Finally we get around to ordering something to
eat. Nikita puts on some boxers to answer the door. I’m sitting in the living
room on the couch, naughty bits out of view of the doorway as he opens it to
reveal a nice lookin’ delivery guy who’s eyein’ Nikita some kind of bad. Nikita
catches on to the look and lets the guy step inside and closes the door. The
guy spends his time lookin’ over Nikita’s boxers he doesn’t see me come up
behind Nikita and wrap an arm around him. He looks up and sees me and I smile
back at him as I slip my fingers inside his boxers and bring out what he really
wants to see. Nikita leans into me as I stroke him lazily for the delivery guy
who’s attention is totally focused on Nikita’s pole. I watch as the guy licks
his lips at every drop that comes from my Russian treat. As Nikita gets closer
the heat in the delivery guy’s eyes intensifies. He shoots me a quick look and
I nod and then he’s on his knees mouth open wide as I aim Nikita’s spurts into
his mouth. Nikita gives him a mouthful and the takes it graciously. Nikita’s
such a naughty boy, Mick would really
have fun with him. I get my Russian treat tucked back in and Nikita hands over
the money for the takeout. The guy takes the five dollar bill off the top,
smiles and tells us to have a good night.
After we eat Nikita gets a hankering for some
desert, and plants his face in my lap. Yep, definite cocksucker, but I’m not
complainin’. I run my hand over his ass, slipping my fingers in between to
tease his opening and have him moaning around my pole. A few minutes in I
suggest we take this to the bedroom and we clean up mess in the living room and
back to the bedroom we go. He sucks on me some more as grab the lube and
condoms from my bag at the door. He looks up at me and smiles and takes the
lube and goes about prepping himself as he works my pole. When he finishes I
walk over to the bed and make myself comfortable then Nikita puts the condom on
my pole and then himself. Man he is a sight, lean muscular body arched all nice
and glistening, head tipped back, length swollen and dripping, Russian falling
from his lips on each movement, damn he’s hot. He starts moving faster and he
grips his pole and strokes hard, his seed covering my chest as my own is
shooting from my pole. He leans over me breathing hard.
“We must take another shower Senin,” he says
smiling. Off to the shower we go once we get our wits about us. We get in and
Nikita kneels in front of me as I face the spray, “I want you to fuck my
mouth,” he says looking up at me as I’m leaning over him. Shit he looks so hot
like this. I brace myself as he takes me in his mouth again, my hips working on
their own and my mind reeling as me moans around me. I barely notice the warm
water running down my back or his hands coming around to hold on to my ass as I
fuck his mouth. He finally lets me go after the third round and I sink to my
knees straddling his thighs. After a few minutes I’m able to stand again and we
do, Nikita keeping his body close to me as we kiss. My left hand takes hold of
a delectable cheek as my right reaches between us and I stroke him. His head
slips to rest on my shoulder as he thrusts into my hand, his moans peppering
the sound of running water as I bring him over. We clean up and get out and
make our way to bed nice and worn out from the day’s pleasure.
I wake up spooned behind Nikita, my pole in
the best position possible. I rub against him and he moans sleepily. I wet my
finger and slip it inside him. He moans a bit louder as I prep his entrance.
Fortunately he placed the lube on the nightstand so it was within easy reach
when I decided to add more fingers, condoms, too, such a thoughtful treat. I
prep him easily then pull away long enough to put on a rubber then rub my pole
between his cheeks. He pushes back and I plunge inside him to the hilt. Man
there’s nothin’ like a nice tight ass to be in first thing in the morning. I
take hold of his hip and start thrusting, fuck does he ever sound good. My
thrusts get harder and I end up pushing Nikita on his stomach and drilling him.
Not long after that I pull out and bring him up on all fours and really pound
him. Shit, I love hearing Russian in the morning. I keep a tight grip on his
hips as I feel him move to stroke himself, I think he’ll end up with some
bruises…fuck, man I love this tight ass…I wonder if Chase’s is this
tight…fuck…can’t…think about….that….mmmm….
I feel Nikita squeeze me and I just have to go
another round with his ass. Of course he’s more than willing. Fresh rubber,
fresh position, moaning Russian bouncing away on my pole. I have to say that I
like watching him ride me. It ranks right up there with watching Mick get off.
And now that I covered in his pearly essence we’ll just have to take a shower.
I love fuckin’ his mouth in the shower.
We lounge around in our skin in his room when
the phone rings. He goes to answer it and as soon as he’s out of the room my
thoughts go right back to Chase. Damn it all, even after all the sucking and
fucking we just did in the last several hours, the moment Nikita’s not in my
sight, that hot number from across the hall invades my mind. I try thinking
back to the session in the shower and I’m not visualizing Nikita on his knees
in front of me, it’s Chase. That doesn’t stop me from getting hard. I go to
work on my pole. I can’t believe that just seeing his face in my mind gets me
hard like this. I really want him touching me right now. I close my eyes and
sigh. It’s like I can still feel his lips pressed against mine and I moan. I
open my eyes as I feel warmth close around my head. Nikita bobs away on me and
I move my hand to let him take all of me into his delicious hot mouth. I thread
my hand in his hair wishing his locks were wavy and hinted with red.
Mmmm….fuck…Niki, you’re good… Too bad you aren’t Chase…
As I come down I look and see Nikita’s head in
my lap, my pole within tongue’s reach, “When I came back and saw you pleasuring
yourself I could not help but want to taste you again,” he says. I smile at him
and stroke his cheek. He slides his head forward and takes the tip of me in his
mouth. He sucks gently on me and I watch him reach down to stroke himself. He
moans around my tip and my eyes close halfway. Shit, might as well get at least
one more taste in before I leave.
“Hold up a sec,” I tell him. He takes me out
of his mouth and I slide down on the bed some, “Straddle my head,” he does and
I take hold of him and he does the same to me. Normally I’d be the one on top
with Mick but we’re closer to the same height so it doesn’t matter. I feel his
nose brush against my balls as he tries to get as much out of me as he can.
Mmmm, Mick would love him…
“I take it you two had fun last night?” Mick
says as we back out of Nikita’s driveway and go in the opposite direction of
our houses.
“It was fuckin’ fantastic,” I say lowering the
back of my seat a little, “He’s a born cocksucker.”
“I could tell be the swell of his lips. He
really enjoyed tasting you,” Mick says reaching over and patting me between my
legs. I knew there was a reason we went this way. I’m glad Mick has tinted
windows. He pulls me out and strokes me lazily as we come to a stoplight, “I
take it you liked the taste of him?”
“Why do you think I introduced you to him,” I
say thrusting into his hand.
“He likes playing?” Mick asks looking at me.
I nod and put my hand around his on my pole.
He gives me a squeeze, “He let me jack him off in front of a delivery guy last
night. Even let the guy take his load.”
“Interesting,” he says as we come to another
stop. He takes a bead of cum from my head and licks it off his finger then goes
back to stroking me, “I have a feeling you would have done more to him if you
weren’t thinking about a certain guy with gorgeous red highlights and dark
smoky eyes.”
I sigh, he got me, “You’re right.
If…mmmmm….Chase hadn’t told me that he loves me I would have wrecked him as
soon as he closed the door,” I told Mick that day I was able to go over and see
him about Chase’s confession to me. He could tell something was off when I
wasn’t moaning like I normally did when he bent me over the island in his
kitchen.
“Do you think you have feelings for him?
Besides lust I mean,” Mick says stroking a bit faster. I moan and close my eyes.
“It’s possible. He wants me to be his first.
Mmmm…he’s quite adamant about it too. Fuck…Mick, harder….” Mick strokes harder
and I'm bucking into his hand. He lets up after a few strokes and I groan.
“Does he suspect us?”
“Mmm…he's seen us…fuck…twice…”
“He has?”
“Yesmmmm…that’s…why he told me…fuck, that he
loves me,” Mick slows to teasing my head, “Said that I shouldn’t let someone
that doesn’t love me fuck me…”
“But I do love you Senin, just not like he
believes I should.”
“I told him we, mmm, don’t have that kind of
relationship, but, mmmm, that we do care about each other,” I open my eyes, “I
wouldn’t let you do this with me if I didn’t.”
“What do you think he’ll say about your
friend?” Mick says as we come to another stop. I open my mouth just as a quick
torrent of rain comes down. Mick turns on the wipers and I look at him, “It’s
supposed to do this off and on all day today.”
I nod, “I don’t know,” I start bucking in his
hand again as we start moving, “He may be angry with me….Mick stroke me again…”
“You should be careful Senin,” he replies
stroking me again, “He may all out reject you if you tell him about Nikita.”
“I’m not going to tell him about it,” I say
closing my eyes again, “If he wants to know, he’ll have to ask.”
“You do care about Chase, at least some,
right?”
“Yeah…mmmm….that’s more the reason….fuck…why I
won’t take him. He’d think it was something more than just sex.”
Mick chuckles, I hear us pulling into his
garage, the rain stopped, “Never would have thought you’d be the one not wanting a piece of him,” he says
then leans over and swallows my pole. I arch into him and bury my hands in his
hair. I feel him drinking me down as I wish his hair was that beautiful light russet
color with red highlights. Mmmm….fuck…
I’m ten feet from the steps of the front door
when the bottom falls out of the sky again. Even with my sprint to the door I’m
soaked by the time I turn the handle and get inside. I close the door and slip
my shoes off and kick them next to Lin’s boots. I turn around and jump out of
my skin and drop my bag when I see Chase standing in the foyer, keys in hand.
“I was just about to come and get you,” he
says then places his keys on the side table.
“I didn’t know if you were busy or not so I
called Mick.”
“Oh,” he says looking me over, “You should get
out of those clothes.”
“Yeah,” I say pulling at my shirt. Without
thinking I pull it off and walk past Chase, a slight shiver passing over me. I
go up to my room and strip the rest of the way and step into the bath to grab a
towel. I come back out with the towel covering my eyes as I’m drying my hair. I
get a strange feeling that someone’s in my room and I pull the towel from my
head. Through damp locks I see Chase just as he’s closing the door behind him
lookin’ in my direction. My naked direction.
He sits my bag beside my desk and continues to look at me. There’s really no
point in trying to cover myself, I don’t have anything he doesn’t have. I pull
my hair back from my face and watch him as he looks over my body. Maybe I should cover myself…the way his eyes
pass over me…it’s turnin’ me on. I turn around and go to my dresser…shit I can’t think of anything unsexy! I
open my top drawer and pull out a pair of boxers and stop as I feel him closer
to me. His hand touches my back and action is picking up down below…quickly. I
can feel just about every groove in his fingertips as they move down my spine.
I have to suppress the shiver or else I’m gonna turn around and rip his clothes
off. Please Chase, go away…I’m hard and now’s not a good time to talk about feelings. Right now I’m feelin’ the
need to fuck you stupid. His hand leaves my body only to have his arms come
around me and I feel his lips press against my temple.
“I still love you Senin,” he whispers,
squeezing me briefly then withdrawing from my completely and leaving my room. I
hear a door close and I go to my bath and jack off into the shower, the feeling
of his body close to me the only fuel I need.
Man I’m glad I remembered the alarm code. Now
all I need to do is just not get heard by anyone other than Lin and I’m good.
Usually Fridays are busy around here so if people come and go it’s not always
thought about. Most of the time it’s either me or jackass or Lin that’s missing
from the dinner table so it’s not like they’ll suspect anything. I really
wasn’t planning on staying at Nikita’s that long, but when you’ve got a mouth
like that suckin’ on ya… I wonder what his host family does that leaves him
with an empty house many Friday nights…
As I sneak up the stairs the day starts
kickin’ in and I’m fighting back yawns when I get to my door. I slip inside and
don’t even bother with the lights. One really good thing about fucking in the
shower is that clean up is easy. I strip off my clothes and climb into bed. I
hope I don’t catch heat about this tomorrow.
My hand comes in contact with something smooth
and warm. I keep moving…mmm Nikita feels nice. Oh, what is this? Feels like someone’s happy I’m touchin’ him…naughty
boy. I’ll take care of that for you. Mmmm, your cock feels good…that’s right,
thrust those hips, you know you want me jackin’ you off just like I did for
that delivery guy. I move closer to him and kiss his shoulder and rub against
him…wait…Nikita’s arm isn’t this muscular…Chase?
No…it can’t be… A hand comes to my
wrist and takes my hand from the thick throbbing meat…that’s not Nikita’s pole! I jerk back, the
person’s hand still has a hold of my wrist and I try to get out of the bed and
end up tangled in sheets and the other person as we fall over the side. Luckily
there’s a thick rug beside the bed that muffles out most of the sound of us
crashing to the floor. This person’s on top of me and I’m about to let out a
yell when a hand covers my mouth.
“I don’t think waking the rest of the house
would be a good thing right now Senin,” the person says. Who the fuck is in my
room? I feel the person moving above me. Whoever the fuck he is he’s
heavy…muscle heavy. The full moon is shining in through my window and since I
didn’t pull my shade down fully I can see at the height of the mattress.
There’s a dark head of hair shinning in the light but I can’t see the face due
to the locks. I start to struggle, “Stop moving Senin, I’m not going to hurt
you,” What the fuck? He sounds a little like…Tom! When did he color his hair? I grab hold of his arm to try and
pull his hand away from my mouth. He moves to pull the thick locks of hair back
from his face. …Holy….shit…it’s…Marcus?
“Mm cus?” I mumble against his hand. He
smiles.
“It’s been a while Sen.”
He takes his hand from my mouth and sits back
straddling me. I stare up at him, the moon givin’ me a killer look at his
chest. It’s got to be the genes.
Marcus’s chest is screaming ‘lick me!’ and that’s not a good thing ‘cause it’s
gettin’…no, it’s got me hard. And
worse, Marcus can feel my pole. Fuck…he’s naked too.
“Get off me Marcus,” I whisper as loud as I
dare. Fuck, this is not good. Marcus leans down to where I can see his face in
the moon light. He’s the perfect combination of his parents, Carolanne’s dark
hair and eyes, Tom’s jawline and cheeks, nice slightly pouty…lips…fuck man get
the hell off of me I need to get off!
“Why,” he says back at equal volume.
“I think you know why,” I say fighting the urge to move my hips against him. He
doesn’t budge.
“So you’re aroused. No big deal. I can take
care of that for you.”
My eyes go wide. Did…he just say that I think he said? His hand soon takes hold
of my pole…he did! I grab his wrist
with both of my hands but that’s not stoppin’ him from strokin’ me. I close my
eyes and press my lips together. I can not
moan…if I did, someone would hear it.
“Stop fighting it and let me get you off Sen,”
he says leaning even closer to me. I feel his breath on my cheek and for a
second there I swear I felt butterflies in my stomach. His lips brush my cheek
and that has me thrusting into his hand, my own questing out to feel the rest
of him. My right hand inches down his abs lovin’ the feel of him, “Stroke me
Sen,” he says then takes my hand and puts it on his pole….holy fuck…how could I have thought this was
Nikita’s cock? Marcus is thicker than I
am. Soon both of us are breathing heavy and keeping as many of our moans as
quiet as humanly possible, which is really hard with the way he’s strokin’ me.
As his hand gains speed so does mine and I damn near bite my bottom lip clean
through on the inside when I climax. Moments later Marcus adds his seed to the
mix.
After a few minutes of trying to calm down,
Marcus finally gets off of me and goes into the bath. He comes back and then I
feel a wet cloth moving on my chest and down my abs. He disappears again and
then the lamp on the nightstand comes on. After blinking several times at the
sudden brightness I focus my eyes on Marcus. ….Sweet mother of… I close my
eyes. I am not getting hard again.
Marcus is basically sex with legs with a cock that’s made for….fuck! I sit up and pull the covers from
my legs and pull them over my lap. Thinkofsomethinggrossthinkofsomethinggross…
A minute of my mantra has me in a better state of calm and I manage to open my
eyes. I hear the bed move and look up to see Marcus with his back to me on the
bed.
“Hit the lights and bring the covers back will
you?” I sit there in silence for a minute, “The futon needs to be aired and I
know you don’t want to sleep on the floor so hurry up and get in bed.”
“And just
where were you last night young man?” Rebitcha asks as we’re all gathered
around the table for breakfast. Tom’s made pancakes and that will have you out
of bed no matter how tired you were
from last night.
“I was at Nikita’s, you knew that,” I say
before stuffin’ my mouth with that fluffy sweet goodness.
“Don’t you think you should have come home at
a more reasonable hour and not one
a.m.?” she continues. Jackass smirks, one of these days….
“I told you guys where I was, what’s the big
deal? He’s like fifteen minutes walking from here, it’s not like it’s cross
town or anything.”
“You could have called to let us know you
would be later coming home. We thought you stayed over.”
“It’s not like I walked home, I took a cab.”
“Still you should have called to let us know
what was going on,” she says looking at me hard. I look at Tom.
“It would have been better that you called to
let us know Senin,” he says.
“I think you’ve been spending way too much
time with that boy,” Rebitcha says. I look at her.
“He happens to be my friend. So what if we
hang out. That’s what friends do,” I say cutting my fork hard into my stack,
“Besides, you don’t bitch about where Jason is, so why do it to me?”
“I know Jason’s friends and watch your
language.”
I give her the ‘what the fuck’ look, “You’re
complainin’ about my language when
your son spouts out the same shit?”
“Senin,” Tom warns.
“My son
wasn’t the one sneaking in the house at one in the morning now was he,” she
says. Whatever, “We know practically nothing about this Nikita person other
than he plays on the team. How are we supposed to know what kind of influence
he has over you.”
“What influence? He’s my friend. I don’t have
many of those in Brentworth if you haven’t noticed.”
“It’s your own fault for not trying to make friends
with the other students. Now back to the matter at hand. Since you seem to feel
that you don’t need to let us know where you are then you don’t need to be
going out so much. You’re grounded for a week.”
“What the fuck?
I’m grounded?” I say dropping my
fork, “I fuckin’ told you where I was! All the fuck you had to do was call if
you were so damned worried!”
“Senin!” Tom says looking at me.
“The same can be said of you. And that’s two weeks since you don’t know how to
watch your language,” she says lifting her mug. Jackass smiles and takes up a
fork full of eggs.
“What the fuck are you smilin’ for jackass?”
Lin kicks my leg, “Shut up Sen before she
gives you more time.”
“Tom are you really gonna let this-,”
“Senin Zephyr Troy shut up!” Lin yells at me. The table is quite for seconds that seem
like an eternity.
“…You’re middle name’s…Zephyr?” jackass breaks the silence then starts cackling, “Ow, man
Chase what the fuck?” and she bitches about me
and how I speak?
“In Greek,” Marcus says picking up a piece of
bacon, “It means west wind or in reference to the god of the west wind. It’s a
shorter form of Zephyros. There are similar meanings in Latin and Middle
English,” we all look in his direction and he shrugs, “What, I know what his
middle name means, big deal.”
“Then what the hell does his first name mean?”
jackass asks.
“In Romanian, it would be clear, or clear
sky,” he answers. Jackass’s mouth falls open. Does he not get that Marcus is a
bona fide genius?
“Be that as it may,” Rebitcha starts up then
looks in my direction, “You are grounded for two weeks. You may only go to
school and practice and that is all. Do I make myself clear?” I glare at her.
“Senin…” Tom says. I look at him. He’s really
gonna let her ground me? “All you had to do was call if you were going to be
later than you planned.”
“Whatever,” I say getting up and heading to my
room. I’ve lost my appetite now.
I open my eyes as the door to the bedroom
opens and Marcus comes in. I close my eyes again and focus on the tunes coming
from my earbuds. This is gonna be a shitty two weeks. Two weeks of no sex, just
school, practice, and games. Guess me and the mister five are gonna have to be
closer friends for a while. I still can’t believe we did that last night, but
right now, I’m too annoyed to care. I feel the bed dip and pay it no mind. I’m
not in the mood to talk to anyone. I feel his hand on my left thigh trying to
get my attention and I ignore him. He then moves his hand and my eyes fly open
as he takes hold of my pole.
“What Marcus,” I say plucking his hand from my
tender bits.
“It’s not that bad Sen,” he says grinning at
me, “You’ll get to practice, you can see your friend then.”
“Who the hell does she think she is grounding
me like that?” I say back to him.
“Dad does have a rule about that Sen, you knew
that already.”
“That doesn’t mean she gets to discipline me.”
“She is married to him, so yeah, she can,”
Marcus looks at me for a moment then reaches for the stereo remote on the
nightstand. Soon classical music is flooding the room, “I’m guessin’ this
Nikita’s a bit more than a friend,” I look at him, “I’m thinkin’ in the sense
of what happened around four-thirty this morning kind of friend.”
I sit up and look at him. Why does he have to
be so damn observant? As I’m lookin’ at him I’m seeing that this wasn’t the
same person I saw last time. It was like, five years ago that I last saw Marcus
and he wasn’t this diesel.
“I’ll tell you if you tell me.”
I blink then catch on to what he sayin’,
“Yeah, I’m gay.”
He smiles, “I’m bi, but mostly I like the same
team. Figured you were by the way you were strokin’ me,” he gives me a quick
once over, “And a hot bod to boot, not bad. Sports definitely agree with you.”
“The last time I saw you, you didn’t look a
thing like this. When the fuck did you get diesel?”
“I needed something to do to take my mind off
the fact that I was constantly surrounded by people that I had no kind of
attraction for what so ever. That, and I was horny…a lot, had to get out some
of that frustration and my hand just wasn’t cuttin’ it for me enough.”
“Does Tom know?”
“I’m sure he’ll find out sooner or later. It’s
not like I’ve around enough for him to be able to tell. He knows you’re gay?”
“No, just Lin…and Chase,” I say.
“Cool.”
We sit in silence for a while. Man if Marcus
looks like this then Tom…oh hell. I bring my knees up but Marcus catches my
left one.
“You know I have no problem with it Sen, so if
you get wood, you get wood. It happens.”
“Easy for you to say.”
“The first time I went to a nudist resort I
was like you, scared to walk around outside, afraid I was gonna get an erection
at the first hot lookin’ person I saw.”
I blink, “First?”
He shrugs, “Hey, can’t study all the time.”
“Why do I get the feeling Tom doesn’t know
about this?”
“’Cause I’ve never told him.”
“So…how many nudist resorts have you been to?”
He smiles, “Oh, a few.”
“Mind if I join you?”
I look to my right to see Chase standing at
the arm of the couch, “If you want,” he comes over and sits on the cushion
beside me. It’s the second day of my being grounded and I’m bored as hell. My
homework was done with yesterday and I’ve done nothing but watch movies all
day…well some were watchin’ me but, whatever. I woke up just in time for the
start of this one.
“What are we watching?”
“Man on Fire.”
“What’s it about?”
“This guy that thinks his life’s over tries to
kill himself but his gun doesn’t fire. The bullet is fine and so is the gun. He
calls and tells his friend about it and his friend ends up talkin’ him into
working in
We get to the scene where Denzel’s character
just blew up the rave club and I notice that Chase is even closer to me, his
hand is itching to be on my thigh. Suddenly I feel giggly inside, like I’m some
chick sittin’ next to her crush or somethin’. I shake my head, damn, this is
weird.
“You tired?” Chase asks as Denzel is swimming
in a pool.
“Nah, I’m cool.” I reply.
The final scene comes and I’ve got my head
resting on his shoulder and his hand is on my thigh. Why does my stomach feel
all light and fluttery, like I should be singing ‘I feel pretty’ or some junk?
It does feel nice sitting here, just
the two of us. Normally when I do stuff like this with Mick it ends up in sex
on that kick ass suede couch he owns. I haven’t done this with Nikita for
obvious reasons. Unconsciously I place my hand over his and slip my fingers in
between. He gives me a light squeeze and we watch the end of the movie in a
comfortable silence.
My punishment went by fairly quickly. Man,
Marcus has some stories on him. The places he’s been in
When Sunday came and officially ended my
punishment, I didn’t want to go anywhere. I had the house to myself so I laid
on the bed and drifted in and out of a light sleep. Somehow I ended up with my
hand in my shorts and went to work on my pole. Immediately Chase came to mind,
then Marcus, and even Tom. Hell, I’m stuck in a house with those three hot
lookin’ guys and one’s married, one’s his son,
and the other’s his stepson. And the
stepson wants me, his son had no problem with me either…damn… But a chance to
see them naked…now that would be
worth while in this torture chamber called a house. I see Marcus naked plenty
enough, but a glance at Chase or Tom….fuck…
I pulled my shorts down to my knees and really
went to work on the action down below. So much so that I didn’t notice the door
opening and closing. I just finished at the summit when I opened my eyes and
saw Marcus standing with a grin on his face and a hand in his jeans. Don’t ask
me why, but I felt embarrassed being caught by him. I said don’t ask me why. He
didn’t say anything as I scrambled off the bed and into the bathroom. When I
finally came out he was done and reading a magazine…a porno magazine. Geez!
“Shit it’s been a week,” I say sitting down on
the couch. Final cram session just ended at school and we get to have a four
day weekend to try and retain the required information for finals that start
Wednesday, then school is done. I seriously don’t get why they would give us
all this information and think it’ll stay in our heads for that long. I wish I
was a senior. Chase was done with all of his academics last week and all the
seniors are doing now is getting ready for graduation, lucky bastards. I shake
my head as I flip through the channels finally settling on a music video one
but not really playing attention. My first season with Brentworth is done. We
ended up losing in the regional semis to
Man
there’s nothin’ on the tube in the
daytime. Tom actually went to the office today for meetings, Lin’s out with DC
(big surprise there), Marcus is doing some kind of editing work and went to the
library, Chase and jackass aren’t here, and Rebecca’s at work so it just leaves
me all to my lonesome. Yay. I like havin’ the house to myself, especially after
those ridiculous sessions. During the cram sessions, my thoughts went back to
Chase, more to the point his kiss. Even after my lovely bouts with Nikita and
Mick I’m still thinking about him and how he felt against me that time. I still don’t know what to think about
Chase’s confession to me. All of that was close to three months ago. Shocking
enough, Marcus and I haven’t done anything past that first night a month ago.
Maybe he’s too wrapped up in…whatever he’s doing, or he may just be a gentleman
like that. Wait, why am I thinking about Marcus? I mean yeah we sleep in the
same bed but…sometimes, I wish we do more. Do I want to do more with him? That’s crazy. We sleep in the same fuckin’ bed. I would have fucked him by
now if I did…right? Even when I was grounded and had to come home I haven’t
been horny around him…just…calm. Even when I hear him gettin’ himself off in
the shower…ok, I get a little happy hearin’ him moan, but then it’s
like…schoolgirl crush type thing. Hell I even blushed one time when he came out of the bathroom. At least he was
gentlemanly enough to let it go. And then there’s me and Chase watchin’ movies
together while I was grounded. Luckily jackass has a tv in his room and pretty
much stays in there playin’ video games so we could watch tv in relative piece.
Lin sat in with us a few times but never stayed through an entire movie, saying
something about bein’ a third wheel then snickerin’ as she’d leave to go talk
to her friends or DC online. To tell ya the truth, I’m glad she didn’t stick
around. I was able to get comfy with him.
One thing that I have noticed lately is that
when I’m around Marcus and Chase, I’m tense for some reason. It’s like I expect
them to go to war over me or something. Separately, I’m fine with either. I
don’t know. I keep thinkin’ stupid shit like if they’re sizin’ each other up to
compete for me. Chase has already told
me he was ready to do that with Mick if I had said we were together. I wonder
what Marcus would do? The other night I had a dream that they were both trying
to woo me and somehow ended up on this television show where they showed clips
like on one of those reality reunion shows and the faceless host would
continuously show clips of me and Chase kissing that first time, or me blushing
when I’d hear Marcus takin’ care of business in the shower or me walkin’ in on
him takin’ care of business. It ended up with me being horny and moaning in my
sleep and Marcus offering his services. I had to decline, I would have probably
ended up fuckin’ him. Wait, that’s two
guys I’ve turned down for sex…two hot
guys at that. Damn, damn, damn! I need
to get some with all of these thoughts about Chase’s kiss and Marcus’s moaning
swirling around in my head. And even with Marcus, there comes that ‘what about’
thing with Tom. I still haven’t seen any
of his yummy. Shit, Mick’s at work and Nikita’s doing something with his host
family today. Damn that working thing gettin’ in the way of a lay, I want a
Mick distraction. Yes folks, I like sex.
I flip through the channels again and come
across a softcore porn channel. Oh what luck, it’s a free viewing weekend. At
least some of the guys look good enough to rub one out. I get myself
comfortable on the couch and slip my hand into my boxers. It’s a good thing the
everyday living room is downstairs so I can tell when someone’s coming. Black
boxers are good at hiding things as well. I barely pay attention to the
over-inflated chick talking then the screen cuts to a shot of a hot lookin’ guy
sitting by the pool with another talkin’ some crappy script talk. Some chick
comes into the picture but I tune her out all together as the guys are gettin’
themselves pumped. I watch the one in the red speedos stroke himself as the
chick’s probably suckin’ the one in the black speedos off, but since it’s
softcore, you’re not gonna really see anything. They have no problem showin’ a
guy workin’ his pole but to see it in someone’s mouth, oh no! Hell, who cares.
I bring out my own and listen to the guys doing their scripted moans. Soon I’m
not even paying the television any mind. I’m lost in my world playing with
myself. Fuck it would be nice if Chase or Tom came in and were like, ‘Want me
to help you with that?’ Damn, I sure would like to see what Tom’s workin’ with
since I know what Marcus has to offer. I lean my head back on the arm of the
couch and stroke away thinking about how Tom’d look in the shower with water
running all down his cut yumminess. I’d like to see him reach down and make
sure his pole is all nice and clean….mmmm… Fuck this feels good. I close my
eyes and let my hand go to it.
~~~~~~
‘Need some help with that?’
I jump at the sound of Tom’s voice. Holy shit,
when did he come home? ‘I…I…I…’ Fuck this is embarrassing! I move to tuck
myself back in when his hand comes over mine on my pole, he’s kneeling beside
me in perfect range to kiss…or to have him suck on me.
‘Here, let me finish you up,’ he gently pulls
my hand away and takes my cock in his hand. Holy shit! He gives me a few strong
pumps then does the unthinkable, he takes me in his mouth, and he does it with
ease! He moans and that has me thrusting into his more than willing mouth. His
hand slips downs and teases my hole as I fuck his most visible one. I bury my
hands in that mop of hair and moan loudly only to be startled by lips closing
over my own. I blink rapidly and come face to face with…Chase! Tom releases my cock and looks at me, ‘We’ve wanted you for
some time Senin. We just didn’t know how to approach you. Seeing you here on
the couch, we couldn’t help ourselves.’
Tom swallows me again as Chase kisses me
deeply. Holy shit! My hands blindly feel along both of them and I hear the
sounds of clothes rustling. Tom speeds up and I’m gettin’ ready to blow. Chase
parts our kiss and I see that his shorts are no where to be found and he’s got
the most beautiful…
~~~~~~~~
“Ooohhh….fuuuck…” I say breathing heavy, my
body spasming from the orgasm, my cream decorating my chest. I manage to sit up
and blink for a few seconds. Fuck, it was a wet dream. I flop back against the
arm of the couch and look over at the television to see that it’s turned off. A
towel lands on my stomach and I jerk in surprise. I look around and
see…holy…shit…Tom. He’s got the
remote in his hand and a faint blush to his cheeks. I close my eyes and feel
the heat running to my face.
Pleasetellmehedidn’tseemepleasetellmehedidn’tseeme…
“You should be a little more careful about
where you do that Senin,” I hear him say, “Becca would have a fit beyond fits.
Jason might not be too pleased to walk in on someone masturbating on his
favorite couch, Marcus…could probably care less,” I hear him come closer to the
couch and I take the chance on opening my eyes. He’s standing beside me leaning
against the back of the couch, his back to me. He turns his head in the direction
of mine, “I’m pretty sure Chase
wouldn’t mind though,” Oh yeah, he knows Chase’s gay, “But you really should be
weary of Becca above all else if you’re going to be calling out my name.”
….FUCK!!!!
I can’t move. If he heard me calling out his
name, then he saw me workin’ my pole. Just….FUCKIN’…..GREAT!!!
“Senin…Senin,” Tom says. I can’t answer him.
I’m too mortified. I can’t even look at him, “Senin look at me, please,” after
a few seconds I muster up the courage to look at him. Hot streams of water are
flowing from my eyes. He leans over and wipes my tears of embarrassment from my
cheeks, “It’s ok Senin.”
“You…aren’t…m-m-mad?”
He shakes his head.
“Y-You….aren’t…g-g-gonna...tell…”
“No. I’m pretty sure the ones you want to know
about this already do,” Tom then smiles at me, “Can I tell you a secret?”
I sniff then nod.
“I’m flattered that you were thinking about
me. If things were different…I’d entertain the notion.”
My eyes go wide. What the fuck?
“But it seems that Mick’s beaten me to the
punch. And then there’s Becca. I don’t think she could handle it if I told her
I’m bi. She definitely wouldn’t be able to handle it if I told her I was into
younger men.”
“H-H-How d-d-did…?”
“It was kind of obvious something was going on
when you’d spend all that time over at his house. When you came back you always
seemed to have a glow about you that doesn’t come from playing with the labs.”
I suddenly found interest in the pattern on
the towel in my lap.
“Your parents suspected something as well. You
weren’t making it blatantly obvious so they said nothing about it, Kalin as
well.”
I look back up at him, “S-S-So they…knew?”
“They had a feeling you and Kalin were seeing
people. You weren’t flaunting or bragging about it to your friends so they
figured the two of you were dating older people. They just figured that you
guys knew what you were doing and weren’t going to push the issue. That’s one
thing they loved about you guys. They knew they could trust you and if either
of you felt that a situation was going beyond your control, you would come to
them for help,” see, our folks were awesome.
“But…you…”
He sighs, “I can’t say it’s a healthy
attraction given that I’m thirty-nine and you’re sixteen, but yes, I’ve had my
eye on you as well.”
Wow. I don’t know what to make of this. Tom’s bi, just like Marcus. Did not see that one comin’. Why the hell
did he marry Rebitcha? Does she give good head or somethin’? That’s gotta be
it… Hell, anything could be a reason.
“If it makes you feel any better,” he says,
“You put on a good show,” then winks at me.
I look at him and I can’t help but laugh. Once
I settled down I cleaned myself up tucking my pole away as Tom turns on the
television and changes the channel. I get up and take the towel to the laundry
room and come back and sit down beside Tom.
“Feel better?”
I nod and look at the screen, some show on the
history channel. A few minutes in to watching I lean against him. I don’t know
why, I just…felt like leaning against him. Damn he’s solid. I wanna play with
him damn it, why’d he have to get married…oh wait, no marry, no Chase…shit,
“Have…you been bi for a while?”
He nods, “I don’t remember a time when I
didn’t feel an attraction to just one sex. Carolanne knew and was comfortable
with it.”
“So you had a guy on the side?”
“It was more the type of relationship you and
Mick have,” Tom says changing the channel at commercial. I rest my head on his
shoulder. Man this guy is hot. I look down over his blue button down shirt. I
wanna know what he looks like underneath his clothes. I know he’s got hidden
yummy under there and I want to lick it. I start to reach up to the buttons on
his shirt but I stop myself.
“How come you never walk around the house in
your boxers or any guy things like that? I mean, you work from home, so what’s
the big?”
“I do sometimes, when no one’s here,” I have
to pout on that, “But since you and Kalin moved in I don’t really do it at
all,” …damn! “Actually, that’s not
true, I stopped doing that after Becca and I got married.”
I lift my head from his shoulder, “Chase?”
His cheeks catch color and he nods.
“I don’t blame ya, he is hot. If I saw him in
the morning I’d definitely have wood.”
“And I don’t think my wife would appreciate me
lusting after her oldest son.”
“So when did Chase tell you?”
“Not long before we got married. He said that
I was the only one he felt comfortable telling and if that was the case then he
had no problem with Becca and I getting married.”
“So…what attracted you to her in the first
place?”
“Believe it or not, she is a wonderful person,
a bit conservative in some areas, but she is great to be around. Plus she is
hot when she wears her hair down.”
“If you say so,” I shift to look at him, “So
why does she act so bitchy to me and Lin?”
Tom sighs, “I guess she’s finally gotten used
to someone actually caring about her besides Chase and Jason. For a long time
it was just her and the boys, their dad left her when they were small. She
really had no time to focus on herself. And when I came into her life, she
finally felt that someone loved her again.”
“So she’s like, jealous that you’re spending
time with me and Lin?”
“I guess it can be seen that way.”
“Well that’s just fuckin’ stupid. You married
her not us.”
“She has been getting better about it.”
I nod, that is true. She does call us by our
names now instead of you two. And she actually took Lin shopping one day. Lin
said she ended up having a blast, go fig. Maybe one of these days we’ll stop
callin’ her Rebitcha. Well at least she knows how to pick a hot guy I’ll give
her that. Damn he’s so close right now I wanna kiss him, “Damn I wanna freeze
time right now.”
“Why’s that?”
“…’Cause I wanna kiss you somethin’ awful
right now.”
“…That probably wouldn’t be a good idea.”
“I know,” I say, damn, I’m gettin’ horny
again, “I…gotta go.”
“What’s wrong?”
I move to get up and Tom grabs my arm. Tom, if
you know what’s good for you, you’ll let go of me so I can go up to my room and
jack off. You are lookin’ hella-fuckable right now with this business casual
look you’re sportin’. Granted you just saw me gettin’ off, I don’t want you
lookin’ again…unless you’re gonna be the one gettin’ me off.
“Senin, talk to me.”
“Tom…please let go,” I say closing my eyes.
Damn man let me go. I’ve got wood. As long as there‘s a chance that he’s not
lookin’ at my lap…
The couch moves and I feel Tom’s hand pulling
my arm, “Come with me Senin,” I open my eyes and see him standing in front of
me. He tugs on my arm again and I stand up. Tom leads me into the laundry room
and closes the door. I walk over to the table and lean against it with my back
to him. I’m looking down at the tent in my boxers when his arms come around me.
I jerk and come in contact with his…broad chest.
Holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit…
“Senin, I would love nothing more than to kiss
you right now,” he says in my ear. Damn it man don’t tell me that! I’m hard enough as it is! “I shouldn’t even be
doing this with you…”
“Tom…”
I feel his lips against my cheek, then his own
cheek…Oh man… “Will you do it again Senin, for me?” I feel his heart slamming
in his chest, and his covered cock at the small of my back, “Please?”
Who am I kidding? I’ve got this hot guy asking
me to get myself off for him. And the big top isn’t going down any time soon. There’s no way in hell I’m even
gonna try and fight this. I reach
down in my boxers and bring out my pole and start stroking, Tom’s hands push my
boxers down to the middle of my thighs then come to stay at my hips as I yank
away. His breathing picks up the same as mine as I let the pleasure override
anything going on around me. I lean my head back against him and moan quietly.
His hands feel electric as his fingertips curl around my hipbones. I know he
wants to be running his hand up and down my shaft right now, but he’s keeping
that to himself. There’d probably be a lot more if he did do that. I turn my
head towards his, my hips start thrusting as I reach down with my right hand
and fondle my balls. I brace myself against him and almost loose it when I hear
him moan. I know I’m brushing against his cock with my movements, but at this point,
I can hardly care. Just feeling his body close to me, his hands touching my
bare skin, hearing him moan…mmmm….fuck…this is gonna be a…hard…one… My body
trembles and the next thing I know, his arm is around my waist and his hand is
buried in my hair as our lips are pressed together, his tongue quickly gaining
entry and swallowing my moans as I cum hard. My body shakes madly and it feels
like my life force is draining out of me with each spurt. By the time I finish
I’m a boneless heap in his arms as we sink down to the floor. Spasms still hit
my body and Tom holds me to him until they subside. My eyes gain focus after a
bit and I try to sit up but he won’t let me.
“Tom, I gotta clean up,” I get out. His arm
moves and I look down as his right hand ghosts over my shaft. He takes his
finger and catches a trail of cum on the tip of my pole. He brings his arm from
under mine and brings his finger to his mouth. Oh fuck, I just have to watch as
his index finger disappears between his lips and comes out sans my seed. You
seriously have no idea how hot that is to me. The look of bliss on his face…
After a few deep breaths he comes back to
reality. He bows his head, lips resting on my shoulder. He places a light kiss
before looking back up at me, “…We…that’s the only time Senin…” I nod. I can
feel his body trembling in an effort to restrain himself. My guess is that he
wants to plow me. At this point, I’d let him. He certainly has more restraint
than I do. Tom holds on to me for a moment longer then lets go and walks out of
the laundry room.