Pardon My Mush

(a/n: lol this chapter is random, it has random Joel getting hard lol. Ok tell me what you think- this isn’t turning out how I planned but have no fear, good lovely slashyness boysex is to come. Latas)

Chapter 2 – Late Night

I sit down on the couch and ditch my hoodie and shoes again, Billy sitting up on the counter. I hear him rip open a pack of M&M’s and start to lazily eat them. Its quiet for a minute until I feel the need to start a conversation -so I can keep busy and not mind molest him so much.

“So your birthday is coming up,” I trail off drinking my Pepsi.

He nods and slides off the counter moving to sit across from me, he smiles, “Yep, you all are takin me out right?”

I nod reaching over and taking an M&M from his outstretched hand, savoring the contact of my fingers against his palm. Oh shit, I cannot get hard from that. Dammit! I pull my leg up to hide it and munch on the M&M. “Anywhere ya want to go. And we’re gonna celebrate your 21st the right way, free drinks.”

He laughs, “YAY. Hey, I wont have to have you guys buy my drinks anymore.” I nod smiling lightly and catch a glance at his blue eyes. He’s not wearing any makeup or eyeliner - uncovered- the Billy I knew when I first met him- sans the dreads, although he does look gorgeous in that infamous pink eye shadow. His hair falling out from under the trucker hat we’re still wearing and I smile. “What ya thinking about?” he asks quietly.

I know I turn about 1000 shades of red in like 2 seconds and I meekly answer, “I was just remembering those dreads you had when I first met you,” I laugh slightly knowing I sound absolutely dumb. Funny how every action becomes dumb when you’re around your crush.

He laughs, “Oh god, don’t remind me.” I smile and he continues, “If I ever do that to my hair again smack me.”

“They weren’t that bad… okay so maybe they were a little bad,” I nod, “they were bad. I like your hair now though…” oh shit, shouldn’t have said that.

He nods and laughs, “Thanks, but anyways, you’re drinking with me right?”

I shrug, “I dunno, maybe I’ll be the designated driver.”

He pouts, “Come on, you and me drunk is always a fun time.” I laugh and shake my head, “Please?” he pouts harder and I can’t take my eyes off him now or say no.

“Alright, alright, I’ll drink with you.” I say, even though I’m scared to death what I’ll do when him and I get all liquored up.

He smiles, “Yeah, can’t wait! Well I’m gonna go surf the net for a while then sleep. Goodnight, Joel.” I smile as my voice runs off his tongue- I wish he could be calling out my name in the heat of passion and hot wild monkey sex- uhh, don’t look at me like that….

“g’night, Billy.” I reply as I watch his back retreating down the hall. I smile to myself and lean back against the couch. The whole time I was talking to Billy, my heart was beating so fast and every nerve in my body was tingling. I wonder if anything could ever happen between us. I’ve known Billy forever, I think I’ve come to love him cuz we’re just so close. I close my eyes and smile again. I don’t know, I feel like a twelve year old with my first crush. Heh, Benji mentioned Ryan Moore- ahh I wonder what ever happened to him? Oh well, I’ve got my eye on Billy.

I’m just about to drift off to sleep when the bunkroom door opens and Benji comes through. I sit up startled and he smiles, “Just wondering if you were going to sleep in your bunk tonight?” he states.

I shrug, “Why…oh. I was planning on it but I guess I wont now.” And once again I’m reminded how alone I am- I wish I could go sleep with Billy. It’s been so long since I’ve fallen asleep with someone. URG!

I guess I was zoning out again cuz Benji’s sitting at my side staring at me, “Huh? Yeah, I guess I’ll sleep in the back or out here.”

Benji shakes his head, “Did you hear a word I just said?”

I squint, “Uhh, last I heard was that you wanted to know where I was sleeping.”

Benji sighs with a smile, “Joel, you need to get laid.”

“I realize that,” I say throwing my head back into the cushions.

“What I said was, I don’t see why you’re letting this get to you. Why don’t you just tell him?” I shrug. “What’s the worse that could happen?”

“He’ll never talk to me again,” I frown, “laugh at me.”

Benji shakes his head, “You know that’s not true. Don’t you think it would be easier if you just told him and either one, you two get together, or two, it doesn’t work? You could get it out of your system- I know its not easy having to be around someone when those are the circumstances. Just think about it.”

“I have been, that’s the problem!”

“Then do it. Get it over with.” He smiles, “I, my brother, am going to get with mah lady. Tomorrow me and you will talk.”

I say goodnight as he goes back to his bunk but get up and stop him, “Benj, wait a second.” I quickly change into my sweats and an oversized sweatshirt and grab my blanket and pillow from my bunk above his. I turn to leave when I notice Paul is sleeping and Billy isn’t in his bunk. I pull Paul’s curtain closed all the way and ask quietly, “Where is Billy?” Benji shrugs but then as if on cue Billy appears in the doorway to the backroom.

“Right here,” he smiles grabbing his blanket and pillow too. “I’m not sleeping here either if you two are going at it all night.” He laughs, “Paul’s lucky he fell asleep already. I’ll chill in the backroom, Joel? Where ya gonna be?”

“Front I guess,” I nod looking over at him, when I really want to curl up next to him-feeling his body heat. He nods and smiles, “Goodnight,” turning and shutting the door with a small wave.

Benji looks at me and leans closer, “As cute as that was- get out.” He smiles as I frown and turn to leave. “Joel, just remember- do it soon. Hate havin to see you all like this.”

I turn shutting the door behind me. I throw my stuff on the couch and sit at the table again opening my laptop and flipping it on. I log on the Internet and go to my favorites list, aiming to check my email but passing when my eyes fall on a different link.

A gay chat room. Hmm maybe a little cybering will do me good. If I can’t have Billy I can fantasize! Ok I'm pathetic…login!

I type my username, yeah I’ve been here before- I know, I know, lets just say its been a while. Nastyboy. That’s me. I look around and there are various conversations going on.

Nastyboy: Any hot horny young guys wanna cyber?

I type. Hey, just putting myself out there. Nothin wrong with being a bluntly horny fucker.

Suckyoudry69: hey Nastyboy, still looking for some action tonight?
Nastyboy: mmm…yeah. I hope your name is a promise
Suckyoudry69: only if you let me

Oooh, fun! I crack my knuckles and get comfy. If I'm lucky this guy will know what he’s doing and get me off good. Ahh bring on the images.

(A/n: ok so theres gonna be exerpts so deal- ill make it make sense.)

Suckyoudry69: I sneak up behind you, my lips kissing your neck and my hands finding their way under your t-shirt…

I imagine touches all over my body, warm hands sliding up my shirt, pinching my nipples. A breath warm on my neck, lips sliding over my skin.

I imagine this mystery man’s fingers lightly touching the base of my cock as my own hand runs under my boxers.

I feel myself getting harder and harder at the other man’s descriptions. I take matters into my own hands and add a little of my fantasy into it.

Nastyboy: I turn you around and run my hands over your rock hard dick.
Suckyoudry69: god I want you to ram your cock deep in me.....
Suckyoudry69: oh yeah baby....fuck me dry....

I type with one hand as my other works my own dick.

Nastyboy: I bite your shoulder as I slide into your tight little body…you moan and grip me from inside

I wrap my hand around my shaft tightly; mimicking how I imagine this tight ass around my cock would feel.

I let out a shaky breath and stroke myself roughly.

Nastyboy: …slamming into you so hard….

I work my hand faster.

Nastyboy: reaching around and stroking you off
Nastyboy: your hard cock warm in my hand

I feel myself losing sight of the keys on the keyboard as I beat myself ferociously.

Suckyoudry69: I thrust backwards onto you….

I squeeze harder a few last times before I come in my hand. Typing up the last few cybering lines.

I close my eyes and smile as I picture the post-orgasmic features of whoever this is.

I clean myself up and slip into a deep sleep on the couch, the lull of the road and images running through my mind. Tomorrow will be a better day….hopefully. Maybe. Probably not.

(a/n: I feel myself losing sight of the keys on the keyboard as I beat myself ferociously. LMAO!! Gimme lovely messages pwease?)


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