24. Zachary
CHAPTER 24
ZACHARY
My arm was tired despite switching hands and my back was starting to get sore, but I was determined to give Teo exactly what he asked for. If his writhing torso was any indication, he had to be close.
“Pull my balls tight, Zach.”
I circled my thumb and index finger around his practically hairless sac and pulled down until I made contact with the blanket. The added pressure changed the angle of his dick, but it also pulled the skin taut. His head was almost a dark purple.
“More lube.”
This is what he’d been like for the last few minutes. A couple words here and there. He was lost in it and it only made me feel better for allowing him to feel this way. To escape for a minute.
“I’m close.”
His hips were lifting off the bed now. He was bucking up and down.
“Make me cum.”
I squeezed on the downstroke, letting my fingers tease the head on the way back up, and increased the pace. Sweat was dripping down my forehead, catching on my eyebrows, and dripping on his torso below. I was half-hard again just looking at his body.
He caught himself mid-scream and shoved his fist against his mouth to muffle the noise. With one giant thrust, he came.
After the first spurt shot onto his stomach, I kept the same pace, milking the rest out of him until he told me to stop. The last few spurts had dribbled over my fingers. Before I could wipe them anywhere, he grabbed my hand and cleaned himself off of me.
“Thank you,” he said.
“It was a pleasure to watch.”
His drunk smile proved what I already knew. He had been fully satisfied.
“We’ll have to work on your stamina,” he teased.
I gave his softening dick a playful slap. “You brat. I didn’t hear you complaining when I fed you my dicksauce earlier.”
“I was taught not to talk with my mouth full.”
I smiled at his awful joke, then asked. “You need to shower?”
“I could go either way.”
“Let’s shower,” I said, sliding off my bed. “I don’t want it to smell like the sauna at a gay gym in here.”
“How do you know what that smells like?” Teo asked.
I shoved him in front of me and took advantage of the view. “I can guess.”
As Teo turned the water on, he asked, “You’re not afraid of your parents hearing us showering at one in the morning?”
I laughed. “ Now you’re worried about being heard?”
“What?”
“You practically screamed when you jizzed all over yourself.”
After he tested the water with his hand, I joined him under the spray. My shower was an old-school tile deal with sliding frosted glass doors and plenty of room for two people.
“Was I really that loud?”
I shrugged as he soaped my chest. “It was hot.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.” He was whispering now .
I grabbed the soap from him and started massaging in between his butt cheeks.
My distraction worked. He forgot all about his question and his screaming. While I fingered the outer rim of his hole, he leaned against me, his forehead resting on my shoulder.
I flinched a little when one of his hands found my balls.
“Mmm. You know just how to manipulate my body.”
I wanted to say it was because I’d been studying it for years, but in my head that sounded creepy. I was certain out loud it would as well.
Instead, I said, “It’s a nice body,” then my fingers traced a path around his hip and into the line below his abs. The one that led straight to his cock.
He squeezed me against him. “Zach, I…”
I looked up at him, wondering why he was hesitating.
“Zach, I-I’m glad we’re boyfriends,” he said before wrapping me in his arms and pressing us together.
A part of me thought it didn’t seem like that’s what he wanted to say, but I was likely getting ahead of myself. After all, his parents didn’t know yet.
How could we really move forward without that?
A knock on the door woke me up. With my arm over him, Teo remained undisturbed, snuggled against my body.
“Zachary?” It was my mom.
“Yeah?”
“I left an early Christmas present out here for you and Teo. Why don’t you open it and then come downstairs? Dad’s making pancakes.”
“Okay.”
Teo mumbled in his sleep and wiggled his bare ass against me. I propped myself up with one elbow, pulled his hair behind his ear and then leaned down for a nibble.
“Mmm.” Teo turned, so he was flat on his back. His hand found my semi under the blanket. “Morning.”
“Would you like some pancakes?” I asked.
Teo’s eyes fluttered open. “Breakfast in bed sounds wonderful.”
“We have to go downstairs for the pancakes.”
“But that requires clothes. I don’t think I like clothes anymore.”
Sleepy Teo meant cutesy Teo.
“My mom also left us a present outside the door.”
“Really?!” He whipped back the covers and sprang out of my bed. Christmas was Teo’s favorite holiday and surprise gifts were his favorite part.
“But I didn’t get anything for your mom.” He turned to look at me, a small pout forming on his face though my gaze may have wandered elsewhere.
“I’m sure she’ll forgive you. You gave her son a boyfriend for Christmas.”
That seemed to assuage his lack-of-a-gift guilt. He made his way over to the door and cracked it open.
“I don’t think she’s waiting out there for us,” I said, watching him bend over as he grabbed whatever it was in the hallway.
He shut the door with a push of his foot. In his hands was a large box. “It’s not too heavy.” he said, giving it a little shake. “I wonder what it is.”
It was matching pajamas.
Under normal circumstances, it would be weird that she got us matching pajamas. But I was almost certain as soon as she had the time after finding out about me and Teo, she braved the teeming masses at the mall and bought them for us.
“We have to wear them.” I could tell he was excited .
“We do?”
“Well, we have to wear something and it was really nice of her to do this.” He grabbed my hand. “For us.”
“I thought you didn’t like clothes anymore.”
He slapped my bare chest. “That’s before your mom got us this really sweet gift. You can wear the medium and I’ll wear the large,” he said, handing me my set. “Come on! We don’t want the pancakes to get cold. And Merry Christmas Eve, by the way!”
I accepted his kiss and begrudgingly rolled out of bed to don my new pajamas.
Watching Teo slip one of my jockstraps on, knowing that would be underneath the pajamas, was a good way to start the morning.
“Oh, you both look so handsome!”
As much as I loved my mother, I didn’t think anyone could look handsome in reindeer pajamas. Especially ones that had a hood with felt antlers.
“They’re so comfy.”
But Teo loved them, of course, which made it easier to wear them. Plus, he was right. They were very comfy.
“Are the Millers having their annual Christmas Eve party tonight?” I asked my parents, hoping to divert attention away from the festive pajamas.
As expected, the answer was yes, and my parents, as well as Teo’s, were going. My mother filled us in on what she had made to bring for a dessert and my father mentioned something about nasty weather moving in this afternoon.
“A little snow isn’t going to stop us.” My mom took a sip of her coffee. “It’s tradition.”
“What do the two of you have planned for today?” my dad asked, flipping a fresh pancake onto each of our plates .
We both shrugged.
“Maybe you could go ice skating?” my mom suggested.
“On Christmas Eve? It’ll be slammed.”
“Not if you go before lunch.”
That was true, but it wouldn’t be as romantic in daylight.
“They take reservations,” Teo said, holding up his phone. “I booked us for six tonight. We can relax here all day and go out tonight.”
“Like a date?”
Teo nodded. “Yeah.”
“Aw, this is too precious. My poor little heart can’t take it.”
I was beginning to wonder if she’d be like this forever.
I was a terrible ice skater, which both my parents and Teo knew. But it was a good excuse to hold his hand, and he didn’t seem to have a problem with that.
“Show off!”
That is until he wanted to skate backwards or spin around like a goddamn Olympian or something.
“Just trying to impress my boyfriend,” he said, sliding to a stop next to me, in the way that kicked up the ice flakes.
I couldn’t do that. The only thing that stopped me was falling down or running into something.
“Your ass impresses me.”
“Does it?” He sped up, just enough to pull in front of me, and lifted up his jacket so I got an eyeful of the aforementioned impressive ass.
I had blown quite a few loads in the last few weeks imagining how tight it was. My desire to fuck him was practically constant – especially since he was wearing a lot less clothing around me lately. But things were going so well for us, I didn’t want to mess it up just because I wanted to fill his tight hole .
“It’s nice to see you so relaxed,” I said.
He skated back towards me and grabbed my hand again. “Well, parts of me anyway. I don’t know what I was thinking with these jeans. I should’ve just worn my sweatpants.”
I didn’t know how, but Teo forgot to bring any pants that weren’t of the sweat variety home for the break. He found a pair of jeans from high school in his closet, but his body had noticeably enlarged in several areas. If I was lucky, they’d split open and I wouldn't have to imagine the pink jockstrap underneath anymore.
“Don’t worry, you won’t be wearing them for much longer. Oh shit!” I reached out to grab Teo as I fell backwards, but all that did was pull him down with me. On top of me to be more specific.
“Let’s get some dinner and go back to my house.” His face was inches from mine. “You’re a menace out here. You okay, by the way?”
“Yeah.”
As Teo helped me up, I heard him say “Shit.”
“What?”
“I think my jeans just split.” His hands reached behind him. “It’s, uh, very cold back there all of a sudden.”
“All the more reason for us to get the fuck out of here.” I was done attempting to skate for now, and apparently I had special pants-tearing powers. “I want some crab rangoons and a flannel blanket.”
“Is it noticeable?” He turned around and bent over slightly.
“When you bend over like that, yes,” I answered, laughing. “Here.” I handed him my scarf. “For your bum.”
“Aww, and I don’t have anything to give you.”
“You can give me that ass,” I said, without a second thought.
Teo immediately looked at me, his eyes wide. “Really?”
“Forget I said that.” I struggled to get any purchase on the ice.
Teo easily caught up with me. “That’s highly unlikely.” After a few seconds, he wrapped an arm around my waist and helped me to the side of the rink. From there, I pulled myself along to the exit .
While we were taking our skates off, he whispered, “If I shoved a crab rangoon up my ass would that change your mind?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. The idea was absurd but I imagined what it would be like anyway.
He didn’t mention his ass for the rest of the ride home, despite it hanging out of his jeans. Instead, he belted out Christmas songs in an effort to get me to sing and the memory of my failed ice skating faded as the warmth from the Chinese food on my lap chased away the chill.
“I’m gonna change into sweats.” He pulled his pants down while taking the stairs, revealing his bare ass. “Do you want to change into any of my clothes?”
We were back at Teo’s house. His parents wouldn’t be back for a few hours. I planned to gorge myself on Chinese and make a cozy blanket pile in front of their fireplace.
“You can dress me if you like,” I answered, following him into his room, “though you’ll probably be taking it all off later.”
He pulled me against him and shoved his hand down the front of my jeans. “Not probably, Zach. I’ll definitely be taking it all off later. Mmm…you’re hard.”
“What do you expect?” I matched his stare. “I haven’t stopped thinking about your perfect ass since your pants split, and you certainly haven’t been hiding it.”
“Oh yeah?” He pulled away and in three seconds flat, kicked off his shoes, pulled his jockstrap and jeans off, and got on all fours on his bed. “This?”
His back was arched, pushing his ass up into the air. It was clear what he wanted, but I kind of wanted him to say it.
I didn’t have to wait long.
Teo groaned, then reached back to spread his cheeks farther apart, dropping his chest to the bed. “If you won’t fuck me, Zach, you can put your tongue to work instead.”
I stepped up and replaced Teo’s hands with my own, keeping his perfect pink little hole exposed. Leaning forward, I gave it a little kiss and blew on it gently. Teo shivered.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
The appreciation in his voice–with just a hint of desperation–pulled my face in between his cheeks. I wanted to make him feel good and my tongue devouring his hole could certainly do just that.
“That’s it. Stick your tongue inside me.”
I did my best, but I was certain I wasn’t making much headway. Though it didn’t seem to matter based on the amount of squirming and random noises Teo was making.
“Oh fuck, Zach.”