I’m in the kitchen beside the fridge when
Chase comes shuffling in lookin’ all yummy in his boxers and no top. I swallow
the water in my mouth before I choke on it. He comes over and smiles at me,
“Couldn’t sleep either?” he asks opening the door and taking out the apple
juice.
“I was hungry, or a least I thought I was,” I
say, “I get down here and then I don’t know what I want to eat so I’m like fuck
it I’ll drink some water.”
Chase opens the little bottle and polishes the
concentrated yumminess in seconds. He tosses the plastic bottle in the blue bin
and brings his attention back to me. Man I want to run my fingers through his
hair right now. It looks so cute all fluffed and going in just about every
direction, “Senin, will you…sleep with me again?” I raise a brow, “No sex this
time, promise.”
Well, it’s not like last time was bad or
anything. It’s been one week and three days since we slept together, six days
since Marcus gave me that fabulous blowjob before Chase’s graduation dinner.
People kept buzzing around at all hours so I was never really able to ask if we
could do it again but hey, if he wants to then I’m game, “Tonight?” he nods, “Sure.”
We go up to his room,
I can hear the faint sounds of video game music coming from jackass’s room as
we go inside his. Once I close the door Chase has me in his arms. I wonder if
Marcus’s hugs are this comforting. His hands move down the middle of my back
and I try to pull away, my ass is a weak point for me. His hands stop at the
small of my back. I know he wants two handfuls of ass but he’s being good. I
keep my hands at his waist ‘cause I know if I let them roam they’d be all over
his chest and then so would my mouth and things will go down from there….or I
should say up. He gives me a light
kiss then reluctantly lets me go and we walk over to the bed. We get in and
face each other, my fingers taking the chance to play in his hair. I love
playing in their hair. They both have nice silky locks. Straight girl approved
as well as gay man approved hair.
“Are you excited about tomorrow?” I ask as I
let my fingers curve down his jaw. At his dinner celebration Tom and Becca
presented him with cruise tickets. Tom had told me back when they found out he
was going to be the valedictorian and conviently I forgot until I saw the
tickets. Then the rest of what he told me about the present kicked in to my
head. When Chase gets to the airport he’s gonna be surprised by Tate, Brad, and
Tony. That part was Becca’s idea to have his friends go with him.
“I am. I’ve never been on a cruise before. But
I…wish you were coming too.”
“Sorry, boats aren’t my thing,” I say. There’s
nothin’ on this planet, not even if it were a cruise full of hot naked guys
willing to bow to my every command, that can get me on a boat. Nope I’ll fly and drive,
but I’ll pass on the floatin’ on the water thing. Chase’s hand comes around and
fills itself with a cheek. He leans in and kisses me then I move his hand,
“Keep that up and you won’t be able to sit right on the flight down,” he
chuckles and I turn away from him. He cuddles up to me quickly, kissing my back
and shoulder as I reach over to turn out the light, “Goodnight Chase.”
“Night Senin. I love you.”
Around…whatever the hell time
it is in the morning I wake up. It’s still dark outside and that’s good. I
can’t run the risk of his mom walkin’ in and catchin’ us in bed. I for one
don’t want to hear it and I don’t want him to have issues with her right before
his trip. I try to move but Chase has a pretty good grip on me, his hand is
tucked under me at my hip. He moans sleepily and presses himself harder to me.
Ok Chase, you’re gonna have to let me go. I know you don’t want to and quite
frankly, neither do I, but I’m don’t want to deal with
your mom. I push at his arm and it tightens.
“No…don’t go…” he mumbles in his sleep. Fuck
Chase, you’re makin’ me hard talkin’ like that. Then as if on some cue, his
hand moves and he’s in my boxers and stroking me, “…love you…” I hear as he
works my pole. Then I register his pole pressing against me. Oh great…
I grab his hand with both of mine, “Chase,” I
whisper loudly, “wake up,” I get his hand out of my boxers and manage to turn
over only to have him pin me to the bed and kissing me as if I’m going to
vanish into thin air at any second. Once he’s done lickin’ the back of my
throat he works his way down my neck and I have to bite my lips hard when he
takes a nipple in his mouth and sucks hungrily on it. He continues downward and
his hands quickly divesting me of my boxers as he nips at my hip. …fuck, I
don’t think I’m gonna be able to stop someone who’s dreaming. I mean hell,
would you want to stop this hottie
from havin’ his way with you?
I get my legs free and he slips between them
taking me in his mouth and sucking hard. Oh fuck…mmmm….shit I’ve gotta stay
quiet. Thankfully he’s under the covers sucking on me so the sound is somewhat
muted. I feel his tongue making its way to my balls…oh man… I spread my legs
wider as his mouth ventures below my pole. I feel him take one in his mouth and
I pull a pillow over my face. I try and keep my breathing calm…mmmm…shit he’s
good… He switches and I fight to keep my hands from reaching down and tangling
themselves in his hair. I feel one hand stroking me gently, teasing my
throbbing shaft as the other is probing at my entrance while his mouth
distracts me from rational thought. His tongue seeks more and moves lower and
joins his fingers in examining my opening. Holy fuck Chase…. His fingers move
away a little and his tongue is now doing most of the exploring. By reflex I
bring my legs up and give him better access. He pushes his tongue into me and I
shiver hard. It’s not that first-time-inside kind of pushing,
it’s the I-want-to-kiss-your-hole-and-slip-you-lots-of-tongue kind of pushing.
I relax around him as much as I can as he’s now practically fucking me with
that wonderful…wet…holy shit…
I gasp when he withdraws and shiver when I
feel two wet fingers replace his tongue. Oh shit…here we go….mmmm…..again… He
takes my head in his mouth and sucks with the same intensity as before. Now I’m
thrusting gently into his mouth, it feels too good not to. I feel him push in a
third and I wince slightly. I reach around under the pillows but find nothing.
Ok if you’re so wanting to be in my ass…again,
you’re gonna have to lube me. I move the pillow from my head and pull the
covers away. Chase doesn’t even stop when I put my hand in his hair. I gather a
little bit of wit and take a deep breath, “Chase stop,” he sucks on me for a
few more seconds then complies, “Where’s the lube?” I feel him move up my body,
fingers still inside of me. He leans over and I hear the sound of a drawer
opening. He fumbles around for a few seconds then stops. I then hear the sound
of the top popping and then his fingers disappear from inside of me. They come
back moments later and I fight off a moan as he strokes my spot. I feel his
body move above me again and then his mouth seeks out my nipples as his fingers
stretch me. He finds my left one and goes to work trying to get me to moan into
the open air. Moments pass like this and then Chase removes his fingers. He
leans over again and I hear the unmistakable sound of a rubber being torn from
a pack. His mouth leaves my body and I know that he’s opening the package and
donning his jacket. I know that I can keep quiet, the
question is, can he. I really like hearing him moan…
His breath is heavy as I feel him rubbing his
head between my cheeks. He finds my opening and wastes no time pushing that
wonderful head inside of me. He sinks in halfway before he stops. I can feel
that he's braced on his forearms, his hair tickles my chin. He’s fighting the
moan that wants to make itself known. I seek out his head and thread my fingers
in those wavy locks. I feel his breath at my lips and I bring him in for a
kiss. I push my tongue into his mouth and he pushes into me the rest of the
way, the moan taken by me. We stay like this for lost moments until he
withdraws slightly only to push back in with more force. Ok right now I’m all
for some headboard-slamming-against-the-wall type sex. Fuck I wanna freeze
time. His thrusts are short but powerful nonetheless, my legs tight around his
waist, each thrust of his wonderful length aimed for maximum pleasure. He gains
speed and it’s my turn to fight the moans. Chase buries his head in the crook
of my neck and shoulder as his hand slips between out damp bodies and grips my
pole and pumps me with the same power as his thrusts. My body starts to tremble
hard and his lips find mine again moments before I climax. I feel several hard
thrusts before Chase stills. He rests his head next to mine, our breathing
harsh, but quiet. I’m thoroughly impressed that he was able to pull that off.
Yes, definitely a natural.
Man today was a long day. We split our
practice due to a thunderstorm passing though. The first half was on the field
and the second half was conditioning at the indoor track that was across the
street from the field we were practicing on. I drag myself up to my shared
room. Man I still can get that night out of my head. It’s been a week since
Chase left on his cruise and how I’ve managed not to drill Marcus, or anyone
for that matter, is a feat of genius on my part. I think all of the running
I’ve done lately has helped. Twice now he’s had me…and I still haven’t been
able to fully take him. I walk into the room and big surprise, Marcus is naked
and thumbing through porn. Just then the last few weeks come rushing back into
my head. Me…Tom…the laundry room…Chase and his secret room…Marcus and
graduation…last week… I let out a groan and Marcus looks up at me. I go into
the bath. I may be tired as fuck, but
my pole had other ideas. I get into the shower and for the most part ignore my
pole….that is until I remember Chase holding me when we got into his room that
night before he left. I moan and then catch myself. FUCK! ‘I’m not touching
you’, I think looking down at my pole. I finish the shower and get out and dry
off quickly so I don’t feed the temptation of wanting to work it. I walk back
into the room and Marcus looks up from his porno mag.
“What’s wrong Sen?” he asks. I can tell he’s
lookin’ me over, “You need help with that?”
“I need for it not to be here at the moment,”
I say rummaging around in the drawer for my stop sign boxers. I have no clue
why, but if I put those boxers on, any wood I have fades. I hear Marcus move
from the bed and feel his heat as he comes behind me and places his hands on my
hips.
“Who’s on your mind that’s got you all hard
and bothered?” he asks. It’s not a who and that’s the problem. And damn it all he’s not helpin’
bein’ naked right behind me.
“It’s too early in the evening to do this.
I’ll be fine when I find my stop boxers.”
“I can lock the door Sen,” he replies. I shake
my head and he leaves from behind me. I hear a click and turn my head. Marcus
walks back to me and turns me around to face him. He runs a hand through my
damp hair, “Something’s got you aroused and by my guess it wasn’t me.”
“How do you know?”
“You would have pitched a tent in your shorts
the moment you saw me.”
“Maybe I’m just used to seeing you naked,” I
reply. His hands come to my hips then slide back to take hold of my ass,
pulling me closer to him. I sigh and look into his eyes.
“Were you thinking about someone else?” he
asks softly. I nod, “You care about them?” I nod again, he gives my ass as
gently squeeze, “Are you afraid that you love them?” I blink then realize I’m
nodding again. Shit I do love him…and
the person in front of me… He squeezes me again and I groan. His hands feel
great, and so do Chase’s, “Has he kissed you?” I nod and then Marcus’s lips
find mine tenderly. I let my lips part as I feel his tongue requesting entry.
All of a sudden it’s like his kiss is water and I’m dying of thirst. My hands
grip his upper arms and I kiss him back with a passion. I feel his body move
against mine and I groan. I want…I need…more…
Marcus breaks our kiss and guides me to the
bed. He beckons me to lie down and I do. He slips between my legs and we’re
back to kissing again. I grind my hips against him and he moans, his hands
finding my hips and pressing me to his frame. Once we part for air I look into
his eyes, “Marcus…please…take me.”
He nods and kisses me again. These
feelings…just like last week…Chase… I feel light and fluttery. My body trembles
and I feel Marcus’s hand come up my side. His right hand comes to my cheek and
I close my eyes as his fingertips brush against my skin. He trails kisses along
my jaw and down my neck. I feel his hand follow on the opposite side and I moan
the same way I did with Chase our first time. What’s happening? Why does this
feel so…good? I feel his teeth nip at
my collarbone and my hand threads his hair. I want Marcus to taste my skin, to
taste me. He comes to my nipple and I
arch into him as his tongue teases my already hard nub. His fingers tease my
other one and it’s all I can do not to yell out how good this feels. I hear a
door close in the background as Marcus switches nipples, his right hand now
making its way lower. Marcus leaves the nipple to make his way down the center
of my body and I look down just as he comes to my leaking pole. He looks back
at me with desire heavy in his eyes…just like Chase…holy shit…I really do love both of them….
My gaze is then taken to his hand as he
fumbles in the covers then retrieves his remote. Soon ambient tunes fill the
air at a good level as he blows lightly over my hot piece. “Just in case,” he
says then licks the underside of my head.
After a few licks he brings his gaze back to mine, “Under your pillow,”
I reach under my pillow and come in contact with, you guessed it, lube. I cock
a brow as I pull it out from under my pillow and hand it to him, “I put it
there while you were in the shower trying not to moan loud.”
I feel heat come to my face. Why am I
blushing? Oh man, I’ve got it bad… He slips a finger inside as he circles my
slit with his tongue. Marcus stop teasing me damn it! I moan softly as I can
while his finger quests around inside. He takes my head fully as a second makes
its way inside. I have to move as I feel him stretch me. He hums low and takes
more of me as he soon adds a third digit. Damn he’s good… After what feels like
forever he removes his fingers and takes me out of that hot mouth. He kisses up
my body then reaches under my pillow and out come a dark red packet. What is it
with these two and foreshadowing when it comes to me? He sits up on his knees and I look over this
deliciously lickable bod. I feel my pole twitch when my eyes come to rest on his.
That is one thick beautiful piece of flesh. And it’s going inside of me…sweet
mercy. Marcus rolls the rubber down his shaft and I have to look at his face.
His eyes are half mast and partially hidden with locks of his hair, his mouth
is slightly parted, the ends of his hair moving as he breathes out. Holy fuck
does he look hot putting on protection.
He then moves closer to me and my legs go up. I’m ready to have him take
me nice and hard. I want to feel his passion. Marcus positions himself at my
entrance and looks me in the eye before pushing. I want him inside me now. He
pushes against me. Oh…my…sweet….fuck
does his head feel good! He gets a quarter of the way in and moans. Holy shit
does that sound good. I move against him bringing him halfway in and he grips
the back of my thigh tighter. He leans forward on his left arm, the tips of his
hair dancing on my skin. Mmmmm…..fuck he feels wonderful. He fills me
completely and he lets out a breath and a moan as he brings his head next to
mine. I bring my right leg over his left and squeeze him a little. Holy fuck
he’s thick….and it feels fuckin’ awesome. Marcus rests more of his body against
mine and I feel his decadent abs against my pole. He turns his head and I feel
his breath at my ear. We stay like this for some time. God he feels great, but
I want to feel this thick pole thrusting inside me. I move my hips and feel his
hand grip the back of my left thigh tighter, “Mar…cus…,”
I moan, “move…”
“Senin,” he whispers in my ear, his voice
laden with ardor, “baby love, if I move, I’ll make the entire street hear you,”
…sweet…god… I didn’t think it was possible to feel harder than I already am…his
words make me shiver hard and he moans, “I love feeling your body shudder like
that around me,” holy fuck he feels
harder. I want him to pound me through the fuckin’ floor. Screw everyone in
this house, this block, this fuckin’ city! Time is frozen.
“Senin,” he says again, “I’m going to take you
again tonight,” he kisses my cheek, “I’m going to slide into you from behind
when you’re asleep and let you feel me inside you,” I shiver again, “Mmmm, and
I’ll take hold of your beautiful length and stroke you slowly so you can feel
my fingers as they move along your shaft. You’ll feel my index finger tease
your slit and you’ll feel me rub your essence along your throbbing shaft as you
try to thrust into my hand but are unable,” a moan passes my lips, fuck if
anyone hears it, I don’t care, “I’ll then take your beautifully swollen head in
the palm of my hand and caress you until you have no choice but to thrust into my hand. Then you
will be moving back and forth wanting both pleasures,” I shiver again and move
my hips, “I’ll then allow you to release your essence before turning you on to
your stomach and lacing my fingers with yours,” he rocks his hips and I gasp,
“You’ll feel my body pressing against you and I will place light kisses on the
back of your neck,” he then gives me several light kisses and I squeeze him, he
moans again and I shiver. Holy fuck
he’s gonna work me over….and I can’t wait.
Marcus then pulls out a quarter of the way and
I whimper, “I will be inside you this much until you can’t stand not having all
of me inside you and have to push back taking all of me inside your delicious
tunnel,” I squeeze him harder and he moans and nuzzles his forehead against me,
“I’ll then fill you completely keeping you pressed into the mattress until I
decide to move,” sweet fuck I can feel his pole throbbing inside of me as he
fills me. Mine twitches against his abs, mmm… “Then I’ll do this,” he starts
rolling his hips moving that luscious cock inside of me, “I’ll grind against
you until you can’t take any more. Your whimpers will beg me to take you hard
and fast,” oh fuck want you taking me hard and fast right now! Our breathing is
heavy and I feel like I’m going to explode. I can feel our skin damp with
sweat. How long have we been doing this… He moans
again then stops and pulls halfway out. Fuck don’t stop! “Then I’ll pull out of you and turn you over to face me.
I’ll kiss your tender lips and swallow your screams as I bring you over,” he
kisses me hard and then fills me with his throbbing length over and over,
powerful and possessive. Sweet holy….mmmm….
“Sen, Marcus, dinner’s ready,” I faintly hear
Lin at our door. I can’t hear her footsteps for my own heart beating. I look
down my body and see my spent efforts all over my abs. I’ve never had anyone
fuck me with words before. But then again, I shouldn’t be surprised since I was
just taken by a genius. I look to my right and see Marcus looking back at me
with a smile.
“Tonight will be fun.”
I sit down to breakfast and for the most part
focus my attention on the plate of scrambled eggs, country ham and toast until
I get the feeling that someone’s looking at me. I stifle a yawn and out of the
corner of my eye see jackass looking in my direction.
“What were you doin’ last night,” he asks with
a look on his face like he just ate some bad meat, “You were moaning like
someone was-,”
“Jason…” Tom starts. I focus my eyes on
jackass for a second and then it kicks in what he was sayin’. …SHIT! If he heard me… His mom looks at me with a frown. I feel my
face starting to heat up. What a way to start the day.
Fuck last night was awesome! Marcus did
exactly as he said and holy shit! At first I thought I was dreaming then I felt
myself being moved and the next thing I know Marcus has me on top of him so I
really can’t move. Man feeling his pole inside me like that…mmmm. Then he
teased the fuck out of me. When he
took my head in the palm of his hand I only had to thrust a few times before I
came, and boy did I.
He didn’t give me any recovery time and I was on my stomach with him still
inside me. I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up when I remember
feeling his fingers moving over my forearms then interlacing with mine. Shit,
feeling his body over mine, pressing me into the mattress had me hard again in
no time so when he pulled out a little I was more than ready to back up on him
like I was in the club. The skin on the back of my neck is tingling where he
kissed me and I feel my hands gripping my silverware tighter. I know my face is
red as a tomato right about now. When he pressed me back to the mattress and
started rollin’ his hips I was ready to howl. Fuck, that
must have been when jackass heard me…
“So he was having a wet dream, big woo,” Lin
says taking a sip of her orange juice, “I’m sure you’ve done the same.”
“This is not
something that should be discussed at the table,” Becca says.
“Yeah, I agree with her for once,” I say then
shove some eggs into my mouth.
“How were you able to sleep with all the noise
he was makin’,” jackass asks Marcus. Marcus looks at him then to me then
shrugs.
“I didn’t hear anything,” he says and cuts
another geometrically accurate triangle from his slice of ham.
“Dude, you’re in the same freakin’ room and
you didn’t hear all of that?”
“Jason, drop it,” Tom says.
“Yeah, listen to him for once,” I grumble and
stab at my defenseless eggs.
Marcus shrugs again, “I’m a heavy sleeper at
times.”
“Geez Jason why are
you so hung up on him masturbating in his sleep? Did you want to join
him or something?” Lin asks. That got her a look from Becca.
“That is not the kind of talk that should be
coming from you young lady,” Becca says. Lin looks at her.
“It’s perfectly natural for people our age to
have wet dreams and masturbate. Hell I know I get myself off when I need to,”
she says like she’s talkin’ about the weather. Tom and Becca look at her with
arched brows, Marcus too, “So what if Sen was a little loud. It was probably a
good dream.”
Hell yeah it was great last night! When he
pulled out of me was on my back in no time and had my legs around his waist
ready for him to fuck the living daylights out of me. He chuckled at my
eagerness and slid into me slowly driving me even further insane with needing
him. I started rocking my hips and he pressed me into the mattress stilling my
movements and makin’ me moan. He started rolling his hips again and I felt my
face get even hotter…I remembered that I yelled out ‘fuck me hard’. Shit, now
I’m hard.
“Young
lady-,”
“My name
is Kalin Aurora Troy not young lady or you,” Lin interrupts her.
Becca takes a breath then lets it out slowly,
“I am well aware of that-,”
“Then how ‘bout usin’ it sometime,” Lin says
looking at her evenly.
“Ladies please,” Tom interjects, “We are not going to finish this discussion at
breakfast,” jackass opens his mouth, “I mean it Jason. Leave it be. Senin’s red
enough and I don’t want him passing out at the table.”
I lean forward and put my elbow on the table
and my face in my hand. Man I can almost fry and egg on my face. And I’m hard
to boot. Now I’m stuck here until my wood goes away….just…fucking great. It was
so not my fault that Marcus is great
in bed. Damn, I miss Chase. He would have kicked his jackass of a brother a few
times by now. I miss sleeping with him too. Fuck, that’s not what I need to be thinkin’ about right now with what’s goin’ on
in my shorts. I feel a hand touch me and I look up.
“You ok Sen?” Marcus asks. No! It’s your fault
for talkin’ to me like that yesterday then making so good on it last night that
jackass heard me and had to call me out at breakfast
of all places.
“Just…fuckin’
wonderful.”
“Senin Troy-,” Becca starts.
“Give it a fucking
rest Rebecca!” I say then get up from the table. I really don’t need this
right now. I hear a chair move as I hit the stairs. People just leave me the
hell alone right now. I get to my room and don’t even bother looking to see
who’s behind me and slam the door in their face. I go into the bath and slam
that door as well and slam the lid down on the toilet then sit down on it and
bury my face in my hands. That…asshole!
Why the fuck do I have to defend myself when it comes to him? That bitch thinks
her son’s shit don’t stink or somethin’?
“Senin…” I hear. Go the fuck away, “Senin,
look at me,” not now Tom I’m not in the fuckin’ mood for your shit as well. I’m
through with puttin’ up with his shit. Tom takes hold of my forearms and I jerk
and try to pull away from him. I’m fuckin’ pissed right now and I don’t want to
calm down can’t you fuckin’ get that? Of course he’s got a strong grip so it’s
basically pointless.
“Let the fuck go of me Tom,” I say lookin’ at
him hard.
“Senin-,”
“Tom I’m in no fuckin’ mood to hear anything you say right now so let go of me
and leave me the hell alone.”
“Senin don’t fight with me. I’m on your side.
Jason was out of line saying that at the table-,”
“And yet that bitch just lets him go ahead and
say it.”
“Senin, please stop calling my wife a bitch.”
“Don’t tell me you’re gettin’ offended now,” I say, “She practically lets him
do and say whatever the fuck he wants but when it comes to me and Lin it’s all
‘watch your language’ and bullshit. Fuck that, I can’t stand the bitch.”
“Senin stop calling her a bitch,” ooo yay, Tom’s getting upset with
me. Whooptie fuckin’ doo!
“I call it like I see it and she’s actin’ like
a primo grade A bitch.”
“Senin, if you don’t stop calling her that-,”
“What, you’re gonna ground me? Ooo, I’m so
scared.”
Tom then leans in close to me, centimeters is
the distance between our noses and there’s a mix in his eyes, “If you keep
calling my wife a bitch I’ll leave you to take care of this,” he lets go of my
left forearm and reaches between my legs and grabs my hard-on, “by yourself.
And I know you don’t care to get yourself off when someone can do it for you.
But you won’t be leaving this house
to go across the street and no one else is coming into this room until I
leave.”
“…You said-,”
“The whole house heard you last night Senin,”
he says, the look in his eyes shifting to lust, “Rebecca wanted me to come down
here to find out what you were up to. Would you rather I have done that and
caught you and Marcus in the act?”
“…What?”
“Yes, I know my son’s preferences. I also know
he’s a nudist since one of his professors happens to be one as well and has
seen him at nudist resorts,” all I can do is blink, “Why do you think I hardly
bother him when he comes in his room? I really don’t care to walk in and see my
son naked even though I’ve bathed him enough times when he was a baby. Even
more so when I know he’s probably looking at porn.”
Damn, this guy doesn’t miss a beat, “Leave me
alone, I can get myself off just fine.”
Tom lets go of my other forearm and moves to
unbutton my shorts, “I’m gonna take care of it for you,” I stare at him, “You
think you can just go on moaning like that and not expect this?” my zipper’s
carefully pulled down and his hand is parting the opening in my boxers to free
my pole, “Lean back.”
“…Tom…”
“Or don’t, I don’t care,” he says then ducks
his head and takes me in his mouth. I stifle a moan as I feel his tongue work
on the underside of my shaft. I lean back and he starts bobbing on my pole.
Sweet…holy…FUCK!!!! My hands inch towards his head but
I stop and grab the towel that’s hanging on the rack above the toilet. I grip
it hard as his mouth works on me somethin’ wicked. I bite my lips and find
myself thrusting up wanting him to swallow me whole. He stills my hips with a
purpose and pulls off my length slowly to look into my eyes. Why…the…fuckareyoustopping???? “I don’t want to ever hear you call
Rebecca a bitch again, do you hear me?” I look at him with pleading eyes. Tom
just finish me and I’ll never talk to the bitch again
if I can help it, “I’m waiting.”
“Fine. I won’t call her a
bitch…please…fi-,” Tom swallows me and I forget to
finish the sentence. Ho…ly…shit this man is good! I
pull the towel down and cover my mouth with it as I explode in his mouth
practically hunched over him my abs are so freakin’ tight. I take in a good
whiff of the april fresh scented towel as moments
later my abs finally relax enough for me to lean back, my body still trembling.
I let the towel drop from my face and lean my head back against the wall. I
blink to try and rid my eyes of the spots then Tom comes into view. I lean my
head up a bit. He leans down and presses my head back to the wall with his, my
eyes meeting his, both of us sated for the moment. I knew that Tom wanted some
of me that day in the laundry room. He knew if he did, we’d probably be a bit
more undressed than we are now and sweating a lot more. Hell, if this ever
happens again he’ll probably have me limping.
“…We really c-,”
“Save it Tom,” I stop him, “You know as well
as I do there’s a chance somethin’ like this can happen again so stop actin’
like this is gonna be the absolute last time.”
“Then you better find someone so it can be,”
Tom stands up straight and looks at me. What the hell does he mean by that,
“Your grounded for the next three days,” my eyes grow wide, “The only time you
can come out of your bedroom is to eat. No practice
tomorrow,” I open my mouth but his look shuts it, “no game Saturday. I’ll let
your coach know.”
I sit there as Tom walks out of the bath then
I hear the door to the bedroom open. Why do I get grounded? He’s the one
starting the conversation and I end
up disciplined for it? What the fuck? I tuck myself back in and walk out into
the room and see Lin standing at the door.
“Sen-,”
“How is it that every fucking time he starts somethin’ up with me at the table I’m the one that ends up in trouble?” I
ask going over and flopping on the bed. Lin comes over and sits down beside me.
“How long?”
“Three days. I can’t practice,
play in the game Saturday, hell I can’t even leave this room unless it’s to
eat.”
“…You should probably stop callin’ her a bitch
around him.”
“Fuck her.”
“I agree. She lets him get away with
instigating this stuff,” she nudges my arm, “But you need to not let it get to
you. Just ignore him.”
“Kinda hard to do when he’s asking me why I
was moaning like someone was fucking the living daylights out of me at the
fucking table. Man that boy is dense.”
“Well-,” Lin stops when we hear voices out in
the hall. We get up and go to the door.
“Why the fuck and I
being grounded for the rest of the day? I didn’t do a damn thing?” jackass
says coming down the hall.
“You want to make it more?” Tom says walking
behind him.
“Hold up,” I say stopping both of them at my
door, “I’m being grounded for three days and he only gets one? He
started this bullshit!”
“Senin drop it or it’ll be a week for you,”
Tom says. Yeah he’s ill.
I open my mouth and Lin promptly covers it and
pushes me further inside the room, “Senin you will not say another word,” she warns me. I look at my frat for a moment
then nod. She takes her hand off my mouth and looks back at the door. Tom’s
standing there looking at us.
“You’d be wise to listen to her,” he says then
heads down the hall.
I spent the next three days reading, sleeping,
and fiddling around in my room. Hell, I didn’t even want to go online. At every
meal I said nothin’ to anyone ‘cause apparently my
reaction to questions posed at the table are the source of my punishment. I
took the time to carefully observe what my food looked like before I ate it.
Did you know that when you use real sharp cheddar instead of a power or that velveta stuff in mac and cheese
it actually looks darker? That other stuff makes it look a bright yellow like
color. I also noticed that fresh green peas taste way better than those you buy
in a can, they look brighter too. I’ve come to like the melted provolone and
cheddar in my omelets, it makes the half moon stuffed with green, red, and
yellow peppers and onions really like the moon itself with its sunken pockets
of gooeyness. I like how ziti looks like little hollowed out cigars and how
manicotti is not the proper thing to serve a gay teen like me because it makes
me want to pick it up as a whole and lick and suck all of the goodness that’s
stuffed inside out. I took my time eating that since I had a case of wood. I’ve
noticed how red skin mashed potatoes seem to taste better than mashed with no
skin. Yeah, I totally focused on what was on my plate each day.
My first day of freedom had me going out for a
run. Seriously, I needed to get out of enclosed spaces. I just ran around in
the neighborhood. Man I miss Chase. When I was stuck
for two weeks at least he was there to keep me company. Marcus had to do some
more editing work and spent much of the time gone. I’d feel him slip into bed
next to me at night but he was gone before I got up the next morning. I stepped
out into my room after taking a long deserved shower from running four miles
and feel someone in my room. I pull the towel back from my head and there
sitting on my bed is…
“Chase?”
“Hey Senin,” he gets up and walks over to me. I
blink several times to make sure I’m seein’ what I’m seein’. His arms come
around me and I know I’m not seein’ things. He’s really here. He’s really home.
“When?”
“I got back while you were in the shower. The
cruise had to be cut short. People were getting sick and no one could find out
why. So we were flown back from
“I could have really used you three days ago.”
He smiles, “Tom told me what happened. It’s
probably a good thing I wasn’t here. I might have come in and joined you.”
…Yeah I’m gonna… Thinkofsomethinggrossthinkofsomethinggross…
I know I’m glad that he’s back, but I don’t want him to feel that…now anyway.
And that suggestion…if he only knew the whole story…
“Sleep with me tonight?” he asks, “I-,”
“Every time you say that we end up doing it so
don’t say it,” I interrupt, “Yes, I’ll sleep with you tonight.”
We sit down to dinner and the table is a buzz
with people asking Chase questions about his trip. I’ve gotten used to lookin’
at my food so I’m not really paying attention to the conversation around me.
“Senin is something wrong?” Chase asks,
“You’re staring at your food.”
I look up, “…I was just wonderin’ where the
name jambalaya came from,” I said absently. Chase gives me a confused look.
“From Provencal,” Marcus says lifting a
forkful to his mouth, “from the word jambalaia,” he chews then swallows, “The
kind of dish that we’re used to seeing comes from a variation of paella from
Louisiana when the Spanish that lived there had to substitute tomatoes for
saffron. Over time the French added some things to the mix and it pretty much
ended up as what we eat today. Of course there are several ways to make it-,”
“Thank you Justin Wilson,” I say, “for the
history lesson on cuisine,” Marcus shrugs and smiles.
“He’s been staring at everything he eats for
the last three days,” jackass smirks.
“It’s easier to just look at my food than to
deal with you since lookin’ at it doesn’t get me into trouble,” I say picking
up a piece of sausage on my fork. I can see Lin lookin’ at me out of the corner
of my eye.
“It wasn’t my fault you were-,”
“Drop it Jason,” Tom says with finality in his
voice. I shake my head and take another bite of my jambalaya. We finish dinner
with no problems and I head up to my room while jackass and Lin get kitchen
duty. About an hour later Marcus wanders in and does his ritual stripping. Of
course it gets me thinking about Chase and I’m glad that I’m sitting at the
desk facing away from that hot bod to which I share a room.
Sometime later I decide to strip down to my
boxers while I’m looking over some of the articles Marcus has been working on
the past few days. Most of them are totally out of my brain range but it’s
interesting to see what he does with all that extra brain power. Marcus comes
up behind me at the desk and leans over my shoulder, “Anything interest you?”
I shake my head, “I was just curious to see
what you spend so much time researching. Much of this I can’t really begin to
fathom but I guess it’s like everyday stuff to you right.”
“Some, but I’m just making sure it’s accurate
for journal publications mainly. Some of it’s quite dry.”
“I gathered. No wonder you come in so worn out
from having to read all this for hours on end,” His hands come to my shoulders
and gives me a gentle rub.
“You comin’ to bed?” he asks then kisses my
cheek. Oh yeah, I’m sleepin’ with Chase tonight.
“I’m gonna sleep across the hall tonight,” I
say my head towards his.
“Conducting more tests,” he whispers in my
ear. His hands glide down over my chest, his fingers stop at my nipples
circling them until they peak. I moan softly. What, it feels good.
“You could say that.”
“Just don’t get loud over there. Wouldn’t want
a repeat,” he jokes. Actually, I would, just without the aftermath the next
morning. I get up from the chair, Marcus’s hands back at my shoulders then he
wraps me in a hug from behind, “Sweet dreams baby love,” he says then kisses my
cheek again.
Good, it’s still dark out. I look around and
see the outline of Chase’s cellphone. I pick it up from the nightstand, three
thirty a.m. Good….wait a minute, I’m awake and he’s
not tryin’ to plow me…hmmm. Time for some tit-for-tat.
I turn and face him and slide down beneath the covers. I kiss his abs and feel
him move, his hands seeking me out. Sorry, but you’re gonna have to pay for
shaggin’ me sometime Chase. I slip my
hands in his boxers and bring out his pole. Oh yeah, let’s see how well you can
stay quiet babe.
I take his head in my mouth and lick teasingly
at his slit. His hands make contact with my head and his fingers weave their
way into my locks. I keep this up for a while and get a moan out of him before I progress further. I suck on his rapidly swelling head hard
and feel his body jerk from the sudden intensification. I can hear his breathing
pick up and I smile around his pole. This will be fun. I take a few inches of
his nice plump piece and bathe it with my tongue. After being satisfied that I
know every square millimeter of what’s in my mouth I take in more. This has his
hips moving gently and his fingers curling in my hair. I like the feel of him
in my mouth and hum. I receive a sharp gasp and then one of his hands leaves my
hair to move the covers. Chase tries to take himself out of my mouth but I’ve
got other plans. I wrap my arm around him and keep him still while I swallow
the rest of that firm flesh. He gasps again and tries harder to move me but
ends up groaning. Serves you right for having your
wonderfully wicked way with me…twice.
“Se…nin…pl…please….st-stop…” he pants
softly, “I…can’t…I…” I pull back some and just keep his head in my mouth but I
suck on him hard. I feel his body trembling beneath my hand as I lick his slit
clean. I have to hum at the taste of him.
“Senin…stop….please….I…I can’t keep…please…”
I pull off his pole with a pop that has him
groaning into his pillow. I tuck him back in his boxers and move to take them
off when he grabs my hands, “What’s wrong Chase?” I ask with fake innocence,
“Things a little hard for ya?”
“Senin,” he says getting his breathing under control,
“That’s not fair. You know I can’t possibly keep quiet if you’re going down on
me.”
I chuckle quietly, “That’s what you get for
shaggin’ me when we’re supposed to be sleeping.”
“Senin…”
“Hey, I could be doing the same thing you did
to me right now,” I say leaning closer to him, “I’m goin’ easy on you.”
“…You want to…”
“Have my wicked way with you, yes,” I answer.
“We can’t…not here…”
“Why not? You fucked me here,
so what’s wrong with me returning the favor in the same bed?” I think for a
second, “I hope you weren’t thinkin’ that you could just have my ass any time you want. I don’t play like that.”
“No Senin I wasn’t thinking
that,” he says then brings my body flush with his, “I…just know that…I
won’t be…able to be as quiet as you…when we do that. Like just now with how you
were sucking on me…shit Senin I’d wake up the whole house.”
“Well, everyone heard me so what’s the deal?”
“I was glad I was wearing loose shorts when I
heard all of that because that definitely stirred things down below,” his hand fills
itself with my ass, “The way you moaned the first time we did it…god Senin you
don’t know how much I wanted to just sneak into your room and take you again. I
didn’t even care if Marcus was in the same bed all I wanted was to hear you
call out my name like you did that morning.”
Fuck, now
I’m hard, “Chase…you better suck me off right now or I will make you wake up the house,” I hear him take in air then his hand
slips under my waistband pulling me out and stroking as I take off my boxers.
He gets between my legs as soon as I move onto my back and takes me in his
mouth. Fuck I want to fuck him right now… Damn I’ve missed his mouth on me…
I tiptoe out of Chase’s room just as Lin’s
door opens a fraction. Chase felt the need to let me know just how much he
missed me by continuous blowjobs. It was five thirty-five when he finally let
me out of his mouth. I think he was subconsciously channeling Nikita. She pops
her head out just as I’m opening the door to my room. ‘You have fun?’ she
mouths. I give her a thumbs up and she smiles and
retreats back into her room. I get inside and slip into bed. Marcus immediately
wraps me in his arms and kisses me.
“Morning baby love,” he says when we part,
“You done with the night’s testing?”
“Yeah Marcus,” I answer and move to face away
from him, but Marcus seems to have other plans.
“Good because I want to be inside you again.”
“Marcus…can’t we do this when people are out
of the house? Lin’s awake and I pretty sure Chase isn’t sound asleep yet.”
“Kalin doesn’t care and Chase should have kept
you in his room if he wanted to stay asleep. I want to be inside you Senin.”
And so does Chase…
“I don’t think I can be quiet with that pole
of yours inside me Marcus. Remember, I got grounded last time.”
“That was because dad was angry with you for
calling his wife a bitch….more than once,” Marcus says pulling me beneath him
and pressing…that….thick…beautiful…
“Marcus…people are….wa…king…”
I have to grind against this pole people I’m sorry. Marcus kisses me again and
I’m fighting to yank down my boxers. He breaks our kiss and helps me with that
problem. He stays between my legs and…holy fuck his mouth is good! Fuck the way his tongue licks a line down my
pole from the slit …Like father like son… SHIT! I need to get a guy before I
end up doing something stupid and jumpin’ Tom’s bones. What am I sayin’? I’ve
got two guys across the hall from each other that want me under them something
bad. The only problem is I can’t choose between the two, I want them both. I
bury my hands in Marcus’s hair and he brings me over quickly, me making damn
sure I keep my lips together. Marcus lets me fuck his mouth until I’m fully
spent then kisses his way back up my body. He turns over on his back and pulls
me across his chest. I lay there against him for a while listening to his heart
beat. I like this. I…shit…I’m not gonna think about that now. I move my head
and take his left nipple in my mouth. He moans softly and I reach down and
stroke his pole. I then let up from his nipple and work my way down to get a
taste of genius cream.