Evan

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Evan: Chapter Twenty Nine

I stood on the porch in front of Jake's house for no more than a minute but it felt like so much longer. All I did was stare at the door hoping he would open it again but it stayed shut.

I turned around and hung my head, resigned to the fact that things were damaged beyond repair now. I got as far as the bottom step when I looked back over my shoulder and the door swung open.

"What about the words fuck and off don't you understand?" Jake shouted, storming out of his house, heading straight for me.

"Jake... Please... I..." I stuttered as he rapidly approached and I backed away across his lawn.

His fists wrapped around the collar of my polo shirt and he clenched it tight, pulling me toward him and yanking it up so I had to stand on tiptoes as he brought his face so close to mine I could feel the spit fly when he began his tirade.

"Don't you fucking get it? I don't want to see you. I don't want to talk to you or even fucking think about you. Just the idea that you've been with him, that you've sucked his cock and let him fuck you, it makes me sick."

I swallowed hard. My whole body was tense and there was a look in Jake's eyes that made me think he was about to kill me. I had to look away. When I did I remembered we were outside on the front lawn of his house and anyone within listening distance would have just heard what he said about me getting fucked.

When I tried to talk no words came out of my mouth. The way Jake had me held was starting to hurt so I put my hands on his arms and he flinched at the contact but didn't let go.

"Are you not going to say anything now?" Jake asked. "Why are you here?"

When I still didn't say anything he shook me hard and asked me the question again.

"I wanted to talk," I managed to say but it sounded pathetic.

"No, you wanted to beg me not to say anything about your precious little boyfriend," Jake said.

"He's not my fucking boyfriend," I spat at him.

"Oh so you are just a whore he's fucking?"

Before I could stop myself my hand slapped Jake across the face. The sound seemed so loud it was like a gunshot had gone off beside my head.

I couldn't believe I had slapped him and neither could he. He reacted instinctively by tightening his grip on my collar and my feet left the ground as he hauled me up and literally threw me across the lawn. I had never felt so tiny or weak, being completely manhandled by someone and tossed away like a piece of garbage.

I landed on my back with a thud that drove all of the air out of my lungs. I lay staring up at the blue sky until a shadow darkened everything and Jake came into view, standing over me.

He reached down and pulled me to my feet. When I was back up he yanked my head backwards so I was looking up at him, directly into his eyes, and leaned in close.

"If you fucking dare hit me again I'm going to beat the shit out of you," he growled through clenched teeth.

"And what are you doing now?" I squeaked as air rushed back into my lungs, burning like a blaze was raging in my chest. "You keep attacking me. You've punched me and thrown me and pushed me. I can't take it anymore Jake. I said last time I wouldn't let you do it again."

"I'm..." Jakes started but he suddenly let go and put his arm around my shoulder like we were best friends again.

I had no idea why until I heard the sound of high-heeled shoes on the hard pavement. Someone was passing on the street. I was still panting heavily and my body kind of melted into Jake's while I tried to regain my composure.

Before I could fully get my breath back, Jake tightened his arm around my neck, almost like a headlock but without the pressure, and he started moving. I had no choice but to go with him as we moved across the yard, up the porch steps and into the house. He kicked the door shut behind us.

I managed to wriggle free of his arm and push him away, clenching my fist to punch him if I needed to. He spun around and looked at me like he was going to break every bone in my body.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, weakly.

"Because you keep fucking pushing me," Jake snapped. He started pacing. "You can't just leave me alone. You can't let me deal with things in my own way, can you? You have to try to fix everything. Have you ever stopped to think this is something you can't fix?"

"Yes..."

"Then why do you keep pushing and prodding? If it's not one thing it's another."

"I just thought we could talk things through. We've always been able to in the past."

"This isn't some random high school bullshit or a little fight, Ev. This is as big as it fucking gets. I needed you to leave me alone, to let me sort things out in my head before I talked with you, but you wouldn't let me. You wanted me to do and think what you wanted me to. You can't have everything your own way, Ev. The world doesn't work like that."

"I know it doesn't," I barked. "I was only trying to help."

"Help?" Jake laughed. "By forcing your opinions on me? By trying to make your dreams come true even if I didn't want them to? It was only ever about what you wanted, Ev. It was never about me."

"You think this is what I want? You think I want to be fighting with you? Lying on the ground like I was out there waiting for you to kick the shit out of me? No. I want to be in your bed getting ready for you to FUCK the shit out of me."

"Stop saying that!" Jake screamed. "You're doing it again. You're a horny slut. You want me to fuck you so you keep trying to make it happen whether I want it to or not. When are you going to get it through your thick fucking skull that I'm not gay?"

"When you stop kissing me," I shot back. "I don't care what you are but I know what I felt."

"God, Tyler really has fucked your brains out, hasn't he?"

"Yes, he has," I said, "so good I cum without touching myself."

"You fucking queer," Jake said, turning his head away so he wasn't looking at me.

"Is that all you can say?" I asked. "That I'm a cocksucker and a queer? I am, Jake. I don't like to be labelled like that but I am."

"Yeah, you're so proud that you've been fucked, aren't you?"

"Is that what bothers you?" I asked. "That I've been fucked? That I've had a guy's hard dick inside me? That he's fucked me while I've been screaming his name instead of yours?"

"Shut up!" Jake demanded.

"It is, isn't it?" I continued. "The fact Tyler's the one who's fucking me makes it worse because you already hate him, but you'd hate whoever it was because it's bruised your ego."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"You know how much I love you," I said, "How bad I wanted you to be my first. You thought I'd wait a lifetime for you."

"That's bullshit," Jake protested.

"No it's not," I said. "You can't stand that I could get over you so easily and just jump into bed with someone else."

"Get out," Jake said, pointing toward the door.

"No," I said, not moving. "Tell me I'm wrong."

Jake looked right at me. "You're wrong."

"Then what Jake?" I asked.

He bit his lip and I could tell he didn't want to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He sighed and started walking towards me.

"You want to know what I can't stand?" He said, getting closer. "That after everything Tyler did to you, and me, you'd choose to have sex with him. I thought you had more self-respect than that. And yeah, I thought I meant more to you than that."

"What do you mean?" He was right in front of me now.

"You wanted me to be your first because you're in love with me, because it would have meant something. Tell me what it meant to let Tyler fuck you. Tell me you wanted him for more than his body and his cock."

I stared into Jake's eyes and I knew he could see the truth in my expression so I didn't need to answer with words.

"You see," Jake said when I still said nothing. "You're a slut. You would have let any guy with a good body fuck you because you were desperate for dick."

"I like Tyler," I protested.

Jake laughed in my face, "Maybe now after he's fucked you a few dozen times. But tell me, Ev, why did you choose him? Was it because he was the first guy who offered or because you knew how much I'd hate it being him?"

I wanted to hit Jake again but I knew it would do no good. I felt awful for what I was about to admit because I really did like Tyler but I couldn't lie.

"Both," I snapped, stepping up so I was face to face with Jake, staring into his eyes, ready for the fight I felt brewing. "He wanted me, Jake. He kept trying to get me to say yes, to let him fuck me, but I kept saying no because I'm in love with you and I wanted you to be the one."

I paused to catch my breath but Jake said nothing so I continued.

"You want to know when I gave in?" I asked. "It was that day you nearly fucked me in my living room. If Emily and Ryan hadn't come along you would have fucked me then and none of this would have happened. That was the day Tyler fucked me."

Jake's mouth hung open and he actually stepped back.

"You ran off and I came after you," I said. "I just wanted to talk but I hoped for more. I thought we could finish what we started. Then I walked into your basement and saw you fucking Tina just like you could have me the night we wrestled. I knew you were screwing her like that because really you wanted to be doing that to me but you just couldn't handle it. I almost felt sorry for you. That's when you looked at me, when you smiled and kept going. I wanted to kill you. I was so angry. It should have been me you were fucking, not that bitch. So I walked out of there, called Tyler and told him I wanted him. If you weren't gonna fuck me I knew he would."

"So..." Jake paused, clearly thinking things over in his head. "If I... If we... If Emily and Ryan hadn't..."

I knew what he was trying to say through his stammering so I finished the sentence for him. "If we had sex that day instead of being interrupted I wouldn't have slept with Tyler."

Jake was still thinking. "Was it just because you were horny?"

"It was because I was horny and angry. Do you know how long I'd wanted you for? How much I wanted to be with you? I've never wanted anything more. We came so close and I was so ready for it. When you pulled away I still wanted it and when I saw you with Tina, gloating, showing me it was her you were fucking and not me, part of me wanted to get back at you. I wanted to show you I didn't need you and you weren't the only guy I could get. And yeah, I guess I knew you'd hate it being Tyler and that just made me want him more."

"So you did fuck him to get back at me..." Jake said.

"I fucked him because of you. Just like you started fucking Tina to prove a point to me," I retorted.

"And now?" Jake asked.

"Now what?" I asked.

"How do you feel about Tyler now? You defended him yesterday."

"Yeah," I nodded. "I did. I like him, Jake. Yes I had sex him because he's beautiful with an incredible body and a gorgeous cock. But I kept sleeping with him because once you get past that jock bullshit guard he puts up you see that he's actually a smart, funny, caring guy, and if it weren't for you I think I'd be falling in love with him."

Jake's eyes went wide at that and he quickly looked around the room as if to check that he was still awake.

"Wait... You..." he gasped.

I looked at him so he'd know I meant my next words. "If you're not an option for me, Jake, if I can't be with you, I'd like to try to make it work with him."

"What? But... You can't, Ev."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because he's not right for you," Jake said.

"I agree," I said. "You are."

"Ev..." Jake sighed.

"Look me in the eye, Jake," I said. "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want me. I'll walk out right now."

Jake looked everywhere in the room but into my eyes and I took a deep breath. Eventually his eyes met mine. "I'm not gay."

"That's not what I asked."

"I'm not gay. I'm sorry, Ev."

"So am I," I said. "I really wanted to be with you but I can't do this anymore, Jake. I need to move on."

I started toward the door.

"And you think that's with Tyler?" Jake asked.

"Why not?" I asked, turning around to look at him again.

"He won't come out for you."

"He might," I said. "But I don't need him to come out for me. As long as he doesn't lie to me, as long as he tells me he loves me, I don't care if no one else ever knows."

When Jake said nothing I reached for the handle on the front door and started to turn it.

"Where are you going?" Jake asked.

"To meet Tyler," I lied.

I slammed the door behind me and walked as fast as I could away from the house. This time I really did need to let go. If Jake wanted to talk he would come after me. I had done everything I could and still nothing had really been resolved.

My pace quickened to a jog and I kept going. I pulled out my phone and rang Tyler but got no answer. Just as I slipped my phone back in my pocket it rang. It wasn't Tyler calling back, it was Emily.

"Hey," I said, seriously out of breath.

"Hi, are you okay?" she replied.

"Yes," I said. "I'm just out for a run. What's up?"

"Nothing," Emily said. "Everything's so quiet here. People were talking about the fight earlier but now no one cares. They don't know anything about you. Jake hasn't told anyone."

"I still don't get that," I said.

"Neither do I, but be happy," Emily said.

"I am," I muttered. I contemplated telling her about Jake but I didn't want to do it over the phone where she might be overheard so I decided to wait until later. We talked for about five more minutes before she hung up.

My house was just coming into view when I got a call from Tyler. I stopped completely, sat on a low wall and answered the call.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey," his deep voice greeted. "You called."

"I just wanted to see how you were doing," I panted.

"I'm good," he said. "I've talked to a couple of people and no one knows anything about the two of us. I was real worried there last night."

"Why didn't you call me?" I asked.

"I couldn't. I was never alone," Tyler said. "I would have but..."

"You were busy fucking Joe," I said, surprising myself.

"Ev..." Tyler said as if warning me to stop.

"Come on, Ty, don't lie. You spent the afternoon with him."

"Yes, I did, but that doesn't mean we had sex," Tyler said.

I laughed, "Tyler, I can hear the denial in your voice."

"Okay fine, you want the truth?" Tyler asked, getting defensive and clearly annoyed. "I fucked him twice and then convinced him to fuck me. Does that make you happy?"

I was stunned, both by what he said and how angry he was as he said it. When I didn't reply he continued but his voice was quiet and almost sad now.

"That's not all we do, you know?" he said. "He's a lot more than that. He's not always how you saw him."

"I know. I'm sorry," I said.

"Fuck, Ev... This is so messed up. I want you, but..."

"You want him too," I smiled.

"I hate it, but I do."

"It's okay, Tyler. I understand."

"Why can't it just be us? Why do Jake and Joe have to exist?"

"I've been asking myself that question," I said.

"Let's not talk about it. What are you doing?"

"I'm just out for a run."

"Does that mean you're all sweaty?" he asked.

I laughed, "Yeah, it does. As soon as I get home I'm going to strip naked and take a nice long shower."

"Damn that sounds good," he said.

"Aren't you all fucked out?" I asked.

"Never," he laughed. "I've always got one more load for you."

"I'll remember that," I smiled.

"Damn, I shouldn't be thinking like that. I'm at my dad's office all day. He wants to keep me out of trouble."

"Then maybe I shouldn't ask what I was going to then," I teased.

"And what were you going to ask?"

"Well..." I hesitated. "I was going to say that since we've both got the week off I thought maybe we could do something together, but if things with Joe are happening maybe we shouldn't."

"They're not happening," Tyler said. "He fucked me. He didn't say he loved me and I don't know if he ever will. I think I need to try to make this work with you, Ev, and if it does I can forget about Joe."

"So you want to meet me?"

"That depends. Do you mean for a date?" he asked.

"I guess I do, yes," I said.

"Then yes," Tyler said and I could tell he was smiling on his end of the phone. "I'm here all day today but I'm free tomorrow. I can meet you for lunch, say 12 at Harvey's?"

"That sounds great," I smiled.

"See you then," Tyler said, immediately hanging up.

Harvey's was an old steakhouse that had taken to serving some more health conscious meals in recent years to keep up with the increasing gym population. I had been there once or twice before and enjoyed the food so I was looking forward to it.

I text Emily about the date before I went home to hop in the shower. I had three excited messages when I got out, all saying how awesome it was and that she'd be over after school to help me pick out the right outfit, like it really mattered.

The night passed quickly with both Emily and Ryan giving me advice, not just on what to wear but also what to do. I didn't really expect much to happen beyond us eating but Emily told me I should clean out just in case, since whenever a guy bought her a meal she usually ended up in bed with him. I'm not sure how I expected Ryan to react but he just smiled and said there are much cheaper ways of getting her into bed.

I went to sleep hating what had happened with Jake but looking forward to what could happen with Tyler if he could really get over Joe. There were a lot of things standing in our way but I really thought he could be worth it, even if he hadn't been my first choice. I might have used him in the beginning but I wasn't using him now.

When I woke up I made sure to do all of the chores Dad had set out for me before I had a shower so I didn't have to wash twice. I fixed my hair, using some of Ryan's gel to spike it up into a little point on top and picked up the clothes we had finally decided on, pulling them on in front of my mirror so I could see what I looked like. I was happy. The jeans weren't quite skinny jeans but they hugged my thighs and ass really well, bulging in all the right places. The top Emily had picked out was a light blue v-neck tee with a white round-neck piece inside. It was probably a size too small so when I pulled it down over my chest it clung to my pecs in a way that made them look so much bigger than they were and left six tiny impressions where my abs were. My waist looked tiny but I actually felt hot looking at myself and hoped that Tyler would think so too. I just had to stop staring at the clock, hoping time would move faster so I could leave to meet him.

It was just before half eleven when the doorbell rang. Ryan was expecting a package sometime this week while he was out at work so I rushed down the stairs to get it. I pulled the door open and was shocked to see Jake standing there with the most serious expression I had ever seen on his face.

"Jake?" I asked.

He didn't speak straight away and I realized his eyes were scanning me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, hoping he had come to finally sort things out between us.

"Emily told me about your date," Jake said.

"Great..." I muttered, turning around to walk back into my house. Jake followed me, closing the door behind us. "If you came here to stop me from going you've wasted your time."

"You can't go," Jake said.

"Not this shit again," I sighed. I grabbed my jacket, keys and wallet and headed for the door. "I'm going to meet him now so you'll have to leave."

"I'm serious, Ev. Don't go," Jake said, his voice getting louder the closer I got to the front door.

"You can't fucking do this," I snapped. "I don't give a shit if you don't like Tyler. I do and I'm going to be with him."

I started to open the door but Jake ripped it out of my hand and slammed it shut.

"You can't," Jake protested.

"Why the fuck not?" I demanded.

"Because he's not me," Jake shouted. His eyes went wide the moment the words were out of his mouth. He looked down at the ground and said in what sounded almost like a whimper. "You're meant to be with me."

"What?" I was stunned. I think my brain exploded.

He pushed me back against the door and I looked at him, trying to figure out if what I just heard was real or my imagination. He had the most intense look on his face. He put his hands on either side of me, blocking me in, and now my eyes went wide as his face drew closer. My breath caught in my throat and I gasped. His lips brushed against mine.

I couldn't move. My mind was racing, screaming that this couldn't be happening, but my body was frozen as one of Jake's hands cupped my face and the other found my hip. Our lips met again.

When his lips left mine he barely moved his head so our noses were touching. My eyes were still wide and I stared into his, which were glistening with the moisture of his tears.

"Jake..." I gasped.

"Don't speak, Ev, please." He kissed me again, only this time I was ready, throwing my arms around him and kissing him as hard as he kissed me.

At first our lips just moved against each other but then they slowly opened and I felt Jake's tongue trace a line around my lips before his tongue slid past them, entering my mouth. Our tongues swirled around each other, dancing from his mouth to mine and back again.

When we broke apart this time it was so we could both catch our breath. We were panting hard.

"Jake... Stop... What are we doing?" I couldn't go through this again if he was just going to walk away.

Jake's voice was no more than a whisper. There were still tears in his eyes. "What we should have done from the start."

I didn't have time to reply because his lips were on mine again and his tongue was back in my mouth. He pressed his body against mine as we made out. It was so hot feeling his firm muscles pressed against me, but it was his hard dick, rubbing against my own, that really turned me on.

I should have been on cloud nine but I couldn't let myself get lost in the amazing feelings because this had happened before and he had pulled away; twice.

"Wait," I gasped, breaking the kiss. "Don't fuck with me, Jake, not this time. I've got a great guy getting ready to take me out to lunch and I'm not about to stand him up if you're not serious. If you're going to run out, do it now."

"I'm not going anywhere," Jake growled, "ever."

"What?" My stomach was tied in knots. It was hard to breathe.

"I can't lie to you or myself anymore," Jake said, pressing his forehead against mine and staring down into my eyes. "I'm sorry, Ev, I'm so sorry. I can't believe how much of an asshole I've been toward you. I can't believe I've hurt you. You're my best friend and I shouldn't have... God, my head is so fucked up. I know that's not an excuse. It's never okay to do what I did but I can't take it back. All I can do is apologize and hope you can forgive me."

My jaw was quivering. I couldn't speak. I stared back at him.

"When you first told me you love me and I started having all of those feelings I tried to fight it. I couldn't want what my body was telling me it wanted. There was no way. I couldn't get my head around it. I blamed you for making me feel like that. I spent so long trying to tell myself what I was feeling wasn't real. I lashed out because no matter how hard I tried I couldn't fight it, I couldn't stop feeling that way about you and I was stupid enough to take it out on you. I'm so sorry.

"I sat up so many nights thinking about you. Wanting you in a way I've never wanted anyone and I didn't understand it. No one else has ever made me feel like this, especially not a guy. When I heard that you'd lost your virginity I was so fucking jealous. I hated that it wasn't me who took it. It doesn't matter if it was Tyler or someone else, it should have been me. And then when Emily said you had a date with him... No... You can't go... Just the thought makes me feel sick. Not just him but any guy... I'm not gay. I swear I'm not. I don't like guys. But you... you drive me fucking insane. I can't stop thinking about you. That's why I couldn't see you. I thought the feelings would go away if I wasn't around you. They didn't. I just missed you. And now... I can't watch you go off with someone else. I don't care what it means. I want you, Ev. I love you."

Those final three words would have made me cry if I hadn't been in shock. It wasn't just that Jake finally said he loved me it was how hard he attacked my lips the second the words had left his mouth. It was like he was trying to devour me.

I grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled him closer, never wanting to let him go. I had been ready to kick him out and tell him to go to hell only moments ago and now my heart was swelling and I couldn't have said no if I'd wanted to. This was it, finally, my dreams were coming true and I wasn't about to say anything that would halt them again, even though I felt bad about Tyler; but I hoped he would understand.

Jake pressed me hard against the door and ground his crotch against mine. His dick was the hardest I had ever felt it, even when I'd had it in my mouth all those weeks ago. He was humping against me hard, so hard I was afraid the door might give way and we'd crash out onto the porch.

He pulled away and bit my bottom lip. I moaned and stared at him. Our eyes only made contact for a second before his face was buried in my neck, kissing and licking the skin with so much hunger. I clung to him, moaning. My whole body tingled.

"Jake..." I moaned. He groaned at the sound of his name and started sucking on my neck. He was marking me as his.

When he was done with my neck he pulled back and looked at me. I was struggling to breathe and my whole body was covered in sweat. Jake's brown eyes were piercing, but they were so warm and loving too. I felt a heat bubbling up inside me.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered, reaching up to touch my face. He leaned in and pecked my lips. "Come on, I'm going to make love to you."

My entire being shivered, inside and out. I felt like I was going to blackout. It couldn't be real.

Jake ran his hand down my body until he found my own hand. He took it in his and linked our fingers together. Then he pulled back, keeping his grip firm, so he took me with him as he headed for the stairs. I felt so light I didn't even think my feet were moving. I was just letting Jake lead me away.

We were almost at the top of the stairs when Jake spun around and pulled me into his arms. He backed me up against the wall, kissing me hard. The handrail dug into my lower back but I didn't care. Jake was kissing me.

We only broke apart long enough for him to pull my shirt off over my head. He tossed it aside. I don't know if it went downstairs or up into the hallway because he was back kissing me and I was completely lost in his lips.

His hands went wild, roaming over and caressing every inch of my body, from my pecs, down my abs and around to my back and the top of my ass. He kissed me as he unfastened my jeans and let them slowly fall around my ankles. I was so hard the tip of my dick was sticking out above the waistband of my boxers.

Jake moaned and I gasped, probably more like a squeal, when I felt his hand on my cock. It was more than I ever imagined. He wrapped his fingers around the tip and then went down, dipping inside my boxers to stroke my leaking cock.

"Jake..." I moaned.

"Shush..." Jake said, pressing his long finger to my lips.

He pushed me down and I thought for a second he was going to force my head into his crotch so I could start sucking him, but he surprised me. He manoeuvred me so my knees were on the third step from the top and my chest was pressed flat against the landing at the top. He pulled my pants from around my ankles and then grabbed hold of my boxers and literally ripped them off me, tearing them from my body so my ass was completely exposed.

"Fuck..." Jake gasped, running his hand over my ass cheeks. "I've dreamt about this ass for weeks, thinking about what I wanted to do to it."

I saw Jake's shirt fly past my head as he ripped it off and then I screamed, pushing my head into the carpet, trying to take some of it between my teeth when he buried his face in my ass and started eating my hole.

"Holy fuck!" I whimpered, clawing at the carpet. I never imagined Jake would ever think about eating my ass but now he was I never wanted him to stop.

His tongue attacked my ass, circling around the opening and then darting in. I was panting so hard I was scared my chest was going to collapse, but it didn't matter because Jake was with me, rimming me. He seemed so hungry, like he couldn't get enough, and his hands massaged the cheeks of my ass while his mouth went to work, completely overwhelming me. I couldn't get my mind around what he was doing. It was like he knew exactly how to eat my ass to drive me crazy and I could only assume it was from his experience with girls, even though my ass and spots were completely different.

I was rapidly approaching the edge as his tongue continued to tease my opening, the tip thrusting forward, not giving up until my ass gave way, granting it entry.

Precum dripped down onto the steps from my hard dick when Jake pulled back and licked his way up my spine. I don't know when he had taken his pants off but as his face came to rest against mine his bare dick slid into the crack of my ass, brushing over my hole. The warmth of the slick head made me moan and my eyes rolled back into my head.

He kissed the side of my face. "I want you, Ev. Now."

His dick flexed against me and I pushed my ass back against him. "Fuck me. Fuck me, Jake."

He growled and bit my ear. He pulled away suddenly and raced off down the hall to my bedroom. I followed him with my eyes to make sure he wasn't running away again but my body was trembling and I pressed my forehead against the floor, trying to steady my breathing with my ass still pointing in the air. When I looked up again I saw the hottest sight I have ever seen in my life.

Jake was stood in the middle of the hall, completely naked. The most beautiful smile lit up his face. His thick neck glistened with the first signs of sweat. His huge pecs, perfectly symmetrical in their curves with a light dusting of dark hair covering each one and gathering in the valley between them making them look even bigger, rose and fell with each breath. As he exhaled each of his hard abs tightened and tensed, looking like they were about to burst through his skin. A light trail of hair ran between them, swirled around his belly button and became one with the trimmed pubes that surrounded his incredible hard cock, which stood up proud from his body. His enormous arms bulged as he reached down and wrapped his fingers around his dick, jerking it slowly, looking at me the whole time. Then he started to thrust into his fist, his huge thighs popping with every movement. Good God, he was going to fuck the life out of me.

In the hand that wasn't stroking his cock he held my bottle of lube and when I saw it his smile only got bigger. He started moving towards me and that's when I realized he wasn't going to wait until we were in the bedroom. He was going to fuck me at the top of the stairs.

Just before he got to me he stopped and tossed the bottle of lube on the floor in front of me. I pushed myself up to look at him properly and rose up onto the next step. He moved in so his hard, throbbing, leaking cock was right in front of my face. My eyes followed a prominent vein from the base all the way up until it disappeared under the head, which glistened from his precum. He knew exactly what I wanted because he pushed it down with his hand so it was at the perfect level for my mouth and immediately my tongue went to work.

"Oh fuck, yes. Such a good mouth, Ev," Jake moaned as I licked up the underside of his cock, circled the tip with my tongue, lapping up his juices, and then took him into my mouth, sinking almost all the way down his hard seven inches before coming back up.

I bobbed my head up and down a few times, making sure to lick my way up and down his shaft. His dick was so hard and yet so soft at the same time and his precum tasted so good as it coated my tongue.

Jake let me have his cock for about two minutes, both of us constantly moaning, before he pulled out and slapped his dick against my cheeks. My mouth hung open the whole time wanting him to put it back inside.

I looked up into his eyes, searching for some sign of what was going through his mind. He had a huge smile on his face as he stared down at me, holding his dick at the base, tapping it lightly on the tongue that now hung out of my open mouth. It was like he was toying with me so I decided to take control.

I reached down and grabbed the bottle of lube, popping the cap open. I poured some into my hand, watching him the entire time, and then I reached out, wrapping my fingers around his cock so I could stroke the lube up and down it, getting it nice and slick.

"More," Jake said, letting go of his cock as I jerked more lube along the shaft. "Get it ready for your ass."

A huge tremor shot through me and it took everything in my power not collapse in a heap at his feet. My asshole clenched so tight at his words I was scared it wouldn't open again.

After another minute of me lovingly stroking the most beautiful cock I had ever seen, Jake stepped back, pulling it from my hand. He moved around me, chuckling when I turned my head, not wanting to lose sight of it. He went down a few steps so his hips were level with my up-turned ass and then he leaned in, slipping his hard, wet cock between my cheeks.

I moaned and grabbed my torn boxers, putting them under my hand to stop the lube going all over the carpet when I had to brace myself as Jake bent over and pressed his chest against my back. Once again his face settled just next to mine. He kissed my cheek and my ear.

"I can't wait to fuck you. Do you want me to lube your ass or do you think what's on my cock will be enough? I want you to enjoy this," Jake said in the sexiest voice as he thrust against me.

I tried to speak twice but couldn't, swallowing hard.

He pulled back and ran the head of his dick up and down across my hole. The warm spongy head making contact with my pucker made me whimper and I pushed back, wanting him inside me. I was about to tell him to just stick it in when he pulled his dick back and I felt his finger probing my ass. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, still not believing Jake was touching my ass. It had to be some kind of dream. The yelp that shot out of me when Jake slid his middle finger inside me brought me back to reality. This was really happening.

"You feel ready," Jake said, sliding his finger back out of me. This time when he put his dick back into the crack of my ass it was aimed right at my hole. "Tell me you want this as much as I do, Ev."

I was panting heavily, close to hyperventilating. The moment I'd been waiting for had finally arrived, but I had been there before and was scared I might say something to ruin it again so I said nothing.

Jake moved so his dick was now pressing on my hole, enough so it started to open but not enough so his cock would go in. It was agony. I wanted him inside me.

"Tell me, Ev. Tell me how much you want this."

"Oh fuck!" I screamed. "I want it so fucking bad, Jake. I've never wanted anyone or anything more in my life. Put it in me. Fuck me."

Jake didn't say anything but I knew he was smiling. I cried out again seconds later, clinging to the top step when he penetrated me, the head of his dick slipping inside me. I braced myself, waiting for him to pull back out like he had the night of my birthday, but he didn't, he pushed forward, sliding deeper. I gasped and my back arched as his dick sliced right through me, burying itself to the balls inside me.

"Oh fuck, Ev..." Jake moaned. Once again his face was beside mine, only this time I had all seven plus inches of his cock inside me. He kissed my cheek again. "So tight... Feels so good... I love you."

I turned my head so I could look into his eyes. When they met our heads moved together and we kissed. "I love you too."

Jake's cock jumped inside me as I said those words. He felt so good in my ass. His dick was perfect, like it was made to be inside me. To say I felt full wouldn't do it justice, I felt complete. He was meant to be there.

I don't know if Jake was giving me time to adjust, if he needed some time himself or if he was just savoring the feeling of being inside me but he didn't move for about a minute, leaving his dick inside me as deep as it would go while he kissed my neck and ran his hands all over my body.

He slid his hands down my arms and placed his hands over mine on the top step, linking our fingers together. Slowly, he pulled back, letting his dick slide out of me. I kept waiting for him to stop and push back in but he seemed to keep going and I was afraid he was going to pull out. Just when I felt the head of his dick tug at my sphincter he pushed back in deep with almost with no force, his cock just glided back into me, finding no resistance. My body was completely open to him.

He did that a few more times until I was almost screaming with the sensations of his cock sliding back and forth through my ass. He was letting me feel every inch of him, stretching me as he pushed in and leaving just enough time for my internal muscles to start contracting before he pushed back in and opened me back up.

The slow, long dicking continued for a dozen strokes. Jake's moans were like music to my ears. I looked back over my shoulder and he was staring down between us at my ass where his cock pierced it. He looked mesmerized, like he couldn't believe how good it felt to have his dick in me.

"You feel so good, Ev," Jake said, thrusting back inside me, "So tight. Your ass is gripping my cock just right. You were made for me. We were made for each other."

I moaned, "Oh God, we were. Your dick feels amazing in me, Jake. Fuck me. Harder."

Jake smiled and gave me what I wanted. He gripped my hands tight and his hips started moving faster, pumping his cock in and out of me at an increasing pace. I was in heaven.

He quickly found a rhythm, fucking my ass at a speed that let us both enjoy the pleasure of his cock moving in me, stroking the walls of my ass and all the nerve endings inside it while I massaged his invading dick.

His cock felt so warm inside me and I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensations it gave me. It slid so easily through me but there was a friction that had never been there with Tyler that heightened all of the feelings. I also felt like I could feel more of his cock, the bumps and ridges, especially around the head, and there was something else, like liquid fire... that's when I knew, it was the precum leaking from the tip of his dick like a faucet, flying into me, coating the walls of my ass every time he thrust into me. He was fucking me bareback.

I threw my head back, moaning with the realization and the thought that he was going to cum inside me. He pulled back, grabbing my hips so he could really drive his cock into me, pulling me onto his dick, impaling me fully. Our skin slapped together and I thrust back, pushing off with my hands to ram myself backwards, pounding myself on his cock almost as much as he was hammering me with his hard dick.

My own cock, which had barely been touched this whole time, was the hardest it had ever been, flailing about in the air, slapping up against my abs each time Jake slammed his dick into my ass.

Jake's hands started moving from my hips so that soon they were all over my back, running up and down, sometimes just caressing my body, other times grabbing my shoulders to give him more leverage.

After another two minutes he used them to pull my shoulders up so my back was against his chest. He wrapped his big arms around me, moving up onto the step just behind me, driving his dick even deeper than before. With his arms around me he kissed my neck, holding me close. I threw my head back against his shoulder, opening my neck up to him even more, and grabbed on to his arm, holding on as I worked my hips with his, grinding my ass on his cock.

In that position he got really deep and I felt like he had pierced straight through me to some deep core that was the essence of me. As he kept thrusting into me and kissing my neck, occasionally licking the spot just behind my ear that drives me crazy, I felt myself falling, melting, becoming completely his. This was everything I had ever wanted. Jake, the man I love, inside me. It was perfect.

"I want to see your face," Jake whispered into my ear.

I nodded, wanting to see his. He let go of me and I slowly pulled myself off his cock, groaning when it popped out of me. I never wanted it to leave my body but I guess it had to. I moved up onto the landing and lay down on my back, lifting my legs and spreading them wide so he could get between them.

"No," Jake said, putting his hand out towards me. "I want you in your bed."

My dick jumped and my asshole tightened knowing my ultimate fantasy was about to come true; Jake and I in my bed with him making love to me.

I put my hand in his and let him pull me to my feet. He didn't let go of it and pulled me to him, straight into a kiss. Our hard cocks slid up and down against each other as we thrust our hips together and we moaned into each other's mouths as our tongues caressed each other.

Jake then took the lead. Reaching down, he wrapped his fingers around my throbbing cock, and led me by it to my bedroom. When we were there he spun me around and kissed me again, stroking my dick with his strong hand the whole time his lips were on mine.

When we broke apart he gently pushed me back until the backs of my knees hit the bed and I fell backwards onto it. He was immediately on top of me, kissing me again. We rolled around on the bed, making out with our hands all over each other.

Finally Jake ended up on top when we were right in the middle of my bed. We were both breathing hard and I lay staring up into his beautiful brown eyes, panting, my mouth hanging open.

A gorgeous smile spread across Jake's face. "God, I was so fucking stupid, trying to fight this. I love you, Ev. I'm in love with you."

I couldn't tell him I felt the same because before I could speak his mouth was covering mine in another amazing kiss. Our lips never separated as Jake pushed my legs up and apart and sank back inside me.

I threw my arms around him and held him close as he pumped his hips back and forth, sliding his dick in and out of me slowly while we made out. My legs soon came up, wrapping around his hips. I wanted to hold on to him with everything I had and never let him go.

When we finally broke apart, both of us needing to breathe, Jake held himself over me and we stared into each other's eyes as he made love to me. There was no mistaking the warmth and love in his brown orbs. I hoped he could see the same in mine.

I reached up and touched his face. "I love you, Jake."

Jake's whole body shuddered and then went tense. It was only when his eyes went wide and he thrust into me hard that I felt the heat of his cum spraying the walls of my ass as his dick erupted inside me. Oh God what an amazing feeling.

My own dick twitched but I didn't cum. I didn't need to. Seeing the pleasure written all over Jake's face as he unloaded inside me was all I needed.

Jake collapsed down on top of me and I wrapped my arms and legs back around him, wanting to hold him close. When he started to recover from his orgasm he kissed my neck and slowly worked his way up until he was kissing my lips.

When Jake was fully recovered, he pulled back, making me let go of him. He was still hard and he was still inside me. I stared up at him, not knowing what to expect, wondering if he would regret what we did, but he smiled down at me, reached for my own throbbing cock and started jerking me off.

His hand felt so good on my dick and I thrust up gently to meet his fist, driving myself onto his dick every time I pulled back. We were both moaning loudly as he jacked me and he slowly pulled his hips back, drawing his dick out of me. I wondered what he was doing until a wave of pleasure washed over me and a huge smile came over his face seeing my reaction. He had found my prostate.

I stared up at Jake in shock, amazed that he knew what the prostate was, let alone what it did or how to find it. The spongy head of his dick was pressed right against it and he rubbed it back and forth across the gland as he continued to stroke me.

Suddenly I couldn't breathe. I felt like my chest was going to crumple in on itself. Then it happened. My back arched, my head was thrown back and my dick exploded, firing shots of cum everywhere, going over my head, onto my face, painting my chest and flooding my abs. There was so much it couldn't have just come from me.

"Fuck Ev..." Jake gasped, slowly pulling his cock out of me.

We both collapsed to the bed and said nothing, probably because we couldn't speak. I stared up at the ceiling until my body stopped tingling and then I turned my head to look at Jake. He had his eyes closed but there was still a huge satisfied grin on his face.

His smile told the story of how I was feeling inside. I had never been happier, lying in bed with Jake, my best friend, possibly my boyfriend, after the most amazing sex of my life.

I watched him until he turned and saw me looking at him. His smile got even bigger and he rolled onto his side, throwing his arm over me so he could pull me closer to him. We stared into each other's eyes and then he leaned in, kissing my lips tenderly.

"Any regrets?" I asked.

Jake shook his head. "None. That was amazing. I can't wait to do it again."

I laughed and leaned in to kiss him again, so relieved that everything was okay and he wasn't going to run off again. I never wanted this moment to end.

That's when the doorbell rang.

"Oh fuck, Ryan said he was expecting a package," I groaned.

"That's okay. I'll get it," Jake said, jumping up from the bed. "You're not really in a state to be answering doors."

I smiled, looking down at myself to see cum still smeared all over my body. Jake opened the drawer closest to him, found a pair of shorts and pulled them on, quickly heading down to answer the door before the courier took the package away.

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes to revel in my bliss, waiting for Jake to come back up to me. My eyes shot back open when I heard Jake's voice and one very clear word.

"Tyler...?"

To Be Continued...