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A Love We Shared

by Junco

Once the engine passed under me, I realized that I didn't move, and my opportunity had eluded me. It was a stupid thought, and I didn't know why I was thinking that way. I looked down at Teddy. He was lying down, but occasionally I could see his eyelashes move as he looked up at me. He was drenched, and when I looked at my own clothes, realized I was too. I had enough of the rain, and started heading toward home.

I felt bad for wanting to jump. I couldn't believe the thought had crossed my mind, because there was no way I could do that. It had never been on my mind before, and it just wasn't me. While walking home, I contemplated those thoughts, how silly they were, or why I thought of them in the first place. My situation wasn't that bad, and jumping wasn't an answer to anything. It meant giving up, and I couldn't give up yet. Maybe Hunter would understand me. I had to give him a chance. I heard a noise, and realized it was my cell phone ringing. It was the first time someone called me on it, and the number displayed was my home number.


"Shawn, is that you?"

"It's me."

"Your voice sounds rough. I wasn't sure it was you. Where the hell are you?"

"About two blocks away."

"I was worried about you. Are you okay?"

"I think so."

"I figured you were out walking Teddy, but I've been up for 30 minutes now. I was wondering what happened to you."

"I'm sorry. We sort of took a long walk."

"Well when did you leave?"

"Don't know. It must have been around 7:00 or so."

"Dam boy. You've been gone a long time. It's 8:30 now."

"I know." I felt bad, and really couldn't think of anything to say.

"Looks like it been raining awhile."

I looked down at the wet dog in front of me. "Yeah, Teddy is soaked."

"I was thinking more about you boy."


"You don't have a rain coat, umbrella, nothing do you?"

" Am I in trouble?"

"You're going to be in trouble if you don't get back here soon. Wait. I think I see you two." I waved toward the house, but I was still a block away, and couldn't see Hunter at the window. "Thought so. I saw a dog pulling a person. I figured it was you," he said.

"Are you up and walking around?"

"Yeah my ankle is better this morning. Swelling is down too."

"I'm so glad you're better." I paused for a moment. I wasn't doing well with the conversation, then Hunter spoke up. "Well okay. I going to hank up now, but I got my eye on you."

"I promise to be good."

"I love you," he said. I was done. In a scratchy voice, I said, "That is so sweet. Okay, bye," and hung up. It was those words, I love you, and he said it. I felt like he meant it too. How could I have been so stupid? Of course he loved me. I felt tears, but my face was already wet with the rain. I had to give him a chance. I remembered the first time I saw him, how beautiful he was, and how much I wanted to meet him. Then we had a dance together, and he kissed me. It was one hot kiss. I had to wait a month before I could see him again. I thought about him the whole time, hoping I could see him, and kiss him again. He was all I thought about for a month. He was here now, in my home, and slept in my bed, with me. What the hell was I thinking?

I walked up the stairs and entered. There was Hunter ready with a towel. He gave me a kiss, then looked at me.

"Your eyes are red."

"They are?" I replied.

"What's going on with you?"

"I'm okay," I said. I put on my best acting job, and tried to sound cheerful. He dried of my head and then instructed me to take a hot shower, while he dried off Teddy.

I didn't know a shower could feel so good. The warm water plus all the steam warmed my entire body. I turned the water off, and could see movement on the other side of the shower curtain. I opened it, and there was Hunter, holding a towel for me. He dried my head first, then shoulders and arms. When I stepped out of the tub, he dried my chest down to my stomach, and did my crotch area too. It was his first look at me naked, and now he was touching me with the towel. He could have played around with me, but Hunter was all business. I turned around, and he did from the top of my back down to my feet. I guess he did put a little extra effort into making sure my ass was dry.

"Something smells good," I said.

"Yeah I'm cooking breakfast. I hope you're hungry."

"I am now."

"Good. Go ahead and get dressed, and it will be ready soon."

He was so sweet, and so caring, how could I ever doubt him. After breakfast, I picked up our dishes, and returned to where he was at the couch.

"How was your walk?" He asked.

"It was okay."

"Where did you go?"

"Seemed like we went everywhere. I know we walked through town, then through some neighborhoods and stuff, but nowhere in particular."

"What does Teddy think of the rain?"

"It didn't seem to bother him much," I said flatly. All my responses had been without enthusiasm.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I said, but I got a stern look.

"You looked awful when you got back from your walk. Now something is up."

"I'll get over it."

"Shawn Thomas Mason, you better tell me what's going on. "

"I didn't want to tell you, but I can't seem to get it off my mind. It was a stupid thought really, and I don't feel that way now."


"The thing is, I was standing on a bridge, and I was thinking about jumping."

"Off the bridge?"

"I know, it was a stupid thought. That's why I didn't want to tell you."

He thought for a minute. "I'm glad you did tell me. I want to get upset about this, but then next time you won't say anything." He paused. "Come here."

Hunter had his legs up on the couch, and I was sitting at the far end, next to his feet. I turned on my side in a somewhat laying down position, and moved toward the top part of his body. My head came to rest on his chest, as our arms went around each other. He held me for a while, and then spoke. "After everything you've been through it's okay if you have thoughts like that, just don't act on it."

"I won't."

"You don't feel that way now, do you?"


"Let me know if it happens again."

"I will."

"What made you think like that anyway?"

"I really need you in the worst way, and I thought I was going to loose you."

"Why'd you think that?"

"Um...I guess it's because of sex. It's like I don't know when I'll be ready for it."

"And you thought I wouldn't want you?"

"I did, but it seems so silly now. I've never had thoughts like that before."

"I'm glad to hear that," he said. "But why would you want to end everything?"

"I don't know. I really don't. I was alone, and depressed, but I kept thinking negative thoughts, then one thing leads to another, and I get sucked down into some vortex or something."

"Sweetie I don't want to think about living without you. I feel like my whole life is getting ready to change, already has, and you're apart of that. Please don't do anything like that. Just talk to me. I need to know what's going on inside your head," and he grabbed my head when he said it.

"As far as sex goes, I'll wait for you, as long as it takes."

"Really?" I asked. But I wasn't asking. I was already believing him.

"A week, two weeks, a month, hell I'd wait a year for you."

"You would?"

"Baby, you've been through hell. I think it's the least I could do."

"I understand. At the time, I guess I wasn't sure," I said.

"Well, you don't know me yet, so I can see you having questions, but I swear I'm going take care of you, and hold you, and love you for as long as it takes." I held him tighter, swallowing hard, trying to fight off tears, but his sweet words had been spoken, and I knew it was the truth.

"I don't know how I could have doubted you," I said. "Since I've been back you've shown me nothing but love."

"It's easy loving you. You are the sweetest boy."

"You're sweet too," I said and looked up at him. He saw my tears and gently wiped them away. We held each other for the longest time. I could have laid there with him for days, and it seemed like a long time, but probably only an hour went by. He continued to hold me, stroke my hair, and rub my back. He had love to give me, and I was soaking it up.

"What do you want to do later?" He asked.

"Um, I don't have to do it today, but I've been wanting to get my ears pierced for a long time now."

"That would be cool. You would look so good. I mean, you already do, but that would just add to your look."

"Okay, maybe we could do that," I said.

"Would you mind taking me by my apartment later?"

"Not at all," I said.

"I need some clothes and want to check my phone messages." It was a good thing we stopped by, because Hunter had been called to a job interview, one that sounded like good money for him. I watched him dress into a nice pair of slacks, shirt, tie, and sports coat. He looked so sharp, like a professional, and I was very proud of him.

While he was in his interview, I stopped by my office to talk to Lisa. For a boss she was very cool and understanding of my situation. I had called her at home the previous night and left a message, but was vague on my reasons for not coming in.

"I'm surprised to see you here," she said. "What happened?"

"I was attacked, or actually worse than that, but I'm ready to come back to work tomorrow."

She thought for a minute, which was strange for Lisa, because her comments always came quickly. "Shawn, you come back when you're ready, and I'll respect your privacy, but if you ever need to talk I'm here."

"Thanks Lisa." Then she hugged me. She had never done that before, and it let me know how much she cared.

After his interview, Hunter called me to come pick him up. I spotted him standing on the sidewalk looking smart as ever.

"How did it go?"

"Great," he said. "I think they really liked me."


"They said they would let me know for sure on Friday, but that my chances looked real good."

"That's wonderful baby. I'm so happy for you, and proud of you. You look great."

"Thank you," he said.

"I bet you were turning some heads."

"Yeah, there were some girls checking me out while I was walking down the hall."

"Sorry but they can't have you," I said quickly. "No boys either." He smiled at me as we drove off.

We stopped back by his apartment, so he could get a few clothes. He said he would stay with me another night, and longer if I needed him. He could have stayed every night if he wanted to. I knew I liked sleeping with him.

We got back to my house, and Hunter came with me to take Teddy for a short walk. His ankle was getting much better, and plus the rain had stopped. While we were out, a truck backfired, and it made me jump.

"It's okay baby," he said.

"I thought I was feeling better, but my nerves must be on edge. I think I just need a few more days."

"You're a lot tougher than you think."

"What makes you say that?"

"I talked to Phillip today, while I was waiting for you to come pick me up," he said, holding onto my arm

"What did he say?"

"Of course he's concerned about you, but he said in tough situations you really came through. He said anytime you were faced with a challenge you always succeeded. Even when things were scary, that you handled yourself very well."

Hunter also made his own observations of me, and told me things that were boosting my confidence. His actions were soaring my belief in us. It was daytime, and we were out walking along the streets, but that didn't stop Hunter from showing his affection for me. Everything he did and said, made me feel better, like the way he looked in my eyes, or hung on my arm, or just got me to laugh. He had become my best friend, and I enjoyed every minute I had with him.

I called my friend Jeff, and arranged to meet him at the gym. Hunter came along too, but he said he was just going to watch. Watch all the cute jocks, is more like it. We were half way through the workout when Jeff commented on how hard I was working. Everyone didn't need to know my business, so I made up a story about some dude picking on me at work. We agreed to meet every weekday, and he promised in a few weeks I would start to see a difference. I was so tired after my workout, but I felt better because I was dealing with the situation in a positive way.

Hunter told me about a place where I could get my ears pierced and we headed there next. It was a first class operation, everything was clean, and the people were real nice. Rather than get both ears done, I had them put two rings in one ear. I was excited about doing it, but I knew it would probably hurt too. We decided on ring size, and placement, then he got all his tools out. He had a gun like thing lined up on my ear, then I felt a point, and a little bit of pressure. I thought I felt it going through my ear lobe, and the pain wasn't bad at all. Then he said take a deep breathe, and I thought, okay, here we go. It did hurt, but only for a second.

"How do they look?"

"Great," Hunter said. "I really like them, and they look good on you." I looked in the mirror. They looked better than I anticipated, plus I looked more like a gay boy now, and that was the look I was going for.

It was right after dinner when Phillip called. He asked me about what happened at the bridge, and I assured him that it was just a stupid thought. Still Phillip was concerned, and said he would be calling me a lot.

Hunter and I talked more too. We hit topics like music, dancing, boys, our past relationships, and anything else that came to mind.

"You know, I always thought Phillip and I were pretty tight, but after getting to know you, it's like that doesn't compare to us."

Hunter thought for a minute. "You're right. I've had some close friends too, but I've always held back something. With you, it's so different. Like I can trust you with everything. Sometimes you hold things close to your heart, and don't tell a soul, but I like telling you everything."

"Kind of liberating, isn't it?"

"Hadn't thought about that," he said, "but you're right. It's like freedom talking about anything that comes to mind. Its work figuring out what stuff I keep to myself, and how much I should say."

"About the only thing I wanted to keep away from you was what happened this morning."

"But you did tell me."

"True. I didn't want to tell you, cause...well I didn't know what you would think of me."

"It didn't change my love for you," Hunter said with a warm smile.

"It didn't. If anything it made us stronger."

"I think it was your low point. Like it was required for you to hit bottom, so you could make full recovery."

"It's helped me realize my true blessing," I said.

"What's that?"

"You. I know you would stand by me no matter what happened."

We talked forever, but Teddy came into the room and gave me this worried look, and I knew I needed to take him out for a walk. Before I could leave Hunter was making sure I had my pepper spray and my cell phone with me. I know he told me six times to be careful, and that he would have come with me except that his ankle was acting up.

I felt safe outside, mostly because of Teddy, but I also had other options. Hunter called me from the house, just checking on me, and a few minutes later a police car slowed way down as he cruised by me. When he got to the end of the block he stopped till I was out of sight. I saw him again when I was nearing home. I knew this was officer Marks doing, and even though it wasn't him, I felt like a friend was watching me.

Teddy settled in for the night, and Hunter and I got ready for bed too. We only had our shorts on as I laid my head on his chest. He felt so good to me as I ran my hand across his chest and arms. It was a warm safe feeling I had, as I gripped his arm tightly. I kissed his chest, as my hand glided around his body.

"Alright for me," I said.

"What is it?" I took his hand in mine, and guided it down to my shorts where he could feel my hard dick.

"Cool," Hunter said. "See. I told you everything would be okay."

"I know. It's about time."

" feel good too."

Hunter didn't leave his hand down there too long, but he did rub his hand back and forth a few times, and put his hand around the shaft. That really felt good.

The first time I woke up during the night, I had become separated from Hunter, and inched my way over to him, and placed my hand on his stomach. Later on in the night I woke up when he turned on his side toward me. I turned to face the same direction he was, so he could spoon me. I felt the warmth of his skin against my back. He pulled away for just a second to adjust himself and I felt the soft but unmistakable shape between my cheeks.

I would have loved for him to have me then, but being lovers would have carried us away to another place. A place I knew we would find soon, but for the moment, I was getting everything I needed from him. Our friendship was beyond compare, and provided a base for our relationship to develop. No doubt I enjoyed the feeling of his body next to mine, the softness of his skin, the muscles I felt in his arms and chest, but it was more his spirit, and the person that was Hunter that I enjoyed.

Morning came, and when I woke up, I saw the soft light inside my bedroom, and a beautiful boy asleep next to me. I studied his face in the dim light, and the outline of his body under the sheets. I was so much in love with him, and now I suddenly wanted him. I wanted to show him how much I cared for him, but in a deep physical sense.

When I looked at the clock that all changed. I had to be at work, and didn't have enough time to spend with Hunter the way I wanted to. It didn't matter, just that I wanted to, meant a lot to me.

Hunter dropped me off at work so he wouldn't be stranded. While at work that day, I got several calls from Hunter, two from Phillip, and one call from Ethan. Even Lisa was checking in on me, and everyone's concern was greatly appreciated.

Hunter's insurance allowed him a rent-a-car, and we got that squared away after work. He planned on going to work at the restaurant the next few days, but had Friday off, and I knew in my bones that would be our day. It nearly drove me crazy thinking about it. He could have spent those nights with me, but after looking back, I realized he was right. I did need some time alone, and as each day passed, I felt stronger, and more myself.

While apart, Hunter and I kept in close touch, always talking on the phone. He did come by to see me once at work. He didn't stay long, and none of my friends came by while he was there. I wanted them to come by, and see him. I was so proud of him, and proud to be with him.

I returned the favor, and came by the restaurant where he worked. They had some excellent food, and Hunter got me a huge discount. I did leave him a big tip though. Wouldn't be right if I didn't. I did get to meet his friends. Hunter was all smiles while introducing me to his friends. He was holding my hand when he took me back to meet Julie, his best friend there at work. She was very friendly, but I was getting a much warmer feeling from Hunters actions. It was his approach to people, and the way he presented me. Yes I was his boyfriend, but I felt a lot more than that.

Friday came, and Hunter was waiting for me when I pulled up in the drive. He had been on my brain all day, and when I saw him standing there, I felt my heart leap. The first thing I noticed was the sunglasses, dark, and contrasting against his blonde hair. It was slightly cool that day, and he was wearing a black leather jacket, and blue jeans. I got a hug from him the moment I got out of my Jeep.

"I got the job," he said. I hugged him tighter.

"That is so cool. I'm really proud of you."

There were some neighbors out in their yards, but that didn't stop him from giving me a kiss too. How I loved this boy, and he wasn't afraid to show how much he loved me.

Once inside the door, something within me broke. After having a few days to think about him, desire him, but not have him, my pent up energy unleashed itself on his lips. I kissed him softly, then a little harder, and when his hands grabbed at my ass, I turned wild. Before I knew it, I had him up against the wall, holding his shoulders back with the palms of my hands. I had my tongue in his throat, and he was eating it up.

"Wow," he said, when I backed away from him, and stared into his eyes. "Where did that come from," he asked.

"I don't know, but I liked it."

"Me too," he said with longing eyes.

"If I were you, I'd watch out later."

"Why? What's later?" He asked.

"You," I replied.

"Me?" He said in a coy way.

"Yeah you. I'm going to be all over you," I said slowly.

He shrieked once, then smiled at me.

"We should eat soon," I said. "We're going to need our energy."

He looked at me and licked his lips. We looked at our food situation, and decided to go to the grocery store. Even that was a fun experience with Hunter. We both saw two boys while at the store. One of them looked a little overweight, but the other guy looked okay. They were both staring at us when they walked by. We got home and had a beer while we made dinner. I was busy getting some vegetables in a pot, and when I turned to the stove there was Hunter, with his back to me, stirring our dinner. I was staring at his shoulders, and his small waist, but then right below that my eyes became fixed.

"What are you looking at?" He asked, when he turned around.

"Your ass," I said, as I brushed by him, and put the vegetables on the stove. It was difficult taking my eyes off him. I enjoyed looking at his body, but I liked the whole package even better. The face, the eyes, his personality, his spirit, and his body, plus soon I would know Hunter, like a lover too.

It took one more beer apiece before we got supper ready. We continued to drink after supper, and we settled in on the couch. The music was sounding good, we had great conversation, and Hunter's hand on my leg was delightful. I turned to kiss him, and as my hand went to the back of his head, his hand came to rest on my chest. Before long he found my nipple, and started moving his hand, then his fingers, back and forth across it. I would have been crying out, except I was in a lip lock, and screaming my sounds into Hunters mouth. We kissed as long as I could take it, but I needed to breathe, and had to break away.

"I love kissing you," he said.

"I know what you mean."

"I need some water," he said. We both adjourned to the kitchen, and downed a glass of water, and got another to bring back with us. The beer was good, but it didn't quench my thirst like water could. I was leading the way back to the living room, but I stopped abruptly at the bedroom door, and turned to face him.

"Let's go in here, where we can both be comfortable."

"I like your thinking," he said.

We set our water down, then Hunter turned to me for one more kiss. I was so turned on by his lips, but then he broke away from me, and gave me one of his longing stares.

"I like this bed, it's so tall," he said and turned and bent over, laying the top part of his body on it, leaving his feet on the floor, and his ass started swaying back and forth in front of me. He wanted me, just as bad as I wanted him. I stood behind him, grinding my crotch into him. He crawled up onto the bed, and I was right behind him. We kissed face to face as he ran his hands up under my shirt. Next thing I knew he was taking it off me. I returned the favor, followed by removing his pants and underwear.

I saw him for the first time naked, with only the light from the living room peeking its way into our room. I had sort of seen him naked before but not like this. I couldn't help but notice his hard dick, thick, long, and very hard. In my mind I pictured what I was looking at inside me one day.

I felt the warm shaft with my hand while we kissed again. He started slamming his tongue down my throat while his body started wiggling around beside me. His hot little body was wanting me, begging for my attention. Our kiss was so hot that he backed away from me, panting, while he took my pants and underwear off.

Hunter lay back down on his side, facing away from me this time, and backed up toward me. My arms came around his front, as I felt my dick sliding back and forth across his ass. He kept wiggling around, moving himself all up against me. I could see myself inside him, as my desire for him continued to grow. My lips found his back, and started kissing him while my hips continued to move. I didn't know a back could be so sensual. I could have taken him then, but I was wanting to play with him more. My kisses moved toward his side while I moved my body more over top of him, working my way toward his nipple. He turned till he was lying on his back, while I was over top, straddling him. I slowly worked my way down his smooth body till I put his hard shaft in my mouth.

Experience wasn't on my side, but desire was, and judging by his cries and moans I was doing just fine. The only boys I had ever seen hard before were James, and Phillip, so my exposure wasn't wide spread, but Hunter was a nice size. He felt so big in my mouth, bigger than anything I had ever felt before. For sure I like the feeling of him in my mouth. I worked him as long as I could and sat back on top of my feet.

He lifted one leg up high, and swung it over me so he could lie on his stomach. I saw his ass, and it was so fine. I wanted in there so I reached for the lube. I put some on my fingers and worked it around his little hole. I got some more, and started to very slowly move the tip of my finger inside him. I got as much lube inside him as I could, and then put a little more on my fingers, and went inside him even more. He started wiggling around, and tossing his head back and forth. I only had one finger in him, but that was all it took to make him buck around.

"Please baby," he said.

"What is it sweetie?"

"I want you so bad. I want you in me." I wanted that too, and gently turned him around so he was on his back again. I liked him on his stomach, but I wanted to see his eyes, and see the expression on his face while I entered him. He instinctively raised his legs, while I positioned myself in between them. It seemed like minutes passed as I continued to apply more pressure, but not go in him yet. I watched his eyes as the tip just went in, and I felt the constriction on my dick. I was just barley inside, when he threw his head back into the pillow and let out a deep long moan. I went in a little further and his head lifted off the pillow, eyes wide open, and his mouth was open, but no sound came from him. He looked strained, like he was trying to say something, but I knew he was feeling good.

Each time I went in him further, I would stop for a minute, then move around some, then go in a little more. My pace was slow, and it took forever, but he felt so good to me that I didn't care how long it took. What truly excited me were his cries, and the way he looked at me. He always had a cute innocent look to him, but now he also looked submissive. I wasn't seeking power, but I felt like I had power over him.

"You feel so good in me."

"You like that, huh?"

"Yes baby. That's a big dick you got."

"Not as big as yours," I said.

"It feels big to me," he said. That made me happy. We were close to the same size in that department, but Hunter did look bigger around than I was. It didn't matter though. I still felt strong and powerful.

I had made love before, but not with Hunter. This was our first time, but it was better than I ever thought it could be. Sure I was feeling good physically, but love was stronger than ever before. It was our love, a love we shared, and now we were sharing something intimate.

I was still moving slow, but now was moving in and out of him. I put my hands on the back of his legs, holding them back for him, while I re-adjusted myself, and got into a more comfortable position. I pulled back, almost all the way out of him, then back in, but slowly. He loved how I was making him feel. I started moving back in faster, but still slowly pulled back out, not out completely, but almost. I started in faster and faster till I was slamming into him hard.

I was amazed that I hadn't come yet, because I was going at him harder and faster. I remember the time when Phillip and I had some beers first, and how long it took before I came. Alcohol seemed to have that affect, and I was lasting a long time. I was getting closer, but stopped before I came. While still in him, I bent my body down to kiss him. He was so out of breath, and could barely kiss me.

"Dam boy you are working me good."

"I'm liking it too. You feel so good to me," I said. "Thought you might need a break."

"Maybe just a little one," he said.

I pulled out of him, and backed off the bed, and stood there by the side of it. He wanted more, but took a second to catch his breath. He moved over to the edge of the bed, near me, and asked, "How do you want me?"

I had an idea, but I thought he needed just a few more minutes, so I kissed his neck and worked down toward his nipple. He liked me kissing him there, and I was enjoying turning him on. After a few minutes he started lying back, with his legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Now it was my turn to make a move. I took his legs, and started to roll him over till he was face down. I also moved him backwards, so he could put his feet on the floor, and he was bent over at the waist. I took him again, watching, as I slid in and out of him. What a lovely sight it was. Not just seeing his ass, cause that was a very nice sight. No, I was watching me go in and out of him. It was a nice perspective, but I couldn't see his face. Still I got to see his back, and run my hands along it, as his body tapered down toward his waist. Listening to him squeal was also turning me on.

I pulled all the way out of him, and he turned his head back over his shoulder and looked at me. It was a different kind of look, like, I can't believe what you're doing to me, and what do you want me to do now look. He stood up to face me, and I kissed him hard. It was a hot little kiss, then I backed away from him.

"I want you on your back, and right at the edge of the bed," I said. I loved him being submissive to me. He moved back, sat on the bed and laidback while I grabbed his ankles as his legs came up. I had been working out at the gym everyday that week, and still had sore muscles, but I did feel stronger. The fact that my muscles were sore, allowed me to feel them better, even if they hurt. I wanted him a little closer to the edge, and picked his body up, and slid him toward me. I really felt strong then, being able to pick him up like that, even if it was just his legs.

It felt so good being back inside him again, and I'm sure he was feeling me too. The tall bed was working perfectly. I could stand there at the side of it, and not have to bend my legs at all, and I was the right height to hit my target. Hit it, I did. My pace picked up quickly this time and soon I was going at him all over again. I picked his legs up, so his ass was barely touching the bed. I moved him toward me as I was going in him, then moved him back on my way out. It was like he was swinging back and forth at the same time I was moving in and out. The gym workouts were paying off for me. I could feel my muscles in my chest and arms while I was doing him. It made me feel so powerful, so strong, and most definitely in charge. I never felt so dominant before.

Hunter was screaming at me, while he stroked himself, and it let me know I was doing him right. I wasn't sure how much longer I could go. Fatigue was setting in, but I was feeling so good, and nearly ready to come. I didn't know Hunter could get any louder but he did, and it gave me the extra boost to keep going. In fact I went at him just a little bit harder and a little faster, and that's when I felt him tighten up on me. His cry was continuous and that's when he came, shooting all over his chest and stomach. Watching him come triggered something within me and I let go too with three final long hard pumps and I came all inside him. I pulled out of him and slowly let his legs down to the floor. He could barely stand and inched his way backward, back up onto the bed. My legs were shaking like crazy and I crawled up and lay on my side right next to him.

We were both panting, not saying a word, just trying to catch our breath. I reached my hand over and lay it on his chest and kissed his shoulder. He looked over at me, and our eyes met but still no words. It was amazing, the incredible feeling I just had and our love was expressed, not in words, but as actions together.

"I love you so much," he said, still out of breath.

"I love you too baby."

Neither of us were able to move for a few minutes, until finally I got the energy to sit up and look down at him.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He shook his head yes, and looked at me with half closed, dreamy eyes.

"That was incredible," he said.

"That's the truth."

"Did you like being in me?"

"Like? I love that little ass of yours."

"Yeah, I got that feeling you loved it," he said. "I can't wait to get in yours."

"Soon sweetie. When I saw you earlier, I was thinking I wanted you in me too."

"I know it's going to be good," he said, as he reached out and ran his hand down my leg. You're an excellent lover. I mean you wore me out"

"I sure had fun."

"I need to go take a shower."

I looked down at him. "Can't argue with that. You got cum all over you."

"And in me too."

I always liked the way Hunter looked. He was cute as ever, but now he was naked, lying there so peacefully. Even naked he was cute, and having just been in him and making love to him, allowed me to adore him even more. My attraction to him was still growing, and so was my love.

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