I just laughed and moved on.

Others asked if I was an actor, if I wanted to do this or that, if I'd met so-and-so. And I was invited to other parties.

I just kept smiling and talking to people, meeting people, making small talk, chit-chatting, drinking champagne, and accepting hits off of joints.

And then it was just me and Blair again.

I was collapsed in a reclining deck chair, a half-full glass of champagne in my hand. I was more than a little drunk, and a lot stoned. "Did you have fun?" Blair asked as he collapsed into the chair next to mine. "You certainly made an impression on them all, as I knew you would."

"Oh, Blair." I rolled my head to the side so I could look at him. "Your friends are the nicest people."

"Well, let's not get crazy. They're fun-but I wouldn't go so far as to call them nice." Blair took a sip from his own glass, and then yawned. "You were quite a hit. Everyone wants you to call them, you know"

"Really?"

"Look at you, grinning from ear to ear." He smiled at me, then yawned. "No, you won't be calling any of them, you know."

"I won't?"

"Oh no, I warned them all off-you belong to me, remember? I told you."

"I wasn't sure if you meant it or not."

"Of course I meant it, silly little Jeff."

I didn't know what to say. I felt like crying a little bit.

"Come on, let's go up to bed." He reached out and took my hand, and I pulled him down on top of me, spilling his glass and mine. "Hey!"

I put my arms around him, and pulled his face down to mine and kissed him.

He resisted at first, but I could feel his dick starting to get hard against my stomach. He relaxed into the kiss, and it was like we went to a different place, as though we floated off the deck chairs and started drifting upward to the sky. I slid a hand down his back and cupped his hard ass with my hand. It tightened in my hand, and I slid my hand inside the bikini so I could feel his bare ass. His skin was velvety and smooth. He moved his head to the side, taking his lips down to my throat, and he started kissing me at the base. I moaned. It felt incredible, and then he was tracing designs on my throat with his tongue. He tilted his head back. "Come on, stud." He pushed himself up off of me and took me by the hand. "I don't want to do this outside, in case the paparazzi are around. I'm of age now. Come on, can you control yourself and that dick for a few minutes? Let's go up to my room."

My heart sang as he led me up to the bedroom. It was all I could do not to run up the stairs. Blair and I are going to bed together, we're going to be lovers, my dreams are coming true! Once we were inside, he pulled me into a deep kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands grabbed my ass and squeezed. He moved his head down my throat, nibbling on first one nipple, before moving on to the other as my knees buckled. It felt incredible, the pleasure was so intense I didn't know how long I could stand it. He bit down a little harder on the right one, and the shock of the pain along with the pleasure that followed was so much I almost fell down. I gasped out, "Oh God!"

My cock sprang through the waistband of my bikini, and when he got to his knees and took it in his mouth I thought the top of my head would blow off. He teased the head of my dick with his tongue, before running his tongue along the base, and taking my shaved balls into his mouth. I put both hands on his shoulders as I moaned, and looked down through half-open eyes. I looked into his eyes and he closed one eye in a wink as he slid his mouth back up my cock to the tip.

"That's ... so ... good," I gasped out. "My God, Blair, please, don't stop."

He winked again.

And then he took my entire cock in his mouth, all the way down to the base, and I moaned again. My heart was racing, I could hear it pounding in my ears as he slid his mouth back and forth slowly over my cock.

Nothing in my wildest dreams had ever prepared me for this sensation.

My whole body began to tremble.

And he stopped.

He closed his hand over the base of my cock and stood up. "I want you to come inside me, Jeff."

"Anything ... anything you want, Blair," I breathed out between gasps.

"Anything?" he asked, one eyebrow arching upwards. "You better be careful who you say that to, my little prairie boy."

He let go of me and walked over to the bed, stripping out of his bikini on the way. He had no tan lines, his round hard little ass tanned as dark as the rest of him, and when he turned around I saw he'd shaved off his pubic hair. His entire body was smooth as silk, tanned a deep brown, and just beautiful to behold. The definition in his abs, the veins in his arms and shoulders, his muscular legs. I stared at him, wanting to always remember the way he looked as he stood there naked in front of me, and then he beckoned to me.

His own cock was erect, standing straight up along his torso. It was bigger than I would have thought, with a big head and getting thicker as it got closer to the base. He walked over to the nightstand and got out a brown bottle and a clear plastic bottle of Wet. He put them on top, and laid down on the bed, his legs spread. "Come here," he said.

I walked over as he tore open a condom wrapper. He squirted some of the lube inside, and rolled it down over the top of my cock. He squirted more lube on my nowencased dick, and squirted some in his hand. He reached down and lubed up his ass. He opened the brown bottle and inhaled, before offering it to me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Poppers. Don't worry-it won't hurt you."

I inhaled up one nostril, then up the other like he'd done. Suddenly I felt hot, as though the blood had rushed up to the skin everywhere and sweat broke out on my scalp-and at the same time I felt so incredibly horny.

"Fuck me," he whispered. "But go slow at first. I'm not used to guys your size, and you are so fucking big."

All I wanted to do right then and there was shove my cock as far inside of him as it would go. I wanted to touch him everywhere. I wanted to make him feel as incredible as I did, but I did as he asked. I found the opening down there with the head of my cock, and slowly started to work it in. He gasped a little at first, and resisted, but as I worked my way in, his head went back and his eyes closed.

I was about halfway in when he put his hand against my chest to stop me. He inhaled from the bottle again and handed it to me. I inhaled, and as I put the cap back on the bottle I felt him completely relax.

I went all the way in.

His head went back and his mouth opened. "Oh ... my ... God ..."

I started moving back and forth, pulling my cock all the way except for the head before shoving it in as far as I could.

"Oh ... God ... yes ... fuck ... me ....Jeff, please ..."

I started going faster.

His eyes rolled back into his head, and he let out a loud grunt with each penetration.

I could feel it starting within me.

I pounded deeper and faster and harder.

He screamed as come flew out of his cock, his head lolling about as I felt mine go. My entire body stiffened. I was moaning, making noises like an animal as I shot my own load.

We both convulsed, our bodies shaking.

And then it was over.

He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

I leaned down and kissed him.

He peeled the condom off me and wiped himself down with a towel, which he tossed to the floor.

"I want to sleep with your arms around me," he whispered.

We snuggled down into the big bed, his ass against my crotch and my arms around him. I buried my head in the back of his neck.