Night Prowler (6)
Chapter 6
Part 1
Grant leaned back in the car seat as he watched his young friend bending over his crotch. Christ, he was good, the way he could get anyone, and he meant anyone, to do his bidding. He’d show them all, even his father just how much of an operator he could be. He had the gift of the power, and he knew how to use that power without any remorse, any feelings of guilt. That was what made him so dangerous to others who might otherwise stand in his way.
Chris was one of those, one who if he had any balls could actually topple him, but just like he knew, Chris was too weak to even think about it, let alone actually do it. He was just another of the peons that he was forced to deal with. Andy would be another to fall to his needs, though he had to admit so far, it hadn’t actually worked out the way he had planned. The kid didn’t seem to care about his position, his or Grant’s, and that was dangerous. It was no good to be rich if it didn’t matter to someone.
The car was pulled off to the side and he didn’t really care if anyone saw or not, besides, he would use the excuse that he had passed out if he saw anyone coming, and then he would feign outrage at his friend for taking advantage. Another good weapon in his arsenal was his ability to change moods plus he was a damn good actor. He had his own parents fooled so many times that it was almost obscene.
He felt Chris fumbling with his pants and he smiled, enjoying the obvious discomfort that Chris was feeling, and he didn’t make it any easier. He just laid there, resting back in the seat refusing to shift or move or anything as Chris struggled in undoing his pants. The touch of Chris’ hands on his groin was exactly thrilling, he really would have preferred it to be some nicely manicured fingers from a buxom female, but hell, it was late and he just didn’t feel like the drive into town for a hooker. Besides, Chris had a nice mouth, and Chris did want his help, so why not enjoy his obvious discomfort and get his rocks off at the same time?
Chris couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. His heart was pounding in his ears and he could hear himself swearing, wishing nothing but evil to befall Grant Waddington II. How his father expected him to keep this up he hadn’t a clue, but he knew that if he was able to ask his father if he should go this far or not, his father would find a way to say no and yet make him feel like he should. It really wasn’t fair that he should be obligated to do this, and what was worse; he knew that Grant would hold this over his head for his entire life. There would be no escaping his manipulations or power once his lips touched Grant’s cock.
He couldn’t believe how much trouble he was having in getting the pants undone. They were those button slide clip type pants that he hated. He had a few pairs of them and he hated the way he struggled even with those, now he was really pissed. Sweat was beading up on his forehead and he could tell that Grant was enjoying his frustration. Damn bastard, one day he would have his chance, one day he would be able to get even and then he’d see who had the last laugh.
Finally the pants were undone and he started to unzip the fly, trying to figure out how he was going to survive doing this thing, when he heard Grant telling him to hurry it up, that he didn’t have all night. Fucking pig, he was laughing at him and he felt like just driving his fist into the groin and then tossing Grant’s car keys off into the night, but he knew that he couldn’t do it. He wished he could, but he couldn’t stand to see his mother in the poor house, and he doubted if his siblings could handle public school, least not where they lived.
With a new sense of resolve, he managed to open the pants and spread them out so he could slide them down from Grant’s hips. He held onto the waistband of both the pants and Grants silk boxer shorts and yanked them down. He didn’t plan on being gentle and yet he didn’t get a single word of admonishment from Grant. It was almost as if he enjoyed the roughness and as he managed to get the clothes down so that the cock was out and exposed, he wondered if maybe Grant really was a closet homo?
As the pants slid down, he could feel the sudden warmth hit his face and a sweet pungent odour assailed his nostrils. Chris found himself breathing it in and for some strange unknown reason his own groin ached a little, almost as if it was slightly excited by the sudden aroma or was it the blurred sight of Grants cock sticking up, staring at him?
The thought that another male’s private parts could excite his body was strange and unsettling to him. He wasn’t queer in the least, so he believed, and yet this was rather exciting. He didn’t particularly care for being forced into this position, and he really wasn’t looking forward to having to touch that, that thing, but shit, if he was honest, it was all kind of exhilarating to his mind. The idea that someone could force him to do this was in itself both annoying and yet the feeling of satisfying another person was pleasing. Christ, he had to be sick, this wasn’t right, and he was not a bloody faggot!
Grant felt the zipper grating along his hard cock as Chris yanked his pants and boxer’s down, and the pain was almost like a pair of teeth scratching at his pole and he smiled, enjoying the feeling and wondering if Chris would maybe be a bit rough with his dick? The idea was kind of exciting to him, he really didn’t go for this gentle crap that many of the girls he had always wanted. Besides, this was a physical need, not some romantic bullshit that you always read about. He just wanted to get his rocks off, to shoot his load and be done with it, but all the girls wanted was to be told how good they were, how much he loved them, like he could ever love someone who wasn’t his equal?
Chris had his hand resting on one side of Grant’s thigh. He could feel the pulse, the beat of Grant’s heart as he summoned up his nerve to actually reach out and touch the pink pole that was staring at him. It looked so big to his eyes, and his mind said no way that thing would fit in his mouth but then if he was purely analytical about it, Grants dick really wasn’t all that big. Hell it didn’t look like it was more than maybe 5 inches, but then it really didn’t look like it was totally hard either, so what, maybe it would grow to be 6 inches or so? Hell, he could handle that; a damn hot dog was bigger if you got those really long ones.
With a great deal of nervousness, Chris started to move his one hand across the flat belly. He felt Grant’s muscles reacting and that too was kind of different for him, it was almost as if he had some power over the great Grant Waddington, but he knew that was only an illusion. Sure the muscles moved, but this was a physical thing, but still, it was kind of nice to feel. He pressed his hand down and he could feel the muscles rolling out of the way and that made him pause a little. He stared and saw that Grant’s cock was growing, that his touch was actually having an effect on Grant, and that turned his nausea into a minor annoyance, as he started to feel very different about the whole situation.
Looking at the cock, Chris could see the skin slowly tightening, slowly becoming taut as he moved his hand around the shaft now, feeling the pubic hairs that were short and wiry. He felt the soft flesh under the hairs and he poked at them, watching the cock move and sway to it, and it made him actually lick his lips. Damn, was he enjoying this? That was impossible but the racing sound of his heart made him pause as he continued to stare at the growing penis.
He could see the veins starting to show up clearer in the night’s glow as his hand pressed all around the cock itself. He even felt a small tremor racing through Grant’s body as he leaned in closer, his eyes wanting a closer look at the cock. He saw the head growing redder than the rest and he could feel the heat rising up, getting hotter as his hand continued to stroke around the shaft, continued to feel another man’s groin.
This wasn’t right, he shouldn’t be enjoying this feeling, but fuck, he was. Chris couldn’t explain it to himself as his mind became engrossed in watching Grant’s cock grow and become solid. He was amazed at how much it did grow too, as it had to be sticking out almost 7 inches now. Okay, maybe not that long, more like 6 ¾ inches but still it had grown a lot and all he did was rub the soft groin. He could also feel himself licking his own lips, as if he really was interested in tasting that long pole. It didn’t look all that thick either, and he smiled, thinking it did rather resemble one of those longer than normal hot dogs. About the same length, and about 1-¼ inches thick which really was a bit less than the hot dog.
Christ, if Grant knew his dick was being compared to a bloody hot dog, haha, he would sure freak but then that also made Chris smile. He could enjoy this, at least in his own mind as his hand now touched the hard cock shaft. He felt a sudden tension in not only his body, but in Grant’s and he stopped for a second, unsure of what to do next. There was no doubt that his touch had made Grant jump a little and his eyes widened as he saw a growing whiteness coming up from the centre of Grant’s cock head. Shit, it looked so weird, and he realized that he was actually exciting Grant, that it was his touch that was sending those small tremors up and down Grant’s body.
It was kind of scary though, because while his touch had sent tremors thru Grant’s body, the touch had also made his own body react. He was sure he had felt his leg do a little jerk and twist motion and there seemed to be a strange glow inside of him, a strange warmth that he really hadn’t felt before. It was like he was actually eager to do this, as if his body wanted it and he knew that couldn’t be right, he liked girls, he didn’t like guys.
Grant “Come on, quit playing, or are you refusing to be my friend?”
Chris “No, I will do it, shit man, I never did this before, okay? Just sit back and let me do this my way, you can at least do that, can’t you?”
Grant “Well, I don’t want to be out here all night Christopher, but as long as you speed it up a little, do it your way, just do it”
Chris sensed the menace behind the words and he knew that Grant really would do everything he could to fuck his dad’s deal if he didn’t do this. The turmoil in his stomach was growing as he once more gazed at the hard cock that nestled between his two fingers. He sighed a little, the realization that he could argue with himself till doomsday, the point was he was going to suck Grant off because it was what was needed to get the job done, to reach the desired end.
With is resolve set; he began to slowly wrap his fingers around the still hard penis. He felt the skin and it made his own flesh start to itch. It was like his body was out of whatever mood it had been in but as he slowly started to stroke the 6 ¾ inch long pole, his mind once more began to twist things around, began to analyze the feelings that touching and holding Grant’s cock created. He felt the sweat forming on his forehead as he stared at the cock, watching it as his hand moved up and down the shaft, watching the head grow almost purple in colour and the way the heat just kept growing.
The aroma too, was having an effect on him and he found himself breathing it in more and more as his hand stroked the hard shaft faster. He saw the growing white pre cum start to ooze from the pee slit and he ran his hand up and over the thicker head, making Grant moan very softly and he felt the stickiness of the liquid on the palm of his hand as he once more slid it down the shaft, coating it with Grant’s own grease.
The feel of the pre cum also made him tremble a little and he felt a sudden surge of excitement, his mind actually wondering what pre cum would taste like. It was weird, he actually was curious and besides, Grant did want a blow job, so he found his face getting closer, his eyes growing wider as his hand continued to stroke the pole, the oozing pre cum starting to flow just a bit faster as if Grant could tell his face was getting closer.
Licking his lips he breathed in deeply once more, the strange aroma of a man’s groin filling his nostrils and he could feel his heart answering the scent, as it began to beat just a tad faster, started to make his chest ache just a little bit harder as his lips came closer. His eyes could barely see now, as they were blinking so fast as if they were the wings of a hummingbird. He felt the way his whole body suddenly seemed tense and he could even tell that Grant was just as tense, as if he was still not sure if Chris would or wouldn’t do as told.
His lips touched the milky white cream and he felt like a thunderbolt had suddenly struck him. His whole body shook in a wild spasm as his lips felt the warm fluid, then in utter amazement he felt his lips part, opening his mouth and he could feel his face going down even more, the strange smell now wafting upwards into his nostrils only an inch or so away. The tremors continued as he found his mouth slowly wrapping around the throbbing penis.
It was mind blowing, the way every nerve in his body was tingling and almost like, well like they were screaming for more and his face was obliging the screaming hordes that were his nerves. His tongue was flicking out and tasting the actual sticky cream, rolling it into the warm cavern of his mouth and he felt his cheeks suck inwards, as if they wanted to feel the sticky substance too.
Everything felt so unreal as his lips wrapped tightly around the purple coloured cock head and he felt the heat burning against his own lips and yet they seemed to be oblivious to it. All they seemed to do was grip tighter and wait for the force of his head to push them down along the pre cum coated shaft of Grant’s throbbing penis. His mind was in shock as his heart started to pound loudly, no longer afraid and his mouth wasn’t resisting as he found his face moving downwards, the hard throbbing penis between his lips, pushing into his mouth.
The muscles around his neck and shoulders were taut and he could feel the pain lancing down his backside and for some strange reason he felt his butt cheeks clenching and aching in a way he was totally unfamiliar with. His whole body began to act strangely as if it was rebelling against the mind and he could feel an animal urge to ignore his mind, to let his body have its own way and the idea was growing inside of him as his mouth moved down the throbbing pole and he could smell Grant’s groin and his eyes finally opened enough for him to see the short wiry pubic hairs racing up to greet his face.
His nose pressed into the soft belly of Grant’s groin and he felt the flesh beneath give way as he continued to push down and there was a strange force on his own head but he ignored it as he watched the tiny pubic hairs spread apart, letting his face nestle deep into the soft flesh of the groin. He felt his tongue as it rubbed along the underside of the hard cock that was now tickling the back of his throat and even the muscles there were letting the cock pass through.
Just as he had gone down slowly he could feel his head starting to move upwards with the same constant speed. It was like his body wanted to explore every strange sensation that was flooding his nerves and he could feel his whole body twitching and tingling as he pulled up the 6-¾ inch pole, licking at the sliding hot flesh of the pole as it slowly was extracted from between his lips. He came to the head, felt the bulge of the skin of the cap and his tongue suddenly leaped around, licking all around the underside of the cap and then running its raspy edge across the steaming cock head itself. It licked and sucked on the head, drawing more of the strange salty sweet pre cum out and letting it slide down his throat, as if he was using Grant’s milk to coat his own throat, letting Grant grease it and the idea was making his hands grip the base, his fingers poking downwards into the leathery sacs of Grant’s balls.
His whole mind was seeing strange sparks of blue and red as once more he started his downward ride on the hot throbbing cock. The foreign pressure on his head was ignored by the strength of his own neck and shoulder muscles and he felt the pain of his hair as it was being yanked and pulled on. He just ignored it as his body commanded and he continued to taste the strange milk and yet he could tell that he was moving faster now.
Chris could feel the stick shift digging into his side but he ignored the pain it was causing. Hell he had so many new feeling racing thru his body he couldn’t tell anymore what was what. He just ignored them all and let his body take charge as it moved quicker now, going up and down Grant’s throbbing pole and the idea of making him spew was growing in his thoughts. He wanted to know if the strange taste of the pre cum was anything like the real taste and he felt his body struggling to make Grant’s body deliver the verdict.
His head moved faster up and down the throbbing pole, his hand now cupped the small balls and began to squeeze them, as if to force them to release their precious fluid sooner. Chris could hear Grant moaning loudly now and the pressure on his head grew more intense as it finally dawned on him that Grant was digging his fingers into his scalp. That it was Grant’s fingers twisting and pulling on his hair and he realized that Grant was totally consumed by the feelings he was giving him. Christ, the bastard is a fag he thought and he smiled to himself, as he continued to suck on the throbbing pole knowing that somehow he had found a weakness in the great Grant Waddington.
Faster and faster he went, his head bopping up and down in a blur as he sucked harder, his lips holding onto the steaming pole tightly, stretching the pale skin and feeling the burning heat as he moved faster, sucked harder and squeezed mercilessly. He heard Grant trying to catch his breath, and he knew he was close, he could hear him panting now as his breath was becoming shallow and rapid and he could feel the force of the blood as it pulsed at sonic speed through the veins under his body. He felt the skin growing taut as he moved his own body a little, felt the legs under him twitch uncontrollably and he could feel the leather sac of Grant’s testicles rising upwards now.
His moment was coming and he readied himself, he could feel his throat easing a little with each thrust of his mouth, letting the steaming cock pass easier into his throat and yet his lips continued their firm press against the now saliva coated shaft. He felt the body beneath him start to buck and twist, in an effort to push upwards but he held his ground, letting Grant suffer a little as he continued to suck on the cock, continued to make it dance wildly in his mouth.
Somehow his body knew it was time, and he suddenly pulled his head almost all the way back, holding onto the very edge of the cock head with his lips and his teeth now biting down onto the hot cock head. He heard Grant scream out as his teeth bit in and then with his teeth still digging in, he pushed his head forward once more. He forced the throbbing penis back into his mouth, his lips squeezing hard against the hot flesh followed by the piercing press of his teeth along the taut skin. He heard Grant cry out and felt the body suddenly sink way down into the plush seat and then as his mouth was half way down, he felt the hard press of Grant’s hands on his head, forcing him down and at the same time, Grant’s body thrust upwards with every ounce of strength he had.
The force of the two pressures was too much and the hot throbbing cock was suddenly pressing against the very back of his throat. He felt the head banging up against his throat and then the front and off to one side and then the back again and Chris started to choke as the steady stream of hot milk just suddenly exploded into his throat.
Grants cock was bucking wildly, striking all over and it spewed its load of cream with each twist, each turn, each strike and he could feel the salty milk sliding down his throat and entering his stomach. The scent of cum filled his nostrils, which flared, and he coughed again and again as the huge load continued to be spurted into his body. He felt it rising up his throat, as he couldn’t swallow fast enough. He felt the hot cream coming and filling every part of his mouth, coating the very teeth that still were biting down onto the hot throbbing pole.
The cock shook and swung in all directions and he placed both hands on Grant’s thighs, his fingers digging into the sweaty flesh, digging deep until they touched bone and still the cock continued to shake and spew its unending load of hot cream into Chris’ mouth. He gagged then choked and finally he couldn’t hold it any longer. He felt himself pushing back, wrenching his head from under Grant’s hands and power and pulled back, cum dripping from his mouth as he swallowed what was left. He felt a splash against his chin knowing that Grants cock had shot once more, the shot striking him and for some reason, even though he was choking, he could feel his tongue wanting to leap out and lick at his own chin, to gather up the last hot shot of cum.
His whole body shook as he struggled to get control over his spasming muscles. Every part of his body was trembling as he coughed, struggling with the salty taste and the heavy cream itself. He could taste it with each cough, he could even still smell it with each breath that he drew and yet while part of him was revolted, another seemed to want more. He was confused as he leaned back into the driver’s seat, his own breath shallow and short.
Chris wiped his face with the back of his arm and he could feel himself trembling, his legs still shook as he turned his head to stare over at Grant. He saw the gleam from his eyes and he could still hear his raspy breathing as he lay there, his head staring straight upward as his torso seemed to vibrate. God, he thought looking at Grant, what a complete animal he is and with that thought, his stomach turning, he opened the car door and leaned out and threw up.
Part 2
The sun was starting to beam down as the silver siding of the trailer came into view. They had turned the corner together, and Jesse could feel his pulse racing as his eyes saw home, saw Kip’s trailer. He glanced at his watch and was surprised to find that it was almost 8 in the morning. They must have ran all the way here and yet he didn’t even realize it if they had. He was so pre occupied of what was waiting for him and Kip at the end of this walk that he hadn’t even noticed if they were walking, riding in a car, or running like demons.
Kip was on his right and he turned his head to see Kip staring at him as they both suddenly stopped at the front area of the trailer. The screen door looked old and ratty, just like the rest of the trailer actually and yet to Jesse it looked like a spacious honeymoon suite at some fancy hundred-story hotel. Christ he couldn’t believe that once they stepped inside, they would unleash the feelings for each other that seemingly had been growing since childhood. It really was strange and to think, only 24 hours earlier he had thought that Kip would toss him out if he made a move for him.
Jesse felt a bit nervous as well as being totally stoked by the idea of going inside and letting his own desires for Kip come free of his restraints. He wondered if it would be as he imagined or would it fall short of his own thoughts? He stared back into Kip’s face and thought he saw the same question inside of the tall young man. He really liked Kip and wanted to make him feel good, just as much or more than he wanted to feel good himself.
It had been a long journey to this point for him, to actually want someone and to know that someone actually wanted him. He had gone through his entire young life wondering if anyone could ever love him and now he thought he had found the answer, but what if he was wrong? What if what he thought they had wasn’t love, at least not that kind of love? Would a romp in the bed ruin the rest or would it heighten it?
The sun glittering off the blue mustang body in the front broke through his thoughts and he smiled at Kip, seeing the eyes widen a little and with a quick glance, he could see the full bulge in Kip’s pants. Well, one thing was for sure, they sure as hell were both horny as he could feel his own erection pressing hard against the jeans.
Jesse’s smile was almost too much for him and he noticed how his eyes had taken in the bulge in his pants. Christ, he must be nuts to be still standing out here but as he looked at Jesse, he felt a sort of panic. What if he wasn’t good enough to satisfy Jesse? Would Jesse be disappointed or would he understand it, or would he just shrug it off and look elsewhere for someone who was more capable? God, was he acting like some lovesick kid or what?
It was the smile, which was the problem; Jesse’s damn smile made him turn to mush and he just couldn’t resist it. He could feel the tension rising between them as they came to the screen door of his trailer and he wondered if it would ever be the same home after whatever happened in the next short time? He could feel the goose bumps along his arms as he swung the screen door open, forgetting the weak hinge and he was stunned as the door came off in his hand.
Jesse started to laugh as he stared at Kip’s expression of surprise. He had yanked the loosely held screen door so hard that it had come off in his hands and he was standing there, one foot on the stoop, the other on the dirt with a screen door in his hand. It was priceless as he laughed and slapped Kip on the back.
Jesse “I am anxious too, but geez, I don’t go around ripping the door off to get in, haha”
Kip “Oh funny, shit, oh well, we can always put it back on later, come on laughing boy, we have something to do, don’t we?”
Jesse “haha, yeah but uh, geez, remember these are your pants, wouldn’t want you to uh rip them off like you did the door, haha”
Kip “Fuck, you are a riot”
Jesse “I hope so, come on, haha”
Jesse slapped Kip’s back and opened the main door to the trailer and walked in, still laughing as his mind refused to let go of the image of Kip standing there, surprised and stunned with a screen door dangling off his long well muscled arm. Kip followed him as he leaned the screen door against the side of the trailer and he walked in, closing the door behind him.
The sound of the door closing suddenly stopped the laughing, and for a brief instant it was as if both were feeling a sense of pure panic. Neither of them spoke as they stood in the small living area, the hallway looking long and narrow towards the sleeping area. Jesse felt the sweat along his underarms and he knew it was starting to drip down his back too as he stared at what he though was a small few feet of space to the bedroom, but which now looked like a long never ending highway.
Jesse felt Kip’s presence right behind him. He could smell the faint fumes of gasoline and oil and solvent and yet he also could smell his shampoo fragrance and he wanted to just lean back into Kip’s body. Before he knew it, he was and he wasn’t even surprised to find that Kip had his arms around him now, holding him against his chest as they both stared at the hallway, both of them lost in some thought or other.
He couldn’t explain it, how good it felt to be holding onto Jesse like this, to feel his long blond hair against his chest, his head resting there just under his chin and the way his body felt in his arms was something he had never dreamed he would ever feel. Life had not been good to him and while he was able to manage a living, manage to keep his family in essentials, it had taken a big toll on him. Kip felt a bit sad at that, but he also knew that if he had to do it all over again, he would, after all they were his sisters, his brother, and his mother.
His only regret was that he hadn’t shot his father that time back when they had gone hunting. He wanted to, there was no doubt anymore in his mind that even at the tender age of 9 he had murder in his heart for his father. The man was a drunk but worse than that, he hated all people who didn’t agree with him. It didn’t matter the subject, if you disagreed with the great Keith Tanner you didn’t deserve to live, at least that was his thinking. Well, he had the chance but he was only 9, what did he know then but now, well if given the chance he wouldn’t screw it up this time around.
The smell of his own shampoo wafting up from Jesse’s hair turned his thoughts away from his life and back to the moment. He could feel the panic in his own heart and he could sense it in Jesse’s too, but he knew that no matter the outcome, they had to try to see if what they were feeling was real. He hoped he would be worthy of Jesse’s love, but no matter what happened, he knew he would always cherish these few days together. It had made him laugh, made him smile, and more than that, had given him hope that he might actually find someone to share his life with. That had to be worth something, no matter the risk or the outcome so he felt the panic subside a little as he found himself bending down and lightly kissing Jesse’s cheek.
The touch of Kip’s lips against the side of his face was like an electric shock to his whole system. He couldn’t believe how warm and fuzzy it made him feel. It was like when he was a really small child, 4 or 5 maybe and he had felt bad about something and his mother had come to pick him up in her arms, hold him tight into her chest and then kiss his cheek, patting him on the head as she arranged his hair off of his face. That was the same feeling and it made him shiver a little and the panic he was feeling no longer seemed so terrifying to him. The desire to risk it all for what might be a chance at a loving relationship was rising and he knew that the walk down that hallway was the only way to find the answers that they both were seeking.
Jesse stood back on his feet, pushing up off of Kips body and he turned to see the tall 6ft 1inch young man staring at him. He felt his fear too, as he gazed for a second into the swirling pools of Kip’s deep blue eyes. He could feel the fear, almost reach out and touch it actually but it was no different of a fear than his own so instead he just smiled, reached out with his hand for Kip’s and waited for the response. He didn’t have to wait long as their fingers touched and he felt the electric shock pass between them.
No matter what happened in the next little while, they would at least know where they stood with each other and that was something you didn’t always have a chance at. He prayed silently as with clasped fingers, the two men strolled towards the golden filled bedroom.
For most of his 19 years, Kip had dreamed about experiencing this type of moment and he could feel his head swivelling around, taking it all in as he let Jesse lead him towards his own bedroom. The room was brightly lit from the sun’s rays that poured in. He could feel it’s warmth too and normally he would be upset, wishing it were cloudy or something so he could sleep but not this morning. This morning he was glad to welcome the sun into his bedroom, so it could shine on him and Jesse, so his eyes would miss nothing of whatever happened between them, because he wanted to hold everything in his memory.
Kip stopped at the entrance to the room, letting his fingers slip away from Jesse’s. He stood there, his eyes blazing and his forehead dripping suddenly with beads of sweat, as he grew frightened by the prospect of what was about to happen. It wasn’t that he thought he was bad in bed, hell the way his clients acted he was a tiger, but this was different. Would this feel different? Would he feel a bit dirty afterwards or would he be so consumed by his desire that he’d never want Jesse to leave him?
Jesse “You okay?”
Kip “Yeah, guess I am a bit nervous”
Jesse “Christ, you too? I feel like I have a 1000 butterflies in my gut”
Kip stared at Jesse, saw the warm smile cross the young man’s face and he felt a bit better. Looking at the 5ft 9-¾ inch young man with the long flowing blond hair, he realized just how much he needed him. It wasn’t because of the full bulge in his pants either, but because of the way he acted around him, the way he talked to him and even looked at him. There wasn’t that hungry look that he had come to know from so many others. This was a look of, well, for lack of a better word, love.
Kip “Christ, you’d think we never done this before, would you?”
Jesse “haha, yeah, I guess so, it is funny though, I mean I went through school wondering and wishing even, and now here I am, standing in your bedroom and I feel like I am out on my first date”
Kip “Huh?”
Jesse saw the pained expression cross Kip’s face and he couldn’t understand it for a minute and then it dawned on him. He suddenly felt his whole body sag as he realized the gaff he had made and he reached out, his hand touching Kip’s chin and he stared up into his face.
Jesse “Not that kind of date Kip, shit, I meant, like at school, you know, I am sorry, I guess I still have a big mouth huh?”
Kip “Haha, I guess Jesse, sorry, I should have known, it is just, well, to be honest, you will kind of be, well… shit, doesn’t matter does it? I mean, we are here, we both know what we want now, so why worry about words, right?”
Kip moved towards the bed and stripped his shirt off in a flash. The sun bounced off his golden flesh and for a second blinded Jesse who was feeling a little confused by Kip’s words and then he saw the bare chest. His heart suddenly thundered out, as he stood transfixed by the tall young man and his warm gaze. He smiled back and moved inwards, coming close to Kip’s body and he could feel the warmth reaching out to touch his own soul. It was amazing how warm he felt and yet also how cool he felt.
Jesse “Kip, I, I mean I have always kind of, I really do want us to, I mean…”
Kip “Shut up Jesse and let me take your shirt off”
Jesse “Sure you want to Kip? I might respond by reaching for those pants?”
Kip “Haha, I hope so, that is the idea you know”
Jesse “haha, really? I would never have guessed, I mean that damn basket of yours keeps growing, it is a dead give away, and just how big is that weapon of yours?”
Kip “Gee, never measured it, want me to go get a tape measure or would you rather shut up and find out the hard way?”
Jesse “Bitch, yeah I want to find out the hard way, now come here, I need a kiss”
Jesse reached out with his one hand, dug it in between Kip’s body and the waistband of the pants and yanked. He made Kip stumble a little as he came forward quickly and they suddenly found themselves wrapping their arms in between each other, holding onto the other as their lips crushed into each other.
The kiss felt like pure fire touching fire. Kip almost yelled out in pain as the fire burned past his lips and raced through his mouth towards his heart. He could feel the blood bubbling as it passed by. He felt a sudden tremor in his body and he was sure that he felt one passing thru Jesse’s body too as he felt his lips crush into the warm wet lips of Jesse. It felt so good, so right that he was stunned a little. He had been joking before but the truth was, he was scared of not being able to please Jesse, and yet that all seemed to vanish as they kissed.
His thoughts now centred on doing everything possible to make Jesse happy and his hands moved up and down the young boy’s back, feeling the warm flesh under the shirt and feeling the excitement rising up in both bodies. He could feel Jesse’s groin pressing into his leg, while his own groin was pressing hard into the soft belly of Jesse. God, it felt so good and it made him feel like a real man for the first time. This wasn’t someone who was paying him, it wasn’t someone who was charging him either, it was happening because they had something between them, some bond and he couldn’t wait to explore it and find out just what it was that made them feel this way.
He reached down and placed his hands under the shirt, and he felt the warm flesh and he could feel the electricity between them grow even more potent. His fingers lingered briefly, enjoying the touch of Jesse’s bare skin and then he lifted upwards, letting the palm of his hand continue to rest on the skin while the rest grabbed the shirt and pulled it up.
The touch of the shirt against his chin and the pressure on his arms was enough for him to lean back and let his hands lift up as Kip pulled the shirt off him. He stood there, waiting for Kip to toss the shirt aside and look at his bare chest. He wanted to see his eyes, to see his expression as he found the blemished flesh and if it would make him back away. He waited, tense and nervous for he didn’t know how he would feel if Kip did what everyone did when the saw the scar around his belly.
Kip could feel a change in Jesse’s mood and he didn’t understand at as he tossed the shirt over to the corner and turned to face the young school friend, to stare at his naked chest. His desire was growing as he looked at the tan body and he let his eyes travel slowly down the young frame, devouring every part of it, staring and enjoying each hair, each curve of the flesh until his eyes finally reached the belly.
He saw the mark to one side and yet his eyes continued their travel downwards towards the bottom just under the bellybutton and he moved inwards then, not sure if it was right, but knowing it was what was needed. He watched as his hands reached out in one slow agonizing moment to grab hold of Jesse’s pants and this time, it was his turn to yank.
Jesse stumbled into Kip’s body and looked up to see the face coming down and he opened his lips this time as Kip’s lips touched his. He felt the fire inside of Kip as his tongue darted out and licked at the warm mouth, pushing past Kip’s lips to tap at the teeth, to run along their white barrier and then as if it had said the magic word, the teeth spread apart and Kip’s inside was open to Jesse’s probing tongue. He felt it thrust inside like a hungry wolf would pounce on its prey and he tasted the sweet flavour of Kip’s mouth.
He groaned and it was almost as if he had fainted, the way his body suddenly sagged in Kip’s arms and he felt Kip take his weight and hold him. It was like he had imagined, almost, and he felt at ease as his tongue probed deeply inside of Kips mouth and then it backed out as he regained his footing and he felt Kip now pressing forward, his tongue starting to lick at him. He felt the rough edge cross his lips and then roll down his upturned chin to nestle just under it, to lick at the bopping Adam’s apple he had and he could feel his legs shaking even more as he let the feelings run free thru his body.
Jesse moved in closer, almost pressing his whole body into Kip’s and wishing he could just melt into his taller body. He could feel the fire as his belly rubbed up against the bulging basket of Kip. There was no mistaking the physical desire, in either of them, as they held each other tight. Kip’s mouth moving up and down Jesse’s neck, licking it and then kissing it and then licking it again, and all the time he kept his hands firmly moving along Jesse’s back, pulling and caressing the back as he tasted the salty flesh, felt the fire coming from deep within Jesse.
His own body was aching as he clung to Kip’s body and his own hands were digging into the warm backside as he moved his knee inwards, feeling the fire that awaited him and he could feel his breath becoming shallow as the moved from side to side, gripped in the passion of the moment. The warm rays of the morning sun shone brightly into the room as they hugged and kissed.
Jesse would pull back for a second and kiss Kip’s forehead, or he would clasp his two hands around Kip’s face and pull it away so he could reach and kiss him, anywhere possible. He kissed Kip’s eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his lips, everywhere, as he just wanted to taste it all, just as Kip did to him. They moved closer, almost like they were on a dance floor, one guiding, the other following, then they would switch and the other would now guide while the other followed.
They held each other for several minutes, kissing and letting themselves taste the warm sweet flesh of the other and then finally they broke apart, to stare at each other, both boys huffing and puffing from their efforts. Both of them feeling the rising power of the others passion and desire and yet they took this time, to glance into each other’s eyes and to let the true power flow between them.
Kip felt frightened by the strong bond that suddenly appeared between him and Jesse and it made him shrink back a little, but Jesse’s fingers in his back held him and he slowly relaxed, enjoying just the simple touch and feel of another’s hands on his body, knowing that is the touch of true friendship and not because of any exchange of money.
At the first there had been this almost animal like desire to take each other and yet now, despite that all they had done was kiss and hold each other, that lust had somehow been satisfied. It was strange because the power of it had seemed so real, so commanding and yet now, they were being gripped by something even more powerful. There was no mad dash to make love, instead they found that they had the urge to explore each other and relish every second of that journey.
Together they stood and slowly undressed themselves, their eyes sparkling as they just stared at each other, their hands and legs moving on their own accord, no longer concerned with speed or touch. They just slowly undressed, removing shoes, socks and pants so that now both young men stood upright, both of them shaking a little as all that remained was the thin fabric of their underwear.
Both of them just stared, their legs trembling a little, their hands twitching a bit as they rested at their sides and the flash of lightning between their souls continued unabated as they searched each other’s hearts for comfort and for confirmation. Kip couldn’t believe how relaxed he felt even though he knew his hard cock was dripping and making a growing wet stain across the front of his boxer shorts. He even knew that Jesse could feel the desire growing inside of him as he felt Jesse’s urges touching his own soul.
They came together again, still wearing their under garments, and yet both knew inside of what was still being covered, and they both wanted to once more taste the other’s essence. Lightly the two pair of lips came closer, tenderly touching each other as they came close, their bodies now growing even closer, their hands holding the other’s body lightly in its grasp and they kissed.
The touch of lips was light and yet the power was unlike anything they had ever experienced. They could feel their hearts jump and shake to the sudden force of the kiss and they felt each other trembling as the waves of pure energy flooded their nervous system. Every nerve was on edge; tingling and ringing out from the sudden fire that blew into them. Every pore in their body was suddenly sprung open and a river of sweat suddenly poured out as their lips just brushed together.
The fire in their souls rose upward and they could feel the love wrapping around their almost naked bodies. One shorter than the other in physical stature and yet it seemed suddenly like both were tall giants striding across the heavens. The tall mountains like pebbles to them as they slowly felt the press of the other’s lips on their own.
Kip and Jesse could feel the power rising up as it began to swallow them whole, began to slowly shape them into one molten mass of emotions and they felt their hearts racing forward as the kiss ended and in unison the found themselves slowly pushing their underwear down their legs. The eyes held each other, neither set wavering from the other as they delved deeply in each other’s souls. They could feel the burning fires, and the heat was filling them both with its warmth and its consuming power.
As they stepped out of their last vestige of clothing, they both reached out for the other person, both of them slowly wrapping their arms around the other and together they slowly leaned to the side, to let their bodies fall to the bed, where they rested, laying on their sides and staring with desire and passion into each other’s eyes. Kip could feel the power of Jesse’s love as it filled his body and he could feel it rushing through his body, reaching every extremity, including his hard fully erect 8-inch penis.
He could feel it wedge between Jesse’s own groin, forcing Jesse’s own throbbing pole upwards to rest between the two bodies. He felt the hot sticky pre cum smearing across his own shaking belly as he moved his body in closer, just staring with amazement into Jesse’s eyes. The touch of his body against his own was making him shake; making him tremble with pure desire just as he knew his body was having the same effect on Jesse.
The trembling of their two bodies was nothing compared to the thunderous noise that both hearts were making as they roared faster and beat harder than either thought was possible. Both of them felt like their hearts would leap from their chests to burst in what little space existed between their two bodies. If there was space between them, it was filled by their passion for each other as their faces came closer once more.
Their arms held tight and now their legs were entwined with each other as they just lay on the bed enjoying the feeling of holding, of being held, of caring and of being cared for. Nothing could come between them at that moment and they failed to see the small head at the window near the bed and even if they had, they would have been powerless to do anything as they were gripped in the unbreakable power of their souls binding together.
The small boy stared into the window of the trailer, his eyes bulging wide open as he watched the two young men holding each other. He was sure he could see streaks of light passing between the two naked men and he felt scared for them. He almost fell backwards off the milk crate that he was standing on but he managed to hold on, praying he hadn’t given himself away but as he looked on, he was sure that they hadn’t noticed him. He stared, unsure of what was happening, but he knew that whatever it was, he wasn’t supposed to know about it.
Jesse felt a cold chill suddenly run up his spine but it passed so quickly he barely had time to notice as his mind was so filled with Kip and his feelings. He couldn’t believe how close he was feeling as the fire inside of him rose further, grew hotter and became stronger, blotting everything out except his need to please Kip.
Kip felt a slight hesitation as he felt the fire inside of his body growing fuller and more intense. His lungs ached and he could feel the way his heart was beating that it would rather burst than slow down and yet, something nagged at the back of his mind, something didn’t feel right but it was only a fleeting thought as he felt his attention being summoned by Jesse’s powerful aura. He couldn’t explain it any other way, but he felt his face being pulled closer and he laid there, his nose rubbing the very tip of Jesse’s nose. His eyes stared straight into Jesse’s sea green eyes and he felt his soul reaching upward, reaching out to touch the long thin bond that was coming from Jesse.
His body was in torment from all of the wild and wonderful feelings that were suddenly unleashed between them both. Kip’s groin felt like it was on fire as it struggled to stay still, a losing battle, as the fire within would have none of that. He felt it jerking and moving, swaying upward and then off to the side, always feeling the full press of Jesse’s thighs against him. His own balls were tight and full, screaming for release as he felt Jesse’s breath waft into his own mouth, the small opening between his lips drinking it all in, revelling in the scent and force of Jesse’s puffs of breath.
He could feel the way Jesse would suddenly twist and shake as his own breath rolled into his mouth and travelled through his body. He could see the very stream of his breath as it rolled down the long throat, branching off into a thousand different directions at once and the mirror to Jesse’s soul was very clear on how warmly he was being received. Kip couldn’t ask for a better view as he felt Jesse’s nose twist to one side, and his own turning in the other direction and once more the two lips grew closer. Once more they felt each other’s hands holding firmly to the others backs as their heads came together and their faces meshed into one.
This time the kiss was longer and grew more intense with each passing second of the clock, this time the kiss made them both shake and tremble as their bodies grew hotter, their flames of desire welled upwards to consume their energy. Kip could feel his groin pushing in to meet Jesse’s own inward thrust and he could feel the hot thick throbbing cock of his friend sliding up his belly, making his insides turn to mush as they curled and bowed to the love that was being shown to him.
Jesse’s tongue began to flick at Kip’s and the two tongues danced together, both of them trying for dominance but neither one truly asserting themselves as the touch of the other was sending wave after wave of joy thru both bodies. It was amazing to the mind to sit back and watch the wild dance unfold and all other thoughts were shunted aside as the mind watched the wild pagan dance take place. The two snaking tongues would lick and flick at the other, then slowly dance around one, then the other would and then they would slowly cross each other, laying on top or below and then it would start all over again.
No matter what they thought, their hands held them together, their desire for each other made them become one and their bodies felt the rising passion, could sense it as their mouths continued to play hide ‘n seek with each other. The tongue would dart out, the other would retreat, and then it would be its turn to dart out while the other would seek cover back in the mouth. The tongues licked up and down and to both sides, as they searched for its mate and then when found, would lick and kiss and then slowly retract to let the other start the wild search all over again.
The legs cramped up and the arms grew numb, as they tasted every inch of the other’s mouth and tongue. Jesse could feel the pain mounting in his body as he struggled to hold all of the wonderful emotions inside, to stop them from bursting out and exploding all over them both. He knew that Kip was feeling the same and his eyes fluttered, trying to open to watch the amazing dance of their mouths and tongues. Their lips grew dry as they were held in the full embrace of the other’s.
Just when they were sure their hearts would explode, their lungs expire from lack of oxygen the two faces moved apart slowly, the lips hanging back, still trying to stay together but the force of their heads was too much and once more they broke apart. Once more they retreated to their previous position to just stare deeply into the other’s eyes and feel the warm love penetrating their bodies and their souls.
Part 3
Andy stirred and opened his eyes to stare up at the ceiling. He could see the sun beaming in from behind the closed curtains of the room and he sighed, turning over to see the alarm clock. The red numbers showed it to be half past eight in the morning and he yawned a little, still feeling sleepy as he tossed the bed sheet off of his body and stretched.
Mornings where never his best time and this was no exception. He turned again, letting his eyes grow accustomed to being awake and to the light that penetrated the drapes. He made a mental note to see about picking up some darker curtains or getting something else to help keep the sun out of the room first thing. He hated waking up to such brightness, he needed time to collect himself and so he just lay there, letting his body slowly wake up.
As his body gradually became awake and his mind once more kicked into full gear he felt the ache in his groin and stared down at his semi hard cock. God, it was like the damn thing never got enough and he smiled, thinking back to early in the morning when he had journeyed across the room to rest in Bailey’s bed. God, the guy was awesome at how he had sucked him dry and here it was, another day and tonight was his date with Jesse at Kip’s trailer. Tonight was going to be 4 hours of pure pleasure and he saw how his cock started to grow even harder as the thought of being naked and in Jesse’s arms took hold of his mind.
He pulled himself up on the bed, resting his back against the headboard and now he turned his attention towards his roommate’s side of the room and he was stunned to see Bailey dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed staring at him like he was a demon. He smiled at Bailey but it quickly disappeared as he saw that Bailey was crying, tears were rolling down his cheeks and he didn’t understand all this. What had happened that would make Bailey look so miserable? Shit, he thought he would have a grin from ear to ear after last night, at least, he didn’t think he had been that bad.
Andy “Bailey… what is it? You look like you lost your best friend? What is wrong?”
Bailey “You don’t know? I mean, I thought, well after… I thought I should…”
Andy “Hey, what is this? I thought you would be happy, at least, I tried to please you, was I that bad that you are in tears now?”
Bailey “Huh? Is that what you think? No, it isn’t, oh shit, did you really mean to let me, I mean, it wasn’t so you could, fuck I don’t know what I mean anymore”
Andy “Well, uh, look, why don’t you tell me why you are crying? Is it because I asked you to, well, you know, suck me, that you are crying? Shit, you did want to didn’t you? I mean, I didn’t force you to, did I?”
Bailey “No, I did want that, but I thought you were just, well doing it to kind of be nice, and that when you woke up, well, I thought you would be disgusted at me, and want me to leave…”
Andy “Fuck, Bailey why do you do this?”
Bailey “Do this? Do what?”
Andy “Assume that no one would want you for starters, second assume that I did what I did out of pity, did you ever think that maybe I wanted you to do it?”
Bailey “But, I mean, you are straight, why would you…”
Andy “Shit, straight, bi, gay, what does it matter? Damn Bailey, if I didn’t want you to do it, I wouldn’t have come over there, sat down on your bed and did what I did or let you do what you did, now would I?”
Bailey “I guess, I just assumed that, well…”
Andy “Stop assuming things, accept what is offered and either enjoy it or not, but stop thinking the worse, okay? Otherwise, well…”
Bailey “Okay, I get it, sorry”
Andy “Cool, now go wash up, and let’s go grab some breakfast, let me shower and we can head into town and check out this great café I found the other day”
Bailey “Uh, I uh, “
Andy “My treat, and don’t. Don’t say anymore, okay?”
Bailey “Haha, okay Andy, it is just, well I never really knew anyone like you before, I always was too busy studying to really make friends, thanks.”
Andy “That’s okay, so you want to go to this lunch thing with that Grant guy? He asked last night at the station, I told him I’d talk it over with you, says he’s buying and it sounds like pretty good food”
Bailey “Well, I don’t know, if you want, but why would he want me to go along? I can see asking you, but why me?”
Andy “Guess he thinks I’d go along easier if he included you, I don’t know, plus he wants us to join him at some fancy shindig this weekend, that one I don’t really care to go to, how about you?”
Bailey “Oh I heard about that, supposedly it is one of the hottest parties of the year, everyone gets invited, supposed to be lots of nude dancers, booze, gambling and whatever else a guy could want, just has to bring his pocket book, or so they say.”
Andy “yeah? Well I don’t really care for drinking all that much, and gambling, well I do like a good game of monopoly but not really into the other shit, haha”
Bailey “You play that? Shit, it is my favorite game, when I was talking with Kip, at the garage, he said he liked to play it too, said he would go to his mom’s house on Sunday’s to play.”
Andy “Yeah? Cool, wonder if Jesse likes to play it too? Maybe we could have a game some night, I mean classes don’t start for what, 10 more days or so? Maybe we could play at the garage in between customers?”
Bailey “Wow, that would be cool, you planning to go there soon?”
Andy “Well, actually, was thinking of going this evening, Jesse was going to show me around town for a bit, but if you want, you can come along and maybe keep Kip coming?”
Bailey “Fuck, that would be super, you know he really is into cars, he sure does know a lot about them too, he would be a super mechanic if he ever got his license.”
Andy “Yeah? Maybe one day he will.”
Bailey “Sure you don’t mind me tagging along to the garage? I did enjoy myself last night there, Kip was so cool and nice to me, almost as nice as you”
Andy “Flattery Sir, will get you everything, haha, sure you can come along, why not, should be fun, and you are right, Kip is nice, so is Jesse though”
Bailey just smiled, wiping away the tears and even the semi hard cock that was still showing between Andy’s legs didn’t register as he thought about once more spending time with just him and Kip. Christ, he must get a grip on himself, he was dreaming way too much and that could only spell trouble for him and yet, well, Kip was so damn hot looking too and he was nice. Maybe, maybe there was a chance? After all, if a straight guy like Andy could let him suck him; maybe there was an outside chance that Kip would let him?
He shook his head as he went to the washroom to run some cold water on his face and then to wait for Andy. God, he couldn’t believe how in one day so much had happened that his whole life was suddenly changed and for the better too. Things hadn’t started good, with Andy tripping over his suitcase and spilling those magazines, but then again, it turned out better than he had hoped. He had a new friend who was not only hot but who was even willing to let him enjoy what some girls would die for. How he got so lucky he didn’t know, but he wasn’t going to analyze it to death either.
Andy was right, he had to stop being so negative but why did he always feel like doom was just around the corner? Why couldn’t he learn to just accept the good things when they happened and deal with the rest when they happened? Okay, maybe some of that was because he really didn’t have much confidence in his own abilities, but then, Kip had said he had to be good, otherwise how could he have gotten a scholarship? He never thought about it like that, but maybe Kip was right.
Maybe he was selling himself short, because he did get a scholarship to a very prestigious academy, and that was something many of those who attended couldn’t do, their only way in was to have rich parents. Well, it was something to think about plus, well being with Andy seemed to also help. It was like he was a somebody to Andy, and that made him wonder if maybe he actually was. It was all strange, but the idea that he could go and see Kip again was like being told he would live when he had thought he would die any second.
He couldn’t explain it, at first he had thought that Andy was something special, and in his way he was, but his heart yearned for Kip’s touch, to see him smile because he was there, to feel his breath on his cheeks and if he kept thinking this way, he knew he would never get out of the washroom. He threw some cold water on his face and turned to see Chris staring at him, a strange look in his eyes but he didn’t say a word, he just looked at him in that weird way.
Bailey nodded to Chris but all he got in return was a sort of sly grin and he didn’t know quite what to make of it as he left the washroom. He felt a strange chill in his body as he slid past Chris and for some unknown reason he knew that Chris was staring at his back as he walked down the hall back to his dorm room and to wait for Andy.