Nate & I Ch. 05

"What's gotten into you? Defending the queers," Brent snapped back.

"I'm not defending queers. I'm defending people," Jake said.

"Are you gay too, Jake?" Brent asked after inspecting him.

"No. I'm just trying to be a good person, unlike you. Brent, you're a douchebag and if that's what you want to be remembered as, then go for it. I, on the other hand, am tired of giving people Hell. Either apologize to them, or get out of my life," he said with anger raising in his voice. I got chills. There was obviously more behind this outburst from Jake besides the bullying. But what is the question.

"You're seriously gonna throw our friendship away over them?" Brent asked rudely, pointing at us.

"This isn't just about them. If you don't know what this is really about, just go," Jake said.

Brent stood his ground for a moment, and they stared each other down. I was 90 percent sure a fight was going to break out. But it didn't. Brent walked away in a huff, and Jake turned back to us.

"Sorry about that," Jake said.

"No. Thank you. I forgive you, man. I'm glad we're cool again," Nate told him. They gave each other that straight-guy-handshake-hug-thing. Jake turned to me next. I was speechless from what had happened at first.

"Yeah... Thanks. I forgive you too," I stammered out. I held out my hand to shake his. Jake took it and pulled me in too. It was a weird feeling. He pat me on the back pretty roughly too. I pat him so lightly that I don't know that he even felt it.

"Well I'll see you guys around?" Jake asked.

"Uh, we're going to UCO this fall actually," Nate informed him.

"Ah, well maybe sometime this summer we can chill or something. What do gay guys do for fun?" He asked. It wasn't meant to be rude, more ignorant.

"Anything a regular guy would do," I said with a somewhat smile.

"Ya know, except girls," Nate added on. That got laughs going.

"Alright, more for me! See ya then," Jake said and walked off. We all waved.

"Well I couldn't say I saw that coming," Nate admitted.

"Same," I agreed.

"Let's go now. I'm tired of being here," Nate suggested.

"Agreed," I said and laced my fingers into his, and we walked off.

We got into my car and left everyone. I saw all of my classmates disappear in the rearview mirror. It was likely the last I'd ever see of them. Unless I decide to go to our ten year reunion. I'll have to see about that though.

When we arrived home, we wasted no time getting inside. I closed the door and let out a huge sigh.

"Free at last!" I yelled out.

"And we have the house to ourselves, but whatever shall we do?" Nate asked dramatically.

"Hmmm. We could play a game of Uno. Or... go for a walk. Or... have sex. Or watch reruns of old cartoons," I rambled to him.

"What was that middle one?" Nate asked.

"Go for a walk? Yeah, we could walk around the neighborhood," I mentioned.

"Mmm I was more leaning towards the other one," Nate commented.

"Oh okay," I said with a grin. I took a step closer to him and placed my hands on his chest. I rubbed up to his shoulder and squeezed his shoulders.

Nate's hands wrapped around my lower back and pulled our hips together. He leaned in and kissed me sensually. We held there for a few moments. That kiss was magical. It felt different from all our other kisses. It was more real. Like we were closer to each other emotionally and the world could have ended and I wouldn't have noticed. Chills went down my spine and his fingers sent this chills back up. I broke our kiss with a smile.

"I love you so much," I whispered.

"I love you more," he whispered back.

"No you don't. You don't even know how much I love you," I playfully argued. He kissed me.

"But I do know that you can't possibly love me more than I love you," he said, and I kissed him. I used to think that I-love-you-more arguments were cheesy until I was in one.

"Oh yeah? Then prove it," I dared. He went back into our deep kiss and then took my hand. I moaned as he pulled me down the hallway. We entered my room and immediately fell onto my bed, never breaking contact with our lips.

I laid on top of him, and he held me tight in his big arms. He pressed our bodies close. There was no way we could be closer. Well, there was ONE way.

Things started heating up quick. Nate's hands rubbed against my back roughly and pulled my shirt up. He touched my skin and we got warmer. While he did, I kissed harder and bit his lower lip as I pulled away. He smiled up at me as I stripped my shirt completely.

By that time, I was straddled on his lap. I pulled his shirt off of him too. I laid back down and melted into his kids once more. My body slid lower, and our legs intertwined. As we kissed, our hips would grind together. I felt our swelling bulges run over each other. I involuntarily moaned.

Nate's hands slid up my back once more, and he ran his fingers up through my hair. Our tongues were wrestling when he took a handful of my hair and pulled back. I gasped as he lifted his head and pressed his lips against my neck. He kissed tenderly at first but progressively got harder.

I put my hands on both of his shoulders and squeezed harder as he kissed harder. I groaned when he reached and gripped my ass through my pants. His hand found its way into my back pocket and rested there.

Nate left my neck and released my hair and immediately found my lips again. I grabbed his face as he rolled the both of us over so that he was on top. He kissed down my neck once more and got to my chest. He started sucking in one spot, and it felt blissful.

"God," I let out and held onto his back. I scratched as he got rougher on my skin. I stretched my head back and closed my eyes.

His mouth moved down. His teeth dragged along my skin as he got closer and closer to my crotch.

"You like that?" He asked me quietly.

"Mmhmm," I replied almost inaudible.

"Tell me, babe," he growled. That really got to me. I looked to see that he was already looking up at me with his brown eyes.

"That feels amazing, babe. Don't stop," I told him.

He moved to the area of skin just above my waistband and kissed. I gripped the sheets as his hands gracefully unbuttoned my pants. He tugged and they slid down, revealing my tight briefs. They really showed off the fact that I was incredibly hard.

His hand rubbed my bulge and squeezed a bit. I bit my lip. I kicked my pants off, and Nate settled between my bare legs.

He went to the part on my leg that was just next to my underwear and lightly bit me. His face dragged up to my waistband, and he hooked it onto his teeth. He slowly pulled them down. I watched as he revealed my cock bit by bit until it could be held no longer. It flopped out and hit my stomach with a slapping sound. It felt good to be free. Nate discarded my underwear and pulled my legs open a little wider.

His hands ran up to my chest as his face went down. He got close, and I could feel his hot breath on my pulsing member, begging to be touched.

His first move was licking my balls. He scooped them into his tongue and sucked on each one. Then, he took them both into his mouth at the same time. He twirled them in there with his tongue and sucked with just enough force to make it feel good. I moaned as they popped out of his mouth and hit my dry skin, dripping with his spit.

Next, the very top of his tongue dragged from my balls up my shaft. It barely touched me, but it still gave me a wave of sensation. He flicked the underside of my head, and I couldn't help but moan.

"Please," I said with my breath. I couldn't handle the teasing any longer. Nate smiled devilishly.

He pointed my cock up to the ceiling and dropped onto it. The way he took my meat into his mouth was like a carnival ride. He dropped halfway down, came back up a bit, then dropped again. He did this a few times until I was all the way in. He was deepthroating me. Every inch of my dick was covered in this hot man's mouth.

He sucked, pulled, and twisted around on me. His fingers kneaded my balls as my cock poked into his throat. I let out a loud moan.

I looked down and saw Nate looking up. We maintained eye contact while he blew me, and it wasn't awkward. It was nice actually. He broke it when he took the length of me again. This time, he pressed on me with his lips as he let it slide out. My skin glistened with his spit as he did. Just before my head came out, he pulled his lips out. He was very careful, but he let his front teeth lightly grave over the ridge of my head. It was a feeling I'd never had before. I let out another moan.

"Fuck, where did you learn that?" I asked him, breathing hard. He let my cock slap my stomach again.

"I looked up some techniques so I could surprise you," he said with a sexy smile.

"Damn... You could've made me cum just doing that," I told him. He giggled and headed back to my crotch.

"Ah ah ah," I said and put one finger on the underside of his chin. I guided him back up to me and lightly kissed him before putting him on his back.

"Your turn," I said. I sat up and grabbed his crotch. I could feel that he already had a full boner.

I stripped him of the confining fabric and saw that he was straining against his boxers. It wasn't even standing all the way up. I slid my hand up the boxers and grabbed his base. It was so thick. My thumb ran over his balls and he groaned for more. I retreated my hand to pull them off.

I traced patterns on his shaft with the tip of my tongue. I tasted the drop of precum that had leaked out too. Then, I went lower and took his balls in my mouth. They fit perfectly as I swished spit over them and squeezed gently. He tasted amazing. I felt every detail of them over my tongue. His breathing was quickening too. He let his hand run over the hair on the side of my head.

I let his balls loose and licked up his shaft once more. I let the thing penetrate my throat in no time. I dove right onto it and was sucking him hard. I grinded my tongue on the underside of his shaft and pressed my lips tightly around it. I felt his head poking my throat as I bounced on it. It was like I was trying to suck up a smoothie through a tiny straw only the smoothie was Nate's cum and the straw was far from tiny.

Nate held my head with one hand and starting thrusting. I held still as he took control and fucked my face. He went fast and moaned heavily. I ran over his inner thighs with my hands as he did. When he took too big of a stride, it popped out and slapped me. The fat, wet head left a spit mark on my cheek. He smiled at me and I returned it.

"Fuck me Nate," I told him as I grabbed his hand.

"You want this thick cock inside you, babe?" He asked me as I dropped onto my back with my knees up. He got up between them and I leaned up so that we touched foreheads.

"Yes please. Open me up with that big thing," I whispered to him.

He lowered his face to my hole, and my head slammed back against my bed. If I didn't have memory foam, I might've gotten a concussion. His tongue was going hard on me. It went all over me and even into me. His tongue fucked me, and like second nature, I opened up to him.

"Please," I moaned to him.

He raised back up and picked my legs up. He placed them on either of his shoulders so that I was going to be easily entered. He positioned his head and poked me.

"Ready?" He asked. I could only nod at that point.

He leaned forward and let gravity do most of the work. He pressed and forced his way into me. Even with all the spit on my entrance and his cock, it still hurt as his girth widened my asshole. He slid in at an even pace. He didn't stop until he was balls deep inside of me. I felt him press against my prostate. During this whole time frame, I let out one of the loudest moans I had ever made.

Nate held still for a second as my hole pulsated around him. I could tell he was feeling just as good as I was. I could feel his warm, wet balls against me. We both breathed heavy and looked into each other's eyes. I saw a twinkle of lust and love in his. This was more than just sex.

Nate began to slide out, and I felt every bit of movement he made. Just as his head was caught on my hole, he slammed back in, only faster and harder this time. I could tell this wasn't one of those 'he started slow and picked up the pace until he got a rhythm' type of fucks. This was going to be harder than that. Nate repeated his actions and a loud slap sounded. I let out a grunt when he did. With each thrust he made into me, he stabbed at my spot with that head of his.

Precum was forming a pool on my stomach. Nate started pulling out again and I squeezed onto it. When I did, I brought a moan out of him. He continued and slammed in again. I closed my eyes tight and breathes heavily.

"God, you're so fucking big," I growled as he slammed again.

"I'm so close," he managed to get out as he went in again.

"Cum in me, Nate. Fill me up with that hot cum," I told him in a loud whisper.

He didn't need to be told twice. He unleashed whatever he had and was drilling my hole like no other. Nate's hips were moving at an unreasonable speed as he fucked me senseless. I didn't even know someone could go that fast. Not even in a porno. The clapping sounds sounded like someone was actually clapping. That's how fast he was going in and out of me. Each time he stabbed my spot, I felt myself getting closer to cumming.

"Here it... Here it...," he tried getting out but couldn't. He pounded even harder but slowed the pace as he erupted. I felt him cum. It wasn't ropes and spasm either. It was what seemed like a near constant stream of cum shooting into my ass. It was a lot and it was hot too. He let out the loudest moan he had ever made too. He sank into me and poked my prostate one more time, and I was done for.

I felt my jet of cum travel up my shaft and spew out onto my chin and chest. I shot several ropes of it.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled when I did.

Nate was holding himself inside of me while I peaked. When we finished, we both stared at each other as we breathed hard. I saw the sweat on his forehead and some of his hair was matted down too.

"Wow," was all he could say.

"Wow," I echoed.

We both laid on my bed. That was the best sex I had ever had, but I wouldn't say ever. I bet we would have even better sex in the future. I looked over and saw his chest rising and falling as his breathing returned to normal. Mine did as well.

"Let's go make a pizza. I'm starving," I proclaimed. I got up and headed towards my door.

"It is already seven," Nate pointed out. I ushered him to follow.

The two of us walked to the kitchen, stark naked, and made ourselves dinner. We didn't have to worry about getting dressed or anyone coming home. Being there naked with him wasn't sexual either. It was just... a normal feeling.

"Oliver," Nate said seriously while we waited for the pizza to finish.

"What?" I asked, suddenly worried.

"I hereby call for a rematch at that stupid racing game we played at my house," he said, continuing the seriousness.

"Oh my god. You really want to lose again?" I asked him with a smirk.

"No! I've been practicing, and let me tell you, you're going down," he said, stepping towards me. I just giggled and put my hand on his chest when he got really close.

"Fine. After we eat, it's going down. And the winner is the All-Time-Super-Champion-Of-The-World," I told him.

"Deal!" And the pizza was done. I turned around and got it out. I finished cutting it and everything, and I got a tiny square of pepperoni stuck to my finger. I flicked it at Nate.

He jumped and looked down to see it stuck to his side. I burst into a fit of giggles as he pulled it from himself and pushed it into my face. We play fought until he ended up taking me into a bear hug so I could no longer fight.

"Let's eat," he said. We got our plates and went to the living room to watch tv.

"Just think. In less than four months, we'll be able to do this all the time," I said happily. Nate looked over at me and grinned.

"And I can't wait," he replied.

Happy days were here, and I was determined to enjoy every bit of it. Especially since Nate was in my life.

Everything that was our high school troubles wrapped up in the end. Mostly for the better. We never heard from Brent again. We hung out with Jake and Kat over the summer. The only thing that didn't resolve itself was Nate's dad's bigotry. He didn't talk to Nate even though he lived right down the street. It was sad. But Nate seemed okay about it after a while. Maybe one day it'll be better. But for now, Nate had me and I had Nate and that's all that mattered.