Happiness

"It would be your first time...let me make you more accommodating of my size."

He closed his eyes waiting for his love, Brock to take him. His first love....his only love.

He nuzzled between the boy's legs, his hands caressing them as he went beneath.

His tongue licked at his tender anus, it puckered as he touched it with his long protrusion, slicked by his own spittle, he delved around the opening with only his tongue, tasting Ash's scent, the smell of him already filling his nostrils.

He teased at the hole, licking furiously now, and hearing him moan he pushed one finger which he had licked before and slowly thrust it inside.

Realising he had welcomed it, after a time briefly so he pushed another beside it, so it acted much like a phallus would. He moved back and forth with much force, thinking that the boy was talking it well inside.

"Oh my God! I would never have thought you skilled in the arts of the bedroom as well as those of battle."

Brock plunged further, his fingers moving around deeply, wanting the boy to feel the pleasure he would give to him so freely.

"Skilled, you think...then stay a while, friend and you will learn more than a few things."

He sneaked a third finger taking them all inside his body making certain he would feel the pleasure involved.

Brock, content at knowing the boy was open enough for him, he stood up, removing his jerkin, standing before the boy a wondrous sight, Brock, strongman of Pewter...fully unclothed, his eyes going immediately to his proud, well muscled chest, the nipples hard from his amorous arousal.

He lifted Ash's buttocks, sitting on his knees, he placed his member at the entrance, waiting.

"Relax your muscles, friend.....then I can enter you easily....I do not wish to hurt you as...."

The boy smiled, his heart beating fast.

"As it is my first time I know, please enter...I need you to be one with me… I have needed it for so long"

Brock waited again, pushing the three fingers inside to make sure he was fully aroused, then thrust inside with his stiffened member, glistening with sweat and juicing.

"Oh Brock, you're so large...”

Ash moaned, feeling more aroused as he moved more of his shaft inside his young body, keeping up the pace.

His legs shaking as he kept on with his steady rhythm, his member throbbing still slick and becoming harder as he made love to him.

He leaned over the boy's body, their lips fused in and almost animalistic kiss, passion complete in their union.
He gasped as he inched further, then allowed Brock to force himself all the way in, then kept moving until the speed grew faster and he felt he would explode.

"Let me suckle you, old friend...then you can enter me again, if you wish to give me your seed."

Brock came out, his member gleaming with the boy's juice; he thrust it down the boy's throat keen to let him taste it.

"You have a welcoming mouth, it is a shame we didn’t do this sooner."

Now it was Brock's turn to gasp as the boy took the shaft from his mouth and with a lascivious tongue he licked around the base of the member, then all the way up to the tip, watching it pulse as the vein stood up when he stroked it again.

"Your skill was untapped I see... I am glad you saved it all just for me."

Brock pulled his cock away from Ash, pushing him in the feather down pillow then entering him again.

And as he moved faster this time, picking up the pace at a fever pitch their bodies sweating and heaving like brothel whores.

"Ohhh, you little jewel of Johto."

He panted as he thrust for the last time.

"You will be the death of me, that is for sure."

He leant in to kiss the boy again; their lips entangled in love and sexuality, heaving against each other until he could no longer keep his control and shot his seed inside.

Ash howled with joy as Brock wanked him to his own climax, feeling his sperm fill his hole in a fountain of spurts.

"Brock, why didn’t we do this sooner? I feel I’ve died and gone to paradise."

Brock lay next to the boy, resting his head over his small chest.

"I am glad you survived it."

After a while they laid together, intent to rest in the comfort of each others arms.

"I am glad we are together, after all this time, we are truly together.."

Brock took his hand for his own, kissing it in love.

"I would never let that happen to one who has loved me. Now go to sleep, think nothing more of this."

Brock huddled close to him wrapping his arms around him, full of love and affection. He was now together with his love. And it was love, pure, raw love, combined with the desire of youth. The rest of the world could go to Hell as far as he was concerned. This was happiness.

A/N: Well? I’m messing about with different topics and styles so please, read my stuff and leave me some reviews. One word stuff, four pages, anything, although I fear four pages may be a tad optimistic. So in conclusions, let me know what you think and if you want more.