How I Got My Revenge

How I got My Revenge

Chapter 25 Chris

We smelled coffee and food cooking as we approached. Suddenly, someone asked in a surprised voice, “Baker?!” Chris turned to look at chuck and said, “Oh! Shit! Chuck!” I had been behind Chris when I heard it and was thinking, ‘Oh, fuck!’, as Chris had wanted to keep his orientation secret, especially from the basketball crew. Carl then said, “Chris, good morning. Glad Jeremy took my advice and had you crash here instead of having to drive home.” I appreciated Carl doing that for Chris and added, “Yeah, I almost stepped on him when I got out of bed this morning. I forgot he was there.” Chuck grinned at Chris and asked, “Jeremy didn’t let you sleep on the sofa?” Chris thought quickly and replied, “It was my choice. I was more than comfortable on the floor, and I wouldn’t have to worry about Carl waking me when he got up since we didn’t crash until about four this morning.” Carl said, “Good call, but I’m not usually that noisy in the morning. At least I don’t think I am.” I said, “I didn’t say you were noisy, I just gave him the choice.” Carl then changed the subject and said, “Have a seat, Chris. Want some coffee?” Chris said, “Sure, I could use a cup.” I said, “I’ll get us a cup, Carl. You’re already busy with breakfast.” Carl said, “Thanks, Jeremy.” So much for the elephant in the room. Strangely, no one brought up the three-hundred-pound gorilla in the room; where had Chuck slept?

We finished breakfast and while Carl and I cleaned up the dishes, we suggested that Chuck and Carl could shower awhile, Chuck in the common bathroom and Chris (Baker) in the one connected to my bedroom. As they showered and Carl and I did the dishes, I said to Carl, “Thanks for covering for Chris. I had no idea it was Chuck in your room last night.” Carl said, “No problem. I wasn’t sure if Baker, er Chris would want Chuck to know about his sexual preferences.” I replied, "He wants to stay in the closet for now, especially where our basketball friends are concerned. He just started playing with them a few weeks before we did and he’s afraid of how they’d react.” Chuck said, “I’m glad I threw that cover up for him then. How did you know I had someone in my room last night?” I grinned and said, “You usually don’t have your bedroom door closed unless you want privacy.” Carl said, “What if I just didn’t want Baker to feel uncomfortable with me about. Maybe I wanted to give you privacy?” I grinned and said, “Good point, but Chris saw you head into the bathroom this morning and noticed a hairy leg sticking out from under the covers in your bed while you were in the bathroom.” Carl grinned and said, “Oh. Well, I guess the cats out of the bag for Chuck and me too.” I said, “I’m sure that won’t be a problem. Chris won’t say anything.” Carl then looked at me, grinning, and asked, “So, you and Baker have fun last night?” I said, “Yeah! The concert was lit! We both had an awesome time.” Carl grinned at me, “I wasn’t talking about the concert.” I smiled and felt my face flush, “I kinda figured that. We did have a good time after the concert. Once we got back, we grabbed a drink and went out back and found you had already had a fire which was still smoldering a little. I threw more wood on, and we talked. Don’t say anything, but he’s a virgin, or was.” Carl grinned and said, “So, you got his cherry. Awesome!” I corrected him, “Not exactly. I didn’t want to rush him, so we only had oral sex.” Carl replied, “So no spit-roasting tonight?” I couldn’t help but grin, “No spit roasting. I want to give him time.” Carl smiled and said, “No problem, Jeremy. You have a good heart. Besides, I had a pretty good time myself last night with Chuck.” I asked, “Yeah, how did that happen?” A deep voice with a New York/Philly accent asked, “How did what happen?” I turned to find Chuck standing behind us, grinning. Carl turned as well. I’m sure I had turned a bit pink as Chuck said, “I had a great time with Carl last night and yes, I like sex with guys if you want to know. I would ask that you not say anything to the guys we play ball with, but if they find out I like taking it up the ass and like fucking guy’s asses, so what. Fuck ‘em if they got a problem wit it.” I appreciated Chuck’s attitude and said to him, “Look, Chuck, what you and Carl did behind closed doors last night is your business and I’m sure Chris, Baker as you know him, won’t say anything either.” Chuck asked with a grin, “How do you know that, and how does he know I wasn’t sleeping on the floor in Carl’s bedroom like he was in yours?” Carl answered, “Um, I kind of left the bedroom door open last night when I went to take a piss. Apparently, Baker noticed your leg sticking out from under the covers when he passed by. Sorry.” Chuck shrugged, “No problem. I don’t care if he knows.”

Just then, Chris walked into the doorway and asked, “Jeremy, do you mind if I return your boxers tomorrow? I’d rather wear them than the underwear I wore yesterday and had on all day.” I replied, “That’s fine. If you’d like, you can throw them in the with our wash. We need to do wash anyway. I’ll return them after they’re clean.” Chris said, “That’s fine. I’m going to head home to take care of a few things before we play ball.” I said, “Ok. See you there, and thanks for taking me with you to see Avenged Sevenfold. That concert was so fuckin’ lit!” Chris smiled, showing those deep dimples, “Yeah it was. I’m glad you came with me. I’ll see you guys later.” The three of us said in unison, “Later, Baker (I said Chris)!” After Chris closed the door, Chuck said, “I wouldn’t mind getting a piece of his young ass.” Carl and I laughed. Carl admitted, “He does look pretty hot, especially that tight body of his.” I kept my mouth shut. Chuck then said, “I should head home myself so I can change for our game.” I decided to let Carl say his goodbye in private as I said, “I’ll see you later at the game, Chuck. I’m going to get in the shower.” As I left, Carl said to Chuck, “Hey, sorry about leaving the door open last night. I didn’t mean to out you. I had a great time last night.” Chuck smiled and said, “Don’t worry about it. I had a great time too. I wouldn’t mind doing it again soon. I wouldn’t mind getting some of your roommate, either. Is he gay? Have you and him done anything?” Carl smiled and said, “What a dog you are. If you want to know about Jeremy’s sexual orientation, you’ll have to ask him.” Chuck said, “I heard he was seeing your sister, and they broke up, but I thought maybe he might swing both ways. Wouldn’t that be an interesting development, your sister’s ex and you getting it on.” Carl just laughed and said, “That would be a different scenario.” Carl and Chuck kissed and felt each other up and then he left, leaving Carl hard as a rock. He thought about getting in the shower with Jeremy and possibly the two of them having another session, but decided against it and took care of himself in the other shower.

Carl and I threw our laundry in the washer and did some yard work while we waited for it to get done. Once finished mowing the lawn and pulling some weeds, we went back in to move the laundry to the dryer. As we did, I asked Carl, “So, what do you think of Chuck?” Carl said, “I like him and we talked about doing it again, but I’m not sure it would be anything permanent.” That got my curiosity, “Why is that?” Carl grinned, “The guy’s a player. You heard what he said about wanting a piece of Baker, or Chris.” I replied, “Says the guy who’d like to spit roast Chris with me.” Carl smiled, “Before he left, he asked about you. He’d like to get in your pants as well.” I grinned and asked, “Really? What did you tell him?” Carl said, “I told him he’d have to ask you about anything that personal.” I looked at Carl and asked, “So, you didn’t say anything about us?” Carl said, “Nope. He did ask though and I skirted around it. I think that’s something he should talk to you about.” I said, “Thanks. So, do you like him?” Carl said, “Chuck? Sure I do, but like I said, he seems like a player and I don’t think he wants anything serious. Can I ask you something?” I said, “Of course.” Carl asked, “If given the opportunity, would you want to join in a three-way with him?” I laughed and said, “Maybe. It might be fun.” Carl then said, “So, you only had oral sex with Baker. If you want, I could make myself scarce tonight. You could have him over again and see where things go.” I said, “I appreciate it, but he may already have plans.” Carl said, “Why don’t you find out later and let me know.” I replied, “I guess I could ask him after the game, maybe at the Flying None, but what would you do.” Carl said, “I think I can find somewhere to go. Don’t worry about me.” I replied, "I appreciate it, Carl. You still good about us?” Carl smiled and said, “Of course, as long as you are. I meant what I said about seeing where things go, and so far, I’m kind of liking our arrangement.” I looked Carl in his eyes and said, “I do too, but I also miss the intimacy we had.” Carl smiled, “I miss it too, and maybe we can some day have that again, but then again, maybe we’ve missed that flight.” I thought about what he’d just said, and half of me was disappointed and the other half felt liberated.

We arrived at the park. Carl and I ended up on different teams for the first time. Chuck was on my team with Mike, and Chris (Baker) was on the team with Carl and Aaron. We lost by one point. No one was feeling too badly about it. Everyone fought hard and the best team won. We all made our way to the Flying None and our team bought the first round as we all laughed and joked about what had happened during the game. That was the great thing about our games; we all played our hearts out and there were times there were some heated moments, but both teams always cooled things down, and everyone came away with no ill feelings toward anyone else. It was just a great time with good friends. I realized it was a very great idea by someone to not have the same teams every week. Mike and Aaron were a lot smarter than anyone knew. There could never be a rivalry developing between two teams since they were always changing. Only Aaron and Mike would always be on separate teams, and they seemed to be great friends.

I was up at the bar ordering two beers for Carl and I when I heard a familiar voice, “Hey, Jeremy, I hope things are cool with you and Carl after last night.” I asked, “Why wouldn’t they be?” Chuck hesitated for a moment before saying, “I wasn’t sure what kind of arrangement you and Carl have, and after Baker saw me in Carl’s bed.” Chuck stopped there, waiting for my reaction. I believed he was trying to feel me out without coming straight out and asking me. I decided I’d just give him an answer to his question and see how he reacted, “Carl and I have an understanding; what he does in his bedroom is his business and vice versa.” I could tell Chuck was hoping for more, “So you already knew he was. Oh, hi Jimmy. Could I get another?” Jimmy had brought my beers over and Chuck stopped the conversation so Jimmy wouldn’t hear anything. I paid Jimmy and said to Chuck, “To answer your question, yes, I know.” I smiled and went back to the table leaving Chuck at the bar waiting for his beer.

As I approached the table, Carl was talking to Chris. I sat down and said, “Sorry, Chris. I should have asked if you needed one.” Chris said, “That’s ok. I’m not in a hurry. I’m probably only going to have one more.” Chuck returned and sat down with us, and the conversation went to our game and then morphed into discussions about the upcoming NFL season. Chris eventually went up to get another beer and grabbed one for Carl and I as well. Chuck noticed that there was no one playing pool and asked, “Hey, do you guys want to play partners in some eight ball?” I said, “No thanks. I was going to head back home after this beer.” Chris replied, “Yeah, I’m about to head home myself. I have some things I need to do. I can walk back with you as far as the park, Jeremy.” Carl then said to me, “I’m going to play a game with Chuck. I’ll see you back at the house.” With no one else able to see, Carl gave me a quick wink.

Chris and I left the bar and Chris asked me, “Do you think Chuck bought what Carl said about me sleeping on the floor?” I shrugged and said, “I think so, but I’m not sure.” Chris then said, “I really did have a great time last night, thanks.” I looked over and said, “You’re the one who asked me to the concert and bought the tickets.” Chris said, “That’s not what I meant.” I smiled and said, “I know, but if you hadn’t asked me to go to the concert with you, the rest may never have happened.” Chris grinned and nodded, “You have no idea how long it took me to get up the courage to ask you.” I said, “Well, I’m glad you did.” Just then I received a text. I saw it was from Carl and opened it, “Going over to Chuck’s for dinner. He’s going to make spaghetti. I’ll probably be late or maybe I’ll see you in the morning. Either way, the house should be all yours tonight.” I replied, “Thanks.” I then asked Chris, “Do you have any plans for tonight?” Chris replied, “Not really. I was just going to play some video games and maybe study. Why?” I replied, "I was wondering if you’d like to come over and we could grill something for dinner out back. I have some burger or if you’d rather, I could pick us each up a steak.” Chris smiled and said, “I’d be happy with either, but what about Carl?” I smiled and said, “That text I just received was Carl. He was letting me know I was on my own for dinner. He’s having dinner at Chuck’s and won’t be home until late if at all.” Chris asked, “What do you mean by if at all.” I grinned at what he may have inferred from what I said, “If he gets his way, he’ll be at Chuck’s all night.” Chris grinned, “Oh. Guess he wants to pick up where they left off last night.” I smiled and said, “If you’d like, maybe we can too.” Chris smiled and turned a shade redder, “I’d like that. What time would you like me to come by?” I thought about it and said, “It’s almost three now. How about around five or six?” Chris replied, “That should give me enough time. See you then.” I hadn’t realized that we were already at the park as Chris began heading in a different direction than me, “See you this evening, Chris!”

As soon as I got home, I jumped in my car and ran to the store for some steaks and other things. When I returned, Carl was just walking in the door. As we entered the house, I thanked him and he replied by saying, “No problem. I had a great time last night with Chuck and apparently, he did too. Making me dinner tonight was his idea. I’m going to get ready.” I suddenly had mixed emotions. On one hand, I was happy that Carl was into Chuck and on the other hand wondered if that’s what I truly wanted. I smiled to myself as I thought, ‘This is what we had decided we wanted to try. I needed to see it through. After all, I still wasn’t sure what I wanted. One thing I did realize is that so far, I had not considered asking a girl out.’

I cleaned myself up both inside and out and then went into the kitchen to prepare the food. Carl was just going in for a shower as he said, “Fuck, I’m running late!” I just laughed and thought he was acting like someone who didn’t want to be late for a date. Then again, I guess he was. I had prepped the steaks and had put the potatoes in the oven to prebake them when I heard the doorbell. I opened the door and let Chris in, “You’re pretty prompt, unlike Carl.” Chris asked, “What do you mean?” Just then, Carl walked out of the bathroom and was surprised to see Chris was already there, “Oh! Sorry. Didn’t know you were already here.” Chris and I both laughed as a naked Carl entered his room and closed the door. I was still laughing when I said to Chris, “Well, now you’ve seen the front side of him.” Chris’ face was bright red. I led Chris into the kitchen so I could check on the potatoes. Chris saw the steaks and asked, “Aren’t these filets?” I said, “Yeah, I put a little rum on them. What do you think.” He replied, “I think you didn’t have to spend money on filet mignon.” I smiled and said, “They were on sale, besides, I wanted to impress my guest.” I felt a chest against my back and two arms came around me and I was suddenly in a hug. Carl’s voice said in a whisper that I’m sure Chris heard anyway, “You mean date. I’ll see you tomorrow." Then he let me go and said, “Have a good time, guys. Good game today, Baker.” With that, Carl was closing the door behind him.

I turned from the counter and asked, “Want a drink?” Chris said, “Sure. A beer would be fine if you have one.” I pulled two beers from the fridge and handed Chris one. He said, “Thanks. Mind if I asked you a personal question?” I smiled and said, “Sure, but I reserve the right not to answer.” Chris asked me, “Was Carl your first time with a guy?” I smiled and nodded, “Yes, he was. It kind of simmered for a while. I thought it was just us bonding and he was treating me like a brother, but one day things changed, and nothing happened right away, but there were little things that I began to notice as well as feel. One day we were messing around with a nerf football. We ended up wrestling for it on the bed and we suddenly realized we were both hard. It was the first time a guy sucked my cock.” Chris smiled and said, “Thanks for sharing that with me. I’m glad you were my first. The first cock I sucked and the first person to suck my cock. I’ll always cherish last night.”  I smiled and said, “Thank you, Chris. I was glad I was your first.” We set our beers down and kissed. He was definitely getting better at it as our tongues dueled back and forth. As we broke our kiss, I asked him, “Maybe after dinner, and if you’d like, we could take it to the next level.” Chris smiled, showing those cute dimples and said, “I’d like that, but I’m nervous about it also.” I said, “It’s ok. I was nervous as hell myself on my first time, both topping and bottoming. You’ll be fine.” He replied, “We’ll see.”

I took the potatoes out of the oven to allow them to cool enough to handle then washed my hands. I could feel Chris’ eyes on me and as I turned to look at him, he smiled sheepishly and asked, “How long do they need to cool?” I grinned and said, “Long enough.” I dropped to my knees and pulled his shorts down around his ankles. His plaid boxer couldn’t hold his hard cock inside as it popped out of its fly. There was a clear drop of precum at its tip. I quickly licked it off before lowering his boxers. His cock slid down as the waistband pushed it under and then popped right back to attention once it cleared. I looked up at a smiling Chris before taking short licks at his steely shaft. I pulled it up against his abdomen and dark pubic bush to access his large balls. I licked at them and took each one in my mouth, bathing it in my saliva before moving to the other. I then released his balls from my mouth and began licking his hard shaft from base to the corona of the head. I stopped there each time and grinned at the increasing amount of precum collecting at its tip and on Chris’s abs. Chris was moaning with pleasure as his cock began twitching each time my tongue contacted the base of his cock. Soon his precun was running down the hard shaft. It tasted so sweet with a hint of saltiness. By the time I released his throbbing cock from against his abs, there was a large shiny, wet spot on his abs and his pubic bush looked like he just emerged from the shower. Then I took him into my mouth and he shivered from the sensation of my warm mouth and togue as I swirled it around, savoring the taste of him. Chris groaned, “Fuuuuck.” As I began sliding my mouth back and forth over his hard shaft and spongy head as his precum continued to flood my mouth with its sweetness. His fingers began running through my hair as I worked on his cock, at times going all the way to the base where my nose became wet from his precum-soaked bush of dark hair. Chris was taking shorter breaths and tugged at my shoulders, “Maybe I should take a turn cause I’m getting close.” I shook my head as I continued. Chris groaned, “Oh fuuuck I getting close” then suddenly, “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I was on him to the root and felt his balls tighten against my chin and his cock seemed to swell before his cock began firing ropes of cum down my throat. I pulled back some because I wanted to savor that sweet, creamy seed of his in my mouth. He gave me a mouthful as his hands were on my shoulders steadying himself. As his orgasm ebbed and the last drops of his seed were deposited in my mouth, I slowly pulled off of his cock, making sure my lips and tongue collected every drop of his creamy cum. I looked up into the smiling and flushed face of Chris, still catching his breath. I slowly stood up and grinned at his cute expression before going in for a cummy kiss. We snowballed his cum back and forth until it was consumed by us both. As we broke the kiss, I asked him, “How was that for an appetizer?” He smiled and said, “One of the best I’ve ever had, but don’t you want me to take care of you now?” I smiled and said, “Thanks for the offer, but it will have to wait until after we eat. I need to get these potatoes ready.”

I sent Chris out to put some logs in the fire pit and light it to prepare it for the food. I sliced the baking potatoes in half and then scooped out their contents, then mashed them. I mixed in the bacon bits I had prepared earlier, cheese, fresh basil and some other spices and then scooped it back into the empty potato shell halves. Then I wrapped them in tin foil. I then seasoned the husked ears of corn before wrapping them in tin foil with several tabs of butter. We took them and the steaks out to the fire. I prepped the grill and then, when the fire was tame enough, put the food on. Once the steaks were flipped, I moved the corn and potatoes back from the direct heat. Soon we were scarfing down filet mignon, twice-baked potatoes, and corn on the cob. I didn’t need to ask, nor did Chris have to tell me if he was enjoying the meal, as he devoured everything. By the look on his face, I was half afraid he was going to challenge me for the few bites I had left. Once we had finished, I looked over at Chris and smiled, “You have some butter on your mouth.” And then I picked up a napkin and motioned for Chris to lean toward me. As he leaned over, instead of wiping the butter from his chin, I licked it off and then brought my mouth to his and we kissed, sharing the salty sweet butter and the taste of each other’s lips and tongues.

After we cleaned up, we drank another beer out by the dwindling fire and then headed inside. As soon as we set our empty beers down on the counter, we kissed while removing each other’s clothes. As soon as we were both naked, Chris dropped to his knees and began working on my cock and balls. He had already improved on last night’s performance, obviously trying to emulate what I had done to him. He wasn’t ready for deepthroating yet though as he choked and gagged several times trying to take too much. It was sweet that he was attempting it though. I coached him on and encouraged him for the great job he was doing which seemed to make him work that much harder. I soon let him know that I was on the verge of cumming. He seemed to begin sucking harder, trying to draw the cum out of my balls. I suddenly announced, “Chris! I’m about to cum! Fuck! Oh!” My cock throbbed, filling his mouth with my seed. He glanced up with his innocent eyes as if asking when I was going to stop the flood as it was seeping out of the corners of his mouth and down to his chin. I slowly pulled out of his mouth as I caught my breath. Chris looked up at me smiling with some of my cum hanging from his chin. I wished I had my phone at the time so I could have taken a picture. He looked so cute. I pulled him up and licked his face clean and then we shared my cum until it was snowballed away. As we broke the kiss I said, “Not quite an after-dinner mint.” Chris chimed in, “No, better.”

Leaving our clothes in the kitchen, I took his hand and led him into my bedroom. We cuddled and kissed for a while before Chris asked, “Does it hurt? I mean, is it painful?” I understood right away and replied, “At first, there is some pain and discomfort. How much depends on both the top and the bottom. First, the top must make sure he prepares the bottom, especially if it’s their first time. Then he has to enter him slowly, observing the bottom’s reaction. Secondly, the bottom needs to relax, not tense up while he’s being penetrated. The more tense they are, the more painful the entry will be.” Chris seemed to listen intently and then asked, “So then what’s the point, unless it’s just for the pleasure of the top?” I smiled, “Do you remember how you reacted when I slid my finger inside you?” All of a sudden, a huge dimple-filled grin blossomed on Chris’ face, “Yeah! What was that! It made me cum almost instantly.” I said, “That was a male sexual organ that most only associate with cancer and the fact that without it, you lose your sexual drive. In reality, it is a sexual organ that when stimulated, can give you extreme pleasure. The problem is, it’s located inside you and the only way to stimulate it is from the inside.” Chris tilted his head some as if trying to process what I was saying, “So, you’re saying God put something in us guys that only another guy could get to?” I shook my head and said, “I’m not drawing any religious inferences into this. I’m just telling you what you felt last night.” Chris smiled slightly, “Yeah, sorry, I didn’t mean to bring religion into this conversation. I guess I ruined the mood.” I smiled and said, “Nonsense. You’re questions made me want to share the experience with you that much more, that is if you still want to.” Chris’ dimples came into full bloom again, “Please. I think after last night and what you just told me, I think I’d like to experience it and I’d like it to be with you, Jeremy.” I smiled and said, “The first thing before having anal sex and being the bottom is to make sure you are cleaned out, and that’s not a fun thing.” Chris interrupted me and said, “Yeah, I know. After last night I looked into that and I took care of that when I was at my apartment. You’re right, it’s not pleasant, but it’s a lot less embarrassing.” I was surprised, “So you already cleaned yourself?” Chris said, “Yeah, better at home than here, am I right?” I smiled, “Yeah it is. Good, then we’re both ready. Let’s get warmed up.” I climbed over Chris in a sixty-nine position and we each took each other’s cocks in our mouths and began to bob away. I wet a finger and began teasing at the entrance to his hole. He got the message and began doing the same to me. Suddenly, I stopped and said, “I’m sorry. I have to check on something. I’ll be right back.” I think it startled Chris, but I had just thought of something and needed to get an ok before I continued.

I returned and apologized for the interruption. Chris said, “I thought I did something wrong.” I said, “No, you’re doing everything right at the moment which is why I had to stop and check with, I mean on something.” He looked up at me questioningly as if still wondering if he had done something and I smiled down at him and kissed him passionately. I grabbed a tube of lube from a storage door in my headboard and then we got back into a sixty-nine position with Chris on top so I could have a better view of his sweet bubble-butt. We resumed sucking each other’s cocks. I periodically moved to licking his balls, then would go back to taking his cock in my mouth. He tried emulating what I was doing. I squeezed some lube onto my fingers of my left hand and began teasing at his tight ring once more. He began moaning on my cock in anticipation. I pressed my ring finger to his pucker and pushed inside. He let out a loud groan on my cock and I tasted a flood of extra precum from his cock as it throbbed from the intrusion into his hole. Once my finger was fully inside, I began circling it around, loosening him up. He was now constantly moaning on my cock. He wasn’t even trying to emulate what I was doing as both his hands were tightly gripping the back of my legs just beneath my butt. I added a second finger which caused him to moan a little louder. I slowed down on sucking his cock, since I didn’t want him to cum just yet as my ring and middle finger were barely touching his prostate. As I added a third finger, his moans went to a slightly higher pitch as I fingered and stretched his hole to prepare it for my cock. I had to move my hips up and down to slide my cock in his mouth as he seemed to have lost his concentration on sucking me. After a couple minutes, I sensed he was on the verge of ejaculation. I removed my fingers and pulled off his cock to his dismay. I then asked him, “Are you ready for me to fuck that virgin ass?” Chris pulled off my cock and said nervously, “I think so.” I then said, “I’ve been tested in the past couple weeks as has Carl and we use condoms when we’re with anyone but each other. We also use prep as secondary protection. Since you’re a virgin, I can make an exception if you’d like me to fuck you bareback. I’m leaving that choice up to you.” Chris seemed to ponder it for a moment and said, “Ok, but don’t cum inside me.” I nodded and then climbed out from under him and moved behind him as he remained on all fours. I asked lubed up my cock and then asked, “Ready?” He glanced over his shoulder and said, “I think so but be gentle.” I smiled and said, “Of course.” At first I just wedged my slickened shaft between his muscular cheeks and slid up and down, enjoying the feel of them pressing against my rigid cock. Chris was taking deep breaths as my cock glided between his cheeks. I moved back and had him spread his knees slightly further apart. I smiled as I noticed his stiff cock between his legs had a string of precum hanging from its tip. I then pushed the head of my cock against his tight ring and slid around his entrance, teasing his hole. He took in a sharp breath in anticipation. I said, “Just relax and it will be easier.” He laughed nervously and said, “Relax? That’s easy for you to say.” It was then that I pressed against his hole. I held his right hip as I guided my cock to the resisting ring and pressed against it until it yielded to the pressure. Chris let out a yelp and then groaned, “Fuck! It burns! Holy fuck!” I stopped with the head of my cock just inside him, “Relax. Let your body get used to it and the pain will subside or would you rather I stop.” It took a moment before Chris replied, “No. Don’t stop. I want this. I want you to fuck me. I just need a few more seconds.” I said, “Take all the time you need. When you feel you want more, move back onto me. You decide how much you can take.” A few seconds later, he pressed back and took more of my cock inside himself. He continued to slowly impale himself on my cock. He’d taken about three quarters of my cock when I released his right hip and reached beneath him and took hold of his cock. The suddenness of my hand around his cock caused him to jerk back and he let out a sharp yelp. His hard buns were now pressed tightly against my crotch. Chris said in a surprised tone, “Oh my God! Your whole cock is inside me!” I leaned over his back and kissed his neck tongued his right ear and said, “It feels so good inside your sweet, hot, tight ass. Let me know when you’re ready for me to start.” Chris nodded, then bent his neck back, allowing be better access to lick and kiss it. He purred as I did, then said, “I’m ready.” I continued to lick and kiss his neck and ear lobe as I began to slowly tug outward and then slowly ease back fully inside him. Chris purred, “Oh, fuck. Your cock feels so good inside me.” I asked, “So, the initial pain is gone?” He replied, “Not completely, but your cock feels so good sliding inside me, I don’t care about the little bit of pain.” I said, “Ok. I’m going to start moving a little faster and taking longer strokes. Let me know if it’s too much.” He nodded. I slowly sped up and began taking deeper strokes and noticed he began moving back into my forward strokes. He was panting a bit, “huh, huh, oh fuck, uh! Uh! Oooh, yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me! Ohh! Oooo yeah.” Soon, we were slapping groin against ass, the slapping sound mixing with grunts and moans of pleasure. He began begging, “Fuck me! Fuck me, Jeremy! Fuck me harder! Fuck yes!” I don’t know how he figured out how to do it, but his sphincter began clamping around my cock sporadically. I felt my orgasm approaching and stopped. Chris glanced back at me and asked, “What?” I smiled and said, “I don’t want to cum too soon.” I pulled out and said, “Roll over onto your back. I want to see that virgin face take my fuck.” Chris smiled at me sheepishly and started to roll around onto his back. As he did, I noticed a large wet spot of his precum which had oozed from his leaking cock already. Then I noticed several ropes of cum splayed across the bed beneath him. I then realized his sphincter was spasming because he was cumming. Once he was on his back, I said, “You already shot a load?” He showed his deep dimples with a grin and said, “Yeah. I couldn’t hold it back. You fucked it out of me without me touching it.” I smiled and said, “Let’s see if I can fuck some more out of you.” I pulled his legs up onto my shoulders and slowly slid back inside him then slowly resumed my fuck. Chris looked up into my eyes with a look of wonder on his face as I slid back and forth inside him. His mouth was hanging open as he exhaled on each of my inward thrusts. He was still hard as a rock and his cock was leaking precum in a puddle on his abs. His innie (belly button) was already full of the slick liquid. We kept eye contact as he began saying, “Oh, fuck! Oh God, yes. Fuck yes. Right there! Oh fuck! Fuck me! Uh! Oh, Oh, fuck! Oh my God! Fuck! Fuck me!” He began to slightly shudder on each of my strokes in and out until suddenly he cried out, “Oh! Fuck! Fuck!” His hole once again clamped around my shaft and his own cock blasted out a wad of cum across his chest. Then another landed across his chin, some into his open mouth. Several more landed on his chest and abs before just pumping out in a puddle at the tip of his cock. I was about to blow as well and recalled that he didn’t want it inside him, so I pulled out and grabbed my cock to cream his crotch. Instead, he said, “Cum on my face, Jeremy!” I tried climbing up onto his chest, but my cock erupted before I made it. My first shot landed across his face anyway. The next landed on his chest and neck. I made it to his chest in time to finish on his face and in his mouth. We both were trying to catch out breath and as I looked down at him, I began laughing and said, “You are one cummy mess.” He looked up at me with his face spattered with strings of both of our cum and started laughing as well, then said, “That was so fucking lit! You kept hitting that spot! It had me shaking with waves of awesome!” I grinned and said, “I’m glad you enjoyed your first fuck. Let me help clean you up.” I bent down and began licking our cum from his face. He giggled as I did. By the time I was finished, I had a mouthful which I shared with a surprised Chris as I brought my mouth to his before he knew what I was up to. Once he realized what was happening, he welcomed my tongue into his mouth and we snowballed the cum back and forth between us. Eventually, we broke our kiss and I looked into Chris’ eyes. He smiled up at me, then said, “Thank you, Jeremy. That was better than I ever imagined it would be.” I rolled off and laid beside him, “It was awesome for me as well. I can’t believe you came twice without even touching your cock.” Chris laughed and said, “Me neither, but fuck! Once I got used to having your cock inside me, it began feeling really good, especially when you started hitting that spot. It was fire!” I glanced over at him and said, “I’m glad your first time was more than you had expected. How about we get cleaned up in the shower and then have another drink.” Chris turned toward me and said, “If it’s ok with you, I’d rather just have another drink before round two. I don’t mind wearing your cum on me for a while.” I smiled at him and asked, “Are you sure?” There were those dimples again, “Yeah, very sure. I think I like the thought of having your cum on me.” I smiled and felt my cock turn rock hard in that instant. Who was I to deny Chris the pleasure of wearing my cum for a while? I felt like the luckiest guy on the planet at that moment, then Chris asked, “Can we have that drink out by the fire?” I looked at him incredulously, “You want to go outside with our cum on us?” He smiled again and asked, “Why not? Who’s going to know?” I just shook my head and said, “Let’s do it.”

We grabbed our drinks and went out back, wearing only each other’s briefs, Chris’ idea. The coals were still warm enough that we had a nice fire blazing in no time. As we sat there, Chris noticed me smiling at him and asked, “What?” I leaned in and said, “I apparently missed a few spots.” And then licked a shining white spot just in front of his left ear lobe. Chris giggled and said, “That tickles.” We kissed a few times and then sometimes we just stared in each other’s eyes in silence. I was mesmerized by the reflection of the flames from the fire in his eyes.

I noticed the flames going down and decided not to throw any more wood on the fire, at least not yet. We joked around a bit more and I commented on the fact that he seemed to push his butt back into my crotch while playing basketball. He laughed and swore that he was just trying to box me out from the basket. Then a serious expression replaced his smile, “This weekend has been the best I’ve ever had, Jeremy. Thank you.” I smiled and said, “It has been an awesome weekend.” Those dimples broke out again as Chris said, “And it’s not over yet.” I grinned and asked, “Ready for round two or is it three, but who’s counting?” Chris almost jumped up from his chair and said, “I’m ready.” I smiled as I looked to make sure the fire would be ok, then noticed the tent he had in my briefs. I grinned and said, “You know you’re only supposed to get them wet from the outside, right.” He looked down, saw the wet spot, and said, “Too late.” I gave him a smack on his right butt cheek as I followed him into the house, “Ow! Hey!” He turned to say something, but only mumbled because my lips were on his. We had stopped just inside the door and kissed while grinding our crotches together. I broke our kiss and began kissing and licking the his neck and gradually moving down his chest to those quarter sized nipples with the raised nubs. I licked and nibbled on them for a while as he moaned and sighed in pleasure. Then I slowly moved down the valley of those hard six-pack abs to tongue fuck his belly button. Chris giggled and said, “That tickles.” As I slowly kissed my way down his light treasure trail, I noticed the wet spot he’d formed in my briefs had gotten larger and his shiny gel-like precum was oozing through the fabric. I immediately put my mouth on it. It felt odd mouthing the crotch of my own briefs, but it was the prize behind them that mattered. I tasted his sweet precum as I sucked on it through my briefs. Eventually, I had the head of his cock in my mouth even though it had the thin, wet barrier of my briefs between us. Chris was moaning in pleasure with his hands on my shoulders.

After several minutes, Chris was pulling me up, “I’m getting way too close. My turn.” I got up and grinned as he dropped to his knees, then glanced at the door and back to me, “You’re sure we won’t be interrupted?” I smiled down at him and said, “Carl won’t be home tonight, at least not without calling first.” That seemed to assure him. He immediately put his mouth over the wet spot I’d made in his briefs and sucked out the precum, but instead of being satisfied with doing that, he grabbed the waistband of his briefs in his teeth and pulled them down with a little help from one of his hands. As the waistband slid across my cock, it sprang back out and slapped him across his left cheek, leaving a precum wet mark. He just grinned and then took my cock into his mouth. He bobbed on my cock and played with my balls for a few minutes and then I felt a wet finger moving in between my buns. It found its target and I jumped a little as he pushed it inside me. I felt my cock throb and knew I had just expelled a glob of precum into his mouth. He moaned in satisfaction at the reward.  He was soon working his finger in and out of my hole and then it was joined by another finger. After several minutes of this, I had to stop him before I blew my load. He looked up at me with that dimpled smile and asked, “Can I fuck you now.” I smiled down and nodded, “Yes, I’d like to feel you inside me.” He stood up and I turned to head for the bedroom. Chris grabbed my arm and asked, “Where are you going?” I replied, “The bedroom, why, do you want to fuck me right here in the doorway?” His grin gave me my answer. I said, “Ok. Where do you want me?” Chris said, “Why don’t you bend over at the counter here?” He indicated the granite counter in the kitchen near the doorway. I said, “You realize we’ll be in front of the door, right?” Chris grinned and said, “It’s not like anyone could see us unless they walked up your back yard.” He was right and who was I to deprive him of his fantasy. I leaned down onto the counter with my forearms and spread my legs and turned back toward him. He was staring, transfixed, with his eyes on me, or my lower half that is. I smiled and asked, “Is there a problem?” He blushed and said, “No. I just can’t believe I’m about to fuck your awesome, muscular bubble butt. Do you mind if I just hump your butt for a while first? I want to feel my cock sliding between those perfect globes of yours.” I blushed a little at his flattery and said, “Sure, be my guest.” Chris Stepped up behind me and pressed the length of his cock in the valley between my buns. He reached around my waist with his right arm while holding my left hip and pulled tightly against my ass, “Fuck, it feels so good pressed against you like this.” I could feel some wetness at the top of my butt crack, obviously his precum. I began to wonder if he was going to just remain that way, but his hot cock did feel pretty good wedged between my cheeks. Then Chris began slowly sliding his cock up and down between my cheeks. He must have been leaking a lot of precum because soon his cock was slickly sliding between my cheeks, “This is so fire. It feels amazing just like this. I could cum just doing this. Your firm, muscular bubble butt feels so fucking good.” I had to admit it; his precum-slickened, hot, steel shaft felt good sliding between my cheeks. I was taking deep breaths and my own cock was dripping precum onto the floor. After a minute or so of doing that, Chris said, “Fuck, if I keep this up, I’m going to cum soon.” He eased back, and then I felt the slickened tip of his cock probing at my tight ring. I took a deep breath as he pressed inward and I pushed back into him, taking him inside me. He stopped after he had an inch or so inside me and said, “Holy fuck! It’s so tight and hot inside you. Can you take more?” I nodded and felt him feeding more of his cock into me. I drew my head back, “Fuuuck. Yeah, keep going. Give me your hot cock, Chris.” Soon he was pressed tightly against me once again, but this time he was inside me. He whispered behind me, “Oh, my God, it feels so good inside you. Your ass feels so good pressed against me. Fuck! I’m in heaven.” I looked back at him, grinned, and said, “So, angel-boy, fuck me.” He grinned back, showing me those dimples once more and then began slowly fucking me. It felt really good as his cock slid inside my love tunnel. He continued fucking me slowly, like he wanted it to last. He bent over my back and began kissing my shoulder and neck as he slowly pumped away. It felt good, but I was soon ready for more. I turned my head and we kissed briefly before I said, “I want you to fuck me harder, Chris. Give me that cock of yours, hard and deep.” He looked at me and nodded slightly and then began speeding up. I grabbed onto the counter and said, “Yeah! Fuck my ass! Give me that hot cock! Fuck me! Harder! Fuck me! Yes! Pound my hole, Chris!” I had awakened a demon as he began slamming into me fast, hard and deep, giving my prostate a hell of a workout. His breathing was getting more ragged as he continued jackhammering my hole. Suddenly he grabbed my cock and after only two or three pumps, I cried out, “Fuck! I’m cumming!” I felt the surge through my whole body and then my cum began blasting out from my cock in rope after rope against the counter wall and onto the floor. He continued fucking me as I continued cumming, then he yelled, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I felt him begin to pull back, but I put my arm back, holding him in place, and then felt his cock pulsing as he filled me with his cum. Once he had finished emptying his seed in me, he laid across my back, catching his breath. Between breaths, he said, “Wow. Holy fuck. That was so fucking fire! Can we just stay here like this for a while? I don’t want to lose this feeling.” It did feel good. His cock was still hard inside me and his pecs on my back felt like two hard cushions pressed against my shoulders. He began kissing me softly on my neck just under my earlobe and said, “I thought last night was the best, but this night has been unbelievable, Jeremy.” I turned to him and said, “I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Why don’t we get a shower and then have another drink out back?” He nodded, and said, “I’m sorry about that.” I asked, “Sorry about what?” As he slowly pulled his still-hard cock from me, he said, “I didn’t mean to cum inside you. I was going to pull out and” I put my finger to his lips and said, “I know you did, but I stopped you because I wanted you to cum inside me.” There were those dimples again, “Really? I thought..never mind. Thankyou.” I kissed him and asked, “What are you thanking me for?” Chris said, “Everything. Last night and tonight and well, I thought from what we talked about, that you didn’t want to get intimate with me and I think having me cum inside you is being pretty intimate.” I realized what he was saying and said, “Chris, I didn’t mean for what I said to make you think that I didn’t want to be intimate with you. Fuck, nothing could be further from the truth. I just said for you to not expect a relationship between us because there’s a lot going on in my life right now and I don’t want to hurt you, but I really like you, a lot.” Chris looked into my watering eyes and asked, “So, are you saying you want us to keep seeing each other?” I smiled and said, “I would like that very much, but I don’t want to stop you from seeing other people and experiencing other things if you want.” Chris continued looking in my eyes as he said, “The first time I saw you on the court, I wanted you. I wanted to walk out there and kiss you in front of everyone. I wanted to rip your clothes off and worship your body. Then as I got to know you a little bit, I wanted to know more about you, as a person. You’ve got a hot body and a really handsome face, but the more I knew, those physical parts of you didn’t matter anymore, well, I can’t lie, I still love those parts too, but you’re smart and funny, and caring about others. You’re a beautiful person inside and out, Jeremy. I’m so happy I met you and thrilled that we had this weekend together. I’d like to keep doing it, that is as long as you want to.” I smiled, “What you just said was very sweet, Chris. Thank you, but you don’t realize the emotional baggage that comes with really knowing me and there’s a lot.” Chris said, “I’d like to get to know all of it if you’ll let me. I want to know the bad parts as well. None of us is perfect. We’ve all been damaged in some way. I’d like to help heal some of those scars if I can, if you’ll let me.” I felt a tear run down my cheek as I said, “When I called you angel-boy earlier, I was kidding. Now, I’m not sure I was very far off the mark. Let’s get that shower. It’s getting late.”

We showered together, shampooing each other’s hair, and lathering up each other’s bodies, sometimes playfully and sometimes with loving care. Once we dried off, I got us each out a pair of my boxers and we returned to the fire pit with our drinks. We got the fire going again quickly and then talked, kissed, and joked around. On our third drink, he got me to talk about Kayla and how I thought she was the one for me and then about her opportunity that I couldn’t let her waste. I told him how broken I felt after receiving that letter, and how Carl helped me get over that dark time. I told him in more detail how our relationship slowly went from brotherly to sexual. Then he asked me about Josh and Elijah, and I froze, eventually saying that we talked about me enough for one night. He moved over and sat on my lap, facing me and we kissed some more. When I realized it was almost three in the morning, I suggested we head inside to bed. Chris gave me a long tight hug before climbing off my lap. Then we headed inside to bed. We kissed and hugged for a while after climbing in bed, then we drifted off with Chris’ head on my chest and his right leg draped over my thighs.

 

End of Chapter 25 Chris