'Yup. You heard me right. Strip down to your shorts, pull 'em down and wank or do I need to teach you how?' I said.
All of the cheekiness was gone.
'Baby....' he began.
'Seems like I've to stay up here....' I said.
He got the message. Slowly he began stripping. First came off his jacket. I could see the outlines of his toned body. He took off the shirt and my dick jumped erect.... His lean muscles, tense and beautiful, each line defined.... his washboard abs and broad shoulders were making me so hard...
He put his hand on the waistband of his shorts and stopped and looked up at me. I was breathing deep, my cock so painfully hard.....
He looked down and got to work.... As he pulled down his shorts my breath stopped... He pulled his dick out. It was perfect... looked around 8 inches and thick.... its pink head already wet with pre-cum... I couldn't help but wonder how it would taste, how it would be in my mouth, how it would feel inside me.
He began stroking himself....slowly. His eyes were closed. His mouth open in a silent moan. I couldn't bear the sight. A boy that looked like every daydream I had ever had, completely under my control. They say dominance is sexy.... they are right. My erection was threatening to explode of need any minute... and then I stopped my game. I jumped to a lower branch and on to the ground... He opened his eyes and stopped... I pushed his hands away and started stroking him myself as I pushed my lips into his for a hungry kiss.
He moaned into my mouth but I didn't stop. My other hand wandered to his ass. It felt warm and tight in my grip.... his moans increase .... He's coming.... But then he pushed me off him. I went at him again, I was not Amias. I was a hunger, an unfulfilled one. He pushed me off roughly.... I bit his hand in anger, as it pinned me to the tree. His other hand pulled open my jeans. His hand moved up and held my jaw tightly as he pulled apart my underwear. My dick sprung out, rock hard.
He fell to his knees as I stopped fighting, I could feel his breath on my dickhead. His warm breath. He then licked me, from the base to the tip, the whole 6 inches.... I shivered in pleasure. He took me in his mouth and my world ended, I died and was in heaven.... This can't be real. His wet and warm mouth on me just blew me away, ignore the pun.... Him on his knees, me in his mouth.... I didn't last long. In one long moan, I shuddered and emptied myself into him and my senses quit.... my knees felt wobbly. Ya.... It was that good....
I heard him swallow it. He stood up with his signature devil grin. I couldn't see straight, he got behind me and held me tightly as we leaned against the tree. Grinding into me, he licked my neck till I was hard again. 'Ya Amias..... I want you to be like this...' he said into my neck as he thrust through the fabric making sure I felt each inch of him against my skin 'be this animal. Feel it... dont hide it... Feel it' I breathed hard as he bit my neck and grabbed my waist tightly 'Say you want me'
'I want you.'
He held me there, in that iron grip as he dry humped me... He came as I felt him shudder.... He took me in his arms and laid me down on the forest floor. I didn't care. Reasoning had left me long ago. He laid on top of me and kissed me. Softly. And like that we stayed...
Then he stopped and got up. He helped me get up. We didn't say anything to each other...
We got to our bikes and I started first. The ride to his house was uneventful. In his room, we realized the mess we had made of our clothes. He tidied up first and left the bathroom open for me. As soon as I went in, I looked into the mirror... I was ashamed. I never knew that I would be back in the Ice hills.... Not since that day. But I had gone there. For whom? Theo. Theo fucking Sparks. A flash of hatred ran through me.
Why does he have this effect on me?
How?
Its not even a week and he feels like an age old habit. A vice. I can't keep my hands off him or his off me.
Why?
I have to give him up soon enough....
I have to leave this place....
Then I saw the hickey on my neck. Dark and sore.
What jaw does that bastard have? So that jawline wasn't just for show eh?
It was in a concealable place. I sighed in relief.
I washed my face, got twigs out of my hair. Tried cleaning my shirt. I almost didn't wanna leave the bathroom. The conversation outside, was gonna be painfully awkward.
I stepped out. He wasn't there.
Then like the devil he is, from beside the door, he jumped on to me. Taking me down with him to the bed. As soon as we landed, he kissed me..... so tenderly that it amazed me. So soft, almost as if I would crumble if he kissed me too hard....
His lips danced over mine....as my hands stretched over the bed and he held them. We kissed for what felt like days.... and when he broke off... it still felt too short.
'You're the first.' he said. He didn't need to say more. I knew. But why?
'I'm the first guy you've blown? No way. You are a slut.' Awkwardly ruining a good moment. Yup that's Amias Vane for you.
'I've always been the true top... the dominant one. Never bottomed, never sucked' saying this, he went into my neck to lick over my hickey... I pulled his face out of my neck.
'So what happened?' I asked
'You' he said and all the blood in my body decided suddenly to pay my face a visit.
He continued 'I thought that I'd do it for a guy who could play me like I played everyone. Someone that maddened me..... It's you' he said, smiled and got back to my neck.
I pulled him back out. He looked at me 'What?' he said irritatedly, like a child disturbed while watching TV.
'So you will let me fuck you too?' I asked.
'Don't push it too far Vane.' he said firmly 'if you disturb me now. I'll give you a hickey that you can't hide'
I nodded and he went back to my neck and like that we stayed till our long day got the better of us and sleep rolled in.
Somewhere in the middle of sleep, I woke up. Sweating. The same nightmare. The same guilt. The same memory. I looked over to find Theo next to me... sleeping like a child.
What am I doing here?
I don't know him.
The room felt too hot. Too small. Too everything that I don't like. I didn't wanna be there anymore. I wanted to run. Of course, a dark voice in my mind said, run.... That's all you've done and that's all you can do...
I just couldn't be there anymore. I found a notepad and some pens over at his table. I scribbled
"Something came up.
Am taking a bike.
Sorry.
Xoxo"
I looked over at the xoxo wondering why in all these years, I had used it for him.
I crept out and cycled to my house with that awful feeling. The feeling that someone is watching you do something wrong.
Back in my room, I sat on my bed with a box in my hand and a storm in my mind. Should I open it? My mind struggled. I didn't want to but the mind already had opened its own wound. The decision was taken.....
I had to remember that day.
That summer.
The summer when I first fell in love....
When I met Ted.
© Alexis Vane