Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2007 20:30:17 -0500
From: Kevin Cozart <umrebelone@gmail.com>
Subject: Stockard 719 Chapter 1

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Stockard 719

?So this is college?? Gabriel said to himself. When he was born, his Mamaw
thought that he looked like an angel, and therefore she made his mom name
him after her favorite angel.  It was his first day at the state?s flagship
public university. So far the line to get the key to his dorm had taken
forever and his RA had basically ignored him stopping only long enough to
tell him that his roommate had decided to go to a different school and that
he would be by himself for a few weeks. As he started to unpack, he heard
the newly minted frat rats boasting about their Greek House of choice. He
felt glad that he had missed Bid night the previous evening.

Having attended a boarding school for gifted students for two years, Gabe
as he called himself thought he was ready for college life in a dorm. But
here he, being from a lower middle class family, was alone with few friends
in a 10,000+ student university often referred to as America?s least
expensive private school because of its reputation as being the college of
choice for the Old South?s elite families, The Harvard of the South. Gabe
had worked for years to get into the school. Not that there were tough
admissions standards but few students from his original high school went to
universities and there was no way his family could afford to send him to
The University. Now, he was here and living in Stockard 719.

Stockard, or Stock-yard as it was often called, was the largest male
residence hall on campus. Gabe started to regret his decision in requesting
Stockard over the next few days because he didn?t have the money that most
of the other guys did and certainly didn?t have the type of body that was
often on display in the bathroom shared by the entire floor. Gabe had
always been an introverted and overweight brain and never an athlete. Gabe
normally wouldn?t have been too worried about the displays in the common
restroom, but the wall of conservative religious teachings and political
ideology that had been built around him as a kid had severely cracked while
in boarding school. He had gotten to meet other students of diverse
religious and ethnic backgrounds, but none had a more profound effect than
the 5 openly gay guys in this class of a little over 100 students. He had
never done anything remotely sexual with them or even been able to admit he
was gay, but they had set him on a new and mostly untraveled path.


Two weeks into the school year, Gabe had started to get himself into a
routine: get up, go to class, go to his part-time job, shower and go to
sleep often thinking about some hot guy he saw running on campus without a
shirt or one of his dorm mates shaving wearing only a towel. Mostly likely,
he was also crying at the same time; sometimes from loneliness but
frequently because he hated the fact that he was thinking about guys. Being
from a extremely conservative and deeply religious family, being gay was
not only considered to be extremely offensive to God but entirely not an
option of a good Christian boy like himself.

On the third Friday of class, Gabe?s routine got changed forever. The
Introduction to Chemistry professor announced that the first test of the
semester would be given the next Friday. As Gabe exited the classroom, he
felt a hand land on his shoulder. When he turned around, he felt his head
spin and all the oxygen in this lugs suddenly exit his body. Standing there
was the sexiest guy he had ever seen. 6? 4? of nothing but muscle made up
the body that was connected to the most expressive and captivating green
eyes he had ever beheld.

?Hi, my name is James Wicker,? said the guy, ?but my friends call me
Jamie. You are Gabriel, right?? Still lost in the guy?s eyes, Gabe thought
about his deceased brother whose name had been James as well and nodded an
affirmative. Continued Jamie, ?I?ve tried for two weeks to understand this
Chemistry stuff, but I just don?t understand it. I talked to Professor
Ahmed and he told me you were the best student in the class. I was
wondering if you could possibly tutor me. I don?t mind paying and I want to
get a good grade on next week?s exam.?

While trying to regain his composure, Gabe replied, ?I ? uh ? don?t really
think ? I can. Between my classes and work, I ? uh ? don?t have a lot of
free time.? At the same time, Gabe was thinking that there was no way that
he could tutor Jamie. He couldn?t put a series of basic coherent thoughts
together let alone teach him intro to chemistry while in his presence.

Looking a little disappointed, Jamie said, ?Ok.? As he started to walk
away, Gabe couldn?t help but look at the perfect bubble butt straining a
pair of nylon soccer shorts to their limits. Actually, he was so
distracted, he didn?t comprehend fast enough that Jamie had stopped, turned
around and was walking back towards him.  ?Let me give you my mobile number
and the number in my dorm room incase you change your mind, ?said Jamie
with a slight grin being formed by his perfect and very kissable lips.


?Oh yeah, Jamie! Fuck me harder!?

Gabriel snapped out of his dream as he awoke with a start on Saturday
morning. First he realized that he had had a wet dream by the streams of
cum covering his torso. Secondly, he realized that someone was knocking on
his door. Not sure what to do, he turned and saw that his clock read
8:05. Quickly wiping off his chest before slipping on shorts and a t-shirt,
Gabe headed to the door. Usually not one to cuss, Gabe said, ?What the fuck
do you w??? before realizing it was Jamie that had been knocking on the
door.

?I was just coming in from the gym and thought I would check to see if you
could maybe give me a chem. lesson over breakfast. You gotta eat and there
is a diner a few blocks from campus that has a great breakfast buffet,
?said Jamie still in sweaty and reveling gym attire before Gabe could
apologize, ?I still need to take a shower before we go.?

?I told you that I think you should get someone else,? was the best excuse
that Gabe could come up with while he was breathing in the wonderful manly
smell that was emanating from Jamie. He was trying very hard not to start
thinking about the dream he had been lost in a few minutes before.

?I know, but I?ve decided that I want the best tutor there is and I think
that person is you. I usually get what I want and I am determined to get
what I want in this case,? replied Jamie, ?Here?s the deal. I?ll be back in
30 mins to take you to breakfast. If you aren?t ready, I?m going to get
breakfast for the two of us and bring it back. If you don?t answer the door
when I get back with the breakfast, then I?m going to bribe the RA to
unlock the door. You are going to share breakfast with me which I?m paying
for one way or another. You can choose the easy way or the hard way. I?ll
be back for your decision in half an hour. ?

With that, Jamie turned and walked away. Gabe couldn?t help but look at
Jamie?s ass again.

Thirty mins later, Gabriel had showered and dressed. There was a knock on
the door. When he opened it, Jamie was standing there in a navy and green
striped polo shirt that really made his eyes sparkle and kaki cargo
shorts. Following Jamie, Gabe was led to a new navy blue Lexus convertible
sports car.

?A graduation gift from granddad,? was all Jamie said as they slipped into
the cream colored leather seats. Jamie put the top down before speeding off
in the direction of the dinner.  Gabe was feeling emotions he didn?t know
how to describe.


By the time Jamie left his room at 2 am the next Friday morning, Gabriel
felt he had taught him all he could about Chemistry in his spare
time. ?Thanks man,? said Jamie on his way out, ?see you in class in a few
hours.?

Gabe felt proud of himself in a way. After the first dream the last
Saturday morning, he didn?t remember having anymore. He had been able to
concentrate on the material by Monday or Tuesday. And most importantly, he
realized that he had misjudged Jamie. He was not the spoiled little rich
kid that Gabe had originally thought he was. He found out that most of
Jamie?s muscles had come from working summers, vacations and most Saturdays
in the construction business owned by his dad.  He also discovered that
Jamie was a very good student getting A?s in most classes and was
determined to get an A in Chemistry even thought it was very difficult for
him to grasp.

Falling into bed, Gabe fell into a peaceful sleep inhaling the ?Jamie
smell? that still permeated the room.


In class on the Monday after the exam, the professor returned the
exams. Looking over at Jamie?s paper (since he had starting to sit beside
him), Gabe was happy to see that Jamie got a B+. He also noticed that Jamie
was writing something on his paper. When Jamie moved his hand, Gabe read
the addition to the paper: ?Thank you dinner tonight. Pick you up at 6
pm. You choose restaurant.?

Gabe didn?t know what to think. Most of their meals together had been eaten
while studying. He had heard about a great seafood place, but he had also
heard it was a little pricey. When 6 o?clock rolled around, Gabe told Jamie
that any fast food place would be ok.

?You completely rearrange your schedule to help be understand material that
I have no clue about and all you want in the way of a thank you meal is a
Big Mac and fries?? replied Jamie.

?Yeah, that sounds ok.?

?You?re lying. Don?t ever play cards because you have a horrible poker
face,? stated Jamie, ?So where do you really want to go??

?Well? I have heard about a seafood place that is supposed to be good? but
that?s too much.?

Knowing the place Gabe was referring to, Jamie said, ?The Dock it is then.?


?So, I hear you have switched to the dark side,? Sara Beth said out of the
blue. Sara Beth Williams was a beauty queen, sorority sister and a spoiled
little rich girl. She was also Gabriel?s best friend at The University,
former schoolmate and extremely intelligent.

?What are you talking about?? exclaimed Gabe.  He had yet to build up the
courage to tell her he was gay, but he knew that she had an older sister
than she loved who was a lesbian.

?From what I hear, you have been hanging out with James Wicker.?

?I?ve been tutoring Jamie, but what?s the big deal?? asked Gabe.

?You don?t know who he is, do you??

?He?s a Sigma, fairly well to do background and a smart guy. What?s the big
deal??

Smiling, Sara Beth started,? James Reginald Wicker VII is the only child of
James Reginald Wicker VI who is the CEO and President of Wicker
Construction which is the largest private construction firm in the
World. Jamie, as you call him, is not ?A? Sigma, he is Sigma. He is
descended from four of the original students of this school, two of the
chancellors and as far as Sigma goes, about 50 of his male family members
have been Sigma?s here including the Sigma founder.  Oh, and his mom?s
father is our very conservative governor.?

Gabe immediately thought about Jamie?s car being ?a gift from Granddad.?

?I never really took you to be someone who wanted to be part of the
school?s power elite. A member of the dark side,? finished Sara Beth.


Ever since his conversation with Sara Beth, Gabe had been thinking about
what she had told him. Still distracted, he missed what Jamie was saying to
him at while studying later that day.

?Where did you go?? asked Jamie.

?Sorry, just thinking about something. What were you saying??

?I asked if Housing was ever going to find you a roommate.?

?If I don?t choose someone by next week, then Housing will assign someone
or I have to pay extra to have a private room.?

?What about me? I?m here a lot anyway. My roommate usually returns from his
frat house drunk and I?ve got the feeling he and his friends have been
spending a lot of time with Miss Mary Jane.?

Too distracted by Jamie?s suggestion to move in, he didn?t process the
euphemism that he had used, ?Miss Mary Jane???

?Marijuana aka Mary Jane, you?ve heard of it right??

?Sorry, just caught me off guard. If you really want to move in, I won?t
stop you.?

?Cool, I?ll talk to housing tomorrow and move in over the weekend.?


A few weeks after Jamie had become his roommate, Gabe was sleeping in on a
Friday because him early class had been cancelled. Suddenly, the phone cut
through the peaceful silence that had fallen over the room. Answering the
phone, he immediately recognized the voice as his mom and that she had been
and probably was still crying.

With the following words any remaining peacefulness was obliterated:
?Honey, Mamaw died last night.?

After pushing back the tears while packing, Gabe left a simple note for
Jamie before heading to his decade old car to begin the 4 hr drive home to
the farm. ?I had to go home for the weekend.  Should be back Sunday night
late or Monday morning. G?


Mamaw had been special to many people and she had been a traditionalist of
sorts. She once said, ?The moon better set at least three times from the
time I die to you put me in the ground or by God I?m gonna come back and
haunt whoever plans my funeral. ?

Gabe thought that even though she had passed away during the night, they
were pushing it to bury her on Sunday afternoon as he was walking through
the funeral home on Saturday morning. He had awoken that morning crying
over the lost of his grandmother and longing for a whiff of the ?Jamie
Smell.? Scanning the hallway quickly looking for his older sister, he
caught a glimpse of something that looked familiar. Looking back, it was
unmistakable: Jamie?s green eyes. Moving towards the eyes, he realized that
not only was Jamie there, but so was Sarah Beth. Before he could say
anything to either, Jamie spread out his arms and pulled Gabe into a hug.

?Why didn?t you tell me your grandmother had died?? whispered Jamie into
his ear.

With that, all of the emotions he had been holding back for the last 24 hrs
came flooding out. He was safe in Jamie?s arms smelling his scent. Over the
next day and a half, Jamie never really left Gabe?s side even convincing
him to stay at the motel with him and sitting with the family during the
funeral service. That night in the motel room, Gabe told Jamie that his
grandmother was the one that named him Gabriel because he was her angel.

As it was getting close to time for the friends to leave for school, Gabe
remembered that he had driven home in his car and would have to drive it
back and be separated from Jamie. Almost telepathically knowing what he was
thinking, Jamie said, ?I?ve made arrangements to have your car transported
back to school in the morning. You are flying back with Sara Beth and me on
the jet.?

That night as he fell into his bed in the dorm room, he knew that he was
truly, madly and deeply in love with Jamie. He also knew that Jamie thought
of him as a friend and maybe even like the brother he never had. No matter
what happened, he knew that his life had made a turn for the better when he
met him.


The following Saturday morning, Gabe realized that he had made a serious
mistake earlier in the week. He had let it slip that he wished that he was
more athletic and fitter. At 5:30 am, Jamie was shaking him awake and
telling him to get up and get ready to hit the gym when it open at 6 am.

After stumbling into the University?s fitness center, Gabe spent the next 3
? hrs being the one tutored. Jamie slowly and methodically took Gabe
through every piece of cardio and weight lifting equipment. After the tour,
Jamie put Gabe on the treadmill for 30 mins ?to get the heart pumping? he
said with a sly smile. After the walk, Gabe was sweating profusely and
could barely move his legs. Then the real torture began. Jamie took out a
brand new notebook that had 750 sheets of paper in it.

?On the first sheet of paper we are going to record your max-out tests that
we are about to do on every piece of machinery here.  After that, you will
record each day?s routine including weights, sets and reps and cardio on a
new sheet of paper. We will work out three times a week with Saturday?s
being a double day with twice the work? said Jamie,? When the notebook is
full, if you want too, I?ll let you quit, but not before.?

Quickly doing the numbers in his head, Gabe realized that Jamie was talking
about almost 5 yrs worth of trips to the gym. 5 years of getting up early
on Saturdays. And them a pleasant thought, 5 yrs of spending time with
Jamie.

After the max-out tests, Gabe was almost too sore to move. He made it back
to the dorm, took a long hot shower and ate the food (if that is what you
call it) that Jamie gave him. Then he crashed and woke up on Sunday
morning.


A week or so before Thanksgiving, Gabe began to dread going home for the
holiday. Mamaw had always hosted the lunch and cooked most of the food. It
just wouldn?t be the same. Plus, he was thinking that Jamie was going to be
out of the state at his parents? home. Mentioning it one night while out
with Sara Beth and Jamie, he was surprised by Jamie saying,? Why don?t you
come with me? My parents are going to meet me in the Capital this year and
spend Thanksgiving with my mom?s parents. ?

At first Gabe was happy about it and then he remembered that the mom?s
parents were also the state?s Governor and First Lady; but like the
tutoring and the working out, Jamie refused to take no for an answer. When
all was said and done, Gabe was glad he went and realized that he had never
worn suits more in his life than he did in the five days they were in the
Capital City.


After the return to school from the Thanksgiving Holiday, the semester was
winding down and the winter break was approaching. Gabe made up his mind
that he had to go home for Christmas and be with his family. It was going
to be hard going home because during the semester he had accepted the fact
that he was gay, lost his Mamaw, came out to Sara Beth and fallen
completely in love with Jamie, his straight roommate, who he wouldn?t see
for a month. When Gabe told Jamie of his decision, Jamie didn?t say
anything except that he had found a gym in Gabe?s hometown and paid a month
membership for him.

They communicated by emails and instant messages (Jamie had given Gabe a
new laptop as a Christmas gift), so Gabe was surprised when his mom woke
him up early on Christmas morning telling him he had a phone call. When he
said, ?Hello?? it was Jamie?s voice that responded. They talked for the
next hour or so about different things, but mostly just bs?ed each
other. Finally, after Gabe heard what sounded like two car doors shutting
in sequence and a car driving away, Jamie told Gabe to look out the
window. When he did, setting in the driveway was a brand new silver BMW
roadster (his dream car) with a huge red ribbon on it. As he began to cry
tears of joy, Gabe heard ?Merry Christmas,? the phone click dead and his
mother scream in excitement.

After getting dressed, Gabe walked down the stairs and out the door to look
at his new car with his parents and siblings. As he walked around it, he
realized it was the model that cost more than his parents? house and all
their cars combined. When he walked around the back and saw the license
plate, emotion overtook him and his legs gave out on him. The plate read:
ANGEL.

Over the next week, Gabe had attempted to call Jamie, sent emails that went
un-replied to and instant messages that were ignored. Gabe began to wonder
if the car was a goodbye gift from Jamie; an ending to their friendship.

New Year?s Eve rolled around and one of his old friends invited him to a
party. He didn?t much feel like going, but he decided that it would keep
his mind off of Jamie. The night crept along. Gabe was physically at the
party, but his mind was a million miles away. Slipping into a daydream, he
dreamt that Jamie came up behind him and wrapped his muscular arms around
him before turning him around and kissing him deeply just as the clock
announced the New Year. Gabe was shaken out of his dream by the vibration
of his cell phone in his hand. Not even looking at the caller ID, he
answered the phone and said,? Hello?? as he heard the final seconds of the
new year announced on both ends of the phone line. As the first strains of
?Auld Lang Syne? started, Jamie said,? Happy New Year, Gabriel? and hung
up. While it wasn?t a kiss, Gabe had gotten to spend the first moments of
the New Year with Jamie even if it was only over the phone.


Two weeks later, they were both back at school and the mundaneness of
another semester set-in.  Gabe had gotten onto Jamie for spending too much
money on him and Jamie had congratulated Gabe for sticking to his workout
routine during the vacation. At this point the weight had started to pour
off of Gabe and he was feeling better about himself. Classes were going
well and he was even starting to go out on dates. He loved Jamie but he
felt that it was a one way street.


Spring break for most college kids is supposed to be some major
event. Cancun, Daytona Beach, etc had developed a reputation for drinking,
sex and other forms of debauchery that was know around the world.  Gabe?s
plans for Spring Break were much different: stay at school in the dorms and
get the majority of the biology research paper written that wasn?t due
until two weeks before the end of the semester.

?You?ve never seen blue water, right Gabe?? asked Sarah Beth one night a
few weeks before spring break while she, her boyfriend Max, Jamie and Gabe
were splitting a pizza at Florence?s Pizzeria.

?Nope,? replied Gabe.

?You?re joking?? questioned Jamie.

?I?ve been the Gulf Coast a few times, but no blue water there.?

?Sarah Beth and Max, what are ya?ll?s plans for spring break?? asked Jamie.

?We really hadn?t thought much about it. Probably the usual college spring
break route, why?? responded Sarah Beth.

?Well my family has a private beach house in the U. S. Virgin Islands. I?ll
arrange for the jet and we can all fly down as soon as we finish our last
class next Friday.?

?Really?? replied Max and Sarah Beth in unison.

Only Gabe was quiet. Less than six months earlier, he had been overweight
and afraid to take his shirt off in front of other people. Now, he stomach
was pretty much flat, but he was still nervous out being in a tropical
beach setting with Jamie and Max, who was an amateur bodybuilder. Max,
short for Maximus, was a junior and also known around the university as the
Italian Stallion.

His apprehension only got worse when he discovered that Max had only packed
Speedo?s and Jamie thongs that they were both filling out very well.  The
real icebreaker for the week came on Sunday when Sarah Beth announced that
she wasn?t going to be the only one walking around with her chest covered
on a private beach and immediately removed her bikini top.

On the Friday of their trip, Jamie remembered a great open air dance club
on the beach a few miles away. Gabe almost fainted when Jamie walked out of
his room wearing only a pair of bleached-white button-fly denim jeans and a
silver metal choker around his neck. They both contrasted dramatically with
his olive complexion that had only gotten darker after a week in the
Caribbean sun. The waistband of the jeans had either been removed or never
existed leaving only the frayed edge of the jeans. Because of this, the
jeans sat about an inch and a half lower on his hips than normal and
defiantly reveled that Jamie had nothing on under the jeans.  When Jamie
turned around, Gabe got a clear view of the top of his muscular and tanned
derri?re. Gabe didn?t rest well that night thinking about the way Jamie
looked in the jeans and finally waking to find himself once again covered
in his own semen.


When April rolled around, two major events happened. One was Gabe?s
upcoming birthday. In the weeks leading up to the birthday, Gabe told Jamie
that he would refuse any gift that cost Jamie money except maybe a meal: no
cash, clothes, electronics or automobiles. Jamie said ok.  Gabe again told
him that he felt that he had spent too much on him already and didn?t want
him to spend more. His continued friendship was the best gift he could get.

The other event happened one week before the birthday. It was their first
fight and it was a huge fight. Gabe came in one day and noticed that Jamie
seemed to be thinking about something and started to ask him something and
quit. After numerous false starts, Jamie finally blurted out, ?Are you
gay??

Gabe?s heart sank through the floor. His stomach was turning
flips. However, he mustered up the courage and said,? Yes.?

?You don?t think this is something that I should know? Something I have to
find out by accident?? continued Jamie, ?I borrowed your computer today and
found the websites you had been visiting. Does Sara Beth know?

?Yes?

?So Sara Beth is a better friend than I am? She is someone more worthy of
your trust? Did she tell you that I?m the one that talked her into coming
to your grandmother?s funeral? Has she ever invited you to her families?
home?? exclaimed Jamie.

Before Gabe could answer, Jamie stormed out of their room and didn?t return
until Gabe was already in bed.  Gabe was heartbroken and the next week was
absolute hell. Jamie rarely spoke to him and never looked at him. Gabe was
dreading his birthday.

Finally, Sara Beth told him that she had decided that he needed a break for
his birthday. She had rented a honeymoon suite at the fanciest hotel in the
city starting on Friday night.  They were going to have dinner in the suite
and then it would be his for the rest of the weekend. He didn?t say much,
but packed his bag for the weekend. Jamie was in the room when he left but
didn?t say anything to him.

The dinner was very good and Sara Beth stayed for a little while after the
meal. After she left, Gabe was feeling tired as he hadn?t slept well the
last week. Before getting into the huge king-sized bed, he decided to take
a long hot shower. While the hot water cascaded over a body he had worked
hard for over six months to develop and hardly recognized, he felt the
presence of someone else. Slipping into the often similar daydream, Gabe
felt Jamie?s arms wrap around him from behind. He felt Jamie?s lips on his
neck and his cock moving up and down the crack of his ass. Slowly, one of
Jamie?s hands moved up to one of his nipples and another down to his cock
and slowly and lovingly stroked him until he came in the most explosive
orgasm he had ever know. He felt his legs go weak. Why wasn?t he falling?

?Happy Birthday Gabriel, My Angel!? Gabe heard whispered into his ear
before the mouth it came out of returned to kissing his neck. In that
moment, he realized that none of it had been a daydream. Turning around, he
looked up into Jamie?s green eyes for just a second before Jamie leaned in
and started the long anticipated first kiss. In that second, he saw
something. He saw LOVE!

After the kiss that seemed to go on for ages, Jamie dried Gabe and himself
off and led him to the bedroom where the covers had been thrown back and
the room was lit by dozens of white candles. Lowering Gabe onto his back,
Jamie moved over him and started to kiss him again. Breaking the kisses
momentarily, Jamie apologized for the past week telling him it had all been
a plan to set-up this evening. He didn?t want their first night together to
be in their dorm room and didn?t know how to get him to the hotel without
disclosing his plans. He also knew that Gabe would never willingly go if he
knew the suite was costing Jamie 3 grand a day. Returning to his lips
momentarily, Jamie started slow a journey down Gabe?s torso that took him
past both nipples and through the trench recently formed by Gabe?s newly
discovered abs and ending up at his cock. Before he knew it, Jamie had deep
throated his 7 ?? cock and was quickly bringing him to another
orgasm. Gabe?s senses overloaded as his body was rocked by the intenseness
of the orgasm that followed the insertion of Jamie?s middle finger in this
ass finding his prostate gland. It was infinitely more powerful than the
one he had experienced less than a half hour before.

As he came down from his high, he rose up to meet the advancing lips of
Jamie. Soon after the kiss began, he realized that he tasted his own cum.
When the kiss was broken he looked up into Jamie?s eyes. Jamie spoke, ?My
angel, I want to be your first and I want you to be my first, but there is
something you should know before we begin.? Taking Gabe?s hand, Jamie
placed it on his throbbing cock. Immediately, Gabe looked down at what his
hand could not even begin to surround. It had to be a foot long and as
thick as a can. When Jamie began to speak, Gabe returned to his eyes.

?I don?t want to hurt you, but there is no way that there won?t be some
pain.?

?I?m ready as long as I can stay lost in your eyes.?

With that Jamie moved down and rimmed Gabe until he thought he was relaxed
enough to proceed. Moving back up, Jamie re-established eye contact and
carefully entered Gabe. Jamie slowly and gently made love to Gabe for what
seemed like hours of pleasure before they both went over the edge at the
same time. As soon as Jamie regained his composure and while still in Gabe,
he looked him in the eye and said, ?I love you and have since the day I
caught you checking out my ass outside chemistry class.? Jamie reached over
to the night stand. From the drawer, he pulled out a little box. When he
opened it, it had two matching white gold rings with their names and
today?s date, Gabe?s birthday, on the inside. They slipped the rings on
each other?s left ring finger.

This only added to Gabe?s high. The last orgasm seemed to be more intense
than all the previous orgasms he had ever had combined. They rested awhile
in each others arms even falling asleep for a period.

Gabe awoke lying on his back feeling an entirely unfamiliar sensation.
Jamie had his back to Gabe and was fucking himself with Gabe?s cock. The
last words spoken by either of them that night came shortly after Gabe
pushed Jamie unto his stomach without them ever stopping and wrapped his
hand around Jamie?s left hand that was currently stroking Jamie?s cock in
such a way that their rings were touching. Those words were:

?Oh yeah, Gabe! Fuck me harder!?

Gabe?s dream had come true and so had Jamie?s, Gabe would later find out.