The Fourth Arabian Night

I made myself invisible to the people in the Hamburger place, and set forth on a path where I would jump over the stone wall and head back into my house. I tried to get Joe off my mind, I looked at the sky, and it was almost dark. Thankfully, the lights from around the forest would block off the stars. I kept on walking down the path and thought of times where Joe and I would sneak out of the houses, jump the stone wall and walk down that path to get away from the family. It was a ten minute journey, but it was cut short when I came up to an area that was empty of trees, the perfect size for a camp out. I didn't arrive alone however, I saw three people there. They were all friends of Joe, but people whom I stayed away from during high school. One was also named Tony, and other boy named Tyler, and a girl named Priscilla. I thought back to how Joe always used to ditch them for me, and the three never liked it at all. 

I stopped for a second, and then tried to continue on, praying they wouldn't confront me, but as I neared the end of the empty space, Tony walked in front of me, "Hey Tony, where you goin'?"
"I was just..." I tried to explain.
"Goin' to hang out with our boy?" Tyler interrupted me.
"Uh... I-I was leave from..." I once again was interrupted. 
"You goin' to see Joe aren't you?" Tony asked in an angry tone.
I couldn't move, fear swept my face, these weren't exactly the friendliest guys I knew.
"TALK!" Tyler screamed as he pushed me to the ground. 
I fell straight on my back and propped myself up. The two guys stood over me as Priscilla watched with cold jealousy over me. Now I was really scared, the guys were above me and Tony pressed his foot on my shoulder, "Whatcha cryin' about? Boyfriend problems?" 
I wondered how he ever found out I was gay, I always kept it a secret from most people, but secrets these days spread like wildfire. I assumed I still had dried up tears from the encounter with Joe at the Hamburger place, "please, I don't want any trouble."
"We don't care what the fuck you want faggot," Tyler said coldly. With that, he pulled my up by my shirt and forcefully pushed my back against a tree really hard. I cried out in pain and fell to my knees as the pain shot through my spine. 
"How do you like that faggot?" Tony yelled as he kicked my side really hard. I rolled over holding my side, but Tyler and Tony continued stamping my stomach, chest, and sides.
"Please, let me go," I said while crying again. 
"Aww, the little fag is crying," Tyler mocked. they pulled me up and Tony locked my head in his arm as he punched my stomach and held me up before I fell over.
"Let's go for a walk, shall we?" Tony suggested, "come on Priscilla."

Tony dragged me along the path in the direction I came from. I prayed that we would reach the Hamburger place again. 
"So, what were you thinking when you would start a gay relationship with our friend Tony?" (the bad) Tony asked. 
He was holding my neck so tight I could barely breathe. 
"You didn't stop to think that maybe he had a life before you came and ruined it?" Tyler asked.
"Why did you take my boyfriend away from me?" Priscilla butted in. Like I said, the girl was jealous that I had Joe and she didn't.The two used to date in high school, and I still remember how she used to get so jealous when Joe refused to sit next to her in order to sit by me in math class when we were in Sophomore year. 
Suddenly, my cell phone rang, saved by the bell, kind of. I was too scared to reach for it. Tyler did it for me. He reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and threw it against a tree as it shattered into a dozen pieces. Tony threw me up against the high roots of a tree, and I again cried in pain. 
"Nobody's gonna save you queer," Tony choked the life out of me as I was sobbing and gasping for air. It was starting to get dark and Tony grabbed the back of my shirt and threw me against another tree, when I hit my head on one of the root and cut the side of my eye. Once again, I yelled out in pain. 
Tyler picked me up and locked my neck in his tight grasp, "shut the fuck up faggot, nobody cares about you." 

Again they continued down the path interrogating me on such stupid things when at last we reached the back lawn of the Hamburger place. They threw me to the ground and I lifted my head to see Joe still sitting in the window. I crawled toward the building out of desperation, but one of them grabbed my shoulder and threw my back against the grass. They continued kicking me and punching me, as I begged of them to stop.
"Leave me alone!" I sobbed.
"Keep going, keep hitting him, make him suffer for what he did," Priscilla coldly demanded in a dark and sinister tone. 
It felt like they were going to break my sides as they kept kicking them. I tried to push them off and run, but they caught me and continued bashing me. 

At last, my savior, my hero, someone came to the rescue. I could barely see from all the tears in my eyes, but there was another set of feet speeding towards me. It was the biggest relief I had in my life. When the hits stopped and I turned over and crawled back to see what happened. I saw Joe grab Tony's shirt and punch him right in th face. Tony staggered in pain as Tyler tried to stop Joe, "Joe, we were just trying to help you," Tyler tried to justify what he had done, but Joe punched him in the stomach and in the face. Joe was equally as strong as them, but I suppose his ferocity made him more powerful.
"Joey, baby, stop this, this is crazy!" Priscilla tried to convince him.
"Get the fuck out of my face before I hit you too," Joe said with strong confidence. 
The three ran off back into the woods, "you changed Joe, you've really changed!" Tyler screamed out before reentering the forest, and they were out of our site. 

I looked up at Joe with tears streaming down my worried red face while my shaking arm was holding my side. That was the first time I was ever beat on for being gay, and Joe came to the rescue. He turned around and looked down on me, he had sad, regretful eyes, like he wished he had just resolved the problem earlier that evening. 
"Oh Tony," Joe said with sorrow as he knelt down and wrapped his arms around me.
Above us the stars did their work and I threw my arms around Joe's neck as I let out all my tears, "I'm so sorry Joey! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me Joey!" I cried as my muffled voice was pressed hard on his shoulder. 
"It's okay Tony, don't cry, I'm sorry too," Joe said. 
I sealed my eyes and cried harder, I hugged him tighter, I never wanted to let him go, I could never be more thankful that he forgave me, "I'm so sorry Joey, I promise to God I'll never do anything like that again." 
"It's alright baby, I'm not angry at you," Joe put his hand on the back of my head, while the other arm was locked around my back. 
My shaking hand remained tight around his neck and shoulder as I let all my tears out onto his shoulder. I don't think I had cried that hard since my grandpa's funeral, which was quite a while back, but I think I cleaned all the scum off Joe's shirt. I could swear we sat there for at least five minutes just tightly hugging, making up for all the time we missed over the past week. Joe stood up and picked me up from the ground. "Come one Tony, it's time to go home," Joe said. 
"No, please, I don't wanna go home now," I said wiping a tear from my eye. I noticed that Joe shed a tear too, I never seen him cry in my entire life, and this was the first. 
"Okay, okay, it's okay," Joe stood for a second thinking, "I know were we can go, but first we need my car." 

Joe and I set out on our journey back his house, with his arms around my shoulder and my head on his shoulder, still sniffling from the experience. It was a slow walk so it lasted longer than ten minutes. When we reached his house he quickly ran in to get his keys and we got into his car and drove off. Not much was said in the car. He asked me where I saw the group, but that was really it. I was trying to wiped away all the tears from my eyes, but this time, I wasn't crying because of what the homophobes did, I was so happy that Joe and I were back together again. I thought being so happy that you cry was just an expression or something but it's really true, when you're so happy, you cry.

As we neared the end of the highway, Joe drove into a wooded area, down a small path, the same exact place where I took Julio one week ago. I was so excited for what was about to happen, my face cleared up. We reached the end of the path, in front of the large meadow and Joe got out of the car. He circled around the hood and approached me. Joe then took off his shoes, socks, shirt, and pants, leaving him only shielded by his gray boxer-briefs. He opened the back door and threw the clothes inside, and then waited for me, with a smile across his face. 
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Joe asked me. 
I got the memo. I started feeling a lot better when I stripped down to my underwear. Thankfully, I dressed my best for the evening, and included the sexiest underwear I had since I was hoping Joe and I would solve our problem. Thankfully, we did, and I was able to strip down to my (favorite) black silk boxers.
He scanned me as I tossed my clothes in the backseat. I backed away for him to close the door, but before doing so, he pulled out a blanket. 
"Come on, let's go," Joe smiled while closing the door. 
I built up a smile too, I couldn't believe how amazing this guy was, I also couldn't believe that I saw Xavier as a better person than him. 

We began walking towards the huge meadow while holding hands. We eventually reached the dead center of the field. it was completely covered in pure green healthy grass, and surrounded bye a square of trees from afar. Total privacy in that area. Not only that, but because city lights were so far away, the star light shone down on us and boxed us in. Joe laid the blanket down on the floor and sat on top of it. He pulled my arm down, sitting me next to him, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I laid my head on his shoulder and he laid his head on mine.

It was a beautiful night, which was being lit up by the stars, and there was the love of my life, so beautiful, so perfect, my gold medal. 
"Are you okay?" Joe asked.
"Yeah I'm fine," I assured him.
He pulled away from me and sat up towards me. Then he put his hand behind my head and pulled me closer to him, "Tony, you know I'll always protect you right?" 
"I know," I told him. 
"I' never gonna let anything like that happen again," he promised me. 
"Thanks Joey," I went up to kiss him, planning on a short one, but instead, I couldn't let go of him. Our lips were locked though a powerful bond... thanks stars. I fell on top of him, unable to support my own body, and felt his body. I put my legs on each side of him and placed my hands around his head. He wrapped his arms around the back of my neck and locked our heads together. 

I tasted the sweet sensation of his saliva as his tongue massaged the inside of my mouth and his lips brushed against mine. I felt his smooth delicate face and gently brushed his cheeks. I felt his hands move lower towards my neck until he began massaging my tension away. My hands moved from the side of his hand to behind his neck, laced together, as we rolled over. Now he was on top of me and was in control. 

His hand was slowly making his way down my chest, down my abs, down to the silk black boxers. He massaged my semi-hard dick and fully erected it for me. I also moved my hands down his back and made my way towards his underwear. I felt the moisture of my precum as it stained my boxers, thanks to Joe's majestic techniques. Finally, our lips let each other go and he moved down my cheek to the side of my neck. I pressed his head harder on to my neck as his passionate kissing continued, and then receded downwards even more. 

I was pure ecstasy as continued loving my body and then licking my nipples. Giving him a sign of approval, I once again pressed down on his head, feeling his hair between my fingers. I felt my spine tingle when he neared my crotch which was still in his hand. He massaged my upper body when he reached the elastic of my underwear. Of course, he didn't take his hands off my body, he used his teeth to pulled down on the silk prison cell that was holding my fully erect cock. He pulled the last bit of my clothes off of my legs and knelt up. 

He stared down at me and then whipped out his own dick. All nine inches were rock hard and standing straight towards the sky. Holding onto his love wand, he lowered his head onto my crotch and massaged his face with my dick. The pleasure was phenomenal. We've barely even started and I wanted to erupt right there. I sat up to assist him. I grabbed my dick and rubbed it all over his face and moistened his cheeks with the precum leaking out, He stuck out his tongue and started licking up the sides of my penis. He lowered himself to my balls and started sucking them off, pulling them closer down his throat, yet soaking them in his sweet saliva. 

Finally, he moved downwards towards my asshole. He lifted my legs and lubricated my ass with his own spit. His warm tongue made me shudder with excitement. I already felt beads of sweat rolling down my forehead, and forming all over my body. He lifted his head after a moment of licking me up and preparing me for the grand finale. He knelt up once again, and lifted my legs. I had my hand wrapped around my dick, preparing to pleasure myself when he pleasure me. He adjusted his dick and fed it through the end of my ass. I moaned with pleasure. It never felt so fantastic before in my life. He fit the head in and was still slowly and gently pushing his dick in. 

I felt his dick inside of my once again and moaned again with undying pleasure. After when seemed like an hour, when his dick finally reached the farthest point in my ass, he stopped and caught him breath. He pulled his dick out slowly and moved my legs onto his shoulders. Half his dick was outside of me and then he once again forced it inside. The combination of his saliva and my sweat allowed things to move by smoothly. 

I looked up at him and saw our eyes meet while he once again pulled himself out. He decided to move in closer on me. Moving my legs to the side, he went down on my and our heads were almost touching once again. He didn't stop fucking me though, and I made the feeling more intense when I pulled his head down to mine and started making out with him again. That was when things started moving faster. He was penetrating faster and I was moaning faster. 

Joe was lying down on top of me, and he stopped kissing to catch his breath. I felt his warm breath on my face when he rested his head on my cheek. Nearing climax, I was moaning and panting intensely and on my open mouth, Joe and I started massaging each other's tongues. I wrapped my legs around his back and locked my ankles together.

"OH JOEY, DON'T STOP JOEY!" I screamed out into the night, when I felt that my cum was about to burst out of me. 
"GIVE IT TO ME HARDER JOEY!" I yelled out again into the sky. Because I wanted more, he gave me more. He moved faster and got in really deep, crashing his dick against all parts of my flesh. 
It was the hottest sensation I ever experienced. We were naked in the middle of a field outside, with Joe fucking me as hard as he could. I had my hands on his back keeping him on top of me. Before I was about to cum however, I had to let him go and jerk it out. He lifted himself up and adjusted my legs on top of his shoulder again.

Before I could reach for my cock, Joe stopped my and grasped it for me. Still panting and sweating, he started jacking me off really fast. He had the perfect touch, his hand was wrapped around my dick and moving up and down really fast, and before I knew it, after only five seconds, I exploded all over the place. The cum reached all the way up to my face and every part underneath it. Dozens of squirts of cum were spread all over my body. My panting started slowing down as Joe started slowing down too. He finally pulled his dick out of me and set my legs on the ground. 

Joe then bent over to lick up all of the cum n my body. His sexy tongue was drowning me in his saliva and cleaning up the mess of semen I produced. Afterwards, he moved up and sat on my chest. Joe lifted my head and rubbed his cock all over my face. It was a dreamy sensation as his precum soaked my already damp cheeks and forehead. While still holding on to my head, Joe stared jacking his dick off. He was moving pretty fast as his head tilted back in pleasure. Finally, his dick erupted all over my face. It honestly felt like someone poured a bucket of liquid on my face, while his cum hit my cheeks, my nose, my chin, my lips, and my neck. Joe slowed down after he let out tons of cum on me. He came to a complete halt and relaxed on my chest. 

After catching his breath, Joe adjusted himself and laid down on top of me. Our dicks met each other as well as our legs. Joe put his arm across my chest and rested his head on top of it. I was laid back wit my eyes closed, tired, and panting lightly at the amazing experience that just occurred. I suddenly felt Joe's finger on my face. I slightly opened m eyes to find his smiling while scooping up his own cum off my face and onto my finger. When it was fully loaded, his finger met my lips and I opened my mouth as he stuck his finger inside. I closed my mouth and sucked the cum off his finger and swallowed it up. He pulled his finger out and scooped up another load. I opened my mouth and let him wiped the cum on my tongue while I sucked on his finger for a bit. He contiued the prossed after all puddles of his semen were cleaned off my face. At the last load, he kept his finger my mouth and licked the last remains of his cum off my face, while I sucked his finger. Everything that happened after that slipped my mind, since I fell asleep with Joe on top of me in an instant. 

*******

The next morning I woke up with the sun shining down on my face. I saw Joe turned over and sprawled all over the blanket. I woke him up as he slowly tuned around and saw me with outdoor scenery behind me. I bent over and greeted him with a long kiss on his lips. 
"Come on Joey, we gotta get home," I told him.
He yawned, stretched, and sat up. He sat there for a while, regaining memory.
"Alrighty, let's get out of here," he said. 
We got up and collected out boxers and folded up the blanket and walked to the car. We wore our boxers and tossed the blanket in the back. It was too hot to wear anything else. Joe started the engine and backed the car out of the forest and reached the street. We laid back and enjoyed the air conditioned ride home, not saying a word. I looked down at the clock and saw that it was only 8:00, his mom wouldn't be home for five hours. When we reached our neighborhood, he broke the silence.

"Do you wanna go home, or should I drop you off at your house?" he offered.
"Well I have to shower don't I?" I told him, "and I know a way that you and I can conserve a lot of water."
"Alrighty then," Joe laughed, he drove passed my place and we quickly reached his empty house. 
I reached in the back, pulled out our clothes, and got out of his car after he parked it in his driveway. He opened the garage and we entered his vacant house. He set his keys down on the counter and I took our clothes into his laundry room, emptied the pockets, and then threw them in the basket. I set our stuff down next to his keys and followed him upstairs. 

We reached the top level of the house and walked in the bathroom. When we were both in, I closed the door and locked it. Afterwards, he walked over to the shower and turned on the water. While he was adjusting the temperature, I pulled down my boxers and threw them on the ground. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders and felt his body. I moved my way down to his chest, then his abs, then down to his underwear, and grabbed the elastic around his waste. I slowly pulled them down feeling his dick rise and hit my hand as I pulled down his boxer briefs. I was on my knees when they were down to his ankles, and his bare ass was in my face. I rested my face on one of his cheeks and pulled his body closer to me. I moved my head around, loving his flesh as it touched mine. 

"Okay, the water's ready," Joe informed.
I detached myself from Joe's bottom and got up, "okay, let's go in." 
Joe granted me access to go before him with a hand gesture. 
"Oh, why thank you!" I joked in a snobby tone, as I stepped in the shower and the cool water hit my skin. He followed me in and closed the door. 
We started by simply rinsing each other off. We would never touch our own bodies. When we got all the sweat off each other, he took the shampoo, poured it in his hand and started cleaning off my head. He scrubbed in deeply while I stood there smiling as my prize was cleaning me off. He then pulled me onto him as he reached behind my head. I was laying my head on his wet chest as water poured down on him. Finally, he rinsed off my head and then I went for the shampoo and scrubbed his hair. When I felt that it was clean enough, I put him under the water as it rinsed his head off. 

Then I turned around to see Axe shower gel and took it off the rack.
I presented it to Joe like a commercial model and said, “Axe shower gel, how dirty boys get clean.” 
He laughed and took it from me. He opened up the top and poured it onto my chest. He turned me around and got my back, shoulders, and arms. He gave me the bottle and I repeated the process. The next part was simple, after I set the bottle back on the rack, we hugged each other and massaged each others backs shoulder and arms clean, while our chests rubbed against each other. I loved the feeling of hugging him while he was wet and slippery. I cleaned his skin off fairly well and massaged the body wash into his skin. We let go of each other and I played around with his chest ad abs. I rubbed the shower gel in really well. I cleansed my arms and my chest off as well. I took the bottle again, knelt down, and poured some down his legs. I simply hugged his leg and rubbed all of the soap in. All the way from his thighs to his calves were covered in soap, to I moved back to his ass and worked especially hard on that, massaging it like my life was on the line. I moved to the front and washed his penis off with the soap on my hands. It was very slippery and while playing with his balls, he started to get hard. Then Joe took the body wash and got my legs as I stood up. I also rubbed every part of my legs down and cleaned my dick and ass off very well. When we were all soaped up, he got up and rinsed me off, until all the soap was on the ground. He joined me under the waterfall and got all the shower gel off of himself. 
After washing ourselves off, we just have a little fun in the shower. With the water dribbling down his body, I turned him around and put him against the wall. Then I knelt down and licked his asshole up really well. Since he was perfectly cleaned off, I really stuck my tongue in there. I licked it up all around it too, pouring all my saliva into it to mix with the water. I shoved my ass right in his crack and kept my tongue on his asshole. After a while of doing that, he turns around and I suck on his dick, his balls, and lick his body all the way up to his face, and we just made out under the water for a while, until it was time to get out. 

Joe turned off the water and after we swept some water off of us, we got out of the shower and walked over to the towel rack to get each of us a towel. When we wrapped ourselves around in towels, we made our way to his room and let ourselves dry off. 

There we sat on his bed and talked mindless chatter about everything and everyone. After I dried myself off, I took off my towel and set it down on his chair. I walked around his room naked, and asked him, “any clothes you’d like to donate?” 
“Sure,” he told me, “take anything from this room that you want.”
I opened up his drawer and pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt. I wasn’t going anywhere, so I didn’t exactly need ballroom clothes. I took out a pair of boxer-briefs and a pair of socks. Joe got up and took off his towel as well, but he had no plans of getting dressed however. I put on his clothes and was ready to go. I made my way downstairs while he followed me, still undressed. I got off the stairs, quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbed my stuff, and returned to the front door. Joe was waiting at the fourth step, leaning on the rail, with his dick hanging down in between the bars. 

“Well, guess it’s time for me to go,” I said. 
“Yeah, but it doesn’t matter, chances are, we’ll see each other tomorrow,” Joe laughed. 
“Actually, I’m going to Canada for my cousin’s wedding and I’m staying there until Sunday night,” I informed him.
Joe’s jaw dropped, “are you kidding me?! What am I supposed to do without you for a half a week?!”
“Well I don’t know, how’d you manage to handle last week?” I asked.
“Are you kidding?! It was awful! It was the first time I jerked off by myself in months!” Joe complained.
I laughed, “same here, but when I get back, we’ll have some fun again, I promise.”
Joe looked down in sadness. 

I thought for a second, “but until then, I suppose I can make you feel better for now.” I walked over to the side of the stair case where his dick was hanging out between the bars, took his rod, and stuck it in my mouth. I drowned it in my saliva and stuck in as much as I possible could. With my tongue licking up the sides of his cock, my throat squeezing the head of his dick, and the pool of saliva it was being dunked in, Joe tilted his head back and moaned like crazy. I sucked him off hard, and felt it enlarge in my mouth. When it was fully hard, I could feel his pulse, on my tongue, so I sucked harder to pull all of his cum out. When he was ready to cum, he reached down for my head and pushed it on his dick. I put my hands in side the bars and started fingering his ass, that forced his dick more into my face. Now he was helping me out my moving his body back and forth, fucking my mouth. At long last, I tasted his cum as it shot in my mouth. I sucked harder, getting every last drop and swallowing as much as I could. I cleaned all the clean off the head of his dick, and tried to suck off all my saliva from him. When the cum stopped, I took my head off and made that, “ahh’” noise people say when they finished drinking a glass of water. 

“Have you been pleased?” I asked him.
“You bet Tony!” I came down the stairs, kissed me hard, and opened the door for me, “have fun at the wedding.” 
“I will! I love you Joey!” I called out to him when I was outside. 
“I love you too!” he replied. Joe closed the door and I made my way home. 

When I got back in my house, everyone was still sleeping. I went upstairs into my room and set my stuff on my dresser. I started cleaning my room by picking out dirty laundry. I found a pair of short I wore from a week ago, n the corner of my room. I picked them and all the rest of my dirty clothes and made my way to the laundry room. I set the stuff down and emptied the pockets before throwing them in the basket. When I came up to the shorts from a week ago, I took out wrinkle up napkins. I was about to toss them out until I remembered where they came from. I opened them up and saw stick figures of Joe and I hugging, kissing, sitting in a heart, holding hands, and even out of him on top of me in a bed. And on the top center, it read “JOEY + TONY 4EVER”. I went out to the kitchen and this huge roll of clear tape and laminated it. Thank God I didn’t throw it away! I folded the napkins and put them in my wallet, where I could always take it with me. 

Every once in a while I would pull it out and reread the title of the drawings, “JOEY + TONY 4EVER” Boy, ain’t it the truth?