I opened my eyes as he carefully zipped my fly
and removed his hand from under my shirt. The overhead lights came on signaling
that we indeed had arrived back at
“Tell your parents you’re stayin’ with me
tonight,” he said as I unlocked my bike.
“Oh really? And when did we decide this?”
I asked winding my chain around my frame. Avan took that moment to sneak his
hand between my legs from behind and gently squeezed my sac as I was bent over.
No one was around thank heavens.
“When you were leaking all over my fingers on
the bus,” he said. Check please! Gotta go! I stood up quickly and glared at
him, like it would have done much good. He was right, his fingers were indeed
sticky when they came from under my shirt. He wiped them on the back of his
shirt while the others were getting off the bus. I pulled out my cell and started dialing as
Avan took my bike to his truck. The whole ride over he kept glancing at me and
smiling. At least I wasn’t in fear of passing out like before. There was no one
around but us. We got to his apartment and he stopped by the kitchen long
enough to grab a couple bottles of water and off to the bedroom we went.
He wasted no time getting me out of my clothes
and on the bed. He pressed some buttons on the remote and music began playing.
I couldn’t tell ya what was playing at that moment ‘cause he was back to slowly
torturing my unit again with his other hand. I lifted my head up from the bed
long enough to notice that he was still fully dressed, “Why am I the only one
naked?” I said between moans.
“I’m making it up to you remember?” he
responded dropping the remote and spreading my legs. He began kissing his way up my leg from the inside
of my knee, his hand stroking me in steady movements. What the fuck? Is he
stroking me on the down beat to ‘A Stroke of Luck’? That evil man, it was more torturous than on the bus! And he
did that for the entire song! Don’t
ask me how I knew what was goin’ on. I think my brain really wanted me to remember this. Each time his hand came back up, he gave my head a small squeeze
and then made sure his index finger went over my slit bringing a trail of pre-cum down my unit. I let out a long moan.
Damn, he was good! His lips were nearing their intended target. Hell yeah!
That’s what I’m talkin’ about! He stopped kissing my thigh as he came parallel
with my sac. He changed course and stared kissing my sac. His tongue felt like
magic as he licked one side then the other pausing enough to take a ball in his
mouth and hum with the music. That made my toes curl.
“Damn it Avan will you quit teasing me!”
I felt him smirk against my sac, “Ok.”
Katie-bar-the-door!
He came up just enough to take my head into
his mouth and sucked. I was seein’ colors! I don’t know how, but I noticed the
track change to Stevie Ray Vaughn’s version of ‘Little Wing’. Avan noticed it,
too. He began flicking his tongue in time with the guitar, all the while one
hand was stroking my shaft and the other was kneading my sac. I didn’t make it
past four minutes and seven seconds of that song (don’t ask me how I saw the
time, I don’t know), I came so hard I blacked out.
I came to with the feeling of something
sucking on my right nipple. I looked down to meet those eyes looking back at me
and my nipple firmly between his lips. Oh hell, and I was reacting nicely to
it. His hand made its was over to the other and just glided over it. That got a
moan out of me.
“’Bout time you came ‘round,” Avan said
finally releasing my nipple.
“Shut up. You did it,” I moaned, he was still
teasing my other nipple.
“You told me not to tease you, so I didn’t,”
he then resumed sucking on me and all I could do was arch into him. I’m
startin’ to believe he really was a
“Mmmm,” he said, enjoying my taste.
“Are you thinking of naughty things?” I asked.
“Like me on you?” He replied.
I couldn’t help but laugh, though it didn’t
last for long as his mouth enveloped my head again and there went that sinfully
wonderful tongue of his moving to the beat of the song. I lost coherent thought
for a while. He went easy on me this
time and stopped just before I blew my load again. That caused me to give him
the ‘what-the-hell-are-you-doing-stopping-like-that’ look. Then he smirked.
Oh…shit….
He put a hand under my thigh and lifted so I
would bend my knee, giving him more access down below. Then he started sucking
gently on my sac while his hand made feathered touches on the underside of my
thigh. This made me instinctively bring my other leg into the same position.
His tongue them went under my sac and began licking around like he was
searching for something by only using his sense of touch. Either way, it felt
fucking good! Then he struck gold. I
couldn’t help but scream out as he lightly lapped at my entrance. I’ve heard
that it was a wonderful feeling but damn! I swear I was harder then than when I
was getting the ‘Little Wing’ treatment. My hands had long since abandoned his
silky tresses to grip the backs of my thighs giving Avan more access to my
hole. Then he blew on my hole. Ho…ly….SHIT! That was the first time I ever came hands free. I came hard enough to send some of my seed
flying over my head, but not enough to black out again (thank goodness). Avan
eased my shaking legs back down before snagging a towel at the edge of the bed
(which he got while I was out) to clean me up. I couldn’t think for a while
there. I could feel him moving the teri cloth over me then coming to rest
against my side. I was trying to remember to breathe. My heart was beating in
my chest like a jackhammer. After some time, I managed to turn my head and look
at him. I smiled, he smiled back.
“I take it I made up for previous acts?”
“…Oh yeah…”my voice a bit hoarse.
He sat up and grabbed a bottle of water and
opened it for me. I made a weak attempt to sit up then he pushed me up enough
to slip behind me and settled me against his chest…his bare chest, “When’d you strip?”
“While you were out,” he said brought the
bottle to my lips. I missed the strip tease! Damn! I opened my mouth and took
in the cool liquid. That’s when I noticed my hair was down, I didn’t feel it
against my back in it’s braided fashion, “I took your hair down while you were
out as well. I hope you don’t mind.” I really didn’t care at that point. I was
too sated to complain. Yeah, I think I like the way he makes it up to me. After
I had enough water he closed it and set it aside. His arms came around me in a
relaxed embrace and we sat there in silence. Hell, what else was there to say?
After a while my brain allowed my body to
function like a normal human being and I shifted in Avan’s arms. He was propped
up on several pillows and he had managed to fall asleep. A wicked grin came to
my lips. This was my chance to do some exploring of my own. I carefully moved
his arms to his sides and sat up and turned around to face him. His head was tilted back slightly, exposing
his neck for all kinds of kisses and nibbles, but that was later. Right now I
wanted to look at him. The lights in his room were just bright enough to take
in the sight of his body. His chest rose and fell smoothly as my eyes feasted
on his flesh. He had a delicious tan from soccer practices, making his nipples
look darker against his bronzed skin. My eyes wandered down to his lean
sculpted abs to the lovely cut of his external oblique muscles that disappeared
into his dark red silk boxers. His legs were spread nicely as I admired the
definition of his muscles. Damn, just lookin’ at him was makin’ me hard again.
I didn’t think I could take another round of
his mouth again so I instead decided to let my lips do some extensive studying
of his neck. I kissed his jugular, loving the feel of his blood pulsing against
my lips. I nipped gently and was rewarded with a soft moan. I continued south
to the dip in his collarbone and began licking the curve. That got me another moan.
My hands were on the outside of his arms when my brain told them to get in on
the action, too. I first settled them on his thighs, reveling in the feel of
his quads and massaging gently. Then I made my way to the tops of his boxers. I
fingered his obliques while my lips were kissing their way down to one of his
nipples. I had just gotten one of those nubs between my lips when my hands
glided up his sides. His hands came to mine stilling my progress as an
attempted laugh sleepily tumbled from his lips. Oh joy! Avan was ticklish. I’ll
save that for later. I resumed my suckling, enjoying the rumbling in his chest
as a delectable groan came forth. My right hand came up to toy with the
neglected nipple and that got my name trickling off his tongue. Movement caught
my attention and I looked up to see Avan moving some of the pillows from behind
him, “Trying to get into a more comfortable position?” I asked.
“There are better uses for your mouth you
know,” He said then leaned up to kiss me before lying back in a more reclined
position. I moved to lie down between his legs and went back to my in depth
exploration of his nipples with said mouth. The way he sounds….it was fuckin’
amazing! I never thought I’d like the sound of someone moaning so much. It made
want to hear more. I continued my
kissing trek downwards ‘til I came to his boxers.
“You’re gonna have to come out of these,” I
said before taking the waistband between my teeth and giving it a pull. I could
feel his cock along my throat, his head resting at my chin. He looked at me for
a moment and I went, “hmmmm.” That got me a nice wet spot at my chin through
the fabric. I released his boxers from
my teeth and pressed my throat along his shaft and hummed along in my range
with that song from the Gladiator soundtrack by that Lisa something-or-other,
all the while taking in his expression. His head was back against the pillows, hair
splayed over them, eyes closed, lips parted slightly. His hands came to rest in
my hair as he gently began thrusting against me. That felt soooo good to have his fingers in my hair. I then began to press my
lips to his thinly covered hardness, savoring the feel of the material with the
outline of him.
I’m not gonna lie, I’ve never given a blowjob
before and I really wouldn’t know how to go about trying everything that Avan
did on me so I did what I thought I would like in the way of teasing. Honestly
with the skimpiness of the material that made up his boxers, he really wasn’t
that far from just bein naked. I licked his shaft through the material and was
rewarded with a hearty moan. I easily found the veins on the underside of his
cock and traced them slowly. That’s when I struck gold. I wasn’t even trying to
find the opening to his boxers, but as my tongue came up in a diagonal path, I
met with glorious, heated skin. I then kissed his flesh and nuzzled my way into
his shorts.
“…Sage…” he said breathlessly. I love how that sounded. I felt goosebumps
steal over my flesh as he said it. I slowly kissed my way up, pausing now and
then to give him a long slow lick with the flat of my tongue. That made my name
louder and more impassioned. I took my time cause there was much to explore.
I’ll hand it to him, he’s definitely got a two hander here. Maybe that’s why
he’s always wearing those long basketball shorts at practice. I doubt he’d fit
into those evil track shorts. Hell, I barely fit into those things. I’m
constantly pullin’ down on ‘em. I think the waistband stops right where my unit
ends. Thank the person that came up with long track tank tops. Oh, yes, back to my exploration. I finally came
to his slit and feathered over it with the tip of my tongue, taking in some of
his pre-cum. Yup, salty like they said, but not too bad really.
“Fuck…Sage…oh…”
Yeah, he was likin’ this. I took longer swipes
at his slit with my tongue. Avan’s body was shaking. He was trying to keep
himself from thrusting into my mouth. Such
a gentleman. I took his shaft in my hand and traced my tongue around his thick
head before giving his slit a kiss. I gave his shaft a few well earned strokes.
My thumb and middle finger could barely touch. There’s no way I could take this
mass of engorged tissue in my mouth...well, not yet anyway. The head, well, yeah, I went ahead and sucked it into
my mouth. That got his fingers curling
into my hair with a grip. I sucked on his head for a minute, licking the corona
and glans, which got the grip on my hair tighter.
“Sage….Sage…shit…Sage…mmm…please…” I increased
the suction pressure in my mouth and ran the tip of my tongue back and forth
along his slit. The grip got tighter, “…Sage….please stop….I….can’t…please…”
His hands were at my head trying to pull my mouth away and at the same time
wanting to hold me there and thrust into my mouth. I released his head making a
wet popping sound that seemed to be the last thing Avan needed as he released.
Damn, he comes like one of those synchronized fountains in Vegas, all but one
of his shots lands at his throat. I didn’t think that was possible, but then I
didn’t expect mine to shoot over top of my head either. I sat up and looked at
him. It was a lovely sight, his body brushed with a sheen of sweat, eyes closed
and lips parted trying to gather air, cheeks splashed in a rosy hue. Yeah, I
wanted this guy in my life. Without question.
After taking in the sight for a few, I grabbed
the towel and cleaned him up. I was planning on snuggling next to him, but he
grabbed me at the waist and pulled me over him. I laid my head against his
shoulder and stared out the window at the lights of the city.
“You…didn’t have to do that,” he said after a
while.
“I know. I figured I return the
favor since you were so good to me.”
“…Where’d you learn to suck my head like that?
Previous boyfriend?”
“Nope, you’re my first.”
“You’ve never had a boyfriend?”
“Nope, too busy trying to get my work
published to really take the time.”
“So…you’re still a cherry? As hot as you look,
no one’s been trying to hookup with you?”
I blushed, “If they have, I wasn’t paying much
attention.” That kiss with the cop would have been more if I weren’t still
underage. Good things come to those who wait, no?
“Damn, I’m lucky then.”
I raised up to look at him, “How so?”
Those eyes pierced me, “Because I’m the one
that has you now. No one else.”
I melted. This one’s mine. Too bad I was stupid then. I almost lost him. And it would
have been my own fault for not believing those words. Yeah, I fucked up. You
might as well listen to that part of the story as well, since it does bring you all up to date with the
current state we’re in. Such a state it is!
Time went by after that lovely night and then
it came. Jake’s graduation party. Bombshell, Alison, and Mark were graduating
as well so it was more like a party for the four of them. Thank goodness Andrew
had a nice chunk of land to party on. It’s much cooler to celebrate at
someone’s house rather than a rented place. You aren’t rushed to leave and
everyone can have a great time. And for the most part it was. That’s until I
went to the bathroom and come back to find some chick with red hair draggin’
Avan off into the woods. What the fuck? I was making a bee line for the two
when I got snagged by a very lively Bombshell and her sister
The chick’s back was to me just enough so I
couldn’t see her face. ‘What the hell’s
goin’ on here?’ I thought. If I were thinking rationally, I would have just
walked around and asked what was going on. But remember, I go to a high school
notorious for pranking. And they don’t just pull shit on you in a day. They
like to hit when you least expect it.
Yes, the conversation I overheard during football season still took up a small
corner of space in my brain. And yes, it decided to refresh itself to me at
that point in time. I backed away from the tree as quietly as I could until I
was able to take off running. I found Raime and talked her into taking me home.
She wasn’t thrilled about it, but when she got a good look at me she did. I stayed quiet the entire trip home despite
her questioning and threats to embarrass me in public. I didn’t give her time
to fully stop her truck when I got out and ran inside, fortunately, no one was
home. I went to my room, locked the door, unplugged the house phone in my room
and turned off my cell. Raime had
knocked on my door off and on for about an hour before giving up. I didn’t want
anyone near me. I didn’t know what to think. That’s a lie, yeah I did. I was
being pranked, and Avan was in on it.
I would like to say that I ignored him the rest
of the year even though there was only a month and a half left of school after
a long track season (I made it all the way to state, third in discus, fourth in
shot), but it wasn’t meant to be. There were times that I did see him and we
talked like nothing was going wrong. Hell, we even played around a few more
times. I still had my cherry then, too. In the back of my mind I was waiting to
see when this big prank that he was involved in was going to come to fruition.
I pretty sure he noticed something was a bit off with me, but he never said. It
could have been because we were still in school and I wasn’t about to go
running through the halls yelling at the top of my lungs, ‘I’m in love with
Avan Fitzgerald!’ No, I didn’t talk things out with him at the time either and
I should have, but hell, I’m still a teenager remember. We don’t always have
bright moments; even us brainy ones.
Then something grand happened. Some of my
works were published! Two days before Jake’s graduation I got a letter stating
that five of my short stories were going to be used in a magazine to promote
up-and-coming writers from the east coast of the country. The series would span
over seven issues and they were putting my works in five of them! I was so happy I totally forgot about my
troubles with Avan. I threw myself into my work. I stopped long enough to
attend Jake, Alison, Bombshell, and Mark’s graduation, and then back to the
grind again. It was soon summer and that started my college courses. I really
didn’t have time to deal with Avan. And it’s not like he was trying hard to
talk to me either. He has my number, he knows where I live so what’s up with
him?
Anyway, on to my junior year. It was my last
year at this high school, and with the college credit I got during the summer
and the ones I got in the fall, I would get to be listed as a college sophomore
when I officially start. Hell yeah! Most of my classes were off campus in the
fall, which was good. The downside, I had all but two classes with Avan in the spring semester. I thought I saw that
chick that hauled him off into the woods in the halls, but I wasn’t sure then.
I acted like I usually did in school, we’d talk, he’d get close to me in
quieter moments, we’d kiss, a little makin’ out here and there, but that was
the extent of it. Oh yeah, Blake was back. Since he missed out on last year, he
had to repeat being a senior. Don’t ya just….love it. At least I had Rocket in my corner. Things were gonna come
to a head soon, believe me. I wouldn’t be here with him now if they didn’t
right?
Well, I guess I should get this rollin’. It
started with me seeing that same back of red hair one day in the fall semester
when I was on campus. I had tried to follow her when I got stopped by a teacher
wanting to congratulate me on my first publishing. Damn it! I wanted to know
who she was, or at least what she looked like. So after that plan failed I ran
into you know who. I’ll leave that conversation out since I really don’t care
to deal with him. I made my way outside and ran into Avan. He looked surprised
to see me for some reason. I was going to start talking to him when he suddenly
felt the need to walk past me into the building. Oh well, I had other things to
do that day anyway so I let it go.
A few days later I got waylaid by my birthday
and Raime popping back into town all nice and secret like. I was taking classes at the university so I
took the bus that day and when I came out of my class I found Raime outside
waiting for me in a new car. Apparently she won it in
It was just before midterms when I finished my
college courses. The guidance counselor felt I should have some classes at school to finish out the fall so I picked creative
writing and sports med. I didn’t have to do hardly anything in those classes so
it was like showin’ up to get a grade. I didn’t know that Avan was in the
creative writing class though. Ok, I could deal with that…really. That damn
conversation was till in my head and what I heard at Jake’s party wasn’t much
help either. There was a seat open next to him so I took it when I walked into
class that day. For some reason, it just felt odd sitting next to him. I guess
I liked it when he was behind me. I felt safe. The teacher gave the assignment
to write out a fantasy. I remember the snickers some gave in the class when she
said it could be any fantasy we chose. Mine was to know that Avan wasn’t going
to prank me. I wrote one about winning an award for writing.
Another instance came over the break. I was
out in my car when I decided out of the blue to go over to Avan’s place. He was avoiding me and I wanted to know why.
Granted, I wasn’t really making an effort during the summer and I buried myself
in my writing to have an excuse to be left alone but now that I was available to talk, he’d turn away.
What the fuck? Anyway, I pulled into the parking lot after I spotted his truck
and was getting out when I finally saw the red haired chick. She was a couple
of inches shorter than me and made up for it by wearing platform heels. She was
quite busty in her tight gray sweater with matching skirt, I couldn’t tell ya
if it was Victoria Secrets or her own but I’m pretty sure the guys didn’t care
one way or the other. What really got me was the fact that she was coming out
of the building holding hands with Avan, “What the fuck?” I said as I sat back
down in my car out of their sight. There was another person following not too
far behind them with camera equipment. They were all goth-androgynous looking
so I couldn’t tell they were male or female. It looked like that person was
carrying a cam-corder as well. Shit, Avan did have a cam-corder in his bedroom
sitting amongst the other electronics.
This was not good. I watched them as they walked over to a red Corvette.
That’s when the chick felt the need to give Avan a hug. I’m not really a
possessive type of person, but seein’ that big-boobied chick all over my man
like that got me hot. Fortunate for her it was quick, Avan didn’t look too
pleased with the hug. She gave him a peck on the cheek before she and her
friend got in the Corvette and left. Avan walked back into the building.
This is where my stupidity got to me again.
Instead of going in and talking to him about it, I fumed and went back home.
Yes, feel free to throw something at me. I was in a mood the rest of the night.
I think that was the first time that I was too distracted to write. I wanted
answers and the only person I would be able to get those answers was the school
‘mafia’. They knew about every prank
that was going on, involved or not. The head was this brain named Marcus Julius
Caesan. Calling him Julius Caesar got you in a world of trouble. A teacher
called him that at the beginning of his freshman year and two months in, that
teacher suddenly felt the need to retire from teaching…he was only
twenty-seven. He spent much of his time at the Brothers Juliani restaurant near
downtown since his parents owned it and he was a general manager. This cat’s
only eighteen and he’s a general manager for like three years, definite brain.
He wasn’t too bad on the eyes either. Dark, almost black eyes, chiseled
Sicilian features that made the chicks at school all go goo for him, and dark
brown hair that was all one length that stopped at his chin. A yummy
The next day I went down to the restaurant
hoping to speak with Marcus. I got there just as the lunch rush had died off. I
walked up to the host and asked for him. He gave me a look that made me fight
off a blush and signaled me to follow him. Marcus was sitting in a booth that
was in the back of the restaurant going over paperwork when we approached. He
looked up and I know my cheeks heated up. His hair pulled back but a few locks
managed to fall into his face and when he looked up at me they came to rest
just outside of his eyes. Mama Mia those were some hot lookin’ eyes. Not as
amazing as Avan’s, but they had great potential. He waved away the host and motioned for me to
sit.
“So what brings Sage Francis, the writer, to
my establishment?” he said smoothly. Yeah, I’m gonna download this guys stuff.
Apparently everyone knows his tunes
but me.
“I know you know about every prank that takes
place at
“And why would you think--,”
“’Cause you’re Marcus Caesan, the school brain
as well as head of the school’s mob. I know
you know.”
He sat back in the booth seat and looked at me
with that ‘are-you-sure-you-know-who-you’re-talkin’-to’
look. I didn’t care. If I was being pranked then what was it gonna hurt? I
stared back at him with equal force. He smiled.
“Yes I do know Sage Francis,” he said.
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Aren’t you gonna tell me?”
He leaned forward and put his elbows on the
table, fingers interlocked in front of his lips, “And what are you willing to
pay for this information?”
“…What’s the price?”
“For you,” he sat back some and looked at me
for a moment, “a kiss.”
“Fine,” I said getting up and leaning over the
table. I took him by the back of his head and brought his lips to mine. His
hair was so soft and thick, almost like Avan’s as my fingers threaded through
it as I lightly licked at his bottom lip before his tongue plunged into my
mouth for a brief moment gliding suggestively over mine before backing off from
the kiss entirely. When I sat down I noticed that there were four people
standing beside the booth with none too pleasant looks on their faces. Marcus
waved them off and they disappeared as quickly as they came.
“I will say this,” Marcus said smiling, “you
definitely have some balls to do that in front of my guys. Normally if anyone
lays a finger on me they end up in traction.”
“I just want the information Marcus. And if
all it took was a kiss then that’s fine. Now are there any pranks that have
been going on since the spring semester?”
“There are two that have been ongoing since
spring.”
“…Well?”
“Well, what?”
“Tell me about them. Who’s involved? Who’s the
target?”
“Sage, Sage, Sage,” he said, “You only asked
if there were any pranks going on since spring. You didn’t ask for any details.
That will cost you.”
“You want another kiss or something?”
His smile got that evil sneaky merchant
bastard look about it, “My dear Sage Francis, that will cost you a lot more than a kiss.”
“I’ll just have to go with that then. I’m
broke and I pretty sure you aren’t looking
for cash as a payment from me,” I said sliding out of the booth.
“Why were you wanting to know about pranks,”
he asked, “Do you think you’re a target?”
“I was just wonderin’. A friend of mine has
been actin’ strange since spring.”
“There’s more to that than you’re willing to
say.”
“Well, you did ask why I was wondering about
pranks. I never said I was a target. If I were, you’d already know,” I lied
putting his question back at him.
Marcus smiled, “You do have a way with words,
writer.”
I left the restaurant with only half an
answer. I really didn’t want to be indebted to the school mob. If I am being
pranked, well, I’ll just have to kick his ass for it. I went home and started
writing just for the hell of it, jotting down various ideas, creating
characters and doing profiles, anything to keep my mind off Avan. I managed
half a sheet of stuff before I started writing an erotic short with him as the
main character. I didn’t realize it until I started describing the character’s
eyes. I sat back and shook my head, then looked at what I’d written. I was
about him masturbating in the shower and being able to see himself doing it
from the mirror over the sink. Another character came in and was watching him
while he got off. I didn’t know until I read what I’d written down that I was
being very descriptive in how he was touching himself and what actions led to
moans and groans of pleasure. It gave me a hard-on like you wouldn’t believe.
There was no way I was going to the shower for this one. Damn, why’d I have to
be so freakin’ good with words?
Ok, enough of that. On to the part where I
thought we were getting back to some kind of normal. It was two days before New
Years and we were recovering from Raime invading us with Christmas presents and
such when I got a call from Avan. I played it off being cool but inside I was
giddy as a freakin’ schoolgirl getting a call from her secret crush.
“Hello?”
“Hey, how was your Christmas?”
“It was cool, Raime practically flooded the
house with presents for everyone. Oh yeah, she’s even got one for you for some
reason.”
“….Should I be nervous or just plain scared.”
“I couldn’t tell ya. One of the things she got
me was a deck of cards with naked men on the back. Fortunately she put all that
kind of stuff in a bag and dropped it off in my room for me to open in private.
I think the parents gave her a warning about that sort of thing or something.”
“….I’ll go with nervous…for now.”
“So what’s the occasion?”
“Occasion?”
“Yeah, we really haven’t talked this much
since Jake’s grad party.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I’ve been busy
with crap for colleges and senior shit.”
“I’m glad I don’t have to do that.”
“You’ve still got a year.”
“Actually, I’ll be graduating with your
class.”
“How’d you pull that off?”
“College courses over the summer and in the
fall semester.”
“…Oh…I was wondering what happened to you over
the summer. I didn’t see you at all in the weight room.”
“I was there on the off days of the football
team. That was my only free time away from classes.”
“Oh.”
“So…”
“…I miss you.”
My heart skipped a beat.
“I miss you, too.”
“Look, I’m having, well, Jerrica’s throwing me
a pool party at her house in two weeks for my birthday. Will you come?”
“Who’s Jerrica?”
“My friend from elementary school. She
transferred to
“What’d she look like? There were a lot of chicks at Jake’s party.”
“She’s got red hair, just a bit shorter than
you, kinda busty, but in a non-air-headed big breasted cheerleader kind of
way.”
Gasp! The big-boobied chick that was huggin’
on my man! “Don’t think I saw her.”
“You’ll get to meet her then. She’s anxious to
meet you. I think she’s read something that was published by you over the
summer. When I was telling her that you’re a writer she got all excited…You
never told me that you had something published.”
“Sorry. I was just so stoked by it I kinda
forgot,” It wasn’t totally a lie, I
did forget to tell him, but not because I was excited for my first publishing.
“Do you have the magazines they were published
in? I’d love to read them.”
“Yeah, they sent me three copies of each issue
my stories were featured. The magazine is also online if you want to check it
out now.”
“Cool, can I have the address?”
I gave him the address and we paused for a
minute.
“…So, will you come?”
“Come?”
“To the party.”
“Yeah, sure.”
He sighed in relief, “Thanks.”
“You seemed relieved.”
“…I didn’t know if you’d come or
not. For some reason I thought you were upset with me and weren’t telling me so
I tried to give you space.”
That explained the surprised look he had that
day, “No I’m not mad at you.”
“That’s good to hear,” he said, “Are you doing
anything at the moment?”
“Nope.”
“…Would you like to come over to my place?”
“Well…”
“I’ll make you an omelet. Nice and big.”
“Sure.” Hey, he can cook remember? My stomach would
revolt if I said no.
“I’ll come get you.”
“That’s ok, I’ll drive.”
“You have a car?”
“Yeah, I got a VW for my birthday back at the
start of the school year.”
“You never told me when your birthday was.
I’ve know you for three years and not once did you mention it. Happy birthday,
slightly late.”
I smiled, “I can say the same for you. Happy
birthday all nice and late. And early for the coming year.”
“Well, maybe we’ll just have to make it up to
each other.”
I could picture that sexy smirk in my mind, “Maybe.”
“So I’ll see ya in about thirty?”
“Yeah,” I grabbed my keys and Raime’s present
for him and headed out.
I made it there to find him waiting at the
elevators in the lobby. When we went into the elevator he gripped me in a
fierce hug. It felt wonderful. I could feel his lips plant gentle kisses along
my neck as he held me. Could I have been wrong about Avan being in on a prank?
At the time I chose to believe that. Yes I have another moment of stupidity
coming shortly. I get the feeling that you guys want details about this trip to
his place as well. It was much of the
same like last time, except it was more evened out. And no, at the time I still
couldn’t handle that hunk of meat in my mouth all at once. Remember I said
two-hander? Yeah, there’s no way that’ll all fit down my throat unless I was a
professional sword-swallower. But I did
try to work in as much as I could in my first ever blowjob attempt. Avan was
happy…really happy…I think that night we made up for missed birthdays and then
some. I really missed being with him.
Yes, you can say it. I was a fuckin’ idiot. But it gets better, trust me.
Fast forward to Avan’s birthday pool party. It
was an indoor pool party. Hell it’s cold outside, what were you thinkin’? Anyway, this chick
Jerrica’s place is fuckin’ huge to say the least. The pool was like twenty-five meters shy of
Olympic length and had a full eight lane width. What the hell is this chick
doin’ goin’ to a public school? Anyhoo, there was a good amount of people there
actin’ like it was the middle of summer instead of winter. There was a DJ
spinnin’ tracks, the kitchen was ushering out all kinds of food for the
occasion that was on a table that was almost the length of the pool. Damn, I had no clue Avan had friends like
this. She couldn’t be all that bad
right? I mean, she was excited to meet me, right?
Ok, I’m here doin’ the whole mingling thing
when I spot Avan just inside the entrance to the ‘pool room’ talkin’ to, you
guessed it, the big-boobied chick. ‘Might
as well go ahead and get it over with,’ I thought and walked over. She was
sportin’ this two piece that looked just that, two pieces covering her naughty
bits…albeit barely. It….kinda looked good on her. Most of the guys sure thought
so. It was kind of a rust, burnt sienna color to complement her hair, which was
good. Ok fuck it, she was standing too damn close to my man! There, ya happy
now? I stood closer to Avan as I saw her dark grey eyes light up.
“So you’re the famous Sage Walker,” she said
taking my hand in hers.
I couldn’t help it, I pinked. Hey, someone
recognized my work, give me a break, “Well, I don’t know about famous yet, but
yes I am Sage. It’s nice to meet you Jerrica.”
“There’s no need to be modest Sage hon, your
short stories are really good. I read them online while I was in
“Thanks, I’m glad you liked them,” I
responded.
“Aw, Avan, he so cute when he blushes like
that,” she told him. I got redder. What, does everybody like to see me blush or
somethin’?
“Knock it off Jer, I don’t want him fainting
on me,” he said grinning at me.
“Oh! How kawaii!” she squealed.
“Uh…what?”
“Kawaii, it means cute in Japanese,” Avan
translated.
“Oh, so I’m cute…ok, I…guess that’s a good
thing, right?”
He put his arm around my shoulders and
whispered, “Absolutely.”
I’m guessing that it was the moment when Avan
had his arm around me that irked her, but I didn’t catch it then. Just then the
DJ started up some hip hop that had the people bobbin’ their heads then movin’.
“’Bout time we got some Sage Francis goin’ on
in here!” Someone said. So this is what he sounds like. Definitely an
underground feel, its raw and his words were flowing effortlessly, I was diggin’
this. Ok, I’ll go with Sage Francis.
Jerrica went off somewhere leaving the two of
us there to watch the mass of people moving to the beat. My face was back to
normal and I started bobbin’ my head to the music.
“Is this your first time hearin’ Sage
Francis?” Avan asked.
“Um, yeah.”
“I would have thought you’d have heard his
music by now. Everyone, even your sister, calls you Sage Francis. That didn’t
make you curious?”
I pinked, “Well, ya see, I kinda forgot.”
“How could you forget?”
“Well, when I wasn’t around people calling me
that it didn’t dawn on me to download his music. And plus, I’m writing so I’m not
really thinkin’ about it.”
Just then Rocket came up with a guy I never
saw before. I found out later that it was her boyfriend. He was a senior at
“Sure,” Avan said then tugged my arm, “Let’s
go.”
That was definitely an event. I wasn’t too bad
at pool volleyball. I had pretty good setting skills. Rocket and her guy Luke
were awesome. After winning five games
in a row we decided to give other people a chance to play and win so we got
out. Avan and I made our way over to the
towel area at the far end of the party to dry off. I was squeezing water out of my braid when I
felt his hands come around my waist with a towel and stayed there. That was too
tempting. I couldn’t help it, I wanted
him right then and there. The only problem was, it was his party at his chick
friend’s house. Avan got the hint as I was swaying my hips to the music.
“Come on, I’ve got a room here we can go to,”
he whispered.
“You have a room here?”
He nodded, “Yeah, her folks travel a lot and
when we were little they didn’t always take her with them. When they found out
she had a friend that she talked about they set me up with a room so she’d have
company other than the staff when they were away.”
“Wow, nice parents. They didn’t mind you were
a guy?”
“Nope. They’re like business, hippie free love
type people.”
“What?”
“It’d make sense if you saw them. They make
shit loads of money in investments so they can roam around the planet like hippies
when they feel the need for a vacation…which is a lot.”
“Damn.”
Avan tied the towel around my waist his hand
brushing over my unit, “Come on.”
It was easy to sneak away from the party since
everyone was eating, drinking, in the pool, or dancing. We went up to the
second floor of the wing closest to the pool room to his other home away from
home. Let me tell you, this room was bigger than his bedroom! There was a
separate sitting area and then the bedroom with a full bath off to the side. The
four-poster bed was richly adorned with colors of ivory and forest green with
gold trim. The whole room had an expensive, yet earthy and warm feeling to it. Avan
made quick work of the towel and my trunks and on my back I was with the plush
velvet comforter beneath me as his lips fond all the places on my body to make
me moan. Man he’s got a wicked tongue. I had to pull a pillow over my face to
keep anyone from hearing me scream out when he made me cum the first two times.
After the next two rounds, I was like, fuck it, they really wouldn’t hear me
with the DJ droppin’ hot tracks. I could hear the bass as it drifted through
the rest of the house. We laid there for a bit then I returned the favor. It was his birthday after all. Can’t deny
the birthday boy what he wants! We were
there long enough for my hair to dry and him to take it out of its braid so he
could run his fingers through it as I sucked him off. Did I mention that I love the way he moans? Some time later
we came back to the party. Jerrica had the staff wheel in this enormous cake
and we all sappily sung ‘happy birthday’ to him before starting in on the cake.
I don’t know how it happened, but it ended up being a food fight with the cake
as ammo. It was a good cake, chocolate with a strawberry crème frosting. It was
also fun to throw. I couldn’t believe we kept the fight to just the pool room.
I’m sure the staff wasn’t thrilled about that. That was a good time.
I was totally unprepared for what happened
next.