Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2009 02:40:23 -0400 From: dan <tallguy804@gmail.com> Subject: Spring break and my new jock friend Chapter 4.txt This is a work of fiction containing gay consensual sex between adults over the age of 18 years old. If it is illegal to view this material, offended by the content or underage, please leave this site immediately. This work of fiction is the product of the author and maybe not be copied or published in any way without the express consent of this author. No one in this story is real, living or dead. Any resemblance to a living or dead person is purely an accident. This is the next chapter in the first story I have ever shared. I really appreciate all the great e-mails I have received about my writing. Dan **************************************** Chapter 4 I slowly opened my eyes and this intense odd feeling washed over me. As my mind pushed through the fog of sleep I realized I wasn't sleeping on the scratchy motel sheets I was expecting. Then it all came flooding back, the entire night and every that had happened. It was my next feeling though that would change my life. I felt the weight of Brian's muscled arm draped over me and his body pressed against my back. I could feel his chest hair gently rub my skin as he took deep long breaths. I felt safe and whole with him holding me and I never wanted to wake up without that feeling again. Pretty quickly though I knew I was going to have to burst this bubble and drag myself from bed. I had to pee and I had to pee badly. I needed to slip out of bed but didn't want to wake him but I wasn't exactly sure how to do it. I gently rubbed Brian's forearm seeing if I could illicit any movement from him. After all, this was, the first time I had ever been in the position where I needed to try and get out from under him, or any guy. When I got no reaction from rubbing his arm I tried rolling over on my back thinking that might prod him to do the same but it was no use. Brian was like a sleeping bear behind me and I wasn't going to budge him. The pressure of the situation was growing in my bladder by the minute and I decided that I only had one option left, to just crawl out of bed and hope for the best. I gently lifted his massive arm and slid out of the bed laying it down as gently as I could. He grunted a little but never woke up. I grabbed my shorts and slipped them on then crept out the bedroom door trying to be as quite as I could. Once in the hallway it dawned on me that I had never seen this part of the house before so I had no idea if there was a bathroom or not. I did know that there was one by the living room so I headed for it. After taking care of nature's call I turned on the hot water and washed and splashed a little on my face. That is when I caught the reflection in the mirror. I didn't recognize the guy staring back at me. The guy in the reflection simply looked blissful; he had a huge stupid grin on his face and this glimmer in his eye. I stood there for a couple of moments looking at him. My mind move on to my next impulse. Well not my `next' impulse because that one was to go back to Brian and have a repeat performance of last night. Instead I headed for the kitchen to see what I could find to drink. My body was in desperate need of fluids and caffeine. I noticed the clock on the wall said 10:35. `My god, I'm up before noon for the second day in a row!?! This is spring break! What the hell is wrong with me?' I thought digging through the fridge then noticing the coffee maker on the counter. I hunted down the coffee filters and filled the pot with water but I couldn't find the coffee anywhere. "Try the freezer." The voice came from behind me causing me to almost jump out of my skin. I spun around and saw Matt standing on the other side of the kitchen. "Thanks." I mumbled going to the freezer and retrieving the can of coffee. As I began to scoop it into the filter I mumbled "Who the hell keeps the coffee in the freezer?" "I don't know." Matt answered. "Something he got from his mom." Soon the sounds of the coffee maker spiting and spurting started and I leaned back against the counter and glanced around the kitchen. I wasn't really sure what to say to Matt after him walking in on us last night. "Wait, aren't you supposed to be at some girl's hotel?" I asked finally breaking the silence. "Yeah, I was but I don't like to hang out too long in the morning. After all I am not trying to date her I just wanted a little fun last night." He said very matter of fact. "How chivalrous of you." Hoping we would realize I was joking. "Hey don't judge man. When I find the right girl I will happily stay but unlike you I haven't yet. Not that you found the right girl... I mean... you found Brian... and he is a guy... all guy... not that you aren't it's just that..." Matt's little speech was spinning out of control fast so I had to put him out of his misery. "Don't sweat it man. I know what you mean." Because of the earlier hunt for the coffee I knew exactly where everything in the kitchen was so I walked over to the cabinet by Matt and opened it to get three coffee mugs down. As I did Matt said "Look man. I am not going to pretend that I understand this whole `gay' thing. It still freaks me out a little. I mean two guys doing stuff and well... whatever. But Brian is my best friend and I couldn't hate him no matter what but I have to make one thing clear." I wasn't sure what he was about to say but I knew he was very serious. My mind started racing, was he going to tell me that couldn't go on when we got back home and he would make sure it didn't? Or was he was going to let me know that he didn't think I was cool enough to be with Brian? After all, even if Brian was gay he was still a jock and had a certain status to maintain. I also knew Matt didn't think I measured up to that status. Then I noticed his hands, they were gripping the counter top tightly and I got even more nervous. He turned his head and looked directly in my eyes "You break his heart and I break you. You got me?" sternly. I stood there motionless, just looking at him. I finally choked up enough courage to say "Yeah I got you. Matt you don't have to worry." I was more than a little surprised by Matt's statement. We stood there looking at each other for a moment. "Well, you going to pour the coffee or just stand there?" he said cracking a small smile. "umm sure" I walked over to the coffee pot and poured Matt a cup and one for myself. "Thanks man. Look I got to go get some things ready. I invited a bunch of the guys down to play volleyball today and hang out." Then after taking his coffee from me he plodded off down the hall while I took my mine and walked outside and lit a cigarette. I couldn't stop running the conversation with Matt through my head. It was oddly reassuring to me. `Maybe this will all work out' I thought. I was so preoccupied I must have forgotten to close the sliding glass door. Just then Brian walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He hadn't bothered to put on a shirt either and again I could feel the heat of his skin on mine as he nuzzled the back of my neck. "Morning" he whispered in my ear. "Good morning." "So did you sleep ok?" he asked between light kisses on my shoulder. "Fantastic. You?" "Right up till I woke up alone. Well that and after I got used to your snoring." He laughed. "I do not snore!" I grunted as I spun around in his arms. "Ohh yes you do... Like a grizzly. I had no idea that someone your size could make so much noise." He had the greatest smile on his face. "You have no idea of the amount of noise I can make." I stated leaning in and kissing him. "God guys! I thought we talked about this." Matt jokingly winced while half covering his eyes as he walked out to the deck. Brian looked back over his shoulder. "You better get used to it. Besides shouldn't you be at Victoria's right now about half way through your speech on how you can't be with just one girl right now but you really really like her and all that crap?" "Nah, skipped the speech this morning. I'm pretty sure she was in it for the fun too. Besides I invited everyone over today to play some volleyball." "But what if we wanted to hold up in my room today and not come out except for food and water?" Brian said giving me his evil grin. "Well then you're going to have to find a way to explain that to Joey and Pete and the other guys but better think quick `cause they should be here soon. Some of the guys from the team are heading over early to help out. Oh, and Dan, I stopped by the motel on the way back and invited Sarah and them. Most of them are coming about one but Sarah and Tony said they would come by early to help set up too." "Thanks man. That was really nice of you." I said "See I am not such a heartless bastard." Matt proclaimed grinning as he headed back in the house. "Seems you to are getting along fine." Brian said looking at me impressed. "Yeah well remind me later to fill you in on the death threat he gave me this morning." I said with a smile. I felt him tense up in my arms as he stood up straight and looked at me with this intensely serious face. "No, No, No." I sputtered. "It is OK. Really it is. I will explain later but it was actually pretty cool" Squeezing him harder to me. His face shifted to a look of confusion as he began to let himself relax again. "Well I guess we had better get cleaned up. Don't want to greet our guests with dried cum all over you." Then he ran his finger over my stomach. "Oh god! I didn't even think about it! Shit!" I was mortified and looked down at the tiny white flakes of dried fluid on my stomach and chest. How could I have stood there and talked to Matt looking like that? I wanted to crawl in a hole. "You don't think Matt noticed do you?" I grabbed my coffee cup and started back in the house. "Matt can be clueless but I don't think that would have slipped by him. But don't worry, if he gives you any grief I'll give you the pictures of him from last year's football camp. Let's just say he never wants those to see the light of day again." After refilling my coffee and pouring a cup for Brian I turned to leave the kitchen and he gave me a pat on the ass. "Drink up. We'd better hit the showers and get ready." "Sure thing Coach." I quipped back but then stopped dead in my tracks. "Damn." I mumbled. "What?" Brain asked stopping just before he walked into my back. "I don't have any other cloths here, just the ones I wore yesterday." I sighed dreading the thought of driving back to the motel to change and then all the way back. The morning had gone so perfectly I didn't want to leave the house or Brian's side yet. "Oh that's nothing. I am a guy too... remember? I am sure I have something that will meet with your high standards." He joked dragging me down the hall. Brian dug through his suitcase holding up a couple of pairs of shorts but then discarded them back into the pile of what I hoped were the clean cloths. "Here." He said holding up a pair of black nylon workout shorts. "These will work." He tossed them toward where I was sitting on the bed. "Oh and this tee shirt. It is tight on me so it will work too." He proclaimed a little excited after pulling one from the bottom of the pile and chucking it in my lap. "Cool thanks but there is just one problem left. No underwear." I said flatly. "Oh, well, did you ever think maybe I don't want you to wear any?" The grin on his face told me what was running through his head. I sat nodding my head in agreement. "Yeah that will be cool. Me lying on the beach watching your fantastic ass as your muscles shine with sweat from playing volleyball. All the while not wearing anything to even try and hold back the hardon I will be sporting. That will go over well with the guys... and girls for that matter." "Really?! You think I have a fantastic ass?" he said twisting around trying to look at his butt. "Focus!" I commanded throwing the shirt back at him. "What the hell and I going to put on under these?" holding up the shorts. "Well..." I could see his mind working as he glanced around the room looking at the clothes on the floor. "Wait I got it!" he said excitedly. He was mumbling under his breath as he dug in a backpack. "Why didn't I think about these at first?" Then he threw a pair of black compression shorts at me as he excitedly proclaimed "Here!" He had obviously worn them for football practice and such. "Those are too tight for me so put those on." "Are they clean?" I asked "Yes they are clean." He shot back sarcastically. "Damn." I quipped while I examined them. Brian laughed and the exaggerated look of disappointment I had on my face. The feel of the material intrigued me; I had never worn anything like them before. The closest thing I had were plain old cotton boxer briefs but the stretchy slick material of these felt really different. "Ok let me show you where the shower is." Brain headed out into the hall and I followed him after gathering up the cloths he had given me and tossing them on the bed. He led me to what turned out to be the master bedroom. It was nice, not massive just a little larger than his, but much cleaner. "Why don't you sleep in here?" "I don't know, it's weird. I think my brother was conceived in that bed." I saw his face wrinkle with a grimace. "In here" he said walking into a nice size bathroom. It, like the bedroom, wasn't over the top or anything. It was exactly what you needed for a nice week at the beach. "Here's a towel and the soap is in the shower and the shampoo... shit man." He stopped himself. "You have showered before. I think you can handle figuring out which one is the damn shampoo." He almost looked embarrassed because of his motherly concern for my shower needs. "Well just to be sure, you could always join me and make sure I get it right." I said running my hands over his chest savoring the feeling of the course hair and giving him the best puppy dog eyes I could muster. "God I want to. I really do. But right here, right now I think I need to go and make sure the house is somewhat in order before people get here." He was not looking at me. I could tell he was worried about saying `no' to me. "Brian, its ok." I said. "I understand. Slow and steady" I leaned in and kissed his chest then he ran his hands through my hair and kissed my forehead. The shower felt wonderful. It was blazing hot and steam filled the room. I stood there and soaked it up before I realized I couldn't take too long. I needed to get back to Brian's room and get dressed. I was kicking myself for not bring the clothes with me to the bathroom so I could linger a little longer and not worry about any of his teammates catching me walking down the hallway in just a towel. A moment later I was out of the shower and walking quickly back to Brian's room. As I passed one of the open doors I noticed Matt, he was sitting on the bed digging through a pile of cloths on his floor. I shook my head and made a mental note to show these guys what dressers were for. Once back in the bedroom with the door closed, I dropped the towel and grabbed the underwear Brian had given me. I spun them around in my hands deciphering which side was the front. I didn't need to be the butt of any jokes today; and not putting on my underwear backwards would be a good first step. It didn't take more than an instant to figure it out and I bent over and slipped them over my feet. As I slid them up my legs I could feel them begin to mold to my legs. I pulled them all the way up and adjusted my dick and balls a little and ran my hands over the tightly stretched fabric. They felt wonderful, not like anything I had worn before. as I bent over to pick up the shorts Brian had given me when the bedroom door opened and Brian stuck his head inside. "I wanted to check on the ...." he stopped midsentence and stepped all the way in the room and closed the door behind him. "Damn Dan. You look fucking amazing in those." He said reaching out and gently running his hand over the fabric that was covering my ass. "Thanks" I answered blushing ten shades of red. It was still wasn't natural to have someone give me a compliment like that, especially someone with Brian's body and looks. "I have never worn anything like these they feel great but they are tight on me how do you even get them on?" I said looking down at his massive tree trunk like thighs. "That is how they are supposed to fit. They keep everything in place and to tell the truth, I haven't worn them in a long time." "Then why keep them?" I asked puzzled. "I don't know. They were like my favorite pair and I just kept them. I liked having them and it seems to have worked out perfect. I think they've found a new owner. Your body looks fantastic in them. We will definitely have to get you in nothing but those again." Then he grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and gave them a firm squeeze. "But right now you better get dressed. Sarah and Tony are here so go entertain them while I jump in the shower ok?" "Ok." I said giving him a kiss then slipping on the nylon shorts and tee shirt and heading for the living room. "What are the lovebirds up to?" I gleefully asked as I strolled into the living room. "Nothing." Tony mumbled as he glanced from the remote to the TV back to the remote then to the TV again. It was obvious Tony was trying to figure out some huge cryptic puzzle between the two. "Not much." Sarah said standing up from the couch and walking over to hug me. "What's up with you and the love of your life?" She half whispered. "Shhh!!!!" I hissed giving her a stern look then glancing at Tony who had sat on the couch watching the TV with an intensity that made me a little uneasy. "Don't worry. There is some game on or is it a match? Oh whatever, trust me he is clueless right now." She whispered in my ear. "Hey do you know what channel CBS is down here?" Tony asked going back to glancing between the remote and the TV. "Sure don't, sorry man. But I am sure Brian or Matt will know and if there is a game on I am sure they will be more than interested in helping you find it." I turned back to Sarah "Come on, I need a cigarette." Then we both headed out the sliding glass door being sure to shut it behind us. Sarah handed me her pack of cigarettes and lighter then shoved me. "So?!?!" "So, what?" I said modestly lighting the cigarette. "Don't play games with me right now. You know damn well what! Spill and I mean details!" She had closed the space between us and was right in my face. I laughed and took a step back and then started to tell her everything. I started with the afternoon in the motel room that I had held back the day before. I figured if Brian had shared it with Matt then it was ok to fill Sarah in on it too. Not that I was only sharing with her what Brian shared with Matt, but the thought of her finding out that Matt knew and she didn't actually scared me a little. I knew Sarah could beat the crap out of me if she put her mind to it. I had started to tell her about going to bed last night when we were interrupted by a roar from inside the house. "I guess they found whatever they were looking for on TV." Sarah said shaking her head and rolling her eyes. "Yeah, you and I need to talk about that one too. Tony? Really!? I never would have put that one together. So how was it? Was it amazing? Was he sweet to you?" Trying to shift the conversation away from my exploits with Brian. "Yeah, it was awesome. My mom will kill me. She thinks it is way too cliché to have sex on spring break but it just felt right." Sarah shared everything that happened to her with her mom. In truth it always freaked me out a little but I have to say her mom never ratted me out to my mom, even though she had found me passed out on her living room floor more than once. "Wait, you were safe right?" I said getting more serious for a moment. "Yeah we were. Like you, I am SO not ready to change a damn diaper any time soon. Wait, were you and Brian safe?" "What kind of slut do you take me for?" I shot back at her. "The unprepared kind. I know you didn't take any condoms from room because Tony said the box was unopened when he went to get one." She said giving me this look of half motherly concerned and half gossip columnist. "You don't need to worry. It didn't go that far." I assured her. Just then the sliding glass door opened and Brian, Matt and Tony appeared through it. The look on Sarah's face was priceless. It was clear she was irritated that she would have to wait for the rest of the story. "Game over already?" I asked. "Nah but we need to start setting things up. People should be here soon." then Frankie and Joey walked out on the deck and stood behind Brian and them. They didn't even acknowledge us but just stood there looking around. "OK so here is the deal. Matt and I are going to set up the net. Frankie and Joey, you guys are in charge of the grill. Don't get drunk and forget about the burgers like you did last time. I don't want to eat a hockey puck on a bun today. Sarah and Dan, you get the chairs and stuff out from the storage space under the deck. Here's the key." Brian produced a small silver key and handed it to me. "Sure" I replied. "Oh and Tony, can you get the drinks and stuff in the coolers. I think there is still a bag of ice in the freezer but we may have to run and get more." "No problem." Tony answered. "I think Tony is happy he gets to be inside close to the TV for his game or whatever." Sarah whispered to me as everyone started off in the direction of their assigned chores. About 15 minutes later we had the chairs pulled out and realized that this was going to be bigger than just hauling them down to the beach and setting them up. It was clear that these chairs hadn't seen the light of day for a long time by how filthy they were. We dragged them around to the side of the house where the garden hose was hooked up and began spraying the down. When we had finished cleaning them off and spraying each other with the hose, we picked a nice level spot in the sand and started plopping them here and there figuring they wouldn't stay where we put them for long once people started claiming them. Of course we picked out the best ones and Sarah ran back to get towels from the stack she had brought to put on them. When she returned I realized she had three towels in her hand I went to grab a second one to claim a chair for Brian but she pulled back on it. "What's up with trying to steal this one?" she demanded "Well you've got three, one for you, one for me and one for Brian right?" "No honey he is your responsibility. This one is for Tony." She stated unequivocally. "Well ain't that some shit! Sarah is keepin' her man close!" "Look, don't give me shit. That boy can fuck and I want to know where his dick is at all times when those other girls get here." "Uggg!" I grunted in over exaggerated disgust. "Ok let's not start in with the gory details just yet." "You better keep and eye on Brian too." She said while raising an eyebrow at me. "You know every girl that shows up is going to be trying to get his pants off." "I don't need to worry about them." I stated as I looked around and caught sight of Brian trying to jam a pole in the sand and noticing how his biceps swelled while he did. She propped her hand on her hip and inquired "Oh really Mr. Confident? What makes you so sure?" Mockingly I answered "'cause! I have something those girls will never have." I saw her eyes dart to my crotch for a split second then rebound to my face. She gave a small shiver. "OK your right. Let's drop this now. I need drinks in me before we have this conversation." And we both broke out into a solid laugh. "Hey Brian!" Tony shouted toward where they were setting up the net. "I think we got a little problem." "What is it man?" he shouted back starting to cross the sand toward Tony. "Well you only have one case of beer and I was wondering what the rest of you all were going to drink?" "Damn." Brian muttered turning to Matt. "I thought you were going to pick up more beer yesterday?" Brian had confided in me that Matt had a fake ID that would work at a couple of the smaller convenience stores. "Sorry man I forgot." Matt answered. "I will run and get some now." Then he bolted off to the house and disappeared through the door. "Shit, I forgot to remind him to get ice." Brian said. "I'll remind him" I said and running after him. I caught Matt as he was heading out the front door. "Wait a sec Matt. Let me get you something first." And I darted down the hallway reappearing at the front door an instant later. "Here take this and don't forget to get more ice." I thrust the 50 dollars Angela had given me at him. "Nah man, we got it. We don't buy the good stuff or anything." "I know but get a case of the good stuff for you and Brian at least. You have to promise me something though. You won't tell Brian where you got the cash. OK?" Matt looked at me puzzled. "I don't keep secrets from Brian. Sorry man can't do it." Frustrated that I was going to have to explain it all to him I said "Look, Brian bought all the groceries at the store the other day, even ours. This was the money for those and it just seems fair. That's it really." I started to feel really stupid but continued. "He made this thing out of doing it and I don't want him to think I did this to undo what he did. It's stupid I know but that really is the reason I don't want him to know. I just want to do something nice for him... and you." "Well ok, but if he gets pissed at me I am beating your ass for it." Then he punched me playfully on my shoulder then turned and headed out the door. I rubbed the spot on my shoulder knowing that was just his way of horsing around but it still stung a little. I headed back down to the beach and we all pitched in to get the coolers moved down to where the chairs were. Then we helped finish getting the burgers and food ready. It wasn't long before Matt reappeared and after he deposited way more beer and ice then I expected he whispered in my ear that he had hidden a case of Rolling Rock in Brian's closet. He had even scored me another pint of bourbon in case I wanted it. Just as I was about to ask how he pulled that one off Brian and Frankie walked up to us. "Now what are you two plotting?" Brian asked. "Oh we were betting on which girl you will end up in bed with this evening. I am betting it won't me any of girls that show up here today. Remember, I have seen you in action." Matt said giving Brian a sly grin. "Reeeeeaaaaaally?" Brian said surveying our faces clearly having deciphered the subtext. "And you?" he said looking at me. "Well I think its going to be someone with a fantastic looking ass." I said smiling right back into his face. I caught him glance down as I adjusted the waist band of my shorts so the top of the underwear he lent me peaked out. He squinted his eyes back at me. He rubbed the stubble on his chin while answering with "humm." "I want in on some of this action." Frankie said pushing his way forward. I had almost forgotten he was standing there. "Ok, well what's your bet then buddy?" Matt asked. "umm... well... I bet... that its going to be a cheerleader!" Frankie blurted proud of himself. "It's on then." Matt declared. "Ten bucks each?" We all agreed and slapped handshakes. Frankie strolled off and rejoined Joey up by the grill. Matt, Brain and I chuckled and walked off in separate directions. Pretty soon people started trickling into the house and down to the beach. It wasn't long before the rest of the guys from the motel showed up. Sarah and I had planted ourselves in our beach chairs conspicuously close to the coolers where we had stashed the liquor they had brought from the motel and we could watch who tried to drink from it. Then we sat back and watched the party grow. Everyone was having a pretty great time including me, though I had to keep making Sarah her cocktails because she hated the way Tony did it. Sarah also had to point out that she noticed I had angled my chair so I had a direct view of the volleyball court and Brian who was now shirtless; the girl was a natural at giving me a hard time. I smiled and went back to watching Brian play. His body had a golden aura from the sun of the past few days. He glistened with sweat and I studied his muscles as they tensed and flexed like I was studying him for an exam. He was a walking picture of masculinity and sex. He would bend over and rest his hands on his knees and his firm ass would jut out just screaming to be grabbed. Every so often I would catch a glimpse of the dark hair of his armpit and I would think back the smell and feel of running my tongue through it. I was thanking god that Brian had thought of this particular pair of underwear. I could feel the blood rushing to my dick and it beginning to stiffen. I tried to adjust it discreetly a couple of times but Sarah caught me and started laughing and poking me in the ribs. I blushed and tried to focus on other things but always went back to watching Brian. The day went along great and Brian even dragged me out on the court. I assured him I wouldn't be any help to them but he pointed out that none of them were volleyball superstars either, it was just for fun. So I swallowed my nerves and joined them. To my shock it was fun. It helped a lot when Matt beamed Aaron in the back of the head on a serve. Later on he would try and convince me that he did it intentionally to make me feel more comfortable about my lack of skills but I knew the truth, he sucked at volleyball too. All the guys, except for a few, turned out to be pretty great. I ended up scoring a point and John slapped me on the ass like they did on the football field and Pete gave me a high five. I caught Brian watching with a look like a proud parent or something. I had to sit down after we were done. It turned out to be a lot of fun but I was in no shape to continue. Soon after Pete came over to the coolers to grab a beer. "You know Dan, if you lifted weights a little you'd really fill out." "Uh, thanks Pete." I said a little taken back by his comment. I expected some insult about my lack of muscles to follow. "I mean it. If you ever want to start lifting let me know. I can go with you and help you get started and teach you and stuff." He said before heading back over to a pair of girls he had been flirting with after the match. "Ok, what was that?" Sarah said under her breath to me. "Don't know but the guys have been pretty awesome. They really aren't the assholes I thought they would be. Well a couple kind of them maybe. I mean James his buddies haven't said one word to us all day but who really cares?" "Yeah, who cares when you're the stud getting it on with the captain of the football team right?" Sarah said a tad louder than I liked. "Shhh!" I hissed at her looking around to see who might have overheard. I realized that no one was really in earshot and everyone was busy with their own conversations. It was clear that the alcohol was making everyone talk a bit louder and more animated than normal. Then Sarah pushed me on the shoulder, toppling me and the chair into the sand. She really was freakishly strong for her size. Laughing I got up and a chase ensued that ended with me and Tony carrying her into the ocean and tossing her into a wave. As soon as her head emerged from the water she launched into a stream of cursing that was really quite impressive. Tony and I hightailed it back for the chairs with Sarah in fast pursuit. The three of us ended up collapsing in a pile on the sand laughing with almost everyone cheering Sarah to kick our asses. The rest of the afternoon was pretty much like that, a lot of fun and silliness fueled by alcohol and sun. The food was good as Frankie and Joey had held off on the serious drinking until after the burgers were cooked. Then they took to the beer like they were on a mission, most of the guys did, except for Brian and Matt really. I got the impression that they were holding off in case things got too rowdy they would be half sober to deal with it. Not long before the sun set, we packed up everything from the beach and carried it back to the house, depositing it at the foot of the stairs to the deck. The party started to thin soon after, some of the guys took off with the cheerleaders or other girls that were there. Even Tony and Sarah split when it was clear they couldn't keep their hands off each other any more. Eventually the rest of the gang staying at the motel headed back but not before reclaiming the liquor to continue the party back there. I felt pretty comfortable hanging out with Brian's friends at this point. We were all a little numb from the drinking, some way more than others. We ended up sitting around the living room playing quarters. Of course Brian and Matt were winning, having had the least amount to drink up to that point. Though Matt was trying to catch up with the rest of us quickly and Brian, well he looked like big kid having the time of his life. He was relishing having all of his friends in one room and I would catch him glance over at me every so often and smile or playfully raise his eyebrow. He was joking with the guys and seemed to be on top of the world. I did perk up when one of the few girls left at the party, Melody, plopped down on the sofa next to him and draped her arm around his shoulders and started rubbing his bicep. He didn't even glance over at her and a moment later got up to get Matt another beer from the kitchen. When he came back I noticed that he didn't sit back down on the couch but instead stood behind the chair I was sitting in. I chuckled to myself when saw Melody realize Brian wasn't going to play along with her advances and sank back into the couch. James took the next shot with the quarter and it bounced off the rim of the glass and hit the table. "Man that is fucking gay." He grumbled as he drank the glass of beer. "What the fuck man?" Matt said almost slamming the deck of cards he had been fiddling with on the table. "uncool!" "What the hell are you bitchin' about? I missed so I had to drink. That is how the game is played dumbass." "No, quit with the fucked up comments!" Matt said refilling the glass obviously upset but trying not to let it get out of control. "Whatever man. It's not like there are any fags here." James looked puzzled over Matt's objections. It was a phrase James had probably used hundreds of times on the field and in the locker room. "God you can be an asshole!" Matt shouted as he got up and stormed out of the room. Everyone sat in silence while they all tried to decipher what had just happened. I caught a couple of the guys glance in my direction but they quickly looked away when they saw me looking at them. Brian didn't say a word throughout the entire episode. I half wanted him to punch James and half prayed he would keep his mouth shut. Soon the guys were trying to get the game going again but I couldn't help but notice the odd vibe in the room. A couple of the girls were whispering on the other side of the table while I caught Aaron look away from me when our eyes met. I suddenly felt like the room was closing in on me. I had to get out of there so I got up and grabbed my drink and headed out on the deck and down to the beach. I plopped down in the sand and watched the dark waves roll in. I don't know how long I had been there when I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't want to turn around to see who it was; I knew it was Brian. He sat down next to me looking out at the ocean too. We sat there in silence. After a few minutes Brian spoke. "You ok?" "Yeah." I didn't really know what to say or even if it was the truth. "I thought you might want another." Brian set a cup by my foot. "Thanks" "James can be real dick sometimes." He stated dryly "Yeah." "This afternoon was fun though, right?" From the corner of my eye I could see that he turned and looked at me. He was obviously trying to get me to open up. In the true nature of my father though, I was being stubborn and didn't. "Yeah" I answered again and we returned to silence. In my head I was playing out all the scenarios. I knew there was nothing I could do about a guy like James but in my heart I wanted to storm back into the house and tell him off, declaring that there was a `fag' sitting right there. I also knew that would cause more problems than solve so I sat and did nothing. "Everyone is taking off. Just don't sit out here all night ok?" Brian got up and headed back to the house. Not long after the chill in the air started to get to me so I headed back to the house. From the deck I could see Brian and Matt sitting in the living room talking. I opened the sliding glass door and walked into the living room and announced I was going to grab my things and drive back to the motel. "No your not." Brain said firmly. Matt stood up and started out of the room giving Brian a squeeze on the shoulder as he rounded the sofa. He locked eyes with me as he walked pasted me and the look on his face was pure intensity. "You're not going to drive tonight. If you have to go back then I'll take you but I..." Brian paused and looked down at his feet. "I just wish you wouldn't." I walked over and slumped back on the sofa beside him throwing my head back and looking at the ceiling. "I don't know what to do." I confessed. "That shit with James reminded me of the hell you will have to deal with because of me. I don't want that for you but I can't stop the way I feel about you and I certainly can't change what James and the other guys think. It's all so fucked up." "Fuck what James and those other guys think." "Yeah right." I sighed sarcastically. "Sometimes I think if I walked out of here and never looked back it would be better for you." I lifted my head and look straight into his deep blue eyes. "What do you want to do? I mean in your heart what is it you really want?" Hi eyes seemed to be pleading with me while searching my face for some hint of my answer. "I want you. It's the rest of..." "Then let's go to bed." He said cutting me off. Then reaching over and slipping his fingers between mine, he gave my hand a solid squeeze. He stood up and led me back toward his bedroom never letting go of my hand. He didn't stop at his door though. He kept walking to the master bedroom and stopped at the door to the master bath. "There is something that we need to fix first." He led me into the bathroom and pressed back against the counter with a kiss that was powerful but not harsh. I let myself melt into his body. I was glad he had a firm hold around me because I felt like my legs were going to collapse from the combination of the action today and now this kiss. He slid his hands slide under my shirt and up my chest. Goose bumps raced across my skin and I leaned even harder into him. We broke the kiss and stood there holding each other, my hands on his hips and his thumbs running back and forth lightly across my nipples. I looked at his face, I mean really looked at it. I studied his strong nose and the tiny folds at the corners of his mouth that I loved kissing. I was captivated but the hairs of the stubble that spread across his cheeks and over his chin. I knew right then that I had to make a decision. I either had to give myself to Brian and take all the hurt and pain that would come or I had to walk away. I made the only choice I could. I kissed him and in that kiss I surrendered my soul to the passion that had built between us. A second later we were stripping each other's shirts off. There was never a moment our lips weren't connected to the other's skin. I could feel his hard dick through the fabric of his board shorts. I slowly untied the draw sting and ripped the Velcro fly open letting them drop to the floor revealing his magnificent cock. We stood there kissing and sucking on each other's neck while I slowly ran my fingers over the head of his dick. He pulled back from me and firmly held me by the shoulders. With his hands he urged me to turn around and face the mirror above the counter. I felt chest press into my back and his dick slide into the crevasse of my ass. He started kissing the back of my neck and then slowly traced his way down my spine with his tongue until he was on his knees behind me. His fingers grabbed the waist band of the back nylon shorts he hand lent me and slid them over my hips to the floor. As he ran his hands back up my thighs I could feel him kissing and gently biting my ass cheeks through the tight slick material of the underwear he had admired me in earlier. His hand seemed to relish the slick feel of my body in the material and as dragged them across every inch of the slick surface. He slowly began to peel them down and I felt a rush of air hit my dick. A second later he was standing behind me holding me tight and I felt the heat of his cock press into me. We eventually stepped back and walked to the shower where he turned on the water and set it as hot as he could stand it. I stepped in after him and let the water wash over my body. It began to wash the grit and salt from my skin. I also felt like it was washing the angst from the end of the night away. I was in awe of the way he looked and stood there staring at him. I let my gaze follow the streams of hot water pouring over his head to his massive shoulders. I followed them as they streamed down his chest and flattened the dark hairs against his golden skin before they poured off his pecs like tiny waterfalls. The water caused his abs to glisten as it coated them just before reaching the thick dark hair that surrounded his cock. His cock was pulsing and the heat of the shower was causing his balls to stretch and hang lower. Then I looked down at his thighs and noticed how they flexed and firmed when he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Letting my eyes continue I noticed his calves; The looked like they were carved out of marble. Even his feet looked powerful and arousing. I looked back up at Brian's face and saw him looking over my body as well. I grabbed the soap and started scrubbing his chest and arms while I kissed him. He ran his hands over my back and down to my ass and we took turns soaping and scrubbing each other. Soon I dropped to my knees and rubbed the soap over his thighs while staring and his crotch. I had seen it up close before up somehow it looked even more beautiful with the water shimmering on the hard flesh of his fully erect cock. I ran the soap up his shaft and felt Brian tense a little as I stroked his cock with my hand washing it. As soon as the water had rinsed the soap away I leaned in and wrapped my mouth around the hard flesh. A soft moan escaped Brian as I drove his cock deeper into my throat. I looked up and saw Brian looking down at me. He was gripping the wall as I concentrated on giving him as much pleasure as I could with my mouth and tongue. It wasn't long before he reached down and pulled me back to my feet. He gave me a deep kiss then took the soap from my hand. He began to scrub my skin and kiss his way down until he was on his knees in front of me. It didn't take long before he had his lips around my rock hard dick. He sucked tightly on the head and took special care as he ran his tongue up the underside of the shaft from my balls to the tip. He returned to sucking the shaft and I felt him begin to run the soap over my ass cheeks. Then I felt his hand slip in the crack of my ass. After a few passes with the soap he brushed his finger across my asshole. I had never played with my ass, much less had anyone else run their fingers over it, so the sensation was completely new and amazing. He continued to suck as he began massaging the tight muscle of my hole. I knew I had to stop him before I blew my load down his throat right there so I reached down and grabbed him under his arms and urged him back to his feet. Again we kissed and I savored the mouth that had just been part of giving me such pleasure. I took the soap from him and turned him around to face the wall. I began running it over his back and shoulders. I made wide circles reaching from his shoulders to the small of his back. I dropped to my knees and ran my hand over his firm ass kissing the firm flesh and noticing the dark hairs spilling out of his crack. I used one hand to gently pull back one cheek while I ran the soap up and down the dark hairy valley. I pushed a little deeper with each pass. Soon I felt my finger brush his hole and Brian moaned. I made another pass pressing a little harder and Brian answered with a deeper moan. I am not sure what took over me but I was drawn into the shadows and hair that surrounded his hole so I leaned in and began to lick. I used both hands to spread the steely flesh so I could get as much of my tongue to his hole as possible. Brian was leaning forward pressing his hands to the wall and writhing in pleasure and I was mesmerized by what I was doing. Then in an instant Brian reached over and turned off the water. I stood up almost disappointed and he grabbed my hand as he stepped from the shower. In the steam filled bathroom we half dried ourselves and half devoured each other with kisses. We wrapped the towels around us and we tried to leave the bathroom while kissing and walking at the same time. I sensed Brian was trying to head back to room but the lust had built too high and we collapsed there on the bed. We went back to kissing and sucking and I paid special attention to licking from his balls down to his ass. I swallowed as much of his dick as I could and ran my finger under him and gently playing with his hole. It wasn't long before I felt Brian's body tense and saw his balls pull tight to his groin. His asshole tensed as he unleashed a barrage of cum down my throat. I swallowed it as fast as I could with shot after shot filled my mouth. Brian arched his back and grabbed the back of my head as he finished climaxing then collapsed breathing hard and fast. I crawled up beside him and we kissed as he recovered his senses. Soon his powerful arms pushed me on my back and he lay on top of me. He kissed his way down my body stopping to pay special attention to my nipples and belly button. It was clear from my rock hard dick that he was having the effect he desired. He wrapped his lips around me and slowing started to run them up and down my shaft. He moved to gently sucking on my balls while he held them in his massive hand. He gently licked the skin under them and I felt the hairs on his face rub a part of me no one else had ever touched. I had put my head back and closed my eyes as I reveled in sensations I never thought existed. Then I felt the most intense pleasure. Brian pushed a finger into my crack and across my hole. My stomach tensed with the shot of ecstasy that raced through my body. Brian went back to working on my dick stopping every so often to wet his finger with his mouth. Soon he was focused on rubbing my tight opening while he twisted his tongue around and over my dick. I felt the pressure of his finger increasing and I took a deep breath. In an instant it slipped inside of me and he held it there. I exhaled hard and looked down at him trying to tell him to continue but I couldn't speak. Nevertheless, he understood and started sucking and stroking my dick again while he pushed his finger deeper. I felt a second finger join the first and stretch my hole even further. I felt like Brian had become part of me in some way, it was a connection I didn't expect. Soon the rhythm of his mouth moving up and down on my dick and his fingers moving in and out of my ass were way too much for me to handle. I clinched the bedspread in my fists and my body thrashed. It took every fiber of my soul to keep from screaming out in pleasure because I knew Matt and probably the neighbors would hear me if I did. Then a wave crashed over me as the tension burst out and my cum erupted in Brian's mouth with a force that took him by surprise. Even so, he never released my dick from his mouth as I fired shot after shot after shot. I started to regain my senses and could still feel his fingers buried deep in me. Brian gave my dick a few gentle sucks before letting it slip from his mouth and slowing pulling his finger from my ass. I reached down and guided his face to mine and kissed him then he laid his head on my chest. We stayed like that for a while until he lifted his head to look at me and I saw a tear in his eye. My stomach turned not knowing what was wrong. "I'm glad you stayed" he whispered. I started to open my mouth to say something but he said "shhhh" and put his head back on my chest. I laid there holding him running my fingers across his back and shoulders and I realized that those were the first words either of us had spoken since just after we entered this room. Soon I drifted off to sleep holding him, exhausted from the day and drained from the night.