Lennon and Chéri were ascending the stairs to the second floor where Lennon's apartment was. They kept stopping the kiss and fondle each other while giggling. Lennon tried to get the key out in the door to unlock it, but kept getting distracted by Chéri's amorous kisses.
Finally, the door pushed open taking them with it, stumbling into the room. Lennon pulled the key out of the door and kicked the door shut behind him, throwing the keys on the large king-size bed before they started pulling each other's clothes off.
Chéri was trying to undo Lennon's large belt buckle, while Lennon pulled the t-shirt and hoodie up and off Chéri to uncover the naked top half of his body, with all the beautiful pink blossoms all over him.
Lennon then quickly pulled off his own thick quilted hooded shirt and best as they kept their kiss going, only stopping briefly to pull clothes over their head. Chéri pulled down his skateboarding jeans and the male underwear that he was wearing as a disguise and then stepped out of them.
He squatted quickly to his knees and pulled Lennon's thick trousers and bright red underpants with its thick black lines, down to his hips.
Chéri then looked up smiling an almost innocent smile as he pulled out Lennon's long, hard cock and started to lick at it in different directions before he started to suck with a sense of urgency.
"Oh, my God." Lennon muttered to himself as he threw his head back while he enjoyed the hugely arousing sensations caused by Chéri's tongue piercing, scraping up and down his length. He pulled the elastic band off Chéri's hair, freeing it, so he could grip a handful of hair and hold his head in place against him.
Chéri was making satisfied sounds as he finally got to do what he wanted, and they could finally enjoy a basic part of their relationship that so many couples take for granted. Lennon felt emotionally starved, living with Chéri and not being able to even put his arm around him, sit together or even kiss.
Chéri stood up, his thin and curvy body with its large tattoo of pink blooms looking stunning in the light.
"Get on the bed, Lenny." Chéri said after slapping Lennon's ass.
Lennon smiled back and climbed into the bed, laying down flat on his back as Chéri pulled the trousers and underwear down his legs, exposing the large scripture tattoo paragraph he had on the front of his thigh, as well as the garter tattoo he had high up on the other leg.
Laying on the bed, Lennon couldn't help noticing that the apartment smelled musty and unlived In, as did the bed covers on the uncomfortable bed. A fleeting thought entered into his head that he would never have to sleep in this bed, or see this dismal small apartment ever again. In fact, he was going to leave the bed here, and wish that it would be the happy altar for two new, real lovers.
Chéri climbed on top of him, rubbing himself forwards and backwards on Lennon's abs as Lennon ran his finger along Chéri's beautifully decorated collar bone and over the pink cherry blossoms that weaved down his side.
"You're beautiful Chéri." Lennon said softly. "You're a precious flower, that only blooms at night."
Chéri looked down on Lennon, and smiled, as his hair fell down upon his face. Chéri Leant down and whispered in Lennon's ear. "You're a good man, Lenny. I love you, and you play the piano beautifully. I fell in love with you all over again, hearing it." He said he made a space for himself between Lennon's legs. Chéri touched delicately the two thickly lined star outlines on both of Lennon's pelvic bones and then ran his finger through his own name, which arced across the top of Lennon's stomach.
Lennon spread his thighs wider to allow Chéri to move close and offer himself up. He applied a lot of silicone lubricant to himself and his partner. Lennon relaxed himself and gripped the bed covers beneath him in anticipation. He had waited days to have a sexual connection with Chéri, but he didn't imagine that Chéri would be in the mood to top him. He placed one hand behind his head as he looked up at Chéri's flawless body. Their union was always sweet, but tonight it was sweeter after being separated so long.
Chéri dropped his weight slowly and Lennon could feel Chéri push deep inside him, as he grazed kisses all across Lennon's chest. Cheri started with a slow, smooth pace at first as he reached down and caressed his lover's cock. Lennon was in heaven as he lay there with Chéri between his legs, bumping his inner thighs occasionally. He never wanted it to end.
He felt a feeling of complete abandon as he lay there enjoying Chéri's eager attention and how he would speed up or slow down in tune to Lennon's sighs and moans as he lay on top, kissing Lennon tenderly while thrusting in and out of him, and Lennon closed his eyes, lost in pleasure as he slowly shifted his hips against Chéri's slow thrusts.
After a while, Chéri sat up and leant towards Lennon's ear. "Turn around, Lenny. on all fours." Chéri whispered in his ear, prompting Lennon to turn over, face down to the bed with Chéri sitting up behind him. "You've got such a nice, firm tight arse. it's so hot fucking you." Chéri added as he gripped Lennon's cheeks and pulled them apart, thrusting his face in, exploring him up and down with his tongue.
Lennon moaned into the pillow before Chéri sat up again and poured more lubricant onto himself and slowly pushed back into the larger man. He upped his pace, enjoying the tightness of his lover. He reached behind to finger himself as he slapped against Lennon.
"Ohh, go harder." Lennon muttered as he pushed back against Chéri while he reached between his legs and stroked his aching cock.
Chéri leant over him and kissed the top of Lennon's back as they moved together quicker before Chéri grabbed the back of Lennon's head by the hair and used it to hold him in place as his excitement grew.
Lennon felt the glow inside become strong waves of pleasure that started to make him edge. Chéri could feel his lover was on the verge of cumming and breathing quite shallowly and moaning loudly into his pillow.
"Ahh, ahh." Chéri cried while yanking on Lennon's hair as the tight rhythmic spasms of his lover cumming and gripping him tightly, As well as the sounds Lennon was making, made Chéri blow spectacularly inside Lennon. Chéri collapsed on top of Lennon and they lay there still joined, a moment before Lennon turned and put his arm around Chéri.
"You're amazing Cher, and you top with a lot of passion, and surprising force, for such a thin little guy." Lennon said.
"I'm nowhere near as good as you, Lenny. Anyway, I really, really prefer bottoming, but I felt like it today and I know how much you like it when I do." Chéri said.
"I love it when you do. I love to watch you do it too. But I cum very quickly from it. The thought of you, all slender, soft and gorgeous, giving it to me hard. Makes me wanna stop and fuck you some."
"I'd love that! Feel free to flip whenever you like, but I know you'd definitely finish In me!" Chéri said.
"Highly likely." Lennon admitted as he cuddled Chéri while they lay there.
"Do you have Femfresh here to have a rinse out?"
"Sure." Lennon said.
"Cause at your families home, there's like, no intimate wash!" Chéri said.
"Really? I moved out years ago so don't really know." Lennon replied.
"That's a house full of men for you. What the hell do you all use to wash under your foreskin?" Chéri asked.
"None of us have one, Cher." Lennon said with a humorous tone.
"Okay, what do you use to clean your arse? Especially when there's cum dripping out of it?" Chéri asked.
Lennon giggled slightly, "Well, there's very rarely cum dripping out of my ass, Cher. But I use a feminine wash. What my brothers use, I have no idea. Soap maybe?" Lennon suggested.
"Gross! straight men need to learn some damn fuckin' hygiene!" Chéri said as he stretched out on the bed.
Lennon put on his large reading glasses and turned to Chéri. "You're the most beautiful thing in the world." he said as he held Chéri tightly, "I love you."
"I love you too, Lenny." Chéri whispered back.
"I love you." Lennon repeated.
Chéri giggled. "I love you."
"I feel happy." Lennon said, smiling as he looked up at the ceiling.
"Me too, Lenny."
"God, you're good. Soooo good. How you do what you do, I just don't know. I've never had sex like this. You're just... so good." Lennon said.
"Nah! You're good. You do all the work. I just like to get my arse fucked and you do it incredibly. You do incredible positions."
"Chéri, my love?"
"Yes?"
"Please swear. Swear on your life, that you're mine. That you'd never leave me. That you'd never do this for anyone else." Lennon said as he hugged Chéri tightly.
Chéri felt affectionate, yet vice-like grip of Lennon's impassioned hugs. It was in moments like this that Chéri felt Lennon's insane physical strength, even after he had climaxed. "I swear on everyone's lives."
"What?" Lennon asked.
"My body is yours, Lenny. You're the only one who sees beauty in it."
"People are jealous. I see the way they look. They wonder how a man like me, has a gorgeous person like you." Lennon said.
"You're imagining that Lenny! You're attractive. They just view me as a wayward teenager." Chéri said.
"I worry that you're so young, and because you're bisexual you may change your mind. I know I only want you, even though I seem to attract a lot of... girls. I have no idea why as I don't swing both ways."
"Because you're so hot, and your cocks off the chain. Nah, I prefer men, and I'm very happy with you." Chéri said.
"I'd do anything for you, Chéri."
"Would you rob a bank for me?" Chéri teased.
"Yes." Lennon said without hesitation.
"Would you go to jail for me?"
"Yes." Lennon said quickly.
"Would you lie for me?" Chéri asked.
"Yes." Lennon confirmed.
"Would you kill for me?" Chéri asked shyly.
"Yes." Lennon said a little sadly.
"Would you die for me?"
"In the blink of an eye. Faster than a speeding bullet." Lennon said with a smile.
Chéri rolled over to face Lennon and propped his head up on his hand. "Lenny, Who's Brooke?" he asked as he drew circles on Lennon's damp chest with his finger.
Lennon looked uncomfortable. "Mmm, my ex-girlfriend of many years ago. Why?" Lennon said, somewhat sheepishly.
"Is she pretty?" Chéri asked.
Lennon pulled a funny expression. "Well, for a girl, yeah, I guess. I mean, I've seen prettier."
"Did she give her virginity to you?"
"Yeah. Chéri, it wasn't a good time in my life." Lennon said.
"But she must have loved you, and you must have loved her, Lenny?"
Lennon looked really awkward as he rubbed his eyes. "I, hmm, know she was in love with me. I did feel somethin' for her but what it was, I don't know. I know that I let her down. I wasn't the man I was trying to be, and wasn't the man she needed me to be. I was conflicted, confused...and difficult." Lennon said.
"What do you feel about her now?" Chéri asked.
"I feel guilty. I feel like a fraud. But, her and I will always have a special connection because we went through a lot." Lennon said.
"Lenny, you're no fraud."
"Not for you, no. But, I gotta meet her while I'm here."
"Is that going to be difficult?" Chéri asked.
"No, because she knows the truth. She knows I'm gay. She was the first person I told, like, five years after the fact." Lennon said.
"Oh my God. What did she say?"
Lennon briefly laughed an almost painful laugh. "She is such a good person. She was understanding and loving, and she realised how much I felt for her to try and be the man she wanted for so long. But, there were tears and hurt, and blame."
"That's awful. You must have been so upset having to unwillingly hurt her. Should I meet her too?"
"I'd rather you didn't. It's a closed chapter of my life. But it's very kind of her to want to catch up with me." Lennon said.
"Do you harbour any feelings for her?"
"Romantic? No. But I feel some weird connection, mixed with sadness and tainted by guilt. It's so complicated." Lennon said.
"What does she feel for you? Did she ever say?" Chéri asked.
"She told me she loved me, that she always would, and that it would take a long while to mend her broken heart. I just wish she's found real, true passionate love like I have." Lennon said as he stared into space.
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