Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2018 13:26:38 +0000 From: destabilizer15 Subject: Young Lovers, Chapter 8 Chapter 8 We waited. Joon was next to me now on the bed, with his steel hard erection still waving in front of him, jaw set, hands occasionally gripping and releasing the bedspread, precum now drooling down one side of his organ. I was sitting calmly next to him, my arm around his skinny shoulders, my cock rigid as steel too. We both watched Johnny as he lay inert after his orgasm. After what must have seemed like an eternity to Joon I whispered Johnny's name a couple of times. There was no answer. I nodded and looked at Joon. "We don't want to wake him," I whispered. "And neither of us is exactly silent when we have sex." I looked at him meaningfully. He licked his lips. I stood up and gestured for him to follow me. We went outside into the tropical night, both of us naked and erect. Lights glowed from some of the nearby boy dorms and guest cabins, but no one seemed to be about. I turned to him and caressed his face. "Are you ready to love him right? Can you be naked and honest with your affection?" By my question I was letting him know that I took for granted that he loved Johnny and, somewhere inside, wanted to show him that love. Joon was silent, still breathing a bit heavily. He licked his lips nervously. I reached out with one finger and slowly, tantalizingly, caressed the head of his raging boner. He gasped softly and stared at me. "Can you admit to yourself that you want to make love to someone? Not just fuck or get fucked? To actually give someone your heart? And can you admit that it's a boy you want to give it to, not a girl?" He was silent a long minute, gazing into space. I gave him all the time he needed. Finally he focused on me, exasperation in his face. "Man, I still don't -- I don't feel gay! I don't want to do it with men! I'm attracted to women and -- " "When you jack off to porn what do you look at?" "Straight porn!" "And yet you crave being fucked! By a man!" He was silent. "Don't you?" I persisted. "Sometimes," he muttered, eyes downcast. "And you also want to fuck Johnny. Don't you?" He nodded, his face open to me. "Well, a person can have a real sexual need for both sexes. You could be a true bisexual. Who knows? But why don't we just forget the labels? I don't give a shit whether you're gay or not. Maybe you don't need to categorize yourself. Maybe --" "Yeah. That's what I was thinking too." "But what about love? Do you love him?" He paused. "I don't know." His voice was soft but firm. "He doesn't just need your cock. He needs your heart. Can you handle that part? It's much more important than who you like to fuck." I caressed his cockhead lightly. "I know. But -- I don't know if I can." "Yeah? Let's try. Try to show me you can love a guy." He swallowed. "How?" "Make love to me." Joon paused and swallowed again. "You ready?" I prodded. I waited. Suddenly words tumbled out of him. "OK, I'm willing. But, shit, I'm just too horny. I want to try, but I can't right now. It'll just be fucking!" His look implored my understanding. I studied his face. "I believe you. Lie down here on the grass then." He did so, and I lay next to him on the warm tropical sod. I put my arm under his shoulder and pulled him against me. "That's my boy. Ok, I want you to kiss me. So far, all you've been able to do when I kiss you is be passive. No more of that. You initiate it, and I want to feel some emotion from you, some passion. And while you do it I want you to jack off and cum on me." And that's what he did. Joon kissed me forcefully at first, but then, without me saying anything, backed off and began to suck my lips and gently bite my tongue. I responded in kind. As I felt his soft, wet lips on mine and his wiry body against me, and could feel his naked desire to please, a wave of emotion passed through me suddenly that was so strong I felt sure Joon must have felt it too. My hand cupped his butt and drew him even closer, and then he began jacking off. He gasped and panted as we kissed. His hand moved faster and faster, and his knuckles grazed my belly time and again as his worked his cock. His lips grasped mine more desperately. I dug my fingertips into his crack and pressed repeatedly at his back door with my middle finger. "Yeah, baby, do it!" I whispered. He had been on the threshold of orgasm for an hour or more, so it didn't take long. He gave a little whimper into my mouth, and his body became more rigid. "UMH, UMH, UMH," he cried through his kisses. Suddenly he broke his kiss, threw his head back and began to yell "AaaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" His knuckles banged against my belly and then I felt warm jets spraying me. "Yeah, baby!" I yelled in his ear, as he continued to yell with pleasure. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, FUCK!! FUCK!! AHHHHHHHHH" I plunged my face into his neck and sank my teeth into his shoulder. His body jerked. He kept jacking furiously for another five seconds, hissing through his teeth, then slowed and finally stopped. He sagged against me. I kissed his face all over. "That's a great start, baby." We were silent for several minutes as he recovered his breath. "OK, now you're unhorny," I said briskly. "So it's time to show me some love. You're gonna suck me now. When you suck Johnny he's got to feel that you love him. So practice on me. I want you to suck me now so I feel your emotion." His eyes were glazed, his face slack. He nodded. He slid down between my legs. I stopped him as he bent down. "Joon." He looked up. "Do you admire me?" He scowled. "You know I do," he replied, with annoyance that I had made him admit it. I suddenly slapped him. His head snapped back and he stared at me, stunned. "Why did I do that?" I asked softly. He rubbed his jaw. It took him a moment to gather himself. "My tone of voice." "Yes. Your pride. You have to totally embrace your need for me. No shame. No defenses." He thought, shook his head, thought some more, then nodded faintly. "Yeah." I sat forward and kissed him. "That's my boy. Now make me feel that admiration." I must say the kid did an inspired job. Long, careful licks up my shaft, luxuriant slow swirls of his tongue over my cockhead, rubbing with just his lips up and down my organ. Before long I was squirming and gasping. "Shit Joon, where did you learn this?" He paused and looked up. "Well, I watched you and Johnny. But basically I'm just makin' it up," he replied. "For a guy who's not gay you are fucking gifted!" "That's `cause I fucking admire you!" I chuckled and with that Joon went back to work. Although I would never accept any defiance or disrespect from him, I happily enjoyed his wit. I relaxed back, luxuriating in my boy's loving attentions. After a few more long swipes he licked down onto my scrotum and sucked one of my balls into his mouth. He held it there gently and rolled it around carefully, then did the same with the other, all the while squeezing my cock firmly with one hand. After playing with my balls a few more minutes he let my scrotum slide slowly from his mouth, slipping wetly through his lips. Raising upon one arm he slowly went down on my cock, taking as much as he could down his throat, then pulling slowly off and then planting tender little kisses all over it. Then he surprised me by sliding up my body, kissing my belly, chest and neck. Finally he planted his lips on mine and tongued, chewed and kissed my lips with a gentleness I did not know he had. I put my arms tenderly around him. My heart felt full to bursting. Then he quickly slid back down, stuffed my cock into his mouth and sucked hard. Keeping the suction strong he slid off my cock nearly all the way, then back down, then up, over and over, sucking ferociously. I looked down at the tendons in his slender neck working, his close-cropped head bobbing furiously, his eyes closed almost peacefully. More than anything else it was the completeness of his surrender to me, and to his own destiny, that felt so good. That and the intense suction! "That's so good, baby," I murmured. As I gazed down at him I saw that his cock was already hard again. I smiled to myself and caressed his bobbing head as he redoubled his efforts. It wouldn't be long. The wave began rising in me, long and slow, like a breaker on the seashore, its momentum building, the foamy crest appearing and gradually enlarging. My body arched. "Yeah Joon, yeah," I breathed. He slammed his mouth into my pubes, the head of my cock reaching deep into his throat, again and again. He grabbed my balls and tugged. "Ahhhhh," I heard myself moan. Then it hit. My orgasm slammed into me, and I heard Joon choke as if from far away. My hips thrashed, and he grabbed my cock and lashed the head with his tongue, sending me to a whole other level of ecstasy. "YYAAAAHHHHH, OH! OH FUCK! I yelled, and I felt bolt after bolt shoot out and into his sucking, slurping mouth. As hard as I thrust my hips upward he forced his clenched lips downward. AAHHH, GOD it was good!! As the waves of pleasure slowly subsided I felt him continuing to suck hard, and my cock began to be too tender. I gently eased him off me with a hand on his bony shoulder. He slid up my body, panting a bit, and plastered his lips to mine. Still gasping from the intensity of my orgasm I felt my own cum drool into me from his open mouth. He tenderly worked his mouth on mine, and I embraced him, feeling the hot, hard rod of his cock against my hip. We lay there silently a couple of slow, delicious minutes, holding each other, he on top of me. I felt his erection gradually soften and wilt. I carefully rolled to one side, still holding him. We gazed at each other. I caressed his face. "Did it feel good to be my boy?" "Yeah. Amazing, actually." "That's wonderful. It makes me happy to hear that. And you know what?" "What." "Now you know how to love like a boy should love. You've submitted to me completely, yes?" "Yes." "No macho, straight-boy pride?" Joon gave a small, rueful smile and a brief head shake. "In that case, you're ready to start learning to love like a man. Something most of those macho straight boys have no fucking clue about." "What a paradox," he mused. "Shit! Who uses the word `paradox' within three minutes of giving a blow job?!" I exclaimed. He permitted himself a small grin. I continued, "And you know how you're gonna learn it?" "With Johnny?" "Exactly. You're ready to start making Johnny your boy. You weren't ready for any of that before. No wonder you turned him down when he asked you for sex. Something inside you knew. You were protecting him from yourself." Joon blinked and I could tell I was ahead of him, something that rarely happened with this brilliant kid. But he caught up fast. "I guess I had no idea who I was sexually." "Right. Who does when they're 16? Most of the kids here on this island don't -- not really. I have to give you huge credit. Even though this has all been so new you haven't shied away. You haven't withdrawn. You've gone with your sexual instincts and tried everything I threw at you." "Can I -- can I be both a boy when I'm with a man and a man when I'm with a boy? Sexually, I mean? At the same time?" "Hmm. I think so. It seems like maybe you already are -- you've just gotta discover it. In the last few days you've been discovering that you're a boy who needs a man. You're learning to accept it. Now you're going to learn to love like a man who needs his boy, and I think Johnny's the perfect guy to learn with. He seems to sexually crave being a boy. I can tell that just from the little bit of sex I had with him tonight. In fact, it's not just a boy he craves being -- it's your boy!" "You think so?" "I've seen how he looks at you. Sure, he had a great time with me in bed tonight. He's a hot little firecracker and lovable as hell, and he really responded to me. But it's you he wants, and once you start making love to him he won't even notice me." "Do I -- do you think I need to be rough with him, like you are with me?" "What do you think?" He paused. "I guess he doesn't need it." He paused some more. "But maybe I do." "Does he turn you on? I can tell you care for him, and you said you want to have sex him. But do you actually find him physically attractive?" "Oh fuck yeah," he exclaimed, shaking his head as if in disbelief. "I never did before. He's changed so much!" "Well, I guess it's for you guys to discover what your sexual needs are. Together." He nodded, thought some more, then looked up. "What about you and me?" He gazed at me steadily. "I don't know. Let's just keep trying stuff and see what happens. Maybe it will change between us now -- maybe more gentle. Or maybe just as rough. Maybe both. Maybe you need to just focus on him now, and not do anything with me at all. I don't know. I mean, I hope you realize, Joon," I paused. "This is new to me too." "What do you mean?" "I've never taken a boy roughly before. And I've certainly never had violent sex where the boy got off on it. And . . . " I paused. Did I want to say this now? "And I've only felt what I feel for you one other time." He waited. "And, um -- I never thought I'd have it again. Then you came along." He dropped his eyes. I don't know if he was embarrassed for himself or for me. Maybe both. Then he looked up with a small smile. "So what is that feeling you have for me? Be honest with me -- I don't want to have to slap you!"