Human Race (Boyxboy) #1

Chapter Thirty Five: Forever It Is

Orion:

I nudged him softly, pulling his sleeping form into my lap and shaking him gently. "We're here, little one." I said softly, watching as his beautiful blue orbs started to flutter open.

He looked up at me with those beautiful eyes that had my heart beat racing. His white hair was so soft and his lips were a light pink that tasted so good. He smiled up at me and I never wanted him to stop, as he wriggled in my lap, placing his legs one other side of my waist, straddling me. And placing his butt right down on my groin that seemed to be swelling every second.

"I've never rode a train before." he whispered, as I climbed out of the car, with him still in my arms. I hummed softly, rubbing my hand down his back.

"Well I'm glad your first time is going to be with me," I whispered, feeling a small smile creep onto my face at my double meaning. He smiled really big, starting to blabber on about how cool trains were and how they big they are. The driver grabbed our luggage and led us over to the big train that Sketch squealed about right into my ear. I climbed up onto the train, hearing Sketch start to talk about how pretty the stars were.

"Is there anyone else riding this train?" he asked.

"The guards, a few of them at least and then Erin is, but he's in the front." This caused Sketch to squeal again, rocking up in down in my arms like a child getting excited for candy.

As soon as I stepped into our room, he started pulling at my arms to set him down. I did, watching as he ran over to the velvet colored bed and starting to jump, telling me how soft the fabric was.

He then quickly ran over to the large window to my left, pressing his hands up against the cold glass and looking at the stars above.

The driver placed our multiple bags in the corner, before exiting himself. I closed the door, waiting for the driver to give the train instructor the go for us to move.

Sketch's excitement was so precious, I wanted his mood and happiness to never end.

A little while later we started to move, and Sketch started squealing, pointing at thing as we passed. I laid down on the bed, crossing my arms behind my head and just watching how beautiful he was.

"This is so pretty! Do you see this Orion? Look at the stars, and the moon! It's huge!" he squealed.

He looked back at me with his beautiful eyes, jumping up in bed next to me. He crawled right in next to me, wrapping his arms around me and digging his face into my neck.

"Do you like trains?" I asked.

"Yeah! They are so big and at night the stars are so pretty!" He exclaimed.

I smiled at him, rubbing his back and

I moved over pushing him back on his back and pinning his slender arms above his head, crawling on top of him. He giggled watching me, as I gently pushed my lips on his. He closed his eyes, doing his best to kiss back. He tasted like plums and man did it taste good. He moved his lips apart so I could push into his mouth that was warm and bursting with that sweet flavor.

He whimpered softly against my lips, as I swiped my tongue against his bottom lip. He grabbed onto my arms, moving his lips back against mine the best he could. I grabbed his face in my hands, tilting his head back slightly to give me access to his mouth.

He was so soft and warm, and he tasted so good. His little hips came in contact with mine, as he tried to move to get friction against his dick that was most aching just like mine was.