Date: Mon, 8 Aug 2005 16:05:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dark Darkness <odarkdarknesso@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Best Friend Brent: Chapter 5

DISCLAIMER: You know the drill. Don't read this if you shouldn't be. If
your state doesn't allow it...then don't read it. If you're
underage....then don't read it. Otherwise...ENJOY!

Chapter 5

Brent is my boyfriend. Brent is my boyfriend. BRENT is MY boyfriend. No
matter how many times I say it, a huge smile appears on my face. While I
still can't stomach the attention, I love being held in Brent's arms,
and just being loved by him. It's been a week since Brent and I got
together, and it seemed like we couldn't get enough of each other.
Hanging out like we always did and playing video games, but now in
addition to that is making out, fucking, and cuddling.

But since I'd been spending so much time with Brent, I hardly had
anytime with Joanna, my best friend. So we got together on Friday after
school, and decided to just `chillax', as she calls it, at her house.

We were both in her car, as she was driving to her house, and it just
felt so wonderful to hangout with her again. Granted we've been talking
on the phone a lot, but nothing beats hanging out with Joanna.

"AHH! Sal I miss you SOO fucking much. LOVELOVELOVE!" she said as we
both laughed loudly. She can be really crazy and loud...but in a good way.

"I KNOW! Me too. But Jesus fucking Christ I'm Brent's boyfriend!" I
said as I was practically jumping in my seat.

"EXCITING! It's so cool. Even though he's been keeping my Sally Pally
away from me, at least its for a good reason. ...aka hot gay sex.
Hahaha." Oh yeah, and by the way, she's one of those chicks that loves
to watch gay porn and fuck her boyfriends with those dildo straps....Yeah,
she's quite peculiar.

"You know it sistah," I said as I snapped my fingers. "So what's on
the agenda for today?"

"Umm...my house, maybe we'll go to the thrift store, then maybe some
American Eagle or Urban Outfitters."

"Ahh...shopping. The favorite American pasttime," I said as we both
chuckled.

When we finally got to her house, we went around her house and through
her backyard fence, to get ready for tanning in the sun.

"So Sal, what's this I hear about Brad Walker?" she said as she peeled
off her shirt, revealing a pink Victoria's Secret top, since we had
planned this tanning yesterday.

"Uh...what do you mean?" I replied, attempting to fake oblivion as I
stripped down to my boxer briefs. But how had she heard about Brad
Walker? The super cute strawberry blonde that got Brent very riled up
after the little debacle at the ice cream shop.

"Oh come off it, I knew there must've been something special about him,
when you talked about seeing him at the ice cream shop. There seems to be
more about him than you're letting on," she said as she took off her
pants to reveal her pink Victoria's Secret panties, to put on some
tanning lotion, and tossed the bottle to me.

As I caught the bottle I said, "Well...he's hot, and he's a new
kid...and we kinda flirted right in front of Brent?"

"Woah buddy! What do you mean `kind of', and in front of your
boyfriend? Are you...an idiot?" Joanna sure was `sweet' with her
words....

"Well...I mean, I didn't really know I was flirting. It was just me
being me, and...I got obviously uncomfortable and flustered...and I guess
he noticed and he got that way too...while Brent just got royally
pissed," I said with a laugh.

"Well duh, wouldn't you if it was Brent flirting with some chick?
Well...how do you feel about Brad?" she said as we both laid down on the
lawn chairs.

I was kind of taken aback by her question. "What do you mean how do I
feel about him? I CAN'T feel about him...I'm with Brent, the man of my
dreams. The jock with the cock," and we both laughed at that.

"Hey...just because you're with someone, doesn't mean you can't talk
about other people with your friends."

And as much as I didn't like it, she made perfect sense. Damn her and
her always being right... "Ok, well...yea I guess I kinda like Brad...he
looks beyond cute...and is really adorably shy."

"YOU SLUT! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO BRENT!" she said in a tone that
automatically told me she was joking.

"AGH! I HATE YOU JOANNA!" I said as I laughed, and playfully punched
her in the shoulder.

"Well...have you talked to Brad at all? Since the awkwardness.... And is
Brent at all worried about you and Brad?"

"Well...actually...yeah. Brad found my live journal, and commented, and
we've commented back and forth, and exchanged AIM screen names...we've
only talked on AIM once though. And I ended it because I kind of felt
like it was cheating. And as for Brent worried about Brad at all, YES!!
OH MY GOD YES! It's kind of annoying since every time we see Brad in
school, Brent gets annoyed and hurries in the opposite direction to stop
any possible conversation. Haha.."

"Well...to me it sounds like you have a perfectly normal jealous
boyfriend. CONGRATULATIONS!" Joanna said as she gave me an applause.

"Thank you, thank you," I said with a laugh. "But I do feel sorry for
Brad, because he doesn't have any friends. And since that whole Alex
teasing me and Brent thing, he hasn't been hanging around with them. So,
he's been alone. I think I'll talk to Brent maybe about hanging out
with Brent, or at least letting me hang out with him."

"Letting? Don't be a bitch Sal." And at that I called her a slut.
"Hey, I'm just saying. You don't need permission to hang out with
someone. You're both the men in this relationship....even if he IS the
manlier one." I gave a sarcastic chuckle, and we laid in the sun in
comfortable silence, to finish our tans.

The rest of the night was a blast, and we hung out and shopped and just
enjoyed each other's company. The next day was Saturday, and a day I
planned on spending all with Brent. I woke up early at about 6 AM so I
could surprise him, and grabbed my bike and rode over to his house. When
I arrived, I parked my bike on the side of the house, and went through
the front door, which I knew would be unlocked; besides, I'm always
welcome to enter. I smelled the familiar smell of bacon, and knew Mrs.
Donovan must be making breakfast. I walked into the kitchen, and Mrs.
Donovan looked surprised but pleased to see me.

"Sal! Nice to see you!" She said as she rushed over to give me a hug.
Brent's parents had become quite comfortable, and even happy to the idea
of Brent and I being boyfriends. They knew how much we loved each other,
and thought it a perfect match.

"Do you want to bring some breakfast up to Brent? I just finished, and
it'd be quite the sweet gesture," she said as she pointed out the plate
of a stack of 4 LARGE pancakes, bacon, and eggs. My mouth was watering
and I asked, "Do you think I can maybe bring up two plates?" I said as
we both laughed.

"Of course sweety." And then she got out a tray, placed two plates of
breakfast and a pitcher of orange juice with two empty glasses, and sent
me up. I must admit, it was an extremely hard challenge to balance the
heavy tray and not drop anything, but I managed it. As I entered Brent's
room, I was greeted with the perfect vision of Brent lying on his back,
completely naked, except for a strip of bedsheet that covered up his
crotch and right leg. I almost dropped the tray right then.

I set down the tray on the desk right next to his bed, and decided to
wake him up in a happy mood, which could be hard since it was 6:17 in the
morning.

I lied down next to him, moved the blanket off his crotch, and placed my
hand on his soft package, and started massaging away. As I rubbed his
huge package, Brent started to squirm and a smile appeared on his face. I
just admired his beautiful face, and thought he looked even cuter with
his hair in disarray in the morning, and his 5 o'clock shadow. The more
I rubbed him, the more he started to move in his bed, and it seemed like
he would wake soon.

"O...Jessica....that's it...rub that cock..." ....WHAT THE FUCK!!! Needless
to say, I immediately stopped, and Brent seemed to begin to wake up.
Jessica was this slut from school, that I hated for the mere fact that
she flirted with Brent a LOT.

As he rubbed his eyes, and stretched his arms, he looked at me, and said
"Hey beautiful." I didn't respond, and he looked down to see he was
naked, and a big smile appeared on his face, and he said "Was someone
looking for some meat for breakfast?" he said as he grabbed my hand and
rubbed it on his cock. I immediately pulled away, and said "No. Why
don't you ask Jessica? I'm sure you'd want her to."

He started to blush and he groggily said, "What are you talking about?"

"OH! I just mean that I wanted to wake you up chipper with a `little
rubdown' and it seemed that you were thinking of JESSICA!" I said
extremely bitter.

"umm...really?" he said uncomfortably.

"Oh yeah! I thought you told me...what was it...that since you've been
with me I've been all that's on your mind? And when u jack off...you
think of me...and that I'm in all your fantasies....OH! And don't forget
that you said you had no interest in Jessica whatsoever. What...do you
think of her when we fuck too?" At this point I was boiling mad.

"Oh what the fuck Sal. It's not like your mister innocent. I bet you
think about Brad 24 fucking 7. I wouldn't be surprised if you picture
its his cock you suck, when your on mine." I can't believe he would say
shit like that. I hadn't thought of Brad sexually AT ALL until
yesterday, and even then, I didn't think of what I would do with him!

"NOT AT ALL!! You piece of shit, you just ADMITTED to it. Ugh...enjoy
your fucking breakfast," I said as I stomped out of his bedroom. I was
so mad at Brent. I can't believe he'd be thinking about Jessica. And he
LIED to me about her. Why would he lie? I mean, even I told him I was
interested in Brad, but he apparently has something to hide from me? I
just kept getting more and more pissed.

As I walked out his front door and around his house to get my bike, Brent
ran up behind me in his boxer briefs and grabbed my arm as I reached for
my bike with it.

"What the hell do you want? Why don't you just go off and fuck Jessica,
since you want to so much," I said as I pulled my arm away from his.

"Oh come on, Sal. You're not being fair," he said as he wrapped his
arm around my waist.

"I'M not being fair. YOU'RE the one that's not fair Brent. I mean, I
barely talk to Brad and you're all over my ass, and I catch you
fantasizing and flat out LYING about Jessica, and I'M the one not being
fair? You're so fucking full of it." At this point I couldn't stand to
be near him.

"Listen it's just....I mean I knew you'd be pissed at me if I told you
I liked her. What's the big deal? It's not like I'm gonna be doing
anything. I mean she and I hung out all last night and we didn't do
anything." ...I was completely shocked...not just by what he told me, but
his nonchalance in doing so.

"...You were with that bitch last night?" I said as I turned to face him
with fury in my eyes.

"...umm...yeah?.." he replied as he realized his mistake.

"..you're unbelievable. I was going to ASK you today if we could hang
out with Brad, you know, the NEW KID in school with absolutely NO
friends. I knew how you felt about him, so I know its only FAIR to ask
you if we, or at least I could hang out with him. And then you have the
AUDACITY to go off with some slut that's always over you, and you KNOW I
don't like, whom you even want to fuck?! YOU'RE A BASTARD!" I had
never felt as angry with him, as I was at that moment. I felt sad,
betrayed, and vengeful all at the same time.

"..I'm so sorry Sal...I'm sorry..." he said as he tried to grab my
hands in his own, that is until I snatched them away.

"Yeah...well maybe you should have that of that before you spent time
with that slut last night...you know what...I need some time to cool off. I
probably won't be as pissed with you later today, as I am now. But right
now, I don't want to look at you. I think I might give Brad a ring..." I
said with a smug look on my face as I mounted my bike.

"SAL DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE.." he started until I interrupted him.

"Don't you EVER tell me what to do," I told him. And I got on my bike
and rode off to my house. I couldn't believe Brent...I honored his wishes
to avoid Brad, and he was off, LYING to me and hanging out with the slut
that's always flirting with him....I couldn't believe him. As soon as I
rode up my driveway, I rode into my garage, dropped my bike, and raced up
to my bedroom, hoping that Brad would be online.

When I signed on, I was happy to see his screen name BradlyGladly69 lit
up as being online.

SalPal88: HOLA!
BradlyGladly69: lol. Hey. I thought you were avoiding me?
SalPal88: aww...nope.
BradlyGladly69: ^_^
SalPal88: So wucha up to today?
BradlyGladly69: ugh...nothing at all. Basically what you do when you know
no one.
SalPal88: yeah...well do u wanna hang out today?

There was a long 45 second pause before he answered.

BradlyGlady69: umm...sure. Where's Brent?
SalPal88: I dunno... I'm not with him all the time y'kno.
BradlyGladly69: Coulda fooled me. ;D
SalPal88: lol. Well do you think I can come over your house today?
Perhaps get the grand tour? Lol
BradlyGladly69: lol...sure. My parents would be glad that I'm bringing
someone home.
BradlyGladly69: ...uh...a friend that is...
SalPal88: Yea...I got it. *winks* So can I come over now?
BradlyGladly69: Sure. My here's my address [Address went here] Umm..hold
on. I need to take a shower and...put on clothes. Lol.
SalPal88: hmm..well you better hope I don't come in when you're naked.
Hehe...so ur naked and talking on aim? You're quite the bad boy.
BradlyGladly69: lol
SalPal88: Seeya soon.
BradlyGladly69: GLADLY! Lol.

*SalPal88 signs off*


To be honest, I was getting revenge. Flirting with Brad and meeting up
with him, I don't know exactly what I wanted out of it, but it didn't
matter. All that mattered was revenge.

Before I stepped out of the house, I called Brent on my cell.

When he picked up, I started speaking automatically. "Well I'm on my
way to Brad's right now. Just thought I should let you know, in case you
were planning on coming over. Because I might be over his house, for a
LOOONG time," I was hoping to elicit some sort of reaction from him.

"Really...what a coincidence, because Jessica just called me, and her
parents are out of town. She wants me to come over. I wonder what she has
planned?" I was so pissed.

"Are you gonna fuck her?!" I yelled.

"Oh of course not...but there's a lot more to do than fucking...I mean,
kissing doesn't count does it?" How dare he think he can be vengeful to
me?! All of this is his fault!

"...What the fuck is wrong with you. You don't have ANY RIGHT to be this
way with me....you know what, I really hope Brad has it for me...'cause
I'm gonna do whatever the fuck he wants me to." And at that I hung up
with him. I didn't really mean what I said, but I was so pissed at
Brent, I'd say anything to get him mad at me. As I stepped out of the
house, and approached my bike, Brent's specific ringer went off on my
phone, and I ignored it, and rode off for Brad's house.

His house was only a couple neighborhoods away, so I was there pretty
quickly.

I was pretty sweaty from riding in the hot sun so much that morning, so I
lifted up my shirt and wiped my forehead of sweat, exposing my chest and
abs after I had rung the doorbell, and Brad opened the door in just a
towel and soaking wet. I quickly dropped my shirt, and awkwardly said
"Hey.." and laughed as I saw him blush and cover up his crotch, which
I'm guessing was hardening.

"Umm...come on in. I still need to change so, you can wait in the family
room," as he pointed to the room to the left of us.

"You mean I don't get to see your room?" I said slightly
flirtatiously.

"Well, you can come up if you want," he said as he turned away to cover
his blushing cheeks.

As we went up the stairs, I was noticing that the towel was slowly
sliding itself down Brad's hips, revealing a small bit of crack, much to
my delight. When we entered his room, I wasn't surprised to see that it
didn't have much decoration, seeing as how he had just moved in. There
was a laptop on a computer desk with school books laid out, a Playstation
2 and 24 inch tv on the floor. The walls were blank, except for a poster
of the band Taking Back Sunday. After about 10 seconds of examining his
room, Brad cleared his throat and awkwardly announced that he'd be
changing in his bathroom connected to his bedroom. When he closed his
bathroom door, I decided to wait on his bed, and laid down. While
adjusting my head, I felt an uncomfortable structure under the pillow. I
reached to pull it out, and was met with what looked like a journal of
some sort. Now I could say that I was honorable and didn't open it up,
but that's just not being truthful. I guarantee that the majority of the
people reading this would admit to wanting to read what was inside, and
that's just what I did. I opened it up to the last page written on and
read this:

"ugh, I don't know what I'm doing at this school. It's fine, but I
feel so out of place. Moving to a new place in my JUNIOR YEAR is the
worst idea my parents have EVER had. And to top it off, the one person
that I actually like to see here, his BOYFRIEND doesn't like me. But I
really do hope to make friends with him. Plus he's really cute. Lol. And
he's coming over today! Exciting. So, I'm off to take a shower, and
maybe rub one out so I don't get hard in front of him. That'd be
embarrassing. Lol"

I couldn't help but blush at reading how he felt about me, and I quickly
tucked the book back under his pillow as I could hear Brad opening the
bathroom door.

He came in looking like a true beauty, dressed in a small wine-colored
tee and tight fitting blue jeans. His strawberry blonde hair was striking
as he had straight, slightly wild hair with a huge bang that almost
completely covered his left eye.

He seemed uncomfortable as he noticed me lying on his bed, "So umm...what
do you want to do?" he said as he averted his eyes from me.

"Hmm...not sure. What games do you have?" I asked as I pointed to his
PS2.

This seemed to lessen the tension automatically as he quickly responded,
"Lots! I love PS2. I have Grand Theft Auto 3, Grand Theft Auto Vice
City, Grand Theft Auto San Andreas, Spiderman, Spiderman 2, Dance Dance
Revolution, X-Men, Final Fantasy X and X-2 and XI, and just....well...a
lot," he said as we both chuckled.

"Well how's about DDR. I've never played it, and would love to
embarrass myself. But NOT the dance pad. You don't need to see how
uncoordinated I am," I said with a chuckle.

As we were playing, it became pretty obvious that he was a master at the
game, playing on Heavy Mode and getting A+'s while I was playing
standard mode and got C's.

"Play much?" I said sarcastically, during a hard song we were playing.

"How can you tell?" he said just as sarcastically.

I began to realize I would lose inevitably, again, and decided to
distract Brad.

I started to pretend like I was adjusting my balls, and moved them around
with my freehand and was almost half groping it, and luckily he noticed
and it completely caught his attention, and he began losing as I started
to win.

Soon the song was over and I exclaimed, "I win! You lose. What happened
Brad?" I asked innocently.

"Uhh...n...nothing." he said as he adjusted himself.

"Haha. So why do you get so awkward sometimes?" I asked.

"Umm...sorry. It's just...I know how your...Brent feels about me. And I
don't want to do anything to make you agree with him and think
I'm...well I don't even know what he thinks about me."

"Well, if I didn't like you, would I ask to hang out with you today?

"I guess not," he said with a smile. "Okay, well I say we see a movie.
I hear Dark Water is really good. Have you seen it?"

I smiled and said, "Nope. Do you like scary movies?" I asked as I stood
up.

"Yeah...but just a warning, I get really freaked out by them," he said
as we both laughed, and walked out of his room.

The ride to the theatre was pretty cool, I found out that he just moved
from New Jersey and because his mother and father are starting a law firm
together. And his choice in music I must say, is splendid. He likes the
same stuff I like, pure emo/screamo/indie awesomeness. We seemed to have
a lot in common, and I was glad to make a friend out of him. The movie
theatre we went to, was a small local one used for indie movies, so
everyone was off seeing either March of the Penguins or this new French
flick that was brought in. So we were the only ones seeing Dark Water at
the time. Halfway through the movie, I was really pleased with how scary
it was, and I could tell Brad really liked it, while also being really
frightened by it. At one really scary/shocking part Brad was really on
edge, and it looked like he was about to tear off the arm of his chair.
Being the comforting person I am, I grabbed his hand and he looked at me
to show how thankful he was. We stayed that way for the rest of the
movie, as he was generally paranoid that something scary would happen at
any moment. When the credits started, he looked at our hands, and then
looked at me with a serious look on his face. He started to slowly bring
his face closer to mine, until our lips met. I wasn't sure how to
respond, so I let him kiss me. He pulled away after about 5 seconds, and
had a face of immediate regret.

"I...I'm sorry. Oh God, I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me. I just....Just
don't tell Brent please? And please just forget about it...I don't want
to lose you as a friend," he said as he grabbed my hand in a pleading
manner.

"It's...It's okay. Don't worry, its no biggie. I mean...I didn't
exactly say no. So...let's just continue with our night, eh?" I said
with a comforting smile as I brushed some hair out of his eyes....Okay,
granted maybe that last thing was mixing signals.

He started blushing and said, "Great! Thanks. Let's go back to my
house, I'm sure my mother is making lunch." And as he said that, we
walked out of the theatre and for some reason I just knew he'd be a good
friend.

The rest of the day was really fun. We hung out at his house, I got
introduced to his parents, and we just chilled the whole day. At 7:30, I
was about ready to go, as we were just finishing playing Dance Dance
Revolution.

"Well, I'm about to head out," I said as I stood up to leave.

He seemed disappointed, but reluctantly said, "Okay, that's cool. I'll
walk you out." And we both went downstairs, and outside so I could get
my bike. As I pulled out my bike, I turned around to say goodbye. "Well,
see ya Brad. Today was pretty awesome." And at that, I opened up my arms
for a hug.

He went into my arms, and we had a quick hug. That is until he pushed
himself harder against me, and our cocks met and I felt that his was
extremely hard as he slowly ground it into my soft one. I pulled back a
little, slightly irritated and slightly turned on.


"Woah there Brad. I have a boyfriend...," I said as I slowly pushed him
away.

"I...I'm sorry. I just....I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm
sorry," he said hysterically as he began to tear up.

I didn't really know what to do to comfort him. "Hey...its okay. No
biggie. I understand." I said, as I gave him another quick hug. At this
point, I just wanted to go and see Brent.

As I was riding my bike, it started pouring rain, and I didn't care. At
that moment, I knew I had to see Brent, the man I love.

When I reached his house, I was completely soaked, and drenched in water.
I dropped my bike at the bottom of his driveway, and raced toward his
door. I knocked on the door, panting and shivering.

He came to the door, dressed in a t-shirt, and gym shorts, looking
completely in awe as he saw me.

"Jesus Sal! Come in, come in!" He said as he motioned me inside.

I noticed I was soaking his floor. "O God, I'm so sorry!" as I looked
down at the floor and tried to stay as still as possible.

He just laughed and said, "It's cool dude. Come on upstairs...you look
ridiculous," and he laughed.

When I entered his room, Brent went to his dresser drawer, and threw me
some pj's and a white tee. "Here, put these on," he said as he threw
them to me.

"Okay, but I want to tell you something," I said as I pulled off my
shirt which seemed to be glued onto me.

"Shoot, babe," he said as he dropped onto his bed, and leaned on his
back with his elbows propping himself up.

It irked me that Brent was so cavalier, knowing that I spent the whole
day with Brad. "Okay," I said reluctantly, "Brad kissed me today." I
told him as I managed to pull my pants off.

"...and?" he said, not looking too shook up.

"Well...he kissed me. But I told him we shouldn't, and we just spent the
day together. And he's really cool, and btw we should probably hang out
with him. I think you'd like him," I said as Brent managed a `pfft.'
"And when I was about to leave, we hugged, and he kinda ground his cock
into mine," I told him. "Of course, I stopped him. And...yeah....Well do
you have anything to say....just stop SITTING THERE!!" I yelled getting
annoyed at his careless attitude.

"Well Sal," he said as he grabbed a towel next to his bed and walked
toward me, " I knew you weren't going to do anything." He started to
dry my chest slowly with the towel. "While I knew you were attempting,
successfully I might add, to make me jealous. There's no way you'd
REALLY do anything." And he was now drying my face and hair.

"What makes you think that? You really pissed me off today, and you were
wrong and I had right to do something with Brad," I told him angrily as
he was drying my arms.

"Yeah, I was wrong. And I'm sorry...but even with that. You'd never
cheat on me. You love me too much," he said as I suddenly noticed he was
drying my underwear covered cock quite thoroughly.

A soft moan escaped my lips, but I remembered Jessica. "Wait. What did
you do with Jessica today?" I asked as I pulled his hand off my cock.

"Not much," he said as he dove his face into the nook of my neck, and
started giving me what I'm sure would be a massive hickey the next day.

"What do you...mean not much," I said as I was getting horny, but still
wanted to know what he did.

"Well she kissed me, and rubbed my cock a little," he said.

".....AND?!?!" I said, not nearly as nonchalant as Brent was.

"Well that's it. I didn't do shit....I mean....the kiss I didn't really
take part in, and that was just for like 4 seconds or something. And the
cock rubbing...well I didn't stop that automatically...I let her do that
for like 30 seconds, before I stopped her."

I wasn't really angry at Brent, because he WAS being honest, and he
stopped her after all....

"Okay.." I said as I ground my cock into his hand. "But there has to
be a punishment for your actions," I said playfully.

"Oh really? What's that?" he said as he backed away with a raised
eyebrow and grin.

"Hmm...let`s be a little rough tonight," I told him.

"...Say what?" Brent said confused.

"I mean like...we haven't done anything kinky really....let's just do it
for fun. Let`s be rough and hard and intense tonight," I told him.
It's always been a fantasy to have a cock rubbed in my face real hard,
and to do it vice versa.

"Okay."

"okay...get on your knees," I told him.

My cock still wasn't all that hard yet. So I wanted to rub it on his
face while it was soft, till it was hard. I pulled off my underwear
quickly and when he was on his knees, I quickly shoved my cock onto his
face. He started moaning, and I did too. I ground myself all over his
face, over his lips, nose, eyelids, everywhere. When I started to get
hard, I rammed my cock in his mouth. He started to gag, and that turned
me on so much, since Brent never gags.

I started to face fuck him really hard, the hardest I ever have. I could
tell Brent liked it too, since he pulled my ass to fuck his mouth harder.
I was so turned on, as Brent was pulling my balls really hard, and I knew
I was going to blow anytime soon to this intense pleasure.

"I'm gonna cum. Let me cum on your face," I told him, as I wanted to
explore another sexual kink.

"Do it babe, cum on my face," he said as I pulled my cock from his
mouth and he jacked me furiously, while licking my cock head. I erupted
my first volley of cum across his cheek, my second across his lips and
nose while also into his mouth, and the third and fourth ones across his
closed right eye. When I was done I started rubbing my cock on his
cheeks, and mixing the cum over his face, as he licked the cum off my
cock.

"Mmmm...that was so good," I told him.

"Oh yeah," he said as he wiped some more cum off his face, and licked
it off his finger. "My turn," he said as he shoved me to the floor.
"But this time, you're only gonna get my cock ready for your ass. K?"
he told me.

"Got it," I said as I opened my mouth preparing for his cock.

"Oh, you want this?" he teased, as he rubbed his cock across my lips,
and slapped it on my cheeks.

"Yes," I replied as I was chasing his cock with my mouth.

"All right, here it is," he replied as he shoved it in my mouth. I
however, didn't gag as I sucked Brent's cock so many more times than
he's sucked mine, I wasn't too shocked by the invasion. And he began
face fucking me, and it felt so good and natural as his cock filled my
mouth and throat. The pain, and taste felt amazing as he was face fucking
me.

He pulled out of my mouth, and pulled me up with his arms and threw me
bent over, across the bed. His strength was always so shocking to me.
Almost as soon as I was situated, Brent rammed his cock into my ass. I
shouted loudly, and Brent told me to be quiet. Brent fucked my ass,
savagely and it was painful, but so pleasurable at the same time. Soon,
the pain was completely gone, and my eyes were rolling in the back of my
head at the intense pleasure of Brent fucking me. It was unlike any time
Brent ever had sex with me. He fucked me with pure animal lust, and I
wasn't just feeling waves of pleasure, I was feeling a full out tsunami
through my body. He told me to stand up, and we stood up, we his cock
still in my ass, and he began to fuck me with myself bent over slightly,
as we both stood upright. He pulled his arm around to my front, and
started jacking me furiously. He pulled my back against his chest, and he
started tweaking my nipples, and biting my ear. As he slowly jacket my
cock now, it was a great contrast with his ultra-fast fucking. I was
nearing orgasm, and told Brent, "Fuck me as hard as you possibly can."
And he did just that, and my knees started buckling, as I cummed my
second time into Brent's hand. As my anus clamped his cock, he jammed
his cock as deep into my hole as possible. I reached under and through my
legs, and began fondling his balls which elicited soft moans from him.
When he was done cumming, he brought his cum covered hand to his mouth
and slurped it clean.

He slowly pulled out of me, and turned me around. We both stared into
each other's exhausted faces and our lips met in a tired, and passionate
kiss. I dropped on my back onto Brent's bed, and Brent fell ontop of me,
as we both laughed.

"You know Sal, I really am sorry about Jessica. You know you're the
only person I love, and am so utterly attracted and hot for you. Just
because I may like Jessica a little bit, it doesn't mean anything about
our relationship. I mean...I went gay for you," he joked, as I pinched
him.

"Yeah...I agree completely. I mean, Brad's hot and all. And he's
tempting...but he's nothing compared to you," I told him as I brushed
his cheek that was resting on my chest.

We soon fell asleep, and I woke up in the middle of the night with my
arms wrapped around Brent, who was drooling with a small pool of slobber
in the middle of my chest.

"I love you," I whispered as he was sleeping.

"I love you too Sal," he said in his sleep. And at that moment, I knew
for an utter fact that the only person he loves, and even dreams about
loving is me. I fell back asleep, completely content.

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Well there's chapter Chapter 5! Sorry it's been such a long wait, but
life has been pretty busy. But here's this chapter, and I hope you guys
are happy with it! ^_^ Hopefully, it won't be long for the next chapter
to be up!