Date: Mon, 15 May 2000 08:49:30 PDT
From: Chip Dyp <chipdyp@hotmail.com>
Subject: Judgment Error 3-5

	The following program contains material suited for a mature
audience.  If you are not over 18 you should be leaving now.  Of course I
can't control you and neither can anyone else really.  This story is
entirely false except for the true parts.  This segment contains the third,
fourth, and fifth chapters of this story and I highly recommend reading the
first two chapters which can be found in the Nifty Archive.  And now for
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Judgment Error- Chapters 3-5
by: Chip Dyp  (chipdyp@hotmail.com)

CHAPTER 3

	I woke up the next morning to a firm but gentle knock on my
partially closed door.  I stayed on my side looking away from the door to
hide the bruises I had received from Stefan the night before.

	"What?" I grumbled.

	"Just wanted to say good bye," my father said.  "Don't go into the
pool until after lunch, all right?  I turned the heater on last night, and
the right chemical balance should be achieved after lunch.  Make sure you
check the chemical levels before you get in the pool though."

	"No pool until after lunch.  Got it.  Have fun at Aunt Martha's."

	"Yeah, right.  What do you and Stefan have planned for today?"

	"Nothing that I know of," I replied truthfully.

	"Well, see you Thursday sport."

	I closed my eyes again and drifted back to sleep.  I started
dreaming and the dream became very vivid.  I was in a fog and someone was
calling my name softly.  I couldn't tell where the voice was coming from,
and every time I tried to move towards the voice, I felt like I was going
in the wrong direction.  I felt a hand on my shoulder and my eyes snapped
open.  Standing at the side of my bed was Stefan.

	As soon as I recognised my attacker of the night before I panicked.
Thinking of nothing but escape, I rolled off the bed and crashed to the
floor with a thud.  Stefan laughed at me and walked around the foot of the
bed.  Stefan was grinning at me, but I failed to find any humour in the
situation.  He was cornering me, and I was petrified over what he might do
to me.

	"Stay away from me, you fucking psycho!"  I shouted.

	"Calm down.  I'm just here to talk.  Don't worry," Stefan replied
as he continued advancing on my position.  His smile started fading and a
look of concern appeared on his face.

	"You don't have to get any closer to talk."  My mind was racing.  I
needed to get out of this corner.  I looked for something to defend myself
with but the corner was empty.

	Stefan stopped moving towards me.  I was shaking violently and he
could see that I was clearly afraid of him.  "Are you all right?" Stefan
asked quietly.

	"Oh, yeah.  I'm great.  There, we've talked.  Now get the fuck out
my room and out of this house!"

	Stefan didn't say a word or move a muscle, but just continued
standing there.  I slowly pulled myself up and formulated my escape.  I
would drop the blanket and make a beeline for the bedroom door.  Once out
of the bedroom I could lock myself in the bathroom where I hoped I would be
safe.

	I tensed up and prepared to make my break.  I dropped the blanket
and leapt onto the bed.  I took two steps and was promptly tackled by
Stefan.  I started kicking and striking out, in an attempt to get away from
my attacker.  Stefan quickly grabbed my arms and straddled my chest,
eliminating any chance I had of hurting him or escaping.

	"Quit thrashing.  I am not going to let go of you until you settle
down."

	"Fuck you!  Let me go," I yelled as I continued struggling.

	"Look, I just want to talk.  I want to apologise for hitting you
last night.  I over reacted."

	"Over reacted?  You did a hell of a lot more than over react.  You
held me down and choked me into unconsciousness!"  I struggled to hold back
the tears that were welling up.  I wanted to be friends with Stefan, but I
didn't want to get hit for every comment I made.

	"I didn't mean to hurt you.  I just...look can I ask you a
question?"

	"I'm not going anywhere with you sitting on my chest.  If you want
me to answer your question, though, you'll let me up."

	Stefan released my arms and cautiously lifted his weight off of my
torso.  I quickly pulled myself into a sitting position and covered my
exposed genitals with a pillow.

	I took a few seconds to calm down.  If Stefan wanted to hit me
again he could have done so.  So, what was so important about the question?
"What did you want to ask me?"  I asked with a mix of curiosity and anger
in my voice.

	Stefan sat down beside me on the bed with his arms in his lap.  "I
overheard your parents talking this morning out on the deck.  Are you
really gay?"

	"What were my parents saying?"  I asked.  I was shocked and even
more afraid than before, now that the secret that I had hoped to protect
from the outside world had escaped.

	"They were talking about someone named Colin and how they hoped
you'd find someone who treated you better than he did.  Your mom said that
you were a lot happier now than you were at the end of April and that she
hoped that you would make a bunch of friends out here.  Your dad also
mentioned that he thought you'd gained a little weight which sorta floored
me seeing as you're--really thin.  From the way they were talking about you
and Colin, I just assumed that you two were more than just friends."

	"We were.  And to answer your first question, yes, I am gay."

	Stefan lowered his head so he was looking at his lap.  "Do you find
me attractive?"

	Talk about a loaded question!  I decided that honesty was the best
policy.  "I find you very attractive Stefan.  Now what's this all about?"

	Stefan looked up at me and into my eyes.  "I...I dreamt about you
all last night Ian.  I keep seeing me kissing you and...and doing other
things with you.  It's driving me crazy."

	I slowly absorbed what Stefan was saying.  He was dreaming about
me.  I looked at him and made a rash decision.  I put my hand onto his chin
and brought my lips to his.  Just as I was about to kiss him, he gently
pushed me away.

	"I'm sorry.  I shouldn't have done that," I said.

	"I can't be gay.  I just can't be."

	I sat quietly on my bed waiting for Stefan to speak again.  We sat
next to each other on the bed for five then ten minutes, neither of us
saying a word.  The quiet was getting on my nerves and I figured that I
would have to break the silence when Stefan spoke.

	"I'd still like to be your friend," he said as he got off of the
bed.  "But I can't be gay and I don't want you to try anything."

	"I'd like to be your friend too.  And you don't have to worry.  I
can control my hormones.  I just have one favour to ask of you."

	"What?"

	"Could you please keep the fact that I am gay to yourself?  You owe
me at least that much after last night"

	"You don't have to worry.  I won't tell anyone."

	I pulled the pillow off of my lap and got out of bed.  I could feel
Stefan's eyes as he watched me pull on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.  I
looked in the mirror above the dresser and assessed the damage that Stefan
had caused the night before.  There were faint bruises on my neck and on my
cheeks but nothing too terribly noticeable.  I did have one hell of a black
eye though.  Where there had once been pasty white skin, there was now a
black and blue bruise that stood out like a sore thumb.  It was obvious
that I had gotten hit and there was no way I could hide it.  But I
realised, as I looked in the mirror, that I had to make a decision.  Did I
want to stay friends with Stefan even though he had a touch of a
potentially violent temper?  I really liked him so far.  His friends seemed
very cool.  I had to be careful.  I had to make a decision that would
affect at least my next year.  I made my choice.  "Damn.  You throw one
hell of a punch."

	"You didn't tell your parents how you got that did you?"  Stefan
asked with a little concern in his voice.

	"No, they haven't seen it yet."

	"What are you going to tell them when they come home?"

	"They won't be home until tomorrow and then I'll tell them I walked
into a door or something.  Hopefully by the time they see it, it won't look
quite so bad.  But I'm hungry.  Did you want something to eat?"  I turned
around to look at Stefan who was still sitting on my bed.

	"Sure.  What are you having?"  At the mere mention of food Stefan
stood and walked towards me.

	"Probably a couple of Pizza Pops.  There is nothing better for
breakfast."

	"Cool."

	Stefan led the way out of the room and I followed close behind.  We
went upstairs and I put on my sunglasses to avoid the sun.  I found a box
of Pep'n'Bacon Pizza Pops, tossed four into the microwave oven and set the
timer.  I grabbed a can of Diet Dr. Pepper out of the fridge and offered
Stefan a choice of Root Beer, Diet Dr. Pepper, or Coke.  He decided on a
Root Beer so I grabbed a can out the fridge and tossed it to him.  We stood
in front of the microwave watching the numbers countdown as we waited for
our food.  There was no noise except for the microwave.  Neither of us knew
what to say to each other and when the machine finally beeped it was a
relief.  I opened the door and grabbed the steaming pockets.  I quickly
dropped the pizza pops onto plates to avoid burning my fingers too badly.

	"You want to eat on the deck?"  I asked as I handed Stefan his
plate.

	"Why not.  It's a beautiful day out."

	Out on the deck Stefan and I sat down on the patio furniture that
had moved with us from out east.  Stefan had been right. It was a beautiful
day.  I was still a little hesitant about what Stefan might do so I tried
to be on my best behaviour.  We both sat in silence devouring our meal and
looking at the pool.  Finally I popped the last morsel into my mouth as
Stefan took a swig of his pop and put his plate down.

	"Is the pool ready?"  Stefan asked in an attempt to make
conversation.

	"Should be ready after lunch.  I'm supposed to check the chemical
levels to see if it's ready."

	"So what do you want to do until then?"

	I knew exactly what I wanted to do and he was sitting on the deck
beside me.  "I was going to set up the entertainment centre in the basement
and listen to a few tunes.  You are welcome to come watch."

	"Did you want a hand?"

	"If you want to help I could always use another hand," I replied.
I left Stefan an out in case he wanted to leave.  I didn't want him to feel
obligated.

	"Sounds good to me."

	I grabbed Stefan's plate and my own and walked into the kitchen.
After depositing the plates in the dishwasher and placing the cans into the
recycling bin, I led the way downstairs.

	"So how should we go about this?"  Stefan asked as he surveyed the
boxes of electronics staked in a little pile.

	"Well, let's set up the stand.  It has wheels so if we set it up we
can put the components onto it and then wire everything together at the
back. Then all we have to do is push the stand against the wall."

	Stefan opened the box with the carefully packed stand while I went
and grabbed my dad's tool kit from the garage.  Stefan pulled all the
pieces of the stand out and we set about reconstructing the stand according
to the instructions.  After about half an hour's work, the stand was
complete.  Stefan and I then started loading the shelves with the various
components of the stereo.  While we were putting everything together Stefan
started asking some questions.

	"So when did you decide you were gay?"

	"You don't really decide.  You just are."

	"That's not what my dad says.  He says that fags all chose to be
gay and that they induce young men to join them."

	"Sorry to disappoint your father but it doesn't work that way," I
replied briskly.  I always hated that people thought that I chose to be
gay.  It was the biggest lie that I had ever heard and I knew that the
Christians were propagating it.

	And so I answered all of Stefan's questions about homosexuality.
He asked some good questions and made me think on more than one occasion.
He only asked one question about the sexual aspect, and the question was
about anal sex.

	"Doesn't it hurt when some guy fucks you up the ass?"

	"It can if you aren't careful.  But then it feels really good.  As
long as you go slow for the first little bit, until your ass is stretched
out a little, you should be okay."  I finished connecting the last wire and
checked to see that everything was connected properly.  "And we are done.
Let's see if it works before we push it against the wall."

	After ensuring that the TV, VCR, and stereo were hooked up properly
and that everything worked, Stefan and I pushed the now full stand against
the wall and locked the wheels.  I looked at my watch and was surprised to
find that it was noon.

	"You want to grab some lunch and then go for a swim?"  I asked as I
flopped down on the couch.

	"Sure.  I have to go grab my trunks though," Stefan quickly
replied.

	"We could skinny dip.  There is no one here but us," I said and
then cringed after the words left my mouth.  Stefan took the comment in
stride and didn't seem to be bothered by the thought.

	"Sure we could skinny dip except that my mom's home office looks
down into your back yard.  I know she'd be less than impressed if she saw
us running around naked."

	"I suppose.  Well go and get your trunks and I'll make sandwiches
or something to eat."

	"'Kay.  I'll be back in about five minutes."

	Stefan got off the couch and walked out of the basement.  I
continued sitting on the couch, resting a little bit.  Lestat jumped up
into my lap and as I petted him I yawned wide.  I was a little tired and
before I knew it I was asleep.  Some time later Stefan slowly roused me
from my slumber.  He was wearing nothing but a pair of tightly packed
Speedos that left absolutely nothing to the imagination.  I sat staring at
him for a long while.  His chest was nicely developed.  He wasn't overly
muscular but then again he wasn't scrawny like me.  His abs were firm and I
noticed a light dusting of blond hair all over his stomach and chest which
I had missed before.  His legs had a fair amount of hair on them and he had
an average amount of hair under his arms.

	"What?"  Stefan asked with an innocent smile on his face.  As if he
didn't know what that swimsuit was doing to me.  I couldn't understand his
choice of suit.  Surely he had a swimsuit that covered a little more of his
body.  Was this a test?  Was he seeing if I could control my hormones?

	"Nothing.  Just thinking about something," I replied.

	Stefan laughed and helped me off of the couch.  "Come on you lazy
prick.  My mom sent over some freshly baked cookies for desert.  But we
need the main course first."

	"I don't want to make sandwiches.  How about some soup?"  I asked.

	"Sounds good."

	We went back upstairs and after agreeing on Cream of Chicken I left
Stefan holding the fort while I went and changed into my swimsuit.  Not
wanting to be out done by the stud that was upstairs, I grabbed my pair of
Speedos and pulled them on.  I adjusted my basket and encouraged things to
grow just a little.  After I had finished adjusting myself, I grabbed my
bottle of sun block and headed up to the kitchen.  Stefan was ladling the
soup into bowls when he saw me come up the stairs.

	"Nice suit," Stefan said after he had stared at my crotch for a
couple of moments.

	"Thanks."

	I grabbed a bowl of soup and sat at the kitchen table.  Stefan sort
of looked at me funny and then sat beside me.

	"You don't want to eat outside?"

	"Nope.  When I am not wearing a lot of clothes I have to put on my
SPF 9000 sun block before I go out into the sun otherwise I burn really,
really fast."

	"SPF 9000?"  Stefan asked in a questioning tone.

	"Well actually SPF 50 but it might as well be 9000."

	Stefan and I quickly finished our soup while we watched Jerry
Springer on the kitchen TV.  Jerry had the requisite fights and the topic
was rather boring.  How many times can you watch two brothers fighting over
a girl?  After we both had finished I grabbed both of the bowls and placed
them into the dishwasher.  "Well, shall we go see if the pool is ready?"

	"Let's do it."

	I grabbed the test kit out of the garage and made my way into the
backyard.
  Stefan and I rolled back the thermal cover and I reached into the water
with a test kit.  After conducting the test I checked the result.  The pool
was ready.  I was about to leap into the water when I realised I hadn't put
any sun block on.  I went back to the house and grabbed the bottle from the
counter. I walked back out to the pool while putting a generous amount of
lotion into my hands.  I applied a generous coat of sun block to my arms,
legs, chest and face.  There was only one area I couldn't reach.

	"Could you put some lotion onto my back Stefan?"  I asked.

	"Sure.  Can I borrow some lotion?  I burn quite quickly."

	"'Kay."

	Stefan put some lotion into his hands and slowly started rubbing it
into my shoulders and my back.  His strong hands massaged the oil into
every pore.  His hands were sending electricity down my spine.  Quickly my
cock started to grow inside the tiny spandex suit.  And just as he was
about to push me over the edge he stopped and handed me the bottle.  He
looked down at my tenting Speedos and then looked into my eyes.  "Your
turn."

	Stefan turned around and I began to rub oil into his back.  I
worked the oil into his shoulders and his lower back.  I caressed his
smooth skin as I ran my fingers over his shoulder blades and along his
spine.  He moaned softly and I smiled.  "Okay.  All done."

	I turned Stefan around and found that he had a major tent going.
His cock was so hard that it was causing the waistband to pull away from
his stomach and I took a quick peek into his basket.  I ran to the edge of
the pool and jumped in.  The water felt fantastic.  I broached the surface
of the water in time to see Stefan walk to the edge of the pool, and dive
in.  His body entered the water without causing a splash.  I was impressed.
I looked in the water to see where Stefan was and saw him swimming towards
me.  I stood my ground and waited.  He surfaced in front of me and dunked
me.  I had a suspicion that he would try something so I was prepared when
he pushed my head under water.

	We swam and played in the pool for three and a half hours before
his mom came to the fence to talk with us.  She invited me to supper and
told us that supper was in an hour.  After she went back in the house we
played around for another five minutes when suddenly Stefan disappeared. I
looked around for him and was surprised when I was lifted off the bottom of
the pool.  Stefan had gotten behind me and he quickly yanked down my
Speedos and tossed me out of them.  He swam to the edge of the pool as
quickly as he could with my Speedos in his hand.  I made a desperate grab
for him, to try and prevent him from getting away.  In my haste I managed
to get a hold of his suit and pulled it from his body.

	"I've got your suit," I gloated.

	"Yeah but I've got yours.

	"So," I replied and hopped out of the pool.  When Stefan realised
that I wasn't going to give his swimsuit back, he tried chasing after me.
I made it to the deck doors before he did and locked him out.

	"Come on man.  Let me in.  My mom will freak out if she sees me
naked outside."

	"Beg nicely."

	"Come on man.  You have to let me in.  Please let me in," Stefan
pleaded with growing fear in his voice

	I opened the locked door and Stefan quickly ran inside.  We both
stood naked in the living room dripping water.  "We had better go
downstairs before we get everything wet," I said as I led the way to the
basement.

	Once in the basement I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
Stefan was close behind and I tossed him the towel so he could dry off.
"I'm gonna hop into the shower so I can get cleaned up for supper," I told
him as I pulled the curtain closed.

	"All right.  I'm just going to dry off and head back to my place.

	"'Kay."

	I turned on the warm water and felt the warm water run through my
hair and over my body.  I grabbed the bar of soap and started soaping up my
body.  The water felt so good and I was still horny from the earlier
incident with the sun block, so my cock started growing.  It quickly
reached its full length and my balls ached for a release.  I grabbed the
shampoo bottle, and got a hand full of shampoo.  I used the shampoo as a
lubricant and started masturbating in the shower.  My hand flew up and down
the shaft and I could feel the urge to cum building in my loins.  My hand
started moving faster and faster in desperation as my body yearned for
release.  My knees buckled and with my free hand I grabbed at the shower
curtain for support.  Finally I let out a yell and blew my load across the
shower.  In the aftermath of my orgasm my knees completely buckled and I
put all my weight on the shower curtain.  The curtain ripped off the hooks
as I struggled to keep my balance.

	As I was falling to the floor of the tub, I looked over to my left
where the shower curtain had once been and saw Stefan pounding his cock
with his right hand.  He was standing on the shower mat. He was close
enough to see me in the shower.  His eyes were closed and he let out a loud
yell and blew his load all over my chest.  He opened his eyes quickly and
saw me lying there staring at him.  He ran out of the bathroom with his
suit in his hand.
  I just lay there in shock.  He had been watching me beat off!  I looked
down at my chest and could see strings of his cum.  I scooped up some of
his seed and tasted it.  It was sweet with a slight aftertaste.  My cock
started hardening again and I urged it back to full size and continued
pleasuring myself until I climaxed for the second time in 20 minutes.  I
finished showering and dried myself off.

CHAPTER 4

	After I had finished drying off, I tied my hair back and brushed my
teeth.  I was tempted to go without contacts but I decided that I should
wear them.  I had just finished putting my contacts in when I heard the
phone ring in my room.  I ran to the bedroom and answered the phone.  It
was Stefan.

	"Hi Ian, um look I want to apologise for watching you in the
shower.  It was wrong and I am very sorry."

	"It's all right Stefan.  No harm done."

	"No, it's not all right.  I was so turned on by the thought of you
masturbating in the shower that I couldn't help myself.  I can't feel that
way.  I can't feel..."

	"Look Stefan.  Just forget about it.  It was my fault.  I should
have been more discrete.  Besides, if you aren't attracted to guys it was
just a freak of nature."

	"Does that sort of thing happen?"  Stefan asked with a touch of
curiosity in his voice.

	"Sometimes Stefan.  Listen.  Did you still want me to come for
supper or would you prefer I stay at home?"

	"I still want you to come over.  You're right.  It was just a freak
of nature.  I'll be in the shower so just come on down to my room."

	"'Kay.  See you in about five minutes."

	I went to my dresser and pulled out a polo shirt and a pair of
casual shorts.  I quickly got dressed and headed next door.  Stefan's mom
met me at the door and asked me about my black eye.  I told her I had run
into some furniture last night while I was walking in the dark and
unfamiliar basement.  She took the story at face value and told me that
Stefan was in the basement.  I went down to his room and found Stefan
standing in the middle of his room naked and drying off.

	"So what's for supper?" I asked as Stefan pulled on his clothes.

	"Barbecued spare ribs and rice."

	"Cool."

	I looked at the floor while Stefan got dressed.  I didn't want to
make him feel uncomfortable.  I figured if I sat there staring him while he
got dressed he would be a little embarrassed.  When I saw that he had
pulled on a pair of shorts, I looked up and started talking with him.  I
asked him some questions about school. Stefan answered my questions much
more truthfully than he had before when my parents had asked similar
questions.

	Finally it was suppertime and I was treated to the same inquisition
that my parents had treated Stefan to.  I answered the questions as best I
could.  His parents were interested in how I had liked high school in
Toronto.  They seemed to think that Toronto was a violent city.  I tried to
correct their misconceptions.  After Stefan and I had finished eating we
cleaned off the table and did the few dishes that wouldn't fit in the
dishwasher.  I had the urge to go for another swim and I asked Stefan if he
would like to join me for a swim and then maybe stay the night.  Stefan
thought about it long and hard.  I'm sure he was trying to figure if I was
trying to get into his pants or if I was just being a normal teenager.
Finally he said sure and he asked his mom.  His mother had no problem with
him staying at my place for the night, so we went back downstairs and
Stefan took off all of his clothes.  I stood there as he packed them into a
backpack and pulled his Speedos back on.  His cock was soft and he had no
trouble getting everything adjusted.  I realised that I was staring and I
turned around as he finished adjusting himself.

	"So are you all packed?"  I asked looking at the wall.

	"Yep, let's go."

	We walked upstairs and Stefan said good night to his parents.  We
walked across the patch of lawn that separated our houses and I unlocked
the front door.  I took Stefan's backpack and told him I would be right
out.  I went downstairs and put his pack onto my bed.  I walked into the
bathroom and pulled my clothes off.  I grabbed my bathing suit off of the
curtain rod and pulled the cold, clammy suit on.  My balls quickly climbed
into my abdomen in search of warmth.  I took my contacts out and grabbed a
couple of towels out of the linen closet.  I figured if there were towels
upstairs, we wouldn't have to drip all the way through the house.  I
grabbed my clothes off the floor and tossed them into my room before
heading upstairs.  I walked out the back door onto the deck and put the
towels down on the deck chair that was by the door.  Stefan was already in
the pool swimming lengths.  I stood on the deck admiring his form and his
stroke.  He was a really good swimmer and his suit accentuated his very
beautiful body.

	I walked to the deep end of the pool and decided to dive in and do
a few lengths.  I dove into the water and although I didn't create a very
big splash I knew that my dive was no where as good as Stefan's had been
earlier that day.  I swam fifteen lengths of the pool before I started
tiring and decided to rest in the shallow end.  The water had warmed up
since the afternoon as the heater worked to bring the water temperature to
a very comfortable 72 degrees Fahrenheit.  I left my head above water while
I kept my body submerged.  Stefan finished his lap and swam over to where I
was resting.  He surfaced next to me and took a deep breath.

	"The water is warmer now," he said as his breathing slowed to a
more normal rate.

	"Yep," I replied.  "The heater was going all afternoon."

	"Wanna race?"

	"Okay.  There and back.  Go!"  I cheated and started swimming away
before Stefan was ready.  It didn't matter, however, as he quickly passed
me before we got to the other end of the pool and ended up beating me by a
little less than half the length of the pool.

	"You cheated and I still won," Stefan gloated as he did a little
celebration dance.

	"So you swim better than me," I said trying to dismiss his win.
Stefan wouldn't let it go and I finally had to start splashing him.  The
splashing eventually escalated to dunking and I gave as good as I got.
Stefan could use his brute force to dunk me while I had to be a little
sneakier.  I tripped him several times and jumped on his back repeatedly.
We were having so much fun that we didn't notice that a storm that had been
rolling in until we heard a clap of thunder and saw a bolt of lightning.

	"Uh oh," Stefan said, "Looks like we are in for a storm."

	"Yeah.  We better get out.  Stay in the pool and grab the end of
the thermal cover.  I'll unroll it.  It works better this way."

	"So why do I get to stay in the pool during the storm?"  Stefan
asked sarcastically.

	"Cause you swim better.  Deal with it."

	I quickly hopped out of the pool and ran over to the thermal cover.
I handed Stefan the end of it and quickly started unrolling it.  It took
about a minute to get the pool covered and by the time we had finished it
had started raining heavily.  Stefan hopped out of the pool and we both ran
to the deck.  I handed Stefan his towel and we went inside to escape the
rain.  Inside, we were dripping all over the floor, so I told Stefan that
perhaps we better go downstairs so that we don't get the floor too wet.

	We ran downstairs and crowded into the washroom.  The shower
curtain was still lying partially in the shower and partially out of the
shower from the afternoon's events and Stefan sort of blushed when he saw
it.  I pulled off my suit and rinsed it out in the sink.  After wringing it
out I threw it over the curtain rod and turned to Stefan.

	"Take off your suit and I'll rinse it out for you," I told him as
he stood there towelling off his chest.

	Stefan paused for a moment and then tossed his towel over his
shoulder.  He pulled off his suit and handed it to me.  He took his towel
off of his shoulder and continued drying off.  I tried not to look at his
equipment but the temptation was too great.  I quickly regained my
self-control, rinsed out his suit and tossed it over the bar next to mine.
I finished drying myself off and hung the towel onto the towel rack.  I
walked out of the bathroom with my soft cock dangling between my legs.
Once in my room I grabbed the briefs I had been wearing previously and
pulled them on.  I pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and took a look
in the mirror.  My hair was a mess.  The bruises on my neck were gone and
the bruise on my face was nearly gone.  My black eye had gone down a little
but it was still very noticeable.  I caught a reflection of Stefan standing
behind me naked.  His body was so beautiful but I knew that I shouldn't and
couldn't do anything with him because of the way he felt.  I watched as
Stefan reached into his backpack and pulled on his clothes.

	"How's your eye feel?"  Stefan asked.

	"A little better than it felt last night.  How do your nuts feel?"
I asked as turned around to look at him, now that he was fully dressed.

	"Man, last night when you pounded my nuts I thought you had crushed
them or something.  They were still sore this morning when I woke up.  In
fact they are still a little tender now."

	"I'm sorry I hurt you Stefan..."

	"You have nothing to apologise for.  If that had been me I would
have done the same thing.  You were just trying to get away."

	I smiled at him.  "So what do you want to do?"

	Stefan shrugged, "I dunno.  What's on TV?"

	I looked at my watch.  It was almost nine o'clock.  "Leno and
Letterman will be on in half an hour," I replied, "And there might be a
good movie on Super Channel."

	We headed out to the family room and turned on the TV.  I checked
the preview channel and was pleased to see that 'In & Out' would be
starting at 9:30.  I hadn't seen the movie when it was in the theatre and
had been waiting patiently for it to come out on video.  I turned to
Stefan, and asked if he had seen 'In & Out'.

	"Nope," he replied.  "I did want to see it though.  Have you seen
it?"

	"Nah.  I missed it in the theatre.  How about we order a pizza and
watch the movie."

	"Sounds good.  What kind of pizza do you want to order?"

	"Canadian from Pizza Hut sound good to you?"

	"Sounds good to me," Stefan replied.

	I picked up the phone and then realised I didn't have a clue as to
the phone number for Pizza Hut.  "Hey, you know the number for Pizza Hut?"

	"Ummm, 555-7500 I think."

	I dialled the number that Stefan gave me and was pleased to hear
the pleasant voice of a Pizza Hut employee.  I gave her my order and my
address and was happy to hear that the pizza would arrive in about 30
minutes.  Stefan and I channel surfed, looking for something interesting to
watch but we were thoroughly disappointed with the selection.  I heard the
doorbell ring and I ran upstairs with my wallet.  I gave the driver his
money and a decent tip and went into the kitchen.  I grabbed a couple of
pops out of the fridge, pulled a few sheets of paper towel of the roll for
napkins and headed back downstairs.  I put the pizza down and grabbed my
seat just as the movie started.

	Stefan and I devoured the pizza like teenage boys tend to do.  By
the time the movie was over both Stefan and I were yawning deeply.  I
looked over at Stefan and thought over the sleeping arrangements.  He could
have my bed and I would crash on the couch.  I told Stefan that he could
have my bed and he asked where I was going to sleep.

	"I'll just sleep out here on the couch," I told him.

	"There's no need to do that.  Your bed is large enough for both of
us."

	"Are you sure you'll be comfortable knowing I'm in the bed with
you?"  I asked.

	"You said you wouldn't do anything and I trust you.  There's just
one thing.  Do you mind if I sleep in the nude?"

	"Nope.  That's how I sleep all the time."

	We both got up and headed to my room.  I stopped in the washroom
and brushed my teeth.  I quickly washed my face and headed back to my room.
When I arrived in my room Stefan had already pulled off all of his clothes
except for his underwear.  He had his toothbrush in his hand and he headed
to the washroom when he saw me come in.  I quickly pulled off my clothes
and got under the covers.  Stefan came back into the room about five
minutes later and shut off the lights.  I could see his body silhouetted
against the wall and watched as he removed his underwear.  I closed my eyes
so that I wouldn't get a raging hard on while he was lying in my bed.  I
knew it would be futile but I tried my best.  I felt Stefan crawl into bed
and heard his breathing start to slow.  I closed my eyes and drifted off to
sleep.

	I awoke a short time later when I felt a hand playing with my cock.
I moaned quietly and almost instantly the hand withdrew.  I rolled over on
my side and looked at Stefan.

	"Why did you stop?"  I asked.

	"Um, I'm sorry Ian.  I think I better go sleep on the couch."

	"Don't bother Stefan.  I don't mind if you want to play with me."

	Stefan was quiet for a few moments and then he rolled onto his side
so he was looking at me.  "Would you um..."

	"Would I what?"

	Stefan stammered for a few seconds trying to ask for something he
desperately wanted.  I put my finger to his lips and he instantly fell
silent.

	"Would you like me to give you a blow job?"

	Stefan slowly nodded his head.  I pulled back the comforter and
exposed my rock hard cock.  I ran my hand over Stefan's chest.  His nipples
were hard and I couldn't resist tweaking them.  I gently caressed his cock
and balls.  A loud moan escaped from Stefan's lips and he closed his eyes.

	"Sorry.  I would imagine things are a little sore after last
night," I said.

	Stefan made no reply so I moved down to the foot of the bed and
spread his legs.  By the light of the moon I could see his family jewels.
Nestled in a patch of curly black pubic hair was the most beautiful cock I
had seen, and also one of the largest.  Stefan's circumcised cock measured
at least eight inches and was pleasantly plump.  His low hanging balls had
a thin covering of pubic hair and at the moment were drawn close to his
body.  I lowered my mouth towards his cock and quickly took in the first 4
inches of its length.
  Stefan made a loud gasping noise and clenched the sheets of the bed with
his hands.  I ran my tongue around the glands of his cock teasing him a
little before I made the final assault and took in the last four inches.  I
moved my head up and down his cock, slowly deep throating the whole length
of it.  I started caressing his tender balls very carefully with my hand as
I started increasing my speed.  I squeezed his balls, trying to push him to
the edge but also trying not to hurt him.

	Stefan started breathing heavier and grasped even harder at the
sheets.  I felt his cock expand in my mouth and was rewarded with a mouth
full of Stefan's sweet cum as he blew his load.  I stopped deep throating
Stefan and concentrated on the glands in an attempt to tease all of the cum
that I could out of his cock.  I gave his rapidly softening cock a few
strokes with my hand to get the last of his cum. Finally, I removed his
cock from my mouth and lay down beside him.  I placed my arm onto his chest
and kissed him.

	I felt his tongue move through my mouth and he moved his left hand
onto my back.  He pulled me close and we lay in each other's arms for a few
minutes enjoying the warmth that the other's body was providing.  Stefan
pulled me on top of him and slowly ran his arms down my back.  His fingers
ran over the small of my back and cupped the cheeks of my butt.  He rolled
to his side and placed me back down on the bed.  He sat up and moved down
in between my legs.  My seven-inch cock was pointing straight up and was
begging for attention.  It had oozed out a fair amount of precum and Stefan
used his finger to wipe it off and taste it.

	Stefan slowly moved down to my cock and I could feel the breath
coming out his nose striking the head of my manhood.  He took a few
tentative licks and then drew the glands of my cock into his mouth.  He
played with the head of the cock with his tongue before he started moving
his head up and down my cock.  It had been so long since I had had a
blowjob and I knew I wouldn't last long.  Stefan took more and more of my
cock into his mouth with each stroke until his mouth was full.  He tried
deep throating my cock like I had done for him but he started choking.
Stefan worked on my cock and in his enthusiasm scraped his teeth along the
glands of my cock.  I moaned loudly.  I started bucking my hips furiously
as I neared my climax and Stefan stopped moving and let me do all the work.
I blew my load into Stefan's mouth.  Stefan took my load in and swallowed.
He crawled back up beside me on the bed and kissed me.  I could taste my
seed in his mouth mixed in with his saliva.

	"How was I?"  Stefan asked as he pulled me close to him.

	"Not bad--for a beginner," I replied with a big grin on my face.
"But man watch those teeth."

	"Sorry, I tried to be careful but I got so into what I was doing."

	I wrapped my arms around Stefan's neck.  "That's all right.  It was
still great.  But I thought you couldn't do this."

	"Can you please not tell anyone?  I would like to keep it a
secret."

	I nodded and placed my head on Stefan's chest.  He wrapped me in a
warm embrace and I felt immense happiness.

CHAPTER 5

	I awoke at about 2:30 am when I felt a rock hard cock pressing into
my back.  My cock quickly hardened and I knew I wasn't getting back to
sleep until I blew a load.

	"Stefan," I whispered. "Are you awake?"

	"Yeah," he replied. "And I'm horny."

	I laughed quietly.  "Believe it or not I could tell."

	Stefan slowly sat up and crawled in between my legs.  "I want to
try something if that's okay with you?"

	"All right."

	Stefan took my penis into his mouth and slowly ran his tongue
around the head.  I could feel his breath on my pubes.  He was teasing me
with his tongue and my body started tensing up.  He removed my cock from
his mouth and started licking my balls.  He took one of my balls into his
mouth and applied a lot of suction to it and then repeated on the other
one.  I groaned loudly from the pleasure that Stefan was giving me.  The
pressure started building in my balls and I knew I was going to blow my
load soon.  I urged Stefan to start sucking my cock and he took the whole
length in, gagging a little as he got to the end.  His gag response shoved
me over the edge and I started pumping my cum into his mouth.  Stefan
sucked as hard as he could on my cock.  He kept my cock in his mouth for a
couple minutes after I had cum and then let it slip from his lips.

	Stefan the moved up my body and straddled my chest without putting
a lot of pressure onto it.  As his cock came near I took it into my mouth
and started sucking on it.  After I had sucked on his cock for a couple of
minutes he told me to stop and to close my eyes.  I did as I was asked and
felt him get off of my chest.  I felt his weight on the bed again and he
was down by my feet.  I spread my legs for him and felt the weight shift as
he moved closer to my soft cock.  I wasn't sure what he was doing but I
kept my eyes closed.
  Suddenly I felt something that I wasn't expecting.  Stefan had placed the
head of his cock up against my ass hole.  Before I could tell him to stop
he had grabbed my thighs and slammed the full length of his cock up my ass.
I felt my anus tear and felt a warm liquid on my cheeks.  I screamed loudly
and told Stefan to stop.

	"Come on.  You said I could try it," he replied as he kept pounding
his cock into my ass.

	The pain was unbearable.  The blood from the tear was lubricating
Stefan's cock but I was in massive pain.  I tried to get away from the
intruder but Stefan had placed my legs over his thighs and had a firm grip
on them preventing any escape.  There was no pleasure for me in the fucking
that I was getting.  I kept screaming for him to stop but Stefan had begun
pounding the cock in and out of my ass faster and faster as he approached
the edge.  I kept trying to get away but I couldn't.  Finally Stefan rammed
his cock all the way into me and I felt his cock expand as he blew his
load.

	I started sobbing from the pain.  My hole had been battered and
bruised by the beating that had been administered by Stefan.  I had tried
to get him to stop but I couldn't.  I didn't think it was rape but I knew
that he had no right to hurt me as bad as he had.  Stefan pulled his cock
out of my ass and got out of the bed.  He didn't turn on the light as he
left to go to the washroom.  I lay on the bed in shock from the pain that
my spasming ass hole was experiencing.  Stefan was gone for only a couple
seconds when he ran back into the room and turned on the lights.

	"Oh my god.  Ian, are you all right?  What have I done?"

	I couldn't answer him, as I remained a sobbing mess on the bed.
Stefan quickly ran back to the washroom and grabbed a handful of toilet
paper that he placed against my anus in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
He went back to the bathroom and I could hear the water running.  He came
back into the room and picked up my quivering body and carried me to the
bathroom.  In the bathroom he placed me in the tub that was quickly filling
with warm water.  I tried to get my breathing under control but I couldn't.

	"Come on Ian.  Take a deep breath now.  Breathe in.  Breathe out.
Breathe In.  Breathe out."

	I tried to breathe in time with Stefan and slowly I caught my
breath.  My ass still hurt but the warm water was easing a bit of the pain.
Stefan turned the water off and rolled me over onto my stomach.  He propped
my head up and gently began cleaning my bloody hole.  The washcloth brushed
up against the tear and I felt a burning sensation.  I gasped, and Stefan
took greater care when he cleaned near there trying not cause me any more
pain than I already felt.  Once he felt that the area was cleaned, he
lifted me out of the tub and wrapped me in a towel.  He sat himself down on
the toilet and held me close.  He carefully rolled me over to see if I had
stopped bleeding and was distressed to find that I had not stopped.

	"Ian, you haven't stopped bleeding.  What should I do?"

	My voice was still shaking from the shock of the assault.  I tried
to tell him about the salve that was in the medicine chest.  Eventually he
understood what I was trying to tell him and he took me back to the
bedroom.
  He put me down on the bed very carefully and went back to find the salve
that I had told him about.  I had gotten the salve from Colin's older
brother, a proctologist, who had given it to me just in case.  He had given
Colin some too but we had never had to use it.  The salve stopped the
bleeding, reduced pain and prevented infections.

	Stefan re-entered the room carrying the tube and read the
directions.  He rolled me over onto my belly and carefully applied the
salve to my battered sphincter.  I gasped slightly when it was applied,
feeling a slight burning sensation.  I had no idea how long it was going to
take to heal, but I really didn't care at that point.

	Stefan got closer to my ass hole and carefully examined it.  "It's
stopped bleeding," he told me with relief in his voice.

	Stefan picked me up again and carried me into the living room.  He
lay me down on the couch and went back to the bedroom.  I was still shaking
but I had calmed down a little.  I was still in shock though.  I had never
expected Stefan to try to fuck me without telling me.  I heard Stefan run
the water for a bit in the bathroom, and then I heard a bunch of cupboard
doors opening and closing.  Louis and Lestat hopped up onto the couch with
me, and cuddled close to my chest.  My eyes started growing heavy and I
feel asleep.

	Sometime later I felt myself being lifted and carried.  I left my
eyes closed.  Stefan gently put me back down on the bed and I partially
opened my eyes.  Stefan had replaced the sheets on the bed and was wearing
his underwear again.  I started shivering as my body quickly started
cooling.  Stefan turned off the lights and crawled into bed with me.  He
wrapped his arms around me and pulled my head to his chest.  I could hear
the sound of his heart, and between the rhythm of his heart and the warmth
of his body I fell asleep.

Continued.