Losing To Win XIII
"Too Good To Be True?"
By Joey E
Well, here we go! The thirteenth installment of "Losing To Win". I want to say thanks for all those who have responded. Your feedback is much appreciated. This story is in high gear now. If you are not interested in reading about high school guys learning about love and life, then get out. If you are under 18 (or 21 in some areas), then I also have to tell you to get out. This is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. No unauthorized reproduction is permitted unless with the written consent of the writer.
So we made it back to Josh's house. We agreed on a movie, The Fast and the Furious. I was quite surprised that Josh would like that kind of movie. (But then again, I did have that liking of The Sound of Music, but no one knew that). As soon as we got in the door, he planted a kiss on my lips which lit the fuse. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight as we made out. We moved simultaneously to the couch while we were lip-locked. He pushed me down and really took control of the whole situation. At the same time I was a bit surprised, I was also very turned on by his aggressiveness. So the little guy does have balls after all.
He grinned at me. "You wanna have a quickie before we try and watch the movie? Because I don't know about you, but I will have a hard time watching the movie if I don't get off now!"
"Say no more," I said, thinking the same thing. I reached up and took his shirt off, revealing his pale, thin, but defined body. God it looked so hot. I smiled up at him. He looked down at me and our lips met again.
We got into positions I didn't think was possible to do on a couch. He stimulated more parts of my body that I didn't even know were pleasurable. I did the same to him and he went wild. I noticed he did pay attention to my ass more than ever, and I knew what was to come later. And I was actually ready.
"Do you want to fuck me now?" I asked.
He shook his head no. "That's for later, sweetie."
Sweetie, huh? I thought to myself. Cute.
We shot our loads simultaneously while grinding our bodies together. I felt the loads shoot between us. It was extremely hot.
He got up off me shortly after and said, "Stay there."
He came back with a roll of paper towels and cleaned us both up. I pulled him to me again once he was finished and we kissed again.
"Josh, you're one hot little fucker," I whispered in his ear.
"So are you," he whispered back.
We laid there for a while in silence. He felt so wonderful up against me.
"Well, do you want to watch the movie now?" he asked.
"Sure," I said.
He got up. I sat up on the couch, and looked for my boxer-briefs.
"What are you doing that for?" he asked, looking back at me. "Stay naked with me. No one's gonna walk in on us, Steve. I'll go get the movie."
He ran upstairs and came back down with the DVD in his hand. He seemed to know his way around the electronics very well. Which is more than I can say about myself. I was not the most technically inclined. He pressed some buttons on the remote, and in a few seconds, we were watching the movie.
Throughout the flick, we were together. He was in front of me on the couch and we were both lying on our sides, facing the TV. To me, it was the best thing in the world right then. I had my arms wrapped around him and felt his smooth back against my smooth chest. In little or no time, I was hard again.
At one point in the movie, he turned around to me and said, "What's poking me in the ass?"
"My cock," I said. "Why? Don't you like it?"
"No," he said, laughing. "Just wanted to make sure."
He turned around and kissed me. We continued to watch the whole action movie. I remembered the times that I did this with a girlfriend, and it never seemed as right as this. This was perfect.
By the time the movie was over, it was well past midnight. We both got up from the couch and stretched. I couldn't keep my eyes off his hot body.
"Josh, buddy, you are so fuckin' hot, man," I said, softly in a hoarse voice.
He walked up to me and grinned up at me. "So are you, Steve. You want to go upstairs now?"
I nodded my head yes. He took my hand and led me up to his room. He put on some soft music and led me to his bed. Anything this boy wanted me to do, I would do for him tonight. He made me feel so good, so happy, and so complete. I was ready to do anything he wanted to do. It just seemed right.
"Lie back on your back," he said.
I did. He started licking his way softly down the middle of my chest between my pecs. He licked over my six pack abs, leading down to my cock. He continued down my cock, down my balls, and then stopped. He lifted up my legs to expose my ass. He immediately swooped down and licked my crack.
"Oooo..." I softly moaned.
He then licked my hole, flicking it with his tongue. I felt shivers go up my spine. It was absolutely amazing. I couldn't believe that another guy would want to lick a guy's butt hole, but then again, I was learning why he would now. I let out a high pitched moan as he swirled his tongue around my ass. God it felt good.
"You like that?" he asked, taking a break and looking at me between my legs.
"Uh huh, buddy, don't stop," I practically begged.
He grinned at me, and went back down. I swore I could feel my eyes going to the back of my head now as he worked his magic tongue into my hole. I moaned and shivered again.
"Aww...Josh....fuckin' feels great."
He got up then and went for something in his drawer.
"This might feel a little cold, baby," he said, opening the flip-cap of the bottle. He squirted some out onto his finger. He gently applied it to my ass. It indeed was cold, but I didn't care.
"Just relax, Steve. This'll feel good, trust me," he said, as he worked his index finger inside me.
"Woah!" I moaned. "Fuck, that's awesome, bro."
"You like that?" he asked.
"Oh yeah, man! Love that finger in my ass, buddy."
He continued to slowly slide it in and out, and it seemed as though he was searching for something inside my ass. Next thing you know, I feel some precum dripping out of my cock. I feel this weird sensation from deep inside me and I moaned out loud. I look at Josh's face and he's grinning back at me.
"You ready for two yet?" he asked.
"I'm ready for whatever you got," I said, and I meant it too!
He applied more lube to his fingers and my ass and soon enough, I felt two fingers sliding up my virgin ass. This time I felt some pain, but it quickly subsided and more precum drooled out of my cock. He took his time, being nice and gentle, stopping if I gasped or froze up.
He then leaned down and began to suck on my cock as he fingered me. God, it felt so good. I don't know what was more pleasurable, but I sure was enjoying it.
"Pay attention to what I'm doing, because you're going to have to do it to me some day too," he said.
"Yeah?" I asked. "Fuck, I'm loving this right now. I think you'll be doing this every night we're together!"
He chuckled. "We'll see."
He took his fingers out and I felt empty. Like something was missing from inside me. I looked down at him. He got up and laid down next to me on the bed.
"Since it's your first time, Steve, it's probably easier for you to take if you sat down on it, rather than me push it into you."
I looked at him rather clueless but said, "Oh okay!"
I watched him lube up his hard cock, watching him stroke it. I stroked mine as well.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"How do you want me?" I asked.
"Here, face me."
"Oh, so I'm gonna sit down on it then?" I asked.
"Yeah. Are you ready?"
I climbed on top of him, my ass already lubed up. He held his cock so that it would stick up straight. I helped him guide it to my hole. I felt the head of it against it, trying to enter.
"Just relax Steve. Go slow. I'm not too big, but you're a virgin..." he said grinning.
"Just stick it in me, dude!"
I relaxed my ass and in popped the head.
"Oh fuck!" I yelled, as I jumped up off of it.
"Take it slow, sweetie. Take it nice and slow. Get used to it first," he said.
I sat back down on it, taking it slower. I felt the head of it pop in again and I stayed there. I slowly lowered myself down on it until I felt his balls against my ass.
"No way," I said. "No fuckin' way. You're fuckin' all the way in me, buddy!"
"You like it?" he asked.
"It's a little painful, but it feels fuckin' good!"
Needing no instructions on what to do next, I started moving up and down on it slowly. This was hot. I felt it hitting that spot again and looked down. The precum was just flowing out of my cock now. I couldn't believe that I actually had a cock up my ass. It was fuckin' amazing.
I started riding it deeper and faster now, and I could feel Josh pushing up into me as I went down. Finally I had enough of that and I got up off of his cock.
"Come on, man, make love to me. Fuck me," I said, lying on his bed.
"Here, turn sideways," he said, getting up.
He took my legs up in the air, added some more lube on to his condom covered cock, and shoved it slowly back in to my ass. He leaned down to kiss me when he was fully inside me. I kissed him passionately and frantically. I couldn't help but moan. It felt fuckin' great!
"Man, fuck me," I said.
He took his cue, and slowly started to slide his cock in and out of my ass. I reached down and started stroking my cock, which by now as a precum mess. Remembering that he liked to talk dirty, I said, "You like your cock in my ass, buddy?"
"Oh yeah," he answered. "Fuckin' tight sweet jock hole, man! I've been wanting to do this ever since I first saw you, baby!"
"Yeah, well, fuckin' pound me, dude.."
His pace and force increased.
"Yeah, Josh. God, I love your cock inside me, buddy. I wanna do this every night," I said in between the moans.
He then started fucking me even harder. By now I could feel his balls slamming against my ass.
He grinned down at me. "I can't believe I'm fucking you Steve. I can't last much longer, man," he said, his voice getting higher and louder.
"Yeah? You're gonna shoot?"
"Yeah, man, I wanna shoot. Wish I didn't have this condom on me. I could shoot it inside you," he said.
"Oh fuck!" I cried. "Shoot it inside me anyway. I wanna feel you shoot inside me."
"Yeah? Shit....fuck.....here I cum!"
He yelled as he fired his first shot into his condom. I could feel his cock expand in my ass and that sent me over the edge. I fired off my first shot over my head! We both were moaning out loud, as we each shot our loads. He collapsed on top of me, my load between us. His cock popped out of my ass with a pop. I felt so empty after that.
He climbed up on me and kissed me.
"Aw, fuck, buddy, that was...fuckin' hot. God, you're a good fuck!" I exclaimed, still trying to catch my breath.
He kissed me again. "Yeah, man, you got one fuckin' awesome ass! Damn, you shot over your head too!"
He rested on top of me for a few minutes and then made a face and got up. "I can't stand cum after I cum," he explained. He grabbed a towel from the side of the bed and cleaned us both up again. He laid back down on the bed with me and rested his head on my chest.
"Happy Birthday, Steven," he said softly.
The way he said that, after all that we did that night, was enough to bring a tear to my eye, though I hate to admit it.
"Thanks, baby," I said, kissing him on the check. I laid there, stroking his hair, and falling asleep.
Meanwhile, there was trouble brewing at my house that I had no clue was happening. Dad and Mom were sitting in the living room. Mom said nothing since dinner, which only meant trouble for Dad. When Matt left to go out with his friend, Mom let him have it.
"I'm surprised at you," she said.
"Huh?" Dad asked. "About that?"
"Matthew look at me," she said. "I am ashamed to know you. I'm ashamed that you are my son's father..."
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"We're talking about Steven!" she said, softly but with an edge.
"Geez, hun, what do you want me to say? I heard them talking on the phone! It was so clear that Steve was into the boy. I am still in shock about it. My younger son can't be gay," he said, with tears in his eyes.
"What if he was? You have a gay friend of God's sake! What are you going to do? Abandon him now? Treat him like he doesn't exist?"
"Look, I have a right to be surprised and to react the way I did. I'm just confused," he said. "When did this happen to my boy? Who did this to him? What did I do to him?"
Mom went over to Dad. He put his arms around her. "It's all right, honey, we didn't do anything to him. I'm quite shocked myself. But I promised myself long ago that whatever our sons would be, I'd love them unquestionably. And I thought you did too."
"Does he have any clue what he's up against? What will the neighbors say when they find out? What will the family say?"
"Do you think he has a choice?"
"No, but...." Dad said, softly. "I feel like I don't even know him anymore."
"I know. I feel the same way too. But look at what we raised? We raised him to be himself, to think for himself, to act for himself....don't you think he's thought about these things?"
Dad thought in silence.
"He's got a lot of things on his mind now, hun. He's going to need our support more than ever. We have to just take things one step at a time. I'm not sure if I'll even be able to handle it when he tells us, but we have to be strong."
"I remember when he was a freshman in high school, going out for his first game in football," Dad said. "I was so proud of him. I just cannot believe that he likes guys..."
"I'm glad that you calmed down about it though. You shocked me at dinner tonight."
"I'm sorry. I just need time I guess. He'll always be our son though. I guarantee that," he said, kissing his wife on the cheek.
I woke up the next morning by Josh's alarm clock. "Shit, seven o'clock!" I said, jumping out of his bed.
"What?" Josh asked, obviously startled and disoriented by my sudden exclamation.
"I gotta go do my paper route! And I never called my parents to tell them that I was staying the night!"
"Oh shit!" Josh said.
"Fuck, my parents are going to kill me."
"Dude, calm down. I'll help you deliver your papers," he said, getting out of bed and throwing on something to wear.
"Sure. Always wondered how it would be to be a paper boy," he said.
"Thanks, babe," I said, kissing him on the cheek.
We both went downstairs and I found my outfit that we took off in a mad passionate moment. I got dressed, got a quick drink of milk, and we were off to my neighborhood.
"Aw, dude, what am I going to tell my parents?"
"Just tell them you forgot to call them. I'm sure they won't be that upset," he said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right, dawg. Well, here's the drop off."
We pulled up and I grabbed my bundle of papers and took off. It went rather well. Josh delivered to who I told him to, and we did a route that normally took a half an hour to do in twenty minutes. Finally, I had to deliver one last paper to my last customer on the route. My parents.
"Hey you want to go out to breakfast?" Josh asked.
"Huh? Yeah sure!" I answered, surprised.
"Steve, I just fucked you last night. Isn't the gentlemanly thing to give his lover breakfast in the morning?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess so," I said, laughing. "Well, I think I should check in on the 'rents first though. You can come in if you want."
"Nah, I'll wait out here," he said.
"Yeah I don't blame you," I answered. "I'll be back in a flash."
I walked up to the front door and went inside. My mom was at the kitchen table eating breakfast with, surprise, my older brother.
"Hi Mom, Hi Matt," I said.
"And what happened to you last night young man?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, Mom. I forgot to call you. I stayed over at Joe's house last night," I said. Damn, I thought to myself. Why did I jsut tell that lie to cover myself? What was the need?
Matt made eye contact with me that said, You shouldn't have said that.
"With Joe?" my mom said. "Joe came by here last night looking for you!"
"Joe? I said Josh, Mom," I said, trying desperate for one last cover.
"You know the rules, Steven," she said.
"I know Mom, I'm sorry. Can I talk to you about it later? Josh is in the car and we sort of were planning to go out for breakfast."
"Young man," she said. "We have to talk later. This is not right that you don't tell us where you are."
"Okay, I promise when I get home we'll talk," I said, dreading what I was in store for. Matt gave me a sympathetic look which was no help at all.
"Hey, mind if I tag along?" Matt asked.
"Uh, I would prefer if you didn't. I'll be back in two hours, Mom," I said.
Matt followed me out the door f or some reason.
"Steve," he said.
I turned around. "What's up?"
"I think you should know, that Mom and Dad are on to you. More than you think," he said in a low voice.
Everything came to a halt.
"What?" I asked.
"Mom and Dad know," he said, softly.
"WHAT?" I asked again.
"Dad heard you talking on the phone with Josh last night. He....Aw, fuck, let me go to Breakfast with you and I'll tell you about it."
"But I've got Josh waiting for me."
"We'll all go. I have to talk to you. That's why I was up so early this morning. I was hoping I Could get to you before they got to you."
I closed my eyes and sighed. Why was this happening? What did I do to deserve this?
"Fine, come on, let's go tell Josh the news too. Maybe he'll have an idea."
I could see Josh watching from his window. I opened the drivers side door and Matt got in the back seat.
"Hey buddy," Matt said as he got in the car. "I'm Matt, Steve's older brother. Thought I'd come along with you for the ride."
I saw that familiar look in Josh's eye. Suddenly confident Josh was back to unsure Josh.
"I hope you don't mind, Josh, but Matt said there was breaking news on the home front that he has to tell me about. I'm sorry."
"No, it's cool," he said. Josh looked very uncomfortable.
"So, Josh, my little bro has told me a lot about you. I'm glad to finally meet you, bud. You're the one that's turned his life upside down..." he said, laughing.
Josh looked at me. I held his hand tighter and smiled at him.
"Yes he did," I said. "Now what's this about mom and dad knowing?"
"Aw, buddy, you should hear this. So after you left, they were talking to me about you and then suddenly, out of no where, Mom asks if you like boys?"
"What?" I asked, suddenly realizing what was happening. "You're kidding right?"
"No, I wish I was. Like I said apparently Dad heard you two guys talking the other night and he suspects something is up."
"Aw, shit, man. They're the last people I want to know. How is it that other gay guys can go for years and years without their families knowing, and I get caught before I have my second date with this stud?"
"Let's face it, bro, you're not the best liar in the world. Look, all I know is that Mom is okay with it. Dad...well.."
"I gathered that bro. You know Dad, Mr. Macho himself," I said, wondering what shit I was getting into.
"Well, I don't know how he'll take it," Matt said.
I looked at Josh and asked, "You want to go far away buddy?"
"Geez, Steve, I think this could be serious," Matt said. Josh still kept quiet.
"I know that!" I blurted out. "What the fuck? I'm gonna turn around and just go face it. I ain't hungry anymore!"
It was true. I just had to settle this. I was the kind of guy who can't leave things undone. If there was hell to pay, then why not get it over with now? I loved my Dad. Wanted to be like my dad just like my bro was. I looked over at Josh. He looked thoroughly confused and concerned.
"Shit," he finally said. "What the hell are we going to do, Steve?"
"I don't know, buddy, I don't know."
"Maybe we shouldn't continue this..."
"Shut up!" I shouted. I looked over at him and he looked scared. I immediately took his hand in my hand and said , "I'm sorry, little bud....fuck!"
"Steve, whatever you need, I'm here, man," my big bro said.
"Me too," Josh said, gripping my hand harder.
"Thanks guys. Well, should we go home and face the music?"
"Only if you want to," Matt answered.
"Well, then let's go. If Dad can't accept it, then fuck him!"
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