Boy meets Kade
The room was dark and quiet. I lay there in bed on top of the covers naked. I pushed the dildo against my puckered hole. My body was tense, and I was full of nerves. I took a deep breath and pushed out as I pushed the dildo against my sensitive hole. It slipped past my barrier and slid inside of me. I let out a gasp.
The nerves in my anus tingled as it brushed against them. My hole twitched around it. I began to gently slide it back and forth in and out of me. My breathing increased with each movement. I spread my legs wider, and my cock started to harden. I closed my eyes and let the magic happen. I could feel my hole moisten around the device. I worked it in and out of me faster.
A warm hand suddenly wrapped around my cock. I jumped and quickly opened my eyes. Jacobi was kneeling on the side of my bed. His hand was around my cock. He was jerking it like an expert. Our eyes met, and he took his other hand. He pressed it against my chest, pushing me back down on the bed.
He released my cock and slid his hand over my balls. His finger grazed my taint, and then he removed the toy from my hole. He ran his fingers over my barely open anus and slid two fingers inside of me. I moaned softly.
Jacobi said, “I really wanna fuck you. Can I?”
I looked him in the eyes. I could see the hunger, lust, and desire in them. In all honesty, his gaze terrified me. No one had looked at me with so much intention before. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest. Jacobi placed his heavy hand on my chest.
“You don’t want it?” He asked with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
As he slowly backed away, I reached out and grabbed hold of his hand. He stopped moving and gazed his eyes upon me.
“I don’t want you to regret it. Not like you did when you kissed me,” I told him.
He smirked and said, “I didn’t regret it. I just wanted to give it space to see how I’d feel without you as a reminder.”
“I want to feel you inside of me,” I whispered to him.
Jacobi rolled me onto my stomach. He ran his strong hands up and down my spine, massaging my back. I just sort of melted under his touch. The tension in my body and muscles vanished. Jacobi climbed on top of me. He sat on my backside. I could feel his bare thighs against mine. His erection felt heavy in his shorts. It was resting against my right booty cheek.
“Look at me, Thorne,” he instructed.
I looked back over my shoulder, and our lips met. As we kissed over and over, I could feel him grind against my booty. The heat from his body felt amazing. He moved his hands lower until they were cuffing my ass. My cock throbbed against the mattress and my stomach. I let out a soft moan, and Jacobi dragged his tongue across my neck.
His tongue traveled down my spine. He took in the taste of my flesh. His tongue ran over the curvatures of my ass. He pried my cheeks apart and exposed my winking hole to himself. He pushed his face between my cheeks. His long tongue pressed against my pucker, and I instantly arched my back and moaned.
“Oh my God,” I cried out. “Eat me. Eat my hole.”
He spat on my hole and then pushed his tongue and thumb inside of me. My body rocked back and forth against his tongue. I could feel it push inside of me. I reached back and spread my cheeks. He pushed his tongue deeper into my hole. His saliva ran down onto my ball sack.
Jacobi removed his tongue, and then he was sitting on my ass again. I could feel his throbbing member against my taint. He slapped me on my ass and watched in joy as it shook for him. He ran the length of his cock across my hole.
“You taste so good,” he said as if he were a secret admirer. “Feel good too.”
He pressed the fat head of his cock against my ring and then pushed. The head popped in, and I let out a moan and kicked my legs out. More of his cock slid inside of me as I bit down on the sheets. Jacobi began to fuck my little hole. His thick cock spread me open, and he took me. Each thrust made the bed squeak.
“It’s so big and deep,” I groaned.
He wrapped his arm around my neck and drilled my hole. I could feel it moving, sliding, and guiding in and out of me. He went deeper and deeper inside of me. I could feel his balls smashing into mine. My hole felt perfectly stretched and wet. I started to bounce back and forth on his cock. Jacobi gripped my hips and pounded me.
He rolled onto his side and carried me with him. His dick felt thicker and fuller. He fucked my hole harder and faster. He pulled on my nipples and used his fingertips to draw circles around them. I could feel my cock leaking precum all over the bed. I stroked my dick, trying desperately to meet his stroke game. Jacobi slid his cock out of my hole. He took his hefty member and tapped my balls with it and then slid it back inside my hot juices.
“Fuck! I should‘ve been fucked you,” Jacobi whispered in my ear.
His cock drilled into my abused hole. I felt nothing but pleasure and liquid running down my thigh. Jacobi’s cock felt incredible inside of me. He bit down on my shoulder and pumped me full of his cock. He flipped me onto my back and began to fuck me missionary.
I grabbed a handful of his thick ass with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. He looked down at me. His face was twisted with pleasure. Sweat poured from his body. He pounded me harder and deeper.
“Don’t stop. Pound me like that,” I told him. “I’m bout to cum.”
I couldn’t hold it. He was hitting a spot that felt so good inside of me. I stroked my cock a few more times and then cried out as I exploded. I covered my chest and stomach with sticky cum. He fucked me faster. His eyes began to roll.
“I’m bout to cum in you,” he said. Jacobi pushed one final time inside of me, and then he blew his load deep in my guts.
Jacobi pulled out of me and rolled onto his back. I couldn’t think or move. The only thing that was on my mind was sleep. I blinked, and the next thing I knew, my alarm was going off. I picked up my phone and turned it off. Jacobi turned in the bed next to me and draped his arm over my body. I was slammed with the memories of everything we had done last night.
“Oh God,” I said to myself as I buried my face in my hands.
I eased out of the bed and slipped my underwear, robe, and put my Beats in my ear. I walked out of the room and just as “Cozy” by Beyoncé began playing in my ear, I saw him. He was walking down the quiet hall heading in my direction. His head was down, and he was shaking the excess water from his dark, semi-curly hair.
The only thing that he was wearing was a pair of tight-fitted green boxer briefs. His thighs were thick, and his chest was starting to develop. He didn’t have abs, but I could make out where they were starting to form. His tanned skin was smooth, and those nipples were the perfect color of pink.
He tossed his head back and then dropped it perfectly. I was in his direct line of sight. His smooth face and long chin were a perfect contrast. His dark green eyes cast a perfect spell on the room. He licked his full pink lips with a bit of subtleness. His hands moved and quickly covered the front of his underwear. His modesty was intriguing. I stopped moving and just stood still. He moved past me, and as he did, both our heads turned in the direction of the other.
He moved past me, and my head followed. I got a glimpse of his beautifully shaped backside. He felt my eyes on him because he looked back over his shoulder and gave me a head nod. I snapped my head back forward and began to walk down the hall. I couldn’t help but look back once more, and I saw him enter the room directly across from mine.
***
“Are you fucking listening to me?” Eli asked as they waved their hand in my face.
“What? Yes, I’m listening to you,” I answered dishonestly.
Eli twisted their face. “Bitch you lie like a cheap rug from Wal-Mart.”
I laughed and replied. “Well, I’d rather lie like a rug than look like a used one.” I gave a naughty side eye as I finished my statement.
“Okay bitch. Clock my tea.” Eli took a sip of their green tea and then leaned in close. “You look refreshed. Who dick you rode last night?”
“I tried out the toy you gave me,” I said. That was partially true.
“No. I know what it looks like when it’s a toy and when it’s the real deal. Someone clapped those big ass cheeks. It’s okay, though. You don’t have to tell me just yet.”
“Thank you,” I said with a smile.
Eli shook their head and smiled. “Are we going to this party tonight? I think it’ll be fun. We need some fun.
“Sure. Why not?”
***
My first college party had me overthinking things. I changed my clothes two hundred times. I hadn’t seen Jacobi all day, and I had no idea what to think about our sexual encounter. My brain was all over the place, to put it mildly. I finally felt confident in my fit and headed out to meet Eli.
We went to the Phi house, where the party was being held. We walked in to the sound of “Cherry” by Zenos playing. People were moving about, drinking and dancing. The vibe was chill as fuck. I moved through the house with Eli, just taking in everything.
“I wanna dance. Let’s hit the floor,” Eli said as they pulled me across the house.
We moved to the dance floor and Eli started to move their body. I felt nervous and stiff, but I wasn’t going to leave Eli alone on the dance floor. I moved my body to the beat. Near the corner of the dance floor, I saw Sam and Peter dancing together. Seeing them unlocked my envy. I couldn’t pull my eyes off of them.
Eli saw the change in my eyes and my body language. They turned and looked over their shoulder and spotted the two of them. Eli looked at me and rolled their eyes.
“You still want Peter?” They asked.
“When I see him, I just get so frustrated and horny,” I confessed to him. “I don’t know why he still has a freakin’ hold on me.”
“Maybe it’s because you haven’t had closure yet. He never really told you why he moved the way he did and cheated on Sam. You need closure, Emory.”
“Maybe. Right now, I need the bathroom more than anything,” I said with a playful smile.
I turned the corner, and my shoulder tapped into someone. I had not been paying attention to my surroundings. It was the guy from across the hall. He looked good in his denim and sleeveless t-shirt. He had a black Stetson on and a pair of boots. This guy was a true cowboy in the making.
“Sorry,” I apologized. “I didn’t see you right there.”
He smiled. All thirty-two of his teeth were on display.
“It’s okay,” he said. His voice was that of a Southern cowboy. I couldn’t help but smile to myself.
“I’m Kade Wilshire,” he introduced himself and extended his hand out to me.
I extended mine and said, “It’s nice to meet you, Kade. I’m Emory Thornton.”
Our hands touched. We shook them, and for some reason, we laughed. Nothing funny had been said or done. It just felt lighter.
“Thor? Are you okay?”
I dropped Kade’s hand and turned around. Sam was standing behind us. He had a look on his face that I didn’t fully understand.
“Sam, this is Kade, and Kade, this is Sam. Kade lives across the hall from me, and I slept with Sam’s boyfriend.”
Kade’s eyes bulged, and I stood there with a funny smirk on my face. I had found, hopefully, another friend. At least that was the way things seemed.
TO BE CONTINUED
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