Wings of A Butterfly
The next week consisted of Lucas never leaving my side. The only time we spent apart was when his dad took him to do a little Christmas shopping for his mom, and even then I made sure I was with Kyle the entire time we were apart to ease his nerves. He wasn't really nervous about losing me as he was about me not being there to protect him. I'd assured him that when the time came, he'd be ready to fight for me and I wouldn't have to protect him anymore.
I loved every minute of his wild obsession of being together at all moments of the day. We were never apart and I felt important being his bodyguard. We played video games together as boys often do, we watched dozens of romantic movies (neither of us could really handle a thriller just yet), and most importantly of all we advertised our relationship all over town. There wasn't a person who Lucas knew that didn't know about me. He was permanently attached to my side now, and there was no way I was going to let him go.
I'd like to take this moment to completely describe Luke's appearance. Being that I never actually knew I was gay before, I never paid much attention to his body so I never really described it. For lack of a better term, he was gorgeous. Every part of him accented another part. His body was perfectly symmetrical. He had muscles of course, but not too many. He had very little body fat and his skin was completely smooth except for a little trail of hair from the middle of his torso that led to his belly button and further down.
And as for the parts that matter, his dick wasn't “oh my God” big but it was a good size. It was big enough for him to feel confident but not too big to make me afraid of letting him fuck me. His ass muscles were tight and toned but soft to the touch. And like I said before, he does look incredible in those jeans.
His face was like a perfect sculpture. He had a nice smile that spread across pearly white teeth. His bottom lip was a bit more full than his top and kinda stuck out when he smiled. His eyebrows weren't thin, but they weren't bushy. He didn't maintain them at all, they were just naturally perfect. One of them had a little scar in the middle of it from an incident on his skateboard when he was 12 and the hair wouldn't grow there. His eyes were beautiful hazel as I've mentioned dozens of times. I just couldn't get enough of his eyes. They were pools of beauty that I could swim in for days.
His hair was golden blonde and short on the sides and back, almost like a buzz cut, but long at the top. He kinda had this faux-hawk thing goin' on, though he never actually put it up. His bangs were usually spiked outward. I couldn't understand how someone so perfect, so beautiful could fall in love with me. I wasn't ugly or anything, but I knew I wasn't nearly as attractive as Lucas was.
While Lucas had a baseball body, my body belonged more to a tennis player. My legs were thicker than Lucas' and my arms were muscular, but the rest of me was a bit underdeveloped. I have muscles, but not nearly as many as Lucas. My face was thinner than his, less defined. My eyebrows were a little more bushier than his, but I tried to keep them cleaned up. My cheekbones were much more prominent than his. When he smiled, his cheeks would form dimples; mine wouldn't.
My hair was also short and thin at the sides, but I made my bangs come down at an angle. I had darker hair than Lucas. Light brown, but not too light. It was kind of like a chocolate color. My nose, while even and symmetrical, was a bit longer at the tip than Lucas'. Mine stuck out a bit further and it made me hate a profile shot of me, but Lucas insisted that it made me look cuter. He knew how self conscious I was about my honker and he made sure to give it its own special kiss every now and then.
But despite all the physical prowess of Lucas, the one thing that stood out was his heart. What he told me that day in the bathroom was true for me too. I didn't fall in love with his looks; I fell in love with his heart. The size of his heart was more important to me than the size of his pecs or the size of his cock. I could feel his love for me in every touch and every kiss. Each shock he sent through my body wasn't my response to his touch; it was his love being transmitted from his heart to his touch, from his touch to my skin, and from my skin to my own heart.
But I think the difference between our physical appearances is what defined our positions with each other. Lucas was more dominant and in control all the time. His muscular build allowed him to feel more confident. Mix that in with his compassionate nature, you get one very amazing guy who isn't afraid to take the lead. Me on the other hand, I was a little more self conscious about my body. I wasn't as built as Lucas was so I depended on him to keep my spirits high and make me feel wanted. I guess you could say I was the girl in the relationship, but I didn't mind that.
I guess that's why I loved our temporary role reversal here. I loved feeling needed rather than wanted. Lucas gave me the chance to feel like the defender; the one who would fight for us and be able to give him the strength he needed. It was a nice change to be in Lucas' shoes for a while. It wasn't until two days before Christmas that Lucas started feeling better. He wasn't as scared to go to sleep at night and even though he still needed my presence, he was feeling much more relaxed.
On Christmas Eve, his grandparents on Anne's side came over for dinner. She had cooked up a couple steaks for Kyle and her father, while the rest of us enjoyed her mother's pork and stuffing casserole. It was clear where Anne received her cooking skills from. I usually don't like pork but my God... it was an amazing dish. For dessert, Anne had baked a home made Angelfood Cake. Around 7, we wrapped up in our coats and walked down the street for the evening service at their church. I wasn't much of a religious person, but I really wanted to go to give thanks for everything I had been blessed with over the past few months.
After the service, we walked back home to exchange gifts. Lucas wanted us to save ours for tomorrow night, so I just sat back and watched their family with a smile on my face. I fought back the tears when I saw the joy and love on everyone's faces. I had always wanted to experience this part of a family, but I was far too young to remember the only two years I had been able to.
I missed my mom a lot that night. When Lucas was saying goodbye to his grandparents (Gram and Gramps as he called them), I sat on the couch in the family room and stared into the roaring fire, thinking about her and fiddling my locket with my thumb and index finger. He came to sit down next to me and he grabbed my free hand and tangled our fingers together.
“They loved you,” he said, “As I knew they would.”
“And they're okay with us?” I asked.
“Well Gram already knew,” he said, “I never told her but she knew somehow. And Gramps may be old fashioned but he knows true love when he sees it. He doesn't really approve of it, but he accepts it. The last thing he said before leaving was, 'I like this version of you. He's much happier,' So I guess he's okay with it.”
I smiled and returned my attention to the fire.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I just,” I said, “I miss my mom.”
“Oh...” he said, “I'm sorry Aaron.”
“No I mean,” I said, “I had fun tonight. I just, I haven't really experienced what it's like to be part of a real family.”
“Well that's not fair,” he said, “Everyone deserves that.”
“I did twice,” I said, “But I was too young to remember it.”
“What do you mean?” he asked. With sudden realization on his face, he revised his question, “You never told me, what happened to your dad?”
“He was around until I was two. My parents weren't married, but he promised he'd stick around to help her with me. That was the closest I've had to a real family until my dad met a waitress with the chest of Pamela Anderson. They ran off to Washington and I never saw him again.”
“That's terrible,” he said putting his arm around my shoulders and hugging me into him.
“I got cards from him for every holiday for four more years, but they stopped suddenly,” I said, “I don't even know if he's still alive.”
“I'm so sorry,” he said, “That's really unfair.”
“Don't worry,” I said with a half smile, “Tonight was really fun.”
“Well you enjoy the rest of the night,” he said. He sounded as if he knew something I didn't.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“This was just Mom's side of the family,” he said with a grin, “Tomorrow you get to meet Dad's.”
“Okay why do I feel really nervous now that you said that?” I asked.
“Maybe cause my dad has 3 sisters and 2 brothers,” he said, “Two of the sisters and both brothers are married with kids, and the other sister has a pair of twins with her boyfriend.”
“That's a lot of kids,” I said.
“Yeah and they're the least of your worries,” he said with a grin.
I must have had a look of pure panic on my face.
“Aaron I'm kidding!” he said, “They're gonna love you.”
“If you say so,” I said with a twinge of panic still in my voice.
We sat that way for a while. He leaned his head onto my shoulder and eventually started nodding off. He readjusted and turned to lay his head on a pillow he placed on my lap. After about an hour his parents walked in. I held a finger up to my lips to let them know he was sleeping. They nodded and whispered that they were going to bed and that we should catch some Z's as well.
“Santa doesn't come when people are awake in the house,” Anne said with a grin.
When they left I tapped Lucas softly on the side of his face..
“Wake up baby,” I said.
He stirred and looked up at me.
“Sorry,” he said.
“No reason to be,” I said with a smile, “We should go to bed.”
We both stood and he laced our fingers together as he stumbled up the stairs with me at his side. As we walked down the hallway, he stopped and stared at the bathroom door with a smile. He pulled my hand up and guided me towards the door.
“Come on,” he said.
“You don't wanna pee together again do you?” I asked jokingly.
“Shut up and come on,” he said.
He opened the door and lead me inside. He turned on the faucet in the tub and waited for the water to warm up before putting the plug in. I gave him a smile and a wink when I understood what he wanted and lifted my shirt over my head. He came over to me, put his hands on my chest and kissed my lips with extreme care. His touch was gentle and loving every time. His hands moved from my chest to my waist and started unbuckling my belt. My hands met his at my waist and unbuttoned my jeans while his pulled the zipper down.
I stepped out of my pants when they fell to the floor and Lucas joined me. He lifted his shirt off and let his pants drop to the floor. We stood there for a moment just staring at each other. For some reason, he didn't get hard, and neither did I. That's when I was convinced that this relationship wasn't about sex. Lucas was telling the truth when he said that.
When the tub was full, we pulled off our underwear and Lucas stepped into the water first. He let out an audible sigh then extended his hand to me with a smile on his face. I stepped in, sat down, and pushed my back up against his chest. He put his arms around me and held me as we just sat there in the water together. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and turned my face toward his. His scent filled my nostrils and forced a smile on my face.
“Aaron,” he whispered.
I opened my eyes to see his sad look.
“What's wrong?” I asked.
“I need you to tell me that you'll never leave me,” he said.
And there it was. He was still vulnerable; still afraid.
“Oh baby,” I said turning my body around to face him, “Never! I would never leave you. I love you way too much.”
He just stared at me with tears in his eyes.
“Luke,” I said grabbing his hands, “I love you so much. I'm here as long as you want me here. I won't leave until you tell me to.”
He smiled weakly and said, “What if I said I want you here forever?”
“Then forever is how long I'll stay,” I said with a smile, “Nothing can change that.”
I turned back around and pushed my back against his chest again. We were sitting there for probably 45 minutes when Lucas started yawning. I ran my fingers against his arms when he pulled me closer to him and kissed my neck. I smiled and moved my hand down to his thigh. Slowly and cautiously, I moved it closer to his crotch. He was as soft as a freshly washed towel.
“You're not hard,” I said.
“Neither are you,” he whispered, “There's no reason to be.”
I turned to look at him and smiled. He smiled back. It was that moment that we knew how much we cared about each other... and it made us happy.
We got out of the water and dried each other off. He pulled me into him and hugged me. I felt his lips on my cheek and I turned my neck so I could kiss his lips. We walked out of the bathroom together with the towels around our waists. When we got into his bedroom we put on some underwear and crawled into bed together. Lucas was on his back and I moved in to lay my head on his chest. I was running my fingers softly along his muscle lines when he spoke again.
“Aaron I'm sorry,” he said, “but I need you to say it again.”
I sat up and looked in his eyes through the darkness.
“Luke,” I said, “I love you way too much to leave you.”
He smiled weakly again and said, “I don't know what I would do without you... and that's all I can think about. I keep thinking about how I almost lost you and what I would have done if I did. It's killin me Aaron.”
“Hey, hey, hey,” I said as he started to cry, “Look at me.”
I lifted his chin with my hand and forced him to look into my eyes.
“You need to stop thinking like that,” I said, “Okay, listen to me. I'm still here. I'm okay; I didn't leave you.”
“I know it's stupid,” he said, “I just can't help it.”
“Luke, it's not stupid,” I said, “When I thought he was gonna kill you that day I was terrified too. But I didn't let it cripple me. I used that fear to make myself strong enough to fight for you.”
“I'm just really scared Aaron,” he said, “I don't wanna lose you.”
“And you're not going to,” I said, “Nothing in Heaven or Earth can take me away from you. You're stuck with me.”
He smiled, “I wouldn't want to be stuck with anyone else.”
I smiled back, “I love you baby.”
“I love it when you call me baby,” he said.
“Well then I'll call you baby more often,” I said as I leaned in to kiss him, “Now go to sleep. Santa doesn't come when people are awake in the house.”
I rested my head on his chest again and his arms came around me. He moved himself a little lower so my head was on his shoulder and his chin was pressed against my forehead. We fell asleep like that with smiles on our faces.
* * *
I stirred from my sleep as I felt fingers brushing lightly on my face. I didn't want to open my eyes yet, but I couldn't help but smile. The fingers were replaced by his lips as they softly kissed my cheek and made a trail to my lips. My arm flung around his neck as I pulled myself up. My eyes fluttered open to see my light bathed angel staring back at me with his beautiful eyes.
“Didn't mean to wake you,” he said.
“It's okay,” I said still smiling.
“Merry Christmas,” he said.
“Merry Christmas to you too.”
We sat up in bed. Lucas had the look of a little boy on his face. He knew I had a present for him and he knew he wanted it. I smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. I could see the anticipation in his eyes and I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. His hands went up to the back of my head and forced me to kiss him harder. His tongue pushed past my lips and found my own so it could dance to our symphony of soft moans.
His gentle touch traveled from my hair to my back and my hands moved up to his sides. I fell backward onto the bed and pulled him on top of me. His hair dangled and tickled my forehead. He pulled away and stared into my eyes with a smile on his face.
“Are you feeling better?” I asked.
His eyes shimmered with his response, “Better every second I kiss you.”
My lips met his again and I took his bottom lip gently with my teeth and let go. He smiled and kissed me again. With a smile on my face, I dropped my arm over the side of the bed and pulled a box out from under the bed. I pulled it up and put it in front of Lucas' face.
“We're supposed to wait,” he said with a smile.
“I know, but I want to see your face now,” I said.
“Aaron,” he said with a crack in his voice.
“Just open it,” I said kissing him again.
“Okay,” he said.
We both sat up again and I sat across from him as he placed the box in front of him. He gently lifted the bow from the top and opened the flap to look inside. His eyes instantly filled with tears as he took in a deep gasp. He looked back up to my smiling face and stared at me. He gently pulled the Beanie Baby Doberman named "Doby" out of the box and kept staring at me.
“You remembered,” he said softly.
He sat up on his knees and put his hand on the back of my head, pulling me into a deep and passionate kiss.
“I can't believe you remembered,” he said, “Where did you find this?”
“I have my ways,” I said.
“I've been looking for a new one for years...”
“When you told me that story, I started hunting for one,” I said.
“You didn't,” he said.
“Yeah I did,” I said smiling.
“You are incredible,” he said as he kissed me again.
“Yeah I am,” I said with a grin.
“You want your present now?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said.
He leaned forward over the foot of the bed to his chest of drawers. I sat back and stared at the fabric of his boxers tightening around his magnificent ass muscles. With a smile on my face I lifted my foot and lightly kicked his butt.
“Is that my present?” I asked, “Cause I like it.”
“Dork,” he said as he sat back and handed me a box, “I think you're gonna like this better.”
I gently opened to box and looked inside. There was something wrapped in blue wrapping paper and a small envelope inside. I pulled out the slim thing wrapped in blue paper first and examined it. My eyes found his and he nodded at me. My fingers tore open the paper and tossed it aside as I looked closely at the CD in my hands.
“What's this?” I asked.
“It's every song we've listened to together,” he said, “Every song that makes me think about you.”
“Oh Luke that is so sweet!” I said wrapping my arms around his neck, “I love it.”
“Open the envelope,” he said.
I did as I was told and flipped the tab of the envelope open. My smile reached from ear to ear as I pulled the contents out. There, in my hand, were two front row tickets to the Paramore concert.
“OH MY GOD!” I screamed.
“You like it?” he asked sarcastically.
“I LOVE IT!” I yelled as I attacked him with kisses, “How on Earth did you get these?! This concert has been sold out for three months!!”
“I have my ways,” he said.
“I don't believe this Luke,” I said, “This is incredible.”
“Yeah,” he said, “And I have it all worked out too. It's two weeks after we get back to school on a Friday. It's only about a 45 minute drive so we can leave right after class and be there with plenty of time. And I uhm... I kinda booked a hotel just in case we were too tired to drive back.”
He was trying to hide his grin, but I knew why he booked that hotel.
“Luke you are amazing,” I said, “And I'm not gonna be too tired to drive back, but maybe we can use the room anyway.”
He beamed at me. I knew he was hoping I wouldn't take it the wrong way. But with a boy as cute as Lucas, how could anyone not give in to his sad face?
“Oh and I'm not done yet,” he said with a big smile crossing his face.
He got up and practically skipped to the door and down the hall. I could hear him mumbling to his parents and I heard him coming back down the hall. When he walked back into the room, he shut the door and sat on the edge of the bed. He patted the area next to him and I swung around to sit at the edge with him. He grabbed his hands in mine and sat there in silence. There was a knock at the door not long afterward.
“Come in,” he said.
“What's going on?” I asked.
“Shh,” he said.
His parents and Kyle were standing in the doorway. Lucas kissed my cheek and stood up to join them as they stood there. Anne's eyes found mine and she was the first to speak.
“Aaron,” she said, “Lucas told us about your family.”
My eyes found his. He tried to avoid my gaze but I clawed at it with mine. There was no hurt in my eyes though.
“The four of us would like to formally invite you to spend Christmas Day with us,” she said, “As a part of the family.”
The grin was wiped from my face and a look of astonishment took it's place. I stared at Lucas and tears filled my eyes. I smiled again and looked at all four of them. They were all smiling at me and Lucas broke away from them and rejoined me on the bed.
“I would be honored,” I said.
My hands found Lucas' and I squeezed them with all my might as I kissed him gently. He had fulfilled my wish. At that moment, I was more than happy. I was so much more than loved. But most of all, I was where I belonged.
* * *
Lucas leaned over and smelled my hair a little.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Just making sure you don't smell like meat before we throw you in with the wolves,” he said.
“Lucas!” his dad said from the front seat, “I've asked you not to call Jackie and her daughters 'the wolves' a million times.”
“You really shouldn't tease your boyfriend Lucas,” Kyle said.
“Aaron you're going to be fine,” Anne said, “I promise.”
“Yeah I'm just messing,” Lucas said putting his hand on my thigh, “Just be the sweet, smart, and amazing guy you are and they'll love you almost as much as I do.”
He leaned in to kiss me then as the car pulled into the driveway. We piled out of the car and I took a long look at Grandma Harper's house. It was bigger than Lucas' house. I could hear the sounds of kids yelling and playing in the backyard. It was in the mountain area and we'd been driving for almost an hour to get up here because of the snow.
I must have been off in my own little world again because I didn't see the small snowball heading for me until Lucas batted it away with his hand. Two little children with snow covered gloves ran right up to Lucas and gave him a big hug. They were both talking at the same time and I could really tell what they were saying. Lucas stopped them and turned towards me.
“Aaron,” he said, “This is Jacob and Aly. They're my Aunt Gina's twins.”
“Hi there,” I said with a big smile.
“Jacob, Aly, this is Aaron,” he said, “He's my boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend?” Jacob asked, “I thought boys had girlfriends.”
“Well I like boys Jacob,” Lucas said, “And Aaron is my boyfriend.”
“I don't get it,” he said.
“You'll understand when you get older,” Lucas said, “Now go tell your mommy I'm here okay?”
“Okay!” they both said at the same time as they ran off.
“They're my favorite cousins,” Lucas said, “And Gina is my favorite aunt. You'll love her Aaron. She's so sweet and amazing.”
We walked inside and my nose was instantly overwhelmed the amazing smells that filled the house from the kitchen. I could smell the turkey and the mashed potatoes as their aroma danced with the smell of the Christmas Tree sitting in the big family room off to the left of the entryway. Lucas saw the smile on my face and grabbed my hand as we walked in. Kyle diverted to the back door to join the kids outside while their parents went straight for the kitchen to greet everyone.
We were walking down the hallway towards the bathroom to freshen up from the car ride when the twins came barreling down the hallway towards Lucas again. Following them was a skinny woman wearing lots of green and red clothing and big hoop earrings. Like Lucas' father, she was blonde but had some red streaks in her hair. She was wearing a spiked cross necklace and some flashy rings with bright gems in the middle. She was no older than 30.
“Lucas!” she said excitedly.
“Aunt Gina!” he said just as excited as she was.
“Hi honey! Merry Christmas,” she said as he hugged him.
“Thanks, you too,” he said.
“And who is this handsome young man?” she asked looking at me.
“That's the guy I told you about Gina,” he said.
“Oh Aaron!” she said as she pulled me into a hug as well, “It's so good to finally meet you.”
“Thanks,” I said, “Good to meet you too.”
“Lucas has told me so-o-o-o-o much about you,” she said, “I must say he's cuter than you said he was Lucas.”
I blushed and chuckled, “I know that's not true.”
“Oh but it is,” she said, “You're a very pretty boy.”
“I've never been called pretty before,” I said with a smile.
“Well it's true,” Lucas said wrapping his arm around my waist.
“Lucas dear,” she said, “Would you take the twins back outside and make sure they haven't had the chance to bury any of the other children in the snow?”
“Yeah sure Gina,” he said chuckling as he grabbed the twins in his arms and walked toward the back door.
“Aaron,” she said as she put her hands on my shoulders., “I just want to let you know that you've made Lucas such a happy young man. Before he met you he was in a really dark place, and you've changed him somehow. I just want you to know that if you were going to try anything to get me to like you, you've already done it.”
“Thanks ma'am,” I said.
“Oh please call me Aunt Gina or Na-na or anything else besides ma'am,” she said.
“Okay Aunt Gina,” I said smiling.
“But I'm serious,” she said, “The boy I just saw was someone I haven't seen in a very long time. He's been very depressed for a long time. The day he met you I noticed an instant change in him. Whatever you've done, you've made him happy again and that's all I could ever ask from you.”
“I love him very much,” I said smiling.
“That's good enough for me,” she said, “Come let me introduce you to the rest of the family. Beware of Jackie though... for lack of a better term she's a major bitch. Don't make too much eye contact with her and let Lucas deal with her two daughters.”
I did as I was told when I was introduced to Aunt Jackie. I smiled my biggest smile and shook her hand gently. After her I met her husband Hank who seemed like a very passive man (which is Lucas' explanation for why she's such a bitch; she can get away with anything), Uncle Roy who was a borderline alcoholic and having a staring contest with the chest full of beers, his wife Elaine who was quiet and sat at the window watching the children play in the snow, Uncle Bob who smelled like cigarettes and urine, his wife Patty who was the source of the cigarette smell, Aunt Francis who was just as colorful in personality as Gina, her husband Carl who was nowhere near colorful, Aunt Bridget whose only feature that stood out to me was the gap in her teeth, and her husband Jack who was too invested in the football game on TV to say more than two words to me.
Last, but certainly not least was Grandma Harper. She was a wonderful woman who took to me instantly and asked me to help her stir the dumpling batter. Of all people, she made me feel the most welcome. Like Gina, she had seen how happy Lucas was around me and loved me unconditionally for doing so.
There were way too many kids for me to remember. The ones who stood out most were Jackie's daughters. Audrey was 14 and Brianna was 17. They were both really really moody towards me and before I could say two words to them, Lucas held out a couple tampons and a box of Midol to them and said he had come prepared for them this time. They instantly shut up and went about their business shooting dark looks at Lucas and I. He told me to ignore them, so I did.
After about an hour of hanging out with the kids outside, tossing a couple snowballs at each other, and building a snowman with the twins, Lucas and I went inside to sit by the fireplace and warm up before dinner. When dinner was called, all the kids sat at the big table in the kitchen, and all the adults plus Lucas, Kyle, Audrey, Brianna, and I sat in the dining room. We all sat and Lucas was the one who said grace this year. I could feel his hand tighten around mine when he said, “Lord we thank you for everything you've blessed us with this year, and we hope to continue to be blessed by you in the years to come.” When he was finished I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face. His hand was on my thigh under the table for most of the meal.
After dessert the kids all piled into the large family room around the tree. Lucas and Kyle played “Santa” and passed the gifts out to everyone. I was shocked when I received two gifts. One from Lucas' parents and one from Gina. I wasn't expecting any at all and was incredibly thankful for everything this day had given me. I had indeed found where I belonged.
* * *
On the car ride home, I fell asleep with my head on Lucas' shoulder. Our hands were entangled when I woke up. We were about halfway back to his house and his dad needed to stop and get gas. We got out of the car and stretched in the crisp cold air of the night. He took my hands in his and the smile on his face glowed in the night. I don't think he ever stopped smiling that entire day. Neither had I.
When we got home, Lucas and I went straight upstairs to take a nice hot bath together. I settled into his chest once again and almost fell asleep there. His arms were wrapped tightly around me and his face was nestled into my neck as he gently kissed me every few seconds. My hands met his around my chest and I held him as he held onto me. I never wanted to let go.
But we had to. Lucas' toes were getting raisined and he wanted to get out of the water. We got out and dried off and headed back into his bedroom. We were sitting on his bed watching something on TV. I didn't know what because my attention was focused completely on him. His touch, his scent, his aura; anything that made me feel warmer in the cold night.
He stood up to go to the bathroom after about 30 minutes and was gone for longer than he should have been. I was about to go check on him when the door opened and he stood there in the doorway with nothing on but a big blue bow covering his crotch. His smile beamed in the semi-dark room as he stood there with his hands on his hips. I smiled back at him.
“I have one last present for you,” he said still smiling.
“Oh really?” I asked as I walked over towards him, “It looks big.”
“It's heavy too,” he said.
I wrapped my arms around him and linked my hands on his back just above his ass. He pressed his gift up against me and kissed my lips gently. Slowly, I backed up and pulled him toward the bed. I spun him around and pushed him backwards to sit down on the edge of the bed. There, I got on my knees and slowly unwrapped my present. There was a big smile on his face as I pulled the string away from his cock. Not long after I pulled it away, his cock sprang to life and quickly hardened.
I took off my shirt and threw it behind Lucas. With a smile on my face I moved my hands to his ankles and lightly grazed his skin. I went from his ankles to his legs and slid them slowly upward until I reached his thighs. I moved my face to where my left hand was and lifted it away. I replaced my hand with a light kiss, and then did the same for the thigh my left hand was on.
My fingers closed around his shaft and he threw his head back with a moan as his hips pushed up into my palm. I put my lips around his head and used my tongue to play with it. His left hand went to the back of my head and started to push me down further on his cock. His gasps for air and moans of pleasure filled the silence as he thrust his hips up toward my face. I put my hands on his back just above his ass and pulled him forward more. I moved my hands to his chest and made him lean back a little and pushed his legs upward.
With my mouth still on his cock, I moved my left hand to play gently with his balls and my right hand played with his exposed asshole. I slipped a finger inside and he moaned a deep growl that seemed almost like a lion. All three sensations had him cumming in my mouth in no time. I could feel his balls pulsing and his cock began to swell in my mouth. His final moan started with another growl that turned into a long pleasured groan as his cock erupted. I pulled my lips off and let him spray all over my face and chest.
He looked at me and laughed when he was finished. He pulled me into a standing position and began cleaning me up with his tongue. He licked every part of me, even parts that weren't covered in his juice, and then pulled me in to kiss him. His kiss went from my lips to my chest and started to descend toward my jeans, but he stopped. He reached over and pulled out a condom and lube from his nightstand.
“Now that's hardly fair,” I said.
“It's for you,” he said.
“What?” I asked.
“I want you to be the top tonight,” he said, “That's my last gift for you.”
“Oh Luke I don't know,” I said, “I enjoy being the bottom.”
“Please?” he asked, “I want to do this for you.”
I leaned in and kissed him, “Okay.”
He placed the condom and lube on the bed next to him and pulled me closer to him. With his teeth, he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of my boxers and pushed both of them to the floor. When I stepped out of them, he pulled me on top of him and started kissing me all over. He backed up to the pillows and made himself comfortable. I ripped open the condom wrapper with my teeth and Lucas pulled it out of my hand.
I closed my eyes when he rolled it onto my cock and let out a sigh when I felt the cold lube being applied to my shaft. When I opened my eyes, I saw him with his fingers in his hole putting lube on the inside. Then he gave me a smile and a wink and put his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer. I guided my cock to his hole and slowly pushed the head in. He threw his head back again and moaned as I slowly pushed in. Inch by inch he let out multiple groans.
“How far in are you?” he grunted.
“About half way,” I said, “You need me to stop?”
“No keep going.”
He let out several grunts as I pushed myself further in. This feeling was incredible. He was so tight and warm; the sensations on my cock were indescribable. But the look on his face was even better. He had this look of pure pleasure on his face; it was as if there were no pain at all. But I knew there was, so I was gentle until he told me to do otherwise. I wish I had taken a picture of his face when my balls touched his ass. He looked so proud and happy with himself, while still feeling the pleasure of me pushing inside of him.
“Go harder,” he grunted.
“No,” he gasped, “Harder.”
I did as I was told and pulled out slowly, but pushed back in harder. Lucas' face showed only pleaure from my quick thrusts. Faster and faster I pounded his ass. He had to stuff a pillow in his face to keep from screaming out in ecstasy. Lucas pulled the pillow off his face and pulled me down to kiss him deeply and passionately. Our moans filled each others' throats as I felt myself getting close. Lucas then stopped me, kept my cock in his hole, and flipped over onto all fours. He signaled me to keep going.
I wrapped my arms around his torso and pressed my chest up against his back as he stuffed his face back into the pillow. He flexed his ass around my cock and sent me into a frenzy. I felt my balls tighten and my cock throb as I was nearing my final thrusts. I let go of his body and sat up as I forced my hips into his ass as hard as I could as my cock erupted deep inside him. Both of us let out a simultaneous groan after the final slam and we both collapsed.
I pulled myself out of him and he turned over underneath me. He told me to sit up and when I did, he pulled the condom off of me and cleaned all the cum off my cock. When he was done, we got up and quietly went across the hall to the bathroom to take a quick shower together. He had a smile on his face the entire time. When we got back into bed, he hugged me tightly and kissed me gently.
“No wonder you like that so much,” he said, “That was incredible.”
“And you were tough,” I said, “I couldn't have handled that much my first time. Didn't it hurt?”
“Only a little at first,” he said, “Then it was a really good hurt. And when I looked into your eyes, it all went away, and all I felt was you.”
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you too,” he said with a kiss.
“Oh before I forget,” he said, “Travis invited us to spend New Year's Eve at the cabin next week.”
“That sounds like a lot of fun,” I said softly.
“You can call Mike and Carly in the morning and tell them they're invited too,” he said.
“Oh great!” I said.
He kissed my cheek and I cuddled into him as our breathing and hearts slowed. I fell asleep with a big smile on my face.
Yeah... this is definitely where I belong.