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Seth on the Road to Chaos Chapter 7
I was sitting in the food court when my cellphone rang. "Where are you?" asked Stacy. I told her where I was. She told me not to leave until she got there. Ten minutes later, I saw her walking my way. She was holding hands with Craig. Maggie was trailing behind them.
"Shit," I muttered to myself. Craig was the last person I wanted to see. I was still worried about Blake, and I remembered his threat to me when he left my bedroom last night.
"Hey, Dude," smiled Craig as she pulled out a chair and sat down beside me. Stacy scowled and sat closely beside him. I was beginning the sense that Stacy felt intimidated every time her boyfriend talked to me. If she only knew what he was doing behind her back.
"Hi," I responded nervously. "What's going on?"
Surprisingly, Craig smiled and said, "Stacy told me you're taking my cousin, Roni, to the dance next weekend." I glanced quickly at Stacy before responding. I was beginning to wish that I had kept my mouth shut about taking Roni to the dance. Our plan was to show up separately and act like we were together. Now, it looked like we would be officially going on a date.
I hesitated a moment before responding. Craig didn't appear to be upset about me taking his cousin, but I was still unsure how he would respond. "Um," I replied nervously, "Yeah. I guess. We talked about it."
"That's great," he said. "I told her last week she should ask you." He then gave me a slight wink without Stacy seeing. I was curious if he knew Roni had a girlfriend. I looked at Stacy, and she seemed to be upset.
"I don't think it is a good idea," she remarked.
"Me either" chimed in Maggie. Craig looked over and gave them an angry look.
"Why?" asked Craig. "Because she's a lesbian." Well, at least now I knew that he was aware of Roni's sexuality. "She ain't hurting no one," angrily replied Craig. "She wants to go to the dance, and she can't take Cindy." That answered my other question.
Stacy whined, "Why does it have to be Seth, though?"
"Why not?" asked Craig as he gave my sister an angry look.
"Well," replied Stacy as her face reddened. "People will be thinking that..."
"That what?" interrupted Craig. "That your brother is gay?" He looked at me and winked slightly.
"Well, yeah," said Stacy. Maggie was going to say something, but Craig interrupted her.
"Christ, Stacy," replied Craig. "You're his goddamn sister. Wouldn't you know if he is gay?"
Stacy looked at me and her eyes widened. "Well?" asked Craig. "Wouldn't you?"
"I don't know," replied Stacy.
"Well," insisted Craig. "I would. I've known Seth since the first grade. Guys talk. I've never heard anyone say anything about Seth." He laughed and added, "Well, except he can be a nerd once in a while."
"You got that right," laughed Maggie. I looked at her and gave her an angry look.
Craig took Stacy's hand and held it. "It will be okay. Seth is just a nice guy who is taking my cousin to the class dance. Just let them have fun. Okay?" Stacy looked at me and nodded her head.
I couldn't believe what had just happened. He erased any doubt in Stacy's mind that I am gay. When he turned to me and gave me another slight wink, I knew what he was doing. He was trying to make Stacy realize that I am straight. That way, she would never suspect that something was going on between us.
Craig snapped his fingers. "I got an idea."
Stacy gave him a puzzled look and asked, "What?"
Craig looked over at me and asked, "How about we go over to Roni's now, and the two of you can discuss your date."
"It's not a date," I insisted.
Craig laughed and replied, "You're picking Roni up to take her to a dance on Saturday. I would call that a date." I was going to tell him that Roni and I would be arriving separately, but Stacy interrupted.
"Craig," she whined. "You told me you were going to spend the day with me."
"We will be," he replied.
"But I don't want to spend it at Roni's house," she pouted. Maggie chimed in and said she didn't want to go either.
"Then I'll drop you two off at Maggie's," he suggested, "and I'll come back and get you after Seth and me go over to Roni's."
Stacy's eyes narrowed as she glanced at me. "Why, Craig?" I gave him a puzzled look too. I couldn't understand why he would want to be with me and Roni instead of Stacy.
He replied, "I haven't seen Roni in a couple of months. I'd just like to spend some time with her. This would give me a reason to go."
"I think it sucks," angrily replied Stacy. She rose from the seat and looked over at Maggie. "Come on," she spat, "I'm leaving."
Craig rose and ran after her. "Come on, Baby," he apologized. "Why are you getting upset?"
Stacy pointed to me and responded, "Because you would rather spend the day with my brother than me."
"It's not like that," he insisted. "Besides, why are you being such a bitch?"
"Bitch!" screamed Stacy. "Now I'm a bitch?" She grabbed Maggie's hand, looked down at me and ordered, "Seth, take me to Maggie's." When I didn't move, she shouted, "Now, Seth!"
Craig grabbed my arm and whispered, "Take her to Maggie's, then come back here. I'll be waiting for you." I wanted to tell him no, but then Stacy would wonder what we were talking about. I turned and left, trailing Stacy and Maggie out of the building.
To say Stacy was upset would be an understatement. She ranted all the way to Maggie's house. She was mainly mad that Craig had called her a bitch. Maggie kept insisting that she should break up with him. I was completely lost as to what was going on. Why had he wanted to go to Roni's? And why was he risking losing Stacy to do it. I also was confused why he wanted me to return to the mall. Everything seemed to have gotten out of hand so quickly. None of it made any sense.
I was soon to find out what was going on. It was as if Craig knew when I dropped Stacy and Maggie off. I had no sooner pulled away when I got a text from Craig.
Im waitin on you
I wanted to text him back and tell him I didn't want to see him, but I was curious why he wanted me to come back. Perhaps, he did want to visit his cousin, and he wanted me to go with him. Roni and I hadn't really made any plans other than agreeing to go.
Craig was waiting for me. He gave me a wide smile when I approached. "Hey, Seth. I guess Stacy is really pissed at me. Isn't she?"
"I don't understand what is going on," I replied. "Why did you make her mad just so you could go over to Roni's?"
He replied angrily, "If I want to visit my cousin, I will. Stacy doesn't own me." He rose, threw his arm around my shoulder and said, "Come on." As we headed out of the food court, I moved away so he would remove his arm. I was afraid someone from school might see us, and they would question why Craig was so close to me.
We went out to the parking lot, and Craig motioned at his car. "I'm parked over there."
I pointed the other direction and said, "I'm over there."
"We'll ride together in my car," he suggested. "I'll bring you back and pick your car up when we get through."
I gave him a skeptical look. I didn't like the way he said, "When we get through." Reluctantly, I followed him to his car and got in.
As he pulled out, he said, "I gotta stop by the house to pick up something." Again, I felt uncomfortable. We didn't say much on the way to his house. When we arrived, he patted me on my leg and said, "Come on in for a minute while I change clothes."
Warning bells began to ring inside my head. He wanted me to go to his room while he changed in front of me. I knew I should have stayed in the car and waited, but I got out and followed him into his house.
When we entered, I looked around to see if anyone else was in the house. No one seemed to be there. I asked, "Where is everyone?"
"They're visiting my aunt," he said. "They shouldn't be home until later tonight."
Suddenly, I became scared. Craig and I were alone. I wasn't afraid of Craig because I knew he wouldn't hurt me. However, he is much larger than me, and if he tried to force me to do something, I wouldn't be able to put up too much resistance.
We entered his bedroom, and he closed and locked the door. He walked over to a closet and pulled out a pair of pants. He then went over to a dresser and removed a clean tee shirt. He pointed to the bed and told me to sit down. He then walked over, placed the clean clothes on the bed beside me.
He smelled his armpits and said, "I need to take a shower." I was astonished when he began to undress. Within a minute, he was standing naked in front of me. I know I should have gotten up and left, but I couldn't. I was mesmerized by his trim and muscled body. Even though I had seen him naked in the hospital room, seeing him only inches from me was amazing. I watched his cock begin to harden. He grabbed it and stroked it until it was completely erect.
Craig pulled me off the bed and gently pushed me to my knees. "I've been wanting this all day," he said breathlessly. I now understood what had happened in the food court. He intentionally made Stacy mad so we could come here and have sex.
"Come on, Seth," he begged as he pushed me to the floor. "I need this." I knew it was wrong, but I did as he asked. Seeing his hard cock only inches from my face, I wanted it as much as he did. I leaned out and licked the precum off. Craig's legs tightened as he made a hissing sound. "Oh, yeah!" he moaned loudly.
Since I had sucked him before, I was able to take about half the length in my mouth with no problem. I gagged slightly when he tried to push it completely in my mouth. Soon, he was fucking my mouth.
"Oh, yeah, Baby," he moaned.
Baby? What the hell is that? He called me Baby. I thought he was going to erupt in my mouth when I started moving my tongue around inside my mouth.
Suddenly, he pulled out and looked down at me. "Take your clothes off, Seth," he ordered. He helped me to my feet, and then he pulled my tee shirt over my head. I froze when he pulled my shorts and underwear to the ground. I stepped out of them, and I was now standing naked in front of him. He scanned my body and stared at my hard cock. "Nice," he said. My knees buckled when he reached out, grabbed my dick and gave it a few strokes. He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the door. "Let's go take a shower together."
I should have been scared, but I wasn't. I wanted it as much as Craig did. I was just curious how far he would want to go. I was still stunned that he had touched me. We got in the shower, and he pulled the glass door shut. He just stood and looked at me. He smiled and said, "I can't believe this is happening."
"Me either," I replied. He reached past me and turned the water on. When he did, our erections pressed against each other. Craig made a small gasping sound. I reached down and took his hard cock in my hand and stroked it.
I was surprised when he began to rub his hands across my chest. "You are one hot mother fucker," he said admiringly. "I've wanted you for so long." The warm water was cascading off our bodies. My body is fairly smooth except for my pubic hair. Craig has a light coating of chest hair, and a happy trail that leads to bushy pubic hairs. He moaned when I reached out and ran my hand over his chest.
We stood staring lustily at each other. Suddenly, I had a desire to kiss him. I leaned in and our lips gently touched. He stepped back and wiped his lips. "No, Seth. No kissing. That's too gay. Anything but kissing." I nodded my head. I understood what he meant. What we were doing was play to him. Kissing would take it to another level. He could probably justify the physical part of what we are doing, but kissing would mean that it is more.
"Okay," I said as I dropped to my knees and began vigorously sucking him." He moaned loudly as he rammed his cock into my hungry mouth. Suddenly, he went rigid as he erupted in my mouth. His knees buckled, and he leaned against the bathroom wall so he wouldn't fall.
"Damn," he moaned when he pulled out. "That was awesome, Seth." I stood and smiled at him.
"Feel good?" I asked. At the moment, I felt that I would do anything to please Craig. I could never express it, but I felt I might be falling in love with him.
"You have no idea," he replied as his breathing began to return to normal. He reached out, grabbed my waist and turned me around.
"What are you doing?" I asked excitedly. I knew what he wanted. However, I was scared. Other than my fingers, I had never been penetrated.
"I want to fuck you," he said lustily as he pushed his erection against my ass.
"Craig," I replied, "I've never been fucked before."
"And I've never fucked before," he said as he continued to poke around my ass.
I was completely surprised by his confession. Craig had never fucked before? Was he talking about girls too? "You've never fucked a guy before?" I asked.
He put his arms around my body and pulled me tighter to him. "I've never fucked anyone before," he replied. "Like you, this is my first time." I knew he probably hadn't had sex with Stacy, but Craig has been a ladies' man since the seventh grade. I found it strange that he is still a virgin. I also felt proud that I was going to be his first.
He pulled his arms from around me, stepped out of the shower and opened the vanity. He returned with a tube of lube. He giggled and said it belonged to his father. He fell to his knees and ordered me to bend over. I moaned when he began running his fingers over my anus. Suddenly, I felt something wet that made me start moaning loudly. I looked around and Craig was sticking his tongue in my butt. He rose, poured some of the lube on his finger and started to slowly insert it. "This is going to feel so good," he cooed into my ear. I wanted to turn my head and kiss him. I was so proud that we were giving up our virginity to each other. However, he had warned me not to kiss him.
"Oh!" I screamed as he inserted his index finger into me. He told me to relax, and I pushed back on his finger. I was surprised that it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Craig was being gentle, and he wasn't trying to rush things. Besides, I was still relishing the fillings that he gave me when he licked my ass. I still couldn't believe he did that.
He removed his finger, and I could sense that he was applying the lube to his hard cock. He grabbed me around the waist and whispered in my ear, "Are you ready." I nodded my head. At that moment, I would have done anything for Craig.
He pushed about an inch into me. I hissed, and he stopped and asked if I was okay. I assured him that I was. He pushed several more inches into me as he gently began to fuck me. "Oh, God, Seth," he moaned. He rested against my back as he had inserted the entire length into me. "This is fucking fantastic," he moaned as he began to slowly fuck me. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt like I thought it might. In fact, it felt really great. I couldn't believe that Craig and I were actually having sex.
"Oh, Craig," I begged. "Fuck me." We began a rhythm where our bodies were united. I was enjoying the sensation too much to even realize that he was licking and kissing my neck.
Suddenly, his body went rigid, and he hollered out, "Oh fuck, Seth!" I could feel his second orgasm shooting inside me. Craig was moaning and gasping for air. I reached down and began masturbating feverishly. I wanted to cum with his cock still in my ass.
"Oh, Craig!" I cried as I released the most intense orgasm I had ever experience. He continued to push his cock in and out of me as I came. I saw stars, and I had to hold on to the shower wall to prevent myself from falling.
He pulled out and said, "We better clean up." He turned and started washing his cock clean. When I reached out to do it for him, he batted my hand away. "I got this," he said coldly. He finished showering and stepped out and grabbed a towel. "When you finish," he said as he pointed to a towel, "you can use that towel. I'll be in my room when you finish." He turned and left the bathroom. I cleaned myself, dried off and headed to his room.
Craig was dressed when I entered. He pointed to my clothes on the floor. "Get dressed, and I'll take you back to the mall to pick up your car."
His attitude had completely changed. He was cold and distant. He was talking to me like before. I think he regretted what we had just done. I asked, "Are you okay?" He ignored me and left the room. I finished dressing and headed downstairs looking for him.
He was in the kitchen drinking a soda. He had put one on the counter for me. When I entered, he grabbed it and handed it to me. I sat, and we didn't talk for several minutes. I finally asked, "Are you okay?"
"What we just did, you can't tell anyone. Got it?" I nodded my head. "I mean it, Seth." He gave me an angry look. "If you tell anyone, I'll hurt you. Got it?" Again, I nodded my head.
I asked, "Do you regret what we just did?"
He smiled slightly, and then frowned. "No," he replied. "I don't regret it. But I ain't gay. What we just did ain't gay. It's just something that we both wanted."
I smiled and asked, "Do you think we can do it again sometime?"
He seemed surprised by my question. As far as I was concerned, we could do it every day. I really enjoyed it. He grinned and said, "Maybe." Suddenly, an astonished look appeared on his face.
"What?" I asked.
He walked over, looked at my neck and spat, "Shit!"
I was worried about his outburst. I didn't know what was wrong. "What is it?"
He replied angrily, "I gave you a fucking hickey!" He ran his hand over my neck. I remembered him kissing the side of my neck, but I didn't even consider that he might leave a mark. "Shit! Shit! Shit!"
He grabbed my hand and pulled me back upstairs. "Where are we going?" I asked.
We entered what looked like the master bedroom. He pulled me over to a dresser and searched through some items on the top. He then told me to sit on the bed as he opened a container. "What are you doing?"
"Sit still," he ordered. "I'm putting some of my mother's makeup on it. No one can see this." I sat quietly as he applied the creamy substance to the side of my neck. When he finished, he handed the bottle to me. "Keep it covered," he told me. "I don't want anyone asking how you got a hickey."
I put it in my pocket, and I followed him out to his car. We didn't say anything on the way to the mall to get my car. When I started to get out of the car, he grabbed my arm. "Remember what I said." I nodded. He added, "Thanks." I got out of the car with a wide grin on my face.
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