Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2014 03:53:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: "e_bacrot@yahoo.com" <e_bacrot@yahoo.com>
Subject: Grad Party Taylor Part 1

    Another story, this was a fun one to write, because it was a fun
experience.  So this story occurs about 2-3 years after I graduated
college, so it would have been 2002/2003 or so, it was summer so I guess I
was 23 years old.  I was working with my father at his company while I
figured out what I wanted to do with my life.  It wasn't so bad, good money
and I got a lot of freedom to do what I wanted to.  Justin (from my other
story) was doing his thing, he was a junior going into his senior year I
think, and we still hung out a lot.  He had met a girl and was getting
pretty serious with her.  I had a sort of steady thing with someone I had
met a few months earlier prior to when this story takes place.  She would
actually end up being my wife, but at the time I had doubts and thought
about not seeing her anymore.  This turns out to be the last serious long
term encounter with another guy in my life.  I don't mean serious as in we
started dating, but serious as in it happened over a period of time and
real sex was involved, not just drunk fooling and such.  I know I'm kinda
bouncing around with stories on the timeline, and I do have a couple more
from college and one worth telling from highschool, but I guess its just
whatever mood I get in and which one I want to write about. I had never met
him before and it turned out to be just a random encounter set up by the
stars.  I had no hopes or dreams of hooking up with someone that day, and I
wasn't really looking to be honest, but when chance gives you a chance, why
not right?  So for people who haven't read my other stories about my
college experiences, I'm 6 foot even, buzzed light brown hair, chin goatee,
good build , green eyes, 7 inch cut dick, good thickness.  So now that is
out of the way.

Anyway, it was a weekend and a friend I went to college with, Lucas,
invited me over for his younger sister's high school graduation party at
his house.  We played hockey together in college, and lived one town away
from each other now that we were back home.  I say one town, but it was
really 2 mins away, we both lived on the lines of our respective towns.
Funny though, we never met each other in highschool although we lived so
close to each other.  His town played in a different league, so we never
played hockey against each other back then.

So I arrived a little early and helped set up the place.  Lucas just used
his sister's grad party as an excuse to get some of the team back together
and get shitfaced and hang out.  And his plan worked.  Only thing I hated
was family coming over to me and trying to guess which cousin or nephew or
whatever family member I was.  Lucas and I looked pretty similar, we were
both the same height, build, and had the same haircut. His hair was a
little lighter than mine, but that wasn't enough to stop people from
telling me they remembered when I was only 3 months old and fed me a
bottle.  So, speaking of a bottle, I just smiled and nodded at the old
folks, grabbed a beer and sat down at one of the tables.  It was outside in
the backyard of his house; pool, nice yard, they had a tent set up....it
had a cool feel to it.

Lucas: So who did she think you were?

Me: Michael I think?  No clue.

Lucas: Just tell them who you are and that you aren't family dude, they'll
leave you alone.

Me: Nah this is more fun, plus they seem to be enjoying it haha.

He laughed and his sister came over and hugged me, I gave her a card and we
chatted a bit.  As a bi guy, she was very attractive and I would have put a
play on her if she wasn't both 17 and Lucas' sister.  Plus, she was going
off to college and she would figure all that shit out on her own.  She gave
me a kiss on the cheek and said she would see me around later.  Lucas was
giving me a death stare.

Lucas: Off limits Brandon.

Me: haha I know.

Lucas wanted to show me his new truck out front, so we walked around to
look at it.  I mean "new" by 7 years old, but new to him.  It was a nice
truck, really clean and looked like it was in very good shape.  People kept
arriving while we were out front drinking, me listening to him brag about
his truck.  A car pulled up and a kid got dropped off by his parents to go
to the party.  I looked at him through my sunglasses from an angle, not bad
at all.  No one else had caught my eye yet, but this kid was pretty hot.  I
had to look away though, if he got dropped off by his parents, he is
probably 16 or something.  He looked around not sure where to go, so he
rang the front door bell.  I yelled over at him to go around back, no one
is gonna answer the door.  He said thanks, smiled at me and waved.  And
that was all I needed to see. This kid was definetly gay, no doubt about
it.  Maybe he didn't know it yet, but he was gay.

Me: Who was that kid?

Lucas: Who the fuck knows, one of my sisters friends I guess.

Me: oh I thought he might have been family or something.

Lucas: If he is, I've never seen him before.

Well that was good, he wasn't family.  Still only a handful of people in
the backyard, so Lucas and I just sat and had a beer chatting.  My little
friend was sitting at a table across from me with Luke's sister and a
couple other friends talking.  I had sunglasses on so I could pretty much
stare at him without him knowing it while Lucas was talking to me.  It was
almost like he could sense it and kept glancing over at me...I made no
movements to indicate I was watching him so he probably thought I was just
looking at Lucas while he talked.  He was young, I didn't know how young
yet; and I would never try something on someone underage, but looking isn't
a crime right?  I doubt he needed to shave yet, he was skinny and not very
tall, maybe 5'8" tops.  Dark blonde hair combed to the side and had thin
rimmed glasses.  He was dressed a little preppy, khaki shorts and a cotten
collared top.  The table got up and he stayed waiting for someone to tell
him to do something I guess (we were still setting up).  My phone rang, I
got up and it was one of my older brothers.  We just shot the shit for a
min and I was wandered around while I talked.  I ended up sitting at his
table and continued the conversation on the phone, not really looking at
him. He was looking at me and pulled out his phone like he was doing
something with it.  Interesting, he was either nervous (which was good), or
he was trying to impress me (which would be better).  This was 12 years
ago, so texting and smart phones weren't really a thing yet, the only thing
he could be doing on his phone besides talking would be very little.  I
ended the call and looked up to find him looking at me from across the
table.  I extended my hand.

Me: Hey man, I'm Brandon, Luke's friend from college.

He said his name, I couldn't understand him.  I asked him to say it again
and I finally got it, Taylor.

Taylor: Sorry, I stutter sometimes when I meet new people, nervous I guess
in situations like this.

Me: What situation, beautiful day, backyard party, friends....whats bad
about that?

Taylor: Nothing I guess, I've never been to her house before, never met her
parents, and don't know any of her other friends either.  We just play in
the band together.

Me: Oh nice, what instrument?

Taylor: Trumpet usually, but I can also play the trombone.

Me: Cool, well, settle down a bit, nothing to worry about here dude.  You
graduating too?

Taylor: Yes.

Me: No party for you at home?

Taylor: Well, my parents didn't want to have one, and that was fine with
me.  I'm not much of a party person, I just came today because she is a
good friend.  Which one is Luke, her brother?

I pointed him out.

Taylor: Wow, I've seen him a million times around town, I never knew that
she was his sister.

Me: So you 21 yet? Want a beer? (my attempt to gauge the age. I obviously
knew he wasn't 21)

Taylor: Haha, no I wish, I turned 18 last month.

Me: Oh so you can go to the store and buy me a pack of cigarettes at least.

He laughed, and I got up to do my thing with the other guys that had
arrived.  Well, at least I had more info on him even if I wasn't planning
on making a move.  But like I said before, he was gay, I had no doubt, not
that that is a guarentee he was interested in me or anything, but I would
just see how the night turned out and see what happens.  To be honest my
dick was stirring a little bit.  I hadn't been with another guy in awhile,
and having someone gay this close to me made me a little horny.  But, at
barely 18, it would be an awkward hookup if it happened.  I'd be explaining
a lot and telling him to calm down, relax, etc, and I hated that part.  I
liked it when two guys just wanted to fuck around, both having the same
intentions and motives in the meeting and enjoying the situation.  With
Taylor, he probably had no idea what he wanted exactly, only that he wanted
something.  Not that I was old and wise at 23 years old, but I knew enough
about encounters with younger guys to be very careful.  Part of me wanted
to help him out a little, the other part was the lustful animal inside that
wanted to just do whatever I could do to him that I could convince him into
doing.

I starting chatting with the guys, keeping my eye on Taylor through my
glasses.  He looked a little lonely at the table even though he was
surrounded by people.  He wasn't really into the conversations and it was
obvious that his only friend there was Luke's sister.  He glanced over at
me a couple times and being me, I wanted to help him out.  I waved him over
to our group.  He looked a little surprised, came over and stood in front
of us.

Taylor: Do you need something?

Me: Nah man, have a seat, you looked bored as shit over there.

He smiled and sat down, just listening to us jaw back and forth.

Me: You want some stiff ginger?

Taylor: Whats that?

Me: Its whiskey and ginger ale, parents won't be able to tell its anything
else in the cup.

Taylor: Yes please! (he said it in a comical way and the whole table
laughed)

So now Taylor was cooler than all the "cool" seniors at the other table.  I
guess its all relative, I thought I was cool in highschool too, then I look
back and think I was a stupid little boy hanging around with other stupid
little boys and girls.  I would love to go back now.  Put my brain and all
I have learned over the years into my 17 year old body and just enjoy it.
Even though I had a great time in highschool, I am pretty sure it would be
10 times better with an adult brain in my head.  Well, as adult as a 23 yr
old could be I guess.  So Taylor started drinking his drink and made a few
faces.  I don't think he knew what he was getting into, his experience with
alcohol was probably limited to taking sips from his dad's beer.

Me: Not a big fan of the ginger huh?

Taylor: No its ok, I mean I don't really drink much, especially not this.

Me: Well don't get shitfaced and make us have to explain things to your
parents later.

The table laughed again.  We got some cards and chips and started playing
poker.  The party just went on around us, we didn't really care.  This was
just an excuse for 5 guys who went to college together to have a good time.
Taylor got up to go mingle a little, I think he felt selfish for ignoring
Luke's sister....even though she was ignoring him earlier.  He got up and
left his drink.

Taylor: Save my seat, I'll be right back.

Me: Who is gonna steal it?

Taylor: I don't know, um, I guess I mean don't let anyone else sit there.

Me: (laughing) Will do chief.

He smiled and walked away.  I still felt a little dirty perving on him, he
looked about 15, honestly.  But after I watched his ass out of the corner
of my eye, I felt better about the situation.  He went inside and I didn't
see him for about 1/2 an hour.  He came out shirtless (towel around his
neck unfortunately, so not much of a look at him) with swim trunks on, I
guess he was going into the pool.  Well, this was my chance to get closer
to him.

Me: Hey Luca... (yes his name is Lucas, we called him that, Luke, Luca,
Luco, Sacul (backwards) all kinds of things).

Lucas: Yes sir?

Me: You got any swim trunks, I think I might take a little swim.

Lucas: Yea, in my room, in my closet on the shelf up top to the right in a
pile.  I have a bunch of them.

I was sucking at the poker game anyway, and I would have been out in 2 or 3
hands, so the other guys just kept playing.  I went upstairs and changed.
God Lucas was such a neat freak.  I thought I walked into a surgical room
when I opened his bedroom door. Of course I snooped around a little bit,
nothing of interest.  I changed, grabbed a towel and went back down.  I got
to the pool and no one was swimming.  Hmmm I thought.  I saw Taylor back in
his seat at our table.  I walked over.

Me: What happened to swimming?

Taylor: I guess in between me changing the group mind changed and they
didn't want to swim anymore.

Me: You still wanna swim?

Taylor: Sure, its hot out, you gonna swim?

Me: Yea, lets go.

We both got in slow, although it was hot out, the water was still really
cold.  I took a quick glimpse of him shirtless, not too bad.  He wasn't as
skinny as I thought, but not much muscle tone either.  Just an average
looking skinny kid body wise I guess, his face on the other hand was really
cute and he wore it really well.  I of course was strutting like a peacock,
trying to show off my body to him.  He was noticing too thankfully. So we
started playing water basketball.  Splashing each other, etc.  I would keep
a lookout while he took sips of my beer to make sure no one was looking.

Taylor: You must work out a lot I guess.

Me: Well not as much since college, but I keep busy.  Mostly from working
with my dad and fishing.

Taylor: Oh, I thought you and Lucas were still in college, with all your
friends here and everything?

Me: Nope, we all graduated a few years ago, we just used this party as an
excuse to get together and hang out.

Taylor: Cool, college was fun I guess huh?

Me: Oh yea, you have no idea.  Enjoy it, you only get one chance at it
dude.

Taylor: I'll do my best haha.

Me: I can give you a few tips if you want.  How to adjust, etc. (By now I
was thinking of another tip to give him).

Taylor: Sure, thanks.  Where do you live anyway?

Me: Its weird I actually live right down the street the town over, but Luke
and I didn't meet until college playing hockey together.

Taylor: Thats really weird, living that close and not even meeting each
other until a few years ago, you guys could have grown up together and been
best friends or something.

Me: Well, we are good friends now, but knowing Luke and his habits, I don't
think the "best friend" angle would have been in play haha.  We are very
different people.

He laughed and asked why, I explained Luke's weird habits with cleanliness
and punctuality.  He was a perfectionist and hated when things weren't just
the way he wanted them.  But he was still a good friend, and he kinda grew
out of some of his creepier habits over time in college.  Most of that was
due to yelling at other players in practice when they fucked up, he didn't
make a lot of friends early on with his personality.  But he was different
now, he kinda found a happy place he could exist in and ignored the little
things that bothered him before.

Taylor: So what do you do now?

Me: I work with my dad doing construction, I do commercial fishing too, and
I'm taking classes here and there towards my masters.  Just relaxing I
guess, no job out there that I want, no hurry either, and my dad really
wants me to take over for him when he retires.

Taylor: Well thats cool then, you have it all figured out.

Me: Ehh, not really.  No one has it figured out after leaving school.  I
guess just see where the wind takes me and enjoy life, right?  No steady
girl or kids yet, so just enjoying being able to explore a little bit, ya
know?

Taylor: Yea, I get that.  Thats kinda how I feel, I haven't picked a major
I'm interested in yet, I guess I'll just try and find one I love and run
with it.

Me: Good plan bud.  Can't go wrong with destiny.  Its when you plan too
much, shit always goes wrong. :)

He laughed and it was starting to get dark so we got out of the pool.  A
firepit was going so I told him I would meet him over at it later if he was
looking for me or wanted to hang out more.  He stuck by the kids in his
class for about 20 mins before he realized he really had nothing in common
with them and was being ignored everytime he opened his mouth to say
something.  He only knew Luke's sister from band and no one else.  I'm sure
he saw them around the school, but they weren't his friends.  I learned
later that she didn't even think he would come to the party, I'm glad he
did.  He wandered over and sat in a chair next to me.

Taylor: Well that was pointless.

Me: Yea, I saw you over there, don't worry about shit like that.
Everything changes when you go to college.

Taylor: Yea, easy to say, but I haven't experienced it yet, so its hard to
believe at this point.

Me: Your parents coming to get you soon?

Taylor: I was gonna sleep over here tonight, at least that was the plan
before.  I think I'll call them and have my dad pick me up.

Me: Well, slow down man, its still early.  Don't let that situation affect
the whole night.  Hang out a bit, and I'll give you a ride home on my way
if you want.

Taylor: Ok cool, yea that works, thanks Brandon...give me your keys so I
can put my stuff in your car now, which car?

Me: Black explorer to the left of the driveway, looks like it should be in
a junkyard haha. (The whole table laughed at that one)

He laughed and walked away.  I continued chatting with the guys by the fire
and Taylor came back to his seat.

Taylor: Ok, all set, thanks.

Me: No problem, when did you want to leave?

Taylor: Doesn't matter to me, I kinda want to have a beer if I could.

Not many parents outside now, but just in case I emptied out a can of coke
and poured a can of beer into it.

Me: Good to go.

I handed it to him.

Taylor: Thanks. (me smiled at me)

We were a little bit away from the fire, still close but enough distance
that we could just chat back and forth without other people hearing.  He
was drinking his coke can beer and looked a little depressed.

Me: Whats wrong with you?  Its a beautiful night, you are drinking a beer
by a fire.

Taylor: I just thought today would go different, meet some of her friends,
and she would introduce me and stuff.

Me: See all those guys over there around the fire?

Taylor: Yea

Me: I didn't meet any of them until after I left highschool.

Taylor: Whats your point?  You played hockey with them, of course you are
gonna hang out with them.

Me: Dude, we had 24 people on our team each year, I talk to maybe 8 of them
now total over 4 years of playing.  Its not an automatic thing with
friendship just because we played together.  I played with plenty of
assholes over 4 years too.

Taylor: Ok, I get your point, but it still sucks for me tonight.

He was right.  It did suck for him at that point, that night, and its easy
for someone who is older to explain how things turn out when they have gone
through it.

Taylor: So you have a girlfriend or anything?

Me: Well, kinda I guess, I've been seeing this girl for about 2 months, not
sure where we are going with it.  What about you?

Taylor: Me? no haha.  I kissed a girl at a middle school dance once, thats
about it.  Well to be honest, she actually sexually attacked me and I felt
like she was was trying to swallow me whole haha.

Me: hahaha, nice.  Guys can't sit around waiting for something, so I guess
she was tired of waiting and went after it.

Taylor: Yea thats so true.  I'd never have the balls to do something like
that.  But whatever, college is coming soon I guess and it will be
different.

Me: Well it will be different, but you still need to make the first move
sometimes.  Girls don't all of a sudden become sex hounds looking for dick.
Well, some do, but those really aren't the ones you wanna be with haha.

He laughed and snorted some beer out his nose.  He really was a good
looking kid.  A little underdeveloped, probably a late bloomer.  But he was
smart and confident, he just needed to steer that confidence in the right
direction.  He was comfortable talking with me, but that was only because
we had hung out during the day.  He needed to be that comfortable talking
to a stranger if his goal was to make friends and find someone to be with.
Again, even to this point in the night, I had no intention of hooking up
with him.  Just giving him some big brother type advice.  Believe me, if I
was looking for it, this story would have been a lot shorter.  I said
before, I knew he was gay, and thats cool with me, but I wasn't hunting him
or anything, just seeing where the night went.  Sex was the furthest thing
in my mind.  I'm trying to write this as if I was back in that mindset, but
obviously I knew what happened, so I kinda look back and pretend I wanted
him all night, but thats not true.

Taylor: I wanna get out of here.  I can't stand seeing them over there
having a fucking great time.  She isn't even wondering where I am, why the
fuck did she invite me?

Me: You got friends here dude by the fire.  I'll take you home if you want,
but its only 9pm, and its a Saturday.  You graduated today, you need to
enjoy it man.

Taylor: Well I'm not at all.

I got up to go the bathroom and said I would be right back.  I made eye
contact and nodded my head to a buddy of mine sitting at the fire to come
with me.  His name was Joe, we called him Hojoe, because he was a man whore
with women.  Big kid, 6'4" 250, but nicest guy you would ever meet off the
ice.  He was a kid of little words, so I knew he would be perfect for
this. I started pissing and looked over:

Me: Hojoe, the kid out there is pissed, his graduation has sucked so
far. He is being ignored and wants to leave.  You remember how cool it was
when you graduated high school right?  I'm thinking lets go back to my
house and do our own thing, give him a real party and shit.

Joe: Who is fucking with him?

Me: Easy kid, we aren't smacking heads, its just highschool drama bullshit.
He isn't the cool kid etc, people never expected him to show up to the
party.  Just thought since we are going back to my house after anyway, we
go a little earlier, and if he is up for it, make a little show for his
highschool friends to see to cheer him up.

Joe: I can do that.

Me: Cool.  Lemme talk to Lucas first, I don't know if he is coming or not.

We went outside and I sat back next to Taylor.

Taylor: Long piss huh.

Me: Yea, I had a talk with a friend too.  You wanna go home after this,
thats fine.  Couple of the guys are going back to my house for some after
party stuff, just hang out if you are interested.

Taylor: You are joking right?

Me: Nope, I'm not joking, say yes or no, thats the choice, make it now.
Yes back to my place for unlimited fun haha, or no for going back to your
house and feeling like shit alone for the rest of the night haha.

Taylor: Well, I guess Yes then. (He smiled)

Lucas ended up coming with us.  So it was me, 4 of my hockey buds and
Taylor standing up getting ready to go.  Enter Joe:

Joe: Well, good luck in college everyone, have fun, great party, we are
going to Brandon's house to have an after party.  Taylor, get your shit,
lets go.

Some of the kids at the other table got excited and got up to leave.  I
think they thought it was an invitation.

Joe: Woah, where you guys going?  That wasn't an invite, I was just
announcing where I was going with my friends.  We are going there, you are
staying here.

And that was that.  Joe left with a little smile on his face, and I punched
him in the ribs playfully.  He laughed and we wrestled a little on the lawn
before we got to our cars.  They followed me back on the 2 min ride to my
house.  Taylor was in the passenger seat just taking in the situation.

Taylor: Where are your parents?

Me: Probably home, who knows.  Dude, I'm 23 I don't need to worry about
stuff like that.  We have a finished basement, they don't bother me when I
am down there with friends.

So we got to my house at around quarter to 10 and headed down the stairs.
We had music on just chatting, my dad came down and said hello, didn't even
notice Taylor thankfully and went back up.  I handed Taylor a beer, no coke
can this time, and he cheered up a little bit.  We had a beer pong table
there, but didn't end up playing that night.  Playing video games, just
hanging out, but making sure Taylor was part of everything.  We had a mini
basketball hoop set up and were playing one on one.  I lost, and sat on the
couch next to Taylor.

Me: So this better?

Taylor: Fuck yea! (he laughed a little after)

Me: Good.

He was still wide eyed looking around at what was happening.  I leaned back
on the couch a little bit, I was getting tired and it was getting late.
The guys had to leave around midnight, and I needed to figure out a plan
for Taylor:

Me: Well, lets go, I'll take you home.

Taylor: I don't have to go home, they think I am sleeping over at Luke's
house anyway.

Me: Ehh..ok fine.  Get your shit out of the car, we'll stay down here
tonight, I'm not going up those stairs until tomorrow.

Taylor went out to the car and brought his stuff in while the boys were
heading out.  We had a big sleeper sofa and I pulled it out.  It wasn't out
of the ordinary that I just crashed downstairs after a workout or watching
TV.  I took my shirt and shorts off, so I was bare chested and had boxer
briefs on.  Taylor did the same and we hopped into bed with the TV on.  It
was after midnight now, and it was a long day already.  We were watching
something on TV and I was almost falling asleep:

Taylor: Thanks for today, and tonight it was awesome.

Me: No problem dude, glad you enjoyed yourself.

He smiled and looked over at me and his face got serious.  Well if he
didn't make a move at this point, it would never happen because I was tired
as shit.  He put his right hand on my thigh:

Taylor: Woah, is that from playing hockey?

Me: Yep, you looking for something down there?

Taylor: What do you mean?

Me: The thing thats a little futher up my leg?

Taylor: No no, I mean I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to feel
your muscle, you have big legs, it was just like feeling an arm muscle on a
guy.

Me: I think you did mean something, and its cool, might even pay off.

Taylor: What...no, no, I'm sorry, wait how is it gonna pay off, I don't
understand?

Me: Go for it dude, I'm good with it.  I'm tired and sleepy, but go for it
if thats what you want.

Taylor: Are you sure, I mean I didn't think feeling your leg would, well
get me into something...

Me: Stop talking, go get what you want.

He was really slow inching up my leg, almost like he was afraid of hurting
me or scaring me off.  He avoided touching my dick and just rubbed up and
down my legs and my chest a little.  I grabbed his hand and put it on my
dick through my underwear.

Me: I think this is where you want to be.

He sighed and I released my grip.  He started rubbing me through my boxer
briefs and I was getting really hard really quick.  It had been awhile with
a guy, and especially the fact it was an 18 year old recent highschool grad
who looked 15.

Taylor: Can I take it out?

Me: Don't ask me stuff like that bud, its your graduation party, just do
what you want.

He had no idea when he woke up that morning that he would have a better
graduation party than he could have imagined.  As he pulled my briefs down,
he whispered "Nice" and started to slowly stroke me.  I was almost asleep,
but I kept myself awake, or should I say my dick kept me awake.  He was
just looking at it while going up and down with his hand.  His other hand
was on his own junk working it inside his boxers.

Me: Dude, you need to do what you want quick, I'm about to fall asleep, we
can do more tomorrow if you want when I'm a little more charged up...but if
you don't wrap this thing up, I'm gonna fall asleep.

Taylor: What do I do?

Me: You are staring at my dick like a meal ready to eat, get on it if you
want.

And that was all the guidance he needed.  He plunged down on my tip and
started sucking me.  He couldn't get much in his mouth, but it didn't
matter.  He was an amateur, but it was still a pretty good blow job. He
kept up a good steady pace, nothing special, no ball licking or anything,
still not bad though.  If he was gay and wanted to please a guy, he would
need to learn a few things about blowing a guy.  I told him I was cumming
about 5 mins later and he took his mouth off.  He aimed my dick to the
right away from the bed and I shot up and all over the basement floor.  He
stroked a little bit longer and then decided to take a taste of the
leftovers on my dick.  He sucked a bit, cleaned off my dick and came up and
smiled.

Me: Not too bad huh.

Taylor: No, I was going to try and swallow it, but I thought your warning
was for me not to.

Me: Nah dude, it was just to give you a choice, did you get off?

Taylor: Yea, I came in my boxers while I was...doing it. (Well he would
need a shower tomorrow, that was for sure.)

Me: haha ok good, good night.

I turned the light and TV off, and I could tell Taylor was just awake
staring at the ceiling thinking.  I grabbed him and pulled him over to my
chest and wrapped my arm around him.  I would have done a little after sex
rubbing and hugging, but I was beat, it was time for bed.  He nestled into
my chest and went to bed too.  Never did get to see him naked fully, I
would fix that tomorrow.  Tomorrow was another day.

The big difference between Taylor and Justin (from my other story),
although they were both the same age when we met, was that Taylor was much
more emotionally stable at that age.  Even though he didn't have a lot of
friends and probably questioned his sexuality constantly at his age, he
never doubted who he was or what he did; he never tried to pretend to be
someone else.  Justin pretended to get by, Taylor just didn't really seem
to care if people thought he was different or an outcast, he just lived his
life and dealt with it.  He was certainly sexually immature, but that was
about it.  He had a lot of confidence in himself and we had the same
feeling about life, just live it and see where it takes you.  And of course
I would take a sneak peek in the morning of little him, I was always an
early riser and wanted to see what I missed out on the night before.


Feel free to comment, we had an on/off thing that summer before he went off
to school and I'll write more about him and me together.