Date: Fri, 13 Nov 2009 00:29:49 +0000 From: Andy Mitchell Subject: ST: Life Just Isn't Fair chapter 31 Feedback is more than welcome. I love to receive emails from anyone and everyone so please tell me what you think at andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk. I will respond to every email I receive, but please enter 'Life Just Isn't Fair' or simply 'Life' somewhere in the subject line so that I don't delete it thinking its spam. Any constructive criticism is also welcome as I don't want to let the story get stale and always want fresh input. Flames will be answered with the contempt that they deserve. Disclaimer. Not old enough to read this, sorry I'm not allowed to suggest you do anyway. Not allowed to read this where you leave, sorry I'm not allowed to suggest you do anyway. Don't like stories involving sex between males of various ages, I would suggest you leave. This story is all made up. This story is mine so please don't copy it elsewhere and take the credit. It has taken me a long time to get to this chapter. Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair. I looked up at the clock and was shocked to see it was after two thirty. Harry noticed my stare as well. "Jesus, if we don't hurry we'll be late for our reservation," he announced. "You boys go get showered, and then put on decent clothes. We're booked in a five star restaurant." Martin and I jumped off the bed and Martin led me by hand to a door which opened into a shower room. "Come on, let's shower together to make sure we get all the cum off us and it will save time." Martin said. Seeing nothing wrong with his logic, and being too sexually-sated to want to start anything else, we showered quickly and got dressed into, as Harry asked, decent clothes before joining the men in the office. Harry had finished downloading the photos and promised that he would show them to us once he'd edited them and put them in order. With that agreed, we headed out of the building, into Harry's 4x4 Cherokee and headed off into North London and the awaiting restaurant. Chapter 31. To say that I was buzzing in the car on the way home was an understatement. A fantastic meal was topped by the visit to the Emirates Stadium, the home of Arsenal Football Club, a team that plays the most attractive football in the English Premier League. Arsenal had beaten Manchester United, thanks to a goal by Cesc Fabregas, a very hot young Spanish midfielder that had both Martin and myself drooling. After being dropped off at the studio by Harry, Sam and I headed back to Sam's house. We unloaded my bags of clothes, stowing them in the bedroom and walked back downstairs. Sam turned towards me to ask what I wanted to do next, and I startled him by taking a running jump into him arms. My lips locked with his and my tongue forced it's way into his mouth. It wrestled with his for a minute before he took over and I allowed his tongue to enter mine. I had locked my legs around Sam's back, my arms over his shoulders allowing his arms to have the freedom to caress my back. "Wow, what brought that on?" Sam asked, after we came up for air. "That's for giving me such a great day," I replied. "No-one has ever spent that much time or money on me before." Sam looked at me for a moment, I thought I saw a hint of sadness creep into his eyes before the normal sparkle came back into them. "Well the day isn't over yet kiddo." He carried me over to the sofa and dropped me onto the soft leather. "Let me go and start dinner and then we'll have a soak in the hot tub." I had a sudden thought and asked if I could use his phone. I punched in the one phone number that I knew off by heart. "Hello?" a young male voice answered. "Hey Mike, it's Andy." "ANDY! How are you? Where are you? Why haven't you rung me?" Man he sounded pissed. "I'm okay, more than okay. I'm still staying with that family that Bobby and I found. Look, I'm really sorry I hadn't rung before, but Bobby took my phone when he left to go back home." "Bobby left you?" Mike asked. "Yeah, he wanted to go back home so he bailed on me. It's okay though as Jan's brother-in-law is great and is spoiling me rotten. We went to the Arsenal game today." "Did he take his nephews as well?" Mike queried. "No, just me and his business partner and his son." I thought I'd leave out the true nature of Martin and Harry's relationship. "Why is he spending money on you then?" Mike always wanted to look into things deeper than necessary. "Um, we are sort of doing things." "WHAT?" I could hear the shock and concern in Mike's voice. "Look Mike, it's totally okay. I really love this guy and he loves me. The way he makes me feel is better than any other time I had sex. Please you've got to trust me on this." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few moments before a strained voice spoke again. "Look Andy, you're my best and oldest friend so I really do believe that you believe what you're saying, but let's face it, you're decision making hasn't got the best track record recently," Mike chided me. "I know you don't wanna hear this and will get mad at me, but I'm just trying to look out for you." "I know you are Mike, and I do appreciate it and I could never get mad at you." I heard Sam calling me from the kitchen. "Look, I've gotta go as Sam's calling me." "Andy, just answer me one thing," Mike said. "What?" "Are you happy?" A big smile broke over my face as I answered in the positive. We said our farewells and I headed into the kitchen. Sam put a big pot on the hob and turned to me, "Hope you like your chilli hot!" he said. "I like anything that's hot," I giggled out, hoping he'd get my innuendo. He did and scooped me up and carried me over his shoulder to the hot tub. We quickly stripped off and soaked for around fifteen minutes snuggled up to each other. For once there was no sexual play, just tenderness. The buzzer from the kitchen sounded and Sam got out to put the finishing touched to dinner while I dried off and grabbed a pair of shorts to wear just in case I spilt. No point risking little Andy now is there? The chilli was fantastic and Sam had opened a bottle of red wine to go with it, which he allowed me a glass to go with the meal. We tidied the kitchen up, putting the dirty dishes into the dishwasher and headed to the lounge and again snuggled up to each other and watched tv. THIS is what I wanted from life. Someone to share my life with who loved me, that I loved in return and didn't want any more from me than I was willing to offer. Tonight I was willing to offer my butt up again as it would probably be celibate until next weekend and I was feeling a little randy after the glass of wine. "Let's go upstairs," I suggested, rubbing my hands across Sam's firm chest. He grinned at me and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and placed my arms over his shoulders. I leaned in for a kiss and was rewarded with a taste of his tongue. We moved upstairs into his bedroom and he laid me on my back. He reached into a drawer of his bedside cabinet and pulled out a plastic bag. I looked questioningly at him. "This will move your enjoyment to a whole new level Andy," he said. He opened the bag and dipped his finger inside. It came out covered with a white powder. "You trust me don't you?" Sam asked. I nervously nodded my head. Sam had never done anything to hurt me so far, and wouldn't have gone through all the trouble of getting me signed over to Jan, and spend all that money on me, just to hurt me would he? "Open your mouth Andy," Sam asked. "I'm going to rub this on to your gums. It will make you feel real good while we have sex." "You make me feel real good anyway Sam," I countered, not really wanting to have this powder in my mouth, not knowing exactly what it was but guessing it was drugs of some sort. "Sweet answer kiddo, but let me do this okay?" I opened my mouth and Sam spread the powder onto my gums in front and then behind my teeth. I didn't feel anything so wondered what I had been worried about. "Don't lick it off, let it absorb," Sam told me. I nodded my head again as Sam moved forward to nibble my ear. Man he knows I love how he does that. I moaned softly as his tongue slipped inside my left ear for a few moments before he transferred over to my right ear, giving it the same nibbling and lapping attention. He kissed my earlobe one last time before licking downwards onto my neck. He nuzzled into the crook where my neck meets my collar bone, causing me to emit squeaks of delight. Yup, g-spot number one has been found. I moved my hand to grasp my very erect five and a half incher but Sam grabbed my hand. "Uh-uh angel, I'm doing all the work tonight." He shifted slightly on the bed, reaching underneath it, before pulling my hand upwards and over my head. Suddenly I felt something cold around my wrist and I heard a click. I looked up, shocked to see a pair of handcuffs attaching my left arm to the headboard. I started to struggle but was smothered by Sam's body. I felt my right arm lifted above me and a second click followed. I looked at Sam with a sense of foreboding. He had his trademark grin on his face, like a cat that has it's cream. He leaned into me again and whispered that I needed to trust him. Not that I had any choice. He got off the bed, went to a closet and returned with two of his ties. I guess as I wasn't big enough to reach the bottom of the bed, he needed to improvise. Yup, my feet were soon tied up and I was left bound in place, able to squirm but not much more. He returned to my neck, kissing and tonguing it, making me squirm again in pleasure. His fingers traced circles slowly around my nipples, making them hard. He kissed me on the nose and forehead before taking my left nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard on it, causing me to groan in delight and lift slightly off the bed. Soon he was at my right nipple and the same treatment was really causing little Andy to not be so little anymore. I could feel my temperature rising as Sam kissed his way over the foundations of what may turn into a six pack on my stomach. He delved his tongue into my innie belly button. My heart started to race as I felt Sam's hand cup my balls. My whole body felt it was on fire. All my senses were in overload and every nerve in my body reacted to Sam's touches as I suddenly arced my body, pulling against my restraints and fire a volley of cum over Sam and myself. I flopped back onto the bed, amazingly still erect as Sam licked and lapped my spunk off my chest. I seemed to be able to sense every move that he was making, my mind so alert to the feelings that my body was experiencing. I certainly did not want this to end. And end it did not. Sam continued his tongue ministrations of my body, finally taking my erection into his mouth while his fingers probed away inside my anus. I was a boy in heat, moaning, gasping, groaning, begging. After I shot another load into Sam's hungry mouth, he untied my ankles and bent my knees to my chest. I spread them, allowing him access to my private love hole, knowing what he, and I, both wanted. His tongue, how was it not tired?, found my pucker. I squirmed with the feeling as he licked, washed and pushed around. Suddenly he was on his knees, lifting my body off the bed into the angle he wanted and lined up his very erect nine inches. I felt the head push against my hole and instinctively pushed out, wanting the intruder inside me. Sam pushed forward and I felt the head pop through my defences. Pain shot through me like someone had hit me with a cattle-prod. "Angel, are you okay?" a distant voice asked. I opened my eyes to see a concerned look on my lover's face. I nodded, gritted my teeth and told him to push into me. And push he did. The pain subsided and the pleasure returned as Sam drove past my special button. I bounced against him as I tried to increase my enjoyment. My breath was coming in short gasps as my body betrayed my exhaustion. I had stolen a short glance at the bedside clock and had been amazed we'd been going for over an hour already. "Undo my hands Sam, please," I begged, "let me hold you while you love me." Sam paused his strokes while he leaned over to the bedside table, grabbed the key and unlocked my hands. I hissed as the circulation came back into my wrists but still pushed myself forward to lock my arms around Sam's body. Once connected, he leaned me back so he was totally on top of me. His strokes began to get harder and deeper and my moans of pleasure grew to match his thrusts. I was in total ecstasy, trapped beneath the man I loved, having my innards massaged by his thick cock. Suddenly Sam's thrusting got shorter but harder and his grip on my body tightened as I felt him shudder and he released his love juice inside me. Sometime during this, I must have cum again myself as we were wet and sticky from my spunk coating our stomachs. Sam collapsed on top of me, scooting down slightly so our faces were at the same level. Our lips mashed together and somehow I managed to roll him onto his back with me on top of him. His hands gently caressed my back and butt cheeks while I held his head with mine. I pulled off his lips, the biggest shit eating grin on my face. "THAT was awesome!" I gushed. However, I wasn't ready for the night to end. I reached down to Sam's now limp cock and started to work it back to life. "Andy, we've just had mind blowing sex, lets get some sleep." I shook my head, before turning and engulfing Sam's dick. A few licks and sucks and he was back to over half mast. I turned round and lined him up. I looked at Sam, and seeing a tired look in his eyes, know I'd have to do all the work, which I didn't mind after what he'd just done for me. I sat down, ramming Sam's meat inside me, causing me to moan in pain and pleasure. My body took over. I awoke to smell bacon and toast odours wafting into the room. I turned to see what the time was and heard myself groan in pain. My body hurt, or rather, my butt did. I fingered myself gently causing me to wince slightly. I certainly was a tender boy back there. I got out of bed, pulled on a shirt of Sam's and wandered downstairs. "Morning Angel," Sam greeted me as I gingerly sat down on a stool. "Want some toast while I finish breakfast?" I shook my head. For some reason I had no appetite. Strange really as I'd normally polish off a full English if I had the chance. Sam looked a little concerned for a moment, then shrugged and finished cooking. "About last night," Sam started. "Look Sam, the handcuffing thing freaked me at first because of what Bobby's dad did, but I knew I was safe with you. Don't stress over it," I said, trying to sooth him. "Well, that's actually not what I wanted to talk to you about." "Oh, um, what then?" "You kinda scared me a little last night kiddo, you wouldn't stop." I blushed as certain memories started coming back. "I can't explain it Sam, it was like I had all this energy and had to get rid of it." "I'm not complaining about the four, yes, four times we had sex." I flushed again, remembering my lustful energy. Sam looked at me. "It was what you were trying to do with the bedpost that scared me." OMG that wasn't a dream. I looked down at the table, trying to hide my embarrassment. I now remember after I failed to get Sam erect again, I tried to impale myself on the round bedpost at the bottom of the bed. "I don't know what to say Sam, I was out of control. It was like I had a major itch inside me and I had to get it scratched." "I'm just pleased I managed to get hold of you before you did any damage," Sam replied. "Me too," I whispered. There was a major uncomfortable silence between us. "Look, if you're not going to eat anything, why don't you go shower and get dressed. It's nearly time to get you back to Jan's anyway." I got up, started to leave the kitchen but turned and walked up to Sam and gave him a hug. He hugged me back and kissed me on top of my head. "I love you Sam." "Love you too kiddo." I showered and walked into "my" room to pick some clothes out to wear back to Jan's. I heard Sam in the shower and decided to go watch tv. Nothing good was on so I started looking in his cupboards for a dvd. I opened one of them and saw a plastic bag with what looked like a phone charger in it. I opened it up and saw the same type of phone that Mike had given me. I was about to turn it on when I heard Sam coming down the stairs. I quickly replaced the phone and sat in front of the tv, flicking channels. We picked up the clothes I was going to take back to Jan's and got in the car and within ten minutes, I was deposited back at Jan's having had a long goodbye kiss. Jan served up a great Sunday lunch, but again for some reason I only picked at it. She asked several times what was wrong and I just replied that I must be catching a bug or something. She went into nurse mode, took my temperature and decided that it was a little high so off to bed I went so I could go school in the morning. URGH! Danny and Oli both came in at their respective bed times to kiss me good night and I was soon in the land of Nod, hoping to dream about the fantastic weekend I'd just had. End of Chapter. Once again, I've broken all promises to you by taking over three months to get this chapter done. Someone had told me that all you do at university is party. How quickly I have been shed of that illusion. Man, what is the point of early morning lectures??? Why can't we sleep in? It's also tough at the mo being so far away from Jack. He is like 300 miles away in a different country which is grossly unfair. I've only been able to see him once so far since we started so knowing you will read this I LOVE YOU. Just wanted everyone else to know that as well! Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please let me know by emailing me if you have the time. Thanks.