Date: Sun, 6 May 2012 08:16:04 +0100
From: Gary Davies <justdave68@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Well That Was Unexpected 7

O.K., the usual warnings apply: This story contains sex between males of
consenting age, and if your state or country does not allow such material
to be read, or you are offended by male-on-male sex and you are under the
age of 18, please leave this story now. Otherwise, enjoy Josh's continuing
journey!

Written by David S

Edited by Russ J

E-mail justdave68@hotmail.co.uk

Well That Was Unexpected

By Dave S

Chapter 7

What can I say? Yeah, I have strong feelings, but the "L" word! Is that
what I am feeling? My head is spinning! Cal has just said he thinks he
loves me, and I am lost for words. It's just hanging there...what do I say
back? Do I just say it back, when I am not sure? Or, do I be honest and
hurt his feelings?

But then he said, "Josh it's just me, I know what I just said is sudden,
but I said I would be honest, and I am to you and to myself. I do think I
love you." He said it again! What do I say? God! Please, help me!!!

"Calumn!! Cal, I honestly don't know what to say to that. Yes, I have
feelings for you, but I don't know what they are. I have nothing to compare
it with. I don't know what love is. What you said...it makes me feel weird,
but not in a bad way. Can you give me time to figure out what I am feeling?
If it is love you will be the first to know, I promise you!"

And he kissed me softly on the lips and said, "Josh, I have never, and I
mean never, felt like this for anyone, and that shocks me. We have only
known each other for a few weeks, so yes, I will wait, I will wait for as
long as you need." And he kissed me again, and slowly we drifted off to
sleep in each other's arms and it just felt right.



...

We awoke at around 7.10am, and he decided he wanted to have a morning
fumble, and after last night's activities I wasn't going to deny him that
opportunity.

He slid a finger inside me, and I was still quite ready and willing, as my
body relaxed with the welcome intrusion. He slid a condom on and lubed it
up, moving over me. I just spread my legs, giving him access; he leaned
into me, locking in on my lips as he entered me. A loud moan escaped my
lips as he kissed me, with the motion of him sliding in and out of me
slowly drove me wild.

He started making longer strokes, almost pulling out and then quickly
pushing all the way into me, and again slowly withdrawing and again, with
force, pushing all the way into me. He carried on doing this for several
minutes, and eventually I could feel myself getting close; the only thing I
was doing with my hands was holding onto my lover's back, as he was
pleasuring me to the brink of orgasm. "Oh God, Cal, I'm gonna...ahhhhhhhhh
ohhhh ahhhhhhh," I shot all over his and my chests, literally exploding out
of my strained cock, as he also shot deep into me and we collapsed into
each other. I knew at that moment, without a shadow of a doubt, I wanted
Cal to be a permanent fixture in my life. Last night I had doubts, but
after sleeping on this question I no longer have those doubts. And, while
he was again kissing my face, I held out my hand to stroke his perfect face
and his jet-black hair.

I kissed his lips and spoke lovingly to him like he deserved to be talked
to, "Cal...I think I love you also." He grabbed my face and kissed me with
more passion than I had ever known. I knew I loved this person with all of
my heart, and for once I didn't care who knew. "Josh I do love you, and it
makes me the happiest guy to know you share my feelings." He kissed me
again and snuggled into me.

I was dressed eventually, and not without a struggle, and had to make
promises that I would be back in the afternoon, as he wanted me to top him,
and I for one am looking forward to that encounter with my boyfriend, my
lover, my life!!

I got back to my dorm just as Dale was walking towards me. "Dirty. Stop,
out," he whispered, and I just smiled, and that smile did not leave my
face. "Come on...details," he asked. "Hang on. Scratch that," he laughed,
as we entered my room, and was surprised to see Todd awake, "You coming for
a run as well?" He looked at me and just shrugged, "Am I invited?" he
asked. "Always, dude," Dale answered, and he got up, went to his drawer and
grabbed a pair of shorts, and went to the bathroom to get changed.

"So when are you moving out?" Todd asked, and I looked shocked at the
question, wondering where this came from. "Do you want me out?" I asked,
really wanting to know the answer. "No, I just thought that, with `tall,
dark, and handsome' having a spare bed, you would be out of here. And
besides, you have been there more than here, so I think it's a legitimate
question," he replied, with a lot of words without taking a breath.

"I am getting to know my boyfriend, that's all," I replied. "BOYFRIEND!!!"
they said in tandem. Oop's. I let that out of the bag, big style!!

"Yeah, boyfriend," I said, in a low voice. "W O W," Todd said. "You sure?"
he said. "Yes. Most definitely," I replied, with that goofy smile
returning. "He loves me; he told me last night," I started, so I may as
well finish, shouldn't I? "And what about you?" Dale asked, like me, a
naturally nosy person who lives for the latest gossip, except this was his
best friend, and we agreed there would be no more secrets.

"Well, first off, yes, he does have a spare bed, and it will stay that way
for now. I do not have any plans to move out, okay Todd? And...Yes...I
think I do love him; I am sorry if that hurts you, but he makes me smile."

Todd stood up and crossed the room, standing right in front of me, not two
inches from my face, and kissed my forehead. "Josh, I am happy for you. I
truly am. And, if Cal keeps that smile on your face, he is okay in my
book," he said, with kindness in his words, and a tear in his eye. Todd
stepped away, wiping his eyes on his sleeve, and then I was approached
quickly by Dale, who just wrapped his arms around me. "Are you sure he's
what you want?" he said, again like Todd, with a tear in his eye. "Yes
Dale, I want him in my life, in every way, and that's a hard thing for me
to admit to, but yeah, I want him," and, again, the goofy smile returned.

He held me for a few moments and I could feel the affection my friends were
showing me and I loved them both for it. I knew despite recent events that
I could always depend on them, and hopefully that would never be in doubt
again.

"Okay, about this run!" Todd snapped us back to maledom from soppysod land
and we headed out to do our run.

After running for about 40 minutes we stopped by my tree for a break, and
Todd spotted Candice walking along the footpath with two guys he did not
recognise. As he was still bitter and couldn't help himself, he shouted,
"HEY DUDES!!! IF YOU'RE LUCKY, SHE WILL SUCK YOU OFF FOR A BITE OF YOUR
TOFFEE APPLE!!!!" Dale was rolling on the grass pissing himself, as
obviously Todd had filled him in on Candice's night of blow jobs at the
frat house.

"YEAH AND YOUR GAY FRIEND WILL SUCK YOUR DICK FOR A SNIFF OF YOUR JOCK!"
was the reply, and Todd saw red. I grabbed him and calmed him down, "Dude,
that was a good comeback," I told him, and he just smiled and he agreed
with me. "Yeah she's quick, but still a slut," he replied. "WEAR RUBBERS!
SHE AIN'T WORTH A DOSE!!!" he retorted, and we continued our run for
another couple of miles with a satisfied smirk right across Todd's face,
and Dale unable to contain his amusement.

"So what do you plan on doing today, Josh?" asked Todd. "Cal," I replied,
with a chuckle in my words, "TOO MUCH INFORMATION DUDE!!!!!!" came the
shout, and now it was my turn to piss myself laughing and my two best
friends—the guys I trust with my life—joined me in my laughter, both
ruffling my hair.

Back in the room we were discussing our plans for the following day. Dale
was going to use our room, for what purpose only God and his priest will
ever know, as Todd and I are heading back to Boston for the weekend. The
conversation with my family I know need's to happen, but I am dreading it
none the less, as I know there will be disappointment. I think mom will be
ok, I think so anyway, but dad and Lucas, well that's my concern.

"Okay guys, see you later. I'm heading to Cal's," I informed them. "Don't
wear yourself out. Remember, you only get one dick, so use it wisely," Todd
said, whilst again mocking me with laughter, and I couldn't help myself,
and retorted with "at least I didn't take a date to a frat party to blow
half the house now did I?"  (Tumbleweeds seemed to drift by in the pause at
that moment.)  And then...fits of laughter from both Todd and Dale and
cushions and pillows came flying in my direction. "You shit!" Todd
yelled. "See you later. Love you guys!" I shouted as I left.

Knocking on Cal's door was always a blessing, `coz when he opened the door
I always saw the vision of pure perfection. Except not this time. It was
obvious he had been crying, and I wrapped my arms around him and asked what
was wrong. "My dad's dead," he responded. "I know he hated me, but I still
loved him, despite the way he treated me," he continued. "How? When? Is
your mother okay?" I asked with concern for my boyfriend's state of
mind. "That's what hurts, Josh; he died of a heart attack last week," he
said with a tinge of anger. "Grandpa rang me this morning. He was only told
last night, when mom called after the service. She did not want us there to
taint his memory, she claimed."

"I am very sorry, Cal. I truly am," I whispered, into his ear, whilst
holding him tight to my chest. "She can be so cold, you know," he said. "I
mean yeah, she's proved that she hates me, but to not let his parents know
their only son had died! That's just vindictive."

I looked at my boyfriend. I know he loved his dad in some way, but not
being allowed to attend the service by his own flesh and blood—the woman
that bore him—was too much. It made me thankful for the great
relationship I have with my parents.

"Is there anything you need me to do?" I asked, still holding him, standing
in his room rocking slightly from side to side. "Just this," he
replied. "What do you mean?" I replied. "Just hold me like this; it feels
good," he answered.

We moved over and sat on his futon; he fell into my arms, and I held him
once again to my chest. I could hear him sobbing ever so slightly onto my
chest. I could feel his grief. He should have been able to say his goodbyes
to his father, and been there for his Mother, but she denied him that
right, and I can't imagine what he is feeling regarding his grandparents at
this moment.

"I have to go home for a few days," he announced, "just to see they're
okay," he said. And I know he needs to do this, as his grandparents are his
only family, and he feels protective of them. Getting this sort of news is
certainly a hell of a shock to the system. "You going today?" I asked,
thinking I already knew the answer. "I have to, I need to. I know we had
plans, but Josh, I need to be there," he said, while holding onto me, not
wanting to let go.

"Cal, they are your family, and, yes, you do need to make sure they are
okay. I understand that, so go now and be with them," I informed him,
whilst softly kissing the top of his head.

We talked for about an hour, sitting at the bus station, waiting for his
bus to take him back to Scarsdale so he could be with his family. It had me
thinking of mine, and the conversations I need to have. I watched him
leave, as he sat in the window seat, mouthing I love you while looking at
me, and I returned the sentiment, believing he will be okay, and wondering
if not far from now, would he consider me family?

I just got into my room when my phone rang. I thought it would be Cal, but
the number was not his.

"Hello," I asked

"Hey bro, it's been ages since we talked," Lucas said, and a smile returned
to my once sad expression.

"Lucas, new phone?" I asked.

"Yeah, dad bought it for me so he can stalk me by text," he said, whilst
slightly laughing.

"You dating yet bro? You've been there a month, you have to have hooked up
by now," he exclaimed.

What can I say not to sound like a recluse at college? I will have that
conversation! But, face-to-face, not over the phone.

"Well sort of, I will explain tomorrow, okay dude," I replied, hoping he
would let it drop. But he is like me, a nosy little shit, so I guess I knew
what was coming even before he started. I was wrong!

"Sort of, what sort of answer is that?" he asked. "Are you dating, yes, or
no?" he asked again, and me not knowing quite what to tell him.

"It's complicated that's all, Lucas I will explain tomorrow okay?" hoping
he would drop it for now.

Like so many before him, he shocked me with his reply, "Are you ashamed of
him are something?" Those words had me panicking and my heart pounding
inside my chest, and I asked, "What was that, bro, I didn't quite hear
you?" and me listening, hoping at least that today I had misheard him. "I
said are you ashamed of him!!" he repeated.

"How did you know?" I asked softly, waiting for an answer.

"Know about what bro?" he asked, me thinking he is trying to be a smart
ass.

"You said `him'," I replied. "Josh, you are gay, so of course it would be a
him...Dumbass."

"You know I am gay?" I asked, and wondering if Todd had let it slip when he
went back for his kid brother's birthday.

"Yeah, bro, I have known for a few months. Don't shit yourself over it
dude," he informed me, with no menace in his words. It was just Lucas being
Lucas, and I loved that about him. He spoke his mind and, as I said, I just
love that about him.

"How do..." he cut me off.

"Kyle," he said. "He has a big mouth," he continued.

"Oh, shit, sorry," I said. "What for?" he asked. "You must hate me," I
continued, my heart still in my throat.

"Josh, bro, you were Josh when you were here, you are josh when you are
there, you will still be my Josh when you come home. I love you bro. Gay!
Straight! Who gives a shit? You are still my hero! My big brother, and
nothing will ever change in that regard. Okay?" he said with feeling and
anger that I ever thought he would hate me.

"I love you too Lucas, always have, always will. Know that, bro," I replied
with feeling.

"So, this complicated date thing. Who is he, and why complicated?" he asked
me.

"It's not complicated now, as you know about me bro," I replied. "His name
is Calumn, and he is actually my boyfriend, bro!" I told him, hoping he
wouldn't be shocked.

"That's fucking awesome, Josh!" he yelled. "Fucking good for you," he
continued.

"Thanks Lucas, I mean that," I replied, "Lucas?" I said. "Yeah, bro?" he
answered.

"I am telling mom and dad tomorrow," I said.

(Silence...nothing said for about a minute.)

"Lucas," I said,

"Yeh bro, I am still here," he answered.

"You sure you are ready to do that Josh?" he asked with concern.

"I don't want to hide this anymore Lucas; I will be 20 soon, and I need to
do this now," I said, hoping for some support, and I continued, "Besides, I
want them to meet Cal, sooner rather than later," I said.

"Well, okay bro, I will be here when you tell them, okay?" he informed
me. "What time will you get back anyway?" and I told him Todd's schedule,
and the approximate time we should get back—unless traffic was
bad—and agreed to text him when I was close.

"Love you bro. See you tomorrow," Lucas ended, and the phone line went
silent.

A broad smile came over my face, as one of tomorrow's hurdles had already
been sorted, and the relationship I had with my brother was as solid as
ever. I was hoping it would be the same with mom and dad.

About four hours later I received a call from Cal letting me know he was
back home and his grandparents were okay, pissed off at his mom, but happy
to see him, and he was happy to see them. He told me he would be away for
about a week, and that he would miss me. We agreed to call several times a
day, as the sound of each other's voice soothed us both.

Todd came back shortly after that call and asked me what I was doing
here. I explained the day's events regarding Cal's dad, and the call I
received from Lucas. "Fucking Kyle again?" he shouted. And I continued the
rest of the day's events.

We set the alarm for 8am so we could get a run in before we hit the road
back to Boston and that inevitable conversation.



To be continued...

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comments and ideas are always welcome.

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Dave