Chapter 09: Tim


When I woke up, I realized that I was leaning against Hank. His arm was around my shoulder and his head was leaning towards me. His mouth was slightly ajar and he was snoring softly. It wasn't a dream after all. Hank Ballatori was my boyfriend.

Hank stirred and then opened his eyes. "Hey, baby," he said groggily. "You been up long?"

"No, just a few seconds."

Hank looked over at the clock and his stomach rumbled. I laughed.

"I think you're hungry," I said with a smile.

"Yeah, hungry for you," he said as he pounced on me. He pushed me down onto my back and jumped on top of me. He bent his head down and kissed me lightly on the lips. He pulled up and looked me in the eyes. My heart began beating faster and he lowered his weight onto me and kissed me passionately. Our mouths opened and our tongues played with each other as he ground his crotch into me.

He pulled away from me and said, "We better get up and get going. I need to get you some dinner and have you back by 9:30."

"Okay. Our shoes are up in my bedroom."

Hank got up and pulled me up off the couch. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. I shut the door behind us. I pushed Hank back until he was up against my desk.

"What are you doing, Timmy?"

"Taking care of my man."

I dropped down to my knees and unbuckled his jeans. I opened his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear. I took his half-hard dick in my hands and stroked the skin back and forth. I licked along the shaft as it quickly filled in. I opened my mouth and took as much as I could into my mouth and throat.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Hank groaned.

I gripped the shaft and began sliding my mouth and hand up and down while I sucked. I went at a good strong pace. I wanted to get him off quickly. I used a lot of tongue and twisted my stroking hand a little. My other hand moved to his balls and began fondling and stroking them. I gave his sack a little tug and Hank's knees buckled.

Hank brought his hands to the top of my head and groaned loudly. "Oh, Jesus, baby... I'm getting close."

I moaned my approval and sucked a little harder and bobbed a little faster.

"I'm gonna come in your mouth. Oh fuck, Timmy, it's coming!"

Hank gripped my head tightly as he shot his huge load into my mouth. I savored his thick cream as long as I could before I had to swallow it. He hissed and pulled his softening dick from my mouth with a pop.

"Fuck, I think you're trying to kill me," he said as his body shuddered.

I wiped my mouth and smiled and then grabbed my shoes and put them on. He let out a deep breath and pushed off the desk and pulled his boxers and jeans up and then put his shoes on.

Hank lit up a smoke as soon as we got outside. After climbing into his truck, we decided to grab dinner at a local burger joint. We drove in mostly silence to the restaurant. Hank seemed to have a smile on his face. He held his cigarette outside the window between his thumb and index finger, occasionally bringing it in to take a drag and then exhaling the smoke out the window.

When we got to the restaurant, Hank parked the truck, and turned to me. "Babe?"

"Yeah?"

"I really like you. I like you a lot. I've had a really good time today, and I don't mean just the sex."

My eyes got a little misty. I was falling head over heels in love with Hank and to hear him tell me that he more than liked me, made me feel really happy. I was floating on a cloud.

"I really like you a lot, too, Hank. A lot."

"Cool."

Hank gave my hand a squeeze and we got out and went inside. We talked and laughed about stupid stuff as we ate dinner. It got a little uncomfortable when a couple of guys came in with their girlfriends. I recognized them from school and knew they were on the football team. They stopped and said 'hi' to Hank, who introduced me as 'his friend Tim Matthews' without even mentioning that I was Jeff's little brother, but I'm sure they knew that. Either way, it made me feel really good, but scared at the same time.

By the time we pulled into the driveway, it was almost 9:30. We kissed for a little bit until Hank pulled away and said, "I guess I need to let you go."

"I don't want this day to be over," I whispered.

Hank chuckled. "I had a good time, too, baby."

"You want me to pick you up for school tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Oh. Well, I ride with Jeff and he doesn't know about us yet."

"We should talk to him soon."

"Okay."

I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Bye, Hank."

"Bye, Timmy."

I climbed out of the truck and waved to him as I went inside.

***

I was sitting at my computer playing Burger Rush when my phone beeped. Hank asked me for my email so he could IM me and we chatted on IM until I was ready to go to bed. I cleaned up in the bathroom and I heard Jeff come up the stairs. We talked for a bit in the hallway and I went into my room and closed the door. I laid in bed and picked up the book I was read for English and started to read for a bit

When there was a knock on the door, I set the book down and said, "Come in."

Dad opened the door and came in and closed the door behind him. I set up against the head board as he sat down on the bed.

"Did you have a good day, Tim?" he asked.

"Yeah, Dad. It was awesome. I had a good time."

"Hank treat you good?"

I nodded and smiled. "Hank's the best."

"Good. Go to sleep now."

I settled under the blankets and laid back on my pillow. Dad patted my leg, then turned off the lamp on my nightstand.

"Dad?"

Dad stopped at the doorway and waited.

"Thanks," I said.

Dad smiled and simply said "Goodnight, son" and closed the door as he left.


Hank


After spending all day Sunday with Tim, it was frustrating not getting any alone time with him during the week. By Wednesday, my balls felt like they were going to explode. When Jeff told me he was taking Heather to the movies Wednesday night, I knew it was my chance to spend some time alone with Tim. I called Tim up and I picked him up at 7:00 and we went and grabbed a bite to eat.

After we got back in the truck, I kissed him and whispered into his ear, "Tim, I need to be alone with you."

"I wish my dad wasn't home."

I drove to the school and parked in the back of the parking lot where it was dark. I undid my seat belt, then unlatched Tim's and pulled him to me. We began kissing and necking. I had my hand up Tim's shirt and was playing with his little nipples. He was whimpering and squirming in his seat. It was only making me hotter.

"I hate having to do this in here," I told him.

"It's okay, Hank."

"I don't want you to feel like some cheap slut. I don't think that about you, you know that, right?"

"I know."

I unzipped Tim's pants and pulled them down so that I had access to his cock. I used my fist to jack him and he moaned and writhed under my hand. I decided to go for it and suck my first dick. I bent down and took him into my mouth. I gently sucked him and slowly bobbed up and down his shaft, making sure to keep a tight seal with my lips and avoid grazing him with my teeth.

"Oh, god, Hank, it... feels so... good," he panted.

I must done it right, because after a few more strokes he cried out, "Hank, I'm gonna come. Oh, Hank!"

I kept sucking and he spurt his load into my mouth. I let it pool in my mouth and I was going to spit it out, but then thought what the hell, he swallows my load, so I did. The taste wasn't bad. It was salty and sweet and a tad bitter, but I could get used to it for Tim.

Tim pulled up his pants and then reached over and undid mine and pulled out my rock hard throbbing cock.

"Oh my god," he whispered. "It's so big and hard."

He immediately went right down on it and took it deep into his mouth. He sucked me like he was starving. I tried to make it last, but he was too fucking good and I was too fucking horny. Within a few minutes, I was grabbing his head and thrusting up into his mouth.

"Oh fuck, Timmy. Suck my cock, baby. Suck it. Here it comes. I'm coming, baby! Unh, fuck!"

I shot wad after wad of thick jizz into Tim's sucking mouth. He slurped and swallowed every drop, then licked all up and down my dick.

"Christ, baby," I panted. "Fuck, you give good head."

Tim giggled bashfully and sat up. "Thanks."

I chuckled and pulled up my pants and zipped and buckled up. I grabbed the back of Tim's neck and pulled him to me and kissed him deeply. I could taste the remnants of my come in his mouth and it was kind of hot.

"Next time, we'll do it some place nicer. I promise, baby."

"It's okay, Hank."

I gave him one more quick kiss and I drove him home.

***

When Tim called me Saturday morning to tell me that Jeff was going out with Heather and his Dad and Mom were both out, I jumped into my truck and sped over to his house. When I got there he pulled me and practically dragged me upstairs. I was laughing at how eager he was. Once he got me into his room he pulled me onto the bed.

"Damn, Timmy! 'Hello' to you, too," I chuckled.

"Sorry. I just missed you so much, Hank."

"I missed you, too, baby."

I pounced on top of him and he gasped as I attacked his neck and mouth. Pretty soon I had his pants undone and was in between his legs and sucking his cock. He lasted about five minutes before he grabbed my head and shot into my mouth.

"Oh, my God," he panted. He pushed me up and got up off the bed. I swing my legs around so they were hanging off the bed. Tim unzipped my jeans and pulled them along with my boxers down to my ankles. I unhooked one of my legs from the pants and spread my legs as he knelt on the floor between them.

Tim gripped my cock and stroked it a few times, then pulled it down and lined up with his mouth he tongued all over the head and shaft and then returning back to the head. He stroked the skin up over the head and swirled his tongue around it. He licked up and around my foreskin and moaned quietly. He took the head into his mouth and sucked gently while tonguing the slit.

I bucked my hips forward and groaned, "oh, fuck..."

Tim took that as his cue to begin really blowing me. He used his mouth, tongue and hand in that magical way of his. I was grunting quietly as he made love to my cock with his mouth. I gripped his head in my hands and guided him up and down, setting the pace I needed.

"Don't stop, Tim. Oh, fuck, I'm close," I whispered.

Tim whimpered and sped up.

"Unh, fuck," I grunted and blasted hard into his mouth. I held tight onto his head and doubled over as my cock pulsed and fired load after load into him.

There was a sudden noise at the door.

"Hank, what are you-?"

Tim's door opened and Jeff was standing in the doorway holding the door with his mouth open in shock. Tim jumped to his feet and I scrambled to pull my pants up.

Jeff's face turned bright red and he turned on his feet and stormed down the stairs.

"Fuck!" I yelled and Tim jumped from being startled. I zipped my pants up and chased after Jeff with Tim close behind.

"Jeff, wait!" I called out.

Jeff was on the back deck smoking a cigarette. He was so pissed off that he was shaking. I slowly opened the patio door and stepped out, followed by Tim. Tim stood meekly behind me, trembling in fear.

"I can't believe you," Jeff shouted. "I trusted you! You're supposed to be my best friend!"

"Jeff, I'm still your best friend," I said, trying to stay calm.

"How long have you been fucking my little brother?"

"Jeff, we're not fu-"

"How long?!" he shouted.

I sighed. "Since homecoming."

"You fucking bastard!" Jeff spit. I didn't see his fist coming. He decked me across the mouth and I stumbled backwards into the deck railing. Tim jumped in between us.

"Leave him alone!" Tim shouted at Jeff.

"This doesn't concern you, Tim. Get out of the way."

"It does so concern me!"

Jeff shoved Tim out of the way and I stood straight and prepared to fight my best friend.

Tim got in between us and stood in front of me. I moved him to my side.

Jeff just glared at me, "What are you, a fag now? Or are you just using my brother to get off? You're a real piece of shit. You know he has a crush on you and would do anything you asked him."

"I'm not using Tim, Jeff. And yes, I'm gay."

"Hank's my boyfriend," Tim interjected.

Jeff looked back and forth between Tim and me and then slumped into one of the chairs arranged around the patio table.

"How could you do this, man?" he said dejectedly. "You're my best friend. We don't keep secrets. Shit, I'm less pissed about walking in on you violating my little brother's mouth than I am about you keeping something this huge a secret."

"Jeff. Dude. I'm a jock. I'm Italian and a catholic. I'm supposed to date girls. I didn't want to keep it a secret. But, fuck man, you know how it is. Listen to the way the guys at school talk about fags. Hell, listen to the way Carrie and Heather talk about your brother. I didn't want that to be me. Can you really blame me for keeping it a secret?"

I sat down in one of patio chairs and sighed. Tim pulled a chair up close to me and sat down. He was tapping his foot a mile a minute. I put my arm around him to calm his nerves.

Jeff lit a cigarette and then held out the pack to me. I took one and lit it. When Jeff held out the pack to Tim, I took it and set it on the table.

"Tim doesn't smoke," I said. "And won't ever start."

Jeff grunted and shook his head slowly.

"You're the one who kicked Cal's ass, aren't you?" Jeff asked me.

"The bastard deserved that and more for what he did to Tim," I said and took a drag of my smoke.

"What happened that night?"

I looked at Tim and he didn't say anything and didn't seem to make a move to prevent me from saying anything. I gave Jeff the short and sweet version. "He wanted sex from Tim and when Tim said no, he found someone else who would and left Tim stranded at the party."

Jeff scoffed. "You're right. He deserved more than the beating you gave him."

We sat in silence for a moment.

"So... Are we cool, Jeff?" I asked.

"Yeah. We're cool."

Jeff held out his fist and I tapped it with my own. Tim finally smiled and let out a deep breath. I gripped his shoulder and pulled him in tight for a hug.

"You hurt my brother," Jeff warned, "and I'll break your fucking neck."

"Heh. That's what your dad said."

"Dad knows? Well god damn. Am I the last to know every fucking thing around here?"

"Dad guessed that I liked Hank," Tim said. "And then I told him I was gay. That was on homecoming night... when Hank and I had our first date."

"Well, I'm glad you finally told them. So what are you two going to do, you know, at school and whatever?"

"I don't know," I said. "I want to have a relationship with Tim, but I don't want to put him in a situation where he could be hurt. I can handle myself, but it's Tim I'm worried about."

"Yeah, I get that," Jeff said with a nod. "You can keep quiet for now, but when people see you hanging out with Tim, they're gonna start talking."

"I guess we'll deal with that as it happens."

Jeff chuckled. "You should have seen the look on your faces when I opened that door."

Tim groaned and covered his face with his hands.

"The look on your face was priceless," I said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, well it's not every day I walk into a room and see eight inches of jock cock buried down my little brother's throat."

"Jeff," Tim whined.

"Maybe I should get you to give Heather some lessons."

Tim was horrified and Jeff and I doubled over in laughter.

"Tim is all mine," I said. "I don't share."

I leaned over and gave Tim a kiss on the lips.

"God, now I guess I have to get used to you two fags kissing," Jeff groaned, but he had a smile on his face to show he was joking.

"Fuck you," I laughed and flipped him off.

I was so relieved that Jeff accepted me and Tim. If I lost him as a friend, I don't know what I would have done.