Uncontrollable Pt. 2

HI GUISE. I’m back with my first Part 2! This was kind of spur of the moment, inspired by my own tastes, as well as some of the great comments I’ve gotten! So I hope you enjoy. I certainly did. I gave it a good scan for editing, but there are sure to be occasional mistakes throughout; hope they don’t detract from the goodness, and I hope my words get you off.

It was the eve of Halloween. My friends, their friends, and I were all getting ready to go to a midnight showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, hanging out in our apartment until it was time to leave. It had become a tradition, and we were lucky, in such a small town, to get a showing.

Kayla wore some kind of slutty outfit, and Logan wore a dress and a blonde wig. The rest of us were dressed in some manner of more stereotypical Halloween garb: ghosts, vampires, zombies, superheroes. I, myself, being a fairly big guy, was dressed as Bane, a Batman villain. I wore a black tanktop, black military fatigues, combat boots, fingerless gloves, and a homemade mask with red goggles. It was pretty cool.

Kayla’s brother, Lucas, was also dressed like a woman. But he pulled it off far more deliciously than Logan. Lucas and I had been sort of seeing each other on and off for the last few months, unbeknownst to everyone. Ever since I seduced him, and made him my cute little boy toy, neither of us could get enough. But constraints kept us from fucking like wild dogs every night, because that was what we both wanted. The waiting was absolutely unbearable. But whenever we did find time to screw, it was glorious beyond words. I almost liked the waiting. It made the gratification all the more satisfying.

Tonight, Lucas was – in a word – irresistible. His hair was feathered, sexily obscuring his alluring blue eyes. His eyes were lightly shadowed, and his lips painted with only enough lipstick to be noticed. His smooth, creamy-soft body was dressed in a schoolgirl’s outfit. A fucking SCHOOLGIRL’S OUTFIT. His shirt was small, ending just under his rib cage, showing his gorgeous taut midriff. His pleated skirt was green, gray, and black plaid. The skirt only barely veiled his upper thighs, dick, and cute ass. It was just the right length, beckoning hungry eyes so they might catch a glimpse of the treasures beneath. If he turned too quickly, the soft skirt might flow upward, and you might get an eyefull of luscious boy flesh.

His smooth, slender legs were adorned in adorable white thigh-high stockings, and his delicate feet wore high-heel shoes. Lucas may have meant to dress in drag, as a many often did at Rocky Horror, but he pulled off quite another look; the look of a silky-smooth boy toy, ready to get ravaged by a real man. I intended to be his real man.

The excitement of getting out of the house and chilling with friends subsided with every glance. Lust burned in my body, and my loins were charged for a good fuck. I walked through the kitchen, bypassing some of the others who were enjoying their own conversations. Even though I wasn’t wearing my mask, I’m sure the Bane costume only added to the predatory look in my eyes as I brushed passed my friends to find my prey.

And find him I did. He was in the living room, alone, texting. He always was a bit shy, even among people he knew. That made the seduction all the more exciting.

I leaned on the back of the couch, watching him for a few moments. His body gave a noticeable twitch; he knew he wasn’t alone. His head lolled back, and he looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, and he smiled.

“Hey! Uhm…what’s up?”

“Not much. Say…” I leaned down further then, bringing my lips tantalizingly close to his ear. I whispered, “I want to give you something.”

The heat of my breath and the meaning in my words obviously got to him, as his lips parted, a shudder running through his body. I placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Meet me in my room in…” Before finishing, I closed my lips around his earlobe, suckling at its softness, my fingers squeezing his shoulder.