“Shit?” Asked my Mom, “Shit doesn’t even begin to describe it… I mean, HOW? … What happened?” her arms were waving in all directions, it was obvious she didn’t know how to deal with what had happened, much less with me.
“Patty,” Started my Dad, “Just stop for a moment. Think about this, how the hell could either of those boys have done this? Seriously, I don’t think they have access to that kind of arsenal. It must have been some kind of gas leak or something, if you ask me, we’re just lucky that our boys weren’t hurt…” He stopped and looked down at me and James, as we kept our heads buried closely towards the table.
“I don’t care… I mean I don’t know… What about….” Her words weren’t working with her mind, her arms weren’t working with her body, she seemed more scared than angry and more in denial than confused.
“Patty… It’s alright.” Dad wrapped his arms around Mom, pulling her close to his chest and holding her tightly, “we’ve had a very stressful couple of months, it’s perfectly understandable that you’re seeing things… Just think about the story you told me? Seriously, you really think that James burst into flames and flew through the wall? It’s impossible; maybe you should lay down and relax for a while.” He dropped his hold on her and took her gently by the hand, then proceeding to guide her into the living room. “You just lay here, I’ll fix you up some tea, and you can grab a nap, alright?”
Her expression looked not so much insulted but more like disgusted; disgusted with the way she was being treated, like a sick child who read one too many comic books. In retaliation she pushed Dad back from her side, almost knocking him over the coffee table, then continued out towards the hall, “Excuse me?!” She screamed, “I told you what happened, what I saw! And in front of all these people here, you treat me… Like this?!” She dropped her back against the wall which led into the front hall, “Roger! What happened to us? What happened to the trust and understanding in this family?” She jumped forward, retreating to the front door, as my Dad began to approach her, “Get the FUCK away from me Roger! You son of a bitch, I trusted you! What did you do with it? You treat me like a fool? Like I would make up some ridiculous story? FOR WHAT ROGER! For attention? For some kind of intimacy? WHAT? Just fix the damned wall and get out.” She swung open the front door, quickly stomping out, then slammed it shut, causing a massive *BANG* to echo off the walls through out the entire house.
James looked towards me, my Dad towards the floor, all the men had excused themselves to the back yard, and I was… I don’t know what I was, confused, scared and maybe a bit anxious. I had no idea that Mom had seen anything happening earlier, I had no idea my parents were having so many problems… What was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to say something? Or was I just supposed to sit here and wait for instruction… I felt the need to move, but all I could find the courage to do was shake my leg nervously underneath the table.
Dad turned towards us, his face reddened with embarrassment and the sadness of worry, not saying a word he passed us by and went out back to talk to the construction team. “Adrian?” James whispered through a trembling voice.
“Yea?” I whispered back.
“What are we supposed to do?” His tone varied in pitch with every syllable, from cracked to high and at some points even nothingness.
“I don’t know… I’ve never been in this much trouble before.” I couldn’t even think of anything better to say in response, instead I cautiously slid my hand over top of his, taking in his warmth; I had hoped to allow him some kind of comfort.
“We’re in trouble?” James’ eyes sparkled of moisture, his fear and sincerity nearly broke me.
“I really don’t know for sure.” I replied in honesty, “I’ve never seen my Mom like that before…” The sound of the door opening behind us caused us both to turn our heads at once, hoping for some form of information.
Dad closed the door softly behind him, the other men outside were walking away from the house and out of site. He turned his head slowly, keeping a watchful eye on the floor, he raised his right had to the brow of his nose. Looking up at us, with a long face of confused remorse he pushed back his hair and looked up at us.
“I uh,” He stopped to clear his throat, “I’m sorry boys… I don’t know what just happened, but umm, I think it’s best you two headed over to James’ house for the afternoon… Or I don’t know, stay close to the house so I can let you know what’s happening with your mother, alright Adrian?” He looked down on us with tear stained cheeks and reddened eyes, “You’re not in trouble, I can’t see any of this being your fault. Your Mom’s just under a lot of stress lately, go on, get outta here, I’ll give you a call this evening.
James looked over at me, then up at my Dad. He looked like he wanted to say something, but couldn’t figure out just what that was supposed to be. I looked towards James and slid myself up from the chair where I had been seated, a long high pitched groan squealed through the room from the stress of the chair legs against the floor. Looking over towards my Dad, I heard James slowly stand himself up, “Alright.” I said softly, “I uh, guess I’ll talk to you later.” I don’t know what it was, but it was definitely out of my usual character… towards my Dad anyway, but I fell into his arms and hugged him tighter than I could ever remember hugging him before. It was almost like I was four years old again and had just had a horrible nightmare; of course, that’s exactly what it felt like, nothing about anything that had been happening these past few days seemed at all real. I kept half expecting to wake up at any given moment, to find myself comfortably wrapped under the covers of my bed… But there was no chance of such things, no bright light at the end of a long dark tunnel, things just kept on getting worse with every passing moment.
“Go on champ. I’ll see yea later.” Dad assured me, while rubbing the top of my head with the palm of his right hand.
James was first to the door, can’t say as I blamed him, I wanted nothing more than to escape all this craziness, but was willing to stay in hopes that it would help sort everything out and make them the way they once were, the way that they should be. Reluctantly I released my grips to my father and slowly back away from him; giving him one last saddened look, I turned to James and followed him out the door.
James was as lost for words as was I; we walked through the grass in an awkward silence. My head wouldn’t allow me to stop replaying my mother’s image hysterically screaming through the house. The thought of me bringing my mother into all of this craziness broke my heart, but I strangely seemed to take some form of relief in her findings. Maybe now, just maybe, I wouldn’t have to keep all these secrets from her; there could be a real chance that I could share everything that had been happening to me with her and maybe we could all escape this place and become normal once again. Dreams, that’s all it was; the mere thought of normality seemed so estranged to me now. What was normal anyway? Other than what was a persons day to day, I guess this was to be my normal, I guess I should start getting used to all this. Could a person get used to this?
“Adrian.” James’ voice knocked me out of thought.
“Yea?” I replied.
“What?” James looked up at me with confusion.
“Adrian.” It was James voice, but his lips didn’t even flinch.
“James?” I looked at him with confusion, as he did at me. “Did you hear that?”
“Hear what?” He stopped and lifted his ear to the wind, while looking at me curiously.
~Adrian~
~ADRIAN~
~ADRIAN!~
“Holy fuck!” James’ face grew pale, “What is that? … Is that me?”
“I don’t know.. It can’t be you, you’re right here.”
~ADRIAN!!~
“Shit, what’s happening? Haven’t we already been through enough today?!” James’ face became tainted with tears, as he whipped his head in all directions as he attempted to locate the echoing voice.
“What do you want!” I screamed into nothingness as I spun with insanity, “Show your self!” I demanded.
~ADRIAN!!!~
“Adrian…” James grabbed my arm to turn me around, “Over there.” His outstretched arm directed me to a small dark looking figure standing only feet from James’ house, its hands at its sides, dressed in a horizontally striped blue and red t-shirt and blue jean shorts.
“Holy shit… Is that?...” I felt my heart begin to race, our surroundings became dark and tainted to a strange red glow. “Is that Austin?”
“NO.” Replied James, “Not there…” He grabbed either side of my head and turned me quickly towards his back yard, “THAT”
Nausea mixed with my panic and my heart dropped with dread, “Holy shit! … Let’s uh…” I grabbed James’ arm and began to back up slowly, “Let’s get out of here.”
The trees rattled restlessly with the heavy wind, the temperatures rose with out the help of the sun; I could not even trust my own eyes anymore, there was no way that any of this was real… Please god, don’t let this be real. I stared off towards the back yard; Austin stood with an eerie grin on his face, behind him… They stood, there had to be hundreds of them… maybe more. Every shadow seemed to be something else, beyond the silhouette of James’ younger brother stood a clustered darkness, at first glance it appeared to be nothing, but once you looked; like REALLY looked… hundreds of them! They appeared to be children… but something more than that. Darkness was all you could think, fear is all you experienced.
Loud cries howled through the air in all directions, I wanted to turn and run, but something kept me where I stood; I couldn’t find the sense to do what all my instincts were telling me to do. James was pulling so hard at my arm; it felt as if it were going to pop right out of its socket. “ADRIAN! LET’S GO!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, “COME ON!”
A loud noise bounced off of my face and a sharp sting flooded my nerves, the corner of my eye caught James’ hand flying past me. Whipping my head back to alertness, I stared at him in shock and partial anger… My ears buzzed and my body covered me in a strange tingling explosion. My cheek burned; so much that I could have sworn I could smell charred flesh, it wasn’t until I saw the smoke evacuating my cheek that I realized it was the smell of charred flesh. James’ hands were flooded in fire and smoke, vapors travelled across his body as my own began to ache…
“I said let’s go!” He screamed through clenched teeth.
In shock I turned away from our gaze and bolted to life. One foot in front of the other as fast as we could manage, we ran up to the street and kept on going. A chorus of laughter seemed to follow behind us taunting every step that we took. The world around us wasn’t right; everything was different, what the hell was going on?
The trees were covered in a film of blackness, the ground soaked in an eerie sheen of filth. Hazy reddened skies blocked the sun from shining; all that could be seen was obscurely clustered clouds. It was like we had fallen into the rabbit hole, only the weirdness level was on steroids.
James was several feet behind me; the heat of his body was scorching all the hairs from the back of my neck to the lengths of my arms. His heart was beating heavily and I could smell the perspiration of his sweat evaporating the moment it escaped his pores. My insides were so sore I could barely think much more than I already was; with absolutely no game plan as to where we were running to, we just continued to escape whatever was behind us.
“Adrian! Wait!” Heavy scuffles followed by the hard slapping of skin to pavement as James rolled to an unwilling stop, “Don’t leave me!”
I slid to a stop, lowering myself to the ground and grazing the side of my left leg as if I had just barely stolen second base; whipping myself backwards I found myself in an awkward barrel role that was doomed from the beginning. My fear caused me to fumble down hard to James’ side, the heat of his nearly engulfed body was causing my hands to partially fuse to the asphalt below us, “Come on!” I screamed, while trying to force him to his feet, but the exhaustion of the flames that were consuming him seemed to render him too weak to comply. With a heavy gulp and an unexpected scream of agony, I force my arms underneath his limp body and through him over my shoulder.
“AHHHH!!!” I screamed, “FUCK!” My clothes were set ablaze as the unmerciful flames spread across the entirety of my body. All I could see were waves of moisture that were escaping James’ body along with the bluish-green fire that he was generating. The howling of children’s irritated laughter was finding its way closer by the second; a quick look behind us nearly made me collapse. Clusters of fog and cloud heavily rolling towards us at a speed only comparable to the resulting cloud of an atom bomb; the faces of hundreds of children emerged from the clouds followed by a more obnoxious medley of laughter. Before I could force myself to my feet and run for not just my life, but James’ life as well, we were consumed in an endless cloud, bringing only torment and fear. Lights flashed before us, silhouettes of child children past us by and than… it started.
A heated spike forced its way deep into the side of my back, followed by what felt to be finger nails that were pierced into my chest. James had fallen to the ground in front of me as I fell in pain, where he was than covered in the savagery of the children. I tried to help him, but I couldn’t, I needed to… Do something….
“FUCK!!!” I screamed as loud as I could, feeling my body plague with weakness. The laughter chimed in my ears in a taunting giggle of satisfaction. I couldn’t move and I couldn’t think… Was this the end?
~Adrian~ The whispers followed with silence; everything was dark.
“Am I dead” I asked in confusion.
~You Must~ ….. ~Adrian, You Must!~
“What? What must I do!” I felt myself crawl to my knees, throwing my head in all directions, “WHO ARE YOU!”
~Save ME~
“Who! Who Are YOU!”
~Save Me~ …. ~Save.. Us.~
My head froze; Us? The questions soaring through my mind were too great, I couldn’t possibly ask them all, much less, expect any form of clear answer, “Who?” I whispered in defeat.
A dim light appeared before me, a small dark figure stood in silence as it approached. As the face became clear, all my questions were answered, but just as quickly as this was done, thousands more came to surface. It was Austin, but it wasn’t him at the same time. His face, it wasn’t JUST his; it seemed to be forming and reforming in a rapid manor, from one child to the next, some nearly recognizable, others only appeared as strangers of lost souls.
“Save us Adrian.” It spoke in an echo of many; the voices were in unison but trailed off in a whisper of endless tones.
“How? Who are you?... What are you?” I looked hard at the entity before me, deep into its presence.
“Time draws to an end” ~End~ ~end~ ~Time~ ~draws~ ~Time~ “Three moons, you must prepare” ~Prepare~ ~You~ “All is lost, if the one you love changes” ~Love~ ~Changes~ ~changes~
“Changes to what?” Of all the questions to ask, that was probably the stupidest; I knew what they were saying. “James? What does he have to do with…”
“EVERYTHING!” ~everything~ ~thing~ ~love~ ~changes~ ~Everything~ “We are the many of the forgotten, help us and you will see. ~See~ ~us~ ~forgotten~ The man of the Brethren can not be trusted!” ~Trust~ ~not~ … ~Brethren~
“Adrian? … Are you alright?” The voice of James soothed my head back to reality; opening my eyes, I found myself laying in the puddle of the ditch that separated our yards.
“What… What happened?” I slowly pushed myself up onto the support of my elbows and gazed up at James in confusion.
“I don’t know, you spazzed out on me.. Your whole body just started to shake and you fell over, You alright?”
“I think so.” I stopped to rub the top of my head, taking a deep breathe I rolled over onto my knees, “I think… I just got us some answers… Uh, sorta.”
“Answers? About what? Your Mom?” I turned to face him after I had climbed from the muck.
“No, the whispers and.. Austin. I just had… A dream or a vision or… something.”
“Well don’t stop there.” Demanded James, “Keep going, what did you see?”
“It’s really hard to explain… I think he was trying to show me what was going to happen… he wants my help, or… they want my help. I think… I think it’s the children doing this, the kids that were taken by the Brethren. They called themselves The Forgotten, or the Lost… In three days, that’s when it’s meant to happen.”
“My birthday…” James looked at me with disappointment and confusion, “Is that coincidence? Or.. what?”
“Shit. I don’t know. They did say.. that you.. Can’t change; you know.” I looked at him awkwardly, throwing out my arms and making a booming noise, attempting to mimic his ball of flames routine.
“What? Why would I change… technically I haven’t yet… Or, well I haven’t really got any control over it.”
“I think that’s the point, you don’t have control. They seem to think something bad is going to happen if you do… change.” James’ expression seemed to drop with instant depression; I could see the heart break in his eyes.
“So.. What ever I got is evil? …Shit, of course it is! What else can I expect?!”
“No! James, calm down!” Grabbing James on either side of his shoulders, I held him firmly and pulled him towards me, “It’s obvious neither of us… whatever’s inside us, is good by nature. It comes from evil, you know? All I know, is we can learn to control it. You just need more time. When I change, the worst that can happen is, I go on a rampage and eat some farmers. What do you think can happen if you go all nuclear on us? Fire… we live in a forest… That can’t be good. We’re just gonna have to be careful while we learn to control your abilities.” James held me tightly, he didn’t seem to be as much saddened by what I had told him, more so, the thought of him causing something horrible to happen… especially on his birthday.
“I’m sorry Adrian… I just, I don’t know. I seem to be more trouble than I’m worth.” He buried his face into my shoulder, allowing a few sniffles to escape the muffled air pockets of my shirt.
“Hey, it isn’t your fault… I know all of this sucks, like a lot - but what if this is a chance to end it? And don’t ever! Say something like that again! You’re worth everything to me, if anything happened to you, ever! I don’t know what I’ll do… and I never want to find out. Besides, you still have a long ways to go before you even come close to comparing to the amount of trouble that I’ve gotten us into. Seriously, the most you’ve done is, fly through my bathroom wall and fly off to the Sanctuary…. Hehe, me, I run off nearly every night, I’ve actually eaten a person.. or two, maybe a cow, some dead animal that I can’t remember what it was… attacked a werewolf, a man that was on fire, lead us to the Sanctuary and flipped out, almost gotten you killed, who knows how many times, landed in the hospital several times…”
“Alright I get it, stop!” Begged James with a humorous smirk, “I get it, you’re much more screwed up than I could ever be. But you’re my screw up, and I love you.”
“Wow… You’re a kinky one aren’t yea!” Giggling at my own mockery, I suffered a punch in the shoulder from James’ clenched fist. He then turned me around and began to walk towards his house.
“I’m not kinky, I’m just curious.” He giggled deviously.
“Curious huh? About what?” He looked back at me; I’m not sure if it was the look in his eyes or the grin on his face, but it was definitely a good answer.
After that enticing gaze I kicked up my speed and jogged towards James’ side. He still embraced that awesome smile, I still followed his embrace; like a child after candy. He leaned into the side door, and pushed it open; me being directly behind him, we nearly crashed to the floor in a stumble of stupidity. James reached his hand in behind him, scuffing a hidden feel on my mud covered crotch.
“Oh gross!” he screamed, whipping himself around and gawking at the filth on his fingertips, “Shoot, I forgot about that… You’ve really got to learn to pass out on dry land”
~Adrian~ The whisper crawled up from the small of my spine to the top of my neck, not now! Not NOW!
“Adrian?” I peered around James to see Austin standing there, holding a triple scooped chocolate ice cream cone, “What you guys doing?” He asked happily.
“Oh, Hi Austin, er… How yea feeling?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
“Good, Mom got me ice cream! Mmmm so good… What are you guys up to? Wanna play Mario Kart?” Austin’s eyes twinkled of unknowing innocence, almost made me want to burst out into giggles… however the thought, of him, being the chosen spokesperson for all those ‘forgotten’ children, kept my humor at bay.
“Cool.” Started James, “Maybe later though, me and Adrian got a few things to do first.” Explained James as he smirked back at me impatiently.
“Oh, alright.” Replied Austin, “Later? You promise?”
“Promise bud.” I said with all the sincerity that I could fester up.
“Okay, have fun than.” Austin turned around and started to walk back towards the living room as me and James started up the stairs, “Don’t forget to use a condom!”
James froze, faster than I did. My head crashed into his shoulder blade, I could hear his hearts beat increase with anxiety, the two of us looked at each other, then turned and peered over the banister and over towards Austin, “What did you say?” asked James, nervously.
“Huh?” Asked Austin, his tongue digging deep into his ice cream, while raising a confused eyebrow.
“You just said something, what did you say?” Asked James, more aggressively this time.
“Nothing.” Austin said defensively, “All I said was have fun? Am I in trouble?”
“No, No Austin.” I took the lead, while directing James up the stairs, “No trouble bud, we’ll be back down in a while… Try not to drip that thing all over your Mom’s rug.” I finished the awkward conversation without haste, and pushed James up the stairs.
“Shit Adrian!” Hissed James through a whisper, “Did he actually say that? Does he know?... Shit!”
“Hey… hey… Calm it down. We already know he’s not all normal… I mean, he’d definitely him, but… he’s also something else… It’s the kids inside him, they’re just trying to mess with us.” I wasn’t a hundred percent on that, but it seemed to be the logical answer.
“What could the possibly hope to gain by saying stuff like that? What if my Mom heard? What if Austin does know? … Shit…”
“Think about it, they’re kids, kids like to tease, mess around… they’re just messing with us.” I tried once more to get his head around everything… or should I be as concerned as him?
“Well.. God, if they want you to help them, they should be more respectful!” James said in all seriousness, so serious that it didn’t seem to fit his personality
“Geeze James, let’s just forget it.” I spun in front of James, grabbing his wrist I guided him down the hall towards his bedroom.
“You’re right.” Whispered James, “Besides, there’s a good chance the world of Oakpoint is gonna end in a few days anyway…”
“End? Wow, you’re so negative, shut up and get on the bed!” I demanded with a smile as I pointed sternly; trying to achieve an affective do-as-I-say face is a lot harder to accomplish through a smile…
“Ooo, eye-I captain.” James flopped himself down on the bed with a compliant smirk, “You wanna swab my poop deck?”
“Swab your what?” I giggled through humorous disgust, “I don’t know how I should take that… Poop deck? Really?”
“Okay, yea, instant regret on that one… Just shut up and get over here.” Patting the empty space beside him on the bed, James looked up at me, then down at the bed once more.
What a sexy goofball, he looked so cute wearing my clothes; which were maybe a size to big, but perfectly baggy, to the point where it only complimented his perfect form that was his own. I crossed my arms in front of me, grabbing the bottom hem of my shirt, and carefully pulled it off over my head, “Woah there studdly!” Giggled James with a warning, “Don’t just throw that on the floor, you’re all mucky!”
“Well… Where am I supposed to ‘Throw’ it?” I asked through curious impatience.
“Ummm, on that pile of dirty clothes in the corner there, we can wash them later.” Looking down at him, then across the room at the pile of laundry on the floor, I carefully tossed my shirt over top and made my way to the bed, “Hey! Hey! The pants too! Gross!” He squirmed away from my towering body, as he slithered in a panic to the corner of the bed.
“Geeze, take the romance out of everything why don’tcha!” I retorted with a giggle, stepping back away from the bed, I slipped out of my pants and again, carefully dropped them at the top of the pile, “This better? Huh? You satisfied yet?”
“Hell yea…” He stopped and looked me over with a lustful gaze of distraction, “Perfect in every way… You may proceed.” Extending his arms out towards me, I fell into his arms as he pulled me tightly into him. His twitching center began to poke against my hip as his lips caressed my shoulder and slowly made their way up to meet my own; our tongues gliding against the others as one, his taste filling me with excitement as I yearned for more of him with every passing moment.
Sliding my hands up his torso, under his shirt, he lifted his shoulders so that I could remove the garment from his body; dropping his head back down onto the pillow as I discarded the shirt onto the floor below. His skin melted into my own as the smoothness of his chest only contributed to my lower frustrations. I could feel his hands travelling down the center of my back until the slowed with a slow spin over my exposed bottom, the warmth of his hands sending tingles throughout my body; I kissed gently down his neck until I found his chest. Each nipple had its moment of obsession, every square inch, tasted and noted to mental memory. Gliding my nose with smooth slow breathes down his abdomen and circling the tip on the outskirts of his belly button, “God I love you.” I whispered to him softly as I grasped either side of his waistband, carefully forcing the fabric further and further down his legs.
With out wasting a moment, I found my way back to his stomach, feeling the bare warmth travelling from his bare legs to my torso, his heated erection perfectly positioned against the long of my neck, just below my chin. Circling my tongue, slowly and softly around his belly button, I began placing gentle kisses down the remainder of his stomach. Reaching the pelvic area, goose-bumps took him over and scattered across his body which caused him to sigh with impatience and lust.
His twitching became more and more erratic, like he had lost all control over it. Thumping against my cheek, causing its intoxicating aroma to flood through my nostrils and take control of my lungs. Parting my lips, I cupped my mouth on the side of his twitching, hoping to tease and excite him, I slid my tongue against his skin, feeling the fine and very few hairs that he had soak with my saliva, pinching in my lips so that I was just barely nibbling on him with the protection of my lips across my teeth, I felt his pouch lift and tighten in almost a spasm. Releasing him, I pushed my tongue once more against his flesh, barely grazing the base of his erection and continued downward until I could taste the moistness underneath the silky skin that covered his restless swollen pearls, that would soon deliver to me the sweet, salty nectar that could only come from something so beautiful.
Rolling the tip of my nose along the base of his awaiting attention, my tongue again took control; circling upward, taunting him with every second and every all too brief touch. I found my lips becoming greedy and impatient as I prematurely took all of James deep into my mouth, my tongue loosing control as it rolled around the soft-dense shaft. Pulling my head upwards until only the tip of his head was covered with the partial pinch of my lips, sucking in as my tongue taunted him in a dance that could only be described as a slow motion head over hills over his reddened top. Plunging down, slowly and firmly, taking careful note to press my tongue firmly against his shaft, moving it side to side until my lips could continue no more. James ran his fingers through my hair, softly at first, until he retracted; the firmness of his fingertips seemed to demand more… I wasn’t quite ready to let him take control yet.
Releasing my hold on him, I climbed up to meet his waiting lips. He opened his eyes partially and expressed a confusion that had been guided by disappointment, “Why did you stop?” He whined in a whisper.
“It’s too soon to be over already.” I explained as best I could, this seemed to bring him satisfaction; he parted his lips and pressed his tongue heavily against my own, rolling it almost mockingly to the side every time that I would follow or comply. My hand took hold of his center, as his did my own, a mutual gasp blended from us both into our heated breath and escaped through our nostrils. His lure only became stronger by the second, as his firm grip stroked me, slowly but passionately.
“Wait… No… Too soon…” I huffed away from him as I felt my excitement building. Forcing myself away from his touch, regretting it instantly, I slid my face back down his chest, along his stomach and back over his waiting shaft. He shivered softly, than sighed once more with disappointment, as I left his bliss behind. Breathing deeply against his still tightened pouch I left a trail of kisses behind as I lifted the round form of silky skin and continued to kiss between his parting legs. Pressing my lips from one side to the other side against his inner thighs in a confusion of excitement, I couldn’t decide where to go, which leg needed the next kiss, the next caress of my tongue or the next breath of my mouth.
James lifted his legs, spreading them slowly and showing me where to go next. Pushing my tongue against his perineum and carefully between the inviting lure of his wondrous globes of perfection; making sure to place a kiss at every travelled decent, circling his smooth entrance with the very tip of my tongue. Pressing my lips firmly against him and sucking in gently, I slid my tongue outwards, cautiously pushing it between the tight puckered muscles of my attention. Feeling everything I touched pulsate and tremble against the entry of my invasion, he tightened firmly against my tongue as it travelled deeper inside of him; gently twirling him into relaxation, spinning my slippery muscle with every millimeter gained. His long drawn out moans encouraged me to continue my exploration, as his body involuntarily pushed downward, hoping I could defy all physical possibilities that have been given to me and find my way further into him. Nibbling my lips on the outskirts of his slowly relaxing entrance, I had come to a halt only causing frustration of impossibility. I could go no further.
Making sure to release as much liquid as I could as I withdrew myself from him, I placed a gentle kiss against his stomach and took his throbbing shaft into my mouth once more. Just as he began to thrust his hips gently against my face, I pulled back and lifted my head. James looked up at me in confusion, but only smiled at me as I took hold of either of his legs.
Positioning my self perfectly, I lowered my hips toward him as I guided my self between his legs. Firmly pressing the head of hardness against the warm, moist entrance, I slowly pushed forward, causing James to gasp once more, followed by a muffled whimper as I slid inside him with an ease that I had never experienced before. In only a few seconds my entire girth had been accepted by his body; taking my time, I softly twirled myself inside him and slowly pulled back until only the head could not be seen. Pushing back into him, I lowered my body over top of his own, our lips meeting, the softness enticing us both, causing us to melt together as one, his slick skin slid against my own as I rolled my hips into him, pulling outward and then in once more, each thrust becoming more needed than the last. My hands travelled his body as if they had never done so before, mapping out new territory as if paradise had been found… it had been found.
“God, I love you.” I whispered in his ear, as I nibbled softly on his earlobe.
“Mmm… hmmm.” He whimpered back, his lips pushing firmly against my lower neck, his tongue gliding firmly against my skin.
As his heart pounded heavily through his chest against my own and his touch rolled across my body, his hands massaging my backside, pressing firmly into my center and partially entering me, just enough to cause heavy shudders of shivers to spiral across my body. His hardness pressing into my stomach, as my hand grasped him, massaging the slippery juices back into his body. Circling my thumb at the head of his shaft, feeling even more of his pre-explosion liquids to expel from him and supply me with more sheen to caress his hardness with. I could feel the tip of my own head pressing up against something, causing James’ eyes to glaze over as his moaning became louder, nearly too loud. Struggling to quiet him, I pressed my lips to his own, his tongue fell compliant, rolling smoothly against my lips and tongue. “Uhmmm, Adri..an… shit…. I’m… Mmmmm.” Spasms flooded the nerves within my hand as his erection pulsated rapidly, shooting length after length of slightly foggy liquid against our bodies, I could feel the muscles contract and retract against me, jolting in unity, pressing against me, almost like they were trying to pull me deeper inside of him. The pit of my stomach began to glow, as a heavy tingling sensation began to build inside of me, loosing all hope of control I felt my body take over my mind, thrusting once, twice and again, pushing harder with each decent, the sounds of James’ staggered voice just as I had pushed myself inside of him as far as I could go… “Hmmm.. huh.. Mmmm. Hmmm.. uh.” He whimpered so subtly, so tamely that it could only be taken as cute… I felt as though I was pleasuring him greater than I had ever managed to do so before. My excitement mixed with my pride as I watched James’ body bounce below me, covered in a gentle sheen of glistening sweat; I could feel the heavy rush approaching me as I neared the inevitable release, pushing once more into James, as hard as I could manage, swirling my hips in partial circles as I felt the flooding of my juices flooding into him. The spasms consumed my entire body, causing me to collapse over top of him, still attempting to continue, it soon grew impossible, my bodies nervous breakdown was soon overwhelmed with sensitivity; every breath seemed to cause a ticklish discomfort. Trying to keep myself in order was nearing impossibility, as my face lay against the warmth of James’ chest, I couldn’t help myself… I began to giggle… again.
“heee… hehehe… mmmm … heheha…”
“Oh great.” Whispered James, “Are you serious?”
“heheh… hah… hmmm I’m.. heee… sorry haheee.” The emotions that were passing through me were just far to much for my head to cope with… sadly, this seemed to be its only result.
“You goof ball… Hehee, way to destroy the moment!” James soon seemed to be falling into my lure of giggles, his stomach began to bounce in contrast to my own, his breathes more strained and erratic, “You jerk! Look what… Heeheha.. You.. Did heheeeeha”
James rolled off of me and onto the floor, cradling himself in the fetal position he attempted to gather up the will to climb to his feet. I on the other hand, didn’t bother… There was no way I could win this, giggles are unmerciful they stop at nothing to destroy you, to cause your sides to burn and your lungs to beg for air, until every last muscle is sore, there is no defense.
