Something Different

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I have been dark for a while and apologize for the last chapter. A lot was redundant but some was not bringing us to this.

I slowly lifted off him, the feel of what he left in me was obvious. I puckered the best I could but some ran over the top of his cock when he finally slipped out. “I’ll be right back,” I said to him.

I ran hot water, held the small towel underneath, then threw it at him. I sat on the pot hoping it didn’t sound like a ‘slippery cow fart’ when everything ran out hitting the water. I never really thought about, preparing. I mean. When I pulled out of him I wondered if it would smell bad; what was on my shaft. It wasn’t bad.

I walked out with my pad thinking I didn’t need a shower, found him cleaned off, the small towel out of sight. “You, ok, Cam?” He asked with eyes and a slight tilt of his head.

“I’m good,” I said kneeling on the bed next to him. “Wanna watch some porn?” And I showed him my IPad.

There was a gangbang going on in my sister’s room. Girls between legs, the boy was getting sucked by a different mouth every fifteen seconds, and one girl was wearing a strap-on. They were lined up on the bed, asses in the air, and the girl with the added appendage was going to town.

The boy moved from face to face as the girl moved from ass to ass. I assumed the three were howling in glory taking such a huge thing the girl was wearing. I thought about what was naturally huge; what I had just taken. Nate took my pad setting it aside and I knew he wanted to talk about tonight.

“You’re really ok?” And I nodded laying down next to him face to face.

“Your sister is a real tramp; don’t you think?” I nodded again.

“I don’t think she’ll have a bad dream tonight,” I said inches from his face. “Are you ok, Nathan?”

“I just never thought you’d do that, Cam. I just thought it would always be me, you know?” I couldn’t hide my disappointment; him thinking that.

“Why would you ever? What happened last week and tonight was beautiful. Now don’t take this the wrong way; you fuck like a porn star.” And I watched a smile spread across his face at my compliment.

“I’ve watched some stuff, CJ. You are the star the way you are.” And he stopped, blushing.

“The I are what, NRD?” And now I blushed.

“You were great, Cam. I have never; well I’ve never.”

“You were perfect, Nathan. You didn’t rush even though I knew you wanted to. I never asked and you never said what it felt like; like when I came in you. It was fan, fucking, tactic.”

“It was, Cam. I loved it. I guess that’s why I thought I would always be the one.”

“You are the one.” And I kissed him.

It wasn’t a kiss to start something, not touching of lips that would initiate something more, it was a small kiss acknowledging what I’d said. The kissing was kind of new to us and seemed more intimate than jacking or sucking each other. But one thing was certain; we were falling in love different than what friends share.

He rolled over as I turned off the light resting in behind him thinking how lucky I was to have him. My right hand was over him and I scratched his bush. I moved higher, over his abs, his chest, and nipples.

Then his hand took mine, he kissed my knuckles, I kissed the back of his neck. He rested my hand over his heart and that’s how I fell asleep.

I was beginning to really like sleeping with, Nate. It was one of two ways; him behind me or me behind him. In ten days we had become something more than jackoff buddies, just more. I’d always loved him, the way he was, his body. He had real looks, all the guys wanted to look like him.

I guess what was dawning on me, for the first time in my life; I had a bed partner, and I don’t mean that in a sexual way. I had someone to cuddle up to, wake up next to, and wash in the shower.

I know he would say the same about me, but it was him in my eyes. Nathan Dickerson. His hair was something, really. He could shake it when wet and the curls would kink. He could run a pick through it and the most amazing waves would dry. He could just run his fingers through it and wavy ringlets would be the outcome.

His face was something of wonder. He had this smile, dimples, sometimes his eyes closing. To say he wore form-fitting clothes, well. His chest filled the front of his shirt, sleeves too small to hold his arms. His pants. His curve was something that couldn’t be hidden.

When soft, he’d tuck it to the right and down his leg. You wouldn’t even know unless you knew. Well. The way he moved, his walk, the confidence, spoke to what he was packing.

Sometime during the night, we moved and when I woke in the morning I was on my back with his hair tickling my nose. Nathan’s head was on my chest, my arm around him, and his knee tucked up under my balls. I laid like that for a while thinking about last night when he made me, a non-virgin.

I mean the sex, that is the wrong word but was great, the explosion in my bowels, and his face when it happened. Nate, what he said about thinking I’d never do that, and the way it made me feel. How could he have ever thought that?

“Let’s go for a run,” I said getting up putting on spandex running shorts, and he smiled.

“I can hear them downstairs,” I told him.

He stood putting boxers on like that’s what he was going to run in. “You have bedhead, NRD,” I said leading him to the bathroom wetting my hands running them through his hair and just looking at him.

My arms went over his shoulders and I was honest, “You really thought you might be sleeping in another room?” And I watched his eyes look at my lips.

“Yes.” He kissed me. Like really fuckin kissed me. “Come on, down to the kitchen,” I said pulling away.

We stood at the door watching Cass and her posse wearing tight little bottoms and tighter tops; the boy in something too tight for what he was packing and no top. They all looked at us. I know how I look in spandex and I know what it’s like to be admired.

Nate kind of laughed at the attention and I just made eye contact with all of them, and the boy in tight bottoms. He was one lucky guy and I could tell by his look he knew it. And I could tell by where his eyes were looking he liked what he saw in me more than the girls around him.

“We’re going for a run; any of you bitch’s want to cum along?” And I looked at the boy with him knowing ‘bitches’ meant him too.

“Jesus Crist, Cam.” Came from my little sister. Her eyes were glued on my shaft outlined to the right.

“WHAT?” I asked, totally knowing.

“How can anyone do anything but look at your junk?” She said smiling.

“Well, don’t look,” I said to her. “We’re going for a run.” And out the door, we went.

“Wait up guys.” Came from behind. It was the boy in his shameless underwear, still with no top.

I looked over at Nate smiling back at me when he pushed between us. “How do you even have the energy to run, Dude?” I asked.

“What?” He asked looking between us.

I smiled and kicked it up a little. We ran through the woods that was only two wide and the one bringing up the tail was Carl, or Carlton. We made it through the trails and he kept up with us on the un-familiar ground till we hit the pavement.

He took the lead and we got a good look at him from behind; his calves, that fuckin ass, the long stride, and the muscles so defined across his back. I looked at Nathan again. The thing was that I didn’t want to do stuff with him like I had done with Nate though I could appreciate a fine body knowing how hard one has to work to look like that.

He slowed and was back in the middle again barely breathing hard, “I’m lost.” He said looking between us.

Nate and I slowed turning and going back the way we came. Carlton had only missed a couple of turns. “So? You guys, like boyfriends, or just fuck buddies?” He asked between us again.

“Cass put a mini-cam in your Dad's room; you guys are sleeping together.” And we stopped, turned, and wonder which one of us would speak first.

“I have money down that says you’re the top,” pointing at Nate.

“We don’t have sex with each other or just fuck.” I replied before Nate who looked at me confused.

I reached down taking his hand bringing it to my lips, smiled, and bonked my head off his. “We top for each other.” Came from Nathan.

“Well? If you guys want; I’d climb between both of you?” He had this smirk.

It took me a few seconds for his words to sink in, the cock of his head like he was offering himself, and we should be grateful. I took him by complete surprise, didn’t drop Nathan’s hand, and slapped him so… fuckin hard across the face. My palm stung maybe as much as his left cheek when he fell to his right.

“I stood over him, “You’ll tell them nothing is going on between us and we will tell them you didn’t duck for a branch.” And we turned running for the house that was only two blocks away.

We pushed him through the door; Cass was the first to comment. “What did he do to you?” She asked Carl looking at me.

From your Author:

It has been a while, my friends. I have been writing but not posting taking some of the pressure; my self-imposed pressure, off my plate. At this posting I have four different stories going on, this one, ‘Something Different’, ‘The Bug’, ‘Taking a Hard Right’, And my ‘Author’s Notes’.

With the time I’ve taken I hope to post something new every couple of days and continue each storyline. As always I hope you enjoy some of the new authors who are posting quality stories in a proper timeline and give props to our host. RJC.