Something True : Part 4

I sat up bolt right and before I could get out of the bed Michael had pulled me into a tight hug. I realised that I was the one who had screamed. I tried to break free from Michael’s grip but I couldn’t, so I tried to beat him away but he held on to me, not letting go. He kept on mumbling to me “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” I stopped hitting him and cried into his shoulder and he cried with me. I looked up as I heard to door slam open and my grandparents ran into the room. They took one look at the scene and walked out of the room.

I cannot even remember the next five days. All I know is that Michael force fed me food and fluids and put me in bed. On the day of the funeral we all made our way to the chapel and we said our last goodbyes. I did not present a speech as I could not even speak a syllable let alone recite a speech. At the cemetery I said my final goodbyes to my beautiful, accepting parents. I thanked them for making me go back to school and finding Michael and I also thanked them for being my parents and being there for me through the good and bad times. After the funeral I wanted to fly back to the states but I had been told that I was needed at the reading of the will as I was included in its contents.

Three days later we made our way to the solicitors and we were read the will. I was not just mentioned in the will I became the sole benefactor of the possessions of my parents. It obviously had been written with them thinking that my grandparents would be deceased. But in the circumstances like mine I was not able to receive any of it until I reached the age of majority, eighteen years of age. So the next of kin became the caretaker of the possessions until I turned eighteen but they were not allowed to make any commitments or decisions without my knowledge and verbal and written approval. I was to be left the house on the Gold Coast and everything inside and a couple of other real estate properties that were in Sydney and Melbourne. I was also left my parents stock portfolio and then life insurance was to be added to the stockpile of money that my parents had hidden away in several banks around the world.

In a matter of an hour I became a multi-millionaire, with a portfolio valued at approximately 25 million US dollars. I couldn’t believe the amount and neither could the rest of my family. They knew that my parents were well off but they hadn’t realised that my parents were that well off. My grandparents did not try to challenge the will as it was iron tight but they were all set as well as my parents had helped them over the years to establish themselves. We all signed a document saying they we had seen the contents of the will. That night I still wasn’t over my shock. Michael didn’t ask anything about the contents of the will and for that I loved him even more. It would have been awkward to tell him that I was an overnight millionaire.

That night Michael told me that he had spoken to his parents and said that they wanted to meet me when we returned back to the states. They knew that it was going to be hard for me but they thought that meeting the partner’s parents may help take my mind of the loss. As we flew back to the states I must admit that it did work to an extent, I was nervous about meeting Michael’s parents. He had told me stories about them and they sounded like they were very nice people.

We flew into the states only seventeen hours later and were on another plane in two hours on our way to New York. We arrived at New York Airport a few hours later with Michael’s parents greeting us at the terminal. I held back from the reunion, I felt like an outsider with only just losing my parents. As Michael introduced me to his parents, I was warmly greeted by both of them. His mother, Ashleigh hugged me and his father, Thomas shook my hand. They were both well presented and good looking for their age. I nodded and replied to them
“It is very nice to meet you both Mr and Mrs Baker. Michael has told a great many stories about the both of you.” We did not stay there long. Over the two days that we were there I began to really feel like I was part of Michael’s family. Michael and I were sad to leave New York and head back to school in Boston.

When we arrived back at Boston the Headmaster picked us up from the airport and took us back to the school. When we arrived back at the school it was past the curfew so we did not have to deal with people.

Over the following week people gave their condolences and wished me the best in the future. I accepted it all with a sad smile and thanked them individually. The other students didn’t hassle me or Michael due to respect of my feelings and the teachers helped me in any way that they could. After a month of feeling sorry for myself my voice of reason (Michael) gave me a wakeup call and told me to get over it.

I didn’t like Michael for the way that he put it but it was what I needed. I needed to get my life back to some semblance of a normal life. Michael helped me build myself back up from the fallen rocks. Pretty soon I was back to my normal self, interacting with people and enjoying my life. Then one night as I was about to fall asleep Michael reached around and started to wank my cock. God it felt good! Michael and I had not had sex for well over a month. I took his hand off my cock and moved my face down to his cock. He got my meaning and immediately took my cock in his mouth while I took his dick in my mouth.

We both went hard. We had not had sex in a month and that sexual tension builds up over a month with two seventeen year old, sexually active males. We both came quickly but we were both spent. As I righted myself Michael said
“Next time we go at it I am taking you all the way Storm.”
I nearly died of shock at what Michael said
“Are you sure Michael? You are not bowing to pressure are you?”
“No Storm I think it is time we made it official. I was going to do it tonight but I’m spent! How about you?”
“I’m the same.” I chuckled “We have never been so rough but I liked it.” I had a huge grin on my face. Michael chuckled but didn’t say anything.

When I woke up on Saturday morning Michael was already awake and waiting for me to wake up as well. When I was fully awake Michael wished me a happy eighteenth birthday and gave me my birthday present. The present was absolutely gorgeous; it was a silver ring with the words “With Love from Michael” engraved on the inside. Michael had bought me the most precious gift; it fitted perfectly onto my middle finger on my left hand.
“Tonight I am taking you out to a nice dinner with my parents. They have come from New York to wish you a happy birthday. Be ready by seven-thirty at the latest because I have booked the table for eight sharp. Come on the rest of the guys want to wish you a happy birthday as well.”

I jumped out of bed and pulled on my trunks and opened the door. I walked out into the hallway and I heard Tom and Asher’s door open right down the end. I didn’t want rush down to see them just in case I spoiled the surprise. So I waved to them and they waved back and beckoned me down to their room. I walked down to their room pulling the best questioning expression that I could. They told me to wait at the door so that they could get their present, then the next second I heard people yell behind me
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!”
I swear I hit the roof from the fright. I turned around and I saw Leo, Sam, Cameron, Brodie, and Michael there with the biggest grins on their faces. I turned around and the same kind of smiles was spread over Asher’s and Tom’s face. I leaned against the door frame and breathed deeply. I had not been expecting that, and then I found that there were three different presents being shoved at me. I took them and said thank you and made my way back to the room. I put the presents on the bed and sat down and took a couple of minutes to regain my breath. The first one was a card from Asher and Tom, wishing me all the best for my birthday and a black horse crop. I then opened the other two presents; from Cameron and Brodie I received a couple of fake cocks and from Leo and Sam I got a pair of leather pants with the groin area cut out and tight fitting black leather vest. All of the presents came together to give me a very arousing set of clothing.

Michael encouraged me to put on the pants and the vest but I didn’t need much encouragement. I pulled on the pants and the vest and found that they fitted to my body very nicely. I eye balled Michael; he had obviously been in on this from the very start. He knew what I was thinking because he shrugged and gave me a very cheeky grin. I took the items of clothing off and put them into the wardrobe.

For the day I hung out with the guys doing what we normally did. Even though the others were older than me we still couldn’t drink at the pub or anything. If we had been back in Australia we would have hit the pub as soon as we possibly could. But the day was still great fun and I enjoyed myself thoroughly. When we arrived back I went for a shower and got ready for dinner. I was happy to see Ashleigh and Thomas again, I really enjoyed their company.

At seven-thirty Michael led me down to the front gate where we found his parents there waiting for us with a Porsche. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I greeted Ashleigh and Thomas, and we made our way to dinner. The dinner went very well and we all enjoyed ourselves immensely. Ashleigh and Thomas had even bought me a present for my birthday; they bought me a pair of dog tags with my information and Michael’s information. Other people would have found it cheesy but I found it very nice. It meant that they accepted that Michael and I were a couple and that we truly loved each other.

At eleven-thirty we strolled through the halls of the school slowly finding our way back to our room. When we walked in we immediately tore off our clothes (literally) and fell on to the bed. We both knew that tonight we were going all the way; tonight was when we truly made it official in the school. For both of us it was a public declaration of our love for one another. For me it was something more. For me, it was like I was coming home. I would always love Michael through thick and thin.

Michael didn’t waste any time he immediately lifted his legs and told me to fuck him. I didn’t have to be told twice, I had been waiting for that moment for so long. I was very gentle because it was my first time but I had to remember that Michael had been raped twice so I had to be careful. As I entered Michael my body was overloaded with feelings. My cock was overwhelmed with the warmth of Michael’s arse. After I was all the way in I could not remember a thing, it was as if my body took complete control. I only woke out the trance as I flipped onto my back and Michael fell down beside me.

“I guess that makes it official then. We’ll have to see the Headmaster tomorrow then?” I said. Michael moved in and wrapped his arms around my waist and just laid there purring. I found that really weird actually, I had never heard him purr before but it was so arousing
“That was brilliant Storm.”
“Yes I feel content but I would think it was brilliant too if I could remember what exactly happened.”
“Are you saying that you cannot remember any detail of what just happened?”
“I only got as far as when I was fully inside you then everything went to the wayside and I do not remember anything.”
“Well you missed out on a lot; we just had two hot hours filled with erotic sex. I have never felt so good. Do you want me to go into detail?”
“Please do.”

So Michael told me about the two hours of erotic sex. At first he told I was a little nervous but I soon gained confidence and was fucking Michael like a professional (or so I’m told). While I fucked Michael we went through so many different positions that Michael couldn’t even remember half of them.
“One second you were there fucking me mercenary style, the next second we were fucking doggy style, then the next second you made me straddle you and you pounded my arse and then you threw me onto my stomach, lined up your cock, slammed it in and wrapped your arm around my waist and fucked me stupid. That’s when I got lost.”

Then after I had exploded in his arse he said that I took him to the bathroom, turned on the shower, laid down on the tiles, and got him to fuck my arse any way he knew. Then after he had cum in my arse we returned to the room where I had asked him to spank my arse till it was red raw then fuck my arse all over again.
“We were like a pair of possessed rabbits Storm. We didn’t play around we went all for it.”
“Sounds amazing wish I could remember it.” I said, disappointed
“Don’t worry there will be plenty more times. And Happy Birthday!”