Date: Wed, 4 Sep 2019 03:21:06 -0600 From: Ocelot Subject: Ashton and Noah Chapter XIII Okay, let's do this thing with the words and such. This is a story that contains consensual sex between an adult and teenager. If this kind of thing isn't your cup of tea, or you're too young, or whatever, don't bother reading. If you want to read, go ahead. Also, Nifty cannot continue to host such great stories without donations from readers such as you. Give `til it hurts! This story is to be displayed on Nifty and no other websites. Noah was horrified. I was horrified. I had just hit him. Growing up, his father regularly beat him. Injured him pretty good too, sometimes. I hated myself for what had just happened. Things seemed to happen in slow motion as my fist waved and flew through the air. Noah closed his eyes. I finished my swing, and opened my hand. The items that were inside my fist fell and clattered on the table. I looked down. I took a deep breath. "Ugh. High numbers. 27 damage." I couldn't look Noah nor anyone else around the table in the eyes. It was Dungeons and Dragons night. DnD. I had rolled an attack against an enemy, and rolled a 1 on the D20. Critical fail. Since Noah's character was close by the monster, the Dungeon Master asked I roll to see if I hit Noah's character instead. I rolled a 20 on the die. This meant it was a crit. Lots of damage. Noah bent over his character sheet. "Well, the cleric is down," he announced, sitting back and drinking from his can of soda. "Well done, Lars," the DM said. "You swing your sword at an enemy, totally miss, and instead plunge it into Deen's chest. This proves to be too much for him, and he falls. Make a strength check, and see if you can hold into your sword while Deen's body collapses to the ground." Taking another D20, I gave it a shake, rattle, and roll. "16," I announced. "All right. Though you render a member of your party unconscious and bleeding out, you're able to hold onto your sword. Deen, you're up next. Give me a death saving throw." The DM crunched on some pretzels as Noah took a D20 of his own and rolled. The DM could afford to be calm, cool, and cool, and collected. Noah was feeling pressure. If he rolled a 1, his character would die. No second chances. 2-10 meant a fail, and his character would keep bleeding out. 11-19 and it was a pass. A 20 meant the character sort of got a second wind and got back up to continue fighting. Three passes and the character was back up. Three fails, and he'd die. "15," Noah said, with a sigh of relief, filling in one of the Death saving throw bubbles on his character sheet. The action continued around the table. Rolling again, Noah got a 3. One success, one fail. Again we continued with the action. After another pass, the monster was killed, and we could tend to Noah's character. We were able to get a health potion in him, and soon, he was back on his feet. "This is the final cave, right?" the rogue asked. "Yeah," the DM said. "As you examine the monstrous body, you become certain it's the one you were sent to kill." "It was raining outside," I said, stifling a belch. "Let's take a long rest and wait out the storm." After a few moments of discussion, it was decided that our characters would rest in the cave before trekking back to the city to claim our reward. That also was a good spot to end the session. A few minutes later, Noah and I were alone in our house. We stacked our DnD stuff together and put it on the bookshelf next to our dice bags. Holding hands, we walked to the bedroom and began taking our clothes off. "Good session?" he asked, as he took off his underwear. "Yeah. I had a great time." I admired his beautiful body. "We've got a great DM," he said as we got into bed and began cuddling. Noah leaned in, and kissed me, his soft lips feeling so nice against mine. Our tongues met, and we kept kissing. "We sure do," I said, breathlessly. My heart raced. In all the relationships I'd had, nobody had ever kept my heart racing and left me breathless like Noah did. We kept kissing, our hands roaming. His soft skin was so smooth under my skin. I cupped his butt, and he moaned into my mouth. Noah's cock rubbed against mine, both of us were hard. He bent his head and began kissing my neck. I laid back on the bed, and Noah began sucking on my neck. I groaned in happiness. Noah reached down and grabbed my throbbing six inch cock. He slowly stroked me as we kissed, panting with passion. He rubbed his hard uncut cock on my stomach where my pre was dripping. I couldn't wait. "Stop teasing me, and fuck me," I pleaded, my left hand blindly reaching for the lube in the nightstand drawer. Noah's blue eyes shone at me, his adorably cute face framed by his blond hair. Soon, his lubed up cock was poking at my hole. I spread my legs, and my adorable lover slipped deliciously inside me. He buried his cock deep inside me, and held it there. "I love you, Noah." "I love you too, Ashton." He began to thrust inside me, hard and fast. He bent down, and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him, and held him close. Our moans filled the air. Noah's cock throbbed and pulsed inside me. Soon, he was cumming, his hot load coating my insides. We fell asleep like we always did. Naked, cuddling, and close to each other. The next day, it was a half day of school for Noah. It was Parent Teacher Conference time. I wasn't his parent, but I was his legal guardian. I didn't do any writing that day. I spent it just enjoying the sun in the backyard. I was in a reclining lawn chair, and had my shirt off. I was wearing sunglasses, and was dozing. A splash of water on my face woke me up. Half sitting up, I looked. Noah was in the swimming pool, and was naked. I pulled my sunglasses off. "Noah! You know these are custom!" I frowned at him as I shook my sunglasses to get the water off them. Custom shades, they were an exact match to what Albert Wesker wore in the video game Resident Evil 5. "I know! You ordered three of them!" Noah tossed this out before going underneath the water, his bubble butt and smooth legs disappearing into the water. My cock twitched. It was clear who would win this battle. Noah surfaced, floating on his back, his uncut cock hard. He stroked it. "Dammit, you're too cute," I mock growled, taking my shorts off, my semi erect six inch cock swinging back and forth. I set my sunglasses down, and jumped in. Noah embraced me, kissing me. Our lips met, our tongues began their familiar dance. Our cocks grew hard, and we rubbed them against each other under the water. I kissed Noah's neck and moaned into it. Nobody could make me feel as wonderful as Noah did. Noah slid his hands down my back, then caressed my ass. I felt him squeeze my ass cheeks and I moaned into his mouth, kissing him for all I was worth. He wrapped his legs around mine, and I walked us to the edge of the pool, then I got us out. Laying on the warm pavement slabs at the edge of the pool, we continued kissing and soon, his hand found my cock. It was dripping pre, and he rubbed his finger around the tip, smearing it. I cupped his ass, and inserted the tip of my finger into his hole. He threw his head back, his wet blond hair throwing water in every direction. He jerked my cock, and I could feel his own hard cock rubbing against my thighs. "Noah," I gasped. "I want you in me." "Always, Ash," he whispered into my ear. I rolled over, and we were on our sides. He rubbed the tip of his cock along the crack of my butt, before slowly spreading the cheeks, and slipping inside me. His lips were on my shoulder, sucking, kissing, licking, and nibbling. It always drove me to higher heights of pleasure when he did that. With ease, he began thrusting inside me. I reached my right hand over my left shoulder. Noah's left hand met mine, and we laced our fingers together. With the unspoken communication that comes from being lovers for a long time, we just squeezed each other's hand in silence, communicating our love. His right hand rubbed my chest and rubbed against my nipples. I could hear him panting in my ear as his orgasm built. He squeezed my thick cock, and I moaned as well, edging close to my own orgasm. Soon, he was erupting in my hole, painting my insides with his hot cum, and I was squirting and throbbing in his hand. Panting, he held me close to him as we came down from our orgasm high. "I love you, Ash," Noah said quietly. "With all my heart. I want to be with you every day for the rest of my life." "I love you too, Noah. You don't need to go away to college unless you want to, and even then, I'll get an apartment so we can live and love together like we have since we met." "Do you really mean that?" I rolled over, and gazed into his beautifully blue eyes. I smiled at him, and he smiled back, caressing my cheek before kissing me briefly. He still had my cum on his hand, but I didn't mind. "Yes. If you got away to college, I'll miss you fiercely. I love you, and I'll go anywhere so we can always be together." "Forever?" he asked quietly. "Forever," I confirmed, pressing my forehead against his. I don't know how long we stayed that way, in each other's soft embrace. When I opened my eyes, the sun had slid across the sky some. I didn't know what time it was, but it was time for some Parent Teach Conferences. I kissed Noah and sat up, my muscles complaining about how hard the paving stones were. Heading inside, we showered and dressed. We climbed into the truck and I drove off to his school. Noah had always done well in school, and this semester was no exception. Very good grades, and I was happy to hear how his teachers talked about him in a very positive way. I compiled all the reports so I could show to them to the court if they wanted to check on his well-being. Every time an officer of the court had stopped by, they'd always been pleased about his living quarters, abundant clothing, food, access to money for school projects, and grades. I had loved Noah almost the moment since I met him. I don't know when he began to love me, but knew he loved me deeply. No matter what, if he went to college or not, I knew we'd always be living, and loving together. That night, as we slept together in bed, our skin touching, I pondered the future. Mine, his, and ours. Okay, so another chapter is in the books. I hope you enjoyed it. I'm not sure how much more I'll write about Ashton and Noah. I didn't intend for their journey to go this far, but I'm pleased with the progress. I hope you are as well. I may write one final chapter, dropping in and out of their lives as Noah grows up, and then perhaps end it a year or two after he graduates high school. I can't say when the next chapter will come out. I want to make sure it's perfect and a fitting one for them. Also, there are other stories I'd like to devote my time to. "Little Rockstar" in the gay/adult-youth section. Also, "Meeting the twins on vacation" in the bisexual/adult-youth area. Have a wonderful day, and as always, you're more than welcome to message me at fullmetalocelot12@gmail.com