Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2006 07:09:06 -0700 (PDT) From: Puer Amore Subject: The Ice Storm PT VII THE ICE STORM (PT VII ) By Barry pueresamo@yahoo.com Disclaimer: This work is one of fiction. Any resemblance of persons or places mentioned in this story to actual persons or places is only slightly more than coincidence. Copyright 2006 Barry. All Rights Reserved. Morning, indeed, arrived quickly. I awoke to Travis' beautiful head, still resting upon my breast, but his hand was gently massaging my testicles and, alternately, slowly stroking my very erect penis. As he detected my stirring, he said; Barry's berries are really packed this morning huh? Yeah, I said, they pretty much stay that way, Sweetie. They're a lot heavier than mine. He asserted. They're not much bigger though. I said. Yeah, but they're heavy. He said as he cupped his hands under my balls and lifted them gently in my fully extended scrotum, his hand acting as a scale. My testicles, like yours, Sweetie, have always been unusually large and they stay packed. I suppose as you get a little older, yours will be the same. I suggested. Travis threw back the covers to better survey my testicles. This completely uncovered him as well. I was taken by the breathtaking sight of his physique. God! I thought. The Greeks were certainly right about one thing...Boys really are most beautiful when "first down" appears. His, still sparse, pubic hair formed a delightful, almost artistic, pattern around his genitals. There was virtually no hair on his balls yet, accentuating, even more, the larger than normal size of those beautiful testicles, resting proudly in their tabernacle. God Travis! I exclaimed. You are beautiful beyond words. Ganymede, himself, would be envious. You're just saying that, he suggested. No Way! I insisted. You truly are. You see me that way because you love me so much. He argued with a grin. No question, I retorted, I love you more than I could ever express with mere words, sweet Travis. It doesn't diminish the fact that you are genuinely beautiful. You really find me that attractive, Barry? He asked. No! I said. I find you irresistible. Really! I insisted. I'm not trying to flatter you. You are genuinely beautiful I bet all the guys at the temple were jealous of you. I suggested. None of them could possibly have been as beautiful as you, sweet Travis. I don't know about jealous. He said. They used to make fun of me and call me "Pretty Boy". They used to make fun of me in the showers, after swim team practice, because of my big balls. Like they thought I was a freak or something. No Sweetie, they didn't think that at all. They were jealous and only wanted to hurt you. I instructed. Kids can be so very cruel, Sweetie, don't let them get into your head. This whole time, Travis had continued to knead my testicles and I was moving quickly to the point of no return. Travis, Sweetie, you're taking me to the point where I will require some release. All right! He said. That's what I had in mind. You started, the other night, telling me about another way, but you didn't finish telling me about it. Oh, I said. You mean anal sex. Anal! He exclaimed. You mean butt hole sex? He asked in bewilderment. Sure, I said. Lot's of people prefer it. You ever done it? He inquired. Sure, but not recently. I said. It feels good, Travis, no question about it. But the semen is wasted, you might say, so I don't normally do it. I explained. You see, Sweetie, like the ancients, I consider semen, not sacred, but precious. To expel it into the rectum strikes me as an insult to the sperm contained in the semen. Whereas, receiving it into the mouth and consuming it, invites it to become a part of oneself. What do they say; "You are what you eat". So, because we have consumed each other, sweet Travis, we are now actually part of each other. It's a tremendous honor; at least it is for me, sweet boy. I explained. I never thought of any of that, Barry. You're right, he said. I don't want my semen treated like poop. He declared. Right, I said...but it's your decision ultimately. If you decide to try it, at least you'll be safe with me. I explained. I'm always safe with you, Barry. I love you very much. He said. I love you too, Travis. I love you very much. In this case, however, I'm referring to the fact that you'll be safe from AIDS with me. AIDS! I've heard of it, but I don't really know anything about it. Not Really! He said. Well, it's a horrible disease, caused by the HIV retrovirus, usually fatal in the long run; it's most often transferred from man to man via anal sex. It is especially dangerous to uncircumcised guys, because the foreskin acts as a sort of welcome mat to HIV. That's why I told you it was a good thing that you were circumcised. The recent data, which we published in one of my articles at the Dallas Herald, would suggest that your chances of contracting AIDS are reduced by as much as 70% if you are circumcised. You Too! Barry, you're circumcised. He said. Thank Goodness, and my parents, for that favor. I declared. Let's not do the anal thing, then, OK? He said. I don't prefer it anyway, Sweetie. I said. On the other hand, you've taken me nearly all the way...HELP! I begged. Great! He exclaimed. I guess a bunch of you is about to become a part of me. He barely got my penis into his warm, sweet, mouth before I unloaded into him. He took it all and seemed to want more. He gently traced his forefinger along my taint, pushing the remaining semen along my urethra and out my penis, as he kept it, still erect, in his mouth. Heaven! ....I was absolutely in Heaven. Surely, I thought, this is the most beautiful and precious boy that God ever breathed life into. The most precious soul He ever wrapped flesh around. I must take the best care of him possible. How could I possibly deserve such a treasure as Travis. As he finally rose up from me, I could see his own throbbing penis. It already had pre-cum glistening on its glans and, obviously, was begging for some "release", as Travis would put it. Travis, sweet boy, your penis is beckoning. I said. I can see it is ready for a visit from me. What do you think? Yes, Please, Barry, before I explode. He exclaimed. I quickly repositioned myself to accept his sweet, and I really mean sweet, penis into my mouth. I barely got in a few strokes with my tongue and mouth when I saw his scrotum retract. I knew it would only be a matter of seconds. Sure enough! He exploded into my mouth, filling it beyond capacity as he always does. It was magnificent! I think I could go without meals if Travis would feed me this way a few times a day. His semen is actually sweet. Perhaps like sugared milk, I thought. I don't know what in his diet, or for what other reason it was sweet, but it was. Travis, I said, when I finally swallowed it all, You are Magnificent! Thank you, Barry. I love you more and more each time you allow me to become part of you. He proclaimed. I feel the same way, sweet boy. I'm so honored that you would receive me in this way and my love for you grows and grows each time. I explained. I guess Ganymede had us in mind for each other, huh? He suggested. I looked at him and smiled. He recognized the cue. Thank You! Ganymede, we declared in unison.