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Chapter Seven

"Let me see!" I yelled to Cole, laughing.

"No!" he said adamantly.

"Aw, come on!" I pleaded. "I'm sure you're adorable!"

"I look like a fool," Cole sulked from the bathroom.

"Lemme see," I laughed, bouncing up and down on the bed.

Cole slowly walked out of the bathroom, rounding the corner and into my sight. He had an embarrassed look on his face.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"See!" Cole exclaimed, blushing.

"No, babe, you're fucking adorable," I said honestly. Cole was unhappy about wearing his tuxedo to the wedding. While it did look very odd on a boy who hated to wear clothes in general and never dressed up, Cole was very handsome in it. What cracked me up was the little red bowtie at the top his mother insisted he wore.

"I look like a tool," Cole moaned.

"No you don't," I told him. "Everybody's dressed up at these things."

"I'd rather wear a tie like you," Cole said.

I was in a pair of slacks with a dress shirt, black coat, and tie. I know what Cole was feeling, it felt weird for me to be dressed like this too, but we were going to a wedding.

"Well, I'm going to be honest with you," I told Cole, "you're really turning me on in that thing. If we didn't just do it, I would tear those fucking clothes off and bang the shit out of you."

"Really?" Cole grinned.

"Yes," I said sincerely. He was really, really cute all dressed up.

"Alright," he sighed.

Cole and I woke up around ten o'clock this morning, his mom long gone. We had a long sex session complete with plenty of foreplay and anal before showering and getting dressed for the wedding. It started at three, about an hour from now.

"Okay buddy, get your shoes on," I told him, still barefoot.

"I hate these fucking dress shoes," Cole mumbled, pulling his shiny leather shoes out of closet. He started to put on a pair of athletic socks from his bag before I stopped him.

"You can't wear normal socks with your tux and fancy shoes," I said, looking amused at Cole. He couldn't care less about the whole dressing up thing.

"Why not? They're socks," Cole said, looking at me with annoyance.

"Because when you sit or walk your socks are probably gonna show a little bit, and the last thing you need is a white athletic sock with a giant swoosh," I explained.

Cole just looked at me in disbelief, his mouth hanging half open.

I walked over to the closet and found a pair of dress socks that his mom had packed. Tossing them towards Cole I told him to put them on.

"These are so high," Cole moaned, pulling them halfway up his calves.

"Yeah," I agreed, knowing Cole was dreading this wedding. I wasn't looking forward to it much either, I didn't really know anybody and it did eat up a good part of the weekend. But it was important to his mom and that's really all that mattered.

"Can we leave tonight?" Cole asked.


"What's the point of staying?" Cole asked. "Everything's gonna be over in a few hours after it starts anyways. We're just leaving tomorrow morning anyways."

"Well, he have another night in the hotel," I reminded Cole.

"Fuck that," Cole said. "We can't do anything anyways. That way tomorrow we could still sleep in way late instead of getting up for check out and crap."

Cole had a point. We'd probably be done with this wedding business by seven o'clock or so, there was no reason really to stay, especially considering the squeaky bed.

"Okay, let's make a deal," I said, thinking. "You perk up and pretend to be happy at this wedding and I'll drive you home tonight, as long as we leave by eight."

Cole thought about it for a moment, biting his lower lip.

"Deal," he grinned, shaking my hand.

I walked over to the mirror and made sure my hair looked okay. I played with Cole's a little to make sure he looked nice, his mom made that my responsibility, then we left the hotel room.

The church where the ceremony was going to be at was only a few blocks away from the hotel. Cole and I still needed to eat a little something, having missed the hotel breakfast, so we quickly stopped inside a Subway along the way.

"Six inch and do not get the meatball," I instructed Cole.

"Why?" he pouted. It was one of his favorites.

"You're going to spill it all over yourself like always," I explained.

"You sound like my mom," Cole laughed. "Finnnnne, I'll get the ham and turkey."

"No meal deal either," I told him.

"Why?" Cole whined. Damn he was whiney today! He must have been really dreading this wedding.

"I'm broke and there's a ton of food after the wedding," I explained.

"Oh," Cole said.

We quickly devoured our sandwiches and then headed towards the reception. It was outside the church in a garden type of setting, the chairs already filled with people chatting excitedly. A group of younger kids was off playing tag and there were a few boys Cole's age standing around and looking generally bored.

"Hey guys!" Cole's mom called, breaking off from a social circle of about six people.

"Hey Linda," I smiled back.

"Did you all get something to eat?" she asked.

"We stopped at Subway," Cole told his mom, squinting because of the sun.

"We slept past the free breakfast," I explained.

"Oh, I will have to pay you back for that," Linda quickly assured me.

"Oh, no please, my treat," I said. "This `lil squirt is worth it."

"Well thank you," Linda smiled. "I'm just so excited my sister is getting married!"

"And you get to be her bridesmaid!" I exclaimed.

"I just hope I don't trip," Linda laughed. "Anyways, feel free to mingle, I think people are going to take their seats in about fifteen minutes."

"Alright, we'll be watching you on stage," I grinned.

"Yeah, don't screw up," Cole smirked.

"I won't you little booger," his mom said, bopping him playfully on top of his head.

Cole and I headed towards the shade of the picnic tables where the reception would be afterwards. All dressed up in these hot clothes during this weather would not be comfortable and most the seating for the wedding was right in the sun.

"How ya holdin' up?" I asked Cole.

"I'm okay," Cole smiled at me. "This would be hell without you."

"Awww, same," I said, giving him a kiss through the air. "Although I think sitting through an hour wedding is well worth it for cake and tons of food after."

"True," Cole said.

"Did you want to go hang with any of the kids your age? I'm sure your cousins are here somewhere," I suggested.

"Naw," Cole replied. "I'd rather be with you, all guys my age talk about is girls and pussy."

"Yuck," I grinned.

"Tell me about it," Cole beamed.

"Yeah, when I was your age, it sucked," I sighed. "Half the time my friends were talking about getting pussy or whatever and I could've cared less. The only good part was they'd get horny and pop boners so I'd get to watch them try to hide it."

"Totally," Cole laughed.

"But overall it sucks, because you just want to talk about how you feel and who you find hot, but you can't. You have to make shit up."

"Yeah," Cole sighed.

"Think if they never could talk about girls. They had to go through all of middle school and high school not talking a word about it and at the same time pretend to like boys."

"They couldn't," Cole said simply.

"Exactly. But oh well, enough venting of my pent up childhood frustrations."

"No, I like hearing about them," Cole smiled softly at me. "Let's me know how alike we are. Makes me feel closer to you."

"Awww, little buddy," I said, getting a touch emotional. "If we were alone I'd be kissing you right now."

"Same," Cole smiled.

"Sucky parts of life aside, we are pretty damn lucky to have each other," I said. "At least I feel lucky to have you."

"I am more than lucky," Cole said. "When my dad died and we moved here and I had no friends... I've never felt more sad and alone. And I know I don't go to church much or really even know if I believe it all, but if there is a God, he sent you to me for a reason. And I've never been happier in my entire life."

By this time my eyes were watering and starting to drip down my face. I couldn't help myself anymore, I stood up and went to the other side of the table and hugged Cole tight.

"I'm the luckiest guy in the world to have you," I sniffed, looking at him in the eyes while trying to wipe my own.

"Shit," Cole laughed, wiping tears off his own face, "It's like we're having our own wedding right here."

I laughed at Cole, always trying to bring humor into situations.

Eventually we composed ourselves enough to head back to where the wedding was going to take place and took two seats near the back. Cole was on the outer side of the aisle and I was right next to him. Slowly the people trickled in and within ten minutes the seats were full, an excited buzz of conversation filling the garden.

The pianist started playing and the show was on the road. I hadn't been to a wedding in at least five years and remember dreading them as a kid. I think if I cared about someone getting married, like a good friend or a family member, I would enjoy it more. As for now both Cole and I were waiting for the ceremony to get over so we could shove our faces and head home.

The flower girl walked down the isle and she couldn't have been more than five years old. She looked horrified and wasn't even throwing the flowers, instead just bee-lining it straight ahead as fast as she could. Next the bride, Cole's Aunt, came down the isle, her elderly father's face streaked with tears. She did look amazing in her dress, blowing gently in the breeze. Up ahead her finance twitched in nervous anticipation. Cole's mom was already at the alter with the other bridesmaids, a huge smile on her face.

I knew a lot of talking was about to commence, so I looked over to see how Cole was doing. Glazing off to the side at the sky and trees, his mouth was slightly open and you could tell he was checked out from the ceremony. Looking down I could see a bulge in his black pants, moving gently up and down seemingly with each beat of his heart.

Chuckling to myself, I turned my attention back to the wedding. Poor kid was always thinking about sex, but then again, looking back when I was that age, it was always on my mind as well. Of course when I was with Cole it still was on my mind a lot as well.

The ceremony dragged on, but it didn't last quite as long as I remembered when I was a kid. Either it was a quicker wedding or I wasn't so impatient anymore. The vows were very touching and everyone hooted and hollered as they kissed each other for the first time since being married.

By now Cole had snapped back to attention and his excitement had subsided. He looked over at me and gave me a small smile.

"That wasn't so bad was it babe?" I asked him.

"Meh," he grumbled.

Cole's mom came bouncing up to us, very excited about her sister getting married.

"Wasn't that just a wonderful ceremony?" she sighed. "It was so romantic."

"The bride was stunning," I said. That made me sound straight, right?

"Yeah, sis was beautiful," Linda smiled. "What did you think of your auntie Cole?"

"It was nice," he said plainly.

"Good," Linda said, knowing Cole was trying his best. "Well, the reception will be inside the church in about thirty minutes or so, feel free to mingle in the meantime."

Cole gave me a weird look as his mom walked away.

"What?" I asked.

"Ask her about going home tonight," Cole said.

"Oh yeah," I realized. "But wait, wasn't the deal you had to be happy at this wedding?"

"I am happy," Cole said, folding his arms on his chest.

Like I was going to pass up a night alone in the house and sex with him. Oh well Jason, make him sweat a little.

"I dunno, I don't think I saw you smile once," I trailed off.

Cole gave me a huge, giant fake smile.

I burst up laughing, "Okay, okay. Like I wasn't going to drive you home anyways, seesh."

"Sweet," Cole grinned for real.

"There we go," I chuckled.

Tracking Linda back down, I ran the idea by her. She didn't seem to have any problem with it, just a little concerned about getting home around midnight and me driving tired.

"I woke up at noon," I lied, fudging by two hours. "Plus this little bugger never shuts the hell up."

"Hey!" Cole grinned.

"Well, there really is no reason for you to stay at all," Linda pondered. "Would be nice not to have to hurry out to make soccer practice tomorrow either."

"Yeah," Cole nodded.

"It's your call Jason," Linda told me. "You are the one who drove, don't let Cole force you into anything. I know he didn't really want to be here in the first place."

Cole rolled his eyes and looked annoyed. But now that I thought about it, I really wanted it too. While the ceremony was nice and everything, I didn't really know these people. And instead of spending another night in that restrictive hotel room, we could go back to his house, do what we please, and sleep together without fear of getting caught.

"I think tonight would be best. No reason to stay really and it would make tomorrow a lot easier," I decided.

"Alright, sounds good," Linda smiled. "You guys should probably skip out of here early so you're not on the road too late. Make sure to say hi to your auntie Cole, but other than that I don't think people will notice you gone."

"Cool," Cole grinned, ecstatic to have permission to leave the wedding early.

"You guys can grab some food so you don't have to buy any then head back to the hotel."

"Perfect," I smiled.

As Linda walked away, Cole turned and high fived me. He looked like a little kid on the last day of school, beaming with excitement.

We met up with some of Cole's cousins, however not many were his age and Cole never really saw them very much. Most wondered how I ended up living with Cole and his mom and I just told them she hired me to watch Cole after school and became good friends so it was only natural. I think the story fudged a little bit was much better than telling about Cole being depressed and lonely after his dad dying and moving to a new town.

A number of adults came up to Cole and asked him sympathetically how he was doing. Although they weren't directly stating it, it was obvious they meant after his dad had died. Cole didn't outwardly show his annoyance, but I could tell he hated people acting like that around him.

The party finally moved inside to a large dance hall set up with dozens of tables and hundreds of chairs. A large buffet was spread out before us as Cole and I ran to the front of the line to get out as quickly as possible. Good thing we did, the line eventually wound all the way outside and wasn't moving particularly fast.

Cole and I sat alone at a table in the corner of the room, eating our food quickly without talking. Once in a while we'd look at each other and smile, but both of us were eager to break away from the wedding. As we were finishing up Cole's mom approached the table with her own plate of food.

"Just wanted to stop and say goodbye," she smiled. "Might as well do it here and not make such a scene. I am going to go eat with my sister, the bride."

"Cool," I smiled. "You going to toast later?"

"Of course," she laughed, blushing. "I don't know what to say."

"I'm sorry I'm going to miss it," I teased.

"Don't worry Jason, I'm sure dozens of people will be taping it so we can watch later," Cole winked, a twinkle in his eye.

"Ahhhh!" his mom joked. "Anyways, you two have a safe drive and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye mom," Cole said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye Linda," I said, giving her a hug.

"Be careful with my precious cargo," she whispered in my ear.

"I will, promise," I smiled.

Linda waved goodbye and bounced away towards the head table with her food. Cole and I just looked at each other grinning and tore into the rest of our meal.

"Too bad we'll miss the cake," I exclaimed.

"Shit, you're right," Cole pouted.

"We can stop at DQ or something and get ice cream," I reassured Cole. "Gotta break the trip up somehow."

"I know how," Cole grinned mischievously.

"Not again," I laughed. "I almost crashed."

"And you are welcome," Cole said, sticking out his tongue.

Now that we were both done, Cole and I slipped quietly out of the room. There were some guests still in line waiting for food although most were eating by now.

"Can't wait to take these fuckin' shoes off," Cole mumbled to himself as we walked down a hallway to the outside.

"Cole!" I said in fake astonishment. "Not in the house of God."

"Meh," Cole shrugged. "I went to church with Chase a bunch of times and we'd sneak off and give each other head in the bathroom. No biggie."

Chase was his best friend fuck buddy before he moved last year. He was also Cole's own age, unlike me.

"That's hot," I said honestly, opening the door and feeling the rush of the warm summer air in my face. The sky was a deep orange as the sun was beginning to set behind the mountains. Most of the drive would be in the dark again, however knowing what was to come when we got back as more than enough to keep me awake.

Cole and I held hands, talking about the upcoming week. Skyler was coming over again after practice Thursday, although Cole was disappointed that his mom was going to be there. I told him I could keep her occupied in the front of the house while he and Skyler messed around in Cole's bedroom, but I know Cole didn't like to have to be discreet when having sex.

As for me, I continued to have summer school but it wasn't really difficult at all. It would be over in a few weeks and then I'd have a month to slob around and do nothing with Cole. I also needed to try and get together with my college friends more. Honestly I wasn't concerned about the image of me hanging around a thirteen year old so much as I was worried about myself being too reliant on Cole. We spent a lot of time together and it was good to have some time apart.

Entering the hotel lobby, we were greeted with a friendly smile from the older man at the front desk.

"Coming back from the wedding are we?" he asked.

"Yeah," Cole said sweetly.

"Well you look very nice young man," the guy smiled.

"Thanks," Cole said, flashing him a smile.

He burst into quiet laughter as we rounded the corner.

"What?" I asked, amused at Cole.

"He so wanted to bang me," Cole grinned.

"Pssht, Cole... you think everyone wants to bang you," I laughed.

"So?" he said innocently. "They do."

"Eh, you're probably right," I conceded, opening the door to our room with my card key.

"But I only do it with ones who I really like and who are really special to me," Cole said, grabbing me by the arm and kissing me on the lips.

"Awww," I cooed. "At least I know I'm better than that hotel lobby guy."

"That will be you some day," Cole joked.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

"Kidding," Cole grinned. "I'll be right there with ya."

"Hope so," I sighed.

"And then we'll do it with our gross old penises," Cole giggled.

We quickly packed our things, leaving out an outfit to change into. Cole's mom was going to bring Cole's tuxedo back, although I bet this was the last time he was going to be able to wear it before he grew out of it. Since we only stayed one night there wasn't much to clean up.

"Hey Jase?" Cole looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

"What babe?"

"Can you give me a BJ before we leave?" he pleaded.

"Only if you give me one," I winked back.

"Sweet," he grinned widely.

"But make `em quick," I instructed. "We gotta hit the road and I wanna save up my good orgasm for tonight."

Cole grinned and started to take his clothes off.

"No," I said, grabbing him. "Leave it on."

How many times did I get to gave sex with a thirteen year old in a tux?

A sly smile came across Cole's face as he loosened my pants and pulled them down to my knees. Guess it was my turn first. I waddled over and sat on the edge of the bed while Cole kneeled in front of me. Knowing we had to get the show on the road I was going to let my body cum as fast as it could. Normally the both of us would try and prolong things, but the main show was going to be a four hour car ride away. Just the image of Cole sucking my cock, plus the actual feeling of his tongue and mouth coming down in me, was enough to get me off in a minute or so.

"Make sure not get my cum on your tux," I panted, my hands gripping either side of the bed while Cole's tongue whirled around my dick.

"I'm gonna swallow," Cole mumbled, his mouth full.

"I know babe, just sometimes it drips," I said, almost annoyed at myself for sounding like such an adult.

Moaning softly at the pleasure, I laid back against the bed, reveling in the sensation of Cole's warm face in my crotch, his tongue teasing every inch of my throbbing dick. The entire length of my cock was in his mouth as I could almost feel the head of my penis hitting the back of his throat.

I could feel myself starting to climax and I didn't resist it at all. I tapped Cole on the head to let him know I was about to cum and then braced myself for the explosion. My penis got harder and harder until all of a sudden it burst, sending gob after gob of cum down Cole's throat.

Slowly my body came to a stop, my still hard cock flopping out of Cole's mouth shining with his saliva. My lover was happily licking his lips and twirling his tongue around his mouth making sure he had swallowed every last bit of my cum.

"That was great babe," I smiled, leaning in and giving him a kiss.

"No problem," Cole said, clearing his throat and adjusting his bowtie.

"Top notch service, five star," I joked. "How much do I owe you?"

"A cock sucking of my own," Cole said simply, not caring so much for my attempted role play.

"Yes sir," I saluted, trading places with Cole.

"I'll try and be quick," Cole promised me, knowing he liked to tease himself and sometimes drag these things on forever.

"And promise me this will be it until we get home," I added. "No busting your nut in any fashion in the car, I want you horny later tonight."

"I'm always horny," Cole smiled.

"True," I grinned, unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down his thighs. I popped his boner through the hole in boxers and took it in my mouth. I would never tire of the feeling or taste of Cole's little cock in my mouth, all four and a half inches throbbing and at the mercy of my every move.

Cole groaned loudly, his hands playing with my hair and messing up the nice comb job I had done for the wedding. My own hands were up Cole's shirt, rubbing his belly and nipples gently. He was just so soft everywhere on his entire thirteen and a half year old body.

Twirling my tongue around the head of his penis, I was startled by the sudden noise of a door opening.

Confusion ensued. I didn't know who was coming in or from where, but I knew my mouth wasn't supposed to be in Cole's naked groin. Panic set in for the both of us, I bolted up from my kneeling position while Cole quickly tried to zip up his pants.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry," came a voice, which I immediately recognized as Cole's mom.

Oh shit! Fuck!

The door seemed to close as quickly as it opened, Linda hurrying back to her own room. That fucking door in between the two rooms was left unlocked. Why the fuck was his mom here? Wasn't she supposed to be at the wedding?

My heart was racing, beating so fast I thought it was going to explode in my chest. That was it, my life was over. I was going to go to jail, get labeled a sex offender, God knows what.

"Mom!" Cole called, finally zipped up. He looked frantically at me and burst into his mom's room. I stayed behind, sitting on the bed around the corner where Linda couldn't see me. I could never face her again. How could I do this to her?

"Mom I can explain!" I hear Cole cry frantically.

"Don't worry," Linda said, trying to stay calm. "I'm really sorry I didn't knock. I just promised to give Jason gas money but I spaced it and wanted to catch you guys before you left."

"It's my fault," Cole cried to his mom.

"It's okay, don't worry about it," Linda said, trying to keep calm. "I'll talk to you about it tomorrow at home."

"Don't tell anyone," Cole pleaded. I was still sitting dumbfounded on the bed.

"I won't honey," she assured him before calling, "Jason, I'm not angry okay? We'll talk later."

Continuing to sit there dumbfounded, I could barely think. My entire body was numb. I literally had no idea what to do. Part of me wanted to kill myself, part of me wanted to run to the border, and another wanted to stick it through and see if things wouldn't turn out so bad.

Cole walked slowly back into the room, his face red and streaked with tears. We just stared at each other, not knowing what to say or what to do.


End of Chapter Seven

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