The third installment in the fictitious events between me and my friend.
It was Monday, the first day back at school since my night with my dream boy... He had decided to confess his love for me after I went to his house. I just couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d said “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of my girlfriend.” That morning, he picked me up from my house to drive me to school.
“Hop in,” he said, pulling up at the end of the driveway. I was standing in the cold waiting for the bus.
I sat in the seat, and as soon as I’d closed the door, we were off down the road. My next question had been eating at me all weekend. “What do you mean you’ll take care of your girlfriend?”
“You’ll see soon enough,” he said, taking my hand in his. He left me in thought as we sped along the road.
I thought to myself, What will happen if someone finds out? For God’s sake, my parents don’t even know I’m gay. I was beginning to regret having done what I had done with Mack, and apparently, it showed on my face, because I was snapped back into reality when Mack asked, “Is everything alright? What’s wrong?”
“Oh, it’s nothing...” I replied, turning to stare at the passing trees out the window. I let out a sigh and continued, trying to find the right words, “Well... It’s just that, I’m not sure I’m ready to come out of the closet. I mean, what will other people say?”
“Don’t worry,” he pressed. “As long as you’re with me, I’ve got your back.”
“Thanks man, you’re the best.” I reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and he blushed.
We walked into the school holding hands, which of course I thought was completely obvious, so I whispered to him and tried to let go, “What are you doing? People will notice!”
“Hey, what did I say earlier in the car?”
I nodded, still a bit confused, but, eh, what’s the worst that could happen?
“Where are we going, anyway?” I asked him.
“We’re going to go see someone,” he said, keeping an air of secrecy about him.
We turned the corner, and there she was; Mack’s longtime girlfriend. Despite me being hot for guys and all, I had to admit she was one fine lady. But of course everyone knew Mack could’ve had any girl in the school, and he chose a guy -- me. In the back of my mind, I was both dreading and awaiting what was about to happen. Mack and I approached his girlfriend hand in hand, Mack half dragging me. Leah regarded us, and from a good distance away, I could immediately tell she had started tearing up. Oh, crap... I thought, What to say. What do do? She stomped over to us, raised her hand, and backhanded me across the face. Me, of all people! “What did I do!?” I exclaimed in a raised whisper in an effort to not draw attention.
“That’s for stealing my boyfriend, you asshole!” she replied haughtily. She spun, whipping her hair into my face, and stormed off, crying.
“You couldn’t have broken the news to her more gently?” I asked, incredulously.
I was becoming angry with him all of a sudden, “Is this how you treat all your breakups?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
I broke free of his grasp and started after Leah, going to apologize. There she was; I half jogged to catch up with her. As I approached, I reached out and put a hand on her shoulder from behind. She turned, looking puffy-eyed. “Look, I had no idea he was going to do that. I’m sorry.”
“I should’ve known...” she said, sniffling, “It was right in front of my face the whole time. I just didn’t want to believe it at the time.”
Apparently the days of staring at each other hadn’t gone unnoticed by others after all... I sighed in my head. I spread my arms, and invitation for a hug. She reluctantly agreed, embracing me. She knew her run with Mack was over, he had moved on.
“Don’t beat yourself up over this, okay?” I pleaded.
“Easy for you to say,” she chuckled, holding back tears.
At that moment, Mack came running down the hall, either in pursuit of me, or he had come to apologize to Leah. I recognized it as the latter when he said, looking toward Leah, “Hey, I’m sorry, I just couldn’t get a word in before you ran off.”
“Don’t worry about apologizing,” she said, letting her anger show on her face once more, “Stephen said enough for the both of you.”
She turned and walked off, waving at me.
“I still haven’t really forgiven you for what you did back there you know,” I said, turning to face Mack with a stern face.
“I’ll make it up to you tonight if you want. We can go to my place after school.” I was hesitant to agree, given my mood, but decided it couldn’t hurt.
The day couldn’t go by fast enough. It felt as though I were moving in slow motion. I was so unbelievably bored. Right up to that last bell, signaling the end of the school day, I walked into the wind, meeting Mack at his car. It was a pretty uneventful ride home, which mostly consisted of me staring out the window at passing roadside objects.
We pulled into his drive way, extinguishing the car’s engine.We stepped out, and headed for the house, and as per usual, Mack opened the door for me. I, still being in a somewhat sour mood didn’t even recognize he was there. I sat on the cushy couch, while Mack policed the house for people. I knew what he was going for, but I didn’t make a note of it. He entered the room and sat on the couch next to me, staring at the blank television screen. After a few minutes, he turned to me and said, “Come on, I’ll make you feel better.”
He stood, offering his hand. I took it reluctantly, and he hoisted me to my feet. We made our way to where the mattress was still set on the floor in his room. He took me by the arm and tossed me down on it, and with a sneer, he crawled on top of me and immediately started kissing me. I gave into his passion, my anger and sadness melting away instantly; our tongues swirling around in each other’s mouths.
He broke the kiss, only to help me remove my shirt and pants, leaving me in my tight underwear. By this time, I had all but forgotten about what had happened today. I was enjoying myself too much, my mood was too great to be marred by past events. In between kisses, Mack was removing his clothing, still on top of me, our boners were pressed between us.
“What are we gonna do?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” he replied, quizzically.
“What I mean is that I already sucked your dick, so what are we supposed to do now?”
“Oh, I have a couple things in mind,” he said mischievously, “Here, let me help you.” He rolled off of me and when I lifted my ass off the mattress, he removed my briefs, tossing them aside. And with that, he engulfed my entire dick with his mouth, no warning whatsoever. To be honest, I was kind of surprised he could fit my whole boner in. Due to inexperience, he started slowly, not really getting into a rhythm. Bobbing his head up and down, all the way to the base each time, causing me to moan loudly.
He improved his rhythm, making my throw my head back in ecstasy, eyes tight shut. I was so close to cumming in his mouth when suddenly, he pulled back.
“What was that for?” I said in disappointment, looking at him.
“Hey, I’m not finished yet, that was just the appetizer. Now grab that pillow and prop your butt up with it. Trust me, this’ll be good for the both of us,” he said reaching into his bedside table for something. He rummaged around in it for a second, extracting what looked like a tube of toothpaste. I had a feeling that wasn’t what I thought it was.
“You wanna help me?” he asked, unscrewing the cap.
Excited at the prospect of what was about to happen, I eagerly stuck out my hand and received a glob of what looked like some sort of jelly. Mack also put a glob on his fingers, ready to rub it in my hole. I reached, and wrapped my hand around his hard dick, spreading it from the tip to his hairless balls. When I finished, I rolled onto my stomach, giving access to my ass. The second the lube touched my skin, I shivered, partly from the coldness and partly from the pleasure. After he removed his lubed finger, I waited for the telltale sign of his hard cock rubbing my ass, but instead, he said to me, “Flip over, I wanna see your face when we do this.”
I obliged, rolling, sitting on the pillow, then I realized something. “Wait... How’s this going to work?”
“Just roll with it, trust me.”
“Okay...” I said, skeptically.
He scooted closer to me, on his knees, “I hope you’re flexible.”
Closer still, laying on my back, he grabbed my legs and hoisted them up onto his shoulders, showing him my ass. At this point, I realized this was going to work perfectly, and it’d be fun. He leaned in, and I felt the hot tip of his dick at my ass.
“Wait, wait, wait... What about protection?” I asked, pausing.
“Dude, I don’t have any STD’s so unless you’re secretly a women, then we should be fine.”
I chuckled, “Alright, let’s do this.” He counted to three and started to push. Slowly but surely, his dick slid in, stretching my asshole. As he moaned from the intense pleasure, I started tearing up from the occasional sharp pains coming from my loins.
He took notice, and stopped pushing to ask, “Are you okay? Can I keep going?”
“Yeah,” I said, catching my breath, “keep going.” He kept pushing, inch by inch. Almost there, all the way in. Just as I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he stopped, and I looked down. He was all the way inside me, all the way up to his balls. He closed his eyes, and slowly started pulling back out. Halfway out, then all the way back in again. The pain subsided, and God, it felt so good. I already felt as if I were to touch my dick at all, I would explode with pleasure. He picked up speed, moaning. In and out, in and out.
“Faster.. Harder...” I sighed.
He leaned in further, bending me at my waist. Still fucking me, almost at full speed, and kissed me deeply. He pulled back, still increasing his speed. I looked down and his dick was a blur. I could tell he was close to cumming, he was fucking me deeper and faster than I thought possible and I was clutching at his back, adding to the scratches.
“Almost... There...” he panted, breathing heavily.
Then as it happened, I moaned, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeee!” My insides were coated with his hot juices, each twitch of his dick meant more of his cum in my ass. I never wanted this moment to end. One, two, three... all the way to 8. Damn... So much cum...
“Oh, so good,” Mack whispered, removing his dick from my hole, letting the cum drip down my ass.
He let my legs down, and crawled on top of me, and despite his rapidly deflating boner, he ground it into me, still obviously horny, kissing me all over the place. “See, bud? I told you I’d make it up to you.” he said, inches from my face, “Did you enjoy it?”
I responded by moaning in his ear as I continued to near my climax. Mack ground faster, keeping his boner from fading. I shivered, loosing control. My cum erupted between us, slicking our bellies.
“I take that as a yes, then.” Mack looked at me smiling.
I smiled back, and kissed him, “Thanks for that.”
Mack rolled off of me and stood up, his dick standing at attention, “Come on, let’s go clean up in the shower.”
“Good idea,” I smirked and took his hand for him to lead me to the bathroom. It was only 4 o’clock; we were going to have a fun night.