He Stays

Against his better judgment, Adam decided to stay put and wait for help. He was tempted to make an excuse to leave and search for the others, but he decided against it. Matt had stayed back to help him, not seduce him, what was he so worried about. His dick pressed a little harder against his pants - THAT'S what I'm worried about. He shifted a little in his seat, thankfully his knees hid his crotch from view.

Matt looked shy sitting there right now, and the silence was unbearably awkward.

"Thanks again..."

"Pay me back?" Matt said suddenly, so suddenly in fact that it startled Adam a little, he didn't reply. Matt turned in his seat a little, and placed both hands on the boys knees. "It'll be a while for them to get help, you know these roads so...you wanna do something to keep occupied?" He suggested, eyes innocent and wide, beautiful grin slipping onto his freckled face. Still Adam remained silent. Matt seemed to take it as a comply because he spread the boys legs apart - much to his own surprise he didn't mind that much. His dick hurt a little now, pressing hard against the fabric of his jeans. As Matt took his zipper between his thumb and forefinger - tongue flicking across his perfectly white teeth - he wondered how big the boy was and found his eyes tying to sneak a peek. Ziiip, pop, his fly was totally open now, and dick pushed up into the thinner cloth of his boxers with ease, it felt less painful.

"Look, I'm not gay..." Adam tried to explain as Matts fingers slid between his flesh and clothes, peeling his boxers down over his erection. He didn't seem to hear him, and before he could say more Adam felt the warmth of Matt's mouth closing in around his dick, soft lips engulfing it. He shuddered at the feeling of the tip of his dick, curving slightly into the wet roof of the other boys mouth. He let out a light moan as Matt lowered his head down further, taking in the entirety of his sizable dick easily. He couldn't help but love the feeling of his warm, slimy tongue sliding against his shaft as his head began to bob up and down. "The fuck are you doing to me?" Matt let out a muffled laugh and Adam just shut his eyes, making no attempt to push him off. His dick tingled with pleasure, and before he knew what he was doing, his hands were combing through the thick of Matt's soft black hair, urging him onto his cock.

Adam felt his hips bucking almost uncontrollably into the boys face with each stroke of his hot mouth. His lips smacked off the tip, teeth grazing the soft flesh and pleasantly tickling it.

"Tell me when..." He warned, flashing that lovely grin again before going down on him once more. He hadn't noticed it before, but Matt was looking up at him through chocolate eyes as he sucked him off, watching for his reaction. Adam's reaction - of course - was positive, his eyes rolling, lids fluttering occasionally. Pleasure shockwaved through his hips and he knew he was about to cum, he needed to cum. His hips bucked more wildly, forcing his cock as deep as he could while Matt never missed a beat - only occasionally popping his dick out with a smack to give it a tantalizing lick before engulfing it into his pleasure-giving mouth once more. It was too much - Adam could feel his dick ready to pump a load of sperm down the boys throat, it was gonna be huge.

"N..Now." He stammered, and without a seconds tug, Matt backed off. Nothing - it wasn't enough. The absense of that last suck seemed to hold Adam right on the edge. Matt didn't seem to mind, his tongue was sliding teasingly across those pearly white again.