Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2000 08:01:59 -0800 (PST) From: Willie Hewes Subject: The Learning Years (13) Dry your tears, it's not the last episode yet. I'm gonna need another week to get these guys to really do it. :) Meanwhile, check out my homepage. http://www.geocities.com/willie_hewes Willie Part 13 I have come now to the hardest part of my narrative. How can I possibly tell you about the things that happened that night, or how I felt, what I was thinking? I'll just have to try, but don't expect it to be anything like the real thing. I can tell you now, before I even write it down, the real thing was at least ten times better. After dinner, I blew out the candles and led him to my parents' bedroom. He was surprised that I took him there, I guess he too had to get used to my new evil qualities. Not that there was anything left in sight to tell that it was my parents' bedroom, I had carefully removed all pictures and personal possessions, and spread out my twinkly christmas-tree lights for a romantic touch. Earlier in the evening I had lighted a couple of incense sticks, they were all burnt out now, but the room was filled with a sweet and heavy odor. We sat on the bed, we kissed. I was shivering. Are you cold? No, it's just... too much. Undressing was very slowly, very exiting. We took long breaks between each article of clothing to kiss and fully explore the newly revealed pieces of skin. He rolled my skin between his fingers, and pinched it. It hurt a little, but I was too excited to tell him to stop. I don't think I even wanted him to stop... I was pleased to find that the muscles of his arms were as hard as I had always imagined them to be. He was strong, but also warm, and tender. My chest was next to be revealed, Charlie pulled my shirt over my head and sent it flying to some corner of the room. He concentrated on my nipples, first sucking them gently, then then tweaking them with his fingers. "Ouch!" I said. He didn't stop, but simply started kissing me again. "It hurts," I urged gently. "I know it hurts," he said. His eyes looked like he was miles away. "It has to hurt, otherwise it wouldn't be fair. I'm hurting too." "Why? Why does it hurt?" He made no answer, but started pulling off his shirt. It didn't really matter anyway. I was starting to feel as dreamy as he looked. I was lying on my back on the bed, and he was straddling me. The christmas lights changed the colour of his skin every second, from red-orange to green to yellow and then again. I almost felt like this couldn't be real. But it was. He lay down on top of me, kissed me, caressed me, whispered in my ear. I hadn't touched someone else's naked skin since I was a little boy, and I had forgotten how alien it could feel, and how good. He was warm, and broader than I had thought he was. I took off his glasses, and put them behind me on a nightstand. It made him look a whole lot more naked, his face softer, and more open. "I can't see a thing," he said. I doubted this. "You don't have to." He pinched my right nipple and twisted it. But even the pain seemed to be drowned out by a pleasant sort of numbness. No, not numbness, a dreamstate that heightened the senses. It may sound like bullshit to you, but that's how I felt. My mind wasn't entirely there, like we were floating in warm water, not a care in the world. I helped him take off my jeans and shorts. He started to jack me off real gently. It felt good in the same slow, relaxed way. He made me feel good, but he wasn't trying to make me come. "I wanna see yours," I said, "take off your jeans." He stood up and quickly stripped naked. I was still wearing my socks. We sat opposite each other on the bed, his hand on my dick and mine on his. It was rather long, and slim. It curved upwards, the head pointed at my face. I bent over a little more, to kiss it, and then lick it. He let me for a while, sighed. Then he said, "Wait, wait a moment. Let's do it..." He lay back on the bed, and gestured for me to turn around. "Let's do it 69." He grinned. I did as he suggested, carefully placing my knees on either side of his head. Lying down on him felt right, like it was something our bodies were made to do. He took my dick in his mouth in one go, sucking and licking happily away. I was a bit more hesitating, I hadn't done this very often, remember? I stroked him with my hand first, and noticed that a drop of pre-come was leaking from the little slit. He moaned, which I could feel as well as hear, still sticking halfway into his mouth. I tasted his pre-come when I slowly took him in my mouth. He pressed my head down faster with his hand, and tilted his hips so that, suddenly, he was almost all the way in. I only needed a moment to adjust, and was soon enjoying the feeling of his hot cock in my mouth. He fit in there much better than Menno, he was slimmer, filled perfectly the space between my tongue and the roof of my mouth without making movements of my tongue impossible. With Menno, it had been like... but I didn't want to think of Menno, I only wanted to think of Charlie, right here right now, he was going to come. He had let go of my dick, it gently brushed the side of his face. He panted, and moved his hips up and down rhythmically, faster and faster, until he pushed in deeply and held still, his muscles hardened and he shot deep inside my mouth. I swallowed a few times. He relaxed, and went back to caressing my dick. I didn't want to let go of this warm, living thing in my mouth, and just held him there, without moving, enjoying the sensations his sucking mouth gave me. His hands were now stroking my butt, I tickled and stroked his balls. I noticed he didn't grow softer. After a while I had to let him go, afraid I would bite him. He was quite an expert in giving blowjobs, at least compared to me, and I was going to come. He could feel it to, and took me deep in his mouth, his hands clawing into my cheeks. I tried to breath. His dick was only inches away from my eyes, hard a rock, shining red-green-yellow with my spit. Looking at it, Charlie's beautiful, magical dick, smelling it, feeling it in my hand, I came to it, long and hard. He swallowed it all. I resurfaced, and turned around so our heads were at the same level again. We hugged, and kissed, and lay there in the half-darkness for a while, relaxing and resting close to each other.