Left Without Words - 27. Chapter 27

Deme’s humping was relentless. Feeling his hardness rubbing up against mine was a maddening sensation. Made even more erotic when the rhythmic grind of his hips was enhanced by a soft, boyish moan and a sensual amount of suction applied to the right side of my neck. It seriously left me breathless, and I whimpered helplessly from having him love me this way. So openly. So...shamelessly. Giving me permission to do the same while getting further and further lost in my own lustful desires.

Wow...the way that Deme could move was so mind-blowing to me sometimes. I can’t even explain how the feel of his hips slowly winding on top of me was making me tremble inside. I felt as though I was actually melting into his mattress, his rigid shaft pushing itself up against mine as urgent tingles surged through my entire body and caused my deepest, most confusing, sexual instincts to go into total auto pilot as I reached down and gripped both of his taught, sexy, ass cheeks with both hands...pulling him into me as I spread my legs to get as much physical contact from him as humanly possible. I know that he warned me to be quiet, but I was SO turned on that I found it nearly impossible to keep myself from whining and whimpering out loud. My teen voice cracking and squeaking helplessly as the feel of him pressing down on me took all of my restrictions away. My inhibitions were zero. I clutched Deme’s ass so tightly, feeling it flex and release underneath my palms...and I could feel the wet spot in his underwear sliding up against my stomach, leaving a rapidly cooling trail of stickiness on the surface of my heated skin as it smeared itself up and down against me.

Deme moved his mouth away from my neck, and began kissing me deeply on the lips, his tongue sliding deeply into my mouth as our bodies continued to tangle themselves up with one another with an almost desperate frenzy of long suppressed emotions. My whole body felt as if it was on fire, and we gently wrestled a bit and I struggled to roll Deme over onto his back. We were still acting entirely on instinct, but after only a few experiences, my new boyfriend and I were already beginning to pick up on a set of passionate cues for what we both wanted, and Deme rolled over, quickly reconnecting his lips to mine as he spread his legs and allowed me to be on top for a while. Even with our eyes closed, it felt like we could see one another better than ever before. The feel of his breath on my cheek, his touch, his pheromone filled aroma...it was all swirled together into this highly intoxicating mix that left me so dizzy and lightheaded that holding on to the wriggling frame of Deme’s half naked, lithe, teen body felt as though it was the only thing anchoring me to reality itself. His precious love embracing me where gravity itself was failing.

It all felt so incredibly real, and yet unbelievable at the same time. How did I even find myself here right now? His lips moving slowly up against mine as though we had rehearsed this romantic scene a million times before. The taste of his tongue, the feel of his warm breath, the sensual curve in the small of his back, covered in a silky padding of skin that was so unimaginably soft and smooth that I had to detach my mind from the act itself to keep from letting loose with a load that I couldn’t possibly be expected to control on my own.

As we kissed with a growing fever for one another, I felt the gentle strands of Deme’s longish hair as it draped on either side of my face, the dark brown locks tickling my cheeks and temples, and it only made my obsession with him burn even further out of control. I didn’t know how much more of this that I could take. And God forbid his dad were to come home right now before I was able to find a release from the sexual tantrum that Deme had inspired in me at this point. I swear, I might have knocked ‘Papa’ out with a pipe wrench and make sure he was unconscious long enough for me to get the finish that I needed so very badly right now!

And it was then that I could feel Deme’s legs move a little bit...and he put his hands on the sides of my chest as he kissed his way down to my nipples. And I felt this really weird sensation that was like a warm surge of electricity as he sucked and nibbled at them softly. A vibrating flutter that connected to my erection in a way that I had never experienced before. I never would have thought those two parts of my body could possibly be connected in any sexual way...but as his teeth lightly closed themselves on my erect tips, my hardness throbbed like crazy, flooding my undies with a heavy dose of clear liquid that made me feel a little slimy down there...but in a good way, you know?

I think Deme must have noticed the way my body writhed beneath him when he did that, because he immediately began to do it even more. A little bit harder...but not too much. I was soooo sensitive. It was something that I had never experienced before, so he simply toyed with me for a minute or two and allowed me to enjoy the spellbinding feel of it all before using his tongue to slowly lick his way down to my abdomen. His hands slid down to my ass and gripped it tightly, the material of my underwear smearing my juices all across his chest. And when he couldn’t wait any longer, he bent his head further down to swipe his tongue over the tip of my hardness. Then...

Hehehe, he sort of made a little face and lifted his head to use his fingers to try to get a few fibers off of his tongue. He giggled sweetly, and I smiled down at him as he blushed from a touch of embarrassment. But neither one of us said anything. Instead, he just reached under the elastic band and pulled it down, careful to stretch it up far enough to not get my erection all trapped and tangled up within. I raised my hips to help him, and he slid them down my thighs...down to my knees...past my tight calves...and then over my heels and feet to put them on the bedroom floor behind him. After that, he wasted no time in moving forward on his knees and slightly bending me down a bit to meet the rapture of his sucking lips as he invited me into his warmth. Taking as much of me as he could, those soft, kissable, lips acting as a moist cushion to bring me the maximum amount of pleasure...his right hand reaching up to lightly rub themselves through the soft hair at my base...reminding me how fascinated he was with seeing such a thing for the first time. I never thought of my red hair as being anything overly exotic before...but to him it was. It was like magic. Hehehe, who would have thought that this would be the bait to ever ensnare a breathtaking boy of Dimitry’s character?

All that he couldn’t fellate with his expert motions, he followed with a highly stimulating hand job...fingers firmly wrapped around my hardness and stroking me up and down, the motion soothed with the wetness of his saliva. I took a moment to truly lose myself in the excitement, but soon found myself missing out on the other part of the experience. The part where I can get Deme feel the kind of physical and emotional uproar that I was feeling in that moment. I tapped him on the shoulder, and he looked up at me with the dreamiest look in his half closed eyes...using his hand to brush some of his hair out of his beautiful bedroom eyes. I was almost struck speechless when I saw him look at me like that, but managed to strain my voice far enough above a whisper to motion towards him and say, “Come back on the bed with me.”

He gave me one more long suck, and then crawled up to get on top of me again with another deep kiss. But then I pulled away a bit and said, “Not this way. I meant, like...you know...the other way. Like...ummm...” He seemed a bit confused for a second or two, but soon caught on and grinned down at me. Giving me another quick and tender kiss on the lips before swiveling himself around to face the other direction, and he raised one of his legs to straddle my face as he moved down to take a hold of me again and go back sweetly sucking me off again.

And me? I had the best view in the house. The creamy, buttermilk skin of him...slightly brighter in the part of him where would be wearing a pair of tight speedos in the warm sun, the rest of him blessed with the subtle color of tanned vanilla and bright gold, and a slightly naughty musk of cute boy and brown sugar mixed...it was surrounding me on all sides. Enticing all five of my senses. His inner thighs radiating his sensual body heat on my cheeks, his hardness standing out proudly in front of him, and a soft, nearly hairless, satchel of decoratively wrinkled nuggets hanging down just above my nose and lips. And that doesn’t even include this particular view of his ass...with his round bubbled on either side and a sexy trench in between them...hiding his most private treasure. As my hands rubbed themselves up and down the backs of his thighs, with his mouth still enticing me closer and closer to climax with every bob of his head, that same longish hair now tickling my legs as he worked to siphon a thrilling load out of me...I decided to give him the same before it was too late for me to go on. I wanted him to feel good too. So good.

I wanted to keep him forever. And I was more than willing to do more than my part to make that happen. Believe me.

Trying to get him to scoot back just a little bit, and holding his ass with both hands to get him to maybe spread his legs a bit more and lower himself further towards my face, I found myself able to angle him in a way to finally get his hard shaft into my mouth, my tongue still so intrigued by the softness and the sensitivity of his foreskin. I couldn’t help but to use my tongue to play with it, you know? Slide and slither around it, try to get underneath it, pull it back, let it roll forward again...it was like a brand new sex toy, made just for me.

The best part was seeing, hearing, and feeling, how remarkably responsive and nearly agitated Deme became from having me suck and lick and tease him this way. He could barely keep still, and he kept trying to move his knees to keep his balance...but there were certain things that I could do to him that would get his ass to clench up so tight and make him squeal out in the cutest way that I just kept doing it. Hehehe! Not TOO much, though. That would ruin the surprise of it. But I kind of liked seeing him squirm and wiggle and gasp when I went back to searching for all of his secret spots.

I still wasn’t sure what kind of horrendous ‘scandal’ it might cause the both of us if his father were to come home in the middle of this waking wet dream, but I was sort of curious about just...like...seeing what I could get away with in this particular moment. Does that sound perverted? I don’t mean for it to be a bit too sassy for our level of being naked together like this so far. It felt a little bit risky to me...but I thought back to what Deme said, and I became extremely curious about it.

”I feel like I want to be filled up by you. I want your life to be inside of me. It's my fantasy.” were his exact words. And I sort of know what that means, but...I was nervous. Still craving a chance at doing something so sexy with the boy I loved more than anything...but nervous, nonetheless. It was so scary. How am I going to even try to fool Deme into thinking that I had any idea about what I was doing back there? I’m far from being that optimistic.

But as I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm, my window for a mutual explosion closing rapidly, and possibly leaving my sweetheart unsatisfied without any idea of when we were going to be able to get the house alone together like this again…I just felt like I had to do something. So I craned my neck up slightly and began to suckle lovingly at his balls, running my tongue all over their textured surface as Deme’s thighs began to tremble slightly around me. And then...I released them just long enough to wet my middle finger. And after using my other hand to rub and knead the soft mounds of his flexing ass for a moment, I pulled one of his cheeks to the side to pry his tight cleft open a bit further...and timidly reach up to rub my moist digit against his heated entrance.

Well, that pretty much sent Deme into ORBIT almost immediately! He moaned loudly, and he moved back a bit more, spreading his knees as wide as he possibly could in an attempt to open himself wide for me. Not that his virgin hole was all that wide at all. In fact, after licking his balls a few more times as a distraction, I had to peek up to see if there was a hole at all up there, and not just a ‘dip’ at the bottom of his narrow valley. I rubbed around it a few more times, and there was a really constricted muscle that was definitely moving there. Almost begging for me to push just a little bit harder so that he’d be able to suck my finger in and claim it for its very own. It was sooooo hot. A sensual heat that almost consumed my already overwhelmed body with enough warmth to cause me to break a sweat.

Deme’s whimpers became so desperate that I had no choice but to keep going at this point. So I continued to tickle and tease his treasured opening until, after a few extended moments...and actual hole exposed itself to me. I’m thinking from Deme’s sheer will power alone. It was only for a second, and then it closed itself back up again, his boyish cheeks automatically clenching up to protect himself from the impending invasion, no matter how much he might have wanted it. But he forced himself to relax, now slipping his lips off over my straining tip, letting his hair sweep down into my lap as he worked on concentrating his focus on letting me in.

The last thing that I wanted to do was hurt him, but I didn’t want to disappoint him either. So I pressed a littler harder against his puckered entrance, and Deme held his breath as his body suddenly gave way without warning, and the tip of my finger was granted acceptance. His tight body, tense and extremely anxious...it worked to relax a bit more, and Deme whispered, “Oh God...whoah. Can you go a little deeper?”

“Deeper?” I said, breathlessly.

“Yes, please. I am ok. Press...”

I did as he said, not really sure how far I would possibly be able to go before I did something wrong and ruined the moment. I slid in a little bit further, and I was amazed at how hot his body was inside. And so ‘alive’. Almost gooey...if that makes sense. I could feel the ring of his sphincter gripping my finger and sucking on it as though it had a mind all its own. His inner muscles swirled up around my finger in the sexiest ways, encouraging me to reach even deeper into his love. My finger felt trapped now, but I didn’t want to go too deep. So I turned my head to suck hungrily at the inside one of Deme’s smooth thighs, my nose inhaling the erotic fragrance of his balls as they rested against the side of my nose...feeling him go back to wrapping his plush and lovely lips back around my achingly erect shaft...I allowed my middle finger to withdraw from the unfathomable squeeze of his tightness until only the tip of my excited digit remained inside him...and then, I began to push my way back into him again. Causing him to wiggle and sigh as he scooted back just an inch further to implore me to invade him all over again. I could feel a long stream of slippery, yet sticky, liquid drip down from his foreskin and puddle on my chin, just below my bottom lip...so I took him back into my mouth again to taste more of its butter sweetness as I continued my penetrated.

Oh God...just imagine how every boy and every girl on the planet must be soooo jealous of me right now! And here I was thinking that I was always going to remember being the luckiest boy EVER to just be able to kiss Deme on the mouth! Look at me now!

And as I explored his tender insides beyond the second knuckle, with him straining a little bit to welcome my love stricken penetration...I couldn’t help but to wonder...

...If just having my finger in him like this makes me feel like I’m about fall faint and lose my fucking MIND...just imagine what it would it would feel like to have my sensitive shaft lodged in there like this!

I don’t even know if I could live through something so miraculous!

The combination of me fingering my boyfriend along with enjoying the feel of his foreskin was almost too much for him to bear. I could tell from the way his legs were shaking that he wasn’t going to be able to hold out for much longer. And, honestly, neither was I. But despite the passionate fury that I had been tossed into by having him suck me while I was sucking him, my finger sinking in even deeper while he began to hump himself out of my warm, wet, lips...we simply kept going. Trying to discover what heights of ecstasy we could reach before our sexual bodies betrayed us and brought an end to our magical coupling before we both dropped dead from the stimulation.

As I slightly increased the speed and depth of my fingering...I’m surprised our bodies hadn’t give up already.