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Mark Stevens
Dear Readers,
Cole is such a flirt, a tease, and yet, he seems to be really kind hearted. Because his character is always entertaining to be around, I wanted to get to know him a little better. As a result, the next few chapters will tell us what Cole's life was like before moving into the Community. I hope you enjoy the interlude. As always, I love hearing back from you guys.
Chapter One Hundred Sixteen
Cole's Story
Part Three
Cole had been working in his father's shop over a month now, and he was constantly amazed how well everything was working out for him. Although he and his dad's relationship hadn't improved any, Gordon was actually pleasant toward his son at times. Cole answered the telephone and waited on customers as they dropped off or picked up their vehicles. Some of the people were new customers, but many were repeats. His dad had owned and operated the shop over twenty years and his customers had been so pleased with his work that they kept coming back.
Another reason Cole liked his job was that he had quite a bit of contact with Guy Jackson, his dad's only other employee. Gordon had hired Guy one month before Cole's mother had died, and the man had single handedly kept the garage up and running while Gordon had taken time off to settle his wife's affairs. Guy had felt sorry for the then thirteen year old boy when he saw how Gordon treated his son, and as a result, he had tried talking with Gordon. Cole's dad, on the other hand, refused to listen to his employee and told Guy it was none of his business.
Cole walked into his dad's shop Friday afternoon and placed his school books on the shelf under the counter. "I'm here," he called out into the work area.
"Hey, Bud," Guy greeted. He looked up from the hood of a car and grinned. "We made it to Friday, didn't we?"
"We did," Cole answered and went back to answer the telephone.
The last thing he did every evening was sweep the work area and take out the trash. When these chores were done, he joined his dad and Guy at the front counter. It was payday, and Gordon had kept his word. He had paid Cole every Friday since he began working at the garage.
"Any plans this weekend?" Guy asked Cole.
Cole shook his head. "Nothing in particular. I may walk down to the mall and look at computers. A laptop would make my school work much easier."
Gordon always paid Guy with a check, but in Cole's case, it was always cash. When he heard Cole, he muttered something under his breath and then said, "Yeah, that's gonna happen. I think you'll change your mind when you see how much one costs."
Guy pocketed his check and said, "Cole, talk nice to your dad, and he might help you out."
Cole took the money his dad handed him and said, "That's never fucking happening."
"That's one thing we can agree on," Gordon assured Cole. He gave both his son and Guy a look that plainly said, "Drop it!"
Guy said goodbye and walked out to his car, leaving Cole and Gordon alone. Cole reached for his school books and left the building. He placed them in his dad's truck and headed down town.
"Where are you going?" Gordon asked.
Cole shrugged his shoulders and answered, "Going to the mall, like I said, to look at computers. I'll grab a burger in the food court."
Gordon swore and got into his truck. Cole watched his dad back out into the street and head in the opposite direction. Then he turned back around and slowly made his way downtown. When he entered the mall, he first went to the food court and scarfed down a burger, fries and a drink. Then he went down the wide hallway, and when he found the computer store, he walked inside and looked around.
He was approached immediately by a young male sales clerk. "May I help you?" the guy asked.
"I'm looking for a laptop," Cole answered.
"What do you have in mind?"
Cole shook his head. "I really don't know – Mark," he said reading the clerk's name tag.
Mark looked Cole up and down and said, "I would take it that you are in high school still. Is that your interest in purchasing a computer?"
Cole nodded. "That's right. I'm just looking for now," he said. He had the feeling that Mark thought he was going to get a hefty commission from a computer sale.
"I understand. You're here to see what's available. Follow me."
Mark spent a good hour showing Cole one laptop after another, carefully detailing each one's capabilities, what programs they came with, and what programs were compatible to download on each one.
Cole knew they would probably be expensive, but the cost of these laptops were way more than he thought possible. "Fuck," he thought, "I'll never be able to afford one of these motherfuckers." He let Mark drone on for a time before he said, "Well, thanks, Mark. You've given me a lot to think about."
Sensing the loss of a sale, Mark quickly assured him the company offered all types of payment plans.
"Thanks. I'll think about it." He began walking toward the entrance.
"When you decide, be sure and ask for Mark."
"I will," Cole said just as a text came across on his phone. He stepped outside the door and looked at the screen. The message was from Tommy, one of the twins.
Tommy: Where r u?
Cole: The mall.
Tommy: Great. Me 2. Wanna meet up?
Cole: Definitely. Meet u in 5.
The depressed feeling Cole had after his visit to the computer store disappeared immediately. He tucked his phone back in his pocket and made his way to the other side of the mall. When he turned the corner, he saw Tommy sitting on one of the benches in the middle of the wide hallway.
"Hey," he greeted the twin.
"Hey, yourself," Tommy grinned.
Cole looked around the area and asked, "You alone?"
Tommy gave a nod and said, "Yeah, Bobby had plans with one of his friends from school. I had a feeling, it being Friday, that you might be here."
Cole explained his reason for coming to the mall, adding, "But I doubt I would have left without stopping to use the restroom."
Tommy stood up and said, "Great, I need to piss. Let's go relieve ourselves."
When they entered the restroom, they heard sounds coming from the first stall. Tommy grinned. "I think someone else needed some relief, too."
Cole looked down the line and saw the handicap stall was empty. He motioned for Tommy to follow him, and they walked into the extra wide booth. Cole closed the door and slid the lock in place.
"Sounds like someone is getting pretty close to get that relieved feeling," Cole said with a grin.
It was only a matter of seconds until both boys had their pants down to their ankles. Cole looked at Tommy's dick. It was already hard and standing out proud, surrounded by his curly blond pubes. Cole wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft and tugged on it.
"You jack off today?" he asked Tommy.
"Yeah, twice. You?"
"Once. This morning. I have a job working at my dad's shop after school, so that did away with some of my jerk time."
Cole dropped to his knees, and when he swallowed Tommy's dick, he heard a loud moan from the first stall. With a mouth full of cock, he looked up and winked at Tommy before moving his face down into the boy's pubes. The blond curly hairs tickled his nose.
Cole soon pulled off Tommy's dick and ran his tongue down the boy's shaft. When he reached the base, he made a wet trail down to Tommy's balls. He licked each ball until it was saturated with his saliva. Then he slowly made his way back up to Tommy's cockhead. He was met with a steady stream of pre cum, and he sucked the nectar into his mouth. He slowly took the boy's dick back in his mouth, savoring Tommy's taste and feeling the boy's hardness between his lips.
Tommy suddenly pulled out of Cole's mouth. "Close," he whispered. "Don't wanna. Not yet. My turn."
He traded places with Cole and took hold of his cock. "You're so fucking hard," Tommy groaned. "And hairy," he added. "I fucking love all that hair."
Cole raised his shirt up. "There's plenty of it."
Still holding onto Cole's cock, Tommy moved his other hand through the hair on Cole's belly and chest. "God, feeling all that goes right to my dick."
Jerking on Cole's dick, Tommy leaned forward and licked the boy's furry belly button. The brown hair surrounding it tickled his tongue. Getting it very wet, Tommy slowly made a wet trail down to Cole's thick patch of curly brown pubes. He stopped stroking Cole's dick and focused on filling those pubes with his spit. Finished there, Tommy ran his tongue up Cole's hard hairy shaft, and sucked the head between his lips. He slowly worked his way down until his nose was planted in the middle of Cole's hairy bush. He paused a minute and took in a deep breath. He loved Cole's scent. It was so – so Cole, he supposed. He began working his mouth on the boy's dick. The faster he moved, the louder Cole moaned.
Cole suddenly felt the familiar tingling sensation in his balls. He was about to fill Tommy's mouth with his load. "Close," he warned.
Tommy groaned and placed his hands on Cole's ass. He pushed against the boy's hairy cheeks, driving Cole's cock deeper inside his mouth. The pre cum covered dickhead rammed the back of Tommy's throat and coated it heavily with Cole's sweet nectar.
"Fucking close," Cole groaned. He felt his dick shudder as it began firing hard jets of boy cream down Tommy's throat. He pounded the boy's face, scratching Tommy's chin with his pubes.
"Fuck!" Cole said and sighed. His cock had finally stopped firing into Tommy's mouth.
Tommy swallowed it all and let Cole's cock slide slowly out of his mouth. "Damn, that was a fucking huge load. You had better find more time to jack. Otherwise, your balls might explode from carrying such a big load."
"Your turn," Cole told Tommy.
"Not yet. Let me clean this up." He took Cole's cock back inside his mouth and swallowed the cum that was oozing from the cockhead. "Good stuff, Maynard."
Once they had changed places, Cole quickly swallowed the entire length of Tommy's cock. Discovering the mall restroom had taught Cole how to be a very experienced cock sucker. In a matter of minutes his skill had Tommy close to shooting.
"Goddamn, you're good," Tommy moaned. "I'm almost there."
Cole hummed louder as his mouth vibrated on the boy's dick. Another minute passed, and suddenly he was swallowing a thick load of boy cream. He sucked all the harder, making sure not to lose any of the sweet filling.
"Shit," Tommy whispered when his balls had finally emptied themselves. He placed his hands on Cole's head and left his dick buried inside Cole's mouth. "Shit," he said again.
Cole pulled back and said, "Let me return the favor." He began cleaning Tommy's dick, using his tongue and lips to remove the left over cum. When he had it clean, he stood up and kissed Tommy. "If you want to know the truth, I was depressed as hell before I got your text." He grinned. "I'm wanting to buy a laptop, but I don't think it's going to happen."
"Why not?" Tommy asked pulling his pants up.
"Money," Cole answered doing the same thing.
Cole opened the door and looked around the room. All of the stalls were vacant, and no one else was in the restroom. They walked over to the sink and rinsed their mouths out, washing away any scent or evidence of cum. It was while he was drying his hands that an idea suddenly popped into Cole's head.
"Hey, I just had an idea."
"And that would be?"
"I know that we only know each other because of this famous restroom, but what would you think about spending the night with me?"
They were standing outside the restroom now, and Tommy said, "Tonight? For real?"
Cole grinned. "I promise, I'm not an axe murderer."
"What about your dad?"
"Fuck him. "Besides" Cole continued, "by this time he'll be drunk on his ass. He won't even know you're in the house. I have a lock on my bedroom door," he added.
"I'm not sure," Tommy said. "Honestly, I never thought we'd ever know each other's business. Or where we lived."
"Could you call your brother and ask him to tell your folks you're spending the night with a friend from school?"
Tommy thought about it. When his mind stopped thinking, and his cock took over his thoughts, he said, "I could do that."
Tommy pulled his phone out and sent a test to his brother. A few minutes later he received a text from Bobby.
Bobby: No prob. I'll explain if they're still up when I get home.
Tommy: Thanks Bro. Talk tomorrow.
Pocketing his phone once more, Tommy said, "He'll cover my ass. Let's go."
When they arrived at Cole's house, he let them inside, and he quietly led the way down the hall to his room. Once inside, Cole quickly locked the door. "Welcome to my abode," he said looking around his bedroom.