Twisted 20

Twisted 20

Marshall quickly shoots up to a sitting position and grabs the back of Elton’s neck and pulls him into a passionate kiss, their tongues connect and mercilessly fight for passionate control.

“I Love You.” Elton lovingly whispers, struggles for breath, on his knees between his Baby’s perfect legs, his hands caressing over perfect shoulders, his eyes connected with perfect lustful blue.

“Elton . . .” Marshall struggles to say, fighting back his mind shouting hell no as his heart is shouting yes, wanting nothing more than to tell Elton how much he loves him, but the words not coming.

“Ssshhh . . . . . .lay back . . . . . I’m not going to hurt you . . . “ Elton whispers trying to reassure his Baby, but quickly wishing it would of come out better, but the almighty God above knowing he would never hurt the one thing he holds so close to his heart.

Marshall’s heart skipping several beats slowly lies back, as Elton is carefully leaning over him trying to gracefully retrieve a bottle of coconut massage oil from the nightstand.

“Massage oil.” Elton nervously whispers, smiling and holding up the bottle, to show a very nervous set of prefect blue eyes that’s closely watching.

Kneeling again between his Baby’s prefect legs Elton subconsciously puts on a show of cracking the seal of the bottle, and pouring a generous amount on his hands, as nervous blue eyes continues to watch his every movement.

Marshall softly moans as warm oiled hands connect with a light skimming feather touch over his muscular chest, playfully tweaking his nipples.

Sensual Elton’s works his talented fingers in seductive circular motions over his Baby’s prefect chest, teasingly lowering to his prefect abdomen, then wickedly to one thigh and down to his prefect foot and back up the other leg with the same passion. Strangled moans of frustration coming from Marshall as Elton magical fingers again massages over his thighs but not touching his painfully hard cock that is aching to be touched.

“Please . . . .” Marshall in a strained plea moans, grabbing Elton’s hands and trying to place them on his painful hard cock.

“Not yet . . . roll over.” Elton wickedly whispers, and then places a kiss on his prefect length and lifts up so his Baby can roll over, causing Marshall to lustfully growl.

“Elton . . . .” Marshall lustfully whines, reaching out for him, and Elton can’t stop himself from leaning over and passionately kissing, such prefect pouty lips, their tongues dancing a passionate dance, as both men deeply moan in lust.

Elton breathlessly moves away and carefully nudges his Baby over on his stomach, and applies more oil to his hands before starting a kneading motion over prefect shoulders and base of his prefect neck, leaning down and placing random butterfly kisses over his shoulders, before moving to his prefect lower back, and most important fabulous prefect ass.

Marshall growling and writhing beneath Elton in total heaven as he replaces his talented fingers, with his wet lips and firm tongue, passionately kissing, licking and sucking on his lower back before moving to one prefect ass cheek then the other.

Elton’s firm tongue and ragged breathing on his ass sends chills up Marshall’s spine, and erratically growling and practical coming off the bed as his firm tongue sensual slides over his virgin pucker.

Elton’s heart feeling as if it’s going burst from his chest, forcefully holds his Baby’s hips down to the mattress as he lets his firm tongue seductively explore in and around the prefect exotic prize, till animalistic growls begs for more.

“Are you sure?” Elton breathlessly asks moving up a little, while placing hot wet kisses on his Baby’s prefect lower back and ass.

All coherent thoughts long gone from Marshall’s mind, deeply moans yes, lifting up and glancing back at Elton, nodding yes.

Fifty million thoughts rush through Elton’s mind, the most important is that he doesn’t want to scare or hurt his Baby, but knowing no matter how careful and slow the pain will come before the pleasure, as he applies more oil to his hands, and massages and caresses over his Baby’s prefect ass and virgin pucker till again he is writhing and growling for more.

Knelling between his Baby’s prefect legs Elton gently interests a finger into prefect tightness, and his Baby’s prefect body tenses, and he quickly stills and with the other hand massages over his prefect ass, while soothingly whispering relax.

Feeling his Baby relax a little Elton moves his finger around a little, as he begins kissing and sucking on his prefect ass. Marshall stiffens again as he inserts a second finger, but bucks upward for more as Elton quickly taps his prostate several times.

Elton’s dick feeling as if it’s going to explode breathlessly removes his fingers and licks and kisses over his Baby’s virgin pucker, before rolling him over.

“I have to see your eyes.” Elton breathlessly moans, roaming his hands through his Baby sweat soaked hair, lost in lust filled blue eyes.

“I want you.” Marshall breathlessly pleads, wrapping his arms around Elton, as he arches up so his painfully hard cock caresses against Elton’s, and he deeply moans in agreement kissing over his prefect neck.

Elton slowly reaches into the nightstand and retrieves a bottle of lube, and well lubricates his Baby’s prefect virgin’s pucker by again inserting one finger and than a second, till he has to forcefully hold down his prefect hips.

“Here . . . . rub it on me.” Elton breathlessly struggles to whisper, holding out the lube bottle, and Marshall really not knowing how much nervously applies a very generous amount with long hard strokes till Elton grabs his wrist, with several deep moans.

“God Baby I Love You So Much.” Elton breathlessly moans, placing his dick at his Baby’s prefect pucker.

“I Love You.” Marshall breathlessly whispers, with all his heart body and soul, lost in Elton’s eyes, and then pulls him into a deep passionate kiss.

Elton breathlessly fights for self control as tears of joy stream down his cheeks from hearing his Baby finally saying those magical words that he has so desperately wanted to hear.

Soothingly whispering relax over and over again into his Baby’s ear, Elton slowly lifts his prefect legs up on his shoulders and then slowly enters. The tightness and heat so unreal that he has to fight the urge to go further, but quickly stills feeling his Baby’s body tense beneath him.

“Jesus Fuckin Christ!” Marshall blindly growls tightly grabbing hold of Elton’s shoulders, feeling way more than just discomfort.

“It’ll get better . . . relax.” Elton breathlessly whispers, forcing himself still, to give his Baby time to adjust.

“It fuckin better!” Marshall blindly growls and Elton slowly enters all the way, causing Marshall’s fingers to dig into the flesh of his shoulders, and all the air to rush from his prefect lungs.

“Baby . . . . you have to relax.” Elton struggles to whisper, kissing over his Baby’s prefect sweaty forehead.

Marshall’s eyes tightly closed, his face plainly showing the extreme pain. Elton’s heart breaking at the pain he is causing his Baby, just for his own pleasure.

“We can stop.” Elton breathlessly whispers as his hands roam over his Baby’s prefect sweaty face and hair, desperately wanting him to relax, while fighting the strong intense urge to thrust into prefect extreme tightness.

“Nooooo . . .” Marshall moans, opening his eyes, and losing himself in Elton’s eyes, and then lifting his hips up a little, causing Elton to lustfully growl.

Their eyes connected in a love that neither has ever felt so deeply before, Elton slowly and carefully sets a rhythm, the painful expression subsiding from his Baby’s face a little with each thrust that taps his prefect prostate.

Reaching between them Elton begins stroking his Baby’s prefect cock in time with each of his thrusts into heaven.

Lips, tongues and hands wildly roaming, as animistic moans of passion fills the room, as their sweaty bodies melt into one hell of a passionate motion.

Every nerve and prefect muscle in Marshall’s body begins to tremble and jerk and Elton’s stroking and thrusting becomes more intense, and together they crash into the most exotic orgasm their bodies has every felt, breathlessly incoherently growling words of passion.

Connected in more than just body parts they tightly hold each other till the last muscle and nerve spasms, and their breathing becomes some what normal.

“Are you okay?” Marshall breathlessly asks in concern after several long moments, as his hand begins to roam over Elton’s sweaty back.

“I . . . should . . . be asking?” Elton breathlessly mumbles his head buried in the crook of his Baby’s prefect neck.

“Fuck proper etiquette.” Marshall sarcastically comments, continuing to roam his hands over Elton’s sweaty body, mentally fighting reality that is strongly fighting to bust through.

“I Love You.” Elton truly whispers, slightly lifting up, slipping out of heaven, and gazing into prefect blue eyes.

“I Love You.” Marshall truly whispers, tightly pulling Elton into his arms.

“You want to shower?” Elton nervously asks, after several long moments of resting his head on his Baby’s prefect muscular chest.

“Can we just lay here?” Marshall nervously asks caressing his hand over Elton’s back.

“Forever . . .” Elton loving moans, placing a simply kiss on his Baby’s prefect sweaty muscular chest.

“I Love You.” Marshall with all his body heart and soul says, placing a kiss on the top of Elton’s head and tightening his hold, as sleep is nearing.

“I Love You . . .” Elton sleepily mumbles, totally relaxed in his Baby’s prefect heavenly arms.

“Sweet Dreams.” Marshall sleepily mumbles.

“Sweet Dreaammmss . . .” Elton drifting off mumbles.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The phone ringing wakes Marshall and he sleepily untwines Elton’s body from his and rolls over and answers.

“Yeah.” Marshall sleepily mumbles into the phone.

“Marshall . . .“Joshua agitatedly states, who was praying that Scum Bag was already gone.

“That would be me.” Marshall sarcastically comments.

“I need to speak with Elton.” Joshua states in a very business tone, not believing the scum bag hasn’t left yet. Marshall quickly thinking he is calling to see if he has left yet.

“We happen to be Very Busy at the moment!. . . . You wanna come over and watch?” Marshall sarcastically asks, mentally thinking as soon as he leaves, Joshua will have the peaceful sleeping body that he can feel against his back.

“Guess not.” Marshall sarcastically comments, hearing the phone on the other end go dead.

Marshall puts the phone back on the nightstand, and rolls over and is about to pull Elton back into his arms for the few hours that he has left, when his eyes connect with Elton’s.

“Hi . . .” Marshall nervously says, after making several attempts of opening his mouth but nothing coming.

“Wanna watch?” Elton sleepily comments with a small laugh.

“You need to call Joshua.” Marshall nervously mumbles, lost in Elton’s eyes.

“Stop . . . I can see . . . that over active imagination working . . . and there is no need.” Elton sincerely states, pulling his Baby into his arms, praying that one day his precious gift will know they’re secure loving arms.

“Reality is coming.” Marshall mumbles, mentally trying to think straight, loving the feel of Elton’s secure arms.

“Let it fuckin’ come . . . I have my Baby in my arms. I can conquer anything.” Elton confidently states, placing a kiss on his Baby’s head.

“So what do we do now?” Marshall nervously asks, lifting up and looking directly into Elton’s eyes.

“Twisted as you may think it is . . . Baby You’re the One! That I need . . . want in my life.” Elton sincerely whispers with his whole body heart and soul.

“I can do Twisted.” Marshall sincerely whispers, resting his head on Elton’s chest, feeling that secure feeling that his heart craves from the man he Loves.

~ Epilogue ~

Even though this is The End of Twisted.

Journey with Elton and his Baby in their Twisted Relationship.

My Obsession with The E/E Show continues with short stories (at this moment about ten half finished) some emotional, some comical, but trust me never a dull read.

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