For The Love Of Chéri (CHAPTERS 1-112 REWRITTEN)

Chapter 99 : Lennon And Chéri Finally Share A Bed At His Parents House

Chéri walked into Lennon's old bedroom from the upstairs bathroom. He smiled at Lennon, who was laying on the airbed, admiring him.

"You're gorgeous Cher. Just standing there, in a t-shirt. You break my heart, every time I see you, and those gorgeous legs of yours."

Chéri closed the door quietly behind him and smiled back. "I never thought this would happen." Chéri said quietly.

"I told you that my momma would understand. She's so loving." Lennon said quietly back, eyeing him up and down while getting visibly, sexually aroused.

Chéri looked around, noticing that all the rosaries, crucifixes and pictures of saints, the holy mother and her divine son had been taken down. He put his cosmetics bag on the table and got down to lay next to Lennon. "It's so nice just to lay beside you again. I've felt terrible apart from you. Made to feel like we had to live a lie." Chéri whispered.

"Yeah. I was feeling guilty for nothing too." Lennon said putting his arm around Chéri, before they kissed softly, sucking gently on each other's lip.

Chéri whispered very quietly. "Climb on top of me, Lenny."

"What?" Lennon asked, not hearing Chéri's whisper.

"Climb on top of me! I love it when you do." Chéri whispered as he moved onto his back and spread his legs.

Lennon laughed. "You whisper so quietly, I can't hear you!"

Chéri shook quietly with laughter and turned his head up close to Lennon's ear. "Get on top of me...you big, deaf bastard." he said louder in Lennon's ear.

"Ohh! Yeah, okay." Lennon said as he slowly grinned, then laughed again as he rolled over and climbed on top of Chéri's thin and frail body. "Ohh...deaf bastard is it?!" He said seeing Chéri nodding before he started to tickle Chéri on both of his sides.

"No! Noo! Lenny! Your momma said no noise and you're making me laugh!" Chéri said as he giggled while trying to defend his sides.

"I can't hear a thing! It's fun being a deaf bastard!" He said while still grabbing at a wriggling Chéri.

"Lenny! No! I can't breathe!" Chéri said.

Lennon smiled back. "Do you give up, darlin'?"

"Yes, yes!" Chéri said. "Now, climb on top of me, like you did on the first night we spent together."

"What, like this?" Lennon said as he carefully positioned himself on top of Chéri.

"No!" Chéri said with a wry smile. "On the first night, you weren't careful and hesitant! You just climbed on top of me, held me down with this huge weight of yours, as if you didn't want me to get away. You then kissed me all over my neck and chest with a hunger I'd never felt before, or since."

"Really..?"

"Yes, I was so turned on. It was so exciting having a massive American on top of me, spreading my thighs wide and pressing down between my legs. Also, I was excited fucking a guy I'd just met too! I knew that once you got going, you were going to hit me like a runaway train." Chéri said quietly.

"Well, darlin'. I ain't never fucked a stranger before, either. I couldn't believe you wanted me. I still can't." Lennon said as he stroked Chéri's face and looked down to pull up the large T-shirt that Chéri was wearing, up.

As Lennon pulled up the large football T-shirt, he saw that Chéri was wearing a small frilly pair of light pink, satin panties with black ribbons threaded through the front.

"Oh my God! What's this?! Pretty, normal underwear!" Lennon said, trying to remain quiet and calm.

"Yes, I got them from my bag at the hotel." Chéri said as he felt Lennon's hand reach down, caressing over the soft material and the hardness underneath.