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Erik and I lay on my couch watching a movie when we heard my dad pull in the driveway. We quickly jumped off eachother, and moved to seperate parts of the room. So much for a romantic movie on the big TV. Oh well, we could always go up and watch it in my room, though my 13" tv paled in comparison to the 50" that adorned our living room. All I was wondering was why my dad was home so early. It was only 8 pm, he was usually at the office until at least 11.
"Hey guys," my dad said as he walked in, brushing the snow from his coat and hanging it on the coat rack.
"Hey dad. Why are you home so early?" I asked, turning to face him.
"Well, I got some great news today, thought I'd come home and share it with you. In fact, it can concern you both, if you want it to,"
I glanced over at Erik and was flashed his quizzical look. I began to melt inside, but quickly turned back to my dad. How does his good news concern us? He knew nothing about Erik and I. He thought we were just friends. We had managed to hide our relationship from him for the past year and a half. There had been a few close calls, but nothing came of it. If my dad knew, he concealed it VERY well.
"Ok dad, spill it," I said again.
"All right. Well, I had that meeting with JJ Aspen today, the skiing guy. And to make a long, boring story short, he gave me 4 tickets to his resort in Colorado. And he even offered to fly us all down there on his plane!," My dad explained, getting a little excited.
I glanced quickly at Erik and knew right away that he wanted to go. And to tell you the truth, a ski weekend apealled to me too. I was just hoping that we would have seperate cabins. I truly didn't feel like spending a weekend cooped up in a cabin with my dad, and whatever slut he finds to go with us.
"Sounds cool dad," I said, standing up and stretching. "You in Erik?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Most definently," he replied.
"All right then. You guys pack you bags, and we can leave first thing in the morning,"
"All right. Lets go," I said, quickly dashing up to my room.
Erik followed close behind me as we ascended the stairs to my bedroom. Erik shut the door behind him and quickly tackled me to the bed. He quickly attacked my neck, nibbling and sucking gently. I reached up and began to return the favor. I loved it when he got excited.
"Mmm babe, a whole weekend away in the mountains," He spoke, still sucking my neck.
"Don't get ahead of yourself baby. We're not even sure we get our own cabin yet,"
Erik stopped his sucking then looked up into my eyes. He gave me his best pouty look, which even after a year and a half I still couldn't take. I brought my lips to his and kissed them gently. I felt him start to smile as our lips parted. I reached up and kissed him lightly on the nose. He laughed then flipped over onto his back. I quickly straddled him and began to kiss his neck gently.
"Don't worry baby, we'll make it work," I spoke, hoping that I was telling the truth.
"I know. Your dad is bound to go skiing sometime,"
I brought my head from his neck and looked up at him. He flashed me the beautiful patended grin of his. No matter how I felt, that grin could always make me smile. No different this time. I buried my head into his neck and just enjoyed his beautiful smell. I could not get enough of him. I loved him more than words could ever say. I had never been happier than I had been this past year and a half. Erik had brightened my life in such an amazing way. I wanted to do nothing more than lay with him all night long, but I knew my dad would come up here eventually. And he had a horrible habit of NEVER knocking.
I hopped off of my bed and walked to my stereo. I pushed the power button, then hit play on the CD player. I walked over to my closet as Jessica Simpson's "I wanna love you forever" blared through the speakers. Jessica Simpson is the most talented of all them teen pop singers, don't ever let anyone tell you differently. As usual, I got caught up in singing the song, and forgot what I had opened my closet for. I stood staring absently mindedly into my sea of clothes as Erik walked up behind me.
He slipped his hands around my waist and began to dance with my slowly. He brought his head to my neck and kissed it lightly. He began to sing "I wanna love you forever" lightly into my ear. It was things like that that made me love him even more. I turned around and threw my arms around his neck. We began to dance once more until the song came to an end.
"Mmm, I love you baby," I spoke, kissing him lightly.
"Love you more," He joked, flashing me his patented grin. "Now pack your clothes so we can go to my house," He said, patting me on the ass.
I just laughed then turned back to my closet. I reached up on the top shelf and pulled down my duffle bag. It was only a weekend, so there was no sense in packing a suitcase. I ripped a couple outfits from their hangers and shoved them into the bag. I walked over to my dresser and grabbed a few pairs of socks. There was no need to grab underwear, saying as I didn't believe in them. But I did grab a few pairs of boxers, for sleeping purposes only. I zipped up the bag and dropped it to the floor. I walked back over and plopped down next to Erik on the bed, just as our song (Where you Are by Jessica Simpson & Nick Lachey) began to play.
"I'm packed," I laughed, turning my head and looking into his beautiful blue eyes.
He just laughed then sat up on the bed. He reached over and gave me a quick peck on the lips then hopped off the bed. He walked over to my dresser and picked up my car keys. I gave him a joking frown, but I was used to him wanting to take my car by now. I walked over to my stereo and waited for Jessica to sing the last note. As the song started to fade, I turned the stereo off and walked back to Erik at my dresser. I kissed him lightly on the nose, then snatched my keys from his hands.
"If we're taking my car, I'm driving,"
I knew he would attempt to get me with the puppy dog eyes, but I wasn't staying around to give him the chance. I quickly exited my bedroom and descended the stairs quickly back to the family room. Erik followed slowly behind, in mock hurt that he wouldn't be able to drive. I'd seen it hundreds of times before, I've become immune. I just shook my head at him with a smile on my face, and slipped my shoes on. He walked over to me, and hit me on the ass. I jumped slightly, but was still able to slip my last shoe on.
"I'm driving on the way back," He said, trying to sound authoritive
"If your good," I joked back, raising my eyebrows at him.
"Mmm, you know I'm good baby," He spoke, putting his hands on my waist. He brought his head to my neck and began to nibble lightly. I kept my eyes over his shoulder, on the lookout for my dad. I brought my hands up to his crotch and squeezed lightly. He let out a cute little "eep" then pulled away. He gave me a slight frown, but it quickly turned to a smile as his eyes met mine. I guess I have the same affect on him as he does on me.
"We gotta get going. We can save that for your house," I said, flashing him his own grin.
"You know the punishment for using that grin," He said, in a stern tone of voice, but still with a smile on his face.
"I'm not afraid. Now lets go,"
I slipped my coat on then opened the door. Erik flicked the outside light on then joined me on the porch. I walked carefully over to my car and unlocked the doors. I hopped in quickly and shut the door. This was my first winter in cold weather, freaking Michigan had me freezing my nuts off.
Erik hopped into the passenger seat then leaned over and gave me a kiss. Even after a year and a half, his kisses still sent thrills all through my body. We parted the kiss and I just sat there. I stared deep into Erik's beautiful blue eyes. It was hard to believe he was real sometimes. If it weren't for the radio playing one of my favorite songs (I wanna be with you by Mandy Moore) I may have sat there all night. I leaned over and gave Erik another quick kiss, then quickly exited my driveway. Next stop, Erik's house. A place where we could be together and not have to worry about who knew. It was only his mom and his sister, and they both knew.
It would be good to finally get some time alone with Erik again. It had become few and far between as of late. With his sister going threw her depressed teenager phase and never wanting to leave their house. And my dad's work schedule had become quite unpredictable as of late, so we tried to stay clear of all sexual activity at my house. Which had left us coming close on a week with no sex. Which for Erik and I was an eternity.
It must've been our lucky night, because as we pulled into Erik's driveway, we noticed the house was entirely dark.
"Thank God," Erik said, a little excited. "Terri actually went out,"
"Bout time she got out of her depressed teenager phase," I laughed, bringing the car to a stop.
We both jumped quickly from the car and ran to the house. Erik unlocked the door and pushed me inside. I tossed my coat on the coat rack and stepped quickly out of my shoes. Erik did the same then wrapped his arms around my waist and began to kiss me. We fell to the sofa and Erik began to attack my neck as I untucked his shirt, running my hands across his beautiful, well chilsled abs. I pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. I sat up and went to work with my tongue, licking lightly at his nipples.
"You are such a tease sometimes," He breathed.
I looked up at him and noticed a look of complete extacy on his face. I brought my lips to his neck and began to nibble lightly, stirring a light moan from him. I then brought my tongue back to his nipples. He pulled my head back level with his and drove his tongue into my mouth. He then pushed me to the sofa and began to unbutton my shirt. Just then we heard a car door slam. Erik stopped then sat up on the sofa. I sat up and looked into his eyes, noticing a look of frustration in them. But the ever present smile was still on his face.
"Fuck," He sighed, laughing slightly. "We're never gonna get time alone are we?"
His smile had turned to a frown with his last statement. It ripped me up inside to see him hurt, over anything. I caressed his cheek with my hand then kissed his lips. I could feel him start to smile as we pulled apart. I looked up into his eyes then kissed him again.
"Don't worry baby, we get a whole weekend,"
His eyes lit up and he kissed me quickly. He hopped up from the couch and began to search for his shirt. He found it on the opposite side of the room (in the heat of the moment, I tend to throw clothes pretty far.) He was just starting to put it over his head as his mom walked in. He pulled it down the rest of the way then ran to help her with the groceries she was carrying. I hopped over the back of the sofa and grabbed the remaining bags from her arms.
"I love having boys around," She said, hanging her coat on the coat rack, then walking to join us in the kitchen.
I sat down at the table as she began to walk around me. She had done this before. It was her nice way of torture, knowing already that Erik and I had been fooling around. She liked to "inspect" us before actually saying something. Not as if she cared anyways. She was our confidant, and the biggest fan of our relationship. I wish I could tell my dad, but I knew there was no way in hell he would be as cool about it as Erik's mom.
"So did I interrupt something?" She asked, already knowing damn well she did.
"No mom. What would make you think that?" Erik asked jokingly, sitting on my lap.
"Oh I don't know. Maybe the way you were putting your shirt on when I walked in. Or maybe the way Adam's hair is messed up. Or maybe the fact that you were both here but every light in the house was still off," She replied, a very smug tone in her voice.
I just shook my head and started to laugh. We didn't have to actually admit to doing something, she already knew. It always sucks to be interrupted though. Especially when the person interrupting has to rub it in your face. But after all the breaks she'd given us, we didn't have room to complain.
"Well don't worry boys, cuz I'll be out of here soon. I have a date," She explained, putting away the remaining groceries.
"With who?" Erik and I asked almost in unison.
"Steve, from Houston & Garter,"
"Ooh, mama, dating a lawyer," I joked.
"Damn right," She laughed. "Ya proud of me?"
"Course we are mom," Erik said, walking over and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "But we're going up to my room to pack,"
"Pack for what?" She asked, turning from the cupboard to face us.
"For a ski weekend with Adam's dad." Erik replied. "Speaking of which, where are my ski's?"
"The attic, along with all your other winter junk you never use," She said, slamming the cupboard shut, then walking towards us.
"K," Erik replied, turning and leaving the room.
I walked up to Erik's mom, gave her a kiss on the cheek then followed my man towards his bedroom. He had already turned his stereo on as I walked in. He'd yet to up the volume from the light setting he uses when he sleeps. But I could hear faintly the sounds of 98 degrees "98 degrees and rising" cd. Wasting no time, Erik was already digging in his closet. I walked over and upped the volume on the stereo so I could listen to "Heat it Up", which is one of my favorite songs of theirs.
I plopped down onto his bed and stared at the ceiling. I never really did stare at his ceiling before. Even during sex, I could not keep my eyes off of him. Who would want to. He was gorgeous, even straight guys could tell that. And he was all mine. Every girl in that entire school lusted after him. And I had him. Course no one knew about it. They had all been told that Erik was dating someone from a different school. But just to know that all them girls wanted my man, was more than enough. As "Heat it Up" came to an end, Erik's duffle bag landed on my chest.
"I'm all packed," He said, laying down next to me on the bed. He reached over and gave me a light kiss. "All I need is my ski's,"
"Which are in the attic right?" I asked, a great thought coming to my mind.
"Yeah. What's that look all about?" He asked, flashing me his quizzical look.
"No one can get into the attic unless they come through here right," I asked, pointing to the door in his ceiling. He knodded, still not catching on. "Then we could be alone up there, RIGHT?" I asked, hoping he finally caught on. As much as I loved my baby, he was not one to catch on too quick to subtleties.
"Ahh, I get where your coming from,"
"Bout time," I joked, slapping him playfully on the chest.
"What are we just sitting here for?" He asked, hopping quickly onto the bed to lower the attic door.
He pulled the door down and extended the ladder. He motioned for me to go ahead, which I quickly did. After I was in, I turned around to look at what was taking him so long. I noticed him grab a tube of lube. I smiled and thought to myself 'thats my baby, always thinking smart.'
Thankfully for us, their attic served also as their guest bedroom, so there was a bed up there. I sat down on the bed and waited for Erik to finish closing the attic door. After he'd pulled the door up, he immediatly ran to me at the bed. He quickly tackled me to the bed and began to kiss my neck. I quickly shucked his shirt aside, and taking off where we'd left off earlier I began to tongue his nipples. I pushed him onto his back and began to move my tongue around his beautiful chest, then down his chiseled abs. I stopped at his belly button and began to lick lightly tongue around it. This was one of Erik's "Spots" if you get my drift. I began to dart my tongue in and out, getting soft little moans from Erik each time.
I pulled my head from his torso and slowly ran my hands along his crotch. It was time for his cock to come out and play. I slowly unbuttoned his pants and undid his zipper. I pulled his pants down, slowly exposing the tent made in his boxer shorts. I slid my hand past the waistband and took his cock in my hands. I began to jerk slowly, as I brought my lips once more to his. I kissed him softly then brought my head back to his cock.
I quickly pulled down his boxer shorts, exposing the soft flesh of his beautiful 8" pole. I brought my tongue to the head, and licked the dripping pre-cum. I looked up and saw Erik's eyes closed, in total extacy. As much as he "complained" about my cock teasing, I know he liked it that way. I began lick along the underside of his throbbing fuck stick, causing his cock to jump slightly as my tongue connected with the sensitive glans. I had had enough teasing, and deposited his cock into my mouth.
I began to suck gently, tasting the precum as it dripped onto my tongue. I felt Erik's hands come to my head and began to stroke my hair lightly. I began to bob up and down on his swollen shaft, feeling his head strike the back of my throat each time. I brought my hands down to his balls and began to squeeze them, coaxing a moan from Erik. I took my hand from his balls and drug it lightly against the opening of his anus. I began to push the finger slowly into his opening, making him moan in extacy. I poked in and out rhythmically, feeling Erik's cock pulse each time. I removed my finger til all but the nail was out, then drove it back in, connecting this time with his prostate. He moaned out loudly, and thrust into my mouth. I had found what I was looking for and continued to massage his prostate, all the while bobbing up and down on his beautiful cock. I could feel Erik's grip tighten on my hair. I inserted another finger, and continued my massage of his prostate.
"Oh god baby, I'm cumming!" He moaned out, thrusting into my mouth.
I stayed on his cock until I felt the last drop of cumm hit my tongue. I removed my fingers from his anus, then broughy myself level with him. He took me lovingly into his arms and kissed me for what seemed like an eternity.
"God baby, I love you," He said, in between kisses.
"I love you too," I replied.
"Now to show you how much I love you," He said, beginning to unbutton my pants.
After he'd released my cock from the confines of my jeans, he began to slowly unbutton my shirt. As he undid the last button, he pushed the fabric to the side, leaving it still on me but leaving my chest open for his tongue. He tongued at my nipples gently, just barely touching them. I could feel my cock getting rock hard. As could Erik. He brought his tongue quickly to my shaft, and began to lick tentatively at the pre-cumm oozing from the head. He slipped his mouth over my head, then eased it down slowly over the rest of my throbbing cock. He sucked slowly for a few seconds, then removed my dick from his mouth. He then sat up and looked at me. He flashed me that patented grin of his, and grabbed the tube of lube from where he'd tossed it on the bed. He reached up and kissed me once more. Then brought himself back to face my cock.
He unscrewed the cap from the tube then squirted it on my cock. He rubbed it in with his hands, then licked at the head. I flashed him a quick "are you crazy, lube tastes nasty" look. He smiled that gorgeous smile at me then spoke.
"Cinammon flavored, I picked it up at Tinker's," He said, once more licking my cock.
He continued to rub the lube in until it was to his standards. He then straddled me, allowing my cock to slowly penetrate his anus. I could do nothing but moan as his ass clamped around my cock. After he'd buried my throbbing 8 incher into his ass, he began to ride in a slow rhythm. I sat up and began to kiss his chest, licking the sweat as it dripped from his nipples. I took him in my arms and gently turned, so that he was on his back. I then began to pump into him slowly. I reached down and began to kiss him, my tongue probing his mouth as my shaft did the same to his ass.
Erik began to let out soft little moans as I pumped, making me increase my rhythm. I could feel my balls slap against his ass with every thrust. He began to clench his ass around my shaft, eliciting moans from me as I tongue massaged his pecs. I could feel my balls rising, and began to thrust into his ass faster.
"Ohh, I'm cumming!," I moaned out, falling onto his chest as I deposited my load deep into his ass.
I buried my head against Erik's neck as the last drops of cumm spurted from my cock. I inhaled deeply, enjoying his wonderful smell. He began to run his fingers through my hair. I began to kiss his neck softly as I removed my softening cock from his ass. I slid down a bit and rested my head on his chest. I wrapped my arms around him, this was always my favorite part, the cuddling.
"I love you so much baby," Erik spoke softly, caressing my shoulder.
"I love you too," I spoke, cuddling more to his chest.
We lay like that until the both of us drifted off to sleep. Erik was the first to awake, shaking me gently to wake me up.
"Get up baby," He whispered. "Its probably pretty late by now. We should get back to your house,"
"Okay," I agreed.
I sat up and gave him a quick kiss, then began to re-dress. Only my pants had come of during the melay, so it didn't take long. I sat back down on the bed and waited for Erik. He slipped his pants on, but decided to leave his shirt off (Not as I were going to complain) He then walked over to me, gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and pulled me to my feet.
"Come on," He said, motioning to the door with his head.
"What about your ski's?" I asked
"Oh yeah,"
He quickly ran to the opposite side of the attic and grabbed his ski's from where they were hanging. He walked back to me, and handed me the ski's. He stepped down onto the attic door then jumped to his bed. He pulled down the ladder and told me to toss him the ski's, which I did. I then stepped down the ladder to join him. He was already walking into the hallway, so I quickly shut up the attic door and went to join him.
He dropped his bags at the sofa then walked into the kitchen. He re-appeared and tossed me a bottled water. I opened the cap and took a few quick gulps, my throat had gotten kind of dry up there in that attic. He walked back to me and put his head in my lap. I just smiled and bent down to kiss him.
"Love you baby," He said as our kiss parted.
"Love you more," I said, kissing him on the nose.
"Oh we'll see about that one," He joked, flashing me his patented grin.
"Well come on, its already 11:30. Better get out of here now before Terri gets home," I explained.
"K," was all he replied, sitting up from my lap.
I sat up and kissed him once more than walked to where my coat hung. Erik picked up his bags, and snatched my keys from my hands. I gave him a quick puzzled look, and he smiled.
"I think I was good. So I get to drive home," He said, his best imitation of a child.
"You were damned good, so I guess you can drive," I joked, putting my coat on.
He stuck his tongue out at me and quickly slipped his jacket on, his shirt still in hand. I walked out the door first and pretty much slid on a patch of ice to my car. Erik did his best impression of that Nelson kid from the Simpsons with "Ha Ha" I stuck my tongue out at him and hopped in the car. I hate this cold weather. Erik locked his house up then walked to the trunk of my car.
"Hey babe, fold down the backseat will ya?" He yelled at me as he opened the trunk.
"Okay," I replied, reaching around to the backseat.
I caught ahold on the hook to release the backseat as Erik pushed his ski's foward. Only bad thing about my car (Nissan Pulsar) no trunk space. But thankfully the backseat folded down. Other than the whole trunk thing, my car was perfect.
I sat back into my seat and waited for Erik to join me. He quickly hopped in and inserted the key. As the "Please fasten your seatbelts" alert came to an end, I heard the horrible sounds of another Christina Aguilera song. This time in the evil form of "What a girl wants"
"Frankly bitch, I don't care what you want," I said as I flicked the radio to the country station.
"You and that Aguilera ho," Erik laughed, putting the car into reverse.
"I hate her," I said, as Faith Hill's song "What's in it for me" came on the radio.
Erik chose not to comment and continued his drive back to my house. The ride was rather uneventful. Saying as it was less than a five mile drive. As the Phil Vassar song "Carlene" came to an end, we we're pulling into my driveway.
I hopped quickly from the car and ran up into the house. I removed my shoes and walked upstairs to my bedroom. I flicked the radio on and plopped down onto the bed. Erik eventually walked in and dropped his bag at the door. He walked over and sat next to me on the bed. He started to kiss me lightly. But then twisted my nipple. I yelped out and pushed him off the bed. He fell to the floor with a crash, making me think I may have hurt him. But as I sat silent, I heard him quietly laughing. I hung my head over the side of the bed, and smiled at him.
"Ya all right?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"If I weren't gay, I'd say no. Because this shoe just about went up my ass. And I've already had something up there today," He laughed, pulling the shoe out from under him and tossing it at my closet.
"Aww, I'm sorry," I said, flashing him my best pouty smile.
"You are too cute when you do that," He said, sitting up and kissing me.
"I know," I joked, sitting up on the bed. "Now we should probably get to bed. You know how my dad is with mornings,"
"Where am I sleeping, since he'll be coming in here in the morning?"
"Your sleeping with me dorkus. That can be passed off as only sleep,"
"Okay,"
Erik hopped to his feet and stripped down to his boxers. I waited until he was done and took him in my arms. I began to stroke his back, the soft feel of his skin sending chills down my spine. I began to get weak in the knees. I threw my arms around Erik's neck and began to kiss him. He laid me down on the bed and began to kiss me once more. I brought my hands to his neck and began to tickle the back on his neck. That is another one of Erik's "Spots." His kissing became a passionate fury as my hands traced lightly against his neck. He straddled my chest and resumed his kissing, moving slowly down to my neck. He continued his descent, until he reached my chest. He began to massage my nipples with his tongue, making me squirm. He began to lick down my stomach, over my abs, until he reached the waistband of my jeans. He undid the buttons with one hand, and began to lower the zipper. It was then I heard footsteps in the hallway. Erik immediatly dropped to the floor. And I stood up to make it look like my pants were down because I was getting ready for bed, not because my boyfriend was about to give me head. I slipped my pants off and tossed them in the direction of the laundry hamper. As I had just slipped my boxers on, my dad walked in, keeping true to his form of never knocking.
"Hey guys, we gotta leave here by 9," He spoke, standing in the doorway.
"All right," Erik and I echoed back.
"And by the way, Heather is coming with us,"
Heather was my dad's secretary. And out of all the girls he could've chosen, I'm glad it was her. Heather and I had gotten along very well from the first time we met. She was also one of the choice few who knew I was gay. Don't get me wrong, I never set out to tell her, I kinda slipped up to her one day and called Erik my boyfriend. But she was cool about it, thankfully. That is really the last thing I need. Things have never been all that great with my dad. And him finding out that I like cock, probably wouldn't make them any better.
"Cool. See you in the morning dad," I said, almost my way of dismissing him.
"Night guys," He said back, shutting the door behind him.
I looked over at Erik and just shook my head. My dad had ruined so much sex, it was hard to even remember exactly how much. Erik got into bed next to me, and we started to kiss again. But we decided it smart to not take it further than that tonight. I gave Erik one last kiss on the lips and then laid my head on his chest. He hugged me close to him and kissed the top of my head. I let out a contented sigh and closed my eyes. Erik flipped the radio until he reached the country station. He lowered the volume, and I could hear the faintest sounds of "There is No Arizona" by Jamie O'neal as I fell asleep.............
Sorry to end it there guys, But I didn't want to keep the story from you too long. Everything will pick up right where this left off in First Day of School part 4, which I promise will be out very very soon.