Chapter 21
Uriah
Every night, I made a mark in my notebook tracking the days I’d been living with the Flyers and every night I counted each dash. For the first couple weeks, I’d faithfully counted the number of tallies, but over time that became grueling. It only made time drag. Plus, so long as I was thinking about Aaron, I wasn’t truly giving myself over to the Flyers. So while I continued to mark the pages each night, I eventually lost count. It wasn’t until one evening at the bonfire when fireworks started exploding over the canyon that I realized it was Independance Day. My time is finally up! Eager to return to Earth, I hurriedly said goodbye to the Flyers. Of course they were sad to see me go, but they made it clear I was always welcome. Returning to the portal, my heart thrummed with excitement, but also nerves. I couldn’t help thinking about all the things that could go wrong; the portal has finally closed. I won’t be able to retract my wings. Aaron will have moved on and won’t want anything to do with me. Easy, Uriah, you’re going to make yourself crazy. When I arrived, the gateway was still waiting for me. Passing through, I found myself back on Earth. After being in Antomia for so long, it felt weird being back. Now the difference between the two worlds was more noticeable. Flying over the National Forest toward the city, I noted that the ground didn’t sparkle, the air didn’t smell as fresh and the landscape wasn’t marred by an endless web of canyons and ravines.
When I finally landed outside Aaron’s window, my heart was racing. The light was on in his bedroom. Peering through the glass, I had a moment of panic when I saw the cute pregnant chick in a very provocative outfit. Did Aaron move? How will I find him? Retracting my wings, I was just reaching for my cellphone when the girl turned to face me. She had long flowing red hair and a stars and strips top and matching mini skirt. I was just taking a step back when I saw her eyes. I’d recognize those deep green eyes anywhere. Aaron! He made a very hot girl. Seeing that he was about to undress, I quickly tapped on the glass. I had to see him up close and personal. Coming over to the window, he peered out at me with sad misty eyes. He looked dazed like he was in a dream. Pulling the window open, he flung his arms around my neck.
“I know you’re not real, but I don’t care,” he whispered into my ear. “I need this dream right now.”
“I’m real,” I said, pealing his arms from around my neck so I could climb in through the window. “Trust me, I’m very real.”
“In my dreams you always say that, then I wake up and you’re gone. Why should tonight be any different?” As Aaron spoke, I noticed the smell of alcohol on his breath. Is he drunk? I might have given this further thought, but I was too taken by his current attire. I’d imagined coming here for so long, I just never imagined he’d look like this. His large fake breasts were quite realistic and they were turning me on big time. Not to mention his girth which was very visible in his barely-there outfit.
I placed a hand on his midsection. “Dream or not, you look incredible!”
He smiled drunkenly up at me, his flawless make-up accenting those big beautiful eyes. “You really think so?”
“I do.”
“I tried to work off the rest of the weight. I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“I’m glad you didn’t,” I replied honestly. “I like you like this.” To make my point, I pressed my erection against his soft round belly.
Aaron giggled and tossed his head, causing his long red hair to flying over his left shoulder. “It’s yours, you know,” he murmured in a thick sultry voice.
“What’s mine?”
He reached down and ran his hand over his swollen abdomen. “I stayed faithful to you while you were away.”
“God, that’s hot!” I groaned as my dick lurched eagerly. The thought of making love to him while he was dressed like this was a major turn on.
“Did you mean what you said before?” my boyfriend asked, his red lips glistening in the overhead light.
“What’d I say?”
“That I could have your ass?”
My face flushed. “Yes.”
“I’d like your ass now, sir,” he whispered in a soft feminine voice as he fluttered his long fake eyelashes.
“You sure that’s a good idea? You seem pretty drunk.”
He licked his bottom lip playfully. “Haven’t you heard? Drunk sex is great sex.”
“I don’t know…”
“Come on,” he coaxed. “I swear I won’t hate you in the morning.”
“Okay, fine,” I relented. “Just do me one favor.”
“What?”
“Keep that outfit on while you fuck me.”
He smiled playfully. “Whatever you wish.”
Once again we arranged the cushions so I could lie with my butt in the air. The only part of his attire Aaron removed was his underwear, freeing his erection. It was taped back. After I got into position, he moved up and placed my legs on his shoulders. He coated his shaft with lube before squirting some on his fingers and working them inside me. Just like before, I groaned when he brushed one of my pleasure buds. God, that feels good.
“Are you ready?” he asked, looking deep into my eyes.
“Ready,” I replied. The memory of our last time was already causing my dick to drool with anticipation. Gripping my lower waist with one hand, Aaron lined himself up with the other. I expected him to sink in slowly, but the moment he located my back door he surged forward, burying himself completely.
“Holy shit!” I cried out as all my pleasure buds were stimulated at once. The sensation instantly pushed me over the edge. My back arched and my dick erupted all over my chest and belly. In the same instant, my wings surged out, filling the room. Not missing a beat, my boyfriend immediately started pounded into me. I don’t have words to describe the feeling. Every thrust sent massive amounts of pleasure ricocheting through my body. My lips moved wordlessly as my ass vibrated with joy. My eyes rolled back in my head and my cock slapped my stomach like a boneless fish. For once I was glad to have been rendered mute. I have no idea what nonsense I would have spewed otherwise. And, as if his cock wasn’t enough, Aaron started caressing the tender skin that connected my ass to my balls. I shot up onto my elbows, my jaw clenched. I could barely see straight as my hips gyrated in time with each thrust. My dick continued to leak and my balls danced to and fro.
After a minute or two of this. Aaron started mixing it up. He would go really hard and fast, then slow down and pump leisurely in and out. Some times he’d pull all the way out with a wet pop then slam back in. I was transported to another world. All that existed was the pleasure. I watched the best I could in my sex haze. I was momentarily dragged out of it when Aaron suddenly slapped me hard on the ass. The vibration set a shockwave through me, stimulating my buds even further. I was so lost in sensation I was actually drooling. I might have been embarrassed had I been able to think. Instead, I just lay there, my fists gripping the bed spread as my mind and body were consumed. I lost all track of time. All that existed was the pleasure.
“I’m going to cum,” Aaron suddenly grunted, breaking through the haze. He then gave one final thrust, causing me to release a second load. As I convulsed and shuttered, he climaxed as well, his fluids gushing into me. Sinking back down on the mattress, I felt a little bloated, but completely satisfied. My boyfriend lay down next to me while I continued to tremble, tiny sparks of pleasure zipping through me. That was amazing! Long after Aaron pulled out, my pleasure buds continued to stimulate me. It was several minutes before I was able to move, much less think. When the tremors finally died down, I pushed the cushions aside and turned to face him.
I love you, I mouthed, kissing his tenderly.
“I love you too.”
When I woke up the next morning, Aaron was still fast asleep. I took that opportunity to have a better look at him. Even with his now smeared make-up, I could see that he looked a little different from when I’d last seen him. His reddish brown hair was a little longer and his skin was more tan. My eyes travele
d down to his abdomen. His belly wasn’t as round as before, but I was still satisfied with his girth. My gaze went farther still and I took in his manhood. He was lying on his side, the head of his soft cock resting on the mattress. Gingerly climbing out of bed, I went to his bedroom door and slid it open. After checking that the cost was clear, I scurried to the bathroom and retrieved a wet wash cloth. Returning to Aaron’s room, I got to work cleaning his face. When I could see him in all his glory, I carefully removed his drag clothes. Now that we were both naked, I lay back down beside him, took his manhood in my hand and started to stroke. He sighed in his sleep. When I picked up the pace, his body stiffen and his hips started gently thrusting against my fist. Rolling him onto his back, I moved down the bed. The springs squeaked and groaned under my weight. Thank god, he’s a heavy sleeper. Positioning myself between his legs, I took his erection into my mouth. Aaron’s back arched and he let out a throaty groan as I sucked hard. Squirting some lube onto my fingers I slid one into his back entrance, then another. His muscles tensed as I continued to lick and suck his shaft.
“I want you so bad, Uriah.” I looked up and discovered that he was talking in his sleep. What else can I make him say? I slid a third finger into his ass and started stroking his prostate. I wished I could get my dick in there, but I couldn’t suck him and fuck him at the same time. As I continued to pick up the pace, my boyfriend’s gasps of pleasure increased. Right when I knew he was about to cum, his deep green eyes slid open. The moment we locked eyes, I lifted his butt off the bed and buried my cock inside him in one powerful stoke. His back arched and he came instantaneously, semen shooting all over the place.
“Oh, my god, Uriah!” Aaron whimpered, his eyes rolling back in his head. When his body calmed, I slid out and watched him intently. There was nothing more beautiful than him recovering from a powerful orgasm. His skin was flushed, his chest heaved and his muscles clenched and quivered. His cock twitched and jerked as the last of his load spurted out. And then he went still. After a moment or two, his deep green eyes focused on me again and he smiled.
“You’re here.”
I nodded, grinning excitedly before signing, Where else would I be?
“In your world, finding yourself.”
I came back.
“I thought I was dreaming.” He ran his hand along the side of my face. “You really came back?”
I told you I would and I meant it.
“God, I was so drunk…” Aaron groaned, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. “Last night was…” his eyes went distant for a second before focusing back on me. “Did I take your ass last night?”
I nodded.
His hand drifted down to his now flaccid cock. “And you just woke me up with an amazing…” A sly smile spread across his face. “Taking a page out of my play book, mister?”
I know how good a morning BJ feels. I thought I’d return the favor.
He laughed and pushed himself up into a sitting position. “Why’d you pull out? My ass was totally yours.”
I shrugged. This was about you. I didn’t want to takeaway from your pleasure.
“Well, the image of you kneeling over me, wings out is the best wake up call I could ever ask for.”
Closing my eyes, I took in a lungful of air and retracted my wings. We shared a sensual kiss before my boyfriend leaned back so he could get a better look at me. His deep green eyes started at my hair and went down to my face where they rested. His gaze was so intense, I felt a little self-conscious.
“What?”
“You look different.”
“A month is a long time.”
He shook his head. “I mean you look at peace.”
“You were right to step away. I needed time to find myself. The Flyers really helped.”
“That’s good to hear.” Aaron’s gaze drifted to the cum that was slowly oozing down his chest. “I made quite a mess, didn’t I?”
“Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Taking his hand, I led him to the shower. I was so focused on adjusting the water, it took a moment for me to notice he was staring at me.
“What?”
He hesitated. “I want your ass.”
“You had it last night.”
“I know, but I was wasted.”
“I thought drunk sex was great sex.”
“Not always. Last night was great, but I want it sober. I want to remember every detail.”
“Okay.”
Aaron eagerly moved around behind me. Lowering myself a few inches, I placed one knee on the shower bench so he could reach my ass.
“You’re so perfect,” he groaned, his palms gliding over the firm globes of my ass. “How did I get so lucky?”
“I’m the lucky one,” I replied, looking over my shoulder at him. Just the memory of last night had my ass clenching in anticipation. I needed him inside me. Placing my palms against the wall, I pushed back against him. “Come on! Don’t keep me waiting.”
“I won’t dream of it.” With that said, Aaron squeezed the bottle of lube around the center, sending a steady stream down my ass crack. He also let some dribble along his shaft. As he stroked his shaft with one hand, he fingered my hole with the other. First he circled it a couple times before pushing a single digit inside. Right away my pleasure buds responded. I groaned, my rock hard dick jerking and dripping uncontrollably. I didn’t want to cum before he’d penetrated me with his cock, but I didn’t know if I could hold off. Especially if he found my prostate.
“I love the sounds you make,” Aaron whispered, continuing to finger me. I could barely hear him over the shower and my own moans. Pressing my forehead against the wall, I lost myself in the pleasure. Every few seconds, a spurt of clear fluid would erupt from my slit. And then it happened. My boyfriend found my sweet spot and I came. My climax hit me like a train. Hard and fast. As my channel spasmed, my wings burst out, instantly silencing my whimpers and moans. While I was lost in euphoria, Aaron removed his finger from my ass and replaced it with his dick. He was balls-deep in a single thrust and a second orgasm hit me before the first subsided. He fucked me all the way through my double climax. It’s a good thing I didn’t have my voice because the whole household would have surely heard me. While Aaron pounded in and out, I experienced what could only be described as a succession of orgasms. When he finally pulled out, the knee supporting my weight buckled and I almost collapsed. It was by sheer luck that I managed to seize a towel ring to keep from breaking a wing. Or worse, crushing my boyfriend. As I hauled myself up onto shaky legs, Aaron watched me curiously. It was several minutes before I managed to get a handle on myself. My muscles wouldn’t stop clenching and spasming. When our eyes finally met, his ears turned red and he looked away. Sliding an index finger under his chin, I guided him back to me.
What’s wrong? I asked via sign language.
My boyfriend hesitated, then blurted out. “I want to feel what you feel.”
I couldn’t help smiling. What I first thought was an embarrassing curse was now the best thing that ever happened to me. Looking into Aaron’s eyes, I too wished that he could experience what I felt every time he buried himself in me. Taking his face in my hands, I kissed him long and deep. When our lips parted, I smiled at him before inhaling deeply and retracting my wings. In their absence, we started lathering each other’s bodies under the pounding water. Covering me in suds, my boyfriend marveled at the fact that my dick was still engorged and dripping.
“Are you okay?” he asked, looking mildly worried.
“I’m fine, it’s just… I have these things.”
“What things?”
“Lina… the redhead with orange wings calls them pleasure buds. That’s why anal sex feels so good.” My face burned at these words, but I ignored it. “It’s a Flyer things. Anyway, the feeling is so powerful, it takes a while for my body to calm down.”
Aaron’s eyebrows went up. “Did this happen the first time I mounted you?” I nodded sheepishly. “So, the whole
time we were in the castle, you were…?” I nodded again. “Even when you were flirting with Dora the Entertainer?” When I nodded a third rime, he burst out laughing. “Man, I wish I’d known. That’s priceless!”
“It was really embarrassing, actually.”
“I’m sorry.” he paused. “Does it hurt?”
“No.”
“What does it feel like?”
“Like I really want to be inside someone.”
He looked up at me, his green eyes gleaming. “You’re all hot and bothered?”
“You have no idea.”
“Is that why you pounced on me in the castle? It wasn’t because of Dora?”
“Of course not. I wanted you. I still do.”
Aaron reached out and stroked my length, causing me to shutter. “Grab the lube. I could use a good pounding.”
I eagerly retrieved the bottle. Smearing my dick with lube, it didn’t take long to get to full mast. My shaft bucked as I lined it up with Aaron’s back door.
“I don’t know what’s going to happen,” I breathed, gripping him with one hand while guiding myself in with the other. “I’ve never had sex while I was this fired up before.”
“Give me everything you’ve got.”
I was about to plunge in, but he stopped me. “It’s been a month. You’re going to have to ready me first.”
I nodded and started the pain stacking process of loosening him up. I certainly didn’t want his first time in a month to be painful. When Aaron was ready, I sank into him with one fluid motion, causing him to groan. I missed that feeling. It had been far too long. I’m not sure what happened after that. As the euphoria of amazing sex overtook, I blacked out. When the world finally did come back into focus, I was lying in Aaron’s bed and he was beside me, his head resting on my chest. What happened? Is it over? I tried to speak, but no sound came out. Of course not. My wings were out again. As I gazed down at my boyfriend, I tried to remember what happened, but it was all a blur. Why did I black out? That’s never happened before. Should I be worried? Deciding not to worry about tomorrow’s problems today, I relaxed back onto the mattress.
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