Date: Sat, 10 Jun 2006 02:17:15 -0600 From: Josh Harkema Subject: peaking into a simple life chapter 4 "Okay Riley, I'll go to the upstairs bathroom, you use the one over there," I say as I motion to the bathroom door adjacent the TV. "Sounds good," and without anything more he turns on his perfect legs and walks toward the bathroom, my eyes watching his ass bounce the whole way there. I'm not exactly sure that my mind has grasped the entirety of what just happened; I just sucked off my best friend, the only person that I've ever lusted after. And to top things off, he was the one that started it! All this time I thought that he was straight and that if I even made the smallest advance he would kick the shit out of me, or at least stop talking to me. I'm not even sure which would be worse. The sound of the front door opening breaks me out of my trance; Riley's father must be home! I look at the floor in the living room and all I can see is clothing, I look at the TV and the porn is still on, and then I look at myself and notice that I'm still completely naked. Well, this is going to be hard to explain, I think as I run around the room picking up clothing and turning off the DVD player. Quickly switching it to something a little less revealing before I bolt at a dead run for the stairs that lead to the bedrooms. My heart pounds out of my chest until I close the door to my room behind me and throw Riley and my clothes on the bed. Riley's clothes! Shit, he's sitting in the bathroom downstairs with no clothes! How am I going to fix this? I wonder if there's an intercom to the bathroom downstairs, so I walk over to the directory panel and look up `living room – bath' and dial the number into the keypad: "Riley?" I say as quietly as possible in case Mr. Scott is nearby. "Shit Mike, I thought you wouldn't notice that you had my clothing, I think he's gone to his room so can you please bring me some clothes?" Mike's voice is practically pleading over the intercom. "Mike! Riley! Are you home?" I hear Mr. Scott shouting from the basement, shit! What am I going to do? I grab Riley's clothing and go to the basement to see where Mr. Scott is located in the house, as I get to the bottom of the stairs it looks like to coast is clear. So I go to the bathroom door and quietly knock, "Riley, are you in there?" "Yeah," he says as the door opens. "Do you have my clothes?" I hand him his clothing, "thank god! You are such a life saver, now go and distract my father." I walk into the kitchen to see if I can find Mike's dad, he doesn't seem to be anywhere that I can see, so I go upstairs and notice that the door to his room is closed, maybe he's changing. So I take the opportunity to go to my room and sort out what just happened; I just had my dream come true. I may not have known that I am gay for too long, but now that I do, it's nice to realize it with my best friend. I had absolutely no idea that Mike was gay, let alone that he had done things with another guy. Why hadn't he told me? "Mike?" Riley is knocking on my door. "Come in man," I say as he opens the door. "Fuck that was close, he has such horrible timing." "Yeah like he wasn't home for 2 days and then all of a sudden when we didn't want him to be here he shows up." I exasperate. "I know, so you're not going to tell anyone about what happened are you?" "No, why would I?" "I don't know, but I have a reputation to maintain." He says, almost distantly "and I'm not gay Riley, I just like to have a `hand's free' orgasm every once and awhile." "What? You mean that this is nothing more than `hand's free' orgasms? Mike I think I'm gay, and I want more than that with you." The surprise of what he had to say knocking all sense out of me, I shouldn't have told him that. "God Riley, you're not gay, and if you are don't ever talk to me again! I'm not going to be friends with any faggots." Mike spits venomously. "Well, if that's how you think I better catch a flight back home." Dejected, I say every word while looking at the floor. "I'm just going to start to pack if you would like to leave." "Riley, c'mon man, you're not gay..." "Yes I am Mike! And I can't help it so you're either going to be my friend or not, now will you let me pack so I can get my faggot ass out of your cabin!" I yell, losing all control. "C'mon Riley, just stay, I didn't mean what I said," Mike starts walking closer to me and I almost welcome his touch, but I can't, not after what he said about not being friends with a faggot. "Mike, you don't want this, you already said that you didn't and I don't think I can be just friends with you anymore, not after what just happened." By this time Mr. Scott must have heard all the yelling because he was at the door to the room. "Guy's is everything okay in there?" "Yes!" we both yell simultaneously. "Its okay dad, we're going to be okay. We're just having a conversation." Replies Mike then he quietly says, "Riley, I don't care that you're gay, at least we can have some fun." Then he flashed that killer mischievous grin, melting my resolve. "But that's not what you just said; you told me that you wouldn't be friends with a faggot, why are you changing your mind?" I ask as tears start to come to my eyes. "I was surprised that you would say something like that, it's hard to finally admit something so personal after you've been trying to hide it for so long." Those damn puppy dog eyes always melt my resolve. "That's no excuse," It's all I could get out, I just can't be mad at him. "Well, I still consider you a friend even if you are gay, hell, it might be fun to keep you around." He says as that mischievous grin cracks his lips again. He starts moving towards me again, and as soon as he's within arms reach I pull him into the tightest embrace I can muster. He doesn't resist so I turn my head towards him, finding his lips right where they should be I tenderly feel his cheek with my own. I can feel his breathing become deeper as I move my lips to his, kissing another body for the very first time. It's almost as if he's surrendering himself to me as his lips part, allowing the intrusion of my hungry tongue. This perfect moment seems to last forever as I probe his mouth with my tongue and feel his back and chest with my fingertips, slowly probing every inch of the prize that I have longed after for so long. The tears continue to roll down my face as my kissing becomes more involved, I push deeper and deeper into the forbidden recesses of Mike's mouth. As I begin to lose myself in the passion of my first kiss Mike turns me around, I find myself lying on my bed before I realize what's going on. Mike is lying on top of me pushing the kiss to even further levels he pulls his lips from mine and immediately dives down into my neck, kissing and sucking in a way that almost made me erupt into my pants. I pull him off of me and plant my lips firmly back on his. "Riley," Mike says as he temporarily breaks the kiss "why haven't we been doing this forever?" "I don't know," I breath attempting to connect with his lips, I miss and begin kissing his neck, eliciting a moan of pleasure. I decide to take this a little further and slip my fingers under his t-shirt, allowing him to sit up as I remove it and reveal his perfect body. I bring my body up to meet his sucking on his nipple as a calf would swallow its mothers. Mike moans in pleasure as I increase the amount of suction. He pulls my shirt from my body and the flesh on flesh contact ignites my skin into a flame of passion. I fall back onto the bed and in less time than it takes to draw a breath his lips are on mine, kissing and sucking at a feverish pace. I need his body on mine; I take of his flesh like a man dying of thirst. The kiss seems to last forever. "Riley, this is amazing" Mike breathes out in between breaks in our passion, "take off your pants." He says as he unstradles my chest allowing me to undo my belt and pants removing my boxers and all in one fell swoop. I grab at his belt buckle and before he has a chance to object we are both naked on my bed. I fall on top of his smooth body and begin kissing him again. He lie's underneath me accepting my hungry kiss with his welcome lips, I move lower once again suckling on his now erect nipples. I kiss and lick every part of his firm, toned chest until I find myself licking his pubic bone, and finding his hand on top of my head, pushing me still lower. "Oh god," he moans breathily as my tongue begins to caress his cock head. He moans louder still as I pull his whole cock into my mouth feeling his pubic hair brushing against my nose. "Fuck Riley, you have to stop that or I'm gonna cum," he moans. "I want you to cum," I say as I pull off of his dick for a moment, only to fall back onto it again with even more gusto. "Oh fuck" he cries as his hips begin to buck in time to my sucking motions, "I'm gonna cum." Mike cries, as he pulls my lips from his dick, planting them once again on his lips. "Stop, I need to last longer than that. How the hell did you get so good at that, aren't you a virgin?" "Yeah, I just do what I think I would want someone to do to me." I say as I begin kissing him again. "Well your damn good, now give me a chance to suck you," and without any more preamble he wraps his lips around my cock in heavenly perfection. His mouth begins to bring me to new levels of pleasure and before I even know what's going on I'm ready to blow "Stop," I say as I pull his head from my groin. "that's too much." "Okay, do you want to try something else?" "What?" I ask, not really caring what it is that he wants. "Roll onto your stomach and spread your legs apart." "Okay," I find myself saying even though I'm not exactly sure about what's going to come. It's Mike, and as long as he's doing it I don't really care what's going to happen. So I roll over onto my stomach and spread my legs apart as Mike positions himself behind me. "This is going to hurt a little, but I'll go slow." He says with a hungry note to his voice. "Are you ready?" "As long as you're the one doing it, I'm ready for anything." And without anything else I feel a slimy finger pushing against my asshole, the feeling of it is amazing it drives me to a whole new level of pleasure. "Yes!" I cry as his finger slips inside of me hitting something that makes my whole body give a shiver of pleasure. "Now you're lubed up, are you ready for my cock?" "Fuck me Mike! Stop asking questions and fuck me!" I shout, delirious from the feeling of his finger hitting my prostate. "Okay, if you're sure." Mike says as he puts his body closer to mine and positions his dick with my hole, "this is probably going to hurt." He says as he applies some pressure and the head of his dick slips past my sphincter. "Ohhh," I moan as the pain hits me, it feels like I'm going to be split in two. But he doesn't stop his intrusion until I feel his pelvis resting against my butt cheeks. "Mike, that's amazing, fuck me hard!" I yell, and he obliges my request pulling in and out of my ass at a cut through pace. Eventually the pain passes and the pleasure begins. "Roll me onto my back Mike I want to see your face," I ask. "Okay," Mike says as he disengages, allowing me to roll onto my back before he shoves his cock deep into my ass again. "Fuck!" I scream at the newly gained penetration, "harder!" And without another word, Mike starts working for the home run, fucking me as hard as his fourteen year old body will allow. Before long I feel his body begin to tense up, and a couple of strokes later I feel his dick pulsing in my ass as he drops his load deep within me. "Don't pull out," I say as I start stroking my dick to a quick finish, all over my chest.