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Tyler – Part 32
Tyler's body slammed into Jake's and the sound of their bare skin slapping together as they collided almost deafened them. Jake wrapped his big arms around Tyler's body and grabbed on to the remnants of his shirt, hoping to regain the advantage, but the force of the impact had already knocked him off balance and the two fell backwards. The heft of their bodies crashed through the door as they went tumbling out into the hallway.
For once Tyler didn't think about the people watching them, whose eyes were open wide in shock, because in that moment they didn't matter. This was about him and Jake. This was about proving who the better man was; not just to each other but to Evan and themselves. It had been a long time coming. Reputation didn't matter, this was purely about pride. He couldn't let Jake beat him.
When Jake writhed beneath him, trying to throw him off, Tyler held on tight and they began to roll, one way and then the other as each athlete tried to gain the upper hand.
On one roll, when Jake was on top, he took a swing down at Tyler's face that he only just managed to avoid. Tyler used the momentum to flip Jake over onto his back and threw a punch of his own, barely grazing Jake's chin. But the wrestler was too experienced, wrapping his arms and legs around Tyler's body he spun them around, reversing the position and pinning Tyler's back to the floor as he sat down on his chest.
Refusing to give up or admit defeat, Tyler twisted and turned, trying to throw Jake's weight off him. When that didn't work he continued to throw punches, hoping just one would connect with Jake's face. What he didn't expect was for Evan to jump in, to tackle Jake and pull him backwards, giving him the brief opening he needed to shift his weight and flip them again, slamming Jake down against the ground.
Evan screamed something but Tyler didn't hear the words; they blended together with the rest of the noise created by the growing crowd that had gathered around to watch the school's two star athletes fight, and he continued to throw punches, not caring where they hit as long as they landed.
Tyler was so caught up in fighting Jake that he didn't notice Evan approaching until it was too late. The smaller guy slammed his body into his side, knocking him to the floor, but that didn't stop him and Jake from reaching out for the other, grabbing and clawing, wanting to make whatever contact they could.
"What the hell is this?" A deep adult voice shouted from down the hall. "Break it up."
Tyler immediately felt hands on him and saw Jake being pulled away by a few guys he vaguely recognized as he himself was dragged to his feet. His chest was heaving but the adrenaline was still pumping and when he saw Jake being held back, unable to defend himself, instinct kicked in. He broke free from the hands holding him and charged forward, launching himself at Jake, taking not just him but also the guys holding him down in a heap, and he began wildly throwing punches, feeling at least three connect with Jake's face.
The next thing he knew Luke and Kyle were beside him, each one grabbing hold of an arm and pulling him back as Toby stepped in and wrapped his huge arms around his chest, dragging him backwards and away from Jake. Knowing that was it, that he wasn't escaping Toby's grip, he took one last chance and kicked out, booting Jake in the ribs, sending him crashing back down to the ground.
Feeling a sense of victory, Tyler relaxed into his teammates' arms and he felt the hands on him loosen a little when they realized he wasn't going to fight against them. He looked at each of them and nodded his head, wondering where Joe was until he spotted him a few feet away watching from the crowd.
With his guard down, Tyler was completely unprepared for the impact of Jake's body as it tackled him. The wrestler's shoulder crashed into his clavicle and neck as he flew through the air, taking all four football players down in one swift move.
Tyler was stunned, but as soon as he saw Jake's grinning, bloody face above him he went back on the attack and the two started trading punches as more people scrambled around trying to separate them.
A few moments later Tyler felt himself being manhandled, physically lifted and turned away from Jake. His immediate response was to clench his fist and spin around, ready to fight whoever had made him feel like a small child, but when he saw the stern face of Mr Brown and felt the man's strong hands on his shoulders, he instantly dropped his arm and backed down.
"Take those three to my office now!" The principal suddenly appeared; his voice cutting through the noise in the hallway as everything went silent.
The reality of what had happened suddenly dawned on Tyler and he fought to hide the concern he felt inside from appearing on his face, instead putting on a huge smile for the crowd to see as he was led away down the hallway.
With his lip beginning to swell, Tyler was escorted out of the school building by Mr Brown. He had been suspended for the rest of the week and had been given a very stern, very final warning that another incident of any kind would result in him being expelled, regardless of his standing in the school.
The anger in the Principal's voice had paled in comparison to the disappointment in his father's when they had managed to get him on the phone just minutes before he was due to board a flight to come home from his latest conference. Tyler hadn't thought about his parents or really anyone else during the fight but the realization that he would have to explain himself to them, that he would have to give them a good reason as to why it happened, scared him more than the idea of being thrown out of school.
He was almost at his car when he heard his name being called and spun around to see Coach charging across the lot towards him. Mr Brown instinctively stepped between Tyler and the older man, putting his hands on Coach's chest to hold him back when it looked like he might take a swing of his own at Tyler.
"You stupid little fuck," Coach seethed. "What were you thinking?"
Tyler didn't know what to say.
"Do you realize what you've done?" Coach growled from between gritted teeth. "You could have screwed up your whole future. A fight will go on your record. It's there forever. All those schools that offered you scholarships... don't be surprised if they start withdrawing them. Jesus fucking Christ, Tyler, I expected better from you."
"I'm sorry, Coach. It was..." Tyler started.
"I know exactly what it was about, Tyler." Coach cut him off. "This wouldn't have happened if you were fucking a girl like the rest of the guys on the team."
Tyler's mouth dropped open and he stared up into Coach's blue eyes in shock. He tried to find some words to reply but there were none.
"Dan, come on, not now," Mr Brown intervened, putting his hand on Coach's chest.
Coach bit his tongue and turned away as Tyler glanced at Mr Brown.
"Just go home, Tyler," Coach said, a hint of sadness in his voice. "Your dad is expecting and trusting you to be there when he gets home. I've told him to call me if you're not."
Tyler's mind was trying to process everything that he had just heard but the threat in Coach's voice cut through it and he knew he had better do what the man said. He backed up against his car, opened the door and climbed in.
As he started the engine and pulled out of his parking space he saw the two teachers watching him drive away before they turned around and headed back toward the school building. He was almost out of the school gates when he saw Joe step out into the road and had to slam on the brakes to avoid running him down.
"What the hell?" Tyler cried out.
Joe ran up to the passenger side, pulled open the door and jumped in.
"What are you doing?" Tyler asked, looking at his best friend.
"I'm sorry, Ty. I didn't mean to cause a fight. It was just meant to be a joke. I didn't think you'd spill the drink all over him," Joe explained.
Tyler had to hold back a laugh. He couldn't believe it. Joe really did think it had all been about the drink. Maybe everyone else still did too, besides Coach and Mr Brown.
"I don't blame you, Joe," Tyler said. "I've wanted to hit him for a long time. You just helped give me a reason to do it."
"Fuck," Joe sighed. "I can't believe they suspended you."
"It could have been worse," Tyler reasoned.
"I'm so sorry, Ty," Joe said as he reached out and placed his hand on Tyler's forearm.
Tyler looked down at the long fingers touching his arm and then looked up into Joe's eyes. They held eye contact for a long moment before Tyler sighed and turned away.
"I've got to go home now, Joe. I'll see you later," Tyler said.
"No," Joe stated. "I'm coming with you."
"What?" Tyler gasped. "You can't skip school. That will get you in trouble too. It's finals next week."
"I don't care," Joe said, staring straight into Tyler's eyes. "I'm coming with you."
Tyler swallowed hard. He had a strange feeling in his stomach that he didn't know how to explain. He looked at Joe again and then put the car in drive and pulled out of the parking lot.
"What are you going to do?" Joe asked when they were sitting on the sofa in Tyler's living room.
"Study, I guess," Tyler shrugged. "Work out. What else can I do? I'm basically under house arrest for the day. I'm only allowed back to school next week because it is finals and then we're on break. It would have been a longer suspension otherwise."
"Damn. They said that?" Joe asked.
"Pretty much," Tyler sighed. "Fuck Joe, I've never seen Coach look so annoyed with me. He said recruiters might pull their offers when they hear about this."
"What?!" Joe screamed, jumping to his feet. "Can they do that?"
"Yeah," Tyler nodded, sadly. "They're not unconditional..."
"I'm sorry, Ty," Joe said, sitting down and putting his arm around his best friend's shoulder. "Is there anything we can do?"
"No," Tyler said, looking into Joe's eyes. "I can't take it back or pretend like it never happened. Everyone saw it."
"So then what?" Joe asked.
"I have to be a model student," Tyler replied. "I have to be the person everyone expects me to be. I can't miss one class or assignment. I have to ace every test. Anything they ask me to do, any event they want me to attend, I have to do it with a smile on my face."
"So you're like the school's bitch for the rest of the year?" Joe grinned.
"Pretty much," Tyler chuckled.
Just then Joe's phone began to ring. He glanced down at the screen and the color drained from his face.
"Fuck, it's Coach," Joe said. "I'd better answer it."
He got up and walked over to the other side of the room, answering the phone.
Tyler sat and listened to a very brief conversation that consisted mostly of Joe saying "Yes sir," before he hung up and announced that he had to leave.
"I can drive you back to school," Tyler said.
"I think I'd probably better walk..." Joe said, looking out of the window.
Tyler looked at him confused until the front door opened and Tyler's dad walked in. Joe made a quick exit and Tyler began to prepare himself for what was to come.
Tyler stared at the front door as it closed behind his father. Mr Goodwin had to go into the office to drop off what he had brought back from his conference but he had wanted to see his son first.
The conversation hadn't gone as Tyler had expected. His father didn't shout and scream, didn't take away his things; he didn't even raise his voice. Instead he told Tyler how disappointed he was, that he thought they had raised him better. He had asked how his mom would feel, how when she was working to save a life Tyler was potentially trying to end one. He questioned whether they could trust him, if he could still be left alone while they went out to work to provide for him and his future. It was worse than a physical beating. It made him feel ashamed. He had let them down.
After a minute of standing in silence with nothing but his thoughts, Tyler turned and started to walk up the stairs towards his bedroom, needing something to take his mind off his feelings. He was less than half way up when he was startled by someone frantically pounding on the front door.
Oh God, what if something had happened to his father as he drove to the office?
He ran back down and flung open the door.
"Joe?" Tyler gasped.
Tears were streaming down Joe's cheeks and he was struggling to breathe.
"Oh my god, what's wrong?" Tyler asked as he pulled Joe inside and closed the door behind them.
Joe couldn't speak. He was searching for the words. Finally he whispered, "I got in."
"What?" Tyler asked.
"I got in!" Joe screamed. He jumped up and punched the air. "When Coach called me into his office I thought I was in trouble for skipping out on class, but he sat me down and put this guy on speaker phone. It turns out he was a recruiter and he offered me a full ride scholarship. A full ride, Tyler! I'm going to play football in college!"
"That's awesome, man! Congratulat..."
Before Tyler could finish the last word his lips were covered by Joe's and he couldn't speak.
He stood in shock, feeling Joe kiss him. It was the first time in months that Joe had initiated a real kiss and he didn't know what to think.
When Joe pulled back he stared into Tyler's eyes with a look that Tyler had never seen before. It was so intense it almost took HIS breath away.
Neither of them spoke but something passed between them.
They lunged forward at exactly the same time, their mouths crashing together.
At first it was just their lips that battled, moving against one another as Joe reached up and placed a hand on the side of Tyler's head. But as Tyler put one hand on Joe's waist and slowly ran the other up his back, their mouths opened, their tongues touched and the passion that had just been simmering inside them exploded into a full-blown inferno.
Joe's hand moved up the back of Tyler's head until it was in his hair. He clutched the thick strands in his fist and held on as he drove his tongue into Tyler's mouth.
Tyler's moans were muffled by Joe's lips. Feeling Joe take control and own his mouth was such a turn-on. He couldn't get enough. He held on to Joe and kissed back as hard as he could, matching Joe's passion; their tongue danced and swirled together as they moved from one mouth to the other and back again.
When they broke apart, Tyler looked into Joe's eyes, his mouth still hanging open, his chest heaving as he took panted breaths.
"Joe..." he sighed.
"Don't speak," Joe shook his head.
Before Tyler could protest Joe's mouth was back on his and any words he had been trying to form disappeared into one long moan.
The next time they pulled apart, Joe reached down and took Tyler's hand in his. They both felt a little tremor pass through them at the contact and glanced into each other's eyes as Joe began backing up, heading for the stairs, taking Tyler with him.
When they reached the bottom step and Joe stopped momentarily, feeling it against the back of his foot, Tyler took advantage and closed the gap between them. He gently pushed Joe backwards, easing him down onto the stairs so that he was almost lying down on them and then he climbed on top of him, lining their bodies up so almost every inch was touching.
Joe quickly wrapped his arms around Tyler and it was his turn to moan as Tyler captured his mouth in another kiss. He held on tight and his legs instinctively began to part, lifting up, giving Tyler the access he needed to shift his body and bring their stiff cocks together, thrusting his down against Joe's as it throbbed and pulsated in his pants.
"Oh fuck!" Joe gasped as they separated. He threw his head back against the stairs.
Tyler immediately attacked his neck, kissing and licking it as he continued to grind their cocks together. Joe felt his toes curl and his boxer-briefs growing wet as precum started to flow from his dick. He grabbed on to Tyler's ass, holding the two huge mounds of flesh, feeling them flex as Tyler humped against him.
When Tyler pulled back his body was shuddering. Every inch of him was tingling but he still needed more. He slowly pushed himself up and reached out a hand, pulling Joe to his feet.
"Come on," he said, still holding Joe's hand as he started to walk up the stairs.
Joe said nothing. He followed silently, with no resistance, his eyes moving from where his hand lay in Tyler's, up to his best friend's broad shoulders and then down to his rock hard ass.
As soon as they were inside his room, Tyler closed the door and pressed Joe back against it. He grabbed Joe's hands and pushed them up above his head, holding them there as he brought their bodies together again and took Joe's mouth in another wild kiss.
This time when their lips drifted apart Joe pulled his hands from Tyler's grip and pushed him backwards. Tyler was worried for a second that Joe would try to run but he didn't need to be. Joe reached down and grabbed the bottom of Tyler's shirt. He tugged it up gently until Tyler lifted his arms and then he pulled it off in one swift motion, tossing it aside.
The shirt hadn't even hit the floor when Tyler gasped, feeling Joe's mouth clamp down on his nipple. He threw his head back and almost screamed. Despite everything that had happened so far he hadn't expected that.
Joe went to work, sucking and licking on Tyler's big red nipples that were the perfect size for his huge chest. He circled one with his tongue, using the tip to tease and caress it, and then he kissed his way over to the other one and did it all again.
Hearing Tyler moan and whimper, feeling the thick fingers on Tyler's strong hands holding onto his head desperately, gave Joe a rush and urged him to continue.
When he was done, he kissed his way down over Tyler's awesome abs, already covered with a sheen of sweat that tasted oddly delicious. He gave each one of the muscles the attention it deserved and then lowered his gaze to the real prize, Tyler's throbbing cock, twitching away, still trapped inside his pants.
Before he could reach out and pop open the button or pull down the zipper, Tyler put his hands under Joe's arms and lifted him to his feet.
With Joe watching, Tyler unfastened his own pants and let them drop to the floor. His hard dick sprung up and away from his body, glistening with the precum that had already built up on the tip. He could see the hunger in Joe's eyes but as much as he wanted to let Joe drop down and suck his dick, he wanted something else first.
Lifting his hand, Tyler ran his fingers over Joe's chest, feeling the tight muscles beneath his shirt. He traced the lines of Joe's pecs, knowing when he brushed against his nipples by the deep gasps of pleasure that escaped from his friend's mouth.
Tyler ran his hands down over Joe's stomach. It felt like a washboard made entirely out of bricks and he slipped his hands up under the shirt, touching each muscle with his fingertips before he pushed the fabric higher, revealing them one by one.
Still holding Joe's shirt in one hand, Tyler leaned down and licked his way up Joe's stomach, trailing his tongue through the middle of his abs, up the curve of his pec and then latching on to his nipple, just as Joe had done to him.
Joe couldn't take any more. He grabbed his shirt out of Tyler's hands and ripped it off over his head. He then took Tyler's chin in one hand, holding it tight, forcing his mouth to open, and then he shoved his tongue in Tyler's mouth as his other hand pushed his pants and underwear to the floor.
Coming up once again for air, they separated momentarily to strip off whatever clothes they were still wearing and then they were back together, falling down onto the bed as their bare flesh met and they started to kiss again.
They rolled around on the mattress, swapping positions, until Joe used strength Tyler didn't know he possessed to flip him over onto his back, pinning him down.
Tyler stared up into Joe's eyes, wondering what he was going to do. He had waited so long for them to be together like this, for Joe to give in to his feelings and let himself go. He didn't want it to end.
It wasn't going to.
Joe lowered his head and scooted his body down, taking Tyler's nipple back into his mouth. Tyler's back arched up off the bed at the contact of Joe's lips on his chest but he soon sank back down and took hold of the sheets beneath him, overwhelmed by the sensations as Joe's tongue explored him.
"Oh God, Joe..." Tyler moaned, throwing his head back against the pillow.
Joe was licking Tyler's abs now, alternating between using his fingers and his mouth on each muscle. He couldn't get enough.
"So hot," Tyler thought he heard Joe moan under his breath as he kissed his way down into his trimmed pubes.
Tyler nearly jumped off the bed when he felt Joe's long fingers wrap around his balls and give them a gentle tug. He then gasped and almost came when he felt Joe pull down on them, lifting his cock away from his abs so that Joe could lick his way up the shaft and take the tip into his mouth.
Joe ran his tongue across the head of Tyler's dick, tasting the precum that coated the tip. He lapped at it, moaning as the taste exploded on his tongue, which swirled around and then dipped into the slit, wanting more.
Pulling back, Joe used just his lips to kiss the head, pecking at it until he heard Tyler whimper. Feeling it throbbing in his hand, Joe squeezed his fingers around the base and milked the shaft, pushing a huge bead of precum out, which he swooped down and licked off.
"JOE!" Tyler cried out, taking Joe's free hand in his.
Joe smiled and looked up at Tyler. Their eyes met and Joe held the eye contact as he moved down and swallowed Tyler's cock, taking inch after inch until it was pushing at the back of his throat.
Tyler threw his head back again as Joe rose up, licking up the length of his shaft, before wrapping his lips tightly around it and sliding back down. Moving again and again, he picked up speed until he was bobbing his head up and down, slurping on the throbbing piece of meat that filled his mouth.
The feelings alone were almost enough to make Tyler almost cum but then he looked down at Joe's beautiful face, his lips curled into a smile as the dick disappeared between them. It was so hot he almost couldn't bare it.
When his balls tightened and he felt himself approaching the edge, Tyler reluctantly pulled Joe's mouth off his cock and brought it up into another kiss, tasting his own precum on Joe's tongue as their bodies slid together, Joe's on top of his.
Knowing he needed some time to calm down, Tyler quickly flipped them over so that Joe was on his back and then kissed his way over Joe's impossibly tight body until he reached his belly button, already half filled with the precum that was flowing from the tip of Joe's huge dick.
Tyler dipped his tongue inside and tasted that sweet yet salty liquid that was like a magic elixir. He felt a hunger he had never felt before and dove down, shoving all eight throbbing inches of Joe's dick into his mouth all that once.
Joe screamed out and bucked up, driving himself even deeper into Tyler's mouth. Somehow Tyler didn't gag, but the feeling of being so full, of the dick actually sliding into his throat, of the brief lack of oxygen, made the whole thing even hotter and after he came up for a quick gasp of air he went straight back down, feasting on Joe's massive pole.
"Oh fuck, Ty!" Joe moaned, reaching down to touch Tyler's head.
Tyler looked up at him as he moved up and down, letting Joe see then length of his own cock as it slid out of his mouth to the tip and then was inhaled almost to the base.
"HOLY SHIT!" Joe screamed.
Sensing that Joe was about to cum, Tyler quickly pulled off and let Joe's huge cock slap back against his abs. They both panted for a few seconds and then Tyler lowered himself back down, bypassing Joe's cock completely as he sucked his balls into his mouth and began to roll them around on his tongue.
Joe's fist pummelled the bed as Tyler bathed his balls in saliva, taking first one and then the other between his lips, tickling them with his tongue, sucking and tugging on them, but he let them fall from his mouth and began to move lower.
Trailing his tongue over Joe's taint, Tyler snaked his way down until he could slip it into the crack of Joe's ass. Knowing what Tyler wanted, Joe lifted and spread his legs, giving Tyler the access needed to bury his face between those hard cheeks and devour that ass.
Joe couldn't speak, he simply whimpered as Tyler pushed his legs back and went to work on his hole, circling it first, teasing the entrance, then flicking it with the tip and then stroking it with broad sweeps, asking for entry before he began to push inside.
Tyler felt the hole twitch against his tongue, especially when he curled it, forming it into a dart that pierced through the sphincter and slid beyond it.
Joe writhed on the bed, screaming out to Tyler. "FUCK ME!"
Normally Tyler would ignore the first pleas. He liked to hear Joe beg. But he was so ready, so eager to go, his cock aching for release, that he let his tongue slip from Joe's ass and rose up on the bed.
Reaching over into his drawer, Tyler pulled out a bottle of baby oil. It wasn't lube but it would more than do the job.
He opened the cap and drizzled some down onto his dick, stoking it up and down the length as Joe watched.
"Ready?" Tyler asked.
"Just shut up and fuck me," Joe sighed as he got up and turned over so he was on his hands and knees, pointing his ass at Tyler.
Tyler smiled, popped the cap back on the bottle and dropped it onto the bed. He climbed up and took his position behind Joe, pausing to admire the ass that he was about to fuck.
He stroked his cock and then quickly bent down, shoving his tongue back in Joe's ass, making him jump and squeal. Coming back up, Tyler scooted forwards and slipped his slick dick between Joe's cheeks, sliding it back and forth, making sure the head kept kissing Joe's twitching hole, lubing it up with every pass until there was enough on it for Tyler's cock to ease its way inside.
"Oh yeah!" Joe gasped. "Fuck me!"
Tyler's cock pulsed, feeling Joe's ass squeeze it as he pushed in. At first he put in little more than the tip, using it to tease and open up Joe's ass. Then he began to sink more in, adding inch by inch, letting Joe feel each one, until he bottomed out, in as far as he could go, his bare flesh entirely embedding within Joe's body.
"Oh GOD!" Tyler cried, holding himself deep. "This is where I belong, Joe."
Joe merely whimpered, feeling Tyler's body cover his; Tyler's chest against his back, his big arms wrapped around him, his lips on the back of his neck as he kissed him and began to move inside him.
Back and forth Tyler's cock slid slowly, pulling out almost to the tip before gently tunnelling back inside, letting Joe feel every part of it, every inch, every vein, every ridge as it grazed against the walls inside his ass and long-dicked him.
With a final kiss between Joe's shoulder blades, Tyler moved back up onto his knees and placed his hands on Joe's hips. He continued to thrust in and out at the same pace, slicing through Joe's hole with more and more ease after every push.
As Joe opened up to him, Tyler increased the pace slightly as he found his rhythm and settled in. He wasn't in a hurry. He wasn't going to fuck Joe hard and fast, he was going to fuck him long and slow. He was going to take his time, to savour every second, and spend as long as he could inside the guy he wanted more than any other.
Joe's moans sounded so good to Tyler's ears and he matched them with little grunts of his own as he kept up the pace and began to run his hands all over Joe's back and ass.
On one particular thrust Tyler hit Joe's prostate head on with the tip of his dick and Joe's back arched, his arms straightened and he rammed his ass back onto Tyler's cock, almost knocking them off balance.
Tyler quickly recovered and held on to Joe's hips as Joe began to meet him, pushing back every time that Tyler thrust forward, impaling himself, wanting maximum penetration.
Needing to see Joe's face, Tyler pulled out, making Joe groan at the feeling of being empty. That didn't last long though as Tyler pushed Joe further up the bed, turned him over onto his back and spread his legs as he moved in over him and slid his cock back inside that perfect hole.
"Oh Ty..." Joe moaned as he clutched at Tyler's big arms and stared up at him as he was filled once again. "Make love to me."
Tyler's whole body quivered hearing those words come out of Joe's mouth and it did something to him deep inside. He pushed as far into Joe as he could and bent down, kissing Joe's lips in a kiss that deepened as Joe kissed back, wrapping his arms around Tyler's body.
From there the two moved together. As Tyler pushed forward, Joe pushed up to meet him and they swayed back and forth, staring into each other's eyes.
They moaned each other's names as Tyler switched to soft, slow thrusts that only removed around half of his cock before he slid it back in as far as it would go, slicing deep into Joe's insides.
Joe wrapped his legs around Tyler, locking his ankles together, holding him even closer, not wanting Tyler to slip out or for the feelings to stop. His own dick was rock hard, pulsing on his stomach, and he knew he would explode soon, he could feel it building.
Just when he thought he had reached the edge, Joe felt Tyler pull back, breaking his grasp and sliding out of him completely.
"Ty..." Joe moaned, collapsing back onto the bed, his cock jumping on his stomach but still not firing yet.
Tyler was panting for breath. He couldn't quite believe that he had pulled out of Joe himself. But as much as he wanted to keep fucking Joe, to shoot inside him and fill him full of cum, he wanted something even more.
Picking up the bottle of baby oil, Tyler poured some into his hand and reached down, wrapping his fingers around Joe's still pulsating dick. Joe gasped and arched his back as Tyler stroked him, thinking that he was about to be jerked to completion.
When Tyler was satisfied, he dropped the bottle again and quickly climbed up on top of Joe, lining their bodies up so they were face to face, chest to chest, cock to cock, and then he started to thrust, sliding his dick back and forth against Joe's.
Joe cried out and wrapped his arms around Tyler again. He held on for the first few thrusts and then moved his hands up and down Tyler's back before they settled on his ass, pulling him in harder, trying to get Tyler to hump against him quicker, to provide the friction needed to make him cum.
With Joe still holding his ass, Tyler shifted his bodyweight and Joe's dick suddenly slipped beneath him and up into his crack. He squeezed his cheeks together, hugging Joe's cock, and then moved his hips back and forth, letting it slide up and down.
"Ty!" Joe gasped, looking up in shock.
He started to move but Tyler quickly grabbed his arms and pinned him to the bed.
"I need this, Joe," Tyler said, staring into his eyes. "Fuck me."
Joe's mouth hung open and his eyes were wide but his cock jumped and jerked against Tyler's ass at the thought of being inside the quarterback. He moaned as Tyler continued to move his hips, using the oil on Joe's dick to lube up his own hole.
When he felt he was ready, Tyler bent down and gave Joe a hard kiss. Pulling back, he let go of Joe's hands, wanting to see if he would do anything to stop what was coming next. He didn't.
Tyler pushed himself up and leaned backwards. He stared into Joe's eyes as he reached down and wrapped his hand around the base of Joe's huge cock, holding it up to position the tip against his hole.
Joe closed his eyes. He couldn't believe what was happening but his dick was throbbing, leaking precum against Tyler's ass, and he bit his lip to stop himself from screaming as Tyler began to sit down.
It took a few back and forth motions, the head pressed directly on his hole, before Tyler felt himself loosen up and his ass opened, letting the head of Joe's cock slip inside.
"Oh fuck!" Joe moaned, feeling the tightest hole he had ever been inside clamp down around the top inch of his cock, gripping the sensitive head like a fist.
"Holy shit!" Tyler screamed, feeling himself stretch as Joe entered him. Damn, he was thicker than Tyler expected, even after sucking him so many times.
Tyler's eyes rolled back into his head as he eased his ass backwards, sinking more of Joe's big dick into his hole, feeling it push against the walls of his ass, filling him like nothing ever had, making him feel every inch as it burrowed deeper. It was the most amazing feeling he had ever had; not just because it was the biggest dick that ever been inside him but because it belonged to Joe. He had waited so long for this.
Joe's eyes were locked on his own cock, the long thick shaft disappearing up between Tyler's huge butt cheeks. It was the most incredible sight he had ever seen and he felt his whole body tingle.
"Oh god, Ty," Joe moaned, feeling more and more of himself slide deeper into Tyler, as the hole wrapped itself around his cock like a custom-made sleeve.
Tyler smiled from the obvious pleasure he could hear in Joe's voice and he pushed back even harder, impaling himself fully on Joe's dick, driving it balls deep, going further than anything ever had inside him before, claiming new territory, owning him.
He sat still, feeling Joe twitch and jerk in his ass. He couldn't believe that he finally had Joe inside him. He had almost convinced himself that it would never happen, that Joe would never allow it to, and yet there he was, sitting on Joe, the huge eight inch cock sheathed completely in his tight ass.
Tyler didn't want to move, didn't want to pull off. He wanted Joe to be balls deep inside him forever. Feeling emotions that he had never felt before, he bent down and kissed Joe, moaning into his mouth as Joe kissed back and reached down to grab his ass.
Easing himself back up, Tyler held Joe's gaze and then moved forward slightly. He whimpered as he felt the ridge around the head of Joe's cock scrape along the walls of his ass as it began to withdraw, hitting all kinds of nerve endings he didn't know he had.
He continued to rise up, his hole clutching the shaft, not wanting it to leave him, until he was worried the dick would slip from his ass and then he pushed back down. The journey down was much quicker and he screamed out, his toes and fists curling as Joe was plunged back into his depths.
"So fucking big!" Tyler cried out, bracing himself on the bed. He was overwhelmed by just how much of Joe was inside him.
Joe pushed himself up off the mattress, lifting himself until his lips were on Tyler's and he kissed him as he shifted their weight, sitting up so that Tyler was on his lap, his cock buried deep.
They continued to make out, running their hands all over each other's bodies, as Tyler slowly began to rock his hips back and forth, moving Joe's dick in and out of him.
"Oh God..." Joe groaned, wrapping his arms around Tyler's back. He held on, burying his face in Tyler's neck as his cock was gripped and massaged in a way it never had been before. He couldn't believe it.
"So good," Tyler whispered, placing his hands on the back of Joe's head as he brought their foreheads together.
They stared into each other's eyes for a long moment as any resistance, any doubts, left Joe's body. He kissed Tyler hard and wrapped his arms around him even tighter, using his strength to lift Tyler up just a little before bringing him back down, bouncing him softly on his cock.
Tyler almost squealed in delight when he felt Joe take over, thrusting up into him as he began to fuck him, Tyler's hole loose enough now for him to slide in and out with ease, ploughing him deep.
Joe grabbed hold of Tyler's big muscular ass, holding onto the cheeks, and then he bit down on Tyler's shoulder as he felt tremors of pleasure surge through him.
"HOLY FUCK!" Joe screamed.
Tyler jumped from the volume of Joe's voice and he looked down to see what had happened. Joe wasn't looking at him though, he was looking over his shoulder at something behind Tyler's back.
"Look at that," Joe gasped.
Tyler turned his head and his cock almost shot off his body it jerked so violently. What Joe was looking at was Tyler's long mirror, or more accurately their reflection in it. Tyler's huge broad back and shoulders filled most of the frame but it wasn't what drew the eye. From that angle they had the perfect view of Tyler's muscular bubble butt, held in Joe's big hands, his long fingers gripping each cheek, pulling them apart, as his huge bare cock slid in and out of Tyler's tight pink hole.
They watched for a few more seconds, both mesmerized by the sight, and then Joe growled. He grabbed hold of Tyler and lifted him up, pulling him off his cock as he tossed him onto the bed, throwing him down onto his back.
Tyler was still stunned when Joe climbed on top of him, pushed his big, thick legs apart, lifting them up to give him access as he brought his throbbing, dripping cock back to Tyler's hole and shoved inside.
Tyler screamed, there was no other word to describe it, as Joe's cock sliced through him, bottoming out in one swift move. The breath was knocked out of him and all he could do was stare up at Joe as he started to fuck him, giving him every inch he had.
Joe was lost in a sea of lust and adrenaline. He couldn't believe that he was fucking Tyler, but it felt so right and he had never felt closer to his best friend than he did in that moment.
The same thoughts were going through Tyler's mind as Joe filled him so completely, slotting in like he was meant to be there, completing him. He held on tight, stared up into Joe's eyes and felt a heat radiate throughout his entire body.
"Oh yeah, fuck me, Joe," Tyler pleaded as Joe continued to slide in and out of him.
They were both sweating, their hard muscles glistening from it, and Tyler reached his hands up to feel Joe's body, moving first over the huge biceps that held Joe up, then onto his big shoulders and down onto that perfect, toned chest, his pecs so hard and tight, and then finally touching the abs that brushed against his hard cock, threatening to send him crashing over the edge.
Joe could feel himself getting close, the sensations, the emotions, were getting too much for him. He picked up the pace just a little, fucking Tyler quicker and harder, and he pushed himself up onto one arm, reaching down between them to take Tyler's cock in his hand, stroking him in time with his thrusts.
"Uh... Uh... Uh!!!" Tyler whimpered every time Joe plunged in deep, his voice rising in pitch with every thrust that brought him closer to his orgasm.
"Oh fuck, Ty, here it comes," Joe cried.
He drove his cock as deep as it would go and started to explode inside Tyler's ass, firing shot after shot into him, filling him with the biggest load he had ever shot in his life.
When Tyler felt the hot cum splash against his insides his whole body quivered and his cock erupted, spewing cum all over, coating their stomachs and chests.
As Joe's orgasm reached its end and the last drop dribbled from his cock deep in Tyler's ass, he lowered himself until he was lying completely on his best friend and placed his head besides Tyler's.
Tyler's body was still quivering, his hole pulsing, his dick leaking, as he wrapped his arms around Joe, feeling more content than ever before.
"Oh God, Joe..." Tyler panted, running his hand up into the back of Joe's hair. "I love you."
Tyler sat back against the wall of the log cabin and watched the sun as it began to set beyond the trees.
He couldn't believe what had happened in the last few days, how his life had changed so quickly, and he needed some time to himself to just think and process it all.
He had got into a fight over a boy, a full-scale brawl that had left its mark not only on his face but on his reputation too. No one who saw it that day would ever forget it. They would bring it up for years to come whenever they saw him, even if they had no idea what had caused it.
He had made love to Joe, finally, and had Joe return the favour. It had been everything he had wanted since their first kiss, when their lips touched on Spring Break and electricity shot through his body, changing him at his core. He had even said I love you. Admitting how he really felt inside. But Joe didn't say it back and Tyler knew that he wouldn't. It was a fight he couldn't win. And so for the first time in his life he admitted defeat. He decided to let Joe go, hoping that one day he would realize what they had and would come back to him.
Until then he couldn't dwell on it, couldn't let it stop him from seeking out happiness somewhere else, with someone else. He had called Evan, knowing he wanted to be with a guy, knowing they could take one hell of a shot at being happy together.
They had set the date, an actual date, in a real restaurant, around living people, and it had excited Tyler. For once he wouldn't have to hide his feelings, wouldn't have to hide who he was. But Evan didn't show up.
Tyler had waited for almost a half hour. He had text and called Evan's phone to find out where he was but there was no answer. His dream date quickly became a nightmare and he raced from the restaurant, fearing the worst.
What he found when he got to Evan's house was almost worse than all the thoughts he'd had on his way over. Instead of Evan it was Jake who answered the door. He was almost naked, dressed in nothing but a pair of Evan's shorts that barely concealed his swinging dick; his chest was bare, covered in sweat and his hair was ruffled in a way that can only be the result of someone running their hands through it. He had just had sex.
Tyler had felt all of his hopes disappear. He couldn't be with Joe in the way he wanted and now he wasn't going to be with Evan either. After everything that had happened between them, Jake had won. Jake had Evan.
But somehow, despite all of that, despite the huge sense of loss that he felt inside, he couldn't be angry. When he saw the look on Evan's face, an unmistakable look of contentment, he knew what Evan was feeling because it was exactly what he had felt when Joe had been inside him. When the person you love, more than any other person in the world, makes love to you, nothing can compare. Nothing gets better.
Knowing that Evan was happy gave Tyler the freedom to walk away. He had never thought that Jake would take that step, that all of the teasing would come true and Jake would become Evan's boyfriend. Now that he was, Tyler felt almost a kinship with him. Coach had been right, they were alike in so many ways. And so he offered his hand in a truce and Jake shook it.
He smiled, knowing that if the seemingly straight wrestler had flipped for the right person it could give him hope. Maybe, just maybe, the same would happen for him and Joe. One day when the pressures of the sporting world were no longer on their shoulders they would be able to relax and let go, to seek happiness in the only place they would ever truly find it; each other.
Until then, he would continue to live his life, taking full advantage of being young, hot and free. The sun was setting on today but it would rise again tomorrow and who knew what would happen then?
The End...