Joe and Andrew : Part 3

For the past week I had gone into the art room once, and that was to explain to my teacher that I wanted to work by myself as something “dramatic” had happened between me and Joe. Thankfully she understood and let me carry on doing the project by myself. As I walked out of the door and I could feel everyones eyes on me, burning into my back like lasers. I spun around and caught them all out staring at me.
“Can I help you all with something?”
No one said anything they all glimpsed at Joe then back at me, then back to what they was doing.
“Yeah, thought not.” I chuckled.
I walked out to the student car park and turned on the engine. I blasted my MP3, playing Lady Gaga as that always made me feel much better. I lit up a cigarette, I don’t really smoke but it helps when I’m stressed. Like now. I was in my own little world but that ended when I heard the passenger door open and Joe got in.
“GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY CAR!”
“No, we need to talk about what happened the other day.”
“Err, no! You need to get the fuck out of my car.”
I pushed the cigarette lighter in.
“Now get the fuck out or when this has heated up I will burn you with a nice couple of rings, okay?! BYE!”
I folded down the mirror in the flappy thing above my head. Like I guessed I was bright red. Embarrassing much!! He got outta the car and mumbled something to himself. Didn’t sound like something nice so I flicked so cigarette at him.
“AHHH! What the fuck?”
“Ooopps!!”
I gave the packet to my friend Alice as I saw her walk past. I didn’t really wanna smoke anymore. Urghhh.

***

After 5 hours of being locked in my room with the radio blaring and all the windows open I had gotten just over half of my project done. Fuck Joe, he was holding me back. Out of no where a handful of gravel just hit the back of my neck.
“What the hell?”
I stood up and looked out of the open window. Urghh, Joe again.
“I need to talk to you.”
Well I didn’t really wanna have a shouting match with him while everyone was home. I put on my new boots and clambered down the drainpipe. I had loads of practice when I would sneak out when I was 16 to go to my friends house party down the street. I jumped down on the drive and walked slowly over to him.
“We aint gonna talk here, c’mon.” I lead him away from the house so no one would here if I ended up shouting at him.
After a few minutes of silent walking we was at the playground a few blocks down.
“Now.” I sighed “What do you want?”
“You.”
I laughed, “Are you kidding me?! After you used me to experiment your “bisexuality”?”
“I wasn’t really experimenting, I knew I was bisexual since I was boy. I just got freaked out because I have never done anything like that with a guy.”
“Sure” I said in a sarcastic voice.
“I’m being serious!” he sounded like he was getting worked up.
“Then what was all that, my girlfriend is picking me up bullshit, eh?
“I was lying. I was freaked out and I needed to get out.”
“I don’t believe you, who picked you up then?”
“My older sister.”
“I don’t believe that either.”
“Jesus Christ! I can prove to you that was her car.”
To be honest I was getting bored of this conversation and I couldn’t be bother with his explanations. I don’t know why but I still really like him.
“How about we just start over? But if you are lying about all of this right now and you do have a girlfriend or whatever, don’t expect to have a good life afterwards.” I smiled and gave a short giggle. Joe smiled showing his perfect straight teeth. The bastard.
“I would like that.” He walked over to me and pulled me into his chest, with me only being 5’9” and Joe being 6’2” almost 6’3”, my head was only a bit higher than his broad shoulders. I wrapped my right arm around his slim waist, with my left I pinched his ass,
“Thats for when you pinched my ass in art class!”
He laughed, then I slapped his ass hard. I felt his dick twitch against my lower stomach. Oh my god, he likes being spanked.
“And thats for that stupid lie” I slapped his ass even harder this time and felt his dick starting to press into me. “You like that don’t you?” I rubbed his ass this time then gently slapped his ass once again. He nodded.
“Kinky.” I chuckled and pulled away.
“So what now?”
“Let me take you to dinner.”
“Where?”
“The Italian in town?”
“Okay, pick me up at 7.30 and dress nicely.” I laughed.
“Don’t I always.”
I didn’t answer, I just winked. I think he likes the whole cocky thing. With that I turned and walked away.
“See you later.”
“Wait…” Joe grabbed my arm and pulled onto his lap as he was now sitting at a picnic bench. He pressed his warm, soft, light pink lips against mine. I kissed him back. I had missed the way he kissed me.
“OI OI”
“Get in there Joe.”
I pulled back and Joe turned around, all his annoying friends were there, all leaning over the fence. Joe whispered in me ear,
“I told them all I was bisexual and had a “thing” for you after what happened between us and how I fucked everything up.”
“Okay”, it was all I could reply I was in shock. I pushed my lips against his gently and then pulled away.
“See you later kinky boy.” I winked at him and giggled. I hopped off his lap and walk out of the playground and past all of his friends who just nodded at me and said nothing at all. That’s the first time I think when they have said nothing nasty to me … ever.

It was now 7.30pm and I saw Joe’s car pull up outside. I gave myself the once over in the mirror and decided I look a bit over dressed but whatever. I picked up my new jacket as I ran down the stairs.
“Bye everyone.” I walked out of the door and walked over to his car. As I opened the car door I could see my mum peering out of the window. I gave a her a cheesy grin and a thumbs up then jumped in the car,
“Hi” I smiled.

***

We had just finished dinner and was walking out. I grabbed a huge handful of free mints as I didn’t want garlic breath after eating garlic bread and pasta. Joe laughed at me as I stuffed them all into my jacket pocket.
“Is that enough mints?”
“No, not really.” I smiled.
As we got back into Joe’s car I thought he would drive me home but I think he had other plans. After a 20 minute drive of me just staring out of the window wonder where we were. We pulled up at this huge house with this amazing fountain in the drive way.
“This is where you live?!”
“Yeah, why?”
“And you said my house was nice, fucking hell!”
“Yeah it is a nice house.”
“Not compared to this, you’re a little rich boy aint you?”
“No, my dad just has a good job.” He laughed “So aint you gonna come in?”
“Sure”
It turned out no one was in. As soon as the huge front door shut Joe was all over me. Kissing my lips and nibbling on my neck. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up that stairs after him and into this giant room. Joe pulled me tight against his body and kissed me with a rough edge to the kiss. I kissed back, slowly feeling his tongue pushing it’s way into my mouth. He slid his arms under my jacket pushing it off as I literally ripped open his shirt sending buttons flying everywhere. He moaned and I nibbled on his ear and neck slowly making my way down to his shoulders. He has the most amazing pecs and abs I had ever seen. It drove me nuts and I went straight for his nipples biting softly on them driving Joe wild too. I pushed him onto the edge of the gigantic bed and started to undo his belt. I pulled down his trousers revealing his hard cock through the thin black fabric of his tight boxers.
“Fuck me, how big is that?”
“8 inches” he had a proud smile on his face and so did I to be honest.
I started to mouth his dick through the thin fabric, feeling his dick throbbing against my mouth. I yanked his boxers down leaving his dick free. It flopped against his abs, I picked it up with my hand and gently kissed the head, making my way down his shaft I always went back and kissed then head. After teasing him for what seemed long enough I slid the head on his dick in my mouth and remember thinking to myself, what does the boy not have? Good looks, a nice house, a nice car, a fucking great cock. Joe moaned as his dick got further and further into my mouth almost enter the back of my throat. Suddenly the door burst open, I pulled off and turned around.
“Get the fuck off my son you faggot!” Joe’s dad was yelling so loud I thought my ear drums were gonna pop. I turned to Joe and he already had his boxers back on and was putting on a t-shirt.
“Now get your shit and get the fuck out! NOW!!”
I was really scared, the look in his eyes looked like he was going to kill me.
“Dad, at least let me drive him home.”
“No, I haven’t even dealt with you yet.”
I picked up my jacket and sprinted down the stairs and out onto the drive way. I heard a loud smack noise.
“FUCK” I shouted.

To be continued...