Detention 14

Billy started to kiss down my neck, to my chest, and then he began to gently bite one of my nipples. The moist touch of his lips, the humidity of his breath, the wetness of his talented tongue, and the gentle hardness of his teeth made my body jerk and spasm in pleasure. Billy bit down a little bit harder and a loud moan escaped my mouth. He grabbed my arms and pinned them up behind me so that I couldn’t move as he continued to go to work on my nipples. 

After he finished with my nipples, he licked upward to my armpit and began lick there; the touch of his tongue there electrified my nerves, and I screamed out, almost hitting a high-pitched scream as Billy licked faster and faster. I loved the feeling of being powerless and surrendering to him as he did whatever he wanted to me. 

Billy licked down the center of my chest again, down my smooth flat stomach, until he came to my navel. He knew that of all the places on my body, that was the most sensitive. Billy stuck the tip of tongue into my navel and flicked at it very rapidly. I moaned and groaned, struggling against his powerful grip. The more I tried to struggle with him, the tighter Billy held me down, and the hotter my body became. 

My cock was pulsating against his chest, and I waited in antagonizing anticipation, because I knew that was the next place Billy was going to go next. Billy continued downward to my pubic area, which I’d shaved recently, because that was one of Billy’s favorite places to lick and kiss me. With his free hand, Billy cupped my nutsack and began to message my balls as he licked around right above my rock hard cock. 

I continued to squirm under his grasp, shut my eyes tight and curled my toes tight as Billy deep-throated my nine inch cock into his mouth in one easy motion. I arched my back and screamed out loud, hitting the top of my head against the headboard. His beautiful warm lips went up and down my shaft, each time faster than the last. I continued to scream; 

Billy rolled me over roughly on my stomach. With one hand on my head, keeping me on the pillow, Billy went straight for my butt, spreading my ass apart with his other hand and dug his tongue inside of my crack. The touch of Billy’s tongue within the inside of my asscrack felt electric. I tried to squirm in response to his licks and tongue thrusts, but Billy easily kept me in place. The tip of his tongue circled around my asshole in fiery hot circles. “Fuck me,” I whispered, just about out of breath. 

At first I didn’t think Billy had heard me, but then he snatched his tongue out of my butt and mounted me. His hard muscular body pressing me down into the mattress felt so good. Billy kissed the back of my neck while he grinded his extra big and hard cock against my asscrack, sliding it in between without actually going inside of it. For some reason I thought about Brandon, and if circumstances had been different, then maybe I would be having sex with him instead of Billy. 

The more I tried to picture in my head, what it would be like to be with Brandon, it didn’t seem right; even though - and I wish I wasn’t - still attracted to Brandon, I couldn’t imagine myself actually fucking him. I couldn’t imagine him on top of me, as Billy was, ready to stick his big cock far up my ass. I could only imagine Billy doing this to me. Maybe that’s the way Brandon felt about Chris...if he hasn’t already fucked Luke Block yet. 

I was interrupted from my thoughts by the sudden and shocking sensation of Billy’s cock going into my ass. Billy had fucked me many times - while I’ve fucked him only twice - and each time he entered me, I felt like it was the first time I was ever having sex. Billy pushed his cock into my ass slowly, knowing that I needed it to be gentle when he first put it inside. I heard him sigh deeply and his body relaxed as all thick ten inches of him slid into my ass. Biting the pillow, I waited for the initial discomfort to go away, but I got used to it quickly - as I always did. 

When Billy knew that I was more comfortable, he took his cock halfway out and rammed it in again, much harder and quicker that time. I closed my eyes and cleared my mind, thinking about nothing except for Billy and him fucking me. He moved faster and faster, in and out. I loved the touch of his body against mine; I loved the way he would softly moan right before he came; I loved being with him - I loved him. It felt weird to think that, but it was true. And I knew he felt the same way, I knew -

The telephone rang. 

At first we both continued like we didn’t hear it. We kept going at until the ringing became like a drilling in our heads. Angry, Billy took himself out of me and grabbed the phone. “What the fuck do you want?” he asked. I smiled to myself, amused by his anger, aroused by the sweat glistening on his perfect, naked body. I watched Billy’s expression go from angry - to even more angry. “Why the fuck are you callin’ here, Newman? How did you get my number in the first place? No. He’s not here....I don’t know where the fuck he is...he’s your problem, not mine...why should I tell you where he live? Don’t you already know?” 

By this time I figured that Brandon was the person on the other line and that he was looking for Chris. I saw the anger on Billy’s face as he talked to Brandon - it wasn’t a normal kind of anger, it was an envious type of anger. “Fine. He lives on Davis Street, last house on the left. Don’t call here again.” Billy hung up the phone. 

Even though I already knew, I asked, “Who was that?”

Billy lay beside me again, face to face. “Dumb ass Brandon Newman.”

“What did he want?” I don’t know why I was asking this questions that I already had the answers to. Maybe I just wanted to see how Billy would respond to them. 

“You know what he wanted,” Billy answered sharply. 

There was a moment of silence between us. I think both of us went limp. The romantic mood had passed. Now the rest of the night would be filled with awkwardness. For some reason, I just decided to ask, “Do you still like him?”

Billy’s forehead creased. He looked at me as if he liked lung cancer. “Brandon Newman? Hell fuckin no.”

“That’s not who I’m talking about.”

Billy’s face relaxed a little. He had this weird expression on his face that I couldn’t describe, almost like I had caught him in the biggest lie he had ever told and he couldn’t his guilt. “Chris?”

I didn’t have to say anything. He knew that was the right answer. “He’s my friend,” Billy said.

“I know,” I told him.

“That’s all,” Billy said. And then he rolled over, so that his back was facing me. “Or at least he used to be my friend. Until fuckin Newman came and fucked shit up.”

“You’re mad that he was spending more time with Brandon instead of you.” I meant it to sound as a question, but it ended up just being a statement. 

“Jay, I don’t wanna talk about this shit right now. Leave me alone.” I didn’t say anything else to him. I just laid there and watched his back, thinking, but not saying anything out loud.

CHRIS

I opened the door to Aaron’s room. It smelled like oranges inside of his room and there was a small lamp on in the corner, makin’ the room not so dark I saw Aaron lying in his bed, on his back, eyes closed. He was naked - or at least it looked so. The covers came up to where his dick was and it didn’t look like he was wearin’ underwear. That dude had a slick body; skinny but not too skinny - he had some muscle to him and I liked it. I closed the bedroom door behind me gently. I didn’t know if he was asleep or not. Probably not. He was just probably fakin it. 

Almost as if he read my mind or somethin’, Aaron opened his eyes and looked at me. He gave me that “I wanna fuck you” smile again. “Figured you would come in here,” he said.

“It was cold in there and that couch is hard.”

“That couch isn’t the only thing hard,” Aaron noticed, looking at the front of my jeans. My dick was still semi-hard. I kinda felt nervous again. I was used to be the one chasin’ after people, being straight to the point and shit, not the other way around. This dude knew how to really go after what he wanted, and I thought that was cool. “Well don’t just stand there,” Aaron said, ‘come over here.”

“I told you already dude, I’m not gonna fuck you.”

Aaron laughed like a Texan cowboy. “You’re a funny boy. You keep bringin’ up sex and I just asked you to come here.”

“I’m just lettin’ you know, so don’t get too excited.”

Aaron laughed again. “Just come here, boy.” Somethin’ about the way he said that made my dick pop right back up. And he definitely noticed. “I just wanna talk to you,” Aaron said with that devious smile. “That’s all.” He stretched his body out so that the blankets went further down his body, allowing me to see his neatly trimmed pubic hair. Yep. He was butt-naked for sure.