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Levi
A new story by Danny
author of such stories as...
Part VII
Although not a conscious choice, I'd given myself over to lust and if he had asked me to, I would have done about anything for him. If I did happen to still have any limits, he was surely going to help me get past them...and soon!
A not so innocent smile and a nod of my head was my simple reply to let him know that I was willing to try anything he wanted.
Giving my right ass cheek a swat he commanded, "Okay then! Sit up a second."
I was reluctant to move only because I enjoyed being so close to him.
He placed a towel at the center of the bed, pulled one of the pillows from the head of the bed and placed it on top of the towel. Then he slid himself off the bed and went to the bathroom, only to return with a second towel which he placed on top of the pillow.
"Just in case you spunk again, it won't get all over the pillowcase." He explained when I questioned the use of the towels.
He had me lay face down with my cock pressed into the pillow and my legs spread wide apart.
Looking back, I asked with uneasiness, "You're not going to put your finger in me are you?"
He smiled with that wicked smile of his and said, "That's not what this is! I promise you'll like it and it doesn't hurt or anything. Now put your head down and relax!"
I was a little apprehensive, nevertheless I did as he instructed. I then felt his hands on my ass right before I felt... well to be honest I didn't know right away what I felt. It took a half a second before I realized it was his face pressed into my ass crack but then...
"OOOOOH, FUUUUUCK!" I cussed as I exhaled with surprise because a sudden and overpowering wave of good feelings came over me like a tsunami.
I wanted to ask what he was doing. I wanted to look back and see for myself, but I couldn't do either. My body was afflicted with feelings the likes of which it had never before experienced. Aside from my body trembling, I was paralyzed with pleasure.
Phil, having lost his ability to control his lusts and to take things slowly with me, had literally plunged in, and thrust his tongue into my hole.
By body began to convulse so much that Phil had a hard time keeping his tongue in me, but I couldn't help it. It felt that good.
One of the nice things about being a teenager is the quick recovery time after blowing your load. With that being said, it had been less than ten minutes and already I thought it was going to happen again when, Phil sensed it and stopped.
As he withdrew his tongue, I instantly felt anger toward him for stopping.
Raising my head I bellowed, "DON'T STOP!"
He laughed and asked, "So you like that do ya?"
"DON'T STOP!" I whined.
He waited for about a half a minute, just long enough for me to back away from the precipice before he continued. This time when he dove in, he went slower, licking up and down my crack; then used the tip of his tongue to draw little circles around my anal ring. As soon as he would sense that I was close, he would slow down or stop all together. I was both in heaven and hell as he was purposefully keeping me right on the edge. He continued this for what seemed like forever before he stopped altogether.
"I want to try something else." He said.
"What?" I snapped, irritated that he had stopped again.
Not regarding me at all, he commanded, "Roll over."
I started to move the pillow away so that I could lie flat on my back, but he instructed me to leave the pillow where it was. He had me lay across it with my butt on the pillow so that I was basically bent backward. Spreading my legs for me, he climbed between them and then lifted my legs up to my chest. I was bent in half as Phil then went in for a third helping of my ass. This time, he wanted all of it. He didn't just rim me, he was licking up and down my full crack and even went up to my balls a few times. However the best feeling was when his tongue went deep into my ass. After a couple minutes of this, I was almost driven mad with lustful desires.
Soon, he left my ass and scooted up some more so that he was solely focusing on my loaded balls. He sucked on one, then the other, and then both while completely ignoring my aching dick.
He let my legs drop so that they were draped over his shoulders, pinning him in place as he continued to dine on my tingling nuts.
It would not have surprised me if he had told me I was foaming at the mouth. That is how crazy he was driving me. My dick was so hard that I bet I could have hammered a nail into a board with it. Hell, I probably could have driven my dick itself through the board with a single thrust!
Once again, he took me right to the brink. This time I thought he was going to push me over the edge, but he was an expert at reading my moans and gasps. He knew when I was about to explode and knew exactly when to stop.
"Feel good?" he asked.
I couldn't answer as everything I was feeling had overloaded my ability to form even the simplest thought. I'd temporarily de-evolved into a grunting, frothing, sex-crazed creature.
He climbed off the bed and started to walk away, leaving me there with my balls still engorged with my liquid boy essences and my brain ablaze with flaming desire.
I looked at him longingly as he glanced casually back to me. He could read it in my eyes that I was begging him not to leave me in such a state.
With tone like you would use with a toddler, he shook his head while saying, "It's okay. We'll finish later."
I could hear the toddler within me scream, "But I want to finish noooooooowwwwwwwww!!!!!!"
I started to grab my cock to finish myself off.
"NOOOOO! You have to wait!" he chastised.
Finding the ability to speak once more, I cried out desperately, "I-I CAN'T WAIT!!!!"
"Yes you can! Now come on! Let's watch a movie!"
"PHIL!"
He laughed, walked back to the bed and I honestly thought he was giving in and going to finish what he started. But he didn't! He took hold of my right wrist and literally pulled me off the bed, out of the room and out to the sofa.
"WHY?" I whined.
"It will be better later!" was his answer.
I'm just now thinking how he must have learned this trick from someone else. Someone who probably did the same thing to him, and now he was getting his chance to pass along the torturous lesson.
The fireplace, having been ignored, had turned itself off. I guess it had some kind of timer in it or something.
Phil sat on the sofa, picked up the remote and turned the fireplace back on. He then cranked it all the way to its highest setting before he slapped his thighs with both hands and said, "SIT!"
With a ragingly hard cock and hoping that he was going to finish what he started, I gleefully sat on his lap. But that's not what happened. I had started to sit on him like he were a chair, but he made me turn so that I was sitting sidesaddle if you will.
I hadn't seen when he did it, or where he got it from; but he produced a DVD almost magically.
"What is it?" I asked.
Being the smart-ass that he is, he said, "A DVD!"
"I know that!" I said sarcastically, "I mean what movie is it?"
"You'll see!" he said knowingly.
I would indeed see; I'd see that he wasn't done torching me at all.
With my legs extended out on the sofa, he set my father's laptop on my knees, leaving my aching cock free. He then slid the DVD into the computer and we waited for it to start.
It wasn't just a movie DVD! It was a porno movie with two boys about Phil's size and build, a grown man and a sexy young woman whose part never was clear. I say this about her because every so often she'd walk through the ring holding up a board with a different number on it. In boxing it would have been to signify rounds, but her numbers never seemed to be in any logical order or sequence.
The boys were dressed like real wrestlers, one in bright yellow, speedo-like, trunks and a matching cape; the other in a red singlet covered in flames. It was the kind like you see in school style wrestling with the two shoulder straps. I couldn't see either boy's faces because they were wearing Lucha Libre style wrestling masks to hide their identities. Their masks matched their outfits in color.
It wouldn't be until years later that I would learn that the boy in the yellow trunks and cape had been none other than Phil and the wrestling match had taken place less than three months prior to my getting to watch the DVD.
I'm happy to report that the man and woman never engaged the two boys sexually; that probably would have grossed me out after my experience with Felix and René. It was just the two teen boys who eventually engaged in sex-play. The adults just watched and officiated. Actually, I didn't even know it was a porn video at first, I just thought it was amateur wrestling for teens.
When the DVD started, Phil reclined back and pulled me to him. With a hand to the side of my head, he forced me to lay my head upon his left shoulder. If I hadn't been so sexually worked up, I probably would have enjoyed sitting so intimately upon his lap. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my right hip like a hot poker. We both stayed rock hard through the entire DVD so that by the end of the DVD, I would have done anything for relief from the aching in my balls and the constant throbbing of my cock.
The show began much the way many pro-wrestling shows do, with all the hype and glamour and heavy metal music. The set they were filming on was obviously some city athletic gym, with a boxing ring being used as a wrestling ring. There was even a lot of real wrestling sounds dubbed into the DVD to help make it all seem more real.
Though they were not really there, the footage had been cut in such a way to actually make it seem as though there were two men ringside doing the blow-by-blow (pun intended) announcing. It took me several minutes to realize they were not really there in the gym with the boys.
There was a real adult in the ring, dressed in the typical black and white striped referee outfit and wearing a black and white striped spandex mask to hide his face. Strangely, the girls face was never obscured.
Outside the ring, there were no real spectators, but occasionally there were cut-a-way shots showing huge numbers of wrestling fans. Obviously this was edited into the final DVD to make it seem like the boy's wrestling match was taking place at some huge stadium. I never saw the cameramen, but there had to be two or three of them as the camera angles kept changing but the action in the ring never seemed to be interrupted.
Each wrestler's entrance was accentuated with loud music. The first to come out was the wrestler in yellow and although I didn't recognize his theme song, it was something about `Precious is the Gold' sang over and over, first softly, and by the end of his entrance, it was being screamed. He walked proudly to the ring as if he didn't have a care in the world.
The music for the flaming wrestler started out hard right away as he came out screaming and running for the ring like a lunatic. His theme song was `Forbidden Lust' by The Sucking Lords and one of my favorite, non-Bieber songs.
I expected him to enter the ring and the bout to begin right away, but as he slid under the bottom rope, the other wrestler bailed out of the ring.
They goaded each other with things like...
"Get in this ring pussy boy! I want a piece of that ass!" and, "When I am finished with you, you'll whistle when you fart!" and other colorful and obviously gay slurs.
The referee got the red wrestler to go back into one corner so the yellow clad wrestler could re-enter the ring. The referee then began to announce them.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, in the yellow corner, from Analspring, weighing in at sixty-eight and three-quarter pounds, I give you `The Golden Boy'!"
As the announcer's voice peaked, the crowd cheered. Golden Boy stepped forward from the yellow corner grasping his full length yellow cape on each side at knee level and opened it wide. Walking to the center of the ring, Golden Boys' arms were out-stretched and his robe open like the wings of a golden bird as he rotated 360 degrees, exhibiting his well-conditioned body to the approval of the nonexistent fans on all sides of the ring. The screen switched to scenes of an enormous crowd cheering for their golden hero.
"And in the red corner, from parts unknown, weighing in at a whopping seventy-seven pounds; I give you the evil spawn of hadeeeeees, it's `THE DEVIL CHILD'!"
The crowd exploded with more boo's than cheers. It was obvious The Devil Child was not a crowd favorite. The camera shot changed to an angry audience shaking fists and booing then back to The Devil Child who climbed up the ropes in his corner and dramatically thrust his middle fingers high above his head.
The referee brought the two competitors to the center of the ring, told them the rules and asked them to shake hands. Golden Boy extended his hand like a gentleman but The Devil Child slapped it away and spit in his face.
The crowd booed again as Golden Boy wiped the spittle from his mask.
The Devil Child was hamming it up for the audience, with his back to his opponent. Golden Boy charged him, and drove him chest first into the turn buckle. They both fell backward and rolled until Golden Boy had The Devil Child folded in half and was sitting backward on his face. The referee dropped to the floor and slapped the mat as he counted, "ONE, TWO...!"
The Devil Child managed to get one arm free and pulled his left shoulder up just before the final count. He then pushed on Golden Boy's backside to free himself.
Before he could even get to his feet, Golden Boy was on him again. I couldn't believe that these were just teenage boys. As Golden boy hooked The Devil Child's arm around his neck, grabbing a fist-full of tights, he lifted him high above his head. The two of them fell backward with a huge thud to the mat.
"OH SHIT THAT HAD TO HURT! GET UP GOLDEN BOY!" I cheered, having forgotten I was watching a DVD and not actually there.
Golden Boy was up first and about to attack his opponent again, but The Devil Child had been playing opossum. When Golden Boy was close enough, The Devil Child did a kick out, and went from lying flat on his back, to standing on his feet. He then mule kicked The Golden Boy right in the head.
"OH SHIT!" I cussed and didn't realize I'd swung a balled up fist until Phil laughed, "HEY! Don't hurt me!"
"Sorry! I said kissing his cheek.
Golden Boy staggered in a complete circle until he was facing The Devil Child who drop-kicked The Golden Boy again, this time square in the chest. He fell backwards hard and The Devil Child was on him in a flash, stomping on him everywhere he could.
The referee stepped in to separate the two but The Devil Child pushed past the referee and continued to kick The Golden Boy.
For the next three of four minutes The Devil Child mopped the ring with Golden Boy until the sounding of a bell.
The referee separated the two challengers, sending them to opposite corners. As they parted, the girl entered the ring carrying a big white cardboard sign with the number `555' on it.
"What's that mean?"
Phil shrugged his shoulders and pulled my head back down onto his shoulder as if to say, "Shut up and watch."
The girl exited the ring and the bell sounded once more. The two came out and quickly, The Devil Child forearmed Golden Boy in the head. It was clear that The Devil Child was still in control of the match. However, he then made a mistake which turned the tide of the match in Golden Boy's favor.
He had slingshotted Golden Boy into the ropes with the idea of clothes-lining him on the rebound. However, Golden Boy ducked the clothes-line, bounced off the ropes from the other side of the ring and then threw his own body sideways at The Devil Child.
They both hit the mat hard and The Devil Child didn't get back up right away.
You could hear the ring side announcers going crazy as Golden Boy climbed through the ropes and began to ascend the far corner.
"THE GOLDEN BOY IS ON THE TOP ROPE!" followed by, "HE'S GOING FOR THE ULTIMATE HAMMER! THIS LOOKS LIKE THE END FOR THE DEVIL CHILD!"
I'm amazed that I didn't pick up on the fact that the ringside announcer was saying the same lines Phil had used earlier when we were play wrestling on the bed.
Golden Boy launched into the air as though diving into a pool. He then turned in mid-flight, pulled up his right arm and came down with an elbow, dead center to The Devil Child's chest.
The Devil Child's body reacted to the impact as all four of his limbs flew up and then crashed to the mat again.
After all that, Golden Boy wasn't done. He staggered to his feet since the Ultimate Hammer had taken a lot out of him too. He went to the opposite corner, crawled through the ropes and climbed to the top.
Again the announcer screamed, "I DON'T BELIEVE IT! GOLDEN BOY IS GOING UP AGAIN!"
Golden Boy threw himself up and out, cocked his arm and... SPLASH, right on target. For a second time, The Devil Child's limbs flailed like a ragdoll. Golden boy, apparently hurting from concurrent jumps, rolled on the mat holding his elbow as though he'd injured his arm. He soon got to his feet, staggered over to the seemingly lifeless body of The Devil Child and laid himself across his chest sideways.
The referee dropped to the floor and began to administer the official count, "ONE!" he called out as he slapped his hand loudly against the mat, "TWO!" he continued but just like the last time, just before the referee's hand went down for a third, and final time, The Devil Child kicked out of the pin.
The crowd gasped in disbelief that The Devil Child could come back from two Ultimate Hammers. Even the announcer sounded shocked.
"THIS IS UNBELEIVABLE! I'M WATCHING THIS AND EVEN I DON'T BELIEVE IT!"
Golden Boy was on his knees, hands clutching his head in disbelief that The Devil Child wasn't finished off like he thought.
The Bell rang again and both wrestlers, obviously tired and hurting, pushed themselves to their respective corners as the girl once again returned holding a new placard which read, `11'
It was at this point that what had been, in all respects, a professional style wrestling match, turned into the promised porno.
As the girl exited, the bell sounded once again.
Golden Boy was already on his feet when the bell rang. The Devil Child rose to his feet, using the ropes to pull himself up. Golden Boy entered his Opponents corner and was about to bring down a double fist hammer when The Devil Child gave Golden Boy an unexpected upper cut to the chin. Golden Boy spun completely around, facing backwards as The Devil Child then reached out, grabbed the yellow trunks and yanked Golden Boy back toward him. He gave him a forearm to the back of the head and boy, was it loud. Even I reached up and covered my own head. The Devil Child did this same thing three times and on the third time, he pulled backward so forcefully on Golden Boy's trunks that they ripped completely off, leaving him wearing nothing but his yellow mask.
"WOW!" I exclaimed at seeing Golden Boy in all his glory.
"You like that?" Phil asked sensuously.
I nodded my head vigorously up and down without taking my eyes off the screen.
Golden Boy, not even acknowledging the loss of his trucks, staggered around the ring like a drunk. His balls hung low and his flaccid cock swung around wildly. It was clear that Golden Boy, very much like Phil, was a shower instead of a grower.
Golden Boy had both fists out in front of him like he was trying to box an invisible opponent. He even took a couple swings at the air. When he turned toward The Devil Child, he swung and missed by a mile. The Devil Child then reached one arm down between Golden Boys legs, grabbing a fist-full of balls, while reaching the other over his right shoulder. He then lifted his opponent off his feet and in a big swinging motion, lifted him up into the air and turned him upside down. Then he body slammed him to the mat while bringing his own body down on top of his opponent.
As The Devil Child's body slammed against him, Golden Boy grabbed ahold of his opponent's red singlet so that when The Devil Child stood up, his singlet got ripped from his body.
"WOAH!" I exclaimed at seeing the dick of The Devil Child. He was completely devoid of any body hair, just like me, however he was already erect and his cock wasn't too much bigger than my own. I will add though, that he was definitely in much better shape than either myself or Golden Boy for that matter. He was seriously ripped and Man, his abs were awesome... not that I was looking at them as much as I was looking at his cock!
Golden boy got up quickly, ready to fight when the bell rang, ending the round. The referee got between the two and pushed The Devil Child away, even though they both tried to keep fighting.
I didn't pay a lot of attention to the ring-girl anymore as she reentered the ring carrying a sign that read `69'. I was too focused on Golden Boy, who was in his corner with his dick rising as he stared down his opponent from across the ring.
When the bell sounded again, the two of them ran at each other. When they engaged each other, The Devil Child got the upper hand with a forearm to the head, a knee to the gut and then a fast suplex.
Golden Boy was flat on his back when The Devil Child grabbed a leg and pulled Golden Boy to the center of the ring. He separated the Golden Boys' legs and without any care or gentleness, The Devil Child stomped on Golden Boy's balls.
"OH SHIT!" I cried and grabbed my own nuts.
Golden Boy rolled around screaming as The Devil Child played up to the audience. The Devil Child was gloating too long, with his back to Golden Boy, which allowed time for him to recover.
Just as The Devil Child turned back around, he got drop kicked right in the head.
"YES!" I cheered as I sat up, too excited to keep my head resting on Phil's chest and shoulder. I felt my cock twitch and my balls jump as I was getting turned on by the naked massacre.
The Devil Child fell backward with a hard crash and Golden Boy grabbed his feet, and like he had done to him, pulled him to the center of the ring. Then standing over his opponent he began to act as if he was asking the audience if he should finish off The Devil Child.
The camera switched to the audience cheering for Golden Boy to win.
Golden Boy then did something I hadn't expected. While standing over The Devil Child, he leaned down and grabbed the masked head of the lifeless boy and kissed him passionately, right on the lips and then just as quickly, dropped his listless head back to the mat.
The cheers of the audience were explosive as Golden Boy stood up with his erection standing proud, and he raked his thumb across his own neck signifying that he was now going to execute The Devil Child.
What he did next, shocked me beyond words. With no warning at all, he dropped to his knees and positioned himself right between The Devil Child's splayed legs. He grabbed his own cock, aimed it with deadly accuracy and buried it deep inside The Devil Child's ass with one single minded thrust!
Devil Boy's head and shoulders rose from the mat as he screamed bloody murder at the intrusion. He was banging both fits on the mat and crying in unintelligible words.
Golden Boy didn't take it easy on his beaten opponent in the least bit. He was hammering his cock into The Devil Child with such force, that he was actually moving the boy across the mat. I felt my cock harden even more so (I was amazed that was even possible) and stretch beyond capacity as I had never witnessed anything like it in my life.
The referee was continuing to do his thing, as if he were still officiating a wrestling match and not watching two teen boys fucking in the middle of the ring. He went to The Devil Child and asked if he wanted to give up, but I guess he didn't because the Referee let Golden Boy continue to devastate the boy's ass something fierce.
As he fucked him, Golden Boy kept slapping his opponent in the head real hard and a few times even punched him. It was brutal!
My dick reacted to each blow as Golden Boy demonstrated his dominance over his opponent.
I glanced to Phil who was watching the spectacle with a sadistic gleam in his eye.
The referee allowed this to go on for a minute or two before he started to try to break it up.
Golden Boy gave several more, very forceful thrusts, causing The Devil Child to cry out, before he pulled out of the boy and stomped hard on his back.
He played to the audience as though revving the engine of a motorcycle. Then he moved to The Devil Child's head, grabbed him by the back of the mask and forced him to his knees.
The Devil Child wasn't up two seconds before Golden Boy demonstrated his superiority by shoving his cock into the beaten boys' mouth with just as much force and brutality as he'd done to his ass.
The Devil Child couldn't scream now but he flailed about as Golden Boy held his head and rammed him hard and deep.
"EEEWW!" I groaned at the idea of that cock, having been inside his ass and now, it was in his mouth.
Phil reminded me that, not too long ago, I was getting my ass licked by him and I didn't have a problem with his mouth afterward.
"Yeah, but we haven't kissed since then either!" I said and Phil then reached up, grabbed my head rather forcefully and planted a big sloppy kiss on me. He even forced his tongue into my mouth, something we hadn't done up to that point.
When he let go of my head, he gave me his famous sadistic smile.
I was about to complain when my attention was brought back to the laptop when The Devil Child cried out. He was in the corner, bent over, his head sticking through the ropes as Golden Boy stood behind him fucking him fast and hard. Though I couldn't see The Devil Child's face or eyes, it sure did sound like he was really crying.
My own erection was throbbing again as I watched this violent display. Never in my life could I have ever imagined such a spectacle. Hell, I'd never even seen any gay videos where the two characters were the same age as Phil and myself, not to mention all the violence.
The referee again stepped in and separated the two.
Golden Boy backed away, arms held high like he was the champion. The Devil Child on the other hand pulled away from the corner of the ring, turned and was holding his aching ass. He looked like a child does after being severally whipped with a belt by an angry parent.
The Referee stood before The Devil Child and asked if he could go on. The boy nodded `yes' which amazed me. The referee stepped away and signaled for the two to continue their bought, however, Golden Boy did not reengage. He stood there looking up at the referee almost like he was saying he didn't want to fuck his opponent any more.
The Referee took a single step toward Golden Boy, put a hand behind his neck and pushed him toward The Devil Child.
The Devil Child flinched as Golden Boy shoved him backward, causing him to stumble, then fall. As he fell backwards, his legs came up, and Golden Boy caught hold of both ankles. He rolled The Devil Child up very much the way Phil had done to me when he'd been licking my ass. However, instead of putting his face in The Devil Child's ass, he shoved his cock into the boy. The Devil Child didn't scream this time, but he did whimper rather loudly as Golden Boy buried his cock in the boy, balls deep.
He fucked the boy for a good two minutes, maybe longer before he threw his head back, shoved his cock as deeply as he could into the poor boy and cried out.
The referee then dropped to the mat and commenced to count out the pin.
"One!" He called out as his hand hit the mat. The Golden Boy's Cock was still buried deep in the boy's ass as he pumped blast after blast of his hot boy spunk into his opponent's quivering ass.
"TWO!" The referee continued as Golden Boy pulled back, took a breath and shoved it in one more time.
The referee's hand came down one last time. And unlike the two previous attempts to pin The Devil Child, this time, the evil spawn of Hades wasn't able to escape the Golden Boy's climax.
"THREE!" The referee called out as he rose from the mat, pulled Golden Boy to his feet and held the sweat covered teen's arm high in the air.
As Golden Boy rose off the beaten boy, the camera zoomed in as his dick slid out of Devil Child's ass, dripping his hot boy spunk as it went. It was the only time in the whole DVD that the action went into slow motion.
"THE WINNER AND STILL THE CHAMPION! THE GOLDEN BOY!" the referee announced while holding Golden Boy's arm high and turning the boy to each side of the ring.
The crowd roared and cheered as the camera panned across the masses and eventually faded to black.
The credits began to roll up from the bottom of the screen but Phil had quickly pressed the eject button on the side of the laptop.
"From the look of this," Phil reached down and gave my ridged cock a wiggle, "you seem to have liked the DVD."
When I questioned why it was so rough, Phil replied, "You know all wrestling is fake! They weren't really getting hurt!"
"It sure looked like they were to me." I said as his hand abandoned my cock and began to pet my sweaty chest.
I hadn't realized how warm I was until that moment. Phil had turned the fireplace to its maximum setting and because of that, we were both soaked with sweat.
"I'm hot!" I said.
"You're telling me! Smoking Hot!" he joked.
I chuckled, "No, I mean sweaty hot!"
He was rubbing my wet chest with the palm of his hand and then said, "Kiss me."
"Can we go brush our teeth first?"
"Kiss me." He said again.
I shook my head `no', "I don't want to."
"K-I-S-S M-E!" he said with a slow and sensuous lilt.
I leaned in and right before we were about to make lip-to-lip contact, I turned my head and kissed his right cheek.
Pulling away, I was giggling. He was smiling at first but then did an overly-emphasized frown which made me giggle a bit more. His left arm, which had been doing nothing, came around from behind. His left hand grabbed my ribs as he began to tickle me.
I let out a squeal that would have scared away every mouse in the walls.
"See! I'm not the only one who's ticklish!" Phil said spitefully.
I wiggled and wriggled upon his lap and somehow got turned so that I was sitting facing him. Then he suddenly stopped.
"You're mean!" I said.
He leaned in and said softly, "Kisssssss meeeee!"
I leaned forward and placed my sweaty forehead against his as I said, "OOOOOKAAAAAY!"
I pressed my lips to his and I swear he let out a moan of pleasure that caused a vibration to start at my lips and travel down through my entire body. When I felt his tongue pressing against my lips, I opened my mouth and let him in. I even slid my tongue into his mouth.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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The second novel tells of Alvin's new life in Maine as he and his parents struggle to make a new life for themselves.
The third novel tells the tale of a terrible tragedy which rocks Alvin and his family at its core. Friends and loved ones will flock to Alvin and his family's side as everyone struggles to come to grips.
The final novel in the series sees Alvin making a life changing decision and sets out on a new adventure across the country as he attempts to return to California again.
(http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/alvin-ever-after/)
I have a blog which I update with information about how work on my stories is coming along. It's a good way to find out what I've been up to and what stories I am working on. You can find it at www.talkhard.5u.com
And be sure to keep a watchful eye out for
Levi
Part VIII
Coming soon!