’Till Death do us Part
a short story by Lone Wolf ©2009 By Lone-Wolf. All rights reserved Dedicated to Anthony; sweetest boy in the world An Important note to the Reader : This is a work of Fiction! The persons, places, events, and dialogue are entirely the product of the author’s imagination, and must be regarded as such. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and accidental. All brand names mentioned are the property of the company who manufactures them, and they are used only for clarity.
Exactly one hour later the alarm clock beside Dave’s bed began making its annoying electronic chime, once again waking the two boys from their latest nap. They found that Dave had rolled onto his back while they slept, but Tony had not released his bear hug on the older boy, and was now lying on top of Dave, the right side of his face resting on Dave’s chest, just below Dave’s chin. Dave wrapped his arms around his lover and embraced him warmly, thrilled by Tony’s skin pressed firmly against his own. Tony sighed and used both hands to pet Dave’s neck and cheeks.
After a moment, Tony lifted his face and beamed adoringly at Dave. Dave smiled back at Tony, his eyes radiating his love. Tony leaned forward and down, and proceeded to suckle each of Dave’s lips in turn, his blue eyes sparkling with love and affection and mischievousness, as well as a little lust.
Finally losing patience, Tony placed his lips squarely over Dave’s mouth, the kiss rapidly growing passionate and steamy. Dave reflected yet again on how soft and warm and smooth Tony’s skin felt, and how soft and wet and wonderful his lips felt, and how sweet his breath tasted, in addition to how fortunate they were to have found each other.
When they finally broke their kiss, Tony spoke first. “Are we still on the Kinky Chapter, Teacher?” Tony asked lustfully, pumping his stiffened cock against Dave’s body pointedly.
“Maybe,” Dave pondered, still petting the smooth skin of Tony’s butt cheeks, getting teasingly close to his crack. “Think you’re man enough to handle the next part of the wonderful world of kinky?” he queried.
“Me an’ my boner are ready for whatever you can dish out!” Tony assured him eagerly, sliding his tummy back and forth against Dave’s swollen male member.
“Even if it hurts?” Dave questioned his lover dubiously. Tony shivered in his arms, and Dave knew it wasn’t cold that made him shiver.
“You promised you’d teach me everything,” Tony reminded him again. “I trust you Dave. Even if it hurts,” Tony insisted reassuringly, knowing his lover would stop well short of causing him any real damage. “And don’t people usually have a magic word that works like a ‘pause’ button, so they can ‘pull the plug’ if their lover goes too far?” Tony asked, giving away the fact that he had done some impromptu research on the internet on this subject on at least one occasion.
“Ooooh,” Dave expressed softly. “Student boy has been doing research outside of class, hasn’t he?” Dave asked rhetorically, pinching Tony’s butt cheek lightly to punctuate his accusation.
“Like you haven’t?” Tony giggled.
“I’m nearly three years older than you, don’t forget,” Dave reminded his lover with faked annoyance. Tony rolled his eyes in feigned exasperation, as if to say, “So what?”
“So you got whips an’ chains and all?” Tony asked coyly.
“For me to know, and you to find out, mister busy-body,” Dave teased gaily.
“Yes, Teacher!” Tony panted, his breath coming faster as he thought about what might be his next ‘lesson’.
“Then how about climbing off of teacher so we can get started?” Dave chuckled. Tony bounced up onto all fours like some sort of feline predator, and then launched himself out of bed and onto his feet in one smooth gymnastic feat, coming to attention like a military cadet upon landing on the floor next to Dave’s bed.
“Very impressive, young Jedi,” Dave grinned, following Tony’s example, but in a much more leisurely fashion. “First we need a nice flat spot where we can immobilize our subject,” Dave continued, peeling back the top sheet and smoothing the bottom sheet with his hands. “Now; what can we use to tie you up with?” Dave wondered out loud, wandering over to his closet and peering inside. Tony scampered over to join him in his search.
“Belts!” Tony suggested, spying a number of them on a hanger.
“Nah, too rough and hard,” Dave protested, searching for something better. “Also hard to tie into a knot,” he pointed out. After a moment he spotted his rack of neckties. “Say, now. These are nice and soft,” he exclaimed, pulling a few of the silk ties down from the rack to show Tony.
“Sweet!” Tony agreed, happy to have finally found a good use for the otherwise hated neck wear. Dave chose the four ties he detested the most, and carried them back over to his bed, Tony bouncing along at his side impatiently.
“Pick your magic escape word, student boy,” Dave insisted.
“Hmm,” mused Tony. “How ‘bout ‘uncle’?” he proposed.
“Not very original, but it’ll work!” teased Dave. “Now lie down on the bed, on your back, and spread out your arms and legs,” Dave ordered. Tony flung his lean body onto the mattress and assumed the spread-eagled position. Dave had to stop and stare for a moment, reflecting on the complete and total perfection of this boy who was his lover and mate.
First Dave tied one of the neckties to each corner post of his bed. Then he tied a loop into the opposite ends of the neckties. “Aren’t you supposed to tie ‘em ‘round my ankles an’ wrists?” Tony asked, watching Dave at work.
“Maybe we can upgrade to that when you’re fifteen or sixteen,” Dave assured him. “But for now we’ll do it this way,” he went on, passing the loops around Tony’s ankles. Then he slipped the other two loops around Tony’s wrists. “Now grab on with your hands and pull,” Dave instructed. Tony gripped the ties and pulled, causing the two loops around his ankles to tighten also. “See? Just like I tied you up,” Dave pointed out. “Only you control how tight you’re bound, and also you can get loose in about one second if you need to or want to,” he added pointedly.
“You’re spoiling me,” Tony accused him playfully.
“Just taking good care of my hubby,” Dave replied truthfully.
“Fine,” Tony said, trying to look defiant. “But student boy will never say ‘uncle’ or let himself loose early! Student boy is gonna’ get another A plus!” Tony insisted eagerly. “Now how about less chit-chat and more sex stuff?” he finished cheekily.
“As you wish, young Jedi,” Dave replied, attempting an evil grin. He stooped down to one knee and fumbled under the bed until he found his ‘toy box’. Standing up again, Dave placed the small flat cardboard box on one corner of the bed. “But first, we prime the pump,” Dave teased, moving his hand from the box to Tony’s boner, which was sticking straight up like a thick and very rigid flag pole.
At first, he just fondled it slowly, wanting to build up Tony’s anticipation. Then, after a minute, he began to slowly masturbate Tony’s erect shaft, still going slowly to let the pressure build gradually. Tony panted and writhed and moaned softly with appreciation as Dave worked his rock-hard boy-cock skillfully.
“Now I’m going to use my mouth,” Dave informed his student. “If you climax, you get a big fat F,” Dave warned him playfully. “So be sure you call out ‘stop’ before you get too close to the point of no return,” Dave instructed his lover lustfully.
“Yes, Master!” Tony grinned, using the parlance he had read on the internet site not too many weeks ago. Dave winked at him, and then went down on the younger boy’s cock, thrilled to once again have his beloved Tony’s hot swollen penis in his mouth. Tony’s moans and groans grew more pronounced as Dave began to skillfully suck Tony’s twitching cock, his tongue expertly working the sensitive ridge of Tony’s fireman’s helmet.
Tony lasted about two minutes before calling out “Stop!” in a strangled voice. Dave promptly released Tony’s throbbing penis, and watched his boy writhe in the pleasure of the ‘almost’ orgasm. Dave only allowed Tony about thirty seconds before going back to work on the boy’s flushed penis. And in thirty more seconds Tony called out “Stop!” again.
Over and over Dave did this, each time Tony lasting fewer and fewer seconds. Dave finally released Tony’s cock after the eighth ‘almost’ orgasm, knowing that at this point his lover was undoubtedly horny enough for the next step in his “lesson”.
Moving quickly, Dave retrieved his toy box, from which he produced a normal looking spring-loaded wooden clothes pin. Tony eyed the wooden laundry-line clamp with fearful anticipation. “You’re sure you’re up to this, sport?” Dave asked hesitantly. Tony didn’t speak, his lips clamped between his teeth. He nodded vigorously instead. So Dave squeezed the clamp open, aimed carefully, and then allowed its business end to slowly clamp down on Tony’s left nipple. Tony inhaled, and his lean body tensed up visibly as the pain hit him. Dave was careful to make sure that the clamp had pinched some skin too, and not just the tender nipple, so that the pain would be moderate and sustainable, balancing his concern against Tony’s desire to experiment. “Good?” he asked hopefully, wanting some sort of feedback from his student. Tony nodded rapidly. “Ready for the right nipple?” Dave enquired. Tony nodded eagerly again, so Dave chose another clothes pin and carefully clamped it onto Tony’s right nipple. Again, Tony’s body tensed up, and he gasped softly.
Dave leaned down and sucked Tony’s cock for a few more seconds, wanting to make sure the pain was exiting his lover rather than turning him off. Tony shivered wildly, so Dave backed off to check on him.
“Do some more clothes pins, Dave!” lisped Tony hoarsely, answering Dave’s un-asked question. One at a time, Dave clamped two more clothes pins onto Tony’s chest, each one about an inch above the boy’s nipples. Tony’s cock continued to remain completely hard, convincing Dave that Tony was still horny.
“Enough?” Dave asked his lover curiously.
“More!” Tony insisted, panting with excitement. So Dave attached two more clothes pins to Tony’s chest, each about an inch beneath the boy’s nipples. Tony’s cock remained at full mast, his lithe body now glistening with a light beading of sweat.
“Enough,” Dave declared, no longer asking. “Time for the sucking again,” he added, before Tony could demand more clamps. “But this time I’ll let my teeth slide up and down on your shaft, too,” Dave informed his student, pausing a moment in case Tony wanted to opt out. “Since it’s your first time, I’m going to let you control me,” Dave continued. “Say harder, if I should bite down a little harder. Or say softer, if you need me to back off a little. Got it?” he queried.
“Yes!” lisped Tony impatiently. “Do me, Master!” he begged eagerly, shivering with lust and fear and anticipation. So Dave lowered his head and willingly took Tony’s erection into his mouth again, making Tony whimper with pleasure. Dave took every millimeter of his boy’s shaft into his mouth, sucking firmly as he did so, and then clamped his teeth down against the shaft gently. Slowly but steadily, Dave began to bob his head up and down, his lips and teeth gliding up and down the length of his lover’s hardened shaft.
“Harder!” Tony demanded after only three or four strokes. Dave steeled himself and increased the pressure of his teeth slightly while increasing his speed slightly also. Tony’s body writhed with the stimulation as Dave’s teeth slid up and down the length of his boner, bumping into the ridge of his fireman’s helmet on each up stroke.
“Harder! Faster!” begged Tony only a few strokes later, his voice tense and higher than usual. Dave suspected his lover was getting close to release, and decided that getting Tony off sooner was better. So he bit down just a little harder, while increasing the speed of his pumping a bit more, too. He could feel Tony shuddering, and hear him panting with exertion and grunting softly in time with his strokes.
“Harder, Dave! Faster!” pleaded Tony desperately, holding his breath now between gasps. Dave clamped his teeth a tiny bit more tightly, increased his suction, and pumped faster still. Then, a few seconds later, Tony arched his back in ecstasy as his penis began to spurt frantically in Dave’s willing mouth. “Yessssss!” hissed Tony blissfully, as his semen jetted forcefully out of his pulsing penis and into Dave’s waiting mouth. Dave eased off the pressure of his teeth, but didn’t dare release it completely until Tony had shot his first six spurts. Dave was amazed that Tony wasn’t just shooting ‘blanks’ after this many orgasms in one evening. He savored his lover’s liquid gift, swallowing it giddily.
When Tony’s ecstasy finally ebbed, his body relaxed and he began to breathe more normally. So Dave released Tony’s penis and set to work quickly but carefully releasing each of the six clothes pins from the skin of Tony’s glistening chest. His lover flinched as each clamp was taken off, but never stopped grinning at Dave triumphantly. When all six clothes pins were removed and set aside, Dave leaned down and kissed Tony on the mouth tenderly and leisurely.
“Did I get an A?” Tony asked when Dave came up for air.
“Oh, definitely!” Dave assured him. “Six clothes pins? And having me bite harder, like, four times? And this is your first time? Yeah, you get an A, lover boy,” Dave complimented his beloved boy proudly.
“That was SO intense!” Tony exclaimed eagerly. “Next time I’m gettin’ TEN clothes pins on my chest, at least!” he stated lustfully, lifting his head so he could look down and admire the six red marks on his pecs. Then he moved his eyes down to admire his flushed penis, still half-hard, and looking very pink from its rough work-out. “What a ‘gasm!” Tony enthused with awe, still staring at his flushed penis in amazement.
Dave slipped the neck tie loops off of Tony’s wrists, “freeing” him, and then did the same with the ones on his ankles. “Ready for your test, student boy?” Dave asked, embracing Tony as the younger boy sat up.
“I get to do that to the teacher now?” Tony asked rhetorically, hugging Dave tightly.
“It’s only fair, right?” Dave argued playfully.
“Sure,” Tony nodded. “That ‘gasm was freakin’ awesome! So I know you want one, now, too!” Tony agreed eagerly. “I’ll get another A! Just you wait an’ see!” Tony promised, his eyes twinkling.
Dave shortened all four neckties, to accommodate his taller frame, and then spread eagled himself on his mattress eagerly. He found he was more excited than he had expected. He had experimented with this sort of thing alone before, but never with another. And the fact that it was Tony was probably the biggest motivator for him.
Tony slipped the loops around Dave’s ankles, copying the way Dave had done it. Then he fixed the other two loops around Dave’s wrists the same way. Dave gripped the neck ties and pulled firmly, causing all four bonds to become tight. There was something very exciting about being bound by the boy you loved, Dave reflected, watching Tony watching him. Even if it was bonds he could release himself simply by relaxing the muscles in his arms, he reminded himself. “I’ll use your same code word, in case I need a time out,” he told Tony as the younger boy began to slowly fondle Dave’s rock-hard penis.
“You won’t need to either,” Tony assured him. “I’ll do you just like you did me,” he promised with affection. Dave noticed that Tony’s flushed penis was already completely hard again, convincing him that Tony was enjoying his turn at being the Master.
“Yes, Master,” Dave replied gamely, loving his role as Tony’s boy-toy. Tony grinned at him and kept on slowly manipulating Dave’s swollen penis. Dave had often fantasized about Tony doing this with him, and he was thrilled to discover that once again, real life was actually better than his imagination.
For the longest time, Tony continued with his manual manipulation, until finally Dave decided that maybe Tony was waiting for him to beg. This notion only excited him even more, so he decided to test his theory. “Please use your mouth, Master!” Dave begged in his best plaintive tone of voice. “Make it almost shoot, Master! Please!” Dave begged eagerly, not really acting a part inasmuch as he really did want to feel Tony’s mouth on his cock again.
“All in good time, servant boy,” Tony assured him slyly, enjoying his complete control over his older lover. Dave groaned softly, and ‘struggled’ against his bonds, enjoying Tony’s being in command. Tony made Dave beg two more times before he finally gave in and took Dave’s heated penis into his salivating mouth.
Fighting the urge to suck his lover to orgasm, Tony concentrated on going slowly enough to pleasure him, without pushing his lover too close to the point of no return. Dave did his part by moaning his pleasure, and wriggling against his bonds, enjoying the illusion that he was securely tied.
Finally Tony’s ministrations pushed Dave dangerously close to climax, so Dave called out “Stop!” in a hoarse voice. Tony’s hot, wet mouth vanished, leaving behind a cool draft of air that kept Dave from getting any closer to release. Tony locked eyes with Dave and they admired each other while Tony gave Dave’s cock time to ‘cool down’ a little.
Then Tony went down on Dave again, and promptly resumed his maddeningly slow blow-job. Four more times Tony brought Dave to the verge of release, stopping promptly each time Dave warned him of a pending orgasm. Only after the fifth ‘almost-orgy’ did Tony stand up and bring Dave’s toy-box to bear. “Ready for your punishment, you naughty little slave boy?” Tony asked Dave with amused adoration.
“Yes, Master!” Dave readily agreed. “I’ve been very naughty, Master. You need to punish me good!” Dave begged heatedly, getting into his role more easily than he had expected.
Tony nodded, grinning, and carefully applied a clothes pin to Dave’s left nipple, doing his best to duplicate Dave’s technique. Dave groaned softly as the wooden device clamped down on his tender nipple, and he tensioned his bonds a bit tighter with his arm muscles so Tony could see them bulge under Dave’s tanned skin.
Without any delay, Tony added a clothes pin to Dave’s right nipple, watching with fascination as his older friend and lover adjusted to the additional pain. Satisfied that Dave was doing okay, Tony leaned down and suckled Dave’s boner for half a minute, just to keep it ‘primed’, as Dave had called it.
Returning to the box of ‘toys’, Tony selected another clothes pin and showed it to Dave. “Ready for round two?” he asked lustfully. Dave nodded eagerly, so Tony added a clothes pin just above each of the ones currently installed on Dave’s nipples, following up with another short suckle on Dave’s quivering cock.
Tony repeated this cycle until Dave had ten clothes pins clamped to his chest in two vertical rows, each row centered on a nipple. “Enough,” Dave panted finally, after Tony had attached the tenth clamp.
“Okay,” Tony nodded excitedly. “Now I’m gonna’ bite-suck it, servant boy,” Tony informed him. “You tell me harder or softer, Dave,” he added in a fake stage-whisper.
“Yes, Master!” panted Dave eagerly as Tony slid down to Dave’s groin, once again going down on the older boy’s erection. But this time Tony closed his jaw enough that his teeth were pressed gently against the shaft of Dave’s boner before he began to very slowly pump up and down the length of the older boy’s stiffie.
“Harder!” Dave begged immediately, when Tony’s teeth failed to at least equal the pain he was getting from the farm of clothes pins attached to his chest. Tony willingly increased the pressure of his teeth, but continued the maddeningly slow pumping.
About thirty seconds later, his body shivering from the overload of sensory input, Dave spoke again. “Harder, Tony!” he begged urgently, needing to ramp up the input to match his rising lust. Tony obeyed, clamping his teeth down just a little bit harder while continuing his slow methodical pumping. Dave only grunted softly in appreciation, his lean body as tense as a coiled spring, as the old cliché goes.
Less than a minute later Dave once again begged Tony, “Harder!” But this time he also added the request, “Faster!”, as his need for release was rapidly growing to huge proportions. Tony bit down a little harder, and increased the speed of his pumping just a little, wanting to make sure Dave didn’t cum too soon. Dave trembled wildly with the combination of pain and pleasure, maddeningly close to release.
“Faster! Harder! Faster!” Dave gasped, begging his ‘master’ to finish him off. Tony waited a few seconds, but then complied with Dave’s request, speeding up his pumping and biting down just a little bit harder.
The added stimulation was just enough to finish the job, and Dave nearly blacked out as he rode the waves of ecstasy as he finally achieved orgasm in Tony’s suctioning mouth.
Tony greedily gulped down Dave’s tasty semen as it shot out of his throbbing boner, reducing the pressure of his teeth with each of Dave’s spurts until his teeth were no longer touching the older boy’s cock at all.
Finally Dave’s lust began to recede, and he became aware of Tony gently suckling the last drops from his oozing male member. After a few more moments, Tony let go of Dave’s cock and immediately went to work quickly but tenderly removing the clothes pins from his lover’s chest, returning them to the box as he did so, Dave watching him with eyes that radiated Dave’s love and affection for the younger boy.
Once all of the clothes pins were back in the box, Tony tenderly leaned down and locked his lips onto those of his still ‘bound’ lover, kissing him deeply and leisurely and romantically, his hands caressing Dave’s face and neck the whole time.
“How did I do, Teacher?” Tony asked, when he finally released Dave’s lips, his face still less than an inch from Dave’s.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Dave mused playfully. “Is A plus plus a viable grade?” he asked rhetorically. “You were fantastic, Tony,” he continued at once. “Absolutely perfect,” he added, meaning it.
“So, you think maybe you’re gonna’ wanna’ keep me, huh?” Tony teased, smiling coyly.
“Only forever and ever,” Dave whispered, his eyes locked onto Tony’s eyes.
“Goody!” lisped Tony, grinning. “Cause I’m gonna’ keep you forever, too!” he giggled, before showering Dave’s entire face with kisses. Dave wriggled his wrists loose from his bonds and put his hands to work stroking and petting the smooth, damp skin of his lover’s back. Tony sighed softly with pleasure and kissed Dave’s lips again.
“If you were to untie my feet, we could tippy-toe downstairs and find something to drink,” Dave whispered softly, after a few minutes. “I’m feeling mighty thirsty. How ‘bout you, partner?” he finished in his best cowboy drawl.
“Me too,” Tony agreed, sitting up straight and then bouncing to his feet. He reached down and quickly slipped Dave’s ankles out of the necktie loops, ‘freeing’ his friend, lover, and soul-mate. “What sorts of stuff you got in your refrigerator for us to guzzle?” he asked, pulling Dave gently to his feet.
“All sorts of stuff,” Dave shrugged, slipping one arm affectionately around Tony’s torso. “But since this is your graduation party, I was thinking of something a bit more special,” Dave teased him.
“Wow! Graduation! Already?” Tony teased back, putting his own arm around Dave lovingly.
“Yep!” giggled Dave. “As of right now, you are officially a graduate Doctor of boy-on-boy love-making!” Dave informed him grandiloquently, leading him out of his room and into the darkened hallway.
“Cool beans!” Tony chuckled, hugging Dave with the arm he had around him. “You know what?” he asked suddenly, as if changing the subject.
“No – what?” Dave replied easily, slowing their pace as he found the stairs and then the banister in the near total darkness.
“I love you,” Tony whispered conspiratorially, pressing his cheek against Dave’s shoulder.
“I love you too, dear one,” Dave assured him, fighting tears that appeared from nowhere. “And I always will,” he added hoarsely, leaning his cheek against the top of Tony’s head, breathing in the distinct scent of the boy he loved so totally and completely.
When they arrived in the darkened kitchen, Dave led Tony to the refrigerator and tugged the door open, illuminating them with the light from the appliance’s internal automatic bulb. The pair studied each other in the harsh light, grinning.
“You are so beautiful, Tony,” Dave whispered.
“Almost as good lookin’ as YOU!” Tony replied promptly.
“If only you had nice long, thick hair, you’d be perfect!” Dave teased, his grin giving him away. But he knew Tony knew he meant it.
“Just give me some time for it to grow out,” Tony insisted gleefully. “In a year it’ll be so long an’ shaggy I’ll look just like Jordan’s sister!” he teased. “Then you can trim it just exactly the way you want it!” Tony promised his hero. “And nobody else can mess with it but you!”
“Now you’re spoiling ME!” Dave teased him, moved by Tony’s willingness to indulge his wishes so wholeheartedly.
“Only a little,” Tony shrugged. “I think long hair looks cool,” he went on. “I just didn’t want the bother of washing and drying and combing it every morning before school,” he explained. “But now that I know it’ll turn you on, it’s worth it!” Tony grinned.
“I’m the luckiest boy on the whole planet,” Dave declared earnestly, leaning over and kissing Tony leisurely on the mouth.
“Almost as lucky as I am!” Tony whispered back, when their lips finally parted. “So what’s our graduation drink gonna’ be?” he asked, returning their attention to the refrigerator.
Dave reached down and retrieved a twelve ounce beverage can from the bottom shelf of the refrigerator and showed the fine print on the label, right under the brand name, to Tony. “The Champagne of Beers!” he pronounced proudly.
“But I’m under-age!” Tony Protested with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“So am I!” Dave reminded him. “So that is why we are having only one can, and you’re only getting half of it!” Dave informed his partner.
“Well, okay, teacher,” Tony giggled. “What’s it taste like?” he wondered, as Dave popped the top open.
“No where near as good as it looks when guys drink it in the movies,” Dave warned him, closing the fridge and going over to a cupboard, their bare feet silent on the vinyl flooring. He pulled two champagne glasses out of the cupboard and slowly emptied the can equally into the two glasses.
“So why do people drink so much of it, if it doesn’t really taste good?” Tony wondered while Dave was pouring. “To get drunk, right?” Tony hypothesized, answering his own question.
“Yeah, some people do,” Dave agreed. “But my Dad never drinks enough to get drunk,” Dave pointed out. “He says it’s an acquired taste, and that nothing is better when you’re thirsty after a long morning of lawn mowing,” Dave explained.
“Well, we sure worked up a sweat in class just now!” Tony pointed out honestly. “So that should qualify!” he supposed gleefully, as Dave handed him one of the glasses.
“Should we make a toast?” Dave asked his beloved partner.
“They always do in the movies for important stuff like this,” Tony agreed. “You want me to say it?” he asked. Dave nodded.
“You’re the graduate, Tony,” Dave reminded him coyly. Tony eyed him and seemed to ponder for several long seconds before speaking.
“A toast,” he began slowly. “To the best friend I’ll ever have, the best lover I’ll ever have, and the only husband I’ll ever have,” Tony declared, no longer goofing around. His eyes glistened with moisture in the dim light of the nightlight.
“To the best friend I’ll ever have, the best lover I’ll ever have, and the only husband I’ll ever have,” Dave repeated, his eyes as moist as Tony’s. They clinked their glasses together and drank. Tony made an amusing face as the beer found his taste buds, but he swallowed.
“It’s sorta’ yucky,” he grinned, eyeing Dave’s amused look.
“In a yummy kind of way,” Dave argued playfully. They had another swallow, grinning at each other affectionately.
“It’s better it doesn’t taste so good,” Dave pontificated. “If it tasted good, and you liked it, you might drink too much,” he pointed out. “And then tomorrow you’d get the lesson on hang-overs, and that one’s no fun at all,” Dave warned him.
“I know,” Tony nodded somberly. “I get to watch my Mom and the meat-head go through that Saturday mornings and Sunday mornings” Tony reminded him gloomily.
“Sorry, dude,” Dave said sympathetically. “But at least now you know you’re welcome to hang out here with me every weekend,” Dave assured him.
“Won’t your parents get sick of having an extra kid mooching off them all the time?” Tony worried.
“Not likely,” Dave reassured him warmly. “My Mom seems to know how special you are to me. So even if Dad says something, Mom will stick up for us. She knows your house isn’t the best, so she says you’re always welcome here,” Dave informed Tony proudly. Tony face regained its smile, melting Dave’s heart all over again.
“Thanks, butt-buddy!” Tony teased cheekily, suddenly cheering up as he recollected their ‘lessons’.
“Any time, short dick!” Dave replied with a grin. “Now finish your booze, wino-boy. I need another nap,” Dave warned his pal, helping himself to another swallow of amber pilsner.
Quickly the pair finished off their ‘champagne’. Dave rinsed out the glasses while Tony ‘mashed’ the aluminum can with the can-compactor and put it into the aluminum recycling bin. “Good to go,” Tony announced, joining Dave. Arm in arm, they padded up the stairs, down the hall, and back into Dave’s bedroom.
“Let’s put the top sheet back on the bed,” Dave suggested. Tony helped him spread it out and tuck in the bottom edge under the mattress at the foot of the bed. “What time is it, anyhow?” Dave wondered, yawning.
“Like one A.M. !” Tony pointed out, looking at Dave’s clock.
“No wonder I’m bushed,” Dave sighed.
“Student boy has worn out the teacher!” cheered Tony.
“With a little help from the twilight zone,” Dave reminded him.
“Yeah,” Tony agreed, sobering up fast. “What the hell was that, anyways?” he asked.
“I’m not sure,” Dave admitted. “But let’s talk in the morning,” he proposed. “Right now all I want to do is curl up with you in my arms and get some real sleep,” he added, petting Tony’s cheek lovingly.
Tony jumped into Dave’s bed and smiled up at Dave lovingly. “Ready when you are, Dave,” he said invitingly. Dave turned off the lamp, climbed into bed with Tony, and snuggled up with his lover under the sheet, lying on their sides so each could stroke the other’s back until they fell asleep.
Tony pressed his body against Dave’s, returning the embrace contentedly. “Good-night kiss?” he asked rhetorically. Dave answered him by finding Tony’s lips with his own, and French kissing him warmly.
“Sleep tight, short dick,” Dave teased, when they finally broke their kiss.
“You too, butt-buddy,” Tony giggled, hugging Dave tightly.
They continued to stroke each other’s backs until both dozed off, neither one knowing or caring which of them had dozed off first.
End of part six. Don’t miss part 7 coming soon!
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