I got dressed and sat on the chair opposite of the couch, just staring at Drew. I was trying to convince myself that he used me, that I didn't need him any longer. I made myself move on; I made myself not want him anymore in that instant. My heart was broken, and it felt as if he was completely ignorant to that fact. I hated him completely, and I couldn't help but let myself hate him. I stayed there for a while until he woke up. He looked around until he found me.
'Hey,' he said with a smile, 'what are you doing over there?' He got up and slipped on his boxers.
'Nothing. Just thinking.' I said. He got closer and I got up from the chair. I wanted to leave.
'Wait, wait, what's wrong?' He asked, reaching for me.
'I want to leave.' I said, backing away from him. We looked at each other for a second.
'Babe, is there something wrong?' He took a step closer.
'Don't call me that.' I said; I could feel the tears forming. He made me like this, he made me weak.
'Chris, tell me what's wrong.' His voice softened and he grabbed me and wrapped me into a tight hug.
I let him hold me for a little while; I let his embrace comfort me for the last time. I pushed him off of me; I couldn't let him do this.
'Never again.' I pushed him again. 'This is too much, I can't. No, I won't. God you make me so confused, Drew. I-I, it hurts too badly to be like this.' I pounded his chest. He grabbed my hands and struggled until I stopped, I sunk to the floor, sobbing.
'I don't understand.' He sat next to me, picking my chin up so that I was looking at him.
'You wouldn't.' I looked away from him. My eyes were red from crying.
He got up and stood over me, 'I'll miss you, Chris.' He said, his voice was chopped. He was crying, almost hysterically.
I couldn't take it any longer; I had to leave. I got up, ran to my car and drove away. The world seemed to disappear in front of me. I pulled into my driveway and left the car running. I thought about how everything seemed to just fall apart. I turned off my car and went inside. Turning the corner, I went into the conservatory and fell asleep on the day bed, hoping to forget about everything that happened.
I woke up that night at seven. The house was dark, and I guessed no one was home. After thinking for a little while I got up. I decided I was going to go to the club and have a good time. I got ready and headed out. The club was packed; I remembered the first time I was here. Drew and I first met, and everything seemed less complicated. I walked up to the club entrance and got in without any trouble, making my way over to the bar.
'Can I get a beer?' I asked the bar tender. He smiled and poured me a glass. I turned to the crowd and drank. After I finished, I turned to the bar again to find another beer in front of me.
'Hey, Sam,' I called; I was surprised I remembered his name, 'I didn't order this.'
He walked over and gave me a napkin, 'it's on the house,' he smiled and gave me a wink.
I smiled back and drank, watching him maneuver his way to the other customers at the bar. I'd only been here a couple of times, but I never noticed how sexy he was. He had the most gorgeous smile I had ever seen, blonde hair, and seemed to be in his late twenties. He was around six foot, with wide shoulders and a gymnast build. After a couple of minutes of admiring him, I turned and walked to the dance floor. Halfway across the dance floor I stopped. I couldn't believe what I saw. 'Damn it, he's fucking every where!' I thought to myself as I saw Drew dancing with a short guy at the front of the club. I watched for a little while until I noticed who he was dancing with. Red hair, short, built like a marine, it was Cam. I felt something, something other than madness. I wanted him to see me, I wanted him to feel jealous.
I grabbed a guy and pulled him close; I could feel his breath on my lips. We were grinding on each other, his hands moving around my body. I made us move closer to Drew and Cam until we were a couple feet from them. I turned and felt the guy's hard on through his jeans.
'Someone's excited,' I said, turning my head.
'Hell yeah!' He exclaimed. He kissed my neck.
I looked over at Drew. He turned his head and was watching us intently. There was something in his face, he looked mad. I turned to face the guy, pulling him in close. I kissed him hard on the lips, his hands making his way to my ass; I felt him squeeze. I pushed him away, turned to Drew and winked. Drew stopped dancing and walked away, grabbing Cam's hand. I looked back over to the guy, he tried to lean in for another kiss.
'Ha, thanks for the dance; it was a nice distraction.' I said, pulling away from his grasp.
'Oh come on baby, how about another?' His voice was low and inviting.
I shook my head and walked back over to the bar. Sam came over.
'You sure do know how to make people jealous.' He said, smiling.
'Ha, how'd you know I was trying to make him jealous?' I smiled big, turning to look for Drew.
'I wasn't talking about Drew, I was talking about me.' He reached under the counter and pulled out another beer, 'on the house.' He winked at me again.
'Thanks.' I raised the beer and put it to my lips, still watching him. He was smiling a big smile. I took a sip and set the beer down.
'What's that smile for?' I asked, still looking at him.
'Well, I'm guessing you and Drew are broken up,' he nodded toward the table Drew and Cam were sitting at, 'I figure maybe I could get a turn.'
I blushed and looked down at the counter, 'maybe.' I smiled and looked up at him.
'I get off at ten,' he wrote down his number on a napkin and slid it in front of me, 'if you're still not here you should call me; we'll get together.'
I took the napkin and looked up. I thought about it for a second, 'okay.' I smiled and programmed the number into my phone.
'Don't go dancing with any other guys,' he said in a authoritarian voice, 'I might have to kick their ass if you do.' We laughed and I nodded. He was really nice and funny.
I decided to leave at around nine, it was a school night. I jumped into my car and drove home. My mom's car was in the driveway and I figured dad was working late again.
I walked into the house. 'I'm home!' I shouted, walking into the foyer.
'In here!' She called from the parlor. I walked in and sat down on a stool across from the bar.
'Someone looks happy.' She said, making herself a martini.
'Haha, yeah.' I smiled and blushed.
'So, tell me,' she took a sip, 'Drew?'
I looked up and smiled even wider, there was something about me making him jealous that made me so much more satisfied, 'nope.'
'Well then what?' She set down her glass.
'Someone else, hey mom?' I looked at the clock behind her, 'is it alright if me and a friend get together in a little while?' I looked back at her.
'Sure, why not. You're dad's not home so it's fine with me!' She winked, 'Be back by twelve though.'
'Thanks!' I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and turned and went to my room. I got ready and called Sam around ten.
'Hey, Sam, it's Chris,' I laid stomach down on my bed, 'what are you up to?'
'Oh nothing,' I heard him turn down the radio, 'just on my way home from work. What about you?'
'Uhm, nothing,' I giggled, there was something about him that made me think everything was cute.
'What's so funny?' He asked.
'You're cute.' I rolled over so that I was looking up at my ceiling.
'Hey, uh, want to-do you--'
'Pick me up in twenty?' I cut in.
'Give me directions.' He laughed. For some reason I could almost see him blushing.
I gave him my address and hung up. I just stared at the ceiling for a while thinking. For the first time, I realized I wasn't thinking about Drew. Everything seemed more alive. Sam called me to tell me he was at my house and I went downstairs and shouted goodbye to my mom. I walked outside and jumped into his mini cooper.
'Hi,' he looked over at me. He had the cutest smile with dimples, 'so what are we going to do on this fine night?'
'I don't know, kind sir, what should we do?' I returned his smile and he turned away blushing.
'Want to go to my place?' He looked back at me.
'Sure.' I smiled and he started his car.
We drove to the north end of town. He had a condo. We got out of the car and walked into the house, he kept playfully bumping into me. We sat at the kitchen table and talked.
'I just realized I really haven't talked to you outside of the occasional how's your night'?' He chuckled, 'tell me something about yourself.'
'What do you want to know?' I asked.
'I don't know, what do you think I should know?' he turned to the fridge and grabbed some waters, he passed one to me.
'Uh, I'm eighteen, I like the color blue, my favorite food is grilled cheese, I like horror over comedy movies, anything getting close?' I smiled and he looked up. His face was different.
'You're only eighteen?' His voice was filled with disbelief.
'Haha, yeah. You can't tell?' I took a sip of my water.
'No, I mean, Drew's older than I am and you're really young. Not to mention you were just at a night club. Haha, I guess it's not that unusual,' he took a sip too, 'there probably are a lot of kids that get into there that are underage.' He took a nervous laugh. I could tell he felt a little uncomfortable.
'This is a little awkward.' I said after a few minutes went by with no talking.
'Oh, ha, I was just thinking.' He said.
'And what would you happen to be thinking about?' I smiled.
His voice got low, but it was a little timid, 'taking you right now.'
He calmly got up and walked around the table. For some reason, my body wouldn't move. He stood right next to me, leaned down, and kissed me. I felt electric, I stood up and pushed him until we found a wall. We switched spots so that my back was on the wall. He picked me up, my legs wrapped around his waste. His tongue made its way into my mouth, it tasted so good. He was gyrating against my body, I was matching each one of his movements. Our hands explored each other's bodies and my shirt found its way off along with his pants. He carried me out of the kitchen, down the hall, and to his room. The rest of our clothes slipped off in the heat of the moment and our naked bodies collided as the heat of the moment took over our senses. We were one, and I was waiting for the moment he'd take me.
'Ready?' He asked, he smiled and separated his face from mine.
'I have been.'
He giggled and maneuvered his hand down to his cock. I didn't know how long it was, but the girth was amazing. He shoved it in, inch by inch. It was so wide that my hole felt like it was ripping. I let out a muffled scream and he stopped.
'Okay?' He whispered, kissing my forehead.
'Yeah,' I whispered back. I found his lips and he passionately kissed me as he began pumping.
'Oh, oh, yes, keep going!' I moaned into his mouth.
'You're so good!' He exclaimed, making his motions more rapid. We were in synchrony for fifteen minutes before he changed positions. We were both on our sides, he was behind me. He held my leg up and pushed his member back into my welcoming ass. I squeezed and he moaned loudly, grunting as he began his fluid motions. Sweat mixed from out bodies and he grunted even louder. I knew he was close.
'I'm gonna cum oh I'm so close.' He whispered in my ear, he nibbled on the ear lobe. I was close to cumming as well.
We screamed at the same time and our bodies seemed to stop, failing at the position they were at. His cum flooded my insides, load after load, his body jerking with each insertion. We laid there, breathing heavily. His dick was still inside my ass, now softening. We fell asleep, for the first time in a while I felt new, refreshed, and it wasn't with Drew.
More To Come.