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Post by Cres on Nov 21, 2005 9:59:05 GMT -5
Chip was most pleased to feel Ace react to his touch so willingly, and as soon as the boy opened his mouth he slipped his tongue inside, roaming there, the kiss passionate and dominating - the way he liked it. He smiled in his mind as he felt how hard Ace was, pushing his own midsection against the boy's thigh to let him feel through the trunks that Chip, too, was aroused. He kept kissing Ace while squeezing his hand around the boy's cock and then moving it from there down, under Ace's bottom from between his legs. He let his hand trail up again, making Ace pull his thigh up as he did so, and then his hand slipped on the boy's other buttock, massaging it slightly.
He had not been this close to anyone sexually in a long time. He found it was getting slightly difficult for him to control his urge to go quicker, to forget that he was dealing with something fragile, to be with Ace the way he was with any of the other boys he had been with. He didn't dare to take his own thong trunks off. Might he lose control if he did?
He pulled his lips from Ace's lips slowly, looking at him in the eyes as his hand moved on the boy's bottom and one finger found its way close to the hole down there. He didn't push the finger in, he merely felt about the edges with his finger, his eyes fixed into Ace's.
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Post by Kat on Nov 21, 2005 11:42:13 GMT -5
Feeling Chip's own hardness pressed against him, Ace was reminded that this moment was indeed very real. He was really getting himself in far, maybe a little too far. He did manage to stay calm, though, Chip's dominating kiss a very secure distraction for him. When Chip's hand slid further down underneath him Ace automatically wrapped his leg up around Chip's body, both giving Chip easier access and making himself feel a little more secure by being wrapped around his bigger partner.
He tried his best not to tense up when Chip's finger got a little close, not wanting to be afraid but a little unable to help it. He looked up and saw Chip looking down at him, knowing that he was watching for signs to either go forward or back off. Right now Ace wasn't really sure what he wanted. Part of him wanted to tell Chip to just go for it, to ignore anything he might say and just fuck him. But another part of him wanted Chip to back off and just hold him instead. He knew if he kept giving in to that side he'd never let Chip get anywhere and that wouldn't be good for either of them.
"I really don't want to be scared, Chip, but I can't help it." He kept his arms and leg wrapped around Chip, still unsure about what he wanted. Even in his confusion he was still very much aroused, which didn't make any of this any easier on him.
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Post by Cres on Nov 21, 2005 12:04:46 GMT -5
Chip saw Ace's hesitation, though also his desire, on the boy's face. He smiled gently as he kept his hand in place, just caressing the boy's buttocks.
"I know," he said with a secure, calm voice. "Just concentrate on me. You trust me, don't you? You know I wouldn't hurt you."
And as he looked at the boy, he knew he could do it slow. He could do it as slow as it needed to be done. Because he wanted to keep Ace safe.
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Post by Kat on Nov 21, 2005 14:08:40 GMT -5
"I know you wouldn't," Ace closed his eyes and kissed Chip on the neck, trying his best to remain relaxed. It was so unfair that this was such a constant struggle for him, to know what he wanted but not be able to pursue it. Ace had never been the type to complain much about life, but this was one aspect that he was constantly unhappy about. He longed to just put everything behind him and get on with life like everyone else was doing, to be able to do something exciting like make out on a gorgeous private beach without paying too much attention to what was happening.
Ace just really didn't want to tease Chip too much, didn't want to get him so aroused only to make him take care of it on his own. Would he ever even be able to touch Chip, to return any of the actions he was getting himself? He was having enough trouble with being touched on his own, what would happen when the time came for him to ever reciprocate? He knew Chip would be patient, but really, he knew that eventually everyone's patience wore out. Eventually it would just be too much for Chip to bother with anymore.
He shook his head and opened his eyes again, cursing himself mentally. "I need to stop thinking so much." He ran one of his hands up to the top of Chip's head, running through his hair. He just wanted to stay here with Chip and not think about anything from his past. He smiled at Chip, his hand moving to Chip's cheek. "You need to stop letting me have time to think, Chip." He was smiling as he scolded him, his comment not serious, really more of a wish than anything else.
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Post by Cres on Nov 22, 2005 8:18:03 GMT -5
"Yes, I suppose I need to," Chip said with a wicked sort of a smile. He moved down, leaving a trail of kisses over the boy's chest and belly until he was very low down. He slipped his other hand around Ace's cock and went on his knees in between the boy's feet. The other hand remained under Ace while the other helped to guide the boy's cock right into Chip's mouth. First Chip only took in the tip, kissing it, then let his tongue roll around and play a little, before taking more and more of Ace into his mouth. Meanwhile, hoping to distract Ace through his oral maneuvres, he carefully pushed one fingertip inside the boy from behind.
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Post by Kat on Nov 22, 2005 9:00:42 GMT -5
Ace smiled back at Chip's agreement, watching as he moved down his legs, the kisses he was pressing to the boy's body being very well received. For those brief few moments, Ace's mind blanked out everything else, enjoying what Chip was giving him. When Chip took him in his mouth he shivered a little, thinking briefly about how good it felt, how he could look down and see Chip there and just relax, memories of his past even briefly flashed through his mind but he was happy to note that he could push those aside right now and just think only about Chip.
But that was interrupted when he felt Chip push his finger in. He laid his head back on the sand, closed his eyes and bit down on his lip, trying to just deal with it. He knew he had to deal with this sooner or later and maybe the sooner he did the better off he would be. So he tried his hardest to relax, to concentrate on just Chip's mouth and not on his finger.
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Post by Cres on Nov 23, 2005 7:58:38 GMT -5
Chip noticed Ace's tensing up, and hesitated for a split second before continuing. They wouldn't get anywhere if he didn't move on at all. He continued working with Ace's cock while keeping his finger inside, not moving it, just letting it lie there, his hands caressing Ace's bottom. He wasn't going to go any farther than that this time, unless Ace encouraged him. They would have all the time in the world. There was no need to ruin it all by rushing now.
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Post by Kat on Nov 24, 2005 22:40:22 GMT -5
Try as he might, now that the memories had invaded his head, he just couldn't shake them, no matter what there was to distract him. Glancing up at Chip, he slowly shook his head, looking quite sad and disappointed. "I can't, I'm sorry." He resisted the urge to move away, staying where he was. He knew how important it would be for him to trust that Chip would stop when he asked, instead of pulling away to not give him the chance.
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Post by Cres on Nov 26, 2005 13:10:27 GMT -5
Chip reacted to Ace's words immediately. He knew how important it was for him to do so. He took his hands off from Ace and let go of his cock, lifting his head up to look at the boy with a slight smile as he did so.
"It's okay," he said gently as he crawled up over Ace until he was face to face with the boy, looking down at him, holding himself up by the hands and knees so as not to crush Ace. He bent his head down to give Ace a kiss on the forehead. "It's okay."
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Post by Kat on Nov 27, 2005 11:00:18 GMT -5
Ace breathed a little sigh of relief when Chip immediately listened-- a part of him had been worried that the other would try to persuade him to keep going. When Chip crawled over him and kissed him, Ace felt a little distressed. It wasn't okay, it shouldn't be okay.
He wanted to say something, but he just couldn't think of anything good enough. So he just laid there on the sand, looking up into Chip's eyes. One day he hoped he would be okay enough to actually go through with everything. Today just hadn't been that day.
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Post by Cres on Nov 28, 2005 8:59:50 GMT -5
Chip was, of course, a little disappointed, but then again, he had not really expected to get to anything serious that evening. Like he was used to not expecting to get to anything serious with Ace since their first meeting. He was hopeful now, however. Hopeful that someday, perhaps, the boy would be ready for it. Some day - if he was patient enough. Chip could wait.
He realised, looking down at Ace, that it was something he needed to make clear to the blond as well. He wrapped his arms under Ace, to hold him, and planted a kiss on the boy's lips.
"Look, I'm serious. You shouldn't feel bad. I can wait." He smirked a bit. "Don't they say the anticipation only adds to the taste?" He grew more serious and his other hand wandered in Ace's hair. "We have all the time in the world."
Chip thought to wait for a while to see if Ace wanted to continue talking, and then maybe suggest them doing something. Chip wasn't one to stay still for very long, and he felt they might need a distraction from unpleasant thoughts.
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Post by Kat on Dec 4, 2005 2:08:28 GMT -5
"I just don't want you to have to wait too long." He wrapped his arms around Chip, pressing his head against Chip's chest and kissing the skin his lips met. "I really feel bad that you're getting so much of this, Chip. I'm usually not this nervous about things but I think since I know that you know, I just can't get it out of my head. And I'm sorry." He could feel tears welling up in his eyes, tears that he knew he shouldn't be about to cry.
"And I'm even more sorry that I'm such a wreck about this. I'm sorry that I keep apologizing because I know I shouldn't be." He closed his eyes and tightened his arms around Chip. What would it take to get him out of this depressing state of mind? Maybe he just needed a little while to think about it and cry about it, maybe he'd be okay for the rest of the day at least, if he just laid in Chip's arms and cried for a little while.
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Post by Cres on Dec 4, 2005 2:47:42 GMT -5
"Oh... my little ray of sunlight..." Chip's heart broke to see Ace like that. It had always been his primary weakness. He cared so easily, and he cared so much. He rolled onto his side on the sand, and pulled Ace with him into his arms, and wrapped a leg around the boy as he held him there, his other hand caressing the boy's hair. "Come here, keep me warm," he spoke as he held Ace close. "Don't be afraid to cry, Ace. Tears help. If you hold them in, they will only grow."
He put his cheek against the blond locks. "You know, you think too much of it. Sex isn't important. If you can't, it's okay. It should be okay, always. What is important is we can be like this... together. Sex can come later. You mustn't think about it, that's all. In fact, we should just forget about this now. You overthink. I can tell." He smiled. He'd have to be deaf and dumb not to be able to tell. "Look, we just do something fun now. We need to get that pressure off your head. Do you want to just stay here and lay together? We could watch the ocean and the stars when they come out and talk. Or we can go for another swim, or join the others. Or we can just ditch this party and go out dancing. Whatever you like, my sweet."
He wondered if Ace wanted him to decide. He had said he wanted Chip to be in charge. Chip was happy with that idea, but when Ace was like this... he felt he needed to ask the boy what he wanted, rather than just decide what they'd do right away. He just hoped he could bring back the lively Ace he loved so much. Then he could be more like himself, too.
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Post by Kat on Dec 6, 2005 22:04:56 GMT -5
Ace only half-listened to what Chip was saying, finding more comfort in just his voice than in what he was saying. He knew Chip would be understanding and patient, or at least part of him knew that. He was just having trouble remembering it and accepting that for once he could allow someone else to be patient and caring instead of himself being that person. He clung to Chip, his face pressed against the other's chest, his eyes squeezed shut.
It's not that he didn't want to cry for any reasons of pride, just that he'd never had anyone to cry to for so long. At least no one he could actually tell everything to. He felt tears slipping out of his eyes and sliding slowly down his cheeks.
"Just hold me." His voice was very low and a little choked with emotion. He didn't really feel much like talking at that moment. He just wanted to be in Chip's arms.
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Post by Cres on Dec 7, 2005 9:52:31 GMT -5
Chip held tighter to Ace insinctively at once when the boy clung to him. His hands caressed Ace's head and back a little, burying his face into the blond's hair.
"I'm here," he said gently, kissing the boy on the head, closing his eyes. "I'm here."
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