buttocks. As Henry thrust up into him, Martin let out aquavering moan and folded over onto Henrys chest, his face pressedagainst Henrys neck. Henry slowed his movements but kept fuckinghim, sliding steadily in and out, while Martin made little cat criesand clung to his shoulders.Sounding almostbereft, Martin said, It feels too good, Henry. Too good.He shivered and kissed Henrys mouth, messy and whimpering withneed. He pressed his knees tightly against Henrys sides and movedagainst his thrusts, his timing erratic, making greedy little gruntseach time Henry plunged deep. Martins helpless desperation madeHenry want to protect and ravish him both. He dug his fingers intoMartins buttocks and fucked him in short, hard thrusts while theykissed, Martin moaning into his mouth.Henry,Martin gasped. Oh, god, Henry, please.What is it?Henry asked. What do you want?Can I come,Henry? Please? As Henry thrust into him, he cried out and begged,Please, again.Do it, Henryurged. On me, like you said.Martin pushedhimself up off Henrys chest and tossed his hair back. He wasbreathing hard, shaking, with that same look of saintly sufferingthat had shaped his face while he played the violin, but then hesmiled at Henry, bright as the light of a star. Looking at him,seeing how emotional he was, made Henry emotional, too: so happy,unbearably happy.Martin lifted up offof Henrys lap and took hold of his cock with his left hand andbegan to work it with efficient little flicks of his wrist. Henrygrasped Martins hips, planted his feet firmly on the bed, andpounded up into Martins quivering ass while Martin made littleinjured-sounding cries, like a broken bird.Oh, Henry! Oh,please, Henry! Martin shuddered and stilled, his cockjerking in his hand, and his hot spunk hitting Henrys skin withforce. Oh! Oh, god! The muscles in his belly contractedin rhythm with his flexing cock as he eased himself down Henryslength. You now, Martin said breathlessly. Please.Dont wait. Come in me while Im still shaking.Henry did as he wastold, once again thrusting up into Martins plush, tight, perfectass while Martin whimpered and gasped, hanging over Henry with hishands braced on the bed. Henry looked up and met Martins eyes, andfor a moment he was absolutely certain that Martin loved him, too,and then he came in a cascade of dazzling white sparks, giving ashaky groan as he gathered Martin close and wrapped his arms aroundhis back.They stayed lockedtogether until their hearts slowed, until it began to matter that itwas hard to breathe holding each other so tight. With a sigh, Martinclimbed off Henrys cock, which was still hard. A white pearl ofsemen slid down the shaft and disappeared in coarse curls. Martinstretched out at Henrys side and put his head on his chest,avoiding the skin that was slick with spunk.That was the bestweve done today, Martin said softly. Dont you think?It was by miles.Definitely the best. Henry kissed the top of Martins head.They lay incontemplative silence a few minutes, a bubble of intimacy, Henrystroking Martins hair with shaking hands, full of feeling. Henryslove felt too big for his body. It made him feel nobler than hepossibly was. It might be the best thing about him.What are