Tim and Hank: Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Tim

Christmas break with Hank was awesome. We spent every day together hanging out and having fun.

With his birthday coming up on January 3rd, I wanted to do something special for him. After that afternoon in his bed the day after Christmas, I knew exactly what I wanted to give him. After spending most of my savings on the boots, I didn't have a lot of money left. The real gift would be free, but the preparations would cost me some money.

First, I asked Mom and Dad if I could spend the whole day in Traverse City with Hank the Saturday before his birthday. I told them we'd leave early in the morning and be back later that night. It took a little convincing, but they agreed more readily than I thought they would. When I suggested maybe we make it an overnight trip, Dad firmly said "absolutely not" and I backed off. I knew that Hank's parents would let him drive us up to T.C. for the day, so that wasn't going to be a problem. I also knew that his parents were throwing him a birthday party on Sunday, so my plans wouldn't interfere with that.

The next time I was at Hank's, I got a minute alone in his bedroom when he went to the bathroom. I opened his nightstand drawer and found a couple of condoms and took a picture with my cell phone so I wouldn't forget what kind he used.

I went to Walgreen's and tried to casually walk to the condom section, which was located in front of the pharmacy. The pharmacist was giving me a questioning look and I know that my face was burning bright red. My face was hot and my palms were sweating as I scanned the selection until I found the ones Hank used. I grabbed the 12 pack box of Trojan Magnum condoms and a bottle of liquid lube and hurried to the checkout counter. I waited in line behind a little old lady who saw my items and gave me a dirty look, which did not help ease my embarrassment at all. I tried to act casual and I read the box and I realized that they were "large size" condoms and I began to have second thoughts. Hank is really big. How bad was it going to hurt? Would it even be able to fit?

"Next."

I looked up and the cashier was waiting for me. I mumbled an apology and set my stuff on the counter. As he scanned the box of large-sized condoms, he looked at me with a sarcastic expression on his face that said, 'yeah, right.' I almost said 'they're not for me,' but then realized how ridiculous that would sound and I giggled to myself. It wasn't his business anyway.

The last part was going to be tough. When I realized that no one was going to give a high school kid a hotel room, I got desperate. I asked Gina for Vince's phone number because I needed help with Hank's birthday present. I called him that night and I made nervous small talk for a bit.

"I know you didn't call me to ask me about the weather, kid."

"Um, I need help with Hank's birthday present, and I'm not sure who else to ask. I need to get a hotel room in Traverse City on Saturday. If you can book the hotel for me, I can pay for it. Please, Vince."

"Why do you need a hotel room?"

"I, uh... If you're not going to help me, then just forget I called."

"Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't do it. I'm just pulling your chain. I'm assuming you want something cheap, but not a dump."

"Yeah."

"Okay, let me get online and make a couple calls and I'll call you back."

Vince called me back about 20 minutes later and said he found a room for $89 for the night. I agreed and he charged the room on his credit card. I made arrangements to meet him the next day and give him the money. Early the next morning, I rode my bike into town and met him at the park by City Hall. I called him when I got there and he walked over from the fire station down the block. We sat down on a bench and I gave him a bag that had $90 in it. He shoved it into his back pocket, then pulled out a piece of paper. He gave me the details of the hotel and what to do when we got there.

"I can only guess what you're up to, kid. But are you sure this is what you want to do? You only have one first time. I don't want you to rush into anything before you're ready."

"I know. I've thought a lot about it, and I want my first time to be with Hank. I love him."

"He's not pressuring you into this, is he?"

"No. I know he wants to do it, but he has never tried or even asked."

"Okay. Well, you know you can change your mind any time. If you say 'no', I'm sure Hank will stop. Despite what Lor says, he's a good kid."

"I know he is. Thanks, Vince."

"You're welcome, kid. If you need anything, just call me."

"Okay. Thanks."

We stood up and Vince shook my hand and headed back to work.

Now that that was taken care of, I just had to tell Hank. I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and scrolled down to his name and called his phone.

"Hey, babe," he answered. "Where are you? I tried to stop by, but Jeff said you weren't home."

"Um... I'm at the City Hall park."

"What are you doing there?"

"I had to get something for your birthday."

"Oh, yeah, what was that?"

"You'll find out on Saturday."

"Saturday, huh? What if I want to know now?" he said playfully.

"It's a surprise, Hank. I need you all day on Saturday."

"Okay, babe. I'm all yours. I'm already on my way into town. Stay there and I'll come get you."

Hank pulled up in his truck about five minutes later and parked. He helped me put my bike into the back and we walked across the street to grab a pizza. I told him that I wanted to go to T.C. with him on Saturday and asked if we could leave in the morning and come back that night. He'd check with his parents, but didn't see it being a problem. He tried to get more information out of me and I wouldn't volunteer anything more than telling him that there was something there I wanted to give him.

***

Saturday morning I took a long, hot shower, making sure I was extra clean all over, especially back there. I dried off and noticed the time and saw that Hank would be here soon. I was running around trying to get ready when I heard a knock on the front door. Hank was early. I heard the door open and then Hank's voice from the front door, "Hello? Tim?"

"I'll be right down, Hank," I called from the top of the stairs as quietly as I could. I finished pulling on a pair of jeans and some heavy socks. I pulled on a t-shirt and a thick button down shirt. I grabbed my backpack and double-checked that the hotel papers were in there along with the map I printed from online and the gift-wrapped box containing the condoms and lube. I took a deep breath and hurried down the stairs. Hank was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a glass of orange juice. He was wearing a thick flannel shirt over a white tank undershirt. I could see his hairy chest over the top of the undershirt and it made my penis twitch. He had on some faded jeans and clunky work boots. His winter coat was slung on the chair behind him.

"Hope you don't mind," he said holding up the glass.

"Of course not. You're welcome to anything in the house."

"Anything?" he asked and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Perv," I said before adding in a whisper, "Be good and you might get some today."

"I'm always good, baby. The best you ever had, remember?"

We both laughed and I bent down and kissed him. I got a whiff of his cologne and his scent and I shivered a little.

"I love you. You smell really good, by the way. Ready to go?" I asked.

"Yup." Hank downed the rest of his juice and put the glass in the dishwasher. "Let's go."

I got my winter coat from the closet and Hank helped me put it on and button it up. He gave me a quick kiss and then we headed out.

We stopped at McDonald's and had a quick breakfast before getting on the road. We arrived in Traverse City an hour and a half later. I was thankful that the weather was clear and the roads weren't icy, but we got there faster than I thought.

"Where to now, babe?" Hank asked.

I looked at the time and realized we had an hour to kill before we could check in at noon.

"We got here earlier than I thought, so we still have an hour."

"Okay, cool."

Hank drove to the bay and parked the truck. We got out and walked down the walk way along the Grand Traverse bay. I was shivering a little bit because of the wind, but it was beautiful. By the time we got back to the truck, it was after noon.

"Are you hungry for lunch?" I asked.

"Nah, not yet. I'm still okay from breakfast."

"Okay. Then we need to go here."

I opened my backpack and pulled out the map I printed from online. Hank looked at the map and figured out where we were. I was really surprised at how good he was with the directions. He pulled into the motel parking lot and raised an eyebrow at me. I smiled and said, "Let's go."

We went into the lobby and I walked up to the counter. I told the man that Vince Ballatori made a reservation for Hank Ballatori. He looked it up on the computer and asked to see Hank's ID. He gave us the room keycards and told us where the room was. I looked at Hank and he had a huge grin on his face as we walked out to the truck. We pulled the truck around to where the room was. I grabbed my backpack and we went inside. It was freezing in the room, so Hank turned up the heat.

Hank plopped down onto the bed. "So... This is my birthday present?" he said with a sly grin.

"Part of it. We have the room until tomorrow morning. I begged to stay overnight, but Dad said 'absolutely not!'"

I mimicked my Dad's deep throaty voice and it made Hank laugh.

"Anyway, we can stay until we have to go home. I'm sure we'll want to go out for lunch and dinner."

I pulled the gift wrapped box out of my bag and climbed onto the bed with Hank. I was so nervous I was shaking. Hank pulled me to him and gave me a sensual kiss.

"Relax, Timmy," he whispered.

"Hank... I love you so, so much. I just want this to be the best birthday ever."

"It already is, Timmy. I love you."

Hank kissed me again. I sat up on the bed and gave him his present. "Happy birthday."

He sat up and took the box and grinned. He ripped the paper off and opened the box and pulled out the lube and the box of condoms. His eyes got wide and he looked up at me.

"Timmy?"

"I... I want to give you something else, Hank," I whispered. "I want you to be my first. I want to give you my virginity."

Hank stared at me, his eyes glazing over with lust.

"Are you sure, Timmy?"

"Yes. I want you so bad, Hank," I whispered.

"If you tell me to stop at anytime, I'll stop. I won't hurt you. I promise."

"I know. I trust you."

Hank put the empty box on the floor. He opened the condoms and pulled one out and set the box on the nightstand. He laid me down on my side and we laid together facing each other.

"How did you know what kind to get?"

"I saw some in your nightstand."

Hank nodded and smiled. He leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him and melted into him. Hank and I kissed as we slowly pulled each other's clothes off. I ran my hands all over his furry body and he rolled on top of me. He moved between my legs and I spread them apart for him. I rubbed my hands all up and down his back and butt as we made out.

Hank pushed back so that he was on his knees. He grabbed the lube and poured some onto his fingers. He smeared the lube onto my hole. He poured a little more lube onto his fingers. He rubbed his fingers together.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes."

Hank slowly pushed his finger into me. I gasped and whimpered. When he brushed my prostate, I nearly leapt off the bed. Hank began moving his finger in and out of me. He pulled the finger out and rubbed my crack with it. He poured a little more lube and pushed a second finger into me and held it still for a few seconds. It hurt a little bit, but soon it felt uncomfortable, then it felt a little full. Hank finger fucked me slowly and I pushed back against his thrusting hand. When he added a third finger I gripped the sheets and bit my lower lip.

"Relax, baby... relax..."

Hank leaned over me and kissed me. He started moving his three fingers in and out of me and twisting them around, stretching and preparing me for his big dick. He kept rubbing my prostate and I could feel the tingling building up in my groin. I whimpered and pushed up and back against his hand.

"Oh... Hank... Hank..."

Hank pulled his fingers out of me and I suddenly felt empty.

"Don't stop," I begged.

Hank poured more lube onto his fingers and smeared it on my hole. He slicked his dick up and then took the condom and tore it open. He put it on the head of his penis and pinched off the top and rolled it down his shaft. I watched as he poured a generous amount of lube onto his sheathed cock. He smeared the lube all over his shaft and stroked it a few times. His dick never looked bigger or harder than it did right then.

"Roll over, baby. I'm gonna make you mine."

I turned and rolled onto my stomach. I felt Hank's hot and wet shaft rub between my cheeks, up and down. I felt the head at my hole. He paused for a couple of seconds and pushed into me.

"Oh," I cried. The sharp pain burned and I tensed up. I gripped the comforter and bit down on the pillow. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"It hurts," I grunted.

"Relax... push out..."

I pushed out like I was going to the bathroom and his penis slipped further into me. He held still for a few moments while he kissed along my shoulders and neck.

"Relax, Timmy," he whispered soothingly. "I love you so much. Let me show you how much I love you. Let me make love to you."

Hank's soft voice and gentle kisses calmed me down. I didn't realize my muscles were tensed until I felt my body relax into the bed. The pain slowly subsided to a dull throb and it felt like I was full.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," I panted. "I'm okay... Go slow..."

Hank pushed in another inch. He then slid out and pushed back in a bit further. He repeated the process until he was fully inside me. I felt his pubic hair against my butt and his heavy nuts against my own.

"I'm all the way in, Timmy. You're so tight... so hot... I've never felt anything so tight..."

Hank kissed the back of my neck and my shoulders. He slowly withdrew his dick until only the head was still inside me. He then pushed back in and when he did, the head of his dick rubbed past my prostate.

"Oh, god, Hank!" I whimpered.

Hank slowly thrust in and out of me, rotating his hips and hitting my prostate over and over. The pain was gone and it was starting to feel really good.

"Oh, fuck, baby, you feel so good..." he moaned.

I laid there whimpering and moaning softly. My dick started to get hard again and it was feeling good. When Hank pulled out of me, I gasped and reached back to pull him back to me.

"Turn over. I want to see your face while I fuck you."

I rolled over onto my back and Hank put his hands under my knees and pushed forward and hooked my ankles onto his shoulders. He took a pillow and shoved it under my butt. He leaned forward and guided his penis into me. We both groaned as he slid into me. Hank leaned forward and began fucking me slowly using long strokes in and out of my ass. I ran my hands up and down his arms and shoulders.

"You doing okay, baby?" he asked.

"Yeah, it feels good, Hank," I panted.

He unhooked my legs from his shoulders and I locked my knees around his waist with my ankles on his ass. Hank leaned down onto me and kissed me. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. He thrust harder into me and he slowly built up speed and intensity. He was constantly hitting my prostate and his hard hairy stomach grinded on my dick and I felt that familiar feeling building up in my groin.

"Oh, baby, I love you so fuckin' much," Hank moaned.

"I love you, Hank. Don't stop... please... fuck me, Hank...."

"Oh, god, baby," he groaned. "Say it again."

"Fuck me, Hank."

He clamped his mouth on the base of my neck and sucked hard on my neck. He fucked me harder and faster, harder and faster, in and out, in and out. I grabbed at his back and held tight. I pushed back into him and squeezed my muscles around him.

"Oh, Hank, I think... I'm gonna... Oh, my god, I'm coming!"

I dug my hands into his shoulders and my back arched and my body stiffened. I let out a sob as my dick jerked and began spurting hot semen between our bodies. I had never come so hard in my entire life. The pleasure was so intense, I nearly blacked out. I looked up at Hank. The look on his face was so intense.

"Oh, fuck! I'm coming! Fuck!" Hank shouted as he thrust hard into me. "Here it comes, baby! OH FUCK!"

I could feel his dick jerking and pulsing and I knew he was filling the condom with his load. He grunted as his body shuddered on top of mine. After he finished, he held himself up over me for a moment and looked down at me. We were both panting heavily, unable to speak.

He leaned back and pulled out of me. I got up on my elbows and watched him lean back onto his haunches. His chest heaved up and down and his breathing slowly returned to normal.

I looked down at his crotch. The condom hung heavily from his softening penis and the end was filled with a large amount of semen. He slid it off and tied the end off. He grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, wrapped the used condom up in the tissue and tossed it towards the garbage can.

He collapsed on the bed next to me, and turned his head towards me.

"That was fucking out of this world," he panted. "The best I ever had... by far. So much better than pussy."

We both started laughing really hard. After our laughs died down, Hank then turned onto his side and ran his hand down the middle of my chest.

"I love you so much, Tim. Thank you so much for sharing yourself with me."

"You were wonderful, Hank. I never imagined it would be like that... So good... God, you made me come so hard. Can we do it again?"

Hank laughed. "Give me a minute, babe. I need to catch my breath."

I turned onto my side and traced the lines of the tattoo that decorated his left bicep. I played with his goatee and tapped his bottom lip and jumped when Hank nipped at my finger with his teeth. I giggled and then ran my hands through the hair on his chest.

"God, Hank, you're so sexy," I whispered.

"Okay, I'm ready," Hank laughed. He rolled over on top of me and kissed me.

Hank turned me over and pulled me back so that I was on my hands and knees. He tore open a condom and rolled it on. After lubing up his shaft and my hole, he sank his hardness into me. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard.

"You okay, baby?" he asked.

"Yeah," I grunted. "Don't... stop..."

He leaned onto me and grabbed my shoulders and pounded me. I whimpered while he grunted, our bodies slapping together over and over. It felt really good, but I was glad when he pulled out of me and laid me on my side. He spooned up behind me and lifted my leg and slid into me. He wrapped his arms around my chest and held me tight while he kissed my shoulders, neck and ear as he fucked me.

"You like this better, baby?" he whispered into my ear.

"Yeah... I love the feel of your hairy body on mine."

Hank ran his hand down my body and gripped my dick. He slid his hand up and down the shaft and I had to grab his hand to stop me from coming too fast. He pulled out of me and I grabbed at him to pull him back into me. He pushed me onto my back and pushed my legs up and pushed into me. Hank fucked me hard and fast.

"You're so fuckin' good, baby," Hank groaned. "You're gonna make me shoot my load!"

"I'm gonna shoot, too, Hank. Please don't stop, please don't stop... Make me come, Hank. Please!"

"Fuck, yeah. I fuckin' love it when you beg. Come for me, baby."

"Oh, god, you're so good, Hank, so good..."

I gripped Hank tightly and squeezed my ass as tight as I could as my body tensed up. Hank was pounding relentlessly into me and with a final thrust, we both cried out as we exploded simultaneously. Hank collapsed on top of me and wrapped his arms around me and held me so tight I could barely catch my breath.

Hank laid on top of me. His weight was heavy on me, but I loved it. We were damp with sweat and sticky with my semen.

Hank's breathing evened out and he groaned and leaned back and pulled out of me. He got rid of the condom like last time.

"Let's take a shower and take a nap before dinner," he suggested.

"That sounds so good right now."

We got up and Hank turned on the shower while I stood at the toilet trying to pee, but was feeling a little shy with him in the room. I know, it's just crazy. He was just inside my body and I can't go pee with him in the room.

Hank walked up and nudged me over with his hip and let out a large wide stream of urine into the toilet. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the sound of his pee and I finally was able to go.

We took a nice hot shower and soaped each other down good. Hank pointed out that I had a couple of 'love bites' on my neck and shoulders and I should try to keep them covered up for a few days.

After we dried each other off, we pulled the covers down and climbed into the bed. I cuddled into Hank and he held me.

"Today has been perfect, baby. You don't know how much this means to me. And I don't just mean because we went all the way."

"I'm so glad. I was so nervous. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to do it... or that I wouldn't please you."

Hank chuckled. "Baby, you worry too much. You were wonderful today."

"I'm so glad, Hank. I love you so much. I feel like you're my soulmate. We're going to be together forever."

"I feel it, too, babe. I love you, Tim."

Hank kissed me tenderly and we snuggled into each other and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke later, Hank was still knocked out. His mouth was open and he was snoring. It was so cute to me. I ran my hand down his chest and smiled when I felt his dick was hard. I slid under the covers and took him into my mouth. I gave him a nice, slow blowjob until he shot his load into my mouth.

We were both starving, so we got up and got ready to go out to dinner.

Before we got dressed, I opened my backpack and pulled out a clean pair of boxer shorts for him, which he was very thankful for. He had left a pair at my house after we used them to wipe us down after fooling around. I was able to wash them with my clothes without Mom or Dad knowing.

Hank got in the truck and turned it on to warm it up while having a smoke. After a minute or so, I ran down and got in and we drove around to find a place to eat dinner. We found a Japanese hibachi restaurant that was nice but still casual and we had a great dinner. I had never been to one before, but Hank said I would like it. He was right, it was awesome. The chef grilled the food at the table and it was flashy and showy. Hank insisted on paying, saying I had spent too much on this as well as Christmas. I still wanted to pay because the day was supposed to be about him. He ended up winning.

We returned to the hotel and spent a couple of hours making love. We did it nice and slow, his movements slow and steady with him on top. My knees were up and spread wide, while he supported himself on his knees between my legs. It had become my favorite position. I love the feeling of him above me, with his hairy body rubbing on me. It also allowed me to look at him and kiss him. Plus my dick would make contact with his hairy belly, which combined with the prostate stimulation, would make me come without even touching myself.

We laid together for a while and then we got cleaned up so that we could get ready to go home.

I held onto him and quietly cried while he stroked my hair and back.

"I'm sorry, Hank. Today was so perfect to me and I don't want it to be over."

"You're so sweet, Timmy. Thank you for today. It couldn't have been more perfect."

Hank kissed me passionately and then we got our boots and coats on. We drove home talking quietly and laughing. When he pulled into my driveway, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"I love you, Hank. Happy birthday."

"I love you, Tim."

I gave Hank one last kiss. I waved to him from the porch and went inside.

I said 'hi' to Mom and Dad and told them how much fun we had and that Hank was so happy with his gift. I went upstairs and hid the box of condoms and the lube in the back of my nightstand drawer. I turned off the light and crawled into bed and smiled at Hank's teddy. When my phone lit up and beeped, I picked it up and it was Hank telling me that he loved me. I responded in kind and fell asleep with a grin on my face.