Date: Sat, 6 Jul 2013 11:45:33 -0500
From: naked guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: My Twisted Boyfriend PT 16

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My Twisted Boyfriend (sequel to Twisted Next Door Neighbors) PT 16

(Fiction/fantasy, teen/college romance, incest)

I'd slept for hours instead of taking a short nap in Dean's bed.
After I woke up with him next to me , I realized how late it was.   At
that point he was home from work.  Before I told him how the day had
unfolded, I ran to his dark living room and peeped out the curtains
and saw Jim's truck at my house.  Mom's car wasn't there, so they had
gone out together.

Dean and I quickly dressed and headed over to my place.  As we walked
back over, I quickly told him about sneaking into "Alex" or Jimmy's
house and finding that skank there.  I told him about the scheme she
and Alex/Jimmy were planning.

"Dude there's that dog again!" Dean said.

"Yeah, I know and it's taking a huge shit our yard!"

We looked over and that damn mutt from the houses nearby was looking
at us like we were crazy.  Twice before, a family had come over
looking for him and had found him playing with the twins.  I rolled my
eyes as we walked up my steps and into the house.

We decided to look all over for mom's work keys.  We snooped through
her bedroom and the spare room and found nothing.  When we went back
to the kitchen.  Dean found them hanging on a hook that hung on the
side of the fridge with a magnet when he was opening it to grab a Coca
Cola.

"I forgot about that place.  I guess she hangs them when they're not
in her purse."

"Well, is there any way to tell if he's pulled one off?" Dean asked.

"I have no idea.  There's a shitload of keys on it already."

Just then, we heard feet stomping up the front steps and the front
door flew open.  I tried to toss the keys back on the hook but they
fell down into the tight space between the refrigerator and lower
cabinet next to it.

It was mom.  I heard tires peeling out in the gravel drive and the
sound of rocks flying.

"That bastard!" she shouted.

"I better run!" Dean said and quickly left through the back door.

"What happened mom?" I said excitedly.

I thought he'd hit her or something.  I was ready to get in my car and
track him down.

"That son of a bitch got a text from some other woman while we were on a date!"

I unclenched my fist and breathed.  She walked to the refrigerator to
grab a beer and as she opened it up, she got excited again.

"Where are my hospital keys?  I hung them up right here before that
sorry S.O.B. picked me up." she exclaimed.  "They were right here!"

"Don't worry mom, Dean and I were roughhousing and I knocked them off
between the wall and fridge.  I can dig'em out for you."

I was relieved to know that he'd not been able to get at her keys.

"For some reason he acted shitty when he arrived and picked me up
outside.  Then in the restaurant he barely talked.  After we finished
eating, he went to the bathroom.  He left his cell phone right on the
table and a text came through.  I could see it perfectly without
picking it up!"

She drank more beer.

"It said, `hurry up with that biotch—call me later sexy!'" mom said.
"He came back from the bathroom and I tried to act normal and eat
dinner.   After we were done, I asked him about the damn text.  Then
he called me a nosey "C" for looking at his phone!

"Wow!" I thought.  I couldn't believe he called mom a cunt.  He must
have gotten irked because she was waiting for him outside and couldn't
go in and have access to her keys.

After mom drank several sips, she got sentimental.

"I thought he cared about me but there he had some woman texting him!
What a bastard!"

I thought she was gonna cry.

"Were you in love with him mom?" I asked.

She thought about it and didn't reply right away.

"I think I was beginning to fall for him.  Well, it doesn't matter
now.  I told him to go to hell and I left him there."

Then I had an idea.

"Well, since it's gonna take him a while to get home, why don't you go
through his truck and find out who that bitch is."

She looked at me like I was fucking crazy.  Then she turned to me and
looked me straight in the eye.  I knew she was about to lecture me
about it being a crime to break into someone's vehicle.

"You got tools to get in without him knowing?"

"Hell yeah!" I replied.

A few minutes later we were outside in the dark with an improvised
"slim Jim" pushed in between the window and its rubber seal.  The
truck was older and was without any of the newest anti-theft locks and
stuff.  In less than five minutes, we were in.

I had my big badass flashlight out and we went through the glove box
first.  All the documents in it were tire repair receipts, gas
receipts, an insurance card, etc. All of them were all in the name of
"Jimmy".  The insurance card showed his middle and last name—neither
were Alex.  His work ID was under the seat with the name Jimmy.  There
was an electricity bill in the back pocket of the driver's seat which
had "Jimmy" but showed his real address.

Mom looked at each item with suspicion and said nothing.  We
frantically searched though it and then she closed the driver's door.

"We're done.  Let's get inside before he gets here.  He's bound to
find someone to pick him up and bring him here...even a taxi."

We locked up the truck and went back inside.  Mom picked up my cell
number and told me to call his number.

"I want you to put it on speaker phone.  When he answers, start
talking to him and call him Jimmy."

My heart was racing.  This time I wasn't scared to death like when I
broke into his house.  Instead, I was thrilled to expose the
motherfucker.  I dialed the number as she told it to me.  We heard a
ringing tone and then he answered.  He sounded angry.  She nodded at
me.  I started speaking and tried to disguise my voice.

"Jimmy, you there?" I asked.

"Yeah, who the hell is this?" he answered spitefully.

"It's me dude!"

"My phone is cutting out, who is this?" he asked again.

Mom made a signal to hang up.  I did and put the phone down.

"Well, I don't know what the hell's going on with the dual name thing
but I'm gonna try to find out!"

She went straight to her computer and googled sites that could do a
background check.  She found one and pulled out a credit card from a
desk drawer.  She searched for his name and address and the screen
displayed that it found a match.  In about ten minutes, she was
emailed a "PDF" document with a rap sheet.  The dude had several
charges for fraud on his record.

"Well, this explains some holes in his stories."

Mom seemed content that she had busted him and waited for him to show
up to get his truck.  When we heard a car driving in half an hour
later, she went outside to see.  After she stomped out of the front
door, I ran out the back door.  I saw him get out of a small Miata
which was being driven by that skank.  She had her hair up in a cap
and had dark glasses (even though it wad dark outside).  I recognized
her right away, but she was out of mom's view.

Mom was standing by his truck and I was on the other side of it.  As
soon as he jumped out of the car and headed to his truck, the Miata's
tires spun in the gravel as it backed into the parking place of the
neighboring empty trailer lot.  Then the car peeled out and drove out
of the trailer park.

I heard mom tell him to go away and never contact her again.  He
didn't respond.  He just unlocked his truck and got in.  She turned
around and stormed inside.  He put his key in the starter and the
engine wouldn't start.  Imagine that!  I sat on the hitch of our
trailer the entire time he was trying to get it working.  He opened
the hood and looked around.  It was dark and he didn't even know what
he was doing.  He was angry and kept cussing under his breath.

It was an hour before the tow truck got there.  As it began to drive
off, I walked into the lights of  the tow truck and shot him my middle
finger.  I mouthed the words, "FUCK YOU!"  He looked even more pissed.

He was going to be even more pissed after he found the fresh dog shit
under his floor mat!

- - -

I went back inside to check on mom.  She was already on the phone with
one of her gal pals telling the whole story of their argument.  She
put her hand down over the phone briefly.

"Babe, I'm okay...go relax."

I told her I was going next door.  I pulled on some tennis shoes and
walked out to the back of Dean's trailer and walked around to his
window. I knocked on it until I saw movement.  When he pulled the
curtain back, he motioned me to meet him at the door.  I went inside
and Jim was asleep on the couch naked with his magnificent dick and
balls resting above his left thigh.  You could even see its bulging
veins when it was flaccid.  As I followed Dean back, I looked back and
licked my lips.

Dean was in boxers only and I grabbed his ass as we walked past his
brother's room.  I heard laughing and clapping from their room.

"They're watching some DVD on my computer."

The whole evening had been another adrenaline rush.  I was hyped up
and now that I was with my man, I was damn horny.  As we entered his
room, I pulled down his boxers and pushed my nose into his crack.  It
was a little oily and ripe.  I didn't care; I started munching it
after I dropped to my knees.  I didn't even take time to tell him
about all the drama that had transpired.  I just tongue fucked him and
ate butt like a starving man.

When he reached to close his door, I pulled him away from it.  I
wanted to have sex with the door open and light on.  Why should we
have cared who saw us when the whole damn family were nudist and
fucked around?

"You must have good news, you horny boy!" he joked.

I just rammed my face up and down his ass crack in response.  I spread
his scent all over me.  The musk of his ass was making me crazy.  I
hoped he had sweaty pits, too.  I ate his hole for another few minutes
then I got up to ditch my remaining clothes.

I pulled him on the bed and we made out almost violently.  It was a
tournament of tongues trying to outdo the other.  We took turns
sucking on each others tongue really hard.  His warm spit drooled out
onto my mouth and dripped down my chin.  I used my finger to push it
back up and I sucked it into my mouth.

"You need your ass filled?" He said.

There was a sneaky look in his eye.

"Uh huh," I mumbled in between sloppy French kissing.

"I bought us something with my first paycheck.  I was saving it for
the right time."

He reached under his bed and pulled out a huge, long, double-ended dildo.

"What the fuck!  That thing could wrap around my waist!" I exclaimed.

"That makes it even better!"

He opened a drawer and pulled out a brand new bottle of lube.

"Bend over bro!"

I hopped on the bed onto my belly and spread my legs.  I pulled the
dildo up to my face and looked at it while he lubed me up.  It was
fatter than any dick I'd had—way bigger than Jim even.  The fake head
on it was over-sized.

"Dude, I can't take this giant motherfucker!" I said with panic in my voice.

"Oh sure you can!  Just shut up and relax!"

I felt Dean putting the nozzle of the lube bottle into my hole as he
squeezed it.  Air puffed out around it as it invaded me.  Once it was
inside me I heard the liquid gurgling.  He must have emptied half the
bottle inside me.

"Don't let it out!"

He lay down next to me.

"Now do me."

I moved over and repeated what he'd done to me.  After I was done, we
moved into a sixty nine position and he started sucking my balls.  My
baby sure could suck a dick!  He was a master at working over my low
hanging balls.  He could always take them by just opening his mouth
wide and sucking them all the way in without using his fingers.  At
the same time, his middle finger and the two on either side it slid
into my ass with one quick motion.  I didn't even flinch.  He twisted
his hand around side to side.  He pushed the three long fingers all
the way in and then I felt the pinky finger slide in.

In the meantime, I was digging up in his ass with my fingers too.
Despite all of our weekly fucking, I was surprised at how tight his
ass seemed anytime I tried to finger it.  At first I was timid to ram
too many fingers in there.  He felt otherwise.

"Stick'em in there dude...open me up!" he moaned.

I mimicked him and a few fingers turned to four.  I went for and for
the first time stuck my entire fist inside!

"Oh fuck!"

"You okay?" I said worriedly.  "You want me to take it back out?"

I thought I'd hurt him.

"Oh no, man.  This is awesome.  Seems like you like it too!"

I reached my other hand behind my ass and felt all five of his fingers
inserted inside of me!  Dean had his entire fist up my asshole!  I
looked at his cock and a long stream of precum was oozing and hanging
in the air.  I used my free hand and pulled his hard dick to my mouth
and licked it off.  He grabbed the giant two-headed rubber dildo and
poured lube on it.  As his hand slid out, he pushed the head of the
dildo it.

"OH FUCK!" I yelled.

And boy, did I yell!  While his slender but long hand felt full in my
ass, the dildo now felt like a train driving up my butt.  My ass
tightened as he pushed again and it hurt like crazy.  He pulled it
away after I yelled again.  I felt three fingers slip back inside and
he massaged my hole to soothe it.

"You trying to rip me open?" I said.

He rolled his eyes.

"Go ahead and try me."

I pulled my fingers out of his hole and lube rolled down my wrist and
onto the bed.  I moved onto my hands with my ass over his face.
Hovering over his crotch and ass, I pushed the dildo against it.  Even
though I had briefly fisted him, it wouldn't budge.  It was a little
awkward trying to push a slippery and fat dildo with only one hand
while the other hand supported my weight.

"Don't be a pussy bro, push it in!"

Well he asked for it!  I got a good grip on the monster with both
hands and pressed hard.  Suddenly, the head popped into his ass ring.
That time he did flinch but he didn't say a word.  His jaws were
clenched and his eyes closed tightly.  I wondered if we were both
biting off more than we could chew.  I didn't want to end up in the
Emergency Room of my mom's hospital with a bleeding bunghole!
Yet...there was the thrill of pushing this new limit.

I squirted more lube around the ring of his ass and onto the dildo.  I
slightly twisted it and it move inside an inch more.  As I was
distracted with his ass and watching it expand, he fisted me again.
My dick was so hard I thought it was going to break.  I crawled
forward and he sat up as he pulled his hand back out.  I stayed on my
hands and knees with him sitting up facing me.  This dildo was nothing
like the one we had already and used frequently.  This one was not for
beginners.

He grabbed the other end of the dildo and pushed it into my hole.  I
felt the rim of its fake penis head pop past my sphincter and it was
in!

"Let's just relax for a minute with the head in both of us."

Very carefully, I turned back around to face him.  As I did, the
rubber cock inside me twisted counter clockwise.  I lay down on him
and he fell onto his back.  There was still a sharp pain shooting when
I moved, but it was slowly subsiding.  We began making out like
animals like we were doing before all of this started playing with the
monster that was currently connected to both our assholes.

I felt dildo elbow up and bend as its weight caused it to plop on the
bed.  The weight of the curved loop made it pull to the side and the
pressure felt good.  I sat up all the way over his crotch and pressed
my ass downward.  The dildo slid in another inch or so.  I gripped the
middle of the dildo from behind and try to pull more into his ass.  I
mentally compared the dildo to Jim.  While I loved being pummeled by
Jim's fat dick, Jim was able to move in a range of motion that a fake
dick could not.  Yet, Jim's fabulous cock couldn't fill my ass like
the rubber one.

Lube was all over our hands, so Dean didn't need any to start jacking
me off.  As he jacked me while lying on his back, I sat down on his
crotch hard.  It felt so good being jacked while humping the giant
rubber cock.  The combinations of sensations were too much for me,
however.  Dean's expert hands jacked rhythmically with both of them
wrapped around my penis.  I sat down harder to try again to push more
of the dildo into me.  The pressure of it combined with Dean's hand
job trigger my jizz and soon it was squirting everywhere.  It landed
on his chin, stomach, chest, etc.

I fell on top of him a sweaty mess with my full body weight.  I kissed
him sensually and he playfully bit my tongue.  I felt him struggling
to breathe with my chest pressing above his ribs.

"It's your turn!" I said.

I kissed him on his cheek and he smiled big (showing the adorable gap
in his front teeth).  I struggled to get up.  My legs were like jelly.
 I was able to sit over him and still keep my end of it in my ass.  I
stretched my hands between his legs.  I gripped the slippery rubber
the best I could and started fucking him with it.  I could only move
an inch or two back and forth but he loved it.  I reached for his dick
but he pushed my hand away.  I understood—he didn't want to cum too
soon.

This went on for quite a while and I was able to get a little more in
and sped up.  He pulled his knees up to his waist and spread his legs
as far as his could.

"Take it out now!  I want you inside me now, but don't take it out of
your own ass yet!"

I slowly pulled the monster from his hole.  As the end of it came out,
I heard a smacking sound.  Once it was out, I felt like I had a huge
rubber tail sprouting from my hole.  It felt like a boa constrictor
had climbed into my ass.

His own ass lay there gaping open and I slid into it with no effort.
My own cock had never completely gone soft and was getting hard again.
 He looked so sexy with spread legs and ass that I impulsively did
something weird.  Once my dick was into his stretched hole, I reached
back and forced my balls into his hole also.  It hurt a little but I
got it all in.

"Dude! My dick and balls are BOTH inside you!"

"What?" he said in surprise.

He sat up the best he could and felt around his hand until he couldn't
find my balls.

"Oh fuck man! That is wild! God I love you!"

He fell on his back again.

"Jack me with your dick and balls stuffed my ass!"

I gripped his cock and started wanking it.  I pulled one of his legs
up and it hung over my shoulder and the other one was still bent
against his chest.  I pulled hard on his tit ring while leaning over
him.  When I stretched, my dick tried to pulled out of him but
couldn't do so with my balls stuck up in there.

I pulled my dick until my sac was stretched so tight that my balls
ached.  I loved it.  Eventually, I pulled so hard that my dick and
balls popped out.

"Put them back in!" he groaned.

I grabbed my balls and pulled them tight so that my fist was wrapped
around the root of them tightly.  With my nuts pulled really tight, I
began pushing and pulling them out of his ass.

"I'm fucking you with my balls bro!" I said giddily.

Then he started spewing jizz all over the place. It was glorious.

After he finished shooting his load, I milked his dick and squeezed
out the very last drops.  I brought my hand to my mouth and licked all
of his tasty cum off.  Very slowly, I eased my cock and balls from his
worn out ass.  He kept his legs open.  Sitting there before me was a
beautifully puffy hole.  I was compelled to bend over onto my belly
and eat it.  It was almost like the photos I'd jacked off to of men
with "rosebud" holes.

As I began licking it, it twitched and closed tightly.  It looked
normal again.  Well, it didn't look totally normal.  His lips
protruded where there were normally closed in a perfect circle. I
tongued it softly and sucked on the juicy lips.  I was still rock hard
and I hadn't taken the dildo out due to it was literally stuck in me.

"You wanna cum again?" he asked softly.

I nodded my head.

"Lay down here and I'll dismount you," he said.

I carefully lay back on the bed flat on my back with the dildo laying
flat on the sheets. Its length went past my knees.  Dean sat on my
legs.  I could feel his sticky, puffy hole on my knee.  He reached
between my legs and slowly pulled the monster from butt.  Just as it
came out loud, a rumbling fart sputtered out and we started laughing.

I stayed hard though.  I felt really empty as soon as it was gone.  He
gently pushed four fingers into me (leaving the thumb out).  He went
down on my sticky dick and gave me deep head.  I wasn't really
concerned with cumming again—it felt good as a form of foreplay.  When
his fingers started digging around in there I started squirming.


It took a while, but he worked me up to another nice orgasm.  Just
after my second cum shoot, we heard clapping from the dark hallway.

"Bravo guys!  That was fucking hot!" Jim said.  "I caught the last act
here in the hallway."

We'd been so into our sex neither of us had noticed him lurking.  His
dick was hard and he was slowly jacking it.

"One of you want this load?"

"We both do, dad!" Dean replied.

Jim walked all the way into the room.  He started jacking off rapidly
and nodded for us to get up.  The two of us drowsily got off the bed
and got on our knees in front of Jim.  Dean and I started licking
Jim's hairy, big balls.  We mixed licking and kissing by swapping his
nut sac from my mouth to his back and forth.  Soon enough, Jim began
shooting a thick load.  It didn't shoot in the air like mine, but it
drooled down his hand and on underside of his cock.  Dean and I lapped
up each drop like we were starving.

"Fuck, you guys amaze me!  You're both hard again!"

Just then, the twins appeared in the doorway with hard dicks.  They
were beating off and stepped in front of Dean and me.  Each twin was
lined up ready to shoot on Dean and me separately, but Dean nudged
Curt my way and then both twins were facing me.  They kept jacking
like machines and soon Jeff started giving me a facial.  I closed my
eyes tightly and let it spray all over.  Curt followed and more warm
cum spilled onto my face.  His load drenched my chin goatee.  My face
was plastered in cum and I was in total bliss.  The warm scent of
fresh boy juices filled my nose.  They chuckled after giving each
other a "high five" and left the room.

Jim helped us each stand up and pulled us close to him.  The three of
us walked to his bedroom and we plopped on the bed together.  As we
lay next to his dad, Dean licked my face up and down.  He licked every
inch of my face and cleaned all the cum from of it.  My face was
totally wet from his spit by then.  It was a strange and wonderful
sensation to have my face licked.  He even stuck his tongue across my
nostrils and it tickled.  When he was done, I wiped the spit off onto
his extremely white chest.

He rolled over his dad and we snuggled up with Jim between us.  Our
faces rested in each of his arm pits.  We fell asleep in a pile.
Before I slipped into dreamland, I heard each of them snoring next to
me.

- - -

The next morning I woke up with a hard on.  I was spooning behind Jim
who was on his side facing Dean. My hard dick was pressed against
Jim's thick thigh.  I thought to myself how nice his body was from
just hard work.  He did have a beer gut, but the rest of him was in
good shape.  I unconsciously hugged him and then let my hand fall down
onto his sexy belly.  It was hard and round with fuzz on it.  I hugged
him and pressed my dick against him.  I was waking up horny as fuck.
I yawned and opened my eyes.

Dean was awake and sitting up.  He was almost glaring at me.  Jim snored hard.

"Get up!" Dean whispered.

I was groggy and light headed.  I slid off the bed onto my feet and
rubbed my eyes.  I followed Dean into his room and he shut the door.

"You sure looked a little too comfortable next to my dad."

My dick was pointing up at the ceiling.  I felt my face flush.  Was
Dean jealous of Jim for the first time?

"Oh yeah?" I asked playing dumb.

"Yeah," he said flatly.

"Come here," I told him.

I was sitting on the side of his bed and he scooted onto my lap.  He
sat down on my dick and pressed it flat between his crack and my
thigh.  I kissed his smooth neck and sniffed his hair.  A remnant of
hair gel remained.  I fell backwards pulling him to me and we curled
up on the bed and went back to sleep.  All he wanted, it seemed, was
for me to get away from his dad for the time being.  I wondered if the
fact of me getting busted from cheating was causing some new
insecurity.  He had never been jealous of his dad before.

- - -

I fell back to sleep but I tossed and turned.  I woke up after having
a dream about Jim.  I dreamt that Jim and I were living in New York
City and were in Central Park walking two dogs.  We walked by another
gay couple holding hands, so we did the same.  We sat down on a park
bench by a busy street and the two guy guys pulled out their dicks and
we started sucking them off.  No one reacted but an old lady.  She
walked up to and made some comment in an English accent.  I woke up
with a hard on.  I was confused about the dream...for I'd couldn't
figure out the New York connection.

- - -

Soon enough, summer came to an end.  There was still no word of the
fate of our trailer park, but mom found out the owner had been placed
in an assisted living home for sure.  His son was running his affairs
and came out rarely to check the property.  The last time he came had
been only to oversee one of the septic tanks being removed from the
empty lot by the main road.  Jim talked to him briefly and the man
revealed that he and his dad owned several acres back into the woods.
We'd never known of that before.

There was drama at mom's job.  The bimbo I found in Alex/Jim's house
was a nurse's aide at the hospital.  She's the one that had tipped him
obviously.  She ended up stealing someone else's keys and was arrested
after some undercover sting.  I never heard what happened to him
though, but I was glad he was out of mom's life.  She had began dating
a couple of different other guys and I like them both a lot.  Dean
remained at his job but decided to take an art class at the local
community college.

His decision came after a conversation he and I had one day near the
end of August.  We were at his place watching TV alone one Saturday
evening and it began to rain.  It had been a dry summer and rain was
much welcomed even with the threat of possible tornadoes.  Mom went
out with her gal pals dancing at some country music bar, Jim went to
play pool with some pal, and the twins went camping with a school
buddy and their family.

The rain began at first with a wicked thunderstorm but mellowed to a
constant drizzle.  While watching TV, he stood up and said he wanted
to go out into the rain.  We were both naked having blown each other
earlier and remained as we were.  He grabbed my hand and we ran out
into the warm misty air.  We ran around and danced all crazy all the
way down to the main road and back in the dark.  A truck even passed
as we were running back but it was unlikely that they could see us.

We ran back to his yard and the rain had mostly stopped by then.  We
both climbed onto the huge hammock that Jim had recently put up
between two of the trees.  The hammock was supported by two long pipes
at either end that ran perpendicular to the hammock netting.  It was
huge and easily fitted two persons.

The netting was damp and slippery.  A breeze blew over us, but it
remained warm and humid.  No lights were on in the house so we would
have remained invisible to the houses beyond the fence.  I loved being
naked outdoors...especially with my man.  It felt so natural.

He lay there silently.  I expected him to be more talkative because he
was in a great mood just minutes before during our naked romp.  He was
on his back just looking up at the sky.  The clouds above where
partially clearing and moonlight was breaking through the clouds
causing them to glow eerily.  I was on my side facing him.  I ran my
hand up his smooth ribs.

"I'm so jealous of you," he said out of nowhere.

"What?  You can trust me.  No more hookups!" I said.

"No babe.  I don't mean that."

He paused for a long time after that.

"I'm jealous because you're doing exactly what you want.  You love
cars.  Cars are your hobby and your work.  You knew what you wanted to
do and you're going for it.  You are doing what makes you happy."

He sighed.

"I don't know what the fuck I wanna do." he said dismally.

"What the fuck dude?  I thought you wanted that engineering degree."

"I don't know.  I picked something that the damn school counselor
suggested in twelfth grade.  I looked ahead and it would supposedly
help me get a great job.  Granted I'm great in math, chemistry, and
all that shit...I was prepared to study to work in chemical engineering.
 Then the amount of studying seemed daunting as hell.  By the time I
left, I realized that while the idea was interesting before, I can't
stand the subject anymore.  I don't want to go back to College
Station."

"Wow!" I thought.

"I picked the engineering shit only because seemed the practical and
expected thing to do," he stated.

What a bombshell that was.  I was the one with a low self opinion at
times for being just a lowly garage mechanic.  I enjoyed it at work
but when I was with Dean in the past and him and his friends were
talking about college, I felt bad.  I even wondered if Dean was
embarrassed of me.  He never told anyone I was a garage monkey unless
I told them.  Here he was envious of me!  I was happy at that notion
but sad for him at the same time.

"What do you like to do?  What hobby would you turn into a job?" I asked.

"Sleeping?  Watching porn?" he said.

"Seriously dude...what really inspires you?"

He turned over on his side and grabbed my fuzzy chin goatee.

"You!"

"Sweet answer.  But you can't study me."

"Actually, I already have!"

He grinned deviously as the moon burst out from behind the clouds.  I
grabbed him and kissed him.  The huge hammock swayed back and forth
from our movement.

"Really dude, what interests you?  You love drawing.  I know you like
to write stuff.  Why don't you take an art class?"

He put his head back and put his hands behind his head.

"Maybe I will," he said quietly.

We lay there for another fifteen or twenty minutes and the temperature
became really warm again.  The humidity was stifling and I was feeling
a little sweaty.

"That air conditioner sounds good about now!" I joked.

We hopped off the hammock and walked up his steps to the front door.
Suddenly, we heard someone whistle at us while standing there naked!
We immediately turned to face the direction of the old barbed wire
fence and saw nothing but darkness.

"Yeah you fucking love it too don't you?" Dean yelled.

I found it unnerving, but it turned Dean on.  The minute we got inside
he pushed me down on the couch and started giving me head again.  It
took awhile to build up to another cum, but eventually deposited a
small load of sperm into his warm mouth.  We curled up on the couch
and watched TV until we fell asleep.  I wondered who the fuck had been
watching us.

To be continued

(PS Let me know what you think of the length of this story...should it
continue much longer?)