*soon the dinner went by peacefully, engaging in idle chit-chat, n aftr washing n cleaning up, the two men were in front of the fire, Harrod laying against Noah's shoulder, sipping wine in relaxation*
Noah, put his arm over the other's shoulder, taking a drink. He needed to stop at his thrid glass or he would start to feel being buzzed and not relaxed. "So what do you want to do now? I have some movies, and also some games if you want." he sat his wine glass down. "Or I could map the inside of you mouth and see how you taste."
Harrod: *finished his second glass n looked up at him* I wouldnt mind being explored this time, now tht I've explored ur humble abode *nuzzled against his cheek*
He felt like jumping for joy but he didn't just yet. "Where can I put my hands. Because they want to be everywhere right now." He grinned leaning down to kiss him.
Harrod: *the wine was making him feeling a little bolder* Anywhere u want to touch. Just be gentle *leaned up his head to take Noah's lips, tasting both their wine on his tongue, a vry intoxicated taste as he wrapped his arms ard Noah's neck*
It was like heaven. He kissed back letting his younger trace around the other's lips. His hands found there way to his ass gripping it and kneeding the flesh. "Can you get on top of me? Straddling my legs."
Harrod: *nodded, a little hesitant coz he didnt want to crush him or anything, bt finally got on top of him, whimpered a little as he could feel his own boner rubbing against Noah's own groin*
Check this was even better than thought. He brought his hands back to kneed at his ass and use them to pull his groin into the other's. "Fuck, Harry. You look so good right now. Can you feel how much I want you!?" He asked before kissing him again, time open mouthed.
Harrod: *was throwing all inhibitions to the wind now, mumbled btwn kisses* Nnnhh...Oh, professor, ur making me feel vry naughty right now *dared himself to grind against him*
"Oh god, Harry you can't just spring that on me." It was so dirty and he loved it. "Fuck, doing so well baby. I can feel how hard you are for me."
Harrod: Nnnhh... *pants a little as he kissed Noah's jawline* Sh-Should I slow dwn...? Am...Am I going too fast?
"Hell no, keep going. Fuck, I am going come in my pants." he groaned, and pushed his hisps away. "Fuck. I...can't we I want to see you, all of you."
Harrod: *bit his lip in hesitation a little, bt since he had gone so far, he might as well just go with the flow as he slowly took off his shirt, no wanting it to seem like a strip tease, bt it did to the older man*
"Fuck you are so beautiful." he didn't even try to help not wanting to scared him off. "Har, god I want to just kiss you all over, taste you."
Harrod: *pants, it could be the wine talking, bt he didnt care as he was getting into the mood already now tht he knew Noah liked wat he saw* Nnnhh...Go ahead...I'm all urs tonight...
"Baby." he leaned kissed him in middle of the chest as he undid this pants. Pushed them down he leaned back and sat the erection in his underwear. "Can we go to the bedroom? You need to be savored on a bed, not a couch."
Harrod: *smiled as he wrapped his arms n legs ard Noah, throwing all inhibition away* Carry me there, my prince charming
Noah grinned and held on to him as walked them up stairs and then sat Harrod on the bed. He peeled the pants off and then the boy was naked. "Fuck...happy birthday to me." He chuckled. "Do you want me naked too, cause I am all kinds of good like this."
Harrod: *giggled, then blushed* Don't try to impress me now *his hands were already starting to undo Noah's shirt buttons*
Noah leaned down to kiss him, before helping to unbutton his shirt and took it off. He made short work of his pants and underwear. "Lay back, Harry. i'm not going to hurt you. I just want to see you, see all over you."
Harrod: *did as he was told, laying there in all his glory, for the full view of Noah, his eyes half-closed almost seductively, the blush on his face illuminating his features more*
"God, I must be hulicinating something are perfect as you." He climbed on top of him, leaned down to kiss him before moving down to his kiss his neck. "God, you are pefect." He kissed down his chest, down to his groin. He stroked him, looking back up. "So perfect."
Harrod: N...No, I'm not...YOU'RE the one who's perfect... *pants as he wound his fingers thru Noah's hair* Ur evrything I've imagined n more...I didnt knw why I didnt hv the courage to approach u sooner... *whimpered a little as his hips jerked upward a bit, wanting his attention*
He kissed his hips and the licked down his cock. "No you are." He smiled before took him into his mouth sucking slowly, bobbing his head up and down.
Harrod: *gasped at the wet heat ard his cock, his bk arched up as his hands gripped the sheets to anchor himself. This was too much, too new n too good for him, he's nvr felt this before, yet he didnt want it to stop*
he swallowed around him, loving the soudns from the other's mouth. They were almost pornagraphic.
Harrod: *couldnt believe the sounds tht came out of his mouth either as he attempted to cover it, his breath hitched evrytime Noah licked somewhere he liked*
He pulled up, licking his lips. "Fuck, you taste perfect." He grinned. "How do you feel, not pushing you too far? I mean you have gone from 0 to 60 too quickly. I am ok with cuddling, Har."
Harrod: *shook his head* I'm OK, sir. I've been waiting for this for almost a yr now since the first day I met u. We've gone this far. Let's not stop...Pls...? *held him* I want u...
"Fuck." He moved up to kiss him as he thrust his hips against the other's. "Then come, come all over me. I want too see your face as you come apart. I want to be the first and only person to ever seen that."
Harrod: *whimpered as he felt Noah's cock rubbing against him, throwing his head bk as he gasped, gripping at Noah's shoulder as he rubbed bk, matching his pace* Nnnhh...I...I'm close...I'm...I'm gonna... *let out a high pitched moan as he released, coming all ovr the both of them*
Noah followed him over the edge a moment later, mixing their come together. He moaned and kissed Harrod, still lightly thrusting their sensitive cocks together. He he got enough energy and pulled away and grabbed the tissues. "If you want shower you can." he said, cleaning him off. "If not a I would really like to cuddle."
Harrod: *smiled n nuzzled close to him* Shower can wait. I'd love to cuddle *kissed his neck as he moved in for the cuddle*
Noah held him. "Are you sure you are ok? You just had your first orgasam with someone else, at least I think. And you are not freaking out. How much wine did you have again?"
Harrod: *giggled* I assure u, I can hold my liquor, bt it did gimme a bit of confidence to go thru with this. N u hv always been my first. I've... *blushed hard n looked dwn* I nvr evn masturbated before, evn tho I knw how...
"Wow, really?" He asked, smiling. "I am glad I was your first in everything." he kissed his forehead. "Do you want to stay over? I can take you home if you want to, but I would much rather you stay the night with me. I am not done getting to know your body."
Harrod: *blushed* Well, no one's gonna be ard at the dorm anyways, since my roomie seems to hardly come bk. I guess I could spend the night with u *nuzzled against him* I, too, wanna let me be urs all night
"Good then you are staying here." he pulled Harrod's leg over his, their soft cock brushing together. "I na bit we will shower than then get back to work." he grinned.
Harrod: *moaned a little at the brush, still feeling a little sensitive* Nnnhh...Why shower? Lets just continue where we left off *grinned a little*
"Oh I think I have created a monster." He rolled him over to where he was on top of Harrod. "What would you like to do, baby?"
Harrod: *blushed a little* Umm... Naw, its too embarrassing... *shook his head shyly*
"Come on. I will not judge. You already know what I love to do to you." He kissed his cheek. "Tell me what is in that head of yours."
Harrod: *blushed harder n covered his face with his hands* I...I kinda...want u to...take my virginity...like in those sappy romantic movies...making love...sorta... *his voice trailed away in embarrassment*
Noah chuckled. "I don't think that is sappy at all. I want to do that. But working up to sex can be fun too. I would not want to hurt you at all"
Harrod: *peeked tentatively out of his hands* Well...I...I guess I'll follow ur lead. I'm all urs
"Good, now put you hands back down so I can kiss the gorgeous face of yours." he said, pulled the hands down to kiss Harrod.
Harrod: *felt Noah's lips on him before he could protest, bt soon eased into the kiss n wrapped his arms ard Noah, humming in pleasure at their slow tongue dance*
Noah slowly moved his hands down the other's body, being carfully not to spook him. He wanted this to be nice and slow, even if his body fdidn't.
Harrod: *his breath hitched quietly as he felt Noah's hands on him, bt he calmed himself n went with the flow. He wanted this for so long, there's no chickening out now. He tentatively ran his fingers lightly up n dwn Noah's bk as he continued kissing him bk*
Good Harrod was calming down. It would take a few times of being together to relax him enough to where they could have sex. "there, just relax, Har. I am not going to hurt you." He kissed him deeper.
Harrod: *hummed in reply as he could feel his reawakened cock rubbing against Noah's middle, his breath hitched again as his tip became rather sensitive* Nnnhh...N-Noah...
"Yes, Har." He said, kissing down his neck, nipping at the sckin.
Harrod: *whimpered as his hips seemed to move lightly at its own accord, rubbing his cock more against his middle, causing him to pant a little, his nails unconsciously digging into Noah's bk, bt not tht hard*
"Yes, just like that, Har." his own hips were moving too, a little more controled than Harrods, but still moving.
Harrod: *whimpered, wanting more than just being rubbed, bt he didnt dare to voice wat he want for fear of irritating Noah, so he just kep thrusting lightly*
Noah thrust agaisnt him too, panting. He also wanted more. He wanted to take Harrod into his mouth, to taste him and lick him.
Harrod: *finally couldnt take it anymore n mumbled* N-Noah...My...cock...ur...mouth...pls... *pants hard*
"Yes, yes. anything you want." He said, moving down Harrods body, kissing and nipping until he got to Harrod's cock. He licked a stripe up from base to tip before swirling his tongue around the head
Harrod: *gasped out loud before he could stop himself, feeling himself leaking quite a lot of precum, the tongue almost made him orgasm there n then. He had to grip on Noah's hair to anchor himself*
The hair pulling was a little tight, but he didn't mind. He just took the cock into his mouth, slowly sucking on it. It was delocius. He could not believe he was fianlly doing this.
Harrod: *his whole body shook at the pleasure, he tried to loosen his grip, bt it just felt so good. At least he was lax enough not to rip his head frm his skull, bt he could feel himself getting close* Nnnhh...Stop...Gonna...
Noah was not going to stop. He wanted this. He wanted to taste Harrod's come. He wanted Harrod to give it all up to him. So he sucked harder, edging the cock back into his throat.
Harrod: *whines, his voice going higher n higher as he could feel himself getting close. He tried to hold bk bt Noah's talented tongue won't let him. He finally lost it wen he felt the tip of his cock hitting his throat n soon he let out a high pitch yell as he came deep inside Noah's mouth*
He swallowed all of it. He loved the taste and the feel of Harrod coming in his mouth. He was already addicted. When he was finished he pulled off, licking him clean. "How was that?"
Harrod: Hhhmmnnbblrhhh... *was already in Cloud 9, his body twitching a little frm the aftrglow*
"Well glad you liked it." He grinned, moving to kiss his lips. "But we are not done yet, Har." He said, pulling the boy's hand to his cock. "I still need to come."
Harrod: *licked his lip a little, tasting himself a bit in the process, then wen he felt his hand touching the older man's cock, he somehow guided it towards his ass, probing himself with it*
"No, Har. Not yet, love. I thought you wanted a fairytale love making? I can't give that to you right now." He just wanted to come and if he had to take time to streach the boy out he would not give him the pleasure he needed. He would just take his own.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Silver Spoon-Chp10
*time couldnt go any faster for Harrod as he counted the minutes till his final class of the day. When it was over, he practically sprinted to the carpark at the bk where Noah was waiting for him*
Noah was already in his car and nervious as hell. This was so wrong on so many levels, but it was so right to him. He wanted to be with Harrod, even if he was a student. he saw the boy running over to his car and unlocked the door before turning the car on.
Harrod: *entered the car, trying not to look too excited, bt inside, his heart was all a-flutter* Sorry. Am I late? Mr Benson reli loves to droll on n on sometimes
"You are fine I was not going anywhere until you came along. Ready?" He asked, pulling out of the parking spot.
Harrod: *smiled n nodded, the usual tint of pink on his cheeks, making him almost irresistable to the older man as he put on his seatbelt*
"I have place off campus that I only usually use for holidays and weekends or when ever I need to get away from school. We should be pretty safe there. If that is ok. I thought it would be better than being seen at school."
Harrod: *nodded* I'm fine, as long as I get to spend the night with u. I dont want u to get into trouble. Bt I hv to be honest, I've been looking forward to this for quite a while.
"So have I." He smiled, and reached over putting his hand on Harrod's knee. "I know we are going to eat, you cooking for me, but what else do you want to do? I have some good moves, no cable. I didn't know if you wanted to do anything sexual."
Harrod: *blushed at the word 'sexual'. Were they going to go tht far tonight? He was both nervous n excited at the same time* Um...Uuh...Well, let's focus on the dinner, we'll see how things go later on *smiled at him*
"Sure. I just don't want to make you nervious, harry." he smiled at him. Soon they were at the apartment. Noah pulled into a parking spot and then turned off the car. he got out and grabbed his bag from the back.
Harrod: *got out of his car n got his bag as well, n chked out the apartment* Wow...Ur plc looks amazing *marveled at the designs despite this plc being a bit of a bachelor pod*
"It is better inside." he smiled. he locked up his car and showed him into the second floor apartment. "I have an upstairs too, but that is just the bedroom and office. The kitchen is to the right, then the dinning room and the living room."
Harrod: *explored the plc, it was a modern design, with a hint of old-fashion in it, a nice perfect blend of past n present, n he was definitely impressed wtih the kitchen* Ooh, I think I've found my fav plc *giggled*
"I thought so. Do you mind if have some wine? Would you like some?" He asked getting a bottle out of the fridge he had in there since the week before. He really should not be offering his student any liquor, but it would be find to offer a date some wine.
Harrod: *lucky for him, his alcohol tolerance were pretty decent* Sure. I havent had wine in a long time. Last time I had it was Christmas with my family. Now where do u keep ur apron? I might as well get started too
"I don't know if i have one. Check the left large drawer." he popped the cork and poured out of the wine into two classes before taking a sip. "Mmm. i so needed this."
Harrod: *went to the said drawer n found it, it looked pretty new, like it had nvr been used before, n the design looks almost Italian, giggled* Lemme guess, ur mother got u this?
"Possiablely." He grinned. "She likes to remind me of my roots and the fact that I am not married just yet."
Harrod: *chuckles as he put it on* Does she knw abt...well, abt ur sexual preference? *turned to face him* How do I look?
"Yes she knows that I am gay, but I think she still hopes that it is a faze or something like that and I will eventally bring home a girl to meet the family."
Harrod: *chuckles* Aftr some decades, I dont think it'll evr be a phase. My parents r sorta like hippies, so they're vry open abt me coming out. My sister came out too just last yr, n they're cool with it *chks the fridge* Let's see wat we hv here... *leans in a little, his ass sticking out for the full view*
Noah licked his lips. "I brought one home back in college, but while my mom was nice, she treated him like a friend, now like my boyfriend. And anything you want as long as you stay right there."
Harrod: *didnt knw he was being watched* Tht's too bad. I hope I could impress ur mom wen the time comes *picked the things he needed* There. I guess I can whip something up with these *walked off with the ingrdients n got started with cooking*
"Damn." He said, but then hopped up on the counter by the sink. "I am not sure how she would like meeting someone so young as you, but maybe it would help to tell her, 'Mom, I am older and still gay'."
Harrod: *chuckles* Maybe if she see me work my magic in the kitchen, she might take to me. My parents would prolly love u. Bt then again, they're hippies. They love everybody *chopped n sliced n diced like a pro*
"Will they mind me being your teacher?" he asked. He had never found cook to be sexy, but on Harrod it was. "Harrod, come here for moment."
Harrod: Naw, they wouldn't. My mom is technically half of my dad's age anyways *hears him calling* Huh? Wat is it? *comes to him without any suspicion*
Noah pulled him close between his legs and kissed him, stroking his cheeks. When he pulled back he looked him over. "One day i would love to see you cook without anything but the apron on." he grinned. "Now back to work." he picked up his wine and took a sip.
Harrod: *blushed super hard at the thought as he bked away, his lips slightly swollen frm the sudden kiss* M-Mr Matthews, I didnt knw u'd be tht kinky~ *went bk to work, tho his face was still beet red*
"If you use that tile again you might just see how kinky I can be." he chuckled. "What are you going to make?"
Harrod: *pouted teasingly n stuck his tongue out* It's a surprise. U go get urself busy n lemme work *carried on cooking, humming happily*
Noah jumped down from the counted and walked over, molding himself against Harrod. "Maybe i should so I don't jump you right now." He put a hand on the boy's hip. "You don't know what you do to me, Harry. I think about you all the time."
Harrod: *blushed hard* Hey~ Dont bother the cook~ Do something else, set the table or something. I dont wanna mess my first meal with u *playfully pushed him bk with his hips*
Noah groaned. "Please do that again." He chuckled but moved back. Maybe later on he could at least get Harrod to touch him, even thought his pants. he would gladly come in them if only to have the other touching him. He grabbed up plates and started to sit the table, bringing the wine over and pouring himself another glass.
Harrod: *couldnt let him see tht he was starting to hv a bit of a boner right now frm Noah's touches, tries to put his mind into cooking. Soon he had a fine Italian spread before Noah* I hope I did ur mother's cooking justice. U said u dont get to eat home-made Italian much, so yeah... *blushed a little as he took his glass n gestured for a drink too*
"You did it justice. You have never had an Italian Christmas. We have all pasta, no turkey in site." he grinned, and licked his lips. he started to dish up the food to both of them. "I hope i didn't make you uncomfortable back there. i just...sometimes i can not help you, and then you bend over and so that ass of yours off and I jsut blank on everything. I haven't felt like this in years."
Harrod: *still blushing, bt not as hard as before* W-Well, I nvr expected myself to hv such an effect on u. As u can see, I'm pretty plain n boring. N I've nvr got lucky throughout my entire teen life. I always end up being in the friend zone somehow wen I thought I was meeting The One.
"I don't think you are plain or borning. I would not risk everything for that. I would risk it for something special. And even though I sometimes can not control my body I am telling you I will not do anything to hurt you. If you want to go slowly then we will, but be warned I will use dirty talk." he licked his lips again, taking a bite. Very good, not is good at his mom's but she had years on him.
Harrod: I can pretty much tell, the way u being kinky n all tht *ate his food* Well? Did I do alright?
"Very good. Also as good as my mother's but way better than my attempts." he smiled. "And I am sorry if wanting to see you in nother by the apron is kinky. you should live in my head, you would think that was very tame."
Harrod: *laughs* Well, I look forward to see wat ur "tame" mind has in store for me
Noah was already in his car and nervious as hell. This was so wrong on so many levels, but it was so right to him. He wanted to be with Harrod, even if he was a student. he saw the boy running over to his car and unlocked the door before turning the car on.
Harrod: *entered the car, trying not to look too excited, bt inside, his heart was all a-flutter* Sorry. Am I late? Mr Benson reli loves to droll on n on sometimes
"You are fine I was not going anywhere until you came along. Ready?" He asked, pulling out of the parking spot.
Harrod: *smiled n nodded, the usual tint of pink on his cheeks, making him almost irresistable to the older man as he put on his seatbelt*
"I have place off campus that I only usually use for holidays and weekends or when ever I need to get away from school. We should be pretty safe there. If that is ok. I thought it would be better than being seen at school."
Harrod: *nodded* I'm fine, as long as I get to spend the night with u. I dont want u to get into trouble. Bt I hv to be honest, I've been looking forward to this for quite a while.
"So have I." He smiled, and reached over putting his hand on Harrod's knee. "I know we are going to eat, you cooking for me, but what else do you want to do? I have some good moves, no cable. I didn't know if you wanted to do anything sexual."
Harrod: *blushed at the word 'sexual'. Were they going to go tht far tonight? He was both nervous n excited at the same time* Um...Uuh...Well, let's focus on the dinner, we'll see how things go later on *smiled at him*
"Sure. I just don't want to make you nervious, harry." he smiled at him. Soon they were at the apartment. Noah pulled into a parking spot and then turned off the car. he got out and grabbed his bag from the back.
Harrod: *got out of his car n got his bag as well, n chked out the apartment* Wow...Ur plc looks amazing *marveled at the designs despite this plc being a bit of a bachelor pod*
"It is better inside." he smiled. he locked up his car and showed him into the second floor apartment. "I have an upstairs too, but that is just the bedroom and office. The kitchen is to the right, then the dinning room and the living room."
Harrod: *explored the plc, it was a modern design, with a hint of old-fashion in it, a nice perfect blend of past n present, n he was definitely impressed wtih the kitchen* Ooh, I think I've found my fav plc *giggled*
"I thought so. Do you mind if have some wine? Would you like some?" He asked getting a bottle out of the fridge he had in there since the week before. He really should not be offering his student any liquor, but it would be find to offer a date some wine.
Harrod: *lucky for him, his alcohol tolerance were pretty decent* Sure. I havent had wine in a long time. Last time I had it was Christmas with my family. Now where do u keep ur apron? I might as well get started too
"I don't know if i have one. Check the left large drawer." he popped the cork and poured out of the wine into two classes before taking a sip. "Mmm. i so needed this."
Harrod: *went to the said drawer n found it, it looked pretty new, like it had nvr been used before, n the design looks almost Italian, giggled* Lemme guess, ur mother got u this?
"Possiablely." He grinned. "She likes to remind me of my roots and the fact that I am not married just yet."
Harrod: *chuckles as he put it on* Does she knw abt...well, abt ur sexual preference? *turned to face him* How do I look?
"Yes she knows that I am gay, but I think she still hopes that it is a faze or something like that and I will eventally bring home a girl to meet the family."
Harrod: *chuckles* Aftr some decades, I dont think it'll evr be a phase. My parents r sorta like hippies, so they're vry open abt me coming out. My sister came out too just last yr, n they're cool with it *chks the fridge* Let's see wat we hv here... *leans in a little, his ass sticking out for the full view*
Noah licked his lips. "I brought one home back in college, but while my mom was nice, she treated him like a friend, now like my boyfriend. And anything you want as long as you stay right there."
Harrod: *didnt knw he was being watched* Tht's too bad. I hope I could impress ur mom wen the time comes *picked the things he needed* There. I guess I can whip something up with these *walked off with the ingrdients n got started with cooking*
"Damn." He said, but then hopped up on the counter by the sink. "I am not sure how she would like meeting someone so young as you, but maybe it would help to tell her, 'Mom, I am older and still gay'."
Harrod: *chuckles* Maybe if she see me work my magic in the kitchen, she might take to me. My parents would prolly love u. Bt then again, they're hippies. They love everybody *chopped n sliced n diced like a pro*
"Will they mind me being your teacher?" he asked. He had never found cook to be sexy, but on Harrod it was. "Harrod, come here for moment."
Harrod: Naw, they wouldn't. My mom is technically half of my dad's age anyways *hears him calling* Huh? Wat is it? *comes to him without any suspicion*
Noah pulled him close between his legs and kissed him, stroking his cheeks. When he pulled back he looked him over. "One day i would love to see you cook without anything but the apron on." he grinned. "Now back to work." he picked up his wine and took a sip.
Harrod: *blushed super hard at the thought as he bked away, his lips slightly swollen frm the sudden kiss* M-Mr Matthews, I didnt knw u'd be tht kinky~ *went bk to work, tho his face was still beet red*
"If you use that tile again you might just see how kinky I can be." he chuckled. "What are you going to make?"
Harrod: *pouted teasingly n stuck his tongue out* It's a surprise. U go get urself busy n lemme work *carried on cooking, humming happily*
Noah jumped down from the counted and walked over, molding himself against Harrod. "Maybe i should so I don't jump you right now." He put a hand on the boy's hip. "You don't know what you do to me, Harry. I think about you all the time."
Harrod: *blushed hard* Hey~ Dont bother the cook~ Do something else, set the table or something. I dont wanna mess my first meal with u *playfully pushed him bk with his hips*
Noah groaned. "Please do that again." He chuckled but moved back. Maybe later on he could at least get Harrod to touch him, even thought his pants. he would gladly come in them if only to have the other touching him. He grabbed up plates and started to sit the table, bringing the wine over and pouring himself another glass.
Harrod: *couldnt let him see tht he was starting to hv a bit of a boner right now frm Noah's touches, tries to put his mind into cooking. Soon he had a fine Italian spread before Noah* I hope I did ur mother's cooking justice. U said u dont get to eat home-made Italian much, so yeah... *blushed a little as he took his glass n gestured for a drink too*
"You did it justice. You have never had an Italian Christmas. We have all pasta, no turkey in site." he grinned, and licked his lips. he started to dish up the food to both of them. "I hope i didn't make you uncomfortable back there. i just...sometimes i can not help you, and then you bend over and so that ass of yours off and I jsut blank on everything. I haven't felt like this in years."
Harrod: *still blushing, bt not as hard as before* W-Well, I nvr expected myself to hv such an effect on u. As u can see, I'm pretty plain n boring. N I've nvr got lucky throughout my entire teen life. I always end up being in the friend zone somehow wen I thought I was meeting The One.
"I don't think you are plain or borning. I would not risk everything for that. I would risk it for something special. And even though I sometimes can not control my body I am telling you I will not do anything to hurt you. If you want to go slowly then we will, but be warned I will use dirty talk." he licked his lips again, taking a bite. Very good, not is good at his mom's but she had years on him.
Harrod: I can pretty much tell, the way u being kinky n all tht *ate his food* Well? Did I do alright?
"Very good. Also as good as my mother's but way better than my attempts." he smiled. "And I am sorry if wanting to see you in nother by the apron is kinky. you should live in my head, you would think that was very tame."
Harrod: *laughs* Well, I look forward to see wat ur "tame" mind has in store for me
Silver Spoon-Chp9
Noah waited as everyone left the class room. He noticed that Harrod was worried about Mrister Denison. Tyler did look worse for wear, but Harrod's other friend would fingure it out. "Come with me to my office."
Harrod: *had watched Dustin left bt his mind couldnt get out of it, bt was brought bk to reality by Noah's voice n nodded* Y-Yes, sir... *followed behind him, his mind reeling abt wat could've happened to Tyler*
Noah entered his office and waited for the other to come in before he closed the door. "Do you know what is going on with Mister Denison."
Harrod: *shook his head as he dawdled ard the couch, not sure whether to sit or not* He seems to be coming bk to the dorm late or sometimes not at all, n we don't evn hv our occasional dine-outs anymore. I mean, no matter how busy he is, he would always make time to hv lunch or dinner with me, bt now... *sighed* I worry abt him, n I hope Dustin can figure it out. God knws he's better at talking than me, evn tho I'm his roomie...
"Well I was out with a couple of friends last night and I noticed he was chatting up an older fellow at the bar. Then I see him in class with a bruse to his face." He went behind his desk and sat down, motioning for Harrod to take a seat too. "He had never missed classes, at least that is what his other teachers have told me."
Harrod: *sat dwn for a while, then wen the idea sank in, he stood up again with a gasp in shock* U...U dont mean tht...tht he was being mugged n raped?!
"I don't know that, but I do susprect that could be the case. But I still don't know why he was chatting up an older man."
Harrod: *sat bk dwn, looking perplexed. There was no reason for his friend to be randomly chatting up old men, unless they were teachers or ppl who were important for his assignments, since he was practicing law n all, unless...No, it couldnt be. He shook his head at the thought of it*
"Harrod?" He asked, not liking how he looked.
Harrod: *looked up again bk at him, his face a little perplexed bt not as intense as before* Sorry, I'm just reli worried for him. He's my best bud n all. He rescued me frm being swindled by the sophomores during my first yr. I owe him quite a lot
"Express your worry for him, but do not push, or tell him what you suspect if you want him to talk to you."
Harrod: *nods n sighs* Alright, bt I'll ask it frm Dustin first. He'll prolly be able to tell me the gist of it, if he could get Ty to talk. They're always at each other's necks sometimes
"Well that was not the sole reason I wanted to talk to you, but it seemed like somethingthat need to be said."
Harrod: *blinked* So...wat other reason u wanted to talk to me? *the usual red tint on his face was present wen he was with Noah, evn tho its been a while since they've established their relationship*
"If you would like to stay over at my apartment tonight." He smiled, getting up from the chair and going over to Harrod on the couch.
Harrod: *blushed evn harder at the offer* U-U-U-Ur p-p-plc?? Umm, uhh, I, uhh... *was flustered as usual, stumbling in his own words*
"Only if you want to." He sat next to him, his hand sliding over Harrod's knee.
Harrod: *takes a deep breath to calm himself* Y-Yeah...I've been waiting for quite a while, I just wasnt sure if I'm ready *puts his hand on Noah's hand where it was* Now I do *smiled at him*
"I am glad. Will five be ok? I can make you some of my favorite dishes, and my made I mean order in." He smiled.
Harrod: *giggled* How abt I make it instead? Its been a while since I was behind a real home kitchen n I'm itching to cook for someone evr since I got enrolled here
"Are you sure?" He asked. "I want this to be nice for you. I don't want you to have to cook, even though I am inviting you over." He smiled.
Harrod: Oh, I'm quite sure. I've been meaning to want to do something nice to u. I've always imagined making home-cooked meals for u. N as I recall, u did tell me tht u can't cook as well as ur Italian mother does *grinned cheekily*
"True to all of the above." He smiled. "I am a bad cook." Noah leaned over and kissed his lips slowly.
Harrod: *kissed him bk. He was slowly getting used to kissing, tho he still needed a little bit more work, bt he was getting there* So I'll see u at 5 aftr ur final class for the day? I'll be waiting for u at the carpark. Dont worry. I'll keep it subtle
"Yes. I will see you then." Noah had hoped to so more than kiss, but he didn't want to push. He ran his hand up Harrod's leg before standing and moving back to his desk
Harrod: *was a little nervous tht he had ran his hand on his leg, bt he tried to keep his head as he left, looking forward to their date night together, wishing tht time could move faster*
"I will so you then, Harry." He smiled, trting not to be disapointed in himself. He was jsut a man and he had needs. But he should not be pushing those needs onto Harrod.
Harrod: *had watched Dustin left bt his mind couldnt get out of it, bt was brought bk to reality by Noah's voice n nodded* Y-Yes, sir... *followed behind him, his mind reeling abt wat could've happened to Tyler*
Noah entered his office and waited for the other to come in before he closed the door. "Do you know what is going on with Mister Denison."
Harrod: *shook his head as he dawdled ard the couch, not sure whether to sit or not* He seems to be coming bk to the dorm late or sometimes not at all, n we don't evn hv our occasional dine-outs anymore. I mean, no matter how busy he is, he would always make time to hv lunch or dinner with me, bt now... *sighed* I worry abt him, n I hope Dustin can figure it out. God knws he's better at talking than me, evn tho I'm his roomie...
"Well I was out with a couple of friends last night and I noticed he was chatting up an older fellow at the bar. Then I see him in class with a bruse to his face." He went behind his desk and sat down, motioning for Harrod to take a seat too. "He had never missed classes, at least that is what his other teachers have told me."
Harrod: *sat dwn for a while, then wen the idea sank in, he stood up again with a gasp in shock* U...U dont mean tht...tht he was being mugged n raped?!
"I don't know that, but I do susprect that could be the case. But I still don't know why he was chatting up an older man."
Harrod: *sat bk dwn, looking perplexed. There was no reason for his friend to be randomly chatting up old men, unless they were teachers or ppl who were important for his assignments, since he was practicing law n all, unless...No, it couldnt be. He shook his head at the thought of it*
"Harrod?" He asked, not liking how he looked.
Harrod: *looked up again bk at him, his face a little perplexed bt not as intense as before* Sorry, I'm just reli worried for him. He's my best bud n all. He rescued me frm being swindled by the sophomores during my first yr. I owe him quite a lot
"Express your worry for him, but do not push, or tell him what you suspect if you want him to talk to you."
Harrod: *nods n sighs* Alright, bt I'll ask it frm Dustin first. He'll prolly be able to tell me the gist of it, if he could get Ty to talk. They're always at each other's necks sometimes
"Well that was not the sole reason I wanted to talk to you, but it seemed like somethingthat need to be said."
Harrod: *blinked* So...wat other reason u wanted to talk to me? *the usual red tint on his face was present wen he was with Noah, evn tho its been a while since they've established their relationship*
"If you would like to stay over at my apartment tonight." He smiled, getting up from the chair and going over to Harrod on the couch.
Harrod: *blushed evn harder at the offer* U-U-U-Ur p-p-plc?? Umm, uhh, I, uhh... *was flustered as usual, stumbling in his own words*
"Only if you want to." He sat next to him, his hand sliding over Harrod's knee.
Harrod: *takes a deep breath to calm himself* Y-Yeah...I've been waiting for quite a while, I just wasnt sure if I'm ready *puts his hand on Noah's hand where it was* Now I do *smiled at him*
"I am glad. Will five be ok? I can make you some of my favorite dishes, and my made I mean order in." He smiled.
Harrod: *giggled* How abt I make it instead? Its been a while since I was behind a real home kitchen n I'm itching to cook for someone evr since I got enrolled here
"Are you sure?" He asked. "I want this to be nice for you. I don't want you to have to cook, even though I am inviting you over." He smiled.
Harrod: Oh, I'm quite sure. I've been meaning to want to do something nice to u. I've always imagined making home-cooked meals for u. N as I recall, u did tell me tht u can't cook as well as ur Italian mother does *grinned cheekily*
"True to all of the above." He smiled. "I am a bad cook." Noah leaned over and kissed his lips slowly.
Harrod: *kissed him bk. He was slowly getting used to kissing, tho he still needed a little bit more work, bt he was getting there* So I'll see u at 5 aftr ur final class for the day? I'll be waiting for u at the carpark. Dont worry. I'll keep it subtle
"Yes. I will see you then." Noah had hoped to so more than kiss, but he didn't want to push. He ran his hand up Harrod's leg before standing and moving back to his desk
Harrod: *was a little nervous tht he had ran his hand on his leg, bt he tried to keep his head as he left, looking forward to their date night together, wishing tht time could move faster*
"I will so you then, Harry." He smiled, trting not to be disapointed in himself. He was jsut a man and he had needs. But he should not be pushing those needs onto Harrod.
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*it had been almost a week since Tyler's monetary predicament. Harrod noticed tht he had been coming bk to the dorm late at night or sometimes not at all, n he seemed to hv started to come in late for classes, n Harrod noticed it moreso since they hv the same elective class together, n today he was late again. Tyler was nvr late for class, not evn once since first yr, n it was worrying him a little*
Noah was talking about a study involving twin brothers when Tyler came in. He had a bruse on the side of his face and looked too tired for class. "Mister Denison. I am glad you could make it. I hope you won't mind that from now on to email me when you are going to be late." He chastized the boy and turned back to the board.
Tyler just nodded and sat down, a little too heavy and nearly gasped at the pain. Last night had been so back that he hadn't wanted to come back to to the dorm and settled for staying the night with the man, which was proably worse than anything else he had done thus far.
Harrod: *saw the bruises n the pained look on his face n was definitely worried. He leaned to use his pen to poke Dustin sitting beside him, then jerked his head to make him look at Tyler once he got his attention*
Dustin: *looked up at the poke n saw Harrod jerked at Tyler's direction n saw wat Harrod saw. He frowned a little. It looked vry familiar, something he had seen during his childhood. He couldnt be exactly sure, bt he knew tht those wounds were not frm typical fighting. Giving a silent nod of acknowledgement at Harrod, he decided to confront him aftr class*
Noah contintued the class for another 20 mins before dismissing everyone but Harrod. "Mr. Masons. Will you come up to the front?"
Tyler was not out of the room as fast as he would have liked but he was out and walking like a normal person, even thought he ached everywhere.
Harrod: *nodded n came forward, watching as Tyler left n made eye contact with Dustin to follow him*
Dustin: *nodded n followed behind Tyler, catching up with him (tho surprised he was able to since he knew Tyler was a pretty good speedwalker)* Hey, Tyler. U alright there?
"Fine. I have to get back to my dorm." he said. his next class had been cancled due to the teach being sick.
Dustin: *went forward n impulsively grabbed Tyler's arm* Tyler, stop. I wanna talk to u. Will u stop running for once?
Tyler whimpered and tried yanking at his arm. "Let go, you have no right!"
Dustin: *doesn't let go bt doesnt hold him in a death grip either* Wen I see my friend being hurt like this *gestured at the bruise on his face* I hv the right to knw. Harrod's worried abt u too. So how's abt coming clean?
Tyler looked away. "Please let got. It hurts." he was surely have another set of hand bruses on his arm.
Dustin: *see the pained expression on his face n gently let him go* Talk to me, Tyler. R u OK? Tell me wat's wrong. If u can't do it for me, at least do it for Harrod
He wiped away tears that were spilling out. "We are not friends. If you think that fucking me once constituts friends then you are dead wrong." he took off running towards his dorm.
Dustin: *chased aftr him, n got in the room before he could close it at his face* C'mon, r u actually pissed abt tht? U asked for my help. N no, I dont consider us fucking to make us friends. We were already friends since the vry beginning wen I hung out with Harrod, u just didnt knw it. I'm trying to be nice to u here
Tyler flung his things on the bed. "I always that you where annoying." He got on the bed and pulled the covers over him. "Dustin I don't want to talk about it, least of all, with you."
Dustin: *raised a brow* Why not? Its not like we're tht much of a stranger *sat at the edge of the bed, testing out his theory tht he thought he had wen he first saw the wounds on Tyler in class* Tyler...Were u raped?
Tyler felt his bed dip and faught not to flinch. He let the question hang in the air as he wondere how to answer it. He could say yes, but that would not be true. He could say no and Dustin would no he was lying. So he went with the truth. "You can't rape the willing."
Dustin: *his eyes widened a little at tht answer, this was more than wat he had theorized* The willing...? U...U were escorting...?
He pulled the covers up over his head. "Just call it what it is. I was hooking, yes. I am whore."
Dustin: *found it a little hard to believe, the proud young man who aced amazingly in life now here admitting tht he was being an escort. He thought he was hearing things, bt the wounds were there, right before his face n the look on Tyler's face didnt seem like he was lying. Hell, he knew him enough tht he wouldnt joke abt this* W...Wat happened? Why did u do this...? *realized* Is...Is tht why u wanted my...my "help"?
He rolled over to face the wall. "I needed someone to trust to relieve me of my virginity. I knew it would hurt and I could not go through that with a stranger. You were just a means to an end."
Dustin: *felt a little hurt at hearing those last words, bt it wasnt his plc to flip out abt it. He could see he needed someone to talk to* U havent reli answered my question, Tyler. Why did u do this? Why did u become an escort?
Tyler sighed. "My father ran into some hard times and so he had to take my trust fund away to not go completely broke. I need a job, and flipping burgers was not goign to cut it. I needed a job that I could make a shit load of money. Do you know how much this school and law school is going to cost?"
Dustin: *remembered the career seminar he went to tht mentioned abt law schools n nodded* Yeah, I see wat u mean...So...is this gonna be long-term?
"Only untill I get enough money. Which at his rate will be my frist year in law school, giver or take."
Dustin: Harrod is worried abt u tho. Do u want me to let him knw abt this?
"No." He snaped. "Harrod is too innocent to understand." He turned to looked at him. "He will never know and you will never tell him. Understood?"
Dustin: Alright, alright *held up his hands in surrender* I won't tell him. Bt wat should I tell him wen he asks? U knw how persistent he can be sometimes
"I got mugged, or fell down the stairs, anything but I was being fucked by a guy that has an alergy to latex and apearently lube. He also likes to hold me down. If you think that will help him then by all means." He rolled back over, curling up slightly.
Dustin: *sighed n nodded* Alright, I'll knw wat to say to Harrod then *a long pause later* Do...u need help? I'm good if u need me
"I..." He bit his lip. He need help to apply some cream he got at the drugstore before going to school. He has run in to get a notebook and pen since he was not going to make it back to the dorm before class and he had still been late. But it was embarrassing to ask him to help apply the cream to certin areas of his body. He would also know exactly what the man did to him last night. "Will you promise to never tell another living soul?"
Dustin: *blinked before he nodded quietly* Cross my heart n hope to die. I will not tell a soul. U can trust me on tht
"I need help with some cream...it is made to sooth and help heal cut and scratches, but...I can't get to them." He swallowed what was left of his pride, trying not to cry.
Dustin: *was not expecting tht, bt didnt question it* Sure, no problem. Where do u keep tht cream? *looked ard the area*
He pulled it out of his pocket and gave it to him. "Can..can you turn around for a moment?" He asked. Which was stupid. He had had done much kinker things, with much more shamless people.
Dustin: *took the cream, nodded n turned ard. He was a prideful person, he'll give him tht, n he knew he needs to hang on watevr dignity he had left*
Tyler pushed off his pants, almost going back, but then his bottom was in contact with the bed and it hurt so much. He also had a 'date' that night and he could being moaning in pain during it.
"Ok, you can turn over." Tyler said as he rolled over on to his stomach and hid his face. He couldn't look at Dustin when he turned back. He knew his skin was a myrid of bruses, but fresh and old.
Dustin: *his breath caught in his throat as he saw all the bruises on his body. Has it been tht long since he became an escort? How is it tht he hadnt noticed? Trust this young man to hide things so well* Shit...Tht looks reli bad... *opened the container n got started* Well, bear with it a little bit, a'ight? Trust me. I wont hurt u intentionally *started applying the cream on all the sores one by one*
"I know you won't hurt me." But it did hurt. He hated to think would feel like when Dustin pus the cream inside him. He was still swollen from the last round his 'date' had given him. He bit on the pillow to not cry out.
Dustin: *tries to go as gentle as possible n sees more sores on Tyler's butt n pucker* Umm...U got quite a bit in ur ass. Is it...OK if I put cream there too?
"Yes. I have to meet someone to night."
Dustin: *nodded n took an elaborate amt of cream in his fingers before rubbing them on the sores on his ass, careful not to press too hard against Tyler's pucker as he spread the cream ard*
Tyler pick the pillow harder, screaming into it, but trying not to move. He knew it would hurt. He need it and still he was not prepared for it.
Dustin: Easy, Tyler, easy. Just take deep breaths. I'm almost done *finished putting cream on tht area n moved on to the rest* I bet ur wondering why I thought u were raped
"No. I could guess." He said, panting, just laying there. "The pain I was in, the bruse on my face. It would all seem logical that I was raped. But in relaity. He just liked to hit. Apprently I could never be good enough for his fantasy." He a tear ran down his face and he wiped it away.
Dustin: *sighed* Well, tht would be ur theory, bt its more closer to home than u think. I've seen it before. My mother was raped, n she looked exactly like how u look
Tyler reached to covering himself again. "I was not raped. I know what I was doing and I didn't say no." he said.
Dustin: Yeah, ur a strong-willed man. I knw u wouldnt do things unless u need to. *finished putting the cream* There. All done now. U sure ur gonna be OK later on?
"I wil lbe fine. This other man is nothing compared to last night's disaster." he said.
Dustin: At least let me pick u up aftr ur...session *suddenly felt like he reli needed to protect n be there for him, at least a little bit*
Tyler took a breath and blew it out. "I am not strong, Dustin. I falling a part at the seems." He closed his eyes as they started to tear up again. "I can't keep doing this."
Dustin: *his heart clenched at upon seeing Tyler's tears tht he couldnt help himself; he reached dwn to cuddle Tyler, hugging him close to his chest to soothe him watevr way he can* Its OK. Its OK. Let it out. Let it all out. I wont tell a soul
Tyler started to sob. He jsut couldn't stop. He clung to Dustin for all he was worth and let all the frustration, humiliation, and pain go out in hsi tears.
He cried for a good ten minutes before he was out of tears. He felt sprung out and numb, but it was the best feeling he had had in weeks.
Dustin: *let him cry on him for tht good 10 mins, rubbing his bk n whispered comforting sweet nothings to his ear as he rocked him to n fro. Once he was calmed, he stroke his hair* Feel better now?
"I feel numb, but yes I feel better." he nodded, still clinging to the other man.
Dustin: *smiled a bit* Its alright. Ur secret is safe with me. I'll carry it to my grave. I wish I could tell u not to go tonight, bt...I knw u. Wen u want to get things done, u'll see it thru. Bt...call me selfish bt...at least lemme come pick u up aftr ur deed
"Ok. I am meeting him at the motel on the edge of town. Just try to not let him see you. He get jealous really easy."
Dustin: *nods* I'll keep my distance. Just text me wen he's gone. I'll wait somewhere nearby. I dont hv any other classes for tonight anyways.
Tyler nodded. "I need to get some sleep before my mock trial meeting at noon." He yawned. "Please don't tell Harrod." He begged once again, before closing his eyes and falling alseep.
Dustin: *watched him fall asleep, n before he could stop himself, he leaned dwn to kiss Tyler's forehead n stroke his cheek* Don't worry. He wont knw a thing *got up n left the room*
Noah was talking about a study involving twin brothers when Tyler came in. He had a bruse on the side of his face and looked too tired for class. "Mister Denison. I am glad you could make it. I hope you won't mind that from now on to email me when you are going to be late." He chastized the boy and turned back to the board.
Tyler just nodded and sat down, a little too heavy and nearly gasped at the pain. Last night had been so back that he hadn't wanted to come back to to the dorm and settled for staying the night with the man, which was proably worse than anything else he had done thus far.
Harrod: *saw the bruises n the pained look on his face n was definitely worried. He leaned to use his pen to poke Dustin sitting beside him, then jerked his head to make him look at Tyler once he got his attention*
Dustin: *looked up at the poke n saw Harrod jerked at Tyler's direction n saw wat Harrod saw. He frowned a little. It looked vry familiar, something he had seen during his childhood. He couldnt be exactly sure, bt he knew tht those wounds were not frm typical fighting. Giving a silent nod of acknowledgement at Harrod, he decided to confront him aftr class*
Noah contintued the class for another 20 mins before dismissing everyone but Harrod. "Mr. Masons. Will you come up to the front?"
Tyler was not out of the room as fast as he would have liked but he was out and walking like a normal person, even thought he ached everywhere.
Harrod: *nodded n came forward, watching as Tyler left n made eye contact with Dustin to follow him*
Dustin: *nodded n followed behind Tyler, catching up with him (tho surprised he was able to since he knew Tyler was a pretty good speedwalker)* Hey, Tyler. U alright there?
"Fine. I have to get back to my dorm." he said. his next class had been cancled due to the teach being sick.
Dustin: *went forward n impulsively grabbed Tyler's arm* Tyler, stop. I wanna talk to u. Will u stop running for once?
Tyler whimpered and tried yanking at his arm. "Let go, you have no right!"
Dustin: *doesn't let go bt doesnt hold him in a death grip either* Wen I see my friend being hurt like this *gestured at the bruise on his face* I hv the right to knw. Harrod's worried abt u too. So how's abt coming clean?
Tyler looked away. "Please let got. It hurts." he was surely have another set of hand bruses on his arm.
Dustin: *see the pained expression on his face n gently let him go* Talk to me, Tyler. R u OK? Tell me wat's wrong. If u can't do it for me, at least do it for Harrod
He wiped away tears that were spilling out. "We are not friends. If you think that fucking me once constituts friends then you are dead wrong." he took off running towards his dorm.
Dustin: *chased aftr him, n got in the room before he could close it at his face* C'mon, r u actually pissed abt tht? U asked for my help. N no, I dont consider us fucking to make us friends. We were already friends since the vry beginning wen I hung out with Harrod, u just didnt knw it. I'm trying to be nice to u here
Tyler flung his things on the bed. "I always that you where annoying." He got on the bed and pulled the covers over him. "Dustin I don't want to talk about it, least of all, with you."
Dustin: *raised a brow* Why not? Its not like we're tht much of a stranger *sat at the edge of the bed, testing out his theory tht he thought he had wen he first saw the wounds on Tyler in class* Tyler...Were u raped?
Tyler felt his bed dip and faught not to flinch. He let the question hang in the air as he wondere how to answer it. He could say yes, but that would not be true. He could say no and Dustin would no he was lying. So he went with the truth. "You can't rape the willing."
Dustin: *his eyes widened a little at tht answer, this was more than wat he had theorized* The willing...? U...U were escorting...?
He pulled the covers up over his head. "Just call it what it is. I was hooking, yes. I am whore."
Dustin: *found it a little hard to believe, the proud young man who aced amazingly in life now here admitting tht he was being an escort. He thought he was hearing things, bt the wounds were there, right before his face n the look on Tyler's face didnt seem like he was lying. Hell, he knew him enough tht he wouldnt joke abt this* W...Wat happened? Why did u do this...? *realized* Is...Is tht why u wanted my...my "help"?
He rolled over to face the wall. "I needed someone to trust to relieve me of my virginity. I knew it would hurt and I could not go through that with a stranger. You were just a means to an end."
Dustin: *felt a little hurt at hearing those last words, bt it wasnt his plc to flip out abt it. He could see he needed someone to talk to* U havent reli answered my question, Tyler. Why did u do this? Why did u become an escort?
Tyler sighed. "My father ran into some hard times and so he had to take my trust fund away to not go completely broke. I need a job, and flipping burgers was not goign to cut it. I needed a job that I could make a shit load of money. Do you know how much this school and law school is going to cost?"
Dustin: *remembered the career seminar he went to tht mentioned abt law schools n nodded* Yeah, I see wat u mean...So...is this gonna be long-term?
"Only untill I get enough money. Which at his rate will be my frist year in law school, giver or take."
Dustin: Harrod is worried abt u tho. Do u want me to let him knw abt this?
"No." He snaped. "Harrod is too innocent to understand." He turned to looked at him. "He will never know and you will never tell him. Understood?"
Dustin: Alright, alright *held up his hands in surrender* I won't tell him. Bt wat should I tell him wen he asks? U knw how persistent he can be sometimes
"I got mugged, or fell down the stairs, anything but I was being fucked by a guy that has an alergy to latex and apearently lube. He also likes to hold me down. If you think that will help him then by all means." He rolled back over, curling up slightly.
Dustin: *sighed n nodded* Alright, I'll knw wat to say to Harrod then *a long pause later* Do...u need help? I'm good if u need me
"I..." He bit his lip. He need help to apply some cream he got at the drugstore before going to school. He has run in to get a notebook and pen since he was not going to make it back to the dorm before class and he had still been late. But it was embarrassing to ask him to help apply the cream to certin areas of his body. He would also know exactly what the man did to him last night. "Will you promise to never tell another living soul?"
Dustin: *blinked before he nodded quietly* Cross my heart n hope to die. I will not tell a soul. U can trust me on tht
"I need help with some cream...it is made to sooth and help heal cut and scratches, but...I can't get to them." He swallowed what was left of his pride, trying not to cry.
Dustin: *was not expecting tht, bt didnt question it* Sure, no problem. Where do u keep tht cream? *looked ard the area*
He pulled it out of his pocket and gave it to him. "Can..can you turn around for a moment?" He asked. Which was stupid. He had had done much kinker things, with much more shamless people.
Dustin: *took the cream, nodded n turned ard. He was a prideful person, he'll give him tht, n he knew he needs to hang on watevr dignity he had left*
Tyler pushed off his pants, almost going back, but then his bottom was in contact with the bed and it hurt so much. He also had a 'date' that night and he could being moaning in pain during it.
"Ok, you can turn over." Tyler said as he rolled over on to his stomach and hid his face. He couldn't look at Dustin when he turned back. He knew his skin was a myrid of bruses, but fresh and old.
Dustin: *his breath caught in his throat as he saw all the bruises on his body. Has it been tht long since he became an escort? How is it tht he hadnt noticed? Trust this young man to hide things so well* Shit...Tht looks reli bad... *opened the container n got started* Well, bear with it a little bit, a'ight? Trust me. I wont hurt u intentionally *started applying the cream on all the sores one by one*
"I know you won't hurt me." But it did hurt. He hated to think would feel like when Dustin pus the cream inside him. He was still swollen from the last round his 'date' had given him. He bit on the pillow to not cry out.
Dustin: *tries to go as gentle as possible n sees more sores on Tyler's butt n pucker* Umm...U got quite a bit in ur ass. Is it...OK if I put cream there too?
"Yes. I have to meet someone to night."
Dustin: *nodded n took an elaborate amt of cream in his fingers before rubbing them on the sores on his ass, careful not to press too hard against Tyler's pucker as he spread the cream ard*
Tyler pick the pillow harder, screaming into it, but trying not to move. He knew it would hurt. He need it and still he was not prepared for it.
Dustin: Easy, Tyler, easy. Just take deep breaths. I'm almost done *finished putting cream on tht area n moved on to the rest* I bet ur wondering why I thought u were raped
"No. I could guess." He said, panting, just laying there. "The pain I was in, the bruse on my face. It would all seem logical that I was raped. But in relaity. He just liked to hit. Apprently I could never be good enough for his fantasy." He a tear ran down his face and he wiped it away.
Dustin: *sighed* Well, tht would be ur theory, bt its more closer to home than u think. I've seen it before. My mother was raped, n she looked exactly like how u look
Tyler reached to covering himself again. "I was not raped. I know what I was doing and I didn't say no." he said.
Dustin: Yeah, ur a strong-willed man. I knw u wouldnt do things unless u need to. *finished putting the cream* There. All done now. U sure ur gonna be OK later on?
"I wil lbe fine. This other man is nothing compared to last night's disaster." he said.
Dustin: At least let me pick u up aftr ur...session *suddenly felt like he reli needed to protect n be there for him, at least a little bit*
Tyler took a breath and blew it out. "I am not strong, Dustin. I falling a part at the seems." He closed his eyes as they started to tear up again. "I can't keep doing this."
Dustin: *his heart clenched at upon seeing Tyler's tears tht he couldnt help himself; he reached dwn to cuddle Tyler, hugging him close to his chest to soothe him watevr way he can* Its OK. Its OK. Let it out. Let it all out. I wont tell a soul
Tyler started to sob. He jsut couldn't stop. He clung to Dustin for all he was worth and let all the frustration, humiliation, and pain go out in hsi tears.
He cried for a good ten minutes before he was out of tears. He felt sprung out and numb, but it was the best feeling he had had in weeks.
Dustin: *let him cry on him for tht good 10 mins, rubbing his bk n whispered comforting sweet nothings to his ear as he rocked him to n fro. Once he was calmed, he stroke his hair* Feel better now?
"I feel numb, but yes I feel better." he nodded, still clinging to the other man.
Dustin: *smiled a bit* Its alright. Ur secret is safe with me. I'll carry it to my grave. I wish I could tell u not to go tonight, bt...I knw u. Wen u want to get things done, u'll see it thru. Bt...call me selfish bt...at least lemme come pick u up aftr ur deed
"Ok. I am meeting him at the motel on the edge of town. Just try to not let him see you. He get jealous really easy."
Dustin: *nods* I'll keep my distance. Just text me wen he's gone. I'll wait somewhere nearby. I dont hv any other classes for tonight anyways.
Tyler nodded. "I need to get some sleep before my mock trial meeting at noon." He yawned. "Please don't tell Harrod." He begged once again, before closing his eyes and falling alseep.
Dustin: *watched him fall asleep, n before he could stop himself, he leaned dwn to kiss Tyler's forehead n stroke his cheek* Don't worry. He wont knw a thing *got up n left the room*
Silver Spoon-Chp 6
Tyler went to the atm to get money, but his whole bank acount had be closed. He thought that was odd so he called his Dad to get some answers.
Dad: *was at the office watching his things being moved n rearranged wen he got the call* Hello, Ty?
"Hey dad. I don't have any money in the back, what is going on?" He always had at least a hundred in there every week.
Dad: Damn, I was hoping they didnt hv do tht so quickly until u come bk for the hols. I'm sorry, Ty, bt ur going to be cut off. There's...been a bit of change in the firm
"What? Dad, that can be what about my trust fund?" Tyler was panicing and in front of everyone at the quad. He decided to start walking back to his room. "What happened?"
Dad: *sighed* Remember the case I told u I took to defend the Yuletide Plantation? The one with the espionage scandal btwn them n the Feast-a-lot Industries? Yeah, it turns out I picked the wrong team to represent n we lost. Yuletide was the one at fault all along, n they r dragging us dwn with them. They r getting their paybk one way or another n r attacking our firm at evry angle. I had to let go a lot of ppl n make some restructures to keep our firm n our reputation going. I had to close ur trust funds to make up for the payments. I can no longer support u, son. I'm sorry, Ty, bt ur gonna hv to be on ur own for now.
"On my own!" Tyler yelled. He stopped in a halway. "How that hell am I supose to do that?" He had never had a job in his life.
Dad: Find urself a job. Part-time job, work at the school, or outside. Ur a strong boy, Ty, I'm sure u can manage. Ur grandpa n I made our family wealth frm the ground up, frm nothing, I'm sure u can too. Oh, n u can't come home for now either. I dont want to give Yuletide any more leverage to hurt our family. I hv full confidence in u, Ty. I'll call u wen the coast is clear, OK? I gtg *hung up on him*
Tyler stood staring at his phone. He blinked twice before putting it in hsi pocket and ran to his room. He opened his laptop and reserched jobs. Which made the most, took the least experiance and for some reason he got on a site advertizing escorts. He did a littlem ore reserch and found out how much they could make. "Damn..." but it seems all the male escorts where for men, so he would have to let men fuck him....he was technaly a virgin in that aspect so he needed someone to show him what men liked...
Harrod: *just so happen to return to the room aftr another successful secret rendezvous with Noah, n was humming happily to himself as he put his stuff dwn on his table* Hello, Ty~ How was ur day~ *in an abnormally cheery mood*
"Hey..." no Harrod coudl not help him, the man was a white as snow, but...dear god it would make him sick to ask the man...but he need the money, but then the man could hold it over him and...fuck it, with out it he was screwed. "Uh where is Dustin's room?" He asked.
Harrod: Huh? Oh, he's at the West Wing of the dorm, 3rd floor to right, 4th room to ur left. Can't miss it~ *still in tht cheery mood as he got out his books n laptop to study, altho its pretty evident tht his brain was not going to be in on it*
"Kay, thanks." He went over to his wardrobe and opened it, but didn't let Harrod see as he took out a couple condoms and some lube that he had in the pocket of a jacket. He felt like he could vomit but he had to do this. He didn't have five bucks to his name. "I need to go get come air. See you in a bit." He dashed out the door and closed it before Harrod had a chance to answer.
Dad: *was at the office watching his things being moved n rearranged wen he got the call* Hello, Ty?
"Hey dad. I don't have any money in the back, what is going on?" He always had at least a hundred in there every week.
Dad: Damn, I was hoping they didnt hv do tht so quickly until u come bk for the hols. I'm sorry, Ty, bt ur going to be cut off. There's...been a bit of change in the firm
"What? Dad, that can be what about my trust fund?" Tyler was panicing and in front of everyone at the quad. He decided to start walking back to his room. "What happened?"
Dad: *sighed* Remember the case I told u I took to defend the Yuletide Plantation? The one with the espionage scandal btwn them n the Feast-a-lot Industries? Yeah, it turns out I picked the wrong team to represent n we lost. Yuletide was the one at fault all along, n they r dragging us dwn with them. They r getting their paybk one way or another n r attacking our firm at evry angle. I had to let go a lot of ppl n make some restructures to keep our firm n our reputation going. I had to close ur trust funds to make up for the payments. I can no longer support u, son. I'm sorry, Ty, bt ur gonna hv to be on ur own for now.
"On my own!" Tyler yelled. He stopped in a halway. "How that hell am I supose to do that?" He had never had a job in his life.
Dad: Find urself a job. Part-time job, work at the school, or outside. Ur a strong boy, Ty, I'm sure u can manage. Ur grandpa n I made our family wealth frm the ground up, frm nothing, I'm sure u can too. Oh, n u can't come home for now either. I dont want to give Yuletide any more leverage to hurt our family. I hv full confidence in u, Ty. I'll call u wen the coast is clear, OK? I gtg *hung up on him*
Tyler stood staring at his phone. He blinked twice before putting it in hsi pocket and ran to his room. He opened his laptop and reserched jobs. Which made the most, took the least experiance and for some reason he got on a site advertizing escorts. He did a littlem ore reserch and found out how much they could make. "Damn..." but it seems all the male escorts where for men, so he would have to let men fuck him....he was technaly a virgin in that aspect so he needed someone to show him what men liked...
Harrod: *just so happen to return to the room aftr another successful secret rendezvous with Noah, n was humming happily to himself as he put his stuff dwn on his table* Hello, Ty~ How was ur day~ *in an abnormally cheery mood*
"Hey..." no Harrod coudl not help him, the man was a white as snow, but...dear god it would make him sick to ask the man...but he need the money, but then the man could hold it over him and...fuck it, with out it he was screwed. "Uh where is Dustin's room?" He asked.
Harrod: Huh? Oh, he's at the West Wing of the dorm, 3rd floor to right, 4th room to ur left. Can't miss it~ *still in tht cheery mood as he got out his books n laptop to study, altho its pretty evident tht his brain was not going to be in on it*
"Kay, thanks." He went over to his wardrobe and opened it, but didn't let Harrod see as he took out a couple condoms and some lube that he had in the pocket of a jacket. He felt like he could vomit but he had to do this. He didn't have five bucks to his name. "I need to go get come air. See you in a bit." He dashed out the door and closed it before Harrod had a chance to answer.
Silver Spoon-Chp 5
Noah left his room, since he was staying on campus and walked over to the home ec building. It was still open and Noah whent right in. He knew this was going to in up back but thankfully he had wanked before coming.
Harrod: *had stayed bk n volunteered to clean the home ecs room he was in, wiping dwn the last counter as he hummed to himself, waiting anxiously for Noah to show up, occasionally stealing a glance at the two pastries he made for the class in the larder, hoping tht he would like wat he made*
Noah came into the room as Harrod was leaning over and showing his ass off perfectly. Noah stoped to admire it and time to stamp the image of him pressing up against Harrod out of his mind.
Harrod: *finished n straighten up, then turned to put the cloth away wen he saw Noah n jumped* M-M-Mr M-M-Matthews, ur h-hereeeaaaahhh!! *slipped n fell to the floor in shock*
Noah rushed over. "Are you alright?" He had been ready to tell him that Harrod could call him Noah in private but that went out the window when he fell. He knelt down to see if he was ok and another image flashed of Harrd under him, his mouth open in a moan and Noah had to swallow bakc a moan of his own.
Harrod: *got flustered as usual n tries to get up on his own* Ahaha, naw, I'm good. Just being my usual clumsy self, ahahaha~ Glad ur here! *quickly made it to the larder* I've made one for u. Here's our new pastry. I forgot wat the real name is, bt its basically something frm Italy, ur hometown. Here, try it. See if its good *served the pastry on the plate to him*
Noah got up and followed him. He looked at the pastery and then took a bite. It was really good. "I like it." He smiled.
Harrod: *smiled happily* Great! I was worried if I screwed up on the sugar...speaking of sugar, u got something on ur mouth *instinctively wet his thumb to wipe the icing sugar off Noah's corner of his mouth n sucked the sugar off his thumb, a habit he did with his younger siblings, until he blushed super hard wen he realized wat he had just done*
Noah's mind stop for a full couple seconds. ~Did he...yes...oh fuck..~ He was already going to hell, might as well just go all the way. He dropped the pastry and moved to kiss Harrod. His lips were just as sweet as the pastry had been bust so much more satisfying.
Harrod: *froze for a second wen he felt moist lips engulfing his, n the sweet taste of bread n icing in them too, then his brain finally woke up to realize he was being kissed. He didnt knw wat to do; he was a complete virgin evn at this stage, tht was his virgin kiss as well. All he could do was grip on Noah's shoulders n try to match his pace, his face going red n his breath in short gasps*
Noah put his arms around the other. He relized after a moment that Harrod did not know how to kiss. He pulled back a bit. "Follow what I do. Just relax." He kissed him again, pulling the other closer to his body.
Harrod: *his brain was already pretty much mush as he just relaxed n followed Noah's lead, kissing him as he did. He couldnt believe it, there he was in Noah's arms, making out like there was no tomorrow, with the man of his dreams. This has got to be heaven right abt now*
Finally his breain started to work again and Noah jumped back, breaking the kiss. "Oh god!" He said, panting and trying to will away an erection. "I didn't...I mean.." Dear god the boy was going to go to the Dean and get him fired and band from teaching oh god he was totally fuck.
Harrod: *was hving a bit of drool on the corner of his mouth n his lips were pretty swollen by the time they were done, n seeing Noah's face being flustered for a change was a nice pace* W-Wow... *tht was all he could say; he was totally not hating it at all*
"I...I better go." He said. He had a lot of packing to do, but his feet would not move.
Harrod: *hadnt expected tht kind of reaction n automatically reached out to grip Noah's sleeve* Umm...D-Dont go...I...I'm... *looked dwn on the floor, then remembered Tyler's advice* I...I'm in love with u! I mean...I think I do...I've been...hving a crush on u since first yr...Th-Tht's why...I joined ur class...and...and... *was starting to become a stuttering fool now*
Noah twitched when he was touched but didn't bolt like he really should. Harrod was just so beautiful when he stamared. Noah put his hand under the boy's chin and tilited up. "So you are not mad that I kissed you?"
Harrod: *shook his head* I...I've been wanting u to...since...since the first day I saw u... *blushed hard, feeling so embarrassed he could reli cry right now*
"You are without a doubt that most cray and beautiful person I have ever met." He leaned in for another kiss, pushing the other against the counter behind him and let his his hands roam over the other's body.
Harrod: *was a little nervous abt the touching n instinctively gripped his wrists, bt doesnt hesitate to kiss him bk*
Noah pulled back, their lips bearly touching. "Are you ok? Am I pushing too much?" He asked.
Harrod: *was a little disappointed at the stop* I...I dunno...I'm not sure if u r, coz...umm...well...I...I'm... *muttered under his breath* Still a virgin...
"Oh, well I kind of guessed. Not many people are experianced lovers and don't know how to kiss." He smiled. "You are gripping my hand pretty tight. Do you not want me to touch you?"
Harrod: S-Sorry *releases him* I...I'm just...I'm just kinda reli nervous, is all...Umm...just be gentle...?
"I was not going to hurt you, I just...you have such a squeezable ass, but I will keep my hands able the waist. You can touch where ever you want though. I am not shy." he smiled, "But I would like to kiss your neck. I promise not to leave a mark."
Harrod: *blushed at all the things Noah said, it was reli so erotic he could've sworn he was sporting a boner just by those words. Were experienced men all like this? He could learn a thing or two, if he doesnt die of cardiac arrest first. Trying hard to be bold, he whispered* I...I don't mind...if u touch me anywhere...u want...Bt I dunno where to start with u...N its OK to leave a mark...At least...I'll knw its not a dream...
"Oh it is not." He smiled. He took one of Harrod's hands and helped slip it in to his own back pocket. They other he put over his shoulder. "Be bold, Harrod. I won't bite unless you want me to." And with that he started to kiss his neck, his hands stayed on his back even though he really wanted to so lower. He needed to go slow with this one or risk scaring him off.
Harrod: *was a little hesitant wen he felt his hand touching Noah's ass thru the bkpocket, not sure wat to do, bt wen he felt him kiss his neck, feeling his lips n teeth on it, his breath hitched as his hands gripped a little, the hand on the ass gripping it too, almost sensually, in fact*
Noah moaned against his neck, nipping lightly. He murrmed agaisnt the other's neck, not really saying much. He gripped Harrod's shirt in his hand. "I am going to move my hand down." He said, and nipped at his ear as the hand slip down and on to his ass.
Harrod: *nodded as he panted a little, his hands a firm grip on Noah. His breath hitched again as he felt him touch his ass, n somehow to stop himself frm moaning out, he leaned forward to nip on Noah's neck, almost leaving a mark himself*
Noah hissed and ground his groin forward before he could stop. "Shit, sorry. I can't help myself around you." He whisperd. "I whis I could just go on my knees and worshop you properly."
Harrod: *blushed reli hard as he understood tht they were going "that direction". Should he accept? Should he blow him off? Bt if he did, he would nvr hear the end of Tyler, since Tyler was the one who told him to be bold n get laid already. Should he? Should he? No, he shouldn't...He reli shouldn't...* M-My...My roomie won't be in for tonight...He's off to some law camp... *couldnt believe he just said tht*
Noah smiled against his neck. "No, Harrod." He said. "Can I call you Harry? I think we should take this slow as much as I want to, you are still a virgin and I do not what to push you into anything you don't want. Lets take it slow and besides if we where to do this, I would sugest my place, not yours." He said.
Harrod: *blushed at the thought of being at Noah's plc, smiled n nodded* Harry or Har would be alright, n...yeah, maybe we should go slow. I do look forward to be at ur plc tho. I...umm...If its OK...Can we...kiss again?
"Anyhting you want, Harry." He smiled, leaning back in for a kiss.
Harrod: *had stayed bk n volunteered to clean the home ecs room he was in, wiping dwn the last counter as he hummed to himself, waiting anxiously for Noah to show up, occasionally stealing a glance at the two pastries he made for the class in the larder, hoping tht he would like wat he made*
Noah came into the room as Harrod was leaning over and showing his ass off perfectly. Noah stoped to admire it and time to stamp the image of him pressing up against Harrod out of his mind.
Harrod: *finished n straighten up, then turned to put the cloth away wen he saw Noah n jumped* M-M-Mr M-M-Matthews, ur h-hereeeaaaahhh!! *slipped n fell to the floor in shock*
Noah rushed over. "Are you alright?" He had been ready to tell him that Harrod could call him Noah in private but that went out the window when he fell. He knelt down to see if he was ok and another image flashed of Harrd under him, his mouth open in a moan and Noah had to swallow bakc a moan of his own.
Harrod: *got flustered as usual n tries to get up on his own* Ahaha, naw, I'm good. Just being my usual clumsy self, ahahaha~ Glad ur here! *quickly made it to the larder* I've made one for u. Here's our new pastry. I forgot wat the real name is, bt its basically something frm Italy, ur hometown. Here, try it. See if its good *served the pastry on the plate to him*
Noah got up and followed him. He looked at the pastery and then took a bite. It was really good. "I like it." He smiled.
Harrod: *smiled happily* Great! I was worried if I screwed up on the sugar...speaking of sugar, u got something on ur mouth *instinctively wet his thumb to wipe the icing sugar off Noah's corner of his mouth n sucked the sugar off his thumb, a habit he did with his younger siblings, until he blushed super hard wen he realized wat he had just done*
Noah's mind stop for a full couple seconds. ~Did he...yes...oh fuck..~ He was already going to hell, might as well just go all the way. He dropped the pastry and moved to kiss Harrod. His lips were just as sweet as the pastry had been bust so much more satisfying.
Harrod: *froze for a second wen he felt moist lips engulfing his, n the sweet taste of bread n icing in them too, then his brain finally woke up to realize he was being kissed. He didnt knw wat to do; he was a complete virgin evn at this stage, tht was his virgin kiss as well. All he could do was grip on Noah's shoulders n try to match his pace, his face going red n his breath in short gasps*
Noah put his arms around the other. He relized after a moment that Harrod did not know how to kiss. He pulled back a bit. "Follow what I do. Just relax." He kissed him again, pulling the other closer to his body.
Harrod: *his brain was already pretty much mush as he just relaxed n followed Noah's lead, kissing him as he did. He couldnt believe it, there he was in Noah's arms, making out like there was no tomorrow, with the man of his dreams. This has got to be heaven right abt now*
Finally his breain started to work again and Noah jumped back, breaking the kiss. "Oh god!" He said, panting and trying to will away an erection. "I didn't...I mean.." Dear god the boy was going to go to the Dean and get him fired and band from teaching oh god he was totally fuck.
Harrod: *was hving a bit of drool on the corner of his mouth n his lips were pretty swollen by the time they were done, n seeing Noah's face being flustered for a change was a nice pace* W-Wow... *tht was all he could say; he was totally not hating it at all*
"I...I better go." He said. He had a lot of packing to do, but his feet would not move.
Harrod: *hadnt expected tht kind of reaction n automatically reached out to grip Noah's sleeve* Umm...D-Dont go...I...I'm... *looked dwn on the floor, then remembered Tyler's advice* I...I'm in love with u! I mean...I think I do...I've been...hving a crush on u since first yr...Th-Tht's why...I joined ur class...and...and... *was starting to become a stuttering fool now*
Noah twitched when he was touched but didn't bolt like he really should. Harrod was just so beautiful when he stamared. Noah put his hand under the boy's chin and tilited up. "So you are not mad that I kissed you?"
Harrod: *shook his head* I...I've been wanting u to...since...since the first day I saw u... *blushed hard, feeling so embarrassed he could reli cry right now*
"You are without a doubt that most cray and beautiful person I have ever met." He leaned in for another kiss, pushing the other against the counter behind him and let his his hands roam over the other's body.
Harrod: *was a little nervous abt the touching n instinctively gripped his wrists, bt doesnt hesitate to kiss him bk*
Noah pulled back, their lips bearly touching. "Are you ok? Am I pushing too much?" He asked.
Harrod: *was a little disappointed at the stop* I...I dunno...I'm not sure if u r, coz...umm...well...I...I'm... *muttered under his breath* Still a virgin...
"Oh, well I kind of guessed. Not many people are experianced lovers and don't know how to kiss." He smiled. "You are gripping my hand pretty tight. Do you not want me to touch you?"
Harrod: S-Sorry *releases him* I...I'm just...I'm just kinda reli nervous, is all...Umm...just be gentle...?
"I was not going to hurt you, I just...you have such a squeezable ass, but I will keep my hands able the waist. You can touch where ever you want though. I am not shy." he smiled, "But I would like to kiss your neck. I promise not to leave a mark."
Harrod: *blushed at all the things Noah said, it was reli so erotic he could've sworn he was sporting a boner just by those words. Were experienced men all like this? He could learn a thing or two, if he doesnt die of cardiac arrest first. Trying hard to be bold, he whispered* I...I don't mind...if u touch me anywhere...u want...Bt I dunno where to start with u...N its OK to leave a mark...At least...I'll knw its not a dream...
"Oh it is not." He smiled. He took one of Harrod's hands and helped slip it in to his own back pocket. They other he put over his shoulder. "Be bold, Harrod. I won't bite unless you want me to." And with that he started to kiss his neck, his hands stayed on his back even though he really wanted to so lower. He needed to go slow with this one or risk scaring him off.
Harrod: *was a little hesitant wen he felt his hand touching Noah's ass thru the bkpocket, not sure wat to do, bt wen he felt him kiss his neck, feeling his lips n teeth on it, his breath hitched as his hands gripped a little, the hand on the ass gripping it too, almost sensually, in fact*
Noah moaned against his neck, nipping lightly. He murrmed agaisnt the other's neck, not really saying much. He gripped Harrod's shirt in his hand. "I am going to move my hand down." He said, and nipped at his ear as the hand slip down and on to his ass.
Harrod: *nodded as he panted a little, his hands a firm grip on Noah. His breath hitched again as he felt him touch his ass, n somehow to stop himself frm moaning out, he leaned forward to nip on Noah's neck, almost leaving a mark himself*
Noah hissed and ground his groin forward before he could stop. "Shit, sorry. I can't help myself around you." He whisperd. "I whis I could just go on my knees and worshop you properly."
Harrod: *blushed reli hard as he understood tht they were going "that direction". Should he accept? Should he blow him off? Bt if he did, he would nvr hear the end of Tyler, since Tyler was the one who told him to be bold n get laid already. Should he? Should he? No, he shouldn't...He reli shouldn't...* M-My...My roomie won't be in for tonight...He's off to some law camp... *couldnt believe he just said tht*
Noah smiled against his neck. "No, Harrod." He said. "Can I call you Harry? I think we should take this slow as much as I want to, you are still a virgin and I do not what to push you into anything you don't want. Lets take it slow and besides if we where to do this, I would sugest my place, not yours." He said.
Harrod: *blushed at the thought of being at Noah's plc, smiled n nodded* Harry or Har would be alright, n...yeah, maybe we should go slow. I do look forward to be at ur plc tho. I...umm...If its OK...Can we...kiss again?
"Anyhting you want, Harry." He smiled, leaning back in for a kiss.
Silver Spoon-Chp 4
Another failed date with a less than interesting man and Noah was feeling shitty. After his 11 am class he went for the campus coffe shop to have a grande mocha and to people watch. he couldn't stop thinking about that boy, Harrod in hsi class. He was smart boy and really did not need his class. he was attntive and listen well. He also nearly blushed each time Noah praised him. He was half sure that the boy was crushing on him, but he was a teacher. He couldn't ruin his life like that, but after bozo number three...
Harrod: *had just finished his major class n was on his way to the library to get some reading done. He walked past the campus coffee shop n as luck would hv it, he bumped against a group of jocks who weren't looking where they were going n made him drop all his books n papers he was holding. The jocks just laughed n gave an unapologetic sorry n moved on, not helping him. He sighed as he knelt dwn to pick his stuff up*
Noah saw that kid. Why did he always have to be around...then the books fell. He remembered being that kid that the jocks loved to bully. He got up and went over to help him. "They have no respect for the smart ones." Noah said kneeling down to help him.
Harrod: *started a little, his breath hitched as he saw Noah right there, helping him with his stuff* M-M-Mr Matthews!! Errr...Erm, it's...Its OK! I'm used to it! Pls dont trouble urself, I can do it myself! *becoming flustered again as he flailed ard trying to get his things by himself*
"It's alright." he said, helping him, then standing up. "I had nother better to do." He smiled.
Harrod: *blushed real hard as he got all his things, then pretended to be vry interested in his shoes* Umm...Thank u vry much, sir...Sorry to trouble u. This happens quite often, I'm pretty much immune to it...Umm... *sees a bit of coffee stain on the cuff of his sleeve* U got something on ur sleeve *took out a wet wipe he tend to carry ard, especially wen he needs to hv his hands clean for cooking n tried to get rid of the stain*
"Oh, don't worry about it. It is an old shirt." He shrugged it odd. "You are no trouble, Mr. Mason." He said. "Care to join me? Unless you were headed somewhere else."
Harrod: W-W-Well, I was going to the library...bt there is no rush, n I've got only one evening class later...I...I guess I could join u... *tries to tak Tyler's advice in being bolder in front of Noah*
"Sure." He shows him over to his table. "So what major or you? I know you are not my department. I know most of the kids that are."
Harrod: *followed his lead n sat with him at the table, not sure if he should order or not* Umm...I'm...I'm home economics major actually...n minor in food science...
"Ah a cooks I see. I am terrible at cooking. I mostly order take out so." He shrugged. "What is you favorite to cook."
Harrod: *smiled as he sorta struck a chord* I love cooking French actually, a little bit of Italian, bt my first love would be pastries. I've always wanted to hv a bakery/cafe of my own n I could make delicious food for my customers to enjoy... *realized he was suddenly all so enthusiastic n slowed dwn* Sorry, am I boring u?
"No, not at all. I am actually Italian on my mother's side. I love her cooking but I can't cook so I only get it about three times at year. And I think it is nice to have a dream. I could see you in a bakery. You would have course have to give me half price pastries."
Harrod: *blushed n chuckles* Haha, of course, I would totally give u evn for free. U can drop by my shop anytime n I'd give u a free sample or the first taste. *the way he smiled was so refreshing n innocent, almost made him beautiful-looking*
"I can't wait. I love food." He really was stunning. ~Now get yourself together. He is our student and that is WRONG!....but so right...~
Harrod: *decided tht it was more or less his chance n blurted out* I'm trying a new pastry n I'll be making it later this evening so if it's OK if u come to the home ecs room wen evryone is gone n u can come n taste it to see if its OK? *seemed to hv said it all in one breath*
~No, No , N..~ "Sure. I would love to taste it. Say about seven?" He asked. He was so fucked.
Harrod: *blushes hard* O-O-OK, I'll...I'll see u then... *finished his glass of complimentary plain water n got up* I...I look forward to it... *walks off to the library, feeling so much refreshed now*
Harrod: *had just finished his major class n was on his way to the library to get some reading done. He walked past the campus coffee shop n as luck would hv it, he bumped against a group of jocks who weren't looking where they were going n made him drop all his books n papers he was holding. The jocks just laughed n gave an unapologetic sorry n moved on, not helping him. He sighed as he knelt dwn to pick his stuff up*
Noah saw that kid. Why did he always have to be around...then the books fell. He remembered being that kid that the jocks loved to bully. He got up and went over to help him. "They have no respect for the smart ones." Noah said kneeling down to help him.
Harrod: *started a little, his breath hitched as he saw Noah right there, helping him with his stuff* M-M-Mr Matthews!! Errr...Erm, it's...Its OK! I'm used to it! Pls dont trouble urself, I can do it myself! *becoming flustered again as he flailed ard trying to get his things by himself*
"It's alright." he said, helping him, then standing up. "I had nother better to do." He smiled.
Harrod: *blushed real hard as he got all his things, then pretended to be vry interested in his shoes* Umm...Thank u vry much, sir...Sorry to trouble u. This happens quite often, I'm pretty much immune to it...Umm... *sees a bit of coffee stain on the cuff of his sleeve* U got something on ur sleeve *took out a wet wipe he tend to carry ard, especially wen he needs to hv his hands clean for cooking n tried to get rid of the stain*
"Oh, don't worry about it. It is an old shirt." He shrugged it odd. "You are no trouble, Mr. Mason." He said. "Care to join me? Unless you were headed somewhere else."
Harrod: W-W-Well, I was going to the library...bt there is no rush, n I've got only one evening class later...I...I guess I could join u... *tries to tak Tyler's advice in being bolder in front of Noah*
"Sure." He shows him over to his table. "So what major or you? I know you are not my department. I know most of the kids that are."
Harrod: *followed his lead n sat with him at the table, not sure if he should order or not* Umm...I'm...I'm home economics major actually...n minor in food science...
"Ah a cooks I see. I am terrible at cooking. I mostly order take out so." He shrugged. "What is you favorite to cook."
Harrod: *smiled as he sorta struck a chord* I love cooking French actually, a little bit of Italian, bt my first love would be pastries. I've always wanted to hv a bakery/cafe of my own n I could make delicious food for my customers to enjoy... *realized he was suddenly all so enthusiastic n slowed dwn* Sorry, am I boring u?
"No, not at all. I am actually Italian on my mother's side. I love her cooking but I can't cook so I only get it about three times at year. And I think it is nice to have a dream. I could see you in a bakery. You would have course have to give me half price pastries."
Harrod: *blushed n chuckles* Haha, of course, I would totally give u evn for free. U can drop by my shop anytime n I'd give u a free sample or the first taste. *the way he smiled was so refreshing n innocent, almost made him beautiful-looking*
"I can't wait. I love food." He really was stunning. ~Now get yourself together. He is our student and that is WRONG!....but so right...~
Harrod: *decided tht it was more or less his chance n blurted out* I'm trying a new pastry n I'll be making it later this evening so if it's OK if u come to the home ecs room wen evryone is gone n u can come n taste it to see if its OK? *seemed to hv said it all in one breath*
~No, No , N..~ "Sure. I would love to taste it. Say about seven?" He asked. He was so fucked.
Harrod: *blushes hard* O-O-OK, I'll...I'll see u then... *finished his glass of complimentary plain water n got up* I...I look forward to it... *walks off to the library, feeling so much refreshed now*
Saturday, December 3, 2016
Silver Spoon-Chp 3
*night soon came, n as promised, Harrod went to the local restaurant nearby the college to hv his dinner with Tyler, n he texted him where he was before he waited, ordering himself a drink while he did*
Tyler came up soon after, lookiong tired but smiling. "Hey, you have not ordered yet have you?" He caught a near by waitress and ordered.
Harrod: Hey, I thought u were going to ditch, so I didnt want to waste the chef's time *looked thru the menu n made his order as well* How was ur day? I knw u had a long day, bt how was it?
"Long and hard, but you know. Law school is going to be worse and as my dad always said, you can sleep when your dead." He shruged. "I had three of my six classes today and tonight I need to get started on my stats homework. how was your day?"
Harrod: Good. Home ecs was a blast. Baked something new today. Wanted to let u sample some bt outside food not allowed here. I've saved it n its in our room right now. Day just got mighty better now tht I got to speak with Noah Matthews *smiled happily u could almost imagine him sparkle*
"Dear lord you are like a love sick puppy." He rolled his eyes. "Just tell him you want to bone him and get it over with. You will feel much better after you do."
Harrod: *blushed super hard n was pretty flustered* N-N-No way~! I can't do tht~! He would just run away n avoid me n all tht n I'll nvr see him evr again~! Why would u suggest something like tht~?
"Cause you need to get laid, and if that is the one, then go for it. Remember last year when I brought that blone home and you had to sit outside the room until I was down? Well with him, you can go to his place." He grinned. Harrod would never do that in a million years. "Be adventuious, take chances and get an A in the class."
Harrod: *blushed n just nodded quietly as their order finally arrived; getting A was a no-brainer, home ecs was his first n foremost beloved subject as he wanted to open his own bakery/cafe of his own, n he had been faring well since his first yr, bt there was no way he was able to score with Noah, as he was just way too green in the love dept n a complete virgin at tht. He wouldnt evn knw where to start*
Tyler started eating. "Or you could just for get about him and focus on work. That is what I wold do." He shrugged.
Harrod: *pouts* Ur cold, u knw tht? No wonder u nvr got laid *ate his food*
"Oh I get laid anytime I want to. You are just not around." He smiled and started to each. "Come on. If you like him go to his office hours. Talk with him, find out if he is gay then make your move. You are a good looking kid."
Harrod: D-Do u reli think so? Am I reli tht good-looking?
Dustin: *out of the blue* Good-looking enough to be my practice model. Howdy! Wat a coincidence, fancy seeing u guys here *waved at them with a naughty grin*
Tyler glared at him. "I thought I said you where not invited." Tyler turned his face to look at Harrod. "Tell him to go away."
Dustin: Aww, dont be such a spoilsport! I just so happened to be here. U wouldnt chase me away now, would u, old buddy, old pal? *gave a mock doe eyes at Harrod*
Harrod: W-Well...Its been a while since we three hung out together...
Dustin: Great! Its settled then! *dragged a chair n sat with them, n made his order*
Tyler glared at Harrod. "Traitor." He said under his breath and refushed to look at Dustin.
Dustin: So~ How's it hanging? U guys had a great first day?
Harrod: *felt a little awkward for Tyler, bt tries to lighten up the situation* It was alright. I made a new recipe today, n we got a pretty interesting syllabus ahead of us. Tyler got a jam-packed schedule as usual
Dustin: Ah, the evr studious, hard-working valedictorian of Benson College. Will wonders nvr cease? *grinned at his own sarcasm*
"At least I have a future. What will you be doing with your degree? Drawing the Sunday comics to entertain the idoits? Or maybe you will design the next for dummies book. I on the other hand will repersent companies that will ten times what ever menial job you get."
Dustin: *raised a brow* U'd be surprised how much artists like us earn on this so-called "menial" jobs. N ur right, I do plan to draw comics, no, correction, GRAPHIC NOVELS. Hah, those idiots u call them would pay big money for the stuff I'll draw, n besides, I'm already being booked to be contracted as a storyboard artist in...wait for it... *paused for dramatic effect* Think Tank Productions
Harrod: *gasped* No way! Think Tank Productions?? The movie company tht made those award-winning movies like Slip-Slope Mountain, Lord of the Kings and the Barry Lotter franchise? THE movie company tht won the Brundy awards for Best Movie for Dunkin' Drawnuts??
Dustin: The one n the same *grins smugly*
"Please, like my father would ever repersent an entertanment company. We only deal with real business." He said, pushing his half eaten plate aside. "Art could never even come close to Law. It is one of the oldest profetions."
Dustin: I beg to differ. Leonardo da Vinci n all other artists during the Renissance area were ard way longer than lawyers came to the picture. Hell, dude, evn cave drawings were older n came first before law evn existed. Beat tht, hah!
Harrod: *was sensing a bit of heated debate going on tht might lead to a fight n tried to pacify them* Err...Guys, guys, it's alright. Ur both right in a way, let's not fight...
"I can. Law was created by the Romans long before the Renissance. You need to go back to high school histry class."
Dustin: Obviously u need ur ears chked bcoz I just totally said tht cave drawings existed WAY before law evn existed. I dont hear any Roman cavemen now, do we? *was glaring n growling at him*
Harrod: *sees the waiter bring the food* Ah, Dustin! Ur food's here!
Dustin: *sees his food being served n sat bk dwn, bt not before leaving a last glare at Tyler n gobbed dwn his food*
"Pig." he stood up and dropped some cash. "Harrod I am done. If you want to stay here with his neanderthal, then you can. I am leaving." he said, snearing at Dustin before stomping out.
Harrod: T-Tyler~ *pouts at Dustin* Why do u always hv to go neck to neck with Tyler? We're supposed to be best friends~
Dustin: Hmph! He started it *continued eating his food* N I still need u for modelling. Clay sculpture this time
Harrod: Eehh~? Geez, ur impossible~
Tyler came up soon after, lookiong tired but smiling. "Hey, you have not ordered yet have you?" He caught a near by waitress and ordered.
Harrod: Hey, I thought u were going to ditch, so I didnt want to waste the chef's time *looked thru the menu n made his order as well* How was ur day? I knw u had a long day, bt how was it?
"Long and hard, but you know. Law school is going to be worse and as my dad always said, you can sleep when your dead." He shruged. "I had three of my six classes today and tonight I need to get started on my stats homework. how was your day?"
Harrod: Good. Home ecs was a blast. Baked something new today. Wanted to let u sample some bt outside food not allowed here. I've saved it n its in our room right now. Day just got mighty better now tht I got to speak with Noah Matthews *smiled happily u could almost imagine him sparkle*
"Dear lord you are like a love sick puppy." He rolled his eyes. "Just tell him you want to bone him and get it over with. You will feel much better after you do."
Harrod: *blushed super hard n was pretty flustered* N-N-No way~! I can't do tht~! He would just run away n avoid me n all tht n I'll nvr see him evr again~! Why would u suggest something like tht~?
"Cause you need to get laid, and if that is the one, then go for it. Remember last year when I brought that blone home and you had to sit outside the room until I was down? Well with him, you can go to his place." He grinned. Harrod would never do that in a million years. "Be adventuious, take chances and get an A in the class."
Harrod: *blushed n just nodded quietly as their order finally arrived; getting A was a no-brainer, home ecs was his first n foremost beloved subject as he wanted to open his own bakery/cafe of his own, n he had been faring well since his first yr, bt there was no way he was able to score with Noah, as he was just way too green in the love dept n a complete virgin at tht. He wouldnt evn knw where to start*
Tyler started eating. "Or you could just for get about him and focus on work. That is what I wold do." He shrugged.
Harrod: *pouts* Ur cold, u knw tht? No wonder u nvr got laid *ate his food*
"Oh I get laid anytime I want to. You are just not around." He smiled and started to each. "Come on. If you like him go to his office hours. Talk with him, find out if he is gay then make your move. You are a good looking kid."
Harrod: D-Do u reli think so? Am I reli tht good-looking?
Dustin: *out of the blue* Good-looking enough to be my practice model. Howdy! Wat a coincidence, fancy seeing u guys here *waved at them with a naughty grin*
Tyler glared at him. "I thought I said you where not invited." Tyler turned his face to look at Harrod. "Tell him to go away."
Dustin: Aww, dont be such a spoilsport! I just so happened to be here. U wouldnt chase me away now, would u, old buddy, old pal? *gave a mock doe eyes at Harrod*
Harrod: W-Well...Its been a while since we three hung out together...
Dustin: Great! Its settled then! *dragged a chair n sat with them, n made his order*
Tyler glared at Harrod. "Traitor." He said under his breath and refushed to look at Dustin.
Dustin: So~ How's it hanging? U guys had a great first day?
Harrod: *felt a little awkward for Tyler, bt tries to lighten up the situation* It was alright. I made a new recipe today, n we got a pretty interesting syllabus ahead of us. Tyler got a jam-packed schedule as usual
Dustin: Ah, the evr studious, hard-working valedictorian of Benson College. Will wonders nvr cease? *grinned at his own sarcasm*
"At least I have a future. What will you be doing with your degree? Drawing the Sunday comics to entertain the idoits? Or maybe you will design the next for dummies book. I on the other hand will repersent companies that will ten times what ever menial job you get."
Dustin: *raised a brow* U'd be surprised how much artists like us earn on this so-called "menial" jobs. N ur right, I do plan to draw comics, no, correction, GRAPHIC NOVELS. Hah, those idiots u call them would pay big money for the stuff I'll draw, n besides, I'm already being booked to be contracted as a storyboard artist in...wait for it... *paused for dramatic effect* Think Tank Productions
Harrod: *gasped* No way! Think Tank Productions?? The movie company tht made those award-winning movies like Slip-Slope Mountain, Lord of the Kings and the Barry Lotter franchise? THE movie company tht won the Brundy awards for Best Movie for Dunkin' Drawnuts??
Dustin: The one n the same *grins smugly*
"Please, like my father would ever repersent an entertanment company. We only deal with real business." He said, pushing his half eaten plate aside. "Art could never even come close to Law. It is one of the oldest profetions."
Dustin: I beg to differ. Leonardo da Vinci n all other artists during the Renissance area were ard way longer than lawyers came to the picture. Hell, dude, evn cave drawings were older n came first before law evn existed. Beat tht, hah!
Harrod: *was sensing a bit of heated debate going on tht might lead to a fight n tried to pacify them* Err...Guys, guys, it's alright. Ur both right in a way, let's not fight...
"I can. Law was created by the Romans long before the Renissance. You need to go back to high school histry class."
Dustin: Obviously u need ur ears chked bcoz I just totally said tht cave drawings existed WAY before law evn existed. I dont hear any Roman cavemen now, do we? *was glaring n growling at him*
Harrod: *sees the waiter bring the food* Ah, Dustin! Ur food's here!
Dustin: *sees his food being served n sat bk dwn, bt not before leaving a last glare at Tyler n gobbed dwn his food*
"Pig." he stood up and dropped some cash. "Harrod I am done. If you want to stay here with his neanderthal, then you can. I am leaving." he said, snearing at Dustin before stomping out.
Harrod: T-Tyler~ *pouts at Dustin* Why do u always hv to go neck to neck with Tyler? We're supposed to be best friends~
Dustin: Hmph! He started it *continued eating his food* N I still need u for modelling. Clay sculpture this time
Harrod: Eehh~? Geez, ur impossible~
Silver Spoon-Chp 2
Dustin: *managed to get his much needed shut eye bk in his dorm, n then wen he woke up, he realized tht he had slept thru a bunch of classes till noon. He then remembered tht Tyler had his mock trial club at noon, n he remembered those kind of mock trials, the public were encouraged to attend n watch the debate. He shrugged n thought "Wat the hell" n decided to attend it, just to see wat interesting things Tyler could bring onto the court table this time. It was a decent crowd wen he got there, n finding out tht Tyler was the prosecutor in this round, he went n sat at where he could get a good view of him*
Tyler loved his mock trials, even the ones like the one he was in now. It was just between teams with in the club. He was talking to his 'client' which was one of his best friends in the club and also a total duche, when he noticed, out of the corner of his eyes Dustin, Harrod's friend. What was he doing here?
Dustin: *gave a tiny wave n a "Got get 'em" thumbs-up as he sat there to watch the trial. He had to admit, as cute as Harrod was, Tyler was still much more handsome, n the way he went abt with his speech n his questioning, the way he asserted himself n almost ruled the courtroom, felt rather intriguing n boldly sexy, as if he was seeing Tyler trying to challenge him into breaking him n take him on* Challenge accepted *muttered to himself*
Tyler gave him a smile and nodded. He ran a hand through his short brown hair to make sure it was not sticking up and sat down, waiting for the trial to start. When is did Tyler when first laying out his case in the opening speech to the jury, who where the judges.
Dustin: *watched Tyler's evry move as he presented his opening speech, then the defender gave his opening speech nxt, bt comparing them two, he could feel himself taking Tyler's side as the defender sounded as if he was still a little green n wet behind the ears to try n take Tyler, n grin inwardly as he could already see how this mock trial would end*
Tyler called the first wittness to the bench, but the cross tore her a part and Tyler had to regroup. He called another wittness and then another until they broke for the next day when the other side would call their wittnesses.
Dustin: *saw the court "adjourned" n waited for most of the ppl to leave before approaching Tyler frm his spectator spot* Woah, tht was a bit of a tough break, evn for a fake trial
"Yeah." He shrugged. "The case was written in a way that people can torn down. It is how we learn. I know the outcome of the real case but this is a redo to see if the outcome can come to the same conclution." he put his things together. "Hey why did you come here to watch a mock trial?"
Dustin: *shrugged as well* Just thought I see u actually work. I knw u take law n heard frm Harrod ur a pretty good whiz in cornering ppl in questioning, so I'd like to see it for myself. Besides, I'm gonna ditch first day today anyways. Too tired to fill my head with studies. U did pretty good tho for a case tht isnt going ur way
"Yes I saw that you fell a sleep in class. Not a good idea. And you should not skipp classes. I already have homework in my ethics class. Now I am on to statictis. It is going to be a challenging year." he took shis brief case. "I really should be going."
Dustin: Man, ur so uptight. U need to lighten up a little. Life is not all abt education, u knw, u only learn half of wat's going on in the world anyways. Hey, since u promised dinner with Harrod, can I tag along?
"I know the value of a good education, not slacking off to get an art degree." he said, snearing. "And no, you may not join us for dinner. Good day." he huffed and turned from Dustin to walk about of the room.
Dustin: *raised a brow as he watched Tyler leave, then grinned to himself* Aha, hard case, huh? Things r getting pretty interesting *went off to find Harrod for their scheduled appointment to be his model*
Tyler loved his mock trials, even the ones like the one he was in now. It was just between teams with in the club. He was talking to his 'client' which was one of his best friends in the club and also a total duche, when he noticed, out of the corner of his eyes Dustin, Harrod's friend. What was he doing here?
Dustin: *gave a tiny wave n a "Got get 'em" thumbs-up as he sat there to watch the trial. He had to admit, as cute as Harrod was, Tyler was still much more handsome, n the way he went abt with his speech n his questioning, the way he asserted himself n almost ruled the courtroom, felt rather intriguing n boldly sexy, as if he was seeing Tyler trying to challenge him into breaking him n take him on* Challenge accepted *muttered to himself*
Tyler gave him a smile and nodded. He ran a hand through his short brown hair to make sure it was not sticking up and sat down, waiting for the trial to start. When is did Tyler when first laying out his case in the opening speech to the jury, who where the judges.
Dustin: *watched Tyler's evry move as he presented his opening speech, then the defender gave his opening speech nxt, bt comparing them two, he could feel himself taking Tyler's side as the defender sounded as if he was still a little green n wet behind the ears to try n take Tyler, n grin inwardly as he could already see how this mock trial would end*
Tyler called the first wittness to the bench, but the cross tore her a part and Tyler had to regroup. He called another wittness and then another until they broke for the next day when the other side would call their wittnesses.
Dustin: *saw the court "adjourned" n waited for most of the ppl to leave before approaching Tyler frm his spectator spot* Woah, tht was a bit of a tough break, evn for a fake trial
"Yeah." He shrugged. "The case was written in a way that people can torn down. It is how we learn. I know the outcome of the real case but this is a redo to see if the outcome can come to the same conclution." he put his things together. "Hey why did you come here to watch a mock trial?"
Dustin: *shrugged as well* Just thought I see u actually work. I knw u take law n heard frm Harrod ur a pretty good whiz in cornering ppl in questioning, so I'd like to see it for myself. Besides, I'm gonna ditch first day today anyways. Too tired to fill my head with studies. U did pretty good tho for a case tht isnt going ur way
"Yes I saw that you fell a sleep in class. Not a good idea. And you should not skipp classes. I already have homework in my ethics class. Now I am on to statictis. It is going to be a challenging year." he took shis brief case. "I really should be going."
Dustin: Man, ur so uptight. U need to lighten up a little. Life is not all abt education, u knw, u only learn half of wat's going on in the world anyways. Hey, since u promised dinner with Harrod, can I tag along?
"I know the value of a good education, not slacking off to get an art degree." he said, snearing. "And no, you may not join us for dinner. Good day." he huffed and turned from Dustin to walk about of the room.
Dustin: *raised a brow as he watched Tyler leave, then grinned to himself* Aha, hard case, huh? Things r getting pretty interesting *went off to find Harrod for their scheduled appointment to be his model*
Silver Spoon-Chp 1
Noah was up at the front of the class as the students filled in. This was the second year he was teaching this class and the same kind of people where in it. Half wanted to be in it, and half didn't. He waited until everyone took their seats.
Tyler was one of those people that didn't want to take the class. He was pre-law major. He would work with his father in corprate law, but as a requirement he had to take a phycology class and this was the only one that didn't clash with his ethics, or statics classes. He sat near the back and to the side.
"Welcome to Phycology of the Child's mind. I am Mr. Williams, not Dr just yet, but I expect you to treat me with the same respect that you would a ful professor." He started to hand out his slibus. He push his black rim classes up his nose. In this class we will be diving into the phyche of a child, to find out how children think and process was happens to them versus how audlts deal with problems.
Dustin: *yawned as he tried to keep awake. He took this class for extra credit since it was compulsory for him to take a subject outside his course. He had a bit of a late night partying with his course mates as one of them had got his artpiece into a prestigious contest n won runner-up for it. Evn tho it was runner up, it was still an honor since it was a high-class contest, n they had partied till the cows came home*
Harrod: *blushed n smiled quietly at upon seeing Mr. Williams. Technically this course had nothing to do with wat he was studying, bt he took it just for the sake of being there to see Mr Williams since he had a major crush on him on the first day of college wen he saw him during orientation week. The moment he knew Tyler was taking this class n he was the teacher, he didnt hesitate to enrol for it. He was glad tht Mr Williams hadnt changed much, n tht his suave, quiet n handsome nature was just the way he liked it. This was definitely way better than the alternative extra credit class he could've taken*
Noah started out reading the sylibus and explaning what he expected from the class. He told them about the term paper that was worth half their grade and due three weeks before class ended. He could tell the one that didn't want to be there from the bat. He could also tell that a couple of the girls inthe front where going to be trouble. They didn't hesitate to talk to each other or flash their ample breats at him, as if they was going to pass them on their good looks alone. He kept the very closely garded secret of being gay to himself. Being a gay took on a whole new meaning in the world of academia.
Tyler sat and doddle on his paper. He was not an artist but he could draw a stick figure or too. He at known why his roomie had wanted to take the class. Mr. Mathews was good looking...for a dude, and Tyler was 100% not gay. But he had no importantly things like his mock trial meet in a week, the first of the year. He of course was the prosocuter.
Harrod: *listened to evry word Mr Williams had to say n took notes. He was probably one of those tht was not supposed to be here bt was the most diligent of all the students. He wanted to impress him so much, bt he wasnt evn sure himself if Mr Williams rooted for "the other team". It would break his heart if he wasn't, bt it would break his heart evn more not seeing him. He just had to hold on to tht wishful thinking tht he was the same as him*
Dustin: *had surrendered to the droning n fell asleep, tho not before stealing a glance at Tyler. He had been noticing him for quite some time since the day they first met in the first yr of Child Psych. More to the point, he noticed Harrod first bcoz he thought he was the perfect model for him to practice on his art, n then Tyler. So far, he n Harrod were the only ones who knew each other's secret of being gay, tho Dustin was technically bi, just dominantly gay. By then, the three of them hv became pretty good friends n was slowly drawn to Tyler's serious n dwn-to-earth personality, n wondered at times if he could break tht shell of his. Bt first, sleep, as he snored thru the class*
Noah noticed one student in particualr that fell a sleep. He didn't think he would have to yell at anyone. He walked over to the boy sitting next to the one that had fallen asleep. This happen to be a very good looking boy(Harrod). All the good looking ones where taken or his students. "Excuse me, what is your name?" He asked him, pausing for him to aswer. "And what is your sleep friend's name."
Tyler had this way of feeling that someone was look at him, but never looked around to see if someone was so when felt it again he didn't look. but he was looking at the teacher came up next to Harrod. Oh he hoped the kid would not go completely red from the blush that would surely being coming on, but he noticed Harrod's friend beside him had fallen asleep. Oh dear this would not end well.
Harrod: *was almost flustered wen Mr Williams came up to him. He had nvr been approached directly EVER throughout his days in class n there he was, right before him, face to face, his voice directly at his ear* Uuh...umm...umm...Ha-Ha-Harrod...Harrod Mason...umm... *looked at Dustin sitting nxt to him snoring like nobody's business n suddenly felt vry self-conscious n embarrassed by him* It's...It's Dustin, sir... *poked Dustin, hissing* Dustin! Dustin! Dustin, wake up!
Dustin: Nnghh bllaahh...No more...Can't take 'nother shot... *mumbled in his sleep, still thinking he was partying, earning giggles frm the girls n uncomfortable murmurs frm the rest of the class*
[5:01:40 PM] Jaclyn Keeling: "Well Dustin, did you have a nice nap?" Noah asked, crossing his arms. "I would think that this being a nine am class that it would not be too much touble for you to join the land of the living." He turned and walked back up to the front. "Reach the first chapter and come back next class ready to discuss it and remember people no falling alseep in my class. You may go." He said dismissing the class.
Tyler was up an out ofthe class. This gave him time to go back to his dorm to deposiste his stuff and grab his notes for the mock trial.
Dustin: *was in a bit of a blur as he woke to hear the teacher saying something abt reading, n was glad tht the class was ovr n packed up his stuff* Man~ I'm so ditching the nxt class n taking a nap. Hey, Har, u good to be my model later aftr ur nxt class?
Harrod: Yeah, uh, sure *still a little miffed at Dustin for embarrassing him bt not reli holding a grudge, since he was pretty happy tht Mr Williams was actually talking to him* Hey, Ty. Wat r u rushing off to so quickly? Dont u wanna grab a bite? I knw u didnt hv breakfast today
"Uh wish I could, but I have that meeting at noon forthe mock trial club, and I need to get a front row seat fo my ethic class in 30 mins. I don't think I will be able to get back to the room until sometime before dinner. Sorry." Tyler said, feeling bad about brushing him off but this was his third year and he really had to buckle down if he wanted to get the best scores possiable for Harvard. "how about dinner ok? We can talk all you like." Tyler smiled and was out the door.
"Now that is someone with proirities." Noah said coming up behind Harrod.
Harrod: *wasnt too offended by Tyler brushing him off, since he was used to it. He knew Tyler's course was much more taxing than his, tho he does feel a little lonely, then he jumped at upon hearing Mr Williams' voice right behind him n got flustered again* Oh, oh, um, hey, M-M-Mr Williams...err, sorry, am I in th-th-the way...? *instinctively reached out to want to grab Dustin bt Dustin had already high-tailed outta there, leaving him alone to fend for himself with his crush*
"No, no. That's alright." He smiled down at the other. "I usually wait until everyone has cleared out but this is just the frist day so I thought I would change it up and leave earlyer, but you are not in my way, Mr. Mason"
Harrod: Umm...Umm...Uhh, OK...Umm... *bowed a little ovr n ovr* I'm reli sorry abt my friend! I-I-I didnt knw he was sleeping, n he shouldn't hv slept in ur class! Tht was vry disrespectful of him! I'm reli reli sorry!
Noah smiled more. The boy was so cute. "There is non need to apologise. I shouldn't have put you on the spot, but i didn't want to have to yell, hey you there sleeping wake up. There would have been too much." He said. "It is his fault really."
Harrod: *blushed at his smile n was flustered as hell* Ah ha ha, well, he must've had a late night, umm, partying as usual, I guess. He did tell me yesterday his friend got runner up for the Hildenburg contest... *saw the time* Ack! My nxt class is in 5! Umm...Uuh...Cya nxt class, sir! *bowed again n made a run for it*
Noah nodded and waved after the kid. He was screwed, very royally screwed.
Friday, December 2, 2016
Wedding on the Fly-Chp14
Severus made a nice meal of roasted chicken, steamed veggies, and rice. He even went to the trouble of making chocolate dipped strawberries. He had read that that sweet we seen as very sex. While the food finished up cooking Severus showered and then put the the lacy number. He had to admit that he looked pretty good in it. He dressed as regular. Then moved to put all of Sirius' fave bath oils in close reatch. He licked his lips and went down stairs. He put the food on the table and pour two glasses of wine. Now all that was missing was his husband.
Sirius: *had quite a long day in his Auror job n was hoping to be able to hv a relaxing time with Sev, evn if it meant not hving sex with Sev, it was fine, he'd be happy enough to just hv the company of his wife. The moment he Floo-ed in, the smell of dinner caught his nose* Mmm~ I smell something awesome~ Sev, is tht u in there?
Severus flushed and then took a deep breath trying to calm himself down. "Yes. Are you ready for dinner?" HE asked.
Sirius: Oh yes, I am, I'm starved. Wat's for dinner? *walks in to see the spread* Wow, this looks yummy. Wat's the occasion here? *sat dwn to admire the food*
"I felt like cooking something nice. Next time I feel that I am going out and leaving you to eat cerial." He says before he can stop it. he lets it go and sit in his chair, right across from Sirius'.
Sirius: *rolled his eyes n smiled humourously* Same old, same old. Well, waste not, want not *started digging in* Mmm, delicious~ U've reli outdone urself there, Sev
"Potion making is just like cooking. If I am good at one, I good at the other." He nervous but still tries to eat.
Sirius: Fair enough *ate his fill, sipping occasionally at the wine to wash it dwn* So how was ur day today?
"Fine. I went and saw Lily today. She is doing quite well." He finishes a bit more and then goes to take the dishes to the sink.
Sirius: *gets up, leans ovr n takes Sev gently on the chin, kissing him on the lips tenderly* Thanks for the meal. I reli enjoyed it
Severus nodded. "Why don't you go take a nice hot bath." He then adds. "Your smell nearly put me off at dinner."
Sirius: *chuckles* Aye aye, luv *goes to the bathroom and noticed tht it was all set n prepared n his fav bath oils all at the side of the sink in close reach* Huh, tht must've been some visit he had with Lily, he must be in a good mood *entered the tub to enjoy his bath*
Severus goes back to the bedroom, only after Sirius gets in the tub, does Severus almost close the door to the bathroom and take off his clothes. He gulps and catches a glimce in the mirror. He looks redictulas now. He pushes his head back and looks at his clothes. He could put them back on and go down stairs to read and pretend none of this happen, but then.... He shakes his head and sit on the bed. He takes a deep breath and moves to lay on the bed. He wants to cover up, but he doesn't, although the covers at their is Sirius starts laughing at him.
Sirius: *finished his bath n came out with only a towel wrapped ard his waist. Usually he would be reprimanded wen he walked out like dat, bt he assumed tht Sev might be dwnstairs reading or something, tho the moment he came out to see Severus on the bed, he was quite taken aback* Woah...Wat...Wat's this..? *his breath caught in his throat at the sight of Sev in tht garment; it was breathtaking n so seductive, he was almost speechless at the sight, n failed to realize a tent was growing underneath his towel*
Severus flushed red and wanted to cover up, but he fought that urge. He looked to see that Sirius was obviously turned on. He was glad of that. He sat up slightly. "Do you like?" He ment the words to come out low and suductive, instead they came out low and shy.
Sirius: *cleared his throat a little* Well, it does look pretty good on u, surprisingly, not to say I hv a fetish or anything, bt... *realizes he was rambling, n clears throat again* Yeah, u look...amazing... *blushed as well*
Severus was now beet red. "I don't look silly?" he asked, looking down at Sirius feet. he could not look at him in the eyes.
Sirius: No, of course not. On the contrary, u look amazing *removes his towel to show him his boner* See how happy ur making me right now *he knew it was a little crude, bt he had to show it to him*
Severus looked away. "Um..." Ok, now what? He had a plan for every part up until now, but....nothing from here on out. "I can see you like it."
Sirius: Oh yes, I do *moves towards the bed, climbing up to n started running his fingers along the garment n the skin underneath, brushing lightly against the nipples, which was somehow a little rock hard*
Severus bit his lip, but let the moan escape from his thoart. "Yes." he was letting himself go. "Please, Sirius." he begged.
Sirius: *leans in n started kissing n licking Sev's neck, trailing his tongue along it as his hands reached under the garments to pluck at the nipples, rubbing n tweaking until they were reli hard nubs*
Severus moan even more. He arched his back slightly, blushing so read that you could swear he was a tomato. He reach out wit ha shaky hand to stroke Sirius. He never got use to the girth of Sirius' cock. He closed his eyes to keep from seeing that look of lust in Sirius's eyes. He never knew that that look could turn his bones to liquid.
Sirius: *breath hitched a little as he felt Severus stroke him, then advanced up to take Severus in his lips, kissing him deeply bt gently, moaning a little breathlessly as his hand also reach dwn to stroke Severus, secretly glad tht Severus' cock was just as 'happy' as his was*
Severus moaned out Sirius' name. He let go if everything and just felt the pleasure as it coursed through hid body. He didn't think about what feelings would come up after the pleasure had subsided.
Sirius: *pants as he raised Sev's garment to reach the cock, n without a moment's pause, leaned his head dwn n took Severus' cock whole, moaning as he bobbed up n dwn the length, sucking n licking it for all its worth*
Severus threw his head back on to the bed, letting his hand slide from Sirius' cock. "Ss..Sirius..." He moaned, opening his legs wider. "If you...ah! If you continue I will, mmm. I will come." He panted trying, and failing to get the words out in one go. He was so close, just from the way Sirius had looked at him just moments before. He was embarrassed to admit it, but he wanted those eyes on him again, boring into as Sirius fucked him hard, ringing all those sound he hadn't want to come out until now.
Sirius: *pulled off with a pop, licking his lips n grinned a little lusty* Well, then, my beloved wife, do u want me inside u? Do u want me pounding inside u till u lose ur mind? *he knew he was a little outspoken, bt at this point, his brain is being overridden by his boner*
Severus nodded, not being able to speak, because he did not think he could. He wanted to beg for it all to be fucked by his husband so hard and fast, but he was embarrassed to asked. He opened his legs wide, that took everything he had in him, and looked pointly at Sirius cock. "In.." he said, swollowing hard.
Sirius: Ur wish is my command *whispered a generous amt of lub on both of them before he slicked n probed teasingly at Severus' hole, grinning a little at a small whimper he made before pushing in all the way to the hilt, almost hitting the spot as he went*
Severus shreiked and gripped the bed. "Sirius, don't stop, please, please!" He begged, wanting so much more. He was on fire. He put his legs around the other. "Please." He moaned out.
Sirius: *was already starting to lose his reigns as he started thrusting in n out, in n out, pounding away, attacking every exposed skin of the other man with bruising lovebites*
Severus drew his arms around the other, his nail bit half moon marks into Sirius' back as their bodies moved together. God he loved this, although he would not admit it later. "Sirius, Sirius!" he cryed out, between little cat like mews.
Sirius: Oh, Severus... *groans as he kept at it until he found his spot, attacking it with vigor* Gods, ur so tight, so warm...Fuck... *leans in n whispered to his ear as he held him tight n kept pounding* I love u...I love u, Severus...I love u...
"Oh god! Yes, yes. I love you too. So much! AH!" He moaned, throwing his head back on the bed, bearing his neck for Sirius. "I need it so much." He moaned. "Need you."
Sirius: *whispered I love u n sweet nothings into Sev's ear, meaning evry word of it as he kept thrusting deeper, harder n faster, giving him more lovebites, holding him tight, nvr wanting to let go, his heart swelling so much with love for his wife tht it would almost burst*
"Oh god! I...mm..I need to come. Ah...I want to feel you come, please...OH SIRIUS!" He screamed
Sirius: *pants* Almost...there...almost... *locked lips with Severus, kissing him long n hard as he finally lost it, coming long n deep inside Sev, filling him to the point of ovrflowing*
Severus came at the feeling of Sirius filling him up. He held onto sirius, not wanting to let go. When he finally broke the kiss, he turned his head to get some air, and his arms slid from the other's shoulders and ached a bit.
Sirius: *pants as the tremors died dwn, giving Sev's cheeks butterfly kisses n hugged him close, not wanting to break away frm this for fear of losing this feeling, or more precise, losing Sev's feel*
Severus stamped down every earge to push Sirius off him and get out of bed. "Um...This is not going to be comfortable if when we nap." He said. "I won't be able to breath."
Sirius: Sorry *slowly pulled out n lay beside him, still holding him close, kissing his forehead* It feels reli good, n ur amazing...n I mean it...I love u, Severus. It may sound cheesy n a little late, bt I reli do
Severus nodded. "God knows your a saint for putting up with me." He turnned away from Sirius, but did not get up from the bed.
Sirius: It's wat husbands do, they put up with the good and the bad, regardless the situation *kissed his neck frm behind* I love u, Severus, I reli do. N I hope one day u would return those feelings
Severus swallowed around the tightness in this throat. "I am tried. Would you mind pulling the cover up over us." he was actually tired and if Sirius didn't comply soon he would be forced to get up and shower, like he had all the other times. He didn't feel disgusted like he had a first few times they had had sex, after that it had become habit for it, but now... "And you better get some sleep, you have physical training exercise coming up tomorrow." Yes Severus did listen to Sirius when he was rambling about his schedule.
Sirius: *smiled wen he realized Sev actually was listening to his ramblings* Yes, my dear wifey *leans in to kiss his lips, then snuggled against Sev in a proper spooning position before drifting slowly into Slumberland, glad that things hv somehow turned out pretty good at the end of this day*
