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The Continued Adventures of Timmy the Trojan VI
"If you don't stop soon, I'll shoot!" I breathed.
Cole's head bobbed in my lap! On stage, some poor person warbles an off-key tune. Po' thing, somebody, somewhere told them they had talent! They LIED!
I've been putting up with this shit for three days now. If it weren't for mine and Cole's little interludes, I don't think this show would ever get off the ground.
"I'm close!" My nuts are gettin' sore; this is the third time this afternoon! I grab Cole by the back of the head and shove my piece down his throat! The first convulsion hit! I felt the warm stuff surround me. He swirled his tongue around, taking as much as he could! The excess mingled with my bush. A coupla more bobs up and down and he pulled off. He rested his head on my belly.
It's good thing we're sittin' back as far as we were. Heaven knows the show he and I have been putting on! We finished just as our songbird did!
"Thanks!!! We'll be posting a list by the end of the week!" I yelled up to the stage. "NEXT!!!!"
I didn't pay to much attention, because Cole was still cleaning up the mess he just made! But, this noise filled our ears! Now, this wasn't the usual noise I'd become accustom to! No, this noise was indescribable! Cole STOPPED what he was doing and just to listen! His eye looked up and met mine! We both busted out in a huge grin! He sat up in his seat and looked at the stage. Standing there in a small group of five, were the stars of this production!
Without the use of a piano, these four voices created sounds NO man-made instrument could produce! Everyone in the theatre came to a stop! Soon everyone was snapping their fingers to the slow groove of the tune. I got up and walked to the stage to get a closer look at my stars!
I found and empty seat up front and watched! They mesmerized the crowd! Folks were coming in from the hallways to hear this miracle! I studied their moves. I watched their steps! I saw their faces, each one a work-of-art!
"What's up with you?" Cole asked as he pushed into the chair next to me.
"Listen to these guys! Their FANTASTIC!!!" I whispered back.
"Yea SO..." He slunked into the seat.
"You jealous?" I teased.
"Hell no!! " He shot back.
"Then just listen for a minute!" I ended.
The song was coming to its end. The whole theatre broke out in a thunderous applause! I ran up the steps to the stage floor. I grabbed each one gave them quick handshake!
"I'm speechless you guys!" Pulling them in closer! "I've got plans for you!" Cole pushes his way in beside me.
"I'm Cole, You guys are great!" He made his presents known to all!
"Why don't you give me your numbers and I'll set up a rehearsal time for you!"
"Cool. My name is John, I'll give you mine and I contact the rest!"
"Fine. I call you later tonight!"
"I'll be waiting!" with that, John waved and left with the others.
"TIMMY, PHONE!!" yelled my mother.
"I'll get it up here! Thanks! I called back.
I'd been sittin' up in my room since supper was over. Didn't have any homework, so I tried to find something on the tube to watch. Thank goodness for the interruption.
"Hellu!!" I hooted into the phone!
"Blow me stud!" I recognized Cole's voice.
"Sorry, can't already got my mouth full!" I joked.
"No doubt, Hoover!" He joked back.
"You don't complain, HO!" I shot at him.
"Haven't had to stud!" Trying to be all luvy-dovey.
"So what are ya up to?" I asked.
"You give what's-his-name a call about the show yet?"
"His name is John!" I corrected.
"Whatever!!"
"No, I haven't called him yet."
"Get on the stick man! This show has to be done SOON!"
"I got it handled, I was working on it before you called!" I lied! "In FACT, I was gettin' ready dial him up when my mom told me you were on the phone!" I really lied!
"Whatever!!! Just get it done!"
"Or what? You'll spank me!"
"NO, then NOTHING will get done!" he yelled thru the line.
"Shit-face!" I yelled back!
"LICK-ME!!" Then the line went dead!
Fuck -face, I hate when he hangs up on me! Well, better get this call done! Now, where is that number?
"Hi! Is John there?" I asked of the female that answered.
"Hello?" John answered.
"Hey guy, what's up?"
"Who's this?"
"Remember this afternoon?"
"Tim?" he asked. "Hey, I'm sorry my mind is shot tonight. Can't get over those auditions"
"You should be proud! You guys kicked ass! I haven't heard music like that in a long time!" I rambled. "Well, I called to set up some rehearsal time for you and the guys."
"Well we're available after school most any nights."
"Cool! I'd like to get you guys started a.s.a.p.! Y'all are gonna be the centerpiece for the show! I told him.
"Too COOL!" he shouted. "This is gonna be so cool!"
"You guys deserve it. You must work real hard, and it shows. I'd like to hear your story sometime."
"Story?" he quizzed.
"How you guys met up and started singing. I might work it into your act."
"How 'bout now?" John asked. "I was just gettin' ready to go see this new group down at the coffee house, if you'd like to join me?"
"Why not! I have been there in a while."
"Give me your address and I'll be by to pick you up."
"Cool!"
"This place doesn't change." John told me, after I mentioned, that it had be a long time since I'd been to the coffeehouse.
"Doesn't look like it." I said looking around. "There's a table!" The place is pretty busy, so we have to kinda push our way thru the folks. Actually, we lucked out a got one of the alcove tables! This place is so cool! It use to be an old print shop. All along the wall are these inset alcoves were they kept all the different print types in. There were any walls, just pillars for support. So, where ever you sat you pretty much had a good view of the whole room.
They had small, two and four people, tables set up. At the end of the room is this exposed brick wall, which serves as the back drop for the makeshift stage in the center. There were a few instruments set up for the show to come.
I don't know how they do it, but the atmosphere was very intimate. Probably, because there wasn't much light. But, they had candles of all shapes, sizes and colors burning every where! They played jazz over the sound system till the show starts. Everyone is in their own conversations. I wave hello to a few folks I know, and settle into the table. John pushes his way up to the bar and orders the coffees.
"So, what's the scoop on you guys?" I asked, when John settled into his seat.
"Not much to tell. We met in the school glee club. I liked the voices on these guys. After a few weeks, I asked them to join me at my house and see how we sounded together." He continued, "My Dad has a studio built in the basement and he agreed to make some tapes for us!"
"A studio? What does he do for a living?" I questioned.
"He's a banker, but he has a group that does weddings and stuff like that. So to supplement the take on his gigs, he makes tapes of the group in the basement to sell."
"I'd like to hear some of your tapes sometime! If you sound anything like this afternoon, I want to be president of your fan club!" I joked.
"I was hoping you'd say that!" Then he slid a tape across the table into my hands.
"Too cool, I'll listen to it before I go to bed tonight!" I was so engrossed in the conversation, I didn't pay much attention to the stage. The band for the evening struck up their first number. We sat back and listened.
These guys are good! They were playing a slow jazz number. Everyone's head is bobbin' to the groove. Couples snuggle close to each other. Some are even sittin' up on the stage.
John was tapping the rhythm on the table. The flicker from the candle on the table dances on his face. Damn! It's not really the first time I noticed how he looks, but the first time I notice how good he looks!
He's got these broad square shoulders. Not bulky mind you, just solid. His neck is kinda delicate, compared to the squareness of his jaw. Blue eyes looked out over firm cheekbones.
When the song ends, the room broke-out in applause and conversation. One of the guys from the band came up to the microphone and tried to speak.
"How's everyone this evening?!" The mike squeaked!
Everyone cringed and covered their ears!
"DUDES!!!!! That knocked some earwax loose!"
Laughter broke out!
"Anyway, anyway. I've got a surprise for you all! As you know we usually only do instrumentals. Only because, we've never found a voice good enough to do our music justice, till now! Ladies and gentlemen please welcome to the stage, my friend and "the voice", JOHN CAMPBELL!!
John jolted straight up in his chair! Hand clapping rumbled thru-out the room. I reached over and pushed him by the shoulder out of his seat. Walking thru the crowd, John excepted the handshakes from folks as he passed.
Just as he stepped up to the mike, the band struck-up the theme from "Titanic", "My Heart Will Go On." It was amazing! From the moment the first note left his lips, everyone and everything stopped! Even the staff held their place. I watched the way the folks responded. As the last note melted, a tear fell from his eye. The room stood still. Spontaneous applause broke out! Everyone rose. I, myself had to wipe the moisture from my orbs!
The ride to my house was kinda quiet. I tried to figure out what the problem was. I would of thought that he'd be on cloud nine, after the performance he put on this evening! Seemed like he's lost in his own thoughts.
We were about six blocks from my house when the fuckin' car gave out! We were able to push it to the side of the street. John popped the hood and started pulling at the wires to see if anything had come loose.
"Hey guy, why don't you just leave it here? I don't live that far we could walk. Then you can call you parents." I said
"If the answering machine is on I'll never get them to wake up!"
"That's cool to, you can just camp out at my place! Come on it's not that far!" We locked up the car and made the trek towards my house.
"Your awfully quiet tonight." I inquired.
"Just got a lot on my mind."
"The car'll be fine! Probably something stupid." I tried to reassure him.
"Fuck the car! Got something more pressing." He sounded kinda annoyed.
"Hey if I'm prying!"
"No, It's just real personal. It's been mess'n with my head for a while now." He dropped his head a little.
"Hey you wanna talk, spill it, promise it'll go no further!" I crossed my heart.
"Thanks, but not right now."
"That's cool. Look, see, it didn't take long to get here. Now, you make yourself right at home. My folks are on a business trip so we have free reign of the place." I opened the back door and we made our way to the kitchen.
"Hungry?" I asked.
"Yea kinda."
"Enough said, leave it to me. I'll rustle up some grub."
"Hey, where's the bathroom? Gotta go!" John grabbed his crotch and crossed his legs.
"Down the hall, second door on the left."
"Be back." he turned and scampered off.
I got busy trying to come up with some culinary feast. In fact, I got so busy I lost track of time. Next thing I know John is walking into the kitchen with nothing on but a towel!
"Hope you don't mind, the shower was calling my name!" He said, still wiping some water off his chest with a second towel.
I know my mouth dropped open at the sight!
"Got something I can put on?"
"Aaa.. Sure.." I stammered. "I don't wear pajamas, but my Dad's got some really big T-shirts."
"That's cool! I'll go finish drying off."
I found a shirt in the bottom drawer and brought it to the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar. I stepped up and pushed it open. He was standing with his right leg up on the counter drying off his foot. The curve of his spine drew my eyes straight to his ass! I swear I could see his hole!
"Here you go!" and I handed the shirt out to him.
I must of startled him. I've never seen someone jump that high!
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that!"
"That's okay!" he reached out and grabbed for the shirt.
Now, I'm sorry, but I just had to know! So, I snuck a look at the goods! Law'd have mercy! Nestled in a bush of chestnut hair was the prettiest dick! I know, dicks really aren't termed as pretty, but this thing was picture perfect! I didn't want to blow my cool, or my wad, so I exited the bathroom.
I was putting the finishing touches on the meal when John came back into the kitchen, draped in my Dad's shirt. He looked like a little kid caught in the rain.
"What's to eat, I'm starved!" he rubbed his belly and walked over to the counter where the food laid in waiting. "Holy shit! I didn't expect a buffet!"
In my best Southern Belle accent, "I'm only here to please sir!" I said.
"Well, Scarlet, a right fine meal you have prepared here. My deepest gratitude to the cook!" with that, John took a deep bow at the waist! Then he busted out in the biggest fit of laughter! I got caught up in it also!
"We can eat in my room." I nodded in the direction of my room.
We gather up the food and coupla beverages ant went down the hall to my room. I hope I didn't leave it a mess!
"Cool system!" Checking out my stereo.
"Thanks! Here put his in!" I pulled the tape he gave me earlier in the evening, out of my pocket. He snapped the tape into the slot and pressed play. As the music started to play, John closed his eyes and took in the sounds. He started to sway a little in the hips. His butt shifted from side to side. The muscles in his legs danced to the beat. I think he caught me staring when he turned around.
"This is one of the first songs I wrote!" he told me.
It was this slow jazzy, ballad mix. The other guys in the group were doing the backgrounds. I sat back and listened for a few minutes.
"You wrote this?" I asked. "Amazing!"
"Thanks." He whispered, then sat on the bed. He picked at the food in front of him while the song played on.
"No, I mean it, you really have talent." I continued. "You wanna make this a career?"
"Yea, I think. I have so much going on up in my head, and things are going so fast! Sometimes, I just want to go away!" John covered his face and fell back on the bed.
Seconds later, tears streamed down his cheeks.
"Dude, you okay?"
He shook his head yes, then it slowly turned into a no. His chest started heaving. More tears fell. John gathered himself up off the bed and hurried to the bathroom. I heard him finally give way and let the emotions go.
I didn't know what to do! It sounded like he was pretty tore up about something. Fuck-it, I went to see what I could do. He didn't lock the door, so I slowly opened it and found him sitting on the toilet. His face was still in his hands and the tears were filtering thru his fingers. I squatted down in front of him. I pulled his hands from his face. His lips were a little swollen and his eyes were puffy from all the tears. I swept his hair from his forehead.
"Hey dude! What's wrong?" I looked straight into his eyes.
"Dude, my parents are gettin' a divorce!" He dissolved into tears again.
I gathered him up and went back out into the room so that we could talk.
"They just told me before we went to the coffee house." John explained.
"Is that why the tears while you were singing?"
"Yea."
"Hey guy, I know this is gonna be tuff. You're strong enough to handle this." I tried to reassure him.
"I'm glad you think so, I got so much going on right now!" he rambled
"It'll make you all the stronger in the long run! Just don't let it overwhelm you. Take on one thing at a time and keep your focus!"
"I don't know dude!" He curled up on the bed and put his head on the pillow next to me. I leaned back and rested on the headboard. I could hear John sniffle into the pillow. I don't know why, but I started stroking the top of his head. I guess I felt a little motherly. Then he said something, but I wasn't sure of what I heard. I asked him to repeat it.
"Make love to me." Then he looked into my eyes.
"What?"
"Please make love to me. I've been told that you might be gay. That's something I've been wrestling with also." He sat up. "There is so much shit going thru my head! I just need to feel wanted." Then another tear slipped down his cheek.
My heart just broke. I took his face into my hands and brought his lips to mine. I could taste the saltiness his tears had left. He exhaled. I put my arms around him and drew him close. My tongue parted his lips. John opened them and let me in. Our tongue danced together in their wet little world.
All the while in my head, I keep tellin' myself that this was not happening. But, all my other senses are tellin' me another story! I reached down between his thighs and found that he didn't have any underwear on! His furry balls filled my hand. I gave them a playful squeeze! John's breath caught in his throat. His kiss deepened. I could feel his dick starting to rise! I dug below his nuts and felt for his moist hole! I gave it a coupla quick swirls before going back to his balls!
I broke the kiss and lifted the shirt from his back. Before his arms could go down, I grabbed one and buried my face in his pit! I could hear him whispering something under his breath!
My tongue twisted and twirled the hairs of his pit around. Once and awhile I would give him a playful bite on the skin. Then I nipped my way over to his nipple. I took it between my teeth and rolled the nub around! John's hand grabbed the back of my head and pressed my deeper into his chest.
I slowly push him back so that he rested on the bed. I tongued my way down the line of hair to his belly button.
How cute! He has in out-e! I roll it around with my lips! The tip of my tongue flicked at the top!
John spread his legs and I crawled between them. Instead of going straight for his dick, I kiss my way across his hip and down the side of his ass. His skin tastes so sweet! My teeth grabbed hold of some of his flesh!
His leg raised up and curled around my back. I took hold of his thigh and kissed my way up to his knee. I sucked at portions of the skin! John's head thrashed back-n-forth on the bed! I took my finger and found his hole. It's slick with his own secretions. I pushed in! His leg went ridged! I pulled out! I took hold of his dick and jacked it between my finger! The head was real slick. I gathered up some of his juice and slathered it on his hole! I pushed back in! It went in up to my knuckle!
"I gonna CUM!!!" John screamed!
His whole body stared to spasm! Spurt after spurt landed on his thigh and belly! I ripped at clothes. When the last drop hit his skin, I popped his cock in my mouth! His salty residue activated my tastebuds! Saliva flowed freely as I started to suck him off!
I eased his knees up to his chest, giving me access to his ass. I lapped my way from his balls to the tender area just underneath. This was just the welcoming mat. My lips pressed to his, asslips! My fingers spread his cheeks apart and my tongue pressed into his hole! John reached thru and grabbed the back of my head. He pressed my face deeper in. I pushed as much of my tongue in as I possible could! I felt his resistance giving away and he let me in!
Seemed like every muscle in his body gave up. He was now completely mine! I swirled in and out of his ass. Each time loosening him up more and more.
By now, his dick is slobbering precum, I reached up and gave it a tug! I fingered off some of the excess and brought it down to his hole! I gave the mixture a swirl around the opening! The extra cum made it all the more slippery! I pushed in!
John's legs tighten with the insertion, but quickly relaxed when it broke thru. He grabbed his knees and pulled! I added some more spit and began to finger fuck him. When he was ready I added one finger after another till they numbered three! His breath was coming in short pants! His head thrashed back-n-forth! Suddenly, he snatched me by my shoulders and pulled me up! His mouth enveloped mine! My tongue was practically sucked out by the root!
"Put it in!" he whispered in my mouth, took a breath, "Please!"
My dick was already lined-up! So I pushed! It slipped thru like butter! John clawed my ass! He held me there, savoring the feeling! He wiggled around making sure it was all the way in. When he was satisfied, I was released.
Now with the freedom of movement, I used it to its full advantage! I ground my dick deeply into his hole before I pulled out. Then plunged immediately back in! Out! Then in! My thighs began a constant slapping of John's butt.
"SCREW ME!" John shouted! "SCREW ME HARD!"
His eyes squinted with lust! His breathing forced saliva to run over his lip. He reached up, took hold of his toes and pulled! I fell forward and planted my lips on his! I rose up on my toes and began power fucking his ass
The sweat from my chest dripped onto his, forming pools in the ripples. Neither one of us could say a word, just grunts and groans! I just couldn't get in far enough! I squeezed my hand between John and myself and clamped onto his dick! His semen spewed from the tip! I took and used it to jack him off!
His ass clamped hard on me! The added friction busted my nut! I plunged in and filled him with all I had! The excess oozed out and matted my bush! I raised up and jacked John's dick till it burst! Sending seed, flying thru the air, landing on the wall behind! I watched it run down while I caught my breath. My soften dick slipped from him. I gathered John up in my arms and held him till we fell asleep.