Date: Tue, 29 May 2007 19:07:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jack Frost <unpetitpoissonbleu@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Moving On - Chapter Fifteen

Moving On -- Chapter Fifteen
By Jack Frost

A special thanks to Sharon for the excellent editing work!
Un remerciement special a Francois pour la correction des textes francais
et pour le "betareading" !!! 
And finally, many thanks to a certain goat with sunglasses, CJames the
betareader! 


	"Can I have my boy now?" Ben asked Julien. We were still on the
dance floor, and Ben and Loic came over to us.

	"I thought you weren't going to dance," Julien teased.

	"Loic made me and I was too drunk to resist," Ben stumbled a little
pushing Julien away from me, "And I still am... Now, it's my turn with
him." Loic took Julien away to their table so Julien could have another
smoke.

	"I suck at dancing," I told Ben.

	"Yes, you do, but you're trying hard enough," Ben stepped on my
foot on purpose.

	"Ow! Bitch..." I hissed, "What did I do?"

	"Kiss me now like you did to Julien earlier," Ben smirked, "It's
been a while and it's not fair he'd be the only one getting kisses tonight
from you."

	I would never refuse such a demand, so I gave him one, but with
more passion than the one with Julien. We stood still in the middle of the
dance floor, kissing as the world danced and the lights flashed around
us. It was a unique spot for anyone to be in. We broke off and stared in
each other's eyes. I definitely still couldn't get enough of Ben's
eyes...still brown and `almond-shaped'.

	"Did it bother you?" I asked.

	"Did what?" Ben looked a little confused at the question.

	"What I did to him," I clarified myself.

	"Oh, not at all. It's just a kiss. Friends even do that all the
time. Well, not often in that way, but it's such a nice way to show
affection to one another. Not necessarily to show love like the one you
gave me," Ben winked, "I'm fine with it, but don't get too carried
away. Kissing is reserved for those who deserve it, and it shouldn't be
treated like nothing, like those whores would do. So...don't become a
whore," Ben stuck his tongue out at me.

	"Heh, I thought the same, almost. I wasn't sure if you shared the
same belief as well," I sighed in relief.

	"Well, I was worried for a minute when Loic did that to me," Ben
bit his lips, "He did french me a little when he was waiting for me near
the washroom, and I was too drunk to even resist... Heh, I'm always too
drunk to resist anything," he blushed.

	"Hey!" I gasped like an actor, "Well, you could tell he wanted to
do that. He likes you."

	"I like him too, but he's mean for making me blush too often," he
pouted cutely.

	"I'll try this in French," I warned, "T'sais quoi?" (You know
what?)

	"Quoi?" he gave me a curious look. I went to his ears and
whispered...

	"Je t'aime..." (I love you)

	Ben gasped and jabbed his finger on my chest.

	"You stupid boy! First time you said that to me!" he smiled with a
tear rolling down from his eye, "Moi aussi, je t'aime," (Me too, I love
you) he hugged me hard and pecked my lips, "Hear that? Slowdance
music. Dansons, mon beau!" (Let's dance, mon beau!)

	I held him, moving slowly around, and feeling his chest. I closed
my eyes, letting the combination of music and fading alcohol put me into
dreamland. Then I felt a hand going under the back of my shirt, rubbing
slowly, which added sensations to the skin there.

	"Hmmm, beau cul," (beautiful ass) Ben whispered, and he dove his
hand down inside my jeans, squeezing my bare ass.

	"Horny?" I questioned.

	"Oh, yeah..." Ben answered seductively, rubbing his boner in his
jeans against my crotch to back up his affirmation to my question. I pulled
his hand out.

	"Not here, people are around us.

	"Shit, now I see them. I thought we were all alone in our own
world," Ben snickered, "This vodka is fucking me up. Follow me," he pulled
my hand leading me somewhere... Ben paused, finding a glass of drink
sitting alone on the table, so he took it and drank it all. We walked away
fast, looking back to see a guy all confused looking at an empty glass. We
giggled until Ben showed me a closet.

	"It's empty. When I say `in', do it fast," Ben watched, making sure
no one would see us, "In!" In a millisecond, we walked in, and Ben turned
on a light. It was a small broom closet with cleaning supplies. He pulled
me into a deep kiss. I lifted up his shirt to feel all around his chest,
and Ben did the same to me, without interrupting the kiss.

	Ben broke away from me, going to softly kiss the side of my neck,
then down to my right nipple, giving it a torturous licking job. I moaned
in response, running my hands through his hair making it a little
messier. I stopped him so I could give him the same thing. After a couple
minutes of making his nipple soft and tender, I unbuckled his belt and
unzipped his jeans to free his aching hard-on from his undies. It stared at
me, asking me to take it, so I took it in slowly, stopping at the head to
give it some licking. Ben whimpered, hinting for me to cut the shit and
suck it. But I wasn't going to make it all that easy for him. So I stopped
licking and blew on it lightly, and that made him go absolutely insane.

	"Shit, just take it all in!" Ben protested.

	I quickly dove in, hoping I could hold back the gag reflex as it
was long enough to end at the back of my throat. Ben happily sighed, and I
worked on his pulsing dick in my mouth with my tongue. I grabbed his ass,
and he humped into me a little pushing it further down my mouth and
throat. After a couple minutes, I pulled off, and Ben looked at me,
wondering why.

	"What?" he asked.

	"I have better plans. Just save it for home," I got up to kiss his
tender lips.

	"Awh, but don't leave me in the middle," he pouted, "I'll tell you
when to stop. I just want more."

	"Ok, but I'll kill you if you let me make you explode," I unzipped
my jeans and pulled down my undies, freeing my boner, and I grabbed his to
slowly stroke them together.

	"Hmmm, I love it slow," he hummed, but I kept him quiet by kissing
him.

	After some time, I broke off, seeing our dicks getting really
hard. I panted slowly, and Ben started doing so as well. I could feel it
starting to break the top. Stop now...no, a little more...stop now!...no, a
little more... I had no self-control now when my brain was completely
defying me.

	"Ahhh...Steph!" Ben pulled my hand away, as his dick jerked a
couple times, but he resisted letting it spurt.

	"Sorry, I got carried away," I grinned, putting my still-hard dick
away in my undies.

	Then I heard the doorknob rattling. In a flash, I put Ben's dick
back in his undies as a couple guys jumped in.

	"Could we use this room too? It's too weird to be in the washroom
with stalls full of guys frenching and sucking off."

	"Ah Julien! Dammit..." Ben grumbled, "Too late, we're holding it
off till we get home."

	"Crisse..." Loic cursed, and then saw Ben's dick outlining his
undies, "Oh mon Jesus doux...j'ai un indice de ta taille," Loic's eyes
widened. (Oh my sweet Jesus...I got a hint of your size) Ben reacted by
pulling his jeans up to hide it, and gave him the finger.

	"Ah shit, we definitely can't stay. The metro will close soon,"
Julien looked at his pink cellphone clock, "its 1:00am now. Sorry babe,
we'll do it at my place," he told Loic, who looked a little disappointed,
but smiled.

	"Y peuvent-tu venir?" (Can they come?)

	"Euh, j'en pense, ok?" (I'll think about it) Ben answered before
Julien did.

	"Wait..." Julien stopped me from putting my shirt down. He moved
his hand down my chest, "Nice skin...nice chest... Damn you, Ben. If I
didn't get Loic, I would've fought you to have Steph all to myself."

	I blushed as I put my shirt back on, and Ben giggled, "I'm proud to
be his," he pushed Julien away from me, "Go first."

	We quickly walked out of the closet (no pun intended), only to find
ourselves face-to-face with the barlady, who appeared surprised at our
sudden appearance. She grumbled, "J'sais rien, j'sais rien..." (I know
nothing...) and rolled her eyes.

	We walked out of the door and went to the station where we managed
to catch the final train out. In the train, we heard Loic groaning at
something that Julien said right after he called his mother on the cell.

	"Mes parents sont chez moi pis les tiens sont aussi chez
toi. J'sais pas comment on peut passer la nuit ensemble. Je m'excuse..."
(My parents are home and yours are home too. I dunno how we can spend the
night together. Sorry...)

	"Quoi?" Ben listened to them, before taking his phone out,
"Attends, j'ai une idee," he dialed the number and waited for someone to
answer. After few seconds, "Adrien? Oł es-tu?" (What? Wait...I have an
idea. Adrien, where are you?) After a couple of minutes of talking, Julien
and Loic seemed to be cheered up, and then Ben hung up. "Vous pouvez venir
avec nous. Y m'a dit qu'y retournera pas avant 3 ou 4 heures." (You can
come with us. He told me he wouldn't come home till 3 or 4 am.) Loic and
Julien thanked Ben and gave him a hug.

	"What's going on?" I asked.

	"They're coming with us. Their parents are home, so I offered them
my place for them to sleep together," Ben translated quickly.

	"No problem, since Julien is your best friend...I don't mind," I
smiled.

	We got out of the metro and onto the bus to Ben's apartment. The
bus was quite empty, and so was avenue Mont Royal. After we got off, Julien
threw a snowball at Ben's back. Ben retaliated by jumping on him and
pushing him into a snowbank.

	"Serves you right, asshole," Ben laughed as Julien struggled to get
out of the huge snowpile on the side of the street.

	As we got in the apartment, and right after we got our shoes off,
obviously there was only one thing on our mind. Loic pushed Julien against
the wall and they started making out. Ben did the same to me. After several
minutes of making out against the wall, we slowly found our way to Ben's
bedroom, and our shirts flew across the room to land on the floor. Julien
was all over Loic's neck while Ben was, like always, at my most sensitive
spot on my body, my right nipple. Light moaning filled the silence and we
were just warming up. Loic pushed Julien to the bed when Ben closed the
door, just in case. Then there went our jeans, onto the floor with the
shirts, and now, it was just us in our undies.

	"I see you're still wearing those comics undies," Julien grinned at
Ben before returning his attention on Loic.

	"Shut up!" Ben gave him the finger in a silly way (must be the
alcohol), "Steph, on the bed...now..." he wiggled his eyes before he threw
me there, not giving me a chance to do it myself.

	We made out some more and let our crotches rub against each other,
bringing us to the next level of arousal. We all weren't in a hurry to get
it done, so we took our time to tease ourselves to the brink and slow
down. When Ben was kissing my neck, I saw Julien on top of Loic, as he
slowly rubbed his package, which was already hard anyway, and then pulled
off Loic's underwear to expose his average-sized dick into view. And Julien
let Loic take off his underwear as well, exposing Julien's
stick. Damn...just damn, he was just as big as Ben. They kept on rubbing
each other bare, with Julien's smooth tight ass in view.

	I went to the edge of Ben's undies to pull them off, and Ben did
the same to mine. Now we were all buck naked, and I noticed Ben turning up
the heat to 25*C or something on the thermostat near his bed.

	"To keep us warm," he whispered and started kissing me softly on my
chest, giving me electric tingles from his tender lips. I rubbed my hand
all over his back, but it was soon out of reach as he went to take my dick
in his mouth. I gasped in response and closed my eyes to focus on the
feeling down in that area. Ben always gives a great blowjob, got to give
Julien some credit for that...if Ben practiced a lot on him. I opened my
eyes to see what they were doing now. Julien had already stopped kissing
Loic's chest and was sucking his dick like Ben was doing now to me.

	The room had gotten warmer and so had we. Loic and I were lightly
panting after some time of getting sucked off. So we decided to stop Ben
and Julien before we could lose control. We turned over, since now it was
our turn to be tops. Loic went for Julien's nipples before heading to give
his stick some attention. I just wanted to rub Ben's against my stomach,
keeping my sensitive dick away to keep it from exploding prematurely. I
already had given him a blowjob earlier, so I picked something else to
please him. Ben closed his eyes and gasped, telling me it was working
nicely. Julien's subtle erratic panting was audible enough for me to hear,
so Loic was doing a good job as well.

	I gave Ben a few minutes to enjoy the rubbing and nipple licking. I
stopped to let him be on top of me again, and we just kissed once
more. Julien followed few seconds later to be over Loic. I closed my eyes,
feeding Ben's tongue snaking all over in my mouth. I heard a slap.

	"Hey!" Ben called out at Julien for slapping his bare ass.

	"Desole...je pouvais pas resister," (Sorry...I couldn't resist...)
Julien grinned, "Tiens, prends-les," (Here, take them) Julien threw a
couple of things at Ben from his bag on the floor. Ben picked them up, a
pack of condoms and a tube of lube.

	"Hmmm, want to?" Ben asked, waving the pack. Julien was already
readying himself to enter Loic.

	"Dive in," I nodded, "I want you to take my innocence away," I
smirked.

	"Innocent, my ass," Ben rolled his eyes, "You lost that ages ago, I
bet."

	"I'm sure it's your size...magnum," Julien wisecracked as he took
Loic slowly.

	"Shut up... And worry about him, not me," Ben took out the tube,
"Hmm, Astroglide...good stuff," he commented, and squeezed a nickel-sized
blob on his finger, "I'm going to massage it around, so relax," he
instructed. I nodded and prepared myself. Julien was already ramming Loic;
both were enjoying it too well according to the expressions on their faces.

	I felt a cool sensation on my hole. Ben rubbed around, and it
involuntarily contracted shut. I tried relaxing, closing my eyes to at
least enjoy the cooling sensation. Eventually, it loosened up.

	"I'm going to put a finger in. Gotta lube it really well, ok?" Ben
warned. Then a finger slowly rubbed in, sliding with ease. He took it out
to put another nickel-sized blob on it for the inner-part, slowing
massaging around. After a couple of minutes of lubing, it felt very
slippery and relaxed.

	"Ok..." Ben paused to roll the condom down his shaft and put some
lube around it by sliding his hand up and down several times, "It might
hurt. If it does, tell me to stop till the pain subsides, ok?" I nodded
again, feeling the head probing at my hole.

	"Ok, here we go... any last words as a virgin boy?" Ben smirked.

	"Yeah," I whispered, "Je t'aime," (I love you) I went to kiss
him. Ben blushed and smiled, "Here we go! I'm diving into the unknown glory
hole of Steph!" he giggled. Next thing I knew there was a pop and Ben was
in an inch now. Pain shot out.

	"Ah...stop..." I winced at the sharp pain. Ben paused, waiting for
a go-ahead. I turned my head, taking my mind off the pain, to see Julien
still banging Loic. Loic was now kind of leaning against the bedhead,
giving Julien more room and letting them kiss as they screwed each other. I
was just turned on even more by looking at them.

	"Go..." I went to look at Ben, "All the way."

	"Ben nodded, and in few seconds, as I easily resisted the minor
pain, he was all the way in.

	"Shit...no one was able to take all seven inches of me at the first
try," Ben whispered, "Well, except Julien, but he's a slut anyway," he
grinned.

	"I heard that," Julien panted, still deep in the world of pleasure
with Loic.

	Ben started slowly pumping in and out, and the simulation became
apparent. After several seconds of taking it easy, Ben progressively sped
up the pace, releasing a light moan as my hole clenched around his slippery
stick. Shortly, my prostate was getting greatly simulated and I quietly
told Ben to stay where he was, letting him know he was doing good. Waves of
pleasure pulsed around my hip area, and then I closed my eyes, letting him
keep doing the work as I focused more. Listening to Julien and Loic's
panting only made me even more turned on and the feelings better.

	After twenty-thirty minutes of teasing each other to the brink from
the closet to here on the bed, I just couldn't hold it back anymore.

	"Ben, I'm getting close. This is getting too intense to hold back,"
I whispered.

	"I'm close too, just hang in there so we can come together," Ben
responded.

	I felt it strongly, the hold muscles were tightening even more and
my prostate was slowly expanding to prepare for the eventual release. The
waves of pleasure turned into orgasm as Ben pounded harder intensifying it.

	"Ah..." I clenched my teeth, "Ben..."

	My dick was extremely hard, and I gasped as the h-bomb exploded all
over my hip to my body. My stomach tightened before I knew it, my dick
pulsed out a long stream of semen landing on my upper chest. My orgasm grew
even more powerful as the second shot flew to my chest.

	"Ahhh..." I was too breathless to call out. I just wanted it to end
fast because it was too much. I winced at every shot of juice.

	"Oh shit..." Ben gasped, "This is it...ugnh..." he warned as he
rammed even harder. Ben closed his eyes when I felt his dick throbbing
inside me, feeling the spurts shooting in the condom. After few seconds, I
ran dry, and Ben slowed down his pumping before stopping to collapse on me.

	"Whoa..." Ben panted.

	"Ah crisse..." Loic muttered, "Les regarder me fait jouir..." (Ah
fuck, watching them is making me come) he warned Julien, who appeared to be
creaming in Loic. Loic in no time began to shoot on himself, all over his
chest and stomach with his seed. Julien collapsed on him, sandwiching
himself with Loic's mess.

	"Tabarnak..." Julien chuckled, "C'etait merveilleux, mon beau,"
(Goddammit, that was wonderful, my beau) he kissed his forehead.

	"Ouais..." Ben agreed, he took off his filled condom and threw it
to the floor, "How was it?" he asked me.

	"Best ever so far," I said, "It was too much to even take, but in a
good way."

	"Good to hear, Mr. No-Longer-Innocent," Ben winked. He took a
couple of towels from under the bed, and gave one to Julien to clean up his
and Loic's belly. Ben cleaned his and mine.

	"Jesus...how much did you squirt? A litre?" Ben kept cleaning the
stuff off.

	Julien stood up on the bed to get a quick cigarette. Loic turned to
Ben, cuddling on his side. Ben did the same to me, kissing me on my neck. I
could feel that Loic was feeling Ben's semi-hard dick.

	"Hmm, je savais que t'es aussi grand que Julien," (I knew you're as
big as Julien) he smirked, stroking Ben's dick to get it to full
hardness. Julien noticed what Loic was doing, so he put out his half-smoked
cigarette and went to me.

	"They shouldn't leave us alone, eh?" he grinned before giving me a
kiss, "Can you take another? Just for me?"

	"Maybe..." I looked at Ben, who nodded to go ahead. I went to kiss
him, feeling his dick. Smooth and slender.

	"Hmmm..." he hummed through the kiss, and went for mine, stroking
it to get hard.

	We were able to get hard again, and then held each other, kissing
and stroking. It was a little hard to come, especially after two times
today, but I managed to give a decent orgasm but was a little low on the
semen. Nevertheless, Julien didn't mind, and I spooned him while stroking
him from behind. After rubbing my body against his back, it was enough for
him to come all over the bed. Ben and Loic followed together, little moans
filled the silence once again.

	I kissed Julien and turned to hold Ben, just to go to sleep with
him in my arms. Julien went to do the same for Loic.

	"Je t'aime..." Ben said before drifting off into sleep. I went to
feel his hair, and Julien's as well, massaging lightly for few minutes
until I fell asleep.

	Morning lights were already shining bright, and we were all covered
under a bedsheet. A door opened and woke us all up.

	"Ah marde...je vois que vous avez fait un trip a quatre..." (Ah
shit...I see you all had a foursome) Adrien rolled his eyes. He was leaning
on the doorway, and shirtless and in his jammies.

	"Salut Adrien," Julien smiled, rubbing his eyes and stretching his
arms in bed.

	"Content de ne pas te voir tout nu, Julien," (Happy not seeing you
naked) Adrien merely responded, grinning.

	"Adrien, quelle surprise," Loic smiled at him, "Pis t'as l'air fin
sans t-shirt." (What a surprise. And you look good without a t-shirt)
Adrien's eyes widened a little before turning shy. Ben and Julien glared at
Loic, then Adrien for an answer.

	"Loic...hey..." he trailed off, "Ok, vous avez une heure pour vous
preparer a sortir!" (Ok, you got an hour to get ready to go out)

	Before he closed the door, he went on, "Pis quelqu'un crisse cet
ostie de condom sale sur le calisse de plancher. M'a pas y toucher...c'est
crissement degueulasse. Sacrament..." he pointed at the used condom that
Ben threw on the floor. And he left. (And someone throws away this fucking
dirty condom on the fucking goddamn floor. I'm not going to touch it...it's
so fucking gross. God...) Ben went to pick it up and threw it in the
trashcan.

	"Tu le connais?" Ben asked Loic, "Tu l'as jamais rencontre avant."
(You know him? You never got to meet him before)

	"Euh ben, deux fois on a fait des pipes," Loic winked, "Je dirai
qu'y'etait plutot...docile..." he giggled. Julien and Ben snorted. (Eh
well, a couple times we sucked each other off. I would say he was
rather...submissive...)

	"Bon, chui plus le seul fif dans la famille car mon frere l'est
aussi," Ben said. (Good, I'm no longer the only gay guy in the family
because my brother is the same as well)

	"Non, je le pense pas. Soit y'est au moins curieux, soit y
cherchait des laches sexuels," Loic brushed off Ben's thought. (No, I don't
think so. Either he's curious or he was looking for some sexual releases)

	"Ah...c'est possible, ca," Ben agreed. (That's possible)

	"What's going on?" I asked, "Qui est curieux?" (Who's curious?)

	"Oh nothing important," Ben kissed on my cheek, "It's just Loic
sucked Adrien, hence why Adrien looked a little unsettled when he saw
Loic."

	"You serious?" I gasped.

	"Yes, and I find it ironic," he paused to think, "I could get Loic
to set him up, and I would catch him. Oh...he would never live without a
nickname too."

	"Une boy sucette?" Julien suggested.

	"Yes! Exactly. After all of these years of getting wisecracks from
him with the name `boy screwdriver', I just might have my revenge at last,"
Ben sneered.

	"Pis ca se peut que ca puisse s'arranger," Loic said, "Ok, ecoute,
vous trois partirez, mais pas moi. Je retournerai pour y dire: `Oh, je leur
ai dit que je devais aller chez moi seul, mais je voudrais passer du temps
avec toi.' Si je serai assez chanceux, y pourrait me laisser entrer pis
j'exercerai ma magie," Julien ended. Ben pulled his pillow over his face to
cover his giggling fits, and Julien looked quite amused at the idea. (And
that could be possible that it may work. Ok, listen, you three leave, but
not me. I'll come back to tell him: `Oh, I told them I'm going home alone,
but I wanted to spend some time with you.' If I'm lucky enough, he'll let
me in and I'll work my magic.)

	"Mais comment on va savoir quand on devrait entrer?" Julien
questioned Loic. (But how are we going to know when we should get in?)

	"Easy, je speed-diale ton mobile. Y saura rien quand y se sera mis
dans une session de frenching. Y le remarquera pas meme quand j'appliquerai
le bouton." (Easy, I speed-dial your cell. He won't know anything when he's
in a frenching session. He won't even notice when I push the button.)

	"Ouin, oh my god, j'ai longtemps attendu de ca," (Yeah, oh my god,
I have waited for this for a long time) Ben got excited, but went quiet at
a sound.

	"Vous avez quarante-cinq minutes!" Adrien shouted through the door,
"Donc, arretez de vous fourrer pis vous preparez asteure!" Adrien calmed
down, "Parce que j'ai des billets pour la game des Habs. Je peux en acheter
plus pour Julien pis Loic s'ils veulent venir!" (You have forty-five
minutes. So stop fucking each other and get ready now! Because I have some
tickets for the Habs game. I can buy some more for Julien and Loic if they
want to come)

	"Woot!" Ben and Julien jumped nakedly off the bed and danced around
the room looking for their undies to put on. Then they zoomed out of the
door, passing a grinning Adrien, to the bathroom.

	"Hey! Pas juste! Fais de l'air! La douche est a moi..." Ben lightly
moaned in the bathroom, seeing that Julien had already beaten him,
"Quelever, m'a t'y rejoindre." After several seconds, a thump could be
heard all over the apartment and a roar of laughter from Julien came out of
the bathroom. (Hey! No fair! Get away! The shower is mine...Whatever, I'm
going to join you.)

	"Ow! Ciboire de tabarnak!" Ben shouted, "Pogne pas mon cul comme
ca!" (Ow! Fuck! Don't grab my ass like that!)

	"Les gars, quesse vous faites la-dedans?" Adrien called out. (Boys,
what are you doing there?)

	"Y'a tripote pis j'ai glisse pis tombe sur mon ostie de cul!" Ben
answered through the bathroom. (He groped me and I slipped and fell on my
fucking ass!)

	"Arretez donc," (Stop then) Adrien simply ordered, and silence,
except the running of the water, now could be heard. I heard Adrien
giggling a couple times at that incident.

	"Ben a glisse...glisseee..." (Ben slid...sliddd) Loic made sliding
sign with his hand.

	"Julien grabbed Ben's ass and he slipped?" I pieced together. I
chuckled at the thought.

	"Oui!" Loic nodded, grinning, "Sorry, not good at...speaking..."

	"It's ok..." I hugged him, feeling his bare chest against mine,
"They're showering together. Wanna do it with me. That would sound fair,"
Loic happily answered `oui'.

	After Julien and Ben finished showering and walked out with a towel
around their waist, Loic and I went in, ignoring Ben and Julien's look of
suspicions.


	"We don't have time for funny business, you know?" Ben told me.

	"No worries, he's just soaping...and *coughs*massaging*coughs* my
back," And I was serious about what I had said. Loic was indeed a good
masseur.

	After we finished showering and getting dressed, we were ready to
leave on time as Adrien ordered. But Adrien was still shirtless and in
jammies.

	"Aren't you coming?" I asked him.

	"No, I have to study, so I wanted to get rid of you all," he
smirked, "See you at McGill in two hours."

	"Fuck you!" Ben gave him the finger before he playfully went to
peck him on the cheek, "By the way, how was Rebecka?" Ben asked.

	"Meh, we decided to be friends instead. That means I missed a good
chance to get some...euhhh...release..." Adrien rolled his eyes, "Bye!" he
waved us out of the door and closed it.

	After walking a block away from the apartment, we stopped.

	"Y'avait jamais la chance de fourrer quelqu'un. C't'une bonne
nouvelle," Julien smiled. (He never had the chance to fuck someone. That's
a good new.)

	"Ouais, t'as raison. Ma job sera plus facile apres tout," Loic
grinned, "Ok, dans quelques minutes, m'a retourner," Loic took out his
cellphone, "Souviens-toi de ton cell. Quand tu l'entends, vous sacrez vos
camps tout vite! Ok?" (Yeah, you're right. Ok, in a few minutes, I'm going
to come back. Remember your cell. When you hear it, you move your ass
quick!)

	"Bonne chance," (Good luck) Julien pecked Loic's lips, and Loic
walked down the street back to the apartment, wearing a huge smile on his
face.

	"We're going to ambush Adrien, so we're using Loic," Ben filled me
in, "You'll see in a minute."

	We stopped at a coffeeshop, called `Cafe Gato,' a block away from
the apartment, waiting for the green light from Loic. We sat around;
talking randomly, especially when I asked what party the prime minister of
Quebec is part of when I saw him making a speech on the shop's TV in
French.

	"Le Parti liberal du Quebec...the Quebec Liberal Party," Ben
answered, "A little close to the American Democratic Party." Then he
explained about two other parties, the center-right Action democratique du
Quebec (Quebec Democratic Action aka ADQ) and the leftist Parti Quebecois
(Quebecker Party aka PQ). I was surprised to hear that the PQ was a
separatist party promoting for Quebec's independence from Canada. Ben said
that party won a few elections since its creation in 1970, and held two
referendums on independence. One in 1980 lost by a 10% margin, but the one
in 1995 was even closer, lost by less than 1% when 90% of the voting
population participated that time.

	"I remember after the voting day, Mum kept me inside the apartment
when she had to call the police about a few guys trashing the street,
smashing cars, and so on...very pissed about being so close to winning. Le
Plateau is one of the most pro-separatist areas in Montreal," Ben shook his
head, "Well, most of the East Island is pro-PQ because that's where most of
Montreal's Francophones live. The Anglophones and Allophones (speakers of
other languages than French or English) tend to live on West Island, hence
that's why it's pro-Liberal there. The city has been split like this
between two language groups for almost two centuries now."

	"I never knew that there is a strong nationalism here. Why?" I
asked.

	"Because we're different. We have our own language, own culture,
and own history that went on for a few centuries. We're pretty much a
nation ourselves without the independence. It's natural to try to keep them
protected for the future," Julien answered. Then his cell rang and he took
it out to see the caller ID. He looked and smiled.

	"Loic! It's time..." he grinned, and gulped all of his coffee,
"Crisse...chaud...chaud..." (Fuck...hot...hot...) he fanned his mouth. And
we started walking quickly to the apartment. Ben held back his goofy grin
and giggling.

	We walked up the stairs quietly, and we stood next to the door.

	"This is going to be so sweet," Ben opened the door quickly and
entered as he said, "Shit! J'ai oublie mon portefeuille!" (I forgot my
wallet) We walked fast past Adrien's room, and Ben gasped loudly.

	Adrien stood next to his bed, wide-eyed, with Loic at his crotch,
apparently giving him a bj.

	"Fuck Ben!" Adrien jumped back to stuff his good-sized stick back
in his jeans. Loic appeared unfazed by this whole event.


Once again, a special thanks to Sharon for the editing job!!!
Encore un remerciement special a Francois pour le "betareading" et pour la
correction des textes francais !!! 
And finally once more, many thanks to a certain goat with sunglasses,
CJames! 

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