Brett

Chapter 4

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Brett was gloating at the power he had proven he had over both me and Harvey, even as he finished moving all three of our lockers over into a quiet corner, keeping us all naked the whole time, then surveying what he clearly saw as his property as he threw his clothes on, happy to leave my saliva on his cock, and even making me kiss his shit hole and his cockhead one last time before heading out, even making Harvey help him by making Harvey hold Brett’s cock as I kissed it one last time.

Harvey may have been even more surprised than me as Brett headed off, and I started putting myself together, even as Harvey seemed to remain half hard.

Harvey looked at me as I started to dress.

"You really ok?"

I had no idea how to respond, and little clue as to what Harvey might be thinking.

Harvey put his hand on my shoulder. "I mean really."

 

I wasn't sure any guy had ever seemed so sincere before.

I looked at him.

"Any chance you have a few minutes?"

Fuck.  I really had no idea what was happening.

"Look.  I know i'm not all that popular, but you've been cool, honestly."

Shit.  Harvey was one of the best wrestlers on the team, no matter how odd he may seem.  Plus he had one of the tightest bodies, and his dick, while not the biggest, was nothing to be ashamed of.

Harvey sat down by me.  His cock was clearly still half hard.  I could even see some cum lingering on his cockhead, and I barely resisted the temptation to lean over and lick it up.

His hand moved down my back.  He knew I had more time for him.

"This may sound crazy, but have you ever really kissed a guy?"

I was still trying to figure out what was actually going on here, even as he moved even closer.  Of course he knew I had, since Brett had just barely made the two of us kiss after Brett finished his last piss down my throat.

But as Harvey’s lips touched mine, it hit me.  This may actually be the gayest guy i've ever been with.

His tongue slowly penetrated my mouth, as his hand slipped further down to my still leaking ass. 

 

I couldn’t help but suck slowly on his tongue, as he slowly fucked my mouth with it.

The dressing room was totally quiet as Harvey actually started making love to me.  I went hard and came so fast I would have been embarrassed with anyone else, but I was honestly simply overwhelmed.

Harvey mounted me and shot almost as soon as his cockhead went inside my swollen hole, but he wasn't anywhere close to finishing, as he started kissing me yet again, and came a second time, breeding my hole more tenderly than anything I ever could have dreamed of.

When he really seemed spent, he held my face and kissed my lips more tenderly than ever.

"I hope i'm doing ok.  I know I'm not Brett or anything, but I really am happy you're so kind to me."

I was certain no one had any idea this kind of Harvey even existed.

I almost cried as I slowly sucked off Harvey’s cum-covered dick, shocked at how perfectly his still hard cock fit almost perfectly in my mouth.  Of course I didn’t stop there, licking his balls, even his perfect ass, as he continued to play with my leaking hole.

And he still wasn't done…

"I know Brett's gonna make us do stuff, and I know I’ll never be able to say no to him, but I really do want to spend time with you alone if that's ok."

I just kept being speechless.  I was still trying to get my head around what a good lover he was, almost despite everything I thought I knew about him.

And I hadn't even begun to get my head around how Brett was going to deal with what he had started.  Let alone what others might do.

We dressed.  Harvey even helped me dress, continuing to tenderly finger my hole, and making sure he knew I know he wasn't going to shower:  "I am gonna look forward to the smell of you, all night long.  Until I get the chance to be with you alone again."

There was no way I could turn down a ride home with him.  Crazy hot car.  Crazy hot body.  Crazy hot lover, to be honest.

I tried to figure out whose spell i was under the most as he tenderly kissed me as I got out of his car.

I had lost count of how many loads were in me.

"Is it too early if I stop by to pick you up at 6?"

I told him I’d leave the back door unlocked.  Told him he would always be welcome, even though I totally forgot I had already promised Brett the same thing.

 

My ass felt good.  My heart felt wonderful.

 

And I drifted off to sleep.