Date: Tue, 7 Apr 2015 13:24:28 -0700
From: Barry Johnson <sweepingmarrow007@gmail.com>
Subject: Unobtainable Love 4

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fictional. Any resemblance to any person is entirely coincidental.

 Characters:

Alex: 15 year old, Hispanic, slim lightly muscular body, hazel eyes, 6 inch
dick Height: 5'6 Skin type: Tan

Eric: 17 year old, mixed(white/black) (light skinned) brown eyes, slim well
defined muscular body, 7 inch dick Height: 5'8

Jasmine: Has a slim athletic build. She has long legs and curvy hips. She
has long straight hair that she styles differently everyday. She is
Hispanic.

Brandon: Well you'll see ;)



Unobtainable Love - Part 4



"Oh fuck...."

There, amidst all the the steam in the bathroom, stood Alex- in the shower,
slowly stroking his dick. He would increase and decrease his pace all while
edging himself. What he was imagining was only what he hoped could happen.

"Mmmm.........mmm.....please.......don't stop......"

"You like that don't you, baby?"

Alex could only respond in a hushed whimper.

Eric slowly pulled out until only the tip of his dick was inside Alex's
warm tunnel. As slowly as he pulled out, he pushed back in.

"Ooooooh goddddd.........."

As much as Eric loved quick and rough sex, he enjoyed the feel of Alex's
tunnel constricting around his dick. In this way, he thrust in and out
slowly for twenty minutes. Alex could barely contain his moans.

"Shhh, baby, you're gonna wake up Jazz n my mom."

"Mmmmmmhhhh....."

Alex's moan were quickly muffled as Eric's lips came crushing down on
his. Eric started thrusting with more urgency. The sounds of their coupling
lightly resounded in his room. Eric quickly pulled out with a grin on his
face as Alex quietly moaned the absence of his dick.

"Turn around, baby, doggy style."

Alex complied as quickly as he could. Eric knew that this wasn't the most
romantic position but he had something in his mind that he wanted to try
out. As he inserted his cock into Alex, he moved down to nibble on Alex's
ear, alternating between thrusting hard and gently. Slowly but surely, Eric
put his hand around Alex's neck. His forearm connected with Alex's throat
while his hand lay on Alex's shoulder. If he used his other hand, it would
look like a choke hold but he didn't want to scare Alex. Gripping Alex's
shoulder firmly, he lifted Alex's chest off the bed.

"Oooh fuck..... Oh fuck, baby. PLEASE don't stop...."

In this position, Eric was thrusting upwards sending waves of pleasure into
Alex's warm hole. Eric's left arm wrapped around Alex's stomach while the
right held him at the chest. Alex turned his head to the left to kiss the
boy that was pleasing him. Eric started thrusting faster as he fiercely
made out with Alex. Both boys were nearing the point of no
return. Suddenly, without warning, Alex let out a moan and came painfully
onto the bed below him. Five ropes of cum splattered the sheets. Alex's
convulsing hole brought Eric to a much wanted orgasm. He thrust like a
rabbit as he filled the condom with his teen cum. Eric's orgasm was so
strong he couldn't make a sound as he came. Both boys, completely
exhausted, lay in the messy sheets together. Moments later Eric slid out of
Alex. Minutes passed without either of them uttering a single word. Eric
turned to the sounds of sniffling.

"Hey...hey...baby, why are you crying?" he asked.

"I don't have you," replied a tearful Alex.

"You have me baby, you have me.......always and forever........."

Alex looked down to see his hand and part of the wall covered in cum. His
need to have Eric seemed to grow by the hour. He quickly cleaned himself
off and finished his shower. His friendship with Eric had seemed to develop
in the last two days. They where inseparable, always laughing,studying, and
texting. There was a sort of innocence to their friendship that everyone
picked up on. Jazmine even commented that they had a brotherly bond. It
hurt that I was just that; but to have Eric close on a constant basis was
enough.

"So, honey, who's the lucky guy?"

"What?"

"Oh don't play coy with me young man. I haven't seen you this happy since
we bought you Jack."

"Mom, there is no lucky guy and as for Jack he knows he's the only man for
me, ain't you boy?"

Alex's husky gave a small yelp and proceeded to lick his face.

"Eww stop it, Jack. Jack...."

"Ben, do you believe your son?"

"Ha! Not at all. The only time I was happy like that was when I scored the
winning goal in the championship game. May I add that you were as beautiful
as ever."

"Oh stop it!"

"And the day we spent in our secret little hideout underneath that old oak
tree."

"Hmm I remember that day; you held me with such love. I remember feeling
warmth on the chilly night staring at the stars."

"Ok I don't want to know what happened that night," said Alex

"Oh, baby, we made you," she said with a grin

"Ok. I'm out ... Bye"

"Ha!"

Alex grabbed his backpack and headed out of the door. He quietly walked
down the street thinking of school and his assignments.

"What's up, dude?"

"Hey!"

"What's with the face?"

"Nothing. Just my parents reminiscing about the time they made me."

"Oh god...that's horrible."

"I know, right."

"So, any good details?"

"Really, Eric!"

"Ha!" he said as he broke out into a chuckle

"Oh, dude, you're going to meet Brandon today."

Alex froze but quickly got moving again

"Oh yea..."

Don't worry about him - he's harmless

"Yea, harmless," Alex thought to himself. What he gathered from Jazz was
that Brandon was excellent at reading people. Jazz went as far as to say
she wouldn't have met Eric without Brandon.

The walk to school was uneventful. Alex was able to get through four
periods without a hitch. One of his teacher mentioned something about a
field trip but he didn't pay attention. As lunch approached, Alex tried to
remain as calm as he could. Soon as the bell rang. As he walked to the
benches he say Eric and Jazz and who he assumed was Brandon.

Brandon stood at 6 feet tall, what a hunk of a man. His arms were
stretching the fabric of his jacket. Accompanying his impressive arms were
his equally impressive legs. This guy had muscular calfs which Alex could
only assume developed over long periods of vigorous exercise. His deep
brown eyes seemed to be the only thing on this guy that looked gentle. As
Alex got closer, he noticed that Brandon almost looked like the rapper Big
Sean - but one feature stood out. A little bit above his right eye was a
mean-looking scar. The scar was about half the size of his index finger. It
gave Brandon a very intimidating look that sent shivers down Alex's spine.

"Hey, dude," Eric said with a grin.

"This is Brandon."

"What's up, little man?"

"Hey."

"Well, that was awkward," Alex thought to himself. Lunch proceeded like any
other day. There was laughter and food. All through this, Brandon didn't
stop staring at Alex. Alex lost count on how many times he blushed.

"Hey, bro, mind hanging out with Alex for a while after school? Practice is
gonna take a while."

"Sure, bro. I got you."

"Fantastic," Alex thought to himself.

The rest of the day went by slowly as Alex waited nervously for the bell to
ring. As he left class, he wondered whether he should walk home alone
instead of facing Brandon but the need to see Eric shirtless with
basketball shorts on ruled that out. He walked silently and met up with
Brandon by the gym.

"Hey, little man."

"Hey."

"We didn't get to have proper introductions, I'm Brandon Jones."

"Hi, Brandon. My name is Alex Ramirez."

"Your name sounds familiar, have I met you before?"

"Yeah at lunch."

"Really? I didn't seem to notice."

"Jerk."

"I'm just fucking with you. So, how did you meet my boy Eric?"

"I bumped into him on the way to school."

"Oh really, hmm your story doesn't match with his."

"What was his story?" Alex asked.

"Well, he told me you bumped into him and then you went into some sort of
trance."

"Oh...that."

Alex immediately blushed. He could vividly remember that day.

"Well yeah, I had a lot on my mind that day. If you don't mind me asking,
how did you get that scar on your forehead."

"Was that the first thing you noticed when you saw me?"

"No....yeah I did; it gives you sort of an intimidating look."

"Yeah I've gotten that a lot, I got this scar the same day I met Eric. I
was twelve at the time and I used to hang out with my older cousins a
lot. One day we saw this boy holding hands with another boy. One of my
cousins started to yell out insults while my other cousin threw pebbles at
them. When one of the boys threw a pebble back, my cousins and their
friends charged at them. Poor kids didn't have a chance. We chased them to
the park and proceeded to beat them. I knew it was wrong, but out of fear
of my cousins I hit the them anyways. When I thought they had enough my
cousins kept going. I yelled for them to stop but they didn't listen. When
I pushed my cousins off one of the boys, they turned their attention to me
and proceeded to beat me as well. They yelled at me that I was bitch "just
like those fags". They stopped after a couple of minutes. Every time I
tried to get up, they would kick me back down. Then one of my cousins
offered me his hand. I took it and he pulled me up and brought me into a
sort of hug. He calmly whispered in my ear "you're a bitch" then he pushed
me away and everything went black. I woke up disorientated in a bed that
wasn't mine. Sitting next to me were the same boys that I helped beat up."

"Hi I'm Eric."

"And I'm Joshua."

"They told me that one of the boys had struck me in the head with a
rock. Eric and Josh carried me to Eric's house where his mom took care of
our wounds. I asked why they had shown me mercy when I hadn't. Eric calmly
told me that when you see someone in need you help them in any way you
can. I wanted to ask why they were holding hands, but I was too scared
to. So later that evening I met Eric's mom and boy did that woman scare the
crap out of me. She stated asking why I had done this to her son. She told
me that I was a bully for picking on Eric and Josh. Josh tried to protest
that it wasn't my fault but Mrs. Gibson wasn't having any of that. In the
end, I tearfully explained everything to her. She forgave me over time but
I was more surprised that Eric and Josh had the instant they brought me
home. We became friends after that, but a couple of years ago Josh moved to
Chicago. So it's been just me and Eric ever since."

"I....don't know what to say....."

"It's probably one of the few things that I actually regret happening but
I'm also grateful. I would never have met Eric if it hadn't happened.

Brandon's story was sad but it lead to a good outcome at least. Alex did
have one question.

"So did you ever figure out why they where holding hands?"

"Yes I did but it's not my secret to tell. You'll have to ask Eric if you
really want to know but I wouldn't expect an answer."

That response kind of disappointed him a little bit but it also made him
more eager to find out.

"So, Alex, tell me about yourself."

"There isn't really anything to say."

"Oh come on I told you my story why don't you return the favor the favor?"

"I.......... "

Authors note: Well that's it for this one guys. We'll see if Alex is
willing to talk about himself in the next one. Also I would love to again
thank my editor for his wonderful input. I'm am grateful for it! :)