Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2008 13:44:16 -0800
From: Tom Baxter <tbax93722@hotmail.com>
Subject: pensacola - 2

This story is fantasy. It never happened. If it is illegal or inappropriate
for you to read this, don't.

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Pensacola - Chapter 2
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Josh had about a half mile to run home giving him a few minutes to reflect on the
events that had unfolded that evening. It was as good as any masturbatory
fantasy he had ever had, yet it had really happened. Furthermore, it appeared
that it might happen again!

He took a moment to consider if he should allow it to happen again. Could he get
in trouble with the law, or the Navy? He didn't even know what the age of
consent was in Florida. Probably not 14, but was that a serious concern? He
obviously hadn't hurt the boy. Brandon said himself that it was the most amazing
experience of his life. Brandon would not likely turn him in.

What about the homosexual part of the relationship? – the Navy frowns on that.
Well, if he wasn't sucking Brandon's cock, he reasoned, he would probably be
sucking somebody else's. And, if that somebody was closer to the Navy, one of
his Navy buddies for instance, that would certainly be more dangerous than this
boy who was about as far removed from the Navy as he could get.

No, he didn't see an immediate problem with seeing Brandon. Being a logical,
thorough, guy, however, he made a mental note that he would reevaluate these
concerns again in the future just to make sure that everything stayed cool.

He came around the last bend towards his apartment and slowed to a walk. He
hardly even broke a sweat on this short jog. His apartment was actually in a
quad-plex – a one story structure with 4 two bedroom, two bathroom apartments
in it. It was part of a complex of quad-plexes. Josh lived alone, but was friendly
with the occupants of the other 3 units in the building and they frequently would
sit as a group on the lawn in front of the building drinking beer and talking. One
unit was occupied by a married Naval flight student from Josh's class. This was
how he found the property in the first place.

Josh reached down and untied his key from his shoelace and opened the door.
When he entered his apartment, he heard the beep of his cell phone. "Damn" he
thought "who's tryin to get a hold of me at this hour!" He reached for the phone, a
bit annoyed. It turned out to be a text message from a number he didn't
recognize. It read:

"that was realy cool lol im happy we met i hope we can do that again i like u a lot
ttyl"

A smile came to Josh's face. "That little cutie" he thought as he saved the phone
number as Brandon's. It was nearing midnight and Josh had a flight simulator
event at 8:00am, he didn't want to get into an endless text-a-thon at this hour, so
he replied with a simple: "me too! gnite :) ". As he crawled into bed, he laid
thinking about Brandon. How adorable he had looked as he laughed and ran
around the trailer naked with his cock flopping about carefree. He slid his hand
beneath his underwear waistband, but quickly fell asleep with images of this
wonderful boy running through his mind.

Josh woke bright eyed and bushy tailed, he didn't typically get hangovers unless
he drank himself to a stupor the night before.  He arrived at the base early so that
he could review his lists of flight procedures and checklists before his simulator. It
was a graded event, so he wanted to do absolutely the best he could.

The simulator instructor was an older gentleman, a retired fighter pilot and former
Instructor Pilot that now imparted his vast skill and knowledge to the new trainees
in the less dangerous environment of the simulator building. The instructor liked
Josh, he thought he was incredibly sharp, physically gifted and socially graced.
The instructor had no doubt that Josh's flight skills would develop quickly and
that he would graduate at the top of his class allowing him to enter the `Jet
Training Pipeline' putting him one step closer to flying jets off of an aircraft
carrier.

At 10:00am, Josh finished his simulator and then went to the flight student study
center where he met up with other students from his class. "How'd that sim go
Josh?" said Brad, a kind of husky, red-neck type guy from Ft Worth. "I got 3
above averages again today!" chimed Josh. "Fuck!" replied Brad "Well,
congratulations dude, you're gonna be the one to beat! I don't think anyone else
has got grades anywhere close to yours." Josh remained humble, but was
beaming on the inside.

"So bud," Brad continued, "Tim and I are going down to Seville Quarter tonight,
wanna join us?" Brad was referring to a complex of night clubs in downtown
Pensacola that the aviators frequented. "No, I don't think so, not tonight" replied
Josh. "Thursday night is Ladies Night!" taunted Brad. "Sorry dude, got another
sim in the morning. Gotta get some sleep so I can ace it just to make sure none
of you slackers catches up to me!" teased Josh. "That's was I hoping for!"
jokingly scowled Brad.

That concluded Josh's official workday. He had another simulator the next day
and it would take him a couple hours to prepare for it, memorizing the lists of
procedures dictating the exact order of each of his movements within the cockpit.
He would write these procedures onto index cards so he could quiz himself later.

This was the beauty of flight school. There was an enormous amount of free
time. This was balanced, however, by the fact that when he was actually training
he was under tremendous pressure. Recalling and performing flight procedures
while the aircraft shot quickly through the sky and an impatient flight instructor sat
in the back seat frequently screaming about what he didn't just do while he would
be trying to recall what to do next – All  the while, knowing that the flight
instructor could fail him and end his flying career at any moment.

Josh went to the parking lot and found his car, a black BMW 325i that his
grandfather had bought him for his college graduation. Cars like this were known
around Pensacola as "Ensign-mobiles" referring to the flight students' newly
earned ranks and their fancy cars. He climbed into his hot Beamer for the 45
minute drive back to Pensacola from the flight base in Milton.

This was the first chance today that Josh had to reflect back to Brandon and the
events of the previous night. God, how he hoped that Brandon was still feeling as
he was. "What if Brandon woke up this morning and said to himself: `what kind of
perverted shit was that last night?'" Josh worried.

Josh wanted to text him but was concerned that he might get Brandon in trouble
since he would still be at school. "Certainly, he would be smart enough to turn his
ringer off wouldn't he?" thought Josh. So, he decided he had to have some
contact with the little stud-muffin and he text him: "hey dude, how r u?"

Josh was almost home before a reply came back from Brandon: "horny, lol!" it
said.

"Shit Hot!" thought Josh. "He is still into me!" He text back: "lol, me too! text me
when ur out of school" and Brandon replied with: "k".

Josh spent the next couple hours preparing his flight procedure flash cards,
memorizing them and quizzing himself. He was ready for his simulator in the
morning. He wanted to catch some rays, but the complex pool hadn't open yet for
the season. It was plenty warm though so he lay out on the lounge chair he had
on his porch.

As he lay there soaking in the Sun's warmth into his well defined muscles, his
mind drifted back to Brandon. He pictured Brandon standing there angelically in
his tight boxer briefs. His hair pulled straight back behind his ears with a baseball
cap, worn backwards holding it in place. This allowed Josh to picture his face. It
was long with a strong jaw line. Brandon had beautiful full lips; his upper lip
formed the letter `m' with the depression just beneath his nostrils. Josh thought
his lips made Brandon look so kissable!  His eyebrows appeared to be groomed,
though Josh realized that they probably weren't. They were dark brown, in
contrast to his sandy blond hair. "I guess they match his pubic hair" thought Josh.

As Josh's imaginary gaze continued downward he remembered Brandon's
pronounced Adam 's apple and protruding collar bones. As he grew older and
filled out a bit, those features would probably become less distinctive, but Josh
preferred the way they looked right now. Brandon had just enough definition to
show where his pecs would one day grow. There was also a distinct line between
his chest and his abdomen and slight valley running vertically down his chest and
stomach. His nipples were about nickel sized, a nice contrast in color from his
tanned white skin and had perky little tits in the middle of each. Josh just wanted
to reach out with his tongue and lick them!

Josh's cell phone beeped indicating an incoming text message. It was from
Brandon and read: "hey dude im out wanna hang?" "Awesome" thought Josh.
That was exactly want he wanted to hear. Josh replied: "sounds great! should I
come over?"

After a few moments Brandon responded "no dude its my moms day off we cant
hang here". "Fuck!" thought Josh. "that sucks, cuz I can't bring him here either,
Lorna will be all up in my business about a cute young boy coming to my place."

Lorna was Josh's next door neighbor... like 10 feet away next door with a big
window that looked out at anyone that might come to either of the two doors.
Lorna was a married housewife and stayed home all day – and she was nosy.
Josh noticed that every time he opened his door he would see her fingers spread
the blinds to see who was coming or going. The doors to the other two units in
the building, including the door of Josh's Navy classmate, were on the other side
of the building. So he had a little more privacy from them.

Josh just had to see Brandon though so he figured he would go pick him up and
then they could figure out what to do. He text Brandon: "ill come pick u up. when
will u be ready?" Josh then received a text back from Brandon that read: "gimme
30 min an don't come here meet me at the store we got beer". He replied: "ok
cya in 30!"

Josh hopped in the shower real quick just to rinse off the sweat he formed while
sunning. Then he pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and looked in the mirror.
Josh always looked good no matter what he wore, but somehow he was
unpleased. This was an important meeting with Brandon and he wanted it to be
perfect.

He already knew that he could get into the boy's pants after a few beers and a
seductive game of strip poker. But, today they weren't going to be drunk and the
conversation would be starting from scratch. What would they talk about? He
knew nothing about Brandon, what was he interested in? God, he didn't even
know if Brandon was gay, bi, or just curious. Suddenly Mr. Confidence didn't feel
so confident anymore.

Really, Josh's skills at pursuing another person and beginning a relationship
probably weren't much more developed than Brandon's. Because Josh never
had any serious interest in the girls that always came onto him, he never had to
seduce, or even try very hard. Since he was once a horny teen himself, when a
girl would throw herself at him, he had on occasion actually slept with a few, but
then he wouldn't follow-up afterwards and no relationship would develop.

His experience with guys was even more limited. Being gay didn't fit with Josh's
self-image as he was growing up, so even though he couldn't deny his attraction
to other boys he never visualized himself actually dating a guy. He had only had
oral sex with two other guys and was an anal virgin. Both of these experiences
were in the last year of college after Josh turned 21 and could get into gay bars.
One was a one-night-stand while the other guy he slept with on 3 different
occasions, but without any true `dating' involved. He was 24 years old and Josh
just wasn't really into him and his indifference led to this guy becoming
disinterested as well.

So here stood Josh in front of the mirror really wanting to make an impression on
Brandon. He tore off the t-shirt and put on a tight Hollister polo shirt. His
muscular arms stretched out the sleeves and the fabric was taut across his
chest. He completed his ensemble with a silver chain and some Ralph Lauren
cologne. He looked in the mirror again pushed his hair around a bit and now he
was pleased with the reflection.

He hopped in the Beamer and rocketed out of his complex on his way to meet his
teen hottie. When he pulled into the convenience store parking lot, he did not see
Brandon. "Maybe he hasn't gotten here yet" though Josh as he checked his
watch. "just now hittin 30 minutes". Josh parked and walked in to buy a bottle of
water.

As he walked down the aisle to the cooler at the rear of the store, his eye caught
what appeared to be young guy reading a comic over by the magazine stand.
Then he realized it was Brandon! Obviously Brandon had spent some time
grooming himself today as well! Josh wondered whether he was cleaned up for
school or for him.

Brandon was wearing khaki cargo shorts and a crisp white Quicksilver t-shirt with
a chrome chain around his neck that resembled a dog choke-chain. His hair was
neatly combed today and parted down the middle. Josh noted that his tan
slender legs were just starting to grow some golden hair near his ankles. His
bare feet were stuffed into a somewhat ratty pair of Vans.

"Hey Brandon!" said Josh. "Josh!" yelled Brandon as he looked up from his
comic. Brandon was grinning from ear to ear. Josh could tell that he was
genuinely glad to see him. "So Brandon, do u want somthin to drink?" "ok Josh,
maybe like a Coke or somethin?" "Sure thing buddy" replied Josh.

After paying for their drinks, Josh and Brandon stepped out the front door and
headed for Josh's car. "THIS IS UR CAR?!" cried Brandon "This car is the fuckin
BOMB!" Brandon kind of hopped and skipped all the way around the car while he
touched every window, door, mirror and antennae on the vehicle. "Definitely
Cool!" Brandon finally declared.

"Well, climb in and check out the stereo" bragged Josh.  Brandon sat down in the
passenger seat and repeated his hands-on examination of every feature the car
had to offer. "I wanna go everywhere in this car!" announced Brandon. "Im glad
you like it" replied Josh. "So Brandon," Josh began "I've got my own apartment,
so we could go hang out there, but I got a nosey neighbor that I'm worried about
explaining who you are to." Brandon gave him a knowing look. "I could try to
sneak you in through the patio door" Josh continued "but if one of the other
neighbors saw you there, it might be even harder to explain if we're caught
`sneaking around'. So I don't know what to do."

"Well, let's just go over to University Mall, but mom wants me home at 6 for
dinner.  We don't see much of each other cuz of her job, so when she's off, she
likes havin me round" said Brandon. "I can see why she likes havin you around"
Josh replied "I like havin you around too." Brandon got a big smile and blushed a
little bit.

"They got a cool arcade at the mall, but I don't have any money." "That sounds
fun" replied Josh "and don't worry about money, I got you covered." During the
short drive to the mall, Brandon opened up the sun roof, rolled down his window
and turned the stereo way up. He wanted to make sure everyone saw him with
this obviously cool guy driving in this way cool car. Unfortunately, they didn't pass
anyone he knew.

Once at the mall they made their way quickly to the arcade. Brandon wanted to
show Josh which of the games were the best. Josh watched Brandon play each
game and then Brandon would egg him on to play against him. Josh's quick
reactions and excellent dexterity that were assets in the cockpit were no match
for Brandon's hours of practice at playing these games. Even though Brandon
teased Josh about his superior playing abilities, Josh was happy to see him win.
It made Brandon so excited and animated that Josh just enjoyed being with him.

Eventually, Josh managed to just stand behind Brandon and watch him play.
Josh noticed how smooth Brandon's skin was. He was intrigued by how thin and
frail his neck appeared. He stood close behind Brandon and could smell the
shampoo in his freshly washed hair. He could feel Brandon's movements as he
played the game. "JOSH!" screamed Brandon. "Whaat?" Josh replied startled.
"What, are u zoning out on me? I was trying to show this one thing here, but its
gone now!" "Sorry dude" said Josh.

Eventually Brandon tired of the arcade and Josh suggested they go to the food
court and get a snack. He wanted to sit down and spend some time talking with
Brandon since they really had not gotten the chance to do that yet. After
purchasing a couple slices of pizza, they chose a table a bit away from the rest of
the crowd.

"I'm really glad you wanted to hang out with me again this afternoon" began
Josh. "Shit, ur cool! I'll hang with you anytime Josh" Brandon shot back. Josh
wanted to bring up the sex that they had the night before but was finding he was
too shy to broach the subject. "God, what a difference a little alcohol can make"
thought Josh as he compared his sexually forward personality the night before to
how he felt right now. So he thought he would mention the poker game and see if
the conversation would lead to sex, just as the game had.

 "So did you have fun playin cards last night?" "Ya, that was a riot!" laughed
Brandon. "Steve and I were crackin up bout that at lunch today. He was calling
me a `dumb-ass' cuz I kept fuckin up and I said `well at least I wasn't the one up
on the coffee table doin the strip-tease!'" Josh and Brandon laughed together
recalling how drunk Steve was and how ridiculous he looked as he was trying to
seductively remove his underwear.

"And oh my god! That fun we had afterwards was incredible" stated Brandon.
"Great!" thought Josh "He brought it up!" They both sat there for just a moment of
reflection. "Im really glad you liked that Brandon, cuz I really like you" Josh said.
"I had no idea that it could feel so good" said Brandon. "I really like you too Josh.
I hope we can be friends." "I want to more than friends with you Brandon; I want
to be your soul mate."

Brandon took this in. Never before had anyone ever told him that they wanted to
connect with him so deeply, so intimately. He admired Josh, he wasn't used to an
older guy, especially a really cool and attractive guy like this paying him any
attention. He jerked off in the shower that morning while thinking of Josh and
then had gotten several hard-ons during the school day thinking of him. He was
amazed that this guy, a Navy pilot no less, could actually be interested in him!

He had never had a male role model in his life. His father took off before he was
4 years old so he had practically no memory of him what-so-ever. He didn't even
have a grandfather to look up to and now suddenly he was looking into the eyes
of the most beautiful man he had ever seen and that man wanted to have a
relationship with him.

Brandon was suddenly overcome by emotion. His lower lip began to tremble and
tears began to form in his eyes. Josh could see that Brandon was visibly upset
and said worriedly "I'm sorry Brandon, I didn't mean to upset you. I can take you
home right now" "No!" cried Brandon "No, Im not upset, I don't know why Im
cryin. I guess im just really happy." Josh looked at him somewhat confused.
Brandon continued... "I just couldn't have wished for more. I love you!"

Josh leaned towards Brandon and took him into his arms. Brandon quietly wept
into his shoulder while Josh slowly stroked his back. He realized that he had
acted on emotional impulse without considering their surroundings when putting
his arms around Brandon, but he didn't care. As far as anyone else knew they
might have been two brothers consoling each other after a death in the family.
He noticed that any attention that they were attracting wasn't bothering anyone.

Josh held Brandon tight while reassuring him that they were going to have great
times together. "This is just the beginning lil dude". "I know, I know" Brandon
sobbed. "I'll be alright in a minute, I just have never had anyone like you." Josh
felt so close to Brandon at this moment. He had really never had anyone like this
in his life before either. As he stroked his hand down Brandon's back he caught
the bottom of his t-shirt and he slid his hand under it. His next stroke was on the
bare skin of Brandon's smooth back.

Josh began to get a little excited and his consolatory stroking turned more into
exploratory petting.  He rubbed his fingers up the bumps of Brandon's spine and
then down his side onto his hip. Josh marveled at how lean Brandon was. His
waist had to be a few inches smaller around than his hips. This reminded him of
Brandon's hourglass, girl-like figure that he was admiring when he watched
Brandon dance naked the night before.

Now as he stroked Brandon, he could so easily feel his bones through his skin,
his ribs, his hips, his spine. He realized how vulnerable Brandon was, both
physically and emotionally. He felt an obligation to care for this boy, to make him
happy, to make him feel good, to help him fulfill his dreams and to help him grow
into a man.

"Ur giving me a hard-on!" Brandon said as his blubbering turned more into a
laugh. "Oh, sorry dude" Josh said not realizing that his petting was becoming
erotic. "No, its cool but Im getting horny and I might have to do something bout
it!" Brandon teased. "God how I would love to do it with you right now! I've got a
raging hard on too" Josh said.

"Let's go out to ur car" suggested Brandon. "No" contemplated Josh, "It's still
broad daylight. I can just see the look on the mall security guy's face when he
pulls up to that side show!" Brandon laughed. "Well, I know where there is a john
here in the mall. Not the one here by the food court where everybody goes, but
there's one over on the other side of Dillards.

Josh looked dubious. He hadn't spent his whole life working towards what he had
achieved only to lose it because he was making out with a teen boy in a mall
toilet. That would be a tough one to explain to his commanding officer tomorrow
morning. Brandon could see his doubt. "No, Josh. It's really quiet there, no one
ever goes in there, it will be cool" Brandon pleaded. "Well, we can go take a look"
said Josh doubtfully.

Brandon was right; this restroom was so secluded Josh didn't understand why
they even had it open. "They probably don't even have to clean it" Josh thought
to himself. "See!" said Brandon. "Alright, you win lil buddy!" They went down to
the last stall and went inside. Josh looked down at Brandon's face. He had a
huge smile and was so adorable with his eager teenage anticipation! He grabbed
Brandon's shoulders a pulled him in as he leaned down and pressed his lips
against his.

Brandon enthusiastically returned the kiss and they took turns licking and sucking
each other's tongues. Josh reached forward and cupped Brandon's package
through his shorts. Brandon's hips moved instinctively towards Josh's hand and
he began to hump and grind as Josh continued to explore the outline of
Brandon's 5" cock.

Brandon's hands slid up under Josh's polo shirt and began to explore the taught
muscles of his abdomen. Brandon could feel the hair on Josh's lower belly that
made up his treasure trail. This brought back a memory of the previous night
when they first met. Brandon had immediately been attracted to Josh. Brandon
never really considered himself gay, but his only sexual fantasies were of other
guys.

As he had admired Josh's shirtless physique the night before, he recalled that he
was intrigued by the sexy line of hair that Josh had running down from his navel.
He wondered whether it continued below the waistline of his gym shorts until it
merged with his pubic hair. He figured at the time, that he would never get to
know. And, later when Josh's clothes came off, Brandon was so busy looking at
other things, he forgot to notice where that hair went!

Josh in the meantime, slid his hand up flat on Brandon's belly and then plunged it
back down to his crotch, this time inside his shorts. He couldn't tell what kind of
underwear Brandon had on today because his hard cock was already sticking out
the top. Josh thought this might be another case of underwear that he had
outgrown a year or two ago, and now these ones couldn't even contain his cock!

Josh's hand encircled Brandon's boy meat and he started stroking him. Brandon
now began panting as Josh continued to French kiss him keeping his tongue in
pace with his hand. Brandon at this point simply grabbed Josh's hips and held
on. The feelings, both physical and emotional were so intense he was getting
weak in the knees.

Josh fumbled with Brandon's belt and then his shorts. He wanted access to his
prize now! And then it was free. That perfect piece of teenage boy cock that Josh
had fallen asleep dreaming of the night before. The cut head protruded out
beyond the shaft of his penis, so on each stroke Josh's hand rubbed the head
tightly as his grip expanded to accommodate the wider diameter. Brandon
gasped at the top of each stroke.

Suddenly Josh just had to taste it, to feel its warm velvety smoothness on his
tongue. He motioned for Brandon to step up onto the toilet. Brandon giggled a
little as he was doing something he never dreamed he would be doing. Brandon
held onto the top of the stall wall on one side and pressed his hand on the
bathroom wall on the other as Josh sunk his head deep onto the shaft of his
swollen red cock.

Brandon let out an audible yelp at this and took his hand off the bathroom wall
and grabbed Josh between his ear and the nape of his neck. Brandon pumped
his hips furiously towards Josh's mouth as Josh bobbed up and down on
Brandon's steel hard shaft. Josh would have liked to perhaps slow the
progression of this dick sucking down a little, but it had taken on a life of its own.
There was no slowing this one down, there was no controlling it at all! Brandon
was now almost screaming as he thrust into Josh's mouth. His grip had moved to
Josh's ear and it was beet red as Brandon nearly tore it off!

Then an explosive jet of semen erupted from Brandon's bulbous cock head that
hit the back of Josh's throat just as he was inhaling. He immediately pulled off
Brandon's cock to keep from drowning in his cum and the successive bursts of
boy milk shot him in the eye, the cheek, and up his nostril. Brandon was beside
himself. He had been masturbating for over a year now, but had never had
orgasms even close to these last two that he had with Josh.

Josh was busy wiping cum out of his eye so he could see again. Suddenly they
heard the bathroom door opening. Josh quickly glanced up at Brandon with a
stern look and put his finger to his lips. Brandon understood how serious Josh
was about them not being discovered. Josh leaned back and glanced out into the
bathroom through the crack in the toilet stall wall.

It was the mall janitor who had disturbed their post orgasmic bliss. He took a look
in the trash can; saw there wasn't much in there and left. "I guess they do clean
this restroom" Josh mused to himself.

Brandon buttoned up his pants, buckled his belt and Josh helped him step down
from the toilet. Immediately Brandon grabbed Josh's cock through his shorts.
Josh had lost most of his hardness when the janitor walked in. "What's this?"
questioned Brandon. "Not that happy to see me? He laughed. "Sorry dude, I just
got real scared when that guy walked in. I really can't afford to be caught doing
this in a mall bathroom!"

"Well, let's just get you off real fast then, k?" said Brandon. "You know Brandon,"
Josh said, "the first time we get to experience this together; I don't want to be
rushed. I want it to be special." "But I really want to do it!" pleaded Brandon.
"Patience boy!" Josh scolded.  "When we finally do it I want it to be something
that you will remember the rest of your life, and this toilet stall is not the memory I
want to leave you with!" They both laughed.

After a little more tidying up, they left the stall and went to the sinks. The cum
residue on Josh's face was beginning to dry and get crusty. Josh thought it would
probably be best to wash it off before going back into public. "Shit Brandon" said
Josh, "its after 5:30 anyway, I got to get you home"

They quickly made their way back to the Beamer and they hopped in. As Josh
began to pull out of the parking space his phone rang. It was Brad. "Hey Josh,
just wanted to let you know again that its ladies night at Seville!" Josh
contemplated this for a moment. He was taking Brandon home to spend the
evening with his mother anyway, maybe he should go out with the guys. That
might keep everyone off his back for a while.

"You know Brad" Josh began "my sim tomorrow isn't until 10. I probably could go
out with you guys for a while." "That's the Josh I remember before he became top
of the class!" teased Brad. "How bout you come round my place bout 9?" "Sure
thing Brad, see ya then" Brad didn't get out to Josh's place very often because
Josh lived on the outskirts of Pensacola, so Josh typically met Brad at his place.
Josh had picked the location of his apartment at the suggestion of his Navy
classmate neighbor Joe, who reasoned that it would be mid-way between the
main Naval Air Station on Pensacola Bay where they had some of their ground
training and the flight line at Whiting Field in Milton, some 40 miles to the north.

"You goin out tonight?" Brandon sounded and looked a little dejected. Josh kind
of laughed it off saying "I'm going to hang with my Navy buddies while they chase
pussy! This will keep them off my back for a while so I can spend time with you."
That made Brandon happy again. "Ya, you want to go hunt pussy too!" Brandon
teased "You wanna dive into some smelly axe wound head first" Brandon
laughed at his own wit. "Sorry honey, no skanky bitches for me, Im saving it all
for you!" laughed Josh.

They tore out onto the North Davis Highway and headed towards Brandon's
trailer. "When we get there, let me out a few doors down" said Brandon, "I told
mom I was goin to Jim's". "Sure thing Brandon" said Josh They made tentative
plans to meet up again the next day and then Josh slowed the car as he entered
Josh's neighborhood. "God I am going to miss you so bad Josh!" whimpered
Brandon. "Only half as much as Im gonna miss you lil guy. Im gonna spend the
whole evening thinking bout you." They didn't dare kiss in front of Brandon's
neighbor's house, so Josh just reached down and squeezed Brandon's knee.
They looked each other in the eye and each could see the adoration of the other.
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