1. My Charlie


    Date: 7/22/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: 007Lover, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    as though I’d just touched the stars. I penetrated him entirely, slowly, as I’d promised, but deeply and I felt an insatiable rush travel throughout my body with each gentle thrust; I was soon out of breath and sweating from head to toe. Charlie then suggested another position, one which seemed far more comfortable, and I agreed, keen to kiss him again. He lay on his back and lifted his legs onto my shoulders. Again, I penetrated him, again he grimaced and groaned with soreness and inexperience and I reached down and kissed him and did my best to comfort him. He seemed to like that, so I sped up just a tad, glad that my kisses distracted him a little from the pain and I came quickly and collapsed on top of him, tonguing the inside of his mouth. “You can have a turn now,” I said against his lips. “If you want.” “Get on top,” he answered breathlessly. I jerked him a little while until he was hard again, then rolled on the condom and dabbed only the tip with lube; I disliked using too much lube. I kneeled on top and together we guided his cock into my ass. It felt like heaven, like a thousand bells ringing jubilantly from afar, and while I bounced and rocked on his cock, all I could do was look into his brilliantly blue eyes scorching me from below, inviting eyes, the eyes of the Charlie I once knew and loved with my soul. We kissed with a passion like fire and seconds away from filling me with his own ecstasy, I whispered three words, three wonderful words: “ I love you .” ...
    He closed his eyes as he came and reopened them again when I stooped down to kiss him. We looked nowhere else but into each other’s eyes. “I never stopped thinking about you, Joe,” he said, hoarse and exhausted. “Not once.” “Why didn’t you write?” I said, resting my head on his chest. “I’m an idiot, that’s why.” “Charlie?” “Hmm?” he seemed to be dozing off. “Will you visit me sometime?” in a tone of repressed expectation, I added, “After your wedding, of course, I’m still giving you the money.” “I’ll try to visit you whenever I can.” “Can I come to your wedding, Charlie?” “What!” he raised his head an inch. “No, that’s completely out of the question.” “Why not?” “Annie knows about—about my former life, she might suspect something’s going on.” “Oh, you told her about us?” “Not about us, but she understands the general idea.” “Oh, fine, I won’t go,” I said, planting a dry kiss on his chest. “Just promise me you’ll come back and visit from time to time.” “I promised you, didn’t I?” “I love you, Charlie.” “Hmm…what?” “Come on, say it back.” “Why?” “Because I need to hear it. You used to say it.” “All right, all right, I love you and if you make me say it again, I won’t come back ever.” I raised my head and my eyes met with his face. He was smiling. There he was, there was my Charlie, his lost youth suddenly recouped and alive in his dancing eyes, smiling and dreaming his worries away and for a moment, it seemed we were only sixteen, learning each other’s bodies by heart and ...
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