My Best Friend - Chapter 21 - Thursday
My Best Friend - Chapter 21 - Thursday
BZZZZZZ! BZZZZZZZ! BZZZZZZZ! BZZZZZZ! What the hell was that incessant BZZZZZ! BZZZZZ! I was hearing. Oh yeah I thought to myself our alarm clock was telling me it was time to get up and run. I rolled over and saw that Timmy was lying on his stomach with his face turned towards me and his eyes were open and he was smiling that adorable goofy smile that I loved so much.
I scooted over and we kissed tasting each others lips and tongues and early morning breath. “God I love you so much man. I hope you know that,” I told him as I rolled over and slid my legs out from under the covers and sat up placing my feet on the floor. I could feel the urge to run and to use my muscles this morning. Even after all the incredible exercise I got last night dancing and having sex my body seemed to be begging for more. The more you used your muscles the more they called out to be used. I stood up and was surprised to see my cock was not hard as it usually was in the morning. Perhaps all the dancing last night dehydrated me and I didn’t have as much pee as I usually did.
I turned around to see Timmy standing on the other side of the bed looking at me.
“Were you perving on my butt man?” I asked.
“How did you know?” Timmy replied.
“I don’t know I just felt your eyes caressing my cheeks I guess. Look at this man isn’t it amazing. I am not pee hard like I usually am and neither are you.” I said.
“Yeah I noticed that. Wonder why. You ready to run?” he asked.
“Yeah it’s like my whole body is just begging me to run man. It feels so cool. Almost sexual,” is aid.
“Yeah you are finally getting it man. That is what Brad and I feel all the time. It’s like a sweet zone and it is great,” Timmy said walking around looking for his running shorts and a t-shirt to wear. We quickly dressed and sat down next to each other to put on our socks and shoes and were soon ready and in the bathroom taking a leak just in case. Neither of had much pee but we were able to empty what we had.
“Say man I never asked you. Did you notice the mirror in the office last night?” I asked Timmy.
“Well duh man. It was a mirror wasn’t it? Of course I noticed it. I never pass by a mirror that I don’t look at this fabulous face and body of mine,” he said grinning and striking a pose. “That mirror was placed just right to watch Billy Bob working on your cock and it was cool watching our reflections.”
“Well my friend that was more than just a normal mirror. It was a two way mirror and Jay, Steve, Sean and Malcolm were on the other side watching us the whole time. They each shot a load seeing us perform and they said it was the hottest thing anyone them had ever seen.” I told him.
“You’re freaking me out man. You’re not shitting me are you? They were really watching us the whole time.” He said amazed. Then he added after a moment to reflect on what I had said,“I guess that is OK. So you mean we could have gone in and watched Jake and Billy Bob?”
“Yeah I thought about it but then thought that I would rather just be in the room with them watching them in person than on the other side of a piece of glass being like a voyeur or a “peeping Tom”. It just didn’t seem right to me so I didn’t say anything. Hope you don’t mind.” I said.
“Well as usual my good friend you are probably right,” Timmy said.
“Well the other thing is Jay apparently lets guys use the office all the time and he films them without their knowledge. He says he doesn’t sell the films or anything and Sean and Malcolm backed him up but still that sort of weirds me out man. I think they share them with other old guys they trust. Sean and Malcolm told him no way could he do it while we were in there and I told him the same thing if we go back again.” I said.
Timmy looked at me and said, “That’s cool. Thanks man. Shit I never even noticed. Shows how stupid I am huh?”
I kissed him on the lips, “You were just blinded by your brilliant reflection man and you are not stupid. Not at all. Anyway I love this stupid mug,” I said kissing his lips and touching the side of his face. “Say how do you think Cary, Jake and Skipper got on last night? I wonder if they went to their place or Skip’s place.”
“Probably Skips place to play games before and after sex. Jake really wanted to see Skips set-up. I hope they wore Skip out man and built him up at the same time. Shit getting fucked by Jake would do wonders for anyone. He is so freaking hot. Did you see Skip though he was like in a daze when they asked him to ride home with them. I don’t think he could even talk he was so amazed. And those other dudes in the bar really were all over him as well. If he drops a few of those pounds he will be OK man,” Timmy said as we started down the stairs unlatching the door and heading down to the kitchen.
Mike and Blackie were waiting outside and Blackie bounded over when we walked out for her pets, pats and kisses. “Hey guys,” Mike called as we started in on our warm up exercises and sets of push-ups. It felt so good to be exercising and stretching my muscles as we did bend overs. legs lifts, and then our sets of push-ups. When we were ready we ran off down the street with little Blackie chasing after us nipping at our heels and running around. She stayed on the lawns and the sidewalks like a good girl and for that I was thankful. She was so smart it was uncanny.
As we ran into the park Paul pulled up in his car followed a few seconds later by Brad and Tricia in his. We all said hello as they started right in on their warm ups and Timmy and I did more leg lifts. I was able to really pull my legs higher now and I could feel the muscles stretching and straining in my legs. We all started off running in a pack including little Blackie who tried her best not to get in the way of our feet. The front runners soon took off leaving Tricia and me and Mike and Blackie who kept up for half a lap and then a lap and then fell behind.
I thought about how that was sort of like life in many ways. There were those who fell behind and those who ran out front and those like me who were in the middle trudging along as best they could. But it was OK because the world needed all kind of people in order to make things work and it would be a shame if we were all the same. I was like a connector. I had the ability to bring people together who otherwise might not have taken the time to see the good in the other person. I liked doing that and I liked it when it worked out. I did seem to know when people would like each other and I had a uncanny ability to know if someone was gay or not. At least most of the time!
Then it was me and Tricia and I was keeping up with her better than I ever had before. I could sense in my mind and by watching her body language when she was going to try and pull out front so I decided to beat her at her own game and I took off and kicked myself in front and then pulled away by a length and then 2 before she realized what I had done. I was pumping my legs and my arms and my breath was going in and out and my lungs were straining as I pushed myself to keep ahead of her but then she was along side of me and then ahead by a nose and then by a length and then two and then she turned her head and gave me a quick smile and laughed. “Thanks Tom. You almost had me there. See you,” she said as she raced forward. I watched her cute perky butt as it left me behind.
I ran off the track and started to walk around breathing hard catching my breath. Mike came over to where I was and said, “ I though you had her for a minute there Tom and then she just took off. Sorry about that.”
“Its OK Mike. Tricia is just a much better runner than I am. But its OK for me because I felt really great about my run today.” I said.
“Mine hasn’t been so great I guess,” Mike said with his little head down.
I put my hand on his shoulder and squeezed it saying, “Come on Mike. You are only 10 years old and you just started running. I think you are doing really well. You are much better than you were two weeks ago and if you didn’t have to watch Blackie right now you would be doing even better. Pretty soon Blackie is going to grown up and then I think she may even leave you in her dust.” I tousled his hair and he groaned.
Johnny and Billy pulled into the parking lot then and got out of their car, “Hey Mike. Hey Tom. How’s it going?” Billy said waving at us as he and Johnny walked over in our direction.
“Hey Billy and Johnny,” Mike said as he ran off after Blackie who was chasing a bird across the grass.
“Tom thanks so much for inviting us last night. We had an awesome time with you and your friends. I can’t remember when we have had such a great time.” Billy said coming over to peck me on the cheek.
“So that is all I get. All those compliments and an invitation to spend the evening with two of the worlds greatest studs and all I get is a little peck on my cheek.” I said in mock anger.
Billy cocked his head and looked at me and then stepped over and grabbed my face with both his hands and locked lips with me forming a suction. He then began to kiss me like I had never been kissed before. My socks almost flew off as his tongue explored my mouth. When he broke apart there was a popping sound as the suction broke and all three of us laughed. I stepped back with a wide eyed grin on my stunned face, “Shit man you can kiss!”
“Yeah that is what Johnny tells me too!” Billy said with a satisfied grin on his face. Truth be told I had never been kissed like that before. I could learn a trick or two from Billy and then surprise Timmy.
“Damn man you are going to have to teach me some of that shit,” I said as Johnny came over and gave me a full mouth french kiss that was good but no where near as good as the one Billy just gave me.
“Any time my friend. Any time.” he said with a laugh and a bow. “I am at your service.”
“Hey Tom we invited Paul and Van over for a cook-out on Friday night. Can you and Timmy make it?” Johnny said. “Maybe Billy can set up a kissing booth or we can think of some other way to entertain ourselves.”
“Yeah. I will ask Timmy but I think that would be cool. We have a doctors appointment at 4 PM and then have to do a few family things but we could make it by say 8:00 PM if that is not to late.” I answered. “Say how did the ride home go last night. Anything I ought to know about?”
“Well Paul and Van were like making out most of the way home. It was so gross and unfriendly and then Van took Paul’s clothes all off and sucked him off in the back seat while I watched which was pretty good entertainment although the driver complained because he couldn’t see much but the sound effects were pretty good and Paul did share some of his cum with all of us when he shot his prodigious load.” Johnny said with a short laugh.
“Wow sounds like you had a good trip then. I am glad that everyone seemed to hit it off last night.” I said.
They started to limber up and soon were taking off around the track as the front running trio continued their run finally letting Paul slide off the track to catch his breath. “Damn Tom I need to remember my age. Running with those guys is such a pleasure it makes me feel so young. They just love it so much. What a high to find guys who love what they do so much.” Paul told me as he walked around and around getting his breath back.
“I love to watch them run. So Billy and Johnny told me you had a pretty nice ride home last night,” I said looking him in the eye.
“Shit I can’t believe I let Van suck me off in the back of a moving car. What if we had been stopped by the cops or something? Shit I need to be more careful but it was so hot Tom. I am having so much fun and I know you probably won’t believe it but when I got home last night Megan and I had sex for an hour straight before I let her cum along with me. It was hot.” he said finally catching his breath. “Megan told me our sex life had always been good but since I met you guys and Van it had been ratcheted up a few notches so she wants me to continue whatever I am doing. Tom, she is a tigress man.” Paul laughed as he thought about his ex life. “You guys have changed so many lives Tom. Thanks for that.”
“Hey man just helping out a fellow traveler on the way man. I couldn’t be any other way,” I said as Timmy and Brad ran off the track followed by Tricia. They hadn’t raced today so they weren’t quite as out of breath as they had been yesterday. They walked around talking to Paul about their running as Tricia came over to me.
“So Tom what gave me away? How did you know? Obviously I am signaling something and if so I really need to know so I don’t give my competition any edge in a race.” She asked me seriously.
“How about if I see how it goes the next few times we run just to see if I can pin it down for you. I know what I saw but it is hard to put into words you know,” I told her.
“Sure thanks Tom. I would really appreciate it,” she said clapping me on the back.
We said goodbye and Mike ran up the street towards home with little Blackie nipping at his heels. They looked so cute. I was so proud of all that Mike had done in the mast few weeks. His experiences with Rosa has really matured him quickly as they had for me but it seemed like he was really developing into a fine young man. Responsible and caring and I liked that.
Timmy and I threw our arms around each others shoulders as we walked along and I felt Timmy’s hand slide down my back across my sweaty t-shirt and then under the waistband of my shorts finally coming to rest on my sweaty backside which he began to massage and kneed with his finger tips. It felt so sweet.
“Damn man you wan to have me right here on the street. Lord you make me so hot,” I said looking at him. He had one of those huge goofy smiles on his face that were so endearing to me and I leaned in for a quick kiss as we walked along Maple Street, arms around each other, kissing and with Timmy’s hand down on my butt.
“Running makes me so horny. What can I say? Let’s hit the shower and let me introduce you to my little friend down here,” he said grabbing his crotch, “well I declare he isn’t so little any more is he?”
I looked down and Timmy’s cock was tenting out his running shorts and looked so fine. We laughed and took off running the final few yards to the back door. Hopefully our cocks would not be expressing themselves quite so much by the time we hit the kitchen and saw Grand! Probably not a sight she wanted to see this early in the morning I thought with a chuckle.
“Man you are so right. Grand might have a heart attack!” Timmy said competing my thought without my even telling him what I was thinking. We were really becoming like one.
“Morning Grand!” Timmy said as he ran in the kitchen and went over to give her a hug and a kiss.
“Morning Grand,” I said as I did the same.
“Oh you boys are so sweaty. Get on upstairs and get your showers and then come on down for some breakfast. How as your trip last night?”
“Oh Grand it was GRAND!” Timmy said as he twirled around. “The dinner at this Italian place was incredible. Food from Italy I had never seen before and then some great dancing at this bar. You should see Tom dance. He is incredible. Everyone is so jealous of his moves.”
“Well I am glad you had a good time. Now shoo! Shoo!” she said flipping her dishrag at us as we ran up the back stairs two at a time laughed and giggling. I latched the door and as I turned around I could see Timmy’s butt disappearing around the corner towards our bedroom. I would follow that butt anywhere I thought as I ran up the stair ripping off my t-shirt as I went. I dropped it in the laundry basket and kicked off my running shoes, took off my socks and then slipped down my shorts. Timmy was already naked and scratching his pubes with one hand and cupping his balls with the other. His dick was about half hard and getting harder. Mine was rising to the occasion just watching him play with himself.
“Time’s a wasting my friend,” I said turning around to wiggle my ass at him. He walked over and put his stiffening cock between my ass cheeks and just slowly moved his hips in and out until he was completely hard. I was conflicted between wanting him to stay in between my butt cheeks so much and having to get to the shower. Oh well it had to be done so I pulled away and ran down the hall giggling with the joy of anticipation. Timmy ran after me with his hard penis slapping against his thighs whooping and hollering.
I turned on the water and Timmy found a condom which he ripped open and handed to me. By the time I started to unroll it over the hard but soft skin of his shaft he was shivering and leaking precum all over the place.
“Oh fuck that feels so good Tom,” he said shivering and bouncing up and down on his tippy toes waiting impatiently for me to finish what I was doing. I grabbed his balls when I finished and gave them a quick massage and a tug. “Oh lord yes Tom. Get in the shower before this thing explodes on its own.” he said with an urgency in his voice that I took to heart.
We jumped in the shower and I took the bar of soap and quickly soaped up my ass crack and hole for him and then I turned myself away and felt his presence as he stepped up behind me to enter my ass. Oh God I thought this is good as I felt the tip of his penis hit my hole and push itself inside and then the shaft as it slowly made its way and finally the sensation of his forest of pubes as they tickled my butt. Timmy was really the only one who could turn my ass on like this.
“Fuck me man. My butt is yours. Show me some of that hip rocking action of yours Timmy Hamilton,” I moaned as I leaned my face up against the tile wall of the shower. He started to pump in and out of my ass hitting my prostate on each inward thrust. When his crotch hit my ass he gave a little extra thrust so it slapped up against my butt forcing himself as far inside as he could possible get. The feelings were so intense and I wanted it to go on and on. I tried to close down my sphincter muscles but just didn’t have the knack that he did with those particular muscles. I reached my hand down to my stiff rod and began to pump my cock. Timmy grasped my nipples with each hand and squeezed and twisted them as he rocked my body with his incredible hip thrusts.
“Ahhhh fuck me man I am cumming,” I yelled as I shot 3 big loads on the shower wall. I pressed my forehead against the wall and watched as my streams of jizz ran down the wall. Timmy increased his trusting motions finally bucking me really hard and groaning each time he shot a load into my ass. He kept pumping for a few minutes trying to drain every drop out finally stepping back.
“Every time I fuck you it gets better and better Tom. Shit can you imagine the fun we could have had in high school if I had only know how much fun this is?” he said steeping backwards under the spray of water. I turned around and reached down to strip the rubber off his deflating cock and throwing it in the trash and then I returned with a bar of soap to wash his cock and balls carefully. I loved to run my hands over a guy with a bar of soap. Something about it was just so satisfying and wonderful. So freaking sweet and sensual.
As we washed each other I said, “you know man I have been thinking about that a lot and I don’t know. If we had been together in high school you wouldn’t be who you are and I wouldn’t be who I am and you know it would have been hard when we were in high school. Shit can you imagine what your friends would have done to you. I didn’t think we would have survived it Timmy. Just think about your teammates and all. I don’t think they could have handled it man and that in turn would have made your life so different. We are older and more mature now. I know it’s just a year but a year for us at our age really has made a big difference.”
Timmy looked pensively and then said, “As usual you are probably right on top of things my man. Anyway it didn’t happen and we are TOGETHER and that is all that matters right now.” We kissed locking tongues for a few minutes and then turned off the water, stepped out side, dried off, shaved, flossed, brushed teeth, peed and headed back to the bedroom to start our day.
“So what time does the swim meet start?” I asked as I found my work clothes and started to get dressed.
“It starts right at 6:00 PM so come anytime after you get off work. I will be pretty busy setting up and getting the kids ready but Van said he was staying around and you can find him and hang out with him. Maybe Mason will be there as well and you can taunt him some more!” Timmy said.
“I don’t know about that Timmy. But it will be cool to finally see Van’s work. I’ll probably run by here and change and then come right over. So you want to go out to eat afterwards?” I asked.
“Yeah man. I heard about this new Indian restaurant that opened up over on West Barkley a few months ago. Some of the guys at the pool were talking about it and said its pretty good. I have never eaten Indian food so you want to try it?” he said.
“Oh shit man Indian food is to die for. I hope they have naan bread. It is so incredible. like pizza dough without any sauce and they cook it in this over called a Tandoori oven.” I said excited at the prospect of eating Indian food again. Chapel Hill had a great Indian restaurant that Brad had introduced me to last year.
We both ran downstairs unlatching the door and then continuing down to the kitchen. Dad was with Grand and we said hello as Timmy and I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down to eat our breakfast. Timmy had french toast, bacon, fried eggs and juice along with his coffee and I had my granola with a banana. Mike was eating cereal.
“So Mike how is Blackie’s food holding out?” I asked.
“I think we will need another bag next week Tom and I want to pay for it all with my money. Is that OK?” Mike asked.
I sort of smiled and giggled to myself thinking Mike would think to question if it was OK for him to pay for Blackie’s dog food. “Yeah I think that would be awesome Mike. Maybe we can all go to Timmy’s uncles for a swim and another picnic on Saturday and then stop by the pet store on the way home.”
“Really. Do you think so? That would be cool Tom,” Mike said.
“Timmy do you think you could give your Uncle Jack and Aunt Marge a call and see if that would OK to go out there on Saturday afternoon?” I asked Timmy.
“Sure I’ll give them a call. Maybe we could invite Van, Skip, Cary and Jake.” Timmy said. I’ll have to tell him no beer or pot. Hope he can go that long without getting high but I guess he can toke up on the ride out there!”
Mike and I got up and took our dishes to the sink and rinsed them and put them in the dishwasher. We grabbed our lunches and gave Grand a kiss and thanked her for taking such good care of us. I went over and gave Timmy a great big kiss and a hug and told him I would see him later at the pool. He told me he would check our e-mail and do our laundry before he headed out to work as he did not have to be in until 10:00 AM today because of the swim meet.
“Love you all,” I said as Mike and I went outside to drive to the Petersen’s house. Mike buckled up and off we went for another day on the job.
“Blackie is doing really good isn’t she Tom?” Mike said as we drove.
“Yeah Mike she is. I am amazed at how quickly she seems to catch on to everything and she really has not had any accidents in the house and so far she hasn’t chewed up anything that I know of. She is a sweet dog just like you are my man and so smart.” I said pulling the bill of his hat down on his face.
“Hey watch it Tom,” Mike laughed. “Do you think I am doing a good job this summer?”
“Mike I really think you are doing an awesome job. Bev told me the other day how impressed she had been with your work so far and Brad really likes working with you. You catch on fast and don’t have to be told something over an over again. I think you will have a job as long as you want one even after school starts in September. That is if you want to keep working.” I said.
“Yeah I want to work. I really like it and I like earing my own money Tom,” he said earnestly.
We pulled up to the curb behind our trailer just as Bev and Brad were getting out of the truck. We all said hi and Brad pulled Mike’s bill down on his ball cap and held it down while Mike wind-milled his arms at him laughing all the while.
We got right to work unloading all our equipment and Brad and Mike headed around towards the back lawn to start. Bev and I unloaded our Bob Cats and she said, “If you see Judy tell me what you think of her Tom.”
“Sure enough. No prob!” I said as I started my engine and headed around back to join Mike and Brad.
We worked straight through until our break at 9:30 PM and were just sitting down to eat our snack when I saw the back door open and a girl who looked to be Bev’s age come out. While she was not super model beautiful I thought she looked pretty good and I kicked my foot out to tap Bev’s foot. Bev turned around and saw Judy and got up to go over and talk with her.
I watched them talk and I could tell from her body language that Bev liked her a lot. They walked over in our direction. I looked at Judy and while she looked familiar I really couldn’t say I recognized her but people can change so rapidly at her age and I didn’t hang out with to many underclassmen or women except for Bev, her brother and Tricia.
I stood up and held out my hand as Bev came over, Tom I would like for you to meet Judy Petersen. Judy, Tom.” We shook hands and she was definitely not gay as far as I could tell. Bev would be disappointed to hear that but those were the vibes I got from her handshake. She was very nice and talked with us for awhile and then she and Bev walked back to the house.
As we finished our break and began to clean up our stuff to move to the small front yard I looked at Bev and shook my head no. I could see she was not happy but she shrugged her shoulders and started back into work. The front yard was finished in less than an hour and we loaded our stuff back on the trailer as Bev went to the door to collect our check from Judy’s mom. We then drove over to the Frank’s house which was only two streets away. Their lawn would probably take us the rest of the day.
I went over to Bev and said, “Hey sorry about that but I just didn’t get any vibes at all. I could be wrong but usually I am pretty on target.”
“That’s OK. She is the stuff fantasies are made of and I have Jessie for the real thing,” she said a bit dejectedly.
When all decided to get to work and so unloaded our stuff again and I asked Brad if he wanted to trade jobs and use the Bob Cat on this lawn. He looked at me with wide eyes and smiled as he said, “Fuck yes! Oh sorry about that,” as he looked around to make sure no one had heard him, “Thanks Tom. That is so cool. Thanks. Sweet.”
I took one of the weed eaters and started in on the edges of the flower beds. Mr. Frank was an interesting man. He was perhaps the largest man I had ever seen in my entire life. He wasn’t just big he was huge. At least his upper body was huge. His legs were small and I had heard that he was a great dancer. He wore his pants really high up over his huge belly. I often wondered if he had some kind of medical condition or what caused his fat. Lord I wondered what he would look like naked.
We worked for an hour and then broke for lunch and sat at one of their patio tables next to their backyard pool. It looked great. Nice blue cool refreshing. I wanted to fall in by accident on purpose. We started to eat our lunches and I saw a young guy come out of the house and I saw that it was the Frank’s son Randy. I didn’t really know him very well as he hung out with the country club crowd as his parents were pretty well off. He played tennis and golf and was pretty popular in high school. I tried to remember where he had gone to college but couldn’t.
He was looking pretty nice in his long baggie board shorts and a long t-shirt. Nice well developed tanned legs from playing tennis. He had long shoulder length blond hair and his legs were pretty hairy as well with lots of very curly blond hairs. He saw us sitting by the pool and wandered over. I don’t think he recognized me at all until he was right up on us and then the light bulb went off in his brain and he knew who I was.
“Shit man. Is that Tom Peters? Damn man look at you. What the hell have you been doing with yourself man?” he yelled.
Bev, Brad and Mike looked up as he yelled.
“Hey Randy. Yeah it’s me in the flesh. Little bit of this and that. I have been working out and running everyday with Timmy Hamilton, Brad here and his girlfriend and the new coach at the high school. Do you know everyone?” I said introducing him to Mike, Bev and Brad. They shook hands and then he shook hands with me and I could feel the vibrations that told me he was gay as a two dollar bill. I looked him in the eyes and smiled at him as we continued to shake our hands and arms up and down.
“Hey man can I show you something over here?” he asked me. I grabbed my sandwich and followed him over by the other end of the pool where they had this little mediation garden.
“Damn Tom you are looking fine. Shit I heard you were back in town and that you had really changed but I had no idea that was you. Fuck man,” he said as he reached out and ran his hand up and down my arm feeling my muscles.
“So where are you going to school Randy,” I asked.
“University of Charleston man. It’s been a great year for me. I well I guess you can tell I found my gay side man and it is so cool.” he said smiling at me. “You want to go inside for a quickie?”
I laughed as I said, “Yeah that would be great Randy but well I am with Timmy now and we do everything together. Maybe we can get together later and have some fun.”
“Yeah, that would be so sweet. I saw Mason Critzer the other day and he was telling me all about you and how hot you were and all. You probably know what a complete and utter jerk fuck he is but well I see him at the club and I have to keep up pretenses you know. Well anyway he invited me over to use his hot tub the other night and you know that fucker thought I was going to give him a blow job when I got there. He had this huge raging hard on going on when I arrived and made sure I saw it. Fuck I have to say it was hot but he is such a fuck face man. He would let me blow him and then he would have told everyone in town about it. I heard that he got this guy to blow him at UVA and then when the guy fell in love with him he outed him to everyone and practically ruined his life. I am not even sure how he knew I was bi but he was coming on to me like crazy. I am still trying to figure out how he knew about me. Maybe someone from school said something but I just don’t know man.”
“Oh shit I know all about it. He did the same thing to me and I got him back good,” I said.
“What did you do?” Randy asked.
I explained about how I took Timmy and the guys over for a little fun in the hot tub. Randy hooted and laughed and had a good time thinking about that.
“Great idea man. He must have been so fucked up when you came up out of the water and your cock was soft and all. Shit man my recommendation would to steer away from Mason Critzer. He is a great looking guy but he uses people. Always has. Always will. Uses guys and girls. I have heard his dad and mom are the same way. Trust me on this one.” he said “So you know some other gay people around here and they are cool?” he asked.
“Yeah man I do and thanks for the advice about Mason. Timmy told me the same thing. Guess I was suckered in by his good looks and charming smile and wonderful body. He definitely has had his cock sucked on that’s for sure and it seems like he needs to get blown in the worst possible way if he was coming on to you and me both,” I said. “There are more gay folks around here than you would think. I know this town seems pretty homophobic but they are out there believe me they are there. Last night a group of us all went over to Beaver Damn to this great bar over there and there were like 13 of us. We had a great time dancing and having a good time together.” I said.
“Yeah I heard about that place but have never been. You are the first person I have come out to since I came home. It’s pretty scary as I am sure you know. Damn why does it have to be so easy at school and so hard at home?” he said.
“Different place man. So are you out with your ‘rents,” I asked.
“No I would like to be but I just don’t think they are ready for it.” he said sadly.
“You never know man when they will be ready. My dad and grandmother are really cool and Timmy’s mom is cool. It is awesome when you can like be totally out with your family. No hiding. No secrets. You should think about it man. I know it’s hard but then once it’s done it’s done forever,” I said.
“You are so fucking right Tom. That must be wonderful. The hardest part for me is having this separation in my life that I have to keep and remember who knows and who doesn’t. What can I say to this person and what can’t I say? The good thing is that everyone on my tennis team knows and no one cares and even my coach knows so that is really cool. You know how homophobic locker rooms can be I am sure but for some reason the guys on the tennis team couldn’t care less even though only 4 of them are gay.” He said.
“Look, Randy, I am going over to the club for the swim meet to watch Timmy work and to meet this guy doing the rock walls by the pool. I want to look at his work to see if I can recommend it to some of our clients and it turns out he is gay. He is also very cool and he is 38 years old and his name is Van. He went with us to Mason’s house and has this incredible dog named Brent that I swear understands everything he says.” I rubbed my hand on his arm feeling his wonderful curly blond hairs as I talked. “Why don’t you meet us there and go with us to dinner afterwards and then maybe some fun at our place if you want.”
Tears began to fall from Randy’s eyes as I invited him to go with us, “Damn man thanks. You are awesome. I mean you don’t even know me man and I was never particularly friendly to you in high school.”
“We just ran in different crowds man. No sweat over the past man. Look Randy we are all just getting by man and we need to stick together. High school was high school man and now is now. I know it sounds trite but it’s true man. We can’t live in that past. We got to live now. Look I can introduce you around to some of the guys and lord man once they get a look at this fine package you won’t be able to keep your pants on all summer long. Your butt and your cock are going to be so sore man. You better be careful what you wish for,” I said laughing.
He laughed as well, “you sure I can’t interest you in a little of this prime grade A meat man. I know it’s a bit on the thin side but I have 7 inches hard with a great big mushroom head and if I must say so myself gorgeous low hangers.” He grabbed his crotch and stroked himself coming on to me. “hey look I am really sorry man. I was just teasing you know. I so respect what you and Timmy have together man. I really hope I can find something like that someday.”
I showed him my ring and he held my hand and looked at it carefully. I took it off and showed him the inscription and he started crying again. “Shit man that is so fucking beautiful. Damn I thought shit like this happened only in story books and shit.”
“Look Randy, I need to get back to work man. Our break is about over,” I said as I saw Bev, Brad and Mike cleaning up their lunch stuff getting ready to go back to work. I saw Mr. Frank come out of the back door and was once again amazed at his size and the way he walked, waddling back and forth, across the lawn towards Bev and the guys. He was fucking huge.
“Hey Randy I don’t mean no disrespect but why is your dad so big man?” Ia asked.
“It’s OK. I know everyone talks about it but no one wants to say anything to me for fear of hurting my feelings or something. It’s actually refreshing that you had the nerve to ask. He has some medical condition that has this long name that I can’t even say. Apparently they didn’t know what it was until he started to gain so much weight and then it was to late. His body just takes everything he eats and turns it to upper body fat. Apparently he can’t metabolize what he eats. He has been to like hundreds of doctors since I can remember. He really doesn’t eat all that much although he loves good food and well you can see his legs are little bitty things. He and my mom can really dance I will say and they are both great guys and I know they love me. I should tell them about my gay side and all and maybe being around you will give me the courage man. I know it’s gross and all but they can really have some wild sex from the noises I have heard coming from their bedroom over the years.” He said with a chuckle as we walked across the lawn.
“OK, then we will see you later at the pool and Randy I wouldn’t say no if you were to like take off that t-shirt and dive in the pool and sort of show me what you have with a little preview,” I said with a huge wicked grin on my face as I smiled.
He looked at me and smiled and then reached down and stripped off his t-shirt pulling it up and over his head exposing his gorgeous 6 pac, chest and pits as he did so. Lord he was an walking advertisement for playing tennis. So golden bronze all over with a wonderful smattering of golden blond curly hair on his chest and abs and a thick golden treasure trail leading down into his board shorts. Great arm muscles and an Adam’s Apple that made me hard. I think he may have been the most tanned person I had ever seen in my life. He was little and wiry as many tennis players are and had these incredible calf muscles on these small little legs that were an instant hard on for me. I wondered if he was tan all over or had a tan line and a cute white fuckable butt hiding under those shirts. Nice package and I couldn’t wait to see him naked later. I wondered what Van and Timmy would think when I brought him along as their dessert after dinner. I chuckled at the thought and Randy looked at me wondering why I was chuckling. He turned and dove in the pool cutting the water like a knife swimming underwater like a dolphin or a porpoise and then breaking free to shout and shake his head and long golden hair letting the water falls off in drops through the air.
The amazing thing that set Randy off was that he was a pretty short and wiry guy. He was maybe 5 feet tall at the most I thought maybe 5' 1" or 2". No bulk to him. No excess weight on him at all. Timmy had the bulk of a swimmer but Randy had the wiry look of a tennis player who had to dance around on the court hitting balls and flying through the air.
“Oh that water feels good and cool guys. Wish you all could come on it.” he said to all of us.
“Yeah I wish we could but we need to get back to work. Great talking with you Randy and seeing you again,” I told him as I turned to his dad. “Hi Mr. Frank. Great to see you again. Tom Peters,” I said extending my hand to shake his with a nice firm grip. “This is my brother Mike and you know Bev and Brad.”
He had this deep booming voice and loved to laugh. “Good to see you again Tom. Looks like college must be agreeing with you. I know Randy has had a great year. Nice to meet you Mike.”
“Yeah it has been a great year for me. I have gotten involved in a theater group and was in a couple of plays this past year and I have been working out and getting in shape.” I said to him.
“That is great. Thanks for the excellent job you guys do on our lawn.” he said as he handed Bev our check. “I will see you all next time. Got to go to the store. See you son.” he said as he waved at Randy and walked over to his car parked in the driveway.
Randy had been swimming around the pool and for my benefit he swam over to the edge and placed his hands on the lip and effortlessly lifted himself up and out of the water to land in a squat on the concrete lip. He then stood up with water dripping off him in sheets and adjusted his shorts lower down on his hips. Oh God I could see the tops of his pubes sticking over the top of his baggies and then could see the sharp online of his tan line. Golden brown tan on one side and pure white on the other. Oh I couldn’t wait to strip those shorts off and see him in his full glory.
He smiled at me and I grinned at him each knowing full well what the other one was thinking. I waved and headed back with the others to work. We had a lot to do to finish up before I had to leave this afternoon. The afternoon went by in a blur as I thought about Randy and his being gay and trying to come out into a world of straight people. It was so hard and so difficult especially as an athletic young man. It would be good to get him around my family who were so accepting of Timmy and me and our love for each other. It wasn’t a thing or a word to them it was who we were. The essence of our being. We were FAMILY in every sense of the word and we all supported each other to the best of our abilities.
We got back to work and I made sure to keep an eye on Randy as he swam and walked around the pool giving me a censored show of his fine body. The afternoon flew by and we took a short break around 2:30 PM. I didn’t see Randy anywhere as we ate our snacks and drank some water and talked about the day, our job, running and the like. Bev thanked me again for including Jessie and her in our dinner and dancing outing to Beaver Dam.
I told her I really wanted to be off by 10:45 AM on Saturday to go to the library with Mike to listen to Timmy read at story time. She said it would be no problem and that if we weren’t quite finished that she and Brad could do the clean up work. I thanked her as we got back to it and finished by 4:40 PM.
We loaded up all the equipment and Bev said she would meet us at the Grant’s place out on River Road in the morning. It was a new account and apparently it was a huge place that would take us most of the day. She gave me directions and I reminded her that I had an appointment with my doctor for a physical at 4:00 PM. I told her either I could run Mike home when I left or maybe she and Brad could take him home if we weren’t quite finished. That was cool with both Brad and her.
Mike and I said goodbye and told Brad we would see him in the morning at the park. Mike and I got in the truck and buckled up and headed home.
“Tom can I ask you a question?” Mike said as we drove along listening to some Rickey lee Jones at Red Rocks on the CD player.
“Sure shoot man. What’s on your mind?” I replied.
“Well I know dad and Timmy’s mom are getting married and I know she will be moving in to our house and that is great. I really like her. I really do. I know she wants me to call her mom and I hear you say it all the time but I don’t know if I am ready yet. I don’t want to hurt her feelings Tom and I don’t know what to do.” he said his voice quivering almost on the point of crying.
I reached out my hand and stroked his shoulder and his arm and then I pulled the truck over and unbuckled his seat belt and pulled him over into a big all encompassing bear hug. He started to cry and let all his emotions out. All the shit he had bottled up inside came flowing out. He shivered and shook as he cried and I just was quiet letting him have this time and space without any interference from me - the adult. I could tell him it was all right but it wasn’t. I was so easy to just slough it off but he needed this time to grieve for the loss of his mother.
“It’s OK Mike,” I said stroking his hair and face with my hand. “It’s OK man. It’s so different for me I know. My mom died when I was born and I never knew her Mike. Rosa was never my mom and I know she was yours and she was always the way she was with you. I know you still have feelings for her and that is good. Keep those good feelings alive. Don’t let go of them. They are yours forever Mike. You’ll know when the right time to call Mrs. H. mom is. It has to be in your time man. it’s your decision not anyone else’s! Don’t let me or anyone else rush you OK,” I said taking his face in both my hands and wiping the tears off with my thumbs as I looked deeply into his eyes. He nodded his head and then hugged me again.
“Thanks Tom for saving me and Ben and Willie. I think I may have died that night if you hadn’t come in when you did. You are the best-est big brother,” he said hugging my neck and kissing my cheek. “Thanks I’m OK now.”
I started the truck as he slid over in the seat to fasten his seat belt again and I pulled out to finish the drive home. “Mike I am here for you man. Anytime. Anytime you need to talk I want you to know I am here for you. And Timmy too and dad and Grand and Mrs. H. About anything at all OK? All you have to do is ask.”
He nodded his head and looked out the window as we drove letting the wind blow his hair and dry his face. When we pulled up in the driveway he turned to look at me and said, “Is my face OK? Can you tell I have been crying?”
I reached over and just wiped his face again with my hands and he looked OK. I nodded and he shot out of the car to find Blackie. I saw dad’s car in the driveway and was glad he was home early. There was also another car I didn’t recognize. I walked inside and found my dad and Skip sitting at the kitchen table with a bunch of papers spread out in front of them. Grand was busy fixing dinner and mom was helping her. I said hello to everyone and went over to kiss Grand and mom.
I walked over and stood behind Skip and placed my hands on his shoulders and gently massaged him. “So what’s up guys? What are all those papers you got there?”
I went to my lawyer today Tom and set up accounts for Ben, Willie and Mike at the credit union. That way I can deposit the money I owe them directly into the accounts and they can use it when they get older at your dad’s discretion of course since he is their legal guardian and all.” Skip said.
“I still think it’s to much money Skip but what do I know about games and software. I am an old dinosaur,” dad said laughing.
“So how much money are we talking about?” I asked.
“Initially I have put $5,000 in each of their accounts and the more games they help me with the more I will give them and believe me Mr. Peters they earned it. My partners and I will make at least $1,000,000 off each game and that is apiece not together. There is so much money out there in games. It is weird but true.” Skip said blushing a bit.
“HOLY SHIT. Oh sorry mom. Sorry Grand!” I yelled.
Mom laughed and said, “It’s OK Tom. When Skip told us the numbers before you arrived I said the exact same words didn’t I Alan?”
“Yeah you did and it shocked me. In fact I am just not sure I want to marry a woman who can swear like that!” dad said laughing.
“Your sons are very intuitive Mr. Peters and the suggestions they gave me and the notes Mike made were so on the mark. Mike was so careful in his notes and so precise. My partners were astounded when I told them today and showed them Mike’s notes.” Skip said.
Skip gave dad a pen and he signed all the documents as the boys legal guardians and then Skip collected all the papers and placed them in a file folder. “I will make copies tomorrow and get them back to you so you can keep them in a safe place Mr. Peters.” he said sticking out his hand to shake dad’s. This was a different side of Skip that I had never seen before. He was so
self-assured and so business like and dad really respected that and responded to it.
I looked at the kitchen clock and knew that I had better get started on my shower if I wanted to make it on time to the swim meet. “Skip you want to come upstairs with me for awhile while I get ready to go out?”
Skip nodded and grabbed his folder and followed me up the stairs to our bedroom. I latched the door behind me and we walked up the stairs. “Wow Tom this is so cool up here,” he said as we walked into the bedroom. So different than living in my musty damp basement. But I guess sit is pretty cool for all my computers down there,” Skip said.
“Hey I know its like none of my business and all but how much are you really worth Skip?” I asked looking at him.
“Shit Tom I don’t have any secrets from you but don’t spread it around or anything OK? It’s sort of embarrassing,” he said.
“Can I tell Timmy?” I said.
“Yeah Timmy’s cool man. I don’t really have a head for all those numbers but the last time I looked it was about 10 million.” he said without any bragging.
“Oh my God Skip. That is amazing! Really and truly amazing,” I said.
“I know it sounds stupid Tom but it’s just money man. What really turns me on is creating the games and watching people get into them and play them and all. You and Timmy must be so happy up here man. I give a lot away to different charities so let me know if you know of any that need some help,” he said looking around our room. He was just so natural about his money but as he said it was just money after all. But shit what a fuck load of money it was!
“Yeah Timmy and I like it a lot. Away from everything and everyone. Look man I need to get a shower and get ready. You are more than welcome to watch and I want to hear all about your night last night. Spill it all man. Every last detail,” I said grabbing his love handles and giving them a squeeze making him giggle and laugh. I started to strip off my work clothes and take off my work shoes and smelly dirty socks. “So did you go to their place or yours?”
“We went to mine. Jake really wanted to see my games setup and where I invented them and all. He is really great with computers but tries to hide how smart he really is. He is amazing Tom and Cary is pretty cool as well. Thanks so much for introducing us.” Skip said as he followed me down the hall to the bathroom. I took a leak with Skip watching me. He couldn’t take his eyes off my naked body and my cock and balls and watched intently as I peed.
“You want to shake it for me,” I said.
He nodded his head and reached out his hand and took my cock tenderly in his hand and shook it and squeezed it.
“Thanks man,” I said as he finished and stood back.
I put the seat down and told him he was welcome to sit and watch me while I took a shower if he wanted to. He did and I left the shower curtain open as I stepped under the water and grabbed the bar of soap and began to wash my dick and balls while Skip watched wide eyed. I gave him a show and it was hot. I did enjoy performing no matter where the stage was. Even in a shower!
“So more details man,” I said with a laugh as I grabbed my cock and soaped it up.
“Well Jake had to smoke a joint of course and then he let me take his clothes off and oh shit Tom he is like so perfect isn’t he? I was like afraid I would pass out or something. And then I took Cary’s clothes off and I wasn’t prepared for all that red hair and his cock. he is like on fire in his crotch isn’t he? And both their cocks are incredible aren’t they?” he said.
“Yeah they are pretty awesome dudes.” I said letting my cock get rock hard with the thoughts of Cary and Jake naked.
“Well I let Jake fuck me while Cary kneeled over my face with that amazing fiery red crotch of his and I sucked his fat cock and then they switched places and Cary fucked me while I sucked on Jake. Damn Tom I was like in heaven. Then they both sucked on me together and it was amazing Tom. Jake is incredible and well neither of them seemed to mind all my fat. They both said they would help me lose some weight if I wanted to and I do man. I really do. For the first time in a long time I want to change Tom.” he said with an excitement in his voice I hadn’t heard before. That was a good sign.
“Then Jake turned over and showed me his ass and let me kiss it and he asked me to stick my tongue in his hole and lick his crack and everything and then he asked me to fuck him and he really seemed to enjoy it. They liked my cock and everything. They finally left around 5:00 AM man. My ass and cock head are still a bit sore but I think I could do it again if they asked.” he said.
“I am sure you could man,” I said as I was washing my chest and pits and I continued, “You need to be aggressive man. They said they would help so ask for their help. Call them up. Tell them you are horny. Go for it man. Be assertive man. Jake can probably wear those pounds off you Skip if he fucks you enough. They both will appreciate your aggressiveness and see that as a sign of strength man,” I laughed and he laughed as well as he continued to watch me wash. I rinsed off and turned off the water and grabbed a towel. I stepped out right in front of Skip and gave him a show as I dried off. I then had to turn my ass towards him as I shaved and brushed my teeth.
“Look man you remember me last year. Granted I was not as fat as you are but I was pretty overweight,” Skip nodded as he remembered. “So I know what I am talking about Skip. It’s not just theory man. You can do it. If I could do it you can do it. You just have to watch it each and every day. its so hard man I won’t kid you that’s it easy. It’s work every day. You can’t eat this and you can’t eat that and you have to watch your portion size and you will hang around people like Jake and Timmy who can eat everything in sight and never gain an ounce and that’s just not you. It’s not fair man but it is the way it is. Do you understand that?” I asked as I started back to the bedroom.
He nodded. “Will you help me Tom?” Skip asked as I found some boxers.
“Yeah I will be here for you if you need to talk with someone. You have my number,” I said as I slipped on my board shorts and found a cool t-shirt that showed off my new physique. After all I was going to the Country Club and wanted to look my best. “And thanks man for what you are doing with my brothers. They are so excited about helping you with your games. That is about all they can talk about. Timmy and I will bring them over to your place sometime so they can see the whole set-up. OK?”
“Yeah that would be awesome Tom,” Skip said. “Anytime, just let me know so I can see if I can fit it in my normally busy social calendar.”
I looked at Skip and made a set of muscles, “How do I look man. Feel my muscles.”
He came over and felt each of my muscles with his hands and from the look on his face he was surprised at their rock hardness under the skin. It felt good to impress him with my changes.
“How’s my hair man?” I asked.
He ran his fingers through my hair and said, “Looks kind of hot Tom.”
“Hey man I don’t want the kind of hot look. I want the really hot knock your shoes off look!” I said laughing.
“OK OK yeah look you have knocked my sandals off!” he said as he kicked one of his sandals off across the room. We both laughed as he found the sandal and put it back on his foot. We walked down the stairs and I unlatched the door. We walked into the kitchen and Mike ran in with Blackie close on his heels. He ran over to Skip and grabbed his hand.
“Skip hey man. Come on in the TV room. We found something in one of the games that I think you should see.” Mike said excitedly as he half tugged half dragged Skip out of the room.
“See you later Tom. Thanks!” Skip said as he disappeared laughing around the corner.
We all laughed at the sight of Mike pulling Skip. “Dad why don’t you invite Skip to eat dinner with you guys. He needs some support right now. Grand and mom please watch his portions though OK? Like you do with me. He really wants to loose some weight.” I said.
“We’ll ask him to stay Tom. You have a good time at the swim meet.” Grand said.
‘Say hi to Timmy for me,” mom said.
“Sure thing mom. Did you take the boys to the park last night?” I asked.
“Yes and we had a great time. Alice and I walked around the walking trail with all the other older folks and had a wonderful time. We are going to go tonight and try to make a routine of it so I can keep this spare tire off now that I have a girlfriend to impress!” Dad said.
“Alan Peters you have already impressed me and I thought you were rethinking the whole girlfriend thing after you heard my dirty mouth,” mom said lightly punching his shoulder. Dad grabbed her in an embrace and they kissed. Grand looked on with a big smile to see her son who had been so lonely for so long so happy and so in love. He never would have acted like that with Rosa.
“OK guys this is getting a bit much for me so I will make my exit now. Love you all so much!” I said giving each of them a kiss on my way out. “Oh yeah I am getting off work early on Saturday to go and watch Timmy read at the library. I know he might be a little bit nervous so I want to be there to support him. If you can make it I think it should be good. He told me he is going to read Roald Dahl’s book, Danny Champion of the World which has always been one of my favorites.”
I headed out the door and found my truck, got in, buckled up and I was on my way to the Country Club. How I disliked the country club and all that it stood for. An exclusive place to keep out people like me. A place for the rich to hang out with other rich people. Do their little dirty deals behind the closed walls. Maybe that was a good thing I thought with a chuckle as I drove along. It keeps them in their own little gated enclave and away for the rest of us. Did I really want to hang out with any of those people? Not hardly. I drove up to the gates and the security guard came out. I told him my name and that I was coming to the swim meet as a friend of Timmy Hamilton. He looked at his clip board and found my name and told me where to park. There were lots of cars already here and I had to park all the way at the other end of the parking lot.
I got out and walked across the parking lot towards the swimming pool. As I did I saw that some woman was leaning out of her car screaming at the security guard about something or other. I think I heard her yell about all the cars and the lack of parking and the poor security guard was trying his best to tell her about the swim meet and apologize. What you had to do for minimum wage I thought to myself. I didn’t think I could have been as nice as he was being towards her. What a bitch I thought!
As I passed the front door another man and woman were getting out of a big Cadillac SUV Esplanade and the man snapped his fingers at a young guy by the door and yelled, “Boy get over here now and get these bags out of the car. NOW! Take then to Mrs. Morton’s reception in the Oak Room and nothing had better be broken or missing or I will have your ass young man!”
The young black man looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders at him as he ran to get the mans bags. God this place was a throw back I thought. I was not used to living like this and hearing shit like this. How did Timmy stand it? How did these people get away with kind of behavior. treating someone like a slave just because he was black although I suspected this man would treat anyone he considered his employee no matter what his color or nationality like this. I guessed there must be some nice people here but so far I hadn’t seen any. Just pretentious mean spirited snobs!
I walked around the corner of the clubhouse and could see the swimming pool in the distance. it was packed with all kinds of people for the swim meet. Kids were running everywhere and I could see women and men in bathing attire as well as lots of teenagers and college age kids. The 18th green was to my right as I turned the corner and I saw a foursome of golfers on the green putting. One of them missed his putt and started to swear and scream and then he broke his club over his leg and threw it at his caddy and stomped off towards his golf cart sitting down in a huff. He picked up a beer and drained it and threw it in the basket on the back of the cart along with a whole slew of other ones. Alcohol could really make people mean I thought to myself. I thought golf was supposed to be a relaxing sport. I laughed out loud and the man heard me and turned to look at me and glare his hardest. I ignored him and kept on walking.
I could see Timmy and some of the other guards unrolling the lane markers off this big huge reel like thing on wheels. They strung them out the length of the pool hooking them on special hooks built into the walls. Timmy had on his speedo’s as did the other guards and they were all incredible hot looking. Damn how could he stand to be around those hunks all day long. I would have a constant pain in my dick from being hard as a rock all day long. He looked up and saw me and smiled his biggest smile and waved and pointed to the other end of the pool where I could see the construction area and Van working on the rock walls. Brent was sitting there patiently by his side watching all the activity.
I walked over and stepped over the yellow caution tape and went over behind Van. He had not heard me come over. Brent had looked at me and wagged his tail but stayed sitting down in the exact spot Van had probably told him to sit. Van had his ass towards me and had no shirt on. He had these thin cotton gym shorts on and his tanned hairy legs stuck out each leg ending in his high work boots and white socks.
“Um excuse me sir. I am looking for a guy to handle my rocks and I heard you might know of someone up for the job!” I said keeping as straight a face as possible.
Still leaning over he turned his face around and looked at me standing there behind him with that sweet sexy smile on his face. “Hey man. Yeah I think I can probably help you out if you think you are man enough to handle what I got.” he stood up and turned around and I could see what Timmy had said was true. He probably drove all the women and gay in the closet men wild as I could see the outline of his fat soft cock through the thin material of his shorts. The head was almost completely outlined by the material.
“Jesus man no wonder you almost get raped everyday.” I said in wonder gazing at his crotch.
“Yeah I love it man. Teaches those ass holes over there on that side of the line a lesson.” Van said with a laugh. “Actually it’s the way I have always dressed so I haven’t done anything differently. It just is very free and allows me to pick up rocks and move around easily. I feel more comfortable and seem to work faster when I am more comfortable. I never started it to show off or anything Tom.” he said with a grin. “Brent it’s OK. It’s Tom.”
Brent came over wagging his tail for a pat and a scratch behind the ears. I looked around at all the rocks laid out for the wall. I could see Manuel mixing some mortar. He was a short very good looking Mexican man who was very tan and very fit from years of working outside in the sun. he looked at me and smiled and I said “Buenos Dias,” which is the only Spanish I knew. Van rattled off in rapid fire Spanish telling Manuel who I was and what I did for a living I guessed. Manuel came over to bring the bucket of mortar and dump it on this piece of plywood and then shook my hands. His grip was extremely strong and his palm was calloused from all the hard work he had done over his life time. Plus I am sure the mortar he mixed changed the texture of his skin.
“Manuel has a wife, a son who is 15 and four daughters and a new baby son back home in Mexico. He sends all his money back home and goes home for 3 months in the winter time to see them. I am encouraging him to bring them here and have even found a place for them to stay on my dad’s farm. It’s an old house and he is fixing it up right now so they can come up later this fall. I’m letting him live there even though it is a mess. I’m buying all the stuff for the renovations and maybe once he gets on his feet we will talk about rent but not for awhile. My brothers don’t agree but my dad is OK about it. I’ll probably hire his son to work with us part time when he is not in school. I am going to be their sponsor.” Van told me.
“Wow man that is so cool,” I said with admiration in my voice. “Do you realize what a difference you will make in their lives?”
“Yeah I guess so. It seems like the right thing to do and I really like Manuel. He is fun to talk with and really is a thinker. Most people just dismiss him as a poor ignorant spic but he really is so much more than that and he wants so much for his son and daughters. I hate that for him but he just goes on day by day.”
Van showed me around and I was just amazed and in awe of the work he had done so far. He said it was almost finished and that he might have 2 more weeks left on this project. It was so beautiful the way each rock fit with the next one. One after the other after the other all intricately placed so that they fit together perfectly and in a certain order that was pleasing to the eye. He picked up his trowel and got some mortar on it and then placed the mortar on the stone at the bottom and then placed the stone he was setting on top. He tamped each corner down until it was just right squeezing some mortar out of the joints. He flipped the edge of the trowel along the joint and picked up any excess mortar flipping it into a crack here and a crack there. I was fascinated watching him move his hand so gracefully. So delicate. Like a surgeon of rocks. He worked steadily along and it looked as if he had gone into a zone and was not even aware of me, Brent, Manuel or the incredible noise of the crowd behind us.
I walked around the area admiring his work and occasionally stealing a glance at him. His arm muscles as they bulged and strained to pick up a rock were beautiful. Sweat and dirt and mortar were streaked here and there on his arms and legs. His hairy chest and abs were covered with sweat as they strained with the effort of his work. It was wonderful to watch a master at work. A true artist. A professional who cared about his work and the legacy he was leaving behind. This wall and this work would stand for a long time after Van had left this place and that was much of what people were buying.
Manuel was cleaning up their tools and washing down everything in preparation to quit work for the day. Van had just a small amount of mortar left to work with and he used every bit to finish the last rock of the day. He stood up and backed up to admire what he had done. His eyes glanced back and forth across the length of wall he had completed that day. He stretched his back and threw his arms behind him to work his muscles out from bending over so much. I guess that was one of the hazards of this job. Always having to bend over. When he was satisfied he handed his trowel to Manuel and smiled and gave him the thumbs up sign and talked more rapid fire Spanish to him. They laughed naturally together like two friends at work. Partners!
“So Van do you want me to recommend you to any of my clients who need some stone work done or are you just to busy?” I asked.
“That would awesome man. You never know when the work will dry up so yeah I need to keep my name out there all the time. I’ll give you some of my business cards to have on hand.” he answered.
He walked over to me and said, “Look Timmy said this thing will go one for about 4 hours or more so why don’t you ride home with Brent and me while I get changed. I am anxious to check my e-mail to see if Pierre has written and I would like you to meet my folks. I wish Timmy could come to but he can meet them later. What do you think?”
“Sounds cool. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do all by myself till he was finished. Oh shit I told a guy to meet us here. I need to call him and let him know I will be back.” I said as I looked up and saw Randy walking over towards me in his little tennis whites. God those things showed off his butt and his little wiry golden hair covered legs so beautifully. I wondered with a chuckle if a gay man designed them?
“What are you chuckling about Tom?” he said as he walked up.
“I was wondering if a gay man designed those little tennis shorts you are wearing. They show off your cute butt and your fantastic legs so well. Where are my manners? Say this is Van and Van this is Randy,” I said introducing them to each other. “And this is Brent.”
Randy squatted down to rub Brent’s head and scratch him. “Van’s the one who has done all this stone work.” I said.
“Wow it is amazing. I have been hearing how wonderful it is from my parents and I know that you are the talk of the ladies locker room my man. Did you know they stand up there at those windows and watch you all day long?” he said, “Don’t be obvious when you look. It’s the big ones with the shading on them to keep out the sun but allow them to look out. They apparently have 2 bridge tables set up by the window and watch you all day while they drink their drinks and gossip about their boring lives and their philandering rich husbands.”
“Ah that is so cool Randy. Thanks for telling me that. I sure I can try and think of something to show them to remember me by after I have gone in 2 weeks,” Van said as he threw back his head and laughed.
“You are so bad my friend,” I said clapping him on the back.
“Look wait here Tom. I need to go take a leak and I’ll be right back,” Van said putting on his
t-shirt to walk to the locker room to pee. I saw quite a few of the ladies follow him surreptitiously with their eyes as he walked. They were going to miss him when he was gone.
“Damn, Tom, Van is a legend in the ladies locker room. He really is. He has no idea. I mean they like to watch all the young life guards but Van is more mature so they are really hot for him. I heard some of the women talking about him the other day and the staff all think it’s a riot. I hear a lot of shit that I am probably not supposed to hanging around this place.’ Randy said.
“Look man I was just about to call you anyway. I am going to ride out to Van’s place while he gets changed and then will be back later so we can go out to eat when Timmy is through. You want to ride with us or hang around here?” I said.
“I have a tennis match in about 15 minutes otherwise I would Tom. Thanks for asking me. That’s nice. So I’ll see you later OK. Just be around here and I will find you and buy you a drink or something.” he said putting his hand on my shoulder and rubbing it gently. “Damn I wish I had the nerve to kiss you Tom.” he said looking at me in the eye.
“Yeah that would be sweet man but I don’t think the Country Club set is ready for that Randy!” I said grinning. I watched as he walked off through the crowd stopping to talk to many of the younger girls and guys on his way. He seemed to know everyone here and probably did. He was popular and born into privilege and it didn’t bother him or make him uncomfortable. He was at home in this life. I could never feel like that I thought.
I was amazed when I turned around and saw Mason Crtizer walking over towards me. Damn he was fine. To bad everyone was warning me off him. Baggie board shorts, no shirt, gorgeous legs and his incredible Apollo’s Belt that made me and everyone else look at his crotch with envy. It was light this big neon sign or an arrow pointing to his crotch that said look at me! I could see from his eyes he saw I had looked. He smiled that big award winning smile of his “Hey Tom how are you doing? What brings you to our little club?”
“Hey Mason. Oh Timmy wanted me to come over and see him work with the swim team and then we are going out to get a bite to eat later. And I wanted to check out Van’s rock work so I can maybe recommend him to some of my clients who need some walls and shit done around their houses.” I said. He nodded his head and looked somewhat nervous although I was not sure why he would be nervous around a guy like me on his own home turf. This was the house of Mason Crtizer.
“I didn’t know you knew Randy Frank,” he said.
“Oh yeah Bev and I cut his parents lawn the same as we do for yours. I never really knew him in high school but from talking to him today he seems like a cool guy. He’s on the tennis team at The University of Charleston and we’re going to hang out later but he has a tennis match right now so he had to split.” I said. “Oh yeah thanks man for letting me and my friends hang in your hot tub the other night. It is pretty cool. I had never been in one before. Everyone had a great time although I do think it got some of them a bit to excited for my tastes. I know you weren’t expecting that crowd to show up but I didn’t think you would mind.”
“Yeah Um yeah well I wanted to talk with you about that Tom. I um like wanted to apologize to you and all if there was any misunderstanding on my part and like it was sort of embarrassing when you pulled me out of the water if you know what I mean.” he said looking down at his feet.
What was this I thought? The great Mason Critzer apologizing for something he did. That would probably be a first in his whole entire life. Made me trust him even less. Was he trying to trick me with this apology as a ruse? “No problem man. It’s all cool. You were really showing a lot of wood there though when I pulled you out of the water. Guess all those other rods got your blood flowing. But it’s really OK man. Happens to us all at times I guess.”
“Ah no. Ah shit man. It really wasn’t like that at all. It was just that damned pot your friend Jake was passing around. I am not used to it I guess. Made me horny I guess. I was just thinking about seeing my girlfriend and all and then you pulled me out of the water and I wasn’t expecting it and all. Ah shit Tom please just forget it ever happened man. PLEASE don’t say anything to anyone PLEASE!” he said almost begging. I knew from what I had heard Mason Critzer smoked a lot of weed. All the lacrosse players did. They smoked and drank a lot and were known all over town as big party guys as I remembered so he was lying about that and if he was lying about that what else was he lying about I wondered. He must be a good actor I thought.
“Hey man. I told you it’s all cool. No prob. My lips are sealed. Your secret is safe with me but you know I can’t vouch for the other guys,” I told him. He was blushing and turned to walk away.
He turned and said, “Thanks Tom. I really appreciate that.” I hoped that I had not made an enemy out of him but it didn’t seem so although with a guy like Mason Critzer you could never tell. I had just embarrassed him and he wasn’t used to that. He could turn on me like a rabid dog from what Randy and Timmy said about him.
I saw Van walking over towards us and Brent started to wag his tail and his whole rear end in anticipation of his master and friend’s return. “Hey Tom. It’s cool. I told Timmy what we were doing and he said great. Let’s go.” Just then we heard the shot of the starter gun to start the first race. Little kids took off and parents were screaming and Timmy was walking along the side of the pool encouraging his team. He was so intent on his job and on doing a good job with the swim team kids. They all seemed to adore him which wasn’t hard to do. I was glad to see him so much in his element. I had never seen him race before and I wanted to watch him swim sometime. For some reason I was always to scared to go to the high school meets so I would stay at home and jerk off and cry instead. How stupid I thought. What a fool I had been.
We crossed over the yellow caution tape and walked across the parking lot to Van’s truck. Because he had to carry stuff to his truck during the day he had special permission to park close to the pool in a reserved parking place. I am sure that burned some folks but it sure was nice as we jumped in his truck with Brent and buckled up our seat belts and took off. Brent had jumped in the back of the truck and was running from side to side to look at the traffic and get the wind in his face.
“So was that the guy with the hot tub you were talking with Tom? Mason Wood or something?” Van asked cracking up at his joke.
I cracked up as well. “Yeah. Shit man he actually came over and apologized to me for the other night. But I mostly think he was worried that I might say something around about him have an erection in front of all of us and maybe someone might think he was “queer” or something!” I laughed and reached out my hand to rub Van’s shoulder.
“And who is Randy Frank?” Van asked.
“Oh I mow his parents lawn and we started to talk today when we were working over there. It turns out he has discovered his gay side at college and Mason found out somehow and tried to pull the same hot tub trick on him that he did on us except he didn’t think to take any friends over with him. He doesn’t know anyone gay around here so I told him I would introduce him around and he’s going out to dinner with us and then back to our place for a little bit of fun later. I can’t wait to see that cute little white bubble butt of his.” I said stroking Van’s shoulder.
“Yeah he is cute all right but a bit young for my tastes Tom. I mean don’t take this the wrong way or anything OK?” He said looking over at me. I nodded for him to go on. “I mean you and Timmy are different for me man but I am just not interested in those young guys. I know they are like so freaking hot and all but they just don’t do it for me. I like more mature guys like Paul and Johnny and Billy and even your friends Sean and Malcolm. To me that kind of guy really gets my juices flowing. Can you understand that?” he said.
“Sure man it’s no problem. You told me that before but I just want you to know you are always welcome to partake of this young Twink anytime!” I glanced down and saw that his cock was starting to crawl along the top of his leg under the light fabric of his shorts. It was like a worm as it grew and grew and you could make out the head and the shaft as it slowly crept its way along. Finally when it had reached its maximum height the head peaked out from under the edge of the fabric to look around. It was so cute.
“Looks like the thought of all those guys has made you hard Van,” I said as I reached over and pulled the fabric of Van’s shorts back exposing his fat hard cock which was lying there on his leg. I was always amazed at how large Van’s cock head was. God it was big and beautiful. I traced my finger tips along the shiny hard surface of his skin making him shiver and moan out loud.
“Jesus man. Be careful or I’ll have a wreck when I shoot all over the place.” he said. With regret I pulled the fabric of his shorts back down to cover little Van and took my hand away from his leg. “So dinner is OK but then I need to split and let you guys party with each other while I see if Paul is available. Are you and Timmy going over to Johnny and Billy’s for their cook-out tomorrow night?”
“Yeah we’ll be there. Timmy and I have a doctors appointment for a physical tomorrow at 4:00 PM and Timmy needs to read to the boys or they will have a revolt or something and then we’ll be over.” I told him.
“Oh shit can I come over to hear the story? I really am into it now. He has me hooked,” Van said.
“Yeah no prob man and then we can go over to the cook-out together. So is Paul coming?” I asked.
“He wasn’t sure but was going to see. It’s hard to juggle both his lives man. I know what it’s like and it is hard. At least Megan is supportive but he feels so conflicted and all. He doesn’t want to take advantage of her or anything so we will just have to see.” He said. “Well here we are. Just follow my lead OK?”
“Sure no prob man,” I said as he pulled his truck up to a cute old white farm house with a big front porch with a porch swing to take advantage of the breeze and the view. Looked like lots of bedrooms for their huge family. I could see the garden out back and the barn for their animals and stuff. It was well kept up and looked like a nice place to live and grown up. We got out of the truck and Brent jumped out of the back and ran off to do some business in the pasture. We walked up to the back door and went inside where we found Van’s elderly parents in the kitchen.
Mrs. Williams was a little bitty old woman with a huge smile on her weathered face. Mr. Williams was siting in a wheelchair and looked liked he had seen his share of work over the years. They were both obviously glad to see Van when he walked in and their smiles did not disappeared when they saw me following behind him.
“Hey mom, dad. This is Tom Peters. You know I told you about him and Timmy. I am going out tonight and need to go up and change and then we are going back to the club to watch a swim meet. Timmy is one of the swim team coaches,” Van told his parents who were looking at me and still smiling.
I reached out my hand to shake Mr. Williams hand and said, “I am so glad to meet both of you. Van has told me a lot about your big family. And your home place looks great.” Mr. Williams had a feeble grip but his hands told a story of a long hard life of hard work. Old and weathered like his face with big veins running across the surface. He wasn’t always like this. Mrs. Williams had a boney but firm grip and her hand also told a story of raising twelve children.
“Nice to meet you Tom. I hear you and your friend are the ones who got our Van back in a church and for that I am thankful to you both. We couldn’t do it no matter how much either I or his brothers and sisters nagged him so I am grateful for that! I don’t know much about your church but he says you read the same Bible we do in ours so I guess it’s OK. Welcome to our house. Can I get you something to drink?” Mrs. Williams said. “I have some fresh lemonade I just made.”
“That would be so nice Mrs. Williams thank you very much.” I told her.
“So son. Van tells me you have a lawn mowing business,” Mr. Williams said in a surprisingly strong voice for such a frail old man.
“Yes sir I started it when I was 13 years old and now we have 4 employees, a truck, a trailer, 2 Bob Cats, weed eaters and mowers, rakes, shovels and all kinds of stuff. I am pretty proud of it but will probably be selling my share to my other partner and her brother after this summer.” I said proudly.
“Well son that sounds like you should be proud of what you have done. Have you seen Van’s work? He is quite a good mason and his mother and I are very proud of him. All our boys have done very well for themselves. They all have steady jobs and good families. I know they all want to get Van here married off with 12 children but I think he needs to just wait a bit. He doesn’t need to rush and maybe the right girl is just not in his cards. Marriage to a good woman is just not for everybody no matter what his brothers and sisters say. They are a little to bossy for my tastes sometimes. Don’t matter none to me anyway.” Mr. Williams said and then changed subjects, “But he is also quite the farmer as well. He has a green thumb but I think he does that just to please me.” Mr. Williams said with a twinkle in his eye. Van blushed a little bit from his fathers praise but I could tell from the way he looked at his parents just how much he really loved them both. Mrs. Williams handed Van and I a glass of lemonade and I drank some of it. It was sweet but tasted good. Nothing like a glass of ice cold lemonade on a hot day to quench ones thirst.
“This is great lemonade Mrs. Williams thanks so much.” I told her truthfully.
“Glad you like it Tom. Now you had better go up and get changed son if you are going to get back into town.” Mrs. Williams said giving Van a peck on the cheek.
I followed Van into the hall and up the stairs and watched while he unlocked the door to his room in the attic. There were about 6 bedrooms on the second floor and all of them were empty and it looked like they all had to share one bathroom. Must have been crowded when Van was growing up.
“Van, is there a bathroom upstairs? I need to take a leak,” I said.
“No that is the one drawback. Just the one right there through that door Tom and then one we added downstairs when my parents moved down a few years ago because of my dad’s health.” he said. “I’ll go up and check my e-mail. Come on up when you are finished.”
I went into the bathroom and lifted the toilet lid. It was very clean and everything sparkled. An old fashioned country bathroom with a huge claw foot tub and one of those shower curtain rods that hung from the ceiling inside the rim of the tub. A retro fit that seemed to work pretty well. I stepped up to the toilet and spread my legs, undid my fly and pulled out my penis. I watched it with love as my bladder started to empty and I felt the pee travel through my shaft and out into the bowl. When I was finished I pulled on it to drain every last drop and then gave it a few tugs and shakes and put it away until later. I flushed the toilet and put the seat back down and left the bathroom to head upstairs.
Unlike our attic this set of stairs opened right into Van’s room which was large and airy and cool from the air conditioner unit plugged into one of the windows. It felt good. He had two ceiling fans going as well which circulated the cool air around the spacious room. A 32 inch TV was on one wall with his stereo and CD, DVD, VCR collection and he was sitting at a homemade computer desk looking at the screen. A large king sized bed was against the far wall where the window was and he had a few arm chairs placed around the room.
“Tom! Tom! Come here quickly man. Come here,” Van said with urgency in his voice. “Oh shit man I got an e-mail from Pierre and I am scared to open it man. What should I do? You do it man. PLEASE. Oh fuck man I am going to shit myself.” Van said with a mixture of terror and hope in his voice. This was the second time in a few hours that a guy had begged me to do something with the emphasis on the word PLEASE. What did that mean if anything?
I told him to get up and I sat down and used the mouse to open the e-mail from Pierre. Pierre started out by saying that he had been on vacation form the bank and was sorry it had taken him so long to reply. I read it out loud as Van paced the floor behind me. He was stripping off his clothes and they were flying everywhere around the room. A boot here, a sock there, his shorts over there and his shirt in the corner until he was naked and standing behind me nervously whimpering like a little puppy dog. He was nervously bouncing up and down on his feet.
Pierre was very interested in Van’s story and was so sorry that he had never told Van he liked men as well as women. He had just broken up with his lady friend whom he had lived with for 5 years and before that he had lived with a guy for 3 years. It seems like he could never decide which he liked best and when the partner he was with demanded he choose he couldn’t so he would break up. the story of his life he said. He would love to get together with Van and he was going to see if he could get any more vacation time from his job at the bank to fly to America. He then said even if he couldn’t he would take time off without any pay to come over.
Van was jumping up and down and he was jerking his cock and squeezing it really hard with excitement and anticipation of meeting Pierre again after all these years. Pierre wanted a current photo of Van and was sending a few of him as an attachment to this e-mail. He added that he had seen Van watching him fuck Cindy Lou all those years ago but thought Van was only interested in Cindy Lou not him and had no idea he was gay when he didn’t respond when Pierre offered for Van to touch his cock.
I jumped up and hugged Van and we danced around the room for a few minutes and then I went back to the computer to pull up the photos of Pierre. “Oh shit Tom. What if he hates how I look? What if I hate how he looks? Oh Shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit!” He said.
“Van, calm down man. He is going to love you. What’s not to love man? You are fucking gorgeous man and you are going to love him as well,” I tried to assure him as he danced around holding his cock and balls in his hands. The photos came up and Pierre was still as stunning as he had been when he was 20 and now he was 40. Very French looking whatever that means with this very sexy and seductive smile on his beautiful face. The first picture was just a head shot and his huge brown eyes with these really long eye lashes. His hair was still quite long for a banker in America but he was French and on him it looked great. I wouldn’t mind opening an account with him I thought.
The next photo was of him in this skimpy little bikini taken on a french beach. You could see all these other guys in their skimpy little bikinis on the beach surrounding him. The sand was white and you could see his pubes and the outline of his cock. European guys had no trouble showing off there bodies and their pubes and cocks. It was incredible looking at all the great men on this beach. I wondered if it was a gay beach as I could not see any women at all. Pierre was still in good shape and obviously took care of his body. Nice chest hair which Van would like and he was mature enough for his tastes as well.
This was the man of Van’s dreams I thought. God what would this do to his relationship with Paul? Not to worry everything would work out I was sure. The next photo was of Pierre lying in a bed on top of this very white sheet. He was completely naked and his soft cock was laying there between his legs. He seemed to be inviting the viewer into the photo to share in his pleasures. His cock soft was just as Van had described it to Timmy and I at the Sushi restaurant about 6 inches long and an uncut beauty. His balls were pooled on the white sheet between his open legs and were nice low hangers just as Van remembered.
I was hard looking at the photos and Van was standing beside me squeezing his cock so hard it looked as if it might explode. He was trying to keep from creaming everywhere until he saw the last photo. He was grunting and clenching his muscles and every vein in his arms and hands were raised and visible. I pulled up the last photo and it was of Pierre in the same bed except this time his cock was hard and standing at its full 8 or 9 inches and a handful around for Pierre to hold. He had retracted his foreskin about halfway off his cock head which was so slippery looking. All purple and shiny and gorgeous. I wanted to jump into the photo and start licking it.
I glanced over at Van who was gazing intently at the photo of his long ago lover. He grunted and leaned over and put his cupped palm under his enormous cock head and jerk his hard cock a few times and then started to shot his load of milky cream into his palm filling it up to the top. Shit I loved to watch a guy shoot his load. It was just such an amazing thing that we men were able to do with our bodies. This jizz just erupts form your cock. Damn it was hot. I wanted to bring myself off but decided to save my load for Timmy and Randy a bit later.
I did want to drink some of Van’s cum so when he had finished I reached my hand over and pulled his cupped palm toward my face and lapped a few laps of that sweet cream into my mouth first only then allowing Van to finish the rest with a smile.
“Oh shit Tom. That was so good. My hand’s are shaking man. Can you believe this shit? After all these years. What a fucking pussy I was for not saying something until now. Why did I waste so much time?” he wailed as tears came down his cheeks.
“Hey man. You can’t change what happened in the past. It’s all over and done with but you can change what will happen in the future man. You weren’t ready until now and it’s all cool Van,” Let’s tell him YES!” I said. I turned back to the computer and hit the reply button and typed in the simple message YES! MAN YES! Then I hit the bold button and then I hit the size button and then I hit the color button and asked Van what color he wanted the huge letters to be. He said red so I punched up red and then typed at the bottom more later and LOVE YOU - VAN and hit the send button and the message was off across the Atlantic ocean.
“Thanks Tom for being here. I am so glad you came home with me,” Van said as he danced around the room.
“Look man go get your shower. I’ll stay up here and check my e-mail if that’s OK?” I said.
He told me fine and grabbed a towel and headed down the stirs to take a shower. I logged onto my e-mail and saw the Brad in Chapel Hill had written to me. I tried to fill him in on all that was happening in my life. I told him we were going to go eat Indian food tonight and thanked him for turning me onto so many different things. I tried to describe the food at Portofino’s but probably did not do it justice. Then I saw that Lyle had written and I wrote him back and said hello. He was still seeing the twins on a regular basis and still going surfing and he said he now had a reputation around town as the surfing priest which must have been a good thing because he said he was getting more young people in church on Sunday’s.
Then I logged onto JUB and answered some private e-mails from my good friends from around the world. I tried to fill them in on my wonderful life and read about theirs. Everyone was so supportive of me and Timmy and it felt good to have such a wide range of family and friends and supporters. I heard Van running up the stairs and come into the room still dripping wet from his quick shower. I logged off and turned around and stood up.
“God man I jerked off again in the shower and shot a load as big as the last one Tom. I need to get hold of a digital camera so I can send some photos to Pierre,” he said finding some shorts to slip on without underwear as was his custom.
“Timmy has one. Look we can bring it tomorrow night to the cook-out and take some photos at Johnny’s place and send them from there. Timmy knows how to do it and I am sure Billy and Johnny have a computer and won’t mind if they know what it is for. It will probably be pretty hot posing you like a porn star and all!” I suggested.
“Oh yes man that will work. But I don’t know about the porn star shit man. Oh freaking yes man. I can’t believe he is coming here to the states. Oh shit I am so happy Tom,” he said slipping a
t-shirt down over his hairy chest. He then smiled at me as he slipped his sandals on and ran his hands through his hair. “Let’s go man. I can’t wait to tell Timmy. He has been asking me every day if I heard anything. I think he has been more anxious than I have been.”
I went over and we hugged and kissed for a minute. I could feel Van’s heart beating through his chest. I was worried he might explode from happiness. We then walked downstairs. He locked the attic door behind him as we walked downstairs.
“It’s so stupid I have to lock this door but my sisters and brothers would be upstairs prying into my business if I didn’t. They are so nosey.” he told me.
I carried my glass and as we came into the kitchen I handed it to Mrs. Williams and thanked her for it.
“It might even be better than my Grand’s lemonade but please don’t tell her I told you that!” I said with a laugh. “It’s her church we are going to and she makes sure my little brothers and I pay attention and she will keep a close eye on Van for you mam.”
“Well that is good to hear, Tom. You are welcome anytime. I would love to have you come out and meet the family for Sunday dinner sometime. It is kind of crazy around here but we have a lot of fun,” she said.
“Well thank you so much for the invitation Mrs. Williams. I will talk to my friend Timmy and see what we can come up with.” I said.
“You do that son,” she said.
“Goodbye Mr. Williams. It was certainly nice to meet you. I can now see where Van gets his good looks and charm from,” I said in my most charming voice.
“Ruth quick get the shovel off the back porch it is getting mighty deep in here,” he said laughing as I shook his hand.
“Dad, mom I will see you later. Anything you need before I head out?” Van asked giving them each a kiss.
“No son, have a good time,” they both said as we walked out the back door. Brent was waiting outside for us and ran and jumped in the back of the truck. We got in and buckled up and Van started it up and off we drove back into town.
“You folks are really nice Van. I do think your dad knows you are gay if you want my opinion but of course you didn’t ask for it,” I said looking over at him.
“No way man. No fucking way,” he said. “Do you think?”
“Yeah he knows and I don’t think he minds Van but that is again just my gut feelings. They both really love you I can tell that much,” I said.
The wind blowing in the open windows felt good as we drove along in silence blowing our hair. Van drove into the Country Club entrance and waved to the guard who knew him on sight and as he knew his prime parking place would be gone by now turned to park at the far end of the lot near where my truck was and Timmy’s car as well and all the employees had to park. We got out and walked slowly across the parking lot back to the pool.
Some man was yelling at his wife as they got into their car under the portico by the front door. Sounded like they were really having a fight and I was sure it would continue into the night. We could hear the cheering from the pool deck as we rounded the corner of the club house and the place was packed with all kinds of folks screaming and yelling. It looked like they might have been up to the 16-17 year old age brackets. Some very nervous looking guys were standing up on the starter blocks with their arms thrown back and bent over for the starters gun to go off. When it did they all took off through the air. It was so beautiful watching their long bodies almost fly through the air and slice into the water and then start their kicks which brought them to the surface where they started to swim furiously to the other end of the pool.
I was fascinated watching their arms move with such precision into the water and out again over and over again. Timmy was walking along the side of the pool yelling encouragement to his swimmers. His face showed enthusiasm as he yelled. God he was so freaking gorgeous in that tiny speedo swim suit he was wearing. Great upper body and wonderful legs and arms and he was my lover, partner and friend.
After the race he helped his swimmers out of the pool and talked to them about their swims, clapping them on the back and leaning over to talk in their ears so he could be heard over the noise. They nodded at him and I could see how misunderstood it could be if these kids parents knew he was gay and living with me. They would think he was after their sons and it was so far from the truth. Why was that? So stupid I thought. I mean the mothers and fathers of the girls didn’t think he or the other male guards were after their daughters.
The next race was a girls race and then the next age bracket for guys who looked to be about 18-19 years old which was as old as they could be for these city inner club swim meets. We watched them swim and watched Timmy coach them as they swam.
“I guess I never really paid much attention to their swim practices before but he is good at what he does isn’t he?” Van said.
“Yeah he is awesome man. I have never seen him in action before and wow it is so cool. He is really in his element out there isn’t he? Look at those kids they just love him don’t they?” I replied.
“Yeah I think they do. I am glad we came back and were able to see this.” Van said.
Van and I sat on the wall observing the swim meet. I saw Ralph over on the other side and he made a motion with his hand to his face like drinking and I waved and motioned for a bottle of water for me and a beer for Van. Not sure if he understood but he nodded his head like he did and walked over to the snack bar to stand in line with all the others.
I lost track of him as I watched the next few heats which were very close. Timmy was jumping up and down he was so excited and his team won and I could see he was so happy as were the swimmers and their parents and other teammates.
I saw Mason over on the other side of the pool watching the race, he was sitting with a group of girls and other guys. I thought I recognized some of them but I couldn’t really tell from this distance. They were drinking beer and laughing but I could see him glance surreptitiously over in our direction every once in awhile.
“Here you go,” Ralph said scaring me as he handed me a bottle of water and Van a can of beer. Van thanked him for the beer. Randy was having one as well.
“Hey thanks man. Do you have any idea who is winning? I have no idea how to tell.” I said.
“Yeah I heard someone say we are ahead by just a few points and I think this is the last race so we’ll see. The guy over there with the blue suit on is pretty good and he swims for the club so I think we have a good chance.” Ralph said.
“So how did your tennis match go?” I asked.
“Great. I slaughtered my guy. It was great. I won straight sets. Wow it feels so good. I am pumped man. The old adrenaline is really flowing man. Hey should I go change or do you think this is OK?” he said.
“Well I do admit you look great in those little shorts but I think you would look better in something more casual if you have it and a shower would not be a bad idea as well you stink like sweat man,” I suggested with a laugh as I held my nose with my fingers.
“Yeah. I guess it is pretty rank man. OK I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” He said getting up and heading off to the club house locker room.
The gun sounded and the swimmers were off their blocks flying through the air. Our guy was out in front and you could see him swimming like a dolphin under the water with his hands and arms stretched out in front of his long lean body. When he broke the surface his arms started in right away and he was out front but one of the other guys was pretty close and gave him a scare most of the way. But in the end he won and the club supporters erupted into wild cheers and yells and the swimmers were hugging each other and Timmy was in the middle of it all with a big ear splitting grin from side to side of his face.
He looked up and me and gave me the thumbs up sign and a wide white tooth smile and I waved and gave him the Hawaiian sign for good job with my fingers. Van and I watched everyone having a good time. Everyone on the winning side that is. All the others wore dejected looks and were of course making up stories and excuses about why they lost. That was the trouble with sports and why I usually did not like them. Someone always had to win and someone always had to lose. No way to make everyone a winner.
I saw Timmy break away and run over to where we were sitting. “wasn’t that last race awesome Tom. God it was close but we won!” he said. “I’ll be ready soon.”
“You guys were great man. I loved watching you out there. You were so caring for everyone man. Those kids on your team really love you man. And please don’t worry Van and I are fine just sitting here and we are waiting on Randy to get back from changing so there is no hurry.” I looked at the big wall clock and saw that we had more than enough time before our reservation.
“Timmy before you run off I have some terrific news. I heard from Pierre and he is bi-sexual and he wants to come over to see me again.” Van said.
“Oh shit man that is such great news. If we weren’t here at the Club I would give you a big kiss and a hug, You must be so happy,” Timmy said excitedly.
“And he sent some great photos man,” I said, “And he wants some of Van so I thought tomorrow night at the cook-out we can take some and send them over.”
“Cool beans guys. See you in a few,” Timmy said running off to rejoin the team in their victory celebration and clean-up of the pool. The other guards and Timmy walked around collecting all the stuff and they had to roll up the lane dividers on the big over sized reel. Van and I watched fascinated at all the commotion going on. People were streaming out to the parking lot and I thought it was good we were just sitting here while they emptied out.
Randy came back dressed in this cool Hawaiian shirt with a nice pair of board shorts and sandals. He had taken a shower and his hair was combed and he looked refreshed and relaxed. He sat next to us on the wall. “So we won. I heard all the cheering going on.” Randy got up and went over to talk with a cluster of girls and guys near the snack bar. They talked and joked and then high fived and left. Timmy had finished his work and had gone into the pool locker room and was just emerging looking mighty fine if I must say so myself. God he was one hot man. Blue and red board shorts, sandals and this hot t-shirt that showed off his fine physique. Anyone who was anyone followed him with their eyes as he walked across the pool deck saying good bye to everyone. He knew everyone and they all knew him. His hair was wet and I guess he had taken a shower as well. All of us were clean and ready for a night out.
“OK guys. I know it’s unusual but hell I think I am fucking hungry. Being an assistant coach really takes a lot of energy and I need to get my strength back before I collapse or something,” he said grinning from ear to ear and laughing.
We all got up and started to walk out to the parking lot. All of us had to park in the far corner of the lot so it took us awhile to reach our vehicles. Randy had a sporty little Mazda sports car and he got it. I told him where the restaurant was in case we got separated and he said he would meet us there. Van got into his truck where Brent had been patiently waiting for us to return and Timmy got into his car and I got into my truck. I hated that we were all in separate vehicles but I guess there was nothing we could do about it at this point. I didn’t see any way we could car pool and make it work.
I sort of zoned out as I drove along to the restaurant thinking about my day and Pierre and Van being so happy. I also was thinking about being gay and what it meant to me and my life and how much I had changed since I came out and was open with my sexuality. At least with most people. I wondered why our society was so bent on hurting people just because they liked cocks or vagina's. Why was that a concern of anybody’s? As long as you didn’t hurt anyone why should it matter? Why did most people think gay men were perverts who only wanted to screw underage kids. That just wasn’t true but most people if asked would probably say it was.
What were we doing to our teachers and camp directors and swim team coaches who happened to be gay? Should we lose all that talent as a society just because of a man’s feeling for another man or a woman’s feelings for another woman? Why should the fact that I loved Timmy Hamilton limit my possibilities in this world? But I knew in my heart that it would and it could if I let it. I mean already there were people we could tell and those we couldn’t tell. But I also knew that the people who counted most in my life knew about me and Timmy and that was good.
Before I knew it I was following Timmy into the parking lot of the Indian Restaurant. It was called Raja’s and was located in a small strip shopping center in what might be described as the wrong side of town. I hated it when people said shit like that. I mean what did that mean for the people who lived here? How would that make you feel if you heard someone describe where you lived as the wrong side of town over and over again. It was so mean spirited. The parking lot looked pretty full as we all got out of our vehicles and started inside. We were met at the door by a beautiful lady dressed in a traditional Sari with one of those red marks in the middle of her forehead. I needed to find out what that mark meant. I told her my name and that we had a reservation. She smiled and took us to a table in the corner.
The restaurant was dark and had all kind of very beautiful Indian art work on the walls. Indian music was playing in the background. Lots of sing songey voices and drums and Sitar music. We all sat down and the hostess handed us our menus. A young Indian man dressed in a starched white shirt with black pants came over to pour us some water and he placed a plate of papadoms and mint chutney on the table. I tried to explain what the papadoms were as we all broke off pieces and dipped them in the sauce to eat.
Soon our waiter came over and I ordered samosa’s for everyone and mango lassi for Timmy and I and Van and Randy each had a large bottle of Kingfisher beer. We talked about the swim meet for awhile and let Timmy shine as he told about all of his swimmers and how they did. He could remember every detail of the entire night just as I could remember every detail of a play I had just been in. He was still excited and still flying high from all the excitement and endorphins’s flowing throughout his body.
“Tom look since none of us has ever been to an Indian restaurant why don’t you order for us all?” Van suggested.
“Sure no problem man. I’ll be glad to,” I said as our waiter came up to the table. He was about medium height and very good looking. Dark black hair and these huge black eyes with long black eyelashes and a very nice smile. I told him we wanted 4 orders of naan, an combination order of tandori chicken, lamb and shrimp, a vegetable biryani, a few bowls of raita, an order of lamb vindaloo, an order of this spinach dish I could never pronounce and samples of various chutneys. I asked him to prepare it all medium spicy - not to hot.
“Very good sir,” he said and he looked right at me, smiled a big smile and winked his eye. What the hell did that mean? Maybe he was gay? I had never been with an Indian man before and he was quite attractive. I smiled at him and winked my eye as well.
“So Van tell me everything,” Timmy said. We let Van tell a very brief outline of his story about Pierre to Randy to bring him up to date. and then he told Timmy what had happened today.
“Tom and I went to my house and he met my parents and then we went upstairs. I was so freaked man when I saw the e-mail from Pierre I couldn’t even open the dammed thing. I had to ask Tom to do it. I am still so nervous guys I can hardly tell the story. Anyway it turns out that he has always been bi-sexual and he saw me watching him fuck Cindy Lou all those years ago but just thought I was interested in her. He had no idea I was interested in him since I refused his offer to touch his cock when he showed it to me. What a fucking dork I was. If only I had touched him way back then my whole live would be different.”
“But Van you wouldn’t be sitting here with us if that had happened now would you?” I said placing my hand over his.
“No I guess no Tom,” he said.
“Just think about the great time you all are going to have when he comes over here. Damn man that attic bed is going to rock and roll. It’s a good thing your rents live on the first floor man,” I said with a laugh as our waiter brought out the orders of samosa’s. They were perfectly done. Hot and steamy inside with potatoes and peas and the crust was flaky and so crisp. The combination when you dipped it in the sauces was incredible in my mouth.
Our waiter was still standing there watching me eat my first bite. Almost like a sommelier with the first sip of wine. “You like sir?” he said.
“Yes I like very much, This is great!” I replied. He smiled and left the table.
“Anyway Pierre says he is going to try and work it out to see if he can get some time off to come over for a visit. And oh shit Timmy he sent some photos of himself and he is still so gorgeous isn’t he Tom?” Van said.
“Yeah I would say that he is a looker. I did take the liberty of forwarding them to our e-mail account so Timmy can see them. I hope that was OK.” I said innocently.
“Yeah that’s cool Tom,” Van said. “So Timmy, Tom said you can maybe like take some photos of me tomorrow at Johnny’s house that I can e-mail to Pierre.”
“Yeah that will be no problem at all man. If fact I think it will be hot. My first sexy photos with my new camera,” Timmy said taking another big bite of his samosa. “These things are really good Tom.”
Just then our waiter returned and he was followed by three other guys all carrying huge plates of steaming hot food which he set down on the table telling us what each one was even though I already knew. Everything looked wonderful. The waiter came over and leaned down next to me and asked me if everything was to my satisfaction. I told him it was and touched his hand which was resting on the table. He was definitely gay I thought from my touch. He smiled at me as he left to returned to the kitchen. The restaurant was about 3/4 full which was a good sign for a Thursday night but we felt private and on our own in our little corner.
“How about I say a grace?” I suggested. I reached out my hand and took Van’s in one, Timmy’s in the other and they each took Ralph’s in theirs. “Oh good and gracious God and spirit thank you for this food. Thank you for our friendship and for our love for each other. Help us to always support one another in all that we do. Help us to see the good in one another and to always see the face of Jesus in all we meet. AMEN.”
Everyone said Amen with me and then we broke apart. I tried to explain what everything as I started to pass plates of food around the table. Everyone took little bits of this and that and soon we were all digging in to some wonderful Indian food. Timmy asked Ralph about tennis and the University of Charleston and how he liked it. He asked about other guys that I knew by name but had not hung around with in high school. Everyone was eating and laughing and talking. Van and Ralph had another beer and I drank water. Soon all the food was eaten and the bones were even picked clean. We pushed back and patted our full stomachs. I told them that Indian desserts were usually very sweet and I really didn’t care for them at all but they were welcome to try one if they wanted to.
I suggested if we wanted a dessert that we go to the Frozen Custard place a few blocks away. Everyone thought that would be a good idea. Our waiter came back to start to clear the table and ask us if we wanted any coffee or dessert. I told him everything was terrific and that we would tell everyone we knew about this place. He seemed pleased.
“My name is Ramu and when you come back please ask for me,” he said as he laid the check on the table. I picked it up and looked at it doing the math in my head. I told everyone how much they owned and what the tip would be. I was going to leave a 20% tip as Ramu had done a terrific job and the food had been so delicious. Everyone pulled out their wallets and gave me bills which I counted to make sure it was correct.
“I’ll be back in a sec guys,” I said getting up to find the bathroom and Ramu. He was standing by the cash register and smiled as I walked up. I handed him the money clasping his hands in mine as I did so. “Thanks so much. It was delicious. If I may ask what part of India are you from?”
“I was born in Bangalore and my parents came here when I was 13 and I am now 20 and going to the university and working here at nights.” he said with not much of a trace of an accent. I looked surprised and he laughed and continued, “My Indian accent is for the customers. They don’t like an American Indian they want an Indian Indian.”
“Please keep the change Ramu and we will be back,” I said.
“And your name is?” Ramu asked as I turned to walk to the bathroom.
“My name is Tom,” I said.
He handed me one of the business cards for the restaurant and said, “I have taken the liberty and written my name and cell phone number on the back. Maybe you can call me sometime.”
I broke into a huge smile and said, “Yeah I think I would like that very much Ramu. My partner Timmy is sitting over there and I know that both of us would like to meet you and talk about Indian culture sometime. That is if it is OK?”
He laughed and said, “Oh I don’t think that will be a problem. Maybe a few things besides just Indian culture as well.”
I nodded and then went to the restroom and took a leak and then walked back to the table. Ramu was waiting on another table as we all got up to leave. He looked at me as I passed and smiled and nodded his head ever so slightly in my direction. Damn he was hot! We walked outside to the warm humid night air and got in our vehicles to drive to the frozen custard place.
We all pulled around to the side of the frozen custard place and got out and walked up to the outside counter. I loved Frozen Custard. It was so different from ice cream although many people confused the two but it was so different. Rich and creamy. There was even a web site totally dedicated to frozen custard called
www.frozencustard.com. You could go on there and find a frozen custard place near you anywhere in the country.
I ordered a small twist cup of chocolate and vanilla mixed together, Timmy had a large twist waffle cone, Van had a large cone of vanilla and Randy had a large cone of just chocolate. Van also ordered a small cup of vanilla for Brent who he said loved the stuff.
We got our orders and then walked over to these outside cement tables around the side. They were out of the way and as it was late we were alone. Brent jumped out of the truck at Van’s whistle and ran over to get his treat which he lapped up very carefully holding the little cup between his front paws and eating it slowly so he wouldn’t get a headache. He was so cute as he ate.
“He ate to fast just one time and then he learned his lesson. Wish I could learn as fast as he can,” Van said laughing at me watching Brent.
I told everyone about Ramu and they all decided that he was definitely hot and worth checking out. We talked about the Indian food and what we liked and didn’t like although everyone liked everything except a few comments regarding the creamed spinach dish.
We chatted and talked as we ate our frozen custards. Van finished his and said, “look guys I think I am going to go over and see Paul tonight.” He turned to Randy and said, “ Randy I hope you don’t take this the wrong way man and I know what I am about to say will seem like a contradiction and all but well shit...I think you are so freaking hot and Tom has invited me to his place to have some fun with you all. Part of me wants to say yes and part says no. Damn man you make me hard you really do and I would really like to have some fun but well its hard to explain but I am not really into young guys. I like my men a bit more mature if you know what I mean. No offense intended.”
Randy laughed and put his hand on Van’s arm. “No offense taken man. Look it’s a compliment to me what you just said. I think I understand although it is a bit hard to comprehend why a guy like you would not want to spend a night of sex with three gorgeous twinks like us. Young hung and certainly full of cum! But hey man you know what you want and I respect that. But I would like a bedtime kiss if I can’t have the whole thing.”
Randy stood up and leaned his face down to kiss Van. He placed one hand on Van’s head and the other he slid down to Van’s crotch. They locked lips and they kissed deeply and for about five minutes. I could hear some groans and small moans escaping from Van as well as Randy as Randy kneaded and massaged Van’s cock and balls through his shorts. Finally they broke apart and Van was left sitting there with a dazed and confused look on his face while Randy had a huge shit eating grin on his.
“Good night sweetie,” Randy said laughing. “That’s to remember me by and well if you ever want more you know where to come.”
"Shit man you can kiss Randy,” Van finally said as he stood up, his cock tenting out his shorts. “Shit I think Paul is going to like how you primed my pump for him. Thanks guys. See you tomorrow at the pool Timmy and tomorrow night at Johnny and Billy’s place. Love you guys,” he said as he gave Timmy a kiss and then me one and then walked to his truck with Brent to drive over to Paul’s for a little bit of sex. Or maybe a lot of SEX!
“OK men let’s go to our house and see what kind of trouble the three of us can get into. What do you say?” I said getting up to toss my garbage in the trash can and head home for our little bit of sex. Or maybe a lot of SEX!
“Sounds like a plan to me.” Timmy said and Randy concurred as we got into our vehicles and drove home. Damn what a fine day this had been I thought to myself and it was not quite over yet. So much had happened and there was more to cum!
We drove into the driveway and I got out of my truck. Timmy followed behind and then Randy. I looked up at Grand’s windows and there was no light so she must be asleep. I looked up at dad’s window and his light was out as well.
Randy went over to Timmy and started to kiss him and then I went over and he kissed me as well. Van wasn’t lying. This boy could kiss. Damn he had my blood stirring and my cock was twitching in my boxers.
“Randy we live in a room in the attic. There are some back stairs up to our room. Just try to be as quiet as possible so we don’t wake my little brothers. My dad won’t care as long as we don’t blast our music or anything. I need to stop in my brothers room and take his puppy out for a pee but you and Timmy go on upstairs but hey guys don’t start anything without me OK. I don’t want to miss any of the fun,” I said as we walked into the back door and up the stairs.
Timmy and Randy went on up the attic stairs and I went into Mike’s room where I picked up a sleeping Blackie. She whimpered in my arms as I carried her downstairs and outside where I set her down on the grass. She sort of looked around as if to say now how did I get out here but then she knew what she needed to do and went over and squatted to pee. As soon as she was finished she ran back over to me wagging her little tail. I told her what a good puppy she was and picked her up. She licked my neck and made me laugh as I walked back inside and up the stairs with her. I put her back on the bed with Mike and lifted his little arm over her. She snuggled in to sleep again and I left them both and went upstairs latching the door behind me.
I walked up stairs and veered off in the bathroom where I took a quick leak and then I walked into the bedroom. Timmy and Randy had removed their shirts and were standing in the middle of the floor kissing and hugging. They had put some Van Morrison on the CD player.
“Damn Tom Randy is so fine. Look at this curly hair all over his chest,” Timmy said as he ran his fingers through Randy’s chest hair. I lifted off my shirt and kicked my sandals off and walked over to feel Randy’s chest. It was so wonderful to run my finger tips through his chest hair. When you don’t have any body hair it is always so fascinating when the other guys does. He was enjoying touching Timmy’s and my hairless chests. I twisted one of his small nipples until he groaned loudly. It became erect as I pinched it between my finger tips. Timmy leaned down to nibble the other nipple and I did the same with mine. I took it gently between my teeth and licked it with my tongue as I bit it with my tongue. Ralph arched his back and groaned as he stroked our heads with his hands as we sucked his nipples.
I ran my hand down over his flat chest and 6 pac washboard abs and played around the thick treasure trail. He clenched his chest muscles and my hand just slid down inside the waistband of his shorts to run through his forest of thick pubes and onto his cock which I grabbed and squeezed. It was half hard and true to Ralph’s word felt to be at least 7 inches long with a huge mushroom head. The stalk was thin but the head was a handful as I felt it and squeezed it.
“Oh shit yes Tom,” Randy said as I squeezed his cock and then his balls feeling his hairy crotch and ass crack. I felt Timmy’s hand join mine to give him double the pleasure as we explored his crotch together as a team. Timmy and I fell to our knees in front of Randy and each pulled down one side of his shorts and underwear until he was completely naked and stepping out of them.
“Oh shit man look at you. You are so sweet man. So sweet,” Timmy said as he sat back on his legs and just looked at Randy standing there naked in front of us. We had seen lots of guys in the past two weeks and Randy was one to add to our collection. God I loved the diversity we had found. Each one unique. Each one different. Each one perfect in their own way. Damn men were so gorgeous. Like a Whitman’s Sampler Box and I wanted to try each and every one of them.
Randy was so cute and perfect. He was little and wiry but so muscled and so damn tan from his hours in the sun playing tennis and from the looks of him he played in a speedo a lot because his tan line was in the exact shape of a speedo and he was completely tanned everywhere else. He was so white where the sun had not shown and so tanned where it had. His crotch was very hairy with lots of golden brown curly hair. His legs and thighs were covered with the same golden hairs and his upper body as well.
His fully erect penis was true to his word 7 inches long and it was straining and pulsating it was so hard and his cock head was incredible. Huge and mushroom shaped with a giant lip all around the edge. It was dripping precum and bright purple red in color. Large veins ran up and down the narrow surface of his shaft carrying their blood supply to his cock head and back down again. His balls were nice low hangers and he had placed his legs apart just enough so that they were swinging between his legs with excitement of the anticipation of what was about to happen. He moved his body slightly making them swing hypnotically in front of us begging to be squeezed and sucked.
“Turn around man. Slowly,” Timmy said quietly. We watched him turn around and oh man his little bubble butt was so white and so inviting. The view of his muscled back and his tanned muscled legs was offset by his two incredible white butt cheeks. His legs were small and his calf muscles were pronounced from years of running back and forth on the tennis courts. He completed his circuit and his dick while mostly hard had lost some of its erectness and needed some hand to mouth stimulation to bring it back up to its proper height and girth.
“Guys like I Don’t think I am as experienced as you are so please take it easy with me,” Randy said.
Timmy laughed and said, “Randy, I have been like gay for what two weeks now so I think Tom and I are going to take it however we can get it man and you know it’s going to be great and you are going to love every minute of it. We certainly aren’t going to hurt you man,” as he reached out a hand to lightly brush his fingertips along the surface of the cock making it twitch. I reached out mine to steady it from my side and we lightly ran our fingers up and down its silky smooth surface.
“Damn I love all this body hair man. I mean I am so glad that Tom and I don’t have any but on you Randy it is so freaking hot man,” Timmy said and we continued to stroke Ralph’s cock and then his balls and then his inner thighs.
“Yeah it is awesome Timmy. When I saw Randy today at his house I just knew you were going to flip out man,” I said.
“Hey man how about you go lie on the bed Randy,” Timmy said. Randy did as he was told and went to the bed where he sat down and then pulled himself up until his legs were completely on the bed. Timmy and I then stood up in unison and walked over to stand at his feet right in front of him. We sucked in our guts and our pants dropped to the floor and then we pushed our boxers off and stepped out of them. Randy’s eyes bugged out as wide as they could and his smile grew wide and his dick was dancing at attention.
We both went over to the bed and sat down on either side of Randy and drew our hands up and down his legs and thighs making him arch his back and clench his gut muscles. We then started to work on his cock and balls and crotch. I reached my finger under his balls and pulled his legs apart as Timmy started to suck up and down on that engorged shaft. My finger found that sweet spot up and behind his balls and after pressing it and massaging it gently for a minute of two I pushed my finger on further up his hairy crack until I found his waiting hole. It was tight and wrinkled around the edges as I traced my finger tip around and around making him squirm and twist on the bed.
My finger tip explored the outer rim of his hole and then pushed its way inside up to my knuckle. I heard Randy’s sharp intake of breath and I slowly rotated my finger and pulled it out and pushed it back inside.
“Tom hey man please get me a rubber. I need to ride this thing,” Timmy said. “Hey cowboy have you ever been ridden before?” Randy nodded his head no. “Well Tom says I may be the best cock rider in these here parts so get ready for the experience of a lifetime man.”
I got a condom and Timmy held Randy’s cock for me. His cock shivered at my touch as I rolled the condom down over the hard shaft. I then held Randy’s cock up straight and Timmy took his position squatting over Randy and spreading his ass check wide with his hands as he lowered himself until that huge mushroom head was at his back door.
“I think I am to big guys. Some of my friends say my head is just to much for them,” Randy said.
Timmy laughed and said, “watch and see brother. Look and learn from the master cock fucker.” With that he relaxed his sphincter muscles and took Randy’s entire cock in one thrust and then tightened them back up again making Randy sit up in bed and gasp loudly with the pleasure and the pure amazement of what Timmy had just done. He threw his head back on the bed and sighed loudly. His chest was heaving and he was breathing heavily.
“Oh fuck me man. Ride me cowboy!” Randy said as he lay there with wide eyes watching Timmy sitting on his cock.
“Oh I intend to do just that my friend,” Timmy said as he began to ride that cock up and down. It was so incredible to watch Timmy go to work on another guys cock and to have so much fun while he did it. He was bouncing up and down smiling the whole time and he made it look so effortless as he used all his incredible legs muscles to fuck Randy silly.
Randy was trying to thrust back at Timmy and was succeeding pretty well. His dick must have been feeling so great from the intense look of pleasure on his face as he moaned and groaned finally shoving his hips as high and as hard as he could into the sky meeting Timmy’s downward thrust with a huge slap and cumming his load inside. Timmy continued to milk his cock with his ass riding it up and down until from the look on Randy’s face he was completely spent. Before Randy could have time to react or forget his pleasure Timmy pulled off and I took another condom and rolled it over his hard dripping cock. I then quickly reached down and pulled the filled condom off of Randy and threw it in the direction of the trash can and then helped Timmy spread Randy’s hairy legs and pull them up and over Timmy’s broad shoulders as Timmy then pushed his way up into Randy’ ass crack finding that sweet cherry hole and pushing himself inside before Ralph could think what was happening.
“God you are so tight man,” Timmy said as he began to thrust his hips in and out with his so often practiced fucking motion. He was poetry in motion for my eyes as I watched him fuck that sweet cherry pure white ass of Randy’s. Ralph who had no objections at this point was moaning and quietly screaming as Timmy took his pleasure from that beautiful bubble butt. Timmy was so ready to cum and when he exploded he hit Ralph’s ass with a loud smack of his crotch and then repeated the motion again and then again as he lost all of his jizz inside the condom.
“Oh damn that felt so good Randy. But you aren’t going to get any rest now because Tom here needs to have his cock sucked,” Timmy said as he pulled out and stood up stripping off his condom and taking it over to the trash can. I saw him stoop to pick up the one that I had throw which had missed its mark. What could I say I was not as good a marksman as my boy Timmy was.
I walked over to the bed and kneeled down next to Randy who propped himself up on one elbow and grabbed my hard cock in is hand squeezing it and taking it into his mouth. He was a little over anxious and his teeth scrapped the tender skin of hard shaft. I took his head gently between my hands and said, “slow it down man. There’s no hurry,” Ralph followed my advice and he was soon sucking me like a pro and I was thrusting on my own deep inside his mouth and hitting the back of his throat with my cock head. He could suck almost as good as he could kiss I watched the air go in and out of his mouth puffing the skin of his cheeks in and out.
Timmy came over and ran his hands up and down my chest playing with my nipples and leaning over to kiss me. He tasted so good. I felt myself reaching the edge and knew I would soon cum so I broke off the kiss and watched as Randy took me with his mouth.
“Timmy would you squeeze my balls while I cum in Randy’s mouth,” I said.
Timmy reached down and began to gently squeeze my balls as I moaned loudly. The sensations of Timmy’s hand on my balls and Randy’s lips, mouth and tongue on my penis were so wonderful and intense. I wished they could go one forever but knew I was almost there and then before I could stop myself I shot 3 nice sized loads of my sweet milky cum deep into Randy’s mouth. He did not waste a single drop and eagerly took it all licking the head dry as he milked the last few drops making me flinch with the pleasure of his tongue on my sensitive cock head.
“Thanks guys that was so freaking great,” I said standing up to kiss Timmy again. Then we both sat down to hug Randy and get some more of those famous kisses of his. He tasted like my cum as I explored his mouth with my tongue. A taste I hoped I would never tire of as long as I lived.
I ran my hand over Randy’s hairy thighs and Timmy ran his hands over Randy’s hairy chest each delighting in the feeling and the texture of his curly blond hairs. “So Randy tell us all about how you found your gay side. You were so straight in high school but then again I guess I was too! Spill it man. Tell it all!”
“I guess you are right Timmy. I mean you know I was a typical guy in high school. I liked sports shit I loved sports. I lived for tennis. I liked my male friends. I had a few girlfriends. I screwed around a bit. I mean you know how it is in the locker room man. I looked at other guys and compared myself but I never really thought anything about it. I mean I know that I felt good when I saw a cock and balls I liked or admired or I saw a guy that looked sweet you know but I never thought it was gay or anything. I just thought we all felt like that. I remember wanting to see a hard on but well you know no one showed that off. I did see a few porno flicks but those guys were always so weird in those flicks and I never felt good about watching them.” Randy said as we continued to lightly stroke his body lying there on our bed.
“So anyway I show up at college and well you probably know how nervous you are on that first day. Who will your roommate be? Will you like him? What if he is an asshole? What if he hates you? All that shit was going through my mind and I had these huge butterflies in my stomach. I went down early for tennis team practice so at least that was good to be around guys I had something in common with before the whole place arrived. Oh let’s see I drove down with my car all loaded up and I remember finding my dorm and then my room and walking up to the door. I can remember being so freaking scared. This was the first time I had ever been away from home and my parents and all my friends and I was almost at the point of tears. I know that might be hard to believe but I was.” Randy continued.
“Shit man I know all about it,” Timmy said, “I felt the same way. I was almost crapping in my pants by the time my mom dropped me off. How about you Tom?”
“Well actually guys I was so glad to get away from my home and high school and all I was really excited and happy but I think I know where you were at. Go on Randy,” I encouraged him as I continued to rub his leg. Damn I was fascinated by his thick curly hairs.
“Well I finally took a deep breath and pushed open the door to my room and I saw my roommate standing by one of the beds with his back to me. He had shorts on and I remember now noticing his legs. They were long and in great shape with nicely developed calf muscles. Not sure why that sticks in my mind but it does. He had no shirt on and his back muscles were also nice and he looked to be about 6 feet or maybe 6 feet 2inches or so. He obviously heard the door open and he turned around with a big smile on his face. He had long black hair and these incredible piercing blue eyes and shit he was built guys. One of those Apollo’s belts and no body hair. Great huge nipples and no treasure trail.” Randy took a breath before he continued.
“So I felt my whole gut just clench looking at him but I thought it was because I was nervous. As I said he had this big smile on his face and he reached out his long arm with this huge hand and say hello. He told me his name was Trevor and he was from Panama City Florida. I told him my name and we shook hands. He asked me if I was as nervous as he was and that broke the ice and we laughed. He asked me which bed I wanted and which side of the room and we spilt up stuff and got busy unpacking our shit. We helped each other get our computers set up and our CD player and TV and shit and then we were finished. He told me that the coach wanted to meet everyone in about 40 minutes and that he was going to take a shower first did I want to join him.”
“I said yeah and we just stripped out of our clothes. I saw him checking me out but I had no idea then that he was gay. He had a nice firm butt and really almost no body hair on his upper legs, and ass. His lower legs had a little bit and when he turned around I could see that he had trimmed his pubes. I had never seen anyone trim their pubes before so I looked. He also had a huge cock. It was about 7 inches soft and these small low hangers. I would have thought he might have had bigger balls with him being so big and all but they weren’t. We grabbed our towels and headed to the shower room which had three showers each dived by these half walls made out of tile so you could talk with the other guy but couldn’t see him from the waist down.”
“Anyway the weeks went by and I got right into the rhythm of college. My classes were interesting and I was doing well and my tennis was great. I had never played better and the coach and my teammates were full of praise for me which you know pumped me up. I dated a few girls and even had some great sex a few times but I was feeling strange but had no idea why I was feeling that way. The team did most everything together and the shower room was open and everyone was pretty cool about washing themselves and no caring who was watching. I did notice that a few of the guys including Trevor seemed very friendly and would sometime swash each others backs and they even got partial hard on’s sometimes but nothing overt or anything.”
“Trevor liked to be naked a lot and I didn’t mind. He seemed to be either naked or only in his boxers. I mean he was so open about it just walking around with no clothes on. I just couldn’t get into it. And one time I even came in and he was trimming his pubes and didn’t stop because I was there. He told me he liked how it looked and he even lifted up his huge piece of meat to show me he shaved his balls which I hadn’t noticed before. He laughed and told me he liked the feeling when they were shaved. Like a baby’s bottom he said. It was like he was inviting me to
stare at his cock and balls and didn’t care that I did. I did notice that he never dated any girls but I really didn’t think about it much. I was having fun and everything seemed to be going great,” Randy said. I noticed that Timmy had made his nipples erect again and they looked so cute sticking up off his chest.
“Oh yeah another thing was that at night sometimes Trevor would just jack off. I mean the lights were out and it was dark but I could hear his breath and those kind of slurping sounds your cock makes when you are jacking. So I guess it was about 3 months ago I think and we were playing tennis together on a Sunday afternoon. For some reason no one else was around. It was just the two of us and Trevor dove for a long sideline shot I made and landed on his leg and really seemed to hurt himself. He got up and I could see the skin on the top of one of his legs was ripped off and there was blood and he was limping.”
“He was upset with himself for falling and most of all for missing the shot. I got his arm around my shoulder and together we limped into the tennis locker room which was separate from everyone else. We had our own training room and stuff. I got him into the training room and he was grimacing with the pain and I leaned him up against the training table. He asked me to take off his shoes and sock and I bent down to do that. I remember he steadied himself by placing his hand on my back and for the first time I felt what it was like to be gay man. The sparks from his touch almost made me fall over. I was trying to concentrate on helping him and all I could think about was this sensual energy I was feeling. Anyway I got his shoes and socks off and I was squatting there on the floor and he told be to take his shorts off. So without thinking I did and I pulled his jock off as well and I remember being overwhelmed by the sweaty musky smell of his crotch as his cock and balls were released from their confinement. I had never thought that smell was beautiful before but this time I couldn’t get enough of it.”
“Trevor took off his shirt and then he hopped up on the table and I picked up his legs and swung him around. He lay down on the table and I went in search of some antiseptic stuff to clean up his leg. I came back and told him it was going to hurt and he told me to go ahead. I took a damp warm rag and as gently as I could swabbed his wounds cleaning up the blood and bits of clay and gravel stuck in the open wounds. They weren’t bleeding as badly as I thought and soon I had them cleaned up. I wanted to continue playing doctor as I found myself really enjoying touching his smooth muscular leg. It felt so good to touch another guy. I remember being aware that I was hard but I had no idea at that time why or what that meant.”
“Once I had the wound cleaned up he thanked me and asked me to massage his leg as it was still pretty sore and he was afraid he might have pulled a muscle. I took his leg and sort of pulled it apart and began to run my hands up and down his thighs as I had seen our trainer do on occasion trying to work out the kinks in his muscles. I do remember that I let my finger tips touch his spongy ball sac and a few times I even grazed his soft cock. I was massaging his leg but I was just staring at that cock. I wanted so badly to touch it and see what it felt like to touch another mans cock but I was so afraid. I didn’t want to be gay. I didn’t want to be QUEER! I didn’t want to be a FAG! I didn’t want to be one of THEM! So why was I feeling this way? Why was my cock hard? Why was I dripping precum in my shorts? Why was I feeling electric shocks as I touched Trevor’s leg and thigh and his cock and balls. And why didn’t he care or tell me to stop or yell at me and call me a FAGGOT!” Randy stopped for a minute as he remembered. His cock had gotten hard with his memories and Timmy and I were playing hide-n-seek with our finger tips in his deep and very thick forest of pubic hairs.
“Then Trevor spoke to me and my life has never been the same since. He said You know it’s OK to want to touch me Randy. I sort of jumped back and said what do you mean? I mean its really OK if you want to touch it. You aren’t going to burn in hell or anything. I asked him why he would think I wanted to touch him and he told me he just did. Again he reassured me that it was OK. So I did and it was amazing guys. He is like huge. Way to big for a newbie like me but he was so nice about it and so patient as I touched him and brought him to his full erection of 9 inches and really thick around.”
“Well shit I was in heaven exploring every inch of that huge massive cock and Trevor’s spongy balls and his ass and everything. I even asked his permission to kiss it and I remember him laughing and telling me to go ahead. He was so amused I guess that I would ask his permission. Thinking back on it I guess it is pretty funny. He lay back and just let me have at it and I jerked and squeezed him. I was so freaking nervous I had to ask him to help me make him cum so I massaged his balls while he jerked himself off and then shot his load on his chest. I felt so bad that I didn’t know how to make him cum but he was so cool. He invited me to lick it up and at first I though no way that’s gross but then he did it so I joined in and oh shit I loved it and couldn’t get enough. We got him dressed and then went back to our room for 8 straight hours of sex. He sucked me and played with my butt hole but he couldn’t get that huge cock of his in my tight hole. At first I was so freaked out that he would be disappointed or upset but he was so cool and so relaxed with me. I couldn’t have found a better first time partner although I do wish he had been a bit smaller but you can’t have everything.”
“I was amazed at how many time he could cum and that he enjoyed me fucking his butt and damn he took me places sexually no girl had ever been able to take me. He told me he had been gay since he was pretty young and he was out to his parents and all the guys on the team knew. He also said that Chris and Phil were gay which explained why he hung out with them a lot. Oh yeah he even told me the coach knew and had no problems with it as long as it didn’t interfere with wining out tennis matches! That was so cool.” Trevor relaxed and lay there on the bed just enjoying the sensations of having Timmy slowly jerk his cock as my hand massaged his balls and crack. He was leaking more precum and Timmy had spit on his hand so he had lots of lubrication.
“So that’s my story. Trevor and I aren’t partners or anything but we have some great sex and Chris and Phil join in and they have introduced me to a few other guys. I am still a bit conflicted about the whole girl thing and have had sex a few times with different girls although since I have tasted cock and ass it just isn’t the same anymore. I mean I like girls and I like hanging with them but I guess I really like guys better. Do you understand that?” he said looking at Timmy.
“Yeah I can completely understand Trevor. It’s like so incredible when your hard cock sinks deep inside a girls vagina man and then they squeeze those Keagle muscles down around your cock and all but I don’t know if I ever want to go back man now that Tom and I are together.” Timmy said as he bent down to take Randy’s cock into his mouth.
“Oh shit man that is so good,” Randy moaned as Timmy licked the huge tip of Randy’s cock with the tip of his tongue. Timmy was an expert at sucking cock in such a short time. Whatever he set his mind to he could do. I just enjoyed watching him work on Randy’s cock and I especially enjoyed watching Randy enjoy the feelings he was getting from Timmy. He clenched his abominable muscles and raised his hips and turned his head from side to side as he enjoyed the explosions and fireworks going on in that sensitive cock head of his. He whimpered and moaned.
I saw Randy’s balls tighten up and Timmy sensed Randy’s impending eruption and took Randy’s cock into his mouth for the big shoot. Randy raised his hips as high as he could and clenched his muscles as tight as he could to heighten the effect of his ejaculation. His face told the story of his pleasure as he collapsed back on the bed with a satisfied smile on his face. Timmy milked every last bit of cum out of his cock and then he leaned back on his legs with a big grin on his face as I leaned over to kiss him and exchange Randy’s cum which tasted sweet but faintly of curry I thought. Was that possible or was that only my imagination?
“Wow Timmy you are an awesome cocksucker brother. That was so sweet man,” Randy said.
We all sat there just looking at each other in silence listening to the music for awhile. “As much as I want to stay here forever guys I probably ought to be going. I know you all have to get up early to work. Thanks so much for including me tonight and listening to my story. It felt so good to tell someone I know from home about my new feelings and all. maybe now I might have the courage to tell my parents,” Randy said sitting up and sliding down on the bed and then standing up to get dressed.
“Randy, even as little as I know your dad I really think he will be cool about the whole thing. After all he has had to deal with shit in his life for a long time and he probably knows how pretty good by now.” I said.
“Randy Tom is right. We have all summer to play around and maybe your team will play UNC or my team will swim against yours and we can take a road trip and meet your friends.” Timmy said as he gave Randy a deep kiss. He also pulled on some boxers and said, “hey Tom I’ll see Randy out and take Blackie for a quick pee. You have done it every time before and I want to help out.”
“Awesome man. Thanks,” I said as they walked down the stairs unlatched the door. I walked to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and took a leak. Timmy was coming back up the stairs as I was walking back to the bedroom and I kissed him as he veered off to the bathroom and I went into the bedroom. I walked to the bed and straightened the sheets and turned off all the lights except the one by the bed. I was exhausted from our wonderful day and I fell into bed and lay there waiting for Timmy to return from the bathroom. He came in, turned out the light and fell into the bed next to me.
“Oh shit what a great day Tom. Thanks so much for coming to the swim meet. That really meant a lot to me and that meal was freaking fantastic. I had no idea I would like Indian food so much. And meeting Ramu and finding out that Randy is gay and the e-mail from Pierre. Damn life is good isn’t it,” he said as he leaned over to kiss me.
“Yes life is good. I love you so much Timmy Hamilton. I hope you know how much I love you.” I said.
“Yeah I think I do know Tom,” he replied as we continued to kiss and hug each other.
“Isn’t it amazing how diverse guys are Timmy? I just love them all and just want to sample each and every one of them. It seems like life is like a supermarket of different guys to choose from. One from this aisle and one from that aisle and two from that aisle over there. Oh shit they are all so exciting and different in their own special way. I love to sample them first, with you of course, and then to hook them up with each other. For some reason I seem to have a talent for doing that and knowing who will like who. I think I am what is called a connector. I read about them in a book called The Tipping Point we had to read for
Freshmen English,” I said. “I didn’t really know that was what I was until right now. Wow that is so cool.”
“You are so right my man. And I want to try them all out with you. Damn we are a team Tom. Love you. Good night my man,” Timmy said as his eyes closed and he fell asleep from exhaustion. I followed soon behind and was soon deep in a sleep filled world.
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