Chapter Ten

Happiness is not a horse, you cannot harness it.

– Russian Proverb

Mike picked himself up from the ground, the grass blades wedged tightly in his facemask and he looked up, and saw the stands full of people, shocked, dismayed, just milling around. He felt so empty as he got to his feet and headed towards the sidelines and the walkway to the locker rooms.

There golden run was all over and they had it, it was there but for one stupid rotten wild pass by Casey, the Quarterback. Fuck, one day that guy would learn how to bloody well lead a receiver and maybe then they could win championship games.

The anger was burning in him, as he walked with his head down towards the walkway. He had really wanted to win this game, to be the best out there and hopefully get a game ball, this one for his real hero, for Billy. But Casey had fucked that up tonight; the guy simply had been way off target, not just this last time but through the whole damn game.

Their half time pissing match had at least brought them back, and yet it wasn’t enough. DAMN! That last pass should have been in his hands, he had the damn time, but no, instead he tossed it out of the damn end zone and tossed their chance of victory with it. Man when he got inside, Casey would know it that was for sure.

“HEY … GOOD GAME MIKE” a voice yelled, that made him stop. He had been so consumed by his anger at Casey that he had forgotten where he was. There he was, the voice, the one who he had let down and he could feel his heart twisting in pain as he sauntered over to talk.

“Hey Mike, come on man, you played a hell of a game, I am so stoked man.”

“Stoked? Come on Billy, I should have had that one, well, should have maybe gotten closer to it.”

“Fuck that man, it was way over your head and besides, you only catch em big boy, you don’t throw em. Hehe”

“Oh you are a riot… look man, I am sorry Billy, I really wanted to catch it, I mean…”

“Shit, don’t matter, there is always next year, and besides, I’ll practise with you over the winter, we can toss the ball around some at my place… can’t we?”

Billy just smiled as he said it all. Mike saw the gleam growing in the pale blue eyes and he could feel his heart no longer in pain, well not so much anyway. He smiled as Billy laid emphasis on ‘toss the ball’ and he knew what he was saying.

How the hell did he get so lucky? He just stared at Billy for a few seconds, taking in the tall slender young man, the short-cropped blonde hair, the big ears, the nose, freckles, all of it that made up Billy. Damn, he was so fucking gorgeous it was unreal that no one had snapped him up before, and here he was, shortly to reside not just in the same house, but in the same bed while his parents left for merry old England.

Talk about having it all, he was popular in school, his grades had risen fantastically to where he now stood 5th in his class, and more importantly than all that, every night he got to lay next to the most awesome stud in the universe.

“Quit your day dreaming boy… we got get our butts home, or you planning something else?”

“Yeah right Billy, hey, thanks man, I wish we had won, but…”

“Yeah I know, hey Mike… far as I am concerned…” Billy stopped and looked around, making sure no one could see or hear him. “…far as I am concerned…”

“what?”

“you still have a hot butt….hehe”

with that he walked away whistling, and Mike just stood there, watching him sashay down the path towards the parking lot, his whistling getting faint but Mike could still his eyes, the sparkle as he told him about his butt, and how much love he saw buried within that hot blonde haired beauty.

Fuck, he was right too, who cared about a game, he had what no one his age ever had, he had a real true to life lover, one who shared his thoughts as well as his body. Damn, he wished he could just shout it out and grab little Billy Bradford and hoist him high up in the air and tell the world how much he loved him. Well, maybe one day, not tonight, least not out at the 50-yard line, but one day, he would make sure of that.

As he walked up the stairs, Billy nestled up close against his sweat soaked body, he sighed deeply, wondering just how much longer this wonderful dream world would exist. He was so scared he would wake up and it would all be gone, but at least for now, he was still off in dreamland enjoying his fairy tale love.

“We’ll never wake up Mike” Billy’s voice said and Mike stopped at Billy’s bedroom door. He looked over into the shimmering blue eyes and he saw the passion that just seemed to explode outwards, towards him.

“I never want us to Billy… never”

“Then it won’t, as long as we don’t want it to.”

Billy reached up, one hand gently touching Mike’s chin and he felt the soft peach fuzz and the coarse mud from the field. He breathed deeply, smelling the stale sweat and the odour of a man who had fully exerted himself. It made him swoon a little, and he rocked in Mike’s arms for a second, his eyes closed briefly, his heart pounding, then he opened the eyes and kissed his man, tasting the sweat, tasting the cool flesh and it made his body tingle.

“You stink, but man it drives me nuts… come on Mike time for our victory ritual.”

“Come on Billy, really… we didn’t win you know…”

“Oh? Oh… you mean that silly game? Since when did that matter to me?”

“Well… I don’t know but …”

“Man, every night that you come home to me, here, that is my victory Mike… mine.. you understand?”

“Billy… damn it … yes I understand”

“Good, now come here man of mine and kiss me, I have been dying for your lips since you left me standing behind the truck with a fucking hard on to go play this stupid game of yours… now kiss me”

Mike laughed and he grabbed Billy in his arms and pulled him close, feeling his ribs as they crushed into his own body and suddenly it all vanished. His disappointment, his anger, everything just left him as he held onto Billy’s body.

He had him tight, and his lips crushed fully into Billy’s mouth, pressing against those thin pale red lips, tasting his love, feeling it growing as he kissed him again and again. It was a wonderful feeling, something that he could never get enough of.

Billy slapped Mike’s butt hard and they broke apart, laughing, as they both seemed to remember Billy’s earlier comment at the walkway after the game. It brought a smile to Mike’s face that in turn made Billy simply glow with pleasure. The mere sight of a happy Mike made him tingle and get all fuzzy and warm inside. It was as if, that was his one true mission, to see Mike smile and what a smile.

Billy took Mike into the room, carefully closing the door and then he just stood there, looking at Mike’s dirty frame. He still had his uniform one, only the shoulder pads and chest gear were off, back at school. The dirty number 85 jersey hung loosely over his rather full body and it was covered in dirt.

Billy quickly went into the bathroom and Mike could hear the water starting to run. Well, their ritual was on, and he smiled, a small twinge inside him all that was left of his disappointment. Funny, when he was with Billy, he felt like he could conquer the world, when they were apart, he felt like he would struggle to simply tie his shoelaces up. He never felt so empty as he did when he wasn’t within sight of Billy, and yet, this whole thing was no more than what, 3 months old?

He wished he knew more about life and of being in love. Mike was sure that he loved Billy, but then again, maybe it really wasn’t love but his hormones kicking in. I mean, here he was, 16, a football player, track athlete, and he had only slept with a girl once and no one else until Billy. Could it simply be that he was a desperate psuedo virgin trying to compensate for his lack of sexual experience?

It still scared him; the way Billy could make him feel so damn horny and so amazingly happy. How could people say gay sex was perverted? Okay, yeah he could see how, in a way, I mean a cock in an asshole, well it didn’t lend itself to a pretty picture, but damn it, it felt so right, so good when Billy did it, he only had one complaint, and that was that Billy didn’t do it to him more often. So much for society and their hang-ups.

Mike waited, knowing better than to do anything other than toss his bag to the corner and get his runner’s off his feet. Mike had tried one time to speed up the process and man the way Billy looked, he almost was in tears.

It was strange really, he only wanted to help Billy out, and instead he had made him come close to tears. God that was an awful feeling, even now weeks later he could still feel the bile in his throat as he heard Billy’s voice catching, how he had looked so crest fallen when he came out of the bathroom to find Mike down to his shorts.

Well, he had learnt that lesson, and now he waited patiently. Besides, he found that making Billy sad, well that really was a painful feeling; it almost tore his heart apart, seeing his eyes filled with tears. It hadn’t dawned on him that Billy wanted to make it very special, to show him that he was loved and special, which is why the ritual.

He should of known too; Billy was one for rituals and traditions. Shit, the guy had his toothbrush lined up next to the tube of paste, the dental floss, the cup to rinse and then he had laughed, cause next to it all, he had a snapshot of Mike.

Billy had said it was for when Mike stayed at his own home, he needed to have his reminder that Mike was real and part of his life. It never really sunk in until that night, when he had rushed, just how much Billy did love him. It wasn’t a sex thing really, it was so much more than that, and he knew it, he just didn’t want to face it.

The sound of Billy’s whistling made him smile again. He could see his little body rushing to and fro in the bathroom, the water getting nice and steamy hot, the scent of peaches or maybe apricots filling the room, he would be lighting several candles in the room, each of them specially scented to add their own special aroma to the room. Towels would cover the floor, so as not to let too much of the water drain down..

God, he could see it all and he could feel his pulse quickening as his mind conjured it all up. Damn Billy, he knew how to make him feel so special, and what had he done for him? Okay, so he hugged him and gave him his body, that wasn’t enough, he wished he could have given him that game ball tonight and once more he felt the slight pain in his chest for the failure. Billy deserved it, and he couldn’t deliver.

Tears were close as the door to the bathroom opened and Billy came out. Unlike the other times, he wasn’t naked. He had on a brilliant orange jersey… the black number 85 in bold emblazed the front of the tunic and Mike couldn’t believe it.

Around the big bold letters, small letters were etched around it, simple and yet it made him catch his breathe. He could feel his chest heaving, the sudden sight of those simple little words.  ‘MY HERO’ around the numbers, and damn it, he had lost the game and still he was Billy’s hero. Fuck, he knew he was not going to get through the night without spilling tears.

Billy simply walked up to him, his hard 6 inch cock poking out from under the full length football jersey. He could see the turmoil in Mike’s face, and he knew how much the game had meant to him, and he ached for his friends loss, and he gritted his teeth, determined to make Mike forget the whole game, the whole night, and instead, just to remember how much he was loved.

He never said a word, he just walked towards Mike and he reached up a bit, put both of his hands firmly on Mikes face and brought it down. He kissed him, full on the lips, a gentle bit of pressure to make Mike feel his presence, then he reached down, his hands brushing gently across his cheeks, then down to his shoulders and down his arms to his waist.

His hands softly picked up the dirty jersey, pulling it up and forcing Mike to lift his arms. As he did, Billy breathed in deeply, smelling that special scent, of stale sweat and man. It almost made him cum right then and there but he fought for control and only allowed his cock to jerk freely in the wind.

Billy moved his body inwards, as he lifted the shirt up and over Mike’s head. He held it up, the arms fully extended up and he kissed mike hard in the hollow of his neck. His tongue flashed out, licking the salty flesh, making the body suddenly tremble with pleasure and anticipation.

The jersey was tossed and Mike’s tear stained eyes gazed deeply into Billy’s cool blue eyes. The sparks seemed to fly between them and Mike found himself leaning forward as Billy hugged him hard and fully.

The contact of Billy’s warm body against his sore muscles was almost too much for Mike. He couldn’t control himself anymore and he was moaning as Billy hugged him hard and tight. His head rested softly on Billy’s shoulder, and he could feel the hand now, as it stroked his hair, making him feel so loved with such a simple act. It was totally unreal and it made his heart ache like it had never ached before. His legs trembled as he held on tightly to Billy, feeling his ribs creaking under his forceful pulling.

Mike closed his eyes, holding them shut tightly as he let the touch and feel of Billy engulf him. His whole body seemed to be swaying to a distant beat of drums. The arms were feeling numb and his legs certainly could be an advertisement for jello.

With his eyes shut tight, he saw a strange aura of blue floating by him. It felt so good and so comfortable that he didn’t want it to end. He was so scared, so afraid that this moment and all the others would vanish one day. He never wanted it to end, but he didn’t know how he could keep it, keep Billy satisfied and happy with him, shit he couldn’t even get him a damn game ball, how could he keep him satisfied?

Somehow, the doubts floated around him, just as the blue waves seemed to twist and turn all around them. It was unreal, like he was in a cloud of blue high up in the sky. He could almost feel like he could reach out and touch the stars that sparkled outside of the blue swirling mist.

Mike felt the soft hands rubbing his body, running down his flat stomach, that right now was twisting and turning to every doubt and fear in his mind. Damn, it felt so hot, the way Billy seemed to soothe his stomach, just by passing his hand over the churning insides.

He leaned back and opened his eyes finally. There he stood, naked and with Billy in front of him, his jersey also off and standing there totally naked. He had a small smile on his face that made Mike’s heart quicken its beat slightly. The fears were there, but somehow the vision of Billy standing there seemed to push them back, hold them off.

Billy didn’t say a word, he just held out his hand. The white flesh shimmered and Mike could feel the tears clouding his eyes. He haltingly held out his own hand, the arm shaking uncontrollably and as Billy’s hand clasped his own, a sudden jolt of energy seemed to pass between them.

The door closed, and Mike was engulfed in the steamy mist of the bathroom. His whole body was shaking as he saw the flickering candlelight, the flames dancing in the mist of the hot bath water. He turned to face Billy and as his face came out, he felt Billy’s lips come up and kiss him briefly on the lips. Then he felt himself being guided to the tub, and he saw the mist rising from it.

His feet slowly entered the hot water. A wave of heat seemed to come up and travel up his legs, ending their torment and shaking. His body was next, then his arms and he stood there, calm in the safety of Billy’s arms. He could feel them wrapped around him and he could feel Billy’s flesh pressing up against his backside.

His eyes fluttered as he felt the warm water lapping against his ankles and lower legs. It was strange, he felt so at peace and yet inside of him, he was in a fucking whirlwind. How could Billy be so loving to him, it wasn’t like he was the best lay in town, or the best looking, and shit, he couldn’t even win a damn football game when it mattered, so why?

The tears rolled down his cheeks, and yet it was as if they didn’t exist. He felt himself slowly falling towards the lapping water. The steam rose up to greet him and he breathed in deeply, smelling something strange and intoxicating. It wasn’t peach or apricot but a strange new scent, which felt wonderful. He breathed in deeply enjoying it and before he knew it, he was sitting in the water, sort of.

Mike could feel himself sliding down Billy’s crotch to sit fully in the tub. His legs spread outwards, held closely together by Billy’s own legs that now stretched out on either side of him. The splashing sound invaded his mind as he leaned back only to find himself held upright, by Billy’s hands.

Warm stinging water now flowed across his back, dripping down his shoulders to run unheeded down his chest, around his hard erect nipples. He could feel the heat soaking deep into his sore muscles and he lay there, his head arched down and forwards, resting on his own chest. His back was arched, curved forward as he felt more water dripping down onto his shoulders.

Nothing else mattered, he closed his eyes and saw the blue fog swirling around, the dark shapes no longer pressing in, but they were still there. It was strange, but he felt apprehensive, as if something really wrong was about to leap up from the water and bite him.

Instead, the water continued to come dripping and rolling down his sore muscles. He felt the easing of his muscles, and then he could sense a change.

The water no longer dripped; instead he felt the soft pressure of Billy’s hand through a cloth as it stroked his back. Carefully it moved, slow and gentle across his entire back. Every part was carefully washed and cleansed. The touch was very sensual, very arousing and yet very calming.

Mike could see the dark shadows slinking away, no longer pitch black now becoming a light grey. The blue seemed to be growing, its hue no longer pale, deepening in shade as Billy’s hands slowly circled all over his back. The sore muscles moved and shifted under the gentle ministrations of Billy.

The water was still steaming and he breathed in deeply. It was strange, that scent was not really new, yet he couldn’t place it. Damn, Billy had really gone to a lot of trouble. He opened his eyes and the flickering candles were still there, adding to the surreal scene that etched itself on his mind.

Mike felt so special and yet that nagging doubt was still tugging at his heart. He let out a deep sigh when he felt Billy’s lips press up against his shoulder. He felt the kiss and the warmth just seemed to rise full force inside of him. Everything became brighter and more focused as he felt the touch of those wonderful lips from his man.

“I love you Mike” the voice whispered into his ear. It shook him, hard. His body started to shake and his arms made the water move away from him as the words, though softly spoke, and seemed to be shouting deep within him.

Billy felt the water pulse past him and he could feel Mike’s body trembling with fear, almost. He leaned back, his hand resting on Mike’s shoulders.  His heart ached for his friend, and he knew that Mike was upset, not so much at losing but more that he couldn’t give him a gift, a game ball. Damn, didn’t Mike get it yet? There was never going to be enough game balls or game-winning catches that ever equal how much Mike meant to him.

Suddenly Billy just knew what to do. He reached around with his hands, carefully keeping them touching Mike’s flesh. Gently he pulled Mike towards him and at the same time he leaned back in the tub.

Mike now lay on his back, resting up against Billy’s slightly heaving chest. It felt good but it felt strange too, like there was something missing, and he knew what it was too, it was himself. Billy lay there for a second, resting then he moved his hand down, resting it on either side of Mike’s hips.

“Mike, want to tell me about it?”

“No, not really.”

“Please, I know that you feel like, well like you have let me down somehow.”

“Sort of, but it isn’t all that.”

“Well, why don’t you tell me, I mean, shit Mike I love you, what more can I say?”

“I don’t know Billy, god I wished I did know…”

“Know what?”

“I wished I knew why, lame isn’t it?”

“No, I kind of wonder too, I mean it is kind of weird if you think about it.”

“Yeah, you wonder too?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know Mike, it is kind of weird and yet it feels so right, I can’t really explain it, I wish I could.”

“It does feel good, doesn’t it?”

“Uh huh, maybe that’s all we need to know?”

“Yeah, but Billy, it is just, shit, I feel like you have done so much for me…”

“Me?  What have I done?”

“Well how about for starter’s you have helped me get my grades to where my parents must think I am cheating, how’s that for opener’s?”

“hehe, not bad, okay, so how about how you have helped me open up more to my dad? How’s that for an opening bid?”

“I am serious Billy… I mean you have done so much, getting your dad to talk to mine, now they are letting me stay here with you, and what have I done in return?”

“Loved me?”

“Come on Billy, I mean I know for me it is like sky rockets exploding, but it can’t be that great for you? I mean I never, well, you know…”

“Oh and I am supposed to be a pro?”

“NO, well compared to me, I suppose.”

“well I don’t know, I mean I haven’t been with that many, but I know that when you touch me, I can feel myself getting ready to cum, if that makes sense.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, for real.”

“Fuck, I thought I was the only one who felt that way, shit… each time I see you its like, fuck, its like the whole sky is opening up for me, I can see all these stars and bright lights…”

“Yeah and they all radiate a sort of blue light that doesn’t hurt the eyes or anything, but warms you up from the inside out.”

“Exactly, man you really feel that way too?”

“Yeah Mike, I do.”

“Shit Billy, how do you handle it, I mean it scares me so much, I mean what if you… fuck, what if someone…”

“Mike, do you love me?”

“Love you? Fuck Billy I worship the ground you walk on, I can’t get enough of seeing you, hearing your voice, touching your body, or smelling your scent, love you? I don’t know, is this love?”

Billy hugged Mike as he said those words. He could feel his heart and a strange extra beat, each time his own heartbeat; there came a sort of echo to it. He felt a slight chill in the warm water, but then he just hung on to Mike and it all felt so right.

“Billy I am so afraid of disappointing you, it scares me, like tonight, I know I let you down…”

“let me down? Mike how can you think that? You didn’t let me down.”

“Yes I did, we didn’t win, I so wanted to get you that game ball I promised you.”

“But Mike, I don’t need any game balls, as long as you come back to my arms, who needs game balls?”

“Yeah, you say that now, but that’s only cause you are feeling sorry for me…”

“Sorry for you? No Mike I don’t feel sorry for you, fuck man I love you, it doesn’t matter to me who won, it is so unreal, I mean Mike, sitting up in those bleachers, watching you, the way you walk to the line, to the huddle, the way everyone watches you, no Mike, I am not disappointed in you, I am so fucking proud of you, I want to run down to the 50 yard line and just shout it out so they all could see how much I love you.”

“Really? You do?”

“Oh yes Mike I do… please, you have to believe me, there is nothing I could ever get or be given that can mean as much to me as just looking at you. You have to believe that.”

“I want to Billy, oh man do I ever, but I just don’t know how”

“I know, I mean it is so unreal, why someone who looks like you could even want to hang with me, never mind love me as much as you do.”

“Guy like me? Shit, Billy you are about the hottest guy on campus, shit you should hear what the cheer leaders say about you… it makes me feel so… shit, so tiny I guess.”

“Mike there is nothing tiny about you, damn, I am gonna cry”

“NO, Oh please don’t Billy”

Mike quickly shifted position and now he sat next to Billy. They had managed to scrunch up and sat in the tub side by side. Mike’s eyes were level with Billy’s and he looked long and deep into the blue pools.

Billy couldn’t believe it, he loved Mike so much and yet why was he having these doubts, why was Mike having them too? Could it be lust, just their hormones taking charge like the little voices in his head said?

“Billy, please, don’t cry, it hurts me too much when you cry, I … damn I love you so much and I can’t … I mean it is the one thing I wish I could stop… please Billy…”

Billy wiped his eyes as he saw the torment and anguish inside of Mike’s green eyes. Damn he could see the pain, the dark stabbing knives glinted within his eyes and Billy shuddered.

“Mike… don’t, its okay, you know me, Mr. Weepy”

“Yeah, me too… what are we going to do Billy? Are we right in this?”

“I don’t know, I know I can’t stand it when you aren’t in my arms and yet I wonder too.”

“Me too, it feels so right Billy.”

He had no idea why, but Billy just stood up, he looked down at Mike, lying in the water, the yellow lights of flickering candles casting weird shadows across the pale flesh. Billy smiled down, and he lowered his one hand towards Mike.

Mike grasped the hand and let Billy pull him up to his feet, water splashing over the tub’s sides onto the towels. He let Billy bring him close to his body, to the dripping flesh.

The steam had long since dissipated but the wetness still permeated the entire room. Billy carefully led Mike out of the tub and then he grabbed him close. Holding his wet body into his own, and they stood there, their bodies wrapped into each other’s folds.

It seemed like an eternity. Mike couldn’t explain it but his whole body started to tremble, but not in fear but in excitement. His heart started to race ahead and he could feel his breathing becoming shallow as he held onto Billy, feeling his chest heaving in time with his own pounding heart.

They just stood there, their hearts beating together and letting the strange glow of heat pass back and forth between their bodies. Mike was sure he could hear Billy’s thoughts as they crossed his mind and he was sure Billy was listening to his own fears and doubts, but it didn’t matter because they were together now. That was all that counted.

They broke apart for a few seconds, just enough time for Billy to lead Mike back into the bedroom and the bed. He lay down first, his hand still clutching at Mike’s as he stretched out.

His long legs still had drops of water on them but all Mike could see was the beautiful skin, the way the muscles seemed to flow all over, the taut stomach, being held in check by Billy’s iron will. His chest heaved in anticipation of Mike’s touch and Mike could see it all before him.

Mike stood there, just enjoying the site of Billy being naked and on the bed. He saw the hard cock sticking up at him, some small drops of white just barely visible at the head, and the way his pubic hairs curled around the cock shaft, made his heart beat even faster.

Billy’s hand gripped Mike’s hand very firmly and he pulled him downwards, guiding him to the bed so he would lay down next to him. As Mike came to rest on the bed, Billy reached over and just kissed him lightly on the lips, then moved up, gently kissing Mike’s dark eyes, briefly tasting the sweet scent of his scrubbed face.

Mike was about to say something, when Billy just reached across with two fingers, pressed them against Mike’s lips and smiled at him. Mike needed nothing else, he smiled back, letting Billy take complete charge over him.

He closed his eyes, the dark shadows no longer dancing anywhere within range. The deep blue halo seemed to be more solid as it floated around him and he just seemed to turn inwards, listening to the beat of his heart as he waited for Billy.

It was as if a cue had been sent out, he could feel Billy entering his soul just as his mind thought of him. He sighed with pleasure as his body started to relax. The pressure of Billy’s lips across his face ended, but now they pressed against his neck, then he could feel the tongue as it caressed the hollow of his neck. He swallowed, feeling the softness of the lips, the tenderness of the light kisses.

His pulse was starting to race forward as Billy continued to slowly devour him. Billy’s mouth pressed up against his chest now, the tongue gently licking at the dark chest hairs. Each one seemed to get equal treatment under Billy’s care.

Billy’s hands moved gently down the muscular frame, while his lips continued to taste the soft clean flesh. They reached down to the hips, and slowly he brought them in, to press up against the soft groin area, the dark patch of pubic hairs now getting gently tugged by Billy’s fingers.

Mike took a deep breath as he felt such a deep warmth come over him. His heart stopped briefly, feeling the warmth as it travelled through his whole body. Mike had a strong urge to reach up and find his man. His arms came up and he found Billy’s shoulder, then he just started to gently pat his back as Billy continued with his gentle rubbing.

They stroked each other’s body. Each one gently touching every part of the moistened skin, feeling every crevice, every fold of skin. Mike had never felt such pleasure as his hands roamed aimlessly across Billy’s young lithe body. He felt the hairs around his armpit, the way they curled inwards and into a small tuft in the centre.

Billy felt the light patch of hair just below the belly button, feeling it flow every which way under his light touch and it led him downwards, towards his man’s special part. He could feel his lungs gasping a little as time wore on, but for the most part he just kept his eyes focused on Mike’s chest. He saw it rise and lower with each draw of air, and it made him feel so special, to be watching it.

Time had no meaning anymore, the night wore on and yet neither of them where in any hurry to do more than just lay there, touching, feeling each other and revelling in the sensations it was sending through them.

Billy could feel his heart, least he thought it was his heart, but as he watched he counted out the beats, and it was in time with each rise of Mike’s chest. He smiled as he continued to count, seeing the little pink nipples rise and twist in the air as the chest took another breathe of air. He could feel his own heart, it was beating in time now with each of Mike’s breath and the realization excited him. He was feeling so much love at this second of time, that he could feel his penis jerking and yet he didn’t care.

The touch of mike’s hands on his body was like being scalded with a blast furnace. The heat was so intense, yet it didn’t burn him, because it seemed to pulse through him, straight into his soul. Billy was feeling very content and he glanced up towards Mike’s face and saw the smile.

He never really could get over Mike’s wide grin and yet tonight, it just seemed to always be getting bigger and more enthralling. His hand quickened a little as his eyes bulged to the growing smile and he knew that time would soon once again begin ticking, but until then, they had this endless moment.

Billy’s eyes finally met Mike’s green orbs and they locked into place. The hands, Billy’s and Mike’s, stopped their gentle prodding. The two hearts suddenly started to beat faster, together and in unison. His own chest started to heave in rapid succession and out of the corner of one eye he saw Mike’s chest also increasing its tempo.

As his eyelids started to close, he notice the dark lashes on Mike’s eyes slowly closing as well. He could feel his body leaning forward and this time, when his lips met those of Mike’s, his tongue slowly pushed inwards, tasting the sweet taste of Mike.

His tongue gently pushed in, careful to touch every part of the mouth, tasting every inch of the warm haven that it had found. His hand now moved slowly downwards, past the wiry dark pubic hairs, to gently surround the throbbing cock. He could feel the heat coming from it and he smiled to himself, his eyes closed shut but the vision of Mike’s body now floated in front of him.

Billy felt himself gently pushing Mike’s hips and he knew that soon he would be entering his own personal heaven. His hands moved faster now, flipping Mike over onto his side and as the warm body moved, his own freckled body filled the empty space on the bed. There wasn’t a second when their two bodies weren’t in constant touch with each other.

As Mike’s firm buttocks rose up and his perfect cheeks lifted up, Billy’s cock brushed against them, feeling the flesh quiver to its touch and in turn, Billy could feel his heart start to quake and then he also felt Mike’s heart answering back, with a tremor of its own.

The two hearts continued their electrical communion, sparks passing between the two beating organs. Billy could feel his penis, it wasn’t jerking anymore as the cleft in Mike’s cheeks came up and stayed there, in line with his groin.

Billy slowly pushed his body forward, his one hand down to his groin, guiding his penis as it pushed aside the quivering flesh, to find an even warmer more enjoyable source of pleasure. The cock head seemed to suddenly grow in his hand as it wedged itself between Mike’s flesh.

Their hearts stopped, the room seemed to suddenly become totally devoid of sounds, not even the soft gentle swish of air being expelled from their lungs intruded on this special moment. Mike lay there, on his side, feeling the cock head growing, feeling it start to slowly ooze its sticky lubrication out and into his waiting hole.

Mike licked his lips, the sound reverberating in the still of the room. His heart skipped a sudden beat, his chest seemed to suddenly expand and he let out a single, simple, ‘please’ and as the last sound of the ‘s’ passed his lips, he could feel his cheeks spread open by the gentle but firm pressure of Billy’s cock as it pushed inwards.

His tight pink hole, feeling the sudden pressure seemed to tighten even more, and then as Mike voiced his desire, it suddenly gave way to the firm pressing from without. Billy’s penis slowly penetrated the dark deep recess of Mike’s rectum.

The 6 inch weapon of love pushed inwards, very slowly and with each passing inch Mike seemed to swell with an over powering feeling of absolute love. His whole body held itself in check, unwilling to move while the throbbing penis pushed its way inside.

Billy couldn’t believe the way his body was acting. He could feel Mike’s heart, then his lungs, then his stomach, his belly, even the toes as they curled as his own penis continued its slow penetration of Mike. There was never anything like this feeling in his memory and his mind simply closed down. Instead of thinking, he just felt it all, felt the overpowering love flowing all through his whole body.

His legs were starting to tremble as his balls grew taut and slung themselves upwards to his throbbing cock root. Billy couldn’t believe how much he wanted Mike, how much he needed him and how much he cherished every part of him. A voice inside of his head was crooning soft sounds of pleasure. He knew instinctively that it was Mike and it made his whole body tremble now.

His legs started to quiver uncontrollably, his breathing started to become ragged and shallow as his heart now started to race ahead. Billy’s throbbing penis was fully inside of Mike’s body and he could feel Mike’s heart racing forward, but more than that he felt like a fire was being lit deep inside of his own body.

Billy shook as he realized that something or someone was buried deep inside of him and then he knew, that he was also deep inside of Mike. He could feel his own penis through Mike’s own inner muscles as they struggled to hold the throbbing cock.

He could feel Mike’s trembling as his cock started to jerk from side to side deep within Mike’s love canal and he could feel the muscles as they strove to hold on tightly to the jerking penis. He could feel the heat as it travelled up Mike’s spine towards his heart and also down deep within to his soul.

Billy closed his eyes tighter as lights of blue and green and purple exploded all around him. He felt Mike see those same colours; he could feel Mike as he shuddered with each passing bolt of light. There was no denying him now and he could feel the strange glow deep within his body and he could feel it growing, getting larger as his body continued to shake.

Mike was scared, until the strange heat came up and enveloped him fully. He didn’t know what was happening to him, he knew that Billy had entered him, and it felt so damn good, it was unreal how good it felt to him. His own heart seemed to simply explode as the 6 inch penis slowly pushed in and upwards to lodge itself deep within his body.

He could feel and even hear Billy’s thoughts as the cock rode inwards along his chute, pushing aside the feeble attempt by his muscles to deny its entry. There was no stopping it and his mind didn’t want the loving feeling to end, and deep within his body, from the very reaches of his nether regions, he heard a small voice, telling him it would never end, that he had nothing to fear, that for ever, as long as eternity existed, he would have this loving feeling inside of him.

Mike could feel the tears flowing from his cheeks, as Billy’s penis drove deeper and the voice grew louder in his body. The heat was filling him with its warmth and pleasure. His legs were shaking to the strange but pleasant sensation that came from his buttocks.

The feel of Billy deep inside of him was too much. He knew his penis was jerking in front of him, his own cum was shooting wildly outwards towards the far wall and yet it didn’t matter. The voice was still telling him how much he was loved; he could feel it soothing his nerves, no matter where they lay in his body.

Every part of him could feel the steadying influence of the soft voice, as it seemed to fill him. It came right behind the heat and Mike no longer feared his future. He knew, that somehow, someway, it would all come to pass, that he was not destined to be anywhere but at Billy’s side.

The two bodies were shuddering together, they were totally together, each body carefully joined in a thousand different ways. Mike’s sweat would run down his arm onto Billy’s, to mingle with Billy’s own sweat and together even the sweat would flow.

Billy could feel himself shake, could feel Mike’s breath and his scent filled his nostrils as his cock jerked hard and often deep inside of Mike. The feel of his milk clinging to Mike’s insides was like a shot of pure energy into his body. His heart pounded out its joy and yet deep inside of him, he felt the wonderful glow that was love.

It was not just his love, but Mike’s love too that now flowed deep inside of him. He could feel Mike’s heart, he could hear his thoughts, and he could feel his passion and his desires, his fears, his aches, his uncertainties, as his body continued to fill Mike’s body with its milky white juice.

As his body was emptied of its fluids, Billy could feel himself closing his eyes. He laid there, his penis still somewhat hard, resting firmly inside of Mike. The soft even pressure of Mike’s body going back and forth told him that it was all alright now. Mike had found what he needed to know, and was gently resting. His green eyes closed as well and as the clock showed the coming of a new hour, the two bodies rested, no longer apart, no longer separated by time or space.

Just as time once again started to move forward, the two boys fell asleep, Billy buried still inside of Mike, Mike fully filled with the knowledge that he was indeed loved. All thoughts and doubts were banished for the night and the soft sounds of two even lungs breathing together now filled the room.