Zach
The game didn’t go as planned. We were so damn close to winning, but at the end they ran it in for a touchdown that knocked us out of the running for State. It’s okay though. I don’t think I needed it to feel complete.
I had my years playing football. And they were fun, but I have a hell of a lot more on my mind than football and it’s not like I was going to college for it. No. I need to find a way to get my sisters out of that house.
But tonight, Adam isn’t letting me wallow in any of that.
My mom and asshole stepdad are going out of town tonight, staying in a casino hotel and my sisters are safe with my grandmother. So tonight, it’s just me and Adam. And his plans.
I shudder thinking about what those plans could mean. I don’t really care what they are, I’m up for it. All of it.
“You ready?” Adam’s voice is full of so much promise and I nod standing up after tying my shoes. Most of the guys in the locker room are down about losing the game, but my mind is on Adam.
We skip the party, but I’m not sure where Adam is taking us until he turns down the familiar road and I smile. “We have the night to ourselves and we’re going to your house?”
I don’t really care where he takes us. If we’re staying at his place, that takes away some idea of the plan he had—because I don’t know how long we can fool around in his room without getting caught, but just hanging out with him is more than enough for me.
But he doesn’t pull up to his house that has the porch light on, like it usually does when any of the kids are away from home at night. I smile at that, but frown when he drives down another road, one I’m familiar with also.
“We’re sleeping on the concrete of your house?” No way that will be comfortable.
He chuckles at that as he pulls up to foundation of where his home will be built someday. “No. That would be fucking freezing and uncomfortable. Come on.” He parks his truck and hops out, grabbing a bag from the back of his truck.
I sigh, unsure, with my heart thumping in my chest wildly, but I follow him anyway. I see a small trailer that I haven’t seen before and stop as he walks up to the front of it. “What is this?”
He turns to me, “I bought it last week. Thought it would be good to have a place to go until I can finish the house.”
I stare at the rusty old camper that is likely from the 70s if I had to guess.
It’s an ugly ass green and has seen better days.
It’s not much but it’s not his bedroom with his parents right outside the door.
It’s close enough to his parents home that we can see it, but still pretty good distance away.
“Do your parents know about this?”
He nods and pulls the creaky door open. “They do. I told them I’ll be staying out here more and more so I can work on the house in my free time. I’m eighteen. This was always the plan, Zach.”
We walk in, he flicks on the light and I gotta tell you, I’m surprised anything works.
It smells old. Old has a smell and this is it, but it’s fairly clean and taken care of despite it’s age.
There’s a small bathroom, that I worry neither of us will actually fit in, a sink and a stove.
There’s also a table with two booth like seats that I know from seeing campers like this will fold down into a bed.
But I spot in the back of the trailer an actual bed and a slow grin falls over my face.
“Easy. We have time.” He says, coming up behind me. We barely fit in here, but my eyes are still stuck on the bed. This will be the most privacy and alone time we’ve had and I’m here for it. “Here let me get it warmer.”
I see a space heater he has set up in the middle of the floor and watch as he plugs it in. I’m hit with that new smell too, but it doesn’t matter. This is perfect. He flicks the lock on the door and places the bag he brought on the bed.
I’m nervous and when he stands by the bed and doesn’t move I realize he is too. “You okay?”
He turns to look at me, his eyes bright and full of promise. “Yeah. I’m okay. Are you?”
I nod my head and walk closer to him, “I’m here with you. I’m more than okay.” I put my hands on his hips and breathe him in.
“You disappointed about the game?”
I shake my head and answer him honestly. “Kind of glad we aren’t going to state and practice is done now. Until basketball.”
He grins at that and sighs softly. “Yeah, but I liked practice. More time together.”
“We’ll have plenty. Maybe I can bring the girls over more after school.”
He smiles at that, and his hand brushes my cheek. I lean into his touch the way I always do. “Yeah. Maybe.”
“Hey, Adam?”
“Yeah?” He asks as he looks so deep into my eyes.
“Kiss me.”
And he does. He doesn’t hesitate at all and it’s perfect as his lips fuse to mine and his fingers go into my hair, gripping just tight enough. I love kissing him so damn much. How did I go so long without this?
Even when I started to realize how attracted I was to him, I never thought we’d be here and yet here we are. Kissing. In a camper just outside of where he’s laying the foundation for his future.
A future apparently he had always planned to share with me. “I wanna see you. All of you.” He breathes against my lips and hell yes.
I quickly strip out of my coat and shirt, Adam chuckling the entire time when my shirt gets caught on my head, but I don’t care. We finally have a chance to be naked together and I can touch him.
“You too. God I need to see you too.” I barely manage as I pop the button on my jeans after tossing my shirt.
He’s still smiling wide, but he listens and pulls his coat off and then his shirt. He’s going a hell of a lot slower than I am. I kick off my shoes and pull of my socks before I push my jeans and my boxer briefs down, kicking them away and leaving me totally bare ass naked in front of him.
He still has his entire bottom half to go.
“Adam.” I whine and he laughs, but his gaze is heated as he drags his eyes over every inch of my naked body, and okay. This is okay too.
A full tremor goes through me but I don’t hide from him. I stand there and I let him look. My cock is hard as hell, pointing straight up and leaking but I don’t dare move. He wants to look at me.
Adam Bates, my best friend, wants to look, I’m going to let him look.
I startle slightly when he reaches out and drags his big hand over my abs, the jolt of him touching me sending my brain offline. He drops his hand, “Sorry.”
“No.” I take his hand and place it back on my stomach, “Touch me.”
He smiles sweetly at that, almost shyly as he drags his fingers over every ridge of muscle. My stomach flexes with each movement but the rest of my body is still. He moves over my ribs and up to my pecs, his rough fingers hardening my nipples when they drag over them.
Over the hair between my pecs and back down again, following the light trail of hair from my belly button to my pubes.
“You’re so damn beautiful.”
I gasp at his admission and nearly lose my mind when he drops to his knees in front of me. “Adam.” I barely choke out because holy shit his face is right in front of my aching dick.
“Let me?”He looks up at me with those big blue eyes, asking permission. As if I was going to ever tell him no. I thought I’d be the first one to taste him—I wanted to, but I won’t deny him.
I won’t question him.
Adam knows what he wants and if he wants this I’m all in. “Yes. Please.” I gasp as he leans forward and breathes me in.
My cock jerks at his action and desperately wants to be inside the warm heat of his mouth. But no way I’m rushing this. My fingers slide through his soft hair as he kisses my inner thigh, his hands sliding up the back of my thighs.
He brings one hand forward, grasping my base and making me cry out with desperate need, but still I keep still.
I don’t thrust forward like I want to. I let his tongue tease the tip of my cock, run through my slit and gather what has to be a lot of pre-cum onto it.
His deep moan sends a shockwave through me, but I manage not to push my hips forward.
“Adam. You’re killing me.”
He chuckles as he sucks the head of my dick into his mouth, still teasing me with that tongue, swirling it around the head before he sucks on me.
“Oh. Fuck.” I hold onto his strong shoulders, my knees threatening to buckle.
He slides down a little further, his hand still on my base before he pops off my dick and looks up at me, “You taste so damn good.”
I groan at that. “Holy fuck. Adam I’m going to come just looking at you like this.”
He smiles shyly again, “So I’m doing okay then?”
I hate that he sounds so unsure and I run my hand over his cheek, letting my thumb brush over his bottom lip. “You’re perfect.”
“I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.”
“It feels so good, Adam. You can’t do anything wrong.”
He grins at that and then before I can say anything more he’s taking my cock back into his mouth, meeting where his hand is still wrapped around me and oh holy fuck.
“Adam, it’s so good. So hot. So tight. So wet.” Oh fuck, my hips thrust forward slightly but thankfully his hand stops it from going to far and chocking him. “Adam. Shit. I’m going to come. You need to….”
But he seems to only double his efforts and then before I know it I’m spilling into the wet cavern of his mouth. He swallows but there’s a lot, dribbling out of his mouth and over my dick and balls, but he continues to lick me clean like he can’t get enough.
When I’m too sensitive I push gently on his shoulders and he stands up, stealing my mouth again letting me taste myself on him.
My cock is already starting to rally again, wanting more of him. “Jesus. How could you think you would be anything less than perfect?”
He smiles sheepishly at that but I don’t waste any more time dropping to my knees too. “My turn.”
He doesn’t fight me either. We both know we are exactly where we need to be. I pull his shoes and socks off, his hands on my bare shoulders to keep from falling over and then I undo his jeans and pull them off with his tight black briefs.
His cock is free and as badly as I want to take my time and savor him, I need this too badly and I lean in, tasting his pre-cum with a deep moan.
“Oh shit you taste so damn good too.”
He groans, his fingers threading through my hair as I take as much of him as I can into my mouth. He’s fucking big and long and it’s a struggle but one I’m ready to tackle.
The way his fingers are flexing in my hair and his loud, uncontrolled panting is telling me, I’m doing just fine even if it’s sloppy and unskilled.
“Zach. I’m close.” He pants and I smile around the mouth full of cock.
I don’t pull off, I’m desperate to taste him. When I reach up and roll his full, heavy balls in my hand, it’s all over and he’s coming down my throat with a harsh cry that’s so damn beautiful I hope I know I’ll hear it replaying in my head over and over for years to come.
I try my best to swallow it all and lick him clean before he pulls me up to him and he kisses me hard, walking us over to the bed and pulling what smell like very clean sheets and comforter over our sated, sweaty bodies.
He wraps his arms around me and cuddles me close.
“Tonight was perfect.” I mumble before my eyes drift closed.
Tonight was everything.