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Backdoor Slider - A Love Story

by Joe L

Chapter 11

We obediently wash up before dinner. I'm not too keen on explaining how we messed around first, and then cleaned ourselves up afterwards. Washing my hands again seems like the best choice.

"That reminds me, gentlemen. I have some more new rules for you," Denise says after we turn off the faucet.

"More kissing?" Luke suggests.

"First of all, your bathroom and your bedroom are completely your responsibility. I mean yours and Garrett's. I'm not even going to go in there unless I absolutely have to. I want you to keep both rooms clean, and I don't want Martha to be cleaning up your... uhh... DNA."

"Who's Martha?" I whisper to Luke.

"Our new cleaning lady."

"I also want you to start doing your own laundry. Since you did that load on Wednesday, I know you have the ability. Garrett, you can wash anything you want here, as well. I just bought a bunch more towels and five more sheet sets for your beds, so you guys will have plenty of clean laundry when things get… dirty."

I start to blush and I look over at Luke.

"I also bought a case of Kleenex at Costco -"

"MOMMM!" Luke finally blurts out and she cackles.

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to do that. Now, fix me some dinner!"

Luke is manning the grill, while I'm in kitchen doing the vegetables and rice. I feel a little irritated. I don't want to be the woman in our relationship. I feel that I'm the lover and Luke is the beloved, even though he might argue that point. Still, I don't want to take the submissive role. Just because Luke grills the meat doesn't mean he's going to be the man. I'm not sure if I even want to fuck. I'm totally fine with what we're doing now. Actually, I can't get enough of it. I glance over at Luke with a smile, knowing he has no clue what I'm thinking about. Next time, I'm grilling the meat and I'm going to tie an apron on Luke.

"Luke, could you watch the rice and veggies? I'm going to run down to the corner to get the salsa." The taco shop on the corner has the best salsa. We eat it on everything. Since we started eating healthy, we've had to give up their awesome tacos, burritos and tamales.

I run all the way to the taco shop and all the way back. I try not to admit to myself that I miss Luke during those few minutes, but I feel a lot better when I get back and see Luke's smiling face. I can tell he missed me, too.

We gorge on the food. Luke and I have no trouble eating three chicken breasts each. We're burning a lot of calories, and we both get extremely hungry in the evening. Maybe a big dinner and a little Luke juice will be all I need tonight.

Luke and I quickly do the dishes and we all sit down in front of the TV, Denise in her recliner and Luke and I on the couch. I sit next to him this time.

"What do you guys want to watch?" Denise starts scrolling through the channel guide.

"The movie I put on our queue came today," Luke winks at me.

"Give it here!" Denise snatches the DVD. "Is this a horror movie? I'm not watching a– Ohhhh, I get it. Let's scare Denise off so she'll go to bed. Then the lovebirds can be together all alone."

"We're innocent!" Luke doesn't sound too convincing as he slowly puts his arm around my shoulder with a big smile.

"The hell," she says. "Just to show you both, I'm going to watch the whole thing and root for the zombies all the way!" She runs up to put the disc in the DVD in player. I look at Luke and he rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

"She'll be out of here in ten minutes," he whispers, then turns to his mom. His hot breath in my ear sends shivers all through my body. "Hey mom, I hope you don't mind, but Garrett here said that he's kind of scared of zombies. He wants me to hold him through the movie to protect him."

"It's true. I'll have nightmares if he doesn't hold me," I smile, shivering again, anticipating how great it's going to feel to cuddle up on the couch with Luke.

"I want to see four hands at all times," she says, but doesn't look back at us as she starts the movie.

Luke leans up against the corner of the couch and swings his legs up next to me. He extends his left leg and squeezes it behind me and puts his right leg over my lap. He pats himself on the chest to invite me to lean on him with a muted version of his sexy smile. This is going to be amazing. Denise will just have to get used to us being close. I scoot back as close as I can to him. I lean back to feel my back pressed up against his chest. I position my head so that it's next to his. That way he can whisper into my ear and hopefully do other things. I can feel my lower back pressed up against his crotch. It probably won't be long before I feel things start to stir down there. Luke wraps his arms around my chest and gives me a big hug from behind. I'm unprepared for the sensation and my dick comes alive. I quickly grab a blanket that's folded over the top of the couch and spread it out over my lap. Luke stifles a laugh into my ear.

"My legs are cold," I whisper, trying not to laugh.

"Uh huh," he nuzzles my ear with his nose and exhales, and the shivers take over.

Two can play at this game. I start lightly running my fingertips over his arms, which are still wrapped around my chest. After a while, I scoot the blanket so that it uncovers his left leg and start slowly running my fingers up his thigh.

"Oooh," he whispers into my ear. Sure enough, I feel his dick start to unfold and straighten against my back.

"EWW! Eww! Eww! Eww!" Denise starts screaming and jumps up from her recliner. I quickly look up at the TV as one of the zombies just got sliced open and lots of multi-colored guts spill out. She notices that neither of us have been paying attention to the movie and looks disappointed.

"I'm sorry mom, but Garrett keeps trying to seduce me," Luke claims. I pinch his leg until he yells out.

"Ok, you two. I'll let it go this time. I know I'm a third wheel," she frowns. "I'm going to go watch TV in my room until I fall asleep. But, I want to hang out with you guys sometimes! I love you both, and I like spending time with you!"

"I'll probably get bored with him soon. Then, we can hang," I say and Luke jabs me in the ribs.

"Don't stay up too late, guys. Your bus leaves for the game at nine tomorrow morning. I'm going to drive separately."

"We know," Luke says, trying to get rid of her. I had totally forgotten that we have a game tomorrow.

"Good night guys. You make such a cute couple," she says. I smile and look down at the floor while Luke sarcastically gives me another big hug and kisses me on the cheek.

"Good night," we say in unison. She leaves and shuts off the lights, leaving us in a dark room with the zombie movie still playing.

"So what do you want to doooo?" he whispers in my ear and exhales again. He must have noticed that I really responded to that last time. "Do you wanna try our little kissing experiment?"

"I don't know about you, but I just want to keep doing what we're doing." I go back to stroking his leg.

"I can do that." He starts giving me light kisses on the ear. I don't want to admit it, but just being close to him and having him hold me and touch me is driving me wild. It's just as awesome as anything we've done so far. Plus, this way, I'm sure he'll build up a nice, big load.

I continue to rub his legs and arms, as there's not much else I can do. He's alternating between rubbing my shoulders, my pecs, my stomach, then spending a second or two rubbing my dick. He knows not to spend too much time down there or I'll squirt my shorts. He's also whispering things into my ear, probably because he knows I love hearing that stuff.

"This feels so fucking right…. You are so fucking hot, G…. I love you so much, babe."

I can only respond in moans, but occasionally I'm able to mutter a "Yeah, baby" or "I love you, Luke".

After a while, I notice his heartbeat racing against my back. It just adds to the intimacy. I feel closer to him than ever.

In between his words, he starts kissing my ear, my neck and down onto my shoulder, then back up to repeat the process. I have to stop him from giving me a hickey a couple of times. I don't know how I can muster the strength to stop him if he does it again. Although my dick is screaming for the slightest touch to send it over the edge, I want Luke to keep doing what he's doing. I can feel his cock throb on my back from time to time, too. I'm glad he's not trying to hump me; he's just building it up.

"I want to kiss you so bad, G," he whispers, which breaks the routine. I oblige and crane my neck around so that our lips meet. I slip my tongue past his lips and find that my hips involuntarily start to hump the air above me while my tongue moves in and out of his mouth. I break the kiss and push my hips back down onto the couch with my hands.

"Down boy!" I say and Luke chuckles.

"Nooo, set him free!" Luke pleads.

It is at this time that I notice an annoying noise coming from the TV. I look over there and see that the movie is over, the credits are over and the screen is showing the DVD main menu. It keeps playing a loop of annoying spooky music that lasts about eight seconds before it repeats. I jump up to grope for the remote and I realize that Denise has been gone for way over an hour. The time has flown by, but I can't believe we lasted that long.

"Just turn it off," Luke says.

"She'll hear if we do. I'll just turn it on Sportscenter or something."


Eventually, I am able to get the DVD off and the TV onto ESPN News, and I turn it up a little. Good enough. I then realize that the back of my t-shirt is soaked. I feel with my hand and the wet spot is huge.

"Dude, you gotta see this." I turn on the lamp over the couch and twist my t-shirt around so that we can both see. His precum has stained a circle about the size of a dinner plate on the back of my t-shirt.

"I stick with what I'm good at... pitching and precumming," he twitches his eyebrows.

"Wow! I may never wash this shirt again!" I take a big sniff of the stain. It smells so sweet and cummy. I start licking it to see if I can get some of the taste.

"Get over here!" he shouts through a whisper.

"Sorry," I laugh, turn off the light and settle back into position.

"Can I set him free?" he asks as he kisses me on the ear.

"Yeah, go for it."

Luke pulls down the waistband of my sleep pants and brings out my dick. This will be fun to watch. It's like I'm jerking off, but I'm using Luke's hands.

"I'm going to try to aim him to squirt up in my mouth." Luke takes the base with both hands and starts moving it around. He jerks it to the left and aims it at the couch cushion. "No, that's no good." He presses it straight out so that it's aiming at the ceiling. "Wow, that's way off!" He makes a mechanical sound as if my dick is a tank moving its main gun towards its target. I'm giggling and enjoying every second. "Target sighted!" he says as he opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue.

He starts to jerk me very slowly, but very forcefully. He knows just how to get some distance out of me. I lean my head back against his shoulder as I start to shudder with pleasure. I grab a small cushion and bite into it because I know I'm close.

"Oh yeah, G! Fucking do it! Fucking shoot!" he whispers in my ear with the sexiest voice I've ever heard. As I know I'm about to squirt, I look over so I can see Luke's face to see if he can pull it off. I moan as I know his first chance is coming.

"Fuck!" he gasps as the first squirt hits him directly in the eye. He's squinting, but his mouth is still open and hopeful. I see the second squirt sail over his head, and I hear it splat on the lampshade. Oops! The third squirt sails directly into his hair. I can't help myself and start cracking up, even though I'm cumming incredibly hard.

"Fuck this," he says as he dives down to take me in his mouth and get the last few spurts. I can't stop laughing as I try to wipe what I can out of his hair and eye. Satisfied at having drained me, he starts licking what's left over off of my abs. "You have to admit, dude, if that would have worked out, it woulda been fucking hot." I laugh even harder. "Ok, fine. Let us never speak of this again." He rises up to kiss me to shut me up. I get myself under control after a minute or two of making out.

"You ready?" I ask as I break away.

"Fuck yeah!"

"You want me to suck it?"

"Just for the future, you never have to ask me that question," he smiles with anticipation as I start to pull down his shorts. "Dude, ya better be hungry."

"This is going to be so awesome." I notice his whole crotch is soaked with precum. "You should bottle this stuff," I say as I take him in. He closes his eyes and leans his head back. I can't help from moaning as I suck him up. His dick has been marinating in his precum for over an hour. It tastes so amazing. I prepare myself for what is surely going to be a spectacular amount of cum.

"Here… you… GO!" he groans as he grabs the back of my head and pumps his hips up into my mouth. I feel the first hot squirt erupt in the back of my mouth and I quickly swallow it. I know that number two, the big one, is going to quickly follow. I decide I need to pull back a little. I didn't really even taste the first one; it just went down the hatch. Ahhhhhh, perfect. It's just as flavorful and amazing as I remembered. I savor spurt number two a little too long and the next one almost overwhelms my mouth. I'm on top of it, though. I quickly devour what is in my mouth as the next shot replaces its departed brothers. It's just as hot, sweet and forceful as the last two, and the same amount! I realize now that I'm going to have to focus on swallowing just to keep up. Five, six, seven... so good… eight, nine…. He's still trying to fuck my mouth, even as he hits the wall. Ten! I make one more huge swallow and start licking his head. He makes a final thrust with his hips... ELEVEN! I can't believe it as I savor the last squirt. I continue to suck him as he finally collapses down flat. After a couple of minutes of just-in-case sucking, I finally release his spent dick from my mouth.

"Fucking ELEVEN," I say as I look up at him.

"You inspired it, G," he whispers, trying to catch his breath.

"I got every drop," I say as I lift myself up to kiss him. He obliges me for a minute or two, but then breaks away.

"Dude, I gotta piss!" he slinks out from under me and I groan.

"I guess I do, too," I chuckle. "Go ahead, I'll go after you."

He races to the bathroom and I follow him. He moans as he releases his stream and doesn't notice that I've come in behind him and started flossing.

"Oh, hello there!" he says as I turn on the faucet.

"Sorry, hope you don't mind."

"Ya, right. I don't want you to see my privates." he turns quickly and hides his dick from me.

"I need to floss. Did you know that little spermies are the number one cause of cavities for 16-year-old boys?"

"I don't doubt it," he says. "I guess I need to floss, too." We switch positions. Luke starts flossing at the sink and I take over the pissing and moaning at the toilet.

"Dude, I need to borrow something to sleep in," I say and he looks over at me. My sleep pants and t-shirt are still wet with various boy juices.

"I'll tell my mom tomorrow that she forgot about something. Along with all the extra towels and sheets, you need about five changes of clothes per night."

"Don't you dare," I laugh. "I'll deny everything, and she'll believe me. She loves me and she knows your devious ways."

"Dammit!" he says as he spits out his toothpaste.

We retire to his bedroom, and he tosses me a pair of his exercise shorts and a tank top.

"How's this?"

"This'll work. I'll look just like this guy I have a crush on," I say as I quickly change clothes. "We really need to get some sleep. I'll totally understand if you want me to sleep in my bed tonight."

"Get your ass in here," he says as he lifts the covers up for me. "If you've forgotten, we have a little kissing-till-we-cum activity planned."

"I just thought I'd give you the chance to put that off. We need to get our rest." A smile slowly creeps over my face as I speak, knowing that I'm not really offering to put anything off.

"I've wanted to kiss you all day… and I mean, really kiss you. I need to hold you tight and have you wrap your legs around me. I want to really go for it… slow and deep… really hot and boner-growin'. I want to get those dicks so hard and pressed up against each other, beggin' for a squirt, but all we can do is kiss each other some more. Finally, they'll just erupt and squirt cum all over our bodies, and we'll just keep kissin' and keep lovin'."

"I'm up for that." I'm barely able to talk from his description.

"This is the perfect time for it. We both just came big-time, so we'll have to work a while to– Wait, I'm already boned again." He uncovers his dick with a smile and slaps it against his abs.

"Me too." I pull down my shorts, and my boner bounces in the air.

"Put a t-shirt over the reading lamp. This has gotta be romantic," he smiles, licking his lips. I put a red t-shirt over the lamp, creating the perfect effect. I climb into bed next to him, unsure of what to do.

"Where do you want me?" I ask, admiring how sexy he looks in the dark red glow of the room.

"First, get out of those clothes. I want to feel that cock up against mine." It doesn't take me long to rip off the clothes he just gave me, as he squirms out of his from under the covers.


"Just scoot up next to me, and put your arms around me." He wiggles his eyebrows again, and I almost faint. I get as close to him as I can, laying my head down on his pillow. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and wrap my legs around his lower back. I scoot my head closer to his until the tips of our noses are touching. The heat from our bodies is already causing me to sweat. This is going to be incredibly hot, but I'm afraid it won't last as long as we'd like it to.

"Okay, no humping or grinding… just…" He plants a soft, tender kiss on my lips. I giggle, inviting Luke to start. However, his smile has faded and he's just staring into my eyes with a serious expression.


"I love you… so much," he says sweetly and simply. That's all it takes for me to touch my mouth to his. I softly massage his lips with mine without opening up and letting my tongue go crazy. I pull back slightly so I can look at him again.

"I love you, too," I whisper and nuzzle my nose across his. His smile returns, and he quickly plants his lips back on mine, opening his mouth wide, this time. Our tongues clash passionately, and I embrace his muscled body as tightly as I can. It's going to be really tough not to hump him… he's so irresistible in every way. He begins a low sweet moan into my mouth. I try to run my fingers through his hair and concentrate on the kiss to distract myself from what my hips and dick want me to do. The heat from our bodies under the covers is growing and I feel like I'm about to spontaneously combust. Suddenly, Luke breaks his embrace on my body and throws the covers off, just in time. We both catch a half-second breath of air, and then reconnect our loving embrace without missing a beat.

Luke's moaning is becoming louder and the pitch seems to be getting higher. He may be getting close. I really give him the power of my tongue, twirling it around his while my lips love on his as sweetly as I can. I feel him tap me on my shoulder and I quickly pull back to see what he wants.

"I'm cumming," he gasps. I peel my body back from his, and I see his dick squirt cum up on my chest… three hot streaks without a single pump, hump or lick. I made him cum just from a kiss! I quickly grab his face to finish him off with another kiss, but his cum is too tempting. I scrape up what I can with my hand, and lick it clean. I head down to lick up any remnants from Luke's dick, which is sopping with cum, just as I'd hoped.

I hear myself moaning with pleasure as I slurp it all up. I know I must be close, too, but I'm not touching my dick.

"Dude, are you cumming?" I hear Luke breathing heavily.

"`Bout to." As I release his dick from my mouth and look down at my own, I realize how close I actually am.

"Give it here!" Luke pulls my body up just as my dick squirts a jet of cum up his body, splattering on his chin. "Wow!" he pants, wrapping his lips around my squirting dickhole. He moans as he sucks down the rest of my load. My knees feel like they're about to buckle, and I have to steady myself while he finishes up on me. I see him jerking his softening shaft while a little drop of cum escapes the corner of his lips.

Eventually, I collapse and my dick slips out of his mouth, and immediately, his lips form a huge, satisfied smile. We laugh with exhaustion and bewilderment as I settle back in bed next to Luke. He pulls a sheet back over us, which should be more than enough cover since we've steamed up his bedroom. I lay my head down on Luke's shoulder and lovingly peer up into his eyes.

"Well, I guess that settles that," he kisses me on the forehead.

"What settles what?" I look at him quizzically.

"I came first… so that means I love you more," he smiles smugly.

"WHOA! Hold on a minute! If I woulda known it was a competition, I woulda squirted way sooner! I was just trying to make it last longer… cuz I love kissin' you so much."

"Yeah… you say that now…."

"We'll do it again tomorrow after we've rested, and we'll see who can cum first."

"No, the competition is closed," Luke kisses me to keep me from protesting again, and I melt into his mouth once again. "You wanna go to sleep?" he asks after a few minutes of increasingly sleepy kisses.

"Yeah… just kiss me to sleep," I yawn.

"You got it. Love you, G." He kisses my lips a few times, then moves up to my cheek and forehead.

"Love you, too."

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