Summer Breeze - Ch. 4
Title: Summer Breeze
Chapter: Four
Rating: Let's just say R because it always ends up that way eventually!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not know or own any of these lovely men but the story is my own.
Summary: Ville vacations for the summer in the US and meets a nice surprise.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
--- Next day, Summer House --- Ville
My body jerked and sat up in bed. I had had a strange dream, but couldn't remember what it was. Instantaneously I realized how hung over I was and flopped back onto the pillows. I rolled over, pulling the white satin sheets with me and looked at the clock: 3:00 p.m. Fantastic. The whole day was practically gone. Oh well, I'd always been more of a night person anyway.
The guys from down the lake had stayed for a couple of hours last night, mostly we just chatted and I sent confusing, flirtatious stares at Bam. He seemed on edge all night, like he wanted to say something, but couldn't get it out of his mouth - or maybe he just wouldn't let it come out.
I lit a cigarette and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. Slowly, I exhaled the smoke and watched it drift through the rays of sun shining in through the window.
Just then, I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
"Yes?" I called out.
"Hey Ville… it's me. Bam… can I come in?"
"Mmhmm."
He walked in and stopped for a moment, glancing over me. I had nothing on except well, the bed sheet, and that was only covering my left leg and my dick, leaving the entire right side of my body and all of my torso exposed.
"Good morning," I said, cocking my head slightly to the side.
"M-morning," he said.
"Are you alright?" I asked. His big blue eyes seemed perplexed yet curious.
He quickly moved his head up and made eye contact with me, a smile returning to his face, "I'm fine," he replied, still grinning.
"Well that's good. What did you come over for?"
"I wanted to see if you wanted to come over… meet the rest of my friends."
"Maybe. Do you have any Tylenol?" I said smirking.
"Not on me, but I'm sure that I could get some."
I smiled at him and then reached over and put my cigarette out in the ash tray. "Bam - hand me my pants over there. The black ones," I said, pointing to a pile of clothes in the corner in the room. He leaned over and grabbed them and tossed them in my direction. I pulled them on underneath the covers and then kicked the sheets off.
I stood up and buttoned them, "What did you want to do today?" I asked.
He brought his gaze up from my jeans and back to my face once more, "Um… I don't know. There's a lot of shit we could find to do, I'm sure. We'll just see how things go."
"Alright, sounds good."
We walked downstairs and went into the kitchen. I poured myself a cup of coffee and leaned against counter.
"Bam - do you have a girlfriend?" I asked, taking a sip of the steaming coffee.
"Yeah… Jenn. She's really sweet… for the most part," he said monotonously.
"You two been together a while?"
"Yeah…" his voice trailed off. He really seemed like he didn't want to be talking about this.
"And how many other people are you here with?"
"Uh… well… let's see. There's me, Novak, Dico, Dunn, Raab, Chad, Deron, Jess, Jenn, Rake and Johnny. So… that's 11 of us altogether."
"Really? Hmm…" I paused for a moment, finishing off the drink and then setting the empty cup in the sink. "Well, nevermind, let's just get going."
---- A few minutes later, at the summer house --- Bam
Everyone was sitting outside on the back lawn drinking beer when we got there. Novak, apparently, was attempting to make hamburgers and fucking it all up.
"Dammit Novak! You just lost another huge chunk of meat into the coals!" Dunn shouted at him.
"Ryan - you take life too goddamned seriously. Get over it," he said, then whacked him in the face with the greasy spatula.
"Ass," Dunn muttered wiping off his face with his shirt.
"Hey guys!" I yelled as I walked towards them. "As some of you know, we met some cool dudes down the lake last night. This is Ville."
"Hey Ville," Knoxville said, "How ya feelin' this morning?"
"I've had better days but I'm up and moving so that's all I can ask for," he said calmly.
"Yeah, I hear ya," Knoxville answered. "Want a beer?"
"Sure, I'm always up for that."
"Well shit, he already fits right in," Dico said giggling. He never seemed to stop laughing.
"Burgers anyone?" Novak shouted.
"Yeah, I'll take one," Rake replied.
"Want some mustard?" Novak said.
"No you fuck head! Don't even fucking joke about that!" Rake shouted, clenching his fists.
I leaned over and spoke quietly in Ville's ear, "Rake hates mustard. Like… he hates it. More than anyone I've ever met has hated anything else."
Ville smiled, watching Rake continue to exert rage through his presence.
"Just forget it. I don't even want a fuckin' burger anymore," he said and then walked into the house, slamming the door. The second he did that, everyone burst out laughing.
"You're such a jerk!" I shouted to Novak, "Are you gonna pick on that poor bastard the whole time we're here?"
"Yep," Novak said smiling.
Ville and I took our beers and went over by a tree a little ways away from the main group of my friends. I sat down in the soft green grass under the shade of the tree, trying to escape the scorching heat.
"Fucking Hell it's hot out," Ville said, pulling off his shirt and setting in on the ground next to him. He lay down and stretched his arms upward, arching his back, his bony hips and ribs protruding through his skin. I wanted to just reach out and take my fingers and trace them along each rib and up his chest. I stopped myself mid-thought. What was I thinking?
"What are you thinking about?" Ville asked.
It caught me off guard, so I spit out the first thing that came to mind, "Um… skating."
"No you're not. Don't lie,"
Why was he grilling me like this.
"I asked, what are you thinking about?"
I bit my lip and cracked my knuckles. There was no way around this was there?
Before I could say the truth, Jenn walked up and crouched next to me. "Hi Ville, Hi Bam," she said smiling. I didn't know whether I wanted to turn around and hug her or turn around and shove her for what she'd just interrupted. I didn't what I wanted to do about anything anymore.
"What are you guys up to?" she asked.
"Not a lot. Just relaxing. It's hot as fuck and we're trying not to think about it," I said wiping some sweat from my forehead.
"Why don't you two go inside? There's air conditioning in there."
She had a point. "Alright," Ville said.
We walked into the house and closed the sliding glass door behind us.
"Wanna see what's on TV?" I asked. As soon as I said it I wanted to smack myself for being so lame.
Ville nodded and we went into the living room. I sat down on the middle of one of the large plush couches. Instead of sitting on one of the various other places to sit in the room, Ville sat down right next to me.
I scooted down the couch a little. So did he. I did a little a more. So did he. Right up until I was pressed against the left side of the couch.
"Well… are you going to turn it on or are we just going to sit here all day?" he asked.
He was playing some sort of weird fucking head game with me now. My hands were frozen on my lap, clutching the remote.
Ville took his hand, placing it on my thigh and slowly slid it down my leg, letting his fingers crawl over my arm and onto my hand then pulled the remote out of my hands, but kept his hand resting on my leg. He took his other arm and slid it around the couch, his fingers floating just behind my neck, occasionally brushing their tips against my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine causing my shoulders to shake and my back to arch.
Ville just turned his head towards me and smiled.
My heart was pounding. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. He moved his right hand further up my leg and his left hand began to move down my neck and towards the front of my chest. He was very passively pressing me against the couch. My breaths became short and I swallowed hard, unable to remove the lump from my throat. He pulled my neck back and moved his right hand so that it was now resting on my groin. I couldn't believe that I was getting a hard on. This was a fucking guy next to me. A guy! I felt his grip on my pants begin to tighten and -
"Bam! Bam! Where the Hell are you?" Jess shouted. He came storming into the room. Before he had seen anything, Ville had pulled away to the other end of the couch.
Jess came into the room, "Bam, I was wondering if you knew where the - whoa! What the Hell Bam!" Jess said an began to laugh. "Look man, I know that chick on TV is hot, but learn to control your boners!" he said cracking up.
"Huh?" I said, confused. When I turned towards the TV I realized that we had been watching SPICE the entire time. I hadn't even noticed, but I was unbelievably grateful for the coincidence.
Ville just sat on the opposite end of the couch snickering, while Jess flopped back into the chair and continued to laugh. He took a deep sigh, "Anyway Bam," he said, letting out one more giggle, "Do you know where the keys are to those four wheelers?"
My brain still wasn’t functioning on a normal level. I stopped for a minute then collected my thoughts. I had to get out of this room. I had to get away from Ville's seductive presence and intense stare. "Yeah… I'll get them for you."
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*Whew!* Two chapters in one night! Well... sorta one night. Technically I suppose it's tomorrow... but anyway! - comment please! :D
Chapter: Four
Rating: Let's just say R because it always ends up that way eventually!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not know or own any of these lovely men but the story is my own.
Summary: Ville vacations for the summer in the US and meets a nice surprise.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
--- Next day, Summer House --- Ville
My body jerked and sat up in bed. I had had a strange dream, but couldn't remember what it was. Instantaneously I realized how hung over I was and flopped back onto the pillows. I rolled over, pulling the white satin sheets with me and looked at the clock: 3:00 p.m. Fantastic. The whole day was practically gone. Oh well, I'd always been more of a night person anyway.
The guys from down the lake had stayed for a couple of hours last night, mostly we just chatted and I sent confusing, flirtatious stares at Bam. He seemed on edge all night, like he wanted to say something, but couldn't get it out of his mouth - or maybe he just wouldn't let it come out.
I lit a cigarette and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. Slowly, I exhaled the smoke and watched it drift through the rays of sun shining in through the window.
Just then, I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
"Yes?" I called out.
"Hey Ville… it's me. Bam… can I come in?"
"Mmhmm."
He walked in and stopped for a moment, glancing over me. I had nothing on except well, the bed sheet, and that was only covering my left leg and my dick, leaving the entire right side of my body and all of my torso exposed.
"Good morning," I said, cocking my head slightly to the side.
"M-morning," he said.
"Are you alright?" I asked. His big blue eyes seemed perplexed yet curious.
He quickly moved his head up and made eye contact with me, a smile returning to his face, "I'm fine," he replied, still grinning.
"Well that's good. What did you come over for?"
"I wanted to see if you wanted to come over… meet the rest of my friends."
"Maybe. Do you have any Tylenol?" I said smirking.
"Not on me, but I'm sure that I could get some."
I smiled at him and then reached over and put my cigarette out in the ash tray. "Bam - hand me my pants over there. The black ones," I said, pointing to a pile of clothes in the corner in the room. He leaned over and grabbed them and tossed them in my direction. I pulled them on underneath the covers and then kicked the sheets off.
I stood up and buttoned them, "What did you want to do today?" I asked.
He brought his gaze up from my jeans and back to my face once more, "Um… I don't know. There's a lot of shit we could find to do, I'm sure. We'll just see how things go."
"Alright, sounds good."
We walked downstairs and went into the kitchen. I poured myself a cup of coffee and leaned against counter.
"Bam - do you have a girlfriend?" I asked, taking a sip of the steaming coffee.
"Yeah… Jenn. She's really sweet… for the most part," he said monotonously.
"You two been together a while?"
"Yeah…" his voice trailed off. He really seemed like he didn't want to be talking about this.
"And how many other people are you here with?"
"Uh… well… let's see. There's me, Novak, Dico, Dunn, Raab, Chad, Deron, Jess, Jenn, Rake and Johnny. So… that's 11 of us altogether."
"Really? Hmm…" I paused for a moment, finishing off the drink and then setting the empty cup in the sink. "Well, nevermind, let's just get going."
---- A few minutes later, at the summer house --- Bam
Everyone was sitting outside on the back lawn drinking beer when we got there. Novak, apparently, was attempting to make hamburgers and fucking it all up.
"Dammit Novak! You just lost another huge chunk of meat into the coals!" Dunn shouted at him.
"Ryan - you take life too goddamned seriously. Get over it," he said, then whacked him in the face with the greasy spatula.
"Ass," Dunn muttered wiping off his face with his shirt.
"Hey guys!" I yelled as I walked towards them. "As some of you know, we met some cool dudes down the lake last night. This is Ville."
"Hey Ville," Knoxville said, "How ya feelin' this morning?"
"I've had better days but I'm up and moving so that's all I can ask for," he said calmly.
"Yeah, I hear ya," Knoxville answered. "Want a beer?"
"Sure, I'm always up for that."
"Well shit, he already fits right in," Dico said giggling. He never seemed to stop laughing.
"Burgers anyone?" Novak shouted.
"Yeah, I'll take one," Rake replied.
"Want some mustard?" Novak said.
"No you fuck head! Don't even fucking joke about that!" Rake shouted, clenching his fists.
I leaned over and spoke quietly in Ville's ear, "Rake hates mustard. Like… he hates it. More than anyone I've ever met has hated anything else."
Ville smiled, watching Rake continue to exert rage through his presence.
"Just forget it. I don't even want a fuckin' burger anymore," he said and then walked into the house, slamming the door. The second he did that, everyone burst out laughing.
"You're such a jerk!" I shouted to Novak, "Are you gonna pick on that poor bastard the whole time we're here?"
"Yep," Novak said smiling.
Ville and I took our beers and went over by a tree a little ways away from the main group of my friends. I sat down in the soft green grass under the shade of the tree, trying to escape the scorching heat.
"Fucking Hell it's hot out," Ville said, pulling off his shirt and setting in on the ground next to him. He lay down and stretched his arms upward, arching his back, his bony hips and ribs protruding through his skin. I wanted to just reach out and take my fingers and trace them along each rib and up his chest. I stopped myself mid-thought. What was I thinking?
"What are you thinking about?" Ville asked.
It caught me off guard, so I spit out the first thing that came to mind, "Um… skating."
"No you're not. Don't lie,"
Why was he grilling me like this.
"I asked, what are you thinking about?"
I bit my lip and cracked my knuckles. There was no way around this was there?
Before I could say the truth, Jenn walked up and crouched next to me. "Hi Ville, Hi Bam," she said smiling. I didn't know whether I wanted to turn around and hug her or turn around and shove her for what she'd just interrupted. I didn't what I wanted to do about anything anymore.
"What are you guys up to?" she asked.
"Not a lot. Just relaxing. It's hot as fuck and we're trying not to think about it," I said wiping some sweat from my forehead.
"Why don't you two go inside? There's air conditioning in there."
She had a point. "Alright," Ville said.
We walked into the house and closed the sliding glass door behind us.
"Wanna see what's on TV?" I asked. As soon as I said it I wanted to smack myself for being so lame.
Ville nodded and we went into the living room. I sat down on the middle of one of the large plush couches. Instead of sitting on one of the various other places to sit in the room, Ville sat down right next to me.
I scooted down the couch a little. So did he. I did a little a more. So did he. Right up until I was pressed against the left side of the couch.
"Well… are you going to turn it on or are we just going to sit here all day?" he asked.
He was playing some sort of weird fucking head game with me now. My hands were frozen on my lap, clutching the remote.
Ville took his hand, placing it on my thigh and slowly slid it down my leg, letting his fingers crawl over my arm and onto my hand then pulled the remote out of my hands, but kept his hand resting on my leg. He took his other arm and slid it around the couch, his fingers floating just behind my neck, occasionally brushing their tips against my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine causing my shoulders to shake and my back to arch.
Ville just turned his head towards me and smiled.
My heart was pounding. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. He moved his right hand further up my leg and his left hand began to move down my neck and towards the front of my chest. He was very passively pressing me against the couch. My breaths became short and I swallowed hard, unable to remove the lump from my throat. He pulled my neck back and moved his right hand so that it was now resting on my groin. I couldn't believe that I was getting a hard on. This was a fucking guy next to me. A guy! I felt his grip on my pants begin to tighten and -
"Bam! Bam! Where the Hell are you?" Jess shouted. He came storming into the room. Before he had seen anything, Ville had pulled away to the other end of the couch.
Jess came into the room, "Bam, I was wondering if you knew where the - whoa! What the Hell Bam!" Jess said an began to laugh. "Look man, I know that chick on TV is hot, but learn to control your boners!" he said cracking up.
"Huh?" I said, confused. When I turned towards the TV I realized that we had been watching SPICE the entire time. I hadn't even noticed, but I was unbelievably grateful for the coincidence.
Ville just sat on the opposite end of the couch snickering, while Jess flopped back into the chair and continued to laugh. He took a deep sigh, "Anyway Bam," he said, letting out one more giggle, "Do you know where the keys are to those four wheelers?"
My brain still wasn’t functioning on a normal level. I stopped for a minute then collected my thoughts. I had to get out of this room. I had to get away from Ville's seductive presence and intense stare. "Yeah… I'll get them for you."
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*Whew!* Two chapters in one night! Well... sorta one night. Technically I suppose it's tomorrow... but anyway! - comment please! :D