Seth
Seth was out having dinner with his roommate, Isaac, who was retelling his adventures from the night before. "So I was getting all ready to go down on him and suddenly…." he paused for dramatic affect, "this odor. I mean this unbelievable odor. I started gagging.."
"Oh my god. What was it? Did the guy fart?"
Isaac shook his head. "His dog!" He busted up laughing as if it were the funniest thing he had ever heard. "His dog farted. It was so gross!"
Seth rolled his eyes. "Okay. See, that's why I never go home with guys that own dogs."
"Oh bullshit. You're lucky if you even know their name, let alone if they have a pet." Isaac shook his head. "I wish you weren't into such high risk sex." The tone of the conversation had now changed.
"High risk? And you're not? You fuck around as much as I do."
Isaac snorted. "No one fucks around as much as you, and I usually know the guys I fuck from somewhere.... for at least a while… You go home with total strangers. Like that guy the other night. You had never seen him before in your life and by the end of the night you are letting him stick his tongue up your ass."
Seth smiled. "That's not all he had up my ass."
Isaac shook his head again. "I am just waiting for the call to come identify your body 'cause you went home with some psycho."
"Oh, please, you are so morbid. No one is going to kill me." He grinned, "I'm too cute."
"Whatever." Isaac knew he was wasting his time; they'd had this conversation before. "Oh, look, here comes our hot waiter again."
Seth looked over to see 'Jacob' walking toward their table. He looked young, maybe eighteen, with short dark blond hair and big green eyes. He wore a tan and brown smock with a name tag which read 'Jacob'. "Shut up! He is cute though." Seth whispered. "Maybe I'll do him next."
"Um, can I get you anything else?" Jacob asked, licking his lips, obviously nervous.
"I'll take a refill." Seth said as he held up his empty glass, making sure their fingers brushed as Jacob took it from him.
"Sure, um, I'll be right back." He started to turn, then added, "Iced tea, right?"
"Right." Seth smiled his best 'come fuck me' smile.
"Oh Seth, please. Leave the poor kid alone," Isaac whined once the waiter was out of earshot.
"Why? You even said he was cute. He wants me, why should I deny him?"
Isaac rolled his eyes. "You are hopeless. Okay, have your fun. Are you planning on going out later?"
"Depends on what time Jacob gets off."
"Augh," Isaac groaned. "Well, I'm out of here. See you later." He tossed some cash on the table and made his way out the door.
"Where did your friend go?" Jacob was back with a fresh glass of tea.
"Oh, he had things to do, you know."
Jacob nodded.
"I'm Seth." He smiled up at him.
"Um, Jacob," Jacob said.
"Yeah, like on your name tag?"
"What? Oh, yeah." Jacob blushed.
"So, Jacob, what time is your shift over?"
"He glanced at his watch. "Not for another hour."
"Wanna hook up when you get off?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll meet you out front in an hour then."
Jacob smiled. "Okay."
Seth paid the bill, leaving a nice tip. He left the diner and wandered down the block to The Corner Pocket, which was one of the local bar, to shoot some pool and kill some time while he waited for his 'date'. When he walked in he noticed Isaac already there with a pool cue in his hand.
"Hey, what happened? He shoot you down?" Isaac smirked when Seth walked up beside him.
"No." Seth said with righteous indignation. "He doesn't get off work for an hour. I'm meeting him later."
Isaac rolled his eyes. "I suppose you'll have to take him to our place; he probably still lives with his parents."
Seth frowned. "How old do you think he is?"
"I don't know, but you probably better check his ID. That's all you need, some twink's parents after you for statutory rape.
"Shut up. He's not that young."
Isaac cocked an eyebrow. "Whatever. So you wanna shoot a game?"
"Sure."
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When Jacob walked out the door of the diner he was half way surprised to see Seth standing there. "Hey."
"Hey," Seth replied, "You sound surprised."
"Well, it wouldn't have been the first time someone said they'd be back and didn't show."
"I always come when I say I'm going to."
Jacob grinned.
"So," Seth started, "your place or mine?"
"We could go to mine, but it's kind of a dump."
"Ah. So you don't live with your parents," Seth smiled, feeling more than a bit relieved.
Jacob chuckled, rolling his eyes. "No, I'm older than I look." He was used to people thinking he was jailbait; sometimes it worked to his advantage.
Seth raised an eyebrow.
"I'm twenty. Want to see my driver's license? Student ID? Credit card?"
Seth put his hands out, palms facing Jacob. "Hey, I meant no offense, really."
"It's okay. I get that all the time. Some guys are disappointed I'm not some virgin they can deflower."
"So, we can go to my place, it's not too far from here. I don't have any transportation though."
"We can take my car."
"Lead the way."
Jacob led them over to his beat up Grand Am. "It's not much, but it gets me to class and work. Beats walking."
"Hey, a car's a car, right?" Seth gave him directions, guiding them to the apartment he shared with Isaac.
"So, your roommate's not home?" Jacob asked, almost hesitantly.
"No, he's out shooting pool. Why?"
Jacob shrugged. "So are you guys lovers?"
"No, just friends."
"'Cause most of the time guys will call their boyfriends their roommates when they are looking to score."
"Isaac isn't my boyfriend."
"And most guys that are in open relationships, well, usually one wants to fuck around and the other just doesn't have the balls to say no."
Seth turned to him, "Jacob, Isaac isn't my boyfriend. I don't have a boyfriend."
Jacob nodded. "Okay, I just don't want some guy coming after me all pissed off cause I blew his boyfriend."
Seth raised an eyebrow. "Whatever. No one is going to come after you over me, okay?"
Jacob nodded.
Seth pulled his own shirt off. "Enough talking. Come here." He purred and slid his pants down his slender hips.
Jacob removed his own shirt as he walked forward, toward Seth, who took his hand and led him back to the bedroom.
Standing beside the bed Seth turned and began kissing Jacob, removing his jeans and running his hands up and back down the exposed flesh. Jacob toed off his shoes and pushed his own underwear down, stepping out of both them and his jeans. Somehow, his lips and Seth's never parted. Jacob then reached up and placed his hand on Seth's chest, gently pushing him back onto the bed. Standing over him, Jacob leaned over and removed Seth's underwear, dropping them onto the floor.
Seth moved up to the top of the bed, getting his head up onto the pillows as Jacob crawled in on top of him.
"Condom?" Jacob breathed.
"Over there, on the night stand." Seth's eyes never left Jacob's as he reached over and got the condom and lube, "Here."
Jacob took Seth's member in his hand stroking it a few times to get him good and hard. Then he rolled the condom on him and applied ample amounts of lube.
Without so much as even lightly touching himself or any preparation at all Jacob rose up and lowered himself down; impaling himself on Seth's dick; groaning loudly as he did.
"Shit. Jacob, are you okay?" Seth's voice was shaky, feeling the warm, tight channel surrounding his cock.
Jacob's head had rolled back on his shoulders, his eyes closed and his mouth hung open. At the sound of Seth's voice he looked down at the boy he was riding and smiled down at him. "Yeah, I love the pain of when I am first entered." He said as he began raising and lowering himself slowly on Seth's dick.
After that they were both lost in the sensations. Jacob moved so that Seth's cock would rub over his prostate as Seth rolled his head from side to side moaning in pleasure.
"Oh, fuck, Jacob," Seth moaned and reached down to stoke Jacob's dick. Jacob began bouncing up and down harder and faster; his head thrown back in pleasure. Seth felt Jacob's ass squeeze around his cock as he heard him cry out and felt the spunk hit his chest; his own balls tightening as his own orgasm took him.
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"You know, you could really get hurt doing that." Seth was picking up his shirt and jeans off the floor in the living room.
"Doing what?"
"Sitting on a hard cock without some prep. You could tear yourself open."
Jacob shrugged. "It's no big deal, really."
Seth shook his head. "Whatever."
Jacob was at the door. "So, see you around?"
"Yeah, sure. See you around."