Date: Tue, 23 Nov 2004 02:45:56 -0500
From: Aadrin Blue <aadrinblue@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jacey's put in-use part 8

Jacey's Put In-Use
by Aadrin Blue

Part 8

"Okay, get off me, cocksucker. Climb back over to your own seat," Brad
ordered.  Jacey obeyed him, dissappointed that he hadn't made Brad
cum. Brad moved his seat back into position, and as he buttoned his fly,
the car gave the ten second warning. The pedals extended, as did the
steering wheel, and the Liquid Crystals in the windshield switched from
opaque to transparent automatically. Brad drove them off the highway,
through his neighboorhood, and into his driveway without another
word. Jacey wondered why Brad had chosen not to finish himself off in
Jacey's mouth...

He got out, and Jacey followed him. Brad's house was gorgeous. It was
enormous, palatial by Jacey's middle-class standards. The architecture was
crisp, angular, and bright. Very modern. The front yard was huge, the back
was probably even larger. Jacey realized that Brad's parents must be
totally loaded. There were two other cars in Brad's driveway. Brad had
parked behind another Toyota, a red Endeavour, identical to his own car
except for colour; his was Blue. On the left hand side of the driveway,
next to where Brad's car had parked, was a larger SUV. Jacey didn't even
recognize the make and model of the SUV, but it sure looked
sweet... Probably an expensive foreign car. Jacey heard female footsteps.
A woman, presumably Brad's mother, was coming down the front steps of the
house.  She was dressed in a smart business-casual outfit, and in defiance
of trend, she carried a purse with her. She caught sight of Brad as she
hurriedly made her way toward her car.

"Brad, I'm on my way out to a meeting and then a business dinner
downtown. I won't be back until late, and your father isn't coming home
tonight either.  There's frozen pizza in the kitchen. Make sure your
brother does his homework, and... Oh! You brought a friend from school,"
she said. The SUV disengaged its alarm and, as she stepped closer, popped
open the driver-side door for her.  She got in and lowered the
passenger-side window so she could address Brad.  "Make sure he gets fed
too. Have a good night," she said as she thumbed the ignition.  The window
rolled up and she reversed the car out of their driveway. Brad sighed.

"Janelle, meet Jacey. Jacey, Janelle..." Brad said bitterly, as the car
drove away. He pointed to the door of his house and started
walking. "Inside," he said. Jacey followed him. They entered, and took off
their shoes.

Brad's brother was watching some stupid cartoon on the wall in the main
living area, and Brad totally ignored him as he led Jacey past and up the
stairs to his own room. If it could be called a 'room,' Brad basically had
his own apartment on the third floor, complete with a bedroom, a rec room,
his own bathroom, and sidebar with a mini fridge/freezer combo and even a
microwave.

"Bees' knees," mumbled Jacey, amazed. Brad was glad Jacey was impressed,
but he didn't let it show. He also chose not to punish Jacey for speaking
without being told.

"Take off your socks," Brad ordered.

Brad locked the door to his 'room' and walked into his rec area, sitting on
(and sinking into) a very comfy looking couch. Jacey still stood near the
door, the floor chilled his bare feet. Brad ignored him.

"Sierra, what's on that I'd like?" Brad said.

"Nothing that's streaming right now scores more than a 35% interest rating
for you, Bradley," offered Brad's DA avatar.

"Okay, pull up something from storage. I'm feeling like... Sierra darling,
play one of the Back to the Future movies for me," Brad asked. Jacey
smiled. He had no idea Brad shared his interest in old movies and shows,
but clearly he did. It was one more thing he wished he could talk to Brad
about.

"Which one?"

"One of the first three. The first one. Play the first one. Classic," Brad
said.  Jacey was startled when Brad turned to look at him. "You, get some
popcorn for me. It's in one of the cabinets behind the bar," Brad
ordered. The room darkened, the white wall went black and the old Universal
Studios logo came up as the movie began playing. It took Jacey a few
seconds of rifling through the cabinets to find the box of microwaveable
popcorn. He took out one of the bags, ripped off the plastic wrap, and
threw the wrapping away. He put the popcorn bag in the microwave, closed
the door, and waited as the microwave did its job.  When it was done, he
ripped open the bag and poured the popcorn into a big plastic bowl he found
on the bar's countertop, and brought it out to Brad. Brad took it from him
wordlessly and began eating. He pointed to a little rug in the corner of
the room.

"Bring that over next to the couch so you'll have something to sit on,
slut," he ordered. Jacey's cock still twitched in his pants every time Brad
called him a name like that. He lived for it. "There are popsicles in the
freezer. Go and get me a Coke Classic from the fridge, and a popsicle,"
Brad said.

"Yes sir," Jacey answered. He went to do as he was told. He grabbed the can
of Coke first, before opening the freezer. He had been expecting to find a
box of popsicles, but all that was in the freezer was a plastic tray with
four plastic sticks poking out. These were the type of ice pops you made at
home by filling the tray with fruit-juice. He twisted one of the pops out
of the tray and ran back out to Brad. Handing Brad the Coke and popsicle,
he sank down onto his little rug... It was shaggy, and just big enough to
sit cross-legged on. The kind of thing a dog might sleep on. Brad opened up
his Coke and took a sip.  He put it on an endtable beside the couch, and
put his feet up on the coffeetable in front of him. After shoveling a
handful of popcorn into his mouth, he took another long drink from the can.

"Jacey, you've been very well-behaved so far. This is for you," Brad said.
He handed Jacey the ice-pop by its plastic handle. Jacey smiled and
blushed.  This was the first really sweet thing Brad had done for him,
other than saving him from that bully. Jacey took it happily and sank back
down on his little rug.  He started sucking on the popsicle, going all the
way down on it like it was Bradley's cock. He continued blushing again, as
Brad locked eye contact with him and cracked half of a grin. Jacey couldn't
get enough of Brad's beautiful Aqua eyes.

As the ice-pop began to melt in Jacey's mouth, he could taste that it was
made of Brad's frozen urine. He continued sucking on it, licking it all
over.  Brad ruffled Jacey's hair and went back to his movie. Jacey sat on
the little rug, but leaned back against the couch and suckled on his
special treat. He savoured every drop of its mild bitterness, because it
symbolized Brad's satisfaction with him. It was a gift from Brad, and that
was what mattered to Jacey.

He rested there like that for some time, and before he knew it, the urine
ice-pop was all gone and Jacey was actually sad about that. Somewhat
dejectedly, He put down the plastic stick from the treat. After a couple of
minutes, Brad turned his attention back to Jacey.

"Climb up on the couch," Brad said. Jacey was thrilled. When he got up, he
saw that Brad had taken down his pants and his boxers. Without being told,
Jacey went right to where Brad needed him... Lowering his head between
Brad's legs, Brad's hard cock again dissappeared into Jacey's willing
mouth.

At first, Brad watched more of his movie as Jacey sucked him off. But as
Brad started to repond to Jacey's efforts, Jacey sped up his rate. He went
faster and faster, as deep as he could because he knew that was what Brad
liked most.  He sucked hard on the head of Brad's Penis, because he
couldn't wait to taste the other boy's sweet reward. As he usually did when
he got serious, Brad grabbed Jacey's head and started fucking his face
faster and harder, but suddenly he let go and tensed up. Jacey knew Brad
was about to cum.

"Let go, get off, get off," he ordered, shoving Jacey. Brad sat up quickly,
and grabbed for something on the coffee table. Jacey saw Brad move forward
on the couch, holding, aiming his rigid cock carefully. Jacey watched,
riveted, as Brad's cum flew out of his cock directly into the half-filled
popcorn bowl which he held at the ready. Brad moved the bowl around as held
his dick and sprayed his cum all over it, ropes of semen now dripping over
the popcorn like butter topping. When he had finished spurting into the
bowl, he took a dry piece of popcorn from the edge, used it to wipe cum off
the front of his cock, and then he stuck the creamy bit of popcorn into
Jacey's mouth.

Jacey had moved to the other edge of the couch, startled by Brad's sudden
order to get off. Brad took a long swig of his Coke and then passed the
popcorn bowl over to Jacey.

"Eat your popcorn."


To Be Continued

Aadrin Blue - aadrinblue@hotmail.com