The storm raged not only outside but within Brandon’s heart. He had already crossed a line by agreeing to let Jory stay with him for two weeks. The pull he felt every time he was near Jory was impossible to ignore, his body reacting involuntarily. "Fuck it!" He whispered to himself. Brandon leaned down slowly and placed his lips on Jory's.
A flash of lightning accompanied by loud cracking thunder made Brandon shivered. The boy sighed with sexual desire. He's eighteen Brandon kept repeating to himself. He's legal. Unethical maybe but not a crime. Jory's head rose up in the kiss. His hand reached out to Brandon then pulled him closer. Brandon had to steady himself and accidentally touched him. Jory's young cock was a pole of steel. Brandon's own cock was mad with desire, lust and longing. Despite this he firmly said, "Let's get some sleep."
More Thunder. Jory's hand moved slowly under the sheets and blanket. Quietly he reached over to Brandon, searching. He found what he was looking for ... Brandon's hard cock. The naked cock was so big and so hard. Jory's erection was solid too. Jory had to know if his Coach was hard as a rock because of him. He knew in his soul the man he had a crush for three years was hard because of him. Brandon was very, very Hard!!! Jory smiled happily.
Jory and Brandon drifted asleep as the storm dissipated. In the morning the sky still looked mean.
Jory was fast asleep when Brandon woke up. The boy had apparently kicked the blanket off at some point during the night. His beautiful body made Brandon's naked cock hard. He struggled to put on his tighty-whities because of his annoying morning hard-on. But he couldn't stop looking at Jory's naked body lying there in Brandon's bed.
In the bathroom he stared at his 30-year-old face. "What's done is done."
When Brandon woke up, he slipped out of his bed quietly. He took his morning piss then looked at his 30-year-old face in the bathroom mirror. He put on a pair of Tighty-Whities. He made coffee and got the morning paper. He sat on the back porch watching the ducks in the lake. Brushing off last night, Brandon sat on the outdoor picnic table reading and waiting.
Jory stepped onto the back porch in ill-fitting briefs, coffee in hand, and sat beside Brandon. They quietly watched the ducks until Brandon finally spoke. “Let’s eat.” After breakfast, Brandon moved to his computer. “Your parents gave me two hundred dollars, so that’s yours to spend on whatever your little heart desires.”
Brandon pulled up young man's clothes. Styles of men's underwear were abundant. "Can I get a Thong?"
"What color?"
"Blue. No, I want two thongs, one red. one blue."
"Okay." More images of hot men wearing practically nothing graced the screen. "Polo briefs, white, please. It's a three pack. I also want tight jeans shorts. Girls say I have a nice ass."
"You do have a nice ass." He knew he shouldn't have said that and moved on!
"Hey Jory, look at these undies. Do like you them? Bikinis."
"Yes, I want the five-pack in different colors, along with a sexy red jockstrap. Also, some white t-shirts and a black tank top, plus a navy-blue bikini swimsuit. God, that model is really hot. After he clicked “BUY,” Jory noticed his coach had a noticeable bulge in his loose briefs. He was stone hard.
With ease Jory got on his knees. He swiftly pulled Brandon's cock out of his underwear. He licked the pearl of cum in the piss slit. Jacking his own hard cock as he engulfed Brandon pulsating big cock.
"No. Wait. What Just ... Oh my god ... you're sucking your coaches' cock. This is wrong." Jory started jacking his own cock as he perfectly sucked Brandon's huge cock. Licking and kissing it. Then he started sucking Brandon's cockhead like a pro, All Brandon could do was enjoy the hot mouth on his hard ... hard cock. He threw his head back and Brandon screamed. I'm cumming!!
"Cum in my mouth. Please! I want to taste your cum! Please."
As Brandon shot his heavy load into Jory's hot waiting mouth. Suddenly the door to the cabin swung open. Peter, Brandon's bear of a neighbor from two cabins down, walked in. Peter smiled, his beard seemed to get wider. He stared at the sex scene before him and felt his dick swell up. Instantly his lips formed a very devilish smile.
"Whoa, we got somethin' going on here! Room for one more dick?
Don't miss Chapter Three: The Threesome with a Straight dude.
