Date: Thu, 9 Sep 2010 16:14:39 -0700 (PDT) From: Randy Howard Subject: Wanted / Incest / Chapter six Wanted By Randy Howard Chapter Six Previously in chapter five: Mathew repeated his story several times, and he told it to several different detectives. Minutes turned to hours, he was tired, and when the door to the interrogation room opened, Chad walked in. "Dad," Mathew yelled, springing from the chair, Chad's arm enveloped his son tightly. "I'm so sorry son, that you had to endure all this," Chad said, kissing the top of Mathew's head. "Is he free to go detective," Chad asked respectfully, looking directly at the man. "Yeah... he's free to go, we got everything we need," he said closing his folder and standing. "Michael," the detective said, extending his hand to Chad. "Chad," he said shaking the man's hand. "Thank you Michael, for taking care of my son," Chad said. "No hard feelings boy," Michael asked, offering his hand out to Mathew. "No sir," Mathew shook it firmly. Michael led Chad and Mathew out to the front desk, a kid sprang forward yelling, "Mattie," Justin yelled rushing Mathew, followed by his father. "Here's your phone and wallet buddy," Justin said. "Thanks Justin, you've been a great friend," Mathew said, sticking his wallet into his back jean pocket and cell in his shirt pocket. "Aren't you even gonna check to see if your stuff is still in your wallet?" Justin asked. "Why... if you were going to rob me, would you have returned it to me?" "No but... God I'm gonna miss you Mattie," Justin said hugging the boy. "Same here buddy, but we'll have that bus ride memory to keep us together mentally," Mathew said, causing the both of them to blush. "Do we even want to know," Chad asked, Mathew and Justin both shook their heads in unison. "Nope," the both said. "Well lets get you home son, we have a plane waiting for us at the airport," Chad said. "Would you let us drive you Chad," Justin's father asked. "I'll give the boys a chance to talk." "Thanks and I really appreciate it," Chad said, warmly shaking the man's hand. Now chapter six: The plane flight home was on eventful, Chad held Mathew close, as if someone might take him. James fired off questions faster than Mathew could answer. When it was apparent to Will that Chad and Mathew needed some time together, he took his young lover into the private bedroom, where after several minutes, the sounds emitting from the room told Chad and Mathew, that the two were making love. "I'm really happy for James; his life has been a nightmare Chad." "Well yours hasn't been much better son," he said, suddenly getting quiet. "What's wrong dad, did I say or do something wrong?" Mathew asked, looking up into Chad's eyes that were filled with tears. "No son, its that my feelings and convictions almost cost me the only man that I would ever love," he said, leaning down and kissed the top of Mathew's head. Mathew placed his hand on the back of Chad's neck, his own eyes full, and he gently pulled Chad down to his face. Their mouths joined together, Chad's lips parted and Mathew invaded his mouth with his tongue. "I love you Chad, love you more than my own life," Mathew whispered into Chad's open mouth and then kissed him hard, long and completely. Breaking the kiss first, Chad looked lovingly at the man in his arms, his heart swelled with devotion and love. "I so want to make love to you Mattie, but not until you're rested," he whispered, accepting his warm lips instead. The ride home from the airport was quiet; Mathew wandered in and out of sleep, contented and safe in the arms of his dad... his lover. "Thank you Will, for your friendship and help," Chad said as Will's SUV pulled into Chad's driveway. "I owe you big time my friend," he said as he pulled Will's face to him, and gave him a kiss, a kiss that spoke the words he couldn't. "You're welcome buddy," he paused, his breathing rapid, "that's the first time that we ever kissed and now I know why Matt loves you. That was the hottest kiss that I ever got... well after my James' kiss that is." "You had better add that mister," James, warned from the back seat, where Mathew now slept against him. "I'm sorry James that Mattie rested against you. But there was no room for him to stretch out here beside me." "He's been always there for me Chad, so I've really enjoyed his warmth against me. He would have stayed beside you if you hadn't let him move to the back here with me at that rest area." "I knew he was tired and needed to sleep, besides, he's going to need that rest for what I've got planned for us," he said, causing Mathew to stir. "Yeah well dad, can we just hold off until the morning," Mathew asked groggily, sitting up and looking around to see where they were. "You're home Mattie, and I am never letting you go... ever," Chad said, getting out of the vehicle and opening Mathew's door. With his arm around his son, Chad led him into their home. He waved a goodbye to Will and James before closing and locking the door. With his arm around Mathew's waist, he guided him down to their bedroom, where he undressed him before guiding him into bed. "I love you Chad," he murmured and then drifted off to sleep. Chad lifted his eyes toward heaven and mouthed a thank you. *** Mathew was dreaming, of a hot, moist mouth pulling strongly on his nipple, of hands touching his body. Of lips traveling down his bare skin to his navel, swirling kisses and sensuous, teasing bites over his stomach, hands on his thighs gently pulling his legs apart, his finger pushing gently into his most secret region. He opened his eyes as the waves of sensation coursed through him like a flood of water, escaping from a damn that had broken. Chad's silky dark hair slid over Mathew's skin, the sight more erotic than he could have ever imagined. Chad's mouth enveloped Mathew's cock; finding secret ways to send fire through Mathew's veins and directly to his heart with his mouth and fingers. And just when Mathew was to his edge, Chad dropped his cock, his tongue replaced his fingers, stabbing deep, tasting, teasing and stroking him until he was crying with joy and his body no longer belonged to him, but to Chad. Wave after wave, orgasm after orgasm ripped through his body, so that he bucked and jumped as Chad held him firmly, his mouth devouring him, claiming him, feeding Mathew's sheer pleasure. Mathew clenched his fists in Chad's hair, holding on while his cock erupted, cum flowing like lava, and while the earth moved and his body shattered into fragments of pure ecstasy. Chad took possession of Mathew, kneeling above him, dragging Mathew's hips to him, and thrusting deep with powerful strokes while Mathew came over and over in a mind-numbing climax that seemed endless. Mathew could feel the intensity of Chad's emotions, a tidal wave of longing and love, of absolute need and hunger for him, of caring and devotion that assured Mathew of his loyalty, and it was far more than Mathew could comprehend, but real all the same. Mathew clung to Chad as his body rode out the storm of rolling emotions, each thrust deeper and harder in a fierce, possessive joining. Ecstasy roared his Mathew's ears like thunder, fire raged in his belly until the inferno merged together at the core of Mathew's body. Mathew's ass was fiery hot, tight and pulsating, the friction an unbelievable sensation. Chad moved Mathew's hips, wanting Mathew to take all of him, as if wanting to crawl inside his body, needing to fill Mathew with every ounce of him. Chad wanted to give Mathew, his life, his devotion, he wanted Mathew's body to feel the same flames of passion and pleasure as Mathew had ignited in him. Chad felt Mathew's muscles clench around his manhood, the gathering of a great force. He threw back his head, allowed his body to explode with volcanic intensity, thrusting deep, taking Mathew with him, holding him close as they burst into a climax so intense, neither of them would soon recover from. "I love you Mathew...please don't ever leave me again," Chad whispered in Mathew's ear, letting his tears flow freely as his seed filled his lover. "Never leave me to face a life without you darling." Mathew took Chad's face between his hands, brushed back his hair, and starred up at him, at his beautiful masculine features, put there by God himself. "You're my life, my heart, my very world Chad," he whispered back, his own tears joining with Chad's. Chad leaned toward Mathew, kissing his eyes with exquisite tenderness, with the overwhelming love in his heart that he couldn't quite put into words but tried to show by worshipping him with his body. Chad kissed him repeatedly, long, intoxicating kisses, his body locked deep inside Mathew, his hands running through Mathew's hair. Chad's mouth roamed over Mathew's throat, pausing long enough to leave his mark, and then down to his chest where he heard Mathew's heart beating, pounding with acceleration. Mathew felt the teasing and swirling of Chad's tongue, and his heart leaped in anticipation. Mathew's body tightened around Chad's manhood when he felt Chad nibble gently on his nipples, sending indescribable pleasure through his body. "What are you doing to me sweetheart... the pleasure is pure ecstasy," Mathew howled, holding Chad's head and pressing him to him, Mathew's body moved slowly and erotically as Chad slowly began thrusting in and out of him as he seductively tortured his nubs. "Come into my heart and dwell, enjoy the love that is in it for you," Chad whispered, seductively, and slowly thrusting inward. Mathew was locked in a dreamy haze, aware of his body's sensations as he moved passionately, wantonly beneath Chad, meeting each thrust with a thrust. Mathew's mouth moved to Chad's hairy chest, finding his nipples standing erect, waiting in anticipation for Mathew's mouth, and Mathew bit, hard, without mercy, urging a quickening of the pace of their lovemaking. "Take me Mattie, take my seed, my seed's life," he yelled in unbridled passion, his manhood thickened, moved with greater force and purpose. Mathew felt the flames, hot, red hot, filling him deep as Chad's seed filled him. He felt the taste, the swirl of Chad's tongue, and his heart leapt in ecstasy. Mathew's ass tightened around the swelling manhood that was filling him with its elixir. "Fill me with your love, your seed, and invade my heart, making it yours darling." Mathew was out of his mind with ecstasy, his senses on overload as Chad totally filled in the part of his heart that wanted, no longed for its other half. "You're my completion Chad, together, you and I complete each other," Mathew sighed, as Chad's love for him took him to the brink of his sanity. Spent and thoroughly exhausted from their intense love making, Chad gently pulled out of Mathew and spooned his body to him. Both men shivered as the aftershocks rocked them, and wooed them to sleep. *** When Chad woke up, he felt for Mathew, his warmth and found just empty bed beside him. The sun had set and now the weather outside was storming, lightning and thunder filled the room. "Mattie!" he yelled but still nothing. He panicked. Chad got up and walked to the window where the lightning exposed someone standing in the gazebo... his Mattie. Chad threw on a pair of jeans and rushed downstairs. Out the backdoor and to the gazebo he ran. "Baby, what on earth are you doing out here," he asked, rain pelting his skin. "I needed some air so I came outside, but after a while, it began to rain. I was afraid to run because of the lightning, I didn't want to get struck." Chad laughed. Chad leaned toward Mathew, kissing him gently, with exquisite tenderness, with the overwhelming love in his heart that he couldn't quite but into words but tried to show by worshipping Mathew with his body. He kissed him repeatedly, long, drugging kisses, his body pressing tightly to Mathew. Chad dragged the jeans from Mathew's waist, pushed them down the curve of his hips. Dropping to his knees, he circled Mathew's hips with his arms, nuzzled the soft cotton fabric of his briefs, burrowed deep. Mathew cried out Chad's name, and the wind whirled the sound and roared it back to him, surrounded him with Chad, with his scent and the strength of Chad's desire. "Want me, Mattie. Like this, like it is meant to be. Just like this, I have to have you darling. Out here in the middle of this storm, right now, right here baby." Chad ripped the briefs literally off of Mathew, tossed them aside, pulled Mathew to him, feeding on Mathew's flowing, lava like heat. Mathew could only grab hold of Chad's hair with his fists and hold on as the world rocked under his feet and the rain splashed about them, on them, cooling the heat of their passion. Chad somehow managed to do away with Mathew's shoes and drag the jeans from Mathew's body. Mathew stood naked in the driving rain, so hot he was afraid the water would sizzle when it hit his skin; he was that much on fire. "Do you want me Mattie?" This time his voice was hesitant, as if all his strength, and all his desire, one word from Mathew would bring his love crashing down. Chad was kneeling at Chad's feet, his handsome face, so beautifully male, so sensually masculine, was staring up at Mathew. Chad was lost without Mathew; it was there for him to see, the wind seemed to cease, and the storm seemed to hold itself still as if the very sky was awaiting Mathew's answer. "You can't imagine the depths, the heights or the intensity of how much I want you, need you, or how much you complete me Chad. Do I want you Chad, no, because how does one want themselves? You are my very reason for being, the very air that I breathe, I am you and you are me sweetheart," Mathew said, holding the only man in his hands that completed him. Mathew pulled Chad to his feet, leaned forward to brush his lips against his. Mathew's breath was warm on his chest. Mathew's tongue tasted his skin, felt the beating of Chad's heart, his hands went to the buttons of Chad's jeans, slowly freeing his manhood from their tight constraints. A bolt of lightning exploded across the sky, and for one moment Chad's profile was lit up. His sensuous body, the taut muscles and Chad's need of Mathew, was revealed ascetically in the night. Chad's eyes never left Mathew, deep and intense and so hungry for this man that he was looking at, as if he could see into Mathew's very soul and the hunger, the need and the desire that Mathew had for him. Mathew's arms encircled Chad lightly, and Mathew touched his mouth to Chad's rippled, muscular stomach, Chad jumped as if Mathew had scorched him with his tongue. Mathew's palms followed the hard, carved contours of Chad's ass, lingering for a moment, committing to memory every inch, the scent of this man's masculinity. Then Mathew was on his knees, his hand cupping Chad, stroking and caressing Chad's wondrous shaft. Mathews every movement sent a shudder of pleasure dancing through Chad's body, a rush of flames leaping to engulf Chad. He grabbed a fistful of Mathew's hair, soaked and darkened by the rain. He urged Mathew forward, thrusting his hips forward, aggressively, consumed with the need for Mathew's touch. Mathew groaned, laughed tauntingly, as the heated, moist interior of his mouth slid over Chad's cock, his lover's taste exploding onto his taste buds. Chad moaned and held Mathew to him, lifted his face to the sky, pure ecstasy exploding in his body. Mathew tightened his hold on Chad's manhood, following Chad's unintentional thrusting. The touch of his mouth was like lava, Chad's mind seemed to dissolve, his body trembled, and his heart exploded in his chest. Colors were dancing around them, vivid and real. Chad's feelings were strong, emotions deep; his heart thudding with wonder, his protective instincts and his great capacity for love was seeping into his very soul. Chad needed Mathew, needed the warmth of his body surrounding his hard and swollen member. He pulled his manhood from Mathew's mouth, Mathew lunged forward, not willing, not wanting to separate, his hunger and desire for his lover strong, and compelling him forward. "Give me it sweetheart... oh God I need to have you," Mathew cried out in desperation and hunger. Chad knelt down, his knees between Mathew's legs, pulling his lover's hips closer to him. Mathew knew, as Chad's body moved gently and lovingly into him, as Chad's hips thrust forward and he buried himself ever deeper, that his life was changed forever because of Chad. He would have love and laughter surrounding him all the days that God gave them together. He would have Chad's body, his heart, his goodness to fill the void that the years of being alone with no one to love him had left in him. His private hell had become a paradise that he had somehow, through all his years of abuse at the hand of other men, managed to reach. Mathew could glimpse Chad's feelings for him in his expressive face, Chad's love for him ran deep, not because he was his father and Mathew his son, but it went far beyond that, to the joining of their souls. Mathew came back to his senses by the pounding of Chad's heart against his own pounding heart; Chad's breathing was rapid, as the rain fell around them, his manhood swelling deep inside. "Feel my love for you Mattie, take my seed that once created you," he whispered into his son's ear as his manhood exploded, sending its life giving seeds deep into Mathew, and Mathew's arm tightened around Chad, his father, his security, and his very reason for being. Whatever happened in their future, whatever they were forced to face because of their love, they had one another, and that was all either of them could ask for. Chad framed Mathew's face gently with his large hands and looked into his son's watery eyes, feeling the love that Mathew had for him, reflecting his own for him. "I love you Mattie, I always will," he vowed softly. "I love you too Chad," he whispered back. Chad found Mathew's mouth, the warm sweetness only he could provide, and took it hungrily. They slipped deeper into their embrace, and riding out the aftershocks of their love making, as the storm passed, the clouds parted revealing the moon, and it soft light bathed them in is softness. *** Will, returned home, his duties at the police station over, and his need for his James was strong. "Mmmmm, my boy is naked," Will, thought listening to the running of water that was coming from their bathroom. He dropped his revolver and service belt in their bedroom before walking over to the bathroom door. James sat in the tub, his hair swept back in a ponytail, bubbles brushing his skin like a thousand tiny fingers. Will paused in the doorway, his eyes taking in the beauty of the boy. James looked up, seeing Will's beautiful eyes sparkling, lustful, and staring at him, he knew that look and James wanted him. "Why me babe, why did you pick me to love," Will needed to know. "Because we meant for one another," he said softly smiling, and Will, felt his heart jump in anticipation, James' voice, his looks, they had that effect on him. Will's hand went to the buttons of his shirt, and he slowly slipped each one free, his eyes holding James'. James didn't look away, instead he smiled that slow, sexy smile of blatant invitation. "You have something in your mind, sweetheart?" Will murmured, his body tightening in anticipation. "Not something babe, someone," James said softly, the shirt dropped to the floor unnoticed, James had eyes only for Will, an urgent singing in his heart, a fire sweeping through him for Will. Will's eyebrows rose as he reached down to remove his shoes and socks. His every movement was unhurried and lazy, but his eyes were like molten lava, with heat as his gaze devoured James. James' breath caught in his throat, Will, was bending over, that was all, a casual, everyday movement, but his face was so sensual, his body so fluid yet controlled. James bit his lip, his boyish lashes falling to hide his surge of desire. "I want you to want me, desire only me," Will chided softly, remembering the boy's sexual encounter with Chad. In spite of himself, James' mouth was already curving in response, his dimples deepening. "It's just you that I want to spend the rest of my life with William," James said, it was a teasing challenge, the way he said it, completely over powering Will. Will, found it hard to resist the boy, and there was something sexy about how he spoke, how he looked at Will, the wanting and needing in the boy's eyes. Will's hands went to his slacks, pushing them from his hips with a deliberate slowness that sent anticipation coursing through James. James shifted to his knees in the tub, the bubbles fizzing around his narrow rib cage, his chest bare and gleaming with beads of water, and his hard pink nipples standing tall. James' eyes were on Will's lean hips and hard, jutting masculinity as he stepped into the tub, the bubbles swirling around his legs like tiny tongues lapping at his skin. James let out his breath slowly. Will's thighs were strong, muscled columns, covered with thick brown hair. James' hands slid up Will's calves, urging him closer. He felt the tremors that ran through Will, and he smiled seductively up at Will. James' fingertips moved slowly over the sculptured muscles, and his breath was warm and tempting along Will's heavy and thick erection. Will closed his eyes in ecstasy as James' tongue moved in a slow, languid caress over his soft tip. His stomach muscles tightened as his mouth, tight, hot and moist, closed around his throbbing cock. A groan was torn from somewhere deep inside Will. He grabbed James' hair in his fist, dragging the boy even closer to him, and his body nearly exploded with pleasure as James' hand sought Will's ass and urged him more deeply into his mouth. With his mouth tight around him and James' soft chest pressed against Will's thighs, and his silken hair in Will's fists, he thrust forward, hard and deep. James' fingers massaged Will's ass, pressing hard into the heavy muscles, urging Will on. Will moved, a slow, long stroke, gritting his teeth against the pleasure that nearly consumed him. James' mouth moved over him, again and again, Will's hands bunched in the boy's hair, so hard he was afraid he might hurt him, but he couldn't control the involuntary thrusts. His mind, his body sought James, and he found excitement, need, a total sharing of his pleasure. James was aware of what he was doing to Will and reveled in it, in his power over Will. There was only Will's body, James' mouth, and the feel of James' satin skin and the bubbles bursting around them. Fireworks, earthquakes, and even lightning, propelled Will onward. He found himself helplessly thrusting against the boy's mouth, his head thrown back; his joy and rapture not only physical but a part of his very soul. Will's hunger rose until his demands overcame him, needing the warmth of James' body around his hard member. Will, pushed James gently away and into the water, his gaze running over the boy's bare skin like lava. James had time for only one soft, inarticulate cry before Will's mouth was on James' mouth, his nipples, and his hands all over the boy's body. James felt so small, so fragile in Will's hands, his skin warm and slick with water. He explored James' body everywhere. Then his fingers found the boy's sweet treasure, his fingers pushed inside, watching James' eyes and James' body responded with a fresh wave of desire. He pushed deeper, his mouth on James now, his teeth scraping, nibbling the boy's nubs, his stomach, and finally the boy's hard cock. Will could feel James' muscles clench around his fingers, inside, the boy was velvet and hot. Will kissed James' lips, the little indentation that always drove Will wild, and then he raised them out of the water, setting James down on the rug beside the tub. "Slow down, slow down," Will's mind repeated, but his body had other ideas. Will was on fire, his very skin burning. His mouth replaced his fingers, wanting to bring James to the same fever pitch that he was experiencing. James moaned, the sound making Will wild, James tasted like hot honey, spicy and addicting. He attacked the boy's rosebud, on fire with need, love and a violent, insatiable lust. Beneath the onslaught of Will's mouth, James writhed, and cried out, his body clenched, released, wave after wave of sensation spiraling through him. James clutched at Will for anchorage, as he spun out of control, a wicked, wonderful ride that went on forever, only ending when James fell over his edge. "Take me Will, Ooooo Oooooooooh fuck I'm cumming," James cried out, pure ecstasy, adrenaline, flowing through out his young body as his balls erupted. With James spent, Will finally lifted his head, his eyes hungry, his mouth sensual. He pulled James' body to his, wrapping his legs around Will's waist. "You are driving me wild James, you make me completely insane with wanting you," Will said, his voice was husky, and he was pressed against James, hard and thick, pushing so aggressively that James' body was slowly opening, allowing Will entrance. The feeling was exquisite, a slow burn, hot velvet clutching him, tightening around him, the friction was almost unbearable. His hands pinned James' small waist, holding him firmly while he buried himself slowly, deeply in his hot, moist sheath. "Look at me James, know that I am your husband, your mate, and that your are always in my heart and care, forcing the ultimate intimacy, wanting of me as I want all of you, wanting to merge completely, mind, body and soul." He whispered, beginning to move, thrusting himself deeply with each surge. Will's hands urged James closer yet, so that James arched his body, his head back, this pink nipples equally inviting. Will's tongue took the water from the rosy hard tips and moved upward, tracing with his tongue, James' curves until his mouth rested on James' mouth. Satisfaction gleamed in Will's eyes, as his eyes sought those of James, his body moved in his, thrusting his hips harder and deeper. Will, felt James' body clench in anticipation, and Will's teeth gently bit along James' neck ensuring that the boy was marked as his only. "William!" James' soft cry was a plea. "Not yet, baby boy, not yet." With his great strength Will, stood, taking James with him as he stood. James' legs circled Will's body, his hands around his neck, as Will thrust harder still, over and over, Will wanted every inch of him inside James. James' nails dug into his shoulders, an exquisite pain for Will. Will, leaned James against the wall for better leverage, his hips savage, relentless, frenzied, claiming James' body as James claimed his. James was driving Will wild, and from somewhere in his ancestry, his predatory nature took over, the untamed male, dominate, possessive, was now claiming his mate. Will's mouth worked along James' neck, leaving tiny marks, dragging at James, James' ass tightening around Will's cock, clenching and demanding until Will had to cry out with the intensity of the ecstasy of the pleasure. "Aaaagggggghhh fuck... take me James... take your husband's seed," he howled, erupting into the boy, spewing his insides with his hot seed. James was spiraling into the very depths of their ecstasy, the ferocity of Will's lovemaking should have scared the boy, but James matched his intensity, thrust for thrust, his fists wrapped tightly in Will's thick brown hair, his cries muffled against Will's shoulder. Will's shouts of passion, husky with lust, rose to the very heavens, carried on the wind. As Will held his mate, breathing hard, leaning the both against the wall, from far off in the woods that surrounded Will's house, a howl of a wolf escaped, filling the night with is ferocious cry. Frightened, James look toward the window. "Did you hear that sweetie," he asked, his eyes wide, filled with great fear, as if the wolf were just outside the window. "Yes, I heard," he admitted smiling. "Why are you smiling dad, he sounds dangerous," he said. "Like a wounded wolf," James added. "He's just jealous I guess, he did not like the pleasure we shared," Will, offered, hoping to still James' fears. Will, reached out, his hands spanning James' ribs, dragging him close, nearly bending him backward so his mouth could take advantage of his youthful body, and the invitation that it was offering to him. "You know James, it's a sin for a boy to have a body like yours," Will, said, devouring his perky nipples with his mouth and teeth. James entire body blazed into pure feeling, as Will's teeth grazed erotically across his skin. He'd just finished giving him the best fuck that they had ever had, and he was once again pushing at his rosebud. Will surged into James, hard and urgent, reaching, straining, wanting to fly high again in ecstasy. James' hair draped around them, brushing at his sensitized skin, like a thousand strands of silk, as James' hands slid slowly over Will's body, tracing each muscle that his fingers could find. "Do you know what's a sin dad, its your body, your muscles are made just to tantalize me," James said softly, his hands finding the crevice of Will's ass, and his fingers teased at Will's we guarded treasure. Will, slowed his pace, his thrusting hips strong, his hands tight, binding James to him. This boy was his, the one special person that he'd searched for. He was his world, the very air that he breathed, and he was his for all eternity. "I love you James," he whispered, his cock spewing another offering into the boy. "I love you more Will, and... oh fuck, don't ever stop loving me like this," he moaned as he too erupted between their bodies. Finally spent, Will carried James into their bedroom, and he gently laid him down on the bed. Spooning his lover to him, Will wrapped his treasure in his arms, together they slipped off to dreamland. The End Well there you go guys, the love chapter that I promised. I hope that it gave you as much pleasure as it did me. I also want to apologize for not responding to those who emailed me, I was attacked by a virus and lost everything. All is fine now, but I never got to reply to you, so if you care to let me know what you think about this chapter, I promise to get back to you. Randy Howard at randyhoward2@yahoo.com