The Influencer - Part 2

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He knew.

It had been almost two weeks since it had happened. His underwear was now buried down the side of my bed, destroyed in cum, new and old, and all this time, Cooper knew.

I lay there in a state of utter shock. Had he told his parents? Had his parents told my parents? How on earth would I ever look at the kid in the eyes again?

My brain scrambled over the last two weeks. I'd seen him since. Hell, I changed the wheel on his car just a few days ago, and he knew! I should have been throwing my guts up with worry, but the second part of the caption kept my erection fully filled.

Who thinks I should give him a real treat?

What did he mean? Did he mean what I hoped that he meant? If so, why hadn't he done anything or even said anything? Perhaps he wasn't annoyed or disgusted by me? Or maybe he was, and he was simply showing off to his followers. Whatever the reason, I had fucked up big time, and if I wanted to get out of this without my reputation being ripped apart in front of the entire town, I needed to do something about it.

The idea of approaching Cooper now was stomach churning. Yes, he was still the most jaw droppingly handsome guy I had ever laid eyes on, and coupled with the fact that he had an interest in men, he was literally a dream come true, but I'd made a fatal error, and having my photo up online and being branded the pervy neighbour was not going to end well for me.

I tossed and turned all night, but when I eventually woke on the Saturday morning, my entire body was filled with dread. I showered, dressed and did my best to eat breakfast, but all the while I felt completely ashamed of myself.

He had every right to drag me through the dirt. I had done something unspeakably depraved to him, and I'd been caught in the act. He probably wouldn't even want to speak to me, let alone take down the post, but what choice did I have? How long would it be before people who knew me in real life followed his videos to his Twitter and found the photo? I had to do it, so after an hour of working out what it was I needed to say, I left my house and walked the short distance to his.

It was silly. I was twenty five years old and I'd been through some rough times before, but I had never been as nervous in my entire life than I was as I stood outside his front door and knocked.

"He's just a kid" I told myself, and immediately regretted admitting that. He wasn't a kid. He was eighteen years old for fuck's sake. So maybe he was a kid? Oh god, I was a monster. A dirty, filthy, perverted, depraved...

"Hey Jason" he beamed at me from inside his door. He was shirtless, just like he always was, with beads of fresh swear rolling down his perfect young body, glistening against the morning sun as it rose behind me.

"Oh... Uh... Hey" I managed, my cheeks burning instantly.

He cocked a brow and flashed a sweet grin. "Um... Yeah?"

This wasn't going how I wanted it to go. I was tongue tied. This boy was literally having a physical effect on me, but I needed to make things right, and I needed to do it now.

"Cooper, can I uh... Can I talk to you about something?" I asked.

A white towel hung around his neck, and I could see in my peripheral that the only item of clothing on his body were his shorts, but I kept my eyes on his, because the last thing I needed now was an awkward erection.

"Sure" he shrugged, and stepped aside.

"Um... Maybe we could talk in private?" I asked, cringing.

"My folks are out" Cooper told me, "they won't be back until tonight".

I nodded, took a deep breath and stepped inside his house. It was nicer than ours. Much more modern and trendy. His parents were both in their mid thirties, so it wasn't surprising, but I wasn't there to admire their interior design.

"Are you good?" He asked, as he followed me into their spacious living room.

"Yeah, yeah" I lied, "I just um... I just want to apologise, man".

I watched as he strolled across the room and grabbed his water bottle. He held it up to his mouth, parted his lips and squeezed until his mouth flooded with water. He gulped it down as his beautiful eyes remained on me, and if I didn't know any better, I'd almost say that he was grinning.

"Apologise for what?" He asked, scrubbing his messy damp hair with the towel.

He wasn't making this easy. But then again, why should he? I was the pervert here, not him.

"I uh... I did something, Cooper" I told him, as my heart hammered in my chest and sweat began to form on my forehead, "I did something pretty messed up".

He sat down on the second sofa and rested his elbows on his knees which he slowly spread apart. Oh god, why was he so fucking hot.

"I stole something from your back yard" I said, averting my gaze because I simply couldn't face him anymore.

"Oh yeah" he said, "my boxers".

The words were almost chilling. It's not like I didn't already knew that he was aware of my crime, but hearing him say it so flippantly was not what I had expected. I kept my eyes on the polished wooden floor and nodded, ashamedly.

"So um... Can I have them back?" He asked with a soft rasp of laughter, and I definitely hadn't expected that.

"I'll buy you new ones" I told him, my face burning, "actually, you know what, I'll give you the cash. A hundred? Two?"

I stole a glance at him and he was looking at me like I had ten heads.

"Two hundred bucks for some cheap boxer briefs?" He laughed, "damn, bro, what undies do you wear?"

This was too confusing for me. Was he angry or was he calm? He didn't seem angry, but he'd called me a perv online? What did this kid want?

"It's just... I um... I saw..."

"Oh the Twitter thing?" He chuckled, wiping his face with the towel, "I'll take it down if you want".

Again, so flippant.

"I'd really appreciate it, man" I sighed, feeling as though the weight of the world had just been lifted from my shoulders, "and I promise, it won't ever happen again".

"Whatever" he yawned, and got to his feet, stretching his smooth young body, "but you've gotta suck my dick first".

The words didn't register for a second. I was already standing up when they hit me, and I froze in the middle of his living room. My eyes widened, and slowly I turned back to the handsome teen.

"Sorry... What?"

"You heard me" he shrugged, "you went onto my Twitter for a reason, right? You stole my underwear for a reason. Now you're here, so let's do it".

The room began to swim around me. Was Cooper serious? After everything that I'd done, was he really offering me a reward? I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"I... I'm older" I managed, and the young man laughed.

"Yeah no shit" he said, "you dress like you're still in the nineties".

I took minor offence, but that wasn't my greatest concern. I watched as the lithe teenager draped himself onto the sofa and kicked his bare feet onto the other end. He took his phone out and began scrolling, and a moment later he looked back up at me with raised brows.

"Well?" He asked, "are you gonna suck it or not?

There was something playfully teasing about his tone. He was trying to be dominant, but he was too inexperienced to pull it off, so it sounded more like a tantrum. Despite that, I caught him stifling a grin as he scrolled.

"Are you sure about this, Cooper?" I asked, my body shaking, "I don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you to do this".

"It was my idea, wasn't it?" He scoffed, "plus, I haven't busted a load in two days".

Even hearing him say the words made me swell. This was quite literally the best outcome that I could have ever hoped for, and with one final deep breath, I walked toward the stunning young man and got to my knees next to him.

I'd never sucked a dick in my life, but I was prepared to become the best damn cock sucker on the planet for him. He lifted his ass as I grabbed the waistband of his shorts and slowly slid them down.

His smooth groin appeared first, completely hairless from his daily skincare routine. The base of his manhood came next, the most I'd gotten to see so far. The fabric travelled further down his soft shaft, exposing more and more of his flawless flesh, until it flopped out and hit his groin with a soft slap.

"Might be a bit funky" he laughed, pulling his eyes away from his phone as his cock moved of its own accord. "I've just worked out".

I didn't care how funky it was. It was the most beautiful dick I'd ever seen before in my life. It was fat and long, and didn't seem suited to his slender, yet muscular body. The head was large and slightly pinker than the rest of him, and his balls were loose and wrinkled, moving slightly upwards in his sack as I watched.

"There" he said, turning the phone toward me as the post was deleted, "now you better make it worth my while" he added with a laugh.

I reached for it and felt him tense as my fingers closed it into my palm. His pulse vibrated through his meat, and it felt heavy in my hand.

Cooper sighed contently and lay back on his arms. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath so that his budding muscular chest rose slightly and fell, and without a second of hesitation, I guided his warm, soft cock into my mouth and felt fireworks inside me.

His sweet, musky stench wafted over me. The sweat was fresh, but his junk had been stewing in it and the flavour was the best I'd ever tasted. It was strong, yet soft. Harsh, yet delicious. I ran my tongue along his smooth glans, enjoying the saltiness of him as he moaned gently.

My hands rested on his smooth groin. Even the stubble had been removed, and when my nose rubbed off him, he felt like silk.

Cooper's breathing became heavier as he began to stiffen between my lips. The larger he became, the more difficult it was to keep him fully inside me, but if I choked to death on Cooper Lawson's beautiful cock, then I'd die a happy man.

I bobbed up and down on it, my mouth making slurping and popping sounds as I pleasured him. I was bulging in my own pants, but I wasn't focused on that now, I was focused on him.

I licked up the underside, tasting my own saliva as it mixed with his juices in a tangy cocktail of bodily fluids. His balls had become tighter now, almost as though they were preparing for the main event, but I wanted to prolong this forever.

I took his helmet back into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lapping at the ridge as he shivered and cooed. I flicked his frenulum, and his hand shot out and held my shoulder as if to steady himself.

"Oh" he whimpered, his hips tensing as I worked his sensitive organ.

I couldn't control myself anymore. I wanted every single inch of the beautiful young man, and suddenly I forgot why I was even there, and I lifted his bare legs into the air, and repositioned myself between them.

I expected him to argue, but Cooper stayed silent and simply watched as I tongued at his smooth balls.

With each breath, my lungs filled with his musk. It made me moan almost as much as he was, but I wasn't finished yet.

I dragged my tongue further down his private parts, feeling his warm, moist balls rub up my face as my tongue slid down his taint and searched for his most intimate area.

My hand found his stiff cock, and I held it like a handle as my tongue brushed across his hole. He clenched it and let out a sharp breath which broke away as I flicked him wetly.

"Oh god" he moaned, his back arching and his buttocks clenching.

He was so incredibly smooth. So incredibly delicious. Everything about the young man was perfect in every way, and when my tongue crept inside him, and his sweet flavours spread through my mouth, I felt my cock tense against the sofa, and I knew I was cumming.

I sloshed my hand up and down his eager tool as I made out with his ass. It was better than anything I had ever had before. Better than any female I had ever been with.

As my load poured into my underwear, Cooper let out a long, pleasured moan and said "I'm gonna cum, Jason".

I pulled my hungry tongue from his beautiful entrance and took him back into my mouth. His balls churned, his young body tensed up, and his moans filled the room.

I felt his shaft inflate as splashes of the creamiest, tastiest cum shot from his swollen cock. It flooded my mouth instantly, making me gulp it down as he thrust upwards and deeper into my throat. More of it came, spurting deep as I swallowed, and I held his balls and felt them work hard as they emptied.

"Holy shit" he gasped, when it was finally over, "that was the best thing I've ever felt".

I was too busy cleaning up what I'd missed with my tongue, but when the lad had gone soft and was whimpering against my licks, I sat back and exhaled.

"I'm really sorry about the boxers" I told him, feeling the slight pinch of post-nut clarity, "I feel terrible".

Cooper sat up but let his shorts slide off his ankles. He had a grin from ear to ear as he peered around at my wet pants.

"Doesn't look like you feel terrible" he laughed, pointing at my cum stains, "but don't worry about it, I was hoping you'd make a move some day".