Two Minute Warning

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TWO MINUTE WARNING - CHAPTER 14 by RimPig 2005

But I didn't get a chance to fuck Cole in the morning. Instead we were woken up by a tremendous pounding on the front door. I jumped up from the bed and ran to the door, forgetting even that I was as naked as the day I was born and was, as usual, hard as a rock with a morning woody! I pulled open the door and there stood Andy Ballentine, the federal agent with a huge gun in his hand. I don't know which of us was the most shocked. I did notice that he did a long sweep up and down my naked body before his eyes finally rested on mine. I also noticed that he had a small smile playing around his mouth from his investigation of my nudity.

"What the fuck is the matter with you! You scared the shit out of me!" I practically screamed at him.

"You and Cole gotta get the fuck out of here! NOW!" he said. "Go get the fuck dressed. I'm taking you both to a safe house."

"I'm not going anywhere until you explain to me what the fuck this is all about!" I said.

"Babe, do what Andy says." Cole's voice came from behind me. He'd stopped to at least pull a pair of jeans on.

"Wha...what the fuck?" I looked at Cole.

"It's your fuckin' story." Andy said. "We got word that there's a mob contract out on the two of you. There are technicians right now down in the garage trying to disconnect a bomb from your car."

"Oh, my God!" I said.

Cole put his arms around me, pulling me close to him.

"It will be all right, babe. Just go do what Andy said. Put some clothes on." he said quietly to me.

I looked up into his eyes and he kissed me gently.

"Go on. Get dressed." he said and pushed me toward the bedroom.

As I walked down the hall, wondering whether this was some kind of nightmare, I could hear Andy say to Cole, "Well, I can really see why you married him!"

To which Cole answered, "No, you can't. It's his heart that I'm in love with. You can't see that."

I grabbed some things out of the closet and put them on and then walked back down the hallway where Cole and Andy were talking quietly. They stopped when they saw me.

"Babe, we need to pack a small bag. This may be a while, okay?" Cole said.

"Okay. Are you sure this is necessary?" I asked Andy.

"Yes, BJ, it is. Please believe me, you're lives are in danger. I've got to get you someplace safe." Andy said.

It was at that point that I did something I had never done in my life. I kissed a man with a gun in his hand. I leaned over and kissed Andy gently on the cheek. I could see the shock as well as pleasure in his eyes when I pulled away.

"Thank you." I said quietly and went back to the bedroom where Cole already was.

I grabbed a duffle bag out of the dressing room and went into the bathroom toothbrushes, tooth paste, mouth wash, things like that. Then I grabbed several pairs of jeans and t-shirts for Cole and I. Since we wore the same size, it made it convenient. Cole was also packing jeans and t-shirts for us. He then dashed out of the bedroom and when he returned, he had the stack of cd-roms with the evidence on Schuster and Callum with him. He shoved those into the bags as well. Within ten minutes we were walking down the hall towards Andy who was now speaking with two other agents who were standing in the hall.

"This baby might not just have blown the car up. There's enough fuckin' C-4 here to blow out the foundations of the building!" one of the agents was saying to Andy.

Andy heard us come up and turned around.

"You guys ready?" he asked.

"Yeah." said Cole. "We're ready."

Andy herded us into the elevator and we went down to the garage where I saw the Jaguar with lights all around it and the hood up and agents still checking it over. Andy hustled us into a large, black SUV with windows tinted so dark you couldn't see inside. There were two more vehicles just like it parked behind it. When Andy took the wheel and drove out of the underground garage, the other two SUV's followed behind for about a mile and then one peeled off going west. About a mile later, another peeled off going east. They were evidently decoys so that if someone were following us, they wouldn't know which vehicle Cole and I were in.

As Andy drove through the streets of Manhattan, Cole and I sat in the middle row of seats. Cole had his arms around me holding me and I was clinging to him.

"I'm scared." I said to him quietly.

"I know, babe. I am, too. But Andy will take care of us. I promise." Cole said.

Andy didn't say a word, just concentrated on driving. When I finally looked out the front window, I noticed that we were at Kennedy International. We passed the main entrance and took a perimeter road which brought us to a guarded gate. The guard waved us through when he saw Andy and we drove across tarmac toward a large hanger. Andy pulled the big SUV into the hanger where it was dwarfed by the building and the jet plane inside. It was a Gulfstream IV which I knew had the type of range that could take us to Europe if necessary. Andy pulled the SUV up near the plane and shut off the engine. He grabbed out bags along with a two others, a black duffle bag and a leather briefcase, and pointed us up the gangway of the jet.

Inside, the jet was furnished as your typical corporate jet. Leather seats around a table and two leather couches up against the bulkhead with small coffee tables in front of them. One of the pilots stuck his head out of the cockpit and told Andy to get us strapped in because take-off was only waiting on our arrival. The three of us sat down in the chairs around the table, Cole beside me and Andy across, and fastened our seat belts. Almost immediately we heard the whine of the engines and the jet began moving out of the hanger. Within minutes we were airborne, evidently having been given special clearance.

As the jet rose in the sky, Andy visibly relaxed and loosened the tie on his shirt. He also unbuttoned his shirt's top button and took off his jacket. The holster under his arm and the large 9 mm automatic in it remained in place, however.

"We only got word from an informant this morning about the hit that was put out on you two. We were lucky to find the bomb so quickly. Unfortunately, that makes me very nervous." Andy said.

"Because it was probably put there for you to find." I said.

"You catch on fast." Andy smiled at me.

"I'm a reporter. I've learned a lot of things in my travels. Speaking of travels, where are we going." I asked.

"Montana." Andy said.

"Isn't that a bit far?" I smiled.

"Not really. It's the most secure location that we had available for you. I don't think it will be long. The indictments are already being issued as we speak and the round-up of the suspects is beginning as well. When the arraignments are held, the roll-call is gonna sound like the 'Who's Who In The Mob'." he smiled.

"As well as the partner list for Schuster and Callum." Cole grinned back at his friend.

"Sorry we didn't have time to have you over to dinner." I smiled shyly at Andy.

"Oh, that's all right. You're gonna get sick of looking at me. I've been assigned to stay with the two of you until it's safe for you to go home." Andy said.

"Your office believes in hardship duty, doesn't it." I said.

"No hardship lookin' at the two of you." he grinned.

"None here either." I grinned back.

"So how did the little celebration at Tavern on the Green go last night?" Andy asked.

I looked at him, startled.

"How did you know about that?" I asked.

"You've been followed ever since you gave me the evidence to get these indictments. I called from my car the minute I left your place and you were under surveillance within ten minutes. In fact, one of your waiters last night was one of our men." he grinned.

"Well, for your information, in case your agent didn't ease-drop, the celebration went very well." I said.

"That's what I was told. Your parents love you and Cole very much, I take it." Andy said.

"Yes, they do. They think of Cole as much of a son as they do me. They've known him since he was about 4." I said.

"That's what I learned. I have to tell you, your parents are also in protective custody. They won't be going to the same location as we are but I don't want either of you to worry about them." Andy said.

"I hadn't until just now! Why are they in protective custody?" I asked.

"Because, babe, if the mob can't get to you or me, they might go after your Mom and Dad. Or use them as hostages to get to us." Cole said.

"Oh, my God! They must be terrified!" I said to Cole, who reached over and put his arm around me.

"It will be okay, babe. I'm sure they know that we're safe with Andy." Cole said, looking at the young agent.

"Yes. They do, BJ. And you'll be able to talk to them over a secure line once we get where we're going." Andy said.

I nodded my head. This was all really getting to me. I'd never experienced anything like it and didn't really know what to do other than what Andy told us to do.

"Are either of you hungry? I know you didn't have breakfast this morning." Andy grinned and I remembered that his first sight of me was naked with a morning hardon! I blushed at the memory.

"Hey, BJ, that was the nicest sight I've had in the morning in a long time!" Andy said, winking at me.

I blushed deeper.

"Could we at least have some coffee? I don't know if I can eat right now." I said.

"Sure, BJ. Anything for you Cole?" Andy asked.

"Well, I'll be honest with you. I'm starvin'!" Cole said.

"When aren't you?!" Andy and I said in unison.

Then Andy and I looked at each other and started laughing hysterically. Evidently, Andy knew Cole very well!

"Well, fuck! I can't help it!" Cole said, trying to defend himself.

"It's ok, love. I think Andy and I understand perfectly. You were always like this in the morning." I said and gently kissed Cole on the lips.

"I'll get breakfast. Okay, guys?" Andy said.

"Yes. Thank you, Andy. Are you sure you don't want any help?" I asked.

"Are you better at cooking than Cole is?" Andy asked me, one eyebrow raised.

"Cole can't cook at all! If I hadn't done all the cooking he would have starved - or had to eat in the school cafeteria!" I laughed.

"Well, then, come on. The galley's big enough for two." he said.

When we got back to the galley of the jet, Andy started showing me where everything was. There were already meals on board for the flight.

"Normally there would be an attendant on board but security was so tight and everything happened so fast that it was decided to just send the pilot and co-pilot and let us fend for ourselves. Now what do you think Cole is gonna want for breakfast." Andy asked.

"Food and lots of it." I laughed. "I guess you know that as well as I do." I said.

Andy stopped and turned to me.

"Look, BJ..." he started but I cut him off.

"Andy, I'm not jealous. I know you fell in love with Cole. Me of all people can see why. I can't help it that we never stopped loving each other. But I know he does like you. In fact, he cares a great deal about you." I said.

"And I care a great deal about him." Andy said quietly. "I hated you."

"I can understand why." I smiled.

"And then I met you and I understood why Cole loves you. I can see that you two were made for each other. Trust me, if I'd met you before I met Cole, I would have fallen for you." Andy admitted.

"Thank you." I said.

"It's true. You're very attractive and a hell of a nice guy." Andy insisted.

"No, I don't mean about that, Andy. Thank you for taking care of us. How many markers did you have to call in to get assigned to us?" I asked.

"None, actually. They know that Cole and I are friends. They just figured I'd be the one with the most incentive to keep you two alive."

"Well, at least to keep Cole alive." I grinned.

"I'm not like that, BJ. I know Cole loves you and needs you. I would give my life to make sure that you were there for him." Andy said quietly.

"I believe you really mean that." I said, blown away by this.

"I do." Andy said.

I moved closer to him, not that there was much room in the jet's galley as it is, but now I had him cornered. He looked at me and I could see questions in his eyes. I leaned forward and kissed him gently on the mouth.

"That's from Cole and me." I said softly.

I saw the fire of desire light in his eyes and I held his gaze to let him know it was returned. For a moment I thought we were going to end up on the galley floor but then I saw Andy pull back. He had a job to do and he was going to do it. There would be time later to explore just what that kiss had meant.

We fixed a big pot of coffee and I made Cole scrambled eggs with hash browns, bacon and sausages along with toasted English muffins. I had some cheese Danish for myself and fixed an equal breakfast to Cole's for Andy.

"Hey, how do you know that I can eat that much?" Andy asked, eying me.

"I can tell a big eater when I see one." I laughed and he smiled.

After Cole and Andy had devoured breakfast, Andy showed us a forward cabin where there was a bed. It wasn't very big but Cole and I managed to squeeze into it. It was a good thing that I loved sleeping pressed up against Cole with his arms around me. I guess we'd slept for a couple of hours when Andy woke us.

"We're on final approach." he told us and we went up front and strapped ourselves in again.

I kept looking out the windows at the mountains all around us and when we began to descend, I could not see an airport or any kind of city. When we walked down the gangway, I saw why. What we had landed on was a landing strip in the middle of nowhere. No tower, no buildings, no nothing. There was another black SUV, just like the one in New York waiting at the side of the runway. No one else was around. We piled the luggage into the SUV and Cole and I climbed into the back seat again. Andy got into the driver's seat and pulled away from the runway. I heard the whine of the jet's engines and looked out the back window of the SUV in time to see it lifting off.

Andy opened a panel on the dashboard and there was a screen with a map on it and what was evidently a GPS locator. He headed off with the electronic gadget directing him. We drove for about an hour until we came to this road that seemed to head up into the mountains. We went about five miles up it until we came to a plateau on which was a beautiful, huge, two-story log cabin. We pulled up in front and got out. There was a miliary jeep parked next to the building and as we approached the front porch, a young Marine officer rose from a rocking chair. He walked forward and looked at me and Cole. Then he turned to Andy.

"You must be Ballentine." The young officer spoke.

He was no more than 25 with bright blue eyes and what probably would have been blond hair if it hadn't been practically shaved. His body was evidence of the high physical conditioning of the Marine Corps.

"Yes, I am, Lieutenant...ahh...?" Andy said.

"Cooper. Mark Cooper." the young Marine said.

"And this is..." Andy began to introduce us.

"These gentlemen don't have names." the Marine drawled. "In fact, they aren't even here, if my orders are correct. Seems that very tight security is to be maintained over this operation for whatever reason. I don't want to know. My job, along with my men, is to make sure that nothing happens to them."

"And how many men is that, Lieutenant?" I spoke up. I hadn't seen anybody.

"There are about 100 men scattered around. You don't see them but, trust me, they're there." he said.

I was impressed!

"I hate to ask this Agent Ballentine, but you do have some ID on you?" The Marine asked Andy.

"Of course." Andy said, fishing his leather case out of his pocket and flashing his badge and ID card.

The young Marine officer took it and inspected it for half a minute and then returned it. He then 'snapped to' and saluted Andy. Then he headed down the steps between us and to the jeep.

"If you need anything, just call it in." the Marine said, climbing into the jeep.

He then spun dust as he drove off down the same road we had come up.

Andy walked on up onto the porch and opened the front door of the cabin. He looked back at us.

"Well, welcome to your new home. It ain't a penthouse, but it's a lot safer." Andy grinned.

"I think this is about the most beautiful place I've ever seen." I said to Andy and Cole, looking around at the majestic mountains that rose behind the cabin. "I wouldn't mind owning a place like this!"

"Well, you couldn't have this one." Andy laughed.

"I'm sure the owner wouldn't sell." I said. "I wouldn't if it were mine."

"Well, you see the owner is the Marine Corps." Andy grinned.

"You're kidding?" I said.

"Nope. You're right in the middle of a Marine Corps base. A base that is so secret, some people at the Pentagon don't even know it exists. It's a special training facility and as part of that training, they have this 'safe house' that they protect. Some very special people have stayed here!" Andy informed us.

We walked into the cabin. It was spacious and beautiful. It was furnished rustically, like a hunting cabin. In fact there were several mounted trophies on the walls.

"Some of the Marine Corps Generals like to use this place when it's not being used as a safe house. I believe this is one of the famous 'secure locations' that they stuck Vice-president Cheney in as well." Andy informed us.

"Where are the bedrooms?" I asked.

"Upstairs. The master bedroom is at the end of the balcony." he said pointing up to a balcony that ran the length of the cabin on the second floor.

Cole and I carried the bags up to the master bedroom. It was large and contained a king-sized bed. There was a bathroom with a shower through another door.

"Well, at least the bed is big enough." I said.

"Ok, what have you got in mind? As if I didn't know!" Cole grinned at me.

"Well, Andy's supposed to stay close and watch us. He can do that best while sleeping in the same bed, don't you think?" I asked innocently.

"And you say all I think about is sex!" Cole laughed.

"I didn't say I didn't. I just pointed out an obvious similarity in our natures." I grinned.

"Do you think he'll go for it?" Cole asked.

"You know him better than I do! But if the look on his face from the kiss I gave him in the galley is any indication, I don't think there's gonna be any problem at all to getting Agent Andy Ballentine naked and in our bed." I grinned.

"You little slut! You already put the make on him while you two were making breakfast?! You sure work fast!" Cole laughed.

"I take my opportunities where I find them." I announced.

Cole put his arms around me and kissed me deeply.

"God! I love you! You are the best!" he murmured.

"Yeah, and don't you forget it!" I grinned.

"Now who's gettin' cocky?" Cole asked.

"I told ya! I'm gettin' more like you all the time!" I grinned and left the room.

I headed back downstairs and found Andy in a study setting up what looked like a telephone in his briefcase.

"What's that?" I asked.

"It's a global satellite phone. Kind of like a cell-phone but it works all over the world. It's also securely encripted so that the conversation can't be downloaded and transcribed. I'm setting this up so that you can call your folks and let them know that you and Cole are okay. There's another phone like this in the safe house that they're in." he said.

"Can you tell me where they are?" I asked.

"No. It's better that I don't. I will tell you that they are not in the United States and are someplace warm and beautiful." Andy said.

"Well, good! My Mom is constantly trying to get my Dad to take a vacation! Now he's gonna get one whether he likes it or not." I grinned.

Andy punched a lot of numbers into the phone and then listened for a few moments.

"Ballentine here. Are the Bradley's there?" he asked and then listened for a few more moments.

"Yeah. Their son's standing right here. Put 'em on." Andy said

Andy handed me the phone.

"Hello?" I heard my Dad's voice coming over the phone.

"Hi, Dad! It's BJ." I said.

"BJ! Are you and Cole okay?" Dad asked, I could hear the strain in his voice.

"Yes, Dad, we're fine. Safe and sound. Agent Ballentine is a friend of Cole's. He's taking very good care of us." I told him.

"They explained why this is happening to us." Dad said.

"I'm sorry that you're involved in this Dad. I really am. I had no idea something like this would happen." I apologized.

"It's not your fault, son. You were just doing your job. And evidently a damned fine job it was, too!" Dad said and I could hear the release of stress in his voice.

"Yeah, Dad, I guess I did do a good job." I said, considering the irony of it all.

"We're proud of you son. You evidently got those sons of bitches at Schuster and Callum! I'm grateful to you for helping to clean up my profession." Dad said.

Then I heard Mom's voice. I knew she was arguing Dad to get the phone away from him. I waited a few moments and then Mom's voice came over the line.

"BJ, is that you?" Mom said.

"Yes, Mom. It's me. How are you and Dad doing?" I asked her.

"Just fine, darling. I guess I should thank you. You finally found a way to help me get your father to take a vacation!" Mom giggled.

"Glad I could help, Mom." I smiled.

"Is Cole okay, darling?" she asked.

"He's just fine, Mom." I told her.

"You two take care of each other now." Mom said.

"We always do, don't we Mom?" I asked.

"Yes, I guess you do at that. We'll have another celebration when this is all over!" Mom said.

"This time it's our treat." I told her.

"They're telling me I have to go. Your Dad and I love you and Cole - and don't you forget it, BJ!" Mom said.

"I won't. We both love the both of you." I said.

And then I heard the connection break and a white noise came out of the phone.

"I take it they're all right?" Andy said.

"Yes. My Dad's a bit miffed, but like I told you, Mom is just thrilled because she's finally gotten him to take a vacation." I said.

"They really do love you and Cole, don't they." he said and I could hear the faint sound of jealousy in his voice.

"Yes, they do. Parents usually love their children." I said.

"Not all of them." Andy said bitterly.

"No, not all of them. Some are like Cole's parents who try to control their children and, when they can't, they toss them away." I said quietly.

"I know some of that. Cole's told me. You knew his parents. Are they really as bad as he told me?" Andy asked.

"Worse." I said.

"My parents won't have anything to do with me either. Not since I was 17. They caught me and one of my friends in bed together. My Dad's a Baptist minister. He called me a 'spawn of Satan' and threw me out of the house." Andy said and I could hear the hurt in his voice.

"I'm really sorry, Andy. He's wrong. You're not Satan. You're an angel. And, to me, a hero. I've never had a man say that he's willing to die for me before." I said softly reaching out and gently stroking his cheek.

He stood there quivering and then finally he reached up and put his hand over mine. He moved his face until he could kiss my palm. Now it was my turn to tremble. We looked each other deep in the eyes.

"I can't do this. You belong to Cole." he said, but his husky voice belied his desire.

"Cole and I belong to each other. And we both want you." I said quietly.

His eyes widened at this. I don't think the idea of making it with both of us had even crossed his mind. Perhaps he'd never been part of a three-way? Maybe I would scare him off?

"Do you mean that?" he said slowly.

"I would never had said it if I didn't." I said.

"You and Cole have already discussed this, haven't you?" he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

I smiled with embarrassment.

"Yes, we have." I said.

"Today?" he asked.

"No, not today. We discussed this last night." I said.

"So this isn't just gratitude for me rescuing you." he said.

"Not that we aren't grateful, Andy, but we don't take people to our bed out of gratitude." I smiled.

"Are you thinking of this happening now?" he asked.

"I'm thinking of it happening when you are comfortable with it. You might want to talk to Cole to alleviate any concerns you have about this not being a mutual decision on our part." I told him.

"No, I believe you. It's just that I'd like some time to think about it. I've never done anything like this before." Andy admitted.

"I understand completely. Please, Andy, understand one thing...this is an offer not a demand. And it is an offer made because we both care about you." I said and then walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Cole was laying across the bed with his hands behind his head.

"How are the 'rents?" he asked he asked, grinning.

"Mom and Dad are fine and both asked about how you're doing." I told him as I slid onto the bed next to him, laying on my stomach.

"I guess they're pretty upset at me getting you into this." he said.

"No! They don't see it that way at all. They understand that there can be a certain danger to my job. I've been in war zones before and they've known it. They don't see this as having anything to do with you at all. Actually, my Dad said that he was proud of what I had done and thanked me for helping to 'clean up his profession' as he put it." I told him.

"I'm sorry, I'm still a little gun-shy where they're concerned." Cole smiled.

"Cole, I understand. But they love you. And you know I love you. And Andy loves you as well." I said.

"Been talking to him again?" he asked.

"Yes, I put the offer to him to come to bed with us." I said.

"Oh? And what was his reaction?" he asked.

"He wants to think about it. He's never been in a three-way before." I smiled.

"Hmm! Now that's interesting." Cole grinned.

"He told me about his parents." I said.

"Yes, I know about them. He told me." Cole said.

"How awful people can be." I said.

"Tell me about it." Cole said.

Rather than answering, I slid over until my body was on top of his and kissed him deeply. I leaned back until I was sitting on his hips and looking down at him.

"So what's it to be? You wanna get fucked like I promised?" I asked him

He grinned up at me and I knew the answer to that question.

"Well, we can't do much with all these clothes on." I said getting up off him and off the bed.

Cole got off the bed as well and we were both soon naked, our clothes a puddle at our feet. I took Cole in my arms and kissed him deeply. He pulled away and lay down on the bed, face down, with his butt sticking up in the air and swaying slightly from side to side in invitation. He looked back over his shoulder and grinned at me.

"Come and get it! The real breakfast of champions!" he grinned.

I laughed and dove for the bed, ending up with my face pressed right into his butt. The aroma of his ass was totally intoxicating, just as it had always been for me. I ran my nose up and down his trench several times, breathing in his male scent while moaning deep in my throat.

"Yeah! That's it, babe! Smell me! Get off on my butt! I know how you love it!" Cole said as he looked over his shoulder and watched me sniffing his ass.

I looked up at him and he was grinning at me. I winked back and then stuck out my tongue and began to lave it up and down his sweaty crease. It was his turn to moan now as I licked out his ass trench and began to center in on the moist opening to his body. I dragged my tongue salaciously across his hole and I could feel it clenching and unclenching, begging for what it knew was coming - my tongue up inside it. I sucked his hole into my mouth at the same time pressing forward with my tongue until I felt it slide right up his ass.

"Ah, Fuck! That feels good! Yeah! Fuckin' eat my ass, lover! Fuckin' eat it all up! I love when you fuck me with your tongue!" Cole cried out.

Even though the act of getting fucked is supposed to be a 'passive' one. Cole never seemed in any way passive about it. He was always verbal and physical in getting fucked. He was constantly moving his ass, trying to get the last millimeter of my tongue or cock up his butt. Riding him was almost like riding a bucking bronco at times. He certainly was an exciting body to fuck!

My tongue continued to fuck it's way in and out of Cole's butt. He had loosened to the point that I could get my entire tongue deep inside his butt. I loved the tart taste and masculine odor of him and could easily have eaten his ass for hours. But my tongue was getting tired and I could tell that all this ass eating had give Cole a real 'appetite' for something bigger and longer being shoved up him.

I rose up to my knees and, spitting on my hand, I proceeded to lube my cock and then place it at the opening to his body. I didn't even have time to push forward with my hips when Cole's hips began pushing back and he was empaling himself on my hard cock. God! He was eager! Must be all the excitement! I pushed forward and was buried to my pubes in his hot, tight ass. I lay down on his back and began licking and biting his shoulders. He moaned and clenched his tight butt around my cock at the feeling. I was still buried to the hilt in him and had not begun to fuck him yet. I was enjoying too much the feel of having my cock buried in his hot, wet hole and how it was massaging the entire length of my cock as I rested on him.

"Fuck, your ass feels good!" I moaned.

"I told you that you married me for my hole!" Cole chuckled.

"No, I didn't but it's a nice dividend!" I said.

I then began to fuck him, slowly. I wanted to draw this out. I wanted to make it last. Fuck! I wanted to drive Cole crazy because I knew he wanted it hard and fast! He moaned and started pushing back with his butt, forcing my cock back in him harder and faster. I finally decided I'd drive him - and me - crazy another day and rose up on my hands and started power-fucking his butt. I was a wild man, slamming my hips so hard against Cole's butt that I'm sure that Andy could hear the 'slap-slap-slap' of my hips hitting Cole's butt cheeks all the way downstairs!

Of course, this couldn't last long. I soon reached the point of no return and knew I was gonna paint the inside of his colon with my hot spoonge at any second. Then I felt the clenching and unclenching of Cole's shit-chute and knew he had beat me to it and was firing his load of cum onto the bed below him.

"Fuck! Yeah! Fuck my ass!" Cole cried out as he came.

I was right behind him. I took one more deep lunge into the depths of his ass and let go with all the force that my balls could muster. I shot so many times deep into his butt that I couldn't remember how many but it must have been a lot because I could feel my cum running out of his butthole around my cock.

I slowly pulled my still hard cock out of his gaping butt and slid back down on the bed. I buried my face back in is butt-trench, locked my lips around his gaping pucker and began to suck my load out of his freshly fucked butt. I loved eating my own cum from Cole's ass. And I knew that he loved it as well by the uncontrollable moans that were coming out of him while I ate him.

Finally, I couldn't get any more cum on my tongue from his butt and I pulled myself up and collapsed beside him. He moved over and lay his head on my chest and threw his arm across me. I put my arm around him and we drifted off to sleep.

The End of Chapter 14 of TWO MINUTE WARNING

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