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Subject: Mason in the Center - Chapter 19 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This is a love story between two brothers, both of whom are under the age of 18. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at ail. If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to fty. Their hard work helps us all enjoy these stories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mason in the Center Part 2 Chapter 19 Parker's new name is *quot;Cockblock*quot;. It's not like we could call him that name to his face, even though he would have no idea what it means. Tyler looks so incredibly sexy lying on his bed. Our eyes meet every few seconds and we both know exactly what the other is thinking. Parker is playing with toys, totally oblivious to the incredible sexual tension in the room. The day before yesterday was the best day of my life. Yesterday was... something different. If anything, it was a blunt reminder of what summertime is like at the house. At least Tyler has a job in the evengs. I'm going to be stuck here with a bunch of little kids runng around screaming and Mom... also runng around screaming. Mom appears in the doorway, cupping her hand over the mouthpiece of a phone. She stares at us suspiciously. *quot;What?*quot; I ask, finally. *quot;It's someone named Zack,*quot; she whispers, even though her hand is completely obscuring any noise. *quot;He says he's Carson's roommate. He wants to talk to YOU!*quot; She points at me as if she's accusing me of treason. *quot;So?*quot; I shrug my shoulders and reach out my hand. *quot;Why is he calling YOU?*quot; *quot;I dunno. We goofed around and had a good time when we were up there. I told him to call whenever he needs some dirt on Carson,*quot; I say, continuing to reach for the phone. *quot;Zack should talk to me.*quot; She rolls her eyes. *quot;I have plenty of dirt on him.*quot; *quot;Just give me the phone!*quot; I quickly compose myself. She holds the phone away from me and then reluctantly hands it over. *quot;Hello?*quot; I say, watching Mom lean up against the doorframe, continuing to stare at me. *quot;Hey, can you talk?*quot; I hear Zack's eager voice. *quot;Umm...*quot; I look up at Mom expectantly. *quot;Fine!*quot; She throws her hands up and walks away, back towards the kitchen. Parker quickly runs after her. Tyler scampers over to me. *quot;Don't worry,*quot; he whispers loud enough for Zack to hear. *quot;I'll make sure she doesn't pick up another line.*quot; He gives me a quick kiss. *quot;You wanna say hi?*quot; I hold out the phone to him. *quot;Hey man.*quot; He smiles as he speaks into the phone. *quot;Yeah, it was so great. I'll give the phone back to him. I just wanted to say that you're like... my second-favorite person in the world. Love ya, man.*quot; Tyler kisses me again and runs out of the room. *quot;Oh my GOD,*quot; Zack sings into my ear. *quot;He's the sweetest guy EVER!*quot; *quot;I know,*quot; I say, softly, with a big smile. *quot;Okay, I just want to say that when I got your email yesterday... thanks for that, by the way... I totally came.*quot; *quot;Really?*quot; I chuckle nervously. *quot;Then, when I got Tyler's email... guess what? I totally fucking came again!*quot; *quot;No, you didn't.*quot; I can't stop giggling. *quot;Umm... you do realize that what happened between you and Tyler two days ago was the fucking HOTTEST thing that has ever happened in the fucking HISTORY of the fucking WORLD?*quot; *quot;Yeah, I think it was,*quot; I sigh, letting the memories flood my mind. *quot;Okay, okay,*quot; he seems to be trying to slow down his breathing. *quot;I really appreciate the emails that you guys sent. They were really sweet. It's really ce to hear how you guys felt about it and that you thanked me for helping out... but now I want DETAILS. I want to know exactly what happened EVERY fucking second of that day. I want to know every time Tyler plunged his dick inside of you. I want to hear what every one of your moans sounded like. escort kocaeli I want to know about every single sperm that shot out of each one of your dicks and exactly where each one went!*quot; *quot;Dude, you understand... some of that stuff has to be just between Tyler and me, right?*quot; *quot;Well, some, but... FUCK! I DID have some hand in making this happen.... You've got to give me SOMETHING or I'm gonna die!*quot; *quot;All right,*quot; I sigh. *quot;First, I guess I should go back a few more days. As the big day was approaching, I was getting more and more nervous, but Tyler was getting more and more confident.*quot; *quot;Why were YOU nervous?*quot; *quot;I just wanted everything to go perfectly, and I thought if it didn't, Tyler would blame himself.*quot; *quot;So, what happened?*quot; *quot;He could tell what was going on, and he knew exactly what to do. Every time we had a half-second to ourselves, he would stroke my arm with his fingertips... the way that gives me the best kind of shivers all over. Sometimes he would be able to just rub his foot against mine in the most perfect way. It would always make me giggle uncontrollably. Then, he'd give me that look... that smile... and I knew everything would be okay.*quot; *quot;Holy shit. I can only imagine.*quot; *quot;Yeah... and if we managed to have five seconds away from anyone's attention, he would get this very serious, very loving look... no giggling this time, and we'd kiss quickly, and I'd feel his hard-on. If I could, I'd just hold it in my hand through his shorts, thinking about how it would feel to be-*quot; A crash thunders directly into my ear, and I jump in my seat. *quot;Fuck!*quot; I hear Zack's muffled voice with other scratching and scraping noises, as it sounds like his phone is on the floor. *quot;Zack? Are you okay?*quot; I ask. I don't hear him. I don't know what to do, so I just stay on the phone, listeng for something. *quot;Fuck,*quot; he says, finally. *quot;Sorry, I just came and I dropped the phone.*quot; *quot;Zack!*quot; I shout, way too loudly. *quot;What?*quot; he asks innocently. *quot;You're jerking off to our conversation?*quot; I ask with exaggerated irritation. *quot;No... well, not really. I mean... I didn't mean to, I just HAD to... or else I probably would have had a heart attack. But FUCK!... I didn't... I didn't want to cum before you got to the fucking.*quot; *quot;Do you want me to keep going?*quot; *quot;Yes, FUCK YES! Okay, Tyler was being adorable and confident and FAST FORWARD TO THE MORNING OF!*quot; *quot;Okay, okay,*quot; I giggle, and stay silent for a few agozing seconds. *quot;MASON!*quot; he whines. *quot;So, the morng of, we were both way too horny, and the fam was taking forever to leave, so we decided to sneak a couple of BJ's to make sure the first time lasted a little longer.*quot; *quot;Holy shit dude, I bet he came HARD!*quot; *quot;Yeah we both did,*quot; I say. *quot;Okay, fast forward again to the MOMENT OF! The fucking SECOND OF!*quot; Zack shouts, and I can hear him breathing hard. *quot;Well... it was a little too well-lubed,*quot; I chuckle nervously. *quot;It wouldn't go in. It kept slipping, and Tyler was getting frustrated.*quot; *quot;What did you do?*quot; *quot;I just pushed him back against the pillows and got on top of him. I guided it down... in the right spot... and... it went in,*quot; I say, barely able to speak. *quot;What the fuck did HE SAY? What did you SAY? Holy FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!*quot; Zack's breathing speeds up again. *quot;We just smiled, happy that we finally made it. He asked me if it hurt, and I told him it didn't.*quot; *quot;What did he DO?*quot; Zack pants, followed by a very high-pitched squeal. *quot;Well, I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said he wanted to kiss me, so he kissed me.*quot; *quot;Tell me EXACTLY when and how he started moving.*quot; *quot;He actually didn't.*quot; *quot;Huh?*quot; Zack asks, disappointedly. *quot;Not yet... maybe he was still afraid of hurting me, or maybe he was just into the kiss, but he leaned me back onto the bed and just kissed me, all the way inside of me.*quot; *quot;Holy FUCKING SHIT! I know this story has a happy ending,*quot; Zack gulps. *quot;He came,*quot; I say proudly, *quot;Just from the kiss.*quot; *quot;Inside of you?*quot; he asks, followed by an audible gulp. *quot;Yep, all of it... all the way up there,*quot; I say, feeling my cheeks redden. kocaeli anal yapan escort *quot;Oh, my FUCKING FUCK!*quot; Zack says in a low, slow, steady voice. *quot;How did it feel?*quot; *quot;Amazing... once I realized his cum was inside of me, a tingly feeling took over my whole body, and I couldn't stop kissing him all over his face.*quot; *quot;I hope he was proud of himself,*quot; Zack giggles. *quot;He was kind of confused... he didn't really understand why it was so important to me.*quot; *quot;Really?*quot; *quot;Well, he didn't realize it... yet.*quot; *quot;Ohhhhh FUCK!*quot; I hear the unmistakable sound of Zack's sneakers smacking and squeaking on the hard floors of his dorm room as he jumps up and down, over and over. *quot;So what happened NEXT? Did you stop for a while or keep going?*quot; *quot;Well, I needed to cum... and I needed him to fuck me.*quot; *quot;OH FUCK YES!*quot; Zack gasps. *quot;So, I asked him to just slowly slide it in and out... not kissing, just looking at me, and telling me how it was feeling.*quot; *quot;JESUS FUCK!*quot; *quot;So, he started doing that... at first, he was still thinking he was hurting me... but I was losing it... moang and squirming... I fucking loved it SO much... and then once he started going, he realized his cum was up in there, and pleasure just washed over his face, and-*quot; I hear the familiar crash of the phone on the floor again, but this time, Zack hurries to pick it back up. *quot;You're just fucking with me, right?*quot; I laugh. *quot;Uhh... Dude, Mason... I uhh... kinda sprayed cum everywhere on that one. It'll take me a minute to clean this up,*quot; he says in an embarrassed tone. I know he's telling the truth. I wait patiently for him to clean up before I hear his voice again. *quot;Then what happened?*quot; *quot;He fucked the cum out of me,*quot; I say, nonchalantly. *quot;Oh my God, Mason.... Oh my God.*quot; *quot;Then, we just... put everything together... and we made love... all day.*quot; *quot;You've got to tell me more,*quot; he says in that low, serious tone. *quot;The rest has got to stay between Tyler and me.*quot; I say, biting my lip. *quot;Don't... just DON'T make that decision right now. That can be all for today... I don't think I can take any more, anyway. I need a fucking cigarette.*quot; *quot;You smoke?*quot; I ask. *quot;No, I just need one though.*quot; We both chuckle. *quot;Just promise me you'll think about it. I know some stuff has to be private, but you can tell me a little more... some other time, right?*quot; *quot;I don't know if I can tell you any more about that day, but hopefully I'll have lots of new stuff to tell you about soon.*quot; *quot;YES! YES! FUCK YES!*quot; Zack grunts aggressively. *quot;I just don't know how the fuck we're going to get the alone time to do it,*quot; I sigh. *quot;I'll see if I can get you guys up here to the school at least once this summer. It's going to be tough, though. The parties and the sneaking in and out last summer made them tighten up security a lot.*quot; *quot;Shit,*quot; I sigh. *quot;I need to be with him SO badly. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know if my body can take NOT being with him.*quot; *quot;I know buddy,*quot; Zack sighs along with me. *quot;Just know that you've got something really, REALLY special, and it's worth waiting for.*quot; *quot;Yeah, you're right.*quot; We say our goodbyes, and I slowly walk out of the bedroom, facing another day with Parker and Jackson and pregnant Mom runng all over the house. I feel a pang of longing for school, even though summer vacation has only started a few days ago. At least then, we had our magical forty minutes of lovin' time. The rest of the day drags by. Tyler's sexiness and my inability to get to him seems to stop time. I'm currently sitting on the couch next to him, watching a rerun of some *quot;Law