Alexander The Great 3

His eyes turned upwards and softened as his mind moved into memories. "You know, I remember the first time I woke up on a camping trip and felt you kissing me. God, I felt so special!"

Then he pulled me back to him, and I felt his hands running through my hair as his lips teased my face. Of their own volition, my own hands sought his back and pulled him closer even as my mouth opened to accept his tongue. I could smell his aftershave as I trailed my lips to his neck and slowly began licking, kissing the flesh below his ears. "Alexander," I whispered between nibbles at the bottom of his lobes, "Alexander."

By this time, his face was buried in my neck, and I felt his teeth gently digging into the tender flesh there. Both of us were breathing harder, harsh gasps filling the night. I thought I was at the peak of passion, but then his hand ran up my thigh and took me even higher. I was pulling his shirt-tails out of the back of his pants, when he stopped me.

"Let's go inside," he punctuated with a quick kiss. "You can call your parents and let them know you're staying with me tonight."

I nibbled at his lower lip, intoxicated by his breath. "They don't expect me until tomorrow."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

He got out of the car and made a dash for the house, while I sat there barely able to move. He opened the front door, turning back to face me, and the look he gave me was enough to mobilize my inert body. I honestly don't remember leaving the car, but I found myself inside the doorway. Alex was nowhere in sight.

I shut and locked the door, turning to investigate. "Alex?" I called hesitantly: no response. I worked my way through the living-room to the stairway where I found Alex's shirt, abandoned about halfway up. Smiling to myself, I swallowed hard and moved up the stairs, nearly tripping on Alex's shoes at the top. His socks were scattered in the upstairs hallway, but his jeans were on the floor pointing towards his bedroom. Reaching for the doorknob, I stopped abruptly as my hands closed around his white fruit-of-the-loom's. I pulled them off of the doorknob with shaky hands. My knees were weak as I remembered all the times I had pressed myself against those shorts -- or others like them, anyway -- desperately wanting what was inside them, and now I was going to get it!

I pulled them to my face, luxuriating in the feel of the soft, warm cotton against my cheeks. As I breathed, I caught his scent -- a combination of the aftershave he wore and the damp smell of his sweat; I inhaled deeply. My anticipation of what awaited me on the other side mounting, I opened the door.

The bedroom was empty. I carefully looked around me, even bent over to look under the bed, but Alex wasn't here. I thought again of the trail of clothes that had led me here; was it possible I hadn't followed them to the right place? Surely, he should be here, naked on the bed, waiting for me. The thought of him wandering the house, totally naked, struck me suddenly, incredibly absurd, yet wonderfully exciting. Of course, Alex had always had a bizarre sense of humor, but if this were a joke, he would soon be dead.

My eyes caught movement at my side, and I turned around just as Alex, every bit as naked as I had imagined, landed against me, driving both of us to the bed. Instinctively, my arms flew up, but he was too close, and my hands found each other in the empty space behind him. As his arms moved down to his side to trap mine, I hollered, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Surrender," he said. Those green eyes sparkled with pleasure high above me while his hard cock pressed at my stomach, just the other side of my shirt. I hadn't even had time to admire the beauty of his body when he had jumped me, but my mind drew every line in a detail too vivid for me to stand.

"Eat shit," I stuttered, trying to maintain custom. Meanwhile, my arms struggled in vain for freedom. Giving that up, they strained to reach for his ass, but again failed.

His eyes moved closer, his tongue extending to tickle my upper lip. "Surrender," he whispered again before his tongue moved again to circle my lips.

"Never." I began bucking my hips, but the give of the bed beneath me gave him all the leverage he needed to hold me down -- especially as I couldn't seem to force myself to use all my strength to get away from him.

"You're mine, Sean," he whispered, huskily. The smile had left his face now, but his eyes sparkled even brighter as he pressed his lips to mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. So easily broken, I sucked eagerly on his tongue, bringing my own tongue to play with his. He backed off slightly, still confining my arms; "Say it," he said.

I didn't hesitate once. "I'm yours, Alex," I said breathlessly, "all yours."

A slight smile returned as he let go of my arms and gently stroked my face with his hand. "And I, yours."

My hands drank of the feel of his skin beneath them as they roved along his back and shoulders, slowly angling towards the soft cleft down his spinal column. He shifted subtly so that his right knee rested atop my crotch, gently massaging my hardened cock through my clothes. Again we kissed, and I felt his hands unbuttoning my shirt.

Gently, his teeth scraped down my chin as his mouth sucked lightly on the point of my chin, then traced down my neck to the skin his hands revealed as they opened button after button. My own hands had found the swells of his ass-cheeks and tenderly caressed the smooth globes. My body was shaking under the pressure of him, the incredible feeling of his lips on me.

My fingertips found the crack of his ass and timidly explored its depths. Alex moaned and clamped his lips around my right nipple, his fingers teasing and twirling the hair around the left. A middle finger found the wrinkled pucker of his anus and began to rub that hot, wondrous spot. Alex's lips pulled harder at my nipple, and my finger responded in kind. His hand left my chest and moved back to the remaining buttons frantically, nearly ripping them off in his frenzied struggle to get my shirt off.

Every movement I made excited him more, and his excitement brought instant pleasure back to me, causing me to work even harder. His tongue began to move faster across my chest, his hands tugging desperately at my belt. My finger moved over his anus more insistently.

"God, Sean!" he cried, grinding his hard dick into the rough denim covering my leg. His teeth caught on my left nipple, and my finger penetrated his ass suddenly, sliding into his deep warmth. His head lifted up from my chest, lips pulling away from his teeth. As I realized he was coming, I pushed my finger in farther, gently wiggling it inside him. As he pumped his ass beneath my hand, the leg of my jeans began to soak.

His body writhed in my arms, straining as if to break free, but holding tightly to me. His eyes were crushed closed, and low moans escaped his throat with each breath he let out. I stared in wonder and awe at the his sheer beauty, moved by the knowledge that the intensity of his orgasm was pushed to the max by my presence and actions. I very nearly came myself.

Slowly, he settled back down against me, teeth chattering with the force of his exertions. As his face snuggled into my neck, I realized that Alex was crying. I pulled my finger from him to stroke his back.

"What's wrong, Alex?"

"I wanted it to be perfect," he whispered, shuddering. "I wanted us to -- " he couldn't finish.

I slipped a hand under his chin and pulled his face up to look at me. "Alex, my love, that was the most incredible experience I've ever had. How could it be more perfect?"

"But you didn't -- "

"The night's young yet," I smiled.

"But I've already -- "

"Shh!" I whispered. My hand left his chest to find his dick, now limp and soaked with his cum. I snuggled my hand around it, shivering as I realized the depths of my desire for him. "This thing may be down at the moment, but I don't think you're out for the count. I plan on exploring every inch of your body with my tongue, and I don't think hardness will be a problem for very long."

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