Chapter 8
Dinner at Nick’s House
We were still on the couch holding each other when Mrs. Weatherly arrived home again. She said hello and then went in the kitchen to begin preparing dinner. As the Airplane! came to a conclusion, I felt it necessary to speak up about something that was bothering me.
“Nicky?”
“Yeah Sean?”
“What’s going to happen when we go back to school on Monday?”
“We’re coming out. I thought we had that settled.”
“I know that, but how?”
Nick paused for a second. “I’m not sure. I guess I just sort of figured we’d walk into school together and play it by ear.”
“But Nicky, what about all your friends, the other football players? What will they say?”
He laughed. “I actually know for a fact that at least 3 of them are gay, too. They’re just in the closet. And if anyone does try anything, I’ll whoop ‘em. Nothing is going to get between us, Sean. Nothing.”
I thought about that, then decided that I sort of liked that. I pulled him to me and kissed him tenderly and lovingly.
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Mrs. Weatherly us in for dinner. I think I was just expecting something simple, like chicken and rice. Instead, I entered the dining room to find a fully set table. Aromatic scented candles were lit throughout the room. A glass of wine was poured for each of us, and laid before us was stuffed shells, marinated chicken, biscotti, tossed salad, and some sort of whipped cream desert. I was a bit stunned by it all/
“Mrs. Weatherly, my God you didn’t have to do all this. I...”
Nicky stopped me with a finger pressed to my lips. “Don’t even bother, Sean. This isn’t anything special. This is how we’ve always eaten dinner. Believe me, when it comes to dinnertime, there’s no frozen food or leftovers in this family.”
I turned to Nick’s mom. “Really, Mrs. Weatherly?”
She laughed. “Well, I suppose it’s just my upbringing. My mama and papa would always make their meals so special for me, and now I get to do it for my boy. And please, enough with the ‘Mrs. Weatherly’ nonsense. From now on, call me Sophia.”
“Sure thing, Sophia.”
We said grace, then dug in. I have to say, the chicken and stuffed shells were absolutely fabulous. I had never had biscotti before, and it wasn’t really my favourite part of the meal, but it certainly wasn’t terrible, either.
I didn’t think I’d have any room for desert, but once I tasted it, I decided I’d better make room. I had never tasted anything like it. It was a wonderful concoction of Oreo cookies, ice cream, chocolate sauce, caramel, graham crackers, whipped cream, and crushed pecans. Needless to say, it was absolutely delectable.
After we were finished, I thanked Sophia for the wonderful meal, and then Nick and I went to his room. We decided to play some video games. I was in the middle of a battle on Soul Caliber, when I felt his hand start rubbing my crotch.
“Now now, Nicky. If you keep that up, I won’t be able to concentrate on the game.”
“I don’t care about the game. I want you.”
Well, I guess I didn’t particularly care about the game, either. I paused it and turned around to kiss my lover. He brought his hand around my back and picked me up onto the bed with him. I began to unzip his pants.
“Well well well. Do you have something in mind?” He asked.
“I think I’d like to try out that ‘rimming’ thing you did to me earlier.”
“Ooooh! By all means, don’t let me stop you.”
I didn’t. I carefully removed all his clothes and mine. And brought my face down to his asshole. I was a little tentative at first, but I knew how great it felt for me, and I wanted Nicky to feel just as good. Besides, if he could do it, I could do it. I licked his pucker, and he immediately moaned and shivered with glee. I knew then that he wanted this, and so did I. I then dug in with full force, licking around the outer edge playfully.
“Oh God, Sean! Whatever you’re doing, keep it up!”
I did as I was told, licking around the edge and pushing my tongue forward. He responded by bucking backwards and moaning in pleasure. With that I began to tongue-fuck him in the same fashion he did to me, and I reached in so far as to find his prostate.
He yelped. “Oh shit! Oh God! Fuck me Sean! Please, please fuck me!”
I’d do anything to please him. I pulled my lips off his ass and replaced them with my dick.
“Are you sure that’s what you want, Nicky?”
“Oh God, yes! Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaassssssseeeeeee!”
With that, I pushed inward, and began rocking my hips back and forth. I started out slow, as usual, but when I heard no grunts of pain from Nick, I began to go faster.
“Oh God, yeah! Oh, Sean! Harder! Harder!”
I fucked him harder and faster. He reached his hand around and pushed me in to him even harder. Meanwhile, his asslips were working their magic on my shaft. I felt like I might shoot any time.
Just when I started to really slam into him, pounding his eager bottom for all it was worth, I began to feel the telltale signs of impending climax.
“Do you want to eat my load, Nicky? Do you want to taste my jizz?”
“Oh God, yes. Feed me your cream, Sean!”
At that I pulled out and moved toward his mouth. I began to shoot a bit too early and the first shot of spooge spewed outward and onto his chin. He wrapped his lips around my dick as the rest of my orgasm flowed into his hungry mouth, and he swallowed it all.
Afterwards, I licked my jism from his chin and we kissed and cuddled and hugged for several hours.
We never did get back to the video games.
To be continued...