Focused 6

Ethan continued, making eye contact with Matt. His voice was beginning to shake, “At some point she had drugged him, probably at the strip club. By the time they got to the locker room it was all he could do to stay standing. Sierra went to work, starting by duck taping Jimmy’s hands together, with the yellow duct tape you gave her. There was a short struggle, Sierra’s finger nails scratched Jimmy’s arms in the process, but it probably wasn’t hard for her to lay him against the floor and plunge the knife, deep into his chest. With the drugs in his system, Jimmy appeared to be dead, so Sierra left. 

The next morning, the plan was for you to find Jimmy dead and call the police. But to your shock he wasn’t dead, Sierra hadn’t finished the deed. So you ripped the knife out of his chest and plunged it back inside of him. You tried to stab him in the same spot as Sierra, but you were a few millimeters off. But it did the trick, you killed Jimmy. But then you realized a flaw in your plan. The stamp of the strip club was clearly visible on Jimmy’s hand. So you scrubbed his hand as clean as you could, wiped the handle of the knife clean, left Ben’s license on the floor, and then called 911.”

The blood had drained from Matt’s face. Officer Flick moved in and arrested him, as a two of the other officers escorted him out.

***

Three weeks had past. The media frenzy had died down. Matt was in jail awaiting trial. It seemed like the police were finding more evidence against him every day. Matt’s lawyer was rumored to be considering an insanity plea. 

Nick walked down the quiet college street. It was almost midnight. Most students were either at home or at a bar. Nick walked briskly, his muscles tightly contained in his t-shirt, as the cool air blew over his arms. His jeans were just a size or two too big. Giving a preppie appearance, but just big enough to raise curiosity over what they contained. 

The neon light of the pizza shop lit up the sidewalk, as Nick pushed open the door. Ben looked up from his task of scrubbing the counter. Surprised, the two stared at each other for a long minute, before Ben spoke, “We’re closed.” 

“I know,” Nick explained, “I wanted to talk to you alone. About…” His voice trailed off.

Ben looked down at the counter. He knew what Nick wanted to talk about.

“Is your dad around?” 

“No,” Ben responded, “he wasn’t feeling well, so he went home early.”

“Can we talk?” 

“Yeah, lets go into the back,” Ben gestured to a door, “it’s more private.”

Nick followed Ben into the back room. Ben shut the door, as Nick looked around. There were no windows, and the entire length of the walls was lined with wooden cabinets. The only furniture in the room was a large aluminum table in the center of the room. It was cleared off at this time of night. Just a dusting of leftover flour remained on the tabletop.

Nick pulled himself up so he was sitting on the table, as Ben stood across from him, leaning against some of the cabinets. Ben took off his white apron covered in pizza sauce and threw it into a bin a few feet away. Nick looked over Ben, who was wearing a t-shirt and tighter blue jeans. Nick couldn’t help but he impressed. Ben wasn’t a big kid, but definitely had an impressive upper body.

“I want to apologize,” Nick began, redirecting his thoughts. “I really hated you for a few days there. I was sure that you were the one that had done it. Nick paused to find the words, “I shouldn’t have passed judgment so quickly.” 

“Apology accepted,” Ben answered, “I don’t blame you. I would have felt the same way.” Ben looked over Nick’s thickly built body. He couldn’t help but feel close to him, they both had lost someone. “How you holding up?”

“Fine,” Nick answered, “a little honry, but can’t help that.”

“Ha,” Ben agreed, “I hear you on that one.”

Nick locked eyes with Ben, “Even though I think I was drugged, I have to admit, some of the stories Matt told me about you sounded really hot. About you banging him.”

Ben quickly moved towards Nick, standing in between Nick’s open legs. Ben placed a hand on each one of Nick’s upper thighs. “I remember,” Ben began, “Matt telling me about you. Even after we were having sex, I knew he still yearned for you. He missed the feeling of your dick in him. I always wondered what was so special about it.”

That was a start of another silence between the two. Seconds ticked by as the two studied each others faces. Simultaneously, they made their moves. Ben’s right hand forcefully slid over Nick’s crotch as Nick moved in, pressing his lips against Ben’s. Nick wrapped a hand around Ben’s head, as the two kissed. Ben gently rubbed his hand back and forth over Nick’s fly. 

Nick’s hand ran through the Ben’s hair, as the two kissed. Their tongues explored the others mouth, as they barely breathed. Ben’s hand continued to rub Nick’s crotch, faster and faster. Ben could feel something pressing back against his hand, something that was getting bigger and harder.

Ben was the first to break the kiss and gasp for air. Ben’s eyes met Nick’s as he knelt down. Ben unbuttoned Nick’s jeans, as Nick moved his hips, allowing his jeans and underwear to slid down. Ben took a second to study Nick’s meaty seven inch cock, before slowly engulfing it in his mouth. 

“Oh yeah, fuck yeah,” Nick moaned, as Ben ate his dick. Ben’s slobbered on Nick’s cock as he slid his up and down. Soon his lips were riding Nick’s salvia-covered shaft easily. Ben fingered Nick’s loose sack, as Nick gently pumped his hips, helping Ben to deep throat his rock hard cock. Nick pulled off his shirt and kicked his jeans and boxers all the way off. He was careful not to interrupt Ben’s steady progress. Ben’s tongue flicked over the head of Nick’s plump cock, he couldn’t help but moan louder.

Nick jumped up off of the table, Ben also stood up, so the two were only a few feet apart. Nick watched as Ben stripped off his shirt, exposing his perfectly defined chest. Then Ben pulled off his pants and boxers, exposing his hard seven inches. 

“Bend over,” Nick ordered.

“No,” Ben said, much to Nick’s surprise. “I just gave you some top grade head…how about returning the favor. Then you can fuck me.”

Nick paused, “I don’t do that.” Nick wasn’t sure where the words came from. He wanted Ben’s ass bad.

“Listen,” Ben sweetened the offer, “you suck me for a little, and you can bang me as hard as you want.”

Nick was tired of waiting, he took a few steps towards Ben and knelt down. Nick wrapped his hand around the base of Ben’s cock. Slowly, he pushed his lips over the remaining three inches. 

“Ohhhhh,” Ben moaned, tilting his head back. Nick pumped Ben’s shaft with his hand and quickly rode his lips over the remainder of his cock. Nick realized a few inches of Ben in his mouth was well worth it, he moved his hand to gulp down an extra few inches. Nick’s hands were firmly placed on Ben’s ass, as he blew Ben. Slowly, Nick worked his right hand in, pushing his index finger into Ben’s tight pucker.

“Ohhh, Fuck, finger my ass,” Ben moaned. Nick shoved his finger deep into Ben and quickly worked a second finger in along side it. Nick pulled his mouth off of Ben’s dick and slowly licked the side of his shaft, working his way back up to Ben’s head. Ben moaned, as Nick sucked on his shaft and double-finger-fucked his ass.

“I want your cock inside me,” Ben yelled, his hole desperate to be filled.

Nick immediately stood up and withdrew his fingers. Ben turned around and braced his hand against a wooden cabinet. Nick didn’t waste any time in shoving his soldier deep into Ben.

“OH FUCK,” Ben screamed, as Nick entered his ass. Nick slowly pumped his cock in and out of Ben one inch at a time, as Ben’s body pressed into the cabinet. Nick wrapped his arms around Ben’s stomach, pulling his ass out just enough to continue his invasion. Then Nick started picking up speed.

“Oh, OH, Oh, Fuck,” Ben moaned, as Nick’s rocket ripped through his ass. Nick pushed his cock in hard, slapping his nuts against Ben’s smooth ass. Just looking at Ben’s perfect ass and toned cheeks made Nick want to cum all over them. 

Ben’s cock and body banged against the cabinet as Nick laid into him. Nick’s thick cock was pure ecstasy to Ben. Nick’s large, rough hands grabbed his sides and Ben turned his head to see Nick’s chest and abs glistening with sweat. Ben looked down at his own cock, to see a string of pre-cum dangling from his plump head. Ben wrapped his hand around his shaft and started pumping as Nick continued his furious assault. 

“Oh, Fuck!” Ben yelled as he sprayed his load onto the cabinet in front of him. Ben pumped the load out as Nick’s cock filled inside of him.

“Oh, Fuck, yeah,” Nick yelled, as he pulled his cock out of Ben and jerked it wildly. Nick’s man juice sprayed out, covering Ben’s smooth ass and pink hole. “Fuck,” Nick moaned, as he finished his orgasm by slapping his cock against Ben’s ass.

“Thanks,” Nick said, breathing hard as he backed away from Ben. Ben turned around and sat down on the floor, exhausted, as Nick put on his clothes. 

***

Twenty minutes had gone by…Nick had left. Ben sat, still nude, on the floor. He couldn’t get Nick out of his mind. Nick’s strong body and full cock and satisfied him on every level. He knew he had to have that feeling again. He knew that he had to be with Nick. Nick was single, and certainly had also enjoyed the event that had just taken place. So Ben knew he was in a good position to fulfill his fantasies. He just had to stay focused…