Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2006 12:17:20 +0200
From: Russel Mohan <macron12@hotmail.com>
Subject: What's a Jock to do? Part 5. Bi/Encounters

The following is the conclusion, part 5 of a story, (What's a jock to do?)
written by me, Russel Mohan, Part 1,2,3, and 4 are already submitted to the
Bi/Encounters section.

Thank you very much!

TITLE- What's a jock to do? Part 4 Copyright Russel Mohan 2006

(I would really love to know what you, the readers think about my story,
and am thankful for the time spent reading my work.
Please send your honest comments to my e-mail, macron12@hotmail.com, really
appreciate your time!)


I didn't want to wake up in the morning. It was that simple. How could I
face the world after this life changing event. I felt turmoil gushing out of
my heart, consuming me with its never ending poison. It was the guilt of
having cheated on my girlfriend, with a guy, and a guy who was her best
friend. I really didn't know what to do or say to them both, and was glad
that I didn't have to face Kelly immediately, but knew I had to face her
very soon. As the sun rose, I still didn't want to wake up. I just held
Trini close to me, and kissed his cheeks, trying to lose myself in his
warmth and beauty when slowly the peace of the moment combined with his
prescence made all the turmoil and guilt slowly fade away, so that I could
truly enjoy this moment with him, that we shared.


His fever was gone by now, and I fully took credit for it, being the
arrogant jock I was Lol and as he woke up and lifted his upper body off the
bed and looked at me, saying morning I stretched out and lying there just
looked into his dark brown, almost black eyes. He didn't say much after,
just put his head on my chest and I held him tight. He felt loved I guess,
protected, and I really wanted him to feel that way with me, like a little
brother almost. But we would have to wake up soon to the world. This is what
I didn't want to do. But I knew I couldn't wake up to the same world, and
lie to Kelly. Some changes needed to be made, and I was not going to carry
on an affair with this boy behind my girlfriend's back.


He looked up at me and said he felt better.
" Robert, I think I should go, it's getting late in the morning, and I've
got some things to do", he looked into my eyes saying this trying to hide
his reluctance.
"I won't tell Kelly", he said. " I've always liked you from the start, but I
wasn't plotting this. I'll get dressed and go."


I looked at him and kissed those lips of his, sweet and beautiful. I told
him to wait, and take a shower, and I would take him home in my SUV. He said
he could take a cab into town, where he had some stuff to do, but I told him
to relax, that I had some stuff to do in town as well. He listened, and went
to the shower, and I went downstairs and made us some toast. I remembered
that his clothes would be dirty, so I went up again, when I finished making
breakfast, and got some clothes that were his size, in one of the spare
rooms. As I entered my room where he was changing, he had just come out of
my en suite bathroom, with a big white towel wrapped around his waist, as
being a huge guy, I only had big towels. He looked at me and smiled, a
little embarrassed. I smiled back and threw the clothes on the bed. Then I
looked at him intensely, with sex in my eyes, the heat of the situation
burning up the room setting our bodies on a rapid path of fire. I wanted to
have full on sex with him, do everything with him, right then and there.


And I was sure that he was thinking the same thing. He was young though, and
the last thing that I wanted, was to mess up his life, by involving him in a
love triangle. Well I wouldn't be messing up his life, just his friendship
with his best friend and my girlfriend, and well also wrecking my
relationship with her. I was falling in love with Trini, and I was already
in love with Kelly, as madly in love with this girl, my girlfriend, as any
man could be with a woman. I loved my life, and how it was. I wasn't like
some sad, pathetic loser, just moping around the place, like some beach bum
who didn't have the slightest idea about what he wanted. I felt proud of
myself and I really wanted to move further in life, as I had a lot to
accomplish.


As he stood there, and the heat of the moment became more apparent, I
realized why I was falling in love with him. He seemed so serene, so
peaceful, as if there was nothing wrong with him. Everything seemed like an
untouched meadow with him. He was beautiful for sure, and I liked him a lot,
and could see myself with him, really wanting to know what it would be like
to be with a guy and have a relationship with one, especially him.


He looked at me, with those beautiful eyes, and then his mouth opened.
"I don't know what to do or to say. I liked you from the day we met, and I
never dreamt that I would even get a conversation out of you, far less a
night of passion like that."






I had to respond with the truth, and I told him that I didn't know what was
going on, that I was confused, but that I knew for sure that I liked him a
lot. However, I didn't say that I was falling in love, as part of me, wanted
to wait and see what the future would bring, and not let him know about the
true strength of my feelings. But I didn't want this to be some long dragged
out affair. That would create more turmoil, and I was already having a hard
time dealing with the fact that I had already cheated on my beautiful
girlfriend, the girl that all my friends and family thought I should marry.
I was trying not to make last night feel like a mistake. A lot of men cheat
on their partners, with other people, including straight men like me,
cheating on their girlfriends with other guys.


A lot of those guys were just plain confused to me. Sleeping around with
other men, then going back to their wife or girlfriend, doing it over and
over again, like a totally regular thing. I didn't want that mess to be my
life, not for sexual gratification. For me having feelings for men, wasn't
some `weird fetish' it was something that was true and real, but I just
needed time to see where I could take this. There was just one thing to do,
and that was to make a fast decision, and avoid any kind of prolonged pain
and hurt to the people I cared for, meaning, Kelly and Trini.


I looked at Trini, and told him the truth right there to his face, that I
was dying to make love to him, but that I couldn't, at least not yet, not
while I had Kelly to think about.
"You're a good man", he said.
He got dressed and then we had breakfast.


After I dropped Trini off in town and did what I had to do. I had decided
that very day, to have a serious discussion with Kelly. We had dinner at
night and it was great how we still got along, after I had confessed all to
her, that I had slept with her best friend, and that we both hadn't intended
for it to happen, that we both felt sorry about it.





She held my hand, as I broke down in the parking lot, where I had told her
everything, and how guilty I had felt about it. I had a hard time coming to
terms with what had happened, and she told me that in life we were meant to
fall down, weather it's caused by ourselves or situations or other people
and it's up to us to decide how we get over them, and pick ourselves up.


I realized that she was right, and I wept in her arms. The pain was way less
because she was there, and she totally understood what I was going through,
as she knew that in society, people are meant to play roles, and sometimes
those roles, aren't entirely who we are. We went home, and slept together,
she made love to me, made me cum, made my body yearn and ache passionately.
Then the next morning, she made a date with Trini to talk to him.


Naturally I had told Trini about my plans that night to take Kelly out and
let her know everything, and when she met Trini, she said that she
understood and both forgave us for sleeping together that night. Trini said
that the situation was in our hands now, mine and Kelly's. That he would
stay out and away, but a few days after, what was coming came, and me and
Kelly broke up.


As usual everyone was shocked, and no one was told anything in the way of
details, about what had happened between me and Trini. He had to be
protected, as he was innocent in all of this, just a kid and the last thing
that he needed was my groups of friends and Kelly's calling him a home
wrecker. So what was left to do? I and Kelly got closer, but Trini dropped
of the scene, he wrote us a letter and said that he was sorry for the second
time.










He knew there was no bad blood. Kelly and I got closer however, and even
though the break up was difficult, I concentrated on by surf stores and
opened up a few more around the area. I needed to meet a guy though, and
after two months, Kelly was seeing someone new and so was I. It was too good
to be true, but in this case, it was the real deal, after all that
suffering, I finally had what was coming to me. He was a great guy, also a
football player, entering college studying business or something along those
lines. He was Trini's age, and I loved him dearly, we had met at the bar on
the beach one morning while I was having coffee there, and there was nowhere
to sit, so he came over and asked if he could share the table, we got to
talking, and he said he was new in the area. His name was James, and he was
half French, half American, coming from New York, and very handsome, tall,
not as tall as me though. He was a happy, healthy kid and from the moment he
sat down that day we met, we both knew something had happened. We didn't
make love that night, but switched phone numbers, both of us not knowing
that we were both totally, already falling hard for each other.


I saw Trini a few times around, but we never said hi to each other, he and
Kelly had stopped hanging out together and there was no news about him. By
this time, I had started to go out to the gay bars, with James who was now
officially my boyfriend. We did they gay scene together, attending some
parties and even flying away to New York when we could.


The gay scene was great and we even made some really cool friends, gay
athletes, people in that field, as me and James were both passionate about
sports, football, etc. However, the gay scene wasn't our life, and seldom
did do the gay bars, but enjoyed them when we did.


We planned a summer trip to Paris, and Kelly was there to wish us well at
the airport when the plane took off. She wrote a few days after and said
that she and Trini had gotten back in contact, and were planning a trip
somewhere, maybe Paris too. Kelly had broken up with her new boyfriend, and
Trini was there to help when I wasn't, and they both got back to being best
friends.






They joined us in Amsterdam, a few weeks after, and we both sat down at the
terrace of a great gay bar, watching the Dutch go by in the very gay
district of this small Dutch city. It was vibrant, beautiful and the people
were great, I even thought I saw a hot guy chatting Trini up. We all got
along great, and Kelly was our princess of the group, and she was having a
blast, hanging out with three hot guys, such as us.

One night we went to Greece, to the island of Mykonos and took a wonderful
hotel on the beach, near all the great gay bars and clubs. I saw Trini out
there in the moonlight on the beach one night when he said he was going to
take a walk. I looked out the balcony while James slept as we shared a room,
naturally, and watched out on the beach at Trini's tiny figure strolling
along undisturbed. I immediately got concerned when I saw another figure
walking in his direction, probably another guest at the hotel, but all my
fears went when I saw the two started talking to each other and headed back
to the hotel together.


The next morning, we all had to meet each other for breakfast in the hotel
breakfast room. As Kelly came down, me and James were already at the table
for four, and I asked where Trini was, as she had come alone. She then said
she was going to ask us the same thing, as she he didn't sleep in their room
last night. With concern in our minds, we looked around, until two guys came
up to us, one Trini, and the other was the mystery man from last night. They
said they were going to take a walk on the beach and meet up with us later.
We were all shocked at this, but happy, as the two held hands as they left
the room. Watching them go I felt happy for Trini, and I took James' hand
just then under the table, and we continued doing so, even after we got up
and went into town with Kelly at our side.