Saturday. JD had been waiting for this morning all week. He wasn't normally an early riser — most computer nerds weren't — but today, he'd made an exception. He'd even made sure he went to bed last night, to be certain that he wasn't too tired today. He'd had to say no to a last round at the Saloon with the fellas, but, in his gut, he knew it would be worth it.He glanced once more at the clock on his beside table. 7:38. He couldn't wait much longer; however, as much as he wanted to do this, the apartment was cold and his bed was so comfortable and warm. But, as the electronic display of the clock ticked over another minute, JD took a deep breath, then threw off the heavy covers.
Wearing only a t-shirt for warmth, he padded toward the door. He turned the knob slowly, and then quietly pulled the door open. In the hallway, he paused for a moment to turn the thermostat up to 70 degrees, and then he continued down the hall.
In the bathroom, he quickly relieved himself, wiping off the tip of his dick with a wad of toilet paper, and then purposely did not flush. In just a few minutes, he was back in the hall.
The door opposite was slightly ajar and JD eased it slowly open. He slipped inside, heading straight for the queen-sized bed in the middle of the room. He slowly, gently, pulled up the corner of the comforter, lifted the top edges of the blanket and sheet, and then slipped under the covers.
For a few moments, he lay perfectly still, hoping he hadn't disturbed the bed's owner. JD listened and heard the man's slow, rhythmic breathing. He then scooted lower, until his head was beneath the covers, and moved closer to his prey, Buck Wilmington. He reached over and brushed the tip of his finger over one of the man's nipples, feeling it instantly respond. He lightly brushed it again, smiling when it grew even harder. Buck did not seem to wake, so JD moved lower, finding the man's limp dick.
He ran his finger over the soft length, wondering if it would respond as readily as the nipple had. It didn't and JD was a bit disappointed. Then again, he wasn't quite sure what he expected would happen. He'd never woken Buck up this way before. Hell, he'd never woken anyone up this way before!
With two fingers, he gently hefted the flaccid weight, moving it until it rested along the hollow where Buck's right leg met his hip. Then JD moved his fingers along the length, noting how soft and smooth the skin was, but Buck and his dick continued to sleep.
This wasn't working out in the least bit like JD had planned. So, he changed tacks. Moving closer, he leaned in and licked the head of Buck's dick. The man shifted slightly, but then settled again, still asleep. So, JD reached over and lifted the meat into his mouth.
He was very gentle at first, running his tongue over the bulbous head, over the rounded rim, then down the first inch of the shaft after he'd sucked the man deeper into his mouth.
As he listened for Buck to make the first sounds of rousal, JD's mind began to drift ... he thought back to the last time they'd done something like this — the ONLY time they'd ever done anything like this. It was difficult for him to believe that it had happened at all, let alone that it had been a mere five days ago. It was more surreal to JD than anything else. Yet, here he was, in Buck's beg, sucking the man awake.
He hoped Buck wouldn't kill him. They hadn't talked about this since it had happened. They hadn't discussed doing this ever again. Of course, they never discussed NOT doing it, either. That's what had given JD the idea. If this was something Buck really regretted doing, JD was fairly certain he would have said something, just to make certain it would never happen again. Like that time JD had fixed him up with one of the women in the computer lab at work — Buck thanked him for the effort, but pointedly told him he could get his own dates. JD didn't understand why — he thought girls in glasses were kind of cute, even if they all seemed to prefer Buck to him — but he'd respected Buck's wishes and never did it again.
Eventually, he heard a soft moan from Buck, just moments after the man's dick began to swell just a little inside JD's mouth. The kid smiled to himself. He was going to get Buck back for the other night, for somehow turning the tables on him. There was no way he was going to let Buck do that again. Nope, he started this, he was in charge, and he was going to finish it, his way. So, Buck was just going to have to lie there and take it, JD had decided.
But that's when he felt a hand on his hip, slipping down his leg, then around. Buck was awake, and the man suddenly had a firm grasp on JD's dick. Then he squeezed, causing JD to sit up in pain. Buck sat up, too, pushing the bed covers aside, though he never let go of his prize.
"Just what'dya think yer doing?"
JD's mouth went dry as he looked into the man's blue eyes — colder than he'd ever seen them. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe Buck hadn't said anything because it was something he never wanted to think about, ever again. And here JD was.
"Waking you up," he offered, almost as an apology.
Buck narrowed his eyes, and JD immediately began to scramble from the bed. But the man still had a firm hold on his dick, and he quickly pressed his other hand against JD's hip, pinning him to the mattress.
"Not so fast. Yer not getting away that easy. Not after what you've done," Buck said, his voice a low, gravelly growl.
JD took in a quavering breath. Buck was a hell of a lot bigger than he was, stronger, and held more hours of hand-to-hand combat training that JD could ever hope to accumulate. Hell, the man had even taught a few courses. There wasn't much JD could do against that, but, he had to try. He hadn't meant to do anything wrong. If Buck had only said something ... anything....
JD kicked out at Buck, trying to push himself away, but the man simply tightened his grip on JD's dick until the kid was squirming in pain.
He was so sorry. He'd never do this again, ever, if only he could make his friend believe him. "Buck, please..." he begged.
But the man only smiled — it was a sadistic grin, and JD knew Buck was going to take a lot of pleasure in making him pay for what he'd done. The kid only now realized it was one thing to get carried away while watching some porno video, but quite another to find someone uninvited in your bed.
JD closed his eyes as he stopped struggling. He'd take what was coming to him, then he'd leave, never darkening the doorway of Buck's room again, ever, for as long as he lived. Hell, he supposed he'd move out, too, if it came to that; this was, after all, his doing, his fault.
The grip on his dick eased then and JD breathed in relief. Buck was going to let him off easy, because he'd given in. Then JD felt the man remove his hand from his hip, no longer pinning him to the mattress. He wondered what punishment Buck was planning — hoping it would be over with quickly, though he knew his friend could drag a vendetta out for days if it suited his temper.
Suddenly Buck released JD's dick, then grabbed both his hips and flipped him onto his stomach. The kid let out the whoosh of air knocked from his body, then instinctively struggled to get his hands and knees under him. Buck let him, then wrapped an arm around his middle and yanked him back; JD's hands slipped out from under him and his face bounced against the mattress.
JD started to push himself up again, but Buck held him down with a strong hand between his shoulder blades. Then a sharp shudder ran over his body as he felt something so incredible. The kid wasn't sure what it was at first, but as Buck continued, JD quickly pieced it all together. The man was tonguing him, tonguing his crack. He continued to shudder, unaware of the low moans emanating from his throat as Buck lapped at his hole.
The man moved his hand slowly down JD's back, over his hip, then between his legs. He caught JD's balls and squeezed them until JD began to squirm again.
"Buck..." he managed, but further conversation failed him. As Buck began to thrust his tongue in and out of his hole, JD thought he was going to die from the intensity of the feelings coursing over him, through him. But, when Buck wrapped his fingers around his dick, JD struggled to get his hands underneath himself again. Buck was going to make his come, any minute, and he didn't want that!
Buck pulled away, and then spun JD onto his back again. "Ain't done with you," he said, glaring down at the kid again.
JD glared back at the man. "Fuck you," he finally said, then smiled. This seemed to really piss Buck off, because he let go of JD and pushed himself away. It wasn't what JD wanted; it wasn't how he thought Buck would react. He was about to apologize to his roommate when he saw the man reach over to his nightstand. He pulled open his drawer. JD knew the man kept a gun in there, and he swallowed hard, though he didn't truly believe his friend would draw on him; even if he was that angry, he'd never be that stupid.
But, JD let out the breath he'd been holding when he saw what it was Buck had reached for: a tube of lubricant. The man turned on him again, crawling across the small distance that separated them. He crawled right up to him, on top of him, intimidating JD back down onto the mattress.
The kid closed his eyes. He thought Buck might kiss him, though he wasn't sure. He wasn't even sure he wanted the man to. Guys didn't kiss, after all — not unless they were boyfriends, and JD was pretty sure he and Buck weren't that. He didn't think he wanted it, even if Buck did, though he couldn't really believe Buck would want it either.
"Relationships are complicated," the man had once told him. "Sex is so much easier and with a lot less hassles." That had been his explanation early on in their friendship, when he'd asked Buck how come he never dated any one girl more than a few times. He didn't know if the man had ever had a steady girlfriend, or if he ever would. JD was beginning to wonder himself if he'd ever find anyone. Girls just didn't seem to be attracted to him, most especially when his tall, handsome friend was around.
But as soon as Buck took JD's dick into his mouth, all thoughts of girlfriends and relationships fled the kid's mind. "Sex is so much easier...."
The man tongued him until he was squirming so much he nearly toppled off the bed; it was only Buck's firm hand on his arm that prevented him. Then the man began to spread lubricant — cold lubricant — over his dick. He went slightly soft from the chill, but Buck stroked him back to hardness as the slick, clear goo warmed to body temperature.
Then he wrapped his fingers into a ring at the base of JD's dick and pulled up, stripping off the excess lubricant. Then Buck placed his hands between his legs and wiped his slick fingers off against his hole.
Then he held up a condom and made a show of tearing it open with his teeth; JD didn't doubt that the man had had years of practice perfecting the technique. It made his dick ache just watching.
Buck then pulled the condom from the red plastic package and checked it over quickly. Then Buck placed it on top of JD's dick and began to unfurl the latex. It was a snug fit, as it should be, and JD felt the rolled edge moving further and further down the length of his dick as Buck continued to unroll the condom, all the way to the base.
Then Buck offered JD his hand, yanking him to his knees. JD didn't know what the man expected him to do. They were both just kneeling, face-to-face, on the mattress. It didn't seem like much of a way to get anything done, JD thought to himself. He looked around the room, but didn't see anything that could substitute for a chair, which Buck had done him over last time, their first time.
He supposed he could do Buck if the man were to turn around and kneel, but a look in the man's eyes told JD that he had other plans.
Buck reached out and ran his hand gently over JD's sheathed dick, even as he reached down and began to stroke his own. Then he moved away, and JD thought he was about to get up off the bed. But, he didn't. He just moved to the edge and sat down, with his feet on the floor. Then Buck held his hand out to the kid, pulling him over.
JD moved, still unsure what the man expected.
"Get off my bed," he growled.
The kid frowned at the man's tone. He didn't think Buck was angry with him anymore, not really. The kid hung his head — beginning to feel the burn of humiliation Buck had surely sought to punish him with — ready to strip off the condom and head back to his own room, when Buck squeezed his hand. JD looked up to find that sadistic grin twisting behind his mustache.
JD narrowed his eyes at the man as he carefully got off the bed and came to stand in front of him. Buck grabbed his hips and pulled him close, until he was standing between the man's legs, with his knees pressed against the side of the mattress.
Buck then leaned back and lifted his feet off the floor. He grabbed his knees and pulled them up close to his chest, exposing his hole. JD didn't miss another beat. He licked his fingers and pressed them right against the dark pucker of skin, moving them over the small area, feeling the tightness very slowly easing.
He moved his other hand up, to cover Buck's exposed dick, now hard from their play. In the gray light of early morning, he seemed much larger than he had the other night when he'd been lit only by the flicker of the television screen. JD couldn't imagine how he'd accommodated the man's thickness or his length, but he had, with little pain — at least, little pain that he remembered.
His own dick wasn't nearly as large, though he didn't think he was below average, especially not for a guy of his height and weight. Buck had seen him in the past, on the odd occasion, and had never made any remarks about him being small; he certainly wasn't saying anything about it now. Then again, maybe Buck was suddenly thinking it was a good thing — after all, his hole was pretty tight. JD wasn't even sure he could squeeze his dick inside. Damn, his own hole couldn't be this tight and accommodate Buck's size, could it?
He decided to test the man out by inserting a finger. He pushed forward, gently but firmly, and when the digit slipped in fairly easily, he was pleased. He looked up at Buck, to see if the man was experiencing any pain, but when he saw that Buck's head was back against the mattress and a gentle smile graced his lips, JD knew the man was enjoying this attention. So, he stuck another finger into him, and then began to move both around. Buck's smile got wider, but he still didn't say a word.
JD tried a third finger, but it was rather awkward, so he simply removed his hand and pressed the tip of his dick against the hole. He thought Buck might tense up — JD thought, had their positions been reversed, he certainly would have. At least in the dark, bent over that chair, JD hadn't really known what was coming. But, today, Buck must know; how could he not?
The kid took a breath before pressing forward until his glans was shoved inside. Buck tensed a bit then, bringing his head up off the mattress just long enough for JD to see his eyes squeezed tight, but an even larger smile than before graced his lips. JD moved his dick forward, pushing himself inside. He noticed the knuckles on Buck's hands, as they held his legs close to his chest, turning white from the effort, so he decided to hurry things up. He grabbed Buck's hip bones and pulled himself forward as he thrust his own hips against Buck's ass.
He had been so concerned about hurting Buck that he only now realized how incredible he himself was feeling. His dick was buried to the balls inside his best friend and it was like nothing he'd ever experienced. He wondered if it felt like this with a girl. Buck didn't know he was a virgin — JD had denied it every time the subject had come up — but the truth was, he'd graduated every grade since before puberty years before his peers, making him too young for any of the girls at any of his schools to be even remotely interested in him.
Who wants to go to the senior prom with a fourteen-year-old? What girl who possessed a driver's license would get in a car with some boy whose mother had to drive him everywhere? What college co-ed wants to date someone younger than her own baby brother when she has men her own age and older to choose from? No one, it turns out.
It was the one thing no one had seemed to consider when he'd skipped grades, tested out of high school, and was accepted into college. His mom always told him, as long as he had friends his own age at home that was all that mattered — and he had a few, but no one really close, because no one really accepted him. She also told him that he shouldn't be thinking about girls anyway, since school was the most important thing. Girls would come later, she'd promised, once he was settled with a good job. It had seemed rational at the time, but now he was just too old to be this inexperienced with girls — it made everything so much more difficult.
"Move," Buck finally groaned and JD shook himself back to the moment. He pulled slowly back, then pressed forward again, moving his dick in and out of his friend's hot, tight hole. He couldn't believe Buck was lying there, taking this. He thought for certain that Buck was going to be the one to take him again, the way he'd reacted upon waking. But being the one inside Buck was incredible, JD thought, and he felt so powerful, so confident.
He reached out then and grabbed Buck's hard dick; the man gasped, before letting out a sputtering laugh. The reaction topped off JD's confidence. His friend trusted him, and was going to let him to as he pleased.
JD began to thrust harder and faster into Buck, stroking the man's dick with the same rhythm. He felt the muscles of Buck's ass clenching his shaft as he moved in and out, and the feeling was incredible. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer; he wasn't sure he could bring Buck off before he came inside of him, but he was going to try.
The kid slowed his thrusting some, but tightened his grip on his friend's dick as he increased the cadence of his strokes. He felt the man shudder beneath him, felt him clench and then loosen the muscles of his anus. And that's when JD felt it, the tensing inside of himself, and he knew he was close, too close to hold back any longer.
He held on tight to the man's dick and used it to steady himself as he increased his thrusts into the man, unable to hold back any longer. He felt the hot juice rush up his channel, pumping deep into Buck, and the kid clamped his eyes shut against the intense release.
He gasped as the orgasm raced over him, forgetting about everything else around him, until he felt Buck's hand cover his. Buck began to move their hands over his own dick, helping JD to stroke him again. The intensity of the come had left JD weak and unfocussed. He couldn't have maintained the rhythm without Buck's help, but in moments, Buck himself was squirming and groaning.
Then, suddenly, his ass muscles clenched as his hips jerked upward, squeezing JD's sensitive dick and shoving it deep. Buck thrashed on the mattress, throwing his head back violently as squirt after squirt of thick jizz shot from his shaft.
JD watched as the white cream splattered over the man's chest and stomach. Then he had to remind himself to breath. When Buck stopped coming, he pried JD's fingers from his dick, and then pulled JD toward the bed. JD reached between them, holding the condom in place as he pulled out of his friend, then he collapsed beside the man.
They both lay there, breathing hard for the longest time, before Buck finally spoke — "Hell of a way to be woken up" — and JD sensed an edge of anger in his voice again.
Buck was right; it wasn't fair that he'd ambushed him, especially without finding out first if this was something the man even wanted. "Sorry," JD apologized, turning his head away. He wouldn't do it again.
"Don't be. But, just know this, I'll get you back. Somehow. When you least expect it."
As the bed began to shake from Buck's laughter, JD looked over at him and was surprised by the maniacal grin plastered across his friend's face.
The End
April 2002Please do NOT repost this story anywhere, for any reason.Characters from "The Magnificent Seven" were used without permission and this story in no way signifies support of, or affiliation with, The Mirisch Group, MGM, Trilogy Entertainment, or CBS Worldwide, Inc. The M7-ATF universe was created by Mog, and extra thanks go to her for allowing other people to play within it. The story itself and any non-Magnificent Seven characters belong to the author. This story will not be sold for any reason.