Date: Wed, 3 Sep 2008 21:41:25 -0500 From: Allan Cedar <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: High School: The Ski Trip chapter 2 Sorry for the delay, guys. Juggling a lot at the same time, and I wasn't quite sure how to write this next segment up. Hopefully you'll like it! Disclaimer: I'm assuming you clicked on this story because you already read the last one, and therefore don't need to read this again or mentally click "I agree". But in the off-chance that you actually clicked on this without reading the previous chapter, then please note that this is a homosexual erotica story (surprise!) and contains themes of that nature. If this is not for you, then you must feel very silly because there were a LOT of warning signs prior to clicking on this story that should've told you exactly what this story was about! Also, just as an author note, the starting part of this chapter won't have much sex in it. I want to try and keep this story as realistic as feasible for something that, well, is pretty much word porn. So there is character development and stuff going on that you may or may not be interested in, in which case just skip through until the next day starts to see the next batch of fireworks fly. -------------------- "What the fuck was that?" The two of us froze, our minds frozen as those words hung in the air. I was screwed. So, so very screwed. Why the fuck did I have to moan so loudly? Why, of all things, did we have sex with our friends SURROUNDING us? While part of my mind kept berating me for all of the stupid things I had just done, the rest of me tried to salvage what little of myself remained. I pulled away from Carlos, wincing when I saw the simultaneous pain and fear in his eyes. Dammit, why did this have to happen? I looked for my clothes and dove the second my eyes glimpsed them, frantically trying to dress myself. I could hear someone else shift around and guessed it was Carlos, doing the same thing I was. Then I felt a hand touch the back of my leg. I jumped and spun around, looking straight down at a smirking Ryan. Julian was right next to him, stopping Carlos. "I knew it," Ryan grinned as he felt the cum that had splattered all over my chest after Carlos fed me. "I fucking knew it," he whispered, then they cast a quick glace over to where Jake was sleeping. His chest was still slowly rising and falling, the telltale rhythms of a sound sleep. They both stood, grabbed our hands and dragged us into the kitchen. I didn't even bother resisting, still beating myself up for being so stupid, but out of instinct I covered myself with my other free hand. I guess I still had my dignity. We all stood there for a moment, the twins staring at the two of us, both of us staring at the ground. Finally Ryan broke the silence with the last words I expected: "You know, you two look good together. Could've chosen a better spot to hit it off, though." I looked up at him, seeing identical coy smiles directed back at me and Carlos. Realizing we weren't in trouble, I started to calm down, though I really wished I had my clothes with me. It was weird standing there, our hands providing a with my friends staring at me. I mean, sure they were drop dead gorgeous-- I dropped that line of thought quickly as I started to feel something below react. I did NOT want to be hard now! Carlos finally spoke, his voice resigned. "So, you guys going to out us to everyone or what?" Both of the twins made confused faces, then Julian said, "why the hell would we do that?" just as Ryan said, "Dudes, we're your friends!" Both me and Carlos visibly relaxed, our worst fears gone. Julian then pointed at me. "But you keep doing that, and we won't need to, buddy." He grabbed a dishrag off the counter and tossed it at me. Without thinking, I reached out with both hands and grabbed it. The instant I did, the twins' eyes immediately went to my crotch. I blushed furiously, my inner monologue starting up again as my free hand resumed its part as a censor. I wiped my chest with the rag, the drying cum proving hard to get off. "Damn, Carlos, looks like you scored a big one," Ryan joked, his twin trying hard not to laugh. Carlos smiled, loosening up slightly. I, on the other hand, was mortified and just wanted to be anywhere except right there in the kitchen. "You guys are mean," I grimaced, and I shrugged past them and didn't even bother with the underwear as I climbed into my sleeping bag and threw the pillow over my head. No one bothered me for the rest of the night, but sleep didn't come until many hours later. The next day, I awoke to a sharp jab in my side. I pulled off my pillow and saw Jake standing over me, his coat hanging open. "Weather warmed up enough, so me and the others are goin' to go skiin'. You coming with?" I moaned and sat up, still tired from the lack of sleep. After last night, I didn't want to be anywhere near the twins. I shook my head and he walked away, probably expecting me to answer that anyway. I lay back and stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes until I heard the car pull away, then got out of my bag and stood up, quietly dressing myself. As I pulled up my pants I looked towards the kitchen and jumped when I saw Carlos standing there, watch me with a small smile. "God, Carlos, you freaking scared the hell out of me!" He laughed and walked over to me, giving me a small hug as I stood up. I melted instantly, my arms pulling him closer to me as I relished this new bond we shared. For that brief moment, I forgot all about the humiliation, the pain, the regret, everything that had ruined last night. As we held each other and swayed back and forth, I gave a soft sigh and closed my eyes. Everything was perfect. We gave each other a chaste kiss on the lips and then I walked over to the kitchen, my stomach demanding tribute. As I started throwing together my meal, I felt a pair of arms snake around me as Carlos hugged me, his head perched on my shoulder while my hands continued their work. I was almost surprised by it, so used I was to us being friends. Being so close to each other... it was everything I had dreamed, and so much better. He had already eaten, so he just sat across from me at the table and watched while I ate, his eyes filled with tenderness. Those lips, forming that slight smile, the way his hand would move back and forth on the table, as though he were stroking my hair, it made concentrating on my food damn near impossible. I felt like I was in a daze, as though everything was just a dream. Then I remembered what Jake said when I woke up and realized something. "So, you didn't come up here to go skiing either then?" Carlos grinned and shook his head. "Well, plans sort of changed after... last night." He hesitated for a second, but before I could pick up on it, he hastened. "I thought that you'd want some company. My company, to be exact," he grinned, with a subtle hint that I very easily picked up on. I had finished my food and started putting away the plate. For some reason; usually I never do chores, but my mind was distracted and didn't know any better. "Carlos... umm... did they..." He stood up and began shaking his head. "No no, it's okay, Chris. They promised they wouldn't tell anyone. Don't worry about it," he comforted as he hugged me again, this time sliding a hand underneath my shirt. "Just forget about them. It's you and me now." My hands eagerly returned his embrace, crawling under his revealing shirt, one massaging his chest while the other squeezed under his tight pants and held his firm ass. Carlos hissed and began kissing up my neck, his tongue lapping at my cream-colored skin. We frenched, our tongues dueling for dominance as our hips ground into each other, both of our members stiff and aching for release. I wanted this man. I wanted to feel every inch of him, to taste it, to glory in it. I yanked off his shirt and pulled his head closer, shoving my tongue into his mouth out of this primal fever. He reciprocated and broke the kiss as he moved down and began to suck and lap at my nipples. His teeth would pull and tease them, just enough to drive me crazy before he would pull away and service the other one. My cock was leaking bad, a profuse stream of precum running down my leg as I tilted my head back and moaned. His hands groped my ass, kneading the cheeks through the denim fabric of my jeans as he drove me wild with his ministrations. I couldn't stand the teasing, and that feeling of hunger surged in me again. Suddenly, I had an idea. Grinning devilishly, I pushed Carlos to the ground and frenched him as my hands began unbuttoning his jeans. He moaned, his hips rocking into my hands, the precum stain already starting to saturate the fabric and make my hands slip. As soon as I had them unfastened, I pulled down his jeans to see his rod standing straight out, forming a huge tent in his boxers. It took every ounce of strength I had not to pounce on it right away; I was too hard to leave my own alone, and I didn't want to jack off. He looked at me with an almost desperate plea in his eyes, moaning slightly and humping the air. It was so cute and inviting that I nearly forgot about what I wanted to do, but I pulled myself together and began unfastening my own pants. At first he looked confused, but once I shucked them, and my underwear, and laid down next to him with my head next to his crotch, he understood immediately. Both of us went down on each other's cocks immediately. His stiff, aching cock felt wider than before, and as my tongue ran along his mushroom head I could taste the sweet precum that I craved. His tongue was making circles around my head that were driving me insane; my hips began to buck into his mouth, causing him to gag a little. As I swallowed his cock and tasted his flesh, he began to hump into my mouth. I moved my hand and started fondling his ass while he face-fucked me, his large seven inches forcing its way in until I was up to his pubes. I fucked his face harder as I got closer and closer to the edge, wild with lust and sensations that are beyond description. I shoved one of my fingers into his hole, causing him to moan so loud I could feel my cock vibrate. The combined sensations brought us both to the edge at the same time, and in moments we filled each others' mouths with our seed, his delicious sweet cum filling my mouth as he slammed home. There was so much cum that neither of us were able to swallow all of it fast enough. Exhausted, I pulled off of his cock and took a deep breath. I noticed the cum trailing from his mouth and almost instinctively moved to his face and lapped it off. I never noticed how salty my cum was before, or maybe I was tasting the sweat that dripped from his brow. He moaned and closed his eyes while he licked off the remaining cum on my face, then wrapped his hands around my head and gently pulled me in for a kiss. As our tongues did a slow dance around each other, our combined cum moving from one mouth to the next, I could hear a buzzing sound nearby. I pretended to ignore it, but Carlos pushed me away, went to his jeans and pulled out his cellphone. "It's the twins," he said. "They're on their way back; the resort's closed because of the snow." What initially was disappointment turned into agony. Closed? They were supposed to have at least a few more hours together! "Fuck." The frustration was more than obvious in my voice. I pushed myself off the floor and gathered my clothes. "Why would a ski resort close down because of snow? They're just messing with us." Carlos sighed and stopped my hands with his, looking into my eyes with undistilled empathy. "I'm sorry, bonito," he whispered into my ear as he kissed my neck. "At least they gave us a heads-up, though, right? Maybe the twins can distract Jake while we have fun." He had apparently forgiven the twins last night. I sighed and walked over to the couch, staring outside. I hadn't realized how much snow had fallen last night; it was nearly up to the window. I realized then why a ski resort would close down due to snow; with that much fallen, the roads themselves must've been a mess. It surprised me they even left in the first place! I felt Carlos sit down next to me and almost instinctively cuddled until I remembered that our friends would be back soon, or more specifically, Jake. Jake didn't know that either of us were gay, and considering how sarcastic he usually was, I wasn't feeling all too gung-ho about revealing our fledgling relationship to him. Even with the twins' support, I just couldn't imagine it ending well. I flipped on the TV and we watched it for god knows how long until they finally returned. Ryan shouted a chattered "Hey guys" as he stumbled into the cabin, his twin brother right behind him with Jake pushing him in. They looked frozen solid and covered with snow, almost as though they had gone skiing anyway. "What happened, did you guys get into a snowball fight with the resort owners or something?" I smirked. "Nah, just with each other," Julian said. "We won!" Ryan exclaimed, followed by a very indignant "Well duh, you two teamed up on me!" from Jake. Of course, his complaint fell on deaf ears, the twins laughing away as they shucked their winter gear and joined us in the living room. Carlos got up and got the fireplace going for them, which the three almost instantly crowded around as they eagerly warmed their frozen parts. Despite Carlos' assurances, we didn't get any other opportunities together, although I did see the twins try to challenge Jake to game marathons and stuff. Unfortunately, Jake liked having me in the marathons because I was easy to beat. That night, we both waited in our sleeping bags until we could see Jake fall to sleep. The second his chest started to rise and fall in that predictable pattern, I jumped out of my sleeping bag and nestled myself into Carlos' already open and waiting bag. His arms quickly surrounded me as our lips met, our tongues doing that dance that I had become oh so good at. But in the back of my mind I could feel both of the twins watching us, listening to us, and even though we both wanted to fuck each others' brains out, I just couldn't. Carlos understood, even though he looked a little sad. I kissed him and promised that we would tomorrow night, twins be damned. That brought his smile back, and we cuddled together for a few hours before I returned to my own bag and drifted off to sleep. ---------- Well, that's it for this chapter! Sorry about the long beginning and lackluster ending. Hope the sex made up for it! (Admit it, you just skipped to the sex scene, you pervert. :-P) Anyway, for those who are hoping for the action one would expect in a story about a bunch of male teenagers stuck together in a little place out in the middle of nowhere, don't worry, it's coming up in the next chapter! As always, all feedback and comments are welcome. Write me at email@example.com and let me know what you think!