Date: Fri, 17 Feb 2017 18:45:27 +0100 From: charlie.fenderson Subject: The Flower that Bloomed in the Snow - Chapter 8 Disclaimer: this story is based purely on my fantasy. No character is based on a real, living or dead, person. This story will include explicit scenes of sex between adult and a minor under 18. If this topic disturbs you, please do not read any further Author's note: Wow, this took a while! Sadly I have run out of completed chapters, so from now on I won't be able to post regularly. The upside is, there are only two episodes left, so there won't be much waiting. Thanks to all of you, who took time to send feedback regarding the previous chapter. Your support means a lot! I hope you are going to enjoy this chapter just as much. Also please remember to donate to Nifty and help to keep this wonderful site going! Day Eight When I woke up, we were lying spooned on the bed. Nick was sleeping deeply. His breath was calm and he was still stark naked, just as me. I ruffled his hair and kissed him on the cheek. Surprisingly, that didn't wake him up. I guess he was tired after having his way with me on the previous evening. I smiled to myself. It was time for payback. Not that I was really mad. We just had to be up soon, as we were to meet up with Matt and I thought waking him up the way I had in mind was the best to give him a good start of a day. I stroked his chest and slid my hand over his ribs, towards the shoulder blades. Nick moaned quietly, and turned on his stomach, but remained asleep. I smiled to myself and looked for the lube. I found it under my pillow and climbed over Nick. His body looked so strong and full of life. He was breathing deeply and smiling in his sleep. I put my hands over his shoulders and savoured the firmness and warmth of his skin, until I reached his thighs and pressed them together. Then, I lubed up my dick and pressed it down between his bumcheeks. Nick let out a long groan, but still didn't open his eyes. As delicately as I could, I slid my arms under Nick's chest and bottomed out with a deep sigh of relief. I was amazed at how he was able to sleep even though being so tight. I mean, he must have felt something when I entered him, right? Then I thought it was fun and decided to go with it. At first I just rocked my body on top of his, with almost no movement inside him. I had to bit my lower lip to stop myself from laughing at the squealing sounds Nick was making whenever I moved forward. It was as if I was fucking a rubber duck. When I switched to long dicking him with a bit more strength, Nick started huffing and puffing and finally blinked in shock. For one hilarious moment he tried to push me off him. "Hey, Nick, remember me? It's Chris and yesterday you put your dick in my mouth while I was asleep." I felt his muscles relaxing immediately. "This was one of my fantasies - confessed Nick in between moans - I never imagined though, being so scared if it actually happened." "Then I must spook you more often - I chuckled - your ass gripped my cock like a vise!" "Little less conversation and a little more action please?" - grunted Nick in a slightly irritated manner. I wanted rub my cock into his bum a lot more than truth into his conscience, so instead of replying, I grabbed his palm and kissed him deeply as I plowed away. "Chris, I want to milk you with my mouth." - he gasped when our lips parted after a moment. I practically jumped off him and landed on my back. Nick didn't waste even a second. In turn he jumped between my legs and swallowed my cock with a loud gag. "Wow, be careful down there!" - I mockingly warned him, but Nick didn't listen. He just started whirling his tongue around my dick head and jerking me off, impaling himself deeper with each bob. His warm mouth felt like heaven, but it was nothing compared to his throat. When we finally got there, I gently turned him on his back and not so gently fucked his mouth until I felt my loins stir. I pulled out and spilled my cum all over his face. Thick white drops were dripping on the sides of his forehead, down his flushed cheeks, from the bridge of his nose and from the corner of his mouth. After taking the moment to admire this view, I collected each drop with my tongue, and fed it to Nick in a series of passionate, wet kisses, while jerking him off. "Now it's my turn for something sweet, don't you think?" - I asked. "I very much think so." - mewed the boy with a sweet smile. Without delay I bent and took his chubby dick in mouth. I kept his hips steady with my hands and sucked his rod as hard as I could before letting it out with a loud pop. I repeated this as Nick was groaning louder and louder. Finally he screamed and a generous shot landed in my mouth. I savoured it before swallowing in one gulp. "So Nicky, are you ready for a brunch?" Nick just burst into giggles and nodded his head. We ate and showered together and then met up with Matt and his dad. I was a bit disappointed, since I expected him to stay behind and take care of his wife. And yet there he was, driving the car with me on passenger's seat, and Nick and Matt in the back. While these two finally got along, and had a nice talk about snowboard and video games, I've experienced the most awkward car ride in my life. Andrew told me all about the allotment he bought about three years ago. During next hour I knew every kind of flower, or vegetable he was growing there and the everything of the wooden summer house he built. Luckily I wasn't the one driving, because I would surely drive off the road either while rolling my eyes, or falling asleep. I sympathized with Matt coming over yesterday even more now that I knew what a bore his dad was. Although it seemed like an eon passing, we've finally arrived at the slope. As Nick and Matt strapped the snowboards, me and Andy put on the skis which he talked me into trying. "Nick is surely an athletic boy - he commented as both boys went down. "Don't let Nick know that you admire him - I chuckled -or he'll never shut up about snowboarding." "There's nothing wrong with that - replied the man excitedly - I constantly tell Matt how much I love him and how special I think he is. And just look at him!" As if they planned it, just as he said it, Matt performed an amazing grind over five meters long rail. Nick, who was looking at his stunt fell on his butt almost at the same moment. "I think there has to be balance between praise and critique - I altercated - I mean, every person needs a realistic view of themselves." "At that age, boys have enough self-doubt in themselves so there's no need to add to the pool." "It's different with Nick - I scoffed - he already told me that I'm snowboarding like a five year old." "And you're sure it's not just a facade? - asked Andrew, still smiling - Don't you think he just tries to convince himself and others that he's better than he thinks he is?" "Yeah, I noticed that of course. But I just believe that he needs to learn, which of his insecurities are justified." As I spoke, Nick showed off his handstand trick, and Matt was unable to repeat it. "That's an interesting approach, Chris. You seem to have given it a lot of thought." - he replied, arching his eyebrow. "I love my nephew, so I'm trying to do what's best for him. Anyway, let's catch up to them!" And thus I got out of talking to him for the most part of the day. We mainly spent it separately, with Nick and Matt set on learning the tricks they showed each other. Matt's triple cork was amazing. Many of the people who were on the slope has stopped whatever they were doing to watch Matt soar into the air and whirl like a spinning top. By the end of the day Nick managed to do only two spins. He was a bit angry about it until Matt told him that it took him two weeks to learn doing one spin. That made Nick proud and when he wasn't busy snowboarding, he kept telling whoever wanted to listen to it for a hundreth time (yep, it was me who had to endure it) that he will absolutely rock at triple cork in two days. "Whew, that was one hell of a day!" - I announced few hours later, when we were headed back to the car. "Was? It's only three PM! - whined Nick - You're not saying we're going back to the cottage already?" "Well, I thought you wanted to get to bed earlier today?" - I asked, while waving my eyebrows and praying that he gets the clue. "Actually I was thinking we could go on a hike. We didn't bring the snow rockets for nothing!" "We didn't bring... Wait! Did you take the snow rockets without telling me?" "I knew you'd agree anyway." - replied Nick matter-of-factly. "Would I? And how do you think Matt and his dad will get back to the resort?" "If that's the only problem - interrupted Andrew - we I'm sure we can call a taxi." "With all that equipment?" - I asked, trying to hint that I needed his assistance to get out of going for an evening hike. "Yeah, there should be no problem. They have more storage space in their cars than in your usual taxi. We could even return your and Nick's stuff, so you guys won't have pay extra renting fee." "Thanks Andy. That would be awesome." - I replied sarcastically, to which he was completely oblivious. Meanwhile Nick looked at both of us. It looked like he was getting impatient. "Okay, then let's go!" Half an hour later, we've arrived at the little village where the hiking trail started. I sighed and turned my head to Nick. "Nick, are you sure we need to do this today?" "Why not? We're leaving day after tomorrow, so there's not much time left." "You're exaggerating. We can go tomorrow and hike all day, can't we?" Nick didn't have a reply to that, so he just shrugged his shoulders and smiled at me broadly. "We're already here, so there's no point in discussing it, is there?" It was hard to argue with facts, so I unbuckled the seatbelt and got out. Nick went to the back and opened the trunk. I followed him and he gave me a pair of snow rockets and a backpack. "How long have you been planning this?" "I had that idea yesterday - he announced - i'm a boy scout, so I know exactly what to pack and how to do it quickly." "A boy scout? More like embodiment of pure malice." Although we both had GPS on our telephones, Nick decided to use a map, while I was in charge of a compass. I didn't protest, since I wanted this over before dark. For the first hour the snow was pretty shallow, so the snow rockets seemed like overdoing it a bit, but when we got of the side of a road and stepped into the woods, I was glad that Nick planned it all out beforehand. I was a little crestfallen when I noticed groups of the people coming back to the village. "It's even better that everyone is coming back - spoke Nick before I had the chance to voice my doubts - we can finally spend some time together for once." "You were afraid that I'll invite Matt over once again?" - I chuckled. "Knowing you it's within the realm of possibility." - he sighed as we started climbing up the tree covered hill. "Is this really an impression you have of me?" "It's a part of it - admitted Nick - I mean I really like you, and talking to you, but you can be such an ass sometimes, you know?" "Just sometimes?" - I replied in mock disappointment. "Yeah, surprisingly for two thirds of a time we spend together, you're quite all right." There were even fewer people on the trail right now. The only ones I could see, were far behind us and walking in the opposite direction. "We have sex for two thirds of the time we spend here." "Yeeeah, it finally makes sense!" - exclaimed Nick and gave me biggest smile to date. "You mean little shit." - I replied and we shared a chuckle. "But seriously Chris. It's been an awesome winter break. I'm honestly sad that we're going away in just two days." "Yeah buddy, I'm sorry to. But we'll see each other a lot. Maybe even before the school begins?" "Maybe." - Nick nodded his head and kept going with a mild smile on his face. We walked for another hour. The mountain pass that we crossed made me feel a bit intimidated. Even though there were no people around and I tried to sound as worried as possible, Nick refused to tell me where we were headed. He seemed to know exactly where he was going though. The only upside for me seemed to be that it wasn't snowing and temperature was over zero. "Nick, seriously. At least tell me how much further do we need to go?" He didn't reply for a while and then told me in a strangely sharp tone. "You'll know when we get there. Stop whining and let's go!" "Ok, ok, but when is that `when' going to happen?" - I asked as I felt my patience petering away. "You're deciding on many things yourself a lot, so why can't I?" - replied Nick irritatedly. "Whoah, just a while ago you told me you liked me!" "Yeah, most of the time, but not now." "Nick, I'm eight years older and I'm in charge here. I'm not asking you because I don't appreciate your efforts-" "Oh no, you're just asking because you think you know everything and want to have things under control!" To say I was bewildered, would be an understatement. Where could that tantrum be coming from? An hour ago we were just chatting casually and now he was pissed at me! I quickly went through our conversation and realised what the problem might be. "Is this about Matt?!" "Interesting that he is the first person that comes to your mind!" "You know Nick, you're such an asshole, what did he ever do for you to hate him so much? I thought you have become friends!" "We are friends, but you wanting to fuck his ass is another thing!" "What? Where did you get that retarded idea?!" Before he had a chance to reply, we've heard a thud somewhere over us. It sounded as a thunder clap, but I didn't think it was possible on February. Then there was an escalating roaring getting nearer and nearer towards us. I looked at Nick. He was utterly terrified! "Holy shit, it's an avalanche! Chris, let's run for it!!!!" He didn't have to tell me twice. We shed our snow rockets and even though our feet were sinking into the snow, we tried to get away as fast as we could. Since he was lighter, Nick got ahead of me. As I ran and felt a gigantic mass of snow just behind us, I was praying that at least he gets out of it in one piece. Then everything around me turned white.