Rain on Me MxM (Staten Krown)

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I was sitting in my room now, sitting and leaning against the wall,semi-erect with no real memory of how I had become that way. I didn't touchit or tried to think of dead puppies so that I would go down.I ignored it...There was something playing on the radio. An old song now.

<ON A PERFECT DAY I KNOW THAT I CAN COUNT ON YOU WHEN THAT'S NOT POSSIBLETELL ME CAN YOU WEATHER A STORM 'CAUSE I NEED SOMEBODY WHO WILL STAND BY METHROUGH THE GOOD TIMES AND THE BAD TIMES SHE WOULD ALWAYS-ALWAYS BE RIGHTTHERE SUNNY DAYS EVERYBODY LOVES THEM-TELL ME BABY CAN YOU STAND THE RAIN>

I laid back and pushed down my head, laying down on the bed evenfurther. My head laid back. It had been a long time since I heard a songthat I really listened to. It had been so long that I had been sitting inmy room all alone and heard the splashes of water outside my bedroomwindow.It was raining...

<STORMS WILL COME-THIS WE KNOW FOR SURE CAN YOU STAND THE RAIN>

It was the last day before I moved out. Leaving behind the house, butwondering if it would forever cease my pain. There was something else...onemore thing before I could stop the rain from beating on my window. Therewas emotion that was going to come, I wasn't sure when but I knew by nowthat this rain wasn't just rain.This rain was my emotion...falling down and showing the terribleness of thesituation.The last day before Eric and I moved into our new apartment together..."Damien!" I heard...a slow soft and reluctant knock on the room door. Thevoice didn't sound familiar probably because I was so into the song thatwas being played.I walked to the door to see Eric standing there. The guy who cared about memore than anyone else. The guy who at first rejected me, who had betrayedme...but most importantly he was the guy who had loved me."Someone's here to visit you."ROBBIE?! That was the first name that came in my head. I wondered if it waspossible. It would really explain all the rain that had suddenly begun todrip down the glass outside my window."Who?" I suddenly asked.He gave me a look that would probably show that he was a little pissed, orirritated, "Byron."It wasn't the same for me as Robbie. I mean I needed to know that thefeelings that Robbie and I shared were over before I could be happy withEric. Still...to Eric it might of well had been Robbie himself. Byron waslike Robbie's ambassador to Eric, because they were best friends."Relax Eric, he's probably just coming to say goodbye."I walked past Eric but heard his loud footsteps as he followed me, "Hedoesn't have to be rude about it. You know he didn't even say hello, justbarged in demanding to see you!"I walked down the hallway a little anxious to say goodbye to him."What you want me to do about it Eric?""Tell him to leave us alone..."I turned to look at him and could almost laugh as I saw the most seriousface on him that I had ever seen."Eric...relax.""Fine," he said stopping me suddenly as I was about to go down the stairsand he held me close, "You know our luck though. A thousand things aregonna try to stop us from leaving and going to live together. It's a battleDamien and they are our enemies. You are letting them past our fortnow. They don't wanna see us happy...""Look, I know a thousand things are probably gonna come up. But we'll workpast them, when the come up...together."I gave him a small kiss on the lips, something that I had become more orless common to do. We were only 17 but you could have sworn we weremarried. He had mentioned it one time, saying that we could run off toCanada and get married. I wanted to say that I would do whatever he wantedbecause I loved him so much, but instead I just sighed and pretended neverto hear such a crazy idea.We were at war, our relationship was being torn at. The world didn't wantto see us together, Eric's family didn't want to see us together andRobbie's friend (which was half the important people in our neighborhood)didn't want to see us together. We had become rebels and I wondered if pushcame to shove, would Eric be the only person who I could count on. Would Isoon come to rely on Eric like I relied on the earth to constantly give meoxygen?With that I went downstairs, almost knowing that he would follow me down. Iled him down to the front door and noticed the smell of expensive cologne,expensive taste. He was a rich boy, the richest boy I knew of course. Atthe bottom of the stairs was Byron.I met him at the bottom of the stairs and gave him the same sort of hug hehad always given Robbie."Wow Damien, puberty has done you wonders," Byron said.What the hell?! Eric was standing right there and we both probably had thesame thing in mind. My crotch area was pushed up against Byron a littleand I was a little semi hard. I wondered if that was what he was talkingabout. How could he say that in front of Eric though!I was dazed "'Scuse me?""Your face, it cleared up nicely. Your skin is like perfection now," Byronmade himself more precise and I let out a uncomfortable laugh, relievedthat it didn't seem so bad."Ughh, I got something for you. It's a gift for that new apartment I hearyou got. But the thing is...I left it at my house and realized it halfwayhere. I know, I'm stupid at times..." "Why didn't you turn back and go getit?" Eric suddenly interrupted with a slight outcry of disapproval.Byron let out a short blunt laugh that was full of mystery and unknowing."Its ok, lets go to your house and get it," I offered, knowing that Ericwould probably budge in but saying it anyway."Damien, I thought we were going to stay in for some dinner today."I didn't know why he would have a thought like that. I never promised tostay indoors for dinner. We didn't even have anything to cook. I didn'thave the slightest idea what he was talking about."Dinner?""Look guy," Byron butted in, repaying the interruption that Eric had givenearlier, "I'll have him back safe and with a full belly. What's the worst Ican do in one night?"*****************************************************************************I laughed and Eric gave a sort of testing grin. It was almost like I knewByron's intention in saying that was to make a joke but still wondered whyhe had given a slight smile then taken me by the shoulder to lead me out ofthe door. I walked out with him waving goodbye to Eric who stood at thedoor. He was worried and he always had reason to be worried. I didn't blamehim.I climbed into Byron's car... the beautiful car that I always loved. Wesaid little words until we got all the way to the mansion that Byron had inthe upper hills. His mother had bought it when he father died and gave thema ton of insurance money from their job. They were already well off, butnow they were dame well millionaires."Nice house," I muttered.There was a big gate that Byron opened with his gate key as we drove up tothe lawn and Byron parked on the side of a fountain. He left his doors andeverything unlocked as though he was in his own little paradise and nothingcould touch him. He gave me a grin and a long look that made me wonder whathe was thinking.Then suddenly he crawled out the car and into the building, that he calleda house. There was a tall guy that met him at the door that I thought musthave been his stepfather...but as I came closer I saw the guy's uniform. Itwas a butler! On the sides were winding staircases that led upstairs.Crystal chalices were lined up against the dining room halls and suddenly Icould see Byron lead me to a back room, that sort of looked like a closedin porch. It was real nice. All around there were expensive things. He lethis hand out, very silently and showed me a seat nest to a stone bust ofJulius Caesar. Then he said something to that butler guy. The butler guyleft and returned with two wine glasses and two wine bottles. He gave meone and of course gave Byron the other."Jeffrey, why don't you go get my friend's gift?"Jeffrey...the butler..."Yes sir."I reached over to grab a wine bottle but suddenly I saw Byron block my handand reach for the other wine bottle, "Here let me get that for you."He poured the wine into my glass and it sparkled up. Then strangely Byrontook the other wine bottle and poured it into his. I was so confused,thinking at once that Byron was probably trying to poison me, but I trustedhim.I sipped onto the wine. FUCK THAT! It was goddam sparkling apple cider!"Is this a joke?" I said laughing so hard that the sparkling wine wasslowly dripping down the side of my mouth."You're way too young to be drinking liquor. Both Robbie and Eric wouldkill me if I got you drunk."It was true and that is probably why didn't handle it too much. Jeffrey,the butler walked in with a present. It was all wrapped up in golden paper."Wow! Thanks so much, Byron...I don't know what to say.""Don't open it till you get in your new apartment."Dang I hated when people did that! I got a gift and couldn't open it. Itwas such a tease. Ah well. I guess the gift was all that I came for, butnow I wondered why I was still there, stalling around like a nervous reckas Byron began to play music. He told me not to drink, but I could tellthat after 5 shots of that whisky, Byron had become more then tipsy. He hadsome music and was slowly moving his head to it as he sat on the tablewhere our glasses where. He seemed to be sober, but I could tell he wastipsy. The look in his eyes wasn't the same."You know, Robbie was a good friend of mine. I would do anything forhim...anything."I looked anxious as I saw Byron unbuttoning the top buttons of hisshirt. He was sweating profusely. It was a little hot of course, but he wasreacting to it as though it was 100 degrees when it was probably around80. He unbuttoned it down so far that I could see him completely open itrevealing the hints of the wonderfully strong Hercules chest that had wonByron the award for being the eligible bachelor in our high school (besidesRobbie of course)."Yeah I know."Byron stopped his speech getting just a little slurred then he picked itback up, "Before you left he told me that I should take care of you. Youknew that?"He sounded so blunt."Yeah I guess I expected him to tell you that.""Dame its hot!" he said rubbing onto his neck, trying to clear the sweatoff, "You wanna take a swim?""Ahhhhhh, I dunno. I got no swimming suit.""I got extra....""I rather not.""Suit yourself. You can sit on the side. I gotta go swim."He walked out of the furnace into the patio of the back long. I saw himthrow his shirt inside the room, then he threw his pants into the room. Washe naked? I wondered this, as I slowly heard silence and wondered what wasgoing on outside. I slowly began to lean over, trying to poke my headoutside and see if Byron was really naked. I had never seen him naked.Once or twice, I had thought about it...but never really seen him naked."HEY DAMIEN. YOU GONNA AT LEAST COME OUT?!"The sound was distant...making it clear that I should stop trying to peakoutside because he wasn't right outside of the door. I walked outside ofthe door, taking a sip of the real liquor before I went outside. He wasRobbie's friend. I was in a relationship with Eric. Nothing could bedone. So why was I feeling so goddam horny tonight.I was certain that Byron was straight...not bi...straight. So why was I soafraid that we were going to get in more than just a swim outside.When I did go outside, the night was beautiful. It was a lot cooler on thepatio then inside. They owned an Olympic size pool in their backyard. Thestars settled in the sky above us, casting the only reflection on thebright blue water. There were lights in the pool but that was about it.Besides that, everything had a certain darkness about it. Everything was sovery, very dark. I looked at the beautiful water and when my head lifted, Icould see someone swimming in the water, then all of a sudden I noticedByron's head bobbing up from beneath the water and stroking the waves untilhe came to my side of the pool. He stuck his head out on the side with hisarms out. Then he began to climb out of the pool."You should really come into the pool. It feels so good. It was getting SOhot in there."It wasn't really getting that hot in there. He was being delirious. He cameto the side of the pool and I saw his strong muscles push against the basinuntil he could pull himself out of the water using only his two hands. Iwasn't surprised he was so strong.His muscles were gleaming in the sunlight. As he came and stood upon theshore, I could see exactly what he was wearing. He was wearing a jock strapthat HARDLY lived up to its job. I could see his long 9 inch cock stickinghaving a war with the strap. The imprint was so clear as though I can seeevery vein through the fabric. His pubic hair was sticking out from thethin jack strap too. I wasn't semi hard anymore myself...I was like agoddam tower and I tried to hid it with my hands.What was he doing?! He knew by now that I had to be gay. He saw Robbie suckme off in the kitchen. Of course I was gay. Why would he walk up to a gayguy in a wet jockstrap with his ass completely exposed and his dick mightof well have been exposed, because it was sticking out every which way. Ohheavenly dick. I could already imagine it exploring deep within me,penetrating my tight ass hole, thrusting deep past my ass tissues and goingso deep I could feel it in my stomach."Ahhh..."I could only say feeling the silence as he looked at me completelystill.His hair was wet. He had it blonde. He wasn't a natural blonde, but no oneknew that. It looked like a golden brown when it was wet. His pink lipswere looking at me as though saying to kiss them. I was fightingtemptations now unlike I EVER could. I was surprised I hadn't jumped allover him already."Hey I got you this other gift, I gotta show you."I looked at the wet muscle, rich boy in the eyes with fear."What is it?""C'mon over here and find out."I didn't deny him. I walked slowly over to him, pushing my luck with eachstep. I had gotten so close to him that my eyes made direct contact withhis lower neck (he was always taller than me)>"What is it?" I repeated.He took my hand, at first like he was gonna go on holding it, then heopened my palm and I could feel him slowly pushing my hand down towards hiscrotch area. He made me to grip his dick, caressing it through the fabric,touching the thickest dick I had ever lain eyes on in my life. He mad merub it, touching on the swollen elephant sized ball sack that he had belowhis dick.I pulled away."Byron I know your drunk, so I'll just ignore that.""I'm not drunk, see!" he denied, standing on one foot and then hopingaround in a way I normally would have laughed at if it didn't make my dickswollen so much to see the thick dick bouncing up and down as he did so."Something must be wrong with you.""Why?" he asked, "You're the one who has been staring at my dick thisentire time we been out here. I know what you need maybe some candles forthe romance."He was seriously walking into his house to get candles."I don't want dame candles!!!!!""No you don't. I know what you want."Byron lowered his jockstrap slowly, until it feel to his feet. Then hestepped out of it, standing before me in all his glory, revealing himselfbefore me. I wanted to reach for that cock. I could imagine it once again,but this time I was sucking it, my lips engulfing the cock in one loudslurp. He came up to me and I was breathing hard as he pressed against me,slowly reaching to take off my clothes. I pushed him away."No.""So why would you do something like this? What about...""Eric?! That guy is an emotional train crash. Leave him before he goescrazy on you. He's a boy Damien. You need a real man in your life, to takecare of you. I can buy you your own apartment, I can buy you two if you letme."I couldn't believe he said that."I meant, how about Robbie?""He is the reason I'm doing this. I mean...he want's you happy and he can'tbe here to do it. I have to take his place. He would want it. I decidedthat you need someone more qualified for you then Eric is. I can bethere. I can support you physically, financially and now I'm gonna show youthat I can be 10 times more romantic then Eric. Look around you; there is amoonlit sky, beautiful colored water and the smell of a rose gardensurrounding us. A thousand other people could dream of something like thisbut I'm giving it to you."I squirmed in disbelief, "So your not gay? Your not getting any pleasureout of this. Just doing it because of Robbie?""People fall in love for worst reasons. I am not completely attracted toyou, but you are in many ways alluring to me. If I have to do it with aguy, you would probably be that guy. We will grow together. I'll learn tobe with you, just like in any other relationship. You have no idea whatyou can have. You can have a fortune, a protector and a lover that is ...Imean endowed with equipment that can last for more hours than you cantake."I sighed."I can't. I mean. Your intentions to help your friend and replace him as agood lover are...well they are nice but I'm a little freaked out. No,Byron, I'm very FREAKED out. Your not even gay. We can't do this. Notnow. My life suddenly seems to be making sense. I can't let it be messed upagain, just because you rather fake a relationship with me then see me in arelationship with Eric. Its not working."I felt like an idiot but I guess he got the point out. He gave me a kiss onthe lips but that was all we did after that. He put on his clothes anddrove me home after that, leaving me with a hard on that hurt so much whenI subdued it.******************************************************************************When I got home I jumped in the shower to take a cold one...it wasn'tworking. I hated cold showers and ended up switching it to hot anyway. Ihad begun to touch myself from the beginning of the shower, remember imagesof Byron's dick in my mind and then flashes of Byron's ass. They were bothso very perfect.I began to jerk my dick harder, moaning as I went about it, then shut offthe water. I literally fell out of the shower onto the rug of the bathroom,pulling my dick and pumping it till a jarful of my sperm squished out ontomy chest, my hands and sum even went as far as my lower neck.Dang...I needed another shower...