Date: Sat, 7 Jul 2012 07:53:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boris Chen <borischen@rocketmail.com>
Subject: How I Lost My Virginity, Part-14

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How I Lost My Virginity - by Boris Chen. Chapter 14.  June 1994.


Two people I never met before showed up to expedite our packing. We stuffed
our clothes into my car and drove off for Galveston the next day around
11am, which is kind of late to start. I had Gram drive first. She made it
about one third of the way and I drove the rest of the way. We hit about
every coffee shop on the way so I could pee and fill up on caffeine.


Grandpa stayed up waiting for us. We arrived at 3am. I left our stuff in
the car but the three of us went inside and almost right to bed. I don't
think Crow was too happy at our selection of places to move, he was a
grass-type of dog not a sand and rocks dog.


Their spare bedroom looked like a warehouse filled with our boxes of stuff
we already had shipped here. They were literally stacked almost to the
ceiling.


They never tried to wake me the next day. I slept till about 11am when Crow
finally woke me up to inform me that he needed to go out really soon. He
seemed very serious. We did the walk and started to locate a couple spots
he could pee on that had more grass and less rocks and sand. I figured if
there was a tropical storm all this would change in one day anyway, so he
better learn to pee on sand and be happy with it.


We got back home for lunch. Just after we ate I got my computer set-up,
dialed into Compuserve, emailed Tom and Daniel to let them know we had
arrived safely and how I was sleeping in a large warehouse. UPS arrived
every day for the next two weeks dropping off all the boxes we had in our
apartment. I have no idea who took over that job but we didn't seem to be
missing anything. We mostly left our stuff packed except for clothes and
computers and my moms collection of Clint Eastwood movies, which I gave to
my grandparents.


We had talk in the afternoon to discuss house rules, what my
responsibilities were and what I needed in the interim. I asked for a phone
line of my own and for a few food items. We agreed that I would pay $100 a
week out of my trust fund for food, utilities, phone, compuserve, laundry,
health insurance, and Tom's costs too when he arrived. I agreed to handle
all the vacuuming since most of what I would be picking up would be dog
hair and sand anyway. I also agreed to take over all my own laundry and all
of the dog maintenance. I agreed to be 100% liable for anything Crow might
damage. They would cook all meals and do the dishes and help with Crow when
school might take up too much of my time.


We discussed parking in the driveway and the rules of the homeowners
association. We talked about Tom and Daniel and that my goal was to be in
an apartment by the end of summer and the start of the school semester. I
agreed to go to the university tomorrow to enroll in classes and pay my
tuition/books, etc. Gram gave me a check to pay from my trust fund.


I emailed Tom and Daniel to let them know what I got done in one and a half
days. I got an email from Tom saying school was a heavy load this close to
the end of the semester. Everyone was talking about graduation and signs
were going up all over Caprock. He was studying like a crazy person trying
to do what I did. Daniel said he missed me and some people were talking
about my sudden disappearance from campus, most said I was probably in
prison somewhere. He never corrected any of the rumors and told people I
just disappeared.


By the end of the week I had the intern interview with the newspaper and
was to start working in two weeks after some mandatory classes next week at
some HR company in town. I located an apartment two blocks from campus and
put down a security deposit, I would be moving-in Sept 1st just days before
the start of the semester right after Labor Day weekend.


The days went by quickly as Gram and I worked on the check list of things I
needed to get done for my new life on the gulf coast. We had several days
of rain and clouds but the sunshine always returned.


On my first weekend here I walked Crow down to the beach where I let him
run free last fall. He seemed to remember the place. We walked to the rocks
where I sat in the same spots I photographed Tom in the nude last
Thanksgiving. It made me sad that he wasn't there with me and I prayed in
my absence he wouldn't find some other boy to love. He was still replying
to all my emails. I knew next week would be finals for Tom and Daniel. All
I could do was pray and worry but try to be polite around my grandparents
anyway.


On Sunday Gram told me we had an appointment next week with the lawyer
about my trust. The managers would change since I moved and the rules
changed since I graduated from high school. On Tuesday we had that meeting,
it lasted 45 minutes. I didn't understand about half of what they talked
about but I knew Gram would explain it to me at home. We got the final
numbers on my mom's estate. With the sale of her house, closing all her
bank accounts, retirement funds, all the military stuff, work benefits, and
her insurance the total amount deposited into my complex trust fund would
be a little over four million dollars. They gave me a debit card and an
allowance of $500 a month pocket money but the fund would pay my college
costs, rent, utilities, and insurance. At least starting off at school I
would not need to have a job.


I asked about moving Tom and if Daniel wanted to visit, could that be paid
from the account. Gram said I should call the lawyers office and ask, she
didn't know. I called Wednesday and was told tentatively yes, those could
be paid but the money may be taxable which would cost me about 33% more
than the actual amount I needed.


The days went by. I was very busy with stuff. I was learning how to get
around Galveston. People drive very differently here than they do back in
Amarillo. I liked the warmer weather but not the heavy humidity. Gramps
said I would get used to that by the end of summer.


The next week I got an email from Tom that he passed all his finals with
scores around 93% on everything except phys ed. He spoke of moving, that he
talked to his mom's relatives down here and was looking forward to meeting
them. He said the soonest he could be here was around July 1st. Then he
listed about six things he wanted to do to me during the first few hours of
arriving here. My dick got hard, first boner I think since I moved
here. Sex just hadn't been on my mind one bit.


I told my grandparents he may be here around July 1st, they seemed not
joyful but happy for me. It really complicated things but luckily only for
about two months when we would move to my new apartment over by school. All
this stuff was really new to me.


Tom said him and his mom would drive down together and she would take a bus
back home in two days. She would stay at a small B&B near the golf
course. Tom said he was only bringing what would fit in his car, basically
clothes, electronics, records and CDs, and his computer.


I started the internship at the paper. I got assigned to work with one of
their city beat reporters. I brought my camera but they gave me one of
theirs to use instead. We concentrated on current events, concerts,
conventions, and fun stuff like that. After two weeks we were only using my
photos. I came home excited every day getting out the paper showing my
grandparents which photos on the paper were mine and which stories I rough
drafted. I loved this job.


I also applied for part-time jobs at two photo studios, showed them my
portfolio and told them about my internship. I was offered both jobs,
accepted the one closest to school and start there next week. I emailed Tom
the news but didn't get a reply, which scared me.


I got emails from Tom and Daniel about their graduation ceremonies and what
they were doing at work and things like that but neither mentioned
Galveston, which sort of broke my heart. Tom still sometimes mentions the
drive here and packing and stuff but he sounds distant and cut off.


During the last week of June I stopped hearing from Tom totally. I tried
calling his number but it was always busy, I assume someone was online
using dial-up. I was paying my own phone bill now so I was more aware of
the cost of long distance phone calls.


July first arrived. The grandparents saw my fear and loneliness grow as
news from Amarillo all but dried up to an occasional drop from Daniel. We
had dinner that night I wanted to cry. Crow laid on the living room carpet
staring at me, he knew something was very wrong. I felt depressed like I
did back in sophomore year.


That night about 1am I nearly had a heart attack. There was a pounding at
the door, just like when the Amarillo police showed up at our door. I laid
in bed because Crow woke me up with a couple woofs. I heard talking in the
kitchen but I couldn't make out the voices. I laid there in the dark
staring at the plaster textured concrete ceiling with one hand on Crow's
hip. Then his tail started to wag slowly hitting me on the arm.


With no warning the room was suddenly filled with light after the door
burst open like a police raid and in walked Tom with a huge smile on his
face.


I jumped out of bed. No, I flew out of bed to the door. Stopped a few feet
short looking him from head to feet. I reached over grabbing his shirt,
yanking him out of the doorway into the room, kicked the door shut, grabbed
his t-shirt at the waist and ripped it off over his head. I threw my arms
around him pulling him into me, mouth to mouth. We stood between the end of
the bed and the door for maybe five minutes not speaking, just kissing and
moaning into each others mouth. We gently rocked at the hips side to side
and held each other real tight. I started to cry, he had already started
crying.


R: "Asshole, where's your mom?"


T: "Asshole? Who's the asshole, dipwad! She's at the B&B probably sleeping
numbnuts!"


R: "God I hate you!"


T: "Sorry, I had to pack the computer and I got so busy with stuff I just
wanted to get down here as fast as I could. I figured out we could get
caught up on day #2."


I lowered my hands to his arms then slid them all over his chest and
belly. "God, I can't believe you're really here, I can't believe this is
actually happening!" I said with more tears leaking from my eyes.


I took him by the hand pulling him over to the side of the bed. I pulled
off all my clothes, then took his off and gently pushed him backwards onto
the bed. I climbed over top, "You have no idea how much I missed this." I
said.


I leaned over him taking his limp dick into my mouth and sucked and jerked
him off, he came down my throat in maybe ninety seconds, then I moved up to
his chest and sucked his tits for a few minutes then up to his mouth. After
a short time I rolled onto my side next to him, we stared into each others
eyes. I found myself pulled once again into his stare, those almost black
eyes, those wide eyebrows that made a perfect expressive curve over each
eye, those thick puffy red lips that just screamed kiss-me-please.


Eventually we made it to sleep but Gram got us up a bit early. I walked
Crow who also seemed thrilled to see Tom again, he hung on Tom more than he
ever had before.


We got into my car and drove to the B&B to get Maria, we brought her to my
grandparents place for introductions. Then we hit the road again for me to
show them Galveston, where I worked, where I interned, where our apartment
complex was, the university campus, and the beach!


The five of us had lunch at a nice sit-down restaurant in downtown
Galveston, then we hung out at home for a while. We walked Maria and Crow
to the boulders on the beach to show her where the photos were taken last
year.


Maria called her cousins and we all met for dinner at a small Mexican
family diner in the poor side of town. My grandparents stayed home since
this was a family thing with Tom's folks. I met his aunts and cousins. They
all looked 100% Mexican but they all spoke fluent English. I spoke as much
Spanish as I could muster, they corrected my errors but all loved it that I
was taking the time to learn their culture and language.


That night Maria went back to the B&B while Tom and I went home. It sounded
funny to refer to my grandparents place as home but it really was for a
short while. It was so totally different from Amarillo but in some ways
also very much alike. Galveston has poor areas and homeless and crime just
like Amarillo, but the hotels and waterfront stores and tourist areas are
really nice. Being a coastal town ready for hurricanes the houses looked
different with shutters and most all raised off the ground at least a
couple feet. In the residential areas many people leave their storm
shutters closed all season which makes those areas look dark and
uninhabited when they weren't at all empty. Just very little light from
inside homes could be seen in the streets and there were very few street
lights either.


Because it was a private moment, I stayed home when Tom drove his mom to
the bus station and watched as the Greyhound backed away heading for
Houston then on North for Oklahoma City, then West to Amarillo where she
intended to stay until her retirement.


He seemed very quiet that night but when we got to bed he fucked me hard
while I laid on my back. He did me twice that night. I had him slow down a
couple times when the bed started to squeak. The next day he seemed more
his old self.


We drove around looking for a job for Tom the next day. On day three he
found a full time kitchen job at a Denny's near campus. We spent hours
talking over plans and goals with Gram who made a list of stuff for Tom to
get done, they were in effect taking over parenting for him too.


By the end of the first week we were all working and in routines like
normal. We did have Sundays off and usually spent those on the beach with
my camera, Crow, gallon jug of water and some sun screen. We got a frisbee
but Crow destroyed it during week two, so I got a new tennis ball tube and
we just played keep-away and tease the dog, making him run trying to catch
the ball, his ball. Our routine went well and the days went by quickly. Tom
and I fell into a nice pattern and for the first time we were actually
living together having great fun. We got back into our sex two nights a
week habit and made sure we kept the sheets clean and bed from squeaking.


Around August first we went shopping with my parents (which I started
referring to them as) and Gramps helped me pick out a few reggae CDs. Tom
dropped his Compuserve account when the new service Yahoo.com appeared
offering free email. I am thinking about dropping Compuserve too after
school starts as long as I can find the same resources online for free.


I was saving up my money because I figured sooner or later Daniel would
want to come down. I was still emailing him about once a week and he always
replied within hours. He was doing well and missed me. I told Tom all about
him, as much as I knew about him. They weren't really close but they
considered themselves friends. But now that Tom and I were a couple living
together it sort of changed the dynamic.


Tom felt some pressure to contribute so he took over cooking dinner five
days a week. We both did dishes and cleaned the kitchen after all those
meals. Gramps put on five pounds that summer! We seemed to really work well
together as a family of five.


Crow took over house security and patrols. We got him a dog mattress for
the living room since my parents asked him to stay off the sofa because of
his toe nails were damaging the leather, there were five little holes they
had repaired already. He took the news badly at first but learned and
adapted to his own cushion just fine. We put it in front of the sofa once I
convinced my folks he really does watch the TV when nobody is watching
him. To this day I have no idea why he doesn't want to be seen watching
TV. Dog brains!


We heard more from Daniel. He said he would like to come down by Greyhound
for Labor Day weekend. I wrote back saying, `fine, you can help us move too
then." He agreed. Two days later I bought him a round trip ticket and
mailed it to him, just like I promised. He showed it to his mom when it
arrived. She was not happy that he was going off without adult supervision
to the biggest party town in the biggest state in the lower USA. In with
the ticket I wrote a note ordering him to go to University Hospital a week
ahead and get tested and bring the results along with him.


Daniel arrived in Galveston on Wednesday August 31st 1994. I picked him up
at the bus station. All he had was a backpack and a paperback book, The
Teachings Of Don Juan. He looked thin and pale, almost normal for him. He
looked like he had a haircut, still over his ears. He seemed otherwise to
be the same old Daniel. We hugged in the station. On the way home we made a
few detours to show him the apartment complex we could start moving into
tomorrow, the university we start attending late next week, and the Denny's
where Tom works. Crow in the back seat kept trying to chew on his neck and
play but there wasn't enough room in the car. I feared what might happen
when we got to my parents place.


We introduced Daniel to my grandparents. I explained how I now refer to
them as my parents, just in case he heard me say it. He already knew Tom
but he wasn't home from work yet. We had planned on eating-in tonight and
making an early day of it. Gramps offered Daniel his sofa bed in his
office, he accepted with a polite thank you.


Around 9pm we all turned in but I walked Crow one last time. When I got
back, Daniel and Tom were sitting on our bed talking about moving plans and
how we wanted to use both cars and make lots of trips, that the place came
with rental furniture and all about our financial situation and stuff like
that. Crow was on his bed next to our bed.


In a short time it was the three of us sitting around. Tom was already in
his shorts only. While they were talking I pee'd and got into my shorts
only.  I climbed into bed under the sheet between Tom and Daniel. Tom
reached under grabbing my dick with Dan sitting right there watching.


Daniel stood up and took off his clothes down to his underwear and sat back
on the bed next to me. He fished a familiar piece of paper from his jeans
pocket off the floor, it was his STD panel, all negative and his blood
sugar was also about three points low and so was his potassium slightly
low. It also said he was anemic, which explained his paleness.


Tom turned around getting the tube of lube from the night stand, pulled
down the sheet exposing himself to Daniel for the first time. Daniel
watched him lube himself then me. I saw a wet spot forming on his
undies. Tom scooted in behind me and gently slid his dick inside me from
behind, then laid there gently humping me. Daniel reached over pulling the
sheet down, leaned over taking my boner into his mouth, and for the first
time in my life I got it from the front and back. Tom's hip action moved
not only himself in and out of me but also me in and out of Daniel's
mouth. I laid on my side with eyes closed enjoying the ride. Here were my
best friends both making me moan quietly with pleasure. I came first but
pulled out of his mouth dropping my load onto my tummy, then Tom came next,
then Daniel rose to his knees and jerked off onto my tummy too. After he
came he melted on top of me to suckle on my puffy nipples for a while, so I
held him in a loving embrace. Tom watched from over my shoulder smiling as
if we were nursing our first baby.


He showed me how to years ago at summer camp, I reached over to take
Daniel's hearing aids out and shut each one off and handed them to Tom to
set on the night stand. Daniel was curled up laying half on top of me with
his mouth next to my right nipple as if he was a nursing baby. I held him
and rubbed his head and kissed the top of his head.


There was a large amount of cum on me and in me. It was getting cold, so I
asked Tom to get a paper towel or three and clean it up while I held Daniel
at my breast. He got the stuff and cleaned up the mess. I think Daniel was
asleep.


Tom shut off the lights and went to bed where he was originally behind
me. Daniel slept in a ball with his mouth on my right breast for hours. I
kept waking up when he moved and sometimes re-started suckling on my
tit. It was kind of weird and kind of neat too. I had no idea how much I
must have meant to him, but this sort of proved to me that I
under-estimated how much he depended on me and looked up to me, even though
we are the same age really.


Around 4am I woke up to pee and got Daniel into shorts and a tank top and
back into Gramps office sofa bed so I could go back to bed. All looked
normal when my parents woke up at their usual 5am for coffee, news on the
radio, and the newspaper. Except now they looked at each photo to see if it
was one of mine or if I was listed as a co-author on a story.


Thursday we made about seven round trips in our two cars moving boxes from
the house to the apartment. Gram was over making a list of supplies we
needed like toilet paper, sheets, blankets, curtains, shower curtain, soap,
kitchen cooking stuff, and beach clothes and Galveston appropriate
clothing. Friday we had a massive shopping trip to Target and Walmart
spending about $650 in one trip with Gram supervising from a battery
powered shopping cart holding the shopping list. She made sure it would be
covered by the trust so we used my special debit card.


Friday night was our first in the new apartment. We met some of the
neighbors. I already caught some negative vibes from the guy upstairs when
he thought three gay boys were moving in below him.


That night we spent in our place. We had a tiny color TV, only 21 inches
and a VCR all new. We used rabbit ears and found a TV listing in the
laundry facility in the apartment complex. We made two pizzas that night
from a box but cut it with a knife because we didn't have a pizza
cutter. Crow struggled with the new place, new spots to pee, new smells,
new territory, other dogs. We got him a flea drops because of the new
surroundings but I never saw any on him. He seemed lost and insecure so he
clung to us like a scared kitten, not a majestic brave, twice decorated
hero dog.


Around 11pm we made the bed, took turns showering, and discussed who was
sleeping where.


Dan took the sofa, Tom and I decided on bed sides. I decided to try
something I hadn't done in months, I took off all my clothes and went back
to the living room to check out what was on TV. The guys mostly ignored me.


By 11:30 I was in bed, Tom followed. We left the bedroom door open because
of Crow. About 11:40 we shut off our lights but there was quite a bit
coming in the window from lights in the parking lot. I was asking Tom if he
thought we should put a blanket up over the window to darken the room. By
the light from outside we saw a pale Daniel walk to our bedroom door
leaning on the door frame. He was nude with a boner, maybe five inches and
kind of skinny. He had shaved pubes and not much hair anywhere except his
long head on top of his head.


I made the gesture for ‘hearing aids?' he nodded no. I looked at
Tom and whispered, `wanna fuck the boy?' He looked back and nodded
yes. Daniel who is an expert lip reader smiled from the doorway then slowly
started walking across the room swaying his hips like a cheap hooker. He
climbed into the middle of our bed and laid on his back.  We both placed
our hands on his body to check out his bellybutton and two small pointy
nipples. He laid still with his eyes closed, dick aiming at his face,
glimmers of drops of pre-cum on the head of his dick.


Tom rolled over to get the tube of lube off the bedroom floor poured a
little in one hand then passed it to me. He lubed his boner staring at
Daniel's chest the whole time. I reached down to grab his lower leg closest
to me and bring it to his chest, then the other one the same way. Tom rose
up to his knees scooting over to below his butt. I handed him the tube, I
spread Dan's cheeks while he dropped a few drops of lube on his pussy.


Tom looked at me while he effortlessly slid his boner inside Daniel. All he
said was `huh.' My guess was that Carlos had Dan's ass well broke-in. Tom
closed his eyes, placed his hands on the insides of Dan's knees pressing
them into his upper arms while he rode him fast and hard from on top. I
leaned over to try to suck one of his tits but they were almost too small
and hard. I slowly jerked myself off watching them.


Tom stopped a couple of times, presumably to halt an orgasm, then
re-started humping like I have never seen him drill a boy pussy before. I
think he went about fifteen minutes then spunked inside Daniel who did
little more than smile and moan in ecstasy.


Then it was my turn. We swapped spots, he handed me the tube, I lubed
myself and penetrated Daniel, a first for us ever since second grade. It
felt weird doing my best friend with my boy friend laying there watching. I
didn't last as long as Tom. Maybe seven minutes later I closed my eyes,
rammed in hard then held in place as my dick pumped a large load of semen
inside Daniel, who just laid there smiling occasionally opening his eyes to
take in the sights.


I rolled off Dan and no sooner than I landed on my back, Tom got up again
and rammed his returned boner inside Dan and re-started humping. I was
amazed at his performance. Never saw him try to cum that close in time
before. It didn't last as long the second time, maybe six minutes and he
came again inside Daniel.


This time he rolled right off him, grabbed his hand and pulled him to the
bathroom. He gently pushed him into the shower, turned on the water that
made him bend over in shock because it was cold at first. We stood in the
bathroom and watched. Daniel bent over and pushed a little as streams of
cum oozed from his ass. Tom grabbed the soap and washed his dick, balls,
and his butt crack repeatedly while Daniel stood silently in the tub
pushing out all the gobs of cum we both just planted inside him. It was
sort of brutal looking and also really hot at the same time. Finally he
stood up, still had a boner.


Tom grabbed his dick and pulled him out of the shower to the floor where we
both dried him off. Tom pulled him by his dick into the bedroom again and
gently pushed him backwards onto the bed. He took the lube from underneath
a pillow and lubed up his ass, then climbed over Dan and sat on his boner
then started to ride it up and down while. Dan slid his hands all over his
chest and stomach. I climbed in the bed and moved over the top of Dan's
head landing my dick into his mouth and started to hump his face.


Dan talks funny when his hearing aids are out so he tries really hard not
to talk at all then. They were laying on the coffee table in the
livingroom. Dan had one hand on Tom's dick, the other with a finger into
his bellybutton. I was still mounting his face fucking his mouth. Dan
started to moan louder then moved his hands to Tom's waist and gripped his
hips firmly to stop his movement. Tom looked at me and smiled, Dan must be
having an orgasm I thought. I wasn't anywhere close so I rolled off, Tom
climbed off and we all just laid there nude, sweaty, hot sticky with cum,
and pre-cum and each others saliva. We all laid there like three nineteen
year olds panting, staring at the ceiling wishing we could stop time.


We all fell asleep like that.


Sunday morning Tom cooked us breakfast. We ate at the kitchen bar on the
three stools. We never got dressed. I walked Crow then got back nude
again. It was really nice. I was starting to like Daniels body more than I
ever did before. His compact dick really sucked and fucked very well I
hoped Carlos enjoyed it as much as we did.


Around 10am we got a call from Gram. Since our phone wasn't installed yet I
had her cellular brick phone. She was just checking on us. We talked about
two minutes then got off the line.


We spent the rest of the morning setting up our place and unpacking
stuff. Tom set-up his computer and stereo and records and stuff. I got my
computer hooked up but there was no phone service yet. We checked out the
TV listings and made piles of laundry and another shopping list for stuff
we still needed like hangers, groceries, pizza cutter, dog food, lots more
paper towels, more shower soap and laundry detergent.


At noon went out for lunch and back to Walmart. Then back home by 2pm and
unpacked more, walked the dog, took more stuff to the trash bin. Daniel
went to the apartment complex laundry and did two loads for us while we
planned dinner and picked a movie to rent from the movie place two blocks
away we could walk to.


By 5pm Daniel was back, dinner was cooking, we were drinking coffee from
our used Mr Coffee that Tom swiped from his mom. He was cooking a pot
roast, carrots, potatoes, and steamed green beans he made with aluminum
foil over a pot of boiling water.


We ate and were done with dishes and stuff by 6:30pm. We started the movie
which was done by 9pm.


Daniel was the first to get up from the sofa. He had been sitting in the
middle the whole time. He took out his hearing aids in front of us and
signed for `shower' to me. I did know a vocabulary of about 100 sign
phrases and the alphabet he taught me when we were little kids.  I told him
to lock the bathroom door or else. It took a while one letter at a time, he
smiled and walked to the hallway but I never heard the door close. `Can't
rape the willing,' I thought to myself.


We discussed things for a moment, then Tom stood up and dropped all his
clothes right there in front of the sofa. Then I did the same. We walked to
the bathroom. The light was on, the door was wide open, the curtain was
pulled and it looked like Daniel was minding his own business in the tub
taking a shower.


Much to his surprise Tom climbed in behind Dan but got on his knees. I
climbed in standing right behind him.


Tom took the soap from Dan, twisted him around butt facing and pushed his
back bending him over. Tom took the soap and lathered up a lot and hand
scrubbed his cheeks then vigorously between his butt cheeks. He poked one
finger into his ass and rapidly pulled it in and out washing his ass more
than I had ever seen someone cleaned before.


Then Tom got him to standing and rotated him dick facing. He hand scrubbed
behind his nuts then his scrotum then the skin between his scrotum and
legs, then all around his pubic area, then his boner. He went up and did
his bellybutton too then scrubbed his nipples, then his arm pits, spun him
around and did the back of his neck and behind his ears.


Tom dropped the soap and turned Daniel repeatedly in the shower to rinse
him off. He turned him backwards again and rammed one finger up his ass
pulling it in and out fast several times and rinsed his hole out too.


Dan shut off the water, we all climbed out and toweled off again. He took
Daniel by his boner as if it was a leash and pulled him to the living room
floor. He had him lay down on his stomach. Tom sent me to the bed to grab
the pillows. He stuffed them under his waist raising his ass in the air. I
handed him the lube but he just set it on the coffee table. I shut off the
TV then made sure the front door was locked.


Tom got behind him laying on the floor on his stomach, using his hands he
spread his butt cheeks and started rimming Daniel, which made him softly
howl like some animal in distress. He was tongue fucking Dan's pussy, never
saw that done before but I read about it.


I noticed the lube on the table so I did myself up and climbed on Tom's
backside and started fucking him while he rimmed Daniel.


After he had all he could eat, he stopped and pulled Dan backwards and
inserted himself in his pussy like I was doing behind him, but I wasn't
humping at all just enjoying the time being united as one.


And there is was. I was inside Tom, he was inside Dan as we laid in a pile
of boys on the living room floor. Nobody was humping or moaning it was just
quiet smooching and caressing.


I couldn't wait any longer so I started slowly working his ass and within
seconds I came inside Tom, then he started working Daniel and came in about
three minutes. We all pulled out and rolled Daniel over. Tom went for his
dick, I went for his mouth. We sucked face while Tom worked his
dick. Within 120 seconds Dan came in Tom and I sucked his tongue then his
tits and finally his bellybutton.


By 11:30 we were all exhausted and went to the bed to sleep the rest of the
night. I noticed nobody had unpacked an alarm clock yet.


We got up the next morning in a pile of stinky nineteen year old boys
heading for the bathroom to pee and shower together. Tom pissed all over
Daniel in the shower. I could smell it but never saw it. Nobody said
anything. It washes and pee is gross but sterile.


Tom made breakfast again of fried baloney and onion omelette for everyone,
with buttered toast and sausage patties.


Monday was Labor Day. We spent most of it walking along Seawall Blvd and
into the gulf waters a few times. The water was nice. There were lots of
tourists but we had Crow so someone had to stay off the beach with him. We
ate hot dogs from a road side cart and were gone all day. Crow drank from a
soft drink cup. We made it past the city beaches out towards where my
parents lived where we could take Crow onto the beach where we all swam and
let him run free for a while.


That night we did Daniel's laundry and discussed future trips. I again
re-affirmed that anytime he wanted to come down, just email and I would
mail him a bus ticket. Tomorrow morning he leaves for Amarillo.


While Daniel was changing into his old gym shorts someone knocked on the
apartment door. Daniel in all his glory answered the door totally nude
without his hearing aids in. It was a sales person. Daniel stood there with
his dick hanging out leaning into the door frame acting dumb. Finally the
sales guy left, Daniel never spoke back to him, just stood there staring at
him totally naked!


That night we watched a movie and popped some corn and never did anything
with our clothes off all day. That night Tom fell deeply asleep on the sofa
so Daniel and I went to bed together.


He had his ears on the coffee table so we signed a little. We told each
other that we loved each other. I repeatedly signed to him "I promise." He
got teary eyed. We kissed for a while and like the first night he curled up
next to me suckling on one of my nipples and fell asleep leaning into my
chest like a baby. I slept with his hair inches below my nose smelling his
head and body smell all night. It reminded me of all the times we had as
little kids, he still mostly smelled the same. Now we knew really well how
each other tasted, in their mouth, their cum and dicks too. I really really
loved Daniel but Tom was my boyfriend, my partner.


We got up early Tuesday morning. I got Dan to the Greyhound Station about
6am. He would be home around 9pm. I gave him $50 and bottled waters and a
sandwich for later. We stood next to my car and hugged for almost one
minute then kissed briefly. We were both crying.


I signed, `you move here.'


D: "Asshole, I'm not deaf you know!"


R: "Yes you are!"


D: "Ha, made you laugh!"


He turned and walked in the door of the bus station. Once in the station he
stopped by the big window, got out his wallet and pulled out a one dollar
bill with the words `I PROMISE' written on them and held it up for me to
see. Made me smile and remember when I shoved that in his locker on my last
day at AHS. He turned and walked on board the bus.




 I left for home to get dressed for work. I had Daniel on my mind all
morning, thinking about how his dick tasted and licking his little tits and
how soft his skin was except where he shaved his pubes. I split my hours
between the newspaper and the photo store today. Tom also worked at Denny's
about seven hours today and made $40 in tips.


On Wednesday the phone line got hooked back up which meant we were back
online finally. I had four emails from Daniel that he got home safely and
he spent the entire trip thinking about moving to Galveston too. He would
talk to Carlos and his mom about it. I reminded him of my promise.


On Thursday we started school at the university. It seemed like it would
never happen but it did. When I got home from school, my allowance check
was in the mail. Which was good because I was broke. I spent a lot of money
on Dan's visit.


We turned the dining room table into homework and computer central. We
pushed one side against the wall to make for more room walking past it. We
added two desk chairs to the list of stuff we needed some day when we had
the money.




Tom bought a skateboard and experimented with using that instead of his car
since the campus was only two blocks from the apartment complex. We really
needed to cut expenses to make ends meet. Luckily we were living rent free
thanks to my trust fund and my allowance helped but it only made for a
modest living. Our jobs paid for any beers or gasoline we needed. In that
sense we were really lucky.


We cut back on our contact with my parents to once a week. We went over for
dinner once a month on a pre-set day. Crow adjusted to the new apartment
and living on the gulf coast, warmer temps and higher humidity. There were
more bugs and lots more rain than in Amarillo. Plus we had monsoon rains
now and the threat of hurricanes.


Tom and I grew a little distant due to homework and work but we still had
one day a week together. He had once a month time without me at his
cousin's house in town. He said they were not accepting of our lifestyle so
he had to go alone, which was fine with me. I spent that time reading.


Even though we're growing used to being around each other seven days a week
we are still deeply in love. The first two months of school are going well,
grades good, attendance perfect.


Crow has somehow managed to start sleeping between us again. His bed lays
unused most of the time.


College is hard, balancing what is really three careers at a time.


I'll write more next week if time permits.


Next: Chapter 15, the conclusion of this series.



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