Is This Real? - Izell Stiles (good fiction books to read TXT) 📗

the other side of it. "Sorry!" I called out to them as they walked out. When I looked to the right, I saw that the counselor had a grim look on her face. I jumped to a conclusion of me being in trouble. 

 

"Um... did I do something wrong???" I asked. She shook her head slowly. "Your house... burned down this morning..." My eyes widened. "What? Are you kidding me???" I didn't know, but horror was written all over my face. "No... I'm not Izell... You parents were unfortunately, also caught up in the fire." I covered up my mouth with my hand to muffle a sob. "Oh my god..." I whispered into my hands. "I'm sorry, Izell. I'm very sorry." I ran out the door and went rushed outside as fast as I could, tears rushing down my cheeks as I ran across the field. I ran without stopping for about five minutes. 

 

I went over to an old shed and leaned my back on it, the tears still wetting my face and eyes. I sat down and covered my face with my hands. "Izell!!" I snapped my head up. I saw Marcus running towards the field. I stood up and hid behind the shed. He slowed to a jog when he was a few feet away from the shed. "C'mon Izell! I know your out here." I sighed, knowing he was right. But it doesn't mean that I'm going to give myself up, that's for sure. I walked away as slowly as I could so I wouldn't make any noise. 

 

SNAP!!

 

I stepped on a twig. "Ah shit!!" I swore under my breath. I yelped as I was tackled to the ground. "Izell, tell me what's wrong." I could feel Marcus's breath on the back of my neck as I shook my head. He sighed out of irritation. He flipped my body around so we were face to face. I tried to move, but he pinned my shoulders. "Let me go..." I said quietly, trying to avoid his eyes. "Not until you tell me what's wrong." He demanded. I sighed. "Fine..."I mumbled. "My house caught on fire... And my parents were caught up in it." My eyes started to sting again as Marcus pulled me in for a hug. It was sincere, warming, and comforting. "It's OK, I'm here for you." My tears fell off my face and landed on his back, leaving little wet spots on his light shirt.

 

"I was going to do this later, but it looks like you need this now..." I was about to question him, but then he kissed me. My eyes widened, but once my brain figured out what was happening, I close my eyes and started to kiss back. His lips were so warm and soft. We separated, my face a bright red, with his cheeks dusted with a pink blush. I tried to say something, but couldn't think of any words to say. Marcus stood up and signaled to me to get up as well. I stood next to him put my head on his arm, my face still a slight shade of red. "You're moving in with me." I lifted my head up and looked at him. "What? Why?" I asked him. "Cuz I said so." He started to walk away. "That's not an answer!!" I followed him. "Yes it is!!!" He started running. "Get back here!!!!!" I called out to him.

 

Let's Do It

 

           WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!! A LOT OF SMUTTINESS AND DIRTINESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS MEANS A LOT OF TOUCHING AND FEELING AND NUDITY AND DIRTY TALKING!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!

 

 

I sat in the guest room Marcus and his Grandparents gave to me with the door locked. I heard the door knob rattling and look at the knob with my eyebrows raised. 'Who the hell is that??' I think as the rattling continues. "Hey," It was Marcus."Are you in there??" I face palmed, thinking that it was a an intruder. I walked over to the door and unlocked it. He walked through, giving me a weird look. "Sorry," I apologized. "I just feel safer when the doors are locked..." I said while scratching my head, slightly embarrassed. Marcus chuckled with a suspicious smirk playing on his lips. "You shouldn't feel safe when your in a locked room with me." I laughed.

 

"Oh no, whatever shall I do." I said sarcastically and I raise my hands up, as if surrendering. He shuts the door by leaning on it and locked it. "Ummm... What are you doing???" I ask him, a little bit nervous and scared. He walks over slowly, and I walk backwards. I fall back on the bed, With Marcus on top of me. His hands slowly glide upwards on my thighs. I moan slightly. I cover my mouth, embarrassed for making such a sound in front of him. He takes my hands and pins them above my head. "Don't hide your moans, they're hot as hell." I blush as his head goes down to my neck. He finds my sweet spot immediately, nibbling it and licking at it. I moan again, but louder this time as he continues to attack my neck.

 

His free hand ventures towards my aching groin, leaving it on top of the pulsing bugle that rest in my pajamas. He lets go of my wrists and slides his other free hand up my shirt, playing and tweaking my nipple. I bite my bottom lip to hold back another moan that threatened to leave my mouth. He rubs my member through the flannel fabric. "M-Marcus, please stop teasing me..." I whimper as he continues to do what he wants. To think I was reduced to a moaning mess within seconds... He leans towards my ear, licking and nibbling the shell of it. "You know what you want, so beg for it." He demanded while squeezing me through my pants, making me thrust forward slightly.

 

Ugh... This is so demeaning... But I love it... " Marcus, pleasure me... I want you so bad, you don't even know." I pleaded. He laughed a little. "Man... You're an easy fuck." Somehow, through all the sexual tension, I manage to glare at him. "Fuck you." Marcus smirked. "No, fuck you."  He propped me up onto the bed and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I blushed as I could feel his member through his clothing. I looked down to see a huge bulge hiding in his thin pajamas. My eyes went wide and I grew even more nervous. 'Holy shit!!!! That's not gonna fit inside of me!!!!' I screamed in my head. He noticed me staring. He took his hand and caressed my face gently. I looked up at him shyly. He smiled. 

 

"Don't worry. If it hurts too much, we can stop." I smiled back at him. "You're too nice to- AH!" He slipped his hand into my pants and harshly gripped me. He started to pump me slowly, I moaned once again. He held the hem of my pants and pulled them down, my length springing to life. He blew on it, making me shiver in anticipation . He chuckled. "You're making it obvious that this is your first time."  I frowned at his response. "I don't give a damn." I really didn't care anymore. I wanted Marcus, and I wanted him now. He engulfed my member into his mouth. I kept my mouth closed, but I wasn't able to keep it up for too much longer. His tongue slid over the slit multiple times, causing me to thrust forward ever so slightly. I could feel his tongue running along the side and the front of my length. I moaned as I felt the familiar warmth down in my lower abdomen. Marcus, I'm- I'm close..." I warned him, but he didn't stop. In fact, he sucked harder and faster as he bobbed his head. 

 

"Ah, FUCK!!!" I swore as I came into his mouth. I panted as Marcus licked off the remnants that dripped out of his mouth. "You know," He unzipped his pants."I still have a little issue that needs to be taken care of..." His length fell out, and my eyes practically popped out of my skull. 'It's even bigger than I thought it was!!!!' He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small bottle of lube. He puts a rather generous amount on to his fingers. I took a deep breath as I spread my legs. He slowly entered his fingers in to me and I hesitate."W-wait." I grabbed his arm from moving any further. "I promise I'm not going to hurt you... Would I lie to you about something like this??" Marcus questioned me. It was probably rhetorical, but I shook my head. "No..." "Do you trust me??" He asks again. I nodded "Yes, I trust you... So, let's do it." He pushed them in further and I whimper. I moan in pain, but after a while, the pained moans turns into moans of pleasure. "G-go faster" He starts to thrust his fingers into me.

 

I moan louder and louder as he continues to finger me. He pulls out as slowly as he possibly can. "Nnnnngh..."  I feel the head of his member at the beginning of my entrance. "Are you ready???" He asks anxiously. I nodded vigorously. "Alright" He pushes in slowly."Ah shit!!!" I swear and grab the edge of the bed as he practically tears me in half. "Damn... You're so fucking tight..." He moans as he pushes himself further inside of me. "Ha, ah, fuck" I swear again as he stops moving. "Are you alright?" He asks with concern. I nodded slowly." Ye-yeah." I manage to stutter out. "OK, I'm going to move now..."

 

He pulled back out, just to slam back into me. "AH!!" I moaned loudly as he perfectly struck my prostate. "Oh, fuck!" He slammed into me again and again, not leaving me a moment's peace to NOT moan. He reached around me and grabbed my aching, swollen member and pumped it quickly. "Nyah" I moaned as he swiped his thumb over the pre-cum that leaked out of the slit and rubbed it roughly on to the head of my length. "Izell, I'm gonna cum..." He moaned out. " M-me too." Was all I was able to say before , I came on to his hand. I felt warmth inside of me as he pulled out. We both plopped down on to the bed, breathing very harshly from exhaustion. "I love you Izell." I smiled. "I love you too Marcus." I fell asleep in his arms quickly, but little did we know, there was two snickering girls with a phone filled with our moans and pleads.

 

Oh Shit...