Crashing Hearts- The Complete Series

by Zane Menzy

  Damon sat there staring at him. He looked like he was about to ask Keegan to get off the bed.

  “Have you ever done anything like that?” Keegan quickly asked, before clarifying. “You know, tossed off with another guy… or more?”

  “Nope, never. Just not my thing,” Damon said staunchly.

  “Are you sure?”

  “Never!” He shook his head. “Like, I don’t have a problem with guys who do that sort of thing.” He looked up at Keegan with caring eyes. “And I would never have a problem with you being… you know…like that,” Damon’s voice was flustered, trying to balance telling Keegan subtly to back off, yet saying it was okay to be gay.

  Keegan ignored Damon’s attempts at swearing his allegiance to heterosexuality. “So even when you were growing up you never fooled around. I thought most guys had?” Keegan baited him.

  Damon went quiet. He dropped his gaze and scratched at his chest hair.

  Keegan sensed the bait was about to get a bite. There was something Damon wasn’t telling him. You’re hiding something!

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:

  Sinful Moment

  “You have, haven’t you?” Keegan prodded.

  Damon returned his gaze. “When I was about your age I had a friend that... yeah, we did stuff once.” He confessed.

  “Wow, really?” Keegan said in true surprise.

  “Like I said, it only happened the once.” Damon sounded defensive.

  “So what did you guys do together?” Keegan asked eagerly.

  Damon sat up, resting back on his elbows and looked down at his nakedness. He ran a hand through his hair, as if weighing up if he should spill his secret. “I used to go ‘round to this friend’s house cos his dad had this huge porno collection. We’d watch videos together and one time when I was super horny watching them I said how awesome it would be to find a chick to give me a blow job.” Damon stopped talking and chuckled to himself.

  “And?” Keegan was hooked in by the tale.

  “Well, this mate of mine—total hard case—said if I gave him forty bucks he’d do it for me.”

  Keegan’s eyes bulged at hearing this. “And did you?”

  Damon nodded. A guilty smile spread across his lips. “Yep, I was young and fucking horny and I figured it wasn’t me with a cock in my mouth, so yeah, I paid him to suck me off.”

  “Did you like it?” Keegan asked.

  Damon laughed. “Not really, buddy. I’m not gay but yeah we put a video on and I watched that while he sucked me.”

  “Did you cum?”

  “Yep, poor Matty choked on it and spat it all over the carpet,” Damon laughed before realizing what he had said.

  What the actual fuck?

  “Dad’s the mate who sucked your dick?”

  Damon looked dumbstruck. “Yeah… but look we were teenagers, horny fucking kids—just like you are now—and your granddad wasn’t rich so I think your dad just wanted cash to buy a couple sneaky packs of smokes. I guess he thought it was easy money and that he was doing me a favor.” Damon laughed, trying to downplay the awkward confession.

  Keegan grimaced. He shook his head, trying to erase the image of his father with a dick in his mouth. That is a story I never thought I’d hear. He looked down at Damon’s nakedness and suddenly felt jealous of his father. “Was he any good?” Keegan asked.

  “He was absolutely crap,” Damon said laughing. “Mind you he tried hard for someone who ain’t into that sort of thing.”

  “What are best mates for,” Keegan said.

  “Exactly. And that stays between you and me this story! Matty would kill me if he knew I ever told anyone, let alone you!” Damon grinned, he appeared to be more comfortable now.

  Keegan felt his body shiver again with an urge to act. He knew he was losing control of the situation and that Damon was leading them both away from the sexual territory they’d just about stepped in. It dawned on Keegan that the ultimate player was playing him, worming his way out of a mistake.

  Keegan inhaled a brave breath and asked, “Would you let me have a go?”

  Damon coughed at the question. “Excuse me?”

  “Would you let me suck your dick?” Keegan didn’t flinch, he reached out and grabbed hold of Damon’s softening cock, letting the man know how serious he was being.

  “I really don’t think that’s a good idea.” Damon looked down at Keegan’s hand squeezing his cock back to life, his face had a look of fear.

  “Why not?” Keegan demanded.

  “For one reason, I’m straight. Not to mention you’re my best mate’s fucking kid.” Damon looked annoyed having to explain himself.

  “None of that matters, I won’t tell anyone and you can close your eyes and just pretend it’s a woman sucking you off like you did with Dad.” Keegan flicked his finger over Damon’s cock tip, knowing this was a touch the sexy hetero enjoyed. Damon’s dick pulsed agreeably between his warm fingers.

  Damon grabbed him by the wrist, looking him straight in the eyes. “Look, Keegan, we can stop now and pretend nothing happened. Shit, nothing really has happened, just a couple tired drunk dudes goofing around. I know you’re just joking.” Damon said, desperately trying to defuse the situation. “I know you’re not seriously offering to suck my dick.” Damon laughed nervously.

  “I have your dick in my hand and it’s rock hard. So yeah, I’m pretty fucking serious.”

  Damon let go of his wrist and took a deep breath. He looked around the room as if checking to make sure it was empty. “The thing is, Keegan,” he whispered. “Even if, let’s say, I wanted a blowjob tonight... it’s something once it’s done it can never be undone and we would both have to live with that for the rest of our lives.”

  Keegan nodded. “But you would like a blowjob, am I right?”

  Damon nodded his head gently. “Yeah,” he said very quietly.

  “Then we will live with it.” Keegan didn’t wait for Damon to respond. He leaned forward and opened his mouth enveloping the head of Damon’s cock into his wet, warm mouth. Keegan locked his lips around its thickness, soaking up the taste of Damon’s beautiful dick.

  Keegan couldn’t believe he had another guy’s cock throbbing in his mouth. A cock that belonged to someone he had known his whole life, someone he should most definitely not be doing this to. I’m actually sucking Damon’s dick, and he’s letting me!

  The moral wrong he was committing just made the moment even fucking hotter. The strangest images came to his mind; all the trips Damon had made through the years, turning up dressed nicely in expensive threads or gym gear. Keegan wondered what his younger self from even just a year ago would have thought knowing that one day he would see what Damon looked like without clothes on, that Damon’s trousers covered a salty dick Keegan would one day have in his mouth.

  Damon writhed in pleasure at the feel of Keegan’s young mouth sucking him so eagerly. His mouth dished out hushed groans and hitching breaths.

  Keegan’s hands roamed up Damon’s hairy thighs, he tugged on his shaved nuts all to help his father’s best friend enjoy this sinful moment. He lowered his mouth even further, taking as much of the mature cock as his inexperienced mouth could handle. Keegan let his hands wander up and touch Damon’s firm stomach. His hand climbed higher, raking his fingers through the hairy chest of his father’s best friend. It was a turn-on to feel such a manly feature between his fingers, no smoothness just raw roughness.

  Keegan pulled his mouth free and sucked in a breath of air to sustain his burning lungs, he quickly glanced up at Damon who had his eyes closed, his teeth biting down on his bottom lip, imagining no doubt that Keegan was a hot woman.

  Keegan shoved his mouth back down and fed on the sexy dick. He grabbed hold of Damon’s legs, pulling, bringing him closer to him. Keegan swayed his crotch to the side and began rubbing his balls and cock against Damon’s strong thigh, making sure the straight bastard knew it was a guy who was sucking him off.

  As if Damon could tell what it was K
eegan was trying to do, he got his own back by gripping hold of the teen’s hair, pulling the blond-haired youngster’s honey locks tight in his grasp. Damon pulled harder and harder, stopping only a whisker before the hair tugging crossed the line into the realms of pain.

  Then, without warning, Damon started thrusting his hips upwards, fucking Keegan’s face like he was nothing more than a hole to be used. He held Keegan’s head in place, lifting it up and down on his cock, teaching the teen the steady, fast rhythm he liked.

  Keegan sputtered on the spit building up in his mouth, he slurped it down, leaving only the taste of Damon’s musty cock between his lips.

  “Fuck yeah…suck my cock,” Damon’s words surprised him. Keegan hadn’t expected him to be vocal.

  Keegan lifted his mouth and mumbled, “Mmm, fuck it tastes good.”

  Damon promptly shoved Keegan’s face back down over his shaft. “Don’t talk with your mouth full,” he said dismissively. Damon didn’t relent and continued fucking Keegan’s face with exquisite force. Damon raised his arse entirely off the bed and rammed his dick to the back of Keegan’s throat, not giving the teen a choice in the matter. Keegan choked and spluttered before Damon pulled back allowing him to handle more sizeable mouthfuls.

  . “Mmm, fuck yeah, suck it, K dog.” Keegan groaned in pleasure at the command. Hearing Damon say his nick name turned him on like crazy. Damon’s hands let go of his hair and dropped down to Keegan’s smooth shoulders, scratching his blunt nails all over Keegan’s back. His thrusting movements were gathering pace and his breathing got heavier and heavier.

  “Yeah, Keegan. Suck it, buddy.” His panting made the words come out short and sharp.

  Keegan’s jaw began to ache from the vicious mouth fuck. He sucked his way up and down the shaft, and swiveled his tongue around the tip of Damon’s cock, sticking his tongue in the groove of Damon’s piss slit which released a bitter sweet.

  Pre-cum!

  The intimate taste of Damon’s seed spurred him on and he sucked even more diligently. Soon Damon’s cock was leaking pre-cum in healthy dollops, smothering Keegan’s taste buds.

  Damon bent his legs up and his feet thrashed about as he began to slap Keegan’s smooth arse cheeks. He firmly grabbed one of his buttocks, giving it a good squeeze.

  “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Damon gasped. He kept slapping Keegan’s arse. “I’m close…I’m really fucking close,” he groaned, raising his pitch.

  Keegan took his mouth off Damon’s tasty dick. “Okay, give me your load. Cum in my mouth.” He plunged his mouth back down, sucking, bracing himself for the explosion. He grabbed hold of Damon’s hips which felt sleek with sweat.

  Damon grunted. “I’m cumming, Keegan,” he declared in a loud voice. “Swallow the fucking lot!”

  Damon’s dick spasmed in Keegan’s mouth, two strong twitches before blowing a thick stream of hot spoof along the roof of Keegan’s mouth. Damon quickly placed his hands on top of Keegan’s head, holding him down ‘till he was done with emptying inside him. He wasn’t tender. He was rough, making sure he got as much use out of Keegan as possible.

  Keegan couldn’t believe how much was coming out. Damon’s dick just kept spewing semen into his mouth. He kept pressing down on Keegan’s head, not letting him go. “Make sure you get every drop. I don’t want any on me or the bed.” Damon said arrogantly.

  Finally, once his dick had no more love to feed, Damon grunted and let go of Keegan like a dirty rag he was finished with.

  Keegan lifted his head off Damon’s dick and grimaced as he swallowed the enormous mouthful of hot cum. It oozed down the back of his throat, not tasting as bad as he had expected. He licked his lips then bent down and licked the residue still on Damon’s knob.

  Damon shivered, his cock now sensitive to any touch. He was spent and probably thought he could roll over and get some sleep.

  Keegan kissed Damon on the hip. “Thank you.”

  Damon had a shit-eating grin on his face from the power he had just exerted.

  Keegan chuckled. “You’re very generous with that stuff.”

  Damon nodded. “Yeah, I tend to shoot pretty big loads. I hope it wasn’t too much for you.”

  “Nope,” Keegan said. He opened his mouth wide showing Damon it was all gone. “I swallowed every drop like you told me to.” Keegan smiled, expecting praise.

  Damon winced instead, rubbing his face. A look of remorse appeared, probably regretting having just emptied his balls into a teenage lad’s mouth, Keegan thought.

  “What’s wrong?” Keegan asked.

  “I just can’t believe we did that,” Damon said. “I shouldn’t have let us do that.”

  “It’s fine,” Keegan replied.

  “It’s not fine. Your parents will fucking kill me if they ever find out.” Damon sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. “This is some heavy shit, K dog.”

  “Was I good?” Keegan asked, ignoring Damon’s somber view.

  Damon nodded. “Yep, you were fine.”

  “Just fine?”

  Damon rolled his eyes, smiling. “Better than fine.” He looked up at Keegan. “Honestly, you did a really good job.”

  “Cool,” Keegan said, feeling pleased with himself.

  Damon tapped him on the arm. “Now let’s get some sleep and we can just pretend this crazy night never happened.”

  “What?” Keegan fired back.

  “I’m drunk, you’re tired, we were both horny and I guess it just sorta happened. But it won’t ever happen again, so it’s probably best we put it down as an experience and move on, don’t you agree?”

  “I guess so,” Keegan mumbled.

  “Good man,” Damon said calmly.

  Keegan shook his head, not happy with being brushed off as a one off. “But what about my turn?”

  “Sorry?” Damon sounded puzzled.

  “Well I just sucked your dick till you blew your cum in my mouth and I swallowed the lot. Don’t you think you should return the favor?” Keegan glared at Damon, he was so horny and still angry with him that he didn’t care if the moment descended into conflict.

  Damon frowned. “Look, Keegan, it’s really late and —”

  “I’m not asking you. I’m telling you,” Keegan said arrogantly. A sadistic shiver ran down his spine, he craved power in this moment. He wanted to see if he could make Damon feel like a rag.

  You don’t get to fuck my girlfriend, then fuck my mouth and not return the favor!

  Damon looked like he wanted to yell back at him—maybe even punch him. His eyes bulged angrily at the snotty tone Keegan had used. But he controlled himself.

  Keegan knew the guy might be a fuckwit but he wasn’t a complete idiot. Damon had just let his best mate’s 18-year-old son suck his dick; he had fallen for Keegan’s trap and was now very much at his mercy.

  Damon stared indignantly at Keegan who sat naked with a still raging hard cock. He reached out and grabbed hold of his young companion’s dick and began tugging it. “I know what it’s like having blue balls, so yeah, I’ll jack you off, buddy. No worries.” He smiled, trying to sweeten the mood and show some goodwill.

  Keegan grabbed his hand, making him stop. “No. I want you to suck me off like I did you.”

  “But…” Damon whispered, he looked up at the ceiling. “I’m not gay Keegan, I can’t do that.” A flash of panic came over Damon’s face.

  “Neither am I, but I did it.”

  “You’re not?” Damon asked confused.

  Keegan shook his head. “I don’t know what I am.”

  “But you seemed so into it.”

  “What, and you weren’t?” Keegan laughed mockingly.

  “Keegan, it’s one thing to be sucked off, but to actually have a dick in your mouth… that is a whole other story. It’s just not in me to do something like that. Sorry.” He smiled at Keegan, trying to appease him.

  Keegan felt riled with anger, struggling to contain it within himself, but failing. He cracked and let it all out. “Look he
re. Last night I was meant to lose my virginity to my girlfriend. I have waited fucking years for that to happen and I dunno… I guess I thought it would help sort me out. But it didn’t happen did it!” Keegan glared at Damon in disgust. “I know why it didn’t happen, and you know why it didn’t happen. So as far as I can see you fucking owe me!”

  The room fell silent. He waited for an answer. He waited for Damon’s next move.

  CHAPTER NINETEEN:

  Any Hole’s A Goal

  Damon looked shell-shocked by the annihilation of anger fired at him.

  No one had ever seen Keegan truly angry; he just didn’t do angry but he sure as shit was doing it right now. He heaved out a heated sigh. “You’re not even going to deny it.”

  Damon looked down at the bed, hiding his face which was dripping with guilt. When he lifted his gaze he shook his head. “I’m sorry Keegan, I really am. I fucked up. I’m a complete jerk.”

  “Yeah, you are.”

  “I hope you believe me. I really do feel bad about what I did but I don’t know what else I can say.”

  “You don’t have to say anything ‘cos words won’t do. You just have to suck my cock. Simple as that.” Keegan narrowed his eyes and pulled at his dick. “Come on. Just like I did for you.” Keegan got a perverted thrill out of bossing Damon around. “If you’re lucky I might even let you pop my cherry.”

  Damon scowled, punching the mattress. “You little prick.” His eyes burned like hot embers, while his arm muscles tensed. In his flash of anger, he looked incredibly sexy without meaning to.

  Keegan smiled. Damon’s tantrum confirmed he was going to give in and do what Keegan wanted. For once in his life Damon would get some of his own treatment, all at the end of Keegan’s big cock. The sense of power hanging in Keegan’s balance seemed to make him even harder. He shuffled on his knees towards Damon. Keegan’s tool jutted out firm, ready to have its needs met. “Are you ready?” Keegan asked in a disarmingly sweet voice.

  Damon turned his head away, his lips rolled out a defeated sigh. He leaned himself up off the bed, and copied Keegan’s posture by sitting forward on his knees. He started down at the big dick he was about to taste. He gingerly reached out, touching it with his fingers, running them along the underside of Keegan’s shaft. The almost tickling sensation gave Keegan goose bumps. Damon squeezed, exploring the young cock in his hand, ever so gently familiarizing himself with where his mouth would soon follow.