I Thought I Knew - Book 1 and Book 2

[thermodynamics]

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OK...did I miss something about Jess?? Do we get to know what he "found?"

 

[Craiger]

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HR,

Well, there you have it. The ultimate of ultimates, the biggest cliffhanger I can think of. Good for you. The project has been excellent and I have, as everyone else, excitedly read and anticipated every chapter.

This last chapter was awesome. We wound up feeling and living the deep bond and love between Justin and Billy. The question of Jess, at least to me, is, whatever he has decided is where his life will take him. I do not need to know his decision because the only thing that matters is that he is happy and satisfied about himself. I know that most everyone else will ask that question first, but does it really matter? Again, as long as he lives the life that gives him happiness, that is most important. I wish him the best in his decision and respect him for it. Also, I wish the very best to Justin and Billy. I know that they will have their ups and downs as we all do, but from what I have read, they will have no difficulty in overcoming them.

You have done a superb job in bringing this to us and I thank you greatly for it.

Craiger

 

[muzakified]

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I must say the previous chapter with the 3way was super hottttt The details were so graphic that it just seemed I was in the same room watching the boys and myself silly!

Jess: I hope you find the answer that you are looking for. Whatever it may be, your personal happiness is what that matters most

Billy & Justin: The last chapter was the most romantic night between the 2 of you. You both belong to each other.

H.R: Thank You for the captivating storytelling and keeping your loyal 'hard readers' glued to the story all these months. Take a bow sir

Ahhhh, just like many others who would be lost without this story, I'm still looking forward to another great project from you...

 

[ukbrit]

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Nice chapter, but what about a final from Jess view point, has he made a choice??

 

[hardreader]

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OK. OK. OK.

Just as I knew would happen, you seem to want to know what Jess decided. It wasn't omitted by accident. We all knew you'd want an answer. So we're ready with your answer. Shortly, I will be posting Jess' answer to the repeated question, What did he learn from getting fucked by Justin and Billy? So just hold on to your . I'll be back with your answer ASAP.

And thanks for all the kind comments so far. One of my favorites was from muzakified when he wrote, "The details were so graphic that it just seemed I was in the same room watching the boys and myself silly!" I worked hard with the guys to really understand just what was going on between them. Both in their heads and physically. We took some rather unorthodox steps to make sure the descriptions were not only realistic, but as close to the actual event as possible. I can't say I didn't enjoy it. (Hint: Maybe someone will ask just how that worked.) I hate it when I'm reading about guys getting all worked up with each other and before I can really get off I can't figure out who's doing what to whom. It makes me loose my hard-on everytime. And that sucks.

Anyway, I hope there are a few more questions out there from you guys, something other than What did Jess decide. Everything is on the table. All you need do is ask.

QUESTIONS & ANSWERS​

If you have any questions concerning any aspect of I Thought I Knew, its characters, events, origins, impact, or whatever else is on your mind, send them to this story thread or to me or any of the guys via PM at JUB. Our JUB screen names are: hardreader, justinjeans, justjess and billycancum.

I will work with the guys or other appropriate people to answer each question and will post the questions and answers in this thread in the next month or so. If for some reason you wish your name withheld, please note that when you submit your question. All questions should be received by April 6, 2008. The guys all need to be focusing more on their studies and other interests.

Answers to your questions will be edited to protect the identities of the individuals described in the project, but all other issues will be answered as directly and honestly as possible.

Think hard about the questions you want to ask, because if you asks the right questions, a lot of interesting details could cum shooting out.

Thanks for reading. Stay happy and stay hard.

 

[hardreader]

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Your Question:

What about a final from Jess' view point, has he made a choice?? -- ukbrit

OK...did I miss something about Jess?? Do we get to know what he "found?" – thermodynamics

I have the same question as everyone else about Jess. – Matt18

Jess’ answer:

Please don’t take this personally. It's just that I hate these kinds of questions more than anything. But I told H.R. that I wanted to end the story the way it did. If people really thought they needed to know, I wanted them to have to ask. That way I could explain to them. I was afraid that any other way the story ended, people would put their label on me and be satisfied that they knew who and what I was. I’m sure they don’t really know me. I’m sure you don’t really know me. You can’t. I've never even met you!

Anyway, when I am forced to answer questions like “Are you gay or straight?”, I generally tell people that I’m straight. It’s the easiest answer, but it’s also closest to how I feel about myself most of the time.

If I’m at a party and feeling a little freer and I get asked, maybe after a beer or two, I might say, “Neither. I’m a hedonist. I take it where I can get it.” That might be even more accurate, but then I’m not really driven by sex the way I think the term “hedonist” suggests. If Justin or Billy were willing to do either guys or girls, with their crazy sex drives they’d be true hedonists. They’d be fucking anything that moved. That’s not me.

Since I got to college, I have mostly dated women. I feel most comfortable in a social setting dating women and when I think about having or wanting sex, it’s pretty much with women.

If I were in a room full of naked guys and girls, all of them wanting to have sex with me, I think I’d almost always end up with a girl. But if the room was only full of guys and I wanted to get off, I sure wouldn’t do it alone. Does that make sense? I hope so. Does it make me bi? I don’t think so.

I know from your comments that a lot of readers really wanted me to be gay and find a boyfriend and all. I know that's exactly how Billy felt. And that’s great. I really appreciate how much interest and concern you took in a kid from the burbs of Chicago who you’d never even met.

While I don’t have a steady girlfriend, or boyfriend, right now, I find that sex on campus comes very easily for me when I want it to. After everything I went through with Billy and Justin, Sam and Aretha, and one or two others H.R. didn’t talk about, I realized that I like sex. It makes you feel fantastic doing it and, once you get rid of the guilt baggage, it’s a lot of fun.

I also discovered that I have some things that I like in people. Things that attract me to certain people sexually. I don’t think I’m shallow, but I like them to be good looking in sort of a classic way. Not too far out or real trendy. Just natural good looks. I appreciate nice tits. And I know what I think makes for a good-looking dick. I want the people I go out with to be smart. I want them to be caring and sensitive. Sometimes there is a smell that people give off. I don’t really know quite how to describe it. It can be really subtle, but such a turn on. It’s like they smell sexy to me. I like that, of course.

I found I do have a real attraction to black women and have gone out with a few. Never with black men. Nothing against them. They just don’t get me hard. At least not so far.

I found that when I started going out with different people in college, all I pretty much needed to do was to be honest and straightforward about what I wanted to do in the way of sex. And I always make sure to ask them what they want to do. Like handjob, blowjob, whatever. I can almost always work something out. Girls give out blowjobs here easier than their phone numbers. Easier and quicker than guys do, I think. A lot of girls you don’t even need to ask.

And despite all the crap about gay guys giving the best blowjobs, there are a lot of girls who do it great. Not all of them, but I figure I can teach them what they don’t know. Of course, Justin, because I'm sure you're reading this, you're blowjobs are by far the best. You're a really close second, Billy.

So that would be my answer, but, you see, it’s never that simple. Because last semester I met a guy named Tolley. First name Tolley.

My date that night was supposed to be a girl I’d been dating and had started doing it with the past couple of times we went out. Anyway, we’d been hanging out earlier that day and she wanted to spend the night with me at my place instead of going to the party. But it was a birthday party for a friend and I really wanted to go. She got pissy and ended up not going at all.

So I’m at this party and having a good time. I see this one guy getting a beer. I think I noticed his plaid shorts first. I don't really know why, but I was immediately tuned into him. And a little turned on by him. He was small, but his body was perfectly proportioned. He had great hair. And he looked like a fun guy. Anyway, he just caught my attention and I decided I’d go get another beer. So I was standing next to him and I just introduced myself. We started talking and conversation just came so naturally between us.

Before you know it, it’s a couple of hours later and we’re just sitting there talking and drinking beers and getting to know each other. There was kind of a lull in the conversation and I wanted to ask him if he was gay. I know. I know. Don't give me shit. There are times I want to ask the question, too. That doesn't mean I don't hate the question. But I really wanted to know because I wanted to hit on him. But I already liked him enough that I didn’t want to piss him off in case he was straight, or just not into it.

Anyway, I ended up starting to ask and then stopped. Instead it came out like, “So are you . . . So what kind of name is Tolley anyway?”

He looked at me kind of funny, serious like. “It’s just a name my parents gave me. It’s what people call me. It's not anything . . . doesn’t mean anything . . . unless I answer to it.” I could tell he’d said much the same words a lot of times before. But I also felt like he knew the question I wanted to ask and had really answered it, too.

For a minute, I was afraid my question had soured things with him, but he came right back and was cool. We talked a little more and the music started to get real loud and people were getting drunk and obnoxious. So I asked him if he wanted to come by my room for a little while.

He said he could come by for an hour or so and we left together. When we got to my room, I turned on some music we’d been talking about and we both kicked back on my bed to listen.

When it was done, I turned and looked at him to ask how he liked it. He turned at the same time and our faces were really close together. It was one of those unplanned moments and he just kissed me. And I kissed him back. No tongue or anything. Just a kiss. Just for a few seconds or whatever.

Anyway, we lay back down on our backs side-by-side, not talking or anything. Finally he got up on one elbow, looking sort of down at me and asked why that had happened. I told him I didn’t care why it happened. It just did.

He asked me if I liked it and I said, “Yes and I’d like to do it again.”

So we started kissing and cuddling. I knew he was hard in his shorts, even though it didn't feel like he was as big as some other guys I'd been with. And he must have known I was hard, too. But neither of us was doing anything about that. It wasn’t like being with Billy or Justin. We just held each other and kissed on and off. And pressed our hard cocks against each other a little. Mostly just holding each other close.

Anyway, after about 30 minutes of this, he leans over me and really kisses me. Tongue and everything. And I kiss him right back. And a minute or two later, we’re still kissing and he starts getting all raggedy and I knew he was gonna cum. I just held him real tight and kept kissing him and he came right in his shorts. I could feel his warm cum on my thigh. And then feeling his cum leaking onto my leg, my nuts went tight and I came. We just both held each other. It was so cool. It wasn’t like sex I’d had before. It was just natural sex. The way I think it’s supposed to happen the first time. Completely effortless. But so warm. And friendly. I didn’t want him to leave.

About 15 minutes later, he said he had to go, but he left me his number.

I called him but we couldn’t get together for almost two weeks. When we did, it was like we were old friends and just settled into talking about anything. We were so natural together.

Most times we were together, we’d eventually get each other off. It wasn't like we jumped each other's bones everytime we saw each other. But in the time we were together, we'd usually get to a point where we'd just do mutual jerk-off kind of stuff. But always more intimate than I had thought of jerking off another guy could be. We almost always did it on my bed, listening to music we liked. Sort of like that first time. Once we did it in his room when his roommate was gone. But whatever, we’d just get into the music and then get into each other. And before you know it, his cum is rolling down over my hand and I’m shooting all over his chest or wherever. I can make kind of a mess that way, because I shoot really far, I guess. Anyway, that went on for about six weeks or so.

I liked what we’d been doing, but I really wanted to move things along. So one night I told him that I liked him a lot and wanted to do more with him. I think I told him I wanted to give him a blowjob. Considering the way girls give out blowjobs, it didn’t seem like a big step.

But Tolley got upset and said something like, “I’m not gay. Nobody is going to say I’m gay.”

I tried to tell him that gay was just a label. That a label didn’t make him anything. That getting a blowjob didn’t make him anything. But he couldn’t deal with it. He walked out and I never saw him again, except just walking around campus.

What we had was really good. But it got fucked up by labels and stereotypes. I think Tolley just couldn't deal with them. But no matter what anybody might call either one of us, we were good together. I think I should have told him that I loved him instead of saying I liked him. It would have freaked him out, but it would have been more honest. And it seems he was going to get freaked out by the whole gay label thing anyway.

It’s sort of like Billy had his limits with me and Justin in the early days. But with Tolley it screwed up what could have been and should have been a good thing.

What happened with me and Tolley proved to me that I had been right when I walked out of Justin’s room that night after Justin and Billy had helped me out by fucking me the way I asked. What I learned that night was that I had been living a stereotype based on a label people had put on me. And that I'd let, maybe even helped, them put it on me. They thought just like I had that the label -- being gay or straight or whatever -- that it would explain who and what I was.

And when I went to figure out if that label was right or wrong by having Justin and Billy fuck me, I realized I planned on replacing someone else’s label with a label of my own. And that wouldn’t have been any better.

So I’m sorry I made H.R. end the story without answering your question. But for me, the answer to the question doesn’t really tell you anything about me at all.

Sure, some of you are going to say, “He’s probably bi.” But how much does that tell you about me. No more than labeling me gay or straight.

I’m really glad I had the opportunity to write this and hope it’s helpful to someone somewhere.

That’s enough of this serious shit. You guys need to go get your rocks off. I do, too. It’s been an amazing experience.

And, Tolley, if by any chance you’re reading this, I really miss you.

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I hope that answers what was certainly the most obvious question left hanging at the end of this project. Please send any other questions you have to us and we'll get busy working on an answer.

Thanks again for the great feedback. Keep it cumming, guys!

 

[GrayFox]

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Bad things seem to go on forever and ever. Good things always end too quickly. This story is one of the later. BTW. Where does HR fit in all of this?

 

[TheMan4]

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Wow.

Jess- Wow, what did u just writing, it was very powerful to us, readers, i am happy as long ur happy too. U are right, i never met u and really know u, but since i read this project. i know u through lot, not sure if ur gay or straight or whatever, i did through same thing...and it is not easy to do it.

Billy- Congrats with ur relationship with Justin. I am glad to hear u love Justin. I wish u good luck with Justin. I know u will have many emotions about ur relationship but u will always have Justin and Jess as ur friends.

Justin- Congrats with ur relationship with Billy. it is wonderful to heard u have good life so far. it make me happy because since i read this from very beginning to end, u has through lot like Billy and Jess has. And u have Billy and Jess with u all way. it is wonderful that u have true friends. like i have 2 true friends with me all way.

HR- wow, u has time to writing for us, it is really great to read ur story. ur story make me thinking lots. and,it make me to understand myself who is me. ur story will be always my best story. i hope u continue writing more stories. Thanks

And now, I WISH YOU GUYS GOOD LUCK!

 

[thermodynamics]

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Jess, I'm glad you've found who you are. To the rest..Thanks for a wonderful story, both in , and in ,

 

[Craiger]

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Jess,
Wisdom comes with experience and you have now witnessed many aspects of life and sexuality. Good for you to have learned that labels and stereotypes are just words. They can never truly define a person. The opportunities that life gives us and how we act upon them are what give us our identities. You have given us more knowledge about you by the compassionate and honest answer you have posted. Congratulations on knowing and trusting yourself through the wisdom that you have gained.

Justin & Billy,
The same may be said for you also. The only thing the two of you need to label is the love that you have for one another. The trust and honesty of your relationship is what is of utmost importance. Congratulations to you both for your commitment to each other.

HR,
You have done well in the directing and writing of this unique story. Not many people would want their lives laid out so explicitly, but you have used extreme sensitivity in your writing yet still helping us to live the scenes as they played out. Hot scene I may add, but true to the way these three individuals learned and experienced their lives. Congratulations on a job very well done.

Craiger

 

[harry113]

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Thank you Guys. Through HR's great writing you have bared your innermost thoughts & feelings to us in such an incredible manner.

HR, Thank you for your wonderful & imaginative writing. More stories from your pen will be most welcome!!

Billy & Justin, Thank you for baring (literally) yourselves in such a manner. May you have a long lasting & loving relationship.

Jess, Thank you for allowing us to witness your struggle to find yourself. Our society has a strange penchant for fitting everyone into little boxes! The truth is, of course, that each one of us is an individual. Very few fit the stereotype and you have recognised this. So sorry things didn't work out with Tolley. I hope you have an enjoyable future.
Harry

 

[jaydizzo]

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Jess- Thank you for putting to words how you really feel. You put it in a most elegant way ive ever read. our society is stuck on labels. I agree most of us do not know you but just reading what u wrote i feel that i ahve gotten to know you even more than i had during the story. I hope one day u do find the right person for you and im sure it will be great. Im sorry things didnt work out for you and tolley but one day Mr. or Ms. right will come and it will be great. I hope everything works out for you in the end. Also your are a great friend helping billy throughout the whole story. You are a great and thoughtful person, I wish only the best for you. thank you

Billy and Justin- That last chapter beautiful in so many ways. the love you have for eachother is so great and what an excelletn way to express it. I wanna thank you guys for helping Jess thru his times. granted there were hard times but you two are the best friends that friends could be for Jess. U both did sometging i dont even know i could do myself (and BTW it was a hot read too). Also I wish nothing but the best for your relationship. You are both great people and I know you will continue to watch over eachother and Jess too. thank you.

Hardreader- I want to say that was one of the best endings to a story i have ever read. Cliffhanger of all cliffhangears. Your writing style through this whole story has been magnificent. You are a very gifted writer and I hope you continue to write, cause damnit ur good at it. I wanna thank you for putting this story into words for us to read. You are a great writer and i am sure an even better person. thank you

As a whole I wanna thank you guys all for your story. It has helped me understand myself and helped me get off also. the story had some many feelings wrapped up in it and it was just so great. Hands down One of the top five stories in general I have ever read. Thank you guys once again you guys rock. Many nights i was sad, happy, and horny because of all of you.

Questions-

Grayfox asked this too but how did you meet the guys and how did this project originally come to be?

How far behind in real life did this story actually take place?

the title of this story fits so well, did you come up with it before writing?

As a whole i just wanna say I Thought I Knew. So fitting for this story and for life in general. We never know until we try right.

 

[hardreader]

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Your Questions:

Where does HR fit in all of this? – GrayFox

How did you meet the guys and how did this project originally come to be? -- jaydizzo

H.R.’s answer:

First, I have to say, had you asked me this question a little over two years ago, I would have told you that such a project could never happen. Had never happened. Would never happen. One more reason to call this project, "I Thought I Knew."

To make any sense of these questions, let me start by explaining a few things .The events described in this project appear to take place over the course of a couple of months at most. They actually took place over the course of more than a year. I decided fairly early on in the writing process that the story would read better if there were no long lapses of time passing when not much really happened.

Here are a couple of examples:

The story starts off as Billy sees Jess talking furtively to Justin on a Tuesday at school. Wednesday, Jess meets secretly with Justin to ask him how to know if he (Jess) is gay. On Thursday, Billy confronts Justin behind the school. In real time, almost a week passed between Jess and Justin’s first exchange at school and their secret meeting behind a fast food joint. It was then more than a week before Billy decided to confront Justin. So about two weeks was condensed into two days.

And then there is the time when Jess decided that Justin was just trying to take sexual advantage of Billy and him. Remember, he ordered Billy not to see Justin anymore. In the story that lasted about a week; in real time it was closer to three months.

I think condensing time helped the story move right along, but it had a couple of downsides as well. It makes it look as though the guys were far more impulsive than they really were. They actually did stop and talk and think about some of theses decisions more than it may appear, although I have tried to include all the important decision making moments. The squeezed timeline also makes the guys look less smart. In the story, these guys spend more time having sex than studying. In real life, they are all smart, hard-working students.

So how do I fit into all this? It started just after the events of the first few chapters of the story. Justin was working at A&F, where he had been hired by Mike. I was an old friend of Mike’s. As Mike liked to do, he invited two people who didn’t know each other to join him for lunch. It was his way of introducing his friends to each other. And he knew that I might like Justin. Justin really is my type.

But the day he invited Justin and me to join him for pizza, Mike failed to show for reasons I can’t remember now. Anyway, Justin and I figured out we were both waiting in this pizza joint for the same guy and decided to go ahead and have lunch together. As Mike had suspected, we hit it off really well. In the course of that lunch, Justin told me (without mentioning names or anything) about his secret meeting with Jess behind Arby’s. Probably because I’m older than he is, he asked me for some advice. We talked for about two hours. When we were getting ready to leave, I gave him my phone number and said we should get together again.

Because I like to write, I thought the meeting between Jess and Justin might make for a good short story. That night I wrote down the story as best I could remember it in outline form and filed it away.

A couple of weeks later Justin called and asked if we could meet for dinner somewhere. He had more of the story to tell me. And he again wanted some advice. So we met again and Jess told me about his first meeting with Billy; Billy cumming on him as they rode Justin’s scooter and . . . well, you guys know that story already. Try reading it again. I think you’ll find it’s still pretty damn hot!

We fell into meeting sort of regularly, with Justin telling me what was going on in his life with Jess and Billy and me writing notes and filing them. After awhile, I told Justin I was taking notes. I explained that I started off wanting to just write a fictional short story. But the more I heard, the more I thought this could be something even bigger. Maybe a magazine article on the problems gay guys have coming out in conservative Chicago suburbs.

I told Justin that if he wanted me to I’d destroy my notes or give them to him. He surprised me and said he thought it would make a great story. So our meetings continued.

When Billy started to get more comfortable with Justin and the whole idea of gay sex, Justin told Billy about me and my proposed writing project. Both Justin and I thought Billy would be furious and that we’d have to reassure him it would all be anonymous. But Billy thought it was a cool idea. He saw it as mostly a story about Justin, who had come out so easily, and his best friend Jess, who was struggling. Billy still didn’t think he was gay.

So Justin introduced Billy to me. Billy started telling me the same story, but from his point of view. This went on for months before Justin and Billy told Jess. That was not an easy sell. At first he reluctantly agreed that it was OK for them to talk to me, but he refused. It was sometime later before he and I finally met and he started talking as well.

Throughout this, I’d been taking notes, but I also started taping some discussions and asking the guys to try to keep diaries. In the end I used all three to write the story.

I had no idea until fairly far along that I wasn’t going to write it as a straight magazine story, but as an unusual piece of erotica. That happened one day when Billy was at my place after school. He was telling me about the night before when Justin and he were going at it pretty good. It’s not a night that is even covered in the project. But Justin and Billy had been at Justin’s basically passing their time giving each other blowjobs. It was one of those times when Billy started to get quite graphic and detailed about what they’d done. How Justin’s cock looked. How it felt. How his cum tasted and smelled. And about how it felt to have Justin’s cock in his mouth. It was all so new and fresh to him and his excitement came through so clearly as he described it to me

I was taping this session and hadn’t realized that I had started basically jerking myself off through my shorts as Billy talked. When I did, I guess I looked really embarrassed and Billy just said, “It’s OK with me. You can jerk off while I tell you.”

I was hesitant because I didn’t want things to get out of hand. But I decided it would be OK and opened my shorts and let my hard cock stand hard and free. Of course, Billy being Billy, he wanted a good look because at that point he hadn’t had much experience with hard cocks other than his and Jess’ and Justin’s. So he looks at it up close and then asks can he touch it.

Just like any good porn story, I say sure. So he starts feeling it so carefully. Examining it. Squeezing gently. Giving a little tug. Just fascinated by it. Finally, afraid I may cum in his hand, because I’m getting really close, I tell him he better get back to telling his story.

So he gets back to talking about how it feels to have his cock in Justin’s mouth. How hot and wet it feels. The way Justin does his tongue around Billy’s cockhead. And I can’t stop. I can’t help it. Might nuts were pulled up tight and, as Jess says these day, I got "raggedy." I just barely got my shirt pulled up before I blew a huge load all over my chest.

I guess I cum different than anything Billy had seen before. I tend to cum with one very big blast that explodes out and usually flies about nipple high. Then the rest of my cum just sort of dribbles. I cum a lot – not as much as Billy and Justin – and my cum is really thick, white looking and smells pretty sweet.

Of course, Billy wanted to put his fingers in my cum. Sample its consistency. Smell. Taste. The works. It was a pretty hot experience for me to have this young, hot, jock kid first playing with my cock and then playing in my cum. It wasn’t anything I hadn’t done before with guys, but Billy is quite a turn on for me.

After that, I started to have a completely different idea of what the story could be. It was a few more weeks before I explained what I had in mind. But this was before Jess had gone to Iowa or any of that, so I only had this idea of what the story might end up being.

Justin and Billy were enthusiastic and Jess much less so, but he did agree.

I started actually writing the early chapters, not knowing the ending. As I wrote, I realized how much I wanted to capture the freshness and excitement that Billy had brought to his storytelling. Descriptions so hot I couldn’t help but blow a load. But so real it was like you were there.

I tried some different techniques and got closer and closer. I was inspired by starlight70’s writing in Ryan And Me, And Ethan. But the more I tried to get it just right, the more I realized I needed to be closer to the experience. So the next time I met with Justin, I asked him if he thought it would be OK for me to see a little first-hand. I felt I needed to see each of the guy’s cocks fully soft to raging hard. Touch them as their cocks hardened. See how they came. How much. How far. The smell. Even the taste. Just as Billy had done to me.

He said he’d talk to Billy and Jess and get back to me. Eventually, all three agreed. By then Jess was talking with me some. And as I did the next interviews with each, they jerked off for me and stuff. I swear it was research, but I also have to say that with both Justin and Billy I couldn’t resist jerking off as they did. And when I saw Jess suck his own dick and cum in his mouth, it fueled my dreams for many nights.

Eventually, I saw Billy and Justin kissing. Exchanging blowjobs and handjobs. But never fucking. On several occasions, they did re-enact having sex, sort of soft-porn style, naked but without actually fucking. I needed to see that so that I could give an accurate description of what was going on. It made a huge difference. It completely changes the intensity, the visual clarity and the sensual nature of it all.

Many of you have commented on how the descriptions made you feel like you were in the room. Now you know why.

Anyway, when Jess came back from Iowa and got fucked by Justin and Billy, I knew the story had found its ending.

Even though I had pretty much completed the first 10 chapters by then and outlined 10 more, there was a lot of work left to be done. And it seemed almost every time I went to write a scene I needed more input from the guys. They were great about it all.

As you can imagine, we all grew to be extremely close friends throughout this. No, we didn’t have sex. And I always told my partner exactly what was happening. I can’t say it never strained relations, but in the end I think we both agree it was a great boost to our own sex lives. We determined to put some of that original spark back into our time together.

I hope that answers your questions. We'll have more questions and answers in the days ahead.

 

[TheMan4]

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HR, thanks for answer questions. I understand how i cumming every time i read this story! Great Job!

Questions

- I dont know if i miss it, Justin and Billy still together?
- Jess, why u cant talk to Tolley and work thing out?
-HR, u did said u have partner, he does read this story? He likes it? Im curious!

Thanks (u dont need to answer all if its personal question)

 

[muzakified]

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OK. OK. OK.

And thanks for all the kind comments so far. One of my favorites was from muzakified when he wrote, "The details were so graphic that it just seemed I was in the same room watching the boys and myself silly!"

Can't help it H.R... you did such a phenomal job Thanks for sharing your side of the story.

Jess: I agree with you that labels are just labels. One does not have to conform what society expects from them but just to be happy with oneself. I hope you sort things out with Tolley.

 

[hardreader]

Re: I Thought I Knew

Your Question:

So.. wht's ya next project?! -- muzakified

H.R.'s Answer:

I am toying around with a couple of different things.

The Museum:

The story about a young man who takes a job as a security guard in a small museum while he is trying to finish college. It turns out most of the security staff is gay and so are a number of prominent patrons. There are lots of temptations. And since he has a committed partner, he’s trying not to succumb to those temptations. Well, maybe a little. Soon he starts to really like the work and the people he’s working with and begins to question whether he really needs to finish college. So he finds himself in this internal conflict -- sort of a three-way -- with work, school and boyfriend. What are his priorities and how and what will he decide.

The Business

The story of a young business student in a big city college. Through a couple of misunderstandings, he goes out on a date with a much older and very successful businessman who the student thinks is a potential mentor. Turns out the businessman thinks the student’s just an escort. But this turn of events puts an idea in the kid’s head and next thing you know he’s building his own escort business, using friends to bring in the big bucks and the businessman to refer him clients. The problem is, he’s “using” his friends and that really bothers him, particularly for a couple of special friends.

And last but not least,

‘tween The Twins – Book Two of I Thought I Knew

It would be a semi-fictional account of events following Book One, which you have hopefully already read and memorized. As you might have guessed from the title, the twins would be major characters, along with Ted. Billy and Justin have smaller roles. Jess is mostly absent. The outline of the story will faithfully follow their real lives, but I have realized that to do another project like I Thought I Knew is not realistic. None of us has that much time. So I would be given the liberty to use my imagination to fill in a lot of the detail, dialog and action.

I have a small sample. It’s an early draft of the beginning of the first chapter:

Chapter 1
From Ted’s viewpoint​

I’d been walking around in a T-shirt and cutoff sweats since I finally struggled out of bed about 1 p.m. that Sunday. My head was aching. I guess I was really hung over. I didn’t remember all that much about the party at H.R.’s the night before. But for some reason, as soon as I woke up, I did remember that I had invited the twins to stop by before they headed back to school.

My folks had been gone for four days and I’d steadily let the house fill up with my stuff, pretty much just leaving my shit wherever it fell. I’m not usually like that, but I’d been feeling like a slob since my folks left. And maybe a little sorry for myself, too. Now I had to try to get the place back together.

I wandered around, picking up four days worth of my dropping. As I moved about, I could feel my cock hanging heavy in my loose-fitting sweats. I loved the feel of it swinging between my legs. Brushing against the soft fabric. Staying sort of semi-hard. Walking around this way wasn’t all that different than slow-jacking myself. It kept me feeling good. I should have been happy that at least one part of my body felt good. The rest of me sure felt like crap.

I thought about taking a quick break to toss my load, but quickly remembered the twins were coming over. That somehow convinced me that maybe I ought to just wait. My cock was feeling good and, just in case something did develop with the twins, I wanted a full load on. So I let it hang.

After about an hour of my half-hearted clean-up effort, I finally flopped down on the sofa. I didn’t know what I’d been thinking about for the past hour. My brain was mostly still asleep. But now that I was sitting down, I realized I not only couldn’t remember what I’d just been thinking about, I could hardly remember anything after the first hour or two of the party the night before. Anything except . . .

I remembered dancing on . . . No that couldn’t be right. In my mind I could picture myself up on a bar. Dancing. Guys crowding around. Cheering me on. Like I was a stripper or something. But H.R. doesn’t have a bar. Did we go someplace else? Or maybe I just dreamt it. It was all so foggy and my head didn’t feel like trying to sort it out just then. My poor brain was still throbbing from my hangover. What the hell had I been drinking? Or smoking? No more, I swore. Whatever it was, never again.

Then, just as it had when I first awoke, another memory of the twins came clearly into my mind. We were just inside the door to H.R.’s condo. The twins were standing side-by-side, right in front of me. They were hugging me. Thanking me. None of us were wearing shirts and one of them, I don’t have a clue which, was leaning against me. Like rubbing against me. His body was covered in sweat. His chest. His hips. Against mine. I could remember the feel of him. The heat of him.

And I remembered him kissing my ear. Running his wet, warm tongue around it. In it. I remember moving my ear away, but not so far as to stop him. Just teasing him. Taunting. Playing some sort of game, as his brother, his identical brother, leaned in and whispered in my other ear, “See you tomorrow before we leave.” He gave me a little peck on the cheek. After that the memory became murkier, but I think he squeezed my crotch. And, if he did, that would have been hot. One twin kissing me. One squeezing my dick. Even through my jeans. Those guys were hot. I could see why Justin was so “fond” of them. I would be too.

And now through the fog of my hangover, it seemed to me that they were coming to see me. God, I hoped they hadn’t come before I woke up. Could I have slept through them coming? Or, maybe even worse, just dreamed that whole exchange by H.R.’s door.

If they’d already come by, I would have heard them ring the doorbell. Wouldn’t I? I hoped to fuck I would have. I didn’t want to have cleaned up the place if they were already gone. And, I realized, that thinking about them had made my semi-hard dick a lot harder. I looked down and was surprised, but pleased, to see the enormous tent I was pitching. Stretching out those old cutoff sweats. My dick was pushing them straight out. And I’ve got a lot of dick to push with. Something told me that there was a possibility of something more with the twins. That what happened at the door last night was just a preview to some feature attraction yet to come. Today? I didn’t know. My mind just couldn’t focus.

Damn, I wished I could remember what had happened last night. How it happened that the twins were coming to my house today. What had they said? What had they done? And then my mind made a painful leap. What had I said? What were they expecting? Why was it so clear in my mind that they were coming? And why did it make my dick twitch every time I thought about it. Especially since . . . Suddenly my mind had made another leap . . . I suddenly realized I didn’t even know how I’d gotten home.

I got up . . . too fast. The room started to go wobbly under my feet. My head started spinning. I had to sit down. I waited until the room seemed steady and got up more slowly. I stood still, testing my balance. But I needed to see if my car was in the garage. I took a step. The ground seemed solid enough. I walked to the service door and leaned my head through to see if my car was there. No such luck. The garage was empty.

I looked out the front picture window. Nothing. Finally I went to the front door to see if I’d pulled right up to the garage door and just couldn’t see the car from inside the house. As I stepped outside, I realized my cock was still making a display of itself. The lady across the street had just come out to walk her dog. She smiled and waved. I waved back trying to act as though everything was OK. My dick was so hard; I probably could have waved at her with it, too. How could she not be noticing my boner poking against my cutoff sweats? I don’t know what came over me, but I decided to go ahead and make my dick twitch just to make a point. Too bad. She was already heading down the sidewalk, paying no attention to me or my hard-on.

My car! I suddenly remembered why I was outside in the first place. I turned, half expecting to see my car there in our driveway. Safe and sound. But no! It wasn’t there either. I headed inside and sat down on the sofa. Leaned my head back. Closed my eyes and let my mind go back to oblivion. It didn’t take long. I must have gone sound asleep sitting there.

* * *

So that’s where I am right now. But don’t get too excited, because as you can tell from how I approached I Thought I Knew, I don’t want to start posting anything until I am sure I can finish it. It could be a long wait for my next project. Something like The Museum could take several months at least. Book Two could take six months or more.

Let me know what you think of any or all of that. I’d be interested as to where you guys think I should invest my spare time. But as soon as this Q&A period is done, I’m gonna take a little break. I want to do some reading and spend more time with my boyfriend. We need a little more time together to "practice our skills." Or to be more to the point, we're gonna suck and fuck and cum till we can't no more.

 

[muzakified]

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Woah HR... all 3 stories are hottttt ! Ok, ok I know... I'm a dawg

You're right, you need to spend ya well deserved break with ya boyfriend

Lookin forward to hear from you sometime soon

 

[hardreader]

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Billy, Happy Birthday
to you!​

-- H.R. and all your friends at I Thought I Knew​

 

[GrayFox]

Re: I Thought I Knew

Thank you for answering my question so graphically. Splat!

 

[BillyCanCum]

Re: I Thought I Knew

hr -- Thanks for remembering my birthday. I was so surprised when I signed on to JUB and saw it. We'll drink a beer in your honor tonight. J has warned me not to get too drunk cause he says there's a lot of "stuff" he wants to do "for me" when we get home. I've been saving my cum for two days, so he fucking well better. But I know J and I'll get what I like best and right where I like it.

About tthe question where you told about jacking a load while I was telling you part of my story that first time. why didn't you tell them I jerked a load, too. That was so hot seeing you cum the first time. It really blew my nut. For all you guys reading this, I don't know if hr forgot that part or what, but he was really hot stroking his cock and he got me really cranked. Maybe he's shy.

Love you hr. Take care and we'll talk soon.