Chapter 8
PAUL’S POV
I wake up. John is looking at me with a grin on his face. I smile. It’s eight o’clock, and a shy sun has come out.
“Hello luv. Did you sleep well?” He says.
“Hi Johnny. Yeah, just a bad dream I think, but I don’t remember it.”
“You’re very beautiful when you sleep.”
He kisses me. The kiss is a dirty one, with teeth and tongues fighting for dominance. I’m not scared by kisses; I think it’s because I love John, and so he doesn’t scare me. He’s gently and kind, that man was rude and he scared me a lot.
John, suddenly, places a hand on my crotch. I immediately break the kiss.
“Oh… oh God, sorry Paul. Sorry, I forgot it.”
I take a deep breath.
“Do it.”
“What? Are you sure? I won’t force you if you don’t want to do it.”
“No, please, do it. But just wanking, nothing else.”
John pulls down my pants and starts to rub my inner thigh.
I’m getting harder. I know that John is very excited, so I slid a hand under his pants. He moans loudly. In a couple of seconds we’re wanking each other. I can’t think straight, I’m too focused on what’s happening. John kisses me, my heart is racing fast. I’m close, and he’s too. The point is that I love it. I love the way in which his hand goes up and down, the way in which he kisses me, the way in which I feel in his arms, the way in which I can feel love. My love and his love. My Johnny.
We come practically at the same time, and our hands are now filled with warm cum. We’re trying to catch our breath. I go to him and hug him close, resting my head on his chest. He wraps his arms around me.
“Did you like it, luv?”
“Yeah. A lot.”
“Really?”
“Really, but I’m not ready enough for next step. I mean… that man wanked me, and I wanked him, but with you it’s different. I love you. This makes all better. But I can’t already do other things… that man…”
I close my eyes. I don’t want to finish the sentence.
“That man what, Paulie?”
“No, nothing.”
“You know you can tell me everything. Please, something is bothering you and I want to help.”
“That man made me suck him and… and I had to drink his cum.” I start to cry. John pulls me closer to him and kisses my head.
“Sssh… Paul, I will NEVER EVER force you to do things that you don’t want to do. You know it. I love you. We’ll wait until you feel ready. We could wait for our entire life. I love you”
“Th-thank you, Johnny…”
“Sssh, don’t worry. It’ll be okay. Now get up and have breakfast. Today are coming Brian, George and Ringo.”
