The Handsome Stranger - Part 9

Sorry for the delay! 

All characters are consenting adults (18+) 

Austin leaned even closer and my heart pounded as the gentle hint of his deodorant hit me. The only thing in the world that I wanted in that moment, was to feel his lips on mine again. I needed it.

“We better get back” he whispered, letting his nose brush against mine, “you don’t want your mommy wondering where here little baby boy is, do you, Coop?”

It didn’t offend me anymore. Nothing about Austin offended me anymore. The man could have punched me in the face, just like I had done to him, and it still wouldn’t have offended me.

“Wait” I said, as he walked back toward where we’d come from. He looked back at me, with that delicious smile on his face. I considered saying something. Anything. I just wanted him to know how much I wanted him, but there weren’t enough words to describe it, so I rushed forward, completely void of any reasonable thoughts, and kissed him right on his perfect fucking mouth.

Tingles rushed through my body as our lips pressed together. I’d never kissed anybody before, and I had no idea how to accurately gauge if Austin was enjoying it as much as I was, but then I felt his arm wrap around my back, and he drew me closer to him with ease.

Nothing had felt as good as this. Nothing that I had done so far. None of the privacy that I had invaded. None of the taboo, deranged thoughts and fantasies, nothing came close.

“You like me, then?” He finally said, as he looked down at me with those wonderful eyes.

“Is it that obvious?” I breathed.

Austin smiled for a moment before turning again. “Come on” he said, and as I walked behind him, it felt like I was walking on clouds.

I’d done it. Finally, after all the sleepless nights and endless days dreaming about him, I’d finally plucked up the courage to kiss him.

By the time we got home, I was grinning from ear to ear.

“You look happy” Dad said, and even though I knew it was impossible, I wondered if he had any idea why I was so happy.

“I’m always happy” I shrugged, smiling to myself as I turned my back on him.

“You must have found him a girlfriend” Mom laughed to Austin, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything other than Austin.

I decided to retreat to my bedroom after a while. I needed to let out the excitement that had been building up inside me since the kiss, and when I finally had enough privacy, I thrust my fist into the air and silently screamed into my hands.

This is what it felt like. All of the movies and books that I’d read. All of the romantic fairytales, cheesy storylines, and happily ever afters. This was it. This was my romantic fairytale, and as I flopped onto my bed, beaming at the same ceiling I’d spent the last week frowning at, I almost felt like crying with happiness.

Me. Austin had picked me. Not Celina. Not one of the pretty women from town. Me. It didn’t feel real. Was it real? I pinched myself to make sure. What was the likelihood that the only handsome, gay cowboy on the planet had moved into my house and wanted me?

A flurry of butterflies rippled through my stomach as I lay there. I’d just had the best afternoon of my entire life, and it was all because of Austin. Was it love? Had I really fallen so madly in love with a man that I hardly knew?

I lay there for a while longer and pictured us back in the forest. I pictured the kiss, only this time it was longer. His tongue pushing into my mouth. His hand pushing into my pants. My cock aching as he held it, and then the kiss finally breaking, only to be replaced with something else in my mouth.

It was dark when I woke. The excitement of the day had evidently taken its toll on me, but my mind quickly focused on something else. I reached down and felt the warm wetness on my pants, and for a moment, I wondered if I’d wet myself, so in a rush of panic, I jumped to my feet, dragged them off and gawped down at the smeared mess of fresh cum in my underwear and almost laughed. Austin had given me a wet dream.

The door opened a second later, far too fast for me to be able to do anything but drop the cum soaked boxer briefs onto the floor in front of me, and grab my still-hard cock in my hands.

I swung around, expecting to see my dad in the doorway, and I wasn’t sure whether to be more or less mortified to find Austin there instead.

“Knock knock” he smirked, his beautiful eyes scanning my half naked body.

“Uh… I’m a bit um… Busy” I winced, feeling my cheeks burn.

“I can see that” he replied, and stepped inside my bedroom before slowly closing the door behind him. My heart began to pound as he looked around the room.

“It’s nice” he said, seemingly ignoring my nudity.

“Oh… Uh, thanks?” I blushed.

“About what happened back there” he continued, moving closer to me. “Do you regret it?”

It was becoming harder and harder to speak. Did he even realise that I was naked from the waist down?!

“Regret it?” I repeated back, “no… Do you?”

Austin let out a sharp laugh as he reached me. He looked almost sinister in the dark, but in a phenomenally hot way.

“No, Cooper” he breathed, and grabbed the bottom part of my t-shirt that I was trying to drag down over my junk before lifting it up to reveal the rest of my body. “I don’t regret it”.

The air left my lungs as I stood before the man, naked. It was cold in the room, and maybe that was the reason that I was shivering, but Austin continued to stare at me before noticing the underwear.

Without a word, the handsome man reached down, and I squirmed as he picked up my cum stained boxer briefs and held them in his hand.

“Still warm” he whispered, running his thumb along my mess, and lifting it so that strings of sperm dripped from him. “Were you thinking of me when you did this, Coop?”

I couldn’t answer him. My cock twitched at the sight, and I was certain that I’d never been as turned on in my life. I nodded sheepishly, and watched as his lip curled to a grin.

Austin lifted my wet underwear to his face and inhaled the stench. He huffed it into his lungs whilst his eyes remained pinned to mine, before sucking his cum-covered thumb.

Another shiver of pleasure rushed through my body as he brought the boxer briefs toward my face. It was almost like instinct. As though I simply knew what he wanted from me, and so I closed my lips around my own load, and lapped at it obediently.

“I knew it from the first moment I laid eyes on you, Cooper” he purred, as I slurped up my own cum. “You have that look in your eye”.

I whimpered as he dropped my underwear and I held my load in my mouth. I wanted him to touch me more than anything else. I needed him to touch me. His strong hand closed around the back of my head, and suddenly we were kissing, and my cum was sloshing between our mouths. Our tongues battled in the middle, and although Austin still hadn’t turned his attention toward my cock, I could already feel an orgasm brewing, and seconds later, I was moaning into him, and everything around me became dark.

The next morning arrived before I knew it. I lay on my bed naked, and tried to make sense of the last twenty four hours. Had it all been a dream? Surely Austin hadn’t really come into my bedroom late in the night and made out with me with a mouth full of cum? I looked down and found the still-damp underwear, but it couldn’t have been. Perhaps it was simply a very vivid wet dream, though I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d had one of those.

Downstairs, Dad was making breakfast.

“Morning, Coop!” He smiled, as I sheepishly looked around for Austin. “Want eggs?”

“I’m good” I mumbled, checking out the yard. “Have you seen–”

“Austin?” He chuckled, and I felt a twinge of embarrassment. Was it really that obvious?

“Uh… Yeah”.

“Yeah, he went out early” Dad told me, and my eyes narrowed.

“I’ll catch up with him” I said, more to myself than to Dad, but as I turned to walk away, he replied again.

“Oh, I think you’re better off leaving him be” he half laughed, “he went off with that young woman across the street, what’s here name… Celina?”

My stomach dropped.

“Your mother thinks he might have a little thing going with her” he added, and I desperately wished that he’d stop. “Not surprising really” he scoffed, “a handsome guy like Austin? He’s bound to get the attention of all the girls, right, son?”

“Yeah” I growled, “right”.