*** Disclaimer: This story depicts graphic consensual sexual contact between males. If you are not of age to view this material or if it is prohibited where you live, please do not continue.***
-This is my first attempt at writing a story, so please bear with me. Any feedback and/or constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated. I can be reached at HelleauxThere@Gmail.com
Nick & Sean part 1
Chapter One:
School was nearly over for the day, and I could barely wait to get the hell out of there and go home. At 17, school was the bane of my existence and from the moment I stepped foot on campus every morning, I wanted nothing more than to leave. Not that my life outside of school was all that interesting or exciting -- it was actually pretty damn boring. When I got home, I would most likely sit at the computer for a few hours playing video games and look for porn on the internet.
Both my parents worked full time jobs, so I never saw them until about 7pm on weekdays, which means I pretty much had the house to myself everyday after school. This was fine by me, because I didn't much care for their company in general, not to mention they would have seriously screwed up my "extracurricular" internet browsing on the family computer. I doubt they would appreciate seeing their youngest son feverishly pounding his meat while pictures of other guys streamed across the computer screen. Yea you heard it right -- pictures of other guys. My biggest, darkest, most private secret could be summed up with three words...I am gay.
At this time in my life, no one but myself knew this little tidbit about me. I was pretty deep in the closet and to look at me, you would never have guessed that I was a homo -- a fact that had taken me years to come to terms with. All I wanted at this point in my life was another hot gay guy my age to fool around with. I wanted a boyfriend...or hell, even a friend with benefits. Sex. I craved it and knew if I didn't figure out a way to get it soon, I was going to go insane with desire and frustration. My tight 17-year-old body practically tingled all over when I thought about what I wanted to do with another guy, and jerking off three times a day wasn't cutting it anymore. I needed more.
So anyway, school was almost out for the day and I was quietly daydreaming about Sean, this insanely cute boy in my class. He was sitting right next to me, and I couldn't keep my eyes off him. Sean was about 5'11", around 140 pounds of lean muscle and delicious smooth skin. His big brown eyes set off the striking features of his high cheekbones, strong jaw line and great smile. He had brown hair that was cut real short and spiked up, and he had a small scar right on one of his eyebrows that made you realize he really was flesh and blood instead of an angel. I loved staring at him and taking in his hot body everyday. Of course, Sean and I weren't really friends...more like acquaintances. My friends were all jocks (they were totally hot too, but Sean just had a little extra something I can't put my finger on) and Sean was kind of a loner...he didn't really hang out with anyone in particular and just seemed to stick to himself or wander between groups, chatting a little and moving on.
As luck would have it, after the bell rang, Sean was talking to my buddy Brian about how he had to ride the bus home all semester and how he was so bummed about it. I was standing right there and seeing my chance at maybe getting to know the boy of my dreams, I quickly suggested that I could drive Sean home in my Jeep. Sean was very agreeable to this idea, so we said goodbye to Brian and headed to the parking lot. After getting off campus, Sean gave me directions to his house and we chatted about school, music and stuff.
The trip was over all too soon as we pulled up to Sean's house, about three miles from school. I figured that since I gave him a ride home, Sean would invite me in, but I was wrong. Sean thanked me for the ride and hopped out of the Jeep and waved goodbye before disappearing into his house. Feeling let down and a little defeated, I turned the Jeep around and headed home.
Chapter Two:
The next day, undeterred by the lack of invitation from Sean to come inside his house with him the day before, I suggested to Sean that I could take him home again after school. He agreed and we left together after class, got in my Jeep and headed to his house. It had been a long day and I normally smoked a cigarette on the way home. The day before I hadn't mentioned anything because I wasn't sure what Sean would think about me smoking (I started when I was 15 and just enjoyed it too much to care that it was bad for me), but today I wanted to smoke so I asked Sean if he minded. He just smiled at me and pulled a pack of his own cigarettes out of his pocket. We both laughed, lit up and smoked all the way back to his house -- me my Ultra Lights, and Sean his Menthols.
We pulled up to Sean's house and surprise-surprise; Sean asked if I would like to come in. I said accepted of course, and so we got out of my Jeep and headed toward the side door of the house. I was expecting him to unlock the door and head in, but instead he kept walking toward the back yard and only stopped when he had reached a door that was part of a separate part of the house. When I questioned it, Sean told me that he lived in the guesthouse and that this was it. I followed him inside and found myself standing in a fully furnished living room, complete with two couches, a coffee table, TV and plants. Sean led me around the place, showing me the bathroom, his bedroom and his brothers bedroom (who was now in college and didn't live there anymore). We hung out for the rest of the afternoon, talking about all kinds of things from music and movies to school, our families and what we each do for fun. By the time I left, I knew Sean and I were going to be friends. I also knew that my intense desire to get in his pants was going to get worse.
Sean and I continued like this for a few weeks -- everyday after classes were over, we walked together to the school parking lot, hopped in my Jeep and set out toward his house. Everyday, I came inside with him and we hung out. At first, I only came in if he asked me too, which he always did...but eventually, I just assumed there was a standing invitation and automatically parked and followed him in.
One day, after changing into his basketball shorts, (he always changed into basketball shorts when he got home) Sean got out this little black box that was apparently hidden in his closet. He opened it up and showed me a sandwich bag that was full of something. Upon closer inspection I recognized the substance inside the bag to be pot... I had smoked pot a few times before, but usually at a party with a bunch of other people. Sean asked if I wanted to smoke with him and I readily agreed. He pulled a zigzag from the box and expertly rolled a joint right there in his bedroom. Then we headed outside and lit it up, passing the joint back and forth until it was gone. When we finished, we stayed outside and smoked a few cigarettes while we engaged in seemingly random pot induced conversation. Eventually, we went back inside and into Sean's bedroom. Sean collapsed onto his bed and pulled the covers up over himself. I sat down on the edge, feeling slightly depressed that Sean seemed to need a nap now that we had just gotten stoned. I wanted to keep talking and hanging out, but it was obvious that Sean was fading fast. He told me I was welcome to hang out or even nap with him, but that he was really tired. I decided to go back out to his living room and chill out on the couch for a while.
Eventually, I got bored just sitting there and headed back into Sean's room with the intention of seeing if he was awake or sleeping or what. I walked to the bed and looked down at the boy I'd been lusting after for months and months and my breath catching as I stared at his bare chest. The covers were up to his stomach, and his hairless pecs and perfect nipples were showing...I could even see the top of his six pack, watching his chest and stomach rise and fall with each breath.
Something in me snapped and suddenly I just had to touch him. I knelt down beside the bed and carefully moved my hand toward Sean's sleeping body. I let my hand fall gently on his chest, and I lightly felt his pecs, grazed his nipples and savored his warmth on my own skin. I watched his face for any sign he might awake from my touch, but nothing changed and his breathing stayed the same. Emboldened, I inched my hand lower to his abs, gently brushing the perfect muscles with my fingertips until I hit the bedcover. I was practically shaking with anticipation as I withdrew my hand from his stomach and snaked it under the covers and toward his waiting body. My hand touched his bare thigh and I realized that he had removed his basketball shorts sometime after I had initially left the room. My heart almost stopped at this realization but my hand had no intention of stopping its journey. I carefully moved my hand up his thigh, toward my ultimate destination and was rewarded with the intense heat of his lightly hairy balls and semi- erect dick. As my hand barely touched his cock, I became aware of my own member which had been hard as steel for a while now and was leaving a wet spot on the front of my own shorts from the excitement. I gently wrapped my hand around Sean's dick and applied the slightest pressure to my grip. I was immediately rewarded by his dick starting to firm up and lengthen. Within a minute, Sean dick had hardened like rock was at least 9 inches long, and of good thickness. I continued to watch his face and monitor his breathing for changes but it appeared he was still quite asleep. I knew there was no way I could stop and I just had to keep going, so I began to carefully jerk him off. I grabbed my own hard dick with my other hand and gave it an occasional squeeze or pull through my shorts. Sean's dick started leaking precum and twice I removed my hand from him to examine, smell and lick a clear, slick drop of liquid from my finger. It was almost sweet tasting and I immediately wanted more. I continued jerking him off until, abruptly, I felt his dick begin to swell even more. Sensing that his orgasm was immanent, I quickly rushed my other hand under the covers and to the tip of his cock to try and catch his cum. The first shot erupted just as I got my other hand there, and several more sprayed from him as my right hand pumped his pulsing penis and my left hand worked feverishly to catch it all as to not soil his sheets. When his orgasm stopped, I removed both hands, stood up so quickly I felt light headed and I practically ran out of the house when I realized Sean was now awake and looking at me.
Once I'd gotten the Jeep started, I looked down at my left hand, still clutching still clutching his fresh spunk. I opened my hand and nearly came in my pants when I saw the thick white cum pooled in my palm. There was so much of it...a tablespoon at least. I felt like I needed to get the hell out of there and quick, before Sean came out and confronted me. So I grabbed the plastic case for my stereo face and carefully scooped all the cum into the case. I suppose I had initially intended to wipe it up or wash my hand off when I was finished, but I left the house so quickly I didn't get a chance...and now that I'd seen the hot musky liquid, I just knew that I couldn't "waste" it like that. When I had scraped what I could off my hand and into the case, I threw the jeep into gear and sped off toward my house. Never mind that I had just been caught jerking off my friend and would probably be labeled a "fag" by lunchtime at school tomorrow -- My mind was racing with sheer excitement at what had just done. I needed to get home...NOW!
When I finally reached my house, I ran inside with the stereo case, went straight to my room and closed the door. I was home alone as usual, so I stripped naked, laid down on my bed and opened the case. The cum had liquefied a bit on the trip and wasn't quite as thick as it had been. I lay on my side and lowered my nose to the slimy pool and inhaled the strong musky scent of Sean's cum...GOD IT SMELLED GOOD. I poured the contents into my hand, put my lips into the pool and sucked most of it into my mouth. The taste was incredible and my dick throbbed so hard I thought it would explode right there. I was careful not to swallow as I wanted to savor this moment. I moved my hand down to my dick and smeared the rest of Sean's cum on my hardon, shivering with pleasure as I jerked myself off using his cum for lube. Within a minute, I felt my own orgasm fast approaching...my balls were tightening up, my cock was sooooo hard, and Sean's cum felt and tasted sooooo gooood. I writhed in my bed, moaning, groaning and stroking with every bit of energy I possessed. Just as I started to shoot, I swallowed the cum I'd had in my mouth and licked my lips as I shot my own load -- the first shot going over my head and hitting the wall behind me, the next one landing on my lips and chin (which I lapped up with my tongue) and the rest landing on my defined chest and hard stomach. While basking in the afterglow of the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had, I slowly drifted to sleep, feeling content and utterly spent.
To be continued?? Let me know what you think... HelleauxThere@Gmail.com