Date: Sun, 17 Mar 2002 17:06:41 -0700
From: Joseph Farrin <bigblaise@hotmail.com>
Subject: APARTMENT NEXT DOOR - PART 3

THE APARTMENT NEXT DOOR - PART 3

On August 1st., Lucas had rang our door bell, introduced himself to my mom
and told her he was wondering if I would be interested in helping him
unload a small U-Haul trailer he had towed over behind his car, and, of
course, he would pay me.  She invited him in, asked if he had had breakfast
to which he responded just a cup of coffee and a couple of doughnuts he had
eaten in the car.  Mom told him to go up to my bedroom, the one at the rear
of the house, get me out of bed and she would fix breakfast for the both of
us.  He was standing right by the side of the bed and I still hadn't heard
him.  He put his mouth close to my ear and said:

Wake up Stud.

I opened my eyes and recognized him immediately.  I had forgotten how
handsome he was - short blonde hair, blue eyes, a dimpled chin and a large
mouth.  His chest filled out his T-shirt.  He was wearing shorts and his
legs were strong looking, and quite hairy.  He pulled me out of bed.  My
dick was out of my underwear; he swatted my butt and said to go piss.  When
I got back to the room I reached to the floor for a pair of shorts, but he
grabbled my arm and said: No so fast, Buddy.  He put his arms around me and
kissed me.  Then, holding me, he took his dick out of his stuck it in my
fly, sort of fucked me between my legs.

You've had that guy down there horny ever since I saw you on the ladder, he
has been wanting to play with your dick for a month now.

God, Lucas you operate fast, don't you?

I am inclined to do that when I really want someone.  Do you object?

No, I said, and put my arms around him.  In fact, I like it.  You have made
it clear that we both had the same feelings the minute we met.  And I was
hoping it would turn out this way.

After breakfast he got the key from Mrs. Erickson and told her I was going
to help him unload.  After he looked around the apartment, he sent me back
home to get a couple of cups of coffee, if my mom didn't mind.  I brought
back a carafe and a couple of mugs.

Drinking our coffee at the kitchen table, he said: I just wanted to stare
at you a while before we started work.  He wanted to know about me and I
was anxious to know about him.  We talked all the time we were working.  We
got everything into the apartment and the boxes located in the rooms that
he had marked on the boxes.  We got his bed made and it was just about time
for lunch.  We went to McDonalds.  Sat outside where it was private and
just kept talking.  He was from the southwestern part of the state, a town
called Delta.  He had been gay as long as he could remember but didn't get
active until high school.  At college, in Greeley, there was lots of
good-looking stuff but only a small part of it was available. He had
several relationships during his four years there.



I told him about Matt, Kevin and Cory.  He couldn't believe all my
experiences had revolved around the apartment and thought I had really had
some quite heavy, quite exciting encounters for a boy my age.  He asked how
old I was and I told him I was 12 years and 5 months old.

We brought Cokes back to the apartment.  By 4:30 we had made a real dent in
the unpacking.  His clothes were all in the closet and dresser.  Dishes,
glasses, flatware and cooking utensils were in the pantry.  He said he
would eat out tonight and maybe I would go with him tomorrow to show him
were the nearby supermarkets were.

Lucas turned on the air-conditioning and locked the doors.  Took my hand
and led me back to the bedroom, pulled the bedspread back and began to
undress me.  He let me undress him.  He was beautiful from head to toe.
His cock was between 5 and 6 inches, erect, slender and had a beautiful
cock head that was bigger than the shaft.
  It almost looked as though it was intended for a fatter cock.  His balls,
shaved, were huge - the biggest I had ever seen.  I remarked on them and he
said he had ran onto a porno site on the net that referred to really big
balls as "breeder balls", suggesting they held lots of baby making juices.
He wanted to know what I would let him do with me, saying boys had always
turned him on but he had never had the chance to do anything with one.  I
told him that if he could put his hands on some lube in the unpacked
bathroom boxes, I would love to have him fuck me.  From Clay, I knew I
could take Lucas' slender meat.

Oh it was fantastic to have another man-cock up my ass, moving in and out.
Clay had really left me hungry for cock in there.  Lukas was gentle but
kept telling me how hot I was, how good it felt and how tight I was.  I
guess "breeder nuts" was the correct description for his balls.  He flooded
my ass.  He was a long time pulling out.  He said that after he started to
cum, my ass seemed be having contractions and it was just like I was
milking his cock.  In fact, Toby, you made me cum twice, but my nuts are
dried out now.  Then, too, packing stuff I hadn't had any sex for a week.
You're lucky I didn't take you in bed this morning.

The next morning I showed him where the supermarkets were and he shopped
one of them.  It came out, while driving home, that he was kind of
concerned about yesterday.  I guess he was trying to tell me he thought he
had come on too strong, we'd gotten right down to sex too fast and he hoped
he hadn't screwed up what he hoped would be a nice relationship between the
two of us.  I decided to tease him a little.

Don't worry about it Lucas.  We had both had kind of been waiting for a
month, and we were really sexed up.  But I do have one complaint about what
you did?

Oh, Toby, what did I do wrong?

You were so fucking eager to get into my boy twat that you forgot the
foreplay.  Next time I want some fondling, some French kissing, some ear
nibbling that sort of stuff.




He reached over and squeezed my ear lobe with his thumb and forefinger,
saying, "You little shit.  You really had me worried.  Next time I'm going
to show you what foreplay is really like."  Kevin's voice seemed to be
talking to me, telling me that once you get them hooked you have a certain
power that you can exercise over them.

I felt I had Lucas hooked.  I had never had anybody that looked at me and
smiled at me in quite the same way as he did.  I was going to get a lot of
fucking out of that cock of his; I liked it - not to mention some sucking
on it, too.

I had heard the term "boy lover" and I knew that was what Lucas was tending
to fairly rapidly.  The only trouble was getting together, which was
limited to my parents going some place in the evenings.  I told him about
my housecleaning and errand running role with Matt.  He agreed that would
be great on Saturday mornings, while he ran errands and did grocery
shopping.  It would guarantee a once a week, legitimate opportunity.  So,
every Saturday morning before he left the house, or when he got home, I got
my ass fucked or he got his cock sucked.  His foreplay was wonderful.  His
first morning, sticking his cock into the fly of my underwear was a clue,
but I didn't recognize it because I had never heard of frottage.  He was
into it very heavy and very good at it.  He could excite both himself and
me to near climax with rubbing his dick over mine, around my face, across
my lips and in my armpits.  He was a master at it.

In October, Lucas came over one day and asked my mom if I could go to
Boulder with him for a Saturday and part of a Sunday.  He had a friend from
Delta that was going to the University that had three tickets to Saturday's
football game.  He said I had mentioned that I had never seen the
University of Colorado or a college level football game; he thought it
would be an enlightening experience for me.


Bless my Mom.  She always was very innocent, and replied: Why, yes, that
would be nice if you are sure he wouldn't be a problem for you.  I
witnessed the conversation and damn near pissed my pants I was so excited.
I followed Lucas to his apartment and we hugged, kissed and jumped up and
down with joy.

Toby, you are going to have the weekend of your life.

On the way to Boulder, he explained that his friend came from the same
place a he had, Delta.  They were long time friends from even before high
school and experienced sex with each other all through high school.
Originally his friend had one ticket to the game, but his roommate and her
girlfriend made a sudden change of plans to go to Colorado Springs so he
acquired two more tickets.

The friend's apartment was above a double garage.  It had sloped ceilings
and almost a full glass wall at one of the gable ends - even if it didn't
offer much of a view.  The friend was Mike.  He didn't want to take a car
to the game because it would be a madhouse of traffic so we walked,
grabbing hamburgers at the Student Union.  I was in awe of the pink
sandstone of the older buildings on the campus.  They were truly beautiful
and really unique.



On the way home it was another stop at the Student Union where Mike and
Lucas consumed a few beers.  It was dark when we got home.  Mike opened the
fridge for more beers and a Coke for me.  It was a small fridge and had a
lot of drinks - no food.  Lucas changed into his sweat suit to be more
comfortable and suggested I do the same.  He had told me to bring one, but
I didn't change.  Mike however just put on a top and paraded around with no
bottom.  He was an exact opposite of Lucas - brown eyes, almost black hair,
dark complexion, lots of body hair, but for some reason had the most
beautiful set of pink genitals.  Even the genitals were the opposite of
Lucas - his balls were small, his shaft was fat and tapered to a really
small, pointed cock head.

I sat across the room from the sofa, on the floor, for a good view.  Mike
soon pulled the sweat pants off of Lucas.  After a while he pulled his legs
up so I could see his ass hole.  (He knew I was staring at him.)  It, too,
was pink, but (how can I describe it) - I had the feeling it didn't
completely shut, it was as though I could see into it about half an inch.

Mike told me there were probably some peanuts, crackers, junk food of some
kind in one of the cabinets, so I nibbled on them while I had my second
Coke.  Mike rolled and lit a joint, inhaled, passed it to Lucas, Lucas
inhaled and passed it to me.  I was cautious, inhaled just a bit.  I
thought I was going to cough myself to death.  Lucas was concerned and come
over to help me get calmed down.  Mike didn't even give it a second
thought.

After about an hour, the door opened and in walked a friend of Mike's and
his roommate.  Introductions were passed around.  The new guy's name was
Pete Nolan.  I immediately became nervous and the palms of my hands became
damp.  He was the most beautiful human being I had ever imagined, let alone
seen.  He was a good 6 feet tall, skinny beyond belief.  I don't know what
brand his jeans were, but the legs were really tight and, what I really
could hardly believe was, he had hardly any buns but there seemed to be at
least a 1- inch space in his crotch between his legs.  He was wearing a
baseball cap backwards, but it couldn't hide his curly black hair.  He had
either a tan or a dark completion. High cheekbones, dark brown eyes and a
mustache.  He showed no package even through the tight jeans, but he was so
fucking beautiful he didn't need to display a package to be sexy.

We shot the bull for about an hour.  Mike and Lucas each had a joint this
time.  I had no experience with this sort of thing but knew Lucas,
particularly, was getting to be what I thought I had heard described as
stoned.  Mike meanwhile had fondled Lucas to a beautiful erection.
Suddenly, Pete said: "Haven't you two assholes fed this boy any thing for
supper?"  They sort of looked at him.  "Well I'm taking him to a
restaurant, maybe a movie if he would like that.  Well be back when we're
back."  With that he took my jacket off the back of a chair and started
out.  I looked around and Mike was already sinking his cock into Lucas'
ass.

Pete was parked between the apartment and the alley and had a small,
Chevrolet pickup truck, newer then Cory's.




He told me he was a farm boy and loved pickups.  He even liked the bench
seats because they were better for a passenger to slide up against him.

Pete was very solicitous to me the whole evening.  First he enumerated the
available restaurants and I chose an Italian one.  He didn't treat me like
a date as Cory had done our last evening together, but he was attentive,
kind, talked to me as though I were an adult and I soon knew he liked me -
maybe not as much as I liked him, but he liked me.

During the meal he wanted to know all about me, much as Lucas had done our
first day together.  Pete asked if I was an only child, and I told him I
was.  He said he was 26 years old and when he was 16 he had a 12-year-old
brother that he just loved.  To this day, although not exclusively, he was
infatuated with boys because he and his brother were wonderful sex partners
until he (Pete) left home to come to the University.

He left no doubt that he had designs on me - he had his shoe off and had
his toes up my pant leg all during the conversation.

When we got back to the truck, he didn't turn on the engine.  He just
started talking.

Toby, so you get where I am coming from, let me say this first: Those two
guys really pissed me tonight with their smoking pot in front of you and
neglecting to get you something to eat.  But, everyone has his or her own
standards and prejudices.  The pot was something I sensed you were not
into.  But, from our conversation, I know, as young as you are, you are
into gay sex.  Right?  And I also sense you like me.  So, in effect I am
not introducing you to something you have never experienced before.  Right?

You are right and I like you very much.  I can't believe how much I like
you when I have just known you for a couple of hours.

I want to have sex with you later on, but, if you're willing, I'd like to
get us both sort of wound tight before we do something together.  You said
you liked sucking cock.  How would you like to suck three or four before we
go back to Mike's?  To be honest I want to fuck you, but nothing turns me
on like a boy that's all hot and sexed up before I do anything with him..

Sound's great but I would want to be with you the whole time.

That's my intention.

He started the engine and we left the parking lot.

Toby, my brother and I were the only heirs in the will of an aunt of my
dad's.  The money got me a college education, which, otherwise, I would
never have had.  After graduation, I had money left and an older friend,
here in Boulder, wanted me to use part of it buying into a porno
bookstore/arcade with him.  Well, it has been a goldmine.  We have
customers from Longmont, Loveland, Ft. Collins, Greeley, and even Denver.
Too, there are 30,000 students at Colorado University.  That's no small
number.




The bookstore is on the First Floor and the Arcade is in the Basement.  We
remodeled the place after we bought it.  During the remodeling, an older
customer approached us and told us that lots of people would come here if
they could be assured complete privacy.  Since the lot slopes to the rear,
he suggested we build a garage at the rear of the building, where a
customer could drive in, and enter into the basement storeroom and then
into a private booth - never actually entering the arcade.  We took his
suggestion and the damn thing rents at $75.00 an hour, which includes no
need for dropping tokens into the video machine and free poppers.  It is
mostly used weekdays and Saturdays during the day, reservations are
required.  Most users are married men, a lot of them very prominent.  They
just don't want to be seen.  That is where I will take you.

We drove a good distance from the central part of town, or so it seemed,
and pulled into a freestanding building some distance from the nearest
strip mall type stores.  The building had no sign, but an illuminated sign
located in the strip of landscaping along the road read: 9033 - Parking
Entrance.  Pete circled the building and parked with the passenger door
adjacent to a door into the building.  Pete opened my door, opened the
building door so both doors shielded me as I went into the building.  We
had entered an office.  He introduced me to his partner, who wasn't that
much older than Pete and just as hot looking.

Jason, this is Toby.  I'm going to take him in the back way and get him
some cock to suck.

I waited while he went out onto the floor.  I watched him through the
one-way mirror.  The place was huge, and looked like an expensive store.
It was extremely attractive.  It had video rentals, books, magazines, sex
toys and men's leather goods.  He came back with a couple of packages.

Toby, we also provide rent boys for our patrons who want to be certain of a
good-looking guy to play with through the glory hole in the private booth.
Do you want to look at their pictures?  He opened a leather bound book full
of colored photos of naked men with large erections.

If you fancy one, we can start out with him and then go to whoever comes
in.  Jason, the parking lot is crowded, are there a lot college kids
tonight.

Yea, the place is hopping.

I took a fancy to a young, slender Mexican guy.  The printing under the
picture stated his name was Frank, 20 years old, into long lasting, easy
blow jobs, cock sucked up to 7 inches with a nice cock head and he also
liked to suck cock.  Also, anal passive.

Jason, page Frankie and get him over here but only if he hasn't shot off
today.  Lock the door to Booth 26 and we'll entertain ourselves with
whoever comes into 27 until he gets here.  I don't want to mess with him if
he's got a limp dick.  Pay him his fee before you send him down and give
him a $20.00 tip.




We drove around the back into a garage, and then into what he called a
storage room, but was really a small room with a shower, washbowl, toilet,
some metal lockers with benches in front of them and a single sized bed.  A
few night-lights were the only illumination.

He opened a couple of lockers and told to hang up my jacket and suggested
we both go in naked below the waist.  I was crazy to get a look at his
cock, but when he pulled his shorts down, it didn't seem big at all.  He
saw me looking, smiled, and said: "Don't be disappointed, just jack it or
suck it a few minutes and I know you'll love it."  I opted to suck and it
turned into a big, 7 to 7-l/2 inch, fat, big cock headed piece of man meat.

When I got my pants and underwear off, Pete fished a leather cock ring with
a Velcro fastening and put on me.  He then unwrapped the wildest looking
jockstrap I had ever seen, a flame red color with a bright yellow tail,
made of fake fur, hanging in the front.  He pulled it on me then unwrapped
the second package explaining he designed it and he contracted with a
company to produce them exclusively for him.  It was a foam rubber replica
of a cock with a very realistic soft, rubber covering.  It had a sloped top
and when he stuffed it in my jock strap the sloped end fit against my pubes
and the rest bent down and looked just like a big, flaccid cock in the
strap.  He had me feel it and it felt just like it looked.

What's all this about, Pete?

Toby, I didn't expect you to have a big dick, and when someone looks at you
through the glory hole from the next booth he may go ape just seeing you
are so young, but we are out to suck cock.  We want to get as many of them
aroused as possible.

If you stick a finger through the hole and a dick appears in front of you,
suck it.  If a guy sticks his finger through the hole, he wants to suck you
or at least see your dick.  Just jamb your crotch in front of the hole and
if he sticks his hand through and starts feeling you up he will either blow
his nuts right there or his dick will appear with a few seconds and you
suck it.  Got the idea?  If nothing works, you nudge me; I'll stick my dick
in the hole, give the guy a taste and then you can ask him to let you suck
him; he might not even notice the switch.  They are all a bit confused by
the fact that the stall next to them has no entrance.  I think you'll have
fun.

He explained if a red light went on in the booths it signaled police were
upstairs.  Sometimes they entered the upstairs but very rarely came into
the arcade; so far they had never knocked on a booth, but in the event they
were even in the building the door to the storeroom opens by pressing 933
into the lock code.  If' I'm on a cock you get into the storeroom if you
notice red light first.

He had me select a film.  Some film about Aspen appeared.  It was hot from
the very beginning.  Pete showed me the shelf where the poppers were,
saying: If you want them, there they are.




We didn't have to wait long.  Someone came into No. 27, saw a film was
playing in our booth and stuck his dick through the hole.  Pete pushed on
my head, signaling for me to take it. It was uncut and I didn't know what
to do with it, so I just sucked it a while.  Then the guy pulled it back
out and skinned the head back.  I saw his hand and knew he was a young
guy. After I gook his load there was another short interval until the next
guy looked into the hole.  He took his pants entirely off and started
jacking off. I looked through the hole and was even able to see his face.
He was driving me crazy.  It was the first time I had ever watched a man
jacking himself off; I was fascinated as I watched it erecting.  He bent
down and looked at me watching him.  Evidently he saw I was a young guy and
saw me taking a sniff from the bottle.

He whispered: Let me take a hit of those.  He did and passed the bottle
back.  He pushed hard against the partition and the entire length of his
dick appeared.  It sort of curved up and had a beautiful, purple head.  I
worked the head and sucked him for a while.  Then he pulled out and asked
for the bottle again.  Pete told me to tell him to keep it; he had opened
another one for me.  He whispered again, suck my balls for a while.  The
holes were about four inches wide and about 9 inches long, curved at the
top and bottom with a rubber cushion surround.  I drew one ball into my
mouth, then the other.  As I sucked his balls I slowly jacked his spit-wet
dick.  When I went back on his dick he didn't let me suck long.  He
suddenly pulled it out of my mouth and while his left had held the bottle
to his nose he jacked himself furiously fast and hard.  He screamed and
shot clear to the front of his booth.

Pete turned the video off and said: Let's wait for Frankie.  He shouldn't
be long.  After a few minutes we heard the door to No. 26 open and close.
He leaned down to the hole and said: Hey, Skinny Pete, are you in there?

Yea,

Hold a sec.  Jason gave me a twenty to put in the video.  Let me flip
through the channels and find something I want to watch.

OK, Pete, Jason said you had a young boy with you.  Let me look at him.  I
put my face in front of the hole and he said: Nice!  Pete passed him a
bottle of poppers.

What do you want me to do, back my ass up to the hole or are we going for
oral?

Get naked Frankie, I mean shoes and all.  Then stick your dick in here.  We
are both going to be sucking on it and you better have a big load.  You
have very sweet cum, I wan't the boy to get it, so you let us know when
your getting near.

No problem, Pete.  I've got a three-day load backed up.



While he was undressing, Pete said: Toby, I think you're going too heavy on
the bottle.

Try to do without it.  You suck him first; you'll enjoy feeling how his
dick swells up in your mouth.

Frankie was nice; his dick had such smooth skin.  Pete took his turn and
then whispered for Frankie to fuck my mouth.  I hadn't had that done but
just a few times and it was really hot.  He took a lot of getting off.
Pete and I each had three or four turns trying.

Finally, Frankie said: I'm about there.  Pete told me to hold it in my
mouth, don't swallow.  When Frankie popped his nuts, Pete pulled me up,
told me he wanted to put his mouth on mine and for me to share the load.
That alone was pretty hot.

Frankie whispered through the hole.  Well, was it sweet?

Yes, Frankie, we shared it.  It was very tasty.  We're going to leave, stay
as long as you like.

Pete took me back to Mike's apartment.  I asked where we would sleep.  He
said Mike had an air mattress and if he had any sense he would have made it
up for us.  Mike did have it ready, pillows, blankets, everything.

I got undressed and put things on top my overnight bag.  Pete said: take
the jock strap off.  He then produced what he called another of his
designed products - a soft, blue color, plastic tube.  When we got into bed
he had me lift my legs and he removed a little rubber plug from the end,
slowly inserted it into my ass and pumped on the end.  I could feel the
cold lube way down deep.

As you probably noticed, my dick head it not only large, but kind of bends
down and flattens out at the end - not the best for penetration.  That lube
has a numbing agent in it so I won't hurt you, but once I am in it will
fade so you can enjoy me In there.  Lets give it a minute to take effect,
meanwhile you lube my dick.  He produced a bottle of lube, I squeezed it
the length of his dick and spread it around.  He raised my legs, and had no
trouble in finding my hole in the dark.  He slowly entered me and fucked me
gently.  Did he ever know how to fuck ass!  I had never been taken like
this before.  Even after I shot a load, he just kept right on - long, slow,
smooth strokes.  I shot a second time and finally I felt his piss slit
unloading.  He must have had a three-day load like Frankie.  I had never
felt anything so wonderful.

Oh Toby, was the good for you?

So good I came twice.  He removed my jock strap and stuffed it down between
the sheets.

You've had a lot of experience at that haven't you Pete?



Yes, I like boy ass, but I haven't had one as young as you' for about three
years.  I can't tell you how good you were in there.

Pete went to sleep with his watch on.  I noticed it had a luminous dial and
it was only 11:30 - I thought it was probably later.  I fell asleep and
didn't move one inch until I had to go piss.  It was 3:30.  I always found
a really sound sleep was better than a long, restless one.  Anyway, I
couldn't go back to sleep.  I kept thinking about that guy I saw jacking
off, about how hot it was when Pete and I were both sucking Frankie's cock.
I got hard all over again.  Then, I remembered first seeing Pete, how tight
his jeans were and how his legs didn't seem to come together at his crotch
and how there seemed to be a space in there and how small his buns were.

I snuggled up to his naked back and reached around him and found his cock.
He must be having a dream, or needed to piss.  It wasn't small as when I
first saw it and he assured me it got a lot bigger.

I shouldn't have felt it; now I was horny as hell.  I started to jack off
but then I remembered the tube of lube on the floor on my side of the bed.
I reached around and lubed my dick, fully intending to jack off.  Then an
impulse hit me.  I stuck my already greased-up cock into his ass.  He
flinched but didn't move or say anything.  It didn't take long - just five
or six strokes - before I emptied my cum as deep into him as my four inch
dick would penetrate.

He rolled over facing me, open mouth kissed me and whispered in my ear: You
sweet, beautiful, horny little fucker!  Why did you do that?

I woke up, couldn't get back to sleep, thought about all the things we did
tonight.  I just wanted to be near you again.  I really like you Pete.  I
think I love you.

That was obvious from the moment I saw your expression when we met.  I love
you, too.  But it's better, now that we have both said it, that we don't'
get too wrapped up with the idea. OK.  We'll talk more in the morning.  I
was now on my back, he threw an arm over my chest and one of his long legs
over my upper legs.  I fell back asleep very fast.  It was late morning
before either of us woke up.  Mike and Lucas had gone to the market and
brought home, eggs, bacon, muffins and butter.  When they saw us waking up
they started fixing breakfast right away.

Pete literally pulled me into the bathroom and we showered together.  When
we came back out with towels around our waists, we immediately became the
subjects for a lot of teasing.

Well, well, well, you two left last night and seemed to have returned as
one.  Just what did you do last night.

I took Toby to the arcade.

You couldn't have.



Oh yes, there is a secret way in.

I piped in and told them about the cocks we had sucked.

Then Pete said: When we got home I fucked Toby.  Then, after a few hours,
Toby fucked me.

Mike said: You two are so full of shit I just cant believe it.

I said: At the store he gave me a bright red jock strap with a bright
yellow tail in front.  He fucked me while I was wearing the strap.

What a fucking wild tale.

I rummaged around in the sheets and found the job strap.  I put it on and
swelled with pride as I stood in front of them, with my foam rubber dick
making me look almost like a boy freak.

Holy, fucking shit!

Mike ripped it off of me, examined it and passed it to Lucas.  (That took a
little wind out of their sails.)  Then they examined the rubber dick.

Boy Toby, I didn't see you naked yesterday, I thought for a while I should
never have let Pete get away with you last night.

Driving back home, Lucas was full of apologies.

God, Toby, I am so sorry.  I brought you to Boulder to have a good time and
then I immediately got fucked up.  I've smoked pot a few times before, but
that stuff Mike had sure had a wallop.  I was really out of it and Mike has
turned into a fucking machine, since I last spent any time with him.

Toby, you can't believe how fucking sore my ass is. I can hardly sit here
and drive.

Find a place to pull over.  Pete gave me some stuff that might help.

I reached over and got my bag off the back seat and rummaged through it.  I
read the directions on the three boxes he had given me.  The blue tubes
were medicated for deadening pain, the pink ones were just plain lube and
the purple ones were medicated for anal soreness.  Lucas looked at them and
found a side rode to pull over on.




He slipped down his pants and underwear.  Like Pete had done to me I pulled
the rubber stopper out of a purple tube and started squirting the liquid
out both as I inserted it and as I removed.  Within a few minutes, Lucas
said he was feeling much better.

Lucas stayed on as a teacher for the two years I had remaining in Junior
High School, then he returned to the western slope area.  Our relation
changed somewhat but we still had sex together.

Remember my mentioning my school friend, Joe.  Thanks to a visit from Pete,
Joe entered my life in a big way.

More to follow.