Into Another World - Sean's Story 31

Into Another World - Sean's Story

Part 31

Posted: October 10, 2008
Title: Into Another World - Sean's Story
Author: Ian Howe

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"Tomorrow, I'll make you mine." The Sheik's voice kept ringing in his ears as Sean stood in the empty corridor, staring at the walls.

He'd known this was going to happen eventually and he'd been okay with the thought as long as it had been postponed to an indeterminate future. Karl had promised that he'd wait until Sean was ready, and Sean had believed him, only...

Breaking into a cold sweat, the blond suddenly realised that he was ready. He'd come to enjoy having Christian's fingers in his bum, playing with this incredible gland. Also, seeing his lover's face in ecstasy, he'd wondered more than once how it would feel to swap positions with Christian. And finally... he'd even wanked at the memory of Pierce taking him...

Sean shuddered. The Sheik was right; he was ready, and a part of him was even looking forward to being penetrated. Feeling a little light-headed, Sean decided he'd better sit down and think this through. He opened the door to the room Karl had appointed to him and Christian for the night and stepped inside.

As soon as his eyes fell on Christian, Sean's grim expression softened. His lover was lying on his back, deep asleep and relaxed. Christian's half-hard cock had drooled a small puddle onto his well-formed abs and the stiff and dusky nipples sent a wave of desire through the blond. If only Christian were to be my first...

Biting his lip, Sean was startled to find that he wouldn't mind letting Christian take him. They were lovers, after all, and it wouldn't be a gesture of submission as bottoming for the Sheik would be. Also, Christian was smaller than Karl. Sean firmly pushed that thought aside, though. This had nothing to do with being afraid, of course! Then again, Karl was really hung like a horse, and... No. He'd ask Christian to be his first – Pierce didn't count – and it wasn't about sizes.

Sitting on the bed, Sean reached out for Christian's cock and wrapped his hand around the organ. Weighing it in his hand, he felt elated when it hardened under his fingers and he began to stroke it softly.

"Mmmhh..." Christian sighed softly and opened his eyes. "Sean, you're back!" He smiled, then looked at the blond with concern when he remembered the ritual. "Are you okay?"

"I want you." Sean replied, avoiding the question.

The frown on Christian's face was there only for a second before he pushed Sean's robe aside and put his hand on the warm chest underneath, gasping hoarsely, "I want you, too." He rubbed Sean's nipples into stiffness.

The hand on his chest felt incredible. Sean shed his robe and wrinkled his nose at the musky and slightly pungent scent rising from his groin. He cleared his throat. "Christian, love, I'll be with you in a minute. I want to wash first."

Moistening his lip he whispered, "I want you to make love to me." The stricken look on his lover's face was etched into Sean's mind when he fled to the bathroom.

By the time he returned after removing all traces of his earlier encounter with Pierce, Sean had calmed.

Christian was looking at him again, still uncomprehending. "Are you okay, Sean?" he asked again.

"I... fucked Pierce," Sean tried to explain, unwilling to tell the younger man about Karl's announcement. He was feeling a little guilty, as if he were betraying Christian's trust. Regardless of telling himself that he wanted Christian to be his first because he loved him – again, Pierce didn't count – there was a nagging suspicion that he also wanted this to get one over on Karl.

Swallowing hard, Christian asked softly, "He hurt you, didn't he?"

His mind racing, Sean tried to stall. If Christian found out about Pierce fucking him... "Who are you talking about?"

Taking Sean's hand, Christian said, "Pierce. The day I asked you what he did to you... You said he made a few nasty comments on Karl but that was it. I knew there was more but you couldn't speak about it."

Oh fuck, had Christian known all along? "I didn't mean to lie..."

"Shh, I know and I'm not blaming you, Sean." Christian interrupted gently. "I understand. I've been there myself with Pierce..."

After a brief moment of silence Christian continued softly, "I will make love to you, Sean. Only..." He took a deep breath. "I haven't done this for many years and I'm not very good at it..."

Sean gasped with relief. He knew he'd have to explain this misunderstanding sooner or later, but as long as Christian thought he'd help Sean overcome this trauma at least the blond could tell himself that his lover helped prevent another trauma from being taken by Karl.

Seeing Christian's smile widen, Sean blushed a little as the young man had apparently taken Sean's relieved sigh for arousal. "I'm sure you're perfect," he replied lamely. "So, about now..." The blond had no idea what to do.

"Come, lie with me and relax," Christian said softly and pulled his lover onto the bed. Letting his hands wander over Sean's body, Christian kissed his lips and let his tongue tip demand entrance.

Moaning, Sean kissed back and parted his lips to let Christian's tongue in. Feeling it explore his mouth brought his erection back on full. He could never get enough from kissing Christian, savouring the sweet, fresh and slightly herbal taste of his lover.

Christian's hands roamed Sean's chest while continuing the languid kissing. Deft fingers teased and circled stiff nipples before slowly working their way down to the blond's groin where they were greeted by a damp cock. Not touching the swollen organ except by light brushes, Christian caressed Sean's abs, then ran his hand over the hips down to the thighs.

When one of Christian's hands reached the inside of Sean's thigh, the blond opened his legs to give him better access. Sean gasped when warm fingers scratched lightly over the downy skin on his inner thighs, then cupped his heavy balls. Despite having come several times recently, they felt fully loaded again.

Feeling Sean's arousal, Christian moved and lay half on top of him, holding his hip against the blond's groin to provide friction. He had to stop caressing Sean's balls for that, but instead he went back to playing with his nipples, which drew a soft moan when he tweaked them lightly.

"Oh yes..." Sean groaned and thrust his leaking cock against Christian's hip, smearing it with pre-come. Until now, he'd never taken the passive role in sex and he was astonished how good it felt to let himself be seduced by Christian. The hand on his nipples did fantastic things, and now Christian's mouth moved to his neck and began to nibble it, then Sean felt tiny licks and kisses being placed on his collar bone. Maybe they should have tried this earlier...

Christian took his time discovering Sean's body, exploring all his erogeneous zones and indulging in them. His hands were inciting and soothing at the same time, but wherever they went they left a trail of fiery arousal behind.

Sean was moaning softly, sometimes even emitting a soft cry when his lover found a particularly responsive spot. Soon he was wishing that Christian would concentrate more on his lower body.

As if he'd read the blond's thoughts, Christian changed position again and began to lick a wet trail from Sean's neck to his chest. Tickling the peaked buds with his tongue, he took each nipple between his lips and sucked hard while rubbing the other nub between his thumb and forefinger.

Thinking he'd go crazy with the sensation, Sean let out another moan. Gods, he couldn't wait to feel that wicked mouth and tongue on his cock again! And then, when Christian sucked Sean's cock he'd often slip a finger into his scared little hole... One time, Christian had even had three fingers inside him and Sean groaned in anticipation. Christian's cock wasn't that much bigger than three fingers, and the thought of having it rub against that incredible pleasure centre deep inside him made Sean dizzy.

"Please, lad, I need you now..." Sean was close to begging. Why had he refused the idea of being taken for so long?

After pinching Sean's buds once again, Christian relented and moved his head between Sean's legs, savouring his cock. Gently peeling the foreskin down, he licked over the throbbing glans and let his tongue tip delve into the tiny slit.

"So good..." Sean gasped. "Please don't stop..."

Christian smiled and sucked the swollen head deep down his throat, and Sean's back arched. The blond's disappointed whimper when Christian's mouth stopped was followed by a happy moan when the younger man began to lick at his balls while wrapping his hand around the thick erection and stroking it softly.

"Oh yes..." Sean thrust into his lover's hand as he felt his legs gently nudged further apart. Then, the wet tongue left his balls and licked a broad trail down his perineum until it reached his puckering entrance.

Sean drew in a sharp breath when he felt Christian's tongue slip behind the tight ring muscle. Christian had done this before, but each time it had felt incredible and this was no exception – in contrast, this time it was even more exciting as the blond knew they'd go further than before. His hole fluttered at the thought and he felt the tongue withdraw.

"M-more," Sean whimpered, and he was rewarded with a slick finger sliding inside him, deeper than a tongue could have, and then he cried out in ecstasy as the finger brushed his secret pleasure centre.

Hurrying to add a second finger, Christian began to stretch the tight muscle gently while continuing to stroke Sean's cock and grazing his prostate every few seconds. Then he added a third finger, opening Sean further.

The pressure in his hole was uncomfortable and incredibly arousing at the same time. Sean moaned and whimpered with need, scared of what was coming and impatient for it at the same time. His cock was leaking profusely and if Christian didn't change his approach soon, he'd have a hard time holding back. Suddenly, Sean couldn't wait any longer.

"Christian, please... Need you now..."

On hearing Sean's words, Christian slowly withdrew his fingers and lay next to the blond, looking at him with love shining in his eyes. He stroked Sean's cheeks gently and said, "I love you." Then, he placed a soft kiss on the blond's cheek and kneeled between his legs.

Again, a flash of guilt shot through Sean. Could he really do this; use Christian to evade Karl? He looked down and bit his lip. But you want this, you're hard and aching, and didn't you enjoy what he just did to you? Sean's mind hurried to provide a way out of his dilemma. Still... He suddenly had an idea.

"From... behind?"

Sean saw the disappointment in Christian's eyes and cringed, but his lover was already helping him roll over on hands and knees.

"We don't have to do it if you feel uncomfortable, Sean," Christian replied softly, misreading the blond's reaction.

"No, I really want you..." Sean said and it was the truth.

"I'll go slow and I'll stop when you tell me to..."

Sean nodded and braced himself for the sudden pain. It was wrong to have Christian take him from behind where he couldn't see Sean's face and read him, but the blond was afraid Christian might also read that he was having second thoughts about this. No, it had to be this way.

Gently spreading Sean's nether cheeks, Christian positioned his cock against the tiny entrance and began to slowly press in. He had one hand on his lover's hip, stilling it and soothing at the same time. The other hand held his cock and made sure that he'd move slowly and steadily in to avoid any discomfort.

Instead of the searing burn, Sean felt himself spread open very gently and found it increasingly arousing. It was totally different from what Pierce had done and he suddenly couldn't wait to have Christian sheathed fully inside him. Pushing back, Sean gasped when Christian's cock breached the inner ring muscle and slid in smoothly to the hilt.

Feeling Sean press down, Christian bit his lip to prevent sudden movements until he felt himself glide all the way in. Placing his now free hand on Sean's other hip he whispered, "Take your time to get used to the intrusion. You feel wonderful..." He leaned forward and kissed Sean's back.

"I... I'm fine, you can move, please?" Sean was surprised that it didn't hurt at all. He felt strangely full, but that was to be expected and much less uncomfortable than he'd feared. Now that he had Christian inside him, he couldn't wait to have the lad start moving and take his mind off his still guilty conscience.

Christian pulled out a little, then slid in again, watching Sean's reaction closely. When he only got a pleased gasp he thrust again, a little bolder this time. A third thrust with a slight change in angle brought the desired result.

Howling with the sudden jolt of pleasure when his prostate was stimulated, Sean arched his back and pressed down urgently. All thoughts other than the liquid fire running along his spine had suddenly fled his mind. Gods, this was so much better than he'd imagined, even after having felt Christian's fingers and Pierce's cock!

Withdrawing almost all the way, Christian pushed inside again, making sure to brush over Sean's prostate, and he was awarded with another ecstatic cry, then another one as he continued to fuck Sean gently. It was almost perfect. Almost, as Christian knew he wouldn't be able to come, but it didn't matter as long as he'd succeed in making Sean happy. He'd explain afterwards. Judging from Sean's signals this wasn't the only thing they'd need to discuss, but there'd be time for that later, too.

Unaware of his partner's thinking, Sean felt himself rising higher to the point of no return. His cock was throbbing and the constant rubbing against his pleasure centre had him almost delirious with desire. He cried out when he felt a warm and slick hand around his erection and adjusted his movements; plunging into Christian's hand and pressing back in rhythm with his lover's thrusts.

"Close... So good..." Sean gasped between moans, his mind almost incoherent with the assault on his nerves.

Speeding up, Christian shoved deeper into Sean. He, too, was breathing hard now, but it was mostly from exertion.

"Come for me, Sean!"

Hearing Christian gasp and then order him to let go, Sean's mind went blank as he tumbled over the edge. He shouted his pleasure and shot thick white streaks of fluid onto the bed, each of them accompanied by another hoarse cry while Christian's stabs milked his prostate until he finally had no more to give and he collapsed breathlessly into the puddle of his own come. His last conscious memory was hearing a loud noise, like a door being banged open, but he was too fogged out for questioning its origin.

The next thing Sean knew was that Christian was roughly pulled away from the bed – he must have missed the lad's climax and pulling out, but it didn't matter right now as something else was obviously wrong.

Opening his eyes, Sean saw Christian being held by two men who had a menacing air and looked like guards. A fuming Sheik Urban was hitting Christian's cheek so hard that the young man's head snapped back. Ian and Hugo were also there, and except for the palace guards none of the men was properly dressed.

"What did you think you were doing?" hissed the Sheik at Christian whose eye was beginning to swell shut. "You know the guest law and this will cost you your balls!"

Christian didn't show a reaction and Urban barked, "Hugo!" then indicated the bed. Sean felt himself seized up by two more guards he hadn't noticed before, and hauled from the room. He kicked and fought but he was no match for the burly men from the palace guard, and Sean's desperate screams, "Christian, Christian!" went unanswered as he was dragged toward the doctor's office.

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