Ours, Chapter 10

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Holy shit. Nic stared wide-eyed at the scoreboard. Did they just win the game? Did he just win the game? Nic didn’t have long to figure it out before the rest of his team ran in, slamming him from all sides as they jumped and hollered.

“Oh my god babe, you did it!” Amy ran towards him as he approached the sideline, planting a big kiss on his lips. “That was amazing!”

“That was pretty great,” Nic said as he ended his liplock with Amy and looked over her shoulder, seeing Derek, Tricia, Cory, and Stephanie on the other side of a barrier.

“Guys!” Nic walked towards them with Amy in tow. “Did you see-?”

“Yeah man, of course we saw!” Derek practically shouted back, half-laughing at Nic’s stupor. “You won the damn game man!”

“It was awesome, Nic.” Tricia added.

“We’re headed to my place to get set up for the party,” Derek was having to yell louder over the noise of the crowd. “See you there?”

“Yeah man, we’ll be there,” Nic waved them off, letting them get out before the crowd became too overwhelming. As he turned, he saw his family waiting for him as well, and he turned to Amy. “Wanna ride there together?”

“Of course!” Amy smiled. “Go talk to your parents. I’ll meet you outside the locker room later.”

Nic walked over, barely able to hear anything his dad was trying to tell him as he approached. It was at that moment that Nic’s teammates decided to grab him and hoist him in the air as they walked back to the locker room. He waved and half-shrugged at his family - he’d just have to talk to them later. This was going to be a fun night.

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Ours, Chapter 9

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Nic took another bite of his burger, his second one today. He was starving. There were only a few games left before the finals, and coach had been riding the entire team extra hard. Nic wasn’t worried - he knew they’d win - but he was worn out. He was really looking forward to the season being over.

“Getting to eat this nice is the only good thing about being this dead-ass exhausted.” Nic popped his head up to see one of his teammates, Taylor, sitting across from him eating his own burgers. Taylor was a was a big guy, easily over six feet tall and pushing 220 lbs. He had dirty blonde hair, with a big barrel chest, which made him perfect for his position of linebacker on the team. Nic had played with him since freshman year.

“Yeah, my mom’s been making all my favorite shit on the nights before and after a game.” Nic smiled at the thought. His mom was awesome.

“Lucky. My mom can’t cook for shit.” Taylor tore another bite from his burger. “Uthually juth end up ordering a couple of pithas.”

“I’ll be glad when it’s over… but I will miss all the food,” Nic said with feigned wistfulness.

Wordless, Taylor held out his burger to him in a ‘cheers’ motion as he continued to eat.

“The struggles of being a high school football player,” Derek teased, having watched their display silently for his own seat.

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Ours: Chapter 4

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Things seemed to fall in place easy enough over the next few weeks. The boys resumed their normal routine - school together in the mornings, hanging out together, and studying. The only difference now was that sometimes, Cory would find himself either on his knees or his back when either Derek or Nic required some ”service“ from him.

Blowjobs around school were not uncommon, one of the boys hustling Cory into a bathroom or other spot where they knew they could get some privacy. Cory’s oral skills had only improved after so much practice, and he now felt fairly adept in his ability to swallow down cock. His gag reflex was still a little bit of a problem, but it really only affected him these days when Nic or Derek really wanted to fuck his face, and he found that he didn’t really mind it that much anyway.

Cory’s other hole had gotten it’s fair share of training as well. It hadn’t happened at school yet, and Cory hoped it would stay that way. As hot as it was to think about, he had learned multiple times over the previous week just how…involved getting fucked was. He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but that night at the cabin was a total fluke. Between the lube, the stretching, figuring out positions, finding places to even do it, and oh god the mess…it almost wasn’t worth it.

(It was definitely worth it.)

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Ours: Chapter 3

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“Oww.”

The whine came from Cory in the center of the bed. Cory, who had been on the receiving end of two very rough fuckings last night. Who lost his virginity last night.

“Heh, pretty sore, huh boy?” Derek was already awake.

So was Nic, but neither had quite felt up to actually getting out of bed just yet. Getting up meant having to pack. All of their parents were expecting them home before dinner. They had school tomorrow.

“Yes sir,” was mumbled into a pillow.

It was still the morning, earlier then when they had gotten up yesterday. They probably had a couple of hours to putter around before they needed to get on the road. Derek stretched his legs from his spot behind Cory, making sure to give his ass a good grind with his morning wood before swinging his legs to the floor. He walked over to the kitchen.

“Come on. I bought bacon and eggs just for today,” he spoke as he pulled out a couple of pans for the stove.

“Duuuuuuude, you’re the best,” was Nic’s reaction, also mumbled into a pillow.

Eventually the smell of cooking bacon was too much, and both boys migrated from the bed to the small table, eyes still heavy. Neither boy was particularly a morning person, but Derek somehow was always able to wake up easily. Cory hissed slightly as he sat, his sore hole a thorough reminder of the previous night’s activities. Once they finished cooking, Derek brought over two large plates, one filled with bacon and the other scrambled eggs. Nic and Cory reached automatically for a piece of bacon before even grabbing a plate.

“Fuck,” Cory hissed again as his butt returned to his seat, bacon in hand. “My ass is so fucking sore.”

“Yeah…sorry about that boy. Wish I had something to tell ya but…you’re just gonna be sore for a couple of days,” Derek informed him. “Probably want to avoid eating anything spicy the next few days…” He smirked, biting into his own piece of bacon.

“So,” he continued, “we should probably talk about what things are going to be like once we get back home.”

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Daddy D, Part 5

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The holidays were over, but Daddy D and I still found ourselves unable to meet up regularly at either of our homes. A combination of roommates and busy schedules forced us to make do with what we could, leading to a lot of dirty pics and texts being sent back and forth. I became particularly fond of expanding my jockstrap collection and showing it off for him. All the while we checked for any openings in our schedules for us to get together.

Eventually, we lucked out and found a good night for the two of us to meet up. Both of our places were still unavailable though.It looked like we were going to have another fun night in a park together. Daddy sent me the address of a place nearby, and I hopped in my car that night to meet him.As I pulled into the parking lot, I could see it was a pretty innocuous looking park. It had all your usual trappings: some pavilions, a baseball field, playground. Then, further back, was a forest with a number of trails people could go on for walks. Not exactly like the trails from some of my camping adventures, but I’m sure they’ve seen their fair share of action.

I sat in my car for a few minutes until I saw Daddy park his own. I walked over and hopped in the passenger seat. We weren’t going anywhere, I just wanted to make out a little. Once we were done, we stepped out and made our way over towards the park proper.

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Daddy D, Part 2

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Part 3
Part 4
Part 5


It was a couple of days after my evening with Daddy D. Since then we had been texting almost constantly, lots of pictures and dirty talk, the usual stuff. However, we were unable to meet up again as both of our places continued to be unavailable.

We weren’t going to let a silly thing like that stop us though.

We decided we would meet downtown. There are a few places there we could have some privacy, at least to walk around and talk. Nothing inappropriate of course, just innocently spending time together…

A nice, if not chilly, evening, I arrived downtown and parked before looking around for Daddy’s car. Once I spotted it I hopped in – we wanted some privacy after all, I just needed a place to keep my car for a few hours. We drove away from the skyscrapers and into a neighborhood. Daddy found a good secluded spot and parked, and we both got out to walk around a small lake nearby.

We strolled around the lake together. It was the early evening, the sun had just gone down and the streetlights were just turning on. As we walked, Daddy pulled a blunt from his pocket and lit it, and we passed it back and forth as we told each other stories from our pasts. He told me about what it was like in high school for him, while he was still in the closet. He was an athlete, which meant having to fuck a lot of girls. Hearing about that only made him hotter. Something about that “straight” guy mystique.

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dom-writes-old:
“ Visited the picnic table featured in “Jay” this weekend.
Aahh, memories…
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dom-writes-old:

Visited the picnic table featured in “Jay” this weekend.

Aahh, memories…

Jay

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One fall, and I was spending the weekend at a local gay campground. If you’ve never been to a gay campground, I highly recommend it! Especially the ones that are clothing optional. Which, if you know me, you’ll know that this was one of those places. In addition to all your standard camping accommodations, they also had a pool and a few bars on the grounds. There’s also the forest trails and an afterhours “club” which are basically just covers for people to hook up.

I had just gotten out of the pool to refresh my drink and use the bathroom. As I got back in to rejoin my friends, someone callS out to me. Well, I kinda assume they mean me, since it was just a “hey.” Turning to look I see a cute, caramel-skinned cub smiling at me. I smile back and decide my friends could wait for me just a little longer. I sidle over to his side of the pool where he and one of his friends were hanging out.

We make introductions and I can tell that the cub, Jay, is a little tipsy. Not drunk by any means, but his smile has a hint of that goofiness you see in someone who’s feeling a little buzzed. He tells me he thinks I’m very cute, and I tell him he’s cute right back. He’s a little bigger than me, with tan skin all over. Short brown hair and a nice scruffy face, and that face is just adorable. His friend isn’t half bad either.

I can feel the alcohol doing its job as we flirt back and forth. There’s a little touching and some minor groping, but we keep it PG for now. As PG as you can while being naked and half erect in a pool, I guess. Eventually though, I needed to get back to my friends. Before I left, Jay, his friend, and I made plans to get together in just a little while. They tell me the location of their campsite, and we decide that I’ll meet them there later. Then, we will walk down to the trails together and…see what happens. I swim back over to my friends, cute bears in their own right, but with my mind still mostly occupied with Jay and the things I wanted to do to him.

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