Another World 5

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Story told by KENNETH, and mainly straight sex:

Mark and I attended the same school, but it was not till third grade when I actually talked to him. It was the weekend, and me and the guys I hang out with had sneaked out of the house to go to the park. We saw one kid playing on the jungle gym by himself, and his parents were probably the ones sitting on the bench looking at him. We laughed. Kids playing alone with their parents watching over them are always losers.

Me and the guys were playing in the swing set. One guy said, ‘watch this’ and he jumped out of the swing and landed on his feet. Another kid said, ‘oh yeah’ and swung higher and jumped off the seat and landed on his feet. Then another kid said ‘that’s nothing’ and jumped off ever higher and faster. He had landed on all fours, but wasn’t hurt. And so I was the last one. My competitive side kicked in so I pumped my legs back and forth and soon I was out of the seat.

The two seconds I was flying in the air was thrilling, but the next few hours, I was in pain. I landed with a great cracking sound. I scraped my arms badly, and thought I had broken my leg. All the kids saw the blood gushing out from my body and ran away. I started bawling like a baby. Mark and his parents ran up to me, and I tried to act tough again. They took me to the hospital and called my parents. When I was recovering at my house, Mark came to visit with a bucket of ice-cream. Somehow, ice-cream tastes so much better when you’re injured.

When I got back to school, I saw him sitting by the geek section, but he was not talking to any of them. He was an outsider, even at the geek’s table. So after lunch, I sat by him in class and made the excuse of needing his help in math. Then the next day at lunch, I waved him over to sit by my group for lunch. He turned me down with a grateful smile. So the next day, I waved him over again, and still he sat by the geek section. Finally on Friday, I got up and went over to his table and sat down. By Friday the next week, I got him to move to my group.

So that was ten years ago. Now, ten years later, we still hung out sometimes. He was obsessed with swimming so if I wanted to hang out with him, that’s what we usually did. It was at the second semester of our first year of college when I got the chance to fuck him. It wasn’t anything special, just one of those fucks I had with guys because it was more convenient than having to woo a girl into bed. That’s what I’ve always thought about a guy…just a hole I can empty into without getting into the mushiness of a ‘relationship.’

I was dating Lacy for close to half a year now, and some of the guys asked me if I was getting bored of her yet. And I said simply said, No. Something about her just made me feel like a loser if I ever broke up with her; I felt like I would be losing something incredible, I couldn’t tell what it was, but I felt sick just thinking that I will ever lose that something special. Mark told me it was called LOVE. And I wanted to punch his lights out for saying that.

Lacy and I had our fair share of conflicts, but we always made it up in the best way possible. Then one day, I screwed up big time, and thought I could lose her forever. It was one of those weeks when she had her womanly sickness, and so I was very naturally horny by the end of that week. For the first few times, I used Mark’s mouth or his butt hole in place of Lacy’s sweet cunt. But ever since he went out with that guy Danny, I’ve never been able to get him. So I called up Luke Walters but he was busy doing it with his girlfriend Missy. Then I called up the Halls twins but they said they were worn out from a session of their own less than an hour ago. So I called Nathan Phillips but he didn’t answer. Josh Lowe, David Shawn, Michael Fisch, and James Duke all had previous engagements. I grumbled as my list of guys to fuck became shorter and shorter. I really did not want to fuck Sean Austin if I didn’t have too. I’ve used as much mileage as I could with his butthole, and even before I fucked him, it was already so loose, it didn’t feel like a hole but more like a crater. And nevertheless…

“I’ll be right over,” was Sean’s ecstatic voice.
So I stripped down, playing with myself, thinking about Lacy, easily getting a hard-on, waiting for him to come. And ten minutes later, he was in my room, taking off his clothes. Sean was a jock, so he had a pretty nice body. But somehow, I never got a hard-on from just looking at it. He quickly climbed onto my bed. His mouth immediately went to my dick and he moved up and down. And he was giggling. God, I hated his absurd giggling moan. I told him to shut up, and he stopped it for a short while, but started back again.

He was chaffing me with his teeth, not in any sensual way either, it was painful. And he was sucking me too hard, he just didn’t have any rhythm. And soon, I came without feeling anything at all.
“What the fuck dude?” I said, “You’re either always too fast or way too fucking slow. Why the fuck can’t you suck like Mark…”
Sean’s face got all red as he took his mouth off my quickly softening penis, and I could see cum drooling down his chin. “What does Mark do that I don’t do?”
I said, “For one, he manages to swallow all my cum. I barely came half the amount I usually do and you can’t even get it all. You’re just pathetic.”
“Why are you acting like this?”
“I’m telling you the truth.” I said, “The reason you don’t get much action besides with me is because you suck…bad.”
“Fuck me then,” he said as he got on his hands and knees and pointed his butthole in my face.

I kneeled right behind him and jerked at my cock to get it hard again. When it was hard, I shoved it all in so easily, no resistance at all, no muscular canal to squeeze against my dick. It felt like the void of outer space. I started moving my hips and trying to find any points of pressure inside him, but it felt like I was fucking jello.
Then he came, thirty seconds…and he had already came.
“That was good,” he said.
I rolled my eyes and continued to pound him.

Suddenly the door swung open with Lacy behind it. Her beaming face quickly wrinkled in horror and shock. Immediately, I pulled out of Sean and jumped off the bed. Lacy had her hands up to her mouth, shaking her head, and she turned around and ran down the hallway. I chased after her and caught her by the arms and she struggled away.
“Let me go, you jerk.” She said.
“I’m sorry. I thought you were having your period.”
“What does that matter?”
“You know I’m a jock.” I said, “I’m used to having sex with whomever I want.”
“But you’re suppose to be with me.”
“I know. That’s why I don’t fuck any other girls.”
“What about guys?”
“They’re just a hole that I can release all my tension when I’m not with you.”
“I don’t wanna talk to you anymore. You sicken me,” she flung her arms around, trying to shake off my hands, “Let go of me, you’re hurting me.”
I loosened my grip on her and she managed to yank free and ran out the door.
Then Sean came out, still naked, dangling his little thing at me. “When are you gonna finish?”
“Grab your clothes and get the fuck out of my house, bitch.”

***

I parked my car a few houses away from where Lacy lived. I had no idea how in the world I could talk to her. I could not go up to her house and ring the doorbell. Her parents would probably open the door and throw a bible in my face. And she would not leave her house. I waited til nightfall and I fell asleep. The next morning, I drove to the nearest fast food joint and ordered twelve of their biggest burgers.
Then I drove back to the neighborhood and watched her. Then Lacy’s mother came out and I ducked under the dashboard. I drove my black SVU today; I think she’s only seen me with my red truck so I should be safe if kept myself covered. After getting her morning paper, she went inside and I sat back up. Noon passed, and my stalkerish self continued to eye on that ugly green door, waiting for it to open, waiting for the cutest blondie ever to walk out.

Then I saw Danny’s car driving up to Mark’s house. Damn it, I thought, he was going to get laid again, and here I was, a total hot stud…I could call up any girl on my cell phone right now and fifteen minutes later, I’d be banging her. But no, I was stuck in this stupid vehicle waiting for the most reclusive person on the planet to step outside.
It was getting darker now, and I had to pee. So I drove to the driveway of Mark’s house. I got out and went to the door and rang it. His father answered the door.
“Hey, Brandon. Is Mark home?” I asked.
“Yes, but well…he and Danny are kind of busy…”
“Oh, yeah. I figured.” I nodded, “But can I come in and use your bathroom?”
Mark’s father’s brow wrinkled but he further opened the door and said, “Sure. You know where it is.”
I waived to Mark’s mother in the dining room as I walked down the hallway towards the bathroom. The further down I walked, the more I could hear Mark and Danny moaning and groaning. I shook my head and laughed. I was pretty sure that when I fucked Mark, he was moaning and groaning a lot more than that.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I walked up to the toilet and propped the seat up. Then I pulled down my pants. But to my surprise, I had a huge boner. Damn it, I couldn’t pee. I stood there and waited for it to subside, but the more I could hear them moaning and groaning, the harder I was getting. So I pulled up my pants and walked out of the bathroom and down the hallway and I opened the door to Mark’s room. I stuck my head inside and saw that they were doing 69.

“Would you keep it down? I’m trying to pee over here.”
“What are you doing here?” Mark asked breathily, scrambling to cover himself.
“As I said…trying to pee. So shut up til you hear the toilet flush.”

I closed the door, kinda frustrated, kinda amused. I went back to the bathroom and by that time, I had softened. I pissed for what must have been an hour. Obviously, I really, really had to go. Then I flushed and yelled out, “Okay, you can fondle each other again.” I took a quick rinse of my hands, and wiped them with one of the guest towels. I walked back to the dining room and thanked Mark’s parents for letting me piss.
So I got out of their house and walked back to my SVU. I decided just to stay there in Mark’s driveway.
Hours later, the garage door of Mark’s house opened. I could see Mark and Danny ducking under the door to get out. Soon, they noticed my truck and walked up to me.
“What are you doing here, Kenneth?” Mark asked.
“Shh. None of your business.” I said, “Now go on your merry little way.”
Mark inquired with a laugh, “What stupid thing did you do to get Lacy so upset?”
“She saw me fuck Sean Austin.”
“Yep, that’s over.” Mark said.
“Shut up. It’s not over.”
“You know what you’re doing right now is called stalking.” Danny said.
I nodded, “I know it’s called stalking. I declared myself a stalker 24 hours ago.”
“She’s not gonna get out of the house if she sees your car.” Danny said.
“Well, I need a place to hide if her parents come out.” I reasoned.
“Why don’t you go inside and look for her out the window?”
“Really, you don’t think your parents will mind?” I asked.
“Oh, they’ll mind. But since when do you care about others feelings?”
“You’re right.” I tossed Mark the keys, “Take my car for a spin. Just don’t drive out of state. And when you get back, park it two blocks from here.”
“Wow, you sure?” Mark asked.
“Yeah, but only you can drive it.” I said.
Mark smiled, “Thanks, Kenneth.”
The overly happy couple got in the car, and I walked into the garage and opened the door. Sure enough, Mark’s parents were surprised to see me. But I explained the situation, and they shrugged and said I could do whatever I want.

I waited by the windows for at least an hour before Mark’s parents said they were going to bed. I could stay over if I wanted. I accepted the offer. I continued to stare out the window, but knowing Lacy, she would never find the need to go out at this time at night. So I kept on staring out the window, and then I saw the light to her bedroom lit up for a few seconds then off again. And before I knew it…
I heard, “Kenneth, it’ll be more comfortable if you slept on a bed.”

I opened my eyes to see Mark and Danny hovering over me. I got up and wiped the drool from my face and said, “Fine. Alright.”
I walked pass the dinning room and into the hallway and into the guest bedroom where I had last stayed in when I was in sixth grade. I crashed onto the mattress without taking off my shoes.
I could hear Mark and Danny’s footsteps as they walked pass my room. Then Mark’s voice said, “Shoes off, please.”
The door was closed. How the heck did he know? I kicked my shoes off.
“Thank you.”

I didn’t bother to tuck myself under the sheets. I passed out in five minutes. I had a dream, a very disturbing dream. I was having sex with Danny. Why the fuck was I having sex with Danny? And there was Mark, tied to a chair, watching us have sex. Why was Mark tied to a chair watching us have sex? I woke up, cumming in my pants. Little did I know that years later, something exactly like that would happen.
Once my head swam back to reality, I could hear the constant thumping sound of bed against wall. I could hear the moans of two guys. I shook my head and put a pillow to my face. Why the hell are they so horny? Didn’t they have sex this evening? But drowning out the sound did not help me, I was still getting hard.

So I pounded the wall and yelled that I was trying to sleep. I heard them both laughing, but the thumbing of bed against wall stopped. I could still hear soft moans and groans however. But I drifted off to sleep again.

At 9 am, Mark’s mom, Lilly, knocked on my door and asked if I wanted to join them for breakfast. My stomach was growling, so I said yes. She told me that she set a toothbrush aside for me if I wanted to use it. I went to the bathroom and checked myself in the mirror. Man, I never looked this awful in my entire life. After brushing and rinsing and combing, I got out of the bathroom and went into the dining room with Mark, Danny, Brandon, and Lilly, all sitting by the rectangular table. There was an empty chair awaiting my butt to squash it.

Immediately after breakfast, I sat by the window again and lurked out. A couple of hours passed. Danny had left. Mark sat by me and tried to carry a conversation for a while, then he got bored and went to his room. His parents did their things, and didn’t bother with me, which I actually appreciated.
Then I saw the door to Lacy’s house swing open. And there she was, coming out with garden tools. I called out to Mark who took his time walking up to me. He asked me what I wanted. I told him to go get Lacy to come over here, but don’t tell her I was here. Mark rolled his eyes but soon he was walking out the door.
I saw him walking ever so freaking slowly towards the girl who was watering the flowers. Lacy turned around and I could see both of their mouths moving up and down, and then Lacy nodded and followed Mark to the house.

I ran to the front door, and Mark opened the door and I hid behind the door until Lacy stepped in. Then Mark closed the door and I was revealed in the corner. And Mark shrugged and ran back into the kitchen. Lacy saw me and immediately reached for the doorknob. I stopped her.
“Lacy, I’ve been waiting for you for freaking two days now. I need to talk to you.” I said.
“2 Days? That’s like 48 hours. I’m so sorry for taking away your precious 48 hours of having sex with your friends.” Lacy said.
“Believe me, some people have been getting a lot more action these last 48 hours than me.” I was namely talking about Danny and Mark, but she didn’t have to know that.
“Well, why don’t you make up for it by having a group orgy…”
“Lacy, I’m sorry. What else do you want me to say?”
“You’re sorry? For what? You’re sorry because now you won’t be able to get into my pants again?” Lacy asked.
“No, I’m sorry because I fucking lov…” I couldn’t say it. I couldn’t finish it. I did not know why. I’ve said it a million, billion, trillion other times to girls, but never have I meant it. Either I stopped myself because I knew it wasn’t true, or I stopped myself realizing that it was true, I was just not ready to admit it.
As I stumbled to find what to say next, she opened the door and got out. I ran after her, but then I saw her parents so I hid behind some bushes. To say the least, it was embarrassing to see Mark watching me hide like a coward behind the bushes. But I continued to hide until Lacy and her parents went inside again.