Jeff stirred, slowly waking from sleep. He felt Scotty spooning him, his cock still inside Jeff, his hand around Jeff’s side, holding the linebacker’s semi-hard cock in his strong jock hand. Jeff could feel Scotty’s muscular hairy chest pressed against his back, nipples poking his warm skin, rhythmically breathing in and out. Jeff nestled back, closer against his dream man. He gave a soft growly moan as the fog of sleep receded and he slowly came more awake, realizing yesterday and last night wasn’t all a dream. He smiled to himself, feeling Scotty starting to massage his cock as it was getting harder. He was here, in bed, with the most beautiful, sexy man he had ever known, one who had a heart of gold. Yesterday when he woke up, he was a gangly 16-year-old, and now he was a beast of a hairy muscle jock in bed with his muscle jock boyfriend.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” Scotty growled happily. Jeff turned his head and the two jock lovers kissed.
“Good morning, baby,” Jeff kissed him some more, feeling happier than he ever had in his life. Their tongues danced around each other’s mouths, and both men moaned, lost in the mutual pleasure of one another’s big beast-like bodies. Scott slowly thrust deeper into his boyfriend with his own hardening cock.
“God you’re so hot,” Scotty growled, looking at Jeff’s dark, almost brutish yet attractive face. “I could fuck you forever.”
Jeff grinned back at his boyishly handsome man. “Promise?”
Scotty laughed. Jeffy loved that deep, masculine laugh. Scott held him tighter, their sexy muscular bodies intertwined as he made love to his boyfriend for the first time this morning. The 18 year old lovers made out, fucked, sucked, and played with each other for at least an hour as the sun shone in from the window and cast its light on their naked, hairy muscle bodies. It was a perfect morning, and they could have stayed there in bed all day, except they realized they were both famished after all the love-making they had been doing through the night and then this morning. Finally, laying side-by-side, both breathing somewhat heavily, they stretched in unison, giggled in their masculine, deep, growly way when they realized they both had the same thought for food at once, and got up.
It felt so good having a powerful jock body. Jeff felt so substantial, so “there”… His body was so bulky and heavy, yet that weight was strength and he moved with the graceful ease of his athletic youth. And Scotty was every bit as massive. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and hugged cock-against-cock by the dresser, arms around one another’s V-shaped torsos.
“I never even thought of being gay before yesterday, but now I’m sure glad I am,” Jeffy grinned, then kissed Scotty’s beautiful lips again. “I just can’t imagine life getting any better.”
The doorbell rang, and Scotty grabbed some shorts, going commando. Jeffy did likewise, following him downstairs and asking, “Won’t your parents get it?”
“They’re at the store this morning.” Scotty got to the front door, opening it to a courier.
“Package for Mr. Malik,” the courier said.
They looked surprised – even though Jeff was there a lot, it was the first time he got a delivery at Scotty’s. They both asked at once, “Who’s it from?”
“TransDem Labs,” the courier read off the label, offering them a pen. “I’ll need a signature, and I’m also supposed to pick up one broken ‘Chronivac transmitter’.”
The boys looked incredulously at one another. Jeff shook his head no as he took the pen, “I don’t know,” he answered Scotty’s questioning look.
“I’ll get the transmitter,” Scotty said as Jeffy signed.
“Thanks babe,” Jeff said in his sexy growl. The warm sunlight felt good on his hairy chest. He took the package from the courier with a smile.
Scotty returned with the broken unit, and handed it to the courier. “There you go.”
“Part of a video game console?" the courier asked at the curious part.
The boys looked at each other. "Something like that."
"Thank you gentlemen,” the courier said politely. “You have yourselves a great day.” With that, he retreated down the walkway.
The door closed, blocking the warming sunlight.
The room suddenly felt cooler, even somber. It was an almost tangible feeling. It haunted them like some goulish, half-formed specter from beyond.
Hushed silence and a million unspoken questions hung in the air. An impending sense of weight descended on them. They became aware of the clock ticking softly to itself in the living room, and the refridgerator humming quietly in the adjoining kitchen. They found little comfort in the mundane sounds, but niether found the courage to break the silence.
Both jocks had an uncanny feeling, akin to what many people experience when they are being watched. Jeff held the box with one hand, almost dreading opening it, though he couldn’t say exactly why. With his free hand, he took Scotty’s, squeezing it a little with a weak smile. Scotty looked back at him with big, scared eyes.
Suddenly Scotty shrugged it off. "This is crazy creepy, right?" he said with a grin, making light of the moment in an effort to deflect whatever it was he was feeling.
Jeffy grinned now too. "Yeah, creepy spooky, like the team before a shower." Both laughed.
Then both boys found themselves staring quietly at the box again.
They made slowly for the kitchen table.