Date: Wed,  9 Jun 2004 07:16:05 -0400 (EDT)
From: Danny <twinkchaser@excite.com>
Subject: Love Magick Part 19

This is a work of fiction. It is straight out of my imagination, except for
most of the pagan practices mentioned. This is written for adults and if
you are not supposed to read this where you live, then please don't.


Part 19


I made it home and went straight to work.  I worked on several drawings
that were promised for Christmas.  I finished the pencil drawings and
sprayed them.  I put them in envelopes and got them ready to ship.  I
looked over at my calendar and saw a big red circle.  I looked and realized
I had forgotten about Yule.  I was in charge of organizing the ball this
year.  I jumped up and ran around looking in drawers for the planning
folder.  I knew all the arrangements were made months ago, but I had to
send out the invitations.  Yule was a few days before Christmas, so we
would be able to have Christmas with the family.  If, that is, we decide to
go.  I still hadn't gotten around to talking to Ryan.

I called the printer and told him I would be bringing an invitation over in
a half an hour.  I pulled the disk marked `invite' from the folder and put
it in my computer.  I checked it for typos one more time and then took the
disk and rushed to the print shop. The printer told me they would be
printed and ready by Friday.  I figured that if I could get a little help,
I could send them out on the following Monday.

I got back to the house and called all of the contacts on the list.  I
confirmed the hall, flowers, catering, and decorations.  I had ordered
special decorations and printed napkins and matchbooks.  I even had several
pounds of confetti on the way.  I worked on details until it was time for
dinner.  I took out a couple of steaks and started some potatoes baking.
When Ryan got home, he found me on the parlor sofa, looking over the
folder.

"Hello lover," he said, walking into the parlor.  He sat next to me and I
tossed the folder on the coffee table.  He put one leg over mine and
snuggled up to me.  He kissed me on the cheek and then laid his head on my
chest.  For a guy who had never been very intimate with guys, he was good
at it.  "So, what is that," he asked, pointing at the folder.

"Oh, those are my plans for the Yule ball."

"Yule ball," he asked.

"Yeah, we have a big party every year to celebrate Yule.  It is our
Christmas party," I said with a laugh.  I stopped and looked at my
beautiful man.  He looked tired, and I was sure he was hungry.  I had the
steaks marinating in the kitchen, and we both liked them rare.  The
potatoes would be done in ten minutes.  Dinner would be soon enough, but I
had a question.

"Hon, I need to ask you something," I said looking across at the empty
fireplace.

"Anything,"he said, looking up at me.

"Would you go to the ball with me," I asked.  He looked up at me and
smiled.

"Would it be ok, I mean, us being together in public."

"As long as we don't hide our being together, and we aren't hurting anyone,
we have nothing to worry about.  As far as being in a same sex
relationship; try tossing a rock into a group of witches, and not hitting a
gay guy."  He laughed and snuggled closer.

"I would be honored to go with you," he said, making my year.

"The colors this year are blue and white.  I was thinking about our
outfits.  This tends to be a game of one-upmanship.  I was thinking of dark
blue velvet tuxedos."

"What," he asked, surprised.  "Where would you get something like that in
this town?"

"I have a friend who sews.  He makes custom clothing and teddy bears and
such.  He even makes dresses for drag queens.  He is quite a character, and
I bet he would love to make us the outfits.  We have to hurry because, it
is getting close to the day and I am sure he is busy.  I bet he is making
himself something spectacular to wear."  I sat for a moment thinking until
I heard a bell ring in the kitchen.  "Well, the potatoes are done.  Let's
go eat."  We got up and moved to the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can do," Ryan asked as I pulled the potatoes out of
the oven.

"You can toss some salad," I said, pulling the plastic bag of steaks from
the fridge.

"Hey, wait till after dinner you horny little thing," he said, and started
laughing.  I turned a bit red thinking of when I laughed at him for saying
the same thing..

"Just do the salad.  You are the horny one."

"Yes I am," he said, smiling lasciviously.  I carried the steaks to the
grill on the back patio.  I fired it up and sat down in a nearby chair.  It
was nearly sunset, and I was happier than I had been in a long time.  I
felt Ryan's arms move across my shoulders and down my chest.  "Hurry," he
growled in my ear.

"You are horny, aren't you," I asked.

"No... I'm hungry," he said and kissed me on the cheek.


After dinner we cleaned up the kitchen.  We found our way to the den to sit
and let the heavy dinner settle in our stomachs.  We cuddled together on
the sofa and watched some tv.  I looked down at Ryan, and marveled at how
my life had changed so quickly.  I had been alone for so long.  Wanting to
be alone, and not looking for love.  Ryan just fell into my lap, and I
can't help but love him.

I could tell he was falling asleep, so I grabbed his ass and shook him a
little.  He looked up and smiled groggily.  I got up off of the sofa and
helped him to his feet.  I pulled him to me and we kissed.

"Let's head upstairs," he said, taking a breath.

"You need to go to sleep," I said, holding him close.

"I need you," he said and nibbled my ear.  We moved upstairs removing our
cloths as we went.  We stood at the end of my bed kissing.  I pulled off my
underwear and made a show of tossing them on the floor.  Ryan followed
suit, and we were completely naked.  He kissed me as he backed me toward
the bed.  He turned me around and pushed me down onto the sheets.  He
climbed on top of me and kissed the back of my neck.

"Now to do as you asked," he said.  He kissed down my back and ran his
tongue up my crack.  I shivered and felt a moan escape my lips.  I closed
my eyes and spread my legs.  He pushed his tongue between my cheeks and
found my pucker.  Chills ran through me as he rubbed his tongue across my
hole in long strokes.  He spread my cheeks with his hands and pushed his
tongue against my opening, and pressed it in.  I moaned and grasped the
sheets in clenched fists.  He stopped his ministration and climbed back up
to my ear and whispered.  "I want to have you."  He reached for the lube on
the bedside table and put some on his hand.  He rubbed it into my hole and
on to his dick.

"Would you like me to change positions," I asked.

"No, stay right where you are."  He laid down on top of me and his dick
slid between my legs.  "Am I too heavy," he asked.

"No, you are fine," I said.  He lifted his hips and positioned his dick
against my ass.  He pressed down and I felt him part my hole.  He slid in
slowly, giving me time to get used to it.  He pushed all the way in and
then held still.  He put his hands on my shoulders and pulled himself up.
He relaxed and slid down.  He moved only slightly in and out but the
sensation was wonderful.  I loved the feeling of our bodies together, and
moving in a fluid motion.  He moved faster, our bodies sliding with our
sweat as lubrication.

He stopped and put his knees firmly on the bed and lifted off of me.  I was
disappointed when he popped out.  In one movement he grabbed my legs and
flipped me over on my back.  He pushed my legs over his shoulders and
re-entered me.  He started moving faster as he looked into my eyes.  I was
moaning as he pounded my ass.  I reached down and started stroking my cock.
I was close and could tell he was too.  I was lifting my hips to meet his
thrusts.  I heard him moan as he pressed deep into me.  He held still and
bent down and kissed me.  He moaned into my mouth as he came, filling me
with his seed.

When he got control of himself he pulled out and immediately went down on
me.  He sucked on my cock for only a moment before I filled his mouth.  He
swallowed it all and licked my dick clean.  He laid down next to me and
snuggled close.  When I was able to speak, I turned to Ryan.

"I love you," I said, and kissed him tenderly.

"I love you too," he said, when we stopped for a breath.  We kissed for a
few more minutes and eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.


(To be continued)

The next chapter will be submitted soon.

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