Just About Soccer

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Nediar

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Just About Soccer

Chapter 10


Brian and the others were extremely surprised to see Ray at the training. Ray had told Zach (and Brian of course) that he would be doing something with his parents. He told them he had been able to “sneak away” somehow. He did not want to go into the details. The training went on for an hour.

Later, Ray went home with Brian. They had made sure to be the last ones on the pitch, so that it would not be too obvious that they spent so much time with each other. Ten past five, they arrived at Brian’s place. Ray frowned, peering at his watch.

“What’s wrong?” Brian asked.

“I can only stay for about two hours. I have to be home at eight and it takes me an hour with the bike.”

“Well, two hours are better than nothing, don’t you think so? My parents aren’t home, by the way. We can watch TV in the living room. Biiiiig plasma screen, baby and Dolby surround sound.”

“Show-off!”

“Sniff. You really think that?” Brian pretended to be the hurt one.

“You’re a cute show-off, though.”

“Aw, thank you so much!”

Brian looked up at him with big eyes and a crazy smile, making Ray laugh. Brian grinned and opened the front door. With a loud shriek, he backed away immediately. Ray had to catch him to prevent him from falling down the stairs.

“What’s wrong?”

“There…”

Then Tom’s aged face cautiously appeared behind the door. Ray was still confused for a second and then could not suppress a laugh.

“Scaredy-cat!”

“Hey! That was really scary! Tom! What are you doing there?”

Brian had regained his composure but did not care to relieve Ray, who still held him in his arms.

“I… was cleaning to doorframe”

“Oh sure...like hell! You were eavesdropping!”

Tom turned and went away with no other word said. Ray again grinned down at Brian. “Is he always that curious?”

“He’s a goddamn nosy freak!”

Brian seemed really angry, but Ray was sure he could find the right distraction for his lover. He softly kissed him on the forehead. It was just a light, quick touch. When Brian realised it, it was gone and left him longing.

“HEY! That’s mean! I wasn’t prepared and couldn’t even enjoy it!”

“Do you have your shouting day today?”

“What do you mean?”

“Ah, never mind.”

Brian frowned at him.

“By the way," Ray continued, "would you care to stand on our own two feet again, my arms are getting rather heavy.”

“I’m too weak to walk! The shock… you know…”

“I see.”

Ray somehow managed to place one of his hands around Brian’s hips and Brian’s arm around his neck. He walked up the stairs, dragging the blond along. He simply leaned the smaller boy against the wall next to the door.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

”I guess you will just have to lean here until you’re able to walk again.”

“Why?”

“You’re too heavy. Taking you up the stairs will break my young bones right away.”

Brian kicked Ray’s shinbone.

“Ouch! Hey!”

“Follow me!” Brian ordered and Ray limped into the house right behind him.

Brian directed his steps towards the living room when a soft grip on his arm stopped him. He turned to see Ray blushing furiously.

“What’s wrong?”

“Well… I just…” Ray trailed off. He just could not finish this sentence. “Nothing.”

“Sure?”

“Sure I’m sure.”

They made themselves comfortable in front of the TV and Ray had to admit that Brian had his point in being proud of it.

“Did I promise too much?”

Why did he always seem to know what Ray was thinking?

“Nope, it’s great.”

“I told you.”

“Still though… show-off!” Ray muttered and Brian punched him playfully.

Closely leaning towards each other, they sat in silence for some minutes. Brian had his arms wrapped around his drawn up legs. Ray looked at him out of the corner of his eye and felt a little awkward. He wanted to touch the boy next to him but did not know how to go about it. The TV programme seemed to fascinate Brian. Ray knew from experience that there also were people who did not go to the cinema to touch in the dark, but actually to see the movie, even if they had a gorgeous person right next to them. And Brian looked exactly like one of that kind. His eyes were glued to the screen. Ray sighed at that thought and Brian shot him a confused glance. There it was! That look people gave you when you interrupted them! For example watching movies! Ray did not feel brave enough to make a move.

Instead, he thought of something else. Brian could react to it, if he wished or he could keep watching the zebras feeding on their dry desert grass, while being observed by hungry lions.

“Hey, Ray? What do you think, are zebras white with black stripes or black with- Ah!”

Ray had sneaked his hand in between Brian’s stomach and his drawn up leg, and rested it on his inner thigh.

“I think they are white with black stripes.”

“Ah… yes, um… I think so, too.”

In fact, Brian did not even remember his question. He focused on another problem, which was growing when Ray began to slowly stroke over his thigh. Ray tried to keep his hand from shaking but did not perfectly manage. Brian, however, did not seem to notice. He just kept staring at the screen. Ray was a little disappointed but what had he been expecting? Not everything revolves around what he wanted.
Still he kept his hand moving. The feel was much too nice to stop.

Brian carefully loosened the grip around his legs to grant Ray better access. The older one noticed that with a surprise.

Ray moved his hand deeper and stopped dead when he felt a soft bulge in Brian’s shorts.

A soft smile on the older one’s lips accompanied his fingers, when they were crouching a little lower. A soft grumble escaped from Brian’s lips. Still, his eyes were glued to the zebras.

Ray pulled back his hand a bit and a hoarse “No!” reached his ears. Brian blushed furiously and Ray grinned. What weird kind of power. Oh, he was quite sure he liked that.

He softly slipped his fingers into the smaller one’s football shorts.

“Oh my…”

“Are you okay, Brian?” Ray asked innocently, dancing in circles in his mind.

“Yeah, well… you see- OH my god!” Ray’s hand softly enclosed Brian’s erection.

“What do I see?”

“Those zebras are… about to…”

The brunette started moving his hand up and down in a very slow pace.
‘He’s good at keeping it slow.’ Brian thought.

“What about the zebras?”

“They- hah… never mind…“

Brian dug his hands into the cushions.

Ray leaned closer and kissed his neck. He intensified his grip on the younger one for a second, only to leave him without it entirely for another. Then he continued the stroking.

Brian angled his head to grant Ray’s hungry lips better access and groaned when he felt the hot tongue on his skin. The sensations coming from his crotch and his neck both knocked out his clear mind. Brian felt like the sweating, writhing and longing mess he actually was, with no feeling for anything else but Ray, who was working on his body.

Ray softly sucked on the soft flesh of Brian’s neck and smiled when it sent new shivers through the younger one’s body, which was now at his complete mercy. He quickened the pace he had set on Brian’s member and received a moan of pleasure from the blond. That was music to his ears so he moved his hand still a little closer.

“Just a little more…”

That was the cue for Ray to slow down again. Brian let out an angry growl and Ray smiled.

“And you are sure everything’s alright?”

“You are mean!”

“You’re insulting me?”

“Don’t STOP!”

Ray chuckled and because he was such a nice person, as he told himself, he quickened the pace again.

“Okay, but only because it’s you.”

“I love you.” Brian breathed.

Ray’s eyes went wide and he took a deep breath. It sounded so unbelievably hot coming from a panting Brian. Ray bent over to Brian and kissed him deeply. The blond immediately responded to it, and he eagerly and freely granted Ray’s tongue access.

While exploring his lover’s hot mouth with slow intensive movements, which almost killed the boy every time, Ray intensified his grip on the lower section of the body beneath him. This dissimilarity made Brain unable to control the last bit of his actions much longer. It eventually sent him over the edge. The release came along with a loud groan.

Ray softly pulled back his hand, and stared at it for some indecisive seconds. Then he curiously looked at Brian. The small blond leant back against the sofa, his eyes closed.

Then Ray asked in a low voice, “Um…, do you have something… to get rid of this?” He pointed at his hand, which was covered with Brian’s cum.

“Sure, just a sec… let me check…”

Brian searched his bag next to the sofa for the clean towel but found only the dirty one.

“Whoops… Sorry, I… where is the tidy…“

However, when he turned he saw Ray taking care of the problem all by himself. He simply licked his hand clean.

“Holy shit.”

Brian quickly had to take his eyes off Ray and grabbed the towel to take care of himself. He tossed it back into his bag and then looked at Ray.

Ray was grinning and then said, pointing at the TV, “Oh look. The lion got the zebra!”

Brian frowned.

“Are we talking about the documentations?”

“What else?”

Brian just could not resist that grin. He literally jumped Ray and fiercely pushed his tongue into the older one’s mouth. Ray moaned in surprise. He wrapped one arm around his young lover above him, the fingers of the other hand dug into the blonde’s mane.

Their passionate kiss was interrupted by slow footsteps coming closer from the hallway.

“Shit, Tom! I almost forgot him!” Brian whispered in shock.

Ray laughed.

“Not almost. You did entirely forget about him!”

“And whose fault is that?”

“Hey, don’t tell me you would like to rewind that!”

“Not in a thousand years.” Brian admitted honestly, turned off the TV, then grabbed his bag and Ray’s hand and they made their way out of the room.

Tom pinned his tired eyes on Brian and said, “I’m done with the garden now and…“

“You’ve got the evening off, Tom.”

The old man was confused at first but then accepted with a thankful bow. He wordlessly went to get his coat.

“Doesn’t he live here with you?”

“He’s got his own flat somewhere in the town but when it gets late he usually can stay in the guestroom.”

“I see.”

“But… today it’s still early and he will be gone in about two minutes. So… we’ve got the entire house to ourselves.”

He said it slowly, stretching every keyword.

“I see. So, what do you suggest? Watching TV?”

“Good idea!”

Ray smiled inwardly. It was so easy to let go and give in to this.

With Brian.

He followed his lover upstairs, letting the blond lead him to his room.
There, Brian locked the door shut and threw his bag in a corner.

“Your mom won’t like you being so careless about your stuff.”

“Who cares about what my mother wants?”

He flew into Ray’s arms, locking his lips over the other’s mouth and urging him to continue where they had left off.

Ray smiled softly and unhurriedly took care of Brian’s pleading tongue.

He cautiously manoeuvred the two of them towards the bed while they were drowning in one another’s kiss. Ray somehow managed to win the battle and kept the kiss slow…achingly slow.

Brian could not help a loud moan escaping his throat. He let himself to be dragged along. When Ray pulled him closer and they both fell down on the bed the blond felt the taller one’s erection hard against his upper thigh.

He broke the kiss and breathed: “Maybe we should take care of you now?”

“I thankfully agree.”

Ray placed his hands on Brian’s hips and rolled the younger one underneath him. Brian smiled up at him and then pulled his head down into a wild kiss. Ray let him take control while he was busy ridding him of his tee. He carelessly tossed it on the floor and soon after his shorts, the rest of their clothes followed.

As they both were naked, Brian assiduously touched the older one’s broad chest, tracing every muscle, memorising everything. Ray let out a content sigh.

“You’ve got magical hands, baby,” he whispered, his lips barely touching Brian’s ear. Then he planted a soft kiss right underneath his chin.

“Look who’s talking.” Brian laughed. After a few seconds, he added, “Ray?”

“Yes?”

“Do you really want to do this?”

“I really want to do this.”

“No doubts?”

“No doubts… any more.”

Ray kissed Brian on the forehead and then moved to get the lube and condoms from the bedside table.

Ray had never done this before. Nevertheless, he knew what to do - technically.

Brian sent him a bright smile. “Everything will be fine, Ray. I trust you, you know?”

Ray blushed. “I know.”

…


Ray was beautiful when he was breathless. Brian tightly wrapped his arms around the taller one’s hot and sweating torso above him, trying to focus not on the emptiness the aftermath brought about, but on the touch.

“That was awesome,” he whispered and buried his head in the dark brown strands of his boyfriend. A muffled, affirming groan was the answer.

“Brian? …Bri, I have to go.”

Ray rolled off the smaller blond and sadly smiled.

“That sounds so wrong. It sounds like we did something forbidden.”

Brian said it half-jokingly. Anyway, he knew that for Ray there was a truth to it.

He sighed softly when the other one replied, “My dad would think so.”

“And what do you think?”

“I think… does it matter?”

“Of course! Otherwise… I’m growing to dislike your dad. He’s got such an incredible influence on your conscience!”

“He hasn’t!”

Ray backed away and wanted to rise but Brian held him down by his wrist. A quick decision later he had his lips locked over Ray’s, keeping his grip firm on the other one’s arm. Ray first tried to get away but who could resist those incredible lips of Brian?

“Your dad would strongly disapprove of this, too.” Brian whispered.

“What’s this all about again?”

“It’s just a simple statement.”

Nevertheless, Ray got the hint. Still, he would not admit it. His pride was in the way.

“So you’re trying to tell me I’m under the bad influence of my dad. Okay, he doesn’t let me go to the training and all; he’s not perfect, but… What do you want anyway? Let me tell you one thing. This was the most awesome… sex I ever had!”

He had wanted to say ‘fuck’ but it had been much more to him than a fuck. Sex sounded a little more subtle, maybe.

“Why are you still so nervous to kiss, even to touch me?”

“It’s all new to me!”

“Oh, stop that rubbish! You got along with it pretty well, honey! And I think you’ve got enough self-confidence to admit that!”

Ray glared at him and hastily redressed. Grabbing his stuff, he rushed out of the door. He knew that Brian was right. However, it was difficult for Ray to accept it, especially the part about his dad.

TBC