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Just The Boy Next Door

Last Friday Night

~4~

Thirty minutes had passed and I had become a wallflower. Sighing, I looked up to find Ashley making a bee line towards me.

“DJ, you look so bored,” He slurred, drunk already.
“I’m not,” I flipped my hair sassily and grinned, “Just collecting my thoughts. So, you wanna join me for a few drinks?”
“Of course,” He bowed in an attempt to be fancy, “why wouldn’t I want to have a drink with a beautiful woman such as yourself?”

I felt like this could be trouble, but to be honest it wasn’t like I was dating Andy or anything. I followed Ash to the kitchen, passing Naomi along the way. I gave her a wink and watched her walk out, Jake’s arm wrapped around her.

“Jake hasn’t had a girlfriend in a while,” Ashley took a sip of his whiskey, “Yea, after his mom died, he found it hard as shit to connect with anyone.”
“Aww, that sucks,” I pouted, “I’m sorry to hear all of that.”

I poured myself some bourbon and a splash of Coke, knowing how I wanted to feel.

“Yea, he seems to like Naomi though; she is a sweet girl.” Ashley smiled handsomely in my direction.
“Yea, she has been my best friend since grade school.”
“Wow, that’s a long time, man.”
“Yea; our parents can’t even believe it sometimes.”

After some small talk and a few bourbon and Coke’s later, I was feeling quite inebriated. Deciding I was tired of holding up the fridge, I looked around for Andy, but he was still MIA. I shrugged it off, and fixed myself another bourbon and Coke’s, closing one eye to make sure I didn’t spill any.

Finding my way to the back deck, I took out a cigarette and lit it, blowing the hazardous smoke into the air. Looking down, I noticed lawn chairs set up for people who wanted to be outside. I sat down in one and closed my eyes, relaxing for a moment as I took another drag of my smoke.

“I figured I would find you out here.”

Opening one eye, I looked up at none other than Ashley who was leaning against the doorway for support.

“You know, I’m feeling kind of drunk,” I slurred, patting the neighboring lawn chair to mine.

No one but Ash and I were out here for some reason; my guess was the blue and red light special going on in the front yard. Ash sat down and took another sip of his whiskey and sighed, smiling.

“You said you are kind of drunk, huh?” he looked over at me.
“Yep,” I smiled devilishly, “And I kind of wanna make out with you.”
He gave me a look of shock follow by an almost instantaneous smirk.
“Follow me.”

He lead me to a wooden swing about ten yards from the back deck. It was one of the benches that attached to a bar by two or more chains. I smiled as we came up to it as he sat down and patted the space next to him.

“You know,” He whispered in my ear, “You are very pretty this evening. In fact, you are pretty all of the time.”

Goosebumps and a pink hue danced across my skin as he gingerly took my face in his hands and planted his lips firmly but gently onto mine. There weren't fire works like there had been with Andy earlier, but the feeling of lust was still intense. The crotch of my panties began to get damp as he slid his tongue into my pre-parted mouth, connecting it with mine. I could taste the whiskey he had drank moments before, and I didn't care. The alcohol took over my judgement, and for the moment ignorance was bliss. I suckled his tongue gently, causing a low growl to form in his throat. He stopped long enough to stare into my eyes with his, a beautiful dark brown. Again, our tongues danced across each other as our hands began to wander, his to places that hadn't been explored for two or so years.

A gunshot went off, jerking us back to reality.

“Shit, what was that,” the drunk instantly faded from Ashley as he looked at me, eyes full of worry.

Wiping the saliva from our faces, he grabbed my hands and lead me back to the porch. Once up it, I spotted Andy locking the front door and instructing no one to leave for a few minutes as the police finished up their business.

“Justin threw a bottle at my brother and pulled out a gun on him,” Naomi yelled drunkenly loud into my ear, “You can guess how that went.”

I laughed for a moment before realizing Ashley had disappeared. I was now left with a dilemma.
The dilemma was exactly this: I had become intimate with two extremely good looking gentlemen, however, one only seemed to be interested in the X-rated tid bits while the other seemed to genuinely care.

Hmm, I thought, This should be a no-brainer.

"Hey, there you are," a husky, smooth voice rang in my ear, "you doing alright?"
It was Andy and his eyes looked frantic, yet his body was composed.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I giggled and smiled, grabbing his hand, "Just a little drunk, but no worse for wear; what time is it?"

Smiling back and relaxing a bit, the tall man looked at his phone; it was three o'clock. He turned back to me to alert me of this but found me making eyes at him.

"Oh!"

He got the hint.

"Time to close down the party o'clock." He muttered hurriedly and kissed my forehead before announcing that he and everyone who was living and staying there for the evening was going to be and the coast should be clear to leave; he followed that with saying the party would continue the following night, to my dismay.

After most of the crowd had cleared, he turned to me and smiled only to have me pout in response.

"What?" he raised an eyebrow; it then hit him, making him giggle, "Just because I said that doesn't mean we have to be here, too. I mean, DJ, come on; it is a frat house after all."

Smiling, we headed towards the staircase and made our way to his room yet again. In the back of my mind, the disappearance of Ashley was still bothering me. Jake's bedroom door had been closed for the past hour, so I knew where he and Naomi were. Jinxx was on the phone with his wife, Sammi, in California, and CC was passed out in the couch with a beer still in his hand. So where was Mr. Purdy?
Just as I was about to ask Andy where his friend was, we reached his room and the door was quickly shut behind us.

"So," his voice was dark and sensual, "Are you ready for the real party, princess?"
The smile on his face was devilish, emitting brightly off of his ivory skinned face.
"Oh my," I breathed, "Am I ever."

Easing his arms around my waist, he kissed me passionately; hard but gentle at the same time. His hands soon found the lip of my shirt and began to pull it upward, revealing the red lace bra I had on. His mouth left mine, grazing along from cheek to collar bone and further south. Closing my eyes, my face felt hot with arousal. I relished in the moment. As his face passed my belly button, his tongue began to get adventurous and twitchy. Glancing up into my eyes from my waistline, his eyes gave off a dangerous glimmer.

With one hand he made quick work of the button and zipper of my jeans as his other hand ran along my smooth skin. Finally pulling them down, a red lace g-string was all that was left. A low growl escaped his throat as I giggled, knowing it was just eating at his will power. But soon enough, the g-string was removed as well. Now he had peeled back the barrier we called clothing, a blank canvas of skin glistened in front of him. Smirking, he took his tongue and place it on my outer folds lightly as a gasp left my throat. The cool touch made me throw my head back in ecstasy, closing my eyes as he wandered more thoroughly with his tongue.

The wet appendage darted across my nether region with grace, making my body convulse slightly. Sliding in and out of my rapidly, I barely had a moment to think.

Oh my god, DJ, I thought to myself, Please explore this option, for the life of you, please.

Springing me from my deepest thought of the moment, Andy moved me to the middle of his bed and threw his shirt out into the middle of the floor.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered loud enough for me to hear, "how did I get so lucky to meet you?"

Blushing, I watched the young man quickly strip off his pants, revealing he had went commando for the day. As he straddled me carefully, I could feel his tip rub up against my wetness. He hissed through his teeth, closing his eyes at the touch. Leaning in, he kissed me again; I could taste myself on his breath.

"Are you ready?" He whispered, promptly kissing my neck.

I nodded hasily, receiving a smile in return.

Carefully spreading my legs, he presented myself to him. The pink hue lay prominent on my face as he moved in between my legs slowly and rubbed his member against the damp center of my body. Slowly and gently, he entered me. Both set of eyes closed and unanimous moans of pleasure escaped our vocal chords as he pumped in and out in a rhythmic fashion. He leaned in and curled an arm under my waist, holding me close as he stared into my eyes; the look was almost romantic, deep and sensual.

His pace quickened after a short while, his length reaching my back g-spot. The pink hue changed to red in a short period of time as he removed his arm, both hands now grasping my hips. Throwing his head back, soft moans and growls traveled from his throat into the air. I was getting close and didn't know how much more of his beautiful body I could handle.

"I'm close, beautiful," He hissed, as I nodded to give him the go ahead.
"Are you sure?" he panted, eyes half lidded.
"Yes."

Reaching our climaxes together put a cap on one of the best nights I had had in a long time. He plopped down softly on top of me, nuzzling my chin with his nose. A few minutes had gone by before either of us had the strength to clean ourselves up.

"So where do you think this is going to go?" I stared up at his ceiling and sighed heavily.
"Truthfully," he carefully got up and turned on his side table lamp, "I think it will go where ever we take it. I know where I want it to go, however."

I watched his ivory skinned body dart around the room, searching for a towel for me to mop up with. Tossing me a hand towel from his bathroom, I was able to remove the excess from my body and put back on my clothes.

"Um, no," he pointed at my clothes and shook his head at me, "You can use one of my shirts for the night. I want you to be comfortable, okay? No jeans in my bed, young lady."

Giggling, I was tossed a shirt from his set of drawers and put it on.

"Of course," I snickered, "Batman; I should have known."
"Well, let's get some sleep." He said, sliding into his bed and patting the mattress, "Come on, cuddles are waiting."

Rolling my eyes, I crawled into his bed and under his sheets. Wrapping his arms around me, he kissed the back of my neck and held me close. Smiling, I felt asleep soundly and was happy for the first time in a long time. But deep inside, I wondered here this was going to lead.


Notes

So DJ and Ashley made out? And then she had a night with Andy? Which way will her heart take her?

Comments

I'm happy to see you back! I can't wait to read more.

IzzieDeadnow IzzieDeadnow
3/1/18

*hugs*

IzzieDeadnow IzzieDeadnow
3/8/15

@IzzieDeadnow


Thank you. Naomi was actually him through and through. Some of her sayings and everything, minus the black/asian race. He was obsessed with a Jpop singer that was black and asian though, which why I chose that. I miss him, but he will always be with me.

I love the story so much, and I'm sorry for your loss @HisPorcelainDoll.

IzzieDeadnow IzzieDeadnow
3/4/15

I LOVE THIS STORY!!!!

darksoul darksoul
3/4/15