I Thought I Knew - Book 1 and Book 2

[caddymac]

honored????!!! I think that is a typo. It should have read "HORNY" HEE HEE

 

[hardreader]

I Thought I Knew -- Book Two
The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 11
From Billy's viewpoint​

As soon as I got home from Todd’s, I could tell Justin had been cleaning. The dishes were washed and sitting in the drying rack. The cushions on the couch had been straightened. There were no stray clothes lying about. This was not a good sign.

I’ve never been a clean freak and that has bothered Justin ever since . . . well, since I first started spending most of my time at his parents’ house.

Years ago when I told my mother I didn’t want her cleaning up my room anymore . . . you know, I just didn’t want her finding my stuff . . . I never really did clean. My sheets got washed once every few weeks so they were always caked with my cum. My clothes were wherever I dropped them. I usually only did my laundry when I didn’t have anything left to wear.

And no one ever said anything about it much until Justin. Sometimes he’d ask me to help him clean up. That was OK. When he didn’t ask and just cleaned up by himself, it usually meant he was pissed at me about something.

So seeing the place cleaned up, I figured Justin was probably pissed because I was so late. I really didn’t need any more drama just then. If only he knew the truth about what I’d been doing. Why I was so late.

Before I could gather my thoughts, I heard him turn the water on in the shower. I stood completely still. Not wanting him to realize I’d finally gotten home. I didn’t want him to hear me.

I didn’t move, or hardly even breath, until I was sure he had gotten in the shower. I could tell by the change in sound the water made as it hit his body.

I gathered my nerve and went silently into the bedroom. Our bedroom. Our bed was stripped of the old sheets and the blanket was neatly folded beside the stacked pillows. I sat on the foot of the bed and buried my face in my hands. I needed to pull myself together.

After a few moments, I remembered a phrase that I began repeating over and over in my mind. “The truth is easier to tell than a lie.” Keeping that thought and no other foremost in front of me, I pulled off my shoes and socks. Stood. Unbuttoned my shorts and let them crumple around my ankles.

I cupped my loose hanging nuts in one hand. I could feel the dampness where my ball sac met my thighs. I ran the other hand through my pubes and stroked my cock.

This sounds kinda odd to me just now, but I smelled my hands. There was the musky smell guys get. It can really be a turn-on for me, but just then it only reminded me I needed a shower, too.

That brought my thoughts full circle to Justin and what I had to say. My gut went tight and it was hard to breath. I tried to gather my thoughts, but couldn’t. Before too long, I guess I was thinking over and over again, “The truth is easier to tell than a lie.”

I stepped out of my shorts that were still gathered around my ankles and I headed toward the bathroom door. As I went, I shed my shirt. Letting it fall to the floor just before I turned the knob and went into the bathroom . . . and to Justin and my future. I was completely naked. Completely vulnerable.

I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked awful. I looked worse than I actually felt. My eyes were still puffy and red from crying. I ran the cold water and splashed some on my face.

Then I turned to the shower. I could see Justin’s body through the fogged glass door. I could see him standing in profile to me. He had to know I was there, but he hadn’t said a word. Probably because he was distracted. I could pretty well see that he was jerking off. I’d seen him leaning against the shower wall that way often enough before. His hands free to explore and pleasure his body and cock.

And there he was. Working his long, hard cock as though I wasn’t there. As though I didn’t matter. As conflicted as I was about what I need to do and say, seeing Justin like that always charged my cock. And it did then. He is so fucking hot. And to see him hard, playing with his cock. Knowing the pleasure he was enjoying. I wanted him so bad.

I was getting hard without even touching myself. I couldn’t stop if I tried. That’s just how it was for me and Justin. That’s the way it had always been. And I didn’t want that to change. Not ever.

I needed to matter in Justin’s life as much as he mattered in mine. I needed to convince him that the distance that had grown between us could be closed.

I took another deep breath and opened the shower door. Stepped in. Felt the first of the warm spray. My cock continued to get harder. Knowing the warm welcoming feel of the shower and the overpowering presence of Justin was more than enough.

Justin almost completely ignored me. He continued to lean with his head against the wall. Only now his hands were still. One cradling his nuts. One wrapped around his nine inches of hard, wet cock. All of him on display before me. But the only recognition from him that I was even there was his stillness.

I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around him. Firmly but lovingly. I so wanted to hold him. To be close to him again. Not just physically. But to be close the way we had been when . . . when things were better.

I didn’t want him . . . This part is so hard to explain. I didn’t want him to jerk himself off. It’s like he was saying to me that he didn’t need me anymore. I could almost hear him saying to me, “I can take care of myself.”

It was kind of like I was jealous. Jealous of the pleasure he got without me. I don’t really know exactly what I was thinking, except that I didn’t want him holding himself. Not then. I needed him.

I brushed his hand away and took his cock in my hand. My heart was aching. I just needed him so much. Needed him to understand and care and help me. I pressed my body against his. My cock pressing between his ass cheeks. My own bare flesh pressing against his warm, soft skin. Both of us slick from the water. The warm water running over us in rivulets.

Justin felt tense in my arms at first. Not the comforting strength and softness and sexy . . . Sexy? . . . I don’t really know. Just not the same. I wanted it to be the same. The same as it had been.

And then in my confusion and frustration and desire, instinct took over. It always seems to with me. I began to slowly stroke Justin’s cock. The way I had so many times. The way he had taught me. He seemed to be starting to relax in my arms. His body easing more into mine. His hips gently pushing the hard flesh of his cock through my fingers.

I pressed my cheek against his cheek. We were about as close together as two guys can be. Physically at least. I sensed Justin letting go of some barrier between us. I felt him press his body back into mine. I whispered in his ear that I loved him.

I waited for a response. Hoping. But only silence and the sound of the water could be heard. And so I said, “I’ll always love you.”

To my surprise, he turned his head so he could kiss me gently on the lips.

After that brief but meaningful kiss, he pulled back and looked at me. He looked very sad. I took him in both hands and turned him toward me. I so wanted to lavish him with attention. Wanted to let him know how I really felt about him. Wanted to make everything right between us before I had to tell him the truth. I wanted him to know I still cared.

But before I could kiss him again, he said, “We need to talk.”

The tone in his voice sent a chill through me. He wasn’t mad. He wasn’t hurt. Or even distant, as he had been so often in recent months. But in my heart, I was sure he knew where I had been. Knew what I had done. Knew already what I had to confess.

It was worse than anything I had imagined.

He reached past me and turned the water off. Kissed me once more chastely on the lips as he slipped past me out of the shower. His still hard cock rubbed against my leg, sending a surge of need through me.

But my brain and my heart both knew better.

As I stood there, dripping wet and too stunned by what was happening to move, Justin picked up his towel from the counter and started to dry himself quickly. Then he went out to the linen closet and got a towel for me.

I stood in the shower as he handed me the towel.

“Dry yourself and put on some clothes,” Justin said in a not unkind voice. But it was very controlled. Not the warmth and comfort he was so capable of. This was the voice he used when something unpleasant had to be said. “We need to talk,” he said again.

Then he turned and left me standing in the shower, feeling foolish and alone.

To Be Continued . . .

I tried to iron out some of the inconsistencies between the way Billy and Justin remembered it, but this was as close as I could come. I hope you are enjoying the story anyway.

I'll be back in less than a week with another chapter. Don't forget to post a comment. Until next week, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

HR,

OK. You did it again, you made me . I can feel Billy's fear, anguish, anxiety, uncertainty,.... Or maybe I want to or need to be able to feel it. I don't know. But damn I'm not sure how much more of this emotional roller coaster I can take. Get the talk over with quickly. PLEASE! I'm begging here! Get back to the GREAT SEX! At least I can really feel that when I imagine them making love to each other. Oh! Sorry! That's my hand.

Thank you, very well written as usual. And I can just imagine what writing this is doing to you. If you need to talk I am here for you.

Billy and Justin,

Just remember when you talk; listen too. That is the most important thing while you talk; that you actually listen to what the other person is saying and hear them out. Take your time, don't rush it. I know you guys can work this out, you just need to take a step back and 'regroup'.

You both are to blame for what is going on. At this point in the story we as readers can see that, but you guys can't. You both think you are the only problem. Please be kind to each other.

Kevin

 

[keigan86]

WOW I hope this talk goes so well. It will be hard but I think they can overcome just keep clear minds.

HR you trying to give me blue balls dude lol thank god for my imagination lol.

 

[caddymac]

HR, you slipped another Chapter in here when I wasn't looking. Good thing I stepped back in.
MMM you have me going again with the HOT shower scene , man what a tease chapter this was.
Justin and Billy, this is not looking very good. At this point I have a feeling someone is going to blow up and maybe walk out. You both have some BIG MAJOR issues to work through. I know it is not easy working from the side and we can see it from the outside. That happens a lot in life. We are so into ourselves that we don't stop and look at the Bigger picture. I do it too and I wish I could stop and take a moment to back up and look to see what I have and evaluate the situation.
You two have a good thing going here and just wish you will be strong enough from BOTH sides to save it. Guess we will have to wait and see.

 

[justinjeans]

thanx 2 the readers who make comments most weeks. u've been teling us to talk and listen 2 each other. so i hope u and every1 else tunes in this week. cuz u finally get 2 see how we handled this. im pretty sure this week will have a hot sex scene the way only hr writes em. i mean i know what we did and he does 2, so it shud be good. he's asked us enuf q's about it thats 4 sure. i just hope once u see us start 2 fix things that u'll write the way u did when we didn't. we just did the best we cud.

 

[keigan86]

You know we will be watching and waiting Justin. I have been waiting to find out how yall handle this forever its killing me haha. Good luck on it and look forward to the sex scene

 

[hardreader]

At last, it's mailbag time again.

caddymac -- "Justin and Billy, this is not looking very good. At this point I have a feeling someone is going to blow up and maybe walk out. You both have some BIG MAJOR issues to work through. I know it is not easy working from the side and we can see it from the outside. That happens a lot in life. We are so into ourselves that we don't stop and look at the Bigger picture." One thing about real life, caddymac, it will almost always surprise you when you least expect it.

keigan86 -- "WOW I hope this talk goes so well. It will be hard but I think they can overcome just keep clear minds. HR, you trying to give me blue balls dude lol thank god for my imagination lol." Is your mind clear? Sometimes I think you are more focused on that boner you get reading this story than how the guys are getting along.

kk-lonewolf-37 -- "You did it again, you made me . I can feel Billy's fear, anguish, anxiety, uncertainty,.... Or maybe I want to or need to be able to feel it. I don't know. But damn I'm not sure how much more of this emotional roller coaster I can take. Get the talk over with quickly. PLEASE! I'm begging here! Get back to the GREAT SEX! At least I can really feel that when I imagine them making love to each other. Oh! Sorry! That's my hand. " OK. OK. As promised, the guys are getting back to great sex again very soon. Just stop .

Matt18 -- "you are such a tease once again. I almost cried. Very well written. Great work HR." Thanks, Matt. But so many guys on the verge of tears. I think it's about time for some different bodily fluids to start flowing.

So tune in tomorrow for the latest chapter. Until then, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[hardreader]

I Thought I Knew -- Book Two
The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 12
From Justin's viewpoint​

Billy and I stood nestled in the shower. Our warm, wet bodies pressed together. My aching cock held lovingly in his gentle hand. I knew I needed to tell him everything before this went any further.

I had several different motives for not getting each other off right then and there. I’m not proud of some of those reasons. But they were what they were.

One of the simplest reasons came to me first. I knew Billy and if Billy was turned on and wanted to have sex, he’d agree to most anything to get it. So I left him turned on. Unsatisfied. All boned up. I figured that by leaving him standing in the shower with his big old hard-on, I’d at least have his attention when I told him we needed to talk. With Billy all horned up, I figured I would have his mind focused on me . . . in a way.

OK, so it was a stupid idea. But it might work. It might create a better starting place than having him just reject me outright when I told him about Joe.

The second part of it was that if we didn’t get off now, I would still have that . . . Shit! This sounds really bad. Doesn’t it?

The main thing was, I just needed to get it over with. Somewhere in my mind it seemed like it would be so great when this was all behind us. I imagined that after I’d told him everything, we would just let ourselves go wild on each other. Like we hadn’t done often enough for so long. I could imagine the relief of not keeping my secrets in any longer. It was as though in exposing my secrets I was exposing myself. Like ripping my clothes off.

It all sounds so stupid and vague telling it this way. But that’s what was going through my mind, even if it doesn’t make much sense.

So with all kinds of thoughts and ideas spinning me this way and that, I asked Billy to sit down with me on the sofa to talk. Sitting there, facing him, I suddenly realized he wasn’t focused on me. Or getting off. Or any of that. He was terrified. I didn’t know exactly why, but I could see he was really scared of what was about to happen.

“I’m sorry for what I have to tell you,” I began and then paused. I could tell right away that I hadn’t put Billy at ease with that. “I’m sorry if this hurts you. I never meant to. Things just happened. And, if I don’t tell you about them now, it’s only going to get harder.”

Billy’s expression went blank. His face turned pale. White. He looked sick.

“Are you OK?” I asked.

He gave no response at first, but finally he nodded yes. That he was OK. So I continued.

“You’ve heard me talk about Professor Allen?” I said. It wasn’t meant as a real question. I hadn’t really planned how to start this. The words were just coming out. Billy nodded again.

“Well, I haven’t been completely honest with you about him.”

The expression on Billy’s face started to change. It went from his blank, stunned expression to one that I thought was more . . . as best I can remember it was sort of puzzlement and disbelief.

“I think this is going to be easier if you just let me tell you what happened and then I’ll answer any question you want. But I’m afraid if you interrupt me, I’ll never be able to finish. And I so need to finish with this. OK?”

Billy nodded again and I launched into everything that had happened, starting with that first Sunday morning when Professor Allen caught me with my hard-on in the entryway.

I was amazed that Billy never once interrupted, but as my story unfolded, he became almost entranced. Like a little kid being told a fairytale. He seemed almost . . . just so into it as I talked.

I didn’t leave anything out. Starting with running into Professor Allen in the lobby at school that Sunday morning as I was groping my obvious hard-on through my jeans.

Billy seemed almost amused, even titillated, as I told him how I had on several occasions gotten off with my professor. Only once did he interrupt and that was to ask, “Do you like him? Are you in love with him?”

“No! No, I don’t love him. Not even close. I mean, he’s got a really hot body and, I hate to say this but I have to be completely honest, the guy can really turn me on. For an old guy, he can be really sexy. And until today, I thought I wanted to be his friend. To be completely honest with you, maybe more than a friend. But I don’t love him. I never did. You have to believe that.”

Billy just nodded his acceptance. Then he asked me about Phil. Had we been messing around?

I told him truthfully that we hadn’t. At least nothing he hadn’t seen with his own two eyes. But I was honest with Billy. Completely honest at last. I told him that my body had so wanted to do more with Phil. Told him that maybe it was Phil or just the lack of opportunity, but nothing more had happened. I couldn't say I hadn’t wanted it to happen. I had. Phil had a strong pull on me and I explained it to Billy as best I could. “But nothing happened. I promise you. Nothing happened.”

The story . . . my story, which I had thought would take so long to tell, flowed out quickly after that, and to my surprise it was rather easy.

My mouth was dry and my mind exhausted as I told Billy the final bits about how that very morning I had finally told Joe . . . Professor Allen . . . No! No sex! No more!

And I told Billy how I was pretty sure that as a result I would end up with nothing.
“But better that I end up with nothing than losing you. The one thing I have come to realize is that you are more important to me than any of that. I just hope that you can forgive me for not being honest with you from the beginning,” I said.

“Why didn’t you tell me all this before?” Billy asked. He didn't seem angry. He just seemed curious.

“Things were already difficult between us. I guess it was sort of because I wanted . . . you know, to change our rules. To have a more open relationship. And when you said no to that, I’d said I'd go along with you. I didn’t want to, but I agreed to abide by the rules you wanted.

“I know not keeping my word . . . What I did was wrong. But I was afraid that after what I had said about redefining our rules that if you knew what was happening you would think I was just saying all of that because of Professor Allen. Or maybe because of Phil. I don’t really know for sure. But I thought, you know, that you would think I just wanted to have sex with them.

This was getting to be a hodge-podge of ideas. I was getting more confused trying to explain why I had and hadn’t done certain things. I guess I probably didn’t know the right answers. I probably still don’t.

“But now I see that I can live with whatever rules you want,” I said, trying to bring some clarity, some finality, to what I was saying. “I can be completely content with just the two of us, if you can forgive me. Can you forgive me?” I asked, a pleading but hopeful tone in my voice.

Billy sat silently for a moment and then asked, “So you were really into your professor? I thought it was probably Phil.” He looked so thoughtful and maybe a little confused as he said it.

Pain shot straight to my heart. He had known. Maybe not what was actually happening, but that something was happening. And it must have hurt him. “I’m sorry,” I said. I don’t think I had ever meant those words more in my life.

“So you told the professor guy no? You gave up all of that just because he wanted you to give him a handjob or something?” Billy said. I could see his mind struggling to understand.

“No, I gave it up because I had told you that I wouldn’t do stuff with other guys unless we agreed. And we hadn’t agreed. I hadn’t even told you about him. I was cheating on you and I didn’t want to do that anymore. Not ever again,” I said, explaining something I didn’t think needed explaining.

“That doesn’t make any sense. It was just a . . . He didn’t want to fuck you or anything. Did he?” Billy asked.

“No,” I said, puzzled by his reaction. “Not today,” I added, thinking Billy maybe didn’t understand just what Professor Allen might ask me to do. Or, I thought, ask Billy and me to do if I agreed to be his special student. If I didn’t cut him off before his demands became more more demanding, he might want a lot more from us.

“So he didn’t tell you that you weren’t getting the deal from him, right?” Billy asked.

It was my turn to answer a question with no more than a silent nod.

“So there’s still a chance you could get it?” Billy asked. His mood seemed to improve even as he asked.

“I don’t really think so. I just think he didn’t have time to deal with it today,” I said. And that’s exactly what I thought.

“But what if you told him that I was OK with it and wanted to meet him and go to his dinner or whatever?” Billy said. Excitement seemed to be growing within him.

“Maybe. I don’t know,” I said. “But would it really be OK with you if I had jerked him off? Or maybe even had to suck him off? Let him cum in my mouth this morning?”

“Well, I mean it would have been worse if you had sucked him off and I didn’t know anything about all this stuff. But if had known, then I think . . . Wait a minute! Let me get this straight. Don’t you want what it is he can do for you? He could change your whole fucking life.

“You don’t have to let him fuck you or whatever. It’s not like he wants you to do anything you haven’t done with other guys before. I mean we’ve both sucked and been sucked by a lot of guys. I mean, if we talked about it and had some rules and stuff and both agreed like you said . . .” Billy let that thought hang unfinished.

“Look at Todd and Phil. They do it and it works for them. I think Kyle and Trent play a lot looser than that,” Billy said, his enthusiasm still building.

This was completely backward from where I thought this conversation would be. It had never occurred to me that Billy would think I’d made the wrong decision. He wasn’t mad at all. Not hurt. Nothing.

“Why doesn’t this bother you?” I finally asked him.

“Well, it does bother me that you haven’t said anything to me all this time. And I’m not very happy that you said you’d follow our rules when you knew that you weren’t, but still . . .”

“It’s sort of like being a prostitute,” I finally said, giving voice for the first time to the thing that had troubled me most about Joe’s deal all along.

“No, it isn’t. Look, girls give guys blowjobs all the time just so that they’ll take them out to dinner and stuff. Is that being a prostitute? But if a guy does it to a guy, then all of a sudden it’s different.

“I think we need to talk about this and at least let your professor guy know that you’re still interested and that this morning was just a misunderstanding. I don’t want you to give up such a great opportunity just because . . .” Billy paused and shrugged his shoulders.

And then he added, “Hey, if you don’t want to jerk him off, fine. Then just give it up. Walk away from a life of luxury. But I want you to know I’m completely behind you whatever you decide. I mean that. If all the fucking guy wants is a blowjob, I can give it to him. Then you’re clear. As long as we can be honest and open with each other. We just have to tell each other. OK?”

I was blown away by how this had all gone down. I should have felt relieved . . . and I was, in a way, I guess. But something in Billy’s response left me uncertain. But then I thought about Professor Allen and all he could do for me . . . for us . . . and I had to admit that I thought Billy was right. I just hadn’t expected it to end this way.

My mind became completely consumed thinking back over the conversation Billy and I had just had. I was trying to remember exact words and phrases when . . . I was completely taken by surprise.

I felt Billy’s lips brushing mine. I was sitting on the sofa and he was leaning over me. His head turned to the side so our heads didn’t bump. His soft lips gently touching mine.

He pulled back slightly and smiled at me. I could see the uncertainty as he tried to look confident and self-assured. But I knew Billy too well. He was far from certain. Far from confident. But he was trying to tell me that everything was OK. This was classic Billy.

I reached out with one hand and pulled his face back to mine. We kissed deeply. Our tongues tangling. Probing. Darting in and out.

Billy opened his mouth wider and wider as though to consume me whole. I returned his advances and started to make some of my own.

I turned my body so I could lie down, stretched out on the sofa. And as I moved, I held Billy’s face to mine. Our sloppy, probing kiss continued.

I lay back and pulled Billy down on top of me. Our kiss was broken, but we were locked in an embrace. His body stretched out full length on mine. Billy gave a probing thrust with his hips. Paused. Raised his head. And then looked down at me with a quizzical look. He was so funny.

I knew the answer he was looking for and started to rub my crotch against his in response. He got the biggest grin on his face.

As we continued rubbing our hardening cocks against each other, our hands went to work removing each other’s shirts. Working at buttons. Finally getting completely naked.

We managed it all in such a way that we ended up where we had begun. Billy stretched atop me on the sofa. Only now we were both naked and hard and so completely into each other.

Our hands roamed as freely as possible across each other’s bodies. Billy’s strong hands running across my chest. Tweaking my nipples. His mouth nuzzling my armpits. His tongue licking my neck. Probing my ear.

All the while, I was massaging his ass. Probing his hole with my fingers. Toying with his nuts. And driving him close to cumming.

I have no idea how long this went on. I wasn’t into time. I was into us. Into Billy. Into what I just knew was going to be the most amazing cum I’d had in months.

As I worked a second finger up Billy’s willing asshole, I could tell he was getting close. Too close. I eased one finger out and then the other. With both hands I gently but firmly pushed him back so he was now sitting over me. On me. Straddling me. His tight ball sac resting on mine. The base of our cocks just touching.

“Is everything OK?” he asked.

“Sure. It perfect,” I purred in response.

My cock was twitching and bouncing up and down. Missing the friction is had just been enjoying. Leaking more pre-cum than we had any need for.

Billy watched it for a moment. Fascinated by it in the same way I remembered him being fascinated by sex during those first times we explored each other’s bodies. Just as he had before he even suspected he was gay. Just as he had when I first realized I was falling for him.

He reached down and started to slowly stroke my aching cock with his fingertips. Oh my god, I had taught him well.

He lazily moved his hand up and down, letting his fingers graze the underside of my cock. It kept twitching and leaking at the sensation. My cock was screaming out for him to wrap his warm fingers around it. Stroke it. Suck it. Take it up his hot ass. I was going crazy with needs and wants and lust for him.

Billy was smiling contentedly. I raised my head enough to see his hard cock. It was absolutely rigid hard. Jutting up. Touching his abs. Leaking pre-cum that was flowing down into his curly pubes. Probably down into mine, too. But I couldn’t see it.

Even as I thought those thoughts and saw his hard cock, I realized I could feel his pre-cum flowing down around my nuts. Oh, god, this was heaven!

Billy winked at me and reached his index finger out to the tip of my cock. He swirled that finger in my flowing pre-cum. As he lifted his finger from my cocklips, my cock rose up as if to follow it. As if it didn’t want the touch to end. A strand of my pre-cum still linking the two. His finger. My cock.

Billy began to run that single slippery finger up and down the full length of my steal-hard rod. Ran that fingertip right to my nuts. Following the seam along its sensitive underside. From time to time Billy would renew his supply of my pre-jizz and go at it again.

I realized soon enough that each time he got more pre-cum, his strokes along my shaft became shorter. The time spent toying with that tangle of nerve endings at the base of my cockhead was growing longer. More intense. For me that spot is the most sensitive on my body. And Billy damn well knew what to do with it.

Finally he took the scarred bit of loose flesh, flesh that holds so much pleasure for me, between two of his fingers. He was rolling it back and forth, sending a flood of sensations to my cock. To my brain. To every lust center in my body.

My cock twitched wildly as he continued that crazy sexy massage.

I bucked up. My hips thrusting. I twisted from side to side. The sensations so intense. My toes curled. My gut went tight. My brain was overwhelmed with needs. Cum! I just had to cum and I knew I couldn’t stop from cumming now. And just as I was at that point where any touch, any movement, even a gentle breeze on my cock would have sent me over the edge . . .

Billy stopped. My cock ached. My nuts ached. My brains ached. All in need of relief now! I needed to cum.

I tried to reach out to get myself off. Billy blocked me. Stopped me. But his smile told me not to worry. Unfortunately, his smile didn’t stop the need. My need. I had to cum so bad.

“I love you,” he said as he stared into my eyes. Then he ran his finger one more time from the base of my shaft upwards. His finger, slowly, gently moving closer to my pleasure spot. I’d thought I couldn’t get any closer to cumming. He moved so slowly. So tenderly. So maddeningly. Oh, so sexy.

The second he reached the base of my cockhead, my cock stiffened, pushing harder against his finger. It twitched. And that was all I needed. A stream of cum shot from my cock and splattered my face just below my right eye.

“You love me, too,” Billy said, as though my orgasm was the proof he needed. The only proof. That was my Billy.

He leaned toward me for what I thought was going to be a kiss. Instead he lapped at his own cum first and then shared it in a deep, warm, wet kiss. With that I shot another load and another. Splashing on Billy’s chest. His chin. Cumming again and again. Making an incredible mess between us as our kiss continued.

I could feel Billy rubbing his hard cock against mine, even as I continued to spasm and cum. Then I felt Billy tense and his cum began to flow all over my cock and abs. So much cum now between the two of us.

Billy moved his chest back and forth, sliding on my cum-covered chest. Worked his cock back and forth through my cum-drenched pubes. Jousting with my own still hard cock.

We played in our cum like two kids in a bath. Kissing and writhing and staying hard, even as the post-orgasmic sensations screamed out for an end to all the play.

Finally he let his full weight collapse onto me and then slid off to the side. We kissed once again and he rested his head on my shoulder.

I had never imagined our talk would end like this.

To Be Continued . . .

I hope you guys all enjoyed this latest chapter. As you can see, a big step forward has been taken. Justin and Billy aren't home free yet, but stay tuned and you'll see how they navigate these tricky issues. Leave a message to let us know what you thought. We'll be back in about a week as Billy tries to explain to Justin just what he's been keeping secret. Until then, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

HR,

Thank you. That was awesome. The detail, the emotions, the feelings, I felt like I was there. You did it again. I told you, you didn't have anything to worry about. I loved it.

Justin,

I know that feeling when someone barely touches you but it feels like they are sucking your entire cock down their throat. My wife used to do it all the time to me when she was putting a condom on me. She would make a circle with her fingers just slightly bigger then my dick and unroll the condom down me. As she pushed down on the roll of the condom he finger tips would just barely touch me as she went down about a half inch at a time. She would move her fingers up and do it again. OMG that feeling is so intense. Once she even made me cum just by putting the condom on me like that. I never knew a guy could receive so much pleasure from so light a touch. She couldn't understand why I always made her put the condom on me.

I have actually been trying to duplicate it while reading. I can't do it to myself. I either don't use enough pressure or use to much. I hope I find a guy that knows how to do that. God I miss that feeling.

I'm glad you finally got what you needed to say off your chest. And I hope Billy's goes as smoothly. Just remember to listen to him like he listened to you. If all goes well I know the next x-rated scene will be even hotter than this one.

Kevin

 

[justinjeans]

kevin - i just red ur note. its nice thanx. i dont no if u can get urself off that way as good. but keep trying. let me no if u do. btw i always try 2 listen. i hope u like billys part as well.

 

[keigan86]

HR me think only with my cock NEVER? lol

Awsome sex scene as usuall HR

Justin I am so glad the talk went so well and I hope Billy's goes as well too. Maybe yall should tie one another down and use a feather to tickle tourture eachother for waiting to talk so long hehe.

Justin and Billy you give me hope for this world yet!!!!

 

[caddymac]

Sorry HR about not enjoying the sex part. I am so steamed right now I can't see straight.
I will have to wait a day or two and read only the last part and see if I can enjoy it for just that without the Anger Factor!
Good chapter HR. Sorry for being so steam!

 

[caddymac]

Okay to clarify my attitude, I am still miffed even this afternoon that Billy is copping out on his deal and not fessing up to Justin.

 

[ayanhil2]

goood think u

 

[ariesstar89]

First off, I got to say. I'm glad that Justin came clean about everything that was going on. I was really excited about this, BUT i am upset that Billy did not come clean about things. I know, I know....I'm sure he will but if I was Billy I wouldn't have done anything until my side of the story had been told. Just my opinion.

Second, despite the fact that I wasn't happy that they got each other off, the scene was incredibly hot. I do believe I surprised myself one or two times while reading it. It was great to see the passion between the two like we've always known had been there.

All in all, great chapter Hardreader. You certainly held up your end of the bargain, and I hope that the next chapter can be even better (if that is even possible).

 

[Swallowmysperm]

love the new chapter

 

[JustJess]

I am sorry to have been quiet for so long, but like a lot of you I have been busy. H.R. told me that guys had been asking if I was doing alright and that I should speak up. I looked through the comments since my last time on and didn't see any, but maybe they were private messages or something.

I'm doing fine. Having a good time. I think you'll get to read about that when H.R. finished with Justin and Billy's story. I think you'll like it because my life has been a lot better lately since I have a new friend. You can probably see the smile on my face.

I also am now caught up with the story again. I'd fallen behind like some of you do. I had a hard time reading about my friends and their hard times, but I know their happy now andit's so much better for them. I hope thast didn't give to much away.

That's enough. I just wanted to let you know I'm doing just fine. And yes I'm having lots of good sex. Billy, that was for you.

I hope you enjoy reading the rest of this book. Mine's next!

Sorry for my bad typing.

 

[keigan86]

Jess of course we are always thinking of you along with Billy and Justin. I think if it were not for you Jess there never would have been a story that alone a book 2 with book 3 soon to follow.

Glad your doing well and keeping busy Jess but please do take time to say hi to us from time to time.

 

[hardreader]

Hey, guys, it's time for the weekly mailbag again.

Swallowmysperm -- "love the new chapter" Well, why wouldn't you love it. Plenty of drama. Plenty of sex. Did it get you off? That's what we want to know.

ariesstar89 -- "First off, I got to say. I'm glad that Justin came clean about everything that was going on. I was really excited about this, BUT i am upset that Billy did not come clean about things. I know, I know....I'm sure he will but if I was Billy I wouldn't have done anything until my side of the story had been told. Just my opinion. Second, despite the fact that I wasn't happy that they got each other off, the scene was incredibly hot. I do believe I surprised myself one or two times while reading it. It was great to see the passion between the two like we've always known had been there." There were some interesting observations from readers this week. I liked your thought that Billy should not have unloaded his cock and balls until he had unloaded his secrets. But what I didn't understand was just what you meant by: "I do believe I surprised myself one or two times while reading it." Can you please elaborate?

ayanhil2 -- "goood think u" Of course, you're welcome. And so good to have another new reader join in commenting on our story.

caddymac -- "I am still miffed even this afternoon that Billy is copping out on his deal and not fessing up to Justin." Even though I had to drag this clarification out of you, caddymac, you were the very first to raise this point.

keigan86 -- "Justin I am so glad the talk went so well and I hope Billy's goes as well too. Maybe yall should tie one another down and use a feather to tickle tourture eachother for waiting to talk so long hehe. Justin and Billy you give me hope for this world yet!!!!" Hope for the world is fine, but I really like that feather idea.

Matt18 -- "Wow great work HR! Got me off and, it was great to see the start of a resolution between Billy and Justin. It will be interesting to see what Billy says about what he has done. Thanks." I see you have your priorities in order. (1) Get off. (2) Voice your approval of how well Justin's part of the talk went. My work must be having a good effect on you.

kk-lonewolf-37 -- "Justin, I know that feeling when someone barely touches you but it feels like they are sucking your entire cock down their throat. . . . I have actually been trying to duplicate it while reading. I can't do it to myself. I either don't use enough pressure or use to much. I hope I find a guy that knows how to do that. God I miss that feeling. I'm glad you finally got what you needed to say off your chest. And I hope Billy's goes as smoothly. Just remember to listen to him like he listened to you. If all goes well I know the next x-rated scene will be even hotter than this one." Practice, practice. practice! You'll get that pressure just right and cum like a fire hose. But wait till you read the next chapter. You'll have a lot more practicing to do!

I want to thank both Jess and Justin for joining in the conversation this week. It's been a long time since we've had two of the guys in one week and it livened things up as usual.

The next chapter is Billy's to tell. He has more to confess than Justin. so please excuse the fact that it will be a two-part chapter. And please don't feel you have to wait until the end of both parts of the chapter to comment. Jump in any time to share what's going on in your mind or in your pants (for those of you who still wear pants while reading). We love hearing from you.

So until I can get the finishing touches on Billy's confession chapter, stay happy. And stay hard!