Authors Note: This is the beginning of a story I just started writing for nifty, so at times it may seem like the story has gotten a little weird, rest assured that it is only because I am trying to figure out where I want to go exactly with this story. This first chapter doesn't have a lot of sex, but it is only because I wanted to have a genuine moment of showing where I think I'm going with this thing. Be ready for the coming chapters to have more love making and also more question as to what Austin and James really want from each other. If you'd like to give me some feedback, and believe me I love feedback, just shoot an email at capt-keyes@hotmail.com
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Chapter 1: How Did We Get Here?
Austin's cock was in my mouth, I tongued his slit and he moaned, louder than he probably should with my parents still in the house. "Shhh dude, you're going to wake up my parents." I admonished him, but I couldn't keep an angry tone with him and the orgasmic look on his face.
"Well don't be so good at sucking dick, maybe then I wouldn't be so loud." He winked at me, the cute little wink that he so often gave me and I thought nothing of. I just sat there and looked at him, his blue eyes filled with love or lust, I didn't really care. I looked down to his nose, the mountain that made him seem almost Italian, I had always teased him about the rain that must migrate towards his eyes thanks to mount shnoz. "Hey, are you just going to stare at me or can we finish what we started?" he teased me, his voice more pleading then angry.
"Just," I paused, "taking in the view." I winked at him, I hoped seductively, then went back to sucking his dick. I licked the shaft, going from base to tip back down to the base, one long slurp as I made him beg for the real thing. "You want me to give you a blow job?" he whimpered to the positive and I lightly blew air onto the head of his penis, paying close attention to blow a little onto his slit.
"That's not what I meant!" he said impatiently, his breath still ragged and short.
"Oh, you want me to suck you. I get it." I feigned ignorance, he playfully punch me in the arm and I went back to licking his shaft up and down, making sure to get it nice and wet for what was to come next. I licked all the way to the tip and then took just his head into my mouth, my tongue still playing with the very tip. He moaned, but quickly buried his head in one of the pillows on my bed to muffle the noise. Next I move down as far as I could get on his seven inch piece of steel without trying to push past my gag reflex, I got about five inches down before I started to feel myself gag.
"Oh god James, that feels so good." he cried, his head falling backwards and his eyes closing instinctively as the bodily ecstasy took over. "Keep going, please."
I obliged and went back to working the tip, licking, kissing, and sucking on it. I was enthralled by this penis I had always dreamed of, but never thought I'd get the chance to see let alone suck on. I went back down on the five inches of shaft I could comfortably suck on, the five inches of ecstasy I could give him without filling my airways with cock. Then I slowly tried to get the last two inches down. One inch and then my gag reflex took over and I had to spit up his cock to keep myself from suffocating. "Shit." I rarely cussed in front of Austin because he always took offense from it, but this was a moment of weakness for me. He moaned something, but I couldn't make it out, so I went down again. The five inches were getting easier even less of a conscious effort to get them down. The other inch crept past my reflex and then the last inch, my nose was buried in his blond pubes. I could sit there and smell the musk of his crotch for hours, but I heard him mumble something and suddenly his cum was hitting the back of my throat. The sudden shaking caused me to spit his dick up again, but I quickly got into the groove of catching his cum on the back of my tongue. The second or third shot was the first to hit my tongue and I savored the salty sweet taste of his little swimmers. I made a conscious effort to keep the fourth and fifth shots on my tongue for a little surprise for Austin.
"Dude that was awesome!" he gasped for air, coming down from his orgasm. Without saying a word I latched on to his lips and kissed him deep and hard, letting every barrier I had ever erected fall away. My tongue pushed against his lips and they parted to let me in, Austin's own cum still on my tongue. Our tongues battled and I let him taste the sweet liquid that he had graced me with. Austin broke the kiss suddenly, trying to catch his breath fully from the orgasm and lip lock. "Man. That. Was. Great." he took deep shallow breaths, still trying to talk and catch his breath. "Was that my cum?"
"Who else's?"
"And to think I've been staying away from this stuff for how long?" we both laughed. But it made me think, how did we get here? How did I get Austin, Mormon Austin, in bed and with his pants off? As we lay there, no words being exchanged, no need for any words at all, I thought back to how the day had began.
"Hey James, you doing anything after school today?" Austin asked me, the slight spike of his blond hair making me weak in the knees as I opened my locker. Feigning disinterest and trying to hide the fact that I had just been staring at my best friend I stuffed a physics text book into the poor old locker, I needed the book for my next class AP physics, but I could probably just share with Karen.
"No, I don't think so." I answered, the window next to the row of lockers we were at showed the darkening mid-west September, clouds and cold air were definitely in our future, but for now just the tinge of the cold had come in. I tried to busy myself with the weather and other small details about the landscape to get the boner in my pants to go down before I had to turn around, the last thing I needed was Austin to realize I had the hots for him, or any guy for that matter.
"Well maybe we could hang out at your place, play some games." Austin was very good at inviting himself to things, to movies, to parties, and over to my house just about every weekend. I both hated and loved this quality of my friend, it was annoying that he thought the only way for me to have a good time was to involve him and it was exhilarating that he wanted to spend so much time with me. We had talked about this trait he had and I gave him my signature glare that told him 'what did you just say?' he flustered, the normal sparkle in his blue eyes replaced with a fearful shimmer. "I mean if you want to." that invoked a small grin to cross my face, I had tamed the poor boy.
"Sure, want to just ride home with me?" it was one of those lucky days that I had to be picked up by my parents. I had my licence already, but was not past the pesky Oregon 'drivers under 18' law with minors in the car.
"Sure."
"Just have to wait til after rehearsals are out." I added coyly, I was in the school musical, Urine Town, playing the hero of the play Bobby Strong. I knew Austin disliked the musicals, he was in the schools band, but refused to play in the pit orchestra for the show. I was always sad when I saw the sax player who should of been Austin, but was instead Steve Daglow, a fifth chair sax player who could barely learn his parts for the shows.
"Oh," he stammered, I had caught him in a catch-22, once again draining his eyes of the sparkle. I always relished the few moments I could truly throw Austin for a loop. "Ummm...sure I guess I could stay and watch rehearsals for a bit."
"Just an hour, today is the first real rehearsal." with that we parted ways, Austin still in his moment of confusion as to how I had conned him into watching rehearsals and me still wondering how I was going to explain going to my locker and forgetting my book to Karen.
Class was over quickly, it was only the third week of classes and my physics teacher still wanted to give us time to adjust back to going to school after summer vacation. Karen gave me a strange look when I explained that I had to use her book, but she happily obliged, being friends with her since we were just toddlers helped her with my crazy moments. She didn't know about my crush on Austin, but knew when I was around him I forgot things often. I'm sure she knew that I loved him, but was good with keeping her mouth shut and opinions to herself about it.
Rehearsals were not as quick, the hour felt like years as various members of the chorus broke out of character and goofed off. The leads, most of us being juniors or seniors, had been through enough shows to know that you got your stuff done and goofed off when you weren't on stage. Wasting the directors time on stage just got everyone in trouble, so we sat there as Mr. Sullivan tried to work with the younger members of the chorus and devolved into yelling at a few select students who still didn't get the rules of theater, listen to the director or find yourself in detention the next day.
The only redeeming quality was that I could look out and see Austin sitting in the house watching us and laughing to himself as Mr. Sullivan yelled even louder at a freshman who had a death wish. We got to the part where my character and Penny sing about falling in love and listening to their hearts, it was an awkward scene between Karen, who played Penny, and myself as we had to kiss at the end of the song. We got through it, the staging and comedy of the scene put Austin in an uproar and as the rehearsal ended he gave us a standing ovation. I rounded him up and took him to the parking lot where my mom was waiting.
"Hello Austin." my mom greeted him as he got in the passenger seat. At six foot he needed the extra leg room the passenger seat gave compared to my own diminutive height of five foot ten.
"Hello Mrs. Feshter. How are you this fine evening?" he was always the charmer.
"It was good, just grading papers." My mom worked at my school, MacMillan High, as an English teacher. I had never had to take her class as she was in the normal track of English courses and I had always been in the advanced classes. Austin on the other hand had taken her freshman course and passed with 105%. We drove home in mostly silence after that, the radio being a sufficient soundtrack for our drive home.
"Hey Austin, want a soda?" I offered as we walked through the door, him heading towards the stairs to my room and me for the kitchen to get a little snack.
"Dude, you've known me for how long? Five years? Soda, gosh. Have any juice?" he joked with me, I knew he didn't drink anything with caffeine, he was a 'good mormon' as he always called himself. I picked up a granola bar, a bottle of apple juice, and a soda for myself and jogged up the stairs to my room. Austin already had the xbox on and started on one of my shooter games.
"You don't drink caffeine, but will gladly cause that much violence in a video game...How are you a good mormon again?" I said sarcastically, I threw him the juice and bit into the granola bar as he got into a multiplayer match and blew the head off another player who had wandered into his assault rifles path. I mean, Jesus, that's a lot of blood!"
"Caffeine is an addiction, video games are a different story." he quipped back at me. It was our normal banter. He won his game quickly and passed the controller to me. We alternated playing games and watching until he started to notice how much better he was than me at my own games. "Jeez dude, do you even play these when I'm not here?"
"I normally have this thing called homework, maybe you've heard of it." I prodded him.
"I'm just saying, you guys are winning, but I have like ten more kills than you every game." He said, shooting another player in the head as he looked away and smiled at me. "In fact if you can beat my score in the next game I'll give you...oh I don't know, a kiss." he said suddenly and my cheeks must have turned three different shades of red. That is exactly what I wanted.
"Pfft, fine." I said nonchalantly, "Whatever you want Mr. Homo." I joked at him, trying to hide the hope I had that I could actually beat him at this game. He finished with 19 of the teams 50 kills and all I could think of was how in the hell am I going to get 20 kills? But he handed me the controller and I played the game, killing enemy player after enemy player, everything was just lining up for me. I looked over at him with a smirk and saw the color draining from his face. "Game Over" the announcer spoke and the scores were tallied, Jimbo44 had 24 kills. "24 is better than 19." I said with a bigger smirk than I had ever had in my life.
"Those noobs just let you kill them." he said in mock anger, but I could see the scared desperation in his face.
"Here's the controller."
"I guess I have to keep my end of the bet." he said with a bit of sadness in his voice.
"You don't have to do anything, it was just you being funny."
"Nope, I keep my bets!" and he leaned in his lips touching mine. A spark hit both of us, I couldn't get enough of his velvety lips and he let forth with an equal torrent of passion. In that moment that walls disappeared and it was just him and me, me and him, my dreams were coming true and all I could think of was is this happening or is this some sick dream? But the tongue pushing against my lips pulled me back into reality as I let it in and our tongues did a waltz inside my mouth, vying for control. He suddenly broke the kiss. "Well that was different."
"You want something a little more different?" I quizzed him and before he could answer I was unbuckling his pants, reaching for the prize that lay inside. He offered no resistance, the normally morally rigid and sexually repressed Austin had disappeared and was replaced by a new and horny Austin who wanted my body and I wanted his.
And that is how I got to the point where my naked torso and his naked torso lay next to each other, him still coming down from an orgasm and my balls aching for relief. "That was amazing!" he breathed, his dick softening under the covers next to me, my dick till hard and ready to go.
"Yeah it was." I tried to feign excitement even though my balls were telling me to demand satisfaction.
"So you get to kiss Karen, I bet that's awesome." he said, looking into my eyes, the most genuine sparkle in his eyes I had ever seen. My mind flipped, my mouth forgot how to form words, and my dick instantly went soft.
"What!?" was all I could say.
Next Chapter: What?