Date: Wed, 29 Feb 2012 12:53:35 -0800 From: B.E. Kelley Subject: A Night in Autumn Chapter 5 This story is a work of FICTION. The events described are my own invention. Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental. The author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without my explicit authorization. This story contains depictions of consensual sexual acts between teenage males. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you find this type of material offensive or if you are under the legal age to read said material; please proceed no further. This story is a hybrid sequel of Snow Day and All Grown Up, stories you'll find in the young friends or high school sections. Comments are always welcome at: hailcaesar2011@hotmail.com A Night in Autumn, Chapter 5 Our early storm killed the last of fall. Northern New Hampshire was covered in a brilliant bed of white snow that would remain until the coming spring. Fortunately our last football game was that Friday. Bobby's parents came up for the game, then stayed at the inn in town so they could spend Saturday with their son. Our last game was a great success; we were playing another prep school, this one from Connecticut, that hadn't had any snow yet. We'd been practicing in the white stuff all week so we had a distinct advantage. Bobby and I did particularly well, it was a high scoring game and Bobby got a touchdown, I got two. When the game finished, Bobby and I showered with the team then got dressed and found his parents and my family waiting for us. We'd each taken our fair share of tackles and all we wanted to do was go home and rest our tired bodies but Uncle Derek and Bobby's dad insisted on taking us out to dinner. We went to a nice local steakhouse and enjoyed a huge dinner, despite being tired; Bobby and I were ravenous and ate heartily while our parents talked. I was right about Bobby's mom and dad, they didn't just seem nice, they were nice! They couldn't say enough complimentary things about Bobby, it was clear he was adored by them and they really seemed to hit it off with Aunt Leslie and Uncle Derek. With our energy spent on the game and our bellies stuffed with the fine meal, Bobby and I both fell asleep at the table while the others chatted. It was a little embarrassing but Aunt Leslie snapped a cute picture of Bobby and I leaning up against each other; that she was happy to share with me later. We were sheepish and groggy, while Uncle Derek and Mr. Sutherland fought over the bill, but I was awake enough to turn down an offer to spend Saturday with Bobby and his parents. It was a nice offer but I know how I would feel if my mom and dad visited, I was sure Bobby would want to spend some time alone with them. The Sutherland's only agreed after I promised to come home with Bobby for Thanksgiving in a couple of weeks. When I got home that night I went straight to bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow. When I woke the next morning, I walked stiffly across the hall to the bathroom to relieve myself then examine my body in the mirror. Despite all the padding, football is rough, I had a number of bruises and I felt stiff and sore. I thought about going downstairs for breakfast but decided that sleep was a more desirable option. I slept in until noon, ate a little lunch, then lounged on the couch the rest of the day. I talked to Bobby on the computer that night but he hadn't had all day to recover and was pretty exhausted. I didn't see him Sunday either, we went down to Exeter to attend church and have Sunday dinner with my aunt's family and by the time we got home, it was too late. I'd gotten used to seeing Bobby everyday and I already missed him. I found Bobby waiting for me, when I walked into biology class and big goofy smiles spread across both of our faces. I took my seat next to him and when no one was looking, I gave him a friendly, if somewhat intimate, pat on the inner thigh, just to let him know how glad I was to see him. "I missed you too," Bobby giggled. "Did you have a nice time with your parents?" I asked in reply. "Sure, we always have fun," he answered, "by the way, you don't have to come for Thanksgiving if you don't want to, I know mom and dad were being kind of pushy." "You don't want me to come?" I asked, an expression of mock-hurt on my face. "No, no, no, of course I do," Bobby exclaimed, "I just don't want you to feel like you have to." "Good, cause I think it sounds like fun," I smiled, "besides, it will give me a chance to meet your brother." Over the last week Bobby had talked about Tucker a lot. I think there was a little hero worship going on there but I can't say that I blame him, from the way Bobby tells it, Tucker pretty much saved his life. Tucker was also the person who had taken Bobby's virginity and I have to say I was curious to see him. Bobby has proven to be a, shall we say, creative lover, and I wondered if it was all do to the machinations of his own mind or something he'd picked up from big brother. "So, I've got an idea," said Bobby. "Do tell," I inquired. "You know the bathroom in the west corridor of the main academic building?" asked Bobby. "Yeah," I answered. "Ten minutes before the end of second period, ask to go to the bathroom and meet me in the handicapped stall," said Bobby. "Why would I do that?" I smirked. "Cause, I've got something to show you," Bobby smirked back. "It's a date then," I agreed, just as class started. We couldn't talk much during bio and we didn't have the same second period so I was left to ponder what it was Bobby wanted to show me. We have a 20 minute break between second and third periods so leaving early, I'd have 30 minutes to hang out with Bobby. At the appointed time, I left my class and headed for the bathroom, it was quiet inside so I walked up to the handicapped stall and knocked. "Come in," said Bobby. "So what is it you wanted to..." I began but came up short. I was going to ask what it was he wanted to show me but that was obvious the moment I saw him. Bobby was standing in front of me, his white button down open, wearing a white undershirt but the shocking part, the reason my mouth hung open like a fish out of water, was the red bikini panties and black stockings that came up to his thighs. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "What do you think?" smiled Bobby. "I know you told me about getting caught wearing panties but I, I, I..."I stuttered. "You don't like it?" asked Bobby. To be honest, I didn't think I would. I like boys, not girls, if I wanted a girl I'd be with a girl not a boy who acted like one. But, Bobby was a pretty masculine guy, I won't exaggerate and say he had a ripped body swimming in muscles, but he was lean and toned, very boyish, the contrast of that, with the girls undies, it was HOT. "Do you uh, wear that a lot?" I asked. "Nah, I'm not a cross-dresser or anything, I just think it's hot sometimes, what do you think?" asked Bobby, flashing me a sexy grin. He walked up to me and guided my hands to his hips, I moved my hands around and felt his tight body then the silky undergarments covering it. "Wow," I muttered, "Bobby I would have never thought it, but this is pretty hot, have you been wearing this all day? "No, we've got gym later, do you think I want to get my ass kicked when we change?" he giggled, "I'll put it back in my bag when we're done." "Done?" I asked. He didn't answer just smirked at me and then I felt a bit of a draft. While we'd been talking, I was checking out Bobby so hard, I hadn't realized he was manipulating my belt then my button and zipper. I didn't notice until my pants were around my ankles and I felt the slight breeze caress my thighs. Bobby dropped to his knees then tucked the waistband of my briefs under my boner. He didn't kiss it, didn't tease it with his soft pink tongue, he engulfed it in his hot mouth. Bobby swallowed me to the hilt and began to bob on my knob with an intensity I'd never felt. I let Bobby suck me for a few minutes but I knew time was not on our side. I reached down, and though it pained me to do it, I pulled him off my cock. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time," said Bobby, as he tried to sink down to his knees once more. I stopped him and pushed him up against the wall like a policemen does a suspect. I moved in behind him and pulled the panties off of his bottom, leaving his boner in the silky underwear. I moved into place and popped the head of my cock into his tight hole and was rewarded with a satisfied grunt from my lover. "I'm sorry," I whispered in his ear, "but I have to have you." "Who's complaining, fuck me tiger," said Bobby in a low, sexy voice. I held onto his hips and drove my dick in and out of him. Bobby wanted to moan but was biting his lip to stifle his lust. Break had begun and we could hear people in the halls. We didn't have much time, but I couldn't have taken it slow even if I wanted to, I was so turned on that I was almost afraid I'd hurt Bobby, I was fucking him so intensely. Just then, the bathroom door opened and we heard someone come in to use the facilities. I stopped cold. "Don't stop," whispered Bobby. I placed my hand over Bobby's mouth, just in case he lost control and let out a moan, then I resumed fucking his perfect little ass. I couldn't believe we were doing this, having sex just feet away from an unknown visitor. Maybe there is a touch of voyeur in me but I don't know if my dick had ever been harder. When we heard the boy leave, I released my hand from Bobby's mouth and moved down to stroke his cock through his silky panties while I continued to fuck him. It didn't take long, in a matter of minutes he was coating his panties with boy juice, his ass clenched around me and I sprayed his insides. While I pulled up my pants and undies, Bobby stripped off the panties and stockings. I watched him slip back into his tighty whities and after he pulled up his khakis, he sat against the wall and put on his socks and shoes. I watched him for a moment, still in awe of what we'd just done. When he was all finished, Bobby stood up and smiled at me. "You're amazing," I exclaimed, then kissed him. "Well, above average," Bobby grinned. "I love you," I blurted out, shocking myself. "Do you mean that, or is that the spent spunk talking?" asked Bobby. I thought about it for a moment. "Yeah, yeah I do mean it. God, you're beautiful Bobby, and fun and smart, and yes, I love you," I admitted. "It's not just the sex?" he inquired. "The sex is awesome, you're such a freak," I giggled, "but then, so am I." "But it's not the sex. I can get sex from Teddy or the twins anytime I want, you, you're more like it was with Chad, I don't just want to fuck you, I want to be with you," I explained. "Does that make us boyfriends now?" asked Bobby, a hopeful expression on his face. "Does that make you happy?" I smiled by way of reply. "Yes," smiled Bobby. "Well it's settled then," I stated, then leaned forward to kiss my boyfriend. We stood there, grinning like a couple of idiots and then the bell rang. "Crap, we better get going," I said. "Can we celebrate later?" asked Bobby. "After school at my house?" I said. "It's a date," smiled Bobby. I turned to walk out the door but stopped short when I heard Bobby's voice. "Hey Rory," said Bobby. "Yeah?" I replied. "I love you too," said Bobby. I smiled at him, he smiled back, then I headed for third period. I made it to class just before the last bell rang but you can safely assume that my mind wasn't on Latin.