Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2017 14:27:20 +0100 From: charlie.fenderson Subject: The Flower that Bloomed in the Snow - Chapter 6 Disclaimer: this story is based purely on my fantasy. No character is based on a real, living or dead, person. This story will include explicit scenes of sex between adult and a minor under 18. If this topic disturbs you, please do not read any further Author's note: This is a sixth installment of my new story. This time, the big event is the game of truth or dare, where you are going to read about Nick and Chris exploring both their minds and bodies. Feel free to dig in. Thanks to all of you, who took time to send feedback regarding the previous chapter. I wish to especially thank Colton Henry, who just happens to be one of my favourite authors. Check out his stories, and I guarantee that you won't be disappointed! The series is going to have four more episodes, each posted between saturday and monday and I hope that you will stay with Chris and Nick until its's time to go home. Also please remember to donate to Nifty and help to keep this wonderful site going! Day Six "Nick, do you remember what I've told you about not having to prove anything to me?" "Of course I do, uncle Chris. That was really kind of you." "So, what is this all about?" We were both standing at the top of the slope, with our goggles on and scarves covering our faces. Obviously we both had our snowboards attached. "We need to see how much you've learned the last time we were here!" "Why, and why do you need to risk my life to determine that?" "It's more fun this way, isn't it? Look, it's like I told you, whoever collects more markers, wins. It's easier than it seems." As you may expect, I didn't have too much faith in his judgement. I looked down and saw about twenty streamers that Nick put up for us to grab on our way down. It was especially dangerous because the little fuckers were about 1 foot long so you had to remember not only about keeping the track of where you were going but also whether you'd be able to maintain the balance of your body. Luckily most of the people avoided the area with the streamers, so at least we weren't going to hurt someone. "What makes you so sure?" - I asked. "Oh, just shut up and get going!" - shouted Nick and in a flash was on his way down. There was no choice left for me, but to follow him. I bent my legs to gain more velocity and soon nearly caught up to him. But I didn't have time to make sure he noticed. I shifted my body a bit to the left, so I could catch my first streamer. Quick glance to the right had me worried though. Nick already had three of them in his grasp. I decided to play dirty and leaned to the left to cut him off. This resulted in me catching first three streamers. Nick reacted instantly. He used one of the sandbars to perform a backflip over me. When he landed, he scuffed up a cloud of snow that engulfed me, and made an impressive slalom, collecting two flags on his way. "How is it that your cheating always backfires, and yet you still can't learn your lesson." - chuckled Nick as we were coming back up in a ski lift. There were five flags in my hand and eight in his. "Everyone is allowed to dream - I sighed and smiled at him - besides, your lucky streak can't last forever." "We'll see about that - giggled Nick - there's still five left, so you're free to prove yourself to me." "I don't need to pr... - I stopped mid-sentence as I noticed his contemptuous expression - Okay, let's have it your way. Next time we'll be riding up, you'll be wiping tears from your cute face." "Yeah, tears from laughing hard at your defeat." - he scoffed, to which I didn't reply, since in no way l felt confident about my last statement. The obvious advantage that Nick possessed, was the tricks that he could perform. Wherever he wanted to go, he could get with amazing speed. The only way for me to win, was to be precise and cautious. This way of course, he quickly got ahead of me, but this game, as you may have deduced, wasn't about who gets first to the finish line. The thing was, while doing another amazing backflip, or a handstand, Nick was missing many streamers, and I was there to pick them up. "So, how much did you get?" - asked Nick after ride down. He was waving three flags to me. "Congratulations - I smiled at him - why don't you put them together and stick them up your ass?" "Because there has to be room for something else up there?" - he kept smiling. I smiled back as I wasn't really mad. Maybe a bit disappointed. For the rest of the afternoon we left the snowboards in the car and took turns riding downhill on the toboggan. Since we skipped the slope for two days, I didn't complain about cold until it was 6 PM and we really needed to go back. Back at the cottage, Nick told me that he was tired and needed to `recharge'. After we changed in the dressing room, he went to sleep, while I went downstairs. After kindling the fireplace and preparing a quesadilla, so each of us could eat it whenever we wanted to, I went down to rec room and opened the PC. With his name and the name of the town he lived in it was pretty easy to find Nick on Facebook. It was actually quite helpful since in his only profile photo, he had a buzzcut and looked slightly younger than he was now. I actually figured out that it was him, because out of five other Nicks, who shared his surname, he was the only wan with a snow covered mountainside as a cover pic. A quick scroll down the timeline showed that according to the Facebook rules, Nick haven't signed in until he was thirteen, which happened half a year ago. Even though he was a relatively new user, he was popular enough to gather 150 people on his friends list. Since we weren't friends on Facebook, I didn't have access to any of the personal info, but his timeline confirmed what he told me so far. He mainly posted links to youtube videos about snowboard and motivational posts from fan pages about traveling, sports and such. There was a share of pictures with cute puppies, mainly husky, labradors and german shepherds. They were a bit generic, though very nice and heartwarming to look at. One detail that had me worried though was that his posts weren't receiving any attention. There were some stray likes but not a single comment. By the way he acted around me, I expected him to be at least a bit popular or have a circle of trusted friends who would leave the trace on his timeline. But nobody cared even if he posted relevant memes that even I would find amusing. I suddenly felt a sting of sorrow. As much as I didn't want to pity him, I couldn't help but conclude that the reason for his initial cautiousness and latter enthusiasm was the loneliness he must have been feeling. "Having fun over there?" - I heard Nick's voice coming from behind. I jumped up a bit and turned to him. I quickly made the decision to just act normally and avoid letting him know that I knew. "Oh yeah, I was just stalking you. Have you had a nice rest?" "Ye-e-ah - he replied and stretched out his body. I almost licked my lips when his t-shirt was drawn up and I could see his belly button - Can you add me as a friend?" "Yeah, sure. - I shrugged my shoulders and snt him an invitation, which he instantly accepted on his phone - Shall we hit the gym?" "Mhm - he murmured, yawning one more time - It's been awhile, huh?" "We're exercising a lot already, so it's okay even if we cut ourselves some slack." - I smiled as I walked up to him and pat him on the shoulder. As he followed me, I was hoping that he didn't see through my plan just yet.We did the obligatory tour from the treadmill, exercise bike, rowing machine to dumb bells. This part went pretty uneventful, as each of us was busy with their own routine. But when Nick got on the leg curl machine, I practically waltzed over to him. This was exactly where I wanted him for my plan. "Do you need any erm, help with the machine?" "I don't know - he replied, looking up at me - did I assume the right position?" "Let's see... oh no, this won't do." - I got around behind him, placed my hand on his thigh and started my 'adjusting' all over his butt and legs. Even with his butt clad in the sweatpants, I could still feel the firmness and gentle warmth of his legs and butt. When he got hot enough to start grinding his dick into the cushion, I knew that he knew what I wanted. I stood in front of him and let his anticipation build up. Nick was looking at me with gleaming eyes and flushed cheeks. His lips were slightly open and smiling. I couldn't wait to feel his hot mouth on my body. I slid down my sweatpants and presented my growing cock to him. "Now, we need to work on the proper rhythm of your exercises. Open your mouth. - I instructed and slid my rod down his hatch - Now, whenever I push inside, you have to raise your legs, are you ready?" Nick looked me in the eyes and nodded, so to put the theory into practice, I moved my hips forward and let my cockhead slide over his trembling tongue. At the same time, Nick's legs moved up and down, as I gently backed out. The machine ended it's cycle with a loud clank. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and started thrusting deeper and faster. It was amazing how, even though he was gagging, Nick was able to keep up the tempo of the exercise. After about twenty reps I gave him time to recover a bit by only brushing my cockhead against his lips. The strands of his spit mixed with my precum glistened on his face and he was panting hard. "Do you think you've trained enough?" "I don't know. I'm not sure if I can do any more reps if I'm not properly motivated." "I'm on it Nicky, don't worry." I stepped out of my sweatpants and straddled his hips. Then I tugged down his sweatpants until I had full access to his butt. With such a thorough lubrication, I didn't have to worry about hurting Nick so I just went ahead and plunged inside him. Nick let out a grunt, so after bottoming out, I laid down on top of him, waited and kissed his cheek as he adjusted to my penetration. "Okay buddy, time to get back to work." - I announced and made a first thrust. Surprisingly he still was able to keep our roleplay and managed to raise his legs as my cock plunged deep into his ass. The sound of my balls slapping against his buttcheeks was stifled by the clanking of the machine, which beautifully mixed with our passionate groans. "Can you imagine Nick, how strong your legs will become?" - I murmured into his ear, as my cock was going in and out of his hole. "And your cocktail will help me grow into a big, hairy gorilla!" "Baby, you're a gift that keeps on giving." - I chuckled and sped up. With all the labour, we became quite sweaty. I saw little drops forming on the back of his neck and couldn't resist kissing them off as I felt tension building up in my balls. I grabbed his hand with mine and placed the other around his soft chest. Then, with a loud gasp, I released my cum and yet again bred him. Staying inside him, as my cock went down. I kissed him and hugged him to me. We've spent the evening laying down on the sofa in front of the tv, watching both movies from "How to Train Your Dragon" series, since we both agreed that they were the best animations ever made. When the movie ended, Nick stirred and turned to face me. He smiled and traced his finger across my lips. "Wanna go upstairs, Nicky?" - I murmured. "Not yet. It's still early." "Then maybe we should play a little game? - I asked, feeling that I need to visit the toilet - After I come back from the bathroom. Excuse me." After I came back to the living room, I tossed some wood into the fire place, and rejoined Nick on the couch. "So, what kind of game did you have in mind?" "Let's play truth or dare. You know how it works, right?" "Sure, you choose the type of the challenge and the opponent tells you what to do." "Exactly. So, truth or dare?" "I'll go with the truth." "Okay, what's your worst fear?" Nick thought for a minute, opened his lips, then closed them and after some more hesitation, replied "I'm scared of the bats. I saw them at the zoo and the way they moved just creeped me out. Truth or dare?" "Dare." "How about you try to give yourself a blowjob?" - Nick smiled at me. "Wow! I didn't expect this game to turn nasty that fast!" "Why not - Nick shrugged his shoulders - it's not like you started it to know what my worst fear is, right?" I chuckled and took slid my pants down to the ankles. Then I laid down on the couch and threw my legs over my torso. "I don't think I can reach it when it's soft..." - I grunted as I felt the blood rushing to my head. "No worries, I got your back!" - announced Nick. Soon I felt his hands on my buttcheeks. He was helping me by bending my pelvis down. In addition, I felt his warm tongue on my butthole, that helped to revive my cock. I grabbed my thighs and opened my mouth. "Shit, I don't think I can do this - I hissed, as I felt a stab of pain in my back. My cock was only half-hard, probably because of the uncomfortable pose. If only there was something that could get it hard all the way... "So, are you backing out?" - asked Nick, looking at me from between my legs. Suddenly I had an idea. "Try, rubbing my prostate, Nick." I didn't have to ask twice. Nick smiled maliciously and pushed two fingers up my butt. I gasped as he started aggressively rubbing my love button. As expected, my cock has grown so much, that I could touch it with the tip of my tongue. I never did this before so it felt quite weird to be able to taste myself. "Push me down a bit harder. It's almost there!" Since his hand was busy, he pressed his chest into my back and pushed me forward. It was hard to believe, but my cockhead was pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth, closed them around the shaft and sucked for few seconds while looking into Nick's eyes, enthralled by the feeling of sucking and being sucked at the same time. It was hot, and fucking weird. I tapped Nick's leg, to let him know that I was done. He let go of me and sat on the sofa. He was watching me intently as I straightened up and redressed, and asked me "How was it? Did you like it?" "Fun, but uncomfortable. Where did you get the idea to have me do it?" "I love to see your muscles flexing. - he replied sheepishly - I've once seen it on the internet, but the guy who did it was a lot skinnier and his dick was longer. So I'm amazed that you were able to do it!" "Why thank you! Truth or dare?" He hesitated for a bit, clearly afraid that I was going to challenge him to do the same. Finally he got himself together and looked at me sharply. "I choose dare. Do your worst." "It's not gonna be bad. Or is it? - I chuckled, seeing his terrified expression - I'm going to spank you ten times. And I'm gonna do it for real." Nick's expression was somewhat mixed, probably because he liked the idea, but didn't like the 'for real' part. But being Nick, he wouldn't give up. With only slightest reluctance, he laid over my knees. "Mmm, I guess this will teach you, not to risk your uncle's back breaking for a stupid game." - I murmured, while massaging his firm ass through his sweatpants. Then I yanked his clothes down and smacked his ass as hard as I could. "Owww! What the shit?" "Told you, this was going to be for real." - I replied, admiring red imprint of my hand on his left buttcheek. "Oh then let's get it over with already." - he sighed. I smiled and spanked him once again. This time it was a tiny bit lighter (after last blow my hand hurt like hell) and after I landed it, I teased his pucker with my thumb. Nick meowed and seeing that there is also some pleasure in store for him, he stopped protesting. I slapped his but two more times, making sure that two mounds were in the same shade of red. I loved how tender and vulnerable it looked. I slid my finger in his crack and slid it all the way down to his balls. I squeezed and caressed them, until I felt a drop of precum forming on the tip of his dick. I collected it with my finger and rubbed it into his asshole. "I'm going to fill your ass with your own cum." Nick groaned his agreement, or whatever he tried to convey by making this sound. I laid fifth spank across his ass, and bent down to tongue fuck him. I teased his glans with my fingertips. They were drenched in his juice in less than a minute. I finger fucked him with each digit and spanked him with the other hand, as he gasped and moaned in pleasure. I didn't get him off though. You know, since he completed the dare. "Good job kiddo." - I rubbed his but. Nick was still panting. He crawled to the other side of the sofa and laid on his back, pulling up his sweatpants. He looked absolutely lovely with rosy cheeks and glazed eyes. "T-truth or dare?" - he asked lustfully. "Truth please." - I smiled. "Are you kidding?" "Was that the question?" "Of course not. - he hesitated, giving me a scornful look - Ok then. Tell me about most embarrassing moment in your life. "Oh, this one's easy. I think it was back when I was eleven and it happened at school. The teacher left the classroom for a moment and all class started to goof around, you know. Well, it's a stupid thing, but I still can't get over it. I think I was drawing something on the blackboard when one of the guys came up and yanked my pants down. And not only in front of the whole class..." "No fucking way he did it when the teacher came back!" - shouted Nick. "Yes fucking way. The upside is, little fucker got detention until the end of a month. Still..." "Yeah, I feel you. If something like this happened, I think I would seriously consider changing school." "Oh, I didn't have to. Of course there were few idiots who were making fun of me, but it's hard to talk shit with beat up jaw, so the rumours has stopped after about a week." "Wow. I've never fought with anyone in my life... do you think you could teach me few moves?" "Only if your mom doesn't mind. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "Hm... can you tell me about your parents divorce? Was it somehow connected to what you and Casper did?" - I asked after a moment of hesitation. I wasn't sure if that question belonged in that particular conversation. "Yep. My mom was mad of course, but dad went batshit crazy. He couldn't stand being in the same room as me. And whenever he would find a reason, he was starting shouting and calling me names. My mom couldn't stand it and threw him out. Half a year later they were divorced. I've never seen him since." - he said in a flat tone. "Good riddance. - I commented angrily - That fucker. Sorry Nick, I shouldn't have asked." "No, it's ok. He's the one who should be ashamed for being an asshole, not me." I extended my hand to him. Nick grabbed it and smiled warmly at me. I pulled him into my arms and kissed him softly. "I'm glad you understand that. You're such a smart kid. I will not ever let anybody get you down." "Thanks, uncle. - he replied and kissed me back - Truth or dare?" "Dare. Let's get you off however you like." "Ok. Then let's do a standing 69. Until we cum." Since we were to undress, I threw some timber into the fireplace. When I turned around Nick was already stark naked with his dick pointing up. I ordered him to lay down on the bear rug, then I got on all fours and slid my hands under him. Then I begun to straighten up. It was actually a bit tricky to make it work, especially because of difference in our height and cock size. However, eventually I had Nick hanging down from my arms and nibbling at my cockhead while I put him all the way in my mouth and sucked him hungrily. The situation was amazing in it's own right. I couldn't really move my mouth over his dick, so I focused on working him with my tongue. Nick in turn, was stroking me with one hand, while clinging to my butt with the other. I sucked his cock and balls, listening to his muffled moaning and feeling his muscles spasm against my body. I was a bit afraid of falling down if amazing feelings from his lips and hand should continue. Careful not to bump his head with my thighs, I walked over to the couch for the soft landing, never interrupting my caresses. Soon saw Nick's buttcheeks clenching and my tongue was flooded with his hot juice. Not being too far from the climax myself, I relaxed my muscles and my cock erupted in his mouth. I gently set him down on the couch. I had to chuckle when I saw his face. His nose and cheeks were covered in strands of cum. Since he was upside down, they looked like some kind of tribal warpaint. "What's so funny?" - Nick asked me. "You look like you were about to kill colonel Kurtz." "Colonel who?" - he asked, while scooping up the cum with his finger and licking the wait fluid off it. I loved the neutral manner in which he did that, as if we were talking while he watered the plants or peeling potatoes. "Nevermind. Truth or dare?" "Truth. I'm all sore for now." I was glad that he felt as exhausted as I did. I sat down on the sofa, putting his feet on my lap and looked at him. "So, why don't you tell me about the things you and Casper did together? How did it start?" "Well, like I told you, I was around ten back then, and Casper was thirteen. My elementary school was joined with his middle school. Some kids from his school were sort of... bullying me and other kids. And Casper stood up for me a few times." "Really? He looks like a wimp." - I chuckled, but my laughter was stifled when Nick looked at me seriously. "It wasn't about physical strength Chris. All it took to scare those bastards off was someone to stop pretending they don't see what's going on. Casper was brave enough to do that." "I see. Keep going please." "Then we started to hang out at school. Most of the kids from his year were making fun of him and called him 'faggot', but he didn't mind. He told me he preferred my company over theirs. You can't even imagine how proud I was to hear that." "I think I can. And it's great to hear that there still are some good people out there." "My mom thought the same. - replied Nick and smiled at his memoires - Casper started coming over and soon we started having sleepovers in mine or his place. For half a year or so we would just watch movies or play console..." "But then something else has started?"- I chimed in. "Yes. At first he made me promise that I wouldn't tell anybody and showed me pictures. They blew my mind! I mean I knew how the sex works, but I didn't know how it was done, and certainly, I didn't know that two guys could do it! Casper told me that if I agreed to try that stuff out with him, he could be my secret boyfriend." "And did you agree immediately? - I was almost breathless, and a bit embarrassed about my growing boner - that must have been a big shock for you!" "It amazed me, but it was him. I knew he got my back, so I agreed. We didn't do much, since we both felt a bit awkward. He just showed me his dick, and I did the same.I was fascinated by ther hair on his dick. He is pretty hairy down there, you know?" "Seriously? I thought he was more of a hairless type!" "He told me he got first hairs when he was ten, so you thought wrong. Anyway, that night we only stroked each other. But since it was summer, and we were seeing each other pretty much everyday, it wasn't long before we sucked each other." "That's impressive for a ten year old!" "Right? But back then I was a bit grossed out. So he offered to suck me first and tell me how it tastes. I agreed and after he was done, he tricked me into reciprocating by telling me it tasted like chicken nuggets." "Really?! - we burst in laughter - and how did he deal with your disappointment?" "It wasn't a disappointment. It was amazement. There was something about holding his hard hot cock in my mouth that got me hooked. I loved it ever since that moment." "Tell me Nick, was he big? I imagined him to be the same size as you." "Well, we actually measured our dicks the night he was talking me into getting fucked by him. He was five inches I guess, and rather slender. In fact it hurt him more when I fucked him for the first time, than the other way around!" "I can imagine that Nick, believe me. You're a monster!" Nick blushed and smiled at me sheepishly and continued "At the end of the day, we both enjoyed fucking, so we got into sort of a routine. First we would look at the pictures or clips, then suck or jack off and then whoever came first would bottom. And I could tell you that Casper didn't have much luck in this game." "Or did he? I for one do enjoy your dick up my ass." "He was always walking funny for an hour or so after we fooled around. Anyway, this continued until the end of summer. When the school started, it was harder to find enough time to do it properly, so we would settle for a quick suck in the toilet or jerk off in the school toilets or after school." "And that's how your parents found out?" "Yes. She came home sooner than we expected. We were jacking off to some interracial porn with our headphones on, and that's how she found us. The worst part was that she just quietly left the room and let us finish. After we were done, I walked to kitchen to get us some soda, and there she was, crying. At that moment I just wanted to die... then she noticed me, and asked to tell Casper to go home. I was terrified Chris." I wagged my finger and he laid down beside me, with tears in his eyes. I hugged him and silently waited for him to continue. "Mom haven't spoke a word to me until my father came home. Then she tried to have a family talk about this, but it just turned into a big fight about who's fault it was. I've spent all that night crying. You know the rest of the story." "What became of Casper and you?" - I asked after a long pause. "Well, at first he was supportive. He thought that we could still do things together, but when I told him, I didn't want it, it was over. I mean we were still talking and hanging out, but slowly we drifted apart. He was spending more time with his friends and I had no choice but to come back to mine." "Jesus, no wonder you didn't want me to go with you!" "I know now that I was wrong. So you don't have to feel bad about it. And it was a long time ago, so it was high time to move on." I was touched by his trust and maturity. I ruffled his hair, kissed his lips and stroked his chest. Nick pressed himself to me and his tongue entered my mouth. We rolled, so he was on top of me. Then he broke our kiss and straightened up. He smiled maliciously at me. It was amazing how easily he brightened up. "Truth or dare Chris?" "I'll go with a dare again. Your challenges are quite creative!" "Thank the internet. So, for now, I want you to... lick something sweet off me." "Like whipped cream?" - I asked excitedly. "Sort of, but please be more original." "Well then, excuse me for a minute... or even better, come with me." - I said, grabbing his ass, and carrying him over to the kitchen, where I placed him on top of the table. Then I peeked inside the fridge and smiled. I grabbed the jar of honey and showed it to Nick. "Ugh, Chris. It's too sticky. I'll have to take shower after we're done!" "No worries - I reassured him, already with a spoon in my hand - I will lick you as long as it wil take to clean last drop." "You bet you will! Or I'm going to seriously kick your ass!" "Ok, ok, don't get all cocky. Just lay down and enjoy the ride." With Nick appeased, I could finally open the jar and dip the spoon in it. First I applied honey along his spine and all over his ribs. Then I generously poured it on his asscheeks and finally in his crack. You can imagine that although I planned to take care of it at the very end, I already couldn't wait to get there. However I begun by climbing on the table and straddling him, careful not to get any of the sweet liquid on me. Then I bent over him and started licking and kissing the hondey of his neck. It was pale and slender, so there were strands of it dripping down the sides. I kissed and licked them off until I could taste only his skin. Then I moved down, collecting sweet substance with my tongue and lips. From the way Nick was stretching his body and flexing his muscles, I gathered he was in extreme pleasure. I took it as a good sign, since this was only the beginning. I especially enjoyed licking off small patterns I made on his bony ribs and soft round cheeks. By the time I got there, the heat of his body made honey softer, warmer and even sweeter. Though it was easier now to lick it off, the temptation to please Nick a little bit longer than it was necessary, was irresistible. When I looked over his body and touched the parts that I already 'cleaned up', I was proud of myself. His skin was a little moist and not even remotely sticky. This gave me extra boost of motivation when I parted his sweet cheeks and licked the skin between them. Nick huffed and squirmed under my ministrations. When I pressed my tongue into his butt, the sweetness of honey mixed with a blooming muskiness of a teenage boy. It was beyond description. "Oh Chris, it feels so great! I'm so fucking close again..." This was a cue for me to turn him on his back and devour his dick. I didn't have to wait long. As soon as his head brushed against my tongue, five globs of cum flooded my mouth. "Where do you store all that spunk?" - I exclaimed in amazement after swallowing his load. "I'm making it a la minute, so don't worry about the storage." "I'm worried, my stomach is almost full." "Then we can use the tub, so you can use it for bath or something." "And become Cum-o-patra?" - I jested and we both giggled. Then I took Nick in my arms and carried him back to the couch. "Truth or dare?" He looked down at my engorged dick and gave me a sweet merciful smile. "Dare. You sure deserve it." "Then make me cum. Using only your feet." Nick waived his eyebrows and smiled excitedly. Then he reached out with his left foot and traced his big toe across my ballsack. In case I didn't mention it before, his feet were absolutely perfect. True, they were a bit out of proportion, since he was a teenager, but they were beautifully arched, soft in texture and a little cold. It almost drove me crazy when he slid it across my junk. "That's one hell of a hot bottle!" - Nick sighed, warming both of his soles on my rod. I wanted something out of this either, so I started to rub my skin against his. "This hot bottle needs a lot of attention before it can warm you properly." Nick understood me thoroughly. He took my shaft between the toes of his left foot, and with the heel of his right foot he gently circled my balls. Nick bit his lips and started jerking himself off! I seriously couldn't believe his stamina! I hung my head back from the armrest, since this ridiculous ability was making me jealous and decided to fully focus on my feelings. And what feelings they were! Nick was rubbing both his soles across my junk so fervently and yet carefully that there was nothing I could or would do to prevent approaching orgasm. I gasped and spasmed, but to my amazement, I couldn't squirt! Finally I had so much sex that my balls went on strike. And it was all Nick's fault. "Pfff, did you turn into a baby or something?" - scoffed Nick. "You know exactly where every drop went, so don't even try to give me that shit!" "I also know where my drops will go on the next dare!" - he assured me with a shit eating grin, which were just about to vanish. "Too bad I'm choosing truth now, biotch!" As I predicted, Nick was dumbstruck, yet only for a split second. Then he just shrugged his shoulders and curled his legs, so his dick was nestled between his thighs. Supporting his head on an arm, he asked "Tell me about your first time. Who it was with? How did you do it?" "Oh, it's not even half as exciting as you'd expect it to be. I was nineteen then and it was just a one night stand. I found the guy on Tinder, while he was on a business trip and he invited me to his hotel." "Hot! How was he?" "It was a daddy type, you know? Big frame, beard, strong arms. And he was wearing a cockring." "Seriously?!" - giggled Nick. Obviously I didn't have to explain what a cockring is. "Yeah, it was first and the only time I actually saw someone wear it. Anyway, it surprised me how gentle and cautious he was. Whenever we were about to do something, he was asking me whether I would be okay with that." "And did you go all the way?" "Yeah, all the way. He wanted to fuck me right away, but I was really eager to find out what his cock would taste like." "Was he big?" - asked Nick in a husky tone. Clearly my story was exactly as hot as he expected. "About the same size as me. I've actually spend about half an hour learning how to deepthroat him. He also asked me to lick his ass." "Eww, I know we did that but it sounds kind of gross with a strange guy!" "I know, right? That's why I told him no and made him use the condom when he finally fucked me." "So you bottomed for him as well?" "Only in the first round - I grinned - He straddled my back and hugged me from behind back then, while I had him doggystyle." "And you liked topping better?" "Well, it's this pain at the beginning. I kind of can't get over it." "That's what's so beautiful about bottoming! The sacrifice for someone you care about!" "Yeah, that's cute. Too bad I don't buy it. - I scoffed - Truth or dare?" "Truth." "If you could choose to live in another era, what would it be?" "Seriously? Aren't you done with lame questions?" "I'm just getting started!" "Okay then, let's think... I suppose ancient Athens would be cool, since men were allowed to marry boys." "You sure know your history!" - I was amazed since it was hardly possible that he learned such hot details from the sixth grade history textbook. "That's my favourite subject. Maybe apart from math." "Who in their right mind likes learning math?!" "Smart people, duh? - giggled Nick - Which subjects did you like the most?" "Chemistry and biology. And literature." "Haha, you're especially skilled in biology, aren't you?" "Yeah, but it's more of a hobby." - I replied and we both chuckled. "Truth or dare Chris?" "Truth." "Okay, then tell me abou the boys you're tutoring. Do you often get to play doctor with them?" "To be honest, I don't. For starters it's really tough to find a boy your age that would admit to being gay." "Yeah, tell me about it." "Then, they're mostly to dumb to get my clues, so that's it." "Then what about smart ones who are also openly gay? I can't be the only one, right?" "Usually they're undercover FBI agents, so it's better to avoid sexual topics with them." "You sir, are a fucking idiot." - scoffed Nick. "Okay, maybe they're not, but smart kids usually either don't require tutoring or need more qualified tutor than me. So there it is. No sex with kids I'm tutoring." "Pfff, boring. Your turn." "Truth or dare?" "Truth. Ask away." "What do you like about boys and men?" "I basically prefer guys who are manly. Bears, square jaws and such. And I like muscles!" "And what about guys who don't shave yet?" - I chuckled. "I like full lips and bright eyes. And of course the rounder butt, the better!" "You dog!" "Too bad there's nothing I can do about guys I find hot. The worst part is when I can see older guy who takes photos of me and I can't let him know I like it." "You can tell?" - I asked, feeling blush spreading across my face. "Duh! I usually pretend to look for something from my backpack so they could take some nice pics!" "You are an angel, Nicky." "I kind of relate to what they're going through." "It's like a lamb relating to a hungry wolf." - I commented, raising my eyebrows. "They share similar needs. Also it's one shitty metaphor." "It's a perfectly accurate metaphor!" "Yeah, the one challenge, if you chose dare now, I'm not gonna give you will be to write me a poem." "I still go for a dare." - I smiled. I knew I'd regret it, when I noticed malicious sparkle in Nick's eye. "Then let me fist you until you cum." For a moment I was speechless. "Are you out of your fucking mind kid?! You want to put your entire hand inside me?" "Calm down! Look, it's not that big!" I sighed to regain composure, and looked at his cupped hand. His fingers were indeed slender, but the idea still scared me. "Nick, I want you to rethink it. There's plenty things we can do. Is this your final decision?" "Come on Chris, that's why it's called dare! You're supposed to be doing things that you normally wouldn't do! Please, just this once!" I sighed again and rolled my eyes. "Okay, but on one condition. You can do it only until you get the fist inside me. None of that 'until you cum' bullshit this time. And don't forget the lube!" Nick wasn't happy with this, but clearly realised, that this wasn't negotiable, so he nodded his head. Wanting to get over with it, I stood on all fours and pointed my ass at him. Nick ran upstairs and came back with the tube of gel. He kneeled behind me and squeezed some of the lube on his hand. I felt a cool liquid splashing over my butthole and then his finger sank inside me. I barely felt anything beside slight in-out motion. Nick quickly decided to spice things up by adding another two fingers. I gasped as felt slight stinging. "Are you ok?" "Yeah, I just have to adjust. Just give me a minute." As eager as he was, Nick took my words literally and exactly 60 seconds later there was five fingers moving in my butt. Surprisingly, it wasn't as painful as I expected, still there was enough discomfort to prevent me from being excited about the whole deal. "Can I go all the way Chris?" "Uh, yes. But don't haste it." "Sure. Brace yourself then!" I greeted my teeth as I felt Nick's hand sinking up to the wrist inside me. I was truly grateful when his fingers slid across my prostate gland. The mix of pain and pleasure was enough to make me moan and dig my fingers into a coach. My anal muscles clenched and Nick's arm sank a bit deeper. "Ok, try to move around a bit - I groaned - I think it begins to feel good." "See? I told you." - chirped Nick. As his hand plunged into me, we both started to get really worked up. My cock swelled up and I followed the urge to stroke it in time with his thrusts. Nick's arm finally sank so far up my ass that he had to support himself by putting his other hand on my hip. "It went up to the half of my forearm!" - he hissed excitedly and kissed my body down from the shoulder blade to my ribs. That was it. Still moving in tempo with his hand, I surrendered to one of the strangest orgasms of my life. It almost felt as if I was about to be turned inside out by it. Later on Nick told me that he was a bit freaked by me screaming and roaring like a maniac, but I had to take his word for it, since my brain simply didn't register it. After we were done, I just dropped flat on the couch, while Nick went to kitchen to clean his hand. When he came back, he straddled my body and smiled down at me. "It was interesting, wasn't it?" "Pushing boundaries always is. But let's not go any further, ok?" Nick avoided the eye contact with a goofy smile, so I made a resolution to never play truth or dare with him again. It was just too dangerous. "Anyway. - he replied, completely ignoring what I said - Let's get on with a game. And I'm totally fine with no dares from now on. I'm absolutely fine for today." "Oh Jesus, finally - I sighed, which caused him to giggle - So it's truth now?" "Yop." "Ok, tell me then... what is the hottest fantasy that you didn't fulfill yet?" "After six days with you it's not that easy to answer." "Don't flirt Nick, we both know you have a vast imagination. So use it!" "Ok, but it's nothing special. And I suppose it's not possible right now..." "I have a strange feeling of making a mistake." - I chuckled. "Oh, shut it. It's just that I would like to be double dicked. By two hunky men. But I guess I'm too small for that yet." "You certainly are! But coming from you, it's pretty vanilla. I expected something like s&m or erotic asphyxiation." "Judging people by your own standards isn't gonna get you anywhere." "I'm judging you by your standards, based on knowing you for six days!" - I laughed. "Oh really? - Nick raised his eyebrows - What is it that you've learnt?" "That you're imaginative, maybe even a bit too much. And there's no stopping you if your mind is set mind on something." "How is it that despite you said only the good things, they don't really feel like compliments?" - his eyebrows were now a little bit frowned. "How would I know? You're probably just tired and not hearing me clearly." "I might be. But also you might be an asshole. - he replied while yawning -Ok, last round, and I'm off to bed. Truth or dare?" I was conflicted. One one hand I wanted to get over with it, which meant truth, but on the other, dare could mean some hot action later in the bed. But dare could mean fulfilling another one of Nick's dark fantasies. Standing up on his weariness, I decided to take the risk. "Then let's have another dare and go to sleep." "I actually counted on you saying that. - replied Nick with satisfied grin - But I'm going to keep that dare until the last day." "What? At least tell me what it's gonna be!" Instead, Nick got up, and grabbed my hand. "Let's go to sleep, uncle Chris. I hope you've prepared something cool to do tomorrow?" There was no point in arguing. Obediently I got up and as we walked to the bedroom, I briefed Nick on our plans for tomorrow.