Realised dreams

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After some very helpful advise from teeta0 I have edited the story somewhat. All in order to improve the reading pleasure.
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Realised dreams

As Allen licked David’s 6 inch dick David let out a loud moan, but it wasn’t enough for Allen. He wanted to hear him scream in pleasure, he wanted to hear David scream Allen’s name out in pure ecstasy. Slowly Allen let his left hand slide up to David’s belly and caressed him there, and from there Allen made his way up to his nipples. Allen didn’t apply much force. His fingers where barely touching David’s skin, but Allen could tell from David’s sudden surge in breathing that it had the effect Allen sought after. As Allen fondled David’s nipples and sucked on the most intimate part of David’s body, David was barely able to talk from the pleasure he was feeling.

But he managed to say: “Agh, I can’t hold on much longer. I’m almost there!” At that moment Allen knew that he had David where he wanted him.

Allen thought to himself: “Now it’s time for the final touch, if I take it to the next level now... Then he…” And with that Allen let his right hand slowly trail from David’s penis to his hairless balls, Allen started to massage them gently. Allen felt David trusting his hips and pushing, trying to push his hard erection even deeper into Allen’s mouth. David began to moan and breath even louder.

“He is almost there... just a little bit more.” Allen thought to himself. Allen felt David’s penis and balls twitching and heard a single deep erotic breath from him. “Yes! Do it! Say my name! Let our moment together be engraved in your memory! Come for me!” Allen shouted.

“Allen! Come on! Wake up, you are late for school. Rise and shine, sleepy head!” Allen heard his mother shouting from the hallway. And with those words from his mother Allen’s perfect dream ended… well, almost perfect. The anticlimactic ending was extremely disappointing for him. As if it’s some kind of bad story only a 19 year old, sexually insecure boy could write. Allen just hoped she wouldn’t come into his room and see him in the same state all boys from his age are in during the morning’s. Or any other day for that matter. But Allen’s mother was sensible enough to not barge into the room of her teenage son. Although Allen was sure it wouldn’t have bothered her to see him like that. She was very open minded about those things and assured him many times that it was perfectly normal for a boy his age to get an erection.

When she assured Allen of that, he always thought to myself: “Gee, is it really normal? How about those dreams and cravings I always have of other boys?” Allen dreaded the day that she found out about him. He dreaded the moment he had to have a “little talk” with her. Allen dreaded the words he then will be forced to say: “Mom, I’m gay.” Or at least he thought he was. Allen also had dreams of girls. Allen often thought to himself: “Perhaps I’m bisexual or just curious. Agh!” All those feelings and questions Allen didn’t had the answers too. “How can you have any doubt about whether or not you’re gay? I always thought that people are gay or they are not. People are just born that way. It’s not like I could go to my father with these questions. Since he left us, years ago. Not that I looked forward to seeing his reaction to those questions. As if I could find the answers today. I woke up with the same thoughts, questions and feelings for the last couple of years. They will not be resolved so easily. That only happens in second rate stories.” Allen thought to himself.

Allen quickly got out of bed, went to the adjacent bathroom and took a quick shower. As the water flowed through his long black hair, the dream Allen had went through his mind once again. In a matter of minutes Allen’s dick was rock hard again. It was twitching, longing for relief. And as always it was Allen’s own job to give that relief. Since he had nobody else who could do that for him. With his right hand Allen slowly jerked his hard erection and with his left hand Allen massaged his balls. And as he quickened the pace, he felt his climax coming. As if Allen’s body moved on its own, his left index finger slowly approached his sphincter and rubbed around it. Allen’s breathing intensified as well as his jerking. Faster, quicker and more intense. All until Allen could no longer postpone his climax. It was as if a volcano erupted. It caused Allen to moan loudly. As he felt his penis and balls twitch, streams of sperm gushed out all over the shower wall.

Normally Allen would have stopped there and then and cleaned up any mess but, the sensation Allen felt from when his finger was rubbing his sphincter was keeping him distracted. Allen never stopped rubbing it. And after a while Allen was hard again. And instead of quickly jacking of again, he focused more on his asshole. Luckily the baby-oil was within reach. Allen grabbed the bottle with his other hand, never ceasing to rub his sphincter. Allen flipped open the bottle and poured a generous amount on his hand, Allen only had to cease rubbing for a moment. But it seemed to last hours.

With the oil applied it all felt so much more smoother. Allen could easily even put the tip of his finger in. The sensation was amazing. The feeling went through his body like an electric current. Allen felt it in every part of him. Allen wanted more. He went down on his knees, leaned his chest to the ground and spread his legs. With this Allen had easy access to the place that was giving him all these wonderful sensations. It all went so smoothly. Allen increased the pace and now had his entire index finger in his ass, rubbing the inner walls and that special place of it. With his left hand Allen was fingering himself and now he was jacking himself of with his right hand. It was almost impossible for him to describe what he felt there and then as a teenager, masturbating and rubbing the insides of his asshole. Allen wished the moment of pleasure would last forever. But he felt the tension mounting. His dick twitched, his breathing and moaning increased and his head was feeling dizzy from pleasure. And once again Allen came violently in the sweet comfort of his own bathroom.

Allen’s finger that was inside him felt amazing, the way his ass contracted felt amazing. Allen wondered what it would feel like, if it was a real life dick that was in there. But it was nothing more than a dreams and cravings of a horny teenager. As Allen rested for a couple of minutes, he still felt his dick pulsating and his sperm streaming out onto his right hand and onto the floor. Allen sat up and he slowly let go of his penis and guided his cum soaked hand to his mouth. Allen then tasted his own cum. Just s small lick on his cum soaked hand. Allen jokingly thought to himself: “Hmm, gay it is then.” As the minutes passed, and the water poured all over Allen’s body and onto the ground, all the “mess” he had made flushed away. Quickly snapping out of his thoughts, Allen finished showering.

As Allen stood in front of his closet, pondering what clothes to wear his mother shouted from the hallway: “Allen, are you alright? Did you drown or something? Hurry up, you are going to miss the bus!”

Allen’s response was quick: “Yes, mother I drowned. Thanks for showing me the way you would react if you really thought I would have drowned!”

The response Allen’s mother made was even quicker: “Alright I will order the tombstone and it shall say: here lies Allen, the boy who peed in his pants until the age of 5”

“Mom!” Allen quickly shouted. “That only happened once and that was because I secretly watched The Exorcist!” Allen hastily continued.

“I know. Can you and your smart mouth please come and eat breakfast?” Said Allen’s mother in a caring tone that was a complete 180 of her previous sarcastic statement. After those exchange of words Allen looked through his clothes one more time and settled for black pants with a white belt, a red business shirt combined with a black tie loosely tied around his neck and a pair of white moccasins. Allen combed his long black hair back, applied some hair gel and combed his hair. After finishing his breakfast, and saying goodbye to his mother, Allen grabbed his school bag and went to the bus stop.

The bus came and Allen got on. It was almost empty, as usual. At this time of day practically nobody was on the bus. The only one who was and who really would stand out in a crowd was a teenager in the middle of the bus. He could have not been any older than 16, 17 he might even be 18 years old. He was exactly what Allen expected from a so called “skater boy”. If someone asked him to give a stereotypical description of such a guy it was this teen right here. Charcoal black hair, combed in such a way that it covered one part of his face. “Truly a shame” Allen thought to himself. Allen would have loved to see more of him. To see more of his youthful face. To see what was hidden behind that long black hair of his. Allen then made a dumb decision according to his own mind. Allen went ahead and took a seat right next to him. The bus was empty. There were dozens of other places Allen could have taken a seat, but Allen let his impulses get the better of him. Allen wondered what the guy must have been thinking at that moment. Allen almost knew that he was wondering why Allen took a seat right next to him. Allen already mentally prepared himself for a very awkward bus ride to school.

But then, instead of a wondering gaze, the unnamed boy gave Allen a smile. The unnamed boy then rubbed his leg against Allen's. the unnamed boy must have seen Allen’s amazed gaze because the unnamed boy said in the most erotic voice Allen had ever heard: “Don’t worry. The bus driver can’t see us at this angle. But, if you are too loud he might hear us.” The boy was right about the bus driver. There was a black plastic wall separating Allen and the boy from the bus driver. And with nobody else on the bus it was like their own personal paradise.

The unnamed boy continued to rub his leg against Allen’s as his hand began caressing Allen’s thigh. Overcome of Allen’s amazement, and not willing to let the unnamed boy be the only one getting a kick out of this, Allen also began to cares the boy’s thigh. Allen slowly moved further towards the unnamed boy’s inner thigh. The boy leaned towards Allen and began to slowly and sensually kiss Allen’s neck. They were soft little kisses that sent shivers through Allen’s spine. The unnamed boy must have noticed that since he stopped for a brief moment and whispered into Allen’s ear: “You liked that, don’t you? This is nothing, I’ve only begun.” When he was done saying that in his angelic like voice, he nibbled softly on Allen’s ear. Allen wanted to moan but the unnamed boy quickly put his free hand over Allen’s mouth. Allen continued to massage the unnamed boy’s crotch and rubbed his dick from the outside of his pants. Allen could tell that the unnamed boy too was getting all excited about all of this. Since Allen felt the boy’s penis slowly growing bigger. It was the most amazing thing Allen had ever felt in his life. To top it all off, Allen knew that they both had the chance to get caught. Every time the bus approached a bus stop Allen took a quick glance at it to see if there were people waiting for the bus. Luckily for Allen he didn’t see any, so Allen could continue feeling pure pleasure, a pure feeling of ecstasy. The unnamed boy then did something unexpected. He stopped massaging Allen’s most intimate part and started to unzip Allen’s pants.

Allen thought to himself: “I have to stop this. Before it is too late, I must put a hold to this!” But although his mind said no, his body said yes. Correction, it didn’t say yes, it shouted “yes!” The unnamed boy began to work Allen’s shaft. He kissed it, caressed it, gently nibbled on it with his lips and sucked it with a gentle suction that almost immediately sent Allen to heaven. Allen could no longer keep his mind clear, although that was a bad decision since he was in a public place with a very high chance of getting caught with his pants down. Actually, more like with his pants open, dick out and stiff and a very good looking and sexy guy working his magic on Allen. Allen could tell the unnamed boy worked Allen’s 6 inch rock hard erection with a good level of experience. To Allen it was pure bliss to have the unnamed boy suck him off. The unnamed boy swirled his tongue around the tip of Allen’s dick in his mouth as the unnamed boy continued to increase the suction. As the boy sucked Allen’s dick like he had never experienced before, which was not so hard since Allen was still a virgin, the boy used his left hand to gently caress and massage Allen’s balls. And ever so now and then the unnamed boy would gently squeeze in them. Not hard, not so that it would cause Allen any discomfort or pain but the sensation almost drive him over the limit. As all of this transpired Allen kept an eye at the upcoming bus stop.

“Oh shit!” he thought to himself. There where people waiting there, the bus would stop and they would surely see them. All the alarm bells went off in Allen’s head and he tried to signal the unnamed boy, the wonder that is sucking Allen off in the most wonderful and erotic way. But it was all to no avail. Whatever Allen tried it wouldn’t work. The boy just continued to work Allen’s shaft, sucking his dick and massaging his balls. Allen could feel the tension rise up in his balls and he felt the sudden urge rising through his dick as suddenly Allen heard someone say:

“Hey kid, are you alright? It’s the end of the line you need to get off.” And then Allen, once again, was rudely awakened from his usual perverted dreams.

“You are closer to the truth than you think” Allen thought to himself in an instant. Allen quickly regained his composure and got out of the bus. Allen had some luck since the end of the line was central station, in the midst of the town. It was only a small walk to his school. As Allen walked to school he ran into a couple of his classmates. Allen couldn’t care less about them really. Allen never really talked to them, actually they never talked to him. But in the corner of his eye Allen saw Anderson walk up to them. He was Allen’s one true friend in that cesspool of inconsiderate, uncaring, unfriendly classmates. Allen always had a good time with Anderson. It was always nice to be around him, since Allen felt he could be himself instead of having to keep up a front for the other people Allen is usually around.

“Hey, wanna go into town?” Anderson whispered to Allen.

“What, you want to skip today’s classes?” Allen responded.

“well, yeah” Anderson said in his usual casual tone. At this point in time Allen’s other classmates already went ahead of them, and Allen and Anderson were alone.

Since Allen rather spend some time with Anderson instead of going to classes Allen’s answer was a very clear, and surprisingly loud and eager: “yes!”

“Great!” Anderson responded with an even matched enthusiasm. As they walked into the shopping district of the town Anderson asked Allen: “So, did you listen to that CD I gave you the other day?”

“You mean that Mike Oldfield one?” Allen responded.

“Yeah, I kinda guessed you would like it. Was I right?” Anderson asked.

“You were spot on! Tubular Bells, truly a bloody masterpiece!”

“That’s great to hear.” Anderson responded.

“We sure are on the same level when it’s about stuff like this. All the music you recommend me, they are all great. And I’m instantly sold as it were” Allen continued.

“Oh, well it’s a talent. Not all of us can have” Anderson said in a jokingly manner. But before he could truly finish his sentence he started giggling. It was truly a sound that went straight trough Allen like an electrical current. It struck the very centre of Allen’s attention. At that moment, of Anderson’s sweat giggle, Allen began to see Anderson in a different matter. But Allen dwindled not too long on the subject. He just couldn’t take the risk of saying anything that could possibly affect their friendship.

Allen and Anderson walked towards their usual spot. A bakery just in the centre of town. They ordered their usual stuff and sat outside on some benches talking and eating. “So, did you start packing yet?” Allen said.

“Yeah, I really can’t wait to finally move out on my own. It’s going to be pure bliss not having to answer for myself to my parents. I can finally do whatever I like, whenever I like and to whoever I like.” Anderson said with full confidence and with a wink.

“Hi hi, so the house is ready to live in then?” Allen replied.

“Yes it is… almost. Oh wait, why don’t come and see it?” Anderson said in a inquisitive and lively manner.

“I was under the impression you didn’t want me to see it until it was completely finished. So, is it really okay for me to see?” Allen asked.

“Yes, why not. In hindsight I want you to come and see my place. How can I refuse my best friend access to the place I’m going to spend allot of time.” Anderson said with his ever so soothing voice. And together they stood up and Allen followed Anderson to his new apartment. He had just started to rent it. It was Anderson’s refuge from his home where he truly had no place to himself. Anderson was right about not being able to be himself at home. His parents always expected him to live to their standards. Standards Anderson was not happy, or capable, to live up too.

As Allen and Anderson walked towards Anderson’s apartment they talked about all kinds of things. About the way Mr. Smith, their English teacher, always ended his sentences with the word: “Ehh” and about the fact that both of them found current day music to be such a bore and that if people want to be together they should just go and be together no matter what parents or friends had to say about it. During their conversation Allen just couldn’t stop thinking about the way Allen had felt before when he saw Anderson giggling. And even now Allen just couldn’t stop staring at Anderson, his every words, his very lips. Allen had to say, it was very hard not to stare at Anderson. He always was at the center of attention. It was hard not to notice him. With his slim waist, his tanned look, his long brown hair, his dark eyes. All in all Allen could say Anderson was a very handsome man… very handsome…

“Hey Allen, why don’t you stop daydreaming and come inside!” Anderson said, waking Allen up from his train of thoughts. The moment that sentence reached Allen’s mind he immediately started to laugh uncontrollably. Anderson, just realizing the humor in what he just said, started to laugh too. “Ha, ha okay Allen. I didn’t mean that…” Anderson said as he tried to control any further laughter. Allen thought to himself it was a shame that Anderson tried to do that. Allen really liked to see and hear Anderson laugh. For some reason Allen found it very mesmerizing and soothing…

Before Allen could finish his train of thoughts they were inside Anderson’s apartment. It was in a quiet place of town. It was just outside the center so it was near all the important places to be. Allen looked around and Anderson said: “well, what do you think?”

“It looks amazing! I really love this roman style interior. It has everything I would want in my own house, should I ever get a chance to buy one. You know what? Once again this proves that great minds think and feel alike.” Allen enthusiastically said.

Anderson’s only response was a small and shy smirk.

Anderson continued to say: “You know the stove is working so I can finally cook you that spaghetti that I promised you.”

Allen’s only response was an eager: “sweet!”

They proceeded to cook their dinner, all the while talking about the things in live that they liked and disliked. Romantic-comedies and horror. Tennis and golf. History and calculus. Mike Oldfield and Tina Turner. Allen and Anderson spent the entire evening talking to each other without a care in the world. Or so it seemed. Allen just couldn’t get Anderson’s laugh out of his head. His laugh that caught Allen’s attention and guided his attention to the rest of Anderson’s body. His beautiful body. That body sure was amazing. And to top it all off Anderson not only had a great sense of humor but was also very bright. The things he talked about to Allen often had him thinking about it throughout the next day.

But today Allen kept thinking about Anderson. Everything about Anderson made Allen feel all… weird inside. As Allen kept thinking about him, Allen noticed Anderson staring at him. And specifically Allen’s crotch to be precise. Allen covered the bulge in his own pants with his hands and stared at the ground in shame. Allen’s face was as red as a tomato and as hot as the sun. Allen didn’t know what to say and Allen didn’t knew how to get over this embarrassing predicament.

Anderson opened his mouth to speak but before he could say anything Allen blurted out: “I’m gay!” Anderson didn’t say anything and let Allen continue. “Oh, Anderson… I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry that I deceived you. I should have said it but I was afraid. I thought that you might hate me for it. I was afraid that you wouldn’t want to be my friend anymore. Afraid that you would leave me. That thought alone kept me from telling the truth.”

“How long did you know?” Anderson asked Allen in a soft tone.

“A couple of years.” Allen shyly responded.

“And you didn’t tell me because I might hate you for it?” Anderson asked.

“…Yes” Allen answered back.

“Even though we are best friends and we tell everything to each other?” Anderson asked.

Allen couldn’t bear to answer him.

“Listen Allen, I would never hate you no matter what you would do or say to me. We have gone too much together to let our friendship come to an end.” Anderson said, and before Allen could respond Anderson said to him: “And to make sure it gets into that cute head of yours, I don’t hate you for being gay.” He shuffled next to Allen but he didn’t noticed it. Allen was too busy staring at the ground in shame. Anderson put his hands on Allen’s shoulders and asked him in a serious tone: “And that bulge in your pants, is that because of me?”

Allen couldn’t answer Anderson but wanted to. God knows Allen wanted to. Allen felt tears swelling up in his eyes and small droplets streamed down his cheeks.

“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.” Anderson soothingly said to Allen. “I understand completely” He continued.

But Allen interrupted him. “Please let me.” he said. “I can’t take it anymore.” Allen continued. “I care so much for you. You have no idea. I’d go to the ends of the earth and back for you. My feelings for you know no bounds. And if you can’t accept them, then at least acknowledge them… Just…” Allen sobbingly pleaded.

But before Allen could continue Anderson suddenly kissed him. It was sweet and sensual.All of their built up emotions finally had a chance to be expressed. As Anderson kissed him Allen let his hands caress Anderson’s cheeks, his neck and eventually to back and lower. Allen was hesitant to go any further but Anderson guided Allen’s hands, to his ass.

Anderson briefly stopped kissing Allen to nibble on his ear and to say: “After all that talk, you’re still afraid to go any further?”

Allen shyly, filled with pleasure and anticipation responded: “I’m afraid I might move too fast for you. I don’t want to push you away”.

Anderson’s response was a single quick nibble on Allen’s ear, followed by the sweet words that sent Allen flying straight into ecstasy: “I want you too. There is no one in this world I could want more than you. I want you to hold me, caress me, feel me, stroke me, suck me, fuck me and love me. Let there never be any doubt about it! Now that you know how I feel, what are you going to do about it?”

Allen’s response was one Anderson didn’t expect since he let out a very load moan. Allen grinded his groin into Anderson as Allen strongly grabbed Anderson’s butt and pulled it towards Allen. Their dicks were massaging each other as they grinded them rhythmically together. All the while they both were squeezing each other’s asses and their tongues dancing, swirling together in their mouths. It was pure bliss. It was a truly magical moment that seemed to last for hours. After a while they both shuffled to the sofa, while maintaining their embrace of each other. Anderson sat on the sofa and Allen slowly glided in front of him. Caressing his legs, his thighs, Allen positioned myself in front of Anderson between his legs.

Allen rubbed his hands over Anderson’s rock hard erection as Allen looked him deeply in the eyes without saying anything. Allen didn’t need to say anything, Anderson could read Allen’s lust, his hunger, his desire. Allen wanted to taste him, now! Anderson quickly unzipped his pants and left the rest up to Allen. At first Allen gently stroked Anderson’s shaft trough his black boxers only to hear Anderson gently moaning with each and every touch. Allen released Anderson’s rock hard dick from its confines. It sprung right back up against Anderson’s belly. It was just under a nice 6 inch, it seemed perfect to Allen. It was the most beautiful dick Allen had ever seen.

Allen gently stroked it and worked the shaft with his mouth. All the while Allen’s hands were massaging Anderson’s balls. Allen heard Anderson’s moans getting louder and louder as Allen took Anderson’s hard dick into his mouth. Allen worked Anderson’s dick with his mouth and began to increase the suction, slowly building up the ecstasy to the point that Anderson no longer could contain himself. Anderson’s dick was twitching violently and Allen was positive Anderson would have quite a supply of his juice for him, only for him.

Anderson, heavily moaning, and in a cute voice that almost sent Allen over the top and moved him to only increase his sucking, said to Allen: “I’m gonna cum, oh I’m gonna cum hard!”. Anderson’s hips were moving out of his control as he tried to push his dick even further into Allen’s mouth. Until finally he came. Spurt after spurt of Anderson’s cum came pouring into Allen’s throat. It was hard to swallow everything, but Allen managed to do just fine. Anderson pulled Allen up and they embraced. Their embrace quickly turned into passionate touching, caressing and eventually kissing.

Anderson pushed Allen away momentarily to say: “Come on, let’s continue this in the bedroom” And before Allen could answer Anderson began to kiss Allen passionately again.

Thus Allen’s only answer could be an affirmative moan. They shuffled to Anderson’s bedroom with him taking the lead. On the way to the bedroom Anderson started to open Allen’s shirt. This gave Anderson access to Allen’s chest and nipples. Anderson touched Allen’s naked flesh with a gentle touch. And every so often he brushed Allen’s now stiff nipples with his fingers. The closer they were getting to Anderson’s bed the more clothing pieces were falling to the ground. At the end of their romantic dance they were standing in front of Anderson’s bed, both with only their black boxers on. Allen pushed Anderson on the bed and sensually positioned himself on top of Anderson, pausing every so often to gently kiss his naked skin. Allen stopped at Anderson’s waistband of his boxer and nibbled on his rock hard erection trough the fabric. Anderson’s erotic moans were proof that Allen had some effect on him. But Anderson’s reaction to when Allen began to apply suction to his beautiful dick surprised Allen.

Anderson shouted loudly: “Oh my god! Allen! Please! Stop teasing. I want to feel your warm embrace, I want to hear you moan with pleasure, I want you, I need you…” Anderson’s voice began to get softer and softer. His shyness had finally taken the best of him. And with his cheeks as red as tomatoes, he asked Allen in a cute shy voice: “Allen… can I bottom for you? I want you to make love to me like I’m the only one for you.”

“Oh, Anderson…” Allen responded as Allen pulled himself next to Anderson. Allen kissed him on the cheek and whispered into Anderson’s ear: “Anderson… You have a great ass, beautiful hair, amazing eyes, cute smile, you basically have the hottest body I’ve ever seen. But the thing that turns me on the most are your giggles. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you can cheer on the bad guys in movies the one moment and cry at the moment the hero get’s shot the other. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you talk enthusiastically to me about the music we both like. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you recommend me songs that I’m guaranteed to like. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you wink at me during class when you hear something we both would find funny. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you drink your coke with tiny sips when we are together. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you laugh at my jokes. The thing that turns me on the most is the way you fit with me. And some might find it a cliché but, the thing that turns me on the most is the way you are. Anderson… you are the only one for me... Today, tomorrow and a thousand years in the future.”

Allen’s words must have gotten to him because Anderson started to cry a little.

As Allen felt the tears swell up in his own eyes Allen told him the simple, but important words: “I love you.”

Anderson’s response was the greatest response Allen could have ever gotten. “I love you to.” And once again their lips found each other in a passionate kiss. Their soft touches began to become more empowered. They rubbed each other’s rock hard dicks trough the fabric. Allen pulled Anderson’s boxer down to free his dick from the confines. Anderson’s beautiful dick slammed back to his abdomen with a loud thud. Allen quickly grabbed it again and began to massage it for Anderson. Allen’s strokes continued to speed up. Anderson’s instincts took over as he vigorously tried to grind his groin into Allen’s hand. Allen did the same to Anderson’s eagerly awaiting hands. They laid there for a couple of minutes both touching and caressing each other. But the feeling was that of pure ecstasy. Allen wanted it to last a lifetime but their basic needs made place for their combined lusts.

They positioned themselves in a 69 position. The sight of his dick was an amazing sight to behold to Allen. The smell, the hairs around the base of Andersons dick, his balls, everything was wonderful to Allen. Allen kissed the tip to lick up some of the dripping pre-cum. Anderson’s response was a loud moan. And then Allen took Anderson’s rock hard dick into his awaiting mouth. Anderson quickly followed suit and mimicked Allen’s own movements. It was a good choice on his part since they both liked the same thing, the same kind of stimulation. Allen alternated between swirling his tongue around the tip and working Anderson’s shaft with his hands and nibbling on the length of Anderson’s erection, all the way from the top to the base. As Allen sped up he felt his own hip thrusts getting more harder and more longing for a release.

Allen sensed Anderson’s balls twitching accompanied by the words he shouted to Allen: “I’m gonna…! I’m gonna cum!” And with that he shot his seed inside Allen’s mouth, splurting it deep inside Allen. Allen was hungry for his seed, his juice, his nectar, his come and his essence. Allen loved every drop of it. This all sent Allen himself over the edge as well. And Allen to began to release his seed into Anderson’s eager awaiting mouth. They laid there for a couple of minutes, just fondling each other’s genitals. Both in a state of pure bliss. Both in a state of being almost content with just laying there for an eternity. But neither of them had enough yet.

They both wanted more. Allen began to trace from the tip of Anderson’s dick to it’s base with his hand. Swirling circles and felling the texture of his dick. It was such a great feeling. Allen could almost taste Anderson’s, now stiff again, erection. Allen continued to trace further down to Anderson’s ass, his beautiful ass. Allen could hardly wait any longer so he asked Anderson to turn over. He happily obliged. Now Allen finally had access to Anderson’s most intimate place. It was truly a sight to behold that Allen to this day is still almost impossible to describe. It was just perfect. It was nice and round, firm and eagerly awaiting Allen’s attention. Allen circled Anderson’s sphincter.

His response was a moan of pleasure and a wiggle with his butt. Anderson too was longing for the next chain of events. Allen pulled Anderson’s ass cheeks apart with both of his hands to give easy access to Anderson’s entrance and then Allen dove right in. His tongue prying at Anderson’s entrance.

Anderson’s moans were all that Allen needed to continue. The moans began to get louder as Allen entered Anderson with his tongue. With each passing moment the moans and panting of Anderson were getting louder. After Allen was sure Anderson was ready to receive him they positioned themselves in a doggy style position. It went all without any discussion, any kind of speeking. It was all on pure basic instinct.

Allen asked Anderson: “Are you sure?”

His response was of almost a begging kind: “Oh, please go on! I want to feel every inch of you inside me.”

It didn’t take Allen long to process Anderson’s begging before Allen took action. Allen positioned his dick in front of Anderson’s smooth entrance and rubbed the tip of his dick up and down. Teasing Anderson, enticing him, trying to lengthen their moment together. But they couldn’t kid themselves any longer.

Anderson's moaning and heavy panting was all that Allen needed to keep going further. Allen entered Anderson, letting out a load moan himself, resting after every inch, letting Anderson’s inner walls adapt to Allen’s hard dick. After a couple of minutes Allen was finally totally inside Anderson. Allen leaned forward and nibbled on Anderson’s ear. Allen felt Anderson’s sphincter responding to Allen’s attention to Anderson’s ear.

As Anderson’s panting continued Allen whispered into Anderson’s ear: “Does it hurt too much? Are you alright or should I stop?”

Anderson responded between heavy breaths: “Ahh… I… I’m alright… I’m finally feeling you in your… Ahh… entirety… Please don’t stop… never stop… I love it… I love yo…”

And before Anderson could continue Allen began to move his hips. It were long and slow strokes. And every stroke of his dick was met with Anderson’s own trusts trying to impale himself on Allen’s dick. With each passing moment Allen increased the speed of his thrusts. And with each passing moment Allen hit Anderson’s special place again and again. The place that whenever Allen touched it with his dick sent Anderson’s body to ecstasy, culminating into even louder moans.

His moans were getting louder and louder, and when Allen grabbed Anderson’s dick and began to jerk it, he shouted out Allen’s name in pure pleasure “Allen!” Allen intensified his jerking and his movements. It took only one more thrust and jerk before Allen felt Anderson’s entire body twitching and spasming under him. Allen felt it in his hand massaging Anderson’s dick and in Allen’s own dick that was rubbing Anderson from the inside. Anderson’s sudden twitching around Allen’s dick was too much for Allen, he could no longer postpone it. Allen just had to come, right then and there. Allen let out a loud moan and shot his come into Anderson’s body. Allen shot his cum right into Anderson’s most intimate place. It was a wonderful feeling for Allen to come with the person that he lusted after the most. It was a wonderful feeling for Allen to come with the person that he cared for the most. It was a wonderful feeling for Allen to come with the person that he simply loved the most on the entire planet. Allen collapsed on top of him. They laid there, just resting, trying to regain the strength in their legs, reveling in the afterglow of ecstasy.

But their caressing soon turned to fondling and that soon turned to masturbating each other. Both of them were soon again as hard as rocks.

“Ready for round two?” Allen said with a grin.

Anderson, still basking in the feeling of earlier, responded with a small nod.

Allen positioned Anderson softly on the bed and spread Anderson’s legs apart. He laid there and just the sight of him, heavily breathing and panting, that combined with those eyes of him… Those beautiful eyes… those eyes burning with longing and desire for Allen. Just for him were beyond the wildest dreams of Allen. After a couple more jerks and Anderson’s dick was again leaking with some pre-cum. Allen used it to lubricate Anderson’s entrance some more. And Allen entered Anderson again. Long, deep strokes that intensified with each thrust.

Anderson put his arms around Allen’s neck and pulled Allen towards him. Anderson began to touch Allen all over his back. Anderson’s breathing intensified and began to nibble on Allen’s ears. Slightly biting it. Allen let out a loud gasp and felt the heat from Anderson’s body to his every fiber. Allen’s dick was slamming deep inside Anderson, hitting him in all the right places. The sounds of their hips hitting each other was accompanied by the sound of Allen’s balls slamming against Anderson and his moans that were getting louder with each passing moment.

Anderson stopped to nibble on Allen’s ear to say, to try to say: “I’m… gonna come… I… love… you… I’m gonna…. come.”

Allen responded with his own final thrust and shot his seed deep inside of Anderson. His cum was splashing all over them, covering their stomachs, their chests and parts of their necks. Allen rolled of off Anderson and next to him. Allen putt his arms around Anderson, embracing him. Both of them were baskign in a feeling that they had finally found their one true love in live.

Allen pulled Anderson’s head next to his own and whispered into his ear: “I love you to. I love you the most in the entire world. But there is one thing.”

“Mmm, what is it then my love?” Anderson responded.

“Well, it might sound weird but could you please pinch me?” Allen asked shyly.

“Wha-? Pinch you? I never knew you were into that sort of thing.” Anderson responded.

“Hehe, only on Friday’s my dear. Just kidding. But just humor me.” Allen said.

“okay…” Anderson said and with that he pinched Allen in his arm.

“Ouch” Allen shouted.

Anderson asked: “Can you now tell me what that was all about?”

“Do you promise not to laugh?” Allen asked him with a blush on his cheeks.

Anderson only nodded in response.

Allen shyly said: “Stuff like this never happens to me in real life. I could never find someone to touch, fondle, cares, embrace or just outright love. That only happens to me in dreams. I was just afraid that once again this all was some kind of cruel joke my mind plays on me. But to be honest I’m glad this is not a dream. If it were I would have never wanted to wake up. I just love you so much. I can’t stand it if we couldn’t be together anymore. I just can’t stand it to be without you anymore. Please never leave me, let us always be together from now on. Please…” Allen started to cry. All the feelings of all those years that Allen had cropped up inside his heart came out again.

Anderson touched Allen’s face with his hands, caressing Allen’s face, trying to dry his tears. Then Anderson told Allen: “Allen, don’t cry anymore because you are feeling lonely. I want you to cry because of happiness. I will stay with you until the ends of the earth. Nobody is going to separate us. And my feelings for you know no boundaries.”

Anderson kissed Allen on the mouth. It was a romantic kiss that felt as wonderful a thousand orgasms to Allen. Anderson then snuggled into Allen’s open arms again. Allen began to cry again but this time he cried because of happiness. Happiness that he finally had found someone. Someone to spend the rest of his live with, someone to love.

And they did. It took some effort to convince their parents that they loved each other and in the end they all accepted them for who they are. And at Allen's and Anderson's marriage ceremony their parants cried because they were happy. Happy because Allen and Anderson both had found happiness with each other. They led their lives like all married couples. There were good times and bad times. Times they laughed together and times they cried together. Times they argued and times they loved. But their love for each other never diminished. Not even decades later after the death of Anderson, at the age of 89. Allen’s love for him could pierce the sky and even the heavens. And Allen knew that his own time would come very soon. It wouldn’t take long before they could be together again. Before they can once again be united in their love for each other.

The End.