A Taste of America in London
Chapter 17
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NOTE: Really sorry for the delay in getting this next chapter up. Major changes at home and work have made me less available as I would have hoped, however I will try and update more frequently.
STORY:
The half term break went quickly, largely managed by my ability to avoid Sim completely and Carlotta as much as possible. I didn't know what was going on between them and for the time being I was happy not to think or even care about it. They just had to keep out of my way.
Over the week I had caught up with Cody a couple of times and we'd talking about that evening at his house a lot. We couldn't speak as openly as much as we would have liked to but with Zach and Layla still being around we had to tread relatively sensible. Cody had tried to speak to me about Sim and Carlotta (Sim had obviously also been texting Cody), however having made it clear that I didn't want to discuss it, Cody respected that and didn't bring it up, although made it clear he was happy to talk if I wanted to.
Layla was still being her charming self whenever I saw her. Her sly winks and nudges whenever Cody and I showed any romantic gesture made me laugh. Zach seemed to have made his peace with Cody and Layla, however there was no love lost between us and we didn't really speak unless we had to. Because of this, I had decided I didn't want to ruin Cody's time with his friends and so I gave them as much space to do as they wanted without me.
On the Friday evening Cody and his folks were taking their visitors to the airport so they could fly home at the end of their holiday. I was in my room, laying on my bed in just my boxers with my laptop on my chest watching a film. My phone started ringing and seeing it was Cody I picked up,
`Hey Scruffy! How's things?" he asked – he sounded perky and I could tell that he probably had a grin on his face. I couldn't help but smile.
"I'm alright. Just laying here watching a film. What are you up to?"
"Well!!! I was thinking about you, and some things came up."
"You're hard right now???? Aren't you in a car with your folks?"
"Luckily no, I drove Layla and Zach, Mom and Pop drove their folks. I'm on my way back, all alone."
So that's why he was being so open with his speech.
"Do you want to come over to my house on your way home? Maybe I can help you with your little friend..."
He laughed out loud down the phone,
"I didn't realize that you thought he was little!!! I think you've hurt his feelings."
I smiled to myself,
"Maybe I could apologise to him in person."
"I think he may appreciate that."
Damn, he had me hard just thinking about his hot dick, between his legs, hard as he drove. My dick was getting harder in my boxers and it had come out the fly hold of them.
"So are you going to come and see me?" I asked,
He giggled down the phone.
"I've promised my folks I'll go home, I have to do a few things before tomorrow. But I have some news for you that you may like.:"
"Oh yeah, what would that be?" I asked intrigued.
"Well my parents are taking my bro and sister to the Cotswolds for the weekend and Bank Holiday. They leave tomorrow and come back on Monday evening."
I was disappointed. I had misinterpreted what he said,
"So you're going away for the weekend! What would I like that?"
He laughed down the phone.
"Scruffy, you're not listening! I said they were taking my bro and sister. I'm staying home... alone..."
"Now that sound marginally better."
"I thought you may say that. So my parents suggested they would call your parents and ask if they'd be happy for you to stay whilst they are away to keep me company. They seem to think you're a good influence on me."
"Oh my god! You mean we are gonna be spending the weekend together, just the two of us."
I had jumped up and my hard cock has gotten even harder if that was possible.
"Yep. Just you and me buddy."
We talked for a bit more about how we were gonna chill out for the weekend, watch films, order take out pizza and obviously, enjoy as much of each other as we could. Neither of us went into specific details about what we wanted to do to each other, but I think it was pretty clear to both of us, what we both wanted. The more we talked, the harder I got. His voice alone was melodic enough to excite me, but listening to him tell me how he wanted to spend time with me made me feel warm and giddy.
Having sat back to lie on my bed whilst we spoke, I found my non phone holding hand had reached down to between my legs and was gently stroking and tugging at my dick. After speaking for about twenty minutes I had unknowingly brought myself quite far along and my breathing having come short and ragged.
"My scruffy, you're beginning to pant. What are you doing?"
I laughed,
"You know what I'm doing – it's not my fault you have a sexy voice."
"Ohhhhhh. So you like my voice... Is it anything in particular I'm saying?"
"Not particular, just your accent, your tone. You really turn me on."
I felt embarrassed just saying it, but it was true and I wanted him to know how much he had me.
"So what could I say that would help relax you?" he asked with a conspiratorial tone to his voice .
"Why don't you tell me what you'd like to do this weekend?" I part moaned down the phone.
With that he laughed out loud again.
"Guess you're gonna have to do without, Scruffy. I don't want you wasting any of your fun time without me being there to enjoy it too. I best get off the phone."
"What???? No don't do that!"
"Hey I don't want to tire you out before we spend the weekend together, do I?"
I groaned in contemplation.
"Burrito boy... You're a mean mean person."
He guffawed,
"I know! But I'll make up for it tomorrow. For now though, you go take a cold shower and pack your over night bag."
Resignedly I took my hand away from my dick. My prenut had leaked all over my hand and the material of my boxers was soaked,
"What should I pack?" I asked.
"As little as possible." He giggled. "Anyway, I should be going. I'm just about home and need to get those chores done."
"Night Cody!"
"Sleep well Scruffy and remember, no jerking off!" With a quick giggle he hung up. I put my phone on my pillow and lay there smiling to myself. I was going to spend two whole nights with the hottest guy ever, and he was all mine. As I thought about what we had done so far and what we could end up doing at the weekend, my cock got harder and harder and dropped more and more juice onto my pit.
"Fuck it!" I said. I grabbed my phone, found the hot selfie that Cody had sent me, and then taking off my boxers, getting on to my knees on the floor and sitting back on my feet, I took my hard steaming hot cock into one hand. I pulled back and skinned the foreskin from my cock head. It was very slick, very red and looked ready to burst. Staring down at the picture of my boyfriend, gently stroking the very sensitive head of my dick, it didn't take more than a couple of minutes of stroking, before my butt was raised off my feet, my phone was on the floor in front of me, my boxers were in my left hand and I was jerking my cock into them. I felt my nuts pull up into my body and with a grunt and falling back onto my feet, I shot thick shot after shot of creamy white spunk into my boxer shorts. My head rolled back, post ejaculation and holding my sensitive cock, still shaking in my right hand and the cum soaked boxers in my other I sat for a minute or so catching my breath.
Coming to my senses, I got up off my feet. Pulled my cummy foreskin back over my cockhead, threw my boxers in the washing basket and jumped into the shower. Since my shower with Cody, I had taken a preference for scolding hot water and even now as the water burnt and turned my skin red raw, I felt clean and fresh.
I couldn't get out of my head that I was going to get to spend a whole weekend with Cody and it excited me. It let me forget all about Sim and my sister – I had no idea what was going on with that, but the thought of this coming weekend had my cock hard constantly and not really softening completely what-so-ever.
Having showered and dressed in shorts and a T-shirt for bed, I went downstairs to talk with my parents. They were both sitting in the living room – mum reading and dad using the laptop. As I entered, mum looked up, smiled and asked how I was. I smiled back and said I was okay. They commented and said I had looked a bit down for the last week. I avoided the obvious and just asked about the weekend. My mum confirmed that Cody's mum had called and that they were happy for us to stay with Cody if I wanted to. I didn't want to appear too eager, in case they read into it anything more than two mates staying together, so acted nonchalantly, and said I was happy to. We sat and chatted for a short while about this and that and after a while the door opened and Carlotta walked in. She saw us chatting and came and joined us. I made my excuses and went back to my room. After texting Cody for a short while, I went to bed and for the first time since I caught Sim and Carlotta, went to sleep with a smile on my face.
I woke in the morning to my phone buzzing next to my ear. It vibrated so much since I had been with Cody that it might as well be a vibrator. I yawned, stretched, and then checked my messages. One was from Sim, which I deleted without reading and the other was Cody saying he'd be over to pick me up at about 11:00. Looking at the clock on my phone, I saw it was just after ten. I threw back the covers and wandered into the bathroom to brush my teeth and for the morning constitutional.
I started putting together some stuff and throwing it into the overnight bag. Boxers, socks, jeans, shorts, t shirts, jumper and jacket. I threw my phone charger onto the pile and then added my toiletries bag with my toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, aftershave, shower gel and shampoo. I then remembered how hot Cody smelt and so removed the shower gel and shampoo, I'd use his and smell like him. I got dressed (white polo shirt, khaki shorts, no socks, but a pair of white underpants. Not majorly sexy, but not completely ugly either ha ha. I grabbed my bag and dropped it by the door as I went into the kitchen and made myself some toast and a cup of tea. I had just about finished when the front door bell went and my dad went to answer it. It was Cody, and I heard him walking through to the kitchen with my dad.
"So what have you guys decided to do this weekend?" dad asked.
"Nothing major, gonna rent some horror movies, order takeout and listen to music." Cody said.
"Well, if you need anything, don't forget we're just over here. You can always stay here if you like." – dad replied.
"Errr. Dad. We're old enough to stay alone. We're not gonna burn the house down, throw a party or let the boogey man get us." I said.
Dad came over and ruffled my hair,
"Oh my boy, aren't you growing up!" he said sarcastically, giving me a jokey fatherly hug. I could see Cody over his should smiling inanely and pushing his tongue into his cheek, giving me the blow job motion. I laughed, and dad turned around, but didn't see anything apart from Cody smiling angelically and innocently.
"Anyway, Dad we need to get going! See you on Monday, and I'm on my phone if you need me."
"Ditto, Buster. Any problems, call us straight away okay?"
I rolled my eyes and walked out of the kitchen, pushing Cody along the hall way. I grabbed my bag, and as we walked out of the front door, Cody asked,
"Don't I get a hug boyfriend."
"Maybe later", I replied, giving him a cheeky grin and pulling the door closed behind us. We walked to his car and jumped in.
"Cool, your parents left us with the car this weekend!"
"Yeah, although I don't think we'll be leaving the house much do you?"
I looked at him shocked,
"Why? Are you kidnapping me?"
He laughed,
"Oh you want me to tie you up do you!?"
"No sirree, not my kinda thing."
"You don't know what your kind of thing is" he said as he pulled away from the kerb.
We weren't driving in the direction of his house, instead we were heading in the opposite direction and he explained that we needed to go and pick a few things up for the weekend.
"Like what????" I asked.
He looked at me,
"Like food..., drink, popcorn, movies, supplies..."
"I thought we were getting pizza"
"Man cannot live on pizza alone"
"Who are you trying to fucking kid? You eat like a horse!"
He neighed and it made me laugh. I reached over and put my hand in his groin,
"Shame you're not hung like one..." I said.
He almost swerved into oncoming traffic, but he regained control and the smile came back,
"Well if you don't like him, you don't have to see him all weekend."
I pulled a sulky face,
"I do like him... A lot... It's that his keeper is a little bit special."
"Is that your way of saying that you love me?"
"No. It's my way of saying that you're a retard."
We pulled into Tesco car park and on the way into the store picked up a basket. As we wandered around, we joked about putting things in the basket like a couple, but after 15 minutes of walking around we were at the checkout with popcorn, milk, lots of diet coke, crisps, chocolate, juice and other bits and bobs. As the cashier was ringing our stuff through at the till, Cody suddenly remembered something and ran off, coming back a few minutes later and slyly putting a small box and bottle in the middle of the conveyor belt. I couldn't make out what it was, until the middle aged check out lady smiled to herself as she picked up and rang through the box of 12 durex and a bottle of lube – shit, they sell everything at Tesco. I could feel my face go beetroot red, and looked up to see Cody looking completely unflustered.
"Well one or both of you are planning on being lucky tonight!" the cashier said smiling at us.
If only she knew that it would probably be both of us, and together.
"Oh my god, that was so fucking embarrassing." I said as we walked towards the car.
"What was?" Cody asked innocently.
"Oh I don't know, maybe the way she fondled the popcorn... The johnnies and lube, dude"
Cody laughed,
"Well thought we should play safe."
"Who said I'm playing that game with you at all!!!!" I said turning to look at him with a straight face.
He was trying not to laugh, but reached down swiped my ass with his hand and said,
"Well I'll just use them by myself"
"Now that I would like to see" I replied.
When we pulled into his driveway, I noticed that his dad's car was gone.
"Have your folks gone already?"
"Yeah, they left before the sun rose to be on the road before the other holiday makers."
"I thought they were gonna read us the riot act about not causing any trouble, or having parties etc?"
"Oh they did. Let's just say, my balls are on the line this weekend."
As I opened the car door, I replied,
"Your balls are mine this weekend".
As I walked around the side of the car, I couldn't believe I was being so brazen. This wasn't like me, although I like the person I was becoming. I was confident, and I was besotted. I'm not sure if the latter was good or not, but I guess that was what I was going to have to find out.
We grabbed the bags and as Cody opened the front door, I admired the way his hot little ass moved inside his shorts. I wanted to remove them with my teeth, but there were a lot of people around and public indecency wasn't something I wanted to get in trouble for on the first day.
We walked into the kitchen and I sat on the counter top with a can of diet coke as Cody bustled around the kitchen putting things in cupboards, or the fridge. When finished he tidied up the plastic bags and took a beer out of the fridge.
"We're not going out again today, are we?" he asked.
"ermm, I don't think so" I said, actually thinking about it.
He removed the top off his beer bottle,
"That was a rhetorical question. My dad left us these beers, so I thought I would get started. Want one?"
I raised my arm,
"I'm still on the coke. Can't drink alcohol before the big hand reaches the yard arm. Or something like that..."
He took a swig and walked towards me so that he was standing between my knees as I was sat on the counter top.
He put the bottle down next to me and his hands on the counter and then reached forward and kissed me. I could feel his chest against mine, and I could feel my cock beginning to get excited. He pulled away,
"That's how I wanted to start my day" he said.
"Well beer breath isn't quite as bad as morning breath."
He laughed.
"So I get to call you my wife all weekend" he said seductively and jokingly.
"What makes me the wife?" I questioned.
"You're the prettier one."
I laughed,
"Oh fuck off"
I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back in for a kiss. I melted into him. I'd be his wife if that's what he wanted, I'd be whatever he wanted me to be.
As we pulled apart again, he took another swig of his beer.
"So baby, what do you want to do first?" – he asked me.
"Hmmmm" I replied, thinking. "I think that we may be a little overdressed if we're playing the happy newly married couple scenario..."
He nodded in agreement,
"I like your thinking. Maybe we should get comfortable."
He pulled me off the counter, and as I stood in front of him, he pushed his entire body up against mine. The body heat was scolding and in addition to his chest against mine, I swear I could feel his heart beating, I could also feel his little friend in his shorts, I wasn't the only one getting hard in the intimacy.