Teetering

How do all! Just a little something I wrote not too long ago and decided to post it here finally. Orignally titled \"Back Rub On The Front Side\", but I decided that it didn\'t quite fit it so i changed it.
All characters within were created by myself and belong to ME!
Feedback appreciated.

It\'s m/m... so if you don\'t like then don\'t read! Also some mild drug use (they smoke a little weed, that\'s all).

Teetering

The cool draft blew through the open window and across my naked body. Light goose bumps raised up on my skin. My eyes fluttered open for a moment before slipping shut once more. I had been on the verge of sleeping for a couple of hours, but I could not seem to slip past the final barrier and drift into a deep sleep that I knew was coming. I had been awake for about 10 days. I could feel my body begin to protest the lack of rest I was giving it.

\"Please, just a few hours. Please.\" My voice sounded to small, barely making a whisper past my lips.

Almost on cue my phone rang. I reached over and grabbed it from my bedside table.

\"Terry? You still awake?\"

\"Yes I am Dan.\"

\"What\'s up with that?\" Dan knew about my insomnia.

\"Dunno, been lying here for a couple of hours. Can\'t seem to do it.\" I sighed.

\"I think I know what you need. I\'ll be there in 10.\"

\"Um, okay.\" I knew I had no say in what was going to happen. I grabbed at the sheet that was tossed in a heap beside me. I pulled it over my waist and made no other to move from my bed. Dan had a spare set of keys and would let himself in.

Like clockwork I heard his car pull into the parking lot outside within 10 minutes of ending the phone call with him. Another 2 minutes pass and I hear the door to my apartment open. The door to my bedroom opens just a crack.

\"You still awake Terry?\"

\"Uh-huh,\" I replied. The door opened and Dan came inside. He walked softly across the carpeted floor of my bed room and he knelt down beside my bed. His fingers lightly ran through my short dark hair and sighed.

\"You poor boy,\" he whispered. I closed my eyes and smiled slightly at the feeling of his finger tips dancing across my scalp. So close, teetering. All I needed was a small push and I\'d be out.

Dan\'s fingers left my scalp. I left my eyes closed and listened to him grab some things from his pockets. I hear a lighter flick and I knew what I\'d be smelling next. And sure enough the sweet sweet smell of pot invaded my nose. The tip of the joint was placed against my lips and I parted them slightly, inhaling the thick smoke into my lungs slowly. I could hear the paper and pot crackle as it burned.

\"This isn\'t going to work you know. I smoked myself retarded the other night and just sat there.\" I said opening my eyes and looked at Dan. He gave me a sly smile and winked.

\"Only a small part in a grand scheme. Just you wait.\" He offered the joint again after taking his turn. Back and forth the joint went until it was too small for Dan to hold anymore and he dumped it in the ashtray on the floor.

\"Flip over,\" he commanded softly.

\"What?\" I gave him a puzzled look.

\"Just trust me.\" I slowly turned onto my stomach and turned my head so I could look out the window. The street lamp was shining through the window, illuminating my room just enough. I could feel Dan\'s weight come on the bed. Each knee on either side of my hips and I felt him seat himself gently on my ass. The first touches of his fingers on my back are hesitant. Soon he finds his nerve and his fingers apply gentle pressure just between my shoulder blades. I sucked in a shallow breath and bit my lip to suppress a moan that threatened to flow past my lips. His massage was slowly working up and down on either side of my spine. Up and down, across my shoulders, the base of my neck and back to the small of my back.

Dan was one of my very best friends. He was also sexy as fuck. Tall and lean, hypnotic green eyes and dark brown spiky hair that he liked to dye the tips of different colours. His eyelashes were so thick and long and had the right curl at the ends that girls hated him for having the lashes they always wanted but could never obtain no matter what mascara they used. He favored snug dark shirts and dark blue jeans with some sort of skate shoes. Dan and I had fooled around one night years ago after sharing a bed when very very drunk. He was such a good friend so I never tried anything more than what we did that night for fear of him freaking out. Plus mutual hand jobs are never really the way a happy relationship is started. And he never gave me any sort of indication that he had remembered it either.

\"Feel good?\" His soft voice broke into my thoughts. I opened my mouth to reply but the only sound that came out was a slight moan. I could feel the blush creeping up my face as Dan gave a small laugh. \"I\'ll take that as a yes.\"

His wondrous fingers continued their trek all over my back for a while longer, during which I couldn\'t help but moan a few more times as the knots were worked out of my muscles. I was melting into the mattress and I could feel myself getting hard. Thankfully I was lying on my stomach so Dan couldn\'t see. I almost thought I was going to fall asleep when he stopped and lifted himself from his seat. Confused I turned my head to the other side of the bed and saw him kneeling beside the bed, watching me.

\"Flip back over,\" he said quietly.

\"Huh?\" I really didn\'t want to.

\"Flip back over. Time for the back rub on the front side.\" His smile made something in my stomach drop just a little. I tried to protest more, that I didn\'t need that and I would be asleep soon.

\"Nonsense. Now come on and on your back.\" He reached over and gripped my shoulder, pulling me towards him, almost tipping me. I sighed hard and rolled over onto my back by my self. I saw his eyes sweep over my body and pause for a moment at the tent going on with the sheet I was still under before moving further down my body. He crawled back up on the bed beside me and once again, the first touches on his fingers were hesitant. It took a minute and then his hands were applying the same delicious pressure all down to my belly button and back up, across my shoulders. He followed a similar pattern like he used on my back, except his fingers would almost just ghost over my nipples. I would smash my eyes shut and bite my lip slightly to keep from making anymore noises.

His fingers traced curvy designs up my neck. They caught each of my ear lobes and tugged just a little before they were twisting up into my hair, massaging my head. I sighed and I felt like I sunk down just a little more. Not much more and then I\'d be asleep.

Dan was leaning so close to my face I could feel his gentle breath dancing across my face, slow and even. He had a scent of weed, mild mint and the faintest undertone of nicotine. The same as all 3 things he carried with himself everywhere; weed, gum and smokes. I was pretty sure if I puckered my lips slightly they would touch his. His nose was resting lightly against my face, his next to mine and when he would shift it was almost like he was giving me and eskimo-kiss. That would make me smile just a little.

\"Terry?\" His lips brushed against mine just slightly. I was wanted to just finish it already and kiss him, but my body remained glued to the bed. In response I made a questioning noise in the back of my throat. He started to say something, but it died as some mystery noise on his lips. My body stiffened slightly when they rested against mine softly. Maybe he was testing the waters, figured that if I didn\'t respond, or didn\'t respond well he could pass this simple gesture off as a mistake. So I pressed back before any one of those choices had to come into his mind. His fingers stilled their movements and just sort of held me as he turned it into a real kiss.

\"I\'ve got one more thing to help you. Just lie back and enjoy.\" His voice was taking on a raspy tone I had only heard once before. I nodded my head and he rewarded me with slowly dragging the tip of his tongue across my lips. I poked mine out to catch his for a second before he traced a tral down to the front of my throat.

His lips paused as one of his hands left my hair and tugged at the sheet that was still around my waist. The cool air hitting my now heating up body caused me to shiver a little. His tongue traveled back up my throat and he kissed me again. My brain short circuited as his tongue slipped in my mouth and his hand wrapped around my erection. I moaned into his mouth and lifted my hips a little. That caused Dan to pull away and chuckle slightly. His face lifted from mine and I watched through half-lidded as he quickly moved down the bed and his face paused over my erection. He flashed my some weird, almost knowing, look before his took the head into his mouth and sucking softly. A long moan left me and my hands gripped the sheets.

The fact that Dan\'s mouth was so skilled really surprised me but I was thankful for it. I was beginning to sweat and I wasn\'t speaking real words anymore. Dan had such a death-grip on my hips I couldn\'t really move. He was determined to let me enjoy this, but at his pace.

My voice started to rise as I could feel the orgasm building inside me. Dan upped his efforts as I was starting to shout. I practically screamed as my vision went white and I came.

I felt Dan slowly lick at my softening cock as I tried hard to stop
shaking. Pulling my sheet over my now spent body he leaning and kissed my forehead. I could feel myself finally falling over the edge.

\"Call my when you wake up,\" was the last thing I heard before sleep took me.

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