What follows is my first attempt. It's very much the work of a novice (not that I'm the next Harold Robbins anyways), but there is an honesty about it, I think. Anyways, hope you enjoy.
Nighttime on a spring evening, we lay together, naked as Adam and Eve, bodies entwined as one, lips merged in the dark, passions rising. You break the kiss and ask what I want. My mind races...so much comes to mind - young male fantasies 101 - but I freeze, afraid to answer, afraid to look foolish...I feel like a virgin again, knowing what I want to do, what I want to have done, but how do I say it? You stare at me, though, and see through me, and you know. You lean me back in the bed, and trace my lips with your fingers, tracing your kiss down my chin, down my chest, and you can feel me hardening under you. With a silken touch, you take me in your hand as your kisses reach my inner thighs, and you smile as I moan and close my eyes. I gasp as you take me in your mouth, moving slowly up and down, as if you're savoring the taste. I open my eyes to see you looking at me, watching my reaction. My breathing quickens as I struggle to hold myself back; I don't want this to end yet. After a few moments, as much as I dare to withstand, I pull you toward me and lay you back. You moan softly as my mouth finds your breast, carressing each nipple with my tongue. Tracing down, you spread your legs in an invitation, the heat of desire coming off of you in waves. I press my mouth to you - God, who wants this more? I close my eyes and savor the avalanche of senses; your gasps of pleasure, your hands in my hair, the sweet taste of you, the throb under my belly, the thunder of my pulse in my own ears. You then pull me up to you, and our eyes lock - I can't hold back. I thust forward into you and your back arches as you cry out, but I know it's not in pain, but ecstacy. Your arms and legs wrap around me as we rock as one, calling each other's name in the dark - so much to take in; I'm locked in your grip, and not just by your arms...how warm you are in that secret place! I want to make it last, I want it to last for you, but the look in your eyes shoots me toward the edge, and as I feel my climax rushing, breaking the dam, you cry out and join me in the leap. It takes only a moment but it feels like a blessed eternity, and I collapse on you, totally spent. Our lips meet again in the dark, and though we are out of breath, we breathe what we have into each other, sustaining each other. And as I feel myself finally calm and slip out of you, you keep me wrapped in your arms, not letting me go, and we drift off together.
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