Date: Wed, 20 Jul 2022 01:27:23 -0500 From: Fang Saito Subject: Cadence - Chapter 10 This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real people or places is purely coincidental. This story is the property of the author and is protected under copyright laws. The author retains all rights. No reproduction is allowed without the author's consent. Conversations and feedback are appreciated to Greyson B. via email at hokkaidohotel86it@gmail.com. The emails I have received thus far are greatly appreciated. If you enjoy this story, please support the Nifty archives today with a thoughtful donation by visiting https://donate.nifty.org/. This story will contain graphic depictions of sex between males of teen and adult ages (M/m, m/m). If this is an issue for you or the laws where you live, you are obviously in the wrong place. Also, this is a story with plot, not merely wank material. You have been warned. I have posted another story in the Gay / high school section, called A Ghost Finds a Body. Feel free to check it out. Cadence Part 10 The mall was decked out for Halloween, and being mid October, half the stores had Thanksgiving decorations where they didn't have pumpkins and ghosts. They swung by Journeys first to look at shoes. Nathan swore by Vans, insisting they were more comfortable, while Cade insisted the better known Converse were the only shoes to skate in. Simon enjoyed their antics, especially when they were able to drag a salesperson into the debate. A hilarious twenty minutes was spent in Spencer's before they decided they were going to get kicked out if they kept it up. All three had found items they wanted, and agreed to come back later if they really decided to buy them. From there they flitted here and there through a few stores, until Simon asked about lunch. "I said I'm buying," Simon said as they headed to the food court. "How does chicken sound to everyone?" "Like this! Bawk bawk!" squealed Cade. "I didn't know there were any fried chicken places in the mall," said Nathan. "I was thinking Chick-fil-a," said Simon. "Nope, not doing it," replied Nathan. "Thanks," said Cade, "but if he's paying, shouldn't he get to help choose?" "He can choose any restaurants that don't pay millions to try and kill my best bud," said Nathan as he grabbed Cade into a half hug, half headlock. "What the hell's wrong with Chick-fil-a?" asked Simon. "Their food kicks ass!" "They pay millions a year to Congress to pass hate bills against gays," said Nathan. "I won't knock it if you want to go eat there though. I'll get me and Cade something that's not trying to kill people, and you can come find our table." "Half the food in this place is noxious and actively trying to poison people!" laughed Simon. "But I get your point. I didn't know that about them. Is Taco Bell paying the CIA to kill Cubans? Can we eat there?" "Taco Hell is just killing toilet bowls, but it sounds good to me!" said Nathan. I kind of appreciated Nathan sticking up for LGBT rights when he didn't have to, even if he usually made a bigger deal out of it then I did. Still, things still felt kind of tense with Simon, and if kind of felt like Nathan was kind of pushing the wrong fight at times. Cade needed to find an opportunity to clear the air with Simon, and he though that he had an idea of where to start. "What do you want?" asked Simon. "Huh?" muttered Cade. Fuck! He had an idea. He didn't want to start it up here, standing in line! Too soon! Too soon! "To eat, numb nuts! What am I getting you?" "Oh! Sorry," Cade said. "No, I'm good." Nathan had already bullied him into eating some breakfast, and he already felt like he was on the outs with Simon. He didn't want to stick him off money as well. "Bullshit," said Nathan. "You're eating. Pick something." "Fine," said Cade, not really starting into a fight he already knew Nathan would win. Nathan knew he rarely ate at home, knew how scarce food was and how unreliable Duncan was at keeping them with groceries. Nathan was convinced Cade had an eating disorder, was borderline anorexic, and so he was always making sure Cade ate. "Fine. Two tacos and a Pepsi?" He smiled at Simon and added. "Thanks". Then he glared at Nathan and stuck out his tongue. Nathan just grinned back. They got their food and found a table off to a side where they could talk. The place wasn't terribly crowded for a Saturday. "So our buddy Cade here has a problem, " said Nathan, looking over at Simon as he threw an arm lazily over Cade's shoulder. Cade wasn't sure where Nathan was going with this. He was being too casual and playful for the more serious elephant in the room. "It seems our oh-so-smart bookworm here got himself in trouble the other day and needs us to sort him out!" Realizing the "problem" Nathan was referring to, Cade grinned, while Simon looked curious, but a little entertained at Cade having a problem. "Oh no," chuckled Simon. "Did Cade get a, gasp and shock, 98 on a quiz? Break out the wet noodles!" "Worse!" cried out Nathan in mock despair. "He was found by the guidance counselor to have-" He grasped at his heart, "No extra curricular activities!" "Oh, no!" cried Simon, then, suddenly confused, said, "Wait, what?" "Yeah," said Cade, laughing at their antics. "I got called down to the office because Mr. Jordan was all concerned about colleges not being satisfied with straight A's. Thinks I need to show extra-academic involvement for my college applications." "That's so stupid," exclaimed Simon. "One, that's four years away, and B, it probably won't matter unless you are trying to go to some private, ivy league school that requires essays and shit just to apply." "Well just in case," said Nathan, "we should help him come up with ideas." "Chess club," said Simon, grinning at Cade. "Math Olympics? Physics Club? MENSA!" Cade flipped him off with a smirk. "Keep it up. This guy was asking about stuff like Boy Scouts or church." "You mean you don't go to church?" ask Simon, then added, "Oh yeah, your gay." "Fuck off," said Nathan, laughing. "Plenty of gays go to church." He turned back to Cade. "So what else happened this week? You said there was something else you wanted to tell me about." "Oh yeah," said Cade. He had intended telling Nathan about James in private, but while in line for tacos he realized he could use Simon's reactions to the conversation to suss out whether he might be still trying to hit on Cade. He started telling about the two times he had seen James, and the brief conversation they had shared. Cade mostly looked at Nathan as he spoke, but would occasionally look over at Simon, trying to gauge his reactions. For the most part Simon seemed neutral, but occasionally he would show signs of disapproval, but whether over Cade's infatuation over a boy, or that the boy wasn't Simon himself, Cade couldn't read. "Wait," said Nathan. "You said he is an office aid? Is that something you could do, to satisfy the GC? That or library aid or something?" "Nice try," said Cade. "Thought of that." "Let me guess," grinned Simon. "You'd have to give up that ninth AP class slot?" "There's only seven periods, dufus!" said Nathan. "He's right," muttered Cade, with a blush. "I was already working out how to get extra classes in next year, so I can't give up any class periods." "Ha!" laughed Simon at Nathan, then whipped back to Cade. "Wait, what?" "I need more AP classes to be sure I get into the college credit classes my junior and senior years." "Damn, Caliban! You really are a genuine bookworm!" exclaimed Simon. "All my genes had to go somewhere," said Cade. "They sure haven't gone into height!" Conversation stalled for a moment while trash was gathered, and then Nathan piped up. "So where to next?" "Actually,"Cade started hesitantly, "Can I have a bit to handle something with Simon? We can catch up with you over at Books a Million?" Nathan looked between Cade and Simon, who looked just as confused as he felt. Then a knowing look crossed his face. He smiled and said, "Sure. You know where to find me." Once the trash was gathered and disposed of, and Nathan had safely left, Cade grabbed Simon's hand and started pulling him along. Simon didn't fight, clearly curious what Cade was up to. Cade led him down the service hallway just off the food court, past the bathrooms and down to the "family" unisex bathroom. He yanked open the door, pulled Simon inside, and locked them in. "What are we doing in here?" asked Simon, his face a cross of confusion and amusement. "We are going to handle this once and for all," said Cade, pushing Simon back against the sink and dropping to his knees. "Woah, what's going on?" Simon put his hands back to brace himself on the white porcelain behind himself, but did nothing to stop what Cade was doing. Cade, meanwhile, had come to a decision as he reached forward and began undoing Simon's belt and jeans. Simon had come onto him the night before, clearly feeling that Cade should not have had any issues with "helping him out", as Simon had put it. Cade had thought himself in the right by turning him away, but Nathan had seemed to have only some frustration that the situation had happened, not that Simon had been wrong. In addition, there was this issue of Simon seeming to still be focusing on Cade, both last night, and while Cade had been telling them about James. It seemed like the best way to deal with that was to get it out in the open. Maybe if he sucked Simon off, the older boy could either get it out of his system, or admit to himself that he was gay after all. And either way, Cade would be off the hook for adding any confusion his gaming buddy might still be feeling. Then there was the issue with lunch. Cade hated owing anybody. It was bad enough that Nathan's parents spent so much extra on food for him and Jordan. But Nathan just stayed on his ass about eating. Cade knew how to skip means. He certainly didn't care if he ate lunch here at the mall. But Nathan had insisted, not only insisting that Cade eat, but then letting Simon pay for it. At least if Nathan had paid, Cade felt like it would have disappeared into that bottomless pit of debt he owed the Sendic family. But now he owed Simon for his meal. So he would pay off the debt, the same way he paid for every grocery trip that filled their fridge. He would therefore solve two birds with one stone. He could get Simon off his back, and pay him back, all with one blowjob. Besides, and this is what Cade hated, Simon was right. He was gay, so he therefore did like dick. It was what he was good at, and good for, right? Well, if he was going to do it, Cade was going to enjoy it. He managed to get Simon's belt and jeans undone, pulling them down by hooking his fingers inside the waist on both sides, sliding the pants and underwear down as one piece. Maybe if they were somewhere else, he might have taken the time to appreciate Simon's boxers, to see if they were flattering to the older teen. For now, they were just in the way. Simon had a decently thick patch of black hair above his cock. It wasn't hard yet, so it was only a couple of inches, his cock head uncovered, shiny and pink. The circumcision scar ran like a dark brown scarf, a barrier between the pale skin and the darker head. The smell was definitely a bit of sweat, a bit of musk, but not too bad, just different. Simon's cock twitched as Cade leaned forward and touched his tongue to the bottom of the head, before rolling forward and letting his tongue slide down the underside cock, taking the entire thing to the root. Cade held it there, holding still, allowing the cock to lose its flaccid state, inflating to full size and beginning to press against Cade's uvula. Simon was a couple of inches shorter than Duncan, but nearly as thick, which felt comfortable in Cade's mouth. Once Simon was at full staff, Cade clamped down with his lips and suctioned the air from his mouth, causing a vacuum that brought his mouth in contact with all of the skin of Simon's cock. Cade heard the teen above him suck in his breath, and knew he was loving it. From there, he withdrew his mouth until he was holding just the head inside his lips, allowing the vacuum to keep the skin feeling every inch of wet friction. Cade then released the vacuum he was holding, but not the head, which he began swirling with his tongue. Before Simon could even react to that, however, Cade loosened his lips and collapsed his mouth forward, taking the full cock to its base again. Cade pushed forward harder, until he could feel the head of the thick cock press into his throat slightly. This allowed him to swallow a couple of times, letting his throat muscles massage the head. Once he heard Simon give the reaction he was hoping for, that of a sharp moan, he relaxed and moved into a solid up and down blowjob, letting the cock slide in and out of his mouth. After a few minutes, it became obvious that Simon was unused to this kind of stimulation on his cock, and was starting to hyperventilate. Cade slowed down, going back to just holding the head in his mouth for a moment, allowing both of them to catch their breath, and letting Cade notice that there was a pretty healthy dose of precum drizzling from Simon's piss slit. He could also feel that his own cock was pretty hard, twisted in his underwear and leaking as well. There was no time to worry about that right now, and they had probably been in this bathroom too long as it was. Cade knew he needed to move this on and finish up. With that in mind, he walked his lips back down Simon's cock, grinding the tip of his tongue all down the thick and hard urethra on the underside of the cock. Cade then put all his effort into pushing his older friend into a gut-blasting climax. Simon was whimpering behind his hand now, completely overstimulated. Cade looked up as he pulled back, seeing that his friend was doing everything he could not to be loud. He almost laughed at the look on Simon's face, and redoubled his efforts. It didn't take much longer before the fifteen year old cock in Cade's mouth began to stiffen further, as Simon's hips began cute little micro jerks, as he obviously wanted to hump Cade's mouth, while also trying his best to stay still. A few moans, some quiet grunts, and Cade felt the cock in his mouth twitch once, twice, then begin to unload its hot liquid cargo. Cade pressed back down to the base, allowing his cheeks to expand as his mouth filled with liquid. He then swallowed once more, allowing Simon's head to be massaged once more as he got rid of much of the initial mess down his gullet. He then suctioned his lips to the shaft, and began pulling his mouth back up the length of Simon's cock, ensuring that he was milking the initial blasts and all the remaining seepage. Once he reached the head with his lips, he looked up back at Simon's face as he swallowed again. Finally he rolled his tongue one last time, ensuring that the cock in his mouth was finished seeping cum. Simon was trying hard to catch his breath. Cade could see Simon's stomach convulsing in and out in time with his labored breathing. "Holy shit," breathed Simon. "That was fucking... holy shit. That was incredible!" He winced as Cade gave the spent cock once last in and out, and the sensitive head one last tongue swirl, before finally releasing Simon's organ. Cade finally stood up, and, without looking Simon in the eye, gently pushed him to the side and cut on the faucet, splashing some water on his face and cupping his hands to rinse out his mouth. Simon took the hint and moved out of way, fumbling to pull up his underwear and pants. He caught Cade's eyes in the mirror as he refastened his belt. "Wow," whispered Simon. "I know it's what I asked for but just, wow. That was amazing." "Yeah," muttered Cade. "Hope it was what you were hoping for." Simon noted the dead, emotionless tone of Cade's response, and couldn't figure it out. "How come you changed your mind though?" "Didn't know I changed my mind," said Cade as he grabbed a paper towel and began wiping his face. "My guy, last night you about had a hernia, you were shooting me down so hard." "Well, it was becoming pretty obvious you weren't going to drop it. So there you go." "What the hell, Cade?" said Simon a little too loud. His voice echoed sharply in the white tiled room. "I had dropped it. I thought you had, too!" "You didn't like it?" "No- What, no! I mean, it was great! But you really don't seem to think it was good, whatever effort you just put into it. I'm trying to figure your ass out here." "Let's get out of here before we form a line outside," said Cade. "We can go talk."