The Sexual Adventures of Derek
by Des
Derek was a sweet, sensitive guy. Not only that but he was fucking hot. He had dark rich brown hair that girls envied, and deep velvet brown eyes, that always caught their eye. He was dark complectied, like he was always tan, and was tall and well built. As you could probably guess, he had no problem finding a suitable girlfriend in his small-town high school.
And when he went to college, it was hardly any different. In two fast years, he found himself with a nice apartment, a beautiful girlfriend, who was a year ahead of him in school, and a major he loved. The view was great, the sex was great, and the classes were great.
Derek should have felt like life was perfect, but he didn’t.
He felt like something was missing. Like there was an itch he just couldn’t scratch. He really cared deeply for his girlfriend, Amber, but knew that he was holding back from her because of this. It was driving him crazy. He had to do something about it, but he didn’t even know what "it" was. So, he sat around mulling it over a lot.
"Derek, sweetie, I have enough to give you a quick blow-job before I leave, if you want," Amber said, sensing his uneasiness. Her steel blue eyes flashed with concern. She was going to her mother’s latest wedding that weekend. Derek, ever the faithful boyfriend, had volunteered to accompany her, but she said that there was no need to waste money on a ticket to a marriage that would only last a few years.
"Thanks, Honey, but I know you’re going to be late," he looked up at her appreciatively from their comfy leather couch.
She smiled back, playfully, and started running around gathering belongings as she went. Her thick, waist length red hair swished over her smooth stretch-satin tank-top. Derek like the sexy way she dressed her shapely womanly form. His friends had tried to tell him that Amber was a slut when they started dating a year and a half ago, but she had never cheated on him, nor he on her.
"You should go to Kim’s party, honey," Amber said as she went to leave. She stepped by the couch and lightly kissed her man. "Will you go?" She asked as she stood up.
"Sure"(<== famous last words)
Later... At Kim’s Party....
Derek sat alone in a large, comfortable chair by a fireplace in Kim’s spare bedroom, sipping his rum and coke. He was buzzed, not drunk. He had just wanted to relax and think.
The door suddenly burst open. In walked a highly plastered Kim wrapped around a guy with semi-long blonde hair. Derek couldn’t help but be mesmerized by him. He was stunning. About average height, slender, and well-dressed. Although, the most noticeable thing about him were his eyes; cool ice-blue.
"He-hey.. Derrrrek, thish ish Jossssh. Hesh new. You should han gout," Kim stammered, detaching from the poor male. She then stumbled out of the room.
Josh watched her leave, grinning. "Kim’s a trip, eh?" The blonde offered his hand to the brunette, "I’m Josh Hardy."
"Derek Clark," he couldn’t help but blush at the other boy’s touch. He found himself staring at the blonde.
Josh smiled. "I’m a freshmen, how about you?"
"Junior. Are you 18?"
The younger boy nodded. There was an uncomfortable pause. "So do you wanna fuck or not?" He asked cocking his head.
"What!?!"
"Well, I’m attracted to you, and you’re obviously attracted to me, and this is a party, meant for fun, so......"
"I’m not gay!" Derek exclaimed, "And what makes you think I’m attracted to you?"
"Well.... There’s the staring.. And blushing... And nervousness at my touch.... Plus that hard on’s a pretty good tip off." He shrugged.
The older man looked down in between his legs. Perhaps I’m drunker than I thought. He stared in wonder.
"And anyway, I’m not gay either," Josh purred, "I like girls.... I just like guys, too."
Derek was speechless.
"Oh! I see, you’ve never done this before," the blonde leaned in close, "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything," he kissed the brunette deeply.
Derek put his left hand to his lips as Josh kissed his way down the right side of his neck. The younger boy’s hands went up a thin shirt, until he could lift the shirt off. He kissed his way down the taut chest, until he reached the edge of the evil restrictive pants. He unzipped the clothing to find, delighted, no underwear. He freed an impressive erection, and kissed the tip.
Josh then stood up and stripped in record time.
"Josh??"
"Shh.... Just relax." The light-haired man pulled the darker one to his feet, and slowly removed the remaining pants. He then turned his attention back to the hard tool before him. He took it into his mouth and began to suck hard. His hands kneaded the soft sack gently, driving his lover wild.
Derek tangled his hands in Josh’s hair. He’d gotten head before, but this was beyond belief. He writhed and swayed, unable to take pleasure this intense in his slightly drunken mind. "Josh!" He screeched.
The young blonde however, was enjoyed making his target wriggle like a fish. He took his time, going insanely slow, reveling in his complete control he exerted over the darker man. After an excruciatingly long time(at least as far as Derek was concerned) he reached an incredible peak and released in Josh’s mouth. The younger man stood up and kissed him square on the mouth, and he could taste his own favor on the opposing tongue.
"Ready for more?" Josh asked breathlessly. Derek nodded.
The blonde led the brunette to the big, plush bed. He then walked over to his pile of clothes and some how produced a pair of handcuffs, a bottle of body oil, a gag, and a condom. He walked back over to the bed and strapped the taller boy’s arms to the bedposts. "You’re going to love the trick I do, baby," he whispered seductively. He began to spread oil over a broad chest and then suddenly gagged Derek’s mouth.
"Can’t have you screaming so loud the neighbors can hear, can we, bitch?" The gagged one could only blink. Josh renewed his assault on Derek’s body. His tongue discovered all the nooks and crannies in between two strong legs, while his oily fingers played with a small tight opening. He stretched and explored until the darker man stopped squirming under the pressure. He spread oil over a waiting condom-cloaked cock and slowly entered Derek’s body. He then leaned over forward, impossibly far, and kissed the tip of a large dick. "I can self-suck, luver," said the impressively flexible boy, with a devilish grin.
Derek at first had to stop and comprehend the oddity of it all. The sensation of strapped to a bed and gagged, and being sucked and fucked all at once was entirely insane to him. His brain then connected with reality once more and the amazing pain and pleasure hit him full-force.
Josh had an uneven rhythm going, but no doubt what he was doing was hugely difficult, so it was no wonder. As he moved in and out and up and down it was obvious that he knew what he was doing, though. He pumped, faster and faster, each thrust more intense than the next, and sucked harder and harder, not giving any mercy to his brunette lover.
Derek shook and screamed with the waves of pure energy that rolled through him. If he hadn’t been gagged, he was sure the whole city would have heard him at this point. The excitement of the moment hit something in his brain, and he finally realized the truth. This was it. The hit, the fix, the something that he’d been missing. This feeling was the feeling he wanted, he needed, to feel complete. If was as if time stopped for a second, and the beautiful scene of psychical love around him froze.
But, just as suddenly, he came crashing back to the moment, and climaxed in a fit of unheard of passion. Josh followed suit.
The two sagged limply over each other, both wholly spent, sticky, and panting. Josh panted like a dog, through his mouth, while the still gagged Derek took rapid breathes through his nose. The blonde reached up, pulled the gag free, and kissed his partner tenderly.
"Josh......." Derek sighed.
"Hush. Sleep now," the smaller boy said, curling around the larger man.
"Josh," he said lovingly and kissed stringy blonde hair, then followed his lover in sleep.