Part 4 (The Conclusion)

The staring match continued for a few more seconds. Finally Shane knew he had his answer.

“Taylor, I think, no I know I owe you an apology. I am sorry and I hope you won’t hold it against me, so can we be friends?” Shane held out his hand for Taylor to shake.

Taylor felt relieved as Shane spoke. He saw the twinkle in those eyes now, and he reached out to shake Shane’s hand. “Yeah sure, look sorry if you mistook my looks, okay, but really I am very happy with what I have, so no hard feelings?”

“No, no hard feelings Taylor, but I think you and I should go rustle up some coffee and maybe have a little chat, if you don’t mind. I think I can say you might enjoy what I have to say.”

“Shane, I don’t mind some coffee, but come on, don’t we have this all settled? I really am not interested in you.”

 

“Taylor, that isn’t what I have to discuss with you. Come on, let’s get the coffee and hear me out; and if you don’t like what I have to say, well, then that will be the end of it, okay?”

 

“Well, alright, but nothing you can say is going to change my mind. Really, I am happy and I don’t whore around.”

 

“That I am sure of, okay, so come on let’s grab some coffee.”

He walked towards the kitchen area and waited for Taylor to follow.

Cody curled up as he felt the heat from the fire fill the room once again. A small smile displayed around his mouth as he drifted back off to sleep. He was feeling pretty happy and thoughts of him and Taylor flooded his brain as sleep came once more to him.

Taylor and Shane sat by the kitchen drinking coffee and watching the snow falling outside. Shane did most of the talking.  At first Taylor was stunned, then as his brain absorbed the words and their meanings, he realized that it would work. He looked at Shane very differently now as the dawn made its weak appearance in the sky.

The snow kept falling but it was lessening and they could tell that they might be able to leave the cabin later on in the day, providing the plows got out. Shane decided he would go and check at the cafe later on.  Taylor watched him return to the bedroom and he grabbed a sleeping bag and crawled next to Cody, placing the down bag over the two of them.

“You are a sweetie,” Cody murmured, as Taylor crawled under the bag.

Taylor was surprised that Cody spoke and he looked at him, laying there with the fire dancing off his face and saw the grin on his face. He knew that Cody had been awake during his talk and he realized that Cody had trusted in him doing the right thing. He reached across and hugged him hard.

“I love you,” he whispered and lay his head down on the shoulder of Cody and drifted off to sleep.

Brad sat in the back of the truck as they slowly moved up the mountain road. The plow ahead of them was going slow and he was bored. His ass still hurt from last night and he would toss the occasional glare at Shane.

He was not in a good mood and Cody and Taylor seemed to be doing nothing but talking with happy voices. It pissed him off and he vowed that he would put the screws to them once they got up to the resort, if they ever made it before the end of the year.

Shane kept going over his plan, and every now and then he would check out the smiling faces of Taylor and Cody in his mirror. It made him smile too.

After several hours of slow driving, they arrived at the mountain resort. The snow plow pulled up right in front of the main lodge and stopped. It looked like he was staying the night.  Shane managed to pull the truck over and sort of park it where he figured it would be out of the way. The place had a pristine look to it, and the lot didn’t look too full, with scattered cars all over, barely visible in the snow covered lot.

As the bell hop gathered their gear, Shane led them up to the front desk to check in. He found out that they expected the rest of the school students and officials up by the end of tomorrow, providing it didn’t snow in the meantime. Shane collected the keys and directions for the cabin.

In the lobby, they decided to grab something to eat while their gear was taken to their rooms. Shane could see the way Taylor looked at Cody as he had handed his room key to Cody.  On instinct, he told Taylor where their cabin was located making sure that Cody got the directions clearly. He winked at him as he strolled into the dining room behind Taylor.

The wind was starting to pick up and there were still small flakes of snow falling on the ground. Taylor managed to find the cabin and when he walked in he saw a spacious living room, a fire already roaring in the fireplace. He checked out to see a steaming hot tub out on the balcony, bubbling away as he explored the rest of the cabin. This was certainly a luxurious place, now if he could only figure out a way to get Cody here and make sure that Brad didn’t interfere, this would be ideal. He tossed his jacket down and went up to the bedroom to check it out. As he entered the room, he saw his stuff was all neatly placed at the foot of the bed. He started to check out the rest of the room when he stopped and went back to the foot of the bed. He counted the pieces and noticed that there were way too many bags to be just his. He looked closer and saw that Cody’s gear had also been left here. His heart leaped and he jumped as he heard a solid banging on the front door.

Taylor rushed down the stairs and flung open the door and standing there stamping his feet was Cody. He grinned as he walked in.

“How, I mean where is Brad?”

“Brad? If I didn’t know any better I would think you had a yen for him.”

Cody had a wicked smile on his face and, as he closed the door behind him, he reached around and grabbed Taylor and gave him a huge hug that lifted him off the floor. He swung him around in his arms a few times and laughed as he put him down.

“Man this is a hell of a place, like the layout?  Who you planning to entertain? Hmm?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

“Well, I have Brad Pitt coming over later, but I could delay him if you had someone else in mind?” Taylor quipped. He liked the way Cody was looking. He had on a pair of tight blue jeans, and there was no doubt that Cody had more than checking the room out on his mind, if that bulge was any indication.

“So, what you cooking outside? Having a barbecue or something?”

“No silly, it’s the hot tub? Hey, wanna go for a dip or you afraid of the cold?”

“Well, I could be persuaded; I suppose with the right inducement, any ideas on that?” he said as he looked out at the hot tub steaming.

Cody heard the front door lock click and the chain pulled across. He smiled to himself as he turned around, his hands already undoing his shirt buttons to see that Taylor had his own shirt undone and was starting to throw it off as he walked back to him. He smiled as he took his shirt off, his chest bare to the warm cabin air. He waited for Taylor, his eyes taking in the tall blonde’s chest, the way his arms moved and the way his pecs were defined. He still had a bit of a tan left from the summer, or maybe he used one of those lamps, but his skin was a nice brown, not a pasty white, and he could see the faint blond hairs running around his belly button. He also saw the look in the blue eyes as he walked up to Cody.

“Just what will it take there stranger to persuade you? Anything I might have that would convince you to join me in that hot tub over there?”  Taylor said in a soft voice as he stood about two feet away from Cody, his hands gently rubbing his flat bronzed stomach, his other hand, going up and down the inside of his right leg.   “Well, Mr., any ideas ?” he teased as his right hand moved across the obvious bulge in his own faded blue jeans.

Cody smiled as he watched Taylor try to excite him. It was working too as he could feel his own cock rise and push out at his jeans. There was something about Taylor, the blond hair, the blue eyes, or the unbelievable smile, but whatever it was, it made his heart flip and beat hard.

He could see that Taylor was waiting for his answer, and instead of further banter, he leapt forward, grabbing Taylor into his arms, and hugged him hard and then kissed him full on the lips, tasting him, and sending his whole body into a spasm. His breathing became shallow as he held onto the thin body, and he felt the way Taylor kissed him back that tonight would be another special night for them. He reached down and, with his hands firmly grasping Taylor’s firm butt, he pulled the blond into his own body, crushing their two crotches together. He could feel the hard bulge of Taylor pushing up against his leg and he could feel his own erect penis pushing into the unmoving flesh of Taylor’s leg. They kissed some more, enjoying holding each other. Sparks seemed to pass between them as they circled the room, in each other’s arms.

They finally stopped their spiral dance at the patio doors. In unison they both glanced out at the steaming hot tub, and they could see two large towels by the door handle. With out any hesitation or communication, they split apart, and in less than a minute the two were naked and dashing outside to jump into the steaming water.

The cold air blasted at them sending their body hair into wild dances as they dashed for the hot tub. Taylor was starting to shiver as he plunged into the hot water feeling the heat penetrate his cold body. Right behind him was Cody, who sank down as soon as his feet entered the water. He sat down with the hot water up to his neck. He reached out to bring Taylor close to him, and he kissed Taylor, wrapping his hand in the flowing blond hair.

Cody pulled Taylor towards him, a firm grip on his hair as he kissed him hard and deep. His tongue pushed apart Taylor’s firm lips as it entered the warmth of his mouth. His other hand roamed down the front of Taylor’s wet chest, and was tenderly rubbing the flat stomach, under the hot water. He could feel a jet of water pulsating near his back as he sat down in the tub holding Taylor in his grip. He could feel Taylor’s answering touch, the way he moved his hands around his head, ruffling his dark locks, one hand holding him firmly along his back, pulling him into his own body. The water swirled around them, tiny bubbles of white dancing around their locked bodies, as they kissed.

Taylor slowly let his body slip down into a sitting position inside the swirling water. He rested his butt on the firm stretched out legs of Cody, and his fully hard and erect penis was floating under the water, moving to the motion of the water, and every now and then it touched Cody’s own hard cock, moving to the water’s motion. Each touch made him wince, made his heart skip a beat, and made his breathing laboured. Taylor moved in closer, hoping to feel more of Cody’s moving penis.

Large gentle snow flakes started to fall and the steam rose from the hot water to quickly melt the new falling flakes. They seemed to be floating, and their eyes saw only a pale flash of white with each falling flake. Cody kissed Taylor under his neck, his hand now gently feeling around the pubic hairs of Taylor. The swirling water made his fully erect penis sway under the surface, and he touched the hot penis of Taylor every few seconds, making him tremble with excitement. His own breathing was becoming more rapid with each passing second and each kiss. He could feel the hot steamy water touch his mouth as he kissed Taylor’s shoulder.

Taylor’s hands moved down and up Cody’s back. He could feel the muscles there, tightening with each pass of his hands. His own body was aching now, not from strain but from pure desire. His heart started to skip every other beat, his head was getting dizzy.

Taylor could feel his whole body aching with desire as Cody played with his stiff cock under the hot water. He wanted to be taken, and his own hands, running along the back of Cody were tormenting his own desires. He needed Cody and he moaned softly as Cody kissed the nape of his neck.

Cody was feeling hot, and not from the steaming water, but from Taylor’s movements. Each touch of that hot cock by his own sent jolts through his spine. As his hand touched the hot thick cock shaft of Taylor his whole body shook. A deep tremor rushed throughout his whole body and he leaned back.

Taylor reached down with his hands to firmly grip Cody’s warm ass cheeks. The touch of the flesh against his own hands made him groan and he knew he needed Cody to take him. He moved up, forcing Cody’s hands out from between his crotch.

He released his own grip on Cody, and pushed his hands to his front. Wrapping his hand around the thick throbbing cock of Cody, he lifted himself up, moving his upper body unto Cody’s, forcing him back against the tub side.

With the cock held firmly in his hand, he pushed it down slightly, so it slid under his raised hips and ass. Cody, seeing and feeling the ass of Taylor brush past his cock, slid his body down so his cock was now right under Taylor’s upraised ass.

He placed his own hands down the side and reached around Taylor’s leg to grip his own thick hard cock. Cody brought his knees up and he could feel his cock slide upwards, his hips slightly raised and he felt Taylor sit down, his ass resting on the hard cock head.

The water swirled around the two naked bodies, and time seemed to stand still. Cody looked up into Taylor’s blue eyes, saw the desire and yearning in them, and with a sudden push upwards and yank down, on Taylor’s hips, he drove his hard erect penis straight up into the waiting asshole.

Taylor yelled as the huge cock penetrated his asshole, pushing aside his muscles’ resistance, and drove hard inside him. He could feel his ass reel from the sudden penetration; his breath blew out of him, as if he had been suddenly struck in the stomach. He leaned forward, his long blond hair falling down around his face, the ends falling against Cody’s face.

He added his own weight to the pull, forcing his aching ass down onto the throbbing cock. He felt the muscles inside his hole give as the hot dick pushed inwards spreading his insides wide open.

Cody felt the resistance inside Taylor weaken as his cock drove hard and deep inside the warm wet velvet tunnel of Taylor’s hole. He could feel his head spinning with the strain, as his heart was pounding. The roar in his head was from the rapid fire beats of his heart.

Taylor still couldn’t catch his breath. He was moving his hips around trying to twist the huge cock inside him. He groaned loudly into Cody’s ear as his head was almost on his shoulder. His hair was covering them both, and he had his head arched as the cock pushed in harder.

Cody had his eyes closed as he thrust up then down with his hips. He could feel the warmth enveloping his cock with each thrust, and he could feel the hard muscles holding his cock with each thrust. The steam was rising around them like a wreath of white, with a more brilliant white of odd shapes floating inside.

Taylor was grunting, groaning, and moaning. His whole body started to shake and his motion seemed to get faster with each passing second. He couldn’t believe the pressure he felt deep inside his ass, as he continued to try and swallow the whole cock in his ass, trying to force it up and through his rear up to his throat.

Brilliant flashes of green crossed his face, and he reached up with his head, trying to catch the floating yellow explosions as he thrust up and in. His cock was sending him wave after wave of pure electricity with each inch that traveled upwards. His breathing was laboured as he increased his motion.

His body was rocking on top of Cody’s. His whole body seemed to be on a mission, one of draining the huge organ inside him. He reached down with his two hands to grab hold of Cody’s face, and he rubbed the cheeks, then moved one hand down to rest it on the sunken chest, under the swirling water.

Cody felt Taylor’s hand roaming across his face, he flicked his tongue out, tasting one of Taylor’s hard fingers, and then he reached back with his own hands, one grabbing hold of the flinging hips, another reaching in front to find the pumping penis. He wrapped his own hand around Taylor’s enormous bulging dick, feeling the heat, squirting the hot water from around it, as he started to slide his hand up and then down the long thick throbbing shaft, up to the bopping head, feeling it get hotter and thicker.

Cody’s balls were moving up, slapping now against his own hard pounding cock as he started his own small tidal wave. Water was being pushed fast and away from the two pounding bodies. His breathing came rapid; his heart beat was now a jet engine at full pitch. A constant stream of moans escaped his mouth as his eyes flashed visions of golden streaks across. His hand gripped the throbbing dick with a death grip as it pulled and pushed in unison with his body’s thrusts.

Taylor urged his ass to move faster, He was trying to push and pull the huge throbbing cock in further, he wanted to drive it in deeper and each time his ass hit Cody’s upward moving crotch, he pushed down harder, desperate for the huge cock to get deeper. His whole body was trembling from the motion and from the pressure of the thick cock inside his tight asshole. His eyes could no longer focus, sweat poured down his forehead, dropping on to Cody’s face, as he thrust down harder, and harder.

His head was arched back, straining his neck muscles as he gripped the huge cock in one hand, the other now dug firmly into Taylor’s side, trying to pull it down even harder. His cock was digging deep into the warm wet hole, spreading the legs, spreading the muscles inside, digging deeper with each hard thrust. Wave after wave of pure energy kept rushing up from his dick to travel throughout his whole body. He could feel his legs quivering under the swirling water.

Taylor was moaning with each push inwards of the huge cock. He could feel it travel through his asshole; he could even feel the thick vein under it beat as Cody’s body sent more and more blood to fill the greedy cock. His own cock was trembling from the hard hold that Cody’s hand had on it. He could feel his balls reach up, and slap the hand with each pull, and then slap the hard firm stomach with each downward push of his hips. His head started to roll from side to side.

Cody was barely holding on, his body was getting faint as every drop of his red blood was being rushed to his enormous cock, now buried deep into Taylor’s firm ass. His legs were no longer registering any feelings as blood poured out towards the cock, as it demanded more and more. His balls ached and his throat was dry and hoarse from his moans, his tongue licking his lips every other second, as he could feel the tight inner muscles gripping his thick throbbing cock as it pushed deeper inside.

His whole body shuddered as his balls slammed down into the wet pubic hairs of Cody’s crotch. His cock jerked within the firm grasp of Cody’s hand. A loud cry of pure joy escaped his lips as his body continued to shudder. Wave after wave of hot cum came flooding out the throbbing penis. It shot through the hot steamy water, splattering against Cody’s chest. Taylor threw his head back as his body jerked with each explosion from his cock. His face became white as the blood drained from it.

As his cock jerked hard within Cody’s hand, he drove his hips down onto the firm body beneath him. His legs clenched inwards, digging into Cody’s thighs, squeezing his body and holding it firmly in their hold. His cock jerked hard, again and again, as he spurted his sweet cum. Load after load of the white creamy milk splattered against the dark chest hairs of Cody. Taylor’s body was trembling from the force of his explosion, every muscle was tight and wound. He started to sway on top of Cody, as his body lost its control.

Cody felt the sudden pressure on his crotch and around his huge cock. He could feel the velvet innards of Taylor’s hole close around his cock, increasing its grip on the thick pole. He felt the sudden splatter of hot cum against his chest. He groaned as his balls shot up, banging hard against his body and he could feel a small rumble start in his legs and arms. He could feel it grow as it ran down and up, heading for his crotch. He started to tremble as the shuddering convulsion ran faster towards his aching groin.

Cody moved both of his hands down to grip the firm flesh of Taylor’s hips. His one hand released the still jerking cock, sticky sweet cum around its fingers. His breathing was shallow and laboured as he gripped the warm flesh, digging his fingers into the skin.

He was thrashing now, the whole body shuddering as he shoved his hips upwards in one last tremendous effort. His throbbing long cock shot upwards one last time, reaching inwards, pushing aside the gripping velvet muscles, and dove upwards, as if reaching for Taylor’s throat.

With his whole body shaking, he couldn’t focus. Every drop of blood drained from every extremity to join the throbbing cock. His thick vein, under his cock shaft was pulsating wildly as more and more blood came rushing through it to the bulging cock head. His head thrust backwards, his chest arced forward, his legs dropped to the bottom of the hot tub as his hips pushed upwards. Cody yelled out loud now as his balls struck hard the ass cheeks. His body gave one final shudder and he could feel the warm cum flowing from his balls, through his throbbing cock shaft, and now pushing out into the eagerly waiting asshole. He felt his milk pour out and up into the dark velvet tunnel. He felt Taylor’s body shuddering as the hot cum went flying up inside his ass.

Taylor’s hands flew down; they gripped Cody’s legs hard, as he arched himself backwards. His head no longer slumped forward but now arched backwards trying to reach Cody’s feet. The hot steaming water swirled around his stomach as he leaned back and pushed down with his hips. He could feel the torrent of blood filling the huge cock and then he felt the sudden jerk of the cock head as the blood had done its job. It surrounded the now pouring cock as the sweet milk of Cody came flooding out into his waiting asshole. He groaned as he felt the hot liquid deep inside his hole, way up inside his body, and for a second, he was sure he could taste the sweet milk at the back of his throat, as his legs crushed Cody’s hips, his hands pulled at them, and his own ass muscles tightened even further.

Cody’s hand went flying outwards, sending even more water racing towards their two naked bodies. He yelled as his cock spurted its milk deep into Taylor’s body. He felt himself slowly sinking as his whole body trembled with the release of his load of hot cum. His head rolled lifeless as his muscles surrendered to the moment. His legs could no longer support the body it held, and laid floating in the water, spread wide open.

He could feel the hot milk reach its peak distance, and now came rolling back down the velvety tunnel of Taylor’s asshole.  He could feel the sticky cream splash back against his cock head, covering it, and then covering the huge quaking cock shaft, as it came flooding backwards, down the tunnel, down to his balls.

With one last shudder, his cock, in an effort to stem the tide, gave one last jerk and one last load of cum came trickling out of the exhausted penis, barely making its way out and it joined the rolling wave of cum sliding down the softening cock.

Cody was panting as his last shot of cum was slowly dripping down his softening cock. He could feel the muscles inside Taylor’s ass soften as well, as they started to release their death grip on his exhausted penis. He felt Taylor’s body settle on his, and Taylor now leaned forward, his chest resting on Cody’s, his head now resting on top of his own. He could feel the warm breath of Taylor on his eyes, and he could tell that he was gradually regaining his rhythm.

Slowly, his cock was going limp and he felt Taylor’s body start to slide down. His cock slipped out as the hot water still swirled around them, soaking them, easing the pain and helping his muscles relax. He felt an enormous amount of love and he tilted his head back to feel the long wet hair of Taylor slide down, and he reached up, kissing Taylor’s chin.  A last shudder went through Taylor at the touch of Cody’s lips.

Taylor slid down and then off of Cody’s spent body. His own body was utterly exhausted. He had one arm around the strong, broad shoulders of Cody as they lay there. Large snow flakes were falling from the sky, being swirled up and around by the escaping steam from the water. A white froth of bubbles still bobbed and burbled as they lay there, each one slowly catching his own breath.  The heavy breathing was becoming less and they could hear the wind blowing through the trees, and slowly were able to see the outline of the forest and the mountain peaks between the falling snow flakes.

Taylor snuggled into Cody’s body, his head nestled in the crook of his shoulder as snow fell all around them. He held on to Cody, feeling at peace. Every few seconds he raised his face and gave Cody a kiss on the cheek, then quickly slid back into the hot water. Cody was relaxed, enjoying a peaceful calm. It was something he had never felt before, never so intense, so satisfying. With each kiss that Taylor gave him, he would smile and just sort of sigh. It was as close to his idea of utopia as was possible for him.

Cody never really had much, certainly nothing that would allow him the luxury of staying in some fancy resort cabin that was more like a palace, at least as far as he was concerned. The thing was, here he was doing just that, and with someone who made him feel so peaceful, so warm, so loved. He reached down and messed Taylor’s matted hair and smiled at the soft face as it looked up at him. He saw the love and compassion sparkling in the blue eyes and he reached down and kissed him deeply on the lips.

“I am definitely hooked on you Taylor,” he softly whispered.

“I know, and I, well, I can’t put into words how wonderful you make me feel. So it’s mutual,” Taylor replied softly and almost as if he were drifting off to sleep.

“Guess we should get inside before we are snowed in.”

“Yeah, I guess, it is just, well Cody, I don’t want to leave. It feels so nice to lay here with the steam whirling around, the water and the way it feels, just sitting here with you; it is so natural, so what I always thought it would be like.”

“I know what you mean. It just feels so right, but if we stay out here much longer we are gonna get a cold, and then that wouldn’t be much fun; besides, I am a rotten patient!”

After much discussion, a few extra long kisses and hugs, they decided to make a run for the cabin. Together they jumped out of the hot tub, feeling the brisk cold winter air across their naked bodies, and they ran full tilt for the cabin.

Laughing and shivering at the same time, they quickly made it inside where they both grabbed a towel to wrap around themselves. Taylor reached over and spun Cody into his arms, hugging him hard as the towels and heat of the cabin started to take the chill off.  Suddenly Taylor stopped and his arms fell to his side.

“How did you get in here?” he said in a startled voice.

Cody spun around as he saw the surprise look in Taylor’s face and heard his exclamation. As he turned, he saw standing by the fire a tall figure, dressed, with a wide grin on his face. He could tell that he was enjoying his unobstructed view of the two boys, their flesh glistening pink from their recent bath in the hot tub. Cody saw that the tall figure was definitely enjoying the view of their naked bodies and he grabbed the fallen towels, wrapping one around his middle and passing the other to Taylor.

“I didn’t hear your answer to Taylor’s question man! You want to tell us how you got into a locked cabin?” Cody added a touch of anger to his voice, one he used many times in the huddle. He saw it didn’t really register with their guest. What the hell was he up to? He certainly seemed to be more than what he presented himself to be.

The tall figure couldn’t help it, the scene in front of him made him chuckle and he smiled exposing a set of perfectly white teeth. He looked at the two boys, enjoying watching them try to cover themselves up and he shook his head as he continued to chuckle.

“Come on you two, you should know by now I am on your side.”

“Yeah, but how the fuck did you get in here?”

“Well, the point is I did get in, and at least you could be grateful that it was only me and not someone else, at least not for the time being. Door chains are useless, if you know how to unlock them, but in this case I used a key, and the back door.”

Shane was smiling as he answered and he almost burst out laughing as Taylor slapped his head as he realized that he forgotten the back door. Well, he just wasn’t used to cabins with back doors, but he should have known.

“So, you guys better hurry and get ready, the rest of the buses arrive shortly.”

“Well, we can skip the greetings. Taylor and I have other things planned.”

“What? Taylor, haven’t you explained it to him yet?” Shane asked incredulously.

“No, well I forgot and well, I’ll explain it to him while we get dressed.”

“Explain what? What the fuck is going on?”

“Trust me Cody; come on let’s go up and dress.”

Taylor smiled as he said that, his one hand holding the towel around his slender waist, the other now resting on Cody’s shoulder. A slight squeeze ended any further protests and the two managed to climb the stairs with some dignity, even though Cody kept trying to pull Taylor’s towel off.  Shane watched the antics of the two 18 year olds and wished he could have been that free with his feelings when he was their age.

“Taylor, what is this all about?”

 

“Well, that night at the cabin, Shane figured out a way that we can maybe get Brad out of our hair. You won’t have to, well you know.”

 

“Not really, but who is Shane? Why is he willing to help me and just what is his plan?”

 

“He works for my Dad, and well, he was able to kind of figure out that what happens to you, affects me; so that is why he is going to help, plus he really doesn’t like Brad and he thinks you are nice.”

 

“Isn’t that nice, but I still don’t get it Taylor. What kind of plan can he have that would get Brad to lay off?”

 

“Well, uh, it isn’t a plan to get Brad to lay off; it is more of a plan to get rid of him.”

 

“That sounds ominous, get rid of him?”

 

“Look, if you would quit grabbing my dick every two seconds and listened to me, you’d find out the whole plan!”

 

“Thought you liked me playing with your little boy down there!”

 

“Little boy? You keep touching it like that and it won’t be little for long!”

 

“So, is that a problem?”

 

“God you are a sex nut, is that all you ever think about?”

 

“Only when you are around, now why don’t we?”

 

“NO, now come on Cody, we have to do this, honest.”

 

“Okay, you win.”

 

“Later, and I promise my ‘little man’ will show you how much he can grow!”

 

Finally, after much prodding and giggling, the two managed to get dressed and returned downstairs. Shane smiled as they arrived and he took Cody by the arm and sat him down and started talking. He was a forceful figure when he wanted to be.

They sat there talking and arguing for a good amount of time, until Cody finally gave in and agreed.

It was time and they headed off to the main resort. The sky was a deep blue tonight, and not a cloud in it, as the stars twinkled.

Shane moved around the lobby like an expert. The busses from the college were still pulling in when Shane spotted Brad. He went over to engage him in conversation and begin the first phase of his plan. His heart was racing but he was dead calm. Just like before he started an ops when he was in the service. It didn’t matter the size or importance, to him they were all vital; but this one would solidify his position with Henry, and thus Mitch. He had to prove himself; he owed Mitch big time.

Brad was surprised by the sudden attention he was getting from Shane. He was also scared, he still ached in his butt from the cabin episode, but he had to admit, it was the best sex he had ever had. The way that Shane had been able to penetrate him and not rip his guts out at the same time was wild. The slow pounding had been unreal, and part of him wanted more, while another part of him wished he could stay away.

“So, you got any plans for tonight there, Brad?”

“No, nothing yet, why?”

“Well I think we should get together and see if we can’t maybe have some more fun.”

“No way man, that thing of yours is a killer!”

“Killer? Now how did you know that was my nickname for it?”

Shane had a grin on his face and he slapped Brad on his back. He kept himself facing the front and was watching Cody and Taylor.  Taylor was outside waiting as the buses unloaded. Cody had his eye on both Taylor, waiting for his signal, and watching Shane so he could pass it on.  Shane managed to keep Taylor in view as he traded quips with Brad.

“Look man, whatever, but that thing hurts.”

“You liked it enough last time, but tell you what, this time we’ll take our time; and besides now, Brad, you wouldn’t want a fuss out here would you?”

“Uh, what’s that supposed to mean?”

Brad suddenly straightened up, his head twisted around to survey the lobby as he tried to gauge what exactly Shane was up to. He had to admit, it was nice being pursued by someone as rugged and handsome as Shane, but he never felt in control and that scared him. He had to be in control; he had to be the one who made the decisions, and with Shane, he felt out of his depth.

Shane was pressing Brad. He knew that Brad enjoyed the ego trip and so he was laying it on thick. He could also tell that Brad was leaning towards acceptance, and he could smell victory near by.  He pressed him harder with each passing second, keeping an eye on the door and Cody. He had to time this right.

Brad was enjoying being on center stage. He felt like he was on top of the world, the way Shane was fawning all over him, making him feel like such a stud.  His own body was clearly sending him signals that it wanted another crack at being with Shane.

Shane stroked him with compliments and kind words. He had a soft singing type voice when he wanted, and he used it now, turning his entire charm on, overwhelming Brad. He had to get him moving now, and he made his move.

He gave Brad an envelope, and asked him to take it to the front desk, and leave it for him, making sure he told the desk clerk the room number. Shane then instructed Brad to make sure the desk clerk put it in his slot, and then was to go upstairs and wait for him by his room door. He would be at the bar, getting some refreshments, unless of coarse Brad objected.

Brad made no objections at all. He thought it strange that he was to deliver a message to someone when the someone sending the message was the same person, but his growing tightness in his crotch and the flashbacks of the time in the cabin made sure that he didn’t ask any questions. His only thought was to complete his delivery and get to that room as quickly as possible. His heart was all ready gaining speed and he could feel a tremor of excitement passing through his body as he left, waving to Shane on his way to the front desk.

Cody and Taylor had done their job. The signal had been passed to Shane and they watched together as they saw Brad leave Shane’s side and head for the desk.

They saw him get in line just in front of the Athletic Director and Ms. Mason, the dean’s right hand. Taylor’s palms were sweating and Cody’s breathing was ragged as they watched, waiting to see what would happen.

Cody poked Taylor in the ribs as he saw Brad talking to the Athletic Director at the front desk. He was nervous and there was sweat on his brow and his arms felt rather sticky from it.

They watched in silence as Brad left and headed up the stairs. Well, so far it had worked okay, and they saw Shane come up to the desk now, and get his message.

Taylor watched the scene unfolding, a silent prayer passing from his lips upwards. He knew the plan would lay him and Shane open, but it would protect Cody and that was the important thing. He wished he could just wrap his arms around him right now and kiss him, but, even in this day and age, the star QB just couldn’t afford the notoriety.

Shane walked up to the front desk asking for his messages. When the clerk handed him the envelope, he stood by the Director and others, and opened it. He swore loudly and looked up at the clock. He seemed to tremble and everyone around him noticed the motion and the way his face changed colour. He crumbled up the paper, stuffing it in his pocket and stormed away, taking the stairs to his room.

Cody shook his head amazed that it actually had worked so far. He couldn’t believe the way Shane had transformed himself from the strong protector to a weak kneed lackey in such a short time.  Taylor had to struggle to keep himself from laughing. He couldn’t believe it, but it seemed to have worked so far. He looked at Cody to see the relief on his face and a twinkle came to his eyes.

He leaned over and whispered and Cody smiled and grinned.

“Let’s go” and he turned to leave quickly, with Taylor following behind.

Shane came up the stairs and there was Brad, waiting, just as he thought he would be.

“Well, waiting long, Jock Boy?”

“Yeah, where’s the booze?”

“Room Service, can’t bring it up yourself; so come on, let’s go in.”

“Okay.”

Shane opened the door and walked inside. He tossed his jacket off and as Brad followed suit, he grabbed him and kissed him full on the lips, surprising him.

“So what do you want to do for the rest of the night?”

“Oh I don’t know Cody; maybe we could just watch some TV?”

“Yeah right, I don’t think so Bucky.”

“Who is Bucky?”

“You as soon as I start riding you!”

Taylor started laughing as he opened the cabin door. He turned around and kissed Cody on the mouth, and then pulled away.

“It’s going to work out you know.”

“I don’t know Taylor, but I hope so.”

Cody sat on the arm rest of the couch and the whole scheme went flashing across his mind. He really did hope it would work. If it didn’t, well….

Cody reached across to pull Taylor towards him. He could see the lust in those beautiful blue eyes and he couldn’t wait any longer.

The tension of the evening had made him frazzled and he just wanted to be with Taylor, to feel his arms around him and to feel his strength and his love.

Taylor could feel the desire in the room. His own body ached for the tall body of Cody, but first things first. He slipped out of Cody’s grasp and with a kiss went towards the back door.

“Put the chain on the front while I get the back,” he yelled.

Cody grinned at that, recalling how they had been surprised to find Shane inside after their dip in the hot tub.  He flipped on the stereo as he secured the door and patio doors.  No hot tub right now, just Taylor.

“Hurry up, Bucky!”

      “Bucky? Maybe you’ll be Bucky tonight,” Taylor said as he grabbed Cody and held him tight in his arms.

Brad was surprised by the sudden kiss. He didn’t figure Shane for the mushy stuff and yet, the taste of his full lips on his was arousing. He could feel his own penis growing harder inside his jeans as the power of Shane roared through his body.

Shane had his hands wrapped around Brads firm ass cheeks. He pulled the young lithe body into his, grinding his groin into Brads. He pushed his tongue deep between the moist lips, pushing aside the hot twisting tongue, and jamming it up against the back of his throat.

Shane felt a small twinge of regret as he realized that by this time tomorrow, Brad would be ruined. He really wasn’t all that bad, if he would just stop trying to take the easy route. This time though, his easy route meant hurting Taylor. He was leaning towards liking Cody, but his responsibility was to Taylor and he had no choice. At least his plan was better than the one Taylor had.

His thoughts wandered and he could feel his huge cock soften slightly. His tongue worked Brad’s mouth automatically, as his mind went over his reasons.

Brad was getting hot and his hands were now holding onto Shane’s back, enjoying the immense strength that oozed from Shane.

Shane broke away from Brad. He kept him at arms length, looking into his face. He saw the lines around the jaw, and he saw the dark eyes, not really devious looking or even evil, more like they were sad, lonely. It shook Shane a bit. He didn’t expect that.

Brad was confused. He saw the way Shane looked at him, and he was self conscious. He really wasn’t an asshole or anything, but everything he had gotten, he had to scheme for. That was the way of his father, and it was his way now. He waited, wondering just what was Shane’s game, because there definitely was a game on, otherwise why would he be after him?

“Come on Brad, let’s see some skin.”

Shane managed to regain his composure. He pushed aside his thoughts, and concentrated on the job at hand.

“Well, come on,” he barked, like a drill sergeant.

Brad jumped at the harsh voice, and before he knew it he had his shirt off and was pulling his jeans down, showing his underwear and the hard cock jutting out, when a knock came at the door.

“Who is it?”

“Room Service, Sir, your order.”

“Be right there.”

“Go in the bathroom Brad, wouldn’t want to have him get the wrong idea about us.”

Brad quickly went to the bathroom, leaving his jeans and shirt on the floor.  Shane made sure they were there on the floor and he put his own shirt next to the pile.

“Come on in,” he yelled, after making sure everything was arranged.

The busboy entered, and was directed to place the tray of alcohol on the table. He was forced to step over the pile of clothes, which Shane made a fuss about picking up.

He appeared to make himself nervous, rushing the busboy and signing the check, giving him a $5 tip for a $25 order. Another means of making sure he was remembered.

“You can come out now,” Shane yelled as he poured himself a stiff drink of rye and coke.  He sipped at his drink as Brad came out of the bathroom, still in his white briefs.

“Want one?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, why don’t you get over on the bed and I’ll bring you a drink, and then we can relax a little.”

“Sure.”

“So Brad, what’s your story?”

“My story? What do you mean?”

He sat upright in the bed, his drink in one hand. Brad stared at Shane from under his eyes as he sipped at the strong drink, feeling the alcohol warm his insides up.

“Well, you know, what do you want in life, that sort of thing.”

Shane sat on the edge of the bed, his hand resting firmly on one of Brad’s long muscular legs, gently rubbing it, feeling it.

“Oh, well I plan to be in the NFL if things go right for me, after that well I’ll let the business manager’s decide that.”

“NFL?  My, my, that’s high standards!”

“I’m good enough! Once I get the chance you’ll see.”

Brad had a defiant look on his face as he spat out the words. It was like he was trying to convince himself, not Shane.

 ”Hmm, well I do like the strong athletic type, and you certainly do     have that look, very nice, why don’t you drink up and let me see if we can’t awaken a little passion to go with that drink.”

Brad drank up quickly, feeling the hot liquid run through him. He coughed at the strong taste but managed to keep it down. He smiled at Shane as he placed the glass down on the night table and stretched himself out.

“Well, whenever you want to start,” he said, his voice sounding eager and nervous.

Shane looked down at Brad and his heart softened somewhat. He really wasn’t a bad kid, if he only had someone who could show him that his way wasn’t going to win out. He had met Brad’s type in the service, the one’s who always schemed, instead of doing the work. They usually got themselves killed along with their comrades.

He saw the long legs stretched out and he could feel the strength as his hand ran along the inside of the leg. His mind now getting back to the task at hand.

Brad could feel the warmth of the alcohol traverse his body. His mind was enjoying the attention that this tall strong man was giving to him. No one ever really bothered, and he had missed out on the feelings that it brought.

He could feel his body aching and his blood starting to flow towards his stiff cock. Brad felt special right now, felt like he actually belonged, and he lay back on the bed, his arms off to one side, his eyes closed as he let the touch of Shane work its magic.

He could feel the strong hands firmly rub his inner legs. The warm touch and the firm equal pressure on the inside made him tremble slightly as the hands worked up his leg towards his crotch. He lay there, letting it all flow through him. He could feel his underwear getting tighter around the groin as his cock, already hard, only grew harder and longer.

Shane could see that Brad was slowly losing his awareness. He could see the eyes held shut tightly, and the mouth firmly closed, slowly soften as his hands rubbed the inner legs. His own body was feeling the sudden desire and ache as his penis took control over his brain. He quickly shrugged his shirt off, barely stopping his firm massage of Brad’s legs.

Suddenly Shane stopped his massage. He stood up and looking down into Brad’s dark deep eyes, he slowly started to unbutton his jeans. He popped open the top button, then carefully moved one hand away, to his front side, gently pushing against his bulging package, while he took two fingers from his other hand, to grasp the pant zipper. With a slow even motion he lowered the zipper to the bottom, all the time keeping his eyes locked onto the now open one’s of Brad.

“You are pretty hot Brad,” he said as he gripped his open jeans, pushing the waist down, past his hips, exposing to Brad a tight stretched pair of underwear.

 ”Yep, you are very hot,” Shane said as he licked his lips and with a quick flick of his legs, tossed his jeans off to one side of the room.

Brad had been watching the slow strip show with anticipation. He heard the soft words and his heart beat quickened. He had thought he wasn’t bad looking, but to have someone like Shane think he was hot looking was an unexpected pleasure.

He licked his lips when he saw the tight package as the jeans were lowered. He knew what was inside and he wanted to taste it now, to experience all of that large weapon, ‘killer’ as Shane named it. He wanted it to rest inside him, and ‘kill’ the ache of desire that he felt in his body.

Shane could see the desire in Brad’s movements and in his eyes. He smiled that thin smile of his that everyone said made him look so damn desirable. He could see Brad’s reaction to it and new he had hit his mark.

With the smile firmly fixed on his face, he licked his lips, slowly and deliberately, as his hands now moved to the underwear waist band. With maddening slowness he gripped the band, one finger at a time around the elastic band. He waited until he could tell that Brad’s entire focus was on his hands and his groin. Then, and only then, did he start to move them.

Shane moved closer to Brad, his hands on his waistband, stretching the band out, making sure his hands were gripping it hard. As he got closer, he could hear the ragged breathing in Brad’s throat. He stopped near his face, seeing the way Brad’s head had followed him, turning now sideways so it could stare straight at his bulging groin.

Brad couldn’t believe the sudden feelings that ran through his whole body. His mind was amazed at the soft and sensual way that Shane moved towards him. He ached all over; his whole body was a mass of eager anticipation as his eyes locked onto that white bulging shape, slowly approaching him.

His lips kept feeling dry and there was tightness in his throat as he savoured the slow approach. Soon he thought, soon he would be rewarded with what was in those shorts. His hands twitched as Shane approached the head of the bed. His whole body seemed to tremble with the excitement and his mind was locked on the increasing bulge. He could actually see it grow as it came closer to his face. Brad wanted that cock badly now, his whole being was focused on the shape, the hard pressing cock clearly outlined in the stretched fabric, the large full balls filling the lower portion of the underwear.

Shane could feel Brad’s desire in the air. He waited a few seconds longer, and then he pushed his underwear down, slowly as he watched Brad’s face. He could see his eyes widen as small tufts of his dark pubic hair showed up, freed to blow in the air.

He pushed down a little lower now, exposing more of his hair, and then he could feel the underwear resist as it came to his cock shaft. He saw the widened eyes, the tongue licking the lips furiously now, waiting for the sudden release of “Killer” but he stopped.

With a slow motion, he climbed up on the bed, careful to keep his underwear exactly where they were, his pubic hair exposed and the top of his cock shaft barely visible. Shane could see the way Brad’s eyes opened even wider, and his mouth was now agape.

Carefully he positioned himself on top of Brad’s body, his crotch over his mouth and his legs now straight out, resting between Brad’s spread eagle legs. He pushed down slightly, rubbing his enormous covered cock against Brad’s chin.  Shane’s arms were now firmly placed on the bed’s frame, and his legs stretched way out. His knees resting just below Brad’s own aching crotch.

“Use your teeth there and unwrap your toy,” he commanded, his voice low and level, as if a movie director giving stage directions.

Brad thought his eyes would pop out of his head as the huge white package slowly moved above him. He could feel the heat from Shane’s crotch as it perched itself above his mouth. His arms moved up, firmly attaching themselves to the strong hips above him. He couldn’t believe the feelings that were running through his entire body. There was a constant tremor pulsating throughout his entire 6 foot frame. His heart beat was at a fever pitch as Shane’s command echoed in his ears.

“Yes” was all he could manage. He reached up with his head, his mouth open, and he tried to grasp the lower part of the underwear but failed to budge the tight fabric. He then released them and moved up even further, so his mouth could grip the waist band. He started to move his hands upwards to help, when Shane swatted them away.

“Your mouth boy, only your mouth,” he barked.

Brad was desperate; he wanted to get that tight white package undone, and he was failing badly. His whole body was aching and tears started to form around the corners of his eyes.

With a desperate last effort he gripped the fabric in his teeth and started to pull downwards. As he did, he could feel Shane hitch himself up, moving his hips up, helping him and slowly he could feel the white fabric move down and suddenly a hard slap of white hot flesh hit his forehead.

His heart jumped as he realized that he had freed “Killer” from the underwear and he yanked again to feel the rough skin of Shane’s balls strike his face. He could smell him now; it filled his nostrils, causing him to breath in deeply. The pure man smell of Shane invaded his entire body and his own cock seemed to be jumping in his own shorts now.

As his underwear came down, Shane’s own heart rate started to climb. His breathing became erratic as the air found his pubic hairs, blowing them, and he could feel the hot breath of Brad as his cock popped out. A slight tremor rolled though him and he pushed his body upwards, so his hard cock was just out of Brad’s reach.

Suddenly he pushed down, sending his enormous cock to slap and rub against Brad’s face. He ground it into the surprised Brad, rubbing it around his cheeks, feeling the hot skin touch Brad’s sweating face. He could feel his own cock stiffen even more under the pressure and then he pulled back up, the cock head slowly dragged across Brad’s lips.

Just as Brad’s tongue came out and tried to lick the enormous throbbing cock, Shane pushed himself off and sat back onto Brad’s legs. He then got off the bed and quickly removed his underwear completely from his body. He stood beside Brad, his full naked body exposed to the lustful eyes of Brad.

“Get those off,” he ordered, pointing to Brad’s own underwear.

He watched as Brad jumped up, leaning down to push his underwear off. He moved quickly and tossed them away, and then lay back on the bed, his head turned towards Shane, his face eager and his eyes signaling that he was waiting for Shane’s next commands.

Shane smiled at the speed in which Brad moved. As he lay back on the bed he moved his tall strong body forward. His pecs bounced and his balls swayed beneath “killer” as he approached Brad’s face. He reached down with one hand to point the huge throbbing cock at Brad’s mouth.

“Time you had a taste of “killer” Brad! Now open wide and keep your hands to your side,” he said as he moved in now.

Brad moved closer to the edge of the bed and then, placing his hands down his own sides, he opened his mouth wide, watching as “killer” approached him, guided by Shane’s strong hand.

Shane rested his knees on the edge of the bed, letting his body lean forward and letting the knees take his weight. He had one hand guiding his cock towards Brad’s open mouth. Taking his other hand, he stuck two of his long fingers into the open mouth, moistening them and letting Brad suck on them briefly.

He took the wet fingers and ran them around the deep red cock head, wetting it slightly. He then pressed the huge cock head against Brad’s nose, on the side and slowly let it slide downwards, towards the even wider mouth.

Brad was reaching up with his tongue, trying to lick the huge cock head as it worked its way down his face towards his waiting mouth. He was feeling so different. He had never experienced such a wide range of emotions through his body as he was feeling now. His body trembled as the huge cock touched his upper lip, brushing against the faint stubble on his face.

The huge cock pressed against his upper lip then moved around the mouth, part of it resting on the open air of the gaping mouth. Brad’s tongue flicked outwards, touching the hot flesh of Shane’s cock head. Each lick sent a shudder through both bodies an Shane was having trouble keeping his mind on his task.

He was pushing harder now, as a small trickle of pre cum started to ooze from his cock head. He let it help lubricate the cock as he wiped it around Brad’s lips. He could feel the torment in Brad. Part of his mind wanted to reach out and lick the pre cum from his lips while the other wanted to keep his tongue licking the hot cock head.

Shane circled Brad’s mouth one more time, moving faster now, then he centred it, resting the huge cock around the whole mouth and slowly he started to push it inwards, letting it widen the mouth by its sheer size.

Slowly his cock inched its way into the warm mouth, filling it fully with its size. Brad’s jaw was spread wide open, his throat ached and his teeth felt like they were being pushed back into the gums as the huge cock slowly entered the mouth.

Brad tried to breath, his whole mouth was aching now, and yet his mind wanted more. The cock was not even half in and he could feel the head reaching for the back of his throat. A small trickle of salty pre cum was oozing from the throbbing cock head. He swallowed as much as he could gagging on the taste.

His teeth were rubbing against the throbbing cock shaft. The heat threatened to burn the inside of his mouth and Brad groaned weakly as the huge cock head hit the back of his throat. He could feel it wedge itself and try to push down further as he gagged on it.

Shane could feel the constricting throat and he stopped his slow push inwards. Now he slowly started to pull it out, letting air enter the full mouth. He could feel Brad’s teeth rasping against his cock, sending shivers down his spine. He heard the soft muted groan of Brad as he pulled out slightly, but he also felt the bed shake, as Brad’s hands and legs twitched with the movement of his cock.

With just the huge red ball of his cock head inside Brad’s mouth, Shane moved his position. He now had one leg over Brad’s head, and his ass was positioned above. He straddled the young 18 year old, and his hands were down on the bed resting by the long legs. He shifted some more, still keeping his huge cock head inside Brad’s mouth.

“Slide down Brad” he commanded, as his hands pushed Brad’s hips towards the foot of the bed.

Brad’s whole body was shaking as Shane moved around him, keeping the huge throbbing cock head inside the mouth. He could feel the strong body as it positioned itself, and he could feel Shane’s hot breath on his crotch. His own cock lurched forward, trying to find the source of the warm breeze blowing across it.

His mouth was aching, as was his whole body, and now he could feel the huge cock start to slide back into his mouth and he opened his eyes briefly, to see the large full balls dangling above his eyes. He was mesmerized as he watched them slowly shake from side to side as they came closer and he forgot about the huge cock digging into the back of his throat.

Shane was concentrating hard. His whole body was like a coiled spring as he gently but firmly pressed his hips forward, sending “killer” back into the warm moist mouth. His own lips were now only inches away from Brad’s well proportioned cock. He could see that Brad had been oozing his own pre cum for some time, as there were drops all around the huge shaft.

Just as his cock head touched the back of Brad’s throat, he flicked his tongue out, licking the head of Brad’s penis. He watched it jerk hard and upwards, and he could feel a strong quiver running through the hard body beneath his own.

Shane felt rather than heard Brad’s deep groan of pleasure as his balls gently brushed Brads eye lids. He opened his legs wider and pushed himself ahead slightly so his balls now rested on Brad’s nose, and he could feel Brad breathe in deeply. His own face was now slightly behind the rock hard cock of Brad and he bent his head down, as he swished his tongue along the cap rim of the jerking penis.

Brad was shaking uncontrollably as the wet tongue caressed his own throbbing cock. He could feel that with each flick of Shane’s tongue on his shaft, Shane’s cock head jerked inside his mouth. He groaned now, and it was a constant deep satisfying moan. He craved the huge cock and he started to bob his head, trying to suck on the huge weapon inside his mouth.

Shane let out a small soft moan as Brad’s head was sliding up and down the top of his cock. He shivered and moved his head down, so his hair was resting on Brad’s long thick muscular legs, and his lips now gently pressed against Brad’s shaking balls, his tongue flicking out to caress the hot cock shaft root. He dug his tongue in, between the balls and the cock shaft itself, licking it hard now and tasting the warm moisture that had collected there.

Shane couldn’t keep his cock inside anymore, even though his hard penis didn’t want to leave the warmth of Brad, he had to take it out. He slid his ass down, the huge cock now wedged between his own strong body and the youthful one of Brad. The cock rested on Brad’s chest, and he reached backwards with his hands towards his ass cheeks.

As he did, he moved his head up and placed his lips all around the throbbing penis of Brad. He adjusted his tongue and started to side his mouth down the hard hot shaft. As he did, his hands reached inside, to grip his own hot ass cheeks, digging into the flesh, and then he pulled back, holding onto the flesh, exposing his asshole to Brad.

Brad could see the pink hole, as his eyes looked down his face. He was breathing deeply, relishing the unique man scent of Shane as he saw the hands grip the ass cheeks and spread them open slowly for him.

Brad’s hands were pinned by Shane’s legs but he struggled to raise his face slightly. Shane sensed the movement, and he pushed forward with his hips, then leaned back with his back, and his opened ass now rested on top of Brad’s face.

Shane had the huge cock head in his mouth, and as his ass settled back down, he lunged his face forward, taking the huge cock deep into his mouth. As he did, he felt Brad’s limbs quiver and then the body beneath him bucked and thrashed as he tightened his lips around the huge cock, his nose nestled now underneath, pushing in against the dangling balls.

Brad was thrashing around, his mind reeling from the waves of pleasure shooting up through his hard cock shaft. He licked his lips and as he did, his tongue touched the warm sides of Shane’s ass cheeks.  Now waves of pleasure flowed from his mouth and his groin. He groaned loudly and then flicked his tongue outwards, searching for the small pink hole.

As Brad’s tongue licked his pink hole, Shane started to tremble. His whole body shook with the jolt of the rough tongue entering his asshole. He could feel the heat and moisture of the tongue as it pushed past his sphincter muscle. He was now moaning constantly, as his mouth tightened around the huge cock in his mouth.

Shane’s quivering surprised Brad and made him flick his tongue even faster now. He tried to dig it into the warm hole and send it sliding inwards. He felt the pressure ease as his tongue entered the hole. He could feel the soft silky lining of Shane’s asshole and now his body too started to tremble uncontrollably, constantly.

Groans filled the room, as the two were locked together. Shane’s mouth now moving up and down the hard cock shaft, gaining speed with each second, with each tremor passing through his body.  Brad’s tongue licked at a feverish pace as his body thrashed around under the solid weight of Shane’s muscled body.

Brad felt the tight grip of Shane’s mouth and his balls ached as they strove to release their hot load. He could feel the hard pressure on his chest from Shane’s huge thick cock.  His body shook as every drop of his blood started a mad rush towards his aching penis in Shane’s mouth.

Shane pushed his ass back, forcing Brad’s tongue even deeper inside his silky chute. His mouth gripped the throbbing cock, holding onto it as it shook within. His hands dug into his own ass cheeks harder, desperate to spread his cheeks even further apart. Brad’s nose was pressing up against the top of his ass crack and his own nose now banged into Brad’s constricted balls.

Brad’s tongue was reaching far inside the warm hole, as far as it could go, when Brad’s whole body shuddered. The huge shock wave roared through his body, even his tongue, and he could feel it vibrating inside Shane’s hot asshole. His legs flung themselves outwards, his toes arched down, and his arms found strength they didn’t know as they broke free of Shane’s weight to fling themselves outwards. His head pulled back, dragging his quivering tongue out of the hot asshole, and his groin pushed upwards, reaching for the ceiling. His balls struck up hard against his cock shaft.

Shane felt the trembling increase; he felt Brad’s tongue vibrating inside his ass, setting his own body to tremble. He could feel the cock in his mouth start to jerk harder inside, hitting the roof of his mouth with a surprising strength. He closed his eyes as he waited for the first flood of hot boy juice.

Brad couldn’t stop, his whole body was nothing more than a vibrating bowl of jelly and his whole being was centred on the cock in Shane’s mouth. Every drop of blood in his body seemed to be rushing towards the throbbing penis. Every ache was centred on his hard cock. His hips were pushed up and suddenly he felt a rush of fluid and his cock started to thrash wildly inside Shane’s mouth.

Gobs of huge white thick boy cum came pouring out into the warm waiting throat. Shane swallowed the first tidal wave quickly, tasting the sweet cum in passing as he awaited the next wave. He wasn’t disappointed as more hot sweet milk came flooding out and in to his mouth. He held this second load to fully taste the hot cream, to taste Brad.

Shane felt his own power weaken as he drank deeply of Brad’s boy milk. It was a sweet taste as it poured into his mouth, mingling with his own salty mouth, and as it passed down his throat, he felt the thickness of it as it coated his throat, and even as the hot cock was slowly softening inside, he managed to slide it down his throat even more. His chin now pushed hard into Brad’s shriveling balls, and he could feel the blood slowly draining back into the thrashing body.

Brad couldn’t stop. His whole body was still trying to move from under Shane’s weight. His ache was slowly easing as more of his milk flooded out into Shane’s mouth and down his throat. He could breathe now, short rapid gasps gradually turning into normal deep breaths. His body was still wound tight but was slowly uncoiling, as his thick cum left his balls.

Shane sucked hard on the softening penis in his mouth. He was trying to drain every last drop from the hot dick, and he licked the shriveling penis, as it slowly slid out.  As the now limb penis left his warm mouth, Shane rolled over onto the bed, his breathing more normal now as he digested the last of Brad’s creamy white cum.

He could hear Brad’s breathing slowly returning to normal, and he felt Brad’s hand as it rested now across his stomach.

Brad couldn’t believe it. He had never cum so much in one time as he did just now. He placed his arm over the flat washboard stomach of Shane, feeling the power and the strength there. He wanted to raise himself up but he had no strength at the moment. He felt so weak, so drained and yet he wanted more.

“Oh man, that was unreal,” he managed to whisper from his dry lips.

“Yeah, it was good,” Shane replied.

 

“I need another drink, my mouth is so dry.”

    “Well, go get one, and you can make me a short one too,” Shane said, as his body slowly returned to normal.

 

Brad managed to stand, his legs were still rubbery and his head was a bit dizzy. He certainly enjoyed that part, there was no way he had ever experienced such a blow job before. It was like every part of his inner body had been sucked out of him. Stumbling over to the small table, he managed to mix together the two drinks, one for himself and the other for Shane.

Shane watched the way Brad walked over to the table. His ass cheeks wiggling along, like two big scoops of Jell-O, and he smiled at that sight. Brad really wasn’t all that bad in bed, he certainly could let go, when given the right incentive and directions.

He took the offered glass and took a small sip. He didn’t want to lower his resistance, not tonight, or for that matter any time. There was a time to party, and a time to remain in control, and this was a time for the latter.

“Wonder what your friends are doing right now?”

 

“Who? You mean Cody and Taylor?”

 

“Who else?”

 

   “Who cares, but I gotta say, no matter what it is, can’t be as good   as that blow job just was.”

 

Brad was warming up to Shane. He was rough and demanding at times, but it wasn’t a mean thing, in fact it really turned him on. To have the control or power like that, was an aphrodisiac to Brad. He smiled at that thought, which made him look much younger and much more attractive.

 

“What’s got you all smiles and grins, Brad?”

 

  “Huh? Oh nothing, just enjoying this trip, more than I thought I would, so far.”

 

“Yeah? Well it is turning out better than I hoped for. I think it’ll only get better, if I have my way.”

 

“You think so?  Well maybe, depends on what your way is?”

 

Shane laughed as he listened to Brad. He almost choked on his sip of booze, but recovered quickly.

“Somehow Brad, I just don’t think you can refuse me, unless of course you’d rather be getting some dull hand job from your friend Cody or maybe, I know… maybe you could get a nicer blow job from Taylor? Hmm, what do you think?”

Brad looked at Shane, and he shivered slightly. Memory of a few minutes earlier flashed across his brain, and he could feel his cock stirring a little as he replayed the whole blow job in his mind.

“No, I don’t think I could Shane, besides, who said I wanted to anyway?”

Brad smiled, looking up at Shane from the top of his glass. He liked the lines around the eye; that made Shane look very sexy. There was something mysterious too about his look, you never really could tell what Shane was thinking of, his soul seemed blocked off to everyone.

Brad looked over at Shane as he spoke. The mere idea of Cody and him together, with Shane brought him back to life. His penis jerked

almost fully erect, as a vision of Cody bent over while Shane was pounding his butt, Brad standing in front while Cody was sucking him off. Shane was right, it could be interesting.

 

“I think you like that idea, don’t you Brad?”

 

“Huh, well it could be fun…”

 

“Yeah, I can think of few ways it could be, what you say, Fun?”

 

Shane laughed and saw the way the idea made Brad hot. He was almost ready, and he set his glass down. He watched, waiting and as Brad drained his drink, Shane moved.  He took Brad’s arm, pulling him over to him.

 

“Time you earned that blow job, Sonny,” he softly said.

 

Brad was laying across the bed now, his head buried on Shane’s powerful stomach. He could feel the large thick penis under his own chest, as it pushed up, digging into his own flesh, and he knew that shortly he would be feeling it dig in elsewhere.

 

“Let’s see how well you suck, big boy,” Shane commanded, as he pulled Brad’s head up by his long hair, and pushed downwards.

Brad was unable to move, as the huge penis was suddenly thrust up to his lips. He pushed himself up now, his hands on either side of Shane’s hips, as he started to lick the large pole in front. He coated it with his saliva, stalling for time while trying to figure out how he was going to get that monster inside his mouth.

 

“Yep, I think you and that Cody would make a good pair, would be a most interesting bit of entertainment!”

 

Shane’s comments took Brad’s mind off his problem. Instead he imagined himself and Cody laying there, each one of them kissing and licking at the large thick cock of Shane. Their faces together, their tongues both touching the other’s, as they worked to lubricate the giant penis. He could just see it, Cody’s lips kissing that wonderful man meat, touching his own lips as they fought to see who could satisfy that towering weapon best.

 

Brad’s body was starting to ache as thoughts of him and Cody doing Shane together flashed through his brain. He could feel his own body stirring to the thought, and he closed his eyes, as he reached down with one hand, grabbing Shane’s huge balls, and then tracing them. He placed one in his mouth as he drove his finger further down, reaching beneath Shane to find his warm pink asshole.

 

Cody watched Taylor sleeping beside him. He enjoyed watching the way his chest would heave upwards with each exhale of breath, then suck inwards as he drew in his breath. The perfect young body lay there next to his own athletic form and he wondered how he had become so lucky in finding someone like Taylor.

Taylor’s face looked at peace and there was a gentle buzzing sound coming from his lips, as Cody continued to examine the body next to him. It was something he wasn’t used to, the way Taylor seemed to have become such a part of his own life. When he moved his leg away, Taylor’s body automatically seemed to sense its change, and would compensate for it by moving in or out. It was like they were linked to each other, even in sleep.

Cody wasn’t sure how things would work out in the morning. He knew Taylor was taking a big chance, but at least Shane’s plan was better than the one Taylor had been considering. He shook his head at that, small tears in the corners of his eyes, as he relived earlier, when Taylor had told him how he was planning to deal with Brad before Shane came up with his plan.

He shivered as he thought about Taylor’s plan. How he was planning to go to the Advisory Board, and claim that Brad had raped him. It was a bold plan that would put Taylor in a lot of trouble, if he was proven wrong, and yet Taylor refused to have been concerned by it. He didn’t think it would make his life too hard; but hell, there would always be some who would think he had asked for it. He would be branded, sure as shit, and yet he had been ready to go through with it until Shane entered the scene.

Cody was finding it hard to rest, never mind sleep, as he thought over the whole situation. Shane was putting himself into trouble; he was involving Taylor’s father and most likely putting himself into jeopardy. If he failed, well, he would most likely face charges as well as would Taylor.  Either way, with either plan, there were some heavy consequences if the truth came out.

He slowly moved the covers off his legs and went to stand by the window. Cody stared off at the tall mountain highlighted in the falling snow. These guys were all willing to risk possible criminal charges, even maybe jail time, just to help keep his scholarship.  A tremor ran through his body as he stood there, naked, in front of a postcard scene.  How could he let them do this?  Who was he to cause two innocent people all this trouble?

Okay, sure Taylor loved him, but what about his own love for Taylor? And what about Shane?  Here was a guy who was doing his job, protecting Taylor, and in the process saving Cody’s ass. It just didn’t seem fair, or right.

“What’s wrong Cody?”

“Huh? Oh nothing, just couldn’t sleep Taylor…. go back to sleep.”

“Sure you’re all right?”

“Yeah, I am fine; now go on, go back to sleep.”

Taylor raised himself on one arm, staring at the tall figure by the window. He could see the way his back was squared, his muscles cleared, tensed and tight. His legs were slightly spread apart, and the firm butt glowed in the pale night.

Taylor watched Cody staring out of the window. He could feel his anxiety and worry, even here. He raised himself up onto both arms, taking in the tall body, the flowing hair that hung down, and his heart ached for Cody.

He climbed out of bed and softly walked up to the window. He stood next to his man, and placed an arm around the waist and rested his head on Cody’s shoulder.

“It’ll work out Cody.”

“Yeah, I know, it’s just….”

“Just that you don’t think we should be doing this?”

 

“Something like that Taylor.”

“We don’t have any choices, do we?”

“I suppose not.”

“What else is there? ….If we tell anyone about Brad’s demands, tell the truth, you will be forced to admit that you are gay …and that isn’t going to help your career here, or later on, ……so what choice is there?”

Cody could feel Taylor’s breath on his cheek as he spoke to him. He was right, there really wasn’t any choice at all, and yet, yet he just didn’t feel right about it. This wasn’t anyone’s fight but his, and, okay, what if he did go through with this. What guarantee did they have it would work?

None and that was the bottom line. Then what happens next time? What plan do they use when the next Brad comes along? How could he go through life always conniving and plotting, just to keep a stupid secret? Hell, he was the same person that he was when he played, so what if he was into guys? Did that really matter these days? Sure maybe it did years ago, but come on, there were gay congressmen now, and even in the military gays were more or less being accepted as being there. So what was the big deal? Why should he be so afraid of coming out?

Taylor could sense the struggle going on inside of Cody. He wanted to help, but how? Cody’s arm held him close, wrapped around his lower torso. His head rested on Cody’s shoulder, feeling the turmoil inside the strong body beneath his cheek. His own heart was aching, wanting to help, needing to help, and yet was powerless as the war raged on inside Cody.
Cody watched the light snow falling. He stared at the way it covered the ground, covering the slush, the dirty roads, the way suddenly, after a short time, how everything looked so clean, so pristine. If only life was like that. There was no way out of this, if he let Shane go through with his plan, and even if it worked out right, how could he go on? Would it make him any different than Brad?

All his life someone had been there. His father back at High School, the alumni of the school, all of them were protecting him, covering for him. Maybe it was time he took responsibility for his own life. He was a damn good quarterback; no one could take that away from him. He was a good scholar, who worked at getting his grades. He didn’t think he abused his status either, and he didn’t have some damn ego complex either. So, if all that was true, so what if he was gay? Should that change how people thought of him?

His mind was going in all directions. If he let this plan go on, he was no better than Brad and all the others. If he stopped it, then he either had to tell people he was gay or give in to Brad’s threats. Neither was an attractive alternative, and then, what about Taylor? If he came out, so to speak, it would impact on Taylor. How could he ask that of him? He wasn’t exactly a popular kid, and he certainly wasn’t used to being the center of people’s attention and gossip. Was it fair to him to expose him to that kind of treatment, to be stared at, whispered at as you walk by? He knew it would be hard for him, so how could Taylor handle it all?

Taylor knew a decision was being made and he was afraid for Cody. He wanted to be by his side, and to stand with him, but could he? There was so much to think about, even if Shane’s plan worked, he would face ridicule and stares. If Cody gave into Brad, then he would face a defeated Cody, and he didn’t know if he could help him rebound from that. There really wasn’t much to choose from.

Taylor realized he couldn’t do anything more for Cody. Whatever he chose, would have to be Cody’s decision alone, and all he could do was accept that choice. The big question for him was, could he do that? He raised his eyes, looking at the side of Cody’s face. Memories of their short time together flashed across his eyes. He saw the way Cody had looked at him, when he asked him to the dance, the time when he walked in after Taylor had been out getting drunk. He saw the love in his eyes when he had walked into the shower with him. There really wasn’t any choice for him either, when you got right down to it. If he loved Cody, as he did, then no matter what happened, he would have to accept it and be by his side.

Taylor made his choice. He reached over, gently laying his hand along the side of Cody’s face. He ran the back of his hand down the cheek, then he gently turned Cody’s face towards him. He reached up, lightly kissing him on the lips.

“I am always going to be here, just as we are now Cody, together, side by side.”

It was said softly and quietly. As he said the words, his eyes locked with those of Cody. He had never meant anything as much as he had meant those words. His heart slowed down, his ache gone for the moment as he looked deep into Cody’s eyes, deep into his soul.

“I love you Cody, nothing is going to change that, so…. so whatever you decide to do, I am going to stay right here, by your side.”

Cody felt the words penetrate the fog around his brain. He felt a warmth traverse his body as Taylor told him his decision. The touch of his lips made him shiver slightly, but not from fear or trepidation. Cody felt Taylor’s spirit burrow into his body, his eyes exploring his heart.

Each word seemed to lift the fog inside his head.
Each word seemed to calm his twitching nerves.
Each word seemed to vanquish the fear in his belly.
Each word seemed to release his inner strength.

Cody could feel his vision clearing. His mind no longer fought him; his heart no longer beat in frantic tones. There was no longer fear, but confidence. He turned towards Taylor, his arms on his shoulder as he faced his lover.

“I don’t know what is going to happen in a few hours …but right now, Taylor …  right now I need you to be inside me …to be with me.”

Taylor heard the words, and he saw the desire in Cody’s dark eyes. His heart leapt out, wanting to hold and to caress Cody. A small smile curled around his mouth as he reached up, kissing Cody firmly and lovingly on the lips. They wrapped their arms around each other, pressing each other into the other.

Taylor had never felt as excited as he did right then. He didn’t know what Cody had decided, and for the first time, it really didn’t matter. He too had reached a decision, and so no matter what, the die was cast.

Cody felt the burning passion in Taylor’s kiss. He could feel the desire, the love, the need, as his tongue pushed past Taylor’s, exploring the warm moist inside of Taylor. He could feel the strength coming from Taylor, as their hands both grabbed the other’s backsides.

The kiss lasted for a few minutes, each one drinking in the other. They found themselves back at the bed, laying together, their eyes linked to each other. Words were no longer necessary as they lay there, gathering themselves for their union.

Cody gently was tracing his fingers along Taylor’s chest. He touched every inch of the white flesh. Each hair received careful attention as his fingers explored lovingly the bare chest. Taylor’s hands were doing the same to Cody. Each touch, each hair of Cody’s chest was carefully felt, lovingly touched. Together they explored each other. The wind howling outside no longer invaded their thoughts. The only sound they could hear was the steady flow of their blood flowing inside themselves.

Cody turned over onto his back. As he did, Taylor lifted himself up and lay on top of Cody. He moved around so that he now faced Cody’s feet, his own feet now lay spread open, on either side of Cody’s face. He pushed himself up, so his penis was wedged up against Cody’s chest. His balls lay firmly against Cody’s chin.

With one hand gently rubbing Cody’s inner thigh, he took his other and gently raised the hard penis of Cody. He kissed the head of it, lightly at first, then with more strength as the cock responded. It jerked upwards, a small drop of pre cum on its tip. Taylor licked it into his mouth quickly.

While Taylor was gently bringing his penis up to its fullest state of erection, Cody started to gently rub the full ass cheeks that stared at his face. Taylor’s special scent filled his nostrils. Slowly Cody moved his hands to firmly hold each half of Taylor’s ass. He carefully and with a light touch, moved apart the two firm white orbs, spreading them open so he could easily see Taylor’s pink hole.

Taylor could feel his ass being spread open.  As Cody’s warm breathe blew into his crack, he nuzzled his face down onto Cody’s crotch. He smelled the wonderful man scent, and he kissed the cock root tenderly, his lips brushing up against the huge thick shaft. His own hands now held tightly onto Cody’s warm ass.

The scent was overpowering, it made Cody feel excited as he brought his face forward slightly. His hands keeping open the white flesh of the ass, he slowly started to flick his tongue outwards. First he gently let his tongue caress the long crack, starting almost at Taylor’s cock base. Cody’s nose gently rested in between, and as he brought his face up, gently dragging his tongue along the flesh, his nose also rubbed upwards along the same path.

Taylor shuddered under Cody’s slow gentle lick. His legs quivered in excitement as he could feel the wet tongue sliding upwards.  Despite the tremors running through his body, Taylor managed to return to Cody’s hard throbbing cock. He placed both hands on either side of the massive cock and full balls. With his thumbs touching each other, he wrapped his fingers around the cock and balls, pushing them upright towards his mouth. He was licking the hard cock shaft now, tasting as well as inhaling Cody’s man scent.

The pressure around his penis made Cody feel weak. He was feeling faint as his tongue reached the pink hole. He could now taste Taylor’s special scent, and he licked around the hole now, gently touching with each flick the warm hole. Each flick of his tongue made Taylor shudder, and each shudder passed up towards Taylor’s brain, and each shudder passed into Cody’s mouth traveling to his brain.

Taylor’s fingers dug in firmly. They encircled the huge cock while his mouth now gently kissed all over the throbbing penis. Slowly he worked his mouth back up the long shaft, towards the swaying cock head. His hands kept the cock from jerking too much. Finally his mouth made it up to the top. He pressed his lips firmly on the very center of the cock head. Slowly he pulled his lips open, letting the cock head slowly enter his warm moist mouth.

As Taylor’s mouth slowly opened to let his cock inside, Cody’s tongue started to gently push its way into the pink asshole. He could feel the tight sphincter muscle resist, then gradually relent to the firm pressure of his tongue. He was gradually pushing inside; his tongue could now almost feel the silky sides of Taylor’s love tunnel.

Taylor’s mouth was opening wider to let more of the pulsing penis inside. His asshole felt like it was on fire, the heat from Cody’s mouth was making him sweat. He slowly brought his knees up, opening his ass even more to Cody. As he did that, he pushed his mouth down around the cap of the cock head. His tongue eagerly flicked out, licking just under the cock cap, making the cock shudder to its touch.

Cody shook as Taylor’s tongue licked his dick head. He could feel his tongue pushing in further now, his saliva slowly lubricating each inch of the silky lining. As Taylor’s legs moved up slightly, he raised his head and pushed his mouth up harder against the firm ass cheeks. His tongue now dug itself inside, further and deeper.

Taylor could barely control his body. Wave after wave of tremors passed through him. His mind was confused as wave after wave of pleasure came flooding into it from his ass, and more waves came cascading into him from his mouth. He shook, and his legs quivered to each flick of Cody’s tongue inside his asshole.  His arms twitched with each lick on Cody’s hot cock.

With his heart racing, Cody could feel Taylor’s mouth moving up and down his cock. Each lick, each kiss, each touch seemed to make his heart beat faster. His own breathing was now rapid, as his tongue moved in unison with each beat.  Every thump of his heart, sent his tongue inwards, flicking out to the side or up the long silky ass chute. His saliva flowed constantly into the asshole lubricating it.

Taylor couldn’t take anymore; the twirling tongue inside his asshole was sending him off into a world of pure pleasure. His blood was flowing quicker.  Suddenly he just couldn’t focus on the throbbing cock anymore. He moved up quickly, turning himself around, taking his asshole away from Cody’s greedy tongue.

He sat on top of Cody’s lower torso. He stared down into the dark eyes of Cody and bolts of lightning seemed to flash between them. Taylor reached back with one hand to grip the hard jerking penis, and then he raised his ass up and off of Cody. He leaned backwards now, the hard penis being held upright and firmly. He pushed back feeling his ass spread apart by the thick bulging cock head.

Taylor’s knees dug into Cody’s side as he pushed back. The hot cock head now found its mark; it rested tightly against Taylor’s pink hole, still wet from Cody’s tongue. With a deep breath, he pushed himself down.

As Taylor pushed down, Cody could feel every muscle in his body tighten up. Then as his cock met the sphincter muscle, his own muscles uncoiled, sending his hips upwards, adding his own force to that of the falling body of Taylor.

With a loud cry Cody entered Taylor’s body. His cock went sliding upwards along the lubricated ass chute. It filled every space inside, its thick shaft vibrating with its force and its power as it pushed aside the resistance of the silky muscle lining. A low rumbling groan escaped Cody’s lips as his huge cock dug deep inside of Taylor’s body.

Suddenly the whole room seemed to explode in coloured lights. Reds and blues and greens flashed all around the two bodies. Taylor could see stars and long flashes as he pushed down and then up, making the huge cock inside him dig further and further inside.  Cody could see huge entrails of different colours as he kept arching upwards in time with Taylor’s downwards thrusts.

A loud roar of rushing water filled their ears; a harsh beat of a drum could be felt reverberating through their entire bodies. Taylor’s body was sweating and each drop that splashed onto Cody was like someone had left a hot water tap on. Cody felt like he was floating in the middle of a deep ocean, as the bed became soaked from their sweat.  Still, the two bodies continued to crash into each other, the tempo increasing with each passing second.

Cody could feel a force trying to pull his face upwards and he let it. As he did, he could feel a sudden increase in the speed in which Taylor was pushing down on him. His face looked up to see Taylor’s face over his, then a hot splash of white covered his eyes. Taylor was exploding before him. A hot stream of white cum came flying from Taylor’s cock, hitting Cody in the eyes, then around the mouth. He flicked his tongue out to try and catch the flying cum.

Taylor saw Cody’s tongue reaching out, as streaks of white passed below him. He saw a splattering of white all over Cody’s face and the vision made him groan loudly. His whole body shook and quivered as his penis exploded underneath him. The gyrations increased; the sight of his cum on Cody’s face made him want to feel Cody’s hot milk pour into his aching hole.

There was no stopping. Cody reached up, his hands gripped hold of Taylor’s hips, his fingers digging into the hot flesh now, adding the strength of his arms to Taylor’s thrusts. He pulled and pushed the hot body above him, then he would twist it as it came down to meet his own upward thrust. His cock jerked hard inside the stretched asshole. He could feel his cock head touching something deep inside Taylor. His own body now trembled with each second. Wave after wave of electricity passed through his body, his blood was near boiling point as he dug his fingers in even harder.

Cody was pulling down harder, making the bed bounce with each union of their two bodies. A loud slapping sound echoed in the room, as Taylor’s body slammed into Cody’s.  Taylor dug his knees into the side of Cody, trying desperately to hold the body still so he could fling his ass down hard.

The two boys were groaning together now, and the drying cum on his face only made him want more. He could feel himself, deep inside Taylor. Cody’s brain was almost incoherent as the blood drained from it. His legs started to shake and quiver, banging up against Taylor’s backside. He had lost feeling in his arms and hands, and all he could feel was the hot flow of his blood leaving every part of his body, heading towards Taylor’s hole and his cock.

With a loud single yell, Cody heaved himself up, his eyes narrowed and constricted, his face drawn tight, his muscles coiled into steel balls.  As his cock pushed upwards now, the second it touched the deepest regions inside Taylor, his body exploded with a blast. A huge wave of hot milk went flying deep into the aching asshole.

Taylor could feel the hot liquid pour into his ass. His body now shook uncontrollably. Taylor’s head was spinning, and it flopped from side to side, no longer being able to be kept upright, his muscles no longer had any strength left to keep him upright. His body lurched forward, his chest quivering as the hot milk poured into him.

Both bodies continued to shudder as Cody’s cock kept pouring its juice into Taylor’s ass. Cody’s groin was pushing hard up into the flesh, his own ass off the bed. Taylor could feel the pubic hairs of Cody’s crotch grinding into his soft butt. He struggled to keep pushing down, keep Cody’s pulsating dick deep inside him, but slowly his strength left him even there.

Taylor lay slumped over Cody. His head resting on the quivering shoulder of Cody. His chest heaving in unison with Cody’s as they both fought for air. Cody’s legs continued to tremble, even with the weight of Taylor’s legs next to him.

Together they lay there, both panting from their love making. Both of them spent beyond measure. Gradually the heart beats returned to near normal, the din of the pounding hearts subsided, and the roar in their ears no longer deafened them with its volume. Cody had his face turned to Taylor’s and they continued to stare deeply into each other’s eyes. Their souls were still locked together, their love making still unfolding.

While it seemed like time had stood still, it had none the less crept forward. Dawn was slowly making its way into the room, gradually bathing them in the pale light of the morning. Cody slowly regained his own thoughts. Taylor was beside him, both in body and spirit and he had made his mind up.

Without any words passing between them, they finally rose from their bed. Together, hand in hand they went into the bathroom and started to shower. The hot water cascaded down on their two naked bodies, revitalizing them, bringing them back to the world around them.
Together they soaped each other, their touch gentle and loving, only broken by the occasional need to kiss the other. The only sound was that of the water cleansing them, getting them ready for the morning and their rendezvous with their future.

They stood together in the shower for ages, slowly letting the hot water turn to warm then to a cooler temperature. Together they stepped out and gently began to dry the other’s wet body off. Finally, they were dry, both of them. They stood facing each other, their eyes clearly passing the messages of their own hearts and brain to the other. Finally, they broke the connection, as their hands fell to stand by their naked bodies.

Brad woke to the sounds of a distant ringing. His head was pounding from the persistent ring, and he could feel a headache coming on. He rolled over to his side, to see Shane sitting by the bed, the phone now at his ear.

“Who’s phoning you at this fucking time?”

“Quiet,” Shane ordered as he listened to the voice on the other end.

Brad stretched out as he watched Shane talking on the phone. He felt worn out, and his body was aching from places he didn’t know could ache. His ass felt like it had been stuffed by a hundred cocks at once. Despite that, he felt good; it had been a night he would never forget.

The way Shane had carefully prepared him, lubricated him just enough so that he could take that huge weapon inside him, and still feel every pulsing vein on it. Brad reached down to his own groin, feeling his cock. He was surprised to see that once again it was rising to attention, and he smiled with the idea of getting some early morning exercise.

Brad reached across to rest his hand on the small of Shane’s back. He gently rubbed the strong muscles and felt the way Shane had stiffened at his touch. He could still feel those arms around him, holding his legs back and down onto the bed, as he had lowered himself onto him.

His brain was reliving a few hours earlier when he dimly heard Shane agree with whomever was on the phone and then turn towards him. Brad’s smile slowly faded as his eyes took in Shane’s facial expression. He shivered as his eyes looked into the pale emptiness of Shane’s eyes.

“That was Taylor, Brad.”

“Yeah… what did he want?” A sudden icy cold jolt crept up his spine as he waited for Shane’s response.

“Cody and Taylor are about to meet with the Dean. ….They went to Mike and the Coach earlier this morning.”

“Oh?  ….uh what for?”

“Cody told them what your plan was Brad. I think you know what that means don’t you?”

Brad stared at Shane. Slowly his brain clicked in, and he realized that Shane had known all along about his threats to Cody and to Taylor.  He looked around the room, and then back to Shane.

Tears formed in his eyes and started to roll down his face. As he looked into Shane’s face he saw what had been going on. He suddenly realized how all alone he was, how all of his scheming, planning, was all for nothing. There was nothing left, he was finished and it was his own damn fault. All of his angling, his plots, and ego trips had brought him nothing; it was all in vain.

Brad started to cry. For the first time in his life he started to cry real tears. His whole body shook with his sobs, as he realized just how all alone he was in the world. He had taken those who had been friends and abused them, used them for his own ends, and now he had nothing. He had been the one who lost; he had no power, nothing.

He sat on the bed, tears rolling down his face, dripping onto his chest. He couldn’t face Shane, couldn’t dare to raise his face and look at him. As the sobs racked his body, he wished he could take it all back, all of the threats, schemes, plots, but he knew he couldn’t, and it only made the tears come faster.

A strong arm reached out and slowly drew the sobbing boy into his own strong body.

Part 3

Taylor continued to watch, his eyes growing larger as he saw every detail before his face. He could feel a slight tingle with each movement of his own body. He watched in silence as he saw his face move over to the next nipple, already erect from his hand action, and he saw him kiss the fully erect nipple, and he felt, inside his chest a sudden surge, a leap of joy, as Cody’s body trembled under his kissing.

He could see it happen and yet he could also feel it deep inside him. He saw his own body shake with each touch of Cody’s hands, and he watched those hands, move up his sides, from his hips to his waist line, rubbing his skin. He saw his sweat form and slide down the crevices of his skin, to form a tiny river system across his entire body. He watched his own ass cheeks quiver and shake with each motion beneath him.

He looked back up to see his face now gently kissing the chest, his own tongue, looking so purple in the light, flicking out to stroke the flesh, and moisten the tiny dark chest hairs. He looked further up, to see Cody’s face.

There was a strange orange glow before him, a glow that gave off a tremendous amount of heat, not the burning kind, but more of a warming feeling. Slowly his eyes focused and he was able to penetrate the strange glow. As the shapes became more distinct, his eyes grew wider open, and his heart leapt forward, and suddenly he saw himself, lying under Taylor.

His whole body seemed to shake the instant his brain made the connection and he watched in stunned silence. His mouth open, he could see that, and then he watched his hands clench under the constant shaking, the constant trembling of his whole body. Suddenly he looked downwards, and watched as each tremble that raced through his own naked body caused a rippling in Taylor’s body above his.

He watched as his hands gripped Taylor’s sides, his fingers leaving his own imprints on the white flesh, and he saw the glow change colours right before his eyes. Cody watched as small drops of sweat formed on Taylor’s back and ran down his spine, forming a small river that flowed down the back towards Taylor’s white soft ass, gathering there, to gently flow down his ass crack, then down between his legs, and then drip down onto his own body. He could feel the tiny drops as they hit his flesh, and once again he shivered.

Cody blinked once, then again, and he saw a transformation as Taylor’s body was exposed to him in a way he had never witnessed before. He saw the dark red lines all through the young body. He saw the deep red mass beating above his own body, and suddenly he felt himself tighten, then his breathing became short and ragged, as the solid red mass seemed to leap at his own, and then stayed there, next to his, together, forming one large solid single heart.

Taylor could feel deep inside himself a sudden joy; a deep feeling of warmth invaded his whole being as his heart seemed to actually join with Cody’s. He looked down in wonder as he watched himself and Cody.

He saw the way Cody moved around beneath his own body, the way his hands struggled to feel him, the way his legs twitched and clung to his own legs, and he saw the way they bowed outwards at the knees.

Cody watched as Taylor continued to kiss him. He watched in fascination as he saw his body respond to each touch, the changes, and he could feel the need, the desire grow inside himself. His whole body started to ache with the need to be loved and he willed Taylor to hurry and take him. He watched as the roar inside his head grew louder. “Now Taylor, Start Now” he thought, over and over again and he watched his mouth open as he saw Taylor lift his upper body up off his own prone body. Cody watched as he saw the red lines thicken all around Taylor’s body and his own.

With his mouth agape, he watched himself lift upwards, saw him stare down at Cody. He felt himself quicken in breathing and he watched as both figures turned in a massive road map, thick red lines forming all over both, and then he watched as the thick red lines all drew down, and he saw his and Cody’s blood flow through those thick red roadways.

He saw himself lean backwards, and watched as Cody’s legs lifted themselves up and out of the way of his backside. Then he saw them reach upwards, going past his own ears, and he saw his arms lift up and wrap around the upraised legs, then he saw himself push downwards, his whole body weight now pinning Cody down on the bed of white beneath him.

Cody watched as his legs seemed to move on their own power, and they lifted themselves up in the air, exposing his waiting ass to Taylor. He saw his throbbing penis sway in the sudden freedom of space, and he saw the thick red lines, all converging to his crotch, his own blood now racing from every part of his body to the throbbing cock dangling in the air as Taylor let the legs push past his head.

Cody could feel his desire soar as the moment came closer. He saw his legs raised high and over his body. He saw Taylor leaning on him, yet he felt no weight pressing against him.

He watched the scene unfold before his eyes in slow motion. He felt a deep glow around his mouth and looked down to see Taylor kissing him on the mouth, his tongue racing inside his, filling him, and he also saw the large throbbing cock of Taylor, pushing up against his own ass.

He could see the blood racing from Taylor’s limbs towards that one large penis. The huge head seemed to be almost a pure deep purple in colour from the blood being pumped to it. He saw the large balls, the tiny slivers of white from the hair covering the sac, and he could feel the heat, the warm heat, glowing against his own quivering flesh.

His mind was in shock. He couldn’t be seeing all this, and feeling it, yet he was. He was waiting, could feel his chest hurt from the strain of holding his breath, waiting for Taylor to enter him.

Suddenly he saw Taylor reach down with one hand, and start to pull at his ass, trying to widen it, and he saw himself spread his legs even wider, willing the hand to find his moist pink hole. His eyes followed the hand, as it stretched his one cheek, then he saw the finger slowly creep in, searching, and he could see it was too low, and he seemed to scrunch down, to bring his hole in line, and then he felt a deep push, as he watched the finger slowly find his pink hole, and start to push at the muscle and then first the finger nail was inside, then more and more and finally he could feel the entire finger buried inside his asshole.

Taylor was breathing hard, he could tell, the way his chest heaved. He knew it was time, and he started to push down, he needed this to be right and sought to loosen up the tight hole, and he watched his hand move down. He was nervous, and he could feel himself start to fall downwards. He couldn’t see the two figures clearly now, then he felt a voice in his ear, whispering to him.

A deep calm entered him, and his sensation of falling ended. He could see now, he could see that his finger was reaching out, but low, and then he saw the body slide down, and he urged his hand to push inwards, and he knew he had found his mark.

His hand was reaching in, he could feel a warm soft silky feeling engulf first his finger then his hand, and it traveled up throughout his entire body.

Taylor pushed in slowly, and then he saw his hand pull out, and he watched himself move his own legs in, felt his own large hard cock push aside the quivering ass cheeks of Cody, and then he saw his eyes cloud over, he was holding his breath, and he swayed slightly.

With one last thought, he willed his hips forward and suddenly his entire vision was blinded by a surge of white flashes, then blue star bursts in front as the white flashes changed to deep purple.

Cody felt a tug at his crotch, his ass started to burn and his head felt like a shot had gone off; he heard a rush of air push pass his head, his brain felt a sudden stabbing pain, and his whole body shook and trembled and he looked down to see Taylor’s crotch pushed up hard against his ass. A sudden searing pain traveled up his rectum, and he saw his mouth open and he heard a strange animal sound bounce all around him. He could see his face tighten and his eyes clench shut tightly. His body continued to quiver, and yet he felt strange, not in pain but in a state of passion. He could see a sudden fear come across Taylor’s face and he instinctively reached out with his hand.

He jumped as his hand touched another, and he looked beside him, and there was Taylor. He grabbed his hand, looking at the deep blue eyes, willing him to be calm and to not let the fear take charge. He saw a small glimmer in the eyes, saw them widen and felt the grip of his hand tighten and then he turned back to gaze downwards, down at his own body being entered.

Cody could feel his legs shake and quiver as Taylor’s hard penis pushed inside him. He could feel his own sphincter muscle stretch wider with each push of the hard cock into his hole.

There was no stopping the constant waves of heat as it passed within his insides. He could feel the cock head, the way it pushed, slowly at first, into his own asshole, stretching his inner muscles by its sheer size. He could feel the round thick shaft as it muscled in past his asshole, and he felt so full, as slowly, inch by inch, the huge cock traveled deep into his ass.

Taylor was blinded by the unbelievable feeling that was entering his body through his cock. He felt so complete, so overwhelmed, so secure as his hips pushed further down, sending his huge cock into virgin territory.

He felt the never before stretched inner muscles grab his cock as it slid past them, and they kept grabbing, kept tight hold on his throbbing cock as it pushed inwards, going deeper and deeper into the warm asshole.

Cody could feel the wonder flowing through Taylor’s body with each inward push of the hot cock. He himself could feel his own brain reach out, to grab the same emotions, to hold the same thoughts, as his ass stretched even wider to receive more of the throbbing hot penis.

Taylor gave one last push, his heart pounding fast, and as his balls slapped lightly against the tiny hairs on Cody’s opened ass, he felt so in love, he wanted to cry. He could feel tears welling up and he reached out, and suddenly he felt a warm hand grab his, and he knew that he had connected, that he and Cody were now linked every way possible. He could hear the soft words of Cody, and the wanton desire in those whispered words. He could hear his own voice whispering back, the same urgent passion in each word, as it floated across the darkness.

As if a signal had passed, Cody started to pull his ass down, and Taylor lifted his hips upward, then with an increasing tempo, Taylor started to fling his bony hips down again, sending them crashing into the quivering ass of Cody, meeting the same reckless upward thrust of Cody’s ass. They crashed together, again and again, each time sending Taylor’s long thick penis deeper and deeper into the warm tight hole, making it stretch wider with each entry.

Cody was squirming, the intense pleasure clearly pulsating through his body. He felt each push, with an increasing heart rate. His breathing was very shallow and laboured, as the assault on his hole increased by the second. He could feel the hard slap of Taylor’s balls against his soft ass cheeks, and he could feel them get warmer and warmer with each hard slap.

Taylor was straining hard; his whole body was almost a pure white as every drop of blood was being sent to the massive cock inside Cody. His breathing dropped to shallow gasps as sweat formed in huge pools all over him, the drops now turning into a steady stream, the sound of his body smacking into Cody’s own sweat drenched body only making it seem more urgent. His arms were limp as he crashed into Cody, again and again.

Cody was almost ready to pass out from the pounding. His whole body jumped with each solid thumb of Taylor’s body into his. He felt the way Taylor would stop at his furthest downward push, and he felt his inside turn as he would wiggle his ass, to make the hard throbbing cock twist and turn inside his body. He was grinding his own ass, as much as he could, and the electricity between them only increased as they both were wildly groaning now, their bodies no longer theirs, but instead was one, intent only on achieving a perfect union.

They quivered and shook; the ground around them seemed to move as the ramming got faster and more intense. Taylor was almost screaming in pain as he pushed and pulled and ploughed his penis deeper and deeper into Cody’s tight asshole. The soft silky insides stretching wide with each thrust in, holding on like a fierce mother to the huge cock as it pulled outwards. On and on it went, and now Taylor could feel his balls stretch up, tightening their hold on his cock. He could feel them hit the warm ass cheeks harder and quicker now, and suddenly he felt a warm sticky feeling against his stomach, his chest and his lips as he pounded harder and faster.

Cody twisted and turned under the assault. His own thick cock was being pushed up his own stomach with each push of Taylor’s hips. There was no escape, and he only wanted it to keep on going, to never stop as he groaned louder and louder with each push, each thrust. His whole body was nothing but a pile of Jell-O, quivering in the night air, as the huge cock kept pounding his insides.

He groaned again and again until he was barely able to take a breath in between his moans. His cock felt like it was in the middle of a furnace, the heat was too intense and suddenly he couldn’t hold it any longer. His face puckered up, the jaw worked constantly as his balls rode up high to his cock, and suddenly he just had to , and without even a stop in the pounding, his huge cock jerked wildly, banging off the sweat soaked stomach of Taylor. It thrashed around and his hot white cream came flooding out, sending huge drops of the juice up and out splashing against Taylor’s stomach, his chest and even up to his face. He shuddered as another massive load came flying out, drops reaching as high as Taylor’s forehead. His cock was shooting again, and again, as his whole body shook, his legs were like rubber, his own stomach felt like it had been smashed, and his own head thundered with his own groans and cries.

Taylor could feel the hot cum splatter across his face. It felt so wonderful, so hot, so Cody, that his hips pushed in further and faster now. He ached all over, his arms were useless and his entire body rested on Cody’s legs, and his own legs were barely able to keep him up, they wobbled and shook with the strain. His eyes were shut tight, his ears roared to the sound of his groans, his shrieks of joy as he rammed his thick cock deep into Cody. Now, now, he had to now, and he felt his cock jerk hard inside Cody’s asshole, and then it jerked again, and this time he could feel his blood draining from every pore in his body.

His own hot milk came flooding out into the stretched asshole of Cody. Wave after wave of the hot sweet milk flowed eagerly into the waiting hole, drowning it, sending the latest wave backwards to its source. Taylor could feel his milk flash back against his own hot still jerking cock, feel it wash over it and backwards, coating his hot shaft with his own milk. He dug himself in more as the feeling of his cum on his cock made him even hotter and wilder. He pushed down with every ounce of his weight to bury his cock into Cody’s tender asshole, wanting it to come out through his throat, he pushed once more, grinding his hips against the burning ass cheeks of Cody.

Cody knew this was the time, as the final push entered his asshole, every muscle in his body gathered itself, and as the long thick cock pushed deep inside, each and every muscle grabbed hold and tightened its grip on the long pole. The pressure was immense as it held the giant throbbing cock tight within, the head pushing deep and hard inside him. He squeezed tight, willing it to burst and send its warm sweet milk deep into his bowels.

He heard a rushing sound, his ears popped and his eyes flashed all sorts of weird colours as Taylor yelled out. Cory felt a sudden wet warmth flood his innards and he knew that Taylor was shooting his milk deep inside. He could feel the cock inside him quiver with the force of the ejaculation; he could feel the tremor as it worked its way up the thick long shaft, shaking the balls that were pressed hard against his ass cheeks. He felt the tremor work its way through the crotch and the whole stomach, as Taylor’s body convulsed on top of his.

His cheeks were clenched tight, holding the throbbing cock deep inside him. His own body felt the tremors pass through Taylor’s. His own body reacted the same way and he could feel the two heart beats deep inside his chest. He felt his own blood racing this way and that as more hot sweet cum filled his asshole, flowing up his hole, and then as more came washing in, it started to travel back, along the hot wild jerking cock, coating it with its own juice.

Taylor’s whole body was shaking with wild abandon as his cock was jerking wildly inside Cody’s asshole. He felt so much in love at that instant. His milk mixing with all of Cody, his whole insides coated in his, Taylor’s milk. He felt the heat, a warm glow that covered both of their sweat drenched bodies.

He could feel himself falling now, his body weight resting heavily on top of Cody’s heaving body. He felt himself fall and surrender to the awesome waves of passion flooding his whole conscious being.

Taylor’s head was resting on Cody’s shoulder, his eyes glazed over as his body gave one last giant shudder, his penis now only half way in the flooded cavern of Cody’s hole. The warm milk was softly flowing out of the quivering ass hole, dripping on his balls, coating them with a mixture of his own cum and of Cody.

He sighed deeply as his body slowly started to return to normal, and he felt Cody’s legs gently slide past his head, resting now on either side of his spent body.

Taylor lay on top of Cody for what seemed an eternity. Slowly his heart rate slowed, and his breathing became more normal. Yet, while his body slowly returned to normal his brain was working over time. He still had to come up with a solution to Brad and his rotten schemes. He knew what he had to do, but would Cody let him? He didn’t want to bring it up, not just yet, and besides, he was exhausted. He had never felt like he did right now, so spent, and so damn happy, despite Brad.

Cody had a dull ache in his butt, and while he wasn’t used to being fucked, this still felt different. He didn’t feel so much pain or anything, he felt very comfortable, as if this was meant to be. He still was concerned about Brad but he couldn’t lose Taylor, there just was something very special about the blond tutor who he had seduced, or had he been the one seduced? He struggled with the Brad issue, and while before all seemed lost, now it seemed like just another hurdle to overcome, something he felt confident about being able to accomplish.  He liked the way Taylor fit under his arm, and on his stomach. He felt so at ease, there was no way Brad would ruin this for him. No way.

“How long before we have to be downstairs for the truck?” Cody asked, his voice soft but with a slight tinny note to it.

“Not for about 4 hours, why?” Taylor replied.

“Cause, we have some unfinished business to do.”

“What’s that?” a slight dread in his voice.

“Just this,” he said reaching out, and turning onto his side, facing Taylor, and he then moved his face inwards, kissing the hot blond, a deep firm kiss on his lips.

He pushed the red lips of Taylor’s open, his tongue pushing relentlessly against the mouth, forcing it open as he explored deep inside. His tongue licked the inside, forcing its way down to the back of his throat. With his tongue inside, his hands moved down now, feeling the young body that moments earlier had been on top of him, pounding him. He felt the muscles taut under the silky smooth skin, and he could feel his penis start to get hard once again. He breathed in deeply, sucking the very breath out of Taylor.

Taylor was stunned by the change in Cody. He didn’t think there was any more energy left in either of them, but the sudden assault on his mouth and his chest proved him wrong. He could feel Cody’s penis growing and pushing up against his own leg. His penis, was responding and he could feel his blood start to boil inside him. He never realized such a passionate desire before, and now his heart ached once more for his quarterback. He wanted him just as much, if not more, than he did only moments earlier. So, this was what real love was, he thought to himself as he moved his own arms around the strong body pressed against him, pulling it even closer.

Cody could feel the sudden hardening of Taylor’s cock against his leg, and he knew his own was already pushing hard against the soft inner thigh of Taylor. It was amazing how sex with Taylor was non stop, and yet each time felt different, felt unique, as his hands kept roving along the firm chest. He felt the erect nipples under his fingers, squeezing them slightly, and then feeling the shock wave go through Taylor’s young body.

He had several different discreet affairs, but nothing like Taylor, nothing that had so much raw animal passion in it, and yet so much tenderness. He could feel the way Taylor moved against his pressing flesh that there were still lots more to experience with this blond, and the thought only made him feel hotter and more determined.

Taylor could feel the pressure on his nipples, his hands dug into Cody’s back as the intense pleasure washed through his trembling body, and once again he was off into a world of enjoyment and pure pleasure. He was stunned by the way Cody could simply turn him on with a flick of his tongue or a touch of his fingers. He groaned as his body shook under Cody’s hands.

He didn’t think he could ever have so much pleasure, and yet each time Cody touched him, he felt a new high, a new intense pleasure, something that no drug could ever produce or any amount of booze. He lay there, quivering as Cody’s hands moved along his stomach, then back to his nipples, squeezing them again, sending even more waves of pure pleasure through his now constantly vibrating body.

Cody could feel his legs start to shake as they lay pressed against Taylor. It was like they were becoming rubber and it made his head spin. He didn’t understand how he could get such an intense feeling from someone so innocent, so naive, but it was something he knew he never wanted to let go of. His hands struck down between the two pressed bodies, reaching down for Taylor’s hard thick cock and the fingers played around the tip, feeling a slight warmness from the head, then a slight wetness as Taylor’s cock started to leak it’s pre cum once more. The feeling made Cody groan slightly and he reached one hand back to grab Taylor’s hands and slide them down to his ass cheeks.

Taylor was spinning. His body continued to vibrate under Cody’s ministrations. He could feel the sudden warm touch of his hands through his entire body, then a light touch against his throbbing cock head, and he could feel the sudden spilling of his pre cum. His own hands were clenched tight into Cody’s back, but slowly were being tugged downwards, towards the warm soft flesh of Cody’s ass cheeks. He felt his fingers dig hard into those firm buns, feeling the heat as his touch drove Cody’s hard dick into his own crotch, between his tight legs, and he could feel Cody’s body pressing harder against him, his back now wedged firmly into the couch, and he started to murmur under the strain of the pressure.

Cody had his cock wedged between Taylor’s legs, and he could feel the soft fuzzy blond hairs tickling his own throbbing dick shaft. Each motion of his cock sent waves of electricity through his whole body, that made him shake and tremble. He knew this was another chapter in what was rapidly becoming a whole new book on sex for him. He had never felt so alive and so wanted as his hips ground hard into Taylor’s sweaty body.

Taylor gripped his legs closer, feeling the hard cock between his thighs. He could even feel the hard pulse of the vein as the cock rubbed against his inner thighs, a tingling traveling through his tiny tufts of hair, into his legs, that made them quiver with the feeling. His heart was pounding once again as he could feel the pressure of Cody’s hard flat stomach slapping against his own. He groaned loudly now, his legs tightening even more, trying to grip the hard pulsating penis that pushed into his legs, rubbing against his balls that were bouncing up against his own body. His own cock wedged firmly between the two stomachs, being crushed and twisted with the constant pushing of Cody’s stomach.

He could feel the muscles contract in Cody’s stomach, as if they were trying to reach out and grab hold of his cock and squeeze it, trying to make it spurt more of its cream onto the sweaty flesh. He could hear the wheezing of Cody as his own breathing became laboured and short.

Cody’s hands now moved to around the lower end of the hot white flesh of his ass, cupping the cheeks in each of his strong hands, he dug his fingers in, and at the same time he pushed hard with his hips, digging his cock through the two legs of Taylor, feeling the heat and the shaking of those legs. His whole body quivered as he continued his pressure, pushing hard, digging his own hands now into the flesh of the ass, pulling the whole groin area into his own hot body.

Taylor could feel his head spinning, as the hard pressure on his crotch increased. He was breathing in short gasps now and he moaned constantly as he fought to keep some control, but it was a losing struggle. Cody’s pounding of his cock between his legs was driving him crazy with anticipation and he could feel the huge cock between his tight legs start to jerk and push side to side with each push inwards.

Cody could feel his balls stretching upwards, bouncing up against his hard cock shaft. His whole body was on the verge of something wonderful, and he pushed his hips in one more time, but this time, when he pulled back, he made a change. Instead of pushing back in, he pulled his cock all the way out of the hot tight legs, and with a sudden speed, he pulled his whole body upwards, his hands moving quickly up to Taylor’s head, and he found his mark.

He pushed his cock into Taylor’s surprised mouth, his hands firmly holding the young blond, his fingers buried deep in the long flowing blond hair, and as he pushed his thick hot throbbing cock into the surprised mouth, his hands pulled the head towards his crotch.

Taylor was shocked as suddenly the hot throbbing cock was yanked from between his legs. He suddenly felt the sweaty flesh of Cody pull away and move upwards, and his mouth was slightly ajar as he felt the hard cock head, throbbing and leaking pre cum, push against his lips. Without thinking a second, he opened his mouth wide to allow the hot cock into his waiting mouth.

Before the hot throbbing cock could pass his tongue, and enter his throat, the head started to jerk wildly as it passed through his lips. He tightened his mouth on the hard cock shaft, gripping it hard as it pushed inwards. Taylor’s throat wasn’t ready and he was having trouble letting the huge cock in, but suddenly he could feel its path ease, as a hot sweet sticky lubricant came flooding out of the jerking cock head.

Cody was shooting his load even before the huge cock could fully enter the waiting mouth. Taylor licked the cock shaft’s underside, feeling the thick vein pulse, his throat quickly swallowing the first load of sweet cream as it flooded his throat.

Cody groaned as his cock entered the warm moist mouth. He was pushing his cock inwards, his hips thrusting forwards, his hands pulling hard on the head, pulling it inwards to his out thrusting hips. His cock was only half way in when his whole body shuddered and shook. His head started to spin wildly and his eyes glazed over as his body shook. He trembled with a sudden shaking, his heart stopping every other millisecond, his breathing stopped and his whole being seemed to float outwards, as his cock jerked again inside the warm mouth.

He yelled out, a long deep cry as his body trembled in the darkness. He could feel his balls against his cock root, and he thrust forward with every ounce of his strength, willing his cock to push in further, but he could already feel a sudden wetness around the head of his cock, and he shook once more as his cum came flooding out into Taylor’s waiting mouth.

As his animal cry bounced around the still room, his whole body shook from head to toe, as each vibration ended at the tip of his throbbing cock still burying itself in Taylor’s mouth. He shot his load of hot cum deep down the eager throat, feeling his sweet cream leave his body, he shook and all of his strength seemed to vanish in that second.

Cody started to sag, his body pinning Taylor’s head, as his cock pulsed inside, spurting his warm milk. He groaned again, feeling another tremendous shake as his body quivered to the final release of his last load of cum.

With a quick shiver he pulled his cock out of Taylor’s mouth, his cum still covering his long shaft, now going limp. Taylor licked frantically at the retreating penis, desperate for every drop of the hot sweet cream.

His cock now out of Taylor’s mouth he moved down, his own head brushing across Taylor’s chest, his legs now off the couch, resting on the floor as he squatted on his knees as his head moved down towards Taylor’s own still hard throbbing dick.

Taylor was amazed as one second his legs had been getting fucked then his mouth and now he felt Cody’s head brushing against his own stomach on its way to his cock. He was still swallowing the hot sweet cum when he felt the warm moist lips around his own throbbing penis.

The huge cock was quickly swallowed whole by Cody, and Taylor, already pushed back into the couch back, pushed even harder now by his own body. His heart raced again, and his mind reeled with the sudden changes in action.

Taylor felt the rasp of Cody’s tongue along the underside of his cock, felt the slight tingle against his cock shaft as the teeth nibbled against his root and he couldn’t even comprehend the onrush of emotions that passed in and out of his mind. He was spinning, his head thrown back against the wall, his heart racing and his whole body jerked once, then twice as Cody licked his huge cock while it was inside his mouth.

Shuddering, his body like rubber, he fell forward, pushing his cock further into Cody’s mouth, striking the back of the throat, and as the hot cock head touched the warm moist back of the throat it jerked and started to spurt its own sweet cum down the wide open throat. Load after load came gushing forward and Taylor’s whole body convulsed into spasms.

Cody felt the sudden jerk, and he closed his eyes tight, as his head spun with the feelings running through his body. He swallowed quickly and waited, but not for long, as Taylor’s cock exploded deep into his throat. Hot sweet cum came flooding out of the lodged cock, gushing down his throat like a small tidal wave of cream.

Cody’s head lay on the couch, Taylor’s limp cock resting by his lips, his hand lying across one leg, the other by Taylor’s chest. His whole body was leaning forward, against the couch, totally exhausted and spent. He was tired, but he had this immense warmth all throughout his body, like nothing he had ever experienced before. No winning touchdown toss, no high grade or well done comment had given him this kind of satisfaction or warmth. He looked up at Taylor’s face to see those deep blue eyes staring back down at him, and he knew that Taylor had the same feeling running through his own brain.

Taylor couldn’t believe the feeling he was experiencing. His mind was in stunned amazement at what had just transpired. His hands lay down to his side, one resting gently on top of Cody’s dark tussled hair, the other on his own hip.

He gazed down at Cody, feeling nothing but pure love and contentment. How could something like this be happening to him? He had never dreamed of ever having such a feeling, never in his wildest imagination had he thought that love making would be this intense or this wonderful. He was exhausted and drained as he felt so content, looking down at those dark eyes.

It seemed like an eternity passed before either of them was able to get the strength to move. Finally Cody managed to move, and he turned around, leaning against the couch, sitting now on the floor. Taylor finally managed to crawl down from the back of the couch, and he slid himself down off the couch to sit next to Cody on the floor. He rested his head on Cody’s shoulder and kissed him lightly on the neck, under the cheek.

“Thanks Cody,” he murmured in his ear.

“Man, you are one hot guy Tay, you really are, and thank you,” he              responded.

“Guess we better get our stuff together, we don’t have much time and a long drive ahead of us, and I can tell you, I plan to sleep all the way there!”

“Me too!”

Slowly they managed to get up and while Taylor headed off to the bathroom to wash up, Cody managed to put his stuff together. He had some still in his car, but he had the essentials. He thought again about Brad, and wondered how he could stop him. Oh well, the worse was that he would have to leave school and that would be that.

Taylor washed up and as he called out to Cody, telling him the john was his to use, he wondered if he should tell Cody about his idea? No, he thought, there would be time for that later and why ruin a great moment with thoughts of that fucking asshole. He would get his soon enough, if he had any say in the matter. No way was he going to let him ruin his man’s future. He had the grades, and more importantly, his old man was rich enough that he could afford to lose his scholarship; and with that acceptance, he knew that Brad was going to have a rough time ahead, no matter what Cody said. With a grim set to his face, he started to get dressed and throw his gear together. The truck was due soon and he wanted to get ready and be out the door.

With lots of scurrying around, they finally had everything ready. They had dressed, which had taken the most time, as they stopped every few minutes to kiss, while putting on each item. Each had to inspect the other, no matter what they were putting on. Taylor had to check and make sure that Cody had the underwear on right, while Cody had to make sure Taylor had his jeans zippered up right. Finally they were ready, and together they loaded up and headed out of the apartment to meet Taylor’s dad’s driver and truck.

With their arms full, backs bent over with packs, they managed to get down to the main floor. They could see the dull sky outside and both shivered slightly, knowing it was going to be cold out there. They piled out of the doorway getting a blast of frigid air in the face that made their eyes water slightly. They dumped the gear at the side of Cody’s car when a figure loomed out of the grey shadows.

“Looks like you guys have everything including the kitchen sink there,” the shadow said.

Cody looked at the shadow, his face turning to a deep scowl as he recognized Brad’s voice. “What are you doing here, Brad?”

“Waiting for you and Taylor, what else? Thought I could hitch a ride up with you two lovebirds; that’s okay, isn’t it, Cody?”  The voice responded, a menacing tone to it.

“Yeah sure,” Taylor piped up before Cody could respond. “No problem Brad, where’s your gear?”

“Right here, just a few essentials.”

Cody was about to say something and the tension level had raised a thousand fold, but before he could the lights of a large 4 x 4 turned the corner stopping by the three youths.

A tall man got out, asking who was Taylor. He identified himself as Shane, their driver for the holiday, and he proceeded to load the rear of the truck with all of their gear. Cody and Taylor helped, while Brad stood back, waiting.

With everything loaded, they proceeded to get into the truck. Brad tried to get in the back when Cody barked out to him, telling him to sit in front with the driver. Brad looked at Cody but acquiesced. A deep scowl was on his face, but there was an equally menacing one on Cody’s so he didn’t push it, at least not yet.

Taylor watched the body language between the two, and the more he saw of it, the more convinced he became that his plan was the only way out. What would be the worse that could happen to him? Kicked out of school? Hell, he could go to any other school next semester; or if not, he could always go to Europe. It would mean coming out to his Dad, but he could handle that. It could even work to his advantage, in getting his Dad’s support if he played it right. No way ‘the great one’ would want any of his business associates knowing his son was gay, so he would go along; now if he could just get Cody to see it his way, then Mr. Brad would be TOAST.

Shane was a young looking 35, he had been working for Mitch (Taylor’s father) ever since he got out of the military. He knew something was up and it was his job to look after Taylor, at least that was how his boss had put it to him. Henry had been very specific, while Taylor was at college, he was to keep an eye on him, and see that nothing untoward happened. That was how Henry put it, untoward, which was fine. So far, it hadn’t been too difficult but ever since Taylor had been to that dance, things had changed. He knew Henry was concerned, which meant that Mitch was concerned, which meant that he, Shane, had better be concerned.

Cody was seething with anger. He wanted to throttle Brad so badly but he knew that would only make things worse. Yet, he still wished he could have about 5 minutes with the friggin bastard.  Well if Brad was trying to spook him, tough. If he wanted a war he was gonna get one, and it would be a real messy one too. No sitting back this time, no holds barred; he was gonna fight this time, fight to win and keep Taylor.

Brad was unaware of the thoughts going through Cody’s mind or Taylor’s. So far he was pretty pleased with himself, his plan was going good and soon he would be the star on campus, the head honcho, and once again that piece of white trash Cody would have to slink away to lick his wounds. He smiled to himself with those thoughts, and yet out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Shane was watching him.  Strange, that guy seemed familiar, but it didn’t click. Oh well, he had other fish to fry and he settled down to nap as the truck sped out along town heading for the mountains.

Shane settled in for the long drive. He watched the way Taylor kept himself close to the quarterback, and how the two of them seemed to be a good fit. He also noticed the look that Taylor kept throwing at the back of Brad.

Yep, he was right, there was trouble there and if he knew anything at all about his charge, he was in for at least an interesting trip to the ski slopes. He couldn’t help but have a dislike for Brad. The way he seemed to expect other’s to serve him. The moment he entered the truck he had attempted to change the radio station, but Shane had stopped that rather quickly and quietly.

As the truck moved on, everyone seemed to settle back into the routine. Eventually he saw Cody’s head fall forward and he knew he was asleep. Brad had fallen asleep much earlier, but Taylor was still awake, staring with daggers at Brad’s back.

Shane kept his eyes on the road. It was getting cloudy and small flakes of snow started falling, nothing serious yet, but it felt and looked like a real harsh winter storm was about to descend on the travelers.

Every now and then he would glance back at Taylor in his rear-view mirror, checking on his charge when he noticed that Taylor was now studying him. He didn’t flinch when he saw Shane looking at him, and in fact he seemed very defiant. Shane grinned at that, realizing just how much Taylor resembled his father in that look. He nodded, just a slight tilt of his head, and was surprised to get an answering nod from Taylor.

Like father, like son he thought as he turned his attention back to the road. The weather was worsening much more quickly now, the flakes of snow were now falling pretty fast and they were getting to be pretty large ones. The wind was picking up and the snow was now flying towards them at a slight slant. He slowed down his speed, not willing to risk his charge in the deteriorating weather.

Everyone was sleeping, the drive was taking longer than planned and Shane was concerned that they would have to stop soon. They had been on the road now for almost 6 hours, and were up in the mountains and his fuel was starting to get low. He still had one stop to make, and he was confident that they would make it there; the question was, would they be able to continue on their journey up the mountain?

Finally, he could see a dim orange tint ahead, and he knew that it was the rest stop. He slowed some and noticed Taylor twitch in the back, but still asleep. Everyone was pretty quiet, Brad hadn’t moved a muscle since they left, and Cody was wide awake, but saying nothing, just staring out the road when he wasn’t sending dagger looks towards Brad’s back.

There, just ahead now, he could see the neon sign glaring in the harsh white of the falling snow, and he slowed down, peering outwards for the turn into the rest stop. He found it and gratefully pulled up besides the pumps. He switched the truck off, and just sat there, his muscles taut from the driving and his eyes sore from the strain of peering out into the falling snow.

Shane got out of the truck slowly, his long legs stiff from sitting so long. He stretched as the biting cold air hit his face and the hard snow flakes bounced off his muscular body. He surveyed the parking lot to see a road grader and sanding truck parked off by the cafe door, a state trooper car was also there and other than that, nothing. He shrugged his shoulders and headed for the cafe.

As he started to walk towards the cafe, he turned as he heard two doors close behind him. He saw Cody and Taylor coming towards him, both bundled up and shaking themselves as they came up to him.

“Where are we?” Taylor asked.

“Rest stop called ‘Hilltop.’ Thought we would gas up and get some coffee and food before going on. We are about two thirds of the way there, but the weather sure is rotten,” Shane replied.

“Think we can make it?” Cody asked.

“Not sure, we’ll find out inside; aah, anyone going to wake your friend up?”

“Let the jerk sleep, serves him right if he misses out,” Taylor responded. Cody merely grunted his agreement to the remarks and Shane let it go. He didn’t care for Brad either and he didn’t know him.

As they entered the small cafe, they were hit by the heat and the smell of greasy fries and hamburgers and onions. The few people inside turned to stare at the strangers invading their warm sanctuary.

“Where you folks coming from?” the state trooper asked, getting up from the counter, approaching Shane.

“From the college,” Shane replied.  “How’s the road ahead officer?”

“Where you heading up to the resort?”

“Yeah, there is a big ski vacation up there, a whole bunch of the kids from the college are supposed to be heading up there, so how’s the roads looking?”

“Well, they are out of luck, and I guess you are too. The road is closed down at Miller’s, and the resort closed about an hour ago. Too dangerous for anyone to head on up, you guys must have just gotten in before they closed the road down there. Sorry but you are stuck here until this weather lets up.”

Shane looked over at Taylor and Cody sitting at the counter. He thought about Brad in the truck and figured this was a hell of a place to get stranded.

“Any chances we can make it back down?”

“Afraid not, no traffic allowed; and besides, I doubt if you could make it, the snow is just getting way too thick and it doesn’t look like letting up for the rest of the day and most likely the evening.”

“Well, anywhere we can bunk for the night then?”

The waitress came up bringing several steaming mugs of hot coffee for the boys and Shane. “Hell, they can stay over at Bob’s cabin. He isn’t going to be back for at least another two weeks, and it has a good fireplace and lots of dry wood stacked inside.”

The trooper looked Shane over, and then at the two boys huddled over their coffee. “Well, don’t know, ah, I guess Bob won’t mind, but you guys are going to have to make sure not to mess it up and in fact, I think if you ask real nice, and say are willing to pay, oh, $50 to Hank here, she’ll make sure the place is cleaned up after you leave, okay with you Hank?” he said as he looked over to the waitress.

“Sure Don, I can do that, okay with you guys?”

Shane reached inside his jacket and pulled out his wallet. He lay 4 twenty’s on the table.  “There’s the money for cleaning up, and how about we get a couple of burgers and fries to go with this coffee, if you don’t mind?”

Hank took the money and headed off to the kitchen to prepare the order. The trooper went back to the table to talk with the guys from the road trucks. Shane looked outside to see the snow flakes falling, wondering how this was going to work out, spending the night with his charges, and he knew damn sure that two of them weren’t planning to sleep alone.

The food was surprisingly good and they were hungrier than they thought. After they wolfed their food down, they became more themselves and Cody and Taylor even managed to joke around some with Shane. No thoughts of Brad entered their heads as they sat watching the snow fall and leisurely eating their apple pie a la mode. It was as close to a picnic as one could get in the middle of a winter snow storm in the Rockies.

They ordered some more hamburgers to go, and got some chips and other junk food to take with them to Bob’s cabin. Hank handed over the key and instructions on how to get there. The trooper told them to be careful, and take it really slow. They only had a mile to go, but the road was uncertain. Shane thanked everyone and asked what time the cafe opened in the morning, and found out that they could get breakfast after 9, just to knock on the door if it wasn’t open.

They started off for the cabin in a more jovial mood. Even Brad hadn’t waked up yet, which was fine with everyone. Cody held onto Taylor’s hand as the truck slowly made its way up the road for a mile and a bit.

“There it is,” Taylor said, pointing out to the right. Shane saw the cabin, or at least what looked like a cabin, and headed slowly towards it. As he did, Brad finally roused himself and demanded to know what was going on.

“Shut up asshole,” Cody said. “We’re heading for that cabin to spend the night and ride this storm out.”

“Oh, okay, shit you don’t have to take a fella’s head off, you know!”

“Yeah, sure.”

They managed to reach the cabin without any mishap. Shane had Cody grab the sleeping bags and told Brad to lend a hand, and had Taylor go ahead and get the door open.

They struggled in to find a single large room, one smaller one off to the side and that was it. Wood was stacked up against one entire wall, and most of another, so they at least had enough to last the night.

There wasn’t much in the way of furniture and the kitchen area looked rather bare. Brad headed straight for it, scrounging for food and found himself some canned goods. He set to opening the tins, and digging in before offering any to the rest of the group.

“No thanks, that hamburger I had at the cafe was enough for me,” Shane replied when Brad offered a can of something.

“What? You guys eat at a cafe?”

“Yeah, you were sleeping and we didn’t want to disturb you,” Cody said, with a small curl to his lip.

“Nice friend you are!”

“Takes one to know one,” piped Taylor.

Brad glared at him, and then went back to feeding his face with some beans. Shane watched the exchange and decided that he might have to get involved in the situation.

Finally they were able to get the fire going and after only an hour or so, they had a real roaring blaze going in the open fireplace. It seemed to heat the place up nicely and they decided to bring some more wood inside from the stack outside, so that they wouldn’t have much to do in the morning, before leaving.

Brad wasn’t too thrilled about going back out, and was more or less left to sit alone. Shane went with Cody and Taylor and, after a half hour or so, they had brought a large amount of wood up to the front porch.

Cody hefted a huge snowball at Taylor and in seconds the peace of the late afternoon was shattered by a major snowball fight. Even Shane got into it, and there was a three way war on. With the fading weak afternoon light, the battle raged across the snow drifts out front. Taylor was receiving the worse of it, and within minutes was soaked through and through. Cody wasn’t faring much better as Shane made sure he was targeted with some solid hits.

Brad stepped outside to see what all the noise and laughter was about and as he stood by the front door, a hail of snowballs descended at him. He was hit time and time again before he managed to retreat back inside, but by that time he had been soaked.

The loss of Brad as a target ended the war for the time and the three warriors returned to the warmth of the cabin. Brad was swearing as they entered and they just laughed at him. His hair was soaked and hung down in strands and where he stood was a puddle of water. They weren’t doing much better but they enjoyed it.  Shane suggested they all pull some dry clothes out of their bags and get changed before they caught a cold; he then suggested that maybe Brad would like to go out to the truck and get the packs. It wasn’t a receptive suggestion but with some rather heavy muttering under his breath, he did as he was told.

Cody looked at Taylor, as Brad trudged out, and he winked at him. He was looking forward to changing into some dry clothes. Now if he could only figure out a way to do it with Taylor alone, with out Brad around or Shane. Mind you Shane was pretty hot looking for an old guy. He had a good build on him, which Cody wouldn’t mind checking out, and as he looked at Taylor, he thought he felt the same idea passing through his brain.

“We had better get this fire really stoked up, so we can make sure we keep warm, come on Cody give me a hand here.”

Shane started to place more logs onto the fire as Cody moved away from Taylor, his mind trying to work a way for him and Taylor to be alone.

“Sure Shane.”

“Uh, Shane, you been with my Dad a long time haven’t you?” Taylor asked.

“For a few years, why?”

“Well, when you report to him, just how much do you have to tell him?”

“Depends, it’s my decision I suppose; but you know I report to Henry, and he’s pretty sharp. Why, Taylor?”

Cody was stacking the wood, careful not get burned as the fire was roaring and he was also trying to watch Taylor. He knew what he was up to, and he couldn’t believe that Taylor was taking such a chance.

“Hey Taylor, can you grab me those big ones over there?” Cody asked, trying to forestall Taylor from putting his foot in it with Shane.

“Yeah in a second. Look Shane, I don’t know how much they told you about me, but well, uh I was wondering if…”

“If what?”

“Well, if you could maybe help find a way for uh, Cody and me to be alone? Like maybe you can occupy Brad elsewhere?”

Cody watched in silence as Taylor made his pitch. Man he had nerve, how the fuck did he do it, he wondered to himself as he turned his attention to Shane to see what his reaction was going to be.

Shane looked at Taylor carefully, aware of Cody’s eyes on his back. How should he handle this one he thought? He wanted to give Taylor a chance, and he liked what he knew about Cody, but Brad was definitely a problem. How he could best handle this was a tough one.

“I don’t know, Taylor, that’s a tough one. I gather Brad doesn’t know?”

“Yeah he knows, and it is kind of a piss off, but that’s something Cody and I will deal with later. Right now we just need some time alone, can you please help?”

Taylor looked right into Shane’s eyes, as if pleading with him, and had a pretty good look. His face made it tough but those eyes, he knew, made it very difficult to refuse.

“Brad giving you two troubles over this?”

So that was the problem, he thought, his mind racing ahead. Now he had all of the pieces together, and his training in the military kicked in. He saw the problem, and realized that most likely Brad was using this information against either Taylor or Cody. Now, how could he help? He knew that Mitch would want it, and he knew Henry would fire him if he didn’t, but how?

“Well sort of, but that’s our problem, can you find a way to let us be alone, anyway you can will be a help. I’ll make sure Dad knows you were a help.” Taylor added. He watched Shane’s eyes cloud over and he thought maybe he had gone too far.

“Taylor, you don’t worry about letting anyone know how I did my job; they’ll know no matter what you say, and I don’t need to be bribed to help, okay?” A sharp edge was to his voice, and he saw a pained look on Taylor’s face.

“He didn’t mean anything Shane. He, just is, well he isn’t used to these kinds of problems, okay? Brad’s being a jerk, but I’ll handle that, and if you can help great, if not, don’t sweat it okay? We can wait till later if we have to.”

Shane turned to Cody; he looked him over carefully, as if seeing him for the first time. This one was a keeper he decided, and with that decision made, he knew that he was in it and that Brad was about to regret whatever scheme he was trying to pull. He liked Cody, specially the way he had stood up to protect Taylor just now, and not only that, he was a damn fine looking young man. He also noticed the bulge in the wet jeans and he remembered what it was like to be a teenager in lustful love.

He grinned at Cody. “Don’t worry Cody, Taylor is still a favourite, and yeah, I’ll come up with some way to give you guys all the time possible alone.”

“Hey someone give me a hand here will ya!” Brad moaned as he stumbled inside, his hands loaded with several back packs.

“Here, I’ll take that one, and you can drop Cody’s and Taylor’s here,” Shane said, as he took his own from Brad’s hands.

“What do you mean leave them here? Where is mine going?”

“You and I are taking that single room over there, and we’ll get a fire going in that fireplace and get it ready for bunking down in, so come on grab your sleeping bag and move it.”

“Hey, who made you the boss?”

“I did, and you got a problem with that sonny boy?” Shane asked in a very quiet menacing voice. He stared hard into Brad’s eyes, until Brad shifted his feet a few times and dropped his eyes to the floor.

“Fine, no reason to get all bossy though.”

He grabbed his bag and packs and headed for the single room, glancing back at Cody and Taylor and giving them a rude stare. He wasn’t sure what was up, but he wasn’t going to mess around with this Shane, besides Shane outweighed him by a few pounds, and he looked like he was solid muscle too. He did like the way his chest bulged out in that shirt, but he still didn’t like what was going on. He would enjoy making Cody sweat this one.

Shane pushed Brad along with his sleeping bag roll and as they entered the smaller room, he turned to wink at Cody and Taylor. “We’ll grab some wood and get the fire going in here, and while we do that, why don’t you two get out of those wet clothes and get dried off and put some dry things on.”

Taylor just looked at Cody, smiled and shook his head. He didn’t think that Shane would be so bold about it, and he knew he had taken a chance in talking to him about wanting to be alone, but damn it, he ached for Cody and he knew Cody was in just as bad a shape.

Cody was grinning, watching the way Brad was being bossed around by Shane. He wondered if Shane was actually going to do more than just sleep in that room with Brad. Now that would be interesting, and that just might be an answer for him and Taylor too. He looked over to see a warm glow around Taylor and knew that tonight was going to be a very interesting one.

Cody laid out the two sleeping bags by the fireplace, and he rummaged around in his bag until he found a couple of towels, which he also set down by the sleeping bags.

Taylor busied himself in stoking up the fire, and getting some rather large logs nearby, for use later on. He also made some hot coffee on the burner stove top and brought them over to the fireplace, to sit with Cody and sip at.

Both of them removed their shirts and shoes and socks but waited for any more clothing removal until the parade between the wood pile and the bedroom had finished. It was funny watching Brad have to carry the larger loads, with Shane always behind him, urging him to move his ‘sorry ass.’  Brad wasn’t enjoying the treatment one bit, but Cody and Taylor certainly were.

Cody and Taylor were laughing so hard, they both thought they would split a gut. It was so funny, the way poor Brad had been whining. He wanted to go and take a piss, and Shane had told him he could either hold it till morning or open the friggin window and piss out of it, but he wasn’t going back out of the bedroom one more time. The look on Brad’s face had been a picture of hilarity for Cody and Taylor. They couldn’t stop laughing as Shane closed the bedroom door with a wink and a nod to them.  The picture of Brad balancing on a window sill to take a piss out of, was just too much and Cody fell back into Taylor, who was laying on the sleeping bags, holding his stomach from his own peals of laughter.

As Cody’s head fell back onto Taylor, he looked up to see Taylor’s laughing eyes and he could see tears of joy rolling down from the red face. He smiled and suddenly he felt very much at peace. It was unreal, but maybe somehow Shane was the answer to their problems and whatever he was, he certainly was a friend to them.

He looked up into Taylor’s warm laughing blue eyes, and smiled. His heart gave a small shudder as he felt the warmth coming from Taylor’s wet crotch. He shifted himself, up to his knees, and he straddled the prone Taylor.

“You are one hell of a guy Taylor, have I told you that yet?”

Taylor raised himself up on his elbows, looking down his body towards the sitting Cody. He saw nothing but a wonderful warm and exciting soul mate. His heart was already racing ahead; his body was cold but starting to heat up as he felt the weight of Cody on his upper legs.

“No, but you can tell me again, it feels so nice when you say things like that to me.”

“Oh, so like being sweet talked do you?”

“Only if it’s from you, Mr. Stud!”

“Well at least you know who the Stud is and who’s the STUDETTE!”

“Studette? Now, that is stretching it somewhat, hehe. Wonder if Brad is the ‘studette’ tonight?”

Cody couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing and almost fell over he was laughing so hard. The thought of Brad being any ‘…..ette’ was hilarious.

Taylor joined in the guffaws, as he visualized Brad being bent over while Shane pile drove his dick into Brad. Now that would hurt, he was sure.

There was a loud cry of ‘HOLY SHIT’ from the bedroom that caused them both to stop and listen. They both had a grin on their faces as another expletive erupted from the bedroom followed by a very loud

“NO WAY, NOT WITH THAT YOU AREN’T!”

Cody turned to Taylor and the two of them howled as their imagination ran rampant.

“Come on now Brad, you aren’t gonna tell me that you never seen a big dick before are you? I mean, you did say that you liked to get off on a good pole, so?  What’s your problem?”

“My problem man is that you have a horse’s cock for a dick, and yeah, I was curious and interested in having some fun with you, but not with that weapon, no way man.”

“Aah, you’ll get to like it Brad, honest you will, it only hurts for a few minutes and besides, you don’t want to let your friends out there know you are a wimp, do you?”

Shane sat on the old rickety bed, his clothes off to the side, his tall 6 ft 3 inch frame resting against the wall, a huge mammoth cock sticking straight up in the air, clearly ready for some attention.  His eyes twinkled as he watched Brad, standing by the window, in his striped boxer shorts, panic in his eyes as they were glued to the large throbbing stick jutting out from Shane’s crotch.

Still laughing Cody turned back to look at Taylor. He stared into the laughing blue eyes, and saw the love and passion that burned inside Taylor; and what made him sweat, even now, was that that passion and love was for him.

He reached down and gently undid the jean button, and pulled the zipper down, exposing Taylor’s underwear. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jockey’s and Cody looked up, to see Taylor, watching him, licking his lips, his eyes twinkling.

Cody bent forward and kissed Taylor lightly on the lips, and felt a tremble between his legs, as Taylor’s shook under his touch. He lifted his face, and smiled at Taylor and then he went back down to pull the wet jeans off the tall blonde’s legs. He pulled them off, gently and tossed them off to the side, near the fire.

Cody stood up, and standing over Taylor, he undid his own pants, slowly lowered the zipper as he looked down into Taylor’s face, watching his eyes follow every motion of his hands. He then reached across and slowly lowered his own wet jeans, to his ankles, where he stepped out of them, and lay them side by side with Taylor’s, by the fire. Then, he moved back to stand over Taylor, and he crouched down, his knees on either side of Taylor’s waist, his own butt resting firmly on Taylor’s crotch.  As his rear touched the warm crotch, his body shuddered, a wave of pleasure running through his body upwards from his ass cheeks. His arms trembled as he rested them beside Taylor’s head, his upper body leaning forward, his face inches above Taylor’s.

Taylor’s body was trembling with excitement as he felt his pants pulled down off his body. His skin, damp from the wet jeans, tingled with the sound of the crackling fire, tiny goose bumps forming all along his legs and arms. He watched the way Cody looked at him, the way his eyes searched his, and he felt a slight tug at his heart, as Cody reached out to him.

He loved Cody so much, and here he was, tending to him now, carefully removing his jeans and now he was standing above him, looking down into his eyes, and he could feel Cody’s heart increase its beat, as his own did. He felt a sudden warmth flow through his whole body, and he saw a smile on Cody’s lips as he started to undo his own jean button.

Licking his lips, he watched the slow jerking movement of Cody’s hand, as he tugged and pulled his zipper down, exposing his own underwear. Then he saw those same hands, the one’s that would soon, hopefully, be on his body, gently push his jeans down to his ankles. Taylor watched the way Cody lifted up one long muscular leg, pulling the jeans off, then the other leg, and then he watched him place his pants next to his discarded jeans.

Taylor’s heart started to race faster with that gesture, and his breathing became shallow and quick as he knew that Cody was telling him that they were together, for always, and he reached up with his arms, to help Cody lower himself down onto his body.

Cody had been surprised before by Taylor and the way their love making had made him feel, and this was turning out to be no different. His whole body quivered with anticipation as he bent down to kiss once more this hot blond boy. He could feel his heart start and stop as if it too was holding its beat for that single moment. His lungs felt like bursting as they held his breath, waiting for that first touch of the lips. He gazed into the deep blue eyes feeling the love they held for him.

Taylor was sure he would pass out. He was holding his breath as he watched Cody(‘s-omit) lower his face to kiss him. He knew it was coming yet he couldn’t take his eyes off of the angular face that was slowly coming down to meet his. The way the brown eyes glowed with eager anticipation was almost too much for him. His heart skipped a beat as Cody’s head came closer to his. He could see little beads of sweat around the eyebrows, and he could see the fullness of the red lips as they came downwards to meet his own.

Cody closed his eyes as his lips brushed lightly against Taylor’s, his body shivered and shook. He was quivering all over as he felt a sudden jolt run through his entire body.

He pressed harder with his lips, and the shaking grew wilder, more intense, and yet he refused to stop. His heart raced ahead, his body now lay prone on top of Taylor’s sweating and quivering flesh.

He moved his hands down Taylor’s face, feeling the heat and the warmth as he continued to kiss the full lips, and taste the salty taste that was Taylor.

Taylor trembled as he watched the face come closer until the lips touched his. He felt like a sudden flame had been turned up high, and his body was burning now.

He couldn’t close his eyes, as he watched the eyelids flutter on Cody’s face. He saw sweat beads drip off the forehead onto his own body.

Taylor’s head was swimming; his brain reeled as his eyes kept their vigil, watching the scene unfold. He saw the way Cody’s cheeks moved as his mouth pressed harder against his. He could feel the tremendous heat from Cody’s body now lying on top of his.

He could feel Taylor’s hard penis pushing up into his flat stomach, and he knew his own hard dick was pushing against Taylor’s crotch. He could feel the heat the two hard dicks were generating, as they waited for their master’s attention.

Cody’s hands moved slowly and lightly over Taylor’s shoulders, feeling the muscles tense under their touch. He could sense the anticipation of Taylor, and he loved it. It made him feel so wanted and so needed, he couldn’t disappoint him. He moved one hand down quickly, to play around the waistband of the underwear, the other was now circling his nipple, teasing it, then squeezing it lightly, then circling it once more, then back again.

All the time his mouth was pressed hard into Taylor’s mouth, his tongue gently licking the firm lips, pushing against the white teeth.

There was a loud cry from the bedroom that fell on deaf ears in the main room. The fire was crackling and all other sounds went unheeded.

Taylor felt his muscles tighten up; his whole body seemed to go rigid as Cody’s hands worked his body over. He was starting to squirm now, as one hand played with his underwear, the other tormenting his nipple.

He shifted himself under the weight of Cody’s body, and as the one hand of Cody kept his nipple in a frantic state, his own hands clenched hard into the firm ass cheeks of Cody.

Taylor’s own hands were digging into the hot ass flesh even through the thin fabric of the underwear. He was desperate and started to push them down, pulling them in haste so his hands could explore the white firm ass cheeks.

Taylor’s legs spread open wide, and then up and around to clench the lower legs of Cody, and pull him into his body. His heart now was reaching a fever pitch.

Cody could feel his underwear being pulled down from over his ass, yet the front remained firmly wedged between his own body and that of Taylor’s. He was feeling his own hard penis stretched even tighter by the stretching material of his underwear.

He groaned as he felt Taylor’s warm hands dig into his hot ass cheeks, and he could feel Taylor searching, pulling his flesh apart, as the fingers dove for his asshole.

Taylor could feel the thin nylon give, and push free, giving his hands time to touch the hot flesh of Cody’s ass cheeks.

As they touched his bare flesh, his own heart was now racing, beating non stop now, his breathing was coming in short shallow gasps, and his whole body was quivering like it was made of Jell-O.

He could feel the warm flesh give way to the urgent pull of his fingers.

Cody pressed his lips hard now against Taylor’s mouth, then he started to move his lips, first to the nose, then he reached up and kissed each open eye, then back down, to work now under the sweaty chin, kissing the hollow of Taylor’s neck.

His hands now squeezed hard the nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through Taylor’s body. He moved down with his other hand, and lifting his own body up he frantically pushed Taylor’s underwear down, exposing the hot long dick to his own sweat stained body.

Taylor couldn’t close his eyes, he needed to watch it all, and he saw the lips approach his eyes, and they flicked shut just as they touched. His heart skipped a beat, and his brain saw brief flashes of purple and yellow as Cody kissed each of his eyes, then moved down to kiss him under the chin.

He felt Cody’s hands yank at his underwear and a sudden lifting of Cody’s weight, he knew he had to raise his own ass off the floor, which he did, and then he felt his underwear fall down, his penis now free and rammed hard against the hot moist skin of Cody.

Cody had his ass up in the air, and he felt his underwear slide down, releasing his penis to bang against Taylor’s stomach.

The sudden feeling of his hard dick against Taylor’s wet skin sent a strong shiver through his body. He shook at the sudden jolt and his heart was now beating faster than he thought possible. A dull ache was present in his heart and his groin and he knew he couldn’t wait any longer.

Taylor could barely contain himself. His whole body was screaming to his brain, urging it to let go, to let it be free. He groaned loudly as his hands freed Cody’s underwear and he felt a sudden hard thud against his crotch.

Cody’s cock hitting his crotch, brushing against his pubic hair, sent his body into an even wilder frenzy of shakes and tremors. He arched his back, trying to push the cock into his own crotch.

Cody’s heart and his lungs couldn’t wait any longer. His throbbing cock was demanding his attention, and his brain was no longer able to hold back. He reached down and pulled his legs together, moving them into Taylor’s crotch. He got tangled in Taylor’s underwear, but managed to push them down with his knee.

He then pushed Taylor’s legs wide, and he reached down with both of his hands, and place them under the hot sticky legs, pulling them upwards now so they were over his head, then he pushed himself up, so his lower torso rested on the backside of Taylor’s thighs. His shoulders and arms pushed Taylor’s legs back so they were up around his head.

Taylor felt the ache in his groin. His eyes were shut tight now, as too many flashes of purples and greens danced in front of him. He heard the roar and crackle of the wood in the fireplace, and then he felt his ass lift up, his legs being raised up, and he knew that Cody had sensed that he couldn’t wait any longer.

He threw his hands upwards now to grab hold of his legs as Cody pushed them up, to guide them over and to the outside so that he was wide open, ready for Cody.

Cody felt Taylor’s hands around his own, and felt the legs pull down and over, being spread open wider and he raised his own ass now, taking one hand off the firm legs, to grab hold of his stiff penis, and guide it to the waiting hole.

The hard throbbing cock was hot to his own touch, as if it sensed it’s time had come and it was rock hard, harder than he had ever felt it. He pushed it down the front of Taylor’s body, rubbing its head against the soft blond pubic hairs, then past Taylor’s own raging hard penis, pushing aside the full large balls and then resting the head against the root of Taylor’s cock.

He heard a loud moan escape from Taylor and his own lips as well. His body tensed up as he pushed the hard stiff pole down the wide open ass crack, slowly it went, scraping against the firm flesh, as it sought the pink entrance to Taylor’s being.

Taylor could feel Cody’s heart pounding and he could feel each breath being taken by Cody. His whole body started to tense as he felt the throbbing long thick cock rub against his balls, pushing them aside and continuing its travel to his waiting asshole.

He groaned loudly now, his body rocking slightly as he waited eagerly for his lover’s entrance to his body. He held his legs tight, trying to make sure they were wide, and he felt his own manhood rub against the iron hard stomach of Cody, sending a tremendous flow of heat through his entire body.

His whole body ached but the pain in his ass was even more intense, as it awaited its own special attention. His balls were full and banging up against his hard cock. His breathing was laboured and forced.

Cody pushed the hard cock down until it found its mark. He could feel the head wedge itself into the opening of the pink asshole, pushing, eager to get inside.

He raised his hips, and with a hard even push he went down. His penis spread open the tight pink hole, sending the huge throbbing cock inside the warm velvety hole, snaking along inside the long tunnel, until his balls slapped hard against the quivering ass cheeks of Taylor.

Taylor was waiting; he felt the sudden stillness in the air. He could feel the thick hot throbbing cock head at his entrance, and he tensed his muscles, waiting for the push.

He felt Cody rise up and tower over him, and then he felt a sudden searing pain in his asshole, as the hot cock was pushed slowly into his waiting body. He groaned loudly as the huge penis bore into his insides. His own cock was now being pushed up against Cody’s flat washboard stomach, and it only heightened his sense of joy.

Cody felt the cock slide inwards, and he felt the muscles around the velvet tunnel wrap themselves around his probing penis. It was a tight fit, and it held him hard, making his eyes water and his heart pound harder and harder with each push.

He slowly withdrew the throbbing penis, until just the head lay buried inside the quivering anus. His body trembled as he got ready to push in once more, but this time he was planning to push faster, and then faster, until he exploded inside the firm flesh that held his cock.

As Cody slowly pulled his thick pulsing cock outwards, Taylor started to shake with the feeling. Suddenly he was feeling empty, and he desperately wanted to be full again. He could feel the full weight of Cody against his legs, and he moved his hands from his legs to wrap them around the hot waist of Cody.

Taylor grabbed a tight hold of the firm body and pulled it towards him at the same instant that Cody started his push down. The force was terrific as the cock went ramming deep into Taylor’s ass.

Cody’s hard throbbing cock shot inside fast and hard. It sent a huge wave of heat through his body, starting at his cock shaft, up through his balls, then his stomach and up to his heart and brain. He saw brilliant flashes of purple stars and orange bars flash before his eyes as his balls slammed hard into the shaking ass.

Taylor felt what little air he had almost blow out of his mouth as the force of the thrust entered his whole body. He shook hard, his legs started to quiver and his arms were like rubber, barely able to hold onto the hot body they held. His eyes refused to open, as a parade of lights passed before them. He could hear the roar of his heart as the cock inside him continued to pound its way deeper into his bowels.

Cody’s whole body was like a massive bowl of Jell-O as he pounded the hot ass. His muscles were sore and tensed up, eager for the final push, and it was coming now, as he thrust his hips high up in the air, and then held its place for a second, gathering every ounce of his remaining strength, and then he plunged himself downwards.

The huge throbbing cock roared inside Taylor’s opened asshole, plunging itself deep inside the hot velvet like tunnel. The huge head spread open the tunnel, sending the velvet insides out of its way as it delved deep into the warm hole.

It touched the deep insides and as it did, Cody yelled out loudly and his balls banged hard up against the sweat soaked skin, and the first hard load of his cream came flooding out of the cock head.

He jammed his hips down even harder now, his mouth twisted in one final agonizing push, as he spurted more of his hot cream into the insides of Taylor. His whole body was shaking hard, like a man with a fever. Sweat poured from every part of his body, his arms gave as he collapsed with a groan onto Taylor’s soaked body, his cock jerking one last time deep inside the body.

Taylor was squirming as the final push came crashing down on his trembling body. He felt his insides spread open even wider than before, his stomach tight as the huge penis went running deep inside him. His own cock pinned hard against the iron stomach of Cody started to shake and he arched himself upwards as he started to spurt his own sweet cream outwards.

His whole body was heaving with each shot of hot cum. He could feel the sticky juice splash against his chest and bounce off Cody’s crashing chest. He felt a tingle at his chin and around his mouth as his cum came flooding out, shot after shot of hot juice.

His ass was quivering, his legs pushing down, no longer being able to be controlled. His arms flopped down to his side, as Cody’s body pinned him down.

Cody was exhausted as his body jerked and twitched in every possible direction. His cock was slowly returning to its normal size, as the recent hot cum made it slippery, easing its outwards fall.

Taylor’s cock was going limb, as it lay still underneath the dead weight of Cody. Cum covered his entire chest and chin. Sweat had poured out of him mingled with Cody’s and now the sleeping bag they lay on was drenched in their sweat.

The two bodies lay there, drenched in sweat and covered in sticky cum. Cody was exhausted, his body was still shaking from his exertion, and his cock lay limb, just nudging the hot ass cheeks. His own cum still dripped out from the hole onto his tired cock.

Taylor laid there, his body slowly starting to come under control. His legs now down resting astride of Cody’s legs. Their legs were touching, as if glued to each other by the sweat. He had his arms loosely around the back of Cody, feeling his head nestled on his shoulder next to his face.

Taylor shivered as a cold draft ran across his back and he tried to shift but found himself weighted down. Slowly his eyes opened to see a red glow ahead of him, but other than that, it was pitch black and cold.

As he started to wake up, he realized that Cody was sleeping virtually on top of him. No wonder he couldn’t move. He tried to gently squeeze his body out from under, but was not succeeding when he realized that there was someone else in the room.

He looked down and saw Shane sitting behind him. He had on a pair of jeans but otherwise was naked. There was something about the way he looked that made Taylor feel secure, not threatened or embarrassed.

Shane watched Taylor trying to extradite himself from under Cody. He could see the muscles stretching and the white skin getting taut. He smiled as he watched, enjoying the view of his charge. He certainly was a good looking young man, no wonder the star quarterback had fallen for him. If he ever decided to mix business with pleasure, he hoped it would be with someone as hot looking as Taylor.

He saw that Taylor had noticed his presence, and he got up and moved around to help him get out from under Cody’s naked body.

“Uh, thanks,” Taylor whispered as he stood up, trying to shield his erect penis from the tall muscular driver.  “Uh, what are you doing up?” he asked as he found his jeans and managed to pull them on. He saw Shane’s face in the dying glow of the fire and he saw him carefully check out his naked body.

“Waiting, watching, not much else to do,” he replied. He enjoyed the way Taylor was blushing as he checked out his tall slender body. He certainly was hung too, and he sure wished he was a few years younger. He wouldn’t mind finding someone like Taylor to have fun with.

“Waiting, watching, for what Shane?”

“Oh, just checking on you, it was so quiet out here and then seeing if the snow had slowed down any.”

“Oh, okay.”

Shane looked carefully at Taylor as he started to get more wood on the fire and bring it back up to a roaring state.

He wondered just how committed was he to Cody? He had an idea, but would Taylor be worthy of his efforts? Yeah, sure he was Mitch’s son, but that didn’t necessarily mean he was as tough or as smart. Well, there was only one way to find out, and he might as well get it over with.

“You look kind of lost, far away I mean, something on your mind?”

Taylor noticed the vacant stare in Shane. He wasn’t frightened, but he wondered just what was his story. He also was curious as to just what Brad had been screaming in the bedroom while he and Cody were making out; well at least he thought he heard Brad screaming.

“Huh, oh nothing, just thinking things, you know how it is; wondering if fate had sent you to this spot and why, or if the snow was going to stop or would we have to go back or be able to continue or just how sweet your cum tasted.”

“Oh, …. WHAT?”

“What, what?”

“How sweet my cum tasted? That is what you said, isn’t it?” Taylor asked, small beads of sweat now forming on his forehead. The casual way Shane had said it and the way he had looked. Taylor shivered as he did everything but look at Shane.

“Yeah, just curious. I mean you and your friend there sure seemed to be enjoying the night, and he does look satisfied.” Shane stared straight at Taylor. His eyes never left the tall body standing by the fireplace.

“Uh, well, I guess it tastes okay. At least, uh, well, that is kind of personal, isn’t it?”

Like what else could he say? He was starting to get nervous, and he hoped Cody would wake up. It was bad enough that they had Brad to deal with, now his dad’s driver was putting the move on him, and he thought earlier that he could help! Well, that was out now.

“I suppose, but then you did seem to be kind of looking, and, well maybe I read your signals wrong; sorry if I did, no hard feelings?”

Shane watched, like an eagle surveying its quarry as it moved, waiting for the right time to strike.

Taylor kept looking at Cody’s sleeping body, willing him to wake up and end this situation. He was scared but he had to put an end to the impression.

“What signals?” he said trying to buy some time.

“Oh, you know Taylor, like looking at my crotch, sort of checking me out when no one was looking; or checking out my butt when you thought I wasn’t looking, that kind of stuff. Am I wrong? You aren’t interested in maybe a more personal examination?”

Taylor raised his head and he stared hard at Shane. What was in his mind? Was he flirting? Was he serious? Or was there more to this? Could Brad have put him up to this?

All sorts of thoughts raced through his brain, but he no longer looked to Cody to wake up, he knew he had to deal with this.

Shane watched the change in Taylor. He saw his face lift up and stare into his own. There was defiance there, and confidence. He smiled as he waited for Taylor’s response.

With a soft determined voice, he answered Shane.

“Yeah, sure I checked you out, who wouldn’t; I mean you are a pretty hot looking guy even if you are what, 30 or so? So yeah, sure I checked you out, but nothing else. You may be hot, but Shane, there just isn’t any way that I want to find out more, okay?”

Shane wasn’t going to make this easy. He reached down, one hand playing with his jean button, the other rubbing his thigh, near the obvious bulge in the crotch.

“Well, that’s what you say, but I don’t know Taylor, I mean, there is something about the way your eyes looked that kind of make me feel you would really like to experience what I have to offer, now that is true, isn’t it?”

Taylor saw the reflection of the fire in Shane’s dark eyes as he considered his answer. This wasn’t just a flirtation; there was more behind this than he knew.

“Look Shane, I think you have been pretty cool up until now, and I would hate to get you in trouble; but you have to believe me, once and for all, I am not interested in getting it on with you, I am very, very happy with what I have. You are a hot looking guy, and that is for sure, but you aren’t for me, and I am taken, okay? And I do mean taken, so is that definite enough? Or do we take this a step further?”

Taylor was shaking inside as he spoke his words. He wasn’t sure how Shane would react. He waited now, a defiant look on his face while his heart quaked with fear.

Shane listened to the speech that Taylor gave him. He watched his hands and his eyes. He saw the defiance, and he liked the touch of the veiled threat in the words. He smiled halfway through the answer and saw it only made Taylor more determined.

 Part 2

Taylor slowly opened his eyes, there was an eerie glow in the room, and he could see that it was still snowing outside. He stretched out, smiling as he recalled the night before, shaking his blond hair as he thought of how it was the most perfect night, almost as if it were a dream.

He reached over to snuggle into Cody when he jolted upright. There wasn’t anyone there, nothing, and he sat bolt upright in bed. Shaking the sleep from his eyes, he started to look around; there weren’t any clothes but his on the floor, nothing at all. Was this all a dream? Didn’t last night happen? His heart sank as he realized that maybe last night was just that, another night of him fantasizing about Cody.

He kicked his feet out of the bed, knocking the bottle of baby oil over. Thankfully the lid was on, and he thought, but it was so damn real, he could still feel Cody’s cum hitting his face, he could still taste that wonderful hot cream in his mouth, and he knew his face still bore traces of it, or did it? Maybe it was his own cum, maybe he was so wrapped up in his dream that he shot his own load onto his face?

DAMN IT, he thought, for once he wished his dreams would come true, but how could he have dreamed all that? It wasn’t like he had ever done anything like that before. He walked out of the bedroom to go to the bathroom, an angry scowl deepening on his young thin face.

“Well look who’s awake at last,” a voice boomed out from the corner chair in the living room.

Taylor almost fell backwards into the wall, it wasn’t a dream, it did happen, he was no longer still a virgin, there was Cody, his shirt still off, sprawled on the lounge chair, his legs draped over the arms, his hands holding a mug of something.

“CODY!” he yelled, and stumbled forward to fall into the lap of his dream man.

“I thought it was a dream, I didn’t find you, and…”

“Ssshh, it’s okay, I just couldn’t sleep any more, and it is after 2 you know. Hey, why you crying?”

Cody watched the tears rolls down Taylor’s cheeks, and he sat the mug of coffee down, wiping the tears away from Taylor. He let him sit on his lap, and held him tight.

Cody didn’t realize just how much he wanted this tall young blond until he started to hold him on his lap. His arms tightened, as if to keep him close forever. This was something he wasn’t used to. He had been having sex for awhile, but never had it affected him so deeply.

He waited patiently for Taylor to catch his breath. Slowly Taylor’s arms relaxed from around his neck and then he started to get embarrassed. His face turned a nice pink shade of red, and the tips of his ears were almost the color of a red fire engine.

“I thought you were a dream,” Taylor managed to finally say. “I looked for you, and you weren’t there, and then I couldn’t see your clothes, and it was like a nightmare, I just, well…”

“You really missed me that much?”

“Yeah!”

“Well, guess that just means I will have to stick around a whole lot.”

“You mean that?”

“If that is what you want, yeah I mean it.”

“Oh Cody! Yes, I mean yeah, I really do, but, I mean how?”

“Well, for starter’s, we are gonna have to talk this all out, but you know, I think that can wait until after you have something to eat.”

“I’m not hungry Cody.”

“Well, what I have planned I think you will want to have,” he replied grinning from ear to ear.

Cody reached down as he said that, and grabbed hold of Taylor’s semi hard cock, and with his touch, Taylor was fully erect.

Taylor grinned back as he knew that this was a lunch he would always be hungry for, and he leaned in and started to kiss Cody.

Taylor was like a small puppy dog, his ass was waving around as he kissed Cody all over his face, his eyes, his lips, his cheeks, his ears, and nothing escaped the wild pucker of his lips and the swish of his tongue.

Cody struggled to keep a straight face as he realized how it felt to be so deeply loved. He kissed back when he could, but for now he simply let Taylor have his head. It felt good to be wanted like this, and it excited him too. His own penis was tight in his pants, rubbing against the bronze zipper.

Finally he started to direct Taylor towards his crotch, letting him bathe his chest in his saliva as he slowly slid down off of Cody’s body, and now he rested on his knees on the plush white shag carpet.

Taylor was lost in a sea of love, the way one moment he thought he would never ever lose his virginity, and now here he was, with a boyfriend, well, that is what it meant, didn’t it?

He shook his head as he felt the warm flesh of Cody under his tongue. He tasted the sweet body, and he knew that this was his man. Taylor could feel Cody’s hands on his head, gently pushing him downwards, and he knew exactly what his man wanted. He started to slide down, tasting the light hairs on the chest, and then with a sudden inspiration he quickly ran his tongue to the left side of Cody, attacking his nipple.

Cody’s body arched and shook at the sudden onslaught against his nipple, sending waves of excitement through his body. He felt his nipple grow and he felt his own cock start to throb inside his pants. He was squirming now on the chair, reveling in the way Taylor was tonguing him.

Taylor felt the soft flesh harden under his ministrations, he felt the warm supple body start to squirm with each flick of his tongue, and he knew that Cody was his.

He could feel his balls starting to ache between his legs, but this time, it was Cody’s turn; he had to concentrate, and with that thought, he started to move his face down.

Taylor was now licking the small belly button, his left hand gently tracing the odd shape of Cody’s left nipple, twisting it every now and then, as his mouth and tongue worked to fill the small hole of the belly button with his saliva.

Cody was in an awkward position, his one leg draped over the chair arm, his back against the other, and his other leg spread out on the floor, with Taylor in between.

He could feel Taylor’s one hand trying to undo his pants, while the other tended to his hard nipple. Cody had his hand on Taylor’s head, trying to guide him down to his crotch, and yet he was trapped, trapped by having his jeans on.

Taylor finally managed to undo the jean button and pull the zipper down with his one hand. As the jeans were opened, he managed to spread them open, exposing the beautiful white flesh that was Cody’s package.

His mouth left the belly button and headed south towards his target, and Cody’s breathing now increased as he felt the head under his hands move down, felt the hot breath of Taylor on his pubic hair, and now he could feel the moist mouth gently mouthing his hair, matting it with his saliva.

Taylor could smell Cody. He had a sweet clean outdoor type smell to his body, and it was very intoxicating. His head was swimming now, the whole of last night was flashing across his eyes as his lips felt the hot flesh of Cody’s cock shaft.

He flicked his tongue, tasting a sweet taste, a hot taste, and he knew he was tasting remnants of himself from last night. He groaned with the thought, realizing that last night did happen, and that now was only a continuation of that whole evening. He closed his eyes, his head ached and yet he felt so elated that he could feel his own cock swelling up again, but not yet; not yet, this was Cody’s turn, and with that, he pushed aside the jeans, and felt the long hard cock jerk free of the pants, hitting him on the side of the mouth.

Only for a brief time was that huge throbbing piece of manhood free in the air. As it hit the side of Taylor’s face, he moved it up, and with his mouth wide open, he swallowed the huge live organ.

Taylor choked, as he struggled to get the huge thick cock down his throat, and he was gagging on it, when he felt a hand gently pushing his hair, gently stroking his face, and a soft voice whispering “easy, take it easy,” and it calmed him down.

He took a deep breath, with some difficulty, and then with his eyes shut tight, he moved his mouth forward again, more slowly now, letting the huge thick hot cock find its own way down his throat.

Taylor’s hands rested on Cody’s hips, holding them tightly in his grasp. He started to move his mouth up and down, very slowly, still trying to get used to the huge cock in his mouth.

Cody’s hands played gently with Taylor’s ears, keeping his urgency under control, even though his breathing was coming shorter and shorter with each second.

Taylor was getting used to his mouth being filled with the huge throbbing cock. He could feel it bounce against his mouth, rasping along his teeth, and he could feel the way the huge cock kept digging down his throat, the head seeming to get larger with each thrust into his mouth.

He could hear Cody groaning, and feel the way his hips squirmed in the chair, his legs now wrapped around his upper body, holding him in position. Cody’s hands were tightening their grip on his head, twisting his long blond hair, clenching and then unclenching the disheveled hair.

Cody was losing his struggle to keep control, he didn’t know how long he could hold out, the way his cock was slowly entering the hot mouth, the tongue forced to lay under the moving cock shaft, sent sparks along his cock, up through his balls, his stomach. The sensation sent waves of pleasure through his body, causing his heart rate to jump up; his breathing was now very ragged, as his body ached all over, waiting for his brain to release it to its needs.

He had been sucked off before, but this was different for him. The slowness was agonizingly wonderful, letting each inch of his cock feel the raspy tongue, feel the heat travel up his throbbing shaft, warming his whole body, which now was starting to sweat with the hot action.

His body started to tremble, as his hips were no longer under his control, he couldn’t move his legs apart anymore, the jeans held them close to the blond head between them. His balls ached with their full load, and he started to lift his hips, to try and bury his cock even deeper into the young virgin mouth.

Taylor moved his hands to reach under Cody, to firmly grip his tight buns, to help raise them, so he could taste even more of the hot penis. He could feel the head tickling the very back of his throat, gagging him each time, but slowly he was able to manage it.

He briefly glanced up and saw Cody’s face constricted, the muscles tight along his firm jaw line, his eyes shut tight, his breathing hard and heavy, his mouth open, soft moans coming from it. Taylor shut his own eyes and started to move his face on the huge cock faster. With each downward push of his face, his hands pulled up on the tight ass cheeks, letting Cody’s pubic hair push against his lips, rubbing them with the prickly hairs, causing Taylor to shiver with each touch. He breathed deeply each time those hairs rubbed his lips, taking in Cody’s hot man scent, still sweet and fresh to him.

Taylor’s stomach contracted with each breath, his brain floated on a cloud with each breath and he increased his tempo now, the huge cock feeling at home in his young mouth.

Faster now, he could feel his own balls push into his crotch, and his tongue stopped being a doormat for the huge weapon inside, it flicked out, around the huge shaft, his teeth now grated gently over the whole penis as it moved in and out, getting faster now, and he could now feel Cody’s balls slapping his chin, as the power increased. He started to tighten his mouth’s grip on the hot shaft; Cody was groaning constantly now, as his thick long cock was being eagerly sucked.

Faster it went, faster and faster, harder and harder it pounded against the back of Taylor’s throat, the head starting to jerk wildly, Cody was close, his hands gripped Taylor’s hair, pulling on it, as his brain finally gave in to his body, and he pulled Taylor’s head down, as he shot his hips forward, sending his long thick throbbing penis deep into Taylor’s mouth.

As the head flung itself inside the hot mouth, pushing aside the firm lips, the head touched the back of the throat and started to gush, a huge load of hot salty cum came flooding out.

Taylor choked, his mouth constricted, tightening even more the hot cock inside, bringing another quick spasm that sent another large hot load of cum into his mouth. He coughed, barely, as his throat swallowed, and the hot cum kept coming.

He struggled with it, desperate to hold the penis inside his mouth, but feeling his body convulse in a choking spell. He swallowed again, and then once more and his stomach started to ease its pressure, his throat relaxed a small bit, as a fourth load of cum started to trickle out of the swollen cock head.

His tongue licked around the shaft, and he started to move his head away from the cock, letting his tongue lick it all over, his mouth now full with Cody’s semen. He swallowed again, and tasted the salt in the warm cream, but there was a sweet tang as well, and he could smell it, the smell of a man’s juice in his own mouth. He quivered as the smell traveled through his nostrils, and his grip on Cody’s ass weakened, as he let the wonderfully tight and firm butt sink back down to the chair.

Cody’s head was still slightly spinning, his breathing was rather sporadic, but he was gradually regaining his rhythm. Man, what a ride he thought, and then he looked down, to see Taylor.

He was leaning on the inside of his leg, Cody’s now limp dick gently resting near those red lips, Taylor’s breath gently wafting across his damp pubic hairs. His long blond hair was spilled all around his crotch, even across Taylor’s face, but Cody could still see the blue eyes, shining through the forest of hair strands.

Cody shifted his position, and reached down to bring Taylor up to sit in the chair with him. His naked body resting curled around Taylor’s own half naked body. Cody managed to scrunch himself up enough to bend down and give Taylor a kiss on the lips. He found an eager response, and as their lips touched he could taste his own cum, along those full lips. He shivered slightly and wrapped his arms around this new found playmate.

Taylor was in heaven, he felt warm all over. He knew he had done a good job and the way he was being held made him feel on top of the world. There is no way anyone could take this away from him. Not his father, not his grand parents, no one. He finally had found what he wanted, what he had searched for and the feeling was unlike any other he had ever experienced.

With those thoughts ringing in his ears, he decided to take the ultimate gamble, and with a squeaking voice he managed to croak out his invitation for the upcoming winter break.

He looked up into Cody’s deep eyes, the darkness that was there had a sparkle to them, like a glossy black corvette shining in the moonlight. He waited, watching the expression as Cody thought it all out.

“How would we get there? I mean I don’t know if old Betsy can make it up that mountain road.”

“It’s okay, my folks refuse to let me drive up there, so they always insist on getting some local guy from the resort to pick me up and take me to the cabin. It won’t matter if he picks up two instead of one, they usually send a four by, and there is lots of room, so, what do you say?”

Cody couldn’t resist those pleading eyes. He smiled and agreed, which launched Taylor into a kissing frenzy. It was only when Cody yelped with pain from being pushed back against the chair arms, that Taylor relented his kissing assault on Cody.

They slowly disengaged from each other and Taylor went off to get cleaned up and put some clothes on. Cody sat looking out the balcony window, watching the small flakes of snow twirling in the gentle breeze. He shook himself, wondering how he was going to work this all out. He knew that several members of the team and cheerleader squad were heading for that very resort as some alumni commitment, and he was scheduled to make an appearance too, but he just couldn’t disappoint Taylor; besides, it wasn’t everyday you got to get it on with a virgin that looked like Taylor.

The afternoon passed quickly. Finally it was time for Cody to take off and Taylor was feeling depressed about it. He hadn’t experienced such angst before, not even when he had a major test, did he feel this nervous.

Cody finally struggled out of the doorway, after many hugs and kisses the two finally were apart and a door between them. Taylor moped around the house for a bit, then decided he had to get out, even if it meant going to a bar. He just couldn’t stay home, and he knew that Cody would be out with “her”.

Taylor managed to make himself a sandwich and eat something. He really didn’t feel much like eating, he was feeling rather lonely. He couldn’t understand it, he had been lonely before but this was totally different. It was like there was a void in his heart, and yet he should be on cloud nine. Didn’t he just spend a frantic night and morning with his dream man?

Yeah, he said to himself, but what about tonight? He knew he had a taste of what pure lust and pure passion was, and he wanted more, but he had no idea on how to go about getting it. He couldn’t very well insist that Cody spent every free moment with him, it wasn’t like they could go about announcing they were an item, not if he wanted to live and certainly not if Cody wanted to keep his scholarship.

For the first time, Taylor realized just how complicated of a relationship he was beginning to enter into. His desire for Cody could actually lead to destroying Cody’s life if he wasn’t careful.

What pro team would even think of drafting him if they knew he was a fag? How could he lead the team next season if his teammates knew he was a ‘fairy’?

Were his remaining years on this campus doomed to secret rendezvous? Secret trysts in his apartment or motel rooms? Was this how being gay was to be for him?

His blue eyes that Cody loved staring into were clouded over now. His body shivered slightly as he thought about all of the dangers that were now facing him.

He had gone from being just a lonely kid in a small college with unfilled passion, to a small kid in danger of ruining not only his anonymous status but of taking down one of the most popular and promising athletes in the state. How did he get into this mess?

He shook his head, as he headed out of the door, there was so much to think about and so little time and worse, he had no one to talk to about it. What was he going to do?  On top of all this, how was he going to conceal his need and desire for Cody, specially around all those people who were always hanging around him? How could he keep his love hidden from people like Darla or Brad?

Taylor realized for the first time that love wasn’t just a great time in bed, it had a lot of danger with it.

It was your typical small college town bar. It wasn’t the most popular, the cool kids didn’t hang out here, but it still did a thriving business.  It had a small dance floor, but mainly there were nothing but tables and chairs jammed throughout the place.

Taylor had heard that most of the town’s gay community hung out here, but it wasn’t exactly a gay bar, no such bar existed in this town.  It was just, well that it had a lot of guys, and few women, so naturally it was assumed that gays frequented it.

He found a corner table, off from the crowd. A small slender blond came up to the table to take his order. It was “Malibu Night” so he ordered himself one, and sat back to go over that last 24 hours. He still couldn’t understand it, he knew Cody liked him, even wanted him otherwise why the move to get him to the dance, the ride home, the fantastic sex at night, so how could he be out with Darla? It just didn’t make any sense.

Taylor had been lost in his thoughts, sitting, thinking, drinking and he didn’t even see Brad walk in. He almost fell over his chair when suddenly there was Brad grinning down at him. He had trouble hearing through the din in the room and his brain was fogged by all of the drinks he had consumed.

Brad sat down, still grinning from ear to ear. It seemed he was bar hopping and alone, which was strange. Finally his voice managed to penetrate Taylor’s booze dulled brain. He was talking about Cody.

“Huh, what was that?” he stammered.

“Man are you loaded Taylor; I said I just left Cody over at Nicki’s, he was sure plastered. Funny, so are you, what’s the matter you two have a lover’s quarrel?”

Taylor looked stunned. Did he hear Brad right?

“What are you talking about?” was all he could manage, in a slight slurred voice.

“Hell Taylor, you really are blitzed, man, how many of those drinks have you had?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, you had better slow down.”

“Yeah, sure, so what are you doing here?”

“Just looking, and well, oh here’s the waiter, I think we better get you some coffee. Cody sure as hell would be pissed if I let you get too drunk.”

As the waiter came over, Brad ordered himself a beer and some coffee for Taylor. Taylor just sat there, listening, as if he wasn’t even there.

“CODY WOULDN’T LIKE IT” was all he could think of, just what did Brad mean by that crack, never mind the first one. Was he missing something? He couldn’t think, his head ached and even the two cups of coffee weren’t helping him now. He felt sick to his stomach, and yet he had to find out what Brad was talking about.

Brad helped him to the john, where he promptly threw up, his first time ralphing from booze. This wasn’t the Taylor his parents knew, but then again, all they did really know was his name.

After a few heaves he felt himself being led outside to the crisp winter air, the moon glow bathing the area in its golden light. He mumbled something; at least he thought he did. He heard Brad laugh, his strong arms holding him upright as he led him to a small car.

“LOVER’S QUARREL?”
“CODY WOULDN’T LIKE IT!”

He kept turning those words over in his brain as he felt his body pushed into the car seat, and he knew he heard someone talking, but it sounded so jumbled up, he couldn’t understand it. It had to be Brad, why was he talking so strange? Sounded like baby talk, and he tried to tell Brad to speak English but all he got was more laughter.

Taylor felt himself being manhandled out of the car, he was cold and he felt sick again, and as he moved along the walk, he bent over to puke once more into the side of the walkway. He heaved a few times, feeling like he was about to die, his whole insides ached, and he felt like he was falling, but something, or someone kept him from falling face first into his own puke.

Taylor felt himself being pulled up and pushed along the walkway. He felt his stomach churn inside him as the elevator took him and his handler up to somewhere. He was mumbling to himself, trying to figure it all out, when he felt a strange tug in his pants.

He started to moan a bit, as the hand inside his pants searched around, gently pushing against his dormant penis, and as the hand touched, he felt himself rise up, and he jerked his head up and his eyes cleared briefly, to see Brad’s face, down around his chest. It was his hand fumbling around inside his pocket, poking at his crotch. It felt good, and he felt the hand stay briefly when it felt his limp cock shaft.

Taylor heard his keys jangle, and he was being held up with a strong hand, by his door, as Brad fumbled with the lock with his other hand. Finally they were inside, and Taylor headed straight for the can, where he threw up some more, in his own toilet.

His head was aching, and his stomach was doing flip flops, but his senses were slowly returning to normal.  He could make sense out of the noises now, and he knew Brad was in his kitchen doing something.

He washed his face with cold water and staggered out to the hallway. He found Brad pouring some coffee into two mugs, a full pot simmering away.

Brad looked up as Taylor staggered into the kitchen.

“Here, you gonna need this one.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

“You sure tied one on, how come? Thought you would be in your glory, what’s going on?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You know, you and Cody.”

Taylor almost dropped the mug of hot coffee, as the words hit him like a thunderbolt. How the fuck did Brad know about him and Cody? What could he say, how could he say anything?

He placed the coffee down, looking everywhere but at Brad. He decided to play dumb, which was a safe bet, but he tried to figure out how he could get in touch with Cody. This was serious, what if Brad talked to others about this?

His body ached and he could feel a thousand jack hammer’s working on his forehead, as he tried to think this out. He was in no shape to ponder such a tough issue, and besides that, he had to go back to the can, his stomach was not doing back flips for fun, and before he could answer Brad’s questions, he ran to the bathroom to once again lean over the white porcelain God.

He thought he heard his buzzer, but that was most likely his head getting ready to explode. Every time he tried to make sense out of Brad’s words, his stomach would churn, and chunks of puke would rise in his throat.

Taylor was still puking, but no longer was it anything but some damn awful tasting crap. He had emptied his stomach of any contents long ago, and now all he could do was heave, which hurt like hell. He wasn’t used to this, and each time he bent down he felt like passing out. God, he thought, what if he did, his face would hit the toilet and then he would really be in for it. How would he explain that one?

He couldn’t stop his guts from heaving. Every time he figured he could manage, and started to get up, he fell back to his knees hacking and choking.

Suddenly he felt someone enter the bathroom. It had to be Brad, but then he felt two hands across his back.

Taylor felt the arms start to massage his back. It felt so damn good, but he couldn’t let Brad continue. He struggled to say something but he couldn’t, his throat constricted and he started to heave once again.

He coughed but the gentle rubbing continued, it felt so fucking good, his headache started to ease, his breathing was less strained, and he finally could feel his stomach start to quite down.

“Brad, please, don’t,” he managed to finally croak out.

“Brad?” a voice said. “You delirious, Taylor?”

“Huh?” Taylor whipped his head around, as the soft drawl of Cody’s voice filled his head.

Despite the immediate pain that went through his whole body he smiled, as it registered, the hands weren’t Brad’s, it was Cody who was rubbing his back.

“How, I mean, like…”

“Sssh, take it easy, we can talk later, come on, think you can stand up now?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Good, come on, here let me help you.”

“Okay, easy does it, now just lean on the counter; here, let me get the tap on, and we’ll clean you up a bit.”

“Okay.”

“Good, now come on, here it’s cold, watch it. Geez, don’t splash so much Taylor, okay that’s it; now come on, dry off and let’s get you out of here and get some more coffee into you.”

Cody guided Taylor out of the bathroom, and instead of taking him to the living room, he angled him off to the bedroom.

“Where’s Brad? I gotta tell you something Cody; it’s important,” he mumbled; but Cody just sssshhst him, getting him to sit on the bed, and then he started to undress him.

“Bring the coffee in here Brad,” Cody yelled over his shoulder.

Taylor was confused, but didn’t struggle as he looked into Cody’s face, seeing a twinkle in those dark brooding eyes, just happy that Cody was here.

Slowly, Cody got his shirt off, and then made him lie back as he undid his pants. He was taking off Taylor’s shoes when Brad entered with the mug of coffee.

He placed the coffee down on the night table, and then bent down to help Cody get Taylor’s shoes and socks off.

Quickly they had them off, and Brad stood back a ways, as Cody reached up and tugged on Taylor’s pants, yanking them down, and he heard a quick intake of breath from the doorway as his crotch was exposed. Taylor had a hard on, it was sticking straight up in the air, making his underwear look like a tent.

Cody’s hand was in front of his face. He grabbed it and felt himself being pulled back up into a sitting position.

“Well, looks like booze doesn’t keep him down,” Brad mentioned.

“Shut Up,” Cody said.

“Here, take some more coffee, Taylor,” and he reached out to grip the coffee that Cody was holding for him.

“Thanks.”

“Well, you sure tied one on; you finish that while Brad and I go get a cup for ourselves. Drink it all now and I’ll be back in a couple of minutes.”

Taylor obeyed, and slowly he sipped at the scalding hot coffee. His brain was slowly clearing, the fog was no longer so thick, and he was very confused. What was going on? How did Brad know about him and Cody, and why wasn’t Cody worried about it?

His head was aching; every movement brought him a sharp pain. The room was still spinning, but not as fast, and his stomach was slowly getting back to normal. At least he didn’t feel like upchucking every two seconds. He heard Cody and Brad talking, and it sounded like Cody wasn’t exactly pleased with what he was hearing. This was too confusing, he wanted to lie down, but knew he couldn’t.

He heard someone at the doorway, and he looked up from his coffee mug to see Cody standing in the light from the hallway.

“Cody, how, I mean who, what is going on? How did you get here? What is Brad doing?”

“It’s a long story, don’t worry about it. You shouldn’t drink so much, why did you do it?”

“I just couldn’t stay in, it was too hard, and I needed to get out.”

“Well, it’s a good thing Brad found you. I was worried when he told me you weren’t at home, which is why I sent him looking for you.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, you kind of got to me, I couldn’t stand being away from you either, but I had to. I mean, well, you understand? Right?”

It was as if Cody was pleading with him. He reached out, dropping his empty coffee mug to the floor, and flung his arms around that strong neck and around that wonderful face. He pulled Cody forward, kissing him hard on the mouth, pushing his tongue past the strong full lips, tasting him, wanting to taste much more.

“Hey, can anyone join in or is this a private party?” Brad’s voice echoed in the room.

“Real joker, aren’t you Brad? Now take a hike.” Cody turned back and helped Taylor to sit back down on the bed. As he did, he heard his front door close and he knew that Brad had left, they were alone, but man his head hurt. His stomach was still churning inside but he so desperately wanted to be with Cody again, he struggled to stand up, but his stomach won out and he slumped back on the bed. “Don’t sweat it, just take it easy, now lie back and relax.”

Cody’s soothing voice was all the convincing he needed and he fell backwards, letting Cody lift his feet onto the bed, and cover him up with the sheet and blanket.  His eyes closed with Cody tucking him in.

His ears were ringing, and they wouldn’t stop. He groaned as the loud harsh ringing kept reverberating through his entire body. His mouth felt woolen, like he had swallowed a dozen pairs of his thick ski socks. Slowly he opened his eyes, to the soft glare pouring in from the window, and he shivered a bit, feeling the cold draft of air coming from the hallway. Thankfully the ringing had stopped, and he slowly stood up. Halfway up to a sitting position, he stopped. He heard a voice, and it suddenly dawned on him, he wasn’t alone and the ringing must have been his phone.

Just as thought dawned on him, a figure loomed in the doorway. “It’s your Dad on the phone,” the voice said and Taylor looked up, squinting, at the tall figure, and seeing the smile on the thin face, and instantly his heart raced. It was Cody. He was here; last night’s blur was a little clearer now.

He tried to jump out of bed, and got very dizzy, and Cody’s hand shot out to steady him, the bed sheet falling to the ground, exposing his whole white naked body. He realized that he was not only naked, but he had his ‘wake-up’ hard on sticking out, and he turned a bright shade of red as he stumbled past Cody.

“Better hurry with that call, looks like we have something to take care of,” Cody calmly stated as the naked Taylor swayed past him to grab the phone.

He looked back as he picked up the receiver to see a wide grin across Cody’s face. He loved the way his cheeks pulled back, the small dimples more pronounced by the wide open mouth, the white teeth gleaming at him. He almost lost it there, but managed to summon some strength as he heard his father’s voice bellowing at him.

“There’s been a change of plans,” he announced to the room, his back still to Cody. “I can have the cabin but instead of leaving next Friday, I

 have to leave tomorrow or not at all.”

 

“Yeah? So what’s the problem?”

 

“Well, can you still get away, I mean, it’s earlier than we planned, but, well…”

 

“What time tomorrow?”

 

“Early, the truck and driver will be here to pick me up at 7.”

“Ouch, that is early, doesn’t give us much time, but I think we can manage. Guess that means I am going to have to stay here tonight!”

Taylor turned to face Cody; his face lit up like a Christmas tree with those words and he stumbled over to embrace this tall athletic giant who had turned his entire world upside down. How had this happened? Now, he not only was still going to go skiing but Cody was not backing off. His heart raced as he kissed Cody, all over, first the lips, then his cheeks, then down to under the chin, tasting his flesh, the slight salty flavour washing his mouth, stinging him slightly.

Cody staggered under the assault of Taylor’s fervour. He was taken aback by the sudden rush of joy his simple words had brought, but his brain also reeled from the flippant way he had just decided to once again cancel his evening for this blond boy in his arms. This was going to get sticky, he knew, and not just from his hard ramming rod, but from his decision to be with Taylor.

Taylor was in 7th heaven. His head no longer ached, well not too much, and all because this dream man was really a dream. Nothing he could ever imagine or fantasize about could equal the way this was unfolding.

He kissed and kissed, tasting him all over, the nape of the neck, the chin, the throat, everywhere possible he kissed wanting to taste every inch of this hot man.

“Whoa, settle down,” Cody finally commanded. “We have time, why don’t you go jump in the shower, while I figure out what we should have for breakfast.  Okay?”

“Uh, oh, yeah I guess I should, yeah sure, I won’t be long.”

“We’ll see, okay off with you.”

Taylor stepped into the shower, the hot water spray stinging him slightly as he adjusted the nozzle to let the soothing water cascade down his full body. He was still hard, and there was no way he would go limp until he came, but he thought he could hold out till after breakfast. He loved the way he was being looked after. No one, not even his mother or rather the servants, had ever treated him so well. He shook his head, letting it fall directly under the warm spray.

Suddenly, he felt two strong arms circle his waist, the shower curtain open, and then he felt a sudden excitement. Cody had entered the shower, his clothes off, and he was standing behind him now, his own hard dick pressed hard against the white flesh of his ass cheeks.

“Ready for some breakfast, Taylor?” Cody’s voice whispered softly into his ear, then he felt the pressure of Cody’s lips as he kissed him on the ear lobe, then lightly nibbled at the bottom of the lobe, and pressed his whole body hard into Taylor’s backside.

“Yes, oh yes,” was all he could muster. His legs were weak and felt like rubber to him. The hot water kept spraying him as he felt Cody kissing him one second, then gently nipping his ears the other. A wave of electricity passed through his entire body with each touch of Cody’s lips or teeth. He started to groan as he felt one hand slowly come around from his waist, gently rubbing him as it traveled up to his chest, to gently pinch his right nipple, flicking it, making it spring into a full erection; then the hand gently traveled downwards, across his flat stomach, causing him to flinch and grind his ass backwards, where it pushed back against the hard long cock of Cody.

Cody’s hands reached out, gently pulling Taylor’s off his own body, and wrapped them behind him, so they rested softly on Cody’s ass cheeks. Then he moved his own hands back to Taylor’s body. He reached out with his left hand to the soap dish and grabbed the bar of soap.

He felt the warm water cascading down the soft firm chest of Taylor. He placed both hands in front, gently lathering them up with the soap, and then he put the soap back, and started in on the quivering body in front of him.

He started with his right hand, gently moving it from side to side, soaping the whole upper body, washing him with the flat of his hand, keeping the bar of soap now back in his left hand to follow up. He moved in a wide circular pattern, first with the soap, around the chest, the pecs, the nipples, then he gently rinsed the same area by gently rubbing his right hand across the recently soaped area. His own body, now tightly pressed into Taylor’s backside.

While he was busy washing the perfect young body in front of him, his face rested against the side of Taylor’s neck, and every now and then he would find himself kissing that wet warm skin, or his tongue would gently flick outwards, to lick the running water off the white neck.

Taylor was arched backwards, a soft but constant moan coming from his mouth as the warm hot water played with his chest, and Cody’s strong hands gently rubbed his body. He couldn’t believe how good he felt. His heart was beating faster with each gentle swish of Cody’s hand against his body. His breathing was becoming laboured, and he found himself gripping those tight firm ass cheeks with increasing pressure.

This was something he had never thought of. Being taken in a shower of hot water, and he started to squirm as a vision of this whole affair floated across his tightly closed eyes.

Taylor’s moans and gentle shivering was making it hard for Cody to concentrate. His balls ached something fierce, and his own penis was throbbing with excitement, as his body tried to melt with Taylor’s.

Cody felt his own ass cheeks get hot, as Taylor’s long tapered fingers dug firmly into his soft flesh, sending waves of excitement through his entire body. The water kept its constant beat but his own heart was now rising in tempo, gradually beating faster and faster, and his hands now sensed the same urgency, the same urge to move faster and firmer.

Cody was getting very hot, and now sweat joined the hot steaming water in cascading down his body. It found tiny crevices between their two bodies, adding to the excitement.

Taylor could feel the trickling jets of water between his back and Cody’s muscular front. He could feel the hard stomach muscles contract with each movement of those strong arms and firm hands across his stomach now.

Cody was breathing hard now, as his hands found the soft wet pubic hairs, matted against the hot flesh.  His left hand, now firmly holding the dwindling bar of soap, moved downwards, lathering the top of Taylor’s crotch, and then he moved his right hand, to firmly rub the area. He was breathing in gasps now, as his soapy hand gently moved out and along the very long and very, very hard penis.

Taylor groaned loudly as he felt the slippery right hand stretch out along his long cock shaft, rubbing the soap into the blood filled shaft, gently rubbing around the jerking cock head. He almost lost it the feeling was so hot and so damn intense. His whole body shook hard, driving his firm ass back into the waiting dick of Cody. The touch of that hot cock against his ass, the simultaneous touch of that firm hand around his cock head almost caused him to shoot his load, but he held on, knowing that much more was to come.

The two bodies now shook together, quivering under the still flowing hot water spray from the shower. Cody was breathing hard right into Taylor’s ear. He could feel his own hard cock wedged now in the crack of Taylor’s young hot ass. Each time that Taylor moaned, his ass cheeks shook, and each time they shook, his wedged cock jerked hard, eager now to penetrate the waiting hole.

Cody brought his soaped left hand back around to his own body. He quickly ran it along the full 9 inches of his hard cock, making it as slippery as possible, then he dropped the soap to the floor of the shower. He placed his right hand firmly now around Taylor’s own long hard cock and with his left hand he pressed against Taylor’s back, making him bend slightly.

His cock, wedged back between the firm ass cheeks, felt the change in the body it was pressing. The quick bending down of Taylor spread the legs wider, opened the ass wider, and suddenly it was all as it should be.

Cody’s dick rushed forward, as Taylor’s ass pushed back, and the two met, a slight tug, a slight grunt and a slight gasp and the huge cock head was now past the tight pink wet asshole, sliding slowly inside now, spreading Taylor even wider, forcing him to straddle the tub, his legs now wedged against either side, as Cody’s one hand gripped his own struggling penis, the other firmly resting on the small of Taylor’s back.

The huge cock traveled quickly inside, the velvet smooth lining eagerly lubricating the soapy penis as it dug further into Taylor’s ass. Taylor was breathing hard now, short quick shallow gasps of air, water now spraying him full in the face as his ass spread open wider with each passing inch of the hot cock. He reached back, his hands no longer able to grip the firm ass cheeks of Cody. They dug in frantically at the sides of Cody, clasping his hips, urging him to move inwards faster, urging him to enter him totally and completely.

Cody was in, deep inside the unbelievably soft warm bowels of Taylor. It felt even more satisfying than before. As his long hard cock pushed inside, he could feel the soft lining wrap itself around the huge pole, making it push slowly inwards, and the heat was unreal. His own heart now beat faster and faster as each touch of that warm lining sent wave after wave of pleasure through his entire body. His own strong legs were now almost reduced to a molten pool of liquid rubber. He pushed forward, resting more of his weight onto Taylor’s backside. His hand gripping the hard cock in front, pulled backwards, forcing Taylor’s ass into his own crotch, burying deep the hard cock inside.

Cody’s breathing was coming in short static gasps. His whole body shook with emotion, as he pushed in, and then pulled out. With each inward thrust, he yanked back on the huge throbbing cock of Taylor. Each outward pull of his hips, brought an outward thrust of his hand on the trembling penis in his grasp.

He couldn’t keep his motion slow and even. His brain was in a steamy fog, as it ordered more and more blood to race towards his pulsating dick. He was reeling as his blood drained to power his long hard cock inside Taylor’s quivering asshole.

Taylor felt like he was on a cloud. His whole body ached from head to toe as the hard quick thrusts sent him reeling. His feet would rise off the bathtub, only his toes still on the ceramic floor with each inward thrust of Cody’s hard throbbing dick. He groaned with each push, his own cock would try to jerk free of the firm grip of Cody’s hand, and as he was being fucked he was also being jerked off. His mind was in turmoil, not sure which was the more pleasant feeling, and which he should concentrate on. He felt like he was falling with each outward pull, and yet, he wanted more, and soon his whole body moved in time with each thrust of Cody’s hips.

Cody saw the first night flash across his face as he rammed his hard long cock into the warm wet asshole in front of him. He saw the night sky, the falling snow flakes as his hips ground into Taylor’s soft flesh.  He saw the gentle falling flakes increase as his power increased, as his dick started to jerk along its inwards journey inside Taylor. Cody started to moan loudly now, as his hips pushed in harder.

Taylor was close, he wanted to try and hold on longer, he was desperate to, but the warm water flowing across his chest, the firm grip on his own bulging penis, and the quick strong thrusts in his asshole were too much for him. He started to anticipate the inwards thrust and as Cody’s crotch rubbed into his ass, he would start to twist his hips, grinding the hard cock inside him, squeezing it harder with his muscles, and at the same time twisting his own firmly held dick, sending unbelievable waves of joy through his entire body.

His breathing was nearly one constant gasp for air. His racing heart was miles ahead of the last lap of the Indy 500 race, and going faster with each gasp of air. He was coming to the chequered flag now; his balls flew up to his cock, their massive load already starting to make its way into the long cock shaft.

“I’m Cumming, Gawd I can’t, it’s cumming, I…” he managed to squeak out as he felt his scrotum tighten under the pressure. His own cock started to jerk hard and sway side to side even though Cody’s hand was holding it tight inside his fingers.

“GAWD I CAN’T HOLD IT,” he said in short word by word breaths.

Taylor’s hard cock started to thrash within the firm grip of Cody’s hand. Hot cum started to flood past the tight fingers, and Cody didn’t even notice, as his own cock started to jerk hard and wildly inside the warm hole, as it touched the soft prostrate of Taylor.  His own cum was flowing fast and deep inside the young body when he realized that Taylor himself was also cumming.

The realization drove him wild, his hips ground hard into the firm ass cheeks, as if to push the embedded cock right through the young body, as if his own penis, shooting its wild hot load was in so deep that it was his own cum flowing out of Taylor’s dick. His hips now almost lifting Taylor right up, his back arched way back, as shot after shot of hot cream poured into the wet hole.

He could feel the sticky warm cum all over his hand, as it too flowed; the head of Taylor’s cock now within his hand, firmly held, but still bucking and thrashing about. Load after load came gushing out, pouring out through the cracks between his fingers, cascading down his hand, along his wrist and lower arm.

Slowly Cody was able to catch his breath, and his once raging hard cock was now hanging limp, the head still gently leaning against the once tight asshole. He could hear Taylor’s breathing start to return to normal, and he summoned what remaining strength he had to stand himself upright, taking his weight off the young body he had just pummeled.

Taylor slowly raised himself back upright as Cody’s body no longer kept him down. He stood up, the hot steamy water still pouring across his chest and stomach. He felt Cody’s hands on his shoulder, gently turning him around, so that he faced Cody.

He looked into the dark eyes, seeing the sparkle within. Taylor bent forward, his lips now pressed lightly against Cody’s own red lips. They clung together, letting the warm water wash them, drenching them in its warm embrace.

Taylor’s body still ached but he felt a thousand percent better than when he first got up to take his father’s call, and to have his 1st breakfast. He was now on his 2nd breakfast and while the eggs and bacon were good, he still liked the 1st one better.

Cody sat across from him, eating his own 2nd breakfast and his thoughts weren’t so much on the earlier feast, but on how he was going to get out of tonight. She could be such a bitch, and then there was the ski trip to worry about too.

He could see Cody’s face as he ate his own breakfast. He could tell that there was some major thinking going on there, but he hoped it wasn’t anything that would cause concern. Besides, the ski trip was really going to happen, and that was something he never thought would be possible.

How could he tell Taylor that he would have to be careful? There was no doubt that the physical attraction was one thing, but this had gone beyond that in less than a day. He really wanted to be with Taylor, but he also couldn’t afford to jeopardize his position at college.

Taylor finished at the same time as Cody.

“So, you want company with you to get your stuff for the morning?” he asked.

What would the alumni say if they knew he was a faggot? He didn’t think it would be complimentary and he really didn’t want to find out. There was Brad too, strange how he had gotten transferred here.

‘Huh? What did you say?” Cody asked as his mind flashed back to the present.

 

“You want company to get your stuff?  Where were you?”

“Oh, uh, no I don’t think so, I gotta run a few errands and stuff and besides, you look like you could use a nap already.”

“Well, sure, I don’t mind tagging along.”

     “No Taylor, it’s okay, besides, we have all evening after that.”

“Sure?”

 

“Come on, don’t pout now.”

 

“I’m not pouting; just have one bitch of a headache!”

 

“I bet you do, why’d you get so loaded?”

 

“I don’t know, the drinks just kept coming, and well, I am not a drinker and besides, I didn’t have dinner.”

 

“Well, you should be careful; anyway, look I should get going, but I’ll be back around 7 okay?”

 

“Seven? Uh, yeah sure that sounds fine. You want to have dinner here or go out?”

 

“Hmm, well I think maybe you should eat before I get back. I’ll grab something myself and that way we can have the evening together.”

 

“Well, sure, if you say so.”

 

“I think it would be easier; don’t sweat it bud, we’ll have breakfast together tomorrow!”

 

“Sure?”

 

 ”Sure, okay.”

 

“Yeah, no problem, besides I am not really in an eating mood, my guts are in friggin knots.”

 

“I don’t doubt it; okay, I am going to take off, you get some rest and I’ll be back around seven.”

 

 The day dragged on. Each and every minute it seemed like he had checked the damn clock or his watch to see what time it was. Slowly, ever so slowly the time managed to vanish.

It helped at around 1 pm when he managed to lie on the couch and sleep for a couple of hours. His stomach didn’t hurt after waking but his heart did. He wished it would be 7 pm but time merely marched onwards at a snail’s pace.

He spent the remaining hours walking aimlessly around his apartment, and every few seconds he would stand by the bathroom door, his hands on either side of the frame, looking in at the shower. His young face would break out into a smile as he recalled his morning’s shower, his 1st breakfast of the day.

Taylor kept pacing up and down his living room. Each time he came to the small dining space he would stare at the clock, wondering what was going on. It was now after 9pm and while the waiting for the clock to reach the magical hour of 7pm was bad enough, now it was even worse.

Time no longer moved slowly; it seemed to race forward, as if making up for taking so long to reach that magic seven o’clock. Each time he seemed to look, time had evaporated and still no sign or word from Cody.

Time continued to run, his pacing continued and his mind now started working overtime. What if Cody had an accident? He would never know, until it was too late. Maybe he had decided to not go with him and didn’t know how to tell him? These and other equally bizarre thoughts raced through his brain. Each thought brought about a twist in his stomach and sharp pain in his heart. With each passing minute he knew he was being dumped, and tears would well up but not flow.

One minute he was questioning himself, wondering what he had done to scare Cody off, the next he was cursing him for not having the balls to tell him it was over. Taylor went back and forth, one minute feeling sorry for himself, the next wanting to strangle Cody.

WHERE THE FUCK WAS CODY?

The clock was nearing almost eleven o’clock and still nothing from Cody. He was worried now, and his mind kept coming back to one thought, and one thought only, and that was that he was being dumped. He didn’t know why, but the empty feeling in the pit of his stomach, the uneasy feeling in his whole body, said only one thing.

“YOU ARE BEING DUMPED!”

It was all he could to do to keep from throwing himself onto the couch and crying his eyes out. It wasn’t fair, he hadn’t done anything wrong. He had given himself eagerly and willingly to Cody, let him do what he wanted, why would he dump him without even a word? Was he that bad of a lay? Was he that ugly?

Taylor sat in his armchair, these and other thoughts twisting through his tortured brain, his eyes moist from the constant presence of tears.

Cody was still sitting in his car, watching the clear night sky darken even more as the time approached 11 o’clock. How had he gotten into this mess? He was scared and he shivered slightly in the cold winter air.

He could see the stars twinkling up in the crisp night sky. There brilliant blue white light flashing in the deep darkness of the sky. It was a beautiful site, one he wished he could share with Taylor, up on Lookout Ridge, or anywhere; instead he had to go inside, he had to tell him what was going on.

DAMN IT, he thought, why couldn’t he have seen this coming? It would have been better if he never had made Taylor come to the dance, but he just couldn’t deny himself any longer. The way Taylor always sat next to him; the clean fresh scent that drove him crazy all those months; he had to have more, and now where had that gotten him? Now he was in deep shit, his whole future left up in the air.

He turned to look at Taylor’s apartment entrance. How was he going to tell him? He had been sitting here, in this same spot for the last 3 hours and still he had no inspiration. What was he going to do?

Cody placed his head into his hands, tears welled up and he could feel himself start to cry softly as images of a hurt Taylor flashed across his eyes. His athletic body quivered as he saw the hurt on Taylor’s face, but then he also saw his own face, as his parents learnt about his homosexuality, and he saw the faces of his team mates as they would look when they too heard about his being a queer.

There was no other way. He shrugged his shoulders, wiped his eyes and with reluctance, he finally opened his car door and headed up to the front door and to hurting the one person he had ever felt something for.

Just as the long hand on the clock reached the 12, the front door buzzer sounded. Taylor jumped to the panel. Holding his breath he heard Cody’s voice on the other end, and he punched the button, opening the front security door.

With his breathing coming in gasps now, he opened his own apartment door, standing there waiting for Cody to walk down the hallway.

In what seemed an eternity, he heard him coming and his face lit up as he saw Cody’s slow gait come up the hallway. Just as quickly as his face started to shine, it fell to a worried look, as he saw the redness around Cody’s eyes, the shallow look around his face, the way his cheeks seemed to have shrunk and the way his eyes looked, brooding, dark, and in pain.

Taylor stood by the door as Cody walked up, his heart aching as he waited.  He stood there, staring into Cody’s eyes, and for several minutes they just looked at each other.

Cody couldn’t bear to look at Taylor, the deep blue eyes looking so concerned, so worried. He knew, somehow this tall light of his life, knew and he didn’t know how but he had to make it right, he had to tell him and to hold him, at least one last time.

Finally, the battle of the searching ended, as Cody motioned  with his head to go inside. He followed Taylor in, gently closing the door, and as he walked into the living room, he squared his shoulders, ready to do what he thought he must.

Taylor could see the pain in the dark eyes. His wild thoughts of being dumped weren’t wild speculation; it was real, but why? Why was Cody dumping him?

It was obvious he didn’t want to do this, so why was he going to? He waited, seeing the pain, and his heart reached out, wanting to hold him, but something made him hold back. He waited, until finally Cody seemed ready to come inside.

He walked ahead to the living room to hear a sentence being passed, at least that was how he felt.

Cody sat down on the couch, his head lowered as he waited for Taylor to sit down. He prayed he wouldn’t sit next to him, and in one respect his prayers were answered.

Taylor sat down, but on the floor, next to Cody’s legs, and he looked up, peering into the dark eyes of Cody. It was almost unbearable, and his body started to tremble as he saw the compassion and concern in Taylor’s blue eyes.

How could he do this? He wanted so much to just be held by this tall young man, to have him wrap his arms around his body and to be able to say to the whole world, FUCK OFF, but he couldn’t.

Cody couldn’t stand it. He wanted to move but his eyes couldn’t leave those of Taylor’s. He wanted to run out the door but his legs were like cement, immovable. He tried to speak, but his lips were glued shut, and all he could do was look into those blue eyes, his heart pounding inside his chest.

Taylor waited, seeing the struggle going on inside Cody. He could see the heart beating fast; he could feel the torment and pain that was tearing Cody apart, and suddenly he knew exactly what he had to do.

It was like a huge jolt inside his head. Suddenly he just knew it, he knew the answers and he knew the questions. It was amazing, how he knew it, and he looked hard into the dark troubled eyes of the one person who made him feel worthwhile. He gazed into those dark eyes, seeing the answers, seeing the questions, but most of all seeing the pain and torment that was wrenching Cody apart.

As if a light had gone on, Taylor knew that he had only this chance to help, or he would lose forever this one person who made his life seem so worthwhile, so meaningful.  His own eyes never wavered; now, there was no doubts, no uncertainty in his soul.

Cody was near the breaking point. He couldn’t stop staring down, down into those blue eyes, and suddenly he saw a change, something drew him deeper into those eyes. His tongue licked his lips as his mind fell deeper into Taylor’s eyes. He saw the compassion and the worry grow, and then he saw it change. It was like watching a dawn approach over the horizon.

He wanted to speak, but something held him back. His heart flickered, magically it no longer felt like a sodden mass of lead, and its beat was no longer like a death knell.

The more his eyes bore down into Taylor’s deep blue eyes, the less his heart ached, the less his legs now felt like cement bricks. His chest was no longer heavy, and his brain seemed to be coming out of a deep fog, seeing light ahead of a dark cloud.

Taylor’s heart was beating steady now. It was strong and deliberate inside his chest, no longer racing in a frantic pace. A strong calm seemed to flow through his body as his whole being reached out to Cody. He knew that he could make this work; he knew that he was risking it all, but somehow, he would make this work.

Deep, in the far recess of his mind, a plan began to form, and he knew that the ski trip was going to help settle a great deal. He also knew that tonight, he would be with Cody, and that this wasn’t the ending of something he had only dreamed of, but the beginning of something far more intense, far more real, than any dream any fantasy.

Taylor took a deep breath, and with mounting courage he started to get up. First he got to his knees. His eyes were glued to those of Cody.

He was nervous as he moved in closer, his body now touching that of Cody. He could feel Cody tense as his body brushed up to his legs, then he knew he was right.

Suddenly he could feel his own heart reach out from his chest, reaching towards Cody, and like a dream, he could feel Cody’s heartbeat deep inside his own chest.

His face was now level with that of Cody. He saw Cody slowly lift his face to meet that of Taylor’s. His eyes were questioning, and yet somewhat at piece. Cody was letting him take charge; he was like a small baby in his mother’s arms as Taylor reached out.

Gently his hands found Cody’s shoulders, and he gently held the two broad shoulders and then he moved his face inwards, and his lips lightly touched those of Cody.

It was like an explosion inside his entire body. His blood pumped like a tidal wave heading for shore.

There was no stopping his raging emotions as he struggled to keep himself under control.

Taylor stared into Cody’s troubled eyes. Without flinching, or taking his gaze from those dark eyes, Taylor slowly moved his face forward, until their noses were almost touching.

He closed his eyes briefly, as he brushed his lips tenderly against Cody’s own lips. As they touched, his body jerked backwards, as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt.

Taylor opened his eyes to see Cody, leaning back, as if he too had felt the same thunderbolt. His eyes were looking into Taylor’s, seeking what?

Taylor moved up now, and sat next to Cody on the couch. He put his arm around him. He felt a sudden glow travel through his body, reaching out for Cody as he brought this boy close to him, as if to shield him.

Cody felt like he had just been kicked by a mule as Taylor’s lips lightly kissed his own. He sat back and watched in amazement as Taylor sat next to him, bringing him close and wrapping his arms around him.

“It’s Brad, isn’t it?” Taylor said softly, almost in a whisper.

“What? How? I mean, Yes,” Cody replied in stunned amazement.

Just how did Taylor know? There was no way for him to know about this, or was there? Had Brad said something to Taylor? Had he? If he had, Cody knew he would murder the damn bastard, to hell with the consequences.

“I don’t know how I know, I saw your face, and well, it was like your brain connected with mine, and suddenly I just knew that it was Brad and that you were in trouble.”

“But, I mean, this is freaky Taylor. And I, well, I don’t know how to say this, but yeah it is Brad, but not the way you might think. You have to believe me!”

“I know Cody, I know it isn’t your choice, but maybe I can help. Look, tell me about it, and let’s see if we can’t work this out. I don’t want to lose you Cody, you mean too much to me, and that is the truth!”

“I can’t Taylor, it well, it isn’t pretty.”

“Look, I can help, how I don’t know yet, but I do know I can help. Please Cody, don’t shut me out of this, I can help you,” he pleaded, his arm resting now on Cody’s thigh.

“What can you do? It is better this way, you have to take my word for it Taylor. I don’t want this to end either, but there isn’t a way out, you have to believe me Taylor!”

Silence fell between them. Taylor was getting desperate, he knew he could help but how could he convince Cody?

Taylor was getting desperate. He had to find a way to get Cody to open up to him, and he didn’t know how.

He looked at Cody, saw the pain in his eyes. His heart leapt out, trying to reach down and comfort Cody. His hands twitched at his side as his brain worked furiously to try and come up with a last ditch effort to get Cody to open up.

“Cody, you are my first,” he softly said. “Did you know that?”
The words seemed to hit Cody like a shotgun blast to the stomach. He reeled as the soft spoken words bounced around inside his brain. He was the first, the only one. He was actually loved.

How could he not tell Taylor now? He couldn’t change the solution, but he could at least give him the reason, to help lessen the pain. He looked over to Taylor and he saw that the words weren’t just words, he saw in the deep blue eyes that they were the truth, and his heart leapt up to his throat. He was choked and the tears he had been fighting back now flowed freely down his cheeks.

Taylor saw the battle being waged within Cody. He saw a glimmer of understanding and suddenly he watched in amazement as tears came trickling down that handsome well defined face. He saw the eyes water, and small drops run from the corners, down around the jutting nose, curling around the full lips.

He reached across pulling Cody into his own frame, feeling the body heave as the strain finally came tumbling out. Taylor leaned back to let Cody fall on top of his body, Cody’s head now buried into his shoulder, tears flowing more freely now, wetting his shirt.

Cody couldn’t hold back, the warmth of Taylor’s arms and his body was too much for him. As the words bounced around inside his head, his heart ached for the support that was only inches away. He nestled into Taylor’s arms, his head on the shoulder, his tears flowing into the soft warm body beneath him.

His heart no longer ached as bad. With each tear, each heave of his chest from his crying, his heart seemed to get stronger. His body trembled under the release of his fears, and he knew that he could now tell Taylor all about it. He also knew that somehow, he would fight to keep Taylor.

Cody finally was able to control his tears. Slowly he raised his head, the tears still visible as he looked up into Taylor’s blue eyes. He looked deep and long in those eyes, and his heart started to race as he knew this was his chance at something he had been searching for ever since he was just 13.

“I think I am in Love with you, Taylor!”

“Make love to me, Taylor,” he softly said, his eyes staring into those of Taylor, his arms resting around Taylor’s chest. “Please, Taylor, I want you to be my first too.”

Taylor’s heart raced ahead as the words burrowed into his very soul. Here was the most sought after guy on campus and he wanted Taylor, and not just casually, and he was to be the first. Taylor had never made love to another man before, he had never had the notion that anyone would ever want him to do that; but now, this minute, this second, he could think of nothing else in the whole world that he would rather do than make love to Cody.

Cody saw the wonder in Taylor’s eyes and for some strange reason he knew this was going to work out. Somehow he knew that he would not give him up, not without a real fight, and he raised himself, seeing the desire in those blue eyes.

He lifted himself up, and sat back on the couch. He threw his shirt off quickly, his eyes never leaving Taylor’s. He saw Taylor lick his lips, as he watched Cody start to undress.

Cody undid his pants, and lifting his legs up, he started to push his pants down towards his ankles.

Taylor’s eyes were glued to Cody. He saw the shirt flung on to the floor, and he stared as Cody undid his pants. Then he watched licking his lips in anticipation, as Cody pushed his faded blue jeans down his well tanned legs, towards his ankles. He saw the legs crouch upwards, raising one foot as he pushed the jeans down, exposing his white briefs to Taylor.

He saw the warm flesh slowly appear before him, and he looked down towards Cody’s butt and saw the firm shape held tightly in the white shorts. Cody managed to get the pants off and he dropped them off to the side of the couch.

Taylor waited; he held his breath as Cody started to grab the waistband of his white shorts. He raised his firm buttocks off the couch as he pushed the thin briefs down.

Cody lay there, his legs spread wide open, his clothes now laying casually on the floor. His eyes burned into Taylor. There was a deep desire sparkling within, and now it was Taylor’s turn. He too quickly tossed his shirt off, exposing his long upper body; the pure white skin seemed to glow in the dimly lit room.

Now he too undid his pants, sliding them down towards Cody’s outstretched body. He too lifted up one leg to push his dark jeans off his lanky body, but this time Cody reached out to help pull them off his leg. He waited as Taylor pushed the other side, lifting now that leg, and that he too pulled off so that now Taylor lay across from him in his boxer shorts.

Taylor saw Cody lick his lips, and he knew that this was a pivotal moment between them. His hands rested on the waistband as they looked into each other’s eyes.

As Taylor pushed his boxer’s down, he watched Cody spread his legs wider, letting Taylor’s own legs rest between his two. His eyes never left Taylor’s as the shorts came down and as they reached his feet, Cody reached out to gently take them off. He brought them up and placed them under his own head, rather than tossing them to the floor.

Taylor raised himself up, switching positions, so now he was leaning over Cody, his legs still in between Cody’s, as he lowered himself onto the solid body of Cody.

He kept his eyes focused on Cody’s face, watching the eyes, looking down into Cody’s soul, and he knew this was what he had wanted. He saw desire and need in those dark eyes, as he lowered his face and closed his own eyes, his face moving towards Cody’s, his lips burning, eager to touch Cody.

His arms were on either side of Cody, as his mouth gently brushed the warm lips. His mouth opened slightly, as did Cody’s, and his tongue came gently out, spreading open Cody’s lips, and he slowly inserted his warm tongue into the waiting mouth. He felt the saliva as his tongue pushed inside, tasting Cody, licking his teeth, his inside cheeks, then swirling around the tongue inside.

Taylor felt a strange sense of floating; he didn’t understand it, and yet he also felt a strange glow come from his heart, and push up through his mouth into Cody. His eyes were tightly shut as he kissed the firm lips of Cody, felt the passionate response and then he felt Cody’s arms, grabbing his ass cheeks, squeezing them tight and pulling Taylor’s body down onto his own naked body.

Cody felt himself rise up, but he struggled to stay flat on the couch, his arms now pulling Taylor’s body down onto his own, feeling the hard thick cock slide up his belly, the heat from it almost making him feel like he was on fire.

His whole body shook with the touch of that hot throbbing penis against his stomach. He groaned with the shake, and his knees moved up and outward, his feet curling around and against Taylor’s own lower legs.

Cody felt his heart jump inside his chest, and his breathing became quicker as his whole body started to glow from within. He felt a strange warmth pass down his spine from his mouth, and he felt at ease, his mind no longer troubled by other thoughts, all it could think about now was Taylor. His fingers clenched and unclenched, and he felt the soft flesh of Taylor’s ass, and a tingling started to travel from his fingers, up his hand, to his arms and was spreading all over.

Taylor’s arms were weak; they felt like rubber as his lower body touched that of Cody’s. He felt the hard throbbing cock of Cody against his balls, pushing up at them, sending waves of heat through his crotch.

His own penis was already dripping with pre-cum as it touched the hard stomach of Cody. The pre cum allowed the huge cock to slide easily up the washboard stomach.

Cody could feel the hot breath from Taylor as Taylor started to kiss him more passionately. His own breathing was coming in short quick gasps, as Taylor started to kiss him under the chin, a spot that drove him wild with desire.

Taylor felt like he was floating on a cloud, he could feel no pressure, no weight, as his mouth worked over Cody’s hot flesh. He tasted him, as he kissed him under his chin, and he moved down the rippled chest, towards his well defined pecs, feeling each muscle beneath his mouth, his lips.

He squirmed under the hard kisses, and the rough tongue every now and then licking his burning flesh. His own hands held firmly now Taylor’s ass but they started to roam, as if on a mission of their own. They caressed the soft ass flesh, then moved up to the more bony hips, gently feeling the sharp outline of the hip. Each movement made Cody feel hotter and hotter.

He kissed Cody, tasting the salt and feeling the warmth that was Cody. His whole body was lying atop the chiseled form of Cody, and his whole body glowed from the heat, the warmth that flowed through his body. His heart thumped faster with each passing second.

Cody was still feeling this urge to rise up, and his brain fought it, but the constant waves of desires were over powering his thought process. He couldn’t concentrate on anything else now, and slowly he felt himself lifting up off the couch, being held up by nothing but air. He trembled with the thought and his eyes opened, then closed, then finally opened to witness a darkened room.

He could feel his arms, gently running along the soft fleshy side of Cody’s body, feeling the firm muscles underneath the soft skin, feeling the blood racing along the arteries, feeling Cody’s heart beat, in tune with his own beats.

Taylor opened his eyes, and he saw below him two strong young bodies, small rivulets of sweat forming along the back of the blond, and his heart quickened.

The two figures lay entwined together on a bed of white; a strange light blue glow surrounded the straining flesh of the two figures. Taylor watched in awe as he saw his own body on top of Cody, his own head moving along the strong rippled chest of Cody. He watched with his breath held, as he saw his own lips gently kiss the left nipple of Cody, and he witnessed the way the nipple grew erect, stretching itself upright, and he saw it turn from a deep pink to a bright red as his lips continued to tug at the small erect nipple. He looked over to the right to watch his hand gently rubbing the smooth skin around the other nipple.

This wasn’t possible, but he was witnessing himself make love to Cody. He could feel a strange sensation with each movement of his hands, his mouth, his entire body. He saw the pale blue change colours, one minute purple, then a soft rose colour, then a forest green and now back to a sky blue.

His heart leaped and he saw it, saw the way his chest seemed to extend outwards and he saw Cody’s own chest heave at the same time, their skin touching as if the two hearts had leaped at each other, trying to join, trying to become one single heart, beating for both boys.

Winter’s Fare (Part 1)

Taylor stood at the mirror, checking his hair and as always, checking his own lithe body. He wasn’t a bad looking 18 year old. He stood at just 6 feet, his blond hair wasn’t long, but it covered most of his ears. His frame of 170 lbs was solid, thanks to his constant workouts in the gym. He liked what he saw; he only wished that someone else would like it, maybe someone like Cody?

The mere mention of Cody’s name, even in his thoughts, always sent a shiver down his spine. He was definitely hooked on that stud, the local college hunk of the term. It was only because of Cody that he was here now, in front of this damn mirror trying to get ready for a dance he was petrified of going to.

Taylor had first met Cody, the man who haunted his nights, at the beginning of term, when he was assigned to help tutor a few of the college’s athletes. He had drawn Cody, the new student and the hopes of the entire football team. The highly recruited quarterback had chosen this small Colorado college instead of some big league school for reasons that confused many, but was a major success for this little known school. The administration had assigned Taylor, an honors student to make sure their star passed.

From the first site of Cody, lounging on his bed in the dorm room, his long lanky frame stretched out, exposing a perfect specimen of young manhood. His 6 foot 2 inch body had it all, as far as Taylor was concerned.

He had deep dark brooding eyes, that when they lit up, the whole room shone. His dark hair, cut short to just above his ears, his broad chest, with rippling muscles and that flat solid washboard stomach had made Taylor almost faint from the sheer magnificence.

Taylor’s body had reacted to this vision of delight in usual fashion, he had gotten the hardest erection he had ever experienced and it had confused him terribly that first day.

Three times a week Taylor had to sit next to Cody and go over the week’s lessons. Each time, he promised himself that he would concentrate only on the lessons; but the second he sat down, the unique odor and smell of this hunk would send his body into a spasm of aching torment.

Taylor could only imagine what it would be like to be held in Cody’s arms, to be kissed by this stud and even those thoughts were incomplete, as Taylor was still a rookie, a virgin in the field of love and sex.

It wouldn’t have been so bad if Cody hadn’t been so damn nice. He had a ‘to die for’ southern twang to his voice, that made it seem like he was singing a soft song each time he spoke. And his smile, man what a smile he had. You never knew when it would burst on to the scene, and it made him look so damn friggin hot! Taylor just couldn’t get enough of this stud, hell he even went to the football games just to stare wistfully at the way he walked onto the field, those damn tight pants, showing his firm ass. There wasn’t anything about him that he didn’t love, and as he flicked his hair back, Taylor knew he was going to be in trouble. He had another erection and he only had a few minutes left to get dressed and head off to the dance, to spend an agonizing time watching Cody and the female population of the college dance the night away.

Taylor shook his head and turned his thoughts to Darla, the current girl associated with his Cody. That thought always brought his erect penis down to its normal state, and this time it worked.

He still couldn’t quite figure out why he was heading off to certain torture if not outright humiliation; but then, yes he could. He was doing it because Cody had asked him to.

As he pulled his tight blue jeans on, his mind recalled that day, only a week ago, when he was at Cody’s dorm room. Brad was there, the star wide receiver, and they had just finished going over for the umpteenth time their last game, the last one of the season that had surpassed everyone’s dreams.

The mood was infectious, and Cody was in a really hyped mood, punching Taylor on the shoulder as he sat down, the mere touch almost forcing Taylor to excuse himself to use the washroom. That was something he found he was doing way too often lately.

The team wasn’t going to any bowl games, but it had actually finished with a winning season, thanks mostly to Cody and to Brad. If they were popular earlier, they were now like Gods to the alumni and to the student body. Taylor was on the fringe of this, and he liked the attention. He reveled in the atmosphere and when Cody talked about the Victory Dance coming up, he too grinned.

That faded quickly when Cody asked if he was going. He didn’t know what to say and he just shrugged it off, but Cody wouldn’t drop it.

“Come on man, you have to go,” he insisted. Finally Taylor said he didn’t have a date, and then his world collapsed as Cody told him that wouldn’t be a problem. He, Cody, would get him a date, and so the die was cast.

It was almost like he was pleading with him, and those eyes, that face, it was all too much for Taylor. Cody seemed to be willing him to accept and to give in to his demands.

Taylor couldn’t wiggle out now. He was hooked and he felt like unless he came down with a life threatening disease, he would have to go to a dance and pretend to like it. If he didn’t, then his escape to this small college would have been wasted. He would be found out once again, and once again he would have to run, unfulfilled, still a haunted being.

Taylor tried every trick in his limited repertoire, but to no avail. He gave up when Cody asked him if he just didn’t want to join him in celebrating a victory he helped engineer. How could he refuse this man anything?

Reluctantly he agreed and for his reward, he received another light punch to his shoulder. He tingled with the touch, his straining penis stretched even more and this time, he excused himself to go to the bathroom for relief.

For the entire week he had been on edge. What would happen if he couldn’t control his body, as if he ever really did? How would everyone laugh at him, but worse, what would Cody do?

He was petrified of going, and here he was walking towards the gym anyway. The night was cold, a huge cloud cover and a distinct snow smell was in the air. It would be snowing before morning, he knew and with that thought his spirits buoyed somewhat. It would mean that at least for this Christmas break he could get some real skiing in.

He could hear the music through the gym doors. The parking lot was packed and yet he still managed to spot Cody’s older style Camero in the lot. If that car could talk, he thought as he walked past.

Walking through that gym door, Taylor entered the Straight World and, so he thought, walked into his night of reckoning. He was scared, and yet also excited, because there in the far corner was Cody, a blue cotton shirt glued to his unbelievable chest, tight fitting white pants clearly showing his massive solid body.

Just the distant site of him, surrounded by clamoring girls, made an instant impression on him. He could feel his penis stir, and in a definite effort he searched out and saw Darla, draped on one arm of Cody. That vision was enough and the faint stirrings ended as quickly as they popped up.

Slowly he made his way to the far corner. As he got closer, his nervousness increased, his panic rose, and he could feel his stomach churning.

“Hey, there you are Taylor! Get over here, we’ve been waiting for you!” shouted Cody.

Everyone around him turned to stare and he felt like he was under a microscope being examined for strange bugs.

“Hi,” he mumbled, as he entered the circle of what was the most popular group at the entire college.

Cody made the introductions, saving Cathy for last. Taylor knew her from one of his classes, and she was a pretty nice looking girl, so he thought. She smiled and yet it was like he wasn’t even there. He could see it in her eyes; she was enamored by Cody, as virtually every girl on campus was. He smiled to himself, wondering what she would say if she knew that she shared the same lustful thoughts about Cody as her date did.

Darla wasn’t in a very happy mood, so Taylor thought, but then was she ever?

Cody was in top form. He was directing everyone around him just as he directed his football team to a stunning 8-3 record. Brad being the newest member of the team bore the brunt of Cody’s dictates along with a girl called Sandy.

Taylor wasn’t immune either and he was forced to the dance floor several times with Cathy. It wasn’t as bad as he thought, and Cathy couldn’t stop talking about Cody, which didn’t hurt his feelings one little bit.

The evening wore on. For the most part he sat at the table, enjoying watching his dream man dance on the floor with her. He always referred to Darla as “her” which made her appear as a mere obstacle to remove. He sat there, smiling for the most part, as his brain somehow managed to believe that Cody was dancing just for him.

He didn’t even think about how Cody always seemed to dance near the table, always near where he sat. When he was forced to the floor himself, he invariably found Cody dancing next to him, and smiling, always smiling.

Taylor would kill for that smile. The way his mouth would crook up at the corners, causing his eyes to sort of squint, but in a very attractive way. It made him so hot looking and so damn desirable.

He also noticed how Brad looked at him. It wasn’t a glare or a stare, but more of an “I know how you feel” look. Taylor, normally a very observant person, was not so tonight. There was no way he could take it all in, not with Cody wiggling those hips, moving those long firm arms around, and tossing his head, the way he did. No, not a chance.

He found it hard to keep his dick down, no matter how much he tried or how hard he stared at Darla, tonight it just wouldn’t behave. How could it, he thought briefly, with Cody there, tight shirt, tight pants, bulging crotch, how could it behave.

After the second dance he thought maybe he had been found out. He went to sit down next to Brad while Cathy went to freshen up with the other girls. As he came to the table, Brad winked at him, and then as Cody came to the table, he blurted out how something seemed to have gotten Taylor’s attention.

Taylor turned red as Cody stared right at his crotch, and there was no way he could miss the bulge.

Cody whistled as he gazed at Taylor’s crotch. Taylor was squirming now, his breath held in check, waiting for the comment that he knew would end his stay at this college.

“Guess you are hoping for a hot night later, hey Tay?” he asked.

“What? Oh, uh, well you see, I mean, yeah, you know how it is!” he finally sputtered out, exhaling as he did.

Cody and Brad laughed at that, and Brad punched him in the shoulder and asked if anyone else wanted a few drinks. Cody said sure, and then turned to Taylor, “How about you?” and Taylor barely managed to croak out a yes.

Well, at least he didn’t have to worry any more about hiding his hard on. For being a bright guy he should have thought of that scenario, but then he wasn’t just a virgin in gay sex alone.

It was nearing the end, he could tell as couples were slowly leaving together, arm in arm. Cathy sensed it too, and she more or less ignored Taylor now, spending her time either staring at Cody or glaring at Darla, mind you she only glared when her back was turned.

Brad and his date were getting ready to head off. “Hey Taylor, you need a ride home?” he asked.

Before he could answer, Cody piped up ‘Nah, he’s catching one with me and Dar, later Brad!” And with those eight words, Taylor’s world was about to change forever.

Cathy, it seemed, was even happier about that than Taylor. She immediately snuggled up close to Taylor, attaching herself to him. Taylor thought it was more like a Morse code signal, take him with you, and I come along as part of the package. It disgusted him somewhat, but he played along, simply because he was just too damn happy.

Brad and his date left, and slowly the entire gym was getting empty as couples left arm in arm. Their table now consisted of only Darla, Cathy, Cody and himself. Conversation was not easy, and in fact was very strained and awkward.

As the last dance was about to begin, Darla grabbed Cody’s arm to take him to the floor. The band was just getting into “Stairway to Heaven” as Cody resisted the pull.

“Come on Dar, give me a break, I’ve been dancing all night. Why don’t you take Taylor for a spin?” he said.

Taylor almost choked on the remnants of his drink. How could he do that to him? He had a real dumb look on his face, or he must of, cause Cody started bursting out laughing.

Looking as if he would fall on the floor with the laughter, Cody rose up and took Darla’s arm and headed off to the dance floor.

“Man, you should see your face!” he quipped as he left to take Darla to the dance floor for the last dance.

Taylor sputtered and just couldn’t come up with a comment. He had been had and he knew it. Cathy was still glued to his arm and she seemed to be pulling at it. Finally he came down to earth and realized she wanted to dance as well.

The music was playing and there were still lots of room on the dance floor, yet somehow Cody and Darla seemed to always be near. Taylor was lost in his fantasy world as he danced with a girl in his arms. He kept having this vision of Cody being in his arms, his head nestled against his own chest, not some woman’s.

Every now and then he would open his eyes, and each time he did, there was Cody, either his straight back with bulging shoulder muscles clearly defined in his tight shirt or it was Darla’s back with Cody’s thin face leaning over his shoulder, his eyes staring right into Taylor’s.

He knew he was having a problem, his crotch ached, and his body was in torment, and yet Cathy never seemed to notice the hard cock pressing against her own thighs. Maybe she too was in a fantasy world about Cody? He shook his head and noticed once again that Cody was looking right at him, now with a tight smile on his lips and a knowing spark in his dark eyes.

They gathered their stuff, and headed off to the parking lot. Cathy was snuggled into Taylor but her eyes were locked on the backs of Cody and Darla. She certainly had it bad for him thought Taylor.

Taylor enjoyed watching Cody walk. He had an interesting gait. It wasn’t funny or anything, but it was so purposeful, so powerful, yet dignified and controlled. Amazing how something this complex could be so graceful.

As they opened the door, a blast of cold frigid air hit them hard. Taylor almost took a step backwards, but Cathy didn’t budge, it was as if she was mesmerized by Cody and nothing else fazed her.

The night had an eerie glow to it. There was snow in the air and Taylor for the first time that night, thought about skiing and not Cody.

Cathy raced forward, and Taylor trudged along behind, enjoying the fresh scent and the tingling in the air. It was why he came here instead of going to the University of Miami or some other large campus. He knew that come Christmas break he would be on the slopes.

Finally he looked ahead and saw that Cathy was almost riding Cody’s rear end, and yet Cody and Darla seemed not to notice. He watched Cody’s arched back as if he were involved in a heated discussion and sure enough, as he got to the car, he knew something was up.

Cody motioned for him and Cathy to climb into the back and then they were off. The radio was clicked on and conversation was impossible due to the straining lyrics of “Night Ranger” on the Classic Rock station.

The car sped off into the night and Taylor was left alone to ponder this whole evening. Cathy was too busy drooling over Cody from her seat, and Darla seemed to be in another of her foul moods.

The car raced through the night, the strange glow making it rather like a moonlit summer’s night, except for the cold.

Finally, the car slowed and they were in front of Cathy’s apartment building. Taylor got out to walk her up to the door, which drew a surprise look from Cody and Darla, not to mention Cathy.

It was cold on the front step, and surprising even himself, Taylor gave Cathy a quick kiss on the cheek and thanked her for a nice evening. She stood amazed, then grinned and thanking him went inside. He walked slowly back to the car, knowing that his evening with Cody was about to end now. He wished it didn’t and yet, what would he do if he was alone with Cody? NOTHING was the answer that pounded in his brain.

As he got back into the warm car, he noticed a different type of cold. He got the most killer glare from Darla that almost froze his soul. There wasn’t much conversation and as Cody got back inside and closed the door, he gunned the car. It started to spin and he just gunned it even more.

Darla was edged up to the passenger door. Obviously she wasn’t in a talking mood and Taylor really didn’t mind, he couldn’t stand her high pitched voice anyway. It made her sound like she was whining, and to be honest, he figured she didn’t do much but whine.

He continued to stare off out the window, thinking about his whole evening and how he actually did enjoy it; but how, as usual, he was heading home alone. What would happen when he finished tutoring Cody, would he ever have another chance like that again? He doubted it, and he realized that while he had been lusting for Cody, there was much, much more to it than that.

Maybe he was obsessed, but no other person had ever made him feel so comfortable and yet, at the same time, so uneasy. He shuddered slightly as he thought of Cody and what it would mean if he could just reach out and tell him how he felt, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad? Maybe he would understand?

The car slid to a stop and Taylor twitched for a second. He started to move forward, as if to get out of the car when he realized that Darla was getting out on her side. Guess she was in a hurry to get rid of him, he thought. He changed his direction and then he looked out. Hey, this wasn’t his place; Cody had stopped at some other place.

He started to open his mouth, when he realized that Darla was getting out of the car, and that it was her stop, not his. His heart leaped at this change, and then it winced as she slammed the door hard. Cody just sat there, staring off, watching her arched back as she stormed up to the front doorway of her house. His eyes looked cold and forbidding as he watched her storm up the walkway. Taylor was slightly taken aback by the transformation of his dream man, all because of “her.”

Finally she reached the door, and without even a glance backwards she entered the house. Even out here, in the car with the wind whistling, the motor humming, he heard the door slam shut.

“Why don’t you hop in front?” Cody said softly.

Taylor climbed into the front, carefully looking at Cody from the corner of his eye. There was no doubt that Cody was not happy.

Once he was settled into the front, Cody turned to look at him. He stared for a second or two, looking deep into Taylor’s blue eyes, as if searching for an answer to some unknown question.

“You in a hurry to get home?” he finally asked.

“No, no panic,” replied Taylor.

“Good, I need some company, and you have been elected.”

With that he edged the car back onto the road and headed off. As they turned off onto the main road, small white flakes of snow started to drift down. The snow had finally arrived.

Taylor tried desperately not to keep staring over towards Cody, but the night had gotten to him. He had fantasized so much that being alone with Cody was driving him mad. Every now and then he managed to sneak a peak and to revel in his vision of Cody, long fingers gripping the steering wheel.

Cody didn’t say a word. He just concentrated on his driving. The snow was falling, lightly but the roads were slick and he didn’t push it. The car was a good one, and the tires were deep snow treads, so he wasn’t worried; he just wanted out, away from town, and so the car wound its way out to the old highway heading for Lookout Ridge.

Taylor lost track of time and reality. He was alone with Cody heading to only God knew where, the snow was falling, and he was with Cody. Crazy thoughts of maybe this was a sign, a signal for him to declare himself to Cody rushed passed his tortured brain.

He knew he could never make the first move, and yet his body ached for him to find the courage.

Cody was concentrating hard, so it seemed on his driving. Yet, Taylor thought there was more to it. He seemed almost as if in a trance, off into some unknown space of his mind, with some burning thoughts racing through. Taylor was content to simply be in his presence and he didn’t care what time it was.

If only he had more guts, could be more out going like, well like Cody he thought. Maybe if he could, he wouldn’t still be wondering what it would be like to be kissed for real or be held instead of having to dream about it all the time.

That was the worst, having to dream about it, without even knowing if his dreams were even close to the real thing. He made up his mind then, that no matter what, he would somehow find the courage to seek out someone who could teach him about love, about being wanted and about giving what was needed. He knew it could never be Cody, he just didn’t have the nerve to possibly upset that particular part of his dream world, but someone else, someone he didn’t know would do. At least that way maybe his dreams would be more real, and he knew that the center of those dreams would always be Cody.

He jumped, as he realized that Cody had spoken to him. The car was stopped and he could see they were up on Lookout Ridge, overlooking the whole town.

“Sorry, was off in space, what did you say?”

“Asked where you were.” Cody said.

“No where, just off thinking, well thinking about stuff, you know.”

Cody looked at him, his dark eyes penetrating right into Taylor’s soul. Taylor shivered slightly under the glaring scrutiny of Cody’s deep brooding eyes.

“Just ‘things’ hey?” Cody softly said. His gaze fixed to Taylor’s face now. Taylor squirmed; it was as if Cody had been reading his mind. His hard cock quickly became limp now, and his heart was beating faster but not from anticipation, but from fear.

“Uh, yeah.” was all he could muster.

“Sure it wasn’t about me?”

Taylor froze with those words. There was nothing but silence, the radio had been turned off and he didn’t even notice that. He could almost hear the snow hitting the car, engulfing them in a white blanket of pure silence.

His mind was racing, was he about to get the living shit kicked out of him? Were his days at this college now over? What could he say, how could he answer Cody. His head, now slumped downwards, he finally mumbled a weak “yes,” his muscles tensed, his body flexed as he waited for a hail of fists to strike him.

The snow kept falling, time kept ticking away, Taylor’s heart kept beating, faster with each fleeting second, every muscle in his body ached from being tensed up, waiting for what he knew was going to hurt and for which he knew was coming. He waited, not daring to look at Cody or even outside. How did he get trapped like this? He felt his chest start to burn.

Seconds dragged on into minutes now. His body was in pure hell, his chest ached as he hardly dared breathe, and yet nothing was happening. No fists were striking him, no torrent of vile comments were hurled at him, nothing, just the snow falling and the deep surreal silence.

Cody’s voice penetrated his fear shrouded brain.

“Well? You going to tell me or what?”

“Yes.” he finally whispered. “Yes, I have been thinking of you.”

Taylor almost went through the passenger side door as he felt a light touch on his shoulder. He winced and braced himself for the sure to come pain.

He turned slightly to look at Cody, as the touch, the feel of Cody’s hand on his shoulder, didn’t change. It was there, but there was no pain. He looked, first one eye, then the other, and then his mouth dropped open a bit. His lip, sore from him biting on it, was puffed but he was stunned.

Cody was staring at him, but not with anger or with hate or disgust, but it was more like, well like relief. As he slowly gathered himself together, he could feel the hand, Cody’s hand, tighten slightly on his shoulder, forcing him to twist in his seat, forcing him to look now at him.

His hand moved forward now, his fingers touched him, lightly under the chin, and then with surprising strength and tenderness, he lifted Taylor’s chin up, forcing those blue eyes to meet his own dark eyes.

Taylor blinked as his eyes met those of Cody. Small drops of tears were rolling down from the corners of his eyes; his body trembled with the soft touch of Cody, and his quiet voice, that now gently assured him that it was okay.

The wind was blowing hard, and the snow was falling in great big flakes. Taylor was in a winter dreamland. Cody slowly and gently wiped each eye of Taylor’s, softly telling him it was okay. The touch of his hands, his fingers sent his body into an even greater spasm of tremors.

Finally Taylor managed to regain control over his shaking body. He gulped in several deep mouthfuls of air and he looked into a face that only spoke of concern and understanding. How could he have known? How could he even bare to touch him, after finding out that he was having lusty thoughts of him? The answer came in the next wave of soft words from Cody.

“It’s okay Taylor, I have known for awhile now, and I just couldn’t wait for you to tell me. It has been too much for me, you have driven me crazy with desire since that first meeting at the Counselor’s office, did you know that?”

“No, but how, I mean, you are too?”

“Yes, for a long time now Taylor, but I have never met anyone like you before.”

“How, I mean, what did I do?”

“You make me sweat, you invade my dreams every night and worse than that, you make me so damn friggin hard every time I see you I think I am gonna shoot my wad every time you sit next to me!”

“But, that is how you make me feel”

“Really?”

“Yes, yes and it hurts soo much, seeing you and never having the guts to tell you Cody; oh gawd it hurts soo much!”

Taylor was almost in a full flood of tears. The emotion was so intense. He bit his lip again and looked back to Cody.

“I know it hurts Taylor, it hurts every time I see you, the way you look, the way you smell and I can’t wait any longer. Please, Taylor I want you, I have to have you, come here, close to me, please Taylor.”

Taylor almost leaped out of his seat, leaning forward, ignoring the stabbing pain of the gear shift as it dug into his stomach, he was too overcome and too eager, and the blow sent a pain through his entire body, but he ignored it. He couldn’t stand it, and he reached an almost equally eager Cody.

Taylor lunged one last time, in his mad desire to obey the command of his dream man, but the damn stick shift nailed him hard once again. He fell face forward, his face hitting into Cody’s chest, missing his mark. He thought he would never be satisfied in his quest for sexual happiness and fulfillment.

Cody reached down, and with a twinkle in his eyes he raised his chin, and then slowly bent downwards towards Taylor’s waiting face and hungry lips. Taylor kept his eyes glued to the warm thin face slowly advancing towards his raised one.

He watched, licking his lips over and over again as he saw Cody close his eyes and move on down towards his own mouth. He felt a slight shock rumble through his body, or was that the wind? No, it was him and the wind, as if Mother Nature was sending a chorus to aid in this whole grand opera. His lips parted slightly, waiting, his eyes refusing his brain’s command to close, he didn’t want to miss any of this, not this, his first real kiss.

Cody was taking his time, the anticipation building inside him and Taylor. He moved as if on instant replay but the distance closed, he saw Taylor watching as he closed his eyes, knowing that Taylor was fixed on his face. Then, his lips reached the goal.

It was like the earth had moved. The car shook with the shock as a jolt of pure energy seemed to pass between Cody and Taylor. Their heart beats rose rapidly with the simple touch of their lips. Taylor could feel his chest start to heave, his lungs rapidly trying to suck in air, his heart beat as if trying to burst out of his rib cage. His nostrils flared, as he could smell freely the unique smell that was Cody. He felt the heat increase between his and Cody’s body, the air almost as if it had been superheated by a giant explosion of pure dynamite.

Taylor’s body was in heaven. The lips touched, the jolts continued as now Taylor could feel the warmth and wetness of Cody’s tongue, it gently caressed his lips, bruised from his biting, and yet they didn’t hurt anymore.

The tongue gently pushed, licked across the lips of Taylor. Their fullness being tasted, inch by inch as Cody took his time, yet he seemed to transmit an urgency to Taylor, who slowly parted his lips.

As they parted, Cody’s tongue rushed in, forcing them open even wider. It swished around the clenched teeth, as if dancing for them, as if it was a signal, and just as Aladdin had said his magic words, ‘Open Sesame,’ the dance of Cody’s tongue sent the magic signal to Taylor’s brain and the teeth parted letting in Cody’s hot moist tongue.

Taylor started to swoon with the entrance of Cody’s tongue into his mouth. He could now taste Cody inside his mouth and his body shook hard, almost into a seizure as the intense pleasure was almost too much for him. He reached out, grasping a firm hold on Cody’s strong arms. His fingers dug into the warm flesh of those arms, he knew he was hurting Cody, but he couldn’t help it, if he let go he would faint, he knew that. Cody didn’t even flinch from the firm hard grasp.

His brain was reeling from the onslaught of electric jolts and waves of pleasure being sent through his mouth. His own tongue touched that of Cody’s and sent even more waves of pleasure through his body. His stomach contracted from the numerous waves of electricity running through his body.

Tremor after tremor ran from his head to his toes. He could feel his feet cramp up, his legs tighten. This was beyond any dream of his. This was beyond any thought or plan or anything coming close to what he had expected. Taylor was floating, his brain near oxygen starvation, colored lights now flashed before his closed eyes.

Taylor could feel his crotch ache beneath the pressure of the moment. His cock was pushing against his jeans, he knew his underwear was pushed aside inside his pants, and he felt so damn hot, sweat was starting on his forehead and down his back.

Cody reached across and gripped him, bringing Taylor’s body in closer as his tongue continued to explore the eager hot young mouth. Cody was feeling each tremor of Taylor’s body. It was being bounced back to him through his tongue, and he was now breathing harder than at any other time. It was worse than even after being chased by a 300 lb lineman for 50 yards. A small groan escaped his lips, and received a small moan from Taylor in response.

He pushed his tongue in deep now, tasting the back of Taylor’s throat. It had an unusual taste, something Cody had never experienced in his full young life. For all of his 18 years, he had never felt like this, felt the electricity passing between him and his partner.

Taylor’s tongue finally found its own courage and it now competed inside of Taylor’s mouth for space, it licked the bottom of Cody’s tongue, which registered hard with Cody.

Now Cody too started to tremble with the wide range of emotions running through his body. The mere pressure, never mind the taste of Taylor’s tongue beneath his, was something he had never felt before. The already hard cock in his pants seemed to leap forward, growing even harder and longer, a feeling Cody had never experienced.

It was like they had joined together at the mouth. They could read the other’s thoughts, feel the other’s heart beat, sense the other’s inner desires.

As if knowing that more would only lead to a rapid explosion of hot cum, contained in tight jeans, both heads pulled back, both tongues relaxed their desperate search.

Cody opened his eyes, his mouth barely a quarter inch from Taylor’s. He looked into the most wonderful pair of hot blue eyes he had ever seen. They were deeper than he thought blue could ever be.

Taylor could feel Cody’s breath on his face. His own breathing hard and laboured as well. He looked into a pair of what he thought were dark brooding eyes, and found instead a deep brown, full of spark and full of comfort and tenderness, a surprise for him.

No words passed between them. They just stared into each other’s eyes, but it wasn’t the eyes they saw, they saw the bare souls of the other. As if one, they both trembled slightly at the revelations they saw in each other. Their bodies tingled with the feelings flashing through their brains.

Without a word, they both turned in unison and climbed into the back seat. Taylor lay along the bench seat, on his side facing Cody, who squeezed in, next to him. Taylor had one arm pinned underneath himself, Cody had his one hand resting now on Taylor’s stomach, his other draped over the warm side of Taylor. Taylor’s one free hand rested on top of Cody’s and it too, was near both stomachs.

They lay there, breathing hard but slowly regaining their composure. Cody was thunderstruck at the feelings that he had just had. Taylor was still in shock from the massive electrical charges that had run through his body. Together they just lay there, looking still into each other.

The car shook from the howling wind and heavy snow was coming down so hard that there was no way to even see the orange glow of the town below but neither Cody nor Taylor noticed, they were too wrapped up in their own storm to notice.

As if a light had gone off in both brains, the two hands, tucked underneath, reached out for the other’s torso.

With some difficulty, their hands managed to find the shirt buttons and slowly they undid each button, together. Their eyes glued to each other. Taylor had never experienced such a deep well of warmth and passion.

Cody couldn’t believe how intense it felt, how silent the whole car was; he could even hear Taylor’s heart beat, the regular thump, thump of it, as he undid one button after another, until finally the shirt was undone. His hand was now resting on the waistband of Taylor’s jeans. His fingers were gently twisting the soft tuft of pubic hairs, reaching up from Taylor’s crotch.

Taylor couldn’t believe that this was real. He had to be dreaming as reality could never be this good. His hands moved with a will of their own, his eyes locked to Cody’s, seeing inside them a deep dark well of pure animal passion.

He too finished unbuttoning Cody’s shirt, seconds after his own was undone. He too rested his hand on the waistband of jeans, and as his fingers gently felt the warm smooth skin, he could feel his heart start to race, and as the heart increased its beat, he saw another spark inside those deep dark brown eyes, and he heard the sudden drawing in of breath.

Cody leaned in, his mouth now full onto Taylor’s. As if this was a signal, two hands, belonging to two different people, reached down to grasp and then undo two different pant buttons, and in unison, they reached inside, slowly. As the hands found their way into the pants, Taylor started to breathe irregularly, his chest back to heaving uncontrollably as it fought for air. His legs trembled with anticipation. His crotch ached from the need to be free and open. His feet were in spasms.

Brilliant blue and red lights flashed across his face, a sound of air rushing past him made him think he was lost in a long dark tunnel. Cody blinked and closed his eyes as his mouth crushed hard against the firm lips, his tongue now pushing hard, forcing them open, and this time it was met with an equally forceful tongue. Together they fought for position, tasting each other, sensing the other, and pushing, looking for an opening.

Taylor lost it; he had no control over his body anymore. Spasms of pleasure racked him, and his breathing was hard, labored. His eyes shut tight and his brain still could see a light show to rival any laser exhibit. His hands lost their feelings, his mouth surrendered to the plundering by Cody’s tongue. His hand fell to lay limp between their two bodies.

Cody knew he didn’t have much time, and he knew too that this was only a beginning of what was going to be his first real love affair.

His tongue searched deep. It licked all inside the mouth, tasting every inch of both cheeks, the teeth, even the tongue, and as it made its rounds, Cody reached inside the opened the jeans of Taylor.

His hand moved in to feel tremendous warmth, and he could feel a hard solid mass of heat, wedged between the legs, and his fingers gently started to trace the hard outline of Taylor’s enormous cock. He started up by the crotch near the public hair, and with the first touch he felt Taylor’s whole body arch outwards, crushing into his own body. Taylor’s mouth seemed to draw in, almost swallowing his tongue. He heard a garbled groan from Taylor as his fingers continued to trace out the huge outline of the hot cock. They ran along the huge shaft, feeling the enormous size of it, but also feeling the tremendous heat being generated from it. The cock jerked against the light touch of Cody’s fingers, each touch sending waves of electricity through Taylor’s body.

Taylor knew he couldn’t last; he opened his eyes to look at Cody. He had his eyes shut; his mouth pressed hard against Taylor’s, his tongue twirling around inside and his hand gently inside Taylor’s pants. As Taylor stared at the wonderful smooth skin pressed against his, he could feel his body tremble with each flick of the tongue, with each soft movement of the hand on his cock, wave after wave of warmth flowed through his entire body.

Cody opened his eyes to find the dark blue’s of Taylor. He saw his own reflection in them, and he saw more than just a shape He saw love, something he had never ever seen in any of his other partner’s. It was a strange reflection and he paused briefly, his hand resting by the cock head of Taylor, his tongue pushing the back of Taylor’s throat.

Cody shivered with the sudden overwhelming passion he felt for his 6 foot tall tutor. This boy with blond hair had stirred his heart, and more than once made his cock do flips inside his underwear. He saw nothing but love, nothing but passion, inside those blue eyes and he saw that he had found what he too had been searching for.

Taylor saw Cody’s eyes open. He saw the sparkle and he saw tenderness. He saw nothing else; his eyes closed again, his body arched upwards as he felt a touch on his cock, the touch of Cody’s fingers. His brain was in a fervour, lights flashed across his face, his eyes shut tight, his hands now clenching and unclenching. His lungs trying to gulp air, his legs quivering, his arms shaking now, his whole body racked with wave after wave of tremors and shakes.

Cody knew that Taylor was close and he couldn’t move. His hand continued its journey to the tip of Taylor’s cock. He felt the wet underwear, wet from all of the pre-cum and his finger started to trace around the huge throbbing cock. He could feel it jerk with each touch, each movement of his finger and then he knew it was now. Taylor let out a loud hard groan, his body flung forward, pushing Cody off the seat, and then falling on top of Cody.

Cody’s hand was still inside Taylor’s pants. His mouth knocked off, by the violent thrashing of Taylor. His hand grasped the throbbing cock, applying a firm pressure onto the hot thick shaft. Cody could feel a warm wetness on his hand, as the cock jerked violently in his grasp. Taylor was cumming, shooting his hot load of cum into his underwear. Taylor groaned loudly and he felt his cock jerk hard, time after time after time. Load after load after load of hot sweet virgin cum flowed from the tightly held cock, soaking through his underwear, covering Cody’s hand.

Taylor started to cry softly, as he raised himself back onto the back seat of the car. He was so embarrassed, he had lost control and now he felt like he was going to lose what he wanted most in his young 18 years of life.

Cody propped himself up, puzzled by the soft sobs coming from Taylor.

“Why are you crying, Taylor? What is it? Did I hurt you, isn’t this what you want?”

“No,no,” Taylor mumbled, “it’s just that it ended so quick, I didn’t want it to, but I couldn’t, I mean you were just too much, it just happened, please Cody don’t hate me, give me another chance, please I…” He couldn’t talk anymore, his sobs racked his body and his breathing was still labored, his chest still heaving.

Cody realized what was bothering Taylor. He didn’t speak, just looked at Taylor, watching his chest heave, watched his body jump to the deep sobs. His eyes softened, and he leaned upwards, pulling himself onto the bench seat, squeezing Taylor against the back.

He reached across, his hands gently wiping the tears from Taylor’s face, and cheeks. He kissed each eye, tenderly, softly. He put his arms around Taylor and drew him into himself, cradling him, and he looked down and softly told Taylor that he could have one thousand chances, but he didn’t need a second, this was only the start and they had lots of time.

Taylor slowly regained his composure, his body stopped convulsing and he lay quietly now, in Cody’s arms. He felt the inner strength of this quarterback and he knew why everyone on campus adored him, but he had something over them, he was Cody’s boy. Cody had said so, whispering it in his ear, telling him ‘his boy would have lots of time to be his.’

Time passed slowly, if it passed at all. Taylor didn’t want to move from out of Cody’s embrace, and Cody didn’t seem to want to let him leave. They lay there, together, each just enjoying the warmth and presence of the other. Finally, they started to sit up, realizing that time was indeed moving forward. They looked out onto a winter scene that postcards were made from.

A soft orange glow could be seen through the falling flakes of white virgin snow. It was the town’s lights, muted by the heavy winter fall.

The wind blew the flakes up, down, sideways, every which way it could and yet they hardly noticed it. They just noticed each other.

Reluctantly, they moved into the front seat to stare out at the whiteness falling from the heavens.

“Taylor, time we got off this mountain, but tonight isn’t over, unless you want it to be,” Cody said softly.

“I don’t want it to end, ever,” Taylor said forcefully.

“You live alone? Right?”

“Yes.”

“Not tonight you don’t, you have an overnight guest staying, me, okay?”

Taylor grinned for the first time since he came, and he answered Cody by reaching across, kissing him on the lips and squeezing Cody’s thigh.
No other answer was needed as Cody started to wheel the car off Lookout Ridge. It took them a long time to get down off the mountain and onto the main highway back to town. Neither minded, as they enjoyed the time together, holding hands as they drove slowly along the snow swept roadway.

Finally they came to the apartment building where Taylor lived. There was some guest parking, and after some careful maneuvering, Cody had the Camero parked.

They entered the one room apartment, chilled to the bone, but happy. Cody looked around at the neat living room and the books on the shelves above the television set.

He sat on the couch as Taylor bustled around, and finally Cody just started laughing out loud.

“Come on Girlfriend, settle down, you would think I am your first overnight visitor!”

Taylor stood like a rock, his head lowered now, but with some inner found reserve of strength he answered Cody’s laughing comment.

“You are my first, my first everything Cody, there hasn’t been anyone before you.”

Cody stopped in mid stream, his laugh dying in his throat. He looked closely at Taylor, then without another word, he smiled and got up. He reached for Taylor’s hand, bent down and kissed the hand lightly, then standing up straight and tall, clasping Taylor’s hand he led him to the bedroom.

Slowly he led Taylor into his own bedroom. Cody noticed the neat appearance of the room. He saw a pair of faded jeans tossed over the back of a chair, off in the corner. He saw a single night table, with a book and the alarm clock resting on it. This was a room that obviously never did have any visitors, just its owner, and it made Cody feel very humble and very excited.

He brought the trailing Taylor up to the middle of the bed, letting him stand there. They faced each other, their eyes looking into each other. Cody saw fear, shame, and even a tinge of concern, but mainly he saw nothing but adoration in those blue liquid eyes.

It made him feel very special, and with that, he made up his mind on what he would do next. He reached across, giving Taylor a small kiss on the lips. He then pulled him into him, gently, and gave him a light hug. He could feel a slight tremble run through Taylor’s body, and it excited him even further. This was something very special, and he was about to unwrap a special untouched package of lust. He wondered, briefly, if he was up to it, but he knew there was no turning back.

Cody stepped back, his eyes now focused intently on Taylor’s face. He reached across and started to once again unbutton Taylor’s shirt.

“Cody, I…”
“Ssshh, don’t say anything Taylor, just leave this to me, trust me, okay?”

Taylor nodded and he stood there, letting the man of his dreams do his magic.

Cody took his time, he wanted Taylor to experience the whole sexual experience, and he drew it out, making it last and making it imprint itself deeply into Taylor’s brain.

One button at a time, carefully and deliberately Cody worked on until the dark blue shirt was finally unbuttoned. He could see in the light of the room the bare white flesh of Taylor’s front. His well defined chest, his flat stomach clearly showed through the opening.

Cody stopped, with a finger to his lips he signaled Taylor to just stay there and he went out into the rest of the apartment. Taylor was nervous, not knowing what to do, when he heard his stereo come on.

He could hear some music playing now, barely, and he then saw the lights start to go off throughout his small one bedroom apartment.

Taylor stood by the bed, his shirt open, his legs felt like rubber but he managed to stay on his feet. He heard Cody now in the bathroom, and then the light to that also went off, leaving the whole apartment darkened.

Cody came back into the bedroom, his shoes off, and even his socks were off. He just smiled as he sat a bottle of baby oil down onto the night table. He turned on the small reading lamp, adjusted the light so it shown down and off to the door rather than to the bed. He then moved over to the window, and drew the blinds open.

Taylor’s apartment faced the mountain, and it had an unobstructed view. The snow was still falling, even harder now and it made an impressive sight.

Taylor stood transfixed as Cody made the room ready. He took all of the bed sheets off, setting them off towards the end of the bed. He then went back to the closet and brought out an old blanket and some towels, which he lay down on the bed.

He brought in from the living room the large thick red candle and its whale figurine holder. He placed it on the dresser, making space by carefully moving some of the stuff on top. He lit the candle then came back and switched off the bedroom light. He took the lamp off of the night table, setting it down on the floor. A small light was all Taylor could see, and that of the flickering candle.

The room was bathed in the white glow from the falling snow and the candle light; it made an almost eerie presence. Taylor shivered with eager anticipation. His once dull lonely room, fit only for dreams and hopes, now lay before him wide open, breathing life into his soul. Taylor could feel his heart already pounding and Cody hadn’t even begun yet.

The mood was set. Cody stood back at the door, the light from the light on the floor softly casting a glow to his own body, still clothed.

He looked over to Taylor, and he saw the excitement in those blue eyes. He also saw the chest moving, knowing that he had stirred Taylor’s imagination. It was 2am by the alarm clock and Cody knew it would be much later before either of them got any sleep.

Cody moved back into Taylor’s slightly wavering body. He reached out, and with his hands on both of Taylor’s shoulders, he drew his face inwards, planting a tender kiss firmly on those red waiting lips. He could taste some saltiness and it stirred his own inner being, his own heart started to jump, but he broke off the kiss before he lost control himself.

Without even feeling it, Taylor realized that during that electrifying kiss Cody had managed to remove his shirt. He shook himself lightly, as Cody now bent down, and undid his pants button. Slowly his hand moved the zipper down, and then Cody reached up, placing Taylor’s hands onto his shoulders.

With Taylor steadied, he then slowly removed the jeans. He pushed them down, very slowly, carefully letting Taylor feel the pants slide down his legs. As they moved past his crotch, Cody sucked in his breath. He knew this was one hung boy, but it looked so much larger than he had imagined. It was bulging out from the dark colored underwear. He could see the firm outline as he slowly moved the pants down to Taylor’s ankles.

He helped him lift one foot then another as the pants came free from Taylor’s body. He then made him lift one foot at a time to slowly remove the white socks. Now Taylor stood by his bed, only his underwear left to be removed.

Taylor was starting to quiver but not for the cold. He was so enamoured by the way he was being given his first lesson in love, that he lost all track of time and felt as if he was floating on a cloud.

Cody stood up, he faced Taylor, a small smile across his firm face, his lips slightly opened, his eyes locked onto Taylor’s. With a slow deliberate movement, he brought his hands up to his own shirt, and with equal slowness he started to unbutton his own shirt, one button at a time, until his own muscle bound chest was exposed in the flickering candle light.

Carefully, he removed his shirt, clearly exposing his entire upper body to Taylor’s widening eyes.

Taylor’s eyes were locked onto the scene unfolding in front of him. The light from the candle cast a flickering shadow across the whole room, and every motion that Cody made could be seen dancing on the wall behind him. The soft light from the floor made it easy to see the action as it unfolded.

Taylor licked his lips, his breathing was getting hard too and he still was standing by the bed.

Cody took one of his hands, moved it up his flat washboard stomach, slowly until it found his left nipple. He sent his fingers around his erect nipple, and then he squeezed it slightly, then he moved his hand slowly across his chest, over to his right nipple where he duplicated his actions. His left hand was making a circular pattern around his belly and he saw the way this made Taylor sway back and forth.

He brought his left hand up to his left nipple and now both of his hands were engaged in stimulating his nipples. Cody kept his eyes on Taylor and he saw that Taylor was intent on watching his hands, his breathing getting hard, and then Cody slowly moved both of his hands down his body, past his well defined pecs, down his flat hard stomach, to his pants. Taylor’s eyes followed, getting wider as the two hands approached the waist.

Cody gripped the waist of his pants, and he then sucked in his breath, and with a firm tug he pushed his still buttoned pants down off his hips, his dark underwear band now showing in the pale light.

Taylor’s eyes bulged as he realized that the pants were moving down, the button and zipper still clasped and up.

Slowly, he pushed them down, releasing his breath as they passed his hips, no longer held up by those slender hips. He kept his hands pushing down. He started to bend his upper body, but he kept his face anchored onto Taylor’s face, watching every twitch and crinkle in that baby face of Taylor’s.

Cody saw Taylor biting the lower portion of his lips as his jeans passed to his knees, his own crotch now exposed, but not totally. His bent frame covering the unreal hard on encased in his jockey shorts.

Down they went, to his ankles where he stepped out of the jeans, and with one foot, kicking them off to the side, out of the way. He then, slowly started to raise his frame, careful to make it slow, so that Taylor was almost leaning forward now, eagerly trying to glimpse at the full package of Cody.

Cody kept his hands on his legs, as he straightened his body upright. His eyes still watching Taylor and as his hands moved up to his upper thighs, he stole a quick glance over to Taylor’s own bulging crotch and as his crotch came fully into Taylor’s view, he saw Taylor’s hard cock jerk hard inside their own confinement.

Now he was totally upright, his hands resting on his jockey waist band. He heard a soft murmur from Taylor, and he knew that Taylor was close to actually cumming. It was exactly what he wanted, and he stepped closer now, standing only a few inches from Taylor.

Taylor’s head started to spin with the amazing show taking place in front of his eyes. This hot stud was taking him to the edge and he hadn’t even touched him yet. If this was sending him to orgasm, what would actual sex do to him?

Cody was inches from his body. He could feel the heat from that white perfect body standing in front of him. He couldn’t take his eyes off those hands; they seemed to have him under a spell.

Cody then knelt down to his knees, his face level with Taylor’s crotch. The hard erect penis stretching the shorts was almost touching Cody’s lips, it was so erect, and so eager. A small wet spot could be seen on the fabric, and Cody could smell it, the fresh scent of a virgin cock dying to end its loneliness.

He reached across, his hands gripping the waist band of the shorts. He heard Taylor give a slight gasp, could feel his body tense up as his hands touched him.

He rested his hands on the shorts, waiting, and then as Taylor let his breath out, he moved them down fast, the underwear at Taylor’s ankles before he even knew they were moving.

As the underwear moved down, in lightning speed, Cody moved his face forward and as the hard long erect penis shook free of the underwear it was greeted by Cody’s open mouth.

He swallowed the hot cock before it could even jut out fully. Taylor felt a slight draft of cool air but then a hot wave of pleasure seemed to engulf his whole crotch and he groaned loudly, as Cody took his cock deep into his throat.

There was no warning. Taylor leaned in, and as his underwear lay at his ankles, Cody’s hands were now back up, wrapped around his firm ass cheeks, pushing them forward, pushing them towards Cody’s face.

He started to stumble and reached out with his own hands. They found Cody’s shoulders and as they touched a jolt of pure electricity ran through his entire body. His brain reared back, throwing his head back, arching his hips forward, and his legs trembled and wobbled as lights of blue, green and red flashed across his eyes.

Taylor’s balls were aching and they sprang up to the hard cock shaft but found instead the warm face of Cody. His lips were glued to the pubic hair of Taylor, the long hot cock was now deep in his mouth and it was already jerking wildly inside that hot oven of a mouth.

Taylor started to cry with the sheer pain of the pleasure he was experiencing. His balls were like hard melons and his cock was so swollen that another second and the whole thing would explode. Just at that second of unreal pain, he felt the tongue of Cody start to lick the root of his cock, buried in Cody’s mouth, and that sent him over the edge.

His whole body shuddered from the onslaught of pleasure, and his cock started to jerk harder, and he could feel his balls sending its load of cum through the enraged cock. His hands now felt for Cody’s head, finding it, and clasping it between his two hands, he pulled the head hard against his straining crotch and as he felt the lips bury themselves deeper into his pubic hair, his cock exploded inside Cody’s mouth.

He shook uncontrollably now, his arms, his legs, his stomach, every part shook to the giant explosion of his cock.

Cody tightened his mouth’s grip on the throbbing cock inside. He held on as it jerked hard within his throat, bouncing around, flooding his throat with hot sweet tasting cum. He swallowed quickly, as wave after wave of this sweet juice poured into his mouth. He had never tasted something so sweet and so good.

The spasms started to decrease, Taylor’s hold on his head lessened, but his body still quivered with the racking waves of joy. His cock sputtered as the wild ride was over for the moment, the last hot load trickling out into the flooded mouth. His breathing was coming in quick spurts but gradually he was able to control the heaving chest.

The last of Taylor’s sweet cum dripped out of the now softening penis, and Cody licked it, sending another shiver of pleasure through Taylor’s already shaking body. With what seemed like reluctance, Cody’s mouth gave up its treasure and the last taste of cum washed down his throat.

Cody rose, but instead of letting his mouth and face off, he kept it pressed against the quivering white flesh of Taylor. His tongue, still coated by cum, licked first the wet matted pubic hair, then the belly, stopping briefly to lick out the belly button.

Taylor’s hand rested on Cody’s shoulders, supporting barely his weight, as his legs were like jello. He couldn’t believe the wave of feelings that were pulsating through his body. He had just cum, and yet it was like he wanted to do it all over again. Cody’s tongue on his stomach might have had something to do with that, as it moved up his whole torso, as Cody rose to his feet.

Cody didn’t stop his gentle but relentless touching of Taylor. He licked his chin now, then around his jaws, until it passed across the now cracked dry lips of Taylor.

The tongue gently washed across the lips, parting them briefly, then darted inside the hot mouth. He licked inside the cheeks, then pressed his own lips to those of Taylor’s and kissed him firmly. With that he then leaned back to look at Taylor.

Taylor’s eyes were a sight. Cody could see a soft warm glow in them. He smiled at the hot boy in front, and then with his two hands, he moved Taylor’s arms to his own waist.

Taylor started to push down on the fabric, but was stopped by Cody. Instead Cody made him keep his hands lightly on the shorts. He then took his own hands, and gently guided Taylor down onto the bed, into a sitting position. As Taylor sat down on the bed, his hands where still on Cody’s waistband.

Cody moved his body into Taylor. Taylor had to spread open his legs, to let Cody’s body inside. Then Cody started to gently push down on Taylor’s hands, signaling him that it was time for him to remove Cody’s shorts.

His hands trembled with anticipation. In a jerking movement, he tugged down, and he looked up to see Cody’s silhouette, staring down at him, a smile curled around his lips.

Taylor smiled back but then quickly turned his attention down and across to his mission. He watched as the underwear rode down the firm hips. As they passed down, Cody’s thick large cock jumped out, and it caused Taylor to flinch backwards, the surprise shocking him, and the size delighting him and scaring him at the same time.

Taylor had to bend forward to push Cody’s jockey’s down past the knees, and as he did, his face came forward and then he felt the sudden pressure of Cody’s hands on his head. He continued to push down, and the hands continued to guide his face toward that ever increasing throbbing penis.

He swallowed a few times as his face came to the tip, and as his lips briefly touched the hot flesh, he tasted for the first time someone else’s cock. The salty sweet taste was new to him, and he flicked his tongue out to taste more, and Cody just stood there, letting him take his time.

He enjoyed it, and then he started to lick the head, tasting the hot flesh itself of the burning cock head. He let go of the underwear, feeling Cody move his legs to push them off totally. He then felt the hands guide him, making him move in closer. Cody swung his hips forward, slightly, and Taylor started to lick the cock. He heard a moan come from above, and he knew he was doing something right.

His mind was amazed at the size of the throbbing weapon poised at his mouth. He wondered how any person could even consider taking such a huge piece of meat in his mouth, never mind the ass. He shivered a little, wondering if Cody was planning to fuck him; but then, Cody did say to trust him, and he did trust Cody, didn’t he?

Yes he did, he decided as he finally closed his eyes. He started to lick the huge cock, working his tongue around the cap of the head, licking it gently with his tongue, hearing an answering moan from above him. He felt one of the hands leave its purchase on the back of his head, then he felt the cock being lifted up, the shaft now exposed to his eager tongue.

His pace quickened along with his pulse as he tasted and savoured the flavour of Cody. Cody’s hands guided his movements, pushing his face down the shaft, letting him taste all of his throbbing cock.

Cody was moaning softly, as he kept Taylor exploring his crotch. He knew how hot he himself was getting, how his own body started to experience tremors of joy, and his own breathing started to quicken under the pressure of Taylor’s rough tongue.

Cody’s legs trembled as his cock was washed from tip to base, and then back to the tip again. His pre cum oozed out and Taylor licked it up greedily. This was love making, something Cody hadn’t really felt for a long, long time, if ever.

Cody pulled Taylor’s head up, before he lost control over his dick. He brought his face up, while he lowered his and gently he pressed his lips to Taylor’s, gently kissing them, tasting the salt of his own pre-cum on them.

The light below the night table was turned off now, only the flickering light of the candle and the moon glow off the still swirling snow fall lit the entire room. Cody lay next to Taylor now, stretched out side by side on the bed.

He cradled Taylor in his arms, letting his head rest firmly on his upper shoulder. He gently ran his hands down the entire upper torso of Taylor, lightly playing with each nipple, gently teasing his crotch as he just lay there, letting them both rest, both gather their energy. They had all night.

Taylor seemed to purr in Cody’s strong arms. He kept moving his head into Cody’s arms, like a little kitten plucking at a fur rug, settling itself for the night.

No words passed between them. Each was in their own world, yet it was the same world. Cody had never felt this way, this protective, this desired, this wanted. Sure, he had had some love affairs, well so he thought, but nothing that was as deep as this was becoming. He shivered with the thought, the responsibility it raised, and as his body shivered, Taylor looked up and placed his arm around Cody’s stomach, the arm resting just above Cody’s manhood.

He looked up and smiled, his eyes wide open, and it was as if a silent message past between the two. Their eyes were the portals for receiving their secret messages, messages to their souls.

Cody stirred with the closeness of Taylor’s arm. He raised himself and then he kissed Taylor, murmuring for him to hold on. He got off the bed and silently walked to the bathroom. Taylor heard the water running, then Cody returning to the bedroom.

Cody was doing something by the floor but he didn’t know what. He climbed in and lay back down on the bed, and he reached across to gently rub Taylor’s body.

He played silently with Taylor’s torso, running his hands along the side, down his hips, gently tweaking him under the arm, then along his face.

He kissed Taylor on the nape of his neck, tasting the young flesh, the freshness of his youth, and he kissed his chin, feeling the beginning of his beard, the fuzzy softness of the peach fuzz that one day would be bristling hair. He reached up and kissed his lips, feeling his heart skip a beat with the warmth from this blond young Adonis.

Cody moved slightly, turning Taylor more onto his back, then he pulled his left hand out, let it run down to the floor where he had placed a secret surprise. He knew that in a few moments, the quiet of the night would be shattered by their heavy breathing and by more intense love making. He brought his hand up, dripping from the hot water, and holding a small bottle.

Cody kissed Taylor hard, pressing his lips firmly onto his. A jolt of electricity passed between them. Their breathing increased, the pulse rate went higher and then, then Cody flipped open the bottle in his hand, and he brought it up, and started to squeeze the liquid onto Taylor’s body.

Taylor jumped with the touch of a hot liquid, and then relaxed as Cody whispered into his ear, sshh, and then he started to rub it around. The warm baby oil sent Taylor reeling. The way Cody’s hand now glided across his chest, spreading the oily substance all around, his little blond chest hairs matted to his body, the hand moving the warm liquid around each nipple, sending a spasm of pleasure running to Taylor’s brain.

Cody poured even more of the hot baby oil onto the lithe body. He pinched each nipple lightly as he spread more oil, gently working it down the stomach now, filling his belly button with the sweet smelling oil. He poured more liquid now just below the waist line and began to spread the oil down the legs, leaving for the moment the crotch. He rubbed the oil into the legs, then along each inner thigh, then with a final squeeze, he started to slowly rub and spread the oil along the thin patch of pubic hairs, gently rubbing, gently touching, and now he coated the rising penis, gliding his hand along the shaft, making sure each inch of the cock was covered with the slippery substance.

Gently Cody rubbed the oil under Taylor’s fully erect penis. He took each of the slightly shrunken balls, and gently he coated them with the slippery baby oil, then along the underneath, oiling the root itself.

With every part of Taylor well oiled, he moved his hand up back along the path of his early descent. His hand glided over the body, sending a small current through the body, causing Taylor to quiver with his touch. His hand found the left nipple and as it touched it, Taylor moaned from the ache he felt. Every part of his body seemed to be super sensitive now, and with that shudder Cody gently raised himself and then lay on top of the oiled body.

He was careful not to put his full weight on Taylor. He now placed his hands to the side then he moved his body upwards very slowly, gliding along the oiled body of Taylor, and at the same time, oiling himself.

His body glided up, his chest now almost level with Taylor’s face, and then he slid back down, so his face was now level to Taylor’s crotch. He did this motion two more times, each time he felt Taylor moan and twist under the movement.

Taylor started to breath very hard. His chest ached with the pressure of breathing so hard, and his whole body ached now, and once again he was rock hard. His cock ached, his balls felt like a hot poker was pulling on them.

Cody started to gasp as the slick motion on Taylor’s hard body was sending waves of joy through his body. He trembled with the touch and he could feel the heat beneath him. Their two bodies were like raging fires, coming together at the same time. He could feel the hot cock rising once more but he had something else in store for it this time.

Cody pushed himself one more time, upwards, but he stopped and raised himself, his chest now off the hot body, his legs he now placed on either side of Taylor’s wiggling body. His ass now slightly open rested backwards to rest against the slightly jerking cock of Taylor.

He now pushed up to dangle his own hard cock against Taylor’s lips. Taylor flicked his tongue towards the throbbing cock, sending it into a spasm that transmitted through Cody’s entire body. His head arched back and he slid back, down the oil soaked stomach to rest against the hot cock of Taylor.

The top of his ass held the throbbing cock on it. He could feel it wiggle and jerk with each touch of his hot ass. Cody ached like he had never ached before.

Cody was finding it hard to keep his thoughts together, finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than the ache in his ass and in his crotch.

Flickering candle light danced along the walls, twirling snow flake shadows floated among the dancing flame, and Cody reached behind him to grab hold of the hot cock dangling by his aching ass.

He couldn’t wait, he didn’t want to wait, and he needed it, needed it now, and without any hesitation he raised his ass up off of Taylor, and pushed the oiled cock down towards him, then he lowered his ass, his cheeks open slightly until he felt the hot cock head nestle between his ass cheeks. Cody was twisted, and he could feel Taylor groaning with his touch.

He raised himself and turned slightly, and the cock, with radar like precision now rested right on his asshole. Cody took a breath, and then in a steady push down, he took the throbbing cock into his asshole. It spread his sphincter, and he let out a small yell of pain, as the blood gorged cock pushed inwards, his hand guiding it still as he lowered himself onto this giant organ.

His ass finally rested dead center on Taylor’s crotch, Taylor’s cock buried deep inside his hole, held tightly by his squeezing inner muscles.

Taylor was groaning, tossing his head from side to side with the feeling of being inside Cody. He had thought how wild it had been to have cum inside Cody’s mouth, and now he was inside Cody’s asshole. His heart was racing like a rocket taking to the sky.

Taylor was in a dream world. His entire life he had imagined what it would be like to enter another man, and nothing he had ever imagined could describe the feeling that he felt now. There were no words to describe the sensation that was constantly pumping into his twisting and thrashing body from his cock. He was lost in a sea of lights, bright ones, flashing all across the horizon on a shimmering background of a twinkling light of lighter hues. He couldn’t believe his unbelievable night, his body ached and he knew that once more he would soon be shooting his load.

Cody was riding it hard, it felt so totally unreal. He could barely see, his eyes clouded over with an orange mist, and through the mist this face kept floating in and out of focus. He knew the face, the soft blond peach fuzz, the matted blond hair, the deep blue eyes, and he knew it was Taylor’s face. He could see the red lush lips, being licked over and over again by that hot tongue. He could feel the wildly gyrating body under him. The heat was like being in a steam bath, his body was dripping with baby oil and now his sweat as he grinded his ass down for the umpteenth time on that large pole up his ass. Cody felt the hot bristling pubic hairs rub against his oil soaked ass cheeks each time he came down onto the twisting body. His head was spinning with the way he felt. His heart was pounding hard, his chest heaving to the strain he was putting on it.

There wasn’t much time left, he knew that. Cody could feel the cock inside his asshole squirm each time he moved, he could feel it grow even larger and thicker inside his tightly held together legs, he could feel the heat rise inside him and he knew that Taylor would soon be cumming. He cried slightly and then reached out in front of himself. He gripped his own hot throbbing penis, and as he touched it, he felt a sudden push upwards against his downwards slide and he knew it was happening.

Cody surrendered to the motion and the ache in his loins. He gripped his large cock and he pumped it hard as he increased the speed of his ass pumping on Taylor’s cock. He heard a distant shout and he could feel a sudden deep wetness in his insides. As the realization that Taylor was shooting registered into his mist shrouded brain, his own cock started to jerk wildly under his hand, and he too shouted out, shouted “TAYLOR, GAWD TAYLOR” and with those words he started to jerk his hips and grind them as he started to shoot his cum.

Cody was rocking on top of Taylor who was thrashing around. Taylor raised his head slightly as he heard his name called and he felt a sudden swat on his chin and without even thinking he opened his mouth to try and catch Cody’s flying load of cum. He managed to catch some, as shot after shot came flying from his legs to his face. He was covered in cum, and he was frantically licking his face, desperate to gather it all into his mouth and as he did he could feel his own cock shoot his own cum up into Cody’s willing and tight hole

The motion subsided slowly, the screaming and wild groaning ended and all that could be heard in the candle lit room were the sounds of two hearts beating rapidly, two lungs gasping for air, two bodies shaking to the strain of the recent exertions. Slowly Cody raised himself and plopped himself down next to Taylor, totally spent, totally exhausted. Taylor was still gasping, his body still trembling from his recent venture into full sex.

They lay there; the two bodies glued together, each one carefully fitted into the other. Arms mingled with legs and other body parts. Limp cocks rested in their fur. Taylor’s cock was so exhausted that you would never guess that it reached over 9 inches when aroused. The blanket and towels that Cody had laid on the bed where soaked and yet they couldn’t care, they were too tired.

“Taylor, you are amazing,” was all Cody could gasp out. He smiled, kissed the nearest part of Taylor and then wrapped himself up further into the body of the tall blond. He pulled a cover over them both, and with one last sigh, he fell deep into sleep.

Taylor was close behind, his mind filled with peace and contentment. He heard the croaking voice and words of Cody, smiled and felt the wet weak kiss on his shoulder. He sighed and wondered if maybe, just maybe he could get Cody to spend the winter break with him this coming weekend. He had his father’s cabin and the skiing would be terrific, and he could think of nothing more perfect than being up in the mountains, in an old rustic cabin, laying in front of the large fireplace naked with Cody. He had to ask him, and as that thought and that vision floated across his face, Taylor fell asleep.