Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2008 18:49:15 -0700 From: David Courson Subject: Quarterback with the Emerald Eyes - Part 11 This story is fiction. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is merely a coincidence. If you are not allowed by law to view this material, please do not do so. If you are under 18 years of age, please leave now. This is a love story between two barely under the age of 18, year old boys in high school. If that offends you, I apologize and ask that you not read any further. Otherwise, enjoy. Check out the Quarterback Yahoo group. There are photos of guys who you might think Blake or Todd looks like. Submit a picture of how you see the boys or just post your own picture in the members section. There are polls and just general messages. Please check it out at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Quarterback_with_the_Emerald_Eyes/ Quarterback with the Emerald Eyes -- Part 11 When I arrived home, I went upstairs and found Todd doing his homework. "Guess what?" I asked, excited. "You got Kelly pregnant?" he said. "No!!!!" I said, hitting him. "You got Howie pregnant?" he asked with a confused, startled look on his face. "Would you be serious?" I asked. "Blake, how can I be serious? I have no idea to what this pertains. If I knew the subject of the guess I was supposed to make, then I might have a better possibility of guessing it," he explained smiling at me. "Okay, you just got way too serious for this to be any fun anymore. We have the rest of the week off for math. The professor had to go out of town and he went ahead and gave us our assignments for the week." "That's awesome, but did he give you anything else to learn this week?" "A couple things. He said if we weren't comfortable with it, he wouldn't put it on the final, but we have the option." "Cool, now we can come home and relax and spend time together." "Well, not exactly. I told Kelly she could come over and we could study together. If that's okay, of course." "It's fine with me," he said, turning back to his homework. "Do ya think mom and dad will mind?" I asked, digging through my bag for my books. He didn't answer, but instead, turned back around to look at me. When I noticed, I looked at him funny and asked, "What?" "Do you realize what you just said?" "Do you think your mom and dad will mind?" I repeated. "No, you didn't. You said, `do you think mom and dad will mind?' You didn't say your mom and dad; you just said mom and dad." "I did?" I asked. "Yeah, you did." "I didn't even realize." "Finally getting' comfortable with the parents, huh?" "I guess I am," I said, putting my books on the bed. "So, do you think they will?" "Nah. You'll be studyin', so they won't care." Todd turned back towards his homework as I got things situated. I could've used the other desk, but I wanted to be near him, so I put my back against the headboard and did my math on the bed. We sat in silence, doing our homework for a half hour before he asked me a question on his math. I went to him and she showed the problem. Since it was Pre-Cal, it was pretty simple to me and I went on to explain how to solve it without giving him the answer. He was prodding me to tell him, but I refused. Finally, I gave in and told him the answer, but not how to solve that particular problem. "Well, how do I get to that answer?" "You have to figure that out. I already explained how, now work on it." "What's the point of having a genius in the house if I can't get the answer?" he asked, looking at me. "I gave you the answer, but I'm not doing your homework." He looked at me with a blank stare. He looked so pitiful, but I had to smile. I came up behind him and draped my arms across his shoulders and chest and put my head against his cheek. "Ok, start with step one and go from there. I'll help you if you get lost." He started on the problem and I only had to help him a couple times during the first few steps. As I watched him work, my fingers sort of took over my hands and found his nipples. At first they were just rubbing across his pecs but soon, his nipples started to stand at attention. As I continued to watch him work, my palms ran across his hardened nipples and before I knew it, I explained what he needed to do next as I started rolling his nipples between my finger and thumb, while slightly squeezing them. A moment later, I saw his eyes close and his head fall back. "Why aren't you working?" I asked, feeling a little frustrated. "Cause," he said through staggered breaths, "You're playing with my nipples." Sure enough, when I looked down, I saw my fingers squeezing his nipples. I snatched my hands away and hooked them to each other behind my back. "Sorry," I said. "God, you got me horny," he said, eyes still closed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I guess I wasn't paying attention." Turning in his chair, he grabbed me and sat me in his lap. "There's no reason to be sorry, but I wish you could just get rid of the three date rule. You're killin' me here." "I know. I'm just as horny as you, but you know why I have that rule. We both agreed." "I know," he said, glumly. I saw the pitiful face he made and the disappointment. "If you wanna lose the rule, we can," I said, upset that I gave in but wanting to please him. Looking at me, he said, "No. You made a rule and I agreed. I just gotta get you on two more dates and fast." I smiled at him then leaned in. Our soft kisses became riddled with lust and before we knew it, our passion for each other was taking over our senses. As I was about to wrap my arms around his head, he pushed me away. "Stop," he said trying to catch his breath. "Why?" I asked, trying to catch my own. "If we keep this up, I'll completely throw the two dates out the window. We need to stop." "I'm just about to say to hell with the rule," I said, leaning in again. He put his hand on my chest and said, "No. We gotta do this. You wanted it and I want to give it to you. As much as I want you now, I'm not gonna let things go that far." Realizing that I was the one that made that stupid rule, I had to stick with it. If it wasn't for him stopping us, I would have gone back on it and given in. I leaned in and Todd's hand put pressure on my chest. I grabbed it and lowered my lips to his and gave him a sweet kiss as a thank you. Breaking it, I pulled back just enough to focus on multiple greens that made up his eyes. He put his hand on my cheek and stared back, like he was looking into my soul. If the eyes were the window to my soul, he wouldn't be able to see anything but his face. I felt as if he was my soul, and without him, I would die. I felt things were getting a little intense, so I leaned in once again and gave a quick peck then came back around and sat on the bed. "What's wrong?" he asked, following me with his eyes. "Nothing. I just needed to sit. Your staring gave me a shiver down my spine." "Didn't mean to weird you out." "No. Quite the opposite. I felt as if you would do anything for me and it felt . . . intense." Standing, he walked the two steps and knelt down with his hands on my knees. "I would do anything for you." Placing my hands on his cheeks, I said, "I know. That's what's so intense about it. I'd do anything for you and you the same for me. I know I'll always be safe with you, but I felt it, too." "You felt it?" he asked, confused. "Yeah, like your . . ." I gestured with my hands, not knowing what to call it. "Body . . . soul . . . something told me that we'd always be together. And that we'd protect each other." He looked in my eyes again, staring just as intently as before. "I don't feel anything." I gave a full body shudder and said, "I just felt it again." "What the hell is it?" he asked. "I have no idea, but you need to stop. It's startin' to freak me out." He stayed kneeled with his hands on my knees and looked at me. I don't know if my face showed of panic, but something happened. He reached up and took me in a hug. Leaning like I was, I ended up slipping off the bed and fell onto his thighs. I held him close, not out of fear or anything, but out of caring. Out of love. I turned to lay my head on his shoulder with my arms around his back as he held me close. We sat for ten minutes in our embrace when I felt him lift his head. I was about to let go, thinking he was about to get up, but instead, I felt his lips touch my neck. After two or three kisses, I asked, "Todd?" "Huh?" he said while his lips were still on my skin. "What're you doin'?" "Nothin." His lips traveled up my neck to my ear lobe and my eyes closed in response. My breath went out of me and I could barely speak. "That feels good . . . but I . . ." "Don't worry," he said, bringing his lips just centimeters away from my neck. "I just want to kiss you." "You're turning me on, though." "Is that a bad thing?" I heard a smile in the question. "Could be," I said as I exhaled heavily. He continued his assault on my neck and ear and I adjusted my head to give him better access. For five more minutes, I was in heaven. When he pulled away, finishing his adoring attack on my neck, I shuttered my eyes open and looked at him. "C'mon, stand up. We need to get back to our homework," he said. I stood and helped him up. When he was upright, he looked at me and was about to go back to the desk when I grabbed his arm and swung him around, flinging him on the bed. "Whoa. What's going on?" he asked, laughing. Without saying a word, I crawled up the bed, like a tiger about to attack its prey. My knees were cautiously being placed between his legs and I drug my hands along his legs, up over his shorts and planted them square on his groin. "Uh, Blake, what are you doing?" I quickly got up to lie atop him and closed our mouths together. The passion I was emitting was contagious and Todd responded with just as much enthusiasm. After a minute, I couldn't stop myself, nor did I want to and broke the kiss, sat on my haunches and started undoing his shorts. "But, the rule?" he asked. "Fuck the rule. I've gotta have you now," I said, unzipping his shorts and pulling his limp dick through the flap in his boxers. When it was free of its confines, I practically fell upon it and engulfed it completely. A sharp intake of air was heard from Todd. "Oh, fuck, Blake. Oh my God. That feels so good." I continued to suck until he was completely hard. I would sink as far down as possible, work the tip with my throat, then pull back up to kiss the head before repeating the process. After a few minutes, Todd reached down and grabbed my shirt and pulled it off my body, making me lose contact with his dick. After he threw the bundle of fabric to the floor, I grabbed the shorts at his hips and started to yank them down. Once they were free and on the floor, I went back to my service of him. For ten minutes, I gave my all to give him the best blow job imaginable. His grunting and groaning was all the encouragement I needed. Finally, he shifted his torso down and grabbed my legs. At first, I thought he was going to try and pull me off so I wrapped my arms around his thighs to let him know I wasn't done. Instead, he gave a little laugh and pulled on my leg and I shifted my body up towards him. He threw off my shoes then started on my belt. When it was unbuckled, he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and pulled them down far enough to grab my dick. He lifted my body off the bed and centered his head between my legs. On a down stroke of Todd, he completely engulfed my hardness to the balls. While he was in my throat, I gave a long, low moan at the pleasure that just engulfed me. He sucked me hard and slow as I did the same to him. We were timed almost perfectly on each down stroke. When he was buried in my throat, I was in his. As he continued to suck me, I felt him push my pants down to my knees. I lifted myself out of Todd's warm mouth for only a few moments to get my pants off my legs. Flinging them across the room, he went back down to the balls. I got lightheaded for an instant and let his dick fall out of my mouth as I lowered my torso against his stomach. "Fuck, Todd, that's amazing." I stayed where I was for a short while, continuing to stroke him as I caught my breath, then continued my attack on his sensitive flesh. His hands moved up and were squeezing my ass on every down stroke he performed, and before I knew it, he had slipped his head between my legs and was pulling my ass down on his face. When his tongue made contact with my pucker, I let out a gratifying squeal. "Oh, God. Eat that ass. Make me feel it," I told him. He never let me down. His tongue traveled over the sensitive flesh and made many entrances. Every time he entered me, I had to pull off his dick for fear of slipping down and choking myself. The pleasure he was giving me was better than every other time we had sex. We knew what each other liked and he was definitely hitting the right buttons. Finally, I couldn't concentrate on his dick with so much pleasure running through me so I sat up giving him complete access to my ass. I planted my hands on his abs and felt every groove they made while I wiggled my hips to and fro as his tongue stayed stationary. I would push down with enough force to get his tongue in my ass as far as possible. As each second passed, my moans became increasingly louder. I got so caught up in what he was doing to me; I didn't pay much attention to anything else. His hands reached up and gave a forceful shove on my back causing me to fall forward. "Damn, Blake. Your ass is sweet, but I gotta breathe," he said, huffing and puffing. "Sorry," I said then turned and crawled up to kiss him. Pulling away, I said, "That was the best rim job you've ever given me." "I could, literally, eat your ass for hours. God, it's so sweet," he said, closing his eyes. I let him rest as I got off the bed and went to the end to crawl back up between his legs. I grabbed each ankle and lifted them up, sliding my hands down his hairy calves to hook behind his knees. I pushed up, moving his ass in the air, practically putting him on his neck. I scooted up as close as possible to put my stomach on his upper back and my chest against his lower back, keeping him in place, with his legs supporting themselves by gravity over his head, and placed my hands on his ass cheeks and pulled them open. His eyes were watching me intently, and I kept contact with them as I dove on his hole. His eyes fluttered closed and he cussed from the feeling. "Shit, Blake. Oh, yeah. Eat my ass." I learned I followed commands well. I licked across his pucker, pulled back just far enough to blow air on the wet skin, and then locked my lips over him again. Pulling pressure in my mouth elicited a moan from his lips. I felt him loosen up a bit and I hardened my tongue and started exploring. "Holy fuck," he said, beating the bed. "Oh my God." "Like that?" I asked before attacking him again. "Fuck, yeah. Keep doing that. It feels awesome. Holy shit. Yeah, Blake. Oh, God, yeah." A few more minutes was all I could do to repay him for the pleasure he gave me when he instructed me to move my ass back around for him. I moved to the side and allowed his body to fall back on the bed and straddled his head with my knees and lowered my ass to his face. I reached under his knees and pulled his legs back up and hooked them under my arm pits so I could continue to eat his ass as well. We were both moaning like there was no tomorrow. The pleasure we gave one another was more than anything we tried to give in the past. This was about fulfilling a lust within us both. Love was present, but it wasn't our focus in this session. Sitting up after a few more minutes, I said, "Todd, I can't wait any longer, I need you to fuck me." He pulled away from my ass and looked in my eyes. The hunger I was feeling for him to be in me was apparent in my face. I lifted my leg for him to crawl out from under me and he opened the bedside table and got the lube. Opening the bottle, he drizzled some on his dick and spread it around. He got on the bed behind me and rubbed his lubed fingers on and in my ass. Closing the lid of the lube, he dropped it on the bed and lined himself up for entry. When he touched me, I felt a shutter for what was about to come and I closed my eyes. I kept my ass in the air and lowered my torso on the bed. I felt him put pressure on me and I pushed back to loosen my muscles and I felt him slip in without any resistance. When he popped past my sphincter muscle, my body reacted by lifting my chest up off the bed. "Oh, God, yes!!!" I moaned/screamed. "You okay," he asked, not moving. "Fuck yeah. Keep going," I said breathlessly. He slowly pushed his way into me until he couldn't go any further. Slowly, he pulled his dick out of me and started to reinsert it at the same pace. After a few slow strokes, I begged, "Faster, Todd. Please, faster." He complied and picked up the pace. I loved every minute that passed and every inch he gave. When he found his rhythm, I screwed him up again by begging him to give it to me harder. Within a flash, I felt his balls smack against my own with the force he put behind his thrust. "Oh, fuck," I screamed. "Oh, yeah, that's it. Keep fucking me like that. Long dick me, hard." He pulled himself almost completely out of me then slammed himself back to the balls. Every inward thrust made me moan, almost scream, with pleasure. "Faster," I begged again. He complied but lost the harness of the fuck. I lowered my torso back to the bed and my words kept encouraging him. "Oh, God, Todd. Give me every inch. Fuck yeah. C'mon, I want to feel you in me completely." He continued his thrusts then finally, slammed himself into me, hard, and fell on my back. He wrapped his arms around my chest as his lips made contact with my skin while he gyrated his hips in a circular motion, hitting my prostate on every upswing. Every time his dick made contact with my button, I breathed more heavily. The feeling of him buried completely within me made me feel whole. The pressure he gave my body was more fulfilling than I remembered. I loved every second. While still kissing my back, he started slow in and out thrusts, making him lose contact with my prostate. "Hit my prostate," I begged. "I need to feel it." Todd pulled his body back up then switched from his knees to his feet. Squatting over me, his thrusts started as more of an up and down motion, hitting my prostate every time. "Oh, God. Yeah, that's it. Hit it, baby. Fucking hit it hard." On every down and inward motion, he made solid contact with my prostate and I yelled with pleasure every time. "Keep it up, Todd. Ahhh. Fuck, yeah, that's it. Ahhh. C'mon, baby, fuck me good. Ahhh, yesss!" I felt sweat drop from Todd's forehead onto my back as he kept up his rhythm. His hands were placed squarely on the top of my butt, giving him support while he kept giving me waves of pleasure. The room was full of the sounds of pleasure our sex. Our moans were so loud, if his parents came home early, there wouldn't have been any way for us to know. As it was, I needed the pleasure that Todd was providing, but I wanted to give him something more in return. I wanted him to feel just as much pleasure, so I concentrated and tightened my ass muscles, but when I did, he lost his balance and fell on the bed. "Holy, fuck, Blake. What'd you do?" I turned to face him and told him. "Was it good or did I hurt you?" "It was amazing. The pressure . . . The tightness. Fucking awesome." "Here," I said, moving, "Lay down on the bed. Let me do some work." Todd stretched out on the bed and I stood over his dick. I watched his face as I crouched over him and lined him up with me. When I felt he was at my hole, I impaled myself upon him with all my might. "Holy, shit!!!!" he yelled. His eyes were closed and his neck was arched back on the pillow. He moved his hands to my knees and held on while I fucked him hard. I only ascended a few inches before I fell upon him again. With the force of my falling, I could feel his balls lift up and hit the top of my crack. "Fuck, yeah, Blake. God, you're so tight. C'mon and fuck my dick." I planted my hands on his chest as I rose and fell. Todd moved his hands to my face and allowed them to fall to my chest and stomach. He reached back up with his left hand and stuck his thumb in my mouth. I sucked on it like it was his dick. I couldn't help but suck on any part of Todd he wanted. Todd lifted his feet and planted them on the bed. I leaned back and placed my hands on his knees and lifted myself faster while letting my head fall back with my eyes closed. Todd placed his hands on my knees and started to lift his hips, keeping my ass up in the air. When I realized what he was doing, I lifted myself and held steady as he started pounding me with fury. "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck," I kept repeating. My head was thrashing every which way possible. My breathing became staggered and when he hit my prostate, I gasped for air. The feelings running through my body were overtaking me and I had to calm for a few seconds. I lowered my ass back to his hips and he lowered his legs down. I moved my feet underneath me falling on my knees and leaned up and locked lips with him while he was still impaled inside me. For a few minutes, the love we had for each other overtook our lust, and our passion was apparent in our kiss. I moved my body, slowly, to and fro to feel the friction in my ass. Our faces fighting to stay out of the way as our mouths couldn't get enough of each other. I got so caught up in the kiss, I couldn't move my body. Todd ended up taking over and slowly thrust his hips to impale himself inside me. I needed more air in my lungs so I moved to his cheeks then his neck and licked his Adam's apple. His lips were doing the same to my neck and shoulder while I softly bit and sucked on his skin. "God, Todd, you feel so good inside me." "So do you, baby. Oh my, God, you feel wonderful." My lips couldn't get enough of his body. I ran my tongue and lips over every inch I could reach. We made love like this, slowly, for a long while before our lust returned and needed the fulfilling that we could only get from the other. I started sliding up and down his body with more force to let him know I needed more. Our skin slid with ease with the sweat we produced and our nipples flicking back and forth with every slide I made. I lifted myself up and planted my hands on his pecs. I looked down and saw his eyes were burning into my own. I lowered myself down on him completely and gyrated my hips, first back and forth then in a full circle. Todd's eyes closed and his hands started roaming over my chest. He grabbed my arm and pulled me down to him. He hooked his right arm behind my head and started his thrusts again. Looking into my eyes, he said, "God, I love you," then locked his lips over mine. Our tongues fought for what seemed like forever before I broke the kiss, panting, and said, "Please, Todd, get me off. I need to cum." He sat up, pushing me back on the bed and positioned himself between my legs while letting them rest on his shoulders. He pointed his dick at my hole and slid in without hesitation, hard and to the hilt. When he was balls deep, I let out a moan and thrashed my head back and forth while grabbing fists full of sheets. Watching me intently, he started thrusting as fast as his hips could take him. "Ahhh. Ahhh, fuck yeah. C'mon fuck me, Todd. Give it to me. Make me cum." "Baby, I'm getting close," he said as his sweat was dripping before his eyes onto my legs. I reached down and grabbed my dick and started stroking myself as fast as I could. Todd stopped fucking me only long enough to pull my legs on either side of his body and pull my ass up on his thighs, with his hands hooked on my hips, so that he could pound my prostate with every in stroke. When he found the right position, he grabbed my hands with his right one and moved them away while continuing to stroke me. Not more than thirty seconds later, I felt I had passed the point of no return. "Fuck, Todd. I'm gonna cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck." I just about threw my neck out of joint as fast as I was thrashing it around. I felt that familiar feeling as if the muscles behind my balls were expanding to get ready to give the first of many powerful constrictions to carry my semen up through my dick. Right before that first constriction of the muscle, Todd stopped thrusting but continued to stroke me. I threw my eyes open and yelled, "Don't stop. Fuck me, fuck me." Todd picked up like he never stopped, hitting my prostate. When I felt the semen start its journey through my body, my moans turned into cusses and yells. "Oh, fuck. Oh my, God. Oh, fuck," I kept repeating as my cum flew out of my dick while Todd rammed his dick against my prostate over and over again. "Oh, fuck, Blake. I'm cumming." "C'mon, baby. Cum in my ass. Give it to me," I said breathing heavily through the highs and lows of my own climax. "Here it comes." He moved his position, slightly, to miss my prostate while his hand was trying to keep a rhythm as he continued stroking me. He kept thrusting and moaning and when the first blast flew from his dick, he gave a grunt like a bear trying to scare off any creature crossing his path. He kept thrusting and grunting, for I would guess about five spurts of cum before his hips pushed into me and held steady. Every shot of cum, his body would shudder, more than the last, until his cum stopped flowing, but the feeling continued to exist. His had lost its rhythm after shot number two, so he held my dick as it softened. A few moments later, he lowered my legs down to the bed on either side of him, lowering my ass as a reaction and letting my dick fall out of his grip. "Oh, shit." He said as his still hard dick started to slide out of me. When only the head was still in me, he snatched his hips back to pull the head out of my ass. When it was free, he placed his body atop mine with my cum between us. He locked his lips on mine and kissed me passionately, not helping our staggered breaths, but soon turned it into soft, gentle kisses, letting our breathing return to normal. When he finally broke the kiss, he placed his chin on my shoulder with his face in the pillow behind my head. I reached up with my left hand and stroked his hair as my right arm continued to hold him close while roaming over his naked back and butt. With my eyes closed, I said, "Holy, shit, Todd. That was the most amazing fuck I've had." Pulling his face up to look at mine, he smiled and said, "It better be. With the commands you were giving me, you wore me out. Damn, I never knew you could be so aggressive." Sheepishly, I replied, "Me either." Kissing me again, he broke it and said, "It turned me on like you wouldn't believe. It was real sexy." "Really?" I asked, smiling. "Hell yeah. When you started telling me what to do then finally took over, I was almost afraid you might just start to fuck me for a minute." "Well," I started with a deceptive look on my face, "There's always next time." "Yeah, right. Don't think that's going to happen anytime soon." Looking more serious, I asked, "Why not?" Thinking for a second, he said, "I don't know if I could take it. It scares me a little." "What scares you?" "The pain. I saw your face the first time we did it. I don't think I could handle it." "You, the quarterback. You've been tackled so many times and have come off the field in pain, couldn't take a little poke in the ass." "Being plowed by ten guys is one thing. Hold on, that didn't come out right," he said, smiling. I almost started to laugh. "Being tackled by ten guys is one thing, but Blake, your dick might not be as long as mine, but it's thicker. That would probably make me cry if I tried to take it." "It's a good thing for you I like getting fucked then," I said smiling big. "Yeah. It is a good thing, cause I love fucking you." He smiled at me then leaned down and locked lips again. As we held each other and kissed, we got lost in our romance and barely heard a car door close. Todd froze for a second and listened. "What?" I asked. "I heard a . . ." Another door closed outside. "Shit. I think mom and dad are home," he said, jumping off the bed and going to the window to look. "Oh, fuck. They're home. Quick, get dressed." I jumped off the bed and grabbed my pants and slipped them on, save the underwear and grabbed the first shirt I saw and slipped it over my head. Todd did the same and as we finished, we heard the front door close and footsteps on the stairs. "Get back at the desk and do your homework," I harshly whispered at Todd. I jumped back on the bed and reached over and picked my books off the floor and spread them out over the blankets. Just as there was a knock at the door and Todd told the visitor to come in, I saw the tube of lube we used only minutes before. I reached down and grabbed it and slipped it behind my back, opposite the door as Mrs. Blyth stuck her head inside. "Hey, boys. Getting you homework done?" "Yes, ma'am," Todd answered. I could barely look at her. "Good. What ya'll want for dinner?" "I was thinking pizza," Todd said, as coolly as usual. "Sounds good. I'll tell your father." Before she retreated, she took a couple sniffs of the air and looked at Todd. "God, it stinks in here. Smells like body odor or something." I looked at my crotch, hoping he wouldn't look at me as Todd said, "Yeah, we took a walk around the neighborhood after school and we ended up jogging. We just haven't had our shower yet, that's all." "Well, make sure you get it before dinner, okay?" "Okay, mom." "How are things with you, Blake?" she asked. I opened my eyes and saw her looking at me. "I, uh . . . Things are fine. Yup. I have the rest of math off for the week, so things are great." "Great, but what about the final in a couple weeks?" "Professor gave us a few new things to learn on our own, but it won't be on the final if we aren't ready for it. That reminds me, my friend, Kelly, who I go to math with, wants to study the new stuff. Would you mind if she came over after school to study here?" "Sure, Blake. It's your home, too." "Thanks," I said, smiling. "I'll leave you to your homework, but the pizza should be here in an hour or so, so get some showers, will ya?" Smiling with a breathy laugh, Todd said, "We will mom. Thanks." She smiled and gave a small wave then closed the door. Todd's smile gave way to a look of horror. "Oh my, God. That was close." "Too fuckin' close," I said, relaxing on the bed and reaching beneath me to retrieve the lube. "You left this on the bed." "Oh, shit," he said, smiling and coming to me to get it. "It's a good thing you saw it, otherwise mom would've known why it smelled in here." He put the lube back in the drawer as I said, "I'm sure she knew what that smell was. I can't believe we got caught." "I don't think we did," he said, sitting on the bed next to me. "If she knew, she would have said something." "How do you know? Maybe she just didn't want to embarrass us." "I know my mom. She would have said something." "Do you think she noticed our shirts?" Looking down, he asked, "What about `em?" "I'm wearing yours and you're wearing mine, not to mention the big wet mark on the middle of our chests from my cum." "Oh, shit. I don't know. I didn't notice." "Yeah, well, I did. When she came in, I looked down and saw the darkness on my shirt and tried to hide it. That shirt's lighter, so she might not have seen it on you." "God, I hope not." "Well," Todd started as he got off the bed. "I'm going to get my shower." Putting his hand out, he asked, "Wanna join me?" "Are you fucking crazy? Not with your parents here." "Why? She only said we couldn't have sex, nothing about showering together." "Todd, every time we've showered together, we've had sex and as horny as I still am, it might happen again." "Well, if we are really quiet . . ." "Would you stop? Go get your shower. I'll be right behind you," I said smiling. "Suit yourself, then," he said and winked at me. "I'll be out soon." After we cleaned up, we went down to visit with Todd's parents and waited for the pizza. When it came, we got a couple slices each and some tea and went to watch some TV. When we were done with the pizza, I went around and grabbed everyone's plate and took them to the kitchen and came back with the pitcher of tea to refill the glasses. Returning the pitcher to the kitchen, I loaded the dishes in the dishwasher and headed back to my seat. As I came back through, Todd grabbed my arm and pulled me down, over the arm of the chair and I looked horrified. "Hey," I protested, trying to get up. "What, sit here with me," he said. I looked over at his parents and they were smiling, but then turned back to the TV. "Let me get my tea first," I said, giving in and got up. Coming back, I handed my tea to Todd and he placed it next to his and I put my butt on his thighs with my legs hanging off the chair and my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around my back and let his hand rest on my stomach with his other hand on my thigh. Finally relaxing after a few minutes, it didn't bother me to sit like this in front of his parents, but I kept thinking it bothered them. I soon let the thought go out of my mind and put my attention back on the TV. During the next program, Don and Christine excused themselves saying they were going to get comfortable. When they were gone, I looked at Todd and asked, "Do you think they mind us sitting like this?" "Nah. If they did, they would have said something." "I still feel awkward though, sitting in your lap in front of them." "Don't be. Like I said, mom or dad would have said something if they were uncomfortable." I leaned my face closer to his and kissed him. When I broke it, I leaned my forehead against his and, for about ten minutes, just stared into his eyes. I brought my left hand up and caressed his cheek and whispered that I loved him. "I love you, more," he whispered back then leaned in for another kiss. We both pulled apart when we heard someone sit on the sofa. I looked over and saw it was Don. Now I got nervous because before that moment, only Mrs. Blyth had seen us close, but now his dad had and I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. "Don't mind me, boys," he said, smiling. "I remember when I first started dating your mother; I wanted to kiss her every chance I got." "See," he whispered to me. "Okay," I said, smiling and let myself relax. Looking past me, Todd asked, "Is mom coming back or has she turned in?" "What do you think? I'm sitting in my boxers." Thinking for a moment, Todd asked, "It didn't bother you to see us kiss, did it dad?" "No. I know you guys love each other. I wasn't expecting it, but I guess I gotta get used to it, right?" "Not if you don't want to," I interjected. "No, please, Blake. Really, it doesn't bother me. I'm just glad to see you two are happy. That's all that matters." I turned my head and kissed Todd once more, then heard, "Hey, now. I'm not running a cat house." Mrs. Blyth showed up wearing her short running shorts and a tee shirt. "Oh, leave `em be. They're in love," Don said, placing his hand on her leg. She turned to look at him and he leaned in and gave her a kiss. Pulling back, he said, "If we can do it, why shouldn't they?" Looking back at us, she said, "I guess you're right." After the next show was over, Christine turned in and Don got rid of the only fabric remaining on his body. Going to the kitchen with his and her glass, Todd asked me to stand so he could get comfortable. "Aren't you going to get undressed?" "I can, but I won't sit on your lap." "Why not?" "Cause I'll get hard," I said, whispering. "You're dick'll be on my ass." "Fine. How bout your underwear, then?" I stripped down to my underwear and settled back like I was and Don returned a moment later. When eleven `o' clock hit, Todd excused us from his father and we headed to bed. "Night, Don," I said. "Night, boys. Sleep well." "Thanks, dad. See you tomorrow." Grabbing our clothes, I followed Todd's perfect ass up the stairs. Before he reached the top stair, I leaned over and licked his cheek then kissed his ass. "Hey," he whispered. I just smiled and repeated something I told him before. "What can I say; I'm a sucker for a nice ass." I walked past him as he followed me with his eyes, smiling. Finally moving his feet again, he came in behind me and closed the door. Walking to me, I had just dropped the clothes and he yanked my underwear down and bent me over the bed. Squatting, he pulled my ass cheeks apart and dug in with his tongue. At first, I tried to resist, but eventually, I gave in and did everything I could to stifle my moans. After about five minutes, he stopped and stood up. Turning around, I said, "What gives?" "What can I say, I'm a sucker for a nice ass," he said, raising his right eyebrow and got in the bed. "You fucking bastard," I said smiling. "C'mon, let's get some sleep," he said, lifting the covers for me to get in. I turned off the light and crawled under the covers in our usual position with his arm wrapped around me. When we arrived at school the next day, we ended up parking next to Kelly. She got out of her car and so did Howie. I gave her a strange look, but said nothing. Smiling, I walked to her and said, "Howie?" "Yeah," she said and smiled. "Cool." Todd said hey to a few guys and Howie then came over and hooked his arm across my back. I didn't realize it at the time, but I didn't flinch. I kept just as casual as I usually did. We stood up on the sidewalk of the entrance to the school and talked for a few minutes. As we did, a few more people gathered round and Todd made a few more introductions for me to his friends. Everyone had a surprised look on their face when he introduced me as his boyfriend, but they all seemed to not care. I shook everyone's hand he introduced to me and they smiled back. One girl even leaned in and whispered to me that I was a lucky guy. I whispered back that I knew and smiled. After the introductions were made, we all stood around talking with Todd's arm still across my back, pulling me into his side. Everything was going fine, until Paige showed up. I could tell that Todd was as nervous as I was looking at her. She showed no emotion of anger or happiness, but there was something there I couldn't place. When the talking died, everyone looked at her, waiting for something. "So, this is the reason you broke up with me, huh?" she asked, putting her hand on her hip. Pulling me closer, he said, "Yeah." "I can't believe this." Looking at me, she said, "Todd was the only guy that I ever took the time to go after, and to think, he's gay." She paused for a moment while everyone watched. Finally, she said, "I was mad at first, about you being gay, but then, I realized it is just who you are. You can't help it." Looking at me, her tone of voice changed as she said, "I'm sorry I was such a bitch and called you a fag. Can you forgive me?" I was shocked and I think Todd was too. He stood there, silent, with his eyes opened wide and his jaw lax. Finally sinking in that she was waiting for an answer, I said, "Yeah, sure. I'm sorry I called you a bitch." "No need to be. I was a bitch. Still am, sometimes." Looking at Todd, she asked, "Can you forgive me, too?" Finally, Todd was able to move and he walked to her and gave her a hug. "Thanks," he said. Pulling away, she wiped a tear from her eye and said, "At least now I know why you wouldn't have sex with me." There was a chuckle amongst the crowd, but everyone was watching Todd for his reaction. "Yeah, you're just not built like I like `em." Laughing, she said, "Guess not." Looking at me, she said, "You're one lucky guy." With Todd putting his arm back around me, I looked slightly down at his face and said, "I guess I am." At that moment, the bell rang to signify the start of homeroom and the school day. "Well, I guess we'll see you around," Todd said to everyone. They said their goodbyes for the moment and Todd, Kelly and I walked into the building. At the cross hall, Todd told me he would see me later and leaned in and gave me a quick peck. Saying goodbye, Kelly said, "He sure seems to be more comfortable about things since he's come out to his friends." "Yeah, I know," I said. "It really worries me, though." "How so?" she asked. "Cause, I still have a whole other year to go, he graduates in a couple weeks." "Don't worry about it. I'm sure if anything bad is going to happen, it'll probably happen by the end of the year." "Well, if it does, at least we can deal with it together." Kelly and I split for homerooms, but we'd see each other in about five minutes, so we didn't even say goodbye. I told her to meet me at my locker after homeroom and we'd walk to the next class together. She agreed and headed in her classroom. After the homeroom bell rang, the halls quickly filled. Walking past students who could care less about anyone but themselves, or their conversations, one walked into me from the back and knocked my bag off my shoulder. Without turning, the student kept going. I picked up my bag and saw Kelly standing at my locker. When I arrived, she looked upset. "What's wrong? You were fine five minutes ago." "You're not going to like this." "What?" I asked. She stepped aside and I saw that someone had written on my locker door. "FAGGOT" "Are you fucking kidding me?" I asked to no one in particular. I grabbed a napkin out of my pocket and tried wiping it off. When that didn't work, I spit on it and tried again. Still nothing happened. Kelly watched me for a minute then asked, "What are you going to do?" "What can I do other than tell someone so they can clean it?" A minute later, Todd walked up and he looked pissed. Turning to him, I asked him what was wrong. "Some asshole wrote something on my locker." "Faggot?" I asked him. "Yeah, how'd you know?" I lifted my finger and pointed to the evidence. "Shit, you too?" "Yup," I said looking at my feet. "I betcha it's Bobby. He was always using that word," Todd said, pissed. "Well, not much we can do about it. By the end of the day, everyone'll know, and then they'll put two and two together." "I'm sorry, Blake. I didn't know this would happen." "I was afraid it would," I said, looking at him. "I'll go and tell the office. Go on to class. If they need you, they'll know where to find you." "Thanks," I said, finally opening my locker to get some books. Todd stood for a minute then headed down the hall. "This is what I was talking about. I gotta whole other year to look forward to." Slamming my locker, I looked at the graffiti one last time, and then headed down the hall with Kelly. When the final bell rang for fifth period to be released, Kelly and I waited for Todd at the parking lot. Some of the other football players came out before Todd did and told us hi. We said hello back and continued to wait. Howie walked up and spoke with Kelly for a minute before he left. She yelled at him to call her later. Five minutes later, Todd came out, still pissed. "You still upset about the writing on your locker?" I asked. "No, I'm pissed it's not cleaned off yet. What the fuck does the janitor do all day, anyway?" "I don't know, but I'm sure they'll take care of it tonight, after school." Starting to walk down the stairs, Kelly asked, "So, do you still think it's Bobby?" "When I was in the office, I told them who I suspected and they told me he was out yesterday. I went to check later and they told me he was out again today. So, I don't think it is, unless he snuck in just to do that." "Someone would've seen him if he had," Kelly reasoned. "Guess you're right. I just don't know who it could be. Everyone I've told has been cool about it, except for Bobby." "Let's not worry about it. It'll probably be gone tomorrow anyway," I said. "I hope so," Todd answered passing through a row of cars to get to his. When he arrived, I told Kelly to follow us and heard him cuss. Looking over, I asked, "What's wrong now?" "Someone fucking keyed my car." "What?" Kelly asked, walking over. "Someone keyed my car. Look," he said pointing to the long scrape down the length of the car. "Shit," Kelly said, covering her mouth. "Whatcha gonna do?" I asked. "Fuck if I know," he said, putting his hand through his bangs and holding them to his head. "Come on, let's just get outta here. You can report it tomorrow," I said, feeling more morose by the second. Kelly followed us home and I didn't say a word on the ride. When we pulled in the drive, Todd asked if I was okay. "I'm just afraid I'll have to put up with this next year," I told him. "Blake, if I had known this was going to happen, I wouldn't have told anyone. I'm sorry." Putting my hand on his thigh, I said, "I know. How could you have known? I'm the one that said I wanted to tell the world." "Yeah, but I'm the one that opened my big mouth." Looking at him, I smiled. "What?" he asked smiling back. "Yeah, it is a big mouth." "Hey, now. I just . . ." "I meant it is a big mouth," I said, emphasizing the word big. "Oh, I gotcha. Yeah, it can be pretty useful, huh?" "Oh, yeah," I said with a twinkle in my eye. A second later, I heard Kelly knock on the window. I forgot she was there and had to change my thought back to school work. Getting out, I grabbed my bag and walked up to the house with Todd in tow. "Wow, this is nice," she said entering and looking around. "Thanks," Todd said. "Go on in to the dining room. We can use the table there." I led the way and soon, our math books were opened and Todd was working on his English. After about half an hour, Todd got up and asked if we were hungry. "I'm gonna make myself a sandwich, you guys want one?" "Sure," Kelly said. "I'd love one," I said, watching him as he walked behind me. My head was back and he saw an opportunity to kiss me. When he did, it was a long, lingering kiss. Pulling away, he said, "I'll be back in a minute." I watched him walk away with a smile on my face. When he disappeared, I looked back at Kelly and she had a silly grin on hers. "What?" I asked. "You just seem to be in a real good mood all the sudden." Blushing, I said, "Well . . ." "Well, what?" she asked. Looking at the door for Todd, I looked back and whispered, "We had sex yesterday and it was hot." "Oh my, God. Was it good?" she asked, giddily. "You would not believe how good," I answered with a smile. "Shit, I hate you sometimes," she said. "What? Why?" "Cause, you get to have sex with the best looking guy at school. He's just so . . ." "Perfect?" I finished for her. "Yeah," she said. "I know," I said putting my chin on my fist. Leaning in closer, she asked, "Is he big?" "Kelly?" I asked, shocked she wanted to know. "What? I wanna know. I've had fantasies; I just want to know if they're true." "You've had fantasies about Todd?" I asked. "Well, just one . . . or two," she admitted. With my hands, I showed the length and girth of how big he is. "Shit. I knew I underestimated my fantasies." "And, believe me, he knows how to use it," I said with a wink. "God, I hate you," she said, throwing her pencil at me. I laughed and picked her pencil off the floor and gave it back to her. For the rest of the afternoon, Kelly and I pretty much figured out the math assignment and Todd finished his homework and headed to the living room to watch TV. When we were done, I walked Kelly to the door and Todd met us there. "Thanks for letting me come over," she said to Todd. "Hey, it's his place now, too. Anytime you want to come over, just say so." "Thanks again," she said to me. I went up and hugged her and kissed her cheek. Stepping back, Todd gave her a hug goodbye. When he stepped back, I wrapped my arms over his shoulder and crossed them over his pecs. Looking to me through squinted eyes, Kelly said, "Just remember, I still hate you." I laughed and Todd looked confused. "See you tomorrow, guys." "Bye Kelly. Drive safe," Todd said and closed the door behind her. Looking at me, he asked, "Do I want to know why she hates you?" "Because I get to kiss you and hold you and have sex with you. She only has her fantasies," I said, pulling his shirt making him step towards me. "You told her we had sex?" "Yeah." What'd she say?" "Not much. I think she was shocked. She did ask how big you are, though." "And, what'd you tell her?" "I told her you were only about four inches and very skinny." "God, you are a bitch," he said, attacking my sides. I got out of his clutches, laughing and started running around the house. Todd was on my heals, trying to catch me, but only succeeded when I fell on the couch. He fell on top of me and smiled. My laughter subsided and I leaned up for a kiss. Pushing my hair away from my face, he said, "You're so beautiful." "But I'm far from being perfect, Puppy." "That's what I love about you." He closed the space between our lips, again, and we kissed. To be continue . . . Emails are welcome at dsc110875@hotmail.com