Ty from ‘I Am Queer’ novel
NEW FLASH!
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Thursday
Ross “What did you expect me to do?”
Ty “You could have said something, anything”
Ross “What? Hey don’t pick on him; he’s my jack off bud? Fuck man…”
Ty’s eyes blazed as the words penetrated his mind. His heart seemed to suddenly skip a beat even as his anger suddenly flared up deep inside of his body. The pain from his swollen eye no longer the only pain he was feeling. He clenched his fists as he stared at Ross, wondering how Ross could say something like that to him.
Ty “Jack off bud? Is that all I am, just some guy to jack off with?”
Ross “No, you know that isn’t what I meant, fuck Ty, quit twisting things”
Ty “Twisting things? Shit look at my eye asshole, how am I gonna explain it to the folks?”
His eyes narrowed as he stared at Ty, feeling the anger growing too as he saw the petulant face staring at him and yet at the same time he felt that ache again, felt that strange warm glow beginning deep inside that he always felt when around Ty, as if there was something pulling at his insides. He never could explain it, words weren’t his strong suit but he did enjoy being around TY, well except when he was being an ass like now, still, it did excite him too, and he let the anger subside a little.
Ross “I don’t know, shit, you didn’t have to piss Keith off did you?”
Ty “Yeah right, it’s all my fault”
Ross “I didn’t say that, just shit Ty, you open your mouth and then wonder why people get pissed at you”
Ty “Well he was being a jerk”
Ross “He’s always a jerk but he’s also king shit on campus, goes with the territory”
Ty blinked a little, knowing that what Ross was saying was true. Keith Menzies was King Shit on campus, captain of the baseball team and the stud that had all the girls drooling. Hell he wouldn’t mind a romp with him either, the way Keith’s body was built he doubted if any one would mind all that much as long as they got to have their way with him. Still, the guy was always pissing him off, always making cracks and so he had enough, was that such a crime? Why didn’t Ross understand that? Was Ross that much of a coward or was he just being smarter, after all it wasn’t Ross who had the shiner.
Ty “Bullshit, you got a crush on him or something?”
Ross “Oh fuck off”
Ty “Seriously, do you?”
Ross stared at Ty, seeing the way his eyes had narrowed and the anger inside was hot and yet at the same time, there seemed to be something strangely exciting about the fire that burned in Ty’s eyes. He wished he could explain what he was feeling despite the anger. It was strange for him, and being 16 and doing it with a guy was hard enough to accept never mind figure out the reasons why.
Ross “No, what kind of fucking question is that?”
Ty “Well then why the fuck you sticking up for him? Come to think of it, why are you even here?”
Ross “Jesus Christ, why the fuck do you think?”
Ty “Oh right, it’s our regular Thursday night date isn’t it? Fine, let me get the sleeping bag out or should I just drop ‘em now for you?”
Ty started to reach for the button on his jeans, yanking at the button as he just stared at Ross. He could see the bulge in his friend’s crotch too and as much as he felt anger he also felt strangely excited, strangely thrilled at the prospect of just dropping his pants and having Ross go down on him. This was too weird and he knew it but there was something about the way Ross looked at him that stopped him from yanking the zipper down and instead he just glared at Ross, daring him to give a sign or show that this was exactly what he had wanted.
Ross “Fuck you are being a real bitch”
Ty “Hey isn’t that what us FAGS are? You didn’t seem to mind last week, but then…”
Ross didn’t know why he did it, but he did and his hand moved out before he could even think about it, pushing Ty back a few steps, the anger blazing in his eyes as he started to walk past the young boy. His whole body was shaking with the rage and he wasn’t certain if the anger he was feeling inside was at Ty or at himself. Ty was right, he hadn’t done anything to help earlier, had let Keith push Ty around in front of everyone but it wasn’t as simple as Ty thought.
His eyes felt like they were going to pop out from their sockets as he felt the hard press of Ross’ hand on his chest and he staggered backwards. His anger at Ross forgotten as he saw not just the anger in Ross’ navy blue eyes but the pain too and his own heart suddenly felt a kinship, as if it shared the pain that Ross was feeling, almost as if it even could feel it too and that brought Ty’s angry retort to a stop. His mouth was open but no words came out as he let Ross pass him by, and he could smell the boy’s soap as he started to head out and suddenly he knew he couldn’t let it end this way, not after all they had gone through as friends and well, as something else, what he wasn’t exactly sure of, but he couldn’t just let it end like this.
Ty “Wait… Ross… please, wait…”
For a second he ignored the pleading voice coming from his friend but as he reached the door his heart just wouldn’t let him turn the cold metal knob. His heart was pounding and he felt flushed even, the anger still boiling inside of him but so was the pain and he knew that Ty was more than just a school friend, that what they had shared meant a bit more than either of them maybe realized so he stopped and listened to the pleading voice. His face was still contorted in anger as he turned his 5ft 8in frame to look once more into Ty’s face.
The pain rose up as he stared into Ty’s face, seeing the purple tinged flesh around the one eye where Keith had socked Ty earlier in the day. It was growing darker than he had first thought and he felt the pain deep inside as his shame continued to eat away at him. There really wasn’t anything he could have done except maybe share in the humiliation or worse but maybe that would have been better than how he was feeling right now. Damn it, why did Ty have to have such a big mouth but that wasn’t fair either; Ty was only doing what he thought was right but why the fuck did it always get him into trouble?
Ross “Why?”
Ty “Cause…”
Ross “Cause why?”
Ty “Shit you know why…”
It always was like this, one of them would get angry and then relent but damn it, this was too much and he wasn’t going to just let it go, not this time out. Fuck, the way Ty looked was too much for him and even in his rage he felt a strange attraction, a strange desire to just reach out and toss the brown haired boy onto the ground and grab at his dick. Christ was he turning into a pervert or what? Either way he knew that his own body ached for more than just touching, it had for ages now but all they ever did was jerk off each other but maybe Ty really did want more?
Ross “No, no I don’t, why should I wait? So you can make me feel worse than I already do?”
He couldn’t understand Ross, the way he would stare at him and he could see the desire in his face too, couldn’t he just let it go like he did? Why was everything becoming so complicated for them both? Ty could see that Ross had a hard on, so what was the problem, why was it becoming harder to just sit back and jerk each other off like they had been doing for ages now? Why was Ross getting so steamed at him all the time and worse, why was he feeling like he needed Ross to like him for more than just Thursday nights?
Ty “You feel worse? I mean… really?”
Ross “Duh! Shit ‘course I feel bad, don’t you think it bugs me too?”
Ty “But I mean you never”
Ross “What? Never said it hurts when you think all I care about is sucking your dick? That it hurts to see you with a black eye and I didn’t do shit to stop it? Should I have to say anything?”
He never felt like this before, and as he stared at Ross he felt a strange feeling way down in the pit of his stomach. He knew that he had always liked Ross, had always thought of him differently than he had thought of other guys. Strange, until they had gone camping last year he never really believed that he was gay but when they had sat around staring at the magazine pictures, seeing Ross’ hard cock had changed all that.
It was a penthouse magazine and he realized that his own hard on wasn’t because of the big boobs but because of the way Ross was talking about it. About how it must feel to have them rubbing up against a naked body and he knew there was more to the words than he had thought. Strange, but as he stared at Ross right now, he saw that same distant look in the eyes as he had that night in the tent, that first night when they had both jerked off to naked girl pics.
Ty “I don’t know, I mean you never say stuff like that, I just… I mean…”
Ross “Yeah right, you just figured I was like what, a dumb ass jock like Keith? That all I wanted from you is a blowjob? That’s it isn’t it Ty?”
Ty “No, well not really, fuck how am I supposed to know what you want from me? You never tell me.”
Ross “You never tell me either, fuck you have only shown up to one track meet and unless its Thursday night you hardly ever want me to come over, so what am I supposed to think?”
Christ, all this time and Ross was feeling the same way he was? It was amazing but as Tyson stared at Ross he could feel the ache, the pain that Ross was feeling and he realized just how much he really did want to have more than just a few hours every Thursday night. Ross was right too, he did avoid him but not because of what Ross thought was the reason, just that he didn’t trust himself to spend more time with Ross. God, the guy was hot looking, the way his dirty blond hair would fall around his long slender neck, it drove him crazy and he wished he could just reach out and kiss it but then he always pulled back, afraid that Ross would freak. Now it seemed that that was exactly what Ross wanted from him or was he hearing this all wrong? Was he just wishing too much and making more out of what Ross was saying? Fuck, why did life have to be so damned complicated.
Ty “But I didn’t think you, I mean, you really look for me at the meets?”
Ross “Yeah, stupid huh? Not like you are ever there”
Ty “I thought you would be pissed if I showed up”
Ross “Pissed? Why?”
Ty “Cause… well, I dunno, didn’t think you really felt the same way”
Ross “So, what? I just do this for what, the sex?”
Ty “I suppose”
Well that answered him didn’t it? Ross stared for a second at Ty before speaking, not sure really what to say except that it wasn’t how he looked at Ty, or at least how he thought of him. How could he have been so stupid really, to think that Ty wanted more than to get off with some jock? No wonder he never showed up at the meets, he just was interested in getting his dick stroked by him but then, why was Ty always looking at him like he wanted more? Why did he always have this feeling when they would unzip each other that Ty wanted to hold him or do more? If all he wanted was to claim a jock did him why did he groan like he did just before he would shoot?
Ross “Fuck for a brain you sure as hell are stupid”
Ty “I guess, you really, I mean you really…”
Ross “Yeah, guess that does make me the stupid jock doesn’t it?”
He never had thought about it before, but Ross really did seem to care for him as more than, well as more than a jerk off bud and shit, guys their ages didn’t just whack each other off simply because it was cool, not at 16 and that was what they were doing. Christ if he really thought about it, they took a lot of chances some nights just to drop their pants and have the other jack em off. Why hadn’t he realized all this before?
Ty “No, no it doesn’t, I don’t know, I mean, fuck Ross I don’t know what I mean, ‘cept that I wish that every day was Thursday’s”
Ross “You have a funny way of showing that”
Ty “Guess so, just that, fuck all this is so scary at times, I didn’t want to ruin what we did have, but…”
Ross “But what?”
Ty “I didn’t think you’d feel the same way I do.”
Ross “And you feel… how? Like am I supposed to guess?”
Ty “No, it is just, shit, if you feel this way, why then? I mean, you stood there…”
Ross “Yeah, I did, and fuck if I know why, maybe I am not brave or something like that, all I could think about was that I couldn’t let anyone know, shit Ty, could you just see what they would have done if they knew you and I were queer? I mean shit man, bad enough that they think you are a loud mouth brain, can’t you just see what it would be like if they know we, you know, do each other?”
Hearing Ross call them both queer was strangely exciting for him, and he felt like he just wanted to leap into Ross’ arms but he held back, still uncertain about all the crazy feelings that he was feeling. Something about the way Ross looked made him blink a little, even stutter as he tried to put it all together in his mind.
Ty “Yeah, still… I mean are you?”
Ross “Fuck what do you think?”
Ty “I don’t know, curious?”
Ross “Is that what you are? Just curious?”
They had never really talked much, certainly never about whether they preferred guys over girls and even after that first time, it had taken them a few more times before they even stopped having the penthouse magazines out and open. It was like they were pretending to be something and then finally they just both stopped play acting, at least that was how he liked to think of it, but standing here now, his legs trembling a little as he stared into Ross’ navy blue eyes, he wasn’t so sure that this ever had been as casual as he had thought.
Ty “No, but then I am not like you, I just… fuck Ross, I don’t know what I am or what you are, all I fucking know is that I want to be with you, that I like smelling you and watching your face when you cum, that I wish we could be together all the time, maybe it just makes me a horn dog or something, not like there is an easy way to know”
Ross “Tell me about it, but Ty, you can’t, shit…”
Ty “Can’t what? Go on, what can’t I?”
Ross “Shit, I don’t know, just that, well it seems that you say you want something, but you don’t act like you do, how many times have I asked you to come to the meets?”
Ty “Few I guess…”
Ross “Few? Shit, each time we have one I have asked if you are gonna show up, so how come you back off?”
Ty “I don’t know, guess cause I think you just being polite, that you don’t mean it.”
Ross “Oh”
Ty “I am sorry, all this, I mean fuck Ross, feeling this way, it isn’t easy, I don’t know what to do”
Ross “And I do? Christ all I know is that when we, well… when we are together, it isn’t just the sex part that, I mean… fuck I don’t know what I mean either, God what a pair we are”
Ross looked like he was about to cry and yet at the same time there was this defiant air about him. It was like he had already made up his mind as to what he wanted but just couldn’t find the right words to use or something like that. Ty stared at him in amazement because he realized that he too wanted to say so much more but didn’t know what or how. All of this was new to him, hell everything they had done was strange to him but it felt so natural, so right and yet everyone he knew made being gay seem so wrong, but the way he felt, how could it be wrong?
Ty “Ross, you really do mean all this? That you really want me to go to the meets and stuff with you?”
Ross “Yeah, don’t you?”
Ty “More than you think, shit, more than maybe I admit to, do you think guys and girls act like this too?”
Ross “How the fuck would I know? Maybe, shit, if you listen to what all the guys say in the locker room, well… no, I’d say most of them don’t, its just getting off to them I think”
It was funny, the anger they both had been feeling seemed to have gone and yet as he stared at Ty’s face, he could see the fires in his eyes, the way he tilted his head as he listened to him and the way his lips looked. Christ he wished he could just reach out and kiss those lips but Ty would freak, or would he? Maybe he was the one who would freak? Maybe all of this was his own fault for being such a wusse about it?
Ty couldn’t believe how soft Ross spoke and the way he kept looking at him from under his eyelashes drove him nuts. He could feel the raging hard on inside of his pants and he knew that all he really wanted to do was let Ross hold him tight in his arms and yet something still held him back. He couldn’t explain it but he was frightened of appearing to be weak in front of Ross, like it would make Ross turn away or worse, turn him totally off to the point that even their weekly jerk off time would end. He didn’t know if he could handle that, of not being able to feel Ross’ strong hands as they wrapped around his dick.
Ty “I always worry that you will not show up, I mean its dumb I guess but every Wednesday I start freaking about what I would do if you didn’t come over after school, dumb huh?”
Ross “No, I kind of feel the same, I wonder all the way over if maybe this time you’ll just say you are busy or something else, like you won’t be here even though you are, if that makes sense”
The two young boys stared at each for a few seconds, each of them lost within their own thoughts, unsure just where all this was leading, both hoping it would lead to something more than what they already had.
Ty didn’t understand how he could have missed all the signs, but if Ross was telling the truth, then Ross felt the same way about him as he thought he felt about Ross. How could he have not known? Was he that stupid and Ross was right, he had asked him countless times to come to watch the track meets but he never thought of why, and all this time it was because he wanted him there. God was he really this blind? Was Ross serious or was he just saying all this?
Staring into Ross’ eyes Tyson knew that he was indeed serious. For a weird second he almost could swear that he could feel the desire in Ross for him but that was impossible. How could he know what Ross was feeling but it did feel like he could and worse, it felt fucking good too and he wished he could feel that way all the time they were together.
Ty “I am sorry for yelling at you, it is just that, I don’t know, Keith is such a jerk and well…”
Ross “I know, he thinks he’s God’s gift to women or something, but shit Ty, you can’t keep calling him down, least he only took one swing”
Ty “Yeah I suppose, just that, well I know damn well he didn’t do Sheryl, I mean she really was upset”
Ross “I know, she’s nice and she sure drools over you”
Ty “Does not”
Ross “Does too, uh, you and her, you ever thought about…”
Ty could see how much Ross wanted him to shout out ‘no’ but he couldn’t do that, not and be honest. Christ was he going to blow this new found closeness because he had once thought he and Sheryl could be a pair? Looking into Ross’ eyes he knew that he had to trust him, that he couldn’t keep on hiding the truth from him and that if they were to have more than just what they had, he would have to stop hiding the truth, that he would have to tell him the truth and hope that Ross would understand.
Ty “No, well not since, I mean, no Ross, since that camping trip with you and all, no I never thought about her that way, fuck I never really did before other than it would be a way to keep everyone from talking, guess that doesn’t really make me any better than Keith”
Ross “I don’t know, thinking about it is one thing, doing it is another. Can’t say as I’d blame you for thinking like that, shit I have thought like that lots of time, so maybe it makes me a shit too”
Ty “Guess we sort of both kind of screwed up huh?”
Ross “Guess”
Looking at Ross he knew suddenly that things had changed between them in a way that they could no longer go back to how things had been. He couldn’t explain it but the way Ross stood, the way he kept looking down at the floor but sneaking a peak at him, it was almost too much and yet he was scared. Was this really what he wanted? Was it really what Ross wanted too or was it that maybe Ross was just feeling bad about not sticking up for him earlier in the day?
Ty “Uh Ross, about tonight…”
Ross “yeah?”
Ty “I don’t want to do what we, I mean…”
He kind of expected that but still hearing Ty say the words made him feel all sad and yet they had been talking, maybe Ty just needed time to digest all that had been said? Maybe things would get back to normal but then he kind of didn’t want that either, not now, not with how his heart was thumping inside or how the strange warmth inside felt, but if that was the best that Ty could do, well, he’s just have to accept that if he could.
Ross “Oh, okay, I kind of understand I guess…”
Ty “No! That isn’t what I mean Ross…”
Ross “I don’t get it then, what is it…”
Ty “Uh, think your parents will let you stay the night?”
Ross “Maybe, why?”
Ty “I’d kind of like to, well, I know it’s a school night and all, but, uh, Ross I never felt like this with anyone, and talking to you, I mean really talking, shit, maybe…”
Just staring into Ty’s face was enough to convince him that what he had hoped for would be possible, that what he had dreamed about for the last few weeks was actually maybe going to happen, as long as he kept cool but the way his heart was pounding he doubted if that would happen, if he could keep from shouting his joy out loud and yet somehow he did manage to keep himself from grinning like an idiot. Instead he smiled and for a mere flash of a second he thought he could feel Ty’s heart pounding but as he looked hard, he didn’t see any change in Ty.
Ross “Maybe… I don’t know, what about the eye?”
Ty “Huh? It’s okay, why?”
Ross “Your folks, maybe they won’t let me stay after they see it”
Ty “Shit, I forgot about that. Strange, it was all I could think about earlier, now it just, I don’t know, it just doesn’t seem important now”
Ross “Maybe if I am here they won’t say anything?”
Ty “Right, like when has anyone being here ever stopped my Dad from saying anything? Christ it won’t make any difference to them, but if you’d rather not…”
Ross “No… I kind of wouldn’t mind staying, I mean… you sure?”
Ty “Yeah, I am now”
Thursday
It felt strange sitting here waiting for Ross to finish taking a piss in his bathroom. The whole day and night had been a weird one and even the anticipated battle with his parents hadn’t gone the way he had thought it would. Hell for the most part they had been rather quiet about it all and when he had asked if Ross could stay the night, his Dad didn’t even flinch and his Mom only asked if it was okay with Ross’ parents. Funny, they seemed almost relieved that Ross was here.
Ty stared back at the bed and then towards the bathroom door. It was almost as if he was nervous and yet they had been jerking each other off for months now so why were the palms of his hands sweating so much? He kept wiping them on his jeans and yet they didn’t stay dry for longer than a second or two. While his palms were sweating his mouth felt so damn dry that he must of drunk a few gallons of milk already, just as Ross seemed to have done. God could he be nervous too? Maybe he was having second thoughts about staying over even though he was still here?
The sound of the toilet flushing startled him and he almost fell off the chair as his head snapped around to look at the bathroom door. Christ he was feeling like he was out on his first date but then come to think of it, he sort of was. Sure he had gone out with girls before, even had a mild grope session once or twice last year but nothing like what he was planning for tonight and besides, they were girls and this was Ross.
Shit, the more he thought about it the more he sweated and he hated feeling all icky and stuff from sweat but then maybe if they did do more he would really be sweaty after or would he? What if all Ross wanted to do was just maybe play a bit longer instead of what he was thinking of? Damn maybe he shouldn’t have rushed this but the way they had been talking, he couldn’t let him go home, not this time. He stared down at his hands as he wiped them once more on the legs of his pants and he felt the strange patter of his heart as it beat in his chest.
Tyson wasn’t all that big really, least he didn’t think he was after all some of the kids in his class were already over six feet tall but he was still growing. Least there was that and while he wasn’t huge down there either it too seemed to be getting a bit bigger and even Ross had mentioned it a short time back so maybe tonight would happen. Funny, he had noticed how Ross’ was getting a bit thicker and longer too but then he had other designs than just stroking it so of course he would notice those things but now that he thought about it, just why had Ross been noticing his growth spurts? Could he really have meant all that he had said in the garage earlier or was it just something to ease the tension?
Finally he knew he was finished, that he wouldn’t be able to get another drop of piss out and he watched as the yellow water swirled around in the bowl of the toilet, his mind swirling as much if not more than the water was it went cascading down the drain. What was he getting into, he thought as he pulled his jeans up and tucked his dick down and off to one side. Christ it had hurt to piss, but he knew he had to do that if what he had wanted to happen was to happen.
All that talk in the garage had been just that, but now it was time for action and while the idea of being totally naked next to Ty was to say the least exciting, the thought also scared the shit out of him. Christ what if, damn he didn’t think about that either but then he relaxed, knowing that at least he had taken care of that area a bit earlier. It sure was easier than trying to piss with a hard on but he had to, he knew that much but as for the rest, well it was all new to him. He hadn’t even really seen or read anything about what it was guys did, all he knew was how it ached in his ass and how his dick was so fucking hard each time he thought about holding Ty, about kissing him and more than that, about tasting him and being inside of him.
Looking in the mirror as he washed his hands he felt nervous, felt the sweat beading up around his forehead as he tossed his head back, trying to see if the sweat was showing yet, knowing it was stupid. His long dirty blond hair flowed over his shoulders and he stared at the reflection, wondering what it was that Ty saw in him, wondering what it was that made Ty want him. He didn’t think he looked hot or special, he was only about 5ft 8in tall but he had some muscles. He weighed 134 pounds but none of it was fat, just muscle and he flexed his arms a little, trying to prove his own thoughts to himself.
God, why did he have to open his mouth in the garage? Why didn’t he just go along with what they always did, why did he have to try and make Ty believe there was more to what they did than there was? Shit, he knew the answer was that there was more, at least he hoped there was but he wasn’t sure if Ty felt the same way. It was too fucking scary to think that he was risking everything for Ty but then Ty was special, least in his mind he was. God the guy was hot too, the way his thin lips would look when he was thinking, or how his Adam’s apple would bob up and down when he was excited, all of it made him weak in the knees and it sure as hell played havoc with the feelings in his crotch. Christ Ty was just perfect the way his 5ft 7in body looked in tight blue jeans and a t-shirt.
He knew he was stalling, thinking about how good Ty looked but he was also trying to get his nerve up too. You didn’t just rush into this stuff or did you? Maybe that would be the best way to go, to just go out there and grab Ty and squeeze his ass and pull him in tight, kiss him hard on the mouth and then rip his clothes off? Shit, he was talking like some of those assholes in the locker room and he knew that most of that talk was pure bullshit, still, it did sort of add to the ache in his crotch, never mind how it made his ass twitch and tremble a little. Christ what if he did do that and Ty pushed him away? Fuck, he hadn’t really thought about that and knowing Ty he very likely would do just that.
God the guy was anal at times the way he always seemed to want to be in charge or at least look like he was. Hell take this afternoon with Keith, there was no way that Ty should have opened his mouth but he had this stupid Sir Galahad complex when it came to his friends and Keith was mouthing off about Sheryl, still Ty shouldn’t have spoken up, Christ he certainly shouldn’t have called Keith a liar either but he had and if you really thought about it, what choice did he leave Keith?
Maybe Keith was a top notch creep and jerk but he did have a rep to maintain, and if some brainy nerd called him a liar, well he had to protect the image, didn’t he? Why couldn’t Ty see that? Why did everything always have to be so black and white with him? Okay, yeah what Keith had said about Sheryl sucked but those who knew her would all know that Keith was full of shit, so what was the harm? Not like she cared what people like Keith said about her so why the fucking H did Ty have to get mixed up into it? Why couldn’t he have just walked on past instead of stopping and calling Keith on it?
Ross stood up straight to look at his reflection in the mirror, wondering if he was maybe trying to talk himself out of what he so desperately wanted? Could he be that much of fucking wusse or was it just that the thought of having real sex with Ty was too much for him? Was he rushing this or did he really feel the need to have more of a relationship with Ty than what they already had? Could the pain in his balls be really from his desire for Ty’s touch or was it just being 16 that had him feeling this way?
Looking at the image that stared back at him, he wondered if he really was queer or was he just having a hormone attack? Everyone assumed that when you reached these years that you knew all about sex and stuff but if they only really knew how little guys his age knew the fucking adults would freak. Sure you heard about all the sex that went on in high school but so much of it was fucking talk. He doubted if half the guys who said they had scored had even gotten past a good grope or two and yet, well this was different.
Least if you were straight you had guys to talk to, guys who might be full of shit or not but at least you got some idea of what went on under the covers. Sure it was true too that there was more stuff you could read without fear if you were into girls but what if you were like him? What if you had this strange urge each time some hot guy took his pants down instead? Who did you turn to? Sure as hell you didn’t go talk to the ‘guys’ about those feelings and man you certainly didn’t walk into the local pharmacy or bookstore and pick up a queer magazine or rent one of them gay video’s, so what would he do with Ty? Would he make a total jerk out of himself or would it be what he always hoped it would be like? Would it be like the guys said it was like with a girl or was it even supposed to be like that?
Thank God for the internet, least in the privacy of his room he could get some stuff that helped set his mind at ease but then again, even that wasn’t much help to him. How many sites really were there for guys his age? It wasn’t like there really was much he could find online that didn’t need some ID and while he had thought about using his Dad’s credit card he wasn’t sure how he would explain a charge on it. Mind you his Dad did say he could have his own if he graduated with a ‘b’ average and so far he had kept that up, so there was that for the summer but until then all he could find was some free shit that just didn’t do much for him.
He had read some stories too but most of the shit wasn’t much help. Least he knew that to fuck he could get Ty’s legs up over his shoulder, some of the pics helped show him how but nothing else really and what if Ty didn’t want him to do that? What would he do then and why the fuck was he still staring at himself in Ty’s bathroom when the real thing was out there waiting for him? Christ if he didn’t get his act together and stop worrying so much he might be half way to finding out just what it was like to slide his pole into another guy’s ass. That was what he wanted, wasn’t it?
Ross took a deep breath and turned the faucet off and dried his hands on the blue towel. His eyes sparkled and he could feel the warm flush creeping up his face as he thought of Ty’s hard cock being between his stomach and Ty’s. God what would it really feel like? To have that hard piece of flesh rubbing up against his own heaving stomach was making his cock stiffen even further and he felt that stirring again, knowing that it was his body telling him that it needed attention, telling him that it needed to be with Ty and not standing in front of a mirror.
The sound of the bathroom door opening was a surprise to Ty even though his eyes had been glued to that door for what seemed like hours. He still was wiping his hands on his pant legs when he saw the white door swing open and his heart started to pound even harder in his chest. He was certain it was about to break out and flop on the floor and the wild thoughts continued unabated in his mind as he saw the 5ft 8in figure come walking out. He couldn’t believe how radiant Ross looked, the way his face seemed so alive, so full of life and his eyes were drawn to the thick bulge in the crotch even as he saw the sparkling flashes in those deep blue eyes. His heart seemed to suddenly race into a higher gear and he stood up, knocking the chair back a little which made his head snap around to stare at it. He felt so stupid, standing up like that and with a lowered head he turned back to stare at Ross.
Christ he looked so fucking hot, his shirt was not fully tucked back into the pants and it made him wonder what it would feel like to have been able to have been holding Ross’ cock in his hands, watching it grow and thicken and the sweat started to pour down his face as he stood there, grinning like a blasted idiot, or so he thought as he wiped his hands on the sides of his jeans once more.
Ross “Uh sorry I took so long”
Ty “Huh? Oh no problem uh, I guess… uh…”
Ross “What? Sorry, uh, Ty…”
Ty “Yeah?”
Ross “Uh, …nice room, big and…”
Ty noticed how Ross’ head kept turning around and staring around the room, but not once actually looking at him and he felt his heart sink a little, wondering if maybe Ross was having second thoughts about staying, about doing what they had talked about. It would figure, after all he did sort of press Ross to stay and to kind of take their friendship further or maybe he was just nervous too? Could Ross be feeling the same things he was right now and Ty looked up from staring at his feet to study his friend.
He saw the way his body seemed to be quivering, as if it was waiting for a starting gun to go off and yet the hands, they just kept tapping the side of his leg and it was kind of weird because he realized that he was doing the very same thing with his hands. His fingers stopped and his eyes quickly moved up the thin lanky body to see Ross looking at him and he cocked his head to one side and gave Ross a small grin.
Ty “you as nervous as me?”
Ross “Suppose… weird isn’t it?”
Ty “Yeah, I mean its not like we, you know…”
Ross “Yeah, funny…”
Ty “What is?”
He felt a sense of panic as he saw the worried look on Ty’s face but then he also felt the sweat rolling down his face but as he stole glances at Tyson’s face, he was sure that the sheen on Ty’s face was sweat too and not the glare from the lights in the room.
Ross “This, us, I mean shit Ty, not like we haven’t, see? I just choke on actually saying what we do, yet… I mean I like what we do, why is it so hard to talk about it?”
Ty stared up at Ross’s face, seeing the pained expression on his face and yet as he looked at him, he also felt the desire welling up inside of him despite his nervousness. He couldn’t explain it but his stomach was doing a thousand summersaults and yet he knew that he was standing still, sort of. His legs did feel a bit wobbly and his heart was so damn loud he didn’t know how Ross could even hear him but then he also knew deep down that only he could hear the wild thundering roar of his heart.
Ty “I don’t know, uh, maybe we, shit I don’t know, you really like what we do?”
Christ, what if he didn’t really like this? Shit what was he going to do if Tyson said he didn’t really like them touching each other? Fuck this was crazy but that bulge, shit if Ty didn’t like what they did why was he always so fucking hard?
Ross “Yeah, …don’t you?”
Ty “Christ yes, and I meant what I said, I really do want to… to do more, if you do that is, I mean Ross if you…”
Ross “Don’t… shit don’t Ty, I am nervous enough uh, guess we should… fuck, do we just, I mean…”
Ty “I… fuck, I don’t know, maybe we should uh, sit on the bed? I mean, should we maybe uh… Christ I feel like a dweep”
Ross stared at Tyson’s face and saw a tear forming in the corner of one of his eyes. As he looked into the face of the boy in front of him, he saw the swirling mist of green in Ty’s eyes and felt a small lump form in the bottom of his own throat. He looked so soft and so scared that all he could think about was that he wanted to hold him in his arms and feel his heart next to his. to hold him and ease the obvious pain that Ty was feeling.
He didn’t realize it but he had taken several steps forward, crossing the distance between them in a few strides and he now stood face to face with Ty, staring into the green eyes and he could feel Ty’s breath as he exhaled. Strange, he never noticed before how deep the eyes looked and as he stared into them, he felt his hands reach out and touch the quivering shoulders of his friend.
As he felt his hand touching Ty’s shoulder he felt his legs start to tremble and he had this strange twisting deep inside his stomach and his face seemed to suddenly be drawn straight towards the swirling green mist of Ty’s eyes. His heart seemed to be turning inside of his chest and he struggled a little for air as he shuffled forward a bit more, his legs brushing up against Ty’s quivering body.
Ty “Ross, I am sorry… I…”
Ross “Sssh, it’s okay Ty, you aren’t a dweep, I feel just as nervous…”
Ty “Yeah? I mean, I never… you are the only one I ever…”
Ross “I know, for what it’s worth, you are for me too…”
Ty felt the warm breath on his face and as he breathed in, he could smell that scent, the one that always made him think of Ross and yet he only could smell it when they were close but never this close. The aroma was almost too much for him and he thought for a panic stricken second that he would faint as he breathed in deeply, willing his body to hold still, to stay upright and he lifted up his eyes, to stare into Ross’ face.
The sight of that milky skin, a slight tinge of white around the ears and down the cheeks made his heart flip and skip a beat or two. He could see the pores even and the small hidden zit near the chin only made him think how wonderful Ross looked, how handsome he was up close and Ty felt his hands lift up and tentatively touch the slender waist of the boy in front of him. Boy? No, Ross was all man to him right now, the way he had moved up so fast and held him, stopped the panic that was only a hairbreadth away from overtaking him.
Everything felt so perfect as they stood there, his whole body stopped its wild desire to run away and yet the excitement seemed to hold the panic at bay too. He couldn’t understand all the weird thoughts that kept passing back and forth in his mind and yet deep in his belly he could feel a different sense of thought growing, one that was reaching upwards to ease the fear that surrounded his heart and held his body captive. Ty didn’t even flinch as he just let the thoughts come slowly upwards, their warmth caressing his aching body and while it soothed his spirit it also seemed to make him more aroused.
His face tilted to one side as he felt Ross’ hand brushing the side of his cheeks and he looked into the blue eyes, seeing a strange glow that only made his heart thunder louder in his ears. His pulse seemed to be racing as he felt the soft caress against his skin and he stepped in closer, pushing his body forward as his hands tightened around Ross thin waist. It was strange, to be standing like this with Ross, feeling his breath against his face and knowing that his own breath was blowing against Ross’ own milky white skin. The ache in his crotch seemed to rise with each passing second and yet as he leaned in closer, he was sure he could feel a growing wetness in his groin, unsure if his body was leaking or if the excitement was simply making him sweat to the point of drenching his clothes.
His body twitched uncontrollably as he felt Ty’s hands lightly take hold of his waist and for a second panic searched for a hold inside but the desire to feel more was no match for the fears and they were quickly tossed aside. Instead he felt himself staring into Tyson’s face, feeling a new surge of desire filling his thoughts with wild visions of their naked bodies twisting and turning on a sunlit beach and yet he knew there was no beach near by. Instead he felt an overwhelming urge to feel the press of Ty’s lips against his and as his eyes fluttered a little he kept them open as his head tilted to the opposite side of Ty’s head. His lips felt dry and yet he didn’t care as he felt their bodies getting closer, removing what little air there was between them and his heart seemed to suddenly just stop.
Sweat seemed to suddenly just pour from every opening in his body as his lips touched lightly the thin lips of Tyson. Every muscle in his body suddenly twitched and screamed out as the fire exploded in his mouth. He couldn’t believe the power that suddenly began to course thru every fibre of his being. His blood was already near boiling point as he tasted the salty flesh of Ty’s mouth and his heart began to thunder in his ears. His hands moved to hold tightly against Tyson’s face, squeezing the cheeks as he body arched inwards, and he felt a sharp digging pain in the flesh of his buttocks and he knew that Ty was pulling him in even further and that knowledge suddenly made the fears all flee in defeat from around his heart.
Every ounce of his 134 pounds seemed to be quivering as he felt Ty’s hands digging deep into the flesh of his buttocks and his own hands now moved down from the warm flushed cheeks of Ty’s face to reach around behind, to hold onto the shivering back as their lips seemed to suddenly be glued together as they kissed hard. He could feel his mouth open slightly and even as the thought registered he felt the hard press of a wet moist throbbing piece of flesh and knew that he was tasting another man’s tongue as it snaked between their locked mouths. His body sagged a little as the hot twisting piece of flesh pressed past his teeth and entered his own steaming mouth.
Ross could taste the flesh and he sighed deeply, feeling the warmth deep in his belly as his groin began to throb more and the ache in his rectum became more intense. Nothing had ever made him feel this hot, this alive as he pressed his full 5ft 8in body into Ty’s own quivering 5ft 7in frame. His arms now grabbed for anything it could find to press and pull at. The fingers dug deeply into whatever flesh there was and pulled back, willing the boy’s body to curve into his own and make them both become just one body. His legs ached as he stepped hard into Ty’s body, feeling the sticky warmth that was now becoming a burning fire of desire.
His tongue seemed to have a mind of its own as suddenly he felt it reaching past his teeth and pushing past the white enamel of Ross’ own teeth. His heart roared as his mouth was suddenly filled a host of new sensations that his mind couldn’t decipher. Each flick of his wet tongue made his mind confused as the new tastes overwhelmed his senses. He felt the strange warm tastes filling his belly and they seemed to simply fuel the raging fires that now burned deeply within him and for a second his eyes opened, to stare into the thunderous blue skies that were Ross’ eyes. His heart roared even louder as it suddenly felt the power coming into his own body and he was sure that he saw streaks of pure white lightning arcing across from those swirling blue orbs that now filled his vision with their beauty and their power.
His legs trembled and his arms quivered uncontrollably as he struggled to hold onto the twisting body within. Ross’ body was twisting and turning, trying to melt into Ty’s own mass of burning flesh and his lungs ached as he felt the last of his air escape from within. His body was slowly being starved of all oxygen as they held each other tightly, their mouths locked together in a seeming unbreakable bond.
Just as suddenly as they had come together they found themselves apart, both of them panting for air as their bodies continued to shake a little, their hands still holding onto each other but the strength was gone from the fingers and hands. Each boy stood there, afraid to let go, unsure if they could even stay standing as they panted and tried to catch their breath. It was merely a calm before the coming storm and both knew it as they looked into each other’s face, seeing a mirrored reflection of deep passion that had suddenly been awakened by their brief but deep kisses.
Ross was about to say something but Ty raised his hand up and lightly pressed two fingers against Ross’ lips, stifling the coming words. The touch was electrifying to him and his body shook a little. He just stared into that face, memorizing exactly how it looked at that instant and then he reached back down to pull Ross’ hands off his trembling hips and stepped back a few inches. His face was afire or so it looked to Ty as his own face smiled at Ross.
His hands moved up to his front, reaching for the pale buttons of his shirt and he started to slowly unbutton them, a strange coolness wafting across him as he felt a strange shiver in his body. Every nerve seemed to be tingling as he undid button after button and let the shirt finally fall open. His eyes never once left Ross’ face and as the shirt opened and exposed the white flesh of his upper body he could see the desire flashing in Ross’ eyes. Strange but the sight of that desire only made him grin a little but at the same time it made his hand reach down for his jeans button, finding that it was already popped open which only made him grin wider.
Looking back up at Ross he saw the rise and fall of his chest as he just kept staring at him. God he looked so hot, sweat dripping from his eyebrows as he watched every move that Ty made. It was unreal to feel those eyes on him as he let the pants open and quickly stepped out of them. His whole body shivered a little as he stood there, wearing nothing now but a pair of dark blue jockey shorts, the thin fabric stretched tight by the bulge of his throbbing penis and the shirt tails of his pale blue shirt just lightly covering the sides of his trembling thigh muscles.
Ty stood up straight and tall and looked at Ross. His own green eyes sparked with the flames of desire that were flickering through his whole body as he saw the way Ross was now staring at him. He felt the desire coming towards him and it made him shiver a little, the excitement of standing like this in front of another man was what dreams were made of, standing like this in front of Ross was beyond what he had ever dreamed. He could feel the fire inside of not just his own body but inside of Ross too as he let his hands reach out towards Ross’ trembling body.
His mind was overwhelmed and he didn’t know what to do as he watched the jeans push down Ty’s lanky body. He saw the milky white flesh come into view and he sucked back on his saliva, swallowing it hard as he watched the way the stomach muscles scrunched up and rolled as Ty bent over to yank the pants off of his body. His legs looking so perfect in the room’s light and yet his eyes barely glanced at them, instead his focus being held by the dark blue cloth that rested in a v shape around the centre of Ty’s body. He could see the way the bulging groin filled and stretched the sheer blue material, and he licked his lips because he knew exactly what was inside and yet even that knowledge didn’t seem to stop the wild desire that burned hotly inside of him.
Ross felt like he was suddenly glued into one spot. His hands clenched and unclenched at his side as he watched the way the thick bulge moved to one side as first one leg then the other was raised so as to pull the pants off. His eyes didn’t dare look elsewhere and yet somehow he seemed to sense that Ty was grinning at him and he too could feel his face break open in a wide smile. The sight of Ty’s almost nude body was making him sweat and he felt the rivers of water dripping off his face and he reached up to wipe it away, afraid that it would cloud his vision.
Deep within his own body he could feel the ache growing and the desire reaching upwards as he saw the way Ty now stood in front of him. There was nothing more exciting or desirable as the tall dark haired boy was to him in that instant. No other image could equal the sheer beauty that was Tyson and he felt a strange glow inside, knowing that no matter what the future would hold for him and Ty, he would always have this special moment to recall, this special instant to replay in his mind and so he stood very still, his mind capturing every nuance, every gesture, every mark. Nothing escaped his minds camera as he stared enthralled at the beauty of Ty and his 5ft 7in body. He could see the tiny hairs just barely visible around the centre of his chest, the way the tiny tuft of hair strands were edged upwards at the leg band of the jockey shorts. Even the way the taut fabric seemed to glow in the rooms light was captured for later replay and through it all he felt his own body yearning for more, desiring to create more than just a single image of this moment and as he looked up into Ty’s face, he could see the same thought racing thru Ty’s own mind.
It was almost as if he could read Ross’ mind and he smiled once more, the dimples on his cheeks deepening as he looked into Ross’ face. The way his nostrils seemed to flare were almost too much and he felt his cock stirring, felt it ache and he knew that no matter what else happened, they would always have this moment to share, to relive whenever they needed to. Ty sighed as he stared at Ross, feeling the power of his own desire mingle with Ross’ own needs and his head turned to stare at the bed that now seemed to beckon both him and Ross. He reached out with his hand and taking the sweaty hand of his friend, he led him to the bed and there he turned and reached back up and kissed Ross briefly on the lips. His tongue flicked out once, tasting the wetness and brushing up against the teeth and then he pulled back and stepped back till the back of his leg bumped up against the side of the bed.
The pain of desire in his heart was almost too much and as Ty let his hand go he felt himself tremble a little and then in a flash his hands were quickly pulling at his own shirt, unbuttoning the few remaining buttons in a blur. Ty stood there, his eyes seemed to be laughing and yet within the green swirling mist Ross could see the burning desire waiting, just waiting and he knew exactly what it was waiting for as his hands moved faster now, pushing at his jeans without even bothering to unbutton them.
There was a slight stab of pain as he pushed his pants past the aching throbbing groin and yet all he could think of was to get them off, to release the flesh that was hid by the trappings of civilization. Strange how he suddenly felt this burning desire to be stark naked and as he pushed the pants down, he felt the sudden rise in desire and he looked upwards to see Ty licking his lips. God the way he rolled his tongue across those thin lips only made Ross quiver and yank harder and in a mere second or two he had his pants and underwear laying at his feet. His breath was a bit erratic as he stood up and stared at Ty.
Ty held back a soft whimper as he saw the pants pushing past the bulging groin and his eyes widened as he saw the pink throbbing pole suddenly showed itself. He felt a strange giddiness inside as he stared at the throbbing penis and the small milky white dab of pre cum that rested off centre of the purple blue head. He swallowed hard as he realized just how much Ross desired him and how much he ached for Ross. It was the sight of Ross’ cock was the proof he needed to finally put to rest all the doubts and fears that he had and he raised his head to stare into Ross’ blue eyes.
It was a strange sight that greeted him as he felt a warmth filling every part of his body. He couldn’t explain it, he knew that new matter how long of a time would pass between now and whenever, he could never put into words the way he felt this instant just staring at Ross and seeing all he was seeing. His body felt almost as if it was floating and yet he knew that he was simply falling back onto the bed, his eyes fixed firmly onto Ross’ face, seeing the long dirty blond hair flowing across his naked shoulders. The strands of hair flying in all directions as the nostrils flared and the light gleamed off of the white teeth that were showing as Ross’s body began to loom over his.
Tyson felt the bed beneath him and then he felt air and then once more the firm press of the bed’s mattress on his back and now he looked up to see that face, see those eyes, the pink firm lips, all of it now above him and as he laid there, he could feel the soft tingling caress of the fine strands of hair that wisped across his upper chest. The tips dangling and rubbing among his own tiny chest hairs, some strands even wrapping around the hard pink flesh of one nipple and he licked his lips as he felt the excitement rising inside. His man had finally been awakened and he laid there, feeling the power still of his single press, feeling the desire as it came and pushed him down onto the bed and now he felt the wind blowing across his groin and his eyes looked down his frame, to see the hard pink skin of his 6 ¼ inch tall cock waving in the air. He felt the wind blowing past it, trying to cool the fire that burned within that throbbing piece of flesh but he knew deep in his soul that nothing would cool his ardour for Ross and so once more he turned his face upwards.
As his face lifted back up he felt the sudden press of lips against his and in surprise his mouth opened to suddenly find itself being filled hungrily by the twisting and turning tongue of his man. The taste of Ross’ tongue was even more amazing as it filled him, reached down deep past his throat to lick at the back of his mouth and then swirl around to taste him in places he didn’t know another could ever reach but Ross did and his hands flew upwards, encircling the towering boy above him and he felt Ross’ own hard 6 ¼ inch pole dig deep into his the space between his thigh and his groin. The touch was like a match to dry kindling, and he felt the wetness of pre cum as it slowly trickled down between the crack of his leg and groin.
The push of Ross’ tongue deep in his throat was still making his head swim when he felt a hard press of a hand on his bulging groin. He could feel Ross’ hand as it pressed down on the mound of flesh inside his shorts and he knew that shortly the two of them would no longer be boys but would have joined that ranks of manhood and it made his heart swell with pride. His blood flowed fast now as he felt Ross’ hand pushing and prodding at his 6-¼ inch long cock that was still captured by his jockey shorts. He could feel the hand reaching around the thin stretched plastic band around the leg of his jockey shorts and the tips of Ross’ fingers now pressed into his swollen groin, feeling the leathery sac of his balls and he groaned loudly, even with the tongue still inside his mouth.
Ty felt like he would pass out from the wonderful sensations that now seemed to be rolling all thru his entire body at will. They reached every part of him, leaving nothing untouched by their warmth and their strangeness. It was all new to him and yet felt so good, so right that he wondered why it had taken so long for him to feel this, why it had taken him so long to finally give in to his desires. He felt the tears welling up around his eyes as Ross’ hot breath wafted across his cheeks and he opened his eyes to see that face pressing down on his. It was better than anything he had ever dreamed of and he held tightly to the body above him as he started to finally kiss back, to tease the tongue lodged deep in his throat and at the same time twist and turn his hips to force Ross’ hand to touch him all over, to touch one side then the next.
The moans made his body shake and shudder as they came from all around his own aching body as well as from inside. The sounds came into his mouth that was covering Ty’s own hot mouth and he felt the hot air blowing into his own lungs from Ty’s and it only drove him wilder. His whole body felt like it was suddenly on fire and that only pressing harder, only by grabbing the hot flesh more could he extinguish the flames that seemed to be licking at him from deep inside his body. His groin hurt so badly that he didn’t know pain could be so harsh and yet so pleasurable as he struggled with the new emotions that kept confusing his mind and yet drove him onwards even more.
His eyes were misted from the sweat that poured from his forehead and yet despite the incessant roar of his heart in his ears he was certain he could hear each drop as it struck the steaming flesh of Ty’s chest. It was like rolling thunder or maybe the hard beat of a base drum as the noise filled his thoughts with a strange desire to feel more, to hear it get louder and he broke apart.
Ross raised his head from the panting body beneath him and his hand stopped its desperate grope of the hot burning flesh contained under the thin blue fabric. He looked down at Ty and saw the sparks flying every which way and yet he knew that no matter what direction they took, each bolt of passion would find its way straight to his own aching heart, just as his own flashes of heat would reach Ty’s own thundering heart. His body ached and trembled all at once as he stared briefly then with a set jaw and fixed gaze, he leaned up and reached down with both hands.
His body lifted upwards from Ty’s shaking body and his hands felt for the thin waistband, then with his fingers hooked inside, the backs resting on the rolling stomach muscles, he pulled the thin shorts down, feeling Tyson’s legs coming upwards underneath his own raising buttocks and in a flash he felt the empty shorts floating freely in his hands. He looked over at Ty and saw the glazed look that now coated his green emerald shade eyes. It was like a shimmering pool of green and yet within he could see the sparks once more growing, feel their heat growing as he tossed the empty pair of underwear to one side and leaned back down, only this time he felt the warm touch of feet against his body and the smile that came over his face only made the boy underneath him grow hotter and sweat more.
The drops of water continued to beat against the steamy flesh and he could feel his hair as it flashed past the trembling stomach muscles. The press of Ty’s toes on his upper chest made him stare down at the body under his. He could see the way it writhed from side to side, trying to position itself and he smiled inside, feeling so much that he wasn’t sure if it was love, lust, or both. The knees rested against his arms and as he stared down, he felt the heat rising upwards, felt the power of desire coming from Ty towards him like a speeding train. He waited, knowing it would hit and yet as it finally did, he was still stunned by its strength and its energy. He shivered and felt himself leaning backwards a bit, enough so that his arms came up a bit and as they did he felt Ty’s legs slip under them so that now the legs were above his arms.
He sat back a little, his rear resting on Ty’s upper legs. The press of Ty’s hard penis into his balls was tantalizing and for a second he thought about just reaching down and holding it in one hand while lowering his own body onto the throbbing pole but he knew that would come later, now he needed to satisfy the growing ache between his legs and within Ty’s upraised buttocks. Strange, sitting there and still he could think, or maybe it wasn’t that he was thinking but feeling instead, that it wasn’t a thought from the mind but instead a deeper connection and as he set his left hand down onto the bed, his other reached down and settled Ty’s legs over his strong shoulders. Ross’ face now loomed over the body and all grew still. There was no more twisting, no more sliding around as the two bodies grew calm and still as the two pair of eyes now locked onto each other.
The moans had stopped, the groans no longer filled the room with their deep noise and all that could be heard was the soft sound of drops of sweat falling onto a gathering pool of water on the flat calm stomach of Ty. Ross was amazed at how he could notice all this and still see absolutely nothing but Ty’s eyes. The shimmering green was almost like a drug, the way it was just there filling his mind with a sense of happiness that he had never experienced before in his entire life. This had to be love because if it wasn’t, he didn’t think he could survive falling in love then. The pain around his heart hurt and yet didn’t. It was all so strange and so wonderful that he wanted it to never end and as he continued to look into Ty’s eyes he felt like Ty felt the same, almost as if he could even hear him saying it to him, whispering it to him in that soft sounding voice of his that he used when he was pleased.
There was so much that made him care about Ty that he couldn’t begin to list them and yet as he stood there, his body poised over Ty’s, it all came flooding into him even as his hand grabbed at his throbbing cock, feeling the sticky pre cum that was oozing out in a steady stream, the thoughts continued to fill his mind and he knew that they were coming from his heart, that this wasn’t just a casual thing. For a moment or two it frightened him and he saw an answering quiver of fear in Ty’s face too as his own eyes smouldered, as the passion continued to rise up inside and for that moment in time he swore that his life was Ty’s forever and as if Ty had heard him, he heard the same words come back to him, to fill his heart with their power and as the sound of each word echoed within the chambers of his thundering heart, his body lowered itself, his hard 6 ½ inch pole slicing deep between the fleshy cheeks of Ty’s buttocks.
It was like the skies had suddenly opened up over their heads as he felt the power of their union crashing past their flesh. His body shook as the press of his cock penetrated the virgin love canal that was Ty’s rectum. The slight hesitation, the slight tremor as his cock pressed up against the tight waiting hole only heightened the power that came pulsing into his body from his cock head and then as his pole slid in a bit further, he felt the power come crushing down all around the shaft as well.
Part of him heard the cry of pain and yet even as the sound registered he also heard a strange gurgling cry of joy surging forward, overtaking the anguished sound of pain. His whole body shook as he felt his hips moving inwards, the legs on his shoulder suddenly growing heavier and the sweat on his brow suddenly becoming a raging torrent of water as his body joined at last with Tyson’s own heaving body.
The pain was unlike anything he had ever felt before; it was both searing and cooling all at once. His whole body shook to the power of that rolling pain that suddenly filled every pore of his body with its terror and yet even as he was feeling that stunning force another new sensation began to form at the bottom of his body, at the centre of where the pain had first entered his body. Ty cried out from the pain and yet even as the echo of that pain had just begun to form he felt the warmth filling his body in a way that made him arch upwards, made him push up instead of slinging away.
It was at one second like having a huge pole of fire shoved into his body and yet at the same time it was like feeling as if he was finally whole, as if a long last piece had finally been found and returned to its rightful place in his body. His legs quivered and shook, his arms stretched away from Ross’ shoulders and hit the bed hard as he bit his lower lip. The sweet taste of his blood swirled around the strange blue mist that clouded his vision as he felt the hard press deep inside. He could feel his muscles stretching in places that had never been touched before, not even by his own hand and yet it all felt so perfect, so right that he ached for more, ached to feel it all and his body leaned upwards, his arms pressed hard into the bed in an effort to add to the upward thrusting of his lower body.
The muscles around his thighs were as rigid as steel girders and still he wanted more, still he urged his body to provide more force, more power to the deep hard thrusts of his body as he felt the press of Ty’s body meeting his own. The strange warmth had long since passed from being strange, now it was nothing more than just one more raging inferno of fire that flickered at his very soul. He could feel the heat turn white hot as his body moved faster and as Ty’s own thrusts upwards came harder and quicker too. The press of flesh around his throbbing cock was no longer distinguishable from the tight hold of the pink hole around the burning flesh of his shaft.
The air in his lungs were long since gone and he could feel his chest heaving for oxygen as he pushed down harder, feeling the thick head of his cock driving past the soft sinews inside of Ty’s body. He could feel their heat and their strength as his power over rode them and surged past them, forcing his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. Ross felt the ground opening up underneath him as his body continued to ram itself into the thrusting flesh of Ty. Nothing else seemed to exist as his body twisted and turned, as his body grew numb from the constant drain of blood that was needed to fill the burning urges of his penis.
Ty was certain that Ross would poke his cock through his whole body, that the tip would find it way up and through his throat and yet he wanted that, desired it above all else as he continued to will his young body upwards to meet each downward push. His legs were no longer capable of feeling, the blood long since drained as his own cock was pushed and wedged between the crushing flesh of their two bodies. He felt the strange hardness inside, the strange ache in his groin as his balls were now threatening to simply explode as they were so hard, so full and he opened his eyes, seeing nothing but a flashing sheet of pure powder blue tinged by white.
Sheet after sheet of blue came arcing down at him and he felt them strike his body, strike deep past the drenched sweat of his heaving chest. He could feel the pure energy of their power as it reached for his thundering heart and as the sheets of blue hit, he felt his whole body shaking in a spasm of uncontrollable jerks. The harsh pain in his balls was suddenly gone and now was travelling along the thick blood gorged veins and arteries of his cock. He felt the explosion of his groin just as he felt a hard press of dancing flames lick at the very edges of his soul. The flames were white hot as they touched his very spirit and his head rolled from side to side and saliva dribbled out from the corners of his mouth, blood from his lips tinting it with a soft pink hue.
The hot sting of Ty’s milk penetrated the growing fog of his brain and he knew that he was close to his own explosion of passion and yet he tried desperately to hang on longer, desperate to wait till at least the last of Ty’s own flow of mania had passed, desperate to insure that Ty would be able to feel it all, to experience it just as he was now experiencing Ty’s wonderful explosion. It was sensational, the way each stinging slap of hot thick cream felt as it struck the burning flesh of his body. He could feel his muscles twisting and turning and he knew that every pore of his body was open, struggling to soak up all of the thick cream that now was beginning to coat his chest and stomach. It felt so good, so hot and so enticing that his body couldn’t stop, couldn’t slow down to revel in the simple pleasure of just feeling the drops hit, instead it roared out and thrust down harder and faster than before. The blood left his legs and arms, left his mind and the chambers of his heart filled faster and pumped faster, the blood boiling from the friction and from the burning flames of his desire.
His body was like a jackhammer gone wild. It thrust in and out so fast that his body was a blur and yet each thrust filled deeply the waiting body beneath him. The speed was matched by the upward thrusts of the already spent body and yet it kept going, willing him on and he could feel the sheer power of Ty’s will as he started to shudder. His legs stretched out even further with one more aching push of his body and as the thick fiery cock head reached its deepest point yet, he felt the sudden shaking of his whole body, felt the sudden trembling of his heart and the strident voice of his soul as his body could hold back no longer.
The sudden release was like a new lease for his groin, it dug in even deeper, pressing the hot throbbing pole right into Ty’s eagerly awaiting body and as the hot thick cream came flooding out along the inside of the hot aching shaft, blood filled every artery and vein around the shaft, boiling hot blood that only heated up the passing cream to almost boiling point itself.
With a loud gut wrenching cry of pain, Ross reared back for a brief second, and then with every ounce of strength of his entire body he fell forward, sending his entire body down in one last final thrust that sent the hot throbbing pole further and deeper even as the first stream of hot heavy thick cream came flooding out in a gushing roar of pure power and energy. It sped deep down inside the waiting body and scalded the soft velvet sides and yet Ty seemed unaffected. His body didn’t shrink from the burning flood of milk and instead it wrapped around the quivering hot pole, tightening around the steaming flesh even more than ever before, squeezing up against the skin, forcing the pole to hold still even as the head continued to spread open wider, more hot sticky cream flooding out, filling Ty’s canal with its thick substance, coating the sides even as ti burned them raw with its fire.
In that instant of pure fire, of pure passion they became one, their lives forever linked together in a bond of love that was made from the deep power of their hearts and in that flash of heat, that one burning instant of fulfillment, Ross new that nothing on heaven or earth could separate them from each other and out of that sweating moment of pure love, they forged the first link of their new lives and together they passed from childhood into being full fledged adulthood. No longer were they mere boys, for now their bodies had finally joined and their love was no longer shackled by doubts and insecurity of youth, instead they were now firmly on the path of manhood and still the milk came flooding out and into Ty’s eager and accepting body.
The hand continued to shake the shoulder of the officer, and as he looked on he was amazed at how soundly the Commander could sleep given all that had happened these last few days. Now, here at the end when the mission was finally nearing its conclusion, the Commander was in a deep sleep. Whatever the man was dreaming about must be good though; the smile on Commander Tyson Watson’s face certainly was wide.
The seaman finally saw the green eyes opening and he saw the face staring up at him through the blue light that filled the cabin. Strange but he was certain that he saw a sort of blue tint in those eyes for just a second as his Commander grew more awake. The officer stood up on his elbows and the seaman backed off a little to give the man room to swing his long legs out of the bunk and onto the floor.
Ty “What is it Parker?”
Seamen Parker “Zephyr is returning Commander, they just signalled as they left Iraqi air space.”
Ty “Good, anything else?”
Seamen Parker “Yes Sir, they said they had picked up all airmen, no serous injuries Sir.”
Ty ‘Good, a perfect mission then, thank you Parker, is the Captain on the bridge?”
Seamen Parker “Yes Sir, he’s asked that you join him there Sir.”
Ty “Okay, thank you, tell him I am on my way”
Seamen Parker “Yes Sir”
He left the Commander’s cabin and began to make his way forward towards the bridge of the aircraft carrier Nimitz, shaking his head and wondering what it was about officers and how cold they seemed. He sure as hell wouldn’t be like that if given a chance, but then he didn’t really want to be an officer, he just didn’t want all that responsibility.
To think, his best friend lost over enemy territory for two days and here he was, sleeping and dreaming about some pussy no doubt, judging by that wide smile that was on his face and all the time a rescue mission was proceeding, uncertain if there were anyone alive to rescue. Christ, Officers, go figure!
Commander Tyson Watson, Ty to his friends, stared at the image shown in the shaking mirror of his cabin, smiling at his reflection. It had been a tough few days but he knew it would all work out, the second he had received word that Viper had gone down, he knew in his heart that it wouldn’t be for long. Beside, Viper’s pilot wouldn’t dare be absent for long, especially considering that tomorrow was Thursday.
