Date: Wed, 10 Sep 2014 23:25:13 -0400 From: Rob K Subject: Spring Break with Jeremy - Chapter 9 this story is mine...these people aren't real...if you are underage, stop reading ...PLEASE contribute to Nifty – they're amazing! And now...Chapter 9!! ***** Spring Break with Jeremy - Chapter 9 -Wednesday- I took in a deep breath. In my half-awake state I smelled a slight floral aroma. Something then tickled my nose and I slowly opened my eyes. Before me was an expanse of beautiful, soft rusty colored hair. It took just a second to register my position of spooning Jeremy. His soft breathing told me that he was still deep asleep. My mind went back to last night, how I had tortured him with pleasure, how I had given him the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced, and how he had given a not so veiled threat to get his revenge. It was shortly afterwards that we had exited the hot tub, dried off and sat down on the living room sofa, cuddling while I put on a movie. The opening credits hadn't even finished before the exhausted lad was asleep, so I turned everything off and carried him up to bed. Now, he was on his side, his back pressed against my chest, and my morning erection nestled snugly between his butt cheeks. I stifled a chuckle as I slowly backed away and carefully got out of bed. Looking down I saw what can only be described as an angel. Laying on his side with his hands resting under his face...he looked too sweet for words. I made my way to the bathroom to relieve myself and rejoined him in the bedroom. Grabbing my laptop I deftly made my way back into bed as not to disturb him and proceeded to catch up on news and email. At first, it was hard for me to concentrate because my eyes would inevitably fall up his naked body. I also was fighting off the urge to take him right there, but I wanted him to get a good rest. The last few days had been nothing but hustle and bustle at the amusement park so a good recharge sleep was just what he needed. Eventually I was able to dive into my email and lost track of time. "Hey..." I heard Jeremy say, snapping me from my work. I looked down to see that Jeremy had rolled over and was now on his other side, facing me. "Good morning," I smiled. Jeremy rolled onto his back and stretched, not bothering to hide his glorious morning erection. "Man...I don't remember even falling asleep." He glanced up and me and grinned impishly. "You really wore me out...and you hardly fucked me at all." "That's right," I slowly nodded. "You know, I could take care of that right now if you want." He giggled and leapt from the bed, running into the bathroom. "In a second," he called. I laughed as I closed my laptop, placing it on my bedside table. I then reached in the drawer and took out a small tube of lube. If it was a rough fucking he wanted, it was a rough fucking he was going to get. It wasn't even a minute later before he was launching himself and landing on the bed, face down. He then rose up his hips and wiggled his butt in the air. "Gonna take me like this?" he asked in a sexy voice. "Nope...you're going to ride me," I answered. I squirted some lube onto my hand and worked it all around my growing erection. I then positioned myself on my back, arms behind my head. "Alright...sit on it." I looked pointedly at my erection and grinned. He laughed and started to straddle me but I quickly stopped him. "No...the other way," I said, twirling my finger. He got the idea and turned around so his back was to me. I reached down and aimed my cock at his hole and watched transfixed as he slowly and carefully lowered himself until my tip slid into him. My hands then found his waist, gripping slightly as I felt an incredible tightness envelope my member. "Ohhhh..." he moaned as more of my cock impaled him. "Fuck this feels amazing." He finally bottomed out, letting out a deep sigh. My hands traveled up his back, rubbing slightly as he remained still, adjusting to my girth. "Jer...you're so wonderful." He looked over his shoulder at me and chuckled. "Are you kidding? You feel amazing to me!" He then looked down his back and got a sly look on his face. "I bet I know why you like this position." Leaning forward slightly, he shifted his legs and ankles a bit so the tops of his feet were resting on my belly, showing off his tender soles. I laughed and reached down, rubbing them slightly. "There's also this amazing ass I can stare at," I said, giving one of his cheeks a playful swat. "Oh yeah...I bet you love my ass, don't you?" he said sexily. He then rose up slightly and then sat back down, re-enveloping my cock in his tightness, making him moan slightly. "Mmmm," I groaned. "I love everything about you, but that's not why I wanted you to turn around." "You sure?" he grinned, still looking at me over his shoulder and now wiggling his toes against my belly. I reached up and gently grabbed his shoulders, pulling him back as I moved my knees up. "Huh?" he asked in surprise before getting what I was aiming for. "Cool...we haven't done it like this before." In the end, he was laying down, his back against my chest and his head just under mine, resting on my collarbone. He then shifted his legs so his knees were bent, his feet on my knees. "There's always a first time for everything," I said, wrapping my arms around him. "Mmmm...I could hold you all day," I whispered into his ear. Before he could say anything I moved my hips, slowly thrusting up into him. "Ahhh..." he sighed. "Steve..." he started as he turned his head toward mine and looked up. "This feels awesome. I could stay here all day too." I replied by slowly almost pulling all the way out of him before sliding back into him. "Mmmm...so tight..." I breathed. "You're just so damn wonderful." My right hand traveled down his taunt stomach until it found an extremely hard little cock. "Maybe I shouldn't leave this alone." Jeremy gasped, feeling my fingers wrapping around his member. "Oh fuck yeah...do it Steve...please!" I grinned as I started to slowly stroke his erection in time to my upward thrusts. "I love how this little guy here is always hard." "I love how you always play with him," Jeremy signed, raising his arms and encircling my head. "Mmmm...feels good." After a while of slow stroking and thrusting, he wiggled his butt against me and whimpered. "C'mon Steve...don't be so mean." "Oh, very well," I feigned a sigh. My arm tightened around his chest and I started thrusting upward a bit faster. "Yeahhhh..." he sighed. "Love when you go faster like this." It didn't take long for his breathing to quicken. His moans and grunts of ecstasy were intoxicating, but I set of from the start to make this last. "Does this feel good, Jeremy?" I whispered into his ear as I gave a sharp thrust upward. "Ugh!" he gasped. "F-feels fuckin...amazing..." I smiled. "Good, because I love to make you feel amazing," I grunted, picking up the pace. My grip tightened around his cock as I started jacking it faster. "Go on Jeremy," I whispered. "Cum for me." "Ahhh...ahhh..." Jeremy replied. "Oh wow...oh yeah...almost..." My arm that was holding his body against mine felt him begin to tremble and twitch. I knew it would be any second. "Ahhh...ahhh...yes...YESS!!" he cried loudly. I felt his chest tighten under my arm and his feet push against my legs in an attempt to straighten as a powerful orgasm ripped through his body, but it was nothing like the tight spasms my cock was feeling. I stopped thrusting not only because of him tightening around me so much, but because I wanted to last. My hand felt his cock throb so I tightened the grip around his tip, stroking in time to his ejaculations. "Haa...Ahhhh..." was all he could get out as I slowed down my jacking until he had stopped cumming. "Oh wow...oh fuck..." he gasped, feeling my fingers lightly tracing around the base of his cock and tight ballsack. "I think I have a favorite position," he giggled between gasps. "That was amazing." I grinned slyly, knowing that it was not over. "Oh, you liked that, huh?" I asked. I then quickly wrapped my other arm around him and rolled over so I was atop him, my cock still buried deep in him. I grabbed his wrists and held them tight against the bed and leaned down. "Ready for the real show?" I whispered into his ear. I saw his eyes widen in disbelief as I rose up on my arms and started thrusting long and deep into him. Fuck I loved the feel of his butt cheeks against my belly and the almost obscene sound of flesh hitting flesh as my balls started to collide with his. "Oh no...oh fuck..." he whimpered. He tried to move his arms but was totally immobilized under me. "Oh Steve..." he cried. "Oh yeah..." I growled. "You're all mine." My thrusting increased in speed and roughness, making him grunt each time I rammed into him. "You like this Jeremy? You like when I own you like this?" Jeremy's eyes flickered open and the slightest of grins appeared on his lips. "F..fuck yeah..." he groaned. "I'm...I'm yours..." I could feel the imminent release fast approaching but I didn't want to hold back...not now. I wanted to fill this kid's insides with my seed so bad. Jeremy's breathing was increasing as the sound of "Ugh...ugh...ugh..." got louder and louder with each hard thrust. Man he was a loud lover. The only things he could move were his hands and I saw him gripping the sheets tightly. "Oh yeah...gonna cum for me again Jer?" I grunted. "Uh huh..." was all he could get out. "Good! I want to feel you cum again." I groaned. "In...me..." Jeremy groaned as he clenched his eyes shut and opened his mouth in a silent scream of ecstasy. I then felt his muscles tighten again around me and I lost it. I barely remember taking a few more hard thrusts into him before almost blacking out; the force of my orgasm that powerful...the feelings so intense. I then realized I was laying on top of him, trembling from aftershocks and breathing hard. "Oh shit..." I panted. "Are you okay?" Concern washed over me as I rose back up on my arms and looked down at him, afraid I might have hurt him. My concern then morphed into relief as I saw his eyes slowly open and a silly grin appear on his face. "Oh yeah..." he breathed. "I feel great!" I let out a deep sigh of relief. "Ok...good! I kind of lost of there." Jeremy giggled. "You can lose control like that whenever you want." He then took a deep breath and quickly let it all out. "Damn...that was intense." He looked up at me and grinned. "You held me down while you roughly fucked me. You know I love that." I laughed and slowly pulled my shrinking cock from him. I then plopped onto my back and sighed again, worn out and still feeling aftershocks. Jeremy wasted to time in crawling halfway onto me in his favorite cuddle position and rested his head on my chest. I could feel his rapid heartbeat, as well as a slight coating of cool slime from the cum of two orgasms, against my side. We laid there in silence for a while, his finger absently twirling around my chest while mine traveled up and down his back to his backside. Eventually I broke the silence. "Hey...want to get cleaned up and head to the mall?" "In a little," Jeremy sighed in return. "I can still feel your cock in me. If I get up and walk around, it will go away." I smiled and slightly squeezed a butt cheek. "Not a problem. Maybe I can put it back in there later on." "Promise?" he asked, laughing slightly as he looked up at me. "Of course Jeremy," I grinned. "Whenever you want." "Well..." he said slowly getting up. "You ARE going to be my slave this afternoon when we get back." He laughed and hopped to the floor. Looking down at his chest he grinned broadly. "You fucked two cums out of me. Next time...go for 4." I grinned and sat up; staring at a well fucked boy with a chest plastered with cum, wobbly legs, and extremely messed up hair. Damn...I could just grab him and give him a repeat performance, but we needed to get to the mall. "If my master commands, I will comply," I said, bowing slightly. The little imp just winked at me and walked toward the bathroom, a slight rivulet of my cum leaking from his backside and down his leg. ***** Later that morning we found ourselves at the mall. Being the largest mall in the tri-state area it took us a few hours of checking out the stores in the cyberzone, playing with the newest technology and buying a thing or two. "You know, my dad is gonna kill you," Jeremy said as he sipped his large Coke. We were at one of the food courts eating some burgers looking through what I had purchased. "Why?" I asked innocently. "Doesn't he realize that the older iPoids can't be loaded with the latest operating systems? Your current one is what...three years old?" He looked down at the latest and greatest model of iPod Touch. "Yeah but..." he started before shrugging and looking up quickly. "Thank you by the way," he said, flashing his patented, heart-melting smile. "You're quite welcome," I said, sitting back and taking a bite of my burger. I then heard a faint buzzing noise. Leaning over, Jeremy retrieved his phone from his pocket and checked it. His eyes narrowed and then a look of surprise crossed his slightly flushed face. "Oh no..." he whispered. I arched my eyebrows and was about to ask what was wrong when I heard a voice from nearby. "What, you don't return my messages?" Turning I saw a lad that looked to be a little younger than Jeremy approaching. He had short light brown hair shortly cropped on the side and spiky in the middle. His dark gray eyes sparkled and his smile was almost infectious. He was wearing a black Spurs jersey and oversized black satin-y shorts. The kind I just love. "Tristan!" Jeremy chirped, total surprise in his voice. If I didn't know any better I would have sworn that he was blushing slightly. The boy...Tristan...plopped down next to Jeremy and smiled at him. "I knew that was you. There's no mistaking that hair!" He reached up and tousled Jeremy's hair; making him blush a little more. "Stop it!" Jeremy laughed, knocking the youth's hands away from his hair. "And you must be Steve," Tristan said, turning to me as though the interaction just now with Jeremy never happened. I smiled and extended my hand. "I'm guilty of owning that name," I said. What was going to be a handshake ended up being a fist-bump. "Do you come here often?" He giggled and glanced sideways at Jeremy. "Yeah, this is where Jer and I hang out. Isn't that right?" He elbowed Jeremy in the side. "You butt-munch!" Jeremy exclaimed. "I didn't think you'd be here today. I thought you were at your dad's this week." Tristan laughed. "Well, plans change," he said, taking a few of Jeremy's fries. "Turns out dad decided to go off to Florida with his girlfriend this week. Mom was so pissed." I sat back watching the two exchange pleasantries and I couldn't help but smile. The two were going on like they were the best of friends. I decided to take a leap. "So Tristan," I said. "Are you the one that's been pinging Jeremy all week?" "Yeah," Jeremy added. "Funny how he didn't mention that he stayed home this week." This caused Tristan to crack up. "Oh get off it Jer," Tristan laughed. "It's not like you were going to be free. You won the lottery and get to stay over at your uncle's all week. It's just a stroke of luck that we ended up being at our mall the same day." Jeremy shoved a few fries into his mouth, not saying anything, but blushing slightly. "Whatever," he eventually mumbled. "Hey...I gotta run," Tristan said, hopping up. "Mom's over there, looking for me, and she doesn't look happy." He then looked down at Jeremy and smiled. "TTYL Jer." Jeremy quickly looked up and smiled. "Yeah...I'll text you in a little," he said and we both watched the youth trot off to join up with his mother, who looked a bit ragged from searching. "So...is Tristan one of your classmates?" I casually asked, suppressing a grin. Jeremy turned and looked at me, totally flabbergasted. "I...uh...no. He's a grade behind me...in sixth." "So that would make him...eleven?" I guessed. Taking a sip of his Coke, Jeremy simply nodded. "Well..." I started before the familiar buzzing of Jeremy's cell phone made me stop. He looked down and sighed in exasperation. "What now?" he muttered as he read. "You've got to be shittin' me!" he exclaimed and looked to where Tristan had ran off. I looked as well to see Tristan walking up to us with a shit-eating grin and his mother behind him. To make a long story short, having to watch Tristan over the week had put a huge burden on his mother, who was going to have to miss a few important seminars and workshops for her work. Luckily I, a long-time family friend of her son's best friend, just happened to be around with nothing better to do. Watch Jeremy's best friend for a day and a half? Sure, why not? I sat in the front of the Mercedes, mixed thoughts running through my head, as I drove out of the mall parking lot with two beautiful boys in the back seat, talking their heads off. ***** I could feel sorry for Steve here. After all, he had some important plans with Jeremy later that day. However, this IS a Nifty story so; c'mon guys...we all know where this is going to lead, right? THAT'S why I don't feel sorry for Steve...I feel jealous. LOL Enjoy the story!! Please let me know if you have any comments/suggestions/complaints, my email address is dayraideroh@live.com.