Date: Wed, 31 May 2006 00:49:37 EDT
From: Wstp12345@aol.com
Subject: Unforgettable Chapter 2

	That night, I had several recurring dreams. In one dream, Nick was
being very sweet towards me. He kissed me gently and caressed my body with
his hands. This was a side of Nick Romeo no one saw. The next dream had
Nick being his normal aggressive self. He wanted my ass and wanted it then
and now. We had hot steamy sex in that dream and it felt so good, that I
wished it were a reality. The last and most realistic dream I had that
night was a dream where Nick told the entire school that I begged to suck
his dick. After he said this, everyone started making fun of me. I got beat
up by several students. They kept calling me 'faggot,' and 'queer.' That
was the dream that woke me up in a deep sweat to see that it was morning.

	The sun was shining bright through Kara's living room. I sat up, in
my little corner, and inspected the room. Most of everyone that was there
last night for the party, and even when I came downstairs after the whole
thing with Nick and went to sleep, were all gone. There were a few kids
from school, sprawled out on the couch or leaned against the chair, still
sleeping. Kara was starting to clean the house up.

	"Hey do you want some help with that?" I asked her, picking up a
pillow from the ground. She looked back at me and sighed.

	"If you want to, that'd be great. This is the only thing I hate
about throwing a party. Now, I have to clean up before my parents get
home. And from so much shit that got broken, there's no way my parents
aren't going to notice I had a party."

	"Well, I'll help you out if you want to give me a ride back home."

	"You still don't have your license yet?"

	"Next month, Kara. I'll get it next month."

	"I feel so old with mine. Wait until you get it, dude. It's the
greatest. You get so much freedom. You can do whatever you want."

	"I know. I can't wait."

	"Did your parents buy you a car yet?"

	"Yeah. I have a silver Honda Civic right now. It's just kind of
sitting in the garage waiting for me."

	"That's awesome, J. But yeah, I'll take you home today. I don't
have much of anything else to do. Let me go look in the kitchen. I can only
imagine the disaster that's in here."

	Kara walked into the kitchen, leaving me alone in the living
room. I tried to pick up the garbage as quietly as I could to not disturb
the remaining guests that were still sleeping, sprawled out on the
floor. As I picked up one of the cups on the ground, I felt a hand grab my
shoulder. I jumped and spun around to find Nick behind me.

	"Nick! You scared me."

	"Sorry, dude. You were the only one I saw up. Where's Kara?"

	Where's Kara? That's all this guy is going to say to me. After what
we did last night, he was just going to ask me where Kara was and not say
anything else. I was getting pissed, but at the same time, he was so cute
that I couldn't stay mad. I just sighed it off, remembered that he is
straight. He was also drunk as fuck and probably doesn't remember much of
last night. I would just push it away and act like nothing happened.

	"She's in the kitchen," I said pointing to the kitchen. "I'm
helping her clean the place up so that she can get done faster and she'll
be able to take me home. Wendi left last night without even saying
anything."

	Shit, I just made a reference to last night. Did he remember? The
look on his face wasn't anything unusual. He just kept staring at me, with
the same look he always has. He looked down at the ground and around the
place for a minute then back at me.

	"Dude, I'll give you a ride. Don't worry about it."

	"That's okay. I already told Kara that I would help her."

	It was like he didn't hear a single word I said. Nick walked right
past me, over the kids that were sleeping on the ground and poked his head
into the kitchen. I heard him tell Kara that he was going to take me home
and she didn't have to worry about driving all the way into town. She must
have agreed to it because he came back to me with a smile on his face.

	"I told you she would be cool with it. You need to stop worrying."
After Nick said this, he rubbed my head with his strong large hand. He
pushed me towards the door. I grabbed my hoody off the couch and exited the
house. Nick was close behind me. As we walked towards his truck, I started
feeling guilty for some reason.

	"Nick, you don't have to do this. You live only a couple minutes
away from here. Now, you'll have to go all the way into town."

	"I don't care. If I did, I wouldn't have offered, now would I? Get
in the car." Nick said that with a firm tone in his voice. It was like he
meant it and wasn't going to take no for an answer. Instead of finding out
what would happen if I said no, I just got in the truck. After we buckled
up, Nick turned on the radio. It was country. I wasn't surprised.

	The drive down the highway was pretty awkward. There was that
silence that is the worst thing in the world in tense situations like we
were in. I didn't know what to say to him. We never really talked before
last night. And now, it was even harder to strike up a conversation with
him. This is a guy that I just sucked his dick last night. Not only that,
but a guy that beat me in the face with his dick and I swallowed his
cum. What do I say to someone like that?

	As we got closer to town, Nick turned the radio down and kept
looking over at me. He would snicker every time he did. It was getting to
the point of annoying and I wanted to know what he was laughing at.

	"What?" I asked, trying to sound like I was getting mad. I was, but
I didn't want him to realize he was getting to me.

	"You."

	"What about me?"

	"You're acting weird. Do you think I don't remember what happened
last night?" There it was. This was the icebreaker. The moment I was
waiting for since last night, hit me so hard like a punch to my stomach. I
was lost for words.

	"No. I didn't think you forgot. You were really drunk though."

	"True, but I remember the entire thing."

	"You do?"

	"Yeah. I remember you came up to the bedroom where I was resting
and I asked if you were gay and you admitted you were."

	"No I didn't, Nick." I never admitted that I was gay. I really
didn't. I had told him that I wanted his dick and that he made me hard. The
words, 'I am gay' never came out of my mouth.

	"Yes you did. If you weren't gay, then what were you doing sucking
my cock?"

	I had nothing to say. He caught me right then and there. I just
looked away from him, out the passenger side window. He put his hands on
leg and I jumped.

	"I asked you a question. Answer me when I ask you something. Why
did you suck my dick if you aren't gay?"

	"I don't know. I just did I guess."

	"That's such a pussy answer, Justin. You are gay and you know
it. You wanted my big dick. You know and I know it."

	"What about you?"

	"What about me?"

	"You asked me to suck your dick. Doesn't that make you gay as
well?"

	Nick started laughing at my question. It was that annoying laugh
that was so unique to him. Usually it made me laugh, but at this moment, it
was pissing me off.

	"You sucked my dick, faggot. That doesn't mean I'm gay. That just
meant I was horny and need to get my rocks off. You were there. And in my
book, a mouth is a mouth. It don't matter if it's a guy's mouth or girl's."

	"Whatever. What about when you kissed me? That's pretty gay if you
ask me."

	"I was drunk. I didn't know what I was doing. If I remember right,
you weren't that drunk, at least not to the point that I was. And I also
remember that you weren't exactly pushing me away."

	"Like I could if I wanted to, Nick. You are bigger than me,
stronger than me. I would've never been able to fight you off."

	"You didn't want to, Justin. Stop denying it." Nick picked his hand
up from my leg and placed it on his dick that was growing inside his tight
jeans. He grabbed it through the jeans and jiggled it. "You wanted this and
that's what you got, at least your mouth did. I'm sure you wanted it
somewhere else as well."

	"Can we just drop it, Nick? I don't to talk about it anymore."

	"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. There's a reason I'm
driving you home."

	"I knew there was. What is it?"

	"You know that I have a pretty big reputation at school. Drunk or
not, it wouldn't matter if the school found out that I let some queer suck
my dick. I would lose everything. Plus, all of the girls that I want to
fuck wouldn't fuck me anymore because they would think I was gay. I'm not
gay, Justin. That's you. I just got my dick wet. That's all."

	"What does this have to do with me?"

	"I want you to never say anything to anyone about last night. Do
you understand me? There is no one that knows about last night except you
and me. I'm not telling a single soul so if someone finds out and asks me
about it, I'm going to know that you told them. And if I do find out that
you told someone, I will hunt you down and I will kill you. Do you
understand me?"

	"Are you supposed to scare me?" Where was I getting this nerve all
of a sudden? I couldn't believe I was saying these things to Nick. Then,
out of nowhere, Nick grabbed my throat with his huge hand. He was choking
me.

	"You better be fucking scared of me, Miller. I will fucking kill
you! I will kill your faggot ass if you tell anyone about last night. Am I
making myself understood?"

	I had no other option but to nod my head in agreement. Nick let
loose on his grip, but kept his hand around my neck. Nick's smile return to
his face. It was that evil smile he had when he asked me to suck his dick.

	"Is your house coming up?"

	"Yeah. It's up that hill right there."

	"Is there anyone home right now?"

	"No. My parents are at work. Why?"

	"You'll see." With that, Nick let my neck go and continued driving
up the hill to my house. We got to the gate of my house and I told Nick the
code to push in the security system. Like I said, my parents were very
wealthy and we lived in a gated community, looking over the town. As we
pulled up into my driveway, Nick was in amazed at the size of my
house. "This is where you live?"

	"Yeah."

	"Sweet. You should be throwing some major ass parties up here. This
place is awesome."

	"Yeah...whatever. Thanks for the ride, Nick." I went to get out of
the car, but Nick stopped me by grabbing my side with his arm.

	"Whoa, Justin. I didn't say that you were getting out yet. Before
you left, there was something I wanted to tell you."

	"I already know, Nick. You don't want me to tell anyone about last
night. I won't say anything I swear to God."

	"Shut up, faggot. You don't know what I was going to say because
that wasn't it. I was actually going to tell you that from what I do
remember, you were probably be the best cocksucker I ever had."

	"What?" Was he serious?

	"Yeah. I'm totally serious. I've never got such good head as last
night. None of the girls were as good as you and I have had a lot of girls
suck this dick. You were amazing."

	"Thanks I guess. Was that all? Can I go now?" I couldn't believe
that I was asking Nick for permission to enter my own house.

	"Wait. I wanted you to give me one last encore before you
left. Since we'll probably never do this again and since we both have to
forget last night happened, why not have something to remember each
other. We're both pretty sober now so we'll remember it. What do you say?"

	"You want me to suck your dick again? Are you sure?"

	"Fuck yeah I'm sure, dude. You have a hot ass mouth and I want to
bust a nut so bad. If you couldn't tell, I'm so fucking hard right now and
I'm pretty horny looking at you right now."

	Nick is supposed to be this straight stud, but he just said that
gets horny looking at me. That's not very straight if you ask me. I didn't
care though. I was given another opportunity to suck the dick of the love
of my life. This time, we were both sober and he really wanted this, not
just because he was drunk like it was last night.

	"Fine. I'll give you head, Nick."

	Nick's smile re-appeared. He was like a kid in a candy store whose
mom just gave him the piece of candy he wanted all day. Nick unbuckled his
Confederate flag belt buckle and unbuttoned his pants. Next, he unzipped
his pants and opened them up a bit. His red boxers were exposed and the big
dick that was confined inside was tenting out again. I instantly got hard
at the site of this huge anaconda like being. Nick pulled his boxer
waistband down and exposed the 9-inch monster. He looked up at me and
winked. This was my cue to start I guess. I went down towards his dick and
started jacking it off a bit. Nick then put his hand on my neck and pushed
my head down. I guess he wasn't playing games and was really horny. Taking
the dick in my left hand, I held it firm and stuck it in my mouth. At
first, I just took the head and swirled my tongue around it for a few
minutes. This drive Nick absolutely crazy and the moans started. He was
such a man's man and the moans were more like grunts. As I prepared to take
the entire thing in my throat, I felt Nick's hand move from my neck and
down my back. Next thing I knew, Nick's hand was in the back of my boxers
and kneading my ass. It felt so good with him massaging my ass cheeks.

	"Damn, Miller, you got a firm ass."

	I took this as a compliment and smiled while sucking his
dick. Then, I got something I wasn't expecting. Nick inserted one his long
fingers into my asshole. I had never stuck anything up there so it was
pretty tight. His one finger hurt so badly. A burning sensation took over
my ass. I stopped sucking his dick and looked up at him. He could see the
pain in my eyes.

	"Don't worry, Justin. The pain will go away in a minute. Keep
sucking, buddy."

	Nick pushed my head back down on his cock with his free hand. I
kept sucking his dick while Nick wiggled his finger in my tight ass. As he
was doing this, I kept thinking that Nick thought he was going to be
fitting his monster of a dick up there. There was no way that was going to
happen. Suddenly, more pain shot through my body. Nick had just inserted
another finger into my ass. The pain shot through me and I accidentally bit
down on Nick's dick. He screamed and hit me in the side of the head.

	"What the fuck dude! Don't fucking bite my dick, you faggot!"

	"Nick, I'm sorry. You just startled me when you did that. Why
didn't you tell me you were going to do that?"

	"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blow up on you like that either. Keep
going. I'll just stop at these two."

	Well, I was hoping that he wasn't thinking a third finger was going
up my ass. With his two fingers inside my tight ass, Nick was in his
glory. He was getting his dick sucked and the feeling the tightness of the
tightest ass he's ever had. I managed to get Nick's entire 9-inch cock down
my throat to the point where my nose was resting in his pubic hairs. Nick
was so fucking hairy. The scent was so delicious. It smelled like
Nick. There was no way to describe it. It was the smell I longed to
smell. Nick's started to push down on my prostate inside my ass with his
fingers. This was something very new to me and before I knew anything, I
had the biggest orgasm of my life and I didn't touch my dick once. Nick
made me cum by fingering me. He knew this moment had come when I started
moaning very loudly and slowed down on his dick.

	"Did you cum?"

	I made an agreeing sound while his dick was in my mouth. I looked
up and caught a smile on Nick's face. He was very proud of the fact that he
made me cum without me touching myself. Nick continued to finger me. He was
also getting close to cumming. With his left hand, he started pushing my
head deeper down on his cock. He was pushing and pulling it up and down on
his dick. Finally, after a couple minutes of fucking my mouth, several
shots of cum went down my throat. Nick made the loudest grunts I've ever
heard, far more louder than what I heard the previous night. After the
final spurt hit the back of my throat and then went down, I pulled my mouth
off his dick. Nick's fingers were still in my ass. Suddenly, Nick grabbed
his dick with his left hand and gave one final jerk and a glob of cum shot
out and hit my chin. I looked up at him, cum dripping from my chin and he
started cracking up.

	"You might want to wipe your chin, dude."

	I did like I was told and wiped the cum from my chin. Nick wasn't
done with me though. He knew that I had more of an orgasm in me and kept
fingering my asshole. He found that spot on my prostate and kept pushing
hard on it. It wasn't long before I started moaning and twitching and came
all in my pants.

	"There. Now we're officially done, Justin. Good job."

	Nick pulled his fingers out of my ass and zipped his pants, then
buttoned and buckled his belt. I looked at him one last time and then got
out of the car without saying anything. For some reason, even though I was
willing and loved every minute of it, I couldn't help but to feel violated
of some sort. I got up to my front door and looked back at Nick. He was
sniffing the two fingers that were in my ass. He saw me look at him and
smiles at me. Then, he blew me a kiss and winked before driving off. I
opened the door, walked inside and then shut it, wanting this day to end
and be put behind me, never to be remembered again.

TO BE CONTINUED...