Jordan

The Schemer

And.  Jordan was awake.

Uh.  Really awake.

“Fuck.  I haven’t made you miss your practice, have I?”

Wow.  I was shocked.  That’s what he woke up with?  And honestly, I wouldn’t have cared if he had.  But told him no.  Because he hadn’t.

“Damn.”  As he kissed me.  Hard.  “It’s like you gave me a revelation while I slept there.”

I could tell his mind was racing away.  Shit.  Everything about this dude made me horny.

I was all ears.  It really wasn’t like him to talk like this.

“First of all.  Fuck.  I love you, I love you, I love you.”  He kissed me hard again.

“But.  Unlike anyone else I’m guessing you’ve ever been with, I really really love you.  Every damn bit of you.  Even that adorable ass hole of yours.”

I was staying with.  Even as the fucker quickly bit my ass.

“Not just your looks.  Not just your popularity.  Not just your skills.”  And he smiled:  “And, surprisingly?, not even just your amazing amazing cock.”  As he kissed that, at least as hard as he had kissed my mouth twice now.

This dude was on fire.

“Shit.  You remember, first and first and first, of all.  I love you.  Right?”

He clearly knew the answer.  And had no intention of letting me say anything.

Fuck.  I loved him.  My heart was pounding.  The fucker’s talking made me horny?

“I have a plan.”

Hilarious.  That much I knew already.

“You.  Are going to practice.  And are going to work.  As hard as hell.  And way harder than you ever have.  I don’t care who you beat, or how many times you beat them.  You are going to beat YOU.”

I was listening.

“And.  I swear.  I will do the same.  For you.”

“And.  We are both going to help each other.”

“Deal?”

Fuck.  I kissed him.

“Fuck.  You have no idea how much I love you.”  And he kissed me AGAIN.  Really hard.  As he grabbed my throbbing cock.  And pulled.  Shit.  He was even going to make my cock bigger.

I was sure no one had ever seen this side of him.

And, in the midst of it all, he even wiped tears away.

“You are going to win.  Big big time.  And so am I.  And so are we.  I promise.  I swear.”

I can’t even explain how much I believed him.  This all made more sense than the sun coming up in the morning.

“No need to come out, here, in this crazy place.  None of anyone else’s business, anyway.  You can keep your girl.  Or go with the other one who’s been trying to get in your pants for months already.  I’ll keep mine if it helps.”

“We.  Are going to get the hell out of here.”

Damn.  He was so so fucking excited.   And of course the more excited he got, the more of this new kind of horny I was getting.  My entire god-damned body was horny.

“But we’re going to do it smart.”

“Damn.  You know I’ll almost never cocky like this.  But I swear no one.  Anywhere.  Could possibly love you as much as I do.”

“I know you know that.  I know your head knows it.  I know, like I know you know, your cock knows it.  And if you don’t believe it, ask my ass…  Ask my throat.  And by the way, forget about my ass and throat—how is your cock not sore already?  But most of all, your heart knows it.  We both know that.  More than anything you’ve ever known.”

So the dude was sore…  And he had read my mind?  But he was also right.  Fuck.  The dude had pierced my soul. Just like he had ripped a hole in it and stepped right in.  And I was as happily his bitch as I knew he was mine.  Even if I was dying to fuck him, again.

“Fuck.  I love you I love you I love you.”

“And yes, you still need to fuck me.  At least 3 times a day.”

Then he actually burst out laughing:  “If you can get it down to that.”  And he laughed some more:  “And, if not, my ass and throat will deal with it.  But your cock will have to deal with it too.”

And the fucker went down HARD on me.  All the way.  How the fuck did he so easily do that?  Especially if he was already sore?

“You in on this?  On all of this?  Or do I need to fuck you into submission?”  He was so so serious.  “I am stealing your heart.  So you better fucking take care of mine.”

I trembled.  Shit.  Did I really expose myself like that?

He kissed me.  Gently.  Held my cheeks.  Sucked my lips.  Sucked my tongue.

He made my tears flow.

“You believe me, right?  You know this is possible, right?  You’ve known this so long before me that I’m embarrassed.  But I’m ok to be embarrassed in front of you.  I know you know that.”

“And I swear.  You can fuck me as hard as you want.  Whenever you want.  Wherever you want.  Fuck.  Should I really have said that?”

“You know I believe in you, right?  You know I believe in you even more than you do.  We have to trust each other.”

He broke down, crying.  He held on to me.

Damn.  My heart had never been so far gone before.

He pulled back.  “Let’s get you ready.  Fuck.  I’ll happily bathe you if you want me to.”

I looked at him.

He let me in.

Way way past all the way.

“I love you.”