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Free was the only word that I could come up with to describe how I felt. And even that seemed extremely limited. Ryan and I had finally found a place where our love could blossom and bloom without restriction, without rules or laws, without limits. It was so spectacular a feeling that neither one of us knew what to do with it really. After spending our very first afternoon making love in Matt's basement, our little getaway to paradise, we had been beyond inseparable. Even more than before....and that was just yesterday. Our gazes became a little stronger, our touches a little more frequent, our thoughts of one another became more vivid, more common. It was wonderful to the Nth degree. The next day when I walked into that classroom for first period History, Ryan's eyes met mine with a sensual gaze that almost made everyone else stop and stare. They must have noticed something was up, the feelings we had for each other before had been enhanced 100 times and it was getting too hard for us to hide behind a few giggles and the usual buddy-buddy chit chat. We just maintained this glow, this aura, that shined so bright that you couldn't help but take notice. Ryan and I didn't talk during class like we usually did, even the teacher was surprised that she didn't have to continually tell us to shut up. No, anything Ryan and I had to say to each other could be communicated through eye contact, our passionate stares conveying the message perfectly. We were that connected, bound by something that we couldn't explain, and didn't expect anyone else to understand. This was love, OUR love.
Lunchtime rolled around, and the two of us tried our hardest to break out of our dreamy haze as we stood in line for our food. I even noticed that we didn't look at each other as much that day, because we knew the urge to press our lips together and make out would be much to strong to fight off after the first few seconds of gazing into his hazel eyes. Even in a school full of kids, I would gladly get down on my knees and thank heaven for sending this angel my way. He could have had anyone in the school, maybe even the world, but he chose me...and that's what kept me so in love. Not just for the opportunity to give him the love a boy as sweet as Ryan deserved, but because of the love he made me feel for myself. The hell with the world, as long as I was special in Ryan's eyes, everything was alright. We got our usual plates full of slop and headed to the lunch table, letting the noise of the cafeteria help us to get back to acting 'normal'. Tyler joined us sooner than usual today with Sam by his side. They didn't seem to be getting lunch today and I decided to ask what was up?
"Nah, we decided to hit the Burger King around the corner for lunch today. Not really in the mood for the usual crap they serve in this place today." Sam said, his bag slung over one shoulder.
"So where's Matt? I thought you guys were like the three Musketeers?" Ryan asked.
"Seems the dope got caught cheating on his geometry test. So he's stuck taking it over during lunch. We'd like to have him join us, but it doesn't look like he's gonna make it." Sam continued. That's when I looked over and noticed that Tyler wasn't saying anything. He was just sort of standing there with this weird smile on his face, looking like he was holding back something big.
"What's with you today?" I asked.
Tyler couldn't hold it in anymore and excitedly grinned widely as he blurted it out, "SO.....HOW WAS IT???"
"How was what?"
"C'mon Randy! Tell me, tell me! Yesterday...the little love nest...the room....how was it? I want details?"
I was a little uncomfortable about Tyler talking about it in a crowded cafeteria full of kids, but when Ryan and I looked at each other and smiled, Tyler knew right away that it was everything we had dreamed of and more. Tyler's smile was just so cute, and he almost had that goofy look on his face like when my mom first saw my hickey. "Awwwwwwww....." He whined, sounding like he had just spotted a cute puppy in a blanket, "...God, you guys are too perfect. Okay, okay, no more questions. We're out of here. Enjoy your lunch guys." Geez, we both knew Tyler was sweet, but he was like a whole different person ever since we had gotten all of our problems out in the open. He was almost like our biggest cheering section. I guess I got lucky to have an ex-boyfriend that understood.
They both walked out, chit chatting and snickering to themselves, no doubt about us. They didn't say anything right then and there, but we were sure that once we were all alone, Sam and Tyler were going to tease us something awful about our bashful display of puppy love. But we didn't care, hell, we were happy. Ryan was even blushing a little over the whole thing. I wish he'd stop that, he was so cute when his face got all flushed like that, and he was exciting me in a room full of people here. His smile, his beautifully slanted hazel eyes, his strawberry blond locks swaying hypnotically with his every movement...he was the most tantalizing piece of eye candy in the whole damn school and he was mine. I told him to stop blushing, but that only made it worse. He smiled even more and fanned his face trying to get it to stop. Geez, he was getting as bad as Ariel. And speak of the devil, as soon as he crossed my mind, Ariel walked into the cafeteria with his sack lunch in hand. We expected him to just come over and sit down, but he just walked around like he was looking for another table to sit at. Ryan and I were both a little confused about it, but he was just wandering with this worried look on his face. As he walked past us a couple of rows away, he slowed down a little bit and kind of kept peeking at us out of the corner of his eye. It was like he didn't want us to know he was looking at us. Was he too shy to sit with us now?
I smiled a little and waved him over to our table. He took the hint and a huge smile broke out on his face, his single dimple becoming visible. Then with a relieved look on his face, he quickly walked over to our table. An uncontrollable grin broke out his face, and his thin pink lips curled up in the cutest way. He lightly took his hand and brushed the longer half of his hair out of his face and tucked it back behind his ear. He seemed so happy to be sitting with us, like he expected us to forget him or something.
"Did you forget where we sit?" Ryan asked, a smile on his face.
Ariel grinned a little and lowered his head to hide his smile, causing his dark brown hair to fall from behind his ear and back into his face again. "I know...you said you wanted me to sit with you guys...but...I thought...you know..."
"You thought were just making it up? No, feel free dude. We like you, you're cool." Ryan said, trying to pick up his spirits a little. Ariel had a lot to offer, he was a really nice and sweet kid, just so quiet that most people don't give him the chance he deserves. Once you got to know him, I was betting he'd be awesome, and I was looking forward to it.
Ariel looked over at me for the first time since he had sat down, and in a voice too quiet to really hear, he said, "H-h-hi Randy..." I returned the greeting happily, and that bashful smile of his came back with a vengeance, his face turning red before my eyes. It was actually kinda neat having even the simplest of phrases from me give somebody so much joy. I almost felt like I was making every single day the best day of his life. But the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him or lead him on, so I kept it to a minimum. I didn't exactly want to flirt with him and get his hopes up too much, but I didn't want to reject him either. So I figured that we could both have fun just hovering between the two for right now. We talked for most of the lunch hour, all three of us this time. I guess he felt a little more accepted around the two of us, and he opened up even more than yesterday. He was basically just a few shy smiles away from being normal for once...and I mean that in a nice way. He had the most adorable sense of humor, not really childish, but a little out of the ordinary. He had us giggling half the time he was there, and he seemed really proud to be a part of our little lunch group. We had hit a quiet spell and Ariel said he was going to get some napkins. He got up for a second, and walked away from the table. Ryan and I breathed a sigh of relief and took our cartons of milk out from under the table to take a much needed sip. We had to hide them in our laps...just in case Hurricane Ariel decided to drop anything else in my lap. We both kind of laughed at each other and when he came back, even though he didn't know what was so funny, it just became contagious. I don't think I've ever really heard a genuine laugh come from him before, it was kind of cool. That's when I realized that Ryan and I were just hanging out, just being friends again. We weren't consumed with the lust filled stares and steamy glances that we had been giving each other all morning. Maybe Ariel was the key in all this, maybe he was gonna be the one to help us feel normal, like everybody else in this crazy place. For some reason, he had only been around us for a few days, and he had already begun to fit in as one of us. He was certainly a wild card in all this, or maybe just a blessing in disguise. He even actually made an effort to talk to us this time, his voice finally getting to a point where we could hear him without really straining. Of course he talked more to Ryan than to me. My voice always seemed to make him nervous, like he had suddenly become self conscious of everything he did. Every word that I threw his way made him tremble, trying to fight off a shy smile and look me in the eye. But hey, he was one of the gang now, he'd just have to get used to my ramblings eventually, might as well be now.
We had all gone our separate ways after the bell rang and I went back to my locker to get my stuff for English class. I just felt good about life at that moment, everything seemed so right with the world, and it was an incredible sensation. A constant tingling that filled my whole body and made me feel weightless and free. Sigh...the world is a very cool place indeed. Just as I had finished figuring out my combination on my lock, I opened the locker door and saw a letter in a white envelope come tumbling out. It just had my name on it and a heart drawn in the upper right hand corner. I looked around at first to see if anyone else was looking, and then I opened it. It read:
My second to last period of the day, art class, and a chance to see Ariel again since lunch. I walked in and started a conversation, talking to him without trying to let on that I had gotten the letter. He was his usual timid self, knocked a poster off of the wall, spilled a tray of paint, tripped over a chair, accidently put glue in Cindy's hair...the usual Ariel behavior for one day. But outside of the normal blushes and grins, he wasn't acting too different than he was at lunch. It was very strange indeed. Then class was over and I left, not resolving much of anything. He had a nervous moment at the door, where he looked like he was getting ready to ask me something, but he chickened out and walked away. Maybe he was getting ready to ask if I had gotten 'something' today, maybe not. I couldn't really tell with him. You know, any guy would be lucky to have an amazingly cute kid like Ariel for a boyfriend. I almost wanted to wrap a good looking teen boy up in a bow and give it to him for Christmas or something. But he wasn't bound to find one until he got a little more confident and just went for it. I'm sure there had to be guys watching him...I would. "Hehehe, okay, let's not go through THAT again!" I thought to myself, and walked away.
The bell rang and at last we were free. I tried to rush out of my last period class, waiting anxiously to get a piece of Ryan and spend another long afternoon in our private room. I was at my locker, fiddling with the lock when Tyler came back over and put an arm around my shoulder. "So...going back for more today? You two never seem to get enough, do ya?"
Tyler was his usual happy and cheerful self, no need to think it was him putting notes in my locker. We had been through a lot together, but that was over now, a distant memory. We had both made our mistakes, and accepted the fact that life goes on. And now that he was like my best friend in the whole world, I kinda feel bad about putting up such a fuss when he first moved into town. Nah, couldn't be him. We gabbed for a little while longer when my old friend Jenny came up to ask me about some English homework.
"Hey Jenny, how's it going? Thanks for the birthday card by the way, that was really cool." I said. I noticed her giving Tyler the hidden 'once over' and examining his body from head to toe like most girls do. I think it made Tyler a little nervous, because he kind of said goodbye and basically high tailed it out of there. Poor Tyler, he knew girls were watching him, he just had no idea how many hearts he had broken since he had come to this school.
"So what were we supposed to do in the workbook tonight anyway?" She asked.
"Umm...hold on, let me get my book out of the locker." I said, opening it and rummaging through my stuff quickly so I could get out of there. After all, me and Ryan had a date to keep. "Here we go...chapters 17 and 18. We only have to do 17 first, and then we can wait two weeks to do the other one."
"Is that what you're gonna do?"
"Probably...I'm in no big rush to do chapter 18 anyway. It's good to let the teachers sweat a little." I said with a sly grin. Jenny giggled a little bit and started to walk away, but all of the sudden she turned around and brought some ancient childhood memory of us playing Superfriends in her brothers tree house from like 6 years ago. I was a little confused to say the least, but I kept a smile on my face the whole time. I mean, it WAS a fun memory, the two of us as kids goofing around in the old neighborhood and riding our bikes. She was quite the tomboy back then, but now she let her long brown hair grow out just past her shoulders, her bright brown eyes decorated with a permanent sparkle. She had really grown into something beautiful, even I could see that.
Then I saw Ryan walking towards me from the other end of the hall and I knew it was time to go have some fun. I was brief and quick and basically just told Jenny I'd see her tomorrow. She just smiled and walked off, thank goodness. Didn't need her eyeing my boyfriend too. Ryan grinned at me and waved his car keys in front of my face...it was time for round two. We giggled happily and began our excited trot out to the car when we ran into Ariel outside of the front door. We stopped dead in our tracks and greeted him with a pat on the shoulder. "Ariel, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Well...I...just thought I'd wait for you, after my 9th period class...." He said, his eyes turned down to my feet. "I thought...maybe you'd wanna walk home...or...something..." He said, trailing off to dead silence.
"Um...Ariel? You don't HAVE a 9th period class. You should have gone home like an hour ago."
"Oh.....right. Didn't seem like that long. Well? Wanna walk home anyway?" I didn't quite know what to say here, I figured he must have worked up a great deal of courage to ask me to walk home with him. And he did wait a whole hour for me to come out. I'd feel like a jerk for turning him down. Then again, I didn't necessarily want to miss out on a wild afternoon with my teen angel either.
Just then, being the polite and caring guy that he was, Ryan jumped in, "Uh...you know Randy, that's cool. I was just gonna meet the guys at the arcade first anyway and then go to Frankie's for a bite to eat. Maybe you could just meet me there later." He said, basically pushing me forward playfully. I think he was honestly getting a big kick out of watching me squirm nervously about this whole thing.
"Are you sure?" I asked. Then Ryan gave me a sexy smile and lowered his voice to a soft sensual moan.
"Don't worry, we've got time." He said. Then he looked at Ariel and asked, "Hey dude...you ever have a Tootsie Roll?"
"A...a Tootsie Roll?" He asked confused.
I threw Ryan a shocked glance and we couldn't help but snicker to ourselves. "Nevermind, Ariel...he's just being goofy!" I shouted out as Ryan got in his car and drove away. Me and Ariel turned around and started walking home, and although I was missing a good time with my boyfriend, I didn't really mind spending time with our new friend. We talked about this and that, made some jokes, traded some gossip, and just generally enjoyed a sunny afternoon. He didn't live too far from us, maybe six or seven blocks tops, so he was definitely in the neighborhood. But the closer we got to his house, the more frightened he got. By the time we were a block away, you would have thought he was walking home with Freddy Krueger. His hands were shaking, his forehead was beaded with sweat, and his voice was starting to crack under the pressure. He had a hard time keeping his backpack slung over his shoulder and had to keep readjusting. Was all this because of me? Was I ever this bad? It had to be his note, who else would be so shy around me? I loved having Ariel around more than anything, but I knew I was going to have to deal with this schoolboy's crush sooner or later. If I could just get him to admit, it might be easier to tell him about me and Ryan. I thought about it and figured I could get him to open up a little bit, making me just as nervous as he was, wondering how he was going to take it.
"Ariel, you know...if you've got something to say, anything at all, you can tell me."
Ariel gave me a look of worry and confusion. We were still walking forward, and he looked like he had the words on the very tip of his tongue. He was trying, I could see it. His whole body was rigid and tense, his breathing had become ragged and he was mustering up all the confidence he could. He was terrified, stumbling for the words, but they wouldn't come out. His flushed face and shaky hands were fighting him every step of the way, he looked like he was about to faint. His mouth was open, but the sheer horror of revealing his feelings for me refused to let the words come out of him. "Um....um......ah........." He was trying so hard, I could SEE it in his eyes, in his quivering lips, in his balled up fists. He was so close! He was almost there!
Suddenly, while walking forward, his bag slipped all the way off of his shoulder and swung down to get all tangled up in his legs. Ariel tripped over himself and took a nose dive right down to the cement, landing flat on his face. "Omigod dude! Are you okay?" I asked, rushing over to help him up. Ariel kind of pushed my hands away from him and stood up on his own, blushing like crazy. But this time, his face wasn't plastered with his usual shy smile, this time he looked frustrated and hurt. He seemed like he was full of self hatred for being so clumsy and he was embarrassed to the point of choking back tears. He was so close, he just couldn't bring himself to say it. He wouldn't let me help him, wouldn't let me brush him off, he just kind of retreated back into his protective shell and looked at the ground ashamed of himself. "Ariel...don't worry about it. It's okay, accidents happen."
"Yeah..." He whispered quietly. He was obviously too embarrassed to say anything now, he wouldn't even look me in the eye. "Look...I gotta go, okay?"
"You alright buddy?"
"I'm fine." He whispered, almost ready to cry. I felt so bad for him, I didn't mean to make him feel bad.
"See you tomorrow?" I asked.
"Maybe...we'll see..." He said, and slinked off to his house, slamming his front door. I wanted to follow him in and comfort him, but somehow I knew it would just make things worse. Sigh...some dream boy I turned out to be.
It took me about an hour to get to Frankie's to meet Ryan for some snacks, I hadn't realized how slow me and Ariel had been walking. It certainly didn't seem like that long. Ryan was grinning happily as soon as I walked through the door and offered me some of his fries. I told him what happened and he laughed at me. "Dude...don't laugh. I feel so bad for doing that to him." I said, with a sympathetic smile.
"I'm sorry, hehehe, look...if you want to do something to help him, then just tell him." He said nonchalantly, shoving another fry in his mouth.
"I can't do that, it'll break his heart."
"Hehehe...well, why don't do something drastic?"
"Like what?"
Ryan leaned forward and in a whispered giggle said, "Tell him you're straight." We both laughed out loud and I grabbed a small handful of fries, tossing them playfully at Ryan's face. He was no help, but man was he gorgeous. I never thought I could have so much love for one person.
We both finished up and went back to Matt's place, heading straight for the basement. As soon as we walked down the stairs, we saw Sam and Tyler wrapped around each other on the couch, french kissing and grinding into each other erotically. We didn't necessarily mean to walk in on anything, but as soon as they noticed we were there, they didn't seem to mind.
"What are you guys watching on TV over here?" I asked, looking at the screen.
"We don't really know," Tyler said smiling, "We were a little too busy to notice."
The two of them kissed again before Matt said, "Yeah, so far it's just been 20 minutes of this Rocky Mountain savage wrestling a pack of wild coyotes in a loincloth. It got us kind of hot, so we kind of lost our concentration on the plot."
I went to the mini fridge and grabbed to sodas for me and Ryan, and all four of us just sat around talking for a while. It was weird, but when we were hiding out and being secretive, me and Ryan couldn't get enough of each other. But now that we had all the peace and quiet we wanted, we didn't rush into anything, we didn't feel the need to run straight for the bedroom and get our kicks before our parents came home. Like I said, it was weird. Then, somehow or another Ryan and Tyler started talking about me and that's when 'the sound' came up.
"So tell me something Tyler...this is kinda weird for me to ask, but when you and Randy were together....did he ever make that sound?" Ryan asked.
I was puzzled at first, "What sound?"
"Oh you mean that thing he does right after he...uh...you know..." Tyler said grinning.
"What sound?" I asked again. Tyler and Ryan looked at each other and started snickering heartily at my confusion. "What? What are you talking about?"
Tyler started first, "Well...you know, like, right when you shoot...you make this...sound...you know? This kinda of, moan, groan, whimper, nasal thingy."
Then Ryan finished, "Yeah, it's like 'unnnngh'...and it's soooo cute."
"Yeah, it's like 'uuuuunnnnnngh', but Ryan does it better." Tyler giggled. The two of them started laughing again and repeated the noise over and over again, trying to get it just right.
I blushed a little, "I...I do NOT!"
"Yes baby, you do. But it's adorable though, I love it." Ryan said, patting me on the knee.
"I do not make any sounds like that. I don't know what you guys are talking about." I said, trying not to smile.
But they only laughed harder, even Sam was making fun of me now. I must admit, the sounds they were making did sound pretty funny, but I don't remember anything like that coming out of me. We all had a good chuckle over the whole thing, and then got back into the movie for a couple of minutes. We didn't know what channel it was, but this movie was turning into a gay porno right in front of our eyes! The savage answered a knock at the door, and there was this repair guy, and then the guy said 'I'm here to fix your pipes.' And the savage said, 'go ahead, it's down under the sink...way in the back.' And the repair guy said, 'It's awfully hot this time of year, mind if I take off this shirt?' The next thing we know, this music kicked in and the two of them were 69ing on the kitchen table, and the savage was spanking him with a can opener! Definitely a quality flick.
It had only been quiet for two or three minutes before it was obvious that Ryan and I weren't watching the movie anymore. I looked over at him and he was giving me his patented look, the one that got me into this mess in the first place. That look that eased my mind, erased my pain, and answered every question I could ever have about life and love. We both stood up simultaneously, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze, and he slowly and gently took hold of my hand as we made our way to our bedroom. God, that was just so cool to say...our bedroom. The whole thing still didn't seem real to me, to either one of us. We walked in, taking our sweet time, letting the anticipation build for the both of us. And as Ryan started to take off his shirt, I turned to close the door. The last thing I saw in the other room was Tyler's head kissing its way down Sam's chest, ready to demonstrate that tongue technique he had learned so well.
Ryan walked over towards me, already naked except for a pair of socks, his tantalizing erection swaying back and forth proudly in front of him. He warmly wrapped his arms around my slim waist and kissed me deeply on the lips. Oh those cushioned lips of his were just soooo perfect, and they tasted even sweeter than the rest of him. His hands moved up and down my sides at a snail's pace as his wet tongue entered my mouth, writhing and squirming its way slowly past mine. My breath left me, but Ryan breathed enough into me to keep me from floating away, and his hands began patiently undressing me. His hands untucked my shirt from my jeans and his head moved down to kiss and lick my dime sized nipples feverishly as I raised my arms to pull it over my head. I tossed it to one side of the room and brought my arms down to hold Ryan tightly to my chest as he kissed it harder and harder, now nibbling at the soft flesh. He began erotically running his fingers up and down the front of my crotch, cupping my balls through the material of my jeans. I almost fell over with the pleasure he was giving me between my nipples and my groin, and I moaned quietly to myself, still getting used to the freedom of moaning out loud for a change. He unzipped my pants and reached inside to feel the hot swollen meat that was waiting inside just for him. I did the rest, pulling my pants and underwear down to my ankles and stepping out of them. We leaned back on the mattress and began our mating dance of rolling and grinding, kissing and touching. My hands went straight for his buttercup of an ass and cradled it gently in my fingers. I kneaded and groped the tender cheeks while Ryan whimpered sexily into my lips, the vibes sending us both into a euphoric state of pure emotion. I rolled him over onto his back and scooted downwards, my tongue licking a long cool trail to his belly button. Ryan's belly button was so cute, a little oval shaped cavity that was sucked inwards to make the most attractive shape. It was like a ten year olds navel, and I delved into it with my tongue, causing my lover's eyes to flutter and his hips to push up into my chest, his aching cock dying to release the incredible pressure. I continued to lick at the cavity as Ryan built up a steady rhythm of grinding into me, and I could tell that he was already getting close. But there was no way that I was going to let him off that easy.
I didn't want to leave his tight stomach behind, but there was an even more precious treasure just inches down from where I was. I took the tip of his cock head in between my moist lips and slid them downwards about half way. I made sure not to swallow this time, instead allowing his leaking pre-cum to coat and lubricate his shaft as it mixed with my hot saliva. Then I let his hardness slip out of my mouth and moved down to take his slick rubbery testicles into my mouth and suck on them one at a time. Ryan's hips lifted almost immediately and he started to push himself down the bed to get more of his balls into my mouth. He was moaning really loud and it was turning me on even more to know that he was getting so hot. His hands quickly reached down to my head and pulled me into him deeper and deeper, never satisfied with the pleasure I was giving him, wondering how much more he could take. My fingers slowly wrapped themselves around his cock, sending a shiver throughout his entire body, I shiver I could taste through his delicious testicles. My hand worked his shaft up and down in time with my licking and it just about drove Ryan insane. He couldn't keep still, and his hands were almost pulling my hair out. He spread his legs even wider then they already were, and he put one of his feet on my shoulder, giving me full access to every private piece of his sweet smelling body. I explored every inch of his balls with my tongue, licking past every little stray pubic hair, every wrinkle, every line...he tasted sooo good. I was getting even more excited than he was and sped up my hand to a quick but gentle stroke. Ryan was now thrusting his head back, his eyes clenched shut, his mouth breathing out hisses and whispers as I brought him to the heights of passion. I could feel his body beginning to tense, and just when he thought he couldn't take any more, I ran my middle finger back and forth over his tight little pucker, refusing to enter. His whimpers were beyond desperate, and were now echoing off the walls of the bedroom. My hand on his cock, stroking the slick shaft, my tongue fiercely attacking his balls, causing his body to wiggle and shake, my finger running over his taut anus, the slight friction making the opening sensitive to the touch and making him squirm in a sexual frenzy. He had taken all he could take, Ryan screamed out, "Oh God! Oh, oh, ohhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh..." His orgasm shook the both of us and his legs were flopping all over the place, trying to keep him from flying off of the bed. He begged and pleaded for me to stop before pulling me away from his supersensitive member and kissing me hard on the lips. He was so turned on by the whole thing, he practically forced me on my back and attacked my cock with a fury. Ryan's muffled whimpers were music to my ears as his mouth tried to swallow all of my six inches and then some. His tongue...oh wow...his tongue! I think he had taken Tyler's method and improved on it, because he was making me see stars with the expert service he was giving me today. His hands tickled and rolled my balls around as his head bobbed up and down on me, his lovely locks of hair brushing against my thighs and stomach. I felt my climax building and wanted to hold it for just a few seconds more...if only I could last for a few seconds more. But holding it back only made it shoot forward with more persistence, and I knew that I would explode any second now. That's when it happened...I was in the throws of passion, feeling Ryan preparing himself for my load, and I ejaculated hard into his hot sucking mouth. But after the first shot, something built up inside me, something I couldn't control, something I didn't even notice until after it had already happened. I heard it leave my mouth and I couldn't hold it back, it was completely involuntary...
"...Unnnnngh!" I did it, I made the sound. Where did that come from? I never heard myself make that sound before! As soon as Ryan heard it, he stopped sucking, his eyes lit up, his lips curled up in the corners, and I knew he couldn't fight it for another second. Ryan suddenly burst out laughing, his mouth still full of my seed, and he spit my spent cum all over my chest and stomach! He was cracking up, he couldn't even apologize. He was laughing so hard that he just rolled over on his side and grabbed a hold of his stomach to keep it from caving in. He was in tears, and I couldn't do anything but join him in his laughter. It was then that we both piped down and heard giggles coming from the other side of the door. Evidently Tyler and Sam had finished up before us and heard the whole thing! "Hey, we weren't listening to you guys on the couch!" I said, still laughing to myself.
"Yeah, well we weren't making as much noise as you guys were." Sam shouted back. "Nice 'sound' by the way, Randy! Unnnngh!" He said, and the two of them broke down and started laughing again.
"Pervs!!!" I shouted back, and then leaned back to lay next to Ryan and hold him in my arms. The two of us just laid there, occasionally sharing small baby kiss and tight embraces, and we mingled together lovingly as the sunset shined rays of gold through our window. We stared at the walls and got into a conversation about how we could fix up the room, you know, make it our own. Ryan said there was an old TV in his dad's garage that he could bring in. It was black and white, but we weren't gonna spend a whole bunch of time watching it anyway. And I told him that I had some old movie posters and stuff that we could put up. I told him to just wait there, I'd go home and grab a couple and then I'd be back to hang them up in a half hour.
I got on the next bus home, didn't really want Ryan getting up and driving me back and forth all the time. He always offered, but I didn't want to take advantage. Besides, from the content and satisfied look on his face, as his beautifully naked body lay draped over our bed, he looked like he was going to pass out anyway. Or at the very least be content just staring at the ceiling and thinking about me while I'm gone. He was just so cool sometimes. I got off the bus and rushed home to grab the 'decorations' when I noticed an unfamiliar car parked in the drive way. It struck me as kind of odd, considering my mother usually just likes to come home from work and not have to deal with anybody else for the night, so she's not one for company.
I opened the back door and walked in through the kitchen, hearing a deep, but familiar voice coming from the living room. As I got closer, I began recognizing the voice more and more, having it bring back a dozen memories from my childhood...and none of them good. As soon as I entered the room, the man turned around, his smile, his glaring brown eyes, his goat tee just as tattered as ever. And he took a step forward, his giant arms spread wide just for me, and I knew that this couldn't possibly be any good. That's when the words left my mouth, for the first time since I had seen him last, 5 years ago.
"D...D...Dad?"