Date: Mon, 24 Nov 2003 20:19:05 -0800 (PST) From: Trevor Stewart Subject: Devin's Dream Comes True Part 9 Hey, thanks for the emails and the ideas, especially to Craig, Nightbird, and Ehman Penn, you are the best. I'm glad that you have hung in there; I think the best is yet to come. The same disclaimers are applicable here as they are anywhere else, blah, blah, blah... Devin and Coleman are based on real characters (their names have changed to protect them) in my life, but their actions are imaginary. (However, I wish that they weren't!) E-mail me about any comments or suggestions about the story at cujo5230@go.com. Chapter 9- After the film and dinner, Devin planned to affix the tent, but as he stepped outside, he realized it had become cool. It was New England and could be very warm during the day and cool down significantly during the evening. Devin ran upstairs to grab his Boston University gray hooded sweatshirt off of his bed and put it on. Then he started his project in the rapidly darkening backyard; he set it up right next to the forest so it was as far from the house as possible. He definitely did not want his parents to hear what the boys were up to when they play. Devin wanted to moan and scream as much as he could during his "playtime" with Coleman. His fantasy was to wake up everything in the adjacent forest when he climaxes in Coleman. While Devin was setting up the tent, Coleman was in Devin's room and e promised that he would be out as soon as possible, but he was looking at the pornography he had stuffed in his duffel bag. The boys in the pictures were just about Devin's age, and they all had similar features: lanky, fair skin, and blond or red hair. Coleman was infatuated with red-haired boys; he loved them to death, but blonde boys were just as good. Devin fit all of those characteristics, and Coleman could not believe he was going to have so much fun with the boy of his dreams. He started to rub his cock through his shorts and it started to grow. He wanted to unzip them and jack off and shoot right there, but he knew he couldn't. If he shot gallons and gallons into Devin's beautiful mouth, it would be much better than his own right hand. He knew he had to abstain from his natural urges to climax; even though he knew he wanted to finish himself immediately. Coleman put the pornography back into his bag, picked it up, and left the room. Because of the pornography in his bag, Coleman had a strange feeling in his gut and it felt like that was a burning hole in his bag. He did not want Mrs. Kelly to see the booze, cards, and pornography. He went down the stairs quickly without having his feet plop down on the stairs. He made a quick corner, left the house, and headed for Devin while he was finishing up the tent. Devin looked at Coleman strangely because he only had to bring his bag out, but it took him almost ten minutes to go outside. He wondered if... "Coleman, what took you so long?" Coleman looked as nervous as a scared cat, "Nothing...I just got m'...my bag and...made sure I left nothing be-." Devin interrupted, "Well did you...you know...to your boy pictures?" "I know what you are thinking, and no, I didn't." "Ok, I trust you." "I had the natural urge to, but then I realized that you are the boy I want." Devin laughed at Coleman and because of his comment; Coleman blushed, realizing he said too much. "Oh Coleman," Devin said while laughing, "You're too much for me to handle." Coleman retorted back, "I know you can't handle me in bed." "We'll see about that. I'll give you a ride you'll never forget." "Ok, I want to get it on, so let's stop fucking around..." Coleman realized what he said. There was a silence except for the crickets in the background until the boys fell onto the ground laughing because of Coleman's double meaning. Devin went back to finishing the tent while Coleman put his bag inside of it. Devin started to hurry as he knew that after the sun set then temperature would drop even more quickly. Devin placed the last pole up, and he decided that it was good enough for their uses. As long as it doesn't collapse, that was good enough for him. "I think that we're all set, do you wanna go on in the tent?" "Well..." Coleman trailed off, "We could just look up at the stars and talk for a while, if you like that idea?" "I think that's a great idea, well because I just want to release my frus..." Devin realized that he backed himself into a corner. Now Coleman wants to find out why... "Whoa," Coleman stopped Devin's thoughts, "what did you just say?" "Well, I think I want to just stay things that I want to release..." Devin sighed and then there was a long dramatic silence, "something is really bothering me." "Devin, you're my boyfriend, and I love you so you can be completely honest with me. If you weren't, then why should we be together?" "Well, I think we should lie down; that'll make it easier to say what's on my mind." The boys went down on their knees and they lied back with their backs on the cool, damp ground. Since there was not much light interference, the boys could see the stars shining brightly and the gibbous moon slowly rising in the late evening sky. The boys were apart from each other, but then Coleman became closer to his boy. The cool late summer night air became more apparent and the natural instinct to come closer to another person was in affect. Soon, the boys were cuddling each other, looking up at the peaceful sky. "Coleman, this is so beautiful, I just want this to be like this forever." "I definitely want time to freeze right now, but we'll have a great time alone." "Yeah..." Devin's eyes were starting to drift away from Coleman's because he knew the inevitable was going to happen. "Devin, I know this is ruining the moment, but what did you want to talk about? Once again, I mean that what you tell me will stay with us." Devin became silent and looked as if he needed to relax himself in order to say what he wanted. Because of the dramatic pause, Coleman thought what Devin was going to say was something extremely important. "Well, here it goes...Coleman, when I first saw you, I loved you. You were so beautiful, I really thought that you and I together would mean the only thing to me...and it does right now and it will always be. The past relationships I had really mean nothing to me, even then. This one though, does. I love you." Devin started to cuddle toward Coleman, "Oh that is so sweet of you. When I saw you two years ago, I thought you were the hottest boy in the entire middle school. I wanted to show you that I love you back then and especially now." "Since I love you, I need you to help me with some problems that I think I'm going to encounter, you know?" "Oh ok Devin, I'll try..." Devin cut Coleman off in mid-sentence, "No, please do not leave me!" Devin made the individual words distinct. His once confident mood and relaxed body changed quickly to ones that were filled with fear. He was now holding himself against Coleman. Devin had a chill down his spine; that same chill was absorbed into Coleman's body, even through Devin's sweatshirt. The chill made Coleman confused and scared. Coleman did not know what was going on; his emotions became off the scale by Devin's bizarre actions. He tried to come to some conclusion of what was going on with Devin, but he could not. He tried to brainstorm a list of ideas that could have caused Devin to violently react. What did Devin have to tell him? Was something wrong with him that he had not told Coleman yet? He remembered the sequence he had in the shower that previous day and the ideas he came up with. The misinterpretations of his mother, his sexuality, and his misguided love were all possibilities, but Coleman was unsure. The ideas were racing through Coleman's mind a mile a minute. At that particular moment, Coleman realized that he could not abandon Devin. He had to keep him within his grasp; he could not lose him! It was time to believe what Devin's problems were, to accept them and to help him with the consequences of their actions. Coleman's voice became tender while he rubbed Devin's arms and chest, "Devin, what is the matter? Please tell me! Whatever you tell me stay with us." Devin did not respond immediately. Devin's cheeks were collecting water that was not from the dew on the grass; he was actually crying in Coleman's presence. Coleman was blown away by what was arising. Even though he did not know Devin for more than five days, it seemed that Devin was a trooper and could hold his emotions. He knew that something was conflicting within Devin's self. He held Devin tightly around his arms; wishing, hoping that he would never run away from him. Devin looked away from Coleman when he finally spoke, but his voice kept trailing off, as if he was miles away from Coleman, "I think that you are the only one who cares about me in this world. I feel this sixth sense that nobody even loves me... except for you." "What do you mean, Devin? You are so popular, and your parents love you, I do not know..." Devin's voice changed tones quickly from passive to assertive, "Coleman, nobody does." "Why doesn't anyone?" Devin let out a sigh and he continued not to look at Coleman, like he was hiding something, "My parents said to each other last night that they did not want to have a gay son." Devin's words were not completely coherent because of the many emotions he was going through, "I'm their last son. After me, nobody is left in my family. I am SERIOUS that they will disown me if they ever find out. They would be so disappointed" Coleman could not think of something that could combat against Devin's powerful emotions. The only thing he could do was to touch him. The power of touch is underestimated and Coleman thought it would alleviate the pain for this occasion. He brushed his hands against Devin's upper body, trying to soothe away his pain, as if his hands were sponges. Time was lost; the amount of time that passed by unnoticed could have been hours. Coleman wanted to assuage Devin's worries away, even if it took all night. "Devin, I think... no, I KNOW that your parents love you, especially for who you are. You cannot control the fact that you love me because I am a boy. Do you know who you like?" Devin took a while to answer that question because he was unsure. He was scared at this point; he did not know how to respond. Devin finally came up with an answer, "I think that I am bisexual...but I, I...I'm unsure... I DON'T KNOW COLEMAN!" Coleman could hear the deep sighs and the sobs coming from Devin. It was not like him to become as emotional as he was. Coleman asked, "Do you ever have the urge to do a girl?" Another period of time passed without a response, "Yeah I do, but not like I do with boys. I love boys Coleman, there is something about them that make them seem so...so...beautiful! I mean, is something wrong with me?" Coleman thought up of a perfect idea, "Devin, nothing is wrong with you. It is society who is wrong. They do not understand that there are some boys who like other boys, and that it is completely natural. You cannot control yourself loving a boy for his...ummm...features. Devin, there is nothing wrong with me and I want to do both boys and girls. Is it any different for you?" "It's not that I'm different than you are, but but... I am just unsure right now if my relationship with Rachel was really just a cover-up, or did I have real physical and sexual attractions toward her? I am so confused, especially during the past few months. Whenever I was with Rachel, if there was a cute boy around at the shopping plaza or the beach, I would rather take him down than Rachel, but I liked playing with her as well. I don't know Coleman, I JUST DON"T KNOW!!!!" The waterworks started to flow down onto Devin's checks. Even though many emotions were being released, Coleman believed it was good for Devin because he thought that nobody had heard of any of these concerns that Devin had, until now. He was probably the only one to understand what thoughts were going through Devin because he was bisexual as well. "Devin, you need to calm down. Many boys go through this, even me. I decided that I was bi, and now you're telling me you are also bisexual. It is normal Devin, trust me. Your parents will understand. I bet you have done much worse things during your childhood; this is not even a concern for them. They will understand and still love you." There was dead silence, the crickets in the yard could be heard, until Coleman spoke again, "Remember yesterday when you were so concerned about how your mother treated you?" "Yeah, I do." "Since you are their only child, they will take care of your needs. I bet they are concerned, but they will care if their only son is gay or bi. If you tell them, I think that they will help you more than anything." Another stanza from sound occurred while Devin's concern with his parents was subsiding. However, tears still flowed like a stream in the woods. Devin still could not talk coherently, "Try telling that to Phil, he is getting his friends teaming up against me." Coleman immediately became more concerned, "What's wrong with Phil?" "Well, well, he is! His friends used to be so chill with me, especially at that big party I went to last week. But for the last few days, they have given me an evil look whenever I see them. I think they ignore me since Phil realized that he is not my most important friend anymore." Coleman was lost, "Who is it, then?" Devin's voice was still as weak as a small child's, "It's...you!" Devin finally looked up into Coleman's eyes. "Coleman, do you know what this means? I think Phil knows that I love you and I'm gay. He is probably spreading around rumors to all of his friends, and then they will spread it to their friends. Pretty much the whole school, except for the open gay and bi kids, will take me down." Devin sighed and the stream of tears continued to flow, but Coleman heard his meek voice again, "You know what?" Devin said the following line like a speech from General Chamberlin, "I'm going to take the punishment because I want to do what I need rather than what others think I should. I love you that much Coleman. Nobody will ever take me away from you." "I love you too Devin. You mean the world to me and I want to get through this with you. But how do you know that he knows?" Devin sighed again and went into a passive voice, "Well, I think he got the idea when we started to hang out with each other...a lot, especially when it was just us two alone during the breaks. We have been best friends for years, so he wondered why I rather spend time with another boy if he is already my best friend. Then I think that my breakup with Rachel was another idea." "Devin, that is pretty strong. Do you really believe that?" "Coleman, he realized it probably after he remembered what happened with us about two years ago." "Why, what happened?" "Well, back when we were both 12, we had the wonders of how our bodies worked." "Yeah... so what went wrong?" Devin sighed and continued, "Well, one night during a sleepover, Phil and I found out the wonderful pleasures of masturbation and jerking off each other. Well, after that night, I was the one who always into our little sex sessions. Phil showed that he did not enjoy it as much as I did." Coleman looked confused, he thought what could have went wrong, "So what happened next?" "Well, we swam in my pool one day during the summer. Afterwards, we both went up into my room. We did our usual session, but in the afterglow, I just went down on him and started to suck his cock." Coleman looked at Devin like he wanted to know the going, "Then what?" "Well, he liked it at first and started to moan, but he realized what I was doing and he pushed me away. He said, `What are you Devin, a fuckin' queer boy?' Well, of course I said no, but I think he sensed that I liked boys because I looked scared and didn't look at him, like I was holding it back. We probably forgot about that episode, until this past week." "Wow, all of this time he forgot, but when he sensed it again, he recalled that incident during junior high." "Yeah, well we planned to see each other this Saturday, remember? I don't know what he will do or say, if anything." Devin started to cry and whimper again, that memory was stored in the back of his mind for over two years, until he thought that Phil had the intuition that he was gay. He kept repeating in a subdued, but anxious voice, "I don't want to lose him, I don't want to lose him, I don't want to lose him..." Even though Coleman assured Devin that everything was going to be ok, the fear he had of others tormenting him, and even the breakup of his friendship with Phil, was still alive. Coleman did not want his wounded solider stranded. He took Devin, and pulled him close to slowly touch and caress him. He went around slowly, caressing and caring all of the pressures he had to deal. It was not to excite Devin, but rather assure him that someone was with him in battle. The effort that Coleman was putting in caused Devin to stop his voice. Coleman gave Devin the thought that two people in a battle were certainly better than one. However, if the boys could find the other bi or gay boys in the school, they could win the fight of being who they are. To Coleman, caressing Devin meant that he would be there, no matter what happened. This utopia that both boys envisioned could happen, but right now, the first step was to verify to each other that they loved each other and would stay. The touching continued, until slowly, Devin was brought back up to life. His head finally got off of the wet lawn. He finally responded to the feelings that Coleman gave him. It took much longer than expected, however he started to caress Coleman back. Devin's hands though, were still weak. The anguish he just released would be a good reason for not being aggressive with his play. Right now, releasing the pain out of Devin was the priority; feeling Coleman's warm body throughout was the only medium that could do the job. Devin continued to touch Coleman throughout, however he started to concentrate his touch around his neck and shoulders. He stroked his hands more like a massage, but the meaning remained the same. He was not going to leave Coleman, no matter what happened. That message was transpired throughout all of Coleman's nerves and senses. Devin and Coleman brushed and then rested their heads against one another's and the warmth that each boy had was shared. Coleman sensed that Devin became stronger because of his activity, he started to heal Devin a different way. He wan to rouse Devin up for the boys' playtime that they had planned. Coleman repeatedly stroked Devin's short, blond hair. He was just waiting for a response from Devin. He could sense that Devin knew what he wanted to do. No words were said during these transactions, the body language, touching, and caressing did all of the communication between the boys. Devin knew exactly what Coleman wanted, he knew for the past two days, however he wanted to play hard to get. Both of the boys wanted to explore each other, but the boys' personalities affected when they would play that night. Devin's nature of being passive and taking things slowly always showed throughout his life. Devin was always a laid-back boy, but because of his new relationship with Coleman, he yearned to take as much time as possible. He did not want to rush through any relationship. Sure, Devin could have let Coleman go down on him and shoot his juice in Coleman's mouth the day before, but it was too fast. At that time, there was no verification of commitment from Coleman. He liked playing hard to get, he did with Rachel. But now, it was more crucial to if there was commitment because of the short amount of time knowing each other. Devin could not have his heart broken again like what happened with Rachel, it was not an option. He needed someone to love him, help him out with his needs; sex was not a top priority on his list, it was up there, but not as important as knowing that he was loved by someone else. The devastation from Phil, his homelife, Rachel, and his uncertainty about his sexuality were dragging him down. He just needed someone to pick him up. Coleman, on the other hand, was more of a typical 14 year-old boy, as far as a relationship was concerned. He did have Megan, but it was not a loving relationship, it was physical, and that was the extent of the relationship. He does not need love in his relationship because his emotional foundation in his home and life was as sturdy as a brick house. Having someone love him was up there. He just needed someone to care about his well being, but more importantly, fill his sexual needs. Coleman knows that his philosophy about relationships was not the most romantic. However, he was a young teenage boy, his hormones stirred him up. Having that release with another person was the answer. He was not uncertain that somebody loved him, he already knew that. The top reason for him having a significant other was to receive physical love, not to affirm that he felt like somebody cared or loved him. Ironically, Devin needed him the most for the former, rather than the latter, but Coleman was willing to love Devin and make him feel loved. Devin decided to continue his game of hard-to-get. The boys felt each other with their hands. However, Coleman expressed that he wanted a kiss from Devin, so Devin had his face approach Coleman's slowly, but he rested his cheek on Coleman's cheek. The tears on Devin's cheeks were still imminent, however, they were slowly dying up; he was in the process of being emotionally healed. Devin continued to brush his hair against Coleman's, but did not want to go for the kill...yet. Devin became tired of his "game"; he was emotionally spent by his outpouring of emotions and tears. He lied back down on the grass and pushed himself inside of the tent until he was on top of his sleeping bag. This happened without a word said. Devin lying down on his sleeping bag was an open invitation for Coleman to start loving his body. Devin looked at Coleman squarely at his eyes, while Coleman was still outside. Devin had an innocent little kid look, but that look meant that he wanted Coleman to love him. Coleman became excited on the inside, because his boy was ready. Coleman crawled on his hands and knees into the tent until he reached Devin. He lifted up one leg and settled it down on the opposite side so each of his legs was on each side of Devin's torso and Coleman's body was above Devin's. The boys just stared into each other's starry eyes. The love that both boys needed, and wanted, was present, now they needed to show each other why they are together. Coleman lips started to descend and approach Devin's, but this time, Devin accepted the imminent kiss. The kiss was one of the first steps that would help him recover from the emotional trauma he was in. The boys locked each other's lips together. There was a tight seal between the boys' lips. There was an exchange going on in the boys' oral cavity; the saliva and the tongues were mixed together. Coleman loved the feeling of wet kissing Devin's mouth. Devin, on the other hand, was thrilled when his tongue hit Coleman's braces. That tickle was the incentive to kiss. Coleman let go of the seal, and started to wet kiss Devin from the lips, to his chin, and down his neck. Coleman sucked on Devin's neck like a vampire, until he was sure that a hickey would stay on Devin's neck. Devin did not care of the hickey that was left behind because of the excitement he received from Coleman's unbelievable kissing. He thought to himself, "Well, I'll care about it later on." Devin returned the favor by kissing and sucking all over Coleman's face. After Devin had gotten Coleman's face wet with saliva, they locked lips once again. The boys could not stop kissing, because the love flowing through them was allowing Devin to heal with each passing minute and Coleman to become more excited. The boys showed their passion for one another during their exchanges. While the boys were kissing, their hands were on each other's necks and shoulders. Coleman was the first one to be brave by drifting his hands down to Devin's chest. Since Devin had his sweatshirt on, he could not be aroused by Coleman's touch. Coleman lifted Devin's sweatshirt and Devin responded by arching his back off the sleeping bag so the sweatshirt could be pulled off. Coleman threw the sweatshirt to the other end of the tent. Coleman was thinking that Devin would not need the sweatshirt for the rest of the night; he was Devin's blanket. Coleman's hands brushed up against Devin's firm pecs and stomach. They were sculpted beautifully from the summer and performing for the school swimming team. He continued to brush them until he wanted a little bit more action. He descended his hands down to Devin's navel and then sent them underneath his shirt and had them lay right on top of Devin's chest. They just stayed there until Coleman used his hands to stroke Devin's chest and abdomen. Then Coleman went to Devin's nipples and gently rubbed them with his fingertips while Devin let out little "oh"s and moans. Devin did not know what to do; he was so caught by Coleman feeling him up. He finally decided to follow Coleman's lead. Since Coleman was only wearing a t-shirt, he did not have to remove any clothes, at that point in time. Devin slipped his hands underneath Coleman's shirt and started feeling Coleman's slender chest and stomach. Coleman's body was slender, much like a soccer player. The lack of hair on Coleman's body made his skin soft and smooth. Devin's soft touch made Coleman distracted from his stroking because he became more excited by the minute. His feelings became so high that he could not take the anticipation any longer; he had to have Devin's body...immediately. Coleman's lips locked up against Devin's for another transaction. The boys' tongues kept swirling around each other's while they softly moaned. Devin moved his hands from the front of Coleman's body to the back. The young boy's back was just as smooth as the front; Devin thought he was feeling a dolphin's body. Since Devin was on the ground, the only place where Coleman's hands could go, was down. However, since Coleman was above Devin's stomach, his body thwarted his hands' path to Devin's crotch. He thought that it was time to expose Devin's boyhood. While Coleman was thinking of breaking the seal, Devin could feel that Coleman wanted to go down on him, but Devin had another idea. Since he was on the bottom, he would do Coleman first. It was the right thing to do. Devin anticipated that Coleman would release soon, so he positioned his hands on the side of Coleman's back. The exact moment that Coleman relinquished his seal, Devin used his strength to keep Coleman's body there. The first words in minutes, maybe even hours, took place. However, these words were not ones of sorrow, it was words of pleasure. Devin said slyly, "Where do you think you're going Coleman?" The dramatic pause caused Coleman to look at Devin with a confused expression on his face. He was unsure of what Devin was thinking. Coleman thought that Devin would want to release himself in order to cause all of his worries to temporarily vanish. Devin ended the silence, "I want to blow you now because I'm in the right position" Coleman was surprised, but before all of his thoughts could settle, Devin pulled him in until his crotch was right in front of Devin's head. The excitement caused a tent to slowly pop up in Coleman's shorts. Devin used his left hand to pick up Coleman's shirt while he used his right to unbuckle Coleman's belt and shorts. Devin accomplished this feat as if he had many opportunities like this before, however it was based on pure skill. Coleman's tent popped out of his shorts as Devin unzipped them and pulled them off. Despite the cool night air hitting Coleman's almost exposed member, it was still at full-mast. Since Coleman had one last line of defense from being nude and Devin was still fully clothed, Coleman wanted Devin's clothes off as well. Coleman's hands went underneath Devin's body, and slowly pulled off Devin's shirt. The shirt was snagging against Devin and the sleeping bag, so Coleman pulled harder until Devin's shirt was set free. Devin gasped as the cool air infiltrated to his skin. He gasped again as Coleman moved down to his thighs. Devin was confused with what Coleman was doing until Coleman unbuckled and unzipped his shorts. Devin raised his cute butt above the sleeping bag such that Coleman could pull it down to his knees. Both of the boys were now only wearing their boxers, but Devin wanted to pull off Coleman's last piece. Devin raised and supported his upper body by his elbows. When Coleman looked up at him, Devin gave Coleman a look like he has something up his sleeve. Devin then used his left hand to wave Coleman back towards him. Coleman resisted moving until Devin pulled him back in. The boys knew what was coming up next, but neither wanted to say anything. The boys' body language and emotions were still strong enough to communicate with each other; words were simply not needed. Devin was hypnotized by Coleman's tent that was right in front of his lips and mouth. He wanted to pull it out and pleasure Coleman. Devin had his thumbs on the waistband of Coleman's boxers. He slowly pulled it down, feeling the resistance from the tent. Devin pulled the boxers out as to accommodate for the long boy pole. Coleman gasped when his rock hard cock snapped back up when Devin slipped his boxers past it. Devin continued to pull the boxers down until it was resting on his chest. Devin stared at Coleman's dick. It was uncut, not exceptionally long, but quite thin. There were a few veins that showed along the shaft. Around the shaft were a few sparse hairs trying to form a pubic triangle, but could not at this stage in Coleman's life. Devin could smell the musky scent when he used his right hand to pull the foreskin back to expose the symmetrical mushroom head. Coleman let out a soft moan when the cool air hit his boytool's head like a punch in the face. Devin used his left hand to feel up Coleman's loins. The pleasurable sensations that he received also caused a chill up his spine, but Coleman went crazy over it. Devin moved his hand to Coleman's obliques, belly button trail, and nipples. While Devin's left hand was feeling Coleman up, his right hand lightly touched Coleman's aching cock. He could have went for the kill immediately, but Devin wanted Coleman to stay aroused for a while to prepare for a climax that would cause Coleman to literately shoot up to the moon. Suddenly, both of Devin's hands played with Coleman's tightly wrapped balls. Devin repeatedly tapped all of his ten fingers on Coleman's balls. Coleman could not stand the sensations and the pleasures he was taking in. Each tap of his balls caused Coleman's once rhythmic breathing to jump for a short moment and his voice let out a meek "yelp" for what it seemed like every second. Devin continued to use his left hand to tap Coleman's balls, but his right hand moved up to Coleman's full-mast shaft. The cock was begging to fuck by a cavity. Devin placed his entire fist around the mushroom head and started to stroke Coleman's cock back and forth. Memories from the not-so-recent past flashed before his eyes. He remembered that something like this happened with Phil about three years ago. However, on this day, Coleman permitted Devin to do what he wanted. Coleman knew what Devin wanted. Devin looked up at Coleman's beautiful face while Coleman smiled and used his hands to delicately brush Devin's hair. Suddenly, the magical words that Devin wanted to hear came out while he moaned with a higher volume, "Ooooh Devin, I love you, do it!" With Coleman's permission, Devin's head lifted off of the sleeping bag and slowly went up to Coleman's tool. Then, the wonderful taste of Coleman's cock hit Devin's lips. Waves of pleasure transcended through both boys as Devin engulfed more of Coleman's cock. The sudden change of temperature made the sensations stronger and caused Coleman to yell out a loud moan while he cried out with pleasure, "Oh my god Devin, I love you, oh please don't stop, I'll do anything!" Devin swallowed all of Coleman's member, until Devin gagged. He had to be reminded that he only performed oral sex for a boy once and it was not much of a experience, however he continued. Coleman's heart was racing as more blood traveled through his blood vessels. All of the blood must have rushed out of Coleman's big head to his little head when he placed his hands on the back of Devin's head and started face-fucking Devin. The natural instinct to fuck a hole, whether it would be a boy's mouth, or a girl's pussy, kicked in for Coleman. Devin could feel that his boy was approaching his climax quickly; he took Coleman's dick out of his mouth and replaced the emptiness in his mouth with Coleman's hairless nut sack. Coleman released one large moan and pleasures went to all of his extremities when Devin continued to suck both of his balls simultaneously. Devin's hands remained busy as he felt up Coleman's loins and his happy trail. The moans, the heavier breathing, and the tightening of the scrotum only meant one thing for Devin: Coleman was going to climax. He moved his mouth back around Coleman's dick and he tried deep throating it one last time before Coleman came. Coleman could not take it any longer; his instincts went into overdrive. He was fucking Devin's mouth again, his breathing became shorter, and his moaning crescendoed. Coleman could not stop his bodily functions any longer when he yelled out, "Fuck Devin, I'm shooting!" Coleman cried out one final moan when he shot volley after volley of his hot boyseed into Devin's mouth; at that moment, Coleman was flying so high, he thought that he would never come down. The cum did not stop pouring out of Coleman's slit. Devin could not swallow all of the seed, so it started to dribble out of his mouth and a stream of Coleman's cum went down his chin as Coleman repeatedly whispered, "Oh my God." When the cum stopped pouring out, Devin and Coleman finally collapsed backwards. Exhausted beyond their wildest dream, they shared the aura that still remained in the afterglow. Coleman was still on cloud nine, not wanting to come back to reality while Devin tried to slow down his heart's tempo and to swallow all of the cum that remained in his mouth and on his chin. After returning back to reality, the boys still lied down on the bottom of the tent and the sleeping bag. They looked at each other, smiling, but still exhausted. Their chests were still distinctly rising and falling. Devin crawled towards Coleman and locked up to mix Coleman's sweet nectar and their saliva. Coleman unlocked and broke the silence, "Holy shit! That was the best orgasm ever! You were so fucking good!" "Yeah, I have to say so myself." "That blowjob was awesome, I'm glad to you have." "You're the real first love I have ever had, I'm happy you're here too." "To return the favor, I am going to have you scream out in pleasure in just minutes." "Well, I can last longer than that...I hope." Coleman returned Devin's comment, "Nah... You won't. But before we do that, do you want a little drink?" Devin looked at him stunned, "Why do you want to get drunk, Coleman? Are you insane?" "It will make it more exciting when you cum. I'm going to drink it right now, but I want you to have a little bit with me." Devin had to agree, but he sighed, "Ok, get it out." Coleman crawled on his knees to his bag and opened it up. When he got the bottle, he turned it around and opened up the bottle. He offered the bottle to Devin, but Devin was unsure. Sure, he drank at parties, but now was not an appropriate time. Just to get it over with, he decided to drink a few sips, and drink enough later on to get him buzzed. It wasn't bad, but it was burning his throat a little bit. He gave the bottle back to Coleman. Coleman, not knowing what he was doing, downed the contents too fast and he choked from the intensity of the alcohol. Devin chuckled a bit because Coleman deserved to choke for making him drink the alcohol. However, he took the bottle again and took a few more sips in it until Coleman stopped gagging. When he did, he waited for Devin to finishing drinking his few shots, then downed a few more, and put it back inside his bag. Coleman looked at Devin with an innocent look, but his words were far from innocent, "Want to do it Devin?" Devin's eyes lit up like a star as he got up, "I want to...but I want to do it outside underneath the stars and moonlight." Coleman looked at him like he had three heads, "What??!" Devin mocked Coleman with a bad falsetto, "Well, you said, `Oh Devin, please don't stop, I'll do anything." Coleman had to agree, "Anything for you Devin, it'll be beautiful." The boys started to go outside into the cool air of the late summer night. Devin could see the bright stars shining from millions of light years away and the almost full moon still rising to its azimuth. Devin looked around at the beauty of his backyard in the moonlight and thought it was just a beautiful scene for what was about to occur. Devin and Coleman stepped as far away from the house as possible. When Devin looked at Coleman, Coleman's mouth moved in towards Devin's and they locked up for another time. There were two silhouettes formed by the moonlight. When the boys kissed, the two silhouettes came together to form as one. When the boys released, Coleman started to slowly move down. Devin felt Coleman slipping away from him as Coleman started to kiss Devin's neck, then his front chest. Devin buckled in the ride of his life. When Coleman's lips hit Devin's skin, Devin felt a warm spot in that area from Coleman's hot mouth; contrasting to the cold air that surrounded it. When Coleman's lips went away though, that particular patch on his body suddenly became ice cold as if Coleman had never touched it. Coleman hands were exploring and stroking Devin's chest, back, and then his Abdomen. The heat from Coleman's hands radiated into Devin's cold body all the way to his heart; the warm feeling that Devin's heart received was Coleman's love. Devin on the other hand, used his hands first to caress Coleman's back. As Coleman descended, Devin's hands remained in the same area to capture Coleman's shoulders, neck, and hair. Devin's caressing supported Coleman's loving, rather than to feel him. Coleman licked Devin's belly button; the sensation and pleasure forced Devin to arch forward. Coleman went down to lick Devin's happy trail and dropped to his knees and remained still for what felt like purgatory to the boys. Devin looked down at Coleman trying to figure out what was taking him so long. Suddenly, Coleman rotated his head up to look at Devin with his sparkling eyes. Coleman had the eyes of an innocent young boy, but it was only a temporary disguise. Devin repeatedly stroked Coleman's hair with his left hand, as he used his right caressed Coleman's hard nipples and chest. Devin whispered as he continued stroking, "Do me Coleman, love me and make me shoot!" Coleman accepted Devin's command and began to look at Devin's cock. Even though the temperature was about 60 degrees, the excitement was overwhelming for both of the boys as their cocks were at full mast. Coleman used his hands to explore and fondle Devin's tight chestnuts. The fondling caused Devin's heart and his breathing to skip a beat. Coleman's went under Devin's stiff member to lick Devin's balls. Devin's arousal went into overdrive as Coleman's hot mouth sucked on his nuts. Devin began to moan in ecstasy, first quiet but became louder by the moan. The overwhelming pleasure infiltrated throughout Devin's body as his knees became weak. Devin bent his knees and pushed his hips forward to get his cock closer to Coleman's mouth. Coleman took Devin's scrotum out of his mouth and replaced it with his hands. He rotated his head up and licked the tip of Devin's cock head as Devin moaned with pleasure and tightened his grip on Coleman's hair and chest. Coleman licked around Devin's cock ring several times, bathing Devin's head with his cooling spit. Coleman's left hand continued to fondle Devin's nuts as his right hand explored Devin's left thigh and hip. Coleman engulfed Devin's member and Devin moaned loudly as he pushed Coleman's head toward his crotch until his entire member was in Coleman's mouth. Coleman's breathing path was thwarted by Devin's cock as he gagged. Devin pushed away from Coleman as he allowed him to breathe. When Coleman recovered, he started to get back into his rhythm. Devin closed his eyes and tilted his head back. The last image he saw was Coleman sucking his aching rod. Even though Devin closed his eyes, he could feel the moonlight shining on his face, then he recalled his dream he had nights before. It was if his dreams were actually coming true right before his eyes. Devin could feel that he was close because he could feel his love liquid was traveling down his tubes. The sexual feelings he was experiencing became stronger as he started to fuck Coleman's face. He recalled when Coleman fucked his mouth, but couldn't stop because it was instinct. His rapid breathing temporarily stopped because of his approaching culmination. Coleman could feel that Devin was climaxing. He took Devin's cock out of his mouth and stroked Devin hard and fast. Devin's thighs and loins were tightening as Coleman started pulling Devin's nuts down and then tapped them. Devin knew that this was it as he yelled out with pleasure, "OH COLEMAN! FUCK I LOVE YOU!!!" Coleman closed his eyes in anticipation of Devin's climax as Devin's cock erupted in pleasure and gave Coleman a mushroom tattoo that plastered Coleman eyelids, checks, lips, chin, and chest. Coleman continued to stroke Devin's sore cock as Devin moaned in both pain and pleasure this time. Coleman realized by Devin's moans of pain instead of orgasm that he had to stop and he did. Coleman used his hands and tongue to wipe up all of Devin's boyseed and swallowed it. The boys caught up their breathing and the afterglow caused them to come down physiology and physically as both boys collapsed onto the cold and damp lawn as if they were shot. Coleman was breathing deep as he said, "Devin, fuck that was amazing!" Devin could not complete his sentences in one shot, "Coleman..., I can't believe...what you did...that was...out of this world!" Devin's right index finger pointed out to the sky as Coleman followed where his finger was directed, "You made me shoot...literately and figuratively...to the stars! It was incredible!!! Coleman I love you!" Coleman did not say a word because it was not needed. He went over to Devin's mouth and kissed it. Devin embraced back as he used his tongue to contact Coleman's. The boy juices mixed together to form this incredible taste for both of the boys. They locked together and stayed locked for an indefinite amount of time. The boys released their kiss and they lied there together...looking at the stars and wished they could stay up there alone, together and forever. Devin came back down to earth and realized that they could die if they stayed out in the cold. He tapped Coleman on the shoulder and crawled into the tent. Coleman followed Devin's path. When Coleman was inside the tent, Devin zipped it up. When he turned around, he saw Coleman inside of his sleeping bag snuggling against it like a five year old. Devin crawled into the sleeping bag and zipped it up, encasing their body heat. Devin went in for the kill again as he locked up with Coleman. Coleman responded by kissing him back. The boys kissed until they passed out embracing each other. The rest of the night in the backyard was silent as the boys slept for the rest of the night. The boys' love for each other was sealed; there was no turning back. End of Chapter 9 I know that this was an incredibly long story, but a lot happened. The emotions, the sex, the love, the fear, the self-doubt were all in here and I hope it was enjoyable! Yes, there was actual sex (as far as the characters are concerned). This is the gateway to a new theme for the story. Questions, concerns, comments always appreciated. Email me at cujo5230@go.com