I could eat you, but for now I could use a sandwich. I smiled at him and returned his kiss. He got up, put some clothes on as the room was really cold outside the blanket and went to the kitchen. He made some snacks and brought them to the couch. We put the TV and watched some Nanny's refried. Guess these days, Nana Fine became some kinda guru for me. The room was really cold outside the blanket although we had no near plans of getting outta there. He came back with the sandwiches and some more hot cocoa and we stayed there for hours. Just looking at him made my life full, complete satisfied; I loved him so much it was scaring sometimes. He fell asleep again but this time his face had no marks of doubts or concern, just childish peace. God, he was so cute. I stayed almost all night to watch his baby smile. About 3 in the morning tiredness won and I fell asleep too. Suddenly but angelically some words woke me up. "C'mon sleepy boy. Gosh, you're so sweet when sleeping." He gave me a tender kiss in my cheek and felt the blowing whisper of my precious angel on earth that was waking me from my fast sleep. I tried to recover a little, sit up and he delighted me with a cup of tea and some cookies were left from the night before. I actually could eat him for that jester, but instead I hugged him kissing his forehead with a smile from ear to ear. Then, quoting an old Argentinian actress I said. "I think I love you, good man. By the way, what time is it?" I said with a sleepy voice, and my eyes still half closed, as I was still a bit tired I thought it was late in the night so I returned home. "Almost eight and we got to get classes." He said in a smile. "Holy shit!" I woke up in a jump. "I didn't even call home to say I was here! My mom has to be freaking out of her mind!" I actually jumped from the couch and hurried to dress up. Then I called mom. "Hi mom... yes, sorry... is that I... yes but I fell asleep and didn't..." I tried to explain but everything was worthless. Actually the yelling could be heard through the phone by Jus who was laughing out loud devilishly as I was trying to get rid from that one. "You, mister, are in big trouble young man!" the voice said. "Crap!" I said in a slow voice loud enough just for Jus to hear it so he burst in a laugh so loud that my mom could hear from home. In fact people in Albany must have heard it. "Shut the fuck up you silly!" I said him trying to contain my laughter but I had to smile at him. I tried to sound some mad at him but it was impossible to show that feeling when he was around. "K mom, gotta go or we'll be late for school. Love you, kisses." We run and we could make it, we were just 5 minutes late. The day went on and things were just the usual. At the end of the day Justin asked me going home with him but I said I was busted, if I didn't returned home it was my last day on earth and the next time he visited me was gonna be 6 feet under. So I returned home and tried to explain things to my mom. "Who do you think you are mister!?" she yelled at me. "Sorry, the thing was Jus was having some trouble dealing with his dad and he asked me to support him in that tuff moment. Then we got asleep and I didn't realize it. Sorry." His mood changed from angry to understanding, what was so much better. "Oh, I had no idea, but should have spoken to me about it. Of course you can go Justin's but I couldn't sleep a kink the whole night!" I didn't wanna hear, but I had to admit she had a point. Anyway she was the best. She was very understanding to me. "Please next time, give me a call." She said in a concerned voice. That afternoon I was at home all the time, kinda secretly hoping Jus called me but telephone didn't rang nor once. I tried to do my homework, damn history teacher; she gave us a whole chapter about renaissance. I think I love Leonardo but somehow she manages to bore the whole history, no matter how beautiful or interesting it is. Meanwhile, all I could think about was my little angel and his problem. How was he dealing with it right now, why didn't he call me, I thought may be he was mad at me `cause I didn't went to his home before. I don't know. He's in my very thoughts and I can't do a thing to help it. About two hours went by in my bedroom, it was getting dark and the window light wasn't enough. I don't know why but suddenly an awful feeling of loneliness crossed all over my spine. I almost started to cry for no reason, I had to be whit him, I knew he needed me and I was here. Then it became even more depressing. Call me a freak, call me I'm stupid, but I started to think about his problem, and why he didn't want to tell his dad about me. I felt I embarrassed him, I wasn't good enough for him, I just waned to be who he wanted but I felt I wasn't worth it. I became depressed and felt lonely, felt I was alone in the whole world. I was like in the middle of a daydream when my mom called me from downstairs. It was more like a nightmare, but call it whatever you want. Then suddenly I woke up. When I realized all I could do the whole afternoon was to write down his name on the margin of a sheet of paper. I'm telling you I was in a big trouble, he was my only dream, thought, reality, all. "Honey... Phone!" a voice called from downstairs. "Coming...! Who is it?" I asked while going down. "Justin...!" I felt my heart pound just by the calling of his name. I mean it, I was in serious trouble. I just couldn't get him out of my head. I run downstairs as fast as I could, almost falling. "Hey! Take care! You're gonna hurt yourself running like this!" my mom yelled at me. "Hi you sweetie!" I said still gasping for some air. "So you're going to knock down...? Stop running that I want you in one piece. I wanna be the one who break you! Hahaha." The voice though the phone spoke. "How you doing?" I said expecting. "Doing fine. K, been better, in fact kinda wanted you to be here by my side, but I'll survive." "Shut up you Cruela! You know that I'd rather be with you than stuck in here." "Thanks for what's left for me!" my mom yelled from the kitchen. "Hey! Some privacy here!" I yelled back. Justin was breaking in laughter. We spent about an hour at the phone. My ears hurt. He said goodbye and before he could hang I stopped him. "Wanna see you. Need you by my side." I said "Need you too, wanna come?" you don't need to hear the answer. I told mom I was going to spend the night over his home, grabbed some stuff for school the next day and parted. We stayed there talking all night about our feeling and it calmed me down. It was a big relief for me finding someone to feel needed and on the other hand protected and comforted. He's like my best dream come true. Tuesday come and as long as the days were passing by Jus was becoming more and more nervous. I tried to be there for him every sec but, as you know I've got a life too. Obviously he's the most important part of it but I gotta attend some other business, I don't know my mom madness and stuff. Anyway the day has come. It was Tuesday evening and nerves were taking the best of him. I stayed at his home that night making sure everything would be right for his dad to come. Monday morning we were ready to go. As I knew he would be terrified I wanted to join him but on the other hand I knew that may be it was worse if I showed up there. "Hey, d'you want me to go with you?" I asked shyly. "Thanks sweetheart but I'd rather go alone. You know, you must think I want you as far as you can be, but the truth is that although I want you there with me with every fiber of my being, the thing is I have to deal with it by myself. That's my duty, my karma if you wanted but it has to be him and me up there. You forgive me?" "Are you nuts? Why should I forgive you for? You didn't do anything wrong, I know that's you now, but it's tearing me to see you like this." "Gosh you're so perfect..." with that he kissed me tenderly in the cheek, grabbed a small bag and took off. We talked later that night, and eventually we met at school, finding every spot to get together, and alone. It was tuff but somehow things were doing fine. He hadn't told his dad and every time we were together he said "tonight is the night" but always when we saw again he said "I couldn't. I hadn't the balls." I tell you I wasn't having the time of my life but as long as I understood and loved him it was ok with me. He was going to be there for 10 days. About the fifth or sixth day he was in a conference or something related to his work. As usually I returned home after school and I was doing my homework when he called. "Hey gorgeous, coast clear, dad is in a meeting and said he would be late. We've got the house for us." It was like an angel calling. I didn't need to hear it twice. In like ten minutes I was there. He welcomed me half naked `cos he was about to get into the tub. Oh god, my most lustful thoughts crossed my mind. To see that smooth chest, marked pecs at me was the most incredible look ever. His innocent smile drawn in his face, his towel by his shoulder and those tight jeans revealing the waist line of his white cotton briefs painted an exquisite masterpiece not even Dali could have ever painted. Needless to say I kissed him hard grabbing him by his hips and smiled. "What a welcome." I said in an up mood. "Hey stranger... what do you want from me?" he said joyfully and returning my kiss back. "Mmm... about to sell you a share-time... would you share it with me?" "I don't know... my dad always told me not to buy a thing from strangers... on the other hand... never such a good looking guy tried to sell me a thing..." he stepped away covering a little from strangers outside but didn't let me in either yet. "Meanwhile, I never found such a picture on any of my runs." I said pointing to his revealing chest. "Oh, that? I was about to shower... the water's warm enough... and I know that dad told me that never let a stranger in but to be honest, I'm hot as the water, so... wanna join me? He blinked his eye and I was lost in his eyes. "Mmm... that's such an inappropriate question. I don't know... are you or aren't you gonna buy a thing?" he kissed me hard so I quickly decided it was time to give up and join him. I stepped him to the bathroom on the first floor. We entered and I grabbed him from behind. I tenderly kissed his neck blowing a bit in his ear. He turned around and I put the towel out of his shoulder. He did the same to my t-shirt. We finished stripping each other and hit the shower. God his wet body was a vision. Loved every inch of it. The flavor of the water and his salty skin were mixed in a poisoning elixir. Our kisses covered our entire bodies, our hands here massaging every single spot of us, the warm water gently caressed our backs and heads, the vapour surrounded us in a lustful cloud. He started soaping me. First my chest and belly, than my arms, then, slowly continued with my back and ass. He circled my cheeks massaging them in gentle moves. Our bodies were all soapy and wet, his touching was sending me to cloud nine, then he turned me around in my back and started rubbing my cock. Then he lowered to his knees and started rimming my very butt cheeks. Then he proceeded with that part b'tween the nut sac and the ass and ended up spreading my legs for a better licking. I was moaning in spasms of very pleasure. The touch of the warm water running down my back only increased the feeling of lust in me. All I waned was him to take me. Then he actually entered my butt hole with his tongue and it drove me nuts. I was doing wild hips movements that he was enjoying as he knew was doing a great job with me. Then he stopped the licking to the soap and start lubricating me. When my insides were relaxed enough he stood up and kissed my neck saying "Now let's the games begin" he whispered in my ear sending me electric shocks of love. As my only answer I gasped for air when he spread my legs to allow him to enter. He did it lovely and tenderly, he went very slowly and then he increased his rhythm. We both were groaning as our most sensitive and erogenous parts were being stimulated by each other graze. Se started to speed his pace and I started making convulsing hips movements in instinctive response. I knew he was close `cos I was too. He bent his body pumping really hard and I knew that was it. He let a very loud groan and cum in my insides resting his spurting cock there. With that I got there too and started ejaculating without even touch myself. He fell exhausted over me holding me from behind. His breath was deep and fast, his heart still racing was slowly lowering his pace and his softening piece still rested in me. It was a really enjoyable experience. "I love you" he said kissing my neck again. He never stopped holding me what made me feel so comforted, so protected. I wanted it to last forever. "Love you too" I said and rested in his arms while recovering from that love tornado. When time was over we finished washing each other up and dried as well. We wrapped in towels and stepped out from the bathroom. As his clothes had returned from the laundry that very afternoon he had not a thing to put himself on in his bedroom, and as I didn't expect to wash myself up I had no clothes change either so we went downstairs to grab some clean clothes from the laundry nests in the kitchen. Suddenly "What the hell..." crap! It was his dad attempting to go up to search for his son. I don't really think he was going to buy we were doing plumbing (although it was not that far from the truth) and a pipe broke down wetting all of our bodies forcing us to strip and change clothes. Now that was a mess... K, kids, that's all for now. More to come on the next chapter. Tnx again to all have written and expressed their support. Hope you like this second part as much as did the first. You know, they say second parts are always awful. You always are most welcome to tell me that I'm the best... or not, anyway write me to icicuttini@hotmail.com I promise I'll answer. Love you and take care. Kisses shaped little kittens. Inaki.