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Fucked By The Rich Kid

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As much as I'd like to tell you all about what happened next with Shawn and me, I can't really do that right now. I wish I could say that it ended up all great and that he and I were still seeing each other but something happened shortly after I had came inside Shawn that neither of us expected to happen: Shawn's parents had returned home a day early and saw the two of us having sex. Of course my mom didn't believe it when they called her because she knows her little angel isn't gay...or at least that's what I'd like her to think.


“We are going to fight this Mark,” came the voice of my mom suddenly snapping me out of my mind which was deep in thought. I looked over at her from where I sat at the breakfast table and then took a bite of my cereal which was now soggy.

“I would know if my baby was gay or not, for God's sake I'm your mother,” she said half angrily as she chewed on the pancake that I had turned down. I knew my mom was disturbed by all of this but she kept giving me this look like for some reason she didn't believe me. I ignored her looks knowing that she was just overly worried about me. One thing you got to know about my mom is that she would be willing to defend me even if I had killed someone...that's just the kind of mom she is...almost perfect.


“Did you tell dad yet,” I asked my mom as she immediately shook her head no. “If I did he would be wanting to go over there and kick someone's ass,” my mom said in absolute anger.

“Mom!” I said in a way that a mother might scold her child as she cussed. Even though my mom had her temper about her, from an early age on she had made it a fine tuned point to never cuss in front of people. Her cussing alerted me to just how upset she was and I didn't dare argue with her right now. I didn't have a problem with cussing but I did respect her rule about no cussing in the house even though she clearly broke it.


“It's better that your father doesn't know about this anyways. I'm sure the word will get out and he will hear it and when he does we are going to have to stop him like always,” said my mom as she was looking past me, out of the window and into a deep memory that made her expression go blank. I looked away and continued to eat my cereal in silence as the scene from last night kept playing in my head . I threw my cereal down the garbage disposal and walked up the stairs to my tiny cluttered room.


Several times I got a call from him... each time I couldn't answer it because I didn't know who was really on the other end of the phone. Could it be his parents seeing if I was going to break their rule about no more contact with Shawn? Was it really Shawn? I had no real way to tell if it was him and so I purposely turned off my phone and lay on my bed as a tear rolled from my eye and I let it rest on my cheek in sadness.


“Honey, can I talk with you,” came the voice of my mom, startling me since I didn't hear her come up the stairs and enter my room. I quickly wiped the tear away but I think she saw it. I couldn't appear to be weak, I had to look tough and strong.


“Mark,” began my mom as she held a large black plastic covered box. She came to my bed and sat on the edge of it and peeled back the plastic revealing an old beat up box. She looked at me with those eyes that I only seen far too often when something was deeply bothering her. She opened the box and took out the top glamor shot of a very attractive woman. I looked at the picture and had to admit that the picture was very hot. My mom must have seen my expression and quickly put the photo back.

“Who was that mom...why are you showing me this for?” I asked her feeling really confused. My mom shook her head slowly as a single tear crept from her eye but she quickly wiped it away.


“Mark...this picture you have just seen wasn't anyone you know...at least not NOW,” she said with a hint of a plot twist. I was now thoroughly interested. I sat up and looked at my mom directly in the eyes but she looked away. “Dam it for those generational curses,” said my mom as she broke into tears. I hugged her as she hugged me back lightly.


After about a minute she was finally ready to say what she wanted to tell me for what seemed like an eternity. “That picture...WAS your father,” she said as she let out a huge breath of air of relief from holding back an apparent deep dark secret for so long. I looked back at the box and tore it open and looked at the picture as my mom feebly tried to stop me less than half heartedly but then surrendered and turned her head in shame over my dad.


The picture was so vivid...and it in no way looked like my dad at all. I knew that this must be real but I would have never guessed this to be real in a million years. I slowly put the photo back into the box and froze in a panic state of mind. What does this mean now? What do I do?


“Your father was what the world calls a drag queen,” my mom said suddenly looking straight at me. “When I first met him I honestly thought he was a she but obviously later on that night I found out that she was actually a he.” I looked directly at my moms eyes which were looking into mine with some sort of “I'm sorry for not telling you” look.


“He was the best drag queen on Bourbon street for seven years straight...until I met him and through the Lord Jesus he found out who he really was,” said my mom with a smile on her face. “We both entered the “Love Won Out” program which converted gay and lesbians into straight happy couples. Lots of people never made it through the program but your dad and I got married just one year later and that's when I found out the happiest thing of my life,” she said as she looked at me while placing her hand on my knee. “I found out I was pregnant,” she said with joy, suddenly forgetting her sadness.


“Can I be alone please?” I asked my mom as I pulled back and away from her. She got this really hurt look on her face but she knew somehow what was going on. She stood up and started to walk to the door and then stopped and turned around and looked at me.

“Did you?” she asked with a pause as she expected an answer from me. I couldn't lie to her but I couldn't tell the truth either. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her quiver and she slowly left the room and closed it so very slowly that I knew that she knew. I later heard her crying from downstairs.


The day grew darker an soon the night had arrived and my dad was back from work. His shift ended at 7pm . While his friend John started working at the electric company. I heard him come in and my mom put on a really nice cover act but my dad knew something was wrong. I listened to the whole conversation from my bedroom but my mom wouldn't talk or say anything. Suddenly without warning as if two and two connected, my dad said “Oh my God he knows!” Then there was silence. This moment was not going to be easy and I knew it. I wanted to pretend to not be listening and just act like I was sleeping but almost involuntarily I rose, walked to the top of the stairs to stand where I saw my dad looking at my mom with tears in his eyes. They both turned and looked up at me in surprise. Dad was glued to the spot even though I knew he wanted to run in fear of my rejection or disapproval.


“I'm gay,” were the words that flew out of my mouth without me even thinking. My mom grabbed at her heart as if she was going to have a heart attack and my dad just stared at me. I stood there staring at the eyes of my dad who refused to look away as I also refused to look away. My dad shook his head and began to break down as he slumped to the floor and began to cry. My mom walked out of the room towards the kitchen. I couldn't move...even though I wanted to comfort my dad.


“It's my fault,” he said in between sobs. My feet started walking on their own again. I found my way to where my dad was and sat next to him and put my arms around him and hugged him. He just sat there but he didn't hug me back as if he wasn't worthy to hug me.


My feet began once more as I found my way back into my room as if it were some weird dream from which I'd soon wake and hear my mom and dad laughing downstairs. The dream did not end as I lay on my bed again just wanting to escape all of humanity.


I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked over at the clock and it read 2:36 am. I looked at my phone...the number was restricted but I answered it without speaking. I heard the scared breathing of someone and I knew it was Shawn. “Meet my outside,” came a voice which was for sure Shawn's voice. I quickly stood up and grabbed my back pack I had kept from my High School days, packed it full of clothes and ran down the stairs and then stopped at the door.


“Do you love him Mark?” asked my dad as I saw him sitting at the kitchen table with a full glass of rum.

“Yes,” I said weak from fear. “Don't deny your love son...you go and do what you have to do and if you're wrong in the end...I think the Lord will forgive you,” he said as he swallowed a huge draft of the rum.

“I love you dad,” I said as I opened the front door and walked out into the night where I saw Shawn standing by his car.


We ran to each other; we hugged each other and kissed each other passionately as we met. I pulled back from Shawn and looked into his eyes. My hands still firmly on his cheeks from the kiss. “Where are we going,” I asked him.

“Anywhere but here,” he said as we kissed one more time and both got into the car.


I knew that I could be in some really big trouble for not finishing my community service but all I could think about was running away with Shawn and falling so much more deeply in love with him. I had never felt this way about another human being in my whole life.


As we drove... I noticed after about an hour of silence that we had passed the Kansas border and we were now in Colorado. We may have been escaping our families and would have each other but the one thing we could no longer escape was the fact that both of our parents knew now that we were gay. We had to face this one day and we both silently knew this.


“I brought enough money to last as long as we need to stay gone,” Shawn said briefly looking over at me. I placed my hand on his leg and squeezed it softly.

“A half a million should be about right...what you think?” asked Shawn as I just stared at him with my mouth wide open. Shawn cracked a big smile now suddenly.

“I forgot that seems like a ton to you,” he said with a small chuckle.

“Fuck! A hundred bucks sound like a lot to me,” I said loudly. Shawn looked at me with those eyes...those blue green eyes. Why had I not payed attention to this before? His eyes...they were not black like most Spanish people. Even though the situation was still very tense, I could feel that his own tensions were leaving his body for every mile we went further away from Kansas.


“What am I going to do about my community service that I still owe you and your family?” I asked after about an hour and a half of driving. Shawn shook his head and kept looking forward.

“I'll handle it,” he said with the utmost confidence that he had things under control. I didn't really feel like arguing even though I knew it would take more than money to make his current problem go away. “Lets just think about where we are headed for and get there before we start to worry too much,” Shawn said looking at me for about three seconds.


The car drove on and on, only stopping occasionally for gas. It was starting to get light as the night had slipped away and it was now morning. We had some music to keep us awake but neither were in the mood to sing along right now. I was tired and I could tell Shawn was tired too. We needed to sleep if we were going to be able to think clearly about things.


Shawn found a little motel that stunk pretty bad and was poorly maintained but it would have to do for the sleep that we both needed badly. The first thing we did was strip naked and lay together just holding one another. The last thing I remember was looking into his smiling face and at his beautiful eyes which slowly closed as did mine soon after.
 
Nice continuation, even with the tension. I wasn't expecting the twist with his father! Very good sneak attack.

Young love and heartache. You have a good story working.
I'm looking forward to your next post.

Thanks for sharing your talents and fantasies with us.
 
You're serious about making this an interesting, twisted story with an erotic side. I'm liking it. Let's keep driving. I hate this motel.
 
This is a very touching chapter - an excellent story all round!
 
It had been a nearly two months since Shawn and I had left from our homes and out into the world. I don’t know how Shawn had managed to talk his parents into lying to my probation officer and also keeping the story straight with my parents as well since they both really have not been talking to each other. I made sure to call my mom at least once a week but Shawn had not called his parents once. I had to be the one talking for Shawn. He did chat with then on a laptop that he bought and so they at least knew he was OK and that he wasn’t just dead somewhere.

It was about the 100th time today that I sat on a soft love seat in Aspen Colorado just staring at Shawn’s beautiful smile and his perfect body as he walked into the front room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He had that look on his face and I knew why. “That shower needs a lion tamer with it,” he said with a smile. I stood and tore off his towel and his cock was standing at attention. “Looks like it’s not the only thing that needs tamed,” I said as I kissed him while holding his damp moist body. I started to rub his crotch but he playfully backed off. “No way buddy, get in the shower, you smell like shit,” he said with that smile of his that made me want to lay him down and fuck him so hard. I stripped naked like a freak and grabbed his towel from him and snapped him with it and ran into the bathroom with him chasing me. I slammed the door shut and locked it laughing my ass off. I knew that I was in love with Shawn and this would not change.

The shower was pretty rough; the pressure on that head was extreme and nearly felt unbearable but at the same time it also was good too. The steam in the bathroom was so thick that I could hardly breathe after about 10 minutes and so I opened the door just a crack to let it vent out. I had just washed all of the soap out of my hair and face when I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist startling me. I turned slowly knowing it was Shawn and kissed him.

The water ran over his head and dribbled down his chest and into the both of us which were currently pressed against one another. My lips were locked on his lips and we kissed only pulling apart to stare into each other’s smiling faces. It sure was a damn good thing that this shower was a rather large shower, if we were going to get freaky here it would have more than enough room…including a full water proof padding that was placed along the wall to sit on…or for other reasons.

“You better start talking to your mom and dad before they cut off your money flow,” I said with a wicked grin while he kissed me in between our conversation. “They can’t touch it anymore, I called my lawyer and had my funds transferred over to a separate account last week, they can’t touch it now.” I kissed him gently as I rubbed his ass and he rubbed my cock which was hard beyond belief. “I only wish that your parents were more understanding. My mom has finally accepted that I’m gay now that my dad has been talking to her. I think it just took some time and understanding.”

The bell for the luxury suite we were in was currently being ringed by someone outside. “Fuck, just great,” Shawn said as he grabbed up a fresh towel and wrapped it around his waist and walked into the front room. I heard some talking for a bit but the voices I heard were not angry voices, in fact they sounded kind of cheery. I didn’t care really, as long as nothing was wrong I was just going to finish my shower.

I had came out to meet whoever it was that was sitting out in the main entertainment room only to see two identical twin brothers. They looked about mine and Shawn’s age, maybe a little older but they were both in business suits…and they looked pretty hot too. “I’ll be right there, let me get some clothes on,” I said as I walked into the main bedroom and slapped on some cloths rather quickly and then returned back to meet the two brothers who were now sitting while Shawn was making some hot cocoa.

“Hey Mark, my name is Dave and this is Ron. We own Crook Investigations and we were wondering if you heard some weird noises outside last night,” asked one of the twins, the one who looked less stressed out than the other one. I looked at Shawn because we both heard gunfire last night around 11:30 P.M. but we never called it in because the cops had arrived literally about 2 minutes after it happened and plus we didn’t want to draw attention to ourselves. “No, I’m sorry we didn’t hear anything last night, we both went out had a little fun at a friend’s house,” I said looking over at Shawn with a smile letting him know to play along and also making the story seem a bit more real.

“You don’t have to lie to us Mark, I know you heard the gunshots and it scared the shit out of you didn’t it,” said Ron standing up while Dave stood and partially grabbed at his brother who was seemingly trying to intimidate Mark. “I got this one Ron,” Dave said to his brother staring him in the eye as he stood right in front of him. Ron walked to the door and then looked back at me as I was breathing hard with anxiety while staring at Ron who had a very confused look on his face. “If I were you I’d get that pipe fixed soon,” said Ron as he looked at both Shawn and I as he opened the door and walked outside.

Dave sat down and so did I eventually as I realized that Dave wasn’t so hostile. Shawn brought in some hot cocoa and handed me one and was about to hand one to Dave but gave him this look first in which Dave apologized and then he was handed the cocoa. Dave took a sip of it and held onto the side of the cup as his hands were cold from outside. It may have been June but it felt like February.

“My brother hasn’t been the same since his accident he had nearly two years back. He nearly died when a truck crashed right into his car.” We both just sat and looked at Dave who looked out the window and saw that Ron was outside sitting on the hood of their pitch black Hyundai Sxi. “What did you want again,” Shawn said as he sipped his drink. I put my arm around Shawn to help him calm down as I could tell he was getting worked up. “There was a shooting last night and we have reason to believe that it was involving a very dangerous escaped convict from the Cannon City Super Max prison. If either of you see anyone suspicious walking around you give us a call,” said Dave as he handed me his card which had a golden encrusted outline on the card with the fancy ‘Crook Investigations’ logo splashed on it.

Dave stood up and walked to the door and smiled at both of us. “You two make a great couple,” Dave said. “Oh and if I were you, I’d check into the pipe situation that my brother talked about, he sometimes knows things before they happen,” he said as he nodded once and walked out the door. Shawn quickly jumped up and locked all 4 locks on the door. “We have to get the fuck out of here,” he said looking very scared. I stood up and gave him a huge hug and kissed him. “Let’s start packing,” I said without hesitation causing Shawn to smile as I completely agreed with him.

We had packed all of our stuff in 15 minutes and we were ready to get going just before it got dark. It’s a dam good thing we were traveling lightly because all we really had was some cloths and a few other things including the laptop so that if we needed to leave in a hurry it wouldn’t be a problem.

“You ready,” I asked as Shawn walked into the front room and stood next to the love seat with a backpack over his shoulder. He was wearing a thick sweater and a dark leather jacket. “As ready as I’ll ever be I guess,” he said as I opened the front door. I stopped for a split second as I heard water suddenly. I looked back towards the bathroom only to see water spewing out of the ceiling somewhere in there. “Holy shit…let’s just get the fuck out of here.”

We drove for about 3 hours stopping here and there to get some drinks and other stuff. The mountains were so awesome to see. We were literally right there and we never did even get to go skiing which is what Aspen was so popular for. I knew that I was going to miss Aspen, it just made me feel free for once in my life. Now we were on our way to Pueblo to the air port. Where we were going from there we hadn’t planned yet.

“I wonder what kind of trouble I’ll be in once I get back home. I mean, how long can our parents convince my parole officer that all is well?” Shawn shook his head as he continued to drive. “I don’t know but I know that with the right amount of money you can shut anyone up,” he said with a smile. “I hope you’re not going to tell her that we just left and hope that some sort of pay off will make it all good.” Shawn smiled and looked at me with those wicked devious eyes, “Of course not! You think I’m that crazy…I was going to hire a hit man,” Shawn said. I didn’t know what to think of what he said. He looked at me with that serious look. “Mark…I’m kidding,” he said laughing making me smile and shake my head slightly annoyed yet intrigued by his personality even more.

We had arrived at the airport easily enough and had bought our tickets for Boston Massachusetts. Shawn gave me a huge smile as if he knew something that I didn’t as we stood in line to hand in our tickets. “What,” I asked kind of annoyed by his silence. “I’m just so happy…for once in my life I know I met the person I want to be with for as long as I live,” Shawn said as he put his hand on my arm. I walked into his oncoming hug and for my first time in public, kissed him on the lips.

“Excuse me gentlemen, would you please refrain from doing that in public,” came the voice of an older woman dressed in an air port security uniform. We both turned around and looked at her. “I’m very sorry ma’am, it’s just that he just got done eating a donut earlier and I was getting the rest of the sugar off his lips,” said Shawn as the woman was clearly getting mad. I held Shawn back from speaking anymore with my hand on his chest and I gave him that look. “If you’re going to make this into a problem I could request a strip search,” the old fat ugly lady said with her teeth gritted as two more apparent air port security people stepped forward.

Shawn and I now found ourselves in a small room, completely naked as our contents were being dumped out onto a hard metal table where that ugly woman went through everything we owned. As she pulled out a new dildo that Shawn and I had bought about a week ago, she looked up at us and we just smiled as she shook her head. A male officer started to giggle a bit as he was only there to ensure the safety of the whole search. “Would you like to do the honors Ben,” asked the ugly foul mannered woman while looking at the middle aged police officer who shook his head. “Oh no thank you Barbara, but when you get to the lube I’d like to know if they have anything I haven’t heard of before,” he said as he began to crack up laughing. I couldn’t help but smile myself…naked and everything.

The woman finally left and Shawn and I were allowed to put our cloths back on. We were instructed to remain silent while we waited for the person who was suppose to come into the room to question us. It was only about 3 minutes into sitting there that a rather young looking male officer came into the room while you could hear laughing coming from behind him. “Yeah, just shove it up your ass Ben, I know you’d like that,” said the young looking officer as he came into the room and sat down opposite from us two. “They thought it would be funny for me to handle this for them,” said Officer Thomas, which was what his name tag said. “Since I joined here with them knowing that I was gay to begin with, they always assign me to these situations, and I’ll just say sorry for Barbara, she really needs to get laid…or maybe just admit that she is lesbian, either way is good for me,” said officer Thomas with the most serious expression on his face but Shawn and I were holding back our hysteria of laughter.

“OK, so it looks like you were supposedly giving Barbara a problem the report says,” officer Thomas flipped open the log book of reported incidents. “It was noted that you were rather sarcastic…not that I blame you,” he said looking up with a smile. “Other than a little disrespect, you two don’t really have anything wrong with you that we should know about? You’re not a terrorist are you? You’re not here to traffic drugs or anything are you?” Shawn looked at me and then back at Officer Thomas who was actually looking rather bored. I knew that he wanted to hurry along with us since we were technically on the same side here since he had seemingly gotten his fare share of snide remarks from his entire fellow employee’s. “Is she always on a constant PMS or was it because her sister died under that house in Kansas when it fell on her during a tornado,” asked Shawn in a slight whisper. Officer Thomas smiled a bit and lowered his voice, “Nothing like that really. She just found out that her husband is cheating on her…with a man,” whispered Officer Thomas as he winked at us. Both Shawn and I smiled.

We were let go about 20 minutes later and were pardoned with a strict warning from the she devil herself as her so called husband was waiting in the lobby area where I saw Officer Thomas walking towards. As I looked back one last time at the brave officer, I noticed that Barbara’s husband looked young enough to be her son…and that Thomas must have been implying something about them two as he sat next to Barbara’s husband and they exchanged those looks between each other. Shawn saw the same thing too as we both looked at each other and handed our tickets to the woman who let us walk into the plane.

“I think justice was served,” said Shawn as we sat down in our seats. I put my hand on his leg and looked deep into his eyes and smiled. “Thank God we have a few good officers that play on our team. Oh, and did you see the way officer Thomas greeted that bitches husband…justice seems to be served pretty well I think.” Shawn put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small black box and handed it to me. I looked at him and then at the box. As I opened the box I saw the golden ring…and then I looked up at Shawn who was looking at me with fear and excitement. My heart was about to leap out of my chest as I said…
 
“Shawn…I really don’t know if we should do this.” Shawn laughed and took the ring back, box and all. I was kind of weirded out by his response because I figured he would have gotten pissed off or something. “Your right, it’s too soon anyways,” he said as he shoved the box back into his pocket and looked down the aisle and gestured for the stewardess to bring some snacks. I put my hand on his leg and stared at him but he still kept looking away from me.

“Shawn,” I said softly with my heart currently aching with guilt. He turned slowly and looked at me but not before acting like he had something stuck in his eye in order to wipe a tear away. “Yeah, what’s up,” he asked with a fake smile. I knew he was really mad at me but I just knew that there was no way we could get married. “I’m sorry…” I said softly as I had his full attention. I literally looked into his soul in that moment and I saw the two of us a bit older than we were right now. It was weird, like some movie or something. I was laying on top of Shawn as I had my arms wrapped around him while he was smiling. It was as if we were doing a photo shoot of some kind. The picture that I last saw was burned into my mind in a sort of black and white photo.

“I do want to be with you for the rest of my life. In case you have any doubts about that, you can just forget every last one of them right now. I have no one else and I want only you,” I said as I softly placed my forehead on his forehead and then gently kissed. “Even if gay marriages were legal in the United States, I think I’d want to wait…you can call me old fashioned or whatever but fuck…I just want to remember this time of freedom that we have had together just like it has been,” I said as Shawn hugged me and whispered into my ear, “It’s legal in Massachusetts.” I pulled back from Shawn as his smile widened. I couldn’t speak due to all of the emotions as I put my hand on his cheek and then sat back into my comfortable first class seat.

After the plane had landed and we were drove to a hotel so we could stay for the night, I was pretty shook up still over the whole incident in the plane. He just popped the question so quickly to me I was shocked and couldn’t have said yes even if my heart was screaming it. I knew I was still pretty young and I wanted to enjoy being young while I still could. Besides, who in the hell wants to get married at 18 anyways?

Shawn and I sat in our hotel room on the nice soft sofa. We had settled for a much less expensive hotel this time, with it only being a 3 star hotel we really didn’t need such luxury. Our bags were still all packed and we were both exhausted from the trip. I looked at Shawn who had the same hurt look on his face since I had denied him marriage on the flight there. I knew I had to say something but I didn’t know what to say.

“Shawn, I just want to,” I was about to say something to maybe soothe him but he cut me off when he grabbed my shoulders and began to kiss me with some sort of fierce anger. It wasn’t really rough for me since I really didn’t mind it being rough and I totally just let Shawn do whatever he wanted.

My shirt was ripped off as the buttons on my shirt now found their way into the corners of the room or under other surfaces. He grabbed at my cock which was already hard from his initial pounce as he nibbled and sucked on my hardening nipple. I ran my fingers threw his soft hair as he looked up at me and then pushed me down onto the sofa and undid my belt on my pants and tore it out of the loops half savagely. He quickly undid my buttons and quickly tore off my pants and boxers as his soft and hot wet lips slid onto my cock head and all the way down my cock.

I squirmed because it had felt so fucking good. He grabbed my hands that were going threw his hair and pinned then down by my side. No matter how much I squirmed, he wouldn’t allow me to move my hands away from his strong grip.

His mouth was like hot butter as his tongue played tricks with my cock that made torrents of pre cum slosh out into his mouth. He let go of my hands and began to rub my chest, lightly scratching here and there which further intensified the blowjob.

I felt the cum welling up inside of me after about 5 minutes of this intense blow job and he stopped about 15 seconds before I was going to shoot the biggest load of my life. “Please don’t stop,” I insisted but he ignored me as he quickly took his clothes off and then had to stop me from touching myself so I wouldn’t ruin the momentous occasion. He quickly grabbed some lube out of his bag and applied it to his cock and picked my legs up.

I saw the look on his face as he slid his cock into my awaiting hole. He smiled with his eyes closed as he leaned over onto me and kissed me while pumping hard into my ass. He didn’t even give me time to warm up like usual; just rammed his cock into me and went at me like I was a piece of meat. I wasn’t in any pain even though I prefer that he starts slowly…in fact it was invigorating.

I was close to cumming again as he once again was leaning on me while he pumped his hot huge cock into my still tight hole as his arms were wrapped around me tightly. “Promise me that you’ll marry me,” he said as he slowed down and looked into my eyes. “Wha…” I said kind of caught off guard. He rammed his cock inside me so hard, rubbing on my prostate making me about to blow my load already. “Promise me that I will be the one you marry when it comes time for you,” he said as he slowed way down and with his lips next to my ear. “I promise,” I whispered as he looked at me and smiled while picking up his speed gradually.

I was close to cumming when I looked up at him as he began to slam his cock into my hole. With every thrust I could feel a huge torrent of cum ready to explode even without me touching my own cock. He suddenly lurched forward and I could tell that he came at the exact time that I did. He held onto me tightly and we kissed gently. His breath was sweet smelling as he placed his lips so closely to my neck while he was panting like he had just fucked me all day. “I’m glad you said yes…I couldn’t ever imagine feeling so much love other than from you,” he said as he picked his head up to look into my eyes. I put my hand on the back of his head as he layed it on my chest and kissed my nipple and eventually, with our bodies dripping wet, we fell into a peaceful sleep with our arms wrapped tightly around each other.
 
Ambrocious,
A most pleasant surprise. I had almost given up hope for the continuation of this love story.

I think you just made a lot of people very happy.

The passion between the boys is there. Intense, building, unending.

Thanks for giving us another glimpse at your two lovers on the run!
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