Date: Fri, 27 May 2005 00:36:55 -0400
From: John Clay <water_dragon_05@hotmail.com>
Subject: Impossible

Disclaimer: This story involves explicit sex between minors and should you
find that disturbing or disrespectful in any way, please leave now.  Also,
this is a work of fiction, all events and names that may correlate to real
life people is mere coincidence.

A/N: This story is written in the form of "En Medias Res" or "In the middle
of things" due to the fact that the previous scene which is rather boring
would have taken a book to explain.  With that in mind, please enjoy the
story.

* Written from the POV of Kory *

`Stupid dance, first they wouldn't let us leave, then they would, wish the
morons would just make up their minds for once.  I know it's hard for an
adult to make up their mind but still...'

My thoughts drifted dazedly as I pulled out the keycard I had been given by
that one room mate who's name I couldn't ever seem to remember.  Opening the
door I was surprised to hear the sound of water running in the bathroom.
Moving further into the room I judged by the clothing piled up on the floor
that Darik was the one in the shower.  He was my best friend, and had been
for as long as I could remember.  Taking a second glance at the pile of
cloths on the floor I confirmed what I had first though, he had gone in
naked, and it did not appear that he had taken anything with him.  At this
thought my stomach did an odd flip and I forced it back down as I
concentrated on other issues.

Moving toward the window I looked out into the small courtyard formed by the
"U" shaped hotel we were staying in.  The squares of light from the other
rooms played brightly against that dark background of what must have been
near midnight.  Glancing over my shoulder I took a quick gaze at the clock
and corrected myself, "11:32 PM." Continuing to stare out the window into
the darkness beyond I eventually severed the nights hold on my soul and
began to draw the curtains closed.  Finally sealing off the only source of
external light to the dark room the only source of light left would be a
small lamp next to the bed which Darik and I were supposed to share that
night.  Yet again my stomach made the odd notion of trying to jump from my
abdomen to my thought but I pushed it down and, as I had done for so many
years past, pretended it had never happened.

As I stood, composing myself, the realization hit me, the water had stopped.
  Looking up at the sound of a latch moving I witnessed the sight of a small
boy exiting the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped tightly about his
hips.  My heart quickened in pace, for some reason, as he lifted his dark
brown eyes to look directly in to my own.  His ever famed "smart-ass" smirk
crossed his jaw-line and I could tell he had something in store for me.
Moving slowly and purposefully across the room he made his first comment
which sent an odd shiver down my spine.

"See something you like?"

Spinning gracefully on one foot the clean white towel that clung so
mercilessly to his hips fluttered up just far enough to reveal the pale
white skin of his upper thighs.  Smiling again he continues his falsely
seductive and extremely slow trek towards me.  Something is not right here,
he's played gay so many times in the past that I can't count them, but
something is not right in this situation.  Closing the last few feet between
us he pressed his bare chest to where mine would have been if only I wasn't
wearing this damn shirt.  Wait...did I just think that, why the HELL would I
NOT want to be wearing a shirt in this situation.  He leaned forward,
bracing himself on me as he tried to make himself slightly taller to match
my own height.  I felt his breath hot on my ear as he whispered,

"You know you want some of this..."

His words echoed around inside of my head.  Something was different about
this time from all the others he had messed around with my head.  He leaned
back just far enough to look me in the eye, his chocolate brown gaze boring
into my own.  Unable to stand the weirdness I opened my mouth to ask the
question that was boring into the back of my skull.

"What the Hell are you..."

My sentence never got finished as I found a pair of soft lips planted
gently, but firmly on my own.  A small hand slipped up from its bracing
position on my shoulder to the back of my head.  Finally the kiss broke and
I saw the look of fear that suddenly played across his face.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I never meant to, you weren't supposed to know,
why am I so..."

His words trailed off and I didn't know what to think.  I had never felt
like this before.  I knew that it wasn't what I had been taught to dream of
but somehow it felt, right.  Looking at the lithe body that had managed to
pry itself away from me I saw a tear streak down his cheek.  He made to
turn, to run, but I caught him by one shoulder and spun him back around.  My
heart broke at the sight I beheld.  Collapsing to the ground he held both
arms over his head and began to whimper, afraid of being beaten.  Kneeling
down beside him I peeled his arms away and wiped the tears from beneath his
eyes.  Leaning in our lips touched yet again.  Slowly it seemed to sink into
him what had just happened and he began to press back.  After a few strait
minutes I managed to break the kiss long enough to raise him from the ground
before he once again captured my lips.

I no longer questioned what was going on, it felt to perfect to be wrong, no
matter what the others said.  My arms slowly wrapped around his waist, then
began to trace small circles along his bare back causing him to moan into
the kiss, and me to giggle.  At the thought of me giggling he began to
snicker too, and I took the chance.  Lunging quickly I delved my tongue deep
into the recesses of him mouth, and he played right back.  Raising one of my
hands as he had done only moments earlier I grasped the back of his head to
further deepen the kiss.  Entwining my fingers in the softest hair I had
ever felt I was amazed and suddenly all of my hitherto fore cut off senses
kicked back in.  The feel of his hair, the taste of his mouth, the smell of
his soap, everything combined and I realized that this must have been what I
had been hiding for so long, this must have been love.

Suddenly we began to move.  I realized that the smaller boy was slowly
pulling me backwards, never breaking the kiss, toward the bed we were
already supposed to share that night.  A rapid decrease in movement told me
that we must have reached the destination.  Standing there, next to the bed,
it seemed like forever, and I wished it could have been.  Yet I was brought
back to reality by a rather odd sound, a fluttering of a sort followed by
light thud.  Then it hit me, the only barrier between the outside world and
the boy before me had just fallen to the floor in a bright white heap.
Letting my hand, which currently rested on his lower back, slide even
further I soon found myself cupping his tight, pale ass.  Slowly we tilted
back onto the bed until, with a sudden force; we collapsed into a pile of
flesh and cloths.

Leaving his lips I began to trail kisses down his jaw bone.  Where I was
getting the idea for all of this I wasn't sure, but it felt good as hell
even though he was the one being pleasured.  I stopped my kisses right above
his collar bone and began to suck gently at the tender flesh found there,
eliciting a moan from the bleach blonde.  Trailing one hand across his
abdomen and made to slide it closer to the ultimate prize only to be stopped
by one of his hands as it gripped my wrist.  As I continued to suck on his
lower neck he whispered softly into my ear,

"This isn't very fair.  You're having all the fun and I don't even get to
see what you look like under there."

His words took more than a few seconds to sink in.  Abruptly I pulled away
from his neck, but not before blowing a sudden rush of cold air onto it
causing him to moan again.  He would definitely have a hicky tomorrow.
Lifting myself just slightly off him I had no more chance to move yet again
as he grabbed at the bottom of my shirt and proceeded to push it over my
head.  Now shirtless he quickly flipped me over and straddled my waist.  The
mischief returned to his eyes as he pecked me quickly on the lips before
starting a treck of kisses down my chest.  I would never have thought that
my best friend could have such skills.  His lips were velvet soft as he left
small wet kisses across my chest.  Taking one of my nipples into his mouth I
couldn't help but moan as he began to suck gently and then, taking a page
from my book, he pulled back and blew on it.  God it felt good.  He kept
moving, and I suddenly became aware of his small hands working feverently at
my belt buckle.  It came undone and just as quickly so did the fly to my
jeans.

I soon saw my pants get thrown across the room toward the ever growing pile
of dirty laundry and they were quickly joined by my boxers.  Climbing back
up me he once again placed a hungry kiss on my lips, laying his nude body on
top of mine.  I could feel the heat radiating from his pale skin and it was
making me even harder than I already was.  With a quickness that was almost
painful I let out an agonized moan as he grabbed a hold of my member and
began to gently stroke up and down, never breaking the kiss.  Grinding up
into his hand it was like I was seeing stars, but I didn't want this to end
here, so grabbing his hand I flipped the two of us back over so that I was
now straddling him.  Smirking in a way that only he should have been able to
accomplish I slid down hi body and abruptly took his boyhood into my mouth.
It tasted, different, not bad, but not like any other thing I had ever
tasted, and frankly, kind of salty.  His moans told me that I much have been
doing something right as he began to pump up into my mouth.  I glance up at
him and see his face, contorted in pleasure, his eyes clamped shut.  I can
feel his hands entwined in the hair on the back of my head.  I can smell him
as my face is shoved over and over into his groin.  Reaching up I begin to
fondle his balls and he gasps.

"Ohhh...KORY!"

His forcefully hushed yell is all the warning I have to his oncoming
ejaculation.  With one final thrust I felt his cock hit the back of my
throat followed by a seemingly endless stream of cum.  While rather salty it
tasted great, and I sucked his cock for all it was worth.  As his now soft
dick gave up its last few drops I managed to swallow it all and moved back
up to kiss him gently, allowing him to taste himself.  He kissed me back
weakly but then suddenly pushed me back over so that I was lying on my back
once again.  Replying to the look of confusion that must have been evident
on my face he said,

"You think that after all that I don't get to let you have some fun..."

Kissing me once more he slid down my body and took my hard cock into his
mouth.  I never would have thought this could feel so good.  But then
suddenly it stopped.  Opening my eyes to look down at him I only had the
chance to see him wink before I realized that he had positioned himself
above my dick and was now slowly lowering his ass onto it.  A sheath of warm
flesh wrapped around the head of my dick and I fell back on the bed in a
spasm of pleasure.  In a matter of seconds Darik had managed to completely
sheath my member in himself.  Lifting himself just to the point that I
didn't come back out he shoved back down on me hard, and I couldn't help but
cry out to him.

"Oh God, Darik"

Slowly he began to increase the speed with which he was riding me until he
was bounding so rapidly I thought he was going to cause himself a heart
attack, but it felt to damn good for me to ask him to stop.  His now hard
dick bobbed up and down with each of his movements along my own and I
realized that I was now thrusting up in time to his fucking.  Watching his
face I knew he was close to his second climax of the night and couldn't help
but to help him along even more.  Reaching out I grabbed a hold of that
gorgeous piece of boy meat and began to stroke it as fast as I could.  With
a sudden cry his thrusting motion onto my hard dick got even harder and I
felt his sphincter contract about my cock.  I couldn't help myself, the
sudden added pressure pushed me that little bit farter over the edge and my
cock spurted stream after stream of hot cum into his ass, to the point that
it began to leak back out tangling with my pubic hair.  During my orgasm I
came to the realization that the reason his ass had suddenly become so tight
was because he himself had just came, proof of which was no spread all over
my chest and stomach.  As he collapsed forward on top of me I gently held
him in my arms and rolled to one side so that I could pull out of his now
very full ass.  He was almost asleep as it was, and I wasn't far behind.
Pulling the covers over the both of us, I wrapped my arms around his small
frame as he lay his head on my chest for a pillow and we began to fall
asleep.

~7 hours Later~

I awoke in a daze.  Slowly the accounts of the night replayed themselves in
my mind and I smiled at the ruffled bleach blonde hair which still rested
peacefully on my chest.  Lifting myself slightly to get a better view of the
room I blinked in the early morning sunlight...

"Wait, sunlight...but I closed the curtains last night...that means..."

Swinging my head in the direction of the window horror struck my heart as
there, seated in the chair right next to the window, with a small glass of
orange slice pop, was my room mate, the one who's name I could never
remember...


A/N: Obviously there are certain portions of this story that would only make
sense to someone who has been around long enough to know what is going on,
but since most of you have only ever read this part of my life I thank you
for sticking around and I ask that you would please review to
water_dragon_05@hotmail.com
MK