Love Intertwined Vol 2

by Pace, Pepper

  ***

  With lunch over, Daniel neatly folded the brown paper bag to reuse while Blair shook her head at how conscientious her friend was. Damn, school was going to be out in three weeks and he still wrote down assignments in class. She hadn’t done a damn thing in class since final exams! And it was going to stay like that.

  Blair sighed and Emoboy looked at her. That was her nickname for him though he looked Emo before the word ever existed. His pale skin was offset by his shocking black hair that fell over and hid his left eye. It had always been like that. Once she’d tried parting his hair on the other side of his head and it just stood straight up in the air instead of being forced to conform. That was Daniel in a nutshell. He didn’t do things because everyone else did them; the epitome of the non conformist. Even now, Daniel didn’t do direct eye contact, he still didn’t speak unless he had to, and he strolled through school using very little energy. The boy pulled straight A’s without studying. To Blair, he was the coolest.

  “What?” He asked.

  “Nothing.” She murmured impatiently as they headed to their shared Econ class. They always managed to have several shared classes each year even though he was A honor roll and she was straight C student. It was the reason that she was sighing. He was going to UC Berkley in the fall; scholarship. It was way across country and she was going to miss the fuck out of her best friend. But there was no way she could get into UC Berkley, not with her grades…and lack of money.

  “What?!” He asked again.

  She reached up and pinched his arm angrily.

  “Ow! What’d you do that for?!” He rubbed his sore bicep.

  “Oh…stop being a baby.” She hissed. “That didn’t hurt.”

  “Well,” he sulked as they headed into the rowdy class. “What if I pinched you and showed you how bad it hurts?”

  Blair stopped walking and turned to him. She placed her hands on her hips. “If you pinch me you better run fast, fool.” He knew that she was just playing with him, but the intensity of her look caused him to drop his hands to the front of his crotch to shield it from sight. He’d gotten instantly hard.

  The bell rang and the two moved to their seats. As he sat, his hard cock strained in his denim jeans. Using the desk as cover he discreetly tugged until he had readjusted himself.

  Blair’s desk was right next to his and she leaned towards him to ask a question. Instead she stared at his face. “Why are you so red?”

  “What?” He scraped his hands across his warm face. Shit. “You pinched me. I’m pissed at you.” He muttered. Blair blinked at him in surprise, not realizing that he’d just said the first thing to come to mind.

  She reached out to stroke his injured arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know I’d pinched so hard.” Daniel’s breath came out in a harsh rush. What had once been a semi soft woody was now a raging erection.

  He moved his arm away and grinned at her. “I’m kidding. I’m not pissed.” She rolled her eyes at him then smiled. Daniel’s heart leaped. He dragged his eyes to the teacher, though his thoughts were still on the pressure building in his pants. He promised himself that he would never jerk off at school again. He’d nearly gotten caught because he was a moaner…He glanced at the clock, so he had forty-five minutes before the bell would ring. Forty-five minutes for his erection to fade.

  Forty-five minutes later he was still hard because instead of thinking about puppy dogs and ugly nuns, he’d been picturing Blair’s big titties in her tank. He even imagined that he could see the impression of her nipples. Of course his mind went back to the time they’d gone swimming and her nipples had pressed through the thin fabric….

  Oh fuck…he was so hard. He wanted to reach down rub it out right there. He had a back pack but he’d be using his books in front of him for the rest of the day.

  Later, in the car, he drove Blair home, passing on her invitation to hang out at a local wings joint. Since turning 18 they thought they were so cool, no longer having to adhere to a curfew. But he needed to put some space between him and Blair, and he needed to get home so that he could put in a porno and jerk off.

  “So what are you going to do?” She asked slightly disappointed.

  “Well, I need to do some chores. Mom and Dad left this morning to visit my aunt and her newborn baby. They’re staying overnight but they left me with a shit load of work to do.”

  “Awww. poor baby.” Damn, she had no idea how her crooning voice affected him. He tugged his shirt so that it covered the hard bulge in his pants. When it got quiet he began to panic wondering if she’d seen it. He glanced at her. No, she was scraping polish off her nails. He pulled into her drive and she bounced her way out, and ran to her house.

  “I’ll be over later to keep you company!” She yelled over her shoulder, taking it for granted that he’d want her company, which of course he did.

  He pulled out of the drive-way quickly and hurried home. His thumb absently traced the outline of his cock until it was straining again. His fingertips circled the head slightly, feeling that it was probably purple from being hard for so long.

  ***

  Blair greeted her Mom and little brother as she hurried up the stairs to her bedroom. Why was Emoboy so eager to get away from her?! She threw her things onto her unmade bed. Wasn’t it bad enough that he was planning to leave for California in the fall! She wanted to spend as much time as she could with him, but he barely looked at her anymore. Blair fell across her bed. She was going to miss him…She had other friends, but they exhausted her with their need to match her energy. Daniel just watched her bouncing form in amusement. She remembered when he had first announced that he had accepted the scholarship to UC Berkley. He’d waited two weeks before telling her; another sign that they were becoming more distant. He would have normally been debating the pros and cons with her…but he’d decided without receiving any of her input. Fuck…that had kinda hurt.

  Blair got up and changed into shorts and pulled off her bra, donning a whispy summer blouse with straps instead of sleeves. It was iffy whether or not the fine straps would hold her heavy breasts but they did. She hurried downstairs and yelled over her shoulder to her Mom that she was off to Daniel’s then she walked the three blocks to his house.

  ***

  His parent’s were in fact gone for the night. He read the last minute note of instructions tacked to

  the message board in the kitchen, then he grabbed a bottled water and an apple and headed for his bedroom.

  Daniel pulled off his shirt and placed it neatly on the wooden chair adjacent to his desk. Then he went into his closet where he’d hidden his stash of porn. Every bit of it was about black chicks and white dicks. Blair had seen one of his pornos once, still in the DVD player. He’d been mortified when she turned it on and a white dude was reaming his black slut’s tight little pussy. He thought he was going to pass out at the look of shock on her face. Then she just laughed so hard that he almost preferred her to push him down to the floor and run away.

  He found his favorite one where the woman looked a lot like Blair. He was still unconsciously stroking his cock through his jeans. It was back to being rock hard. He slipped the DVD into the machine and relaxed on his bed, kicking off his shoes while he fast forwarded to his favorite sequence.

  Black chick was on top, riding the guy’s dick and bouncing her ass cheeks until they slapped with each rhythmic thrust. Daniel unzipped his pants and allowed his heavy cock to spring from its confines. It was thick and long and he was proud of it…though he was the only one to ever experience the joys of it.

  He turned up the volume, loving the sound of her groans of pleasure. He imagined it was Blair and it made his already purple cockhead begin to seep precum. Damn, he wouldn’t need much touching; he was ready to cum now.

  Daniel moaned as he carefully stroked his cock; allowing his hand to cover the sensitive head and smear his lube over the shaft. He worked it to the sounds of the female, matching their pace. The pleasure began to pull from his
limbs as his hips began to rock and his fist moved even more rapidly over his swollen cock.

  “Oh…Blair…” He groaned. His eyes were glued to the girl on the TV screen, his lips parted slightly. “Ummm, fuck my cock, Blair…” His dirty words excited him. He never heard the door open and didn’t see Blair frozen in the doorway watching him masturbate to porn while calling out her name.

  “Oh my god…I’m sorry,” Blair stammered, slamming the door shut. Daniel jumped about a foot off the bed, his heart about to burst from his narrow chest.

  Oh my god! He thought as he jumped off the bed. He ran his hand through his long hair though it just fell right back into his eyes. He paced one direction and then in the other, not sure what he should do. He was beyond embarrassed. He was mortified! He shoved his cock, which had only been seconds from cumming, back into his pants and zipped up as he ran out of his room and down the stairs.

  Blair was already out the front door. “Blair!” He yelled. Shit. She wasn’t stopping, was even walking faster. She was already at the drive-way. He jogged after her and gripped her arm. “Stop will you!”

  She turned to him, face a careful blank. “Sorry…I did knock but…”

  Daniel’s face turned redder then his cock probably was. “Will you come in?” He pulled her back to the front door. It was bright and sunny and hot out and he just wanted to be inside and away from nosey, prying neighbors.

  Blair resisted but Daniel was not going to prolong his agonizing embarrassment. So she’d caught him masturbating…to black/white porn, and…calling out her name. It could only get more embarrassing if they didn’t get passed it right now.

  Once inside the house, he shut the door and Blair twisted out of his grasp. “Well…” She tried to think of something to say to break the ice. “So…”

  He dug his hands into his pocket wishing for death. Oh fuck it all! She’d seen him doing it. It was too late to take it back! And in fact, he was aroused because of it. His heart was beating in an odd rhythm and his cock was pulsing in time to it.

  He blew out a long breath until he calmed down. Then he looked down and tugged at his zipper.

  “What are you doing?!” She screeched. He thought it was odd that this cooler then cool girl was lost in confusion at this moment. It was odd that he was so in control right now. It felt strange but good.

  “I want to show you something.”

  Her eyes just bulged. “I already saw what you got, remember?!”

  “No. You didn’t see this.” He pulled his cock out of his pants and held it like a club. He could see the range of emotion cross Blair’s face. She wanted to leave, she was in awe at the sight of his cock, and she was embarrassed yet very curious.

  She met his eyes and was shocked that his green ones didn’t flinch away the way he’d done so often these last few weeks.

  “Isn’t that what I saw? You jerking off?” She thought she was going to bring an embarrassed redness back to his cheeks and cause his eyes to drop. Quite the contrary.

  “No, what I want you to see is your hands jerking it.”

  “You’re fucking nuts!” She turned to open the door and in a rare show of confidence, Daniel reached out his hand, forcefully pushing it closed. His body was touching her back.

  “What are you doing, Daniel?” There was a bit of fear in her voice.

  Daniel lowered his head until his lips brushed her ear. “Did you hear what I was saying upstairs?” She pushed back with her body, trying to knock him off balance. But instead of moving back he stepped forward, boldly pressing her against the door, making her immobile.

  “Answer me!” His voice was commanding though not loud.

  “Daniel, I’m not going to play with you! You need to back the fuck up! NOW!” He pinched her bicep, digging deep into her muscle and twisting it roughly.

  “OW!” She screamed. He slammed her bodily against the door, hurting her breasts and ribs. “Daniel, you’re hurting me…”

  Daniel’s was very turned on now. “Say it, Blair. Or I’m going to pinch you again.” She stubbornly bit her lips. Daniel drove his body against hers again, hearing her breath leave her body in a rush. She reached out to claw at him from behind. And he grabbed her wrist easily. Scrawny or not he was strong enough to force her hands above her head where he pinned them there with one hand. Facing the door, she just didn’t have enough leverage to get away.

  Daniel molded his lean body against her thick one. Feeling her rounded ass pressing against his hard cock caused black spots to flash behind his lids. Daniel took his free hand and stroked her thigh. He gripped a good amount of flesh between thumb and forefinger then he twisted it roughly; pinching her hard.

  “OW!” She screamed.

  “Say it! If I have to ask you again then I’m going to bend your thumb back the way you did to me back in the seventh grade.”

  Blair believed him. She’d caused his thumb to dislocate and it’s never been the same since. She apologized profusely but he forgave her even while the finger lay distended away from the rest of his hand.

  She felt tears of fear prick her eyes. She was scared. Though Daniel was her true dear friend, she also recognized that he was an odd white boy…the type that might grab a gun and off everyone in the school, or who’d commit suicide because he got an F on a test.

  “Y-you said. F-fuck me.”

  She felt him shake his head. “That’s not what I said. You know what I want to hear you say. Say it!”

  She shook her head. She felt Daniel wrap his finger around her thumb.

  “You said fuck my cock, Blair!” She wasn’t used to crying but anguished tears were dripping down her cheeks. She felt his lips on her ear, kissing her lightly. Her body began to tremble…and it wasn’t just fear. His lips sent an instant thrill throughout her body. Her fear caused everything to be magnified; the feel of his lips, his erection pressed against her bottom. Everything was so surreal, and nothing would ever be the same again…

  “Don’t cry, Blair. I’m not going to hurt you. And everything that I’ve already done to you…well that’s acceptable pain that you’ve already incorporated into our relationship. Pinching, punching…shall we try a titty twister on you?”

  She gasped. She had done all those things to him, and he never really complained…well he did but-

  “What are you going to do, Daniel? Rape me?” She wondered if the bare truth of it would shock him into realizing that he was about to push things into the point of no return.

  “It’s not going to be rape. Because I’m going to make love to you Blair, and I’m not going to stop until you admit that you want me.”

  “You’re nuts-“ she believed that with every fiber of her soul. Hot tears ran anew down her cheeks.

  “I’ll make you a deal.” He said solemnly. She sniffed and waited. “If I place my hand down into your panties and you’re not wet. I’ll let you go. You can walk right out the door.”

  She turned her head and tried to look at him. “Do it!”

  Daniel smirked. He began gently kissing the back of her neck, then the hollow beneath each of her earlobes.

  Damn…Blair concentrated on her anger, but his lips were so new, this side of him was so different. The thrill and fear began to work on her body. With his free hand, he reached around and slid his hand beneath her loose fitting blouse. Blair gasped and tried to struggle. His fingers reached her breast and he stroked her hot flesh. Blair shuddered when his fingers touched her nipples; first one then the other.

  He began to murmur into her ears. “Want me to suck them, don’t you? My tongue, flicking your chocolate nipples; I think about it every day.” His finger began to gently tug them. “Like this…I’d suck them into my mouth just like this.”