Speech and Debate Pt. 07

Daniel smirked at me, the outline of his dick clear against the white fabric of his pants. He removed his button down shirt and stared at me. I stared back, doing my best to hold my ground.

He lifted his sweaty tank top and stood there, with his chest exposed, the nipples I'd seen hidden now evident and erect. His fingers traced down his stomach slowly, feeling over the bumps and mounds of his own abs. He undid the button of his pants and pushed them to the floor.

My still exposed cock pulsed and a clear stream of precum fell from my slit to his carpeted floor. Try as I might to hide it, my body ached for him and betrayed my desires.

He stepped out of his pants and socks. As he had done that first night in Boston, he was in his white jock strap with the thick white band at the waist, his rigid member outlined beneath the cotton that strained to hold him back.

He made it jump and my eyes widened, my mouth began to water.

"Shower...," I commanded in a harsh whispered croak that he had to struggle to hear. It was all I could manage.

"If you insist."

He turned from me and walked towards the door in the far wall that lead to his own private bathroom. I dug my nails into the palms of my hand to keep from tackling him from behind as I watched the perfectly tanned globes of his ass, outlined in the thin white elastic of the jock.

The water started and soon I could hear Daniel humming contentedly to himself as he showered. I stuffed my sorely unused dick back into my jeans and zipped myself up, adjusting my hardness so it pointed north just as there was a knock on the door.

I arranged my shirt to cover my boner as best I could and opened the door. Adam stood outside, leaning against the frame and blocking the exit with his entire body.

"So, you gonna make sure my brother gets a decent score?"

My face was getting flushed again. He knew something about me, about Daniel, and he was enjoying tormenting me about whatever it was he thought we'd done.

"I'm going to do my best," I replied.

"You'd better."

Adam made as if to return to wherever in the huge house he'd emerged from and I shook my head in confusion as I started to close the door on him.

"He likes you, you know," Daniel's older brother said, a seriousness coming to his voice for the first time since meeting him.

"Likes me?" I asked.

"No need to play dumb, dude. He's been happier than I've seen him in a long time. Ever since he came back from Boston."

I tried to conceal my smile, but failed and ended up studying the floor with mock intensity. Daniel had been happier since Boston? To a great enough degree that his brother had taken notice? My interest was piqued.

"What do you mean?" I prodded, hoping he might illuminate me as to precisely how Daniel had changed since our fateful trip.

Adam shot me a half smile, so very like the one Daniel used to turn me to goo. But he said nothing and continued down the hallway towards his unknown destination.

"What do you mean?!" I repeated to his retreating back.

"Just take care of him." He replied, not turning to look at me.

There was a hint of reprisal in his voice, as if he would do all in his power to make sure that I did take care of his little brother. It was simultaneously frightening and endearing to see his love for his sibling so outwardly emoted.

"He's my little brother and I don't want to see him get hurt."

Adam shuffled down the hall and into a side door without expounding further.

I was still standing in the doorway, holding open the door when Daniel emerged from the shower. I had been so caught up in Adam's mysterious and semi-threatening missive that I hadn't heard the water turn off.

"Was someone there?" He asked from behind me. I shook myself and turned, closing and locking the door behind me once more

Daniel had a length of sky blue towel wrapped around his waist. His skin was flushed and beaded in tiny drops of water, as if he'd slept all night in a field and woke covered in dew. It dripped down his chest and his abs, pooled a little in his belly button and continued down his treasure trail. He breathed deeply and flexed his muscles slightly for my benefit, reveling in my expression as he did so.

His uncut cock bulged beneath the fabric of the towel, the long thick outline of his shaft just making itself known through the covering.

"Better? All clean." Daniel dropped the towel.

His cock was truly a thing of beauty. I'd seen it dozens of times now, but it still sent me to trembling every time he revealed it to me. It was just plumping up, swelling a bit but still flaccid enough that it hung over his massive balls. His dark pubic hair was trimmed and framed it perfectly. There were no tan lines on his waist, the olive skin of his stomach flowing seamlessly into that of his groin.

"That's a loaded question to ask me while naked, and you know it," I said low in my chest, my passions beginning to ignite, my body starting to tingle in anticipation of his imminent touch.

Daniel walked towards me slowly, his eyes still holding my gaze. When he was just inches from me, I felt his fingers at the hem of my shirt. I didn't try to stop him as he lifted it above my head, my arms rising easily as he tossed it aside to pool on the floor amongst his own clothes. His palms rested on my chest as he stared into me.

I could feel the warmth of his shower, the dampness of his skin as it made contact with mine. He pressed his fingers into me and slid his hands down my sides, over my ribs and my hips, and rested finally on my ass. He pulled me closer to him, my hardening cock pressing into his stomach through my jeans.

I couldn't speak. Daniel was the leader here. We may have begun this with the ruse of me being the teacher and him the student. But this was his room, his place in this world, and he could do what he liked here. Including me.

His fingers found my button and zipper again, and pushed my jeans to the floor with ease, careful to never break my gaze as he disrobed me. As if hypnotized, I couldn't tear my eyes from his face, the chiseled angle of his jaw line and the strong, straight shape of his nose and full lips. I stepped from my jeans and was finally equally as exposed as he was.

Daniel looked down, finally letting my eyes free, gazing at my cock as it rose from semi erect to full throbbing mast. When he looked back at me, he was smiling and there was an unmistakably hungry look in his eyes.

"Now that's much better."

He brushed a quick kiss across my lips and sank to his knees before me, resting on his heels, his hands gripping my hips and making sure I wouldn't escape.

His tongue licked at my slit and made a lazy circle around the rim of my cock as he looked up at me through his dark lashes. His hand gripped my shaft at the base and he guided me towards his open mouth, sucking me in and wetting me with his tongue.

He lavished my dick, running his tongue over it and swirling it around, teasing every nerve as he slowly jerked me with his strong hand.

"Daniel...your...oh, fuck..." I was trying to tell him that his brother had spoken cryptically to me, but his tongue fluttered over the sensitive skin under my cock-head. He bobbed his head downwards and took half of me into him as I tried.

"Mmmm," Daniel moaned through his full mouth, one hand rolling my full balls in his palm like dice as he jerked me and sucked at the same time.

"Holy, shit...," I started, " Daniel, Add...oh my god...Adam was he...ahhh don't stop that, do that again."

Daniel's brown eyes looked up at me and he pushed himself further until I was nearly all the way down his throat, which he opened for me with ease. My fingers worked through his short black hair, urging him on despite my protestations to the contrary.

Daniel bobbed on my shaft and worked his tongue in swirls over my head on the back stroke.

"Fuck! We have to study Daniel." I said, though it pained me greatly and I said it with only half-hearted enthusiasm. Half-hearted at best.

Daniel pulled back from my cock and looked up at me from his position resting on his heels.

"We can study once you fuck my face and I taste your cum." He said as he jerked my saliva slicked cock. Those were his terms and he had stated them with no hint of uncertainty.

He opened his mouth again and pushed me all the way to the base. Watching my huge dick disappear down his throat and his desire for me to fuck his face and swallow my load still resounding in my head drove my academic pursuits from me.

I grabbed the sides of his head and thrust myself into him. I pulled back and watched his eyes as I thrust back in.

They were so open, so willing. He knew I wouldn't hurt him, but he wanted me to use him.

I obliged and picked up my speed, plunging in and out of his throat, ignoring the small gagging noises he made and the tears that began to leak from the corners of his eyes. I held him in place and forced my cock deep inside him.

Daniel's own hand was furiously jerking his cock, pointed directly at his face. He groaned and moaned and his body writhed in time with my thrusts.

I felt myself getting close.

"Shit, you want me to cum down your throat?"

Daniel nodded as I plunged my cock into him, just on the verge of viciousness.

"Are you ready for my load, jock boy?"

He nodded again.

I jerked my cock from his throat and aimed it straight at his face. His mouth remained open and his tongue outstretched, ready to receive his prize.

Daniel leaned forward to be nearer the source of his coming meal and took my first shot right on his tongue and over his stubble lined cheeks. I let out a quiet roar as I pumped three more streams into him, Daniel finally closing his lips over my head and sucking the cum from me, licking at my slit and collecting it all.

I watched him swallow my load as his lips kissed and licked my shaft from my tip to my balls. My breath came in gulps. I was growing used to the enhanced effect Daniel had on the size of my loads, but it was still sometimes too much to handle.

Daniel rose gracefully and pulled my face down to kiss him. I tasted my seed on his tongue as he opened for me and explored my mouth.

"God. That was perfect," he said when he pulled back, my face still held gently between his palms.

"It was," I agreed. There was something I had been trying to tell him before he'd obliterated logical thought. What was it?

"I'm not through with you yet, nerd."

Daniel put his palms to my chest and pushed me backwards towards his bed. I let him lead me, gentle push by gentle push, the grin on his face widening as I neared his intended destination. It seemed I could watch his intentions grow, watch the playlist of what he wanted to do to me and what he wanted me to do to him expand as we got closer to the mattress.

My knees bumped the footboard and all it took was one final shove for Daniel to lay me flat out on my back. My sensitive cock leaked an errant bead of white onto my stomach as Daniel crawled onto the bed, his knees to either side of my body.

"Did you like that? Gagging me with your big cock?"

His arms rippled as he pinned my wrists over my head and pressed me to the mattress with a kiss, not giving me a chance to answer his question. His bare ass hovered just over my cock and my hips pressed up from the bed on their own, wanting, needing, seeking to be buried inside him again.

"See, there's a plan here, nerd," Daniel began, his face drawing close to mine, my wrists still held in his grasp. He kissed my clavicle and pushed his ass back so that my dick pressed into his crack.

"Mmmm...see, now that you've given me one load, it should take you a lot longer to give me your second."

His eyes sparkled in the light above me, afire with the wickedness of his plan and the new heights of pleasure he planned to push me, as well as himself, to and over.

"They call it milking, so I've read. I hope you didn't have plans for the next hour or two," he teased.

He knew and I knew that even if I had, I would have dropped them in an instant had he asked.

"You're going to fuck me long and slow. I'm gonna ride your cock till you want to explode. I want you buried so deep inside me I can't tell where I end and you begin. You understand me?"

I nodded, my mouth dry and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.

"Good. Let's begin, Nerd."

He released my hands and flipped his direction quickly, placing the perfect rounded mounds of his ass directly over my face.

"Get me ready," He commanded, kneeling astride my shoulders.

My hands grabbed at his ass cheeks and spread them easily, his pink hole exposed to me again. My mouth watered and I was finally able to cleave my tongue from the roof of my mouth. I plunged it directly into him.

"Ohhhhhhh, yes."

Daniel arched forward, his hands grabbing my thighs. I raised my knees to give him something to hold onto, to use to push himself against me.

Hummus and carrots had not been enough, so I ravaged his opening with everything I had, burying my face into him until I was forced to pull back for fear of actual suffocation. Daniel, for his part, used his new leverage on my knees to undulate his lower body, fucking himself against my tongue and pressing his hole into my mouth.

A constant whine of pleasure eased from him and drove me on.

"Ooooo, finger...," he panted when he could catch his breath, "fuck, oh my god, finger!"

I wet one long finger and pressed it to his hole. His ass pushed back against me and I slipped inside him as smooth as silk. I didn't even have to move my hand; Daniel took over the motion, riding my long, thin digit with ease.

"More."

He didn't say how much more, so I placed two more fingertips at his loosening hole when he pulled back from me. When he pressed back down again, he threw his head back in pleasure and he screamed so loud I thought for sure that his parents or brother would hear. The idea of being caught in the act only made it all the hotter. His sphincter squeezed all three of my digits tightly, and I could feel him convulse around me.

"Oh fuck David. Yeah, dude, fuck my hole...god it feels so good."

I used fingers and tongue to fuck him, turning my digits inside and arching them towards his hard stomach, searching for that ball of nerves I knew would satisfy him. He began to glisten with a thin sheen of sweat, panting heavy and fast but loosening to my touch bit by bit. When I brushed his prostate, he collapsed onto my raised knees and seemed to have difficulty raising himself back up. His triceps trembled and I watched the normally strong muscles of his back and lats shake as he tried.

"Oh shit, David. I can't take it anymore."

He rolled off of me and flipped himself around, flopping his entire weight into me, pressing along the entire length of my right side. I turned to face him as much as I could and pulled his flushed face up to kiss him. Our cocks ground into each other, the sweat and steam of our passion making them slip and slide against each other while our tongues kept time for our two person sexual tango.

I never wanted to move from there, never wanted to let him out of my arms.

Daniel threw one massive hairy thigh over my legs.

"I want to look at you while you fuck me," he said while he continued to grind himself into me.

Holding him close, I placed my free arm under his knee and hoisted his leg near my shoulders. He was bulky and muscular, but he was also more agile and flexible than that muscle might convey. His forehead pressed close to mine, our noses touching, his hairy chest heaving and bumping with mine, sensitive nipples hitting sensitive nipples. I held his leg up and thanked the heavens for my extra three inches of height. It meant that I could angle myself under him.

Daniel reached between us and gripped my cock in one hand, maneuvering it with some difficultly until it rested right against his slick hole.

He kissed me gently and nodded into my kiss. I pushed forward and felt the head of my cock pop inside of him.

"Ahhhhhhhhh my god," Daniel moaned. His eyes fluttered closed and he bit his lower lip between his teeth. I loved being able to see his expression as I entered him.

"Mmmm...more."

I pressed further and watched as his mouth opened as inch after inch of me pressed into him. I could feel his uncut cock pressed into my stomach begin to twitch and jump, coating my skin with his slick precum.

"Give it to me," he whimpered, his free hand grasping my neck in a death grip, smashing my face to his in a kiss full of violence and caring in equal and erotic measure.

I finished my thrust and felt his hole settle onto my pubes. His ass spasmed up and down my shaft like the lights on a Test-Your-Strength-Sledgehammer-Game at the State Fair. Wave after wave of him, up and down and back again, squeezing me tightly.

His hips began to rock, but he had little range of movement here. I know he wanted it slowly so I started out that way. I used the weight of his body as my counterweight, allowing gravity to pull him back down to my hips as I thrust in.

Each movement seemed to set him trembling anew.

"It's... It's...the whole time...It's too...," he was gasping for air, trying to speak but unable to find the strength as I slowly pumped myself inside of him and then withdrew from him, keeping only an inch or two trapped.

His cock was throbbing in a rhythm now, pressing into my stomach as his arms wound around my neck, trying to hold on to me as if he needed the support.

I pushed in again and Daniel moaned. I felt his cock expand and the first jet of supremely hot cum squirt between our stomachs. Trapped there, he pulsed again and again, jet after jet of his cum smearing our torsos as we slipped and writhed into each other.

"Don't stop...keep going...it's the spot...the whole...oh...god baby, don't stop."

That word. He'd never said that word before. Nerd, dude, Bud. Those I was used to. He'd called me, "baby."

Something snapped in me, some unseen gate opened and parts of me I didn't realize I kept hidden were suddenly flung into the light. Daniel continued to paint our stomachs with his cum, leaking between us to the sheets below.

"Say it again," I growled at him as I pushed my cock into him, quicker than before.

"Don't stop, baby. Oh. Fuck!"

I slammed myself into him again.

"Yes! Fuck!"

Again I rammed myself in.

I could feel him trembling, see his eyes closed tight and the grip of his arms around my neck as he held on for dear life. I began to pound his hole with all I could at my sideways angle.

Daniel let out a wordless moan, his mouth hanging open, eyes glazed, fingernails digging into my shoulders.

"Don't...stop...don't stop...oh god, I'm gonna cum again...oh jesus fucking christ...fuck...don't...Oh fuck baby."

He drew out the last syllable of that final word as he began to ride another round of orgasm.

I felt his ass clamp down on my pole as I sheathed it in him a final time. The word "baby" echoed in my skull and I felt myself empty into him, fill him entirely. I couldn't even moan as I came, only convulse soundlessly, my essence ripped from the depths of me and exploding into him.

Daniel whimpered and whined as he wound himself in slow circles on my hips, feeling my cum smear against his insides, some of me leaking from his hole and dripping down my spent balls to the bedspread below.

We stayed like that for a long time, my cock pulsing my life inside of him, his hole squeezing me tightly, until our breathing evened and we slowly returned to normal. He eased himself from me with a satisfied sigh and nuzzled up next to my chest.

I turned and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

"Sorry," I said.

"For what?" he asked, "That was beyond incredible."