The Boys of Summer

8.

I sat on my bed watching the moon light touch the floor from the balcony. Calming sounds of crickets echoed from outside in sync like a melodious rhythm. My body felt heavy and lazy from the big meal we ate a while ago.

Shifting in my position, I glanced at my bedside table. To my surprise, the chessboard was still there sitting. I suddenly remembered that me and Erik promised to play chess by the lake earlier. Blasted me, I was to preoccupied with oggling him that I totally forgot to go down to the lake.

But then images of Erik down by the lake all sweaty and dirty popped up in my head. I tried to shake it off since it was totally wrong of me to think of him like that, let alone try to touch him. For goodness sake he was my sister's fiance! He was far more superior in physical aspects than anyone ive met and he was like succesful and such.

I sighed and completely laid back down on the soft pillows. I was so tired yet... feeling very hot under the collar.
Tossing over, I tried to stop the images of his ass, back, and face all circulating in my head. I felt so ashamed to act and feel like this to him since he seems very faithful and loyal to Raven.

It still wouldnt hurt if I touched myself right?

Im not hurting anyone anyway, so I guess I could atleast play with myself since nobody is watching too. I tried to think of other things to think of like Jean Claude Van Damme or Richard Gere but... Erik still lingered in my head like sin.

Biting my lip, I slipped my hand inside my shorts and wrapped my fingers around my member. Rehashing every moment of what I saw down by the lake made me feel more aroused as I stroked my now leaking cock.

A moan escaped from my lips as I hastened my pace. Every stroke and every sound I whimpered out turned me on so much. Erik, Erik, Erik... Erik, he was all I could think of.

"Erik... oh yeah." I moaned out with my eyes closed. I fisted my cock so hard and so swift that it was difficult for my body to react accordingly to what I was feeling. Thoughts of Erik fucking me started to intensify as I writhed in pleasure.

"Yeah Erik, right there Erik, fuck me Erik..." I moaned out in a string of profanities. My heart sped faster and my feet strained as they stretched. Sweat trickled down my heated body when I felt myself nearly climax.

"Oh fuck Erik Im gonna- Im gon- uh oh!" My voice cracked as my hipa thrusted forward and out came ropes and ropes of white come ricochet and land over my abdomen. I covered my mouth when I screamed Erik's name like a dying animal.

"Fuck! Yeah oh mmhhh!" I incoherently spilled out. My whole body was burning more than the sun's encarcerating heat.

Waves of pleasure deterred me from even noticing the knock on the door.

"Shit." I mumbled, half stumbling on the floor whilst I covered myself with the blanket.

"Charles, Are you awake is there anything wrong?" Shit, it was Erik freaking Lehnsherr.

Swiftly, I wiped the come stains with a stash of paper beside me (Wow I came unprepared). Hurridley, I put on my shorts and walked over to the door. I half opened it to reveal Erik standing there with two cups of Earl Grey tea on both hands.

"Wait how did you knock with those things on both of your hands?" I randomly asked, still nervous about him knowing that I jacked off to the thought of him.

"Oh uh I used my head." He smiled. Gosh he had a really sexy and mysterious smile, just what I needed for reassurance and hopefully not for another porno thought.

I scratched my head. "Uh what are you doing at this time of night?" Stirring up a conversation is good to cover up the crime. Erik perked a small smile. "I couldnt sleep. Raven was kicking me a lot so I decided to get up and when I heard movement here in your room I thought I could drop by."

"Am I disturbing you?" He asked, head cocking to the side to see my half hidden face.

I shook my head. "No youre not. I couldnt sleep as well anyway." Gracefully, I slid to the side and opened the door completely. I watched as Erik, dressed in a white cotton robe, march in carefully as the spoons clanked on the cups.

"So, we both promised each other to play chess down by the lake and you didnt show up." Erik said, setting down the cups on my study table.
I blushed in embarassment. "Oh yeah about that... sorry I was busy watching the birds." I took a cup of tea and sipped it.

He smirked. "You mean busy watching the birds and me?"

My eyes widened and I choked on my tea. "Uh- um I-I can explain that-"

Erik laughed like a gauche aristocrat, beaming in a futile surge of laughter. "No you dont need to." He started with a glint in his eye. "I dont mind the attention. I find it rather flattering even though its quite creepy."

"Oh... oh my God." I said.

He waved his hand. "Enough of that, lets get started!" He said as he grabbed the chessboard.