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Date With Destiny (cheesy title, I know)
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This story is developing nicely. I think it is going to be a favorite if you keep it going the way it's headed now. You've left yourself a lot of room for twists and turns and it sounds like you've thought through a lot of possibilities. Good job!
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Thank you for all of the compliments. Parker is actually the gay one. Trey is bi, and we'll start to see this more in the future.
Date With Destiny
Chapter 5
I spent the rest of that week in a total daze. I was happier than I ever had been, and it was noticeable to virtually all in the household – although they never said anything about it. They seemed to like the improvement.
Trey and I had called each other often since then, but due to busy schedules and family events with Christmas and New Years coming up, we hadn’t been able to see each other since then. We had agreed that we wouldn’t buy each other anything for Christmas this year because we weren’t entirely sure of what to ask from each other. Instead, we decided to make it up to each other in bed.
Three days after Christmas, we set out for our vacation home in Palm City. It took us about 6 hours to get there, but I have to admit: I loved the view of this house. We were looking out onto an artificial lake, and could see the golf course from here also. We weren’t close enough to the beach in order to see or hear anything, but it wasn’t too far away.
New Years Eve however, brought several surprises. My parents had been talking excitedly about attending a party at some incredibly rich friends of theirs. ‘Typical,’ I thought to myself. ‘They would think of ways to climb the social ladder even when we are on vacation.’ Since the couple had their grandchildren visiting, they invited everyone to bring their children. There would definitely be enough space in their house, apparently, so both me and my older sister, Rebekka, would be attending.
Rebekka was 5 years older than me, and was finishing up her masters degree in Psychology. After that, she would go and get her doctorate or something. I wasn’t exactly sure how it would work, but she was at least nice to me during this visit – an unusual occurrence, but I wasn’t about to be the one to complain about it.
We arrived at a large house (borderline mansion) with a view better than ours. I could tell immediately that my parents were slightly irritated that they couldn’t have bought this house. The whole thing reeked of the obscenely rich, and I was dreading having to meet this elderly couple already.
“Don’t look like you don’t want to be here,” muttered Rebekka. “Be polite, and who knows? You might enjoy it.”
“I’m sure I’ll enjoy this party as much as people enjoy getting the plague or the flu,” I shot back.
She rolled her eyes and then ruffled my hair, something that irritated me because I had just gotten it the way I wanted it to be. I was dressed in a polo t-shirt and decent shorts. I had wanted to wear cargo shorts, and had even snuck them into the back of the car so that I would be able to change whenever I got hold of the keys. We walked up to the front door and rung the bell. It was quickly answered by a polite and upbeat older couple.
“Well hello there Dave,” said the man. “Glad to see you could make it.”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world Bill,” responded my dad with a grin.
My mother and the woman who was also at the door exchanged their greetings.
Once we got inside, a boy who looked to be about 14 walked up to the man known as Bill and said, “Grandpa, you might want to move Celine to a different room.”
“Well why is that?” asked Bill, interested. “Everybody loves that puppy.”
“Everyone except for the person who seems to be its personal favorite to pee on,” responded the boy.
Bill and his wife burst out laughing. Then he turned to us and put his hand on the shoulder of the boy. “Dave, Patty,” he said, “this is my second grandson, Michael.”
Michael muttered a quick hello.
I knew that I’d seen him before, but I just couldn’t place where I’d seen him. He actually kind of reminded me of Trey, but there were many differences. Maybe they just looked alike.
That thought went completely out of my head when an infuriated boy about my age walked out of a room not too far away and stalked over to his grandfather.
Through gritted teeth he said, “That dog had better find another room or else I’m going to ship it to some back alley in China.”
His grandfather shot him a look and then smiled. He then turned and introduced us to his first grandson – Trey.
Trey gave a polite smile until he noticed me, and the smile became genuine. Somehow, fate had brought us together, and I most certainly wasn’t going to complain. We quickly got through a few preliminary introductions with the rest of the family, and then we sped off towards a room down the hall.
The room was filled with about eight or nine children and I also noticed two teenagers that appeared to be about our age. From the looks of it, they were twins.
“So,” I said, turning to Trey, “have you had any fun while you’ve been here?”
He rolled his eyes and then said, “Not really. My grandparents’s stupid dog keeps pissing on me.”
I was shocked. Obviously Trey wouldn’t be a dog person after this visit. Luckily for me, I didn’t have any dogs, so that wouldn’t be an issue for us.
At this moment, I was just extremely happy. Trey was here, and the house was huge. I’m sure that there were many empty rooms that we could get into. As if he read my mind, he turned to me and whispered, “We can always go to my room. No one will bother us there.”
I grinned, and we walked out of the room we were in and down the hall. As I walked, I noticed paintings of people on the walls, and occasionally some piece of artwork.
“Who are all of these people?” I asked Trey, and he slowed down.
“These are all of my ancestors. Every Buschmann and ancestor has gotten a painting done of them at some point or another,” he replied. “The artwork that you see in various places on the halls is something that some random person did. My little sister actually has something on a wall somewhere.” He walked forward for a little while more before stopping and pointing at one painting. It depicted a forest in the middle of winter. There was snow on the ground, but in the corner, a ray of sunshine could be seen lighting up the spot in the painting.
“That’s really good,” I said, staring at it. “How old is your sister?”
“She’s ten,” he answered. “I think she did this when she was 7 or 8.”
I took this in as I looked at the painting. Honestly, it looked pretty professional to me, but who knew. There were prodigies all over these days. “That’s… amazing,” I said.
He nodded, and then took my hand, leading the way to the bedroom at the far end of the hall. I could barely see it because it was disguised to look like a part of the wall. As soon as the door closed behind us, he locked it, and as he did so, I wrapped my arms around him. His back pressed against my chest, and I started kissing the side of his neck.
Trey moaned in pleasure, and reached a hand back to run his fingers through my hair. Surprisingly, it didn’t bother me that he did it, even though it had bothered me when Rebekka had done something like it earlier.
After a while, he turned around and began kissing me. Our chests pressed together as we entered into a major lip lock.
After a few minutes of this, he led me to the bed, which I must say was nicer than either of ours. It was a four poster with a translucent canopy. The windows let in the sunlight from outside, and to me, it felt like we were on our own little island away from everybody else.
We lay together for a while before either of us did anything. After a few minutes, Trey got on top of me and started kissing me again. While he did, he ran his hand under my shirt and started sliding his finger around my nipple.
I sat up slightly so that he could take my shirt off. Then I lay back down and resumed the kissing. About 30 seconds later, I began reaching my hands under his shirt, and he paused only for a second to take it off.
We were going pretty fast, but I certainly didn’t mind it. I’d limited myself to releasing only when having sex with Trey, and it’d been 5 agonizing days.
Soon our clothes were scattered through the room and I was laying on top of Trey now. The position of my arms actually pinned his to his sides, meaning he was boxed in. As usual, he began to squirm a little bit.
“What?” I asked. “Do you want to be on top?”
He nodded, and I grabbed onto his arms and turned over, pulling him onto my chest. He then reached over into his bedside table and pulled out some lube. When I gave him a questioning look he just said, “You never know when you’ll need it.”
He started lubing up my dick, and then moved on to his ass. When he was ready, he slowly descended onto my dick.
Once again, I was in heaven. His ass was just as tight as it was the first time. He started moving up and down, riding my dick like a pro, even though it was only his third time (we’d done it again in the bathtub).
I reached out and started stroking his dick as he rode mine. I could tell by the look on his face that he was enjoying it. Hell, I know I was.
His pace became faster until I knew that neither of us was going to last much longer.
“I’m about to cum,” I said, and he nodded, unable to say anything, because he was in the same position.
We both exploded at the same time. His cum made its way all over my chest, and some even made it to my face. I knew that his was all inside his ass, so there wasn’t any need for immediate clean up there.
I used a finger to wipe the cum that had landed on my cheek off. As an afterthought, I put it in my mouth and tasted it. Surprisingly, it wasn’t bad at all. It was kind of sweet and salty at the same time.
He lay forward onto my chest, and kissed me gently on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. There was something comforting about his presence.
“Do you want to take a shower?” he asked, slightly suggestively.
“Absolutely,” I answered, knowing where this was going.
We got out of the bed and went to the bathroom, which was thankfully attached to the room.
Once the temperature was right, we both climbed in and started cleaning ourselves (and each other) up. We kissed a lot during that shower, and I was beginning to think that maybe I wouldn’t break up with him after my required time was up. I actually liked this relationship, and I didn’t think I’d ever want it to end.
Soon, we were climbing out of the shower and getting dressed. Although we wished it could last longer, we knew that if we went too long without being seen, it’d be suspicious.
We walked back out to the party and noticed that the food had been delivered.
Trey turned to me and said, “Would you be adverse to sleeping over tonight if your parents allow it?”
I shook my head. “Not at all,” I replied.
Trey went off to talk to his grandfather before coming back. “He says it’s alright with him. You just need to ask your parents first,” stated Trey happily.
I looked around for my parents and located them next to some snobby-looking couple. I tapped my dad on the shoulder, knowing that he’d say yes.
“Trey asked me if I could sleep over,” I said quietly. “His grandfather has said its okay if you say yes.”
My dad simply shrugged and said, “Sure Parker.”
As soon as I turned away, I smiled broadly. Tonight would be interesting.
Date With Destiny
Chapter 5
I spent the rest of that week in a total daze. I was happier than I ever had been, and it was noticeable to virtually all in the household – although they never said anything about it. They seemed to like the improvement.
Trey and I had called each other often since then, but due to busy schedules and family events with Christmas and New Years coming up, we hadn’t been able to see each other since then. We had agreed that we wouldn’t buy each other anything for Christmas this year because we weren’t entirely sure of what to ask from each other. Instead, we decided to make it up to each other in bed.
Three days after Christmas, we set out for our vacation home in Palm City. It took us about 6 hours to get there, but I have to admit: I loved the view of this house. We were looking out onto an artificial lake, and could see the golf course from here also. We weren’t close enough to the beach in order to see or hear anything, but it wasn’t too far away.
New Years Eve however, brought several surprises. My parents had been talking excitedly about attending a party at some incredibly rich friends of theirs. ‘Typical,’ I thought to myself. ‘They would think of ways to climb the social ladder even when we are on vacation.’ Since the couple had their grandchildren visiting, they invited everyone to bring their children. There would definitely be enough space in their house, apparently, so both me and my older sister, Rebekka, would be attending.
Rebekka was 5 years older than me, and was finishing up her masters degree in Psychology. After that, she would go and get her doctorate or something. I wasn’t exactly sure how it would work, but she was at least nice to me during this visit – an unusual occurrence, but I wasn’t about to be the one to complain about it.
We arrived at a large house (borderline mansion) with a view better than ours. I could tell immediately that my parents were slightly irritated that they couldn’t have bought this house. The whole thing reeked of the obscenely rich, and I was dreading having to meet this elderly couple already.
“Don’t look like you don’t want to be here,” muttered Rebekka. “Be polite, and who knows? You might enjoy it.”
“I’m sure I’ll enjoy this party as much as people enjoy getting the plague or the flu,” I shot back.
She rolled her eyes and then ruffled my hair, something that irritated me because I had just gotten it the way I wanted it to be. I was dressed in a polo t-shirt and decent shorts. I had wanted to wear cargo shorts, and had even snuck them into the back of the car so that I would be able to change whenever I got hold of the keys. We walked up to the front door and rung the bell. It was quickly answered by a polite and upbeat older couple.
“Well hello there Dave,” said the man. “Glad to see you could make it.”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world Bill,” responded my dad with a grin.
My mother and the woman who was also at the door exchanged their greetings.
Once we got inside, a boy who looked to be about 14 walked up to the man known as Bill and said, “Grandpa, you might want to move Celine to a different room.”
“Well why is that?” asked Bill, interested. “Everybody loves that puppy.”
“Everyone except for the person who seems to be its personal favorite to pee on,” responded the boy.
Bill and his wife burst out laughing. Then he turned to us and put his hand on the shoulder of the boy. “Dave, Patty,” he said, “this is my second grandson, Michael.”
Michael muttered a quick hello.
I knew that I’d seen him before, but I just couldn’t place where I’d seen him. He actually kind of reminded me of Trey, but there were many differences. Maybe they just looked alike.
That thought went completely out of my head when an infuriated boy about my age walked out of a room not too far away and stalked over to his grandfather.
Through gritted teeth he said, “That dog had better find another room or else I’m going to ship it to some back alley in China.”
His grandfather shot him a look and then smiled. He then turned and introduced us to his first grandson – Trey.
Trey gave a polite smile until he noticed me, and the smile became genuine. Somehow, fate had brought us together, and I most certainly wasn’t going to complain. We quickly got through a few preliminary introductions with the rest of the family, and then we sped off towards a room down the hall.
The room was filled with about eight or nine children and I also noticed two teenagers that appeared to be about our age. From the looks of it, they were twins.
“So,” I said, turning to Trey, “have you had any fun while you’ve been here?”
He rolled his eyes and then said, “Not really. My grandparents’s stupid dog keeps pissing on me.”
I was shocked. Obviously Trey wouldn’t be a dog person after this visit. Luckily for me, I didn’t have any dogs, so that wouldn’t be an issue for us.
At this moment, I was just extremely happy. Trey was here, and the house was huge. I’m sure that there were many empty rooms that we could get into. As if he read my mind, he turned to me and whispered, “We can always go to my room. No one will bother us there.”
I grinned, and we walked out of the room we were in and down the hall. As I walked, I noticed paintings of people on the walls, and occasionally some piece of artwork.
“Who are all of these people?” I asked Trey, and he slowed down.
“These are all of my ancestors. Every Buschmann and ancestor has gotten a painting done of them at some point or another,” he replied. “The artwork that you see in various places on the halls is something that some random person did. My little sister actually has something on a wall somewhere.” He walked forward for a little while more before stopping and pointing at one painting. It depicted a forest in the middle of winter. There was snow on the ground, but in the corner, a ray of sunshine could be seen lighting up the spot in the painting.
“That’s really good,” I said, staring at it. “How old is your sister?”
“She’s ten,” he answered. “I think she did this when she was 7 or 8.”
I took this in as I looked at the painting. Honestly, it looked pretty professional to me, but who knew. There were prodigies all over these days. “That’s… amazing,” I said.
He nodded, and then took my hand, leading the way to the bedroom at the far end of the hall. I could barely see it because it was disguised to look like a part of the wall. As soon as the door closed behind us, he locked it, and as he did so, I wrapped my arms around him. His back pressed against my chest, and I started kissing the side of his neck.
Trey moaned in pleasure, and reached a hand back to run his fingers through my hair. Surprisingly, it didn’t bother me that he did it, even though it had bothered me when Rebekka had done something like it earlier.
After a while, he turned around and began kissing me. Our chests pressed together as we entered into a major lip lock.
After a few minutes of this, he led me to the bed, which I must say was nicer than either of ours. It was a four poster with a translucent canopy. The windows let in the sunlight from outside, and to me, it felt like we were on our own little island away from everybody else.
We lay together for a while before either of us did anything. After a few minutes, Trey got on top of me and started kissing me again. While he did, he ran his hand under my shirt and started sliding his finger around my nipple.
I sat up slightly so that he could take my shirt off. Then I lay back down and resumed the kissing. About 30 seconds later, I began reaching my hands under his shirt, and he paused only for a second to take it off.
We were going pretty fast, but I certainly didn’t mind it. I’d limited myself to releasing only when having sex with Trey, and it’d been 5 agonizing days.
Soon our clothes were scattered through the room and I was laying on top of Trey now. The position of my arms actually pinned his to his sides, meaning he was boxed in. As usual, he began to squirm a little bit.
“What?” I asked. “Do you want to be on top?”
He nodded, and I grabbed onto his arms and turned over, pulling him onto my chest. He then reached over into his bedside table and pulled out some lube. When I gave him a questioning look he just said, “You never know when you’ll need it.”
He started lubing up my dick, and then moved on to his ass. When he was ready, he slowly descended onto my dick.
Once again, I was in heaven. His ass was just as tight as it was the first time. He started moving up and down, riding my dick like a pro, even though it was only his third time (we’d done it again in the bathtub).
I reached out and started stroking his dick as he rode mine. I could tell by the look on his face that he was enjoying it. Hell, I know I was.
His pace became faster until I knew that neither of us was going to last much longer.
“I’m about to cum,” I said, and he nodded, unable to say anything, because he was in the same position.
We both exploded at the same time. His cum made its way all over my chest, and some even made it to my face. I knew that his was all inside his ass, so there wasn’t any need for immediate clean up there.
I used a finger to wipe the cum that had landed on my cheek off. As an afterthought, I put it in my mouth and tasted it. Surprisingly, it wasn’t bad at all. It was kind of sweet and salty at the same time.
He lay forward onto my chest, and kissed me gently on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. There was something comforting about his presence.
“Do you want to take a shower?” he asked, slightly suggestively.
“Absolutely,” I answered, knowing where this was going.
We got out of the bed and went to the bathroom, which was thankfully attached to the room.
Once the temperature was right, we both climbed in and started cleaning ourselves (and each other) up. We kissed a lot during that shower, and I was beginning to think that maybe I wouldn’t break up with him after my required time was up. I actually liked this relationship, and I didn’t think I’d ever want it to end.
Soon, we were climbing out of the shower and getting dressed. Although we wished it could last longer, we knew that if we went too long without being seen, it’d be suspicious.
We walked back out to the party and noticed that the food had been delivered.
Trey turned to me and said, “Would you be adverse to sleeping over tonight if your parents allow it?”
I shook my head. “Not at all,” I replied.
Trey went off to talk to his grandfather before coming back. “He says it’s alright with him. You just need to ask your parents first,” stated Trey happily.
I looked around for my parents and located them next to some snobby-looking couple. I tapped my dad on the shoulder, knowing that he’d say yes.
“Trey asked me if I could sleep over,” I said quietly. “His grandfather has said its okay if you say yes.”
My dad simply shrugged and said, “Sure Parker.”
As soon as I turned away, I smiled broadly. Tonight would be interesting.
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Thanks William, excellent chapter.
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Great story.
Looking forward to more.
Pity about the spoiler.
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Looking forward to more.
Pity about the spoiler.
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wow dude i've just read all the capters, and i have to say that i loved it, its such an original story, and im kind of adicted to it, im really looking for more, ill be waiting here, for the next chapter, CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!
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Okay, just to let you guys know, since I'm back at school and all, I haven't had much time to write, but I will try to update as much as possible. It just may take a little longer. lol. Anyways, thanks for all of the positive reviews.
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I am not a big fan of such unlikely coincidences as having Trey be the grandson of unknown NYE hosts, but you've made the story strong enough to get me past that. I've invested in the characters enough to keep reading. So good job!
Writing is demanding. You obviously take some care with yours, which makes it even more demanding. Studies first, sex second, and then write us another chapter or two. If you can work it out so that you can have the sex and study, or sex and writing, at the same time, that's OK, too. Thanks.
Writing is demanding. You obviously take some care with yours, which makes it even more demanding. Studies first, sex second, and then write us another chapter or two. If you can work it out so that you can have the sex and study, or sex and writing, at the same time, that's OK, too. Thanks.
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Yeah, the funny thing is, something like this has actually happened to me in real life. Me and a very good friend of mine got together at some party that my grandparents threw because my granparents knew his parents, and it was just one of those 'it must be a sign from god' things. I kind of based the experience on what happened to me at the party my grandparents held last new years.
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OK. To show how humbled I am by this, I'll play the fool in your next chapter. This just goes to show that life is stranger than fiction.
I can't help but notice you say "kind of based the experience on what happened . . ." I can only hope the resulting liaison between you and your "very good friend" was as satisfying as Trey & Parker's.
Regardless, I'll now wait patiently and silently for your story to resume.
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Unfortunately, it wasn't. He couldn't sleep over, but I still had 'fun'. lol. I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, but school and other things have gotten in the way. However, here is the next chapter. Enjoy!
Date With Destiny
Chapter 6
Later than night, Trey led me back to his room, and as soon as the door was locked, we both began kissing again. Although the sex earlier had been amazing, I wondered what he would try now.
We slowly began to move towards the bed, and eventually fell on it. He was laying on top of my chest (his favorite position), and resumed kissing me until I flipped over on top of him.
I grinned as he shot me a dirty look before smirking. I wrapped him up in my arms, preventing him from moving and I started kissing his neck. ‘You know,’ I thought to myself, ‘handcuffs would be a pretty hot investment.’
He moaned as I kissed his neck and moved around to his Adam’s apple. Trey started squirming in my arms and I knew that he was going to be in a frenzy before long. I started moving up the other side of his neck and continued kissing.
Finally, he managed to break free and twisted it so that he was on top of me. He pressed his lips against mine, and his tongue moved into my mouth. He kiss was hot… passionate… intense. I knew that something was up.
He pulled away and looked me deep in the eyes. “Parker,” he said slowly, thinking out his words. “Do you want to try something new tonight? Something different from what we normally do?”
I was too stunned to truly grasp the meaning of what he truly meant. “Like, another position?” I asked dumbly.
“Sort of,” he said, and then he started moving his hands down my shirt. Suddenly it sank in. “Holy shit!” I exclaimed, moving away. There was no way I was going to do what I thought he wanted to do.
He grinned slightly at my reaction. “At last,” he stated, “the truth sinks in.”
“I’m not ready for that,” I responded. “I don’t even know how…”
He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I’ll show you.” He lifted my shirt back and began kissing down my chest.
I moaned in pleasure. As he did this, he unbuckled my shorts. I raised myself a few inches to allow him to remove them – which he did in one swift movement, taking the boxers with him. I quickly lifted my shirt over my head and let him do his thing.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me over towards the edge of the bed before grabbing the lube.
“Alright, this is going to feel really weird, and might even hurt just a bit, but when I put a finger in your ass, you’re going to need to try to let it ease in” he instructed.
“Like I’m trying to take a shit?” I asked bluntly.
He smirked. “Something like that, although if you do actually take one I’ll personally shove it right back up there.”
My eyes widened at this. There was a seriousness in his face that made me think that he wasn’t kidding.
I felt something wet touch my hole and I shook slightly. I wasn’t an uncomfortable sensation, just weird – alien. Suddenly, I felt something trying to invade my ass, and I immediately clenched up.
“Relax Parker,” soothed Trey. “It won’t hurt much at all. All you have to do is get used to it.”
I tried relaxing a bit, and the finger slowly made its way in. It was uncomfortable, yet slightly erotic and hot at the same time.
Trey slowly moved the finger in and out of my ass, trying to get me used to it. Just when I thought I could handle it, he slid in another finger.
Although I knew that it was going to happen, I hadn’t expected it so soon. I tightened for a second or two, but then loosened up. It was actually starting to feel good. My dick was slowly hardening, and I knew that Trey certainly wasn’t soft inside his jeans.
Finally, he took out his fingers, and stripped in a matter of seconds. He lubed up his rock solid cock and placed himself at my entrance.
Before he pushed in, he leaned over me and placed his lips to mine. I relaxed into the kiss before I felt something long and hard pushing into my ass.
‘That little fucker,’ I thought to myself as I was invaded, ‘he tricked me.’ That was quickly replaced by nothing but sensations as my ass was penetrated in full by Trey. It was pleasure and pain mixed into one.
I lay my head back on the bed and let out a loud moan. Sure, getting fucked was slightly uncomfortable, but Trey’s dick was well on its way to making itself right at home. He took my legs and placed them on his shoulders to allow himself easy access as he slowly pushed in.
Soon, after it was all the way in, he started pulling out, and then pushing back in. Eventually he built up a rhythm.
I was in heaven when he started hitting my prostate, which was causing me to moan quite often. I grabbed my now solid cock and started jerking myself off in time to Trey’s thrusts. I could almost feel him getting close to the edge, and I wasn’t too far behind.
The whole sensation was bliss to me. Trey’s cock was hitting my prostate time after time, and I had never felt so good before. It felt so… right, I guess – like I’d been waiting for this and didn’t know that I was.
Trey’s thrusts into my ass started growing faster and more frantic as he neared his orgasm. I was trying as hard as I could to make my own cock last longer; however, I sprayed all over myself.
I could tell that Trey enjoyed this, because almost as soon as I came, I felt a weird sensation in my ass as he shot his load. It was as though there was now an extra coating of warm liquid in there.
We remained in our position for a minute or so before Trey pulled out and lay down on top of me.
He kissed me gently on the lips, taking the initiative since I was too worn out to do it. I knew that the night was about over, and that we’d need to take another shower, but I just wanted this moment to stay this way forever.
I’d just been fucked – something that I had never really thought was going to happen to me – and I loved it. I was with the only guy that I’d ever done anything with, and I didn’t want to part from him, ever.
I was beginning to realize that Trey was better for me than my past girlfriends had been. They all wanted me to buy them things and to have sex with me. We’d never really had too many deep conversations, and they weren’t all that smart. With Trey, I’d found someone who almost took offense at me buying him too much stuff. He wanted me for me. Even though it had started out as a bet, I was beginning to think that I was going to carry this on way past the year mark.
We eventually untangled ourselves and made our way to the bathroom. After a quick shower (we were both too tired to actually do anything more than grope in certain places and make out), we both dried off and collapsed on the bed, underneath the sheets.
Trey fell asleep first, which was hardly a surprise as he valued his sleep. I nodded off feeling safe with him there in my arms. I felt his chest rise and fall with each breath, and it had a soothing effect. I closed my eyes.
When I next opened them, it was morning. I looked down at Trey who didn’t seem to have moved much that night. Then my gaze rose to the door, where I saw that we weren’t alone in the room.
My sister stood there, gazing at us with a slight smirk.
“Wow Parker,” said Rebekka softly, “I never had you pegged as the gay type.”
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Haha, cliffie, I know.
Date With Destiny
Chapter 6
Later than night, Trey led me back to his room, and as soon as the door was locked, we both began kissing again. Although the sex earlier had been amazing, I wondered what he would try now.
We slowly began to move towards the bed, and eventually fell on it. He was laying on top of my chest (his favorite position), and resumed kissing me until I flipped over on top of him.
I grinned as he shot me a dirty look before smirking. I wrapped him up in my arms, preventing him from moving and I started kissing his neck. ‘You know,’ I thought to myself, ‘handcuffs would be a pretty hot investment.’
He moaned as I kissed his neck and moved around to his Adam’s apple. Trey started squirming in my arms and I knew that he was going to be in a frenzy before long. I started moving up the other side of his neck and continued kissing.
Finally, he managed to break free and twisted it so that he was on top of me. He pressed his lips against mine, and his tongue moved into my mouth. He kiss was hot… passionate… intense. I knew that something was up.
He pulled away and looked me deep in the eyes. “Parker,” he said slowly, thinking out his words. “Do you want to try something new tonight? Something different from what we normally do?”
I was too stunned to truly grasp the meaning of what he truly meant. “Like, another position?” I asked dumbly.
“Sort of,” he said, and then he started moving his hands down my shirt. Suddenly it sank in. “Holy shit!” I exclaimed, moving away. There was no way I was going to do what I thought he wanted to do.
He grinned slightly at my reaction. “At last,” he stated, “the truth sinks in.”
“I’m not ready for that,” I responded. “I don’t even know how…”
He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I’ll show you.” He lifted my shirt back and began kissing down my chest.
I moaned in pleasure. As he did this, he unbuckled my shorts. I raised myself a few inches to allow him to remove them – which he did in one swift movement, taking the boxers with him. I quickly lifted my shirt over my head and let him do his thing.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me over towards the edge of the bed before grabbing the lube.
“Alright, this is going to feel really weird, and might even hurt just a bit, but when I put a finger in your ass, you’re going to need to try to let it ease in” he instructed.
“Like I’m trying to take a shit?” I asked bluntly.
He smirked. “Something like that, although if you do actually take one I’ll personally shove it right back up there.”
My eyes widened at this. There was a seriousness in his face that made me think that he wasn’t kidding.
I felt something wet touch my hole and I shook slightly. I wasn’t an uncomfortable sensation, just weird – alien. Suddenly, I felt something trying to invade my ass, and I immediately clenched up.
“Relax Parker,” soothed Trey. “It won’t hurt much at all. All you have to do is get used to it.”
I tried relaxing a bit, and the finger slowly made its way in. It was uncomfortable, yet slightly erotic and hot at the same time.
Trey slowly moved the finger in and out of my ass, trying to get me used to it. Just when I thought I could handle it, he slid in another finger.
Although I knew that it was going to happen, I hadn’t expected it so soon. I tightened for a second or two, but then loosened up. It was actually starting to feel good. My dick was slowly hardening, and I knew that Trey certainly wasn’t soft inside his jeans.
Finally, he took out his fingers, and stripped in a matter of seconds. He lubed up his rock solid cock and placed himself at my entrance.
Before he pushed in, he leaned over me and placed his lips to mine. I relaxed into the kiss before I felt something long and hard pushing into my ass.
‘That little fucker,’ I thought to myself as I was invaded, ‘he tricked me.’ That was quickly replaced by nothing but sensations as my ass was penetrated in full by Trey. It was pleasure and pain mixed into one.
I lay my head back on the bed and let out a loud moan. Sure, getting fucked was slightly uncomfortable, but Trey’s dick was well on its way to making itself right at home. He took my legs and placed them on his shoulders to allow himself easy access as he slowly pushed in.
Soon, after it was all the way in, he started pulling out, and then pushing back in. Eventually he built up a rhythm.
I was in heaven when he started hitting my prostate, which was causing me to moan quite often. I grabbed my now solid cock and started jerking myself off in time to Trey’s thrusts. I could almost feel him getting close to the edge, and I wasn’t too far behind.
The whole sensation was bliss to me. Trey’s cock was hitting my prostate time after time, and I had never felt so good before. It felt so… right, I guess – like I’d been waiting for this and didn’t know that I was.
Trey’s thrusts into my ass started growing faster and more frantic as he neared his orgasm. I was trying as hard as I could to make my own cock last longer; however, I sprayed all over myself.
I could tell that Trey enjoyed this, because almost as soon as I came, I felt a weird sensation in my ass as he shot his load. It was as though there was now an extra coating of warm liquid in there.
We remained in our position for a minute or so before Trey pulled out and lay down on top of me.
He kissed me gently on the lips, taking the initiative since I was too worn out to do it. I knew that the night was about over, and that we’d need to take another shower, but I just wanted this moment to stay this way forever.
I’d just been fucked – something that I had never really thought was going to happen to me – and I loved it. I was with the only guy that I’d ever done anything with, and I didn’t want to part from him, ever.
I was beginning to realize that Trey was better for me than my past girlfriends had been. They all wanted me to buy them things and to have sex with me. We’d never really had too many deep conversations, and they weren’t all that smart. With Trey, I’d found someone who almost took offense at me buying him too much stuff. He wanted me for me. Even though it had started out as a bet, I was beginning to think that I was going to carry this on way past the year mark.
We eventually untangled ourselves and made our way to the bathroom. After a quick shower (we were both too tired to actually do anything more than grope in certain places and make out), we both dried off and collapsed on the bed, underneath the sheets.
Trey fell asleep first, which was hardly a surprise as he valued his sleep. I nodded off feeling safe with him there in my arms. I felt his chest rise and fall with each breath, and it had a soothing effect. I closed my eyes.
When I next opened them, it was morning. I looked down at Trey who didn’t seem to have moved much that night. Then my gaze rose to the door, where I saw that we weren’t alone in the room.
My sister stood there, gazing at us with a slight smirk.
“Wow Parker,” said Rebekka softly, “I never had you pegged as the gay type.”
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Haha, cliffie, I know.
Craiger
JUB Addict
Why do sisters always have to do that...lol How the hell did she get in there?
Good to see you back writing. Hope to read the next chapter soon.
Craiger
Good to see you back writing. Hope to read the next chapter soon.
Craiger
