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and Misty McLean. Icianas chapters are in Pink, and Mistys chapters are in Blue. Enjoy!||*|| "What do you think caused him to leave?" Rhys asked, swallowing a bite of his hotdog. "He said he didn't feel well," Chris shrugged. "You can't tell me you honestly believed that bunch of bull," Rhys stated, rolling his eyes. "Bull? You think he was faking?" "No Shirlock, he was confessing his undying love for Jennifer Lopez. YES CHRIS, he was faking. How could you not notice it?! He's your best friend & I notice it?! Geezus Chris!" "Sorry for being to busy trying to get him to stay for the babe scopin'!" "Chris, he's your best friend. Maybe you should pay more attention to his expressions," Rhys sighed. "Geez... Okay mom." Rhys shook his head. "I'm gonna go check on the guy. Catch you later Chris." Chris watched as Rhys walked off to his car, got in, & drove off in the direction of JC's house. ********************* JC sighed. He was no longer crying, but his eyes & head hurt like motherfuckers. To top all, his fucking nose wouldn't stop running! -"Goddamn nose!"- he yelled in his mind. He sniffled & rolled over in his bed, trying to will himself to sleep. He heard persistant knocking a few moments later & groaned softly. "Go away... Just go away, no one's home..." *********************** Downstairs, Rhys was getting impatient. He rang the doorbell & knocked harder. "JC! get your ass down here & answer the door!" he yelled, banging on the door. He tapped his foot, pausing a moment from knocking. Slowly the door opened & JC poked his head out. "What do you want Rhys?" he asked, blinking to moisten his eyes. "Why'd you leave?" "I wasn't feeling well & I'm still feeling sick. You should leave so you don't catch whatever it is I have," JC lied & began shutting the door, but Rhys put his foot out, stopping the door. "Rhys-" "JC, cut the crap & tell me what's going on," Rhys sighed, frowning. -"I wish I knew,"- JC thought to himself. "Rhys, nothing is going on, alright?" JC sighed. "Jace, you're lying to me...why?" "Because, even I don't know what's going on, okay?" Rhys frowned, looking down to the ground a moment, before looking back up to JC. "Can I come in?" JC bit his lip thoughtfully before he nodded & stepped behind the door, opening it further. Rhys walked in & JC shut the door behind him. "So...why'd you wanna come in?" JC asked, taking a seat on the couch. "Well, you said you don't know what's going on, right?" JC nodded. "So?" "So, when I can't figure out what's going on with me, I call the massage parlor & make an appointment for that day," Rhys smiled, his eyes lit up with rememberance of his last massage. "A good massage takes care of me." "What's that got to do with you coming in?" JC asked, completely confused as to what Rhys' point was. "I'm going to give you a massage," Rhys smiled in mock pride. "Says who?" Although the thought of Rhys' hands rubbing his body sent chill after chill through JC's spine, he didn't want it to seem too obvious he wanted it. "Oh c'mon JC. Don't be stubborn," Rhys sighed, his voice host to what sounded like a slight warning. JC sighed. "Fine." "Good. Now march your ass up to your room & strip. THEN wrap a towel around your waist. Yell when you are ready." JC bit his lip & walked upstairs to his room & undressed, walking into the bathroom adjacent to his room & grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. "I'M READY!" he hollered, feeling a little uncomfortable at the thought of Rhys seeing him this close to being naked. Although, considering the night of the pizza guy, he couldn't imagine why he was feeling this shy. Downstairs, Rhys heard JC holler & got up from the couch, walking up the stairs. When he got to JC's room, he slowly opened the door & walked in. "You comfy enough Jace?" he asked. "As comfy as I can get," Jc sighed, closing his eyes. "Um... Josh?" "Yeah Rhys?" "To get a good angle I'm going to have to straddle either your butt or upper thighs." "Huh?" "Well if I don't, then a rub from the angle I'm looking at, is going to feel more like torture than pleasure." "Um..." JC was slightly aroused now by the thought of Rhys body straddling his own. Let alone the thought of Rhys' crotch pressed against his butt. A shiver ran down his spine as other dirty, naughty, forbidden thoughts filled his head. "Just use whichever position you think best," he softly spoke. "I really don't care right now." Rhys hadn't heard a word JC had just said. He was too busy staring at his friend's body. Suddenly, JC looked at Rhys. "Rhys will you come over here & fuck me? Fuck me good?" JC asked, lust shadowing his eyes. "Huh?" Rhys asked, confused & unable to believe his ears. "I said, are you going to do this or not?" "Oh. Um...yea." Rhys shook his head & stood by the bed. "Which part did you say to straddle?" "Whichever you think best. Doesn't matter." "Alright." Hesitantly, Rhys kneeled on the bed then carefully straddled JC's butt, feeling a tingling sensation go through his cock. He leaned down & began rubbing JC's shoudlers, rubbing his hands in slow, wide motions, eliciting a soft, deep moan from JC. "Do you like that?" Rhys asked. "Oh yea. It feels good," JC moaned. JC could feel himself getting a little more aroused. As Rhys moved lower he moaned again. "You know just how to work your hands." "Thank you," Rhys whispered, slowly licking his lips. He was getting turned on by JC's moans. Hopefully JC hadn't noticed, but unfortunately, he had. The feeling of a hard cock, though through clothing, was arousing JC further, making his own cock swell to a painful size. He had to retain a whimper to hide the pain he was slowly eduring as it increased. "You're so tense JC," Rhys murmured as he moved lower, applying more pressure. "I have no idea why," JC replied, lying through his teeth. Rhys could sense something was wrong with JC so he stopped & got off of JC, laying next to him. "What's wrong? Was I hurting you?" The last thing he wanted was to be the cause of any pain to JC. "No, no. You weren't hurting me. Not at all. I just..." JC sighed, rolling onto his side, unaware that a fold of the towel had fallen to the side, exposing his hardened cock to Rhys' vision. "Are you sure?" Rhys asked, his periferal vision helping him stare at JC's cock without him knowing. He could see now for himself why the pizza guy couldn't take his eyes away from his cock. JC was definately well-endowed. "Yea." "So, did the massage help you any?" "It kind of di-" JC's words were cut off by Rhys' lips crashing against his own. He didn't know what to do, or expect if he didn't react, so he did what came natural...he kissed back, closing his eyes. As their kiss deepened, JC felt Rhys' hand slowly wrap around his hard cock, causing him to moan into the kiss. He moaned again as Rhys began pumping his hand slowly on his cock. His eyes rolled back into his head as the pleasure increased, bringing him closer to the release that was building up in his balls. "You like that Josh?" Rhys asked, breaking the kiss. JC nodded, licking his lips. "You want me to continue Jace?" Jc nodded again, his release coming closer. Rhys felt JC's cock twitch in his hand & grinned. "Are you close to cumming?" JC whimpered slightly in response. Suddenly Rhys' hand disappeared from his cock, bringing a whimper from him. Then a warmth & wetness surrounded JC's cock, followed by a great suction. No longer able to hold back in his release or handle the pleasure, JC loudly moaned, gripping Rhys' hair as he released down Rhys' throat. Rhys swallowed all JC gave & crawled up to be eye to eye with JC. He licked his lips & grinned. "Yummy." |
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