Ricky's Story Part 9
In the morning, I got up and showered, just like every other morning. My parents were packing the car and soon headed out on their trip. It wasn't long before Zach pulled up in front of the house to drive me to school.
I stood at the front door and waved him to come in. He turned off the car and walked in. I shut the door and pushed him against it,
"Your folks gone?" Zach asked as I dropped to my knees in front of him.
"Yes," I said, "Left this morning for at least two days," as I unfastened his jeans and pushed them down.
"Great," Zach said, "We can have some fun."
As I pulled his underwear down, I said, "We'll talk later." And I put my thumb and forefinger around the base of his half-hard cock and leaned forward, taking it completely in my mouth.
"Oh yeah," Zach moaned, placing his hand on the top of my head.
I held his cock in my mouth, feeling it grow and harden. When it pushed into my throat, I moaned and started my mouth up and down the length of his cock, sucking, while my hand slid down and massaged his balls.
I continued sucking his cock, moving my mouth completely down on him every fourth or fifth time. My mouth worked him, my tongue swirling around the head every time I pulled up.
His hand on my head grabbed my hair, he groaned loudly and I felt his balls and cock spasm as he began to shoot his warm cum into my mouth. I held him and swallowed as he continued to shoot. Finally spent, he collapsed back against the door, breathing heavily.
I held him in my mouth, my tongue running over his spent cock. Slowly I slid my mouth up his cock, releasing it. I gave the tip one last kiss and stood.
As Zach bent over to pull up his underwear, he asked, "So if your folks are gone and you are home alone, we can have some fun?"
"Sort of," I smiled at him, "How late can you stay out on school nights?"
"Why," he asked, pulling up his jeans.
"I have to stay at Mr. Clark's until nine, then come home to be in bed by ten. Kind of the rules they gave me," I told him as I picked up my books.
"Cool," he smiled at me, "We'll make it work. Two nights?"
"Maybe three. Depends on how it goes for them giving their presentation," I said as we walked out to his car.
As we climbed into the car, he laughed and said, "I'm sure Mr. Clark is going to want to fuck your hot ass."
"I'm sure," I winked at him. "But there will be plenty for you," as I squeezed his thigh when he drove off.
"There had better be," he winked at me with a smile.
"I'll text you when I get home from Mr. Clark's. So you won't mind stopping by to visit me?", I kidded him.
"You're funny," Zach said. "You know I'll be there."
We walked into the school, me turning down one hall to my class and Zach going down another. "See you at practice," he said walking away.
I was sitting with Billy having lunch and a short red-haired girl sat down beside me. Her red hair was short and spiked, her face covered with freckles and she had very green eyes.
She smiled at me and said, "Hi. I'm Mia. I think you are cute and I want you to be my boyfriend."
Surprised, the only thing I could say was, "What?".
"Look," she said, "I'm gay and I think you are too. My parents don't know and wouldn't understand. They keep asking me about dating and getting a boyfriend. It would help me out and probably you too if we pretended to be a couple."
I laughed and reached over and took her hand. "Yeah, I get that sometimes too. Where is your girlfriend? So we'd just act like we are a pair to fool them?"
"Yep," she smiled at me, "We can work it out. Here's my number."
We exchanged phone numbers and I walked her to her next class, holding hands. We got some looks from other students.
The rest of my day was pretty normal. We had a good soccer practice, coach Ramirez had me playing midfield. He pulled me aside and told me, with his arm around my shoulders, that was where I would play on Saturday.
Calling the team together at the end of practice, Coach announced there would be no showers today, they were working on the plumbing. So I headed home carrying my clothes and dressed in my practice uniform -- small tight shorts and a green tee shirt.
As I walked up to my house, Mr. Clark was wiping down his car, in the driveways between our two houses. Seeing me still in my practice uniform and carrying my clothes, he raised an eyebrow, smiling at me.
"Nice outfit," he said walking over to me, "Very sexy."
I smiled at him and said, "No showers available after practice today. I need to go home and shower then I can come over."
Taking me by the hand and leading me toward his house, he said, "Nonsense. You can shower at my place."
I dropped my stuff inside the kitchen door and he lead me through his bedroom to his bathroom. He stood there watching me as I took off my clothes. I was excited about being bossed around and it showed -- my cock was hard. He smiled when he saw that.
"I do think you like being a submissive little slut, don't you?", he said.
I just nodded and stepped into the shower, turning on the warm water.
"Take your time Ricky," Mr. Clark said to me as he watched me shower, "Enjoy yourself as you do at home."
