Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2001 01:35:24 -0100
From: BillyTK <BillyTK@cfl.rr.com>
Subject: Reaching the Bar/ college

Hey Guys, this is my effort.  this is the obligatory part where I say if
you aren't old enough blah blah blah... go away blah blah blah.... men
having sex blah blah...if you like these things blah blah.... read
on... and in anycase, have a nice day!

If you'd like to contact me, please feel free, mailto:billytk@cfl.rr.com

Eight o'clock Saturday morning was far too early for Robby to think about
getting up.  If it weren't for Kevin's friends' coming for dinner, he'd
stay in bed till noon.  As it was, he slammed his hand down on the clock he
knew so well.

"AAAAaaaaaGGGHH!!!!" he groaned as he rolled over to bury his face in
Kevin's neck.

Kevin half woke up, throwing his arm over Robby.  "Can't we just stay in
bed all morning, babe???"  Robby reached down to grasp the cock he knew
would be stiff with morning wood.

"I wish! After the fuck you threw me last night, I deserve a day's rest!"

Kevin reached down to grasp his lover's ass cheek.  "Would you believe me
if I said I was sorry?"  His face still in Kevin's neck he answered, "No."
Kevin chuckled before he asked, "Why are you going through so much trouble
for these guys?  They'd be just as impressed with a case of imported beer
and a pizza supreme!"  Kevin knew the answer.  Robby was just looking for
an excuse to show off his cooking.  It didn't bother Kevin; Robby was very
good at it.  But at the moment, he'd rather stay in bed to see about
finding a place to stick his morning wood.  Kevin was half-consciously
caressing the ass crack he knew so well, stroking it and teasing the little
rose.

"Mmmmmmm!  I'll give you a week to cut that out!" Robby said as he curled
up a little closer to the man in his bed so that Kevin could reach his ass
better--even if it was still a little sore after the late night they'd had.
His eyes still shut; Kevin got a little smirk on his face as he slid his
middle finger into his boyfriend's ass.  He felt Robby pull against him,
his ass push out, and his face nuzzle close.  He loved the remarkable ways
he could get his lover to respond by the simplest of actions.

"OOoooooOOOooo, Keeeeeevin!!!" Robby said with his face buried in the hairy
chest of his friend.  "I really need to get to the market," he whined.  As
an after-thought, he added, "And don't you have a lunch date with your
study group??"

Kevin answered, "That's three hours away. I got plenty of time until then."

With that he rolled over on Robby and dug his finger a little
deeper.. Robby moaned more appreciatively.  Kevin loved the uninhibited way
Robby expressed himself, especially verbally.  Soon Robby was spreading
himself out on his belly, opening himself up to his boyfriend and his
probing fingers, for now there were two in his slightly sore ass.  He
moaned, not in pain but in contentment and pleasure.

Kevin grinned to himself: how could a guy 10 years his senior turn into
such a little boy for him. Sure, part of it was his good looks and his
naturally young face; Robbie's whole family was similarly blessed by this
genetic trait. But it was also his mannerisms, his desire to please, his
playfulness, and his boyish charm. Several of Kevin's friends seemed to
particularly hate the fact that Robby still got carded when they didn't.
Kevin loved the tight little body that was his to play with.  As much as
Robby might complain about being sore and having stuff to do, he also knew
the decision was his as to what happened next.

As Kevin thought about it, his finger instinctively went to the little
organ that could bring Robby to a climax without even touching his dick.
He rubbed it gently, bringing a loud, soulful moan from his sprawling
partner.  He grinned; he loved the power he had at times.  But he decided
his partner had been right: both of them had things to do that morning.
And while he would never ever consider letting Robby think he'd actually
"won" an argument-as long as the decision was his, he could occasionally
bend with the wind. So with another pass of his finger over the prostate
and another loud moan of pleasure, he withdrew his finger and climbed out
of bed.

"Heeeey!" moaned Robby, still spread out over the covers.  Kevin grinned to
himself, "I thought you were too sore and you had stuff to do," he teased.
He left the room and waited for his hard-on to subside so that he could rid
himself of last night's wine and cappuccinos. Suddenly, there was a warm
hand on his shoulder and a set of lips pressed to his back.  "I love you
but sometimes you are such a maniacal bastard-you do realize this-right?"
Robby moaned into the soft warm skin beneath his lips.

While freeing his bladder, Kevin said, "I have it on good authority that
you'd get bored and leave me if I weren't, Baby." He shook his penis and
stepped aside for his shorter friend as he went to brush his teeth. "Who
the fuck told you that?" Robby said in his sleepy voice. "You did, Baby,"
Kevin whispered in Robby's ear, getting toothpaste foam all over it.

	An hour later they were both ready, Robby dressed casually for a
day at the market, Kevin wearing a sharp shirt, slacks and the tie that
Robby had just bought him.

Kevin was wondering if he should mention where the lunch was gunna be.
Robby was great about his bisexual issues.  Not only had they discussed
them at length, but they had also agreed to talk about them if anything
came up. But was eating lunch with a few guys at a female strip club worth
bothering him over?  Since nothing was going to happen, he decided to just
ignore the issue.  No sense bothering Robby over nothing.

	Robby and Kevin walked down the stairs together, Robby bouncing in
his "I'm going to spend money at the market" way, Kevin grinning at his 35
y/o boyfriend who might as well have been going on 20 sometimes.  They
kissed at the garage.  Robby bounded out the side door.

	Robby loved the South Beach markets, all the exotic foods, the
great breads and pastries, the exotic people from all over the world, the
general atmosphere of the market place.  He loved to cook for his friends,
Kevin's friends, and basically anyone with moderately good taste. He
especially loved to cook for Kevin.  He was s-o-o-o-o easy to please.  When
Robby cooked for Kevin, Kevin tried to please Robby in return.  When Kevin
pleased Robby, all was good!
	Meanwhile, Kevin arrived at Mon's Venus a little early, because
traffic had been usually light.  Even at 11:00 a.m., the bar was dark and
dank inside because it looked like midnight rather then noon. Amazingly,
there were people there even at that time of day.

Soon his fellow law students would be arriving to discuss the ominous BAR
EXAM.

Even before he'd met Robby online, this wouldn't have been his first choice
of study areas, but Tom and Davis had made the decision, and he'd made a
point of telling them that even if he were living with his boyfriend now,
he was still the same Kevin they'd known before.and that he was still up
for things like this.  He had the distinct impression that they'd begun to
test him on this, trying to locate the extent of his boundaries, but so far
this had only been minor stuff.

	Robby spent all morning making the tangerine and ginger brandy
glaze for the Salmon steaks.  The asparagus and sugar snap peas were as
fresh as he liked them, and everything else seemed right.  He hated how
empty the house seemed without Kevin to fill it, but he was ok by himself.
He'd lived on his own.  How could this be any different?
	Still, thoughts of Kevin's constant sexual overtures, thoughts of
how Kevin had almost shot him off the side of the bed last night, and
thoughts about what Kevin could possibly see in a guy his age, these
musings kept him company as he prepared the food.

At 4:45 he looked at his watch for the fifth time in 15 minutes and sighed,
Kevin was never this long at a study session during the weekend and at
daytime.  He was wondering what was up, if he was getting upset for nothing
at all.

	At 5:17 the door opened and a set of keys were tossed onto the
table by the door.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!  Smells GREAT!!!" Robby heard Kevin say in a
slightly slurred voice.  A minute later he felt Kevin's arms encircle his
waist and a familiar nuzzle on his neck.  Just as he was gunna turn, a
whiff of stale cigarette smoke and staler beer hit his nostrils,
"CHA-RIST!" He snorted, "What booze hall did you crawl out of????"

	Kevin stopped abruptly, "Do I really smell that bad?"

Worried that he might have hurt Kevin's feelings, Robby quickly turned with
a smile, adding, "Nothing a quick shower and a new set of clothes won't
cure baby!"

Kevin took the hint and turned to go to the bathroom.  At the door he
stopped, singing out, "Oh, Robby?"

Robby turned and looked at the 6'2" man with the wonderfully hairy chest,
the short brown hair and the intensely savvy, brown eyes.  "Yeah?" Robby
asked with a smile.

"You wanna join me?"  Kevin was serious, and Robby did, in fact, want to
join him. but he really had too much cooking to leave just then. His face
said all Kevin needed to know as he slipped into the bathroom.  "Oh well,
your loss!" And then the door closed.

Robby returned to the food but thought to himself that he really needed to
find out where Kevin had been.  Drinking and sitting in bars weren't part
of his usual study habits; he took his studies as paramount in his life.
At times, Robby felt, even he had taken second seat.  Still, he thought, he
wished only the best for Kevin.  How could he reasonably expect Kevin to
just drop everything he'd been doing for his whole life to kiss his
forehead?  Then he grinned, cause when Kevin did drop his books to kiss his
forehead, it was all the more special.

	An hour after the shower had gone off,, Kevin was still in the
room, Robby knew he wasn't asleep due to the noises, but he had no idea
what Kevin was up to, and there was no sense trying to yell over Kevin's
LED ZEPPLIN 4 CD.  Robby had realized some time ago that he was no match
for Robert Plant's voice and Jimmy Page's guitar, not to mention John
Bonham's drums.

	Finally, Robby got to a point where he could take a break from
cooking and went in to find Kevin piling clothes on the bed.  As he was
about to thank Kevin for helping with the laundry, he saw Kevin toss a pile
of clean shirts, HIS shirts, on the messy bed.

"What the hell are you doing????" Robby asked, annoyed yet polite, from the
doorway?  Kevin popped out with a smile, "Deciding what we're wearing
tonight." Then as he looked at the messy bed, he added, "Don't worry, Baby,
I'll put this all back when I'm through." Still dressed only in his towel,
he stepped over to Robby, grabbed Robby firmly by the shoulder, and pulled
him into an abrupt but thoroughly passionate kiss.

Kevin enjoyed the way Robby went from stiff and disinterested to a
malleable boy lost in the moment, wanting only to give himself to that kiss
from his lover.  Kevin finally released Robby from the hold he had on him,
at least the physical one.  Kevin smiled and bent over to swat Robby
playfully on the ass. Robby smiled broadly and bounced out of the
room. Kevin watched and decided he needed to check Robby's ID card. He
laughed to himself, thinking of Robby getting into the local gay bars at
age 10 with a really good fake ID.

	"KEV-in" Robby finally yelled after the doorbell had rung three
times.  He couldn't stop stirring or watching the fish, so he needed Kevin
to get the door.

"KEEEVVV!" he began to yell before a deep voice yelled back, "GOOOOOOOTTTT
IT!" Robby soon heard talking and a laugh from the other room as Kev popped
in to announce: "Joe and Larz are here.  They say Patrick is right behind
them."

	"Well make them a drink and finish setting the table will you
please, Baby?"

Robby tried not making it sound like an order, and Kevin didn't take it as
such.  Still, Kevin thought, it was so much easier tossing beers at them
and ordering pizzas.

After a few minutes Robby heard the door open and soon felt hands around
his waist as a chin rested on his head and a deep voice said, "Well that
smells damned good, Robby!"

"Thank you, Larz.  You wanna grab a bowl of hollandaise sauce while you're
here?" Robby wasn't sure how to take Larz.  The last few times they'd been
together, he'd gotten the distinct impression that Larz was being more then
casually flirtatious.

"For you? Anything Robby!"

Robby turned to face the stove, not sure how to take Larz.  He was one of
Kevin's gay law students, but he still gave him a weird feeling.  Robby had
to admit though that Larz was attractive enough, at 6'4", blond, and
blue-eyed.  Larz left the impression that he KNEW it, and that made him
less desirable.

	At dinner, Kevin and Robby sat at the head of the table with the
other three filling in the empty chairs.  The dinner went over famously;
the food was scarffed down with exuberance.  At one point Larz looked Robby
in the eyes and said "My Dear, this is the best food I've eaten since I was
in Tuscany last summer! You are a veritable chef!"

Robby blushed and looked down; he hoped Kevin didn't see the look Larz gave
him.

Kevin did see it, and despite his best intentions, he didn't like Larz very
much.  Still he said and did nothing, Kevin was new to this lifestyle, so
he didn't understand all the complexities of it.  But he trusted his
instincts and wasn't happy.

	After dinner, they were getting ready to go out when Kevin said
they would have to wait.  Robby had to go change before going out since
he'd been in the kitchen all day.

Robby looked at Kevin for a second, grateful to be getting out of those
particular clothes but also sensing that Kevin was up to something. "Go on,
I picked your clothes out to save time.  They're on your dresser."  Robby
rose, excusing himself, not taking his eyes off Kevin, as if by staring at
his inscrutable partner he could glean some clue as to what Kevin had
planned.  Experience had taught him already that arguing, trying to outwit,
and trying to plan a surprise on Kevin were useless.  So Robby strode from
the room while Kevin entertained the guests.

Robbie could hear the banter and laughter as he went into the bedroom,
which, true to Kevin's word, was as clean as he'd found it earlier that
day.  On the bed lay his dark grey sport coat and favorite pants, a white
shirt, a metallic maroon patterned tie, his black shoes.  Everything down
to his underwear was picked out for him.  This had never happened before,
leaving Robby curious until he noticed the hole in the back of his
underwear.  Robby had a sly grin as he stripped to shower quickly in the
bathroom. After a quick washing and rinsing, he stepped out to quickly
dress. He grinned in the foggy mirror as he put his "chosen" pair of
underwear on. The hole nestled right against Kevin's favorite spot.  Kevin
had picked his coat carefully the day they'd gone to pick it out; it went
perfectly with Robby's short, narrow build. The slight pin striping
accentuated Robby's build as much as the colour did his soft brown eyes and
darker complexion.  Fully assembled, Robby paused to look in the mirror,
took the gold hoops that Kevin had bought him, placed them in his ears,
carefully looked over his goatee and beard, looked at his hair, put a
little spray of Izzy Miyaki on.  "Viola," he thought, "DONE!"

	Although his entrance was for Kevin, Larz stole the moment by
whistling and commenting that he wished he could find a guy who could dress
so well. Robby, trying to appear complimented and not like a piece of meat,
said, "Thanks, Larz, I'm sure a guy as."

While searching for the word, Larz smiled and added, "Studdly???"

Robby smiled weakly: "Yeah, a guy as "Studley" as you are won't have
trouble finding a guy." He very purposely didn't add anything about
"keeping him" or "what kind of guy that might be" though.  As the rest were
ready, they set out, Joe, Patrick and Larz in one car, and Robby and Kevin
in Kevin's Miyata.

	At the club they spent a few minutes getting drinks.  Patrick saw a
friend he needed to go to talk too while Joe found a friend with obviously
gym-built perfection to chat with.  Meanwhile, Kevin leaned over and bit
Robby on the neck.  "Why are we here again?"  He whispered in Robby's
ears. Robby moved against Kevin and sighed...

Content to let the world pass him by as he languished with the man he
loved.

Arching his neck back so he could speak to the big man behind him, he said
with closed eyes, "Cause your friends wanted to go out as a group, and you
never do anything with them," he said as his cheek brushed against the
strong chin of Kevin, who was holding him from behind.  Suddenly Kevin
moved his head forward, allowing their lips to brush against each other as
Kevin took the mouth beneath his. Tongues teased each other as lips locked,
and two bodies made this difficult form of kissing possible.  After a few
moments, Kevin lifted Robby up in a tight hug.. Still kissing Robby as he
put his boy- friend down.  Kevin broke the kiss to nudge Robby's ear. "I
still can't get over all this,"

he half-whispered and half-kissed into Robby's sensitive ear.

Like an extension of Kevin, Robby formed perfectly to the body of the much
larger guy behind him. Still offering his ear to the gorgeous man who held
him, he said, "Whatda ya mean?"

Readjusting his stance behind Robby, Kevin held him tightly, whispering,
"You!"

He thought for a minute as he realized that didn't make much sense.  "I
mean You, ME, US. Having a boyfriend."

Robby, being a little worried by this, put his hands over the big arms in
front of him: "I ummm hope you aren't saying that."

Before Robby could finish, Kevin held him tightly: "No, I love you.  It
isn't that." He was quiet for a second. Robby allowed him this time,
knowing how new all this was to Kevin. "I never thought it could be this
way with a guy; I always thought with a guy that things would be somehow."

Robby turned to face his confused boyfriend. "You mean 'Different'? Right?"

Robby asked to Kevin's chest.

Kevin scooped down and picked Robby up so that they were face to face, his
hands on Robby's butt and Robby's arms wrapped around his neck. "Yeah,
different Robby, not." He was uncharacteristically silent as he tried to
formulate his position.

Ordinarily, this was a given and unwavering thing: Kevin's "Position" was
formed by legal precedence, the constitution, and the sure-cut belief
system he'd formulated.  And while he would have fought to the raw for the
rights of two men to live together, he wasn't yet certain where "he" fell
on this issue.

Robby leaned forward and kissed Kevin's lips. "Baby, you don't have to tell
me now. I know how you feel, and how much you care for me.. That's all I
need for now!" Smiling a huge smile, Kevin wrapped Robby up in his arms and
kissed him passionately.

	"AHEM!"  Larz said rather loudly.  'There are OTHER people here you
two realize?" he added as he broke the lovebirds up.  Quickly, Robby and
Kevin realized that they were in a small crowd of people mostly watching
them.  Smiling, Joe said, "Kev, Robby, this is John, Pete, Ryan.." As Kevin
realized he would have to shake hands, he set Robby down, smiling and
shaking hands.  "Sometimes," he thought, "the schmoozing was just too much
to deal with."

	After an hour or so of schmoozing, a task that Kevin was grateful
his little friend was better at than himself, the crowed began to
dissipate.  Kevin watched with a smirk as Robby brought drinks back for
several of the crowed.  If Kevin's mind ran to such things as social
maneuvering, he thought, he could have done worse than his own social
butterfly.  As Robby passed out the drinks to the small crowed, he squeezed
in against Kevin even though Larz had made a clear spot by him for "anyone"
who might need a less crowded spot. As Robby took his unobtrusive spot,
leaning against Kevin, he felt one of Kevin's large arms thrown casually
around his shoulder, so he leaned into it.  After a while, the two were
snuggling in the corner of the crowd.

Larz had captured the spotlight, most thoroughly enjoying it.  All of a
sudden Robby seemed to lose his grasp on his drink.  Fortunately, Kevin's
hand was right there to grab it and set it on the counter behind them.
What the crowed didn't see was Kevin's hand on the back of Robby's pants,
or his finger pushing through the seam that Kevin had cut, and through the
seat of Robby's underwear. Right up to his small little rose bud.  In a
matter of seconds, his beer-slick finger was creeping up the hole, causing
Robby to open himself to the entry but to behave so as not to alert anyone.
Kevin smirked at his this.  Not one for games usually, he had been sure
that Robby had grown bored of just vanilla sex.  While nothing could have
been further from the truth for Robby, there was also no way he could
refuse Kevin anything, no matter how out of the ordinary it might be. And
his insistent hard-on was proof though, fortunately, the lighting and the
density of the crowed were such that this fact was hidden.

Kevin's finger slid in and out easily, slowly fucking his lover in front of
a dozen other guys.  Robby melted further and further against Kevin,
allowing a second finger to enter eventually.  The slow fucking was causing
Robby extreme pleasure and utter frustration at the same time.  Finally, he
could no longer hide it as Kevin hit that magic point. Robby lost leg
control and fell fully against Kevin, his face flushing slightly.

Although Joe had seen from his angle what "might" have been going on, he'd
assumed it was just groping through the pants, smiling but saying
nothing. However, Larz wasn't so inclined.  In front of everyone, he
exclaimed, "OH MY GAWD! Will you two stop it please????"  Then he reached
out and grasped Robby, dragging him away from Kevin.

Fortunately, Kevin had taken his fingers out, resting them on the bar a
moment earlier.

	"Listen you two!" Larz spoke loudly, "You are too cute for words
and too hung up on each other." Then he looked at the body builder friend
of Joe's and said, "Are you going to dance, Honey?"  When the black-haired
body builder smiled back at Larz, happy for the attention, Larz announced
to the group, "Well Bucky, Robby, and I are off to dance, have fun!"  It
didn't bother Angelo that Larz had called him Bucky.  No one ever
remembered his name, and if Larz wanted a threesome, who was he to argue?
	Robby wanted to get back to Kevin, who even then looked suddenly
pissed, but couldn't fight the gym bunnies he was now surrounded by.  In
fact, it seems under the careful ministrations of Larz, at least one gym
bunny was giving Robby's ass a good grind.  Robby had been caught off
guard, first by Kevin's fingering, second by Larz's surprise, and third, by
Angelo's forwardness.  While this was certainly far from NOT enjoyable
(indeed, Robby had danced like this for years with any number of guys), at
the moment, he looked over to see Kevin looking a bit upset at him and
talking to Patrick.

	When Larz took Robby away so easily, Kevin decided then and there
he didn't like him, not even a little.  But he trusted that Robby would be
able to get right back.

"Fuck!" he thought, "This is so fucked up." At least at a straight club,
the games are a little hidden, "and besides," he thought, "at least I know
what THOSE games are!"

Suddenly Patrick was next to him with a bottle of Guinness for him. "Here
you go mate!" Patrick smiled, handing Kevin the beer as he took a swig of
his own. "Man, that Larz is unreal.  I didn't think he'd actually go for
Robby right in front of you!"

Kevin had hardly paid any attention to Patrick since dinner, a nice enough
looking guy with reddish brown hair and amazingly pale skin for the
south. But Patrick's words hit him hard.  "What do you mean???" he snapped
at Patrick.

Patrick, taken aback a little, looked at Kevin.  "Listen, I'm sorry. I
forgot you didn't know that much about Larz.." At that Patrick looked over
at the threesome on the dance floor.  Robby, at 5'5", barely showed above
the shoulders on the floor, and Kevin wasn't happy that he all he could see
clearly was Larz grinning.  Patrick followed Kevin's gaze and put a hand on
his shoulder, "This is what Larz does: he takes guys whom he wants. And
Larz likes them small.  It makes him feel more powerful with them.

You aren't the only guy; look at Joe."

With that Kevin looked over at Joe.  He too was gazing at the dance floor
with a forlorn look on his face.  Kevin turned around, looking Patrick in
the eye.  "Not Robby, he's not like that! I'm sorry for Joe, but he was
mixed up with a gym bunny, what did he expect. But NOT Robby!" Patrick
looked at the dance floor for a second, then at Kevin.

"Yeah, a 3- year-old guy who can pass for younger would never get off on
two 25-year- old guys fighting over him."

Kevin looked at Patrick with a mixture of hurt and denial, "NO, not Robby!"

	As Robby danced and tried to stay away from the two boys dancing
with him, Larz and Angelo closed in on him, Every time he tried to get
away, Larz headed him off.

But at least he was keeping his little hole a secret.  Thankfully the sport
coat hung low enough to cover his little "opening." Above the broad,
rhythmic shoulders, Robby could barely make out Kevin.  All he saw was
Kevin talking to Patrick.  "Well, at least he wasn't too upset,' Robby
mused. When he saw Kevin looking his way, he smiled at him, signaling him
to relax because he'd be coming back.  Of course, all the bodies in between
and the quick intervention of Larz's huge body cut that signal short.

"Dude, I'm sorry!" Patrick was saying as he handed Kevin his fifth
Guinness.

Kevin turned around from the dance floor.  "Maybe you two should think
about an open relationship," Kevin heard Patrick say.

Robby had just looked at him and smiled like it was all right that he was
with Larz and the gym bunny.  "Had he made ANY attempts to get off the
floor?" Kevin wondered.  Suddenly, he saw Robby with his arms up, waving,
sandwiched between Larz and Bucky.  As Patrick turned to put his arm around
Kevin in solace, Kevin exploded, "FUCK YOU! Fuck your 'open
relationship'!!! FUCK LARZ!!! And Tell Robby, FUCK HIM too!" With that,
Kevin turned around and headed for the door, followed closely by Patrick.

"Maybe you need to calm down before you drive, Kevin!" he was shouting as
they stormed past Joe.

As Joe turned to see what the drama was, he caught up to Patrick.  "What
the fuck is going on?" Joe yelled at Patrick. Then he yelled, "Is he really
gunna drive like that?"

As the crowd poured in to erase the fact that Kevin had been there, Patrick
turned to Joe and said, "SHIT!!! He wasn't supposed to storm out like
that!!!" Joe looked at him not understanding at first.  As he looked in
Patrick's eyes, he saw exactly what they had done.  He pushed Patrick out
of the way like a used piece of garbage. "HEY!!!!! What the fuck??" Patrick
yelled after him.

Joe got to the floor and, as quickly as he could, reaching the three
dancing figures.

Every time Joe made a move to reach Robby, Larz stepped in the way.
Finally, Joe got tired of Larz stepping between them and shoved him hard
into a muscle boy who turned around ready to fight.  "ROBBY!!! We have to
go!!!" Joe yelled over the music.  Not understanding but seeing the
desperation in Joe's voice, Robby gave Joe his hand and they got to the
sidelines quickly enough.  As they got to the door Joe began to explain
what had happened.  Robby was overcome by fear, both of what Kevin had
thought and at what he might do in his state.  Unfortunately, Patrick had
driven and Joe had no car with him. "Wait here, I'll get a cab," he said as
he ran to the side of the building.

Robby was waiting anxiously when a big hand fell on his shoulder and spun
him around. "WHERE do you think YOU'RE going?" Larz's voice was low and
deep and full of frustration.  Robby was so angry he just turned his back
on Larz. Several bystanders were watching the unfolding drama
already. "DON'T turn your back on me! I said, where are you going?" Larz
repeated with a demanding and acerbic tone.

Abruptly Robbie's fear was gone.  Larz withdrew his hands as two fiery eyes
fixed upon him.  "Get your hands off me, NOW!" A sharp, acidic voice hissed
as he turned around to face the taller boy. Unexpectedly, Robby was
possessed by something quite beyond himself.  He stood up and pointed his
finger at Larz.  Larz backed up, pale.

"Ruining the lives of your friends and anyone who is happy--is that how you
get off, you Pathetic, miserable whore???"  Larz was looking not only at
the little ball of fury before him but at the crowed gathered around him,
looking on.  "So YOU thought you were gunna get ME??? YOU??? With what?
Your plastic smile, your half-hard dick?  WHAT??? What did you think that
YOU could offer me that I didn't already have???  WHAT???"

Larz was backing into a line of spectators when he ran into Joe.  When Joe
pushed him, Larz turned around, white-faced and unsure of himself.  Joe
looked at him a second, anger etching his face.  He spat on Larz's face.
Wiping it away with his sleeves, Larz stood there.  A few people began
laughing, then a few more, and soon he couldn't stand it, so he ran off to
the parking lot.

Meanwhile, Joe and another guy Robby didn't know came over.  "Come on!
We've got to hurry!" Joe then introduced Robby to Terry as they ran.

Things were quiet for the first few minutes after they climbed in Terrie's
car.

Laughing, Terry said, "I'm sorry guys, I know this is serious, but I've
waited two years to see that ass hole go down. That was beautiful!"

Joe spoke sternly: "That two faced bastard better not show his face again."
Then he added "Or next time I'm gunna let Robby finish him off." He smiled
at Robby though he knew it wasn't gunna have any effect. "We're almost
there bud... He didn't get out that much sooner then we did."

Robby looked into Joe's face his own scared and pale. "That BASTARD ate at
my house.. I wanted to be his friend for Kevin. Why would he do this to
us?" Then a tear welled up in his eyes, "Ohhh god! Kevin!!! He has to know
that nothing would happen!"  Joe reached up from the back seat to squeeze
Robbie's shoulder.

Terry added quietly, "Larz has been doing this crap since he got to school
here..

Maybe now it will be over for a bit.  We aren't all like that Robby, just
remember that, OK?"

	At the apartment neither Joe nor Terry went in; instead, they
waited a while to see if Robby would be all right with Kevin.  Robby took
the stairs to their apartment three at a time.  He was grateful Kevin had
left the door unlocked when he'd come in.  Upon entering, he heard the
bedroom door slam, "GET OUT!!!"

Not fearing Kevin in the least, Robby pulled the door open and stepped
cautiously inside, "KEVIN?"  Kevin stood there looking a bit like an angry
cop, full of righteous indignation, hurt, pissed, and betrayed.  Slowly,
and with great caution, Robby went forward. "It was a lie, all a lie
Hon. Patrick and Larz wanted to split us up; that was their plan from the
beginning!" Robby couldn't help himself as the words started pouring out of
him.

Taking this in, Kevin looked at Robby a little less accusatorially. "What
are you talking about?" he asked. Robby broke down, all the nights' drama
pouring out of him.

As he was telling how he had backed Larz up and yelled at him, he felt
Kevin's hands on his shoulders.  This was all the permission he needed to
bury his face on Kevin's shoulder and cry for a little while.  It wasn't
his ordinary reaction to problems, but almost losing his boyfriend and
fighting with Larz had taken their toll.  They held each other quietly,
each lost in thought.

	Finally, Robby straightened up, looking Kevin in the eyes: "Trust,"
was all he said. Kevin cocked his head to the side, not understanding it
completely. "I mean, that's what we did wrong, not trusting. If we had,
neither of those two SOBs could have touched us."

Kevin thought for a second, pulling Robby to him. "You're right." Was all
he said, the alcohol still evident in his eyes and speech. Robby was quiet
for a second; then he said softly, "Like I trust that wherever you went to
study today, even though I know it had to be a strip club, that you
behaved."

Kevin looked at Robby and grinned.  Kevin might win the legal arguments,
but there was no trying to get away from Robby's intuition.  "Yeah, we went
to a strip club.. It wasn't my idea but."

Robby put his fingers to Kevin's lips. "It isn't important, Kevin.  I trust
you!"

That brought an immense squeeze from Kevin.

 	Kevin finally lay down on the bed, kicking his shoes off and
pulling Robby down next to him.  He cuddled for a bit until Robby said,
"What is my favorite scene from a movie?"

Kevin held Robby close, saying, "Easy, the funeral scene from "Steel
Magnolias."

"Ok, what's my favorite Comfort food?"

Kevin thought for a second.  "You have two, Cheese cake, or if you're
feeling fat, Sugar Pops."

Robby smiled then asked, "And what's my favorite song, Kevin?"

"Trick question, you don't have one."  Then a thought came over Kevin, and
he bolted from the room without an explanation. Upon his return, he
squatted by the CD player, set a CD in, and grabbed the remote. Then he
turned to Robby, extending an arm.

"Would you please?"  He asked. "I've been going through your CDs and found
a bunch I like.  This one is a CD I have been working on for you." Robby
smiled and gave Kevin his hand and was lifted to his feet.

Suddenly they were face to chest, cheek to forehead, and then the soulful
voice of Etta James began to croon: "At laaaaaaast, myyyyy looooove has
come along. My lonely days are over, and Liiiiife is like a song! . Ohh
yeah yeah, AT LAST, the stars above are blue-ue, my heart was wrapped in
clover, the night I looked at you.

I found a dream I could speak to- A dream that IIIII can call my own.  I
found a thrill to rest my cheek to, a thrill that IIIIIIII have never
known!!!  Ohhh yeah yeah, you smile, you smile, ooooohhh and then the spell
was cast.. And here we are in heaven. For YOU ARE MINE..AT LAAAaaAAST!"

Slowly they rocked back and forth, emotions threatening to erupt in Robby's
eyes.

The Gesture of Kevin's didn't escape Robby, Kevin listened to 70's era
arena rock, he adored Queen, so his playing Etta James was even that much
more romantic.  As they danced, Kevin finally decided to answer that
question he'd tried earlier in the day. "When I was with Stephany before, I
had always assumed that a guy couldn't be like this.. I mean, romantic. I
KNEW they could, but I didn't expect it.does that make sense?"

He said to the top of Robby's hair.

"I don't know, Hon, for someone whose gunna make a living with words, you
sure can be vague," Robby teased.

They were quiet for a few moments when Kevin spoke again: "What I was
trying to say is I didn't think I could feel this way, that 'I' could feel
so totally in love with a guy.  and that I had NO expectation that a guy
could feel this way for me.  BUT that now that it has happened, I have
never been happier in my life. There, is that clearer?"

At first Robby didn't say a word.  Then slowly, Kevin brought Robbie's face
into view.  There was no hiding it from Kevin.  Robby's two eyes had gotten
puffy.  Rather than turn him off, Robby's endeared him all the more to
Kevin.  Kevin bent down and lifted Robby, kissing him fully on the lips.

	Kevin's kissing went from soft and romantic to earnest and
imploring.  Kevin's hands were gently taking the shirt off Robby.  Robby
was so transfixed on Kevin's kiss that he didn't even realize his shirt was
coming off till it hung on only on his wrists.

Robby looked up to see Kevin grinning down at him.  A sudden smile spread
across Robby's face in response.  He grinned, holding his wrists out to
Kevin so the younger man could undo the buttons.  When Robby went to undo
Kevin's shirt collar, Kevin grabbed his wrists, grinning.

"NO!" was his only response. Robby grinned, dropping his wrists as Kevin
reached down for his pants and unfastened them.  A moment later, Robby
stood naked before his boyfriend, a hard-on between his legs.

"I hear make-up sex is the best," Robby said playfully as he stepped up to
Kevin and nuzzled the space beneath his neck.

"Mmmmmmmmm, you have the best ideas!" Kevin said as he reached down and
caressed the back and shoulders of his boyfriend.  Fully clothed, Kevin
looked down at his little friend, as he stood there naked, willing to do
whatever his younger, larger friend wanted.  Kevin caressed his naked
boyfriend tenderly; he enjoyed the feeling of power the situation gave
him. He wasn't really one of those "daddy's" or anything.  But he knew all
relationships had a power structure, and he liked knowing his power was so
tangible.  He also realized that Robby was not without his merits; he
exerted a great deal of energy and influence over Kevin.  "Everything works
out in the end,' he smiled to himself.

Kevin began to circle Robby, he liked to look at Robby naked, and though he
had every intention of having sex with him, there was also something
different about having him naked and being fully dressed, "power" possibly.

"Damn, what a nice ass!" he said softly.  Robby tingled, as he knew without
looking that Kevin was reaching for him.  The soft touch to his ass made
Robby moan softly.  Then, Kevin traced his fingertips up Robbie's spine
causing him to shiver and a groan to escape his lips.  Robby was extremely
ticklish; it took a vast amount of trust for him to stand to there as Kevin
dragged his fingertips across his goose bumps.  Kevin stepped up to Robby
and leaned over to nibble on his ears, "Do you know what kind of immoral
and unnatural things I plan to do to your body?" Robby smiled, "not yet,
but when you're done I have a few horrendous acts to perform on you too!"

 Kevin moaned in Robbie's ears as his fingers went around to his chest and
pinched his nipples.  Robbie's mouth hung open as he fell against Kevin,
his skin alive with goose bumps.  Taking one hand off the nipples, Kevin
moved it down to the hard on jumping out between Robbie's legs and slowly
jacked it. After a few minutes, Kevin stopped and walked around to face
Robby again.

	Robby was busy trying to figure out what Kevin wanted next when
Kevin lifted his leg, his knee caressing Robbie's belly.  As Robby stepped
back to look down he realized that Kevin wanted his boots off.  Robby
leaned down to remove Kevin's cowboy boots.  It always seemed particularly
sexy to Robby that Kevin wore cowboy boots.

When Kevin was barefoot, Robby stood next to him, looking up as he nuzzled
against Kevin's neck.

	A few minutes later Kevin was as naked as Robby.  As Dinah
Washington sang softly in the background, Kevin bent forward to kiss Robby.
Robby felt pressure on his shoulders as Kevin slowly pushed him down to his
knees.

In a few seconds, Robby was on his knees, grinning up at Kevin, his face
nuzzled against Kevin's half-hard cock.  Robby moved his face so that as
taller Kevin's cock fell across his nose, his tongue could reach his hairy
balls.  Kevin gasped as Robby's warm wet tongue lapped at his low-hanging
ball sacks.  Robby loved the taste and feel of Kevin's balls, more so than
even he'd believed he would.  As Kevin rolled his eyes back and opened his
mouth, Robby sucked a ball into his mouth.  Robby sucked and rolled the
ball around with his tongue before moving on to the next one.  Kevin was
moaning in appreciation, and his cock was rigid.  Slowly, Robby moved his
mouth up along the rigid cock and snaked his tongue out to lap at the head.
Kevin reached down and grasped the hair on Robbie's head as Robby took
Kevin's cock head and slowly moved his lips over it and sucked his way down
the shaft.

Kevin knew from much experience that Robby wouldn't stop till he got to the
base.  Finally, Robby felt Kevin's head slide into his throat and his pubic
hair tickle his nose.  As if that weren't enough indication that he had
taken all of his boyfriend's cock, Kevin's guttural moan sounded the fact.
And so up and down the appreciative staff Robby slid, working his mouth and
tongue and fingers like an expert to please his moaning friend.  When
Kevin's breathing and moans changed, Robby knew he was getting close, so he
savored the taste of the flesh in his mouth as it slid in and out.

Without warning, Kevin reached down and lifted Robby up.  "Not tonight.

Tonight we come together, Baby."  Robbie's mouth was conquered with Kevin's
tongue.

Robby loved the feeling of Kevin's mouth kissing him.  So caught up in the
possessive kiss of Kevin was Robby that he barely recorded that he was
being lifted.  Robby realized with a little grin that Kevin had whisked him
up off the floor and was hugging him face to face.  Kevin broke the kiss to
pull his head back and look in Robbie's eyes.

"You are such an amazing guy, Robert Troy McDarrin.  I am soooo glad all
those other guys were too stupid to know what an amazing guy they let get
away!"

Robby blushed and turned his face away as Kevin easily maneuvered him for
another kiss.  Robby felt like a puppet at the moment. Kevin was just
moving him where he wanted, and Robby secretly liked it.  They were kissing
again when Robby wrapped his arms around Kevin as he brought his legs up
and wrapped them around Kevin's waist.

Kevin grinned as he moved his hands down to Robby's ass.  The muscular ass
was one of the most amazing discoveries about Robby.  In his clothes, he
looked tobe average, but naked, he was a little powerhouse.  As they
kissed, Kevin wasted no time caressing and kneading Robbie's ass.  With
little warning, a long index finger worked its way up his ass, causing
Robby to open his mouth and moan.  At the same time, Kevin worked on
Robbie's ear, flicking it with his tongue and gently nibbling on the lobe.

Kevin reached down and worked his arms under Robbie's legs so that Robbie's
weight was now on Kevin's arms while Kevin's forearms wrapped around his
back.

Robby knew he was being positioned over Kevin's cock. he could feel it
pressing along his crack as he was lifted into position.  Kevin loved the
little, tight 130# body of his 5'5"

boyfriend. It was so accommodating of every thought and position that Kevin
could devise, but this was Robbie's favorite, and one of Kevin's too--to be
fucked while standing.

While one finger worked itself into Robbie's muscular ass, Kevin brought
out a condom and used his free fingers to tear the package and get the
little latex skin into place.  With a big kiss, Kevin opened Robbie's mouth
and moved his head as far back as he could go.  "Are you ready, Robby?" he
breathed in a deep raspy voice.  Robby looked Kevin in the eyes and nodded,
waiting for the deep probe that was about to come.  With a little move,
Kevin brought the head of his cock into contact with Robbie's delicate
rosebud, a feeling that made both men moan.  "Buddy, I'm there.  Are you
OK?" Kevin always asked, even though he knew the answer.

"Yeah, Hon, whenever you are," Robbie breathed as he hung in Kevin's arms
like a puppet.  With a little persuasion on Kevin's part and the help of
gravity, Robbie's ass parted and allowed the rigid head of Kevin's shaft to
slide inside. Robby bent his head forward and bit Kevin's neck in response.
Even though both men were in the habit of moaning, tonight they were
particularly sensitive and aroused.  Kevin's cock was sliding quickly up
Robbie's ass, quicker than usual.

Robbie's biting and moaning was correspondingly fervent.  "Ooooh, Baby, you
feel soooo goood!" moaned Kevin in a lucid moment, as his cock somehow
seemed even harder.  Finally, Kevin hit the base of Robbie's ass and just
rested there for a moment.

Robby responded by moving his mouth with a loud moan to Kevin's ear and
taking it into his warm, wet mouth.  With a thrust of his hip, Kevin
brought his cock deep inside the ass he was holding.  There it was.  Kevin
had his hands on Robbie's lower back, his fingers locked, and Robbie's
knees bent over Kevin's arms at about the elbow.  Slowly, Kevin brought his
hips into play, fucking the man he loved with his 7-« inches of thick
Irish cock.

Over and over, the cock slid into and out of the tight muscular ass.  Every
once in a while, Robby would squeeze his ass on Kevin's cock.  Robby tossed
his head from side to side, then leaning over backward and groaning long
strings of nonsensical gibberish.

	Finally, Kevin got to the point where he needed to give in to the
demands of his cock.  He needed to let his hips take control and stop
trying to harness them.  With ever- greater rapidity, Kevin's hips brought
his cock roughly into Robby's ass, and Robby hung on to the larger man like
a child as his guts were pounded.  But Kevin was mindful enough to watch
Robby.  He hadn't forgotten his plan: they were going to achieve a mutual
orgasm that night.  He wasn't the kind of guy who easily or readily lost
out on what he set out to do.

Kevin knew from the way Robby was acting that it wouldn't be long now.
Even without touching himself, Robby often had pretty impressive orgasms
from only having his prostate massaged.  Robby had lost all semblance of
self-control, his head either hung backwards when he moaned, or it moved up
to bite into Kevin's large shoulders. He bucked as much as he could, given
his position.  At last Kevin could see Robbie's legs straighten out and his
toes curl, the clue he was looking for.

A second later, Kevin slammed his hips hard into Robby.  Robbie's balls
pulled up and poured his seed all over Kevin's belly.  Robby hollered and
clutched himself tightly against Kevin's hard body.  There was too much to
love about Kevin, his tight, large, hard body were certainly not to be
overlooked among them.

Kevin yelled a battle cry and dumped load after load into the latex that
barely separated his flesh from the ass wrapped around it.  Robby lost
control and yelled as he tossed his head back and forth and dumped his cum
all over Kevin's stomach.  When he was done, he went limp and closed his
eyes.

Kevin grasped Robby one last time and hugged him close as he bit Robbie's
shoulder and shuddered.

	For a minute, they stayed like that, neither one moving, the
orgasms shuddering through them and slowly subsiding.  Kevin walked to the
bed and, holding Robby close, he fell backwards onto the bed.  Robby
nuzzled against Kevin's chest and lower throat, his face beneath Kevin's
chin.  As they regained their strength, Robby asked softly, "So this means
you forgive me, right?"  Kevin grunted, a grin covering his face.

"Can we do it one more time to help me decide?"  Robby laughed, "Do you
think YOU could do it one more time?"  Kevin smirked and hugged Robby
closely; Robby kissed Kevin's forehead in a noncommittal response.  Kevin
grinned, "I thought you said you were to sore this morning.?"

	Kevin's shrinking cock plopped out of Robbie's ass. Robby lifted
his head to look at Kevin.  "I just realized something Kevin."

Kevin looked Robby in the eye. "Yeah, Babe, what's that?"

Robby snuggled closely to Kevin, hugging him tight.  "My ass doesn't really
hurt, not when you're fucking me.. It only hurts when you stop." With that,
they held each other tightly and thought about that comment as they fell
asleep, closer than they'd been.