A BREEZE ON THE GRASSLAND

CHAPTER ELEVEN

I heard the voices of the guests as we came down. I sulked looking Melvin and he shrugged. It was my family who came. They were sitting in the drawing room.

"Dad…mom… you never told me…..” I accused them.

"But you’re here son.” Dad said. "We told you yesterday but you were dreaming like always you did…”

Everyone laughed. Caroline and Melvin were talking. I sat with them and listened. Sarah went to the kitchen with mom and ma’am. It was after seven at the evening and still rained heavy.

"What your friend give you on your birthday…Mel?” dad asked Melvin.

"Nothing….” Melvin shrugged. I went astray and looked guilty.

"I didn’t know….dad.” I stuttered and looked down the floor.

"It’s okay….Nick.” Melvin soothed me. "It’s raining when Nick came…Uncle.” He said to my dad. "He wanted to go and buy some gift for me but I told him not to go because of the rain. Therefore, he slept. You know he was sick.”

"He promised me he will make it tomorrow….” he added without looking me.

I nodded. Obviously, I had decided this when ma’am told me.  But how did he knew? Ma’am came and told us the dinner was ready. Melvin led us to the dining room. He was shy and blushed at the attention everyone paid to him. I was silent through out the dinner. I sat between Melvin and Caroline and the elders sat other side of the table.

"So… Melvin is a Gemini …” dad said. 

I looked at dad. I knew what he was going to say. "I’m a Gemini too.” I said before dad. "I born on may thirtieth.”

Melvin looked at me and had a pleased look on his face. "I never had a friend who is Gemini.”  He stated.

"Do you believe this…?” I asked him and he said yes. In truth I believed too.

"This explains everything…” Ma’am said. "Their good looks….dreaming…. interest in music…”

"And the temper too…” mom added and everyone laughed. I kept my face straight. I knew my parents.

Ma’am excused us and went to the kitchen. She came back with one bottle and glasses and gave it to dad. Melvin looked at me and hid a smile. I watched dad filling the glasses and felt something moving on my thigh. I kept my pose, with moved slowly my right hand down to my thigh, and grabbed Melvin’s hand. He and my sister were exchanging some jokes. He did not pull his hand and stopped where it was. Leaving his hand on my thigh, I slowly opened my fly and seized his palm again.

I want to punish him pestering me. I tightened my fingers around his palm and moving up; I placed it in my opened fly. My dick was semi hardened and I set his palm over my cock and pressed it down. I did not let him go. He kept his face firm and continued talking with my sister. Dad looked at me and I raised my hand to the table but Melvin’s hand rested over my hard cock.  

"Son, take your glass….” he said with a smile. "Melvin… this is for you….”

"No….” we both said in same time.

"It’s only vine….” Dad said. "It’s okay…. I’m not giving you both more than one peg.”

Mom nodded. "Don’t be shy….Nick” ma’am said. "I don’t tell…”

I tasted beer and champagne before and occasionally whisky when I attend someone’s marriage or birthday. Moreover, I was shy and not wanted to drink with my parents and teacher but they were encouraging. I took my glass and looked at Melvin. He looked at me and took his glass. He was blushing. Dad raised his glass and we followed him.

"Many…. many returns of the day…” he sang and we chorused.

His hand still was inside of my fly. I finished my drink and put the glass down. Then I lowered my hand and released his hand. I had to straighten my cock to one side so I would not embarrass when I get up. I was sure my shirt would hide my arousal because I did not insert the shirt when I came down.

Melvin had finished his drink. Dad was filling the glass again. I thanked ma’am for her cooking and excused me from the table. I wanted to be alone sometime. Dad told me he would call me when we go home. I left the table and went to the drawing room.

"Want to relax….?” I didn’t knew when he followed me. I was standing near the window staring at the darkness ahead.

"Yeah…” I said and followed him to his room.

"What was that you doing…” I asked him when we were safely in his room.

"What…?” he asked locking the door and then opening his closet.

"Rubbing on my thigh….” I remembered him.

 "Oh…that…!” he smiled. "I was encouraging you to drink the vine. But you misunderstood me and……” he did not finish and looked fiercely at me.

"Then why didn’t you pull your hand? You wanted too… I know…” I smiled impishly.

"Think what you like….” He turned to me carrying a half bottle of red vine. "I know you would be shy to drink in front of our parents. So…..” he shrugged.

"Is ma’am knew….?” I asked. He shook his head. "No… I bought this specially for you….”

He took two glasses and filled one full and another half. He gave me the full glass and took himself for the half. "For your good health…..” I cheered and sipped. He emptied the glass in one sip and made a face.

"Not for me….” he said and watched me. I finished my drink looking his wide eyes and kept the glass down on the table.

"Why wouldn’t you drink from the bottle…?” Melvin asked and looked at me challenging. I shook my head.

"No more…” I said. "I don’t want dad to know….”

But Melvin filled the glass again and smiled. "I know you are a man….Nick.”

I smiled too picking the glass and emptying it in a breath. Then I picked the bottled and emptied it too. Melvin’s mouth fell open as I put the bottle down.

"Why do you hate me this much…Melvin?” I asked. "I know I hurt on your first day in school but you know why. Anyhow I am sorry because I did that. So can we be friends….at least…?”

"Yes… we are friends Nick…. But not in that way you are hoping.” He said. "I’m not one of your birds…”

I turned to face him. "I have Martin….” He said.

"You are saying this because you can jealous me…” I said.

"So… you’re jealous…?” he mocked.

"You know Mel….” I pulled him to me and grabbed his hand. I pressed his hand over my aroused cock and ran over it. "I’m like this when you are around. I never felt this with any other one. You know…?”

He looked at his hand then my face. I embraced him tight and kissed him on mouth. He did not push me away. I sucked and squeezed his full lips. He stood as he was numb and I tightened my embrace more….

"I waited for a long time…” I released his lips and whispered. He wiped his mouth.

"You are drunk….Nick” he said softly. "Vine is making you crazy….”

May be… but I knew what I was doing. I crushed him again my hold and kissed his mouth. He gave in but kept his hand on his sides. I opened his jeans’ zipper and poking my hand inside pulled down his brief down then rubbed his semi hardened little dick and the soft mound. He has some smooth hairs there. I caressed his cock as sucking his lips. Then I released his dick and opened my fly. I struggled to free my hard rod and led it into his opened fly. I grabbed his buttocks and forced him to press on me. My dick pressed hard on his crotch and slipped on the pre cum. I floated in a dream and could not believe myself this was happening.

I was satisfied. I did not want more. His soft and warm body pressed tight on me. I stood there holding him tight and sucking his lips and my cock pressed on his crotch and did not know how long.

"Nick…. Are you sleeping..?” Melvin whispered. I looked into his eyes. I had released his mouth. My dick had softened. I freed him from my embrace. He pulled his misplaced brief and closed his fly.

"I’m sorry Mel…. Really sorry…” I muttered between straightening my cloths. "I didn’t mean to do… I am sorry… please…Forgive me…I wasn’t myself….”

"It’s okay….Nick.” he said. "Just relax…. I’m not going to tell anyone…”

I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I carefully watched me on the mirror. My face seemed flushed a little because of the vine and eyes were red. I never had drink this much but I was on myself. Melvin stood where he was before and watched me in bathroom. I dried my face and came back to the room. I watched him and waited for him to say something. But his face revealed nothing.

"Mel…” I called him softly. His lips were redder and a little puffy. I had squeezed them between my teeth and sucked them very hard for a long time. However, why he did not struggled to free him or not pushed me away. I could not understand him.

"Do you want lay down for sometime….? Mel asked me as if nothing had happened before.

"No…” I said.

What happened to me? I thought. It was not like before. I never stopped to take advantage before if they were yielding. I never wasted a chance before. I knew if I push forward, he would not stop me. However, I could not. I only kissed him. I only wanted to kiss him. If it were any other boy other than Melvin, I would be banging him more than once for whole the time I kissed Melvin.

We spent the time silently watching each other’s face. It was ten o’clock when dad called me to go home. We thanked ma’am and Melvin for the invitation and dinner. I saw dad watching me carefully. I kept my face down and sat with Caroline and Sarah on the back seat. Ma’am and Melvin stood at the gate waving their hands. Rain had stopped.

I looked back and saw Melvin closing the gate.

"Son… what was you both were doing alone?” dad asked me.

"Nothing dad… we talked…” I answered covering my mouth with my hand.

"What did you drink…? Whisky or beer….?” He asked suddenly.

"No… it was vine…?” I said without thinking. Mom and dad laughed.

"But dad…it was his birthday and ….” I murmured.

"So, he gave you a special treat….” Dad nodded. "It’s all right son... Don’t make it a routine.”

"I won’t…” I promised. Of course… he gave me a special treat and making it a routine… I was not sure. I do not know how he would behave next day we meet. Everyone was talking but I keep my silence.

I did not wait for everyone when we reached home, mumbled a goodnight, and went to my room. I heard dad saying "it’s the vine he drink.” I opened the door to my room, closed it entering in, and locked. Then turned on the faint bulb and peeled of my cloths in a hurry. I picked a half trouser and pulling it up on legs went toward bathroom. I took a pee. My cock was warm and semi hardened in my hand. I shook off the last drops and pulled the trouser to my waist.

I left the door ajar and went to sleep. I waited and waited but sleep did not come to me. I remembered the taste of his lips. My rod was hard and felt hot. The vine was doing its work on me. I massaged my tummy and my cock hard and wished Melvin was with me. What I wanted was sex and wanted it then. Melvin had aroused me and I wanted someone to cool me. Many faces came in but they cannot come or I could not go to them in the night. They were far from me. Jijo….. Yes…! He is near and I can go to him.

I sat on the bed and looked at the clock. It was half past eleven. I got up from the bed and picked a dark T shirt then wore it walking toward the door. I opened the door without making a sound and closed it. I stood there listening. Everyone was asleep and only a faint bulb over the stairs was on. I climbed down the stairs slowly without making a sound and reaching down went towards kitchen and opened the door to the backside of house. I wore my outside slippers kept on the veranda and closed the door softly and pulled the stopper in its place. Rain had stopped but the wind was blowing.

It was an embarrassing situation if anyone had seen me. My cock stood erect in my trousers pointing forward. I crossed the yard fast, opened the gate slowly, and step down in the road. Closing the gate; I walked fast to Jijo’s house. I knew where his room is. I opened the small picket gate and went to the back corner of the house. His room has a door opening to the back yard. I knocked softly on the door and waited. Nothing happened so I knocked again this time hardly. I heard the noise someone get up and the turning of the switch. I hide in darkness. Jijo opened the door and looked outside.

"Who is it…?” he asked

I showed me in the light coming through the window and smiled.

"Open the door…” I said impatiently.

"Nick… what’s the….” He vanished from the window and within a second the door was open. I rushed inside, closed the door, and locked it. Jijo stood surprised to see me this time of night.

"Nick… what happened…?” he asked.

"This happened….” I pointed to my middle, pulled down the trouser, and freed me from it. Jijo looked at my standing sword and smiled. I dragged him to me and kissed him hungrily. He seized my cock and caressed it as I pulled over my T shirt and threw it.

"Nick… light….” He whispered.

"Keep it on…” I said and pulled his trouser down. "Your mother…?” I asked.

"It’s her and grandpa’s night shift…” he assured me as freeing his legs from the trouser.

I turned his back to me and forced him to bend. He bent and placed his hands on the bed and grabbed. I stood behind him and parted his legs wide. My rod pointed to his ass like a javelin. I forced my middle forward and grabbing my cock, led it to his ass and pushed. He pushed him back and took my shaft full in his ass. I seized his hips and thrust fast and violently. The slamming sound of our bodies echoed in the room. Jijo groaned and asked me to slow. But I kept my pace and plunged with more speed. Jijo lowered himself on the bed raising his ass to me. My hands left his lips and I put my palms down on the bed supporting me and continued pounding.

I sweated and panted. I lowered on him, bit his neck, and exploded in his ass. We both panted and took deep breathes. I emptied in his hole but not satisfied. My shaft was still hard. I pulled out and supported Jijo to stand. His body was damp with his and mine sweat.  I climb to the bed and lay on my back opening my legs wide. My cock stood erect pointing to the ceiling. I urged Jijo to climb on me. He mounted on me and rose to sit. His butt was raising straight on my cock and he grabbed my shaft with one hand. I parted his buttocks and opened his hole then forced him on my erect cock. Semen spewed from his ass to my pubic. I forced him to sit on my rod and it slipped in very easily.

"You are drunk…..” he whispered.

"Hmmm…..” I said as seizing his hips and helped him to ride on me.

"Faster…” I urged him as shoving my shaft inside him.

Jijo bit his lips as he moved faster. My hands left his hips and clutched on the bed as I raised my middle and thrust my rod faster and faster in his hole. He set both his palms on my abdomen to support him. We pay no heed to the sound we made and forgot his grandma was sleeping the other room or she would hear us.

Sweat dropped down on the bed and drenched it. Our breathings were noisy. We moaned and groaned loudly. My legs were wide open and I clutched the bed tight and thrust faster and faster. Jijo struggled to stay on me and he grabbed my cock and kept it straight in his ass. I let out a loud oooh…, bent my middle and legs upward shoving my rod full into his hole, and exploded. My cock throbbed as if it was bursting and jerked. Jijo tightened his ass around my dick and moved faster. I lay panting and breathing hard. My legs fell straight on the bed and middle lowered to the bed. My cock still jerked and throbbed inside him and I felt the hot semen filling his ass.

Jijo weakened and his body was steaming hot. I gestured my chin and he fell on my chest.

"Jijo….” I panted. He raised his face and kissed my mouth. I opened my mouth and took his lips. My hands enfolded him and I squeezed his lips. I continued until we were relaxed. I knew he was tired. I turned him sticking to me and laid him on the bed. I was on top of him. My cock had not softened. I kissed and licked his face. He tasted salty because of the sweat.

"Nick….did you take something….” he asked softly.

"No….Why…?” I said parting his thighs wide and raising his buttocks. His buttocks felt sticky. He shook his head and bent his legs. I led my hard rod into his opened ass and pushed. I hold him in my hands and moved slowly inside him till I cum. I did not let him to rest after that. I stayed inside him and repeated this. I did not know how many times I fucked him that night. His ass filled with my semen and made noises as thrust faster.

At last I released him and slipped down to the bed. My cock had quenched it thirst and was sleeping in the thick forest. My foreskin was down, my cock’s head looked redder, and the pubic hairs were soaked and stick to my skin. Jijo’s eyes were shut but he wasn’t sleeping. He became red in color and his legs were open bent at the knees up. His ass stayed open and was sore. His buttocks and thighs were redder. Semen leaked from his open ass.

"Jijo… are you all right…” I asked

"Hmmm….” 

"I’m going now… meet you in day….” I bent and kissed his flushed cheek. He opened his eyes and watched me searching my clothes and pulling it on. It was after four in the morning I left him and went home. I walked slowly rummaging around for anyone seen me but it was empty. I opened the gate and walked backside to the kitchen. Silently and slowly I opened the door and entered the house. It was the same as I left before. I locked the door from inside and climbed the stairs to my room without making a sound. I sighed entering my room and placing the stopper in its place. I set the alarm on seven o’ clock and dropped down on the bed.  spreading my legs wide on the bed, I shut my eyes and slept.