Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2016 07:18:52 -0400 From: Mike Loggerman <chatterman36@aol.com> Subject: Finding Someone to Love chapter 2 Finding Someone to Love - chapter 2 by mike loggerman. As always, please support Nifty... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html After the ski weekend, my life was different. Where I used to be a loner, more people were friendly toward me. They didn't seem to care that I was gay, and they accepted Mikey and I as a couple. Since I had been a loner anyway, most people continued to just leave me alone. We both made it a point to not act out in public. People seemed to respect us more knowing we were a couple, but not throwing it in their faces. That was just in public. When we'd get home, Mikey and I got together on a daily basis, but on weekends we slept over each other's houses. I was constantly horny. All I could think about was Mikey's big thick cock, his long blond bush, his musky scent, and his hot smooth chest rubbing against me as he fucked me. We were both horny all the time, and I was as eager to have sex with Mikey as he was to fuck me. Our sex skills got better, and we had the most intense orgasms we could imagine. I topped Mikey at least once a weekend, but he was clearly the top in our relationship. One weekend we had a marathon to see how many times we could fuck and when it was over, I could barely walk. Mikey apologized, but I reassured him I'd do it again if he wanted. One of my favorite things was lying in bed with him, feeling his warm body against mine after he shot his load inside me. He liked when I sucked his nipples and licked his pits. I loved when he kissed me and how he felt inside me. One weekend we were at a party, and the hetero couples were holding hands, dancing, and kissing. Mikey and I just sat on the side, and discretely held hands. One of the couples came over to us and said we should feel free to express ourselves as a couple. Mikey said we didn't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable. more of the couples joined the conversation and said they all knew we were gay and a couple, and it wouldn't bother them. One guy asked loudly if anyone would object if Mikey and I enjoyed ourselves as couple just like anyone else. no one had a problem with it. Mikey stood up, and took my hand. He started slow dancing with me, kissing my neck. People clapped their hands, and then went back to their own dancing and kissing. For the first time, we really felt accepted. We went back to Mikey's house afterward, and I practically tore his clothes off him as soon as we got in the bedroom. We continued dancing and kissing as we held each other naked. I lay on the bed on my side, He got behind me and slid his cock inside me as he wrapped his arms around me, continuing to fuck me slowly to the beat of the music. He fucked me for a long time before he came. I kissed him long and deep. He ate his cum out of me and kissed it into my mouth. As we lay in bed, I played with his pit hair, and he asked if I thought the heteros had as much passion as we did. I told him I didn't know, but I couldn't imagine wanting to have sex with anyone but him, and it couldn't be more passionate than what we had. We fell asleep cuddled together. I woke up the next morning to Mikey sucking my cock. I lay there enjoying his mouth on me, and then he got on top of me and rode my cock while he stroked his. I wanted to thrust up inside him, but he didn't let me. He rode me until he shot his load. A moment later, I shot mine inside him. I told him I wished my cock was bigger for him. He told me it was the perfect size for him, and what mattered to him was who it was attached to. Things were going well until my mom started dating this guy who was good to her, but he really hated gays, and that included me. He wanted her to move in with him, but she didn't want to abandon me, and he was pretty hateful to me, even though he tried to hide it around my mom. I was going to be turning 18, and said if she wanted to move in with him, she could. I told Mikey my problem, and I wound up spending more and more time at his house. I was feeling abandoned and unloved unless I was with him. One day, Mikey's mom had us sit down with her in the kitchen. She said she knew something was wrong and wanted to know what it was. I told her the whole story. She had tears in her eyes, and said I could stay there. I really didn't want to be a bother, and she just hugged me and said I was practically her son-in-law. Mikey looked surprised, and asked if that meant that she wouldn't mind if we got married. Now I was the one who was shocked. Mikey looked at me and said he was waiting for graduation to ask me. He asked if I'd like to be his husband. I said it was all I ever wanted. We were all crying. I wanted to kiss him, but not with his mom standing there. She said, go ahead and kiss him. He held me and gave me a long, lingering kiss. She told us when you find love, you have to cherish it. From that day onward, I lived at Mikey's house. Things at school were different too. For the first time, I had friends. Even though I was in a gay relationship, people accepted me for what I was. Mikey and I would walk down the halls and no one stared. They just accepted us as us. Another gay couple, who didn't want to come out at this time reached out to us. We became friends and hung out, went to the movies, and talked. We had heard about an older gay couple who lived in town. They contacted us and asked if we would come over for dinner on Sunday. We wondered what they wanted, and decided to go. They had been together for 35 years. We got dressed up and went to their house, an old victorian place with a lot of antiques, and had a great dinner. Mikey asked them the secret of their being together for so long. They laughed and said it wasn't always easy. One of them, a guy named James, told us that in some ways, being a gay couple was just like being a hetero couple. You have to work at it. In another way, its very different. He said that the gay community is much looser sexually than the hetero community. We didn't have the same rules. I asked what he meant by that. He said, for example, that in our community, a blow job is not much different than a kiss. His partner, Alan, said that in some ways, kissing another guy is more of a problem than sucking his cock. I said, "so you guys suck other guys, but don't kiss other guys?" Alan said that what ever they did with other guys, they did as a couple. That way they didn't feel like they were missing out on being with someone they wanted to be with. The thing that remained constant, was their devotion to each other. They agreed we made a very cute couple and hugged us when we left. When we got home, Mikey's mom was asleep. As we were getting undressed, Mikey remarked that my ass was getting pretty hairy. I asked if he wanted to shave it for me. He said no. He liked it hairy. It was hot. He had me get on the bed on all fours, and started to lick my hole. I groaned. He flipped me over and got between my legs. His thick, hard cock was dripping precum. I begged him to fuck me, and felt him thrust his manhood deep inside me. He got a slow rhythm going as I played with his armpits. He kissed me passionately as he pounded me. I told him I didn't want anyone else inside me but him. He thrust harder and faster, until he unloaded inside me. My cock was still hard, and he got on top of me and rode it. I was thrusting up inside him until I shot my load. We fell asleep in each other's arms. As we got toward the end of the school year, they were advertising the senior prom. We hadn't planned on going, but the other gay couple, who had not come out yet, were going as a couple. This was how they were coming out, and they wanted us there for moral support. We agreed to go, and went out and rented matching black tuxedos. We had a good time, and so did the other couple. The other couple attracted more attention than we did. Paul, a red headed jock, was tall and muscular. The other was Rich, an athletic hispanic guy. I think the race thing was more difficult for people than the gay thing, but they hung out with us, and we had a good time. Paul rented a motel room for the evening, and as we drove there, Rich announced that he and Paul were going to take their cherries tonight. I asked if they wanted their privacy. Paul said they thought it would be hot to do it side by side with us, and we could help them if they were doing it wrong. I whispered to Mikey and asked what he thought, and he said it could be hot. The room had a large king size bed, and the four of us shucked off our clothes as soon as we were in the room. Mikey and I lay on one side of the bed, and Rich and Paul were on the other. Mikey and I kissed each other passionately, and I licked his hairy pits. Rich and Paul started kissing, and all cocks were hard. Mikey and I got into a 69 position and sucked each other. Rich and Paul did the same. Mikey had me get on all fours and licked my hairy ass. At first it grossed them out, but when they saw the pleasure it gave me, Rich started eating Paul's ass. Mikey turned me over and pulled my legs up on my chest. They watched wide eyed as his thick cock disappeared inside me. Rich did the same to Paul, and Paul reached over and held my hand as we lay on our backs groaning with our boyfriends fucking us. It excited us to be fucking side by side with another couple. I loved looking at Paul's red bush and armpits, as well as Rich's dark, hairy body. It added to the excitement of my hot stud Mikey buried deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around Mikey, pulling him in, even deeper, and he started to groan. He cried out, and shot his load inside me. Rich had finished a moment earlier, and still had his cock inside Paul. My cock was still hard, and Mikey turned on his side, and I fucked him from behind. Rich got on all fours and Paul got behind him and thrust his cock inside Rich. He fucked slowly, as I did Mikey. When we were done, the four of us lay naked on the bed. Mikey said it was hot. Paul asked if we could swap partners. Mikey said we only fuck each other, but blow jobs were cool. Paul started sucking my cock, while Rich sucked Mikey. Mikey tongue kissed me while we got sucked. After they swallowed our cum, we sucked Rich and Paul. I really loved playing with Paul's carrot red bush while I sucked him. Mikey was enjoying Rick's thick brown cock. Mikey's Co know was hard and I got on top of him and rode it until he shot his load inside me. It was pretty hot. The room smelled like a locker room when we left, but we had a great time. When we got home, we took off our clothes and got into bed. Mikey asked how I felt having sex with our friends. I told him it made me uncomfortable. It was very tempting to let them fuck me, or fuck them, but I don't really care for them. It would have been like they were living dildos. I told Mikey, he was the only guy who made me hard just thinking about him, and whose scent makes me want to spread my cheeks. He kissed me hard and said he felt the same way. I told him I was worried he'd want to fuck them. He slid his finger up my ass and said this was the only ass he wanted. He slid his cock inside me and slowly fucked me as he held me tightly. I shot my load on him as he shot his inside me. We slept late the next day. Mikey wanted to get up and shower. I told him I was enjoying his scent. My cock was hard. He got on top of me and rode my cock while I felt him all over. I had an intense orgasm. As we lay in bed, Mikey had his hands behind his head while I had my arms around him, playing with his pits. Mikey said he didn't care what other people did in the gay community; he didn't even want to swap blow jobs with other couples. He said we've both had experience with other guys. What we have is special and its not worth losing, and its not going to measure up to what we have. I knew most guys didn't like his odor, and I didn't have anything to worry about, but I felt very territorial when it came to Mikey. I hugged him close, and we talked about getting married.