Chapter 20: Something Like FrictionThe Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan... The moment Casey opened the front door to his house, he had been relieved and even more determined to get rid of Rick Channon who had elected to follow him inside. The younger teen rolled his eyes as Rick seemed to make himself at home venturing through the front door as if he owned the place. Casey had dreaded being stuck home alone with Rick Channon and it seemed as if that was exactly what was going to happen. He had not forgotten the incident in the abandoned bungalow classroom nor the events that occurred in the woods as he found himself pinned once more against a nearby wall before he could accurately grab anything to fend off the swift brute who had forcefully captured his lips in a heated kiss. Casey had barely any time to react before being caught up in the relentless teen's wave of attraction. Casey closed his eyes feeling Rick slip his tongue inside his mo

Chapter 22: Luna's CallCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Agony beyond measure hit the formerly slumbering Rick Channon as his dark eyes burst upon and revealed the dark red hue that had begun to take over them. He struggled to climb out of the still-slumbering Casey Peterson's bed as he felt the onset of pain from the rapid shifting of his bones and attempted to resist the urge to contort at their will. His heart beat wildly within the confines of his bare chest as his very ribcage seemed on the verge of stretching and shifting. He rolled out of the bed, falling to the floor below them as he struggled to keep the fast-encroaching beast at bay. Rick clawed at the hardwood floor dragging his pain-wracked body toward the nearest window not at all wishing to succumb to his affliction in the presence of his slumbering younger lover as he hopped out of the room and onto the rooftop. He broke off into a sloppy sprint as he leape

Chapter 24: A Spur Of The Moment Shift In PlansCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Time seemed to get away from them as both Casey Peterson and Rick Channon found themselves gasping for air and lying on their backs amid tossed-about sheets that lined the younger lad's bed. The room was a mess and they were both glistening with sweat as they attempted to come to their collective senses. Rick smirked as he leaned back against the only remaining pillow with his arms folded behind his head. He seemed to be content for the time being as his cock pulsed from the latest release and was just as slick as the rest of him. Casey caught a glimpse of it and rolled his eyes despite wanting nothing more than it back inside him whenever he felt the heat from their base desires overtake him. It was strange to take in the fact that he'd slept with Rick multiple times in the past few hours ever since they had left the school the previous day.

Chapter 26: Twenty-One Questions The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Just like before, the two of them had left the kitchen in a state of utter chaos as they lounged in the living room on the sofas and stared at the television which didn't seem to have anything good on it as Rick took to using more and more spray cheese he seemed to enjoy when he found it again during their collective quest for more food. Beside him, seemingly bored Casey finished off a few sweet tarts and seemed unable to focus on the television program he'd turned to in the first place. He had not known, what all the fuss was about "playing hooky", but he was beginning to prefer being reduced to boredom at school. Rick seemed to be of the same mind as he turned his attention to the half-naked younger boy with messy brown hair and deep blue eyes. He didn't see what he found so appealing about Casey Peterson in terms of his average looks, but the scent that lingered ab

Chapter 28: Making A Day Of ItCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey awoke to find it had been afternoon, but there was still a good deal of time before his mother arrived from work that night. He wasn't alone as Rick was lying on his back snoring like usual with his hand folded across his chest and his knee bent at one side still naked as his sizable cock pulsed and the slickness of sweat glistened in the little bit of sunlight that remained reflecting off him. Casey thought he looked to have been quite peaceful in sleep given his usual brand of mischief, especially where he'd been concerned. The younger teen could still feel his brutish lover's intensity trickling along his thighs as he lay beside Rick with his back pressed against the messy bedding and his body heavy and sticky in the wake of their previous exploits. He wasn't at all surprised to have felt some residual soreness, the intensely pleasurable experience w