Sometimes Plans Change Chapter 2
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Please note that this story is fiction and takes place in the imagination of the writer, nothing that is written ever happened. My fictional characters may or may not practice safe sex, however these are merely words and I would always advocate the practice of safe sex in the real world. Some of my fictional characters' actions may not also be legal in all places in the world, and my fictional stories are not meant encourage any reader to break any of their local laws. Anything can happen in our imaginations but in the real world we are bound by restrictions. Play safe.
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Sometimes Plans Change... Continued**
I had trouble sleeping knowing that my brother and his blond friend were sleeping in the next room.
I knew I'd ruined their night by coming home, but it couldn't be helped, and I couldn't help feeling guilty. I must have got up four times that night to pee, just because I couldn't sleep. Each time I listened at Tom's door but heard nothing. They must have just gone straight to sleep when they went to bed in the early hours of the morning.
The clock by my bed told me it was nearly half past seven and I didn't have the energy to try and go back to sleep, so I got up. For the first time in years, my cock wasn't hard when I got out of bed. I gave it a quick squeeze, but there was just no life in it.
I went downstairs to get myself a drink and perhaps some toast. I didn't think to put any clothes on as I didn't expect anyone to be up. But I startled when I went into the kitchen.
Blondie was standing by the sink looking out of the window, waiting for the kettle to boil. He wore nothing but a pair of white boxer briefs that were stretched taut over his pert backside.
"Oh!" I gasped, and he turned around to see who had disturbed him.
His eyes went up and down my naked body, and knowing he was checking me out finally brought my cock to life. It twitched and fluffed up slightly.
I repaid the compliment and checked out the bulge in his underwear. He was either very well hung or was sporting a half-hard.
"I didn't expect anyone to be up this early." I looked him in the eye.
"Couldn't sleep." He said flatly.
"Me neither." I empathised. "But I didn't have Tom snoring in the same room as me."
I made no attempt to cover up and was enjoying letting Blondie keep checking me out.
"Your eyes are going to give me a stiffy," I said, and he jerked his head up to look directly at me. "So how do I measure up to Tom," I asked. "I reckon I'm much bigger, and I still have a bit of growing to do."
Blondie didn't answer.
"So, what do you think?" I pushed him.
"Bigger." He whispered, his eyes looking back down at my crotch.
"I'm Will, by the way. But you probably already know that."
"Yes, we were surprised to see you last night."
"I know I fucked up Tom evening. But I didn't have to. You could have carried on. I could have joined in your fun, or just disappeared into my room to have my own fun."
"No... I'm..." Blondie stuttered.
"I'm not as boring as my brother makes out. He and I have a little fun sometimes." I stepped closer to Blondie. "Not full on fun." I stepped closer again, now almost standing nose to nose. "But he's not ready for that with me yet."
I reached forward and cupped his crotch. I gently massaged his bulge and felt his half hard cock get harder.
"What's your name by the way. I can't keep calling you Blondie."
"You...you've never called me Blondie." He stuttered.
"I have. A hundred time in my head. I even wanked off about you last night. Imagining you fucking my brother, deep and hard up the arse." I hadn't wanked off last night, but it sowed the seed of doubt about what I knew about them.
"What makes you think we do that sort of thing?"
"Just my fertile imagination and a shed load of wishful thinking."
I slipped my hand into his underwear and felt his hard cock. It was too confined for me to stroke him, so I pulled his underwear down to his knees.
I looked down and saw his seven-inch thick cock bridge the gap between us. He was slightly taller than me, so his tip nestled into my pubes.
Blondie looked like he didn't have any pubes, they were so blond they were almost transparent.
He gasped as I gripped his shaft and began stroking him.
I looked him in the eye, but he quickly closed them, angled his head back and I noticed his lips part. I kissed him on the lips, and I felt the tip of his tongue emerge to touch me.
Blondie was breathing heavier, and I wanted more fun than just tossing him off. So, I dropped to my knees, and in less than a second, his cock was engulfed in my throat.
"Oh, shit." He gasped. "Fuck. That feels fucking ace." He placed his hands on my head, encouraging me to go faster.
I did what he wanted and sucked his cock faster. I also reached underneath his balls and pushed my fingers into his arse crack, searching for his hole.
"Fucking hell!" He groans as I hit the spot.
He was still loose from last night fucking by my brother, so my finger slipped in easily. I quickly pushed in a second finger and then a third. Blondie was certainly ready.
I got into a rhythm, I pushed deep into his bowels as I plunged down on his cock. His knob throbbed as it hit the back of my throat.
"Fucking shit" He breathed.
I went faster.
Faster.
Faster.
Blondie gripped the sides of my head hard. His knob pulsating.
He almost screamed as his cock erupted down my throat.
I pulled back until just his knob was between my lips and his warm spunk flooded my mouth.
I swallowed and sucked the last few drops from his softening member.
"That felt fucking great." He told me as I rose up from my knees.
I looked him in the eye. "Now it's my turn."
Before he could react, I gripped his hips and turned him around. I knew he just expected that I wanted a blow job but I didn't give him a chance to drop to his knees.
My cock was rock hard, and I pushed it between his arse cheeks. On my second attempt, I pushed deep inside him and rammed his body against the kitchen counter.
I didn't give Blondie any time to recover, I just kept on thrusting into him. He was already well stretched from the night before and my fingers this morning so he didn't yelp in pain; he groaned in pleasure.
Fuck. Ever since I laid eyes on this beautiful blond stud, I'd wanted to fuck him, and he was taking it. I wished I could have lasted longer, but I'd got myself so worked up thinking about fucking him I wasn't going to last long.
"Yes... yes..." Blondie grunted as my hips slapped against his arse.
"Fuck... fuck..." I grunted as each thrust brought me closer.
Blondie braced himself on the countertop so that I could go deeper into him.
His arse gripped my shaft every time I pulled out, desperately trying to pull me back in. But I wasn't going anywhere; I slammed back into him every time.
I quickened my pace; I knew I was close.
I pounded him, hard.
My hips slapped against his buttocks.
I reached round to grab his cock; he was hard.
I wanked him as I pounded him. His low hanging balls swinging into my hand each time.
Blondie groaned louder.
It only took a few strokes before his cock nearly slipped from my grip as it jerked wildly, spewing cum over the kitchen cabinets.
His arse gripped my cock like a vice; it was almost painful.
I pushed harder; through his tightening hole.
My balls ached and pulled up tight against my body. I knew I could no longer hold off.
One last thrust and I rested balls deep inside Blondie.
My cock throbbed, stretching his anus with each spurt as I sprayed his insides with my cum.
I threw my head back in ecstasy.
It felt fucking fantastic as I unloaded into him.
As I came down from my orgasm high, I pulled out of him, grabbed my still hard cock and stroked the last few drops of cum onto his cheeks.
"You are one great fuck, Blondie."
Blondie turned around and smiled at me. "My name's Aiden."
"It suits you. But I prefer Blondie." I kissed him on the lips and ran my hands through his blond pubes. "So, who was better? Me or my brother?"
"How do you know?" Blondie looked scared for a moment.
"This knows everything." I gripped my cock. "Besides, you gave way so easily I knew you must have been fucked recently. I didn't have to use lube, by the way; you were that loose. Is my brother really that big he can stretch you wide open and get you prepared for my monster?" I started to stroke my cock again but could only manage to get it half hard.
"Shit don't say anything. Tom'll kill me if he knows you know."
"I won't say a word. If you do something for me."
"What?" Blondie looked like he was dreading what I would ask him to do.
"Go back to bed. Wake up Tom and tell him you want him to fuck you."
"He won't do that if he knows you are in the house."
"I know, tell him you saw me go out on my bike. Say that I looked damn sexy in my skin tight lycra."
"You're kidding right?"
"Nope. I want him to fuck you. And as there is no girl, there's no need for a condom. I want him to fuck your arse and let my cum squelch around his tiny cock."
Blondie opened his mouth to speak, to refuse.
I cut him off. "If he asks why you are so wet back there, just tell him you lubed up waiting for his tiny cock."
"How did you know about the girl?" Blondie was confused.
"I saw every inch of both of you. And I have a little recorded on my phone. You both looked really into fucking each other."
"Where will you be?" He asked.
"I'm actually going to go out so you won't see me. You can both really go for it."
"He is always horny when he wakes up," Blondie confirmed.
"Follow me upstairs, I'll get my gear on, and then you can wake him up."
I looked at Blondie's crotch. His cock was soft and was draped over his low hanging balls. At his feet were his white boxer briefs."
"Pull up your pants, Blondie."
"Aiden." He corrected me as he pulled up his underwear.
Blondie followed me to my room and watched as I dressed in my cycling gear
"Don't you wear underwear with those things?" He questioned me as I stuffed my cock into the black lycra shorts.
"Nope. We never do. Our pants would ride up and chafe us if we did we would get fucking terrible saddle sore."
"Oh. Right."
"So, what do you think?" I stood in front of him in my full cycling gear.
Blondie became more assertive and came over to me. He cupped my lycra bulge and placed his mouth over mine. I opened up or him and felt his tongue invade me.
As our tongues duelled, his moved his hand to my backside and pushed me into him. His cock was getting harder and poking me. My cock grew within the tight confines of my shorts and sprouted upwards, inching closer to my waist.
"Fucking sexy as hell." Blondie broke away to catch his breath. "You can take me anytime you want."
"I would be love to, Blondie. But you have a date with my brother. I want to you tell me that my cum was smeared all over his tiny dick."
"Don't be mean about him. He's not that much smaller than you."
"I speak to you later. No go and get your morning fuck, Blondie."
"Aiden." He corrected me again.
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I only stayed out for a couple of hours, and when I got back, Tom was sitting in the front room watching telly, alone.
"Morning lazy arse." I greeted him.
"Fuck off. It's the weekend. I don't have to be up early."
"Well, I was up at the crack, this morning." I then muttered under my breath. "Literally."
"Mad bastard! You've got more energy than the Duracell bunny."
"Where's your mate?" I asked, wondering if he had left already.
"In the shower."
"Okay. I'll wait for him to finish. I need one after my bike ride. You don't want me all smelly for the rest of the day do you." I raised my arm and thrust my armpit into his face.
"Fuck off!" Tom gagged as he took in a lungful of my pungent scent.
Tom pushed me away and was about to get up and get his own back when I ran upstairs. He flopped back down into his chair.
Upstairs, I heard the shower running. The bathroom door was open, so I went inside.
I poked my head through the shower curtain. "Hiya, Blondie."
"Fuck!" Blondie jumped out of his skin, his heart palpitating as I shocked him.
I pulled off my clothes and joined him in the shower. "So, how did it go. Did he fuck you and more importantly, did you enjoy it?"
"Get out! What if he comes up and sees us." Blondie protested.
"Then I'll tell him to fuck off. I needed a shower so I'm having a shower and his fucking mate can piss off, it ain't his house."
"You can be a twat sometimes."
I turned around and poked my arse out at him. "Yep, a regular boy twat. And if you're lucky I'll let you have a go at it." I pulled my cheeks apart and showed him my pink ring.
"Fuck." He breathed, and I felt his hand on my arse.
He placed his finger and tried to push inside. I wouldn't let him and straightened. Up.
"You need to earn that honour, Blondie."
"Aiden." He said again.
I noticed he was hard, so was I.
"I want you again," I told him, and he dutifully turned around.
I felt his arse and slipped a finger inside him. I couldn't believe he was still soggy back there with spunk.
With Tom downstairs, I needed to make this quick. Again, without any lube, he was lubed enough anyway, I pushed my cock inside him pumped him like I was on a speed trial.
I grabbed his hard cock and wanked him as I pounded his arse. I didn't know if he was close and I didn't care. The joys of being fourteen meant I could almost cum on demand and after a few quick strokes, I spewed my spunk inside him again.
"How does it feel to have three `Large' loads inside you." I giggled.
Blondie ignored me.
I got onto my knees and spread his cheeks. I could see cum seeping from his hole. I licked at it, cleaning it up. I ventured to his gaping hole and stuck my tongue inside. Cum had pooled inside him, and I began sucking it out.
It was salty and delicious.
Tom startled us both as he yelled up the stairs. "Adie! You nearly done. I want to get out of here now that twat's back!"
I knew he was shouting so I would hear him. I didn't respond. But Blondie did.
"Yep, be down in a sec!"
Blondie scurried out of the shower, grabbed his towel and was about to dash into Tom's room when I called to him.
"See you later, Aiden."
"Blondie." He smiled back at me.
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