I Thought I Knew - Book 1 and Book 2

[Toddxxx]

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Great writing and fantastically erotic. You get me stroking my cock with each chapter. Thanks!

 

[ukbrit]

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Poor Jess seems to be just a bit part in this story now, its about time Jess gets some loving I am really feeling sad for the guy.
Some how I think that Billy is going through a " kid in a candy shop " time at the moment and that he will relize how close he really is to Jess
Come on Jess.

 

[Paulo68]

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Crikey...Hasn't Billy blown the closet doors right off.
Looking forward to more.
Great writing HR.

 

[hardreader]

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The feedback from the last chapter has been great, but it feels like the pressure is really on me now. I have been working on these last two chapters for weeks. Unfortunately I have lots and lots of notes from all three guys from a whole bunch of different interviews at different times. I've tried putting them together so many different ways to try to capture just how this whole thing goes when Jess comes back. And, off course, Jess does come back in tomorrow's chapter. You won't be disappointed!

The way I've got it set right now . . . and it could still change . . . it looks like the final chapter next week will be in six parts. Fair warning, some of them are quite short. I'm not sure how to pace it. Maybe one each day like with other multi-part chapters. Maybe not. And, remember, I'm still trying to get it just right, so everything could still change.

But I'm pretty set for tomorrow. It's one long part. Then you'll have to wait a week. So patience, please. Or use the time to write another comment or two.

Paulo68 -- "Crikey...Hasn't Billy blown the closet doors right off. Looking forward to more. Great writing HR." I don't know what "Crikey" is but I do think Billy's closet doors are pretty much off their hinges at this point. BTW, I know what you and your bf like in a story. You won't want to miss this ending. The guys will make you happy . . . and you know what that means.

ukbrit -- "Poor Jess seems to be just a bit part in this story now, its about time Jess gets some loving I am really feeling sad for the guy. Some how I think that Billy is going through a " kid in a candy shop " time at the moment and that he will realize how close he really is to Jess. Come on Jess." Thanks for the comments. It's always nice to get a new voice joining in. It sounds like you've been reading in the shadows. A secret Jess/Billy fan? You, too, should find this finale an eye-opener.

Toodxxx -- "Great writing and fantastically erotic. You get me stroking my cock with each chapter. Thanks" I know you've only recently started reading "I Thought I Knew," so it may be awhile until you get this far. I hope you've been pacing yourself. And thanks for cumming along for the ride.

Harry113 -- "Please tell us about poor Jess, hope he was having fun while all this was happening!" After you read Chapter 28, you can tell us whether you think Jess was having fun or not.

TheMan4 -- "OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!! What a fucking hot story!!!" As excited as you seem to have gotten over the last chapter, you might want to have an ambulance on standby when you read the next one. And get a checkup with your doctor to make sure you're healthy enough to read the finale.

Kyanimal and kcm17480 -- Your wait is almost over, guys. Hang in there just a little longer. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Matt18 -- "Im really going to miss this story and hope you write more after its done." I've got to finish this one before I can think seriously about the next story. But thanks for the enthusiasm. You've been a great reader. I just hope we've kept you hard all these months. Now go study!

 

[hardreader]

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I decided I'd better get this chapter posted while I could. I've been having some computer issues. So to avoid delay, here's the next to final chapter.

Chapter 28
From Jess’ viewpoint​

On the trip back home from Iowa, all I could think about was what how much I had to tell Billy. And Justin. What would they think? Would they even believe me? I still was having a hard time believing it myself. I’d been gone less than a week and my whole world had been turned upside down . . . again. When was this ever gonna stop?

We got home Saturday about 6 p.m. As soon as I was in the privacy of my own room, I called Billy on his cell phone. I was surprised to find him at home and alone.

“I can’t believe you aren’t with Justin. I thought sure I’d find the two of you together. Is everything OK?” I asked.

“Yeah. He’s got to work until 8,” Billy said. “I’m gonna meet him at his house after he gets off work.”

“I’ve got something I’ve got to talk to you about. You aren’t going to believe what’s happened to me. It’ll blow your mind,” I said, knowing that would get Billy’s attention.

Billy started trying to get me to tell him right then and there what had happened, but I had this picture in my mind of me telling the two of them face to face. I wanted to see their expressions when I told them.

Suddenly it occurred to me that I hadn’t asked how the week had gone for him after the big meeting at Ted’s house. When I asked him, he said everything seemed to be cool. But coming out of the closet hadn’t quite resolved everything he’d expected. I wanted to hear all about it, but face-to-face would be better for that, too. And we could do that, I figured, before Justin got home.

Billy told me to meet him at Justin’s about 8:30, but I told him I couldn’t wait that long. I’d been waiting to talk for days. I was going crazy to talk to someone. So we agreed to meet at Justin’s at 7:30.

Billy said Justin’s parents wouldn’t mind. “They probably aren’t even there. I’ve been practically living over there this week anyway. I’ve got my own key, so we’ll be able to get in. See ya soon,” Billy said.

In about an hour, I pulled up in front of Justin’s. Billy was sitting on a bench by the front door waiting for me. He had called Justin at work to tell him I was back and coming over. And he’d learned Justin’s folks weren’t home. Billy let us in and we headed up to Justin’s room. That felt so odd.

Once in Justin’s room, with the door closed, I jumped right in with my questions, starting out just as I had spent the past hour planning it. I asked Billy all about the guys and how they were reacting. Was anyone giving him a hard time? Had Terry continued to be a jerk? Had Billy told his parents yet? Did Justin’s parents know? Was Billy finally acknowledging Justin at school?

Billy seemed to be intent on answering each question as briefly as possible. He followed each answer to one of my questions by asking about my news. I just kept saying, “I’ll get to that. But you first.”

Finally, after about 20 minutes, Billy could wait no more. He refused to answer another question until I told him my news.

“We should wait for Justin,” I said. That may sound weird, because just a little earlier I couldn’t wait to tell somebody . . . anybody . . . my news. But the imagining and the doing weren’t the same. In my imagination, Billy and Justin were both there to hear my story. I really wanted to stall Billy until Justin got home.

“No, you gotta tell me now,” he said. I flashed him my special smile, the one I saved just for him. He smiled back and then surprised me by pulling me into a big bear hug. “I knew it. I just knew it.”

“Knew what?” I asked.

“You made it with your cousin, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t imagine how he knew about that.

“I could tell by your fucking smile, dude. You got some and it shows. You’re a fucking man now! So tell me all about it. It’s great, isn’t it? Did you nail him? Or did he fuck you? Or both?” he asked. “God fucking damn, this is great!” And then he started demanding details. Asking endless questions.

I tried to tell him that that wasn’t what I had come to talk to him about, but he kept asking things. How cute was he? Did he have a big dick? Did he cum a lot? How many times did we do it? How did it happen? Was it better than with him and Justin? He wasn’t even waiting for answers. He was just peppering me with questions.

Finally I took a deep breath, resigned to the fact that the conversation wasn’t going anywhere until I first told Billy about Sam and me. So here’s my story, as I told it, or tried to tell it, to Billy:

When we got to my uncle’s house, we were all exhausted. We’d had some car problems and had ended up not getting there until almost noon on Tuesday. I hadn’t slept the whole time. We all stunk so bad I was surprised they let us in the house.

After the car was fixed, I’d ended up driving most of the way. My dad finally got at least some sleep in the car.

Because I’d done most of the driving, it was decided that I could take the first shower and then take a nap in Sam’s room, where I’d be staying. Sam had grown up a lot since I last saw him, but . . .

“I bet he fucking had! So was he hot? What did he look like?” Billy started quizzing me about Sam again. Still, he gave me no chance to answer.

“Shut up and I’ll tell you everything. In good time. Sam’s OK looking. He’s smaller than me, but got an OK build. Anyway, back to my story, he had to go . . .”

“Is he hung like a fucking horse?” Billy again. “I bet he’s really hung.”

I gave Billy a stern look and answered him with silence. Finally I started back with my story.

Sam had to go pick up something they needed for the reception they were going to have after the funeral the next day. So I was going to have a quiet room to myself for a little while and that sounded perfect to me.

So my new aunt . . .

“The black one? Right?” Billy interrupted again.

“Yes, the black one,” I told him.

Anyway, she showed me to the bathroom and gave me a towel. First thing I tried to do when I got inside was to lock the door. No lock! Who doesn’t have a lock on their bathroom door?

“You were gonna jerk off, weren’t ya?”

“Of course, I was gonna jerk off. I hadn’t gotten off a load in like forever.”

Billy just kept interrupting. But I began again.

So I checked the shower to see if it offered any privacy in case anyone walked in on me jerking off. Just my luck, there was a clear glass door on the shower stall that stood directly opposite the bathroom door. If somebody walked in on me working my cock, there’d be no hiding it.

“But you jerked off anyway, didn’t ya?” I ignored Billy’s question.

I really wanted to take care of the load I’d been building up since the morning before, but I just wasn’t sure I wanted to do it in an unlocked bathroom in a strange house full of too many people.

I stripped and stepped under the warm water. It felt so good as I started to soap up. I tried, but I couldn’t keep my hands away from my cock. I stayed about half hard the whole time. It was even worse when I started to dry off. I couldn’t seem to stop giving a little extra attention to my cock and balls. And that action just kept adding to my frustration.

“Cool. I love it when my cock is like that. So turned on that any little touch gets it hard,” Billy said. “Being fucking horny is great. I love being a guy.”

I just stopped talking. Making it clear that these constant interruptions were only slowing me from getting to the good parts he so desperately wanted to hear.

Finally, I wrapped my towel around my waist and looked at myself in the mirror. I stood stock still, watching myself. I could see my half-hard cock twitching under the towel, but eventually it seemed to give up and went limp enough that I thought I could get to Sam’s bedroom without embarrassment.

I made it down the hall with no one seeing me and quickly opened the door and went inside. As I closed the door I could see something . . . something on TV that looked like . . . my god, it was. It was two guys going at it in a field.

“What was that?” Billy interrupted again.

“Just shut up and let me tell the story. OK?”

“OK,” Billy said.

“I tried to make sense of why there was gay porn playing . . .”

“Gay porn?”

Another long pause and a dirty look. Finally I continued again.

. . . why there was gay porn on the TV in an empty bedroom. It was like I was in a dream.

“Jess, if this turns out to be a fucking dream, I’m gonna beat your fucking ass until . . .”

“It’s not a fucking dream. Do you want me to tell you what happened or not?”

He nodded and after a long pause I continued.

As I was trying to figure out why there was porn showing on TV in Iowa of all places, I heard a voice from behind the door saying, “Goddamnit, close the door, you idiot.”

I quick stepped all the way in the room and closed the door, revealing Sam leaning back against the headboard on his bed jacking his cock, which I’m sure you’ll be only too glad to hear, was already quite hard.

“What are you doing?” I asked. It must have sounded pretty stupid. Like I didn’t know he was beating off.

“What does it look like I’m doing. I’m jerking off,” Sam said to me.

“In the middle of the day? With the door unlocked? Anyone could walk in. I just did,” I said, trying to sound logical and helpful. Not judgmental. Or disapproving.

“Nobody but you is going to walk into this room. You can take that to the bank,” Sam said and he swung his legs over the edge of the bed so he was sitting facing me. His hard-on was still firmly in hand. But he’d stopped jerking off.

“You’re not even supposed to be here. You’re supposed to be . . . “

“Fuck that. Somebody else can get that shit,” Sam said. I was speechless for a moment.

Finally my mind caught up to reality and I asked, “But you knew I was taking a shower and gonna walk in, didn’t you? So how come you’re sitting here with your dick in your hand and that,” I said and kind of nodded toward the porn movie, “porn on the TV?”

“What’s the big deal?” Sam asked me right back. “If it freaks you out, you’ll have to find somewhere else to sleep. I don’t have to share my bed with some homophobe. If it doesn’t freak you out, well then, maybe sharing my bed could get interesting.” With that little quip, he squeezed his dick hard, making the head swell obscenely and a clear drop of pre-cum form at the tip. I couldn’t help but notice. And stare.

I could tell Billy wanted to interrupt again. As a matter of fact I was drawing this out now just to piss him off. But I raised my finger to my lips like a librarian telling a kid to be quiet or something like that.

Then I went back to my story.

“So is this gonna be a problem?” Sam asked me kind of like a challenge.

This was not the Sam I had met from time to time through the years. He wasn’t very tall. Maybe 5’7”. But he had muscles. Particularly in his shoulders and biceps. I figured he must be a lifter. His abs weren’t developed, but he had a good lean body for a kid who was only . . .

“How old are you?”

“Plenty old enough, in case you’re worried about getting in trouble,” Sam said defensively.

“Eighteen?” I asked.

“Sure, 18. Whatever works for you.”

“Look, I don’t care. I don’t care if your 18 or 8. I don’t care if you’re straight or gay or bi,” I told Sam. “It’s all fine with me. I just want to take a nap. I need some rest. I’ve been in that car forever. You can watch porn. You can jack off. You can cum till your nads fall off. Just let me lie down and get some rest, please. Or is there someplace else I can go?”

“Nah. I’ll turn it off. I could stand a little shuteye myself,” Sam said as he clicked the TV remote off. He scooted over so he was lying on the far side of the bed. On top of the bedspread. Still naked. His cock still hard. His cock still held in his right hand.

I couldn’t believe it. Billy was finally being quiet so I could talk.

Sam patted the bed, indicating I was welcome to stretch out beside him. I can’t say I was completely comfortable with the way this was all developing. But I was so tired I didn’t want to have to start looking for another place to sleep.

As I stretched out on my side of the bed, my towel came loose at my waist and fell open, exposing my cock, which was still stretched out a bit. Not hard. But not exactly shriveled either.

I flipped the loose end of my towel to cover myself again. It slipped back down beside my hip. “Shit,” I murmured as I closed my eyes, determined I was gonna get some sleep.

Within about 30 seconds, I could hear and feel the rhythmic motion all guys are so familiar with. Sam was jerking off just inches away from me.

I wanted to say something just to let him know that I knew he was jerking off and that I really didn’t care, as long as he let me sleep. “You know I’m gay, too,” I said. The words were out of my mouth before I had even begun to consider the consequences.

“Cool,” Sam said. “So, you want to join me?”

“That’s OK,” I said, never even opening my eyes.

“Suit yourself,” he said and continued in what was evidently a pretty laidback approach to beating off. Slow. Steady. Rhythmic. I actually thought that gentle action going on right beside me might lull me to sleep even faster.

Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect. I was feeling less and less sleepy and more and more horny. I still hadn’t gotten off and as I opened my eyes I saw my cousin, my very hunky cousin, doing exactly what I wanted to be doing.

“Why not?” I said to Sam as I took my cock in my hand and started to slowly stroke my own cock in beat with him. Any other beat seemed almost impossible in these close quarters. I was fully hard in less than a minute and my cock had Sam’s undivided attention.

“You’ve got a really nice dick,” he said. “And a great body, too. It’s so cool that you’re gay. I never would have guessed. Have you got a boyfriend?”

I told him, “No.” It probably sounded a little sadder than I meant it to. “And you?” I asked in return.

“‘Nah,” he said. “But you’ve done it with other guys, right?”

“That depends on what you mean by ‘it,’” I said. “I’ve messed around some with a couple of good friends.”

“I know, dude,” Billy said, beaming like he was so proud. “OK, I’ll be quiet.”

“Cool,” Sam said and I noticed he was starting to produce a little pre-cum. Each time a little drop would form at the tip of his cock, he’d dip a finger in it and spread it carefully across the taut, hard surface of his cockhead obviously trying to lubricate it better.

After watching him do that a couple of times, I figured I ought to help the guy out, since I seemed to be producing a lot more of my gooey stuff than I needed.

So I wiped the palm of my free hand across my slimy cockhead and squeezed another surge of pre-jizz from my cock to add to it. Then I reach over and wiped it on Sam’s cock. He let out a groan, kinda like a dog, and rocked his head back and forth on his pillow.

As I started to remove my hand, he turned to look at me and begged, “Oh, no. Fuck no. Keep doing that. Your hand feels so fucking great. Please. Fucking please.”

So I returned my hand to his cock and started slowly jacking him. It wasn’t that long or fat a cock. But it was certainly hard. Jutting straight out. Not up like mine.

“You like that, huh?” I asked and turned my head to look at him. His head was turned toward me and so our faces were just inches apart. We stared directly into one another’s eyes.

“Fuck, yea,” was all he said.

“He talks a lot like you,” I told Billy. Billy just smiled at me.

So there I was, lying naked beside my naked hunky cousin on his bed, jerking him off in broad daylight in an unlocked room in a house full of people who would be so freaked if they only knew.

But I couldn’t stop.

Sam left his mouth hanging slightly open as though the pleasure I was giving him was so extreme he didn’t have the strength to close it.

After a minute or two, he reached over, pushed my hand away from my cock and started jacking me. I have to admit that felt pretty damn good.

So I’m lying in bed. Side by side with my cousin. Each with a raging hard-on. Jerking each other off. While my tired brain isn’t working that well, I do realize that if anyone were to talk in on us . . . Well, you know. So I’m alternating between worrying about the unlocked door and how good it feels to have Sam’s talented little fingers wrapped around my horny teenage cock. Sam picks up the remote and turns the TV back on. He starts fast-forwarding through a rimming scene and then a scene where the same two guys are fucking for the longest time, even on fast forward.

“This is the good part,” he says like some sort of announcer. The picture jumps back to normal speed. It’s two guys out in some grass somewhere. One is lying naked on his back. His long cock lying on his amazing abs. The other guy is kneeling beside him, his enormous, hard cock in his hand. You can tell he’s getting ready to cum by the way he starts to tense up. Then he bends his cock so it’s pointed down at the guy lying on the ground and he starts shooting cum all over the guy. It’s more cum than I’ve ever seen. More than Billy could shoot. More than Justin could shoot.

It was making me hot, but I knew it was making Sam even hotter. He was gonna blow his wad soon. He looked over at me and said in a kind of halting, raspy voice, cuz of the buildup to his cum, “Can I cum on you?”

You know me. I couldn’t say no to that. I nodded OK and he got on his knees beside me. Like he’s mimicking the action we’d just watched on TV. He bends his hard cock down and says quietly, “Fucking all over you.” With just those words he unleashed a pretty healthy load, mostly on my hard cock. My nuts. And in my pubes.

The heat of his cum flowing over my cock was amazing. It set off every sensor in my cock. I was twitching and leaking and aching and throbbing. My cock was so over-stimulated. But I didn’t touch it. I just let my tension build.

Sam kept stroking his cock, even as it started to deflate. And cum kept on oozing from it, as his stroking encouraged the stringy white sauce to keep flowing. I reached up and instinctively rubbed his abs and then cupped his slimy balls in my palm. When he finally stopped stroking, I reached up and stroked his cock a few times, coaxing a little more cum to flow. Remembering what it had been like with you and Justin.

Billy smiled big.

“Now let’s not waste that lube,” Sam said to me. He had this particularly mischievous look on his face.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked. I was getting hornier by the second. I really needed to get off in the worst way. I thought he was going to use his cum to jerk me off. Instead, he got on all fours as he said, “Doggy style. That OK with you?”

“Uh, sure, I guess,” I said, uncertain what I was being asked to do, but pretty sure he wanted me to fuck him. I should have said no, but something in my head, some part of my upbringing, said it wouldn’t be polite. I was a guest in his room. This was going to happen. He was already on his hands and knees with his ass pointed right at me.

“OK, dude, rub some of my cum in my asshole. Lube me up,” Sam tells me.

He reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart, giving me easy access. I scooped some of his cum from my pubes and lubed a couple of fingers. I tentatively started to push my cum-covered middle finger against his pucker. It didn’t feel like it was going to give.

“Just stick it in,” Sam says. I pushed harder and to my amazement, my finger slid right in. And soon, with only a few further directions from Sam, I was pumping three fingers into his ass and stroking my own hard-on with my other hand.

Then I just started to do stuff I’d seen in the porn video. I rubbed my hard cock across his ass crack. The friction of his ass against the underside of my hard cock was making me harder, hotter, longer.

I didn’t need anymore coaching. Nature took over and I shoved my cock in his hole. I saw him flinch in pain and stopped. “You OK?” I asked.

He didn’t say anything at first and then started to push back. I watched as my cock slid easily into his hole. It was an amazing sensation. Soon we were in a somewhat awkward rhythm, but it was getting the job done for me. And from Sam’s free flowing profanity, I was pretty sure it was working for him, too.

He reached around and slapped his own ass. Hard. I took his cue and slapped him myself. “Yea.”

The bed was rocking and we were both groaning. People anywhere in the house must have been able to hear us fucking, but that didn’t seem to matter to me or to him. We were just too hot. Too horny.

It wasn’t long before I felt that tightness in my groin. My nuts were pulled up tight. I reached around and felt Sam’s nuts. They were pulled up, too. His cock was full hard again and I took it in my hand and started stroking him.

After about a minute of that action, he reared up so we were both kneeling. My hard cock was buried deep up his tight butt. We couldn’t really get a rhythm in that position, but I kept on stroking him with one hand, running the other over his muscled chest and arms. Tweaking hit tits. Caressing his bod.

He leaned his head back so his mouth was near my ear and said, “I’m cumming” and, with that, he was. Cumming all over my hand, dripping down onto the bed.

And as he came, his ass muscles tightened around my cock and I knew I was about to cum. I leaned my hips hard into him, trying to bury my cock as far as it would go. Now this was how I thought fucking should be. We tumbled forward. Face down onto the bed. Sam under me. My cock still deep in his ass. The impact of our fall drove me still deeper into Sam. His ass spasmed one more time around my hot cock and I exploded. My cum firing into his ass. I pulled back, feeling my fresh cum lubing Sam’s ass like nothing I’d ever experienced before. And I started to drive deep into him. Time and again. I just fucked the hell out of him. I couldn’t stop.

I think Sam started to cum again. I don’t know. I don’t know if he could. I sure as shit didn’t care. I was getting my rocks off like never before. So what if he was my cousin. So what if the whole family probably heard everything that went on. I didn’t care. It felt good. It was so . . . I didn’t have a clue what the word was, but I didn’t care. I was starting to come down from my first cum up a guy’s ass.

I hadn’t planned to tell Billy all this. Not this way. Not now. But I had. And telling it had me pumped. As I finished telling the story and sat there looking at Billy, I could tell he was on the verge.

“Billy, I got to tell you, it was like nothing I’d ever done. I’m not a virgin any more.”

To be continued . . .

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I hope you enjoyed Jess’ return to the story. He’s got more news to tell in the final chapter of “I Thought I Knew” next week. The ending will be presented in six parts, from various viewpoints. Some of the parts are short. Some much longer. I can’t say exactly when each part will be posted, but they will follow in order over the course of a week or so. I think it is a climax you won’t want to miss.

Until then, I hope you will share your thoughts on the story by posting them here. We’re looking forward to hearing from you. Until then, stay happy and stay hard.

 

[GrayFox]

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You know how to write the sex scenes. Splat!

 

[harry113]

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Oh yes HR, Jess did enjoy himself,Lol. Thank you for a Hot chapter, Guys.
It seems we must all stay hard for the climax!!!
Looking forward to next week!!!
Harry

 

[thermodynamics]

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I'm so happy to see that Jess finally got some action! Now he just needs a boyfriend.

 

[muzakified]

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musakified -- "kinda suprised tht Ted just ended up watchin.... bummer . . . still, respects to Billy for being so loyal to Justin!" You gave your true sentiments away with the "bummer" quote. You wanted some hot boy-in-boy sex, didn't you?

... damn HR, you caught me there!

Btw, last week chapter with Billy & Justin at the movie theatre was soo hot that I just couldn't get that image out of my head when I was watching a movie with a hot male colleague

Congrats Jess for finally getting some hot action with Sam Who would have thought that he is a wild 'top' ?!!! I also love the part when Billy kept interupting him when he was trying to tell him the story ... so funny!

 

[Paulo68]

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He looked over at me and said in a kind of halting, raspy voice, cuz of the buildup to his cum, “Can I cum on you?”

You know me. I couldn’t say no to that.

We bet you couldn't....your a Bukkake Boy (www.gaydemon.com/dicktionary/bukkake/ ).
The number ONE fantasy in Jess's book!.
I'm sure us readers know you and your fetishes better than most.
Congratulations Jess, nice to see your getting some. Sounds like you'll make a great TOP too.
I could just imagine Billy as Jess is telling him this......He'd be like a kid in a candy shop.

This is such a great story. Sad to see the end is near.
HR, how are we going to cope with 6 instalments?

BTW.. Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras was FANTASTIC. And NO I didn't behave at all, I was very naughty. 15,000 people at the after party. Far too many hot men to behave myself.
Great as usual guys....Cheers.

 

[jaydizzo]

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Woohooo way to go Jess I am so happy for and truthfully i would be just like Billy Im sorry id just be so full of questions. But congrats Jess cant wait to hear the rest of the news

HR- once again excellent chapter. I will be very sad to see this story go but however it ends im sure itll end wit a bang. Excellent job you rock. Cant wait till next week.

 

[TheMan4]

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WOW! Im so damn proud of u, Jess! Congrats!

Im so depressed to heard that next week will be finale...


Amazing work as always, HR

 

[kcm17480]

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Alright Jess. Happy to see you got in on some real action. Can't wait for the rest of your story and sadly the rest of this story. HR, I love the way you put this story down.
Ken

 

[rterry]

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I Loved it.
Thanks for great story.

 

[phoenix72]

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really love how intense and erotic the stories are and how much each of the characters have developed over the course of it all.

next to last chapter...pretty freakin intense can't wait to see what happens after this.

 

[TheMan4]

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rterry, is this ur first post? if this is ur first post, congrats!!


AAAHHHHHH, I want story now!!!

 

[hardreader]

Re: I Thought I Knew

I can hardly believe it's Wednesday already. The last Wednesday. What will I do with all my spare time? But from the sounds of some of you guys out there, you thought today would never cum.

You've left a great bunch of comments this week. I've talked to Billy and Jess and I know they really enjoyed them and I think we'll be hearing from all three guys as the final chapter unfolds. Jess in particular was really moved by how happy everyone was for him when he made it with Sam. And with the comments from guys who hope he finds a bf soon.

On to your comments:

TheMan4 -- "WOW! Im so damn proud of u, Jess! Congrats! Im so depressed to heard that next week will be finale... Amazing work as always, HR" . . . "AAAHHHHHH, I want story now!!!" Thanks for the kind words. Your patience (or lack of patience) will be rewarded soon. And I have to ask: In your last post, did you just cum?

phoenix72 -- "really love how intense and erotic the stories are and how much each of the characters have developed over the course of it all." I think that is my getting better at working with this project. I'd never tried writing erotica like this before and was a little uneasy. This was the first time I had written anything but pure fiction.

rterry -- "I Loved it. Thanks for great story." I notice this was your first post. So glad after all these months we were able to draw you out. That's the biggest compliment of all. Thanks.


kcm17480 -- "Alright Jess. Happy to see you got in on some real action. Can't wait for the rest of your story and sadly the rest of this story. HR, I love the way you put this story down." Thanks, Ken. You've been a constant fan. I hope you've found it rewarding, if you know what I mean.


jaydizzo -- "Woohooo way to go Jess I am so happy for and truthfully i would be just like Billy Im sorry id just be so full of questions. But congrats Jess cant wait to hear the rest of the news. HR- once again excellent chapter. I will be very sad to see this story go but however it ends im sure itll end wit a bang. Excellent job you rock." You'll get a chance to ask Billy and all the other guys all the questions you want after the story is done. They've agreed to do questions and answers and I think virtually any question is fair game. So prepare to ask away.

Paulo68 -- "Congratulations Jess, nice to see your getting some. Sounds like you'll make a great TOP too. I could just imagine Billy as Jess is telling him this......He'd be like a kid in a candy shop. This is such a great story. Sad to see the end is near. HR, how are we going to cope with 6 instalments?" After six installments, I suspect your cock may be a little raw. So, Paul, treat it gently as you start reading today. There's lots more to cum!

muzakified -- "last week chapter with Billy & Justin at the movie theatre was soo hot that I just couldn't get that image out of my head when I was watching a movie with a hot male colleague. Congrats Jess for finally getting some hot action with Sam Who would have thought that he is a wild 'top' ?!!!" Is there something we should know about you and your workmate? Is he a "wild top"? Or are you?

Matt18 -- "I just caught up with the last chapter and all I can say is wow! I will miss this story alot but look forward to reading how it ends." You too have been a loyal reader for sometime and we'll miss you, too, Matt. I hope that "wow" was you getting off.

thermodynamics -- "I'm so happy to see that Jess finally got some action! Now he just needs a boyfriend." I know your comment made Jess smile. He told me so.

harry113 -- "Oh yes HR, Jess did enjoy himself,Lol. Thank you for a Hot chapter, Guys. It seems we must all stay hard for the climax!!!" Harry, did you really stay hard all week?

GrayFox -- "You know how to write the sex scenes. Splat!" I hope everyone gets a good "splat" today. So well put, GrayFox!

Now I better read through Part I one last time. I don't want to screw up the final chapter. Billy has read about three different versions of this chapter for me,so I think it's just about right.

We'll be back soon. So get your dicks out and be ready for Chapter 29 -- Part I, also known as the beginning of the end.

 

[hardreader]

Re: I Thought I Knew

This is the beginning of the end. The final chapter is told in six parts. Some long. Some short. Some in between. Each part of the chapter is presented from one point of view. But unlike previous chapters, you will hear from all three of the guys.

I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 29 – Part I
From Justin’s viewpoint​

Saturday had been a strange day for me at work. It seemed like every guy who came in was hot as hell and they all wanted to try on jeans that made them look even hotter. I mean, bulging packages. The kind that could bust a zipper. Cocks outlined so clear where they pressed against tight denim. You couldn’t miss a thing. Asses so tight . . . Hell, it seemed like almost every guy could be a porn star.

Maybe playing around with Greg and Alex the night before had gotten my sex drive stuck in high. Whatever it was, I was horny as hell and all the eye candy that was hanging in the store that day was fueling it something awesome.

Guys asked me all day how I thought their asses looked in this pair of jeans or that. Was this top too small? These jeans too tight? Of course, every top was too small and all the jeans were too tight. I was sporting wood for the whole five hours.

And believe me, guys were noticing. And having these hot guys staring at my crotch wasn’t making my hard-on go down. I don’t know where the girls were that day, but not in our store.

I think I was feeling like Billy does when he’s really horny. When I’m horny, I usually want to take my time and edge for a good long while. It just feels so good to stretch it out. But Billy always wants to fuck or suck or jerk off the closest thing at hand. When he gets horny he has no control. And that’s how I was feeling.

Not too long before my shift ended, this guy came in. About my age. Maybe a year or so younger. He looked like a model. Stood like a model. Moved like a model. Shaggy blond hair. Great tan. Very lanky. Very cute in a very mannish way. The guy had these great dimples that made him look cute and boyish. They made me want to cuddle him. Kiss him. Lick him all over. But those dimples were in cheeks covered with a heavy two-days’ growth of beard that also made him look rugged, manly and incredibly hot. And made me want to fuck him for days.

He kept not exactly groping himself through his really hot pair of jeans . . . more like he was just touching himself to get a reaction . . . I think from both me and his cock. It was working both ways. His jeans were old and worn. They fit him like a glove. You could see from the perfect fade marks outlining his cock that this wasn’t the first time he’d ever done this touching himself routine in these jeans. Oh, yeah. And he was going commando. When he’d move his hand away, you could see the outline of everything. Nuts. Cock. Cockhead.

One time when he saw me looking at his crotch, he looked up at me and then turned his head down so it was obvious he was staring at his own crotch. He was inviting me to stare at his crotch, too. Of course, I did. A second later, as I stared at his beautiful package, he made his cock twitch. I looked up at him and he winked. I looked back down at his crotch and saw a little wet spot near the outline of the tip of his cockhead. I checked my own crotch. It was a lot wetter than his and the tent I was pitching in my jeans looked like a teepee. I decided I better pull my shirt out. The guy just smiled as I reached down to cover my too obvious excitement.

The guy wandered farther back in the store and I was stuck at the register with other customers. I lost track of him for a little while. But before too long, he walked up to me and asked if I thought the jeans he was trying on fit him right “for the size of my crotch.” I was a little surprised by the question but stood back and took a good long look. What a bulge! If he wasn’t really huge in the cock category, these jeans made him look huge. And I know jeans well enough to know he had a huge cock in there.

“My friend likes a nice, firm feel to my crotch. Do you think these jeans do that?” he asked me completely seriously.

“What?” I said. “You . . .” I stammered for lack of words. “You fill them very nicely. Your . . .” I paused and started again. “Your friend should like them . . . a lot.”

“But does the crotch feel firm to you? Give it a feel.”

I looked down and saw a growing wet spot on the straining crotch that was being presented for me to examine. It was so tempting. I looked around. Nobody was paying any attention to us. I casually reached down and cupped his crotch. He was, indeed, huge. I could feel the massiveness of his cock. Thick and long. And very wide. It was giving off incredible heat even through the denim. Really hard, too.

I held my hand there and then gave it a little squeeze. I got an obvious twitch in return. Then he pushed his crotch forward into my hand. He made a little gasping sound and, as he did, I felt the surge of warm liquid in my palm. He was cumming in his jeans. In my hand. I could feel his warm cum oozing against my palm. Between my fingers. A lot of cum. I looked down and could see it sort of bubbling between my cupped fingers. I was still holding his throbbing crotch. I just kept my hand there as his cock must have spasmed a half a dozen times, each time making his crotch wetter, warmer, squishier in my hand.

I couldn’t resist gently squeezing his cock and balls. He groaned quietly, but I feared someone would hear him. And, if they did, there was no mistaking why he was groaning. I couldn’t really imagine cumming with your cock so cramped the way his was. But he did it. There was no doubt he’d done it. With a little help. From me. And my hand.

With a final caressing squeeze, I moved my hand away and looked at the very sizable wet spot still spreading across the crotch of his jeans. Thick creamy cum had been forced right through the fabric and globs of it were quite obvious.

I looked at my hand. It was coated in cum.

The guy smiled at me and then suddenly turned around, presenting his ass toward me. “You can wipe your hand off on my ass if you want. Or you can lick it if you want to,” he said.

I wiped my hand off on his ass, but couldn't resist smelling it when I was done. It smelled pretty hot!

“I’ll take the jeans. Thanks for helping.” But even as he talked to me casual as could be, he was reaching down the front of his pants to readjust his cock and balls. When he pulled his hand out, he raised it to his face and inhaled. He smiled at me, flicked his tongue into the cum on his hand and then went back into the changing booth.

I swallowed hard and felt my jeans getting even damper. I walked over by the changing booth and said to him, “I think they fit you great. You’ve got a great body. A lot to show off and you do it . . .” I struggled for the right word. “. . . really well.” I tried to sound as professional as I could muster. My cock was throbbing in my jeans. I wanted to whip it out and cum all over the guy and then have him lick us both clean. I wanted to . . . But this was work. It wasn’t gonna happen.

A moment later he stepped back out of the changing booth, looked at me and smiled. “You should tuck your shirttails in, or just take your shirt off. You’ve got a lot to show. I think your customers would appreciate it. I know I would.” He handed me the jeans. I could smell his cum as the two of us headed for the register.

I rang up his purchase then folded the jeans carefully and placed them in a bag along with his receipt. I was so turned on I didn’t want him to leave.

“Excuse me, but I need to check your receipt,” I said, stalling. I picked up his bag and looked in as though I were looking for his receipt. But at the last moment, I moved it closer to my face so I could get one last deep breath of the smell of his fresh cum. It was intoxicating.

“I like that scent, too,” he said in the most seductive voice. “Maybe next time I come in you can show me something in a different fragrance. Maybe like yours.” With that, he turned and walked out of the store, pausing one more time to catch my eye through the front window. He mouthed the word “Thanks,” and then he was gone. As he walked away I said under my breath. “Cum again. Please, cum again.”

Before I blew a load right there in the store, I checked out of work and headed home. I was a little rattled and kept running that scene through my mind as my trusty scooter provided the little extra vibration I always enjoyed.

When I got home, I really wanted to tell Billy all about it. I knew it would get us to the right point in a hurry. Not that we seemed to need much help. But goddamn I needed to get off in the worst way.

As I walked into my room, I was surprised to see Jess sitting in my desk chair, looking sheepish. Shit, I’d completely forgotten Jess would be there.

Almost as soon as I saw Jess, I could smell Billy’s fresh cum. He was sitting on the floor. His cock in his hand. Cum running down over his fingers, over his balls and dripping onto the floor.

To be continued . . .

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I'll be back soon with Part II. While you're waiting, please comment and let us know what you think. Time is running out.

 

[GrayFox]

Re: I Thought I Knew

These boys are doing all their thinking with their dicks. But, it keeps the cum cumming.

 

[harry113]

Re: I Thought I Knew

Well done HR, Thanks.
More and more cum is building up with each part!!
Please continue
Harry