Mason in the Center, Part 2

by Joe L

Chapter 5

We quickly scarf down a couple of energy bars and an apple juice each. Once we get going, we don't want to stop to eat.

"I hope they get lucky and don't come back until Sunday," Tyler says with an eager smile.

"I don't think that will happen. If Carson gets lucky, Zack will come back. If Zack gets lucky, it will be with Carson," I laugh, "but you're not gonna get lucky unless you get on that top bunk right now."

We quickly undress, throwing clothes all over the floor. Tyler scampers up the ladder and I quickly follow him. I spread out an unfolded sleeping bag over the mattress so we don't get stains everywhere, and then I pull a light blanket over our naked bodies.

"Hi," I giggle with the blanket partly obscuring my face.

"Hey." He leans over and kisses me lightly on the lips. I'm surprised when he pulls back. "I can't believe I get to take my time with you. There's no shitty little brother about to run into the room in just a few minutes." He rubs my chest while staring me in the eyes and gives me a quick kiss every few seconds.

"I like the whole taking-our-time thing, but that doesn't mean you can't kiss me really deeply and just cum all over me."

"I'd do anything to make you happy." Tyler climbs on top of me with a big smile and slowly lowers himself onto my body. We open our mouths as widely as we can and indulge in an exaggeratingly deep kiss while we chuckle.

"We're coming in… in three seconds!" I hear Carson's angry voice on the other side of the door through his fists pounding on the metal. Tyler rolls off of me into his original position with an agonizing groan. "One… two… THREE!"

"What happened?" I croak as they enter the room. Tyler is absolutely uninterested in them and just stares at my face with a big smile while he resumes rubbing my chest.

"Fuckers!" Carson seethes. He plops down in his desk chair, props his feet up, puts his earbuds in and proceeds to ignore us and listen to music.

"The security dude wouldn't let us leave," Zack smiles, enjoying the sight of Tyler and me together in bed. "You signed in under Carson's name, so we aren't allowed to leave the school with minors under our care."

"Did you tell him that we're just going to have sex all night?" Tyler asks with his attention still completely focused on me.

"Somehow, I didn't think that was gonna help," Zack says, walking over to Carson.

"Dude, quit rubbin' my chest!" I whisper to Tyler. "You're makin' my dick throb!"

"Good," he says, rubbing more sensually.

"Whattya wanna do?" Zack taps Carson on the arm, but he recoils and ignores him without taking his earbuds out. Zack walks back to us. "I'll work on him. For now, you guys look like you could do with some alone time."

"Mmhmm," I say as Tyler moans.

"Why don't you guys go take a shower together?" Zack suggests, twitching his eyebrows.

"Are you kidding? We're not messing around in that bathroom! There will be guys coming in and out!" I say, trying to ignore Tyler's hand on my chest.

"Nah, there won't be many guys coming in and out, and if they do, they'll just do their business and leave. Just go in there and both get in the same shower when the coast is clear. As long as you don't make a lot of noise, no one will know."

"I dunno," I say.

"That's where Carson and I go when we want to mess around and not get all sweaty and dirty," Zack confesses and Tyler and I jerk our surprised expressions towards Carson.

"Jeez, one time!" he calls out. He must be paying attention after all.

"It's been like… five or six times!" Zack whispers low enough that Carson can't hear him.

"What do you think?" I ask, turning back to Tyler.

"Yeahhh," Tyler whispers, nodding as he continues to smile and rub my chest.

"How can you resist THAT?" Zack chuckles.

"I can't," I say, giving Tyler a quick kiss. "Let's go."

We strip down to our undies in the corner, trying to hide our erections from peeking eyes. We borrow their bathrobes and we're off down the hall to the common bathroom. Unfortunately, there are two guys in there talking. One of them is shaving at a sink and the other one is sitting on the counter, talking to the shaver and playing with his phone. By the sound of it, they are going to the party that Carson and Zack are missing out on. Tyler looks at me for direction.

"Just get in that one," I whisper. "I'll join you when the coast is clear."

I get in the shower next to Tyler's and turn on the water. I leave the curtain open a crack so I can keep my eye on the guys at the sink. I sure as fuck hope no one else comes in!

Eventually, the shaver stops shaving, but their conversation continues. I can't hear what they're saying from the shower water. Damn, this place has ten times the water pressure than we have at home. I hope they have ten times the hot water because we're going to be here a while.

Don't these fuckers want to go to the fucking party? Do they just want to talk about it in the fucking bathroom? I feel like I'm on the school bus going home and we're stopped behind a train crossing. My rage is boiling up and I feel like I want to scream at them to get the fuck out. Tyler is fucking naked standing just a few feet away from me with a huge boner, and I can't even get to him!

Finally, they make their way over to the urinals and their backs are to the showers. I leave my water going and quickly slip out of my shower and into Tyler's.

"Bout time!" Tyler says over the rush of the water with a big smile on his face. I think his shower is even more powerful than the one I was just in. We can talk to each other… and moan… and no one standing on the other side of the curtain would even have a clue that two people are in here.

I embrace Tyler and stand under the water, trying to calm down a little. He takes the cue and holds me, lovingly stroking my hair. I moan, finally releasing my frustration.

"What was that about?" Tyler asks as I finally pull back.

"I just missed you, and I wanted to be with you," I smile innocently.

"We're together now." His smile is driving me wild.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're really sexy when you're wet?" I ask.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're really sexy ALL the fucking time?" He one-ups me.

"I love it when you look at me like that," I say, rubbing my hands up and down his back as the water cascades over it.

"Like what?" he asks with curiosity.

"Like you're so completely in love with me, and you're gonna kiss me for over an hour."

"Yep, you got it." He leans in to start the kiss, but I stop him by pressing my finger against his upper lip.

"You gotta do me a favor though," I say.

"What?" he asks impatiently.

"I'm REALLY cum-starved right now. You gotta tap me on the shoulder when you're about to shoot so I can get it."

"That's not gonna work," he smiles devilishly.

"Why the fuck not?"

"Cuz when you're down there gettin' mine, you're just gonna nut and it'll all go down the drain."


"Maybe I want some, too."

"You'd better get down there soon, then."

Tyler drops to his knees and his lips are immediately wrapped around my swollen purple head. He smiles as he bobs up and down, and the sight immediately makes me ready to cum. I arch my back and try to maintain my balance as I unload into his mouth. It feels amazing, but it only serves to make me jealous and more ravenous for his cream. The second he releases his mouth from my dick, I hoist him up and drop down to my knees at the same time.

"Hey! At least you coulda given me a kiss on the way!" he says as he rubs the back of my head. I'm already locked on his dick, and I look up at him with it firmly secured in my mouth. I suck it hungrily and I see his eyes close and his mouth open in pure pleasure. I go back to work to get my prize.

His dick is so perfect. I wouldn't change a single thing about it. The shaft is so smooth and it's shaped just right. It's ideal for fucking… I mean, making love. It's impressive, but it's not too thick and not too long. It will slide nicely inside of me and drive us both completely wild. As his cum starts to flow inside of my mouth, I imagine it flowing inside of my body as Tyler kisses me with every ounce of passion that he can muster. I reach down and grab my shaft, giving it a quick jerk and squirting a second load in just a couple of minutes.

I have to think of a way to make this happen. I guess for now, I have to rely on Zack and see if he can get the job done. I just hope this doesn't backfire. A setback now could cost us months of love making.

Tyler lifts me up by the armpits, and we're face-to-face once again.

"Did you just cum again?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe a little," I say with a smile.

"Damn. You're not ready to get out, are you?"

"That depends. You think you're up for that hour-long kiss?" I rub my fingers through his hair.

"You KNOW I am," he says, barely able to get his words out before we're instantly inside of a deep kiss. Even though he's on the low right after an orgasm, I feel his love for me so intensely. I can't resist the thoughts of having this same kiss while his hard dick is thrusting inside of me. I feel like this is what we were born to do. I feel like if I keep going in this direction, I might cum again too quickly, and he'll definitely get suspicious. I somehow manage to push it out of my mind and just concentrate on the kiss. I need to be present for this, and give him the long make-out session that he needs and deserves… since I got my thirst quenched.

Before I know it, I feel a tap on my shoulder, and I know he's ready again. I zoom down to get my mouth wrapped around his dick so that nothing escapes. In seconds, his warm jizz squirts in my mouth again, and I savor it a little more this time. Before I can finish, his dick slips out of my mouth as he collapses backwards. He falls against the corner of the shower, and I follow him down to the floor.

"I'm not through with you yet," he says with exhaustion in his eyes. He grabs my head with both hands and shoves his tongue back inside my mouth. I lean in and continue to give him exactly what he wants. In a few minutes, I feel his hand firmly wrapped around my dick. He gives it soft, but firm tugs. I quickly moan inside of his mouth, letting him know that the time is near. He picks up on the clue and quickly dives down for a couple more squirts out of my dick. I'm sure it won't be much, but it's something.

He rises back up, licking his lips with a big smile.

"Best shower ever," I pant.

"Yeah. You ready to get out?" he asks, looking like he's going to go unconscious at any second.

"Are you?"

"Yeah. I want to stay in here forever… but I need water… and FOOD!" he says, leaning against the back of the shower.

"Me too. We have the whole weekend here, so we can take more showers," I groan as I stand up. I reach out to Tyler and take his hands, managing somehow to hoist him to his feet. I begin to push the curtain aside and head out of the shower, forgetting for a second where I am. I give Tyler an embarrassed smile as he chuckles silently. I carefully peek out from behind the shower curtain and see no one in the whole bathroom, so I quickly climb out and back inside my original shower. I turn the water off, begin to dry myself off, and finally emerge, dressed in Zack's robe. Tyler yawns as he towel-dries his hair in the mirror. Damn, he's so sexy… I feel like I could go for three more orgasms in the shower.

We head back to Carson's room, having no idea how long we've been gone. Amazingly, as we enter, we see Zack and Carson hovering above a pizza box. Tyler shoves me aside in our usual routine when pizza is involved, as we both bolt for a slice. I take a huge, satisfying bite as Tyler stuffs half of a slice in his mouth at once. Zack laughs at us as he tosses us a soda, and I gulp down an entire can in one shot.

"You guys must've really worked up an appetite!" Zack says, handing me another soda.

"I guess we did," I say between gulps.

"Just a word of warning," Carson mumbles, trying to chew and swallow a bite of pizza. "This little perv was spying on you guys while you were in the shower!"

"I was NOT!" Zack protests. "I wasn't spying. I was just… listening. I mean, I couldn't really hear anything. I heard your voices a couple of times, but I couldn't hear what you were saying. I just… knew you were having a good time."

"That's cool," Tyler says, totally focused on his pizza.

"Yeah, it's not like you didn't know what we were doing," I say, unable to keep my cheeks from flushing. "Wait! Were there other guys in there that could hear us?"

"Nah. No one came in while I was there," Zack says, and I believe him.

"Good, cuz we want to do that again," I say.

"Mmhmm," Tyler nods with a big smile and a mouthful of pizza.

"You'll have plenty of time for that," Zack says, relieved that we're not angry. "For now, I have an activity planned for us this evening."


"We're going to play a little game," Zack says, heading over to the bookshelf.

"Oh no… I'm not playing that again," Carson groans.

"Oh yes you are… unless you don't want the new iPhone when it comes out," Zack smiles triumphantly.

"Fuck," Carson sneers.

"What is it?" I ask. I feel rejuvenated from the pizza and sodas.

"It's this board game from the nineties. It's called First Date. You move around the game board and you get to draw boy cards from the pile. You get to see a picture and a description about what they like, and you get to decide if you want to date them or not."

"Sounds good," Tyler smiles. Board games have always been a nightmare at home. They usually ended up with Tyler crying and smashing the board with his fist, sending the pieces flying into the air and under the couch.

"Then, you get to go on a first date. One of the other players draws a scenario card, and tells you about what happens on your date, and you have to figure out if the guy is a jerk or if you want to go out with him again."

"How do you win?" I ask, my competitive side coming out.

"No one wins." Carson rolls his eyes. "It's a pathetic game for pathetic girls who can't get real dates."

"It's really fun. Carson bought it for me for my birthday, and I make him play it sometimes. It'll be so much better with four people!"

"Aww… have you guys already gone through all of the boy cards?" I ask.

"No, there are tons of 'em!" Zack giggles as he sets up the game board. We continue to pig out on pizza as he gets everything ready.

We roll dice to see who goes first, and I come up with the highest roll. I move a few spaces around the board and draw my first boy card. I'm so excited, looking around at the other players. Zack and Tyler look to be as into the game as I am, while Carson slouches and stares at his phone.

"Okay, I got… Aaron," I say, reading the card and checking out his picture. He looks like a normal teenage kid from the nineties… or at least what I expect a normal kid from the nineties looked like. "His interests are… skiing, scary movies and putting his arm around his girl during a scary movie."

"That's boring," Zack says, grabbing the card from me. "We'll make up our own interests. Let's see… Aaron's interests are… hair mousse… a lot of hair mousse, umm… teal turtlenecks… and butt plugs!"

"I think I'll pass," I say as we all laugh. Even a smile creeps into the corner of Carson's mouth.

"My turn!" Zack grabs the dice and snatches up a boy card. He clutches it to his chest and pretends he's as nervous as if the boy is knocking at his front door. "I have… Kip," he sneers as he flips the card at me.

"Let's see… Kip...," I ponder, looking at the card. Kip has a nineties flat top and a blank expression that makes him look like a doofus. "Kip's interests include… Dr. Seuss, SpongeBob, footed jammies, and… eating his own boogers!" Zack doubles over in laughter, and Tyler leans in to whisper something in my ear.

"I don't think I can do this," he says with anxiety in his eyes.

"Why not?" I whisper back.

"I can't come up with funny stuff like you guys," he frowns.

"It doesn't have to be funny… just say anything. You can do it," I rub my hand over his thigh and he smiles.

"You forgot one of Kip's interests," Zack says, taking the card back.


"The bottom of the DISCARD PILE!" We giggle. Poor Kip.

"Aren't there any hot guys in this game?" Carson yawns as he throws the dice. He picks up card with wide eyes. "Oh yesss there ARE!" Carson lisps as he tosses the card to Tyler.

"Brian," Tyler smiles, reading the card. Zack and I clamber over to see the picture. Bryan is the super-cute boyish blond stereotype with an amazing smile. "Bryan likes… umm… video games… and umm… baseball… and… BIG BLACK COCK!"

I tackle Tyler as we all burst into hysterics. We roll around on the floor together and I sneak a couple of quick kisses. I'm so proud of him, and I can't remember when either of us has laughed this hard. This is turning out to be one amazing weekend.

"See ya, Brian," Carson says as he puts his card into the discard pile.

"No way you're not gonna date this guy," I say, picking it back up.

"Are you kidding?" Zack laughs. "Carson could never date anyone who is prettier than he is."

"Yeah, I guess that's true." I snicker as Carson flips me off.

Tyler grabs a boy card before rolling the dice, but quickly fixes his mistake.

"Hmm… Drew," Tyler shows us his picture and passes the card to Carson. Drew looks like the early nineties skater type… the Saved by the Bell version of a skater instead of the grungy kind. He has a big wave in his hair and looks like he'd be wearing some brightly colored Vans.

"Drew likes…," Carson ponders. "Umm… skating, surfing, and blowing guys… and then kissing them with a cummy mouth."

"Yes, PLEASE!" Tyler snatches the card back with a big smile.

"Dude! I was trying to be gross!" Carson groans.

"You have no idea how hot a cummy kiss can be," Zack says, rubbing Carson's thigh. Carson promptly jerks away.

"Yeah, cummy kisses are the best way to start things up again if you want more cum," I add.

"That's it!" Carson stands up and tries to dramatically storm off, but we all manage to corral him back to his seat.

"We promise! No more cum talk!" I lie through my teeth. We are realizing cum is Carson's kryptonite.

Tyler puts his hand on my back and slowly rubs it. I get tingles and flutters, and Zack notices the smile coming over my face. He whispers something to Carson and Carson angrily refuses.

"DO IT!" Zack insists. Carson spreads his legs and Zack scoots in between them. Carson puts his arms around Zack's chest. I quickly look at Tyler with a hopeful smile.

"Come on!" He motions for me and I scoot up between his legs, too. He hugs me tight and then massages my shoulders with a little kiss every once in a while. I look up at Zack with a big smile.

"Thank you," I whisper.

We all take a few more turns. I decide to date Brad, the high school's tennis star. On our date, he ends up taking me home and fucking me in his parents' Jacuzzi, but we get caught and his dad runs me off with a baseball bat. Zack decides to date Johnny, the bad boy with a heart of gold. However, he turns out to have the heart of an asshole as he ditches Zack on their date. Tyler and Drew have a really romantic date and end up making out and sixty-nining in the back of Drew's mom's minivan.

Carson, however, discards every boy that he draws from the pile… and he draws ALL of the hot ones. We moan and groan every time as Carson tortures us with his indifference. Finally, he draws the dorky dud, Poindexter. Poindexter is wearing a bowtie, thick glasses and has bad acne. I instantly feel bad for the kid that had to pose for this picture, even though it was over twenty years ago.

"This is my guy!" Carson proudly proclaims.

"Put him down and pick up one of those hotties that you threw away!" Zack demands.

"No way… this guy is a scientist. Scientists are thoughtful… and deliberate… and precise." Carson has played us perfectly, but what else should we expect?

On his date with Poindexter, they go to an opera and then Carson takes him back to a chemistry lab and fucks him on a lab table, sending beakers and test tubes flying and breaking on the floor.

"Okay, let's determine a winner. It's almost time for America's Ninja Warrior," Zack says.

"That's my favorite show!" Tyler gasps. "I almost forgot this was Friday." Tyler is obsessed with that show. He wants to be on it once he's old enough. He could actually do it… if he gains a lot of upper body strength.

"Well, I think Tyler won," I say. "He was the only one that had a good date."

"Umm… excuse me?" Carson objects. "I think we all know who the clear winner was here… Poindexter."

Zack elbows Carson in the ribs and we all scramble to our feet. We get supplied with snacks and sodas and head out to the common area to watch TV.

After fifteen minutes, no other guys have come through, so I look at Tyler on the couch next to me. His feet are propped up on the table in front of us, and his legs are as sexy as I've ever seen them. My feet are right next to his, so move my feet on his shins and slowly rub them with my socks.

"Scoot closer and maybe I can sneak a kiss during the commercial," Tyler says to me with his arm held up. I nudge myself up against him and he warmly puts his arm around me. I get a kiss and I'm in heaven. I glance over to see if Zack is noticing us, but he's fallen asleep with his head on Carson's shoulder.

"He gets up really early every morning and runs," Carson whispers.

"That's cool," Tyler says. "Maybe I'll run with him tomorrow morning."

I glare at Tyler while I rub his leg with my foot a bit higher.

"Or maybe I'll sleep in and cuddle with this guy," he says, and we share a deep kiss.

"Jesus!" Carson whispers and Zack moans and repositions himself.

The show ends and we get ready for bed. All four of us sleepily brush our teeth next to each other and trod back to the bedroom.

"So what do you want?" I ask Tyler.

"What do you mean?"

"Your prize for winning the game."

"Hmm… how 'bout that massage?"

"Sounds good."

We climb up to the top bunk while Carson and Zack settle into the bottom. Tyler lies on his stomach and I straddle him, rubbing his back and shoulders, switch for a while to his legs, and then back to his back. He begins by moaning as my hands roam around his body. His moans gradually become more silent until I recognize his breathing pattern as sleep. I continue to rub his back with a smile. This has been one amazing day. I feel like I've put a lot of negativity and stress behind me. I love Tyler. It just happened, and I'm so incredibly happy that it did. I love him intensely, and I'm not ashamed. I want to be with him always, and I want to devote my life to making him happy.

I peek over the side of the bunk, and I see Zack asleep with his arms around Carson. Carson has his earbuds in and is still watching something on his phone. He looks up at me as if to say, "What are you looking at?" I try to settle down in the sleeping bag next to Tyler without waking him up. I hope he puts his arms around me soon, though.

"Hey," Tyler whispers, startling me.

"What?" I ask, moistening my lips.

"That was a great massage. Thanks. Do you want me to hold you so you can go to sleep?" Tyler's arms slowly and warmly envelop me.

"Well, what do you wanna do?" I ask, and we chuckle.

"I know we already kissed for a long time in the shower," he says.


"Sometimes, I think I get a little lost in the kiss and I don't think about what you want… and you're probably just doing it cuz you know how much I love it."

"What does it feel like when you're kissing me?" I stroke his hair.

"It's like these strong tingles that run up and down my body… all the way to my fingertips and my toes, and sometimes it goes all the way to the tip of my dick," he chuckles. "If it goes to my dick enough times, it'll make me cum."

"So, if I ask you honestly… do you kiss me too much, just the right amount or not enough?"

"Not enough, dude!" he chuckles, and I can't take it anymore. I embrace him and kiss him desperately for a few seconds, but I have more to say.

"Did you know," I pull back with a smile, "that you're the best kisser in the world?"

"Shut up," he laughs.

"I'm serious. You are SO GOOD at it. You really couldn't be better. You know when to be playful and light. You know when to be passionate and deep. You know how to make yourself cum, and you know how to make me cum. Most of all, you know how to communicate how you are feeling to me… through the kiss."

"I don't even think about that stuff…. I guess it just comes natural."

"I want you to know that EVERY SECOND we've ever kissed has been really, really, amazingly special to me."

"Yeah?" His smile is almost as big as after our first kiss.

"Yeah, and I never have wished that we were doing something else when we were kissing… unless, of course, you were about to cum and I wanted it."

"Unless that," he snickers.

"So I'll ask you," I say, edging closer to him. "How long do you wanna kiss tonight?"

"Umm… all night?" he chuckles with hope in his eyes.

"Then, I guess we're goin' all night," I scoot as close as I can to him. "I love you, Tyler."

"I love you SO MUCH, Mace," he whispers hot breath into my mouth the instant before our lips connect.

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