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A Stepbrother's Desire - Josh and Tyson 47
Jordan Rose arrived at my house promptly at 10 a.m. as I had told him to do. He was wearing some long khaki shorts and a bright blue polo shirt and tan Sperry shoes.
"Sperry's? Seriously?" I asked with a laugh.
"I got trainers and flip flops too if you want to examine the rest of my wardrobe changes, Warner!" he barked. I heard Ty laughing back in the kitchen. He stormed through the door into the foyer.
"Jordan!" he announced.
"Whassup, little man," Jordan replied, giving Ty a high five.
"Y'all have fun at the lake," Ty said, marching upstairs.
"Hold on a minute," I said to Jordan and slipped up the stairs behind Ty.
"Hey," I said, following him into his room. He turned to me.
"I like you slipping in my room last night," I told him, putting my arms around him.
"I liked it too. You'll be careful today?" Ty asked.
"Yeah, this won't be "that" kind of day. This is just friends. Can't wait to see the expressions on Bryce and Kyle's faces when they see Jordan," I said with a snicker.
"You broadening out like this is so great, Josh. Jordan has a bunch of friends and can do anything he wants but today is going to mean something to him because it was a sincere invite, probably one of the most sincere invites he's ever been given," Ty said. He pulled my face down to his and kissed me. "And, I won't ever forgive you for not inviting me!" he snapped and gave me a light punch in my gut, causing me to crack up.
Jordan and I headed to my car with backpacks containing changes of clothes and other odds and ends.
"Who exactly has this lake place?" Jordan asked as I started the car.
"It's a surprise," I said and I instantly had a fear that perhaps he and Kyle might not have gotten along. I didn't believe that to be true, however. Kyle was not the sort of guy that made enemies, he didn't carry on with a high level of arrogance. I hope he didn't when he was a real athlete. I was sure he didn't. I knew Bryce didn't have any issues with Jordan. Finally, as we chatted I told myself to let it go. It was going to be a fun day. I got a text from Ty asking I let him know when I got up to the lake so he would know I got there safely. "Aww," I thought.
"I tell you Warner, I was surprised by this invite. You and me, well, we haven't gotten on the social scene before."
"Jordan, I have learned from Ty that in order to forge friendships and whatever, you have to make some effort. I should have made some effort with you before, but damn, time gets away."
"You right about that," Jordan said.
"Hey, how's Ricky doing these days?" I asked.
"Got him a little boyfriend," he said.
"Really! I hadn't heard about that," I said with some surprise.
"He's just getting into it. Some little white boy from his school. Oh they all up in each other's "business" from what I can tell!" Jordan quipped. I got the gist of that and I cracked up. I would have liked to talk to Ricky about it.
"Will he be careful and take things, you know, um, gently?" I asked.
"I gave him some council on it this past weekend. Between you and me, Warner, he had a fucking big crush on you!" Jordan announced, as if telling me something I didn't already know.
"I know it and I'm glad he's gotten on with someone. He was about to start a problem with Ty."
"I know that too. I told him to be careful about steppin' on yo' friend's toes, especially friends like Tyson Breck."
"I wasn't aware you were in the know but I'm glad you had that conversation with him. To see how much he changed after that "coming out" at the school talent show was amazing but I didn't think he understood how to use that new found power."
"Well he figured out how to act like a jerk real quick," Jordan laughed. "But that's just the Rose in him. We're working on that."
"Give him a year and little growth spurt, Jordan, and he's going to be a real hottie," I said.
"Funny you say that because that's exactly what I think. Boys going to go crazy on him but better not anyone "go crazy" again on him like my bastard cousin. Once of that was enough!" Jordan said, leaning back into his seat, looking at the country scenery.
"Whose place did you say we going to?" he asked.
"I didn't," and I laughed "but good try!"
"You know I ran into Ty the other day. He and I are planning a night out. That get under your skin, Warner?" Jordan asked.
"Nope, not in the slightest. In fact, it was Ty telling me about your meeting that inspired me to invite you to this," I said.
"Really. How cool is that?" Jordan asked.
"Listen, Jordan, I didn't know what to make of things when I first got here, but one of the things I have learned, and it's more about Ty than anything else, is that he has flat left an impression on very influential people at that high school and having friends like you and some of the other guys along the way, well, he and Tristan have been real lucky. I told Bryce that I feel like not all the "gay kids" have it so good and these guys are so much stronger because people like you have accepted them, treated em like they belong, loved em, even. I might not have ever witnessed that at my school but I understand it now," and I felt my face burn a bit.
"You `bout to choke me up over here, Warner. I love my peeps, you know. I have a ton of guys that love me because of basketball but the thing about Ty and Tristan too, is they just love you. It don't matter if you have a great car or play sports or whatever fucking shit you do. They just love to get a reaction out of you and want to see you "man up." I have been a better cousin to Ricky because I knew people like Ty. You know he's special," and he ventured out the window again.
"I know."
It took about thirty minutes and the GPS on my phone said we had reached the destination and I turned into a packed gravel drive and inched through some trees and into a clearing, of a very cool lakehouse, with the lake visible behind it.
"Nice!" said Jordan. We parked and got out. Bryce's BMW was there.
"Is this Chatley's place?" he asked.
"Nope. You'll see," I said. We walked to the door and before we could ring the bell, Kyle threw the door open and before he could say hello, he froze. Jordan froze as well. Bryce showed up and was about to ask what was going on and he froze too! No one moved for a second.
"Oh damn," said Jordan.
"Fuucckkk," Kyle said, in a very slow and deliberate drawl.
"Oh hell yeah!" exclaimed Bryce like a kid in a tow store. "This party just got off the fucking ground!" he yelled, with a couple of playful jumps.
"Kyle Davis," said Jordan. "I never expected to see you again, well, after the curse got you but man, I can't tell you what a happy day it is!"
"What, you knew about the curse too?" I asked.
"Oh yeah! I didn't wanna hangs with you white boys for fear that shit was contagious! Don't need no curses rubbing off on me!" Jordan exclaimed, causing us to laugh.
"Jordan, watching you in that final game, well, you "rose" to the occasion in every way! Please come in," and he waved his hand, ushering into the place. They had a fairly large ranch style house, very open, with views of the lake all the way across the back. Bryce slid a tray of deviled eggs across the counter.
"Try one of these," he suggested. "Julia Child here made them," he said, pointing to Kyle. We laughed but the deviled eggs were amazing. Jordan said he was very experienced with deviled eggs and polishing down two without even biting into them, said they were right on par. We each polished off a beer, discussing current events. The sun was warming things up and Kyle said it was time to hit the lake. We changed into some shorts and headed down to the lake. Bryce was carrying a small cooler with beer but Kyle said he would be observing safety rules on the lake, which we all understood and respected.
"Fuck Davis, this is a nice boat. What basketball player did you steal this from? Jordan asked, slipping on a life vest as Bryce and I climbed into the MasterCraft ski boat. Bryce and I were cracking up laughing.
"What?" Jordan asked. "Y'all think the black boy is a sissy for wearing a life vest but I got news for you! I'm not taking this thing off until I see how well Davis drives this aquatic vessel!" Jordan roared. I was laughing so hard I got my finger pinched between the boat and the dock, trying to untie the boat.
"Damn!" I yelled, grabbing my finger.
"See? It starts there and ends on some dirty ass lake bottom!" said Jordan in defense of himself. Bryce gave him a high five.
"Me and Jordan on the lake!" Bryce said. "Warner, that was an amazing idea!" he said.
"I hope y'all don't mind. Warner wouldn't tell me where we was going," he said.
"Sounds like Josh, him and his secret schemes and shit," said Kyle.
"Oh you know him well, I see," said Jordan and they all got another laugh out, as Kyle backed the boat from the dock and headed out into the lake for what promised to be a fantastic day!
By scoured the part of the lake close to Kyle's place but by lunch time, we had drank a couple of beers, in a leisurely form. This was more gentlemanly than it was party. We were hungry and Kyle wanted to gas the boat up so we rode out to a really nice marina. They had hot dogs wrapped in parchment paper and we ordered a bunch of them with mustard, chilli, and slaw. There was an area in between docks where people threw food into the lake and giant carp would come up and slurp in whatever was thrown. Some of the carp were huge and Kyle said some of them might be as old as ten years. Jordan turned his nose up at the sight.
"This is the mess Stephen King books are made of. Gross!" he said, walking back to the shop and admiring some of the parked ski boats along the dock that were for sale.
The super cute boy that was gassing the boats handed Kyle the bill and he went back to the shop to pay for the gas. I slipped in behind him and handed the lady my debit card.
"Dang, Josh, that's really nice. Thank you," he said.
"Least I can do for hosting us today," and we walked back to the boat with Kyle's hand resting on my shoulder. Kyle pointed to the driver's chair and suggested I have a go at driving. Ok, this was really generous and I was so excited. I pulled out slowly and once we were away from the incoming boat area, I dropped the throttle and we began a hasty thrust across the lake. I looked back and saw Jordan relaxing on the end of the bench seat that lined the back of the boat, wearing his enormous sunglasses, holding his beer and finishing a second hot dog. He looked like a movie star, basking in the sun. Bryce was sitting in the seat on the other side of Jordan and his blond hair was blown back, showing his thick strands. I snapped a pic with my phone and sent it to Ty.
<Gulp. Will never forgive! Thanks for sending> he texted back.
We were a ways up the lake when a large cabin cruiser crossed my path. The wave it left behind looked like a tidal wave. I aimed the boat at an angle from the wake and left the speed on high throttle. We hit the first wake and the front of the boat jumped over the first wave and slammed back down on the water and the second wave came fast then we were bumping up and down at a fast pace. The whole thing startled Jordan who had his eyes closed. He jumped up from the seat.
"Where the fuck is that life vest!" he roared into the air. He made us laugh so hard.
"Davis man, you might need to take the helm from that crazy mutherfuck driving this thing!" he snapped, taking his seat, and wiping the beer car of the spilled beer. Kyle waved him off.
"I would have done the exact same thing!" Kyle said. Kyle had me park in a shady area and we drifted for a bit, just talking and shooting the breeze. Jordan had some incredible gossip for us. And not knowing I had a more personal relationship with Keith Burch, he told us about he came across Keith and his boyfriend together at the car show that had just been on display at the civic center.
"Yeah, they were all lubby dubby until they ran into me," Jordan laughed. "Mr. Burch tried to straighten up but it was too late. I gave `em a cool nod and walked on to another section," he said.
"Burch is alright," said Bryce.
"He's actually super cool," I said, not explaining further. I felt a bit jealous of Keith being out with his boyfriend. I mean, it's obvious there was nothing between us like that but, well, I kind of considered him mine. Not asking much about the boyfriend and him not saying much about him, I guess had caused me to insert myself into Keith's special place. Knowing an older, more mature, guy like Keith had become important to me but, I would have to accept that he had his own life outside of school and maybe I was just a line item in his duties. No, I didn't want to think that way. I guess a moody shadow passed over my face.
"Josh, what's wrong?" asked Bryce. "You were way out there, man," he said.
"Probably had something to do with that marina boy," said Kyle.
"That's not funny," I said. "No, nothing's wrong. Everything's pretty damn good, I think," I said, taking the edge off. You can't let moody get into your head when you're with a small group of guys. They will wonder and then they'll ask and if they don't get satisfaction, they'll talk. I took my shoes off and climbed onto the back of the boat and stuck my foot in the water. That shit was cold. Yeah, there wouldn't be any swimming today. But this summer? Oh I hoped Kyle would invite me back and maybe I could bring Ty. That would be an awesome day!
"It's so quiet out here," Jordan said. "I thought the lake would be busting with boats today,"
"Naw, it's early in the season. Most of the people on the lake are just getting into their places and getting them ready. I live up here so I'm out on the lake all the time," Kyle explained. Jordan hadn't really heard the story of Kyle-post-football and Kyle told the story about surgery, asshole dad, and moving to South Carolina. Jordan was getting a grasp on things and understood better. He thought Kyle had landed a "swoosh" when he got to move out here.
"Hey Bryce, you remember our sophomore year when we rolled the coach's house with toilet paper?" and Bryce's eyes widened and he almost spit his beer out.
"You did what?" I asked. "Seems so childish now but that was so funny. It was a breezy night and that toilet paper was blowing in the wind. That was the funniest shit!" said Bryce. Oh, well, I guess a few Kyle and Bryce stories wouldn't hurt anything, I thought. It is Kyle's day after all. But Jordan stepped in.
"See y'all think toilet paper is funny. We never got into that. What was funnier was when the coach thought it was so cool he had the Times come out and take a picture of it!" Jordan said, giggling. "He totally got y'all's stupid asses back! Now that was funny. But I'll tell you one funnier. That damn Beechum Monroe went to one of your guys and got a little blue pill so he could have a hot fuck with his girl before the game. Man, he must've been exhausted or something to need one that bad. Dumb fuck couldn't get it to go down! Missed half the game cuz he was sitting back in the locker room with a hardon! Dumbest shit I ever seen!" shouted Jordan.
"You are kidding!" said Bryce. "Couldn't he have just, like, hid it or something?"
"That boy has a big dick from what we could tell. Fucker was swinging in his shorts. Naw man, there wasn't hiding that piece," and Jordan started to laugh quietly again. "The shit we do," he said. Kyle and I were chuckling and I was wondering who had the blue pills because that would be gobs of fun!
"Well I got one too," said Bryce. "That night after we beat those mountain tractors, the night Josh laid the ball in my lap for a grand touchdown," and Jordan interrupted, "I remember that. Best play ever!"
"Well Josh here was taking one of his luxury showers in the locker room after the game," and I was instantly reminded of that night. "Me and some of the guys eased up to the shower and threw the curtain open. Josh jumped like a masked murderer was about to get him in the shower. Well, I climbed into the shower with him and the look on his face was priceless!"
Kyle started to laugh. "I can see this for some reason," he said.
"Josh was like, oh you better get out, Bryce. The guys were all laughing. I just wanted to thank him for such a great play. "Oh Bryce, I'm gonna get hard if you don't get out of here!" he shouted."
"But I turned the tables on you, didn't I?" I asked and everyone got quiet.
"He told me he was going to make me suck him off if he got hard in the shower! The guys surrounding us were screaming with laughter!" Jordan laughed then took a swig of beer.
"How like Warner to turn the tables!" Jordan said, after swallowing the beer. I noticed Kyle's expression and I think he was regretful that Bryce had moved on with new friends and new stories and he and I had probably shared the same look that day. I was not about to get competitive but I think Kyle and I shared some similar emotions. Bryce was sitting in the seat behind me and his arm was draped over the seat on my side and it felt so affectionate, so comfortable.
"If I had just been able to finish the season," I offered, bringing the tone down. I didn't want to go down memory lane from Chatham County. These guys wouldn't have understood my previous friends like Diesel Gray.
"Then," announced Bryce, "we would be sailing today with two superstars, I'm sure of it!" he concluded.
"Hey, hey," said Jordan. "Why you say that? Finishing a season isn't required to be a super star. Fact is, Warner made all you look like superstars. He put you in the places you needed to be to go further than field goals and touchdowns. Shit, he was thinking the end-game the...whole...game!" said Jordan.
"He definitely was!" said Kyle. "We were watching that on youtube, man. It was amazing!"
"Guys, y'all are definitely correct," said Bryce. He ran his hand down my side and said, "you were a superstar, Josh,,,sorry, you are a superstar," and whispering he said, "love you man." This was the Bryce one could fall in love with. Not the crazy ass from Friday night. This was the sweet and sincere Bryce. I looked at Kyle who had gotten lost in his own memories.
I stood. I raised my beer. Everyone stood and did the same. "I say here's to a boat with four amazing superstars! May our paths to victory never be obstructed again!" I said and everyone yelled "Woo, woo, woo," and chugged their beer. I knew the moment was right. The time was now. I slipped my hand into my backpack and retrieved my book, my amazing playbook, that hadn't seen much attention lately. I dropped it onto the casing, turned table, that housed the boat's engine. Everyone froze. Bryce reached for it and Kyle shouted, "don't touch that!"
Kyle was feeling himself and bent down on one knee and extended his arms and said in a flat tone, "Oh Lord, we beseech thee as your humbled servants to glorify and magnify, this, thy sacred bible, thy holy grail..." and before he could finish this rather hilarious "Monty Python" skit, Jordan Rose yelled, "Get up, you moron! White boy humor! There's no accounting for it!" and Bryce and I cracked up. Kyle took the book and began to fumble through it, taking longer looks at the more sophisticated plays.
"Awesome, isn't it?" said Bryce. You could tell Kyle had found what he was looking for when he reached one of the last pages.
"The Big D?" he said then he laughed. He flashed the page up for everyone to see.
"Shit," said Jordan in a slow drawl. "That was the play?" he asked.
"Yep."
"Oh wow, this is amazing, Josh. I'm really glad you brought it," said Kyle, thoughtfully.
"You have one?" I asked.
"Oh yes, but not as complex as yours."
"Bring it by sometime. I would love to see it," and he smiled, understanding there was no competition between him and me as defeated quarterbacks or between him and me regarding Bryce. I was lovin' some "brotherhood" feelings today.
"Is there a towel in this boat?" asked Jordan.
"Yes sir, its underneath you in the bench seat," Kyle said.
"Good, I hope its big enough to wipe all y'all's teary eyes because y'all are hitting the memories hard today!" Jordan said.
"You know what guys, I think it's time Jordan Rose got a taste of Brumfield football players!" I screamed and all three of us lunged for him and grabbed his arms. You could feel all his muscles tighten.
"Over the back?" said Bryce.
"Oh hell naw! Y'all need to let me go! I'm not getting in that water!" he announced but he was laughing so hard he could only drawl. He put up a good fight, his sunglasses falling into the boat. His skin was slick with sweat and lotion and we lost our grip. He slipped back into his seat breathing heavily.
"Damn that was a close call. I would have taken all y'all and this boat down with me. I can tell you that for sure! Fuck, no way three skinny white boys throwning me in a lake," he pondered for a minute. "Oh hell no!" he shouted again causing us to roar with laughter.
We pulled back out into the lake and cruised around some shoreline and made our way to survey the Dam. It was huge and really impressive. Kyle showed us some stories on his phone about some of the catfish that had been caught out here. Huge fish that had lived on the bottom for years, undisturbed, which was fascinating.
"Exactly why I'm not sticking my toes in there!" said Jordan.
We headed back to Kyle's place. The weather was cooling down. He took the wheel and guided the boat back to the dock where we grabbed the ropes and tied her down. After cleaning the boat up and removing our trash from the day, we went back up to the house and Kyle made a fire in the fire pit. We drank sparkling water to soak our buzzes down. I needed to get Jordan back to the city and Bryce had pulled me aside and told me I had messed up the plan a bit. He was hoping I would stay the night with him and Kyle. I explained that I hadn't been made aware there was an overnight plan but I had to work the next day so I would have to get back. The day had really been so fabulous and some "overnight drama" was not on my radar for this adventure.
Jordan and I thanked Kyle for having us out to his family's place. Jordan had a quiet word with Kyle and I suspect I knew how that conversation might sound. "You did the best you could and no need looking back. You were respected, man," was all I could hear Jordan saying to him, in that motivational, almost mentoring tone. If that's what he said, I would have totally agreed with him.
Jordan and I talked lightly on the way home. He talked about some of the old days when they were all sophomores then juniors and how their lives had changed so much. He was in a very "reflective" mood. I think a stress free day out on a lake does that to you. When we got home, I walked him to his car that was parked on the curb in front of our house.
"Jordan, you've heard about Ty's grandmother, Gigi, haven't you?" I asked.
"Oh yeah. She and Ty are really close, I believe."
"Yeah, well, she says this thing when they part ways, and well, it kind of stuck with me. I consider you to be a guy who stands on ceremony so I want to share this with you," I said, shyly, not sure if I could pull it off.
"Go ahead, Warner. Can't wait to hear this," he responded.
"Jordan, today was an amazing day, and in so many ways, you have been an amazing guy, to both Ty and me. So, I would like to part by saying: our story is straight, our slate is clean, and I will always have the greatest respect for you Jordan Rose. Always," and his face turned very serious.
"Damn, Warner. I thought you had some funny shit to say to me. I was not expecting that! Honestly man, I don't know what to say because that was some classy shit, and only a classy guy like you would say something like that to me," and he leaned forward and gave me a tight embrace. He released his very strong, muscular, grip on me.
"Warner, there are so many reasons why I needed a day like today and you really came through. I won't forget, Josh. I won't ever forget what has transpired this year. You are totally stand up, man," and without another word, he climbed into his car and drove away. That was, as I suspected, how a guy like Jordan Rose showed his truest emotions: get in the last word and drive away.
I walked slowly up to the house, thinking about that pasting exchange. I felt really good that I had done what I did, inviting him to spend the day. Bryce would be beside himself for days and, well, I think it was another successful reunion for Kyle. I had barely stepped onto the porch when Mom came out.
"How was the day, Josh? I saw Jordan drive off," she said, taking my backpack from me.
"Simply the best, mom. Simply the best," and she looked at me and saw my eyes pooling with water.
"Oh Josh, you must have so much going on in that head of yours. I wish I knew what to say," and she gripped my arms.
"The thing is mom, when it's all good, you don't really have to say anything," and with that she too gave me a tight hug, letting my backpack drop to the floor.
I went upstairs to my room and undressed to shower and clean up. The "wind blown" look is only good in the wind. As I was about to finish my shower, the shower curtain flung open, scaring me so that I almost lost my footing.
"Damn Eunice!" I barked at Ty. He cracked up laughing.
"You so had that coming, mister!" he barked back. "How was the lake?" he asked.
"Well never mind that I'm just standing here in the shower nude. Hand me my towel," I said.
"Turn around," Ty said and he began drying off my back. Then I turned to face him and he started drying the front of my body. I got hard and fast.
"We are going to have to do something about this this evening, I think," he said.
"Right now would be good for me," I said and without wasting a moment, he bent down and took my clean, fresh cock into his mouth. I tried not to make any obvious noise but his mouth felt so good. And this surprise attack was not unwelcomed!
"It's ok. Mom went to the club to work on the prom project. We're alone," he whispered and went back to sucking on my cock. The way he pushed down on it then let it slowly drag out, between his lips, with the suction, well, it was nothing short of amazing. I thought this might be a teaser but it wasn't. He was going full on. He knew I was getting close. He could feel my cock pulse, which was usually the "final notice" that I was getting close. I put my hand in his hair, brushing his bangs out of his face.
"It's been a long time, babe. You feel incredible," I hissed. The encouragement caused him to take it all the way. That reserved gear kicked in and I got hard as steel. The burn ramped up and I felt it coming. He kept sucking my dick in and out, using his hand to gently caress my hard, slobbery cock.
"Ty," I belted. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna...oh fuck!"
"Let me have it, babe. Give me the whole load!" he shot back and he took my cum as it shot out into his mouth. He hummed as my spurts shot into his mouth. My legs were shaking and I had to grab hold to the handle bar.
"God!" I barked in a low tone. He looked up at me, with my rigid cock in his mouth. This was a scene I would have to put to memory. He was so hot, sitting there on his knees, his puffy lips holding my stiff rod. I pulled him up and kissed. Yes, I could taste my own cum and for some reason, that turned me on even more.
"Fuck, Ty. You didn't have to do that..."
"Too late. I can't return it," he said with a giggle.
"That was sooo hot."
"I enjoyed it too. I hope you can find a second wind for tonight unless..."
"Oh no," I said. "There will be a second wind. Don't you worry!" I stepped out of the shower and began telling him about the lake trip. He flashed the pic of Jordan up at me.
"This will be archived. It's truly an amazing picture. Did he have a good time?" Ty asked.
"Oh yes and you were right. He said he really needed a day away for some reason."
"I knew he would. I'm glad you took him. What did Kyle say about it?"
"He and Bryce were both thrilled. I would have been fucked if there had been a problem or something. I took a risk," I said.
"That's what it's all about, babe. You did it for the right reasons. Things work out like that. Tristan and I had a fantastic day. My online store is almost up and running again. Tristan is doing so much work on some of the items we're forming a partnership. His percentage is moving up...and so is our friendship," Ty said, with a relieved smile.
"That's good, Ty. I hope this exercise has done what it was supposed to because I want you back. I want you back just like this," and I put my arms around him and he did the same to me.
"You never lost me, Josh, but this "exercise" created some awesome adventures and so I think we know how to manage us," he said pointing to him and me, "and all of them better," and he kissed me deeply. I think so. I made a lot of decisions these past two weeks that I might not have done otherwise and now, I had Ty back in my arms. It was a good day!
Bill, Ty and I had a light dinner of grilled chicken and salad then landed in the family room to watch a couple of episodes of Cobra Kai, which Bill was enjoying a lot. Mom came home and dad turned his attention to her. I turned mine to Ty and he and I snuck off to go upstairs for some alone time.
I stretched out on Ty's bed and he laid down beside me. We talked more about the lake day and he told me about the items he had planned for sale. He also told me that he had sold an item to Jack to give to Tristan for his birthday. It seems the choker I had given Tristan for Christmas had been the gift to beat. That made me very happy. Somewhere along the way, we had fallen asleep. I awoke in a panic. Ty's door was standing wide open and he was curled up in my arms. Once I got my bearings, it dawned on me that we were fully dressed and it didn't matter if the parents saw us this way. We weren't flaunting anything. Ty lifted his head and was struck like me.
"Oh fuck!" he said.
"Don't worry about it. We're dressed and I don't care if they see us this way, babe." He smiled. The way the moon shined through his window gave him a glow and he was so beautiful. His hair was flat on one side but that didn't matter. I rolled him onto his back and we began kissing. I took his hands into mine and stretched them above his head. His legs wrapped around me. My hard cock rubbed against his. Second wind had been initiated!
By the time we were undressed, we were lying opposite each other with his cock in my mouth and my cock in his. His tongue and lips were doing a number on me as his rock hard cock eased in and out of my mouth. Ty rolled onto his back and I looked up at him. The look in his eyes was fire. I scooted up and on top of him.
"Do you want to fuck me?" he asked.
"No. I want fucking love you," I replied. He lifted his legs slightly.
"Go easy. I think it's going to be tighter than you're used to," he said, quietly. With some lube applied, I began to insert myself. Oh fuck he was tight! The look on his face said he was feeling it too. I pushed further. He felt so good and I was so turned on that I wasn't sure I was going to last. His legs raised higher and I continued to push until I was in. I had to pause when I got deep into him. I thought I was definitely on the verge of blasting my load.
"Josh," he whispered, his eyes were rolling back in his head. I leaned forward and kept myself lifted by my arms, taking the plank position. Then I began to fuck. I leaned forward and kissed him. His lips grabbed mine and I felt a wet tongue push itself into my mouth. Then his hand grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into him and we kissed harder. I was thrusting. I heard squishing noises. He was wet. He grunted quietly. His cock was hard as a light post. I pulled my face away from his and looked him in the eyes. My thrusts were the most gentle I had ever given. I felt like my usual passion would make him very sore.
"This is the where the fuck ends, baby," I said in a low tone.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"And the lovin' starts!" and without any more words, I began to love him like I never had. I barely moved in and out. I just kept pushing and gently pulling back so that I could push again. His mouth was open and his puffy lips wanted to release noises. This very quiet and intimate moment didn't deserve dirty ass noises and cusses. It was what it was and it was what we both needed. My cum came strong. My body was shaking and so was his. His legs had me in a vice grip. His hands had reached behind, down to my ass, as if pulling me in more. Without so much as a word, I came in him. He could see it in my face and I barely touched his cock, I mean just two fingers and his cock lunged and fired several big shots up his torso. They were beautiful. I was so glad I got to see it. I leaned down and swiped one of the long shots with my tongue and tasted him, the results of this most incredible moment.
It was several minutes before I pulled out. I went to the bathroom and got a towel to clean ourselves up. I crawled into the bed beside him.
"That was, um, Josh, that was almost like a first time for me. My body...I don't know. My head and heart are all stirred up, Josh. You were, well, there's no word," he said, pushing his head onto my chest.
"I love you, Ty. I wanted to show you and I think I did."
"I love you too, Josh." His arm wrapped tight against me and I returned the gesture. I set my clock for 5:45.