Date: Fri, 29 May 2015 15:59:40 +0100
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Possession - Chapter 13

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Finally, below is a quick character recap to help remind you of who is
involved in the story.

Nicky – 14 – The main character, with the power to possess other
peoples' minds.

Martin – 17 – Nicky's older brother, also gay and aware of Nicky's
power

Danny – 11 – Nicky's bratty younger brother, unaware of how Nicky
does the things he does

Oli – 14 - Nicky's best friend, bisexual and aware of Nicky's power

Mark – 14 – A classmate of Nicky's who, despite being humiliated by
Nicky's powers, quickly became his friend. Aware of Nicky's power and
probably bisexual

Mr Ferguson (Riley) – The PE teacher at Nicky's school and his new
secret lover, unaware of his young friend's power

Carl – 15 – Another former victim of Nicky's power and the cause of
his injuries, but recently befriended. Also gay but unaware of Nicky's
ability.

Anyway, on with the story


Possession

Chapter 13

by Matt


As if my mention of getting naked triggered something in us, a few rounds
of dares later we all sat there without our clothes. Inevitably that also
meant that we were all sat there with boners too which in turn led to a lot
of awkward stares at each other. I found myself even feeling a little shy
about being naked in front of Oli for some reason, perhaps because of the
obvious arousal, or maybe because we weren't alone.

Needless to say, Oli was virtually transfixed with Mark, taking in every
inch of exposed skin, every curve and line, every little hair on his
body. Mark certainly didn't seem to mind the attention, leaning backwards
on his hands with his legs stretched out, boner pointing skyward.

By this point, Mum and Dad had gone to bed, leaving the house silent, but
we had panicked momentarily when we heard movement on the stairs, worrying
someone was about to walk in and see us. Fortunately it was just Martin
returning home, his bedroom door opening and then quickly closing behind
him.

"So whose turn is it?" Mark asked with a grin.

"Mine." Oli said happily. "And I think I'll have another dare!"

Mark wasted no time in getting things moving, quickly saying back, "Wank,
until your next turn!"

Oli smiled, happy to have an excuse to touch his straining erection, but
also enjoying putting on a show for me and Mark. We both watched for a few
moments before moving on.

"Guess I'll have a dare too!" I said, not sitting as comfortably as the
others. I could only lean on one hand thanks to the cast and, although my
ribs were feeling better each day, they throbbed a little as I found myself
leaning to one side.

"Ooh, I've got a good one!" Oli said happily. "You've got to suck Mark's
dick!"

I shrugged. "No problem."

"Yeah, fine with me!" Mark said happily.

"But..." Oli interjected, "You've got to do it using Martin!"

Mark's smile quickly changed into a slightly worried frown as I just shook
my head, wondering where these ideas of Oli's came from.

"Wait here, I'll be right back!" I said, concentrating on my older brother.

I found myself in darkness. He was laying on his bed, presumably having got
straight in when he got to his room, most of his clothing casually thrown
aside. As I sat up, I wondered if I should protect his dignity and cover up
a little before going back to my room, but decided it would give the other
two a thrill to see him appear in just his underwear.

As I stood, I wobbled and flopped back onto the bed, my head spinning. For
a moment I wondered if my powers were acting strangely again, but quickly
realised Martin had probably just been drinking. I was not used to the
sensations caused by the alcohol so it took a few moments to get used to.

I stood up again and staggered over to the wall, leaning against it as I
headed for the door, then crept as quietly as I could down the hallway and
into my own room. Mark and Oli looked at me eagerly, their eyes widening as
they saw the near-naked seventeen-year-old body I was in.

"I think I owe someone a blow job!" I said, my speech very slightly
slurred.

I moved to the centre of our triangle and knelt down, then looked Mark in
the eye and gave him a wink. He grinned back at me and watched as I leant
down to take his cock into my mouth.

"Oh wow." he muttered as my lips caressed the base of his cock, the entire
thing taken straight down Martin's throat.

As I knelt there sucking, I felt a hand suddenly on my rear. Looking round,
I saw Oli was eagerly groping me, presumably enjoying the chance to get his
hands on Martin again. That was when a new plan formed in my mind.

I pulled off of Mark's erection, getting a slightly sad-looking frown from
him and said eagerly, "I've got an awesome idea." I stood up, staggered
over to my closet and grabbed my school tie and a couple of others I had
for special occasions. I pulled off Martin's underwear, getting happy
stares from them both, sat back down by the bed, reached my hands behind
the foot of it and said to the other two, "Tie my hands!"

They looked at each other in shock, wondering exactly what I was
volunteering for. Getting past their momentary hesitation, they jumped
forward and reached under the bed to restrain my hands with one of the
ties.

"Okay, now my ankles." I instructed. They complied once again and I gave my
final instruction. "Now blindfold me!"

Oli tied the blindfold around my head (Martin's head!?) as Mark asked,
"Nicky, what are you doing?"

"Just playing a game." I said happily. "When I go back to my body, start
doing whatever you want to Martin, but don't say a word. Only I can speak,
okay?"

"Sure."

"Yeah."

I concentrated on my own body and found myself returning instantly, then
looked round at Martin. If I hadn't already been hard before, I would have
been then as I saw the naked teen sitting there blindfolded and restrained.

"What's going on?" Martin asked as he recovered from the possession. He
pulled at the wrist restraints but couldn't get free. "What the fuck's
going on?" he demanded, now sounding a little more worried.

I crept towards him, ran a hand down his chest and whispered in his ear,
"You're just dreaming!" I knew he was unlikely to believe me, but in his
drunken state it just might be enough to make him doubt what he was
feeling.

I gestured for Mark and Oli to begin and they literally jumped at the
opportunity, both reaching for his cock at the same time. Mark got there
first so Oli settled for playing with his chest.

"Hey!" Martin called out, surprised by the dual touching, but not
protesting for long. His cock rapidly stiffened under Mark's eager stroking
and Oli's caressing. He began moaning happily. "Mmm, best dream ever!" he
mumbled.

I was fairly sure he knew he wasn't actually dreaming, but it was nice of
him to play along anyway. Oli reached up and took hold of Martin's head,
then pulled him into a kiss. I wondered if he knew who it was. It was a
mouth he should recognise from earlier in the week, so he may have, but I
couldn't be sure. Either way, he definitely seemed to be enjoying it from
the way his cock oozed precum. It dribbled down onto Mark's fingers.

Mark looked over at me, then down at his hand, then back at me. I gestured
for him to lick it and wondered if he would actually do it. He seemed a
little hesitant, but slowly raised the hand and licked the sticky fluid
off. Grinning at me as he did it, he dropped his head down into Martin's
lap and took the source of it into his mouth.

There was a grunt of pleasure from Martin, muffled by Oli's lips. Oli
pulled away, looking down at what Mark was doing and tapped him on the
head. Silently Mark pulled away too and saw Oli gesturing for them to
switch places. Oli wasted no time in continuing the blow job Mark had
started, but the other boy seemed nervous about what to do with my big
brother.

Mark moved close, looking like he might kiss Martin too, then looked at me
and blushed as he instead leant down to suck on a nipple.

A couple of minutes later, Martin grunted excitedly as he filled Oli's
mouth with his spunk, panting happily as both boys backed away.

"I think that's enough for this dream!" he said with a grin. "But maybe
I'll have a similar dream again another time!"

I immediately possessed him and instructed the others to untie me. Standing
up, the mixed effects of the alcohol and (by the feel of it) exceptionally
strong orgasm made his legs particularly weak. I didn't even bother to grab
his underwear, I just headed straight out of my room, into his and returned
him to bed before going back to my own body.

"Who enjoyed that then?" I asked as I opened my eyes.

"Your brother's so hot!" Oli said happily. Mark simply nodded and grinned
his agreement.

I stared at them both for a moment, taking in their naked bodies, smiling
at the straining erections and then remembered something. "Hey, weren't you
supposed to be wanking until your next turn?" I asked Oli.

"That's right." Mark agreed with me. "And you haven't been doing it. That
means you get a forfeit!"

I saw a slight hint of a smile flash across Oli's face before he forced a
frown and said, "Fine, let's hear it!"

Mark and I thought for a moment and I found my mind wandering back to last
weekend, to the way I had hidden Oli's clothes from him and how turned on
he had been by it. I shot him an evil grin and said, "Your
forfeit.... you've got to make your way back here!"

"What!?" he exclaimed, looking momentarily panicked before I took
possession of him.

"What are you doing?" Mark asked, looking back and forth between Oli's body
and mine, unsure if I had done anything yet.

"I'm giving him his forfeit. Now hurry up and get dressed, we're going
out!" I said, my grin showing on Oli's face.

After we sneaked out of the house and started walking, Mark kept pestering
me about what my plan was but soon gave up after he realised I wasn't going
to tell him anything. We walked for about fifteen minutes until I decided
to stop. I hadn't chosen any particular spot, I just wanted to be a fair
distance from my house.

"Okay. This'll do." I said as I started to undress.

"Oh my God!" Mark said, shocked at seeing me (or Oli I suppose) strip out
in public so readily. "Put his clothes in your bag." I instructed, handing
items over as I removed them. All I left on were his shoes and socks.

Once Oli was naked, I grinned at Mark and said, "Thanks for the assist,
it's a shame you're gonna miss this."

"What are you..." he started, but stopped mid-sentence as I left Oli's mind
and entered his.

I found myself looking at my now-naked friend, eager to see his reaction
when he regained his bearings.

"What d'you mean I have to get..." he started, picking up right where he
had left off before I possessed him before realising we were somewhere
else. "What the fuck!" he exclaimed, quickly attempting to cover up. "Mark,
what's going on?"

"Firstly," I started, "It's not Mark, it's Nicky. And secondly, this is
your forfeit." I explained.

He stared at me, not quite knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Where are we?"
he asked nervously.

"Russell Street, about a fifteen minute walk from my house." I replied with
a grin. "Now you're gonna walk back there. And I do mean walk, no running!
And you know what, just for fun, you're gonna be jerking off the whole way
too!"

"What? No chance!" he said, just before running off at full speed.

I let him run for a moment before taking possession of him again, making
him run right back to a confused-looking Mark. "Sorry about that." I said
as I returned.

I transferred back to Mark and waited for Oli to realise what had happened.

"Oh come on!" he said dejectedly as he realised he was right back where he
started.

I smirked at his reaction then said, "And that'll keep happening if you
don't follow the rules. Like I said, walk, don't run and jerk off while you
do it. Got it?"

"Fine!" he snapped angrily and started off at a fairly brisk walk.

I watched again for a moment and realised his hands were both by his
sides. A quick mind-switch later, he was back at the start once again.

"What now?" he demanded angrily as he woke up.

"You weren't jerking. Try again!" I said, doing my best not to laugh.

I lived in quite a quiet neighbourhood. It was rare to hear people out and
about later than ten. As it was now gone midnight, the chances of seeing
anyone were beyond slim, but I knew the fear of it still had to be playing
on his mind. Oli hadn't actually started touching himself yet but was
already hard. I wondered exactly what it was that he liked about my tricks
so much. Was it the outdoor nudity, the fear of getting caught or just the
general humiliation? Whatever it was, he seemed to be liking it.

"Let's go." he said, scowling as he grabbed hold of his cock and started
walking.

I followed in Mark's body this time, convinced that he had finally come to
accept the rules. As we walked, I could feel myself getting more and more
aroused too as I watched him play. I actually thought it might be kind of
fun to strip too and walk naked with him but the fact I was in Mark's body
put me off. The last thing I wanted was to accidentally risk exposing him
to more embarrassing attention. He was only just starting to get past what
I had done to him last week and I didn't want to reignite old
issues. Instead I settled for just casually groping the bulge as I walked.

"You know, this is really fucking mean!" Oli snapped.

I thought he was genuinely angry for moment, but as I looked up at his face
I could see him grinning. "Yeah, really looks like you're hating every
second!" I laughed.

Suddenly we saw car headlights ahead of us. I was tempted to order him to
stand proud and be seen, but as much fun as it would have been, there was
just too great a chance that whoever was in the car would just call the
police. A naked teenager walking the streets would look at best like a
trouble maker and at worst, a victim of some kind of foul play. Instead we
both ducked behind a tree and waited for it to pass.

When we started walking again, with Oli's hand still casually stroking
away, he turned to me and said, "This may be fun, but you really are being
mean tonight, aren't you!" His tone was dripping with accusation.

"What? Why?" I asked, wondering what he was getting at. As far as I knew,
I'd been extremely nice all day (current forfeit excluded of course).

"Those truths you were asking Mark earlier." He replied. "You know I like
him, but you're sitting there virtually forcing him to admit to liking you
right in front of me. Total dick move!"

I laughed, thinking he was joking until I saw his expression. "Wait, you
think..." I started, wondering how he could think that. "Oh you absolute
moron. That's not what I was doing. I wasn't trying to get him to say he
likes me, I was trying to get him to say he likes YOU!"

Oli stopped walking and stroking, staring at me in disbelief. "What,
really?"

"Yeah." I insisted, nudging him to continue along the street. I was
starting to think I was more worried about his public indecency than he
was! "D'you really think I'd try and make a move on a guy you like?"

"Well it did seem strange." He said, looking adorably confused. "Wait, so
does that mean you're actually trying to get us together?"

I just grinned.

"But why? I thought you might like Mark too. Or me!" he said, looking
thoughtful before grinning back at me and jokingly adding, "Does this
mean... you don't love me?"

"Aww, don't worry." I said, reaching up and pinching his cheek. "I'll
always love you!" I smiled, but then blushed a little.

He smiled at me sweetly. "You've never said that to me before."

I blushed a little more but smiled through it. "No, I guess I haven't. I
do, though!" I replied honestly.

Oli carried on walking, his face scrunched up. "Huh!" he said, still
looking deep in thought.

"What?" I asked curiously.

"I guess I love you too." he said with a smile. "Never thought I'd say
that, I mean, to a friend."

I chuckled my agreement to his sentiment. We didn't really need to say any
more about it. My mind wandered back onto my match-making, which might be
even easier now that I could actually tell Oli about it.

"I was just thinking, about you and Mark and I've got a plan." I said. He
looked round at me eagerly. "Well when we go to bed, I was thinking that
there'd be room for two in the bed and one on your chair-bed-thing. If I
say that I need space because of my ribs, then I can take the chair and
that'll leave you and Mark sleeping together. How does that sound?"

"Ah." Oli whimpered as his cock erupted, covering the pavement in front of
him with heavy globs of spunk. "It's... safe to say.... I like that idea!"
he said, as the orgasm shuddered through him.

I laughed at him and said, "Come on, we're nearly home."

I allowed him to run with me the rest of the way and we were back inside
the house within minutes. Once we were safely in my room, I stripped Mark
and returned to my own body.

As Mark came to, he looked round and pouted. "Aww, I missed it all."

"Hey, if you wanna see what it was like, I'm happy to send you out next!" I
teased.

"Erm... never mind." Mark said, quickly getting over his disappointment.

I yawned, the events of the day starting to catch up with me on top of the
increased tiredness I seemed to be suffering from during my recovery. Oli
looked at me for a moment like I was giving him some kind of cue, perhaps
to initiate the plan we had discussed on the way it, but I shook my head
and he remained silent.

"I dunno about you guys, but I REALLY need to cum!" I said. It felt a
little strange to be so open about it, but it was pretty hard to deny based
on my throbbing erection. Mark was in the same state and the sight of us
was helping Oli recover quickly from his previous orgasm.

"Circle jerk!" Oli said happily, his eyes lighting up.

Mark looked keen, but I just raised my cast-covered hand. "I'd give you a
lefty, but it just doesn't seem to work right." I giggled.

"Not like me then, I'm good with both hands!" Oli bragged.

I laughed at his boast, but then realised he had given me an idea. "Okay,
everyone on the bed!" I instructed. We all sat side-by-side, leaning on the
wall. I had made sure Oli was in the middle. "Okay then Oli, if you're so
good with both hands.... show us!"

"Gladly!" Oli said. He reached out to either side and took hold of both
mine and Mark's boners, stroking them eagerly but tenderly.

"Mark, I can't really do it myself, so why don't you help Oli." I
suggested. Oli looked at me and grinned as he realised what I had
orchestrated, I just winked back.

I sat there enjoying the handjob, but ultimately getting more satisfaction
from the successful plan. Mark and Oli seemed more than happy to be sitting
there wanking each other off. Mark was first to shoot, covering his chest
and stomach with his cum, while I followed shortly after. It seemed Oli
wasn't exaggerating when he said he was good with both hands. Thanks to his
earlier release, Oli took a little longer, but that just gave them both
more time to enjoy it.

Once he had cum and we all cleaned off, I yawned again, this time giving
Oli the cue for the plan.

"So who's sleeping where?" Oli asked. "Two can fit in the bed."

"You two take the bed, I'm the new guy." Mark said sweetly with a slight
shrug as he headed towards the chair.

"Nah, it's okay." I replied casually. "If I shared I'd probably get an
elbow in the ribs and wake up in pain. You two take the bed and that way
I'll have all the space I need."

"You sure?" Oli asked, playing along.

"Yep, in fact, I insist." I said, folding out the chair into bed mode.

Mark and Oli both looked a bit awkward about getting into bed, but
eventually Mark got in first, laying down and facing the wall as Oli got in
behind him. I kept the light on for a minute, giving them time to get
comfortable and watched with a huge grin as I saw Oli tentatively reach
over and place a hand on Mark's hip.

I clicked the light off and lay down on my own. A few minutes later, I
heard shuffling and could just make out them moving closer together. I
found myself thinking about Riley and wondering if I would ever get to
cuddle up in bed with him. I suddenly felt very lonely laying there,
knowing that Mark and Oli would get to cuddle all night.

A few more minutes passed and I heard more movement and a low hiss of
whispering. I wondered what they were doing, but smiled as I imagined what
it might be. Knowing Oli he was probably propositioning another wank!

Surprisingly, I couldn't have been more wrong. I heard more movement and as
I looked round, I could just about make out Oli sitting up. He leaned down
and grabbed at my wrist, pulling me up. I allowed him to lead me, standing
before he pulled me towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" I whispered. "The plan!"

"Some things are more important." he whispered back.

At first I thought he was just putting me in his place, but as he
manoeuvred me into position behind Mark, he cuddled up against my rear. I
slipped an arm under and around Mark as Oli did the same to me and the
three of us curled up together, making me the meat in a Mark/Oli
sandwich. It was definitely a tight fit and Oli was probably in constant
fear of falling out, but it just felt amazing. I had never felt so close to
anyone in my life.

Despite the cramped conditions, I heard Mark's breathing change as he fell
asleep, followed by Oli, with me close behind.

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I remember waking up some time around two as I felt Oli moving. He was
getting out of bed and I figured he just needed the toilet or something so
I went back to sleep.

So far, everything that's happened, has happened to me so I've been able to
tell you about it in my own words. What happened next though, happened
while I was asleep so I can't do that. As such, I'm gonna have to hand you
over to my best friend Oli who's going to tell you all about it (sorry in
advance, I hope you survive the experience!)

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Hey there. Okay, so I wake up and I'm so unbelievably horny. Yeah, I know
I'd cum, like, twice before we went to bed but a couple of wanks really
doesn't do the job when you're just dying for something else. I was totally
boned up and I really thought the way I was poking Nicky in the back might
wake him up too but no such luck, he just moved round a bit and went back
to sleep.

I was laying thinking 'I need to cum I need to cum I need to cum' and Oli
junior just seemed to be getting harder and harder so I'm thinking I need
to do something. I played with it a bit, but it still wasn't enough,
'specially cos every time I loved I felt like I was gonna fall off the
bed. Bringing Nicky up into bed was the right thing to do cos it was
totally obvious he was all lonely down there on his own, but it didn't
exactly leave me with much elbow room!

But I kept coming back to the same problem. You can't just have a wank when
you really need a fuck. Now Nicky's real sweet and Mark's totally hot, but
they're not as.... erm, advanced when it comes to sex and I don't think
waking up with Oli junior poking their asses is how they wanna experience
anal for the first time. That was when I remembered there was someone else
in the house who could definitely handle me – Martin!

So now I'm laying there thinking that I can't go and wake Martin at two in
the morning for a fuck. He'd be totally pissed. Or would he? I gotta admit,
if I was sleeping and suddenly Mark or Nicky woke me up and said, "I wanna
fuck you." I wouldn't be complaining, but then that's me. Nicky always says
I'm weird!

I lay there and I lay there and I lay there and eventually I just think
'Fuck it! What's the worst that could happen?' I climb out of bed, sneak
out of the room and go into Martin's room. He's snoring away like he always
does. I can usually hear him through the wall when I stay over. I start
wondering how I should do this. Should I jump on him and just say, "I need
sex. Sex me now!" Nah, too blunt. Or I could play the innocent little boy,
tell him I had a bad dream and ask to get in bed with him and then let my
hands wander. Nah, I'd never keep a straight face. Finally I decide on a
sneakier approach, get him started before he's even awake!

I decide to make a bit of a game of it, see how much I can do without
waking him up. He's a pretty sound sleeper and I think that there's maybe a
chance I could just fuck him and he'd never know. That'd actually be pretty
hot. Or rape. Okay, maybe not take it that far without his consent, but at
least getting him hard should be harmless enough.

I reach over and pull back the covers and thankfully he never bothered
putting any clothing on after he left Nicky's room earlier so he's just
laying there naked. He's pretty hot really. He'd always just been Nicky's
big brother to me. Pretty cool as big bros go, but still that's all he
was. Since I started liking guys more, and especially since I started
fucking (thanks Tobias!) he suddenly looks a lot more appealing. That fuck
on Tuesday night was fucking awesome!

I reached down and took hold of his cock and started playing with it. It
only took a few minutes, but soon he was as hard as I was (seriously, Oli
junior refused to go down!) He was still asleep so I took it a little
further. I leant down and licked it. It twitched a little, but he didn't
wake, so I took the whole thing in my mouth. Well, not the whole thing, I
haven't quite mastered deep-throating yet, but I took as much as I could,
happily sucking away on it.

Suddenly, from above me I hear, "Ahem, can I help you?"

I drop his cock out of my mouth, grin at him and say, "I'm so fucking
horny. I want you to fuck me, then I wanna fuck you and maybe after that
you can fuck me again. That okay?"

He laughed but didn't say a word. He just reached out, grabbed some lube
and chucked it at me. "Fine, but you're doing all the work!"

That was fine with me. Honestly I like being in charge, so being able to
just ride him again sounds fucking perfect. Within seconds, I've got him
lubed and filling my arse as I sit on top of him. I give him all my best
moves – clenching my hole, sliding all the way off and dropping back on,
quick short bounces, gyrating my hips to twirl him inside me – he loves
them all and it doesn't take long before I feel him cum inside me. I know I
should have been using a condom, and with anyone else I would have, but I
know Martin and I trust him. He doesn't seem the type to do anything
dangerous and he'd definitely never let me take him raw if he thought it'd
put me at risk! But anyway, he's moaning happily and Oli junior feels like
he could go off at any second.

I pull off of Martin, lube his hole and my dick and just push straight
in. A few thrusts and I'm about ready to go off. I almost regret how turned
on I was. While it felt great to cum inside him, it was shame not to enjoy
him for a bit longer.

"Wanna go again?" I asked Martin, taking hold of his cock.

That was another reason I regretted cumming so quickly. If I'd taken a bit
longer, he might have had more time to get turned on again, but as it was,
he was still pretty limp from cumming inside me.

"Sorry kid, I don't think I can yet." he said, groping my leg.

I just shrugged. I figured as I was there, I may as well enjoy myself so I
lay down next to him and started kissing him. He seemed a little surprised
at first. I think he thought I was just there for a fuck, which I suppose I
was, but something just seemed right about kissing him. He's a good kisser,
probably the best I've had (don't tell Nicky I said that) and I kinda lost
track of time as I lay there making out with him.

I was so caught up in it that I hadn't even noticed he'd pulled the covers
back over us both. I only realised when we stopped kissing and he slipped
an arm under me, pulling me into a cuddle. My head was on his chest, my
hand on his stomach, held firmly in his. Before I really knew what was
going on, I was falling asleep in his arms.

So back to Nicky I guess, thanks for reading!

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I woke again at about four as I felt Mark sit up.

"What's up?" I asked sleepily.

"Where's Oli?" he asked, looking across to the gap behind me.

"Hold on, I'll find out." I said. I concentrated on him for a moment and
then returned within seconds. "He's sleeping with Martin." I said, closing
my eyes again and pulling Mark down to join me.

My eyes hot open as I realised what I had just said. It wasn't the fact
that Oli was in bed with Martin that surprised me, it was the fact I had
just told Mark, the guy Oli supposedly liked, that he was in bed with
someone else. I couldn't help wondering if that single comment may have
undone all the hard work I had done to push them together.

"Oh, okay." Mark said, not sounding the slightest bit bothered. He lay back
down, pulling my arms tightly around him.

A few minutes later he whispered, "You still awake?"

"No." I said, slightly grumpily at yet another interruption to my attempts
to sleep.

"Very funny." he replied, not taking the hint. "Can I ask you something?"

I sighed and couldn't help smiling when my breath on the back of his neck
made him giggle slightly. "Sure, what's up?" I replied.

"Earlier, when we were playing truth or dare... was there going to be a
third question?" he asked.

I froze, eyes wide once again. "I don't.... really remember the first two."
I said, feigning ignorance.

"You asked if I had a crush on someone, then you asked if that someone was
in the room." he explained, dashing any hope I had of weaselling out of the
whole thing.

"Oh yeah, that." I said, wondering where he was going with it.

"Yeah, that. Was you gonna ask another question if I hadn't chosen a dare?"
he asked.

"Nah." I lied. "I felt like I'd embarrassed you enough."

I felt him fidget a little in my arms. "Oh." he said, sounding a little
disappointed. He went quiet again and I hoped that was the end of it, but
then he turned over, rotating in my arms to keep them around him as he
brought himself face-to-face with me. "Ask me the second question again."
he demanded.

I gulped. With Oli gone and only the two of us in the room, I immediately
knew which way this was heading. "D... do you... have a crush... on
someone.... in this room?" I stuttered nervously.

The room was fairly dark, but I could just make out the slight reflection
of light on his eyes as he stared into me, going silent for a few moments
once again before whispering, "Yes!"

His face, already just inches from mine started moving closer until his
lips were on mine. I closed my eyes, relaxing into the amazing sensation
for a moment before pulling back.

"Wait." I said, my voice shuddering. "I can't do this."

Mark raised a hand and placed it on my cheek. "Why not? What's wrong?"

All I could see running through my mind was Riley. What could I tell Mark
though? I didn't dare tell him the truth, it was just too much of a risk
for Riley. But could I lie? Again? Then I started thinking about what Mark
was actually offering. He liked me. He wanted me and in every way it just
made total sense to let him take me. With Riley I was facing years of
hiding to avoid him getting arrested, more years of hiding after that to
avoid him getting fired. Is that what I really wanted when I had this
beautiful boy laying in my arms, a boy I could actually date openly, well
as openly as a semi-homophobic small town would allow!

I had to say something. I could feel him staring at me in the
darkness. "I'm... I've... I've just kinda started seeing someone." I
stuttered, opting for the truth.

"Just... kinda... started?" Mark repeated the words back to me
questioningly. "So it's not even serious yet?"

I could tell where he was going and I knew I had to resist but his hand
felt so good against my cheek, his bare body pressed against mine. I could
feel my resolve weakening by the second.

"It's not... but... I want it to be." I said. The statement was as joyful
to say as it was painful. I realised that despite the hurdles, I really did
want to carry on going with Riley, even if it meant stopping things with
Mark before they had even started.

"One night." Mark whispered.

"For what?" I asked, confused, subconsciously moving my face against his
hand to enjoy the feeling.

"For us. It's just us. If I can't... have you, at least give me
tonight. Please." He said quietly before moving in to kiss me again.

Justifications ran through my mind, making every excuse I could think of,
but ultimately it didn't matter. He was kissing me and I wasn't going to
stop him. Our first kiss just a week before had been so brief, a mix of
gratitude, relief and shared emotion. This one though, it was something
else. It amazed how much passion I could feel in such gentle kissing. His
hand continued stroking my cheek as my arms tightened around him, pressing
his entire body firmly against me.

He pulled away from the kiss, but only so he could lower his lips so start
nibbling at my neck. My entire body relaxed from the beautiful sensation of
his soft lips on me, my arms releasing him and rolling onto my back. He
nestled into my side, continuing his gentle assault on my neck and
shoulders, occasionally dipping lower onto my chest.

"Oh God." I muttered as I felt his lips on a nipple, my hand running
through his hair. He continued working down, his mouth caressing every inch
of me.

Needless to say, I was ridiculously hard before he even got near my
cock. When he finally stopped his bodily exploration, I felt fingers
wrapping around my boner, getting another whimper of delight from me. Then
came the warm wetness of his mouth, but just for a few seconds before he
pulled off.

"Have you got lube or anything like that?" he asked, his voice shaky with
nerves, his intention quite clear.

"Mark, are you sure..." I started but he cut me off before I could finish.

"I'm sure!" he insisted.

"Okay." I said, probably sounding as nervous as him. I reached down the
side of my bed and grabbed a bottle of lotion that I occasionally used when
wanking and handed it to him.

I heard him click the bottle open and a few seconds later, his hand wrapped
around my cock again, but this time accompanied by a large glob of cool,
wet lotion. He moaned slightly, presumably as he reached back and lubed
himself.

He climbed up and knelt with a knee either side of me, then allowed his
rear to drop until the head of my dick was pressing into his crack. He
reached back with one hand to guide me to his hole then started pushing
down onto it.

He whimpered again, but this time it sounded like it was from pain rather
than pleasure. I reached up, placed a hand on his hip and said quietly,
"You don't have to do this."

"Ah." he moaned again as I felt the head popping through his tight
opening. "I want to." he said shakily.

"Okay, just take it slow!" I said, unsure that I should actually be letting
him do it anyway. It wasn't long before I was moaning along with
him. Feeling myself slipping inside him felt sensational.

He pulled back up, sliding down again, dropping just a little further, then
did it again. After a few more pumps, he had managed to take most of me
inside him.

"Oh fuck." he muttered, sounding more pleasured than pained once again,
much to my relief.

"How does it feel?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

"It hurts. Like, a lot. But once you get past that.... ah... wow, yeah,
fucking awesome!" he explained, his voice wavering.

"Mind if I feel for myself?" I asked. He nodded and I transferred into his
mind. A quick slide up and down showed his description had been fairly
spot-on, pleasure and pain, an exquisite mix. I quickly went back into my
own head and waited for Mark to recover. "Wow, that's... hot!" I said
happily.

"Beyond hot!" he said excitedly, sliding up and down once more.

"I won't... oooh... I won't last long!" I said, my body twitching from
every miniscule movement of his body.

"Oh good." he giggled, pulling up and sliding back down once again.

"Shit!" I murmured, knowing I was only seconds from squirting. "I'm gonna
cum, I'm gonna cum!"

I expected him to pull off and let me shoot over myself, but he just slid
up and down again then moaned along happily with me as I shot inside
him. He remained seated on me for several moments afterwards, presumably
waiting for me to soften a little before getting off. When he finally
pulled up and let me slide out of his hole, he lifted one knee over me and
knelt at my side, letting a hand casually stroke back and forth across my
stomach.

I lay there basking in my post-orgasmic afterglow until I heard sniffling,
it sounded like Mark was crying. "Mark?" I enquired, reaching down to grab
his hand.

He didn't reply, but his sniffling turned into crying. I pushed myself up,
struggling a little but eventually got into an upright sitting position. I
put my arms around him and he rested his head on my shoulder.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" I asked, worried that I may have caused
some damage.

"No." he replied in a whisper. "It's just... I know I said one night,
but...." His words trailed off into tears.

I felt my own eyes watering, both from sympathy for his feelings, but also
for myself as I realised I had turned him down, and would have to keep
doing so, regardless of how amazing it had been.

"We should sleep." I said, hoping to avoid bursting into tears myself. I
lay back down and pulled him with me.

We lay back down as we had been before Oli left, my arms encircling him, my
face nuzzled into the nape of his neck. His crying eventually stopped as he
drifted off to sleep, but I just couldn't get myself to drop off again so I
just lay there holding him as he slept. I couldn't stop thinking about Oli,
about how I had just fucked the guy he liked and how I was probably the
worst friend in the world.

At about six, I heard Oli sneak back in. He climbed in behind me. I didn't
let him know I was awake, I just enjoyed the feeling of him pulling himself
against me again. Back between my two best friends, I eventually managed to
nod off again.