April Fools

Devil worship. I don't know who came up with the notion first, but we had the idea that every Friday night, the county kennel club was hosting satanic mass, and we wanted to spy on the proceedings. At 18, we were still childish enough to believe in such hobgoblins and far too curious for our own good.

We planned the night carefully, packing my car with flashlights, bourbon, and breath mints. Close to midnight when we figured the ceremony would be held, I parked the car a mile away from the club and Joe squeezed my hand. "We don't have to do this, you know" he said.

I smiled into his vivid blue eyes. "It's okay, as long as we're together" I said, pulling him to me for a long kiss. I nibbled at his bottom lip, then ran my tongue along the inside of his mouth, tasting the bitter bourbon. "Come on."

We trekked nervously down the deserted country lane, holding hands, stopping every few feet for a quick embrace. The night was clear, with just enough light from the full moon to show us the way. As he held me close, I could feel his cock stiffen against my belly, and I responded by running my hands down his back, then lightly playing my fingers over his crotch. "A little excited?" I joked. Aside from our breathing, the only sounds were the leaves rustling in the trees and the peepers off in the distance.

As we drew closer to the building, we could see the dim, flickering candles through the window. "They must be in there," he whispered, "but I don't see any cars." He was right. There were no cars parked along the dirt road, and the gravel lot alongside the building was empty. "How did they get here?" he wondered aloud. We were mystified, as there were no nearby houses and the road went on for miles with nothing but trees on either side.

Still clasping hands, we padded closer to the lot. I was shivering - a combination of the chill in the air and apprehension for what we were about to witness. Joe drew me in for one last kiss, cradling my face in his strong hands. My hands stole to his firm ass, caressing it through his tight jeans. "I need you," I whispered into his mouth, "I want to feel you inside of me." I ran my finger up his jaw, tracing a scar that left a bare line on his left eyebrow. The fear was leaving me breathless and wanting.

"Shh, listen," Joe whispered. "Do you think they'll be chanting in there?" We treaded closer to the wall, headed towards the window. "I'll pull myself up on the window sill to see, then I'll pick you up to look. Get ready to run if I say so." He reached up and grabbed the brick sill with both hands and pulled himself up gracefully to peer inside. He was there a few seconds. "Oh my god," he said. "You'll never believe this." He positioned himself behind me to lift me up to the window, but before he could pick me up, he splayed his hands across my stomach and pressed himself up against me from behind. I took his hands and moved them to my breasts and he kneaded them briefly before sliding his right hand down to cup my crotch. Then he squatted, grasping me around the thighs to lift me to the window. I stared hard, not believing the sight, for right before my eyes stood an empty room, stripped of everything but one flickering nightlight on the opposite wall. I let out a gasp of air, not realizing I had been holding my breath and Joe released me slowly to slide down his body. He was shaking and when I turned to him, I saw that he was laughing.

I let out a whoop and batted him in the chest. "You knew!" I shrieked. "You knew all along!" I continued to playfully hit him in the chest, poking his ticklish stomach, as he backed away from me, peals of laughter ringing in the air. I resumed my onslaught until he was backed into the wall of the building, so spent from laughing that he was doubled over. "I can't believe you did this to me. You knew how scared I was, you knew. . ." He placed his index finger over my lips to silence my tirade, then replaced his finger with his lips.

"April Fool's," he whispered.

We kissed like that for several moments until I forgot my pique. I took command then and pushed him up against the wall, nuzzling his neck, kissing and nibbling around the sensitive area of his ear. He reached down to touch my breasts. "Don't touch me," I ordered and he allowed his hands to fall back to his sides. I unbuttoned his shirt, kissing bare skin as I went, licking and nipping at his hardened nipples. I stood back up, staring into his eyes as I undid the buckle of his belt, then dropping to my knees in supplication. I gazed up at him. His face was shadowed from this position, but I knew how he would look. His face would be flushed, his mouth open in desire, his eyes glazed over. I unzipped his zipper and freed his stiff cock from the confines of his tight jeans. It sprang free and a drop of moisture formed on the tip. I lightly licked it away and heard a sharp intake of breath. I ran my thumb along the underside of his shaft, then closed my small hand around length of him, gently stroking him before taking him into my mouth. I kept my mouth wide open, teasing the head with my teeth, flicking my tongue across the slit. I took more of him into my mouth, just grazing his cock with my teeth, never closing my lips around him. He moaned and placed his hands on my head, gently grasping my hair. I teased him like this for an eon, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth with only the tips of my teeth and my lightly flicking tongue for friction. When his breathing became labored, I released his penis from my mouth and gently cupped his balls in my hands, then took them in my mouth to suckle at them. I ran my fingernails up and down the insides of his quivering thighs, grasped the base of his cock again and took him into my mouth, closing my lips tightly around him. I worshipped his cock like this until his balls tightened and he groaned softly before coming in my mouth. I cleaned him off with my tongue, then he pulled me up for a kiss before I moved to pull away.

"You're not getting away that easily," he chuckled. "There's so much more to come."