Date: Tue, 20 May 2008 09:41:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: gabriel blake <zenlikewriter@yahoo.com>
Subject: In His Songs, Chapter 5

Xavier reached out for Kevin's hand and held it. "You don't have to lie to
me. I know you like a book."


Chapter 5
The Secrets That We Keep


Kevin's hands were nested behind his head, his eyes closed as he started to
moan and gasp. He felt Xavier's warm tongue running up the base of his hard
cock, slowly, as he massaged his balls. His precum started flowing down the
side of his cock as Xavier lapped it up and smeared it around his shaft
with his lips. He felt his friend bob his head up and down his shaft, his
lips pressing tightly on his tool. He felt the pace go faster as Xavier ran
his hand up Kevin's stomach. Kevin opened his eyes and looked down to see
Vince eagerly going down on him. Vince's eyes were looking up at him with
lust. He let Kevin's cock slip out of his mouth and grinned at him before
going down on him again. Kevin couldn't take it any longer as shot after
shot of his cum flooded his best bud's mouth.

Kevin woke up. He looked at the clock on his side table. It was almost 4
AM. His chest was heaving and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat. He
slowly got out of bed, trying not to wake Matt up. He went to the toilet
and took a quick leak. He washed his face and looked at himself in the
mirror. His eyes said it all, his confusion. Xavier was his best friend for
years. He knew everything about him and vice versa. Xavier was there
through all his up and downs. He taught him almost everything he knew, he
was his first. That one year of separation made it clear to him that Xavier
had become more than just his best friend, but something more special, more
intimate.

Vince, on the other hand, suddenly crashed into his life after he thought
that he had finally gotten over Xavier. Vince was a breath of fresh air,
spontaneous and charming, someone totally different. It was obvious at that
point that he was and can no longer be just a friend to Kevin. He was
something more.

Kevin lay back on his bed. He closed his eyes and tried going back to sleep
but it was no use. He opened his eyes and stared at the blank ceiling. He
turned on his side and glanced over Matt's bed. His roommate was sleeping
soundly. Kevin watched as Matt's body slowly rose and fell with every
breath, his wavy blonde hair covering his forehead, his right arm resting
over his head while the other lay idly on his stomach. He studied every
inch of Matt's body, every curve, every hint of muscle, every gentle twitch
of his parted lips as he breathed. He noticed the sizeable tent forming
against the soft fabric of his roommate's boxers.

Kevin snapped out from his trance to the sound of Matt's alarm
blaring. Matt rubbed his eyes as he turned to his side and yawned. He felt
around for the alarm clock and turned it off. Kevin sat up and rested his
back against the wall as he watched his roommate get up from bed. Matt
squinted his eyes to see Kevin staring at him quietly.

"You're up early," Matt said weakly, still trying to wake himself up.

Kevin gently shook his head. "Nah. I woke up a couple of minutes ago,
couldn't get back to sleep... are you gonna hit the pool?"

"Yup" Matt smiled as he went to grab some clothes from the dresser. He
pulled on a pair of track shorts and took a clean white shirt. They heard a
knock on the door. Matt pulled the shirt over his head and went to see who
it was. The first thing he saw was that familiar naughty grin.

"Aren't ya gonna let me in?"

"That depends, are you some kind of freaky serial killer?" Matt chuckled as
he let Vince inside their room.

"Hey buddy!" Vince waved to Kevin who was sitting comfortably on his bed.

"Hey! What the heck are you doing here?" Kevin smiled.

"What? I can't drop by now?"

"What's in the bag?" Matt pointed to the large brown paper bag Vince was
holding.

"I brought you guys breakfast," Vince grinned.

Kevin moved closer to the edge of his bed. "I smell bacon."

"Yep," Vince raised the bag, "Plus a couple of eggs and some bagels."

"Mmmmm... my favorite," Matt snatched the bag away from Vince and started
setting the food down on his study table.

"How did 'ya know it was his favorite?"

"I used my super human mental powers," Vince raised his hands and wiggled
his fingers, playfully mocking Kevin as he sat down beside his buddy.

Kevin moved a little bit closer to Vince as the two of them sat side by
side, their backs resting against the wall. Matt began stuffing his mouth
with a bagel and strips of bacon. Kevin started laughing at his
roommate. "Pace yourself buddy, you don't want to choke on the meat."

"I need to eat fast..." Matt said in the middle of bites, "...gotta go hit
the pool."

"Are 'ya tryin' out for the team or somethin'?" Vince asked.

"I'm still thinking about it..." Matt took another bagel and grabbed his
packed gym bag from the foot of his bed. "...gotta go. Thanks for
breakfast."

"No problemo," Vince waved as Matt walked out the door and closed it behind
him.

Vince turned to his side to see Kevin getting out of bed to grab some food
from the table. "You guys are getting along really well."

"Yep. Matty's kinda cool. You're lucky to have the guy as your
roommate... How about you and Xavier getting some quality time?" Vince
winked.

"Why? Are you jealous?" Kevin joked. "We're doing okay, I guess. We
actually don't get to hang out a lot lately since he still has a lot
catching up to do with school and his dad makes him go to local business
trips and all that."

"Are 'ya free today?"

Kevin sat back on his bed, with a bagel in hand. "Sure, my schedule's
pretty much open today, what do you have in mind?"

Vince flashed Kevin a naughty grin.



Matt stripped down and turned on the hot water. He loved taking a shower
before jumping into the pool. There was something so soothing about water
that made him feel so free and calm. He felt it cascade down his body as he
let his hands rub every part of his torso.  He turned around to face the
shower and started rubbing down the back of his neck. He reached down and
gently tugged his slowly growing member once or twice before turning the
water off. He went back to his bag and pulled on his trunks. He took his
goggles and headed to the pool.

Someone was already doing laps. Matt started with warm ups as he watched
the guy dart from one side of the pool to the other. His eyes were glued to
the guy's perfect form. The way he glided in the water to and fro was
something that drew Matt in. He suddenly recognized that gracefulness and
remembered. Chris stopped at Matt's side of the pool and came up for
air. He took off his goggles and looked at Matt. "Hey."

"Hey." Matt nodded back.

Chris got out of the pool which made Matt double take on the guy's awesome
body. He looked up and was glued to Chris' deep blue eyes.

"So, have you decided yet?"

"To join the team? I'm not that sure it'd be a good idea."

"Why not? You're a good swimmer."

"Yeah, but I'm not as good as you."

Chris laughed which made his dimple more prominent than it normally
was. Matt thought it was really cute.

"I don't see myself as a good enough swimmer that's why I challenge myself
to do better. You have a lot of potential and hopefully we can work on
that... that is, if you join the team."

"I'll think about it a little more."

"Okay. I'll be waiting." Chris smiled and patted Matt's bare shoulder
before grabbing his own towel and heading to the showers.

Matt suddenly realized his cock was aching against the tight elastic of his
trunks. He looked down and saw the huge bulge pushing against the
elastic. `Did he notice?' Matt asked himself nervously. He gave it a quick
squeeze before jumping into the water.



Andrew walked down the halls of the university. Everything still seemed too
familiar to him. He's only been out of school for two years but he already
this high sense of accomplishment in the way he carried himself. He was a
legend after all. The girls around him couldn't help but stare as he passed
by. During his stay in the university, he made sure to make a lasting
impression. He was a top student, although a lot of students silently
agreed that he made the grades because of his family connections. He was
also known to be one of the biggest ladies' men whoever stepped on to those
halls, having a woman in each arm. He loved the attention and all the
gossip. His life was an open book in college, almost.

Andrew could hear the muffled whispers around him which made him smirk. He
stopped by one of the lecture halls and nonchalantly walked in. The class
was in full session as Andrew stepped inside the class and walked directly
in between the students and the young professor who was busily discussing
the day's lesson. The professor looked at Andrew sternly and made a
coughing noise which caught the attention of the entire class.

"Excuse me. I'm in the middle of class here."

Andrew sneered without looking at the professor. "I'm just here to check up
on my little sister. I hope that's not a problem River."

Some of the people in the class started laughing quietly. Ally was just
shaking her head in one of the back rows. River kept blinking through his
thick glasses. Although he really didn't need them, he thought it made him
look more sophisticated and superior to his students. It wasn't working
this time. Andrew had taken all the attention away from him just like he
always did.

"This is my class Andrew, not yours."

Andrew turned around, smirking at the young professor. Although they were
the same height, River was a little skinny and pale. Andrew always mocked
him of being emaciated, a huge exaggeration on his part, since River had a
good build to him. "Well look at you, you're a hotshot professor now and
all these years I thought you'd end up as one of those lab
technicians. Good for you."

"Do you want me to call the campus security on you?"

"No need for that. I just need to talk to my sister for a while if that's
okay with you?"

River looked at Ally. "Ms. Gallagher, please tell your brother not to
disrupt my class again."

"Why? That didn't bother you before." Andrew smirked again. Ally quickly
stood up and walked to her brother, grabbed him by the arm and escorted him
out of the room.

"What was that?"

"What? River and I are old friends."

"Yeah, but he's my professor now."

Andrew laughed. "He still looks like lab tech to me."

"So what are you doing here?"

"I'm bored. Do you wanna grab lunch?"

"I'm in the middle of an important lecture and I'm already way behind in
this class."

"So? It's just River's class. You can skip it."

Ally giggled. "You're intolerable."

"I know."

"I really can't. I have loads of stuff to do."

"Fine, I'll eat by myself," Andrew rolled his eyes and looked at his watch.

Ally walked back the room as River continued his lecture. River glanced out
the doorway, making quick eye contact with Andrew who was smirking at him.



Kevin and Vince walked up the stairs up to Vince's apartment. Vince fished
for his keys from his pocket while trying to balance two coffees with his
other hand. "A little help please."

Kevin took the coffees from Vince and waited as Vince opened the door.

"How many of these have you had already? Five?"

"If you count the ones I had before I got to your dorm... waaay too
many. Aha!" Vince finally got to open the door and grinned. He took the two
cups from his friend's hands and walked in after Kevin.

Kevin sat down on the couch as he watched Vince set the coffees down on the
kitchen counter. Kevin casually ran his hand on the couch, suddenly
remembering the first time he sat there. He remembered the first time he
and Vince kissed, the first time he felt their bare bodies touch, the first
time he blew his load into Vince's eager mouth.

"So?"

"What?" Kevin looked up at Vince who was standing in front of him, holding
his guitar.

"Have you picked any songs yet?"

"Why do you want me to pick songs for your set?"

"Cause it's a special set," Vince winked.

"What makes it so special?"

"Cause, my inquisitive friend, it's gonna be my last," Vince put his guitar
down to grab one of his coffees.

"Last?"

Vince took a sip, "Yeah. I'm quitting."

"Quitting? Why? You love performing."

"I do, but the money I get from my gigs isn't enough. I am living alone now
and this place ain't cheap, plus I got school fees to pay and stuff not to
mention the gas I need for the truck-"

"Okay, I get the point but that sucks," Kevin frowned. "So when's your last
set?"

"I told Joe I wanted to give my last performance tomorrow but the big guy
pleaded with me to stay until Friday next week until he finds a good
replacement act. This is New York, there's a bunch of great musicians out
here."

"Yeah, but none of 'em are like you."

"Awww, you gonna miss me?" Vince raised an eyebrow as he grinned.

"Not one bit," Kevin laughed.

Vince put his coffee down and picked up his guitar again. He sat down
beside his best bud. "What song do you want me to play?"

Kevin looked up the ceiling and tried thinking of a tune. "I don't know,
anything you play always sounds good."

"Don't give me that shite you wanker!" Vince stretched his arm to swat
Kevin who quickly moved back and started giggling.

"What? I thought you liked compliments."

"I'm serious here."

"Yeah, well so am I."

"You're no help," Vince just smiled and closed his eyes, trying to think of
a good song. "I got it."

Vince's fingers started strumming the metal strings gently to a tune which
sent goose bumps down Kevin's back.

One night to be confused...

Kevin quickly held Vince's hand and stopped him from strumming. Vince
opened his eyes and looked at his best bud. "What?"

"Don't play that."

"Why? You love that song."

"I know, but I just might kiss you right here and I can't do that."

"Why not?" Vince looked into Kevin's eyes as he leaned over towards him.

Kevin's heart started pacing as he felt Vince's warm lips brush
his. Kevin's mind was a blur; all that he knew was gone. All that mattered
was right there, at that moment. Vince let his guitar slide down to his
side. He held Kevin's head as their tongues touched. Kevin's hands found
their way to Vince's back, pulling Vince against him. Vince started kissing
down Kevin's neck. Kevin gasped, eyes closed tightly. He missed it. He
loved it. He ran his hand through Vince's hair moaning as Vince lightly
nibbled on his neck. Kevin shuddered as he felt the vibrations going up his
leg. Kevin quickly pushed Vince aside to answer his cellphone ringing in
his pocket.

"Hello?"

"Hey stranger. Where are you?"

"Uh, I'm at the dorm," Kevin lied. "Um, I'm thinking of staying in for the
day."

"Good. I'll come and see you there," Xavier was on the other end walking
out of his class.

"No. You can't... I think I caught the bug or somethin'. You might catch
it. I've been in bed the whole day."

"Are you okay? You want me to get you something?"

"No, I'm fine. I just think I need to rest."

Kevin heard Xavier sigh over the phone.

"What's the matter?"

"Well I'm going to Boston tomorrow since my dad arranged a little business
meeting there with some clients. I'll be back by Monday and I was really
hoping to see you today... I guess I'll drop by the library and finish some
stuff before I leave. Take care of yourself... Love you."

"You too," Kevin ended the call.

"Was that Xavier?"

Kevin nodded. "Um, I need to get back. I still have stuff to do for
tomorrow. My schedule's always hectic on Thursdays."

"Kev, wait," Vince stood up and grabbed his friend by the arm before Kevin
reached the door. "Look, what happened here-"

"Don't sweat it. I'll be seeing you buddy," Kevin smiled weakly and patted
his best bud on the shoulder and walked out the door.



Matt was standing by the door to the athletics department, seriously
contemplating whether or not he should join the team. He'd been debating
the prospect for weeks. Half of him wanted to go while the other was
apprehensive. Just as he reached for the doorknob, the door swung open and
a tall guy in baggy shorts and tie-dye shirt appeared. Matt quickly scanned
the guy from head to foot. He had a piercing in his right eye brow. The guy
had dark brown clean cut hair. His eyes were a deep shade of brown and were
staring directly at Matt.

"Can I help you?"

"Uh..." Matt tried to think of an excuse.

The guy was just staring at him by the doorway, waiting for his response.

"Is this the athletics department?"

"Yeah. It says so on top of the door." The guy pointed to the sign which
read Athletics Department.

"Okay. Cool." Matt quickly walked away.

The guy watched as Matt bolted the opposite direction, a bit puzzled at the
odd exchange of words.



Xavier adjusted his cap as he was looking for references through the rows
of library shelves. He couldn't find the book he was looking for. He wasn't
really much into research but he needed to catch up for the weeks he lost
before he transferred. His professor allowed him to do a synthesis of past
theses and researches to make-up for the tests he already missed. If there
was anywhere Xavier wanted to be at that moment, it surely wasn't the
library. It was almost three in the afternoon. He pulled out his cellphone
and started dialling Kevin's number. He stopped midway and thought
otherwise. He put the cellphone back in his pocket, grabbed his stuff and
walked out the building.



Andrew was in the back seat of his limo, drinking a glass of champagne. He
looked out the window and told his driver to stop the car. He went down in
front of an apartment building and buzzed on the intercom. A guy answered
from the other end.

"It's me," Andrew smirked.

A few minutes later, the door opened and Andrew went in. He followed River
up the stairs and into his apartment. Andrew took off his scarf and tossed
it aside on the couch. He looked around the place. It was cozy, just as he
remembered. He checked the couch for dust and sat down. River was busy
making coffee and came out with a full mug and handed it to Andrew.

"No thank you."

River put the mug down on his desk. He leaned back, removed his glasses and
started cleaning them as he stared at Andrew. "So you're done seeing the
world?"

"Not yet," Andrew put his feet on River's coffee table. "So you're an
associate professor now, nice change."

"It's not the best job in the world, but it pays the rent. Plus I have good
benefits."

Andrew looked around the room and saw a lot of papers cluttered all
around. "A little disorganized now, I'm impressed."

"Things change Andy."

"I hope they haven't," Andrew smirked as he raised an eyebrow towards
River.

River laughed. "Tell me, how are you on your conquests Mr. Gallagher? Still
very active I presume."

A long smirk appeared on Andrew's face. "You should know firsthand."

Andrew leaned across the table and pulled River in for a kiss. The young
professor felt his tongue being sucked into the young man's mouth. Their
lips began mashing into one another furiously as Andrew held River by the
collar. River felt the warmth of Andrew's mouth as he felt his cock slowly
growing in his pants, pushing against the tight fabric. Without breaking
the kiss, River straddled Andrew's outstretched legs and pushed him back on
the on the couch. Andrew started kissing down his neck, licking his skin as
he undid the first button of his polo. He could feel the warm tongue
dancing down his neck, licking his bare flesh. River moved his hand to the
back of Andrew's head as the other ran down his back. He could feel the
cold air hit his chest as Andrew unbuttoned his shirt all the way and
pulled the fabric off his body. Andrew gave his nipples a tongue bath,
paying attention to each one carefully. River closed his eyes and pushed
his groin against Andrew's abdomen. Andrew playfully bit his right nipple
and released it from his mouth.

River gazed into Andrew's eyes. They were filled with that recognizable
mischief. Together with that unmistakable grin, he knew Andrew wanted him
right then and there. Andrew pushed River off him and unzipped the fly of
his pants. He took his stiff rod out of his underwear and slowly stroked
it. River eyed the massive tool in front of him as he licked his lips.

"Do you want it?" Andrew smirked, his eyes focused on the sex-craved
professor standing in front of him.

River nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

River got on his knees and started licking down the side of Andrew's
tool. Andrew's lips twitched as he felt River's warm tongue sliding up his
shaft and lapping up the head. He massaged River's head as it bobbed up and
down his tool. "Suck that. Harder."

River thrust his head down, gripping Andrew's cock tighter with his
lips. Andrew moaned as he felt his whole length sinking into River's
throat. He squirmed a bit on the couch as the young professor's hand gently
squeezed his balls in his hand. "You love my cock, don't you?"

River went up for air and nodded. Andrew smirked again. "You want it up
your ass?"

River smiled and nodded again.

"Then let me have it."

River stood up and unbuckled his belt. He just got from the university and
he was still wearing his slacks. He pulled it down slowly, teasing the
young man sitting on the couch. He stepped out of his shoes and pulled down
his tight black underwear. Andrew's smirk became wider as he sheathed his
thick cock. He reached out for the stiff tool in front of him. He gave it a
few quick tugs which made River moan. "Bend over."

The young professor obeyed and propped his hands on the table and stuck his
ass in the air. "You like it rough?"

Andrew stood up and slapped River's ass. He aimed his rigid cock into the
waiting hole. He grabbed the professor by the hips and quickly thrust his
entire length into him. River groaned as he felt the full force of the
intrusion. Andrew pulled out half-way and rammed his cock in the tight
hole. He did this repeatedly until they got into a good rhythm. River was
moaning loudly as Andrew fucked him from behind. "You're still fucking
tight. You've been a good boy while I was away, haven't you?"

River couldn't answer as he was too consumed by the pleasure Andrew's
pounding was giving him. Andrew kept fucking him from behind. River gripped
the wooden table top with both hands as he started cumming all over the
surface. River's orgasm made his ass clench tighter on Andrew's cock which
made him go over the edge. Andrew pulled out of the tight hole and pulled
on River's hair from behind.

"Eat my cum."

Andrew pulled off the rubber as River quickly turned around. He sat his
bare ass on the cum-covered table and engulfed the entire length into his
mouth. It didn't take long as Andrew started spewing shot after shot of hot
cum into the young professor's mouth. River jerked Andrew off trying to
squeeze every ounce of cum from his tool. Andrew took hold of his own
member and started slapping it across River's face covering every inch of
it with what was left of his seed. Andrew smirked as he put his spent cock
into his pants and zipped up. He looked at the young professor soaked in
his cum, sitting naked on table.

"Too bad I didn't bring my camera. This would've been a keeper."

River rubbed his jaw and scooped up the cum from his face.

"It was nice seeing you again River. I mean, professor. Take good care of
my sister now."

"Don't worry. Ally's in good hands."

"I know," Andrew wrapped his scarf around his neck and walked out the door.



Deb was flipping through the pages of Irvine Welsh' Porno behind the
counter. Vince was humming the tune to Here Comes the Sun as he moved
through the shelves of books.

"Do ya have anything new today?"

"Nope," Deb said as she flipped the page, not breaking eye contact with
Mr. Welsh' literary obscenity.

Vince walked up to the counter and hoisted himself up for a seat.

"Get off!" Deb tried swatting Vince off the counter with her book.

"Why?" Vince teased as a customer walked inside the old bookstore.

Vince recognized the short red hair as Xavier started perusing through some
of the titles on the shelves. After a few minutes, Xavier walked to the
counter and saw Vince happily swinging his legs back and forth as he sat on
top of it.

Xavier nodded to him before looking at Deb. "Do you have any business books
here?"

Without breaking her concentration from her book, Deb pointed to the aisles
at the back of the store. "Business is over there."

Xavier eyed Vince who was trying his best not to make eye contact of any
kind. "How about philosophy books?"

Deb put down her book and stared at Xavier looking a bit bored, "What're
you into? Nietzsche, Feuerbach, Socrates, Marx, Buddha?"

"I'm not really sure. It's for a friend of mine."

"Kevin?" Vince found himself butting in.

"Yeah."

"Try Sartre, he loves that shit. I think it's over the third aisle."

"Thanks," Xavier looked at Vince coldly.

"Don't mention it," Vince forced a grin.

Xavier walked off to the direction that Vince pointed him. Deb pinched
Vince's side which made him yelp and get off the counter. "Watch it, will
ya? I'm ticklish there."

Deb rolled her eyes, "A friend of yours?"

"Not technically."

"Hmmm..." Deb started thinking as Xavier returned with a philosophy book.

"How much?"

"That'll be $40."

Xavier pulled out his wallet and grabbed a hundred dollar bill. Deb punched
the code on the register and gave Xavier his change. Vince nodded to Xavier
as he walked out the store.

"Spill," Deb turned to Vince. "And don't give me that Vince is mysterious
shit. I don't buy that."

"If it wasn't obvious enough, I think the guy hates my guts, mainly because
his boyfriend and I are best buds."

"And by that you mean... you fucked him?" Deb said casually.

"Once. He usually fucked me."

"So what's the matter?"

"You know how boyfriends get all protective and shit."

"What's up with you gay guys? All this jealousy turns me off."

"I'm not jealous."

"Well, obviously he is."

"I mean, who wouldn't, it's me."

"Fucker."

"Lesbo. Wait, what are you exactly now?"

"The term's genderless, you bigot."

Vince laughed. "Tell me again what made you turn straight?"

"It's probably the same thing that made you turn gay."

"Touché."

"So, how is Tyler?"

"I dunno."

"Are you still bitter about the whole thing?"

"Do I look bitter?" Vince grinned. "Maybe you should ask that to
yourself. You look like shit."

Vince quickly ran out of the store, laughing, as Deb chased him from behind
the counter.



Kevin was idly lying on his bed, recounting the kiss at Vince's
apartment. He was with Xavier; it was wrong but somehow he felt
otherwise. He loved being with Xavier. The two of them know everything
about each other, except for the little incident earlier with Vince. He
felt a little guilty but there's still something about Vince he just
couldn't wrap his mind around. Vince was a complete enigma to him. Every
time they were together, he just felt at ease and Vince always had this
something that made him melt. Kevin heard a knock on the door and quickly
got up to open it.

"I thought you were sick?"

"Yeah. I think I'm doing better, I still feel kinda dizzy though," Kevin
lied.

Xavier smiled and handed Kevin a paper bag and the book he just bought.

"What're these?"

"I bought you chicken soup. I know it's never gonna be as good as your
mom's but this is the best I can offer right now. Oh, and I remembered you
love Sartre so I bought you something to keep you occupied while I'm gone."

"Thanks, but seriously, I'll be fine," Kevin smiled weakly as he took them
from Xavier. Kevin let Xavier in and closed the door.

Xavier sat down on Kevin's bed and took off his cap. He messed up his red
hair a little bit before putting his cap back on backwards. Kevin put the
soup and book down on his table and sat down beside Xavier.

"I thought you were going to the library?"

"I did but I couldn't study... I was thinking of you."

Kevin blushed and tried to hide his smile. Xavier smiled as well; he still
knew how to push Kevin's buttons.

"Boston huh?"

"Yeah. I've never been there before but my dad really wants me to meet one
of his associates at Harvard. I wanted to ask you to come with me... that
is, if you want to."

"I can't. I still have classes tomorrow."

Xavier frowned and brushed his hand on Kevin's cheek. He gently held Kevin
by the chin and smiled. "It would've been fun. I miss our little road
trips."

"I bet you do," Kevin smiled remembering the many short excursions he and
Xavier went on in high school. Xavier would 'borrow' his dad's car and the
two of them would spend the entire time exploring and enjoying everything
the west coast had to offer, although most of the time they spent exploring
and enjoying was in the backseat.

"Your soup's getting cold."

"Nah. I'll have it later. I'm not that hungry." Kevin said as he lay down
on his bed.

Xavier pulled off his cap and lay down beside him. The two of them just lay
there in silence.

"You're not sick aren't you?"

"Nope."

"You were with Vince?"

"Yeah," Kevin sighed.

Xavier reached out for Kevin's hand and held it. "You don't have to lie to
me. I know you like a book."

"I know."

"So what did you do?"

"Nothing. We just hung out," Kevin lied.

Xavier pulled Kevin towards him. Kevin lay his head on Xavier's
chest. Xavier kept staring at the ceiling holding Kevin.



Matt was pacing in front of the athletics department. He had fifteen
minutes before his next class and he was still contemplating whether or not
he'd join the team. He must've looked stupid walking back and forth but he
really didn't mind the people.

"It's you again."

Matt stopped pacing and saw the same guy who came across the athletics
department the other day. He was now wearing a ragged pair of jeans torn by
the knees, a pair of flip-flops and a loose red shirt. He had his eyebrow,
the one with piercing, raised, as he walked over to the door.

"Are you going to ask if this is the athletics department again?"

"Uh... no," Matt shyly replied.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Hey Matt, are you going to sign up for the team?" Chris walked up to the
two.

"You know this guy?"

"Yeah. He's the swimmer I was talking to you about. Matt this is
Keegan. He's one of my teammates. Keegan, this is Matt."

"Hi," Matt waved timidly.

Keegan gave Matt a suave salute. "So, Matt, I'm assuming you're going to
sign up since you've been stalking the department for two days now."

"Really now? That's great," Chris patted Matt on the back.

"Uh... sure. Where do I sign up?"

"Let's talk to Coach first," Chris opened the door and led Matt in. Keegan
walked in after them.



Andrew casually walked into his sister's room and snooped around. He tapped
the hard wood table and opened the drawers, moving around pieces of
paper. He moved to her bed and turned the pillows over. Andrew frowned as
he plopped down on her bed.

"What are you doing in my room?"

"Nothing."

Ally noticed the open drawers. "You were doing something."

She walked over to the edge of her bed, standing in between her brother's
parted legs. She bent forward and pulled her brother up by the scarf.

"Ow! What the hell's the matter with you?"

"They're asking you to spy on me, aren't they?"

Andrew stood up, removed his scarf and walked past his younger sister
trying not to make eye contact. "I have no idea whatever it is you're
talking about."

"Please," Ally rolled her eyes. "They needed to send you here to check up
on me? I knew it. That's why you wanted me to move here."

"Ally, you're being a tad bit overdramatic," Andrew leaned on the wall.

"Am I? Be honest with me Andy, do you trust me?"

"I do."

"Then if you do, you'll let me go back to the dorm."

"But you don't have a roommate. Jessica bailed on you, remember?"

Ally looked at her brother suspiciously. "Oh my god, what did you do?"

Andrew casually shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't do anything. She wanted
to go."

"Right now, I really don't believe you. Jess was right, you didn't change
one bit."

Andrew raised an eyebrow, "How about you?"

"I'm not taking this from you. Get out!"

"Fine," Andrew smirked as he walked out the room.



"I'll see you on Monday then. Bye," Kevin put his cellphone back in his
pocket when he felt a hand sliding up his shoulder which made him
jump. "What the fuck?"

Vince was laughing like crazy as Kevin tried to calm his nerves. "Why the
hell do you keep on doing that?"

"Because it's fun," Vince winked. "So... Xavier's out of town. You're done
for the day what do `ya say to a movie?"

"I'm low on cash."

"I meant at my place. I'll order pizza."

"What? No Matty?"

"I called him up. He says he's got practice or somethin'"

"Practice? For what?"

"I'm not really sure," Vince scratched his head and furrowed his brows.

"How `bout your other friends?"

"Lewis and Deb are quote unquote working right now and do not want to be
disturbed. So that leaves you and me buddy," Vince grinned.

"Okay. But I like pepperoni mushroom."

"Done."



Two hours later, an empty box of pizza and a couple of cans of beer, only
one for Kevin, the two were already sitting back on Vince's couch as Reese
Witherspoon was driving away into sunset to the tune of Bittersweet
Symphony.

"I love this movie."

"Yeah. I heard you say it every five minutes," Kevin laughed.

Vince stood up to take another can of beer. Kevin stared at the TV as the
credits continued rolling. "Do you want me to turn this off?"

"No. Let it play. I'm waiting for a song."

"What song?"

Vince plopped back down beside Kevin and opened the beer. "Listen."

A string section slowly played quickly picking up the beat then smoothly
fades out.

I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind

Vince took a chug of his beer as he watched Kevin listen carefully to the
lyrics.

I've got to think so selfishly, cause you're the face inside of me.

"I don't get it." Kevin looked at Vince who quickly put down his beer and
just smiled at him.

I've been biding my days, you see, evidently it pays.  I've been a friend
with unbiased views, and then secretly lust after you.

Kevin's heart started beating faster with those lyrics. He stared Vince in
the eye. "Look, Vince, I-"

"You wouldn't be here if you really want to be with him. You would've told
me to fuck off the last time but you didn't."

Kevin was quiet for a while. Vince was right. He wanted to be there. He
wanted to be with him. Their lips touched once more, very gently. Kevin
slowly tilted his head to give more access into his mouth. Vince put a hand
behind Kevin's head and pulled Kevin closer. Kevin felt Vince's tongue
brush past against his lips. They were both lost in the kiss.

So now you feel lusty, you're hot and confused.

Vince moved his hands and cupped Kevin's face in between them. He slowly
pulled away and looked at Kevin who still had his eyes closed. Kevin opened
his eyes as he felt Vince lightly tug his shirt over his head and threw it
aside. He felt Vince's warm lips press against the side of his neck. He
gently lay down on the couch, his elbows still propping him up. Vince's
weight was on him as he continued nibbling the side of his neck. He felt
Vince's tongue tracing the line of his collar. Kevin moaned as he felt one
of Vince's hands fondling the bulge in his pants. Vince sat up and took his
own shirt off. Kevin took everything in. He missed seeing Vince's
naked. Kevin sat up and helped Vince take off his pants.

You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here
with me, secretly.

Kevin was lying on his side on Vince's bed. Vince's hand caressed Kevin's
chest as he kissed his nape. Kevin could feel the hard rod pressing against
his crack. Vince's hand rubbed down Kevin's abs, gently took hold of
Kevin's hard tool and slowly begun stroking him as he nibbled on the side
of Kevin's neck.

"Fuck me," Kevin moaned.

"Are you sure?"

Kevin nodded, his eyes still closed as felt the heat of their two bodies.
Vince pushed the head of his lubed cock into Kevin's hole. Kevin's face was
a mix of pain and pleasure as he felt Vince slowly sliding inside of him.
Everything felt so new. It was if it was his first time. He felt Vince's
cock hit his spot as he moaned loudly. Vince stopped once he got his full
length inside. He lightly pinched on of Kevin's nipples as he kissed the
side of Kevin's neck. Kevin felt Vince's tongue massaging his skin as he
slowly pulled out halfway. Vince then pushed back sending another wave of
pleasure through Kevin's naked body. Their bodies were covered in sweat as
Vince started his slow assault. Their bodies moved in unison. Vince pushed
in as Kevin arched back, sending Vince's cock deeper inside of him.

Kevin leaned his head back. Vince moved one of his hands and slid them up
the front of Kevin's neck, pulling him gently as he went in for a kiss.
Kevin turned his head slightly as their lips met. Both of them, with eyes
closed, were in complete bliss, kissing passionately. Kevin's hands were
busy tugging his own balls and jerking himself slowly. Vince's hand
replaced his own as his buddy started jerking him off covering his hand
with generous amounts of his own precum. Kevin was getting close. He wanted
it to last so he gently pulled away leaving Vince's cock to pop out from
his hole.

Kevin straddled Vince in between his legs. Kevin's ass propped directly on
Vince's aching tool. Kevin leaned forward and planted a long passionate
kiss on Vince's lips. Vince's grasped the back of Kevin's head and returned
the kiss. He felt Kevin's tight cheeks rubbing against his hard wood. Kevin
pulled himself up and slowly impaled himself on Vince's cock.

Vince's moaned a long moan as he felt his entire length being sucked into
Kevin's tight hole. Kevin, himself, closed his eyes as he felt the pleasure
from having Vince slide inside of him. Both of them looked at each other
fervently as Kevin started bouncing up and down his buddy's shaft. Kevin
dug his fingers into Vince's chest. Vince met Kevin's pushes with his
thrusts upwards. Both of them kept moaning as they felt the nearing climax.

Kevin opened his eyes when he felt Vince jerking him off as he fucked
him. He couldn't take it any longer. He exploded in Vince's hand shooting
jet after jet of cum onto his partner. A good amount of cum shot over
Vince's head some landed on his hair, his face, his open mouth while most
of it covered Vince's chest and torso. Vince quickened his pace. His bed
creaked with each swift thrust. He was close, really close but Kevin had
other plans. He quickly got off Vince and pulled off the rubber. Vince felt
Kevin's mouth engulf his tool as he completely lost it. He shot load after
load of his cum into Kevin's mouth.

Kevin pulled off as Vince's continued shooting. Kevin continued jerking
Vince's erupting cock as he shared a long cum-filled kiss with his best
bud. Kevin's hand was covered with a web of Vince's cum. He slid it up
Vince's body, smearing it on his skin as they continued kissing. Kevin's
own cock was getting hard and Vince felt it. He quickly grabbed it, sending
Kevin moaning.

Vince broke the kiss as Kevin lay on his back. Vince quickly went to work
on Kevin's hard tool and bobbed his head up and down the shaft. Kevin
grabbed hold of Vince's cock. Vince winced a bit at his tool's sensitivity
but it didn't matter at the moment, he wanted Kevin to cum. Kevin licked
off the remaining cum on Vince's cock, savoring his taste. He quickly
pulled off and gasped as he felt himself burst into Vince's hot mouth.
Vince's wrapped his lips tightly around Kevin's cock, making sure to get
everything down. He softly pulled off and shared one more passionate kiss
with Kevin.

Kevin's phone was vibrating on the couch as both Kevin and Vince were still
engrossed in their kiss. It was Xavier calling.

You had to do someone else,
you should've been by yourself,
instead of here with me,
secretly.

Secretly.



AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay, so that's chapter 5. First off, I just want to give a huge thank you
to all the people who wrote me during my very long absence. Obviously, I'm
still very much alive. Lol! A lot of crazy things happened the past month
and I'm just happy to be back to writing. Thanks to Jian, David A, and Will
for helping me out with this chapter. Your inputs have helped a lot.

I've gotten a lot of negative feedback as well before and during the break
and hopefully I get to read from you guys soon so I know if there's any
improvement in my writing. I'll take any constructive criticism I get. I
particularly love getting negative feedback since it shows I still have a
lot of room to grow I just hope you guys update me whether or not I am
growing as writer.

If you have any comments/suggestions/violent reactions please, please
e-mail them to zenlikewriter@yahoo.com Hopefully I can get the next chapter
up by next week... but you know what they say about promises. lol!

Cheers!
-gabe