The Legend of the Blue Leash, Part 10

Miguel watched Ash sleep. His boyish, inexperienced face settling comfortably in his chest.

Inside the scruffy hut he had made years ago, the love of his life is sleeping peacefully in his warm embrace. The cold, humid air brought the salty freshness of the sea. The Full Moon shining brightly over the gaps of the dilapidated roof.

Miguel can't sleep. He is too happy and overwhelmed of the recent event.

He would not blink if he can help it. He can hear Ash’s breathing. He can hear his heart beats as it pleasantly settled next to his. 

He wasn’t able to cum. Not that Ash didn’t tried to return the favor.

He did.

But his inexperience kept him gagging and biting his steel hard man pole. In the end, he decided to stop him. He raised Ash’s head into his, looked at his teary eyes and kissed him.

“I’m sorry.” Ash apologized. “I am not good at this.”

“No worries.” He assured him. “We can try that some other time.”

“You haven’t cum yet… I want you to.”

“Having you in my arms right now is the best feeling, babe” Miguel reassuringly smiled.

With that, he hugged him until the sound of the waves lulled Ash to sleep.

But the truth is, he really wanted to cum. He wanted to claim Ash’s virgin flower and fill it with his love juice. However, he can tell that Ash is not ready for that.

At least not yet.

Ash making the effort to give him pleasure was more than enough to bring him to cloud nine.

“Knowing that he loved me too is enough.” He thought.

He studied Ash’s naked body more closely while he was far away from dreaming. His shoulders were slightly broader since he first saw him at the start of the summer. His abs were more tight and taut. His arms were long and strong with biceps and triceps more defined from surfing everyday. His legs were pretty solid too…and a little hairy. He also had a pronounced treasure trail of hair leading from his cute belly button down to his pubic area. 

Even his cock was fairly impressive while flaccid.

Within moments, he started to get an erection again. He needed to be stroked.

He yearned for some release.

But he doesn’t want to wake Ash who’s sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Then as if listening to his heart and mind, Ash moved and turned over giving Miguel more space. After a while, Ash writhed again which freed Miguel's arms.

He kissed him gently on the cheek and ever so slowly, went outside the hut. Naked as a baby, he spread his arms like the naked UP statue savoring the cool air before sitting on his surf board.

He thought of Ash and their first lovemaking a couple of hours ago.

He can still taste Ash’s sweet cum in his mouth. He can still smell him in his body. He felt that familiar twitch in his cock. He looked down at his toned and tanned body of which he was so proud of. His fat, 7-inch dick, aiming up to his body towards his face.

He slowly gripped his raging hard on while thinking of his lover’s naked body. He can still remember clearly in his mind how Ash’s pole move as he breath in and out in sync with his tight abs moving up and down.

He took his hand and touched the tip of his cock slit now all smeared with his precum. His breathing stopped as he gasped from the feeling. His own six packs tightened for an instant. He kept rubbing his now throbbing member and then moved his fingers down his shaft, gripping just under the head all the while thinking of Ash.

He tugged his cock and felt it stir eagerly waiting for his attention. He then moved his hand down and back up. His other hand rubbed the tip of his dick again. Touching the soft head while thinking of Ash felt like nothing he had ever felt.

He used his thumb and two fingers to gently squeezed his mushroom head. Shivering at the sensation, his toes flexed back. There was a small sheen of sweat now covering his naked body. He bit his lip as he continued to tugged and pull his throbbing member.

His now sensitive shaft felt so good as he continued pull up and tug it down again.

Again.

And again.

His legs flexed against the surf board, his heels digging into the sand.

Feeling the tingling rise within him, he imagined what it feels like when Ash is ready to give him his tight hole. Choking his hard boy pole, he continued pulling up and tugging down again.

Again.

And again.

Then it was all too much. 

He clenched his eyes shut and his toes curled. A small yelp escaped his lips as he was greeted with an explosion of warm cum.

Gush after gush of his man seed squirted from his throbbing pole, pumping a seemingly endless supply of boy jizz into his toned, naked body.

He was almost delirious as he shallowly gasped for air. His mind blank except for the handsome face of Ash.

He laid back on the surfboard and watch the stars slowly vanished one by one to give way to the rising sun.

“I won’t hurt Ash.” He promised to himself. “I would make his first, and our first, time special.”

“I wont enter Ash.”

“I won’t until his ready.”

"Until he say so."

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Shadowhunters

If not for Alec and Magnus, I would have stopped at book 3.

The Mortal Instruments is a series of six young adult fantasy novels written by Cassandra Clare, the last of which was published May 27, 2014. The Mortal Instruments is chronologically the third series of a proposed five in The Shadowhunter Chronicles but it was the first one published.

My Tomes of the Cassandra Clare Hexalogy

The book series has become one of the most popular within the young adult genre of paranormal romance/urban fantasy, but Clare did not originally intend to write the series for teens. When she began writing City of Bones, she did not view it as a young adult work, but first and foremost as a fantasy novel. The main characters just happened to be teenagers. However, when she was approached by a publisher interested in aging up her characters, she ultimately decided that she "wanted to tell a story about characters at that crucial life stage just between adolescence and adulthood, where your choices determine the kind of person you're going to be rather than reflecting who you already are." The decision to launch her novels as Young Adult books has propelled Clare to the top of the Bestsellers list and has established The Shadowhunter Chronicles as some of the most popular works read by a largely young adult audience.

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Day Dream Erotica, Redux

We'd meet somewhere for coffee, maybe a drink. 

I'd notice the need in your eyes as we sat and talked. Your leg would brush against mine every so often, each time lingering a bit longer. Finally, I put my hand below the table and run it over the inside of your leg from the knee to near your warm crotch but not quite high enough to make contact with the bulge there.

Just enough to tease you a bit.

As we leave, I stare at your butt. I can see it flexing as you walk and my cock throbs, anticipating what's to come. 

Once we're inside your house, I come up to you from behind and wrap my arms around your chest, rubbing and caressing your flesh through your shirt. 

Your ass grinds into my crotch as my fingers circle and then lightly pinch your nipples.

Your head falls back against me and our cheeks touch. I lick your ear and you groan deeply as my tongue continues to explore your ear and neck. My hands slowly glide down to your waist and I pull your shirt out of your pants and run my hands up your soft, warm torso. 

We move into the living room and to the couch. I sit down and tell you to take off your shirt and pants but to leave your underwear on for now. I can see a large wet spot on your shorts where your dick is oozing. 

Now, starting with your feet I begin to massage your body. 

Now, I stand and you begin to unbutton my shirt. That done, you fall to your knees in front of me and push your face into my denim covered crotch. I feel your hot breath through the material and I grind against your face, holding your head against me and you nibble and chew at my dick. 

I pull you to your feet and our bare chests come together as we kiss, our tongues swiping at each other, our hands sliding up and down our warm backs. Slowly, you guide me to the bedroom. 

You lie down on your stomach as I shed my jeans.

I rub your arms and massage your hands and you moan and push your ass up against my hard drooling cock. I rise up and turn you onto your back. 

Slowly working my way up the backs of your legs, rubbing and caressing your hot flesh. I pause at the backs of your knees lightly stroking the sensitive flesh there. I bend down and blow warm breath across your flesh as my tongue darts out and licks your skin. 

You groan and hump the sheets as my hands continue higher on your legs and over your sweet tight ass. 

I lift your waist and remove your shorts pulling your hard dick back so it points down and the head sticks out below your balls when you lie back down.

Now, I straddle your ass and begin working on your shoulders and back. You can feel my hard wet dick rubbing against your sweaty crack as my hands continue to massage and relax you. 

You beg me to fuck you. 

Your hard cock snaps up against your stomach as I once again begin to massage your legs. 

My hands near your hot crotch, brushing against your balls as I begin to rub your chest. Our hard cocks rub together, our slime mixing into a wonderful slick mess as I continue to massage your chest, neck and arms.  

Now, I slide forward and you feel my balls on your chin. Your tongue darts out and tastes the ooze at the end of my fat, red knob and I push a couple inches into your mouth. 

But, you don't get long to taste me because I need to keep control.

I begin licking your neck and chest, chewing lightly on each of your hard nipples then continuing lower until your hard dick pokes at my chin. 

I slide my wet tongue across the shaft of your cock and you groan and buck your hips. 

This proves to be too much for you and your dick throbs and fills my mouth with your hot thick cum. I keep my fingers moving in and out of you as your orgasm builds. My mouth is full of your hot juice as I pull off your dick and remove my fingers from your ass. 

But, as my fingers spread your tight ass cheeks I realize you are still way too tight. I wet my middle finger with some spit and a glob of the slippery ooze from your hard dick. 

Slowly, I circle your tight hole with my slippery finger then gently probe and push until you've bucked yourself down to the second knuckle. 

Your tight hole spasms then loosens a bit and I work my finger in and out slowly and gently. As you hump and groan I clamp my wet lips over the end of your dick. 

You push up into my mouth as I slide a second finger into your tight warm hole. 

I push your legs apart and put my lips to your hot pucker. 

You can feel my tongue, wet and slick with your fresh cum as it laps at your ass hole. 

You lift your legs and put your feet on my shoulders as I grab and unwrap a rubber. 

My cock has never been so hard. 

With the rubber in place, I slowly lower myself into you. 

I grunt and groan as my cum continues to spew from my gaping piss slit. I fall on top of you as our lips meet again. Our bodies are slick with sweat and cum. We kissed again as we both drifted off. 

You grimace as my cock head pushes past your tight ring of muscle. I pause and lean down and kiss you as your ass relaxes and begins to suck another inch of my meat into it. Our tongues duel passionately as I slowly push home. 

Your cock is fully erect again as you sleep. I can feel my hard thick cock begin to move in your ass channel.

We fuck.

My cock pushing in deeper; you pushing your ass back and up to meet my thrusts. 

I reach down to stroke your cock in time to my insistent thrusting. 

Your eyes roll back in your head as another orgasm overtakes you and your dick spouts hot cream all over both of us. 

I slam into your spasming hole as I near the point of no return. 

My cock is on fire as your hot ass grips and pulls at it. 

I can't take anymore. 

I pull my throbbing shaft from your ass with a pop, rip off the rubber and stroke the shaft once. 

My dick explodes with cum shooting all over your chest, neck and face. 

Your cock is fully erect again as you sleep.

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The Legend of the Blue Leash, part 9

Miguel and Ash paddled to the shore as the sky turns to grey. He led Ash to the small shack he had made last summer. It was old and ruined but sharing it with Ash made it a castle... a castle overlooking their sandy kingdom.

Miguel wrapped his strong arms around Ash’s body and hugged him tightly. He continued to shower him with kisses. “Please don’t be scared again.” He affectionately begged as he held his lover’s face on his strong hand.

“I’m scared because I didn’t want to resist you Migs. I was stubbornly in denial.” Ash whispered as he hugged Miguel again. “I’m not scared anymore.”

Miguel affectionately removed Ash’s clothes and lay him down on the old bamboo bed. Miguel lay on top of him. Their naked body intertwined, they looked in each other’s eyes. 

“Do you really love me?” Ash asked him.

Miguel smiled. He held his hand and kissed it warmly.

“Ash, I know I’m young. We’re young. I may not know a lot of things but this I know.” Miguel answered with certainty.

“Every day I didn’t see you make me miss you so much it hurts.”

“If that is not love, I don’t know what love means.”

Ash's heart was racing from the feelings he had developed for Miguel over the summer. “I feel the same.” He exclaimed. “But since I never been truly in love, I didn’t know what I’m feeling mean.” 

“Then let’s confirm our love together.” Miguel declared before he leaned in and showered Ash with more passionate kisses.

Ash felt Miguel’s hand gently touch his lean waist. Ash stiffened as electricity shot through his body but he dared not to move. Miguel's hand lingered there while his tongue gently tasted Ash’s salty lips. Ash gently parted his lips and allowed Miguel to enter his mouth. Ash’s initiative found his hand travelling down Miguel’s soft, smooth back to his slim waists gently squeezing his lean obliques. 

Miguel’s hand reached for Ash’s palms. He pushed his fingers between Ash’s fingers. He closed his eyes and caught his breath as Miguel moved from his lips down to his neck and then further to his shoulder until Miguel’s tongue found his nipples. 

He felt really good having Miguel’s warm, wet tongue playing his nipples. He doesn’t want anyone in the world other than Miguel to do it. The feeling made his 6 inch cock spring to attention. Miguel felt his love’s massive boner pulsing on his washboard abs making his 7 incher engorged with blood springing for action as well. 

Ash let out a moan as Miguel went even lower making his way from his nipples to his 6-packs and then to his happy trail down to his manhood wrapping his mouth on his hard pole. He had received blow jobs from girls but Miguel’s warm mouth is cooking crazy feelings and sensations he had never felt before. 

Miguel sucked him deep, down his throat as Ash’s soft pubes tickled his nose. He was blowing Ash’s mind.

Ash grabbed Miguel’s head and started forcing him to take it deeper and deeper. He suckled and worked Ash’s pole while playing with his balls. Then, Miguel slowly reached under him and using his middle finger, started probing Ash’s hole.

It was a little uncomfortable for Ash. No one has touched him there and it got him tensed again. Miguel felt it too so he shifted his concentration to Ash’s tight buns. "I guess he is not ready for that yet." He thought.

Soon, Ash relaxed again and was grabbing and pulling Miguel’s hair more and more as he slowly reached his peak. He knew Ash was close. It did not take long before Ash was shooting his load in Miguel’s mouth and down his throat. Miguel's eager mouth accepted Ash’s warm boy juice as he siphoned his boner dry leaving nothing to waste. 

Ash pulled his throbbing cock out of Miguel’s mouth with a pop. He lay naked on his back, his soft chinito eyes beckoning Miguel. 

Miguel lay beside him looking at his satisfied lover. This was the first time Miguel had seen him totally naked. “God! Ash is beautiful” he thought.  He had a soft, newly tanned skin travelling down his lean body and breaking to his pearl like untanned brief area. He was flawless from head to toe. His 6 inch dick was straight and perfect pointing to his cute belly button, a drop of cum resting on the slit as it slowly softens. 

And as Ash’s cum slides down his willing throat, he thought. “This is Ash, the boy I loved, and he wanted me.”

Genesis

I was feeling inspired. So I started on my novel.

I knew I have to create an epic backstory to produce an epic novel. One that will last for ages long after my bones crumbles to dust. I just hope I would see the day that my work would be published.

I started from the very beginning. The creation of my universe which I will call the age of Awakening.

This is a work in progress. So please bear with me.

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In a time before time, there was nothing. Forever was covered in cold darkness.

In a time before time, there was everything. There was a tiny speck of light in the heart of a black world.

And for more than time can measure, this was so.

And then everything changed.

The speck of light became a small sphere of energy and for more than all lifetimes combined, the sphere of energy grew into a globe. And as it grew, the energy developed consciousness. 

This consciousness grew and separated into two energy.... the warm and cold energy. These were the moments were a god's lifetime is a blink and eternity is but a breathe.

Soon, the conscious energies grew stronger. They become powerful that in one magnificent action, they break free and shattered the womb that sheltered them into a million pieces. The warm energy took shape in a female form and called itself Isnu while the cold energy formed as male and named itself Isva. Their birth marked the beginning of the entire universe and all that we know today.

Isnu and Isva collected the shattered pieces of the energy ball and together, they created the heavens which they called "Kalangitan".

__________________________________ How's that for a start of an epic? Constructive critiques are most welcome.

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The Legend of the Blue Leash, part 8

Summer is about to end.

It’s been two weeks since Miguel received Ash’s parting gift. It’s been 14 days since the last time he stood on a surfboard flying through swells or even touched the waters of his hometown.

He can still recall that day in Cemento Reef when Ash unknowingly cut into his wave knocking him off his board and breaking his board leash. Since then, not a day goes by that they never saw each other. Since then, they’ve gone close. He became Ash's mentor which made the latter a better surfer.

He fell in love with him long before that day though. On Ash’s first night in Baler, he was the one who served his first meal in his province. After that, he secretly watched him practice on baby waves in Sabang Beach every day.

Just like Ash, Miguel was a child of the ocean. He is most happy when he is in the sea. He relishes every moment the waves are under him while he rides the white water to his heart’s content. These past few weeks though, the magic is barely there. He can barely hear the call of his beloved ocean.

He wanted comfort. He needed to be comforted but the ocean selfishly denied him that. 

He wanted to be alone. He mounted his scooter and went to his sanctuary...his secret beach. He brought his surfboard due to a force of habit and because he was hoping that the muses of the sea would once again inspire him there.

He parked his scooter at his usual hiding place. He grabbed his board and climbed over the fence. He walked up the hill and felt that there’s not much wind coming from the ocean. Years of experience tells him that no winds means no wave. He didn’t care though and carried on. He just wants some peace and quiet... some alone time with his ocean.

He took his board and stabbed the sand letting it stand while he sat beside it. He looked at his beach. It was so calm and peaceful. Just behind the trees on the left, he can see the small shack he made years ago. Dilapidated and old, the makeshift house was missing a wall. He looked at the horizon. On the left, is a huge rock formation that was sculptured by time and waves. He scanned the vast water. To the right, he can see piles of rocks that were clearly man made. It was created to make a boundary of the beach property.

He surveyed the waters. Something caught his eye just beyond the pile of rocks...

Or someone.

 He grabbed his board and for the first time in two weeks, jumped into the ocean.

“Watcha doin’?” Miguel as he slowly paddled towards the floating surfer.

“Waiting for the big one.” He said apparently deep in thought.

   

“The water is too calm today. You’ll be lucky if you even get a burp.”

“Never underestimate the force of nature.” He answered. “You taught me that.”

They sat on their surfboards side by side quietly. For a long time they just watched the calm sea together.

“I’m sorry I ruined your beach Migs.” Ash said breaking the silence between them.

“It’s okay. No worries.” Miguel answered.

“How’s your girlfriend? Anne, right?” Miguel inquired cautiously. He doesn’t want Ash to be upset again.

“I went out with her a bit but we broke up.” Ash replied.

“Because of me?”

Ash did not reply. His eyes were looking far out the sea. It made Miguel feel bad.

“I’ll talk to her then. Miguel offered. “Where is she staying?”

“I broke it off.” Ash finally answered. “Whenever we’re together, All I can think about is the ocean...”

“... and you.”

“I don’t even get excited when I kiss her.” Ash continued. “I could barely sleep; I couldn't stop thinking about you.”

Ash looked at him. Miguel can see through his eyes a sense of longing. The same yearning he had felt for him. Miguel slowly and steadily held Ash’s shaking hand.

And while the sun slowly succumbs to the horizon, they slowly let their lips touch in a passionate kiss.

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