Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 17:42:19 EDT From: William Watts Subject: A Tragic Love - chapter 6 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf/, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com. * * * * * * * * A Tragic Love - by BW (Young-Friends). Copyright 2000 by bwstories44 Chapter 6 - A time for giving thanks. January 2000 The afterglow from our Columbus Day adventures carried me on a cloud so high that it was many days before my feet touched the ground again. We stole every free moment we could, from that day forward, but all we could do was think about those long holiday periods when we would have some extended quality time to spend together. The next holiday was Halloween. We didn't get any time off from school but, as luck would have it, the day for witches and goblins fell on a Friday. This meant some time alone for us, after the routine of trick- or-treating was done. We wanted to select costumes that would show that we were a pair but most of those types of costumes were of the male/female variety. Since neither of us wanted to dress in drag, we settled on going as Batman and Robin. Of course, I graciously allowed David to be Batman. He was taller and, as far as I was concerned, more powerful and more handsome. No discussion. It was a done deal. Halloween night we went door-to-door collecting our sweet loot and then we goofed around with some of our other friends from school. You know, the time honored toilet paper and shaving cream routine. As the evening drew to a close, we headed to David's house. I already had permission to stay over and return home Saturday morning. We were tired from running around all evening and decided that we wouldn't stay up late. We kissed and cuddled but not much more. Sex was nice but not necessary for our relationship. It was the proverbial icing on the cake but we liked the plain, old cake as well. As long as we were together, nothing else really seemed to matter. When we awoke the following morning, we began making our plans for the next big holiday - Thanksgiving. We knew we'd have to spend that Thursday with our families, doing that traditional dinner thing, and David would be spending the weekend with his father but that left us the entire day, Friday, for just us. We figured I could come over late Thursday evening and spend the night, then return home Saturday morning. Man, could it get much better? The days of November passed in a blur, school and family dominating our lives, but not so totally that we didn't have each other constantly in our thoughts. As Thanksgiving Day arrived, we began to count the minutes until our next rendezvous. Family time was nice and it was a great meal but I started to get antsy as we moved closer to the evening hours. Mom let me leave a little early so I could ride my bike to town before it got dark. Not wanting to disturb David's family time, I hung around the school for a while before sneaking into the tree house. Just before the last rays of sunlight disappeared, I was looking out of one of the tree house windows when I saw David walk out on the back deck. He just seemed to slink along aimlessly and didn't look particularly happy. I was beginning to wonder if his family time had been less enjoyable than mine and called out to him to inquire. "What's up handsome? Long day?" "Damn! You're here. I've been going crazy wondering where you were. I thought maybe your mom wouldn't let you break away from the family thing or, even worse, that you got into an accident on the way here. Get your ass down here before I come up there and spank you for making me worry." "I don't know. That spanking thing sounds like it might be fun but, okay, I'm on my way down." David had walked out into the yard to meet me and he greeted me with a bear hug that left me gasping for air. I guess that, maybe, he really had been worried about me. Damn, isn't that sweet. How could anyone not love someone this warm and caring? We slipped up the back stairs to David's room, closed the door and just stood there holding each other and giving the other one soft, passionate kisses. Neither of us was in a hurry to make a move toward the bed but it's not like we didn't want to. After many minutes of this romantic exchange we sat down on the mattress and started to talk. "Damn. If that's how you're going to treat me when you've been worried about me, I think I'm going to give you more to worry about." "Don't you dare! I was a nervous wreck worrying about you. I thought you were going to knock on the back door when you arrived. If you promise not to put me through that again, I promise that I'll give you the same treatment even if you don't drive me nuts." "Well? Can I trust you to keep your word? I might have to think about that for a while. Okay, time's up. I thought about it and I'm going to hold you to your word and, if your word is as good as the rest of you, then I guess I have nothing to worry about." Slowly, I moved toward David and planted another long, passionate kiss on those full, sweet lips. When we broke our embrace, I started to lift his shirt over his head, unfasten his pants and remove all of his clothing. "You're mine now, stud, and I'm going to make it up to you for causing you to worry." "Great, and I'll give you my apology for being mad by pleasing you." Having said that, David started to undress me, nearly ripping some of my garments in his haste. When we were both completely naked, we moved toward the bed and started to get on it. Suddenly, David jumped up and bolted toward the door. "Almost forgot to lock it and, well, we can't be too careful now, can we?" "Good thinking. Now, get over here before I start suffering from withdrawal." "But you haven't even entered me yet so how can you be suffering from withdrawal?" "You know what I mean. Don't tease me. I need to feel every inch of you and there are some inches that I'm looking forward to more than others." "Gotcha!" David moved back to the bed and we started kissing and stroking each other's smooth, warm body. I knew that we were both beginning to feel the heat and the need for a sexual release. Our breathing started to quicken, there was fire in our fingertips and the beating of our hearts echoed in our ears. Slowly, I worked my way around so we both had access to each other's boyhood. Although we had never tried it before, we both had seen pictures of others in the infamous '69' position. I knew that this was beginning to excite David because, in between all the foreplay, I could hear little utterances of excitement, like "Oh, yeah", "Far out" and "You know what I want baby!" We tongue whipped each other into a frenzy. We brought each other to the brink of ecstasy so many times and then backed off to let the moment last as long as possible. We were fast approaching that moment of no return when I decided to try one more thing. I wet the fingers of my right hand with my mouth and, then, brought that hand up to David's smooth, white butt. Slowly, I tried to insert the first finger into his rectum but I met some initial resistance. After David realized what I was trying to do he relaxed and my finger slid into his hot hole. I moved that digit back and forth in his tunnel and then I began to swirl it around and move it from side to side in his sensitive anus. Then I inserted a second finger and mimicked my earlier movements before I, finally, slipped in a third digit and repeated the activity once more. Once he had understood what I was up to, David had been matching my every movement and I could feel the tension building in my body each time one his fingers would brush that magic spot which I now know is my prostate. I'm sure that David was experiencing the same glorious feelings as I searched out and manipulated his magic button as well. Without warning, another wave of pleasure swept over my body, tingling every single nerve ending from the top of my head to the souls of my feet, and I felt that tidal wave in my groin begin to rush toward the shoreline and adjoining cave that was David's waiting tongue and mouth. Instinctively, I pushed my hips forward, forcing my rod deeper into David's throat, and a second later he was doing the same thing to me. It was then that I felt it. The eruption of the volcanic lava flow of cum both leaving my body through my shaft and the equally awesome flow of hot magma washing over my gums and spraying the sensitive lining of my mouth. It was wonderful and, once again, we had raised the bar of our loving making expectations to an even higher level. We slumped back onto the bed and onto the soft sheets and pillows while we waited to regain our strength. When our senses had returned enough so we could speak to each other about what we had just experienced, we shared our feeling with each other. "Billy? Are you all right? That was fantastic! How could anybody not wish to experience such a powerful and mind shattering experience? Man, Billy, I love you so much that I think that I would die or kill myself if we couldn't be together." "Don't talk like that! Nothing will ever happen to us because I feel the same way. Even if, by some remote and miniscule chance that something might temporarily separate us, then we'll move heaven and earth to find a way back into each other's arms. Any such parting would be involuntary and we can overcome that, as long as neither of us does anything foolish. Promise me, here and now, that you will never consider any choice that would permanently keep us from the other's love." "You know I would never." "Promise!" "Okay. I promise that I will never do anything like that." "Good. Now, we must seal that promise with a kiss." David flashed me his 'this was all just for a smooch' grin and he leaned forward to give me the sweetest, most loving kiss we had ever exchanged. I knew from this that he would never do anything that would jeopardize our love. After many minutes of embracing, David got up, moved over to the television and flicked on the soft glow of the electronic sideshow. He threw me the remote and spoke. "You find something on the tube while I go to the toilet and then we will cuddle up together on the bed and watch some show until we fall asleep. How's that sound to you?" "Like I keep telling you, as long as I'm with you I'm happy doing anything." Hearing that, David entered the bathroom and prepared himself for bed. When he returned, I got up and did the same and then I came back to my partner. I had found some old, well maybe ten years or so, comedy movie on the cable and we hunkered down to watch it. It really turned out to be quite a funny film and we had several real belly laughs before it ended. As the credits started to roll down the screen, David flicked the remote, turning the boob tube off, put his arm around my neck and pulled me down under the covers to cuddle into a blissful slumber. When I awoke the following morning, I lie wrapped in David's warm embrace until he, also, stirred to life. We started talking about a whole bunch of mundane topics before I decided that I had to ask David a serious question. "David? What do you want for Christmas?" "Nothing. I have everything that I need." "No, really, what can I get you for Christmas?" "Look, Billy, you don't have to get me anything. Just wrap a bow around your body Christmas Eve and that would be the best gift I could ever hope for." "Well, you already know that you'll be getting that gift but I want to buy you something that you really want." "Billy, don't take this wrong, but I know you and your family don't have a lot of money and I don't want you wasting what you do have on me. All I need is your love and to feel your gentle touch. You couldn't buy me anything better than that." "Well, I will be buying you something, even if you won't cooperate. You might get something you enjoy more if you play along and give me some hints." "It looks like I'm not going to be able to stop you, I never can, but I'm sure I'll love anything that you select. Just don't spend a lot of money. Okay?" "We'll see about that." "What do you want?" "You!" "That's a given," David said with a huge grin on his face. "Pretty confident of yourself, aren't you?" "No. I just know what you like." "Yeah, your right. Like you said, I, too, will love anything that you buy for me. As long as it's a gift from your heart, I know that it will be perfect." "And you say that I'm not helpful." "You get what you give." I gave David a playful punch to the shoulder as I said it. "In that case, get over here because I have something I want to give you." "You horny little devil. Don't you ever think of anything else?" "Nope. Just about you and everything that goes with you." "Well, I guess I shouldn't complain. You do have exquisite taste." "Yours isn't so bad either. You did pick me." With that comment, I picked up a pillow off of the bed and hurled at David's head. He ducked out of the way, it wasn't even close, and he dove on me, wrestling me to the bed. He ended up on top of me, pinning my arms down with his legs, and he started to tickle me. "Promise you won't ever do that again. You must never attack me and you must promise me that you'll always be nice to me and treat me with respect." "I won't! I won't!" I was laughing hysterically even though he had temporarily halted his tickling to get me to agree with everything that he had said. "Then let the torture continue until this silly lad sees the errors of his way." The tickling resumed, with me bucking and squirming, trying to get away. Just when I thought that I couldn't take any more, he would pause and then, with a diabolical grin on his lips, begin the assault anew. Finally, I had to promise him that I had learned my lesson and he released me. We decided to shower (together, of course), dress and go down to breakfast. Then we would see what the rest of the day would bring. * * * * * * * * If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf/, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com.