Date: Thu, 07 Nov 2002 08:45:36 -0500
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: Love of a Lifetime Part 21

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Note: I owe a special thanks to Robb for doing the final proofreading and
catching all those silly little errors that I missed.


PART 21

     Tensions were still high on campus when Thanksgiving Break rolled
around.  The police admitted that they still had no solid leads in the
beating of David Cohen.  I was glad to be heading home to see Andy and to
get away from campus.

     I got home around dinner time the day before Thanksgiving.  Larsen
could hardly keep his tail attached to his butt as he greeted me.  Andy
wasn't there yet so I moved my stuff in from the car and started doing two
weeks of my accumulated washing.

     It was almost seven before Andy got home.  He looked tired, and he
seemed distracted.  He was happy to see me, but something was bothering
him.  I knew he would tell me when he was ready so I opened a beer for him,
set him down on the couch and told him not to move until dinner was ready.

     I threw some stuff together for a meal, and called Andy.  There was no
response.  He was sound asleep on the couch!

     I ate dinner, cleaned up the kitchen, put a blanket over Andy on the
couch, and went to bed.  Sometime in the middle of the night, Andy crawled
into bed with me.

     We didn't say much to each other Thanksgiving morning as we moved
around the house getting things ready for the big dinner.  Finally, when
everything was on the stove or in the oven, Andy poured each of us a glass
of wine.

     "C.Z., we need to have a serious talk."

     I sat down next to him on the couch and kissed his cheek.  "I know
something's bothering you, babe.  I've never seen you like this."

     "C.Z., I've been transferred to Evanston just outside of Chicago."

     "Chicago?  I thought you were doing a good job here?"

     "Well, I guess I did.  This is a promotion as well as a transfer.  I'm
supposed to take over as manager of one of the bank's larger branches in
Evanston.  It's actually a big step up from the size of the branch here in
Carterville."

     He looked away for a second.  "I don't have much choice.  I can't turn
down this offer."

     "Why didn't you tell me about this?"  I was hurt.

     "I didn't really have time.  They called on Monday and wanted an
answer the next day.  I'm sorry.  I know this means we won't be able to see
each other as often, but I have to do this...we have to do this."

     I felt the tears well up in my eyes.  Andy drew me into his arms and
kissed my forehead.  "I love you, C.Z."

     "I know you do, and I know you have to take this transfer.  That
doesn't mean that I like it.  This is all so sudden.  When do you move?"

     His answer took my breath away.  "I have to move after Christmas and
start in January."

     I pulled away from him.  "Jeez, Andy, that's only a month from now."

     "I know.  I've talked with the district manager up in Chicago.
They've agreed to put me up in one of those extended stay hotels for a
couple of months until I can find an apartment.  This will mean a big boost
in salary.  I've looked at housing costs in Evanston, and I think I'll be
able to find an apartment up there and still be able to keep this place for
us.  This is where my heart is."

     "What about Larsen?  He's not going to like being in an apartment."

     "He was in one before I moved here."

     I pulled away and started pacing back and forth in front of the couch.
"No, Andy.  You can't just put him back in an apartment all day after he's
been used to roaming around outside.  That's just not fair!  Let me take
him back to school with me.  I'm sure the Williamses won't mind.  They
really like him when he's there."

     Andy thought for a moment.  I knew I was asking a lot.  He and Larsen
had been almost inseparable, especially after Andy's wife left him.  "Okay.
If the Williamses say it's okay, Larsen can go with you."

     "Damn right!  That way I know you'll come and visit me."

     It was Andy's turn to have tears in his eyes.  "C.Z., I'm not leaving
you!"

     "I know, but that's what it feels like right now."

     "C.Z., I..."

     I sat down on his lap and kissed him.  "I know you have to do this.
I'll be okay when I get used to the idea."

     We melted into one another.  Our kisses turned passionate and soon we
were both naked and grinding our erections against one another on the
couch.

     "Andy, I need to be fucked.  Let's take this to the bedroom."

     And that's what we did.  I came twice while Andy was pounding his meat
into my ass.  I hadn't jacked off in over a week anticipating the time with
my lover, and my balls were full of cum.  When Andy climaxed inside me, it
felt like he had been storing up sperm also.  His dick kept pulsating
inside my rectum pumping load after load of hot cream into my gut.

     Spent from the passion, we both drifted off to sleep.  We had a very
overdone turkey breast for Thanksgiving dinner.

                       **********

     I managed to hold it together during the Thanksgiving weekend.  Andy
and I talked more about his move.  I knew he had to do it, but that didn't
mean I had to like it.  I came close or actually did break into tears a few
times.  Some times I was able to get away without having Andy see me.
Other times he noticed and would come over and hold me until the tears
stopped.  God, I was being such a wuss about the whole thing!

     Justin was already back at the apartment when I arrived on Sunday
night.

     He took one look at me, and said, "What's wrong?"

     That did it again.  I ended up crying in Justin's arms for a good hour
while I told him all about Andy being transferred.  When I had calmed down,
Justin led me into my bedroom, undressed me, and put me in the bed before
stripping off his clothes and joining me.  He pulled me close.  I buried my
face into the patch of hair between his pecs and cried all over again.  I
finally went to sleep with Justin gently stroking my hair.

                       **********

     A week after Thanksgiving, we were in final exams again.  Justin and I
hit the books hard and aced our finals.

     Kevin and Kathy Williams had Doc Griffith, Matt Stevenson, Justin, and
me over for an early Christmas celebration dinner after finals were done.
We exchanged small gifts, and all of them tried to be encouraging about
Andy's upcoming move.

     The next day I helped Justin pack up his vehicle for his trip home to
Charlotte and then waited for Andy.  He had decided to buy a new Tacoma 4x4
for the move to Evanston so he was signing over his old truck to me as my
Christmas present.  I thought I'd have better luck selling my old Subaru
there in Adams than back in Carterville so that meant Andy had to come over
to get me.  He got in about seven in the evening, and we headed straight
out to Doc's and Matt's for a late dinner and a long soak in their hot tub.

     The evening with Doc and Matt was really special for us.  After
another of Doc's delicious dinners we all sat in the hot tub on a cold
December night, drank wine, talked, snuggled with our lovers while playing
with their dicks below the water, and watched the stars.

     Doc and Matt were really getting into it.  We'd been in the tub with
them before when they had kind of played around, but this night was clearly
different.  I have to admit that I was getting turned on by seeing my
handsome professor and his stud lover going at it on the other side of the
hot tub.

     Suddenly Doc stood up.  I'd never seem him with an erection before.
It had to have been close to ten inches long!

     "Excuse us guys, but Matt and I are going inside.  Just cover the tub
when you're done."

     With that he pulled Matt to his feet.  Damn! Matt was as big as Doc!
Andy and I are no slouches in the dick department, but our eight inchers
would be dwarfed by the two dicks that were displayed across the hot tub
from us.

     Matt came over to give Andy and me a hug and kiss.  We both stood.
Matt hugged me.  I could feel his boner pressed against my own hardness.
We broke our embrace, and Matt hugged Andy.

     "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, pal.  We're going to miss you."

     "I'll be back as often as I can."

     "Well, when you come back, you'd better get your ass out here for a
visit or I'll be really pissed."

     As I watched Matt and Andy hug each other, Doc grabbed me into a tight
embrace.  Once again I felt a thick, hard dick pressing against my crotch.
Doc didn't say anything.  He didn't have to.  I knew he and Matt would be
there for me if I needed them.

     After Doc and Matt retreated into their bedroom, Andy and I settled
back into the waters of the tub.  His hand found my dick again.  He moved
around in the tub so that we were facing each other with our erect penises
pressed together.  We kissed and moved our bodies against each other.  Our
excitement built until Andy pushed his dick against me harder than before
and grunted.  Even in the water I could feel his seed spilling out of his
dick into the small space between us.  My own cock erupted.  I grabbed
Andy's shoulders for support as the spasms of pleasure coursed through me.

     When we recovered from our orgasms, we quietly covered the hot tub,
got dressed, and left so as not to disturb Doc and Matt.  Larsen was
waiting for us at the apartment.  After an appropriate amount of head
scratching on our part and tongue baths on Larsen's part we settled in for
the night.

     Despite having climaxed less than an hour earlier, Andy and I started
kissing and caressing each other as soon as we got into the bed.  Soon both
of us were hard as rocks and ready for round two.  I took the initiative
and started rimming him.  He moaned with pleasure and pulled his legs back
to his chest giving me full access to his tasty pucker and signaling me
that he wanted the same thing I did.  I applied lube to my hard dick as I
continued working his hole with my tongue.

     Andy was hot that night.  His ass opened up and allowed my pole to
slip in effortlessly.  I moved in and out slowly as we alternated deep
kisses with loving looks into our partner's eyes.  I was hitting his sweet
spot with every stroke.  After several minutes of that pleasurable torture
Andy's head was arched backward and his mouth was open gasping in pleasure
with each of my strokes.  He reached underneath us and gently caressed my
balls and perineum as our tension mounted.

     Suddenly his body tensed and ropes of thick cum erupted from his cock.
I slowed my pelvic thrusts even more while the orgasm consumed him.  When I
resumed pumping his ass, it was with a wild abandon.  My balls slapped
against his perineum.  My love offering exploded inside him, and I
collapsed on his cum covered belly and chest.

                       **********

     Every time we made love until Andy left for his new job in Chicago our
spiritual connection deepened.  Bear in mind that we were darn well
connected in the first place so the increased intensity of our love making
was almost over powering for both of us.

                       **********

     Andy left for Chicago on December 28.  We managed to say good bye
without a lot of tears, but as soon as his truck went out of sight down the
road I lost it.

     Larsen and I moped around the house the rest of the day.  About dinner
time I decided to take down the Christmas Tree, pack away all the Yuletide
decorations, and go back to the apartment.  There wouldn't be all that much
back at the apartment in Adams.  Justin was with his folks in Charlotte;
the Williamses were gone for the holidays, and Doc and Matt were off
visiting Doc's family.  Larsen and I would be by ourselves, but at least
there wouldn't be the constant reminders of Andy there that I was facing in
Carterville.

     I worked putting stuff away until nearly midnight before crawling into
bed.  The sheets still carried Andy's scent.  I buried my nose in the
covers and fell asleep.

     I was finishing breakfast the next morning when the phone rang.

     "Hello?"

     "Hey, C.Z.  It's Justin.  What's up?

     "Hey, Justin.  Nothing much.  I'm just packing up the Christmas stuff,
and then I think I'll head back to the apartment.  It's kind of depressing
around here without Andy."

     "That's why I called, man.  What you need is a party.  It looks like
there's going to be some fresh snow up in your part of the state later
today.  How would you feel about David, Brian, Stephen and I coming up for
a couple of days and taking you skiing?"

     Suddenly I needed to be around people.  "That sounds great, man.  When
can you get up here?"

     "We'll leave here in about an hour.  We should be at your doorstep a
little after lunchtime.  Oh, by the way, your ski rental and chair lift
ticket are on us."

     "Justin, I can't let you do that."

     "Yes you can.  Either you let us take care of your rental and chair
lift or we're not coming."

     "Thanks, Justin.  You're a good friend."

     "Hey, love you too, man.  See ya' later."  He hung up.

                       **********

     The guys arrived in the afternoon just before the start of the snow
storm.  We spent the afternoon on the slopes but had to head back to the
cabin by dusk because the blowing snow made it nearly impossible to see on
the slopes even with the bright flood lights that lined each trail.

     We stopped in town just long enough for David to pick up a couple
cases of beer and then slogged through the snow storm to the cabin.  I
heated up the big pot of stew I'd made after Justin's phone call.  Brian
and Stephen made a fire in the fireplace while David and Justin took
showers and cleaned up their ski equipment.

     As soon as David and Justin finished with their showers I ducked in to
take mine.  I thought it was a good idea to get in ahead of Brian and
Stephen.  If they took a shower together, there would be no hot water for
me.  After a quick shower, I pulled on a pair of running shorts which was
what David and Justin had been wearing and went back out into the living
room.

     David handed me a beer as Brian and Stephen disappeared into the
bedroom for their shower.  They did take a long shower.  We were already
well into our second beer and the fire was heating up the entire living
area by the time Brian and Stephen emerged from the bedroom.  Brian was
wearing a pair of skimpy running shorts like the rest of us while Stephen
had on a pair of silk boxers.

     I made some biscuits to go with the stew which we ate while watching
the snow fall on the deck outside as we sat on the living room floor with
only the light from the fireplace.  After dinner Stephen and Brian cleaned
up the kitchen before coming back with more beers for everyone and a couple
of freshly rolled joints.

     We got buzzed on the beer and pot.  Soon everything everybody said was
funny.  By the end of the evening, we were all lying on the floor in front
of the fire.  Everyone was touching or leaning against at least one other
person.  Larsen was right in the middle of the pile.  He was in dog heaven.
I thought it was pretty nice also.

     By midnight the effects of the pot, beer, and the afternoon's skiing
had all of us yawning.  I suggested to Brian and Stephen that they take the
bedroom in case they wanted to do something in the night.  David, Justin,
Larsen and I camped out in front of the fire.

     I woke up in the middle of the night with someone's hands moving up
and down my chest.  I felt a body lying next to me.  I thought for a second
that Justin had decided to snuggle up as he often did in the apartment when
we slept in the same bed, but then I realized that he was on the other side
of me.  It was David up against me!

     I pretended to be still asleep.  David's hand moved over my chest and
stomach down to the waist band of my running shorts.  His fingers moved
along the elastic band and then slid over the outside of my shorts to brush
over the head of my semi erect dick before moving back up to my chest.  I
felt his face press lightly against my back.  His hand stayed against my
chest as he snored softly just once before going quiet.

     It took me a while before I could go back to sleep.

(To be continued)