I woke up in a warm environment. I felt David's morning wood rubbing against my own erection, the friction made my dick twitch and leak a bead of pre-cum. I bit my lip softly and bucked my hips, rubbing our hot shafts together. I couldn't resist it any longer, I needed to climax before I lost my mind. I proceeded to kept thrusting, trying to keep quiet. But as I opened my eyes back, I saw David smirking and staring right at me. "Oh.." I turned away quickly, utterly embarrassed.
"Why did you stop," I felt David's grin against my neck, then felt his erection poke through my thighs and rub against my balls. I remained in place as his hands wrapped around my waist and my back pressed against his torso, then he starts thrusting in a steady motion. The stimulation from the rubbing of our dicks would cause me to moan and whine, aching for more. I pressed my butt into his hips, trying to rile him again.
Instead, he starts picking up the pace, my dick leaking more pre-cum, I squeezed my thighs tighter. We came together, our white hot sticky fluid mixed on the bed spread. My craving was not satisfied. I needed more. I rolled over and forced David on his back, I quickly climbed on top of him. I stared intensely in his eyes, basically telepathically telling him I wanted more. David smiled, sitting up, locking my lips in a sloppy kiss. "Want to try something new?" His morning voice was even deeper than his normal voice, and of course it just turned me on.
"Like what?" I basically whispered back. He directed my gaze towards the hooks that were attached to the top of his headboard. My jaw dropped.
"Some light bdsm. I will never do anything you don't want," He kissed my knuckles. I rolled my eyes in a joking manner.
"Maybe later. I'm starving and I'm craving your breakfast." Honestly I just wanted an excuse. I don't know if I'm ready to do something that extreme yet.
We both walked downstairs, still in our robes from the previous night, he parted to search his fridges for ingredients while I went over to lounge on the sofa. I allowed my legs to spread, my junk basically flashing the world. I switched the TV on, I could feel myself getting drowsy again so I shifted my position to keep myself awake. My nose hairs tingled when the smell of food being cooked crept in my nostrils. It caused me to perk up, practically drooling when I saw him preparing two plates.
David finally brought them over, and he made himself comfortable next to me. The plate contained bacon, eggs and hash browns, which were coincidentally all my favorite breakfast foods, it was only missing the honey toast. I thanked him and began to devour my plate like it was the last supper. The tastes flooded my mouth and it made me squeal in delight. I haven't had a good breakfast in a while, and I had already cleaned my plate.
David was almost finished as well, we both watched
The Rookie
since it was the only good thing on. When he had finished, he wrapped his long arms around me and pulled me into his lap, his chin planted on my shoulder against the side of my head. I nuzzle his head as a sign of affection. His arms tightened around me in response. I was very curious so I decided to ask, "David, be real. You clearly are a great and good looking man, so why would you settle with me? I know women practically throw themselves at you.." I tried not to let the jealousy show.
He pulled back to look at me, his face was serious. "'Settle'? I'm not settling. I find you charming," he planted a kiss on my ear, "irresistible," another kiss on my neck, his voice got lower, "smart," I felt a kiss on my slightly revealed collarbone, I gasped and shuddered from the prick of arousal that stirred in me. "And you wouldn't be wrong. Women do come onto me a lot," his hand had snaked in the front of my robe, cupping my flat chest. "But, honestly I prefer men. Especially incredibly cute ones like you," he finished his answer off with a kiss on my lips, which he had to turn my head for.
I felt relief hearing that, and relaxed my body against his. The clock above his TV read out "10:15 AM" which meant I had to go home and get ready for my last prep exam at the school. I groaned and let him know, apologizing over and over while he assured me it was alright. I wondered if I could make it back on time. I went upstairs to change into my attire from yesterday, and David sent me off with a deep, long, wet and messy lip lock. I started to walk my way back to my house.
As I approached my front door, I heard muffled yelling from my mom. I pressed my ear up against the door to see if I could listen in. "JUST ---- AND FUCK OFF ------ OR I WILL ----- AND TAKE MAX WITH ME!" a lot of it was hard to make out, and I was terrified of walking inside, but I needed my pass to get in the school or they will deny me. I gathered my confidence and slowly opened the door. My dad was sitting at the bar counter with a half glass of whiskey, while my mom froze up when she saw me. She smiled and told me to go upstairs to get ready. I obliged, I wanted no part of that argument.
I snatched my pass from the night stand and made my way back downstairs, though my mother disappeared. She must have went to her room. I walked towards my dad, he just smiled at me. "Sorry you had to witness that. Your mom gets upset when I drink," He sighed loudly and knocked back the rest of his whiskey. "You can decide who you want to go with, unless you're considering living on your own."
"I honestly don't know.. I haven't given it any thought." I replied coldly, I hated talking about depressing topics. I waved my dad goodbye and left the house, traveling to the university where the exams were held.
I had arrived after getting off the bus, and if you're wondering why I took the bus, it's because I didn't feel like being in the car with either parent in their current state. Plus, I was considering dorms at this point. As I had approached the school, I was very confused and felt lost. I saw a taller, tan and built man, talking to a group of, what I presumed was other students here to take the prep exams. He saw me, then started coming my way. As I examined him further, I realized he was incredibly handsome, a stereotypical jock. His hair was brown and trimmed neatly, his shirt was tight around his biceps and showed off his amazing arms. He was fit alright, but not as built as David. He had almost a whole foot on me.
"Hey there! You're here for the prep exams, right?" His deep blue eyes locked on mine, and I nearly fell for that damn charisma.
"Oh- uh- yes. I am. My name is Max,"
"Nice to meet you Max. Call me Josh," He held out his hand, which I politely accepted with a handshake. He proceeded to guide me into the direction of where I was supposed to me.
We talked about a variety of things, mostly about the university and what it was like. "By the way, I know this sounds weird but it's just a rumor, but I heard there is a sleazy professor who teaches the extra math class that hits on certain students, but there's no concrete evidence so he hasn't been fired. Just be careful around him."
What else is new? I nodded. "Thanks. What was his name?"
"Uhm. Hmm. I think its Kelly, or Kern, something like that."
"Alright, don't worry. I'm capable of keeping myself safe," I smiled and bathed in his hospitality.
"By the way, I am the team captain for basketball and the student council president. You'll probably be seeing me a lot around on campus." That would explain why he's popular upon first meeting.
