Lover Boys Forever (18 page)

Ricardo held himself within the quivering cavern as they both caught their breath around a steamy kiss, then began to withdraw. Slowly he pulled almost all the way out, then just as slowly he pushed back in. Matthew
’s quaking hole took him in with clinging warmth then released him with yielding ease. In and out, slowly at first, then more rapidly, then with a grunting and slamming excitement that had them both on the brink of orgasm.

Matthew forestalled their climax by pulling forward and disengaging. Ricardo groaned and shuddered as his stiff cock slid from the torrid anal slot it had been plundering. He had little time to catch his breath as the red
-head laughingly turned to grasp his waist and drag him down to the soft grass. He knelt between the bigger youth’s thighs and pushed them up and back.

With that quirky grin brightening his face and lovely blue
-gold eyes boring into Ricardo’s, he dropped down to return the Duke’s earlier favor. He began licking his hefty ass. Ricardo moaned and reared as wet tongue slid up and down his parted ass-crevice. When that tongue settled on his hole and began to suck and probe, he shook from head to toe.

His big a
ss jerked wildly as Matthew slapped it playfully and continued to lick and suck on his tender hole. He grabbed his own bare feet and held them up as the red-head sucked his hole inside out with a greedy fervor that matched his own earlier enthusiasm for eating ass.

His big body flopped and quivered as the slimmer red
-head licked his ass and slapped and massaged his husky ass mounds. Ricardo felt his asshole quivering open for the tickling lips and digging tongue and knew he was quite ready for a deeper probing.

Matthew slid a finger between the snapping a
ss-lips and wriggled it in circles as he added more spit to the dripping maw. Another finger soon followed. Ricardo heaved upward, grunting like a gored boar between wild fits of choked laughter.

The slim red
-head pulled out of the young Duke’s wet ass-crack and crawled atop him. Without hesitating, he thrust his cock into the steamy-moist pit he had just eaten and fingered. Ricardo gripped his shoulders and pulled him down into a fierce embrace as his feet thrashed in the air and he took cock to the root.

Already heated up to a feverish pitch, the pair rutted like beasts as Matthew slammed down into Ricardo
’s spit-wet asshole with relentless enthusiasm. They kissed again, wrapped tightly in each other’s arms as the fuck grew wilder and wilder.

Matthew
’s round white bottom rose and fell as he drove his cock into Ricardo’s willing hole. Ricardo’s feet bobbed in the air as he took it without a hitch. His burly arms held Matthew close as he heaved himself up off the grass to meet every deep thrust he was offered.

Naked in the redolent spring grass in the shade of the ancient olive
’s gnarled branches, they lost complete track of time. Matthew pounded Ricardo’s ass relentlessly until once more they approached their release.

But neither was yet prepared for an end to the vigorous play. Ricardo, certainly the more powerful of the pair, abruptly turned the tables on his red
-headed friend by rolling them over so that he was now on top. At first he merely rode the slimmer youth’s stiff cock, driving his beefy bottom down over it. Then he rose off the slim cock with a groan and moved back to kneel between Matthew’s lean thighs. Grasping the backs of his knees, he pushed them forward until they pressed against the smooth chest.

He fucked deeply and steadily, every thrust of his huge prick eliciting a satisfying grunt as Matthew writhed beneath him. This time neither could hold back. The red
-head’s stiff pink tool erupted over his smooth belly in a geyser of creamy spunk. Ricardo felt the walls of his hole pulse and squeeze and knew he was done for, too.

He pulled out with a gasp and added his spew to Matthew
’s. Then he collapsed on the grass beside him. Naked and satiated, they lay quietly, thigh pressed to thigh and hands clasped. Ricardo wished the afternoon would last forever just as it was, and nothing of the world be allowed to intrude.

Staring up at the branches of the lonely olive tree, Ricardo pondered that thought. The tree was truly old. It could be hundreds of years old, as many of its kind were. It seemed appropriate to be basking in the timelessness of its age and praying for time to cease.

They eventually dressed and mounted. They took their time riding back to the Keep, and it was nearly dark by the time they reached it. Abdul was a little irritated by their long absence and had prepared a search party in case it was required. Ricardo thanked him effusively for his concern, which did much to assuage his foul mood.

That night Ricardo invited Matthew into his bed. They lay naked side
-by-side but neither made a move to instigate another round of sexual games. Although they had enjoyed a thoroughly satisfying round of those games earlier in the afternoon, they were both virile young men and could easily have mustered up the vigor for more of the same.

But their need was for more than sexual gratification on the first night of sharing that bed. Tender caresses and gentle fondling soothed and satisfied their shared woes. They were both content to merely bask in each other
’s warmth. They fell asleep entangled in thighs and arms.

Ricardo awoke alone. Suddenly breathless and full of fear, he sat up and called out.
“Matthew?”

“
I’m here. I’ve been dreaming.”

The slender young man stood beside the hearth. He had added a few small faggots
, and the glow illuminated his naked body in an ethereal shimmer. Ricardo couldn’t help the small moan of desire that nearly overwhelmed him.

“
Come back to bed. Tell me all, if you wish.”

Matthew returned, although he seemed reluctant until after he mounted the steps, then he
slipped into the Duke’s embrace with a sigh and began to speak.

Ricardo did not understand a great deal of it. There were words he found entirely unfathomable sprinkled amidst a story that seemed entirely implausible. Yet there was no denying Matthew
’s honest attempt at telling it.

“
I dreamed of another life. A life I believe is mine, as much as this one. I am exactly the same as I am here, but in another place far from here and in another time far from now. Almost a thousand years in the future, in a land called America far across the Atlantic Ocean in a city called Los Angeles by another ocean called the Pacific.

“
I am a champion competitive skate board trick rider. I play guitar in a band. I live a reckless life of pure adrenaline with little thought to consequence. That’s why I chose to ride my skate board down a busy street instead of in the skate park, and that is why I was hit by a car and ended up in the hospital. I am there now, unconscious and dreaming, on the cusp of living or dying.”

With only the flickering light of the distant hearth to illuminate his quiet features, Matthew rolled over onto his side to face Ricardo.
“You are there beside me. You were there when I was hit by that car and you saved my life. Now, a thousand years from now, you remain at my side in the hospital, talking to me as I slumber, holding my hand as I struggle to come awake. It is you who holds my fate in your hands.”

Ricardo
’s tears blurred his vision. He could hardly comprehend the strangeness of the story, but he could not deny the strangeness of Matthew’s appearance at the Keep out of nowhere and all the other oddities of his circumstances.

“
How? And why, Matthew?”

“
I don’t know. But I believe some things to be true now. I believe we are kindred spirits. I believe that once in a lifetime something momentous, even miraculous can occur that will change everything. Often it is the chance for love, in all its manifestations. What does love do best? Elevate both who love. This is what you have shown me, Ricardo, what love feels like and what love does.”

Ricardo could not answer. He gathered the strange red
-head in his burly arms and held him close. They fell asleep clinging to one another.

In the morning
, they agreed to forgo delving any deeper into the meaning of it all and enjoy the day instead. They rode out as was their custom with no particular destination in mind. They found themselves on a bluff overlooking the sea. A brisk and salty breeze softened the heat of the afternoon.

“
Shall we practice our swordplay again? I intend on becoming your bodyguard as payment for all your hospitality.”

Ricardo burst out laughing.
“My bodyguard? Well, perhaps. Your enthusiasm certainly works to your advantage, regardless of your lack of training and finesse.”

Matthew pulled off his tunic and faced his bigger adversary with a grin. Ricardo followed his lead
, and they were now both half-naked. A thrill of sensual pleasure added momentum to their engagement. Swords clashing, they chased each other about the small clearing with a precipitous bluff on one side and a copse of oak on the other.

As they battled, Ricardo couldn
’t help thinking of their conversation of the night before. Whether the youth was a lunatic, possessed, or merely an angel come down from heaven, he remained utterly beautiful and miraculously entrancing. More so, they seemed the perfect foil for one another. Matthew was sometimes reckless while Ricardo was sometimes indecisive. Proving him right, Matthew pushed him dangerously close to the edge of the cliff. The red-head laughed in his face as the burly young Duke pressed him back.

“
Good work, friend! If only we could continue as now forever more,” Ricardo called out between gasps for breath.

“
You prefer to ride and exercise and practice swordplay over Court politics, I can see. But is that all you really want?”

The shouted challenge was followed by a grinning riposte, awkward but effective. Ricardo danced back and parried, shouting back his response.
“My uncle believes me too naïve for politics. I have trouble arguing with that.”

“
Ah, my friend. You are smart and capable and shrewder than you believe. You are the Duke. Not your uncle. Either be the Duke, or not,” Matthew reminded him with a smirk and a smash of his sword.

With that challenge echoing in the air, a sudden quiet descended, almost like a thunderclap it was so noticeable. The stiff breeze ceased. The cawing of the sea gulls circling over the bluff was abruptly silenced. They both halted in mid
-stroke and stared at each other breathlessly.

The earth rocked violently. Both were knocked off their feet. Ricardo shouted.
“Earthquake! Lie flat!”

It was not enough. The ground beneath him began to give way. A tear in the earth opened
, and he felt terror grip him. If he tumbled to the sea below he would die, and he would lose Matthew!

Hands seized his shoulder and dragged him forward. Just in time. The bluff behind him collapsed
, and he was left sprawled out on the edge of the precipice. Matthew held him.

# # # # #

Matthew awoke in his hospital bed in Los Angeles. Bright California spring light flooded in from the window beside him. Basking in its glow, a young man in the uniform of a paramedic sat in a chair gazing down at him.

“
You’re awake. I’m so glad,” the young man murmured quietly.

Matthew looked up at the handsome face he knew so well. Thick black hair swept back from his high forehead. Dark brows arched over lovely golden eyes. The long nose descended to hover over the wide mouth smiling so generously.

“Ricardo. You saved my life. Thank you.”

“
It’s my job to save lives. But how did you know my name? Or that I saved you?” The look of wonder on his face was purely angelic. When he blushed brightly, Matthew had to smile.

“
I just know. I also know you’ve been here at my side every day since the accident, on your lunch breaks like now and after work. You’ve been talking to me. And you’ve been holding my hand. You have saved my life again.”

The conviction in his voice was unmistakable. Ricardo couldn
’t help laughing. “Your sudden recovery seems a little on the miraculous side. Take care not to get too ahead of yourself!”

“
I won’t. My reckless days are over. Or at least tempered. I’m going to rest a little with my eyes closed. But I won’t go anywhere – I’m not going to die. Can you hold my hand?”

His quirky smile brought out an answering smile from the seated paramedic. He reached out and gripped Matthew
’s hand. “Promise?”

“
I promise.” And he meant it.

# # # # #

Ricardo rolled them over several times while the earth continued to shudder beneath them. They settled in the grass a dozen yards from the collapsed cliff. It was over almost as soon as it had begun.

“
You saved my life,” he gasped out as he gazed down at Matthew beneath him.

“
I believe I did,” he replied with a smirk.

They were both half
-naked and covered in sweat, dirt and bits of grass. In sheer relief, they embraced and kissed, rolling again so that Matthew ended up on top. Ricardo found himself staring up at a halo of gold around the red-head’s shining face. He truly looked like an angel.