Tucker Gets More Than He Bargained For

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Chapter: Tucker Gets More than he Bargained For

Author: Axel Otto

The spring of our senior year was something else. Prom caused a hell of a whirlwind for me, including lots of after school sex and in-school blowjobs, (yes, I was that guy) from every girl in a 10-mile radius who wanted to be my girlfriend so we could inevitably win prom king and queen. Quick spoiler, none of it worked. Yes, I was prom king, but no, none of the girls I was with won. Instead, some kind-eyed brunette won. She had a boyfriend, but I won king instead of him by some strange twist of fate. So I basked in the glory of winking at some pissed-off dude as I danced with his girlfriend in front of the whole school, and it felt great. 

But aside from prom season, there was a little more to my senior spring that's worth talking about, and his name is Cain Anderson.

Cain and I were working on a project for our history class one day after school at his house. He seemed like a normal enough kid, had good grades, and was even in most of my classes. He was that one kid that you'd probably look past at a party or in class, but then when you actually took a second to look at him you realized that he wasn't bad looking and that the dimples in his cheeks were honestly kinda hot.

By now, you probably know me. I'm blunt, I'm a dick, and I don't take no for an answer. And that's how I ended up fucking my first dude.

"So, you gay?"

I was in the middle of chewing on the apple I had just taken a bite out of, so Cain asked me to repeat the question, even though the red tint to his cheeks made me think he heard me anyway.

I swallowed. "Are you into guys?"

I remember Cain turning even redder, avoiding my stare as he rushed a quick, "No! No! What? Who said that?"

I laughed at his expense. Remember, I'm a dick.

"Chill, Cain. It was only a question."

I wasn't enough of a dick to keep pestering him about it, so we resumed the silence that had settled since we had sat ourselves down on the floor of his room, our textbooks and laptops open as we worked.

I remember looking at him a lot, trying to rationalize why I was in the mood to shut my laptop and straddle his skinny waist. By the time five o'clock came around, I had come to the conclusion that I was horny, and I really needed to do something about that.

Cain shut his laptop and took a deep breath of annoyance. "I fucking hate this class."

I agreed, shutting my own computer and packing up my bag. He stood up then, cracking his back, stretching himself out. His body was slim, unlike my own muscular frame. He was pale, but he pulled it off really nicely, just like Tuck did.

I think I had stared at him for far too long because when my eyes met his a few minutes later, his face was bright red and he made it a point to avoid my gaze. That's when I decided he would definitely be into me, (but let's face it, who wouldn't be?) despite his whole "oh, no, I'm totally not gay!" speech from earlier.

"So you sure?" Is what I think I asked him, not even trying to hide the fact that I was undressing him with my eyes.

He blushed again. "What are you talking about?"

I refrained from laughing, then leaned over and shut his bedroom door even though we were the only ones home.

"Axel," he threatened, his voice low. "I'm sure," he said, realizing what I was referencing. Despite the apparent conviction behind his words, I smirked.

"Oh, bull shit," I told him, letting my backpack fall from my shoulder as I took a few steps towards him. He stepped backwards until his ass was landing on his bed. I snickered, still walking up to him. He crawled his way to the headboard of his bed, giving me this fearful, wide-eyed, don't-come-any-closer, utterly terrified look. But I never gave up on conquests, and Cain being a boy didn't change that.

I made my way up on the bed, straddling his small frame as he practically whimpered underneath me. "Axel, you...I... this--"

I cut off his little breathy rant with an eye roll and a passionate kiss. He, of course, moaned right into my lips and pulled my body closer to his. I remember pulling away from his grip and snickering. "Yeah, sure," I said. "You totally don't want me."

And then we fucked.

And yes, it was one of the best high school fucks I ever had. That's why, a week later, he was in my bedroom ass naked, as I towered atop of him, kissing his lips harshly and allowing my hands to touch any piece of him I could get. I was still in boxers, but I was really ready to get started. Well I was, until Tuck walked in.

"Axel can I borrow your textbook, I for-- holy shit!"

I remember hearing the door shut right as I looked up. I thought he had probably bolted, hence the sound of the door shutting, but he was standing in front of the closed door, staring at us, more specifically at me.

"Uh, Tucker?" I asked, his eyes snapping up from my body to meet my eyes. "COULD YOU GET THE FUCK OUT?"

"UH, oh my god, yes, uh, I need the textbook, " Tuck began looking around anxiously for my backpack, spotting it in the far corner of my room a few seconds later. "Found it," he mumbled, zipping my bag shut. He stood back up and just paused, his eyes roaming over the two of us for far too long.

"Tucker if you don't get the fuck out in two seconds, I swear to God I'll fuck your brother next." Yeah, that might have been a bit much, but I was pissed, and my dick was getting soft.

Tuck's eyes snapped up to mine. His glare narrowed in on me, his hands balled into fists. He was furious.

"Well, sorry Ax, sorry naked chick-whoops, pardon me, I forgot Axel fucks boys now. Sorry naked boy under Ax. By the way, GET A HOBBY, OTTO!" The door slammed. I felt a growl brewing in my chest. I hated when people told me what to do.

"God that's a boner ruiner," I mumbled, Cain chuckling.

"For you, maybe. But I'm still up for it."

I snickered, then leaned down and kissed him. We ended up fucking, and when he left, I stormed into Maggie's room, knowing Tuck was in there from the sound of the giggles that had been permeating through my wall for the past hour.

"Maggie, get out," I told her as soon as I opened the door to her room. She was sitting on the floor of her room, Tuck sitting on the bed, both of them with their school stuff open. They were such nerds.

Tuck stood up instantly, practically puffing his chest out. "No, Maggie stay," he was talking to her, but he was looking at me. He knew what this was about.

I didn't let my eyes leave Tuck's. "Out, Magdalene. Your boyfriend and I have something to discuss," I spat.

"Stay, Maggie!" Tuck's voice had gotten louder, and he had stepped closer to me. I really wish I had made an effort to put on pants, and not just my boxers and a t-shirt. I felt vulnerable next to him.

My eyes diverted to my sisters and I spoke to her in our native German, "Maggie If you don't get out right now, you two are over. You know that I can make that happen."

She shut the book she was reading, placed it on the ground, and walked passed me and out the door, shutting it gently, without another word. Tuck was aghast.

"What the fuck did you just say to my girlfriend?"

I snorted. "She may be your girlfriend, but she's my sister. I told her to leave."

Tuck was snarling at me. "What the hell are you making such a big deal out of, Otto? So what, I walked in on you having sex, it's not like I was oblivious to the fact you're a whore."

"You embarrassed me in front of Cain! You're not supposed to do that, you're my best friend! And god, would it have killed you to just do your damn homework after I fucked him?"

"Axel, do you even hear yourself? You're disgusting! You didn't even defend yourself when I called you a whore, and by the way, you need to go get tested for STDs because with the amount of places that dick has been, I don't want to even look at you until I know you don't have syphilis or some shit."

"That is not the point here, Tucker! Apologize to me for being an asshole!"

"Me, apologize to you? You threatened to fuck my brother!"

"WELL YOU'RE FUCKING MY SISTER!"

"If you hadn't noticed, Axel. YOUR SISTER IS STILL A DAMN VIRGIN BECAUSE I CAN'T SEEM TO GET MY DICK ANYWHERE NEAR HER PERFECT LITTLE ASS WITHOUT YOU GETTING IN THE FUCKING WAY!"

The next thing I knew, Tuck and I were in a full-blown fistfight. I think I came on to him first. I got three good consecutive punches to his nose before he was able to get me to the ground and hit me a few times.

Maggie came in a few seconds later, frantically screaming and ripping Tucker off me. I remember spitting blood in his face the second I opened my eyes, and he tried to throw another punch at me, but I kicked him in the nuts and watched him fall to his knees instead.

The three of us sat in silence, heavily breathing and assessing the damage the two of us had done. Blood was cascading down Tuck's face, and I probably looked the same. He had a large bruise forming at his eye, and I imagined I did too. Maggie stood up from where she had fallen in an exasperated heap on the floor, and moved to go help Tucker with his bleeding.

I jumped up off the ground and pushed Maggie's hands away from Tuck before she could do anything. Then I grabbed him by the elbow and pulled him up off the ground and dragged him to my bathroom. I told him to sit down on the toilet, and then I got to work cleaning all the blood off him.

I went through an entire roll of paper towels trying to clean us both up. I wiped blood from Tuck's face and neck as he sat on the toilet seat doing the same for me. We took both of our shirts off and tossed them in the trash. They had collected too much blood to ever be worn again.

Once the both of us were pretty much clean, I gave Tuck a tissue to hold at his nose. It was still bleeding.

"Oh boys," my mother's voice entered our ears, both of us turning to the doorway to see her lean frame leaning against the hard wood. She was shaking her head. "What am I going to do with the two of you?"

"Don't worry, Rachel," Tuck said, using his free hand to grab my waist and pull me down onto his lap. "We're fine."

She laughed. "You always are. Now go apologize to Mags, she's terrified, claiming that you two will never make up."

I snorted. "It's like she doesn't even know us."

Tuck and my mom laughed, then we watched her disappear through my bathroom door. I leaned back into Tuck's body, throwing my arm around his neck and pulling him into a sort-of hug.

"I'm sorry, Tuck," I told him quietly. "I'm the biggest dick there is." Tuck's chuckles vibrated against my naked chest.

"I know. But I love you."

I squeezed him tighter. "Love you too, Oaks. Now let's go find my sister."


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