The Edge of Paradise

Chapter 1: Not The Time for Decency

WARNING: Mature Content.

We were in my room. The dying sun was casting soft orange waves that weakly penetrated the blinds. I was sitting by my desk while Luke was spread out on my bed. His tight white shirt raised just enough that his abs peeked from under it.

"Max" he called out lazily, "what are you afraid of?". I was caught off guard by the sudden question. I had never put too much thought into it. Few things in life scared me. Except one. I turned around from my desk to face him. "Losing you" I replied truthfully.

He gave me a cheesy smile and called out teasingly "Ohh Max, always dashingly romantic". I chuckled slightly and got off my chair to lay besides him.

I draped my legs over his, laying my head on his chest as I listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart. My arms across his chest. "I'm not lying when I say that you know" I remarked. He just shook his head and smiled at me, but I felt his heart flicker at my words.

I moved my hand up and down his built chest. A teaseful flicker in my eyes. We got closer and the body heat between us grew hotter and hotter. The feeling of his skin rubbing against mine excited my senses. I grabbed his face and he grabbed mine, bringing them together causing our lips to hungrily fight for dominance.

He gave in and my mouth explored his. Our hands desperately trying to rip each other's clothes off. We took off our shirts and I covered his neck and chest with kisses. We were growing sweaty, and I heard him softly moan as I took his now rock hard nipple into my mouth and teased it with my tongue.

"Max!" He called out desperately. "Fuck me."

"Please!".

I grew even more excited at his words and I practically ripped his pants off. Feeling his very long member through his now wet underwear, he gasped at my touch and his desperation grew wildly. I took him and all his glory as far back in my throat as I could. He was clearly on the edge of finishing.

But we weren't done yet. I took off all my clothes and flipped him on his back, placing his legs over my arms, spreading them. I leaned down to kiss him again before entering, his eyes clearly saying he wanted it.

He cried out as I entered but he begged me not to stop. His tight walls contracting against my very thick dick. I slowly began to thrust, going faster and faster each time. With each thrust Luke moaned harder and harder and his breathing became heavy. He grabbed himself and rhythmically stroked himself in sync with my thrusts. His free hand rubbing against my chest.

We were both on the edge now, and with one last thrust and him calling out my name, he came on his chest just as I came inside him.

I collapsed next to him. Both exhausted. And we slept there the entire night. Embraced.

I kept replaying the memory over and over in my head as the news story was casted before me. My mother had come barging into my room, panicking that I had to see something.

'BREAKING NEWS' Read the header. Laura Adamson, a petite, blonde reporter stood in front of the entrance to Eden Lake. Police lights and firefighters paced the background "A local fisherman discovered a chest floating throughout the lake. Thought to be innocent at first, things quickly took a turn for the worst upon opening it. Located inside appears to be a dismantled body, damaged beyond recognition. As it stands now, the only thing authorities do know is that the body appears to be that of a late teenaged boy".

With those last words, I felt my world come to an end.