Strawberry Roan
High and Dry
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Roan eased his two fingers out of my butt, leaping over me to go take a leak. I pulled on my underwear and my pants, while he was gone. He stopped short in the doorway, upon his return.
"You're dressed," he said, his dick dangling from his pants.
"My mother's due home," I said. "I can't let her find us...."
"Oh, cool. I understand," he said with the sound of not understanding in his words. "You got what you came for."
"Roan, I didn't come for anything," I said, meaning to say that it was being with him I was after.
"Yeah, cool. I'll probably see you at school," he said, flipping his dick back into his pants and turning to leave.
I jumped up to go with him to the door and my mother's car turned into the driveway.
"Oh, shit. I need you to go out the back way," I said. "It took longer than I thought it would. My mother just drove up. I'm not supposed to bring kids in the house without one of them home."
"Show me the way out," he said. "We wouldn't want to give her the wrong idea."
As I closed the backdoor on Roan, my mother opened the front door. I met her halfway through the house and she gave me a hug tentative hug.
"Where's your shirt and shoes and socks?" she asked. "You don't usually walk around like that."
"Oh, I just came down for a drink," I thought fast, except a sudden feeling of lose came over me.
"Well, I need to change into something more comfortable," she said, heading for the stairs.
Realizing it was too, late, I went after Roan anyway. I took the back steps two at a time, thinking he might still be on my block. I raced around the corner of the house and ran into him. He was right there, leaning against the aluminum siding with one big hand, Roan was pounding away on what was now a very thick dick, seeming far too, large for the boy it hung off of. Even when I ran into him, he kept the motion going.
"Roan, my mother's home," I said before I could stop the words.
"I didn't think she'd be interested," he said, seeming to pick up speed as I stood horrified, watching him jerk off a few feet from our backdoor. "You left me high and dry, dude, and this is what you do when a dude leaves you high and dry, you know. I was just catching up with where we left off."
I reached around him and felt his dick, realizing this was no place to be fondling him.
"All right," he said, and before I knew it he had unfastened his pants and dropped them around his ankles. "That's better," he said, pushing his underwear off. "Oh, yeah, go for it. This is hot. I never did it in someone's driveway before."
"My mother's home," I complained, amazed at the hardness of his erect penis.
There was no bend in it, except for the one built into it. The harder I pulled the stiffer it became, until he was harder than hard and using his hips to increase the speed of the fist that served him well.
"She going to wander out here looking for you?"
"No, but the neighbors might see," I said, changing my argument.
"It'll only take a minute. I got her all warmed up for you. If you don't let her cool down none, she'll be firing off a load in a minute or two."
I kept stroking, while looking around to see which windows in the houses around us might catch the action. Only the upstairs windows at the Crawfords were high enough to see over our fence.
"Give it a little lick and it'll go faster," he said. "It's clean. You're the only one that's been on it today."
"I've never...." I was fighting the thought that went with the words as they emerged.
I got on my knees in front of him, still feeling his erection. His dick arched down before the head turned up somewhat. It was smooth and without veins or changes in color. The head was swollen substantially once my tongue touched it. The taste was unfamiliar but remarkably fresh and clean. The clear pearls that appeared at the tip were tasteless but they excited me as I licked them off, feeling his two smooth balls, making him moan.
The more I licked and felt his dick and balls, the more I wanted from him. My hands toyed with his thighs, butt, and the space between his legs. Spreading them wider apart, he let me touch him anywhere I liked. The wetter I got his dick the harder he breathed and when I worked the head into my mouth, he began an ever so slow attempt to feed me more by placing his hand on the back of my head and easing his hips forward.
"Eat my dick," he said in someone else's voice. "Use your teeth. Yeah, but not so hard. Man, you got some mouth on you, boy. Oh, yeah."
I imagined my mother came around the side of the house. I imagined Mr. and Mrs. Crawford and their three kids standing in the upstairs bedroom cheering me on. "Suck it. Suck it. Suck that god damn big dick, Nicky."
"I'm going to pop," someone said from somewhere else. "I mean it, Nick. I'm ready to cum now. You best ease off her. Nick, I...."
I could feel the marvelous swelling and the pulsing sensation had my own dick throbbing. He'd put his hand back on the back of my head, tightning his grip, while I was working my lips an inch or two down on his wooden shaft. It was no easy task, I might add. The sounds he made, the texture of his dick, and the warm hot flesh my lips were wrapped around made it an experience of a lifetime for someone with no experience. I'd never dreamed sucking dick could be this amazing. There was nothing to compare it with. My entire body was involved with making Roan delirious.
As amazing as it was, he nearly choked me, when he started to cum. He jammed the hard shaft against my teeth, groaning madly as they gouged him. It took until the second squirt for me to understand he was unloading in my mouth. When I tried to get off his dick, it was easier said than done. I'm sure I bit even harder, which made him cum even more violently, and then, as he leaned hard against the house, it was obvious things had run their course and getting off it wasn't an emergency any longer, except for a slight leakage, which was like a drop in the bucket when compared to the load he'd shot down my throat. As his dick lost a little of its girth, it popped out of my mouth and he slid down into a sitting position, making me think of feeding him my dick while he was down there.
"Damn. I thought you were giving me the short end of the stick, Nick, but that was fantastic. You sure know how to suck a dick. You didn't need to eat it but it was nice you did."
Clearing my throat and coughing a few times as I got his cum on the way to where ever it was going, I said, "It wasn't what I intended to do but I'm glad I did, too. Especially if you liked it."
"You made it worth the wait. Sorry I thought you were one of those dudes that wants to receiving but isn't keen on giving nothing up."
"Could you pull your pants up?" I asked, looking at his soft dick and the way it curved around his balls, almost hiding them.
I was hard again and would have dragged him back up to my bedroom if I could have figured a way to get him past my mother. Saying good-bye was hard to do. Roan was cute, hot, and a damn good time. Usually, after spending time with someone, I could find a half dozen things that annoyed me, but everything about Roan was nice. Even when he believed I was leaving him short, he took it in stride.
Roan stood, reaching to yank up his pants. He arranged himself properly through his zipper and then gave me a one armed hug.
"See you at school, hot stuff," he said, strolling down my driveway like a dude without a care in the world.
What a great guy, I thought. I'd never known anyone like him. My eyes stayed on him until he rounded the corner of the driveway and disappeared beyond our fence.