Authors: Michael Lewis
“Randall what
are you doing here? You better be glad I decided to answer the door. Come on
in. I was just getting in the shower.”
“I’m sorry
about not calling Zeke. I was in the car when I talked to you and Jazz. I
called down there and it was nothing. It took all of about 5 minutes to
straighten out. They offered to change it to simple assault, but I told them I
wasn’t wasting my time just so they can get an extra conviction. I got everything
dropped.”
“That was
quick. I thought it would be at least a few hours.”
“Zeke you
know I get things done.”
“Yeah I see.
Thanks for your help. I guess I’d better go get him.”
“You don’t
have to leave yet. It’s going to take them a while to process him out. Besides,
I want to talk to you for a minute.”
“Okay. You
want something to drink?”
“Some water
if you got it. I talked to Alton today.”
“Oh really?”
“Zeke what
are you doing wasting your time with this Jazz character?”
“I’m not
wasting my time.”
“Come on
Zeke. I’ve known you for years and I’ve never known you to go for the thug
type. You like the finer things and you know it.”
“Who says he
is not a finer thing?”
“Look where
he is Zeke.”
“Why are you
so concerned about me all of a sudden?”
“I don’t want
to see you get hurt and I think you deserve better than this.”
“He treats me
very well. Hold that thought. I just threw these shorts on to answer the door
so I need to go change real quick.”
“Alright.”
Randall was
amusing trying to act like my big brother all of a sudden. I had a huge crush
on Randall when I was in high school. Actually it was the first time I met
Randall that I knew without a doubt that I was gay. Alton had come home for
Spring Break from Princeton and brought his roommate Randall home with him.
After meeting Randall I couldn’t get him off my mind. The same weekend I came
out to Alton. He was fine back then and only got finer with age. He played
college basketball with Alton and was drafted by the NY Knicks. An injury cut
his career short after only 5 years. He then decided to go to law school at
Columbia.
Randall is
6’5” and 200 lbs. His weight hasn’t changed since his college days. The color
of dark, sweet, licorice with eyes to match, he is good looking by any
standard. His voice drips from his full lips like auditory gold. His eyebrows
are thick and straight lying flat above his wide, almond-shaped eyes on his
perfectly raised brow. His prominent but slim nose is positioned perfectly
between his high cheekbones and completes the picture.
My clothes
were on my bed so I stepped out of my shorts as soon as I closed the door.
Since that wasn’t gonna be a “commando” type day I grabbed a pair of bright red
form fitting briefs. The package said they hugged your body, which sold me. I
was in a severe dry spell when I bought them and needed something to hug my
body. Just as I stepped into the underwear the bedroom door opened. Randall
stood in the doorway grinning like the cat that ate the canary.
“I’ll be out
in a minute and then we can go get Jazz.”
“He can wait.
Besides, I want to talk to you. That’s kinda why I came over here.”
“Oh
what’s up? Is something wrong?”
“Actually
something is wrong, very wrong.” Randall said as he walked over to my bed and
seated himself.
Randall lowered
his head into his large hands and sighed. He was seated on the corner of the
bed with his legs apart.
“What’s the
matter Randall?”
Randall
lifted his head slowly and extended his long arms with his hands opened.
“What’s wrong
is….” He said before he stopped abruptly.
Randall
grabbed my left hand and pulled me to him. Suddenly he stood up and turned me
around with my back to him. He held my left hand, placed his right hand around
my waist and sat down on the bed while pulling me down into his lap. He put his
arms around me and finished his sentence.
“Zeke you are
with the wrong man.”
“What do you
mean? Jazz is a good guy.”
“He may be,
but Zeke you love me. I know you love me.”
“Wha-Whaah-What?”
I stammered.
“When I was
in college, I knew you had a crush on me. Alton knew I got down with dudes.
When you came out to him, I told him I liked you. He forbade me to mess with
you at all. I never wanted to just sleep with you or anything like that.
I wanted to be with you seriously, you know.”
“Randall I
used to get so excited every time you came to town. I could sense you liked me
too.”
“Why do you
think I came to town so much?”
“You mean you
were coming to see me?”
“Most of the
time I didn’t even let Alton know I was here. He would have killed me, if he
knew I was hanging out with you.”
“All of that
time I was fantasizing wishing I could be with you and now you tell me I could
have. I wanted you to be my first.”
“I wouldn’t
have passed on the chance either Zeke. We can do something about it now though,
it’s not too late.”
Before I
could say anything Randall kissed me.
“No Randall
this is wrong. I can’t …..do…..this… Oh Randall.”
“If you don’t
want me, tell me to stop.”
“Randall you
still make me feel so weak. Jazz doesn’t deserve this though.”
“Forget about
Jazz.” He said as he pressed his body against mine so I could feel his generous
erection.
All I could
think about was Jazz waiting in jail. Although I had it bad for Randall at one
time years ago, I was no longer a fantasizing teenager. I thought about when I
met Jazz the first time. My tire wasn’t the only thing he took charge of. He
took charge of my heart as well.
As Randall
kissed my neck and rubbed his hands down my back, I thought about the way
Jazz’s face lights up when he sees me. I thought about how I feel when he
touches me in his own special way. I thought about how I smile inside everyday
anticipating the moment he’ll walk through the door and smile at me.
“Randall I am
with Jazz. If I cheated on Jazz you would never respect me. You would never
trust me.”
“Nobody I’ve
dated has come up to the standard of you. I know because I haven’t felt for
anyone else what I feel for you. That has never changed. Every single time I
see you I just get this happy feeling inside. Jazz better not let me catch him
slipping. Cause I’ll be waiting in the wings and I’m gonna be there until I get
you.”
“Okay Randall
I’ll remember that. Now can we go get Jazz please? I don’t want him there a
minute longer than he needs to be.”
Alton
After dinner with
my family and the warm reception they gave us, I was on an emotional high. It
was vastly different from the dinners Nadiah and I had with them. My family
didn’t like her and she didn’t like them. I think they appreciated the fact
that Rachel is down to earth. As soon as we got home and stepped inside I
grabbed Rachel and kissed her.
“Oooh what
was that for?”
“For being so
wonderful.”
“In that case
I owe you one as well.”
“Rachel you
know what I want more than anything else in the whole world right now?”
“What’s
that?”
“To make love
to you.” I said bashfully as I looked down at the floor.
She rubbed my
left cheek softly then placed her delicate fingers to my chin and lifted my
head.
“I’m ready
Alton.”
“Rachel, all
I’ve been able to think about for the past month is making love to you.”
Rachel
responded by tenderly pressing her lips to mine. I brushed her long black hair
away from her angelic face to just gaze at her and appreciate how blessed I
was.
“Rachel in
case I haven’t said it lately you are so beautiful. When I’m with you no other
woman exists.”
“You say the
sweetest things.”
“Well now I’m
going to translate my words into action.
I removed her
black, high-heeled, halter Manolo Blahnik shoes, took her perfectly formed foot
into my hands, and massaged it firmly. I kissed a trail up the length of her
body, firmly kneading her supple flesh as she relaxed with each movement of my
skilled hands. As she sat on the corner of the bed I sat behind her and wrapped
my body around hers. She relaxed as I rubbed her bare shoulders.
“Baby, do you
feel safe with me?”
“Completely.”
With great
care, I gently slid down the fine straps of her red silk dress. Slowly, I
kissed along the curve of her shoulder, down her neck, and then her back. After
drawing the zipper down along her back she stood for me to remove the dress.
The red lace bra and matching panties she wore raised my temperature. I stepped
out of my shoes and began to unbuckle my belt, but she stopped me with her
hand.
“Let me do
that.”
“Okay.” I
said as she began to undress me.
Soon I was
standing in only a pair of black cotton boxers.
“Lay back and
relax. Let me take care of you now.” I instructed.
Starting at
her bellybutton, I planted sensual licks and tender kisses up to her soft, full
breasts. Teasingly, I flicked my tongue across each of the taut nipples making
them rigid with excitement. I cupped each breast in my hand and relished their
warm softness. My fingers slowly explored her body as I savored each touch. I
paced myself as I moved toward her “sweet spot” fighting to control my growing
excitement.
With my
fingers, I gently spread the soft, delicate petals of her femininity with my
fingers like a flower and she tensed in response. Her body tensed all over as I
plunged my tongue deeply inside and tasted her to satisfy my passionate hunger.
Her vaginal walls contracted as I thrust my tongue deeper and deeper into her
center. The movements of my tongue caused a soft moan to escape from Rachel
followed by her impassioned plea for more. I alternated the strokes of my
tongue clockwise to counter and back. Her walls gripped tighter and tighter
while I matched the force with equally powerful thrusts of my tongue.
Rachel softly
rubbed her fingers through my hair, which drove me crazy. It was time to step
things up so I placed the entire length of my index finger inside of her. She
gripped my finger tightly and then relaxed, after which I placed my middle
finger inside. Without giving her time to relax I began to suck her trembling
clitoris. Quickly finding her g-spot with my fingers, I built the momentum with
a determined goal.
“Ahh Alton,
Yes!” She moaned sensually.
“I’m gonna
make love to you until you have nothing left baby.” I whispered to her.
Setting my
pace, I worked her body into a tightly wound ball of orgasmic energy waiting to
be released. She twisted right, then left, arched her back high off of the bed
and moaned loudly.
“Alton! Oh
Alton, what are you doing to me? Oh, Alton!” She screamed.
Sensing the
eve of her orgasm I thrust my tongue deeply inside her vagina as her body
quivered in the throes of passion. While she slowly came down from her climax I
kissed her body all over starting at her stomach and ending at her breasts.
“Girl, I
can’t tell you how bad I want you!”
“I think you
are doing a pretty good job of showing me.”
Standing
beside the bed, I took her hands in mine as she sat in front of me. Soon her
hands explored my body just as I wanted them to. She rubbed her palm firmly
against the growing bulge in my underwear. Unable to wait any longer she pulled
the underwear down as my erection sprang forth forcefully. Quickly I reached a
point of excitement that took my mind to depths of inhibition I’d never known.
I dipped my fingers into the sweetest spot on earth, the one between her firm
warm thighs.
Spreading her
open I gathered the sweet liquid from her warm center onto my fingers. With my
inhibitions subdued by my intense passion, I spread her sweet nectar all over
my hard dick. Starting at the large throbbing head, I made sensually wet trail
down the shaft to the base and back again. Firmly gripping my full, thick
erection, I stroked myself seductively.
“Do you want
me baby?”
“I want you,
I need you Alton.”
Rachel lay
back in anticipation of receiving me. I spread her legs and dipped my tongue
deep inside her sweet spot once again, summoning her delicious wetness to
appear. From there I made my way up to her stomach. Next I kissed her breasts
as her chest heaved up and down from the deep breaths she took. Finally, I
placed my unyielding hardness at her pleasure’s entrance as I pressed my lips
to hers. I guided the long, rigid, dark brown manifestation of my arousal
inside and Rachel moaned sensually as my thickness spread her open. Her vagina
gripped me tighter as I slid my dick deep inside her. She slowly adjusted to my
size and relaxed. I kissed her passionately as I pushed forward gently but
determinedly.
“Alton you’re
driving me crazy.” She moaned.
“You feel so
good baby.”
As I felt her
gradually yield to my sensual invasion, I placed my full length inside her as
she allowed me the intimate access I craved. She let out a passionate cry as I
started to hit the bottom of her sweet spot repeatedly.
“I love you
Rachel.”
I increased
the force of my strokes, making her squirm about the bed. I refused to submit
to my orgasm before she did. I held back, which proved to be the hardest
challenge I’d ever faced in my life. I rotated my hips in slow, wide circles,
driving myself inside her most intimate places. She took a deep breath and held
it so long I got concerned. I lifted my head and looked at her.
Her eyes had
rolled back and her mouth was open. Finally she exhaled a low moan, which built
in intensity becoming a scream.