Date: Tue, 22 Jan 2008 18:31:32 -0600 From: Charles Hughes Subject: JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapters 8 & 9 This story is fiction, describing the developing friendship of two young boys, including their sexual experiences. If you are not 18 years of age, or if it illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you are to leave now. Copyright 2008, Charles Hughes All rights reserved I will try to answer all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapter 8 They rode their bikes to school together the morning after their first kiss and their first mutual jack off. They didn't say a word to each other; they just smiled. They could not NOT smile. Both the classes they shared were in the afternoon, so they didn't see each other until lunch hour, when they met in the cafeteria. They made a point of sitting in a deserted corner of the room. Now they weren't sure just what to say. They grinned and ate silently for a few minutes. "So," James asked quietly, "did you jack off this morning?" "Fuck yeah!" Danny answered immediately. And a little too loudly. They looked around, but there weren't any teachers -- or anyone else -- in earshot. "And last night. Right after you left," Danny whispered. "I was still hard." He looked around again. "And before I went to bed." "You must be oversexed," James grinned. "I only did it once last night. And when I got up this morning." They both giggled. They couldn't help it. Danny put his hamburger down. "I don't know... what to do." "What do you mean?" James asked. "I've never been in love before," Danny whispered. "Then we'll have to figure it out," James whispered back. "'Cause I haven't, either." "James... I, ah, I was thinking about us and I got a hard on in the shower after gym this morning. ." "So, that never happened before? Just ignore it," James said. "But nobody really looked before. I don't think," Danny continued. "I mean, Steve looked at me today and saw it." "You mean from the baseball team?" James asked. "Yeah. He was in the shower, too. He looked at my... you know." "Dick," James supplied. He tried to keep a straight face. "It's a common word; every guy's got one. Put it on your word list. Use it three times and it's your's forever." He was quoting their English teacher. "Oh, shut up!" Danny shot him a poke in the shoulder over the table. He grinned back. "But, see," Danny continued, whispering again, "Steve had a woody, too." "Big one?" James sounded more curious about Steve's hardon than about Danny's problem. "I don't know... that's not... I mean, yeah, it was pretty big, but he was looking at me, and he saw me. My boner." "Just don't worry about it, okay?" James said. "Everybody gets one in the showers sometime; he won't think anything of it." James ate for a minute. "So he's in your gym class this year. He was in mine last year. He had a pretty big one then, but I never got to see it hard." They ate in silence for a while. "So, how long is yours?" James asked. "What, you couldn't tell while you were down there?" Danny's grin reappeared, remembering the feeling of James' hand stroking him. "I forgot to bring my ruler. Really, how long?" James wanted to know, so he volunteered. "Mine's over four inches now," he whispered. "Mine's about the same," Danny said. "Well, I'll measure it for you later," James grinned. "Hey, James," Danny said. He waited until James looked him in the eye. "I love you." He said the words so quietly that James could hardly hear them. James gritted his teeth. He felt it in his stomach. He wouldn't allow himself to get tears, not here, not in school. Ordinary guys didn't do that. "I love you, too, Danny," he could finally whisper, "with my whole heart." History was right after lunch. Danny had sat right behind James all year. Danny was pretty good in history, but he sometimes found his attention wandering. Wandering to the smooth tan skin of the back of the neck in front of him. The brown hair that he'd always wanted to touch. As James turned his head slightly, he could see the soft cheek he'd wanted to kiss. And now he had -- just yesterday. His dick was getting harder and harder when he finally heard his name. "Danny? Danny, do you know?" "Um.. I'm trying to think, Miss Hollister..." he stammered. It was only too obvious to Miss Hollister -- and the whole class -- that he hadn't been paying attention at all. "I asked if you know who said 'I shall return' and why," Miss Hollister repeated. "Umm... yes, ma'm. It was General Douglas MacArthur. Um... he promised to return to the Philippines before the war was over." At least he'd known the answer. James turned around and mouthed at him, "Pay attention, doofus." He grinned. Danny very carefully held up his book so no one but James could see. He gave James the finger and grinned back. After school they biked to James' house, and there wasn't any question about what they would do there. His mom wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, but they closed his door anyway. They weren't even to the middle of the room before they threw their arms around each other and kissed. Their tongues raced around inside their mouths until they ached. James opened Danny's shirt and pulled it off, then pulled his t-shirt over his head. James was wearing only a t-shirt, so Danny had no trouble getting it off quickly. They had seen each other without shirts so many times they couldn't count them, but this was different. It was really different. They just stood looking at the skin they were offering each other - shoulders, chests still retaining summer tan, bellies taut with little inviting buttons just above their belts, and two tight, hard nipples above. Danny reached out and stroked James' chest, first from his shoulder to his waist and then across his chest and across each nipple. James sighed deeply. "I wanted to touch you like this so many times," Danny murmured; "when we were tossing hoops, or biking, or just sitting playing cards." His hand continued exploring softly. "James, you just don't know how many times I just wanted to reach out and touch you." James moved closer to Danny, and when Danny's hand fell they hugged each other, their chests rubbing gently for the first time. Gently, back and forth. Warm skin. Hard nipples. And their hands caressed their backs, smooth and warm. They kissed again. "Let's get naked," James said when they parted. They quickly kicked off their shoes, pulled off their socks, and threw their jeans and boxers to the side. It was the first opportunity they'd had to take the time to really study each other, see each other completely naked from the front, standing as though opening themselves to each other. For a moment they didn't want to touch. They just wanted to look. Each had broader shoulders and longer legs now, the beginning of a growth spurt that made them look very different than they had just a year and a half ago when they'd first met. The smooth skin of their bellies drew their eyes downward. Danny had a barely visible line of dark hair that began several inches below his bellybutton. The line widened as it moved downward and became a small, round, dark black bush at the base of his dick. His dick was hard and pointing to his lover. His balls were in a dark sac pulling upward just a bit because of the coolness of the room. At the top of his legs, the skin of his groin and thighs was whiter where his shorts had hidden it during the summer, but it was darker farther down. James raised his eyes again to Danny's face and then retraced it all again. Danny was beautiful. And Danny was thinking the same of his boyfriend. The smooth skin of his chest -- Danny suddenly wanted to taste it -- continued to the little bellybutton he knew he would lick someday. Danny's eyes moved down to that small nest of brown hair he'd stroked a bit last night. James was now a bit taller than Danny, but as Danny stepped a bit closer their dicks gently slapped into each other. Danny reached out to cup James' balls, so smooth and warm. James reached out to stroke Danny's shoulder, then his upper arm. They moved together slowly and gently, as though they were afraid that moving too quickly might break some kind of spell. Danny's right hand rested on James' side, and James slowly moved into his embrace. Their nakedness now pressed lightly together, two dicks throbbed between them, two cockheads were pressed between them, two pairs of lips touched and opened for a long kiss. James pulled Danny over to his bed, and they fell together. They held each other close and rolled gently. "I love you," James repeated quietly, as he stroked Danny's hair. Danny's tears flowed freely. He wasn't crying, but the tears fell from his eyes and down his cheeks slowly. James let him lie on the bed as he raised himself just enough to kiss and lick the tears away. Danny nuzzled his face against James' cheek, then his neck. He kissed and licked until James raised his head. James' blue eyes looked at him a minute, then moved down to his chest. James' lips kissed lightly at his chest, and Danny sighed deeply, pressing his chest tighter to James' lips. James lay his head on Danny's chest and let his fingers stroke lightly up and down his side, from his thigh to his underarm. Danny brushed his fingers through James' hair and then caressed his shoulder. They lay together quietly. They could feel every inch of each other's nakedness. "James?" Danny's fingers continued to brush James' shoulders. "We have to keep this really secret, don't we?" "It has to be, Danny, yes." James' voice vibrated against Danny's chest. "You know... you know what kids at school would say." "I know; I hear the guys talk all the time," Danny added. "Yeah." James raised his head to look Danny in the face. "There's nothing wrong with us, Danny, but they'll all think there is. It would be... bad. They wouldn't understand." "And our moms..." Danny started. "...can't know, either, can they?" "No," Danny agreed quietly. "They might not let us see each other. Oh god, James, my mom might want to move again." "It won't happen," James assured him, laying his head on Danny's chest again. "No one will know, so no one can do anything. We'll know, and that's all that matters." James raised his head again and kissed Danny's chest. He pulled himself up just enough that their heads were side-by-side. They began a quiet, gentle rocking again, feeling each muscle move, each part of their skin rubbing. Slowly. Their dicks responded immediately. Their movements were adjusted a little so their dicks could rub more fully on each other thighs, pressed tightly between their bodies. Gradually their movements became more rhythmic, as did their breathing. They strained to make as much physical contact between them as possible, but their focus finally had to be on the two hard dicks between them. They were beginning to sweat just a little now, despite the coolness of the room, and their chests moved a little more freely with the moisture between them. Danny felt his ass pressed into the bed by the weight of James on him. James felt his ass wiggle in response to the increasingly stronger movements of their bodies. Both boys began to moan around the same time. Their hips were moving from side to side, then pressing together again. Unconsciously, they began a grinding motion, at first irregular, but with more regularity and pressure as their pace increased. They moved with deliberation now, with purpose, with need. "Oh fuck... James... I'm going to... cum soon..." "Yesss..." James responded. "Oh faster... cum together..." With their groins pressed tightly, the grinding became wilder, harder to control, as each boy put more and more passion into their lovemaking. Faster and faster, with their breathing louder and rasping, they humped into each other... "AAAaaaaaaa.... oooooaaaaaa..." James threw his head back as his dick began to pump his young cream between them. He pressed and twisted frantically as his cum burst from his dick again. Danny immediately felt the hot wetness, and James' twisting pulled his throbbing cock next to Danny's. Danny exploded at once. "Ummmmm... uuuhhhhhhh... " Danny almost violently raised his hips into James as he came hard, then again, then again. At the same time, the boys finished, and their noisy breathing replaced the moans of their orgasms. They lay panting, James still on Danny. They didn't speak because they couldn't. Danny wasn't aware that he had fallen asleep until he slowly awakened. James' naked body was still on top, though James had slid partially off when he had apparently reached to pull up the bedspread that now covered both of them. They were cocooned together. Danny twisted to look at his watch. He kissed James' cheek. "Hey, sleephead. I have to go. It's almost 5:00." It took James a while to wake up. He wiggled against Danny, and each felt the mixture of their sweat and cum that was still damp. "You made a mess of us, you naughty boy," James grinned. "Only half a mess," Danny said, kissing James' cheek again. "The other half is yours." James rolled off Danny and took the bedspread with him. The cooler air woke their dicks, and they were both stiff already. "Won't you ever get enough?" Danny giggled as he tapped James' cock and made it swing back and forth. "Never. Not ever. But, hey, I got to clean up a little, too, before mom gets here." They both hopped out of the bed and pulled their clothes on. They kissed. "We have to have a sleepover this weekend," James said with so much yearning in his voice Danny pulled him close again. "We have to!" "I'll ask my mom if you can come over," Danny said. "You don't have to ask her if I can cum over; I know I can cum over," James grinned. "Huh?" Danny re-ran in his head what he had just heard and started giggling. "But, hey, I have to go. I'll call you after supper about the sleepover, okay?" "I'll be here." Danny kissed him again quickly on the cheek and left. James fell back onto the bed when he had gone. He pulled the bedspread over him again, opened his pants again and his hand went down to his belly, his bush, his thigh, seeking the moisture that had come from deep inside them. Cum. Cum from Danny, cum from James, cum mixed together... He sighed. And Danny is just so damn beautiful, he thought. And he's my boyfriend. The warmth inside his chest was his heart, he thought. Where he loved his Danny. He had run through the shower real quickly, set the table for his mom, finished supper, helped with the dishes, and had started on his homework when the phone rang. When his mom called him to the phone in the hall, she said, "It's Danny, James. Don't talk long; you need to finish that homework." Danny told him the sleepover was okay with his mom for Saturday night, but only if he had any weekend homework finished by then. James asked his mom, and she agreed, and with the same terms. "Yeah, moms are hard on us guys," he said, loud enough that his mother could hear him in the living room. He grinned at her. She gave him a little slap on the butt as she went into the kitchen and called back, loud enough that Danny would hear on the other end of the line, "No more than you boys deserve, and you can quote me!" When she had gotten into the kitchen, James turned away and whispered into the phone, "I love you, Danny." "Um..." came Danny's voice back. "Umm... yeah, me too." "Oh, your mom's there. Got it." James said. He heard his mom go out into the laundry room. "So, did you get all the cum off you when you got home?" He grinned. He could practically hear Danny blush in front of his mom. "You want come back for more?" "Uhhh... MacArthur said it, doofus. Don't you pay attention in class? 'I shall return!!!" He could hear Danny giggling as the line disconnected. He hung up phone and laughed as he ran up the stairs to get back to his math. JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapter 9 They almost had the sleepover cancelled. Though they were both pretty good in the history class they shared, their grades on the test returned to them that week were noticeably down. "Man, mom is going to ground me for this!" James complained on their way home. "You? You got an 89! I only got 83! I'm going to get slaughtered." Danny paused. "We can just... not tell them." "Naw, won't work," James said. "They know we were both studying together for it, and they'll want to know how we did. And we can't lie." "That's the problem." Danny slowed his bike and stopped at the corner. "We didn't really study, did we?" "Hmmm. Guess not." James grinned over at him. "But we sure jacked off a lot." He giggled. Danny felt his dick swell in his pants as he joined the giggling, remembering the fun. "It's our fault," he said finally. "So, we face up to it." James nodded. They got lucky, and they knew it wouldn't happen again. Their moms called each other and talked, agreeing that the scheduled sleepover could happen -- but also making it clear there would be consequences if their grades didn't improve. "You're obviously spending time on other things, not on homework," James' mom told him. He worked hard to keep a straight face and promised to do better. "Man, that smells good!" Danny was hovering over the stove at James' house on the evening of the sleepover. They'd changed to his house because he had a bigger TV. That was what they told their moms. Well, it was true. But they'd also changed because James had a double bed. They didn't mention that part. Their moms had decided to go to a movie, then they decided they might as well grab something somewhere to eat, as well. The boys would be alone until late, and at the moment James was cooking for himself and Danny. "I didn't know you cooked," Danny said. "You any good?" "You like the smell of my hamburgers, don't you," James grinned at him. "They taste just as good. You know why a home cooked hamburger is better than one from a fast food place?" "I'll bite. Why?" "This isn't a joke; this is for real." James flipped the burgers. "At fast food places they add sugar to the hamburger." "Sugar your hamburger?" Danny was skeptical. "Yuck." "It's true," James said. "And you heard it here." "Where'd you learn to cook?" Danny wondered. "I didn't really learn. I mean, I just do some stuff sometimes. Mom shows me how. It's kind of fun." He let the burgers sit for a minute and got the buns ready. A big bowl of potato salad and the condiments were already on the table. James put pieces of cheese on the burgers as he set them on the buns, and they were set. "MMmmm... great burger, James," Danny mumbled through his first mouthful. "See you boys later," James' mom said as she came into the kitchen. "Be good, and don't make too much of a mess." "Bye, mom. We'll be good," James said as his mom walked out. He gave Danny what he thought an evil grin looked like. Danny tried to wiggle his eyebrows back, but he broke out in giggles. There wasn't much to clean up after they ate, so they were soon in James' room. "We're alone!" James pulled Danny to him, and they were soon in a deep kiss. Their hands were all over each other. It was the first time they'd been able to touch, let alone kiss, since that afternoon several days ago. They just remained in each other's arms after the kiss. "Forget the TV and video games, okay?" James asked. "Let's not be good, huh? Want to be a bad boy with me?" "You bet," Danny answered, wiggling his hips against James' groin. Yes, he thought. James is as hard as I am. "So, we going to take our showers?" "Correction. Shower. Singular. One shower, two guys." James grinned. He'd been thinking about this. "Cool!" Danny was down to his boxers as soon as they dropped their arms from each other. They both grinned at their tented shorts. Danny followed James into the bathroom and watched him as he turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. "Ready?" James asked, as he turned around. "Whoa! That thing in your shorts answers that question!" They dropped their boxers and looked at each other. Each felt butterflies in his stomach at the beautiful nakedness of the other. Their hard cocks lurched upward a bit as they throbbed. James stepped into the shower first, and Danny followed. They stood under the water as they kissed, the warmth of the water covering their naked bodies and the warmth of the kiss filling them. When they separated, Danny said, "Damn. I meant to pee first." "No problem. We can pee in here," James smiled. The shower was a large stall, and they stood facing each other with the drain between them. James put his hands on his hips, looked at his dick, and waited. Danny did the same. It took a minute for their hard dicks to comply with the communication from their bladders, but both dicks began with a dribble and then continued with a stream. The boys now had their eyes on each other's dick. How cool is this, Danny was thinking. He'd never peed in the shower before, but watching James stand there, his strong stream arching just a bit before it shot down to the floor, was erotic in a surprising way. Their pissing done, James reached for the loofa, squeezed some shower gel on it, and spread some soapy suds over his chest. His mother had gotten the loofa once when he was with her on a shopping trip, and she'd told him what it was. He was surprised to learn that the funny looking thing was an actual plant. His mom told him it was like a sponge; it held water and helped removed dead skin cells. When she'd gotten one for her bathroom downstairs, he'd asked for one for his bathroom upstairs. He loved the way the tiny little hollow places inside it held the air and the shower gel and made lots and lots of soapy suds. He motioned Danny to step closer and out of the water. He did the same to Danny's chest, and Danny sucked his breath in when the rough surface of the loofa brushed over his nipples, leaving the soapy warmth of the suds. James stepped behind him and used his hand to spread the suds around Danny's chest, up under his arms, over his shoulders, then down onto his back. The white suds seemed to deepen what was left of Danny's summer tan. He smoothed the suds around Danny' round ass. He stepped closer -- close enough that his hard dick pressed into one of Danny's ass cheeks -- and reached around Danny with both hands. One smoothed the suds already there, and the other moved the loofa downward to Danny's pubes. He dropped the loofa to the floor then, and he used both hands to cover Danny's hard dick and his balls with suds. Danny was quivering. The slickness of warm bubbles, the sensation of James' hardness at his ass, the light touch of James' hands, and the throbbing of his own dick were almost more than he could take. He inhaled a deep breath and raised his arms high above his head, as high as he could reach, and stretched every muscle in his body, exposing everything -- his whole self -- to these wonderful sensations. James responded by stepping a bit closer -- his own dick was throbbing -- and running his hands slowly moving the thick suds upward from the sides of Danny's thighs to his hips, up his sides, up and through the exposed softness of his underarms, up Danny's upper arms, and all the way up to his hands. He moved his arms downward, then he stroked slowly upward again. This time James stopped his hands on Danny's side and slid them around onto Danny's chest, hugging him tightly. Danny's body felt wonderful against him, in his hands. He kissed Danny gently at the nape of his neck. He turned Danny around and was surprised to see tears running down his face. "Oh fuck, James, oh fuck... I can't stand this, I just can't take it any longer..." James drew him close and immediately pressed his lips against Danny. Danny opened his mouth, and the boys kissed deeply, almost violently. The need pressed them tightly together, and their arms kneaded each other's back almost painfully. James had to pull away. "Oh god, Danny, I can't stand it, either. Let's get out of here. Let's get to bed." He rapidly soaped himself. The boys almost danced around in the water rinsing. They stepped out of the shower and each grabbed a towel to dry off. James was the first to run from the bathroom, and Danny was right behind him. James yanked down the comforter and sheet on the bed and jumped into it, Danny right behind him. They wrestled as they enjoyed their nakedness together, and Danny couldn't resist tickling James on his belly. James returned the favor, and giggled together as they rolled over each other. Finally, in control of the giggles, they fell apart and lay on their backs side by side. Their cocks, hard and red, throbbed in anger at the separation. James rolled onto his side and kissed Danny quickly on the lips. "I love you, Danny, so much. I don't know how to say how much." He lay his hand on Danny's chest, stroking it lightly. Danny couldn't respond. He'd have to tell James he loved him later; at the moment he was having difficulty breathing; James had moved his hand down to Danny's pubes and was stroking those few still-damp hairs there. James' hand moved around the pubes to the balls below. They were smooth, no hair yet. They were warm but drawn up to Danny's groin from the water and coolness of the air. James stroked them lightly and noticed that the sac relaxed a bit, and he could move the balls around a little. He moved his hand up to the base of the hard dick. James scooted down to examine the dick he was now holding, the heat of it absorbed by his palm. The skin was darker than Danny's summer tan. The circle of skin from where he'd been circumsized formed a little wreath around the crown of the dark red cockhead, a wreath to decorate a boy's pride and joy. His eyes traced the slope of the cockhead down to the peehole. There was a drop of moisture at the peehole. "Danny," James said, "you've got precum." He drew his face closer. The drop glistened like a small diamond from the light above. He'd never even heard of precum until he read some more at the library once he had started producing a little. James moved his tongue toward the small drop, hesitated only a moment, then licked it from the peehole. "AWWWWWW..." Danny was surprised at the sensation of James' tongue licking across the tip of his dickhead. Danny's precum is kind of sweet, James thought. Not really that different than my own. His eyes only inches from the cockhead he was holding, James opened his mouth for the treat he'd been dreaming of, lusting for. He had imagined that they would, some day, get to the point of actually taking each other's dicks in their mouths, actually sucking on them. He hadn't imagined it would be tonight, on their very first sleepover. But he was here. Close. He could even smell it. After one brief kiss on Danny's peehole, he took Danny's dickhead -- the entire thing -- into his mouth. "Oh fuck oh fuck oooooo..." Danny's legs shook and his belly trembled as his dickhead was suddenly engulfed by the wet heat of James' mouth. His eyes widened as the ceiling light above him blurred a bit, then he simply had no strength to keep his eyes open any longer. He let out a deep breath, and his mind focused on the sensations in his cockhead. James' tongue was circling it, wetting it even more. Danny moaned as the rough surface of James' tongue crossed slowly under his cockhead. He felt the tongue moving against the inside of James' cheeks as it circled his dick again and again. This was nothing -- absolutely nothing! -- like jacking off. His cock throbbed as James sucked on it once, twice, then pulled away from it to lick. James wanted to tell Danny how his cock had felt in his mouth, how filled his mouth had been, how his tongue had felt the heat of this living, throbbing part of his lover. But he didn't want to -- he couldn't! -- take his tongue away from the wonderful taste on which he was feasting. He licked around and around the cockhead and up to the little hole. Then he buried his face at Danny's balls and inhaled the scent. It went straight to his brain. He licked all the way up the side of Danny's dick, licked around it, licked down again. He licked around the sides of it, up and down and around against the soft skin and the hardness beneath it. He needed to taste it all, every bit of it. But he wanted it in his mouth. He returned to the dickhead and tasted a little more precum as he slid it through his lips. His lips were forced open just a bit more as the crown of the dickhead slipped through. "AWWWWW... aaaaaaaa..." Danny's legs were thrashing now. This asault on his dick was almost more than he could stand. "UHhhhh... James James... going to cum... got to... pleeeease..." The words only made James suck the dick in a little deeper, the crown of Danny's cockhead scraped by James' tongue as it passed by. He nursed on Danny's dick. He had needed this, he knew, for a long time, maybe even longer than he'd realized. He alternately licked and sucked... "OOOoooooooo..." Danny thrush his hip upward. The first rush of cum from his prostate passed his balls to collect sperm for the ride. It sped up into his dick causing him to jerk uncontrolably. When his little lips opened to blast out the first of his cream, he almost screamed. James felt a last warning from a throbbing cockhead, and suddenly his mouth was filled with the hot tang of cum. It hit the back of his mouth, and he struggled to keep from gagging. The cockhead was swelling, pounding against his tongue. He continued to suck for whatever this cock would feed him... "Urrrrrrrrrrrrr... nnnnnnnnnn..." With each shot Danny's tightened throat emitted the strange sounds of a boy in sheer ecstasy in his first blow job. "Ah hhh... ah hhhhhhh..." James could swallow more easily as the shots lessened in force and amount. Finally, he felt the oozing of the tang onto his tongue as the last of his lovers cum ran from the pulsing little lips. He listened to Danny, now reduced to low moans because he simply had no energy to produce anything else. He sucked gently a little longer, then let the dick, still throbbing with each beat of Danny's heart, slip from his mouth. He kissed it once, then he pulled himself up on the bed and lay next to Danny. Danny's taste was still in his mouth. The taste of Danny. The taste from inside. The taste no one but Danny himself had ever known. The taste he had nursed out of his lover for the very first time. It was tangy, salty. It was Danny. Danny was not even back in the bedroom yet. He was not yet back on the bed; he was floating on the soft clouds of the pleasure still in his mind, still in his body. He released his breath slowly in little gasps, then inhaled deeply, releasing that breath with a long, satisfied sigh. James turned his face to Danny and remained still. Finally, Danny whispered, "I never knew... that was... the most wonderful thing. I never knew... it could be like that. I wanted it, but I never knew..." James raised himself on his elbow and stroked Danny's chest with his fingers. "I didn't either, Danny, my Danny. I thought I was going to jack you off. I mean, that was what I was going to do. But I just couldn't help it. To feel you like that, taste you... know you were loving every second of it..." Danny looked up at the large blue eyes gazing at him. He felt those eyes were seeing through his own, seeing right down into his heart... With a tiny sob, the tears came. James lay down and cradled Danny in his arms. Danny cried quietly, and James felt the warm tears fall onto his chest. When his crying subsided, Danny left his head there. He could hear the sound of James' heart. "I love you. I love you." His whispers were soft, and he didn't even know if James could hear him. He felt the gentle caressing of James' hand on his back. He wasn't even aware that he had fallen asleep. James savored the taste in his mouth as he stroked Danny's back. The regularity of Danny's breaths meant Danny had fallen asleep, he knew. His own dick was still hard, still in need. But that was all right, he knew. This first time in bed had only begun. There was a lot to the night still ahead. He smiled. They were just ordinary guys, he knew, but they were in love. And that was okay. No. That was wonderful.