"THE SECRET RELATIONSHIP" by Evan A. Schafer
Copyright (c) 2008, Evan Schafer
THE FOLLOWING IS A PIECE OF FICTION. THE STORY PORTRAYS TWO ACTORS FROM THE TV SERIES "LIFE WITH DEREK": ROBBIE AMELL (MAX) AND DANIEL MADGER (EDWIN). THIS STORY IS NOT IN ANY WAY REPRESENTATIVE OF EITHER ACTORS' SEXUAL ORIENTATION, OR THEIR CHARACTER'S SEXUAL ORIENTATION.
IT IS MEANT EXPLICITLY FOR THE READER'S PLEASURE OF THESE TWO CHARACTERS COMING TOGETHER (NO PUN INTENDED) FOR THE FIRST TIME ... IN MORE OF A WAY THAN EITHER COULD BARGAIN FOR!
Max was distraught. He couldn't get his relationship with Casey on track, and was seriously considering breaking up with her because of it. They hadn't been seeing each other for literally weeks on end. Who could've known that Max would break up with her right when she wanted to reconcile their fractured relationship? But it wasn't just because of the time apart that Max wanted to cut off the relationship. He had been in the locker room at his high school after gym class and realized that he had a somewhat lingering attraction toward guys. He always had, but never really took it to heart.
It upset Max that he couldn't get his feelings in line, let alone his relationship problems, so he forgot about everything related to love until he turned his mind around about his sexuality. Soon, Max was known to be gay throughout the high school. He hadn't made a formal statement, or even said anything to his close friends. It was just automatically assumed when he broke up with Casey and then refused every girl who asked him on a date from there on out.
A few weeks went by when Max realized one night that he had forgotten some of the things he had lent to Casey before they broke up. Sitting on his soft mattress in his underwear, he suddenly jumped from the bed and got on his clothes to make the five minute or so journey over to Casey's house for the first time since they broke up. Once there, Max shivered in his coat -- partially from being nervous and partially from the cold night air. Derek, Casey's step-brother, answered the door.
"Well, well, well," Derek said, in his usual sarcastic manner, "Look who it is."
"I didn't come to chat, Derek," Max said angrily, brushing past, "I came to get some of my things from Casey."
"I see," Derek replied, "Well, she's not going to be happy that you're here."
"I'm sure she won't be," Max came back, "But can you at least tell her that I would like my things back?"
"Uh-huh," Derek said, "When pigs fly."
And then Derek took off toward the kitchen. Max was about to say something, but figured it wasn't worth the time or energy. Just then, Casey came down the stairs and stopped dead in her tracks. Max smiled nervously at her and fidgeted in his place.
"Max, what are you doing here?" she asked.
"I came to get some of my things," Max said quietly.
"Oh, those things," Casey replied, "I've got them for you in a box. Hang on, I'll get it."
A moment or so passed and Casey returned with a small packing box full of framed pictures, CDs and DVDs, a few love letters, and other stuff that lovers tend to give to each other.
"That's all?" Casey asked, looking irritated.
"Yep," Max replied, and then opened the front door to leave. Stepping outside, he pulled the door closed behind him. In a moment's time, after looking in at the contents of the box, he began to weep right there on the doorstep. It was a masculine cry, especially for someone who just figured out they were gay, but it was also a very human cry, nonetheless. A second or so later, Max heard the hum of an engine come down the street, toward the Venturi house- hold. It pulled into the driveway, and the headlights went off. Max quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve and began to walk off when Derek's younger brother, Edwin, jumped out of the car. He spotted Max and ran toward him.
"Hey man," Edwin said, "Sorry about you and Casey."
"Yeah, it's all right," Max said, giving Edwin a quick once-over, "Hey ... I didn't know you drive."
"Oh, yeah, I just got my license," Edwin replied, "The age of 17 is so freeing, you know?"
"I suppose," Max said, starting to think of alternate meanings for Edwin's words. But then the thought entered Max's mind that he couldn't think of Edwin as a sexual object, because it could kill his and Derek's friendship. Also, Edwin was still a minor, but only by a few weeks since his birthday was in December.
"Hey," Max continued, "I'm just curious, but ... do you have a girlfriend?"
"Me? Hell, no," Edwin responded, smiling vibrantly, "I never quite had the right feel for girls. Or it could be that they don't have the right feel for me."
"So what you're saying is ..." Max started.
"That I don't have a girlfriend," Edwin said again.
"No, no," Max said, putting his arm around Edwin's shoulder, and then saying softer, "I mean, do you like guys instead of girls?"
Edwin looked at Max kind of funnily, but didn't jerk away from Max's shoulder grip. "I don't know, I never really thought about it," Edwin replied, beginning to stare into Max's gorgeous blue eyes.
"Well, what if I gave you a reason to think about it?" Max asked, tightening his grip on Edwin's shoulder. After a moment, Edwin's shoulder completely relaxed, moulding itself to the palm of Max's large hand.
"I guess that would be okay," Edwin replied.
"Come on, let's go back to my place," Max said in a low voice, "My parents are out of town, but I've got central heating and some ice cold soda in the fridge."
"Well, my parents are expecting me back from the movies ..." Edwin began.
"Call them and tell them you're stuck in traffic," Max said, leading Edwin gently toward the car again.
"O-okay," Edwin stammered, looking into Max's eyes even deeper. Max hopped into the driver's seat and turned the car on, while Edwin hopped into the passenger seat and called his parents on his cell phone. After they were on the road for the short drive to Max's house, Edwin gave Max a once- over. He looked at Max's large, smooth and muscular arms from playing football for all those years. He looked at the perfect complexion of Max's skin -- not even one pimple anywhere on his gorgeous face. He looked at the growing bulge inside Max's blue jeans, and then noticed his own bulge was beginning to enlarge inside his pants as well.
Turning into Max's empty driveway, neither of them could get out of the car and into the house fast enough. Although Edwin had never had sex, let alone with another guy, his libido was going aboslutely crazy (Max was about 10 times more, though, since he was a couple years older than Edwin). Once in- side the house, Max hung up his and Edwin's coats.
"You want a soda or something?" Max offered.
"Do you have Coke?" Edwin asked.
"Yeah, come in the kitchen," Max said.
While Max got the sodas from the fridge, and then a couple of glasses from the cabinet, Edwin searched his pocket for something. Max saw this, but ignored it for the moment. Edwin eventually stopped when he found what he was looking for, and then looked up at the two glasses sitting in front of him on the table. Max poured some for each of them and they drank it quickly, each giving off a manly burp after a moment or two of digestion.
"You wanna go up to my room?" Max asked.
"Do you really have to ask?" Edwin replied. This got a smile from Max, and then they both walked up- stairs to Max's large attic bedroom.
"God, it's so warm in here compared to my bedroom," Edwin said. From behind him, Max closed the door and locked it, just in case his parents were to come home early.
"Yeah, our central heating is brand new," Max explained, "So it's extra warm. Good for making love."
"Ooh, sounds good to me," Edwin said.
Before either of them knew it, pieces of clothing were flying off and onto the surrounding floor space as Max and Edwin caressed each others' bodies. Then, Max leaned down toward Edwin's face and the two began playing tonsil hockey, exploring each others' mouths.
"Oh, my God," Edwin said between the motions of their kissing, "This is EXACTLY what I've been wai- ting for."
"You see?" Max said in a sexy voice, "We don't need girls. All we need is each other."
This just set off another kissing spree, which went on for about ten minutes. Both guys were shirt- less, but their jeans had yet to come off. Edwin took the first step forward by kissing and caressing Max's six-pack chest, leading all the way down toward his pubes. Before Edwin got any further, he stopped and returned to his jeans pocket. He pulled out two self-rolled marijuana cigarettes and a lighter.
"You didn't tell me we were going to 420," Max said.
"I wasn't planning on it for tonight," Edwin laughed, "Or for this situation. You wanna?"
"Fuck, yeah," Max said, grabbing one of the cigarettes and lighting up, and then lighting up Edwin's cigarette. Both guys breathed in deep, taking in the sweet taste of the joints, and then breathed out, filling the room with a sexy fog of sweet-smelling weed.
"You know, I've heard that weed can make your junk taste even better," Max said through puffs of the cigarette.
"Well, then what are we waiting for?" Edwin said, placing the two almost-out cigarettes on the night table next to Max's bed. Then, Edwin tackled Max and the two began making out, rolling around in each other's arms. While still kissing, Edwin slowly placed his hand down Max's pants, feeling his two perfectly round, soft and hairless balls.
"Oh, yeah man, that's it," Max moaned through their constant kissing, "Play with those balls." Edwin began to squeeze Max's balls gently together and then apart, together and apart, making Max moan with absolute pleasure. After a few minutes of this, Edwin worked his way to Max's shaft, and started to ride it up and down on his sweaty palm.
"FUCK, man," Max said, "You've been waiting for this, haven't you?"
"Well, I have to admit," Edwin said, leaning up slightly, "I lied when I said I never thought about guys. In fact, guys have been ALL I've thought about ever since I can remember."
"That's fucking hot," Max said, pulling Edwin back in to kiss again. The kissing continued and Edwin continued to stroke Max's cock, feeling the full length of it in his sweaty hand. Then, Edwin pulled away from the kiss that Max tried to hold onto, and kissed his way down to the start of Max's pubes. Max moaned louder with pleasure as his libido hit the ultimate high point for pre-sex. Edwin then tore off his own jeans, followed by Max's jeans, leaving both of them in only their boxer shorts.
"You want me to suck it?" Edwin said in a low, sexy tone, now lightly stroking Max's dick with only one finger.
"I want you to take all of me," Max said in an equally low tone.
"I'll do better than that," Edwin replied, pulling Max's boxer shorts off and tossing them on the floor behind him. And then, right there in front of him, was Max's beautiful, uncut cock. It had to have been at least 5 inches while soft, about 8 1/2 or 9 when erect. Edwin then spat a thick wad of saliva onto Max's huge cock and began full-handedly stroking it up and down again until it was fully erect. In Edwin's boxer shorts, his own cock was now rock hard. Max sat up slightly and tugged on Edwin's shorts, which he then pulled off and threw into the increasing pile of clothes on the floor.
"You want me to suck it?" Edwin said again, leaning in closer to Max's dick while he still stroked it up and down, up and down.
"Suck my dick, man," Max said, pulling Edwin closer to his dick. Before Edwin could say anything else, his mouth was completely engorged in Max's thick cock. Sucking on the head for a few moments, Edwin slowly made his way further and further down Max's shaft. Edwin would intermittently feel the bulging vein of Max's soft urethra while sucking on the head, which made Max cry out with pleasure. Edwin then filled his mouth with the remainder of Max's cock in a quick thrust, taking all of Max's erect 8 1/2 inches down his throat. Max tried to cry out again, but it came out as a quick gasp since the pleasure was now overwhelming him.
"Oh, yeah, that's it," Max said in a breathy way, "Take that fat dick down your throat. Take all of it. Yeah!"
Edwin continued to clobber his own throat with Max's cock, and was even close to choking himself when he took the entire dick down his throat so Edwin's face was buried in Max's soft pubic hair. After a few more minutes, the two switched and Max took a good wad of spit into his hand and began pumping on Edwin's rock-hard 7 inch uncut cock which release staccato, yet powerful moans from Edwin since he had never had another guy jerking him off before.
"Oh, jerk that cock," Edwin moaned, "That's right."
Max's cock jumped with excitement a few times as he continued to pump on Edwin's cock.
"Suck me, Max," Edwin whispered loudly, "Suck me like you've never sucked before. More than I sucked you."
And without a moment to spare, Max did just as Edwin said. And in one full thrust, Max had Edwin's entire cock down his throat, feeling around the base of his cock with his tongue. Edwin cried out with several longer moans of pleasure, and began to thrust in hard motions, shoving his entire cock down Max's throat even further. Edwin grabbed onto Max's head and pushed him into his cock even harder than when Max started sucking him off. After a moment, Max could no longer suck without taking a breath, and then continued.
After their sucking session had ended, Edwin looked into Max's eyes.
"I want your dick up my ass," Edwin said, "I want your thick, hard pole penetrating my hole. And I want you to shoot your thick load up, far into my insides."
"You got it, man," Max said sexily, grabbing a bottle of lube from his night table drawer. He squirted a glob onto his hard cock and a little bit onto Edwin's never-touched, completely virgin, pink-red asshole.
"Now this may hurt a bit, but I promise, once it's in, you'll love it," Max said, touching his slick cock head to Edwin's asshole.
"Do it," Edwin smiled.
Once again, Max did as Edwin said, and his cock pounded into Edwin's ass, letting out an uncompleted gasp from Edwin.
"Jesus Christ," Edwin cried, "That's fucking HUGE! Fuck me with that pole, fuck me until you shoot your load."
"Shouldn't we be using condoms?" Max asked.
"Who gives a shit?" Edwin replied, "Fuck my brains out, dude!" Max began to pound deeper and deeper into Edwin's virgin hole, each stroke getting a progressively louder pleasure moan from Edwin. About five minutes of Max fucking the daylights out of Edwin's ass, Edwin squirted a glob of lube onto his own cock and began pumping his cock as Max continued to pound his meat stick further into Edwin's insides.
"OH FUCK ME! FUCK ... ME!" Edwin cried.
"Are you getting close?" Max asked.
"Yeah ... AAARRRRRGGGGH!" Edwin screamed, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME UNTIL I SHOOT MY FUCKING LOAD ALL OVER THE PLACE!"
"Oh, yeah, shoot that load, shoot it all over your chest," Max said, riding into Edwin's ass like there was no tomorrow.
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Edwin screamed. And then, Edwin slowed his jerking down and blew six thick loads of semen all over his chest. Max smiled down at him, and Edwin smiled back up at him.
"That's fucking hot man," Max said, "I think I'm about to blow too ....
ARRAARARARARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! OH FUCK, HERE IT COMES ..." Then, as Max continued to ride his cock into Edwin's tight ass, going literally deeper with every stroke, ten thick streams of cum blew into Edwin's insides, filling his bowels with thick cum.
"Holy shit, man," Max said, leaning down to Edwin's ass, "Now push out the cum like you're taking a shit."
Edwin did as Max said, and soon Max's mouth was being filled with his own load. Edwin then instinc- tively opened his mouth and let Max let his cum dribble from his mouth into Edwin's mouth. The two then made out for a few minutes, tasting Max's sweet ball juice between their darting tongues.
"Boy, that was worth every minute," Edwin said.
"Fuck, yeah it was," Max agreed.
"So, are we on to do this again sometime?" Edwin asked.
"You doing anything this weekend?" Max asked.
"Not if I can have sex with you," Edwin said in a sexy voice.
"That's not even a question," Max said, and the two leaned in for another kiss, starting off a very long, fortiful relationship that Max's parents, nor Casey or Derek, ever found out about.
THE END
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