“You look really cute today,” Riley complimented me with a sweet smile while I stood in front of him and blushed with a shy smile of my own.
“You look cute, too,” I said in a small voice, feeling my hungry rear end throb with need in anticipation of what was about to happen. “I'm glad I got to see you.”
“Me too,” he said, then he reached out with one hand and cupped my flushing cheek with his palm before moving in for a kiss.
Our lips met, then our tongues touched and the magic of the moment swept me away. Before I knew it, we were locked in a deep, tongue filled kiss while my head swam with pleasure. When we broke our kiss, my 18 year old crush took my hand and we hurried down the hall to the master bedroom he shares with Evan.
Riley and I were all alone in the two bedroom apartment he shares with his brothers. They'd gone to the gym, while mom and Gary were still getting ready for our drive to Waverly. So when Riley texted me to let me know he had the place to himself, I excitedly jumped at the chance to see him. I coyly mentioned to mom and Gary that I was “going for a walk,” then I finger fucked a glob of vaseline into my asshole and made a quick beeline to see my stud.
When he opened the door for me, it was obvious he'd just woken up. His eyes were sleepy and his hair was messy. I could smell toothpaste and realized he'd brushed his teeth in advance of my visit, but he was still dressed in a cute pair of Minecraft pajamas. I could see his boner standing in the front the green fleece and felt my asshole sizzle with anticipation as I thought about receiving it.
We didn't have a lot of time, so as soon as we were at the side of the King sized bed, I reached out and gave his hard package a squeeze through his jammie bottoms. I could feel the heat that was pouring off of it against my palm while the aroma of teenaged pheromones permeated the fabric and filled my nose. He bit his lower lip while I groped his boner, then we locked lips again and I moaned softly into his mouth. While our tongues were dancing, I hooked the waistband of his jammie bottoms and briefs with my fingers and eased them off his hips. When they came down, I simultaneously kicked my shoes off and dropped my pants, eager for the main event.
As soon as I stepped out of my puddled up pants, he eased me onto my back and crawled on top of me without breaking our kiss. I could feel his hands brushing against my legs, trying to grip them so he could pick them up. Wanting to move things along, I lifted my legs from the bed and wrapped them around his waist, then I bridged my back just far enough to line my hungry entrance up to the tip of his hard prick.
He caught on to what I was doing and took charge immediately by lining up and pressing forward. His moist tip was pressing against my taint, so I used my hand to guide him to my hole. Seconds later, he slipped in and I sighed. I moaned passively into his mouth as he slowly inched his way up my butt, conquering my boy pussy and spreading it open with his teen boner until I felt his pubis come to rest against my taint and the underside of my ball sack. With a sigh of his own, he broke our kiss and we shared a smile.
“You feel so fucking hot and tight,” he complimented me while I ran my fingertips up and down his arms and across his torso.
“You feel incredible inside me, too,” I responded. “I'm glad we got to see each other again today.”
“Me too, cutie,” he said, making my heart thump in my chest. “Is it okay if I go slow? I've never done it this way before.”
“You can go as slow as you want,” I cooed. Then I added, “You're doing a great job.”
His eyes lit up with excitement, then he slowly started to move his hips and I realized just how inexperienced he was. The day before, I'd done all the work while he sat on the couch, and I just assumed he was an experienced top. I wondered to myself how many times he'd been a top before.
Before I could think too much about it, his hips sped up and he accidentally slipped out. He looked a little flustered, so I reached up and caressed his cheek with a smile. Then I reached down and put him back inside so he could resume our fuck. Moments later, he was back at it, pleasuring me with delicious thrusts of his dick that made my head spin. I felt his dick pop out again, then he hissed, “Sorry, I've never done it like this.”
“You don't have to be sorry,” I assured him, then I reached down and pushed him back in. “You're incredible, Riley.”
With that, he began thrusting again and a flourish of pleasure signals washed over me. I let out a strong moan, then he pushed in a final time and froze with a boyish moan of his own. I could feel him panting against my ear while his dick jerked and throbbed inside me, then he pulled out and hot cum ran out of my winking hole. Wanting to concentrate on his pleasure, I engaged him in another tongue filled kiss and let go with my legs. When our tongues disengaged, we shared a sweet smile while the magic of the moment danced around our faces. I reached up with my thumb and traced over his boystache, then I puckered up and we shared another French kiss.
When our makeout session was over, I got between his legs and sucked him clean while he ran his fingertips through my hair. The musk of his package, mixed with the flavor of my gamey boy pussy, was powerful in my mouth. I moaned hotly and gratuitously swallowed his prick over and over again, then I moved to his balls and lustily sucked on them while I hissed with pleasure. When I pulled off of them, I encouraged him to pick his legs up so I could access his taint and pucker. Much to my delight, there was a glob of cum trapped right at the base of his balls where his deep crevice began to take shape. I pulled it into my mouth and swallowed it, then I splayed his crevice and took in the sight of his pucker. It was moist, bright red and oval shaped with a natural gape that indicated regular use. I greedily buried my tongue into it and licked away every bead of sweat and ass juice I could find while the hot scent of a bottom's desire rolled into my nose.
Finally, I abandoned the rim job and gave his dick a long french kiss that made my head spin. I could hear him panting and moaning, so I caressed his hairless ballsack and felt it pulling tight. Realizing he was about to climax, I rolled my ass around with a moan. He hissed, “You want it in the ass again, huh?”
I nodded, then I pulled off with a slurp and straddled his prick. It slipped back in with a moist crackle, then I used my hips to ride it up and down for 30 seconds until his hips bucked upward and he moaned. I loved the way his cock jerked with every cum shot, and how I could feel it throbbing and pulsing in time with my rectal walls. He was grinning up at me from the pillow with dimples so deep that they looked carved into his cheeks.
Finally, I climbed off and sucked him clean again before collapsing on the bed next to him. We laid side by side and held hands for a few minutes, smiling at each other in silence. Finally, we got dressed and my sweet beau walked me to the door, holding my hand the whole way.
“Sorry I can't walk you home today,” he said, looking embarrassed. “I got in a little trouble this morning because my report card came out and I got a C in Spanish. Evan grounded me.”
“It's okay,” I assured him, nuzzling my cheek against his bare torso. “Do you think we can see each other again?”
“Yeah, he usually only grounds me for like half a day,” he revealed. “Once he calms down, he'll let me do whatever again.”
“I'll text you when we get home later,” I promised, then we shared a tender kiss on the lips before he opened the door for me.
I was practically floating on a cloud as I made my way from his front door to the walkway, feeling my head swim with dreamy thoughts of seeing Riley again. But as soon as I reached the sidewalk, I found myself face to face with Gary, who was carrying a trash bag to the dumpster. I froze instantly, startled by his presence, then I blushed and looked away.
“Hey buddy, did you just come out of that apartment?” he asked knowingly, and I nodded sheepishly. Then with an air of cautious optimism, he asked, “Who did you see?”
“Riley,” I answered quietly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He motioned with his head for me to walk with him to the dumpster, and I obediently complied.
“Your mama mentioned something about you wanting to meet him,” he remarked, putting his hand on my shoulder as we walked side by side. “He's a really sweet guy.”
“He said him and his brothers come over sometimes,” I reported, and Gary nodded. Then I revealed, “I actually met him yesterday.”
“Oh yeah?” he replied with a smile in his voice. When I nodded, he said, “Did you meet his brothers, too?”
With a little too much enchantment in my tone, I sighed, “Yeah, I hung out with all three of them yesterday.”
With that, his eyes roamed my body and landed squarely on my just-serviced bubble butt. He was looking at it like he was examining the scene of a crime, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was pissed at Evan and Conner for fucking me too.
“I see,” he said, his voice laced with disapproval. Then, with a bit of a forced smile, he said, “I hope you enjoyed yourself.”
“I did,” I said quietly. “Riley's really sweet. He walked me home yesterday.”
Giving me a warm smile, he said, “I'm happy you two hit it off, buddy.”
“Me too,” I agreed. “Sorry I didn't tell you and mom about meeting them yesterday. I didn't want you to think I was being gross.”
“We're not going to think that,” he said, lifting the lid of the dumpster and tossing the trash bag inside. Then he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and said, “You don't have to tell us anything you don't want to, Casey. But we won't think you're gross if you do, okay?”
“Okay,” I cooed, then we started back to the apartment. “How long have you known them?”
“It's been a while, buddy,” he said. “Riley was a little kid when they moved in, and Conner was still in high school. Evan was about your age.”
“Have they always lived alone?” I asked curiously, marveling at the idea that Evan was able to raise his brothers when he was only 19 like me.
“They have family that checks in on them,” he told me as we approached the front door. “But Evan had to grow up pretty fast.”
“Riley wanted to walk me home today, but he's grounded,” I lamented, and Gary chuckled. Then I incredulously exclaimed, “Evan grounded him for a C in Spanish.”
With a chuckle, Gary said, “Hell, we'd have thrown you a party if you brought home a C in Spanish.”
Not wanting to pry anymore, I smiled at Gary and let him open the door so he could usher me inside. Mom was standing in front of a mirror, using the hairdryer when we walked in. As soon as she spotted us she turned it off.
“Look who I bumped into on the sidewalk,” my stepdad quipped playfully, giving my shoulders a warm squeeze. Then he said, “Go get changed so we can head out, buddy.”
Groaning a little, I asked, “Do I have to take a shower?”
“It's your call,” he said, then he gave me a whiff. With a playful inflection, he fanned his nose and said, “But for the love of God, make sure you change your britches.”
I gave him a wry smile and stuck my tongue out, then I hurried to my room so I could change and make myself presentable for our drive to the country.
