School daze

[bs29697]

Hoping you are doing well

Brian

 

[IceColdLover]

Saturday's Alright for Fucking

Sunrise peeks over the horizon on Saturday morning. Rays of sunlight shine through Mr. Brittain's bedroom window. He awakes, still half-sleepy, with Al in his arms. "Good morning", Mr. Brittain whispers in Al's ear, kissing his neck. Al wakes up, inhaling the first morning breath. "Good morning", Al responds. "Did you sleep good?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Mmm hmm", Al mumbles. Mr. Brittain kisses Al's neck and cheek some more. "Let's get cleaned up and have breakfast", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Both men slowly get out of bed. Mr. Brittain walks into the bathroom and turns the shower on. He takes Al by the hand and walks him towards the bathtub. They both step in and shut the shower curtain. Steam begins to fill the bathroom. Mr. Brittain takes Al by the face and kisses his lips. He then turns Al around, taking out a bar of soap and rubbing it across his shoulders. Al sighs, feeling the hot water wash over his skin and Mr. Brittain caressing him. Mr. Brittain takes a soapy washcloth and scrubs Al's neck, shoulders and arms. Soap runs down Al's chest and back. Mr. Brittain moves down and scrubs Al's back and around the front to his chest and stomach. Al leans his head back and feels relaxed with Mr. Brittain washing his body. He turns around and eyes Mr. Brittain. Taking another soapy washcloth, Al rubs it across Mr. Brittain's chest, stomach and arms. Mr. Brittain feels increasingly aroused. Soap runs down his body and to his muscly legs. Al turns Mr. Brittain around and washes his back, feeling how powerful it is. Suds wash down Mr. Brittain's buttcrack. Al takes the washcloth and runs it over Mr. Brittain's thick buttocks. Mr. Brittain's cock slowly grows. He turns around and Al wrings out the washcloth, adding more soap before rubbing it against Mr. Brittain's crotch. Mr. Brittain inhales deeply. He takes a bottle of shampoo and pours some in the palm of his hand. Al leans his head forward to let Mr. Brittain scrub his hair. He also takes a glob of shampoo and washes Mr. Brittain's hair. Mr. Brittain takes the detachable shower head and rinses Al's hair and body off. The warm water feels so relaxing. Both men take the rest of their shower time scrubbing down and rinsing each other off, then embracing and sharing a deep, warm kiss. Once done, Mr. Brittain shuts the faucet off and grabs a towel for Al. He steps out and dries off while Mr. Brittain grabs another towel to dry himself off. "Here's a new toothbrush if you need to brush your teeth", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al takes the toothbrush and wets it before putting toothpaste on it. He brushes his teeth while Mr. Brittain puts deodorant on under his armpits. The steamy room begins to smell like mint and pine. "Do you want breakfast?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Sure. I haven't eaten in days it seems.", Al replies.

Mr. Brittain steps out into the kitchen and prepares breakfast while Al sits at the dinner table, both still clad in their towels. "What would you like?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Anything with meat", Al replies. Mr. Brittain smiles, then turns to grab bacon and eggs out of the refrigerator. "Do you have any more orange juice?", Al asks. "Yes, let me pour you some", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al sips the juice and thinks about today's plans. "So what do you want to do today?", Al asks. "Nothing too big. I honestly feel lazy today.", Mr. Brittain replies. "Me too", Al exclaims. As Mr. Brittain cooks breakfast, Al turns on the TV to watch the news. "Good morning. Police are looking for suspects in the beating of three students who were attacked Thursday afternoon. Authorities are looking for two white males who accosted the group after 3:15 PM, leaving each of the three young men bloodied and hospitalized. The taller suspect is described as white, 6'2, 175 lbs, with red hair and brown eyes. The shorter suspect is described as white, 5'11, 150 lbs, with brown hair and brown eyes. The identities of the victims have not been released, but police tell us that the three men are expected to recover from their injuries. If you have any information, please call your local law enforcement agency." Al is shocked to see Thursday's event on the local news. "Do you know anything about that?", Mr. Brittain asks. Al appears nervous. "I can't lie to you. My friend Jake and I confronted Chris and two of his friends for their abuse of me. I had to stop Jake from seriously harming Chris. He was going to kill him.", Al replies. "So Jake is the guy you're seeing", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Yes, and he also was the one who beat up Tim for assaulting me.", Al replies. "I see", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I hope you're not mad at me and won't turn me in", Al exclaims. "No, but you are getting in deep and need to come clean about what happened.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "How?", Al asks. "Monday morning. Before you get caught, tell them what happened and why. The rest you will have to handle yourself.", Mr. Brittain says. "I know you are right, but I am scared of being retaliated against", Al exclaims. "I will back you up", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I appreciate that", Al responds. Breakfast is finished and Mr. Brittain scoops out a plate of food for Al to eat. Al puts salt and pepper on his eggs and takes a few bites. "Taste good?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Mmm hmm", Al replies. "I'm going to go wash your clothes for you", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al responds. Al finishes up his breakfast plate and goes to lay on the couch.

As Mr. Brittain does laundry, Al's cell phone rings. He picks it up and it's Jake. "Hey, Al, happy belated Thanksgiving. How are you?", Jake asks. "Hey, Jake. I'm fine.", Al responds. "Yeah? What are you doing today?", Jake asks. "Hanging out", Al replies. "Oh? Where are you at? I want to see you.", Jake exclaims. "I'm hanging out with a friend this weekend", Al exclaims. "Oh", Jake exclaims in a slightly disappointed tone. "Don't be down, I'll see you soon", Al exclaims. "When?", Jake asks. "Maybe tomorrow", Al replies. "Let me know", Jake exclaims. "I will. What are you doing today in the meantime?", Al asks. "Jerking off", Jake exclaims. Al smiles. "Ha ha, okay", Al exclaims. "Wish you were here sucking my cock", Jake exclaims. "Soon before you know it", Al exclaims. "I'm so hard", Jake exclaims. Al giggles. "Be patient and we'll get together soon", Al exclaims. "Hurry up", Jake exclaims. "I love you, Jake", Al exclaims. "I love you too, Al", Jake exclaims. "I'm going to go now", Al exclaims. "Okay, bud", Jake exclaims. "Bye". "Bye", Al exclaims. He hangs up. Seconds later, Al receives a photo of Jake's erect cock on his cell phone. His eyes widen. "Wow", Mr. Brittain exclaims, walking by. "Now I see why you love him so much". Al quickly hides his cell phone. "Sorry if I startled you", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "No, it's fine, just wasn't expecting you to see that", Al exclaims. "Everything okay with you and Jake?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Yeah, he's just missing me", Al replies. "Awww", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Mr. Brittain sits next to Al and puts his arm around Al's shoulders. "So how about we find something productive to do?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Like what?", Al asks. Mr. Brittain opens his towel, his cock erect. "Oh, I see", Al giggles.

Mr. Brittain reaches down and removes Al's towel. "Before we get started...", Al exclaims. He turns on his cell phone's camera and presses "record" before setting it on the coffee table. Mr. Brittain pulls Al to him and they passionately kiss. Mr. Brittain's salty breath fills Al's mouth. Al reaches down to grab Mr. Brittain's hard cock, feeling it pulsate in his hand. He releases his lips off of Mr. Brittain's and lowers his head to engulf Mr. Brittain's cock. "Oh yeah", Mr. Brittain moans loudly. Al rubs Mr. Brittain's balls as he bobs his head up and down. Mr. Brittain reaches over Al's back and proceeds to rub Al's hole with the tip of his middle finger. A salty flavor fills Al's mouth, and so does saliva. Mr. Brittain's cock becomes gooey the more Al sucks on it. Mr. Brittain inhales sharply and quivers. Precum drips from the pisshole and hits Al's tongue. Al puts more suction on the glans and flicks his tongue on it. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain moans softly. Al moves his hand down further and rubs the tips of his fingers on Mr. Brittain's hole. He releases his mouth off of Mr. Brittain's cock and slides down to the floor. Mr. Brittain scoots closer to the edge of the seat and lifts his legs up slightly. Al turns and places his mouth under Mr. Brittain's ass. Soon, his tongue is in Mr. Brittain's hole, a slighty musky flavor pinching his taste buds. "Ah", Mr. Brittain moans. Al flicks his tongue in repeated motions. Mr. Brittain hisses. "Oh yeah", he sighs. Al rests his hands under Mr. Brittain's thighs and fervidly licks his hole. Mr. Brittain's eyes roll back, feeling hot inside. Al turns around, facing Mr. Brittain, and goes back in, face-deep. "Ah fuck yeah", Mr. Brittain moans loudly, feeling Al eat him out faster. Al reaches up with his right hand and jerks Mr. Brittain's cock as he eats his ass out. Mr. Brittain's body quivers. With his free hand, Al pushes his fingers into Mr. Brittain's spit-covered hole, feeling the sphincter accept them. "Ooh, that feels so good", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al feels the warmth of Mr. Brittain's rectum against his fingers, pushing in deeper. He moves his head up and mouths Mr. Brittain's cock again. Mr. Brittain closes his eyes and curls his lips, feeling bliss. He rubs his hand through Al's hair as Al sucks him off and fingers him. More precum seeps from Mr. Brittain's pisshole, burning Al's tongue. He reaches his hold, and Mr. Brittain lays down on the couch.

"Come over and sit on my face", Mr. Brittain demands. Al walks over and lowers his ass onto Mr. Brittain's face. He feels Mr. Brittain's warm tongue prod his hole, then licking it. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain mumbles. Al sighs, resting his hands on Mr. Brittain's belly. He leans over and grabs Mr. Brittain's hard cock, jacking the shaft slightly. Mr. Brittain flicks his tongue faster, savoring the light flavor of Al's hole. Al leans down further and engulfs Mr. Brittain's cock once more, a salty taste washing over his tongue and lips. Both men moan as they please each other's privates. Mr. Brittain smacks Al's ass. "Move down", he demands. Al slides off of Mr. Brittain and onto the seat of the couch. Mr. Brittain sits up and positions Al towards the camera, spreading his legs open and revealing his hole. He takes the tips of his fingers and rubs the surface of Al's pink hole, gently directing them inward. Al sighs, his mouth agape. Mr. Brittain pushes harder and feels the sphincter accept his long fingers. Al whimpers. "Mmm", Mr. Brittian mumbles, his fingers deep in Al's rectum. He looks back at the camera, then begins pistioning his fingers hard, the sound of sloshing becoming audible. Al gasps. "Ooh, ooh", he moans, feeling Mr. Brittain's fingers jab his prostate. Mr. Brittain directs more of his fingers inside Al's hole, twisting them and pressing deeper. Al's hole readily accepts Mr. Brittain's thick fingers. "Oh my God", Al moans, feeling his hole stretching. Soon, Mr. Brittain's entire hand is inside Al. "Fuck, that's amazing", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al looks at Mr. Brittain and grumbles. "You like that?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Fuck yes, Bryan", Al replies. "Then you'll love this", Mr. Brittain exclaims. He pulls his hand out of Al's asshole and turns his body parallel with the couch. He leans Al's legs back and guides his throbbing cock into Al's wide hole. Al sighs, feeling the thick phallus slide into him so easily. Mr. Brittain leans over top of Al, a wild look in his eyes. Al rests his hands on Mr. Brittain's upper arms, feeling his skin beginning to sweat. He looks over at the camera, feeling Mr. Brittain humping him harder by the second. Al turns to look back at Mr. Brittain's face and starts huffing, the thrusting of Mr. Brittain's cock pounding his hole. "Oh yes, Bryan, fuck me", Al exclaims loudly, squealing. Mr. Brittain's eyes widen, becoming more forceful to where the couch rocks as he humps Al hard. Al's eyes roll back, mouth agape, feeling the glans punching his prostate in a perilous state. "Oh God...oh God", Al hollers. Mr. Brittain grunts loudly. "Give me that little hole", he grumbles. Sweat drips from Mr. Brittain's body, the sound of moist skin clapping together filling the room. Al's eyes widen, on the verge of cumming. He huffs. "I'm gonna cum", Al whispers, just before he blows his load up on Mr. Brittain's stomach. "Oh fuck yeah", he moans. Mr. Brittain lays into Al with a few more thrusts, then feels his warm cum burst from his penis and into Al. "Ah, ah yeah", Mr. Brittain grumbles, his breath drawing short. He lays over Al, trying to catch his breath. Al wraps his arms around Mr. Brittain's back and holds him.

"Heh, looks like we'll need another shower.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "It can wait. I just want to hold you right now.", Al replies. Mr. Brittain smiles and wipes the semen off his abdomen with a tissue . Al reaches over and turns the camera off, then cuddles on the couch with Mr. Brittain, their naked, sweaty bodies pressed up against each other. Both men eventually fall asleep. Hours pass, and 2 PM arrives. Al, half-groggy, wakes up and looks at the time. He nudges Mr. Brittain. "Hmm?", Mr. Brittain moans. "It's 2 PM", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain yawns. "Ugh, gotta get movin'", he exclaims. Both men move off the couch and stand up. "I need a shower. I stink.", Mr. Brittain exclaims, smelling his armpit. "You smell like a man", Al smiles, taking a hint of Mr. Brittain's pheromones. "Let's get in the shower", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Both men walk towards the bedroom and into the bathroom once again. They step into the shower and shut the curtain. Mr. Brittain leans over to turn the faucet on. Al can smell the musk from Mr. Brittain's ass, almost intoxicating. With the shower pouring, Mr. Brittain turns around and takes Al by the buttocks, leaning in to kiss his lips. Al wraps his arms around Mr. Brittain's lower back, feeling Mr. Brittain's erection poking him in the stomach. Warm water runs down both men's skin, steam lofting in the small enclosure. Mr. Brittain's breath fills Al's mouth, drawing him into Mr. Brittain's lustful bind. Mr. Brittain reaches over and grabs the soap and a wet washcloth, rubbing them together before caressing Al's body with the creamy concoction. Al leans his head back and sighs. Mr. Brittain wrings the cloth out, letting soap suds run down the front of his torso. Al runs his hands up to Mr. Brittain's chest and rubs his nipples. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain moans. He turns Al around and scrubs his back, letting soap run down into Al's buttcrack. With his right hand, Mr. Brittain reaches down into Al's crack and rubs his fingers over Al's hole, loosened by heat and soap. Al sighs. Mr. Brittain bends Al over, directing his hard cock into Al's ass. Al gasps, grabbing the support bar. Both men moan as the penetration slides deeper. Al swallows, his eyes half-open and huffing. Mr. Brittain grabs the backs of Al's shoulders and gently thrusts his hips. Al tilts his head up and looks back at Mr. Brittain, who has his lips curled and grunts softly. Mr. Brittain clasps both hands around Al's waist and thrusts harder. Al braces himself against his own knees as Mr. Brittain lets him have it. Al huffs louder as the forceful pounding makes his hole sore. The sloshing of water and soap becomes louder the harder Mr. Brittain pounds Al. Even the shower seems to be spraying harder the more intense Mr. Brittain is with Al. Al's eyes roll back, his mouth agape, as Mr. Brittain grunts louder and hammers Al's ass. "Oh fuck", Al whispers. The intensity brings Al closer to ejaculating. He huffs through his nostrils, feeling pressure well up in his cock. "I'm cumming", Al whispers. Semen spews out of Al's glans and onto the bathtub floor. Mr. Brittain's breath draws short, feeling the urge to blow his load. With a few more hard thrusts, he cums inside Al once again, moaning orgasmically. "Oh fuck", Mr. Brittain hollers, his warm semen escaping his cock and running down inside Al's rectum. Both men are breathless. Mr. Brittain pulls Al back up and holds Al against his body. He turns Al's head towards him and kisses Al, his arms around Al's stomach. Al, filled with esctasy, rests his hands on the sides of Mr. Brittain's hips. "I love you", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I love you too", Al replies. Mr. Brittain finishes up washing Al off, and washes himself off in the process. He turns the shower off and grabs a towel for Al to dry off with. Both men step out. Mr. Brittain grabs another towel and dries himself off. "All better", he exclaims. "I need to brush my teeth", Al exclaims. "Go ahead" Mr. Brittain responds. The bathroom soon fills up with the scent of mint and pine, as Mr. Brittain applies deodorant to his armpits while Al washes his mouth out.

As they step out of the bathroom, Mr. Brittain hands Al his clean underwear. Al slips into it and asks what they'll be doing the rest of the evening. "So what do you want to do the rest of the night?", Al asks. "I dunno, make a nice dinner and watch a good movie", Mr. Brittain replies, sliding into a pair of black boxer briefs. Al takes his shirt from the laundry basket and puts it on. "What do you plan on cooking?", Al asks. "Something with chicken and vegetables. I'll have to see what I have.", Mr. Brittain replies, putting on a light T-shirt, "but first I have to clean up the mess we made on the couch". Al chuckles. Mr. Brittain has a steam clean vacuum handy and washes the couch with it while Al looks through the kitchen for something to cook. He thinks about chicken stir fry. "How about we make chicken stir fry?", Al asks. "That's fine. Let me finish this cleaning first.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. When he's done, Mr. Brittain cleans up and takes out a skillet. He turns on the stove and prepares the chicken and vegetables. Al sits at the table. "So how did you meet Jake?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Well, he and I have the same classes", Al replies, "We became acquainted in gym class". "I see. So you like big jock guys?", Mr. Brittain asks. "I guess I do. See, I didn't know much about myself until just a few months ago. I didn't even know I was into guys until Jake showed me what it was like", Al responds. "You and Jake have been intimate with each other?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Yeah", Al replies. "I don't mean to be nosey, I'm just feeling like I'm in the way of your bonding with him", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "No, no, you're fine, Bryan, I enjoy our time together", Al exclaims. "It's just that I want you to myself and I feel jealous, somewhat", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I have felt a bit guilty too, torn between two men who have been nothing but helpful to me", Al exclaims. "What do you think we should do?", Mr. Brittain asks. "I still want us to see each other, but I also want to be with Jake when I can too", Al replies, "Do you think you'll be okay with that?". "I think so", Mr. Brittain responds, stirring the food. "I never thought I'd be in an open relationship so early in life", Al exclaims. "Do what you have to do. You're young and need to explore. Just know that I love you and want to be your guide.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I really appreciate you", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain smiles. "I want to know more about you", he says. "Well, you know what I can do as far as sex goes", Al responds. Mr. Brittain laughs. "Well, yeah, that's my favorite so far, but I want to know your dreams, your aspirations, your long-term goal in life", he exclaims. "I want to have a healthy relationship, of course, and to be a board certified doctor", Al responds. "I like that", Mr. Brittain exclaims, "I want to use my education experience and help you achieve that". "Really?", Al asks. "Yes", Mr. Brittain smiles again. Al smiles back.

The chicken stir fry is done after 15 minutes or so. Mr. Brittain scoops out a plate for both and sits down. "This is delicious", Al exclaims. "Mmm hmm", Mr. Brittain mumbles. After a few minutes, both men are done eating. "Want to watch a movie now?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Sure", Al replies. Mr. Brittain sorts through his video collection and picks the first Rocky film. He pops the video in the VCR and lays down on the couch. "Won't you join me?", Mr. Brittain asks. Al smiles and lays next to Mr. Brittain, his left arm over Mr. Brittain's stomach. Mr. Brittain puts his left arm around Al's shoulders and waits for the movie to start. As Al lays there, he thinks about Jake, feeling somewhat guilty for not telling him about Mr. Brittain. "You okay?", Mr. Brittain asks, noticing Al's frown. "Yeah, I'm just thinking", Al replies. "About what?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Jake", Al responds. "Missing him?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Yes, but I will be okay. I'll see him tomorrow". "Let's make the best of tonight then", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al exclaims. The movie starts. Both men get into the movie. "Oh", Mr. Brittain exclaims, as one of the boxers is knocked down. Al giggles. Mr. Brittain smiles at Al. The movie ends around 8 PM. "That was a fun watch", Mr. Brittain exclaims as he exhales and rolls off the couch to shut the VCR off. "Stallone is an awesome actor", Al exclaims. "I agree", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "What should we do next?", Al asks. "Well, it's dark out and too late to go anywhere really", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "How about we do something relaxing?", Al suggests. "Like what?", Mr. Brittain asks. "A massage", Al exclaims. "I could use one", Mr. Brittain exclaims.

Al gets up off the couch and motions Mr. Brittain to follow him to the bedroom. Once there, Mr. Brittain takes his shirt off and lays face-down on the bed. Al lights the scented candles Mr. Britain has on his dresser and nightstand. He also shuts the door. "Shall we get started?", Al asks. "Yes", Mr. Brittain commands. "Where do you want it first?", Al asks. "My shoulders", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al gently grasps Mr. Brittain's tight shoulders and gently rubs them. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain moans. "Like that?", Al asks. "Oh yeah. Go lower.", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al moves his hands down Mr. Brittain's biceps and caresses his arms. Mr. Brittain sighs, his body releasing tension. Al moves his hands back up and around Mr. Brittain's shoulders, then down his back. "You are so good at this", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al giggles. He then moves his hands up and down Mr. Brittain's strong back, feeling the muscles and easing them up. Mr. Brittain sighs again. Al moves down to Mr. Brittain's powerful thighs and rubs them in circular motions. "Ah yeah", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al moves down and rubs the calves, nearing Mr. Brittain's big feet. He bends Mr. Brittain's left leg at the knee and runs his tongue over the sole of his foot. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain moans. Al does the same to the right foot, feeling his inner animal slowly come out. He takes a few more wet licks, then moves back up towards Mr. Brittain hips. Eyeing the waistband of the briefs, Al takes it in hand and slowly pulls it down, revealing the top of Mr. Brittain's crack. He licks his lips, feeling hot at the sight of it. Al tugs the briefs down further, and Mr. Brittain's thick ass pops out. He leans down, his tongue meeting the crevice. Al slowly runs his tongue up Mr. Brittain's buttcrack, making him sigh. The moist texture of Mr. Brittain's skin, as well as the flavor, makes Al more ravenous. He parts Mr. Brittain's buttcheeks and goes for the hole, sticking his salivating tongue to it. "Oh Al", Mr. Brittain whispers, feeling Al flick his tongue on his hole. Al savors the musky flavor of Mr. Brittain's hole, digging his tongue deeper and sucking the orifice. "Mmm, you're so good", Mr. Brittain moans, his dick growing hard underneath him.

Minutes go by, and Mr. Brittain's body is quivering with excitement. He turns over on his back, legs spread, and jacks his cock. Al sits up and peels his shirt off. "Mmm, look at that cute little body", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al rubs his nipples in circular motions. "Yeah", Mr. Brittain exclaims approvingly. Al stands up and smooths his hands over himself, feeling like a tramp in heat. He teases Mr. Brittain by pulling his underwear down slightly, then back up. "Turn around", Mr. Brittain demands. Al turns around and gently slides his underwear down, showing Mr. Brittian his bare buttcrack. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain exclaims, licking his lips. Al pulls his underwear down and steps out of them. He swivels his hips and bends over, giving Mr. Brittain a view of his hole. "Bring that ass over here", Mr. Brittain demands, jacking himself harder. Al walks backwards and lowers his ass to Mr. Brittain's face. Mr. Brittain grabs and smacks Al's buttocks, then pulls him closer, sticking his tongue in Al's hole. Al sighs, feeling his body getting tingly. He leans forward and encircles Mr. Brittain's cock with his mouth. The smell of candles and sex fill the air, the flames flowing in tandem with the passion. "Mmm, mmm", .Mr. Brittain mumbles, pulling Al closer and eating his ass out vigorously. Al exhales through his nose, feeling pure bliss as he savors the salty flavor of Mr. Brittain's juicy cock. Saliva runs down the shaft and on Mr. Brittain's taint. Mr. Brittain pulls Al's ass apart and rubs his fingertips on Al's hole, feeling how smooth and rubbery it feels. He smacks Al's ass. "Turn around and sit on my dick", Mr. Brittain commands. Al releases his lips off of Mr. Brittain's wet cock and slides off. He faces Mr. Brittain and straddles him, resting his hands on Mr. Brtitain's chest.

Mr. Brittain grabs Al's buttock and rubs them in his hands. "Ready for this dick?", Mr. Brittain asks. Al nods approvingly. He feels the head rub against his hole, teasing it. Suddenly, Al feels the pressure of Mr. Brittain's cock press against it, his sphincter popping and accepting it. He gasps. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain moans, feeling the tightness of Al's hole around his cock. Al quivers, leaning back to let Mr. Brittain's entire dick enter him. Mr. Brittain rests his hands on Al's thighs as Al gently bounces on his cock. "Ride me like a good boy", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al moans, feeling the hardness of Mr. Brittain's cock deep inside him. He swivels his hips, rounding Mr. Brittain's cock. "That's it", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al feels the animal coming out of him, bouncing harder and running his hands over Mr. Brittain's chest, the jabs of Mr. Brittain's glans hitting him in that familiar spot. "You are so good, Al", Mr. Brittain whispers, becoming ravenous himself. He bends his knees up, grabs a hold of Al's buttocks, and begins thrusting upwardly. Al repeatedly gasps. He looks at Mr. Brittain, mouth agape, and whimpers. "Oh yeah", Mr. Brittain exclaims. He leans Al forward more, putting his arms under Al's, and locks his hands on Al's shoulders. Mr. Brittain thrusts harder, the sound of skin clapping together becoming louder. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh", Al moans loudly, his voice breaking as he feels his hole being drilled. The candle flames flicker with intensity. "Mmm, mmm, oh Bryan...", Al groans, his ass threatened by the force. "Oh God, Al, you're such a good boy", Mr. Brittain exclaims. A look of wildness is fixed in Mr. Brittain's eyes as he gives Al his final hard thrusts. "Aaaaahhhhhh", Al hollers. With one final jab, he squeals, and hollers orgasmically, blowing his load on Mr. Brittain's stomach. "Oh, oh", Al moans softly, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around Mr. Brittain's neck. Mr. Brittain also orgasms, his mouth open and unloading his cum deep in Al's rectum. The white liquid gently seeps from Al's hole. Mr. Brtitain caresses Al's face, both men catching their breath. "I love you", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I love you too", Al replies. Mr. Brittain wraps his arms around Al's back and holds him, as they passionately embrace in a kiss. Night falls, the candle flames dim, and both men lie in each other's arms as they drift off to sleep.

...to be continued

 

[IceColdLover]

Took me months to get my focus back and continue my stories, but that one up there is the latest. Hope you guys like it.

 

[bs29697]

WOW!!!! The wait was well worth it IceColdLover.

Al and Mr Brittain got to know each other rather well over the Thanksgiving Holiday. I hope Al and Mr. Brittain can talk Jake into telling the police everything that took place with Chris and his two friends because they were abusing him and trying to blackmail him(Al) with that information.

Love this story

Brian

 

[IceColdLover]

Two for Sunday

Sunlight peeks through the curtains of Mr. Brittain's bedroom window on a lazy Sunday morning. Mr. Brittain is awakened by the light shining in his eyes and inhales sharply. He sighs and nudges Al. "Good morning", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al rubs his eyes. "Morning", he says softly. "Time to get in the shower", Mr. Brittain exclaims. He runs his hand over Al's back and smacks his ass. Al lays there, trying to get woken up, as Mr. Brittain scoots off the bed, his dick and balls bouncing as he stands up. Mr. Brittain walks into the bathroom and flips the light on. Al reaches over on the nightstand to grab his cell phone. He sees that his mother had texted him and wondering when he'll be home. Al texts her back and says she will see him after school on Monday. He also received a text from Jake overnight, with Jake telling Al he misses him and can't wait to see him on Sunday. A nude photo of Jake in bed, holding his cock, was also sent. Al's eyes widen at the sight of it. "Al, come get cleaned up", Mr. Brittain calls out. Al shuts off his phone and sets it down on the nightstand and joins Mr. Brittain.

Both men, naked, step into the shower and shut the curtain. Mr. Brittain turns the faucet on, warm water to spew from the shower head. He takes Al by the hands and pulls him near his body, embracing in a hug. Al feels Mr. Brittain puts his strong arms around him and rest his hands on his buttocks as Al does the same to Mr. Brittain. Warm water runs down both men's bodies. Al looks up and sees an impassioned look in Mr. Brittain's eyes. Mr. Brittain moves his hands up to Al's face and presses his lips tp Al's. Both men share a lustful kiss. Mr. Brittain takes a washcloth and gets it wet and soapy, then rubs it down Al's chest and abdomen. Al is then held against Mr. Brittain's body, where Mr. Brittain puts his arms around Al rubs the washcloth over Al's back. Al can smell the diluted scent of Mr. Brittain's pit sweat, which is almost intoxicating. Mr. Brittain rubs the soapy washcloth down Al's butt, letting one of his fingers move out from under the cloth and down into Al's crack. He rubs the surface of Al's hole. Al lets out a small sigh. He then feels Mr. Brittain turn his finger up into his hole, Al moans softly. Mr. Brittain gently presses inwardly, the loose sphincter letting his finger glide in smoothly. Both men's cocks grow hard, pressing against one another's stomach. Al grabs a hold of Mr. Brittain's cock and strokes it gently as Mr. Brittain continues to finger him. Mr. Brittain takes his free hand and rubs the washcloth over Al's back. Al decides to take his other hand and reach around to rub Mr. Brittain's hole too. Mr. Brittain sighs deeply. "Oh, Al", he mutters. Water rushes from the shower head as the two become increasingly vehement. Al, turned on by the scent of Mr. Brittain's pheromones, takes his tongue and runs it along the outside of Mr. Brittain's right armpit. Mr. Brittain lifts his right arm up and lets Al lick it. "Mmm", he moans. The bitter taste of sweat runs over Al's tongue, as does the scent in his nostrils. Al moves over to the left armpit and does the same. "Good boy", Mr. Brittain exclaims. The heat in the shower makes both men more fervid in their passion. His hand still grasping Mr. Brittain's cock, Al kneels down to be level with it. Looking up at Mr. Brittain with lust in his eyes, Al opens his mouth and directs the glans between his lips. Mr. Brittain hisses in ecstacy. Al reaches with his left hand to rub Mr. Brittain's taint, making him more excitable. Mr. Brittain moans deeply. Al slides his lips further down the shaft and bobs his head. "Oh", Mr. Brittain moans loudly. Mr. Brittain's moans make Al more impassioned, and he glides the fingers on his left hand up towards Mr. Brittain's hole, rubbing the rubbery surface. Mr. Brittain curls his lips, the urge to cum becoming stronger by the minute. Al directs one of his fingers into Mr. Brittain's hole. Mr. Brittain's mouth becomes agape. Al bobs his head harder and fingers Mr. Brittain's hole. Mr. Brittain's body quivers. He grabs Al's hair like a handle. "Oh...oh!", Mr. Brittain moans loudly. Al feverishly jacks the shaft of Mr. Brittain's cock and anticipates his load as he sucks harder. Mr. Brittain's eyes roll back, his body tensed up, and lets out an orgasmic moan as a large load of semen blows into Al's mouth. Al savors the tangy liquid and swallows, with some of it dribbling from his lips. Mr. Brittain's heart races, his body filled with bliss as he tries to regain himself. Al looks up at him with loving eyes as he takes his fingers and licks the musk from Mr. Brittain's hole off of them. "Dirty boy", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al stands up and kisses Mr. Brittain. They embrace in a hug for a short while before cleaning themselves off. Once they are done, Mr. Brittain turns off the faucet and opens the shower curtain. Both men step out and grab towels to dry off with. Mr. Brittain walks to the sink and grabs a stick of deodorant and applies it to his armpits. Al takes a bottle of Listerine and washes his mouth out. "I love you, Al", Mr. Brittain exclaims in a loving voice. Al looks over and sees Mr. Brittain smiling at him. He spits out the Listerine in the sink. "I love you too, Bryan", Al responds.

Both men grab their clothes and get dressed. "So when's Jake expecting you today?", Mr. Brittain asks. "I'm not sure, maybe the evening. He didn't really say, just that he misses me.", Al replies. "Awww", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "What are we doing in the meantime?", Al asks. "Let's have breakfast and discuss it", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al responds, grabbing his phone from the nightstand. Both men walk into the kitchen. Mr. Brittain, not feeling like making a big meal, grabs a box of Life cereal and makes a bowl for each. "What do you want to do today?", Al asks. "Well, I do have some paperwork to go through before tomorrow", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Am I going to be a distraction?", Al asks. "No, no, you're fine, I want you here", Mr. Brittain replies. Al smiles. Mr. Brittain takes Al's left hand and grips it lightly. "I've really enjoyed the past weekend with you", Mr. Brittain says softly. "I have too", Al replies. "I would love to spend more time with you outside of school", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I would like that", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain smiles. "How's the cereal?", Mr. Brittain asks. "It's good. One of my favorites.", Al replies. "Good", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Mr. Brittain finishes his bowl of cereal. "I think I should get on those papers now. You find yourself something to do. I have some games you can play if you want.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay, sounds good", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain walks next to Al and takes Al's face in both hands, giving him a deep kiss. "I love you", Mr. Brittain softly exclaims. "I love you too", Al responds. Mr. Brittain rubs Al's head and walks to his home office.

Al finishes his cereal. He gets up and walks over to the couch to lay down. As he looks at his phone, Al gets a video call from Jake. He answers. "Hey, Al", Jake exclaims, laying in bed in his dark red boxers. "Oh, hey, Jake", Al exclaims, surprised to see Jake half-naked. "Whatcha doin'?", Jake asks. "Just laying around", Al replies. "Yeah? I wish you were here right now. When you gonna come and cuddle up with me?", Jake asks. "Sometime before the evening", Al responds. "I want you here. We can have some fun", Jake exclaims, pulling his cock out of his boxers. Al's mouth begins to salivate. "I will be there", Al exclaims, his eyes widened. "Come and get you some of this", Jake exclaims, jacking his hard cock. Al chuckles. "Whatcha gonna do until then, buddy?", Jake asks. "Hang around I guess", Al replies. "Hurry up and get here, Al, I'm so fucking horny", Jake exclaims. "I promise I will see you tonight. I just got some things to do first", Al exclaims. "A'ighty then", Jake exclaims, "Can't wait". "Love you, Jake", Al exclaims. "Love you too, Al. Hurry that ass up.", Jake exclaims. "I will", Al exclaims, "Gotta go now". "I'll be waiting here for you", Jake exclaims, hanging up his phone. Al takes a deep breath, anticipating tonight's get-together. Minutes after talking to Jake, Al gets a video from Jake. Al opens it to see Jake fervidly jacking himself, cum blowing out of his cock. "Rrrrrrrrrrrr, fuckin' taste this cum", the audio blares. Al turns the volume down on his phone and is quite turned on by how horny Jake is this weekend. Moments later, Mr. Brittain walks out. "What was that I heard?", Mr. Brittain chuckles. "Nothing. Just a video". "Sounded like porn", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al is a bit nervous. "Just a jerk-off video", Al responds. "Ha ha. Glad you are enjoying yourself", Mr. Brittain laughs.

"Are you done with your papers?", Al asks. "No, just wanted to see what was going on", Mr. Brittain replies. "Didn't mean to disturb you", Al exclaims. "You're fine", Mr. Brittain exclaims, "I'm going to finish up and then maybe we can find something to do". "Okay", Al smiles. Mr. Brittain walks back to his office. Al sits up and sees what kind of games Mr. Brittain has. He riffles through the TV stand and finds a few board games and electronic consoles. Al finds a PlayStation and plugs it in. He's thrilled to see that Mr. Brittain has some of his favorite games, including GTA: Vice City. Al puts in the disc and starts playing the game. Time goes by, and Al has completed a few levels on the game. Meanwhile, Mr. Brittain is nearly done with his paperwork. Al is done playing the game and shuts off the console. "Whew, that was rough", Al exclaims, glad that he completed the missions. "Done with the papers", Mr. Brittain calls out. "That's good", Al responds. As he looks over his shoulder and turns to look back, Al sees Mr. Brittain standing behind him, naked. Mr. Brittain sits down on the couch, his legs parted, cock erect. Al looks at Mr. Brittain's cock with loving eyes, licking his lips and eyes widened. "Come over and drain my cock, boy", Mr. Brittain demands, jacking himself. "Yes, daddy", Al replies, smiling. He crawls over on his knees and scoots in between Mr. Brittain's legs. Al rests his hands on Mr. Brittain's thighs as Mr. Brittain angles his cock towards Al's lips. Al cups his lips over the glans and starts sucking. "Ah", Mr. Brittain sighs. He lays back with his arms behind his head. Al moves his hands up Mr. Brittain's thighs and locks them on Mr. Brittain's hips as he takes more of Mr. Brittain's cock in his mouth. "Suck that dick", Mr. Brittain seductively moans. Al's lips slide further down the shaft, reaching the base. Mr. Brittain jolts, the suction making him quiver slightly. Al inhales through his nostrils, savoring the saltiness of Mr. Brittain's cock. Saliva seeps from his mouth and down Mr. Brittain's cock. "Ooh, that pretty little mouth around my cock", Mr. Brittain grumbles. He takes Al by the hair and makes Al look at him. Al's eyes are watery, his mouth full. "Good little cocksucker", Mr. Brittain grumbles, shoving Al's face back down. Al gags on Mr. Brittain's dick, feeling precum searing his tongue. He pulls his lips up, releasing Mr. Brittain's cock, causing saliva to fling on the couch. Al goes down and loves on Mr. Brittain's balls, taking them in his mouth and gently sucking on them. "Worship those balls", Mr. Brittain demands. Al becomes more eager, pulling Mr. Brittain towards him and leaning his legs back. He goes down further and circles his tongue on Mr. Brittain's hole. "Ah yeah", Mr. Brittain exclaims, "Lick that fuckin' hole". Al presses his mouth to it, taking in the musky flavor, flicking his tongue repeatedly. "Ah God, you're such a dirty little boy", Mr. Brittain moans, jacking his cock. Al's nose is pressed against Mr. Brittain's taint, inhaling the scent of musk. He laps his tongue harder, further exciting Mr. Brittain. "Oh, give it to daddy", Mr. Brittain exclaims in a strained voice, jacking himself harder. Al becomes ravenous, digging his face in and eating Mr. Brittain out. "Oh, oh, oh yes, Al, you fuckin' slut", Mr. Brittain strains, feeling the need to cum. Al releases his lips off Mr. Brittain's hole and proceeds to stick two fingers in it, feeling around for Mr. Brittian's prostate. He angles his mouth towards Mr. Brittain's glans and pistons his fingers, awaiting a fresh load. "Oh God, oh God, oh!", Mr. Brittain huffs. Al has a devious look in his eyes, fingering harder and harder. "Oh Al, oh Al, fuck!", Mr. Brittain screams, blowing his load on Al's tongue. Globs of semen hit Al's tongue and lips. Mr. Brittain orgasms loudly, his body quivering hard. Al licks his lips and swallows Mr. Brittain's cum. He pulls his fingers out of Mr. Brittain's hole and licks them like the filthy whore he is.

Mr. Brittain is winded. Al crawls up onto the couch and holds Mr. Brittain. "You okay?", Al asks. "I'm always okay with you, Al", Mr. Brittain whispers. He rests his head on Al's shoulder, catching his breath. After awhile of relaxation, Mr. Brittain tells Al that they're not finished. "We're not done yet, not til I have some of that cute little ass of yours", Mr. Brittain chuckles. Al lifts his eyebrows in surprise, but obeys his master. He stands up off the couch and lowers his shorts and underwear, bending over to give Mr. Brittain an eyeful of his smooth butt. Mr. Brittain smacks Al's ass. "Mmm, bring that ass over here", he mumbles. Al backs up, his hands pressed on the coffee table. Mr. Brittain takes handfuls of Al's asscheeks and pulls them apart. "Sexy little hole", he grumbles, before stuffing his face in Al's crack and vigorously flicking his wet tongue on it. "Ah", Al sighs deeply. Mr. Brittain digs the tip of his tongue deeper into Al's hole, exciting Al further. "Oh ho, damn", Al laughs. Mr. Brittain savors the light tang of Al's hole, pursing his lips against it and sucking hard while jabbing it with his tongue. Al's eyes roll back, fixed in a state of bliss. "Oh God, Bryan", he huffs. Once Al's hole is loose enough, Mr. Brittain directs two of his fingers into it. Al stands up slightly to let the penetration go deeper, sighing as it does. Mr. Brittain smacks Al's ass, biting one of his asscheeks as he gradually pistons his fingers. Al whimpers quietly, exhaling hard. "Oh Bryan", he moans, feeling Mr. Brittain speed up his fingering. "Ah yeah", Mr. Brittain exclaims. The pistoning causes the sound of sloshing, Mr. Brittain's wet fingers moving fast inside Al. Before Al loses his mind, Mr. Brittain pulls out. "Come and sit on my dick", he demands, sitting back down on the couch. Al turns around and climbs over Mr. Brittain's legs. He parts one of his buttcheeks as he kneels down on Mr. Brittain's cock. Both men moan as the thick phallus penetrates Al's hole. "Mmm", Al whimpers. "Oh yeah", Mr. Brittain whispers, taking Al by the waist and pushing him down on his cock. Al puts his knees into the seat, feeling Mr. Brittain's cock go all the way in as he comfortably sits on Mr. Brittain's thighs. "Good boy", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al hisses, the slight pain spreading in his ass. He rests his hands on Mr. Brittain's chest and rides up and down. "Ride that dick, Al", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al arches his neck back and sighs. Mr. Brittain puts his hands on Al's buttcheeks and claps. "That ass is mine, boy", he exclaims. Al becomes more animalistic, jumping up and down on Mr. Brittain's cock, the sound of their thighs smacking against each other echoing in the room. "Oh fuck, that's good", Mr. Brittain exclaims, his breath becoming more shallow. Al rocks his hips back and forth, grinding on Mr. Brittain cock. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain grunts. Feeling the animal energy starting to come out, Mr. Brittain scoops up Al's legs and stands up. Al wraps his arms around Mr. Brittain's neck, his feet dangling in the air. He looks at Mr. Brittain and sees a devious look in Mr. Brittain's eyes, knowing that he's about to get it good. Mr. Brittain gradually picks up speed and starts to pound Al in the air. "Give it to me, daddy", Al begs, his voice breaking. Mr. Brittain bites his lip and grasps Al's upper arms, his eyes with a frenzied look in them. He speeds up and pounds Al harder, shaking both of their bodies. "Oh God, oh God, oh Bryan, oh, oh!!!", Al screams. The sound of their skin clapping together reverberates in the living room, the force drilling Al's hole with incredible power. "You're getting fucked!", Mr. Brittain growls. "Ah, oh, my hole, oh my God...", Al hollers, feeling the glans hit his prostate harder and harder. Mr. Brittain grunts, his eyes wide and fixed, on the verge of cumming. "I'm gonna cum in you", Mr. Brittain growls. Al, his ass wrecked, arcs his neck back and hollers orgasmically. Cum spews out of his dick and all over Mr. Brittain's chest and stomach. Mr. Brittain's mouth becomes agape and moans as he feels his cock unload sperm into Al's asshole. "Oh, oh yeah", he hollers. The thrusting slows down and stops. Both men are breathless. They look at each other with love in their eyes. "I fucking love you", Al exclaims. Still straddling Mr. Brittain, both men kiss, their bodies drenched with perspiration. Mr. Brittain sits back down on the couch, with Al still wrapped around him. "Did I fuck you real good?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Yeah, you did", Al replies. Both men chuckle and kiss some more. "Mmm, I love you so much", Mr. Brittain mumbles. "I love you too", Al responds.

After catching their breath, Al sits up off of Mr. Brittain's cock. As he gets up on his feet, semen leaks from Al's hole. "Mmm, filled that up good", Mr. Brittain exclaims, smacking Al's ass. Al takes some tissue and wipes the liquid from his butt. "So what should we do next?", Mr. Brittain asks. "I'm kind of hungry. We should have lunch soon.", Al replies. "Sure. We can head out soon and grab something to eat.", Mr. Brittain responds. Both men get cleaned up and redressed. "Where to?", Al asks. "How about Subway?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Sure. I could go for a tuna sub.", Al exclaims. Both men head out for the car and drive to the nearest Subway restaurant. Once there, they go inside to place their orders. "What are you getting?", Al asks. "A rotisserie chicken sub", Mr. Brittain replies. "Mmm, that sounds good too", Al exclaims. "What would you guys like?", the sandwich artist exclaims. "He'll have a tuna sub on Italian bread and I'll have a rotisserie chicken sub on Italian bread as well", Mr. Brittain replies. "Okay", the sandwich artists exclaims. "Thank you for taking me here", Al exclaims. "Anytime", Mr. Brittain exclaims. The orders are rung up and both men let the workers know what condiments to put on their subs. Once done, they decide where to eat at. "Do you want to sit at a table or go back to my place?", Mr. Brittain asks. "We can eat here. Get out a bit", Al replies. "Okay", Mr. Brittain responds. Both men sit down to eat. "How's your sandwich?", Mr. Brittain asks. "It's good", Al replies, "How about yours?". "Delicious", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al has a bit on his mind, but wants to enjoy the moment. "Something on your mind?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Yeah, but I don't want to spoil our time", Al replies. "Tell me what's going on. I'm here to listen.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Well, school is tomorrow and I'm super anxious because of all the drama from last week. I know what I need to do, it's just the doing that scares me.", Al exclaims. "Just relax and enjoy tonight. We can figure it all out tomorrow so you can get back to a peace of mind.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I really appreciate you being so understanding and supportive", Al exclaims. "It's what I'm here for, plus I really love how you need me so", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al smiles, and Mr. Brittain smiles back. Both men finish their meal and head back to Mr. Brittain's house.

Once home, Mr. Brittain kicks off his shoes and socks. "Ah. That was a good meal", Mr. Brittain exclaims, stretching his arms. "Indeed", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain, a bit full and tired, walks over and lays down on the couch. Al kicks off his shoes and socks. "Come over and lay beside me", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al smiles, walking over to the couch. He positions himself next to Mr. Brittain, who wraps his right arm around Al's shoulders. "Mmm, you're so warm", Mr. Brittain exclaims, kissing Al on the forehead. "I really love these moments with you", Al exclaims. "I do too", Mr. Brittain says lovingly. He kisses Al on the cheek, holding him closer. Al puts his right arm over Mr. Brittain's chest, with the left arm underneath. Both men's legs are intertwined. "Let's relax for awhile, it's been a busy weekend", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al smiles. He kisses Mr. Brittain on the lips, then rests his head on Mr. Brittain's shoulder. Mr. Brittain wraps his arms around Al's back and holds him, slowly drifting off to sleep. "I love you, Bryan", Al whispers. "I love you too, Al", Mr. Brittain whispers back. Both men gradually fall asleep, taking a much-needed nap for the afternoon. Hours pass, and it is nearly 5 PM. Mr. Brittain wakes up and looks at the time. He nudges Al. "When are you supposed to see Jake?", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al wakes up. "Oh man. I better text him.", Al responds. He turns over and grabs his cell phone. Al texts Jake, hoping he still wants to meet tonight. Jake replies. "Hey. Yeah, when are you coming over?", Jake asks. "I'll be there by 6", Al responds, "Can you meet me at the park?". "Yeah, I'll be there to get you", Jake replies. "Okay. Love you. Can't wait to see you", Al exclaims. "Love you too, buddy", Jake exclaims. Al sits his cell phone back down on the coffee table. "So when is he expecting you?", Mr. Brittain asks. "I have to be at the park by 6", Al replies. "Do we have time for one more moment?", Mr. Brittain asks in a soft voice. He reaches down and lifts the bottom of Al's shirt up, smoothing his hand down the back of Al's underwear. His right arm holding Al and kissing his neck, Mr. Brittain rubs his fingertips on Al's hole. Al looks out of the corner of his left eye and sees how impassioned Mr. Brittain is becoming. Mr. Brittain presses down and turns his fingers up into Al's hole. Al gasps softly. He feels Mr. Brittain's fingertips rubbing his insides. Mr. Brittain pushes deeper, his fingers halfway inside Al's rectum. "Oh", Al moans. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain mumbles. He steadily beats his fingers inside Al. "Uh, uh, uh, uh!", Al whimpers. Mr. Brittain pistons harder, making Al squeal in succession, his mouth agape. "Oooh", Al grumbles. Mr. Brittain holds Al tighter and breaths in his left ear, biting it gently. Al huffs, becoming breathless. Mr. Brittain squeezes Al tight, pressing his fingers up and locking them in place inside Al's hole. "Ah", Al moans loudly. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain groans.

Mr. Brittain pulls his fingers out of Al's hole and lowers Al's shorts and underwear to mid-thigh. He also pulls his shorts and underwear down, his hard cock flopping out. Al gasps as he feels Mr. Brittain's cock penetrate him. "Oh God", Al whispers. Mr. Brittain pulls Al closer to get all the way inside him and wraps his legs around Al's legs, locking him in place. Al sighs, holding his hands onto Mr. Brittain's right forearm. Mr. Brittain slowly rocks his hips back and forth. "Oh Bryan, you feel so good", Al whispers. "Like daddy's big cock in your ass?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Fuck yeah", Al whispers. Mr. Brittain reaches with his left hand and jacks Al's cock as he humps his ass a bit harder. Al sighs. He reaches back with his left hand and rests it on Mr. Brittain's hip, feeling Mr. Brittain's cock slide back and forth in him a bit faster. Mr. Brittain releases his hold on Al's cock, smoothing his hand under Al's shirt. He then takes Al by the wrist of his right hand and pulls his arm over his chest. The thrusting picks up, the quiet sound of their skin clapping together becoming audible. Al lays there with his mouth open, huffing. Mr. Brittain grunts loudly, speeding up his pounding. The friction causes Al to smack his left hand on Mr. Brittain's hip, his right arm locked across his chest. "Oh, oh, oh", Al moans loudly. Mr. Brittain huffs loudly, his eyes with a crazed look in them. "Oh yes, Bryan, oh, oh", Al whimpers. Mr. Brittain bites down on Al's left shoulder and growls. The sound of their skin clapping together becomes louder the more harder Mr. Brittain thrusts. Al's eyes roll back, a few fleeting gasps before he hollers loudly. "Oh, oh, oh, fuck meeeeeeeee!!!! Oh my God....", Al screams loudly. Mr. Brittain moans loudly in Al's left ear. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum in you. Oh.". Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Fuckin' make me cum, babyyyyyyy", Al moans loudly, also feeling the urge to unload. A few final hard thrusts to his prostate makes Al blow his load out onto the carpet. Mr. Brittain gives one final jab, pushing in as he pulls Al to him, and Al squeals orgasmically. He blows his load inside Al. "Uh. Oh", his voice shuddering. "Oh fuck, Bryan. Oh fuck", Al whispers, breathless. Mr. Brittain, also winded, breaths in Al's left ear, licking it and kissing his neck. He releases Al's right arm, and it flops to the side. Al's eyes are twirly, struggling to regain his breath. "Fuck", Mr. Brittain exclaims. They lay there, Mr. Brittain's cock still inside Al, as they regain their composure. Al swallows a lump in his throat, finally able to catch his breath. "I love you, Bryan", Al says. "Fuck, I love you too, Al. You're so amazing.", Mr. Brittain exclaims. He holds Al in his arms, snuggling up to him. Al looks at the time. "I should be going soon", Al exclaims. "Mmm, do you have to?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Stay with me". "I wish I could, but I promised Jake", Al exclaims. "Okay", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al scoots off the couch and stands up. Mr. Brittain smacks his butt as he does. He takes a tissue and wipes his cock off with it. Al pulls his shorts and underwear up and puts his socks and shoes on. Mr. Brittain stands up and also redresses himself before they head out the door. Mr. Brittain drives Al to the park. After a few minutes, they arrive. "I had a great time with you this weekend", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I did too", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain takes his right hand and rubs Al's left hand, looking at him with love in his eyes. "I love you, Al", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I love you too, Bryan", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain quickly reaches over and kisses Al, his breath filling Al's mouth. Al reciprocates, his tongue meeting Mr. Brittain's. "Mmm", Mr. Brittain moans. After a few seconds, Al releases his lips from Mr. Brittain's and exits the car. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al responds. Mr. Brittain winks at Al before driving off. Al feels so full of ecstasy that he momentarily forgets what he's doing tonight.

Minutes later, Jake pulls up. "Hey", he calls out. "Hey, Jake", Al exclaims. "Hop in", Jake exclaims. Al gets in the passenger seat. As he does, Jake reaches over and passionately kisses him, his mouth filled with Jake's spicy breath. "Mmm, I missed you", Jake mumbles. "I missed you too", Al mumbles, overtaken by the kiss. Jake releases his lips and sits back down. "Where are we going?", Al asks. "Back to my place", Jake responds. "Is anyone there?", Al asks. "No, my parents are away seeing family and won't be back until Monday evening", Jake replies. Al smiles, and so does Jake. Jake hits the gas and drives to his house. They arrive minutes later. Al steps out of the car. "Nice place you have", Al exclaims. "Thanks", Jake responds. Both men head into the house. The interior is somewhat cluttered, as Jake's parents hurriedly left without cleaning up first. "So what do you want to do?", Al asks. "Go upstairs to my room", Jake responds. Both men head upstairs to Jake's room. A lava lamp glows in the dimly lit room, with a few small rays of sunshine peeking through the curtains. "Nice room", Al exclaims. "Thanks", Jake exclaims, standing at the door. He closes and locks the door, kicking off his shoes and socks. "You can sit down on the bed", Jake exclaims. Al sits down on the bed, which is covered with a plaid comforter and dark blue pillows, and slips off his shoes and socks. Jake grins at Al, before peeling his shirt off over his head. The tip of Al's tongue pokes from out of the corner of his lips, aroused by the sight of Jake's body. The sound of Jake's belt buckle jingling is heard as Jake undoes his belt and unzips his pants. Al gets increasingly excited as Jake pulls his pants down, his red plaid boxers exposed. Jake takes the band of his boxers and lowers them to his ankles, stepping out of them. "Mmm", Al exclaims, Jake's naked body in full view. Jake walks over to Al, his dick and balls bouncing. He climbs over top of Al and holds him down on the bed, passionately kissing him. "Mmm, mmm", Jake mumbles. Al feels highly aroused with Jake's naked body on top of him, and puts his hands all over Jake's back, smoothing them down to Jake's buttocks. Jake becomes more impassioned and kisses and licks Al's neck. He reaches down and lifts Al's shirt up over his head, smoothing his hands down Al's sides as he kisses Al's chest. "Oh Jake", Al whispers. Jake's tongue reaches Al's navel, tickling him. Al giggles. He lifts his legs in the air and Jake pulls Al's shorts and underwear off, throwing them on the floor. Jake climbs back over Al and touches him all over, kissing and licking his nipples. "Mmm", Al moans.

Al takes control and flips Jake onto the bed. Jake smiles, laying his arms behind his head. "Come get you some", he exclaims. Al crawls over Jake and kisses his lips, before moving down and kissing around Jake's neck and shoulders. He moves down and lovingly flicks his tongue on one of Jake's nipples. "Mmm", Jake moans, rubbing his hand on the back of Al's neck. Al smells the spicy scent from Jake's armpits and ventures there, inhaling the scent and licking the faint trace of sweat from them. Jake sighs. Al twiddles Jake's nipples and kisses down his stomach, making Jake squirm. "Oh, you're so good", Jake whispers. Al feels Jake's erect cock poking his stomach. He scoots down to be level with it, taking it in his hand and slowly jerking it while rubbing Jake's balls in the other hand. Jake inhales slowly. "Suck on it all you want", he says softly. Al opens his mouth and is met by the spicy flavor of the glans. "Oh yeah", Jake whispers. Al slides his lips down further, causing his mouth to salivate. Jake hisses, then exhales. Al bobs his head up and down while gripping the base of Jake's cock, the sound of suction noises emanating from Al's mouth. "God damn", Jake exclaims. he grabs Al by the hair and forces Al's head up and down, creating more friction. Loud slurping sounds arise as Al gags on Jake's cock. "Fuckin' suck that cock", Jake grumbles. He thrusts his hips, face-fucking Al. Al's eyes become red and watery, his mouth stuffed. He can barely breathe, shallowly inhaling through his nostrils. The glans hits the back of Al's throat, causing more saliva to seep from his mouth and down the shaft of Jake's cock. Jake slows down and sets his ass back down. Al encompasses the base of Jake's cock with his lips, deepthroating it. "Ah", Jake moans. Al holds for a few seconds, then brings his mouth up off Jake's cock, gooey with his saliva. He regains his breath, then wants to venture further down. Jake holds his legs back as Al goes down and licks his asshole. Al takes in the taste of Jake's musk, flicking his tongue repeatedly. "Good boy", Jake exclaims. Al becomes fervid, holding Jake's thighs up and digging his tongue deeper. "Fuck", Jake groans, grabbing his cock and jacking it. Al buries his face deep in Jake's crack, kissing and prodding Jake's hole. Jake's eyes roll back. "You dirty little whore", Jake whispers, touching himself everywhere in excitement. Al flicks his tongue faster. "Oh!", Jake hollers. Al savors the last bits of flavor, then directs a few of his fingers into Jake's hole. "Ooh, get in there", Jake mumbles. Al takes Jake's cock in his mouth as he presses his fingers deeper and pistons them slowly. Jake moans. "You know how to get me excited, boy", Jake exclaims. Al sucks harder and fingers harder. Jake's eyes roll back, his breath drawing short. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, dude, that's so good.", he exclaims. almost chuckling. Al slows down and releases himself from Jake, licking his fingers. "You filthy little fucker", Jake exclaims.

Jake and Al switch spots. Al gets on his elbows and knees, his ass in the air. Jake gets behind and parts Al's buttocks, revealing his pink hole. He lowers his head and flicks his wet tongue on Al's hole. "Oh Jake", Al whispers. Jake gets face deep in Al's crack, holding Al's thighs and digging his tongue inward. He loves the tangy taste of Al's hole. "Mmm, mmm, mmm", Jake mumbles, breathing in deep. Al curls his fingers, exhaling softly, feeling Jake's warm breath on him. "Mmm", he moans. Jake laps his tongue over and over, running his tongue up and down Al's soft buttcrack. "Fuck that's good", Al huffs. "Like how I eat that ass?", Jake exclaims. "Oh fuck yes. Give it to me.", Al exclaims. "I'll give it to you alright", Jake smiles. He gets up on his knees and pulls Al's ass closer to him. "Gimme that ass", Jake exclaims, directing his cock into Al's hole. Al's mouth and eyes widen as Jake's cock slides in deep. "Mmm, fuck yeah", Al moans. "Yeah", Jake exclaims, feeling the tightness of Al's hole around his dick. He pulls Al's ass flush against his pubis. Al gasps, fixed in a mixed state of pain and pleasure. Jake grips Al's buttocks and rocks his hips back and forth. Al licks his lips and shakes his head in delight. "Oh yeah", he whispers. Jake smacks Al's ass. Al jolts slightly. "That tight fucking asshole is mine, boy", Jake exclaims, gradually getting innervated. Al grips the bedsheets, laying his face on a pillow. He smells Jake's scent on the pillowcase and becomes more relaxed. Jake pushes in deep and pulls out slowly in a continuous fashion. Al huffs softly and moans. "Ah, God, mmm", he murmurs softly. Jake becomes more forceful, intermittently speeding up and slowing down, the sound of skin clapping together becoming audible. Al grips the bedsheets tighter and grits his teeth. Jake speeds up, causing the bed to creak. "Oh God, Jake, that feels so fucking good. So fucking good.", Al exclaims loudly. Jake grabs Al's waist tighter, laying into him harder and grunting loudly. The force hits Al's prostate with incredible power. Al's mouth falls open. "Oh fuck yeah, Jake, come on, fuck me. Fuck me. Ah!", Al moans loudly, squealing. The bed rocks and shakes, the sound of sweaty skin clapping together becoming louder. Jake grunts loud, becoming like an animal in heat. "Rrrrrr, fuckin' take that cock, faggot", Jake grumbles. Al's eyes roll back, his mouth agape and briefly unable to utter a sound. Jake huffs, his breath becoming shallow, feeling the urge to cum. His eyes blink in a fluttery state. Al huffs, his prostate on overload, also feeling the need to cum. Jake lays into Al with his final thrusts. "Oh, oh, oh Jake, oh Jake...", Al hollers loudly. The sensation impossible to ignore, Al cums on the bedsheets. He hollers orgasmically, feeling the breath escape his lungs. Jake's eyes and mouth widen as his cock bursts a load of cum deep inside Al. "Oh, oh, oh", his voice shudders. Jake collapses over Al's back, breathing on Al's neck. Both men are winded, overloaded with ecstasy. "Oh fuck", Jake laughs. Al feels Jake's warm cum leak down inside him, and smiles. "Oh baby, you're so amazing", Al exclaims. "You're fucking great to fuck", Jake exclaims, kissing Al's neck. Both men slowly regain their composure. Jake lifts himself up and rolls over on his back. Al turns on his left side and lays next to Jake, his right arm over Jake's chest. "I love you, Jake", Al exclaims. "I love you too, Al", Jake exclaims. He puts his right arm around Al's shoulders and holds him close, kissing his cheek. Al, relaxed and happy, drifts off to sleep in Jake's embrace. Jake pulls the comforter over them and covers up, wrapping his arms around Al before dozing off. Night sets in, with the energies of love and lust lingering in the air.

 

[bs29697]

This was a very exciting chapter IceColdLover. Loved all of the interaction between Al and Mr. Brittain also between Al and Jake.

Brian

 

[Autolycus]

Al certainly has the time of his life in that chapter! Maybe he could be on first name terms with Mr Brittain in the near future?

 

[IceColdLover]

This was a very exciting chapter IceColdLover. Loved all of the interaction between Al and Mr. Brittain also between Al and Jake.

Brian

There'll be more hot sex and some drama to cum ��

Al certainly has the time of his life in that chapter! Maybe he could be on first name terms with Mr Brittain in the near future?

He's called him Bryan in the past few chapters. I just use the term "Mr. Brittain" to keep it within his professional name too.

 

[bs29697]

I hope there will be another chapter soon. You're a great writer!!!

Brian

 

[IceColdLover]

I hope there will be another chapter soon. You're a great writer!!!

Brian

It's in the works, but I've been a bit slow again.

 

[IceColdLover]

A Love Locked Up

Monday morning rises on a cool, breezy day. Sunlight peeks through Jake's curtains, illuminating the hazy room. Jake wakes up and inhales sharply, groggy and sleepy-eyed. Al gently opens his eyes and rubs them. "Good morning", Jake exclaims. "Good morning", Al responds. "How'd you sleep?", Jake asks. "Good", Al replies. Jake smiles and pets Al's hair. "Had a lot of fun last night", Jake exclaims. "So did I", Al exclaims, smiling and caressing Jake's cheek. "Yeah? Well, I think there's still some left over", Jake remarks. "Oh yeah?", Al exclaims. Jake pulls the comforter off. Al notices that Jake's cock is hard. Jake grins and rolls over on his back. "Get on my dick", he demands. Al giggles and climbs over Jake. He swings his right leg over and lowers himself onto Jake's hard cock. "Uh", Al sighs, feeling it slide into him. "Ah", Jake sighs, feeling Al's hole encompass his dick. Al rests his hands on his buttocks, gently bouncing on Jake's cock. Jake reaches over and smooths his hands up Al's body. "Ah yeah", Jake exclaims. Al looks at Jake to see him smiling. Jake locks his hands around Al's waist and moves him up and down on his cock. Al arcs his neck back and huffs, feeling unbridled passion fill his veins. "Ride that dick", Jake exclaims. Al bounces harder, their skin plopping together. Jake becomes fervent, and brings his knees up, thrusting hard. Al's mouth opens, feeling Jake's cock drive up in him. "Oh yes", Al moans. Jake bites his bottom lip, his eyes wide with a mad look in them, and drills Al harder. "Oh yes, oh Jake, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!!!!", Al hollers. The friction creates a loud sloshing sound. Al grips his buttocks, feeling innervated. Jake's breath becomes shallow, thrusting with all his might. "I'm gonna cum", Jake exclaims. He jabs upward into Al with his last hard thrusts, knocking Al's prostate. Al's eyes roll back as he blows his load onto Jake's stomach. He gasps loudly, his neck arched back. "Oh fuck!", Al moans. Jake huffs, his cum bursting out of his cock and into Al's ass. "Oh yeah", Jake grumbles. He slows down his thrusting and brings his hips back down. Al brings his hands forward and smooths them up Jake's chest and shoulders, leaning in for a passionate kiss. Jake wraps his arms around Al's back and reciprocates. "Mmm", both men moan, their tongues in each other's mouths. Al lays his head over Jake's left shoulder, winded. "I love you", Jake exclaims. "I love you too", Al responds. "What time is it?", Jake asks. Al looks at the alarm clock. "It's 7 AM", Al replies. "Damn, we better get ready for school", Jake exclaims. Al sits up and hops off of Jake. Jake turns and places his feet on the floor. "Let's get in the shower", Jake exclaims.

Both men walk out of Jake's bedroom and into the bathroom. Jake opens the shower curtain and both step inside the shower. He turns on the faucet and warm water spews from the shower head. Al faces Jake and puts his hands on Jake's chest, smiling up at him. Jake takes a washcloth and wets it with soap and water. He rubs it across Al's arms and shoulders and down his back. Al feels relaxed. Soap runs down into his buttcrack. Jake hands Al another washcloth and lets Al rub soap all over his chest, arms and abdomen. Soap suds run down onto Jake's thighs and dick. Jake takes a handful of shampoo and scrubs Al's hair with it, also doing the same to his own. Al reaches around and rubs the washcloth on Jake's back, legs and buttocks, feeling how firm his muscles are. Jake rubs a bar of soap on Al's chest, stomach and legs, the pasty material smearing on him. He takes the washcloth and lightly scrubs Al's skin. Once soapy, Jake directs Al under the shower head, letting the warm water rinse him off. Jake switches places and rinses himself off as well. He turns around and Al grabs his cock. Al looks up and smiles at Jake, who returns with a smile. He kneels down and takes Jake's cock in his mouth. Jake's head falls back, blissfully sighing. Al puts his left hand under Jake and rubs his hole, jacking Jake's cock with his right hand. Water runs down Jake's body as Al stimulates him. "Oh fuck", he whispers. A familiar pressure wells up in Jake's cock, ready to burst. Al sucks harder, bobbing his head furiously. Jake's body twinges and quivers. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum", Jake huffs. Moments later, Jake ejaculates into Al's mouth. "Oh, oh", Jake moans, feeling intense release. Al savors the acidic taste of Jake's cum and swallows it. He also licks the spicy musk from Jake's ass off his left fingers. "You filthy little slut", Jake exclaims, smiling. Once Jake and Al regain their composure, they finish cleaning up. Jake turns off the faucet and hands Al a towel, grabbing one for himself. Both men step out of the shower and dry off. Al realizes that he has no toothpaste to clean his teeth with. "How am I gonna brush my teeth?", Al asks. "Here, here's an extra toothbrush", Jake exclaims, handing Al the toothbrush. "Thanks", Al exclaims, smiling. Jake also brushes his teeth and applies Old Spice deodorant to his armpits. "I also need some", Al exclaims. "I have an extra stick right here", Jake exclaims, handing it over. Al applies a bit of deodorant, not wanting to be overpowered by its scent.

Both men go back to Jake's room to get dressed. Al picks his clothes up off the floor and watches Jake put on a pair of red plaid boxers. "My favorite to see you in", Al giggles. "I know, that's why I'm wearing them", Jake chuckles, smiling. Once dressed, they head downstairs. "Do we have time for breakfast?", Al asks. "We really should be going, we're gonna be late", Jake exclaims, "Besides, I already gave you your breakfast". "Ha, but I meant cereal", Al exclaims. "Okay, but hurry up", Jake exclaims. Both men go to the kitchen. Jake hands Al a box of Cheerios and a carton of milk. Al pours himself some and sits down to eat. "Jake, there's something we have to talk about", Al exclaims. "What's that?", Jake responds. "I hear that we might be in trouble for what happened to Chris and his friends last week.", Al exclaims. "Don't worry about it", Jake exclaims. "But they know our identities", Al exclaims. "Well, we'll just have to fight it", Jake exclaims. "I hope we'll be fine, I don't want to go to jail", Al says worryingly. "We'll be fine", Jake exclaims, patting Al on the shoulder, "Let's get going". Both men head out to the car and drive to their school. Al seems nervous about going inside. "What's wrong?", Jake asks. "I have a bad feeling about this", Al replies. "Dude, don't fret, I've got your back", Jake exclaims. "And I have yours, I'm just scared, that's all". "Don't be, you've got me here", Jake exclaims, smiling. "I'm glad I have you, Jake", Al exclaims. "Likewise", Jake exclaims, "Now let's go in". Both men head inside the school. As they arrive to the bottom level, they see a group of police officers standing near their classroom. "Are you Al and Jake?", one of the officers asks. "Y-yeah", Al says nervously, his teeth chattering. "Both of you are going to have to come to the station with us", the officer exclaims. Al and Jake look at each other with fright, but oblige with the officers. They exit the school and enter the police cruiser. Al has a lot of nervous thoughts running through his head, including his parents finding out about this.

Once at the police station, Al and Jake are separated and interrogated. Al is the first one questioned. "So tell me about the events of last Thursday", the officer exclaims. "What do you want to know?", Al asks. "From the beginning. What lead to you guys beating up this Chris and his two friends?", the officer exclaims. "Well, they had raped me in the men's locker room at school.", Al exclaims. "They raped you? Why didn't you alert the police of this?", the officer asks. "I didn't want to involve a lot of people", Al exclaims nervously. "But you involved your friend, and now you guys are looking at some serious time for assault", the officer exclaims. "I didn't mean for it to get that out of hand, I swear", Al exclaims. "You might not've, but you're looking at fines and several years in jail, unless you make a plea", the officer exclaims. "A plea? How do I do that?", Al asks. The officer stands up from his chair. He picks Al up from his seat and turns him around. "A little bargaining", the officer whispers, pulling Al's shorts and underwear down. He smooths his left hand down Al's buttcrack, rubbing his fingers against Al's hole. Al, frozen, is taken by the back of the neck and slumped over the interrogation table. The officer unzips his pants, his meaty cock popping out. He directs it into Al's ass, making Al wince. "Mmm, some good ass", the officer mumbles quietly. He rests his hands on Al's shoulders and thrusts. Al frowns, his eyes welling up with tears. The plopping of skin makes a slight clapping sound, as Al is humped against the table. "You're a good little trooper", the officer whispers. Al's eyes become twirly, feeling fear and bliss at the same time. After several minutes, the officer ejaculates inside Al, inhaling through his nostrils and letting out a sigh as he orgasms. He pulls Al's shorts and underwear back up and lightly taps his ass. "Now don't you tell no one about this", the officer exclaims. Al, in a state of shock, doesn't say a word. He is lead out of the interrogation room and seated in the hallway, waiting for Jake to come out. Minutes later, Jake exits the interrogation room in handcuffs. "What's going on?", Al asks anxiously. "He's under arrest for assault and battery", one of the officers replies. Jake looks back at Al with concern on his face. "Jake...", Al whispers, almost crying. "I'll call you", Jake mouths quietly. He is lead away as Al stands there, shaking and unsure of everything. "We'll escort you back to school", one of the officers exclaims. "Um, okay", Al exclaims nervously. He leaves the police station and is driven back to school. Students in the halls murmur but Al tries to pay them no attention.

The rest of the day becomes a fog to Al, barely able to concentrate on his schoolwork due to Jake's arrest. Students whisper quietly to each other about the situation. "So did you hear what happened? Jake got arrested!", a student clamors. "No way. What for?", another student asks. "Got busted for beating up Chris, Zack and Levi", the student answers. "Holy shit", the other student responds. Al can't take much more of the gossip and picks up his things and leaves. He can only think of one place to escape to: Mr. Brittain's classroom. Al heads there to find it empty. Disappointment runs across his mind, until he hears footsteps nearing. Mr. Brittain walks in. "Oh. Hey, Al", he exclaims. "Bryan", Al exclaims. "What's going on?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Jake got arrested today", Al exclaims, beginning to cry. "Oh no", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al walks up to Mr. Brittain and hugs him, laying his head on Mr. Brittain's chest. "It's so horrible and it's all my fault", Al cries. "Shhh, it'll be alright", Mr. Brittain exclaims, holding Al in his arms. "You said it would be okay", Al exclaims, sniveling. "I only told you to tell the truth", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I didn't tell them that Jake did the beating. I didn't want him to get in trouble.", Al exclaims. "You did the right thing, Al, there's nothing more you can do except wait it out", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Jake is my friend and I want him back", Al exclaims. "Maybe he'll take a plea and be free soon", Mr. Brittain assures Al. "I hope so", Al snivels, not telling Mr. Brittain that he took a plea of his own. Mr. Brittain continues to hold Al and rock him in his arms, looking off into the distance. Little does Al know the truth at this point, but is comforted by Mr. Brittain's embrace. The bell rings. "You should head home", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al exclaims, wiping his tears. "I'll see you soon", Mr. Brittain exclaims, smiling. "I love you", Al exclaims, leaving the classroom. Mr. Brittain's smile quickly turns into a scowl, and turns his head back. Al arrives home minutes later. He opens the front door and walks in to see his parents are home. "Al, how've you been, buddy?", his father calls out. "I've been okay", Al chuckles nervously. "What did you do this weekend?", his mother asks. "I was at a friend's", Al replies. "We missed you", Al's father exclaims. "I know. I just wanted to spend some time with friends.", Al exclaims. "It's alright, we still have Christmas to catch up on family time", Al's mother exclaims. "I'm going to do some homework and then relax", Al exclaims. "Okay", his parents exclaim in unison, a bit perplexed at their son's responses. Al enters his bedroom and sets down his bookbag. He sits on the bed and weeps, feeling guilty about involving Jake in his problems. Al turns to homework and tries hard to study. Once dinner is over and the night falls, Al quietly drifts off to sleep, anticipating when he'll hear from Jake again.

...to be continued

 

[IceColdLover]

I Plead the Fifth
Tuesday arrived on a chilly day, with a chance of snow. Al awakens at dawn and has Jake on his mind first thing. He hurriedly gets in the shower and cleans himself up. Once done, Al dries off and gets dressed. He heads out the door, only to be stopped short by his parents. "Al, where are you going? Don't you want breakfast first?", Al's mom calls out. "Um, I told a friend I'd meet them before school starts", Al replies. "Okay, but you should probably eat something", Al's mom exclaims. Al walks back into the kitchen and grabs a few granola bars. "All I have time for", Al exclaims, before heading out. His mom looks on, perplexed at her son's eagerness to leave so soon. Al walks the short distance to school. He arrives at his locker to grab his math textbook. One of his friends, Tom, approaches him. "Hey, Al", Tom exclaims. "Hey, Tom", Al responds. "Did you hear what happened to Jake?", Tom asks. "No, what?", Al replies, pretending to not know. "Hey got arrested", Tom replies. "Oh no", Al exclaims. "Yeah, for beating up Chris", Tom exclaims. "What for?", Al asks, again pretending to not know the truth. "I dunno, but Jake's in some deep shit", Tom exclaims. "Hope he'll be alright", Al exclaims. "Yeah man, me too", Tom exclaims. "I have to head to math class soon", Al exclaims. "Okay. Talk atcha later", Tom exclaims, walking away. Al is relieved to end the conversation, still feeling guilty for involving Jake in his drama. The bell rings and Al heads to math class. The class file in and take their seats. Al sighs in grief, knowing that Jake isn't there. "Okay class, today we'll be learning about fractions, decimals and percentages. Open your textbooks and turn to page 70", the teacher exclaims. Al tries to focus on the assignment, not wanting bad grades on top of his mounting problems. After nearly the entire class period, Al is finished with his assignment and hands it in. The bell rings at 9:45 AM and the class files out.

Al exits the classroom. He is relieved to know that neither Tim nor Chris are around to harass him at this time, but is anticipating lunchtime so he can talk to Jake via phone. One more class precedes, so Al puts his math textbook away and grabs his materials for the next study. Social Studies lags on for the next hour and 45 minutes. Once it's over, lunchtime arrives, and everyone shuffles into the cafeteria. Al, on the other hand, walks into the bathroom at the corner of the hall. He looks at his cell phone, but sees no incoming calls. Minutes later, Al receives a call from the city jail. He answers. "Hello?", Al says. "Al?", the voice asks. "Yes", Al replies. "It's Jake", the voice exclaims. "Oh, Jake, how are you?", Al asks. "Ready to get the fuck out of here", Jake responds, "Nothing to do and not one decent guy in here". "I'm sorry, Jake. I miss you.", Al exclaims. "Fuck, man, I miss you too. Hurry up and get me out of here", Jake exclaims. "I'm trying to", Al exclaims. "Are you gonna come and see me?", Jake asks. "I want to, after school", Al exclaims. "I'd love that a lot. Parents are pissed that I'm here", Jake exclaims. "I bet, but I'm here for you", Al exclaims. "You're the best", Jake exclaims. "Hey, Jake, lunch will be over soon, so I gotta go. I'll see you soon", Al exclaims. "Okay. I love you, Al. I want to get out of here so we can do our thing", Jake exclaims. "I love you too, Jake. I promise I'll get you out of there.", Al exclaims. "You better, boy", Jake lightly laughs. "Love you", Al exclaims. "Love you", Jake exclaims. The phone calls ends, and Al feels drained emotionally, caught up in a storm.

With a few minutes left to spare until lunch is over, Al pays a visit to Mr. Brittain, the only person he can confide in. He walks into Mr. Brittain's classroom. Peering through the office window, Al sees Mr. Brittain sitting at his desk, sipping a cup of coffee. Al knocks at the door. "Come in", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al opens the door and walks in. "Oh. Al. Close the door and take a seat", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al sits down. "What's up? Are you okay?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Just down about Jake", Al responds. "I hope things work out soon so you can feel happier", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Me too", Al exclaims. "Did you have lunch?", Mr. Brittain asks. "No, just been too worried about Jake to even eat", Al replies. "You've got to eat, or you'll feel worse", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I know, I just want to get Jake out of his predicament, as it's my fault to begin with", Al exclaims. "I'm glad you are coming to your senses. Now you just need to make things right", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I'm going to try my damnest", Al exclaims, "I love Jake". "I know you do. You're a good friend", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al smiles slightly. "There's that smile", Mr. Brittain exclaims, smiling back. Al looks at the clock and sees only 7 minutes left. "I should be heading to class soon", Al exclaims. "I know this might be bad timing, with only a few minutes and you feeling down, but could you...?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Could I what?", Al asks. Mr. Brittain rubs his crotch. Al huffs slightly and looks down nervously. "I feel like this at this time every day and only you can help me with it", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al feels rushed, but can't pass up an opportunity to taste Mr. Brittain's flesh. He kneels down between Mr. Brittain's legs and undoes his zipper. Mr. Brittain's cock grows hard under his white cotton briefs. Al spreads the two patches of cotton apart and pulls out Mr. Brittain's cock. Taking it in hand, Al mouths the glans and sucks gently. Mr. Brittain leans back in his seat and sighs deeply. Al grips the base and twists and jerks the shaft. "Ooh, that's good", Mr. Brittain moans softly. Al moves his mouth down further and gently bobs his head up and down. Suction sounds are made as he does. The salty flavor of Mr. Brittain's cock washes over Al's tongue. "Gonna get your protein today, boy", Mr. Brittain exclaims, petting Al's hair. Al tastes the bitter tang of precum dripping from the pisshole. He sucks harder and moves his head faster. "Ah yeah", Mr. Brittain exclaims, half-laughing. Al pushes his mouth down to the base and holds, taking the entire length of Mr. Brittain's cock down his throat. Mr. Brittain hisses. "Ah, fuck yeah", he grumbles. Al's eyes becoming red and teary, breathing shallow.

Mr. Brittain pulls Al off his cock and stands him up. He then pulls Al's jeans and underwear down. "Bend over", Mr. Brittain demands. Al bends over, his buttocks slightly parted. "Spread that", Mr. Brittain demands. Al spreads his buttcheeks. "Ooh, that's what I love to see", Mr. Brittain murmurs, in awe at the sight of Al's pink hole. "Bring that ass closer", Mr. Brittain demands. Al walks backwards. Mr. Brittain grabs handfuls of Al's buttocks and buries his face in Al's crack, his nose pressed against the top of it. He flicks his tongue in a fast pace, savoring the tangy flavor of Al's hole. Al huffs, his eyes rolling back. "Mmm, love the taste of your ass", Mr. Brittain murmurs. He kisses and sucks the smooth opening. "Oh God, Bryan", Al huffs softly. Mr. Brittain laps his tongue over and over and over, til Al's hole has no more taste. Al is directed to stand back up and walked over to the wall. Mr. Brittain gets behind Al and holds Al by the waist, directing his cock into Al's ass. Al huffs, his mouth wide open, as he feels his anal sphincters accept Mr. Brittain's cock. Mr. Brittain leans in, his left arm around Al's stomach and his right arm around Al's chest. He kisses Al's neck as he slowly grinds his dick in Al's ass. Al's eyes are closed, taking in the bliss of the moment, his hands pressed against the wall. He softly moans. Mr. Brittain swivels his hips and moves his hands down Al's body. The room becomes slightly warmer, the air a bit thicker. Mr. Brittain changes pace and thrusts forward, slowly rocking his hips back and forth. Al licks his lips, gritting his fingernails against the wall as he feels Mr. Brittain's glans hit deep inside him. A light sound of their skin clapping together becomes audible. Mr. Brittain becomes perfervid, humping Al harder against the wall. "Mmm", Al moans, feeling Mr. Brittain's cock jab his innards. Mr. Brittain reaches down and jacks Al's cock. Both men begin huffing, their breath drawing short, locked in a hot moment of passion. Al whimpers, feeling innervated and on the edge of cumming. He feels Mr. Brittain's hot breath blow across his neck. Mr. Brittain jacks Al harder. Al feels pressure well up in his cock, his eyes fluttering. He and Mr. Brittain huff and gasp as both simultaneously ejaculate. Al moans as he blows his load on Mr. Brittain's left hand. Mr. Brittain moans loudly in Al's left ear, squinting his eyes and hissing as he unloads inside Al's ass. "Oh fuck", he whispers. Al's body feels hot and desperately tries to catch his breath. Mr. Brittain gives Al a few light thrusts, ensuring that he's emptied, before kissing Al's neck and holding him near. "I love you", Mr. Brittain whispers in Al's ear. "I love you too", Al responds. Both men stand there, lovingly embraced, until the bell rings and snaps them back to reality. Mr. Brittain pulls out of Al. Al feels his anus pop shut and reaches down to pull his pants back up. Mr. Brittain licks Al's semen off of his left hand with a lustful look in his eyes. He takes a wipe and cleans off his cock before putting it back in his pants. Al hurriedly opens the door. "Al?", Mr. Brittain calls out. "Yes?", Al responds. Mr. Brittain walks over and holds Al's face, caressing it. "I love you", Mr. Brittain whispers, before passionately kissing Al. Al locks lips with Mr. Brittain, but only for a few seconds before he pulls away. "I have to go now", Al exclaims, and walks out of the classroom. Mr. Brittain sighs, wishing it was longer and that they had more time.

With lunchtime over, Al goes to his locker and grabs the books needed for his last two classes. He anxiously awaits 3:15 PM, when school ends. After over 2 hours of waiting, the school day ends. Al leaves class and puts his books in his locker. He then wonders how he's going to get a ride to the jail to meet Jake. Al riffles through his wallet to see if he has enough money for the city bus. He finds enough cash and heads out for the bus stop. The bus arrives on time and Al boards it, anxiously waiting to see Jake. At 4 PM, the bus arrives at the county jail. Al walks in. The receptionist calls out. "Are you a visitor?", she asks. "Yes, I'm here to see a friend", Al replies. "Okay. You'll need this visitor's pass", the receptionist exclaims. Al takes it and heads for the waiting room. He sits there for what seems like forever, but soon, the inmates are let into the visiting room. Al gets up and walks in. He sees Jake seated at one of the tables, dressed in orange coveralls. "Jake", he calls out. "Al!", Jake exclaims. Al sits down. "Man, I've been dying to see you. What's up?", he asks. "Fuckin' ready to leave this shit hole", Jake exclaims. "When is your court date?", Al asks. "December 15th", Jake replies. "Am I allowed in?", Al asks. "I hope so. I need your support", Jake exclaims. "I'm always here for you, as you've been for me", Al exclaims. "That's what friends are for", Jake exclaims. Al smiles. "How they've been treating you?", Al asks. "Good, just can't get a decent meal or good head", Jake exclaims. Both men chuckle. "You'll be out soon", Al exclaims. "Man, I hope so. Gotta get back to livin'", Jake exclaims. "I know what you mean. Seems like some sort of a dream the past day", Al remarks. "Yeah man, totally", Jake exclaims. "I miss you", Al exclaims. "I miss you too. Can't wait to get out of here so I can pound that pretty ass of yours again", Jake exclaims. Al smiles. "It'll be worth the wait", Al exclaims. Jake smiles. The time for visiting is up, and the prisoners have to head back to their cells. Jake is escorted back by a guard. "I'll call you tomorrow", Jake whispers. "Okay", Al whispers back. Soon, Jake is out of sight, and Al feels down again. He walks to the front desk and hands in his visitors ID. "Have a good evening", the receptionist exclaims. "Thanks. You too", Al exclaims.

Al heads out of the jail, but realizes he now has no way of getting back home, and is too far of a walk. A patrol car pulls up. Al walks over to talk to the officer. "Officer?", Al calls out. "Yes, sir? What's the problem?", the officer asks. "I need a ride home. I live near the park in the center of town", Al exclaims. "Okay. Hop in the back and we'll take you home", the officer exclaims. Al opens the door and sits in the back seat, where the windows are caged and a divider is between the front and back seats. He immediately recognized the two officers, one being Officer Black, and the other being Officer Thompson, the one who interrogated him yesterday. "So you say you live in the center of town?", Officer Black asks. "Yes, that's correct", Al replies. "Okay", Officer Black exclaims. They head out of the parking lot. Officer Black turns left, instead of right, the correct way home. The further they drive away, the more nervous Al becomes. Officer Black pulls onto a desolate road near the jail, and turns off the car's ignition. Al gasps in anxiety, seeing Officer Thompson exit the car and walk over to his side. The door is opened and Al is yanked out of the back seat by the back of his collar. Officer Thompson slams Al against the trunk of the car and puts Al's hands together. He pulls out a pair of handcuffs and locks them around Al's wrists. "Why are you doing this?", Al asks, scared. "You need to be taught a little lesson", Officer Thompson exclaims. Al recalls those same words from Tim, and becomes frightened at what's about to happen. Officer Thompson pulls Al's jeans and underwear down to his ankles, exposing his butt. He kneels down behind Al and spreads Al's buttcheeks apart, before burying his face in Al's crack and fervidly licking his hole. "Mmm, mmm, mmm", Officer Thompson mumbles. Al whimpers, his left cheek pressed against the trunk lid. He looks to see Officer Black checking his scanner, doing nothing to help him. "Tasty little ass", Officer Thompson remarks, flicking his tongue. Once done, he stands up and pulls out his police baton. Al turns his head, and feels Officer Thompson shove the long end into his hole. He bites his bottom lip hard, too loaded with pain to utter a sound. "Yeah", Officer Thompson exclaims, pistoning the baton back and forth. Al huffs in pain. "Please stop", he pleads. Officer Thompson twists the baton, causing Al to squeal. "That's it", Officer Thompson chuckles. He pulls the baton out and sees how stretched open Al's hole is. Al hopes that it's over, but from experience, he knows he's going to receive more punishment.

Al hears the sound of a zipper pulling, and braces himself. Officer Thompson shoves his hard cock into Al's hole with force, making Al jolt. "Ah!", he screams. "Take that dick, my little trooper", Officer Thompson exclaims. Al sobs as he's rocked against the trunk. "Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm", Officer Thompson grunts, thrusting Al hard. Officer Black steps out of the patrol car and walks around back. Al looks up and Officer Black takes Al by the chin, causing Al's lips to puff. His eyes are filled with fear. "You hurt my friend's son real bad, and now you're going to pay for it", Officer Black exclaims, a mad look in his eyes. Al now realizes that Black knows Chris, and that he's going to get hurt. Officer Black smacks Al across the face several times, making him scream, as Thompson drills Al's hole. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!", Officer Thompson grumbles. Officer Black walks around the back of the patrol car until Officer Thompson is done. Thompson unloads in Al's ass. Al feels the warmth of semen inside him, all while his nose and lips are bloodied, the pain etched across his face. Officer Thompson gathers himself and sits back down in the patrol car. Officer Black stands behind Al and feverishly unbuttons his shirt and pulls down his pants. "My turn now", he exclaims. Al squints his eyes, sobbing and feeling helpless. He feels Black penetrate him, and huffs to brace against the pain. "Ah yeah", Officer Black exclaims, feeling Al's tight, warm hole around his cock. He slaps Al's buttocks as he pounds him with such force. Al screams, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Ah yeah, take that dick, you fuck!", Black exclaims loudly. Officer Thompson can see what's happening in his mirror, and laughs. Officer Black grunts loudly as he ejaculates inside Al's ass, pressing him up against the car with his final thrusts. Al's eyes roll back, feeling faint. Black pulls out, his dick covered in Al's blood. "You deserved this", Officer Black exclaims. He takes a key and releases Al from the handcuffs. Al crumples down to the ground, exhausted and in pain. Officer Black redresses and sits back down in the driver's seat. He starts the car back up and he and Thompson drive off, leaving Al to fend for himself. Al struggles to breath, but finally gets enough strength to pull his pants up. He looks around, not sure where he's at, and starts to cry. Wiping the blood from his face, Al reaches down into his pants pocket to grab his wallet. He hardly has any money left to take a bus back, so he decides to walk the rest of the way home.

As Al nears the city limits, a voice calls out to him from a car. "Al? Oh my God, what happened?", the voice calls out. Al turns to see that it's Mr. Brittain. "Bryan, Bryan, I'm really hurt", Al cries. "My God. Get in, Al, I'll take you to the hospital", Mr. Brittain exclaims. Al gets in and Mr. Brittain drives to the hospital. "Al, what happened to you?", Mr. Brittain asks. "I was raped", Al sobs. "By who?", Mr. Brittain asks. "Two officers from the jail", Al exclaims. "We're gonna get to the bottom of this", Mr. Brittain exclaims. They arrive at the hospital, where Al is taken into an examining room and changes into a hospital gown. "What happened, sir?", a doctor asks. "I was beaten and assaulted on my way home", Al exclaims. "I'm calling the police while you are being examined", the doctor exclaims. Al is examined and cleaned up by another doctor, who also has to inspect Al's rectum for damage. "Ow, ow, ow", Al cries. "Looks like he has some rectal tears", the doctor says to Mr. Brittain. "What can you do for him?", he asks. "We'll give him some medication to heal the tears quicker, and I advise that he gets enough bed rest and stays away from physical activity until they're healed", the doctor exclaims. Minutes later, two police officers walk in to take the report. Al tenses up as he realizes that they're Black and Thompson, the same ones who raped him. "What do we have here, doctor?", Black asks. "This young man was assaulted on his way home", the doctor replies. "Can he give me the description of the attacker?", Black asks. Al feels too nervous to communicate. "If you can't give us one right now, we can question you later", Officer Black exclaims. Al says nothing. The officers leave. "Man, we really tore up that ass", Thompson exclaims. "Yeah, well, he deserved every bit of it for attacking Chris like he did", Black exclaims. Thompson chuckles. After a few evaluations, Al is ready to go home. He realizes he left his cell phone and bookbag in his locker. "I need to call my parents", Al exclaims. "I'll take you home, if you want", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "I don't think I can confront them right now, Bryan, I'm so scared", Al sobs. "Then come home with me and I'll take care of you", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al exclaims, feeling more calm now. Mr. Brittain drives Al back to his place. Once inside, Mr. Brittain turns the lights on and removes his socks and shoes. Al, feeling quivering in his body, puts his arms around Mr. Brittain and sobs. "Please help me, Bryan", Al cries. "I will, I will, Al, you'll be okay", Mr. Brittain exclaims. He holds Al for a few moments. Al feels more at ease being with Mr. Brittain right now. "I have to be up early in the morning. How about we go to bed and get some rest? We'll figure out what to do next then, okay?", Mr. Brittain exclaims. "Okay", Al exclaims. Mr. Brittain changes into his night clothes, a T-shirt and boxer briefs. Al lays on Mr. Brittain's bed and tries to gather himself. Mr. Brittain lays next to Al and holds him near. He kisses Al on the cheek and runs his fingers through Al's hair. "It'll be alright", Mr. Brittain whispers. Al says nothing, and drifts off to sleep in Mr. Brittain's arms. "I love you, Al", Mr. Brittain whispers. "I love you too, Bryan", Al whispers. Soon, Al is asleep. He is still oblivious to the true nature of recent events. Mr. Brittain pulls his comforter over him and Al and quietly falls asleep.

...to be continued

 

[bs29697]

Great chapter. I didn't like how the police officers treated Al with both of them raping him. I hope Jake gets out of jail soon and he and Al have their day in court so they can tell their side of the story.

Brian

 

[IceColdLover]

Great chapter. I didn't like how the police officers treated Al with both of them raping him. I hope Jake gets out of jail soon and he and Al have their day in court so they can tell their side of the story.

Brian

Always the darkest before the dawn. The next few chapters will have their highs and lows.

 

[bs29697]

You're right its always darkest before dawn. I thought about asking you how the next few chapters end but I didn't because I'd just ruin the fun of reading it myself to discover the ending!

Brian

 

[IceColdLover]

Got writer's block. Hopefully my mojo will come back soon so I can get to the good stuff.

 

[bs29697]

Hope your mojo returns soon my friend


Brian

 

[bs29697]

Hoping you are doing well IceColdLover

 

[IceColdLover]

I have been ill and uninspired to finish the current chapter. I can't think of a way to end it so I can move on to the really good stuff.

 

[bs29697]

So sorry to hear you were sick hope you will be feeling better soon. Hopefully an idea to end this story will come to you and give us a satisfactory ending so we can move on to the good stuff!!!


Brian