Diary of a Teenage Taxidermist (13 page)

Ethan muttered something, but Rob couldn’t comprehend it, only hearing the rhythmical sound of jerking off. Moments later, Ethan groaned and Rob felt Ethan’s come all over his stomach. His buttocks clenched under Rob’s touch, and Rob could only imagine what it would be like to have them tense around his dick.

He gathered Ethan close and lapped at his sweaty cheek, his breathing still shaky. “Wow...”

Ethan clung to him, their legs tangled together like a perfect bow. “That was hot,” he whispered and wrapped his arms around Rob’s waist. The heat between them was yet to cool down, but at least the lust was sated.

“Yeah.” Rob smiled into Ethan’s skin.

Ethan snorted and nuzzled Rob’s cheek. “Your cock is the best pain medicine. I’ll call you to come over next time I have a headache.”

Robert felt heat spread over his face. “Greedy bastard. You’re gonna have them all the time now, aren’t you?”

“I can’t help it. If there’s an itch, you’ve got to scratch it.” Ethan slowly rolled to his back, and Rob bit his lip at how glorious he looked, all sated, half-naked, with his pants pulled down and his cock on show.

Robert rolled to his back as well and used Ethan’s arm as a pillow. He was one happy guy. “Sure. That’s what you’re going to tell yourself.”

Ethan leaned over and gave Rob a kiss on the cheek.

It made Rob murmur at the soft touch. He raised his hand and gestured for Ethan to give him his. Their fingers intertwined, and Ethan smiled at him sheepishly as he molded his body to Robert’s. Rob could get used to this, even if it was meant to only last till graduation.

Chapter 9

Robert sat down next to Chris in the middle of the menswear store. They already spent too much time in the prom/wedding dress establishment next door, and enthusiasm was draining out of him with each heartbeat. One glance at Chris confirmed that it was a shared experience. He didn’t even know what kind of suit he wanted for the prom and was largely indifferent to the color as long as it looked well on him, so he let Kelly, Ethan, and Derek propose something. He actually wished Ethan would weigh in, but the little bugger was too busy ogling embroidered waistcoats to care.

“This one,” Kelly held up a suit jacket with blue lining. “It would go well with my turquoise dress.”

Rob didn’t comment on the fact that no one would actually see the lining.

Chris gently nudged him. “Why did you ask them to come? Shouldn’t Ed be shopping in a goth shop or something?”

Rob groaned and shook his head. “He’s here because I like him, and because he has a good eye for colors.” He then looked back to Kelly and shook his head. “It’s not bad. But isn’t it a bit too... dark?”

Kelly raised her eyebrows and glanced over to Ethan who seemed to be comparing two shades of black. “Do you think he has an eye for color just because he’s gay?”

“Exactly! That’s so prejudiced.” Chris snorted and grinned at their reflection in the mirror across the room.

“Nah, but he’s an artist. He must have an eye for color, right?” He shrugged and smiled at Kelly. “But I want a normal suit, without one of those weird long jackets.”

Kelly put the suit jacket back on the rack and kept browsing. “That’s fine. You’ll look good in anything.”

Ethan rushed back their way with a suit in his hand. Derek followed him empty-handed, since he only came for company. Apparently, he had already ordered some expensive suit online over a month ago.

“Rob, look, I found this tie made out of mole leather the vintage section.” Ethan’s hair was tied back in a neat ponytail. Combined with the glasses, it made him look like he meant business. “I’m planning to do this textured look, all black but with different fabrics.”

Robert stared at what used to be a mole’s back or tummy. For some reason, he never had this reaction when looking at cow leather or pig leather, but he supposed it was because they were being killed for burgers and pork stew anyway. It was a nice piece of... skin.

He looked up into Ethan’s eye, and something in his stomach made a quick backflip. Was Ethan waiting for his approval? Comments on fabrics he had no idea about? “That’s... interesting. Is Derek also doing all black?”

“Glad that you ask,” said Derek, touching the top of Ethan’s shoulder. Rob frowned. The guy’s teeth were the color of print paper, but Rob did his best to look up to Derek’s eyes, which were now wide with excitement. “I chose the school colors. Dark green suit and yellow details. And my mother got me this golden cross pin for the pocket.”

Chris nodded with a silly grin. “This makes so much sense. I like the forbidden love affair in the air. You know, Edward, the goth going to prom with the top cheerleader.”

Chris barely finished before Ethan growled at him. “Call me ‘Edward’ once more, and I’ll punch your face in.”

“Yeah, he looks nothing like an Edward.” Robert smiled at Ethan, unimpressed by the idea of a forbidden love affair between him and Derek. They had
nothing
in common anyway. “So, will you have any yellow or green as well?”

Ethan petted the tie in his hands as if it were a living animal. “No. We don’t have to look all matchy-matchy.”

Kelly pouted at them. “It’s different for guys I suppose.”

“So you’re dead set on that blue gown, yeah?” asked Rob, getting to his feet with a smile. He didn’t want to be forced to exchange his suit before the prom.

“It’s turquoise. It’s all paid for and everything. You wanna try this suit on?” She passed him a set. Ethan was already off to the fitting room with his outfit of choice.

Derek waved at him with a grin. “I’ll entertain Chris in the meanwhile.”

Robert snorted, noticing the slight shadow of uncertainty on his friend’s face but accepted the suit from Kelly and walked straight for the fitting room. He wondered where Ethan was. Maybe they could see one another before presenting themselves to everyone else

Ethan was the only one there, and his feet in black socks were a clear indication of where he was. He actually whistled the song they listened to last time they met up at Ethan’s place. Rob knocked on the thin door, remembering how it felt to come by rubbing their cocks together... even though he was a bit sorry he didn’t get to suck Ethan’s cock again.

“Who is it?” Ethan asked.

“Not Derek,” answered Robert with a grin and leaned into the door.

There was a pause, but then the door opened. Ethan was standing in just a pair of socks and black briefs. “Too bad. I was hoping for some hot Christian action.”

Robert growled. “Kinky. Can I come in?”

“Sure. Am I getting some hot jock action instead? Exciting.” Ethan grinned up at him but reached for a pair of black suit pants.

Rob pursed his lips as he walked into the large cubicle. There was a bench running along one of the edges and several hangers on the walls. “I don’t think we have enough time.”

“Maybe I’ll just call Derek over then.” Ethan poked Rob with his foot and put on a fitted black shirt, covering the little dancing rats on his stomach.

“Come on. His teeth are fake.” Robert grinned to present his own and pulled off his shirt.

“That’s so mean! He could be my future husband, you know.” Ethan slapped Rob’s arm, but then stopped moving altogether and stared at Rob’s chest.

Robert drew in a sharp breath as he looked into the dreamy eye in front of him. It was as if his arousal skyrocketed from zero to 100 percent within a few seconds. “How quick can you come?”

Ethan just stared. “Too quick for my own good?” he choked out.

Robert felt a flash of heat going through his body, and he quickly fell to his knees, reaching out for the fly of Ethan’s pants. His ears were pulsing so loudly he missed whatever Ethan would be saying to that. Maybe it was for the best.

Ethan didn’t stop him though and leaned against the wall. “But really quick. Fuck. If someone comes over, we’re screwed,” he whispered, but frantically reached out for his phone when it started ringing. “Or not screwed for that matter,” he groaned.

“Come on... we never get to this bit,” uttered Robert as he pulled the pants down along with Ethan’s underwear. The sharp, somewhat sweet smell filled his nostrils, drawing him in like a puppy on a leash. His eyes were on the beautiful head that was ripe for the taking.

Ethan’s eye widened, and he silently pointed to his phone, but didn’t actually push Rob away. He only got that pink flush on his pale cheeks. “Hi, yeah, this is Ethan,” he said into the phone, as his cock stiffened before Rob’s eyes.

Was that a yes? A no? Robert was tired of waiting so he just went for it, sucking the head into his mouth. The smoothness of it was giving him shivers as it lay on his tongue, heavier with every moment. It was nothing like that horrible ordeal over two weeks ago. Like the difference between sipping a cocktail and having moonshine poured down your throat.

Ethan’s fingers slid into Rob’s hair and gripped it at the top but didn’t pull him away.

“Yeah? Oh, wow, that sounds fantastic,” he said into the phone in a bit of a raspy voice. “Definitely, e-mail me the details.” He spread his thighs wider and Rob could feel the veins throb with heat on his tongue.

He leaned in, snaking one hand around Ethan’s thigh and gripped the base of his cock with the other, sucking the dick deep into his mouth. If they weren’t in a public place, he’d groan. He wanted to masturbate so bad! Finally, he got to properly suck on that gorgeous dick and be in charge of what he was doing. Ethan’s hand was an extra sensation at best, as he didn’t try to force his cock deeper into Robert’s mouth or direct him. He didn’t push him away either so Rob took it as a hint to proceed.

“Sure I can get more. We have loads of squirrels in Washington.” Ethan took a silent gulp of air, looking down at Rob just as he started sucking in earnest, licking around the shaft and kissing the head in random order. Even after watching so many porn movies, he had no idea what to do, what Ethan would like most. And even if he did, the knowledge would have all evaporated out of his head the moment he saw Ethan’s dick. He chose to let nature take its course and dove in, sucking on the musky flesh and teasing with the tip of his tongue. The fact there was someone talking to Ethan, unaware of what was going on at the other end of the line, made Robert’s arousal skyrocket. He never thought of himself as kinky, but there he was, sucking off a guy in a fitting room while said guy was on the phone, with their friends close by.

“Y-yeah… I’ll e-mail back,” Ethan rasped. “Thanks.” He turned off the phone and took a huge gulp of air. “Oh fuck,” he whispered, grabbing Rob’s head with his other hand as well. “I’m gonna come in, like, five seconds.”

Robert made a sound of agreement and bobbed his head forward. His own cock was already achingly hard, but this sensation was new, and he wanted to savor it as much as possible. Ethan had to bite on his hand to stifle the moan when he came, jerking his hips forward. Rob caught him just in time to regain control over the situation. Ethan’s seed hit his palate, making Rob squirm with excitement and squeeze his own cock through his jeans. He was so lightheaded he wouldn’t even notice if someone walked in on them. The taste wasn’t all that pleasant, but he didn’t care. It was come he earned with his first proper blow job, and he’d have it. So he swallowed.

Ethan took big gulps of air, trying to be as quiet as possible. His eye was wide and hazy as he looked down at Rob. “I changed my mind,” he whispered. “
You
can be my future husband.” A smile crawled up his red face.

Rob used the bench to pull himself up, gasping for air. He was puzzled by how oddly satisfied he was, even without having come himself. He’d never felt this way before, so on the edge and so content at the same time. “Good, Derek wouldn’t do,” he uttered, wondering how much time had passed. But Ethan had already moved on.

“Listen, Rob, we need to get squirrels. A lot of squirrels,” he muttered, with his pants still down and he gripped Rob’s cock through his pants.

But the moment they heard footsteps outside, he pushed Ethan away, biting back a groan. His heart thumped at the sight of a shadow outside the door.

“Guys, are you alive?”

Rob coughed. “Yeah, Ethan just had some phone call...”

“And this suit, it’s really good. I’m gonna take it.” Ethan rubbed his face and picked up his pants. “We have to get squirrels,” he said as if it was any of Kelly’s business.

“Yeah, mine’s too small, but I can come over another time,” Rob said. It would be easier without anyone trying to help him anyway. Straight to the point.

Ethan leaned over to Rob and silently kissed his chin. It was such a sweet gesture that Rob’s hard cock twitched in his pants in anticipation of something it wouldn’t get now.

“What squirrels?” Kelly asked.

Rob frowned and gave Ethan the ‘what squirrels?’ look.

“I’ll tell you on the way!” Ethan groaned and started swiftly putting on his clothes. He was out of the sex and back to business.

*

Robert winced when Chris’s pickup truck stumbled over some kind of obstacle. Again. He wondered how Kelly was doing, with her fatless bottom on the naked bed of the pickup truck. She didn’t look all that pleased, but unlike Derek, she’d decided to go with them anyway. Ethan was on the front seat, guiding Chris along the roads in the forest. The whole trip was pretty mental.

Apparently, Ethan got a phone call from some boutique in LA, which wanted to buy his ‘squirrel jewelry’ collection. The one that he had only made a sample of so far. Not only did Ethan agree, but claimed that he could have fifty sets done for them within the next weeks. As soon as they got out of that changing room, Ethan had proper madness in his eye. Robert felt like they suddenly changed into cartoon characters when Ethan shook him, and told him that they had to visit some crazy hunter in the forest to get a whole bunch of squirrels. Ethan took out all his savings from an ATM, and here they were, driving up to nowhere in order to buy dead rodents. His drive was both impressive and scary. Since when did a schoolboy know people who stacked up on dead animals?

“You okay?” asked Rob, trying to send out positive vibes. At least it wasn’t raining.

“Yeah, sure. It’s just so cold.” Kelly sighed and cuddled up in her puffy jacket. “I wasn’t really expecting a trip into the woods, but this is too exciting to pass on. Can’t believe he talked you guys into it.”

Rob shrugged, pondering whether he could stand the cold air without his jacket but eventually pulled it off and handed it to her. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it weren’t for the car moving. “He can be pretty persuasive.”

Kelly shuffled over to his side and put the jacket around her shoulders, cuddling up to him. “Thanks, Rob, that’s too sweet.” She stared at him, as if expecting something more, but he just smiled and raised his chin higher, so she went on, “So this guy’s name is Herbert, and he’s a taxidermist? What if he wants to stuff us all and hang us on the wall?”