Date: Tue, 13 Jul 2010 09:39:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Nick's Dragons - 18 Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between a teenage boy and an adult. That means no real boy was involved. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If you believe that this story might offend you please go to another site. You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Nick's Dragons - 18 The small airport had fewer than ten flights per day, and the one due in from Minneapolis at 4:30pm was late. Nick was pacing the hallway on the upper floor. He stopped frequently to look out at the runway. He would search the sky and then start pacing again. "They'll be here soon," Alex offered when Nick glanced in his direction. "I feel like I need to pee," Nick said with a worried look. "I hate waiting!" Mr. and Mrs. Carson were downstairs near the baggage claim area. Nick continued his vigil. A few minutes later he spotted a flashing strobe light. "There!" he said with excitement and pointed it out to Alex. The plane was on approach, it had just come through the low clouds. "Let's get downstairs," Alex suggested. Nick nodded and headed for the escalator. * * * * The CRJ-100 seated about forty people. Daniel was near the last of those who were getting off. Nick's brother Ronnie followed a step behind. "There they are," Daniel said and nodded in Nick's direction. "The little guy sure has grown up," Ronnie said as they walked through the jetway. Daniel could see Nick's enthusiasm, but he also saw the way he bit his lower lip. "He always does that when he's worried," Daniel thought as they drew closer. Daniel slowed and put a hand on Ronnie's back, urging him to go on ahead. Ronnie looked at Daniel as if to say, `thanks' and headed straight for Nick. Nick hurried forward and practically knocked Ronnie off his feet when he threw his arms around him. "It's so good to see you," Nick whimpered softly, burying his head in Ronnie's chest. "It's good to see you, too." The two held each other for several long minutes. Not a word was said. "Okay you two," Daniel joked softly, "enough of that!" Nick stepped back and with a quick look at Mrs. Carson introduced everyone to his brother. "It's nice to meet you," Mrs. Carson said shaking Ronnie's hand. "Nick hasn't stopped talking about you since he found out that you were coming home." "Thank you, Ma'am," Ronnie said with a little embarrassment. "Ronnie will be staying at my place," Daniel offered, almost sure that Mrs. Carson would be wondering. "My couch isn't much, but it will work for a while." The small group made their way to the carousel and picked up the few pieces of luggage Daniel and Ronnie had checked. "I'll buy dinner, unless there are other plans?" Daniel offered. "Well, I did have something in the refrigerator. But, since you offered, I think I'll save that for tomorrow. Dinner sounds fine!" Mrs. Caron smiled. Nick grinned and wrapped an arm around his brother. "You have to tell me everything!" Ronnie smiled and shook his head, "Still the same," he laughed. * * * * Nick spread the sleeping bag out on the floor, tossed a pillow near the top, and sat down. He had stripped down to his boxers and white T-shirt. Ronnie was dressed the same. Mrs. Carson had agreed to let Nick sleep over at Daniel's since it was a Friday night, and it was a special occasion. "I'll read for a while in my room," Daniel said with a smile, "give you guys some time to catch up." Nick looked at him; he knew Daniel could see how happy he was. "Thanks," he said softly. Nick stared at Ronnie a moment. He was taller, a bit heavier, and definitely more muscled. "Do you work out?" he asked staring at the well defined arms and strong shoulders. Ronnie laughed, "Everyday! I dig holes and haul stuff, remember?" Nick blushed. "Oh yeah, I forgot." The boys talked for several hours. Nick learned Ronnie's journey west had been harder than what he had mentioned in his letters. Many nights he slept under freeway bridges, in doorways, or under a tree. He often went several days between meals. He worked an odd job here and there for a few dollars, hitched rides, and sometimes managed a free meal from a soup kitchen. "There were so many times I wanted it to all end," Ronnie whispered. "I thought I'd be better off dead!" Nick's eyes grew wet. "I thought about you a lot. I guess that's why I didn't do anything stupid." Nick looked at the floor, a trickle of tears flowing down his cheeks. "I missed you so much. Mom had all those guys over, she drank almost every night, and a few times they hit her." "Did they hit you?" "Sometimes," Nick whispered. It was quiet for a minute. "How did you meet Daniel? He seems like a nice guy." "I used to go to the library everyday to read. I met him there." Nick looked up at his brother, and took a deep breath. "Ronnie, Daniel is more than just a friend. He's more like a boyfriend!" Nick said the words ever so softly. He stared into his brother's eyes, unsure of how he would react. "Is he forcing you to do stuff?" Ronnie said with a hard edge to his voice. Nick sensed anger just below the surface. "No, nothing like that! He loves me, and I love him." "Tell me the truth, Nick! I need to know!" Ronnie insisted. "That is the truth," Nick said firmly. They stared at one another a moment longer. Ronnie seemed to calm down. "So, what are you telling me? You like guys?" Nick blushed, and dropped his gaze to the floor. "Girls are okay. But I really, really like guys." "And Daniel?" "I love him more than you know," Nick whispered. It was quiet again for a moment. "When I was on the streets, I sometimes had to do stuff, you know, with guys," Ronnie whispered. Nick waited for more. "They paid me money. When you're hungry, you'll do almost anything." Nick could see the shame in his brother's face. His eyes were glistening, tears were forming. "I have a girlfriend now," Ronnie sniffed and wiped his eyes. "I bet she'd never guess that I sucked dick." He tried to smile. Nick was sad to see the pain in his brother's face. "Did you get it in the butt too?" he asked gently. "Oh my God, it hurt so much the first time!" Ronnie said with a soft sob. The tears poured down. Nick wanted to reach out and hug his brother, but he didn't know how Ronnie would react. They sat for a moment, Ronnie crying, and Nick unsure of what to do. There was a pause. "So, tell me about this girlfriend!" Nick finally said, thinking it was time to change the subject. Ronnie sniffed and a smile finally came to his face. "My boss Enrico, and his wife took me to a Mexican folk festival. There was music, dancing, all kinds of food and games. Maria was serving punch. I think there was rum in it." Ronnie chuckled, "Anyway, I thought she was the most amazing girl I had ever seen." Nick smiled. "We talked, and I found out she lived nearby. Like me she's eighteen, and she just finished school." Nick gave Ronnie a playful look, "Do you do stuff with her?" Both boys knew exactly what he was asking. "She's a good Catholic girl!" Ronnie chuckled. Nick snickered. "We're waiting until we get married." "You're shitting me? Right?" Nick giggled. Ronnie laughed. "Well, when we kiss, let's just say she knows how to use her hand," Ronnie blushed, "and sometimes we've been known to kiss each other in interesting places." Nick rolled his eyes, "that's saving yourself?" "Well, we haven't really gone all the way." "You should be a lawyer," Nick joked. The guys talked another hour and then curled up for the night. * * * * The next five days passed quickly. Nick was deeply disappointed that his brother had chosen to go back to California, but he understood. "I have a life there," Ronnie had explained on the last night, "Maria, my job, a future." Nick had cried, but he knew deep down that Ronnie was right. Ronnie had refused to see their mom, "I'm not ready for that," he had explained when the social worker offered him a visit. "Maybe later," he had said, making no promises. The scene at the airport was sad, but also in some ways `just right'. Nick had to admit that thinking Ronnie would just turn up again and be with him forever was more fantasy than reality. "Well, at least your Sir Daniel found me," Ronnie had teased after hearing of Nick's dreams. "My knight," Nick thought reaching out and giving Daniel's hand a quick squeeze as they walked out of the airport terminal. * * * * The start of the fall semester was always one of Daniel's favorite times of year. For the last four years, it had meant the return to campus, the discipline of being a student, and the academic challenge that he relished. This year was no different. Pursuing a graduate degree would be more difficult, fewer classes but more research and writing. Still, he loved the fact that he would again be back in school. A chime sounded and Daniel glanced down at his cell phone to see a text from Nick. "good luck" Daniel tapped a response, "thanx, luv u" "luv u more" came back. Daniel smiled, "can u get out 2 nite?" "Y?" "wanna get u naked" Daniel sent back. Nick's reply was almost instantaneous, "think so, alex owes me 1" Daniel laughed, "u wont regret it" * * * * It was getting tougher to come up with stories and ways to get Nick out of the house. Alex objected when Nick told him they needed to figure something out again. "You know I need to have some time alone with him!" Nick pleaded. "Yeah, but I'm the one that's gonna have their ass grounded if things go wrong!" "Just tell your mom we both joined the skateboard club and that we're going over to some guy's house for a while after the meeting, to practice or something." Alex looked unconvinced, "She'll call over there." "You must have at least one friend that would help cover!" Alex seemed to think it over. "Jeremy might. His sister could take mom's call." "Do it!" Nick said hurriedly. Alex sighed, and then shook his head in submission. "We'll probably both be grounded for a month." Nick put his hand on Alex's shoulder, glad the deal had been made. "I'll tell Brianna you talk about her all the time." Alex's face brightened up. * * * * "Pizza or sex first?" Daniel joked as he and Nick walked through the door of the apartment. "Pizza and sex? You weren't kidding when you said that I wouldn't regret it!" Nick laughed. Daniel smiled, pulled Nick closer and kissed him tenderly. "So which one is it?" Nick's eyes twinkled. "I'm really hungry," he said with an apologetic look. "We might have more fun if you feed me first." Daniel gave Nick another kiss, "One pizza coming up!" * * * * "That was cute!" Daniel said with sarcasm as Nick let out a rather loud burp. Nick blushed, "Excuse me," he giggled. Daniel tried to look stern. "Is it time for dessert?" Nick asked playfully. Daniel held his look. The guys stared at one another, and it was clear it was becoming a contest. Neither one seemed to want to be the one to give in and blink. Their smiles growing wider, each concentrated on holding their expression firm. The struggle went on for a full minute before Nick was the one that finally burst out laughing. "I won!" Daniel said smugly, giving Nick a triumphant look. "No fair, you're older than me." "What the fuck difference does that make?" Daniel laughed. Nick seemed stumped on how it made any difference. "Well, you are!" he said, apparently not wanting to admit that he might have just said something that sounded pretty dumb. They looked at each other and both snickered. "Want to fuck?" Daniel asked softly. Nick nodded `yes'. "Carry me," he whispered. Daniel picked Nick up and kissed him on the forehead. The boy clung to him as they made their way to the bedroom. Daniel laid Nick down and started to undress him. He unzipped his hoody, and Nick helped by moving his arms so Daniel could pull it off. He reached for the boy's sneakers, untied one and then the other, and dropped them on the floor. The socks came next followed by the T-Shirt. Daniel licked the teen's nipples, spending time on one and then the other, until they were both wet. He then made his way down the boy's chest to his belly button and stuck his tongue in the small depression. "That tickles!" Nick laughed softly. Daniel looked up, extended his tongue and slowly dragged it down Nick's belly a little further. Nick had a hint of a treasure trail, just a few hairs leading to a place under the waistband of his jeans. Daniel licked his way to the point where the jeans, riding low on the boy, stopped him. He smiled as he unbuttoned the top button and unzipped him. "No underwear?" Daniel chuckled. "Why bother?" Nick giggled. "You told me you wanted to get me naked!" Daniel centered his mouth over Nick's crotch and tugged the boy's jeans down a bit further. Nick's cock sprang out and slapped against his tummy. Daniel gave it a lick and it jerked, seemingly happy at the attention. Daniel got on his knees. Nick gave him a questioning look, and Daniel leaned over the side of the bed and dug out something he'd hidden earlier. Nick's eyes grew wide. "Now it's time for dessert," Daniel grinned as he pulled the top off the can of whip cream. He scooted back down, held Nick's penis at the base, and then circled it spraying a layer of sweet creamy filling around the hard shaft and ending with a dainty swirl on the tip. "Nick was snickering as the whipped delight went on. Daniel put the can to the side. "Excuse me, young man. Can I have a taste of your banana?" he grinned. "Suck it, bitch!" Nick laughed. Daniel smiled, and did just that. Some time later when it was all licked clean, Daniel tugged Nick's jeans the rest of the way off. Then he did a strip tease as Nick slowly jerked himself. When he was naked, Daniel picked up the whip cream can again, gave it a shake, and held it out to Nick. Nick crawled forward, took it, and touched Daniel's back, encouraging him to lay face down. He straddled Daniel's legs, his hands resting on his ass. "I love cream pie," Nick laughed as he spread his boyfriend's butt cheeks and squirted white filling into the valley. Daniel squirmed, "Shit, that's cold!" he laughed. Nick bent over and took a lick. "Tastes good though," he giggled. Nick played with Daniel's ass for maybe ten minutes, filling in the crease several times, and then licking it clean. Once he even stuck the tip into Daniel's hole and gave it a shot. After a few minutes more he seemed to tire of the game. He stroked his cock and climbed off. "How do you want it?" Nick asked as Daniel looked over his shoulder. Daniel pulled his knees under himself, raising his ass, but leaving his head down. He turned his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. Daniel felt Nick inch closer, heard a couple more squirts from the can, the second of which was applied to his ass. "Let's try it without lube," Nick said softly. He centered his dick head on the spot and slowly pushed. Daniel felt resistance, but Nick pushed harder and his cock slid in. He took a few strokes but it was uncomfortable for Daniel who had to bite his lip. When things didn't improve, Daniel reluctantly said, "I don't think this is working,". Nick gently pulled out, "All right," he said, and reached for the lube in the nightstand. Moments later he again pushed his dick up Daniel's butt. "Much better!" Daniel announced when Nick started to pound in and out with enthusiasm, his nuts slapping against his ass. Daniel grunted each time Nick thrust in. Nick was apparently unusually horny. He didn't start out slowly; he was fucking, beginning with the very first stroke. "Like my dick, college boy?" Nick teased as he slammed his prick deep up Daniel's ass. Daniel groaned, arched his back, and spread his legs a little further apart. "I thought so," Nick grunted. He pulled his cock out all the way and then pounded back in. The teen seemed to be using every ounce of his strength. He grunted, fucked, and then grunted again. Daniel whimpered as his butt was used as Nick's personal fuck toy. The feel of Nick's penis in his rectum was incredible. He especially loved those times when the head of the boy's dick rubbed that special spot hidden deep in his ass. Nick carried on like that for a number of minutes. There wasn't any doubt he was enjoying himself. Daniel was getting into it as well. His grunts had turned into a constant whine. "Yeah fuck me, cum in my ass," he whimpered again and again. "I want your cum in my ass!" Nick's breathing was becoming labored. He was sweating with the exertion. "You want it?" he grunted, "Want my cum?" he repeated again and again. Daniel groaned, "Yeah give it to me!" Daniel squirmed, pushed his ass back, encouraging Nick to pound him harder. "Ugh, Ugh!" Nick grunted. Daniel knew Nick was at the edge. He grabbed his own cock and started to stroke. "Wait for me," Daniel begged as he pulled on his dick and pushed his ass back at Nick. Nick groaned, slammed in hard and twisted his cock around. Then he started to spurt. "Oh fuck!" Daniel continued to push his ass back, fucking himself on Nick's stationary cock. He stroked himself, his hand going faster and faster, until he too got to the top. "Oh shit!" Daniel whimpered, tugging at his cock and squirting several long strings of sticky goo onto his bed. Both boys continued to squirm as their orgasms washed over them. Then they slowly grew calm. Nick held himself deep in Daniel's ass, his hands firmly on his boyfriend's waist. Daniel tugged a couple of more times and then took in a deep breath of air. The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing. Eventually Nick gently pulled his cock out of Daniel's ass and flopped down next to him. Daniel rolled to his side and then onto his back. "Shit, you practically reamed me a new one that time!" Nick snuggled close and rested his head on Daniel's chest. "Did I hurt you?" he whispered. Daniel rolled his head, "No," he said softly, "But don't be surprised if I have to run to the bathroom in a couple of minutes." Nick giggled and crawled up a bit higher. He gave Daniel a soft, lingering kiss. "That was fun." Daniel smiled. "Yeah, it was!" They lay like that a little longer, sharing a kiss from time to time. "I'll really remember my first day of grad school," Daniel joked, looking into Nick's eyes. "You think?" Nick grinned. Daniel snuggled him closer. "Yeah, and I'm guessing you will too." Nick curled into Daniel's arms. "Pizza and sex, yeah, I'll remember that!" * * * * Nick was nervous as he and the social worker walked up the steps to the half-way house to see his mom for the first time after her release from the in-patient program at the hospital. "This will be a short visit," the social worker explained, "not much more than half an hour." The door opened and Nick's mom was standing there. "Hi honey," she said with a tender smile. "Hi," Nick said feeling uncertain. "Come on inside," she said, opening the door wide. The place was like a boarding house. It was an older home, and it showed a bit of wear. But it was clean and orderly. The ground floor consisted of a large sitting area, a dining room, and a kitchen. They climbed a set of wide stairs to the second floor. Nick could see a fairly large number of bedrooms, one of which his mom entered. Nick saw a large vase of flowers on a side table. Mrs. Hunter saw where he was looking. She walked over to the table and touched one of the blooms. "Mitch sent them." "That's nice," Nick said, not really wanting to talk about flowers. Their conversation continued to go slowly, but eventually became more relaxed. Nick talked about foster care, the Carson's, Alex, and the start of high school. "There's one more thing," Nick said, starting to feel anxious. "What's that?" his mom asked gently. "Ronnie was in town." "Ronnie?" her voice cracked and her hand came up to her mouth. Nick told her everything that Ronnie had shared, except for some of the things he had had to do in order to survive. Mrs. Hunter cried softly. "He didn't want to see me, did he?" "He wasn't ready," Nick whispered. "I hurt him, and I let those men hurt him. I was a terrible mother." Nick didn't respond. The social worker coughed gently. "Well, that part of your life is over. You need to work on what comes next." Mrs. Hunter wiped her face. "I'm getting better. Fifty six days without a drink." "One day at a time," the social worker said softly. Nick couldn't help himself; he rushed into his mom's arms and they hugged. "You'll see, Nicki," Mrs. Hunter whispered, "I'm going to make it." * * * * Thanks to all those that have written to offer comments and ideas. Your emails are what keep me going. A special thanks to Jon B., James, and Danny for their encouragement. Hope to hear from you soon. Write Playbuddy123@yahoo.com. Thanks, Jon