Love and starlight

"See,” Claire smiled as he sat on the hood of my car and looked out at the view, “I told you it was beautiful up here.”

“You’re right,” I said, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. “Well worth the drive.” The drive had taken the better part of an hour and up the side of a mountain until we found a clearing that overlooked the entire city. The light’s from the city acted like their own ocean of stars beneath us. “This city is a lot bigger than I realized.”

“Yeah. I love it here.”

“I know I haven’t been here long but I’m rather fond of it as well.” Claire smiled and bumped by back. “I think so far, you’re my favorite part.” He didn’t respond with words, he responded with his sweet smile and an even sweeter kiss.

We watched the moon crawl its way across the starry as we talked. The entire time I couldn't stop myself from thinking how crazy this was. Crazy and amazing, but still crazy. I wanted to do more than kiss. But the thought of him slapping me and never talking to me again scared me cold. God what would even happen after that? He was Jerry's friend...and Claire's friend group seemed pretty tight, if I messed up they would all know. Would this ruin Jerry's relationship with them? They were a lot better than the idiots who claimed to be his friends before. Would my brother lose all of his friends because I was a horndog?

"What's with the face?"

"Huh?" I realized I must've been lost in my nightmare scenario much longer than I thought. "I just got lost in thought I guess.” I could tell that answer wouldn’t satisfy his curiosity. “Can I say something without sounding completely lame?”

“I don’t know.” he was teasing me. “But I promise not to laugh if you do.”

“It’s just...I know you probably heard this a million times before but I’ve never met anyone like you before and I just...you’re really special to me and I don’t want to ruin things by being an idiot.”

He held his warm hand against my cheek as he smiled up into my eyes. "You think I'm special?"

"Without a doubt."

He smirked. "What's tripping you up exactly?" Before I could answer the sky opened up and rain poured out like a monsoon. We scrambled back into the car wet and cold. I hurried to crank the car and start the heater.

"You okay? I think I have a blanket in the backseat."

"I'm fine." He said wringing out his hair. Still, I gave him my jacket I had thrown in the back a few days ago,which he gladly took and wrapped around his shoulders.

"I should probably take you home." I turned to put the car in reverse but was stopped by his delicate hand.

"No. Trust me, if it's raining this hard the roads are going to be washed out until it stops."

"Great." I sighed in frustration.

"I guess one place is as good as another.

"Yeah...wait what?"

"What is tripping you up? I can tell you have more on your mind than just how special I am."

I shrugged, "This...is all new for me. I feel like...I don't know I had everything figured out about who I was and my place in the universe and then I met you and I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. How you look. How you smell…How you taste."

"I've been trying like crazy to get you out of my mind too. But right now looking into your eyes...I can't remember why I would want to do that." I couldn't resist any more and kissed his lips. And all of a sudden my future was laid out for me and Claire was with me through all the ups and downs.

I slipped my tongue between his lip and we battled for position for a long while as our hands roamed over each other’s bodies. I don’t think I had ever felt this way before about any girl I dated. It was like someone had run 10,000 volts through my entire body and it only fueled my desire to taste more of him. When we finally came up for air Claire pushed me away and climbed into the backseat. This was it…I knew if I went back there there would be no stopping us. The blood rushed between my brain and my head, warring for control. Kissing, hugging, dancing, all of that was different from what I was about to do. Was I ready to accept this was who I am?

Slowly, and all at once, Claire’s hand caressed my face and looking back to that beautiful boy seated in my backseat, I knew my answer. I climbed over my seat quickly and sat beside him. “Hi.” He smiled, “Welcome to the backseat.” I think he was enjoying teasing me.

“Happy to be here.” I smirked and kissed him once more. I loved the way his lipstick tasted on my lips. His perfume filled my car until it was a veritable garden of wildflowers. Our kiss only broke for a moment, just long enough to tear my shirt off. Claire put his hands on my bare chest and slid them to my back only to pull me in for another make out session.

Slowly, my hand slipped up his dress until I found the front of his panties. Heat radiated from the bulge hiding behind a wall of satin. I stopped and watched his facial expression for a sign of resistance. He offered none, only biting his lip and stared at me the way a child states at ice cream. "Should I keep going?"

"Do you...have a condom?"

I chuckled a moment, "yeah. Gimme a sec'." I leaned over the seat to the glove box and retrieved the box of condoms I made a habit of bringing every since I missed my chance with Sherry Tate due to a lack of protection. When I sat back Claire immediately ripped open my pants. For a moment, as he stared, I worried that I wasn't as big as he was used to or hoped

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](http://for.My) worries soon were pushed far away from my mind as he slowly unrolled the condom over me. Immediately he began licking the length of my cock. Soon his warm mouth swallowed the head and I nearly lost it as he ran his tongue around my foreskin. All I could do was moan and grip his hair as he swallowed half my cock in his warm mouth. I was puddy under his expert tongue for I don’t know how long before he sat back up. He stared deeply into my eyes and slowly lowered the top of his dress exposing his dark green bra.

I had seen girls with breasts as big as softballs, girls with breasts as large as basketballs, even girls with breasts bigger than my head, but seeing Claire's chest, was something else. I couldn't resist slipping a hand under his bra. He wasn't flat chested like I had suspected, he wasn't big of course, but what he did have fit in my hand perfectly. And when my thumb traced across his nipple it made him moan.

I easily unhooked his bra then pulled him into me so I could kiss his lips again. Then his neck. Shoulders. Clavicle. Chest. And nipples. Each time I moved to kiss a new area I could hear soft little moans escaping under his breath. When I finally kissed his nipple he moaned loud enough to hear over the torrential downpour.

I felt him rise up for a moment and reach behind his dress and when he sat back down I could feel his eager hole waiting, pressed against the head of my cock. "Are you ready?"

"Shouldn't I be asking that?" I laughed nervously.

He kissed my cheek as he gyrated on my lap. "I've been ready for this moment since we met." His face took on a look of pure lust.

I kissed him softly on his lips and as I let the kiss linger I slowly pulled him down until my head was fully inside of his tight hole. He closed his eyes as he adjusted to me and when he opened them he smiled. "Pretty sneaky."

I had no more blood in my brain to form a coherent thought. Only grunts of pleasure as he bounced and rocked on my dick. We kissed and panted and moaned and for the rest of my life no matter how long I live I won't forget how beautiful he looked, smelled, tasted, or how his hips felt in my hands.