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Senior Year
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When's the new chapter coming, this Latin boy is dying to read more!!!
 
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Sorry, all. This is finals time, for me, so I've been a bit bogged down. On "Holiday" break, I'm planning on going back over some of the earlier stuff and doing some upgrades, along with making a new chapter. The comments are nice; thanks.
 
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I understand, Pyramus11. We're on the same boat: it's finals time for me now. Hopefully I only have to do one more exam (chemistry)... I can wait, as long as it isn't forever. I hate it when an author lets a story fall into obscurity without an ending.
 
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Thanks again for the comments. After this chapter, I'm hoping to make the time jumps between chapters a little more noticable, so I can actually do their entire Senior Year.

Chapter 16

Alex and I scrambled to pull our clothes back on, as someone knocked on the door. My heart was pounding out of my chest. My mind was eased a little when I remembered I had locked the door.

“Davey, are you in there?” I heard my grandmother’s voice ask.

“Yeah, Alex is here… I’m helping him with his chemistry,” I said, as Alex played with my earlobe. I shuddered a little.

“Did you ask him if he wants to stay for dinner?” she asked, in an almost chiding tone. I don’t think she liked the fact that she had to talk to us through the door, but I was content to sit in Alex’s arms. I looked at him, and he gave me a shrug that looked like a yes.

“He says he’ll stay, if it’s okay,” I answered, for him. He smiled at me, and kissed me on the cheek. I kept looking at him, as she answered.

“Of course it’s okay. We’re having pasta. It should be ready at about six,” she reported. I smiled; just enough time to fool around with Alex.

“Okay, thanks, grandma,” I answered. I heard her walk away. Alex smiled at me, and kissed me.

“So, what’s next, Davey?” he asked, sweetly. I glared at him, but couldn’t hold it for long. I pushed him over onto the bed, and kissed him deeply. “You better fuck me; show me who’s boss,” he said, with a grin, as he put his hands under the hem of my shirt, and felt my stomach. I smiled at him, as he pulled my shirt off. “Now, you flex for me,” he told me, mimicking what I had asked him to do a few nights prior.

That made me grin. I didn’t have much in the way of muscle, but he made me feel pretty sexy by asking for a display. I sat up to straddle him and flexed both of my arms, and pouted a little, in my best impression of a macho pose. Alex smiled at me.

“You’re pretty sexy, hotness,” he said. “Those lips…,” he started, as he gently pushed me on my back, and nipped lightly at my lips. “Fuck… you’ve got hot lips,” he told me. I grinned, and kissed him back, as I pulled his shirt off, and rubbed his strong chest, as we made out. I felt my cock springing to life as we rolled around on my bed. “Mmm… I feel something big and hard,” he whispered. He crawled down off of me, and slipped my cargo shorts and boxers off. He flashed a grin at me, and licked his lips. “Tasty,” he reported, as he licked the head of my cock slowly.

“Aww… fuck,” I moaned, as he sucked my cock. I ran my fingers through his auburn hair. I loved the innocent look his green eyes gave me, as he worked all of my six inches down his throat. After a few minutes of his ministrations on my cock, he pulled off, turned around on his hands and knees, and wiggled his ass at me. I laughed, and crawled over to him, and quickly removed his shorts and briefs. Without much warning, I dived right in to eating his ass.

“Mmmm…. I see why you like that so much,” he said, as I forced my tongue into his tight, muscular ass. With one hand, I started slowly stroking his cock, causing him to push back against my face. Instead of spending a lot of time rimming him, like I usually did, I just made sure he was lubricated enough to avoid pain. I put my hand on his lower back and gently pushed him down, so he was laying on the bed, with his head on my pillow.

Eager to get started, I put my cock between the cheeks of his ass, and rubbed his back before pushing in. I figured we had done that enough times to get to the point where I could just dive in, so I did. He moaned into my pillow, but I didn’t detect any signals of pain, so I wasted little time starting to fuck him. I loved the sensations I was getting from his ass, but my favorite part of the experience was the element of control he surrendered to me.

I was holding his hips as I thrust into him, and we were both making a concerted effort to be quiet. I looked down, and smiled at the vision of him sprawled out in my bed. I had fantasized so many times about having him in my bed, and to actually have him there was a wonderful feeling. He was squeezing his ass around me, as I fucked him, making me moan softly.

“You’re pretty good at this, maybe we should do this more often,” he suggested, as he turned his head to look at me. I grinned at him, and grabbed his hand, as I kept fucking him. I considered that. So far, he was usually on top, and I liked it that way, but I also liked making him happy, so I left myself open to experiment. I gritted my teeth a little, as we carried on.

By the time I was ready to come, it had been about fifteen minutes, and we were both having a lot of trouble keeping quiet, especially Alex. I rubbed his back, and smiled to myself as I got an idea.

“I’m going to come!” I whispered, intensely. I knew he hadn’t been able to touch himself, because of the way he was laying, but I would take care of him. I pulled out of his ass as I started to come, and came all over his back, with a groan. Almost immediately, I started to lick my own come off of his back. He made soft noises indicating he liked the treatment. I licked my way up his back, and then had him roll over, so I could kiss him.

“Wow… that was hot,” he said, after kissing me back.

“You’re still ready to go, though,” I observed. He grinned, as I kissed down his neck, and chest. I moved quickly down to his large, straining cock. I quickly swallowed it. His hands went straight for my head, and guided me down on it. He got one good stroke in, before he quickly pulled out of my mouth, gave himself one good stroke, and came all over my face. He grinned at me, as I crawled up to let him kiss me.

“Sorry, just returning the favor,” he said, before cleaning my face off with his tongue. I grinned at him, and kissed him, as he rolled me over. His body was glistening with sweat, and a little of my spit. I wrapped my arms around him, as he kissed me, yet again. “Well… that was fun,” he said, with a smile.

“Yeah… a lot more fun than actually tutoring you,” I said, with a grin. He laughed, and kissed me on the nose. We laid on my bed for a while, before putting our clothes back on. He called his parents and told them where he was, before we ate the dinner my grandmother had fixed. We were about as discrete about our relationship as we could be, at the table, and when it was time for him to go, I followed him out to his car, and gave him a big hug.

“Same time, tomorrow?” he asked. I smiled, and nodded. He kissed me on the cheek, before getting in his car and driving off. I sighed contentedly, and went back inside, to do my actual homework, at my desk.
 
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Aww, you've got me boned and it's still early in the day*|*
 
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Thanks Pyramus, another great chapter
Thanks for taking the time to write !!
Happy New Year
Harry
 
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Really Hot as usual. Glad you are back writing. Don't keep us in too much suspense...

Craiger
 
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This next chapter was so much fun to write... Thanks to Auto for looking over my rough draft. Happy New Year!

Chapter XVII

That Friday after a particularly boring, indoor band rehearsal, I walked from the fine arts wing, across the school to the locker rooms. I was relatively content, and was ready to meet up with Alex to get a bite to eat, or something along those lines. I swung the heavy door of the locker room open, and it creaked shut behind me. The locker room was not a place I had entered often, before I started dating Alex, but it had always fascinated me.

It smelled like sweat, and grime; not altogether unpleasant, but not something I enjoyed breathing in for a long period of time. I checked my watch, and saw that Alex was late, again. I’d resolved a while ago to buy my hot, but late, boyfriend a watch for his birthday, but I began to think that he may need it sooner than April. I had even taken my sweet time walking to the locker room; band practice had been over fifteen minutes already, and his practice had been over nearly half an hour.

There was one other person in the room. He was sitting on a bench, facing his locker as he pulled his clothes on. A week ago, I probably would have thought he was hot, despite his arrogant attitude, but Alex kept my mind pretty busy with fantasies about him. He was about my height, perhaps a little shorter, but had a build much like Alex’s. His hair was shaggy, and blond. I ignored him, and turned to read some of the posters about academic eligibility behind the window of the coaches’ office, while I waited.

I quickly got bored, and went to sit on the bench, away from the soccer player who had finished changing into his street clothes. He noticed me, and grinned with what I could only describe as belligerence.

“What are you doing here? Looking for some cock?” he asked, with a sneer. I glared at him.

“Fuck off,” I said, not in a mood to be messed with.

“What was that, fag?” he asked, coldly, as he got up from where he was sitting and moved closer to me. “I don’t think I like your tone.”

“I’m not gay,” I said, through gritted teeth. I stood up, and prepared to leave. I knew I couldn’t beat him in a fight, and I didn’t want to try.

“Of course you are. Now get on your knees, bitch, and suck my cock,” he said, commandingly. Anger boiled through every part of me, and I was about ready to hit him, when he surprised me, and slammed me against a locker. “You’re not a very good listener-,” he started, but I cut him off by spitting in his face. Just then, the doors to the outside swung open. We both turned to look, and my heart leapt when Alex and Mark walked through, tossing a soccer ball between them.

“Hey, Tyler...,” Alex said, only seeing my attacker. Mark was at a better angle, and saw what he was doing.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, after dropping the soccer ball, and moving over to us. Alex saw it too, and followed, with palpable anger.

“I was about to teach this fag-bitch a lesson. I didn’t like his tone,” Tyler said, arrogantly. I glared, and tried to push him off, but he was just a little too strong.

“Leave him alone,” Alex said, with a surprising amount of calm given the situation.

“Oh, is he your bitch, Rodham?” Tyler asked with a grin, and something almost bordering on sincerity. “I’m sure you’ve got him nice and broken in, for me.”

That was most definitely the wrong thing to say to Alex. Alex barred his teeth, and without hesitating punched Tyler in the face, making him loose his grip on me, and fall over backwards. I saw blood gush from his nose, and even from where I was I could tell it was broken. I stepped back to get closer to Alex and Mark.

“What’s going on here?” I heard another voice say. I turned around and saw the coach come into the room, with a bag of balls which he promptly dropped and rushed over to where we were. He was one of my history teachers, and he liked me. He was very young and handsome.

“Tyler attacked David,” Mark volunteered.

“You broke my fucking nose!” Tyler yelled, as he got up.

“I’ll break more than that, asshole,” Alex threatened. Mark had to grab him, to keep him from doing any more damage. I had a good feeling that if he hadn’t, Alex would have killed Tyler right there. “No one treats my friends like that...”

“Fag-lover,” Tyler shot back, knowing he was safe. Mark glared, but kept Alex from reciprocating. “You’re lucky you have-,” Tyler started, while looking at me, before the coach cut him off.

“Enough! Tyler, wait in my office,” the coach ordered. Tyler sneered at me, and walked into the office, defeated, with blood still running down his face. The coach motioned with his hand, and we all went behind one of the rows of lockers, so we could talk without being seen from the office. I sat on the bench, and Mark and Alex sat on either side of me. Alex looked concerned as he put his arm around me, and looked me over.

“Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded.

“I’ll go deal with him. Mark, Alex, get changed and take David home,” the coach said. We shared an understanding glance, and he went to the office.

“Thanks for keeping Alex from ending up in a state prison,” I said, after turning to look at Mark. Mark was just as handsome as Alex, but he had a different personality. Alex seemed more outgoing, and spontaneous, and I knew Mark was straight.

“Someone has to,” he said, with a grin. Something clicked in my brain, and I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed, but he didn’t cringe or say anything.

“Hey, where’s mine?” Alex asked, with a smile. I turned and kissed him square on the lips. He put his hand on my cheek.

“His was longer,” Mark whined, with a laugh.

“Aren’t you supposed to be straight?” I asked, with a grin. He laughed, and kissed me on the cheek playfully. I laughed. I knew he was trying to make me feel better, and it was working.

“No tongue,” Alex said in a playful, but definitely warning tone. Mark smiled at him, and gave him an air kiss. I noted that they should probably hurry up and change, before the coach got done with Tyler.

They dressed quickly, under my careful supervision, of course, and we walked out to the parking lot, together. Only Alex’s and Mark’s cars were left in the parking lot. Alex surprised me by dropping his bag, pushing me against the car, and kissing me deeply. Every time he did that, I just melted in his arms.

“No wonder Tyler thinks you’re gay…,” Mark said. We turned and looked at him. I grinned, and kissed Alex on the neck, while he was turned around. We both smiled at Mark, and disentangled ourselves.

“So... we could go to my house and watch a movie, or something,” Alex suggested. Mark and I nodded, although I really wanted a few more kisses, and some time alone with Alex. I liked Mark; he seemed to be nice, and was very good about me and Alex. He certainly was comfortable with his sexuality, judging from his flirting.

Alex and I got in his car, and Mark went over to his. When we got in, I realized how hot it really was. Alex seemed to notice it to, because as he pulled out he pulled off his shirt, and put down all the windows, and opened the sunroof. Alex smiled at me.

“Boy… I’m hot…,” he said, with a bright, white grin. I smiled back at him. Alex reached over and rubbed my shoulder, as I enjoyed the view of his sweaty torso. “Are you really okay?” he asked, softly.

“Yeah… I… Why would he… I’m not a slut,” I said, while shaking away some tears. He grabbed my hand, and squeezed it reassuringly. “He was right about one thing, though… I’m so yours,” I said, while squeezing his hand back.

“I’m yours, too. You know that, right?” he asked, with a smile.

“Yeah… I had a pretty good idea when you punched Tyler in the face,” I said. “That was kinda hot.”

“Oh, it was such a turn on… Right after I hit him, I wanted to push you to the ground, and fuck your brains out… Thinks he can touch my man…,” he said.

“I like it when you get territorial,” I said, with a grin. He laughed. I knew he wasn’t a violent guy, but he really would have hurt Tyler, had Mark not stopped him. “Alex… I love you,” I said, as we pulled into his driveway. He leaned over, after he parked the car in the garage, and kissed me.

“I love you, too,” he said, softly, before kissing me again. I kissed him back, as I rubbed his chest with one hand. We both took a second to get out of our seatbelts, and resumed making out. My hand slipped over his abs, and down into his red soccer shorts. I squeezed his cock, making him moan into my mouth.

“I want you so bad…,” I whispered. He rubbed my ass, as we kept kissing, and he seemed to like the hand-job I was giving him. “My parents said I could stay over,” I said.

“Fantastic, we can fuck all night… after Mark leaves…,” he said, as he noticed Mark pull in behind us. We got out of the car, still pretty worked up. Mark grinned, when he saw Alex shirtless.

“Loose your shirt?” he asked.

“I was just so hot…,” Alex responded, with a grin, as he stretched, showing off his sexy stomach and armpits. Mark looked down, and grinned wider.

“You’re going to want to cover that up… looks like your dad is home,” Mark said, noticing the Cadillac in the garage. Alex looked down, and noticed his prominent hard-on. He grabbed me, and pulled me onto him, hiding it with my ass. I laughed, as he hugged me from behind.

“There. It’s his fault, anyway,” he said, as he ground into me.

“You’re going to fuck a hole in his shorts, Alex,” Mark said. We both blushed at his bluntness, but laughed.

“Dad’s not home; had to fly to New York,” Alex said. “Who knows when mom will be back from DC…”

“Your parents are so great,” I said. Alex smiled, and grabbed my hand, as we walked inside. Mark seemed a little hesitant.

“If you want, I can leave you two alone,” he said, quietly. Alex and I looked at each other. I began to feel bad; I knew they were best friends, and I didn’t want to get in the way of their friendship.

“No… we haven’t hung out in a while,” Alex said, with a smile. Mark smiled, and followed us up the stairs. All of us sat together on Alex’s couch, with me in the middle. Despite the air conditioning, his room was noticeably hotter than the rest of the house, partly due to the hot boys on either side of me.

“What are we going to watch?” I asked.

“I don’t know; go pick something out,” Alex said. I shrugged, and got up off the couch, to go look at his DVD collection, under the TV. I bent down too look at the titles. “Man… I really scored. He’s got a sweet ass. Don’t you agree, Mark?” I heard Alex ask.

“I’d hit it…,” Mark said. I turned around, and Alex looked a little surprised. Mark coughed. “I’m just trying to fit in…,” he said. Alex laughed, before he leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

“Mark… you’re something else,” he said, before plopping down on his corner of the couch. I laughed, and looked quickly for a movie I liked. I smiled, and grabbed one. I put it in the player, and walked back over to the couch. Alex grabbed me, and pulled me down on top of him, so my ass was back on top of his crotch. “What are we watching?” he asked.

“Space Balls,” I said, with a grin. Alex and Mark laughed. Alex hugged me, and nuzzled my neck, as we found a comfortable position, with our heads away from Mark, and our feet facing him.

“So, you wanna see my space balls, huh?” Alex whispered in my ear, making me laugh. He grabbed the hem of my shirt, and pulled it off of me quickly, before wrapping his arms back around me. “You were going to get it sweaty,” he explained. I liked the feeling of his abs pressed against my back, and his comforting embrace. I looked over to see Alex rubbing Mark’s stomach with his foot, playfully. “You’re going to get yours sweaty, too,” he said.

“You just want to watch me,” Mark said, but pulled his shirt off anyway. He looked at us for a second. “You guys are a cute couple… Makes me want a girlfriend,” he said. Alex smiled at him.

“Wanna make-out with David for a while?” he asked, wryly. “He’s really good at it.” I blushed, but kept smiling. Mark just laughed, and looked back at the TV. Alex was nibbling on my ear, and rubbing my stomach as the movie progressed. After a while, I thought of something.

“Mark… ever thought about Alyssa, the other drum major?” I asked. Mark turned to look at me, with a smile.

“Oh yeah… she’s so gorgeous,” he said, with a sigh. “She’s got really nice…,” he started, before stopping and pantomiming breasts.

“You can say it, Mark. We’ve been talking about asses and cocks for the last hour… She’s got nice tits,” Alex said, with a laugh. I shook my head, and smile. “Boobies,” he added. Mark joined me in blushing, but kept smiling. I felt sorry for the guy. He was really cute, and I knew Alyssa would have gone out with him in a heartbeat.

“Do you think she likes me, David?” he asked me.

“Definitely, she’d be all over you,” I said. “She’s kind of jealous that I got a soccer boy, and she didn’t, I think,” I added, with a smile. Alex took the cue, and kissed me on the cheek.

“Really? Wow… I’ll be sure to take her up on your offer,” Mark said, with a smile. We kept watching the movie, throwing a little more innuendo around. To Mark’s credit, he was the best friend two gay guys could hope for, even flirting back with us at appropriate times. He understood that it was a compliment, and something that’s supposed to be fun.

“That was funny,” Alex said, as the ending credits started to roll. I nodded, a little sleepy, by that time. Mark had been quiet for a little while, and he turned to look at us.

“Alex…,” he said quietly.

“Yeah?”

“Can I… kiss David? I mean… just a practice kiss… to make sure I… do it right,” he said, quickly. I was stunned for a second, and I think Alex was too. Mark looked so cute there, and seemed so nervous.

“Well… ask him. It’s not my mouth,” Alex said, with a smile. He let me sit up, and I scooted closer to Mark. Alex still had his hand on my waist.

“David… can I kiss you?” he asked, sweetly. I nodded, and closed my eyes. I felt his lips press against mine. He seemed a little nervous, so I decided to be a little naughty and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He really was a pretty good kisser, if a bit shy. I pulled back, and opened my eyes. His brown eyes fluttered open a minute later.

“Seems pretty good, to me,” I said, before settling back into Alex’s embrace.

“Good, isn’t he?” Alex, asked Mark.

“He frenched me!” Mark said, a little incredulously, but he was still smiling.

“Little slut,” Alex said, looking at me. “I’ll show him frenching,” he continued, before kissing me hard, for what seemed like several minutes.

“I think Alex wins,” I said, weakly. Alex grinned, and kissed me on the cheek. “Do something like that, and Alyssa will be putty,” I said.

“Say something first; don’t just attack her,” Alex clarified. I felt so happy that I could kiss a guy as hot as Mark, and still be so in love with Alex. It made me feel so sure that Alex really was my guy, and I really was his. Mark laughed, and nodded.

“Are you sure you’re straight?” I asked.

“Yeah, Sorry... Any time you want to kiss… though… I mean, I’d be happy to let you,” he said, with a wry smile.

“I better not find you two making out in some broom closet… or something…,” Alex said, lightheartedly, but with a little bit of an edge. Mark just kept smiling.

“Yeah, I know…,” he said, before mouthing, “Call Me,” at me. I laughed. “Sorry David, you’re going to have to grow some boobs to get me interested,” he said, with all seriousness.

“Go fuck Alyssa, and get it over with,” Alex whined. “Makin’ out with a gay guy… My gay guy… Geeze, Mark.”

“I’ll get right on that,” Mark said, sarcastically, before looking at his watch. “I should get home… See you two later,” he said. We all said our good-byes, and Mark left, leaving Alex and I alone.

“Well… that was fun… and weird,” I said. Alex laughed, and pushed me down on the space Mark had vacated.

“You frenched him?” he asked, with a grin, making me blush.

“Testing him… If he’d frenched me back, I would know he was gay,” I said, with a grin. “I think he’s straight… just curious,” I said.

“Yeah, he’s straight,” Alex said, green eyes sparkling. “Why? Would you have kept kissing, otherwise?” he asked, with a victorious-looking grin.

“No! Alex… I love you… I’m a one man guy, and I’ve found my one man,” I said, completely sure of myself. He smiled softly, before kissing me. Our hands were all over each other, as a day of sexual tension finally began working to its end.

To be continued....!
 
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Do I see a new direction for the story?:sex:
 
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Thanks Pyramus, Great chapter
"Just Testing" .... eh!!!
I can see you enjoyed writing it !!
Harry
 
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I got on a roll. ;)

Chapter 18

Writhing on the couch together, our hands were all over each other. Alex smiled as I slipped his shorts off, to reveal a pair of blue bikini-briefs. I flipped us over, so he was laying down on the couch. I kissed softly, but intensely down his neck, to his perfectly formed chest. He moaned as I licked and bit lightly at his pink nipples that surmounted his pecs so sensually. I licked and nuzzled over to his sexy armpit.

“Fuck… you seem to like it there,” Alex said, as I kissed, and licked at his armpit. I remembered that the incident in the locker room had stopped him from showering, but he still tasted and smelled wonderful. I didn’t linger long, before kissing my way down to his sexy underwear.

“I like these…,” I said, before putting my mouth around his still-clad, straining cock. “How do you even fit in these?” I asked, with a smile, as I squeezed his cock gently.

“It’s a daily struggle,” he said, with mock seriousness. “Especially when I start thinking about you, then I can’t even get them on,” he continued, with a grin. “Geeze… just thinking about those hot lips of yours…,” he whispered, with an aroused look on his face. I smiled coyly at him for a second, before sticking my thumbs under the waist of the barely-there garment, and teased it off. We both moaned as his cock slapped against his cut abs.

I ignored the tip of his cock, and went straight for his balls. He moaned loudly, as I lapped eagerly at his large balls. I nuzzled his cock playfully, but I wasn’t ready to suck it, yet. I pushed his legs up, so I could dive right into his ass. He yelped as my tongue forced its way into his wonderfully athletic ass. The taste was driving me wild, and my explorations were driving him wild.

“Fuck fuck fuck…,” he hissed, as I ate him out. I wanted to get him as horny as possible, before I let him pounce on me. I kept licking and kissing his ass until it seemed to loose flavor, then pulled off of it. He pushed me back on the couch, and assaulted my mouth. I’m sure he tasted himself on my tongue, and it only pushed him to kiss me harder. I moaned simply from the intensity of his kisses, as he pulled my shorts and boxers off with one swift motion. As we stood up, I grabbed his cock, and led him by it to the bed. He pushed me down on the bed, and I landed spread-eagle, on my back.

Before I could tell him to “take me,” he pounced, like a tiger that had finally found his prey. All of his muscles were focused on conquering me. His hands were everywhere, as he kissed down my slim body passionately. He gave my cock, a quick and playful slurp, before pushing my legs out of the way and sticking his tongue up my ass.

My hands went straight for his sexy, messy red hair, as I pulled him into me. He wasn’t wasting much time being coy, he was really going to town, eating me out. It seemed like an eternity of tortuous pleasure, as he was driving me ever closer to cloud nine. When he was finished, he flipped me over, and got on top of me. He squeezed my hand, then pushed his cock all the way inside me. I yelped with surprise as all eight of his wonderful inches pushed inside my willing ass.

We didn’t need any words, as he started fucking me. Our passion was manifested in every little movement, and in every single breath. At that point, it felt like we were on being, almost as if our very souls were wrapped together. My breathing was beginning to synch with his powerful thrusts, as he started. He pulled me up with his strong arms, and I grabbed a pillow to put on the footboard and lean against. He was whispering sweet nothings into my ear, and kissing my face heavily.

I think the incident with Tyler, and later my flirting with Mark drove him harder than anything, and it was already shaping up to be the best sex we had had to date. I was melting in his arms, as he slammed his cock in and out of my ass. He was starting to pull almost all the way out, before slamming in, giving my prostate a jolt every time. I wasn’t bothering to jack myself off, and he wasn’t either, because we both knew I wouldn’t need it, if he was doing his job.

Alex groaned loudly, as I squeezed my ass around his throbbing cock. I was being pretty vocal too, as he stretched me farther and harder than he had before. He surprised me by flipping us around, and spinning me around on his cock, so we were in the missionary position. That motion was a brand-new sensation for my ass, and I let out something between a moan and a scream in response, as I wrapped my legs around his waist. From that position, I had a great view of his awesome body.

He had pecs and abs that I could only dream about, and the little details really made him sexy. His nipples were perfectly placed, and rock hard. Not only were his abs toned, but they blended nicely into his slim hips with a very attractive Apollo’s belt. Before, when he promised he’d help me work out, I hoped I could gain some muscle, but deep down I really hoped he’d always be more muscular than me. I loved the moments where he was totally in control, and taking care of me, like he was then.

Watching him in action, for me, was completely arousing. All of his muscles seemed to be working as he fucked me. I think he knew the way I was watching him. The look of pleasure on his face, and the way his green eyes sparkled against mine let me know he liked showing me what he could do. He changed again, by stretching over and slipping his arms under me to resume making out with me.

Kissing ranked among my favorite things to do with him. He kept telling me how good a kisser I was, and I kept telling him how good a kisser he was, so I think we were both pretty good. We were French kissing heavily as he continued to pound away at my ass. My arms were wrapped around him, and I let my hands explore his muscular back. I sucked on his tongue playfully, making his eyes roll back into his head.

We both knew that the end was close. His thrusts sped up noticeably, and I was moaning and gasping loudly, between kisses. His eyes got wide as he slammed in one last time, and exploded inside me. As I felt his white-hot love fill me I gasped out his name and came all over us. His eyelids looked heavy as he pulled out of me, and kissed me gently. I felt a little empty without his cock inside me, but his weight was reassuring. Sleeping under him was always so comfortable; I felt incredibly safe beneath his sexy form.

“I love you,” he said softly, as he kissed me. I smiled contentedly, and brushed a piece of hair off of his forehead. He reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and nuzzled my face, as he brought the blanket up over us. I let my legs come down to a more natural position, as we both drifted off to sleep
 
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)

You are giving us the steak and the sizzle!:-)
 
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)

OMG!!!!!!!!! That was so hott!!! And I got 2 Chapters for the price of one since I didn't see the newest one yesterday.
 
Re: Senior Year (Working Title)

Mmmm... I can't wait to read the last two chapters!
 
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