back, shoulders and nape.Woozily turning his head, he started when his chin was cupped and hismouth caught in a plundering kiss. By the time he was released, hewas fully awake.Befuddled,Lassen glanced at the antique timepiece that graced the bedsidetable. It was just three hours past midnight. Rohyr was certainly nolaggard in concupiscence, he thought, before the tender marauding ofhis ear by lips and teeth nearly robbed him ofcoherence.Verespreserve me, he whimpered, whether in apprehension or yearningLassen was not sure.Youreso sensitive, Rohyr whispered when the mere dip of his tongue intoLassens ear made the youth tremble. And noisy, he added witha grin as his lemans moans escalated into soft cries.Im-Imsorry, Lassen managed to gasp.Forwhat? I enjoy hearing you, Las-min.Rohyrs fingers crept into Lassens rear to probe his readiness.Especially when I am well up your backside.Unthinkingly,Lassen bore down on the invading digits as sensory memory recalled tohim the pleasures of being fulsomely speared and filled.Eagerare we? Rohyr gently teased. Nay, thatsIm notLassensprotests ceased when Rohyrs legs shifted between his own andnudged them apart. His upper leg came to rest on Rohyrs thighs,spreading him for penetration. He caught his breath when tumescentflesh eased his buttocks apart then pressed in. Rohyr slid into himuntil his groin was flush against Lassens buttocks. There was nodiscomfort, however, for Rohyrs shaft was well slicked andLassens entrance was nicely stretched from the night before.Furthermore, his rear passage was still coated with the medicinalsalve and the copious remnants of Rohyrs semen.Rohyrthrust repeatedly into Lassen. He was pleased when Lassen pushed backin turn to take in as much of Rohyrs shaft as he could. The youthwas capable of much passion and would be a most fulfilling partnerwhen he matured and learned more of the love-arts. Even now, innocentand inexperienced as he was, he had satisfied Rohyrs needs theprevious night. Indeed, he had exceeded his expectations and Rohyrwas tempted not to proceed to the next step.Lassendid not notice the invasion into his consciousness at first. Thepleasure and desire that seeped into every corner and cranny of hisbody clouded his perceptions enough that it was some time before herealized not all of it was his. It was then that he detected anotherpresence in his mind, powerful and compelling.Andit waited. For what, Lassen did not understand. What he did rememberwas how Rohyr had once browsed through his mind and that theexperience had been unnerving. Almost terrifyingly so.Heshut his eyes, frightened amidst his rapture. Fearful whimpers forcedtheir way past his lips, as loud to his ears as his uneveninhalations.Afraid?he heard Rohyr say.Lassennodded. Forgive me, I dont mean to offend you, he apologizedin a shaking voice.Gentlefingers caressed his cheek and soft lips left a trail of kisses alonghis shoulder to the side of his neck.Thereis nothing to fear. Trust me, sweet one.Lassentrembled at the mental caress. It was almost as potent as the hardshaft that filled him. Like a wave washing over a rock-strewn shoreto eddy or settle into shallow pools amidst the nooks and crevices,it crept over and into his consciousness. An intoxicating haze ofpure rapture that was not of the body alone slowly overtook him,seducing