After Robbie Ray and I had our little escapade, I slept for a few hours. I woke up on the couch by myself. It was around 7 o'clock. Since it was the winter, it was a little dark out. Robbie Ray was in the kitchen frying something. Who knows what he fries nowadays. He was shirtless, but he was wearing plaid red sweatpants.
"Why are you wearing clothes? I've seen you're boner, I'm pretty sure you'll be fine in… nothing," I said teasingly.
"Well I got a little chilly," He said. "You were shivering a little too. I got you a little something." I looked down, not to see my sperm soiled boxers from the night before, but I saw his black sweatshirt and new silk boxers.
"Thanks," I said as I looked up. "But, you know I just want to go again."
He finished frying what turned to be just a grilled cheese sandwich, and he walked over to me. He started eating the sandwich and finished about half of it in thirty seconds. He slid his right arm under my knees, and he slid his left arm behind my back. He picked me up and took me to his bedroom.
Robbie Ray's bedroom was big. It was painted a light brown color. His bed had to bedside tables to the left and right of the bed. His blanket was silky black. The blinds were close on the windows that were on the wall across from the bed. He set me down on the bed after he drew back the covers. He left to go to the closet to my left (the door was to my right). The only light on in the room was the lamp on the table to my right. I reached over and turned it off. I quickly pulled off my sweatshirt, but I didn't want to take off the boxers because they felt so on my balls. The closet opened letting the fluorescent lighting into the room.
Robbie Ray was wearing black boxers. They weren't made of the same material of my silk ones. They were smaller. His bulge was bursting from it. The button on his boxers looked like they would burst. He was semi hard so his cock tip was peeking out from the bottom of his six inch long boxers. He walked to the foot of the bed and pulled the covers off, revealing my boner. He got onto the bed and crawled over next to me. I got up on my knees, and I swung my left knee to his right side. I was careful to make sure to put his crotch under mine. I stretched out across his chest and reached my lips to his. He immediately shot his tongue into my mouth. He rubbed his hands down my back into my boxers. His hands were cupped around my butt. I rubbed my hands up and down his hairy chest. I slid off of his crotch to his left side where I began pulling off my boxers. He stopped me and got on all fours in front of me. He put his teeth at my waistband and slowly moved down. My erection hit him on the nose and put my precum on his face.
He got onto his knees and crawled to where I was. He put his crotch to me face.
"Go ahead," he offered. I reached my hands to his bulging boxers and undid the button. His cock was already sticking out of the bottom of his boxers but I pulled out his ten inch cock, and I lapped up his precum. I looked up to see him half smiling. It wasn't a happy half smile. It was a smile that looked like he was plotting something evil. I couldn't have been more turned on. I put my mouth on his cock for the third time today. He began face fucking me. It took everything in me to not choke. He eventually started moaning and pulled out. My mouth was full of precum, so I swallowed it all. He got off of me, and I got ready to take him in my butthole. I got on all fours. He took off his boxers before he reached over to his bedside table. He pulled out a bottle of lube, and he lubed up his cock. He aimed for my asshole and entered hard.
I squinted in pain. He started pumping with his hands on my hips, and I began moaning in ecstasy. His balls were slapping against mine. I could feel him speeding up, and his hands were squeezing my hips harder. With one last hump, he sprayed his cum into my ass. He dismounted and fell to the left of the bed. Once again, I swung my left leg across his chest. He was under me. He jacked me off onto his chest and I licked the cum up.
He got up and walked to his bathroom. I fell asleep once again in his bed. He showered once more and came back to bed where we stayed until the morning.
Wow, I don't even like spending that much time on one story. Ok, review and gimme some ideas for different shows, books, movies, etc. Keep in mind my specialty is slash! I might be working on some Jakie Ray, Olie Ray, or Jakeson, or Coopson (Oh, and I need help with names. Gimme some suggestions through reviews).
PS. I DON'T OWN HANNAH MONTANA OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.