Trapped at the Reunion Ch. 04

"Y-yeah. Thank you," Joel said quietly.

"No problem." Andre lowered himself onto Joel and their lips met again. Joel's hands travelled the length and breadth of Andre's back, feeling the familiar thin, sinewy body under his palms. The joints lining Andre's spine. The smooth skin stretched across his torso. Then, slowly, Andre's back slipped from his fingers as he moved down Joel's torso, kissing his chin, then his neck, his chest, his stomach. Finally, Andre's face nudged against his bulge, and Joel let out a moan. As Andre unbuckled his belt, Joel felt his cock throb against the fabric as though it needed to make contact with Andre's mouth then and there. The belt fell to the floor, a button was undone, a zipper pulled down. Joel couldn't take it anymore. He reached inside his underwear and pulled it out.

"Damn, I was getting there." Andre laughed, tugging onto Joel's briefs and trousers and pulling them down, his shoes coming off with them. The second Joel's legs were freed, Andre swooped in and closed his lips around Joel's head.

"Oh..." Joel exhaled, releasing his cock from his hand to let Andre take charge. Andre was slow, each stroke going deeper and deeper down Joel's shaft with a leisurely ease, but the suction was ample, making every nerve endings in Joel's cock flare up. Joel let Andre take his time, though he desperately wanted to push the whole thing into Andre's mouth, his hands gripped the sides of the bench, his back slightly arching upwards.

"Andre..." Joel whimpered. He craned his neck forward. Andre was wholly focused on his cock, eyes staring down at the base of the shaft. Every time he bobbed his head down, Andre would slide his tongue across the backside of his cock and Joel would moan in appreciation. As if sensing Joel's eyes on him, Andre glanced up, eyes gleaming. He released Joel's cock from his mouth and started to swirl his tongue against the head. Precum leaked from the slit, and Andre collected each drop so delicately with his tongue as if it was a pearl, a gem. Then, without warning, Andre opened his mouth wide and plunged downwards, taking all and every inch of Joel down his throat.

"Fuck! Andre!" Joel cried. Andre closed his lips around the base and sucked in, which made Joel's cock twitch against the roof of Andre's mouth. The feeling was marvelous, washing over Joel like a wave. Then, Andre started sucking in earnest. His saliva-covered cock slid in and out of Andre's mouth with a rapid fluidity. Now and then, Andre would pop Joel's cock out and turn his attention to Joel's balls, licking and toying with them in his mouth. The gymnasium echoed Joel's moans and grunts. Andre knew what made Joel tick. He remembered.

"Andre...I'm gonna cum if you keep that up..." Joel said, his heart racing. He put a hand on Andre's head, and Andre looked up. Perhaps it was the way Joel's face was twisting in pleasure, or how his cock was throbbing with heat inside Andre's mouth, but either way, Andre let go. He slid his body up until his face met Joel's.

"Liked that?" Andre asked, grinning. His lips glistened with saliva.

"Fuck yes," Joel replied breathily. They shared another kiss, wet and full of tongue, before their lips parted.

Andre's gaze burned into Joel's eyes. "Joel."

"Hmm?"

"Can I ride you now?" Andre asked in a voice so sincere it actually made Joel snicker.

"No, actually, you can't," Joel said, rolling his eyes. "Of course you fucking can."

"Just making sure." Andre gave Joel a quick peck on the lips. Stepping aside, he quickly stripped his pants and kicked off his shoes. Joel almost drooled at the sight of Andre's bulge in his underwear, and when that came off, too, Joel caught his breath as Andre's cock swung out. It looked just as perfect as he recalled. So when Andre moved to straddle him, Joel couldn't help but reach his arm forward and tug at Andre's cock.

"Please tell me you're gonna fuck me later," Joel said, feeling the warm, rigid shaft in his hand.

"We'll see. I'll probably cum from riding you, though, if you remember," Andre said with a smile. Joel wasn't a virgin when they first had sex, but Andre was, and given his inexperience, Joel had decided to bottom. Yet, as time went on, it became clear that Andre could be just as eager a bottom as Joel. Andre loved to ride Joel and would cum hands-free from it, after which he'd ask Joel to continue fucking him until he came, too.

"I guess we'll see. Either way, please put my dick inside you before it explodes," Joel pleaded. And with that, Andre wasted no more time. He spat on his hand and gave Joel's cock a few quick strokes, coating it with the slimy saliva, before he angled it right at his opening. With a deep breath, Andre pushed himself down.

"Oh shit..." Joel gasped. Andre wasn't too tight -- Joel could imagine that Kenji had a role in this -- and Joel's cock slid into him like a dream. In the blink of an eye, he was wholly inside of Andre, who immediately began moving up and down on Joel's cock, albeit slowly. Their eyes didn't leave each other, save for the times where they would roll to the back of their heads, like when Joel felt his tip hit that special spot inside Andre, or when Andre clenched his muscles around Joel's shaft.

"I love your dick," Andre said with a grunt. "Still fits me perfectly."

Joel moaned. It was so nice, so warm, so snug inside him. "Yeah...feels so fucking good, Andre."

"Fuck...yes..." Andre picked up the pace, gyrating his hips and bouncing his ass onto Joel. As the rhythm escalated, so did their moans, ringing out across the gymnasium as though their lust could permeate the entire vast space. Joel tried his best not to take his eyes off Andre. The stage lights were still spinning circles around the room and, every so often, they would shine on Andre. When they landed on Andre's face, Joel would admire his handsome features, even as his brows furrowed and his nose scrunched up and his mouth hung open in pleasure. When they bathed Andre's torso, Joel would take in every illuminated inch of his smooth black skin and his lithe form undulating on top of Joel. When they cast a spotlight on Joel's own stomach, Joel would lick his lips at Andre's hard dick and the tiny pool of precum dripping from its tip down to Joel's skin.

"Andre, you have no idea...mmph...how beautiful you look right now," Joel said in between grunts. Andre cracked a smile.

"You look incredible, too, Joel. So fucking incredible." With Joel's cock lodged deep inside him, Andre bent forward and kissed Joel, who took the opportunity to buck his hips upward and thrust into Andre. Moans and moans spurted from their lips, which were still lapping at each other as Joel fucked Andre. Even though Joel was moving at a gentle pace, Andre was driving him crazy with the way his ass gripped tightly onto his shaft with each long, leisurely stroke. As if his cock was being milked, Joel felt himself on the point of bursting.

Joel parted his lips. "Andre, I'm...about to cum."

Andre's face was right above him, his eyes staring deep into Joel's with such tenderness as though they could turn him into molten gold. "Cum for me, Joel," Andre said, a soft hand placed on Joel's cheek. "Cum for me, baby."

"Oh my god...Andre..." Joel groaned. A final push, Andre's muscles clamping down on his shaft, and Joel exploded, gasping. His balls tightened as he shot into Andre, each spurt sending shivers that ran through every fiber of his being. Andre's ass didn't stop gripping onto his cock, coaxing every last drop out of him while Andre planted small kisses along his jawline. As the orgasm subsided, Joel panted into Andre's face, his body light and airy, a swath of satin under Andre's skin.

"You okay?" Andre whispered, his eyes surveying Joel's face.

"Yeah...I'm okay," Joel nodded. "I'm amazing, in fact."

Andre smiled. "Glad I could make you feel so good."

"Well you don't have to stop." Joel took a hand and caressed the side of Andre's head. "You can still fuck me."

"Oh? Can I?" Andre raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, you very much can," Joel said. "And judging by how hard your dick is against my stomach right now, you probably really should."

Andre lifted his torso up and looked down at his cock, as if he didn't realize how hard he was. "Oh wow, you're right," he said.

Joel laughed. "So? Is that a yes?"

"That's a fuck yes," Andre replied, grinning. Lifting himself from Joel's thighs, Andre moved backwards and positioned his cock in front of Joel's hole. Instinctively, Joel parted and raised his legs. Andre let him rest them on his shoulders.

"Damn." Andre dripped some saliva onto his hand and rubbed it into Joel's hole, making Joel wince. "Was your hole always this hairy?"

Joel groaned as an index finger probed at his opening. "Is that really important right now?"

"Alright, alright, you're dying for my dick, I get it," Andre said, one hand lightly stroking his hard cock, the other toying with Joel's hole. More spit. Andre's finger moving forward another inch. Joel's heart drummed in anticipation. Another dollop of saliva. A whole finger inside him. Joel's hole twitched with desire.

"Fuck..." Andre muttered. Joel felt a second finger finding its way in, and all he wanted to do was to somehow suck it in, get Andre inside, engulf him, satisfy his need. The finger eased into his hole, and despite the slight sting, Joel could relax his muscles and let it in.

"Andre," Joel said, gazing into Andre's eyes. "Just fuck me. I can take it."

"Y-you sure?" Andre asked, his face concerned. "I just wanna make sure you don't get hurt."

"I know. I won't be. I promise." The conversation made Joel think back to their first time. Him being reassuring and eager, while Andre careful and tentative.

Andre nodded. He lubed his dick up with spit and, with one hand on Joel's calf and one on his shaft, guided the head into Joel's ass.

"Holy shit, you're so...tight." Andre gasped as the head pushed through Joel's opening. "Are you sure you're gonna be okay?"

Joel paced his breathing, unclenched his glutes. "Yeah. All the way in, Andre. Just do it."

There was a flash of hesitance across Andre's face, but he continued to thrust forward. Joel moaned as more and more of Andre entered him, stretching him apart. Soon, Joel felt Andre's bush grazing against his taint, and then Andre was entirely inside.

"Oh my..." Joel moaned. Andre's cock felt so thick and full inside him, a mast emanating heat against the walls of muscle within him.

Andre's chest heaved. "You...fuck, that's good...you doing alright?"

"Fuck...fuck me...just fuck me..." Joel begged, and Andre gave in. Slowly, Andre's cock began sliding in and out of him. Andre would pull out until only the head was inside Joel, then plunged in, driving straight into Joel's prostate. Joel's eyes rolled to the back of his head with each one of Andre's thrust, moans and whimpers bursting from his lips. Andre wasn't forceful -- he never was -- his movements swift and smooth, the perfect combination to make Joel wild.

"God, Joel, your ass is...amazing as ever," Andre grunted, the rhythm increasing little by little. Memories of Andre fucking him came alive in his mind, but one stood out. That Valentine's day, the same day they kissed in Andre's car at Rosewood Cliff, unaware of the rumors that would spread thereafter, when they made love for as long as they could before Joel's parents came home, limbs tangled up in each other, bodies glued together with sweat and affection.

"Andre...don't stop...it's so good, fuuuck," Joel moaned. The nostalgia, the passion of two boys in love for the first time, the fiery feelings he once had for Andre, the bliss of Andre fucking him right now, took over his body, his mind. His cock stiffened. Andre's thrusts were rapid now, pressing into his hole, throbbing within him.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum soon, Joel...it's just too tight...aaah," Andre said, his words melting into pants and groans. Andre's face contorted in pleasure, but his eyes still bore lovingly into Joel.

"Cum," Joel whimpered, sweat dripping from his face. "Cum inside me, Andre."

Andre pushed and pushed, groaned and groaned. His cock swelled, his hands gripping Joel's legs. "Shit, it's coming. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Andre cried. A deep, powerful thrust into Joel's prostate and Joel felt his cock twitch at the same time Andre's pulsed.

"Fuck, I'm--" Joel yelped, his eyes squeezed shut as the climax hit them together. Cum dripped out of Joel's cock like a faucet while his hole was filled with Andre's seed, spurt after spurt of the thick, slimy substance sticking to the walls within him. For a few seconds, Joel went light-headed, barely registering the swirling lights or the echo of moans. All he could feel was euphoria making his heart pound and his body shake. It was only when he felt Andre's body collapse on top of him -- Andre's cock popping out of his hole -- that Joel came to.

He looked at Andre's exhausted face, the sweat gleaming on his forehead. "That was...nice," Joel managed to say.

"Nice?" Andre raised a brow, still panting. "I made you cum a second time and 'nice' is what I get?"

"Ugh, fine. You were amazing, show-stopping, ground-breaking, alright?" Joel laughed, and so did Andre. For a moment, they silently basked in the afterglow. Andre's hand softly stroked Joel's cheek, while Joel wrapped his arms around Andre's back, pulling him close.

"Andre," Joel said. "I'm really happy you were my first love."

Andre stared at him, then smiled. "I'm happy you were mine, too." Andre reached his face up towards Joel's and they kissed, softly and sweetly, until they stopped.

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When Joel opened the door back to the hallway, immediately, something was off. The dead silence. His eyes turned to the floor and landed on Kenji and Chuck. Their lifeless bodies on the ground.

"What the--? Kenji? Chuck?" Joel swooped down onto Kenji while Andre knelt down next to Chuck.

"What happened to them?"

"I don't know!" Joel cried. He looked at Kenji's face, how his eyes were shut, then his body, how his limbs were limp and relaxed. He put a finger on Kenji's neck, trying to feel for a pulse.

"I think he's--" A sharp sting on his neck cut Joel's words short, and he immediately went woozy. His body felt heavy. He heard Andre call out his name before he collapsed on top of Kenji, in his blurry vision Andre falling onto Chuck, a shadow towering above them. And then it was darkness.

When Joel opened his eyes, he realized he was back in his car, in the parking lot of the convention center.

"What?" He startled in his seat. Something fell to the floor with a thud. Joel looked down. His phone. The screen lit up as Joel bent over to grab it. It was a few minutes past eight. Another flash of light at the corner of his eye, and Joel realized he had his Apple Watch back, too. Joel looked up. It was darker now and the parking lot was packed with cars. He saw someone get out of a Toyota a few feet away. Kenji.

Joel rushed out. "Kenji?" he shouted.

"Joel." Kenij spun around.

"Are you okay?" Joel ran towards him. He scanned Kenji's body for any sign of injury. None.

"Yeah, I think so--"

"Joel! Kenji!" A voice boomed from their right, and when they turned, they saw Chuck and Andre rushing in their direction.

"Oh my god! Are you guys all right?" Andre asked, panting as he reached the two of them.

Joel nodded. "Yeah. What happened back there? We came out and we saw you two lying on the floor."

Chuck ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. "I...I'm not sure. I think someone came in from somewhere and knocked me and Kenji out with, like, a syringe or something."

"Yeah, I think it was two people, too," Kenji said. "This is so fucked up!"

"Alright, we have to take this to the police," Chuck said. Joel saw Andre cock his head to the side.

"Yeah...but what are we gonna tell them?" Andre said. "Think about it."

"That we got kidnapped and brought to a weird dungeon where we were drugged and forced to have sex, duh!" Kenji whined.

"Oh, I see the problem." Joel smacked his lips. "We're gonna sound crazy."

"Exactly." Andre sighed. "We don't know anything about who took us or where we were taken to. It's...gonna be rough explaining ourselves to the police."

Kenji stared at Andre, then at Joel, eyes wide in disbelief. "You-- you're serious? We're just gonna do nothing about the fact that we were just fucking attacked and kidnapped?"

"Kenji," Chuck said, softly. "I think they're right. We wouldn't make any sense to the police. They'll just think we're four crazy fuckers who are making shit up."

"But...there are four of us! Sure, if it's one person, they can just dismiss us as crazy but there are four fucking people! There's no way they would brush us off, right? Right?" Kenji asked, frantic.

Silence fell. Joel looked around, shifting from Chuck's uncertain eyes, to Andre's furrowed brows, to Kenji's desperate face.

"You know what?" Kenji's tone shifted. "I'm gonna go to the police myself. They might call me crazy and you guys can call me dumb but I don't care. You can head up to that stupid reunion and have a great rest of the night."

Kenji turned on his heels and walked off to his car, shoes thudding on the concrete with every step. "Kenji..." Chuck called out, but Kenji kept walking. The rest of them stared at each other, shifting uncomfortably on their feet.

Then Andre spoke. "We have to go with him, don't we?"

"Yup," Joel said. "We can't let him do this alone."

Chuck groaned. "Ugh, I just...the cops are gonna be so annoying to deal with, but sure, fuck the actual reunion."

"Yo, Kenji! Wait up!" Andre shouted just as Kenji was opening his car door. "We're coming with you!"

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The hall was brimming with people when Joel stepped in, but he immediately saw Andre, who was in a crisp beige suit.

"Andre!" Joel called. Andre's face lit up as Joel moved towards him.

"Joel, oh my god!" Andre pulled him into a tight hug. "It's so good to see you."

"It's so good to see you, too. Thank God this time we're actually at the reunion," Joel said. They shared a laugh and let go of each other. Ten years ago, the police, while definitely thinking that the four were insane, had agreed to look at the camera footage in the parking lot around the time they were taken and then brought back. To their disappointment, the footage had been inexplicably wiped, and, left with no evidence, the investigation ended. For the next few weeks, as they returned to their respective lives, they anxiously waited for a video to pop up in their inboxes accompanied by a blackmail message, but it never came.

Thus, life returned to normalcy. The four of them stayed in touch, visiting each other when they passed through each other's cities. Kenji and Chuck even admitted to having sex on multiple occasions. When Joel got married, he invited them to the wedding, and two years later, Andre had done the same. Still, as the years flew by -- as Kenji moved across the country and Chuck got promotions after promotions and Andre's son learned to walk and Joel left teaching to start a business with his husband -- the correspondence got sparser and sparser. Nonetheless, now, at Fairview High's Class of 2012 20-year reunion, Joel was excited to see his friends again. All of them were.

"Look who it is!" Joel and Andre heard a familiar voice. When they turned, they saw Kenji's beaming smile as he bounced towards them. "My two favorite fellow alumni."

"I heard that." Chuck suddenly appeared behind them, shooting Kenji a grimace.

"Don't worry, you're a close third." Kenji laughed, throwing his hands in the air. "Nah, I'm just kidding. Come here!"

Kenji and Chuck hugged, before turning to Andre and Joel and giving them each a hug as well.

"Oh, Andre," Chuck said as he unwrapped his arms around Andre's back. "I never got to say how sorry I am for your loss."