I walked back to the dorm. Adam was staying the night in Charlie's dorm, he told me to just set his stuff on his bed and he'll make it later.
I walked over to my bed and lied on it; I was almost in a daze. It was like floating...no, like falling. I sat up, grabbing my guitar.
'La la da da da la la.' I sang. I was thinking about him the entire time.
'Like a song, no a memory, please just hold me.' I sang.
Time went by and then there was a knock on the door. I got up and answered.
'Hey, uhm, I'm out of class.' Aaron said, he was standing in the door way.
'Oh, come in.' I moved aside.
He walked in and sat on my bed, looking at my guitar.
'You play?' He asked, picking it up.
'Sort of,' I closed the door and walked over to him, 'it's a work in process type of thing.'
He laughed, 'I'm sure you're amazing at it.'
I blushed. He smiled at me for what seemed like forever. The falling feeling was back, and before I knew it I was rambling.
'I'm not really sure what I'm trying to say, or how I'm going to say it, but are you feeling different? I mean different in a good way; it's okay if it's in a bad way I mean I completely understand, it's not like I'll be devastated or like I wrote a song about you or anything because I totally didn't--'
'Teagan, it's okay,' he grabbed my hand, 'I know what you mean.'
'You do?' I asked, staring at the ground.
'Yeah,' he put his other hand under my chin and made me look at him, 'it's almost like a...falling feeling?'
'Sinking.' I breathed.
'Yeah, something like that.' He handed me the guitar, 'play me something?'
'Oh no, I'm not that good and it's not like I have a song to sing or anything.' I shook my head and pushed the guitar back in to his lap.
'And the song that you totally didn't write about me?' He smiled warmly.
'Is embarrassing.' I bit my lower lip.
'I think it's cute. And this,' he brushed my lower lip with his thumb, 'is adorable.'
I laughed nervously, 'really?'
He kissed me softly, 'really.'
I looked at him. It was one of those moments where you see on movies, the ones where you're pretty much annoyed and sickened by how cheesy it was, but you still loved it. I picked up the guitar and started to lightly strum it with my fingers.
'You're so hypnotizing
I'm almost realizing
Your smile makes me want to sing.
Melting even more now,
Please tell me how I'm supposed to find
This missing thing that I'm feeling.'
I looked over at him. He was blushing profoundly.
'Now I'm so lost without you
It's scarier without you
Like a song, no, a memory
Please just hold me.'
I stopped and looked over at him, 'That's all I got.'
He clapped, 'bravo! Encore!'
I smiled and put the guitar down, 'there goes that smile. God, your smile.'
He looked away, 'uncomfortable. I make you uncomfortable.' He said, his voice sounded almost sad.
'No, no...it's not that,' I grabbed his hand, 'I just...I don't know.'
There was an awkward silence.
He stood up and walked across the room, 'I should, uh, leave now.' He walked over to the door.
I stood up and ran to the door. I stepped in front of it, 'no! It's just...it sends tingles down my spine.' I moved closer to him.
He grabbed the small of my back. 'I'm sorry.' He breathed, our noses were touching.
I didn't want any of this to happen. I knew what was going to happen, and I knew how it was going to happen, but I didn't want it to. I let myself melt into his arms.
'And your voice,' I said, just barely above a murmur, 'makes the falling feeling not so scary.'
We kissed. It was one of those suffocating, most amazing kisses two people can have. I felt him guide us to the wall. It was a blur; our clothes came off and before I knew it I was up against the wall, his lips on my neck, and our bodies gyrating in the same motion. He was holding me against the wall. The heat of the moment was almost too much to actually bare. I felt like I needed him, like I'd die if he wasn't inside me. He stopped kissing me.
'It's going to hurt, baby.' He whispered.
It was almost like he read my mind!
He moved his hand down to his cock and rubbed it down my ass crack until it reached my rosebud. I felt him line his dick head up against it and then slowly push.
I started to whimper. I knew it was going to hurt. I felt the head pop in; I screamed.
He held me up against the wall, the backs of my knees draped over his forearms, 'it'll be okay.' He breathed. He slid in a little further, 'just relax.'
I looked him in his eyes as he pushed deeper. I felt his hips hit my ass and then slowly pull back.
I softly moaned and then gasped as he quickly pushed back in.
His lips met mine, masking the sounds I was making as his cock penetrated my tight hole.
'It feels so good babe!' He sighed as he plunged his meat deep into my ass.
I arched my back and moaned loudly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling my lips hard against his.
He moved us to my bed, falling on top of me.
I nibbled on his ear lobe as I wrapped my legs around his waist, 'Mmm it feels so fucking amazing.' I gasped as he pumped hard into me.
'You're such a good fuck!' He exclaimed. He arched his head back and moaned loudly. He looked down at me and started to fuck harder and faster.
'Uh, yeah, uh fuck my ass! Destroy my tight pussy!' I yelled.
He sped up, sweat mixing in between our bodies.
I felt his cock hit that button in my ass and I let out a small cry.
'Yeah, you like that don't you?' He asked, grinding his hips harder into my ass, 'you like being my bitch?'
My body felt like it was on fire. Every thrust made my balls tighten; I felt the cum boiling in them. My body tensed as six shots of cum shot out of my throbbing cock. They hit my chest, then mixed in with Aaron's as our bodies rubbed against each other.
'OH SHIT! AHH YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT!' He started to pump harder and faster. I felt his body go rigid. He pulled all the way out and then shoved it back in. He shot in to my guts and then collapsed, breathing heavily.
We laid there for a couple of minutes before I wiggled my way out from under him.
'That was so fucking hot!' He said, pulling me into a spooning position. He started to kiss my neck.
I felt this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was almost like a hole opened up and swallowed all of my insides. I closed my eyes, trying to get a grip on reality.
'Are you tired?' I heard him ask.
'No...just thinking.' I said. After a few minutes I turned to face him, 'do you like me?'
He gave me this weird look, 'of course I do.'
I studied his face. It was hard for me to believe that he thought of me that way. 'What do you like about me?'
He looked me in the eyes for a moment, 'I like your modesty, and the way your nose crinkles when there's something up,' he softly put his hand on my cheek, 'I like the way you give me goose bumps, and how you're a spaz.'
I opened my mouth to protest.
'A good kind of spaz.' He cut in, smiling. 'I like how you make me want to change.' He kissed me on my forehead.
I thought about that last comment, 'change?' I asked, kissing his chin.
He wrinkled his brow, 'uhm, it's hard to explain,' he contorted his face in thought, 'you make me want to change in to someone you want.'
I felt bad all of a sudden. Did I give off that vibe that I didn't want him? That he was just a good fuck? I leaned into him so that he rolled over with me on top of him, 'I want you to stay the same.'
'What if me staying the same is a bad thing?' He wrapped his arms around me.
'Then we're in for it, aren't we?' I smiled and kissed him deeply.
I rolled off of him. He pulled me back into the spooning position and softly rubbed up and down my waist.
'Hey Aaron?' I called, half asleep.
'Yeah?' He answered.
'I love it when you call me babe.'
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