Happy Story Orgy Monday! I hope y'all are well! If you don't mind, I'm just going to ease right on into the prompt this week.
The prompt is:
Your character's best girl friend is having a spring themed potluck at her house. He thinks she has ulterior motives. What happens?
Even Steven part 10
by
JR Boyd
Steven listened to the soft rumble of Braden’s voice as he rested his head on the grotto wall beside him. Braden's story resembled that of a superhero straight out of a comic book, making him smile even though he felt hopeless. Hanging on to Braden's every word, the picture unfolded in Steven's mind like scenes from a movie.
"A Rope, a knife and your fist?" Steven chuckled. "Really?"
"You bet! I was chomping at the bit to use my new knife. You know I was." Braden laughed and then shifted his weight, his boot scraping the ground as he slid it under his ass to cushion himself.
Steven loved the way Braden's laughter filled the underground space, pushing away the futileness of their situation. Then he snapped back to reality. "Okay, let me get this straight. Antonio knocked us out, you came to and saw that we were tied up with rope so you cut free with the knife and then freed me. Right?"
"Pretty much." Braden agreed.
"I wonder where that asshole is then." Steven mumbled.
"That's the interesting part. I'm guessing it was shortly after we got tied up. I remember hearing Antonio talk to someone." Braden scooted closer to Steven, his voice softening to an excited whisper.
"Yeah. Go on." Steven insisted.
"He said he had to run out to Don's place for the day. Some big to-do about something." Braden shrugged. "Probably not much to go on."
"The hell it's not." Steven hissed out a breath, holding his hand to his head when it pounded with the effort. "The only Don around here is Don DeSare. Nora's husband, remember? Big ornery dickhead–"
"That's right." Braden snapped his fingers. "But, easy does it." Braden said. "I think he may have hit you harder than he hit me."
Steven snorted. "You're head's just harder."
"There's one way to find out." Braden winked, his humor having a nominal effect on Steven most of the time, but this was different. Braden’s tone was different.
Letting Braden take control, Steven leaned forward, closing his eyes and parting his lips. He held there, halfway between them, waiting for Braden’s next move. Would it be his mouth that met Steven’s lips…or his cock? Steven’s blood heated, burning away his apprehensions.
"That's my boy." Warm breath brushed over Steven's cheek as Braden spoke, his words gently tickling his ears.
"You gonna take care of your boy?" Just saying those words made Steven's cock twitch against his cotton underwear.
"Anything you need." Braden said.
The danger. The strangeness. Something about the crazy state of affairs and mysterious milieu stirred Steven's mind, dredging up unreserved fantasies. "I wanna feel you, need to. Your skin on mine. The feel of your cock in my mouth. My throat-"
"Your hot ass too?" Steven shuddered at Braden's candor.
Braden took Steven's hand and helped them both to stand. Replacing words wet kisses and winded moans, Braden peeled off their clothes left and right, dropping them to the floor at their feet.
Steven wrapped a hand around Braden's warm, fleshy cock pressing against his groin. Then slipped his free hand along the firm ripples of his abdomen. Braden's heady scent and searing body heat made Steven's head swim with pleasure. Steven's rigid cock jumped with each combined heartbeat, bobbing and making his weighty balls swing. Steven moaned, "I've needed this."
"All I need is you. It'll always be you." Braden's sincerity broke through Steven's emotional barricade and took root in his heart. At that moment, Steven knew he would never be able to run from Braden's love again.
Braden's hands were rough and strong. He kneaded Steven's left glute then the right. Braden's embrace was fierce, passionate. Perfect.
"We don't have much time." Braden's whisper fueled Steven's excitement.
It was all Steve could do to keep his knees from buckling. He turned and braced himself against the clay wall. Steve's head swam in a craze of passion. Braden's hands were skilled and attentive, wasting no time getting Steven's ass ready for what he wanted, needed. When Braden pressed the head of his cock to Steven's spit-slickened asshole, Steven's whole body was in ecstasy. But Steven wanted more. And he didn't have to wait very long for it. All at once, Braden leaned in, filling Steven with his thickness.
"Fuck yeah. That's it. Why did I wait so long?" Steven groaned, muddling his thoughts. Steven matched Braden stroke for stroke, taking all his lover gave him. Braden wrapped one arm around Steven's waist and reached around with his other, jacking Steven's cock in stride. Another bite on the neck and Braden had Steven on the edge. Braden's cock massaged Steven's swollen gland with each long stroke, making Steven's ass twitch. His cock jerked in Braden's still-stroking hand. Steven's hypersensitive body was in total bliss.
Braden bucked and groaned, sending his seed deep into Steven's ass. The pulsing cock painted Steven's insides with a warmth that caused his own hot load to launch, coating the clay in front of him.
"Does this mean we can be a couple now?" Braden said as his cock slipped from Steven's ass.
"One thing at a time, lover boy. Let's get the hell out of here." Steven chuckled.
Steven smiled as he got dressed, watching Braden slip on his shirt. Steven knew there was no turning back. Braden finally broke down the wall Steven worked so hard to build around his heart. Steven was ready for more than Braden's friendship; especially now.
Steven kissed Braden full on the lips. "I'm following you." He grinned.
Braden put his arm around Steven's shoulder and led them back down the same burrow Antonio had lead them down just hours before. Steven kept his eyes on the light at the end of the tunnel.
"These tunnels have to have been here for years. I bet there's an old mine shaft around here." Braden's level-headedness always made Steven feel a tad more comfortable, regardless of the situation.
Reaching the steps, Braden motioned to Steven to go first. "It's back to the real world."
Steven laughed, squinting into the light. "No. The real world is right here." Steven placed his hand over his heart, smiled and walked up the steps. All the way back to the car, Steven walked hand in hand with Braden, reflecting. What a way to start the New Year. Steven wondered what else could possibly be in store.
Steven slid in behind the wheel and a moment of clarity struck. "Wait! What day is it?" Steven turned to Braden. "Nora's potluck is today. That's why Antonio mentioned Don. C'mon. Let's go!"
"To Nora's house we go." Braden slapped the dash, catching Steven's attention just in time to also catch his wink. Braden leaned over and kissed Steven and smiled. He didn't have to say what he was thinking. Steven saw it in his eyes. Steven turned the key in the ignition and pulled out onto the road.
<<TBC>>
And, now for the other Story Orgy Monday reads. Let's go see how this week's prompt inspired them. C'mon...I'll go with you...
Havan Fellows - http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/
Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/
Lee Brazil - http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/
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