Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2013 21:30:11 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: Society Boys part 131

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 131

Just as I was about to settle in for a night with the guys my phone rang
from Domino's.

"Hi Justin, would you be able to work tonight.  My other driver phoned in
sick and I wonder if you could fill in?"

"Sure, I'll be there in 20 minutes," I answered.  This was my first shift
as a real working guy.  I told Colin and he just smiled as I ran upstairs
to get into my Domino's uniform.  I jumped in the Camaro and raced to the
store where I got a quick tutorial on how to take payments.  My first order
was on a street I didn't know, but my iPhone's GPS helped me get there
quickly.  The lady who answered seemed like she hadn't slept in days.  I
could hear the multiple kids in the background and she thanked me as I
handed over the food.  One little kid peeked out from behind her without
saying anything.  I wasn't sure if it was a boy or a girl.  I got my $2 tip
and headed back to the car.  Then it was off on more deliveries.  None of
them were exciting.  Just normal people ordering pizza.  This wasn't
working out like my fantasy at all The closest I got was a guy in his 30's
who answered the door in his underwear and a t-shirt and asked if we sold
beer too.  When I told him we didn't, that was as far as that conversation
went.  I did several more runs and ended up at a house where a couple of
teenage boys, perhaps 14 answered the door to pay me.  They saw the Camaro
and commented on it.  They came to have a look before taking the pizza.
That was kinda cool.  Maybe I should use one of the Lamborghinis for
deliveries next time.

I got home exhausted and as soon as I got in the house and sat in the
kitchen, Kyle started licking me.  "What the hell dude?  I giggled.

"You smell like pizza."  He said as his tongue came out.  I turned as his
tongue came closer I clamped it between my teeth.

"Thoo don't taysth like piztha though," he mumbled as his eyes stared right
into mine.  I laughed and we parted from each other.  I realized that I
really did smell like pizza so I ran upstairs to the bedroom to clean up.
Colin was on the bed with Blake using a hair dryer on his cast.

"Hey guys.  What's up?"  I asked.

"My arm was itchy so Dad is helping make it un-itchy.  Did you know he had
casts before?"

"Yep and it was itchier than you because I have hair on my arms and legs,"
Colin told him.

"That would be really bad.  Did Justin help you with it?"

"Yes, he did buddy.  How's the arm feel?"

"I think I need more air it's still bad," he said somewhat unconvincingly.
I think he just liked the attention. "Did you bring pizza home?"

"No sorry, but it's too late for pizza.  You should be in bed," I smiled.
I headed for the bathroom and had a quick shower.  When I returned Blake
was lying in the middle of our bed.

"I'm in bed, like you said," he grinned.

"You know what I meant.  Your own bed.  It's a school night."

"C'mon Dad.  My arm's all itchy and I don't feel good.  Can't I stay in
here with you guys?"

"You're a little faker, you know that?"  I said as I rubbed his head.

"No, I'm not.  My arm really is itchy.  I promise I won't be any trouble.
I just wanna sleep with you guys, k?  I'm even wearing my underwear.  Colin
said he'd read me a story too."

I gave in and let him slide down the bed and went down to find Colin who
had gone to get Blake a snack before the story.  Something told me he'd
tell the correct story and not the versions I seem to always had.

The next day it was back to the routine of heading for school.  This was
getting to be a habit.  I had decided to go balls out today and make some
new friends.  Not literally balls out, but that might be an option by the
end of the week, and certainly on wreck beach. I had put a pride pin on my
backpack and was wearing my rubber rainbow bracelet.  Plus I wore my
tighter jeans and shirt, and properly arranged my package to make sure I
had a nice bulge.  Just like Blake, I had brushed my hair to perfection and
was totally styling the look.  Blake was rocking red high tops and black
jeans with a red and black t-shirt.  He almost had better fashion sense
than me.  Today we took the Camaro and repeated the process of picking up
Cory on our way to the elementary school.

Kyle and I kissed in the parking lot as we headed off to our buildings.  I
figure that should get the buzz going about me, but looking around it was
as if no one even noticed.  I guess we have come so far with equality that
two guys kissing in public is no more exciting than watching grass grow
now.  Maybe I'll copy Zane Jr., and wear a kilt tomorrow.  I dropped into
my seat in Psych 101 and looked around for Damian.  He strolled in, looked
directly at me and then walked the opposite direction.  This sucked.  I
really didn't mean to piss him off.  I just figure if they want to come
back, they will.  I listened to the professor giving us more psych
information and surprisingly it was easier to follow today than yesterday.
I actually enjoyed the class.  As soon as it was over I took off to the
bathroom as my morning Latte had caught up to me.  I was as the urinal when
someone came up beside me.  As per normal protocol I didn't look at the
guy, but smiled when a familiar voice said, "Nice penis dude."

I looked over at Kyle and smiled.  "Perv!  What are you doing over here?  I
thought your class was two buildings over."

"Needed a piss," he grinned.  I noticed he wasn't peeing as I finished and
shook.  I tucked it away and went to wash my hands.  As I dried them off
Kyle grabbed me and pushed me back to a stall, much to the surprise of the
other guy at the urinal.  He slammed me in and locked the door.  He took
hold of my head and kissed me hard with so much tongue I wondered if he had
had an extension added. As we made out furiously, he unbuckled my pants,
popped the button and slammed his hand inside my underwear to cup my dick
and balls.  I responded properly by getting hard.  Kyle yanked everything
to my knees and dropped in front of me and sucked my dick as deep as he
could get it.  I tried not to laugh or moan out loud as he went at me.  He
pulled his own dick out and I watched as he coated it with lube and stroked
himself before standing up.

"Turn around and bend over," he said abruptly and pushed my forward.  He
didn't waste any time in pushing himself into me and giving me one hell of
a fuck.  "Oh god that's a sweet ass.  Fuck dude, I'm gonna cum he said out
loud and I actually felt his jizz blast into my hole.  He slapped my ass
hard and pulled out as he did it.  He wiped himself dry on my ass cheek,
wiped his dick with toilet paper, slapped my ass again and pulled his pants
up.  "Thanks.  I need that.  Nice sweet tight ass on you buddy.  If you're
here often, I hope I can ride that again."  He turned and left the stall.
I locked it behind him with a big smile on my face.  Then I heard him speak
as he headed out.  "Gotta love a nice tight ass after a hard class.  You
should go give him a try."

I wondered if he was just acting or if someone was really in the bathroom.
I sat on the toilet and drained out Kyle's offering, before dressing and
heading out.  Two guys were in the bathroom and looked at me strangely as I
washed my hands.  I almost skipped off to class.  That was actually pretty
hot.  After my next class I debated heading back to the bathroom for round
two, but made my way to the food court instead to meet Kyle as planned.  We
ordered some burgers and talked about our classes.  Kyle made no mention of
our rendezvous in the bathroom.  My last class was almost over and I got a
text from Blake telling me he got his phone back and asked if he could go
over to Cory's after school.  I gave him permission and laughed at the
irony of texting him back while I was in class.  After classes, Kyle and I
met up and he said that one of the girls in his class invited him to the
swim meet at the Aquatic Centre.

"A girl, huh.  Kyle is switching teams.  Got himself a hot chick."

"Shut up.  As if I'd stick my dick in a vagina.  Those things are full of
shark teeth," he laughed.  "No way I'm letting one of those things wrap
around my priceless penis."

I almost choked.  We headed to the aquatic centre and met up with the girls
from his applied mathematics class. "This is Linda and Robyn.  This is my
roommate Justin."  I had been wondering how he was going to introduce us
considering how he'd been acting all day.

"Nice to meet you," I said acknowledging both of them.  As we took our
seats, they asked what I was studying, which was always a good topic to
break the ice.  The UBC Thunderbirds were facing the University of Calgary
Dinos.  I loved watching swim meets.  I know what you're thinking; I only
like it for the semi naked slim toned boys with tight abs and bulging
crotches in their swim suits, but I really love the sport; watching the
arms slice through the water effortlessly as every muscle on the body is
put to the test of endurance pitting man against the element of
water...Okay, I'm bullshitting.  I like the semi naked boys and I keep
watching for butt crack or an occasional slip of a penis.  Divers were my
favorite as they often had their tiny speedos slip down under the water.

We cheered on our team and we did really well, winning most of the races.
I wanted to go down and congratulate each of the guys.  I'd even be willing
to give consoling hugs to the opposing team.  Some might even need a place
to stay tonight since they were from out of town.  I think Kyle noticed me
drooling as he handed me a tissue and smiled as we made our way to the
parking lot.  The girls were very friendly and seemed to have a thing for
Kyle.  I teased him all the way home, but he was oblivious to it.

"So I never asked.  How was your day today?  Did all your pride stuff get
you laid at all?"  He asked.

"Nah, I gotta try harder."

"No action at all?" he smirked.

"No, not really.  Oh, some guy fingered me or something in the bathroom
after one of my classes.  I think he used his pinky finger though.  Didn't
really feel anything, but it was over so fast I might have just been
imagining it," I said trying not to grin.

"You're such an asshole."

"I thought you liked my asshole," I howled with laughter.  He slugged me
and as I pulled up to Cory's place, I reached over to tickle him.  He
squealed and jumped out of the car.  I ran after him and tackled him onto
the lawn.  The boys must have heard us as they came running out and joined
the tackling.  We all wrestled together until Sheila came out and laughed.

"Boys!" She said shaking her head.  "Now I know where Cory gets it."

"Bye Cory.  Thanks Mom," Blake said as he jumped in the back seat of the
car.

The `Mom' didn't go unnoticed and frankly I couldn't think of a better
person to take that role for him.  He probably needed a women's influence
for some stuff.  Living with a houseful of guys could be a lot to handle.

"Dad, I got homework today.  Can you help me with it?"  Blake said as we
raced home.

"Of course.  What subject?"

"English.  I have to write about my family and what makes them special to
me."

"That sounds like a good assignment."

"Should I write about everyone, or just you and Colin, or my old family or
what?"

"I think that's up to you Blake.  But no matter what you decide we'll help
with whatever you need."

"Okay cool.  If I write about my old family it might be a little sad for
everyone, so I think I should tell them about you guys `cause I think
everyone would like to hear that."  I smiled to myself and felt my face
flush with pride.  He was probably the best son anyone could have and at
that moment, I felt sad that his real parents wouldn't get to see him grow
up and be amazing.

"That's thoughtful of you buddy," I told him.

As soon as we got home, Colin was waiting and asked Kyle if he minded being
around for Blake for a bit.  He agreed of course and Blake just gave us a
dirty look and then complained he didn't need a babysitter.

Colin took me out to the driveway and we got into his car.  "What's up
babe?"  I asked.

"Kelly called and said we should go down to the warehouse right away."

"Why?"

"I have no idea, but he said we were needed immediately."

Probably more Q secret dramatics.  I miss those days of the mystery stuff.
Once you're at the top, the whole fun of the secret society kinda faded
away. I used to like showing up at events that I had no idea what was going
to happen and then being told to do stuff that got my adrenaline pumping.
We pulled up at the warehouse and headed inside and stopped dead in our
tracks.  The entire Executive council was there standing in the middle of
the big room, talking and looking around.  The whole place was destroyed.
It had been spray painted and everything in it was trashed.  "What
happened?"  Colin asked as we walked up to Kelly and the guys.

"We're not sure.  I got a blocked call and an electronic voice said "When
you lose what you love, you realize what you had...and like a magician,
things aren't always what they seem."

"What the hell does that mean?"  I asked.

"We have no idea, but look around.  The graffiti is all random cryptic
shit.  The guys have been photographing it all.  We'll call some members in
to fix it all, but who would do this?"

"Is anything missing?"  Colin asked.

"Nothing of value worth taking.  If it wasn't for the phone call, I would
have said it was just kids."

"Could it have been someone that didn't make it into the club?"  One of the
Executives asked.

"Possibly.  That actually makes the most sense, but the alarm never went
off," Kelly agreed.

"Kelly, you handle this, we'll go to the mansion to see if we can find out
anything and call you," Colin told him.

"I should get the locks changed as well," Kelly replied.

"Agreed, but since the alarm never activated, use our secondary locksmith
to do the work and activate the backup protocols," Colin told him.  I musta
missed espionage class in the Q training manual.  Of course, I never really
got around to reading most of it.  Seemed like way too much information to
me.  Plus I had ADAM to tell me the important stuff.  Colin and I raced to
the mansion like we were chasing international terrorists.  We bolted up
the back stairs to the office and into the computer room.

"ADAM, activate the video monitors for the Vancouver warehouse," Colin
requested.  Several screens lit up, most were obscured or half obscured as
they had been spray painted or damaged.  "Computer play video from 12pm
today."  The screens basically remained unchanged.  "Play video from 12am
today," Colin directed.  The screen changed to show the warehouse in basic
darkness and intact.  So now we knew whatever happened was between 12am and
12pm.  That was a good start.  We fast forwarded the video at high speed
until we found what we were looking for.  Two guys entered the darkened
room and turned on some lights.  One was a large guy and the other slightly
smaller with a muscular build.  They both had baseball caps on and kept
their heads down.  They began to totally trash the place as they made their
way to the cameras and either knocked them off the wall or spray painted
them.  We could see through a couple, but just vaguely.  Only one camera
gave us somewhat of a view.  As the smaller guy turned I kind of took a
deep breath.  Colin froze the frame and backed it up to the point where I
could make out the face.

"Do you recognize him?"

"Yeah.  He's the jock from my school that attacked me when I first came
out, when Alex and I were together."

"Do you know his name?"

"No, I suppose I could find it from the yearbook, but at that time I was
just trying to handle being gay and it was such a fleeting incident I
almost forgot about it, but it's definitely him.  You know who the other
guy looks like though?"

"Yeah, I was thinking it too...Landon.  Let's keep watching to see if we
can find a better angle."  It was disheartening to watch as they destroyed
everything.

We watched the next hour of recording, but there was never a clear shot of
him.  Both of us were sure that it was Landon by the size of him and the
way he moved, but we couldn't prove it for absolute.  Colin called Kelly to
tell him what we had found out and that we'd keep investigating.  He said
that the locks had been changed and a crew had been arranged to put the
warehouse back in order.  We headed home and I immediately went and pulled
out my yearbook and searched for the jock.  It didn't take long to find out
his name was Nick Rondell.  Colin pulled out his computer and accessed ADAM
from it and we quickly found out what we needed.  Not only all his current
information, but more importantly that he worked for the alarm company we
used.  Colin made the calls to Kelly to order the alarms be immediately
changed to our secondary company for both buildings, the Warehouse and
Mansion.

"Should we call the police or inform the alarm company?"  I asked ready to
pounce and take this douche down.

"Not the police yet.  We'll inform the alarm company first, so they can
handle their own investigation, but we need to find out who the other guy
was before we do anything else.  If it's Landon, we should try and figure
out what's going on and how it all ties together.  Assuming it's him, this
is a bit scary and we allow him in our home.  We'll get it sorted fast
though."

We went to check on Blake who was lying on the floor in his room with
Twitch right beside him.  I almost snorted with laughter as both of them
were munching on carrots.  "Meep, meep, eh, what's up doc?"

He looked up at me and smiled.  "Just doing homework.  Wanna carrot?"  He
grinned.

I took a picture of him and his bunny.  It was the cutest ever.  Both Colin
and I took a carrot and helped him with homework.  He had math that Colin
checked.  I played with the bunny.  Once it was bed time, we both said good
night and went to Kyle's room.  He welcomed us in and we both laughed when
we saw the top of a carrot on his desk.

"He got you with the carrots too, huh?"  I asked.

"Yep.  That rabbit is gonna keep all of us healthy but if I start eating
lettuce and twitching my nose, let me know will ya?"

"We're just gonna go play pool for a bit.  Wanna join us?"  I asked.  He
put his stuff away and followed us downstairs.  The house was so quiet
without Jason and Alex and additionally quiet without Troy who was out as
well.  I think I even heard crickets
tweeting?... clucking?... chirping?... cricketing?  What the hell do
crickets do?  After a few games of pool we decided to head to bed and Kyle
slept with us.  Slept, in the terms of slept after we'd had an hour of sex
together.  I think Kyle loved Colin as much as me and it always felt right
when we were all together.

Halfway through the night, I felt someone slide in next to me and as I
opened my eyes, I grinned as Blake curled up in front of me.  I wrapped my
arm around him and went back to sleep.  If this keep up we're gonna have to
see if they make a bigger bed than king size.  We really didn't need the
mansion.  We could live in a one bedroom apartment if this kept up.  I
didn't even say anything to Blake over the fact that he had chosen to sleep
naked as he behaved himself so why bring it up.  In the morning we all woke
up around the same time and Blake turned to look at me.

"Hi Dad.  Figured I'd sleep in here since Kyle was.  I like sleepovers."

"Me too buddy, me too," I smiled as I sent him back to his room to get
ready for school.  The rest of us played in the shower for a quickie before
breakfast.

School was just another day and I was slowly getting to know people in my
classes.  Kyle seemed to be a hit with the girls as he always had a couple
around whenever I bumped into him.  He always introduced them, but girls
all look the same to me and I'll be damned if I can actually remember their
names.  He even brought one to lunch with him and said they were going
shopping after school.  He threw me his truck keys so I could get home and
he said he'd get a ride back afterward.  I went in search of gay guys, but
with so many students on campus all heading off to various buildings and
classes, it was nowhere near as easy as high school where everyone was
packed in together.  I even strolled over to the aquatic centre for a bit
to watch the guys practicing and checked out the divers whenever they went
up the platforms.  University was gonna be fun, I could already sense it.
It was just going to take a lot more work than I thought.  Plus the classes
were gonna take some work too.

That night I had to work again, so I drove over to Domino's and punched in.
I was getting minimum wage, plus tips.  The manager was in a bad mood and
was busy berating the other driver as he'd been getting complaints about
him taking too long.  The driver was older and just taking the criticism in
stride.  I wouldn't have liked to have been spoken to like that though.
Fortunately I had a fast car and GPS, so no one yelled at me.  It was more
of the same regular deliveries for the first few and then when I got back
to the store, I was handed two large pizzas.

"They specifically asked for you to deliver them," I was told.  "Looks like
you've got regulars already.  They always order lots of pizzas from us.  I
looked at the address on the order and shook my head with a smile as I took
the pizzas to the customers.  I pulled up at the front door, rang the bell
and waited for them to open the door.  I tried to be professional but
couldn't keep a straight face when all the guys opened the door completely
naked, almost all of them sporting boners.  J.P. & Ryan were there as was
Troy, Kyle and Colin.  Even Blake had joined in.

"That'll be $32.00," I said as I handed over the pizzas.

Colin handed me $32.50.  "Keep the change," he said as he took the pizzas
from me.

"Really?  A whole 50 cents?  Why thank ya mastah sah.  I'll be gittin me
that house real soon," I chuckled.  Blake pushed his way through the guys
and looked up at me.

"Hi Dad, did you like our joke?"

"Yes, it was very funny," I said rubbing his head as he beamed with
pleasure at their game.

"Okay, thanks for the pizza dude," Colin said as he pulled Blake inside and
went to close the door.  As he did it, he grabbed Kyle by the penis and
kissed him on the lips as the door shut.  I shook my head.  He's so gonna
get it when I get home.  That's what pizza deliveries should always be
like. Plus that's the kind of tip I'd like instead of money.  I did a few
more deliveries, hoping at each door that the tenants would be as hot as
the guys at home.  One was drunk and totally gave the fuck me eyes as he
checked me out, but he was like 50 and had a beer gut.  Not my type at all.
I wondered after I left if he would have been a big tipper if I'd been more
flirty.  I gotta remember to turn up the sexy.  After work, I strolled home
and hit the shower before sitting down to do some homework.  Blake had
already gone to bed but I checked in on him anyway.  He always looked like
such an angel when he was sleeping.  I flopped beside Colin and he smiled
as he tried to help me with Psych stuff.

"I'm exhausted," I said.  "Next week all Blake's other stuff gets going.
Diving on Monday and Scouts on Tuesday."

"Don't worry.  I'll take him to diving if you want and Sheila said that
while Jason and Alex are away she'll drop by to pick him up for Scouts.
That should share the load," Colin said obviously having planned ahead
already.

"I'm good at sharing the load...speaking of which wanna take some of it
while I study?"

"I doubt you could concentrate on studying if I went down on you," Colin
said kissing my cheeks.

"Are you kidding, I could paint the house, juggle and study while getting a
blowjob.  I'm just that multi-talented."

"So if I stripped you and had you kneel beside the coffee table while you
studied and took a ride, you'd completely be able to concentrate?"

"Yeah, duh?  I could concentrate even better if that was happening," I said
as I felt my heart rate increase and my ass become itchy with excitement.
I stripped and knelt beside the coffee table with my ass up and my textbook
in front of me.  Colin removed his clothes and got behind me.  He kissed my
back and rubbed my ass.  I hated to admit it, but it really WAS hard to
concentrate on psychology with him doing that.  If anyone asks how I feel
about that, I'm going lose it.  Colin began to rim my ass and it became
even harder...to concentrate.

Once he figured I was ready he aimed his beautiful penis at my hole and
entered me.  I was so hard I was stabbing the edge of the coffee table as
he fucked me.  We heard someone enter the house and looked over to see Troy
stroll in and sit on the couch beside us.  His shirt was slightly torn and
he looked unhappy.

"You okay?"  Colin asked as we kept fucking.  No need to stop since Troy
had seen it a thousand times.

"No, not really.  I think you guys might be right about Landon.  I told him
I was saving my money to be able to go to University next year and he got
upset and ended up having rougher than normal sex with me.  When I told him
it was a bit too much, he pushed me down and fucked me harder.  I tried to
get away but he ended up ripping my shirt."

"You mean he raped you?"  Colin asked, and from the tone in his voice I
could sense that we were about to spring into action.

"No, I wanted the sex, but he was just a bit rougher than normal.  He said
if we didn't spend money going places, our relationship would just get
boring and it would end up being nothing but sex.  I suggested he could pay
for things and he said he wasn't as rich as me and all his money went to
food and rent."

"Sorry buddy.  You deserve so much better than that," Colin replied as he
slowed down from fucking me.  I took over and squeezed my ass tight and
pushed back and forth against him.

Troy pulled off his shirt and looked at it.  "This was one of my favorite
shirts too," he said shaking his head.

"Bro, there are thousands of people who would want to be with you.  All of
them a thousand times better than Landon.  If you like big muscular guys,
that's cool, but find ones that accept you and aren't using you," I said no
longer studying.  Colin grabbed my hips and thrust hard a few times and
grunted as he shot his load into me.  We were almost as casual as if we
were playing Monopoly, except that passing `go' was more fun.  Colin pulled
out and I decided not to jack off even though my boner was raging.  I could
have pushed it through a steel plate it was so hard.

"Where did you leave it with Landon?"  Colin asked.  "Are you still
together?"

"I think so.  The mood he was in I wouldn't dare break up with him.  I
think he was a little stoned too.  At least he fucked like he was."

"You know if you just like a big cock in you, play with Aaron a few times
when he's over.  That should satisfy your cravings," I grinned.

"Nah, it's not the size of the cock, it's that Landon is so big and
powerful.  It's fun to have him around and protect me and stuff.  But it's
not so much fun when he's stoned or in a bad mood.  I should go up to bed,
you guys look a little busy."

"Not really.  Justin is just doing homework and I'm just keeping
entertaining myself," Colin grinned as he slapped his softening cock
against me.  Troy smiled and got off the couch to head for bed.

"Good night guys," he said as he ran off to bed.

"I'm gonna kill that asshole," I said.

"That doesn't sound like a psychology approach to a problem."

"Psychology my ass.  I'll just give some old fashioned therapy with a
baseball bat."

"You realize he's five times your size," Colin smirked.

"The bigger they are the harder they fall," I reminded him.

"That's certainly a different motto than you normally use," Colin laughed.
"Isn't the motto notched into your belts `the bigger they are, the deeper
they go."

"Ha Ha. Very funny.  But seriously, what are we gonna do about this guy?"

"I think it's time to use the power of the `Q' to take care of this."

"Now we're talking.  I'll dig the hole in the yard, you have the body
brought around," I said sitting back cross legged, as Colin got on the
couch.

"We're not the mob," he chuckled as I inched towards him and put my head on
his lap.

"Too bad.  That would be the best solution."

I couldn't study any more.  My head was already making plans to take care
of Landon.  I already had him waterboarded, flung out of a plane without a
parachute, chained to a plank and whipped, stoned in the village square,
and finally castrated.  I would make him watch as we used his balls to go
bowling.  I put away my books and pulled Colin up so we could head to bed.
After a quick shower we went to bed and I awoke in the middle of the night
after having a great dream of being Justin the Giant Slayer.  I rolled on
top of Colin and slid my dick into him and slowly fucked until my load was
securely stored in his ass.  I like keeping it there as he looks after it
so well.

In the morning after we woke Blake up and headed for breakfast, Kyle
strolled down with Aaron.  They both had that freshly fucked look.  I know
the look really well.  "Morning guys," I said as they sat down at the table
after grabbing the food they wanted.  Blake wasn't far behind them looking
well rested and ready for school.  He was doing a good job of selecting his
clothes and they hid his cast pretty well.  Each day he wore different
shoes and clothes as we had told him it is a big mistake to wear the same
clothes twice in a row.  Today his underwear was showing over the top of
his jeans and he looked like a mini Bieber, although his pants weren't as
low and he was definitely wearing a shirt.

"Morning Blake," Kyle said as he sat beside him.

Blake looked over and giggled at little.  "You guys sure make a lot of
noise at night," he said.

"What?"  Kyle said staring at him.

"I went for juice in the middle of the night and I heard you and Aaron when
I came back.  You were making a lot of noise.  Were you having sex?"

"Blake, that's private," I said quickly.

"Since when?  Everyone around here has sex.  I just wondered if they were.
Kyle was saying how big Aaron's penis was and to pound him harder.  Then
Aaron told Kyle to shut up and just take his monster pole.  Then Kyle..."

"Okay, we get the idea, buddy," I interrupted.  "You know it's not polite
to eavesdrop."

"I wasn't.  They were just making lots of noise so I listened.  I wasn't
eavesdropping," he justified.  Strangely he was making sense.  "So were you
having sex then?"

"Would it matter?"  Kyle asked.

"No, just curious.  Are you supposed to say stuff like that when you do it?
Mostly I'm just quiet when I do stuff."

Kyle laughed and Aaron blushed.  "No, just do or say whatever you like.
It's supposed to be fun."

"Okay, but it sounded like he was hurting you, causing you were making loud
noises and moaning."

"No, he wasn't hurting me, we just like playing a game like that.  Sorry we
made too much noise."

"I can't wait until I'm 16 so you can show me stuff like that," he said as
he ate his cereal.  Kyle looked over at me and mouthed the word `Sorry'.  I
just shrugged and we went on with our day.

At school, classes were becoming routine and I had settled into the concept
pretty well.  In my Behaviour Development Class a guy sat next to me and
introduced himself as Nate.  I acknowledged him and he asked if I had the
assignment from yesterday.  I pulled it up and showed him where to find it
online.  He thanked me and since we still had a few minutes before class
began we got to talking.

"Would you like to hang out after class and maybe grab a beer?  We could go
over the assignment together.  I dunno about you, but I'm not finding this
as easy as I thought."

"I hear you there.  After you see Dr. Phil on TV you kinda got the
impression any idiot could become a psychologist," I grinned.

He laughed and agreed.  We made additional small talk until the professor
arrived.  We exchanged phone numbers so we could get together after our
last class.  I was pretty happy.  I'd made my first University friend and
was going for a beer.  How straight of me.  Kyle laughed when I told him
and asked how long it would take before I had the guy on his back with his
legs over his head.

"It's not like that.  We're just going to study together.  I'm being a
normal University student hanging with a classmate.  I'll just call for a
car when we're finished studying."

"A car huh?  Remember not to call for the limo, use a taxi.  Normal
students don't take limos all over town."

"I knew that," I said with a grin.

Kyle waited with me outside the Kenny Building, which was where most of the
psychology stuff was.  Nate arrived shortly afterward and I introduced
them.

"Do you have a car?"  I asked Nate.

"Can't really afford a car and an apartment.  I just take the bus," he
smiled.

"I can give you a ride if you want," Kyle offered.

"If it's not a problem, sure."

"No problem at all.  I'm just parked over there."  As we headed over to the
truck, Kyle came up to me and whispered.  "Have fun.  Don't do anything I
wouldn't do."

"So that rules out what?  Murder?"

"Pretty much," he chuckled.  We piled in and he drove us over to Nate's
place which wasn't that far.  We thanked Kyle and he took off.  I followed
Nate into his apartment which was a small studio, but he had it set up
pretty nice.  Mostly Ikea looking furniture and a double bed.  We threw our
stuff by his couch.

"I'd show you around, but this is all there is, except for the bathroom,
over there," he said pointing at the only other room.  "Have a seat and
I'll grab us a couple beers."

I flopped onto his couch and he opened a couple Sleeman's and handed one
over as he sat beside me.  He pulled out his laptop, so I assumed we were
getting right to it and grabbed mine.  The first thing he did was to print
the assignment so we could research it.  He took part of it and I took
another part and we began to gather the information as we talked about all
sorts of shit relating to it.  We were focusing on the development of a
child in the first three years.  My section was related to aggression,
defiance and the use of crying to get what they want.  His development was
love, singing, rhyming, talking, etc.  And the final stage was the
development of the behaviours relating to motor skills such as crawling,
standing, walking and running.  This seemed massive to put a paper together
on, but it was only an introductory lesson, so they weren't expecting
Einstein type theories on it.  We had pulled up tons of information and
after an hour, I was getting a headache.

"I remember most of these behaviours when I was a kid.  We tried testing
the rules even at three," I laughed.

"We?"  Nate asked.

"Yeah, I have a twin brother, so we used to do things as a team.  If he
tried something and it didn't work, I'd try something else to see if we
could come up with plan b, and vice versa."

"You're a twin?  That would be a cool paper on behaviours.  We should keep
it in mind if it ever comes up."

I agreed and we talked about Jason for a bit.  Nate was fascinated as he
was an only child.  "Do you live alone?" he asked.

"Nah, I live with roommates and my brothers."

"Cool.  How many of you live together?"

"7" I replied.

"Whoa!  I dunno if I could handle that.  I like having my own space.  It's
tough sometimes to pay all the bills but you do what you gotta do."

"I hear you there.  It helps when everyone shares the bills with you," I
said truthfully.  Of course our bills were just little different than his.

"Was that guy that drove us here one of your roommates?"

"Kyle?  Yeah.  He's such a cool guy."

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Sure, I'm not shy about stuff," I admitted.

"Is he gay?"

"Why?"

"Dunno, he just had a bit of a gay vibe.  You know the perfect clothes,
nicely groomed and wearing cologne."

"And that makes you gay?  You have all that and so do I," I said looking at
him.  His clothes weren't new, but they were ironed and very clean.

"Not denying that.  I just wondered if he was gay?"

"You'd have to ask him that, but Kyle never hides who he is."

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I kinda thought you two were
boyfriends.  I've seen you together a lot."

"No, we're just roommates and really good friends.  I think we'd do
anything for each other."

"Anything?" he grinned as he took a sip of his beer.

"Yep.  If he needed something I'd be there for him and I know he'd be there
for me too."

"That's cool.  Want another beer?"  He asked.

"Uh, sure.  Thanks."

He grabbed another couple from the fridge and on the way back tripped over
my backpack and spilled beer all over me.  "SHIT!  I'm sorry.  Shit, that
was so stupid.  I'll grab you a towel."  He handed me the beers and ran to
the bathroom and came back with a towel and began to dry me off.  He was so
apologetic that he didn't even realize that he wasn't just rubbing my chest
and stomach, but he had moved to dry my crotch as well.  I put the beer
down on the floor and stopped him.

"It's ok, no harm done.  Do you have a dryer?  I could just rinse the shirt
and throw it in to dry."  Yeah sure.  It's in the basement.  I've got
change for it so no biggie.  Should take about 30 minutes."  I pulled off
the shirt and went to his bathroom to rinse the beer out.  The front of my
jeans were wet as well and it looked as if I'd pissed myself.  I took the
pants off and rinsed them too.  I walked back to the couch, holding a towel
in one hand and my clothes in the other.  I emptied the pants and handed
the stuff to him.  "Figured I shouldn't go home looking like I pissed
myself," I grinned.

"Is your underwear wet as well?"  He asked.

"A little bit, but I figured you wouldn't appreciate me sitting around your
apartment naked in a towel," I laughed.

"No problem.  I usually don't wear anything myself when I'm at home.  I'm a
bit of a nudist, plus it saves a bundle on laundry," he laughed.  I wrapped
the towel around myself and removed my shorts.  I put them with the other
stuff and he left to put things in the dryer.  I was feeling a bit excited
at being naked in a stranger's apartment.  Well naked under a towel.  Nate
returned and sat beside me.

"If you want some of my clothes to wear, I can grab them for you while
yours dry," he offered.

"I'm fine as long as you are.  It's only half an hour and like you
said...it saves on laundry.  I should follow that lead at home," I smiled.
Of course I pretty much did anyway.

"Yeah, with six roommates.  I'm sure that'll go over well."

"Kyle will like it," I grinned.  "So you hang out nude all the time?"

"When it's warm.  I also hang out on Wreck Beach too, I like being naked,"
he shared.  "I think our society has too many hang-ups with nudity.  If we
were more open about it, there would be less sex violence as it would be
such a forbidden topic.  Look at Europe.  They have way less sex crimes
than North America because they're more open about sexuality."

"True.  Sounds like you've already begun a psychology term paper," I
laughed.  "I have to admit, I agree with you.  I love going down to Wreck
Beach.  So free and you can just be yourself.  No trying to be pretentious
hiding behind clothes.  Plus after an hour of seeing all those naked
people, you almost don't even see that they're naked and just see the
person.  We should hang out together down there on the next warm day."

"Cool.  That'd be fun.  We could have naked study sessions too," he
laughed.

"Says the guy who's wearing clothes.  In case you have noticed, I'm already
naked," I reminded him.  He smirked.

He stood up and took off his shirt and pants quickly and sat back down,
much to my disappointment.  I thought he'd go for the full monty.  "That's
better.  I'm glad you like being naked.  Much more comfortable."  I agreed
with him and we looked at a few more things for our assignment.  At one
point my towel fell open, but I just ignored it as I sat back.  I knew he
could see my cock as I sat sideways while we talked about our findings and
smiled to myself when he checked me out.  Nate headed to the bathroom and
when he returned, he dropped his shorts and sat on the couch.  Now it was
my turn to check him out and I wasn't disappointed.

"Dude, not to sound weird or anything but you have huge balls.  When's the
last time you got laid?"  I said casually.

"Couple weeks ago."

"Don't you whack off?  You gotta keep the balls drained man or you stand a
higher chance of getting prostate cancer."

"Seriously?  Is that true?"

"Seriously!  I read about it and they said guys who masturbate regularly
had a reduced risk of getting prostate cancer.  So I whack it at least once
or twice a day.  No point in taking chances."  Since we were being totally
naked I threw the towel aside and we went back to studying.  I may be good
at multi-tasking but this was testing my limits.  All my focus was on
keeping my cock from speeding to a full blown boner.  Nate was uncut and
with his big balls it made for quite an impressive package.  He had the
beginnings of some nice abs, although they weren't totally defined, and he
had a nice smooth chest, which I like.  After about 15 more minutes he
stood up, pulled his shirt and shorts on and left the apartment.  He
returned with my clothes and handed them to me.  He got naked again and sat
down.

"I'm glad we hung out.  Wanna come back tomorrow and see if we can finish
this assignment?  I think we make a good team," he suggested.

"Sounds like a plan.  Thanks for drying my clothes.  I probably should get
home for dinner."  I stood up and went to the bathroom to take a piss
before coming back and getting dressed.  He looked at me the whole time and
I couldn't get a read on him.  Normally by now I'd be between his legs
draining those balls, but he hadn't made any moves to indicate he was
interested in anything but hanging out naked and doing homework.  I called
a cab and packed my shit up.

"Great meeting you and thanks for the beers," I said as we fist bumped.  He
walked me to the door and stood there naked as I waved bye.  By the time I
got home, I had lost the battle to my boner and it was painfully stretching
out my pants.  Kyle was the first to greet me and looked me up and down.

"Oh my god.  You didn't get laid.  It's finally happened.  The great Justin
Masters has failed to conquer a hot boy."

"Shut up bitch," I laughed.  "It's not like that.  We just did homework."

"And drank beer," he said as he leaned in to smell me.  "Plus he obviously
turned you on."  He grabbed my crotch and chuckled.  "I can't believe you
didn't make the move."

"Like which move?  This one?"  I smirked as I stepped up to him and put my
hand behind his head and pulled his lips to mine and grabbed his ass as I
ground our crotches together.

"Yeah, that's one of them," he said when we finally broke apart.  "This was
the one I was thinking of," he said as he slipped his hand down my stomach
and into my pants to take hold of my dick.

"Oh THAT move.  It's usually a winner.  Since you're already down there,
you might as well just drop and give me head.  I've been hard for the past
hour."  He leaned in to kiss me as he held my cock and we heard Blake
behind us.

"Geez, get a room," he giggled.  "Hi Dad.  Guess what we did in school
today?"

"No idea," I said looking at him as he came up to us.  Kyle removed his
hand from my pants and my dick seemed to groan in disappointment.  Damn
kids always underfoot at the wrong time...of course I'm kidding.

"We got to blow stuff up in the science lab," he said excitedly.

"You did huh?"

"Yeah you put these two chemicals together and they turned to smoke and
then caused all the liquid to shoot out of the bottle.  It was SOOO cool.
Can we blow stuff up here?"

"Funny you mentioned that Kyle and I were just about to blow stuff," I
smiled as I put my hand on his head.

"Cool.  The teacher said we could try this at home with baking soda and
vinegar in a pop bottle.  So you wanna?"

I figured we might as well since I wasn't apparently getting laid anytime
soon.  We grabbed an empty 2 litre bottle, the baking soda and vinegar and
went into the back yard.  Blake showed us what to do and it worked like a
volcano.  We figured if you added more, you'd get a bigger reaction, so we
did, and Blake squealed in delight as it shot out of the top of the bottle.

"I got an idea," Kyle said as he put more baking soda in the bottle after
we emptied it for the next round.  He quickly poured the vinegar in and
then screwed the top on and threw the whole thing into the air as high as
he could fling it.  The top blew off and spewed the white foam everywhere.
We cheered as it exploded and of course Blake had to join in.  He ran and
got a few more bottles and before long we were flinging them into the air
all over the place.  Eventually we got bored and headed inside to hit the
pool for a bit.  Colin joined us when he got home and then Troy.  We
finally decided it was dinner time and as we prepared it, J.P. and Ryan
showed up, so of course we invited them to stay.  We hung out and played
games and had fun until it was time for Blake to head up to bed.  He didn't
need help getting ready, but he liked it when someone went with him, so I
headed up.  As he got ready in the bathroom, I picked up some of his
clothes.  He came out of the bathroom after peeing and brushing his teeth
and jumped into bed.  Like us, he never wore anything to bed and to me it
just made sense.  Why sleep in clothes?  That seemed really dumb to me.

"Dad, can we go somewhere this weekend?"

"Sure where would you like to go?"

"I dunno.  Maybe Kyle could fly us somewhere or maybe we could go fishing
for whales again."

"Sound like a plan.  You think of something and we'll go."

"Sweet.  Good night Dad.  I love you," he said as he put his hands up for a
hug.

I leaned over and hugged him as I kissed him on the forehead.  "I love you
too Blake."  He smiled and squirmed down the bed as I headed for the door
and turned out the light.  By the time I got downstairs a mini orgy had
broken out.  Ryan and J.P. were going at it, while Kyle and Troy were heavy
into 69ing.  I was almost jealous seeing Kyle with Troy because up until we
were interrupted I was going have Kyle to myself.  Colin was lying on the
couch taking it all in, so I lay in front of him and pressed myself tight
against him.  He wrapped his arm around me and gently rubbed my chest,
eventually sliding his hand up underneath my shirt to play with my nipples.
I was hard in seconds and turned around so we were face to face.  I kissed
him hard and we played back and forth in each other's mouths until our lips
were sore.

"Let's go up to bed," I whispered in his ear.  He looked at me as if I
might not actually be Justin since I would normally just make out right
there in front of everyone.  As I slipped off the couch, I pulled him with
me.  "Good night boys, we're having an early night."  They said goodnight
and we headed to bed to make love for the next few hours.  I was so ready
for it that I almost blew my load the second his lips went around my dick.
I don't think he was ready as he sputtered and coughed as I shot down his
throat.  He licked his lips and then rolled me over so he could fuck me.  I
could have done this all night, but we both needed sleep, so we wrapped up
together and drifted off.

The next morning it was back to the routine with the only exception being
that Colin said he was going to stop by the Academy to see Ben and Reece.
I wanted to go, but I knew I had to go to school.  Nate sat next to me in
class again and we arranged to meet up again.  "This time you won't have to
spill beer on me to get me naked though," I said quietly.  He smiled.

"Sorry about that.  I can be such a klutz sometimes."  Kyle's classes were
finished early today, so I told him my plans at lunch and he just shook his
head.

"You're just going to keep going over until you get laid aren't you.  Want
me to get the belt ready for another notch?"

"Very funny, we're just studying," I replied.  So far I hadn't told him
about our naturist session.  I figure he wouldn't believe I hadn't done
anything if he heard that.

Nate and I took the bus back to his place and I didn't have the exact
change, so I paid for both our fares and the driver got a tip on top of it.
They don't even take debit or Visa cards.  They should have QR reader to be
able to pay on your phone when you board.  Who uses cash anymore?  I'm not
saying they're behind the times, but I think I saw a few passengers
peddling the bus like a Flintstones' vehicle.  Once we got to Nate's place
we both undressed quickly as if we'd been friends for years.  I noticed
that he'd trimmed his pubes since yesterday.  Either because he saw I
shaved mine off or because he was expecting this today.  We had another
beer and he was careful not to spill any on me, although it wouldn't have
mattered now that we were naked.  After half an hour of studying we took a
break.

"You smoke weed?"  He asked.

"Sometimes.  Why?  You have some?"  I grinned.  He got up, fluffed up his
balls and went to his night table and brought back a couple of joints.  We
went to the window so it didn't stink up his entire apartment and shared
the first one.  It didn't take long for me to get a good buzz going and we
took a break from our break and went back to the couch.  We talked and
finished our beer before doing the second joint.  It's a good thing I
wasn't going to be driving home.  I'd be lucky if I could even find my car.
By the time we sat back down on the couch, I was ripped out of my head.
There was no way I could study, but it didn't stop Nate from trying.  I
moved closer to see the computer and put my hand on Nate's leg without even
realizing it.  He didn't say anything as we sat side by side.  Then he took
my hand into his and began to look at my fingers.

"Fingers are weird looking, especially the knuckles," he commented as he
ran his hands over mine.  I was too far gone to keep myself under control,
so I threw almost instant wood as he played with my fingers.  It didn't go
unnoticed.  "Holy shit dude.  You have a massive cock."

"Thanks, it's a rental," I chuckled as I looked down at it.  "Yours isn't
that bad either," I commented as I reached over to grab it without
thinking.  "If you think knuckles are funny looking, you should take a
close up look at cocks and balls."

"I think we're pretty stoned," Nate said as he looked at me.  "Maybe we
should beat off before we do something we'd regret later."

"I never regret anything dude.  I just go with the flow and do what feels
good," I replied as I kept playing with his balls.

"I can see that," He smiled and then lay back against the couch.  He took
his cock in his hand and began to stroke it.  I inched up against him and
grabbed my own play toy as I kept rubbing his balls.  He wasn't stopping me
so I wasn't about to stop voluntarily.  "I remembered what you said about
whacking it daily, so I did it this morning.  Damn near drowned myself.  I
think my balls shrank by half by the time I unloaded everything."

I laughed.  "I thought they seemed smaller today, but I didn't want to say
anything.  You got a girlfriend?"

"Not right now, but I find enough action around campus when I need it.
What about you?"

"Nope.  No girlfriend for me either," I answered truthfully.

"Since we're getting to know each other better and you are playing with my
balls, do you mind if I ask you another question?"

"Go for it.  I told you I'm not shy at all."

"Do you ever let that guy Kyle give you blow jobs or anything?  I mean
isn't living with a gay guy like an opportunity to get head whenever you
want it."

"You're just assuming he's gay," I giggled.  "But sure.  I'd let a gay guy
go down on me.  I've even fucked a few."

"Seriously?  What's it like compared to a chick.  Isn't it...you
know...kinda gross considering what an ass is for?"

"Nah.  Gay guys know how to keep things clean so they're always ready to
get laid.  But I gotta say an ass is way tighter than a pussy.  Sometimes
almost too tight."

"That's cool.  You go home with blue balls and your roommate can just go
down on you."

"Pretty much," I agreed not bothering to tell him anything else.  He
continued to stroke his cock and I could see his interest peaking as we
talked about sex.

"Is it true what they say, that gay guys give the best head?"

"I dunno about the best head, but they certainly give better head than a
chick," I told him.

"You ever do it?"

"Get head, sure."

"I mean have you ever given head?"

"Now we are getting personal," I laughed.  I didn't answer the question but
let my hand move from his balls and up along his shaft until I'd taken over
jerking him off.  That sure stopped him talking for a minute until he
reached over to take hold of my dick.

"Damn, you really are bigger.  It feels rubbery compared to mine.  I
thought they all felt the same."

"Nah. When you do it to yourself the brain knows what's going to happen.
When you do it to someone else, it has no idea what's next so the feeling
is a hundred times more intense."  To prove the point I pulled his foreskin
all the way back and ran my finger tip around his cock head rapidly.  He
squirmed at the sensation.  I just smiled without looking at him.  I could
see his body reacting to being jerked off and I turned the Justin
masturbation machine into overdrive.  He tensed up and pointed his toes as
he got into it.  I added more pressure and sped up slightly.

"Shit dude.  I'm gonna cum," he said as he let go of my dick, almost
proving he was straight because no gay guy would let go of another guys
dick before he'd gotten him to blow.  I used my other hand to take over on
my cock as I jerked us both off.  Nate tensed up and held his breath as he
shot a big load all over himself.  I guess he wasn't as drained as he
thought.  As soon as he was finished he pushed my hand off his cock and I
concentrated on getting myself off.  He watched as I shot my own load onto
my chest and stomach and then handed me one of his socks to clean up with.

"Damn, I needed that," Nate said.  "So cool that you're open minded."

"Yeah, you too.  I'm actually super relaxed around you," I said trying to
sound straight.

"Me too.  Of course it probably helps that we're stoned out of our minds."

I laughed.  "That too.  You jerk off with a lot of friends?"

"Sometimes.  But not a lot of guys are comfortable with it.  I just think
skin is skin and it's a totally natural thing to do, so why not do it."

"Don't you care that we just jerked each other off?"  I asked looking at
him for any telltale signs.

"At first it was a bit weird, but since you didn't seem bothered by it, I
thought I'd try it too, and it was actually pretty good."

"How far would you go with a guy?"  I asked looking at him for clues.

"This is as far as I've ever gone," he smiled.  "Like I said if anyone ever
did come over and we jerked off, we just did it to ourselves, never to each
other.  Not sure how far I would go.  I guess it would depend on the
situation."

"I'm sure there's a psych lesson in this somewhere," I said as I lay back
and took a sip of beer.  He agreed.

"So maybe we should dare each other to do other stuff and see what our
comfort level is," I suggested.  Shit, Kyle was right.  I was going to keep
going until I conquered this guy.

"Like what?"  Nate asked.

"How about I take you over to the bed, spread your legs and fuck you for an
hour?"

"Nate laughed.  "You're funny.  If anyone's getting fucked, it'd be you."

"Now you're totally dreaming dude.  Maybe the pot is causing
hallucinations."  But in reality, I was thinking `no shit I'm getting
fucked.  Then he would get my dick in his ass.  Once I had his legs over
his head with our tongues battling back and forth in our mouths, I could
notch the belt and move to the next guy.  But unlike Damian, I'd at least
call Nate again.  I'd totally learned my lesson on that one.  I don't like
that Damian hates me, so I wanna make sure I don't screw up again like
that.  I looked at Nate and smiled.  "Maybe we should go wash the cum off
ourselves before it dries."

He agreed and we headed to the small bathroom together.  There was barely
enough room for the two of us.  He handed me a wash cloth and I wiped my
chest and crotch as he cleaned himself up.  Then he took a piss in front of
me and we headed back to the couch.

"So what's the plan?  More homework or are we going to test our limits?"  I
asked.

"Up to you," Nate said as he smiled at me nervously.

I knew I had no limits, so this was going to be an easy contest.  "Okay,
let's get to know each other better so we don't cross any lines when we
hang out in the future."

"Sounds solid," Nate agreed "Who goes first and what do we do?"

"You go first and dare me to do something.  If I do it, then you have to do
the same thing to me.  That way we don't ask the other guy to do something
we wouldn't be prepared to do ourselves," I offered.

"What if you don't do it?"

"Then you know my limit and I wouldn't be asking you for the same thing.
But we really should test ourselves especially while we're so stoned.  It
stays between us though, okay?"  I said trying to be the cautious straight
boy.  I almost laughed at my evil genius.  A cautious straight boy who was
actually an open gay guy willing to do pretty much anything.  This was a
one sided contest for sure.

"Agreed and we shouldn't talk about it afterwards either.  We'll just know
what we're capable of if we had to," he reasoned.  "We can say it's a study
in Behaviour and testing boundaries."

"I like it," I agreed.  Hell, I'd like anything that got me playing with a
cute boy.

"Okay, I dare you to lick my nipple," he said right off the start.

"One or both?"  I asked.

"Just one," he replied.

I leaned over and not only licked it, I full on sucked it.  He jumped as my
teeth pulled on it a bit.  I grinned as I sat up.  "Your turn."

He leaned over and gave me a quick lick and suck.  Nothing exciting, but at
least he did it.  "Okay your turn," he said looking at me.

I was going to ask for a fuck, but figured maybe I should go slower.
"Ummm... how about suck my finger for 15 seconds using lots of tongue."

He grinned and took my hand and pulled up my index finger.  He looked at it
carefully before putting it in his mouth and sucking on it.  It tickled as
his tongue ran around the digit and he moved it in and out of his mouth.
He was gonna make a great cocksucker with tongue action like that.  At the
end of 15 seconds I pulled my finger out and dried it on my shirt and now
it was my turn.  I gave him one hell of a finger job.  In fact it was so
good that he threw wood before I was done.  I didn't say anything.

"Wanna keep going?"  He asked.

"Of course.  So far this is pretty tame."

"Okay, how about I dare you to kiss my penis," he grinned as he leaned back
and spread his legs.  He had a lot to kiss since he was erect.  I looked at
him trying to show hesitancy, and then slowly leaned down and kissed the
shaft without touching him.  He was equally as hesitant and quick when he
kissed mine.

"Since we're being daring, how about you kiss the tip of my penis 5 times,"
I told him.  He looked at me and then at my dick which was still soft.  His
was still hard with his tip exposed from the foreskin being pulled back.
He leaned over and took hold of my dick as he kissed it the required 5
times.  He didn't say a word as he sat back up.  I went down and kissed
his.

"I dare you to suck the end of my dick," he said next.

I looked at him and smiled.  "You know, I think we both know where this is
going to end up.  We both want to experiment while we're stoned, so why
don't we stop pretending and go over to your bed and just do it.  We'll get
it out of our system and go on with being friends."

"What would we do?"  Nate asked.

"Let's have sex.  Two guys experimenting in University.  Seeing what it's
all about.  We'll do whatever we're comfortable with and once we're done,
we don't talk about it.  If we end up horny around each other in the
future, we'll know how to help the other out without feeling weird about
it," I suggested.

"Are you sure?"  He asked.

"No, but we'll never find out if we don't try.  Tomorrow we can always just
deny it, if we didn't like it and say we were just stoned."

I stood up and went over to his bed and lay on it waiting for him to join
me.  He looked over and then slowly got up to join me.  "What do we do
first?"

"Normally we'd get naked, but we're already there," I laughed.  "Lie down
and let's just see what happens."  He lay beside me and we both faced each
other.  His blue eyes stared into mine as if we were both waiting for the
starting pistol or guidance from someone.  Of course, Nate didn't know that
I didn't need guidance and was more than capable of driving this bus, and
his ass when the time came.  After a small delay I reached over and touched
his side and ran my hands up and down his body gently feeling it.  He was
smooth and warm and shaking with nerves a little.  I inched slightly closer
and he carefully raised his hand to touch my arm and began to rub it.  He
was so slow and gentle, I almost never felt it.  Then his hand moved to my
side and copied what I was doing.  As he got to my hip and down over the
ass cheek, he closed his eyes.  I took that as my sign to slide my hand
down to his crotch and over his cock.  With everything hanging available, I
pulled on his balls and rubbed his dick until he was nice and hard, then
moved my hand back up his body to his nipples.  He was still rubbing my
body and so far had avoided my cock.  He was exploring my chest.  I used my
second hand to put it in his hair and rubbed his head.  It was so thick and
soft.  I was trying to keep from boning up and the concentration was
killing me.  I moved closer and kissed his forehead.  When I pulled back
his eyes were open and looking at me.

"You okay?"  I asked.

"Yeah.  You?"

"Yeah," I said trying to sound like this was no big deal in a nervous
exploratory kind of way.  "Wanna keep going?"

He nodded and we moved slightly closer.  He finally moved his hand to touch
my cock and as he did it, I moved my lips close to his and almost
imperceptibly touched them together.  He pulled back and looked at me
again.  I spread my fingers on the back of his head and pulled him back.
Our lips touched and he didn't do anything.  It was like we were stuck with
magnets.  I continued to take the lead and pushed my tongue out and licked
between his lips.  At first I didn't think he would open his mouth, but
after his brain processed what was happening at the normal speed of a
straight boy, he finally opened up and let me enter.  I immediately lost my
battle to keep my cock down.  I was now fully hard with Nate pulling on it
and kissing me.  I moved our crotches against each other and took hold of
both cocks and stroked them at the same time.  I could feel him leaking pre
cum as I worked my magic on him.  After a short while I broke the kiss and
put my top leg over his and pulled us tight against each other.  We ground
our crotches together and began gyrating.  He was finally getting into it.
Brain had deactivated and the hormones had taken over.

I pushed him on his back and kissed and licked down his body until I got to
the promised land.  No point in pretending at this juncture.  I sucked his
dick into my mouth and listened to him gasp as I went down on him.  I
didn't give him my `A' game but just sucked up and down on his shaft a few
times before coming back up and lying beside him.  "How was that?"  I
asked.

"God, I had no idea.  I think guys do give better head.  Does this make us
gay?"  He asked.

"No, it makes us horny stoned guys.  Don't complicate it dude," I said as I
kissed him again.  This time he was much more receptive as I lay almost
completely on top of him.  It wasn't long before he pushed me off and onto
my back.  Now it was my turn.  He kissed down my body and I could feel him
trembling as he got closer to my cock.  He paused at my belly button and
stabbed it with his tongue a couple times before his hand wrapped around my
cock and lifted it up.  I watched the back of his head as he apparently
checked it out up closely and then cautiously tested it with his tongue.
Slowly he put it in his mouth and gave his first blow job.

"Watch the teeth dude," I cautioned at one point as I rubbed his back.  He
apologized and went back to try again.  He was terrible at it, but he was
giving it a try at least.  I moaned to make him feel better and then raised
my ass slowly up to make him think he was really making me crazy horny.
When he stopped and came up to lie next to me, he asked the required "How
was that?"

"Fucking insane.  Are you sure you've never sucked a cock before?"

"No, never.  It actually didn't taste that bad.  It was just like sucking
on skin."

"Well, maybe that's because it is just skin," I laughed.  We played with
each other's bodies for a while before I spun around and got into a 69
position.  I sucked his cock and licked his balls for a while and when I
realized he wasn't reciprocating I moved my cock closer to him and pulled
his head to it.  He got the idea and we sucked each other off.  I put my
head between his legs and licked down the back of his balls towards his
ass.  It was time to go for the next phase.  I bent his knee so that his
foot was flat on the bed and I moved my tongue further back until I was
almost at his hole.  Nate had stopped sucking me and as I pulled his ass
cheeks apart and stabbed my tongue at his hole, he almost flew off the bed.
I held him down and rimmed him hard and deep making sure to lick his entire
crack and back to his balls.  Then my tongue returned to stab at this hole.
I think Nate forgot to breathe the entire time I was back there.  I was
stroking his cock and playing with his balls too.  He was leaking so much
pre-cum that I thought I might push him over the edge too fast, so I
stopped and put his leg back down and sucked his cock a few times to get
all the yummy deliciousness off it.  Then I wiped my mouth and spun around
so we were facing each other again.

"How was that?"  I asked.

"Intense man.  I had no idea having your ass eaten out like that was so
wild.  No wonder chicks like it.  Do you think it's that intense getting
fucked?  Is that why gay guys like it so much?"

"We have the prostate which is like the male g-spot, so I thing when
something goes in and touches it, it's like a stimulation of some kind."

"So why doesn't it shock you when you take a dump?"  He asked.

"I dunno.  Maybe it does but we're so focused on what we're doing that we
don't notice.  Maybe when you're in sex mode, the prostate is more
sensitive, like the difference between a soft and hard cock.  A limp dick
isn't sensitive, but when it gets erect it's totally sensitive."  I had no
idea but it sounded like straight boy logic to me.

"Maybe."

"I'm willing to find out if you want.  We've come this far."

"Whadda ya mean?"

"If you go slow I'd be willing to find out what it feels like to get
fucked, and then I can tell you if the prostate is sensitive or not," I
offered like the gentleman I am.  Always willing to sacrifice in the name
of Science.  I'm just a humanitarian like that.

"Really?  You want me to fuck you?"  Nate asked as his eyes darted back and
forth as he looked at me to see if I were kidding or not.

"If you go slow and stop if I can't handle it, I'm willing to try it."

He looked at me for a moment and smiled.  "What do we do?"  He asked
quietly.

"Do you have any lotion or lube or anything?"

"Hand lotion in the bathroom," he said.  I told him to get it, which he did
quickly as I got onto my hands and knees so we could do it doggy style.  I
put some lotion on my finger and rubbed it into my ass, making it seem much
more difficult than it was.  Then I turned slightly and poured some on
Nate's dick and coated it thoroughly before getting back into position.  He
kneeled behind me and I could feel him still shaking.  The tip of his dick
touched my ass and I relaxed to let him enter.  He struggled to find the
hole until I put my head down on the pillow and reached back to help.  I
aimed it at the entrance.

"Just go slow dude," I cautioned.  I remembered the first time I slid my
dick into an ass almost a thousand years ago, or was that a thousand guys
ago.  I wanted to slam it in and go like the wind.  Nate put one hand on
his cock to guide it and the other on the small of my back.  I did my best
to help without looking obvious and as soon as the tip of his dick popped
past my sphincter I jumped and moved slightly forward as if trying to get
away.  I'd popped enough straight boys to know how to act like one.  "Stop.
Wait.  Let me get used to it.  It kinda hurts," I said getting into my
role.

"Want me to pull out?"  He asked concerned.

"No, just don't move for a second."  I knew that this would be killing him
now that he was inside me.  His dick was in total control of his body and
it had only one mission now.  To send its life giving seeds out to the
waiting world.  "Okay, go slow," I said after a few seconds.  Nate pushed
in further and further and I moaned into the pillow as he continued.  I was
going to get an Academy award for this performance.  `Best gay actor
pretending to be a straight boy in a gay sex scene.'  Nate was finally
buried all the way in and I lifted my head.  "Holy shit that feel massive
dude.  Just wait for a sec, before you do anything.  Shit my ass feels like
there's a tree in there."

"You okay?"  Nate asked again.

"Yeah, it just hurts a bit.  I heard if you relax and breathe it makes it
better.  When you pull back the first time, maybe add more lotion.  That
might help.  How does my ass feel on your dick?"

"Tight.  Way tighter than a pussy," he admitted.

I waited about 30 seconds and then told him to go ahead.  He pulled back
slowly and I felt the lotion being poured down my crack as he got almost
the whole way out.  Then he went back in.  I cried out and he stopped.

"Sorry.  Sorry."  He apologized.

"Keep going," I said.  "It's okay."  He pushed back in and then began to
fuck me.  The more he did it, the faster he got and I had to admit it was a
good fuck for a first timer.  I took hold of my cock and began to stroke it
furiously.  "Oh shit, don't stop.  Fuck me!  Keep fucking.  Damn that's
insane," I cried out to give him encouragement.

Nate fucked me harder and grabbed my hips with both hands and he pounded
the hell out of me.  I beat my cock for all it was worth.  "I'm gonna cum
dude.  Should I pull out?"  He yelled out a little louder than necessary.

"God NO!  Keep going don't stop now.  I'm almost there.  Shit!"  I screamed
as he drilled my hole.  He dug his fingers into me and thrust hard as he
reached orgasm crying out as he did it.  I smiled to myself and tightened
my ass around his throbbing cock.  I actually was enjoying it and shot my
own load as I sat up quickly and wrapped my hand around his head and turned
to kiss him.  I fired my jizz all over his bed and thrust back against his
sensitive dick one more time.  I pulled it out and acted like it hurt like
a bitch as my ass slammed shut, when in actual fact I could have gone
another few rounds.  "Shit, I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to cum all over your
bed.  That was the most intense thing I've ever felt," I said panting as we
both came down from our orgasmic high.

"No worries.  Was it really that good?  Did it hurt?"

"It did at first.  I thought you were ripping my ass open," I exaggerated.
"But once I got use to it and you started to fuck, it was like you hit a
switch and my whole body went crazy.  Then when you pulled out and my ass
slammed shut.  That hurt a bit.  I guess we shoulda pulled out slower."

"Sorry," he said.  "Was it really that intense?  Do you think that's the
prostate thing?"

"I'm guessing.  Shit, I may let Kyle fuck me every day instead of beating
off if it's like that," I said keeping the fabrication going.

"So he is gay?"  Nate smiled as I officially outted Kyle.  Not that it was
a secret or anything.

"Yeah, but don't tell him I told you.  That's for him to say, not me.  "Can
I use your bathroom, my ass feels full."  I ran off and closed the door as
I sat on the toilet and drained the cum.  I smiled and felt quite proud of
myself for getting laid.  Then I thought of Damian and my smile faded
slightly.  I wouldn't ignore Nate after this.  I still wanted to be friends
with him.  I came back out and Nate was still on the bed, but had pulled
his underwear back on.  I guess we were done for today.

"Thanks.  I think my ass is gonna be sore for a week," I laughed.  "This
just stays with us right?"

"Definitely," Nate agreed.  "I didn't hate it though.  I guess it's true
what you read.  Guys know how to get other guys off.  Weird huh?"

"Kinda, but it totally makes sense.  We haven't a clue how girl parts work,
so we just do what we think will turn them on.  We know what turns us on,
so we just do that."

"I'm totally relaxed though.  We both shot off twice.  I think I might like
studying here," I grinned.

"As long as we study," Nate laughed.  "I'm so tired I could nap for a few
hours.  I'll deny this if you ever say anything, but I think you're the
best lay I've ever had."

"Shut up, homo," I chuckled as I pushed him.  "We're friends with benefits.
But you owe me a fuck."

He looked at me and shrugged.  "I suppose I do, but could you get a smaller
dick?  If I hurt you when I went in, I may need morphine before that thing
goes in me."  We both laughed.  I said I had to get going, so we packed up
my stuff, called a cab and I got dressed.  It was a bit of an awkward
goodbye.  We'd just had sex, kissed and fucked, but now we were back to
being `straight boys'.  I gave him the bro hug with one hand over the
shoulder as we parted company.  I wanted to do more, but that might cross
the bro code line.

The weekend was almost here and I promised Blake we would go do something,
so I wouldn't be hanging out with Nate for a couple days.  Probably a good
thing as he needed time to think about today.  When I got home Kyle bounced
down the stairs and looked at me.

"And Justin is back!" he said grinning wildly.  "You had me worried for a
day.  I thought you were losing your touch."

"What's that supposed to mean?"  I asked.

"You got laid.  I can see it all over your face," he grinned.

"Shit!  I was sure I washed it all off," I said sarcastically.

"How was he?  You bone him?"

"He was fine for a virgin straight boy.  And he boned me, if you MUST
know," I laughed.

"I must.  I must!  So when are we having a three-way?"

"Down boy.  He's still straight and we were just `experimenting.'"

"I've seen how you `experiment'," he laughed.  Kurt is still being
experimented on and Patrick is almost a complete conversion.

"You can't convert the willing."

"That's not the saying.  It's you can't rape the willing," he replied with
a smile.  "Speaking of the willing, Aaron and Jordan are coming over
tonight.  Feel like joining us for some fun later?  They are always up for
experiments."

"I'll see what else is planned, but I wouldn't mind taking a ride on Aaron
again.  It's been a while since I've had that big dick in me."

Kyle grinned.  "He was saying the same thing a couple days ago."

I shook my head and we went off to find Blake in the playroom with Twitch
and Connor from next door.

"Hey guys."

"Hi Dad.  I'm showing Connor my bunny.  I think I've figured out what we
should do this weekend.  We're gonna go water skiing.  Connor and Darren
are gonna come too if that's okay.  So it'll be me and Cory.  Connor and
Darren and you and Colin and Kyle, if you want to go too."

"Thanks buddy, but I have plans already.  Maybe next weekend," Kyle said
politely.  "I gotta run and pick up the guys.  I'll be back for dinner
though."

"I thought they were dinner," I said quietly.

"Shut up!" he grinned and ran off.

I left Connor and Blake playing with the rabbit and went to get ready for
the weekend ahead.


End of Chapter.  So much going on.  Justin may have to clone himself to
have enough time.  Just what we need...more Justins.  Comments always
welcome at outinwest@gmail.com