Fear: The Aphrodisiac

kittykat-honey, I\'m glad you\'re happy with me! I think you\'ll be surprised at what I have in store for Col!!

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We woke up to a dead fire and a definite chill in the air. I shivered and scrambled to gather my clothes together and got dressed. Col kicked dirt across the ashes to be sure that the fire was out and we walked back to the car silently. I took the rifles and locked them back in the shed and I drove us back to my house. Col was quiet during the trip home and that suited me fine; I was exhausted. I allowed Col to place one hand on my thigh and he seemed pleased with that small concession.

When we pulled in the driveway, Col helped me put everything in the garage and stood quietly, his arms crossed over his chest. “Go home…I’ll call you when I’m ready,” I told him. He bowed and went to his car to go home, still silent. But, it was impossible not to miss the promise of revenge in his eyes. I would be ready: I was enjoying myself too much to allow him to get the upper hand.

I went back into the house and locked the door behind me. I kicked off my loosely tied boots and walked barefoot to the kitchen. I opened the fridge to see what I could rustle up for breakfast; I was starving. I pulled the ingredients out to make a huge omelet: eggs, cheese, smoked ham, and tomatoes. I whipped the ingredients together and started a pot of coffee. Soon, the house was filled with enticing aromas. I flipped the omelet to cook the other side and slid it on a plate when done. I poured a mug of coffee and moved to the dining room.

I had just set my plate on the table when I noticed the blinking light on the answering machine. I punched the button and sat down to eat: “Hey Sweets! It’s me, Ken; call me as soon as you get this. We have to talk and I don’t think it’ll keep.” I picked up the cordless phone and called Ken. He answered on the first ring.

“Sweets…glad you called.” Ken sounded excited and kinda strange.

I swallowed the bit of omelet I shoved in my mouth and spoke, “Honey, what’s up? I just got your message. Are you okay…you sound funky.”

He giggled, “Are you alone or is your ‘friend’ tied up in the closet?” I frowned; it sounded like he had been smoking something.

“Nooo…I just got home and made me some breakfast. I sent Col home. When I’m done eating, I plan on a long, hot bath.”

“Wait for me…I’ll come scrub your back. And be sure to make some of your world famous cappuccino,” he spoke in a rush.

“Have you been drinking, Ken? I’m starting to worry now.”

“I’ll be there in five minutes. Don’t start without me…promise?”

I sighed; “Hurry up and get over here before I change my mind,” I hung up the phone. I went back to breakfast and wondered what had Ken all wired this morning. Well, I would soon find out. I finished and took the plate into the kitchen; I rinsed it off and set it in the sink. The doorbell rang…that was fast.

I walked to the door and unlocked it to a bouncing Ken. He skipped into my house as I closed the door behind him. He dropped the bag he had been carrying and moved to my bathroom. I could here the sound of the water being turned on; I listened as my bathroom cabinets being opened and closed. His voice drifted out to me, “Ohhh…what’s this? How divine-sandalwood oil!” I ran for the bathroom and arrived in time to see him add half the bottle to a bubble bath. The tub was oversized because I loved to have room to relax. The air became steamy and the scent of sandalwood drifted everywhere.

“Come here and let me strip you, hon,” he ordered as he grabbed my wrists. Before I realized what was happening, I was naked and being shoved toward the tub. I climbed in and shut the water off; I sighed with contentment and closed my eyes. I heard the sound of clothing hitting the floor and my eyes popped open; Ken was naked and stepping into my bath!

“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded as I was forced to make room. He slid in the tub behind me, with loofah in hand.

“Duh…did you forget that I said I would scrub your back? Scoot up a tiny bit; unless you like sitting in my lap?” he leered. He poked me in the ribs, “Lean forward just a tinny bit, love.” He started to rub the loofah across my skin in a relaxing side-to-side motion. I shook my head, resigned.

“Why are you doing this? It was okay to see each other naked as kids. But, unless you’re planning to have sex with me, I don’t understand why you’re here.”

He slapped my shoulder playfully; “We can have sex later. You have to be pretty sore after last night.” I slowly turned and looked at him with an arched eyebrow.

“How the fuck would you know if I were sore or not?” He bit his lip and would not look me in the eye. I lifted his chin with one, soapy hand; “What are you hiding from me?” I asked.

“Well, remember how you told me that I had to leave when you caught what’s his name? I sorta stayed and was kinda watching you guys.”

I hissed at him, “You stayed and watched? Everything?” I stood up; water and bubbles dripped down back into the tub. He grabbed my hips and yanked me back down.

“Behave yourself or I’ll bend you over the edge of this tub and spank your ass. Just shut up and let me explain,” he said, trying to soothe my ruffles feathers. “After you hoisted…what’s his name? Hmmm…Col, that’s it! When you hoisted Col up into the tree by his ankles, I knew there was no way in hell that I was leaving.”

I held my head in my hands and exhaled through my nose, “Keep going…”

“Anywho…that was quite a number you did last night; the whole knife welding and throwing bit, very sexy.” I snorted.

“When we were kids, I thought of you like a brother. We never had sex with each other because I was worried our friendship wouldn’t be able to handle it. Now, you ‘re telling me you enjoyed watching me…fuck another guy?” I exploded.

“What did you expect? When we were in school together, you were the sister I never had. I have to admit, I was confused when we played. I’d look at you and wish you were a…” he hesitated.

“You wished I was what?”

His face turned red; “I wished you were a boy. Girls scared me but I could never admit I was attracted to boys.”

My jaw dropped, “You’re gay? I had no idea! Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

‘Technically, I’m bisexual. I’m comfortable with either these days. Does that bother you?” he asked. He looked like he was about to cry.

“Hell no sweetheart!” I laughed as I wiggled my body between his spread thighs. “Nice to know that it wasn’t me. Wanna play dress-up or something?”

“No, let’s get you cleaned up. There’s something we need to talk about, so I need you focused.” Ken started to rub the loofah all over my body; he removed all traces of Col from my skin. I swished the water with my hands to get more bubbles and accidentally touched Ken. He was as hard as a rock. I turned my body around and draped my calves over his thighs. I felt the tip of his erection probing between my thighs. I grabbed Ken by the shoulders and pulled his body towards mine. Our lips locked while his shaft was buried to the hilt. I moaned in his mouth as I moved myself back and forth slightly.

“Stand up and put you hands on the wall,” he whispered. “No, spread them a little further. Perfect.” I stood on my tiptoes as he thrust himself inside. I felt his hands move to my waist. “Now, bend over just a little bit.” I moved my hands down the wall and placed them on the edge of the tub. I felt something cold dribble between my ass cheeks; the smell of sandalwood became stronger.

I felt him push one finger against my tight opening; I have never been screwed like this before. “Relax, it’s easier if you don’t clench you cheek muscles together.” I gasped as his finger penetrated in my virgin territory. It felt weird: his cock in my vagina and a finger in my ass. He slowly slid another finger into my hole and moved it back and forth along side the first. He moved his cock in and out in time with the motion of his digits.

“If you want me to stop, I will. It’ll be difficult but I want to come in your ass so badly. Please say that I don’t have to stop,” he begged.

“If you stop now, I swear I will kill you,” I snarled between clenched teeth.

“I always dreamed that I’d be your first. I used to fantasize about a moment; just like this,” he gasped as he pulled everything out. I moaned and wiggled my ass in the air. I then felt the head of his cock nudge against my hole. He poured more oil to coat his member before he rammed himself in. I hissed at the sudden invasion. I felt full; fuller than I had ever been before.

“Use your fingers…rub your clit.” I did as I was told and I felt my knees go weak. He moved slowly, at first. It wasn’t long before the sound of his thighs, slapping against my backside, filled the room. I pounded my fist on the edge of the tub; I was about to come all over the place. He cried out as I felt him twitch, deep in my ass. I cried out as well. I shuddered; overwhelmed by everything I was feeling. I slowly moved my hands back up the wall so I wouldn’t loose any part of him. I felt as he shrank and he pulled out for the last time.

He laughed, nervously; “So much for talking about this first.” I shook my head and stepped out of the tub. I leaned over and pulled the plug. I took his hand and led him to the shower stall. I turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. When it was just right, we walked in and closed the door. We cleaned off each other and got out of the shower. As we toweled dry, I snickered.

“You still up for that cappuccino?”

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