WARNING! GAY, LESBIAN AND STRAIGHT SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER.
So, there's something that gets on my damn nerves. We have come so far as people in our screwed up society, yet some people are so fucking ...narrow-minded. In a world were we aren't supposed to have any geographic boundaries and sharing a common vision, people are still sick with racism, homophobia, prejudice, bigotry, ignorance, so on and so on, but enough about that.
He was on the airplane
Sitting next to this guy
Said he was too shy
And he seemed real nice...
Until he found out he was gay
That's so not mellow
A statement that started off so simple, yet cool ended up being so...crass. In reality, something like that doesn't really shock me at all. It would be better for all people to accept that not everyone will be "straight" at all, but what can you do? People are entitled to their own opinions, and that's all I have to say about people.
Now, the statement that I made earlier about the "guy on the plane" made me think of different couples that I have come across in my lifetime. Gay couples, lesbians, and the heterosexual couples. See, there are different types of couples that exist, and I wondered "How are they intimate with one another?" So here are some scenarios I came up with.
"Ah, it's so great to be back in New York after so long." Harry says, taking off his shoes.
"Well, it's great to have you back, Mr. Osborn."
"Thank you, Bernard. Anyway, I'm going to unpack and then go out for a little bit."
"Of course, master. Anyway, I have to go to my doctor's appointment."
"Why not take the rest of the day off?"
"Are you sure, sir?"
"I'm positive. I'll keep this place under control, I promise."
"In that case, I will see you tomorrow Mr. Osborn."
"See you tomorrow, Bernard. Have a great day."
"You too, sir." Bernard says, leaving the Osborn Mansion.
"Ah, it's so great to be home." Harry repeats to himself, going to the kitchen. "Let's see, we have: peppermint, black, green and white tea. I think I'm in the mood for peppermint tea." He says putting on kettle. "I'm hungry too. Oh! I wonder if there are any ingredients here for a sandwich." Minutes later, Harry makes his sandwich and prepares his cup of tea. "Oh! I wonder if Peter is around. I'm gonna call him." He says to himself. As soon as he lifts his house phone to his ear, the doorbell rings and Harry walks towards the door. When he opens the door, he gets the shock of his life. 'Speak of the devil…...'
"Harry?!" A shocked Peter exclaimed.
"Peter!"
"What- I thought you were away at boarding school?" Peter says.
"Um- Y-y-yeah, I-I-I-I was, but I just back today. In fact, I just came in about 15 minutes ago."
"That's great, Harry."
"Please, forgive my manners. Would you like to come in?"
"I just bought Bernard's car over. I had it all fixed up for him." Peter responds, holding our Bernard's car keys. "He brought it over to the shop a few weeks ago, and I had a few days off, so I decided to work on it and bring it back to him now that it's completely fixed up. Transmission, new battery, carburetor, you name it."
"Ah. Well, he just left about ten minutes ago. He had a doctors appointment, so he left just as I was about to unpack. But uh, please come in. I'll make you some tea and make you a sandwich." Harry says, slightly moving from the door to let Peter enter his home.
"Thanks, Harry." Peter says, entering the mansion.
"This is gonna sound strange, but I uh- I was actually calling you when you showed up just now." Harry shouts from the kitchen.
"Really?" Peter says, distastefully.
"Yes I was. I was wondering how you were doing when I was making my sandwich." Harry says, carrying a tray to the living room. "Here you go." He says, offering a cup of tea to Peter, who's sitting on the couch.
"Thank you." He says, taking a sip of tea, while Harry sits on his favorite arm chair. "So, how long has it been seen the last time we've seen each other?"
"We-"
"Years, hasn't it?" Peter interrupts.
"The last time we saw each other was in between…the fifth grade and sixth grade. That was when Norman decided to ship me off to get me out of his hair. Thank God the bastard is dead. Anyway, it's been roughly twelve or thirteen years."
"Do you still correct people's grammar, Mr. Know-It-All?" Peter asks coolly, taking another sip of his tea.
"Was I really that bad?" Harry wonders. "I guess that I couldn't stand people who spoke incorrectly, compliments of Norman Osborn." He says, picking up his own cup of tea. "You remember what he said right? 'I can't stand dumb ass people who can't construct a sentence properly.' God, I hated that man with his damn pet peeves." He tells Peter, drinking his tea.
"Well, one of my pet peeves," Peter starts. "Are people with pet peeves." Peter then wipes his lips off with the sleeve of his sweater.
"Oh damn! I'm terribly sorry!" Harry starts. "Let me get you a napkin-"
"I'm fine." Peter shrugs, arrogantly.
"Great." Harry says, unsure of himself and the current situation, taking a sip of his tea. A few minutes of complete silence, Peter breaks the ice.
"So Harry, fill me in on what happened in the last twelve years or so when you were in boarding school." Peter says, making himself feel at home on Harry's couch. "After all, we were the best of friends." He taunts.
"School was school. It was filled with boring teachers, courses and homework." Harry shrugs offhandedly. "But I'm much more anxious to hear about you!" He says happily. "I mean, if I can recall, you were going to be the best science teacher and be a part-time photographer. But to see you now as a mechanic is damn cool."
"Yeah, it's a good trade for me. I mean, I couldn't afford college, Uncle Ben died and it's just been me and Aunt May supporting each other."
"Well, I know I'm not the right person to tell you this Pete, but I do know how expensive university and college costs. Thank goodness I was able to pay for college on my own terms, with the help of tons of scholarships. I did it all without the use of my dad's money from the love of his life, Oscorp." Harry says, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, I guess only a few special people are able to get those scholarships."
"I guess." Harry shrugs. 'Why is Peter being a douche? Where is the Peter that I fell in love with when we were little boys?' He wonders to himself.
"Nonetheless, I am so happy that I learned to fix cars. Nobody to breathe down my neck, I'm my own boss, I can make my own hours and still help Aunt May out." Peter says condescendingly towards Harry.
"Of course it is, Peter." Harry responds. "I mean, I might be out of touch on what happened years ago, but being a mechanic is a noble profession. Besides, I can never look down on a profession like that because I only drive and ride in cars. Nobody should look down on mechanics at all, unless if they are total snobs."
"Yeah, I can't stand snobs at all." He says, throwing Harry a dirty look. "But then, who can, right?" He asks, putting his feet up Harry's coffee table. Harry simply takes another sip from his cup.
'Ok.' Harry thinks to himself, trying not to be hurt from Peter's comment.
"So, what's with the school boy uniform?"
"Oh, it's-"
"Can't bring yourself to take it off?" Peter asks in a snotty tone, cutting off Harry.
"Well, I really haven't had time a chance to change out of these clothes into anything comfortable." Harry says, uncomfortable with this conversation.
"So you can't bring yourself to take them off?"
"No, not yet. I still have to unpack my clothes." Harry says and Peter snorts. Once again, they fall into an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes.
"You mother was a good lady." Peter starts.
"She truly was. I miss her everyday."
"Actually, she was the classiest dames that I ever met in my lifetime. I just don't understand how someone like your mom, had someone like you." He says in a disgusted tone.
'That's it. I'm not taking anymore of Harry's shit and bad attitude any longer.' Harry thinks to himself, angrily. "I'm sorry. What do you mean by that?" He asks his friend angrily.
"Oh," Peter says nonchalantly. "Just that you were always…..stuck up. You and your mom were total…..opposites. How she had a kid like you really confuses me." He says rubbing salt in Harry's wound.
"I don't understand where all this is coming from." Harry says, trying to keep his anger under control.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…..offend you." Peter sneers in a nasty tone, knowing that he's successfully getting under Harry's skin.
"Well, I have a little bit of work to do." Harry says as he stands up from his chair. "I hate to cut this visit short, but if you'll excuse me."
"Aww, what's the matter, Harry?" Peter taunts, standing up from the couch. "Someone says something you don't like, and all that boarding school manners of yours go right through the window?"
"I have a lot of work to do around here today. So once again Peter, I wish you good day." Harry says, hoping that he isn't in the verge of tears and Peter snorts.
"I know what boys like you do to get their jollies in boarding school." Peter says as he is walking up to Harry, making sure he's standing face to face with Harry. "So, Harry, did you give or did you receive?" He asks Harry.
"You always were a crude asshole. I don't even know why we're best friends. I can't even believe that I ever had feelings for you. You always were a crude little bugger back then, and you still are!" Harry says coldly.
Evidently, Harry said the wrong thing. The second those words came out of his mouth, Peter pulls Harry by his tie and pushes him against the nearest wall.
"My money is on receive." Peter sneers in Harry's right ear.
"Get the fuck off me!" He says, unaware that Peter is undoing his own jeans, pushing them down to the ground. Before Harry can catch his breath, he's being spun around and being pushed to his knees. All of a sudden, his mouth is being filled with Peter's dick. He starts fucking Harry's face.
"Oh yeah, I always knew that you would receive. Did you learn this in school?" He asks Harry, knowing that he can't respond.
"Ooh, so you did receive." He says, answering his own question. "Take off your shirt." He demands, while he takes off his hoodie and his t-shirt while he continues to face fuck Harry. Harry slowly takes his shirt off (mainly because he's scared of Peter), and places his right hand on Peter's dick, stroking it, leading his hand and his mouth in a synchronized rhythm.
"I knew that you were with other boys at boarding school." Peter says, continuing to fuck Harry's face.
'I wasn't with anybody at all. I'm still a virgin.' Harry thinks to himself.
Minutes later, Peter pulls Harry up to his feet, kissing him. "Feel good, huh?"
"Y-yeah." He replies before he kisses Peter.
"You do, huh?" He hears, not realizing that Peter is undoing the buttons on his pants.
"Yeah."
"Great." Peter says, pulling down Harry's pants and taking off his socks. He pulls Harry by his boxer briefs, bending him over the couch. Then he proceeds to remove his own pants and underwear, takes off his socks, before literally ripping Harry's underwear off.
"Wait! I haven't-Are you gonna-" Harry starts, but his ass is quickly filled with Peter's cock. "Oh My God! This hurts! Pete, this really hurts!" He says. Peter starts moving in and out of Harry, which makes Harry groan more and more. After a while, Harry starts to feel comfortable. 'God. My wish finally came true. I've always wanted my first time to be with Peter, and I finally got my wish. I just wish it was in a bed though, but this is cool too.'
"Bend over some more." Peter whispers in Harry's ear, and he complies to Peter's wish.
"Oh, yeah, babe! Fuck me harder!" Harry cries.
"Did you learn that from school? Peter groans in Harry's ear, and Harry only moans some more.
"Ah! Ngh! Gah! Oh my- Jesus-Fucking-Christ, Peter, does it always feel like this? Because this feels so good!"
"Then you're gonna love this." He says, before having Harry lying down on the couch on his side. He continues to fuck Harry senseless before he has Harry completely lie down on his back, making sure Harry straddles his hips while he hits the sweet spot.
"Ay papí! Harder! Oh, Peter, right there!" He says in a deep voice. 'So this is what heaven looks like.' Harry thinks as he sees stars in front of his eyes.
"Papi? I like that!" Peter says, getting harder inside of Harry. 'Who knew Harry can speak in Spanish?'
"Ay papi! Más! Más, Mi Amor! Te quiero mucho!" Harry cries, when Peter starts stroking Harry's cock. It doesn't take long for Harry to spill cum in Peter's hand and on his stomach. A few moments later, Harry is clenching around Peter. "I'm gonna-"
"Cum inside of me!" Harry demands and Peter spills a large load of cum, deep inside of Harry. Peter rides out his erection until he pulled his dick out of Harry, watching his cum leak out of Harry's used hole.
"You can take this back to your boyfriend that you met at boarding school, you filthy whore." He says before getting of the couch.
"Actually, I can't." Harry tells him, sitting up on the couch.
"What?" Peter says as he abruptly stops walking.
"I can't take anything to any boyfriend because I've never had a boyfriend. This was my first time." Harry shyly admits.
"So…..I was your first?" Peter asks and Harry drops his head nods his head.
"Why did you let me fuck you then?" Peter asks incredulously.
"Well- it's- I- Because I still have feelings for you. Peter, I got sent to boarding school because my father found out that we had feelings for each other all those years ago. When my father found out that we kissed each other by that damn chauffeur, Norman sent me off to boarding school, cut off all communication between the two of us, which made me depressed and I didn't think that I would ever see you again until I saw your face today." Harry says, tears rolling down his face.
"You're joking. Please tell me that you're joking." Harry hears and he shakes his head.
'He's not lying. Every time he confesses something important to me, he never looks at me. What have I done? ' Peter thinks to himself walking back towards Harry.
"Wow. Harry, I- I am sorry. I truly am sorry for the way I was treating you. Even if you don't want to see or hear from me ever again, I understand. I really am sorry for everything. All this time when I thought that you were just ignoring me, you were isolated from me. I thought that you hated me. I thought that you didn't love me back and I was so alone when you left. I just- I am truly sorry for the way I acted. I really am sorry. And please don't believe that comment I told you about you and your mom about being different. Believe me when I tell you that your mom gave birth to a beautiful man that I am still in love with."
"You really loved me?" Harry asks as he lifts his head.
"Always have when you were here. Always did, when you were gone and I resented you for it, and I still love you now and forever." Peter reassures him as he wipes away Harry's tears.
"I love you too, Pete." He says before kissing him.
"So now that your back, can I ask you something really important, Har?"
"Yes."
"Will you let me be your boyfriend?"
"I do, Pete. And will you still be my future husband?"
"I will, Har."
"Awesome. We are officially boyfriends." Harry says hugging Peter.
"So what now, boyfriend?" Peter asks seductively.
"Round two, in my bed, now. I still feel like a virgin and I need to experience more of my one and only, ASAP."
"Let's go then." Peter says, picking up Harry and going off to Harry's room.
Beyond dirty right? Well that was because my best friend and I watched gay porn, which is extremely fascinating, I mean, it looks painful but nonetheless, intriguing. Well that was just the first scenario that I came up with. Especially since it was my way of saying:
Boy meets boy
Boy loses boy
Boy gets cute boy back
And if you're wondering why I used Harry Osborn and Peter Parker, is because I love EVERYTHING Spider-Man, okay? Deal with it, period! Anyway, moving on to the next scenario.
Remember when I had mentioned that Callie and Arizona had a thing? Well, regretfully, Maggie, George, Alex and I were literally forced to watch those two bitches having sex. I mean, can you believe that they wanted people to watch them have sex with one anther?! Those sluts owe me, big time.
Now, last Friday night, we were all invited to Callie's house for an announcement. As Callie was thanking is for being guests at her house, a sharp knock was heard at exactly 9:16 pm.
Callie runs from the center if the living room to the front door.
It was her girlfriend Arizona.
"Gorgeous!" Callie greets as she kisses Arizona.
"Hey beautiful." Arizona greets as she pulled away from her woman.
Anyone would have to admit, seeing Callie in a dress was shocking. She really doesn't seem the type, but whatever. Her black, one shouldered gown was pretty damn beautiful.
As for Arizona, she looked like a hot mess! Nowm that wannabe Dolly Parton red dress with that wannabe encrusted short sleeved jacket? Anybody would need some Ginger Ale after that disaster.
Anyway, as Callie steps back from the door, Arizona passes the threshold, Callie does a sign of the cross and closes the door.
"Hey guys." Arizona greets.
"Hey." Everyone greets.
"So did Callie tell you guys why you're here?"
"No." Alex says.
"Why are we here anyway?" George says.
"Ooh, ok. So we are planning on getting married soon." Arizona says.
"Congrats!" Maggie says.
"You called me on a Friday night, just for this?" Alex asked.
"Alex!" April reprimands.
"That's really beautiful guys!" George says.
"Thank you guys." Callie says with a huge smile on her face.
"So how are you planning on celebrating?" Maggie asks.
Callie starts laughing.
"Babe." Arizona says trying to contain her own laughter, but they both fail.
The couple keep laughing for a good minute before Alex throws a pillow at them.
"What the fuck are we here?" Alex snaps. "I am a fucking dick without food in my system, and you're wasting my precious time from getting a burger somewhere!"
"Fine!" Arizona says. "I invited you here for the announcement and for something else."
"Which is...?" Maggie asks.
"We want you to watch us have sex!" Arizona says.
The others start protesting.
"Guys, guys, guys!" Callie says.
Everyone shuts up.
"We are exploring our sexual fantasies and we want you to enjoy our show." Arizona says.
"You can't make us stay here!" April says.
"Well, considering the fact that Callie confiscated your phones, handcuffed you all to each other, called Cristina and Meredith to stand guard, and I popped your tires, I think you're all stuck here."
"Any questions?" Callie asks as she can see the frustrations on her friend's faces.
Everyone is silent.
"Good." Arizona says.
"Can we at least has some food?" Alex asks, but he is ignored.
Callie literally pounces on Arizona, tacking her to the ground as her tongue is invading Arizona's mouth.
Arizona starts moaning like crazy as Callie starts to run her fingers between Arizona's thighs.
"Callie..." Arizona moans as Callie starts to kiss her way down her lover's neck. Callie starts to grind her hips against Arizona as she starts to mark her territory on her woman.
"More." Arizona moans.
Callie hungrily kisses Arizona to the point where the kiss is very filthy.
"This is such a bore." April says.
"For real. This does nothing for me." George says.
"I have to pee." Maggie says.
"I need some fucking food." Alex complains as Callie's fingers are fumbling with the zipper on Arizona's dress.
They break apart for a moment so that Callie can run her hand down the front of Arizona's dress.
"Goddamn, babe! No bra?" Callie smirks as she starts to squeeze Arizona's left tit.
"Nope." Arizona answers through her moan. "I though you might like the easy access."
"You thought correctly." Callie says as she squeezes Arizona's nipple.
"Fuck..." Arizona moans hungrily.
Callie continues to squeeze her lover's nipples for quite sometime, that Arizona whimpers. Arizona is so turned on that she starts tugging on Callie's dress.
Callie removes her dress and her bra.
"Take it off, Callie." George says as her bra lands on his head.
As Callie leans down to place a trail of kisses down Arizona'a navel, Arizona moans as her breasts are being squeezed. Once Callie finished placing kisses on down her lover's torso, she moves to motorboat Arizona's breasts.
Arizona laughs as Callie is pleasuring her.
Suddenly, Callie starts sucking on one of her nipples.
"Callie..." Arizona moans pathetically.
"I fucking love your tits." Callie groans, burring her face in-between her lover's breasts one more time before she wedges a hand down beneath them and gets her hand up and underneath Arizona's dress that's still bunched up against her waist.
"Touch me." Arizona whines.
Callie's fingers slide across the outside of her underwear and she can feel how wet Arizona's center is.
"This is some boring ass shit!" Alex complained. "Just fuck already so I can eat."
"I need a nap." Maggie says.
"So fucking wet already, fuck, gonna fuck you so good." Callie moans, she pushes Arizona's underwear to the side enough to get her fingers underneath and on her.
"Finally!" Alex exclaims.
Arizona hisses at the cool sensation of Callie's fingers, but her thighs spread wider for Callie and Callie lets his fingers run over her wetness coating her own fingers in Arizona's slick. Her thumb brushes across
Arizona 's clit, causing Arizona 's thighs to quiver a bit and Callie bites along Arizona 's jaw as she pushes one finger inside of Arizona .
Arizona's breath hitches as she pushes back down on the digit, and Callie grins her own hips rutting against
Arizona 's thighs. It doesn't take long before Arizona is whining for Callie to add another finger so she does just that, she pushes in a second finger and Arizona's back arches at the feeling, moans rippling from her as Callie's thumb works over her lit.
"Yes. Yes!"
Arizona yells out as she is losing her mind.
"Who knew that she could be so loud?" Maggie asks.
"I know." George supplies.
"You do?" Maggie asks.
"He was married to Callie back in the day." Alex supplies as he looks at his watch.
"Really?" A shocked Maggie asks. "Tell me this is a joke."
"It came out of her own mouth." April confirms.
"Wow." Maggie says.
Callie keeps fucking
Arizona with her fingers for a tiny bit longer, before she's pulling them out and bringing her fingers up to her out sucking on them loudly as she locks eyes with Arizona .
"Fuck, so hot babe." Callie groans leaning up to kiss along Callie's collarbones. "You gonna fuck me with that big fat, dildo of yours?" Callie purrs causing Callie's eyes to roll back in her head before she nods.
Arizona gets up off ground, walks by her friends as she sheds her underwear before she gets Callie's pink dildo out of her cupboard. She knows for a fact that her lover has it up and high out of site, so Callie has a perfect view of Arizona 's back and ass as she reaches for the toy. When she finally has it she returns to the living room floor and she gently eases the dildo inside of herself. Thanking god she was so turned on already that it just slipped in and she didn't have to lube herself up.
"Now were getting somewhere." Alex says.
"Are…Is-Please tell me that this isn't turning you on!" April exclaims.
"Well, I am a guy, so…." Alex tells her.
"And to think, you were hungry." Maggie says.
At this point, Callie takes the dildo in her hand, and proceeds to thrust it into Arizona .
"Yes! Just like that!" Arizona writhes a few minutes later as Callie is working her magic on Arizona .
She yanks Callie's hair back hard, when she feels the cock plumber into her. Her thighs start to shake and she is so close to her orgasm, she can feel it in the pit of her stomach and she just needs something to push her over the edge.
"Harder! HARDER, GODDAMN IT! HARDER!" Arizona yells.
"You heard the woman!" Alex yells.
"Yeah! Harder!" George concurs loudly.
After months of doing this, it's become second nature to locate Arizona 's g-spot. She starts to toy with her lover's clit, thumbing over it and tugging it the way Arizona likes and she can feel her girlfriend's thighs tighten around her dildo. Callie works her toy even faster, and works her thumb harder over Arizona 's clit when she feels her lover's whole body start to quiver.
"Fuck!"
Arizona practically shouts as her orgasm washes over her.
"How was that?" Callie asks a few minutes later once
Arizona comes down from her high.
"BORING!" Maggie and April yell out.
"You got a cigarette?" Alex moans.
"I thought that you were hungry." Maggie states.
"Here." George says as he hands Alex a cigarette.
"You've gotta be kidding me!" April says. "Look, this certainly was something I've never seen before and it was definitely…..something."
"Thanks, Keps." Callie says.
"Can I go now?" April asks.
"Was it strange letting us watch you?" Maggie asks.
"Can you call me the next time you have sex?" George and Alex ask.
I am seriously going to get my revenge on those heifers.
All I have to say is this:
Girl meets girl
Girl loses girl
Girl gets cute girl back
Okay. So they never lost each other, but whatever.
Now, for the biggest fantasy fuck that I can't wait to have that I read somewhere.
"So April, what kind of person are you looking for?" Reed asks.
"I'm looking for someone who'll rub me slow, make me sing real high when they go down on me. Someone who's in shape and about my height."
"What about her?" Reed asks him, pointing to a random brunette.
"Nah, he seems like a vapid, shallow, bitch. How about him?" April points to a blonde chick.
"I don't see that working in your favor." Reed says.
April sighs gloomily.
"What about him?" She points to a spray-tanned skinned guy.
"Almost, but not quite." April tells her friend.
"Ooh! Then I can date him." She exclaims happily.
"Why don't we go catch a movie?" He suggests.
"As long as I get to pick."
"It's alright with me. Just make it a good one."
"Let's go see- oh my god! Is he real?! Reed asks.
"Is...who real?" April asks her.
"Him!" She points out. She points to a guy walking towards the movie theater.
April turns and looks at the guy. She's...star struck. "FUCK! He's goddamn fine!"
"Look at him! I wonder if he's single."
"Back off! I saw him first!" April warns her.
"Did not!"
"Did too!" April snaps.
"Fine. Let's make a deal."
"What kind of deal?"
"We go introduce ourselves to him and ask him what is the best movie that he can recommend, then we can join him. Then we ask him some...intimate questions. Deal?" She asks April, holding out her hand to shake April's hand.
"Deal, let's go." He says as they make their way to the window.
"Excuse me." April starts.
"Hello." The guys says.
"Sorry to bother you, but the rain kinda dampened our plans to go to the beach. Is there a movie that you recommend?" Reed says.
"Um, I heard that Easy A is good movie. I was actually going to go see it."
"Great. Thanks for the suggestion." April says. "Come on you nut, let's get two tickets and some popcorn." She says to Reed.
"No problem. Maybe I'll see you in there." The tall, mocha-colored skin, and handsome guy says.
"Why not join us?"
"I don't think I should-"
"As a way of thanking you for the suggestion? Please?" Reed says.
"Since you're pulling my leg, I'll do it."
"Excellent!" She says. "My name is Reed and this is my friend April."
"Nice to meet you both! My name is Jackson."
"Great. Now let me get the tickets." April says.
"So, I know we've just met and all, but what's a guy like yourself doing here at the theater all by yourself?" Reed asks.
"Well, ever since my dad died, I've been wandering around lately, trying to keep myself occupied."
"I'm sorry." They both tell him.
"It's hard, but I'm still pulling through."
"That's all that matters." Reed says, taking his hand in hers.
"Thanks." Jackson says, hoping he doesn't sound uncomfortable.
"Ooh! The movie is about to start." April says.
""Haven't you already heard? I am." Olive tells Todd.
Todd simply watches Olive walk away from the crowd.
"Damn! This is one fucking good movie!" April laughs.
"I concur!" Jackson says.
"It certainly is something." Reed chuckles.
"I wonder what- oop." April says. She's just grabbed Jackson's fingers instead of the popcorn that they are currently sharing.
"Sorry about that." Jackson blushes.
"No, I should be the one that's sorry." April says.
"No, I should've been-"
"Just eat the popcorn guys. No one is judging you at all." Reed says.
"She's right." Jackson says.
"She sure is." April says.
"So how big is your unit, Jackson?" Reed asks.
"Reed! You can't just ask him that question!" April blushes.
"If you really want to know, then I'll let you judge for yourself." Jackson says as he unzips his pants and pills down his boxers.
"Whoa!" April says in a slow manner.
"That is impressive."
"Do you want to feel it, April?"
"What?" April blushes hard, knowing damn well that she wants to touch him..
"I want you to feel it." Jackson repeats gently as he guides April's hand onto his dick.
'Fuck, I lost!' Reed thinks to herself.
"Are you sure?"
"Yup. It won't break, so touch it." Jackson tells her.
"April, please don't tell me that you're actually going to so this. We need to be back by curfew. I don't want to end up in jail." Reed says, but April is too busy roaming her hands all over Jackson's upper body.
"April!" Reed says as April passionately kisses Jackson for a few moments. Jackson kisses her back, with total lust.
'I think I'm all better now.' Jackson thinks to himself.
"Can I suck it instead?" April asks.
"If you really want to." Jackson blushes.
"April, I don't-"
"The theater is practically empty. We'll survive something...kinky." She says as she slightly leans over to suck Jackson off.
A few minutes later, a married couple walks down the aisle.
"Way to go, girl!" A happily married woman cheers as they are making their way to the restroom.
"We saw nothing!" Her husband says giving them a thumbs up. "Get it y'all!"
April pulls away from Jackson and smiles at them before she resumes sucking Jackson off.
"Damn, you've done this before haven't you?" Reed asks April a few minutes into the blowjob. April simply smiles at her.
"You're such a whore, Kepner." Reed smirks at her best friend.
"Please, don't call her that." Jackson tells her with a pout on his face.
"Sorry, it's just...I've never seen April like this before."
"She's not entirely wrong you know." April admits a few moments later. "I have done this a couple times." She says as she stands up from his seat, pulling Jackson to his feet.
"Where are we going?" Jackson asks.
"The last row of the theater. I want you to fuck me." April says.
"Are you sure?" Jackson asks. 'Why am I asking such a stupid question?' He wonders.
"Positive."
"Let's go then." He says as they walk three rows back.
"Do you have any lube?" April asks.
"No. I didn't exactly plan to get laid tonight." Jackson admits, blushing.
"Shit."
"Well, I could use my spit!" Jackson exclaims quickly. April simply stares at him. "I um, I mean-"
"That'll do." April says as she bends over grabbing the backseat two rows ahead of her.
Jackson lathers his index finger with his saliva and fingers April.
"Oh yeah.." April moans.
"You like that?"
"I fucking love that." April says.
"I'm gonna record this shit," Reed says pulling out her phone. "So that I can show this off one day."
"Another one, Jakcie." April begs after a while.
"Your wish is my command." He says as April feels two fingers moving inside of her now.
April moans loudly.
"God, you have such long fingers." April states. "I love them."
"Damn, April. I didn't know you can be so...talkative during sex." Reed teases.
"Are you ready or do you need one more?" Jackson asks him sweetly.
"Just one more, babe." He begs, and Jackson inserts another finger inside of April.
"Oh yeah. Oh fuck!" April moans as Jackson is scissoring her opening, probing her for what's coming up.
"I'm ready." April groans after she's stretched out.
"Fuck, I didn't bring a condom. Do you have a condom?" Jackson asks.
"Nope."
"Me either. Fuck! Well, are you clean?"
"Very clean, babe. I just got my results today." April tells him, showing him her online medical records on his phone.
"Me too." Jackson says, doing the same. "Are you ready?"
"As I'll ever be." April says.
Jackson lines himself up with April's hole and enters inside of her. Both parties moan.
"Don't...move." April moans softly.
"I know." Jackson says. After a moment, April tells Jackson to move.
Slowly but surely, Jackson's dick is disappearing in April's pussy, and they are enjoying every moment of it.
"God, you're so fucking big, Jakcman. I love it!" April tells him as Jackson is thrusting into her.
"You love my dick, huh?"
"I-ahh..." April moans.
"Take my dick, babe."
"Oh yeah." April moans.
"You're mine, babe." Jackson moans in April's ear.
"Always and forever." April says before turning her head a little to kiss Jackson.
"Keep going, guys!" Reed cheers.
"I wanna ride you." April tells Jackson.
"You do?"
"Yeah. Get on your back." April demands and Jackson complies.
April takes off both her's and Jackson's pants and proceeds to lower herself on Jackson's dick. April starts to ride Jackson like there's no tomorrow.
"You're fucking beautiful." Jackson says as he's putting his hands on April's hips. "You're so tight, and it fucking feels good."
"I love you." April says bashfully, but honestly.
"I love you too, my love." Jackson responds genuinely as his heart grows three times bigger.
They fuck for a few minutes until April moans all over Jackson's shirt.
April can somewhat sense that Jackson is almost done.
"Cum in my mouth, babe."
"Are you sure?"
"Please don't make me beg." April whines as he kneels down on his knees. "Cum in my mouth." She says helping Jackson up on his feet.
"Ok." Jackson says as he proceeds to jack off in April's face.
"Ooh, I'm gonna cum." Jackson moans.
"Yeah?" April says opening his mouth, ready for Jackson's release.
"Yeah, I'm-" And Jackson cums in April's mouth. April proceeds to swallow off of Jackson's cum making sure she's not missing a drop.
"God, you're out of this world." Jackson says as he comes down from his high.
"So were you." April says with a smile on her face.
"Dang, you two finished just in time because the movie just ended." Reed says as Olive is finishing up her online documentary. "I think we should go." April says.
"I think you're right. I don't want to worry my mom." Jackson says as they put their pants back on before exiting the theater.
"I had lots of fun tonight." Pete tells April.
"Me too." April responds as they leave the movie theaters.
"So..."
"So..." April responds.
"Do you um..."
"Do I what?" April wonders.
"Do you wanna hang out one day soon? Like tomorrow at a restaurant and a stroll somewhere and a late night kiss?" Jackson asks nervously.
"Like a date-date?" April sings.
"A date-date." Jackson confirms.
"How about tomorrow?" April asks him eagerly.
"Sure. What's your number?"
"I'll just meet you here at the same time, same movie because I've already passed curfew."
"Deal." Jackson says as he kisses April.
"Bye, Pete." April says, even though she doesn't want to leave Jackson.
"Till tomorrow, my love." Jackson says as he gives April a short passionate kiss. "Bye, Reed. It was nice meeting you."
"Likewise." Reed says as Jackson goes his separate way. "So..."
"He could be the one." April says dreamily as they walk back to April's house. "Is it crazy that I'm madly in love with him, even though we just met less than two hours ago?"
"Possibly." She smiles. "Now, I wonder how much money I can get off of this video." She teases.
"Reed!" April whines, unbeknownst to her, Jackson was singing love songs to himself.
Jackson finally found "the one."
Now that last one, man that one turned me on. The crazy part? It was a sweet, sweet fantasy that seemed so, so, real. I really hope that I can achieve that. Plus, the man in my dream looked like a man I met before. He looked like a Jackson. He acted like a Jackson. So he has to be a Jackson. He has to be. Enough of this fantasy. The point that I was trying to make is very simple when it comes to love and being yourself, and here it is:
Free to be who you really are
One rule
No rules
One love
Free xone
Love your sister
Love your brother
Love yourself
Remember
One rule
No rules
One love
Free xone
PS: Don't forget to use protection kids.