When Shaun Fucked Me - Part 4
Despite almost being caught by Shaun's brother, our sexual appetite had not diminished. When we were pushed for time I would provide oral stimulation for Shaun, but when we had more time on our hands, we would fuck. Depending on his mood, sometimes Shaun liked to bend me over and fuck me as hard as he could, letting his balls smack against my arse until he exploded, but increasingly our fucking had become love-making: slow, gentle sex filled with kissing and groping until we reached orgasm together. Post-sex had become more loving too, before we would just get dressed or sleep, but we had started to enjoy naked cuddles and spooning. I loved laying naked together with my head on his strong chest, slowly rising and falling with each of his breathes. Without realising it, we had gone from a lust-fuelled, hormone-driven sexual fling into a loving relationship.
Problems started during one of our love-making sessions. I was laying on my back with Shaun in between my legs slowly sliding himself in and out of me. His long and slender cock was touching my prostate on every inward push and I was incredibly turned on as my dick streamed pre-cum from pleasure. Our hands roamed over one another's backs and I squeezed his muscular shoulders as he slid in as deep as he could and held himself there for a few seconds pushing right to the edge before stopping. The whole thing was intense. Our moans were loud and our breathing heavy. We were both nearing the point of no return and our kissing was passionate as though it was our last. As Shaun started to shoot deep within me, my cock shot sperm all over our chests. Our orgasms subsided and we broke the kiss. His bright blue eyes sparkled at me and his pearly teeth appeared from behind a smile.
"That was fucking amazing." Shaun said as he kissed my neck.
"I love you." The words fell from my mouth as my body was confused and dazed in pleasure and post-coital bliss.
"Mmm, I love you too." Shaun replied, largely unaware of the conversation, as he gave me a lovebite.
Little did I know the effect that exchange would have on us.
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The next morning I woke up, not to a cuddle but, to see Shaun already up and getting dressed. Getting up as well after realising the time, Shaun barely said anything to me. The bus journey to sixth-form was pretty similar too. As we arrived, and the bus cleared of the younger years going to the school next door, I held back.
"What's up with you this morning?" I asked as we walked in.
"Nothing. Just tired." Shaun replied without much enthusiasm.
I could of pursued it further but I knew now was not the time nor the place.
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As the day wore on, we hardly exchange words and I didn't even get a flirty text either. I knew something was up but I couldn't put my finger on what or why.
That evening, our sixth form were having a social at a local club which we had hired for the evening. It was a good deal, we could drink and they could make money on a quiet week night. Being on the edge of town, it was never raided by the police.
When I arrived, it was already pretty full so I just stood chatting to some friends at the bar until I was drunk enough to dance.
The night went on and I saw Shaun on the dance floor with a group of people. By this point I was already a little bit tipsy and the next thing I knew, Shaun was kissing a girl called Amy. I could not believe it. We had agreed to flirt with girls to make sure people did not realise but this was a little too much.
As it was getting near the end of the evening, both were, like me, pretty drunk, and were groping each other. Fuelled by jealousy, I downed one drink after another.
When they left together in the same taxi, I ran to the toilet, into a cubicle and locked the door. I thought I would cry but I didn't. I thought I would be sick but I wasn't. I did not know how I felt except that now I realised I was considerably drunk.
I stepped out of the cubicle and stumbled. I did not fall because I was caught in the arms of Chris, one of my friends.
"Woah, I think you've had a little too much, we better get you back home!" Chris laughed as I struggled to stand up.
For some reason, we both went back to his house in the taxi and he guided me up the stairs to his bedroom. He had a sofa which he said I could sleep on and gave me a pillow and a blanket. By now I was starting to sober up but still remained drunk enough that I wasn't really in control of my actions. I felt an urge to get back at Shaun. Looking at Chris I could see my chance. He was almost 6' tall with broad shoulders and a great body that was muscled just enough without being too much. I stood staring as he undressed for bed in front of me. The only boy I'd ever fancied was Shaun but now I saw Chris in a different light, probably due to the alcohol.
"You gonna go to bed too or just stare at me getting undressed?" Chris joked as he stood there in just a pair of tight black boxer shorts. He then proceeded to slide them down his legs revealing his cock. The alcohol swirling round in my head took this as some sort of invitation and I walked over to him and knelt down in front of him. Before he could say anything I placed his thick, flaccid cock in my mouth and held his cute bubble butt in my hands.
"Oh, fuck." Chris moaned as his dick sprang to life, hardening in my mouth. I pushed him backwards so he fell on to his bed, laying down with his knees bent over the edge. Leaving his cock to swing freely in the air, I placed my hands on his muscular thighs and went to work on his big balls sucking them individually. His moans and breathing were increasing and becoming more intense. I knew he was close to cumming but I was not ready for this to be over yet. I thought about it and while his dick was not as long as Shaun's it was a lot thicker. I was intrigued to find out what it would feel like to have that inside me.
Moving up from his crotch, I kissed and licked my way up the muscular torso, pleasuring the nipples pointing out from his rock-hard pecs and then kissing his neck. I started to kiss behind his right ear.
"Where are your jonnies and lube? 'Cos you're getting laid tonight," I whispered in his ear as my hands ran across his body. He reached over for his bedside cabinet and into the top drawer.
I jumped off and began to throw my clothes off as he opened the condom and rolled it down his throbbing penis. Smothering it in lube, I got back on top and began to line myself up. At least being on top I could control the action unlike when Shaun would always have to dominate our fuck sessions.
It was thicker and caused a bit of pain, but the alcohol pushed my brain to ignore it. Looking down at the muscular torso and six-pack of Chris made me even hornier.
As Chris started to moan he had to bite his tongue so not to wake others in the house. The action was intense and both our bodies were shining with sweat, making his chest and stomach even more attractive. He bucked his hips and started to shoot, I could feel the cum travel up his dick, the base of which was pushed as far into me as possible, causing me to start shooting across his body. My spunk left white streaks down his heaving chest.
Climbing off and laying down on my back next to him, Chris stood up and went to the bathroom. I was still feeling content from the post-orgasmic glow until I thought about Shaun fucking that whore Amy. I sighed and rolled over onto my side away from the door. Without hearing or seeing, Chris had come back into the room and laid down on his side next to me, spooning with his now semi-soft cock pressed against my arse and his arm wrapped around me, resting his hand at the top of my pubic hair. It was in that position that we fell asleep.
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Why did Shaun go off with Amy? Will Chris regret what happened when he sobers up? Those questions and others may be answered next time. In the meantime, feedback and comments to seventytimessam@gmail.com
P.S. Apologies for the delay in writing this part, I don't have much free time to do things like this.