Date: Mon, 28 Sep 2020 14:08:49 +0000 (UTC) From: Albert Collins Subject: You were there - part 22 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 *************************** "I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear." Martin Luther King Jr You were there -- Part 22 When Diego and Luke entered the workshop building they saw that the light was on. Somebody must have already been inside. "Hello!" Luke called. "Anybody here?" "Luke, my man!" they heard a young voice answer. "Manny!" Luke exclaimed. "I didn't know you'd be here today!" Manny walked up to greet the boys. Manny was one of the hands working for Mr Ellis, the master carpenter who donated some of the equipment for the Green Oaks workshop and who from time to time would help out with various projects there. Manny, short for Manuel, about 20 years old, not much older than the boys, would often come along, or sometimes, like that day, by himself. "Yeah, Mr Ellis sent me here to work on a few things," Manny answered with a smile, "and to check out what sort of trouble you guys have been to!" "Well, I'm real glad you're here!" Luke declared, giving Manny a hi-five. "There's something I want to work on too, and Mr Frank doesn't like us being here by ourselves. But now we have you for, he-he, proper adult supervision!" Luke grinned at Manny mischievously. Manny's face got a bit more serious: "Luke, my man, you know I love you, but there's no kidding around when we work. You know the drill: protective gear, safety, all of that." "Yeah, yeah, I got it, you're Mr Responsible!" Luke joked. "Don't worry, we'll be good, won't we, Diego?" "Mmm, sure, Luke," Diego spoke for the first time, "but I think I'm just gonna watch ..." Diego developed a real appreciation for pottering, but woodworking never really appealed to him, at least not in terms of doing it himself. "Right ...," Manny gave them both a penetrating glance. Luke really liked Manny, and they clicked together great. Diego had seen Manny only a few times before. He thought that Manny was nice and treated them really well, but there was something about him that caused Diego a small ping of disquiet. A few sharp watchful glances from Manny that Diego couldn't quite shake off. Perhaps it was nothing. "So, Luke, what's your big project today?" Many inquired. "You need any power tools over there?" "Nah, nothing fancy like that today," Luke retorted. "I'll just use this work bench here and a few carving hand tools. Don't need nothing more than that." "Okey-dokey then," Manny declared. I'll be just a few feet away from you guys, cutting up some lumber and making a few table legs. Holler if you need anything, okay?" "Sure, thing, Manny, will do!" Luke agreed. Manny stepped away, and Luke put on a pair of goggles and a largish grey apron. "Very handsome!" Diego giggled. Luke stuck his tongue out. "You should be nicer to me," he smirked, "I still haven't decided what exactly it is that I'll be carving ..." Diego's face went red. "Luke, you are not seriously thinking of ...," Diego's voice trailed off. Luke rolled in laughter: "Come on, Diego, dude, I'm not that crazy! But I'm still thinking of using you for inspiration ..." Diego relaxed but still eyed Luke suspiciously: "So what exactly will you be carving then?" "I'm not gonna tell you just yet," Luke chuckled, "but it's also something that I saw in the bathroom this morning ..." "Oh, my god!" Diego groaned. "Relax, Diego, it's gonna be completely PG-13, trust me!" Luke giggled louder. Diego shook his head skeptically. He settled on a tall stool a few feet away from the work bench where Luke was getting ready to start working. Luke brought over a large block of cedar wood and fixed it in a vice. "Okay, here we go!" Luke declared. And off to work he went. Luke was only using some hand tools, mostly, as far as Diego could tell, some chisels and a couple of different mallets. Diego watched intently. For quite a while he still couldn't tell what exactly Luke was carving. He concentrated on Luke's face instead. Even with the goggles on, Luke's face had a similar focused, determined, sharp look he had while doing pottery. It was also a look of pleasure and satisfaction, of somebody doing something they really enjoyed. More than that, it was a look of happiness, perhaps even love. "Maybe this woodworking therapy thing is a good idea after all," Diego thought, "maybe it'll help ..." Diego's gaze shifted to Luke's hands. Long, strong, elegant fingers, holding the chisel so skillfully. Moving with purpose, surety, thought, beauty, bravery, artfulness, persistence. Wood shavings, falling away. A shape slowly emerging, being revealed, as if my magic. What is it? Diego's eyes strained harder. Suddenly he understood. It was a hand. A human hand that Luke was carving. Fingers began to emerge, arches, curves. Diego caught his breath. He'd just realized whose hand it was. Diego lifted his arm and stared at him palm. Yes, it was his hand that Luke was carving out of cedar. Diego looked at Luke again. He could see now the shape of the palm, the proportions of the fingers, the shapes of the knuckles, they were definitely his. How could Luke remember that? How could he transfer that memory into a carved wooden shape? That was definitely magic! Luke continued working and more and more of the shape of Diego's hand was emerging from the wood. The sight was mesmerizing, otherworldly. Luke was always talking about Diego being able to stop time with his voice while signing. Watching Luke now handling the chisels and the mallets, Diego caught himself thinking that Luke was taking him out of time too. Luke suddenly stopped working and lifted his face. The floor of the workshop building was filled with the loud noise of the sanding equipment that Manny was using nearby. "How's it looking?" he called through the noise. "Awesome! Totally amazing!" Diego shouted back. "I'm almost done!" Luke grinned. Luke looked down and continued chiseling for a few more minutes. Then he used sandpaper to smooth the edges and brought over a small torch. "The doctor is about to operate!" Luke declared with a wicked smile as he turned on the torch. His expression turned serious and focused again, and he gave the wooden figure a few touch-ups with the torch flame. Luke finally put all the tools down and removed his googles and the apron. He lifted the wooden hand sculpture from the table and looked at it appraisingly: "Well, I think I'm done!" Diego slipped from his stool and walked up to Luke. He slowly reached out and picked up the wooden hand, holding it in his palms. "I can't believe it," Diego uttered in awe. "I can't believe it, Luke! It just can't be ... How did you do it? How did you remember? ..." Diego put the hand figure back on the table and lay his own right hand, open upwards next to it. "Luke, how did you? ..." Diego looked at Luke with huge wide open eyes. "Cool, right?" Luke grinned at Diego happily. "I'm glad the model approves, he-he!" Luke's tone became more serious. "Hey, Diego, babe, remember our deal," he continued warmly, "you got all of me now, my heart and soul, my Cap and Bells, everything!" He looked at the table again: "Well, that's part of that package, he-he ... So you do like it, right?" "Oh, my god, Luke!" Diego threw his arms around Luke's neck and buried his face in Luke's chest. "I guess it's a 'yes' then," Luke chuckled as he patted Diego's back gently. Diego looked up at Luke and then at back at the table where the wooden hand sculpture lay. Diego let Luke go and stared at his right hand again. The boys noticed that the noise from the sanding machine Manny was using had stopped and they heard his footsteps approaching. "Hey, guys, how's going over here?" Manny asked with smile as he walked up to Luke and Diego. "Luke, my man, did you finish the piece you we working on?" "Oh, yeah, it's all done!" Luke exclaimed, "Here, Manny, take a look!" Luke walked to the table, followed by Manny and Diego. "Wow!" Manny uttered slowly as he picked up the wooden hand figurine. "Luke, you made this, man?! Just now?" "Yep," Luke confirmed, "and here's my unwitting model, he-he!" Luke pointed at Diego. "Wow," Manny repeated as his glance travelled from Luke to Diego and back. "Luke, buddy, this thing you've just made, it's totally amazing. You've gotta show it to Mr Ellis, of course, but ..." Manny shook his head as he run his fingers along the surface of the wooden figure. "I mean, I've seen some fine woodwork in my time already, some with much better craftsmanship than this," Manny mused pensively, "but I figure this thing here is real art, Luke. Not like the table legs I been making today ... Luke, buddy, you gotta show it to somebody who really understands this art stuff ..." Manny squeezed Luke's shoulder. "Thanks, Manny!" Luke beamed at him. Diego smiled at Manny silently. Maybe he'd been wrong to worry about the guy. He really seemed okay. Luke picked up the hand figurine from the table and motioned to Diego. "Well, Manny, I think me and Diego need to get going," he suggested. "Thanks a lot for providing your expert ... adult supervision, he-he, to keep us reckless minors safe!" Manny smiled back at Luke and shook his head. "Later, guys!" he called as Diego and Luke were exiting the building. "Bye, Manny," Diego and Luke shouted back. "Umm, Luke, are you gonna show it to somebody, like Manny said?" Diego asked quietly, as the boys were crossing the courtyard. "I think he's right, you know. The hand you made, it's real art ..." "I donno, Diego," Luke replied, sounding skeptical. "I didn't make it to make a fuss, he-he. It was supposed to be therapy, remember?" "And?" Diego inquired, "Did it work?" "I think it might have," Luke answered. "At least a bit. I mean as I was making it, I was so into it, so jazzed up ... And then I did think about the Brother Peter thing once or twice and ... It didn't seem such a huge thing anymore. I mean it did but it didn't send me flying off my rocker ..." "Wow," Diego said taking Luke's hand, "maybe it really did work." Amber run up to them again and jumped up at Diego. The boys stopped and petted her head. "Here's somebody who definitely doesn't need any therapy," Diego joked as he Leaned closer to Amber. She licked his nose with her long wet tongue. "Eww-ww!" Diego protested with a laugh and stood up. "You know, Luke, I still think you and Amber might be related." Luke quickly elbowed him: "Now, you know that's gonna cost you, elf-boy!" Diego veered away, avoiding Luke's elbow. Diego and Luke gave a few last quick pets to Amber and exited the barnyard court. They started slowly walking back towards the clubhouse. "So, Luke," Diego asked after a while, "if you are not gonna ... sell it at an art auction or something, what ARE you gonna do with it now?" "Well," Luke replied wrapping his arm around Diego's shoulder, "I was actually thinking of giving it to you. As a gift." Diego stopped walking and looked up at Luke sharply: "What?!" "Come on, Diego, it's your hand," Luke giggled, "and now it is also, literally, your hand, he-he! Cool, right?" "Luke, wait, you can't be serious!" Diego took a hold of Luke's arm, "You can't give me this. You heard what Manny said. You gotta show it to somebody. To Ms Emily, at least." Diego looked Luke in the eyes earnestly. "The picture you drew of my mom, that's one thing, it's too personal, plus we can't show it to anyone else now ...," Diego spoke slowly, "but this wooden hand sculpture you made, there's no reason to hide it. We can make a fuss about it, about you. I think I wanna do that, Luke." "Ah, Diego, dude, just take it easy already," Luke laughed in response, giving Diego a hug. "I wanna give it to you because I wanna give it to you! You inspired me, okay? It was your hand, in the shower, this morning, he-he. And now you deserve to get in back!" Luke grinned at Diego widely with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, holding the sculpture, towards Diego. Diego looked at the figurine with new eyes and his face reddened. "Oh, god!" he groaned. "Okay, maybe we shouldn't show it to Ms Emily just yet. I donno if I want her to know what exactly inspired the artist here ..." Diego looked at the wooden figurine again. "But the sculpture, maybe it could be not just for me ... Maybe it could be sort of ours now ... For the both of us, together?" "Well, if it makes my elf-boy model feel better, sure!" Luke chuckled as he kissed Diego on the cheek. "Okay, it'll officially be ours. But as far as I am concerned, it's still kinda yours, he-he." Diego shook his head. "I'd thank you here right now but I don't want to make a scene in public," Diego said, smiling warmly. "We'll do that later, tonight." "Oh, I don't mind making a scene," Luke giggled, "but okay!" The boys resumed walking. When they finally got to their room, Luke raised the sculpture in his hand. "So, Diego, where should we put it?" he looked at Diego questioningly. "Now, that it's ours, I mean?" Diego took the wooden piece from Luke and scanned the room. "Oh, I know!" he exclaimed. He walked to the computer desk and put the hand figurine on the shelf above the computer. "There!" Diego declared. "I think that's good." Luke walked up next to Diego and hugged him. "Yeah, Diego, babe, it does look great here," Luke gave Diego a peck on the cheek. "Plus every time we do our homework, it'll remind us of that very special morning shower, he-he!" "Oh, god, Luke, please, stop!" Diego blushed profusely. Luke laughed harder and buried his face in the nape of Diego's neck. Diego surrendered and joined him in laughter. The rest of the day passed largely uneventfully. Diego and Luke spent most of their free time hanging around in the common room, with the other kids. Rafiq's departure was still fresh on everybody's mind although the topic was mostly avoided in conversations. Luke and Diego also shot some hoops together with Rafael, with Ritchie providing court-side commentary. Diego noted that Luke was nicer than usual towards Ritchie that day, with fewer return snipes and barbs, although Ritchie provided plenty of opportunities for those. Toby was particularly quiet most of the day and tried to stay close to Luke and Diego. He sat between them during the dinner, and they took turns giving him reassuring hugs. When they returned to their room after the dinner, Diego sat on his bed with a sigh. "Wow, it's been a day!" he said with a light chuckle. "Yeah," Luke agreed as he sat next to Diego. They looked at each other, smiling. "So, Diego," Luke continued, "what is it gonna be tonight? Cuddling? Or getting hot and heavy?" Diego's brow furrowed slightly. "Cuddling, I think," he replied hesitantly. "I figure we've had enough of hot and heavy for the day ..." "Good deal, cuddling it is!" Luke slapped Diego's lap gently. Luke winked at Diego, got up and went to his side of the room. The boys started slowly getting ready for bed. After brushing their teeth and getting into their PJs, Diego and Luke started settling in for the night. Luke got into his bed and lay on his side, waiting for Diego. Diego turned off the lights, walked to Luke's bed and nestled on his right side next to him, with Luke hugging him from the back. Luke turned off the night light. Diego's mind started to drift off, but sleep did not come yet. He thought back to the events of the day. The shower with Luke. Rafiq leaving. The talk with Mr Frank about Yasha. Luke making the hand sculpture from a block of cedar wood in the workshop. Diego recalled Luke's face as he was working. It looked so free, so happy, so content. Luke was doing this for him. And what he said after. About giving Diego his heart and soul, his Cap and Bells. Diego's heart ached and raced. He fidgeted in the bed. "Luke," Diego whispered. "Yeah, Diego?" Luke replied. He shifted behind Diego slightly, adjusting for comfort. "I think I changed my mind," Diego whispered again, "I wanna do it. Tonight." "Whadya mean?" Luke stopped moving. "Luke. I really want you to ... make love to me. Tonight," Diego breathed out. Luke's arm reached around Diego's torso and held his hand. "Diego, babe, you're sure?" Luke asked earnestly. "Yeah. I'm sure," Diego replied with conviction. "I really want it, Luke. I want to feel you. Inside me. Please." Diego turned around to face Luke and stared him silently in the face. Diego's brown eyes were opened wide and his long eyelashes were fluttering. His mouth formed into a small shy smile but his eyes shone with determination and desire. Luke silently stared back, his green eyes growing larger as well. Then a huge grin formed on Luke's face. "Okay, then," he whispered, "okay!" Luke smiled wickedly and started frantically pulling down his pants. Diego's eyes glowed with a twinkle of understanding. He turned around, away from Luke again, and started quickly taking his clothes off as well. In a few seconds they were both naked. Diego felt Luke's warm smooth naked body press to him from behind. "Diego, babe, do you want me to ... stretch you out wider first?" Luke's voice whispered as Diego felt Luke's hot breath on his cheek. "Like you did me with the bottle?" "No, I think I'm okay," Diego answered quietly, "I can take it. Just lube me up using that ointment you got, and I'll be good." "Okay, babe," Luke kissed Diego's cheek. "I'll be careful, I promise." Diego sensed Luke rustle behind him, getting the ointment, and then Luke's warm body getting close again. "All right, babe, lift up your leg, please," Luke whispered. Diego closed his eyes and complied silently. He felt Like's finger, well greased up, touch his rosebud gently. "Oi!" Diego's ass muscles contracted involuntarily. "Relax, Diego, babe, relax," Luke reassured him softly. "I'll be real gentle, I swear!" Diego relaxed his butt muscles and he felt Luke's finger gently poke in his secret opening. Diego willed himself not to close it shut again. Luke's finger slipped past the entrance and stopped. Diego sucked his breath in. "Babe, you good?" Luke's voice whispered with concern. "Yeah, yeah, I think I am," Diego relaxed, adjusting to Luke's finger inside him. "Go ahead, Luke, I'm okay." "Okay," Luke kissed his cheek again and chewed on Diego's ear gently. Diego giggled sweetly and wiggled his butt a little. Luke proceeded to move his finger deeper inside Diego and started to rotate it gently. Diego whimpered barely audibly but remained relaxed. After a couple of minutes Luke's finger withdrew, and Diego brought down his leg. "Diego, babe, you did great," Luke whispered encouragingly, "you did fantastic! I don't think we need no bottle, in fact. We're good as we're." "Ah, thanks, Luke," Diego sighed shyly, but with satisfaction noticeable in his voice. Luke embraced Diego closer from the back and put his cheek on Diego's. "Okay, Diego, babe, I think we're ready for liftoff," Luke whispered softly. "Are you still okay with this?" "Yeah, Luke, I'm fine," Diego confirmed. "Quit stalling and get inside me already! We haven't got all night!" "All right," Luke consented. "Just make sure you tell me to stop if it gets too much, okay?" Diego grunted in agreement. Diego felt Luke make some final adjustments behind him. Luke used his left thigh to gently lift Diego's left leg, giving himself better access. More quiet rustling. The head of Luke's erect penis rubbed agains Diego back entrance. It felt ticklish, wet, bigger and hotter than Luke's finger before. "Diego, make it as if you are pooping out, okay?" Luke suggested. "It'll be easier that way." "Uh-uh," Diego replied in a low whisper. "Okay, here we go," Luke declared. He pushed. Diego felt pressure at his back entrance, and Luke's hand grabbing his own tighter. Then, suddenly, it was in, much quicker and easier than Diego thought it'd be. The head of Luke's dick popped inside Diego, past the back entrance. "You okay?" Luke's voice whispered urgently. "Yeah, yeah, thanks, Luke," Diego answered, releasing his breath, "just give me a second." "Sure, thing, elf-boy," Luke replied huskily. "Take all the time you need." Luke paused for a moment. "Guess I wasn't as big as I thought," he joked, "will teach me right. Me and my manly pride, he-he!" "Luke, you're plenty big, trust me," Diego chuckled. "I can feel it, remember. Now, get moving." "Okay," Luke whispered in agreement. He kissed Diego's back between the shoulder blades tenderly, and Diego cooed in appreciation. Luke's arm squeezed Diego's shoulder lightly. Very slowly, gently, a fraction of an inch at a time, Luke started working himself inside Diego's butt. Diego closed his eyes and concentrated on his breathing. Breathe in, and breathe out, breathe in, and breathe out ... "All right, babe, I think I'm all in," Luke's voice startled Diego from his trance. Luke was inside him! Luke was inside him!! Diego's mind tried to process the sensation. His gut felt incredibly full, with Luke's hot young member moving, breathing, shifting inside of him. The feeling of this new connection with Luke was incredible, overwhelming, overpowering. Luke's chest touching Diego's back. The sweet smell of Luke's breath on his neck. Luke's hand caressing his stomach. Everything melting together. Diego reached behind him with his hand and felt the point of entry, touching the base of Luke's dick, his heavy youthful testicles. Luke moaned hoarsely in response to Diego's touch. This was it, that was the forbidden connection, now joining them together. It felt so wicked, so sexy, so close, so intense, so ... real. That's what was supposed to send him to hell now? Let it! Diego pushed his butt back against Luke's invading penis. Bring it on! If that's what hell felts like, then he definitely wanted more of it. Luke responded to Diego's push with a push of his own and started slow and deliberate movements of his hips, thrusting his dick deeper in Diego and then bringing it most of the way out. Luke's long slow strokes sent Diego's head spinning. "O-o-o-o-h!" he moaned, overwhelmed with pleasure. Luke's voice whispered in his ear: "Enjoying the ride, elf-boy? It feels incredible for me too!" Luke's tongue laved Diego's ear and then the nape of his neck. Diego whimpered giddily. Suddenly, as Luke was withdrawing, Diego's butt loudly released a largeload of gas. Diego shuddered in shame and tensed up. "Here goes my theory that elves don't fart!" Luke chuckled. He kissed the back of Diego's neck and caressed Diego's chest tenderly. "Relax, Diego, babe, it's totally normal," Luke whispered, "it's supposed to happen much of the time." He kissed Diego's neck and cheek again. Diego relaxed a bit and concentrated win enjoying their coupling again. Luke's thrusts were getting longer, deeper, more intense. Both of their bodies were now sleek with sweat, fresh, young, sweet and steamy, covering the boys from head to toe. Luke's strokes in and out of Diego were now producing soft slurping sounds, driving both of them wilder. Diego was beginning to feel a wave of heat emanating from Luke's penis inside him spread around his body in all directions. It was as if a small fire was starting to burn at the point of their joining, melding them together even stronger. Luke moved and suddenly a jolt of electricity went through Diego's body. His dick instantly got hard as steel and Diego yelped out in surprise. "What? What's the matter?" Luke asked with concern, stopping his movements. "Um, not sure," Diego replied in embarrassment. "All of a sudden my dick went all hard, like a piece of steel ..." "Oh, I must've hit your prostate," Luke chuckled. "My what?" Diego inquired. "Your prostate!" Luke chuckled again. "Man, Diego, I see that Mr Frank does need to have that puberty lecture with you!" Luke nuzzled the back of Diego's neck gently. "A prostate, it's like your pleasure spot," Luke explained, "like a girl's g-spot, only boys got theirs inside, you see. My dick must have hit yours, and that's when you saw stars, he-he!" "Oh," Diego whispered shyly. "Yeah," Luke whispered back. "Enjoy it, babe! You're gonna get a blast!" Luke resumed his gentle slow thrusts. Luke's thrusts became faster, more powerful. His hand traveled down Diego's flat stomach and grabbed his bouncing erect member. Diego hissed gently in unexpected pleasure. His head spun ever more wildly. Luke's hand on his dick, fondling, kneading it gently, lovingly. Luke's long fingers stroking his ball sack. The feeling was heavenly. No, better than that. It was hellish too. Diego's lithe body bent and writhed, pressing harder back against Luke. Ah. Luke's hand caressing Diego's chest, sleek with sweat, brushing his hard nipple. O-o-o-o-o-o. More fire, urgent deep heat coming from Luke's thrusts, spreading throughout Diego's body, from his toes to the tips of his ears, merging them closer. Luke moving inside him. Deeper, deeper, more of him, please! Diego's butt muscles closing tighter around Luke's precious intrusion weapon, pulling him deeper inside Diego's gut. Luke's hot breath on Diego's neck and face getting heavier, more rugged. Luke's hard taut muscly chest and stomach feel so hot, so intimate now, enveloping Diego from behind, loving him through Luke's silky sweat soaked skin. Luke's sweet breath getting closer. Were is he? There! Diego's and Luke's burning lips meeting together, merging, hungrily, frantically, urgently. Luke's hand squeezing Diego's testicles, holding his slender straining dick tight in his strong fist. Luke's hips making one last urgent thrust, plunging Luke further and further inside Diego, reaching his innermost depth. Luke's dick growing, growing, expanding inside, getting impossibly rigid for a moment. Time stopping still. "A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a!!!!" The boys exploded together. The world faded away and then slowly came back. Blood was still thumping in Diego's ears. He felt Luke's hand continue to gently fondle his sensitive genitals. They were still joined together, and he could still feel Luke inside him. "Wow, elf-prince," Luke whispered in Diego's ear, "I think we've both just been to the stars and back. How did you like it?" Luke's mouth reached forward and he kissed Diego's cheek and chewed softly on the corner of Diego's lip. Diego exhaled a stifled half-sob and turned his face towards Luke. "Mmmm-mph," he locked his lips on Luke's mouth. "That good, eh?" Luke chuckled, coming up for air. Diego brought over his hand and caressed Luke's face: "I think I still haven't come back from the stars," he said with a sweet smile, his warm brown eyes glowing with moist happiness. "That's okay," Luke kissed Diego's lips softly. "You can stay there for a while. I think I know now why you wanted a spaceship that day when we first kissed. But you'll still have to explain to me that thing about a robot!" They both laughed merrily. Diego's chest was still heaving as Luke's hand continued to caress it tenderly. Diego slowly turned around and Luke slipped out of him. "No, no, Diego, wait," Luke protested, but not in time. Diego turned towards him, lay on his side and gazed at Luke sweetly. He reached forward and stroked Luke's cheek. "Aww-w, I really wanted to stay inside you longer," Luke pouted with a gentle smile. "It was amazing, being going together like this ..." "Next time," Diego smiled back. "And yeah, it was amazing ... It was the best thing in the world ... Ever ..." The boys continued smiling at each other silently as they gently touched each other's faces. "Guess I'm no longer a virgin now too," Luke remarked with a chuckle. "I think we've already established that you weren't a virgin after I made love to you," Diego chuckled back. "Well, Diego, you know what I mean," Like grinned as his eyes twinkled wickedly. "Yeah, yeah, I do," Diego agreed. He reached down and took hold of Luke's dick gently. Luke sucked in his breath. "I guess you're allowed to celebrate, he-he!" Diego giggled, as he gave Luke's mostly deflated penis a slight pull. "Oh, my god, Diego, you're fucking kidding me!" Luke wrapped his arm around Diego's torso and pulled him close. "Having been up another boy's butt -- that would have happened sooner or later. But being with you, like this, yeah, that's worth celebrating!" "Aren't you the perfect Prince Charming today!" Diego giggled. He stroked Luke's back and his buttocks, still covered in a rich sheen of sweat. "Yeah, right!" Luke kissed Diego's nose. "I donno if Prince Charming produced so many ... he-he ... smells and bodily fluids ..." "Oh, I think he might have," Diego countered with a grin. "When he and Sleeping Beauty got between the sheets to make some sweet love ... Well, the storybooks leave that part out, don't they?" "Diego, babe," Luke laughed as he fiddled with Diego's hair, "you look all sweet and innocent, but behind those long eyelashes you've got a bit of a dirty mind. I like it!" Diego grinned at Luke brightly. "And speaking of smells, bed-sheets and bodily fluids," Luke continued, "we'll definitely need to do laundry after this ..." "Think Ms Margie will notice something?" Diego asked with a sudden worry in his voice, as he lifted his head. "Donno, but even if she does, she's far too sweet to say anything," Luke chuckled. "Oh, my god!" Diego groaned as he rolled away from Luke. "Relax, Diego, babe, relax," Luke rolled on top of Diego and stared into his face, smiling. "If you're really worried, we can pre-wash the sheets here by hand first. It'll be okay then." "Pffff-fff," Diego exhaled in relief. He embraced Like and kneaded the back of Luke's neck. "I never knew it'd be so hard to be a gay kid ..." "It has its bonuses," Luke chuckled. He wriggled his pelvis and the boys' dicks mashed closer together. Diego's dick twitched noticeably against Luke's body. "Yes, it does!" Diego agreed. Luke leaned his head down and the boys shared a long slow tender kiss. Luke rolled off Diego and lay next to him, their hands joined. "Luke," Diego whispered quietly. "It was amazing. Totally amazing. I don't think I'll ever feel like that again. Ever. Thank you." Luke turned on his side and nestled closer to Diego. "Diego, babe, if you think if was amazing for you, I still haven't come back from those stars. My brain's probably visiting our supernova just 'bout now, he-he," Luke whispered back. He nuzzled Diego's neck gently. "And the first time, being together like this, of course it's special," Luke continued. "But there'll be other times after that, I promise you that! I've got plans for us, and lots of dirty new ideas brewing up in my mind already!" Luke looked up at Diego with a playful sparkle in his green eyes. "I think you're gonna like them!" Diego sighed and chuckled gently. "We're gonna really stink like hell tomorrow morning," he commented. "It's okay, I don't care," Luke countered as he stroked Diego's smooth chest. "Hey, it'll give us an excuse for another super sexy morning shower, he-he!" "Oh, god, you're incorrigible!" Diego laughed. "You said it, man!" Luke confirmed emphatically. "Now let's go to sleep. I feel beat. Making love to you is really hard work, Diego ..." Luke yawned widely and lay of his back, putting his hands behind his head. "Oh, dear, I think we might have to work on your endurance then," Diego smirked gently, "but you're right, we need the rest." "I'm gonna get you for this ... later ...," Luke yawned again. He sighed and closed his eyes. Diego nestled closer to Luke and rested his head on Luke's chest. He cupped Luke's genitals with his hand gently. "That's better," Diego thought, "this is mine now." Diego shut his eyes and sleep quickly overtook him. ************************