Happy Valentines Day, boys and girls! Let's find out what our two loverboys are up to, shall we?
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Part 20
Steve cooks us breakfast the next morning. After we finish eating, we shower together and get dressed, then take a long time to say goodbye.
I plant a kiss on his lips. “I really don’t want to leave.”
He gently caresses my arm. “I don’t want you to go, either. Maybe after the meet on Saturday, we could head back to your place.”
I smile. “I like that idea. One week isn’t that long to wait.”
With that, I walk to my car and drive home. I get my weekly chores out of the way and relax the rest of the day.
* * * * *
We have our usual swim lesson on Tuesday, then follow it up with trading blowjobs in the shower. Just as I’m getting better with my swimming the more I practice, he’s getting better at giving blowjobs. We take turns pushing each other to the edge and swallowing each other’s loads, then get dressed and head home for the night.
* * * * *
The end of the week finally rolls around. Once everyone but the two of us has left for the day, he comes back behind the desk. “Hey bud. Want to hop in the water with me and help set up the lane ropes?”
I snap my fingers. “Aww, fuck, I want to, but I didn’t bring my swimsuit.”
He chuckles. “That didn’t stop me last time.”
I look at him incredulously. “You don’t care if I swim naked?”
He gives me a devilish grin. “Why would I? I’ll even get naked with you.”
The thought of us both swimming naked in the pool together is hard to turn down. “Deal.”
We step out to the pool and begin disrobing, folding and setting our clothes on a nearby set of bleachers. Steve walks over and rolls the reel of rope to the side of the pool. I start getting a stiffy from the sight of Steve naked, watching his ass and thighs tense with every step he takes, but it returns to regular size as soon as we hop in the cold water.
We take turns unreeling a segment of rope and swimming across to the other side to hook it on. Soon after, we finish stringing all nine ropes across, hop out of the pool, and go to the showers to rinse the chlorinated water off our bodies. We dry off and walk back out to the pool to get dressed.
I look at him. “You better kill it out there tomorrow.”
He grins. “I’m sure gonna try. I might be a little rusty after not competing for a whole month, but then so might everyone else. I’ve been practicing enough in my downtime to compensate.”
I give him a peck. “I guess we’ll see.”
We walk out to the dark, empty parking lot, part ways, and head home.
* * * * *
The next day I show up at the pool again to set up the starting blocks. Steve arrives about a half hour before the meet begins. I help check all the competitors in, and the first part of the meet goes as usual. I walk back to the office to get the adult list, and Steve walks in behind me and takes off his guard outfit to reveal the Speedo he’s wearing underneath. List in hand, I walk over to him, cup his ass with my hand, and plant a kiss on his lips. “Did you remember your overnight bag?”
He gives me a sinister look. “Of course I did. I can’t wait to be done and be alone with you tonight.” He turns his head and looks up at the clock on the wall. “Meet’s gonna start soon.”
I give him a pat on the ass. “Go beat ‘em, Steve.”
He looks back at me and gives me another peck on the lips. “I’ll try.”
Just then, we hear the door to the office open, and we both jerk back away from each other. Kathy appears from the other side and gives us an odd look. She finally breaks the silence after a few seconds. “You got the list, Joey?”
I wave the piece of paper in my hand. “Right here, Kathy.” I walk over and hand it to her.
“Thanks, darlin’.” She turns her attention to Steve. “Racing tonight I see, Steve?”
He nods. “That’s right.”
She smiles. “Awesome. I’ll make sure your name’s down.”
She turns and leaves, and I glance down at Steve’s crotch. His half-erection is almost poking out from the waistband of his Speedo. I chuckle. “You might want to make sure that’s down as well.”
He looks down at himself. “Ah shit! I hope Kathy didn’t notice.” He looks back up at me. “Just go on without me. I’ll head out once I’m a little less excited down there.”
I walk out to help Kathy get the ribbon table ready and make sure all the timekeepers have their equipment. A few moments later, I see Steve exit the office, and we share a knowing glance. He walks over and joins the other competitors, claps his hands together, and begins warming up for the race. Soon after, the second half of the meet begins.
Steve does exceptionally well, winning first place much more than usual. I guess that extra break from the previous meet being cancelled did end up hurting the other swimmers, but Steve, sticking to his practice, comes out ahead.
After the meet is over and everyone heads home, Steve and I stick behind to take down all the equipment. I look at him. “Want to do what we did last night?”
He shrugs. “Why the hell not?”
We both take all our clothes off, which is easy for him since he’s wearing just a swimsuit, then hop in the water and take down all the lane ropes. He helps me dismantle the starting blocks as well. As we shower off, I look at him. “I can’t wait until we get to my place. I have a hell of a reward I want to give you for winning so many races.”
He cocks an eyebrow. “Is that so?” He walks closer to me until there’s no space between us, reaches down, and fondles my dick. “Does it involve playing with these?”
I smile. “You’re very perceptive, Mister Parker.”
We finish showering off, then he grabs his overnight bag and follows me home in his car. We get to my place and head inside. We can’t wait much longer. We start frantically taking each other’s clothes off. I’m soon on my knees wrapping my lips around his hardening dick. I grasp his ass in my hands and pull all seven inches of him down my throat, and he grabs the sides of my head and face fucks me for a while. He bends down and lifts me up under the arms and guides me over to the couch where I sit down. He kneels on the floor and starts returning the favor. It feels amazing having his hot lips and tongue lapping all over my rock-hard dick.
After he blows me for a while, I look down at him. “Want to fuck me?”
His eyes widen. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
“Want to try something new first, though?”
He looks at me inquisitively. “What’s that?”
“Remember how I licked your ass in the shower last time?”
“Oh, god, that felt amazing.”
“Want to do it to me?”
“If it means I get to fuck you, I’ll do anything you want me to do.”
I stand up and turn around, then kneel on the couch cushions and lean forward, resting myself against the back. I spread my legs and offer him easy access to my asshole. I turn my head and see him move himself closer. I sense some hesitation from his expression, but after a few seconds, I watch as he sticks out his tongue and starts circling it around my hole. He backs his head away for a second. “You all right, Steve?”
He nods. “Yeah, just getting used to it.” He leans his head in again and laps his tongue around my hole some more, and at times his tongue ventures and explores my ballsack. He even takes my dick and pulls it toward him and sucks it from underneath for a little bit. He returns to my ass again, and I feel his tongue become much more exploratory, feeling him pushing it further in and moving around. He retracts it, then flattens it out and licks my hole and all the surrounding skin, trying to cover as much area as possible.
He pulls his head back once more, and I take the cue, spin back around, and sit down on the couch. I lean forward and give him an open-mouth kiss, tasting myself in the process. “What did you think?”
He tilts his head. “It was interesting. Kind of like eating pussy, but still way different.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, I can imagine.”
“How’d it feel for you?”
“Really fucking good.”
He chuckles. “Not bad for my first time, eh?” He begins to stand up, kissing me along the way. “You ready for me to fuck you now?”
“Oh god, yeah. I want to feel all seven inches deep inside me.” I rise to my feet and retrieve the lube from the bathroom, then return to the couch. “Lick my ass some more, then pop it on in.” I turn back around and kneel on the couch cushions like I was before, and he bends down and resumes rimming me for a few minutes as he pops open the bottle of lube and rubs some onto his hard shaft. He stands up and probes my ass with a finger for a bit, then I feel the head of his cock graze my hole and feel him gently easing himself in. The first inch or two are always a lot of work, but once he pushes past my sphincter, he has an easier time getting his dick all the way in. I arch my back as he leans forward and plants a kiss on my lips, all the while sliding himself in and out of my ass. He straights himself back upright and grips the sides of my ass with his hands and pulls me close with each thrust. After some time, he pulls out and tells me to flip onto my back. I do so, and he lowers himself to my level and guides his shaft back into my ass, slowly pushing himself all the way inside once again. He presses his upper body against mine as he fucks me, and we kiss like that for a while. He hoists himself back up and his thrusts become more and more forceful. He takes my dick in his hand and jerks me off as he continues pounding my ass. “God damn, Steve, you’re really getting me close.”
“Oh yeah? Well I want to get you to come all the way.”
I get the chance to see just how flexible he can be as he arches his back and his lips meet the head of my dick. He keeps jerking me off as he runs his tongue all over my shaft. Pretty soon, the sensation of that combined with his cock in my ass sends me over the edge. I shoot gob after gob of cum into his mouth, which he swallows just as quickly as I can shoot. I feel my ass tensing up with each shot, and I know it’s delivering intense pleasure to him as he moans while still holding my dick in his mouth. Soon I feel his own cock start to pulse and send his seed deep, deep into my ass. He keeps his mouth on my dick and sucks out every last drop, then straightens his back out and lowers himself to my level until our lips meet. We lie like that, kissing each other, with his dick still in my ass, spending the next several moments in post-orgasmic bliss.
After a while, he hoists himself back up and slowly pulls out of me, then stands straight up. “Man, all that fucking made me hungry.”
I laugh and rest my feet on the floor. “It is around dinnertime, after all. Let’s make something.” We gather our clothes from the floor and get dressed, then head to the kitchen, and I rattle off a few options of meals I can cook. We settle on some vegetable and shrimp fried rice, and I begin heating up a pan. “Want a beer?”
“Hell, after that fuck session, I need a god damn cigarette!”
We laugh, and I shake my head as I grab two beers. “Don’t have any of those, sorry.” I pop off the caps and hand one to him, and we clink bottles.
He takes a swig. “Man, hanging out with you is the most fun I’ve had in a while.”
“When was the last time you’ve had this much fun?”
He thinks for a moment. “Probably Labor Day weekend last year. I went with Ryan and the gang on a trip to New Orleans, but nothing sexual happened, of course.”
I cross my arms, beer in hand. “Oh, so you did hang out with them years after graduation.”
He sighs. “Yeah. I really limited the amount of time I spent with them after Simon’s death, but we slowly started hanging out again. But now that I’ve told Ryan off last month, they of course uninvited me from their plans this year.”
“So you never got to do your usual Labor Day weekend trip, huh?”
He shakes his head. “Nope.” I tap a finger on my chin a few times, then he raises an eyebrow. “What are you concocting in that head of yours, Joey?”
I smile. “Well, there’s no meet this coming weekend, right?”
He slowly nods his head. “Yeah…”
“…How would you feel about going on a trip with me? One last escape from town before September’s over?”
He spaces out, looking at the floor. “Wow, now that’s an idea.” I give him a few moments to think, then he looks at me and speaks up again. “Where would we go?”
“I know a place in Fort Lauderdale. It’s a gay resort.”
“Oh, well, I obviously haven’t been to any place like that before…”
“…It’s a lot of fun! Ethan, my last boyfriend back in Raleigh, took me there. It was my first time going, and I had a blast! There’s lots to do down there—bars, clubs, and we can even walk along the beach if you want.”
“What kind of bars? Like, gay bars?”
“Well, yeah. They’re not that much different than straight bars, actually.”
“I don’t know…”
I shrug. “If we go somewhere and it’s not your thing, we can always leave and do something else.”
He tilts his head. “I mean, it sounds fun. And if you’re there with me, I don’t think it’ll be too bad.”
“It won’t be bad at all! We’ll have lots of fun, I promise.”
He sighs. “How far is it from here?”
I think for a second. “It’s about an eight hour drive.”
He nods. “All right. Kathy’s gonna hate me, but I’ll see if I can get Friday off—that way, we’ll be able to spend a decent amount of time down there.”
I take a sip of my beer. “That’s a fantastic idea. You think she’ll let me take Friday off as well?”
He shrugs. “I don’t see why not.”
“Do you think with the two of us asking for the same day off, she’d suspect there’s something going on between us?”
He thinks to himself for a moment. “Even if she does, she probably wouldn’t say anything. Or care. She tends not to ask lots of questions.” He cracks a half-smile. “Wow, a trip to a gay resort—I don’t think I could have ever imagined myself ever doing that.”
I smile. “This summer’s full of new experiences for us, it seems.”
“You can say that again.” We clink our beers. “To new experiences.”
I finish cooking the rice and we eat. After dinner, we go back to the living room and watch a show and play more video games. We sit close to one another, our thighs touching, and we occasionally wrap an arm around the other’s shoulder.
Soon, the activity and excitement from earlier in the day begins taking its toll, and it’s time to retire for the night. We take turns brushing our teeth, then walk to the bedroom. I keep all the lights dim as we help each other undress. I take the bottom of his shirt in my hands and lift it up and over his head, tossing it lightly onto the floor. After he does the same to mine, I unbutton and unzip his shorts, sliding them along with his underwear to the floor. He leans over as he pushes my shorts and boxers down, kissing my nipples while he’s bent down, then moves up until his lips meet mine. Both of us stand there, naked, and wrap our arms around each other.
These past two weeks have been extraordinary for me. Not only have I reconnected with someone I didn’t really get along with in high school, I’m also standing in the same room with him completely naked with absolutely zero space between us. If I think about it too hard, I get bewildered and perplexed, thinking how it’s all possible, so I just tell myself to stop thinking for a bit and just enjoy the pleasures and sensations of what’s happening right now.
We both lie down on the bed and make ourselves comfortable under the covers. He turns onto his back while I lie on my side, facing him. I place a hand on his chest and feel his beating heart and his chest rise and fall as he breathes. Soon, slumber takes him over, which is understandable, given he spent lots of energy racing in the water. Since I’m still awake for the time being, I start imagining all the fun times and experiences that lie ahead of us during our trip next weekend.
It can’t come too soon.
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Part 20
Steve cooks us breakfast the next morning. After we finish eating, we shower together and get dressed, then take a long time to say goodbye.
I plant a kiss on his lips. “I really don’t want to leave.”
He gently caresses my arm. “I don’t want you to go, either. Maybe after the meet on Saturday, we could head back to your place.”
I smile. “I like that idea. One week isn’t that long to wait.”
With that, I walk to my car and drive home. I get my weekly chores out of the way and relax the rest of the day.
* * * * *
We have our usual swim lesson on Tuesday, then follow it up with trading blowjobs in the shower. Just as I’m getting better with my swimming the more I practice, he’s getting better at giving blowjobs. We take turns pushing each other to the edge and swallowing each other’s loads, then get dressed and head home for the night.
* * * * *
The end of the week finally rolls around. Once everyone but the two of us has left for the day, he comes back behind the desk. “Hey bud. Want to hop in the water with me and help set up the lane ropes?”
I snap my fingers. “Aww, fuck, I want to, but I didn’t bring my swimsuit.”
He chuckles. “That didn’t stop me last time.”
I look at him incredulously. “You don’t care if I swim naked?”
He gives me a devilish grin. “Why would I? I’ll even get naked with you.”
The thought of us both swimming naked in the pool together is hard to turn down. “Deal.”
We step out to the pool and begin disrobing, folding and setting our clothes on a nearby set of bleachers. Steve walks over and rolls the reel of rope to the side of the pool. I start getting a stiffy from the sight of Steve naked, watching his ass and thighs tense with every step he takes, but it returns to regular size as soon as we hop in the cold water.
We take turns unreeling a segment of rope and swimming across to the other side to hook it on. Soon after, we finish stringing all nine ropes across, hop out of the pool, and go to the showers to rinse the chlorinated water off our bodies. We dry off and walk back out to the pool to get dressed.
I look at him. “You better kill it out there tomorrow.”
He grins. “I’m sure gonna try. I might be a little rusty after not competing for a whole month, but then so might everyone else. I’ve been practicing enough in my downtime to compensate.”
I give him a peck. “I guess we’ll see.”
We walk out to the dark, empty parking lot, part ways, and head home.
* * * * *
The next day I show up at the pool again to set up the starting blocks. Steve arrives about a half hour before the meet begins. I help check all the competitors in, and the first part of the meet goes as usual. I walk back to the office to get the adult list, and Steve walks in behind me and takes off his guard outfit to reveal the Speedo he’s wearing underneath. List in hand, I walk over to him, cup his ass with my hand, and plant a kiss on his lips. “Did you remember your overnight bag?”
He gives me a sinister look. “Of course I did. I can’t wait to be done and be alone with you tonight.” He turns his head and looks up at the clock on the wall. “Meet’s gonna start soon.”
I give him a pat on the ass. “Go beat ‘em, Steve.”
He looks back at me and gives me another peck on the lips. “I’ll try.”
Just then, we hear the door to the office open, and we both jerk back away from each other. Kathy appears from the other side and gives us an odd look. She finally breaks the silence after a few seconds. “You got the list, Joey?”
I wave the piece of paper in my hand. “Right here, Kathy.” I walk over and hand it to her.
“Thanks, darlin’.” She turns her attention to Steve. “Racing tonight I see, Steve?”
He nods. “That’s right.”
She smiles. “Awesome. I’ll make sure your name’s down.”
She turns and leaves, and I glance down at Steve’s crotch. His half-erection is almost poking out from the waistband of his Speedo. I chuckle. “You might want to make sure that’s down as well.”
He looks down at himself. “Ah shit! I hope Kathy didn’t notice.” He looks back up at me. “Just go on without me. I’ll head out once I’m a little less excited down there.”
I walk out to help Kathy get the ribbon table ready and make sure all the timekeepers have their equipment. A few moments later, I see Steve exit the office, and we share a knowing glance. He walks over and joins the other competitors, claps his hands together, and begins warming up for the race. Soon after, the second half of the meet begins.
Steve does exceptionally well, winning first place much more than usual. I guess that extra break from the previous meet being cancelled did end up hurting the other swimmers, but Steve, sticking to his practice, comes out ahead.
After the meet is over and everyone heads home, Steve and I stick behind to take down all the equipment. I look at him. “Want to do what we did last night?”
He shrugs. “Why the hell not?”
We both take all our clothes off, which is easy for him since he’s wearing just a swimsuit, then hop in the water and take down all the lane ropes. He helps me dismantle the starting blocks as well. As we shower off, I look at him. “I can’t wait until we get to my place. I have a hell of a reward I want to give you for winning so many races.”
He cocks an eyebrow. “Is that so?” He walks closer to me until there’s no space between us, reaches down, and fondles my dick. “Does it involve playing with these?”
I smile. “You’re very perceptive, Mister Parker.”
We finish showering off, then he grabs his overnight bag and follows me home in his car. We get to my place and head inside. We can’t wait much longer. We start frantically taking each other’s clothes off. I’m soon on my knees wrapping my lips around his hardening dick. I grasp his ass in my hands and pull all seven inches of him down my throat, and he grabs the sides of my head and face fucks me for a while. He bends down and lifts me up under the arms and guides me over to the couch where I sit down. He kneels on the floor and starts returning the favor. It feels amazing having his hot lips and tongue lapping all over my rock-hard dick.
After he blows me for a while, I look down at him. “Want to fuck me?”
His eyes widen. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
“Want to try something new first, though?”
He looks at me inquisitively. “What’s that?”
“Remember how I licked your ass in the shower last time?”
“Oh, god, that felt amazing.”
“Want to do it to me?”
“If it means I get to fuck you, I’ll do anything you want me to do.”
I stand up and turn around, then kneel on the couch cushions and lean forward, resting myself against the back. I spread my legs and offer him easy access to my asshole. I turn my head and see him move himself closer. I sense some hesitation from his expression, but after a few seconds, I watch as he sticks out his tongue and starts circling it around my hole. He backs his head away for a second. “You all right, Steve?”
He nods. “Yeah, just getting used to it.” He leans his head in again and laps his tongue around my hole some more, and at times his tongue ventures and explores my ballsack. He even takes my dick and pulls it toward him and sucks it from underneath for a little bit. He returns to my ass again, and I feel his tongue become much more exploratory, feeling him pushing it further in and moving around. He retracts it, then flattens it out and licks my hole and all the surrounding skin, trying to cover as much area as possible.
He pulls his head back once more, and I take the cue, spin back around, and sit down on the couch. I lean forward and give him an open-mouth kiss, tasting myself in the process. “What did you think?”
He tilts his head. “It was interesting. Kind of like eating pussy, but still way different.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, I can imagine.”
“How’d it feel for you?”
“Really fucking good.”
He chuckles. “Not bad for my first time, eh?” He begins to stand up, kissing me along the way. “You ready for me to fuck you now?”
“Oh god, yeah. I want to feel all seven inches deep inside me.” I rise to my feet and retrieve the lube from the bathroom, then return to the couch. “Lick my ass some more, then pop it on in.” I turn back around and kneel on the couch cushions like I was before, and he bends down and resumes rimming me for a few minutes as he pops open the bottle of lube and rubs some onto his hard shaft. He stands up and probes my ass with a finger for a bit, then I feel the head of his cock graze my hole and feel him gently easing himself in. The first inch or two are always a lot of work, but once he pushes past my sphincter, he has an easier time getting his dick all the way in. I arch my back as he leans forward and plants a kiss on my lips, all the while sliding himself in and out of my ass. He straights himself back upright and grips the sides of my ass with his hands and pulls me close with each thrust. After some time, he pulls out and tells me to flip onto my back. I do so, and he lowers himself to my level and guides his shaft back into my ass, slowly pushing himself all the way inside once again. He presses his upper body against mine as he fucks me, and we kiss like that for a while. He hoists himself back up and his thrusts become more and more forceful. He takes my dick in his hand and jerks me off as he continues pounding my ass. “God damn, Steve, you’re really getting me close.”
“Oh yeah? Well I want to get you to come all the way.”
I get the chance to see just how flexible he can be as he arches his back and his lips meet the head of my dick. He keeps jerking me off as he runs his tongue all over my shaft. Pretty soon, the sensation of that combined with his cock in my ass sends me over the edge. I shoot gob after gob of cum into his mouth, which he swallows just as quickly as I can shoot. I feel my ass tensing up with each shot, and I know it’s delivering intense pleasure to him as he moans while still holding my dick in his mouth. Soon I feel his own cock start to pulse and send his seed deep, deep into my ass. He keeps his mouth on my dick and sucks out every last drop, then straightens his back out and lowers himself to my level until our lips meet. We lie like that, kissing each other, with his dick still in my ass, spending the next several moments in post-orgasmic bliss.
After a while, he hoists himself back up and slowly pulls out of me, then stands straight up. “Man, all that fucking made me hungry.”
I laugh and rest my feet on the floor. “It is around dinnertime, after all. Let’s make something.” We gather our clothes from the floor and get dressed, then head to the kitchen, and I rattle off a few options of meals I can cook. We settle on some vegetable and shrimp fried rice, and I begin heating up a pan. “Want a beer?”
“Hell, after that fuck session, I need a god damn cigarette!”
We laugh, and I shake my head as I grab two beers. “Don’t have any of those, sorry.” I pop off the caps and hand one to him, and we clink bottles.
He takes a swig. “Man, hanging out with you is the most fun I’ve had in a while.”
“When was the last time you’ve had this much fun?”
He thinks for a moment. “Probably Labor Day weekend last year. I went with Ryan and the gang on a trip to New Orleans, but nothing sexual happened, of course.”
I cross my arms, beer in hand. “Oh, so you did hang out with them years after graduation.”
He sighs. “Yeah. I really limited the amount of time I spent with them after Simon’s death, but we slowly started hanging out again. But now that I’ve told Ryan off last month, they of course uninvited me from their plans this year.”
“So you never got to do your usual Labor Day weekend trip, huh?”
He shakes his head. “Nope.” I tap a finger on my chin a few times, then he raises an eyebrow. “What are you concocting in that head of yours, Joey?”
I smile. “Well, there’s no meet this coming weekend, right?”
He slowly nods his head. “Yeah…”
“…How would you feel about going on a trip with me? One last escape from town before September’s over?”
He spaces out, looking at the floor. “Wow, now that’s an idea.” I give him a few moments to think, then he looks at me and speaks up again. “Where would we go?”
“I know a place in Fort Lauderdale. It’s a gay resort.”
“Oh, well, I obviously haven’t been to any place like that before…”
“…It’s a lot of fun! Ethan, my last boyfriend back in Raleigh, took me there. It was my first time going, and I had a blast! There’s lots to do down there—bars, clubs, and we can even walk along the beach if you want.”
“What kind of bars? Like, gay bars?”
“Well, yeah. They’re not that much different than straight bars, actually.”
“I don’t know…”
I shrug. “If we go somewhere and it’s not your thing, we can always leave and do something else.”
He tilts his head. “I mean, it sounds fun. And if you’re there with me, I don’t think it’ll be too bad.”
“It won’t be bad at all! We’ll have lots of fun, I promise.”
He sighs. “How far is it from here?”
I think for a second. “It’s about an eight hour drive.”
He nods. “All right. Kathy’s gonna hate me, but I’ll see if I can get Friday off—that way, we’ll be able to spend a decent amount of time down there.”
I take a sip of my beer. “That’s a fantastic idea. You think she’ll let me take Friday off as well?”
He shrugs. “I don’t see why not.”
“Do you think with the two of us asking for the same day off, she’d suspect there’s something going on between us?”
He thinks to himself for a moment. “Even if she does, she probably wouldn’t say anything. Or care. She tends not to ask lots of questions.” He cracks a half-smile. “Wow, a trip to a gay resort—I don’t think I could have ever imagined myself ever doing that.”
I smile. “This summer’s full of new experiences for us, it seems.”
“You can say that again.” We clink our beers. “To new experiences.”
I finish cooking the rice and we eat. After dinner, we go back to the living room and watch a show and play more video games. We sit close to one another, our thighs touching, and we occasionally wrap an arm around the other’s shoulder.
Soon, the activity and excitement from earlier in the day begins taking its toll, and it’s time to retire for the night. We take turns brushing our teeth, then walk to the bedroom. I keep all the lights dim as we help each other undress. I take the bottom of his shirt in my hands and lift it up and over his head, tossing it lightly onto the floor. After he does the same to mine, I unbutton and unzip his shorts, sliding them along with his underwear to the floor. He leans over as he pushes my shorts and boxers down, kissing my nipples while he’s bent down, then moves up until his lips meet mine. Both of us stand there, naked, and wrap our arms around each other.
These past two weeks have been extraordinary for me. Not only have I reconnected with someone I didn’t really get along with in high school, I’m also standing in the same room with him completely naked with absolutely zero space between us. If I think about it too hard, I get bewildered and perplexed, thinking how it’s all possible, so I just tell myself to stop thinking for a bit and just enjoy the pleasures and sensations of what’s happening right now.
We both lie down on the bed and make ourselves comfortable under the covers. He turns onto his back while I lie on my side, facing him. I place a hand on his chest and feel his beating heart and his chest rise and fall as he breathes. Soon, slumber takes him over, which is understandable, given he spent lots of energy racing in the water. Since I’m still awake for the time being, I start imagining all the fun times and experiences that lie ahead of us during our trip next weekend.
It can’t come too soon.
this early but......... 