“Mom I’m already late I’ll eat breakfast later!!”

“Kevin get back here! You’re not leaving like tha-”

“Sorry mom bye!!”

Mrs. Johnson was beginning to wonder what happened to her little boy. How did the cute little kid with the freckles and a Tonka truck get to the young male in eyeliner and studded belt? She questioned her parenting skills. Had she treated him to much like her little baby? Did she give him a gender complex by letting him bake the cookies and cakes with her? Maybe she should have been more firm when she found him and his sister happily playing dolls. It was a mystery to her how her son turned into her daughter. Hell…her daughter was more manly. Was she gender confused too? Mrs. Johnson figured time would tell. Or rather Dr. Phil would tell at three pm this afternoon.

Mrs. Johnson would learn the nature vs. nurture theory was still in question. Kevin was raised like every other boy. Although she should have seen this coming like a big yellow bus. Through the years Kevin’s tastes had shifted so dramatically. He saw less of the boys he hung out with in middle school and had fallen into the crowd of beautiful boys and girls that blended in to stand out. In truth she couldn’t have stopped it. What happens happens and now she was left to deal with the daily chores while her son went to “do his school project” at a friend’s down the street.

Sam Miller’s house wasn’t that far down but Kevin was sprinting away. He’d overslept by about two hours and was an hour late for their meeting. They had a history project on the birth of the constitution due next week and, being the typical teenagers they are, haven’t started. Kevin had what little information he’d half heartedly looked up the night before shoved into his ratty backpack along with a few library books. Of course they’d work on it for about twenty minutes before sneaking into a liquor cabinet for a shot o two before roaming the house and each other’s bodies shamelessly. It’s how it always went.

They weren’t boyfriend. Fuck buddies maybe but not boyfriends. However a monkey wrench might have been thrown into their plans by Kevin’s idiocy of not setting his alarm. Sleep still clouded his storm grey eyes as he fought to keep himself in check as he approached the house. Almost unconsciously he scanned the driveway, street, and open garage for Mr. Miller’s car. He’d heard the rumors and giggles from the girls that Sam had a hot dad. Personally he’d never really looked at the man that way. In fact about 80% of the time he was at Sam’s house Mr. Miller was off at work or away on business. So it kinda defeated the purpose of checking for the car he Kevin wasn’t sure he knew what it looked like.

He came to the door and rang the bell, tapping one sneaker on the slate walkway. “Hey Sam I’m Kev! I’m here!” he shouted though the door. He hoped Sam was still home and didn’t run off cause he was so late.

A snippet of music could be heard floating through the screen door, since the other door was propped open and one could see into the house. Obviously someone was home, but whatever it was Sam or not, it was hard to say.

Shot through the heart and you're to blame--
darlin you give love a bad name!

Hmm..sure as hell didn't sound like Sam's type of music, he was more into rap and hip hop, stuff like that. The music was suddenly turned down though, the person inside obviously having heard Kevin's shout. Heavy footsteps could be heard, and the door opened a little. "Err, sorry, you just missed him. He was mumbling about going over and shouting in your ear to wake your sorry ass up." Of course, he wasn't sure this was the illusterious Kevin, but he was almost certain this one was the one, who else would be coming to see Sam at this time of morning?

Usually, it was Sam's mother that was home, but she worked nights so was asleep upstairs. David Miller's voice was low, but it wasn't abrasive, it sounded on the smooth side, the kind of voice that would be able to sweet talk even the toughest customer, and indeed it had, for Rose Miller was no pushover! She had been one of the most frigid girls in their class, she seemed so unattainable, so of course that had lured him in. It wasn't until they were married he discovered she would always and forever be that way. Having sex with her was like screwing a block of ice. Well, maybe a little warmer then that, but about as responsive and exciting. Luckily with his job it wasn't hard to get what she didn't seem to be able to provide to him on the side. He'd had plenty of misteresses, but they hadn't all been female. A good portion of them had been, but he wasn't afraid to hop to the 'other side of the fence' once in a while. He happened to know for a fact his son was as gay as they came, but Rose hadn't seemed to realize it yet. He'd kept Sammy's little secret. No use to upset Rose. She was so much more unpleasent when she was upset.

David was a tall man, topping about six feet four or so, and his shoulders were wide. He had a built sort of frame, it had once been thicker, when he'd bodybuilded regularly. Since he was now busy with his job as a traveling salesman, he wasn't able to do that so much anymore, so he'd lost a bit of it, but there was still enough to be noticed. He had a nice tan, he traveled to a lot of warmer places, spent a lot of time outside.

His hair was a light golden in color, in bright light, it looked almost white. It was fairly long, it went down to the end of his shoulderblades, but he kept it neatly tied back most of the time, as it was right now. Long bangs were brushed to either side of his face. His eyes were a contrasting dark chocolate brown, and a shrewd, intelligent light shone in them. He was dressed in a pair of tight jeans that showed off his lower body very nicely. He wore no shoes or socks and no shirt, since he was just lounging around in the house, it was one of his few days off.

He stopped short, licking his lips unconciously. My, Sammy had never mentioned how good looking his friend was. He soon shook the thought away though, and asked, motioning for him to step inside if he so wished to, "You can come in and wait if you want. If your mother tells him you came over here he's sure to be back soon."

{*hopes that was ok because it all came from the top of his head* o_o}

( :animesmile: You read my mind love. It's perfect. )

Had Kevin known he was going to be greated by the most beautiful man he'd ever seen he would have taken more pride in his appearance this morning. Rather than the uneasy eyeliner and the tossled 'just had sex' look of a hair do he might have brushed it and actually tried to look decent. As of now Kevin probably came across as an easy fuck and in a sense he was. Especially if the men looked like Mr. Miller. Of course he never got a lucky break with the older hot ones. The ones commited to their marriage and their familes. Not that Mr. Miller would sleep with him anyway. What a scandle that would be.

"O-Oh." Great job speaking there Kev. "Y-yea I forgot to set my alarm and...over slept." he was automatically going into flirt mode without even realizing it. His eyes's met Mr. Miller's and he put on a soft, tiny smile. Way to hit on your best friend's father. He breifly wondered how Sam would take hearing the news that kevin was crushing on his dad? Would be take it badly? Maybe.

"Yeah I'll come in." Still his eyes were on the older man as he walked inside, moving his hips slightly more than he needed to. One thing he was thankful for was that he wore his really tight jeans today. At least the man would have a nice view of his ass. Not that he was looking. Mr. Miller probably wouldn't go for young boy that could be his son.

Back soon wasn't what he wanted to hear. Kevin wandered into the living room and too a seat on the couch. "By the way I'm Kevin. I don't know if you've heard about be but it's nice to meet you finally."

David was about to respond when the phone, which was mounted on the kitchen wall, rang. "Excuse me a second." He said, turning around, going to answer the phone. He was soon nodding, talking into the phone. A few moments later he hung up the phone. "Seems as if Sammy's going to the arcade instead. He says you can meet him there if you want and you can do your project later today." He figured that was what the boy would want to do, after all, he was Sam's good friend, wasn't he?

David didn't wear his wedding ring, so it couldn't be seen on his hand, he almost never wore it, he didn't like being reminded of that little mistake. He turned to face Kevin now, but found he wasn't in the kitchen. He blinked and wandered into the living room, noticing the boy had taken a seat on their large couch. Bad move--that was putting ideas into his head. He had got a glimpse of the way the boy had been walking, since he'd seen it out of the corner of one eye, but that couldn't have been on purpose, could it have? His luck just didn't hold out that way.

"Yes, Sam's mentioned you before, so I've heard about you." He said with an easygoing smile, sitting maybe a tad too close to Kevin on the couch, extending a hand, shaking that lean hand once and if it was put into his waiting hand. "I'm Mr. Miller, obviously, but you can call me David if you want to, I prefer to be on a first name basis with Sammy's friends."

He retracted his hand though and found himself studying that lean form. He..could only hope he didn't take offense to it. He often looked, but he knew better then to touch. His tastes often seemed to go quite young, too young, in fact. Something about jailbait just attracted him--perhaps it was because they were supposed to be off limits and all?

Kevin kicked his feet absently as he waited for Mr. Miller to return from the kitchen. Probably from Sam at his house calling to find out where the fuck he'd gone. It was kinda strange that Kevin could run to Sam's and Sam could go to Kevin's yet they didn't pass each other on the way. Was is fate that he behere alone with Sam's gorgeous dad? Was something supposed to come out of this? Oh God he hoped so. However he doubted God heard a prayer from a gay boy wishing to fuck his best friend's father. That might be considered a sin by some. Not that Kevin cared.

"That's where he is eh? Arcade..." Kevin wasn't an arcade person. The idea of shooting lazer beams at a pixled alien didn't appeal to him all that much. Maybe he'd wait it out if Mr. Miller would let him. "Did he say how long he was going to be? I hate the arcade. Expecially the one closer to here. It's always full of ten year olds."

Kevin noticed the lack of wedding ring when he reached out to shake Mr. Mil-...David's hand. "It's nice to finally meet you David." He gave a smile that was blended with a smirk. He released the older man's hand by slowly sliding his from the grip, his finger tips caressing the palm lightly. Kevin had perfected his hand shake with hot guys many times over. Something told him that using it now wasn't the smart thing to do but maybe he wanted David to know he was VERY interested.

As they sat in silence Kevin began suttle flirt method number two: Stretching. One hand ran up his thigh and torso before it met his his other arm over his head. Eyes falling shut and mouth falling open he let out a tired yawn. His chest arched then relax and his hands once again landed in his lap. "Sorry about that. I didn't get much sleep last night." That could be taken several ways.

Now sometimes David missed subtle things, something Rose complained about, but what Kevin had just done was very obvious, to him anyway. He really believed the youth was flirting with him. Maybe it was just wishful thinking or mixed signals, but he didn't think so, especially the way the boy was stretching like that. Good god he just wanted to move over and---but that wouldn't be proper. Hell, most would consider that rape, even if the teenager was willing. He was thirty six, after all, not sixteen years old anymore, but he was starting to feel just as hormonal as he had then.

"He didn't mention it." He said, finding his mouth somewhat dry, so he ran his tongue along the roof of his mouth, "But once Sammy gets going on the video games he's usually there for quite a while." He should know, the boy would sit in front of his television for hours on the PlayStation Two, until Rose would come and unplug it, thus forcing Sam to do his homework before resuming play.

"Mmm, too busy doing other things?" It slipped out of his mouth before he realized what he was saying, and the way he said the word 'things', sounded..suggestive, as if he was thinking of something that he probably shouldn't have been associating with a young boy but was anyway. One blonde brow furrowed, and he coughed, leaning away a little, putting a hand over his mouth. He could only hope Kevin hadn't caught that, that might be very bad indeed.

"Are you thirsty? I'm suddenly unbelivably dry.." He muttered then, unbanding his hair, running a hand through it very slowly as the hair fell down around his chisled face. It gave him more of a wild, untamed look then the tail did, but some might think that little characteristic attractive.

Kevin, out of the corner of his eye, caught the look on David's face. He was getting turned on. Kevin could tell. Just by the look in his eyes and the way he spoke and moved. Almost had him. Man this was rather low. His best friend is out at the arcade and here he is trying to lure his dad into a make session or, even better, into bed. Kevin was confident in his ability to real the man in. They'd be kissing and groping very soon.

"Yeah I know. I probably won't see him today. Or not until I go to the arcade myself and yank him out by his ears. That boy would stay there all day if someone didn't do something about it." He remembered the time they'd gone to the mall and found a DDR machine. Sam spent probably ten dollars on the damn game. Finally they had to leave cause the line was growing long and people were starting to complain.

"Other things?" he raised an eyebrow, catching the hint of lust in the man's tone. So he was curious about his sex life? This would prove to an interesting day. "Yeah I guess you could say that. I was really worn out by the time I got to bed." Oh This was so much fun. David was falling hard and fast. Not much longer.

"Yeah I'm thirsty. My lips are really dry." He ran his tongue along them, only half attempting to make it non-sexual. It didn't help that he was looking at David as he did this. "Got anything sweet?"

Ugh. He had willpower. Somewhere. He just wasn't sure where the hell it had gone right now. This entire situation was beginning to be despicable. He couldn't believe he was halfway seriously considering, at the very least, sucking face with a sixteen year old boy. His own son's best friend. What kind of a father -was- he? He'd never been extraordinarly into morals, if he had he wouldn't cheat on Rose whenever he got the chance to, but this was below even him. He couldn't allow this to happen, could he?

He cleared his throat loudly, mind already churning possible scenarios, and even worse, images of what Kevin could have possibly been doing to tire himself out so much. "Well." He said in a clipped kind of tone, tossing his hair back with a quick movement, "Then at least you slept well, mmm?" He oh so wanted to ask more details, but he knew what a bad idea that was.

He had plenty of sweet things he could give that boy. Was what he was thinking, but he didn't say it. This was one of those times he was thankful people couldn't read other's minds. "Yep, we always keep a supply of Pepsi in the house cause Sammy won't drink much else as far as soda goes." He said in a hasty tone of voice and stood up, hurrying to the kitchen. Soon he returned with two cans, both opened, and handed one over to Kevin, reclaiming his seat.

He had turned up the radio, hoping that would take his mind off..things, but the song that came on almost made him choke on the quick gulp of pepsi he was taking--Stacy, can't you see, you're just not the girl for me. I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with Stacy's mom.

{*snickers*}

If he had any will power at all Kevin was going to do his best to go crashing straight through it. Kevin was kinda sad his attemtps had failed so far. But surely it would work this time. He could see it in his eyes that it was getting harder and harder to keep his hands off. Kevin was also finding it hard to not pounce and smash their lips together. He might be soon. The sexual tension in the room was so thick he could almost see it.

"I gues that's true. I did manage a little sleep. However not enough to get all my enegry back. I really exhausted myself last night. " Never mind that it was playing DDR in his bedroom until 1am. He'd let David think he was having sex. The mental images of what he might have been douing seemed to be having an effect on him so he'd leave out that part.

"Pepsi will do." To bad Kevin wanted his kiss instead of a stupid soda. Well it would help. HE could cause some rouble with it. Once it was handed to him to took a drink, allowing to much into his mouth so some ran down his chin. "Oops. Swallowed a little to much there." To bad he hadn't asked for milk. That might would been even better!! Licking the pepsi off his chin he smiled over at David.

The song couldn't have been more perfect. Stacie's Mom. This situation was Sam's Dad. "I've always loved this song. I'd totally do Stacie's Mom...Well no...I'd do her dad." He glanced over at david with a ltitle spark in his eyes. If that was a dropped bomb he didn't know what was.

(You are a mind reader I swear!)

With that, he could feel it. It wasn't a really drastic change or anything, but he could tell well enough he was getting hard. Those words, mingling with the sight of him licking his chin off, it was getting to be too much for him. He'd always had a high sex drive, so that little fact wasn't helping him right now. He managed to swallow what he had in his mouth, letting Kevin's comment remain unanswered. He suddenly was wishing he'd worn looser slacks, if he got much worse, Kevin would really be able to see it. Just the idea the kid's words would be enough to..oh god!

For a short while he thought about getting up and leaving the room, going back up to the bedroom and letting the youth show himself out, but his legs felt like they were made of bricks. They weren't going to move that easily, he obviously wasn't going to be able to just get out of it like that.

He put his can of pepsi down, not really having the urge to drink any more. His dark eyes darted around the room then, as if checking to make absoultely sure no one was around. But why would he be doing something like that?

It was then that he lunged, and unless Kevin moved, the next minute he somewhat on top of the boy, built form pressed up against that slender one, and his lips were against Kevin's. He hadn't meant to make it as forceful or heavy as it was, but that was how it was anyway, a sign of how worked up this had made him thus far. If Kevin's hands wandered, he might even be able to feel the effect his words and his actions had started having on Sam's dad.

Kevin drained the can of soda and place dit on the coffee table. He was very satisfied with himself at the moment. David was probably trying to keep himself from getting hard and it was just a matter of time. The seeds of desire and lust had been perfectly sewn and now he just had to wait. The last comment he made about wanting to fuck Stacie's dad probably threw many ideas into David's head. He turned to face him, mouth half open to speak be he was cut off by David on him.

FINALLY! Wow that took longer than expected. David had him pinned against the couch and was kissing him. Kevin could only kiss back. Which he did feverishly. He was just as turned on that he could barely contain himself at this point. His arms locke dbehind the man's neck and he held him closer, not wanting such a wonderful kiss to end.

he could feel the man's erection consealed in his pants and it only made him hotter. David should be able to feel his own straining against the fabric of his jeans. He too was hard as a fucking rock. Something would have to be done about this as soon as possible. (short x.x)

David could only thank whatever lucky stars he might have had that Rose was a heavy sleeper, because he was beginning to wonder if he would be able to stop now that he had started. Kevin's lips were so soft and this just felt like it was the right thing to do right now. David's rational mind knew it was the exact opposite of that, but his rational mind was starting to seperate from the part of him that needed this lust, this desire to be satisfied as soon as possible, and his ticket to that was writhing beneath him right now on the couch.

He was quite pleased the kisses were returned, but he was hardly surprised. This wouldn't have happened if the youth hadn't been acting as though he wanted it, as if he were eager for it. That fact would probably make David feel somewhat better after this was over for giving in so easily like this.

He could also feel, from rubbing against Kevin, that he was getting considerably aroused too, which was starting to make his own hard on almost painful, it was getting so it was just driving him wild. He moaned against the boy's lips and thrust his tongue forward, forcing it into the other's mouth, tongue plundering that warm, dark opening.

At the same time he was undoing the boy's jeans, unable to help himself. He unzipped and unbuttoned them, sticking a hand right down them, that hand closing around Kevin's erection, which might have been covered by his undergarments, unless he wasn't wearing any.

The fear that they might be caught was no where in Kevin's mind. His rational thought was far to gone for such thinking. All he could focus on was the here and now with David on top of him and kissing him deeply. He guessed good kissing was genetic and ran in the family. Sam was also amazing. This must be where he got it from. David might even be better. "Oh God.." he whismpered against the man's lips just before the tongue dove into his mouth. He was hooked. This better happen more often. Kevin didn't think he could suvive if he didn't do this more than just this once.

The hand down his pants cause his hips to jump and his mouth to rip away from David's. His breath escaped him and it took a moment for him to gather it before that wonderful kiss could continue. Underwear? Pft. Underwear was for the weak. Kevin only wore underwear when he felt it was required. Gym class happened to be a time where if he didn't wear underwear he'd get his ass kicked.

His hand began to pull at the other's shirt. Half attempting to get it off and half attemtping to just get high enough that he could touch David's bare back. Off would be wonderful though. Naked would be fan-freaking-tastic. Could they get naked here? Especially with his wife asleep just upstairs. This might not get to go as far as they both wanted but Kevin was going to sure try to get it there.

He had the feeling he wasn't wearing any underwear, but he hadn't been sure until his fingers had touched bare flesh. He watched that slim chest raise up and down sharply, quickly, and he licked his lips, Kevin's taste still lingering in his mouth. He was trying to be relatively quiet, not wanting anyone to overhear this, though he wasn't exactly worried anyone would just at the moment. David paused, thinking for a moment, shifting around, letting the youth take his shirt off, deciding that would be allright, he usually went around in the house without it on anyway, so if Rose did come downstairs and he had to pull away, she'd think nothing of it.

He took a quick breath of his own, panting somewhat. The hand that wasn't down the youth's pants then worked to push up his shirt, skillful fingers pinching and toying with one of his nipples, he delighting in the feel of that small, hardening nub. Delicious. He wanted to fully push down the boy's pants, he was anxious for this to go on, but he wasn't sure it should, he had started to think a bit since Kevin had pulled back a little.

So he slid his hand out of those pants, hot lips coming to the boy's tender throat, and he whispered in one ear, "Be honest with me. How far do you want this to go right now?" He wasn't saying what he wanted to happen. He wanted to screw the teen until he couldn't see straight, but for now he had gotten a decent hold of himself, lips exploring that soft skin, his one hand keeping the boy's shirt held up, though his pants were still undone.

Kevin was more afraid of Sam coming home than Mrs. Miller walking down the stairs. That woman could walk through a waterfall and not realize she was wet. Once she came in on him and Kevin making out and stripping each other and she said nothing about it. A simple hi boys came from her and she left again. Honestly she'd would probably think that Daivd was just rough housing with him when in reality they might be having full blown sex on the sofa. So in reality it was only Sam he was worried would walk in. That would be a fun story to explain.

The hand up his shirt caused him to arch up and he sucked in air. David had rougher hands which actually felt better. Kevin found it strange that he was comparing father and son in bed but he would. He'd always dreamed of fucking someone like David. David would be more powerful than Sam and would be able to domintae more. Kevin and Sam switched off but ultimitly Kevin was bigger and stronger than Sam. It felt good but sam wasn't much of a top.

When the hand left his cock Kevin groaned in protest. He didn't want him to stop. And while the kisses to his throat were nice the hand on him felt so much better. However he could pause long enough to answer the question posed. "Fuck me. Hard." Short, sweet, and to the point. Kevin didn't want to stop until he was to tired to blink. Maybe they should geta hotel room. "To bad someone's home though. I would have loved to be able to scream for you."

Yes, Sammy walking in wouldn't be a good thing, but he had a feeling it wouldn't happen, once that boy got going on the games he didn't want to quit, come hell or high water. He wouldn't be home for a couple more hours at least, and by that time, all of this would be over, thankfully. Once it was out of his system, that would be it, then he wouldn't have to think about it anymore, which would be a very good thing, this was as illegal as it got.

Yes, David had weather worn hands, which the younger male had felt by now, they had just gotten like that due to age. Of course Sam's weren't yet, but perhaps they would be someday. As far as domination went, when with males, David almost always came out on top. There were a few situations where that didn't pan out exactly how he'd wanted it to, but that had involved a drunken brawl and men bigger then he. There was no question, really, who would dominate this time.

A sharp sound left the man as he heard those three words. This could be described as the straw that broke the camel's back. He wouldn't be able to stop now, even if the boy changed his mind, but he didn't think that he would, really. He pulled away for a moment, pushing down the youth's pants to his knees, groaning somewhat at seeing him totally exposed since he didn't have any undergarments on. He paused, running his fingers roughly along that hardened length. He was suddenly getting quite impatient, so he asked, knowing the youth would know better then him, "Do you need a lot of preparation or not?" He was getting anxious just to go at him, but he didn't want to tear him up or hurt him badly. His eyes hooded at the last comment as he undid his pants and pushed those and his boxers down a ways, "There'll be a chance for that next time. " Next time?! What the hell was he thinking?! He couldn't do this again! Now that he was fully exposed, one could see when he was erect he was about eight and a half inches or so, give or take a touch.

He could tell that his reply pleased his new lover. David seemed to enjoy the idea of fucking him hard here and now. Kevin didn't even think that such a request would be nearly impossible to keep down. he was sure to be loud. Kevin was always loud. It was something he couldn't control really. He didn't even have tothink about it most of the time. It just...happened. Again Kevin's mind was only on the idea that he was about to have sex withthe most gorgeous man on earth. Honestly, why hadn't he done this before? Why hadn't david come home more often to fuck him? He'd beeter be here more often now . As far as Kevin was concerned they'd be having sex a lot. So yes, there would be several next times.

Kevin's hips jumped toward the hand that touched him as his teeth sunk into his bottom lip. It was all he could do to not moan out for the man to touch him more. Kevin wished to God that the woman was in a death like slumber so he could moan like he wanted to. he wanted to moan the man's name badly. It seeme dlike something David would want to hear.

"No..N-Not a whole lot." Kevin was hardly a virgin but a little wopuld be nice. "A-A little would be nice but it doesn't matter. If it hurts it will noly feel better later." He smirked and reached forward to trail his fingers over one of David's nipples. Nice. His eyes widened at David's cock. Really nice. "Fuck the prep. I want you in me now." Kevin Looked into his eyes, lust clouding his own. "Nexttime beterr be very soon. I don't think I'll be able to wait to long."

Right now, the prospect of more sessions like this was just fine with him, but later, when his morality kicked in, as it usually seemed to, pesky thing that it was, he would start thinking differently. He would probably try to fight his desires more then, decide that it would be better if this wasn't repeated. If it ever came out, he could get in a lot of trouble, not mention mortify all those who knew him. Most of his friends didn't even know he liked men, nonetheless teenagers. It was something he'd rather keep on the down low, which was understandable.

He could feel his heart race at Kevin's words. He knew that he should do it anyway, just to be considerate, but right now, David was having a tough time holding onto his self control. Hearing those words, the way they were said, and looking into those eyes, being able to read what was going on within the other's head, discouraged him to do so. He was starting to feel as if he needed to be in the boy this second, preparation or not. That would take time and he was beginning to feel as impatient as Kevin appeared to be for this.

David shifted quickly then, smirking a touch, picking up Kevin's legs, resting them over his shoulders. He took a second or two to get himself in position, resting the head of his aching erection at Kevin's enterance. He then moved quickly, to get the most painful part over in one, smooth motion. A groan that came from deep within his chest rumbled in his chest, though he clamped his mouth shut so it couldn't be heard very much coming out of his mouth at the feel of the boy's body, sheathing him like this. He almost started moving right away, but managed to stop since he was fully in the boy, chest heaving up and down quickly. "Fuck." He heard himself whisper heatedly. "You feel so good."

Would things have been different if David knew that Kevin was Sam's fuck buddie? Would he be doing this now if he knew that Sam and Kevin have had sex before and probably would have today if the mix up hadn't occured? Kevin thought that the man would want to stop if he knew. Kevin didn't want this to stop. He wanted it so badly that it hurt. He knew that David would be an amazing lover as soon as he saw him. He just had that air about him that turned Kevin on instantly. Not to mention he was drop dead gorgeous.

At the swift, unpreped entry Kevin had touse what strength he had to supress a loud cry. It felt so damn good. Oh God. The man was big and he took kevin completely raw. It should heart but Kevin was loving this. "Ah~!" The sound escaped but he closed his mouth before it got to loud. "Oh David.." He moaned. He was sure the man would like to hear his name moaned like this. So he did it again. "David...Oh God...You're big." His arm reached to grab for the man but he found that his legs were over David's shoulder, leaving him no place to cling.

David wasn't moving. Why wasn't he moving? Kevin didn't WANT time to adjust. "Please...move. Move." He begged, trying to push his hips down onto David more. He needed to be fucked NOW. (blech..short x.x)

He was sure, as the boy moaned his name like that, that he'd hurt Kevin he would have had to, taking him dry like this, no preparation whatsoever, but to his amazement, it didn't sound like a pained cry whatsoever. Just that Kevin was in the thereos of passion, much like he was. Oh, this was turning out better then he even could have hoped, even though he shouldn't have been hoping such an indecent thing, this was wrong on so many different levels. He knew enough to know that, but at the same time, there was no way he was even going to think about stopping right now.

He wanted him to move, apparently, the way he was begging and moaning like that. So David put one large hand down on the couch, to give himself leverage, moving about a little, and guided the boy's hands to his naked sides, so he'd have something to hold on to once he did start moving. He heaved a few heavy breathes then, knowing once he started, he wouldn't get the time to breathe like this, so may as well do it now.

Then he started in. It wasn't slow, careful thrusts either, but he doubted the boy would give a shit, not the way he'd been asking to be fucked. He pulled almost entirely out only to ram himself back into that small body with a good deal of force, keeping up almost a bruising pace, easily able to touch and push on the boy's prostrate due to his size, and as this went on, his stray hand wandered down inbetween them and wrapped around the boy's member, he starting to jerk him off at the same pace as he was pounding him. Seemed as though he didn't want the youth to go unsatisfied either. That was one thing that made him a more considerate lover then his son, sometimes Sam got too into it and forgot all about Kevin. As this was going on, his lips were ravishing the boy's neck and throat, he biting here and there, but only on areas that could be covered up. After a little while, his lips came against the young man's in a hard and passionate way, slight grunts leaving him every so often.

Kevin felt like he died and had gone to heaven. A heaven where older, gogeous men fucked you senseless. Must be Hell. If such a heaven exsisted Kevin would join whatever extreme cult he had to to get there. This was all he could have hoped for. The way David treated him was unreal. It was like they'd been lovers all along instead of just a one night (or morning) stand. With Sam it was all about the moment and afterward it was brushed off. Sam sometimes focused on his own pleasure rather then Kevin's as well. It was distressing. David was perfect though.

Oh God. It was getting harder and harder not to scream. He griped the man's side tightly as he was fucked so hard. Sam didn't like it hard and hated to give it hard. David seemed to be in heaven as well. As he thrusted in and out Kevin's eyes squeezed shut and he bit down on his bottom lip. He couldn't scream. But "Oh God!!" He let out as his prostate was hit over and over. He wanted to scream badly. Whimpers mingled with his heavy moans as his neck was bitten. That would surely leave a mark.

When he was kissed he did his best to kiss back as deeply. It was a way to keep himself from screaming. The LAST thing they needed was Mrs. Miller to come down now. When they were in the middle of it. However the middle beganto rapidly turn to the end. Kevin couldn't take it any longer. He tore his mouth away and groaned madly. "David~!" The only real shout he made as he came hard into the man's hand and over their chests. SHit that felt good. It was like floating on fucking air.

The feeling of the young man's muscles tightening around him and the sounds of him trying to surpress his cries and failing at some points was almost enough to drive the older man insane. He managed to keep his wits about him throughout all of this, but he somewhat lost it when Kevin came. He cried out, only once, and it was a short, almost strangled kind of sound, almost like someone had went and cut off his air supply or something like that.

Feeling that hot liquid sprayed on his hands and sticking to their chests was the last straw. He could feel his own peak reached, and his fluids ran quickly into the young male's body, and his muscular form started to shudder, he almost felt like he was going to fall and pin the boy to the couch, crush him with his weight. However, after his heart had started its gradual slow down, he managed to pull his now limp member from the boy's hole, chest raising up and down quickly.

He didn't say anything for the moment, though he did let a hand raise, licking off the youth's juices from his hand, and then he bent over and his tongue lapped up what was on Kevin's chest as well, licking it up as though it was as sweet as sugar. Perhaps to him it was just as good, if not better then sugar. He watched the other's reaction as he did this, now sitting up, not yet making a moment to dress himself.

Kevin couldn't help but groan madly as he felt the other's seed spill inside of him. God it was an amazing feeling despite having this feeling before. Kevin was by no means a virgin but David was probably the best lover he'd ever had. Sam did not measure up here in more than one catagory. Sam didn't like the feeling of come on him and often ran away as soon as Kevin came to clean up. If he was the one being fucked he'd request that Kevin not come inside him. It was annoying that, even though Sam called them lovers, they didn't always act like it. It was strange to think but Sam was being replaced by his father.

It was an even more shock when David began to clean him up with his tongue. Kevin watches with wide, lust fillled eyes as David's amazing mouth cleaned both of them up. As reassurance that Kevin was enjoying it he whimpered lightly. Soft, pleading noises that David would not stop and they changed to saddened whimpers when he did finally sit back. Kevin's eyes met his for a moment before the young male sat up as well. He leaned in and kissed David firmly on the lips.

His hands grasped the man's strong shoulders as he was determined to keep this kiss for a good while. When it did finally break he pulled back slowly, keeping his face close to David's he repeated his earlier thought. "You're the best lover I've ever had. Please tell me this won't be the last time we're together like this."

It was obvious the young man enjoyed what had went on, and why wouldn't he have? He immensly enjoyed it himself, even though now that his senses were coming back, he knew how inappropiate and wrong most people would consider what he'd just done. Hell, some would go as far as to call it rape. If anyone could have seen how the kid was acting most probably wouldn't call it that then, but as far as that went, only he'd witnessed it, and if they didn't believe him, then maybe they would think he'd just forced himself on the teen, which was something David wouldn't do, but some might disagree with that, there were plenty that thought gay and even bi individuals were no better then child molesters, he knew that.

He couldn't help it when those sweet lips met his, he returned the kiss in the same kind of way, sucking lightly on those lips, unable to get enough of the way he tasted. He wrapped his arms around that lithe body, a slight sigh of satisfcation escaping through his nostrils, eyes hooding a good bit when he listened to what the young man murmured, and really, he wasn't sure what to say to him.

He pulled away after a moment, and started to slowly dress, piling Kevin's clothes in front of him so he could put them on as well. He was debating whatever or not he should offer him use of the bathroom in case he wanted to shower. Would probably be the best, wouldn't it? He ran a large hand through his hair after he'd finished dressing, and peered down at the young man. He didn't say whatever or not he was thinking about having the boy again in this kind of way, but he looked him in the eyes and said, "Now, this stays between us, right?"

Kevin liked that David seemed eager about the kiss. He liked that the man was kssing back and pulling him close. It made Kevin's arms leave his shoulders and wrap around the other's neck. He'd broken the kiss to speak and he regretted his question now. He really did. Because David pulled away. Why? Did he feel bad? Was this going to be a one night (Or mid day) stand? Kevin didn't want that. He ddin't want to think that David was done with him. He did't want to think that this was to be their last time together. Kevin couldn't live without him. He needed to have that again.

He watched David dress with mixed emotions. It was a shame to watch him put his clothes on. David had such a nice body. He hoped that one day after they had sex they could snuggle up under some blankest nude and Kevin could feel that gorgeous body against him. He would LOVE that. His image of their night together was a beautiful one. Maybe they could sneak off somewhere. To like a cabin or hotel somewhere. They culd snuggle and kiss all afternoon and finally when the sun set have the best sex of their lives and then lay there holding each other tight. Kevin even dare prayed that he could travel with him That would be WONDERFUL.

"Oh yeah. Of course." Kevin smiled and pressed another kiss to his lips. "Uh...could I have a towel or something? If I stand up come is gonna leak out of my ass. I need to clean up." A shower would have been great. A shower with David would have been even better. Kevin had to stop thinking that or he'd get another erection.

Well, his wife was sleeping soundly enough, besides, they had showers in both their upstairs and downstairs bathrooms. "Here. Follow me, you can take a shower." He said, soon walking through the living room. He'd have to stand up, though, probably, to be able top get to the bathroom in the first place. He then moved through the fancy looking dining room and came to a door. He opened the door, showcasing a small bathroom. Even though it was on the little side, it held everything anyone would need, a shower, a toilet, and the cabinents below the sink contained towels. David thought it would only be appropiate he provide him with the facilities needed to clean up, it had been mostly his fault he needed a shower anyway. If only he would have had more self control..

He ran a hand through his hair, trying not to think about it, but the troubled look on his face probably gave away well enough that was unease on his mind, maybe even in his heart. He was sure that this didn't go deep enough for that, but he didn't want it to ever evolve into that, this situation was grave enough as it was already, but with any luck, perhaps he'd be able to get out of it unscathed, as would the boy, as long as he kept his promise and never, ever mentioned it..

He waited for the youth to walk past him and shut the door. "The towels are underneath the basin." He added softly, just standing there. The thought of him joining him in the shower did enter his mind, but he tried his best to ignore it. If there was anything he really didn't need to do, that was it, but the mere thought was tempting as all hell. Damn it, and he thought that perhaps this one time would rid him of all of those sorts of ideas, but of course, that wasn't how it worked, it had just given him more..

That was good. Kevin might have been nervous about having to go upstairs to shower. It might wake the lady of the house. Of course, as previously stated, she was about at sharp as rubber ball. She could walk in on her husband in the shower with her son's best friend and remind David to wash behind his ears. It was amazing what that woman could walk in on and not quite grasp what was going on. Kevin, still, wanted to shower with David even if they had gone up stairs. So down stairs made it better. They could. Maybe even have sex in the shower. Kevin had to push that thought away. He didn't need another erection now.

Gathering his clothes he hurried along after David to the tiny bathroom. It was small but it would do. He just needed to rinse off and get all this semen and saliva off him. It was kinda sticky feeling but he didn't really care all that much. He'd enjoyed it so much that a little cum on his torso was a small price to pay. David wouldn't have to worry about him telling. He wanted this to keep happening so he would keep this to himself and take it to the grave. He wouldn't mind if they fell in love either. He was gonna be eighteen in a couple years and then they could have all the sex they wanted. He couldn't wait.

Once inside the bathroom Kevin placed his folded clothes on the back of the toilet. his eyes cut to the cabnit where the towels were and he nodded, not really caring about the towels right now. His goal was to seduce the man into the shower with him. He stepped a little closer so they were standing a few inches apart. "How about shower with me? You're just as messy as I am." One fingure ran along his abs where the cum coated him. Kevin had gotten them to have sex before so showering together would be fairly easy since David already looked like he wanted to get in with him.

Damn, Kevin had a point there. He would need to clean up, and the logical thing to do would of course, be to do it right now. That way there would be no questions from his wife. Not that he expected her to suspect anything anyway, but stranger things had happened. "Yeah, that's..probably a good idea." The elder male said quietly, and his mouth opened, his tongue darting across bottom lip slowly. Hell, this was bad, he could really get in trouble for this! So why did he suddenly feel like an insatiable teenage boy again?

His eyes dropped as he watched that finger make his way across his chest.. He took a slightly deep breath, trying to will away the thoughts that were flooding his mind. The boy couldn't possibly want another go, he'd be too sore for that, right? He tried to content himself with that thought, but could feel his length harden just a little. With any luck Kevin wouldn't notice, but he somehow didn't think that was going to happen..

He stepped past Kevin, his teeth clenching as his groin brush against Kevin a little, he now in the shower. He bent down, probably giving the boy a very nice view if he was watching, turning on the shower, adjusting the water so it would be nice and warm, maybe even somewhat hot. He glanced at the door, remembering he'd locked it. Good--in case anything happened at least no one could walk in unannouced. He then turned his head, eyes locking on the youth now.

Of course Kevin had a point. He would say anything to get David in with him. They would be soaking wet and steamy from the warm shower and it would only turn them on more. Maybe they wouldn't have to fuck again but there was more they could do. And, this the sound of the shower drowning them out, they could stand to be a little louder. If Rose did wake she would only hear the shower downstairs running. He didn't have to know the sound of the shower was covering the sound of hot man on boy sex. So, there was really nothing to worry about. They could fool around more and enjoy themselves. Kevin was up for whatever David was willing to give.

He had a sixth sense for arousal. Kevin could tell that David was getting turned on even if it was only a little. It was a start. He was throughly enjoying the view the man gave him when he bent over and it took all his self control to keep his hands to himself. He would have loved to reached out and touched him. Then he turned and their gazes met. Kevin's breath caught in his throat for a moment as he stared into the eyes of his much older lover. He had to remind himself that breathing was good if he wanted to live and experience David over and over.

Kevin stepped forward, sliding his arms up around David's neck and pressed himself against him. Save it for the shower? Nah! He wanted a little action before getting in. Mostly kissing. Which is why after a moment of simple bodily contact he leaned up and kissed him firmly on the lips. Kevin loved David's kiss. It was so much different from Sam's and all the other boys' kisses. It was so much better.