Detention 13

BRANDON

“What are you thinkin’ about?” Luke asked me.

“Nobody,” I said.

“I asked ‘what’ you were thinkin’ about, not ‘who’,” Luke responded.

“Nothing. I’m not thinking about anything.” I was really hoping that Luke wasn’t going to ask me any more questions for the rest of the drive to my house. I really didn’t want to talk at all.

Luke pulled up to my driveway about ten minutes later. All the lights in the house were off, meaning that my mother wasn’t home. Of all times, I wished she was home. “Your mom home?” Luke asked. 

“Don’t think so,” I whispered. I knew what was coming next. He was going to ask if he could come inside of my house - just to hang out or somethin’.”

“Is it okay if I come inside?” Luke asked. “Just to hang out for a little bit?”

“I’m kinda sleepy,” I told him. “I wouldn’t be much fun. Plus there’s nothin’ to do in my house.”

“I can just watch you sleep,” Luke said, smiling. Even though it was mostly dark, I could still see his smile clearly. What Luke just said was something I wished Chris would’ve said to me. “We don’t got to do anything,” Luke continued. “I just wanna hang with you for a while.” I don’t know why he wasn’t straightforward and just say, “I just wanna fuck and then go home.” Because I knew that was all he really wanted to do. Guys never just wanted to ‘hang out’ with me. I wanted to say no to Luke. But it had almost been a week and a half since I last got laid. Even though I was still sore all over, I was still horny. I don’t know. Luke was a nice guy, with a really hot face and an even better body. I didn’t want him to think I was more interested in him than I really was. 

“Just for a little while,” I told him. 

“That’s good enough for me,” Luke said.
I felt really nervous bringing Luke into my house. I didn’t know what I was expecting to happen, and I didn’t know what he was expecting to happen. My fears started to grow even more, when Luke asked, “Where’s your room?”

My heart started to beat loudly in the silence of the house. “Down the hall this way,” I said. I turned on some lights so that we could see the way to my bedroom. We entered my room and I made sure that I kept the door open just a little bit; for some reason it just made me feel a little bit more comfortable with the door slightly ajar.

“You got a nice room,” Luke said.

“You don’t have to say that,” I said. “There’s nothing special in here.” I wanted to lay down on my bed, but I was afraid that Luke would lie on the bed next to me, and things would start moving a lot faster than I wanted them to. Chris was still on my mind the whole time; I was really worried about doing something that might further jeopardize me and Chris’ relationship - even though at the moment, me and Chris didn’t have a relationship. I watched Luke as he looked through the books on my shelf, and the CDs on my desk. I sat down on the edge of my bed. “What do you wanna do?” I asked. The way I asked that question sounded more sexual than I had wanted it to. Luke turned around and looked at me. 

“Doesn’t matter to me,” Luke said. “If you really want me to go, I can leave.”

“No. You’re already here now.” I was really getting nervous now. I wish I had more self-control. I regretted inviting Luke into my house. Now I was probably going to do something I shouldn’t do. Luke stepped up to me, so that his crotch was almost directly in front of my face. He laid me back on the bed. My heart beat quickened again. Very gently, Luke untied my shoes, pulling both my socks and shoes off very slowly. Luke crawled up on the bed, hovering over me. His hands found my belt and he started to unbuckle it even slower than he untied my shoes. I watched him as he did this, and his eyes were on me the whole time. I did feel guilty for allowing this to happen, but the more I thought about it, I was able to reason out this situation. 

I don’t know why I had to keep reminding myself that I wasn’t with Chris anymore. I had called him earlier and he hadn’t responded back to me. If he wanted to fix things between us, he would’ve called. He would’ve come to school; he would be over my house right, taking off my belt instead of Luke. But he wasn’t. Chris was probably at his house, doing whatever it was he was doin’ or maybe somewhere else doing God knows what. He could’ve made things better between us, but he didn’t.

Luke snatched my belt out of the loops of my jeans in one hard jerk. He bent down over me, his sexy, muscular body pressed up against mine. I could smell his sharp, clean, masculine scent surrounding me, and I could feel his big dick through his jeans rubbing up against mine. Luke put both of his large hands on each side of my face, brought his lips close, and grazed them across my mouth. That was just enough to make me get extra hard. Luke kissed me, a firm but gentle kiss, very slow and passionate. The soreness in my body started to disappear almost immediately. Luke slipped his tongue in my mouth, very carefully, and started to caress my tongue with his. I closed my eyes and the tension in my body continued to fade away gradually, but steadily. 

Kissing Luke was such a different experience than kissing Chris. Not that Luke was better - well, I wasn’t completely sure. I really loved kissing Chris, but as Luke kissed me, it felt like he was really kissing me, like Luke wanted to share himself completely with me, unlike Chris, who always kept a part of himself from me whenever he kissed, as though he didn’t want me to know how much he truly cared about me. Luke searched inside of my open jeans and found my dick. He grasped it tightly and squeezed, all while he was roaming my mouth with his tongue. I placed my hands underneath Luke’s shirt and felt his hard abs and his muscular, hairy chest. I’d never felt a hairy chest before, and it felt really good. I loved the way his soft chest hair felt against my palms. I squeezed his nipples and Luke arched his back. I felt his body really heating up. Suddenly, Luke stopped and asked:

“Are you thinkin’ about me?”

He looked down at me with genuine eyes. “Yeah, I am.”

“You’re not thinkin’ about anybody else right now, are you?” Luke questioned. 

“No,” I told him. Only half of that was a lie.

Luke kissed me again. “Good.”

He pulled my shirt slowly over my head, exposing my bare chest. Afterward, Luke removed his own shirt. His torso looked so incredibly perfect. Luke placed his hand directly on the center of my chest. “Your heart is beatin’ really fast,” he said.

“I’m nervous,” I told him. 

“We don’t have to do this,” Luke said. 

“I want to,” I said. 

Luke smiled. “Good.”

He kissed me again, much longer than the other times. And then he started to lick slowly down my chest, around my nipples, down my stomach, past my navel, to my waist. I was startled when my cell phone began to ring just as Luke was preparing to take off my pants. Luke reached into my pocket and retrieved my phone. He threw it across the room so that I couldn’t get to it. “Luke I have to answer...” I thought it might be Chris calling me. I hoped it was Chris calling me. I tried to get up, but Luke was too heavy and he wouldn’t let me move. 

“Don’t worry about that right now,” Luke said. He kissed me again. Luke dragged my jeans all the way off my legs and tossed them on the floor. I listened to my phone as it continued to ring over and over. I really prayed that it wasn’t Chris who was calling me, but I had a really strong feeling that it was him. Luke stepped out of his own jeans and underwear, standing completely naked in front of me. His large, ten inch dick was rock hard, and the large head was half-way exposed from the hood. Luke climbed back on top of me, our naked bodies grinding on each other. My phone rang two more times and then went silent. As Luke kissed me, first on my lips, and then all over my body, I prayed that Chris hadn’t been on the other end of the phone. I really hoped I hadn’t missed my chance to talk to him.

To Be Continued..