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Something special	By : fundamellie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Pet Shop Boys Views: 1028 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Stefan stepped out of the shower and dried himself slowly with a thick soft towel.
He smiled when he put on his new pyjamas. It smelled slightly of lavender, possibly because Neil had stored it in his wardrobe before. The flannel was chequered in various shades of blue and was incredible soft and fluffy. It always felt like he was on some kind of holiday, staying at Neil’s flat. He had never been spoiled so much or had been surrounded by so much luxury before. It made him feel uncomfortable at times but in moments such as this he felt more like a kid in a candy store who does not have to pay. He went over to the window and looked outside. Everything was quiet, only a lone passer-by left the nearby Hurlingham Park with his dog and disappeared into the falling darkness. One could so easily forget here that the busy city centre was only a ten-minute taxi ride away. For a moment Stefan thought about the day. So much had happened but he felt immensely relieved that Neil had made his decision in favour of him and not Dean and seemed to be willing to be patient.
He walked down the corridor and had to grin as he remembered how Neil had asked him where he wanted to stay the night.
“Do you…? Would you want to sleep at my bedroom tonight? I mean, share the bed…? You don’t have to. You can… stay at the guestroom again, if you…” At that point Stefan had interrupted Neil with a kiss on the mouth. It was funny; he would not have guessed that someone so much older than himself could get that nervous over a new boyfriend. Neil had looked so concerned, obviously trying hard not to say anything that he boy could interpret as some kind of sexual advance.
“I’d love to be close to you tonight,” Stefan had said but now as he was moving closer to Neil’s bedroom he started to feel a little nervous. Suddenly it seemed strange; he had never seen Neil in pyjamas or otherwise undressed. The door to the bedroom was ajar and light fell onto the unlit corridor. Stefan was just about to push the door open when he stopped, motionless, suddenly captivated by what he saw. Neil was just stepping out of his jeans and now stood there with his back turned towards Stefan in only his white Calvin Klein boxer shorts. Stefan swallowed, his mouth was suddenly quite dry and his heart was beating faster than usual.
Neil looked good, he decided, much more natural and real than the guys in Kevin’s porn movie. He was not spectacularly build but in Stefan’s opinion that was an advantage instead of a letdown. No overly developed muscles, no washboard belly but a lean figure nevertheless. Okay, Neil had a tendency to develop a slight stomach but Stefan did not mind at all. They boy watched Neil fold away his clothes but when he went over to the bed and took out the pyjamas from under the duvet Stefan called out softly.
“Wait!”
Neil turned around, looking slightly startled but when he saw Stefan walk over to him he smiled a quick, nervous smile.
“Leave those,” Stefan said, pointing at the pyjamas in Neil’s hand. The older man looked puzzled but dropped the clothes. They landed on the bed, but none of them paid any attention to it. Stefan reached out his hand and ran a feather-light touch down Neil’s chest.
Neil drew in his breath sharply and felt little shivers run down his back.
Stefan continued to explore his chest with his fingertips and it felt so good. It made his head spin and right now it was the most erotic thing he could imagine.
Stefan looked at him intently, wonder and awe written all over his face. Neil smiled. Wasn’t it amazing that this beautiful boy was here with him? That Stefan was doing this to him, making him shudder and ache and silently praying that he would not stop touching him?
By now Stefan was carefully tracing spiral patterns around Neil’s nipples and when the boy finally dared to touch one with a flick of his thumb Neil let out a breath he had not known he was holding.
“They are getting hard,” Stefan looked at him with fascination. Neil laughed softly.
“What do you think? Yours will, too, I guess.”
He encompassed the boy’s neck with both his hands, looking him directly in the eye for a moment and pulled him closer for a kiss. He opened his mouth only too willingly and as soon as their tongues met another shiver passed though Neil, sending fire through his nervous system. They kissed deeply, hungrily and soon Neil’s hands were moving restlessly over the boy’s shoulders and back. He noted with some satisfaction that Stefan leaned into the kiss, searching out his mouth, nibbling at his lips. Suddenly he felt the boy tense and immediately knew why. The beginning of an erection was pressing against Stefan’s hip. Neil did not want to let the boy go, so he increased the force of his hug slightly, drawing the boy closer again.
“Please, don’t!” He muttered, breaking the kiss. “Please, just stay right here.”
Stefan relaxed in his arms again and Neil kissed the boy’s forehead. He stepped back a little and with trembling hands began to slowly unbutton Stefan’s pyjama top.
When he had reached the last button he pushed the thin piece of clothing over the boy’s shoulder. Neil reached out again and touched Stefan gently. The boy’s skin was pale and silken and completely hairless. His nipples were hard and very pink against the whiteness of his flesh and he shivered slightly at the older man’s touch.
Neil had to bite his lower lip to suppress a moan. This boy was so beautiful it quite literally took his breath away. He stepped up behind him, snaking his arms around his hips, cradling the boy against him. He started to kiss Stefan’s neck, the soft spot behind his ear, his bare shoulders and finally the side of his throat. He took his time, enjoying the feel of the smooth skin underneath his lips. He breathed in deeply, the boy smelled of shampoo and shower gel and very faintly of oil paint and turpentine. Stefan moaned softly and rested his head against Neil’s face. He felt the boy tremble slightly and supported him when his knees almost gave in.
“Lay down on the bed,” Neil whispered and Stefan just nodded, obviously too dizzy to speak. He leaned back against Neil for a moment and then freed himself of the embrace. Before he lay down on the bed he pulled down his pants along with his boxers and stepped out of it. Then he lay there, outstretched, smiling up at Neil, looking half shy and half cheeky. Neil could not help but stare, he had fantasised about this for so long and now the boy lay there right in front of him. Naked.
Waiting for him. Trusting. Innocent and sexy. Neil’s body felt electric all over and just the sight of his dream come true was enough to pump more blood into his already straining erection. He closed his eyes briefly, trying to get himself back under control. He would not rush things tonight. This was not about him, this was about Stefan. He would take his time and he would do everything it took to make the boy feel at ease and to enjoy himself. It was a miracle anyway, that they were here with each other and so in love, he was not going to destroy this. He went over to the bed and lay down next to Stefan, propped upon one elbow to support his weight.
He kissed the boy gently on the mouth, then moved back slightly and started to caress him. He pressed his palm flatly against the Stefan’s chest, moving in small circles. Then he began to kiss the boy’s nipples softly. Encouraged by Stefan’s low moans he flicked his tongue over the hard spots and took turns to suck them into his mouth. With one hand he stroked Stefan’s legs and thighs, not quite daring to touch the boy’s growing erection. Stefan was squirming, eyes closed, cheeks flushed and lips slightly parted.
“Please,” he whispered. “Please kiss me.”
Neil let the left nipple he had currently sucked into his mouth slip out of it again and squeezed it teasingly.
“Just kiss you?” he asked, mock-innocently. “Do you want me to anything else, maybe?”
His own excitement did not matter so much now, he decided, it was simply too beautiful to watch Stefan get aroused. The boy’s eyes fluttered open and he gasped.
“You… you can…bitte!”
Neil took that as permission and sat up, smiling reassuringly and kissed the boy’s bellybutton. He parted Stefan’s legs and stroked the inner part of his thighs gently with his fingertips. Then he turned his attention to Stefan’s private part. It was fully erect now, twitching slightly but standing up almost vertically. Neil smiled to himself. Ah, the advantages of youth! Stefan wasn’t very generously built; his penis was maybe even a little smaller than average, possibly about 5 inches but Neil couldn’t care less about such things right now. The boy’s pubic hair was of a slightly darker blond, curly and soft to his touch. He leaned down and kissed the boy once more, then finally reached down to touch the hard penis almost reverently. First he just teased the kid with feather-light strokes up and down the shaft but then encircled it with his hand and began to pump slowly. Stefan wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him further down, deepening their kiss. Neil almost landed on Stefan’s chest but managed to keep up the movement of his hand. He went on kissing the boy, half crazy with the heat of the slender body pressed against his, the hot tongue exploring his mouth and the little moans of pleasure coming out of Stefan’s throat.
It was heaven and hell all at once, working Stefan towards a climax but having his own erection trapped between their bodies and inside his CK. The boy was meeting his strokes with upwards thrusts of his hips, sweat was glistening on his forehead and his chest was falling and rising in quick succession and Neil thought he had never looked more desirable. He was now massaging the tip of Stefan’s private part with his thumb, the boy’s body jerked and tensed and he dug his fingernails into the flesh of Neil’s shoulders. And then he came; spasms were running through his body for some brief seconds, he broke the kiss and was mumbling something in German. Hot sperm spilled down over Neil’s hand and then Stefan lay still. Neil sat up, head thrown back, trying to slow down his breathing and to ignore the fact that his whole body begged for release. After a few moments he got up and went over to the bathroom to fetch a box of Kleenex. His knees were weak and he felt all hot and quite impossibly turned on. He grinned as he returned to the bedroom, sitting down on the bed next to the still panting boy. He could not remember the last time he had felt so alive, the last time everything had felt so utterly perfect. It was simply fabulous to be in love, to be with Stefan.
“Hey love,” he whispered and placed a kiss on Stefan’s sweaty forehead. He took out some Kleenex and started to clean off the mess on Stefan’s belly and thighs. The boy shuddered again but his eyes flew open and he smiled shyly at Neil.
“Wow!” was all he managed to say. Neil kissed him again, this time on both cheeks and then lay down next to the boy. He searched out Stefan’s hand and took it into his. He closed his eyes, trying to fight the desire which still sang in his blood. Without a warning Stefan’s was suddenly kissing him again, running a wet mouth over his chin, down his throat and finally all over his chest. Neil tried half-heartedly to stop the boy.
“No, Stevie. Don’t… You don’t have to do this. You shouldn’t, you…” His protest was ignored and he was rendered completely helpless when he felt Stefan’s hand reach into his boxers. The boy seemed to hesitate for a split-second but then his hand closed around Neil’s erection. Before he knew what was going on Neil was already there, coming violently all over Stefan’s hand. He moaned and saw stars spin behind his closed eyes. It was just too much; no, not nearly enough, it was pure bliss, it was something beyond description. He was only dimly aware of Stefan laying halfway atop of him, wiping his hand on the bed-sheet and covering his chest with kisses.
He wrapped his arms around the boy and held him tight. This was all he needed; this boy and their love. Lazily he opened his eyes and looked at Stefan.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Just ‘wow’,” Stefan replied and snuggled close in Neil’s embrace. Neil chuckled and brushed a stray strand of hair out of the boy’s eyes. “You… you were pretty quick. Was it alright?” the boy looked concerned and a little worried “I mean, I don’t know. It usually took much longer with Luzie.” He tired to hide his face against Neil’s neck as he was once again blushing.
“Oh God, don’t worry about that. I was so exited, that was all. It was wonderful, everything is wonderful with you.” Neil paused and somehow managed to pull the blanket up and tucked it around them. “I love you, my little one.”
“Ich liebe Dich auch,” Stefan muttered sleepily and was sound asleep the next second. Neil smiled and buried his face in Stefan’s soft hair. He could get used to the kid falling asleep in his arm or on his shoulder. In fact he would he a very happy man if could wake up next to him every morning.
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