Part IX -- hope it was worth the wait. Comments to Kyle - kyleslam@hotmail.com
Part IX - Is this for Real?
I woke up with a pounding headache. At first, I didn't even know where I was, but when I opened my eyes, the sun was killing my head.
I stretched and realized that I was covered with a fluffy blanket. I didn't remember getting a blanket - and I don't think I was in any shape to get up last night to get one.
Man, I needed to piss like a racehorse and my piss hard-on wasn't gonna' let me last too much longer. I managed to roll out of the hammock, clutching the blanket around me.
I walked into the kitchen and jumped when I saw Will. I'd really forgotten he was here.
"G'morning, Mike," he half whispered.
I blinked and started to speak, but my tongue was plastered to my mouth. I coughed and tried again. "Guess I had too much last night."
"Uh - yeah. It looks like it."
He was all cheery and smiling and I wanted to just throw-up all over him. He had a weird look on his face.
"Did you get me this blanket last night?" I asked.
He turned a little red. "Well, it was probably around two o'clock this morning... but, yes, I got the blanket for you."
I sat down at the table and looked at my watch. 9:30.
"Mike, your secretary called. I told her you'd probably be in late."
Late? I wasn't going in to work at all.
He was fixing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in a rush and the thought of it turned my stomach.
"Are you going somewhere, Will?"
"Yeah, I'm meeting some friends for the day. I think we're gonna' go to the beach."
I lifted myself out of the chair and waddled to the cupboard. Plop-plop Fizz-fizz. The Alka Seltzer would help. I started for the bathroom. I still needed to piss.
"I think I'm just gonna' stay home today, Will. But have a good time."
"I'll be back by Midnight." He said that hesitantly, but I didn't look at him. Then, he asked, "Is that ok?"
"Yeah. Just be careful," I said over my shoulder.
"Alright. See ya' tonight."
The door shut and he was gone for the day.
I spent the better part of the morning getting my bearings back. I never drink like that, but... well, I guess I just wanted to do something stupid... and fuck, I was horny.
Around Noon I showered then headed for the office. I really couldn't afford to miss a full day, but I did drag through the afternoon. I got home around 6:30 and went to the kitchen to fix dinner. As I started moving things around I noticed that the videos were missing. 'Maybe Will took them back,' I thought, but I didn't really dwell on it.
I swam a few laps as it got dark, then watched a little TV before heading for bed. I was dead asleep, but I heard Will when he came in. 11:30. I smiled. An 18 year-old who gets in EARLIER than he says.
I woke the next morning to the smell of coffee. Strong. It wafted through the house and into my room. I peed and brushed my teeth, then threw on a pair of boxers and headed out of my room.
Will was sitting at the table like a well-bred gentleman. The newspaper folded in front of him, a cup of coffee in one hand and a spoon for cereal in the other.
"Didja' have a better night last night?" he asked with a smirk.
I looked at his tan face and smiled. "Yes, much better, thanks." He nodded and smiled back at me, and I saw his eyes dart to my crotch then back to my eyes. "And did you have a good time at the beach?"
"We had a great time," he said. He pushed the paper aside and watched me move into the kitchen.
I got a cup from the cupboard and noticed that the videos were back. I thought about saying something, but he interrupted me.
"Mike, I was wondering something -- and if you want to say no... well...." He stopped mid sentence.
I walked out and sat across from him at the table.
"What Will?" I sipped my coffee.
He took a deep breath and started back up. "I was wondering if I could have a few friends over tomorrow night."
I remember Will's friends. The ones I met were nice and the ones I didn't meet... well, they LOOKED nice. hehe I shrugged. "I don't care, Will. It's ok with me... just as long as you clean-up."
"Thanks, Mike." He grabbed the phone and started dialing. "You'll be here, right?"
"I was planning on it. Is that ok?"
He laughed. "Yeah. I want you here. Everyone likes you."
I don't know how many people he called, but halfway through the third phone call, I headed for the shower. I had another long day ahead and I needed to get a jump on it to be home before dark.
I showered and dressed in a hurry and found a note from Will on the table as I left.
"Mike,
I'll be hanging with my friends again. Be back before 10. I'll get things for the party. Thanks again.
Will"
I sighed. Damn - to be young again... without all the day-in/day-out shit.
The day passed quickly and I grabbed some dinner with a few of my foremen. I let them joke and blow off steam about this and that, then started for home around 8.
I was pretty surprised when I pulled in almost 45 minutes later to see that Will was already back.
I walked into the quiet house and guessed that Will had left his car here and ridden with some friends. I got comfortable in a t-shirt and a pair of my Joe Boxers and stretched-out in the hammock, listening to the crickets and bugs. But I heard something inside the house.
I went inside and heard it again. A sound from upstairs.
"Will? Is that you?" I waited for a minute for him to answer and was about to get my gun when he finally did speak.
I heard him crack the door open. "Uh - yeah, Mike. I'll be down in a sec."
I went back to the hammock and heard Will bounding down the stairs a few minutes later.
"Mike, this is Jeff."
I opened my eyes to see a nervous looking teen-ager standing there -- fidgeting with his shirt and pulling on a baseball cap. I put out my hand.
"Hi, Jeff," I said - and he shook my hand. His hand was very hot, but not sweaty.
"I need to take Jeff home, Mike. I'll be back soon."
"Ok - see ya' in a few."
I heard the door close and went to the front windows. As I saw Will driving away I headed up the stairs to the room he was using. Damn-it, if something was going on between those two, I wanted to figure it out.
I went into the front bedroom first and checked to be sure he hadn't turned around in the driveway. He hadn't.
My palms were sweating a little and my heart was racing. It's my house, damnit, but I kinda' felt like a spy.
I opened the door and turned the light on. Everything was pretty neat, but the bed wasn't really made. I hadn't been in the room since before he came to stay on Tuesday, so I didn't know if that was a sign.
I went first to the small pile of dirty clothes in the corner. Why I thought his dirty clothes would reveal a secret, I don't know, but I decided to check 'em out anyway. I searched his pockets and looked at his underwear, but didn't find anything.
I looked under the bed. Nothing. So, I stood there for a minute. 'What could it be?' I went to the TV and turned it on. Local station, so he wasn't watching dirty stuff from the satellite.
I sat down on the corner of the bed to think... and sat on something hard... something under the covers. I reached under and felt a box, so I pulled it out. It was the porn movie. The gay one. Actually, it was the empty box.
The VCR was on and flashing, so I pressed the EJECT button and there it was... halfway through. I pushed it in, turned the TV back on and pressed PLAY and saw that Jeff and Will were probably working-up some pretty stiff erections if they were watching this. I was getting hard, that's for sure.
I stopped the tape, turned the TV off and put the box back under the sheets.
Hmmmm. How could I address this with Will?
I started back down the stairs and just as I got the kitchen, I heard a car door shut. A minute later, Will walked in and ran up the stairs.
"Will, you coming back down?"
"Yeah, in a minute. I just need to do something real quick."
"Ok, I'll be out back."
I heard the bedroom door open and shut... that's when I headed for the patio.
There was a light wind tonight and the rustling of the trees offset the crickets' songs. Miles away, a lightening flash lit-up a cloud turning the sky purple-ish black for an instant... then the low rumblings of thunder caught-up with the light.
I heard Will's feet on the wood floor behind me, but I was surprised when he came over to the hammock. He was dressed in some loose shorts and a tank.
"Can I sit with you?" he asked.
I moved to one end and he sat at the other.
"Mike, I've needed to talk to someone for a long time and tonight is as good a time as any." He stopped and gave me a really intense look. "Do you mind if we have a serious talk?"
"Will, you can talk to me about anything that's on your mind. You know that."
"Ok, but let me get it all out or I may not say everything I'm thinking."
I nodded. "It's all yours."
He scooted higher onto the hammock and put his feet up to face me, then took a deep breath.
"I've always felt a little different. I hung-out with the guys, played the sports, did all the same things, but I just don't like girls. I think I've pretty much realized that I'm gay."
I couldn't believe it. He was actually telling me what I already suspected.
"Mike, I've known you for about two years now. You've been a great friend... really, like a big brother or something, but I've got to tell you, I have liked you ever since I met you."
He looked down, then started again without looking up. "I even watched you in the shower one time. I wanted to jump in with you."
My dick was starting to get hard and I wouldn't be able to hide it with only boxers on. "You watched me jack-off in the shower, Will?"
He smiled and started a nervous laugh as he nodded. He raked his hand through his boyish blonde hair and kinda' looked at me sideways. NOW he wanted to flirt.
"Will, why are you telling me this?"
"Because I've never really been with a guy before... and, well... you got that gay video the other day and I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since."
"You've never had sex with a guy?"
"Mike, I've never had sex at all. I've jacked-off with a couple of guys, but that was in a 'circle jerk' thing after basketball practice a couple of times. They didn't know I was really getting-off on them."
What was I gonna' do? I mean, he's practically begging me to be his first... and why wouldn't I? He's old enough. He's hot. And I know he's got the equipment.
"So, you want me to be your first? Is that what you're saying?"
"I don't know... yeah, kinda'... I like you, Mike. I... I just want to be with a guy. Maybe I could just be close to you or something. We don't have to do anything."
"And what do you think will come of this? What is this going to prove for you?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe nothing. But maybe it will show me that this is really the way for me."
I know I should have been more gung-ho, but... "You're gonna' have to call the shots, Will. I mean, I don't know how far you want to go or what you want to do..."
He interrupted. "Maybe we could watch that video together," he said.
"Yeah - I guess we could do that."
We sat on the couch watching the video and halfway through Will leaned over and kissed my neck. When I turned to kiss him head-on, he grabbed my head and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I lost it. His boyish smell, his fiery tongue and his body were mine to keep tonight... and I wasn't about to let him forget it.
I eased my hand into his shirt and felt the goose bumps rise along his spine. The furry spot in the small of his back told me I'd find more below the belt... and I went for it.
He stopped kissing me and took a deep breath as he felt my hand go down the back of his shorts... and immediately, his hands went to my thighs... moving up into my boxers - heading straight for my cock.
"Will, we can take this slower," I said, but he shook his head.
"Let's just go," he said, real breathy and husky. I knew he was probably hornier than he'd ever been.
The porn was getting hot in the background. Two construction guys were fucking a third guy on a dark construction site. They were moaning and grunting... and it was making me hotter.
I decided I'd take the full initiative and lifted his shirt off and over his body. I pulled Will's tank off over his head and started licking his strong, smooth chest. I kissed and licked moving my way to his throbbing cock... I could feel him poking into my stomach.
He reached over me and pulled my t-shirt off, throwing it behind him.
"Mike, this feels so good. Oh my god."
I smiled. "So, I'm ok to keep going?!" I half asked.
"Yeah... but what can I do for you?"
"Just enjoy this, Will."
I was about to take his boxers off when he stopped me. "Can we go to your room?"
I got up without answering and he followed me.
He moved to the bed and I grabbed him and kissed him. With us almost at the same height it was a perfect fit. He was getting rough -- pushing his mouth and tongue into mine... I thought my lip would be bleeding any minute.
I pulled away from his mouth and pushed his shorts off as I squatted in front of him. He sat back on the bed, so I climbed in after him... turning sideways to get full access of his body.
I took his cock head into my mouth and he arched. His cock was rock hard and a good 7.5 inches, but what he lacked in length he more than made up for in width. I had my mouth wide open with my mouth stretched.
"Relax," I whispered and I felt the tension fade.
Will spread his legs like the good boy he is and I stroked his balls and hair trail leading to his hole. 'Fucking is out of the question,' I thought, 'but I can still show him a good time.'
In the back of my mind, I decided that a rim-job would be part of our next lesson.
I took him deep, sucking hard and stroking him at the base.
"Mike, I'm close... real close."
I pulled back. "It's ok, Will."
I took him again and felt his cock swell, so I took him deep. He arched and thrust forward and his head filled the back of my throat. I stopped breathing and waited for the cum... and when it hit my throat, I didn't even have to swallow.
AAUUGGGHHH -- now he was thrusting and I had to hold him down to keep him on the bed.
I swallowed as much as I could, but I couldn't get it all... not only was he moving too much, but there just seemed to be too much cum.
"Oh my god, Mike." He was panting and sweating.
I smiled at him and now I was concerned with my own boner. I slipped my boxers off and pulled him to me.
"I want to do that to you," he said, and I started laughing.
"You sure about that?" I asked, but he crawled between my legs and started sucking my head.
I just leaned back and let him feel his way. He was getting a little rough -- grunting a little and acting like he was sex-starved. He licked my cock from end to end, worked his way to my sack, then dove for my hole.
I've definitely had a few rim-jobs in my time, but Will acted like he just had to have me... like I tasted like the best candy he'd ever had.
He wasn't straddling me, but we were almost in a 69. I had full access to his ass, so I wet my finger and decided I'd probe him a little. Man, that got him going.
He went down on me then and I felt my cock head in his throat. I didn't push, but he didn't seem to have any problem with it. In fact, he was doing pretty well... and I was ready to fill him up with my hot jizz.
"I'm cumming, Will."
He didn't skip a beat. I had my finger up his ass, stroking his prostate and as I started to cum, he pushed his finger up mine.
BAM - UUNNNGGG - I lost it big time... he sucked and swallowed, but I could feel it rolling down my pelvis into my ass crack... and I guess that was good, because it gave him some lube for my ass.
I finished cumming before he stopped finger fucking me, but I liked it. I liked the feeling of this novice getting his kicks off of me. I loved his finger in my ass, and I let him know it by grinding into his hand and making a lot of noise.
He started sucking my dick again and I wasn't anywhere near limp... not with his finger up my ass.
"Will, I'm close again." He grunted a positive grunt and just kept going... and within a minute, I was cumming again.
My dick was hurting, my ass was throbbing and I was exhausted. He eased his finger out of my ass and headed for the bathroom.
I followed him into the shower and soaped his body.
"Not bad for the first time, 'eh?" I asked him.
"That was awesome, Mike." He was beaming... and suddenly, I felt really good about what had happened.
We stayed in the shower together for a while - stroking and laughing. I let him play a little because this was new to him. He didn't lose his boner once, but when I tried to go down on him again, he said it hurt too much.
We crawled into bed together and he nuzzled-up to my chest. I held his naked body close... feeling his hard cock against my leg... feeling my hard cock pressed against the sheets.
He put his hand on my dick and left it there... and that's how we slept. He fell asleep before I did, but I wasn't far behind... and what had just happened was only the beginning.