Puppy For Sale
Chapter 43 - Over Too Soon
Steven and I were rapidly catching up to an angry Dave as he ran across roads and down alleyways. I knew what had made him go like
this but the intensity of his mood was freaking me out. I had knots in my stomach as Steven ran up to him and grabbed his arm.
"Get off me, I'm going home," he yelled at Steven.
"Not until you tell me what this is all about," Steven yelled back at him. I caught up to them and just stayed silent, thinking that opening
my mouth right now would be a bad idea. Besides, I didn't know where to start anyway.
"Is this what you want?" he spat, turning to face me.
"What I want? Dave I don't know what this is all about."
"Oh, don't give me that. Secret meet ups, hiding phone numbers under bins. What is this, out of site out of mind," he berated me, his
"Dave, will you calm the fuck down," Steven demanded, shaking Dave's arm.
"What has it been, like three days and already you…"
"He's what Dave… what's he done?" Steven cut in, before he looked at me. I just shrugged, it was all I could think of doing.
"Are you just playing with my head while you figure out if you like girls or boys, Jensen, is that it?"
"Dave, I… I haven't done anything. Ok sure I get that the number on a napkin thing probably looked a little weird, but it was the only way
I could get my contact details to her without Mr Watson knowing. I wasn't trying to hide anything from you."
"Then why didn't you just tell me, and why did you plan to meet her there on our day out?"
"Plan to meet… Dave, what do you mean, I made no such plans, it was just a coincidence."
"Dave, he's telling you the truth," Steven added, backing me up.
"Then he needs to prove it, because I don't buy it." Dave switched his view from Steven to me again. "You say you haven't seen this girl
since you left Greenstone and now, on the day we go out together she suddenly turns up there, in the same place, in the same
I felt scared, scared because it looked like my relationship with Dave was just about to crash and burn before it had even begun, he
didn't look convinced about what I was saying but that left me just about offended enough to keep my confidence high enough to
answer him back.
"Ok, I can prove it. If I had arranged this so called meeting with Cindy then that means I would have contacted her to arrange it. If that is
the case why was I leaving my number for her?"
"He's right Dave, If Jensen had planned this he would have already had her phone number. Dave, Jensen would not lie to you anyway,
that's not the brother I know."
Dave didn't say anything and I saw his shoulders relax down from the heightened state of anger they were hitched at.
"Please don't be angry with me Dave, you really don't have anything to be worried about, I promise."
"I'm sorry Jensen, I just… everything good that has ever happened in my life has been taken away from me, and I thought that was
"But Dave, you know Cindy and me go back a long way, don't you think if there was anything other than friendship I would like girls?"
Dave shrugged. "I don't know… I mean what if you liking boys is just a phase?"
"Oh, don't worry about that Dave, Jensen here is as bent as a nine bob note."
"Yeah thanks Steven… Dave, I'm crazy about you, can't you see that?"
"I'm sorry I doubted you, I just freaked out and thought… look it doesn't matter. I hope you can both forgive me."
"Well I don't know," Steven said. "You did make me not buy that jacket AND my bloody hat. Jensen will forgive you though, hell if you're
lucky he might even dump some semen into your ass to prove it tonight."
"Aww, STEVEN!" I squealed, going bright red.
"You're disgusting Steven Chase!" Dave added.
"Hey, I know, and I guess I make it look easy, eh?"
Dave sighed before coming to put his arms round me. "I've ruined the day haven't I?"
"It's fine Dave," I said, embracing his cold body.
"Fine… Fine? Firstly you didn't ruin the day because we have only been out a little under two hours and-"
"Steven!" I hissed, shooting him a glare.
"Nope, you didn't ruin the day," Steven, said, altering his tone. I smiled.
Back at home the house was empty, with Max and Susan still out buying stuff we guessed. Steven went to the refrigerator and pulled
out a carton of orange juice.
"Anyone want a glass, that burger sure made me thirsty."
"Yes please Stevie, Dave?"
"Yes please," Dave replied. We went at sat in the lounge and Steven toed his sneakers off before throwing himself on the couch.
"Wanna watch TV? Or do you two want me out of the way while you go and fuck like rabbits to make up. You might as well, seeing as
mum and dad are out, you can be noisy if you like too."
"Do you get off on thinking about two guys having sex Steven? You seem to go on about it a lot." Dave asked, grinning.
"Hmm, do I get off on it? It's a good question. I think I get off on the thought of our Jensen here losing his cherry for the first time, I think
that is gonna be fun for him."
"Would you like to watch when I penetrate him?"
"Guys, I am still in the room you know!" I barked, playfully, causing Dave and Steven to burst out laughing. "But I do wanna know the
answer to that question.
"What, would I like to watch you getting fucked? To be honest, I don't think it would weird me out. If you wanna know the truth, all sex
turns me on. I'm not Bi or anything but to me the act of two people fucking, to me is really hot."
"Even if one of them you're watching is your brother, Steven?" Dave asked, surprised.
"Dave, it's hard to explain, but I think you should understand what I'm like… and what I like."
"Wait a minute," I interrupted, having a thought. "In the mall, you two were joking about Dave having jacked you off Steven, was that
Steven and Dave looked at each other, their faces expressionless. I got the feeling that Dave's revelation in the mall had some truth to it
and also that Steven would have preferred the comment to have stayed unsaid.
"It is isn't it, it's true, I can tell by the way you are both looking at each other."
"It happened once, Jensen, I was horny and Dave was staying here, it just meant that I didn't have to do it myself that's all." I grinned,
before that grin disappearing as I looked at Dave. He looked offended.
"Oh, such a lovely way to describe it, thanks Steven." Dave said, looking very unimpressed.
"What? It was what it was, I can't make it out to be something it wasn't can I?"
"Actually Jensen, Steven is missing out the parts where he was begging me to go faster and squeeze harder as his body tensed up with
pleasure. AND, I let you blow your load in my mouth, you left that bit out."
Steven looked horrified at Dave's more in-depth description of… well whatever went on that day or night. I couldn't help grinning at the
whole thing. Steven looked so embarrassed and it was so cool to finally have him on the back foot about something.
The cocky little shit!
"So… so you gave him a blow job?" I asked, surprised about that part.
"Only right at the end, he didn't warn me either, he asked me to suck it for a while and unbeknown to me he was on the edge and he
pulled my head in and came in my mouth almost making me choke, it was disgusting."
"Pfft, well since you are determined to add all the graphic details, I might add that you didn't complain when I did cum in your mouth!"
"Wha… what did it taste like?" I asked, fascinated by the story that was unfolding.
Dave thought for a moment, as if casting his mind back. "Kinda sweet and salty, if that makes sense? You never tasted your own
"No, I don't like the smell of it… it smells kinda like bleach and I wandered if that was what it tasted like."
"Steven and Dave both laughed. "Uh, no Jensen, it doesn't taste like bleach," Dave replied.
"Oh, well, I guess I'll get round to tasting some soon then, wont I?" I said, flicking my eyes at him.
"God you sound like a slut Jensen Stibbings." Steven remarked. "Anyway, just to wrap up our previous little conversation THANK YOU
DAVE! Like I said Jensen, it was a one off thing, I'm not into guys as much as that might disappoint you and it won't be happening
again. It was a means to an end."
"What's a slut when it's at home?" I asked, curious.
"A slut Jensen is person who sleeps with anyone and everyone and flaunts it." Dave replied.
"Hey Steven! I'm not like that!" I barked.
"It's just a figure of speech bonehead, I didn't mean it literally."
Max and Susan got back around two and walked into the lounge where Steven was watching a movie and Dave and I were quietly
chatting trying not to talk over the sound. I was sitting on the floor in between Dave's legs and he was playing with my hair.
"Hey boys, how was the mall?" Max asked, carrying three large bags in his hand.
"Brief," grunted Steven, not taking his eyes away from the TV.
"Really, that good huh?"
"Max, I saw Cindy!"
"Wow, really Puppy?"
"Yeah, she was with Mr Watson and his wife… oh and some other girl there."
"That's awesome, so, are you two going to meet up or…"
"I don't know, I had to get my number to her secretly, Mr Watson didn't seem that impressed to see me there."
"That Watson guy is weird," Steven chimed in.
"Why didn't he?"
I shrugged," Dunno Max, but don't forget, I'm not supposed to know about him adopting Cindy am I? That might have something to do
"I agree, so how did you get your number to her?"
"Max could you give me a hand please?" Susan called from the kitchen.
"Hold that thought Jensen, I'll be right back." I nodded, and Max left to see Susan.
"Are you looking forward to school tomorrow?" Dave asked, stroking my neck.
"A little nervous, I'm glad you two will be there."
"Yeah, Billy and Jessie as well don't forget."
"Yeah, but I don't know them as well as you and Steven."
"Guys, I am trying to listen to this, keep it down over there," Steven hissed.
"Wanna go upstairs and leave Mr Grumpy here to it?" I asked.
"Sure." Dave replied. We both got up and left the lounge. I don't even think Steven noticed. On route Susan came out into the hallway.
"Puppy, If you want to unpack your uniform and give it to me, I'll get it ironed for you ready for tomorrow. Dave, you might want to do the
"Thanks," we both said in unison.
Up in the bedroom Dave sat on my bed while I grabbed all my new gear from the wardrobe and laid it out on Steven's bed.
"Where is yours?" I asked, watching him watch me.
"In my sports bag over there," he pointed, before jumping back off the bed and unzipping it. He pulled out his shirt, trousers, tie and
blazer which were all a little creased.
"Give them here and I'll take them down," I said, stepping over to him. Dave dropped the contents in his hands and grabbed hold of me,
pulling me in for a kiss. The feel of his warm lips on mine made me whimper as I tasted his mouth.
In a moment of dominance he squeezed my groin and pushed me onto Steven's bed, running his hands up underneath my sweater. My
stomach tensed at the feel of his fingers on my skin, it was electric. My dick had long since become rock hard and he knew it judging by
the smile on his face as he looked down at my midsection.
"Dave?" I asked, swallowing hard. "The door is open?"
"Hmm, so it is," he replied, carrying on his soft assault on my abs.
"Don't you think we ought to close it?"
"Expecting something are we?"
"Well no… uh, well I don't know, but that open door is making me pretty nervous all the same."
"I think it's kinda hot, you know, like knowing we might get caught?"
My body trembled as he lay kiss after kiss on my treasure trail. Soft wet kisses that were warm and meaningful.
"Your shaking," he remarked. "Am I making you nervous?"
"N-n-n-no, I'm just feeling new things that's all, it's really nice."
"Good, I don't know what I'm doing, this is all from movies, but I heard guys like their stomachs kissed."
"This guy does," I remarked, letting my head fall back.
"So anyway Puppy as I was sayi… whoa, my bad," cried Max. I looked up to see him standing in the door way. The colour must have
drained from my face as I threw Dave off of me, mortified.
"Sorry Max, shit… erm, we should have closed the door."
"Guys it's fine, but yes, if you wanna do that kinda thing, it might be an idea to close the door."
"See, I told you." I chirped at Dave who was trying hard not to giggle. I slapped his leg.
"Anyway, we can discuss Cindy later, I'll leave you guys to it," Said a red faced Max as he closed the door.
I was about to berate Dave for letting that happen but his mouth clamped onto mine before I could speak, smothering me with another
deep kiss. He got back on top of me and straddled my upper legs, once again running his hands up and down my torso.
I could feel him tugging at the belt on my jeans and the anticipation sent my senses to a whole new level. I tried to help him with it but
he bat my hands away before going back to work on my belt himself.
I felt a pressure before he got the buckle out of its hole and my jeans felt loose. Then I felt the button pop on them signifying he had got
them undone. My dick was about to burst as the slow quiet sound of a zip being opened invaded my mind.
He was almost in my jeans!
Gently, he licked my swollen member through my boxers and I yelped in ecstasy. "Fuck," he whispered.
I looked up. "What… what's wrong?"
Dave put one hand on his cheek and shook his head. "Steven wasn't wrong, you are fucking huge!"
"I think I need to take that as a compliment right?"
Dave grinned. "You should take it as one, yes, but I sure don't think I ever could take it, full stop."
I giggled and lay my head back down. Dave went back to making a fuss of me, pulling my jeans down ever so slightly. A strange feeling
then came over me and I had to tense up to stop it. Dave noticed and stopped.
"Are you ok?"
I creased my forehead. "I… I think so. I'm just getting a feeling in my groin area, but I'm not touching myself."
Dave shrugged and carried on doing what he was doing. This time I watched him as my jeans, now down just below my hips gave him
access to pretty much all of my dick and balls. The only thing separating them from him was my boxers.
Dave looked to be savouring the moment here; he was in no rush to reveal what was underneath. I knew of course, but he was like a
kid a Christmas, a big smile on his face, wondering. He slowly ran his fingers under the waistband of my boxers and the feeling came
back again. It was making my dick twitch violently and as he pulled on the band to reveal the head of my swollen dick, I tensed up and a
grunt escaped my mouth. Wad after wad of hot semen flew from the end of my cock, soaking my face, neck and sweater. It felt like it
was never going to stop as I managed to eye Dave just sitting there holding my boxer waist band in amazement. Despite his weight on
my legs, my ass was fully off the bed now as an intense orgasm was almost finished ripping through me.
"Wha… what the fuck, I didn't even touch you." Dave whispered.
"You don't have to tell me," I said, wondering what had just happened.
"I'm really impressed with that load though, look at it, you flooded yourself," he remarked as a gloop fell from my eye brow onto my chin.
I just laid there still in shock.
"That's never happened before, I'm not sure what that even was."
"I've heard of this, they call it a hands free cum shot, but usually you have to have some stimulation to make that happen."
"Oh, don't worry, I got all the stimulation I needed. So now that you mention it, I can see why that happened." I sighed. "I feel bad now."
"Why?" Dave asked, raising a brow.
"Because I wanted our first time to be special and I wanted us to cum together. Now look, I can't even keep myself from emptying
everywhere and you are still fully clothed."
"It really isn't a big deal Jensen, if you enjoyed it, that's all I worry about."
"I didn't really have time to enjoy it Dave, it was over before you even got started. I should have listened to Steven."
"He said to have a wank before sex so I would last longer. I don't think I understood quite how excited I would be and I didn't know this
was going to happen, so I didn't."
Dave cracked up laughing at the seriousness of my tone, but it was true, I didn't know this was going to happen.
"Really Jensen, it's cool."
"Do… do you want me to-"
"No, listen, lets just call this a practise run for our proper first time and we'll start again, yeah?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Good, now we better get you cleaned up before Steven walks in."
"Yeah, this is all cold and went now."
"Yummy," Dave said, grinning at me soaked in my own juices.
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