Chapter 132 – Indiscretion
Monday, April 24 (10: 45 AM)
After stepping onto the front porch and allowing Nick to lock the door behind us, Zack led us towards his sports utility vehicle; a black Honda CR-V which was parked a dozen or so meters away from the house.
I'm actually glad I didn't find the need to make any comment about Zack owning two big vehicles, 'cause as Nick later explained to me, the CR-V was inherited from his dad, who'd sadly passed away less than a year ago.
As we approached the parked SUV, Jeremy immediately moved towards one of the back passenger side doors so that he could sit with me. Truth be known, I was looking forward to spending the trip in the back with him while the two big guys sat up front.
But apparently, our two Alpha-hunks had other plans for us.
"No, boi. Come here." Zack ordered, wrapping his big leather-clad hand around Jeremy's upper right arm. "You're riding up front with me." he said, opening the front passenger side door and guiding the lad in.
"I wanna keep an eye on you." he added, quickly flashing my own Alpha a discreet smirk.
Jeremy didn't say anything and kept his gaze cast downwards, even as Zack led him up front.
"Alright princess, get in." Nick spoke, opening the back door and smacking me on the ass as I stepped up into the vehicle.
For some reason, being called "princess" didn't bother me one bit.
I actually kind of enjoyed the attention I was being given, and couldn't help but giggle in excitement at my boyfriend's hands-on, no-nonsense approach.
I stepped in and sat down on the leather seat, but even as Nick moved in behind me, my attention was almost solely focused on Zack's overbearing manner.
I watched as he sat the boi down and watched as pulled the seatbelt up and buckled his little protégé into his seat.
"There...nice and tight." he said, pulling the security belt out and allowing the reeling mechanism to reel it back in and lock down.
"Dude. You sure he's old enough to sit up front?" Nick teased, 'causing his buddy to snicker as he secured the cute nineteen year old kid to his seat.
I couldn't see Jeremy's face from my view in the backseat.
But I'm fairly certain he must've been blushing like crazy by now.
"Yeah. I just don't want this cute little munchkin goin' anywhere." Zack retorted, pinching Jeremy's left cheek between his strong, leather-clad fingers before letting out a quick snicker.
Jeremy was blushing all right.
He was being treated like a child!
Nick got in and closed the door before unstrapping the lunchbox from his shoulders and putting it on the floor behind the driver's seat, next to a big pair of work boots, which I assumed were Zack's.
Even though the SUV was quite large, it actually felt pretty cramped in the back.
The trunk was apparently full, which meant Nick and I would have to share the back seat with Zack's massive hockey bag.
For those of you who don't play hockey; a hockey bag is basically the same as a gym bag, only three times bigger!
Naturally I was sitting in the middle, squashed between Zack's sports bag and my giant boyfriend, who didn't go out of his way to make sure I had enough space.
The leather seats were real comfy though, and the SUV smelled rather nice.
Besides...I could think of FAR worse things than spending an hour or two trapped in the back of a cluttered vehicle with my sexy boyfriend.
Zack got in the driver seat, turned the heat on and then buckled up. He reached for the front compartment over Jeremy's knees and pulled out a pair of dark sunglasses before putting them on.
I could see his face from the reflection in the rear view mirror, and I have to admit, he looked drop-dead gorgeous with his shades on.
In a matter of minutes, we were on the highway and heading north, out of the city.
It didn't take long for Nick to wrap his arm wrapped around me, quite literally crushing me against his buff frame.
I put my head on his chest, enjoying the sensation of his super puffy jacket rubbing against my right cheek and gazing upwards in an attempt to contemplate his incredibly handsome face.
Nick glanced down at me and flashed me an approving smirk before tightening his left arm around my seated form and pulling me in even closer.
If it hadn't been for the fact that I was so nervous and excited about this little double-date of ours, I would've probably been able to fall asleep like that.
The strong smell of leather permeated the air around us, and the sound of Zack's tight jacket creaking against the leather seat contrasted nicely with the swooshing noise Nick's incredibly fat puffer made every time he moved.
Zack eventually turned the radio on to listen to some music.
It wasn't loud, but combined with the sound of the heated air rushing out of the vents all around us, it was hard to make out what he and Jeremy were chatting about up front.
"Dude, turn the heat down. I'm fuckin' dying back here." Nick eventually cried out, opening his window up a crack.
After a minute or two of letting some cool air spill inside the SUV, my Alpha pulled his window back up and resumed browsing on his phone while I dozed off against his very warm, very puffy torso.
I was a bit surprised at the fact that he was able to use his phone even with his gloves on. But the creaking leather skin molding his digits didn't seem to hinder him in the slightest, nor did it interfere with any of the touchscreen functions on his phone.
A few uneventful minutes went by, until our handsome driver suddenly decided to turn the music down and liven things up a bit.
"So...you guys had fun last night?" Zack asked, quickly readjusting his mirror so that he could glance back at the two of us.
At first, I didn't know what he was talking about.
But Nick's guilty smile and the ensuing exchange of laughter quickly alerted me to the fact that our sex life wasn't as intimate as I thought.
Nick smirked cockily and then turned his phone towards me so that I could see the photo on his screen.
It took me a full second to realise that I was looking at myself, or at least,
part of myself!
The cocky blond hunk chuckled in triumph as his fingers swiped through an entire COLLECTION of photos...photos of him sitting on me and photos of his giant cock and balls resting over my trapped face.
"Niiiiick!" I cried out, furrowing my brow up and opening my mouth wide in disbelief.
I couldn't believe it.
Taking photos was bad enough. Sending them to Zack was even worse!
I gave the jock a series of light punches and tried to sit up and distance myself from him to let him know I was pissed off. But the stupid jerk apparently thought it was really funny, 'cause he just laughed and wrapped his arm around me even tighter.
"Yeah, he had a lotttt of fun last night." Nick answered, laughing at my demise and at the fact that Zack apparently LOVED the photos he'd taken.
Poor Jeremy had no idea of what we were talking about.
"They didn't keep you up, did they?" I heard Zack ask the boi, speaking in a low, gentle tone.
Jeremy shook his head no.
Those sleeping pills must've knocked him out cold, 'cause he apparently had no recollection of strange noises coming from our bedroom last night.
Come to think of it, even if he
had been awake, I'm not sure he would've heard anything from within my boyfriend's crazy thick expedition bag.
I'd only been in Nick's bag twice, but on both occasions I couldn't hear a THING except for the noisy swooshing of nylon rubbing against my skin every time I moved a muscle.
In any case, as far as I was concerned, the less Jeremy knew about last night, the better.
Unfortunately for me though, Nick didn't seem to share that philosophy.
"D'you wanna see what Steven was up to last night?" Nick laughed, putting his hand on Jeremy's seat and scooting forward so that he could show my friend some of those compromising pics he'd taken.
Jeremy was obviously interested.
But I was furious.
"No! Niiiick!" I cried out, desperately trying to wrestle the phone out of my boyfriend's hand.
My attempts to do so failed rather miserably.
And before I knew it, a HUGE leather-clad hand clamped itself over my protesting face and pinned me back against my brutish Alpha's broad torso.
"Nnnmmmphhhh..." I cried out, suddenly finding myself unable to open my mouth or formulate any kinda protest from inside my boyfriend's giant, gloved hand.
My big, blond oafish lover seemed intent on showing off those photos of him jerking off over my face.
And buckled up, held down and muffled up like I was...I couldn't do a THING to stop him.
"Shhhh. Quiet." Nick ordered, ignoring my muffled pleas and scooting forward in his seat to give young Jeremy a better view of his phone.
I cried out again, before finally surrendering myself to the overpowering smell of leather that filled my nostrils whenever I attempted to breathe in. Nick's thick police gloves creaked furiously as he tightened his grasp over my face, but he had absolutely no trouble keeping me muzzled up and quiet.
His hands were huge and easily covered two thirds of my face; from my chin, right up to the bridge of my nose.
I can't tell you how surprised I was when Zack decided to step in and shield Jeremy's eyes from the photo's Nick wanted to share.
"Don't look. You're too young for those photos." he chuckled, extending his arm and temporarily clamping his gloved hand over Jeremy's upper face to stop him from looking.
"Get outta here!" Nick laughed, scooting forward and moving his phone up between the two front seats so that Jeremy could look at the photos he'd taken.
Zack shook his head and snickered before removing his hand from Jeremy's face and focusing back on the road ahead.
I cried out, but it was already too late.
Jeremy was real quiet at first.
It probably took him a few seconds to realize what he was looking at.
But once he did, his face turned beet red and he couldn't stop a disbelieving smile from curling up his lips.
Zack too managed to throw a quick glance at Nick's phone.
But contrary to the young, green eyed teen, he was very vocal about it.
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"Awww dude! Hahaha! That's fucking NASTY!" he laughed, grinning like crazy as he pulled his eyes off the screen and forced his focus back onto the road.
With all three of them laughing at my expense, I couldn't help but roll my eyes and furrow my brow in disapproval.
This was all Nick's fault.
"Mmmpphh...uugghnnmmpphh...mmppphh!" I tried telling him, glaring upwards as he casually settled back into his seat and put his phone away in one of his pockets.
I wasn't
really angry. Just a little...annoyed, I guess.
I still had a lot of pride, and my boyfriend's indiscretion was incredibly humiliating. Especially for a private guy like myself.
My muffled protests didn't fail to provoke some more chuckles from up front.
At least everyone ELSE was having fun.
"Awww, I think Stevie-boi's upset." Zack teased, flashing me a toothy grin and readjusting his mirror so that he could see my gagged face even better.
I grunted angrily in my big boyfriend's hand, but that only made Zack chuckle even more.
Things calmed down considerably after that.
Nick kept his left arm wrapped around me, while using his right hand to keep me quiet and properly handgagged.
His grip over my face wasn't uncomfortably tight, but it was still tight enough to stop me from being able to speak or make too much noise.
Breathing was the difficult part.
I knew he wasn't doing it on purpose, but with hands to match his size, getting enough air in my nostrils was always an issue when Nick was in the process of handgagging me.
I spent the next ten or fifteen minutes fighting for air, and had to work furiously hard just to get a few sniffs from inside my boyfriend's large hand.
The smell of his gloves was making me dizzy, and the fact that he was apparently oblivious to the difficulties I was experiencing, caused my dick to grow hard.
I sniffed and glared at the sizeable hand covering my face.
Still, the two-meter-tall, puffer-clad hunk took no notice of me and continued looking out the window as though handgagging me was the most natural thing in the world.
I knew that if I screamed real loud, I could probably alert him to the fact that he was smothering me.
But I didn't want to.
As messed up as it sounds, I actually
wanted to be held down and smothered.
His gloved hand was giving me such a hard time. But honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Half an hour into our little road trip, we took the exit that led to a small town and pulled up in front of the local supermarket.
Nick and Zack both thought it was a good idea to get our lunches here and stock up on snacks for our afternoon picnic.
The SUV came to a halt and Zack parked in an empty corner of the parking lot.
"Wanna come with me?" he asked Jeremy, taking his sunglasses off and putting his gloved hand on the boy's lap.
"Okay." came the green eye lad's soft reply.
I thought we'd all be going, but when Nick handed Zack some cash, I understood we'd stay in the car and let the two love birds go grocery shopping together.
I didn't quite realize it at first, but looking back on this day, it kinda made sense.
Nick and Zack were smart. Probably smarter than I gave them credit for.
In a town and in a grocery store where Jeremy had never been, Zack would be the only thing he knew.
Subconsciously, the boy would quickly learn to associate Zack with safety, since Zack was the only thing he'd be familiar with in this new setting.
That would only serve to reinforce the growing bond that was forming between them.
Or at least, that was part of the plan.
Nick finally released me from his iron grip and allowed me to sit up a bit.
I have to admit, I was a bit amazed when I saw Zack step out of the SUV, walk over to Jeremy's side of the vehicle and open the door for him.
Nick was many things. But being gallant and chivalrous was
definitely not on top of his list.
The best I could hope for was a slap on the ass.
Not that I didn't enjoy it. Quite the opposite, in fact.
I actually really enjoyed my lover's rough touch and his no-nonsense, hands-on style.
Even so, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit envious of the way Jeremy was being courted right now.
Nick was a total stud, but Zack was
definitely the knight in shining armour.
Jeremy unbuckled himself and stepped out of the Honda, allowing his muscular mentor to close the door behind him.
Zack made eye contact with Nick and threw us a wink before draping his arm around the small lad's shoulders and setting course for the supermarket, leaving Nick and I alone in the back seat.
Nick and I didn't speak at first.
I just pressed myself against him and remained quiet while he sat there and browsed on his phone.
I was incredibly turned on by the fact that he still had his tight gloves and extremely fat North Face puffer on.
He looked positively GODLY wearing his sports cap and sunglasses.
I closed my eyes and tried dosing off for a bit, but my big blond Alpha suddenly took interest in the contents of his friend's hockey bag and decided to do a bit of investigating.
"Let's check his gear out." he said, reaching across the SUV to grab the huge bag that took up the entire left portion of the back seat.
Big gloved hands scrambled to find opening, and in less than a second, the sound of a heavy duty zipper being unzipped filled my ears.
Suffice it to say, we were NOT ready for the stench that spilled out of Zack's hockey bag.