Edgar Aeternum, Book 1: Tales of Aeternal Love (25 page)

"I'm not," Edgar said. "I don't do much in
the early mornings," he laughed. "I usually run about mid-day.
Evenings, I'm either out or home, reading or working. It's nice
because, as a freelancer, my schedule is super-flexible."

"Makes sense," Maddi said. "Someday, mine
will be more manageable, but ya do what ya gotta do."

"That you do," Edgar agreed, carrying the
desserts to the living room. Maddi followed with the coffee. "And
I'll say that you seem to be doing a fine job of it, too." Edgar
ordered the lights up, but not to full, and they sat.

"Thank you, Edgar," he said. "That really
means a lot to me. I've had to sacrifice a lot to work toward my
goals. It isn't always easy and sometimes, I'd love to just quit;
but, it's worth it and I believe in my goals enough to do what I
have to do."

"Awesome," Edgar said. "That impresses me
even more. I'm honored that you made me a priority in your schedule
tonight."

"Well, like I said, I give up a lot, but at
some point I have to draw a line," he said. "Normally, I wouldn't
even be thinking about dating. There was just something about you
that I couldn't get out of my mind. I'm glad to see I was right,
too. Believe me, Edgar, you're totally worth it."

"Again, I'm honored, thank you," Edgar said.
"You are worth it to me, too. Whatever I can do to make seeing each
other fit better with your schedule, please know that I'll try to
do it."

Maddi blushed a little at this statement, and
kissed Edgar before thanking him. "I appreciate it. I promise, I'm
not a high-maintenance kinda guy."

"I appreciate that, Maddi; I can't see you as
high-maintenance either," Edgar said. "Believe me, I'm about the
lowest maintenance a guy could get."

"Somehow, I already knew that," Maddi said
with a smile. "I think we'll be fine."

"I know so," Edgar said. "Try the mousse; I
really wanna know what you think of it."

They both took a spoonful, Edgar nodding once
in approval of his handiwork. He looked at Maddi and the boy's eyes
were closed, head back as though enjoying a good blowjob. Edgar
grinned; it was obvious that dessert was a hit. Maddi opened his
eyes and looked at Edgar. "This," he said, "this should come with a
warning: 'Uncontrollable taste bud orgasms may result.' You've
gotta give me this recipe; my roommates will kill me if I don't get
it."

Edgar laughed, "'Uncontrollable taste bud
orgasms?' I have to remember that one! I'm glad you like it; I'll
be glad to give you the recipe. It's an original."

"What?!" Maddie gasped. "You created this
recipe?"

"Yep. I've been cooking since my teens,"
Edgar said. He left out the fact that his teens were near half a
millennia ago. "I fell in love with it and never looked back."

"It shows, man," Maddi said. "I hope there's
more," he added, grinning.

"Thanks!" Edgar said. "There's just enough
for another serving each."

"My stomach thanks you," Maddi said, taking a
huge spoonful of mousse with a couple raspberries.

"Tell your stomach it's welcome," Edgar said,
following suit. He reached over and patted Maddi's abdomen. "It's a
sexy stomach," Edgar smiled.

"My stomach is flattered," Maddi said. "But
my ass is feeling left out."

"Well," Edgar said, "my sincerest apologies
to your ass. It is, indeed, an ass among asses, a truly fine ass,
an ass that would make Michelangelo's David weep. If it requires
proof, I will happily and eagerly provide such after dessert."

Maddi had to set his mug on the coffee table
he was laughing so hard; Edgar soon joined him. When Maddi finally
caught his breath, he said, "My ass is gratified and satisfied,
though I expect it will be even more so later tonight."

Edgar caught his breath and said, "Please
extend my assurances to your ass that it will, indeed, be further
gratified as well as satisfied later tonight. Several times, if
your ass is interested."

"My ass gratefully accepts your assurances
and promises not only its interest, but its ability to handle such
appreciation," Maddi said. "In fact, my ass wants you to know it's
very eager for this promised attention."

"Hmmm... I think I may be able to oblige not
only your sweet tooth, but your sweet ass at the same time. Come
with me," Edgar said, rising and taking Maddi's hand, pulling him
off the sofa. Maddi moved to put down the mousse and Edgar stopped
him with a hand on his arm. "Oh no. You need to bring that with
you."

Maddi's eyebrows shot up. "You have my full
attention," he said.

"And soon, you'll have mine. Now, follow me."
Edgar led the way to the bedroom.

Maddi set the mousse on the nightstand just
in time as Edgar grabbed him and the men fell to the bed. They were
soon lost in each other's kisses, hands wandering, robes open.
Edgar pulled away from Maddi, looking down at the younger man's
flushed face and flashing a playful smile. He retrieved the mousse
and dropped a dollop on Maddi's chest.

"Oh!" Maddi started. "That's kinda cold!"

"Not for long," Edgar answered, dipping his
head and slowly licking up the mousse. "Still cold?" he
grinned.

"Uh, I'm going with no," Maddi replied.

"Good," Edgar said, sitting back and placing
small dabs of the dessert on Maddi's nipples. Again, he ducked his
head and licked up the sweet treat; this time, however, he spent a
while working each of Maddi's hard nubs with his lips and tongue
causing him to squirm with pleasure. Edgar gently bit down on one
of Maddi's nips and increased the pressure when his young bedmate
moaned.

"You like?" he asked.

"Fuck yeah!" Maddi gasped. "That feels so
good!"

"Then you're going to love this," Edgar said,
painting more mousse on Maddi's nipples. When he returned to his
dessert, Maddi's moans became louder, punctuated with the
occasional gasp. Edgar captured a nip between his teeth and bit
hard while flicking it with his tongue. He smiled, feeling Maddi's
erection rubbing against his chest, his own cock leaking pre-cum
onto the sheets.

Maddi enjoyed a final round of nipple play
before Edgar painted a trail of mousse from Maddi's chest to his
pubic hair. "Really?" Maddi asked, smiling.

"We've only just begun," Edgar answered with
a grin, lapping his way down the mousse treasure trail. When he
reached Maddi's hard-on, he poured some of the mousse on it from
head to base. Maddi shivered with pleasure as Edgar licked it up,
stopping at the head to gently kiss it.

"More?" Edgar asked, sticking his tongue out
at Maddi.

"No. I hate it. What do you think?" he
answered, returning the gesture.

Edgar replied by spooning more mousse on
Maddi's cock. This time, he started eating at the tip; instead of
licking his way down, he took Maddi's cock in his mouth licking the
mousse off as he went further down. Maddi gasped as Edgar's lips
encircled the root of his cock, his throat gripping tightly.

"Unnnggh! Stop, stop, or I'm gonna go!" Maddi
cried.

"That would be bad how?" Edgar laughed.

"Because I'm not ready yet," Maddi answered.
"I have the feeling there's more to come and I'm greedy," he winked
at Edgar.

"You're also quite perceptive," Edgar said
flipping Maddi over onto his stomach.

"Mmm, I can't wait to feel where this is
going," he said, wiggling his ass at Edgar.

"I'll just bet," Edgar said. "Though a bright
boy like you should have that all figured out by now," he slowly
spooned the mousse in a thin line from the nape of Maddi's neck to
the small of his back, eliciting a sigh of pleasure.

The sigh became a moan as Edgar gently
tongued the trail of mousse from beginning to end, placing soft
kisses on the space where the swell of Maddi's firm cheeks began.
He planted a last kiss on Maddi's back before rising. "Where are
you going?" asked Maddi.

"Just getting this," Edgar said, grabbing his
own dish of mousse and handing it to Maddi. "Enjoy!"

"Thanks, Edgar," he said, dipping a finger of
mousse into his mouth suggestively.

"Oh, the pleasure is all mine," Edgar
smiled.

"Not yet," Maddi winked. He opened his mouth
to say something else but stopped as another dollop of mousse
spread from the top of his ass crack to the tender area just before
his full balls. He turned back to his own mousse, scooping some
into his mouth. "Mmm... This mousse is so good, Ed-" he stopped as
Edgar's warm tongue bathed the mousse from his taint, hopping over
his hole and finishing at the small of his back. "Ohhh..." he
sighed.

"Mmm-hmm. Enjoy!" Edgar said, dolloping more
mousse on Maddi's tight bud before feasting again. Maddi's response
was to push back against Edgar's tongue.

"Ohh, count on it," he moaned, grinding up
against Edgar's face. Edgar took the opportunity to reach under
Maddi and grab his stiff rod. "Mmmmm!" Maddi moaned again, shifting
his hips higher, giving Edgar more access to stroke him. Moments
later, Maddi began shaking as he lost control, Edgar's
ministrations too much to resist. Edgar kept lapping at Maddi's ass
as he pumped his load onto the sheets, stopping only when Maddi
cried out and grabbed Edgar's stroking hand to still it.

Edgar kissed each cheek softly before sitting
back, one hand drifting over one of Maddi's quivering legs. "Well,
that was certainly fun!" he said.

Maddi rolled over, eyes still closed. "Hell
yes, it was," he exhaled. Finally, he looked at Edgar, a slow,
satisfied smile on his face. "You, sir, are damn good at what you
do," he said.

"Thank you," he said. "It's very easy with a
man as hot as you."

"It's my turn to thank you," Maddi said,
licking his lips suggestively.

"Far be it from me to argue with you," Edgar
chuckled, flopping down next to Maddi, planting a mousse-tinged
kiss on Maddi's lips.

"Good," Maddi said, rolling on top of Edgar,
licking the mousse off his lips. The lick became a kiss, as tongues
dueled and Edgar grabbed Maddi's ass, grinding the young man
against his cock. Maddi eventually broke the kiss and lathered
Edgar's pecs with mousse, dropping a spoonful on each hard
nipple.

He lowered his lips to kiss the space between
Edgar's mousse-covered pecs, then moved to the left one, licking
around it like an ice cream cone. When he reached the peak, he took
his time, tongue darting out in quick flicks. Edgar sighed,
enjoying the sensation; he was utterly unprepared when Maddi locked
onto his nip, sucking like there was no tomorrow.

"Umph!" he raised his head to look just as
Maddi switched from sucking to nibbling. "Oh, whoa!" he gasped and
grabbed Maddi by the back of the head urging him to continue. Maddi
began alternating between gentle nibbles and sharp, quick bites,
each time getting small gasps in response.

Finally, he kissed his way over to Edgar's
right pec and repeated the process, getting even more of a response
from Edgar as the man's arousal grew. When he was done there, he
drew a line of mousse down to Edgar's crotch. Edgar smiled in
anticipation as Maddi slowly worked his way down. He was again
surprised when Maddi upended the bowl, pouring the rest of the
vanilla-bean mousse onto his rock-hard cock; laughing as it ran
down to cover the man's low-hangers. "What the...!" Edgar
exclaimed.

"Lie back and enjoy," Maddi said, spreading
Edgar's legs and tongue-bathing his sack.

"Holy fuck!" Edgar gasped as Maddi rolled
each testicle in his mouth, raising them out of the way to reach
the little bit of mousse that ran beneath. He moved up to Edgar's
cock, holding it like an ice cream cone, licking from the base up
to the tip, humming as he did so. Edgar gripped the sheets when
Maddi swallowed him, burying his nose in Edgar's pubes.

He was about to tell Maddi to stop, that he
was on the brink, when Maddi released him. He looked up at Edgar,
licking mousse off his lips. "Not yet, sexy," he said. "I want you
inside me again."

"Give me a minute, Maddi," Edgar said. "I'm
so close, if you breathe on me, I'm gonna blow! You give amazing
head!"

"Why, thank you!" Maddi grinned. "They say
'practice makes perfect' and I've always enjoyed my work."

"Practice? Hell, you've raised it to an art
form! Edgar laughed. He looked at Maddi and shook his rod
suggestively. "Ride?" he asked.

"No, not this time," Maddi replied,
stretching out on his stomach beside Edgar. I want you to do
me."

"I think I can manage that," Edgar chuckled.
He leaned over and kissed Maddi deeply, then shifted such that he
straddled Maddi, his slick cock resting on the young man's perfect
ass.

Maddi raised his hips slightly, giving Edgar
better access to his tight hole. Edgar took his throbbing cock in
one hand and spread Maddi's cheeks with the other. The young man
gasped as he felt the tip of Edgar's cock rubbing against his
muscular ring. "Mmmm... That feels so fucking good, Edgar! Fuck me,
please..."

Edgar smiled. "Here it comes, Maddi," he
said, popping his mushroom head through Maddi's tight hole. "Oh
man, are you tight!"

"Unh!" Maddi moaned as Edgar pulled back a
little before pushing in again. He squeezed Edgar's cock with his
hot ass and said, "How's that? You like?"

"Hell yeah!" Edgar replied, still gently
stroking in and out of Maddi's hole with the first couple inches of
his hard-on. "Do you like?"

"Mmm-hmm," Maddi pushed his ass back. "More,
please."

Edgar chuckled. "Greedy, aren't you? 'Just
the tip' not enough?"

"Fuck no!" Maddi cried in frustration. "I'm
so hot for you right now, just ram it in!"

"Your wish is my command," Edgar said and
sank down on top of Maddi, driving his rod deep inside the young
man's ass in one stroke.

"Ahhhh!" Maddi gasped, "Yeah! Like that!
Pound my ass! Fill me up with that big dick!"