Rake Ze Moon
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roxyAh my friends(if I may call you that)here is the last part in which I actually know whats happening.
Behind me is a pile of paper, neck high, that's trying to be the final installment of Rake the Moon.(m-o-o-n spells Moon).
There's an argument going on, Bruce thinks there's more, Lex thinks it's over. (scary in my head,yes.) What am I going to do? *eyeballs golf club* I am frankly confused.Ah well! Nothing a pot of coffee and a handful of mints(perch-tooiiee!How I miss you, my little tubular bundles of nicotine laden joy!How I miss teasing you slowly out of the pack,feeling your paper crinkle between my eager fingers, slipping your plump length smoothly between my quivering lips...ooops! I digress!)
In this part, the boys end up at a convent, and help the nuns by fixing stuff and singing and teaching them lessons about tolerance...naw.
*pushes little story onto stage* break a leg, lovey!
Sunday and Bruce was sitting on his bed, not waiting, just relaxed.
Enjoying the quiet.
Lex was due back soon, and Bruce was working on his project. He began to put it away, looking over newspaper articles from many years ago as he did so. One yellowed article featured a picture of his parents at a charity ball. There were circles round a few faces in the background and some notes on the edges. One day, he knew, all these pieces would come together. Bruce didn’t mind waiting and he didn’t mind the work. This was something that needed to be done right and he had a lot of time.
By the time he had everything neatly tucked away again, Lex was back. He seemed cheerful, which was unusual for him on returning from his dad’s house. He chatted away as he unpacked and put his things away. He was telling some long incomprehensible story about dinner with his dad’s assistant, giggling from time to time, when he stopped and looked confused. Bruce looked over, already a little annoyed by the nearly non-stop noise and atypical behavior from Lex, and saw the kid staring at his suitcase. He looked up at Bruce and grinned as he wobbled a bit.
“Was I packing or unpacking? Oh well.” He shoved all of it on to the floor and flopped onto the bed. Bruce jumped up and grabbed Lex by his shoulders. “You’re high!”
“No I’m not, I just took some medicine. I wasn’t feeling too good this weekend.” He winced when Bruce slid a hand over his face, and frowned.
“You got hit!”
“No I didn’t, I fell, Dominic gave me something for the pain is all.” He grinned at Bruce again and Bruce could see from this angle that Lex’s lip was slightly puffed out, and he had a small bruise on his cheekbone.
Lex glared at him “For shits sake! Don’t be so fucking suspicious…I fell, my dad was hardly ever home any way.” Lex’s eyelids slipped lower, and he yawned. Bruce’s hands slid down and came to rest on his stomach. Lex snickered a little and his eyes had a hard time tracking Bruce’s face, much to his own amusement.
Bruce sighed and backed off. “Time to go to bed Lex.”
********
Laying in the dark, his mind worked on, tumbling over the evening’s events and wouldn’t let him rest. “Lex?”
“Hummmm--
“Are you asleep….”
“Well. No, not now…” He could hear Lex shift in his bed, but with the curtains closed completely the room was so dark he couldn’t see much at all.
“Have you ever had sex?” He asked
Silence oozed across the room thick as oil and then Lex replied, “You should know. You watched me get fucked last Wednesday.”
Bruce froze from the inside out. He kind of knew that Lex knew but figured they could go through the whole rest of their lives without ever having to mention it.
He coughed, “Yeah, well I meant real sex, not that.”
“Bruce, if you come, it’s real sex. Trust me.” Bruce heard the bed shift again.
“No, I mean, have you ever done it with …a girl?” Bruce felt a little ashamed for taking advantage of Lex. He could probably get Lex to tell him anything now, messed up as he was.
“No”, Lex said. “I’ve never been fucked in the ass by a girl”
Lex snickered when Bruce protested; enjoying his own joke, then spoke again. “Yes. I’ve had sex with girls and before you ask, I liked it ok, I got off, but it’s never been quite as good as with guys. Don’t get me wrong, it’s good, it’s just not really good.” He breathed out a thready little giggle and sighed. “Yeah. Good”
Bruce lay in the dark and thought hard about what Lex had said. He didn’t understand it.
“Lex?”
“Jesus Bruce!” Lex replied sleepily. “What now? No I’ve never had sex with animals or….”
“What does it feel like, sex with guys?”
Quiet, Bruce thought Maybe Lex fell asleep and then--
“You want to know what it feels like to be fucked… It’s good, it’s …real good. I like the feeling. I like fucking too, but getting it, it’s just—good…” Lex’s voice dropped deeper, getting slower as he went along, and Bruce knew he’d be sound asleep soon...
“The feel of a dick pushing in, the stretchy burning feeling, ummm it’s nice… haven’t you ever touched yourself?”
Bruce felt like he was on fire, and it was all his own fault. He knew Lex wouldn’t be telling him these things if he wasn’t doped up, but as the boy went on describing what it felt like, Bruce’s hand snaked into his boxers, and he held on to his aching dick as Lex haltingly described getting fucked, Bruce panted and stroked, trying to be quiet as Lex veered off into telling him about the first time he got rimmed.
Bruce gave it up and moaned out loud when Lex decided he needed to add sound effects and dialogue. He stuck his fingers in his mouth in an effort to muzzle himself, and wanted to smack himself when he realized he was sucking on them and Lex had moved on to blowjobs.
“You’ve had a bj before, right,” he asked with a loopy slow cheerfulness. He wasn’t going to be awake much longer, by the sound of it, but Bruce*wanted* him to stay awake and tell him things.
“Yeah,” Bruce replied, “I have…”
“It’s like… mmmm”, Lex went on as if Bruce hadn’t spoken. Bruce thought about that one time he did get it, when Carol-Chrissie- whatshername had sucked him….
He closed his eyes and pictured it again, wow, it’d been a really hot day, so sunny; they must have been crazy to do it out in the open like that, lucky they didn’t get caught….
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes and let the sweat run down his neck, he could feel it trickle across his lips. Feel it running into his open mouth when he breathed in sharply. Their world was bright red, behind his closed eyelids it was fire red, and hot, so hot it burned his face, and her mouth around him was hot, wet. Sweat ran down his back, tickling as it ran down his ass and into the cleft. He jerked forward, pushing a bit more into her mouth. She made a noise and grabbed his ass, her fingers slipping on the sweaty skin, so that they slid between his cheeks. He gasped and thrust again, and she tried to grip harder to keep him in place. Her fingers slipped in deeper, and one or two nudged at his hole, almost slipped in and he shook at the sensation. The movement pushed a finger just into the ring of muscle, and a fizzy kind of heat exploded along all his nerves, electric fire raced from his head to his groin and he came so hard, he saw black stars swimming in the red behind his eyelids.
He pulled back, and helped her--Kathleen--to her feet. She smiled at him, gray eyes shining with pleasure and suddenly the sky was gray, and they were standing in the rain on a gray street. Kathleen wore a long black wool coat and her hair was pulled tightly back from her face.
‘I don’t remember you wearing your hair like that before,” Bruce said.
“There’s a lot about me you don’t remember,” she smiled. Her lips were so red, and her upper lip was a little puffy. He moved toward her, kissed her, and her lips were hot and soft, he sucked at her tongue, at the taste of him still in her, licked the roof of her mouth; stroked over and over. He couldn’t get enough, he *wanted* to taste himself. He got painfully hard again as he kissed and ground against her tight hard body. He grabbed the lapels of her coat to keep her right against him; He shoved his tongue up along the inside of her lip and came away with a metallic taste. She made a little pained noise and he pulled back gasping, “What-”
“It’s nothing” she said and grabbed him, squeezing his dick through the fine material. She stared into to his eyes, and jerked him through the cloth. He panted harder and harder, riding her hand, arching against it, he was so close. She leaned her head forward, her breath warm on his chin as she spoke. “I have a cut on the inside of my lip. It makes my lip swell.”
She said this so clearly and her gray eyes locked on his. Her face became indistinct a blur of pale pink, everything seemed to fuzz out till he was only aware of her hot, hot hand moving on him. And her words. “I cut my lip with my teeth when I was blowing you.”
He came like he was dying, like he’d was never going to come again, and he screamed so loud, but he was screaming Lex’s name, so loud that it echoed in his head.
His eyes shot open, Kath’s words echoing in his head, “cut my lip…blowing.”
Bruce stared up into the darkness.
“What am I going to do?” He thought to himself. His chest and throat hurt so badly, he could hardly breathe. “I don’t know what to do.”
TBC
Now to bend them to my will!
Behind me is a pile of paper, neck high, that's trying to be the final installment of Rake the Moon.(m-o-o-n spells Moon).
There's an argument going on, Bruce thinks there's more, Lex thinks it's over. (scary in my head,yes.) What am I going to do? *eyeballs golf club* I am frankly confused.Ah well! Nothing a pot of coffee and a handful of mints(perch-tooiiee!How I miss you, my little tubular bundles of nicotine laden joy!How I miss teasing you slowly out of the pack,feeling your paper crinkle between my eager fingers, slipping your plump length smoothly between my quivering lips...ooops! I digress!)
In this part, the boys end up at a convent, and help the nuns by fixing stuff and singing and teaching them lessons about tolerance...naw.
*pushes little story onto stage* break a leg, lovey!
Sunday and Bruce was sitting on his bed, not waiting, just relaxed.
Enjoying the quiet.
Lex was due back soon, and Bruce was working on his project. He began to put it away, looking over newspaper articles from many years ago as he did so. One yellowed article featured a picture of his parents at a charity ball. There were circles round a few faces in the background and some notes on the edges. One day, he knew, all these pieces would come together. Bruce didn’t mind waiting and he didn’t mind the work. This was something that needed to be done right and he had a lot of time.
By the time he had everything neatly tucked away again, Lex was back. He seemed cheerful, which was unusual for him on returning from his dad’s house. He chatted away as he unpacked and put his things away. He was telling some long incomprehensible story about dinner with his dad’s assistant, giggling from time to time, when he stopped and looked confused. Bruce looked over, already a little annoyed by the nearly non-stop noise and atypical behavior from Lex, and saw the kid staring at his suitcase. He looked up at Bruce and grinned as he wobbled a bit.
“Was I packing or unpacking? Oh well.” He shoved all of it on to the floor and flopped onto the bed. Bruce jumped up and grabbed Lex by his shoulders. “You’re high!”
“No I’m not, I just took some medicine. I wasn’t feeling too good this weekend.” He winced when Bruce slid a hand over his face, and frowned.
“You got hit!”
“No I didn’t, I fell, Dominic gave me something for the pain is all.” He grinned at Bruce again and Bruce could see from this angle that Lex’s lip was slightly puffed out, and he had a small bruise on his cheekbone.
Lex glared at him “For shits sake! Don’t be so fucking suspicious…I fell, my dad was hardly ever home any way.” Lex’s eyelids slipped lower, and he yawned. Bruce’s hands slid down and came to rest on his stomach. Lex snickered a little and his eyes had a hard time tracking Bruce’s face, much to his own amusement.
Bruce sighed and backed off. “Time to go to bed Lex.”
********
Laying in the dark, his mind worked on, tumbling over the evening’s events and wouldn’t let him rest. “Lex?”
“Hummmm--
“Are you asleep….”
“Well. No, not now…” He could hear Lex shift in his bed, but with the curtains closed completely the room was so dark he couldn’t see much at all.
“Have you ever had sex?” He asked
Silence oozed across the room thick as oil and then Lex replied, “You should know. You watched me get fucked last Wednesday.”
Bruce froze from the inside out. He kind of knew that Lex knew but figured they could go through the whole rest of their lives without ever having to mention it.
He coughed, “Yeah, well I meant real sex, not that.”
“Bruce, if you come, it’s real sex. Trust me.” Bruce heard the bed shift again.
“No, I mean, have you ever done it with …a girl?” Bruce felt a little ashamed for taking advantage of Lex. He could probably get Lex to tell him anything now, messed up as he was.
“No”, Lex said. “I’ve never been fucked in the ass by a girl”
Lex snickered when Bruce protested; enjoying his own joke, then spoke again. “Yes. I’ve had sex with girls and before you ask, I liked it ok, I got off, but it’s never been quite as good as with guys. Don’t get me wrong, it’s good, it’s just not really good.” He breathed out a thready little giggle and sighed. “Yeah. Good”
Bruce lay in the dark and thought hard about what Lex had said. He didn’t understand it.
“Lex?”
“Jesus Bruce!” Lex replied sleepily. “What now? No I’ve never had sex with animals or….”
“What does it feel like, sex with guys?”
Quiet, Bruce thought Maybe Lex fell asleep and then--
“You want to know what it feels like to be fucked… It’s good, it’s …real good. I like the feeling. I like fucking too, but getting it, it’s just—good…” Lex’s voice dropped deeper, getting slower as he went along, and Bruce knew he’d be sound asleep soon...
“The feel of a dick pushing in, the stretchy burning feeling, ummm it’s nice… haven’t you ever touched yourself?”
Bruce felt like he was on fire, and it was all his own fault. He knew Lex wouldn’t be telling him these things if he wasn’t doped up, but as the boy went on describing what it felt like, Bruce’s hand snaked into his boxers, and he held on to his aching dick as Lex haltingly described getting fucked, Bruce panted and stroked, trying to be quiet as Lex veered off into telling him about the first time he got rimmed.
Bruce gave it up and moaned out loud when Lex decided he needed to add sound effects and dialogue. He stuck his fingers in his mouth in an effort to muzzle himself, and wanted to smack himself when he realized he was sucking on them and Lex had moved on to blowjobs.
“You’ve had a bj before, right,” he asked with a loopy slow cheerfulness. He wasn’t going to be awake much longer, by the sound of it, but Bruce*wanted* him to stay awake and tell him things.
“Yeah,” Bruce replied, “I have…”
“It’s like… mmmm”, Lex went on as if Bruce hadn’t spoken. Bruce thought about that one time he did get it, when Carol-Chrissie- whatshername had sucked him….
He closed his eyes and pictured it again, wow, it’d been a really hot day, so sunny; they must have been crazy to do it out in the open like that, lucky they didn’t get caught….
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes and let the sweat run down his neck, he could feel it trickle across his lips. Feel it running into his open mouth when he breathed in sharply. Their world was bright red, behind his closed eyelids it was fire red, and hot, so hot it burned his face, and her mouth around him was hot, wet. Sweat ran down his back, tickling as it ran down his ass and into the cleft. He jerked forward, pushing a bit more into her mouth. She made a noise and grabbed his ass, her fingers slipping on the sweaty skin, so that they slid between his cheeks. He gasped and thrust again, and she tried to grip harder to keep him in place. Her fingers slipped in deeper, and one or two nudged at his hole, almost slipped in and he shook at the sensation. The movement pushed a finger just into the ring of muscle, and a fizzy kind of heat exploded along all his nerves, electric fire raced from his head to his groin and he came so hard, he saw black stars swimming in the red behind his eyelids.
He pulled back, and helped her--Kathleen--to her feet. She smiled at him, gray eyes shining with pleasure and suddenly the sky was gray, and they were standing in the rain on a gray street. Kathleen wore a long black wool coat and her hair was pulled tightly back from her face.
‘I don’t remember you wearing your hair like that before,” Bruce said.
“There’s a lot about me you don’t remember,” she smiled. Her lips were so red, and her upper lip was a little puffy. He moved toward her, kissed her, and her lips were hot and soft, he sucked at her tongue, at the taste of him still in her, licked the roof of her mouth; stroked over and over. He couldn’t get enough, he *wanted* to taste himself. He got painfully hard again as he kissed and ground against her tight hard body. He grabbed the lapels of her coat to keep her right against him; He shoved his tongue up along the inside of her lip and came away with a metallic taste. She made a little pained noise and he pulled back gasping, “What-”
“It’s nothing” she said and grabbed him, squeezing his dick through the fine material. She stared into to his eyes, and jerked him through the cloth. He panted harder and harder, riding her hand, arching against it, he was so close. She leaned her head forward, her breath warm on his chin as she spoke. “I have a cut on the inside of my lip. It makes my lip swell.”
She said this so clearly and her gray eyes locked on his. Her face became indistinct a blur of pale pink, everything seemed to fuzz out till he was only aware of her hot, hot hand moving on him. And her words. “I cut my lip with my teeth when I was blowing you.”
He came like he was dying, like he’d was never going to come again, and he screamed so loud, but he was screaming Lex’s name, so loud that it echoed in his head.
His eyes shot open, Kath’s words echoing in his head, “cut my lip…blowing.”
Bruce stared up into the darkness.
“What am I going to do?” He thought to himself. His chest and throat hurt so badly, he could hardly breathe. “I don’t know what to do.”
TBC
Now to bend them to my will!
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7/10/04 04:39 am (UTC)it's 6.30 am, just leave the strange comment and then go to bed, immediately! I will... I will... Hey, I'm talking to myself here, what the...?
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7/10/04 07:34 am (UTC)Werry interestink.
:)
And, you know, kinda hot.
And i'm so baffled...more! More!
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7/10/04 03:37 pm (UTC)Man, I'm trying to get more, but...*smacko!wall*
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7/10/04 04:33 pm (UTC)You know, baffled.
Wall??? Noooooo!!!!
Lex! Bruce! Behave!!
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7/11/04 09:20 am (UTC)I think you are doing a good job, just a few errors but they were mostly typos...
I liked that Lex was high and younger I don't read that often.
So working on some Clex soon? *LOL*
Oh yes I can't forgot the GO YOU!
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7/11/04 03:58 pm (UTC)So, you read non-Clex and you're not blind! See, told ya you could do it!
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7/11/04 09:30 pm (UTC)I decided to post about my weird choices of slash or regular couple *more like lack there of* later today. I didn't realise how odd I was! Until now, yay me!
Huggles
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