Something Unexpected

[Dalton]

“Oh yeah, Iver c’mon. Fuck me. Yeah, harder…harder!”

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Never did I ever imagine that Mason would be using a dildo…and imagining that I was fucking him. I didn’t want to interrupt him, since that would be terribly rude of me, but I just stayed on the balcony, looking through his window to wait and see what happens.

“Oh my god…Iver, you feel so good. I’m gonna cu-um!” he belted out just as stream after stream of cum erupted from his cock. I thought that this was just going to be the surprise, until I saw him roll to the side. Of course, the dildo was out of his ass, but the subtle sound of him choking back tears was a kick to my gut. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I walked into his room.

“Hey, Mason…”

“Holy shit, uh….Iver… did you just get here?”

“No man, but I saw everything that happened.”

I saw him blushing, but then he turned his head away. I could sense the shame and embarrassment that he felt, and he walked outside, while I followed. He began rolling up a joint, but at this moment, I didn’t care.

“…What took you so long to come?” he asked sadly while lighting up the roll.

“It should be understandable that I was pissed at you after what you said to me.”

“I’m sorry, Iver. I truly am sorry. I’m sorry I pushed you too quickly. I’m sorry that I’m an idiot and didn’t see how special you were to me to begin with. I’m sorry that you had to see everything that just happened too.”

I had to chuckle at that. It’s not like I didn’t want to see him in that situation, cock filled and everything, but I just couldn’t agree to that so soon in our relationship.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because you were quite hot screaming out my name,” I winked. “I can’t say that I’m still not pissed at you for not respecting me before, but I do feel know that it’s also my fault for not understanding how you would feel too. Give me a couple of days, and I should be fine.”

“So…is everything okay now?”

“I guess…except…well, Mason? Could you please put some pants on? What if any of your neighbors see you like this!”

“Oh shit! Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Because, I still love looking at your hot ass body, which by the way, still has your cum all over.”

We both laughed as we went inside. As he began putting clothes on, I couldn’t help but feel bad. After the whole ordeal and his fantasy that I just witnessed, I realized that he hasn’t been able to display the type of love that he has for me, because I’ve been restricting him.

“Hey, Mason.”

“Yeah, man?”

“Come here.”

I began taking my shirt off, as he came closer to me. That was the most I could give him. I didn’t want the relationship to turn out to be mainly physical, which was why I wanted to build up to that point, when I’ve seen how we’ve felt about each other emotionally. But, he wanted something a bit more physical, so that was what I was going to give him tonight.

I pulled myself closer to Mason, and with one quick move, I ripped his shirt off of his body. The warmth that he radiated was mixing with mine, and we were quickly sweating as we began making out. Except, we weren’t just making out this time.

I straddled him and made my way down his body. Kissing every crease muscle that was visible. I engulfed his armpits and licked his nipples as he quietly moaned with pleasure. I began feeling his rock hard abs too, but I was quickly back to his mouth and only his mouth.

After a while being on top of him shirtless, my better judgment told me that it was time for me to go. It was late, and my parents were probably home already, wondering where I was.

“Hey…Mason,” I said between breaths. “I gotta go home.”

“That’s okay; I understand….and Iver, thank you for forgiving me, and thank you for pushing yourself a bit more out of your comfort zone.”

“The pleasure was all mine,” I chuckled, putting my shirt back on. With a final kiss, as if it were out last ever, I let him know that I loved him just as much as the dildo me loved him.

 

[DonQuixote]

Dalton,
Heartache followed by mad make up make out - Iver has more self-control than I think I would in that situation.

 

[Craiger]

Good to see that Iver has realized the second equation of the relationship and that is Mason's feelings and needs. It's OK to take things slow, but it has to be timed just right otherwise the burners grow cold. As Don said, I wouldn't have been able to control myself either in such a hot situation. Iver's biggest problem is going to be his parents. Nice update, Dalton.

Craiger

 

[Dalton]

The weeks continued quickly. Thankfully, I finished the lab write up alone, since every time I was with Mason resulted in the incompletion of any work. We were too busy in his bed, but still only at the point of kissing and feeling. I still couldn’t get over the fact that I was so lucky as to have him; my hot jock boyfriend.

Practices were still brutal, but I was happy knowing that Mason was always behind me. The ass-slapping still went on, and when we were alone, we would sometimes just share a kiss or hold hands. This was the kind of relationship that I had always wanted, and the kind that I had been deprived of for so many years. I knew that this could not be a secret forever, especially from my parents, but I’m just perfectly content with the way things are now.

The first weekend’s game was a victory, and so was the one after. Yet, this Saturday’s game was going to be the biggest of the season so far. Being in a suburb, many people from around town came just to watch the game. It was going to be huge; we were against our biggest rivals from the next town over. The past couple of years, it was a constant back and forth victory and loss. Yet, Mason was shaped into his prime, and he had a reason to be more focused at my ass when getting the ball quickly enough.

By the end of the third quarter, we were ahead by a touchdown. The crowd cheered, we were all hyped, and Mason never looked better. I actually made efforts to look behind me just to see him from time to time as well, whenever the whistle blew. However, during one of the offensive plays, he got hit straight on. One moment, he had me hike the ball, the next second he was on the ground. I quickly ran over to him, and being emotional, I felt the tears begin to well up in my eyes. I knew well enough not to touch him, in case of any broken bones, but I just wanted to hold him and nurse him back.

The coaches moved us out of the way, as the first aid people came over. Luckily, Mason was only dazed, but the coaches didn’t want him to continue the game, since it was still early on in the season. Moping, he still got a roaring applause when he got up and walked over to the bench. The game continued, and thankfully because of the lead we had early on along with the drive erupting from our team to avenge our injured quarterback, we were able to win. Mason ran over and came to me first, with the hugest hug that anyone had ever given me.

After a congratulatory speech given to us by the coaches, we piled back into the locker room. Mason announced that he was going to have a party at his house that night, to celebrate the victory, and the cheering was heard again.

“Well, if there’s a party tonight, how about we make our way back to your place to freshen up now?” I asked.

“Is that the only reason why you want to get back now, all smelly and sweaty?” he joked back.

In order to protect our secret, I still road my bike a bit on the road, until Mason would come pick me up and take me back to his place.

“I hope you know that while sitting down, I got to get a better view of your ass on the field. It’s even bigger with all of those pads!” he mentioned while squeezing my ass.

“Hey! Stop it you fucker.”

“I thought we weren’t at that point in our relationship,” he continued winking.

We got back to his place, and we left the smelly uniform bags out on his balcony to cleanse. Nevertheless, though Mason was incredibly attractive in his football uniform, he looked maybe even better in just the under armour that was fitted against his body.

I quickly went to him, wrapped my arms around his neck, and began making out with him. It was only 4, and we had 3 hours until the party would start. Thankfully, we didn’t have homework that weekend, so this whole night was just going to be us, since I lied to my mom again and told her that we had a yearlong project where this was necessary. It was a bit of a drastic lie, but one that got her to believe me.

From his neck, I moved my hands up to his hair, grabbing at tufts. I broke the kiss to smell his sweat. It was a mix of man scent, but still sweet. His brown hair was dishevelled, but it gave him that sort of tough, scruffy look. It must have only been a minute, but we were so intense already.

“Mason, we’ve been together almost a month.” I said pulling away.

“And have you enjoyed this month?”

“Despite that fight, yes, yes I did very much. I still can’t believe I have you now.”

“And I can’t believe I haven’t had sex in almost a month,” he joked.

“Fucking whore!” I punched him softly, but he rebuffed my fist and pulled me in again. With all of the body rubbing going on in his bed, I suddenly felt something sharp jab at me.

“Oh my god, what is that?”

“Oh…sorry, Iver. Uhm…all of this kissing and feeling is kinda making me really hot. I sort of have a boner right now.”

“So, how are we going to fix that?”

I began going lower. I fingered the strings of his football pants that he still had on, and then grabbed onto his cock and started feeling it. Compared to mine, it was huge. It must’ve been at least eight inches, but it was still being constrained by his pants. I began rubbing his thick cock up and down.

“Iver, this feels so fucking good,” he moaned.

“Do you like it when I rub you?”

“Yes, but are you sure you want to do this,” he said beginning to arch up. “I don’t want to lose you by pushing you too quickly again. I can wait, these half naked make out sessions are still okay with me.”

“Mason, unlike you, I’m still a virgin. I always told myself that the day I gave that up, it would be for someone that I loved. Right now, the person that I know that I love is you. It’s been a month, our relationship is healthy…I think I’m ready.”

“Iver…I love you, too.”

He pulled me back down on top of him for a kiss, but then flipped me over onto his bed.

“Mason, I thought I was going to blow you first?”

“No man, after everything that you’ve said and done for me, I want you to experience bliss first, especially for your first time.”

From my lips, he made his way down to my neck, kissing me there, and then my nipples. I didn’t have the abs that Mason had, but he still outlined the spots where they would be if they were more defined. At last, he was at my pants, and untying the fly, he began to pull them down.

“Ready?”

“Oh, fuck yeah.”

I already almost had a full erection, and he began stroking my cock up and down. It was slow at first, but he picked up the pace a bit more as time elapsed.

“Oh, Mason…” I moaned.

The thing was, however, we both never sucked a cock before. Still, after all of this, Mason decided that he would do it. I wasn’t even expecting it, but the minute I felt warm, wetness surrounding my dick, I looked over to see my boyfriend starting to suck me off.

It felt so good. I guess being experienced with girls and a dildo allowed him to harness the skills that he was demonstrating now. He flicked the tip of my penis head with his tongue, swirled his tongue around my shaft, and even licked my balls. I felt my balls, starting to swell a bit, until he suddenly stopped, just as soon as I was about to ejaculate.

“I want your cock in my ass.”

“But…Mason…are you ready? We’ve both never tried this and I’m loving what you’re doing now. You don’t have to push yourself this much just to please me”

“I’m not just trying to please you; I want to fulfil my dream to. I’ve always thought that if I were to have my cherry popped by anyone, it would be you. It’s your first time, it has to be special, so here’s a condom and let’s do this.”

With a final kiss, I slipped the condom on the way that the school health teacher did with the banana, and I began to pull of Mason’s shorts. I rubbed his ass a bit, soft yet muscular at the same time, and no tan lines. It was obvious that he tanned out on his balcony in the sun to get these results.

I stuck my face close to his ass. It smelled so good, a mix of his a man and the sweat from the game. Mason gave me a tube of lube, which I slathered all over my cock, and I began to finger his asshole. He moaned with obvious pleasure and after a couple of minutes of doing that, I got in front of the entrance, and made my way in.

At first, his pleasured moans turned to agonic cries. An actual penis was nothing like the dildo that he had up there earlier in the month, and he was gripping the pillow really tightly.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked worried.

“No, I can take it. I just want you to go in a bit more slowly.”

I did as he pleaded and after a couple of minutes, he was loose enough for me to get the rest of my cock in. I started out slow, just like he did with the blow job, but as I began to get into the natural groove of my hips, I began to really pound his ass.

“Oh my god, yes Iver, that feel so fucking good. Go harder, yeah I want to hear you grunt.”

Again, I followed his desires and he began moaning even more loudly, this time back to pleasured sounds. I pulled out, and switched to…I guess it was missionary position? I still wasn’t too sure with each name.

As I looked into his face, he looked so happy. I continued pounding his ass, but now I was able to make out with him at the same time. He began jerking himself off at the same time until finally he was near climax.

“Iver, I’m going to cum. Whatever you do, don’t stop. Go as hard as you can now.”

I obeyed and at last, he began yelling and shooting out stream after stream of cum. He must’ve shot at least six shots, some hitting even his head and my head, and he was still moaning. I kept pounding him, and I smiled as I saw the look of content on his face.

I realized that I was about to cum too, and I pulled out of his asshole.

“Mason, I’m going to cum! Aghhh!!!”

Shot after shot erupted from my penis too. The first stream hit Mason square in the face, while the rest ended up on along the height of his body. It was on his neck, chest, and abs. As I looked down, I couldn’t believe what I had just done.

“That…was…amazing…” I said trying to catch my breathe.

“You were fantastic.”

“You know, that was actually the first time I ever came.”

“No shit?” he asked surprised.

“Mhmm…and how was it having my dick up your ass. Was it everything you had always dreamed?”

“Yes, it was the best feeling in the world.”

We kissed with our bodies pressed against each other once again, until I realized that Mason’s was still all covered in cum.

“Have you ever wondered what that stuff tastes like?”

“Nope, but I guess today’s the day we try all new things.”

He took his hand, rubbed it along his abs, and then stuck his tongue out for a taste.

“Mmmm…this must be yours. It’s sweet.”


I went to the exact same spot, and I sampled it as well. It was sweet, and to thank Mason for letting me fuck him, I decided to clean him off with my tongue. We then shared whatever I had accumulated through a kiss, and we both knew that we were sharing one of the most important things that came from inside of us.

I looked at the clock and it was already six o’clock. We realized the urgency to get ready quickly, so we got into the shower at the same time. There was no touching, and we were quickly out. I borrowed an outfit again that smelled just like Mason, and we were quickly done getting ready.

“Iver, before this party starts, I do have one thing to ask you.”

“Anything.”

“I want to come out to my parents. I want them to know about us. I think they should be accepting, which is why I’m open to it, and I just love you so much and I want them to love you too.”

“Okay, just let me know when.”

“Tomorrow.”

 

[truxtun]

Whoa. This was just too much to assimilate. What ever happened with starting at step one? They didn't leave out any steps. But this was Iver's first time to cum? And he's a senior in high school? He just totally redefined celibacy. And then to even accentuate the mind-blowing sexual experiences, Mason's coming out to his parents. Holy shit! What a segment.

 

[Rickrock]

I'm loving this story. Thanks and please continue.

 

[DonQuixote]

Dalton,
It was a whirlwind chapter - some fast forwarding in their relationship over the last month and what a Climax it was!

 

[Craiger]

That was awesome, Dalton. I believe Iver when he said it was the first time he came. I had an Asian friend that told me how strict his parents, particularly his mother, were about never touching himself. It was such a strong cultural taboo that he obeyed her. Even though I am sure he was gay, because of family, he married and that was the first time he had any sexual experience. Fortunately for Iver, that tradition has now been broken. And now with Mason telling his parents, it may soon be time for Iver to do the same. Great update.

Craiger

 

[Dalton]

The party was okay. There was less drinking and smoking by Mason, no spin the bottle, and I actually just stayed in his room most of the time as he was downstairs. There was a huge test coming up, and though I did go down to not disappoint Mason for about half an hour, I knew that I needed to go home that night anyway without any traces of alcohol or pot on me.

I went back over the next day, a bit apprehensive. I had only seen Mason’s parents once at a football game. He was pretty much a perfect mix of both of them, his tan skin his mother’s Mediterranean background, and his suave hair from his father’s Italian roots. His parents were the typical, rich couple, and Mason was their only son that looked like both of them.

I was going over for brunch that Sunday. The best linens and fine China were out, and Mason was wearing a button up shirt that was clearly tight around his chest. I couldn’t help but picture how his chest looked yesterday, panting quickly after he orgasmed all over his own body. I had to refrain from drifting into fantasyland, or else risk getting a boner in front of my boyfriend’s parents.

As I got closer to Mason, I could tell that he was sweating. It would be tough for him if his parents didn’t approve, and he was nervous about how this would all play out. Before his parents came out, I gave him a reassuring kiss to try and calm him down.

As his parents entered the dining room, I stood up to shake both of their hands. I also thanked them for allowing me to join their meal and as we sat down, the food was brought out and we dug in.

“Mom…dad….I’m gay,” Mason blurted out.

“What?!”

“I’m so sorry; I just couldn’t find any other way or time to tell you and I want you to still love me and I hope that I just didn’t make you want to disown me because I don’t want you to hate me…” he kept rambling. Not only that, but he was starting to cry.

“Honey! Calm down!! We’d never hate you. Please, just explain to us what you want us to hear,” Mrs. Clark reassured.

“Well you see…Iver here is my new boyfriend. Actually, we’ve been together for about a month and I didn’t want to keep this a secret from you any longer. I really hope you don’t hate me now.”

“Mason, we would never hate you. This was all just so unexpected…I mean, we didn’t even begin eating yet, ha-ha-ha, but I want you to know that I love you, and gay, straight, or bisexual, I will still love you.”

“Thank you so much mom. I love you so much…dad?” he looked at his father looking for him to speak.

“Please excuse me for a moment.”

At this point, Mason looked at me with absolute terror in his eyes. He rushed into me and began bawling, as his mother went out to follow his dad. I knew that I couldn’t really do anything, but it just broke my heart having seen Mason’s dad just walk out.

It was a bit of time before Mr. and Mrs. Clark came back in, but they both came in putting their arms around his shoulder. I let go, and they both gave me a nod.

“Listen son, I’m sorry if I made you cry…but it was just such a shock. I think it’s going to take some time for me to process and accept all of this, but I still love you. Since you realized that Iver was special enough for you to realize this, he truly must mean a lot to you,” he said smiling at me.

“He really does.”

“Good, now how about we go back to brunch.”

Brunch was a bit awkward, since the tablecloth was stained with Mason’s tears, but besides that, it was good. His parents were pretty fun, and his dad liked to make jokes, so the original tension died down a bit. As Mason went into the kitchen to aid his mom with the dishes, Mr. Clark pulled me aside.

“Hey, Iver, I’m really sorry if I made things a bit awkward for you today.”

“It’s okay Mr. Clark, I was really just worried for Mason. He told me to come today for moral support.”

“Well, I’m happy you’re here for him. I also found out recently that his grades have been improving…I’m assuming you’re the cause of it?”

“I’m not sure….I’m just pushing him a bit more. He told me he wants to go to NYU next year, so I’m just trying to help him achieve that.”

“You’re a good boy, Iver, but like I said, it’s going to take some time for me to get used to this. Just for now, can you keep things a bit toned down around me?”

“Of course, sir.”

“Thank you. Treat my son well; he’s the only one I have.”

“Believe me, I will.”

He patted my back and I went into the kitchen to help with the last dishes. Afterwards, Mason and I went upstairs. It was hard to refrain from making out or repeating our adventure yesterday, but I made sure to him that we had to study for the biology test coming up.

“You know, my mom asked me if I was sexually active while we were doing the dishes,” he giggled.

“Oh my god, what did you say?!”

“Now I am,” he said with a mischievous smile.

I punched him in his arm and told him to go back to his book.

“She asked me if there was a pill for guys…”

“Mason!”

By now, he was on the floor laughing and I jumped on top of him. I had to wrestle him a bit to calm him down, but he actually fought back.

“Well, I guess we’re not studying now,” I said as we bumped into his wall.

The wall wasn’t the only thing that we hit. We also smashed onto the bed, rolled onto the floor, and bumped into a lot of other furniture.

“Keep it down in there boys!” Mrs. Clark laughed through the door.

“I’m going to fucking kill you.” In the end, Mason ended up on top of me. As he pinned me down, he began taking off his shirt.

“I’m the king of this bitch!”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I had no choice but to laugh.

“Yes, and as your king, I demand that you feel my body.

“As you wish your highness.”

I started out low at his abs. I ran my finer through each ripple and kissed each one, just the way that he liked it. I then went up to his nipples, circling each of them, and then sucking them with my lips. He was letting out soft moans, until I reached his neck and began kissing it. It was still a bit sweaty after all of the fighting we had just had, and I made sure to clean it all off. Afterwards, I made my way up to his lips, and kissed those.

“What would you like me to do now, King Mason?”

“Suck my fucking cock.”

“As you wish.”

I undid his belt, and his fly, and pulled his delicious manhood out. He was already rock hard, and I made sure to keep it that way. I circled my tongue around his shaft, kissed the tip, and sucked each of his balls one at a time.

“Oh…Iver…., that feel so good.”

I continued my rhythm, and Mason continued moaning.

“Your majesty would like you to pull your pants off now,” he said getting up.

As he pulled my pants down, he immediately went for my cock as well. The warmth in his mouth felt so good as he teased my cock, until I got I pulled it away from him.

“You dare disobey your king?”

“I have a wish for my king.”

“What is that?”

“Please bend forward and spread your ass cheeks.”

A look of excitement appeared upon his face, and he did so. He must have thought that I would begin fucking him, but I chose to do something else instead.

“Oh my god, what the fuck are you doing? Are you rimming my ass?”

I continued rimming his hole, making sure to jab my tongue in every once in a while. Whenever I did so, Mason would moan a bit louder, which only got me going even more. I decided that since we were trying new things this time, I would begin fingering him, which got him squealing with pleasure as well. I started out with one finger, but eventually made my way up to three, causing him to grow even louder.

“Does my majesty like being fingered?”

”Yes, but now he would like to be fucked.”

“If you say so, your highness.”

I slipped a condom on and slid in quickly. We started out in doggie position, and I grabbed the hair on his head, hoping to pump harder. We tried missionary and made out as I went even faster than the last time we had sex, and suddenly, he pushed me out of him.

“Lie down.”

I did so, and he mounted me. He continued going up and down as I encouraged him to go faster. It was the best feeling in the world, fucking someone and just laying there, until I took control and began fucking him again.

“I’m going to cum, Iver.”

I quickly pulled out, and began blowing him again. I felt his cock swell and suddenly, stream after stream of his sweet juices were blasting into the back of my throat. I was so overwhelmed, that I choked a bit trying to swallow, but eventually it was all down my throat.

“Holy shit, Iver, did you just swallow all of that?”

I nodded, looking back at him with longing eyes.

“What did I do to get you to rim, finger, and swallow for me today?”

“I can’t help but please my king,” I winked back.

He went down to kiss me, but then went to my dick.

“It’s your turn now.”

He began giving me a hand job until I gave him notice that I was about to cum too. He then picked up the pace as I began moaning and the semen was coming out. He put his face closely, and gave himself a facial.

“I guess I’m the joker now,” he said.

“Well, we can fix that.”

I licked all of the leftovers off of his face, and we shared his sweet cum through a kiss.

“So, I forgot to mention. It’s supposed to be oddly warm next weekend, and my mom gave me permission to use our beach house. Would you like to join me?”

“No.”

He looked surprised and scared, as if he did something that prompted me to give him that answer.
“No, because I would actually love to join you.”

He punched my arm, and we went to the bathroom, looking to clean up the mess that we made of ourselves before going back to work.

 

[DonQuixote]

All work and no play . . .

A great installment - I'm glad his parent's are understanding - and I understand Mason's dad having a bit harder a time of it.
Having hot sex in the bedroom while mom and dad are downstairs?
That would never happen in my folk's house!

Of course, we didn't have a Mc Mansion, either.

 

[Craiger]

That went well considering how Mason blurted it out.... Really well. Some don't fare that well. I don't think Iver's parents will be as accommodating. The two are becoming quite adept at sex as well. Good for them.

Craiger

 

[truxtun]

Your story was great Dalton - hope you pick it up again. Too good to drop.

 

[Dalton]

From Mason’s POV

I never knew what really drove me towards Iver. I’ve never been attracted to guys at all, but the minute I saw him in the shed putting on the football gear for his first time, there was just something about him. Of course, we were two polar opposites. I didn’t think he ever went to any parties, nor did he just go out on the weekends. I think it was his parents, but at least I got to see him on the field.

I knew him from school. Even though it seemed like he didn’t try, he was one of the best-dressed guys. I liked that about him: the colored shorts, Armani tees, and preppy polos all suited him really well. With his cologne, I would’ve classified him as a “pretty boy,” which is what girls secretly did talk about when he wasn’t around.

He was also the tallest in our grade at the time. In the lunchroom, I could always pick him out with his bagged lunch walking to his table by himself and reading. At times, I wanted to go over there and strike up a conversation, but I thought that it would have been weird, being that we weren’t really close.

Then, there was also his personality. Unlike anyone else on the team, Iver was genuinely nice, and I felt like I just wanted to protect him from the pure insolence that the other guys carried on the team. When I found out that he was training to be the new center, I was so excited. I would get to put my hands next to his ass, which I have to mention was so impressive, and grasp the ball each time. I realized that this was another way that I could manage to slap his ass, without drawing any odd attention over on my behalf.

As the years passed, I never stopped looking at Iver. Although his style did change a bit from preppy to a bit hipster, I thought that it only enhanced his looks. By high school, I was far from being a virgin, but every girl I fucked never really did satisfy any of my true desires besides cumming. I wanted Iver, but I never really knew how to get him. After every game, I just wanted to talk to him, get him to hang out with me, but all he did was go and study immediately afterwards.

So, I continued fucking girls, and he continued studying. I guess the studying paid off since in the middle of the summer leading up to senior year, coach announced that Iver had been recruited to play for Columbia next year. It was his goal, from what I learned after small conversations with him, and now that he achieved it, I knew that I was set to begin my mission. Senior year was coming up, and I knew that because I would never have a chance at getting into Columbia, unless it was for football, I needed to get Iver before the year was over.

I devised the plan to have a party just to get him to come over, while he thought that I actually needed help in school. I’m not a true imbecile, just lazy. The whole underwear fiasco, that was planned too. When he came into my room, he was in his typical, now grungy clothes. I thought he still looked hot. When he came into my bathroom, I was half hard. He had that effect on me. His reaction to finding out about the party was absolutely adorable, with the way his face dropped. I could’ve taken him right there, but I wanted him to loosen up a bit.

At the party, I didn’t really booze up, but I did do weed. When I caught him in the kitchen, I wasn’t really intoxicated. At the couch later on, I wasn’t either, just pretending in order to get closer to him. The minute I held his hand, I knew that this was it. I always had a feeling that Iver was gay, since he kept his distance from the other players in the locker room, and from the way he blushed and acted surprised, I knew that my speculation was a true. When we finally kissed after spin the bottle, I was shocked when he ran away though. Yet, I knew where to find him, and that I had to go after him.

After everything that happened at the park, I just had a feeling that this was…meant to be. It just felt so right. The morning after was just as nice, but I was a bit dejected when he told me that he wanted our relationship to go slowly. I waited since sixth grade to be with him, and I honestly wanted him as soon as possible, but that wasn’t in his head. The college applications took my mind off a bit, and though I did like NYU, it was actually a way for me to get closer to Iver.

The thing though, is that I actually intended on applying to Columbia as well, which he had no knowledge of, and I had already talked to some recruiters over that way. It didn’t have to be just football, I’m capable of lacrosse and baseball too.

The things I had to agree to though were a bit off putting at first. I could deal with smoking and drinking less, but I wasn’t too sure about not having sex. I knew deep down that I truly loved Iver, and while he wasn’t ready yet, I was. I knew that I still just had to try, to see if he was really serious, which was why I tried getting him in the locker room, but when he brushed me off, I was hurt. I wanted him so badly. I guess it wasn’t just sex anymore which was what threw me off, but the fact that I wanted to prove to him how much I loved him, and I felt that he was restricting me from that. Nevertheless, the moment he bolted out, I was just devastated.

I didn’t expect him to come back for me, and I felt that I had blown it. To fill the void, I went out and got that dildo As I fucked myself, I just kept thinking of him, and how much I loved him, and I immediately felt remorseful. I cried, and when he came into my room, I knew that it was my last chance to get him back. I laid out all the cards, and it worked. Though, when he pushed himself to become even more physical with me that was when I knew that it was possible for me to love someone with all of my might.

The first time we had sex though…I just wasn’t expecting it. He took me by surprise, since I prepared myself to wait months for him to be ready, and when he offered, I knew that we were on a completely new level of intimacy. I wanted him to be pleased instead of myself, and though it hurt to be fucked at first, it felt amazing having him inside of me. I wanted more of him, but I don’t know how I could ever ask him if I could top him without scaring him.

With everything, I knew that it was time to come out to my parents. With Iver by my side, I knew anything was possible, and it truly was. My dad scared me at first, but I know that he has my best interest in mind. I’ll get him to come around.

The kinky sex afterwards was a better afterthought. I wasn’t expecting Iver to pull out all the stops to completely please me, but he did. At that point, I did believe in soul mates. Iver was mine.

I got my mom to give me permission to use the beach house. I know that after my whole elaborate date planned, I’m going to ask him if I can try topping him. It’s not that I’m sexually unsatisfied, but I want to know that I was the one that took his cherry, because if anything were to happen that causes our relationship to break in the future, it wouldn’t be from me. Then, I would at least know that the guy I loved would always be left with my initial mark.

I did get into Columbia though for baseball. I’m holding it as a surprise from Iver, since he thinks that I’m set on NYU. My future’s set with him, and now I just want to make senior year as memorable as it can be.

 

[DonQuixote]

Dalton,
It's nice to get both of the guys' perspectives.
I can't say a lot of this is a surprise - it's what I was getting out of the story.
Great to know Mason is a multi-talented athlete and got into Columbia, so they can be even closer and build their relationship.
(And maybe so Iver can help Mason stay a little focused on studies and the future.)

 

[Craiger]

Great update, particularly from Mason's point of view. Nice surprise about Columbia. I think that will thrill Iver. The next big step, though, will Iver's confession to his parents. That may put some tension into this great relationship. Looking forward to more, Dalton.

Craiger

 

[Dalton]

We left Friday night to go down to the beach. I told my mom that we were going on a school trip, and she actually believed me. I was getting quite good at lying to her, but in the back of my head, I knew that it was wrong. She taught me better morals, and I was breaking all of them. Being around Mason, though I didn’t smoke, I did drink a bit. If it weren’t for football season, I swear I would have a keg.

Driving down the Garden State Parkway to Mason’s beach house, I held his hand as he drove. I always had fond memories going down the shore, since my parents considered Atlantic City as a vacation spot, and looking back, I began to fall asleep. I drifted in and out, as I laid my head on Mason’s shoulder, but I made sure that he didn’t mind it first. After all, I didn’t want to die in a car accident before graduating.

The drive was an anticipated two hours down. From what he told me, their house was beach front in Pt. Pleasant. When we arrived, Mason made sure to slap my ass to wake me up.

“Ow! What was that for, asshole?!”

“I couldn’t help myself; after all, you fell asleep and moved down to my crotch as I was driving.”

I couldn’t believe it. I really had fallen asleep against his manhood, and I could feel the semi stiffness in his pants. I wondered how long he had that while driving, and whether or not I had a raging libido as I slept as well.

He unlocked the door, and we made our way in. It was late, and we had dinner before we left, so we both were looking to go straight to bed.

“Here, follow me. The guest room’s this way,” he gestured.

“I don’t get to sleep with you?” I jokingly pouted.

“Well, that was a nice car ride coming down,” he winked. “I guess I can allow that.”

He took my hand and led me to his room. I told him that I’d feel a bit more comfortable not in his parents bed, since sleeping was not the only thing we planned to do on our trip down. I couldn’t believe it though. His room had a balcony that opened out to the ocean. I stepped out and was even able to smell the sea breeze.

Mason came out right after me, rolling up a joint. By this point, I wasn’t worrying about his drug use as much. It mellowed him out, and he didn’t do it all the time, and was actually slowly smoking less and less. I guess I was becoming a good influence on him.

As I placed my hands on the deck, Mason came around my back and wrapped his arms around me.

“Do I get a kiss?”

“Once you put that joint out.”

He obliged and as even rinsed his mouth out with water. Now, I leaned in and completed the favor.

“Thanks for bringing me down here with you.”

“No - thank you for coming with me.”

He held me close and we watched the tide roll in and out. After a while, we both agreed that we were exhausted and would go back inside to sleep. No sex. No kissing. Yet, we managed to hold each other the entire night as we drifted off the slumber.

The next day was sunny and hot. I made sure to pack my favorite tank and swim trunks, and as I was putting them on, Mason came out of the bathroom in a Speedo.

“When did you get that?”

“Oh, you know, I’ve just always had it. Do you like it?

“Yes, but I don’t want anyone else staring at you, but you’re more than welcome to change into this when we get back,” I winked.

“That was the plan.”

As he changed into his own trunks, we made our way out to the beach. I guess it was a stereotypical, romantic beach day. We went on the boardwalk and won each other stuffed animals, rode rides, and tanned on the beach.

“Hey babe, I’m going to the bathroom, I’ll be right back.”

“Okay.”

As I continued laying on the warm sand, my eyes starting fluttering. It wasn’t until I saw a figure over me that I lifted up my sunglasses. It was Mason, and he had a box.

“Open it.”

I did, and inside were two pieces of fudge.

“How did you know I love shore fudge?”

“Well, you couldn’t keep your eyes off of the store back there, so I just figured,” he said feeding me a piece. We spent time in the water afterwards, got dinner on the boardwalk, and walked along it afterwards. Although I did notice that girls were looking at Mason, and I immediately grabbed him closer to me. I wanted them to know that he was mine.

He left to go to the bathroom, and as I waited outside, I saw a guy come near me. He was pretty good lucking too: about six feet tall, tanned, and decently muscular. He came with a group of three other friends that also fit his image.

“Hey, there,” one of them said.

“Hey, man…what’s up?” I asked.

“What are you up to?”

“Waiting for my friend.”

“From what we saw back there, he doesn’t appear to be just a “friend.”

“Okay, I’m waiting for my boyfriend.”

“Well, how about you leave your “boyfriend” and come back to our place. I think we can show you a good time,” the obvious leader said grabbing my ass.

“I’d rather not,” I began inching away. Suddenly, his friends were behind me, blocking me from moving away any further.

“I don’t think it’s your choice anymore.”

“Please, just let me go. I’m not looking for any trouble.”

“Neither are we. We just want to have a good time with you. You seem like a fun guy to be around.” He began caressing my cheek and tried leaning in for a kiss as I struggled being restrained by the guys behind me. I started yelling out for Mason, until one of the guys covered my mouth.

“C’mon, let’s get him out of here.”

His buddies began leading me away and I was suddenly crying. Being raped was something that I always feared, and as I was being carried off the boardwalk, I finally saw Mason sprinting my way.

“Iver! Get away from him!”

“Richie, go fend him off. We’ll bring this guy back to the house,” one of the goons said.

Even though Mason was buff, I don’t know if he would be able to take on the ringleader. I struggled to break free, but once I saw Richie throw the first punch, I fought off the due that was carrying me off. As they laid out on the street, I ran back to Mason, who I saw was actually having no difficulty fending off Richie. Punch after punch, he finally brought the leader to the ground.

“Look man, I’m sorry for trying to take your boyfriend. He isn’t even worth it. Just please stop punching me.”

“If I ever see you around him again, I will fucking kill you. He is worth it,” he said with one more breathtaking jab.

By this point, we began walking quickly away, just to make sure that no retaliation would occur.

“Mason…I’ve never seen you that angry before.”

“I wasn’t going to let him take you, and once he called you worthless, I was even more pissed. You’re mine. I’m not going to let anyone take you away from me.”

He took my hand tightly, probably looking to keep me safe from anything after the entire ordeal, and we went back to the house. I got some ice for his bruised hand, and we sat back out on the balcony.

“Mason, I realize now that I never thanked you for what you did for me.”

“You don’t have to thank you. You make me happy every day, and I wasn’t going to let someone stop you from doing that.” I leaned in and kissed him.

“To be honest, seeing you fight for me was actually kind of hot.”

“Oh really? Well, it’s not going to happen often. I’m not going to let you out of my sight anymore.”

I leaned in to kiss him again, and he took me into himself. I wasn’t lying. Seeing Mason be the alpha male and now thinking about it made me so hard. I straddled him and he picked me up and took me back into the bedroom.

He laid me down on the bed and took off my shirt. I took his off, and he began kissing me again. He started out at my lips, then to my neck, and the rest of the way down my body. Each minute of being pleasured caused me to moan louder and louder, and Mason began undoing my board shorts.

“This is what I fought for,” he said as he took my cock in his mouth. It still must’ve been the aftermath of the fight, but Mason was appearing hotter than he has before at that moment. The warmth and wetness from his mouth was making me get off quickly, until I told him that I wasn’t going to last much longer. He picked up the pace, and I came in his mouth as he swallowed it all.

“That…was….amazing.”

“Well, you are worth it,” he said kissing me. I tasted myself as our tongues intertwined. I then rolled him over on the bed and undid his bathing suit too. I took his already rock hard cock in my mouth and went down the entire way. Mason moaned with deep pleasure as I went to his balls and then his ass hole. I was rimming him, which I knew that he always loved, until I stopped.

“Is something wrong, Iver?”

“Yes.”

“Well, what is it?” Mason asked with fear in his eyes.

“I still haven’t been fucked by the guy I love. After tonight, I know that you are my one true love. I want to know that you were the first one that popped my cherry.”

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“Positive.”

Mason then rolled me over and began kissing me ever so passionately. I knew that eventually, he would want to fuck me and though I was always scared, I felt that it was time that I realized that I loved him enough for him to complete this moment. He started to rim my rosebud, tongue fucking me and jerking me off at the same time. As I heard the unwrapping of a condom, I braced myself for the pain that I knew would come. I heard the pop from a lube bottle, and then a finger being stuck into my ass.

“Ahhh,” I moaned.

“Does it hurt?”

“No, I can take it.”

Mason began finger fucking me as I moaned, and by the time he had three fingers in my asshole, I was pleading with him to just fuck me.

“Mason, I want you inside me now!”

“Alright baby, I’ll give you what you want.”

I felt his fingers slide out and suddenly, something much wider was being stuck in. I bit down on the pillow in front of me, not wanting to seem like I couldn’t take his cock. I wanted him to use me as much as he wanted, and he deserved that. Mason managed to get all of himself inside of me, and began to slowly fuck me. At first, the pain still stung a lot, but it eventually turned into pure delight.

“Oh my god, Iver…you’re so fucking tight.”

“Mason…fuck me harder. I love your dick in my tight ass. C’mon, harder!” I was screaming for it.

As he began moving faster and faster, he suddenly pulled at and told me to mount him. I did as he asked and I was going even quicker. He was moaning with satisfaction, and in another minute, he told me that he was about to cum.

I dismounted off of him, pulled the condom off of his dick, and then mounted right back on. We were bare-backing, which only caused Mason to cum quicker with the closer skin friction.

“Ahh I’m cumming,” he said as I felt shot after shot of his seed shoot up my ass.”

“I’m going to cum to, Mason!” I screamed as I shot my second load onto his abs. I continued to keep pumping until his cock became flaccid and came out of my ass.

“Dude…” he panted. “You let me cum inside you.”

“Yeah. Now, not only did you take my cherry, but I’ll always be yours with your seed inside of me.

Mason came on top of me, and began making out with me. It was so passionate, I swore that if we continued, I probably could have had a third orgasm for the night, but he stopped and just looked into my eyes.

“I love you so much,” he told me.

 

[DonQuixote]

THAT was a quick turnaround chapter - and what a chapter it was, Dalton!

 

[Craiger]

Dalton, that was awesome. Such a great lead up to the complete consummation of their relationship. What a romantic day on the beach. Even the frightful experience with the goons added to the excitement by bringing Iver to the trust he now has with Mason. Great chapter.

Craiger

 

[truxtun]

Craiger's right on - ditto.

 

[Dalton]

We woke up early on Sunday, since I heard that dolphins could sometimes be seen off the coast. As the sun started rising, Mason and I sat in our chairs on the beach eating some pancakes that we had prepared. Sadly, we didn’t get to see any, but the view was nice for our last couple hours down the shore.
“Sorry we didn’t see any dolphins, babe.”
“It’s alright. I guess that means that you’ll have to take me back down here sometime.”
We both went back inside to pack everything back into his car, closed up the house for the winter, and got onto the parkway. We expected to get back home a bit before lunch, since I assumed that my parents would want to see me study in front of their eyes. They weren’t stupid, but I really didn’t understand why I was able to continue this charade with them. My mind was drifting, until Mason pulled my hand into his.
“Iver…I think I want to come out at school.”
“Wait, what?!”
“Well, I mean…we love each other, right? I see no reason why we need to hide it in school. Personally, I don’t see why we should care what anybody else has to say.”
I didn’t know how to respond. I really wasn’t expecting him to be so open now to coming out. I intended on revealing my sexuality in college, when I’d be away from my parents. I was speechless at this point.
“Uh…”
“It’s your parents, isn’t it? You’re worried they’re going to somehow find out.”
“Mason, you need to understand that I really love you, but my parents are way too traditional. Jesus Christ, they make fun of gays on the street whenever we go to New York. As much as I want to do this, I don’t think I can right now.”
“Listen, I’m not going to push you. This is something you have to deal with at your own pace and I understand that. Just remember, I’m ready when you are.”
“Thank you.”
After that, the rest of the car ride was particularly awkward. I kept thinking about how my parents would react if they found out. Mildly, they would brush it off and pretend that I was just going through another one of my “phases.” On the other hand, I pictured my dad kicking me out of the house. Then, the extreme thing would be them killing me immediately after I tell them. There was traffic though, and I fell asleep, but I kept waking up because all of these thoughts were transposing into nightmares. Mason knew something was up, but I didn’t want to drag him into this. I was almost out of every option, until I remembered one that had worked once.
“You’re putting my head on my crotch again?” he laughed.
“I can’t sleep in this car. I’m not comfortable.”
“Haha, fine, but you owe me.”
“I think you’re already enjoying this right now.”
As if on command, is penis began to grow. I obviously couldn’t sleep on that, so I began unzipping his jeans and put his manhood in my mouth. Knowing how intense this was going to be already, Mason pulled off to the side of the highway.
Though there wasn’t a whole bunch of room between us, I made the best of the situation. Mason’s hands were on the back of my head, guiding me up and down his dick. I managed to stroke and suck at the same time, until he moaned that he was about to cum. To be a bit playful, I removed his dick from my mouth and sat back in my original position.
“Babe, why’d you stop? I’m so close; I need you!”
“I think I can fall asleep now, thank you very much. I’m quite comfortable,” I said sprawling myself over the seat. Mason then leaned over and began making out with me, as if to lead me back to finish sucking him off. I couldn’t resist, and I finished the job with him ejaculating his load in my mouth. After a long night of sex, I was a bit shocked at all of the semen that he was able to release, but I still took it either way.
Once he regained his normal breathing, Mason slapped my arm playfully.
“Why’d you stop blowing me midway? Do you know how painful blue balls are?”
“I just wanted to teach you a lesson,” I replied jokingly.
“Oh, and what lesson would that be?”
“That if I did ever leave you, then you’d be left alone to complete the job.”
“You little fucker. Well, I hope you know that I’m never going to leave you. I guess you’re stuck with me.”
“I wouldn’t want to have it any other way.”
With my stomach now full of love, we made it back home by noon. As much as I wanted to stay with Mason, I knew that I had to go home. He dropped me back off at my house, and while I wanted to give him a goodbye kiss, I think he knew that it wasn’t the right time for one. As I got to my door and waved towards him, he blew me a kiss, and I shooed him away as he pulled out of my driveway.
I went inside to find both of my parents in the kitchen. If you’re unfamiliar with typical asian families, the dad is usually passive and the mom is the one that noses into everything.
“How did you get home?” my mom asked.
“My friend drove me.”
“Who is this friend?”
“You don’t know him.”
“What’s his name?”
“Why, you don’t know him.”
I made my way upstairs to my room and went straight to my desk. I pulled out my calculus book, hoping to finish my homework within the next hour, until my parents came in. I guess my mom wasn’t done with her interrogation, and found the need to pursue it.
“You’ve been going out a lot lately.”
“I told you that I have a project with my friend that’s going to last for the whole year.”
“You never talk to us anymore.”
“Well, I’m sorry mom.”
“Is something wrong? You can always talk to us if something’s wrong.”
“Everything’s fine mom.”
The questions stopped once my dad didn’t fall on the floor and black out.
“Oh my god!”