A Touch of Heaven
This story is based on the life of one George Carr. (Name changed -- obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves. See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details.
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A Touch of Heaven
Chapter 16
We could not say that our lives settled into a routine as chances to be together had no set pattern or regularity. While we continued to suck or wank each other off when we could not fuck, it was fucking that was our ultimate objective at every possible opportunity. Unfortunately those opportunities did not present themselves as often as either of us would have liked and so it was that when they did, it was nearly always Scott who would fuck me first and if time did not permit anything more then I would have to wait until time was more on our side. But as I have already said before, I was completely alright with that as I could not get enough of Scott's appendage impaling me. Sometimes he would get the chance to fuck me twice in the same opportunity and still I would go home without having shot a load at all; at other times we might both get the chance to shoot more than one load inside our lover. For me the important thing was that we both were happy and got at least something of what we wanted. I know I certainly got a lot out of having Scott up my bum and if it were possible I would have gone around all day with his cock in there.
We had some close shaves as well and one particularly close one that lingers in my head and still makes me quiver took place at his house. I was there for a Saturday night sleep over and his parents had gone off to do some shopping and then were going on to the pub for a couple of drinks. Thinking we had time we had started off just sitting around talking and actually doing a bit of homework. Over a period of about an hour we had interrupted our talk and homework for some kisses and little tastes of feeling and had gradually stripped each other down to total nakedness. Then the general chit chat stopped and the homework came to a grinding halt and Scott had me on my back on the bed with my legs raised and his lubed up fingers inside my butt hole. I was quite well stretched and he had just lined his cock up to make an entrance. A little bit of pressure from his cock met with some resistance from my muscle and so he pushed in a little and then pulled back again. On the third time of doing this Scott suddenly pulled right back and said, "Oh shit!"
"I haven't, have I?" I asked mortified, thinking that I passed some shit and this was now smeared on his cock and his bed.
"No. My parents are home." He cried and began pulling his shorts back on after giving his cock a bit of a wipe to get rid of the excess oil that was lubing it up.
I jumped about then as well and quickly pulled my shirt and shorts on making sure they were the right way around. I am quite sure that it would not have been in our best interests for Scott's parents to come in and find his son fucking his best friend. Scott shot around to the window and opened it to let a little air in just in case there was still a bit of smell in the air which could give away what our intentions had been. As we were doing this, we heard Scott's dad shouting to say they were home and calling out to find out where we were.
"In my room."Scott shouted back as I bent my still hard cock into my shorts and lifted the waist band over the top of my cock to hold it against my body. I then grabbed one of our homework books and had just sat down on the bed once more with the book in my lap covering over the bulge of my hard cock when the door opened and Scott's father put his head in the room.
"We got through our shopping earlier and decided to get some fish and chips for supper and it will be ready soon so please get washed up and come down for the food." He told us.
It was only after he had pulled the door closed again that I realised that I was holding the text book upside down and when I pointed it out to Scott we both broke out into nervous giggles. I also began to furiously think of a possible answer to give if asked about it by Scott's father. Unfortunately my mind kept on drawing blanks. I was fairly worried that with our flushed appearances and the untidy state of our clothing, Scott's dad might put two and two together and come up with the right answer, or something fairly close to the truth. We neatened our clothing up and still giggling we went through to the bathroom together to wash our faces and hands in preparation for having our evening meal.
On the way down the stairs I had a brilliant thought and during the course of the meal I was delighted that the thought had come to me as I needed it. We all ate in relative silence for a short while until the food consumed had taken the edge off of our appetites, and then the chatter began with a searching question from Scott's dad. "What were you two studying when we got home?"
Quick as a flash, before Scott could empty his mouth to say something I spoke up, "We weren't really studying anymore. I was trying to read to Scott from the textbook, but upside down and Scott had to try and work out what I was reading and tell me before I could get to the end, or rather the beginning of the sentence as I was starting from the end of the sentence. Only thing is I kept reading a d' as a p' and the other way round as well."
"It made some very funny sounding words and sentences and sometimes we couldn't help laughing." Scott chimed in catching on quickly to my story.
And both Scott's parents bought it helping us to get away -- dare I say it -- Scott Free!
Actually we did not get away free at all as we did have a price to pay. Neither of us had got any sexual release yet and we could not just take off after the meal and have a quick fuck. In fact it was some hours later before we could safely excuse ourselves and head off to Scott's room to sleep. But even then, we still could not have a fuck and as Scott's door did not lock, we could not really risk a blow job or 69 either. We had to be content with waiting around in or sleeping shorts for a little while more making a bit of noise as if we were doing the sort of thing teenage boys are expected to do and so gave off a few laughs and chatted for a bit until there was a tap on the door and Scott's dad put his head around the door jamb to tell us it was time to be quiet now and turn off the light. Fortunately when he did that, both Scott and I still had our sleeping shorts on and Scott was sitting on his bed with his back to the door so his dad could not see his cock sticking out of the leg of his shorts and I was sitting on the blow up mattress with the sleeping bag folded over my legs and hiding the fact that my cock was rock hard and tenting my shorts quite well.
"Goodnight Mr White." I said and then called out louder, "Goodnight Mrs White and thank you for the dinner."
"'Night dad." Scott said and then stood up pulling his sleeping shorts down so that his cock was once more covered as he had to go out and give his mom a kiss and hug good night.
I was glad that she had not forced that regime on me.
"Good night boys." Mr White said and then pulled his head back out of the doorway as I heard Mrs White calling her good night to me and demanding Scott go and say good night properly.
When Scott came back into the room, he closed the door and standing just inside it, he slipped his shorts off and threw them onto the foot of his bed. He did a little pirouette and turned the main room light off leaving just the soft. eerie glow from his bedside light which had a blue light inside a yellow shade putting a blue glow on the ceiling and a more greenish glow in the rest of the room. In that light he sauntered over going around the foot of his bed and coming up between his bed and my air mattress. As he moved level with me, I reached up and grabbed his cock which by the time he had got through with his pirouette was rock hard. I gave it a few tugs which caused him to sit back down on the edge of his bed and I eased over to get between his legs and begin wanking him off. While I was stroking his cock and feeling balls he moved his foot over and began to rub the bulge in my shorts making my cock get even harder. Slowly his toes moved down the length of my shaft until they came to rest on my balls. Then he began to push and put a bit of pressure on them causing some mild pain that resulted in my cock seeming to get even harder.
"Hey ease up there!" I objected in a whisper as we did not want Scott's parents to hear and come in complaining.
"Well, get naked and I will be able to see what I am doing and so will not hurt you." Scott responded as he slid his foot off of my balls and onto the mattress.
I needed no further encouragement and simply lifted my bum and slipped the shorts over them before I plopped back down onto the mattress. Then it was just a matter of taking them down my legs and off. As soon as that task was completed my hand was back on Scott's pole and I began to polish it with smooth easy movements. At the same time Scott was back to massaging my cock with his foot and using his toes to spread the pre-cum I was producing down the length of my shaft. Scott was really randy and having been psyched up to cum hours earlier, it did not take him long to reach his orgasm now. With a suppressed groan, Scott tensed up and raising his bum slightly off the bed he put some fairly heavy pressure on my pubic region with his foot, but fortunately not on my balls. A little jerk to increase his tension and then I felt the spasm in his cock and the first spurt of his cum shot out straight into my hair. After that I opened my mouth and pointed his cock at it; sadly my aim was not as good as I would have liked and I ended up with a fair bit of cock juice running down my cheeks and dripping off my jaw onto the tops of my bent legs.
I was still pumping away furiously when Scott relaxed and eased the pressure on my groin, grabbing my hand and forcing me to stop wanking him. Once my hand had been disengaged from his cock, he fell back onto his bed and just lay there for a moment or two to recover. I used that same hand to start scraping the cum that had landed on my face off and feed it into my mouth. I was so pre-occupied in doing this that I had not noticed Scott sitting up once more until I felt him pushing backwards on my head encouraging me to lie down on the air mattress. Once I was lying there, he eased off the bed and lay down beside me with me on my back and Scott on his side. Reaching out his hand he took my cock into his fist and began to masturbate me slowly and sensuously. I was really horny but had not enjoyed the sex play enough to get me properly randy and so even with his expert working of my rod, it still took at least another fifteen to twenty minutes before my body boiled over and spilt its milk. With both of us released of our sexual tension for a bit we got into our beds after cleaning up and were asleep in minutes.