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Part two: Desire
"Hey Jonah". His voice and face seemed expressionless. Then, thankfully, his face broke into a wide smile. I relaxed. I had been certain he was gonna be mad at me, but instead he was now grinning at me.
"Hey. What are you doing here?" I asked. Adam had never met me at school before. He clearly wasn't angry, but why was he here? "I wanted to hang out. C'mon, I have my car, let me give you a lift home". I nodded and silently followed him to his car, which wasn't far away. I got in the passenger side, and waited for him to start the car - but he didn't.
"Damn, you look cute in your school kit". I mumbled out a sheepish thanks. I had no idea Adam felt this way. He'd had never suggested this before. I mean, he was hot as hell, but I had never thought he wanted me. I didn't have long to think about it though, his left hand had appeared on my thigh.
I turned my downcast head up to look at him and he was right in front of me, leaning over. I felt his hand spread slightly on my leg as he leaned in, and our lips touched. Fireworks. In my head, at least. He was gentle, soft, but firm. It didn't last long but I was very happy - my first kiss. "Wanna come back to mine?". I mumbled out a series of noises that didn't count as words but he took it as an affirmative.
There was no doubt who was in charge this time. After only a few minutes of arriving he was kissing me and unbuttoning my shirt at the same time. Whenever I went to raise my arms around his body he'd stop me. I really wanted to "finger" his neck again, in fact I was desperate to do it. "Can I... do it to you again?" I asked between kisses. He grinned and simply replied "nuh uh".
He span me around, removing my shirt in the process. Then he was behind me, grinding up against me. Even through our pants I could feel he was hard, then again his trouser snake wasn't on the small side. He then grabbed both my arms and held them behind me, like he was arresting me. With his other hand he undid my belt buckle and pants and soon they dropped away to the ground. I could feel his junk straining up against my underwear. "Don't you want me to make you cum?" I asked again. He pushed up against me, his lips next to my ears, and replied "It's my turn to make you cum". His left hand remained holding my arms behind me and I decided not to fight back.
Then his hand was on my junk, rubbing through my boxers. Somehow, one handed, he pulled my junk through the flap. I leaned back into him, surrendering. "Don't fight it" he said, borrowing my new catchphrase. I began to moan, even starting to say his name over and over. He responded "that's it Jonah, damn, imagine if I were inside of you right now...". I moaned involuntarily at that idea. "Do you want me inside you Jonah? hmm?" he whispered in my ear as I began to pant. "Y.yeahhh. Adam. Huuuuuuhh". He didn't however make any attempt to follow through with that.
"Adam, I'm hhhuuuhh i'm i'm i'm" I panted. He began to kiss the back of my neck as he continued the assault, not pausing for a second. I didn't have time to realise this was the first time anybody had done anything like this to me. He seemed to know exactly what to say to me. "Imagine me inside you right now, you powerless to stop me, heading ever closer to-" and that was all the encouragement I needed. "fu...FUCK" and I let out a guttural moan as I sprayed all up the wall in front of me.
"Fuck yeah" I heard from behind me. I was still in shock. Wasn't I the one who did this sort of thing to him? No matter, I decided I'd wait until later and finger his neck when he least expected it. Besides, it had felt pretty damn amazing. It was also pretty clear he had further ideas about doing normal sex stuff with me. I can't have been his first, although, maybe his first with another guy? Even that seemed unlikely though; he seemed so confident.
"Finally got to repay you" he said, grinning at me. He hadn't even taken his clothes off; I was left rather sheepishly getting dressed. "Wanna go for a walk together?" he asked, but also started getting his shoes back on, so I guess he'd decided for us. "Uh, well, ok?" I mumbled out, whilst bending over to pick up my shirt. "You have one amazing behind Jonah" he said whilst grabbing my butt with both his hands. "I can't wait to be in that thing" he said, wandering away downstairs. I wasn't so sure about that.
"Have you done the neck thing to anybody else?" he asked as we walked through the parade of houses in the area. "Yeah. Two others". I kinda felt shy about it all of a sudden. "So... who was it? Didn't they like it?". I felt the sadness about Ben. "The guy before you was somebody I met in Italy at the hotel last month when we stayed there". I had intentionally not mentioned Ben. "What about the other, the first?". I sighed. "Ben" I replied. "Your best friend Ben?" I sighed again and said "Yeah, though he isn't my friend any more," in a sad, low voice. "Hey wait a second" he said stopping on the path. "Is the neck thing why you're no longer friends?". I looked down at the ground. "Yeah" I said softly.
"So what happened?". At first I didn't respond, taking a few seconds, but then it spilled out of me. "He liked it at first, at least I think he did. He's full straight though. The more we did it the more he seemed to not like it. He said he didn't like how it was making him feel, and that he was into girls. I kept wanting to do it though. So.. I kinda did it a couple more times after he said to stop. I... just needed to. I don't know. The last time he got angry and we ended up fighting. We haven't spoken since."
"Wow. Did he tell anybody about it?" I shrugged. "I don't think so, it's been like... 6 months? If he was gonna tell anybody or if he did... he would have by now? I was really scared for ages though.". We continued walking on the rare beautiful late season day. "So how do you do it? Can you teach me?". I shook my head. "I... don't think so. It's just an impulse. The first time with Ben surprised us both. I don't really do anything I could teach.".
"Stop walking a sec" he half-ordered me. He reached out and touched the back of my neck with his finger... but nothing happened. He stroked around for a few seconds until I flicked his hand away, him giggling. "Hey I wonder if you can do it to two people at once? I just laughed and continued walking. "So who else knows about it?" he asked. I sighed again at the thought of Ben. "Just you, Ben, and the boy in Italy.".
"So... are you, uh, gay?" I asked softly. He laughed. "Nah, I don't like labels like that. I like guys. I like girls." he then stopped walking, looked at me, and grabbed my right hand - "and, I like you.". It just hung there in the moment between us. He smiled, looked down, and walked on. "So what about you, gay?" I kinda felt bad. Should I have said I liked him? I mean. I liked him as a friend for sure, I'd grown up with him. Plus since Ben and I no longer hung out he's been an even closer friend. Sure, he was hot. His eyes especially; I could melt in them. Okay maybe I did like him. A bit...
"So, are you?" he brought me back from my thoughts. "Uh, yeah. I guess. I've not told anybody though. Not even Ben". It was kind of weird that I'd "fingered" three guys but not ever - until now - admitted to being gay. I'd never even thought about telling Adam until now. It was strange, we'd been friends forever, but today I felt closer to him than before. I even wanted to reach out and take his hand, but we were out walking in the street and I didn't want people to see.
We arrived back at his house, him kicking off his shoes and me slowly removing mine after. He rushed off upstairs and I followed along after, unsure, and still thinking about what he had said. When I entered his room he was nowhere to be found. I walked over to his bed, only to find myself suddenly pushed forward, landing face onto the bed, him clambering on top. I wriggled around, trying to get him off me, but only ended up pinned beneath him, flat on my back, facing him. There's something so natural and comforting about sliding your legs to the side and wrapping them around somebody. This was the first time I'd ever done it and as I did it he got this evil grin on his face.
"I see what you mean about liking me" I joked. "Don't you like me too? You at least like this - I can tell". Okay he could probably tell, my junk betraying me down below. "I... yeah, I mean, yeah.. I". I stammered, as he laughed at my response. "You what?" but before I could answer his lips were on mine. Like before they were soft but he pressed them firmly. It was nice. Really nice. This time his tongue met mine, and damn it was good. As we kissed he began to slowly grind into me. I moaned involuntarily mid kiss. He then sat up grinning at me like he'd unlocked a secret vault. "So you do like me?".
"Yeah" I said quietly, looking away. "I'm not sure I'm ready for... this, though" I said, flexing my rear up to meet his grinding. "For what?" he said, clearly play acting, before breaking into a grin again. "We don't have to rush to do anything. Besides..." he paused, "normally I'd be balls deep in the guy by now, but... you're different. I feel connected somehow. I woke up this morning and knew I had to see you." Like earlier, it hung there between us, me not responding, except by smiling. He grinned and then resumed - "Maybe it is the neck thing? Connecting us?". I did feel differently about him, and I did feel a connection, a sort of, confidence about him.
"There has to be something more to it than just you making me cum." he stated matter of factly. He was probably was right though. "Maybe. I have no idea what it even is yet. When I'm doing it I feel... powerful. In control. Like your body is my body". After I told him this I wondered if I was sharing too much. "Maybe you can do other things than make me cum? Maybe you could tell me to do something else or tell you a secret or something. On second thought... don't try tha-" but he couldn't finish his sentence. My hand had found its way to his neck. We both gasped as we connected. It seemed easier each new time I fingered him. His eyes went glassy. I felt as though I could feel his entire body. It felt like mine. Try as I might though I couldn't move it as if it were my body.
"Can you hear me Adam?" I asked quietly. "Yeah" he replied, almost monotone. Time to test it out. "What is your biggest secret you've not told anybody?". He seemed to be struggling to answer and I felt... resistance. I felt... like his body was fighting back. My finger felt like it was hot, burning even. I felt a compulsion to fight the resistance; I clamped my entire hand around his neck, all of my finger tips touching skin. I then applied pressure in my index finger and resolved to win. Words tumbled out of my mouth - "Don't fight it. You will tell me.". He shuddered and gasped at that. Suddenly it felt like something gave way within him. His eyes seemed to flash red for a second. I was rewarded with his body briefly feeling amazing, from the look on his face I think he felt it too.
"I...". He paused again, so I pressed my finger to his neck as before. "Last year... Last year I fucked a 15 year old.". Oh shit. Maybe this was a bad idea, I hadn't meant secrets like that. "Well, it works, I can get you to tell me secrets. How about doing something. Go get me a drink of water." He promptly got up and vanished downstairs without saying a word. He came back, and handed me the water before the glassy look faded. "Ah god damn it. Why did you do that?" At first I was confused. "Why did you make me tell you that?". I looked down at the floor and felt awful. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that would be the secret you were gonna share!". He looked real mad. "You gotta promise me you aren't gonna tell anybody. I could be in real trouble."
"I'm really sorry. I won't tell anybody. I'll keep your secret if you keep my secret?". This seemed to perk him back up. Even though my secret was far more dangerous he seemed happy at the idea. "Okay. In return though... I wanna fuck you.". I admit him saying this turned me on, but, I also felt fear. "Can... we work up to that? I've never done this stuff before. Ever.". That evil grin appeared on his face. "If only I had your neck thing I could make you do it".
I walked over to him and placed my arms around his neck, and briefly kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my body and brought me into a hug. The intimacy was amazing. Hugging somebody you liked, rather than just a friend or family, was so much better. I couldn't help myself though. My finger found his neck, and we both moaned in pleasure as we connected. My turn to smile. "What is it like, to fuck somebody?". Asking that made us both moan again. "It's great. I want to fuck you Jonah". What happened then was unexpected. I felt his need to fuck me and damn it felt... good. I felt it within his body. I could feel his dick perk up and straining against me. I felt what he felt. He wanted it. I wanted it. No, wait, he... I. I was overwhelmed. I almost let go of his neck.
"I...". I stammered. "I want you to fuck me". I was now convinced. I was hooked. Seconds before it had been what he wanted, not me, but now... now I wanted it more than anything. I even felt like I had to make him do it. "You're gonna fuck me Adam". We both gasped. "You're gonna slide in and I'm gonna make you burst inside me". I let go of his neck, almost on instinct. His face turned into an evil grin. "Fuck me" I said, pleading. He chuckled and shook his head. "There isn't time, my folks will be home in a few minutes. Tomorrow?".
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