Eddie

Down from the Mountains

His cock was going hard in my hand. “Is it ok if I just quietly nurse on it?”

“Wow. How did I get lucky enough to finally catch you?”

Damn. I loved the taste, the smell, the touch and the feeling of his cockhead in my mouth. I was almost surprised it wasn’t talking to me.

It was almost like I was a nursing baby. As I felt his fingers probe my hole.

But although that seemed so peaceful, the descent from the mountains seemed like the most difficult time in my life up until then.

I was glad Eddie was so confident in the future, because that was about all I could try to hold onto. The morning had easily exceeded any expectations or even fantasies I might have dared to have, but now we were returning to life: practice, work, demands on Eddie’s time, his girl, and god only knew what else.

Sure, Eddie was older than me, and stronger, as well as more popular and everything else. At that point I hardly felt smarter, and certainly way more selfish and way more immature.

Would he still love me once he was around other people? Would I have to beg for time, and worry that I was taking him away from others?

I quietly sighed, and tried to suck on his cock as peacefully as I could. As I sighed, Eddie gently rubbed my cheek, and even leaned over and kissed it. I hated crying, but the tears flowed. “Don’t worry, baby. But you also don’t need to hide your tears from me.”

Of course his saying that made me really cry for a bit, as Eddie somehow slowly came into my mouth, while I sucked deeper and deeper, all the way to his pubes.

Fuck. What a mess I felt like. But somehow the bigger mess I was the more Eddie seemed to genuinely love me, as I slowly milked him into my mouth, massaging his balls to make sure I got everything I could, somehow wanting to fill my entire body with him, even as he wiped my tears onto his cumming cock, somehow lubing it, as well as my mouth, even as he fingered my hole.

Did he really say “don’t worry, baby. I will prove how much I love you”?

I rested with his softening cock in my mouth, and even must have fallen asleep for at least a few minutes, since I awoke to him stopping just before we pulled onto the main road back into town, where he gently pushed me back onto the seat as he climbed on top of me to kiss me, slow, deep and strong, even as his cock hardened one more time, as he mounted me and loved one last load into me, making sure he was buried all the way to his pubes, and somehow even a bit more, making sure that they rubbed against my swollen hole as he bred me one more time before returning to civilization.

At that moment I knew he had claimed me, and I knew I had turned myself over to him, despite my fears for the future, even as he checked to make sure I had shot as well as he bred me, and used his hand to mix my seed with his as he wiped it across my tongue, then kissed me one more time.

I closed my eyes and melted into him, hoping this would be yet one more moment I would never forget.

He helped us both put ourselves together, more or less, making sure my hand was still on his cock and balls as we drove into town, and he made sure to keep me close to him.

I was still only halfway thinking as we pulled into town, and as he headed towards where he had picked me up. I totally missed him almost stopping but slowly passing it, and actually driving me home, where he pulled in and dropped me off, even as my mom came out and said hello.

Fuck. Was he really going to kiss me right in front of her?

My heart stopped. Eddie knew it, and smiled as he let me get out of the other side, smiling at me with those eyes that I knew just fucked me. Damn. Even that felt amazing. Then, even with his pants still open, he rolled down his window and nonchalantly said hello to her, as he told me thanks, and said he would see me at 3:30.

Shit. I tried to act as normal as possible as I walked inside, glad my mom seemed unfazed as she headed off on whatever errand she was running.

What a relief. First, I had no idea he would have done that. Either drove me directly home, or talked to my mom. Second, I couldn’t tell whether I was happy, or somehow sad in fact, that he hadn’t actually kissed me in front of her. And third, I thought of cleaning up, since I knew I couldn’t help but smell like sex…

I slowly headed up to my room, the disheveled mess that I was, both physically and mentally.

I walked into my room, put my things down, and saw one single rose in the corner of my desk. Of course I knew it hadn’t been there before, so I was mystified. Even more so as I saw a little note attached. “Just in case you’re wondering whether I’m not thinking about you, this minute, and every other one.”

Fuck. I knew the writing. But how the hell had he managed that?

My heart was trembling. I started wondering whether I shouldn’t just leave myself as I was, smelling so much like him. I could even smell his cologne on me, as I even put two fingers in my ass to get some of him on them before licking them.

Shit. Was the dude an angel, or some kind of devil? Not that I cared. Just that I couldn’t believe it possible that my heart could be fuller. At the same time knowing that it would be pretty hard for my ass to be any fuller.

I breathed deep. Tried to think through what a crazy wonderful morning it had been. And there he had somehow made sure that there was a sign waiting for me? From him. That I was sure of. I rubbed my face, still even feeling some of his cum mixed up with the residue from my tears, and my cum. Almost certain at least some of his piss was mixed in there somewhere as well, as it first occurred to me that all either of us had eaten all morning was each other.

I felt like I could have died right then and been happy and content. I felt like we had lived a lifetime in just a few hours. My heart was beating more slowly and peacefully than I even thought possible.

Fuck. A half hour had already gone by.

Would I really get to see him again in just another hour and a half?