McKinney - 2
Dec. 22nd, 2009 07:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
7wildwaysup
Story Type: AU
Word Count: 2666
Rating: R - Deep Passionate Love …
Warnings: Filthy Porn…
I tell him that I don’t live here in
I say that I’m just here for the weekend and have to take the train back Sunday…
Finally I say, don’t you…
Am I not…
Did I do something wrong…
I get up and start to get dressed; he’s just watching me… I can feel the tears starting in the corners of my eyes… I don’t want him to see how pathetic I feel.
I move to leave the room but he’s fast and now standing in front of me; pulling my chin up to look into his face…
He wipes the tears away and says; which part of I’d like to get to know you better didn’t you understand…
He pulls me into a kiss and asks if I can you spend the night… I say my cousin is probably worried by now... He’s at the church…
Brett dress’s and takes my hand, we walk down stairs together; the bar is now full and all eyes are on us…
He stops at the bar and places another order and then we walk outside. You can still hear the soft music floating out of the church…
We wander up to the back of the church and kiss in the shadows… It isn’t long before Nathan has located me. He reaches out and says I was starting to get worried…
It’s then that he notices Brett; he just looks at him… his eyes getting bigger as he also notices both our erections swelling in our pants… and a Hugh cherry red hickey under my left ear…
He says what you are going to tell my mom… it’s huge…
I’m not sure if he means our cocks or my hickey…
Brett says: nothing he will be staying with me for the remainder of the weekend… I’ll see that he gets home safe and sound…
With that Brett dismisses Nathan in the most authoritative voice ever…
I love his voice it’s so strong and masculine; just the sounds of it makes me wet…
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We’re walking through the city at night; its cold and chilly on the streets in London. He pulls me closer to him and wraps his big over sized cape around us as we stand smoking a refer down at the docks.
You can hear the big ships horns through all the fog and the see far off fishing boats trolling for a catch… It’s really warm n’ toasty inside his cloak; I’m feeling a little stoned and running kisses down his neck and chest.
I drop to my knees; inside his secluded tarp and slowly undue his pants lowering them to his calf’s… I now understand the need to have more room for movement…
He takes a handful of my hair into his fist and holds firm and tight; I hear his moaning as do several other men watching contently near by… He says you’re such a good boy…
My little blond head is bobbing savagely and I’m starting to feel over heated as usual he senses my need for fresh air as he lets the cloak slip back over his shoulders. My little show is completely exposed for all to see as I’m relentlessly completing my assigned task; my neck is almost Gumby like while I’m rolling his balls with my one hand gently and steadying myself by placing my other hand on the small of his back…
Just as he starts to cum I pull my head back for all to see his huge dick shooting his load all over my face, hair and neck; claiming me as his for all to see… I just smile my sunshine smile at him through all his seed.
He just stares at me and says; I think I love you; you filthy little whore… that was fucking hot…
Watching me and Brett has pulled the other perverts through there climax and there all just lined up against the wall trying to catch there breath and watching us… hoping for more…
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Shortly after we returned to his suite, dinner is served in the sitting room. Seafood Kabobs with jumbo shrimp, scallops and catfish with mini roasted red skin potatoes and grilled peaches and pineapple…
I love that it is all on skewers and that he is feeding me each piece one at a time and running sweet peach slices around my lips and then licking off the juices.
He is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen and I’ve seen a few in my peeping days… god that sounds so bad… I never think of it like that… Anyways, Brett has the most perfect body he’s fit and firm but not bulky or muscle bound; yet very strong… toned… long, and lean...
I wish I had a sketch pad…
He asks what it is; he can since my need for something. I just say I love to drawl and I’d love to drawl you…
There a knock on the door almost by magic, they came to take our dinner tray away…
Brett asks them if there are any art supplies in the club… mean while; I make use of the pencils and personalized stationary from his desk drawl. Brett Aidan McKinney, J.D., M.D., Ph.D., quite the alphabet… who the fuck is he…
I don’t even have to ask him to sit still, just watching him as he reads or writes in his journal is nice; but watching him sleep is the best. He’s so relaxed, so natural, sometimes he appears to look like a small boy, so innocent… Now that’s funny…
The next morning he takes me out for breakfast at some fancy French restaurant, he only orders coffee, very strong coffee with a bagel and cream cheese. I on the other hand am a growing boy and order what appears to be most of the menu when it arrives.
He is just watching me consume this feast and tells me I won’t be able to move once I’m done… but that’s OK he can think numerous activities he can do to me; while laying on the bed recovering…
When we return from breakfast Brett has pulled my shirt over my head; while in the process completely binding and tangling my arms behind my back.
He has also removed my pants and tied my feet with my underwear that he has torn in half to the bedposts… I’m not blindfolded; but the hem of my shirt is just covering my eyes. It’s thin and I can see light and shadows, forms, but not much else unless you’re lying next to me.
He’s running his tongue around my nipples repeatedly; then sucking them into his mouth once there hard and standing at attention. The sensation is incredible… No wonder my sister’s constantly breastfeeding her little monsters…
I’m so turned on; so I take a chance and ask him again…
Don’t you want to take my virginity?
Silence…
Now I’m just glad that my shirt is covering most of my face…
I can’t help but feel like crying again, I wonder what’s wrong with me…
Why am I still here… I want to run, but I’m tried to the bed…
Why did I have to say anything…
It was going so good… I’m such a fool…
But I don’t want to go home still a virgin…
He’s just laying there next to me, watching me, no longer touching me…
He finally speaks; I guess I forgot what it’s like to be so young and horny… I remember my first time… his voice fads away…
I say tell me; was I romantic… he just looks at me and says no…
It was exciting and intense… but romantic, no… I ended up hurting a friend unintentionally… and we lost contact shortly after that…
Now he looks sad… I ask if he wants to talk about it… Did he love them…
Brett’s completely taken back by how open and caring I am towards him.
He pulls my shirt back and looks me straight in the eyes and says no, never, I’ve never been in love… until now…
Silence… lots of silence…
He’s still staring into my eyes and finally says; I want to wait…
I want it to mean more than just being your first fuck…
I don’t want you to be; just the blond on the corner with the nice tight ass…
I want you… I want you to be Mine…
I think... I’m falling in love with you…
The truth is I’m scared to death… I’ve never felt this way before…
I… I just don’t ever want you to leave, there something about you… I need you…
God… I need to talk to Sig…
I say who?
He says; my rival, my arch-enemy, my mentor… It’s a love/hate thing… were too much alike…
He looks at me and says my therapist…
I just say therapist… you see a psychiatrist?
Brett just shakes his head; puts his tongue in his cheek then says it’s a good thing you’re tied up…
I’m going to have to beat you for that…
I’ll have you know I’m a PSYCHIATRIST… YOU BAD LITTLE BOY…
I can’t help laughing… He pulls me into a kiss, while he lands a firm strong hand on my ass that leave a large red welt… I buck from the impact and he gently says; don’t move until I give you permission…
Then he’s running his wet tongue over the welt, cooling it as he blows on it… kissing it…
He whispers your such a good boy… the sensations are amazing, first burning pain, then his cooling lips and now his kisses are tickling me and driving me crazy, making me hard.
Then he repeats this all over my ass, again and again for the next 20 minutes or so… my mind is full of contradicting needs and desires…
I didn’t notice when he removed my bound limbs from there shackles; I just feel him rubbing warm, sweet almond oil all over my muscles and it feels great…
Especially when he finally reaches my shaft… his hands are so slick as they glide up and down and all around… He’s kissing me in his new favorite spot just below my left ear.
He’s holding me from behind, spooning me, I’m now covered in the slick sweet oil and I feel his erection throbbing against my ass, the head of his penis is slightly pushing on that delicate skin just between my balls and my dick.
I’m so close… He’s driving me wild; every time he touches me I erupt in incomprehensible pleasure… he’s… Oh My God…
He tells me how much he loves to watch me, seeing me experience each new pleasure for the first time; it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen…
There so much semen covering both of us… I didn’t realize that he came along with me; he was rutting between my legs keeping pace with his thrusts to my dick… were both just laying there wet and sticky with huge smiles on our faces… I reach up and kiss him telling him I’m falling in love too… he pulls me tighter and whispers I love you my sweet Cherry as we fall asleep…
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Were on the train to
I’ve never had such quality art supplies before… I’m beaming, it pleases him to see me so happy… He woke before me and was impressed by my drawling skills as he sorted through all the sketches of him, him and me… exotic images of what I though we looked like doing all those sweet and nasty things…
I drew them from my imagination of what I though we looked like together and what I was feeling; physically and emotionally… there's no video cameras… like I said; he’s impressed…
He showed them to his friends; Brad, Randy and Anton we had dinner with them on Saturday night. They also seemed surprised by my talents; but they were obviously not happy I was there…
Brett tells them to play nice… and get used to it; I will be in his life from now on… a simple fact. As he says this I notice the surprise set in like stone on his friend’s faces…
It also does the same for me… I realize that he is very serious about us… He’s in Love with ME… I’m glowing…
He looks up at me from his writing; I’m now lying on my back on the bed in his private cabin on the train. It's just starting to occur to me that my suitor really is quite wealthy.
Thinking back to his deluxe suite all the fancy meals and wine; and his ability to make thing appear without really trying… some one always seems to be close by to fulfill his request.
I just smile looking back at him and he says tell me about your family…
Well, let’s see my parents are pretty great; there very supportive of me… They know I’m a homosexual but never mention it, except in little ways…
You know like, telling me to be careful when I came to
Not to dress a certain way… I’m sometimes… I’m a little girly; I say that blushing and hiding my face a little… He smirks…
My mom, her name is Jeneva she thinks I’m going to be a great artist… She always buys me all the art books that are sold at the resale shop. She volunteers there and helps the church ladies with community service issues. My mom is very active in town, her dad used to be mayor.
My dad, Chase runs the local bakery and knows everyone. He’s involved with the small business association and does a lot of community service. He works with the local men’s club, but he’s not so religious. Besides he works at night or should I say early morning hours baking. My sisters and I run the bakery during the day when not in school.
I love to bake; I learned to make tiny little paintings on the cookies, when I was really young… anything to be creative… People come from all over to buy them and sometimes I make them for special occasions
My sisters; Mercedes and Kaiden their are pretty nice, Mercedes is married and has twin boys;
Kaidens always has a new beau every week; she’s very pretty and a little wild… She’s also very active in the youth group at the church; which is a little odd because she really isn’t religious… It’s funny over the last few years or so all the young girls in town seem to be finding religion…
There fucking the priest…
Brett, that’s just… wrong…
Maybe, but I bet it’s true… trust me Sonny Boy…
Besides if you’re going to pledge your sexuality to god, make sure your “god” is a good fuck…
Sorry, Sonny Boy I’m sure you’ll understand at some point… it’s a joke…
You have to understand, I’m a doctor, a scientist, an atheist… raised catholic…
