Killer and Ike

Killer and Ike By Randal Jenner rjthejackal@yahoo.com

Chapter 1: 24 hrs in paradise

Keller looked at the card he'd drawn in disgust and dropped his hand on the table. He sighed and looked across at his best friend Ike and shook his head. "Yours, man."

"Aooooowww! I like it like that!" Ike, a tall muscular dark haired and blue-eyed boy of seventeen reached out and pulled all of the Oreos in the center of the table towards himself. "Come to papa, darlings, come to papa!" He flashed a mischievous grin at Keller. "Dude, you never draw on seventeen or higher."

"Fuck you, Ike." Keller Martin, a slender but defined boy of seventeen with blond hair and green-gray eyes flipped the other off and took one of his cigarettes. "I had you, bitch. I had you."

"Baby, I played you like a violin." Ike leaned back with his hands behind his head. He looked around his father's cabin and noticed it was now decidedly empty compared to the twenty or so people that had been there for the party. "Damn, man, where'd everybody go?"

Cindy, Ike's girlfriend of over a year, sat next to him at the table with her elbow's on the table and her blonde hair hanging over her shoulders. "They left over an hour ago, Ike. Where the hell have you been?"

"It's only one. Why did everybody bug out?" Keller stood up and went to the fridge for a beer and brought everyone a fresh one.

"I told them we were going to play strip poker." Niki, Keller's dark haired girlfriend responded. She took a bottle of beer from him and leaned back in the chair next to his. "Knowing your reputations as card sharks, they busted the door down getting out." She finished dryly.

"That's right." Ike, whose real name was Isaac Vaughn Rawlson, smirked. His eyes lit up as he remembered something and he grabbed his jacket behind him. "I fucking forgot. The party hasn't even started yet." He tore furiously through his pockets.

"Damn, there he goes again." Keller said and took a pull from his bottle. "I hate when his mind takes off without him."

"Naw, man, check it out!" Ike came up with two joints and held them out. "The finest I could score for my best friends."

Keller tried to act excited as one of them was lit and started around, but the truth was he hated pot. It dissolved his carefully maintained mental barriers and he didn't like being exposed like that. Ike picked up on his hesitation.

"Come on, Killer!" He chided, using the nickname that he alone was allowed to use. "I promise there's nobody here to see you let your hair down, okay?" Ike leaned over the table and held his hands out imploringly. "You deserve a break today."

Against his better judgment and desires, Keller took a hit and held it, trying not to cough and sneeze at the same time. He passed it to Niki who took it like a pro, causing him once again to question her desirability.

Several minutes later, despite himself, he was well and truly glazed over and feeling no pain. Everything that was said was funny, and the inside of his mouth was like play dough. When the second joint came around he didn't even hesitate, and by the time it was gone he felt like he was in slow motion.

Cindy had been shuffling the cards, giggling when she let them slide away from her, and looking across the table at Niki in a way that made Keller raise his eyebrows. "So, what do you think, guys? Seven card stud, deuces and Jokers wild, and each hand lost is an article of clothing?"

Keller snickered and looked across at Ike, motioning his head towards Niki who was moving very strangely and kept licking her lips. Ike grinned and shrugged. "Dude, maybe we ought to switch partners." He said, trying to be funny. "They're like way into each other."

"Fine with me, Kel." Niki looked at him and winked. He blinked at her, knowing he'd missed something, but he had no idea what.

In the first few hands they had the girls down to their underwear. Ike had lost his shirt and socks, and Keller had lost his shirt. Keller looked back and forth between the ladies and smiled, seeing that Cindy was slightly annoyed. He had a flush, and he was about to make her even more irritable.

"Killer, I have a real cool idea." Ike said, carefully turning his hand over and laying it on the table. "I think we should make the bets more interesting. What do you think?"

Keller looked over at Niki and got a very sultry look from her. He laughed somewhat stupidly and looked back at Ike. "Dude, it's your house, you make the rules."

"What do you think, sweetie?" Ike asked Cindy and gave her a shit-eating grin.

"I think baby, that I would take any bet you can think up." She reached out stroked under his chin with one finger. "That is if you and Killer here are man enough to do the same." She leaned over and licked his lips. "Anything we have to do if we lose, you have to do if you lose."

"I think that's do-able." He looked over at Keller. "You and Niki in?"

"I know I am." Niki said quietly, looking at Cindy.

"Uh, sure, I guess." Keller looked and Niki strangely. He was getting some really weird vibes from her. He looked back at Ike and scratched the side of his head. "None of that weird shit like getting a golf ball up the ass or anything, though."

"Minimal weird shit." Ike said and nodded his head. "So, do we want to re-bet this hand?"

"I think that you can set the bet at whatever you want, baby." Cindy slowly waved her cards under his nose. "Just be a good loser, okay?"

Ike smiled in a way that would have given Keller chills if he hadn't been drunk and utterly wasted. "Okay, ladies, since you're so happy with your hands we'll try this. If me or Killer wins the hand you to have to french each other, and I mean the real thing, including tongues, not a peck on the lips, okay?"

The heavy brick that was Keller's brain mulled that over and clunked as he realized what Ike had just bet. He blinked several times, staring at his best friend of many years and suddenly felt very sick. "Ike, shouldn't we..."

"Fine." Niki cut him off and smiled sweetly at him. "Pucker up, baby."

Keller's flush won, and he was shocked as Cindy stood up after tossing her three eights down and went around to Niki. When Niki stood up they kissed, and it was very clear that it was not a peck on the lips. He looked over at Ike with his mouth hanging open. Ike looked at him and chuckled with a shrug.

In the next hand Ike had them naked, and when the kissed their hands roamed into unbelievable territory. Keller looked down at the painful lump in his shorts. He was so hard it was threatening to tear his pants. The bad part of that was that it was Ike that was turning him on, not Niki or Cindy.

"I think you two ought to get naked now." Cindy said breathlessly. "It's not like we don't know what the bets are going to be."

Keller had a flash of inspiration, or at least that's what it felt like, and jumped up from his chair. "I can do that!" He said and grabbed the cuffs of his nylon basketball shorts. Without much effort, or at least it didn't seem very hard, he tore them up and off, having to stop and yank on the elastic waist band after the rest came free. Now naked, he tossed the remnants of his clothes up onto the antlers of the moose that hung over the fireplace.

"Alright Keller!" Ike jumped up and unzipped his denim shorts and shoved them and his briefs down in one motion. "That is why I call him The Killer!" He pointed at Keller's engorged 8" hard on. Keller blushed and grinned, enjoying the praise.

"So, how about a dare instead of another card game?" Cindy asked innocently, sliding up next to Ike after he pulled off his socks. "Think you're brave enough to take me on in a dare?"

"Anytime, baby. The duo can't be stopped." He kept his eyes on hers but held his hand out for Keller to slap. "Name it, mortal."

"I have one." Niki met Keller's eyes and leaned up to kiss him lightly. "I dare you and Ike to French like we did. I really want to see that." She ran her finger down his chest to the base of his manhood. "I dare you."

Keller went cold inside but felt a surge of excitement, too. It might have been the beer (a lot of beer) and it might have been the dope (way to much weed), but his inhibitions were rapidly disappearing. He didn't really listen as Ike said something sarcastic. When he started moving around the table, though, Keller felt his pulse quicken. He grinned.

"Don't be afraid, Keller...Uuhn!" Ike grunted in surprise as Keller wrapped his arms around him and then kissed him hard, forcing his tongue into Ike's mouth. Almost instantly Ike responded and slid his arms around Keller's sides and stroked his back. It was like time froze and there was just the two of them. The were oblivious to the outside world and only separated enough to let their now rock hard members snap up between them and then ground together again.

"Jesus!" Ike gasped, forcing himself back a few inches but not letting go. He searched Keller's eyes and grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Goddamn, Kil, you been holding out on me, man." He stepped back and lowered himself shakily into a chair.

Keller blushed furiously and sat down, trying to hide his hard on. "You were pretty good too." He looked up at the girls, embarrassed but unrepentant. They were both standing side by side with their jaws hanging open. "Your move, ladies."

"Well shit." Cindy said after several seconds. "I'm so damned hot now I don't know what to say." There was a strange look in her eyes as she met Ike's eyes.

Ike waited until Keller looked at him and then raised his eyebrows, never loosing eye contact. For someone like Keller, who had known Ike since he was three, the meaning was obvious. He wanted to know if Keller was interested in seeing if their experience might go any farther. Keller blushed again and laughed. He nodded and put his hand over his eyes. It was like reality had gone totally ape shit. The funny thing was that not only was he considering having sex with his best friend, he was looking forward to it! God he hated pot, and beer was second in line.

Ike flashed his perfect white teeth. Without moving his eyes from Keller's he reached up and caught a hold of one of Cindy's index fingers. "Big finale, baby. I dare you to go into the back bedroom and have sex with Niki." Keller smiled again, and Ike dragged his eyes away and looked up at his girlfriend. "I triple dog dare you. Check Mate." His voice had softened, and he rubbed the side of Keller's foot with his lightly.

Although he had never mentioned it to anyone, Ike was fully aware that Cindy and Niki had had a thing going behind his back for over a year. Since she had more than kept him satisfied, and since he was never into that serious 'love' shit anyway, it had never affected their relationship. He of course strategically never mentioned that he would've jumped Keller's bones anytime anywhere, and that it was his deepest darkest secret.

Keller on the other hand was totally oblivious to Niki's bi-sexual nature, and had assumed he was the only one in her life. Although she had shocked him tonight, he wasn't really turned off or upset, though. Actually, it didn't mean that much to him. Their relationship was almost entirely physical as far as he was concerned. Keller was positive he'd never been in love. He didn't know what he wanted, but he knew she wasn't it.

Cindy put her hands on Ike's shoulders and leaned down to kiss his forehead. "You think this is a good idea, Ike?" She looked up at Keller and smiled slightly. "We're probably way past the point of no return, Keller, but you shouldn't do anything that will ruin your friendship. Think about it." She held out her hand to Niki and led her out of the kitchen towards one of the bedrooms.

"She's right, Kil." Ike slid his foot out and touched the side of Keller's leg and rubbed it gently. "We could probably blame this on dope to this point."

Keller swallowed hard. He'd started trembling and he couldn't stop. "No, I want to." Keller laughed nervously and looked at his hands. "I guess I'm just scared."

Ike stood up and went over to Keller. "I'm the last person you should be afraid of." He slowly slid his hands under Keller's arms and gently pulled him closer. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Keller instinctively put his arms around Ike's neck. "So why didn't you say something?" Ike bent in and kissed him lightly on the lips. Keller's heart pounded and he leaned against Ike.

"Say what?" Ike pulled back slightly but didn't let go. "That I wanted to have sex with my best friend? You would've killed me." He smiled showing his perfect teeth.

Keller snorted and chuckled. "Dude, I still might, but you would've been surprised." He felt Ike's hand slide between them and grasp his cock. "Oh, man." His eyes fluttered. "Oh shit."

"Come on, Killer." Ike led him by his cock towards the stairs. They made their way to the upstairs bedroom. Ike closed the door and led Keller out onto the deck that was outside a set of glass doors. "Ever have sex outside?" He stepped behind Keller and slid his arms around his waist, rubbing his stomach and chest with one hand and stroking his crotch with the other.

Keller was almost hypnotized by the slow steady motions. He leaned his head back against Ike's shoulder and closed his eyes. His mind was foggy from the beer and the pot, but he also knew that he'd daydreamed about this happening before, and had a seriously wet dream about it too.

He could feel the tip of Ike's cock rubbing in the crack of his ass, and something was making it very slick. He could feel his stomach tightening up and a deep sort of electrical heat building in the base of his abdomen. He shivered again and moaned as Ike's tip touched his ass.

"It hurts the first time." Ike whispered in Keller's ear. "I won't lie to you."

"Oh fuck I don't care!" Keller reached up and cradled Ike's head. "Do it, Isaac.. Tell me what to do." He felt the pressure increase and both of Ike's arms were around his waist pulling back. "Ah!" He felt Ike enter him and he pushed back. "Of Christ that hurts!"

"Just a little more." Ike carefully and gently slid further in until it was finished. "Relax, baby. Just breath, okay?" He gently wiped the tears from Keller's cheeks. "Just let me do the work, okay? Lean against the rail." Keller nodded and put his hands on the redwood.

"It's okay now." Keller grunted. "It's going away." Ike's hand encircled his now limp cock and began to stroke it again. Keller hissed as Ike pulled out slowly and then slid back in, matching the slow rhythm he started with his hand. Up inside, Keller could feel something he'd never felt before, like licking a battery to see if it had a charge but it had something to do with Ike inside him. "Damn, that's good." He breathed.

"Just have to take our time." Ike licked Keller's neck and ears. "If we go to fast it will hurt you."

"This is fine." Keller smiled and arched his back. "Oh God, go a little faster."

Ike chuckled and increased the pace a little. Keller was so tight, and he could feel his own orgasm coming fast. "God I wish we'd done this along time ago." He felt Keller's balls tense up and knew he was going to cum. He leaned back with his arm across Keller's chest and pumped him harder and faster.

"Ah! Ike I can't stop!" Keller gritted his teeth. As Ike pulled him back it forced him deeper in, and Keller's guts were vibrating like he'd never felt before. "Ike!" He grunted and let loose. His load arced out over the rail, each of nine hard contractions containing what looked like more cum than he'd ever shot at one time. He shouted and fell against Ike with almost a sob.

Ike gritted his teeth when he felt Keller's ass contract. He watched as Keller's gobs flew out into the darkness. He fired into Keller and hugged him tight, pumping in and out as his load filled Keller up. "Holy shit!"

After several minutes of just standing there catching their breath Ike slipped out of Keller and Keller turned around into his arms. He rested his head on Ike's shoulder. "I never knew." Keller said quietly. "I didn't think it would feel so good."

"It gets better." Ike grinned and lifted Keller's chin to kiss him. "Now it's your turn, Killer."

Keller fought waking up for as long as he could, but by habit he was an early riser, even after getting drunk. He slowly opened his eyes in to the filtered sunlight and blinked, disoriented. He sighed and adjusted his hips to get more comfortable. It took several seconds for his mind to register the fact that his chest and stomach were pressed against Ike's back, and that his now flaccid cock was still inside Ike. His eyes widened in shock and he leaned back, not sure what to do.

Ike solved the problem by groaning softly and stretching his arms up over his head and rolling onto his back, causing Keller to pop out. He opened his eyes and saw Keller looking back at him and smiled. "Hiya, sunshine." He stroked Keller's cheek with his hand.

"We, uh, really did all that, didn't we?" Keller asked incredulously. The feel of Ike's hand was almost hypnotic, and he closed his eyes. "I thought it was a dream."

"It kind of was, but it was a good one." Ike grinned and shifted under the covers. "Are your ass cheeks stuck together? I need a shower." He wrinkled his nose.

"I don't dare look at the mess we made." Keller laughed and rubbed at his six-pack where the dried remains of Ike's fluids flaked off. "I've never had four orgasms before. My balls kind of hurt."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Ike sat up and took Keller's face in his hands and kissed him. "I wish we'd done this a long time ago." He slid towards the end of the bed and stood up, stretching again.

"Me, too." Keller marveled at the definition of Ike's muscles. Ike was one inch taller than Keller and about thirty-five pounds heavier, bringing him in at about 180. Keller was no slouch in the definition department and was actually more cut than Ike, just not as much mass. Their sizes were fairly close to the same, and they routinely traded clothing.

Ike yawned and went to the dresser. His family spent a lot of time at the cabin, even in the winter, and he kept clean clothes in his room. "You're gonna have to borrow some clothes, Kil. I'm pretty sure the shredded remains of yours are still hanging from the moose over the fireplace." He took out a pair of swimming trunks, board shorts that were red with white Hawaiian flowers down the sides, and tossed them on the bed. He rummaged around and came out with a stretchy skintight white muscle shirt and tossed it after the shorts. "I'll hit the shower and them start breakfast if you'll go get some coffee on."

Keller nodded and slid out of bed. Ike tossed him a terry towel wrap and he put it around his waist as he headed down the stairs. There was no sound yet from the girl's room as he passed it, and for a second Keller considered opening the door quietly to peek. He'd never seen two real women in bed together before and had to fight his curiosity.

As he walked into the kitchen he glanced out at the living room and chuckled, turning red, as he saw what was left of his underwear and shorts draped over the moose's nose. He shook his head at the unbelievable way last night had ended up.

For years Keller had known that he might be gay, or bi, and for years he had pretended that everything was fine, forcing himself to date girls when he was old enough, and to save his real feelings for when he was alone in his room or in the shower.

Ninety eight percent of the time he fantasized about Ike, although usually of Ike with a girl or Ike beating off. He'd never involved himself in the fantasy. It hadn't ever occurred to him. As he poured water in the coffee machine he couldn't help but wonder if Ike had similar thoughts about him, or if the pot had caused a one-time bang.

That particular thought was a downer, and Keller flipped the switch to turn the pot on, vowing to never do pot again. He hated not being in control, and he hated how it fucked up his inhibitions, and the more he thought about it, he hoped he hadn't monumentally fucked up the best friends to ever walk the earth.

He was deep in serious thoughts as he walked into the room. "Killer, is that you?" Ike called from the shower. Keller walked over to the door of the bathroom to see Ike's head sticking out. "Come here a sec." Ike said seriously. Keller went over to the glass door, expecting to be asked if he would NOT mention what happened to anyone, or to get some soap, or something that would break the spell. He didn't get what he expected.

"Mmph!" He grunted in surprise as Ike kissed him, forcing his tongue into Keller's mouth. He pulled the wrap off Keller's waste and tossed it on the floor and dragged Keller into the shower.

"I really hope you missed me as much as I missed you." Ike said after they parted. His arms were possessively around Keller's waist, causing their rapidly hardening erections to rub together.

"God yes." Keller said, a dopey grin spreading across his face. "So this wasn't a one nighter?" He slid his hands up Ike's muscular chest and around his neck.

"I really hope not, but it's up to you." Ike said with a straight face. "I don't want to give up what we had. I love you, man, and I want to really love you, but not if it's gonna hurt you. You're my best friend."

Keller was surprised to feel his eyes watering up. He swallowed hard and leaned forward to kiss Ike again. Their hands slowly slid between them, moving up and down in the water spray.

"Jesus, is there any water left?" Cindy looked up at them as they came down the stairs, dressed almost identically except for Ike's shorts being dark blue. "You two look rested."

Ike stopped at the table and kissed her. "Morning, baby. Yes, there's shit loads of water left, it's just not hot water." He picked up the pot and poured a cup of coffee.

"My God you're funny!" Cindy said sarcastically, slapping her knee. "I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard."

Keller poured a cup of coffee and sat down across from her at the table. "Did you guys have a good time?" He asked, well aware that his face was going red.

"No, as a mater of fact we didn't." Cindy rubbed her face with her hands. "Princess Niki was out like a light the second she hit the bed." She looked over at Isaac. "I should've come in with you two."

"That would've been interesting." Ike wiggled his eyebrows up and down. "Not to change the subject but are you two riding four wheelers with us today?" He took eggs and sausage out of the fridge and started breakfast.

"Oh I don't think so, thank you anyway." Cindy smiled faintly sarcastically. "Having dirt in my teeth is just not in the cards today. Besides, Niki was up throwing up about the time I heard the water running for your marathon shower. If you don't mind I'll drive your car back and you can ride home with Keller."

"You'd have more fun with us." Keller offered. Cindy leaned over and put her head on his shoulder in resignation. "I didn't mean that the way it sounded."

"I can handle honesty, Keller." Cindy smiled and took a sip of his coffee. "Niki on the other hand may need a little finesse. I think she thinks it's okay to fool around on you, but I'm not sold that she thinks it's okay for you to mess around with Isaac. Watch you ass, okay?"

"I thought that was my job?" Ike chuckled and flipped the sausage patties.

Three hours later Keller pulled his four-wheeler under a tree and turned it off. He was about a half a mile ahead of Isaac, and they'd planned to stop near a small cliff that overlooked the lake. A cooler strapped to the back of his bike had cokes and sandwiches in it, and Ike had an old quilt on his to spread out for lunch.

He pulled off his helmet and hung on the handlebars, then pulled off his dirt streaked t-shirt and wiped his face and chest off with it. He was in the process of lighting a cigarette when he heard the buzz of Ike's four-wheeler coming up the last curve. Keller lit a second cigarette and had it waiting.

"Jesus Christ, Speed Ball!" Isaac pulled his helmet off and took the offered smoke from Keller. "Not only are you a goddamn maniac you're a mind reader too?" He took a drag and exhaled. "Thank you."

"Isn't the cliff right over there past those trees?" Keller pointed down a gentle slope across the dirt road.

"Yup." Isaac stood up and wrestled out of his shirt. "Remember that shady place at the base of the rocks?" Keller nodded. "That's where I was headed. There's no shade at the top."

Keller started his machine and followed Ike down the hill. They found the area they were looking for and spread out the blanket to eat. Keller stretched out in the shade and drank from one of the cokes. "I'm surprised these cokes have any fizz left. That trail at the second canyon didn't even exist, did it?"

"Wimp. I thought you wanted a ride. If you wanted a nap you could've gone home with Cindy." Isaac chuckled and leaned over so that his nose touched Keller's. "Besides, wouldn't you rather be here?"

"That doesn't have shit to do with the non-existent trail, Ike, but nice try." Keller laughed and stood up, holding his hand out to help Isaac up. "You stink and I'm pretty sure I do. Let's hit the water."

Isaac pulled his shoes and socks off and followed Keller up the hill to the cliff. The exposed rock faced leaned out over the water, and the top of the small cliff was sixteen feet above the surface. Not the tallest thrill, but enough to make the average jumper catch their breath.

Keller stopped at the top and looked over the edge at the deep blue water at the bottom. His heart quickened like it always did, and he jumped when Isaac's arms slid around his sides and his hands slid under the somewhat loose waistband of Keller's board shorts, coming to rest around his favorite equipment. Keller leaned back against him.

"I could really get used to this, Killer. All I want to do is touch you." Ike kissed Keller's neck gently.

"You're the only one I want to touch me like that." Keller said and meant it. During the ride up here he'd had a lot of time to think about what he'd had with Niki and found it wanting. Whenever he allowed himself to think about Isaac he almost immediately got hard, just like now.

Ike laughed. "I know how to fix your problem."

"What problem?" Keller closed his eyes and groaned softly. Without warning Ike had withdrawn his hands and moved to face Keller. He kissed him hard, and then leaned down and grabbed Keller's legs, lifting him into a fireman's carry. "Jesus! Ike!"

"Hold on to your asssssssssssss!" Isaac turned and ran off the cliff, his shouts mingling with Keller's screams until the plunged into the water causing a titanic splash.

"You sonofabitch!" Keller sputtered, wiping the water out of his eyes. "Thanks for the fucking warning you asshole!" He grinned and pushed Ike's head under. Ike came back up laughing

"If you're bitching about that you'll really hate the next part." Isaac disappeared under the water.

"Oh, shit!" Keller tried to get away but it was to late. Isaac's board shorts were a little big on him, and by the time he tried to put his legs together they were gone. Isaac surfaced with a broad grin on his face, Keller's suit in one hand and his own in the other.

"Surprise!" Isaac waved the suits and then tossed them up onto the grassy bank. "You always used to say you liked new things."

Keller looked around at the surrounding trees and foliage, nervous about being seen skinny-dipping. Ike swam up to him and wrapped his arms around Keller's waste. Keller couldn't help but close his eyes as their lips met. Each kiss seemed to get even more spectacular than the last, and he felt himself getting hard. What was more important he could feel Ike's cock poking him.

"It's Saturday, stud." Ike mumbled against Keller's mouth with a smile. "We don't even have to go home until tomorrow."

Keller chuckled and reached down to grasp Isaac's hardness. "Dude, we're like depraved or something." Ike's lips began to make small kisses and tongue slurps in the area oh his collarbone and he sighed. "God I wanted this."