Date: Sun, 24 Feb 2013 23:29:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Boris Chen <borischen (at) rocketmail (dot) com>
Subject: The Reluctant Gay chap 6

The Reluctant Gay by Boris Chen

Chapter 6, On The Road Again

About the only thing I can honestly say I dislike about Texas is it's too
damn big. I had a lot on my mind during this trip, my first time really all
by myself, in strange places, doing all new things. I was more than a
little scared, kept those thoughts to myself.

After I got away from the DFW metro area all I could think about was being
naked in bed with Josh, maybe even before I un-packed my car in the
apartment parking lot.

I headed south a little to I-20 and headed west to Weatherford Texas, then
north on 180 to Mineral Wells, over to highway 337 up to Graham Texas, then
highway 380 to just south of Lubbock and north on I-27 to Canyon Texas,
home of West Texas A&M (Agricultural & Mechanical) University.

390 miles, took me about seven hours with stops to pee, eat and fill up the
tank.

Josh wrote me directions from the highway at the edge of town to our
apartment. I was trembling with excitement the last mile of the trip. In my
car I shut off the radio and fought back the tears on those final blocks. I
can't believe I had finally made it.

He was sitting on the steps of our apartment waiting for me that evening,
we ran together in the parking lot. We hugged and swayed and buried our
faces in each others shoulders. At that moment I don't care how our
neighbors felt about gays or our public show of affection. We even kissed
outside.

I didn't really bring much stuff, I gave everything I didn't absolutely
need to Stain before I left, so a half dozen boxes and duffel bags, two
trips with both of us carrying stuff and I was moved-in.

Our apartment was mostly students from campus, two story buildings, 100
units, all with one bedroom. One pool, laundry facility, and a tiny
work-out room with free weights, fans, water fountain, and a couple of
rowing machines. I passed on the tour. We dumped my stuff in the middle of
the living room floor. I headed for the bathroom to hit the shower, he had
a towel waiting for me on the toilet seat, curtain pulled open, all I
needed was my tooth brush, which I forgot back in Euless but Josh already
got me a new one anyway.

I could hardly wait, clothes on the bathroom floor, water was running, a
layer of fog was forming near the ceiling as I stepped inside the
shower/tub and pulled the curtain closed.

I did my hair, face, pits, nasty parts, then spun around with my eyes
closed to let the hot water run down my neck and back for a while.

I felt the palm of one hand gently appear on my chest by my neck but I kept
my eyes closed. Then another hand gently grasped my limp dick to slowly
slide end to end gradually awakening my other brain from a day long coma. I
remained as still as a statue.

One hand worked my chest paying close attention to the contours of my chest
muscles and my flattish round nipples, then it went up towards my shoulder
and across to the other side. The other hand slowly worked my half-hard
dick in and out, slowly awakening it from it's slumber.

The first hand made it's way to my face with two fingers inside my mouth
and across my nose, cheeks, eyebrow line, forehead and one ear, then across
my hair rubbing it backwards heading for the back of my neck where it
vanished into the same darkness I kept myself in with my firmly shut eyes
as the hot water from the shower beat down on the top of my head running
down my back to my feet.

Next to appear was a pair of puffy lips gently touching mine. I took in a
deep breath lowering my shoulders as our mouths slowly opened welcoming
each others tongues. His head turned a little to the side as we pressed
fully into each other. My dick now totally awake on it's own pressed
between our tummy's as his two arms reached around my back pulling me into
him, gently at first, then firmer and more passionately.

I whimpered.

He raised his hands to the back of my head pulling our faces into each
other as his tongue fought to conquer mine, taking control of my soul and
my being. All that existed for us was our mouths and my dick between our
bellies.

I was in heaven, it was raining hot water in heaven.

I whimpered again. I knew he could hear it, told me so once before. It made
him horny and signalled him he was doing it the right way.

Gradually he reversed himself, pulling away. I turned to shut off the
water.

He climbed out of the shower and shut off the lights. He guided me to the
floor. Seems he laid a large towel down before he snuck into the shower
with me. Sneaky bastard.

We made it to the floor into the pole position (69) and gave each other
head for about twenty minutes. At first it wasn't all about making each
other jizz right away, it was more like a 'gee, I missed your dick,' type
event. Eventually we both came in each others mouth. After both were done,
we drank some water from the faucet using our hands as cups.

From there he toured me around the apartment, showed me the complex,
laundry, weight room, parking spots, about that time a car arrived with a
sign on the roof. He had also ordered delivery, Italian, just like in Palm
Springs. Pasta, garlic bread, sauces, veggies, cheese, lots of cheese, and
a twelve pack of beers too.

We ate in bed and watched the tiny color set he got for our room. There was
another larger one in the living room. He set-up two large tables for
homework instead of the usual dining area. And he showed me his Apple Mac
SE-30 with printer for homework, which also had AOL on dial-up. It was the
first time I touched a computer really, only saw them in magazines and on
TV before.

The next day we toured the campus. I went in to confirm my enrollment in
classes for next month, and my tuition and student loan/grants
status. Everything was done. I signed a few financial aid forms then we
left for home.

Wow! It felt funny to say that word, 'Home.' I was in a totally new place,
new rules, new weather, new terrain, new trees, new look, new stores, new
restaurants, new street names, everything was different. Josh told me all
the action was up the road in Amarillo but you had to be careful where you
went or where you strutted your gay stuff in that little redneck city.

And he knew what was burning somewhere in the back of my mind so he pushed
the subject while we were sitting on the sofa after dinner.

J: "Wanna talk about expenses now or later?"

M: "Now's good."

J: "Okay, here's the thing. I know you saved up some cash and took out
loans and stuff but we never really talked about paying for this apartment,
food, utilities and stuff."

M: "Uh huh." I was starting to get scared about what he was seeming to be
building up to, I dug my fingernails into the edge of the sofa cushion
while he talked.

J: "Okay, I gotta ask you something first, how much do you know about my
family and our company?"

M: "Okay, truth time. My dad did some checking before I went with you to
Palm Springs and he found out even more after we got back."

J: "Go on."

M: "He said your family owns some sort of oil drilling hardware company and
your great grandfather was president for a while, but that's about all I
know really. Except that you're probably more deaf than you let on."

J: "Well everything you said is true and yes, I do rely a lot on lip
reading but my hearing aids do help a lot. The thing is I don't want you to
get weirded out about the costs of things. My families company has to pay
my expenses. Technically, I'm an employee, all of my cousins are. I don't
get a check and nobody puts any cash in my pocket, I worked for my car and
I'll be expected to somehow re-pay my tuition and college expenses at some
point in my life. There is no accounting for my bills as long as things are
kept within reason. They are sent the bills and they get paid. If I get out
of control there's a knock on the door by some guys that keep the cousins
in line. My cousin Michael got roughed up two years ago when he spent $5000
on hookers and cocaine in Las Vegas and submitted the bill. They broke his
face and his nose."

He paused for a moment as if deep in thought.

J: "But I get the sense you're feeling more than a little uncomfortable
about getting a semi-free ride here from me and a family you don't even
know."

M: "That's putting it mildly, yes."

J: "Okay, so I got an idea how we can even things out."

M: "Go on."

J: "This is just an idea, that's it."

M: "I think I know where this is headed."

J: "You cool so far?"

M: "Keep goin."

J: "Fine then. Once a week you get on your knees between my legs and give
me head, make me cum and we'll call it even. Okay?"

M: "You know I'd do that twice as often because I like doing you anyway and
do it for my own pleasure, for free, right?"

J: "Are we cool then?"

M: "Whatever dude."

J: "Can we joke about it, calling it 'paying the rent' from time to time?"

M: "Whatever. I'd call it Fun Time or Josh-Time or something closer to what
it really is, but yes that's okay too."

J: "Cool then. It's settled. Now get over here to make you first payment."

He leaned back against the cushions on the sofa and spread wide his legs. I
could almost see the bottom of his nut sack at the edges of his shorts.

I got to my knees and pulled my T-shirt off over my head tossing it on the
sofa next to him. Then I took the waist band of his shorts and yanked them
down to his ankles, back upright laying my upper arms on his thighs,
lowering my face into his crotch where he already got hard pointing at my
chin in expectation of what was to come.

I took his shaft in my mouth and wrapped my right hand around his
dick. Josh isn't particularly big or long. He's maybe 5.5 inches long and
slightly thicker than my skinny but long dick. His head is the same color
as his lips or tongue. He cuts his pubes short with a beard trimmer to less
than a quarter inch and does his pits and lower tummy too. He has a patch
of hair in the center of his chest now which also gets mowed. He has no
hairs around his small-ish flat nickle size nipples.

I slowly moved my lips and tongue over his head with my right hand gripping
him so my thumb was right in front of my lower lip. I kept up a slight
twisting motion with my hand as it also moved up and down with my lips. I
tried to keep my tongue on the bottom of his dick and keep the top of his
head against the roof of my mouth.

I could tell when I was in the groove because he'd grab the sides of my
head to control the speed in the final seconds. He'd change me to short
rapid movements then let go and turn limp on the sofa while his dick spurt
out several shots of fresh cum into my waiting throat. He didn't have much
flavor really, kinda salty and kinda runny too, not gooey like Sly's was.

I kept my mouth perfectly still until about ten seconds after his orgasm
ended then I would very gently slide off because his dick got super
sensitive after orgasm and he had these weird body shakes that would jerk
him from head to toe like an electrical shock for about twenty seconds
after every good orgasm.

Then we'd suck face while I would swallow the remnants of his juices. The
entire process took maybe ten to fifteen minutes. I mastered making him cum
not too long after we started dating. Plus he was good at teaching me how
to work his meat.

After we were done I went to the bedroom to start putting clothes in the
closet and dresser in our room. I heard him in the kitchen finishing the
dishes and cleaning up. Before bed he showed me how to use the Mac,
printer, word processor software and hard disk drive. We made our own
logons so there was no chance of accidentally erasing each others homework.

We discussed going to bed while we were sitting in the living room watching
the Tonight Show. Just for fun I gave him another blow job, he never said a
thing, I never asked.

Back in the bedroom he jerked me off then cleaned up the mess with a used
towel from the bedroom floor. We slept spooning that night.

The story continues as school starts and his mom comes to visit.

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