Crazy for Chad - Chapter 4 by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
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CRAZY FOR CHAD by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
Chad Allison, 17 Michael Stentworth, 16 ______________________
I don't know what came over me, but I could feel it was good as my arms went behind his neck.
"I love you, Chad."
"Oh, baby!" he said, his body thrashing the water. ______________________
CHAPTER 4
"Rmmmmmmmmffff!" was all I could say. Chad leaned into me so fast and had his lips on mine, pressing hard, squeezing the air out of me.
"Hot little Mikey," he said in the sexiest voice.
I was floating on air. Chad was thrilled. We were both hard, and I felt thirty feet high, and very horny. As his grip on me loosened, I slid down his body and went underwater. Instead of just sucking him, I slipped my hands over his hard stomach, hips, and legs. Then my mouth wrapped around his big manhood. Now I would make him so excited!
Before I knew it, his strong hands were under my arms, and he pulled me up.
"Mikey, that felt fuckin great, but um--there's something I gotta tell ya." He was leaning against the pool wall and pulled me into his arms.
But what he'd said made me feel cold. 'Something he has to tell me? Oh, no! Now there was something wrong!' My stomach tightened.
"Okay," I said, starting to shake really bad.
"Shit. I can't tell you here," he said, getting out of the pool and reaching to help me out.
I stood up, he gave me a towel, and before I was dry, he led me by the hand into the cabin. A house, really.
'It must be serious if we had to go inside for him to tell me.' I prayed so hard that this was not ending now, that something had changed. It just couldn't.
We got to the bedroom. He turned down the covers for me. 'That was nice,' I thought. I tried to feel good about that, but my heart was breaking.
He put me on my back and started running his hands over me, like I was a wrinkled sheet he was trying to smooth out, watching my eyes the whole time. I was hoping he'd get on top of me, but he lay on his side. I turned to him. I was so scared.
"I don't know . . . how to say this, Mikey," he said, getting red in the face. "I'm not good at this stuff. I wanted this to be special."
'Oh, God! It's not special for him!' The bottom dropped out of me. I was sinking, fading, dying.
"Chad," I said, feeling tears coming.
"No, wait, Mikey. Don't say anything. I had to pull you off me, even though I loved what you were doing--"
'He doesn't want me. Oh, please, God, don't let this happen.'
"It really felt good--with you underwater an' all, but um--"
"Okay," I said, trying to make it sound final--like I already got the point and didn't want to hear the rest. But I could feel the tremble in my voice. Did he hear it, too?
"No, wait, Mike--okay? Shit! I'm fucking this up royally!"
"What?" I said, barely in a whisper, my voice choked, and my eyes squinting with the tears that would flow at any moment.
"I love you so fucking much, Michael Stentworth!"
"Oh God, Chad!" I thought I'd pass out.
I saw his tears as he came in for a kiss. He overwhelmed me. I wanted to say something, but I could not push him away. He had to feel my body trembling. His tears felt good on my face.
"I'm sorry, baby! I'm sorry I fucked up and scared ya. . . . Aw, fuck no. Don't cry now, little guy. I swear, I love you with my whole fuckin gut!"
"I don't care about being scared. You just made me so happy." I don't think I sounded very convincing. I was still frightened, but my brain knew better now.
"Oh, man--that sounds so fuckin good, little guy!"
"But, what about when I went underwater and started to--"
"Well, see--that felt so weird because you said you loved me."
"Huh?"
"Shit! That's not what I wanna say! I mean--even though it was sex, we were playing. It just wasn't right. I didn't wanna tell you I loved you in the middle of sex or playing."
"Oh!"
"Yeah. Now that we're lovers, I thought--"
"Lovers? Oh, God, YES!" I scrambled my arms and legs as fast as I could and got on top of him within seconds.
"Holy shit, little guy!" he said, startled. I guess I impressed him.
"You want me to be your lover?" I said, suddenly breaking into a smile. My whole body tingled. I was sure all my teeth showed.
"No, I wanna be your lover! NO--I mean, YEAH I want you to be my lover!" he said, all nervous and red again. "Aw, fuck!"
"We can try that," I said, giggling and starting to get ideas. My head swirled.
"What the fuck? Try what?"
"What you said. I've been thinking about that and . . . I want you."
I can't believe how calm I sounded. I craved him--wanted that so much, all of a sudden. The thought of feeling him put his manhood there thrilled me, even though I could only imagine what it felt like. It took a while for what I'd said to click in, but he eventually got it.
"HOLY FUCKIN SHIT! I can't do that to you, little guy. I'd hurt you. I can't do that!"
"Hmmm--it's your duty now, as my lover."
"You're fuckin kiddin' me, right?" he said, trying to smile, but more nervous than I'd ever seen him.
I didn't say anything. I just looked at him with my little grin. I was bursting inside.
"Come, on, Mikey! My DUTY? You don't mean it, right? You're fuckin kiddin' me." I never thought he would hesitate and be so nervous about this.
"Yup!" I said, bursting out in giggles like a six year old.
"Fuck! You had me goin,' man!"
We kissed. A long, hot kiss, and it relieved the tension. When we pulled apart, we were all smiles.
"I really want you to do that, though," I said, my finger making a circle on his chest. I got his dick to jump. "How long are you gonna make me wait?"
"Shit! It's not that. I don't wanna hurt ya!"
I could tell that wasn't the whole story. I had to do something. I had a feeling I was spoiling it for him. Chad was way too tense. "Is there any food here?"
"Yeah," he said all excited, relieved, maybe--glad for a distraction.
"Cool. Let's go."
In the kitchen, I sat and looked at the fresh fruit on the table. I would much rather be in bed with him.
"Dad buys this lunch meat that he freezes, and there's other stuff."
"These bananas look good," I said, staring at them.
"Oh, yeah! Dad loves fruit. He was just up here and bought that." Chad's head was in the refrigerator.
"Hey, Chad?" I said, starting to eat a banana.
"Yeah?" he said, turning to look at me.
"I was just thinking about this banana, and I thought something bigger might feel good--you know, maybe inside me?"
"Mikey--let's . . . I mean, now YOU'RE rushin' it."
"Yup."
"Yup," he said, in his usual imitation of me. Then he got quiet.
I started to think that he was right. He was supposed to be the one to make the moves on me. Was I treading on his turf? I noticed his clear liquid spilling out of him, making his dick sparkle like a diamond.
"Okay," I said, grinning at him. "But that's MY pre-cum." I dropped to my knees and slurped his manliness into my mouth.
"Afffffff, oh . . . oh, fuck!" He leaned over and grabbed a chair for balance. He took a few quick breaths. "Shit," he said very softly.
"What?"
"I can't fuckin say 'no' to you."
I stood and forced my lips against his--so hard, I surprised him. He reeled back a little. The kiss was warm, loving. We started to sweat. I hugged him as tight as I could.
"Holy shit, Mikey. You're a strong little fucker."
"I love you so much, Chad Allison."
"You don't know, baby--how much I love you."
"AH!" I screamed, suddenly airborne. He was flying me through the air, heading for the bedroom. I was thinking, 'Yes, yes!' And I knew I had to be careful to let him make the moves. I didn't want to make the moves anyway.
Chad smelled faintly of chlorine as he got on top of me for a kiss. It struck me as a clean smell. Soon our natural scents began to excite me, and I think they had the same effect on Chad. I felt his hot man juices all over my leg.
"This is like a dream, Mikey," he said, his face directly over mine.
"Oh, God--I was just gonna say that."
"Yeah," he said, sitting up more and sliding his hands over me. My chest and arms never felt so good. Chad was naked with me and rubbing me! "I kinda thought I liked guys. But when I saw you more and more, I knew I liked guys--not guys, but you."
He was so dreamy. He said all that, and he didn't curse.
"Chad, this isn't a dream, right?"
"No, lover guy," he said, bending over me, a magnificent smile on his face, "it ain't no dream."
Lover guy! Oh, yes! I was shaking with need for him. I wanted him. I could only hope he needed me the same way.
"Mmmfff!" was all I could say. His lips were on me again. Then his mouth slid gracefully to my ear.
"I'll try my best, Mikey. I want this, too," he said, whispering softly, "but if it hurts and you don't tell me, I'll beat the crap outta ya."
I knew he didn't mean it word for word. I was pretty sure it was Chad's way of saying he loved me and couldn't stand it if he hurt me.
"Um, okay," I said, grinning ear to ear, reaching up to wrap my arms around him--only to find air. "Chad?"
"Be right back. Stay there," he said, his voice fading as he went down the hallway.
I was very nervous for a lot of reasons. I didn't like that he was gone. I started counting from one to a hundred, just to keep myself sane until he came back to me. I got to a hundred and started over.
When I got to two-hundred sixty-seven, there he was, carrying a tray with a bottle of wine and two glasses. My heart pounded with a million emotions. And, there as no way to avoid it, the tears came.
"Chad! What's this?"
"It's for the new couple," he said with a soft charm that no one would believe Chad could have in him. He set the tray down as soon as he saw my wet face. "Are them good tears or bad tears?" His voice was soft but frightened.
"Good tears, ya big oaf," I said, laughing and crying at the same time. I started to feel dumb, and blushed.
"That's better," he said. "I know you're okay when you blush, little guy."
And so carefully, he poured two glasses of wine.
"Wow, this is sweet," I said, totally taken with him.
"A toast to the groom," he said, waving toward me and handing me a glass.
"I'm the groom?" I said nervously.
"Shit, we're both the groom, I think."
"Oh. Okay." We each took a sip.
I was wondering where he got the wine, and if he'd get in trouble with his dad for drinking.
We put our glasses down and slid down in the bed on our sides. I loved gazing into his big bright blues.
Something changed--a good change. A softer mood maybe, but I sensed it for both of us. We were still hard, but things weren't sexual for the moment. Chad's eyes relaxed, and I felt his relaxation go into me somehow.
We touched, talked, smiled--but under all that something was happening, I didn't know what.
"I loved it when you told me you're a virgin, little guy. That's hot."
"I was so embarrassed, thinking you'd be disappointed. But I thought for sure you'd had like tons of sex and--"
"Yeah, I know. I think it's hot that I'm a virgin too. I sorta turn myself on when I think of that."
"Turn yourself on?"
"No, not just me. Fuck, I ain't sayin' it right. I mean-- when I think I'm a virgin for ya--you know, like for YOU."
"Oh," I said with the biggest smile of my life. "Wow, I never thought of it that way. So--we're like NEW for each other?"
"Fuck, yeah! A new car's always better 'n a used one. Except for my T'Birds." Chad laughed softly, quietly, like it was a special laugh just for me.
"I love you."
"Shit, little guy, I'm fuckin heels over my head in love with you--you're cute little face and natural athlete's body. And you got the fuckin sexiest dick! Shit--all this pre-cum ain't all mine," he said, lifting off me and checking it out.
I think it's cute when he gets sayings mixed up. I could never correct him on that. I didn't want to change him. I felt a lot of wetness on me.
"Yeah, I think I've been--"
"Fuck! We made a flood down here!"
Then I looked. "God, that's hot!"
"I want that," he said, staring at my little bone, which looked small, next to Chad's.
I was thrilled. But I jumped when his hot mouth slid down my dick. I prayed that I would not cum right away. This had to last.
Then he just slid his athlete's body up me and put his big chest on mine. His dick was jumping up and down.
"I feel that." I wanted to say `I want that.'
"Shit, Mikey, you know--"
He just stopped. Then he kissed me. A soft kiss--calm, not rushed. There was that relaxed feeling again, as his lips touched mine gently.
I felt myself shiver. But I was burning with curiosity about Chad and his feelings. I waited for him to say more, but he never did.
"So, how long did you know?"
"Shit, little guy, I been nuts over you since I first saw ya!"
"No--well, thanks, Chad," I said, blushing. Chad giggled really loud.
"I wanna say it again. You are so fucking cute when you blush!"
"Do I hafta answer that?"
"Nope."
"Nope," I said, inspired by the moment, and finally daring to imitate HIM for a change. But it was kinda sexy the way he said it, with a little blush and all. "You are too." That made him blush more. Oh God, yes! I can make him blush!
"Fuck, you're cute, even when you DON'T blush."
"You, too," I said, then he leaned in closer and hugged me.
This was the best day of my life. All warm and snuggly with Chad. Of all people, Chad! I lay there with him and listened to his breathing. Even that sounded strong. Then I got the courage to say what I was asking before.
"How long did you know you were g--I mean--are you . . . you know, gay, like me?"
"Well," he said, blushing and sounding nervous, "I know I love you and want you more than anything . . . And, I don't want anyone else. So--I never thought about it that way, but I guess I am. I wasn't sure if you were, but I really didn't think about that either."
"Wow!" I don't remember Chad ever saying that much at one time. And no cussing, either.
"I wasn't sure how to find out if you'd want me--you know, that way. And then today . . . It just happened."
"You just came out and said it. You were so brave."
"Fuck, no! I was shakin' so bad, Mikey."
"Well, um--I was too, and--"
"These lips," he said, looking into my eyes, running his finger over my mouth, "are the sexiest lips in the world."
And then he just squeezed me and put his mouth at my neck, licking and kissing. When he rolled on top of me, his dick poked between my butt cheeks.
"Ooh, I like that," I said, the breath half going out of me as his manly pole excited my body.
"Mmmm," he said, exhaling. His warm breath sent tingles and shivers through me.
"Yeah!" I said, all breathless. I squirmed and moved my butt, helping his hard maleness to settle in more.
"Fuck," he said softly, pumping his hips a little. He sounded surprised. Surprised that I squirmed? Surprised that it felt good to him?
"Oh yeah, Chad," I said, shaking with excitement.
"Sweet Mikey," he said in a whisper.
`SWEET Mikey? Oh yes!' I thought.
Then he sat up. His brow wrinkled as he looked at me.
"Yes," I said.
I watched his long arm reach over as he opened the nightstand drawer. He brought out a tube. I knew what it was. He was going to take over. Chad was going to make love to me.
I jumped when the cold stuff hit my butt, and lay there mesmerized watching him lube his big dick. `Will that go in me?' I wondered. It had to.
His eyes stayed on mine, his face telling me he wanted to say something.
"Oh, baby." He was all breathy as he came down on his hands, supporting himself that way, his body stretched over me like he was going to do pushups.
My brain was a blur. All I knew was his beautiful face looking at me, and his body over mine. In my head I pictured his beautiful dick, thinking of what was going to happen now.
I didn't know what to do, but I was glad he did when he lifted my feet to get them on his shoulders. I had seen pictures of that, but in my state of mind I never thought of it. I'm glad he was the one to do that.
We didn't know about fingers or stretching. Somehow, Chad knew to be gentle. He pressed the tip of his hot dick against my hole so softly.
"Baby--how's it feel?"
"Warm!" I said, feeling the grin on my face.
He pushed a little harder, bit by bit--and it seemed to take forever. He stretched me slowly with the head of his hardness, making me moan with the incredible feeling of that part of him touching me there. Gradually, he pushed harder, and there was a little pain, until the tip of him slipped inside me.
"YES!" I shouted, scaring him. Chad jumped.
"Oh, fuck!" he said, shaking with excitement. "Oh, little Mikey!" The pleasure got to him.
That's when he slid his hands all over me, his hips quivering. I had thought about how it would feel to him, but now his body was telling me. I knew he wanted to go in fast, but he stayed that way.
"You feel so good, little guy, uhhhhh."
"Oh, Chad--I never thought it would feel this good."
That was like a cue to him. He pressed in, giving me another inch of his hot shaft.
"Oh, shit," he said, his eyes shut tightly now, like it was hard for him to go slowly.
"Oh, yeah, Chad--ohhh, yeah." I put my arms around him, pulling him gently toward me.
Chad let himself push another inch into me, into the little opening that felt so good with him there, making me feel hot all over, especially where he was stretching me open. But then it hurt all of a sudden.
"AH! Okay wait."
"Okay, baby." Chad shook all the more. "Then he looked up at me in a panic. "Am I hurtin' ya?"
"No. I'm getting used to you being there. Chad, I love you so much!"
"Love you, baby!"
"I'm ready."
And with his quivering muscles, he sank his cock into me.
"Ohhh, yes! Yes, Chad, yes!"
"Ohhrrrrfff!" he shouted, pulling back and pushing his hard mast in again, a hot steel rod in the little hole that wanted him there.
But it was more than that. Everything floated now, as I felt his whole body was going inside me. He wasn't just giving me his love; wasn't just putting the best part of himself in me. His arms pulled me up. He was pulling me into him, somehow--making me a part of him as much as he was joining himself to me.
It was like our chests blended into one, our hearts coming together with our bodies, as he pumped his manhood so gently, giving me his maleness while I gave him my little passageway--a shroud for his lovemaking that would make him feel good, as he satisfied my ache for him.
He sped up. Jolts of lightning struck inside me as he plunged faster and deeper. I had dreamed of this, but never dreamed of all the good feelings that went along with it--that he was making me feel--giving his whole self to me.
"Oh, Chad!"
"Baby!" he said, his voice squeaking, his body letting go.
And he pounded me, jamming his hard hot flesh deeply now, his muscles at full force, hammering himself into my little body with all the need and desire he had.
The more he slammed against me, the more I needed and wanted him, until each of Chad's desperate thrusts thrilled me and had me craving more.
Sweating now, our bodies moved more gracefully, in spite of the incredible force and speed of him--the fluid motions electrifying me. And the sounds and scents of him, mixed with mine, had me convulsing with pleasure as I floated to the clouds.
"Yes!"
"OH! Oh, GOD!" he screamed.
Then I knew what pounding was. I was entranced with the slap of our bodies colliding, the sweet sound of his frantic breaths mixing with the liquid sound of his penis stabbing me desperately.
"UHHHHH!" he shouted, seconds before I felt the hot flood of him warm my insides, shooting me full of his manly seed, his forceful eruption causing tingles and sensations I could never have imagined until now--until he was making love to me and coming inside me.
And he thrilled me--my head and body spinning with incredible pleasures.
"Uhhhhhhhhh! Michael! OHHH!"
His potent streams shot into me, I don't know how many times, until my excitement had me digging my fingers deep into his back. Chad gave a final mighty shout, and thrust deep into me, collapsing finally.
And we floated in bliss, the aftermath exciting me no less than his magnificent lovemaking--his penis throbbing endlessly inside me, my body clenching to hold him there, our breaths deep and loud--soothing yet exciting. Each of his awesome breaths reminded me of his deep thrusts, and the thrill they gave me.
We clung to each other, squirming slowly in a new oneness, an indescribable closeness, a love that gave to me as I gave back, completing the mythical circle. We loved each other, but now we belonged to each other.
Chad had made me his.
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