Zach brimstone- pt 10
All the usual T's & C's apply. If you are offended by stories involving boys or same sex relationships, then this is not the story for you.
On the flight back home nothing happened, we boarded the plane and we were both tried from all that had happened in the past week. We got to our seats and passed out. The next thing I knew the steward was shaking my shoulder.
"Excuse me, sir. We have landed and everyone is getting off the plane," he said to me.
"Thanks," I said to him while rubbing my eyes. I looked over and Damien was still asleep. I bent over and kissed him. His eyes opened wide and then he realized where we were. We slowly got up and walked off the plane. Damien looked over at me and then just had a big smile across his face.
"What's with the smile," I asked.
"I am just happy to be with you," he said and took my hand into his. We walked down to the baggage claim and both our parents were waiting for us. We walked up to them and hugged them.
"How was your trip?" the both asked as we waited for our bags to come down the conveyer belt.
"It was great. Dad took us to all the sites but I think the best one was the rooftop of his building," I said to my mom.
"Yeah it was good. I saw a few of my old friends as well. Wish I could stay a little longer but I know school starts up again tomorrow," Damien said with a sigh.
Our bags came down the belt and we grabbed them. We all walked back to the parking garage and when we enter I kissed Damien goodbye and told him, "I will call you later."
"Ok," he said then we both walked off to our cars. On the way home, I was just day dreaming about what will happen in the next couple of weeks. Then my mom snapped me out of my day dream.
"I want more details. Tell me everything that happened," she asked.
Then all the way home I told her all the details minus the psycho ex part. We finally made it home and I got out of the car. I grabbed my bag and bolted for the door. I was little glad to be home and be able to sleep in my bed. I am not saying that sleeping next to my boyfriend was bad but that bed could have been a little more comfortable.
I ran down the hallway and opened my door. I through my suitcase down and plopped down on my bed, after a few seconds, I rolled over and there was some mail sitting on my bed.
I sat up and grabbed the stack. Looking through it, only one piece of mail caught my eye. It was in a small envelope. I put the rest of the mail down and opened the letter. It was folded in the shape of a heart. I unfolded it and started to read it.
It read: Dear dancer, I loved the show you perform a while back. I saw it at the local gay strip club. I would love to meet up with you sometime and you could show me some of those moves. Sincerely yours, Bobby.
I did not know what to think. I dropped the letter and then just sat down on my bed. I started thinking back to that day and went through the crowd to maybe even think of who this might be. Then I remembered one face that stood out of the crowd. He looked younger then the rest. Must have only been eighteen. That was all I could remember.
I thought that day would be the end of my dancing career and I would only do private shows for Damien. Now I got to worry about someone else wanting to see me for a private show.
I was thinking about that for the rest of the day when my cell phone rang. I jumped a little when it rang. I reached for it and answered, "Hello."
"Hey babe," the voice on the other end said.
"Oh hey, babe," I said.
"Everything alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, everything is fine. My cell phone just scared me," I told him.
"Oh ok, well I know you were going to call me but I just got to ask you something. Well I was wondering if we could get some photos taken. You know for school and family so we could hand them out," he said.
"That sounds wonderful," I said not even really thinking what Damien just asked.
"Ok, I will set it up and all you have to do is show up on the date. Well I got to go now and I will see you tomorrow," he said to me.
"Ok babe, see you tomorrow. I love you," I said to him.
"Love you too," he said and then hung up the phone.
I put my cell on my dresser and then went back to thinking about what I should do. I decide that I would just ignore it till it came up. I looked over at the time and it was around eleven. I went to sleep.
My alarm went off the next morning and off to school I went. Damien was waiting for me at the entranceway of the school. I walked up to him and we went inside. "How did you sleep last night?" I asked him.
"Not bad and you?" he asked back.
"I slept ok, wish you were there next to me. One of the best parts about the vacation was that I got to sleep next to you," I said to him and kissed him on the cheek.
He blush a little and then the bell rang for the first class to start. We said goodbye and see you at lunch. I walked off to my first class and then I walked right by the office. I looked over and there was this senior looking straight at me.
I walked a little faster and made it to class. Class flew by and the bell rang to let everyone out. I was making my way to my next class when a hand grabbed me and dragged me into the boy's bathroom.
At first I thought it was Damien, so I played along with it. When the hand let go of me I turned around and it was that same senior from the office. I looked up at him and then started to worry.
"You're Zach right?" he said.
"Yeah and how can I help you?" I asked a little defensibly.
"Did you get my letter?" he asked me.
"So your Bobby, yeah I got your letter," I said to him and paused. I looked him up and down. I realized who he was. He was captain of the baseball team. He was a not to muscular but you could see he was well defined. He stood about 6'0 feet and was about 150 lbs. I also noticed he had a nice size bugled in his jeans. "Well I am sorry to tell you this but I do not give private dances and that was the only time you will see me there."
I started to walk away, when he grabbed my shoulder. He turned me around and had a smile on his face.
"I did not want you to get a dance from you but I want to ask if you could teach me how to dance like that," he said and paused. "See I have a boyfriend down in San Diego but he loves to dance. I am not that great at it but when I saw you up on stage I figured you could help me out. I know you're out but I am not so could we just keep this between us."
"Well I guess I can help you out," I said. "Yet I will have to tell Damien about this so he does not get some strange thoughts in his head."
"No, you can not. I do not want people to find out about me. For you it maybe fine to be out and proud but for me, it's different. I made it all the way through high school and when I go to college I might come out but if I come out now I would lose everything," he said. "Please just help me dance and not tell anyone."
I looked him in the eyes and I was stuck. I want to help him but did not know. "Fine I will help you." I told him. "Since you know me address and probably my phone number just call me later today and we can set something up."
I walked away and he followed me out of the bathroom. I just barely made it to my next class before the tardy bell rang. I made it through to lunch and it started to rain. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out and it was a text message from Damien.
It read: Where we meeting since it raining?
I replied back: Second floor last hallway.
I got a text back: Ok.
As I was walking towards the hallway, I saw Jackie. I waived her down through the crowded hallway. We finally reached each other. We hugged and I dragged her with me to the last hallway.
Finally we made our way to the hallway and Damien was waiting for us. He saved a few steps for us and we all sat down.
"How was your break?" I asked Jackie.
"It was good. Just hung with some friends and then did some family things," she told us.
"How was your trip to New York?" she asked us as we ate lunch.
"It was great. Next time we should all go," I told her.
After Damien swallowed his food he told her all about it. We keep talking and joking about different things and then the bell rang. I kissed Damien and we were off to our next class.
About half way through class, my pocket buzzed. I took it out and I got a text from an unknown number. It read: This is my number, Bobby. Do you think we can meet up after school to start?
I replied: Must let someone know that I will not be able to do something. I will text you next period.
Ok was all it said to my last text, I went back to focusing in class. The bell rang and I walked over to my class. Damien was waiting for me outside the class. I got up to him and he gave me a big kiss. I looked up at him and smiled.
"Hey babe, we got no plans for today right?" I asked as we sat down.
"Nope but I would not mind you coming over and have a little us time," he said and nudged me with his elbow.
"Well I do have something to do but how about after that I come over and rock your world," I said to him.
"Ok," he said all sad and down.
"Trust me I rather be with you but I need to do this other thing," I said to him and looked down at my desk.
"What is that your doing?" he asked.
"Just something," I said and I was saved by the teacher so I would not have to answer any more questions. I was not feeling to well because I was not able to tell me boyfriend everything. It was not that I was lying to him; I just could not share this with him. I hated this.
The bell finally rang and I got a text asking if we were on. I replied that it is. He told me to meet him in the locker room. I kissed Damien goodbye and I started walking over to the locker room. I enter the room and it was like a ghost town. Nobody was in there.
I walked down the aisles and then I looked down one of them. There Bobby was, completely naked. He had a nice round bubble and then he turned around and flashed me his front side. He must have been about 5 inches soft. I started walking towards him and I was entranced by his cock. I just wanted to suck him off right there.
He noticed me and then realized that he was completely naked. He quickly covered himself up with the towel he was using to dry himself off with. Once he put the towel around his waist, my trance was broken and I looked up at him. His face was a little red.
"I see you got my text," he said and grabbed a pair of boxers from his locker. He quickly pulled them up under the towel. He removed the towel and he was already getting hard. I looked down and thought to myself; this is not going to be easy.
"Yeah I got your text, so where are we starting this lesson," I asked him.
"Right here, it is the best place. There are no sports teams at this time and we got plenty of space. I got the music here on my IPod," he said and holds up his IPod.
"Ok, well get dress and we well start," I said to him as I just turned around so I would not get any ideas. He tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around. He was dress in the same clothes as he was when he grabbed me, jeans and a shirt.
We walked over to the center row of the lockers and it was lined up with two sets of benches on both sides and behind them were the lockers. It made a nice little walkway and some space to dance.
He placed the IPod down on the bench and hit play. The music blast out of the small speakers and it filled up the locker room. I stood in the center of the walkway and start to do one of the routine dance moves. He stood there and watched me.
I looked over at him and then asked, "Is this what you wanted to learn?"
"Yeah but I want to strip to it as well," he said to me.
"Ok, today we dance and next time we strip and dance. Come over here," I said. He walked over and started to dance. He was not bad but he did not have any rhythm. "Ok so it looks like you got moves but you not able to follow the beat."
"Move to the beat or just move around the beat. The choice is up to you and when you get real good you can move through the beat," then I started dance to the beat. He followed and I knew he would do well.
I stopped dancing and he just kept going. I moved behind him and used my hands to shape him up. My hands found his hips and I guided him around the moves that he wanted. My hands would sometimes bump into his hard on that he had.
I just ignored it and moved on. I backed away and he just kept on dancing. The music stopped for a moment and he sat down. I looked down at him and he was sporting a nice size bugle. "Well how did I do?" he asked while wiping the sweat of his brow.
"You did well. You learn how to move to the beat," I said. Then I noticed his eyes were not at my face but somewhere else. They were looking at my bugle. I looked down and then back at him. "Well I think we are done for today. Just let me know when you're free so we can continue with the next lesson."
He just looked down at the ground and said, "Ok, well I want to get ready soon so how about tomorrow?"
I thought for a second and realized that the faster I get this done the faster I do not have to hide it from Damien. "Tomorrow well be just fine," I said to him. "See you then." I grabbed my stuff and went out the locker room door.
I missed the last bus and did not feel like waiting for the next one. I started walking towards Damien's house. I still did not feel right with Bobby and me but I must keep it a secret because I gave my word. I pulled out my phone and dialed Damien's number.
"Hello," he answered.
"Hey babe, so I am now done with my errand and heading over," I said with some excitement in voice.
"Really," he said.
"Yep and I am so horny. I can not wait to get you on your back and just fuck the shit out of you," I told him. My hard-on still had not gone down since I saw Bobby naked. Luckily, I was wearing baggy jeans so he did not notice it till we were dancing.
"Babe, your getting me all horny and just to let you know I am just in my underwear. Just walk through the door and up to my bedroom. I will be waiting lover boy," he said and hung up the phone.
Damn, I thought to myself. I then just started to jog over to his place. We both knew what was going to happen. I picked up my pace and I was at his house within fifteen minutes. I stopped in front of his house to catch my breath. I got my breath back and walked up to his front door.
It was unlocked and I made my way into the house. The house was all dark and I went up the staircase. As I went up the stairs, I noticed a little glow coming from underneath his doorway. I slowly pushed the door up and there were candles lit all across his room.
His curtains were closed and then I looked over at his bed. He was lying there with nothing but his boxerbriefs on. They were all tented up. I took that as my mark to start undressing. I slowly pulled my sweatshirt and shirt over my head and dropped them to the floor. While walking over to his bed, I took off my shoes and unbutton my pants.
My pants hit the floor and I stepped out of them. My cock found its way out of the fly in my boxers and was sticking straight out. Damien saw that and did not wait for me to get on the bed with him. He reached over and started to stroke it. I moan out of finally some one helping me out with my aching member.
I got to the bed and crawl over on top of him. I sat down on his cover cock and grinded my ass into his crotch. He moaned and was still stroking me slowly. I knew he was just waiting for me to take the lead this time. So I raised my ass off his crotch and put my fingers in the waistband of his underwear.
He lifted his ass off the bed and I pulled them down off his body. His dick slapped my ass and rubbed my crack. We both moaned a little when that happened. I bent in and kissed him on the lips. I de-straddle him and was now next to him. We kissed a little longer and then I reached over and took a condom out from his drawer. I put it on and broke the kiss.
I move below him and he put his legs upon my shoulders. I lined my cock up with his hole. I then slowly inched forward and went inside him. Slowly pushing into him, he finally had all of my cock inside him. I wait a few moments for him to get use to me inside him. I bent forward and bent him a little more. He formed a ball with his body and the look on his face was when I knew he was ready. I started out slow and then quickened the pace. His face was inches from mine and he finally opened his eyes. We shared that moment where you just stare at your partner's eyes and do not lose the connection that you are one complete person.
Then he arched his back which threw me rocking back onto my feet. My dick popped out of his ass and then I got an idea. I got up off the bed and then I put my hand out for him to grab. He took my hand and led him to the wall. I wanted to try this out since I saw it on one of the porn videos I rented. I had him stand there and wanted to try the standing sixty nine. Since I was a little stronger then him, I just flipped him and was holding onto him.
Then I got his dick and start to suck him like there was no tomorrow. He got the idea, removed the condom and went to work. We were like that for about twenty minutes when my mouth slipped off his cock and then he just came. It hit my face and my mouth. Then the rest just dripped down my chest.
That sent me over the edge and I came in his mouth. He was not able to swallow the whole thing so he had some come back out of his mouth. I put him down and we both sat down on the floor. He leaned in and started to clean me up. He licked off cum that was my chest and then kissed me to get rid of cum on my face. I wrapped my arms around him and we just cuddle there in the glow of the candles.
He fell asleep in my arms and I then looked over at the time. It was just about nine-thirty. I decided to just pick him up and put him on the bed. I got dressed and then covered him up with his blanket.
I kissed him goodnight and then left. I shut his door and left his house. Walking the three blocks back to my house, I was just so happy that I had a boyfriend that was so awesome. Finally making to my house, I went directly to my room and crashed out on my bed.
I woke up around two in the morning and my cell phone was lit up. I looked over at it and it read: Thanks for the awesome night. Sorry I fell asleep on you. Will make it up to you later today, love you. Sweet dreams.
I replied: Love you too, sweet dreams and do not worry about making it up to me. After I sent it I fell back to sleep. My alarm went off and I got ready for school. I caught the bus this time and Damien was on the bus. I head to the back were he was sitting.
"Hey sexy," I said to him as I sat down.
"Hey, so tonight I want you to come over and then we can pick a date for the photos," he said to me.
"Well I got something to do right after school but after that I am free," I said to him.
"Well that is fine. I will just go with you to your thing and then we can walk home," he told me.
"I would love for you to do that but I prefer that you do not. This is just something that you can not be apart of," I said to him.
"Oh, ok," he said to me and just looked down at the floor of the bus.
"Babe," I said and the paused. I knew I hurt him but there was nothing I could do. "I love you and sorry that I hurt you."
He did not say a word to me. He looked up over at me and I was looking down this time. He grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look at him. I had that sorry sad dog look on my face. He just leaned in a kissed. We made out for the entire bus ride. I felt his hands roam my body then I knew what he wanted.
I felt his hands go under my jeans and boxers. He grabbed hold of my semi hard cock. I broke the kiss and looked down. "Can we save it for later?" I whispered to him.
"Sure but let me just jerk it a few times," he said to me.
"Ok, sexy," I said to him and then nibbled on his ear. I knew that was one of his turn on spots and my hands found their way under his jeans and boxerbriefs. I gave him a couple of tugs on his cock and then let go. He did the same and we finally arrived at school.
We stood up and fixed ourselves. He grabbed my hand and we walked off to our lockers. The day flew by and the next thing I knew I was on my way to the locker room for my finally lesson. Bobby knew that he was a good dancer, he just need an excuse to learn the stripping part and show off a little.
Bobby thought I was cute but did not want to make anything of it. He did have a boyfriend in San Diego and want to please him but he also wanted to see me naked. Ever since the strip club Bobby was planning this.
I finally got to the locker and the music was already playing. I went into the center and I found Bobby dancing to the beat. I just leaned up against the locker and then he finally turned around.
"Good job," I said to him. He just took a bow and then walked over to me. "So today we will add in the stripping and then we can go our separate ways."
"Ok," he said. "What do we start with?"
"Well, the shirt is the hardest so I think we should start there," I said.
He turned the music back on and I started to dance to the beat. "You want to follow the beat and when you get the beat just right, follow your hands down to the ends of your shirt. Grab hold and slowly pull up. Have your hips start working more. Try nothing fancy just get the shirt off. Now your turn," I said. I got my shirt off and he was staring. I just let it go.
He got up and tried it but he fell over. He got up and this time I went behind him and had his hands follow mine. This time he got it right. He put his shirt back on and tried it again.
Meanwhile, Damien still wanted to wait for me and go home with me after I was done with what ever I was doing. He then started walking around the school looking for me. He asked a few people if they saw me and nobody saw where I went.
Back in the locker room, I was now taught him to take off his shoes and pants. I showed him the easiest way to do it. The shoes are easy do all you do is give yourself a flat tire and then walk out of them. Bobby got that right.
Next is a little showy with the pants. I started to speak, "With the pants you can have some fun with them. You can unbutton them and just show off the top of your underwear." Then I undid my button and showed him that technique. I flashed him my boxers that I had on. "The next part is up to you. You can unzip and let them fall to the ground and step out or you can tease a little more. You can do a dance with your pants." I showed them the move and then I just let them hit the floor at the end of the teaser.
I was not hard at all because I was thinking of a whole other topic then what we were doing. Bobby knew this was his chance to get me out of my clothes completely. So Bobby knew what he was doing but he faked it so he would get hands on. I went behind him and showed him step by step what to do. Then he dropped his pants.
Then we both were standing there with nothing but our boxers on. I moved from his back to the front to end the lesson. When I looked down at him, he was tented up and hard as a rock. His underwear was a pair of gray briefs and they seemed to be two sizes to small. They did not hide his package to well.
"Well that is the end of the lesson, you will perform great for your boyfriend," I said to him as I was collecting my clothes.
Meanwhile Damien just past the locker room and heard the music coming from inside. He decided to go take a look.
Just as I was bending over, he grabbed my boxers and pulled them down. I stood up and turned towards him. He was staring at my now semi hard cock. "That was not cool. Now I really have to go," I said to him.
He pulled down his underwear and then just grabbed me and kissed me. I pushed him away and knocked him down to the ground. I pulled up my boxers and grabbed the rest of my clothes. Then I heard the door to the locker room shut. I did not care who it was, I just walked out of the locker room in my boxers.
Damien walked into the locker room and was just walking down the entranceway. He got to the center of the locker room and saw us. He saw that both of us were naked and we were kissing. He did not wait to see the aftermath. He just went running out the door. Tears streaming down his face, he went to the parking lot and just fall down to the ground.
I finally got dressed and made my way to the parking. Still a little mad at what Bobby did and then I notice that Damien was on his knees crying. I went running over to him.
"Babe, what's wrong?" I asked him.
He did not say anything. He just looked at me and got up. Then he swung at me, it landed right on my jaw. It sent me sprawling down to the ground. He then just started kicking me; he was in a blind rage. I just blocked his kicks the best that I could. He finished and then started running off.
I lay down on the ground and holding my stomach. I want to get up and run after Damien. I finally got up and was trying to go after him then I fell down on the pavement. I heard a voice from behind me, "Let me help you."
I looked back and it was Bobby. "You get away from me," I said and got up again and was now trying to get away from him. I feel down to the ground again and this time I just stay put. I did not know if I was mad at Bobby or sad about that I might lose Damien.
Bobby left me lying on the pavement. I just curled up into a ball and was waiting for the pain to subdue. About an hour later, I felt good enough to get home. I decided that I needed to talk to Damien. On the way over I pieced together what had happen. Pretty much I got that Bobby wanted me, even though he has a boyfriend, and Damien was looking for me. Damien came in and just saw us kissing naked and he took off before he seeing me push Bobby away and went out the door.
I got to his house slowly and I was leaning on the fence. His dad noticed me outside and that I was injured. His dad came out and walked up to me.
"You better make it quick. He told me what he saw but I think you were up to something else. Go and talk to him," he said to me.
I got off his fence and walked up the walkway. I entered his house and went up the stairs. I heard his father enter the house and was waiting down at the bottom of the stairs. I knock on his door. There was no answer.
I knew he would not kill himself but I just wanted him to know the truth about what was going. I sat down with my back on the door.
"Damien it is me, Zach. You have every right to hate me and I will accept that but I just want to tell you the truth if nothing else. Well I am going to start. See when we got back from New York I got a card from that kid Bobby. He asked me to teach him how to dance and do a striptease while dancing. I agreed but he also to me something that I was not going to tell anyone. That is the reason why I did not tell you what I was up to. I am sorry that I did not tell you at least the detail about me teaching someone. Yesterday I checked out his dance moves and today I was teaching him how to strip with those moves. I finished with my boxers on and when I was collecting my clothes he pulled them down and his as well. Then he grabbed me and kissed me. I pushed him away and ran out of there. Then I saw you and you know the rest. Well now that you know the truth, I will go," I said. "One more thing I never meant to hurt you and I will always love you no matter what happens."
I got up off the ground and walked down his steps. His dad had a tear and smile on his face. I looked at him smiled back and then walked out the front door. I walked home and at least I know now that his dad believes in me, I just hope he does. I got home and my mom was at work.
I head into the shower and washed the dried blood off me. The bruises were not to bad but I still was in pain. I finished cleaning up and then just threw some boxers on and fell asleep.
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