Chapter 492 – Dennis Needs Counseling? Dr. Wayne Briefs Josh On Cam
We’d had a full evening of drywall instruction, on hanging and mudding the stuff. We had fun teasing one another as we enjoyed a beer together after all the hard work. The two teams were working well together, creating new and lasting friendships between gay and straight friends. The friendship was strengthening the more time we spent with one another. Sure, there was teasing back and forth, but it was all in fun. We were enjoying our straight friends, while their appreciation of us grew continually for the help we had been in showing that we cared, realizing labels were just labels, but character was something to be revered.
Unfortunately, there was no private time for Tink to get a Dylan blow job tonight, but Dylan, Jake and I, had primarily worn him out the night before. However, as horny as Tink was these days for cock up his ass, I’m sure he could have gone another couple of rounds. We all were tired, after a long day and working tonight on drywall. We gathered up our things after our beer, gave our straight bros, and one bent one, hugs, then headed back to the bar. Tink got a little frisky giving me a hug, touching me in sensitive areas, unknown to the other guys, fortunately. He whispered he loved me in my ear. I was sure Dylan and Jake got that same message. I’m sure Blake would have also, had he had any history with Tink in bed. We all got a chuckle out of Tink, once back in the Jeep, heading home.
Ethan and Tim were studying at the kitchen island when we returned. They asked how it went. Dylan filled them in on the progress we made tonight. Ethan said it sounded like work. Dylan assured them it was. Ethan said the got a lot of studying done tonight without Dustin around to torment him. I had to chuckle. I think that was code for Ethan missing Dustin. I was pretty sure, anyway. I gave Ethan a hug from behind, once I stripped down to my briefs, in a bare skin to bare skin hug, then massaged his shoulders like Dustin often did to excite him.
“That feels damn good, Josh, but you are exciting me, just so you know,” Ethan replied. I reached around and felt his growing member, then chuckled. He didn’t flinch when I did it, like he did with Dustin. I kissed him on the back of his neck then stopped, and patted him on his shoulders.
“You’re okay, buddy,” I told him, then sat down to do some quick reading myself.
“Now see, what you did was nice. I appreciated that, and it felt good. When Dustin does it, he expects more, or at least to torment me somehow. When you did that, Josh, it was just to show you cared about me, and were making a kind gesture to show me you cared. That was nice, and I appreciate it. With Dustin, it’s always a prelude to something else, unfortunately,” Dustin remarked.
“Are you really sure, or do you react negatively before you let him run his course?” I asked. “He might just as easily stop like I did, just showing you he cared,” I suggested. Ethan rolled his eyes.
“Josh, he kept kissing my neck the last time, trying to really turn me on, if you remember,” Ethan replied. He was right about that, when I thought about it. “He wanted me hard to see where he could go with it. He doesn’t just show he cares. He’s serious about more,” Ethan added.
“You two are something else. I’d like to see where it would really go if you just ignored him sometime,” I told him.
“How can you ignore his attention, as hell, it turns me on like crazy. There’s no ignoring it, Josh. It just can’t happen,” he replied. Blake and Tim were smiling. I shook my head smiling. “He just keeps pushing the envelope further and further.”
“That’s because he really cares about you, Ethan. Honestly, he really does. I know you have a problem with that, but just don’t hurt him too bad. The hardest thing in life to deal with for a gay guy, is to fall in love with a straight guy. It’s a no-win situation if there ever was one. You drive yourself crazy with love, a love that the straight guy doesn’t have a clue as to what it’s all about, and can’t comprehend or return it in the way the gay guy needs it. Luckily, Dustin has plenty of outlets to share his physical love with, even though he’d rather have it be you,” I told Ethan. Ethan thought about what I said.
“He can’t really love me that much, can he?” Ethan asked concerned. I shrugged my shoulders.
“I’m not sure what he feels deep down inside. He’s a very sensitive individual, so don’t let all his crazy antics fool you. He has a lot of fun, but his love is deep for all of us. Just be careful with him. I think it would help if the two of you could just be good friends, and you not on edge all the time, thinking he’s pushing you into a sexual relationship. I think he could handle just knowing you care about him, Eth. Try that, and see if it doesn’t take the edge off between the two of you. You’re both edgy with each other, when you should be loving brothers. Show him you care, but hold your ground on the sex,” I suggested. Ethan looked more confused than ever.
“I’ll try, but sometimes I’m not sure I can trust myself. He’s very persuasive, in case you haven’t noticed,” Ethan chided. I had to believe he was right on that count.
“Don’t take that seriously, or make a big deal out of it. Just go with the flow, and ignore his passes. Redirect the conversation with him, showing interest in his non-sexual activities and efforts he does. Show an interest in his life in general, as a good friend would. I’m not sure if it’ll work or not, but at least he’ll get tired of getting nowhere with you other than a very strong bond of friendship. There’s enough dick around here to take care of his ass. As long as he gets what he needs there, I think he might be content enough to just care about you, knowing you care about him,” I suggested. Ethan wasn’t so sure about my suggestion, but said he’d try to do better in that respect.
Ethan finally got dressed to leave, as it was getting late. I asked him if he needed me to run him over to the house. He said that would be great, if I didn’t mind. I put my jeans back on and my sweatshirt and jacket, then we headed out.
“Everything going okay with you living in the house with the rest of the guys?” I asked him on the way over. He smiled.
“Oh, I get plenty of razzing, but it’s all in fun. I’m holding my own with the guys. Aiden’s been great as a roommate, as I don’t see a lot of him, and he’s respectful to me when we do. We’re good friends at least. I wish it were that way with Dustin and me, just great friends, someone I could trust and confide in, and not have to worry about him trying to love me physically,” Ethan told me.
“Keep trying Eth. He’ll get used to it. He really does care about you, you know. That I know. Maybe more than he should, but you need to redirect that love to more of an altruistic love, and not romantic,” I again suggested.
“Absolutely, but it’s damn hard to do. Plus, I have feelings for him also, Josh. Maybe not as far as his feelings are for me, but I do love him, and sometimes it scares me how much I feel like I love him. It’s almost to the point, I could give in to physical love with him. That’s what scares me, as we could never stop then. I still want a heterosexual life. I want a wife and kids eventually. I don’t see myself like you guys, just content with loving one another. Don’t get me wrong. I admire all of you, and can’t tell you how much I love all of you. My love for you all is way over the top of what a heterosexual man should love. I just don’t see myself living your lives. I see myself in a home with a beautiful loving wife and loving kids. I think I want, and need that in my life eventually,” Ethan confessed.
“Then that’s what you should aspire to, Ethan. It’s working for Eric. He has a that, but he’s happy in and out of our world. He’s living a heterosexual life, but he has some fun in our world also. He’s happy caring about us, because he has a wonderful family to care about also. You’re quite capable of working in our world, caring about all of us, but satisfying yourself with what you need out of life. It would make us happy to know you’re happy overall, and have the things in life that are meaningful to you. Does that make sense?” I asked. Ethan sighed, as we got to the house.
“Makes perfect sense when you talk about it. Not sure it does in reality, but I’m trying to sort it all out and separate the two. It’s not easy with all of you guys. I have to admit, it’s not hard to love all of you, and let that love turn physical at times,” Ethan admitted. I chuckled.
“Hey, if you feel the need, it won’t kill you. Still, you can have your own life also the way you dream for it to be,” I advised. Dustin leaned over and kissed me on the lips.
“Thanks, Josh. I love you for the loving, caring brother and leader you are. You are a huge influence in my life, you need to know. I treasure our friendship so much, because I know you deeply care about me and all our brothers. Just put up with me, and steer me in the right direction at times, when I get lost,” he urged. I chuckled, telling him he might have to do that for all of us. “Oh, Lord, now we are in trouble, if that’s the case,” he replied. I gave him a bid hug, and he kissed me again on the lips.
“You know, for being straight, you’re a damn good kisser,” I teased.
“I learned that from you. It feels great to kiss you, just so you know,” he informed me. I chuckled, then told him I’d see him tomorrow. He took off to run inside the house. I watched his hot ass disappear inside the front door. I hoped he found the right woman to make him happy and enjoy life, I thought to myself.
Jake and I curled up in bed naked with one another after I returned. I was fondling his balls and gently stroking his cock, urging it to full mast, as I told him more about Cam and how Rogers described what happened.
“I can’t imagine how two guys could get away with destroying poor Cameron’s life, Josh. That’s not right they didn’t have some sort of repercussions for what they did,” Jake told me. I told him I agreed also, wondering how to make them accountable for what they’d done, as it seemed their dispositions and attitudes had not improved any, once they reached adulthood. I told Jake, I just hoped they didn’t cross paths with us, or we just might have to take them down. Jake agreed, then kissed me passionately, asking me if I might massage his back some, as it was a bit sore from picking up drywall and moving it around. I chuckled, then turned him over on his stomach, straddled his hot ass, and went to kneading his back and shoulder muscles. He kept telling me how wonderful that felt, and how much he loved me for it. Having my hands all over his naked body, being able to do anything I wanted to do with him, got my cock rock hard. It was amazing that we were naked with each other hours a day, mostly sleeping, but to touch his naked body always made my cock hard, it seemed. He was just too beautiful. I loved him with all my being, and I couldn’t help but be aroused when I had him in my grips. I dug my fingers into him, as he moaned and sighed at the feel of my touch.
I could never give my man a massage without massaging his glutes. They were just too wonderful to pass up. Also, there was the semi-furry valley there that led to his asshole, which no one adored more than me. I kneaded his glutes, making him moan even more, then played with the hairs in his ass crack. That made him giggle some, but I could tell that his cock was rock hard because of his taint being so tight. I had to massage his taint for him, which aroused him even more. I wet my middle finger, then spread his cheeks apart around his asshole, revealing that wonderful orifice I adored so much, then ran my fingers around the rim of his anus. He sighed again. I teased him terribly, then finally wet my finger again, and gently penetrated his hole.
“You know you’re driving me crazy,” Jake moaned, as I continued to play, my own cock leaking pre-cum, with anticipation of what was to come. I chuckled.
“That’s the plan,” I replied. He kind of shook his head, but resigned himself to accepting whatever I wanted to do to his body, which he knew would be nothing less than extremely erotic and passionate. I continued to tease his hole some with my finger, doing a nice job of finger fucking him, but I could tell he was ready for the main event, my teasing driving him up a wall. Still, I wanted to make him wait, to enjoy this fantastic foreplay I was enjoying so much. It was time for my tongue to enjoy his hot, wonderful asshole. I took my hands, and split his glutes apart even further to give my tongue access to his hole. The second he felt my tongue tease his hole and the tip of it run around the rim of it, his body stiffened up and he let out a guttural sigh.
“Damn, Josh, you’ve got me on fire, babe. Shit, this is intense,” he informed me. I gave one of his butt cheeks a nice smack, which made him jump a little also, then chuckle. He teased I was getting violent. I was sitting just south of his ass. I took my hard cock, and slapped it against the valley of his ass, further teasing him more, generating more blissful moans, knowing I had him turned on like crazy. I then slid further down his legs, then split them further apart, so I could run my hands up and down his inner hairy thighs. “Fuck, Josh, just fuck me. I can’t take much more of this. There must be a half gallon of precum underneath me, I’m leaking so bad.” Having had enough fun with his backside, and still not content to slip my cock deep inside his body, I got off him, then rolled him over. Jake immediately pulled me on top of him, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me passionately, our throbbing cocks pressed between us, and rubbing up against each other, generating more wetness from the precum flowing freely from both our cocks. Our tongues deep in each other’s mouths, and our hands all over one another, we generated some heat and some sweat. I came off his mouth with my lips, and ran my nose through a hairy pit, enjoying the fragrance of my now sweaty man. He did the same to me, giving us both a thrill. I finally broke loose from him, and sat up again, then straddled his thighs once more, holding our cocks and jacking them together with one hand, while I ran my other hand up over his nice abs and beautiful pecs. Then I backed down his thighs some to bend over to tease his cock with my tongue, licking up his precum and savoring it in my mouth, tasting the preamble of what was to cum later from deep in Jake’s balls. I really had him going now. “Josh, you’re going to have to fuck me soon. You’re torturing me right now. My balls are boiling,” he uttered. I smiled.
“Hang in there, babe. I’m, going to edge you. You can’t cum until I tell you to,” I teased. He shook his head at me in disbelief.
“That’s torture,” he replied. I told him it was, but it was great. He shook his head at me, knowing I was going to have my way with him regardless, so he might as well endure it. I grabbed his cock with my right hand, and squeezed it some drawing the skin tight on his shaft. I bent over and ran the tip of my tongue around the edge of the head of his penis, collecting the flow of precum from him piss slit, flowing like slow lava from a volcano. My Jake was really flowing with all my actions. Damn, if he didn’t taste good too. I scooped off some of my own precum from the end of my cock, then smeared it on the head of Jake’s penis to join his, making it nice and slick. Then I took my tongue and teased the hell out of the underside of the head of his cock, moving the tip up and down vertically, teasing the underside of his glans. I made his body shake with that action. “I’m gonna cum,” he warned me, so I squeezed his cock rather hard in my hand. I cradled his big balls some, giving them a little pressure to take his mind off of ejaculating his load. I let him settle down some, then repeated the action with my tongue once again, until he started shaking on the bed, his cock wanting to cum. I squeezed his big cock once again and his balls. “Fuck, Josh, you’re killing me. Please can I cum, or just fuck me. Damn, this is torture,” he urged. I gave him a devilish smile, although my balls were starting to churn, having had this much fun, driving my soulmate half insane with lust. I bent over and ran my nose through his pubes, smelling his man scent once again, now mixed with sweat from the gentle torture I was giving him. I thought if we could only bottle this smell, we could make a fortune in the gay community. I could have laid my head on his pelvic bone and inhaled his sweaty pubes forever. Now we both were feeling the urge to cum. I knew I had to give up my passion teasing torture, or I’d be spurting cum all over him before I got him off. I wanted us to cum close together if we could. I scootched back up his legs, our balls against each another, then jacked our cocks together. Jake pulled me over to him and kissed me passionately again, our cocks trapped between us, with my right hand wrapped around them, making it impossible for me to jack them at the moment. He had his tongue in my mouth, as I felt a finger penetrate my ass. Then we both shook like crazy as I felt my balls unleash a torrent of my seed, pressure building like crazy, then a huge release, taking my breath away. I felt the warmth of my ball liquid between us. Jake was shaking even more violently than I was, making me wonder if we didn’t just explode our cocks together. I finally let go of our cocks, and pulled my hand out, as he had his arms wrapped around me tightly. I could feel warm sticky liquid squeezed between us.
“I fucking love you so much,” Jake whispered in my ear, trying to catch his breath. I nibbled on his ear some, not being able to help myself. “Damn, that was crazy hot, Josh. You drove me fucking crazy with what you did. Shit, I must have cum a gallon. I didn’t think I could ever stop. You freaking emptied my balls big time with that. I can’t believe how intense that was, and we never even fucked. Wow, that was hot,” he said, trying hard to get his breath. I smiled, knowing I had outdone myself this time in doing something new, but something extremely hot.
“Hey we can have intense orgasms without penetration, Babe. Kind of fun to try something a little different from time to time. Don’t want you to ever get bored with having sex with me,” I chided. He hugged me tightly and kissed me all over, my body still on top of his.
“I could never get bored with anything we do together, Josh. I just love you more than life itself. You make my world for me. I couldn’t exist without you, you know. Wow, that was intense,” he said, still trying to get himself together. I finally rolled off of him, looking at the sticky mess we made between us. I leaned over and sucked his cock, briefly taking his breath away, one more time. I cleaned up his cock, sucking the last remaining seed out of him, and savoring the taste in my mouth.
“I think we made a messy,” I teased. Jake looked down and laughed at what he saw.
“I’d say that was more than a messy. It was like an explosion of cum, but we seemed to trap most of it,” he pointed out. I fell back down on him. We kissed passionately for several more moments. Then I raised up some, ran my fingers through his thick dark brown wavy hair, telling him how beautiful and hot he was. I thought he was going to cry, but he just pulled me back to him and hugged me tightly. We stayed that way for what seemed like a long time. Then I had to pee. He said he did also.
We got up and walked naked into the bathroom. Brady and Zach were in the shower together, using the center post instead of all the jets. Jake and I pissed together, then joined them in the shower.
“We know what you’ve been doing,” I said, chuckling. They wagged their cocks at us, smiling. Jake and I waved our dicks at them, making them laugh.
“Great minds think alike,” Brady said, chuckling. I leaned over and kissed him then did the same to Zach. Jake kissed them both also.
“Looking kind of hot there, guys,” I chided, looking down at their hot naked bodies, getting some soap and running a soapy hand all over Zach’s body, Jake doing the same to Brady. Zach pulled me to him, and kissed me passionately, as I slid a soapy finger up his sweet asshole, taking his breath away. We were soon all over one another, our cocks rock hard once again, right along with theirs. Zach bent over and put his hands on the wall, offering up his ass to me to take. I slid my hard cock up that sweet ass of his and went after it. Jake did the same to Brady, Brady losing himself in the process, half out of it, in some euphoric trance. I reached around, and jacked Zach’s gorgeous cock, as I plunged my cock deep in his body. It wasn’t long until I felt Zach stiffen up, then release his ball juice out in front of him, some of his sticky cum running through the fingers of my hand, as I continued to jack his cock. Brady stood up, Jake’s cock deep in his ass, and shot his load all over the wall in front of him. No sooner than Zach got off, he dropped to his knees, and sucked my cock, soon relieving me of my second load of the night, Brady doing the same to Jake. We all fell back against the wall, for a few moments. Zach kissed me passionately again, telling me that was fucking wonderful. I had to agree.
We finally got our wits about us one more time, then showered off again, playfully teasing each other’s cocks and balls in the process. Then we dried off together helping each other. “Damn, that was fun. We’ll have to do that again sometime,” Brady chided. All of us agreed. “I thought Zach and I burned up the sheets pretty good tonight, then came into shower off to get cleaned up. I didn’t expect to get my ass loved like we did. That felt very special guys,” Brady added. I told him Jake and I did the same thing earlier, then came in to get cleaned up also.
“I have to admit, seeing the two of you naked there, with spent cocks just got us all hot and bothered one more time. That was damned hot, guys. You two have such sweet asses, I don’t know what to say,” I told them, as we finished drying off.
“Just say you’ll fuck us more often then,” Zach replied, smiling. I told him we needed to do that, and was sorry we hadn’t more often. “Oh well, it makes for something extremely special when you do. We love it, as much as we love you guys,” Zach replied. I had to hug him one more time, and kiss him tenderly. I did the same to Brady, slapping his hot bare ass as I did, making him chuckle. Jake kissed them and hugged them also, telling them their asses were too hot to ever forget. That made them smile.
Our balls and cocks spent, Jake and I fell blissfully asleep in each other’s arms. Somehow, we woke up earlier than the alarm the next morning. We playfully teased each other’s balls and morning wood, as we shook off our sleepiness. I couldn’t believe, after the marathon of sex we had between us and then with Brady and Zach, our dicks could still get hard, but they were. Man’s favorite toy, meant to be played with, as often as possible. It felt great running our fingers up and down each other’s hard shafts, then across Jake’s nice firm balls. We kissed passionately. Jake said he’d love to spend the whole day in bed with me, and not have to go to any classes. While I thought that would be wonderful also, I remembered I had a meeting with Dr. Wayne after accounting, then later, Mr. Rogers was bringing Cameron over to meet us. My mind wandered to what that meeting would be like. I was hoping Dr. Wayne could give me some insight as to how I could make Cameron feel comfortable. Jake and I finally had to get up, before we worked ourselves up to another orgasm. We followed our boners into the bathroom and joined the rest of the guys in the showers. We got naked hugs from Tim, Blake, Brady and Zach. Dustin, obviously spent the night at the house with his new bunkmates. Brady and Zach winked at us, in reference to the previous fuck session in the shower together, bringing back some hot memories of a few hours ago.
It was nice not having Marketing on Friday so we had some additional time after micro econ. Jake and I used that time to study and answer emails. I got an email from Greer, saying he’d be in mid-morning to the regional airport, asking if he should rent a car or could someone pick him up. I contacted Dale and asked him if he, by chance, could fly the 310 up to the regional airport, a whopping ten, or so, minute flight to pick up Greer. He said he had some time in the morning, and could make that happen. He and Greyson had a charter tomorrow afternoon, but he’d be back in time to take that. I told him we should leave about 10:00, as Greer’s flight came in at 10:30. Dale said he’d have the plane ready by 10:00. I told him he was the best. I got a smiley face back.
Dustin came by, and into the office to find me. “Josh, guess what I get to do, if you don’t have any problems with it,” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders. I’ve got permission to go to the basketball game with the team, this afternoon. The problem is we won’t be back until later tomorrow night, so I might miss part of Gay Night. Can you spare me until I get back?” he asked. I smiled at him.
“Sure, go with the team and cheer them on for me. That’s great. You get to ride the bus and everything with Caleb and Chase?” I asked.
“Yep, and get to bunk with them also. Tuck said he could put me with Forest, but I told him I’d sleep on the couch in Caleb and Chase’s room. He told me to suit myself. I guess we could sneak Dave in there with us too. Then we could have a damn good time,” Dustin replied. I gave him a concerned look. “Oh, yeh, that’s right. We don’t know for sure if he’s into that or not. Darn. Wish we knew. I’d love to feel that big schlong of his up my ass,” Dustin commented. I shook my head at him.
“How’d last night go at the house, not that you haven’t slept over there with the guys several weekends?” I asked. He smiled.
“I think it’s going to work out fine. We all care about each other, Josh. Caleb and I were a thing, until he got weird. I still cared about him. Hell, I was his first. Chase really helped save him, along with you. Chase and I were really getting to know one another, until Caleb interrupted all that, and Chase felt the need to help Caleb, which I was glad he did. But then I missed Chase. Caleb also missed me. So, I guess you could say, we’re all kind of back together again. Caleb’s a dedicated bottom, but we force him into topping occasionally, at least for a while when we’re having fun. Chase and I can go either way, but neither one of us wants to be a top all the time. We switch off and keep one another happy,” Dustin informed me.
“I’m glad it’s all working out and the three of you think you can get along together. Did you see Ethan at all last night?” I asked. Dustin smiled. He and Aiden are across the hall from us, upstairs. Yeh, I saw him. I gave him a hug when I told him goodnight. Actually, all three of us gave him a hug goodnight. He’s okay,” Dustin replied.
“You’re not going to torment him, are you?” I asked, concerned. He gave me a devilish smile. “Dustin.”
“No, we’ll be fine. I still have to tease him occasionally, otherwise he’d think I didn’t love him anymore. Can’t have him feeling he’s not loved. Hell, he’ll come complain to you. Like I said, I’ll still come here to study at night. The two of us can come together. Maybe that will help him trust me more,” Dustin remarked.
“He deeply cares about you, Dustin. He loves you as his friend and brother, but not the way the rest of us care about one another. You have to respect that in him. Sometimes he struggles emotionally, because he wants to love us like we love each other, but can‘t bring himself to do it. He shouldn’t have to, and we don’t need to belittle him because he can’t,” I explained.
“I know that, Josh, and I never would intentionally make him feel bad about it. I care about him too much to do that to him. Damn, I wish he was gay like the rest of us. It’s hard to love someone in a way they can’t love you back. You know what I mean?” he asked.
“Yep. I absolutely do. It’s the shits, so try not to let that happen, and you’ll be a lot happier person because of it. You have Chase and Caleb to entertain. I’m sure Edgar, Jeb, Allen, OBB and Aiden would be happy to jump in bed with you anytime, so there’s lots of dick and ass to keep you happy there. You know we’re here also, along with Dylan and our lot. Speaking of Dylan, he’s going to be disappointed he didn’t get to tear your ass up before you go over to the house. He was planning on that, you know,” I reminded him. Dustin smiled.
“Don’t worry, I’ll plan to sleep over some night, maybe Sunday night. Wouldn’t want to miss a chance to have that dick of his tear up my hole. That boy is one hell of a stud when it comes to fucking ass. He’s a pro for sure,” Dustin chided, making us both laugh. I told him it would be good to sleep over with him occasionally to keep him happy also. “Like I said, I’ll be here practically every night studying with you guys, as if I was still living here. There will be plenty of opportunities to make anyone and everyone feel loved by me,” Dustin assured me. “Got to run to get ready, as the bus leaves in an hour. Just wanted to let you know what I was doing and make sure you were okay with me being late tomorrow night to help,” he told me. I reminded him that Kyle was helping out, so we would be okay without him, only I’d miss him. Dustin came and picked me up out of my chair, then hugged me tightly. Then he kissed me rather passionately. “I love you, Josh. If Jake didn’t love you so damn much, I’d be where he is today,” You are my world, you and all my brothers in this crazy business we have going,” he told me, then squeezed my ass, as he gave me one last kiss. I chuckled, then told him to have fun. We’d watch the game on TV tonight. He blew me another kiss, as he walked out the door.
Blake came and got me, telling me it was time for lunch. Jordan, Buzz, Ken and Nate were coming in the door. They hung up their coats, then sat down at our regular table. Jake came and joined us. “Oh, Greer asked if anyone could pick him up tomorrow at the regional airport,” Nate mentioned.
“Already took care of it. I have Dale running us up there to pick him up. It’s a whopping ten-minute flight. We’ll get there in plenty of time to take the FBO’s courtesy vehicle over to the terminal and pick his ass up. Anyone else want to run up there with me, is more than welcome. Nate said he would, as he wanted to debrief Greer on what happened in Chicago after he left. Blake said he’d go also.
“When you guys get back, it might be good to have a meeting with Ken and me also, Nate. The three of us could kick a few things around as to where we go from here with Invescor and the consolidation process. I’m thinking we need to leave it fairly autonomous for the time being. It works, and it’s profitable. When we get more time, and get Carson down here sometime, we can explore what else we can do together, but for the time being, let’s leave well enough alone. We have plenty on our plate already,” Jordan commented. I told them it was up to them, as I was good with whatever they decided.
“Can we use Greer occasionally for certain things we can’t get to?” Jordan asked.
“Guys, you tell me what we need to do. I don’t know what you face on a day-to-day basis. If you need additional people, we need to talk about getting you help,” I replied.
“Well, we don’t need someone permanently, but in the case of what we just had to go through with Invescor, Greer was fantastic for what we needed. He knows everything about us, having put the company together to begin with. Everything we’re working with, he prepared in the first place. His knowledge could save us hours of time, not to mention, having another legal specialist could be a huge help,” Jordan told us.
“I’m not sure what Samuel would think about that, but not that I really care either. It’s up to Greer what he thinks he’ll be able to do for you and how often. Ask him, and see what he says. If he’s good with it, I certainly don’t have any problems with it. Like you said, he put the whole company together according to Stoney’s wishes. No one knows us better than Greer for sure. He’s a little crazy, so you’ll have to keep a leash on him,” I told them. Nate chuckled. “What are you chuckling about?” I asked Nate.
“That was funny what you said about keeping a leash on Greer, as he told me the same thing about you when we were together in Chicago,” Nate chided. I shook my head.
“You see? I introduced that man to Stoney, hoping he’d quit trying to hit on me. And, it worked. He and Stoney really hit it off. I’m sure Greer was instrumental in getting Jake and I together with him and Stoney, and starting a relationship. That relationship turned into a major business relationship, the likes of which we never imagined. Jake and I really care about Greer. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t happy about him leaving at first. Especially, leaving to start a new life with Samuel. Good grief. He could have found someone better than Samuel. He’s nothing like Stoney at all. I swear the guy has a stick up his ass. Greer is fun loving. I don’t know what’s kept him from leaving Samuel. Maybe you guys can find that out this weekend while he’s here,” I challenged them. Jordan smiled.
“What do you always say, Josh? The heart wants what the heart wants? Isn’t that it?” Jordan asked. I threw a French Fry at him.
“Go ahead. I’m not so sure it was the heart in that situation, maybe it was the ass,” I joked, making them all laugh. “Go ahead and ask him that question while you’re at it,” I said, chuckling. They thought it was funny also. “If you guys need his help, and he’s okay with it, I’m all for it. He means a lot to me and Jake. Hell, he got us started. He incorporated our original CNB1, where we started out on a shoestring. He treated us fairly, not charging us a fortune to get us started. It worked out well for all of us. He still holds a special place in our hearts. Yeh, we felt a little betrayed by his leaving the company, as quickly after Stoney’s death as he did, but hell, guys, he was really hurting then. Stoney’s death came as a blow to all of us, but Greer lived with him and loved him day in and day out. When Stoney was gone getting treatments, unbeknown to us, Greer was devastated and extremely worried about him. We all had good reason to worry about him, but Greer worried the most. I was sure Stoney was just being Stoney, and putting together some new major business to spring on us when he was ready. He sprang one hell of a surprise on us for sure. That devastated Greer, so maybe he jumped too soon, thinking he was in love with Samuel, but then again, we’re not with him all the time, so who knows. Using him for different projects might just be what he needs for a little fresh air from Samuel, and get him back into some of the action with us, where he started. I think he’d be receptive to that, but that’s totally up to him. Anyway, that’s all I can tell you. The rest is up to Greer,” I explained. They all felt sorry for Greer, for what he had to go through with Stoney. Nate said Greer seemed pretty happy when he was with him in Chicago, which I was glad to hear.
Thad came and got me, reminding me it was time to go to accounting, unless we wanted to show up for class only, and not a conference with Dennis. I smiled, telling him, since he apologized to us, we’d give it another try, but I was starting to think the guy was batshit crazy. Thad said he agreed, wholeheartedly.
Thad had Dennis’ lunch, as we headed out to the busines building, both of us unsure as to what we would run into today. Dennis seemed happy to see us, although we approached him cautiously, still a little concerned as to what to expect.
“Thanks for the great lunches, guys. I really can’t thank the both of you enough for what you do for me. You guys are the greatest ever,” he said, as he took his lunch out of the bag. That chef of yours is fantastic. I need to stop over sometime and meet him, thank him myself. Oh, and these honey croissants just melt in your mouth. Damn, you guys eat well for sure. It’s a wonder you guys don’t weigh fifty pounds more than you do, eating like this every day,” Dennis commented.
“We work hard and burn it all off, I guess. I burn a lot of calories at swim practice also. You look like you could use a few pounds, being as thin as you are,” I commented.
“Probably, but I’m a worry wart. I guess I burn up a lot of calories driving myself crazy with my studies, then preparing for classes and all. I was always that way. Things get to me and bother me. Phee is my biggest problem at the moment, but he hasn’t been the only one. I guess I just can’t help myself,” Dennis replied. Now, I was even more confused.
So, are you okay, Dennis? I mean you apologized to us on Wednesday for your roommate. He’s not abusing you or anything?” I asked, cautiously. Dennis looked surprised I asked that question.
“We’re okay for now. That’s kind of what I wanted to talk to you guys about, but we really don’t have enough time to do it justice. I could use a couple of beers for that discussion, so we might have to do it sometime at your bar. I’m buying though, as it’s me that needs your help, I think anyway,” he replied. I was still confused. He picked up on that right away. Then he cleared his throat. “Uh, not sure how to ask you this, and if it’s too personal, you don’t have to answer. As your accounting prof, it’s totally unprofessional for me to even ask questions about certain things, but as, hopefully, someone you might consider a friend, I could really use your help,” he started to say. We shrugged our shoulders.
“Go ahead. There’s not too much that shocks us anymore, that we can’t seem to handle. As far as being friends, I’ve never had a finger up a stranger’s asshole before like I had with you, so I guess you could say we’re at least asshole buddies,” I replied. Dennis cracked a smile, remembering me helping him out with his ingrown hair, or whatever was bugging his ass one day.
“Yeh, about that. That was probably out of line too, but I did appreciate it, I have to say,” he said, kind of tongue in cheek.
“Back to Phee, Dennis. Is he abusing you at all, because if he is and you need help, we’re here for you,” I offered, sensing there was something between the two that wasn’t right. He sighed.
“Depends on how you define abuse, I guess you could say. Most of the time we get along. Then there’s his girlfriend, which is the source of our problems. Like I said, that’s a subject in itself we need beer to discuss. Let me ask you this. You two are great friends, right?” he asked. Thad and I both nodded, yes.
“Yes, we’re very close. We’re both involved in our company together with several other friends/brothers of ours,” I explained.
“Here’s where it gets a little personal, so tell me if I’m out of line or not,” Dennis started off. I was wondering if I needed to brace myself for this question. “Do you two, get intimate together, like have sex and all? If you do, is it recreational or are there emotions involved? Like I said, you don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to. I know you guys are gay, but I’m not exactly sure how the dynamics work in all that,” he stated, then paused for a reaction. Thad looked extremely uncomfortable, looking to me to answer that question. I had to stop and think about what he was looking for in an answer.
“Thad and I love each other as brothers. Yes, we have had sex together. No, we don’t have it often. Thad has a partner, and I have a partner. Sometimes we do things with each other and our partners. We love each other, so it’s not recreational, so to speak. We express our caring and love physically with each other and our other brothers, when it seems right. Is that what you want to know?” I asked, not sure I gave him what he was looking for. He stopped to think on that for a moment.
“So, when you two get together, it’s not like hooking up or anything. There is genuine care for one another between the two of you, is what you’re saying?” he asked. I nodded yes.
“Absolutely. Being gay doesn’t mean you have sex with just any guy that comes along. Now, don’t get me wrong, there are guys like that, but with all of us in our group, we don’t play outside our group of guys that we care about. We reserve that special time for the ones we really care about, or helping someone out that is trying to find themselves in our world. We have done that. Usually, in that situation, they become one of our group of guys eventually, sometimes quickly,” I explained. “Actually, that’s how Thad and I met. I used to tease him continually first part of last year in Ken’s class. Some of the things I thought I was just teasing him with, struck a chord with him, and eventually, his curiosity got the best of him, and he wanted to know and feel things. He became one of us. We were extremely lucky he did, as we all love him dearly,” I added. Thad blushed.
“Yes, I couldn’t get over the kindness and caring Josh showed me. Plus, he was funny also. He made me laugh. He made me happy. The feelings mounted and, well, he finally showed me the ultimate in intimacy between two male friends. I’ve never regretted it, and I’ve found a wonderful guy to share my life with now, along with Josh and the rest of the guys,” Thad shared. Dennis looked genuinely touched.
“Thanks, guys. I needed to hear that. I have a bunch more questions I feel the need to ask, but we need to get to class. I appreciate you being honest and candid with me, sharing what you did. I’ve always felt that way myself, but wasn’t sure that type of love existed in the gay community. That helps tremendously,” he said, getting a little emotional.
“Dennis, if I can ask, are you gay, and need help in that area understanding what you feel and what it’s all about relationship wise? Because if you are, we can help you, and be proud to help you as a friend. That doesn’t mean having sex with you, but maybe talking through things, helping you understand what you’re feeling and why,” I offered. Now he got emotional.
“I’m struggling with a few things at the moment. I’m not going to lie and tell you I’m fine, but this has helped. I’ll stop by sometime, buy you a round or two or three of beers, and maybe we can discuss it further to help me understand some things. I feel closer to you guys now, like we’ve connected somehow, and you’re genuine in your care for friends. We’ll do that soon,” he said, then got up and unbuttoned his skinny jeans, then shoved them down, revealing his big dick confined by his briefs, pulled his shirt tail down, then hiked up his jeans again, once again hiding the beast that longed to get out and amaze Thad and me. The odd thing about it was, we just admitted to him we were gay, and he still flashed us his hidden cock. I still couldn’t figure him out. He grabbed his briefcase, and we headed for class. This time he didn’t make us walk in front of him, but told us to walk beside him, as he felt a new sense of kinship between us. I was surprised, but pleased.
As Thad and I took our seats in class, Thad asked me if I had a clue as to what the hell Dennis’ questions were all about. “I sense he’s struggling with being gay, and doesn’t understand the dynamics, Thad. I think he’s trying to find someone, meaning us, to help him understand what being gay is supposed to be like. I might be totally wrong, but I just get the feeling that’s what he’s looking for. But, I’m not sure how this Phee guy fits into what he’s looking for, or if he does at all. I guess we won’t know much more, until he shows up and we have a couple of beers with him,” I replied.
After class, Dennis thanked us again for our conversation. He said he’d see us Monday, if he didn’t get a chance to stop over before then for further discussion. I told him to have a great weekend, and we’d see him when we saw him. He smiled and waved us off.
“Do you think Ken knows any more than he’s told us?” Thad asked. I told Thad, I really didn’t think so, but Dennis did know how much we meant to Ken, which might have been the reason he was asking us questions. Thad thought that might be true. I told Thad, I had more questions for Ken, hoping to ask them before Dennis showed up for his beers. Thad chuckled.
I left Thad to go to Uni Med Center to see Dr. Wayne. I was mulling over Dennis’ questions in my mind, as I walked to the Med Center. I happened to run into Hunter, who was walking through the lobby at the time. He was excited to see him. I told him he looked hot in his white med coat. He laughed, saying I was too much. I asked him how he was doing so far. He said he had hellacious hours, but he loved what he was doing, and Nate couldn’t be more supportive. I told him I thought the world and all of Nate, and couldn’t have a better friend and co-worker than Nate. Hunter smiled, and said Nate had nothing but praise for me also.
“Hey, can I stop in and get a full physical sometime?” I asked. Hunter smiled, telling me if I needed one, yes, I could have one. “Can I get the rectal exam at the same time. I think you might need to check my prostate, Hunter, but I want both your hands on my shoulders when you do it,” I chided. He shook his head laughing.
“Sounds like something you’d say. You’d be surprised how many male patients tell us they don’t want to feel both hands on their shoulders when that happens. You’re just the opposite. I might have a problem with that examination. We might have to set you up with a different doctor,” Hunter told me. I asked him why, as I was really looking forward to having him do the examination. “Uh, I just might fall in love, if I did it. Don’t want to risk that happening,” he chided. I shook my head smiling.
“Can I at least hug you?” I asked. He held out his arms, and gave me a big hug. “Now that feels good. I’ll live with that until I can get the other,” I teased, making him laugh. He told me I was a breath of fresh air this morning, and he was excited to see me. I told him the same. “Got a meeting with Dr. Wayne, I’m heading to,” I told Hunter. He looked concerned. “I know. Nate said I needed an evaluation as I was batshit crazy,” I teased. Hunter laughed, but said Nate didn’t say anything of the sort, as he thought I was fantastic the way I was. I told him I had a briefing to help out a friend, one of Dr. Wayne’s patients. Hunter said he thought the world of Dr. Wayne, who helped him secure a residency here in Uni. I told Hunter, Dr. Wayne was a big help in other cases also we worked on. I gave him another hug, then took off for Dr. Wayne’ office upstairs.
I saw Cody at the Psych ward security desk, who got excited when he saw me. He came around from the back, and gave me a hug. We talked for a couple of seconds only, as he had people he had to process into the ward. I told him to come over and have a beer with us sometime. He promised he would.
Dr. Wayne was happy to see me, sticking out his hand to shake mine. I dispensed with that, and just hugged him, full on. “Okay, that works too,” he told me as he embraced me. “In fact, that feels pretty darn good, actually. I’ve missed you, Josh,” doc told me as we embraced, maybe a little longer than we should, but I was enjoying it.
“We know each other better than a handshake, I would think,” I told him. He chuckled, saying we had been through a lot together.
“Have a seat, Josh. Tell me about Dylan and how well he’s doing,” he asked. I filled him in on how wonderful Dylan was doing, how much we all loved him, and loved to be around him. He was so full of energy and life. He loved his job and was helping us on other projects besides his job. Dr. Wayne couldn’t have been more complimentary for the job we did with Dylan and the great outcome. I told him we were really proud of the guy, as he’d brightened all our lives. “So, you really want to take on another project like Dylan, only one that is much more difficult?” Doc asked.
“How difficult can it be, Doc? I guess I’m here to learn what all might be involved, and hear your suggestions on how to help. I think It’s terrible what happen to the guy. I can’t imagine the hell the kid went through,” I told him.
“Josh, they should have locked those two up at the time. From what I’m hearing from Rogers, the two haven’t grown up yet, which tells me they never will. I’m concerned there are others out there they may have damaged that we don’t know about. Unchecked, those two can do a lot of damage. They ruined poor Cam’s life, Josh. They really did. That was pure evil, what happened to Cam. I’ve been working with him for years, and all we’ve been able to achieve is to keep him moderately stable. As long as nothing traumatic happens to him, he’s okay. And, by that, I mean just okay. He’s not happy. He doesn’t get excited about situations or sad, actually. He’s just stable, and that’s all. There is no excitement, joy, love, none of that which most people experience in their lives. It’s just a shame. He has probably the most severe case of depression I’ve ever experienced. I’ve even collaborated with other doctors on his case. I’ve read all the cases published by doctors on sever mental depression. I’ve tried different things with him with very little progress made. I have him on a fairly strong dose of medication for depression. We can’t keep that up forever. It makes him drowsy for one thing, although he’s learned to live with it. I hate that he has to be drugged all the time, just to keep him functional. I’ve tried a lot of different medications in different doses. His current one seems to be the best,” Doc told me.
“So, what can I expect when I meet him. Can he talk to me, carry on a conversation, aske me questions, answer my questions?” I asked. Doc smiled.
“He’s perfectly capable of doing all those things, Josh. Question is, will he? He may not answer you at all or just look away. That’s an internal mechanism for shutting out what he considers to be an unpleasant conversation or one he’s not interested in,” Doc replied. “He may just sit and stare while the rest of you carry on a conversation around him. You just don’t know. If you can engage him, you’re doing well. Now if he’s interested in something you’re talking about, he might even engage in the conversation, and give you his opinion. He’s not autistic, or anything like that, Josh. I don’t mean to give you the wrong impression. He’s just like you or me, to a certain extent, except he’s kind of devoid of feelings, just kind of numb and uninterested in much outside what he focuses on. If it’s something you need help with, he might engage, but if he loses interest, he’s done. The best way for you to understand what’s going on with him, is to spend time with him, and see if there’s anything he likes or can relate to, with you and/or some of the other guys,” Doc told me.
“What about him in larger groups of people?” I had to ask, thinking I might want him involved in working at the CNB.
“It all depends on his interest. If whatever you’re doing interests him, I think he tunes out the rest of the group. But if you have him working on something for you, and he loses interest, he might just shut down. You’re going to have to keep him engaged,” Doc told me.
“Is he pleasant to others, respectful and cordial?” I asked.
“Yes, he is to a certain extent. Where others might think he isn’t is when he just ignores them. He doesn’t mean any disrespect at all, it’s just he’s lost interest and not paying attention, which some people might take as being rude. I can tell in our conversations when he doesn’t want to talk about what I want to talk about. He just stares at me and that’s that,” Doc replied. “Like I said, you’ll have to work with him to see what he likes and what he doesn’t.”
“What about emotion? Can he get emotional about something, excited perhaps, like a basketball game or something we’re all excited about?” I asked. Doc said he didn’t see why not, but it was rare that he’d ever seen him excited about something. “Can I hug him? Would he feel any emotion such as me caring about him if I hugged him? His dad said he hugs him. He told me not to get upset if Cam didn’t hug me back at first, but once he got to know me better, he would, if he liked me,” I asked. Doc sighed.
“Rogers is right. Don’t get upset, which is why I want to see you weekly, when you start spending more time with him, Josh. I need to protect you from depression, because depressed people can depress non-depressed people. You’re going to get discouraged, and think you’re doing something wrong, when the facts are, you did everything you could the right way. I can’t have Cam take you down. In fact, after my sessions with Cam, I need someone to cheer me up. I didn’t realize that at the beginning when I started working with him, but I got depressed myself, and it took me awhile, and one of my colleagues, to figure it out. I have to protect you from Cam, Josh. I can’t let him pull you down. What you’re intending to do here, is way beyond the call of duty, so to speak. You’re not trained in this type of behavior, and to someone that isn’t, working with guys like Cam, can be very depressing and discouraging. I know we all want to help him, but there’s a price to pay for helping. You need to realize that more than anything, so it doesn’t pull you down. I insist on seeing you regularly when you start spending more time with him,” Doc told me.
“Thanks for looking out for me, Doc. I appreciate that. We can shoot the bull, tell each other jokes and whatever you want to do. You can even hypnotize me and find out all my crazy secrets. That might scare you some. You thought Cam might be a hard nut to crack. Just wait until you dig deep in my psyche. Could be scary,” I joked. Doc shook his head, smiling.
“Actually, you might be good for me, spending time with you. I’ve already enjoyed our talk today. You are an inspiration to a lot of guys, Josh. You are very admirable, and you deeply care about others, which can hurt you, if you don’t protect yourself. Everyone has their level of defense mechanisms. Some are high, and off the charts like Cam. Others are low, very low in your case. You take everything at face value, until you find out otherwise, being extremely trusting, where others might not, just as a personal defense mechanism possibly generated from previous experiences. I’m sure your threshold has changed through the years, the more experiences you have, but they’re still pretty low. For example, most guys would not have taken Dylan on. You did, but became very discouraged early in the process. You hung in there and found the love and care in the kid, then brought that out in him. I still think that is one of the more inspirational recoveries I have ever seen. You saved the boy’s life, Josh. I know you think, because of Dylan, you can cure Cam also. It’s going to be a hundred times tougher than you ever imagined Dylan to be. I just want to warn you. Just showing him you love him, is not going to win him over and cure him. I think Rogers is hoping Cam will relate to you somehow, and his defense mechanisms will start to diminish. It doesn’t really work that way, which I’ve explained to him. Rogers still thinks if the boy could feel loved and cared about with other people, besides he and his wife, then maybe happiness can evolve in Cam. He wants Cam to be happy, and live a happy fruitful life. Rogers can’t bear to see Cam like this when he was such an active happy child. The kid is smarter than hell, brilliant, actually. But without happiness, he doesn’t have a life. I know he wants that for him, but, truthfully, as his doctor, I’m not giving it much hope. That’s why my purpose in this is to protect you, because you’ll take this personally, when you don’t see any progress or any hope of it. I can’t let you feel defeated in this. You’re even volunteering to help him takes tremendous courage, and the biggest heart ever, Josh. I have to protect you,” Doc said, adamantly.
“What about sex, Doc? Would that help him any?” I asked, almost stunning Dr. Wayne.
“About that. Rogers asked me to have a discussion with you about that subject,” he replied, reminding me Rogers said he’d have Dr. Wayne discuss something with me in instead of him talking to me about it. Oh boy, what would this entail, I thought, as Doc prepared to give me the talk.
and I can cope better with those two asshole's assholes knowing they're not real. 
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