Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2013 00:48:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Boris Chen <borischen@rocketmail.com>
Subject: The Reluctant Gay chap 8

The Reluctant Gay    by Boris Chen

Chapter 8, Our First Christmas


Josh and me had Christmas off from school of course, the entire campus was
shut down. So the big decision was if we went home or stayed in Canyon. He
said if we stayed his mom would probably make another quick visit like the
last one. He says she has to in order to continue funding his college life,
something to do with taxes and corporate policy.

I think she also wants to know that he's not taking his tuition and
spending it on cocaine and hookers. I've read this is a big problem for
kids of wealthy families.

I've lived with Josh since August this year and I never once saw him get
high, he's never been arrested, and he seems pretty motivated to get his
MD. I don't think she has anything in particular to worry about but then
again I've only known him for about a year. We've only lived together for
four months.

-+-

Neither of us seemed interested in investing our hard earned cash on
decorations, so we bought a tiny Christmas tree, about fourteen inches tall
on a round wooden base. We taped a few cards to the wall in the kitchen.

My family was hounding me endlessly about coming home for the holidays. My
mom offered to pay my expenses. Josh and I discussed the matter and decided
to stay here in Canyon. I think it hurt my mom's feelings, she sent me a
card with a check anyway. Dad remained silent. Stain sent me a note by
email.

On December 23rd we went shopping in Amarillo to get each other one
gift. There's one store attached to a truck stop along the interstate that
sells sex toys, our first stop. We got plugs, dildos and some beads.

Next we went to Pier 1 and the place that sells scented soaps and
aromatherapy stuff. There was also one stop at a restaurant in town for a
decent Italian dinner. The food reminded us of our visits to Palm Springs,
gave us a smile and several laughs. I got hard talking about Max and Tony.

-+-

Christmas Eve was just another day. We started working on dinner tonight, a
small turkey, mashed potatoes, veggies, and a salad. We decide to pass on
pies or cake. Pie seems sort of too old fashioned anyway.

I supervised cooking the bird, he managed the rest, I helped.

About 6pm we sat down for our large meal and ate way too much but we both
loved the turkey. I knew we'd be eating turkey sandwiches for days.

We both fell asleep on the sofa that evening but woke up around 2am. I
escorted Josh to the shower.

-+-

I had him bend over so I could scrub his behind with a wash cloth and even
cleaned his rosebud with my fingers and lots of soap. Then he got rinsed
out till he was clean enough to eat. This was the first time I tried it.

I got to my knees behind him and started to lick him, first concentrating
on particular spots not just doing the entire surface. Then I tried pushing
my tongue into him but he clenched down too hard to make that work so I
stuck with just working his hole. He said it felt wonderful.

After maybe twenty minutes I stood up and pushed in my boner and did him
the old fashioned way. The hot water started to run out, so I pulled
out. We dried off and made our way to bed.

I lubed up, we laid on our sides, me behind him. I slowly entered him
holding Josh around his chest tweaking his tits and laying dozens of tiny
kisses all over his smooth back.

I stopped and pulled out before I came then rolled him on his back. I
lifted his knees pressing them towards his chest until his rear lifted off
the mattress. I slowly re-inserted myself.

Josh laid on his back with his eyes closed, sort of a grimace on his face.

I slowly slid in and out and watched the expression on his face change as I
hit particular spots. He grabbed himself and started stroking his boner
laying on his stomach. I continued working him slowly from above.

I slowly lowered myself onto his top side to suck face squishing his hand
between our stomachs.

As I pulled my mouth off his Josh opened his eyes and smiled at me with a
look that said love. We didn't talk, but I asked him if he wanted me to
continue or stop. He simply nodded yes.

So I restarted my action working him faster than before. When I felt the
orgasm building in the final seconds before it started I pulled out of him,
pushed his legs apart and spunked all over his stomach and chest.

After I was done dripping on his groin I rolled onto my side next to Josh,
still on his back. I took my index finger on my right hand to play with my
jizz all over his stomach and chest. I would grab some here and there to
eat myself but I mostly spread it around and made a huge mess all over his
belly and chest. I coated his nipples with cum and his his outy too.

We ended up back in the shower to clean up the mess, I carefully washed
every little spot on his body. He loved the attention. Then we went back to
bed until about 10am.

In the morning we both got out of bed at the same time. Josh started
cooking breakfast I gathered stuff to do laundry, which was piling up.

We ate our breakfast then went to the laundry place in the complex, which
was empty. Everyone else was celebrating Christmas day. We did four loads,
lots of towels and the rest was clothes and bedding.

While we were sitting in the chairs up front by the windows that faced the
parking lot soaking up the sunshine a large white car drove up, his mother
got out of the back seat. We knew she was coming but we didn't know
when. Apparently she went to our apartment finding us not there but our
cars parked out front.

She walked in wearing a skirt, heels, a jacket, hat and gloves. Josh hugged
his mom, she leaned towards me offering her hand to shake. This time she
called me by name wishing us both a merry Christmas. He told his mom we had
about one hour left of laundry to do, so she sat down to chat.

They mostly ignored me. She told Josh about their plans at home for the
rest of the day. Josh asked her how long she was in town, his mom said she
was here in the company jet and was heading back to Fredericksberg right
from here. They flew into the small airport on the south side of Amarillo
this time instead of the commercial airport.

I got up to leave them alone while I moved the laundry from washers to
dryers. Everything fit into four dryers but I remembered that he had the
cash so I had to go back and interrupt their conversation.

At first they ignored me, so I tapped Josh on the shoulder asking him for
dollar bills for the coin changer. He pulled out five dollars handing it to
me while his mom watched smiling.

I started the dryers and sat on the folding table reading some older copy
of Woman's Day while they chatted.

I heard the door open, so I hopped down off the table to see that they'd
left but her car stayed in front of the laundry room. My guess was she
wanted to see his report card for the last semester.

Fifteen minutes later Josh came back alone I saw his mom get into the
rental limo and drive off. He had a smile on his face. Josh joined me in
the back of the laundry room where he put his arms around me with a warm
hug. He whispered in my ear that his mom said merry Christmas to me before
she left.

M: "You show her your report card?"

J: "Yep, both of ours."

M: "Why'd she wanna see mine?"

J: "She's happy that we're not getting into trouble, that we're what we
say, it was my idea really. She just doesn't want me to fail. She means
well but it gets lost in her weirdness."

M: "Hmmm. So did I pass the test?"

J: "Oh yes, she's impressed with our home and progress in school. This was
the first time she seemed truly pleased with my school grades, and she
liked yours too."

M: "You got bad grades in the past?"

J: "Yeah, I went to community college near home first for a semester but
was more into party's and hanging out with friends who smoked dope, she
busted me twice, that's when I made a commitment to a serious degree at a
serious school. They didn't want me to move further from home so they could
keep a close eye on me after my first semester of badness."

M: "I get it. Our apartment pass her inspection too then?"

J: "She only looked at the kitchen and homework area where I had our report
cards on display."

M: "You get anything for Christmas from the folks then?"

J: "Yep, she gave us a gift, it's back in the apartment."

M: "Cool. We should be ready to start folding in about ten minutes." I
reached out to take his hand while we stood side by side near the back of
the laundry room.

About one hour later we were home with laundry put away. I saw an envelope
on the homework table by the Mac. I heated turkey for sandwiches and
scooped up some mashed potatoes and nuked them both. Josh sat at the
computer opening the envelope.

J: "Mom gave you a gift too." He held out a few hundred dollar bills
shaking them at me. I walked over snatching the bills, about my first money
I had to spend on anything I wanted since I moved to Canyon. Josh spread
his on the table, it totaled about five thousand dollars, but he didn't
seem to be to impressed by all the cash. He did come from a wealthy family
so plain old money probably didn't impress him too much anyway.

We ate our grub in front of the TV. Later on we decided to take a walk. It
was sunny out but it was cool, only in the middle 50s outside. The ground
was dry but soft. So we walked east on 4th Avenue outside of town to the
bridge over the river. We climbed below it, the river bed had just a narrow
stream of water actually moving under the road, but it widened out on
either side. This river went from dry to a torrent depending on the rain
and snow melt.

We sat on the rocks in the sunshine below the bridge and talked for a
while.

We sat there for a time, it looked like Josh was deep in thought. I wasn't
sure if he was bummed out by his mom's visit or why he was so quiet so I
tried something.

M: "Mind if I make a payment on rent for January?"

J: "Oh. Um, sure. When you wanna do that?"

M: "Right now." I said with a smile. He got a grin on his face. I looked
around and saw a place near the edge of the bridge. I took his hand walking
him to a spot where the bottom of the bridge was about six feet above the
ground. I had him hold on to the beam above his head, I took off my jacket
and got on my knees then un-buttoned and un-zipped his jeans. I reached
into his underwear pulling out his limp wiggly dick and started rubbing my
hand down it's length.

In no time at all he got hard, I took him in my mouth and held his butt
cheeks over his jeans so they didn't slide down. He took advantage of the
bridge overhead and started humping my mouth, I helped regulate his
movement with my hands on his ass cheeks.

It took a bit longer than normal for him, maybe eight minutes before he
came. I paused for a minute longer before pulling off. When I let him go I
pressed my face into his belly pressing his dick between my face and his
stomach just to enjoy his warm smoothness and his natural scent.

I told him I needed to pee so I stood up while he pulled his pants up and
closed 'em. I walked to the edge of the water, Josh walked behind me
holding my dick while I pee'd into the river. It was nice to have him hold
me like that. My stream ended and he started stroking me from behind. In
seconds I was hard and in about two minutes I came onto the river water
about one shot and the rest just dripped from the end of my dick.

He swiped a tiny sample, the last drop and stuck it in his mouth, then we
sucked face while I tried to put it back in my jeans. Then we started to
walk back home.

About halfway back to the apartment complex someone we know from home drove
by and picked us up dropping us off in the complex. We exchanged holiday
wishes and went back inside. By now it was getting closer to dinner time,
the sun was setting. It was a really nice day, totally a non-traditional
Christmas.

That night we slept spooning in bed, Josh behind me.

We enjoyed another week together before school re-started and the next
semester. The rest of the school year went pretty much as planned. We
studied lots and helped each other as much as possible. By late May we both
were looking at across the board A's in our report cards. We finished final
exams and got signed-up for the next semester in the fall. Neither of us
took classes over the summer.

I got a job at the local Pizza Hut during the summer. Josh worked as an
intern in the hospital on the north-west side of Amarillo working in the
family practice clinic with the doctors. We also found out that he'll be
accepted into med school and can remain at WTAMU for the next four years. I
would not be surprised to hear that his parent$ had $omething to do with
that. But he is a straight-A student anyway.

-+-

In the fall I kept my job but cut my hours to four hours a week, mostly
enough to keep benefits and discounts at this Pizza Hut.

In late August one of my PH coworkers invited me to visit at his place to
check out his stereo and CD collection, we'd talked music for weeks. I
think we had about the same taste in rock music.

I got to Steve's place in the mobile home park on the east side of Canyon
only five blocks from our apartment. He lived alone and wasn't going to
school. His trailer was clean and very neat. He had a nice Panasonic
receiver and older Yamaha speakers he said he got at a pawn shop in
Amarillo.

He offered me hits on his water pipe but I declined, I lied telling him I
was allergic and had asthma so there was no-way I could smoke. He offered
me a couple of Valium pills, I declined those too. I began to wonder why he
was trying so hard to get me stoned.

He started this brand new CD that was recently re-released for Blue Oyster
Cult from back in the 70s. It had been out of print since it's first
release in the early 80s. We sat and listened, he cranked the volume a few
times to demonstrate the speakers but mostly it was loud enough for us to
still talk.

S: "So you're gay, right?"

M: "Yep. But I don't go around broadcasting that so I'd appreciate it if
you didn't either."

S: "So you guys know how to give the best blow jobs, eh?"

M: "That's the popular rumor, I suppose it's a true-ism. I've heard of guys
that were incapable for whatever reason. Sort of like girls in general
really. Some are good, some have no clue."

S: " You ever done it with a girl?"

M: "Yep, more than once, but I prefer males. Less bullshit." I winked at
him. He smiled back at me from the swivel chair while I sat on the sofa.

Steve got up, walked down the hallway disappearing for a while during the
sixth song on the CD.

I wasn't totally surprised when he returned to the living room wearing
shorts only. He had a much nicer body than my radar reported to me. Steve
was about 5'10" just a tiny bit taller than me. He had a hairless chest but
some hairs below his inny belly button. I didn't see a lump in his
shorts. His chest was rounded, looked like he never lifted weights but he
had a decent shape for just an ordinary guy. His nipples were smooth lumps,
same color as his lips but maybe two inches across, oval and angled. I had
to look away.

He sat back in his chair with his knees spread apart. The next song started
on the CD, there were two left. I glanced at him, he was staring at me
smiling then I noticed his dick and balls were clearly visible along side
his leg. He was limp and I think he was also shaved from what I could see.

S: "I seen you checking me out buddy."

M: "I'm gay, what did you expect?"

S: "You want this?"

I kept my mouth shut and looked away.

A few minutes later I caught out of the corner of my eye that it looked
like he was itching or rubbing at his shorts in his lap. The CD was on it's
last song.

When the song ended the stereo got quiet, Steve told me to turn on the
radio and see how good reception he got from his FM antenna outside.

I walked to the receiver in the cabinet and got to my knees, turned the
selector knob to FM as the dial lit-up. It was one of those older analog FM
dials with two illuminated meters. I tuned my favorite stations across the
dial, even the FM station from the college at 88.5FM came in almost full
scale.

While I was scanning the FM band he walked over behind me. I saw in the
corner of my vision he had a large lump in his shorts standing just behind
me to my side. I turned my head to check out his tent pole smiled at him
and looked back at the receiver.

I put the mode switch to AM and checked out his noise level and sound
quality. This was one of those rare receivers that got AM stereo too. The
big country station in Amarillo came booming in and sounded great.

I felt him place his hand on my shoulder but I ignored it. Then I felt
something warm and rubbery touching my right ear from behind, it moved
around my ear and then the back of my neck over to my other ear. My nose
detected the odor of guys crotch, not too strong really, just like we all
smell about nine hours after we bathe.

I twisted the dial to 1600 and heard the travelers advisory transmitter
near the airport. I thought he must have a decent AM antenna outside too
but it was getting harder to concentrate.

I noticed in the dark area of the face plate on the CD player I could see
his reflection almost like a mirror, he had his shorts pulled below his
balls and was rubbing his dick on the back of my head. I could see he had a
really nice looking inny too with some hairs growing down to below the
waist line but his pubes above his dick looked like they were shaved off.

I turned my head and got dick head across the lips. He was looking down at
me with a smile. I reached up taking his boner in my right hand and started
sliding it end to end while he released himself. I moved my knees to facing
him with the stereo cabinet right behind me.

Steve ran his fingers into my hair as I slipped his six incher inside my
mouth. He let out a great moan as I dragged his dick head across my tongue
and the roof of my mouth, which to most guys would feel just like a pussy,
only cooler.

He sort of jerked around inside my mouth for a short time. I wondered
exactly what he was doing, obviously not an experienced guy at getting
head. I wondered if he might even be a virgin. He was after only 20.

I was considering pulling off and asking him if he wanted to lay down when
he came in my mouth without warning. He didn't shoot, just sort of oozed a
little. I could tell the volume was maybe an ounce maybe less. Kinda salty
and a little bitter.

He stepped back smiling staring at me as if I just revealed to him the
secret of life. He had the look of amazement and shocked surprise on his
face.

S: "Holy crap, you're good at that dude." He declared with a huge smile as
his dick hung seconds later not limp but long in front of his balls and his
shorts. I eyeballed his upper body.

I stood up walked over near him placing my hands on his upper chest and
slid them around down to his stomach. I took one hand only inserting my
finger into his belly button, it was deep and smooth. Then I placed it on
his chest and slid it side to side over his well above average nipples with
the inverted teats. You don't too often see that on guys. But they were
smooth warm squishy domes of fun if he was wired for pleasure there.

M: "Can I ask you a personal question?"

S: "Uh huh." He said still smiling standing maybe 16 inches in front of me
in the living room of his rented mobile home.

M: "When you do it, you play with your titties?"

S: " Uh huh." He muttered slight shaking his head yes too with a larger
smile now.

I gently started to push him back to his sofa where he sat back down where
I was earlier. I climbed on next to him leaned over and started sucking on
and licking his tits. I did each one for about two minutes. Then I stopped
and raised up straight, looked down at his dick, reached down and took one
finger to swipe one last drop off the head of his limp dick and stuffed it
in my mouth.

M: "Gotny bottled waters?"

S: "Sure do." He stood up, walked to the fridge pulling his shorts the rest
of the way up. He returned with a cold locally bottled water. I twisted the
seal, hearing it crack meaning it was safe to drink. I didn't know how much
I could trust him yet, especially after all the offers of drugs.

I drank down the entire thing and tossed the bottle back to him, he tossed
it in the kitchen trash can.

We had a brief moment of looking at each other from ten feet apart.

All I could think of to say was, "Nice stereo, great speakers dude. You got
any more music coming?"

S: "Yep, I'm trying to get the rest of the Beatles and the finish my
collection of Rolling Stones. I'll let you know when they arrive, you can
come over then if you want. My dick, er I mean my door is always open to
music lovers."

I chucked at his slip-up. I walked towards the door and told him I'd let
myself out. He offered to give me a ride home but I declined, said to him
that I needed the exercise after all the hours of sitting reading and
studying.

I let myself out, walked to the street then headed for our apartment. I
figured if he never asked I wouldn't tell Josh what I did today since we
already agreed on letting each other blow other people, like we did in Palm
Springs.

During the fall semester I went over to Steve's trailer about three more
times. He eventually got better at being blown and he started letting me do
his titties too. He never offered me any more drugs, his place was always
spotless clean. I wondered why he didn't have a girl friend or pictures of
any girls in his place. Maybe he was way too shy, maybe he was hiding a
secret too.



Chapter 9 takes us back to Palm Springs and finishes the school year, as
Josh starts residency and declares he is going to be a Family Practice
doctor to me and his family.



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