Page 42 of Ours
“That’s what I’m worried about.” Cory was starting to lose his appetite. “That something will go wrong, and she won’t tell me because she doesn’t want me to worry.”
“Ugh, parentssuuuuck,” Nic added from his spot against the tree.
“No kidding, bro.”
“How are things withyourparents, sir?” Cory was happy to move the spotlight off of himself.
“They’refine.”Derek took a deep breath. “They’re …trying, at least.”
“Are they coming back soon?”
“No, but they want to fly me out to them for Christmas at least,” Derek reasoned. “Better than getting a bunch of deliveries at the house and opening them all myself.”
“You know, you’re always invited over to my place Christmas morning…”
“Ditto, bro,” Nic concurred.
“Yeah, I know. It’s still not the same.” Derek appreciated his friend’s offers, but what he wanted was for hisownfamily to care. “I’m also pretty positive my dad’s working an event Christmas Day, and Mom will just end up working too. Kind of surprised they even know I’m graduating this year.”
“At least they aren’t on your ass about college shit,” Nic tried to relate.
“They both think I’m going to the same business school they did.” Derek would kill for his parents to actually talk to him about college and the future. “Mom probably expects me to come work for her after graduation, just like Craig is going to do. I think it sounds boring as hell.”
“Then what doyouwant to do?” Cory asked next.
“I dunno. I think I might wanna do something with counseling or psychology?” Derek liked figuring out what made people tick. “Seems more interesting, and at least I’d be helping people instead of trying to bring in the most money.”
“I think you’d make a great psychologist, sir.” Cory nodded.
“Thanks, boy.” Derek smiled.
“Ugh, can we talk about something else now, guys? Over the shitty parents-and-college conversation. I get enough of that crap at home,” Nic griped once more. Then a lecherous look took over his face. “Besides, I can think ofmuchbetter uses for your mouth than all that talking, boy.”
Nic’s change in tone caused both Derek and Cory to look over. Nic’s legs were still spread, and his cock was already half hard and growing. Cory subconsciously licked his lips.
“Get over here, boy.” Nic stood up and leaned back against the tree, his cock growing to full mast. “Got a treat for ya.” He punctuated his sentence by grabbing and wagging his cock in Cory’s direction.
Cory made to move toward Nic before remembering where they were. Looking around, he could see that the lake was still empty, and the woods were silent. Taking only a moment to psych himself up, he made his way to Nic before dropping to his knees in front of him, using the blanket to pad his knees. Wordlessly, Nic guided his dick into Cory’s mouth, letting out a small sigh of pleasure as he felt the warm mouth envelop him.
Cory closed his eyes as he began to bob up and down on Nic’s cock. It was quiet outside but not completely silent, and it was as if Cory could suddenly hear every individual leaf in the trees, could feel every breeze that blew by. He did his best to not let his nerves get the best of him and drowned everything else out, using Nic’s scent and taste to ground him.
The sound of crunching leaves caused Cory to open his eyes, seeing Derek as he stood up next to Nic. He slowly started stroking his growing cock as he watched Cory working on Nic. Without prompting, Cory reached one of his hands up, replacing Derek’s cock as he stroked it to its full length.
Cory continued to swallow Nic’s cock, taking all but the last couple of inches into his throat without issue. After a few minutes of this, Cory pulled off with a softpopbefore moving to repeat his work on Derek. Switching hands, Cory gripped Nic’s wet cock, slowly stroking it in time with his mouth.
Derek gripped Cory gently by the hair, thrusting his hips forward slightly in time with Cory’s mouth. As with many of their recent adventures, the thrill of what they were doing, the idea that they could be seen, only turned Derek on more. Before long, he was holding Cory’s head still, steadily fucking almost his entire length in and out of his mouth.
Cory moaned around Derek’s cock, feeling the grip in his hair grow tighter, holding him still. Cory could feel his own dick attempting to grow from within its confines, to no avail.Fuck, I can’t wait to get this damn cage off and jerk off again!Whimpering, he concentrated on keeping his throat relaxed and making sure Nic’s dick didn’t flag.
After a few minutes of face-fucking, the boys once again swapped places, Nic holding Cory’s mouth steady as he fucked it and Derek’s cock once again being stroked. Cory allowed himself to be manipulated without protest, moving his head when tugged and swallowing down whatever was put in his mouthwithout prompting. The rough use had him turned on like it always seemed to; his caged dick was slowly dripping precum onto the blanket on the forest floor.
After another swap, Derek was back to fucking Cory’s face, this time with increasing roughness. Cory was starting to have to fight against his gag reflex as Derek’s full length was pummeled in and out of his throat. Before long Cory was unable to keep up with the pace. After releasing his grip on Nic as he focused on not gagging, he placed both hands on his own thighs, helping him balance as he kneeled.
“Fuck, boy, I’m getting close,” Derek warned, the volatile thrusts of his hips already giving him away. “Swallow it. Take my load.”
As if Cory would do anything else. After attempting to give an affirmative around the length in his mouth, Cory readied himself to follow his owner’s command. After a few more thrusts, each one burying Derek’s dick to the hilt, he came.
The first shot landed directly on Cory’s tongue, Derek having pulled his cock back until only the first couple of inches remained. He gripped his cock firmly, quickly stroking the inches that remained outside of Cory’s mouth with his hand. The subsequent shots followed the first, coating Cory’s tongue as his mouth began to fill quickly. After swallowing down the first mouthful, Cory allowed Derek to finish stroking himself, squeezing every last bit from the tip. He quickly cleaned off and swallowed whatever remained once Derek had finished.
