Castle Roland

Protecting David

by TA-Terry


Chapter 2

Published: 3 Sept 15

Protecting David

by TA (Terry)

David had pretty much collapsed onto my chest and my arms were wrapped around him. "Do you mind holding me?" He was talking quietly into my chest. "This feels so good."

"I love holding you."

He looked up at me. "If it gets to be too much I can get off."

I pulled his head back down to my chest. "No you're good, I like the way you feel there."

He sighed and kind of settled in on top of me. "I'm sorry you had to wait so long for your next fuck." I said. "As cute as you are I wouldn't have thought you'd have to do anything more than answer the phone."

I was lightly stroking the side of his head, running the tips of my fingers through his hair from just in front of his ear down to the nape of his neck. "If this bothers you I'll stop."

"Hmm, no it feels good, it relaxes me." His voice sounded like he was on the verge of sleep."

"If you want to sleep, babe, go ahead," I said, "I'm fine." I don't think he heard the last part of that sentence before he was out like a light. I lay there with him asleep on my chest happy that he trusted me enough to do that. It made breathing a lot more difficult, but it was worth it. I just kept lightly stroking his hair. It felt like we were glued together as the load of cum between us began to dry.

After about 30 minutes I couldn't take the weight on my chest anymore and gently rolled him off onto the blanket. He barely stirred. I lay next to him watching his face.

The sex had been unbelievable, way more than I ever expected. If I ever had any doubts about being gay, I didn't anymore. I was gay and I wanted this man…period.

I continued stroking his hair and watching his face, angelic in sleep. He moved his lips from time to time but continued to sleep. I didn't care, I was enjoying just being next to him and besides, while he was asleep he couldn't run off. I didn't know what I was going to do if all he wanted was that one fuck because I wanted so much more, but I also knew that it was unreasonable to expect him to fall for me as quickly as I'd fallen for him.

The only thing I knew for certain was that at least I had this moment as I watched him breath and studied the dark stubble on his chin. He had fairly large nipples and I really wanted to lick them but I was afraid that it'd wake him. His dick was soft and nestled in his black pubic hair, his balls lying between his legs.

I had to pee … bad, so I got up and walked a short distance into the woods and peed against a tree. As I was walking back to the blanket I saw David beginning to toss his head from side to side, so I hurried back and lay next to him. He was having some kind of dream and it obviously wasn't a happy one. He seemed to be trying to get away from someone in the dream. I hoped it wasn't me. I decided to try stroking his hair again, but it didn't have any effect and eventually his eyes just snapped open. He had a really startled look on his face and he seemed disoriented.

"Oh wow! Weird dream! Sorry about that." He sat up and was obviously embarrassed about the dream. I told him that it was okay, I liked watching him sleep. He said he was surprised that he'd fallen asleep, but when I started to stroke his hair it just kind of made him relaxed and tired. That didn't seem too unusual to me because I felt the same way every time I went to the barber. As soon as a barber starts cutting my hair it's all I can do to stay awake.

David and I spent the next few hours talking. He filled me in on his early life and I did the same on mine. David had been raised in a small town about twenty miles away and things had gone okay until high school and some guys figured out that he was gay. Then his life became a total nightmare. When it came time for his junior year he was able to talk his parents into letting him stay with his grand parents and go to school in the school district that the house he now owned was in. He was very careful from then on and didn't let anyone know about him being gay.

When he went off to the state university he majored in business and came back to this same town and got a job in the local bank where he now worked. When his grandfather died he left David ten acres of land that bordered on this stream and enough money to build a pretty large A-frame style house.

The path that led from my house down to the stream continued on to David's. His house was about three hundred yards further on down the path. David and I walked there holding hands. It felt great. I was a little surprised at David's house. The immediate area that the house was on was surrounded by an eight foot high chain link fence.

The path stopped at a locked gate in the fence. David took a key out of his shorts and let us in and we walked up to the house. I asked him about the fence and he just said that living this far out in the middle of nowhere you couldn't be too careful. We laid on lounges on his deck and kissed and held each other.

I think he was beginning to understand that I was in this for more than the sex. Anyway we ended up with him napping while he half laid on me and I held him. At about four o'clock I told him that I had to go home and make some business calls and I also invited him for dinner that night at my house. We parted with a deep kiss and he promised to be over by six o'clock.

I'm a manufacturer's rep, which is to say a salesman. However, since what I sell is high tech electronic gear, and because I do some of the servicing of what I sell, it doesn't really feel like selling. The companies that buy from the company where I work really don't have many other places to get this equipment, so not much selling is required. I do however have to check in a couple of time a day to see if anybody needs my help. The big advantage to all of this is that I pretty much set my own hours and my office is at home. So when I got home I covered those bases for an hour or so and then set out to make dinner and get cleaned up.

I figured that something like pot roast with potatos and green beans was a safe bet and one that even I could handle. I did the prep work on that, including browning the meat. Finally I threw the meat into a pressure cooker that my mom had given me and taught me how to use, then took a shower. Two thirds of the way through the cooking time for the meat I cooled it down, tossed the vegetables in, and set it to cooking again. I was planning to get David to help me make the salad.

David showed up about ten minutes early looking incredibly hot in tan cargo shorts and a black polo type shirt.

"Wow, babe you look hot." I said "May I kiss you?" I didn't want to take too much for granted here and I figured that I should probably begin with the polite approach.

David laughed as he put his arms around my neck. "Why not, you've already had sex with me."

I kissed the side of his neck and whispered. "I know, but kissing is more intimate. If I absolutely had to and I do mean absolutely, I could maybe give up fucking, but I could never give up kissing." I had been kissing my way around his face and moved in for a long, leisurely, deep kiss. I slid my tongue into his mouth and he began to try and suck it out of my body. In the mean time my hands had found his ass and I was kneading his ass cheeks. I lifted him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist and strengthened his grip around my neck. I carried him over to the sofa and laid him down lengthwise before I lay down on top of him with my knees and elbows carrying my weight.

"You're not one of those perverts who's going to make me suck his dick so he can put pictures of me on the internet are you." He sounded serious but I wasn't sure.

"David! You're kidding right? I wouldn't do something like that."

"Oh shit," he said, "well I hope you're planning on taking advantage of me in some way. Otherwise it won't have been worth the walk over here."

We both laughed and I put both of my arms under his back with my hands cradling his head and drew him up for more kissing. "Oh man," I said, "you are soooo getting to me." I kissed his eyes, his nose and then that beautiful mouth. David, who earlier was a bit tentative, was now totally into this. I think he was beginning to understand that I was seriously interested in him. His body felt so good under me, so completely David, which is to say very sexual, very responsive and so, well … so David.

He's a kind gentle man and this, combined with his aura of sexuality, created my idea of him. In my mind, then and now, David is the perfect mate, a mixture of all that I wanted in a man, wrapped up in a very handsome exterior. It was all I could do to force my attention back to dinner, because if we didn't eat now only God knew when we would because I planned to fuck him for hours, if he'd let me.

We had a totally pleasant dinner. I opened a bottle of Cabernet to go with the pot roast and we both got nicely buzzed. Afterward we sat on the sofa leaning into each other and holding hands. David wanted to know everything having to do with the Army and especially the Rangers. I filled him in on it from the time I went in until I got out, and answered about ten million questions.

I learned that while David's dad was still alive, David didn't have an awful lot to do with him and his Grandfather had been his favorite relative. Apparently the problems he had in high school caused a rift between he and his dad that never healed. On the other hand, his grandfather had provided him the safety of living with him at a time when David was really frightened about the whole thing. Obviously his grandfather's death had been devastating to him and had taken away his primary security blanket.

As he was telling me this, he was absentmindedly twisting my fingers and I knew that there had to be a lot more to this story than I was being told, but I thought, "What the hell, I'm trying to put my best foot forward too." I knew that my boy was still deeply troubled by something, but I wasn't going to force the story out of him before he was ready to tell it.

As the evening went on, we were lying on the sofa facing each other with our legs intertwined and my arms around David, our crotches pressed together. We continued to talk about our lives, our jobs, and all the little things people talk about at times like this. Our faces kept getting closer and closer until we were virtually breathing the same air and our talking turned to whispers and kisses.

Finally, almost simultaneously, we got up and headed into my bedroom. We were kissing and neither one of us wanted to break the kiss, so we undressed each other like Siamese twins.

David climbed up on the bed backwards with his hardon swaying back and forth. I followed him on my hands and knees, crawling between his legs. When he reached the head of the bed I lowered my body to his as we continued to kiss. We were both leaking a great deal of precum and our crotches were soaked with the slippery liquid. I was slowly rubbing our cock's together using precum for the great lubricant it is. David kept tightening and relaxing his legs and I began licking his nipples, using as much pressure as my tongue could provide.

Since I was rubbing our cocks together just with a thrusting motion of my hips, it left my hands free to stroke David's hair and shoulders. He kept making this little "unh" sound. I put my face alongside his and began circling the edges of his left ear with my tongue, slowly moving in and steadily breathing into his ear. He was beginning to squirm and his knees seemed to be moving apart and lifting up a bit. I moved my left hand down to his crotch, but totally avoided his cock because I knew from the morning that he could have a hair trigger.

I played very gently with his balls, which are hairless and really big, rolling them carefully in my hand. His legs were spreading even wider apart and he was getting this intense ‘fuck me' look on his face. I kissed him very deeply and asked him to roll over onto his stomach. While he was turning over my hands never stopped touching him and I moved down between his legs and began kissing that incredible ass of his, massaging it with my hands, licking it, kissing it, and taking delicate nips of it with my teeth.

David was beginning to make very low pitched versions of the ‘David sound' and pushing his butt back towards me. I spread his cheeks apart and began licking my way towards the center. His hole was flexing constantly as I was doing this, but began to relax when I began concentrating on the very center. I licked and blew air on it for a couple of minutes and then tried pulling his dick back between his legs, but he was incredibly hard and I could only get it to point straight down. I began licking, starting from as close to the head of his dick as I could get, all the way up to his hole in one long stroke. The ‘David sound' was getting higher pitched. Since I didn't want him cumming yet, I let go of his cock and just kept circling his hole with my finger.

David said. "Oh fuck, Mark, man just do it! You're fucking killing me here!"

I didn't answer him but began licking the back of his leg from where the knee bends, up and then over to his perineum.

"Please, Mark, please man fuck me! Man I need your cock now!"

"Okay babe, lay down on your stomach." He stretched out arching his back slightly.

I ran my hands down his back and onto his butt. I reached for the lube and started packing some into his ass. Then I rolled a condom over my dick and pressed it firmly to his hole, but didn't try to push it in. He kept laying his head down and then lifting it and turning it to see what I was doing. He started lifting just his butt off the bed by an inch or two.

I was straddling his hips and very slowly began applying pressure to his opening with my cock. It took a few moments, but I finally popped through his ass ring then I stopped for a moment so that his body could adjust to my dick. Finally I began a very slow smooth inward stroke that lasted until my balls were tight against his perineum. David was moving his head from side to side with his mouth open but no sound was coming out. I carefully lowered my body until I was totally covering him, but still being careful to carry most of my weight on my arms and knees. I was able to hold David's head in both of my hands and I started to lick and bite very gently wherever I could reach.

"David is this okay? Is this feeling good to you?" I whispered.

"Mmmm yeah, yeah it is. You feel so good in me." He started sucking on my fingers.

"You feel really good to me too. I love being in you, so hot, so tight." I was fucking David slowly with some long strokes and some short ones. I was trying for the moment to avoid directly hitting his prostate. I didn't want him shooting too soon.

We fucked like that for thirty minutes or so then I pulled out of David and asked him to turn on his back and put his ankles on my shoulders. I entered him again in one slow steady plunge until my balls were pressed tight against his ass. I was watching his face as my cock moved into him.

He's so beautiful, the way he's moving his mouth as my cock goes into him, the sweat that has started to plaster his black hair down and the look of being consumed with being fucked. He's making little sounds, little ‘David sounds', and I push his knees to his chest so that I can kiss him.

Now my tongue is in his mouth and we're breathing hard into each other and the kiss is hard to hold because of the movement of fucking. While I'm kissing him I'm wiping the sweat off of his face and looking into his eyes.

I'm pretty sure that I see love in his eyes, certainly lust, and I want to see trust there too, because I really want David to trust me, to know that I would never hurt him. I love this guy so fucking much, although I realize that it's going to take longer for him to feel the same way I do. I mean I'm pretty sure that he's beginning to love me, but I'm also pretty sure this guy's been hurt somehow by someone. I can't think of that now or it'll make me crazy.

I move David's body a bit and redirect my cock so that it starts moving across his prostate and the change is immediate.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck yeah!"

He's lifting his chin moving his head back and forth and, while before he was slowly stroking his cock, he's now beating it. Somehow in some part of my mind I know that I'll cum when he does, that I won't be able to stop it. David's excitement is transmitted to me instantly and I can feel the beginning of my orgasm building. I'm slamming into him now. We're both sweating and our bodies are covered with a combination of sweat, lube, and precum.

David's first shot clears his head and hits the sheet behind it, the second hits his chin and the rest begins coating his chest and stomach. The ‘David sound' has become a yell as I start pumping my cum into the condom in his ass, his legs are alternately gripping and relaxing against my shoulders. I'm yelling, "Oh fuck David! Oh fuck man! Man I'm shooting in your ass!" I can hear and feel my balls slapping against David's ass.

Finally I lower David's legs down on either side of me and as I lay on his chest I can feel the huge load of his cum spreading out between our bodies. Again I try to support most of my weight on my knees and elbows while I hold his head in my hands as I kiss him. We're both lacking oxygen and we stop kissing. When I lay my head next to his. I can feel his breath in my ear and I'm sure he can feel and hear mine. My cock is slowly coming out of his ass and drops to the sheet.

I want this to be the way my life will be. I want this man in my arms forever, to feel and hear his breath next to my head, to feel his heart beating strongly. I turn my head and kiss his cheek. I feel him turning his head and I turn and kiss his lips.

"Wow." David says.

I kiss him again. "Wow back at you," I reply.

I lift myself up and roll off to the side, pulling the condom off as I turn so that I can drop it in the trash can on the side of the bed. I grab a towel and wipe off my dick and then start to clean David. When I get all of the cum wiped up I lay next to David on my side and pull him onto his side so that we can kiss, my right arm wrapped around him and our legs entwined. I look into his eyes and ask softly, "Is that what you needed it to be David. I mean did I do it the way you want?" I'm running the tips of my fingers through his hair and looking into his eyes.

David kissed my eyes and then my mouth very slowly. "It was perfect." He whispered and then in a laughing voice. "So why don't we do it again?" He laughed.

I laugh, too. "Yeah right! Like that'll happen any tiem soon! It will take me a couple of days to build back up." I was teasing him and he knew it.

David pushed me on my back and straddled my chest. "Fuck days! Man I need this at least twice more tonight!" He had entwined his fingers with mine and was holding my hands down on the bed. He was laughing and playful.

"Well," I said, "if you're a really good boy I have a feeling you might get a repeat performance in the morning." I pulled my hands free and pulled David down so that he's flat on top of me while I kiss him deeply. He snuggled down with his head on my chest and I began lightly running my fingertips through his hair.

"I promise, I'll be good."

His voice was getting heavy with his need for sleep and, as before, the stroking was putting him under. When he finally dropped off I waited a while and then, very gently, rolled him off me and onto his side. I spooned him from behind and rested his head on my upper arm and continued to lightly stroke him with my other hand. I pulled the sheet up over us and laid there, listening to David's heart beat, and was soon asleep myself.

Sometime during the night I remember David sitting bolt upright in bed, start talking, then lay back down. Then it was like he realized he wasn't next to me anymore and he moved back against me. It had felt so cold when he moved away that when he came back to me I wrapped my arms around him again and pulled him close. He made some little sounds and then was asleep again.

I woke just as it was getting light and David was curled on his side on the other side of the bed with his back to me. I got carefully out of bed and walked naked into the kitchen to start the coffee and then to the bathroom to piss. Returning to the bedroom I got slowly back into bed and and moved into position behind David, wrapping him in my arms. He wiggled a little but never really woke up.

I was staring at the back of his ear and the side of his face. His hair was very black and the stubble of his beard very evident. I looked down his body at the way his butt looked pressed against my crotch. David's a lot smaller than me and I can kind of envelope him with my body - he feels so fucking good in my arms. His body is perfectly proportioned, his hands and feet are so beautiful and he's so handsome. There is a delicate quality to him that is hard to describe, it's not that he's effeminate, because he's not, but he's got like a 30 inch waist for Christ sake, he's almost petite.

When I'm holding David like this something is triggered in my brain, some very basic need to protect, and I could hold him like this forever. While he's in my arms like this before he's awake and starting his day, he's all mine and I know he's safe. I can feel him breathing, feel his heart beating; I can smooth his hair with my hand and touch his lips and he's just all mine, this wonderful gift that there's no way I deserve.

David's been making little sounds for the last few minutes and he's beginning to move, he's been clenching and unclenching his butt and since my dick was laying in his butt I'm now rock hard. He reaches to his hip and takes my hand and pulls it to his chest and at the same time he's rhythmically shoving his butt back against me. I kiss his shoulder and then nuzzle the back of his head. He smells so great. His hardon is sticking out from his crotch and I move my hand down and wrap it around his dick. This causes a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan to come from him.

"David," I whisper, "are you awake?"

"Mmm, yeah kinda." He mumbles and shoves his butt back against my cock again. "You must be glad to see me." He kinda laughs in a sleepy way, not totally awake.

"Do you want me to bring you coffee?" Again I whisper into the hair on the back of his head.

"Unnh uh. Don't leave me." He pulls my hip tighter to his butt while thrusting his dick into my hand.

"I won't go anywhere, David. Go back to sleep."

"Need you, Mark. Mmmm. Need you in me." Still shoving his butt back against my dick.

"David's a horny little fucker." I mumble into the nape of David's neck.

"It's your fault. You seduced me. I was a good boy till you showed me your dick." He giggles into my arm.

He reaches between us and takes my cock in his hand. "What the hell is this thing against my butt? Feels like a telephone pole." He starts slowly jerking my cock.

Now I'm shoving my dick up and down the crack of his butt. I reach over David to the nightstand and grab a condom and lube. David sees this and starts making little go for it sounds. I tear the package with my teeth and roll a condom down my cock and then start applying lube to David's butt. His hole is a little swollen and I'm very gentle with the lube, making circles around the center slowly before moving at first one finger and then two into him.

We're still lying on our sides and I decide that this is probably the best way to start a morning fuck. Then I place the head of my dick against his hole and just hold it there without applying any significant pressure. Looking at my dick against his hole almost has me cumming and I have to defocus or I'll never last. David begins pushing back against me and my dick pops into him, sinking about three inches before I stop it. I want to give him time to get used to my dick.

He rolls his head back towards me and we kiss. There is a look in his eyes that I've seen before, but never with this intensity. We kiss again, but longer now and with greater passion. I think we both know that something has changed. I wrap my arms tightly around him and start biting softly at the back of his neck and shoulders and at the same time slowly sink the rest of my cock into his ass. His dick is sticking out as hard as I've ever seen it, but I know that I can't touch it yet so I start rubbing his stomach and chest. He's making the ‘David sound' steadily now and I'm pumping my cock very slowly in and out trying my best to avoid his prostate.

"Unnh, unnh, oh fuck yeah!" He's saying softly, almost to himself.

"Baby," I say, "is this how you want it."

"Oh yeah! Fuck me babe, fuck me hard." He starts pushing back against me hard and I know this can't last.

"Tell me when, David." It's almost a gasp. We're both breathing hard.

David's beginning to stretch his legs out and tighten his muscles and I know he's close. Then he starts yelling the ‘David sound' and I let go. My orgasm happens just as he's shooting. I'm a few seconds behind him and as he's finishing I begin to fill the condom in his ass.

David and I are both gasping for air. I have both of my hands on his shoulders and he still has his hand on his dick. I look over his shoulder and see the trail of his cum running from his dick to the headboard of the bed. Geez this guy shoots! We lay there for a few minutes gathering our strength and eventually my cock plops out of his ass.

I gently kiss him again. "Let's get some breakfast, babe." I take his hand and pull him out of bed and he comes, gracefully, his beautiful body moving like a dancer.

David stands naked by the stove putting bacon in a pan while I pour coffee. I think for the millionth time that his must be the prettiest ass on the planet. I walk over to him and hand him his coffee, then I get him an apron, which I put over his head and tie in back. I can't help myself. I run my hands over his ass.

"Careful back there, you don't want to be starting something you don't have time to finish."

I wrap my arms around his chest and kiss the back of his neck and his ear.

"Com'on now, you'll give me a hardon and I'm too close to the stove! You might lose your favorite new toy."

I nestle my cock in the crack of his ass. "Actually it might be my second favorite new toy." He giggles. "Well stud your first favorite new toy needs a little recovery time. Feels like somebody drove a Mack truck up there." He smiled at me. "But I wouldn't mind if it happened again in say maybe an hour or so."

We spent the rest of the day fucking, sucking, and showering, interrupted only by hushed conversations. Lying naked on the bed totally entwined with each other we whispered of our hopes and desires and of our love. This was definitely the day that we both fell in love. It was a Sunday of change, a day that was to bind us together and make us lovers.

By the end of the day I don't think either of us could imagine living without the other. We had dropped many of the emotional walls that people erect to keep themselves safe from possible hurt and we took chances that day and spoke of our mistakes, our fears, and our needs. David told me at least some of the horrible things that had happened to him at his first high school. I knew that he was editing out the worst parts, but I understood the courage it took for him to tell me as much as he did. I told him of some of the horrors that I had seen and been involved in.

It was a time for tears and consoling and trusting. David became mine that Sunday and I became his.

Around five o'clock David dressed in his shorts and shirt and told me he was going to run home and start dinner, we were planning on spending the night at his house. I told him that I'd see him in an hour or so and was going to do some laundry. He kissed me goodbye, his emerald green eyes looking up into mine, a slight smile on his face, his black hair in its usual tangle. I reached out and pushed his hair off of his forehead letting my fingertips run through it. He held my hand and kissed my palm. I bent and kissed him tasting his warm mouth and feeling the dark stubble on his face as I held it and then he left.

I left the house about six thirty and walked down the path through the woods that led to the stream where David and I first met and then went on to his house. I rang the bell at the back gate that was part of the cyclone fence surrounding the property but there was no answer. That struck me as odd and at first I couldn't decide what I should do. I could be over the fence in seconds but David might think that strange. In any event I decided to walk around the fence to the front of the house. The fence enclosed all of the property but was indented at the driveway leaving about one hundred feet of driveway and the mailbox outside the fence.

I saw what looked like a large khaki and black bundle lying next to the driveway and I guess some part of me knew exactly what it was because I started running towards it. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I'm running now through the brush and trees surrounding the property and I'm getting cut by branches, but I don't feel them I'm just running and hearing my breathing in my ears and my heart pounding and I'm thinking, God don't do this to me, don't let it be David, please God, not David, take me God, but please don't let that be David.

Edited by Rock Hunter

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