Re: Senior Year (Working Title)
Part VIII
I must have blacked out, because the next thing I remember is Alex looking up at me, with his head on my chest. He crawled up and kissed me again, making me taste myself on his breath. It was incredibly erotic to be kissing him like that, especially outside. After a few minutes of that, we jumped into the pool to rinse off the smell of sex. He found us towels in a chest on the patio, and we dried off, and reluctantly put our clothes back on.
“That was pretty hot,” I remarked, as we walked back inside, and up to his room. He smiled, and gave my butt a quick squeeze, before helping me stuff my old clothes in my book bag, with my book.
“Do I need to put a shirt and tie on, or anything?” he asked me. I gave him a quick once over. I thought he looked very sexy in just a t-shirt and shorts.
“You look fine,” I told him. “I take that back; you look hot,” I said, with a grin, before hugging him. He kissed me on the forehead, before going over to get socks out of his dresser.
“I’m at least going to put real shoes on,” he said, as he kicked his flip-flops off, and put on a nice pair of running shoes. “So…, where do you live?” he asked, while tying his shoes.
“On the other side of the school, past the grocery store,” I said, after he stood up. He put his arm around my shoulder, and cocked his head towards the door.
“Let’s go, stud,” he said, making me grin. I put my arm around Alex’s waist, and we walked down to the garage. As I was putting my school bag in the backseat of his car, he came up behind me, and hugged me. I turned around, and he kissed me deeply. “Yeah, you like that, hotness?” he asked, as he rubbed his crotch against my ass.
“Mmmm…,” I said, torn between the idea of him fucking me again, and being screamed at for being late. “If you keep that up, we’ll never make it to my house,” I told him, before turning around, and leaning against the car. “We’ll fool around, when we get there,” I told him, after he kissed me again.
“Damn right…, if we don’t on the way… That could be fun,” Alex said, as he kept kissing me. We laughed, and got in the car. “So, stud muffin, what do you listen to?” he asked, after he had backed out, and we were on the road, while he was messing with the radio.
“I don’t know… NPR?” I asked, with a laugh. “I guess I like Oldies,” I told him.
“You guess?” he asked, as he found a station.
“I don’t know. I don’t listen to the radio that often,” I said.
“We’ll have to work on that, babe,” he said. I could tell he liked giving me pet names, and I thought it was very cute. I hadn’t expected him to be in to me enough to do stuff like that, but I wasn’t opposed to it.
“Whatever, handsome,” I said, with a grin. We kept talking, not really about anything important for the rest of the journey to my house. He pulled up in the drive way, in front of the two-story brick house. It wasn’t as big as his, but I liked it well enough. My grandmother had planted flowers in front of the house, and in window boxes, so it still looked like spring.
We got out of the car, and I was about to get my bag out of the back, but he wouldn’t let me. He picked it up for me. I knew we weren’t in view, so I kissed him quickly on the cheek, before we walked to the front door. I opened the glass storm door, and unlocked the front door.
“You can just sit that down over there,” I said, as I closed it, and pointed to a place by the door for Alex to drop my bag. When we turned around, my grandmother was standing, in a blue dress and white apron. She breezed past me, and went over to Alex.
“You must be Alex,” she said, while shaking his hand warmly.
“Yes, ma’am,” Alex said, politely.
“I’m Davey’s grandma,” she said. Alex’s face lit up, when he heard her call me that. I was out of her field of vision, so I glared daggers at him. He just grinned wider. “Well, did you win?” she asked, while pushing her glasses up.
I grinned, when he drew a blank. It would have been easy to forget his soccer victory, in light of his more exciting goals after the game, so I mouthed “Soccer” at him. His eyes lit up. “Oh, right. Yeah, we did win,” he said, quickly. My grandmother smiled.
“Good. Come on in; dinner’s almost ready,” she said, before hurrying back to the kitchen. “I hope you like chicken.”
“It smells great,” he said, as we followed at a distance. He looked around, and when he didn’t see anyone, he got closer to me. “I’d rather nibble on you for a while, though,” he said, quietly in my ear, before nipping my earlobe lightly. I smiled apologetically at him, and he moved to a less obscene distance, before we followed my grandmother into the kitchen.
“If you two could make the salad, that would be wonderful,” she said, as she was stirring one of the multitude of pots bubbling happily on the stove. The air was full of wonderful smells. I went over to the fridge, and started pulling out items for a salad, and pressing them into Alex’s arms. While I went to get a wooden bowl from the cabinet, he started washing the vegetables.
I started cutting a head of lettuce, next to him on the cutting board. He went behind me, to get more things to wash, and I felt his crotch brush against my ass. Without thinking, I pressed back into him. “Could you hand me a… cucumber,” I said, almost seductively.
“Sure, Davey,” he said, as he ground himself into me, and got one from his pile, and handed it to me. I cringed at that name, and cut the phallic vegetable in half, dramatically. “I’ll behave,” he whispered. I turned to look at him, as I continued slicing the cucumber. He looked at me with adorable puppy dog eyes.
“If only puppy dogs had green eyes,” I told him, too quiet for my grandmother to hear. He winked at me, and we continued our routine. We quickly finished the salad, and put it on the table. “We’re done,” I said, hoping to get somewhere more private.
“Okay, dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes,” she said, without turning around. I grabbed Alex’s hand, and pulled him out of the kitchen, and down a flight of stairs, to the basement. We had finished it a few years ago, and my room was in the corner. I was glad not to have to share with my brother, anymore, and it would give us the privacy we needed. I pulled him in, and locked the door behind me, before grabbing him, and kissing him deeply.
“Fuck dinner; I want you to fuck me,” I muttered, in his ear. He grinned, started to pull my shirt off.
“Fine with me,” he said, with my shirt half-way off. I was about to pull his shorts down, when I heard someone shouting that dinner was finished. “Ignore it,” he groaned, before kissing me too deeply for me to make a response. I would have given anything just to let him keep going, but I knew if we didn’t leave soon, someone would come looking for us.
He let me sit us up, but he kept kissing me. “This is really, hot, and I’m really stupid for making you stop, but we don’t want to get caught,” I said, after breaking this kiss, and pulling him up by the hand.
“Okay… but you make me so horny…,” he said, while wrapping his arms around me, from behind. “After dinner, you owe me a hot fuck,” he whispered, before grinding himself into me, one more time, making me moan softly, and making me wish I were face down on the bed, letting him fuck me senseless.
I grinned back at him, and we took a few seconds to calm down, before walking back up to the kitchen. We came in at the same time as my twin brother and sister. We sat down, opposite them at the square table. Alex introduced himself to my parents, but he already new my siblings from track. I sensed a certain level of animosity between them, and was sure I saw my sister checking him out. Knowing that other people wanted him as much as I did really had me excited.
Dinner went smoothly. I wasn’t really paying attention to the conversations. Alex got asked a lot about what his parents did, and we tried carefully to hold hands without being seen by the rest of my family. My grandmother seemed to like him, but my mom seemed to be a little wary of him, since he wasn’t an honor student. We volunteered to clear the table, after we had all finished our slices of home-made apple pie.
“Ask if I can sleep over,” he whispered in my ear, as we worked on that. I grinned as I shut the dishwasher, and he followed me into the family room. My dad was reading, while my brother and sister were watching TV.
“Is it okay if Alex spends the night?” I asked. “I got to spend the night at his house, so it’s only fair,” I reasoned, before he could say anything.
“It’s fine with me, but I think your mother wants us to go to church, tomorrow,” he said, looking up from his book.
“That’s okay. I’ll go with you,” Alex said, with a smile.
“Okay. Just don’t stay up too late,” he said. I smiled, and we almost ran out of the room. I could feel the twins’ eyes following us, but didn’t care, so long as they didn’t see us having sex. It seemed like it only took a few seconds for us to race back downstairs to my room.
“I’m so horny,” Alex announced, after I locked the door, and we started pulling off articles of clothing. He pushed me playfully down on the bed, and I landed spread-eagle on my back.
“Flex for me,” I said, as I looked up at his hot body. He grinned, and flexed his arms for me. He wasn’t huge, but he was perfectly proportioned, and every part of him looked rock-hard, yet warm and loveable. I drooled over a few of his body-builder poses, before he climbed on top of me, and started kissing me, again. He was fixated with my lips, and it was extremely erotic to have him licking, kissing, and lightly biting at them. “I love you,” I told him, while I nuzzled his face
“I don’t ever want to leave this room,” he said, before he started to kiss down the sensitive skin of my neck. I moaned his name softly, as he continued further South. I had to stop myself from screaming, when he bit lightly on one of my nipples. He kissed me all the way down to my hard cock. I gripped the navy blue bedspread, when he wrapped his lips around the head of my erection, and slowly began to swallow it.
My blue eyes locked with his green ones, as he sucked on me. He grinned around my cock, when he saw my mouth hanging open. He reached up to my mouth, and silently slipped to fingers in. I sucked on them softly, as I concentrated on the wonderful sensations his mouth was giving me.
Abruptly, he moved off of my cock, and started licking between the cheeks of my ass. Before I could say anything, I felt his tongue push its way inside of me. I had to keep sucking on his fingers to avoid crying out, at the new sensation. He got me to turn over, and I put my head in the pillow, to muffle any further moans, and he went right back to work.
The pleasure was almost unreal, and with every motion of his tongue, he made me want his cock even more. I knew he was teasing me, and I loved every second of it. After what seemed like hours of him tongue-fucking me, he stopped.
“Are you ready, stud?” he asked, as he got on top of me, and I felt the head of his cock ready to penetrate me, again. I nodded, and he slowly started pushing into me. I gasped when I felt the head slip inside me, but that’s all I felt. He stayed there. I moaned, at the renewed tease. He stayed like that for almost a minute, before sliding more of his big cock inside me. I groaned when I felt him all the way inside me, stretching me. It was easier each time, but he still felt enormous.
“Fuck…,” I moaned, as he again stopped moving, again. I felt him slip his arms under me, and hold me, as he slid even further in. I whimpered, as he flexed his cock, inside me. I felt him breathing in my ear, and turned to look at him.
“You like this?” he asked, with an evil-looking grin. He made me whimper again, as he flexed himself inside me.
“Please…,” I begged, wanting him to fuck me. My erection was almost painful, because I was so aroused. I wanted with every fiber of my being for him to fuck me.
“Please what?” he asked, teasingly.
“Fuck me…,” I whined.
“What?”
“Fuck me!” I said, forcefully, and probably too loudly for where we were.
“You’re the boss,” he said. I could hear the smile, on his voice. “You’re sooo tight,” he moaned, into my ear. “Oh god, I could fuck you forever,” he groaned, as he started thrusting in and out of me. I moaned loudly, and had to put my face in the pillow again, as he massaged my prostate with his cock.
“You’re so big…,” I moaned, as I tried to thrust back into him, as he fucked me, slowly, but steadily. As I softly moaned his name, he began picking up his pace. He squeezed me tightly, and chewed lightly on my ear.
“Your tight ass feels so good, wrapped around my big cock,” he whispered, as he continued to go faster and faster. “Fuck…,” he gasped. He started kissing the side of my face, so I turned my head to kiss him back. I was completely surrounded by him, and I relished the sensation of his cock filling me from one end, and his tongue from the other.
I couldn’t do much but kiss him, and moan into his hot mouth. His balls slapped up against mine, which drove me wild. I was close to coming, without him so much as touching my cock. I softly sucked on his tongue, as he kept kissing me, and fucking me progressively harder. Nothing about it felt rough, and every move he made inside me was both tender and powerful.
We went on like that for at least another fifteen minutes, before his thrusts got faster, and lost some of their rhythm. I could tell that he was very close. Just the thought that such a hot stud was about to come, just because of me was mind-blowing. I squeezed my ass, around him, causing him to groan with pleasure.
“I’m going to come, David!” he grunted, as he slammed into me, one last time. When I felt him erupt inside of me, I almost blacked out. He squeezed me tightly as his white-hot love filled me, and he kissed me again. All of these sensations sent me over the edge, and I came all over my bedspread, beneath him.
To be continued....
This may be the last part for at least a week. I'm going on vacation, and I don't know how good my internet access will be. If I can, I may post some new stuff then. I'm glad you all seem to have liked it, so far.
(Even though it is.)
