Date: Mon, 28 Feb 2005 14:31:39 -0800 (PST)
From: taarob <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: Falling for Joel 7

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From chapter 6:
Joel's cell phone rang.  "Yeah, hey Dad, how are ya?  Good,
good.  Stephen and I are just headed home.  I had an
interview.  No, it was part of the deal."  Joel just
listened for a few moments and got a very serious look on
his face.  Then he seemed to shrug it off and smiled.  He
turned to me while holding the phone against his chest.  "My
dad wants us to have dinner with him."  He rubbed his
forehead with his other hand.  "This had to happen
eventually.  Can you deal with this Stephen?"  He lifted his
hand and dropped it.  "I'll get us outta there fast Stephen,
I promise.  Can you?"

My brain was screaming "No!!!!!"  But I said.  "Sure Joel,
I've gotta meet you dad eventually, might as well be now."


			    Falling for Joel 7


Joel pulled me down so that I was lying totally on top of
him on the sofa my head on his chest just below his chin.

He stroked my hair.  "We need to get ready.  The old man
hates people to be late for dinner."

"Joel, you don't have to be psychic to know that you don't
like your dad.  Why are we even going?

"I wanna like him.  He just makes it so fucking hard."  He
lifted his hand in a gesture of frustration and then dropped
it.  "He's always driven everyone crazy.  I'm sure that's
what makes him a good lawyer, he's a pitbull.  Even my
grandfather, his own dad, didn't much like him.  I know that
he loved him but he didn't much like him.  That's why he
arranged his estate so that I'd never be dependent on my
dad.  That makes him fucking nuts too, that he doesn't have
money to hold over my head."

I lifted my head and kissed Joel's chin.  "It's hard to
think that there's anyone that you don't get along with."

Joel was lightly massaging the back of my neck.  "I love
him...and, in a totally weird way, I miss him.  It's like I
know that inside of him somewhere is my real dad and it's
like he went away and....I miss him."

Joel rolled over onto his side taking me with him, he kissed
me and spoke quietly.  "Stephen, you've gotta understand
that you mean more to me than he does, what he thinks, what
he wants."

                    -------------------------------------

"Dad!  It's not what I wanted to do with my life!"

We were in the living room of Joel's fathers house.  I was
sitting on the sofa and Joel and his dad were standing by
the bay window, each had a drink in their hand and they were
getting very close to an argument.

"Well it's stupid!  Joel, you'll never get the chance to
make the kind of money teaching that you could have made in
television."  Joel started to say something but his dad
turned away from him.  "You're being feckless just like when
you were a kid."

"Dad that isn't true!  First of all I'm making more money
teaching than I was in TV.  And secondly I still do the
occasional interview.  And when was I EVER, feckless?"  I
could see the muscles tightening in Joel's neck and legs as
he got madder and madder.

His dad turned toward him and pointed at him with his
finger.  "Your not committed to anything, you never have
been!"  He waved his hands and spilled part of his drink.
"It's like you're playing your way through life, one thing
one day and something else the next.  You need to grow up!"
He glanced quickly at me with so much bitterness in his eyes
that I jumped.  "Like I said.....feckless!"

For a second Joel's shoulders slumped and then he
straightened up but with a new look on his face.  He dropped
his head and slowly shook it.  "Don't go there, Dad!"  He
lifted his head and stared calmly into his fathers eyes, his
upper body seemed to expand as his muscles tensed.
"You.....especially you, don't have the right."

Joel took three long strides to the sofa and took my hand.
"Come on Stephen, let's go."

As we were walking out the front door his dad was yelling.
"That's right!  You and your boooooy friend go play!"

                    --------------------------------

Three blocks from his dad's house Joel pulled the car over
to the side of the road and took my left hand in his right.
He leaned his head back against the headrest and turned to
look at me and smiled.  "Welcome to the family."

"Well, I have two thoughts, the first is that he scares the
crap outta me and second, he doesn't know you very well."

Joel stared straight ahead.  "No and he never did."  He
lifted my hand and kissed it.  "He doesn't
matter.....actually he hasn't for a long time."

"Let's go get some food and eat it at home.  Like maybe
Chinese."

Joel started the car.  "Ya got a deal."  I said.


We had just walked into the house carrying bags of Chinese
take-out when Joel suddenly turned and wrapped me in his
arms and then bent his head and kissed me.  There wasn't
much that I could do because my hands were full of packages
so I just kissed back.  Joel is a lot bigger than I am and
when he kisses me like that he kinda envelopes me and I can
smell him, he always smells so clean and masculine and I
just want to curl up against his chest.

After he broke the kiss and I got a chance to catch my
breath I said.  "I guess ya like me."

He smiled and kissed my nose.  "A whole lot."

We piled plates full of the food and trooped into the family
room and sat eating off of the coffee table and watching TV.
Joel had kicked off his shoes and crossed his legs yoga
style on the sofa.  He was staring intently at the TV and
didn't notice me stealing a glance at him.  His black hair
was dropping down over his forehead while he slowly chewed
his food.  Suddenly he turned and looked at me.

"I shouldn't have taken you there today.  You don't deserve
to be treated like that."  He sighed.  "I didn't think that
he'd be like that with you there."

"It's okay." I smiled.  "We're not gonna see him like a lot
are we?"

Joel grinned at me.  "Nope.  He had his shot and that was
it."

A few minutes later we finished eating and I took the plates
into the kitchen.  When I came back into the family room
Joel grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto his lap.  We
rolled over until we were both lying flat on the floor our
faces pressed to the carpet staring at each other.

Joel reached out and lightly ran his fingertips over the
side of my face.  "Let's get the fuck outta here!"  I lift
my eyebrows in an unspoken question.  "Let's go to the
cabin."

"Do we have time?"

"We'll make fucking time!  I don't have anything that I
actually have to be here for for the next three days and you
could call in sick on Monday."  He pulled my face closer to
his and kissed me lightly.  "Come on, Stephen."

Joel did a pushup and then climbed over on top of me and
slowly lowered himself until our bodies were just touching,
his weight being supported on his arms.  Then he lowered
himself until he was lying lightly on my back with his legs
between mine.  He shoved his arms under me and held me
tight.  I bent my head and kissed his arm.

"Come on, Babe, let's get outta here."  He was slowly
humping my butt and then stuck his tongue in my ear.  We
were either going to the cabin or we were going to fuck,
maybe both.

I pushed my butt back against him and he grunted.  "It's," I
glanced at my watch, "almost nine.  We wouldn't get there
until after midnight."

He was moving his nose through my hair and mumbled.  "I'll
do the driving and you can sleep."  He licked the back of my
neck and it sent shivers throughout my body.  "Pleeeeaaase,
Babe, I need some time in the country!"  His cock was
seriously hard and pressing against my butt.

I start twisting around slowly and Joel lifted himself up a
bit so that I could do it.  Finally he's still lying on top
of me but now we were face to face.

There were major flashes of green happening in his eyes.  I
smiled at him and kissed his chin.  "You're horny."

He smiled back.  "For you."

"You're like a sex machine.  How many times a day did you
beatoff when you were a kid?"

Joel grinned.  "Lots!  Do you think that we have too much
sex?"

"No!  I mean geez.......I didn't really even understand sex
before I met you."  I smiled at him.  "I mean I knew how to
do it but I didn't understand what it could mean to a
couple......to having sex with someone you love."

He smiled and flashed those beautiful white teeth at me.
"Like me, right?"

I laughed.  "No, the UPS guy."  I pulled his head down and
kissed him.  "You've turned me into this total slut you
know.  Well, just a slut for you."  I grinned at him.  "When
I'm at work I start drifting into this, you fucking me
thing, and then it gets all weird.  You're very distracting
you know."

Joel pushed my hair off of my forehead.  "You don't cum when
I kiss you anymore.  That was always so cool."

I adjusted my position under Joel and then lifted my legs
and wrapped them around his butt.  "Cause we've been
together for a while and we have so much sex but believe me
it could still happen.  We'd have to be out somewhere, some
place public.

Joel was steadily dry humping me and then reached down and
unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and then pulled them
off, tossing them aside.  Then more slowly he peeled off my
briefs, held them to his nose and inhaled in an exaggerated
way.  He laughed and tossed them behind him.  His hair was
messed up and his eyes were flashing.  "You'll sleep better
in the car if.....you've been...ahhhh, serviced."  I
laughed.

I was tugging at his belt but he took over that job while I
held my legs up.  He grunted when he pushed down his pants
and underwear and his cock popped up and hit his stomach
before dropping down and pointing at me.  He held my legs
and his cock was just touching my butt hole.  I gasped.
"Lube!  Something!"

He bent backwards and pulled out the drawer in the end
table.  It came all the way out and crashed to the floor.
Joel rummaged around in the spilled contents and then
yelled.  "Ahhh, got it!"  Then I felt his fingers and the
cool fluid spreading me, opening me up.

"Oh!  Oh fuck yes!"  His fingers were in me pushing and
pulling, stretching me.  He went in deeper and massaged my
prostate.  "Ohhhhhhhhh  fuck!"

I reached under him and felt his cock ready to enter me.  It
felt impossibly big but then it always does, his balls feel
like they weigh about three pounds each.  I guided him until
the head was inside.  Then, as he was just beginning to
enter me Joel bent down and kissed me and sucked my tongue
into his mouth.  This has gotten to be the thing that lets
me take that huge cock without screaming; it just relaxes me
and I open for him when he does that.

I wrap my arms as much around him as I can get them so that
I can feel his muscles move as he fucks me.  My legs are
draped over his upper arms and his hands are gripping my
shoulders as he kisses me.  In some part of my mind I
realize that something about me has triggered all this
effort, promised something that he needs and it warms me and
makes me feel safe.

I can cum whenever Joel does, well given ten seconds notice
and that lets me relax and watch the pleasure that he's
experiencing and to feel this sense of being bred.  I know
that when he cums I'll feel it, he shoots like a fire hose
and I'll feel it hit my insides and then he'll slowly
collapse onto me, sweaty and spent and totally belonging to
me.  I'll kiss his sweaty temple and listen as his heart
beat calms.

                    ------------------------------

The bright neon lights of the suburban streets flash
brilliantly in the car as we drive toward the freeway.  We
take route 41 north until it joins up with the Interstate
system at the Wisconsin border.

We talk about everything and nothing, small talk, light
talk, students, employers, stuff like that.  Once we hit the
Interstate I calm down and scrunch down in the seat.  The
seat belt restrains me but I manage to find a semi-
comfortable position and begin to doze.  In the dark of the
freeway interrupted only by the flash of other cars lights
Joel reaches over and searches for my left hand.  Finding it
his fingers intertwine with mine and I begin to seriously
sleep.  I can still feel his cock in me.