Prof: It's recommended to read previous chapters so this makes sense. If story doesn't interest you, the Sex starts at the end of page two and pretty much continues from there. I lovingly refer to this chapter as 'The Blowjob Bonanza'. This chapter will briefly touch on a secondary character's perspective, which will happen now & then in future chapters. The story will always focus on Katie & T.
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Chapter 4: Rules & Perversions
October 31st, 2010
The room was blurry but it was definitely his. T could feel the light coming from his windows telling him it was morning. It was one of those slow awakenings, very peaceful, and patient. Sunday, Halloween; facts were coming to him then. It was when he remembered kissing Katie that he tried to open his eyes.
He couldn't, it was no use trying either. He wasn't awake enough to control his own body so all he could do was wait. That's when he felt his very strong erection tenting the sheets around it. Of course, all of his blood was in his morning wood. It dawned on him, that maybe he would be paralyzed until he came, which he could not do himself.
That's when he thought of Katie again. She was there in his bed with him, coming to his rescue once again. He felt her soft, delicate fingers wrap around his shaft and begin to tug. Oddly, it almost felt familiar to him, like it had happened before. His eyes shot open and he saw her.
"Hey bro, it's dangerous to go alone, take this."
She leaned over, swallowing his cock down to the balls. If T thought that was impressive, she somehow sucked them in along with his length. He had never seen or heard of anyone doing such a thing but if anyone could, it was his sister. She had come to save him after all, so he laid back, relaxed, and waited for the cure to what ailed him.
~~~~~ Wavy, like dreams ~~~~~
Simon, T's best, and undoubtedly loyal, friend walked through the back door as he typically did. The living room was empty and T's door was closed. Simon moved more quietly toward his boy's room, knowing if it was closed he might be getting some pussy. He pressed his ear against the door but heard nothing. T would understand if he took a peek, he reasoned.
Simon tested the door and it was unlocked. Opening it slowly, he could already smell the scent of sex in the air. Surprisingly, T was alone. Un-surprisingly, T was as hard as a mountain under his sheets. He made his way into the room anyway.
Simon took a few steps towards him. He had to give his buddy props for being decently equipped for a white guy.
"Uh, haha...Zelda," T said, still asleep.
Simon looked at T like he was a freak. Zelda was an old ladies' name as far as he knew. He'd be doing his friend a disservice if he didn't wake him up immediately. He set up his thumb and forefinger together and flicked the middle of his rod through the sheet.
T shot up, forcing his eyes open, finally. "Woo-aha, huh?" he sputtered.
"Bro, who the fuck is Zelda?" Simon asked.
"Zelda? What?" T said, still waking up.
"You were having a wet dream about some Zelda chick. I saved you," Simon said.
T thought for a moment before replying, "Zelda's a game I played as a kid; she's a princess."
"Still, she hot?" he asked.
T laughed, "Yeah I guess if you're into pointy ears." Simon gave a nod of approval. "So, to what do I owe you?" he asked groggily.
"You're not having you're third annual Halloween party right?" T shook his head, Simon continued, "Then I want to do something. Do you have plans? I wanna fuck shit up, get fucked up, or all the above."
"He has very important plans," Katie stepped in. She had been up nearly two hours by then, having showered, dressed, and already gone to the coffee shop where she worked and back. "Sorry, Simon, I would've gotten you something too if I had known," she explained, handing T the coffee and breakfast she usually brought him. She winked at him so his buddy couldn't see trying to reassure him everything had really happened.
"It's all good. I went to the Dunks downtown this morning. There's this fine young thing working there I been tryin' to sm...Get to know, as a person," he corrected himself.
Katie rolled her eyes at Simon. She didn't look down on him for his doggish ways. Boys would be boys and Simon automatically saw Katie as one of the guys. It was all due to the respect he had for T that he didn't openly look at Katie as an option. That was something he saved for his own 'personal time' because whenever she walked away 'Dayum' was all he thought.
T kept his coffee close, knowing he'd be useless until he'd downed at least a third of it. Katie took over, being far more comfortable with lying than her brother. "We called off the party because my boyfriend's family is having this thing tonight. T's coming with to meet them."
"Ah, cool, cool. Alright, I guess I'm out. T hit me up soon, I wanna give you the details." Simon turned to leave, pounding Katie's fist on the way out.
When he left T's room, Katie and T looked at each other, waiting to hear the front door close so they could say their own good morning. Luckily, they had been patient for many years.
Simon popped back in quickly. "Oh and K, tell your boy if he don't treat you right, you know some nasty street mother fuckers that won't treat him right either," he said, winking before leaving again.
When they heard him say hello to their parents in their living room upstairs, near the front door, they remained quiet. Not soon enough after, he was saying goodbye and the front door closed.
"You ever notice our friends come through the back door and leave through the front?" T commented.
"You hear the part where your own best friend said he'd fuck you up if you didn't treat me right?" Katie teased.
T closed his eyes and smiled. It was all real. Thank whatever, it all really happened. He breathed into his hand to check the ferocity before he asked, "What's the protocol on morning breath?"
Katie said nothing. She crawled onto the bed, on top of him, and sat right in his lap. Grabbing his face, she leaned down and gave him the best good morning kiss he'd ever been a part of; as well as the first.
Pulling back she said, "The protocol is you get one kiss in the morning with your nasty ass mouth, and then you need to brush before you get anymore."
"You know, with that kind of motivation, you'd make a great dentist."
"Mhm I can knock you out with laughing gas and molest you," she teased.
"I'd much rather be conscious for the molesting," T joked.
