The Four-wheeler Incident
Chapter 12
Art I. Fex
Once we got to Shel's house, all the lights were out except for the front porch light. We parked away from the house at the equipment shed so we wouldn't wake up his folks. Shel seemed excited that he wasn't gonna sleep alone, seeing as none of us had since our moving arrangement. We crept in the door, locked it and tip-toed to his room. His room was the only upstairs room in this house, and although it didn't look exactly like HIS bedroom anymore, it still had a twin sized day bed with a trundle bed underneath it. He had a bathroom that joined into his bedroom, and that was it for the second floor pretty much. We shut his door, and he immediately shucked off his clothes, so I did the same. We plopped down on the bed, which was like a twin mattress with a wooden back and arms like a couch, and we burried up in the throw pillows. It was getting to be early in the morning, but we talked about random nothings for a few minutes. I could tell that Shel was wired, and I felt like I probably wouldn't sleep much either, guessing my nap from earlier had helped. I scooted closer to Shel, and he threw an arm around me and pulled my head under his chin, kissing my head. "Thanks for sleeping over with me tonight, it would've sucked to be all by myself, I ain't used to it anymore," he said quietly with a hint of a smile in his voice. "I wouldn't have it any other way," I answered rubbing the side of my face against his chest, inhaling his scent and feeling his warmth as I listened to his heart beat. "You think you can sleep after earlier?", Shel said tilting his head to look at my face, running his hand down my bare back. I chuckled, "Doubt it, you either?", to which he just shook his head and squeezed my hip. "I enjoyed doin stuff with ya at Randy's earlier, and just a while ago too.", I said, sliding my hand under the pillow in his lap, and found his cock, hard as a rock, just as I'd expected. He just lifted my head up and kissed me. I hadn't really had much time just me and Shel before, but was really getting to like the idea. I straddled his lap and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, our kiss only growing in intensity. I felt his cock and balls against my own, and how they pulsed in unison, anxious for more attention. His hands traveled down my back to my hips and he rolled us over til he was on top of me, kissing me deeper now, more forcefully. I gripped at his head and shoulders until he took my wrists and held them, moving his tongue, lips and teeth down to my tender neck and shoulders, then my chest, and his hot breath just seemed to warm me to the core. My legs wrapped around his buttocks, and his still sticky cock slid down below my balls and he began pressing himself harder against me. I was breathing harder, feeling every sensation that presented itself as Shel moved lower until his face was over my dick, his breath making it jump up as if trying to reach him. He smiled at it, then at me as he used just the tip of his tongue to trace its way all the way up until it touched the slit, then he lifted it and started sucking all the way down on it. If he'd just ben suckin my head, it probably woulda exploded right then! We were trying to be quiet, and it was hard. I started to get too close, and I pulled his mouth away, just as I felt a spurt of cum reach the tip, a watery gray fluid running down the front of my bobbing member. Breathing heavily, I gasped, "Whoa, that was close." I think Shel was a little proud of himself judging from his grin. I then pushed him over on his back, him reclined on the pillows, and began to kneed his chest and upper arms while I tasted his skin, a mixture of a little sweat from earlier and a combination of other things that reeked of him...in a good way though. Shel was enjoying this, and turned over so I could do his back. It was a little hard to get to him, so that is when I got an idea. I pulled the trundle bed out and lifted it up, so it is basically an elevated mattress on wheels. I moved it across the carpet and straightened the sheets, then patted it for him to lay down. He was all smiles as he tossed a pillow on there and crawled onto the makeshift massage table, burying his face in the pillow. I turned out the lights so that if his mom or dad did walk by downstairs, they wouldn't see the light on and wonder why we were still up. I looked under the sink and found some lotion, then returned, just letting the bathroom light be the light. I rubbed the lotion in my hands to warm it up, then started at his lower back, firmly mashing my hands into his muscles as they traveled up on either side of his spine to his shoulders. I continued kneading his back and stretching his neck, getting lots of muffled, unintelligible compliments, one of the best being when he reached underneath his belly to rearrange his cock. I slid down further to his legs, doing his thighs and calves and feet. I tried sucking his toes and I heard him giggling as his leg stiffened. I finally took my greasy hands and rubbed my fingers into his hole, making his whole body react. My finger slid into his already stretched ass with ease, and I instantly rubbed two fingers on his prostate while I kissed up his spine. His body wriggled with delight as I began to fuck him with my fingers, nibbling at his sides and then ear while my other hand scratched through his hair and neck. After several minutes, he rolled over and I did the same to his chest, but making a steady bee line for his cock. I kissed him deeply, his eyes closed softly as I cradled his head. I then slid my fingers back inside of him, his warm insides applying pressure to all sides of my finger, my cock throbbed at the thought of taking their place. I slowly sucked on Shel's balls, licking under them, down to where my fingers entered him, making his abs tense up while he tried to force his legs a little farther apart for better access. Shel moaned quietly, "Ahhh, that's so good," I then took his cock tenderly in my mouth, feeling it jolt at the touch of my tongue, and tasting the different flavors mix with his pre. I sucked him as I finger fucked him for a while, until I could tell he started getting close. Shel leant up and kissed me really hard as I held him tight, loving our skin touching. He broke our kiss when he leaned back again, raising his legs up. I didn't have to be told what he wanted, and my cock would have reminded me if I'd been too dense. I pulled myself up his body using my greasy hand to lube myself up, and with no resistance, entered Shel. His eyes opened as I pushed all the way in to the base, then began to move in and out, fucking him with about half of my cock. Every once and a while, I'd push all the way in to the base again, and hold it, feeling his hot warmth squeezing me hard, bringing me close again. I kept thrusting in, holding onto his calves, kissing them, feeling the stiff hairs of his legs compare to the soft, smooth silkiness of his cum slicked hole. I started getting really close, and struggled, but managed to make myself leave his warmth. Shel then decided to give me a rub. I laid down, gingerly, because my cock was almost ready to explode! His hot rough hands didn't help anything either, especially when they slid down my lower back, then lower, then one by one his fingers started snaking their way inside of me. I was in a haze, his fingers going all the way up to where they met his hand, my legs involuntarily spreading apart, my butt lifting off the table. I jolted when I felt his hand reach under me and grip my dick at the root, and pull slowly down while he pressed all around in side of me. I felt my orgasm was gonna happen inside and outside me as I shuddered, and he seemed to enjoy the effect he was having on me. "What do you want now?", he said playfully in a quiet voice. I just groaned as I took hold of his cock without opening my eyes, him standing next to me. Shel giggled as he kissed my neck, then I bent my lips to his as I rolled onto my back. Shel's thick cock aimed straight our almost as he walked around to the foot of the bed/table. He took hold of my ankles, and pressed them as far up as he could, then put them on his shoulder, grinning hornily the whole time he mounted me, his cock head already positioned at my entrance. He began to press into me, sinking deeper with every small movement until not being able to possibly get any deeper into me, and my buttocks seemed to support all of his weight as I pushed up. He leaned down and we hugged each other close as possible, and rhythmically pressed against each other. The table rocked slightly as our rhythm increased tempo, and our quiet sounds of pleasure became more intense every minute. This felt fantastic! I wanted to stay glued this way as long as possible. We would both get close to cumming, and stop movement for a few minutes, just suspended animation, his thick tool buried to the pubes, our arms wrapped around one another. After this went on for a very long while, we both got too close to stop finally, Shel thrust harder and faster, the sound of skin meeting skin was like music as our sweaty chests and stomachs slid against each other. My hands seemed to travel up and down his shoulders and back, finding places to rest along the way as his muscles flexed and writhed heatedly under his skin, whereas his on my shoulders seemed to simply grip tighter and tighter, keeping me from scooting up the bed as he fucked me harder and faster. Then suddenly, his groans got louder and more desperate, and his thrusting much longer, but staying inside longer too, his face pushing from under my chin stretching my head back as he licked and teethed my throat where it met my head, then sliding down it to where it met my chest, his hot breath and the other sensations driving me crazy. I knew I was losing it, I practically had cum dripping out of my cock the whole time, not just pre juice, and I gasped as my grip on him tightened as well and I started to pump my cum out all over his sweaty stomach, the friction coaxing more cum to pour out. He was firing his cum inside of me as I came, probably my clamping down and such pushed him over. We continued to press into each other, him pulling out and re penetrating me, and him licking my cum off of my stomach and then scooping it off of his stomach to take for himself, but intentionally leaving on his lips for me to take care of. We pushed the beds up against each other, and crawled under the sheets, him taking his still rigid dick, and penetrating me one more time before pulling the sheets over us, then the quilt, and pulling my back against his chest and resting his chin on my shoulder, nuzzling my neck. He then wrapped his arms around me, holding me while we scooted as close as we could without being molecularly bonded, and drifted off to sleep. \\\\\\\\\ We awoke the next morning, and it was entirely too early to wake up given what all we'd done the night before, and what time we'd fallen asleep. Shel's morning wood was pressed tightly against my crack, but other than that, we had not budged an inch. We reluctantly got out of our warm nest and crawled in the shower. We didn't waste much time, although we did wash each other. We had heard stirring down stairs before we got in, so we knew his parents were up and about. We washed each other, but didn't have time to take care of our other morning issues. We slid into some clothes, me borrowing a t-shirt from him that was a little larger than my own, and we headed down to the kitchen where his parents were getting ready to eat. "Ah, so we DO have two," Shel's mom said knowingly, "we thought we heard two sets of footsteps coming in last night." 'So they were awake...' I thought to myself, but thinking that we'd been quiet enough during the night, didn't give it much thought. After that, it was questions about how our place on our own little corner of land was suiting us, were we sleeping comfortably, (I smiled inwardly at the thought of our sleeping arrangement), and things of that nature. We finished our breakfast pretty quick and I thanked his mom for the breakfast, and the three of us were out the door to load up the tractor tire. "Yep, it's flat.", I said as we approached the shed it was leant up against, the black rubber seeming to just hang on to rim. "Yea, I was drivin it late yesterday, and it went to gettin dark, so I jus cut on the headlights, but I still couldn't see the sharp stobs before I run it clean over 'em." We looked at it, Mr. Jonothan seeing for the first time in daylight, and we saw it was a pretty big hole. We helped him load the thing into the truck, which was not the easiest thing to do, but not too hard with three of us lifting. None of us could have done it by ourselves anyway. The shop is an old two story brick building with tractors and bush hogs, four-wheeler and those other four-wheeler hybrid things they call 'Mules' parked all around. We turned off the semi busy street, or at least it was busy by our town's standards, and into the gravel lot next to the shop. A big man with a beard, along with a taller, lankier guy came out, both in greasy jeans and button up shirts that were just as messy as their jeans, and old looking baseball caps with Husquaverna and Stihl patched onto the fronts. Despite their rougher appearance, they're just courteous 'good ole boys'. They directed us to the wide loading dock on the side of the building, and they rolled it off onto the dock. Mr. Harrison went in to write them the check while me and Shel just watched the men go to work on the tire. When we got back, he thanked us once again for helping him out, and we took our four-wheeler back to 'our' house. We saw Randy's truck parked in the drive, and two four-wheeler, so we figured everyone was there. We walked in the house, but it was really quiet. We looked around until we got to the bedroom, and there was a sight that probably made us both get hard. Randy buck-naked lying on his back on top of the sheets, with a pillow clenched in his arms. We smiled at each other with our blood shot eyes, even then thinking of wicked little things we could do to him, "I have some shaving cream and ..." Shel started, but I waved it off. Our better halves over ruled and we simply began pulling our clothes off and crawled onto the large bed we'd created. About that time, Randy's eyes opened slowly and he looked us both over with a half grin. "Now see, it's a good thing we didn't do anything.", I said in a matter of fact tone as I ran my hand back and forth over Randy's head. "I knew ya'll were there, I was ready for ya," Randy said raspily as he lifted the well-packed feather pillow. We laughed quietly and I pulled his pillow away and laid it down toward the foot, sandwiching it between our knees as I laid my head down on Randy's shoulder, him pulling me close and Shel got on my other side and laid his head on my chest, me holding him around his shoulders like a teddy-bear. "Oh, and where's Ben?", Shel muttered to which Randy replied, "He's with Michael over at the Sasser place." With that, we drifted off to catch up on some Z's.