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Well, all good things must come to an end, so prepare to say good-bye to Evan and Chan! Their story ends today, and next week I'll start a new tale. In the meantime, see what's going on with them for the last time. Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what's up with them. Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!
Chan wrapped one hand around his lover’s seeping
cock. No one had ever made him feel the way that Evan did. Loved and cherished.
Respected. He’d never thought he would find anyone as wonderful as Evan who
would want to become a part of his life. But here he was, and here they were,
and Chan knew he couldn’t love Evan any more if he tried.
He pumped Evan with sure, firm strokes, Evan’s
pleasure more than evident from the noises coming from him. But this was not how the night was destined
to end, and Chan knew it. Pulling Evan’s face down to his, he placed a searing
kiss on his lips, at the same time wrapping his legs about Evan, encouraging him
to take the next step. As they kissed, Evan entered him in one push, filling
him completely. Chan moaned into Evan’s mouth.
He wound his fingers into Evan’s white blond hair
and gripped tightly, keeping pace with Evan’s thrusts as he snapped his hips,
driving into Chan with sure, swift strokes. Their tongues tangled in a mock battle. Chan could taste the citrus
mouth wash Evan favored, one that always reminded him of his lover.
Normally, Chan kept his eyes closed, but this time
he wanted to see Evan’s expression as they made love. That was something he’d
always been curious about but had never dared to share with Evan. Now he peeped
from beneath his lashes before opening his eyes wider. Evan’s own eyes were
closed and Chan thought he resembled an angel caught in prayer.
Evan pulled back to catch his breath, and they both
gasped for air for a moment.
“You’re so tight,” Evan murmured against Chan’s ear.
“So hot and tight. I just want to love you forever.”
“Oh yes, forever,” Chan replied, bombarded by a
myriad of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him, all centered in this one
man. “I want to be yours forever.”
Chan felt Evan begin to tighten, knew that he was
close. “You can do it,” he encouraged him, feeling bolder than ever. “Fill me
with you.”
Chan’s words must have shattered Evan’s self-control
as he reached his peak and began to release inside of Chan in long hard waves.
And when he was spent, he collapsed onto his side and pulled Chan close. Chan
nestled against him, content not to move for now.
When Evan began to stir, Chan clung to him. “Not
yet,” he whispered, and Evan stilled his movements.
They held onto one another in a contented silence.
“Did you have a good birthday, baby?” Evan asked. He
stroked Chan’s cheek tenderly, his beautiful emerald eyes soft and hazy. No one
had ever looked at him the way that Evan did, never treated him with such love.
“I had a wonderful birthday,” Chan said. “Thank you
so much. Not just today, but for everything. For helping my siblings through
the hardest time in their lives.” He didn’t think he could have done it without
Evan. Now he felt safe in saying they were all going to be all right.
“You’re my family and I love you,” Evan said, the
most beautiful words Chan had ever heard.
And to think it had all started with a speeding
ticket...
The End
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