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Senior Year
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Never say never, Pyramus11. No one knows what could happen in the near future. I've already made an elaborate plan to get into my jock's pants... and I think I have good chances.
I've noticed that there's a coincidence between our stories. It seems that both of us like Alex's and Mustangs. You wrote first about your Alex owning a Mustang, so sue me... haha... What happened is that a friend of my father's owned a 1967 Mustang and I have always liked his car, so I gave my Alex one.
Never say never, Pyramus11. No one knows what could happen in the near future. I've already made an elaborate plan to get into my jock's pants... and I think I have good chances.
I've noticed that there's a coincidence between our stories. It seems that both of us like Alex's and Mustangs. You wrote first about your Alex owning a Mustang, so sue me... haha... What happened is that a friend of my father's owned a 1967 Mustang and I have always liked his car, so I gave my Alex one.
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Merci, beaucoup.
I promise I'm writing, I'm just getting bogged down with real class work... If you have ideas / things you'd like to hear about in future scenes, please post them. Off topic, but I know I can't have the real "Alex", but there's a hottie that I may have a prospect with that actually is gay... so...
Merci, beaucoup.
I promise I'm writing, I'm just getting bogged down with real class work... If you have ideas / things you'd like to hear about in future scenes, please post them. Off topic, but I know I can't have the real "Alex", but there's a hottie that I may have a prospect with that actually is gay... so...
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Chapter Twelve
(Written from Alex’s Perspective)
I couldn’t believe how lucky I was, as I looked down at David’s sleeping form, in my bed. I smiled when I saw that the blanket wasn’t quite covering all of his slim body; his cute butt was left bare. I felt a little stir in my groin, as I sat next to him on the bed, and quietly ran my fingers through his hair. He looked positively angelic there, which was ironic given what we had done a few hours earlier. From what he had said, he didn’t think he was as cute as I thought he was. His face was perfect, with very kissable lips and the bluest eyes I had ever seen, and his body was slim, with only a dusting of hair. Speaking of his hair, no matter how much he said he was a brunet, he really was a blond.
I was glad that I finally made a move on him, and I think he was happy, too. I had come out to Mark a few months before that, and he was really supportive. Mark was my best friend, and he was on the soccer team with me. I was a little bigger than he was, but he was still hot. He told me he was straight, but some vibe I got told me that he could at least be a little bi-curious. Not that it really mattered anymore, since I had David. In fact, he was the one that convinced me that I should stop worrying and fantasizing and go after him. I grinned, thinking I at least owed him a Coke for that.
David stirred a little, as I caressed his lower back, and let a finger slip between his ass cheeks. I grinned to myself as I pushed my index finger inside his ass. It was still wet from what we had done earlier. He moaned softly in his sleep, as I gently probed him. I saw his blue eyes flutter open.
“Hi there, handsome,” I said, with a grin.
“Hi…,” he said softly, as he considered the sensations he was getting from me. I stopped finger-fucking him, and leaned down to kiss him softly on the lips. His lips tasted good, and I slipped my tongue inside his mouth. He kissed me back, as he rolled over on his back, and sat up. “This is a pretty good way to wake up,” he said, as he stroked the nape of my neck.
“You’re a pretty good kisser,” I told him. He blushed a little, as I nuzzled his neck affectionately. He smiled softly at me. I thought it was very cute that he was too shy to admit that he was a fantastic kisser, so I kissed him again to prove my point.
“We smell like hot monkey sex,” he said, after a minute. A laughed at his bluntness, but couldn’t help but agree.
“What do you suggest?” I asked, suggestively.
“Maybe a nice bath…?” he suggested, as he gauged me for a reaction. I grinned at him. That was one place we hadn’t fucked, yet.
“That’s a good idea, sexy, but… We’d just get dirty, if we fooled around, again,” I said. He seemed to process that for a few seconds, as he gave me a sideways glance.
“I think you’re telling me you want to fool around, again,” he said. I answered by kissing him deeply. His eyes got big, as he put his arms around my neck, and let me push him back to the bed.
“I only have you for another few hours, before my parents get back,” I said, as I stroked his hair. He rubbed my back, as I kissed his lips.
“Well, if the sexiest guy in school wants to fool around with me, who am I to say no?” he said, with a smile. I grinned at him. I kissed him more intensely, as I ground my growing erection into him. The look on his face turned me on even more than I already was. I had an uncontrollable urge to just fuck his brains out. I quickly sat up and scooted down his chest so he could get to my straining cock. He licked his lips before looking up at me for permission. I smiled softly at him before he licked the head, sending a shiver up my spine.
“Fuck,” I gasped, as he started to swallow it. He carefully licked around the head, as I gently pushed more into his mouth. He sucked eagerly for a minute, before I pulled out to avoid losing control too early. I quickly scooted down behind him, and coaxed him to put his legs up on my shoulders.
“God, I want you,” he said, softly. I was thinking the exact same thing as I slammed my entire cock into him. He cried out, and I knew it either surprised or hurt him, probably both, but the look of lust he gave me told me it was okay. I immediately started pounding into him, because of the warm-up he already had a few hours ago. I could feel my own come inside him, and it was an incredible turn on to be taking sloppy seconds from myself.
“Fuck, I love you,” I moaned, he smiled at me, as his eyes rolled back into his head. “Yeah, you love this, don’t you?” I asked him, insistently.
“God, yes… fuck me harder,” he said. I began to fuck him as hard as I could, as he slipped his legs down around my waist and pulled me in closer. I wrapped my arms around him, and pulled him upright. I turned us so his back was up against the wall. He moaned loudly as I jack-hammered myself into him. I could smell both of our sweat and pre-come in the air. His ass fit me so nicely, and the feelings I was getting were incredible.
“Whose ass is this?” I asked, with almost-gritted teeth, as he tried to push back against me. He grinned at me.
“Yours… Oh god, Alex…,” he moaned.
“Fucking right,” I groaned. It didn’t take much more to drive me close to the edge. It was an incredible turn-on to know how totally he was submitting to me, and how much we loved each other. I slammed in one more time, and felt myself loosing it. I wave of energy and pleasure surged through me, and without thinking, I bit into his shoulder.
He cried out, and I felt him come all over me, as he mumbled my name. I panted as I slipped out of him, and we fell back to the bed. I squeezed him tightly, and looked up into his face. His blue eyes shone. I felt bad for biting him, but I didn’t break the skin, and he seemed to be no worse for the wear.
“My ass may be yours, but this is mine,” he said, as he squeezed my deflating cock. I couldn’t do much more than smile at him, as we relaxed with each other, on the bed.
To be continued...
This isn't very long, but it took me a long time to write... I will definantly have more, at some point, hopefully within the week or next few weeks.
Chapter Twelve
(Written from Alex’s Perspective)
I couldn’t believe how lucky I was, as I looked down at David’s sleeping form, in my bed. I smiled when I saw that the blanket wasn’t quite covering all of his slim body; his cute butt was left bare. I felt a little stir in my groin, as I sat next to him on the bed, and quietly ran my fingers through his hair. He looked positively angelic there, which was ironic given what we had done a few hours earlier. From what he had said, he didn’t think he was as cute as I thought he was. His face was perfect, with very kissable lips and the bluest eyes I had ever seen, and his body was slim, with only a dusting of hair. Speaking of his hair, no matter how much he said he was a brunet, he really was a blond.
I was glad that I finally made a move on him, and I think he was happy, too. I had come out to Mark a few months before that, and he was really supportive. Mark was my best friend, and he was on the soccer team with me. I was a little bigger than he was, but he was still hot. He told me he was straight, but some vibe I got told me that he could at least be a little bi-curious. Not that it really mattered anymore, since I had David. In fact, he was the one that convinced me that I should stop worrying and fantasizing and go after him. I grinned, thinking I at least owed him a Coke for that.
David stirred a little, as I caressed his lower back, and let a finger slip between his ass cheeks. I grinned to myself as I pushed my index finger inside his ass. It was still wet from what we had done earlier. He moaned softly in his sleep, as I gently probed him. I saw his blue eyes flutter open.
“Hi there, handsome,” I said, with a grin.
“Hi…,” he said softly, as he considered the sensations he was getting from me. I stopped finger-fucking him, and leaned down to kiss him softly on the lips. His lips tasted good, and I slipped my tongue inside his mouth. He kissed me back, as he rolled over on his back, and sat up. “This is a pretty good way to wake up,” he said, as he stroked the nape of my neck.
“You’re a pretty good kisser,” I told him. He blushed a little, as I nuzzled his neck affectionately. He smiled softly at me. I thought it was very cute that he was too shy to admit that he was a fantastic kisser, so I kissed him again to prove my point.
“We smell like hot monkey sex,” he said, after a minute. A laughed at his bluntness, but couldn’t help but agree.
“What do you suggest?” I asked, suggestively.
“Maybe a nice bath…?” he suggested, as he gauged me for a reaction. I grinned at him. That was one place we hadn’t fucked, yet.
“That’s a good idea, sexy, but… We’d just get dirty, if we fooled around, again,” I said. He seemed to process that for a few seconds, as he gave me a sideways glance.
“I think you’re telling me you want to fool around, again,” he said. I answered by kissing him deeply. His eyes got big, as he put his arms around my neck, and let me push him back to the bed.
“I only have you for another few hours, before my parents get back,” I said, as I stroked his hair. He rubbed my back, as I kissed his lips.
“Well, if the sexiest guy in school wants to fool around with me, who am I to say no?” he said, with a smile. I grinned at him. I kissed him more intensely, as I ground my growing erection into him. The look on his face turned me on even more than I already was. I had an uncontrollable urge to just fuck his brains out. I quickly sat up and scooted down his chest so he could get to my straining cock. He licked his lips before looking up at me for permission. I smiled softly at him before he licked the head, sending a shiver up my spine.
“Fuck,” I gasped, as he started to swallow it. He carefully licked around the head, as I gently pushed more into his mouth. He sucked eagerly for a minute, before I pulled out to avoid losing control too early. I quickly scooted down behind him, and coaxed him to put his legs up on my shoulders.
“God, I want you,” he said, softly. I was thinking the exact same thing as I slammed my entire cock into him. He cried out, and I knew it either surprised or hurt him, probably both, but the look of lust he gave me told me it was okay. I immediately started pounding into him, because of the warm-up he already had a few hours ago. I could feel my own come inside him, and it was an incredible turn on to be taking sloppy seconds from myself.
“Fuck, I love you,” I moaned, he smiled at me, as his eyes rolled back into his head. “Yeah, you love this, don’t you?” I asked him, insistently.
“God, yes… fuck me harder,” he said. I began to fuck him as hard as I could, as he slipped his legs down around my waist and pulled me in closer. I wrapped my arms around him, and pulled him upright. I turned us so his back was up against the wall. He moaned loudly as I jack-hammered myself into him. I could smell both of our sweat and pre-come in the air. His ass fit me so nicely, and the feelings I was getting were incredible.
“Whose ass is this?” I asked, with almost-gritted teeth, as he tried to push back against me. He grinned at me.
“Yours… Oh god, Alex…,” he moaned.
“Fucking right,” I groaned. It didn’t take much more to drive me close to the edge. It was an incredible turn-on to know how totally he was submitting to me, and how much we loved each other. I slammed in one more time, and felt myself loosing it. I wave of energy and pleasure surged through me, and without thinking, I bit into his shoulder.
He cried out, and I felt him come all over me, as he mumbled my name. I panted as I slipped out of him, and we fell back to the bed. I squeezed him tightly, and looked up into his face. His blue eyes shone. I felt bad for biting him, but I didn’t break the skin, and he seemed to be no worse for the wear.
“My ass may be yours, but this is mine,” he said, as he squeezed my deflating cock. I couldn’t do much more than smile at him, as we relaxed with each other, on the bed.
To be continued...
This isn't very long, but it took me a long time to write... I will definantly have more, at some point, hopefully within the week or next few weeks.
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Wonderful as always. Looking forward to chapter 13.
Wonderful as always. Looking forward to chapter 13.
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)
I've just finished part 7 and all I can say is this is one hot story. I love your writing style and accuracy.
I've just finished part 7 and all I can say is this is one hot story. I love your writing style and accuracy.
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there all really gud! hope theres more coming!!
there all really gud! hope theres more coming!!
Please don't keep us waiting much longer!
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Chapter Thirteen
(Written from David’s Perspective)
Alex made a great, hundred-and-sixty-pound security blanket. He nuzzled my face, as we lay together on his bed. I had already noticed that he seemed to like putting himself on top of me, in whatever position or mode we happened to be in. I wasn’t complaining, though. I liked being a human teddy bear for such a hot, sweet guy like Alex. I shuddered a little as he licked my ear lobe.
“I’m going to have to take you home, eventually, aren’t I?” he asked, me. I squeezed his butt a little, before answering.
“Eventually,” I said, lazily. He kissed me softly on the cheek.
We kept cuddling for a while longer, before he led me into the bathroom where we took a long, hot, soapy shower. He massaged my back and washed my hair for me. He made me feel so pampered just from those little gestures of affection. We got dressed reluctantly, and curled up on the couch, together. We were a little tired from our adventures, so we spooned a little lethargically.
“I’m a little hungry… you know… for food, not for cock,” Alex said, as he rubbed my chest a little lazily. I rolled my eyes, and laughed a little at that. I realized my own hunger, after he said that. “I think I at least owe you dinner, after this awesome weekend.”
I smiled at him, and sat up, so he could as well. He put an arm around my waist. “I’ve had a lot of fun, too, Alex,” I said, before kissing him. “I get to keep you, right?” I asked quietly. He smiled back at me, and kissed me again. He held my hand as he led me down to his car. He took me to an Applebee’s, and got us a table in the corner, out of sight. We were both watching a cute, male waiter on the other side of the dining room when our waitress came up. She looked a little older than we were, maybe in college, and had blond hair drawn up into a pony tail.
“Can I get you two gentlemen something to drink?” she asked. I could tell she was checking out Alex, which I found humorous. We placed our orders, and she walked away. Alex and I shared a look, and talked quietly. Even after she brought our food out, she kept checking up on us, and flirting with Alex. He was polite, and feigned interest, but her regular visits seriously cut into his time flirting with me, which I found somewhat annoying.
He looked at my watch and saw that he had to pick up his parents in an hour, at the airport, so he paid, and we got back in the car. He drove me quickly back to my house. I was about to open the door, but he grabbed my arm. As soon as I turned around to look at him, he planted the hottest, deepest kiss on me, to date. I swooned a little, and kissed him back. I knew no one would be able to see us inside the car from the house.
“Umm… I guess I’ll pick you up at like six-thirty, tomorrow?” he asked, a little nervously. I smiled at him, and rubbed his hand.
“That sounds great,” I said. “See you,” I said, before kissing him softly, and leaving the car. I smiled over my shoulder at him, and practically skipped into the house. I was so happy, and I’m sure it showed. I locked the door to my room, and flounced onto my bed. It wasn’t made from earlier that day, and I thought it still smelled like Alex. I spied a shirt he had left at my house on the floor, and grabbed it. I inhaled from it, and smiled. I needed that reassuring feeling of Alex to fall asleep.
I was much more tired than I realized, and I quickly fell asleep. When I woke up, I had beaten the alarm again. I immediately missed the feeling of having Alex wrapped around me. I jumped out of bed, which was unusual for me, because I wasn’t normally a morning person. Ever since sleeping with Alex, I felt reenergized, and very peppy. I quickly showered and got dressed. That morning, I paid more attention to my hair and clothes, with a desire to look good for Alex.
Satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed some toast from the kitchen, and paced a little nervously in the foyer until I saw the headlights of his Mustang in the driveway. Beaming, I grabbed my bag, and ran out to meet him. He smiled at me, and reached over to open the door. I dropped my bag in the backseat, and slid inside the car. He murmured a greeting, and reached over to give me a peck on the cheek.
“Good morning,” I said, with a smile. He grinned, and backed out of the driveway.
“Good morning to you, too, handsome,” he said. “You look good,” he commented, as we came to a stoplight. I blushed a little, and checked him out. He was wearing cargo shorts and a polo shirt, like me.
“Speak for yourself,” I said, with a grin. He chuckled a little, and took my hand. Instead of driving straight to school, he pulled off into an unfinished subdivision. He pulled my hand up to his face, and kissed it. He looked entirely too cute in the semi-darkness of early morning. “Aww…,” I said, before he kissed me on the lips.
“Man, I needed that,” he said, after an awe-inspiring, breath-stealing kiss. I was a little unresponsive after dealing with such a great kiss, so he just kissed me again, hoping to bring me back to life. I smiled into his mouth, and put my hand on the back of his neck, as we tried to position ourselves around the center console and gearshift to make out. “I love your lips,” he murmured. I moaned a little as he tongue-fucked me, and bit lightly on my lips.
“Mmm… You’re such a good kisser,” I said, after he took a break. He grinned at me, and rubbed my crotch slowly for a second. I returned the favor, and felt that he was very hard inside his shorts, which made me grin. “I guess you’re happy to see me,” I remarked, with raised eyebrows.
“You’re so sexy…,” he whispered, before kissing me again. I let my hand travel back up his body to explore his hard abs and chest. He felt so strong, and I was completely engrossed in him. Our little tryst continued on for a few more minutes, before I noticed the clock. “Shit, we need to be at school in ten minutes,” I lamented. He looked at the clock and made a similar swear.
We took a minute to cool down, and straighten our clothes before he put the car in gear and drove quickly the rest of the way to school. After checking to make sure no one was watching, he gave me a peck on the cheek, and we had to go our separate ways into the building. I was sad that I wouldn’t get to see him until the end of the day, when our chemistry class was, and even then only for that hour, because we both had practices to go to.
I just barely slipped into my seat before the bell rang for first period algebra with my books and calculator. I wasn’t interested in the lecture, so I just jotted down the assignment, and spaced off while the teacher gave examples. Replays of my many adventures of Alex began to replay through my head while I ignored notions of radical equations and completing squares. I was surprised no one noticed me staring vacuously into space, but, then again, it was first hour so that was almost to be expected.
The rest of the day went much the same, except I had more energy after that first hour. I jotted down notes quickly in my other classes, and everything seemed to be in high definition. I swear that Alex was like some high-quality drug that made everything feel better. I wasn’t able to find him at lunch or in the hallways, so I was elated when I saw him walk into chemistry. I concealed that with a nod, and a short greeting typical of nonchalant teenagers.
He was followed in by Mark and another cute brunet soccer player. I nodded to both of them, and Alex started small-talk with me. We hadn’t really gone over the “rules” but some unconscious concordance between us said that we had to be very careful in public, so we played down our new-found friendship. I opened my chemistry book, and realized that I had taken his, when we were studying. I quickly swapped with him.
Towards the end of the block, when we graded the review worksheet I helped him with, he lauded his perfect score to his friends and me. I smiled, knowing that it was because half of it was in my handwriting.
“Man, I’ll need to get help from you every weekend,” Alex said, with a knowing smile that only the two of us really understood. I blushed a little and waved it off as no problem, not really wanting to get Mark and the other guy too keyed into our new relationship, but I heard them mumble a little about wanting help, too.
Any time before that, I would have wanted to “help” all three of them at once, but something was different. They were no less attractive to me, but I was completely enamored by Alex. His personality, affection, and awesome body were all working together to make sure that he was the only guy I even wanted to think about chemistry with.
At the end of class, Alex and I waited to be the last ones to leave. He made sure no one was watching before he squeezed my ass, and reminded me to wait for him after band rehearsal. I practically skipped down to the Fine Arts section of the building, as I shepherded band kids outside. The rehearsal seemed to fly by, and even I noticed that my conducting was somewhat faster and more bouncy than normal, but I really didn’t care.
Stuff that normally would have irked me to no end like talking at attention or sour notes didn’t seem to irritate me as much, and I just let them slide. Alyssa must have noticed, from the look she gave me as I was running to pick up the field’s yard markers.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asked. “It’s like someone has changed your batteries.” I laughed at the small barb and what I thought was a double entendre that was terribly funny.
“I don’t kiss and tell,” I said, as I started throwing the yard markers into the trailer’s open maw. She got a wide-eyed look, as I turned to look at her.
“Oh my god, who did you kiss?” she asked. I was about to be smooth again, when she followed my eyes over to Alex and Mark on the other practice field. “You got one of them, didn’t you?” she probed. That sent all of my red flags up. She was guessing too much for my comfort zone. I just looked down, and went back to work. “Oh, don’t try to hide it, David. I’ve been flirting with you for four years, and I figured out you were gay in four minutes.”
“Well… I… err…,” I stammered.
“So, was it the brunet or the redhead?” she asked, with a giggle.
“Redhead,” I admitted, after a minute of thinking. I knew I could trust her, I was just a little deflated to be discovered so easily. “And he’s a great kisser,” I said, making her laugh.
“That’s so awesome, David. He’s hot. It’ll be good for you,” she said, with a smile. “So… I guess I’m not giving you a ride home, right?” she said, knowing the answer.
“Nope. Man… you knew?” I said, a little incredulous. I wasn’t flaming or anything, in my own opinion.
“Well, I figured it out, after a while, and today you just had that high-as-a-kite, just-been-kissed look to you,” she said. I nodded slowly, then grabbed her writs.
“Please, you can’t tell anyone about this… anyone…,” I pleaded, softly.
“I wouldn’t tell anyone, David, you know that…,” she said. “I’m just so happy for you.” I smiled, and let go of her hands. She said good-bye, and headed back for the school. I turned around to see Alex walking over to me. I grinned. He grinned back, and jogged up to me as I admired once again his tanned, toned, shirtless chest.
“Hey, see something you like?” he asked, in a cocky tone. I just smiled, and finished piling things inside the trailer. I had him help me close the big back ramp. He had a soccer ball under his arm, and his bag in one hand. “Ready to go, stud?” he asked.
“Yeah, defiantly,” I said, with a smile. He grinned, and we quickly walked to the parking lot closest to the fields, where he unlocked his car, threw his gear in, and got in himself. I got in next to him, and noticed the faint, somewhat spicy, defiantly masculine scent that he seemed to put off. “And yeah, I’m crazy for that body of yours, Alex,” I responded to his earlier question as he started backing out. He blushed a little, but smiled anyway.
I don’t know if it was anticipation or him speeding, but the car trip seemed to take seconds. It wasn’t long before we were stumbling in the house and up the stairs trying to keep our hands off each other, and failing miserably. When we got into his bedroom, he quickly locked the door, and then I caught him off guard by pushing him onto the bed. He landed with a bounce, and I quickly joined him.
Assaulting him with my tongue, I started to explore every nook and cranny that was to be found. I had discovered that I loved to stick my face in his armpits. His scent drove me wild, and from the moans he was giving out, I could tell he liked it. Diverting my attention there also let me lay over his handsome body. His skin as soft, but the muscles underneath were rock hard, yet they had a warmth and gentleness to them. After I had attacked that part of him, I let myself slowly slip down his wonderful abs, to the tenting crotch of his soccer shorts. I wasted no time slipping those off, to reveal an extremely tight pair of briefs that barely managed to contain his massive erection.
“Did these ever fit you?” I asked, with a grin.
“Not really, but I thought you’d like them. I got into the locker room early, so I could get them on without anyone noticing,” he said. I grinned at him. “A tongue bath from you is so much better than a shower,” he remarked, as I continued down. I kissed the inside of his thigh, and moved down his leg to his toes and feet. I didn’t have a foot fetish, but I kissed them softly before traveling back up his body to his face. As soon as I was conveniently in range, he tugged my shirt of with a single, mighty pull. He reached up to tweak one of my nipples, as I bent down to kiss him.
He rubbed my crotch, and I slowly rubbed his as we made out. I decided that I had teased him enough, so I traveled back down to his tenting underwear and quickly pulled them off. His cock slapped onto his washboard abs with a plop as I discarded the offending garment. I licked around his cock, and carefully tongued his balls. There Alex’s unique scent was the strongest, and it was extremely arousing to be so close to him, and be so immersed in him.
I sensed his impatience, so I moved up to his cock. Quickly, I swallowed as much of it as I could with one go, and he put his hands on the back of my head to assist me. Somehow, doing that with my shorts still on somehow felt more dirty than normal. He tasted better than any part of a human body should, and I let him push me down all the way on his cock. I almost gagged a little, but I got it under control with sheer force of will. I squeezed his balls, and felt that he was close to coming in my mouth, but I wasn’t quite ready for that.
Chapter Thirteen
(Written from David’s Perspective)
Alex made a great, hundred-and-sixty-pound security blanket. He nuzzled my face, as we lay together on his bed. I had already noticed that he seemed to like putting himself on top of me, in whatever position or mode we happened to be in. I wasn’t complaining, though. I liked being a human teddy bear for such a hot, sweet guy like Alex. I shuddered a little as he licked my ear lobe.
“I’m going to have to take you home, eventually, aren’t I?” he asked, me. I squeezed his butt a little, before answering.
“Eventually,” I said, lazily. He kissed me softly on the cheek.
We kept cuddling for a while longer, before he led me into the bathroom where we took a long, hot, soapy shower. He massaged my back and washed my hair for me. He made me feel so pampered just from those little gestures of affection. We got dressed reluctantly, and curled up on the couch, together. We were a little tired from our adventures, so we spooned a little lethargically.
“I’m a little hungry… you know… for food, not for cock,” Alex said, as he rubbed my chest a little lazily. I rolled my eyes, and laughed a little at that. I realized my own hunger, after he said that. “I think I at least owe you dinner, after this awesome weekend.”
I smiled at him, and sat up, so he could as well. He put an arm around my waist. “I’ve had a lot of fun, too, Alex,” I said, before kissing him. “I get to keep you, right?” I asked quietly. He smiled back at me, and kissed me again. He held my hand as he led me down to his car. He took me to an Applebee’s, and got us a table in the corner, out of sight. We were both watching a cute, male waiter on the other side of the dining room when our waitress came up. She looked a little older than we were, maybe in college, and had blond hair drawn up into a pony tail.
“Can I get you two gentlemen something to drink?” she asked. I could tell she was checking out Alex, which I found humorous. We placed our orders, and she walked away. Alex and I shared a look, and talked quietly. Even after she brought our food out, she kept checking up on us, and flirting with Alex. He was polite, and feigned interest, but her regular visits seriously cut into his time flirting with me, which I found somewhat annoying.
He looked at my watch and saw that he had to pick up his parents in an hour, at the airport, so he paid, and we got back in the car. He drove me quickly back to my house. I was about to open the door, but he grabbed my arm. As soon as I turned around to look at him, he planted the hottest, deepest kiss on me, to date. I swooned a little, and kissed him back. I knew no one would be able to see us inside the car from the house.
“Umm… I guess I’ll pick you up at like six-thirty, tomorrow?” he asked, a little nervously. I smiled at him, and rubbed his hand.
“That sounds great,” I said. “See you,” I said, before kissing him softly, and leaving the car. I smiled over my shoulder at him, and practically skipped into the house. I was so happy, and I’m sure it showed. I locked the door to my room, and flounced onto my bed. It wasn’t made from earlier that day, and I thought it still smelled like Alex. I spied a shirt he had left at my house on the floor, and grabbed it. I inhaled from it, and smiled. I needed that reassuring feeling of Alex to fall asleep.
I was much more tired than I realized, and I quickly fell asleep. When I woke up, I had beaten the alarm again. I immediately missed the feeling of having Alex wrapped around me. I jumped out of bed, which was unusual for me, because I wasn’t normally a morning person. Ever since sleeping with Alex, I felt reenergized, and very peppy. I quickly showered and got dressed. That morning, I paid more attention to my hair and clothes, with a desire to look good for Alex.
Satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed some toast from the kitchen, and paced a little nervously in the foyer until I saw the headlights of his Mustang in the driveway. Beaming, I grabbed my bag, and ran out to meet him. He smiled at me, and reached over to open the door. I dropped my bag in the backseat, and slid inside the car. He murmured a greeting, and reached over to give me a peck on the cheek.
“Good morning,” I said, with a smile. He grinned, and backed out of the driveway.
“Good morning to you, too, handsome,” he said. “You look good,” he commented, as we came to a stoplight. I blushed a little, and checked him out. He was wearing cargo shorts and a polo shirt, like me.
“Speak for yourself,” I said, with a grin. He chuckled a little, and took my hand. Instead of driving straight to school, he pulled off into an unfinished subdivision. He pulled my hand up to his face, and kissed it. He looked entirely too cute in the semi-darkness of early morning. “Aww…,” I said, before he kissed me on the lips.
“Man, I needed that,” he said, after an awe-inspiring, breath-stealing kiss. I was a little unresponsive after dealing with such a great kiss, so he just kissed me again, hoping to bring me back to life. I smiled into his mouth, and put my hand on the back of his neck, as we tried to position ourselves around the center console and gearshift to make out. “I love your lips,” he murmured. I moaned a little as he tongue-fucked me, and bit lightly on my lips.
“Mmm… You’re such a good kisser,” I said, after he took a break. He grinned at me, and rubbed my crotch slowly for a second. I returned the favor, and felt that he was very hard inside his shorts, which made me grin. “I guess you’re happy to see me,” I remarked, with raised eyebrows.
“You’re so sexy…,” he whispered, before kissing me again. I let my hand travel back up his body to explore his hard abs and chest. He felt so strong, and I was completely engrossed in him. Our little tryst continued on for a few more minutes, before I noticed the clock. “Shit, we need to be at school in ten minutes,” I lamented. He looked at the clock and made a similar swear.
We took a minute to cool down, and straighten our clothes before he put the car in gear and drove quickly the rest of the way to school. After checking to make sure no one was watching, he gave me a peck on the cheek, and we had to go our separate ways into the building. I was sad that I wouldn’t get to see him until the end of the day, when our chemistry class was, and even then only for that hour, because we both had practices to go to.
I just barely slipped into my seat before the bell rang for first period algebra with my books and calculator. I wasn’t interested in the lecture, so I just jotted down the assignment, and spaced off while the teacher gave examples. Replays of my many adventures of Alex began to replay through my head while I ignored notions of radical equations and completing squares. I was surprised no one noticed me staring vacuously into space, but, then again, it was first hour so that was almost to be expected.
The rest of the day went much the same, except I had more energy after that first hour. I jotted down notes quickly in my other classes, and everything seemed to be in high definition. I swear that Alex was like some high-quality drug that made everything feel better. I wasn’t able to find him at lunch or in the hallways, so I was elated when I saw him walk into chemistry. I concealed that with a nod, and a short greeting typical of nonchalant teenagers.
He was followed in by Mark and another cute brunet soccer player. I nodded to both of them, and Alex started small-talk with me. We hadn’t really gone over the “rules” but some unconscious concordance between us said that we had to be very careful in public, so we played down our new-found friendship. I opened my chemistry book, and realized that I had taken his, when we were studying. I quickly swapped with him.
Towards the end of the block, when we graded the review worksheet I helped him with, he lauded his perfect score to his friends and me. I smiled, knowing that it was because half of it was in my handwriting.
“Man, I’ll need to get help from you every weekend,” Alex said, with a knowing smile that only the two of us really understood. I blushed a little and waved it off as no problem, not really wanting to get Mark and the other guy too keyed into our new relationship, but I heard them mumble a little about wanting help, too.
Any time before that, I would have wanted to “help” all three of them at once, but something was different. They were no less attractive to me, but I was completely enamored by Alex. His personality, affection, and awesome body were all working together to make sure that he was the only guy I even wanted to think about chemistry with.
At the end of class, Alex and I waited to be the last ones to leave. He made sure no one was watching before he squeezed my ass, and reminded me to wait for him after band rehearsal. I practically skipped down to the Fine Arts section of the building, as I shepherded band kids outside. The rehearsal seemed to fly by, and even I noticed that my conducting was somewhat faster and more bouncy than normal, but I really didn’t care.
Stuff that normally would have irked me to no end like talking at attention or sour notes didn’t seem to irritate me as much, and I just let them slide. Alyssa must have noticed, from the look she gave me as I was running to pick up the field’s yard markers.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asked. “It’s like someone has changed your batteries.” I laughed at the small barb and what I thought was a double entendre that was terribly funny.
“I don’t kiss and tell,” I said, as I started throwing the yard markers into the trailer’s open maw. She got a wide-eyed look, as I turned to look at her.
“Oh my god, who did you kiss?” she asked. I was about to be smooth again, when she followed my eyes over to Alex and Mark on the other practice field. “You got one of them, didn’t you?” she probed. That sent all of my red flags up. She was guessing too much for my comfort zone. I just looked down, and went back to work. “Oh, don’t try to hide it, David. I’ve been flirting with you for four years, and I figured out you were gay in four minutes.”
“Well… I… err…,” I stammered.
“So, was it the brunet or the redhead?” she asked, with a giggle.
“Redhead,” I admitted, after a minute of thinking. I knew I could trust her, I was just a little deflated to be discovered so easily. “And he’s a great kisser,” I said, making her laugh.
“That’s so awesome, David. He’s hot. It’ll be good for you,” she said, with a smile. “So… I guess I’m not giving you a ride home, right?” she said, knowing the answer.
“Nope. Man… you knew?” I said, a little incredulous. I wasn’t flaming or anything, in my own opinion.
“Well, I figured it out, after a while, and today you just had that high-as-a-kite, just-been-kissed look to you,” she said. I nodded slowly, then grabbed her writs.
“Please, you can’t tell anyone about this… anyone…,” I pleaded, softly.
“I wouldn’t tell anyone, David, you know that…,” she said. “I’m just so happy for you.” I smiled, and let go of her hands. She said good-bye, and headed back for the school. I turned around to see Alex walking over to me. I grinned. He grinned back, and jogged up to me as I admired once again his tanned, toned, shirtless chest.
“Hey, see something you like?” he asked, in a cocky tone. I just smiled, and finished piling things inside the trailer. I had him help me close the big back ramp. He had a soccer ball under his arm, and his bag in one hand. “Ready to go, stud?” he asked.
“Yeah, defiantly,” I said, with a smile. He grinned, and we quickly walked to the parking lot closest to the fields, where he unlocked his car, threw his gear in, and got in himself. I got in next to him, and noticed the faint, somewhat spicy, defiantly masculine scent that he seemed to put off. “And yeah, I’m crazy for that body of yours, Alex,” I responded to his earlier question as he started backing out. He blushed a little, but smiled anyway.
I don’t know if it was anticipation or him speeding, but the car trip seemed to take seconds. It wasn’t long before we were stumbling in the house and up the stairs trying to keep our hands off each other, and failing miserably. When we got into his bedroom, he quickly locked the door, and then I caught him off guard by pushing him onto the bed. He landed with a bounce, and I quickly joined him.
Assaulting him with my tongue, I started to explore every nook and cranny that was to be found. I had discovered that I loved to stick my face in his armpits. His scent drove me wild, and from the moans he was giving out, I could tell he liked it. Diverting my attention there also let me lay over his handsome body. His skin as soft, but the muscles underneath were rock hard, yet they had a warmth and gentleness to them. After I had attacked that part of him, I let myself slowly slip down his wonderful abs, to the tenting crotch of his soccer shorts. I wasted no time slipping those off, to reveal an extremely tight pair of briefs that barely managed to contain his massive erection.
“Did these ever fit you?” I asked, with a grin.
“Not really, but I thought you’d like them. I got into the locker room early, so I could get them on without anyone noticing,” he said. I grinned at him. “A tongue bath from you is so much better than a shower,” he remarked, as I continued down. I kissed the inside of his thigh, and moved down his leg to his toes and feet. I didn’t have a foot fetish, but I kissed them softly before traveling back up his body to his face. As soon as I was conveniently in range, he tugged my shirt of with a single, mighty pull. He reached up to tweak one of my nipples, as I bent down to kiss him.
He rubbed my crotch, and I slowly rubbed his as we made out. I decided that I had teased him enough, so I traveled back down to his tenting underwear and quickly pulled them off. His cock slapped onto his washboard abs with a plop as I discarded the offending garment. I licked around his cock, and carefully tongued his balls. There Alex’s unique scent was the strongest, and it was extremely arousing to be so close to him, and be so immersed in him.
I sensed his impatience, so I moved up to his cock. Quickly, I swallowed as much of it as I could with one go, and he put his hands on the back of my head to assist me. Somehow, doing that with my shorts still on somehow felt more dirty than normal. He tasted better than any part of a human body should, and I let him push me down all the way on his cock. I almost gagged a little, but I got it under control with sheer force of will. I squeezed his balls, and felt that he was close to coming in my mouth, but I wasn’t quite ready for that.
botboy03
Sex God
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)
Wow. Another hot Chapter, Thanks for writing it.
Zac
Wow. Another hot Chapter, Thanks for writing it.
Zac
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miaplacidus
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Re: Senior Year (Working Title)
Another wonderful chapter. Please, keep this one up.
Another wonderful chapter. Please, keep this one up.
harry113
JUB Addict
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)
Wow!
Yes, please keep it going
Thank you
Harry
Wow!
Yes, please keep it going
Thank you
Harry
balls2thawall
Virgin
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)
wow! this is an amazing story thanks!
wow! this is an amazing story thanks!
