Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2007 13:55:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Mickey S <njmcmick@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wrong Turn, Chapter 12

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characters would take precautions. Please respect yourself and others
enough to always play safe.

If you have read any of my previous stories you will know that I tend to be
a romantic with a bent toward happy endings. This story starts out as a
potential romance but is one that takes a wrong turn, or so it seems. And
as for the ending, you'll just have to read on. The author retains all
rights.  No reproductions or links to other sites are allowed without the
author's consent. Comments are appreciated at NJMcMick@yahoo.com.

Chapter 12

Things didn't get any better with Anne over the next month. Usually she
settled in and got back to being herself after a few weeks but this time
she seemed to remain the same spoiled snob as when she returned from her
parent's house. Maybe it was because she really was a spoiled snob, but
with constant exposure I got used to it and overlooked those traits. But
now I had someone to compare her with. Carlos was so warm, passionate and
down to earth, although in his own way he was every bit as domineering as
Anne.

At least with Anne's play in rehearsals I wasn't spending much time alone
with her at home. She was out three nights a week and we were busy with our
social schedule on the weekends. She had bought the jock itch explanation
for my shaved pubes, perhaps too much. She made it clear she wouldn't go
near me sexually until the hair had grown back in and she was sure the rash
was gone. She didn't want to take a chance on catching anything from me. At
least that also meant there was no chance of her noticing my pierced
nipples.

And I was having good sex with Carlos twice a week, Tuesdays and
Thursdays. I probably could have seen him Wednesdays as well but that would
have been pushing it. As it was Anne didn't mention Carlos at all and
neither did I. And the sex with Carlos was better than ever. He didn't let
me fuck him again but when he fucked me it wasn't just the physical workout
that it had been during the summer. It was personal and passionate,
although I wouldn't quite call it making love. He only had Jose join us
once and on that occasion it reverted back to two dicks using a hole to get
off.

The play's performances were scheduled for the last weekend of October and
the first weekend of November. As the husband of the star, everyone,
especially Anne, expected me to attend all four performances. Matt and Sara
were going to join me the first Saturday but I went to opening night
alone. When I walked into the lobby of the small playhouse it was already
quite crowded. I hadn't even looked around when I heard my name called.

"Ryan! Yoo-hoo! Over here!" I inwardly groaned at the shrill sound of Lisa
Burke's voice. Her husband was the director of all of the troupe's
productions so Anne insisted I be nice to her. Since her brother Stephen
was technically my boss I had even more reason to kiss up to her family
than Anne. I fixed a false smile on my face and crossed the room to
her. After a very brief greeting she immediately launched into a detailed
description of the birth of her niece's baby. At the office I'd already
heard the story of the arrival of Stephen's first grandson, although
without the gory details. She was just winding down when she apparently
noticed for the first time that I was alone. "You must sit with Kyle and
me."

"Kyle?" The name sounded vaguely familiar. Anne kept track of all of the
theater people and I paid very little attention to anything Lisa ever said.

"Surely I've told you about my son Kyle." As she ran off her boy's
accomplishments - president of the senior class, 3.7 GPA, honor society,
co-captain of the high school track and cross country teams - I realized
that I had heard this information before, many times. Fortunately the
lights sharply dimmed twice, the signal that we were to go into the
theater, so she had to cut her son's resume short. We started toward the
door and as we passed a small group of teenagers she tapped one on the
back. As he turned I sharply inhaled. It was the kid Jose and I had met in
the park, the one who had fucked me.

"Kyle, dear, this is Ryan Peters, Anne's husband. He works for your Uncle
Stephen. Ryan, my son Kyle." His eyes narrowed for just a split second as
he looked at me but then he smiled sweetly and held out his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Peters. Your wife is a good actress and very pretty,
too."

"Why thank you, Kyle. It's nice to meet you, too." I tried to sound as
normal as possible. The lights began to slowly dim so we moved on into the
theater. Fortunately Lisa sat between Kyle and me. Even though he didn't
seem to recognize me, I didn't want to be anywhere near him. The
performance of Barefoot in the Park wasn't bad for an amateur
production. Of course, Anne was a bit old to play the bubbly young newlywed
but then the actor playing her husband was just as old so they at least
looked right together. After the obligatory curtain calls, Lisa, Kyle and I
went backstage to congratulate the cast. A local restaurant was staying
open late for a cast party, so as soon as everyone had taken off their
makeup and changed we left. Lisa seemed surprised when Kyle came with her.

"I assumed you'd be going out with your friends."

"Nah, I can see them anytime. It won't hurt me to hang out with you old
fogies once in a while."

I would have preferred he not go but between the cast and crew and their
dates it was a large crowd, so it really didn't matter. Kyle showed no
interest in either Anne or me once we got to the party anyway. After about
an hour I excused myself to go to the men's room. I'd just finished up at
the urinal and had moved over to the sink when Kyle came in. He stood at
the urinal by the sink and unzipped. I couldn't resist a sideways glance at
his dick. I hadn't exactly had a chance to see it close up in the park.

"So do you suck dick as well as you take it up the ass, Mister Peters?" I
looked up at his face in horror and he was sneering at me. "You thought I
didn't recognize you? That's one morning I'll never forget. I've shagged a
couple of chicks but that was the first real piece of ass I've ever had."

"Kyle, you can't ever tell anyone about that day. We'd both get in a lot of
trouble."

"Probably, but you more than me. Chill, man, I haven't said anything about
it. Yet."

"There's an explanation for what I was doing that day, Kyle."

"I don't really care what your story is, Mister Peters." He had that same
sarcastic tone in his voice when he said 'mister' as Carlos did when he
said 'sir.' "Right now I just want to get off. Do a good job and I'll keep
our little secret."

"What? Now? But your parents and my wife are out there!"

"Then we'd better make it quick, right? Don't worry, there are so many
people out there they probably haven't even noticed we're gone." He grabbed
my arm and pulled me toward a booth, pushing me in first. "Just sit on the
can and suck me."

He hadn't put his dick back in his pants so as I sat it was right in my
face. He fumbled behind himself bolting the door and then thrust hip hips
toward me. "The sooner you get to it the sooner you get back to your wife."

I took him in my mouth and began to suck. He put his hands on either side
of my head and lightly held me in place. His rod was probably close to
seven inches but that was so much smaller than what I was used to it was a
breeze to take it all. Apparently he'd never been blown by someone who
really knew what they were doing because in no time he was shooting his
load into my mouth. As he began to cum he thrust all the way into my throat
and held my head tight, not allowing me to pull off until his dick stopped
throbbing.

He pulled his dick out of my mouth and groaned. "Man, you're good. Neither
of the girls I've been with could take even half of it. And they both had a
problem with their teeth. I think I'm going to enjoy having the use of your
holes."

"No way, Kyle, I'm not going to keep doing this with you."

"You will if you don't want me to tell my parents and your wife."

"They'd never believe you. Besides, even though I was on the receiving end
you still had sex with a guy twice. Do you want them to know that?"

"Not really, but fillin' a hole ain't as queer as havin' one filled. And
not only would your pretty wife totally freak, I'm sure my mother would
tell my Uncle Stephen all about it. I doubt if your boss would be happy
about you having sex with his little nephew."

"But you said you were legal! How old are you anyhow?"

"Chill!" He laughed. "I'm eighteen which is legal just about anywhere. So
which would you prefer? A little fun with me now and then or a whole lot of
trouble?"

He had me by the balls and we both knew it. But just thinking about having
been fucked by and the blowing an eighteen-year old kid was so
humiliating. Just then someone came into the restroom so we stopped
talking. He grabbed my legs under the knees and lifted my feet off the
floor so they wouldn't notice two sets of legs in the booth. The guy seemed
to piss forever but when he was finally finished and left the room, we
quickly followed him. In the hall outside, Kyle grabbed my arm.

"So what's your choice?"

"Okay, you've got me. What do you have in mind?"

"Not much, at least for now. How about meeting me at that same place in the
park, Sunday morning at ten?"

I nodded. I usually went to the gym Sunday mornings so it wouldn't be hard
getting away from Anne.

"Fine, but if you say anything to anyone about this I swear you'll regret
it."

"So will you, Mister Peters, so will you." He gave me a big smile and went
back to the party. I waited a minute and followed. I spent the rest of the
night drinking too much to the point where Anne had to drive
home. Fortunately, she was on such a high from her successful opening she
wasn't aware on any change in my demeanor.

Saturday night I was tempted to tell Matt and Sara my problem with Kyle and
ask their advice but I didn't want them to know the extent of my secret
life. Carlos and I had never mentioned Jose to them. Besides, I was feeling
totally humiliated by the whole situation. So I kept my mouth shut and we
had a normal suburban straight night out.

Sunday morning I left the house at a quarter to ten, taking my gym bag with
me. I found the secluded spot in the park with no trouble and a few minutes
later Kyle showed up in his running outfit. He really was a cute,
personable young man. If only he wasn't blackmailing me.

"Glad you could make it," he smiled. "We don't want to get caught so let's
get to it. How about sucking me to start?"

I knelt down in front of him as he pushed his shorts down to his thighs. As
I had Friday night I took him in my mouth and started giving him the best
blowjob I knew how, hoping to get him off in record time. He had other
ideas though and stopped me after only a couple of minutes.

"Drop your shorts and bend over. I wanna fuck that pussy of yours again."

I did as he said and handed him a packet of lube as I bent over. I'd
slobbered all over his dick and I didn't put it past him to think that was
enough lube to fuck me. He applied the lube but didn't use his fingers to
loosen me up so as he pressed his head through my ring it hurt, even though
he was smaller than either Carlos or Jose. Fortunately he fumbled around
enough so by the time he was all the way in I'd adjusted and was used to
it. It was another case of teenage 'wham-bam' and cum. He was done in two
minutes. It didn't hurt that I helped it along by clamping my ring down on
his dick in rhythm to his fucking, practically milking him.

"Damn, that's such a hot fuck! I wish I could tell my friends about
it. Maybe they'd want a piece of this tight hole."

"And maybe one of them would freak about the whole gay thing and tell the
whole school. You can't risk ruining your reputation, Kyle." From what his
mother had said he was apparently a big man around the school so I hoped he
would be concerned about protecting his image.

"Yeah, I guess I'd better keep you my secret pussy for now."

I wanted to talk to Carlos about Kyle on Monday but I couldn't risk being
overheard in the office so I waited until we went to Rick's on Tuesday.

"Fuck! That goddamn Jose, always thinking with his little head."

"Yeah, you know I never have any good thoughts about him but this really
moves him way down on my list of favorite people."

"I'm gonna give him hell about this but that won't help your situation
right now. Let me think about it and see if I come up with any ideas."

"You've always got ideas, though they're usually ways to get me into
trouble, not out of it."

"I'll find a way to take care of this, babe. This is my responsibility."

On Thursday afternoon Carlos was in a good mood when we got to Rick's.

"I think I know what we can do. You're meeting the kid again on Sunday
morning, right?"

"Yeah, ten o'clock."

"Okay, I'll take an early train down."

"You're going to the park with me? How will that help?"

"I'll tell you when we get there. In the meantime all you've gotta do is
find out what train I have to catch and then pick me up at the station."

I gave him the train schedule when he brought my mail Friday
morning. Sunday I left the house a little earlier than usual to meet the
train. As I sat in the parking lot I worried about the direction things
were going in. It was one thing for Carlos and Jose, two gay guys from New
York, to know about and be a part of my secret sex life. But in recent
weeks people in my life at home, Matt, Sara, Frank and Amy, had joined in
the fun. And now Kyle. With that many people who knew Anne in on it, how
long could it remain a secret?

Just seeing Carlos in his tight jeans and black leather jacket brought me
out of my funk. He gave me a reassuring smile as he hopped in the car.

"Now don't you worry, babe. I'm gonna take care of you."

We were early when we got to the park. I led Carlos to the thicket, which
even in early November was still pretty secluded. He looked around and
found another similar spot about fifty feet away.

"Okay, now you're gonna hide out there, Ry." He pointed to a clump of
bushes halfway between the other two spots. "I'll be waiting over at that
first spot when he shows up and try to seduce him."

"Seduce him? What makes you think he's gay? He's just taking advantage of a
situation to get his rocks off."

"You said when you first saw him he was fisting his dick while watching
Jose fuck you. How many straight kids beat their meat looking at a thick
black dick pumping a white male ass? He's gay, Ryan."

"Well, he could be but maybe he's just a horny teenager."  I wasn't
convinced. "So then what?"

"He's not gonna want to do anything with me there because he'll be
expecting you, so I'll bring him over to this spot. I'll get him into some
incriminating poses and you take pictures with this." He pulled a small
digital camera from his jacket pocket and handed it to me.

"Nice camera, but I don't know how to use it."

"It's Jose's. I told him since this is all his fault he had to lend it to
me. He showed me how to use it. It's easy." He showed me the basics,
including using the zoom lens for close ups. "Once you've got the pics,
I'll reason with him."

"Reason?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he'll see things my way."

So I waited in the bushes while Carlos went back to the place where I was
supposed to meet Kyle. I was glad I'd worn my jeans because not only was it
cold but I had to kneel on the ground. Carlos stood in the little clearing,
his soft dick hanging out of his fly. We both heard Kyle before we saw
him. Carlos immediately grabbed himself and shook his dick, as if he had
just finished taking a leak. He closed his eyes and gave it a few extra
strokes, bringing a little life to the monster. Kyle stopped and stared,
his mouth hanging open. His right hand moved to his crotch and he began
groping himself through his running shorts. Carlos opened his eyes, looked
directly at Kyle and gave him that little smile.

"Hey bud, feels good, doesn't it? I just love to let it all hang out."

"Yeah, that's awesome. It looks huge. Does it get any bigger?"

"Lots. Wanna see?"

"Sure."

Carlos signaled for him to come closer and made sure he didn't stand where
he'd block my view. He stroked and squeezed himself for a minute and got
his cock up to full erection. Even from where I was it looked huge. Kyle's
eyes were bugging out.

"Damn, how big is that thing?"

"Nine inches, give or take. Go ahead, touch it. It's okay." Carlos' voice
was soft and reassuring.

As Kyle reached for it I remembered what I was there for, raised the camera
and took a picture of Kyle's white hand encircling that thick black
snake. Carlos let him fondle it for a minute and then softly spoke
again. "I'll bet you'd love to try sucking it, wouldn't you? I know I'd
love to feel your hot mouth on me."

Kyle looked uncertain. He glanced around to make sure they were alone. "I'm
not sure. But somebody might come along and see us." He looked at his
watch. I checked mine and saw it was still a few minutes to ten.

"There's a more secluded place right over there. C'mon." Carlos took Kyle's
wrist and led him through the woods, carefully bypassing my bushes. I was
surprised how docile Kyle was acting, but he was totally transfixed on
Carlos' meat. I knew how persuasive Carlos could be with me and how much
his body enthralled me but I didn't expect him to have that effect on
others. When they got to the little clearing Carlos put his hands on Kyle's
shoulders and gently pushed down. Kyle sank to his knees and looked at the
black monster in his face. Carlos thrust his hips forward and Kyle stuck
out his tongue and tentatively swiped it across the head.

"Yeah, that's it baby. Just lick it for a minute, get used to how it feels
and tastes. Run your tongue around the head, up and down the shaft. Suck on
my balls, too."

Kyle was a good student and did exactly what Carlos said. I got pictures of
each action. At last Kyle took the head in his mouth and tried to go down
on the shaft. He could only take about half of it and his sucking technique
wasn't very good. I could hear him slurping on it from twenty feet away. He
bobbed up and down trying to get as much of it into him as he could. I made
sure I got a number of pictures of the long tool in his mouth.

After a few minutes Carlos waved his hand toward me, indicating I should
come over to them. I hesitated. He hadn't said anything about letting Kyle
know I was there. When he signaled again I got up and walked over,
adjusting the bulge in my jeans. When Kyle saw me his eyes widened and he
pulled off Carlos' dick.

"Shit! I, um, uh , uh..."

"Chill man," Carlos said calmly. "Ryan was just taking a few pics of you
swinging on a big black cock. Nothing to get excited about."

Kyle looked at the camera in my hand. "Oh fuck!"

"Now I hear you've been threatening my boy Ryan here, making all kinds of
demands on him." I wasn't crazy about him using the term boy but Kyle
didn't seem to pick up on that. He was in too much of a panic.

"N-no, I was just havin' some fun. Really."

"I don't know. That's not the way Ryan put it. He said you were tryin' to
blackmail him."

"Well, maybe it came out that way. But I just wanted to fool around with
him. I would never make any trouble for him. I'd get into as much trouble
as he would."

"You're damn right, and now you'll get into even more if word gets out
about Ryan. You wouldn't want your whole school to see you sucking a big
black dick, would you?"

"No, please! I'll do anything you say. I don't want any trouble."

"I thought you might be reasonable about this." Carlos hesitated and
smiled. "Now, as long as we're all here we might as well have some
fun. Isn't that what you said you wanted? Fun?"

Kyle looked uncertain but Carlos turned to me. "How about lettin' the boy
taste a little white meat, Ry? He can probably handle yours better than
mine."

I unfastened my jeans and took out my cock. It was obvious Kyle wanted it
as soon as he saw it even though he looked nervous. I smiled reassuringly
at him and pointed my hardon in his direction. He tentatively took it in
his mouth and began to suck. In no time he was taking it to the base. The
kid seemed to be a natural. I handed the camera to Carlos and he took a few
pictures. I really got into looking down at that cute face swallowing my
manhood but after a few minutes I had an idea.

"So, Kyle, do you take it up the ass as well as you suck?" Kyle's eyes
widened with what looked like equal parts excitement and fear. He pulled
off my dick.

"Uh, I'm not sure. Never done that before."

"Well, we know how much you enjoy giving it. It's only fair that you see
what being on the receiving end is like, and you can probably take Ryan's
easier than mine." Carlos was still in his persuasive mode. He took my cock
in his right hand, ran down my shaft and held it around the base. "How
about it, Kyle, you want this inside you?"

Kyle was hesitant but couldn't take his eyes off my dick. He slowly nodded,
seemingly unable to say the words.

"Okay, I know you're not wearing much but you might as well take it off so
nothing gets in the way." Kyle looked startled but didn't resist when
Carlos and I together pulled his t-shirt over his head. He pushed his track
shorts and jockstrap down and stepped out of them. Carlos and I turned the
smooth young body around and bent him over slightly, each taking a cheek
and spreading his ass. We both moaned as we looked at his tiny tight
pucker.

"Better use your tongue to open that up a bit, Ryan."

I didn't need any further prompting. I squatted down behind Kyle, parted
his cheeks and dove in, feasting on that hot little ass. Kyle bent over,
bracing his hands on his knees and squirmed as I worked my tongue into
him. I could have feasted on that butt all day but Carlos at least
remembered we were out in a public place and didn't have much time, so he
interrupted me and handed me some lube. I applied it to my fingers and
worked one into the slightly loosened hole. He was far tighter than Carlos,
the only other guy whose hole I had fingered, but after a minute I was able
to fit a second finger in. When I thought he was ready I stood up, lubed up
my dripping tool and placed the head at his pucker. Very, very slowly I
pushed in. Carlos urged Kyle to push out at the same time and I felt my
dick slide in a millimeter at a time. The tightness and warmth was
exquisite and I closed my eyes as I kept going deeper and deeper into
him. When I finally bottomed out we both groaned.

"You okay, Kyle?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah, I think so. Go slow, okay?"

I pulled out very gradually and then pushed back in, the beginning of a
very slow longdicking. I grabbed his hips and gently pulled him on and off
my rod. When I saw he was moving his hips on his own I realized he was
feeling good so I picked up speed a bit, thrusting into him a little
harder. I noticed Carlos off to one side, alternately stroking his dick and
taking pictures. Kyle was pumping his cock with his right hand and as I
looked down at my tool disappearing into that hot little ass I felt my
balls pull up. I gave one final thrust and exploded inside him just as his
hole clenched tight around me, a sign of his orgasm. I collapsed onto his
back and wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight for a minute as we
both caught our breath, then slowly pulled out.

"Damn, that was awesome, Mr. Peters. I never imagined that could feel so
good."

"I enjoyed it quite a bit myself." I chuckled. "And I think you can call me
Ryan now."

Carlos and I helped Kyle back into his clothes and put our own equipment
away and then walked him out to the trail.

"Now you're going to keep your mouth shut about this and not cause any
trouble for Ryan, right Kyle? Remember I've got lots of pictures of you."

"You don't have to threaten me with them. I'll keep quiet. But, um, do you
think we can do this again sometime, guys?"

As much as I'd enjoyed fucking him I really wished the whole thing with him
had never happened. This was all just too close to home. Carlos must have
understood how I was feeling.

"We'll think about it, kid. I'd love to see if I could fit my tool in your
pussy but you're awfully young. We'll see."

Kyle looked disappointed but nodded his head. He started off down the trail
at a trot. Carlos and I watched his cute little butt wiggle off into the
distance. I turned toward the parking lot but Carlos stopped me.

"Wrong way, Ry."

"What do you mean? The car is over there." I pointed down the trail.

"I know, but we're not done here yet. You came, Kyle came. I'm not going
back to the city until I come, too."

"Must I remind you all this started because Jose wanted to fuck me here in
the woods?"

"But we know the danger now so we'll be more careful." He
grinned. "Besides, I can't go back to the city with you thinking that
you're a top now."

To be continued.