Date: Fri, 12 Nov 2021 00:29:07 +0100 (CET)
From: lucas_dwyer@tutanota.com
Subject: Prodigy Boyfriend part 6

I gripped Luis tight but had a hard time sitting still on the back of the
motorcycle as we rode back to his place. My butt was sore from the
pounding he and Alex had just given me. I wanted to go home and soak in a
warm bath but when we got to his place Luis had other plans.


He had me go into the bedroom and instructed me to drop my shorts and
bend over the edge of the bed. I did as I was told and waited. He came in
the bedroom and knelt down behind me and I felt him rubbing something
around my hole.


Before I could tell him that I didn't think I could take anymore I felt
his hard cock pressing against my hole. I let out a whimper as he sunk
deeper into me.


He grabbed my hips and started thrusting hard, pulling his cock all the
way out then slamming it back into me. His grunts filled the room as he
spent the next twenty minutes fucking me in multiple positions.


I was on my hands and knees when he let out a loud groan, one final
thrust and I felt him start to cum inside me. He pressed himself against
me burying his cock as deep as he could as he unloaded his seed. When he
was done he pulled out and laid down on the bed telling me to get dressed
and head home.


He seemed less caring than he had been and it was upsetting. I tried
asking if everything was ok and he smiled at me and said it was but I
still felt like something was wrong.


I dressed and he gave me a kiss goodbye. It was Thursday and he told me
he had a busy weekend coming up at work and that I should just plan on
coming over Monday morning and we'd go to the gym again.


I rode my bike home fidgeting in my seat as cum started leaking out of my
hole. My mind raced with everything that had happened. It didn't bother
me so much that Luis shared me with one of his buddies, Alex was pretty
sexy but just that he didn't seem to care if Alex was rough or not. Then
I thought of my first time with Luis and how he had been rough and
figured maybe that's just how sex is.


When I got home I undressed and threw my clothes in the washing machine
then took a nice warm bath. I had it in my mind that sex is rough and I
need to man up and get used to it. When I finished soaking I was mentally
feeling better. My butt though was throbbing and still very sore so I
took some Tylenol for the pain.


The next day when I got up I was feeling a bit down again not to mention
every muscle in my body was sore. I think my mom knew something was up
because I'd been quiet and fidgety all night but she tried not to pry
too much. Thinking back now I wish I had opened up more and had that sex
talk sooner rather than later but you can't go back and change the
past.


I checked my emails and responded to a few of the men I had been
corresponding with. I went for a swim then decided to go to the park. I
was hoping to see Mr Campbell again because I thought maybe I could talk
to him.


I rode my bike there and damn it was still hard to sit down properly. I
waited by the entrance for nearly thirty minutes before Mr Campbell
approached.


"Hey Lucas! It's great seeing you." He said. "Ready for another
jog?"


I said "yeah I'd like to Mr Campbell but also can we talk when we are
done?"


I think he heard the tone of my voice and asked "would you rather just
talk now?"


"No I don't want to interrupt your routine sir, let's run then talk
after."


He smiled at me and said "well exercise may help clear your head too so
let's stretch first then run."


I followed him to the shaded area we had stretched before. This time we
only stretched and after about fifteen minutes he stood, clapped his
hands and said "let's run."


We ran the trail again in a shorter amount of time, I made fewer stops
but still had to take a few breaks to catch my breath. When we finished
we went back to our spot to stretch.


Once we finished Mr Campbell stood and suggested we go back to his place,
have some lunch and talk. I walked my bike as we headed out the entrance
to a county trail that he said ran by his house.


It was only half a mile but my legs being so sore and wobbly made it seem
longer. He wasn't joking either about the trail being by his house. His
backyard abutted the trail and he had a gate you could go through for
easy access.


I laid my bike down in the grass then followed him to his back door. He
held it open for me and once inside he closed and locked it. I was in the
living room and he told me to make myself at home. I kicked off my shoes
and sat on the sofa as he went to the kitchen and fixed some lunch.


While I waited I looked around and saw he had some nice furniture. His
sofa was large and comfortable. He also had a nice lounge chair and a big
television. He had a lot of books on shelves and on his coffee table a
Steven King novel Misery that he had bookmarked about a quarter of the
way in.


I picked it up and was reading the inside flap about the book when I
heard him walk up behind me then place his hand on my shoulder. "Usually
I read English literature, but I have an affinity for a good horror novel
every now and then."


His touch was gentle and his voice was soft with a caring tone about it.
I was reminded of his classes, his soft spoken demeanor and how easy it
was to feel like he was only speaking to you during a lecture.


"C'mon Lucas let eat" he said as he gently took my hand and led me to
the dining room. "I hope chicken salad sandwiches and chips are ok" he
said as I sat down.


It looked really good and I told him I loved chicken salad. I was so
hungry that I gobbled down my sandwich and chips then chugged the glass
of water he'd set down for me. When we both finished eating he suggested
we sit in the living room.


I sat down on the sofa as he took a seat next to me. "So what's on your
mind Lucas?"


That was all I needed before I started unloading everything on him. I was
talking so fast he had to stop me, have me take a breath while urging me
to slow down.


I told him about Luis and how he said he loved me but has flipped from
caring to uncaring at times. "I told him about what we did Mr Campbell
and I don't think he cared. I thought he'd be upset but he just
shrugged like it was nothing."


Then I told him about Alex and I could see concern come across his face
as I started to cry recalling how much it had and still hurts even now.
He placed his arm around me and pulled me close as I spoke and when I
finally finished he squeezed my shoulder and said "I don't even know
where to begin Lucas. Is this what you even want?"


I shrugged my shoulders as the tears fell and said "he said he loves me
Mr Campbell."


He sighed and said "I hate to break it to you Lucas but a lot of men
will tell a boy exactly what they want to hear so the boy keeps coming
back."  I laid my head against the side of his chest as he continued
"what concerns me is how rough he is with you and sharing you with
someone who is equally rough with you could hurt you physically."


I told him I was used to Luis and I have enjoyed having sex with him but
with Alex it was difficult because he was so big but that I did get hard
while they were taking turns.


I had stopped crying but my face was still damp so he used his shirt to
wipe my cheeks dry and then stroked my hair. "All I care about is that
you don't get hurt Lucas. I really think you're a great kid and it
pains me to see you hurting emotionally and physically."


I wrapped my left arm behind Mr Campbell and my right arm around his
abdomen and squeezed him tightly. I was thankful that he was willing to
listen to me.


As I'm hugging him I notice his shorts slightly tenting so I reach down
with my right hand and stroke him. He takes my hand and says "it's ok
Lucas you don't have to, we can just sit here without you feeling you
need to do anything for me."


I looked up and ask "you don't want me to?"


He smiled at me and strokes my hair "I would love it but right now we
should just watch some television. How does that sound?"


I said ok and he grabs the remote control off the coffee table and flips
the TV on. I stretch my legs out on the sofa and lay my head in his lap
as he runs his fingers through my hair, down my neck and shoulder; I feel
myself drifting off.


I wake up and I'm alone on the sofa, the television is off and from the
light coming in the room it looks late in the day. I rub my eyes and look
around as I sit up and Mr Campbell is sitting in his lounge chair
reading.


He looks up from his book and smiles at me "hey there sleepyhead." I
blush a little because I can't believe I just fell asleep. "I'm sorry
Mr Campbell, I didn't mean to fall asleep and be rude" I say.


"You obviously needed to rest so no apologies are necessary and you
don't need to call me Mr Campbell when it's just the two of us, Trevor
will suit just fine."


I smile and rub my eyes again "ok Mr... ummm Trevor." He laughs, places
his book down and comes to sit with me. "How are you feeling?" He
asks.


"I feel better. I think I really needed a good nap and I think you
letting me talk about stuff...well..." I kind of trailed off.


"It's good to get stuff off your chest like that instead of bottling it
up inside and having someone to talk to about important topics is very
important and I'm grateful you felt comfortable sharing with me."


I lean close and hug him again. He wraps his arm around my shoulder and
pulls me close. I see it's almost three in the afternoon and can't
believe I slept as long as I did. I'm not sure if I've worn out my
welcome or not so I ask if I should leave.


"That's up to you. You're more than welcome to stay as long as you
like" he says.


I consider it and think if there's anything I need to do then say "if
you don't mind I would like to stick around a bit."


He smiled at me and says "I don't mind one bit young man. What would
you like to do?"


I ask if I can make a call and he shows me to the phone. I dial the
number for my moms office, I vaguely remember her saying she had a long
day today. I get her receptionist on and ask if she's busy; I'm told
she's in with a client so I ask if she knows when she will be home.


"Oh sweetie she said this morning she's going to be here really late.
Is everything ok?"


I tell her everything is fine I was just making sure and to tell my mom I
love her and will see her later.


When I hang up I look at Trevor and ask if he'd like me to make us
dinner tonight. He seems shocked but says he would love that.


I start rummaging through his pantry, refrigerator and freezer to see
what I have to work with. After making a mental note of everything I have
a few ideas.


I start getting all the ingredients I need out first and then take out a
salmon filet I see in the refrigerator. I grab some pecans, broccoli,
celery and carrots.


He asks what I'm making and I tell him Maple Dijon glazed salmon and on
the side a spiced vegetable dish.


"How do you know how to make all this?" He asks. I look at him and
nonchalantly say "my mom works long days so I have a lot of time to mess
around in the kitchen."


"Well it sounds delicious."


I go back to making the meal. It takes about thirty minutes to get
everything prepared. I start to steam the vegetables as I prepare the
glaze. Once that's done I start pan frying the salmon.


After another thirty minutes of cooking the food is finished. It seems a
bit early to eat but I plate everything and take it to the table.


"Lucas this not only smells delicious but looks amazing. You could
easily be a chef."


I blush as we sit down. He has a bottle of wine on the table and asks if
I've ever had any. I say no and he pour me a small amount in a glass.
"A meal like this should be served with a nice wine."


I take a sip and grimace a little but it's definitely not as bad as
beer. As we eat I work on the wine a bit more until I finish what he gave
me then ask if I can have a bit more. He laughs and says "just a little.
I don't want you getting drunk."


He pours some more in my glass and I start to feel a little sophisticated
drinking wine and eating a fancy meal with an older man who happens to be
my teacher.


"Trevor" I start, then pause. "What is it Lucas?"


"How old are you?" He smiles at me and says "I just turned 37 a few
weeks ago."


"Ok" is all I say. Thinking to myself as I thought before for being
older I find him very attractive and I really like his beard.


I stood up and started cleaning the table but he tries to stop me
insisting he should clean. "No sir. I made the mess I can clean it you
should relax."


He tries to argue a little more but I refuse to let him so he stands and
goes down the hall. As I finish up cleaning he comes back dressed in some
casual pants and a polo shirt.


"I thought maybe we would go for some ice cream. What do you think?" I
beam at the idea but I still have my clothes from our run on. He suggests
we swing by my house and that way I can change. We go outside and get in
his car and I tell him how to get to my house.


When we are there I run inside and throw on some shorts and a t-shirt and
come back out. He says there's a place by the beach he likes and after
we get our ice cream we can walk on the beach.


I haven't been to the beach in forever it seems since it's too far to
ride and going over bridges can be scary with all the cars racing by.


We get to the spot and order our ice creams. I get a twist cone and he
gets straight chocolate. We walk down a boardwalk that leads to the
beach, eating our ice cream.


I'm carrying my shoes in one hand, the cone in the other and wiggling my
toes in the sand. I really love the beach especially now as the sun is
setting but being here with Trevor really makes my stomach feel fluttery
almost.


He places his hand on my lower back and says "about our talk earlier"
he pauses as I look up at him. "You're a very special boy Lucas and I
think you deserve to be with someone who treats you with respect and
cares about you."


I know what he's saying and it makes me nervous. I really like Luis and
he says he loves me but Trevor seems to really care about me and not just
sex stuff.


"I hope I'm not upsetting you Lucas" he said after I failed to
respond. "Oh no Mr... I mean Trevor. I was just thinking."


We had finished our ice creams and were quietly walking down the beach,
the sun had set, the sky clear and it was dark enough out that you could
start to make out some of the stars.


I pointed out Orion's Belt and said that was my favorite constellation.
He said the Big Dipper was his favorite. He suggested we head back to the
car.


As we were driving back I asked "can I come home with you tonight?"


He was quiet for a minute and I got a little worried. "Well what would
you tell your mom?"


"If we stop by the house I will leave her a note saying I'm staying
with a friend and grab some clothes to change into."


He was breathing heavier as his nerves kicked in. He was quiet the rest
of the time until we pulled up to my house. I looked at him questioning
and he said "go on and leave that note and grab some clothes."


I smiled as I bounced out of the car and went inside. I came out about
ten minutes later and we drove back to his house.


Once we were back inside I placed my bag by the door and kicked off my
shoes. I took his hand and led him down the hall. "Which room is
yours?" I asked.


"End of the hall on the left" was all he said.


I led him in the door and turned to face him. I started to remove my
shirt and he stopped me, "Lucas you don't have to do this."


"I want to Mr Campbell" I said purposely not calling him Trevor.


I pulled my shirt off then unbuttoned my shorts letting them fall to the
floor. I was standing there in just my underwear and heard him sigh as he
took in my body.


"You're so gorgeous Lucas" he said almost whispering. He leaned in and
kissed me, I opened my mouth letting him slide his tongue in.


As he was kissing me I reached out and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping
them and then pulling them down until they fell around his ankles. I
fondled his hardening cock through his briefs then broke our kiss and
knelt down.


I tugged at his briefs until they came down and fell around his ankles
too freeing his cock. I leaned in, taking the head in my mouth causing
him to moan "ohhhh that feels so good."


I slowly went down on him until I took his whole length. He wasn't as
big as Luis and deep throating him was almost easy. His moans spurred me
on as I worked his cock slow and methodical. He ran his fingers through
my hair but instead of forcing me down on him he just massaged my scalp
and gently guided me as I sucked him off.


"Oh my god Lucas I'm so close" he groaned. I started going faster
massaging his cock with my throat desperate to milk his cum out of him.


"Oh Lucas" he moaned as I felt his cock spasm in my mouth. He was
shooting stream after stream of cum into my mouth so I started swallowing
every drop.


The taste of his cum lingered on my tongue, there was a saltiness to it
that I enjoyed and I liked how thick it had been as it slid down my
throat.


He had undressed and we were laid on the bed together, he held me close
to him, my head resting against his hairy chest.


I ran my fingers along his abdomen playing with the hair on his belly as
I listened to him breathe softly.


Where I had been nervous and upset the first time I messed around with
Trevor, this time I felt more calm and content. Just laying here with him
was comforting and made me feel warm inside.


After about twenty minutes he rolls me on my back and supports himself
over me. That fire that I saw in his eyes when we messed around in the
park was back again. He kissed me deeply, running a hand over my chest
and abdomen until he lightly strokes my dick. I've been hard for a bit
now and haven't tried to hide it. He slowly grips me and starts
stroking.


After a few minutes he stops and rolls over to his nightstand and grabs a
bottle out of the top drawer. I recognize that it is lube and figure he
wants to have sex with me now.


He gets close to me again, leans down and starts sucking on my dick. As
he does this I hear the bottle open, then close. I feel a finger start to
poke at my hole before sliding gently inside. He starts poking at that
sensitive spot in me and I suddenly start to go wild.


My hips thrust and I moan loud each time he rubs the spot. I'm pushing
my butt down on his finger trying to get more of that sensation. He's
trying to go slow both fingering and blowing me but I'm having a hard
time keeping still. I want more and I'm desperate to cum.


He stops sucking me and places his left hand on my belly and says "slow
down Lucas, I want you to enjoy this as much as I am and there's no need
to rush ok?"


I'm panting but manage to say "I'll try sir."


He stops for a minute and I catch my breath then he starts again
fingering me first before slowly caressing my dick with his tongue. He
tells me to steady my breathing and focus on the sensation without trying
to force it; that I need to let him control how he pleasures me.


I stop writhing and lay there, legs akimbo as he gently fingers me and
slowly milks my dick. He must sense when I'm getting close to unloading
because he will stop and wait until my breathing slows again.


He's working my hole again while sucking on me; I can feel my orgasm
building and he begins to remove his finger but I beg him to let me
finish. He immediately goes back down on me while his finger finds the
spot and starts massaging it.


It takes less than a minute before I buck my hips, scream and feel my
dick explode in his mouth. My orgasm is so powerful that I can't help
but yell as waves of pleasure wash over my body. I can hear him as he
swallows each load.


He removes his finger and climbs next to me kissing me on the lips. He
slips

His tongue past my lips and we lay there making out for the next few
minutes. He rolls me onto my side and presses himself against my back and
I feel his cock pressing against my butt.


"It's almost 10pm, we should get some sleep now" he says.


"Ok sir but did you want to have sex with me?"


"It's ok Lucas. I think your sexy bottom needs a rest, lets see how you
feel tomorrow." He wraps his arms tight around me and I hear him start
to breathe more softly as he falls asleep.


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Authors note: thanks to everyone who has written. I enjoy hearing from
everyone who likes the story and appreciate the feedback I've been
getting. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Lucas
lucas_dwyer@tutanota.com