Page 26 of Ours
“Oh mygod,” Amy exclaimed from her spot on her bed, somewhat breathless. “Where did you even learn half of that stuff?”
“Can’t give away all my secrets.” Nic smiled to himself from his own spot next to Amy.
The two were still naked, covered in a light sheen of sweat. Nic had arrived a few hours earlier to pick Amy up, planning on taking her to dinner and then hopefully find a nice secluded spot with her somewhere to get busy. That plan went right out the window when Amy opened the door wearing nothing but a bra and underwear. Her parents were out of town, and Amy not only knew what Nic wanted from her—she wanted the same thing from him. She quickly pulled him into the house, and the two had spent the last hour and half in bed together. Nic rolled off the bed and made his way into the bathroom to clean up while Amy continued talking.
“No seriously. That wasamazing.” She stood in the doorway to the bathroom, watching Nic over the sink. “Like, I knew you football guys can get rough sometimes, but holy shit… I don’t think I’ve ever had a guy hold me down like that. And when you started pulling my hair and spanking my ass…” She quivered for a moment. “Fuck. I didn’t even know I’d like that. I owe whoever the girl is that taught you all that big time.”
Nic smiled and finished washing off his dick in the sink. He’d have to pass on her praise to Cory later—and test out a few more things on him that Amy might enjoy. She wouldn’t need to know about that, of course.
“Glad you had so much fun, girl.” He turned and walked toward her, leaning against the doorframe. “Hopefully this wasn’t just a one-time deal.”
“Oh, you bet your sweet, sexy ass we are doing this again.” Amy closed the distance between them, placing her hands on Nic’s chest. “Like,reallysoon.”
“Yeah?” Nic wrapped his arms around her body, grabbing her ass with one hand and pulling her into his chest with the other. He could feel himself getting hard again. “You up for round two right now?”
Amy grinned up at him. “Yes,sir!”
Cory’s night was a lot less fun than either of his dom’s. Resigned to spending his night alone, he kept himself busy to keep from thinking about Derek or Nic out with their girls with mixed success. He finished all his homework in barely an hour, none of his video games appealed to him, and while he debated jerking off, he knew that was still against the rules. That didn’t mean he couldn’t look at porn, though. He just couldn’t jerk off. Easy.
No. Not easy. A single video morphed into several hours of videos, stories, and pictures. Throughout it all, Cory sat with his hands on his desk, one hand gripping the mouse tightly as if it would immediately shoot to his dick if it were free. There was a defined wet spot on the front of his briefs, cock leaking nonstop since he started. It took all of his strength not to blow his load right there. He even debated getting out his dildo, but he didn’t trust himself to not cum the minute it touched his hole.
Frustrated, rock hard, and leaking, Cory fell into a restless sleep that night and woke up the next morning to a hard cock and even more sexual frustration. Cory’s frustrations continued that morning as he headed to school with Derek and Nic. When Cory entered the car, the two of them were comparing notes on their respective dates.
“Duuuuuude, I told you: Amy’s a freak,” Nic explained excitedly.
“She seriously opened the door in herunderwear?” Derek almost didn’t believe it. “She might be hornier thanyou.”
“Right?! She’s perfect.” Nic sounded smitten. “Seriously, dude, every trick I pulled out last night? She was into it.”
Cory rolled his eyes from the backseat. Apparently being able to take a dick makes you “perfect.” Where was his award?
“What about you, man?” Nic turned the conversation to Derek’s date. “How’d it go with Tricia?”
“It went just fine. Good movie, grabbed a decent burger.” Derek paused for a second. “Headed back to my place for the night… She left early this morning.”
“Nice, man!” Nic punched him on the arm.
“Yeah… it was a good night.” Derek was smiling when he looked at Cory in the rearview mirror. “How about you, Cor? Have an okay night without us?”
“It was fine. I did homework. Played some games.” Cory did nothing to hide the disdain in his voice. “Woo.”
Derek gave him a weird look but said nothing as they pulled into the school and parked.
“Hey, Cor—” Derek tried to talk to Cory, who was already walking away from him and Nic.
“Can’t talk. Gotta get to class.” He waved a hand behind him, almost dismissively.
“What the fuck is up with him?” Nic asked, just as confused as Derek.
“I don’t know,” Derek responded. “But I don’t like where this is headed.”
Spending first period away from the two of them allowed Cory to calm down some. Though he wasn’t exactly smiling, he at least wasn’t storming off like he did this morning. Heprobablyshouldn’t have done that. But when neither Derek nor Nic saidanything about it in class before lunch, he relaxed a little. Maybe they knew he was just blowing off some steam. Still, he should probably apologize.
Cory approached their usual lunch table, tray in hand, intending to tell Derek and Nic he was sorry. When the three of them had a chance alone, at least. As he approached, he saw Nic talking animatedly to a few of his friends on the football team.
“…then I used my shirt to tie up her hands,” Nic continued bragging. “She fuckingloved it.”
“Are youstilltalking about last night?” Cory threw his lunch tray down on the lunch table before sitting down. “We get it. You got your dick wet. Big fucking deal.”
