Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 16:54:55 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: TWO MINUTE WARNING 6

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TWO MINUTE WARNING
by RimPig   2005

CHAPTER 6

That Friday night, the four of us - Vince, Micah, Cole and I - got together
in Vince and Micah's room. We ordered in pizza and, since he was 21, Vince
brought in a couple of 12 packs of beer. It was a little awkward at first
for Cole and me. We'd never done any socializing with other gay guys. But
Vince and Micah were so self-assured, we soon were comfortably relating to
them.  After all, we all had a lot in common, including football.

We spent a lot of time, as jocks do, replaying some of our greatest
triumphs and Cole, I think, was pleasantly surprised to find that Vince had
been watching him during practices and had some really nice things to say
to Cole about his abilities. He even offered to work with Cole on helping
him to become a better quarterback. After all, Vince told Cole, he'd
probably end up as the team quarterback eventually. I could see Cole really
coming out of himself under the attention that Vince was paying him.

Vince was also paying a lot of attention to me. But I got the feeling that
it had a different intent.  Vince was large for a quarterback. He was about
six-two and was around 200 pounds with black curly hair and deep brown
eyes. He had a massive chest which tapered to a slim waist and hard
abs. His arms were well muscled and it was obvious, from the small gym
shorts he was wearing beneath a tight, grey t-shirt with the team logo on
it, that he packed quite a load in his crotch. I noticed that often during
the evening, his hand would drift down and he'd give it a squeeze. I know
he caught me looking at him do it several times because he would just smile
and wink at me. He also showed a lot of hair peaking over the neck of his
t-shirt and was heavily furred on his arms and legs.

Micah, on the other hand, was definitely paying a lot of attention to
Cole. And I could tell that Cole was flattered - and interested. It was
interesting to see him operate in this situation. I could see his attention
drift from Vince to Micah and then to me. A couple of times, when he could
tell that I've been watching him interacting with Micah, he had this kind
of guilty look on his face. I think he was still afraid I was going to turn
into Godzilla at any moment over it. But I just smiled and would give him a
wink. Then the look of shock would cross his face for a moment as he
figured out I wasn't upset at all. A sheepish grin would follow before his
attention turned, once again, to our hosts.

We were sitting on the two beds in the room. I was on one with Vince and
Micah was on the other with Cole. We had all had quite a few beers and I
could tell that I was buzzed and so was Cole. I also noticed that whenever
he would talk to me, Vince would reach out and touch me, usually putting
his hand on my leg. After a while, he just left it there. I didn't
object. It felt good and I found myself again fantasizing what it would be
like to have Vince fuck me. I also started to get a hardon, and thought for
a moment about crossing my legs to hide it. Then I figured, what the hell,
if somebody wanted to look, let 'em! I certainly had nothing to be ashamed
of and I didn't need to hide the fact that I was gay around Vince and
Micah.

As is normal, the topic of conversation eventually got around to sex. Vince
and Micah clued Cole and I into who in the Jock Dorm was gay - or at least
played around. I don't know about Cole, but some of the names shocked me!
Some of them were some pretty hunky studs! Then Vince started talking about
some of the hot three-ways that he and Micah had recently. While he was
relating this, Cole looked over at me and I could see the question in his
eyes. Was I up for this?

I smiled back and again winked. Yeah, I was! My cock was about three
quarters hard and Vince's hand was now rubbing my thigh and getting me
harder by the second.

"Yeah, it was really hot!" Vince finally said. " You guys should have been
there but Micah told me that you guys don't play around."

This was addressed to Cole but I could see he wasn't about to answer it. He
looked over at me as if to say, "Help!".

"That isn't exactly the truth, Vince." I said, looking right into the dark
brown eyes of the hunky quarterback. "We had a really bad experience last
summer. We cheated on each other. We went behind each other's backs and had
sex one night. It pretty much almost tore us apart. We've been kind of
getting over it ever since. But since that little talk I had with Micah the
other day, things have changed. Cole and I talked out a lot of things that
we should have talked about a long time ago."

"So does that mean you guys have changed your minds?" Vince asked, his
large, strong hand gripping my thigh.

"We decided that it might be really hot to do something with somebody else
if we were both involved and we were both into it." I said, and I think the
nervousness in my voice showed.

"What about with two 'somebodies'?" Micah asked, smiling at me.

"Well, yeah. That was discussed. And two names did come up." I grinned.

"Whose?" Vince asked, his voice low and husky.

I leaned over and in front of Cole and Micah, kissed Vince's lips gently.

"You and Micah, of course." I said, smiling into his deep brown eyes.

With that, he put his arms around me and pulled me to him, his mouth coming
down hard on mine. His tongue demanded entrance to my mouth and, as his
tongue invaded, I sucked on it, tasting him for the first time. I could
feel his hands beginning to explore my body, running up and down my back
and clutching at my ass. I pushed him away and stood in front of him, my
back to the other bed where I noted that Cole and Micah were wrapped in
each other's arms. There was time to explore that later, but right now, I
wanted to be naked in front of Vince.

I pulled my t-shirt out of my jeans as Vince reached up and began
unbuttoning them. He soon had them pushed down to my knees, exposing my
jock-covered hardness. He pressed his nose into the mesh pouch and breathed
deeply of the scent there. I rarely if ever washed it, so I knew what he
was smelling there - my sweat, droplets of dried piss and probably some
pre-cum. He growled deep in his throat to show his appreciation of my scent
and his tongue reached out and began to lick the worn, soiled jock. I
moaned at the feel of his tongue and it's wetness against my cock, still
trapped in the supporter.

I kicked off my shoes and slipped out of my jeans.  He pulled back to allow
me to slip the jock off as well. But he took it from my hand as I
stripped. Now I stood before him naked. For a moment, he leaned back on the
bed and simply drank in my naked body with his eyes as he brought the pouch
of my warm jock to his nose and inhaled deeply. I could see that the smell
and the sight of me pleased and aroused him as his cock jumped in the
confines of his gym shorts. Then he leaned forward and reached up, grabbing
my nipples and began pulling on them. I moaned at his touch and the sharp
pleasure/pain he was causing.

I could hear behind me moans which I recognized as Coles. Turning my head,
I could see him with his head thrown back as Micah nursed on my lover's
nipples. I knew how sensitive they were and knew that Micah had made the
right move for turning Cole on even more than the hard cock I could see
trapped in his jeans told me he already was. Turning back to Vince, I
watched him as he let go of my nipples and pulled the t-shirt from his own
body, giving my first unimpeded glimpse of his muscular chest. Swirls of
dark hair covered it and the only way I could tell the location of his
nipples was by two small gold rings piercing them. He went to toss the
t-shirt on the bed, but I instead grabbed it out of his hands and put it to
my nose, smelling his strong scent where the shirt had caressed his
armpits. He grinned at my obvious desire for his scent.

Still sniffing his shirt, I watched as he hooked his thumbs in the
waistband of his gym shorts and pulled them down and off. He had been
barefoot so now he lay before me naked. My eyes moved down from his hairy
chest, down the trail of hair that spread less densely over his rock hard,
six- pack abs and down to the uncut cock that rose from the mass of dark
hair in his crotch. The sight of it amazed me! I remembered how large
Justin had been but Vince was enormous - even in light of Justin! I felt
very conflicting feelings. On one hand, the largeness of Vince's maleness
scared me but, on the other hand, my butt was suddenly itching to feel it
invading the depths of my body.

"I think it's time we set the playing field." he called out, and I heard
Micah answer from behind me.

"Yeah, let's get this show on the road!" he said.

I turned and both Micah and Cole were naked. Cole stood and put his arms
around me and kissed me deeply.

"Are you really ok with this, BJ?" he asked, breaking the kiss and looking
deep into my eyes.

I pushed my hard cock against him.

"Does that answer the question?" I grinned and pressed my mouth to his.

"Hey! Guys! Get a room!" Vince laughed.

I broke the kiss with Cole and looked around. He and Micah had hold of the
beds and were trying to slide them together to create a larger area for
sex. Cole and I stood in the way of the beds coming together so we broke
apart and moved out of the way.

Once the beds were moved together, we stood there, looking at each
other. All naked, all hard.  But there was some hesitancy with Cole and
I. We'd never been in this situation before and didn't quite know what to
do. Cole and I nervously looked at each other, wondering what exactly to do
now. I think Vince picked up on it first. He sat down on the play area of
the two beds, reached up and pulled me down on it with him. Then he reached
out his hand to Cole. Cole got on the bed and the next thing I saw was Cole
kneeling in front of Vince and Vince taking Cole's cock all the way into
his mouth and down his throat.

I leaned down and started to lick at Vince's large cock. I wasn't sure how
much of it I could get in my mouth but I was game to take as much as I
could. As I leaned down, the scent of aroused male drifted up to my nose
from Vince's crotch. It was a scent that transported me to levels of desire
that overwhelmed me. Before I knew it, the head of Vince's cock was pushing
at the opening to my throat. I began to swallow and the next thing I knew,
my nose was buried in Vince's sweaty dark pubic hair and I was allowing my
throat muscles to massage his rod.

Vince was moaning around Coles cock when I felt a warm wetness engulf
mine. Micah had moved over and buried my cock in his throat. Micah was
evidently quite experienced at deep throating and I felt like I was on the
edge of cumming just from the intense feelings that his throat was giving
me.  Micah was moaning around my cock and when I glanced over, I could see
why.  Cole had leaned down, his cock still buried in Vince's mouth, and was
shoving two fingers into Micah's bubble-butt and reaming him good.

We were all moaning and groaning over what we were doing to each other but
none of us evidently wanted to lose our loads too quickly. Finally Vince
pulled off Cole's cock and looking down at me as I deep throated his, asked
if I wanted to get fucked by that cock I was sucking.

"God! Yes!" I cried, pulling Vince's cock out of my mouth.

"Then get over hear and let me get it ready!" Vince said, with a
growl. "Sit on my face and let me get it open and wet!"

I pulled my cock out of Micah's mouth and quickly squatted over Vince,
putting my ass over his face. I could hear him taking deep breaths of the
aroma of my butt and then I felt his tongue begin to lave up and down my
butt-crack. I moaned at the touch of his talented tongue and moved my ass
back and forth, trying to get more contact with his wet mouth. I could feel
him working over my pucker and finally felt his lips lock around it and
begin a gentle sucking while his tongue worked its way up my hole.

As I road Vince's tongue, Micah was sucking on Cole's hard cock and I
leaned over and Cole and I kissed passionately. I pulled back from the kiss
and looked into Cole's eyes.

"Fuck Micah while Vince fucks me! I want to watch you fuck!" I moaned.

Cole gave me a horny smirk.

"Fuck, yeah! And I wanna watch you get fucked. I wanna see Vince pounding
your fucking hole!"  he moaned while Micah swallowed his cock.

"So what are we waiting for? Hey, Vince! Come on, fuck my hole!" I said.

Vince didn't need to be asked twice. He pushed my butt off his face.

"How do you want it, Stud?" he asked.

"How about on my back and Micah over me?" I said.

"Oh! My favorite position!" Micah squealed. "69 while I'm getting my ass
done!"

We moved into position - Micah over me, our mouths filled with each other's
cocks and Vince and Cole lining up to plow our asses. I had a ring-side
seat just above me to watch as Cole slid his cock up Micah's butt. At the
same time, Micah had a perfect view of his lover fucking my ass.  Vince and
Cole put their hard bones to our asses and began to slide inside at the
same time. It was almost like being able to watch my own ass being fucked,
so close was their timing. But Cole never felt like this. Vince was HUGE!
But he was also very experienced. He took his time, slowly sliding his
monster trouser snake up my chute. The feel of the stretching of my bowels
was exciting and made my cock tremble in Micah's mouth.

Cole was definitely getting into fucking Micah. I could see him pounding
away at Micah's hole and figured it wouldn't be long before he blew his
load up Micah's butt. And I could tell from the way Micah's cock was
leaking cock-snot into my mouth that it wouldn't take long for him to blow
either. That was ok with me, because the pounding I was getting from
Vince's big dong and the expert way that Micah was swallowing my cock was
getting me there very rapidly. I could feel Vince now really pounding away
at my hole. I'd never felt so filled in my life. Vince was certainly
fucking virgin territory up in there and it was going to send me over the
edge any minute.

The next thing I heard were Cole's groans and I could tell from the
contractions of his abs that he was shooting his load up Micah. This
triggered Micah's orgasm and he shot at least a pint of cum into my sucking
mouth. It was all I could do to keep up with his load. Vince was still
shoving that telephone pole he called a cock up my shit chute and, before I
could even get all of Micah's cum into my stomach, I was groaning like a
slut and bathing Micah's tonsils with my spoonge. The contractions in my
ass set Vince off and I could feel his cock get even bigger and then begin
to jerk inside my ass as he let go of his load. He must have shot at least
ten times - his orgasm seemed to go on forever! I could feel his load
slipping out of my hole and then down my balls until it dripped onto my
leg.

We slowly untangled and collapsed on the beds. We lay there enjoying the
after-glow of great sex.  I was licking and nursing at Vince's cock,
getting the last of the cum from his piss-hole and cleaning his cock of his
cum and my ass juices. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Micah doing
the same thing to Cole.

The next few hours were spent trying different combinations. I know I was
fucked by Vince, Micah and Cole and fucked all three of them before the
night was over. When Cole and I finally stumbled back to our room we were
so exhausted that we just fell into bed, wrapped ourselves in each other's
arms and slept until noon the next day.

For the rest of that school year, we experimented sexually with a lot of
guys. We had a number of return bouts with Vince and Micah who became very
close friends, but we also had 3-ways with some of the other guys on the
team, some of whom I would never have guessed would play around.

But always, Cole and I were there for each other. I still loved him with
all my heart. No matter who we fucked around with, it was never what I felt
with Cole. Making love to him or him making love to me was still special
every time. I floated through the days, knowing I was loved, knowing that I
would sleep that night in Cole's arms.

As the summer grew close, we wondered what we were going to do. While we
could go home, we really didn't want to. We were very happy living on
campus in the 'Jock Dorm' with all our friends and, besides, if we stayed
and did the summer term, we would be able to graduate that much faster. Our
parent's, while somewhat disappointed at our not coming home, decided that
we were making the right decision - at least academically.  We did remind
them that we'd have to be back early for the start of football training
camp anyway. We promised to come home for a weekend during the summer so
that they could at least see us.

Now that we were sophomores, the late summer training camp for football was
critical. With Vince no longer a part of the team, Coach was looking for a
new quarterback. Cole had been one of Vince's back-ups but that was no
guarantee that he would take Vince's place. And it was a critical to me to
find a place as a receiver.

>From the first day of practice, it was clear that Coach was definitely
thinking of Cole for the quarterback spot. And Cole knew it. I'd never seen
him work harder in all our years of play. I knew that this was something
that Cole wanted and wanted bad! I did everything I could to help him and
things were going really well until one afternoon practice late in August.

It was a miserably hot, humid day. Everyone was tired and unfortunately,
that's when mistakes happen. Coach had been running plays with the offense
against the defensive squad. This was supposed to be a drill concerning the
quarterback and the receivers but somebody evidently didn't tell the
defensive line that they were only supposed to be putting up token
resistance. I saw the center snap the ball to Cole and I took off running
down field. When I turned back, however, I could see Cole on the ground and
one of the massive defensive line-men on top of him. The lineman got up off
Cole, but Cole didn't move.

I figured he'd just gotten the wind knocked out of him as I started to trot
back to the line of scrimmage. But then I saw the coaches and the medical
people running out to the field and they didn't look like this was
something simple.

When I reached Cole, he was passed out on the ground and I noticed that one
of his legs was bent at a very unnatural angle. The team doctor worked on
him for a while and brought him around.  As soon as he was conscious,
however, Cole began to moan over the injury to his leg. He couldn't walk
and the next thing I heard was an ambulance pulling onto the field to
transport Cole to the hospital. I looked at Coach and I'm sure my face told
him all he needed to know. He told me to ride in the ambulance with Cole
and he'd meet us at the University hospital.

The ride there was short, but through it, Cole kept hold of my hand like
somehow that would help with the pain. At least I could tell his grip was
strong.

"I'm scared, BJ!" Cole whispered to me.

"I know. But don't be. They'll fix you up good as new." I told him, trying
to be as positive as I could.

"I don't know. I think this is pretty bad." Cole said, shaking his head.

"Let's just wait and see what the doctor's have to say." I said, but I was
as worried as he was.

At the emergency room, they took Cole into a room and I sat in the corridor
outside while the doctors examined him. I didn't know what to do. I wanted
to be in there with him, I wanted to be with the man I loved, but I knew
I'd just be in the way. After a short time, Coach came along with several
of the other players including Micah. He knew immediately what I was
feeling and came over and sat down next to me.

"It's going to be ok, BJ." Micah said. "It's not like it's life threatening
or anything."

"I know that. But it hurts so much to see him in pain and I can't do a
fucking thing about it." I said.

"I know, buddy. But they'll take care of him." he said.

"Yeah, but it's like I can't even tell anybody how I feel and I can't be
there with him because I can't tell anybody that we're lovers! And it
wouldn't mean anything if I did! We're as fucking married as my sister is,
but I can't even be with him when he's in pain!" I said, and I could feel
the emotions welling up inside me and the tears starting to fill my eyes.

Micah could see how upset I was and he put his arm around me, trying to
comfort me. I was grateful for him being there. At least I had someone who
understood. We sat there for several hours while they worked on Cole. In
the mean time, Micah made some phone calls and the next thing I see is
Vince striding into the ER. Coach and all the guys from the team greeted
him but he made a bee-line over to me and took me in his arms and hugged
me.

"It's gonna be ok, BJ. Cole will pull through this." he whispered in my
ear.

Vince's strong arms around me were tremendous comfort.

"What if he can't play? What if he can't ever play again?" I asked, looking
up into Vince's eyes.

"We don't know that, BJ. Let's just take things one step at a time, ok?"
Vince said, and I could see the concern in his eyes but whether for me, for
Cole or for both of us, I didn't know.

After a few hours, the doctors came out and talked to us. Cole's knee was
badly messed up and they were going to have to do surgery the next
morning. The doctor asked who 'BJ' was, so I answered.

"That's me, Doc." I said.

"He's asking for you. You can see him for a few minutes. We're going to be
moving him to a room soon." the doctor informed me.

I headed into the ER. I found Cole a couple of cubicles down, his leg
covered in towels and what looked like ice bags underneath. Cole smiled
when he saw me and reached out his hand. I pulled the curtains closed to
give us some privacy. I took his hand and leaned over and gave him a deep
kiss.

"Are you ok? Are you in any pain?" I said and then whispered, "I love you."

"Nah! They pumped so many shots into me, I can't feel my leg at all and I'm
fuckin' stoned!"  Cole said, giving me a big, dopey grin.

"Yeah. I can see that." I said trying very hard not to smile back but not
succeeding.

"Hey, BJ! How 'bout a blow job?" he grinned.

"I don't think this is the appropriate time or place and I doubt sincerely
with all those meds in you that you could even get it up." I said quietly.

"Wanna bet?!" he said, grabbing my hand an pushing it against his crotch.

The son of a bitch was HARD!!! How he managed with all the drugs I'll never
know. But hard or not, I was not about to give him a blow job in the ER!

"Look, Cole, they're going to move you to a room soon. When you get there,
I'll get you off, ok?" I bargained with him.

"You promise?!" he said, sounding just like a little kid.

I had to grin at this. "Yes," I said, "I promise!"

"Ok." he grinned. Then his face became more serious. "They say I may never
be able to play again. BJ, what am I going to do?!" he asked and then the
tears started to flow from his eyes.

I reached over and held him in my arms.

"I don't know, Cole. But we'll get through it. Besides, they don't know for
sure! Don't go getting yourself all worked up. Let's wait and see what
happens after the surgery tomorrow." I said, nuzzling my face into his
hair.

He rested his head against my chest as he slowly stopped crying.

"Don't leave me, BJ. I don't know what I'd do without you." he said again
sounding like a little boy - a very scared little boy this time.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here with you." and I
stood there holding him with him resting in my arms.

I didn't know what to think either. I couldn't imagine Cole without a ball
in his hand. I couldn't imagine what life would be like for him if he
couldn't ever play football again. It was so much a part of our lives and
had been for most of our lives. It just couldn't all be over now!

Soon an orderly came to take him to his room. I rode up with him and helped
the orderly lift him over into the bed and get him comfortable. I was still
wearing my sweaty t-shirt and gym shorts from the workout. I hadn't been
suited up today because Coach was having some of us doing wind-sprints and
conditioning. As the orderly left and I leaned over Cole to straighten out
his blankets, he buried his nose in my armpit as I stretched across him and
took an obviously deep whiff of my aroma.

"Fuck!" he murmured. "You stink really good!"

"How can you even think about sex at a time like this!" I grinned at him.

"I can't get near you without thinking about it!" he smiled back at
me. "And besides, these drugs they've got me on have me so fucked up, I'm
so horny I could shoot a load in half a second! How about a blow job for
your poor injured lover? You promised!" he whined like a little boy.

I could see the horny smirk on his face and when I looked down, I could see
the blankets tented with his hardon. Shit! He was horny! And worst of all,
so was I! My cock started growing in my jock the minute I saw his
hardon. Not that my reaction was any surprise. I can't remember a time when
I didn't get a hardon from seeing him with one!

"You want me to suck your cock. Here? Now?" I looked down at him.

"Fuck, yeah! Make me feel good, BJ! Come on, man! You've got a hardon, I
can see it! You're all funky and stink so good and I know I do. Please!" he
begged.

Since we started having sex with each other as kids, I've never been able
to say 'no' to Cole and this time was no exception. I leaned down and
kissed him deeply as his strong arms came up around my neck. He was
right. I could smell his strong aroma and it drove me crazy - as always! I
broke the kiss and pushed his arm back above his head and buried my nose in
his funky pit. The stink of him rose in my nose while I snorted like a
pig. Then I began licking his pit, getting the dark hairs wet with my
saliva and tasting all the sweaty musk that he had.

As I began to move my mouth down his body, tasting his sweat-salty skin,
Cole pushed the blanket off so that his groin was exposed. His hardon
pulsed and lifted itself from his rock-hard abs as my mouth moved closer
and closer to it. As I moved closer, the raw scent of his maleness became
stronger and stronger. It was a scent that I knew so well, knew for so long
and loved so much! A scent that transported me to realms of sexual desire
where no other male could take me.

I could see his cock was so hard that the hood was pulled back from most of
the head and there was a drop of diamond clear cock-honey clinging to the
opening of his piss-slit. I reached out my tongue and licked the droplet
off and savored the taste of Cole's sweetness in my mouth. I could hear him
groan at the touch of my tongue and knew from the way he sounded and the
way his cock throbbed that this would not be a long blow job. I figured
that I had better get my mouth around him before he came on my face without
any help from me at all.

I slowly buried his cock in my mouth and throat and could feel the
incredible hardness of him. His cock was throbbing in my mouth and coughing
out more and more of his sweet cock-honey as I slid my mouth up and down
the shaft, taking care to wash his cock with my tongue. I could taste the
sweat, the funk of his body and the head-cheese he'd built up during the
day - that flavor that always had me hard at the taste of it! I could feel
my own cock throbbing in my jock as I worked on Cole's cock and then I felt
his hand slip down and into my shorts. He began massaging my cock in my
jock-pouch and I moaned around his cock. I knew it was all he could do at
that point, but I also knew it was going to be enough to get me off.

We both started moaning at the same time and I felt his cock pulse and then
belch forth his first load of manseed just as my own cock began to fill my
jock-pouch with my own load. I eagerly swallowed every bit of cum that Cole
shot into my mouth and down my throat. At the same time, I felt Cole's hand
reach inside my pouch and cover his own hand with my seed. I felt his hand
leave my pouch and then I heard the slurping sounds behind me. Cole was
licking my seed from his hands while I nursed on his hard cock, trying to
coax more of his cum from his balls.

Finally, we were both spent. I raised up and looked down at him. He still
had his hand to his mouth tasting me. I leaned down and he moved his hand
so that our mouth's could meet and we could share a taste of each other. We
kissed long and deep until finally we needed to come up for more air.

"I love you." I murmured to him.

"I love you, BJ. More than you can ever know." Cole swore to me.

"We going to get through this, lover." I told him.

"Yes. We've gotten through everything else. We have to get through this!"
Cole asserted.

Then I pulled up a chair and sat down next to his bed. I stayed until
visiting hours were over and then went back to our room to try and get some
sleep so that I could make it back before Cole went to surgery in the
morning. I walked into our room, pulled off my clothes and fell into bed. I
didn't even bother with a shower, I was too tired. I tried to remember the
last time I'd slept without Cole in my arms or his around me. I couldn't
remember before I passed out.

I woke up before dawn the next morning, hurriedly showered and ran over to
the Medical Center.  Cole was already awake when I got to his room. He was
first up for surgery that morning and they were going to 'prep' him in a
few moments. A young male orderly came with a tray of water and soap to
shave Cole's leg. We both laughed at the idea of him having to have his
legs shaved.

"You want me to go and get you a pair of pantyhose for after surgery?" I
asked him.

"No, but you might want to pick up some Midol for yourself for pain because
I'm going to beat the crap out of you when I get out of this bed!" Cole
said, trying to look fierce.

The orderly returned with another larger pan of hot water, towels and some
pads.

"You have to have a bath before surgery." he told Cole. "These pads have
soap in them. All you have to do is put them in the water and wash yourself
with them. Think you can do that?" he asked.

"I can help him." I said.

"Ok." the orderly replied and left.

"You going to give me a bath?" Cole asked, giving me an odd look.

"How many times have I washed you in the shower? At least 100, I'll bet!" I
said, taking one of the pads and putting it in the water to get it wet and
soapy.

"Yeah, but BJ, you know what fuckin' happens every time you do!" he said.

"Yes. Fucking." I stated, a grin on my face.

"Ok, just so long as you know!" he lay back on the bed, a smile on his face
and put his arms above his head.

It was a long, slow bath. My hands covered the front of his body from his
face down to his feet.  I'd never done this for him before and I realized
it was something we were going to have to do again. I loved being able to
touch all of him this way.

Of course, half way through it, Cole had a hardon which begged for
attention. But I left it until the very last. The hardest part was getting
him turned over on his side so I could wash his back and butt without
hurting his leg. But we took it slowly and carefully. Finally everything
was done but his cock and balls.

I took the warm pad and began to wash his balls while my mouth washed his
cock down to the very root of it. Again, Cole came quickly only this time I
didn't join him. I was too worried about the surgery to even have much of
an erection. Cole noticed that I didn't get off, but I told him he owed me
one.

Finally, a nurse came and gave him a shot to relax him and Cole quickly
succumbed to the drug induced haze that the surgeon's wanted him in prior
to surgery. They came with a gurney and wheeled him out of the room. I sat
there for a few minutes, so scared for what was about to happen.

While this surgery wasn't life-threatening or anything - it was life
changing. What if it wasn't a success? What if the doctors were right and
Cole would never play football again. What would happen to the two of us?

All of these thoughts were going through my head when I suddenly felt a
presence in the room. I looked up and there was Vince, standing there
looking at me. I didn't even realize that I had been crying until he walked
over and brushed one of my tears from my cheek with his finger. Vince knelt
down next to the chair and took me in his strong arms.

"It's going to be ok, BJ. He'll come out of this fine, you'll see." Vince
said.

"But what if he doesn't?! What if he can never play again?" I asked through
my tears.

"Then he'll just have to find something else to do with his life. But his
life won't be over. He'll still have you." Vince said.

"What if that's not enough?" I cried.

"Then Cole is a fucking fool." Vince said, and squeezed me tight in his
arms.

Vince stayed with me until they brought Cole back from surgery many hours
later. He was very groggy and slept off and on. Vince left and I stayed
with Cole the rest of the night, catching cat- naps in the chair next to
his bed. Nurses came and went all night, checking his vitals and changing
his IV bags. None of them said anything about me being there except for one
young male nurse who came in to check on Cole in the middle of the night.

"He's ok." he said to me, after checking Cole's vitals. "No fever, regular
heartbeat and blood pressure. That's a very good sign. Plus he's got a
superb body. He'll recover from the surgery very rapidly."

"Thank you. That's good to know." I said.

"You two, you're very close?" he asked, but I could tell his question went
deeper than it sounded.

It caught me short. Under normal circumstances I would have said that Cole
and I were 'just friends' or 'roommates' or other such euphemisms. But I
didn't feel like hiding anymore.

"Yes, we're lovers." I said.

"How long?" the young nurse asked.

"A very long time. Since we were kids." I answered.

"You really love him a lot. I can tell." he stated.

"Yes, I do. He's everything to me." I told him.

"I had a guy like that once. I really loved him and I know he loved me. He
couldn't deal with it though. Killed himself. Crashed his car into a
bridge." He said, his eyes clouding over.

"I'm sorry. How painful it must be for you." I said.

"Yeah, it was a long time ago but the hurt doesn't go away." he answered.

"Maybe you'll find someone else." I said.

"Maybe...but it hasn't happened yet. Anyway, you're not hear to listen to
my problems. If you want I can have another bed rolled in here for you." he
said.

"No. I'm ok like this. I just need to be near him." I said.

"I understand. You just rest easy. Nobody's going to disturb you. I'll make
sure of that." he said, giving me a smile.

"Thanks. I appreciate that." I said.

After he left. I pulled the chair closer to Cole's bed. I leaned my head
against it and fell asleep.

The next morning I was there when the surgeon made his rounds. He checked
Cole's leg and then went to leave. I ran out into the hall and caught up
with him.

"Doctor, I'm BJ. I'm Cole's best friend. How is he? How did the surgery
go." I asked.

I'm sure the doctor saw the concern in my eyes. He gently smiled at me.

"Now normally, son, I can't give that kind of information to someone who's
a patient's 'best friend' but I get the feeling that it's ok in this
case. Your friend is doing as well as can be expected. The surgery was much
more extensive than we thought going in. There was much more damage than we
had originally assessed. I'm afraid he's going to have a very long recovery
ahead of him before he'll even be able to walk again." the doctor said to
me.

"What about football?" I asked, afraid of his answer.

"Well...he'll be able to watch football, but that's about it. He'll never
be able to play again." the doctor said, his voice full of sympathy.

I stood there stunned as the doctor walked off. There is was - the message
I didn't want to hear!  Cole could never play football again! What was
going to happen? How would Cole deal with this?  How would I deal with it?
And how would we deal with it together?

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