Date: Thu, 02 Jan 2003 12:00:47 -0500
From: Jeff Allen <jeff_allen15@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Love of a Lifetime" Part 29

This is a fictional story dealing with love and consensual sexual
activities between males.  If you are not of legal age, reside in an area
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Note: I owe a special thanks to Robb for doing the final proofreading and
catching all those silly little errors that I missed.

LOVE OF A LIFETIME


PART 29

     All of us including Larsen were in a crumpled heap in the ditch.
Slowly we picked ourselves up.  We had scrapes and bumps but no serious
injuries.  Jason and I were furious that Brad had forced us off the road.
Mike was the calmest of the three of us, but even he was pretty steamed.

     We started back to the house with the intention of calling the
Sheriff's Office.  By the time we got back to Doc's place, we had calmed
down a little and realized that there wasn't anything the police would be
able to do.  Even if we did report the incident, Brad would just claim it
was an accident.

     We all took showers to clean the dirt and drying blood from the
scrapes off our bodies.  Afterwards, I loaded Mike's bike into the back of
my truck and drove him into town.  I didn't want him on the road alone
right then with Brad still possibly driving around.  Mike didn't argue with
me.

                       **********

     Ron Kestler came out to the house again for dinner, a soak in the hot
tub, and a few beers in mid week.  We told him about Brad running us off
the road.  He agreed with us that the Sheriff's Office probably wouldn't
have been able to do anything about it, but that he would talk with Trooper
McMillan the next time he talked with him.  He also told us that he'd met
someone who he was really interested in getting to know better, and he
thought the other guy was also interested in him.  Jason and I pressed him
for small details like the name of the guy, but Ron was coy about it.  He
said he'd let us know if anything happened.  He did say that he thought the
guy was incredibly hot.  The smart ass was enjoying having Jason and me try
to figure out who the mystery man was so we laughingly dunked his head
under the water of the hot tub.

     He came up sputtering for air.  "You guys can torture me all you want.
I'm not saying another thing about my guy!"

     We dunked him again.

                       **********

     Jason and I worked all day on Friday getting the house and yard ready
for the party and making sure we had enough food in the house for fourteen
guys for both dinner and breakfast.  I'd told everyone to plan on spending
the night if they were going to have more than one beer.  I didn't want to
be responsible for any accidents or DUI's.

     Brian and Stephen were the first to arrive.  They had come up the day
before to move into their new apartment.  Justin arrived next after having
driven up from the coast that morning.  Mike arrived around five in the
afternoon and was closely followed by Sergei driving my old Subaru which
was sporting a few new dings and scrapes that bore testimony to Sergei's
driving skills.  The next to arrive were three of my friends from the track
team.  Only one of them was gay.  The other two were straight but not at
all bothered by being around gay guys.  A couple of Justin's and Brian's
friends from the soccer team and David Barnes were the last to arrive.
David was now working as a new CPA in one of the big accounting firms in
Raleigh.

     We threw the frisbee and football around in the afternoon.  Larsen was
in the midst of it all.  By the time I was ready to cook dinner everyone
had been in the hot tub at least once, and practically everyone was running
around stark naked.  There wasn't any overt sexual activity.  Just a bunch
of friends having a good time.

     Ron showed up just as I was getting ready to fix the dinner.  He said
he couldn't stay because he had a date with his mystery man that night.  I
gave him a lot of good natured ribbing about throwing over his friends for
the possibility of scoring, but inside I was really happy for him.  I fixed
grilled chicken, potato salad, baked beans, and corn on the cob.

     We had watermelon for desert.  It was a good thing most of us were
naked.  It made it a lot easier to clean the watermelon juice off our
faces, necks, and chests.  You just can't eat a good watermelon and not get
it all over you.  It's part of the fun.

     Ron left for his date right after dinner.  Jason, Justin, and I
cleaned up the kitchen while most of the other guys went back out to the
deck and the hot tub.  Someone put a boom box out on the deck, and started
the music.  By the time we got the kitchen cleaned up, guys were dancing on
the deck, soaking in the tub, or sitting around the benches on the side of
the deck talking.  Everyone was still stark naked.

     I opened another beer and sat down on one of the benches and looked
around.  There were some interesting interactions going on.  David and my
friends from the track team were doing most of the dancing.  That was
interesting because two of my track team buddies were totally straight as
far as I knew and here they were dancing buck naked with a gay teammate and
David Barnes, who I'd always though of as completely heterosexual until
last New Years at the cabin when he asked me to show him what gay love was
like.

     Justin and Jason had retreated to a corner of the deck and looked like
they were in a very serious conversation.  I figured they were trying to
get some things settled between them.  Justin had not been pleased with the
idea of Jason staying in the apartment with me when we'd talked on the
phone.  He hadn't ever forgiven Jason for his treatment of me our freshman
year, and I think he blamed Jason for the events that transpired later.

     Brian, Stephen, Sergei, Mike Hernandez, and the two other soccer dudes
were all in the hot tub.  Brian and Sergei were paying a lot of attention
to one another.  In fact they were sitting so close their legs had to be
pressed up against one another under the water.

     Across the other side of the tub, Stephen and Mike looked like they
were deep in some private conversation too.  From what Mike had told Jason
and I about his preference in men, Stephen might be right up his alley.  I
worried a little.  Brian and Stephen were great friends, had been roommates
last year, and were supposed to share an apartment this coming year.  I
knew they had sex together, but I'd seen both of them out with other guys
on several occasions.  I just hoped these new infatuations wouldn't cause
any friction in their friendship.

     The party wound down around two in the morning.  Justin, David, and I
crashed on the bed in the master bedroom.  Jason threw a couple of blankets
down on the floor at the foot of the bed and slept there.  Brian, Sergei,
Mike, and Stephen all disappeared to the upstairs bedroom.  I was curious
about what might be going on up there, but I'd have to wait for morning to
find out about that.  The other guys all crashed in the living room.  I
have no idea where Larsen decided to spend the night.  I just know he
wasn't in the bed with the three of us.

                       **********

     The next morning everyone pitched in to clean up the place for Doc and
Matt's return on Sunday.  Something had definitely happened in the upstairs
bedroom over night.  Brian and Sergei moved around like a newly courting
couple as did Stephen and Mike.  Justin left before lunch to go back to
Sunset Beach for another week before returning to school for early soccer
practice and the start of the fall term.  By midday everyone was gone
except for Jason, David, Larsen, and me.  David was staying out with us for
another night before heading back to his new job in Raleigh.

     We were all sort of wiped out from the party and the effort of
cleaning up so we all lazed around on the deck in the afternoon enjoying
the gentle late summer breezes.  Jason confirmed that he and Justin had
held a real "prayer meeting" last night.  The discussion had been hard for
both of them, but in the end they had agreed to forget about the mistakes
of the past and try to become friends.  Poor Jason was worried about what
his roommates' reactions would be when he came out to them.  I assured him
that I taken him in once so if he was kicked out of another place, he could
come and stay with Justin and me.  He got all teary eyed for a while after
that.

     There wasn't anything left in the house for dinner so we piled into
David's new Nissan Maxima and headed into town to find some dinner.
Nothing much appealed to all of us so we ended up at the golden arches
munching on greasy fries and over cooked burgers.  Jason provided the
entertainment for the evening by flirting shamelessly with the kid who
fixed our burgers.  His nametag said, "Hi, I'm Cory."  Jason kept asking
poor Cory if the burgers were really fresh and if Cory had personally
tested the fries.  By the time we got out food, the poor guy was obviously
flustered.  In Jason's defense the kid was really cute.  He looked like he
might have just graduated from high school.  He had a clear complexion,
straight dark brown hair, striking greenish gray blue eyes with long lashes
and thick, dark eyebrows.  There was an interesting scar that broke the
sweep of his left eyebrow.  He stood about 5' 8" or so and probably tipped
the scale at 125-130 pounds.

     David and I teased poor Jason unmercifully about embarrassing the poor
guy.

     "Hey," Jason protested, "I think the guy is kind of hot."

     David laughed, "He certainly was hot after you got done with him.  The
poor kid was so red in the face we could have fried our burgers on his
forehead."

     "Come on, give me a break.  Can I help it if I like smaller guys?"

     I joined in.  "Jase, you haven't been out long enough to figure out
what you like.  Right now, you want everything in pants."

     "Not so, man.  I think I really need just one man.  I just have to
find him."

                       **********

     Back at Doc's place, Larsen was pissed at us because we'd gone into
town without him.  Fortunately his doggie snits only last until someone
starts throwing the tennis ball for him to chase.  We took turns doing our
penance.  Later we all soaked in the hot tub for a while before bed.  Jason
headed to the bed upstairs while David and I went into the master bedroom.

     "Hey, teach, are you ready to provide a refresher course for your
prize pupil?"

     I looked at him.  "Refresher course?"

     "Yeah.  Remember, you said if I ever needed a refresher course, you'd
help out?"

     "Are you switching teams?"

     "Naw.  I just want to visit the other side for a while.  Besides, I
can't waste the condoms that Brian gave me."

     "What?"

     He smiled.  "Yeah.  Turns out that Brian and Stephen figured out that
you and I got it on back at your cabin over New Years.  My tightwad brother
counted the condoms and realized that there were a couple missing."

     "That's why he was giving me such strange looks the next morning."

     "Yeah.  When he left this morning, he handed me some rubbers and told
me, 'You and C.Z. have some fun tonight.'  Then he laughed his ass off all
they way out to the car."

     "Just how many did he leave with you?"

     "Four."

     "Well, I guess we'd better get busy then.  Can't let 'em go to waste."

     David leaned into me and gave me a kiss.  I responded, and soon we
were naked and hard and rolling around on the bed.  David took control of
the situation.  He not only remembered all of the "lessons" from our
"Tutorial in Gay Love 101" but he had been thinking seriously about new
techniques.  In no time at all, I was ready for anything he might have in
mind.

     And what he had in mind right then was my ass.  He pushed my legs
apart to open my cleft and dove in face first.  His tongue moved gently
around my pucker at first but then the movements increased in intensity and
in a few minutes he was sticking his tongue as far up my love chute as
possible.  I hooked my arms underneath my knees to give him better access
to my hole.  He used the opportunity to roll one of the condoms down over
his dick while continuing to tongue fuck my hole.

     He pulled his tongue away and began to spread lube around and into my
hole with his finger.  When I was well lubed, his finger was replaced by
the head of his condom-sheathed dick.  He pushed in, and my rectal muscles
relaxed to allow his entry.  When his sword was buried to the hilt in my
ass, he began to fuck me, slowly at first but then with increasing
intensity until his body stiffened and his climax washed over him.

     I was no where even close to coming when he climaxed.  He pulled out,
and I expected him to simply roll over and go to sleep.

     Instead he pulled out another condom and rolled it out over my
throbbing pole.  "That was great, but this is what I've been thinking about
all weekend."

     He straddled me, spread some lube around his hole, and began guiding
my dick into his lubed rectum.  I could see pain on his face as he settled
his body down on my cock, but he never hesitated.

     When I was completely encased inside his canal, he leaned forward and
kissed me.  "No offense, C.Z., but being inside your ass is not a lot
different than being inside a woman.  Having your dick in me is a sensation
I've wanted to have again since that time at your cabin."

     He pulled back and began riding my dick.  I knew my dick was hitting
his prostrate as he moved up and down because his eyes rolled back in his
head and his mouth fell open.

     I felt my balls begin to draw up signaling my impending orgasm.  I
changed my position slightly so my cock was jabbing harder at his sweet
spot with every stroke.  His body tensed but he continued to move up and
down on my cock.  Suddenly he shot a jet of cum that hit my chin.  His next
two volleys landed on my chest, but I was too busy with my own intense
climax to realize until later where it had landed.

                       **********

     David and I woke up early the next morning.  We hit the bathroom to
relieve our bladders and brush our teeth before returning to the bedroom
and using the other two condoms that Brian had donated to the cause.

                       **********

     After a shower and a cup of coffee, I asked David, "What's gotten into
you...beside me that is?  I'm not complaining, but I'm wondering why you
were so hot to play 'catcher' this weekend."

     "I'm not sure.  Being around all the guys here this weekend just got
me all worked up.  I didn't have any intention of trying to come on to you
when I drove up here on Friday.  Maybe my horniness has to do with the fact
that I'm not seeing anyone right now.  This new job has me on the go all
the time so there hasn't been much time for a social life.  I don't think I
would have done it with anyone except you, and I probably wouldn't have
done anything if Brian hadn't given me the condoms.  I've got to think
about this some.  Ever since being with you at your cabin over New Years,
I've been noticing cute guys almost as much as the cute girls."

     "Do you need to talk to someone about it?"

     "Yeah.  That might be a good idea.  I'll look around Raleigh for some
counselors and make an appointment."

     "Do you think you might be gay?"

     "I don't think so.  Maybe bisexual but leaning more to heterosexual.
I've never had trouble becoming aroused by a woman.  Men are interesting,
but I'm not normally aroused by them or have fantasies involving other
guys.  You're different.  You turn me on...not just sexually.  I really
think the world of you, and I guess I'm a little jealous of the deep
friendship that you and Justin have.  I've never had that kind of
friendship with another guy."

     "Justin and I have never done anything together."  I thought for a
second.  "Well, except jacking off in the same room."

     "Hell, Justin, Brian, and I are so close together in age that we all
learned about jacking off at the same time.  We did it all of the time
together before I went off to college."

     "Justin never told me that."

     "I'm sure there's lots of things he hasn't told you.  Some time we'll
get him really drunk, and I'll see if I can dredge up some 'true
confessions' out of the boy for you."

     I laughed.  "Maybe I should just ask him."

     I paused.  "David, are you going to be okay with this?"

     "Yeah.  The idea that I might have a homosexual side doesn't really
bother me.  I've seen my brother Jerrod and his partner.  They love each
other as much as any heterosexual couple ever could.  I'm not afraid of the
idea.  I just need to figure out which way I lean most.  I don't want to
get married to some woman and then find out that I really want to be with
another man, and I don't want to lead some poor guy on and then throw him
over for a woman."

     Jason chose that moment to enter the kitchen dressed in just his
boxers.  He was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with one hand and
scratching his ass with the other.

     "Morning, guys.  Is there some coffee for me?"

     "Morning, Jason.  Grab a cup.  You look like you need it."

     "Some of us are NOT morning people."

                       **********

     David left to drive back to Raleigh without an opportunity for us to
talk any more about his uncertainties.  I just hoped he would find a good
counselor who would help him sort out his feelings.  Jason and I cleaned up
Doc's house and then headed back into town.  He needed to meet his
roommates to help move into their apartment, and I needed to head to
Carterville for my week with Andy.

     The light was blinking on the answering machine when Jason and I got
back to my apartment in town.  I hit the play button.

     "C.Z., it's Andy.  It's Friday afternoon, and something's come up.
  There's a big meeting of all the branch managers in the Chicago area on
Monday.
  They told us we all had to be there.  I'm sorry, babe.  I won't be able
get down to Carterville until Monday night.  I'll fly into Asheville, and
you can pick me up there.  I know you're out at Matt's and Doc's right now
getting ready for the party, and so I'm calling here so this doesn't spoil
your weekend.  Have a good time, but call me as soon as you get this
message on Sunday.  Okay?"

     I swore under my breath as I dialed Andy's number in Chicago.  My
anger dissipated when Andy came on the phone.  I could tell from his voice
that he was as disappointed about the change of plans as I was.  He had
made flight reservations that would get him into the Asheville airport
about nine in the evening on Monday.  I got the information, and promised
to meet him at the airport.

     I helped Jason pack his few belongings into his old Saturn sedan.  I
wished him luck and told him that he could come back to the apartment if
his roommates had a problem with him being gay.  He gave me a hug and then
headed off to his new apartment.

     I threw some stuff in the back of my truck, said good-bye to the
Williamses and their kids, loaded up Larsen, and headed to Carterville.

                       **********

     The extra day was a blessing in disguise.  Larsen and I were able to
get a bunch of things done around the cabin that next day.  We cleaned up
the yard.  Larsen wasn't a lot of help with that chore.  I kept throwing
the branches and sticks that had fallen into the yard out into the woods.
Larsen carried at least half of them back into the yard, and I had to toss
them back into the woods again.

     We had better luck cleaning the inside of the cabin.  Larsen took a
long nap out on the deck in the sun while I dusted and vacuumed.

     When Andy came through the gate at the Asheville airport that night
his appearance alarmed me.  He had dark circles under his eyes, and it
looked like he had lost more weight.  We hugged right there in the middle
of the airport and walked arm in arm to the baggage claim area.

     Once on the road back to Carterville, Andy fell asleep in the
passenger's seat of the truck and snored softly only waking up when we
pulled into he driveway of the cabin.

     Larsen was ecstatic.  I thought he was going to drown Andy in doggie
kisses.  He must have burned off at least 10,000 calories just wagging his
tail.

     After playing with Larsen for a while Andy and I got ready for bed.
Andy was already in bed when I slipped under the covers.  He pulled me to
him and hugged me tight.

     "I am so glad to be here.  I love you, C.Z."

     "I love you too, Andy.  What was the big meeting all about?"

     The only answer I got was his rhythmic breathing.  He was already
asleep.

     I turned over and snuggled my back up against his chest, let out a
deep sigh, and tried to go to sleep.

(To be continued)