Date: Sat, 19 Sep 2020 22:23:25 +0000 (UTC) From: Albert Collins Subject: You were there - part 19 Disclaimer: This is a romantic love story about love between young adolescent boys. There are some explicit sex scenes in the story but they are not the main focus of the story. So if you are looking for a story with a lot of explicit sex action, you are in the wrong place. If you like to read a sappy romantic tory with occasional kinky sex scenes, then please sit back and enjoy! Thanks again to all those who wrote with comments and feedback! Of course, as usual, comments and constructive criticism are welcome! albert.c87@yahoo.com Oh, yeah, and please, donate to Nifty: donate.nifty.org *************************** You were there -- Part 19 Luke joined Diego by the wooden railing of the terrace. "Wade, that's the guy that brought you here, right?" Luke asked quietly, as his hand touched Diego's. "Yeah," Diego replied peering into the distance. His pinky finger lightly caressed Luke's palm. Luke sighed. "Diego, babe, I think you could use some proper down time," Luke suggested. "Let's go visit Winston! Whadaya say?" Diego turned towards Luke and smiled wanly: "Yeah, sure, Luke, let's go." "Great!" Luke declared. "But let's swing by our room first. I need to get something there." "Our room, why?" Diego inquired. "Because I need some down time too!" Luke pulled Diego by the hand towards the exit. Wen they boys got to their room, Luke dove in the closet and emerged with his sketchbook. "Your sketchbook!" Diego exclaimed. "Haven't seen you use that in a while." "Exactly!" Luke answered. "It's about time I did some more sketching. Good for the soul, dude!" Luke put the sketchbook in his backpack and the boys headed out. When they arrived at Winston's corral, Amber had already joined them along the way. She barked happily and jumped around the boys. Diego still seemed moody and on edge. Luke gently wrapped his arm around Diego's shoulder. "Diego, you okay?" he asked softly. "You wanna ... tell me something about it now?" Diego turned to Luke and looked up at him with moist confused eyes. "I donno Luke ...," he sighed, "I think I'm okay ... I thought I was ... I am ... I'm just not sure now ..." Luke opened up his arms and took Diego in a gentle warm embrace. "You can tell me ... when you are ready, you know, that, right?" Luke said as he slowly stroked Diego's hair. "Yeah, Luke, I know," Diego whispered in Luke's chest. "Thanks." "This, guy, Wade," Luke continued, "he's a good guy, right? I mean, I thought he's a good guy ... I think it'll be okay ... You'll be okay ... We'll be okay, Diego ..." Luke held Diego closer. "Yeah, Mr Wade, he's all right, I guess," Diego whispered. "He helped me ... before ..." "See!" Luke encouraged. "I don't think you need to worry about it ... It'll be okay, I'm sure!" "Yeah ... It's not like he's gonna take me away or anything ...," Diego said pensively. "He'd better not!!" Luke shouted, raising his fist and shaking it angrily. Diego smiled at him warmly and Luke slowly brought his arm down. Diego sighed deeply. "I hope you're right Luke," Diego continued earnestly. "I hope you're right. It's just ... I was really hoping to leave all that stuff behind ..." Diego sighed again and held on to Luke tighter. Luke kissed the top of Diego's head. "It'll be all right, Diego," Luke repeated, "I promise." Luke stepped back and grinned at Diego: "Now whadaya say you and Amber go and play one of your favorite games with our buddy Winston here, and I sit back and sketch the three of you?" "Mmm, sure Luke, sounds great!" Diego smiled back. Luke sat bow-legged on the grass and got out his sketchbook and a pencil. Diego got inside Winston's enclosure, followed by Amber. Winston quickly trotted to meet them. Diego patted Winston's face, and a chasing game began. About 20 minutes later an exhausted Diego fell on the grass next to Luke. "The old grouch wore you down?" Luke joked. Diego turned around and raised on his elbows. "Yeah, Winston may be a grandpa, but he still has got some moves!" Diego panted out. "So I see," Luke chuckled. "How's the sketching going?" Diego inquired. "Almost done," Luke replied. A few minutes of quiet followed and Luke handed the sketchbook to Diego. At the top page Diego saw a picture of a dog running after a donkey chasing a boy. The boy, skinny, in shorts and t-shirt, had his arms flailing, trying to escape. He had huge eyes, long eyelashes and a huge smile. The donkey, with ears folded back, was nearly grabbing the boy's foot with his teeth. All the strokes were sharp, spare and sure. Diego couldn't help but laugh: "Luke, it's totally awesome!" "Yeah. I had good models," Luke grinned back. Amber barked loudly. "See, Amber agrees!" The boys both laughed. Diego looked at the drawing again, concentrating in the image of the boy. He looked so happy, so free, so alive. "Is that how Luke sees me?" Diego thought. "I hope I can really be like that some day ..." The boys packed up and started walking back towards the clubhouse. For the remainder of the day Diego seemed calmer, happier, more at peace. And yet, Luke sensed that a trace of edginess, of worry, even fear definitely remained. "I've gotta get him more relaxed somehow," Luke thought, "I gotta think of something ..." When they got back to their room after dinner, Luke put the sketch he'd drawn earlier above his bed. He then turned to Diego. "Diego, babe, I've got an idea," Luke grinned at Diego conspiratorially. "That special sex thing we discussed that we haven't done yet ... Let's do it! Tonight!" Diego stared at Luke in shock, and his jaw dropped. "Luke you want to ... fuck me tonight?" Diego whispered, looking at Luke bashfully. Diego's eyelashes fluttered fast and his eyes watered. Luke took Diego's face in his palms. "First off, Diego, dogs fuck. When we do it, we'll be making love, got it, babe?" Luke uttered gently, staring Diego in the eyes steadily. Diego nodded slightly. Luke kissed the tip of his nose. "Second," Luke continued, "I really want you to do me first. I want you to make love to me tonight, Diego!" Luke kissed Diego's lips softly. "Wait, Luke, what?!" Diego pulled back in shock. "You want me to ... But ... I was sure that you'd want to do that first ... I mean you are just so ..." Diego hung his head and look down timidly. Luke laughed gently and lifted Diego's chin with his finger: "What 'bout me? That I'm so fucking butch or something?" Diego blushed hard and nodded almost imperceptibly. Luke laughed again. "Come on Diego, fuck that shit! I don't care about that, you know this, right? ... Diego babe, I've been dreaming of having you inside me for so long ... Every fucking night ..." "You have?" Diego's long eyelashes fluttered again. "Sure! Abso-fucking-lutely!" Luke exclaimed emphatically. "Of course, later, I wanna do you too. But I really, really want you to go first. Please don't deny me this, Diego, please!" Luke stared Diego in the eyes pleadingly, a playful green sparkle still present in his gaze. Diego's brown eyes grew larger and his smile grew wider too. Suddenly he stopped. "Wait, Luke, wait," Diego cautioned. "What about what happened to you with that ... that monk two years ago? You might still be hurt down there. I don't want to hurt you, Luke! I won't!" Luke sighed deeply, with barely concealed frustration. "Come here, Diego, babe, come here," he sat down on the bed and pulled Diego down next to him. "Look, Diego, I told you, it's been two years, I'm all healed up by now, I promise!" "Luke, but how do you know? How can you be sure?" Diego pressed. He took Luke's hands into his. "Well," Luke hesitated and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face, "I know. Because, I sorta ... experimented, you see." "You what?" Diego exclaimed. "Experimented," Luke giggled, "with putting certain objects ... in my butt ... for pleasure and ... for scientific exploration purposes." Luke giggled again. "Luke!" Diego covered his mouth with his hand. "What ... other objects?" "Well, Diego," Luke chuckled and his gaze travelled to the back of the room, "look there, at the back bookshelf." "Yeah?" "See that tall green decorative bottle sitting there?" Luke smiled wickedly. "Let me put it this way: That bottle, it's not just good for decoration, he-he!" Luke looked at Diego triumphantly. "Luke, you don't mean? You really put THAT inside your ..." Diego's voice trailed off. "Oh, come on Diego, a growing gay boy has needs, you know!" Luke declared with a laugh. "That was before you got here, of course," he clarified hurriedly. Diego stared at the bottle bug-eyed. "Oh, my god!" he uttered, "oh, my god!" "Yeah!" Luke chuckled again. "So you see, Diego, as big and beautiful as your piece of male equipment is," Luke gave Diego's package a quick squeeze, "it just doesn't compare with that green thing over there, he-he. I used it lots of times and was fine! Just pleasure, no pain!" Luke grinned at Diego happily. Diego slowly shook his head. "Oh, my god, Luke, I can't believe you did that ...," Diego said with a small laugh. "And you might be right. But I'm still a bit worried ..." "Oh, fuck, Diego, come on, dude!" Luke exclaimed in frustration. "What else can I do to convince you that it's okay?! I mean, I'm willing to take the risk here, he-he!" Diego considered the question for a moment. "Well, I've got an idea," Diego suggested earnestly, looking straight at Luke. "If we do this, if I agree to ... make love to you tonight, you gotta promise me that you'll tell Mr Frank. Tell him what happened back then with you and Brother Peter. Okay, Luke?" Luke stared back at Diego silently for a few moments and then laughed. "Okay! Okay, Diego!" Luke embraced Diego and kissed him softly on the lips. "Shit, Diego, babe, you sure drive a hard bargain!" Luke laughed again. Diego's face went pink. "Shake on it?" Diego asked, smiling. "Sure!" Luke extended his hand, and Diego shook it. Luke burst into laughter again. "Shit, Diego, you are one weird little dude, you know that, right?" Luke hugged Diego another time. "So, mmm, Luke, how do we ... do this?" Diego asked, blushing hard. "Don't you worry, Diego, babe," Luke chuckled, "papa Luke is gonna take care of everything!" He gave Diego a wicked grin. Luke jumped up and locked the room door, giving Diego a wink. Then he run to the bookshelf and brought the bottle they were discussing earlier. "Ah, Luke, do you really think we still ... need that?" Diego asked shyly. "It's a fine tool, Diego," Luke explained, "great for loosening a certain willing gay boy up before his ... anal defloration, he-he!" "Oh, god!" Diego covered his face again. "Come on, Diego, relax, babe!" Luke encouraged. He continued gently: "I mean, you could use your fingers on me instead, of course, but I know you, Diego, and I think the bottle will be easier for the first go 'round. I'll do it myself!" "Oh, god!" Diego repeated. "Oh, quit saying that!" Luke laughed and gave Diego a peck on the cheek. "I promise, it'll be fun!" Diego slowly removed his hands from his face. Luke run to his nightstand and started rummaging at the bottom. "Okay got it!" he declared, pulling out a tube of what looked like some kind of cream. "What is it?" Diego asked curiously. "It's some sort of ointment I liberated, he-he, from the pantry," Luke explained. "Very greasy, works great instead of lube. I tried it myself several times!" "Luke, you stole it?!" Diego exclaimed disapprovingly. "Liberated it, yeah!" Luke confirmed defiantly. "Look, Diego, this shit here, that's not like that Epsom salt. I can't tell Ms Margie why I really need it, can I, he-he?" Luke held up the tube of cream between his fingers, swinging it from side to side. "And though our allowance is big enough to buy real lube at the pharmacy, this is a real small town, and I don't wanna have to explain to the fucking cashier what I want that stuff for. And then to Mr Frank later. So yeah, I had to improvise!" Diego just groaned. "So what's it called?" he asked with a small smile. "Mmm, says, 'fluocinonide ointment'," Luke read the label slowly, "I think it's from bad skin or something ..." "And you want me to? ..." Diego looked at Luke questioningly. "Put some around my butthole!" Luke giggled. "And on your dick, once it's good and hard!" Luke rolled in laughter again. "Oh, my god!" Diego blushed beet red. "I told you, quit saying that!" Luke laughed and hugged Diego's shoulder. "It'll be fine! I used it before, remember!" Luke grinned at Diego and handed him the white tube. Diego took it gingerly, speechless. "Man, Diego, I wish I could take your picture now!" Luke hollered again, holding his stomach. "Okay, you study the ... props, he-he, whole I go take a piss." Luke picked up the green bottle from the and handed it to Diego as well. Diego slowly sat on the edge of the bed. A few minutes later Luke re-emerged from the bathroom, wearing just a t-shirt and his briefs. Diego was still sitting on Luke's bed with a blank expression, holding the bottle in his hand. "Did you two ... get aquatinted?" Luke chuckled. Diego didn't respond. Luke sat next to Diego and threw his right arm around Diego's shoulder. "Look, Diego," Luke said gently, "you really don't have to worry. This stuff here, it doesn't matter. I'm your main prop! I'll help you!" Diego turned his head and looked at Luke with a small uncertain smile. "Diego, babe, you love me, right?" Luke asked softly. "Yes, of course!" Diego's eyes lit up. "Yeah. And I love you!" Luke kissed Diego's lips gently as if to make the point. "That's all that matters! I'll show you what's what as we go along, okay?" "Okay," Diego smiled back, resting his forehead against Luke's, "okay!" "Great!" Luke concluded warmly. "I've never led you astray in the matters of love yet, have I, he-he?" "No, I guess not ..." Diego chuckled. "So, professor ... What DO we do now?" Diego's voice became playful. "First off, we gotta get a certain elf-boy naked!" Luke declared. Luke quickly shacked off the rest of his own clothes and Diego started slowly removing his own. He looked at Luke's naked form, sitting on the bed. Amazing how beautiful, lean, strong and graceful Luke looked even now. Diego swallowed hard. His shorts had already fallen on the floor but he still had his t-shirt and his briefs on. Luke stood up and started pulling Diego's T-shirt above his head. Diego lifted his arms obediently. "Damn inconvenient, these things," Luke's voice said as Diego's t-shirt got caught around his chin. Diego could not see anything but he suddenly felt two warm hands on his chest, and lips closing around his nipple. "Damn inconvenient for you, that is," Luke whispered huskily, "but just 'bout right for me!" Diego felt Luke's lips clamping around his nipple again, and he then found himself being pushed gently and falling on the bed, onto his back, with Luke landing on top of him. "Lu-u-ke!" Diego squealed. "We were gonna get undressed first ..." "We are, Diego, we are!" Luke whispered, his hot breath tickling Diego's stomach. "I'm naked already and you ..." Diego's briefs were quickly pulled off him and his hard dick sprung to freedom happily. "I still can't see!" Diego wiggled his arms. "Yeah, but I can!" Luke giggled wickedly. Diego felt Luke's hot tongue burrow in his left armpit. "Aww, Lu-u-ke!" Diego squealed manically. Luke's hot breath travelled along Diego's tummy. Suddenly Diego felt the tip of Luke's finger hold down the head of his boner and Luke's tongue give a long wet hard lick along the underside of Diego's dick, traveling its full length. "A-a-a-h!" Diego's legs thrashed and his penis jerked. Luke's breath moved away. "No, no, no, don't you dare!" Luke's voice whispered, almost in a hiss. "Don't blow up on me yet. Way too early for that. Get more willpower, Diego, babe!" Diego, his hands behind his head, and his t-shirt still obstructing his eyes, whimpered lightly. Luke held Diego's dick with two fingers gently and suddenly Diego felt something warm, wet and delicious close around the tip of his leaking hardness. It was Luke's mouth! Diego inhaled sharply. His stomach contacted and his dick strained but he willed himself not to cum yet. Luke asked him! Luke's fingers gently pulled the skin on Diego's stalk back and forth, and the tip of Luke's tongue tickled the slit in Diego's glans. Diego whimpered louder. "Ah, Luke," he warned, "I donno how much longer I can hold it ..." Luke released Diego's dick and moved off. "Eh, teenagers these days," he commented laughingly, "they got no stamina at all!" Luke pulled the T-shirt away from Diego's head and stared at Diego with a playful smile. Diego smiled back at Luke, wide-eyed. "Mmm, Luke," Diego suggested, "I thought we were gonna do something else ..." Diego's neck and shoulders went pink. "Oh, yeah, other things!" Luke repeated playfully and his eyes blazed. "Okay, Diego, stay here a sec." Luke jumped from the bed, picked up the green bottle and the white tube of ointment and plomped back next to Diego. "All right, pardner, now I'm gonna definitely need your help," Luke giggled. He scooted to the edge of the bed and lay there lifting up his legs. Luke handed the tube to Diego: "Now, Diego, get down there and put some of this stuff on me." "What?" Diego asked uncomprehending. "Spread it around my butthole, you dummy!" Luke directed with a giggle. "Oh, god!" Diego uttered, turning beet red. "I thought I told you to quit saying that," Luke chuckled. "Now get to work!" Diego slid off the bed silently and stood on the floor on his knees behind Luke's upturned butt. He regarded it with suspicion. God, it looked beautiful!! How could a boy's butt look so unbelievably beautiful?! Luke's certainly did. The curves were soft and tight at the same time. The little pink opening in the meddle was pulsating slowly, as if winking at Diego. Luke's boy smell was present here too, strong, more pungent, but still clean, pure, inviting. The sight was strange, so wicked, so intimate, so forbidden and yet so irresistible. "Come, on, Diego, don't keep me waiting!" Luke's voice urged on. "Use your finger." Diego opened the tube and squeezed some ointment onto his index finger. He sniffed the whitish ointment lightly. Didn't really smell like anything. Good. Diego looked ahead again, gingerly reached forward and gently touched Luke's rubbery pucker with his oily finger. "Ah!" Luke exhaled. "What? What's the problem?" Diego asked anxiously. "No, nothing, feels great!" Luke encouraged. "Go on, do it some more. And don't be afraid to get in there!" Diego proceeded to smear more ointment around Luke's anus. "It's so greasy," Diego commented. "Yeah, that's why I picked it!" Luke enthused. "Great substitute for lube. Come on, Diego, don't be afraid, use your finger!" Luke spread his ass-cheeks wider. Diego inhaled slightly and slowly pushed his oily digit inside. To his surprise, it went it quickly and easily, to the first knuckle. Diego stopped in alarm. "A-a-a!" Luke sighed contentedly, indicating approval. "Oh, man, you're a natural! Or maybe I am, he-he! Ok, now work it a little in there!" Diego was still getting used to the feeling of wet warmth tightly hugging his finger. "Luke, you sure?" he asked dubiously. "Sure, I'm sure!" Luke urged. "Come on, Diego, babe, give it a twist!" Diego complied apprehensively and twisted with finger inside Luke. There was little resistance and Luke's cooing indicated continued approval. "Okay, okay, I think we're good for the starters," Luke declared. Diego exhaled with relief and withdrew. He quickly wiped his finger with a tissue from a box sitting on the night table. Luke, who observed Diego from the bed, emitted a small laugh: "Well, it's a start! We're gonna work on getting you used to this stuff, Diego. So that we can have more fun! Now hand me that bottle!" "What?" Diego exclaimed in surprise. "What do you still want that for?" "Diego, babe, as good as your finger feels it's just not big enough, he-he!" Luke explained. "We need to loosen me more!" "Oh, god!" Diego handed Luke the bottle. "You know, Diego, dude," Luke commented, picking up the bottle and the tube of ointment, "we really are gonna have to work on your vocabulary, he-he!" Luke spread a bunch of ointment around the nose of the bottle, making it look much more sleek and shiny. Diego watched him with a mix of horror and fascination. "All right," Luke declared, laying at the edge of the bed and raising his legs again, "this next bit, you definitely aren't gonna learn from Mr Frank's puberty lecture, I promise you that!" Luke chuckled wickedly. He took the bottle in his right arm and lined it up again his back entrance. "Luke, are you ..." Diego started saying. "Oh, come on, Diego, babe, shut up, already, and enjoy the show!" Luke directed. He wiggled the bottle, making final adjustments, and pushed. To his utter amazement, Diego saw the bottle's top quickly get swallowed by Luke's rectum. "A-a-a-ah!" Luke exhaled and stopped. "How does it look over there?" "Good. Good," Diego replied in a pitched voice. His mind was still struggling to comprehend the sight. "Super!" Luke declared. He proceeded to start working the bottle deeper into his ass, moving it from side to side and up and down slowly. Diego crouched over, observing the action in fascination. "Diego, babe?" Luke whispered. "Yeah, Luke?" "Mmmm, could you ... take over?" Luke suggested with a light chuckle. "It's kind of hard to hold this thing ... Just don't say 'Oh god' please! Okay?" "Okay," Diego agreed, blushing deep. He moved closer and gingerly took a hold of the bottle with his right hand. "Diego, you done there?" Luke's voice called. "I don't wanna drop it, he-he." "Yeah, Luke, we are good," Diego confirmed bashfully. "Ah, bliss!" Luke declared, moving his hands behind his head. "Okay, Diego, go ahead! Go to work, babe! But if you say 'Oh god' one more time, I swear to fucking god, I'm gonna scream!" "Oh ... MY ... god!" Diego uttered with a giggle, slowly pushing the bottle deeper in. Luke laughed merrily. Diego concentrated on working the bottle in and out of Luke's ever expanding rectal opening. Luke's satisfied moans were getting loader. Luke rested his legs on Diego's shoulders for comfort. "So, Diego," Luke wondered, "how is it looking?" "I think," Diego responded with a small chuckle, "that I wanna both puke and blow my load at the same time." "Hey, Diego, I said you can pee on me, I never said anything about puking!" Luke laughed. After a pause he added: "Okay, I think that's enough. We're good. Go ahead, Diego, take it out." Proceeding extremely slowing, Diego withdrew the bottle. It made a soft plopping sound as the neck was exiting Luke's anal orifice. Luke exhaled with satisfaction: "Ah, that feels nice!" He brought down his long right arm and fingered himself gently. "Okay, now, we're ready!" "Oh, god!" Diego whispered, sitting back on the floor. Luke gave Diego an evil eye. "I'm gonna get you for that, elf-boy!" Luke declared. "Now come on and get here!" Luke pulled Diego up and sat on the bed. Diego stood in front of him. "There's just one more thing that needs greasing up before we begin," Luke pronounced grinning wickedly. He looked at Diego's member which by now lost most of its hardness and was hanging straight down. Diego looked down and opened his mouth as if to say something. "I know, I know, 'Oh, god'," Luke laughed. Diego smiled bashfully. "Diego, babe," Luke chuckled again, observing Diego's semi-flaccid dark brown penis more closely. "I still can't get over how beautiful this thing is!" Luke leaned in and kissed the middle of Diego's member softly. "Some day you're gonna have to tell me how you managed to get such a perfect ... boy-weapon!" Luke giggled playfully and Diego's body went dark crimson. "Luke, I ...," Diego mumbled. "Ah, never mind," Luke cut him off with a laugh. "Okay, okay, back to work." Luke squeezed some ointment on his hand and spread it on Diego's dick and balls liberally. Diego responded almost immediately, and his dick started hardening and rising under Luke's touch. In just a few moments it was fully hard, pointing proudly upwards. "Beautiful!" Luke declared with satisfaction. He wiped off his hands with the tissues and looked at the naked Diego who was standing next to the bed, shivering slightly. Luke's facial expression and got more serious. He sat on the edge of the bed and took Diego by the hand. "Okay, Diego, babe, we're basically ready," Luke said gently. He looked up at Diego and gave him a warm reassuring smile. "I'm gonna get into position now, and when I tell you to push, you just push. And remember Diego, there's nothing, nothing to worry about, babe! If something doesn't work, we'll just try slower, okay!" "Okay, Luke," Diego nodded with a shy smile, "okay." Luke climbed on the bed, lay on his back and scooted to the edge, close to where Diego stood. Luke then raised his legs and spread them apart, giving Diego full access to his butt. "Okay, Diego," Luke directed excitedly, "now stand close to my butt and aim your lovely weapon at the entrance, he-he. Rub it around a little, to let me know you're there." Diego complied silently. He stood next to Luke's exposed butt and with the help of his hand aimed the shiny greasy head of his dick at Luke's pucker. Diego leaned further forwarded and touched it, rubbing the head against the entrance. "A-a-ah", Luke shuddered. "You good?" Diego checked. "Great!" Luke confirmed. "Houston, we have ignition!" The boys both chuckled. "All right, Diego, now push!" Luke directed gently. Diego glanced forward at Luke's smiling face. Luke's green eyes shone with love, playfulness and encouragement. "Push, Diego," Luke repeated, "push!" Diego took a deep breath and grabbed Luke's upraised thighs. He pushed. To his shock and surprise, he met little resistance. The spongy head of his dick quickly popped in and a little bit of the rigid main stock went in too. Luke emitted a low moan. Diego hissed through his nose and stopped in his tracks, too terrified to move further. "Luke, you okay?" Diego asked with barely concealed fear in his voice. "Yeah, I'm good. We're good," Luke whispered back. "Great. Just give me a moment." Diego's fright started to subside. His breathing quieted down and he concentrated on the new feelings at the tip of his dick. Warm. Squishy. Tickling. Fuzzy. Nice. He was inside Luke! Oh, god, he was inside Luke! Diego's heart started beating faster again. Luke lifted his head: "Go ahead, babe. Give me some more!" Luke chuckled happily. Diego took another deep breath as the blood thumped wildly in his ears. He wiggled his pelvis a little. Slowly, gently, a fraction of an inch at a time, he started working himself deeper and deeper inside Luke's warm anal cavern. Sweat was dripping from Diego's forehead. Time got longer and longer and slowly disappeared. When the clock resumed moving, he was buried completely inside Luke, all the way up to the pubic bone. "I'm in," Diego whispered hoarsely, without looking up. "Luke, I'm all the way in you!" "Oh, god!" Luke's voice whispered back. Diego looked up and they both laughed. Diego realized that he was still holding on to Luke's thighs, pushing them apart. Luke's hands were folded behind his head. He was gazing at Diego with a brilliant warm smile. Luke's teeth sparkled and Diego could see the warm breath escaping Luke' lips. And Luke's eyes, they shone like two brilliant green emeralds, laughing, loving, playing with beautiful bright light beaming back from them towards Diego. Diego looked down again, staring at the place where he and Luke were now joined together. It was magical. It was impossible. It was ... Luke suddenly shifted his body a little and his butt contracted around Diego's hard dick. Oh, god, he had muscles there too?!! A hot cloud of fire, wet, slick, shifting, probing, tugging, enveloped Diego's member, sending waves of heat, pleasure and tingling vibrations through his entire body. "O-o-o-o-o-o-h", Diego groaned as his body shook. Luke's legs squeezed him gently. "Aha, look who's now glad that I talked him into it!" Luke joked breathlessly. "Come on, Diego, get going! Start moving in and out. But not all the way." "Uh-uh," Diego indicated agreement. He slowly withdrew most of the length of his dick from Luke and the pushed it back in. Wow! That felt incredible. Again. And again. Going faster and faster every time. Luke started to push back, meeting Diego's thrusts. Diego picked up the pace, plunging deeper and deeper inside Luke's secret depths, trying to reach something. Luke's heart? Diego's body was almost moving on its own now. He was now completely covered in sweat. Something was dripping down his eyes. Sweat, tears, both? Time slowed down again, or at least disappeared, somewhere ... Luke's legs squeezed him again. So strong. So beautiful. Muscles flexing, stretching, caressing him, even now. Diego looked down at Luke's torso below him. Luke was now drenched in sweat too. Chest rising, falling. Luke's heady smell, so strong now, intoxicating, overpowering. Luke's long clean neck shifting, he's saying something. Diego couldn't hear. Blood pounding too quickly, too hard in his ears now. Can only smile back now. Luke will understand. More heat, more speed. Flashes, flashes. Luke's taut muscly chest twisting. Such beauty. Just to touch him is a gift, a privilege. Now, being inside him is ... impossible. Can't be. It just can't be. Luke's always calling him his Elf-Prince. But it was Luke who was his prince. His Prince Charming, his miracle, his fairy-tale gift, his emerald-eyed boy genie. And Luke's now gifting himself to him! The bed creaked louder as Diego drove harder inside Luke's gut. Although Diego couldn't hear it, Luke continued moaning softly each time Diego bottomed in. Luke had closed his eyes for a few seconds but then opened them again. He now kept his gaze fixed on Diego's face, trying to take in every moment, memorize every change in expression. Luke's hands were still folded behind his head. His dick, fully erect, was flopping on his stomach with each thrust of Diego's hips. Diego looked down at his mid-section. For a second he felt almost disembodied, detached from it, as if looking from the outside at himself. His pelvis kept thrusting into Luke, harder, harder, hungrier, hungrier. Then the sensations flooded back. Heat, fire surrounding his dick, and slickness, squishiness too, Luke's insides hugging him, sucking him deeper in. Oh, god! No words, no way to describe it! Diego's hand went down and touched Luke's stomach, hot, breathing, now coated with sweat. Luke moaned, said something -- Diego still couldn't hear it. Diego's hand moved further down, taking a hold of Luke's long thick penis that had been lying flat on his belly, pointing upward. Diego's palm closed around it, pulling back the skin. Mmm, Luke's special boy part, it felt so hot, so hard, so pliant and alive under Diego's fingers. A little further down. Luke's balls, still cool, even now, amazing. Diego's gaze shifted forward again, to Luke's face. Luke's eyes grew wider, the green fire in them growing hotter, merrier, more passionate. Luke's right hand slowly moved forward from behind his head and reached towards Diego's torso. Luke's fingers caressing Diego's torso now, gently, lovingly, sweetly. O-o-o-o-o-h. Diego looked down again and saw Luke spreading his hips further apart. Luke's finger brushed Diego's nipple. Luke was trying to give him more access, thinking of him, even now, gifting more of himself to him. Diego glanced at Luke's face again. That beautiful smile, still there, so much love, happiness, devotion, compassion. Need more Luke, need to touch more of him, need to be closer now!! Diego leaned down, straining to reach Luke's face with his lips, to touch Luke's chest with his own. Luke's eyes burned into Diego's deep brown saucers. Luke's hands grabbed Diego's shoulders and pulled him close. Their chests, slick with sweat met, Diego's stomach pressing against Luke's young testicles. "Mmm-mmph!" The boys' lips locked into a burning melting tangle. Diego's pelvis continued jack-rabbiting wildly, driving his dick deeper and deeper inside Luke's love tunnel, as if trying to reach his heart. One thrust, and another, and another. He was almost there, he could almost reach it. Luke's chest expanded, his hands held Diego's head tight and his rectum hugged Diego's love weapon and drew it deep, as deep as it could. Diego's body went rigid, as a steel arrow. His body quaked. "A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a!!!" Diego exploded with a sob in Luke's mouth, and released his youthful seed deep inside Luke. Tears flowed freely from Diego's closed eyes as he collapsed on top of Luke in his gentle embrace. "Ssh-sh, Diego, babe, ssh-sh," Luke cooed softly, stroking Diego's hair. "I've got you, babe. I've got you." Luke shifted his hips a bit. Diego's softening dick was still lodged safely inside Luke's butt, and Luke wanted to prolong the sweet sensation. "Oh, my god, Luke," Diego sniffled softly into Luke's shoulder, "it was so ... You were so ..." Diego lifted his tear-streaked face and smiled at Luke sweetly. Luke reached out and gently wiped Diego's tears with his finger. "So, Diego, love," Luke asked with a soft chuckle, "was it good for you too?" Diego's chest heaved and he breathed out a giggle mixed with a sniffle. Diego and Luke both broke into laugher and Diego collapsed back onto Luke, hugging his neck. "I guess that means 'yes' then," Luke joked gently. Diego rolled on the bed next to Luke, finally pulling out of him. He lay on his back next to Luke, still laughing and panting slightly. "Diego, babe," Luke said, lifting his head and turning towards Diego, "you realize this means that you're no longer a virgin, right?" Diego turned to Luke and smiled back at him: "Yeah. And neither are you!" They both laughed again. Diego looked at Luke's stomach and saw a pool of gooey mostly clear liquid glistening in the center. "You came!" Diego giggled. "Again, without touching yourself!" Luke looked down at his stomach and grinned. "Oh, yeah. Like I said, it's gift!" Diego reached out with his right hand, dipped his finger in the liquid and slowly put it in his mouth. "Mmm, yummy!" he smiled at Luke playfully. Luke laughed and stroked Diego's cheek with his palm: "Look who's now feeling all kinky! No more puking all over me, eh?" "No," Diego laid back down on the bed and smiled sweetly. "Well, maybe some other time," Luke joked. He scooted further up the bed, pulling Diego with him. Luke lay on his back, his left hand behind his head, his right hand wrapped around Diego's shoulder, caressing him gently. Diego nestled closer, resting his head on Luke's chest. He slowly, lightly stroked Luke's torso with the tips of his fingers, drawing small caressing circles as he moved down. Luke wiggled his toes in approval. Diego's hand came to rest on top of Luke's dick and cupped it gently. "Ah, that's better!" Luke chuckled. "Luke?" Diego whispered softly. "Yeah, babe?" "Do you realize how ... beautiful you are?" Diego's face flushed hotter. "'Cause I don't think you do." "What?" Luke raised his face and gave Diego a quick peck on the cheek. "I mean ... You're always saying that I'm an elf or something," Diego whispered shyly. "But you ... You know like in all those ancient myths sometimes gods had kids with mortal women. Like Hercules and Perseus ..." "Oh, yeah, them we called demigods, I think, right, Diego?" Luke replied. "Yeah," Diego agreed, squeezing his hand around Luke's dick slightly. "Well ... sometimes I think you're one of those ... demigods I mean ... There's no way to explain you otherwise." Diego kissed Luke's chest softly. "Maybe that's why when I touch your skin I go all crazy. And why you are so perfect ... and beautiful ... and ..." Luke's merry laughter interrupted Diego. Luke grabbed Diego and pulled him on top of himself, locking his hands around Diego's neck in a tight embrace. Luke's lips met Diego's in a tender kiss. "Oh, my god, Diego, you do say the sweetest things!" Luke laughed again, separating his face from Diego's. "All the stuff you just said, that's because you're in love! With me, he-he! That's why it feels like this, you dummy!" Luke kissed Diego again. Diego blushed and grinned at Luke. He lay his head back on Luke's chest and cupped his palm around Luke's dick again. "I donno," Diego sighed quietly, "you might be right, of course. And I do love you. But somehow, it feels more than that." "Well, whatever it is," Luke chuckled, kissing Diego's shoulder, "this demigod definitely loves this elf, he-he. Now, let's go to sleep. That Wade guy is coming tomorrow, and we've got to be ready for him." "You're right, Luke," Diego agreed, "thank you." The light in the room was still on but neither of the boys wanted to get up to turn it off. Neither one wanted to move, to break the contact. Sleep would come soon enough ... ------ He was back on the train, still sitting by that window. Just woke up, shaking his head. What happened? The conductor passing by again. "Hey, kid, you're still here? I thought I told you to get off." "Sorry, Sir, I thought I did ... I don't know what happened ... Must have dozed off ... Missed the stop again." "Well ... Don't stick around, kid. Not a good place for you. You need to get off." "Sir?" "Yeah, kid?" "How do I know which stop is mine? How do I know where to get off?" "Well, I tell you what, kid. You pick the one with the brightest light. When you see the brightest light, that's how you know it's your stop. That's where you get off." "Thank you, Sir. I think I see it now. The brightest light. Yes, I'm sure, it is the one." "Good, kid, good. Now, scram. I don't wanna see you back here again." *********************************************