Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2009 02:25:14 -0600 From: Mathew Davidson Subject: The Couch, part 2 Should you be reading this? This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions between consenting underage males and if its illegal where you are then, don't do it! If someone says you cant and doesn't have a good reason however, then I quote my favorite author on this site, "Fuck Em" try it, you never know! Also sorry for any spelling mistakes, I get a little dyslexic at times.. The Couch: Part 2 Warmth. Warmth and comfort is what Matt awakened too. He opened his eyes and looked down into Ian's hair, his head was resting on Matt's chest. He was drooling a little and had such a peaceful look on his face that Matt thought he must have an angel asleep on him. Feeling better then he had in a long time, Matt tore his eyes away from Ian and looked at the clock under his TV. 9:30. Shit. School started at 8:30, and he and Ian had already missed almost all of their first class. Not wanting to wake Ian, but knowing it would be impossible to move without doing so (it was a small couch after all) Matt leaned forward and kissed Ian's forehead and whispered softly "Wake up we're late for school." Ian stirred and tightened his arms around Matt's torso, grumbling something unintelligible. Matt frowned and whispered again, to no avail. The frown turned to a grin and he snaked his hand down between their bodies, grabbing a hold of Ian's limp dick and giving it a quick squeeze. Ian's head shot upwards, a little smile on his face, which turned into an impish grin as he leaned back down and lightly bit Matt's nipple "Ow!" Matt cried with a little giggle. Matt moved his hands to Ian's hips and moved him upwards a little so their faces were level. He leaned forwards and planted a soft kiss on Ian's lips, causing Ian to sigh in contentment. "Good Morning Mr. Fairley. Are you aware that we are incredibly late for class?" Matt stated in a matter of fact tone. "Good morning Mr. Pellerin. Yes I'm aware of the situation. I propose an absenteeism for the entire day." Ian replied with that cute grin Matt loved so much. "Motion carried. I propose a shower, then french toast" "But theres never enough damn hot water in your house for two showers..." "I think in keeping with our current situation, we could shower together" Matt replied, feeling hopeful. His heart almost broke when Ian's grin was replaced by a frown and he got up off of Matt and sat in the desk chair with the blanket over his business, leaving Matt alone on the couch naked as the day he was born. "Matt..." "What?" Matt's voice quavered a little as he asked. "Can we talk, about... things?" Matt felt his world start to come crashing down around him. He had thought that Ian was into this, thought that the feelings he had hid for so many years were shared by his closest friend. He wanted nothing more then to run into the closet and hide. "I suppose." He finally managed to expell the words. "Are you.. Are we.. Together now?" "I'd like to be... more then you can possibly know." Matt said, he felt tears welling up behind his eyes Ian saw a solitary tear streak down Matt's unblemished cheek, and knew instinctively he had made a mistake by stopping and questioning this beautiful thing that had happened between them. He got up off the chair and let the blanket fall and walked the few feet over to the couch. He sat down and wrapped his skinny arms around his larger friend and pulled him close. He had never seen Matt this way, he had always been like an emotional rock, unshakable. Even 3 years ago when his dad had walked our he hadn't shed a tear. Hadn't cried when his mom had to sell most of their stuff to get by, hadn't even complained once when he had to go to the psychologist. Matt leaned into Ian and started crying, all of the pent up emotions of his tough life flooding out. Soon he was all out bawling and shaking like he had never done in the past. Ian just sat there, being there for his... boyfriend? Eventually Ian slowly guided Matt up and walked him upstairs to the shower, Ian slept over often enough he knew where everything was, and turned the water on to a level of heat unbearable to most living organisms, just the way Matt liked it. Matt stepped in, and Ian said "Ill be downstairs" Matt seemed to suddenly come alive and a look of panic appeared on his face "You wont leave will you?" he asked earnestly. Ian smiled and said "Never." before closing the bathroom door. He heard Matt let out a shaky breath and start washing himself in the shower. Ian walked back down to Matt's room and grabbed the blanket before slumping onto the couch and laying down, his thoughts going a mile a minute. He had been having gay thoughts for a few years now, and admittedly most of his fantasies involved his sexy friend, but he had never thought of himself as GAY. It was just unimaginable. He had always been different, mostly because of his size and the fact that he was shy, but Matt had always seen past that. In this room, in Matt's house surrounded by Matt's smell, Ian had always found that he could act like the person he wanted to be. The last couple months Matt had noticed that he was down and a little depressed, and Ian had always made up some excuse , but the real reason was because he was trying to deal with his confusing feelings about his sexuality. He liked girls. Girls and tits and pussy and all that other teenage boy bullshit that their friend Mason was so obsessed with. But when Matt smiled, Ian felt his heart flutter, and when they were alone, and Matt would brush against him, when their skin touch, he felt like he had been shocked. The way his young mind understood it, he thought he was in love... Meanwhile Matt was just stepping out of the shower and toweling off. He looked into the mirror and saw a sad face looking at him. What if Ian had in fact left? Matt felt despair so great he thought he might cry again. If Ian had ran away, if he had scared him away, then life wasn't worth it anymore. Out of habit he pulled his pills out of the cabinet and looked at the bottle, before throwing it back in the cabinet and slamming the door. Fuck the pills, he thought, fuck them and fuck the doctor. He didn't really need them. Still feeling an unimaginable sadness he slowly walked downstairs into his room, still naked. Ian was asleep on the couch and had a troubled look on his face. Matt's heart sank still deeper at the look of confliction on his lovers face. He walked over to his bed and sank into it, facing the wall and curled up under the blanket. Seconds later he felt someone, obviously Ian, lift the blanket and lay down behind him. He felt Ian's warm breath on his neck and shuddered involuntarily. "Matt..."Ian whispered for the second time that day. Matt prepared for the worst, prepared for the criticism, and the mocking, the rejection. "I'm sorry I did what I did and I..." Matt started to say, feeling tears not far off again "I think I love you." Ian stated over his nervous stuttering. "What?" Matt asked, sure that he had misheard. "I. Love. You." Matt lay there in shock for a long while with Ian's steady breathing on his neck, his friends warmth all over his back. Slowly he turned over so his face was almost touching Ian's. "Really?" he asked. In answer Ian leaned forward and kissed him, while wrapping his arm around Matt's body and cupping his ass and pulling him close, pressing their bodies together. Matt maneuvered himself so he was straddling Ian, without breaking the kiss and they made out that way, same as they had the night before, grinding their now rock hard cocks together. But long before either of them came, Matt broke the kiss and headed southwards, slowly kissing and exploring every inch of Ian's smooth physique with his tongue. Finally he arrived at his destination and Ian's hard cock was pointing directly at his face. Ian's eyes were wide as he looked at his boyfriend (it still felt odd to think that) and the smile that was plastered across Matt's face was priceless. Matt could smell Ian's scent, and it was the most arousing thing he had ever smelled before, he slowly lowered his head and felt Ian's perfect mushroom head pushing against his lips. How many times had he dreamt this? He slowly let the head slide into his mouth and he took all of Ian's length into his mouth, doing his best to avoid scrapping the sides with his teeth. He felt Ian rest his hands on his thick hair, moaning all the while. Matt eventually got a steady rhythm going and started to go faster. He brought his hand up and fondled Ian's balls while he sucked him off. Ian was in heaven and had never felt anything this good in his life. Not five minutes later he shouted "I'm about to cum!" he removed his hands from Matt's head and waited for Matt to pull off, but Matt kept on sucking, even harder in fact. Ian was about to repeat himself when the most powerful orgasm of his young life rocked through him. Matt felt hot liquid fill his mouth, which with a seconds hesitation he swallowed, as well as the other 4 spurts that Ian pumped into him. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be, kind of salty and he thought quite tasty. Once he had sucked Ian dry he let his friends dick fall out of his mouth and moved up Ian's body and lay next to his panting friend. Ian had a slight sheen of perspiration on him and his eyes were closed. Matt lay next to him and rubbed his chest with his hand. Ian finally came back down to earth and looked into Matt's eyes. "Wow." He stated. "That good eh?" Matt asked, his usual sarcasm surfacing now that some of the drama had subsided. "Have you ever done that before? That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt!" "Nuh-uh, you're my first." Matt said grinning "Same... I had never done anything but jack off before last night... this is so much better. Want me to do you?" Ian looked a little nervous at the prospect so matt leaned over and kissed him and said "Only if you want to babe." Ian raised one eyebrow up and said "Babe?" "well we must have pet names mustn't we." Ian grinned and muttered something that sounded like "Ill show you pet names..." and rolled onto Matt and pushed him down into the bed with his hands, leaning down and forcing their lips together, his tongue sliding into Matt's mouth and wrestling with Matt's own tongue. He ground his pelvis into Matt's rock hard dick and pulled his mouth away from Matt, letting him gasp a little at the lost contact. Ian moved down Matt's body the same way Matt had done to him, kissing every inch until he arrived at Matt's dick, he took it immediately into his mouth and began pumping up and down, as soon as Matt started to moan a little he spat his dick out and ran his tongue up and down the shaft, circling the head every time he arrived at the top, then he licked down and circled both testicles with his tongue. Matt clenched the sheets on either side of him in ecstasy and moaned loudly. Ian grabbed a hold of Matt's legs and placed them on his shoulders, then he brought a finger up to his mouth and stuck it in, covering it in spit before moving it back down to Matt's now visible hole, Ian went back to sucking Matt off, while slowly tracing the circle of Matt's rectum with his lubed up index finger. Matt gasped a little at the unexpected touch, then relaxed a little and felt Ian's fingertip slide into him, Ian slowly worked his finger in until it was up to his knuckle, then he pulled out and started to slide in and out faster and faster making Matt almost scream from pleasure. Ian felt his finger touch something hard inside Matt's ass and suddenly his finger was encased in muscle squeezing down and his mouth was filled without warning with Matt's juices. Not knowing what else to do, Ian swallowed everything Matt pumped into his mouth, and found he quite enjoyed the taste of his boyfriends essence.. Once Matt was done filling up Ian, he leaned down and grabbed Ian under his arms, and being a lot bigger and stronger then his diminutive friend, he pulled Ian all the way up to face level. "I love you too." he said, then pulled Ian into a close hug and kissed him hard. He tasted his own cum on Ian's soft lips and thought they tasted almost the same. For the second time in a day, they fell asleep like that, with Ian on top of Matt and the smell of sex permeating the room. Let me know what you think, matt-k-d@hotmail.com, I try to respond to all emails.