So there stood Matt on the branch with his cock waiting for me. He didn't come down at first, he just stood there and teased me with that beauty.
"Matt, get your ass down here before I lose interest."
Matt gave out a big laugh. "That'll be the day." He walked out on the branch, acted like he was about to fall, then grabbed onto the branch with his hands and dropped into the water.
I rushed to him and pulled him into a hug, gave him a big kiss, and sunk my tongue deep into his mouth. Our tongues played together as our cocks nuzzled against each other and caused me to try to kiss him deeper. Matt rubbed his hands up and down my back and then over my ass cheeks before sticking his fingers into the crack of my ass. I did the same to him and we were in wild passion (not lust) flailing around in the water like two male animals fighting for dominance. Then Matt broke our kiss and dunked me under the water. I tried to do the same to him, but he was bigger than me.
He laughed. Well, your cock may be bigger than mine, but I can sure as hell kick the shit out of your skinny ass. The size of your cock means nothing."
"It does when it's in your ass."
He laughed, grabbed my face between his hands, and applied gentle kisses all over my face and lips. "I love you, Andy."
"It's just the sex," I said.
"Maybe so, but I really do love you."
"Then why can't you be my boyfriend? He grabbed my dick and pulled on it. "Because I'm not ready. Can't we just leave things the way they are?"
My voice saddened, and my dick softened. "I don't have much choice, do I? But it's better than jacking off. And if you had a bigger dick, it would feel a lot better in my ass." He shoved me, put me in a head lock, and dunked me. "Don't forget who has the bigger muscles. The only big muscle you have is between your legs."
"Yeah, but what a tool it is."
We both laughed. He kissed me and said, "Let's get out and put our tools to work."
He moved to the edge of the pond and climbed out as I gazed at his beautiful ass, legs, and back. I wanted him so badly and wondered why I ever lusted after Colt when I had Matt. Yeah, he was only a friend with benefits, but despite everything, I knew Matt really loved me. They weren't just words to him. Would Matt and I have been at the pond at that time and place if I'd have gone after Colt? I don't think so. Sometimes we just don't know the value of our decisions until later. And not going after Colt is a decision I don't regret.
Matt reached into the duffle bag and pulled out the thin blanket, spread it on the ground, and then slowly took out the condoms, lube, a small towel, and the sex toys as if it was a seduction.
I said, "Are you trying to seduce me, Mrs. Robinson?" just like in the movie, The Graduate.
"Yes I am. Now get your skinny ass and big dick over here."
I came out and stood at the water's edge with my dick ready and waiting again. "Is this how you want me?"
He smiled and patted the blanket. I didn't move. I ran my hands up and down my chest and abs. "You want some of this?"
A big smile crossed is face. "No, I want all of it."
I didn't move, so he came over to me, grabbed my dick, and gently pulled me to the blanket. He said, "I knew this thing was good for something." He put his arm around me and took me to the ground.
I had to admit, having a bigger guy take control was really hot. I said, "Take me. I'm yours."
"I plan to."
He laid on top of me so our bodies were pressed together from head to toe. The cool water and the air on us magnified the feelings that shivered through me. He kissed me hard and deep and then gently kissed me with small, loving kisses. I became his passion slave and let him have his way with me. He kissed his way down to my dick, licked it, and then put it in his mouth while rubbing his hands up and down my chest and abs.
"Oh fuck, Matt. That's hot."
He then put his hands under my ass and rolled it up so he could have access to my waiting hole. He stuck his ear near it. "Andy, I can hear your asshole screaming for my tongue and dick."
I laughed. "I told you a long time ago that it talked, but you didn't believe me."
"Yeah, but I hear it now. It also says, `clean me.'."
"Damn, you're so unromantic."
He grabbed the lube, smeared it all over his finger, and stuck in in, swirling it around and then wiping everything up with the small towel. "Hey, Andy, I can hear it now." He began licking around my hole and then flicked his tongue in and out before spitting on it and spreading it around with his finger. He licked my taint and balls before taking each into his mouth and then going back to my ass.
"Shit, Matt. You're fucking good at this. How'd you get so good?"
He looked at me. "Practice. A lot of practice."
"I wish it had all been with me," I said.
"I do too, but sometimes people do stupid things."
A bit of fear came over me. "I know. I hope I can make it through our senior year without fucking up again."
"That makes two of us."
My ass needed either his dick or his tongue. "Knock off the serious talk, and get back to work."
Matt went back to my ass, but it wasn't long before he said, "Hey, my ass is screaming for your tongue too. Get to work."
We exchanged places. He began to moan as I licked his hairless hole. Then he smiled and said, "Damn, Andy. How'd you get so good?"
I lowered his butt, kissed my way up to his mouth, and stuck my tongue between his parted lips so our tongues could fuck one another. We kissed for a long time, and before I knew it, my cock was throbbing so hard. I had to get it into Matt's waiting hole.
"I hear your ass calling."
"I do too."
I grabbed the lube and spread it in his ass and on my cock. "That's one thing about girls, they're self-lubricating. You don't need lube."
Matt gave me a weird look. "Why are you telling me this now?"
"I don't know. I was just thinking."
"Don't. Get that big dick of yours in my ass."
I teased his hole with the soft tip of my cock. I started to push in and then stopped. He knew I couldn't keep from shoving my cock into his ass, so he had a calm, hopeful look on his face as I toyed with his hole. I bent down and kissed him. "You know what, I think I hear my cock saying, `I want inside.'."
"Well, my ass is getting pissed and impatient, and it's going to jump out and grab that big dick of yours. Put that tool to work."
"Glad to oblige," I said as I slipped the tip past his sphincter and then moved it in slowly as his ass widened to receive me.
"Damn, Andy. That feels so good. This is something a girl can never do."
"You're damn right, and don't you forget it," I said.
I moved slowly and then faster while holding his ankles in the air. Soon I was pounding his ass and he was screaming, "Fuck me, Andy. Fuck me harder." The look on his face told me he wanted me to kiss him, so I let go of his ankles, moved in as if I was going to kiss him, but didn't. A begging look crossed his face. I moved in again like I was going to kiss him and then moved back. "Kiss me, damn it."
Now, you have to understand that I loved nothing more than kissing while someone had their dick in my ass or mine in theirs, so it was hard for me to play this game, but hell, I loved seeing that wanton look on Matt's face. I liked controlling him. I didn't get to do it very often. "You like that big dick in your ass?" I asked as my lips were only a couple of inches from his. He tried to lift his head to kiss me, but I pulled back.
"Kiss me, Andy. I need your cock in my ass and your tongue in my mouth."
"What are you going to give me?"
"A good ass kicking. Now kiss me."
I laughed a loud laugh just to piss him off and then bent down and locked our lips and tongues together as I rammed my dick in and out of his ass as hard and as fast as I could until I was ready to cum. I pulled my mouth free. "Are you ready?"
"Almost. Slow down, and I'll let you know when."
I moved my dick slowly so that I stayed on the edge. Soon he said, "I'm going to cum." I stopped and waited for his climax to begin. He started to cum, and his prostate pulsed against my cock, and soon we were cumming together. It was times like this that the whole world seemed perfect, as if there were no problems, and everything with the world was right. No wonder sex was so addictive. We were both moaning and gasping for air. "Fuck, Andy. Nothing's felt this good in a long time. Shit. I can feel your sperm filling my ass. Fuck." I waited to catch my breath before I responded. "Your ass is so warm and hot. Your prostate loves my cock. Fuck, Matt. You're right. This is the best in a long time. It's awesome."
Once our orgasms subsided, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him up so we were sitting facing each other. "I love you, Matt."
"I love you too, Andy."
We'd worked up a sweat, and I didn't know about Matt, but the cool air felt awesome on my skin. We laid on our backs staring through the trees that were just starting to get their leaves. "These are the kinds of storms I like," I said.
"Yeah, you don't need a life preserver." Matt rolled toward me. "This seems so right. The air feels so good, and I'm so horny, I'm ready to go again. How `bout you?"
"You mean you want to stick that small dick of yours in my ass?"
I kissed him, pulled him into me, and gave him small, loving kisses this time. "I wish it could be like this forever," I said.
"Maybe someday," he said.
Zoe and Megan, had their eyes on Thomas and Colt. "We need to ungay them," Zoe said over lunch.
"Ungay them. There's no such word. But anyway, how do you plan to ungay them?"
Zoe rocked her head back and forth and then stopped as she put her index finger to her pursed lips. "Good question. But that makes it all the more challenging. I'll make you a bet."
"Before we bet though, we need to decide which boy we want. Who do you want?"
Zoe frowned. "Me too. Let's flip for it." Zoe dug into her backpack and pulled out a quarter. "Heads, I win. Tails you lose."
"Nice try, Zoe. I call heads."
Zoe flipped the coin and heads it was.
"Okay, Megan. You have Thomas and I have Colt."
"So what's the bet?"
"How `bout this? The first one to get her boy to take her on a date wins."
Megan nodded. "That's a great idea. When do we begin?"
The girls looked around the lunch room. Zoe pointed. "There they are, over there with those other gay guys, Andy and Matt. Are you ready?"
They slithered sexily to the table where Andy, Matt, Thomas, Colt, Ollie, Sonia, Emily, and Alan sat.
"Well, if it isn't Zoe and Megan," Andy said. "What can we do for you girls?"
Zoe gave Colt a smile. "Oh nothing. We just thought we'd stop by and say hello."
Colt blushed and smiled back.
Zoe was about 5'4", with brown hair than hung down over her shoulders, with a sweep crossing over the right side of her forehead. She wore a yellow-lace bardot top over a pair of white pants cuffed just below the knee. She was slim and carried a beautiful smile.
"We just thought we'd come by and say hello."
Megan looked at Thomas. "Zoe and I went to every basketball game just to watch you and Colt play. We almost thought of starting a fan club."
This time Thomas blushed. "That's nice, but you know we're gay, right?"
"Of course. After Dillon's trial, everyone knows that," Megan said. "But that doesn't mean we don't find you guys attractive."
Everyone at the table except Colt and Thomas rolled their eyes.
Megan was almost as tall as Thomas. She wore acid blue jeans down to her ankles. Light streaks of blond were interwoven through her light brown hair. Her hair hung over her right shoulder. Her blue-gray eyes were lightly made up so that they looked naturally beautiful, caught your attention, and made you feel like she was staring right through you. "All right, what are you girls up to?" Andy asked.
Megan shook her head so her hair moved like a shampoo ad. "Nothing. Just wanted to come and say hello."
Zoe nudged Megan. "Maybe we'd better go." She pointed at Thomas and Colt. "We just want to put you guys on notice that you're on our radar. We just don't understand why gay guys are always so good looking and have such great bodies. But we hope to find out." She winked at Colt before the two of them spun around and walked off swinging their taut, fine behinds at the whole table.
Thomas looked around the table. "What the hell was that all about?"
Matt shrugged. "Hell if I know. They didn't seem interested in the rest of us." He turned to Thomas and Colt. "They seem hot for your bods. You heard them."
"But we're gay," Colt said.
Andy smacked the palm of his hand on the table. "That's it. They're after you guys. You're lucky they can't come into the boys' locker room."
"Fuck you," Colt said.
"You're being a little sensitive, aren't you?"
"Yeah, you pulled all that shit on me and almost broke Thomas and me up."
Andy stood. "I what? You're so full of crap."
Matt put his hand on Andy's shoulder and pulled him down. "Relax. Don't act so defensive."
"I'm not defensive. Colt was at my locker every day. And now he's putting that on me."
"Hey, guys," Ollie broke in. "Be cool. I can't believe these two girls could cause so much trouble just by stopping by and saying hello. Get a grip. Although I have to tell you, they're nice looking girls."
him on the shoulder. "I'm here,
"You're beautiful too, Sonia. Relax. I just happened to notice because I was comparing them to you, and it made me realize you're prettier than they are."
Sonia shoved him. "You're so full of it."
Everyone at the table laughed.
Colt turned to Thomas. "They are pretty nice looking. Do you think they're really after us?" "Does it make any difference? We're together. Ignore them."
"Plus, you guys are gay," Emily added. "They've got to know you are together, and you don't like girls. Which reminds me of a t-shirt I saw some guy wearing. I thought he was a dork. You've got to wonder about some guy who would wear a t-shirt that says, "Sorry girls, but I like..." She paused. "You get the idea. It's one thing to be gay, but another to be an ass about it."
Andy nudged Emily. "You would wear one of those t-shirts."
"Aren't you the funny one?"
The bell rang. Ollie stood first. "I think there are going to be some interesting times ahead."
"Not if I can help it," Colt said.
Andy and I had the best sex in a long time out at the pond. Being out there and tying the new rope to the tree brought back some great memories. Reminded me of our innocence. Made me realize how easily it can slip away, and how once it's gone, you can never get it back. These are the kinds of knots you can't untie. I thought back on the time all of us caught Andy and Dillon at the pond. This was before he tried raping me and before Andy found out about Thomas and Randy. He'd already lost his innocence, but I still had mine.
Looking back on Dillon, I couldn't help but think how one person could change so many lives. Would Randy be like he was if Dillon hadn't seduced him? Did Dillon affect Thomas' sexual preference? I suppose he'll never know. It was as if Dillon stole that from him. Andy almost killed himself, and I had sex with Andy to keep him from doing it. Dillon's trial exposed all of us to terrible publicity and hurt our parents. Andy and I became prostitutes, and Andy was almost a porn star. Talk about a string of knots. Dillon was like a virus that infected us all. I didn't want to be like that. Nobody should want to be like that. Dillon probably had no idea how many lives he changed. Neither did I until Andy and I were at the pond.
Andy didn't want to talk about it, so we just melted our bodies together in what truly seemed like love. But I knew love was more than sex. But it sure as hell helped when all the tension, jealousy, and pettiness were not there. There was this tenderness that Andy and I shared in the cool air that surrounded our warm bodies as we loved each other.
At the time, I wondered what was going to happen to us. What the future held. Was there a place for an Andy and Matt to be together for life? I had no idea, and I wanted to live more of my life before I made a decision like that. There's a scene in Dead Poets Society where Robin Williams says, "...beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for...There's a time for daring and there's a time for caution, and a wise man understands which is called for."
...But only in their dreams can men be truly free. 'Twas always thus, and always thus will be." –John Keating in Dead Poets Society
...We all have a great need for acceptance, but you must trust that your beliefs are unique, your own, even though others may think them odd or unpopular. - John Keating in Dead Poets Society
...the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?" - John Keating in Dead Poets Society
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