Country Boys

*Timmy\'s View*

Daylith opened the fridge and I saw him glance up at my face before looking away and focusing on the food selection.

"Hm, you want a turkey sandwich?" He asked while reaching for the slices of turkey.

"Yea, sure."

He stood up straight, turkey in hand, and rested his arm on the open refrigerator door while staring me in the eyes. He had a skeptical yet questioning look on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"You\'re thinking about Marcus aren\'t you? Stop it." He said sternly.

I wasn\'t really sure what to say, but it was true. I couldn\'t stop picturing the way Marcus looked at me. His quick glance was as good as a finger pointing directly at me; I knew I was his target. I\'m sure Daylith knew just as well that Marcus\'s truce will involve me somehow.

I couldn\'t shake this dreadful feeling; I was just so tired of dealing with Marcus.

"You\'re right. I\'ll stop." I said, hoping that sounded believable.



*Daylith\'s View*

The way Marcus looked at Timmy annoyed me too, but I wasn\'t going to worry about it because I knew he couldn’t do anything to Timmy with me around.

Timmy went over to the counter and poured each of us something to drink while I made a couple of sandwiches.

We brought our food into the living room so we could eat while watching TV.

Timmy was still stuck in one of his silent spells. His face looked focused on the TV, but I knew his mind was elsewhere. I was actually getting a little frustrated, so I decided to play around a little and try to lighten the mood.

"So… say something." I said to him.

He turned to look at me. "What do you want me to say?" He asked with a mouth full of turkey and bread.

"I don\'t know, but for all this silence we could be having sex, you don’t need much talken for that."

Timmy almost choked because of my comment and I couldn\'t help but grin while he guzzled down his juice.

"You alright?" I asked, even though I knew he was.

"Yea." He gave me a strange look, "How do you just come out and say stuff like that?"

"Uh.. I open my mouth and say it. Why, you wouldn\'t tell me when you wanna do it?"

Timmy looked at me, his cheeks looked a little red, but he didn\'t answer.

I cocked an eyebrow, "Well, wouldn\'t you?"

"No, I\'m not like you." He said with a look on his face that I said I should\'ve known that already.

It never occurred to me that Timmy might be holding some feelings in because of shyness. I guess it was stupid on my part to think that having sex once would make him open up to me completely.

I ate the last bit of my sandwich before saying, "Yea but, I thought you\'d feel more comfortable by now."

"Well… I do, in a way. I just… wouldn\'t really know what to say." Timmy said, obviously embarrassed.

I liked how all of his attention was finally on me; the only thing now was to keep it that way.

"Um, how about you say… Daylith fuck me." I said flatly.

He laughed and mumbled, "Yea right."

"I\'m serious," I said while leaning in closer to him, "it would really turn me on to hear you say that."

He looked at me nervously.

I wanted to take away what made him nervous; I wanted his feelings for me to be unbounded, but I only knew of one way to break his apprehensive side.

I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. I made it subtle so that our lips barely touched, mainly to toy with him, and make him want more.

"Come on, tell me to take you again." I said quietly while planting kisses along his jaw line. I started to lean back and he followed so that he hovered over me. He gripped the side of the couch so he wouldn\'t fall forward.

I used my hands to pull him in for another kiss, only this time I didn\'t hold back for subtlety. I licked his soft lips and he opened his mouth to take in my tongue. I tugged on his waist a bit, trying to get him to lay down without having to stop kissing.

He got the message and rested his body on top of mine. I slid my hand down his back and pushed four fingers into the back of his pants to reach for the smooth skin of his ass.

"Come on, tell me you want it." I pleaded once again before kissing his neck.

He pressed his hips harder against my waist so I could feel his erection while saying, "Can\'t you tell?"

I loved his random acts of boldness, and I tried not to smile as we continued to kiss.

I tried pulling his shirt off, but struggled a little, so he lifted himself up to help me out. Once his body was exposed, I slid my hands over his smooth stomach until I reached his firm chest.



*Timmy\'s View*

His hands grasped my back to pull me closer. I felt his warm wet mouth enclose over my nipple. He licked and kissed my chest, while lightly grazing his teeth over my skin until he reached my neck. My skin felt extremely sensitive and I shuddered as his soft lips trailed over my body.

I ducked my head in closer to his so I could kiss him while sifting my fingers through his short black hair.

I don\'t think I could ever tell him, but I actually love him. Even though I\'d never confess such girly feelings, I hoped he felt something similar towards me.

I pulled the collar of his shirt down as far as I could and kissed his exposed skin. He carried the faint taste of salt from the sweat he worked up earlier, and I was certain my skin tasted the same.

He grabbed the left cheek of my ass to pull my hips hard against his while using his free hand to lead my face to his. Our lips slid against each other, wet with each others saliva, as his tongue ravaged my mouth.

I felt each heavy breath escape his nose before he pulled away to say, "Come on, let\'s continue this upstairs."

I agreed with the idea and got off of him to go upstairs. He followed from behind and kept rushing me to get up the stairs.

Once I reached the top step he grabbed me from behind and pushed me towards his bed.

He used his weight against me to bring me down onto the bed where he spared no time to get my pants off.

"You didn\'t even take your shirt off yet." I argued.

"Oopse." He said playfully while quickly pulling his shirt over his head. "Anything else you\'d like me to take off?"

"How about everything?" I said smugly.

He grinned, "Sounds good."

He stood up to remove the rest of his clothes then climbed back on the bed. Our joking mood disappeared like it never happened once our lips met again.