Date: Thu, 16 Jan 2003 08:11:21 -0500
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: Love of a Lifetime Chapter 31

This is a fictional story dealing with love and consensual sexual
activities between males.  If you are not of legal age, reside in an area
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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.

LOVE OF A LIFETIME


PART 31

     Cory was still sound asleep when Larsen and I got up in the morning.
I left a note on the kitchen table telling him that we had gone out for a
run.  The note was still there when we got back, and the door to Justin's
room was still closed.

     I showered, shaved, and fixed some breakfast.  The bedroom door was
still closed.  I knew some guys could sleep around the clock.  Jason was
one of those.  I'd never been able to do that.  Six hours was about the
maximum amount of sack time I ever got at any one time.  I just couldn't
stay in bed much after that.

     I opened the door to check on him.  He was curled up in the sheet with
just his head visible.  I figured he hadn't slept in a real bed for several
weeks, so I quietly closed the door and started reading some stuff for my
history class.

     Jason showed up at the door a little before noon.  Larsen gave me the
early warning by going to the door a minute or so before Jason knocked.
The dog was much better than a doorbell.

     I opened the door.  "Hey, Jason.  How was the game?  I didn't listen
to it on the radio."

     He was all smiles so I knew they'd won.  He also had a big scrape on
his right cheek so I knew it had been a rough game as well.

     "We won...21 to 20.  Man, it was a tough game.  But, the most
interesting stuff happened back in the locker room after the game.  Have I
got things to tell you, but first, let's go get something to eat at
McDonald's.  I want to see if my cute little Cory is working today."

     Just then Cory opened the door from Justin's room.  He was dressed
again in my oversized sweats.  He still had a sleep line on the side of his
face so I knew he'd just woken up.  "Morning.  I thought I heard voices out
here."

     Jason's mouth was literally hanging open.

     When I managed to stop laughing, I said, "Cory won't be at the golden
arches today so we can save a trip.  Jason Sherman, this is Cory Jacobs."

     Cory came over, shook Jason's hand and smiled.  "I'm glad to finally
know your name."

     Jason was still speechless.

     "Jason, close your mouth.  You're going to start catching flies," I
said with a huge smile on my face.

     "How?  What?  When?" he stammered.

     "It's a long story.  I'll let Cory fill you in while I fix us
something to eat."

     Jason and Cory sat at the kitchen table while I put on another pot of
coffee and rummaged around in the kitchen for the fixings for an omelet and
biscuits.  After a little assurance from me that Jason would be okay with
his story, Cory told Jason how he came to be in my apartment that morning.
In return, Jason related his story of being thrown out of his house earlier
in the summer by his own father.

     We all sat around the table talking after eating brunch.  Now that he
was recovered from the initial surprise of finding Cory in my apartment,
Jason was flirting with the kid big time, and Cory was eating it up.  In
fact, he was doing some flirting of his own in return.

     I remembered that Cory's clothes were all down in the Williams' drier
so Larsen and I left the apartment to retrieve them.  When I returned in a
couple of minutes, I noticed that Jason and Cory had moved their chairs
closer so they were nearly touching one another across the corner of the
table.  This could get interesting.

     I interrupted their tete-a-tete, "Jason, you said that something
happened in the locker room after the game.  What was it?"

     "Oh, yeah.  I almost forgot.  Well, Brad Miller's been in a real foul
mood lately."

     "I thought he was always in a foul mood."

     "Yeah.  Got that right, but it's been bad lately, even for Brad.
Anyway, he and Roger Hall, one of my roommates, got into an argument in the
locker room.  I don't even know what it was about, but they started shoving
one another, and it looked like they were going to start throwing punches.
Matt Stevenson and a couple of other guys broke it up.  In the process Brad
mouthed off to Matt and called him a flaming fairy.  He was yelling really
loud, and Coach Schroeder and a couple of the other assistant coaches heard
him.  Schroeder suspended him from the team for the next game for
disrespecting one of the coaches.  Brad mouthed off to Coach Schroeder, and
Coach told him, 'That makes it a two game suspension, Mr. Miller.  One more
word out of you, and you'll be off the team completely.  I'm not going to
tolerate disrespect toward any one on this team or on the coaching staff.
When you come back to practice in two weeks, you'd better have a different
attitude or you will be off the team permanently.'"

     "Wow!  What'd Miller do then?"

     "He shut up.  It was clear that he was still mad as hell, but he kept
his mouth shut.  None of the guys had anything to do with him in the bus on
the way back.  I think most of us were glad that Brad had finally gotten
disciplined for being such an asshole.  He's been pushing people really
hard.  He finally stepped over the line by mouthing off to a coach.

     "I asked Roger what the argument had been about, and he said he really
didn't know.  It just seemed like Brad was out to start a fight."

     Cory asked a question about Brad so Jason and I filled him in on our
history with Brad.

     After listening to us talk, Cory asked, "What's that guy's main
problem?"

     Jason replied, "I think he was just born angry and mean.  I met his
parents one time while we were still roommates.  His dad acts just like
Brad does.  His mother's not all that pleasant either.  I couldn't wait to
get away from them.  I guess anyone growing up with parents like that would
have to have a mean streak to survive.

     "Say, did you know that his mother grew up here in Adams.  Brad said
he used to spend the summers up here with his grandparents.  He told me
that his parents still have the old homeplace, but no one's living there
now.  He has an uncle who works for the university in housekeeping.  I met
the uncle once too.  He seemed like a nice kind of guy.  At least he wasn't
bad tempered to me that day."

     Cory was scheduled to work in the afternoon.  I told him to leave all
of his stuff in the apartment, and come back to spend the next couple of
nights with me.  I planned to ask Justin if it would be okay to have Cory
stay with us for a little while.  I was sure Justin wouldn't have a problem
with it, but I still needed to ask him before I said anything to Cory.

     After Cory left for work, Jason and I knocked around until dinner
time.  He was clearly smitten with Cory.  His conversation kept coming back
to how cute he thought Cory was.

                       **********

     Cory worked a double shift on Labor Day so he left the apartment early
and wasn't going to be back until late.

     Jason came over.  He, Larsen, and I took a long run out into the
countryside.  The weather had cleared, and it was a beautiful clear late
summer day.

     Justin and Megan arrived a little after dinner.  I told them about
finding Cory.  Before I had a chance to say anything else, Justin said that
Cory needed to stay with us until he had enough money to get his own place.
That didn't surprise me; it's just the way Justin is.  He was planning on
spending the night over at Megan's so he volunteered to have Cory sleep in
his room again that night.

     Cory came in from work about 10:30.  Justin and Megan greeted him like
a long lost friend.  I thought Cory was going to cry when Justin told him
that he would be staying with us.

                       **********

     Cory was working another double shift the day after Labor Day.  We had
breakfast together after Larsen and I came back from our morning run.  I
had a couple of classes and a lab that day plus trying to get some tests
run for Doc and then track practice in the afternoon.

     Justin was home for dinner.  I cooked (that was safer than allowing
Justin to cook), and Justin washed the dishes.

     "C.Z., I've been thinking about Cory."

     "Yeah?"

     "Well, it's fine with me if he uses my bed when I'm over at Megan's,
but I'll be here some nights too."

     "So Cory can sleep on the couch those nights."

     "The couch isn't the best for sleeping, man.  Someone can deal with it
for one night, but not all the time.  I was thinking that we ought to go
get him one of those air bed things.  You know the really big classy air
mattresses that fill up from a compressed air cylinder.  That way he could
sleep on that instead of the couch when I'm here.  We need to get him some
clothes too.  I looked in his back pack, and he's only got a couple of
pairs of underwear, some socks, a pair of jeans, a few tee shirts, and a
spare work uniform.  Let me finish these dishes, and then we'll go to
Wal-Mart and get the stuff."

     "Justin, that's a great idea, but I'm a little strapped for funds
right now.  What about just getting some more clothes for him and getting
the big air mattress next month if he's still here?"

     "No, we're going to get it all.  I called my mom this afternoon before
practice and told her about Cory.  She told me to charge whatever he
needed, and she'd pay for it."

     I laughed.  "You're bad!  You played the maternal protective instinct
card with your mom, didn't you?"

     He grinned from ear to ear.  "Sure did.  It worked too!  Come on,
let's get going."

     An hour or so later we were back at the apartment with a shit load of
stuff.  We'd found the super deluxe air mattresses in the camping section.
Then we had to go get a set of sheets for the darn thing since it wasn't
quite a double size mattress like both of our beds.  We found some jeans, a
few shirts, socks and underwear that looked like they would fit him.  We
piled the whole mess together in my room and waited for Cory to get back
from work.

     He was overwhelmed when we showed him the stuff.  He thanked us over
and over again after trying to squeeze the life out of us with hugs.  He
had tears in his eyes.  So did we.

                       **********

     Jason was supposed to come over that night to see us...well, actually
to see Cory.  However, he called, and after talking with Cory for a bit, he
asked to talk to me.

     "Hey, Jase, what's up?"

     "C.Z., one of my roommates has disappeared."

     "What do you mean?"

     "I mean he's disappeared.  Missing.  Vanished.  No one knows where he
is.  It's Roger Hall.  He went to the laundromat late last night, and no
one's seen him since.  Roger likes to sleep late so no one missed him this
morning, but then he wasn't at practice today.  We found his car over at
the laundromat.  His clean clothes were in a basket in the back seat.
Something's not right, man."

     "Does he have a girlfriend?  Have you called her?"

     "That's the first place we checked, but she hasn't seen him either.
We've called the cops, but they said they can't really do anything for
twenty-four hours after someone's reported missing.  I'm worried.  Some of
the guys on the team and I are going to go out looking for him.  I really
wanted to see Cory tonight, but I've got to do this."

     "I understand.  Is there anything Justin and I can do?"

     "Not right now.  Keep your fingers crossed I guess."

                       **********

     The rest of that week was really strange.  Roger Hall never showed up.
On Wednesday morning the police started treating his disappearance as a
missing person case.  His parents came up from Charleston to be close to
the search for their son.  Jason was over at our apartment most evenings
spending time with Cory.  I saw them holding hands a couple of times when I
looked up from my studies.

     Cory and I decided that he should just plan on sleeping on the big air
mattress in my room.  We were never sure when Justin was going to be
spending the night with us or with Megan, so it just made more sense for
Cory to plan on being in my room.  Larsen thought it was wonderful.  The
first couple of nights he treated Cory as his own personal pillow, but
there really wasn't enough room on the air mattress for both Cory and a big
dog so Larsen reluctantly went back to sleeping in his doggie bed.

     The football game on Saturday was at home.  Kevin and Gary Williams,
Doc, Justin, Cory, and I all went to the game.  We won, but not by much.
Our guys played pretty sloppy.  Doc said that Roger Hall's disappearance
was bothering a lot of the guys and that Matt and the other coaches had
been worried about how it would affect the team.

     Ron Kestler was working security at the game.  I hadn't seen him since
that night in Doc's hot tub.  I asked him how things were going with
DeShaun McMillan.

     "Oh, man, I don't see how it could be going any better!  The only
problem is that we don't see each other enough.  Both of us work variable
shifts, but my shifts change every two weeks, and Dee's change every month.
Right now, I'm on days and he's on the afternoon shift.  That isn't giving
us a lot of time together.  I change to afternoons next week so we'll be
back on the same schedule until the end of the month."

     I clapped him on the back.  "Hang in there, fella.  You look happy."

     "Yeah, I am.  For the first time in years, I'm really happy."

     "Have you told your folks about Dee?"

     His face clouded, "Yeah.  It could have gone better.  My dad's not
dealing too well with the idea that his son's queer.  My mom seems okay
with that, but she's having a hard time with the idea that her son is in
love with a black man.  I think they'll come around.  They've met Dee, and
he put on all his considerable charm.  Even with the tension with my
parents, I'm a happy man."

     "Great!  If you've got time just hang out some time, you know you're
welcome."

     "Thanks."

     Just then his belt radio squawked so I broke off our conversation.
  It was great to see that things were working out between DeShaun and him.
I hoped his parents would come to accept it.  At least they hadn't tossed
him out on the street like Jason's and Cory's had.

     That evening the Williams clan, Justin, Megan, and I were supposed to
go out to Doc and Matt's place for a pot luck dinner.  Cory was going to
cook dinner for Jason.  It was their first real date.  Cory was as nervous
as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.

     I threatened to leave Larsen at the apartment to act as a chaperone.
Cory gave me a cold look, and I broke out laughing.  He laughed too when he
realized I'd been joking.

                       **********

     Dinner at Doc's was wonderful as always.  Right after dinner I
realized I'd left the results from the last set of tests in the lab at the
apartment.  Doc and I had planned on going over them that evening so we
could plan out what to do in the lab the next week.  While everyone was
cleaning up after dinner I excused myself to run back into town to pick up
the lab tests after taking a lot of good natured ribbing from everyone
about finding a new excuse for not helping with the clean up.

     I wasn't sure what I'd find back at the apartment.  I was relieved to
see that there was still some light coming out of the apartment windows.  I
assumed that meant that Cory and Jason were still upright and decent.

     Bad assumption.  They were upright, but not decent.

     When I entered the apartment I saw the remains of their meal on the
table.  There were at least a dozen candles lit around the apartment.  Cory
and Jason were kissing in the little hallway between the bathroom and my
bedroom.
  They were naked as the day they were born with their discarded clothes
spread out around their feet.  Jason had Cory in his arms and it looked
like he was doing some serious tongue action in Cory's mouth.  Cory's body
was turned slightly so I had a view of his erect cock.

     I'd seen him naked a couple of times over the last week, but unlike
Justin who paraded around in the nude all of the time, Cory usually had at
least his boxers on any time he was out in the apartment.  His body was
lean, almost thin and completely lacking in hair except for the patches
under his arms and around his dick.  When I'd seen him in our bedroom or
just coming out of the shower, his cut dick had been soft and looked like
it was three to four inches long.  Now, fully engorged with blood, it stood
almost straight up from his body for at least seven inches.

     The head of Jason's one-eyed monster was peaking out from the edge of
his hip as he rubbed it against Cory's side.  It looked shiny so I knew he
was already hot and producing a lot of precum.

     I hadn't been exactly quiet coming up the stairs, but it was obvious
they hadn't heard me.  I stood paralyzed in the middle of the apartment.  I
didn't want to break into their first lovemaking and embarrass them, but I
was afraid that if I moved they'd see me.  The result of my internal
conflict was that I stayed riveted to the spot being as quiet as possible
even though it meant being an accidental voyeur.

     Jason began kissing his way down Cory's neck and chest.  He knelt in
front of Cory and took Cory's rigid tool into his mouth and began working
up and down on the pole.  Cory threw his head back and braced himself with
his hands on Jason's shoulders.  As he moved up and down on Cory's rod,
Jason's own hard member moved with the rhythm of his body.  I could see a
wet spot on the floor in front of him from the precum dripping out of the
end of his penis.

     Suddenly Cory's body tensed, and Jason began swallowing.  When Cory's
spasms ended, Jason got back to his feet, put his hands on Cory's shoulders
and turned him toward the bedroom.

     I breathed a sigh of relief when they disappeared into the bedroom
without seeing me.  I saw the lab reports sitting on the kitchen counter.
I quietly gabbed them and backed out of the door.

     The hot scene with Jason and Cory had given me a raging hard on.  I
had to pull off the road on the way back out to Doc's house and jerk off.

     Doc and I went over the results from the lab tests and planned out the
research approach for next week.  When we were done with that I asked him
if I could spend the night out at his house.

     "Sure.  You know you can stay out here any time you want.  Is
something going on?  Everything's okay with you and Andy isn't it?"

     I laughed.  "Everything's fine.  It's just that Cory Jacobs, our new
roommate, and Jason Sherman were getting it on when I went back to get the
papers.  I thought it might be better if I stayed away and let them have
the apartment for the night.  I assume that Justin's going to be going home
with Megan, but I'll check to be sure."

     I explained the situation to Justin.  He smiled and confirmed that he
was planning to stay over at Megan's that night.  I called the apartment.

     Cory answered on the fourth ring.  "Hello?"

     "Cory, listen this is C.Z.  I just wanted to let you know that
Justin's going to be over at Megan's tonight, and I've decided to stay out
here with Doc and Matt.  Will you be okay there tonight?"

     I could actually hear the smile on his face when he answered, "Sure.
I don't think I'll get lonely tonight."

(To be continued)