Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 7
component of their partner, they shared the secrets of themselves and the other. No longer could they play the part of the beneficiary and philanthropist; they became equally and deeply besotted as men, initiated to the feelings of love and the unity of two persons.
Ejaculating with wild rapture into Jeremy's mouth, Jeremy swallowed the multiple spasms of sweet fluid, while Jacob finally felt the abuse of his body as his balls painfully emptied, remaining caught between screaming muscles of epic completeness and pleasure. While Jeremy continued to swallow every drop from his softening cock (reduced enough to fit almost entirely in Jeremy's mouth), Jacob manoeuvred Jeremy closer, so he could do the same.
They both sucked on each other's cock; Jacob twisting to take Jeremy fully in his mouth, teasing his balls by taking them alternately in his mouth with every other suck, fondling Jeremy's newly discovered sensitive flesh. The wet slurping sounds outmatched their groans and whimpers as tortured, oscillating bodies strained in the throes of true passion. Jeremy, slack in Jacob's embrace, hips held by tight arms, focused all his efforts on massaging Jacob's cock to hardness once again with his tongue.
As the night matured, they both climaxed together, drinking the essence and joy of the other. When every drop was dry or swallowed, Jacob made a last colossal effort to place Jeremy over him like a blanket. Ever the romantic, with their remaining energy, Jeremy pulled the blankets away from their forms, leaving them bare and alone with each other in a loving embrace.
With euphoria and fatigue, limbs – as their bodies had been for most the night – entwined, they drifted off to sleep. Darkness changed into the dark background of their minds where they explored their love again, refreshed, and with renewed enthusiasm, dreaming until dawn.
Jeremy could remember the feeling that haunted him, deep in his soul. With a smile, he could not believe how he could have forgotten: I'm in love .
CHAPTER 10 – The Morning
My parents were given a role as the last of the immortals to live. Doing something "important for the nation", as they called it.
Unfortunately, the locals didn't know this. Soon after the previous world completely ended, and the new, adapted one began, they saw it as a chance to get rid of us – the monsters in the night. Apparently.
My parents were continually on the run. Then I was born. Inheriting the immortality quirk that both my parents had, along with the "immunity" that it provided. Community to community, they saw our differences eventually and, sparking their inbred suspicion and hatred of outsiders, we were driven out. This time, not because we were the diluted offspring of monsters, but merely because we were new, different.
I couldn't trust again. Even then, I had no one to trust or depend on as my parents died, painfully and torturously, as only immortals can.
Jeremy changed that. I am his in my heart and mind. I would not risk the body in case it may scare the mortal. I may be his, but the urge to claim what is also mine is – was – almost as painful as being an immortal virgin, while it lasted. But his touch did not corrupt, it sanctified all my being.
Come what may…
~ Jacob, musings .
Jacob awoke to cool sheets and a cold, empty bed. Yet he could still feel Jeremy's sleeping body impressed on his. He could feel the warmth permeating through every cell his lover had touched – everywhere.
He awakened earlier, with Jeremy warming him immeasurably, spread over him like a blanket. It was an old habit – self-preservation prohibited sleeping in. However, an involuntary twitch in his side caused a slumbering Jeremy to murmur indistinctly and instinctively stroke his side in comfort while he slept on oblivious.
Such domesticity warmed Jacob's heart. It was reminiscent of his parents who shared similar habits at dawn; calming the other from troubled dreams, promising tomorrow, even though for them, that promise would be broken. He swallowed and tensed. Jeremy responded, still encumbered by sleep, by jabbing Jacob in the sides to return him to reality, away from his brooding and let Jeremy's mattress of muscle relax once again. With a smile and the soothing caresses of Jeremy's hand, he fell back asleep.
Yet now, Jeremy is missing , Jacob thought, I won't panic. Yes, no need to worry… yet…
Taking the discarded sheet from the floor as a cover for modesty's sake, he quickly
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