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Trevor Sets a Trap Part 2
By JIMMY
I drove over to Trevor's slow, my hands were shaking. I was nervous and scared. I wanted him to bad not to do this again, but deep inside I knew. I knew that he was just using my feelings to get off.
Deep down inside, I knew Trev didn't feel like I did. I kind of knew he probably didn't even like me anymore, now that he had use of me. But, I kind of had to try. I told myself if I really made sex good for him, just maybe, just maybe he would forget about the bitches he was always after. Maybe he would want me.
I sighed, somehow knowing I was lying to myself as I pulled into his driveway. His Mom was back home, she greeted me as she opened the door for me.
I found Trev in his room. He was fucking naked, and his thick body looked so fucking hot! His thick dick reminded me of what I had decided. I was gonna give Trev the best head of his life!
I was determined to make him want me as bad as I wanted him. Just looking at him made me so hard, so horny. I needed him, needed him bad.
He didn't have to order me, I knelt right between his legs, and somehow, got my mouth opened wide enough to suck both of his nuts inside. I heard his pleasure as I tongued bathed his balls. I just concentrated on his taste, and the sighs he was making.
I had to give him everything I could think of! I rolled his nuts in my mouth, softly licking and nursing at his vital cum organs. I moved from his nuts, and used the tip of my tongue to clean the lube from his piss slit, slowly working my tongue around the head of his thick shaft.
I teased his dick for a few minutes, making him get a bit too loud considering his parents were home. Then in one huge motion, I deep throated his cock! I didn't gag or nothing!
I pumped my head up and down, strong, fast, the way I knew Trevor liked it. I used my tongue, my throat, anything and everything to make this Trev's best blow job in his life.
And he whispered words to me that just made me try all that harder, Trev's sexy whispers, "God! Fuck! Shit! So good, so fucking good!"
I just tried that much harder. And when his dick started the throbbing, I prepared myself to not waste a drop, I made my throat pulse, and sucked his juice in, savoring every drop!
I beamed as Trev shook his head, and said, "That's... shit man, never... The best! The fucking best!"
I hoped he would touch me, hoped for a hot kiss or something. Trevor just kept grinning at me, and then asked me to get a wash cloth and clean off his dick.
I couldn't stop myself from doing it. Half my brain wanted to fight him, the other half loved him.
"Sure, man," I responded. I wet a wash cloth and carefully cleaned the cock I had just sucked dry. It was a part of pleasing this man I loved.
As I washed his cock, I was trying to be careful. I figured he was sensitive after just shooting, but not Trev, not my Trev. He grinned at me as his dick hardened again.
I grinned back, and even though my jaws ached, I proceeded to please him. This time, I had to work twice as long, and even harder. I ignored all the aching in my lips and jaws. I ignored my sore tongue, and sore throat. I spent over half and hour, and again savored his seed.
My own dick, my own nuts, were swollen, leaking... He thanked me again, patted me on the shoulder.
I looked at him, pointed to the mess my leaking had done to my clothes. His face turned angry, "Fuck man, I don't need to know all that shit! Go clean your self up!"
I walked into his bathroom, fighting to keep from crying. I guess he heard the few sobs I couldn't keep from escaping.
He walked into the bathroom, not looking at me. "Here, dude." he said as he handed me some fresh clothes. "I don't mind you sucking me of, fuck... you're the best. But I don't need to know the fag part of your life. Okay, dude?"
I managed to nod, hurt, yet thinking he had to care.
I heard him turn to walk away, then he stopped. I hoped and prayed he was gonna tell me how much he liked me. Trev asked, "Dude?"
"Yeah, Trev?" I answered, my heart about to explode with joy.
"Are you like fucking in love with me, or you just dick crazy?" he asked.
I couldn't stop it, I started crying like some wimp ass mother fucker! All I wanted was for him to love me back! Was that so much to ask?
I felt his strong arm around my shoulder, "James, fucking quiet down! You'll have my folks in here! Dude, it's cool! You give the best head ever! I still like you and shit! Who wouldn't like that! Come on, stop the fucking bawling! I just don't want to know that shit, that fag shit..."
I felt his arm, his body heat. I was sad, but I kept thinking soon me and Trev will be together. He's just fighting it.
I said, "Okay, Trev, no problem." He patted my back, and shook his head at me.
I cleaned myself up, and dressed in his clothes, Trev's clothes. I felt good once again, there was hope!
Even as I wore Trevor's clothes, I felt good, they were clean, but just knowing they were his... My dick stayed half hard the rest of the day.
Trev called me right after it got dark. "Wanna shotgun?" he asked.
"Sure, my car?" I answered.
"No, way! Got my Dad's Explorer!" he answered.
I was silent for just a second, thinking, dreaming that me and Trev would be in the back of that Explorer... 69'ing... Our mouth's around each other...
"You there?" he asked.
"Yeah, just my phone's cutting in and out," I lied.
"Cool, I'll be over in about 20, man." he answered. "Oh, and put some chap stick on those hot lips of yours."
I heard the phone hang up, I wanted to get mad about the chap stick thing, but my hard dick wouldn't let me.