When I Think About You, Chapter 2

Before you could say "Whattaya want from me" Tommy had maneuvered himself onto my lap. His big brown doe-like eyes pierced my heart as he looked directly at me. I grudgingly looked straight into them, searching for some clue as to the motives behind his sudden behavior.

My tub of French Silk ice cream was melting and forgotten on the floor. I tried to pull some understandable sentence from the shattered goo that was my brain, but before I could, Tommy began to teasingly roll his hips against me. Some sort of yelp snuck its way past my lips and I grabbed the blonde little demon by the hips and pushed him harder down on me.

I wrapped my arms around his freckled neck, moaning and pressing myself against his belly. I squirmed atop him, looking for any sort of friction to ease the burning. He sat still for a moment, collecting himself, but an impatient whine of "Adam," set him off again.

He gripped my hips harder than before, throwing his head back and moaning. This was getting hot.

You close your eyes and see me before you
Think you would die if I was to ignore you
A fool could see just how much you adore me
Get down on your knees and do anything for me

I thought I had finally bridled my lust, but when I stopped moving, Tommy let loose my name as a high pitched groan and I lost all sense of control. I grabbed him by the waist again and started violently thrusting up against his ass and rubbing him with the heel of my hand.

It was all a blur, though the only drug I was on was Tommy. Tommy Joe.

The pretty kitty. My STRAIGHT bassist. He let his head fall and pushed his face against my neck, kissing and biting every inch of skin that he could find.

Things were getting so hot, so heavy, so quickly. I decided to save Adam from that moment he was rushing towards, and slid down off his lap a bit. His eyes opened slowly and he whined with discomfort at the loss of contact, but he gasped and flushed a deep red when I began to unlatch his belt, and undoing his zipper. I licked my lips slightly in anticipation and freed Adam from the confines of his skinny jeans.

Just when things were really heating up, Tommy slipped off my lap. I made a thin sound of impatience, but before I could do anything, the little blonde waif was unzipping my pants. I struggled to open my eyes and succeeded just in time to see Tommy lick his fucking lips. He was peering at my crotch like it was a delicious treat that he was just a little bit afraid to try. That fear disappeared though, because Tommy whipped it out and began stroking it lovingly, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I'm the one who makes you come runnin'
Gets you comin all the time
When I'm around, you're always beggin'
I wanna make you mine

As I sat briefly immobilized by the mere Size of what Adam had to offer, I was barely aware of the small whimpers I was making. I came to my senses and began to slowly, gently massage him.

"Tommy! What… what… are you doing?" I finally managed to speak. This was my fantasy come true, I'd thought about fit so many times… But… I was confused.

"I want this, Adam. I think about it all the time. I think about you… I think about touching you… and I touch myself…" I said, using my best sex-kitten voice. By the sudden twitch of Adam's manhood in my hand, I assumed it was working. I picked up the pace, stroking him at an increasing rate.

I was rushing towards that cliff of ecstasy. I was almost mad at Tommy for holding back all this time, these months that I've been trying to keep my feelings a secret, letting me sit there and squirm like an ant under a magnifying glass. In a moment of flawed judgment, I pushed the blonde-haired boy back a bit on my lap, and my nimble fingers quickly made their way past his belt and produced him from within his tight skinny jeans. I immediately started pumping him, bringing him along for the ride that he was causing me to experience. He gasped and let his head fall back, his hair drifting back from his face like angel's feathers. He was so beautiful.

I could tell that Adam was getting close. He was a wreck, shaking and moaning underneath me. I smiled to myself, quite proud, when he surprised me. I noticed him look up a bit, but before I could do anything, he had my pants undone and was jerking me off. It was so hot. I'd fantasized about this so many times, but I never thought that it would actually happen.

I don't want anybody else

I touch myself