I drove down the road, heading home, my first time driving in a long time. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw the black Porche following behind. I finally got around to getting a vehicle of my own. It wasn't so much a car but a truck, dark blue. Initially my mind was set of getting a nice car, but when I saw the truck I couldn't say no. I mean, it just screamed 'get me' and that's what I did. It was a second-hand but had very few miles on it. According to the salesman, the previous owner bought it on impulse, and sold it soon after.
I pulled into my driveway, Corey parking behind me. I got out and looked over my new toy. Corey came over and rests an arm on my shoulder. "Didn't imagine you getting a truck."
"Yeah me neither, but I love it." I said.
"Does this mean I don't take you to school anymore?" He said, pouting his lips.
"C'mon, you live on campus. It's crazy for you to come here just to get me, only to go back to school. Waste of gas." I said.
"I'll waste all the gas in the world to spend more time with you." He said, giving me a toothy grin.
"Sweet but no..." I said, turning around and headed for my front door. I went in and Corey came in after me. It had been a week since Corey told his family and his mom had yet to speak to Corey.
"You and Zack seem to be talking a lot." He said, pulling me into a hug.
"Not talking so much as texting but yeah. He's pretty cool." I said, prying myself out of his arms.
"You are not going after my brother are you?" He smirked, pulling me back into his arms, spinning me around so my face was to his. I raised an eyebrow at his comment and he laughed. "Kidding. But I'm happy that my boyfriend can get along with my family." I wanted to retort saying that his mom probably didn't like me but I refrained, not wanting to make him sad about his mother.
"I'm going for a dip in the pool. It's hot today." I said, kissing him and attempted to get out of his grip, but he wouldn't budge. "C'mon dude I need to change." He simply smiled and slid one hand under my shirt. My hair stood as his hands ran slowly over my skin. He pulled my shirt off, tossing it on the floor before attacking my lips with his. I closed my eyes, opening my mouth to let his tongue in. I felt him slowly push me back, but I didn't resist. I heard the kitchen door slide open and my feet touch the wood of the back porch, our lips never parting.
He broke off. I was about to question when he bent down and unbuckled my pants sliding them off together with my underwear. I attempted to pull them back up, knowing that we were outside and it would be a little inappropriate if a neighbour saw us. He swatted my hand away.
"What are you doing?" I questioned. Seeing him remove his clothing as well.
"What you said. We're going swimming." He said. Before I could process what he said, he picked me up and ran for the pool, jumping in. The cool water engulfed me, the water rushing into my nose made me feel like I was drowning for a moment. I found my sense of direction and headed for the surface of the water, taking a deep breath when I broke the surface. Corey emerged, laughing. I splashed water at him, but all he did was smile and swim over to me. "You don't need to change to swim in your own house." He whispered, lightly biting my shoulder. I wanted to say something but the only sound that came out was a moan, brought about by the amount of skin-to-skin contact.
I wrapped my arms around him, running it up and down his back. He turned his attention from my shoulder to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe. I felt myself getting hard, my dick poking him in the thigh. He claimed my mouth with his tongue once again, sucking on mine at the same time. By now he was rock hard, his dick standing at attention, pointing almost vertical. He thrust his hips forward, rubbing his hard on against mine. I moaned into our interconnected mouths.
I was being pushed back, until I felt my back contact the cold wall of the pool. I moved an arm around his neck, deepening the kiss. My other hand travelled down and grabbed both our cocks, rubbing them against each other, making him moan with pleasure. He broke the kiss, travelling down until he found my nipple, which was just under the water. He bit it lightly, eliciting a hiss from my lips. I ran a hand through his wet hair, encouraging him to continue. My right hand around his dick started moving faster out of it's own accord.
He abandoned my chest, his hands moving to my waist, raising me out of the water and onto the edge of the pool. He sucked one of my balls into his mouth lightly sucking before it popped out of his mouth. He licked my dick from the base all the way up to the head. My hands, which were holding my upper body up, wobbled as his tongue circled my head. He took me into his mouth, engulfing me in warmth. My elbows buckled making me fall backward onto the floor, legs hanging over the side of the pool. As he continued his exploration of my member, I felt my body turning to jelly, a common occurrence whenever I received a blowjob from him. I felt cold water drip over my stomach and I opened my eyes. He had climbed out of the pool and was now straddling me, returning his lips to mine. I bit his lower lip, making him moan into my mouth.
"I want you." I muttered wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Ditto." He replied, continuing kissing me. I figured I wasn't specific enough.
"I want you in me." At this he stopped, looking deep into my eyes. We hadn't gone further than blowjobs so far and I guess he was taken back a little bit by my statement.
"Sure?" He asked.
"More sure than anything." I said. He smiled, lowering his head to continue his kissing. I felt him stand and pull me to my feet. He put a hand on my thigh, signalling me to wrap them around him, which I obliged. He headed back into the house, leaving our clothes on the back porch. I was thankful most of the water on our bodies had dripped off as he carried me to the bedroom. Once inside, he fell onto the bed, me pinned under him.
"Do you have condoms?" he asked. I nodded, pointing to the side drawer. I had gotten some condoms and lube in the event that this would happen. He extracted the amenities, holding them in his hands, apprehension on his face.
"I'll guide you through it." I said, putting a hand on his face. He waited a second before putting his hand over mine, holding it to his face. The warmth of our combined bodies was soothing. I took the bottle of lube from him and squirted a liberal amount of it into his hand, rubbing it over his fingers, spreading my legs at the same time. He took the cue, taking a lubed finger and rubbing it around the puckered hole. Slowly he inserted one finger, twisting it around. When he noticed I was alright, he added another finger, my face scrunching from the stretch.
