Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2003 10:54:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Very Best Of Friends-III

Let me repeat: Not Me, or anyone I know. If you recognized the boy named
Majah, it's because his story is in the gay adult youth folder under the
title: Majah and the amazing foot long. I don't know yet if a Menage' a
Troi is going to happen or not. Certainly though, this story is not yet
finished.  Hugs, Tag


Ian looked toward Justin; fear very clearly etched on his beautiful smooth
face. Justin's expression was not of fear, at least not as much as his
young lovers', but more one of concern. He knew his grandmother well enough
to know that they weren't in trouble per se but he really didn't know what
to expect. The boys sat on the soft Hawaiian print sofa, one at each end,
while Angie perched on the edge of a matching overstuffed chair.

"Before I get too far I need you to know something, especially you
Justin. Although you never met him and I doubt your parents have talked
about him much, I had a brother, your grand uncle Vernon. Vern was the
sweetest, kindest, most talented man I think I've ever known. He wouldn't
harm a flea, would do anything for almost anybody, could play a piano like
a professional and had a voice to match. Vern died a good ten years before
you boys were born. He was gay, and he died of complications from Aids, one
of the first back when we knew little of the disease, and it was a long
drawn out and painful situation for both of us. We didn't have any support
like there is today and my father, your great grandfather, hadn't spoken to
Vern in twenty years so there was only his partner Eddie and me with Vern
at the end.  Eddie passed away from aids about three years later and of
course I was with him at the end as well."

"I have some knowledge about what it means to be gay, boys, so I don't have
any issues at all with your sexuality. I'm guessing from the contents of
your bag Justin that this isn't a passing phase but probably something more
serious and therefore long term. I'm also going to guess that no one, at
least in your families, is aware of anything out of the ordinary?" the last
stated more as a question, to which both boys shook their heads.

Angie nodded her head and went on. "Okay, then I'm also going to assume
that, while you've probably been sexually active with each other, you
haven't been with anyone else, and I ask that not because I want to know
about your sex lives but because of the danger of disease."

"No Angie," Justin answered, "neither of us have been with anyone else and
no one but you knows or even suspects anything."  Angie nodded her head and
continued.

"Well I thumbed through the book and it looks like it offers good
information and advice. I would like you both to be able to feel
comfortable with your sexuality, at least around me, and if you have any
questions, I'll do my best to answer them for you. What you do in the
privacy of your own bedroom Justin is totally up to you and I'll respect
that privacy. I do think though that you should start doing your own
laundry and that includes towels and linen and if you need help in learning
how to operate the machinery let me know.  Any questions?" she said as she
stood up, the boys doing the same and Justin going to her and giving her a
hug.

"Thanks Angie," Justin said as his grandmother hugged him and patted his
back.

"You know," she said after they broke apart, "this is gay pride week and if
I'm not mistaken the parade is tomorrow morning and there will be things
going on the rest of the day over at the McCoy Pavilion. What do you say we
make a day of it?"  The boys looked at each other, nodded their heads in
agreement and said that would be pretty cool.

"Okay then. So, it's getting on toward dinnertime. Are you guy's hungry or
did you fill up on movie junk?"

"We can always eat Angie," Justin commented with a smile, Ian's head
bobbing in assent.

"All righty then," Angie replied then appeared to be giving the idea some
thought before going on. "I have just the place in mind. A little elegant,
good food, and I think you'll appreciate the ambiance," she said with a
smile. Twenty minutes later the cab dropped them off at a street corner on
Kuhio Street in Waikiki and Angie led them around the corner, up a narrow
set of stairs, along a short balcony lined with tables for two and inside
the second floor of the building.

The lobby area was small and quite dark, most of the light provided by a
huge but dimly lit fish tank that contained about a half dozen or so
brightly colored tropical fish. They were there barely thirty seconds when
a slender, elegant looking middle aged man materialized from behind the
deep crimson cloth hanging behind the podium that served as the front desk.

"Angie, how are you," he asked in a voice that identified him as probably
gay. "You hardly ever come see us any more," his tone only slightly
admonishing, the smile on his face letting them all know he was teasing
her.

"Well you know it is Anthony.  This is my grandson Justin," she said
introducing the boy who offered his hand to the man, "and his friend Ian,"
she went on, indicating the dark haired boy who offered his hand as well.

"Gentlemen, it's a pleasure. Dinner I presume dear lady," a statement more
than a question to which Angie nodded her head. Anthony led them around a
corner into the small dinning area to a corner table where he seated Angie,
the boys seating themselves. "Jason will be your server this evening, enjoy
your meal."  A boy not much older than Justin and Ian was at their table
almost immediately with a water pitcher and menu's, smiling at each boy as
he turned the heavy crystal glasses in front of them upright and delicately
filled them with water.  As he walked away Angie commented on what a cutie
he was, almost as cute as the boys she was with. Both boys blushed
slightly, each in their own minds also thinking how cute the boy was.

They looked over the menu, each commenting on the limited number of items
listed in front of them. About the time they had decided what they wanted,
another impeccably dressed, slender man materialized at their tableside.

"My name is Jason, I'll be your server this evening." He went on to explain
what the specials of the evening were and answered questions then took
their orders, along with Angie's request for a Vodka seven with a twist.
Like Anthony, Jason appeared as though he might be gay, his voice and
overall presence leading the boys to that conclusion. As they looked around
them in the dimly lighted room, the boys noticed that the few patrons
besides themselves all appeared to be couples and they were all men, most
of them with heads close together as though involved in intimate
conversation.

"Is everybody here gay Angie?" Justin asked quietly. Angie smiled and said
that the place did in fact cater to the gay population and therefore, she
guessed, most if not all of the staff was gay and in all probability so
were the patrons.

"I thought that maybe it would be a good idea to begin getting you both
exposed to the gay side of the city.  That doesn't mean that gay people and
places are the only ones that you'll associate with but many gay and
lesbian people like to be around others, at least sometimes, that are like
they are. It's hard to be able to kiss your lover in public, or show other
signs of affection like non-gays do. In places like this you can sit next
to each other, hold hands, or even kiss and no one thinks anything of
it. You know where the Aquarium is?"  Both boys nodded their heads and
Angie went on,

"Well between there and the concession stand as well as the area just on
the Walls side of the concession area is referred to as Queen's beach, or
the gay beach. It's where many gay men congregate. I suppose there's a
great deal of cruising that takes place but like here, it's a place where
you don't have to hide the fact that you're gay, it's a safe place. There
are very few places in Waikiki where I would feel comfortable leaving my
beach bag and towel, or for you guys your backpack, but at Queen's beach
you can do that and your things will be pretty safe."

"What's cruising Angie," Ian asked and she went on to explain that
particular activity to the boys and just as she finished Jason brought
their salads.  The waiter appeared solicitous of the boys, asking them if
they wished for ground pepper, extra croutons or anything else. The boys
both handled it well, although after Jason left Justin asked if the waiter
were cruising them. She shrugged her shoulders in a "who knows" gesture but
her smile said that she did indeed know and the answer was most likely yes.
She did go on to explain that gay men often flirted shamelessly but that
the goal wasn't for sex, just the fun of flirting. As boys they could
expect that men much older than they were might attempt flirting or even
more with them if such men suspected that the boys were gay.

"So don't be too surprised is you choose to go to Queen's beach and you get
cruised or even propositioned, although that probably wouldn't happen."
This prompted a conversation about why men would want to be with boys and
Angie explained it the best she could, stating that amongst other things,
both boys were cute as the dickens and should probably expect advances from
both males and females. That statement caused a degree of flushing on both
of the smooth young faces.

Dinner arrived about the time they finished their salads; a huge stuffed
Portabello mushroom for Angie, Seared Swordfish for Justin, and a Grilled
New York Strip for Ian. The boy's meals came with Julienne bell peppers
stir fried with an Amaretto sauce and of course there was warm fresh bread
for the table. Talk was at a minimum while they ate, the small dining room
filling up to capacity before they were half through, and twenty minutes
after the plates were set down Jason was there to remove them.

"We have a lovely homemade double chocolate brownie served warm with fresh
raspberries and raspberry sauce as our special dessert tonight. In addition
we have a variety of other handmade desserts if you'd like."  Angie
declined but both boys went for the brownie and Jason recommended that
unless they were still pretty hungry they might want to share one. They
were glad they did. It had to be almost five inches square and two and half
inches high with berries piled on top and liberal amount of sauce drizzled
across the top and down the sides. Each boy almost swooned with his first
bite, which induced Angie to try a nibble, and she too declared it to be
about the best she'd ever eaten. Anthony stopped by the table as they were
finishing and asked how the meal had gone then made small talk with Angie
for a moment while the boys looked about the room. Justin commented to Ian
on the amount of couples where one of the men appeared to be much older
than the other. Anthony had over heard the comment and not detecting any
censure or condemnation in their voices, briefly explained to the boys that
sort of arrangement was not unusual in the gay community.

"Are you going to the parade tomorrow," he asked, querying the table in
general but looking more toward Angie.

"Yeah we are," Justin responded, Ian nodding his head beside the
boy. Anthony's eyebrow raised, but almost unnoticeably, and he added that
he hoped they had a good time then told Angie he hoped to see her more
often. Angie stood up and gave the man a slight little hug, murmuring in
his ear. Jason arrived with the check, Angie produced a credit card, signed
the ticket when Jason returned and the three of them headed out the front
door.

The tables on the balcony were now full as well and as they came to the
last table before the stairs they saw a man eating a meal with boy who
looked to be their age, or even younger as he seemed pretty small. The boy
was very cute and looked at Justin and Ian as they approached, almost as
though he were appraising them, and smiled at them as they passed, his
bright blue eyes twinkling.

"Hey Angela," the man spoke as they passed and all three turned around to
face the slender handsome man and the young boy.

"Hello Eli," Angie responded, "how are you doing, I haven't seen you around
for awhile? Eli, this is my grandson Justin and his friend Ian." Everyone
extended hands for a shake and the man introduced the boy as his hanai son,
Majah, then went on to say that he'd been busy and hadn't attended meetings
much in the past five or six months.  Angie was standing next to Eli, which
placed the boys close to Majah who asked,

"Are you going to the parade tomorrow?"  Ian answered that they were,
Justin a little surprised that the boy had asked. Majah said that was
pretty cool and maybe they'd run into each other or something. Angie
finished her conversation and they all tromped down the stairs, managing to
catch a cab standing at the curb.  On the way home Justin asked who Eli was
and Angie explained that he owned an apartment building fairly close to her
home and that she owned two other houses in the general neighborhood and
she'd met Eli at one of the neighborhood meetings that took place once a
month. Like Eli though, she hadn't attended for some time.

"What's a hanai son? Ian asked. Angie explained that it was what the
Hawaiian's called someone who wasn't related by blood, marriage or other
legal means but who you were very close to. The Hawaiian's often had huge
extended families and those sort of relationships were a normal part of the
culture in the islands.

"The boy, Majah, asked if we were going to the parade so I wonder if that
means he's gay," Justin commented, then added, "I wonder if Eli is gay too
then."  Angie went on, stating that it wasn't her place to "out" anyone but
that yes, Eli was gay and in all probability so was Majah. What she didn't
say was that it was entirely possible that Eli and Majah were lovers
although that too was none of her business, nor was she concerned about
it. Angie had been in and around the gay community most of her adult life
and knew that such arrangements existed and that often they were
essentially healthy despite what most mental health workers and the general
public thought. She knew Eli to be a good, caring, honest man and that if
he and the boy were lovers it was because the boy wanted it to be so and
that he would be being treated very well and with dignity and
respect. Justin and Ian had a great deal to learn about the gay community
and being gay but they didn't need to get it all in one shot.

Back at the house, they watched TV for a while and the boys wandered off to
Justin's room. They stripped and went into the bathroom, got the shower
adjusted and climbed in. They held on to each other under the spray,
kissing deeply, rubbing each other's backs and just being close. They
finally separated and began the cleansing process, using liquid body soap
and performing the basic grooming tasks on each other, working gently
around genitals and adding an occasional squeeze or fondle. Both boys were
hard as rocks before they even got in the shower and by the time the water
was turned off, their emotional state was as charged as their young teenage
cocks. Dried off, they lie on Justin's big bed and thumbed through the gay
sex book, handling their respective genitals, nursing their hard cocks and
gently fondling their balls.

"I really want to try doing stuff with our bottoms, you know, like licking
it there and that kind of stuff," Justin stated. "It was fun licking under
your balls that time," he added

"I know, if was fun for me too and I want to try those things," Ian said so
they turned to the chapter on rimming and got a clear idea of the operation
although they didn't really need any instruction, it was more a matter of
working up to the task. They read a few more chapters, thumbing through the
book and stopping when they saw an illustration that they liked, and there
were a great deal of those. They finally put the book down, turned of the
light on the nightstand and left a small one on, although the moon coming
in through the window offered a great deal of light.

The lay side by side, hugging each other, looking into each other's eyes,
kissing softly, hands rubbing faces, shoulders, hips, backs and generally
just loving each other in a gentle affirming manner.

"I so love being with you Ian," Justin said quietly. He paused a moment
then said, "Actually, I think I love you. I can't imagine not having you in
my life, not being with you. I want you to be with me forever."

"I know. I feel the same way," Ian responded. I never felt like this
before, this close. I never want to be away from you Justy, never." Ian
kissed his lover on the lips and what started as a soft I love you sort of
kiss, segued into an open mouth, tongue battling nostrils flaring
passionate kiss. Ian was the one to break and moved right to Justin's neck,
the soft indent where head meets shoulder and nuzzled his lips
there. Justin's body shivered, goose bumps spread immediately down his
entire side and he moaned softly. Ian continued moving south and stopped at
a nipple to suckle. The boys hadn't really experimented with those little
nubbins of flesh so this was the first real excursion for both of them. He
sucked on Justin's nipple, while his hand tweaked its' twin. Justin gasped,
his breathing becoming a little more rapid and low moans came from his
throat.

The hand that was playing with the nipple decided to venture further south
and the fingers trailed lightly over Justin's chest and belly causing him
to wiggle since it tickled. Ian's marauding fingers found Justin's pubic
patch but bypassed the throbbing cock growing from the small nest. Instead
the fingers went down along the inside of the thigh where it meets the
pubic bone and tickled the side of Justin's balls. Justin automatically
spread his legs open even more than they had been and Ian kept moving, down
underneath the little sperm makers. Only then did Ian's mouth leave the
nipple and he licked his way downward until Justin's cock poked him in the
cheek. He turned his head and came eye to eye with his lover's delicious
pale cock, saw the single tear in its' eye and swiped it off with his
tongue then took the entire head into his warm mouth.

Justin tensed his body in reflex, thrusting his hips upward for a moment
before relaxing back on the bed.  Ian's fingers moved to the area under
Justin's smooth ball sac and tickled there, the back of his hand sort of
holding the balls up and away so that he could get to that very sensitive
spot at the base of the sac. He suckled his young lover's cock while his
fingers trailed up and down on the seam of flesh that ran from the balls to
the asshole, although he didn't get to the latter because Justin's cheeks
wouldn't let him in. Ian turned sideways on the bed so that he could have
full access to Justin's smooth balls and began licking at the sac and it's
orbs, pushing them around with his tongue. He raised onto his knees to get
further down in the crack and Justin, knowing where Ian was headed. Spread
open ever farther for him. Ian had wrapped one arm over Justin's hip and
grasped onto on cheek and pulled it open in order to let Ian inside but
still it wasn't quite enough.

"Let me move a little bit Ian," Justin suggested and swung his leg over
Ian's body so that Ian was sort of caught between the two legs. The thing
was, now Ian was looking right at Justin's slender pale ass, the crack
slightly darker than the skin around it. Justin's smooth balls were hanging
down in front Ian so he licked at the soft skin causing Justin to jump a
little. Ian used one hand to pull a cheek open and exposed Justin's tight
wrinkled hole to him. He'd seen it once before so wasn't totally surprised
or shocked and leaned in closer.  He sort of sniffed about and detected
nothing but the odor of their body soap then let his tongue snake out and
take a quick lick at the pink muscle. Deciding after a couple of licks that
it was okay, Ian settled it for a good time, licking and slurping all over
the muscle and the area around it. Justin was trying to push his ass
backwards as if to open himself up even more for Ian's tongue.

"Oooohhhhhhh Ian that feels so awesome good, wait till I do it for you." He
moaned.

"How about now," Ian responded, kissing the object of his licking and
moving away. "It kinda makes my mouth and tongue a little sore after a
bit." He moved out away from Justin then lay beside his lover and they held
each other, deep throated kissing while their hands were busy stroking each
other's hard leaking cocks.  Justin finally broke away and slid down
between Ian's legs and began sucking his boy cock, licking the shaft,
sucking the head, fondling his soft smooth balls then moving down under
Ian's nuts and licking in there. He spent a few moments working up, or
down, to rimming Ian but finally told him to roll over, which Ian promptly
did. Justin just looked for a few moments, admiring Ian's slender ass, his
darker skin and the even darker line of is ass crack. His lingered on Ian's
balls, hanging down far enough to almost rest totally on the bed and had
Justin not been where he was, keeping Ian from being flat, then they would
have rested there. As it was they hung sort of and Justin flicked his
tongue out and licked at the dangling flesh causing Ian to jump a little.
He moved upward, licking at that ever-present seam of flesh that looks like
a hemline on the balls and goes to the asshole. He reached to and peeled
open a firm butt cheek exposing Ian's crinkled hole and thrust his tongue
in boldly. Knowing how it felt, Justin wanted his lover to feel the same
great feelings that he had. He dove right in and began licking and slurping
as though it were an ice ream cone on a hot summer day and within a minute
Ian was moaning and wiggling just as Justin had.

"Oh gosh you're right Justy it feels so awesome good." Justin stopped to
say "I know" then went back to devouring Ian's asshole with renewed vigor,
snaking one hand underneath the boy and stroking on his rampant teen cock
while he rimmed.

"Oh God Justin, try put your finger in me," Ian moaned, so while Justin
went about getting the lube and preparing a finger, Ian rolled to his back
and when Justin was ready, pulled his legs back to open himself up.  Justin
got on his knees between Ian's legs and gently inserted his middle finger
into the boys' hole, moving slowly until the knuckles of his hand hit Ian's
butt cheeks.

"Oooohhhhh man that feels weird Justy but it feels good too," Ian said
quietly. Justin slid his finger out and then back in, going slowly and not
wanting to create any pain for Ian but pain was the last thing the young
teen was feeling. On the third trip inside Justin slid past Ian's prostate
gland causing its owner to moan loudly.

"Ohhh God Justin you just hit some spot that makes me go wild."  Justin
didn't see any choice but to find that magic spot again and when he did,
causing Ian to declare it found, Justin massaged it a few times driving Ian
crazy.

"I an have an idea Ian," Justin said, stopping for a moment. "Put some lube
on your cock." Ian did as Justin asked and once done, Justin grasped onto
it and slathered the lube all over the shaft and swollen head. Ian went
nuts again but nearly as much as a few minutes later when Justin massaged
the head of Ian's hard young cock and his prostate at the same time. That
was the first time that Ian swore.

"Ooohhhhh fuck Justin," I can't stand it. That is so sensitive oh my God,"
he moaned softly, his voice filled with the lust of a fourteen year old in
the throes of sexual stimulation. "I'm gonna cum Justy, I'm gonna fuckin
cum get the head please oh shit oh fuck," and that was it. Justin moved to
Ian's shaft and stroked it rapidly as his finger continued to fuck the
boy's asshole. He felt Ian's cock swell and the little nut of meat inside
Ian's asshole go way hard and Ian came with a force neither boy had seen
before, either together or separately. Ian thrust his hips into the air as
far as they'd go and the first shot of his sperm shot over his shoulder to
land on the pillow by his head. The first explosion was followed a series
of blasts that, while not gaining quite of the first one, certainly set new
records for the body making the shots.

"Oh man Ian you shot clear over your head," Justin said excitedly as he
continued to jack off and finger fuck his young lover who had sunk back
onto the bed. The spectacular eruption ended fairly quickly, as boy orgasms
usually do but his heaving belly took considerably longer. Justin let go of
Ian's pulsing cock and slipped his finger out of Ian's asshole, checking it
to make sure there was no residue on it and discovering it was clean. Ian
moaned just a bit when the finger vacated his body, missing its presence.

"That. Was. The. Most intense fucking cum I have ever had in my entire
sperm making life. I swear Justy it was totally awesome." He sat up and
pulled Justin to him and planted a monster kiss on his perfect lips then
said, "And you helped it happen." Ian was quiet for a moment, looking into
Justin's eyes soft blue eyes then added quietly,

"I love you so much Justin. I just realized it, just now. I do love
you. You mean everything to me. I want to be with you forever," and he
kissed Justin again, this time softly and with conviction. That wasn't to
say that he didn't feel passionate, just that he knew that he didn't have
to be wild and crazy with the kiss. Justin would know. The other boy just
kept looking at him, a small Mona Lisa sort of smile on his lips.

"I know Ian. I feel the same way. I love you too and I want to be with you
always. I don't know how we're going to make it happen after summer is over
but I hope we can figure something out." He kissed Ian back, as gently
kissing Ian's lips as a hand caressed his face.

"Common Justy," Ian said after the kiss ended, "Let me show you how
awesomely cool it feels to cum with a finger in your butt." The two boys
went back to making out, starting off slowly and Ian working Justin up into
a fog of hotness. When he slipped his lubed finger inside asshole the other
boy moaned loudly and when Ian rubbed against his prostate Justin thought
he'd died and gone to sexual stimulation heaven. The next step was to lube
his way cute lovers' throbbing cocklet and massage the slippery head until
Justin begged Ian to make him squirt, which he did.

"Oh shit Ian, make me cum, I can't stand it please make me squirt." Ian
kept his finger in Justin's prostate, gave the head a few more squishes in
his slippery hand then moved of the head to the shaft and stroked him
furiously for about four strokes before the cock in his hand stiffened, the
hips that it was attached to thrust up into the air. The small cock head
spit out a glob of white goo that went a good two feet in the air and came
back down to land on his heaving belly, the second shot popping out like a
roman candle before the first one returned to earth. Two more spits of
young boy sperm followed the other two before the hips fell back onto the
bed, Ian continuing to stroke the cock, albeit slower. The finger stopped
movement in Justin's hole but stayed in place, at least for a little while
longer. Justin continued to breathe heavily but his eyes were open, if one
could consider those little slits open, and a half smile adorned his pretty
face.

When Justin was finally able to speak he thanked Ian and told him how
awesome it felt having that spot in his ass touch, especially when he
came. "I can't imagine what it's going to be like having your cock inside
me," grasping the object of discussion as he mentioned it. "Come one, let's
go shower," he added, taking Ian's hand and leading him to the bathroom.

The boys soaped and washed each other in the time honored method that loves
have; slow and easy and getting into all the nooks and crannies. Neither
boy had lost much of his erection in the sperming process and so half way
through the shower they were both hard as ever, cocks throbbing in
anticipation of yet another tribute to Eros. With bodies all but covered in
soap suds the hugged and kissed, their lower bodies slipping and sliding
against each other, hard cocks side my side between firm young bellies.
Hands slipped to butts where they fondled and kneaded the welcoming flesh,
pulling each into the other to create even more pressure on centers of
their excitement. Necks were kissed and nuzzled, ears blown into and
suckled and heat levels brought to the fevered pitch that boys all
experience in their teenage years and strive for in adult hood.

Breathing became ragged as they humped against each other, mashing their
rigid dicks against each other, bringing their smooth young balls to the
point of releasing their precious product.

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum again Justin," Ian moaned into the other boys'
ear. Justin could only mutter agreement as he too was on the brink of
explosion. Ian pushed them against the wall of the shower for leverage,
gripped onto Justin's slim hips and ground his cock into his lover's lower
belly.

"Oooohhhh god, Ohhhhh shit, Ooohhhhhh, Unnnnggggg," the moans flowed from
both young teens, their voices mixing in the air as their sperm flowed out
to mix with soap and water against their heaving skin. The intensity of the
feelings caused a weakness in the legs that required effort to remain
standing, although they both were sagging and their bump and grind
decreased to a slow rubbing against each other. Their lips met, seemingly
by mutual consent and they kissed, a deep-throated tongue battling kiss
usually reserved for the beginning of orgasm, not the end.

"Fuckin A that is always so intense a way to cum," Ian managed to get out
between heavy breathes. Justin nodded his head just before he let I drop
onto Ian's shoulder. They stayed huggled together for a good two minutes
before finally breaking apart and finishing their shower, an act that
required more soap to break up and remove the sticky goo of their love
offering.

Back in bed, they hugged together, gently giving each other lips kisses,
loving words spoken softly and just looking into each other's eyes, hand
gently rubbing shoulders, backs and hips. That they loved each other and
were in love with each other was beyond any question.

"Do you think the parade and stuff tomorrow will be fun Ian," Justin
asked. Ian responded in the affirmative, saying that he thought that it
would be and he was looking forward to it. "I wonder if we'll see that boy,
Majah. He's kinda cute don't you think?" Ian put on a mock angry voice and
tickled Justin, asking if he was looking at other boys already and Justin
responded with giggling and squirming to get away from Ian's probing
fingers.

"Yeah," Ian said after he stopped, "he is a cute boy and I don't know if
we'll see him or not. I wonder if he's gay. I wonder if he and that man are
being sexy together, do you think they are, do you think he's gay?" A
discussion followed regarding the questions put forth and the general
consensus was that the boy was most likely gay and the odds were that he
was being sexy with the man which segued into a could you ever do that sort
of conversation and that segued into being sexy with the boy, both as an
individual and/or as a three way, all of the boys involved. Justin's
immediate answer was a huge yawn that prompted a matching one from Ian.
They didn't resolve the question, but gently fell into sleep, holding on to
each other in the gentle way that lovers have.