Typical Teenagers

[Autolycus]

Hot! But now there could be a problem for those sexy lovers.

 

[Craiger]

Shazam! We're really getting to the nitty-gritty. And, just as Lane and Jared are about to consummate their relationship, Dad comes home..... Fortunately Lane had locked the door, but what timing...lol I'm really glad Dawson has found a "friend" in Dylan. That could be another great story. You're on a roll here, Dawson, don't stop.

Craiger

 

[2M0A1T1T]

Hahah talk about a cliff hanger lol keep em comming

 

[Kyanimal]

FUCK IT, Dude! And, I truly do MEAN That in All senses of the term!

Wow! Your mind is just where I LIKE It!

Awesome story, Bud!

Keep smiln'!!
Chaz

 

[Dennis6950]

Wow I find myself refreshing the page every hour or so waitin for more. I love this story

 

[Dawson03]

Hot! But now there could be a problem for those sexy lovers.

Thanks!

Shazam! We're really getting to the nitty-gritty. And, just as Lane and Jared are about to consummate their relationship, Dad comes home..... Fortunately Lane had locked the door, but what timing...lol I'm really glad Dawson has found a "friend" in Dylan. That could be another great story. You're on a roll here, Dawson, don't stop.

Craiger

Thanks!

Hahah talk about a cliff hanger lol keep em comming

Thanks!

FUCK IT, Dude! And, I truly do MEAN That in All senses of the term!

Wow! Your mind is just where I LIKE It!

Awesome story, Bud!

Keep smiln'!!
Chaz

Haha! That one did make me laugh!! THanks so much!!

Wow I find myself refreshing the page every hour or so waitin for more. I love this story

Thanks!

 

[Dawson03]

CHAPTER 18: THIS COULD NOT BE HAPPENING…

I just stared at Jared in disbelief. The look on his face told me that he was oh so ready for this moment to be happening too. He looked as if he was a kid in a candy store and was just told that he wasn’t allowed to have any candy of any kind. It was kind of cute to be honest with you. I loved his face, but not why he was making his face.

I could NOT believe that I was hearing my dad yell at me just as my boyfriend was getting ready to fuck me. Why was this happening now? We were both so very horny and ready for each other that we NEEDED to have sex. This was going to happen and everything else had been played out so well throughout the rest of the evening.

At this point, I really wasn’t sure what to do. I was pissed beyond belief at my dad and Sharon for coming home so early, but then I was happy to know that my boyfriend was just as disappointed as I was.

Well, there was complete silence for a while and I’m sure that my dad got the idea that nobody was home, so I hollered, “Hey, dad! Jared and I are in my room. Why are you home so early?”

“We’re not early,” Dad replied. “We are an hour late.”

Holy shit! Jared and I had been fooling around four hours! My life couldn’t get any better than that! I was completely happy that we had gotten the chance to do that, but it needed to get better and that meant that we HAD TO FUCK! So I wasn’t hearing dad or Sharon come down the hallway, so I just looked at Jared and gave him my best seductive look that I could do.

It worked!

I felt more of his dick enter my hole. I sucked in as much air as my lungs could hold. It was starting to hurt. He stopped for a minute, but it didn’t get any better before he started pushing again. I just pushed out and tried to not think about it for a minute. He was sliding further in me with each passing second and my hole wasn’t getting used to that big of an object in there. I had bottomed some before for Dawson, but his dick was nowhere as big as Jared’s.

The next thing I knew, I was feeling his balls against my ass and his pubes tickling me. I had taken all of him! The entire time that Jared was pushing into me, he was staring at me awaiting an approval. I guess he couldn’t read me very well! He just smiled a cute little kid smile that just melted me heart and smiled back at him. At least I think that it was a smile. I wasn’t sure what my face would be doing since I was in some pain, but he just let himself just sit inside me for awhile before he withdrew half of his dick and slid it back in. I know that this has been said 1,000 times, but the pain was soon replaced with pleasure and it was incredible at how good I was feeling. He was hitting my prostate and I was starting to moan a little bit, but we had to be quite since dad and Sharon were just down the hall. It was a little scary thinking that a parent could walk in on us, but then again it was completely hot knowing that we could get caught, but I didn’t want that to happen!

It wasn’t long after before Jared was full-blown fucking me. I was now feeling no pain at all, just all pleasure. My hole had loosened and I was able to feel his dick entering me with every thrust and withdrawing when he would pull out.

Our first time fucking we tried three different positions. The first one was missionary and I couldn’t imagine feeling better than I was feeling then, but then the second on we were in was doggy. Jared was almost too big for that position, because I was completely used to him being in me and I wasn’t feeling any pain, but he was thrusting to deep and was giving my body so many different feelings of pleasure. I couldn’t take it anymore and there were some that was just so pleasurable that I was screaming. I knew that my dad and Sharon could hear, but it was at this point that I didn’t care who heard us, I was just so happy to finally be with my boyfriend and the amount of pleasure that he was giving me was freaking incredible.

There was one thrust that he dug into me that caused our third and final position of the evening. He thrust too hard and it caused my arms to give out and I fell onto the bed on my stomach, but Jared didn’t lose a beat, because he was falling with me and his dick never came out of me. He was now on top of me with his dick lodged into my ass. He was just so big and I was so proud of myself for being able to take him and let him fuck me. It was incredible! I could tell that Jared was getting close and we were both getting tired, but Jared is a fighter in whatever he does, and he wasn’t going to quit until he got the job done. He put his legs on the outside of each of mine, his arms on the side of the bed next to me and hoisted himself up so I he could fucking drill me, well that’s what he said was the reasoning for moving into that new position. So up he came and he started pounding me so hard that I couldn’t see anything. I was in so much pleasure and we were both moaning so loud that there was no way that everybody in the house wouldn’t be able to hear us. It was pretty hot!

His pelvic bone was smacking my bare ass and we were both sweaty, so that was causing even more noise. It sounded like he was spanking me with a belt, that’s how loud it was and how hard he was fucking me. His breathing was beginning to get heavier and quicker and I knew that he was fixing to blow his enormous load and I wanted it all in my ass and I think that’s where Jared was going to put, even if I didn’t want it there.
Jared thrust into me three more times before he let out one loud, huge grunt and I begin feeling a warm sensation within my lower stomach and realized that he was filling me up. I’m not exactly sure how much cum he came, but he was filling me up like I was his truck and was on “E!” After he was done shooting in my ass, his arms completely gave out and he collapsed on my back, again, and was breathing so hard that he couldn’t talk. His dick was still in my ass and I think that I could feel his cum dripping out of my ass onto my leg. This was the best feeling in the world… just getting fucked and having your boyfriend collapsed on top of you! About five minuets had passed and Jared regained his strength to pull out of me and roll off of me and he took his right and slightly rubbing my back causing me to get goose bumps. He started pushing on me and I knew that he wanted me to roll over, so I decided to be a little stubborn and just stay on my stomach. Well Jared was determined to get be on my back so literally picked me up and rolled me over.

I laughed.

He took my hard dick in his hand. It was so wet from the pre-cum that I had been leaking that he just used that has lube and gave me one hell of a hand job. It was maybe 10 seconds before I was shooting my massive load. The first shot went well over my head and onto the floor. The second, third and fourth shots landed on my face and chin and the last three just landed on my stomach. Jared just looked at me again and smiled one of his little kid cute smiles and leaned down and kissed me softly on the mouth. We got up and took a long romantic shower together before getting in bed and snuggling up to each other naked!

The next morning came and when I made my way to the kitchen in my pajamas, Dawson was the only one sitting at the bar. He smiled an evil smile.

“So,” Dawson started. “I hope you had fun last night. It’s about time you take the huge fucker.”

I just blushed. I knew that we had been loud, but Dawson was sleeping in a room on the opposite end of the house. Did he hear us all the way down there? Surely not.

“Yeah,” I said. “I sure did. It was fucking amazing dude!”

“I could tell from you moans.” He replied as he was taking a bite of his toast.

I blushed again.

The events from last night were going to be happening again really soon! I was just unprepared for how fast ‘soon’ came!

 

[Dawson03]

CHAPTER 19: WOW!

I grabbed some breakfast and hopped up on the bar stool next to Dawson, the two of us had been talking about mine and Jared’s sex life. Wow! I could not believe that I was actually talking about mine AND Jared’s sex life, I was in awe! Then the moment came that I had been dying to ask Dawson for quite a while and I couldn’t resist any longer.

“So, have you and Dylan had sex yet?” I asked.

Dawson choked on his Orange Juice. “What are you talking about,” he replied. As he said this his voice went up an octave.

I just looked at him and started smiling slyly, “You know damn well what I’m talking about, you bastard. Remember, I know EVERYTHING. You can’t keep anything from me.” I said laughing.

He took another drink of Orange Juice as Jared was walking into the kitchen. He came up behind me and spanked me. I was instantly hard. I turned around and met him with a morning kiss. I loved those lips! Jared and I were making small talk about tonight’s plans. Today was New Year’s Eve and my dad was having a get together at the house will all of the big wigs from the hospital. It included the hospital administrator, chief of medical staff, head doctors and nurses, and a lot of other influential people that my dad and step mom worked with. Dad hadn’t completely told us that we couldn’t be there, but I wasn’t sure what we would do if he did tell us that. I don’t know that many people in Chicago and wasn’t about to ask Dylan if we could tag along with him, and dad only has a one story house with no guest or pool house. I still am not sure as to why he bought that house. It’s nothing like his lake house with three stories and three guest houses and a pool house. I love staying at the lake. It’s so peaceful and relaxing. Just thinking about spending that much time there was making me anxious for summer to hurry and get here!

By this time, everybody was up and Spencer was calling whining about how nobody called him last night and why he was still at a friend’s house and nobody had come to pick him up yet. I volunteered. I wasn’t sure where the hell he was or where the friend lived, but I was going to have some words with that little bitch this weekend and he was going to listen. I was sick of his whining, complaining, and ruining other people’s plans, hell, everybody but Sharon was sick of him. Dylan couldn’t wait to move off to college so he could get away from him. It was funny, one day when they were talking about college, Spencer said that he couldn’t wait until he got the chance to drive and spend the weekend with Dylan and before Spencer knew what hit him, Dylan said, “Like hell you’ll be coming and staying with me. I don’t want you around me at all when I’m at college!” Yeah, it was such a prick move, but when he said that, my dad, Dawson, Jared, and I all started laughing. It was the truth. Nobody wanted to be around Spencer. He was a fun sucker, and I really hate using this word, but he was the true definition of a pussy.

So anyways, I got dressed, Sharon called Spencer back and told him that I was coming to get him and I’m pretty sure that he was complaining about that because Sharon was telling him that she was busy and he would be back at the house in 30 minutes. After I came out of my room looking for somebody to take with me, the boys were already in the hot tub. I couldn’t believe that they were going to make me go get the little shit. But whatever.

Sharon let me drive her new car. It was a Mercedes SL convertible and that thing would get up and go! I was kind of thinking asking dad to get me that for college, but knew he wouldn’t drop that much money for a college car and I didn’t want a car that could only seat 2 people.

Making only one attempt, I found Spencer’s friend’s house, pulled in, and went to the door. I was greeted by the kid’s mom. She was a cute little thing, about 5’5”, blonde curly hair, blue eyes, white, straight teeth, and a bubbly personality. I introduced myself and she invited me in. Her son, another boy, and Spencer sitting on the couch looking at the computer rambling on about something, so me and the mom made small talk.

Out of nowhere, Spencer got up and said, “Alright, Lane, I’m ready to go. Let’s go.” And out the door he went. I hollered back at him, but he didn’t listen to me and went and got in the front seat of the Mercedes. I looked at Mrs. Roberson and said I would be right back and walked out the door. As I was approaching the car, Spencer had started it and I could see that he already had his seatbelt on. I walked over to the passenger side, opened the door and politely said, “Get out of the car and march your ass back inside that house and tell Mrs. Roberson thank you for letting you stay the night and say by to your friends.”

“Fuck you, Lane.” He replied. “I don’t have to take shit from you and I’m not going to. Shut the fuck up and get in this God damn car so we can get the FUCK out of the ghetto.”

I was already half way in the car and I was sick of his attitude, so before I knew what I was doing, I reached over and punched Spencer in the jaw.

“First of all, the last person that told me to fuck off found themself getting helped up off the ground, second off, you’re not fucking driving back home, and third of all, you know damn good and well that I HATE when ANYBODY says God damn. So I’ll let that little remark slide, this time.” I said back to him. He continued to glare at me and his eyes were getting a little watery. “Now, get your spoiled, pussy ass out of this fucking car and walk up to that house and tell the Roberson’s thank you for letting you come over, and you better mean it, or it will be one hell of a ride back home.”

He slowly reached for the door handle and got out. I took the key out of the ignition this time and followed him to the front door.

“Mrs. Roberson,” Spencer started. “Thank you so much for letting me spend the night with you. It was very kind of you.”

“Oh, you’re welcome, Spencer. You’re welcome here anytime!” She replied back to him. “Yes, Lane, he is welcome here anytime he wants,” she said to me.

“Well thank you very much, Mrs. Roberson, I really appreciate it and your hospitality,” I said back to her.

I turned to go to the car first this time and made it safely to the driver’s seat before Spencer got the chance to get there first. He selfishly got into the passenger seat and started sulking.

“Why do you have to be such a fucking prick?” He asked.

“Get your seatbelt on,” I said laughing and ignoring his question.

Once we were driving, I decided that I would be having words with him.

“You know what, Spencer, I’m not sure who the hell you think you are and what you think that you have, but you have got nothing. Do you hear me? Nothing. So you need to climb off of your high horse thinking that your hot shit and that you’re the richest person that has ever walked the planet. Because I’ve got news for you, bud, you’re not. And this whole whining shit is for the birds and has GOT to go. I’m sick of it. You’re a fucking sophomore in high school. Start acting like one and not like you should still be in fucking 2nd grade. Because your attitude is fucking ridiculous. And another thing, if you ever fucking start complaining about what anybody else wants to do again, whether it’s me or your brother or your mom, I don’t care who the hell is around, I’ll fucking hit you, and don’t think for a minute that I won’t. I’m sick of you and your damn whining.”

He continued looking out the window and the high rise of the city. The rest of the car ride was speechless. I didn’t even turn the radio on, I wanted him to be uncomfortable. Gosh, I really am a bad brother, but I really didn’t give a shit. I was sick and tired of him.

As we were walking up the stairs in the garage, I turned to him and said, “For your information, you pussy, I am NOT a prick. You’re just the biggest pansy I have ever met and you don’t know what it’s like to be a real man and learn how to handle people and show respect. Oh, and one more thing,” I leaned into his ear, “if anybody, I mean ANYBODY hears about what went on in that car, it will be living hell for you for the rest of your fucking life. Understand me?” He nodded. Good, I thought, I have him right where I wanted him. We walked in the door to the mud room and walked through the kitchen.

“MOM,” Spencer yelled. “WE NEED TO TALK. NOW. YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT LANE DID TO ME.”

Oh shit!

 

[Dawson03]

CHAPTER 20: THAT LITTLE SHIT…

Sitting at the bar was my dad, Dylan, and Jared. I wasn’t sure where Dawson was, but just as soon as Spencer yelled that, dad could tell from my face that I was fucking irritated, but I had nothing to worry about. What was Sharon going to do to me? Spank me? I wasn’t afraid of her, because I knew that Jared and Dawson would back me up on everything and maybe even Dylan. I wasn’t sure what dad would do, but I knew that he wouldn’t let Sharon do anything to me, because he would stand up for O.J. Simpson before he would stand up for Spencer, and that’s saying something!

Well anyways, I sat at the bar too and it was about 10 minutes when Sharon was stomping through the kitchen.

“Babe, we need to talk now. Lane, you come too,” she bolted.

I guess she had already turned around to go, because dad made an annoyed face at her and caused everybody to start laughing. When we got to Sharon’s office, Spencer was sitting at her desk glaring at me with a look on his face that said, “yeah, that’s right, I just lied my ass off and got you in so much trouble that you’re going to be 90 and still grounded.”

Dad and Sharon were arguing about what happened and dad was definitely taking up for me and wasn’t backing down. She demanded that I was to be grounded. No friends, no phone, no car, no computer, no nothing. She couldn’t do that! I was just laughing on the inside just staying out of all this. I knew that I would have my time to argue and fight with her when the moment came, and right now, this wasn’t the time.

“He fucking punched Spencer,” I heard Sharon say.

“He deserved it!” My dad replied.

All of our eyes literally popped out of our heads and jaws dropped. I knew that dad couldn’t stand him and wouldn’t say anything that would jeopardize a relationship with he and Sharon, but this was completely unexpected. Sharon was starting to cry and sat down too. Dad looked at me and I knew that it was time for me to get the hell out of the room.

Back in the kitchen, everybody wanted to know what was going on and I told them what I heard and then what dad had said. Even Dylan agreed with him and said that he was glad that I finally did something to him, because he wasn’t sure how much longer he would be able to stand it before he did something about it.

After 45 minutes or so Sharon finally came to the kitchen and got in my face, “If you ever lay another hand on my baby again, I will personally come after you. Got it?” I was sick of this entire situation. So I hit him. Big deal. I just laughed in her face and brushed passed her. She tried to grab my arm, but I jerked it out of her grip. I guess this was the moment that Dylan couldn’t take it any longer and spoke up.

“Mom, if Lane hadn’t of punched Spencer, I was just about a day away from it. He is such a baby and nobody can stand to be around him. It’s ridiculous at how immature he acts to everybody. Just because Lane finally gave him what he’s been deserving for a long time now, doesn’t mean that you have to over react to this. Just calm down, because honestly, I was five minutes away from knocking him out myself.”

I guess she didn’t want to hear that either and she stomped off again. I looked over at Dylan and he shot out, “Who the hell here needs a fucking drink? I know I do!”

With that, the four of us went to the wet bar and poured us a shot of Crown. We each had two shots before dad came and joined us and said that he needed a couple too! He was so damn cool, I completely loved him and was freaking tickled at how he was handling this situation!

“Well,” Dad grunted. “I guess I need to get things put together if we’re going to have all of these people over tonight.”

Dylan was the first to ask what needed to be done and in a matter of an hour, the five of us had everything set up and the way we wanted it. Dad had to make a run to the liquor store to get stocked up on the evening and I politely asked him if he would pick us up a couple bottles for ourselves too. He laughed and shook his head and walked out the door.

Dawson was being his usual self as he was snooping through everything and ultimately found the game closet and pulled out a game.

“Oh, man!” He screamed. “I haven’t played this game in forever! Let’s play it, guys!”

I turned to see him holding Chutes and Ladders. Wow! After us all admitting that we hadn’t played it in a while, we decided that we would play it now! The game was almost over when Spencer made his way to the front room for the first time since we had been home.

“Hey!” he exclaimed. “That’s my game. I want to play with you all.”

“Dude,” Dylan said. “Get over it. You’re not playing.”

He walked over to the table, picked up the board and threw it across the room causing all the pieces to go in every direction. We started hollering at him when Sharon entered the room. Oh shit! We all looked at each other and Spencer had his back to his mom and was looking at us, he shot us another one of his looks that said, “yeah, you’re in trouble,” when things took a turn.

“SPENCER JAMES MORGAN, TELL THEM YOU’RE SORRY THIS INSTANT AND GET YOUR ASS TO YOUR ROOM AND DON’T COME OUT UNTIL I SAY.” She yelled.

The look on his face was freaking priceless and was definitely worth the fight that had happened earlier. After he was gone, she walked over to us.

“I want you to be honest,” She said to us. “Is this how he always acts to you all?”

We all hesitated before Dylan finally broke the silence and answered truthfully, “Yes, mom, it is.”

“Alright,” She continued. “I am so sorry for his actions, and Lane, I owe you an apology. I am sorry for the things that I said to you earlier and how out of proportion that I had let them get. You had every right to take charge and make him tell Mrs. Roberson thank you. I appreciate it!”

“It’s alright, Sharon, and you’re welcome!” I said with gratitude!

I was ecstatic that she was apologizing to me and the fact that she knew that her son was a brat was just an added bonus!

Things were getting ready to be changed around here, and I couldn’t wait!

 

[Dennis6950]

This story just keeps getting better and better. I can't wait to keep reading. You are an amazing writer

 

[Craiger]

How cool Spencer was taken down a few notches. However, the part I want to know about is DID LANE'S DAD AND SHARON HEAR AND KNOW WHAT ALL THE MOANING AND SCREAMING WAS ABOUT????????? If so, Lane sure as hell doesn't have to worry now...lol
Things are certainly changing.

Craiger

 

[Kyanimal]

Oh, Man! I do so LOVE this story!

Sort of reminds me of some of my own times that took place TOO long ago!

THANK YOU! for the "resurrection"!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

 

[h3llboy]

Your story is so goooood. It's making me so horny!

 

[sheep]

Too bad. I wanted to slap Spencers sucky face. I found your story last night and finished reading it this morning. You are a great writer!

 

[stevenjoec]

Can we get a new chapter already??? lol. I keep waiting every day on an update!!

 

[Stormy89]

Lol Yes Spencer got what he deserved, he's such an asshole

 

[Dawson03]

CHAPTER 21: THE SHOW GOES ON!

Well, before I get too ahead of myself about how much things were changing, I guess I should finish the day… We were all ready for dad’s New Year’s Eve party at the house.. Dylan, Dawson, Jared, & I still had no freaking clue what we were going to be doing for the evening, but I knew that dad didn’t really want us to be seen around the house. It was one of those things that you know they don’t want you there, but they’d never ask you to leave. So we ended up telling my dad that we were going to go out that evening and if we made it back home we would more than likely stay there, but if we didn’t, we were staying at a friend’s house. We just really weren’t sure what friend and where we’d be going.

So Dawson started spit balling ideas for us to do.. Nobody really liked any of his ideas.. Navy Pier, the shore/beach, the mall, etc. It was Jared that finally suggested that we take a stroll through the park and just hang out there. We knew that there wouldn’t be hardly anybody out at the park on this night & we admitted that it had been awhile since we were all at a park actually playing on the playground equipment! So to the park we went!

Whenever we finally arrived, after finally illegally parking on the road, we jumped out and raced to the Jungle Gym! I always have loved the Jungle Gym & that’s actually where Dawson & I had first met & became friends.. Man, that had been a mere 16 years ago, and here we were, still friends! With all four of us being athletes, it was no trouble for us to run around and not become tired, but it was Dawson & I who were the most flexible.. He & I had taken gymnastics classes when we were 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, & 9 years old… when we became 13 we decided to see if we could still do some of the things that we could do back then; we could! It wasn’t until I had turned 16 that we started enrolling in tumbling classes 3 nights a week. And now, the two of us could tumble unlike we ever imagined. We were so good, that Dawson was planning on trying our for the cheer team at the Division 1 school he was planning on going too the following fall. That was always his dream to become a cheerleader in college; not so much mine, so I didn’t even bother trying out at any colleges. I decided that I would just keep mine as a hobby and for a good excuse to get out and exercise! Well, it had been a couple weeks since Dawson & I had a class, so we began tumbling on the lawn in the park. We were having a blast. Even though it was a little on the difficult side to land a tuck and full clean in jeans, we were having fun just being ourselves!

From the Jungle Gym, to the Monkey Bars, we all discovered every inch of the park that night. The swing set was the most fun, because it was just a time to relax and talk to each other about what was going on & what everybody feeling at different times. We really had an in depth conversation. After we were getting tired from going back and forth, I was the one that jumped out of the swing first and went over to a clearing on the lawn and laid down looking up at the star filled sky! It wasn’t long before the other three joined me.

We were all pointing out all of the notable star formations in the sky and we weren’t sure how long we had been there, nor what time it was. I also found it very weird that nobody’s phone had gone off the entire time we were there. But anyways, Jared made the comment that he needed to go find a bathroom, so I volunteered to go with him!

The entire way there and back we walked holding hands. It was really nice for the two of us to be as open about our relationship in a different city. Because, back home, neither of us even thought about doing that kind of thing; day or night! When walking back to the place on the ground that we had left Dylan & Dawson lying, Jared and I took a different way back. We were just on the opposite side of the play equipment when he stopped, turned to me, and embraced me in a caring, compassionate hug. It was one of his hugs that I hadn’t felt before, one that wasn’t big and burly that says, “I know I’m stronger than you, but you still love me,” hugs, but it wasn’t one of those hugs that said, “ok, just hug me and get it over with,” it was more of a hug that said, “I don’t want this moment to end. Ever!” Since I was a little shorter than Jared, he had his chin resting on the top of my head. I didn’t care, because I was getting to rest my head on his chest, one of my most favorite parts on him! He finally lifted his head off of my head and I looked up at him. He kissed me lightly on the lips.

“Lane,” Jared said softly. “I am so glad that we are together. I don’t ever want this to be the end.”

I just smiled and agreed with him and hugged him again.

I looked back up at him and kissed him again, this time with a little bit of tongue. Not long, we were fully making out in a public park in Chicago. I’m not going to lie, I was a little turned on by that and it was starting to make me horny! Jared let his hands wonder on my body and he was cupping my ass. He always told me how much he loved just looking at my ass and getting to feel it. I didn’t know what my ass looked like, but Jared told me that I had one killer ass. One that was firm and hard, but still soft and mushy, not sure if that was supposed to be a compliment or not, but I would take it! And one that caused him to be distracted all the time when I would wear a certain pair of jeans and any athletic shorts. That was one thing he never should have told me, because I always taunted him with my ass. I would wear athletic shorts around the house or anywhere that I could manage the weather, or those jeans when I knew that we would be together for long periods of time in a day.

But, back to the scene… here we were, Jared & I making out and feeling each other up in a city park. A breeze was blowing and it was a nice, crisp evening, not too cold, and not hot by any means. It was just chilly enough for a sweater and jeans. Well, I guess I was getting too hot from the moment and was letting my hands roam for themselves, because I was soon feeling Jared’s front up and had my hands unbuttoning his jeans. I slid them down to his ankles without breaking our kiss. I just took his bulge in my hands and just held it there. One of my attractions is the underwear that a guy wears. Jared also knew that I like his choice in underwear, so he made sure that he always wore the kind I liked. It’s the kind that fits firm all over and definitely shows a bulge. They’re not boxers, more of a brief, but aren’t the style of “whitey tighties” they do, however, come down legs like shorts. So they could be classified as the shorts that some girls wear. Those were the kinds of underwear that I liked to wear and the kinds that I loved to see men wear! Ahh, such a turn on!

Before I knew what I was doing, I had Jared’s underwear past his knees and he was standing in the park half nude with a full blown boner. I didn’t waste no time getting on my knees and taking his cock in my mouth! Mmmmm, he tasted so damn good. The instant my mouth touched his cock, Jared let out a moan and started rubbing my head. I like to rub heads of people giving me head. I think that it lets the blower know that they’re doing a good job, so I just assumed that Jared was approving of my slobbering on his knob!

I was working his entire tool all the way down my throat and was succeeding. I hadn’t been going down on him too long before he warned me that he was about to cum. I was a little disappointed because I had just started. But, nonetheless, I was happy to be getting his load, and boy was it a load! That was, by far, the biggest load that he had ever shot through oral sex. I’m not sure how much he had blown the night before when we had sex, but I was certain that this was his BIGGEST load EVER! It was such a massive load, that I wasn’t able to take it all. Some was on my face, but surprisingly, none hit the ground or made it on my clothes, I was pretty impressed. I was using my tongue to move it around all over my face in hopes of getting all of the cum off and to swallow it, and Jared was laughing at me. I couldn’t imagine how ridiculous I must have looked, but he bent down and licked his cum off of my face. That was the hottest thing I had ever experienced.

He pulled me up and buttoned his jeans and kissed me again; I could taste himself inside his mouth. After a long, wet, passionate kiss he broke it, took my hands at my side and held them there and looked into my eyes.

“Lane,” Jared said lovingly. “I love you!”

My heart skipped ninety million beats as I just smiled at him. My knees were starting to buckle and I thought that I was going to fall. I’m not sure if Jared sensed that or just was caught up in the moment, but he let go of my hands and clasped them behind my back right at my waist line and just held me.

“I love you too, Jared,” I replied.

He smiled again and leaned in for a spectacular kiss. Right as our tongues touched, there were fireworks going off across the lawn. We looked over to see many fireworks lighting up the sky and decided that it must be midnight, so we shared our midnight kiss together and that kiss made sparks fly!

 

[Dawson03]

CHAPTER 22: THE START OF A NEW YEAR

With the fireworks in the background of an amazing ass kiss, Jared and I were still locking lips long after the fireworks were over. I didn’t care and neither did he. Yeah, the fireworks were lighting up the sky and I am sure that somebody saw us making out, but that was the least of my worries right at the moment. I was in heaven with him and the past couple of days that we had spent together and really proven to me that I had actually fallen in love with him. Not just a little bit, I would be the first to admit that I was head over heels for this boy. I wanted to spend every waking second with him and have him hold me in his arms and never let me go.. With Jared being the bigger of us two, in more ways that one! I always felt like I was protected. He was taller, weighed more, was more muscular, and not to mention had the bigger dick!

When I was wrapped in his arms it was just such safety net for me. I could feel that I could run to him whenever anything bad was happening and he would fight it off. That was another thing that I like about him and that was something that I knew could never change! I was so happy that I had gotten to spend the first few minutes of a new year with my boyfriend and the one that I loved so much!

After our make out session, we looked up at each other and just smiled and began kissing some more. I had my arms around the back of Jared’s neck pulling him closer to me and he had his arms still wrapped around my waist-line pulling me in closer to him. I was pretty sure that there was no space between our bodies and I was perfectly fine with that. I loved that part about us!

After kissing in the park, we sat out to find Dawson and Dylan. We hadn’t seen the two of them since we had left to go to the bathroom and neither one of us knew how long ago that was. But with a glance over in the direction of where the car was parked, we knew that they were still somewhere around when we saw Dylan’s X5 still illegally parked! After closer observation, Jared and I noticed that they car was moving a little bit. We just looked at each other and began laughing. Could the two of them seriously be in the backseat getting in on in a public park? We hesitantly approached the car, thankful that there were tinted windows and sure enough, we saw two bodies in the backseat. My best friend was having sex with my step-brother, who, up until this point, I had no idea he was even into guys. Hmmmm… who would have thought? I guess Dawson’s gaydar was better than I gave him credit.

Either Dylan or Dawson was knocking on the window and motioning for us to get in the front seat. Jared looked at me with a concerned look.

“I don’t know about you, babe, but I wouldn’t want somebody in the same room as us if we were having sex,” Jared said.

“Oh, I think it will be just fine. You’ve seen naked guys in the locker room before, and besides, I am so ready to get home. I’m freaking tired! Just get in and look forward. Surely to goodness they are dressed and will just sit back and enjoy the ride.” I replied.

He obliged and I climbed in the driver’s seat and he was in the passenger. Neither one of us looked back and I was thankful that Dylan had a backup camera on his dash! Once we were in the car and on the road back to the house, Dawson started talking to us about how this was the best New Year’s he had ever had! I was happy for him. God knows he needed to be happy for a change! He was always grumpy, and I assumed that he was insinuating that he and Dylan were now together. I was happy for them both!

Back at the house, we walked in on a roomful of drunk doctors. It was quite funny! All of them slurring and trying to impress the other specialists in the room about how one saved a man’s heart the other day while another one had replaced a lady’s hip. I just stopped in the main entrance and looked into the living room and just laughed quietly to myself. Here was a roomful of the most respectable doctors in Chicago on the verge of passing out on my living room floor. I just couldn’t grasp that. I was going to just sneak by before one of the doctors, Dr. LeRoy Yorkshire, hollered at me.

“Why, there is the one and only Junior Boudreaux,” Dr. Yorkshire slurred, and surprisingly, it was half decipherable.

“Hello, Dr. Yorkshire,” I said. “It is so nice to see you again. How is Mrs. Yorkshire?”

“Oh, that dumb bitch? She ran off with the pool guy and is somewhere down on the damn beach in Florida I think. I’m not sure. Getting rid of that ‘ol hag was the smartest thing I ever did.” Dr. Yorkshire said.

I wasn’t sure how to respond to that, but thankfully my dad took over.

“Guys, do you all remember my son Lane?” Dad said to the roomful of doctors.

They all mutter amongst themselves and eventually agreed remembering me. It wasn’t that too long ago that I was at the banquet with them, so I wasn’t quite sure why some of them were being stubborn with remembering me, but then I quickly remembered how much alcohol dad had carried in this afternoon. I quickly forgave them and on my way out, I noticed one doctor in particular who I hadn’t ever seen before. He was hot!

He had black hair, brown eyes, straight white teeth, amazing facial structure, arms bulging out of their sleeves, nice long legs, and had to have been no older than 30.

“Hi, I’m Lane Boudreaux,” I said extending my hand to him.

“That’s what I gather,” the mysterious doctor said. “I’m Ryan Portland. Dr. Portland.”

He was a douchebag. I had already drawn that conclusion. I wanted to say, “Well, no shit, you dumbass. I had no fucking idea that you were a doctor considering your in my house attending a HOSPITAL party and my dad only invited the DOCTORS,” but I didn’t. I knew that I had been raised better than that so I just politely said, “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Portland.”

I knew that always kind of made my dad mad when somebody would call him Mr. when they knew that he was a doctor, so I thought, ‘if you’re going to be an ass to me, I’m going to be one right back.’

He shot me a go to hell look, and I returned his look with a cheesy smile. I wasn’t sure what message I wanted to send him, but I didn’t really give a shit. He let go of my hand and sat back down directing his attention to another doctor that wasn’t paying any attention to him. I just stood there to piss him off some more, when he got up and walked to the kitchen.

I thought to myself, ‘Should I follow him there and see how much he can take before he tells me off, or just go to bed?’

Well, I let the mischief kick in and I followed Dr. Portland to the kitchen. He was picking up some of the leftover cheese and crackers and was starting to eat them when I walked in and poured me a shot of Crown.

“So,” I said. “Are you still in your residency or have you started practicing yet?”

“Residency,” He said sternly while glaring at me.

“Oh, that’s nice,” I replied. “Are you just sticking with general practice or are you going to specialize in an specific area?”

“Don’t know,” He said.

“Well, I guess you have to figure it out before you can decide on something,” I fired back.

I poured another shot.

“Are you pursuing your Osteopathic or your Medicine Degree?” I asked.

“Osteopathic,” He replied very monotone.

“Ohhhhh,” I said while wrinkling my nose.

I finished my shot and turned to go.

“Excuse me?” Dr. Portland asked.

“Yes, Mr. Portland?” I said as I turned back around.

“It’s DOCTOR Portland and what was that sneer about?” He asked blatantly.

“No, considering your going for a DO and not an MD, it’s Mister Portland, and I think THAT explains what the sneer was all about,” I fired back.

****Now, let’s clear something up, I have absolutely NO disrespect for anybody who has their D.O. as opposed to their M.D., it was just this guy was all up on his high horse, and I felt the need to shoot him down. I have the utmost respect for any person with any form of degree in any area, especially a doctorate.*****

He reached for my arm and pulled me close to him. Holy shit he smelled good. “I think you owe me an apology, dude,” He said.

“You’re right, Mr. Portland, I do. I am so sorry that you don’t have what it takes to make it at a REAL medicine school,” I said.

I literally saw the smoke come of out his ears. He was pissed. I was happy!

“Now, I am going to forget that you even said that little comment du….” He started.

“I’m not,” I interrupted him.

I smiled. He frowned.

I turned to go and was out of the kitchen and got stopped by another doctor on my way down the hall. He and I chatted for a few minutes before I saw that Ryan was following me.

“Oh, Lane, have you met, Ryan yet? He is the newest resident that we have. He is in the emergency room with myself. He is such a smart young man, I can’t wait for him to complete his residency so I can hire him full time,” the doctor from the hallway said.

“Why, no, I haven’t had the chance to meet him,” I said as I extended my hand to Ryan. “Lane Boudreaux,” I said as I shook Ryan’s hand.

“Now, Dr., Lane here is a fine young man. This is Dr. Boudreaux’s one and only son. Doc is very proud of him and we all are looking for great success from him in the future.” The doctor said to Ryan.

I smiled and winked at Ryan. He just scowled.

“Well, Lane, it was nice meeting you,” Ryan said.

“Nice meeting you too,” I replied.

“I will look forward to seeing you soon,” Ryan said trying to mean it.

“If your lucky,” I fired back, and winked.

He huffed and turned to walk away. The doctor who I was talking to followed Ryan to the Dining Room. I turned and walked back to my room to find that Jared was already under the covers and asleep.

I quickly got changed and slipped into bed snuggling right up close with him. I had my head on his chest and my head on one of his pecs.”

 

[Craiger]

Oh oh! Lane had better be careful while in Chicago and not have to go to the emergency room.....lol Ryan may get some revenge....

Fun continuation, Dawson.

Craiger

 

[sheep]

Thanks for the fix