I was enjoying my next day off from work by just lounging around the house. I was in a lazy mood. I didn't want to get into anything more strenuous than making myself a hot meal for lunch. And that's when my cell phone rang. As to be expected, it was Dustin's number. Hehehe, at this point, I doubt I could go more than 12 hours without hearing from him. He sent me messages every time I crossed his mind. And I crossed his mind a LOT! Just like me...that boy was SO in love!
I said hello, and Dustin said, "I'm so HORNY! What are you doing right now?"
"Hahaha! Well, that's the first time I've ever gotten a greeting that romantic!"
"I'm serious, dude! I feel like I'm gonna implode if I don't get some lovin'. Can I come over?"
Giggling over his rather urgent request, I teased him a bit, saying, "Well, I don't know. What do I get out of it?"
"You get me. All of me. Any part you want. Just...let me come over. I seriously need to see you today. I want to feel your body, like, on top of me right now. I want to taste you. I want you to taste me. UGH! Dude, if I leave my house now, I can be there in like 25 minutes, tops! Can I come over? Lemme come over!" It was cute at first, but then I heard a female voice in the background. Dustin took the phone away from his face for a second, and called out to her. "Huh? No, Mom...I think I might be going out in a sec! I'll get lunch from Mickey D's or something. Say what? Mom...I'm on the phone. Hold on, ok?" Then he turned his attention back to me and said, "So can we get together or what? I want you so bad right now, dude! GAWD, Eric...I've been thinking about you all day!"
"SHHHH!!!" I said, a sudden surge of TERROR shooting through me. "Jesus! Dustin...is your MOTHER in the house with you right now?"
"Dustin! ok, I'm really uncomfortable with you talking to me about...talking...like 'this' with your mother in the house. Ok?"
"It's ok. She's in the other room." He said matter-of-factly.
"The other room does NOT make talking like this safe, Dustin."
"Geez, don't be so extra, dude. Fine, gimmee a second, I'll close the door."
"Dustin, that's not what I'm..." He was already on his feet and walking over to close his bedroom door. As nervous as I was, I just shook my head and laughed to myself. There was something so adorable about his recklessness sometimes. Jesus Christ, that kid is going to be the death of me.
"Ok, the door's closed. So...can we meet? I need you, baby. I've been humping my pillows all morning. I just...I want to feel you against me. I wanna come over. Just for like a couple of hours. Then I'll leave you alone."
"Hehehe, a couple of hours? You really ARE horny, aren't you?" I chuckled.
"You have no idea. Jacking off just isn't doing it for me right now. I want you to hold me. I want you to make it like the last time when I spent the night. When can I come over? I can leave now if you want!"
"Hehehe, well wait a minute, I didn't exactly say..."
"You've got the whole day off today, right? Awesome! Me too! Umm...do you wanna come pick me up, or...?"
"Pick you up? I never said..."
"No, your right. Don't pick me up. My Mom's here. that would be weird. I'll come to you. Do you have something to eat at your house? I don't want to spend any money."
"Are you even listening to me? Calm down there, jitterbug." I said. Hahaha! He certainly knew how to bulldoze someone into giving him his way.
"Sorry. I'm just excited. can't WAIT to kiss you again! God, I'm gonna kiss you so HARD when I get there!"
"DUSTIN! Your mom..."
"I told you, the door is closed. Well, mostly. There's a crack in it. She can't hear me. It's cool." He said. Why are teenagers so convinced that they're parents are clueless as to what's going on in their own house.
I was hoping to get Dustin to stop wiggling long enough to hush him up, but it wasn't really working. I said, "I really don't think we should be having this conversation over the phone."
He whined in the most desperately sexual way, "Then let me come over already. Pleeeeeaaase? I miss you."
"Hehehe, that's not going to work. You can't just..."
"I love you, Eric." He said, and I smiled while trying to hide the infatuated smile that followed that statement. He took advantage of the short silence immediately. "I love you, and I miss you, and I want you, and...umm...and and and...if you let me come over I'll totally be your baby boy for, like, the rest of the day. It'll totally be worth it. Ok? I mean, is that ok? Can I come over? I can leave now. Like right now. Hold on, dude, I'm gonna put my shoes on..."
Trying to stop Dustin from coming over would be like trying to stop an 800 pound grizzly bear with a Nerf gun. Why I bother having an free will of my own when it comes to that boy is a complete mystery to me. "Fine. Just...for a few hours, ok?"
"YES!!!! Ok! I'm coming! I'm on my way right now!" He said, actually walking out of the house. "Bye, Mom!"
"Dusty? Where are you going?" She asked in a rush.
"I'll be home before dark!" Then I heard a door close, and Dustin was almost out of breath, he was moving so fast. I don't know what kind of hyper sexual frenzy I had coming my way, but I had better brace myself for it. He sounded pretty worked up on the phone. "Ok, I'm gonna hang up now! But I'll be there SOON! Ok? I love! God...MWAH!!! Love you, babe! Be there soon!" And then a dial tone. Hehehe, I guess I'm having company, then.
I made sure to clean up a little bit, and I checked the fridge to make sure that I had enough food to satisfy Dustin's ravenous appetite as well as my own. Then, much earlier than I expected, Dustin called me again, and he's like, "I'm at your apartment thingy now. I'm right downstairs. Buzz me in, k?" I let him in, and a minute or two later, I heard the elevator doors open at the end of the hall. Dustin, literally, came running down the hall! Not at top speed, but definitely fast enough to totally bowl over anybody who dared to get in the way. I backed up as he approached my apartment, and before the door was even closed...he flung his arms around my neck and smashed his lips against mine as if he'd never be able to kiss another living human being again in his life!
I had to half drag him in far enough to make sure that my neighbors didn't accidentally walk out into the hall and get a 'show'. Dustin was all over me, whimpering and holding on for dear life. I had to practically peel him off of me just to breathe.
"Hehehe, well...I love you TOO!" I said.
He just grabbed my hand and said, "Come on. Get naked! Get on top of me. I mean it."
"I thought you were hungry? Do you want..."
"I want YOU! C'mon!"
I was forced into my bedroom, and before I knew it, my blond haired attacker was exposing himself from head to toe. Clothes were tossed off of his lithe young body in a haphazard fury of careless debris, and I couldn't help but to laugh as he impatiently waited for me to join him. He was soooooo hard! I was almost afraid to touch that thing, for fear that it might snap off like a half melted icicle! And it was leaking a long warm trickle of sweet nectar down the side of the eagerly twitching shaft.
With a smile, I lowered my head to give him a long, sensual, lick...lapping up the heated liquid and feeling the tang of it tantalize my tastebuds as I swallowed it down. Poor Dustin's legs were shaking, and by the time I had 'cleaned him up'...he was producing another offering. Watching the spongy head flare a few times in rapid succession, I knew he was close. In fact, I was surprised that he hadn't blown his load already.
And this was AFTER he had been masturbating all morning???
Still lost desperation, I felt Dustin tugging on my wrist, pulling me forward. I grinned at him, but he didn't have time to play around. He said, "Come on. Here...wait...get on top of me. Like...omigod, I've been thinking about this ALL day! Put your weight on me! Just, like...just hump me for a while. Just...oh WOW, YES! Just like that! Mmmmm! Yeah!" He wrapped his legs around me, squeezing hard as his smaller body squirmed underneath me. "Now kiss me! God, Eric, please kiss me! Mmmmm!"
things were going a bit wilder than I expected them too, but Dustin just kept clinging to me as tightly as he could while I set a rhythm to rub my hardness against his in a way that drove him absolutely mad. He was whimpering loudly, kissing me passionately, his tongue looking for new ways to increase the connection. To intensify the intimacy. I had never seen him so needy for affection before.
He didn't break our kiss until a minute or two later, when he was on the edge of orgasm. He turned his head and clawed at my back as he pressed the side of his face on my shoulder. His heaving breaths filled the room with the sounds of sensual union. I could feel the smoothness of his thighs on either side of my hips. Every part of him was perfect. From his boyish blue eyes to the sculpted arches of his tender feet. Dustin's flesh was like a thick, warm, puddle of buttermilk. You can't imagine the feel of him. It was soooo soft. There is something about a teenager's skin that is unmatched by any other material on the Earth. It entices you with every touch. Carrying the fragrance of excess pheromones, which also doubles as an ointment to make it shimmer and glow with a charm all its own. Once you take notice of it...you'll never be the same. Never.
Feeling his sapling arms and legs tighten around me, I knew that this was the final ten second countdown to his climax. I held him closer to me, my body mashing him down into the mattress. And with a sudden shiver and stifled squeal of pleasure, Dustin found a massive release a full five seconds ahead of countdown!
I loved the feel of it against me, but wow was it making a mess. He was really REALLY horny today! He just kept going, and halfway through his whimpering orgasm, he turned his head to kiss me fiercely once again! As if he wanted to ride it out with our lips connected, our hearts in sync. His body convulsed in the sexiest ways. Soft, smooth, flexible...every inch of him was seasoned with the sugar sweet flavor of youth. How can anyone not cherish the glory of nature's green like this? How can they not see? Not understand? It baffles me to think that so much unapologetic beauty can go unnoticed.
Even after his orgasm had subsided, Dustin held on to me. His lips quivering slightly with the aftershocks of a mind-blowing eruption. I tried to get off of him, but he grabbed me. "Where are you going? Don't leave. Nooooo, come here. Kiss me!"
"No, come on! Don't leave! Kiss me. And then...do it again. God, I needed that." He kissed me again, and before I was able to scoot over from the first mess we made, Dustin was all hard and pulsing and ready to make another.
Hehehe, understand that this took up most of the first hour and a half of him being there. He just kept coming back for more. I thought the kid was trying to break some kind of record or something the way he was going at it! I can't even remember him going soft more than once the entire time. And that was mostly because he grabbed the remote off of my nightstand and was looking for something to watch on TV. It was the only thing distracting him from attacking me all over again! Hehehe!
I felt exhausted, but in the most magical way. I think he cast a spell on me. Honestly. Because as fatigued as my body was, when Dustin got out of my bed, that sweet round butt of his bouncing slightly as he left the room...I almost wanted to go back in for just ONE more round! Hehehe, you see? This is why older men with young brides have heart attacks!
I heard him rummaging through the fridge for a bit, then he called back, "Why don't you have any good stuff, Eric? What is this? Where are your snacks at?" Hehehe, a naked teenager looking for snacks. Sorry. It's not like he gave me a lot of time to prepare.
I holler back, "Just...you get cleaned up. I'll make us lunch."
"Everything in here has to be cooked. Don't you have some chips or some hot pockets or something?"
"What did I just say?" I grinned.
"Ok, ok...just...I've got the munchies in a bad way, dude!" He said, and as I put on a bathrobe and met him naked in the hallway, he gave me a smile. "You're so hot to me. you know that, right?"
I quickly kissed him on the lips and said, "Take a shower. I'll have something delicious in the works for you when you come out. K?"
"M'kay..." He grinned, and gave me another kiss on the cheek before going into the bathroom and closing the door.
Ok...what to make? I know what Dustin likes. It's just a matter of putting it together for him. I've got some of this...and some of that...ooh, he'll love this! Hehehe, I can practically see his smile right now. Let me get the stove warmed up and....
That's when I heard a sickening 'thump' coming from the bathroom!
It was a strange sound. A foreign sound. But one that gave me the sinking feeling that something was wrong.
I peeked around the corner...and sitting on the floor in the hallway...was the carpet that I usually put down in the bathroom to keep the floor from being so slippery. I had taken up just briefly so I could clean the house up a little before Dustin got there, but he popped up so fast that I didn't have time to lay it back down again.
"Dustin?" I said. I didn't get an answer. "DUSTIN?!?!?!"
I hurried to the bathroom and swung the door open to see Dustin laying on the floor naked, holding his forehead. He was barely conscious. It must have been one hell of a nasty spill!
I rushed over to wake him up and ask him what happened. "I....I uhhh...I think I...fell..." He said.
He must have hit his head on the sink or something, because there was a rather sizeable lump on the side of his head. I tried to wet a cloth and hold it on the bruise...but as he seemed to almost be faint, his eyes glassy, his voice soft, his words almost incoherent...I felt something warm on the palm of my hand as I held his head up.
My baby! My sweetheart! Oh God! Oh GOD!!! This might be serious!!!
I didn't know what to do! This was clearly out of my hands! I need to...I need help! Fuck...I've got to get help!
This could be SERIOUS trouble for me! SERIOUS trouble!!! I have no way to explain bringing a naked 14 year old boy to the fucking hospital with a head wound!!!
But what else can I do??? He's hurt! My boyfriend, the love of my life, is HURT!
"Ok, let me help you up, hon. We're going to the hospital..." I said.
Dustin protested for a moment, saying, "No...it's ok. I think I'm...no...umm...I'm fine..." But the moment I tried to stand him on his feet...he nearly fell over again.
This is bad! REALLY bad! And he's in my house! A minor is in my house...which means that I'm directly responsible. Shit...
Maybe this is the quick turn that Jack was talking about....
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