A Store in Pride Valley

I turned and kissed him. “Planning to keep me up all night?”

His face broke into a big grin.

“I’m falling in love with a middle school boy,” I shook my head.

“Well, I don’t think I ever was a middle school boy.” There was a tinge of sadness in his voice. “So maybe now’s my chance to be one.”

“Hey, baby, I actually like how excited you are by all this. You make me realize that any relationship I had in the past, not that there were many, but I realize how none of them was anything. Just having you touch my arm inexplicably thrills me.”

“Aaron, you make me feel young.”

“You are young, John.”

“I’m not talking about my age. And thirty-seven isn’t young, by the way, it's almost middle-age, which is of course not old.  Anyway, I’m talking about how you make me feel about life and how I see things now.”

I put my arms around him, “I’m so lucky,” I whispered.

“So am I,” said John. “But you’re luckier.” I felt his body jiggle as he tried to stifle his laughter.

“Asshole, but it’s too late. I’ve already fallen, and I don’t want to get up.”

“Let’s go get you that bratwurst; you’ll need your strength for later.”

“You promise?”

I shared a bite of my bratwurst with John. It all felt so good and right, and as I looked at him, a tiny seed of fear germinated in my head. ‘If something is too good to be true, it probably is.

We cleaned up, still as naked as the day we were born, and John walked me to his bedroom. “We won’t be able to do this when Susy gets here.”

Was this it? “Why?”

“Are you crazy? I’m not walking around the house naked with you. We’ll need to be more discrete, you know, such as wearing clothes. I’ll probably have to wear three pairs of underwear to hide the raging boner that you give me.” He gave a little snort. “Shit, excuse me.”

“Three pairs, huh?”

“Yeah. Hey, is something wrong? You got kinda quiet while we washed the glasses.”

I didn’t say anything.

“Aaron? Ronny? A-A-ron?”

I smiled. “I guess that because things seem so wonderful, and I’m so happy, that I’m wondering how long it will take me to ruin it or how long it will take for you to ruin it or for something to happen that will ruin it.”

“Well, obviously, you’ll be the one to ruin it.”

“Why do you say that?” I studied his eyes.

He smiled. “Look at you. You’re allowed to be this happy. You’re not going to ruin anything. I’m not going to ruin anything. I’m sure at some point we’ll disagree about something, but that’s not going to ruin it either.”

“I’m sorry,” I said to him. “I know what you’re saying is true, and I’m really not a pessimist. I’ve just never been this happy and felt that I’m finally with the right guy.”

“It’s OK, Aaron. We need to have these kinds of talks. We can’t go every day as though we’re OD’d on Xanax.”

I smiled a huge grin. “That is what it feels like.”

“I know, and it’s about to feel even better for me.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

“So, what do you have planned?”

“Several things,” he said, “culminating in a physical joining of the most wonderful man in the world with me.”

“Sounds exciting,” I exclaimed. “Can I watch?”

“Nope. No bystanders. I expect your full participation.”

“Oooo, will there be pictures? I need to start an album. Maybe we should call a professional photographer.”

“To take pictures of what exactly?”

“Hubba hubba.”

“We aren’t doing dick pics.” John was adamant.  

“Actually, I was thinking videos of the actual anal penetration and some slo-mo of the penile ejaculate squirting from the hole.” I could tell by the look in his eye that he was trying to determine whether I was serious. “I’m kidding. I don’t need you to post my poor lovemaking skills on the Internet.”

“You’re gonna drive me to drink.”

I grabbed his arm. “Come on baby.” I leaned toward his ear and licked his lobe. “You haven’t told me your plans.”

“I’m going to lie face down on the bed. Just like this.” He pulled the covers down and moved the pillows. Face down and spread eagle he positioned himself in the center of the mattress.

“Now what?”

“That’s up to you,” said John. He closed his eyes.

I got on my knees between his ankles. “I’m feeling a little tired. Maybe I should just sleep next to you.”

John didn’t move. “If that’s what you want.”

I didn’t move; I expected him to tell me what he wanted, but he remained silent, until I bent forward, pulled his cheeks apart, and ran my tongue across his exposed rosebud.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” he muttered.

“Shhh. You’ll ruin my concentration,” I whispered. I licked again. He moaned again. With each pass of my tongue, I deposited more saliva.

John moved his hands down and spread his cheeks even farther. I moved my hands up and under his chest. It wasn’t difficult to find his nipples; I knew they would be hard nubs. It didn’t take long to learn that about John. I felt a slight movement in his hips. He was either beginning to hump the bed, or he was pushing back to increase the friction between my tongue and his ass. I brought a hand back and circled his hole with my index finger. His sphincter was tight, but I slowly eased my finger into him.

His moans mingled with a ‘fu’ sound as he sucked air into his lungs. Those sounds encouraged me to probe deeper into him. I could tell my dick was rock hard, and each time I pushed my finger in, I wanted to stick my rod into him. John moaned more loudly, and his grip on my fingers was slightly less tight. I moved forward on his body until the head of my cock was pressed against his cunt. I tilted up and pushed down. The resistance was short-lived, and at least two inches of my dick entered him.

“Oh, fucking hell,” John exclaimed as his head popped up. “Shit, Aaron, you’re fucking huge. Aw, shit, babe.”

I did my best to relax back without pulling out. “Keep breathing, nice and slow and deep. 

After a couple of minutes, John muttered, “OK, I’m ready.”

I pushed and pulled in the smallest increments possible. I slowly had my entire dick inside him. “It burns, but it feels good, too. How the fuck is that possible?” John grunted softly. “I can’t believe you’re inside me. Will you come inside me, baby? I want you so much, Aaron.”

“Slow and steady, Johnny. I’ll take you. I’ll fill you the way you want.” I kissed the back of his neck. My thrusts had a little more force. His moans sounded pleasurable, and I got lost in the intense pleasure. I moved in and out of him with longer strokes and more speed. His squeals with verbalizations of ‘Yes’ and ‘mmm’ only prompted me to continue. When John released his ass cheeks to claw at the mattress, my excitement crescendoed. I tried to push myself even deeper into him, and when I reached my climax, I shuddered in a way that I never had before.

My body rested completely on his. My lips near his ears; my member still hard and in him, I kissed him. “I know I love you, Johnny. I want to be with you forever.”

“Do you still want to marry me?” he asked.

“I’d marry you yesterday if I could,” I replied.

“How about tomorrow? I’ll make some calls.”