Hey guys, another attempt at writing a story....Here goes
These are other attempts of mine:
Seventh Grade April Fools (in the "gay/young-friends") Tim and Mike Sanders (in the "gay/highschool")
THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION
This story is dedicated to Chad....All who know him, love him.
DISCLAIMER: Don't read if you don't want to. Don't read if you're not allowed to. This story is mine, I wrote it. I take no responsibility for you infringing any of the terms in this disclaimer, it's your own fault. Now let's just get on with it.
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YOU'RE A GOOD MAN, CHAD COLLINS
Chad Collins wasn't exactly what you'd call your typical "All American" boy. In fact, he was close to the opposite. Instead of football and girls, he was into theater....and boys. Although no one was aware of his homosexuality, many assumed it in response to the "male actor" stereotype. No one ever got on his case about it, though...He had a lot going for him. He was one of the hottest guys in his school, he was by far the most talented actor/singer/dancer to pass thru in years, he had a very down-to-earth personality, and he was always willing to lend a hand. All in all, one couldn't speak much bad of Chad.
It was his senior year. He had been cast as the Charlie Brown in the show, "You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown..." and already had all of his part down cold, with four weeks left until the show opened.
One night at rehearsal, he was sitting in the front row of the auditorium watching some other cast members learn the blocking to a scene. He readily watched them, making mental notes here and there, knowing full well they would ask his advice of it afterwards.
He was right on target. During the last five minutes of practice, two cast members asked him what he thought about it. They were Samantha (Lucy), and Mark (Shermee). Mark, also a senior, was probably the biggest hottie Chad had ever cast his eyes upon. He was about 6' tall, blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and a smile that made Chad go wild. In secret, he had been lusting over Mark since they met in 10th grade, but had always been to chicken to act upon it. "It's Ok," Chad thought. "We are friends now. At least I have that."
"So Chad," began Mark, "did I step with my upstage foot on my exit? It was really hard to tell since I was going at such a weird angle." "Oh yeah, you did fine. You should keep your head up a little more, though. You have a great face, don't hide it." (If only he knew).
"OK, thanks. I'll remember that." He let a moment pass before continuing. "Oh, Chad, do you think you could stay and work on Happiness with me? I keep forgetting the words during the second verse...I can't remember which goes first, 'five different crayons, catching a firefly and setting him free or 'two kinds of ice cream, knowing a secret, climbing a tree.'
"Sure I'll help you, not a problem. Let me just ask Mr. Andrews if we can stay late."
It wasn't a problem; Mr. Andrews without hesitation handed Chad the key, and instructed him to leave it on his desk in the morning.
"Ok, we are clear to go. Here, I'll play the piano, and you sing, OK?" said Chad.
"Sounds fine with me, I'll use the music to try and get those words down."
They went on thru the song, which sounded wonderful when Chad joined in on some harmony parts. On their second reprise of the song, Chad stopped dead in the middle of his piano playing.
"Ok, Mark, you sound great. Keep your head up, though. First of all, you're voice will carry to the back of the auditorium, and secondly, they can see your face."
"Oh, please, like they'd want to see my face."
"Please, Mark, you have a great face. I mean, if it wouldn't make me queer, I'd go all out and tell you that you were hott."
Mark suddenly looked up. "Chad, you think I'm hot?"
"No, I didn't say that......"
"Um, yes, you did..."
Chad stuttered. "Well, yeah, but I didn't mean it like that."
Mark grinned. "It's OK, I don't care. In fact, I kinda' think that you're hott, too."
"You do?"
"Yep. I have for a while, actually."
Chad couldn't resist. "Um, Mark, are you, um..."
He interrupted. "Yes, Chad, I am. I've had a thing for you for quite some time."
"Oh my God. You don't know long I've liked you, Mark. Mark..."
Mark sat on the piano bench next to Chad, and pulled his head in so that their lips met. It was pure connection to both of them. Chad slipped his tongue into Mark's mouth, and wrapped his arms around his back in one passionate swipe, which Mark then imitated as their lusting strengthened. Chad broke out of it.
"This isn't safe here. There are cameras. Let's go to my house."
The way there was total silence. In fact, Mark sat in the back seat. When they pulled into the driveway, Mark followed Chad thru a gate in the 6' fence that lead behind the house, into the backyard where there was a pool and a Jacuzzi. Chad, without warning, took off his shirt, and slid down his mesh shorts and Abercrombie boxers with one quick swipe, unexpectedly revealing his smooth ass to Mark. He went into the Jacuzzi and said, "Aren't you going to join me?"
Mark was all to happy to oblige. He got naked and headed into the Jacuzzi, revealing his 8" cut cock, standing full force waiting for attention. He got in the water and sat across from Chad. He seemed very nervous.
"Mark, come and sit next to me." He said it as more of a question than a command, and Mark listened. He sat next to Chad, and began to rub his hands over his smooth chest. He gradually worked his way down his six pack to his erect dick, standing in it's glory at it's 9" max. Chad shot Mark a grin. "That feels good." With that, he found his hand on Mark's dick, jerking it at a very fast pace, while Mark remained going slow and smooth on Chad. "Oh, Mark..."
He pulled Mark over on top of him, facing him. His huge dick was nestling itself between Mark's asscrack. "No, Chad, not here."
Chad gave a grin. "Alright, then, follow me."
They got out, and went up to Chad's room. After mildly drying off, Chad, got on his bed on his back. Mark wasted no time; he got on the bed, and had as much of Chad's 9" member in his mouth as he could take. He sucked on it like a pro. Chad spun him around and took Mark's 8" into his mouth, and sucked it like a Popsicle. They sucked each other for a little while, when Chad interrupted them. "Mark, I can't do this any longer, I need your ass!"
Mark complied, and got up from his sucking. Chad reached into his bedside table, got some lotion, and lubed his dick up.
"Now sit down," Chad commanded. "I'm gunna fuck you hard."
Mark sat down right on Chad's dick, taking the whole thing in all at once. He sat there while Chad held onto his thighs bringing him up and down while he fucked his absolute hardest. They were both in ecstasy. Without any warning what so ever, Mark felt Chad pounding into him harder as he shot the biggest load of cum they had each ever encountered. It dripped out of the sides as Mark pulled off of Chad's softening dick."
He looked up. "Alright, on your knees, boy, it's your turn..."