Kyrinen stared up at the bright lights shining in the night sky. They glistened like translucent crystals, each one brighter than the other. He was spellbound by the night lights. All his life, Kyrinen’s mother had told him endless stories about the stars, each one more fascinating than the last one.
Kyrinen couldn’t remember a time when the stars hadn’t held a special place in his heart. When he was scared or upset he would come outside and look into the night sky at the stars, knowing that he could find solace in them. And he did.
Wherever he was he could always look into the night sky and see his stars. They were always there, as if they were waiting just for Kyrinen to look up and see them. And he did, as often as he possibly could.
Tonight, as Kyrinen gazed deep into the stars, he had a special reason for looking at them. He had a special wish to make—a very special request. Fixing his gaze on the brightest star he could find Kyrinen began to make his wish…
“Star bright, star light, grant this wish I make tonight. Make me a man who’s strong with might. Make him tall with great big shoulders, with a belly of a laugh, and arms as big as boulders. Give him courage, honor, and a heart full of love. Make him wise and really smart; give him all of this, every little part. Make him mine, sent from the stars up above. I wish I may, I wish I might, please, be granted this wish I make tonight.”
Kyrinen squeezed his eyes really tight, sending every bit of feeling he could into his wish. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked up at the stars again. Kyrinen's mouth fell open in amazement when he saw a star falling from the sky. His wish had been granted, he just knew it had.
Jumping to his feet, Kyrinen ran towards his little yellow one story house. Stopping at the porch he looked back one last time. “Thank you for granting my wish.” The stars seemed to twinkle as he heard a soft voice in his head.
Five year old Kyrinen’s smile was enormous when he heard the voice. Now he was positive his wish had been granted. He wasn’t alone anymore. He had a friend in the stars.
“When are you going to be here?” he asked as he bounced from foot to foot, excited that his wish had actually come true.
“I will always be here for you.”
Kyrinen shook his head, his dark auburn hair hitting against his shoulders. “No, that’s not what I meant. When can I see you?”
Kyrinen heard a light chuckle then the voice spoke again.
“When you need me.”
Kyrinen was a little confused but he figured that the man in the stars knew more about these wish things than he did. “Okay, but don’t take too long.” Waving to the stars, he turned to go inside. “I have to go in now. It’s almost my bedtime. Goodnight.”
Kyrinen could almost feel the smile the starman gave him.
Again the voice in his head spoke. "Goodnight, little Kyrinen.”
Opening the screen door, Kyrinen ran inside yelling for his mother. “Mama, Mama! I did it, I did it.” Running into the kitchen he found his mother washing the dinner dishes. “Mama, I did it!”
The small blond haired woman turned with a smile to look her at excited son. “What did you do, pumpkin?”
Kyrinen jumped into his mother's waiting arms, his excitement almost more than he could stand. He couldn't wait for his mother to sit down and cradle him in her lap as she always did when he had something to say.
“What did you do, honey?”
Kyrinen’s smile could have lit up the room. “I wished on a star and my wish came true.”
Helen smiled down at him as she stroked a hand down the back of Kyrinen's head. “Oh? And what did you wish for?”
Kyrinen sat up very strait, very proud of himself. He knew his mother would be very proud of his wish too. “I wished for a man and I got one.”
Helen’s eyes darted around the room in fright. “What man?” Standing up quickly, she stood Kyrinen on the floor beside her. “Where is this man, Kyrinen? Is he outside?” she asked, her voice becoming frantic. She let go of Kyrinen and started for the front room.
“No, Mama. He’s not here yet.”
"I like this position," Kyrinen said carefully. "But I do not top."
Haq looked confused for a moment and then he started laughing. "Are you saying you like cock in your ass, tnúth."
"Not to worry, tnúth," Haq said as he rolled Kyrinen beneath him. "I don't bottom."
"You still have too many clothes on."
Kyrinen grinned and he shed his clothes as fast as his fingers would move. Within moments, he was lying on the bed on his back, stark ass naked.
Kyrinen rolled to the side of the bed and reached into his nightstand for the bottle of lube and box of condoms he kept there. He was a little embarrassed that he was handing over a brand new box of condoms and a nearly empty bottle of lube. He had spent a lot of time alone lately.
"Assume the position, tnúth," Haq said as he squirted lube out on his fingers.
Kyrinen all too eagerly rolled to his hands and knees and presented his ass to Haq. He was so aroused right then that he was pretty sure a stiff wind would send him over the edge. The waiting was excruciating.
"This ass is a work of art, tnúth."
Kyrinen almost squealed when he felt Haq's large hand move along his flank then up over the curve of his ass. It wasn't exactly what he wanted but he wasn't complaining. He had Haq's hand on him.
"Oh gods," Kyrinen shouted, clenching the sheets beneath his hand when he felt Haq's tongue rake across his ass. He felt Haq's teeth lightly sink into him. Then Haq's tongue rimmed his aching hole. Kyrinen collapsed. The sensation was just too much. He'd heard of rimming but he'd never felt it before.
"Get your ass back up here," Haq growled. "I'm not done with you yet."
Even Haq's deep growl felt exquisite. Kyrinen's limbs trembled as he climbed back to his hands and knees and presented his ass to Haq once again. He was so glad he waxed on a regular basis.
He felt Haq's tongue lick around his tight opening then felt one lubed finger sink into his ass. Kyrinen started pushing back against the hard intrusion before Haq even had time to use his finger.
It really had been a long time since Kyrinen had had anything in his ass but his own fingers and a few toys. His last boyfriend was over two years ago, and they had broke up after two weeks. Since then, Kyrinen had been making do with himself.
This was much better.
Kyrinen keened softly when a second finger sank into his ass. Haq had deliciously large fingers. They were just thick enough to not hurt but leave a bit of a burn, letting Kyrinen know exactly what they were doing every damn time they did it.
"Haq!" Kyrinen cried out when another finger impaled him. The burn was getting bigger but so was the pleasure.
"That’s it, tnúth, scream out my name," Haq said. "I want to hear your pleasure."
Kyrinen had no problem with that. Besides the fact that he had been accused of being a screamer more than once, Haq was ripping the sounds from Kyrinen's trembling body. Kyrinen's cock was so hard he was afraid it would break, and his balls were trying to explode.
"Haq, please," Kyrinen whimpered. He was afraid he was going to come too early, and wouldn't that be embarrassing. But it was also a very real possibility. He ached so much he could barely breathe.
"What do you want, tnúth?" Haq's fingers pulled free of Kyrinen's ass so fast he barely knew they were gone before he was flipped over onto his back, his legs shoved up to his chest, and the blunt head of Haq's cock press against his tight opening. "Is this what my tnúth wants?"
"Yesss!" Kyrinen hissed as he tried to push down and impale himself on Haq's cock.
Haq was suddenly leaning over Kyrinen, his lips next to Kyrinen's ear. "Do you want my cock in your ass, Kyrinen? Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes," Kyrinen whimpered.
"I can't hear you."
"Yes!" Kyrinen shouted.
"Do you accept my seed into your body, Kyrinen? Do you give yourself into my keeping for all time?" Haq asked. "To care for you and see to your safety? To provide for you and keep you till the end of my days? Do you give into my keeping all that you are, knowing that you take the same from me?"
"Yes, Haq!" Kyrinen cried out. Then Haq's actual words sank into his lust fogged brain and he frowned. "Wait, wha—aahh!" He screamed as Haq rammed forward, sinking into his ass as far as their bodies would allow.
Kyrinen grabbed onto Haq's arms, panting heavily as the man started moving, slowly at first then with increasing speed with each thrust. The pressure building inside of Kyrinen was almost more than he could take. No one had ever fucked him like Haq was doing.
No one had ever filled him like Haq was. It felt like the man's cock was getting thicker, longer, with each thrust. It was pure ecstasy. Haq's cock scrapped against Kyrinen's sweet spot with every movement, both in and out.
Haq grinned. He grabbed Kyrinen's hips and pulled him up farther. Kyrinen felt like he was being impaled on a two by four. Haq's cock was becoming so thick, the man could barely move. Or was that Kyrinen's imagination?
"Haq, wha—it feels like—oh gods!" Kyrinen cried out when Haq lifted him up until He straddled the man's thighs. Kyrinen sank down onto Haq's cock, his breath rushing from his lungs as he realized Haq's cock had grown in size. He was shocked that something so big fit into his ass.
Haq's hands grabbed him under his ass and started lifting him then dropping him back down. Kyrinen's head dropped back on his shoulders and his eyes slid closed as ecstasy unlike anything he had ever felt before filled every cell in his body.
"So beautiful, my tnúth."
Kyrinen opened his eyes to see Haw's face right in front of him. "Haq," he whispered.
"Come for me, tnúth," Haq whispered. "I want to feel you come on my cock."
Kyrinen kept his eyes locked with Haq's as the mounting pressure in his body exploded and his entire body went up into flames. He saw Haq's eyes darkened to a deep glowing sea blue then Haq's arms tightened around him as hot liquid shot into his ass.
Haq groaned loudly as he buried his face in Kyrinen's neck. Kyrinen reached up and stroked his hands through Haq's dark hair and down his sweaty neck. He could feel Haq's heart beating rapidly against his where their chests pressed together.