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The last! But one... still too long in the lj's opinion... :(
Yesterday Anssi came to see me.
I was so delighted to watch him do so well in the team competition, either on the hill and also in cross-country. It was overwhelming to see him getting his medal, he was shining and I was so proud of my little boy.
And later when he was screaming, laughing and crying with joy all together into the phone, I enjoyed the happiness that surrounded both of us and I wouldn't have changed that feeling for anything.
But nothing of that could equal the emotions dwelling inside me when Anssi was finally standing at my door.
After his return from the Olympics he had so much obligations that we hardly could find any time to see each other. He came one day earlier for the World Cup competitions here in Lahti so he could catch me before I would have to leave for the Continental Cup.
We were talking a lot on the phone. About everything. But mainly about us. About our relationship. It was fun. We laughed a lot.
At first it felt quite awkward to talk about our feelings but we grew used to it and we started to feel more confident about it all. Maybe it was better, easier to begin with speaking on the phone as Anssi was so shy and I was not too courageous myself.
We were still somehow surprised and startled as well that this had to happen just to us. Neither one of us considered himself gay but... but the love was there.
Anssi was confused, he liked girls and wasn't sure he was allowed now. I had he same problem.
We agreed that we could watch girls together and still be deeply in love with each other. Anssi was happy with this solution and when he was happy, I was as well.
We even had our first fight. It was my fault and I'm still ashamed of it. I offended my little boy.
During a conversation I said I was afraid he would leave me as he was still too young. Anssi felt insulted and hung up at my ear.
I immediately realized what a stupid thing I said. I was like those who held his age against him! I tried to call him back numerous times but he didn't answer my calls. I was really desperate since I thought I destroyed everything before it could start at all...
Anssi called me half an hour later and I immediately apologized.
Anssi interrupted my stuttered words. „Love's not dependent on age, Vellu...“
„I know. I'm so sorry, little one...“
„Don't do it again, OK?“
„I won't. Can you forgive me?“
„Let's forget it, Vellu. Did you miss me?“
„Yep. I did...“
„I already missed you. I had to call you, Vellu.“
„You know I love you, right, my Anssi?“ And he giggled. We didn't talk about it anymore.
All of this flew through my head when I saw my Anssi again as I opened my door. He was smiling sweetly, his face shining like sun.
„Vellu...?“ he said shyly.
„My little Anssi!“
I was certainly grining silly but I couldn't help myself. I wanted... no, I needed to touch him, to hold him, to feel him...
Anssi came in, closing the door and dropping his bag and jacket on the floor. He turned to me again and then he simply ran into my arms, hugging me around my waist, and burried his face against my neck.
I sighed happily and slowly ran my hands over Anssi's shoulders, arms and back, caressing him softly. He snuggled closer, relaxing.
Then suddenly he broke free from my embrace and stepped backwards, dropping his eyes to his feet, blushing. He never looked more beautiful and cute.
„What's wrong, little one?“ I whispered with concern in my voice.
Anssi shook his head. „Nothing...“ but he still didn't meet my gaze.
I reached out my hand and tilted his chin up to make him look into my eyes. He did and the expression of his face, that eagerness mixed with hesitancy and shyness, it was priceless.
I took Anssi's face into my palms, gently caressing his cheeks with my fingers. I accidentaly brushed my thumb against his soft, full lip and the sharp intake of breath I heard from him only proved that he too felt the effects of our closeness.
I touched his forehead with mine for a second. „You don't have to be afraid of me, little Anssi...“ I said with a tender smile for my boy.
„I'm...“ Anssi swallowed as I couldn't help myself and touched his lip again, „I'm not...“
I saw his eyes sparkling devilishly before he moved his head slightly to the side and caught my thumb between his moist lips, tentatively licking the tip.
I briefly closed my eyes, savouring the sensation, then I withdrew my thumb from Anssi's hot mouth and licked the thumb's wet tip he was licking a moment ago.
Anssi's huge round eyes grew even wider and he watched me with slightly parted lips as I ran the thumb over his forehead, nose and lips again to his chin and neck.
Anssi's skin was so soft and nice to touch... He looked so impossibly sexy and therefore when he silently whimpered and tilted his head a little to give me better access I pressed my mouth on the pulsing point on the side of his neck.
„Vellu...“ Anssi breathed out.
„Hmmm?“ I murmured against his skin, kissing him again before I looked up.
„Please...“ Anssi pouted at me, the most wonderful begging tone in his voice.
„Tell me, my little one.“ I nuzzled his cheek and I felt Anssi shuddering.
„Kiss me... Vellu...“
I tenderly, reassuringly smiled at my boy and bent forward to brush my lips against his gently, tasting the amazing, delicious sweetness.
It was... oh! I dreamt about this, imagined this million times, but nothing could prepare me for such overwhelming sensation.
I lingered for a moment on Anssi's lips that were slightly quivering under mine, then I moved away to look at him intently.
Anssi slowly opened his eyes, blinking several times before that wide, happy smile appeared on his face.
„More...“ And I was ready to oblige.
I kissed him again, slowly caressing his lips with mine, till Anssi started to return the kiss tentatively. I carefully found his tongue and touched its tip, and soon enough we were kissing with equal force, all the emotions whirling around us.
Anssi made a soft, cute whimper and pressed himself as close to my body as humanly possible, tilting his head to allow me running all my fingers through his hair. Our groins touched for the first time and I felt Anssi frozing for a little while, surprise in his expressive eyes.
Wasn't he expecting me to be that highly aroused as I was? Or wasn't he prepared for the contact?
All the questions disappeared from both Anssi's eyes and my mind as Anssi grinned, held me tight around my waist and crushed our mouths together passionately.
Now it was me who whimpered.
I gently pushed Anssi away with my hands on his shoulders. „Slowly...“
„Vellu...?!“ Anssi pouted.
I smiled and kissed his pushed out lower lip. „There's no rush, little one...“
„But...“ Anssi pushed his lips against mine.
„Shhh... it's OK... You're my little boy...“ I caressed his cheek.
Anssi leant into my touch, but was still scowling. „I'm not a boy,“ he protested.
„You are,“ I touched his nose with mine, grinning, stroking my fingers over his neck. Anssi sighed and bent his head down. I used the opportunity and kissed his forehead.
Anssi laid his chin on my shoulder, nuzzling my neck. Then he looked up into my eyes desperately.
„I am...“ he agreed, „but... but I don't want to be anymore, Vellu...“
I bit my lip and then gave him a quick kiss.
I knew what he meant. I knew what he wanted. And to be honest, I didn't desire anything else myself. We had never talked about it, but we both had known, we had somehow sensed it had been here all the time since we had said our I love you's to each other.
But the question was... Could I?
Was I allowed?
But then... I took one look at my pretty boy, at his huge eyes that were begging, his pleading expression, and I knew.
„I know, my little Anssi...“
His expression immediately changed into that one of hope. I smiled at him, running my both hands down his chest.
„Hands up, beautiful...“ I said playfully and lifted his sweater over his head.
Anssi giggled as I did beacause I lightly tickled his sides. I let the sweater fall down on the floor and winked. „Are we ticklish?“
Anssi giggled, his cheeks getting lovely pink. „No!“
„Really?“ I smirked and stroked his sides again.
„Nooo! Velluuu...“
I had to hug him.
When I had my Anssi in my arms I made him turn around and sneaked my arms around his waist and held him tight. Anssi relaxed against my chest, and I walked him towards my bedroom.
I moaned and burried my face into his neck as Anssi pushed his butt against my cock, giggling.
„You little imp!“ I murmured and gently bit Anssi's earlobe. He whimpered and caressed my arms with his fingers, intertwining them with mine.
Yesterday Anssi came to see me.
I was so delighted to watch him do so well in the team competition, either on the hill and also in cross-country. It was overwhelming to see him getting his medal, he was shining and I was so proud of my little boy.
And later when he was screaming, laughing and crying with joy all together into the phone, I enjoyed the happiness that surrounded both of us and I wouldn't have changed that feeling for anything.
But nothing of that could equal the emotions dwelling inside me when Anssi was finally standing at my door.
After his return from the Olympics he had so much obligations that we hardly could find any time to see each other. He came one day earlier for the World Cup competitions here in Lahti so he could catch me before I would have to leave for the Continental Cup.
We were talking a lot on the phone. About everything. But mainly about us. About our relationship. It was fun. We laughed a lot.
At first it felt quite awkward to talk about our feelings but we grew used to it and we started to feel more confident about it all. Maybe it was better, easier to begin with speaking on the phone as Anssi was so shy and I was not too courageous myself.
We were still somehow surprised and startled as well that this had to happen just to us. Neither one of us considered himself gay but... but the love was there.
Anssi was confused, he liked girls and wasn't sure he was allowed now. I had he same problem.
We agreed that we could watch girls together and still be deeply in love with each other. Anssi was happy with this solution and when he was happy, I was as well.
We even had our first fight. It was my fault and I'm still ashamed of it. I offended my little boy.
During a conversation I said I was afraid he would leave me as he was still too young. Anssi felt insulted and hung up at my ear.
I immediately realized what a stupid thing I said. I was like those who held his age against him! I tried to call him back numerous times but he didn't answer my calls. I was really desperate since I thought I destroyed everything before it could start at all...
Anssi called me half an hour later and I immediately apologized.
Anssi interrupted my stuttered words. „Love's not dependent on age, Vellu...“
„I know. I'm so sorry, little one...“
„Don't do it again, OK?“
„I won't. Can you forgive me?“
„Let's forget it, Vellu. Did you miss me?“
„Yep. I did...“
„I already missed you. I had to call you, Vellu.“
„You know I love you, right, my Anssi?“ And he giggled. We didn't talk about it anymore.
All of this flew through my head when I saw my Anssi again as I opened my door. He was smiling sweetly, his face shining like sun.
„Vellu...?“ he said shyly.
„My little Anssi!“
I was certainly grining silly but I couldn't help myself. I wanted... no, I needed to touch him, to hold him, to feel him...
Anssi came in, closing the door and dropping his bag and jacket on the floor. He turned to me again and then he simply ran into my arms, hugging me around my waist, and burried his face against my neck.
I sighed happily and slowly ran my hands over Anssi's shoulders, arms and back, caressing him softly. He snuggled closer, relaxing.
Then suddenly he broke free from my embrace and stepped backwards, dropping his eyes to his feet, blushing. He never looked more beautiful and cute.
„What's wrong, little one?“ I whispered with concern in my voice.
Anssi shook his head. „Nothing...“ but he still didn't meet my gaze.
I reached out my hand and tilted his chin up to make him look into my eyes. He did and the expression of his face, that eagerness mixed with hesitancy and shyness, it was priceless.
I took Anssi's face into my palms, gently caressing his cheeks with my fingers. I accidentaly brushed my thumb against his soft, full lip and the sharp intake of breath I heard from him only proved that he too felt the effects of our closeness.
I touched his forehead with mine for a second. „You don't have to be afraid of me, little Anssi...“ I said with a tender smile for my boy.
„I'm...“ Anssi swallowed as I couldn't help myself and touched his lip again, „I'm not...“
I saw his eyes sparkling devilishly before he moved his head slightly to the side and caught my thumb between his moist lips, tentatively licking the tip.
I briefly closed my eyes, savouring the sensation, then I withdrew my thumb from Anssi's hot mouth and licked the thumb's wet tip he was licking a moment ago.
Anssi's huge round eyes grew even wider and he watched me with slightly parted lips as I ran the thumb over his forehead, nose and lips again to his chin and neck.
Anssi's skin was so soft and nice to touch... He looked so impossibly sexy and therefore when he silently whimpered and tilted his head a little to give me better access I pressed my mouth on the pulsing point on the side of his neck.
„Vellu...“ Anssi breathed out.
„Hmmm?“ I murmured against his skin, kissing him again before I looked up.
„Please...“ Anssi pouted at me, the most wonderful begging tone in his voice.
„Tell me, my little one.“ I nuzzled his cheek and I felt Anssi shuddering.
„Kiss me... Vellu...“
I tenderly, reassuringly smiled at my boy and bent forward to brush my lips against his gently, tasting the amazing, delicious sweetness.
It was... oh! I dreamt about this, imagined this million times, but nothing could prepare me for such overwhelming sensation.
I lingered for a moment on Anssi's lips that were slightly quivering under mine, then I moved away to look at him intently.
Anssi slowly opened his eyes, blinking several times before that wide, happy smile appeared on his face.
„More...“ And I was ready to oblige.
I kissed him again, slowly caressing his lips with mine, till Anssi started to return the kiss tentatively. I carefully found his tongue and touched its tip, and soon enough we were kissing with equal force, all the emotions whirling around us.
Anssi made a soft, cute whimper and pressed himself as close to my body as humanly possible, tilting his head to allow me running all my fingers through his hair. Our groins touched for the first time and I felt Anssi frozing for a little while, surprise in his expressive eyes.
Wasn't he expecting me to be that highly aroused as I was? Or wasn't he prepared for the contact?
All the questions disappeared from both Anssi's eyes and my mind as Anssi grinned, held me tight around my waist and crushed our mouths together passionately.
Now it was me who whimpered.
I gently pushed Anssi away with my hands on his shoulders. „Slowly...“
„Vellu...?!“ Anssi pouted.
I smiled and kissed his pushed out lower lip. „There's no rush, little one...“
„But...“ Anssi pushed his lips against mine.
„Shhh... it's OK... You're my little boy...“ I caressed his cheek.
Anssi leant into my touch, but was still scowling. „I'm not a boy,“ he protested.
„You are,“ I touched his nose with mine, grinning, stroking my fingers over his neck. Anssi sighed and bent his head down. I used the opportunity and kissed his forehead.
Anssi laid his chin on my shoulder, nuzzling my neck. Then he looked up into my eyes desperately.
„I am...“ he agreed, „but... but I don't want to be anymore, Vellu...“
I bit my lip and then gave him a quick kiss.
I knew what he meant. I knew what he wanted. And to be honest, I didn't desire anything else myself. We had never talked about it, but we both had known, we had somehow sensed it had been here all the time since we had said our I love you's to each other.
But the question was... Could I?
Was I allowed?
But then... I took one look at my pretty boy, at his huge eyes that were begging, his pleading expression, and I knew.
„I know, my little Anssi...“
His expression immediately changed into that one of hope. I smiled at him, running my both hands down his chest.
„Hands up, beautiful...“ I said playfully and lifted his sweater over his head.
Anssi giggled as I did beacause I lightly tickled his sides. I let the sweater fall down on the floor and winked. „Are we ticklish?“
Anssi giggled, his cheeks getting lovely pink. „No!“
„Really?“ I smirked and stroked his sides again.
„Nooo! Velluuu...“
I had to hug him.
When I had my Anssi in my arms I made him turn around and sneaked my arms around his waist and held him tight. Anssi relaxed against my chest, and I walked him towards my bedroom.
I moaned and burried my face into his neck as Anssi pushed his butt against my cock, giggling.
„You little imp!“ I murmured and gently bit Anssi's earlobe. He whimpered and caressed my arms with his fingers, intertwining them with mine.