Chapter 24: A Spur Of The Moment Shift In Plans

Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

Time seemed to get away from them as both Casey Peterson and Rick Channon found themselves gasping for air and lying on their backs amid tossed-about sheets that lined the younger lad's bed. The room was a mess and they were both glistening with sweat as they attempted to come to their collective senses. Rick smirked as he leaned back against the only remaining pillow with his arms folded behind his head. He seemed to be content for the time being as his cock pulsed from the latest release and was just as slick as the rest of him. Casey caught a glimpse of it and rolled his eyes despite wanting nothing more than it back inside him whenever he felt the heat from their base desires overtake him. It was strange to take in the fact that he'd slept with Rick multiple times in the past few hours ever since they had left the school the previous day. It was even more strange to note that Rick was still in his bed when his mother was only downstairs.

He had all but forgotten about her when the knock on the door proved to be a very distinctive reminder as to what had been going on.

{"Case?"} said his mother on the other end of the door.

Casey scrambled to get up off the bed and block the door with his body the moment she attempted to open it. He stood with it cracked just enough to peek his head out at her in the hall and to hide the fact that he was naked and that Rick of all people was equally naked while lying in his bed with his arms folded behind his head.

"Are you alright?" asked his mother noticing how disheveled he looked and the slickness of sweat all over him.

"I'm fine...just some...early morning exercise," replied Casey not completely lying to her as he looked back into her motherly concerned eyes.

She smiled at him and used her hand to tousle his sweat-slick dark brown locks.

"Do you need a ride to school today, if so you're gonna have to get a move on I'm leaving in a few minutes," said Mrs. Peterson.

"Um...I think I can manage to get to school after having to walk home yesterday," said Casey smoothly.

Mrs. Peterson smiled once more.

"You sure?" she asked. "It's no trouble giving you a lift."

"I'm sure, besides I was gonna jump in the shower after all the exercise anyway and don't wanna make you late," replied Casey evenly. "Have fun at work today."

"Don't have too much fun at school." replied his mother still smiling before she took her leave of him to get ready. "Breakfast is in the fridge if you're interested, enjoy your day honey."

Casey nodded as she moved out of his line of sight and he quickly closed his bedroom door. He had nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Rick Channon's arms wrap around him once again as the larger brooding teen managed to pin him chest first up against the hard door and rub his slick cock along the younger teen's pale backside.

"I wonder what Mommy would think of you if she knew how much her baby boy loved being a slut for my big wet cock?" teased Rick as he parted Casey's legs and slowly impaled the younger teen for the umpteenth time since they had begun their physical relationship.

Rick bit down on Casey's shoulder bruising the skin with his perfect white teeth and swiftly thrust forward impaling the younger teen lad as he gasped for breath in the wake of the sudden intrusion and his attempt to make as little noise as possible with his mother still moving about the house.

"F-Fuck..." hissed Casey filling all of him at once. "Don't you ever get tired?"

Rick smirked against the flesh of the younger teen's neck and kissed him softly where he'd bruised him with his teeth.

"What can I say, I've got the libido of a teenage boy," he said smugly.

"She's not even gone yet?" said Casey biting back a moan.

"Didn't stop you riding me before," replied Rick with an arrogant smirk. "Besides, my dick was getting cold and I much prefer it somewhere nice and warm."

Rick continued to pin Casey against the door holding him in place with his body weight and cock lodged inside of him as he stood blocking all routes for escape and slowly trailing his wet and warm tongue along the younger teen's sweat-slick pale flesh.

Mrs. Peterson had gotten ready for work, choosing to focus more on the clock than on her son as he had told her that he'd be fine walking to school this time around. She left him breakfast and climbed into the faded red station wagon and backed out of the driveway.

The moment Casey heard her leave the house he couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his pursed lips when Rick had unceremoniously plunged his cock deeper inside him slapping his pelvis against the whimpering younger teen's pale arse as he did and pressing him against the wooden door.

Rick's eyes shifted into the familiar yellow hue indicating just how much his dormant lust had taken hold of him as he carried Casey toward the bed still impaled upon his cock and weak in the knees from being drilled so deeply.

They collapsed amid the bed sheets and Casey found himself jolted along the mattress once again. A quick slap across his pale arse saw to the younger teen's cock rapidly expanding and the pulsing commenced as Rick began to pump his hips faster and faster taking what he wanted in the process as Casey remained powerless to will himself to want otherwise.

The brooding teen brute didn't have to say it as the thought had already crossed Casey's lust-filled brain that he wasn't at all going to school that day no matter what he had told his mother about walking.