My St. Patrick Part 4 By Cody Moore
Disclaimer** This story conains sexual actions between two (underage) boys, as most of you probably already know. If this offends you then stop reading right now, hit the 'X' at the top right corner of the screen, and spend ten minutes of your time contemplating what posessed you to come to this website. I do not own anything copyrighted that I may have mentioned in this chapter. Enjoy...
Cody
Sean you horny bastard. I wanted to stop him, I mean his mom was right there in the front seat of the car. Right now Sean was rubbing his leg against mine while his right hand kept rubbing along the top of my thigh. Luckily, or unluckily depending on your cautiousness, Sean's mom was driving so at least she was distracted, the radio was playing too. Thank God for that because every so often Sean would venture a little further down, making contact with my rock hard dick (knock on wood, haha) that was straining against the fabric of my shorts, earning the slightest of moans from me.
"Ya'll are unusually quiet." She turned down the radio, Sean drew his hand away right before she turned around. We were at a stoplight. "How was the movie?"
"I thought it was pretty good. I think Sean got scared a couple of times." I turned to look at him, I was beaming, he had one of those 'two can play that game' smiles on his face.
"Don't try and pretend you weren't scared, I saw you jump when that zombie attacked the chick and the dude." He did a little impression of a terrified infant.
"Oh, you mean the one where you knocked over the popcorn in fright. Yeah, I remember that occurence vividly. Especially what happened after that." I wagged my eyebrows at him.
"You knocked over the popcorn?" She looked through the rearview mirror at Sean.
"On accident. It didn't matter to me, the popcorn wasnt that good anyway." He turned to me. "I liked the treat I got after the popcorn better." He winked at me and licked his lips.
His mom laughed a bit. "What did you get after you dumped the popcorn in terror?" Then she looked at me through the mirror. "Did he scream like a little girl Cody?"
"I definitely think I heard him make some sort of noise." I had to suppress a giggle at how blatently Sean and I were making innuendos about our making out in the theatre right in front of Sean's mom.
"I got a white chocolate bar to enjoy during the movie." He stifled a laugh with a cough. "And I did not scream like a girl thank you very much."
The talk ended about there. Personally, I couldn't wait until later. Sean's mom always took sleeping pills before she went to sleep so we would be set. All night.
We pulled into his driveway, stopped, and went to get out. Sean's mom had already gotten out of the car when Sean got out, his shorts showing off his cute ass. I got out my door and walked around the car. I jogged up behind Sean as his mom unlocked the door. He was still about twenty feet behind his mom so I ran up and gave him a 'football' style pat on the butt.
"Hurry your cute ass up." I whispered into his ear as I passed him.
Sean
I was walking up my walkway, when out of nowhere Cody ran up beside me and grabbed my ass.
"Hurry your cute ass up." He whispered in my ear as he ran ahead of me turning around to smile at me when he reached the door. I watched his disappearing form go through the doorway. Sounds like I'm in for a fun night.
I shut the door behind me as I walked into my living room. I went to walk to my bedroom but was cut short as Cody's arms wrapped around my waist. He pulled me in close, setting his head on top of mine. I could feel his dick trying to break free of his jeans and digging in to my back. I leaned back to feel it better.
"How long?" His voice sent shudders of pleasure up my spine. I knew what he meant.
"About the last year or so now." About a year ago was when I realized I was gay. I was just sitting there one day, jacking off to this cute red haired girl from school, when my thoughts turned to Cody instead. I blew the biggest load of my life that time. I couldn't comprehend why I had done that. The more I thought of him, the more it grew in perspective. I began noticing guys more. I began noticing underwear models, swimsuit models, all of these hot guys that permeated my life. Not one of them meant more to me than Cody did.
"You mean to tell me," He whispered seductively in my ear. "that we could have been doing this for the last year." He kissed my neck.
"No." I turned around and faced him. His hands were still on my hips. I placed mine on his hips. "A year ago was when I realized it. Not when I was ready for it. It took me almost six months before I could even look at myself again."
"I know what you mean." He said with a voice of forgotten memories, memories of his own personal dark ages. I saw his darkened eyes and knew that he really did know how I had felt. "I remember. Though it's hard, I remember." He looked at me, his eyes holding mine, green and brown coalescing into one. He leaned his head down and kissed me, lightly, quickly, leaving me wanting more. "You don't have to feel like that anymore." He drew me in, not for a kiss, but for a hug. I felt the warmth radiating off of his body, I felt his powerful yet gentle arms encircling me, I felt the security of our embrace. I knew that as long as he had the power, as long as there was a breath in his body, that he would never let me go unless I wanted to go. I still say that I never would.
"Don't worry." He paused to sweep a stray lock of hair from my eyes. "I have absolutely no plans to rush you into anything."
"Yeah, God forbid you think I was easy." I ran a hand along the fabric of his shirt, tracing circles over his heart.
"It's always been yours you know." He held my hand over his heart. "Ever since we first met." That was a long time ago. We had met in preschool.
"That long?" I was taken aback momentarily. "You've known for that long?" How is that even possible?
"I didn't know that I was gay in preschool. But, thinking back over our friendship, I think that, in a way, I knew you were the one. I'd always known that I was different. Ever since I was old enough to get hard."
I grabbed his hand, feeling the rougher (not like sandpaper rough, but still a little rough) texture of his hands, and placed it palm down over my heart. "It's yours if you want it." I looked into his eyes, feeling myself become calmer as I explored his iris.
Cody
I tightened my fingers over the cloth of the shirt that he had swapped from his jersey. "Mine." I whispered as I leant in to a kiss. Sean was mine. Noone could take him from me.
We did an awful lot of talking that night. We laid on his bed, Sean insisted that we ask eachother questions like another couple would do.
"Is this really necessary?" I whined. I'm not a whiny person, exactly, but this was stupid from my perspective. We'd been friends for ten years, what could we ask eachother about that we didn't already know?
"Yes, it is. Now, do you want to go first?" I just shook my head 'no.' "Very well then, first question. Who was your first kiss?" Great.
"Are we counting truth or dare?" Please say no.
"Yes, now answer."
"Alex Lily."
"No." He gasped.
"Yes, we were all playing truth or dare in the back of the bus and she was dared to kiss me."
"Her?"
"Yes."
"Bitch."
"Don't say that. It was a dare and it meant nothing." This was why I despised his request for a questioning. It was my turn.
"My turn. Okay, who was the girl you were jacking off to when your thoughts turned to me?" I cracked a grin as his face grew red with embarassment.
"K.. Kaci Hill." He turned his face away.
"Really?" Now I know how he felt. 'Bitch.' Hey! 'I'm just saying what you really want to say.' Yeah but saying that would make me a hypocrite. 'Whatever, she's still a bitch.'
"What are you embarassed about? It's not like you did anything." God I hope they didn't do anything. 'Wouldn't that make for an interesting revelation?' Shutup, your not helping!
"I j.." He paused. "I didn't ever like jacking off to people I know." His face grew even redder.
"So you never jacked off to me?" I batted my eyelashes at him.
"Most of the time, yeah, it was you. It just makes me feel.."
"Go on." 'This should be good.' Butt out.
"It makes me feel like I'm taking advantage of them." He stared at his hands. 'Ha...(choking breath) Ha, ha, hahaha. It's even bet(uncontrolled laughter)ter then I thought.' GO. AWAY.
"Look, just don't think of it that way." He still stared at his hands. "If it makes you feel any better, you can take advantage of me anytime." I wagged my eyebrows again. 'Oh ho-o. Aren't you Mr. Smooth today?'
"Hmmm. I could do a lot with that." He closed his eyes for a second, tongue out like he was thinking about something really hard. "Oh. Yeah right there." He thrust his hips upwards. It took me a moment to realize what he was doing.
"Sean!" I thumped him lightly on the chest. "I'm right here." He burst into a fit of giggles, his face scrunching up in the cutest way.
Once they subsided he turned onto his side, facing me. "You know, you're right." He rolled onto me, supporting his weight with his elbows. "What do I need my imagination for?" He leant down, pressing his lips against mine. "When I have you all to myself," He kissed me again. "on my bed," Another hot kiss. "after you said that I could take advantage of you 'whenever' I wanted." He leant down again, crushing his lips against mine. His tongue darted out, licking my lips. I opened my mouth to allow him entry and our tongues battled for dominance.
Oh, so he wants to be dominant does he? 'Looks like your on the fast track to being the bitch in this relationship.' Not for long. I turned Sean and I over so I was on top and he was beneath me. "Who's the bitch now?" I licked my lips before going down and giving Sean a sloppy kiss.
"Someone finally decided to grow a pair." He grinned up at me. I pinned his arms down.
"Oh, I've got a pair alright. A pretty nice pair if I do say so myself. Would you like to see it?" I winked at him again.
His grin faltered slightly. "Wh..wh" he bagan stumbling over his words.
"Hey." I whispered. "I was only kidding. I know you don't want to rush into anything and I'm okay with that." I leaned off of him, settling to lay so our arms were touching.
"I was serious you know. I don't mean to make you think.."
"Hey. I told you, I'm okay with it. And I meant it." I pulled him in close. "I can wait." I looked once again into those emerald eyes. "As long as your happy, I can wait." I held him there. I could feel his heartbeat, his breaths as his lungs inflated.... then slowly deflated. A few times he moved, getting comfortable. I only listened to the drums that beat to the rhythm of my soul, to the breathing that reminded me of wind, softly blowing through the trees. I inhaled deeply, savoring the fragrance of Sean's favorite shampoo. And, after an hour of laying there, I fell asleep. I dreamt of nothing. My dreams were already a reality.