Date: Sun, 26 May 2013 17:20:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Nathan T. Subject: Slutty Ian is a Slut - Chapter 5 This is an account of my first sexual experiences with an underage boy. Please feel free to email me at the above address with any thoughts or comments you may have about this series. Thanks. Michael and I have been best friends since we were juniors in high school, so going on for about 6 years or so. We acted just like any other best friends would. We went shopping together, went to the movies, gone out to eat, told each other practically everything that was going on in our lives, the typical friendship between such close friends. He was pretty cute. Tall yet scrawny, very pale skin, gray eyes, and had longer than usual emo-style hair which he dyed jet black. Michael called me up one day and told me about how he met this hot guy online. They have such great conversations and could talk for hours upon hours, but the problem was, he lived in Houston, Texas, which was three and a half hours away from our city. I gave Michael the typical sigh and groan and totally dismissed it, telling him that long distance relationships just don't work at all. But then he told me that the guy wanted him to go up to Houston so they could meet. I instantly screamed out with excitement, that he should totally go see the guy in Houston and that I would go with him! Michael goes "you think?!..." "Would it be weird if I actually went all the way there just to see him though?" I told him that as long as I went with him it wouldn't be weird. If something bad happened between them, we could still enjoy ourselves and explore the new city and just live it up! The reality was however, I didn't really care about him meeting this new guy nor did I care about what would have happened, all I wanted was to go on a road trip! Of course I didn't tell him that though. I just really loved road trips, especially when I wasn't driving. Anyways, Michael began to get excited about the idea of driving up to Houston. I then told him that, "well since you'll have your guy when we're there, I want to have my own so I won't feel out of place, I really don't want to be a third wheel." I briefly told Michael about Ian once a few weeks back but I didn't get too into it because I didn't want the judgment. You see, Michael was the hopeless romantic long term relationship type of guy; he wouldn't go for what I had been doing with Ian. So I go on to tell him that I wanted to take Ian with us when we went to Houston. I built Ian up so well, I said that he was so nice and sweet and he wouldn't complain at all and that he would actually really like him as a friend. It didn't take long for Michael to agree with Ian coming along, but of course, we were already making plans for something that wasn't even in the works yet. So Michael said he'd call the guy and then let me know what he thought. Later that day, Michael called me back and said that the guy was really excited to be finally getting the chance to meet him. Michael also asked him if it would be alright to bring along a couple friends, he was totally fine with it. So Michael told me that we would be leaving Saturday morning and that to make sure that myself and Ian would be ready to go, he really didn't want to be late getting on the highway. It was only Wednesday so I said it was perfect and that I would tell Ian about the trip to see if he wanted to come along. I'd then call him back so we could be certain about everything. Now on this particular day, I had barely spoken to Ian. There were a few texts in the morning but not really much else. I ended up calling him instead of texting him just because of the importance of the situation. It's not like I was asking if he wanted to go to the movies or something, it was a trip in which we would be gone most of the day into the night, so Ian had to get permission from his dad. So I called him and he answered, I went on to ask what he was doing and all that nonsense, and then I told him about my friend Michael and how he was going to Houston to meet some boy and that I was tagging along and if he wanted to come along as well. Ian was totally for it and actually got pretty excited about it, but he said that he had to ask his dad if he could go, as expected. Ian said that he was going to ask him right that very second and for me to hold on, and so I did. He put the phone down and I waited for a little bit until I heard the rustling sounds of him picking back up the phone. Ian said that he could go! But Ian then told me that he lied saying that he was going to hang out at his friend's house for some birthday celebration, but that they planned it for the entire day. His dad wasn't too alarmed by it so he said sure. So this trip would be the first time in a few weeks that I would be seeing Ian, and that made me very happy. I figured nothing would happen while in Houston so I began to plan for us to see each other whenever we got back. In the days before the trip, Michael and I were thinking of how to go about the whole thing. First we settled that we would be taking his car, which was a white two door sports car, a Mitsubishi Eclipse, but that we would both split the gas money and he would drive there but I would drive back. We would be meeting this guy at the Galleria, which was this huge high-end mall with multiple levels and a skating rink, right in the center of downtown Houston. I thought it was a good place for them to meet. I called Ian that Friday to remind him that he needed to be ready by 10am, and he reassured me that it wouldn't be a problem. Friday night I was far too excited, I couldn't even sleep. I get to finally see Ian again and go on a road trip all at the same time?! It was such a good feeling. Saturday morning couldn't come fast enough. I did end up sleeping for just a couple hours and my alarm went off at 8am, so I jumped in the shower and got ready and all that good stuff. I texted Michael to make sure he was getting ready and of course he was. I texted Ian to make sure he was awake and he said he was about to jump into the shower. At 9:45am Michael finally picked me up and we took off to get Ian. He didn't realize how far Ian was until we were driving for some time, the traffic made it a lot worse. He kept asking if we were close to which I said yes, but we were still a ways away! We finally made it near Ian's neighborhood, so I called him and told him to leave his house. I told Michael that the street we needed to turn on was coming up but he was driving too fast and we missed it. As we were driving past, I saw that Ian was already standing right on the corner where I had been picking him up before. He was wearing the exact same outfit he wore the first time we met, except without the scarf. He was looking down at his feet kicking around something as we were passing and he just looked so adorable! I playfully screamed at Michael about missing the street and he started to jokingly freak out and I said "Ian is all alone and probably thinks we aren't coming so hurry up!" Michael eventually turned around and we picked up Ian. Michael then goes "omg he's so adorable look at him!" We stopped and I had to get out in order for Ian to get into the backseat. Ian spent the first half of the trip sat right in the middle leaning forward on the edge of the seat talking to the both of us and they got to know each other. I eventually decided to climb to the backseat to spend some quality time with Ian. I positioned myself so that my back would be on the corner where the seat and the door met, right behind the driver's seat. I spread my legs so Ian could scoot in between them and lay against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held him. Almost instantaneously Ian turned his head back to me and we started to make out. After a few minutes I looked over to Michael but he wasn't paying attention. I began to grab on Ian's dick and balls through his jeans, making him so horny, and Ian began to back his ass up into my crotch. I closed in my legs a bit and positioned Ian on my lap and wrapped my arms around him again and he just started to really grind on me. He was making me so horny my dick was getting rock hard. I could have just made him ride my cock right then and there! But I didn't as Michael began to realize what we were doing and started to ruin the moment by talking. So Ian got back in between my legs like before and I held him and we just talked and talked. We finally made it to Houston and Michael had the directions of where the Galleria was so drove there. It was such a big place I was surprised by the size of it. We drove around in circles for a bit because all of the garages charged and Michael didn't want to pay. He ended up calling the guy and he said to park at the strip mall that was across the street from the Galleria and that we would all meet at the Starbucks there. We went and found the strip mall and immediately saw the Starbucks, so we looked for a space and parked. We all headed inside and figured we would kill time until the guy showed up so we all ordered something. I ordered an iced green tea. Ian wanted a java chip frappe so I got him that. Michael got a vanilla frappe. It was about 15 minutes until the guy showed up. Michael noticed him as he was walking up so he stood up from the table we were at. Ian and I then both got up and followed Michael outside. So Michael finally meets the guy, his name was Ruben, a good looking muscular guy, somewhat tall, was obviously older than Michael, maybe in his 30s, but still good looking. They hugged and all that jazz, then Michael introduced Ian and I and we all shook hands, but I noticed how this guy was looking at Ian. He seemed to of taken just enough time so that he could take in what he could of Ian before having to break eye contact. It seriously, thoroughly, annoyed me. But anyways, Michael and Ruben walked off to the Galleria to hang out and Ian and I stayed at Starbucks to relax. After maybe 10 minutes, we decided to walk over to the Galleria to see what it was all about. We had to cross a couple intersections but we finally made it and went in through what I think was Macy's. We had made it to the mall, or so we thought. There wasn't really anything around as soon as we passed through Macy's and we didn't know where to go. There were these stairs with an escalator right in the middle that went down for a bit, we figured we needed to head down to get to the shopping area. We walked down quite a ways and what was funny was that there weren't any other people around. We made it to the bottom and it was just a big rectangle of walls. To the right were random custodial doors, but to the far top right were big metal and glass doors. We went over to them and saw that they led out to a level of a parking garage, which had maybe 3 cars in it. Obviously we were lost so I just said that we needed to head back up. As I began walking back, Ian stopped me and stood right in front of me, got in really close and just looked up at me. I knew what he wanted, so we started to make out right there, with no one around. I quickly got the idea that since there were no people coming in and out where we were, that maybe I should stick my dick in Ian's ass for just a second. I grabbed Ian's hips and crudely turned him around to which he let out a sexy moan. I reached in front and started to unbutton his jeans, I pulled his jeans and underwear down just enough so that they rested just below his butt, then I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down a little to take out my dick and balls. I spat on my hand and rubbed it on the head of my dick and told Ian to bend over. I guided it to his little hole and began to press it in, he moaned and moaned but I told him to be quiet, to which he still moaned! I pressed my dick in enough so that the head popped in so I began to fuck him with the head only, in and out, in and out, in rapid motions. I finally let go of my dick and grabbed onto Ian's hips and just stuck it all the way in! Ian let out a huge groan as I started to really plow this kid's asshole. I couldn't believe what we were doing, and where we were doing it at! I quickly got scared though that there were cameras around, so I immediately stopped and took my dick out and told Ian to pull his jeans back up and I did the same. Ian was annoyed that I did that but I told him we had to leave the area because there might be cameras watching and I didn't want to get us into trouble! So we made our way back to the stairs, but we chose to take the escalator instead. Ian got on before me and I was a couple of steps behind him so his bubble butt was right in my face, I actually leaned over and bit him on his butt! Ian giggled and grabbed my head and shoved my face into his ass, it was so adorable! We eventually found the actual shops and just looked around a lot of the stores, and yes, it was a very high end mall. We walked all around and saw the skating rink and all the restaurants. We ended up in Urban Outfitters looking at clothes and apartment essentials, joking about how we should live together, when I got a call from Michael asking to meet up. So Ian and I left to go meet them in front of Chili's, and when we got there, Ruben said that he wanted to take us all out to this restaurant he knew of that we would really enjoy. We said sure! We ended up walking around the mall together some more before we left. There was this instance where Ian was walking in front of us, and I leaned over to Michaels ear and said, still loudly to where Ian could hear me, "look at his ass, isn't it big?!" Then Ian proceeded to stick his butt out even more, making him walk in a funny way, and we all started to laugh! Gosh, I just don't know how this boy is able to get cuter and cuter. I actually leaned in to smack his butt after he did that. So anyways, after about 20 minutes, Ruben said that he had to go back to his apartment since he left his phone charger and credit card there, plus he wanted to change outfits. So we left the mall and Ruben went off to his car and the three of us left to Michael's car. Ruben came to where our car was at and so we followed him. We headed to his apartment which was actually pretty close, only a few minutes from the Galleria. When we pulled into the complex we followed Ruben's car all the way towards the back and turned right to head to his building, and so he parked and we parked right next to him. The plan was for all of us to wait in the car while Ruben ran up to get his stuff, but as soon as Michael turned off the car, Ian said that he had to use the restroom. So as Ruben was getting out of his car, Michael, Ian and I got out of the car and Michael sort of hollered at Ruben that Ian needed to use the bathroom and if he could use his, to which Ruben said "yeah sure!" Ruben told Ian just to follow him up the stairs, and so Ian walked off behind Ruben. Michael and I stayed by the car because we figured they would only be a couple minutes. We weren't really too sure where Ruben's apartment was at but we quickly noticed that the complex was four stories. We saw them walk up the outside staircase to the third floor and they walked in through the corridor of the building. To be very honest, as soon as Ian walked away with this guy, I started to get really nervous and this sickening feeling began in the pit of my stomach. Something just didn't feel right. But anyways, Michael and I just talked about what he and Ruben were talking about earlier and the vibes he was getting from the guy and just the whole situation. He asked me what I thought about Ruben and I said that he was a good looking dude and seemed cool, so if he liked him, I liked him. We talked for a few more minutes to kill time, but then it turned into a lot of time that we had to kill. It had been close to 15 minutes that they've been up there. Michael began to worry since they were taking so long to come back down, and I was quietly freaking out on the inside! I wasn't really trying to show my feelings at that moment but I'm sure it was obvious from my face and body language. Finally, Michael asked me if we should just go up and try to find his apartment to see what the hell was taking them so long, as he was saying that I was already making my way up the stairs! Michael followed quickly behind me and we made our way to the third floor. It was obvious that it was going to be difficult to find where they were at since there were maybe four to five doors on each side of the corridor, and nothing about any of them indicated that it was Ruben's apartment. I don't know why but we were hoping that one of the doors would have had like a rainbow or something gay on it so we could quickly identify that it was his! But that wasn't the case of course, so we knew we had to start knocking on doors to see where they were. I knocked on the first door on the left and some woman answered after a few moments, I figured it wasn't Ruben's apartment but I still asked if he lived there and she said I had the wrong apartment. So Michael ran off to the door on the right side of the building and knocked, and another woman answered almost immediately, and he asked her if Ruben was there, to which she said that she actually knew him and that he lived two doors down from her on the right. We were so thrilled at that moment and we both thanked her and ran off down the corridor to Ruben's apartment! We got there in just a few seconds and Michael knocked on the door and we waited, but no one was answering. Michael knocked again and we waited, looking over at each other, then we started to wonder if maybe there was another Ruben on the floor and the woman got them confused, no one was answering the door! Being far too nervous and anxious, I just reached out and grabbed the door knob and twisted it, it was unlocked, so I opened the door ever so slightly and we both peaked inside, making sure that no one we didn't know was in there. We didn't see anyone, so I stuck my head in even more, and the sounds... the sounds I heard, the sounds that quickly directed my attention to the right, down a hallway, where I saw light beaming from a room, light that was ever so softly brightening up the apartment itself... sounds of people groaning, moaning, slapping sounds... I looked over and saw through the opening of that door was Ian, he was slightly bent over a sink with both hands gripping it on each side, wearing his shirt, but his jeans and underwear were down around his ankles, and there was Ruben, behind Ian, bent over Ian holding him around his waist with his left arm ever so tightly, with only his shirt on and his jeans and underwear also around his ankles, he was pressing his chest and stomach right on Ian's back, and his right hand, holding Ian's face and neck as it was turned to the right, facing away from the opening in the door, as Ruben was hurriedly kissing him and sticking his tongue down Ian's throat. Ruben was grinding Ian's ass so hard with the occasional pulling out and slamming back in, that's where the slapping sounds came from. I was watching all of this happen, but realize that this was merely only a few seconds of what I saw. Michael came out front behind me and saw what was going on, and let's just say, he flipped the fuck out! He was screaming "OH MY GOD!" and "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" and "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He just kept repeating those phrases, pacing all around, while I just stood there stunned, I couldn't say anything or do anything. Ruben and Ian were caught so off guard by us being there so Ruben quickly shut the bathroom door pretty hard and all you could hear from inside there was "OH SHIT OH SHIT" and "OH MY GOD" and just a lot of gasps. I could hear them fumbling around trying to put their jeans back on and saying stuff to each other but I'm not entirely too sure what. I then sort of snapped out of it and walked over to Michael and grabbed him by his hand and then by his shoulders and led him out of the apartment back down to the car. I got Michael's keys and opened the passenger door and sat him inside, and I walked around and got into the driver's seat. We just sat there. I sat staring straight ahead while Michael began to cry his eyes out next to me. I mean he was really sobbing. There was a lot of "how could he do this??" and a lot of "I came all the way for that fucker and he does this to me!" phrases being thrown around. I still couldn't say anything. I knew that I was sad, maybe a little heartbroken even. I was trying to convince myself that I knew what kind of boy Ian was, and that I shouldn't be sad or mad about what just happened, but I was. A couple minutes later I saw Ian running down the stairs as fast as he could, I guess he thought we were going to leave him, and he came up to the car, looked through the windshield and saw where I was sitting, and he came up to the driver's side window. I got out of the car and told Michael just to stay in there. I walked to the back of the car with Ian and just stood there with a blank look my face. He told me how he knew what he did was wrong and that he really didn't intend to do what he did with the guy. Ian said that when he went up to use the bathroom, as soon as they got into the apartment, Ruben shut the door and simultaneously grabbed Ian's hand and pulled him in towards his chest and wrapped his arms around him. Ian reacted by saying "oh... oh my god what are..." Ruben cut him off by saying "what's up...?" with a devious grin on his face. Ian said he was so confused about what was happening and that his heart was beating so fast. He then told me Ruben started to grab on his ass, massaging it over his jeans, saying that he had been checking it out earlier and loved what he saw. Ruben even said that he wished that Ian was coming to meet him instead of Michael! Ian then said he began to get really horny from Ruben grabbing and massaging his ass, and also from being so pressed up against him, that he started to moan in his little sexual way. Ruben took it as a sign, so he moved in and kissed him pretty roughly. Ruben then dragged Ian off to the bathroom and actually let him pee while he stood there watching, and that was when it all started to go down. Ruben yanked Ian's jeans and underwear down and got on his knees and started to shove his face right into Ian's butthole while he was slightly bent over the sink. He said he knew he had to stop him but it felt just too good. And so from then on Ruben got up on his feet and began stabbing Ian's hole with his dick until it was able to go in without lube and just fucked him, and minutes later that's when Michael and I walked in. Ian added that they both actually heard us knocking, but Ruben was so intent on using his ass and cumming, that he wasn't remotely worried about whoever was at the door. This is something I know far too many guys will understand. Sometimes it's just too hard to stop once you're in it. Ian looked so obviously flustered and really nervous, that I pulled him in close to me and just hugged him. I rested my chin atop his head and he hugged me back. But now I had quite the dilemma on my hands. We used Michael's car to drive there, Ian was my friend/lover, Ian's now presumably on Michael's bad side, and we all were three and a half hours from home. I really didn't know what else to do or say, so I walked back to the car and told Michael that we should just go home and that I would drive like we planned. He didn't say anything. I asked if he was "good" and still he didn't reply. Then I told him that Ian was going to get into the backseat, but surprisingly he still didn't say anything. So I told Ian to get inside and so he did, ever so slowly, and we just drove on back home at about 5:30pm. The whole ride there nobody said anything, just the music playing softly in the background. The sky began to get dark with still the hint of sunlight coming through. It was about two hours into the trip and I was driving like usual, when out of nowhere Ian leaned up in between the seats and gave me a big kiss right on my cheek, then he leaned back onto his seat again. I'm still not sure to this day whether that was a kiss just to be a kiss, or if it meant that he was genuinely sorry for what he did, or if it was his way of suggesting that he thought of me as more than just some guy who fucked him. I don't know, but either way it was really sweet. The road trip actually took an exciting turn with us being chased down by the state police because I was speeding. It wasn't my car and I didn't want to get involved with the police so I ran from the cop which was so stupid. I swerved in and out of traffic like I was some stunt driver and took the first exit that came up and stopped at a gas station that was full of people, figuring that we would be able to hide out there until the coast was clear. It really did make for quite the ride for Michael and Ian as they began to speak, not directly to each other, but about the exciting incident that took place while in the presence of each other, if that makes any sense. We bought some sodas from the gas station, put some gas since we were running low, and headed out after about 20 minutes. We finally made it back and so I dropped off Ian at the end of his street at about 9:30pm. I told him that I would come back to pick him up as soon as I got home. I instructed Ian to tell his dad that he needed to come back home to shower and change clothes but that he would be heading back out to the "birthday party." Ian said "oh... okay" and walked off home. I quickly realized then that I never actually told Ian about hanging out after the trip, I just figured it, but Ian didn't say no or anything so it was a go. On the ride to my house Michael and I talked about what happened as he was still angry about it all. I just told him that at least now he knew not to waste his time on these out of town guys. I then told him I was so sorry about Ian and that I wouldn't bring him around ever again. So I finally made it home at about 10pm, Michael switched seats with me and drove on home. Instead of getting into my car to leave, I went inside and took a shower and changed since I wanted to be fresh for Ian, so I took a bit longer than I should have. A while later when I was finally ready, I left to go pick up Ian.