Date: Sun, 11 Apr 2004 17:51:59 -0700 From: dude sweet Subject: crazy boy part 4 Knock, knock, knock. I hear someone pounding on the door. Trevor and I are still sleeping. Or rather, I was sleeping. I check to make sure our nudity is covered by our covers. It is. Knock, knock, knock. I nudge Trevor. "Come in," he mumbles. His dad opens the door and comes in. "Trevor, are you awake yet?" "No." "Your mom and I are going to the store and the mall. You boys need to get up now and get dressed if you're going to go with us." Trevor sits up in the bed, the covers falling down, almost exposing his dick area. "What time is it?" "Ten o'clock. You don't have to go. You can sleep some more if you want. It's up to you guys." Trevor elbows me. "Sleep," I say, pretending to be very sleepy, when all I am is horny at the prospect of having the house to ourselves. "Sleep," he says to his dad. "Ok. Don't leave the house until we get back. Ok?" Don't leave the house? I didn't want to leave his room. I didn't even want to leave his bed for as long as possible. "Ok, dad." As his dad turns to walk out, Trevor grabs my morning wood. "Yiks," I blurt out. His dad turns around. Trevor still has my dick. His dad looks at us, then leaves. Trevor looks at me and laughs. I grab his dick and squeeze it. "Hey." We lay together holding each others boners until we hear them leave and lock the front door. He pulls off the covers so we can see each other. He leaps out of bed and runs out of the room. I can hear him pee and he comes back in. His boner starting to deflate. "What do you want to do"" he asks me sitting on the side of the bed. "Uh, more stuff like we did lat night. That is, if you want to." "Yeah, that was fun. What else can we do?" "Well I have to pee. You think of some stuff." I go and stand there a while until my dick decides to cooperate with my bladder. When I come back into the room he says, "You stay here for a minute. Ok? I got a cool idea." He looks at my dick, still hard. "Don't jack off or anything. Ok?" "Ok." I lay on his spot on the bed, enjoying the feeling of being in his space. I use the time to look around his room and all his stuff. "Ok. Come in the kitchen," he hollers. I walk into the kitchen, not knowing what to expect. Well there he is, laying on the kitchen table with whipped cream, chocolate syrup all over his dick. On the top, is a cherry. "It's a dick fudge Sunday. I made it just for you." "Excellent." "Yeah, except no spoon. Tongue only. Ok?" "Ok." I begin to lick off the goodies to get to the real goodie, his boner. I suck it with more skill than last night. Man, he is so into it. And since his parents aren't there or anything, he let's his moaning go full blast, which even makes me more horny than before, if that's even possible. He stiffened for the final holding back before the explosion. I promise myself not to be surprised and pull away. He erupts into my mouth and I stay with it, continuing to suck him as he spurts and spurts. He lays there breathing hard, unable to speak. I think that means I did a good job. It takes him forever to recover but I don't care. I enjoy just looking at him. "Ok your turn." I lay in his place as he squirts on the whipped cream and drips on the syrup. He starts to lick and I stop him. "Wait. Put on a cherry. It has to have a cherry." He puts on the cherry and starts licking and slurping it all off of me. I think I might come even before he gets to the sucking part. I manage to hold off, but only last less than a minute of sucking before I erupt. He stays on and sucks it all down. Now I know why it took him so long to recover. "I think we need to shower." "Yeah. Together?" "Yeah." "Cool."