“Holy shit! Unh... fuck,” I moaned as Vic thrust into me. “Faster!” I shouted to him. He sat up and pulled my hips to him hard making our skin slap together. He was thrusting and moving my hips together. I was moaning, practically screaming at the feeling. My knuckles turned white against the sheets, and I bit my lip hard. I was surprised that it wasn't bleeding.
“Fuck, Kellin!” Vic moaned. “You better be close.” His breathing was hard and heavy. I could feel it on my back, and it made me even more turned on. His hands ran their way up to my shoulders, pulling me back to his chest. He continued thrusting into me. One hand went behind me, holding his thigh so I wouldn't fall, and the other started stroking my harder-than-ever dick. “Shit, Kellin! I'm coming,” he growled in my ear. Not more than a minute later, I was coming on the sheets under me. He thrust a few more times before I collapsed on the mattress.
“I'm never going to get tired of morning sex,” I chuckled and sat up, pulling my boxers back on with weak muscles.
“Me either,” Vic said and did the same as me. We were packed and ready to head to the city where Audrey and Amy were having their wedding. It was still a month away, but she wanted us to go up there early to help her with picking out things and setting up. Well, me, anyway. I was just dragging Vic along. I needed someone to keep me sane around all those girls. “Can we just go? I don't wanna spend all day on the road.”
“We’re going to anyway. It's like a ten hour drive,” I groaned a little.
“Well, the sooner we leave, the sooner we get there, and the sooner I can fuck you again,” he said and placed a kiss on my cheek.
“Yeah, and I'm the sex addict here.” I rolled my eyes at him, picked up my bag, and handed him his bags. We walked out and put our stuff in the trunk of my car. Vic had already talked to Jaime about leaving. It wasn't like he was ever home anymore anyway—he practically live at my house—so it wasn't really any problem at all. He already paid his half of the rent since he wasn't going to be there.
We got in and buckled up. I went straight to turning on the radio. I couldn't sit in a car without a radio. I don't know why, if I’m being honest. Cars always made me a little uneasy, so I guess the music just made me feel a little bit better about riding in the car. It was going to be a long ride, but I was excited to actually meet Amy. I had only met her once a few years ago in high school, but since then a lot had changed. I couldn't even remember what she looked like.
About three hours into the driving trip, I heard my stomach growl. “Vic...” I whined looking at him. “I'm hungry.” He took a deep breath and sighed.
“I know, I am, too. But I don't know how long until the next dinner or anything.” I nodded and looked out the window. I knew I should have packed food, but I was a little busy getting fucked that morning to remember that. Eventually the car came to stop. I hadn't noticed that we had pulled up anywhere. I saw that Vic had parked in front of a small restaurant. It seemed pretty vacant. The whole area did, really. “Come on,” he mumbled, and we both got out of the care and walked inside.
It was a ‘seat yourself’ kind of place, so, just out of habit, I went and sat in the back. Vic sat across from me in the booth. The seat made a slight squeaking noise from the leather. It was a pretty nice place for somewhere in the middle of nowhere. A young lady in a blue and white uniform and a long ponytail walked up to the table. “Hi, I'm Cassadee, and I’ll be your waitress for today. Can I start you guys off with something to drink?” she asked and smiled at us, setting our menus in front of us.
“Um… yeah just some water,” Vic said.
“Same. Thank you,” I said, and she walked away. We looked at our menus. “I'm probably just gonna have a hamburger. What about you?”
“Same thing. I’m too tired to read. I hate driving for a long time.”
“I’ll go ahead and drive once we’re done here.” He nodded, and we set out menus at the end of the table for the waitress. She got back and gave us our water and a straw.
“Did you guys decide on something to eat?” she asked holding her notepad and a pen.
“Yeah, we're both going to have the number six. Well done.” She wrote down our orders.
“No problem, I’ll be out as soon as possible.” Both Vic and I smiled at her as she walked away and stuck our order on spinning order rack.
“Why do you like sitting in the back so much?” Vic randomly asked, taking a sip of his water. I looked up at him and thought about it for a second.
“I don't know, to be honest. Just a habit, I guess. I just like sitting in the back,” I answered. It was a weird thing about me. I had to be sitting in the back of the restaurant, or I wouldn't have an appetite to eat. “How much longer until we get there?” I asked Vic.
“About another four and a half to five and a half hours.” I groaned, slouching in my seat and pouting a little. Why did she feel the need to get married so far away? She’s lucky she’s my friend, or I wouldn't be doing that. I wouldn't care if it was family—I don't like driving for hours.
The waitress came back with our food and gave it to us. We were both so hungry that we immediately dug right into the meal. After not eating for so long, I was starving, and it looked like Vic really was, too. It wasn't a bad hamburger either. We finished up and stacked our plates, making it a little bit easier on the girl. She only looked about sixteen or seventeen. We left her a pretty good tip—about ten dollars. To be honest, I had a lot of money. I did pretty well for myself and working at home. I would have left her more if I had brought more with me, but I also didn't wanna seem weird.
Vic walked around to the driver side of the car, getting in. “I thought I was driving?” I asked him and got in the passenger side.
“Yeah, but I like driving after I eat. It kinda sets the food for me, I guess. And you look really tired.” I nodded. I tilted the seat back a little bit, getting comfortable. Maybe I could take a nap and Vic would think I was so cute he wouldn't wake me up so that he could drive the rest of the way. I was kidding, but I still kind of wished. But I didn't wanna make him do a bunch of shit since I was forcing him to come to this wedding for two girls he didn't even know.
A couple hours later, I woke up still in the same position as I had been when I’d drifted off—and it wasn't very comfortable. My muscles felt really stiff. I looked over at Vic, and he was smiling and shaking his head. “What?” I asked him.
“Nothing, nothing.” He continued to laugh a little.
“No, Vic! Seriously! What are you laughing at?”
“Nothing. You just talk in your sleep.” I went a little wide-eyed. I didn't know I talked in my sleep.
“What did I say?”
“I don't really know,” he mumbled. “It was just a bunch of nonsense.” My mouth formed an ‘O’ shape. I hoped I hadn't said anything embarrassing, but I was getting a little horny because I’d just woken up... How could you blame a guy? It’s not like I could think of anything else. It was so boring just sitting in the car with a sexy Mexican sitting next to me.
I was trying to keep my body under control, tapping my hands and feet a little bit in an attempt to think of something else. It was a little bit OCD, in a way. Once I started thinking about sex, it kinda didn't leave until I got what I wanted. It's nothing bad—I just like sex. I could control myself, that wasn't the problem; it was the pole that was forming in my pants, that was the problem. “Hey, Vic?” he made an ‘hmm’ noise in the back of his throat. “I'm a little horny… No, scratch that... a lot a bit.”
“Kellin, ‘a lot a bit’ isn't even a thing.”
“Whatever. I just really want to have sex.”
“Well, we’ll be there in a few hours.” I groaned, throwing myself back in my seat a little bit. Kind of like a child throwing a temper tantrum. Vic just shook his head.
I got a little bold and started rubbing Vic’s thigh. “Kellin, I'm driving.”
“I know,” I said and started undoing the zipper on his pants. He shifted in his seat a little bit but didn't tell me to stop. I pulled him out of his pants and slowly stroked him. Vic moaned, and I felt him slowly start to harden in my hand, but he was still soft. He kept looking from the road to me and back to the road, making sure we didn't crash. There wasn't anyone on the road, but you never know when someone could come around out of nowhere. I liked the danger of it.
I unbuckled my seatbelt, bending down between his stomach and the steering wheel. It was a good thing he was so skinny. I sucked his head into my mouth and traced patterns around him. He wiggled his hips a little bit, forcing himself a little farther in my mouth. I pulled up and stroked him a little, looking up at him. He chest my heaving, and he was gripping the steering wheel. He looked down at me, asking me with his eyes to keep going. I took him back in my mouth. “Fuck,” Vic moaned above me. I bobbed my head up and down faster. I was getting so hard that I needed attention. I continued sucking him and moved a little so that I could undo my jeans and pull myself out of my pants. I was stroking myself a little faster than I was Vic. I'd been hard for a while, and he was still getting hard.
“Shit, Kellin! You’re going to make us crash,” he said as he saw me start touching myself, too. He was moaning above me, and his hips started thrusting into my mouth a lot faster. I actually really enjoyed giving him blow jobs. I didn't think I would. The idea of putting a dick in my mouth was strange, but once I started doing it, I really liked. I liked that I could make him feel a certain way. I felt the car stop and jerk forward a little, sending Vic down my throat. Not far, but it still made me choke a little. He gripped my hair, not forcing me to move but keeping me down on him. He moved my hand and stroked me a little. “Kellin, I’m gonna come.” Right before he was able to, I completely pulled off of him and let go. “Fuck,” he groaned.
“Just get in the back,” I told him and slid through the front seats. I took my pants off as best I could in the small area and watched him move back as well. I pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. I got on top of him so that I was straddling him. I just really wanted it. I instantly started kissing him, sliding my tongue into his mouth. He held both of our members, massaging them together. I lifted myself up and held Vic at my entrance. Our lips were still pressed together. I sank down on him, our lips parting slightly as we both moaned. I finally pulled off my shirt so Vic could suck and bite my chest since I really, really loved it when he did that.
I started grinding and rocking on him, making sure that he touched everywhere inside of me. My hands ran up his shirt and around his waist, pulling myself to him. I worked my hips as fast as I could. One of his hands held my hip, and the other grabbed my member, squeezing and stroking it. I moaned loudly in his ear, and I could feel his breathing on my neck. “Oh, my fuck!” I was practically screaming as he hit the ecstasy-inducing spot inside of me, practically abusing it. Vic lifted me up, and my arms wrapped around his neck tightly, lightly tugging on his hair. He held me tightly against his chest and thrust up from under me. I tucked my head into the crook of his neck, trying not to scream at the feeling. He felt so good that I never wanted it to end, but I felt that familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Our movements were frantic, both of us trying to get as close as we could. “Holy shit, Kells. I'm so fucking close,” Vic panted out, a layer of sweat covering his whole body. I dropped back down on him with my hands on his chest again. He was jerking me off still, and I came, shooting on his shirt and moaning loudly. I couldn't get used to how amazing that feeling was when you finally let go. I slowed down but ground my hips a lot harder. Vic’s chest was practically pounding under my hand. His hips bucked up, and I felt him come, spilling himself inside of me. We slotted our lips together again, coming down from the feeling.
“Is this going to be a habit of ours?” he asked, giggling. “Sex without condoms?” I kissed him over and over. I could never get enough of him. He was like a drug to me. I just wanted more and more.
“Why not? It feels so much better without one,” I giggled and pulled off of him, sitting next to him. We both slid our pants on each other since it was such a small space. He got out and got a new shirt out of the trunk and put it on. “Sorry,” I mumbled like a little kid.
“It’s okay,” he said and kissed my cheek when I got out.
“I’ll drive now so next time we don't park by an open road,” I said, and teased him just a little, getting in the driver’s seat. He got in the passenger seat. My body was a little on overdrive then. Maybe driving would help me burn off some of the high.
After yet another couple of hours, we finally got to Audrey’s summer house. I’d been over there during the summer in high school; I didn't know that she still had the place. I parked and got out, and so did Vic. We got our stuff and walked up to the door, ringing the bell. I saw a shorter blonde through the glass walk up and smile.
“Kellin!” she grinned and hugged me.
“Hi, Audrey,” I said and hugged back.
“Hi, Vic.” She turned to him and shook his hand. “I'm so happy that you could come up this early.” She gushed and helped us with our bags. We walked in, and another girl with medium-length ginger hair was sitting at the island in the kitchen. She walked over to us, smiling. She had really pretty, green eyes and a cute smile. She had simple blue jeans on, but a pretty top. I couldn't really decide if she was tomboy or not, but she looked like the perfect fit for Audrey. “Guys, this is Amy, my gorgeous soon-to-be wife. Amy, this is Kellin—I don't know if you remember him. And this is Vic. I don't know what’s going on between them.” I just smiled a little awkwardly. I didn't even know what was going on between Vic and me, but I was okay with that for a while.
“Hi.” She shook both of our hands. “Thanks for coming out to help me and my dumb fiancée.” Audrey gave her a sad look and pouted. “I'm just kidding, babe,” Amy said and kissed her pout. That month or so was gonna be interesting.
“C’mon, I’ll show you to your room,” Audrey said, walking up the nearby stairs. We walked down a pretty long hallway covered in all kinds of art and drawings.
“Did you guys do these?” I stopped and looked at a few of them.
“Eh. I did a couple; Amy did a lot. She’s really amazing at art, and some of them were just really cool pieces I got at auctions so that we could decorate the place.”
“They're really good,” Vic said standing next to me, and Audrey mumbled a thanks.
“Kellin said on the phone that you guys were okay with sharing a bed, so here's the guest room.” Audrey pointed and walked into the room. It was beautiful. Everything was very modern. Black and white but little pops of color here and there. I noticed things like that. It was kind of my job.
“This is really nice. Thank you, Aud,” I told her, and we sat out bags down.
“Now the walls are not soundproof,” she giggled. “I don't wanna wake up in the middle of the night to you guys fucking, so be quiet,” she teased us, putting her finger to her lips. I just rolled my eyes, and both Vic and I blushed a little bit. “We have cake testing tomorrow, so make sure you guys get some sleep, and you’re both coming with me for dress shopping.” We groaned, and I laughed a little at Vic. I knew how much he hated shopping.
“So have fun, get comfortable. Keep it quiet unless we’re not here, then whatever, but you’re changing your own sheets.” She smiled and walked out closing the door.
“Kellin, your friends are weird.” I just nodded at him and flopped on the bed. It was soft. I wouldn't have minded taking a nap. Vic lay next to me, and I rolled over, putting my arm around his chest. “It’s time for a nap,” he said. We laid there for a little bit before I heard his breathing become more even and peaceful, letting me know that he dozed off. Soon, I did, too.