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PostSubject: Chapter 8: Clean & Cut   Thu Aug 26, 2010 2:21 am

Trent & I were watching a movie at his house on his brand new high-def, flat screen tv. I don't remember what we were watching but I remember there were boys without shirts on. I don't recall seeing any underwear either.

I was sitting on the couch with a Sam Adams in my hand while Trent was getting some snacks in the kitchen.

"Hey Rory," he said.

"Yeah?"

"Guess where I'm taking you tomorrow night."

I pursed my lips.

"Underneath the bridge?" I said as I took a drink.

"No, not this time," he laughed.

"Where?"

"Lumière du ciel," he said with a French accent.

"Excusez moi?" I said.

"It's a French restaurant in the middle of the city. I went there with my parents when I was younger, I really liked it. The only thing is...it's a dress-up restaurant. You have to look nice."

"And why, may I ask, are you taking me there?"

"I thought every now & then we could go on an ACTUAL date. I hate dates too but hey, it's something we have in common," he laughed.

"Sure, let's bond over something NEITHER of us like."

I got up & walked around the couch to the kitchen where I saw Trent trying to clean up a spilled drink on the counter. I grabbed a nearby roll of paper towel.

"Have you ever even BEEN on a real date?" he asked me.

"Once," I said.

Trent glanced up at me.

"I ended up fucking the waiter," I said, tossing him the paper towel.

I turned my head around to see what was happening on the screen. The three guys on the screen were naked & all over each other. One of them knew how to stretch. I grinned to myself, knowing I could beat that.

"So what are you gonna wear?" Trent asked me. I turned back around & took another drink.

"I dunno. You?"

"Like hell I'm tellin' you. It's a surprise."

"What's with you?" You're taking me on a date, we HAVE to dress nicely & NOW you're telling me what you're gonna wear is a 'surprise'? Unless you show up in a thong, then it's not worth keeping it a secret."

"We need something to do."

"What's wrong with fucking?" I said.

"Nothing. I just wanna get out of the house every now & then."

"Then let's fuck outside. Remember Thursday night?"

"Rory..."

I put my beer down on the counter.

"I don't understand dating & love & affection & all that crap."

"Neither do I. I just want something to DO other than each other."

"There are no strings attached with sex. With dating, you're expected to get to know the person, maybe even fall in love with them," I mocked the last five words, "Love is love. Sex is fun. And I for one, Trent, wanna have fun."

Trent stared at me for a second & then went off to another part of the house. He came back shortly after & showed off a bong in his hand as he held it up to me.

"You got a new bong?" I said as I gave him a smirk.

"Yup. But you can't use it until we go out."

I glared at him.

"Fine. But you owe me."

"You can do whatever you want to me when we get home," he grinned.

"I plan to," I said, eying him over the tip of the bottle as I raised it to my lips.

**********

The last time I had been on a date...well, it ended well. It ended well four times to be exact, but the fact that I had not only slept with someone who WASN'T my date, but also loathed the date entirely said to me that this just wasn't my kind of thing.

Cavemen didn't date. And what came out of cavemen just fucking instead of dating? Oh not much, just that the fucking population grew & humanity became what it is today, not that that's exactly the greatest prize, but at least they followed what they knew had to be done. It was a waste of time in my opinion.

I picked up Trent with Ray's car & drove us to the restaurant. As much as I hated dates, Trent looked hot. Black pants, black sports coat & a red dress shirt on with the top bottom unbuttoned so I could see a black shirt just a bit. They say something about the color red gets people hot or something like that right? Exhibit A.

We eventually made it to our table & sat down. Soon after, we placed our orders.

"So?" Trent said, "Tell me about the last date you were on."

"Well, it was with my first boyfriend. He took me to an Italian restaurant in Atlanta when I lived there. The food was great, he was nice & sweet, amazingly hot..."

"So what happened?"

"He always saying 'I love you' to me & frankly...it just annoyed me to no end."

"You gonna fuck OUR waiter tonight?" Trent said with a smirk on his face. Just then, the waiter came over & filled our glasses, giving us a dazzling smile. He had shoulder length dark brown hair, a pair gray blue eyes & an angular face with plush pink lips outlining his obviously whitened teeth. As he walked away, he turned his head around & I could have sworn he winked at me.

"Let's see how our date goes first," I said with a slight grin, raising my glass to his.

"Then I'll make sure this is the best date you will ever have," Trent said, nudging my foot under the table.

"Better be," I nudged back.

We finished dinner after a while & as I chose to write out the tab, I secretly decided to add something a little extra. Once we had our stuff together, we put our coats on & got up to leave. We gave the waiter our payment & walked past him. This time, it was my time to turn around as we walked away. When I did, he looked up at me after glancing at what I gave to him & his tongue slid slowly between his teeth. But it wasn't a nice tip that I had scribbled down.

I gave him a sly grin as I left with my boyfriend.

*****

Once we were inside Trent's house & in his room (his family was out for the night), we quickly got out of our clothes & threw them aside. We stood up right against each other, our lips hungrily attacking each other from our faces to our necks & cheeks.

I wasn't up for any get-ready or foreplay shit. I wanted what was mine & what was mine, was Trent's ass.

I moved Trent over to the wall & positioned myself behind him as he laid his hands against the wall to support himself.

"Spread 'em," I ordered, his legs parting.

As I placed one hand on his hip, I moved the other hand to my hard cock & guided it towards his anus. I slowly pushed it in, watching as his sphincter slowly opened up to let me in, his hot skin sucking my precum-covered cock into his tight, moist ass. I flexed my dick as the crown eventually sunk into him, reveling in the tasty sensations of Trent's molten rectum.

"Uhhh...yeah..." Trent sighed as my penis pushed its way up his ass.

Within no time, my shaft was buried all the way to my balls in Trent. Since I had decided to go lubeless this fine particular night, I slowly began to thrust my hips back & forth. Without any real lube, other than precum that was dribbling out of my cock head & the slippery juices of Trent's ass, there wasn't much of anything, so it was raw & VERY hot.

Slowly but surely, my speed picked up & my hips were bucking wildly as Trent's ass banged against my pelvis with every stabbing thrust of my cock into him. He was groaning & kept his head down as I held onto his hips. It was like something out of a porn movie with Trent's legs spread, ass raised & my cock ramming inside him at lightning speed.

I pressed my chest against his back, which was moist. As I fucked him, I planted kisses on his neck & gently bit at him. Other than his grunts, the only sounds audible were those of his butt cheeks slapping against my body.

I must have been hornier than I though, because in less than two minutes, I was already oozing load after load of hot cum up into Trent's bowels. When I was done, I was left panting, my face against the warm skin & heaving body of my boyfriend.

"That must have felt good huh?" Trent said.

I nodded my head to avoid having to talk.

***

"All right, well I'm gonna get going," I said, knowing I had plans soon.

"Ok. So what are you bringing for Saturday?"

I stopped as I was getting my coat on.

"What do you mean?"

"Well like, are you bringing a LOT of stuff? 'Cause I'm not sure how much I should bring if you can bring enough to cover us both," Trent said getting up from the couch.

"What are you talking about?"

He gave me a 'hellOOO?' face. I gave him a 'what?' one in return.

"The trip on Saturday?"

"What trip?"

"The camping trip you & Ray are going on with me & my family on Saturday?"

"I didn't know anything about a trip..."

"Ray was supposed to tell you...my mom & dad have a camping trip every year & I thought I'd wanna bring you so I'm not bored out of my mind."

"Ray didn't mention anything to me..."

"Oh," Trent said flatly.

I cursed Ray silently in my head for this. I didn't want to go on a damn camping trip.

"I know, it's not the most fun in the world. But at least we have miles upon miles to fuck our brains out in the forests of Washington," Trent smiled as he took out a lighter & a cigarette.

"Fine. I'll let you know tomorrow what I'm gonna bring. Maybe a knife & a gun to kill Ray for not telling me."

"Bring grass. If we're gonna do this, we're NOT doing it on our own."

We said our good-nights & I opened the door & left. I shucked my hood over my head & headed downtown.

Didn't want to keep my waiter waiting.

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