Crazy for Chad - Chapter 18 by Dennis Banneker
September 27, 2006 StoriesNew@Yahoo.com ___________________________
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CRAZY FOR CHAD
by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
Chad Allison, 17 Bernard Allison, 47
Michael Stentworth, 16 Alicia Stentworth, 39
Phil Haggerty, 17 Kyle McElroy, 15
FRIENDS MENTIONED ALONG THE WAY: Jake Howard Kevin Hendricks
(Chad, Michael, Phil, Kyle, Jake, and Kevin, all attend the same high school.) ________________________________
[Kyle, badly shaken from a recent break-up with Phil, agrees to let Chad and Michael pick him up and take him to Chad's room.
Chad, seeing signs of withdrawal in Kyle, talks with him about the breakup and his current feelings.
Michael, watching Chad and Kyle interact, feels proud of Chad for his sensitivity and social skills. Eventually, Michael is unpleasantly stunned when he sees Kyle's pants tented and what looks to be Kyle's desire for Chad.]
"If he came back to you and apologized--would you take him back?" Chad's eyes could have drilled a hole through Kyle.
"You--you're not going to say anything to Phil, are you?"
"No, no, Kyle." Chad said reassuringly. "I'm just thinkin Phil was--I mean he really liked you a lot."
Then I saw it. Kyle was boned--and the way he was looking at Chad!
'Oh, no,' I thought. 'This can't happen.' ______________________________________________
CHAPTER 18
Chad eventually saw Kyle's tented shorts and locked eyes with him. I was shocked when I saw Chad grin, but as usual, I grinned, too--his smiles were always contagious.
"You're a horny boy, just like Michael."
"Well," Kyle said, looking down at himself and blushing like mad, "I, um--haven't jacked off since Phil . . . . I just . . . can't seem to . . . I'm s-sorry."
For me, this was it--the crucial moment. It looked like Chad was ready to grab Kyle's tent and go for it. To make it worse, Kyle looked like he could eat Chad up. I was so tense, my insides were going to snap.
"I don't get it," Chad said, leaning away from Kyle. "What'd you do--forget?"
We all broke out laughing. Kyle howled. I was never so relieved and proud of Chad. His humor broke the tension and took away the sexual element.
Chad made a point of turning to look at me, and I smiled so hard, it hurt. He blew me a kiss that thrilled me so much, I felt a throb in my chest.
"Maybe I did forget," Kyle said, laughing.
Chad and I laughed with him.
I thought this was fun, but by that time, I felt it was getting too personal for Kyle and I blushed really bad, embarrassed for him.
"Uh, oh," Kyle said, looking at my face, trying not to laugh. This made Chad turn to me again.
"Ooo, my baby's blushin," he said with his beautiful signature I-love-you smile.
I knew Chad liked it when I blushed, but it was only then that I realized how Chad enjoyed that to the core.
"Well--I think we're embarrassing Kyle," I said.
Chad's expression changed completely. He raised his eyebrows, suddenly concerned. That was another thing that drove me crazy and made me love him that much more. He always stopped what he was doing if he thought I was feeling bad.
"No, it's okay. It's good for me to talk. Everyone's been telling me to talk and get it out."
"Oh--get it OUT?" I said with a big smirk on my face. Then I felt dumb for saying it.
After the laughing stopped, Chad came over and kissed me.
"Should I close my eyes?" Kyle said. You could tell he was having fun with this.
"Not yet," Chad said, sliding his fingers down my chest.
Then we both looked at Kyle. I knew he was still hurting over his breakup with Phil.
"You guys are great together."
"Thanks," I said. "It's okay to be jealous--just don't get your hopes up."
"So, would you go back to him? If he apologized?" Chad did not give up on this question.
"No. It's over. Phil isn't ready for a relationship. I'm not sure about it myself."
"You will be," Chad said, sitting next to Kyle. "Just relax."
"It's easy to relax here," Kyle said with a little grin directed at both of us. "I didn't really forget to jerk off. I . . . just . . . been having trouble getting hard."
"Oh, shit! Hey, buddy--that's not good for your testoculary glands . . . or whatever," Chad said, a little red in his cheeks.
Kyle and I restrained ourselves.
"Yeah, I know what you mean Chad. It's just . . . I felt like I wasn't a person anymore when . . . when it happened."
"Fuck! Hold on a minute," Chad said, looking angry.
"Okay," Kyle said in shocked surprise, fear maybe.
Again I was amazed, seeing another new quality in Chad--the way he was taking Kyle's problem to heart. His look turned to a warm grin as he came to me. He whispered in my ear, and I nodded, agreeing with him. He was worried that Kyle had trouble getting hard and hadn't come in so long. "Shit, if he can't get it up and shoot, maybe we'll take him to a doctor." I nodded again.
"Oh, no," Kyle said, "you're plotting against me."
"Hell, yeah. You're toast now, buddy," Chad said, trying to look serious as he approached Kyle.
"That's okay," Kyle said. "I feel so much better right now, you guys could do anything to me."
"Ooo, what an invitation!" I said, hoping to make a joke, getting totally embarrassed instead. Then it got quiet. Chad turned to me again, his eyes going right to my cheeks.
"Yeah, I figured," Chad said.
"Yup."
"Yup."
"It's like you guys have been lovers forever."
"About that invitation . . . " I said, looking at Kyle.
"Yeah, Kyle. Me and Michael were thinking." You could tell Chad was having a hard time with this. "It might be fun to play a game." Poor Chad blushed so hard, I took over.
Kyle looked scared.
I explained the game to Kyle. We would turn out all the lights, get naked, no sex allowed, and you had to grab a someone's leg or ankle, nothing above the knee, then figure out who you were touching. Legs were safe because we would keep our feet on the floor. That way, no one could grab the wrong thing.
"Sounds good to me," Kyle said.
The whole idea was for us to get him excited--for Kyle to bone up and jerk off in the dark, but I didn't tell him that part. Chad knew Kyle needed to loosen up and move on. Also, he worried that something bad might happen in Kyle's body if he didn't get some release, and he thought a little touching would do the trick for Kyle, without letting it get too intimate. I was liking this less and less by the minute, but shared Chad's concern. I wondered if Kyle's balls hurt, but wouldn't dare ask.
"Okay," Chad said, "when the lights go out we all get naked and sit in a different spot."
This end of the room was perfect for the game, with two couches facing each other.
It felt so weird in the dark. Chad grabbed me from behind before I could get my clothes off. He knew right where I was. I got hard hearing the sounds of guys undressing, knowing Chad was getting naked. I was getting into this. Then it got real quiet.
"Who goes first?" I said.
"Shit. You go first, Mikey."
"But now we all better move to a new spot," Kyle said.
"Right."
In the dark, I circled the two couches. It was fun hearing Chad and Kyle shuffling around. When it got quiet, I got on my knees and felt around the floor. Soon I took hold of an ankle.
"It's YOU, Chad," I said, grinning. I didn't think it would be that easy, but I knew what Chad felt like.
"Shit. How'd you know so fast, little guy?"
"I know every inch of your body," I said, suddenly glad no one could see my face in the dark. "Okay, Chad, it's your turn. I guess we all better move around again."
"Oh, yeah. This is my Mikey," Chad said, running his hand up my leg.
"Yeah, I figured you'd know." I was thrilled.
"Mmm, hey--what's this?" Chad said, trying to sound innocent.
"No fair touching that," I said. "It's against the rules."
"Okay, baby. I guess it's Kyle's turn."
It didn't take long.
"This is too easy," Kyle said. "It's Michael, I'm sure."
"Yeah!" I said.
"Shit. How'd you guess so quick?" Chad sounded surprised.
"YOUR leg would feel a lot bigger," Kyle said. "You guys are way different in size."
"Okay. This ain't workin--time out," Chad said. "Just hang in there, Kyle."
Chad whispered to me that the two of us should talk in the bathroom.
Problem was, we were both naked and had to find our way in the dark. We must have sounded funny to Kyle as we bumped into furniture--blurting a few Ows and Ooos, with Chad adding a few other expletives--I could hear him laughing.
"Fuckin obstacle course," Chad said under his breath.
It was good to finally have a light on, once Chad closed the bathroom door. I hugged him right away, burying my face in his big chest.
"Mmmm, you smell good," I said.
"You're makin me hard, Mikey."
"That's good," I said. "You're making me hard, too. Don't I smell good?"
"Yeah, you do."
"Mmmm, that's good."
"What do we do now?" Chad's eyes looked so soft. I think he was a little panicked.
"Well, you said the idea was that Kyle was hurting, and for him to get off, right?"
"Yeah."
"Why don't we just go for it?"
"GO for it?" Chad said, his eyes going wide. "You mean--suck him OFF?" Chad's voice was high with tension.
"Nope."
"JERK him off?"
"Nope." I could tell, Chad was getting agitated but wasn't arguing.
"Come on, Michael!"
"We just get him to lie down and lick his chest," I said real fast. "Then he'll get the idea, and jerk off."
"Shit. I gotta think about this plan," he said, calming down.
"You don't like it?" I wasn't sure why I said it, or if I liked the idea, myself.
"No, baby, it ain't that. But . . . in the dark, we might lick somethin besides his chest."
"Oh. Well--it can be with a little light."
Then it got quiet for a while. Chad was thinking. I took advantage of his distracted mood by playing with his ears, shoulders, nipples--none of which fazed him. When I got to his manhood, he seemed to wake up--and my little dick was so hard!
"Fuck--that should work. Okay, I like it, Mikey."
"Are you sure? I mean--I wouldn't want him to think we were having sex with him."
"As long as WE know we're not," Chad said, staring at his hands, the beautiful hands I loved. "He needs it bad . . . and we can help him. You ready to do it?" The way Chad said it, he had me convinced.
"Yeah, let's go for it." I could feel the heat in my face and the trembling in my chest. My boner quickly disappeared. I don't think he noticed any of this. I was glad to have Mike Junior soft again.
"Michael--I love you."
"Oh God, Chad," I said, my knees getting weak. "I love you so much."
His arms held me then, and I nestled my face in his chest, licking it, feeling his manhood rise against my body, the big tip tracing a slow path as if trying to find an entrance. I shivered.
"You're so hot, Mikey."
Mike Junior felt a big hand wrap around him.
"Oh!"
"I ain't gonna be the only one hard."
"But the lights are out."
"Don't matter. . . . Shit, how do you get pre-cum so fast?"
We were less noisy making our way back to the couches, but we knew Kyle could hear us. The dark bothered me.
"Hey, Kyle," Chad said, "get on your back on one of those couches."
"Huh? What are you guys up to?"
"Trust me, okay?" Chad said, his soft sexy voice was irresistible, I thought.
"Okay."
"We gotta find you, Kyle. Say something."
"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary over many a--"
"Okay, that's good. What the fuck was that?"
"A poem by Edgar Allan Poe."
"Oh, yeah. He wrote a lotta good stuff. Put your arms up so I can find em."
"Ah!" Kyle yelled. "You scared me."
"Okay, I found ya. You can have your arms back."
"Gee, thanks. What's going on? Why the mystery?"
"You'll see. It's nothing bad," I said. "Is it okay if I turn on a light--something dim from the other side of the room?"
"I--I guess."
"Kyle--if you're shy we can skip the light," I said, knowing how I would feel in Kyle's position. He was brave, I had to admit.
"No, it's okay. Besides, you'll see my sexy body and tell your friends."
"Oh, God!" I said, falling to the floor laughing.
"They say it pays to advertise," Kyle added.
We all roared in varying degrees of hysterics. But it was cool that Kyle maybe was thinking outside the box and wanting to try for a new relationship.
"I'll get the light, Mikey," Chad said, making his way to the nightstand on the other side of the room.
"Oh," Kyle said, looking up at me with a sexy grin as the light came on, "you're hard."
"Ooops. Sorry about that."
"Yeah, we're both boned," Chad said, looking a little embarrassed, but walking toward the couch with his bulky hardon leading the way.
"Don't look," I said.
"Yeah, right!" Kyle said, laughing to himself. "You guys could tie me up and rape me, and you're telling me not to look." When Kyle saw Chad, his eyes got so big. "He's huge!"
"We'll go easy on ya," Chad said. "Michael can break you in before I get your butt."
We all laughed. I was nervous, but it felt good to joke with someone this way.
Kyle's head was against the armrest of the couch. Chad and I got into position on the other side of the armrest.
"Close your eyes and start jackin," Chad said.
"What the fuck . . . . Ah!" Kyle shouted as Chad gave his chest the first lick. Poor kid still wasn't hard.
"Do as he says, or you will get worse torture," I said in my best fake German accent.
"Oh, fuck," Kyle said softly, taking in a sharp breath when I sucked his nipple. Kyle's dick was pretty big for being soft, and it looked like it was on the way up.
Chad joined in, and we both licked Kyle's chest and shoulders-- with me feeling very strange doing this to someone besides Chad. But at least it got Kyle's hand busy. He was boning up.
About halfway between Kyle's nipples, Chad kissed me.
"Slide down to his hips, then we can do his quads," he whispered.
"Quads?"
"Thighs."
"Ohhh," Kyle moaned as our tongues did their work.
Then it hit me that Kyle was only 15. I worried that maybe Chad and I scared him. He was jerking like mad, but it looked like he could use some encouragement.
"Go for it, stud," I said. I meant it, but was disheartened. His dick was bigger than mine.
"Yeah, Kyle. Fuck, you look hot, dude," Chad said.
"Yeah!" I said, hoping that would help, but getting a little jealous that Chad told Kyle he was hot. "What about me?" I whispered, staring at Chad when I said it.
"No one's as hot as you, helper boy. Just keep lickin."
In a second, Chad's mouth surrounded my dick.
"Oh, yeah, unnngh," I said above the loud slurping sounds Chad made as he sucked me.
"Oh, oh, fuck! Michael--is Chad sucking you?"
"Yeah."
"Geezz!" Kyle said, stroking faster. "That's hot!"
"Chad, slow down," I said, "I'm gonna--"
"Oooffff!" Kyle shouted as a giant jet of cum tried to hit the ceiling.
"Ah! CHAD!" I yelled, unloading my stuff in my lover's mouth.
"Mmm," he said as he gulped me down.
This was so good.
"Shit, you came good, Mikey."
"Look," I said.
"Fuck! He's still cummin!"
Kyle made little gurgling sounds as he moaned and yelled real loud and shot his guts out.
"Chad, that felt so good."
Chad gave me his victory grin while squeezing my dick.
"Grab a towel for him," he said, "I'll go turn the light out."
"Thanks," Kyle said, half crying, cleaning himself up, "that was great."
I turned around so I wouldn't look at his dick.
Then we were in darkness again. I heard a familiar sound but couldn't place it. Chad had brought a blanket and covered Kyle.
"Thanks," Kyle said. I think he was embarrassed to say more.
We got away from the couch and snuggled up.
"What ya thinkin' little guy?" Chad slid his lips to my neck.
"I think we helped him."
"Yeah, he's happy. What about you?"
"It felt so good to come. I needed that. I love you."
"I love you so fuckin much, Michael."
"Am I hotter than him?"
"I ain't TOUCHIN another guy! Yeah you're hotter than him. Baby, I couldn't do nothin like that. That would be the worst. Fuck, I'd die of shame! I could never face you again."
"Mmm, Chad," I said, his words and deep voice going right to my heart. I snuggled up to his legs. We rubbed each other and stayed that way a long time. Finally, I felt a familiar restless shift.
"We better go to bed, lover boy," Chad said so warmly, taking my hand. "I'm beat."
When we got to the bed, I turned on the dim light and looked at the clock.
"Wow, it's late."
We cuddled for a while and I nibbled on his shoulder, but it was obvious Chad was too tired to do more. I was dragging, so it wasn't a bad letdown. I wanted him, though. Chad turned the light off.
As soon as we settled down in bed, all I heard was Kyle's deep breathing from across the room. I was sure he was sound asleep.
Kyle was cute. And when he came so much, I thought that was hot. I liked Kyle, and still felt bad about telling Chad that Kyle didn't have much personality--way back whenever that was. I felt terrible being so wrong about that. I would be his friend, but in a little secret part of my mind, I'd never forgive Kyle for being a year younger and having a dick bigger than mine.
I thought about Kyle sexually--if I could be attracted to him. He was too little for me. I needed a big, tall guy--not a boy. In my mind, I was the boy. All I wanted was Chad.
I heard Chad exhale as he turned over. I rolled over to face him and rubbed the back of his head.
"Hmmmm," he moaned.
I got comfortable and just lay there a long while. Except for Kyle's soft breathing, the room was quiet. I didn't hear Chad's usual soft snore that I loved--which sounded like a cat purring. As I lay there, the silence bothered me--I should be hearing Chad breathe, at least. I put my hand on him and felt his chest moving. Then I started thinking about Chad and Kyle.
I knew Chad was faithful, and I trusted Kyle. I wanted to leave it at that, but something in the back of my mind kept me thinking about it.
Kyle was little, like me, so it would be easy for Chad to like him. Or want him. What if Chad got real horny for Kyle? What would happen then? I couldn't stand the idea of another person having sex with us--a three-way, I think they called it.
I knew Chad was strong, and I didn't want to think about this any more. I not only believed Chad, I trusted him--I knew he would always be faithful.
So, why was I awake? It wasn't about Chad or Kyle--it was all about me, I realized. Was I being selfish? Maybe, but whatever was bothering me, I was pretty sure I knew how to get over it.
I turned on the light and reached out for Chad's back and rubbed it. He was always nice and warm.
"Mmmurrf--hi, little guy. What's up?" he said, turning over, running his hands through my hair.
I knew that tone. Maybe he was sleepy, but I could tell Chad was in a playful mood. I loved when he rubbed my hair, and giggled to myself.
"Chad, are you horny?"
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"Nuthin, really, Mikey. I just can't sleep."
"Me either."
"Maybe it's the coffee," Chad said.
"Did we have coffee?"
"No."
"Oh. I feel weird."
"Shit--me, too, baby. What do you feel weird about?"
"I feel guilty. You know . . . what we did."
"Yeah, you're right."
"What do you mean, I'm right?"
"Fuck. We can't sleep because we're thinkin about it."
"Oh! . . . . FUCKING sounds good," I said, starting to touch him.
"Oh, yeah?" he said. That's when Chad grabbed my dick. "Shit, you're not hard."
"That could change."
"We didn't do nothin bad. We helped him out and didn't have sex with him, right?"
"Yeah. He needed it," I said, wrapping my hand around Chad's nice pole.
"Fuck, yeah. You did good, helper boy. It don't change nothin. If it makes you feel bad, we just won't do it again."
"Okay, fuck me, Chad."
"I'm not hard."
"Yes you are--I have you in my hand."
"Hey, come here, you! My hot sexy Michael."
"Mmmm! Where's the lube?"
"In my pocket."
"You don't have a pocket, you're naked."
"It's right here." I heard the smile in his voice.
"God, you're like a rock," I said, squeezing his big bone.
I did one of my favorite things, slid his manhood in my mouth and had my way with it. Not for long, though.
"I gotta lube this rock," he said, taking Chad Junior away from me.
"Ah!" I said as he put the cold lube in my butt. I got some of it with my finger--a little plan in mind.
"Oh, God--yes," I said as he entered me.
"Fuck. You're tight, Michael."
"As tight as you, Chad?"
"Yeah, at least. Damn, why'd you ask that?"
"Oh, I don't know," I said, stretching my arm behind him and sliding my finger between his hot athlete's buns. I hit the target right on and slid in a little.
"Ah! Fuck--what're you doin to me?"
"Seeing how you'll make love to me with my finger there."
"Fuck! My cum'll make a hole in you."
I slid out, just to be sure, in case it was bothering him.
"We better slow down, then," I said. Chad was on a slow upstroke. "Stop. Stay there. Don't move." He was at the top of his stroke. I felt the ridge of him stretching me.
"Shit, this is torture, Mikey . . . makin me wait."
"Am I worth waiting for?"
"Fuck, yeah," he said with the little tremble in his legs I'd been waiting for.
"Mmmm! My big strong football player guy is suffering, just for me." But Chad knew if it were real suffering, I wouldn't be saying that.
"Ohhh, sweet Michael," he said, his legs and arms shaking now-- making me instantly desperate for the thrusts and throbs of his big spike.
"I want you, stud," I said breathlessly, my jaw falling open and my tongue pointed at him, craving his mouth. His face was full of love and sexual desire. Chad was such a passionate lover. Just seeing him that way had me dripping for him. My chest and little dick throbbed. "Do it," I said, his signal to continue.
"So fucking hot." His words were full of fire as he brought his face to mine.
Our tongues touched as he slid back into me. By the time his tongue filled my mouth, his thick manhood impaled me completely.
"Ohhhh." I moaned, hardly able to breathe. His gentle stroke had me frantic for more--for him. He wanted me, and the more I felt that, the more I loved and wanted him.
My sexy man took over. Chad was going to make love to me.
"Oh, Mikey!" he said as his hot hardness throbbed inside me.
"Make love to me, Chad." I loved saying his name.
"I will, baby."
"Fuck me, too?"
"My sexy loverboy!" he said with that potent sexual edge to his voice, pulling himself back gently, his breaths urgent as he began to sweat. His tongue found my neck. A special softness to his moves fascinated me.
"Ohhhhhhh."
He slid his mighty hips forward, giving me the fullness of himself slowly, lingering with his desperate shaft already as far as it could go--pressing as if to go deeper, stretching my little tunnel.
And it felt so good.
Dennis StoriesNew@Yahoo.com Any comments would be great! Chad/ch 18/W-rm 1.9
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NIFTY - Incest.
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I enjoyed writing it so far.
"NO PAIN NO GAIN" STORIES
- Teaching My Son a Hard Lesson (NO dad-son sex so far
--I'm still debating with myself on that subject.
Some paddling and orgasm denial. Dad teases and
spanks his 16 y/o son; both get aroused. Things
get hot when a 13 and 19 y/o take over "processing"
the 16 y/o. Ages 13 to adult.)
- Last post APPROX. March 14, 2006
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
- Spankin High School Club Initiation
(High school ages. Later, some college guys.
Some soccer action. Some love.)
- Last post APPROX. Dec. 4, 2005.
NIFTY - High School; Athletics.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
(Please note there are 2 titles with the words "Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure to let me know which story you read. Sorry, I didn't think of that when I picked the titles.)
- Howling from the Reform School Basement
(Main age group 13 to 25. According to the new laws,
students are punished as the school attempts to modify
their behavior. Sex is used often as reward, and to
permit the students to let off steam.)
Not for the squeamish, but no lasting marks, etc.
- Second post APPROX. June 9, 2006.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
- Getting it Hard at Spankin' High
(A discipline-school story; ages 13 to 19.)
- Last post APPROX. March 17, 2006.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
- Frat Initiation Hell Week (Ages 13 to 22.
Not as grueling as first meets the eye.
Most characters are of college age. The
younger characters do some teasing, only.)
- Last post APPROX. Nov. 7, 2005.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
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LAST POST DATES good as of Sept. 27, 2006, and may be off by several days either way. ACTUAL POST DATES may be LATER, by the time you read this, because new chapters of the listed stories may have been posted since this was written.
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