Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2005 16:09:55 +0000 From: Steve Thomas <stevethomas535@hotmail.com> Subject: Jamey is gay, Ch. 14 This is a work of pure fiction, but based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. Come to think of it -- it might not be very pure either! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - - ENJOY! Cast of Characters: James Thomas Arthur (Jamey) Harold Brian Arthur -- Jamey's Brother (Habby) Harold Garfield Arthur -- Jamey's dad William Pitts -- Roommate (Will) Ronny -- Will's best friend. George Wiggins Darrel -- George's roommate Dr. Steve Jordan -- Doctor Grant (Buddy) Windward -- Waiter at Holdren's John -- Neighbor across the hall. Jerry -- John's roomie From Chapter 13: "Now you can use my tooth brush!" I said laughing. He looked at me in surprise, then grinned again and took my tooth brush from me. We were both in our underwear as we hopped under the covers. I slid as far to the edge of the bed as I could. He slid over next to me and kissed me again. "You are one cool Dude!" he said. "Night!" He then turned and backed into me. I put my one arm under his neck and wrapped the other around his chest and pulled him in closer. I kissed his neck. We both sighed deeply and went to sleep. Chapter 14 Dad looked in before he went to bed. By that time, Buddy and I were separated on the bed. He remained asleep. I climbed out and followed Dad out the door. "Looks like you got more action than I did tonight!" He said chuckling. "What?!" I said defensively. "We didn't - " "Whatever you did, it was more than I did. I was actually hoping that those women would improve in looks as I drank more! I just couldn't justify drinking myself into oblivion -- just to satisfy my hormones! The best action I got was before I left here earlier -- with you and Habby!" He smiled. "When did Grant come back?" He asked. "I went to his house. Sort of snooping, I guess. But it worked out well." "Good. He seems like a nice kid." "He's 22!" I said. "Still a kid to me!" "So you went to a club tonight -- with women? I was afraid that you would go back to that gay bar." "Afraid? Well, I haven't altogether abandoned that idea. What would you be afraid of?" "I dunno. I guess it just kinda creeps me out that my dad could do that." "Do what?" He said. I knew he was baiting me! "Get anything on with a guy." "That's pretty narrow minded of you -- considering - " "I know -- considering I'm gay!" I said, chagrinned. "I was going to say, considering how well I have accepted your situation." Even more chagrinned, I answered, "Yeah, I know. I'm just telling you how I feel. I guess it just creeps me out to think of my dad getting it on with another old geezer." "OLD GEEZER!!?? Is THAT what you think of me? Oh my God!" "I didn't mean that, Dad! I can't seem to keep my foot out of my mouth tonight! I just -- I mean -- any two old -- scratch that! A mental picture of any two older guys -- ahem -- doing it -- doesn't do it for me!" "Who said anything about two older guys?" He said. "What?" I was confused. "When you were with me -- you had found a rather elderly guy in the bathroom that you looked like you were attracted to -- and -- if you remember, a young sexy kid was wooing me!" "Oh!" I said, flabbergasted. "I did forget that!" "So -- son -- it's not always about age. Didn't you say you were somewhat attracted to that Dr. Jordan?" "Yeah, but that's diff - " "Yeah!" he laughed. "That's different. That's about you! Anyway, I haven't made up my mind. I am just a little curious -- that's all. Well, its time to hit the sack, Son. And you might want to think a little about your own preconceived ideas of right and wrong." He smiled. "G'night!" he said and he gave me another warm, close hug. "Oh yeah!" I heard, as I entered my room. "Oh YESS!" Said Buddy. Oh yeah, any time, Jamey -- any time!" "What?" I said, before I realized that he was dreaming. I debated whether or not to get back into bed with him. It could spoil a good dream. "Oh! Hi!" He said, opening his eyes in the darkness. "Man, I was having a dream -- and you were in it!" "Hope it was a good one!" I said. "I said you were in it! How could it be anything BUT good!" "Sorry I woke you up, then!" "It's okay." He said. "I really loved going to sleep that way - - earlier!" "Me too! I guess we were both pretty tired." I said, still standing in front of the bed. "Well, get in then!" He said. "I have to warn you -- I've got some wood going!" I walked back to the door and locked it. I then climbed in next to him and took another chance. I kissed him deeply. Well, I couldn't have kissed him deeply if he didn't want it too! "How did you know?" He asked. "How did I know what?" "How did you know that's exactly what I was dreaming about?" He said. "You just fulfilled my dream!" "It was?" I answered. "I mean -- I did? Man! I am afraid my dreams are a little more erotic than that." "I think I like your dreams better than mine!" He laughed. I'd like to fulfill yours too -- if I knew how!" "I'm not sure what I would dream, Buddy, but I know that it would be something more than kissing. Don't get me wrong! I loved it!" "So, what I'm hearing is that you don't know what you would have dreamed." "That's about it. But maybe we can make it up as we go!" I said. "Er -- don't we need some kind of protection? A condom maybe?" "Hmmm! Maybe your dreams ARE more exciting than mine. I wasn't thinking of anything that required a condom.." "Oh! Okay! Whew!" "What?" I asked. "Actually I was getting kinda scared. I felt like I was digging a hole I might not be able to get out of." "Okay. Good." I said. "Cause I was feeling the same. Lets start over and see where it takes us." I again rolled in to him and kissed him deeply. My hand went directly to his firm pecs and then quickly down his abs to the band on his underwear. "Oh my gosh!" he said. "That feels so -- oh wow!" He said as I slipped my finger under the waistband and ran my finger from side to side just under it. His pelvis started to thrust upward -- I think on its own. I peeled back the waistband and lowered his boxers to his knees. He let out an explosive gasp as I gently touched the inside of his thigh on the way down. He kissed me again and grabbed for my tighty-whities. But my dick was already poking out from under the waistband -- about an inch. When he came in contact with it, he froze. He took a deep breath and kissed me again as his finger did an exploratory swipe around the head. It was my turn to gasp. I brought my hand up and cupped his balls. Being in his boxers, and not crammed up against his body, they were tight and pulled up to his body. He quickly -- albeit kind of clumsily -- pulled my briefs down. Then he grabbed my balls. My sack was soft and hanging low, and he gently fingered each testicle. I did the same and we moaned together. Our eyes were used to the darkness and I could see him darkly but clearly. His eyes were fluttering. I kissed each eye and he shuddered again. "You've never done any of this, have you?" I said. "I hope that's okay." He said. I kissed him again and then moved my lips down to his nipples. He moaned and wiggled a little as I tongued and teased them with my teeth. I could see his head shaking from side to side. I licked at the hair that crept down to his navel. I hoped he didn't have any lint in his navel as I sucked at it. "Oh my God!" he said. I kissed my way down his light treasure trail to it's pot of gold. There was a gob of precum that sparkled on the top of it. I licked it off. He squealed his surprise. I then took the head in my mouth, and sucked and licked it. Buddy could do nothing more than moan and gasp, and say, "Omigod, Jamey! OMIGOD!" I bobbed a very few times. He was begging me for mercy. "Jamey, I don't think I can -- I mean -- I think -- I'm -- oh -- oh -- ooooooohhhhhh! He said as he shot ribbons if his elixir on to my face and his chest and tummy. When he was done, he looked at me and started to laugh. I then started to laugh too. I could only imagine what my jizz dotted face looked like! He was breathing pretty hard, but when the breathing slowed down, he started to do as I had done to him. I stopped him. "Not now, Buddy." "Not now!!?? But you earned it!" "That's not how it works -- always. Just relax -- go to sleep if you feel like it -- you should! What I did to you should put you right to sleep!" I climbed up his chest until I was lying on top of him my hard dick trying in vain to have a duel with his softee. I slipped to the side and we embraced until he was again asleep. There was a knock at the door. "You guys want some breakfast, you better come in the next ten minutes! Dad hollered. "Oh noooo!" He cried. "You never got to - " "It's okay, Dude!" I said. "It really is. It was good for me! And -- you can get me another time. Let's not keep my dad and brother waiting." "You guys sleep well?" My dad said -- smiling a little too much. "Ohhh yeah!" Said Buddy with a grin, then caught himself -- too late - looked at me kind of panicky. Oops! Habby giggled. Buddy and I both turned red. "Good!" Dad said as if we just had told him the weather would be fine today. "Then you'll be hungry for these eggs and bacon. Sex always makes me hungry!" And he laughed as if it was a joke. Well -- it WAS a joke, but - "Dad!" I cried. "I feel like crawling in a hole!" "- and pulling Buddy in with you!" Dad said laughing harder. His laughter turned into a hollow echo. I was never so embarrassed in my life. Then I saw why he was being such a smart ass. Both Buddy and I were sitting at the table stark naked. How could BOTH we have been so - - "Jamey! Did you hear me? Are you guys awake?" My eyes popped open. Buddy was lying there looking at me, smiling. "Morning." He said. "We'll be right there, dad!" I hollered. "No hurry. Habby isn't awake yet either. Whenever you boys are ready. I'll make Sunday Waffles and eggs." "We can be out there as soon as you need us, Dad." I said. I was still in a sweat from my dream! But the dream seemed so real! So I asked Buddy, "Um -- I just had a very real, and kind of -- well -- scary dream. Did we -- um -- do anything last night?" "Er -- well -- well, you -- I mean - <SIGH!> you satisfied me!. But I didn't -- wait! It was scary to you?" "Um -- not anything we did. Okay, so at least it was not ALL a dream! But I dreamt that we got up and my dad fixed breakfast. Then he started to tease us about being gay. Not ridicule, but tease. Then I looked down and I was naked. And so were you! Habby was there and everything!" "Oh -- that was kinda freaky." "Just kinda freaky?" I said. "It wasn't my dream." "I guess." I said, as I watched him climb out of bed and put his boxers on. "Nice!" "What?" He said. "Nice ass!" I reiterated. "Heh. Thanks. Ditto!" He said. I was still covered up. "How do you know?" I teased. "I could feel it last night." "You're crazy!" I said. "It's skinny and bony!" "Maybe I like skinny and bony! Besides it's also smooth and soft -- and I bet - - pink!" He said and he stood with folded arms, waiting for me to crawl out. "Hey, I'm not a flasher!" "You watched me!" He said grinning. "Yeah, but - - I wasn't standing there waiting for you to perform!" "C'mon! Fair is fair!" He cried, laughing. But he didn't wait. He dove for the covers and pulled them off me, then jumped on top of me. As embarrassed as I was, my soldier was not the least humble. He was proud and standing tall, and hard. I turned over on my stomach. Buddy then jumped on me and pinned me, then started to hump my backside. His soldier was at attention too, and came charging out of the slit in his boxers! We were giggling like a couple of little boys. I struggled enough to turn over and almost got free, but he pinned me again, but this time I was facing him. His Soldier was sparring with mine for a moment before his lips came down hard on mine. Then he backed both lips and soldier off slightly and we kissed more passionately that we had before. I almost came on the spot -- but I didn't! Then he fell on me fully and said, "Omigod, I love - - ed doing that. You are sooo hot!" "So -- does that mean you want some more?" "Duh!" He answered. "So shall we make it a date?" "Wo wo wo!" He said. "No one said anything about a date! Just like last night. No date -- just some fun stuff!" "Okay." I said. Part of me was disappointed. But I could understand why he wouldn't want to mess with a sophomore. "Friends!" I said. We then got up and got dressed and just before we left my room, he said, "I was right!" "About?" "You do have a sweet, pink ass!" And he pecked me on the cheek -- one of the ones on my face! WE came into the kitchen just as Dad was adding the whipped egg whites to the waffle mixture. "G'morning!" Dad said. "G'morning sir." Said Buddy. "Morning Dad." I said. "So -- I hope your bedroom looks as good as you two do! Sounded like there was a cyclone in it earlier." I had to wonder if I was dreaming again, but I looked down and both of us were fully clothed, so I guessed it was real. "We were just wrestling a little." "I'm sure you were!" said Habby. "He pinned me -- twice!" "That shouldn't have been too hard!" Habby said. "With YOUR skinny little ass!" "And smooth and soft and bony and - - pink!" Said Buddy laughing. "And incidentally, little Habby," added Buddy, "He's still got more ass than you have!" Well, Buddy seems to have fit in well in our kitchen! I liked that! I of course offered to take Buddy back to Santa Barbara with me. We were not too talkative on the way back, and I didn't know what that meant. We weren't together, but -- I was a little disappointed. John seemed very happy to see me. He was cautiously quiet the first morning I saw him. We came out of our rooms at the same time. "Hi." He said almost meekly. "Was your weekend nice? How was the -- Saturday's funeral?" "It was fine. Much better than Will's" "How - - are you?" He said, emphasizing the "you". "Me? Oh I'm much better! Seth helped me a lot with the reality of my situation. How was your weekend?" "It was quiet. I thought about you a lot." He said. That hurt. There goes that guilt again. I had not thought about him at all. We went to our separate classes. I didn't hear anything from Buddy until Tuesday. After my first morning class, we met in a classroom hallway, by chance. "Hey!" Said Buddy.. "Hey!" I reiterated. "How about tonight?" "Tonight? For what?" "You know -- another of our non-dates." "Oh!" I said nervously. "You don't have a roommate yet - - do you?" "N-no." I stammered. "Have you changed your mind?" "NO! I mean -- no -- not at all." "Good. I told my roommate I was studying with a friend and may not be back tonight." He said. A shot of electricity sped through me, ending up in my crotch! "So -- what, about 7:30 okay?" He added. "Oh -- oh! Yeah! But - " "Yeah?" "Maybe we could have dinner first." "That'd be awfully like a date!" he said with a fake frown. "Would that be so bad?" I asked. "We don't have to CALL it a date. Anyway -- we aren't exactly going steady yet." "Yet?" He said sarcastically. I was getting very uncomfortable. "I mean -- what if we did call it a date? We aren't going together -- or anything." "Right! Well, call it what you like." He said. "I call it a couple friends getting together to study. What we study is our business! Hey gotta go! See you tonight -- what -- for dinner? 6-ish? What're we having? Oh never mind that's rude! Whatever you fix will be fine, I'm sure." He took off around the corner. HE was so much more -- um -- well, not shy -- like at home. It was as if the university brought him out of his shell. After my last class, at 3:00, I went straight home. John was waiting in the common room and followed me up to my room. My arms were full of books, so he took my key and opened the door for me -- and followed me in. "Thanks!" I said. "No problem." He said. "I've thought about you a lot over the weekend." He said -- again. "Oh? Well, I'm fine. I really do appreciate your concern." "Well, there was that too, but I just could not keep from thinking how I loved -- um -- being with you -- over night." "OHHhhhhh!" I said. "Really?" "I'm afraid I don't quite know what to do with these feelings, Jamey." He closed the door and sat down. He frowned. "I was so sure I knew who I was, and then you came along and bang! It's like adolescence all over again. I guess I always knew I was kind of fascinated with guys, but - " He talked steadily about his weekend and how confused he was, and how he couldn't wait to talk to me again -- or maybe more than talk. Before I knew it, it was almost "6-ish" and there was a knock at the door. It wasn't locked, so Buddy strode in, leaving John behind the door. By the time he shut it, his back was to John. He planted a kiss on my mouth. "Hmm! Doesn't smell much like dinner in here." He joked, still in his university persona. Then he heard something behind him. He turned and John was still sitting in the same place as before, his mouth dropped open. "Oh! Sorry! I didn't realize you had company! Hi! I'm Grant." "Hi. I'm John." They shook hands. "Sorry, Jamey. I guess I just went on and on, not realizing you have a life. Hey, See you later." John said, and he looked indecisive for a moment, then almost stumbled into my arms for a hug, and he too kissed me on the lips and quickly left and closed the door behind him. "That was interesting." Said Buddy. "You never mentioned John to me." I couldn't quite read his tone -- or maybe I was hoping it wasn't as negative as it sounded. "John's in the room across the hall." I said lamely. "Oh. Well, you two seem to get along well. I guess I'm just -- er -- um -- well, maybe surprised a little. I guess -- um - <AHEM> well, you just didn't mention him, I guess is all." I was more than a little confused. Oh, I could see what was happening, but I was under the impression that we weren't a couple and so I said, "Hmph. I wasn't trying to keep anything from you. Well, did I mention Steve? He's another friend that I am pretty -- um -- fond of." "Oh." Said Buddy. He was quickly moving away from the "man about campus" persona to the unsure, almost nerdy guy that I met over the weekend. "Hey, weren't you the one who wanted us to keep our friendship -- um -- more like Platonic for now - - as in, `Let's not call it a date -- okay?' Remember that?" "Yeah. Sorry. I just didn't think -- I mean -- I guessed I assumed -- NO! I mean -- Jamey, I don't have the slightest clue how to start a relationship." "You want to start a relationship - - with me?" "NO! I mean yeah, but -- awww shit, I don't even know what I mean! For 3 years I have hung back and been afraid to even talk to someone. Now I don't know what to do." Funny thing is -- I feel the exact same way. But I wasn't gonna tell Buddy -- yet. "Well -- for starters -- why don't we go out for dinner -- I'm buying, since I asked you -- but we don't have to call it a date if you don't want to." "And - - what if I want to?" He said, uncertainly. He looked from eye to eye, with an almost hurt little boy look that I saw once or twice the other night. I'm sure that he hides it from most others. I smiled, and he let go a breath I didn't realize he was holding. "You can call it whatever you want, Bud." I said. "For me, I have called it dating from the other night." He grinned. "But -- that doesn't mean we're together -- you know boyfriends - - right?" He said uncertainly. Again I couldn't read him. I didn't know if he wanted us to be together or not. This time I made an assumption: "Naw! You can date anyone you want. I loved being with you, though, so for tonight let's be a couple -- for the night." "The whole night?" "Are you asking me for a date for the whole night? Or just clarifying what I said?" I asked, holding in the chuckle I felt. "I would like to stay all night -- if you want me too. And -- call it a date!" He said. Then he added, "No strings attached." But he didn't say it very convincingly. He smiled nervously. I was very drawn to his little boy persona that I decided he didn't show to very many -- and maybe only to me. "Where would you like to go for dinner." "Well, I can get a deep discount at Holdren's, but ... I don't want to go there." "Well, even with a deep discount, it might be a little expensive for me anyway." I admitted. "I've only been there that one time with Steve, and that night, he paid." "Steve? I thought you were with -- OOHHH! Now it's coming together! Dr. Jordan IS Steve!" He said hitting his hand on his forehead. "I really feel like an idiot!" "I haven't heard from Steve since then, except I called and thanked him for making things good between me and Will's mom."" "Oh?" He said, suddenly heartened. "So John is my only competitor?" "What competitor? Are we playing games here?" I said. "No, I know what you mean. Actually Steve said he would call me when things settle down. He hasn't called yet. But who expected things to settle down less than a week from the funerals?" "Boy, you really know how to keep a guy tied up in knots, don't you?" Buddy said, finally laughing -- if a bit nervously. "Look, I'm yours for the night. All night! I'm looking forward to `studying' with you after dinner. For tonight, we're a couple. Tomorrow all bets are off. Isn't that what you wanted?" I asked. "Yeah?" He asked rather than stated. "Okay if we go to a salad place? I'm not really in for anything heavy tonight." "That's good for me." He said. We were both silent on the way to the restaurant. We ordered and ate our food, and came back to the dorm room again in relative silence. When we got back, I closed and locked the door, and turned to Buddy and looked him up and down. "You sure do look good -- for a 22 year old!" I laughed. "It's been a long day. Maybe we should hit the shower first -- before - - " I was stumped what to say next. Before what? "Okay!: he said. Who goes first?" "Huh?" I asked. "Who gets the shower first?" "I was hoping we could do it together." I said. "Oh." he said looking confused. "OHHhhh! Okay!" he smiled from ear to ear. "I can't believe this gorgeous senior is less experienced than I am!" I thought. I unbuttoned his shirt, and he did the same for me. I continued to undress him and he followed suit, smiling his delicious smile -- from ear to ear. When we were both naked, he stepped back. "Yup! I really like how your skinny ass looks!" he said, and he stepped up and kissed me. Our soft soldiers quickly came to attention and remained so until we were almost finished in the shower. We each brought the other to a quick head and orgasm at the same time, as we kissed passionately, under the hot shower. We rinsed everything off and stepped out. He grabbed a towel and started to dry his arms. "Wait!" I commanded. I took the towel and dried him off. Then I gave him another dry towel, and he dried me off. We headed back to the bedroom. Her started to put on his pajamas -- which he had in a book bag. I stopped him, took the P.J,.'s and put them back in the bag, and climbed between the sheets. "Turn off the light, please." I said. He did. He walked to the bed. He climbed under the covers and immediately clamped his mouth over my dick. I stopped him. "What?" he cried. "It's your turn!" "Haha! Somehow I got the idea that you really considered this YOUR turn!" "You have no IDEA!" he said. "How much I have looked forward to doing that! And then you stopped me!?" "Okay, I can't believe that I am doing this, but here is a little education for you." He looked puzzled. I continued. "How did you like what I did to you the other night?" "Oh jeez! How can you ask? It was more -- I mean better -- I mean -- I can't explain how good it was!" "Okay. That's your job now. To make it that way for me. You don't just start sucking, because you always wanted to feel a dick in your mouth. You take it easy, and tease me first. Heh, this is like the blind leading the blind! Remember what I did to you?" "Um -- no. I guess I'm blinder than you!" "Okay, and for you handicap, you get more help than I do." "What does that men?" "Watch and this time remember!" I laughed. I kissed him deeply on the mouth, and then kissed his neck. I licked in his ear and blew on the wetness. He shivered a little and giggled. I then kissed the top of his chest, and when I got to his nipples, I sucked and bit one just a little. His air sucked in. "Oh! You didn't do THAT the other night!" "Sorry." I said. "Did it hurt?" "NO! It sent shivers down me." "Good, I said and I moved to the other side. He braced himself, so I sucked longer on this side, until he relaxed with a rumbling sigh. When he was unaware, I bit the other titty. "Ah! Got me again! Heehee! Where did you learn this? Never mind!" "Actually I'm making it up as I go." I said as I sucked in his small patch of chest hair and pulled on it with my teeth, then licked my way down to his navel. I swirled my tongue around and into it for the second time. He giggled again, and hugged my head. I then sucked on his light treasure trail until I was hovering near his soldiers head. I licked it and then blew on it. He shrieked and then shivered again. "Omigod, you're driving me nuts!" he said. "I'll get to them soon enough!" I giggled. "Taking notes?" I asked. "Ohhhhhh yeahhhhh!" he said low as I massaged his nuts with one hand and squeezed his butt with the other. "I hope I can remember all -- Oh! Oh! Jamey!" He hollered. I had licked my finger and massaged his anal sphincter with it. As I did this, I grabbed his dick and squeezed it, and he let out another gasp. "It's called the element of surprise." I said, as I poked my finger into his ass. His sphincter tried to strangle my finger. "Don't!" He said. I withdrew my finger. "I mean -- it -- it -- it felt -- good -- too good! But -- I'm not ready for that -- not yet!" I didn't say anything, but again massaged his ball sack and then licked the corona of the head. He whimpered a little, and again started his slight involuntary thrusting. I enclosed his dick in my mouth. He let out a cry. I started to bob with all I had on it. He started a low moan deep in his diaphragm, and then started to breathe fast and hard. "Jamey, I'm gonna -- I'm - " He pulled my head off and shot his juice all over his tummy, chest, both our faces and the bed. His spasms were wild, as he squeezed and squeezed my shoulders with each spasm of delight. I was so happy! I kept stroking his soldier with a passion I didn't know I had. To make another human being experience such ecstasy was a very powerful feeling. Powerfully good, Powerfully sweet! His head was thrashing wildly back and forth on the pillow. It seemed like an eternity before his orgasm stopped. When he did stop, he was completely still except for his deep, gasping breathing and his heart's wild thumping in his chest. I lay my head on his cum soaked chest and listened. He again hugged my head, and massaged my scalp. "OMIGOD! That's like a powerful sleeping pill! I'm so - - NO! I CAN'T go to sleep1 I need to do you now." "No you don't!" I said. "Later -- maybe in the morning -- maybe it would be great to wake up to that." "Omigod I love you!" He said. I knew that was his hormones talking, so I didn't really take it to heart. In the morning, he woke up early -- I think. He said he slept like a baby. He rolled over on top of me and kissed me. "Wait!" I said. "You ALWAYS say that. This time it's - " "No, Buddy. I mean we need to brush our teeth." "Oh! Yeah! Okay." We both got up and went to the bathroom. I was first in and my hair was standing on end. I laughed until I saw his plastered and matted all over his head. I started to pee. He came up next to me and started also. Then he kissed me. Was afraid that I would miss the toilet, but when he kissed me all of a sudden it didn't matter. That was such a rush -- kissing and peeing! We both ended up pissing all over the wall. We cleaned it up, giggling like a couple 10 year olds! "Okay, it's plenty early. Back to bed." "Teeth first!" I said. "Oh yeah. My breath must be worse than yours! I didn't notice yours!" We brushed and went back to bed. It was 5:30, but I was wide awake. He tried to remember everything I did. He didn't finger my hole, though. But what he did remember brought me slowly and agonizingly -- deliciously agonizingly -- to an orgasm as wild as his own. When it was time for me to blow, I let him know, but didn't remove myself from his mouth as he had done. When we were finished, he kept sucking on my soft, spent soldier. It felt good and I fell asleep in about two minutes. The last thing I heard was "I love you, Jamey." I woke up when the radio clicked on. The last thing I remembered was what he said last. Wasn't I supposed to say that to him, after he pleasured me as I had never been pleasured before? I felt bad. I wondered how he felt about me now. "Um -- how was it -- I mean -- I never swallowed cum before, Buddy." "I have -- my own. It's not bad." "It sure felt good!" I said. "I loved your sucking on my softee." "I hoped you would." He said. "Buddy -- um -- you told me twice -- that you loved me." "So? I do!" He said. He saw the alarm on my face. "Don't you love me? I don't think I could do that with someone I don't love. I don't think I will! I'll do it with other guys, I'm sure, but not if I don't love them." "Okay, so your talking like - - good friend love?" I said. "Of course! What did you think? OOOHHHhhh! You thought -- Ok -- sorry. Sorry if you thought I meant -- I mean - that I LOVE love you." "Okay. So ... Buddy?" "Yeah?" "I love you too." "I know!" He smiled. He had an earlier class than mine, so he left first. I left for my class an hour later. John was sitting on the couch in the common area. Hi!" I said. He looked up with very tired eyes. "Hi." "You okay?" "Sort of." "What's wrong?" I said, clearly seeing that he was NOT okay. "I -- um -- I heard you guys last night -- and then again this morning. I had to come down here." His eyes looked terrible. "I guess there's not much chance for me, huh?" His face looked so hurt, but his eyes were dry. I sat down and took his hand in mine. "John - -" I started. Notes: Does someone always have to get hurt to make another happy? Comments are welcome to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks and love, Steve