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---------------------------------------- Quarterback Keeper, Part 20 C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com cceroticstories.blogspot.com charliessmut.tumblr.com ---------------------------------------
It was finally spring, and Tom, Nick, Chris, and Austin, were once again spending their free afternoons at the park next to the river. They'd been coming there ever since they were kids, and as they talked about the end of their senior year and college, nostalgia hung in the air.
Austin was laying on top of the picnic table with his shirt off when Nick and Tom pulled up. Tom tossed his keys onto the dash and hopped out of the cab.
"What's up?" Tom asked.
"Nothing," Chris said, "Just talking about the end of the year. We're all going to graduate soon."
"We're moving on." Tom said.
Austin sat up. "We've been coming here for like forever. Since we were 12 or 13. I think that's when we started calling ourselves the Pack."
Chris said, "I miss being the Pack. It made me feel exclusive. Now we're just a bunch of guys." As Chris stood up, Nick noticed his muscles. He was wearing a tank for the first time that spring. After a long winter of lifting, he had added at least an inch to his arms and shoulders.
"You look jacked, dude." Nick said as he grabbed Chris's arm.
"I know. You fools are still weaklings. You've gotta commit if you want to make gains."
Tom rolled his eyes. "I think I'm doing ok. Nick thinks so anyway."
"Doesn't count." Austin yelled from the table. "Nick worships the ground you walk on. You could gain fifty pounds and he'd still love you."
"Is that true?" Tom asked him.
Nick blushed. "I mean, yeah, probably."
Tom walked over to him and rubbed his shoulders roughly. "Thanks, babe. Don't worry, I'm not going to stop working out."
"Remember when Nick was super skinny?" Austin called out. "He's gained like twenty pounds. Looking swole."
Nick flexed his biceps. He was still the slimmest among them and the least muscular, but he had a solid, toned swimmer's build now. He knew he was hot, and didn't think twice about pulling off his shirt anymore. Tom rubbed his shoulder one more time and then they sat down at the table. Chris pulled four beers out of his bag.
"Where'd this come from?" Nick asked as Chris tossed him a beer across Austin's body.
Chris shoved Austin, "Get off of here dude." He said, "My dad keeps the fridge stocked. He doesn't care if I take a few now and then."
Austin sat down at the table. "I asked Melissa to prom today. No go. She's got a boyfriend."
"Strike one." Tom said. Austin was the kind of guy that girls loved to hang out with, but who had a hard time getting out of the friend zone. He was too nice, too goofy, and way too oblivious to make a move when he needed to.
"I'm already covered." Chris said. He was dating a new girl that he'd met at the gym. As far as Nick could tell, all they did was work out together.
Chris and Austin stared at Nick and Tom. Finally Austin said, "So, are you guys going to do it?"
"Do what?" Tom said.
"Go to prom together." Austin said, "It'd be groundbreaking. You'd be remembered forever."
"Or we could skip it and get lit instead." Nick said.
"Or we could go and get lit afterward." Tom said. He looked at Nick and it was obvious that he'd made up his mind.
Chris laughed, "Once again, Tom, the jock who didn't even know he was into dudes a year ago is going to pull Nick, the guy who everyone's known is gay since like third grade, out of the closet."
"It's not like that." Tom said as he grabbed Nick's leg under the table. His tone made it clear that the conversation needed to change quickly.
"Just do it." Austin said. "Every one knows you're together. There's nothing to lose."
They kept talking for another few hours until growling stomachs called them home for dinner. Chris and Austin drove away, leaving Nick leaning against the door of Tom's truck. Tom walked toward him, sort of sauntering, and put a hand on either side of his body. Then he leaned in and kissed Nick. His mouth moved way from his lips and down the side of his neck. He kissed Nick along the collar, breathing deeply, before pulling away.
"You smell good tonight," he said.
Nick pressed his head against Tom's chest and took a deep breath. "You always smell good to me."
Tom emitted a deep rumble, almost like a growl, and then pressed his mouth against Nick's. His tongue pushed against Nick's teeth before he found his tongue, and Nick's hands moved up and down Tom's back, pushing up under his shirt. Just as they were getting going, Tom moved his thigh between Nick's legs and Nick pressed against him. Even though they were both clothed, they could feel their cocks grinding against each other. Nick pushed into Tom, making soft purring noises as Tom made out with him.
Tom pulled away, and then quickly kissed Nick one last time. Nick stepped away from the door as Tom opened it, then he adjusted his dick before crawling into the cab.
When they were both sitting down, Tom glanced over to Nick and then leaned across the seat and started to kiss him again . He rubbed his hand up and down Nick's stomach and chest, feeling his body.
Tom scooted into the center of the seat and said, "Climb on top of me."
Nick crawled over and straddled Tom. It was a tight fit, but it worked. He sat down in Tom's lap and rubbed his face against his neck.
"I never did this with a girl." Tom said. "I'm glad I saved it for you."
"I love your truck. It makes you look hot."
Tom grabbed Nick around the neck and pulled him into his chest. Nick laid his chest flat against the mound of muscle, listening to Tom's heart beat and feeling his chest rise and fall. Tom rubbed the back of his head with one hand and massaged his flank with the other. Then Nick bent his head upward and kissed Tom on the jaw. Over the past year, his beard had started to come in fuller, and there was a nice layer of stubble covering his jaw line.
Tom pushed Nick backward so that his back hit the dash and his ass pressed down into Tom's crotch. He groaned before he started to kiss Nick again. He pushed his hands under Nick's shirt and pulled it off, then he licked at Nick's perfect nipples. His chest was smooth with the exception of a patch of hair between his pecs. He slobbered all over Nick's chest before kissing him again.
They continued to make out for at least five minutes. Their hands ran up and down each others backs and necks and were in almost continuous contact. Only occasionally would one of them break away to say something or smile. They were both hard, but they didn't touch their cocks. The truck became warm and moist and the windows fogged up as the temperature outside dropped.
Finally, Nick pulled away. "I have to go home." He said as he slid off of Tom's lap and sat down in the seat next to him. Tom sidled back behind the wheel. He looked at Nick, smiled, and then leaned over and kissed him one more time.
He drove Nick home almost in silence, which was a reflection of how close they'd grown. Before he let Nick out he turned to him. "Let's get together later tonight. You can come over to my place and hang out."
"Sure. I got nothing going on"
"Yeah." Tom said, "I'll text you later." Tom kissed him on the cheek quickly and Nick jumped out of the car.
An hour and a half later, Tom texted Nick, asking him to meet up ASAP. He wanted Nick to come and pick him up, which was strange. Ten minutes after that, Tom climbed into Nick's car. "What's up?" Nick said as he pulled out.
"I told her."
Nick paused, "Your mom?"
"Yeah." Tom said, "She had some suspicions, but, you know, she's still kind of shaken up. I needed to get out of there for a few minutes. Just drive around."
They drove and talked. Tom's mom had been surprised, concerned, upset, and happy for him all at the same time. She had a lot of questions, which Tom wasn't sure he could answer. He still wasn't sure if he was gay or bi. After things got serious with Nick, that distinction didn't matter much to him. The fact that he was just coming to terms with everything himself made it harder for him to explain to her what he was going through.
"She's on the phone with my brother right now." Tom said.
"Seriously?" Nick rolled his eyes.
"The dude is a dirtbag, but he was totally behind me from the beginning." Tom said, "He's the one who told me to go after you."
"I guess I owe him some gratitude."
After Tom finished venting, Nick drove back to his house. "You know this is going to be ok, right? She just needs time to get used to it. You gotta be patient."
Tom nodded as Nick parked in the driveway. Nick saw his mom peek out of the window.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." Tom said. He sighed and stared at the house. "I really don't want to go back in there."
"It's going to be fine." Nick said. Tom leaned over to kiss him and then jumped out of the car.
The next morning Nick waited for Tom, but he didn't show. He texted him a few minutes later saying that he was skipping school. Nick made a snap judgment and decided to skip too. His dad called him in sick without asking questions, and Nick drove over to Tom's place. He had been texting Chris and Austin late the night before, so he knew that Tom was struggling.
Tom's mom had already left for work when Nick arrived. Nick let himself into the house and walked up to Tom's bedroom. He was still laying in bed, wearing a gray pair of boxer briefs, playing on his phone.
"Sorry," he said, "Just didn't feel like going today."
"You ok?"
"Fine. I'm just not in the head-space for school."
"Cool." Nick pulled his shirt off and slid into the bed next to Tom, pulling the covers over both of them. Tom put his phone down and wrapped his hands around Nick. Nick pressed against Tom's body and breathed in deeply. He loved the smell of Tom's bed. It was one hundred percent the smell of the man he loved.
They drifted off for about an hour. Nick woke back up when Tom started to stir. "You want some breakfast?"
"You're going to cook for me?"
Tom smiled. "I make good eggs," he said. He jumped off the bed and raced downstairs.
Nick stayed in Tom's room while he heard Tom making noise down in the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later, Tom walked into the bedroom wearing an apron and announced that breakfast was ready. When he turned to go back downstairs, he showed Nick his bare ass. He'd taken off his briefs before he put on the apron.
As he walked behind Tom, he couldn't help touching and grabbing at Tom's ass. "I know what I want for breakfast." Nick said as he pried the cheeks apart.
"Later." Tom said. He turned and kissed Nick quickly, running his hand over the bulge in Nick's jeans, "We've got all day."
"Good reason to start early." Nick dropped to his knees and mouthed Tom's dick through the thick fabric of the apron.
Tom rubbed his head and slipped a finger into Nick's mouth. Nick moaned and sucked on the finger. Tom groaned, smiled, and then pushed Nick away. He grabbed Nick by the chin and pulled his face upward. "You've got to be patient. Breakfast is getting cold."
Nick stood back up, but before he did he slipped a hand behind the apron and toyed with Tom's dick. He wanted it bad.
They ate breakfast together. Nick stared at Tom almost the whole time. He'd taken off his apron, and ate his food naked. He looked amazing. Nick had never seen him naked in this kind of everyday context, and it was sexy to watch him eat as eyes rove over his body. Nick stared at his cock most of the time. His balls spread out on the chair and his cock laid across his thigh.
Nick's ability to resist finally faded away. He finished his eggs, told Tom it was awesome, and then slid off his chair to the floor in order to thank him. He buried his face in Tom's junk. He didn't suck his dick or lick his balls, he just pressed his face into Tom's cock and rubbed his chin against his nuts. Tom put his hands on the back of Nick's head and pulled him in.
He rubbed the back of Nick's neck softly, right along the hair line. Nick purred while Tom worked his muscles. Nick started to kiss along the base of Tom's shaft as he slowly got hard. He pushed under Tom's dick and licked along his balls. Tom groaned and shifted his weight in the seat. He slid down until his balls hung off the edge of the chair. Nick was under the table, between Tom's legs, while Tom finished eating.
"You like it down there, don't you?" Tom asked.
Nick nodded. He stuck out his tongue and licked a little bit of precum from the tip of Tom's dick. Tom ran his hand along the side of Nick's face and cradled him under his chin. "You're so fucking beautiful." He said. Tom leaned down and kissed Nick on the forehead. "Seriously, without you, I couldn't have done any of this."
Nick kissed Tom on the stomach and then dove onto his cock. He ran his tongue around the tip of Tom's glans, digging under his foreskin, and then he pulled as much of Tom's eight inches into his mouth as he could. When he felt the tip hit the back of his throat, he opened up and let Tom slide into his throat.
Tom's fingers instantly went from slack to tense as he grabbed Nick's hair and gently held him down on his cock. He let a three count pass before he pulled Nick up. Nick wiped the slobber off of his chin and smiled at Tom.
"You're getting good at this." Tom said.
"So are you." Nick said back. He took Tom's hand and put it back onto the top of his head. Then he grabbed the other hand and put it on his neck. He wanted Tom to control him while he sucked him off. He liked it when Tom was in charge.
Tom got the message. He let Nick bob up and down on his cock for a few minutes before he started to move his head around. First he pushed him down onto his nuts. He let Nick work his balls while he pulled on his big dick. Precum ran down the shaft and when he pulled his hand away long stings of dick drool glistened in the light.
He grabbed Nick by the hair and offered him his hand. Nick licked along Tom's index finger and across the webbing that lead to his thumb, sucking up every drop of precum he could find. When he got to his thumb, Tom pushed it into his mouth and Nick sucked down hard. He moaned as Tom led his face back to his dick and began to tap the shaft against Nick's forehead.
Tom took his thumb out of Nick's mouth. He pulled Nick against his body, planting his face in the crease between his thigh and his junk. He held him there for a minute, just taking in the sensation of his hot breath against the skin and his wet mouth gently kissing him. Nothing relaxed him like sex with Nick. Every other time he'd had sex, it had charged him up. With Nick, it calmed him down. It was one of his only ways of finding release from the various pressures that characterized his life.
Tom removed his hands from Nick's head and slipped them into his armpits, pulling Nick to his feet. As Nick stood, Tom kissed him on the neck, his chest, and then his stomach. When Nick was fully upright, Tom slid off of the chair onto his knees.
Nicks cock was rock hard and standing straight up against his belly. Tom pulled it down and then released it, letting it slap back against Nick's stomach. He did this a couple of times, teasing Nick and slowly moving his mouth closer. Finally, he caught Nick's dick in his mouth. He sucked on it a few times until he felt Nick's hands on his shoulders.
Things had changed a lot for Tom. He'd gone from being uncomfortable with the sight of Nick's naked body, to actually welcoming Nick's muscular hands on his body. Everything felt right, and he dove down on Nick's cock with a kind of enthusiasm that Nick had never experienced before. Nick groaned and Tom let his cock pop out of his mouth. He smiled up at Nick, and then dove back onto his junk.
Nick leaned back on the table, sitting slightly on the edge, as Tom's hands raced up and down his hairy legs. Tom massaged Nick's thick thighs and rubbed the back of his calves. His mouth was all over Nick's groin, moving from his shaft to his balls before taking the head of his dick back into his mouth. Nick's balls, which were huge and usually hung a few inches below his body, suddenly rose up and Tom felt Nick's body get tense.
He pulled away and kissed Nick's cock once. Then he looked up and said, "You want to go to prom with me?"
Nick was panting, "You're asking me now?"
Tom engulfed Nick's dick again and swirled his tongue around the glans, "What better time is there?"
"Not fair," Nick moaned, "You can't ask me questions when my cock is in your mouth."
Tom ignored him and continued to suck on his dick for about thirty seconds. Then he rose to his feet and pressed their chests together, "Go to prom with me."
Between their bodies Nick could feel Tom's thick cock pulsing against his stomach. Tom's breath was warm on the side of his face and Tom's mouth moved along his jaw line.
Nick didn't respond. Tom took both of their dicks in his hand and started to rub them together, jacking them both off. Nick was close to cumming and he was weak in the knees. He pressed against Tom's body for support and finally gave in. His balls pulled up against his body and he unleashed a torrent of cum.
Despite Tom's nearly constant teasing, Nick hadn't shot a load in two days. When he finally went over the edge, he delivered an epic blast of cum onto Tom's dick. It was thick, sticky, and there was a huge amount of it. Tom kept jacking them off, working the cum into a thick froth as Nick continued to shoot. Two more ropes of chunky cum blasted into Tom's pubes before Nick's dick started to pulse rhythmically, with each throb delivering a blast of increasingly watery cum.
As Nick breathed against his breast bone, Tom continued to pull on their dicks. The smell of Nick's cum was overwhelming; it literally enveloped both of them. Nick's breathing started to slow, but he didn't let go of Tom.
Tom's cock flared and pulsed. He leaned into Nick and dragged his teeth across his collarbone as he started to cum. Nick dropped down to his knees quickly and opened his mouth for Tom's load. Tom jerked the shaft and slipped the tip of his dick between Nick's lips.
Nick licked at the head as it flared and grew in his mouth. He could taste his own cum, which now coated all of Tom's dick and most of his groin. Then, Tom leaned back and groaned. Nick's mouth filled with Tom's hot nut. It was thick and sticky in his mouth, and he swirled it around a few times before he started to swallow. Nick ran his hands up over Tom's rippling abs and then tweaked his nipples. He wanted to overwhelm Tom with sensation as he came and it worked. Tom put one hand on the table and nearly doubled over as he shot his nut into Nick's awaiting mouth.
When they were finished, the kitchen stunk like cum and sweat. Tom smiled at Nick and then pulled him to his feet. They kissed again. It was a quick peck on the cheek that morphed into a long make out session. By the time they were done, the gobs of cum covering their bodies had turned to liquid and were running down their thighs.
Nick pulled away, "I'll go to prom with you."
Tom smiled from ear to ear, "Excellent." He kissed Nick again and then they ran upstairs and jumped into the shower.
-------------------- Hope you shot your load. Thanks for reading. Charlie – cosmic709@yahoo.com.