Kelly biked home in the hot and humid night. The town was quiet..it was almost surreal how quiet. A dog barked now and then, and there was always the sound of air conditioners trying to make occupants of the houses sleep, but otherwise it was quiet. There wasn't any traffic either. Traffic lights changed to a phantom audience. Not even sirens blared as they usually do. Kelly had stripped to his shorts and hoped that the night had enough air to brush across his naked torso..but instead, he sweat as if it were bright sunny day. He peddled then coasted, not willing to exert any more effort then was necessary. Eventually he'd be home, strip down to shower and put his naked body under the white cotton sheets that had caressed him ever since he began to sleep in the buff. His cock hardened and poked it's way down the leg of his shorts. Nobody was around, nobody was watching. Nobody cared. So Kelly let it sneak a look outside his shorts and he played with the head as he rode. The apartment complex was down the block. There were always lots of stories about that place. Singles, airline attendants, sex, drugs, pool parties.....which is why his parents and others objected when they got a permit to build it among the otherwise community of houses. Bowling had been fun and the film was ok. His friends took off in cars or on bikes too..and Kelly peddled his way home. "We can put your bike in the trunk..and go get some weed" one of his friends offered. That would mean a late night with his buddies in the woods, getting stoned, jacking off and telling lies about sexual conquests. It just wasn't what he wanted. What he wanted was Purcel, a tall kid in his class. The guy was lanky and hung like a fire engine. They had swam in their black speedos while on the high school swim team, so Kelly began to fantasize about Purcel even then. Now in community college they became friendlier..but since there was no gym, his visions of a naked and hung Purcel were confined to memories. "Want to hang out sometime?" He had asked Purcel. The tall boy looked strangely at him for a moment. "What did you hear about me?" he asked defensively. "Nothing..I just thought we could talk about the swim team and stuff sometime" Kelly explained. "Oh....cool....my Dad won't let me out too much though" Something had happened to Purcel and Kelly didn't know what. But he knew someday he'd learn about it..... He fantasized that the stories about Purcel getting sucked off all the time were true, that maybe he even sucked cock too..or fucked. Kelly's ass rubbed against the bike seat as he peddled and it felt good. Not as good as the time his cousin put his tongue there..or the time his other cousin introduced him to cornholing as they called it down south. He was queer...and loved it. Cock sucking, fucking, getting fucked, being naked, wrestling, swetaing..he wasa pig..at least in his mind. His cousin had introduced him to sleeping bareass and he loved it. Of course, in the middle of the night, he learned other things his cousin was into..and loved them all. Two on one sex with them kept him busy during his visits there. And he loved being in the middle or on either end. "You ARE a sexpig" he was told. And he knew it was true. The apartment complex was beside him now....air conditioner noise was louder. He saw a figure standing on a balcony, shirtless like he was. And as he got closer he saw the guy was actually jacking his dick in public. And better yet the guy was watching him. Kelly pulled his half visable cock from under his shorts and played with it. That made the silhouetted man wave..and jack off faster. Then the man waved toward Kelly signaling him to come closer. Kelly looked around, even though he knew nobody was around. He got off his bike and walked across the grass just in time to see the man drop something. A wadded up piece of paper with a key in the middle. It said the apartment number...and as Kelly looked up the lights went out. Kelly let his cock make the decision and was soon carrying his bike up three flights of stairs. By the time he got to the apartment door, he was panting and sweatier then before. His cock was rock hard and sticking out the leg of his shorts. He opened the door and stared into the darkness.and then went inside. It was raw, unlimited and all night sex from there on. He was soon naked, sucking, being sucked, fingering, being fingered, fucking and being fucked. By the time he was pulling on his shorts and refusing breakfast, Kelly had become friends with George and Mark, roommates and lovers. The only gay couple Kelly had ever met.
"Hi" Purcel answered the door knock. Kelly had gone from the apartments to where Purcel lived. He stood there wearing nothing but his white jockey shorts...wiping his eyes. "Oh sorry, I guess it's early. I hope I didn't wake up anyone" "Just me...the folks are away for the weekend" Purcel said "Come on in" Kelly had made a decision and as soon as the door closed, he knelt and reached for what he wanted. Purcel didn't move away...and sighed as his long cock was being sucked down Kelly's throat. "Oh shit..it's been so long" he said. "Can I suck you too?" They were on Purcel's bed soon thereafter, making up for the months and couple of years that Kelly's fantasies had been raging. "I want you to fuck me" he pleaded and Purcel was soon sliding his snake like cock in and out of the hungry butt offered him. "When are they coming back?" he said as they lay together exhausted from their first round of orgasms. "Not till tomorrow night" Purcel said before he bent over to begin sucking Kelly's cock again. Purcel's Dad had found his son having sex with another boy. From that point on, he kept the boy captive threatening to kick him out if he ever did that queer stuff again. Purcel lay on Kellys chest gently playing with one of his nipples as he told the story. "Mark" was the boys name. Kelly thought he remembered him. "Do you fuck too?" Purcel asked "with my snake everyone wants to suck or get fucked..and nobody wants to fuck me." Kelly obliged holding his new lover's bare hips in a vice like grip that pulled them back on his fat cock. "Shit....we've wasted so much time"
"You two are going camping?" Purcel's Dad asked looking at Kelly standing there with his backpack on. His bike was nearby. "Got a week off and decided to just go" Kelly said. Purcel stood there holding his own backpack, ready for his father to repeat the "no" he had heard for many months since that time in high school. "OK, but if you need help, call" His dad tossed a mobile phone towards Purcel. "I guess it's time" he said. They peddled among traffic out onto the highway, away from the town, into the farm country, past creeks and hills, onto single lane streets to get away..and to find a place they could call their own. Into the night they peddled..stripping off shirts to endure the hot humid air that had pushed Kelly over the edge that night. And he knew that when they found the right spot, Purcel and he could take up where they left off.....hopefully to never stop.