I had began writing an additional story to where this one ended, but have not had the time to get it to where I wanted it by this time of the year. But, it has some really good things in it, which I am anxious to share with you all!
So, without any further waiting, here is the first chapter of the newest story!!! Enjoy
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Chapter 1
So, where we left of from the last story…. Jared and I were walking into Marcus’s house, hand in hand, to face Dawson. I wasn’t sure how he would react to the scene, but I was thinking that he would be ok with the situation. Because, he knew that this is what I wanted… Who knew what he would think…
Well, anyways, fast forward to the summer after graduation………………
Well, touching back to that night…. Graduation was crazy as hell… We all gathered at Dawson’s lake house and had a badass party. Jared was there of course, along with some other friends. We ended up going to bed together, had sex, and got back together. Actually, we got back together after that one night in April at Marcus’s house.
The summer after graduation was pretty much boring. Nothing at all really happened. Vacations, vacations, and more vacations!
The first of the vacations came for me a week and a half after graduation when I went with my grandparents to a family reunion in the next state over. It was boring as hell. The same thing every year, “My, Lane, you’ve gotten so much cuter than last year. Now, are you going to be a senior in August?” Keeping in mind that all of the older people on that side of the family only think of me when they see me once a year for three days at the reunion. Never again do they think about me. And every year, it’s the same question. They always think that I am younger than I actually am. All of the older women always have a friend’s granddaughter that they want to get me hooked up with, blah, blah, blah.
Now for the good shizz that happened that weekend…. Do you remember Trey? The guy who added me on Facebook and said that we were going to be roommates? Well, he messaged me again while I was there and told me that he was going to be rushing a fraternity in the fall and would not be living with me. Great. What was I supposed to do? Well, after talking to Jared, and realizing that he was going to rush as well, I decided what the hell, and I signed up for fall rush too.
My next vacation came a week and a half after the reunion when mom, Joe, Dawson, and I all went to Hawaii for our graduation present. We had a blast. Mom and Joe did their own thing and that left Dawson and I to cruise the beaches and see what all kinds of hot shit that we could get into. I had made a pact with Dawson when we were flying across the Pacific that for this week only I would forget about my relationship with Jared and focus solely upon him. That seemed to make him eager as to find out what I was talking about. Hell, I didn’t even know what I was talking about. But as soon as I laid eyes upon those sun-kissed, ripped, beach bodies, I soon forgot all about Jared.
The first night in Hawaii, Dawson and I said goodbye to my mom as they went to Happy Hour, and the two of us made our way to the beach. Each of us had brought six swimming trunks each and we were going to wear each of them. Since the two of us were still really tan from prom, not to mention that we had killer abs from hitting the gym hard for the past two months preparing for this trip, we were killing it in our trunks.
We were staying in a condo, just a block from the beach. So, whenever mom and Joe left, Dawson and I headed down. We were walking alongside the waves and laughing about all of the dumb shit that we had gotten into during high school. We were just chatting away and didn’t realize that we had made it a lot further down than we intended to go. It was then that we saw that there was a few gay couples gathered further up nestled together in the sand. So, I decided that we would give them a show. Without even talking to Dawson, I ran up next to him, placed my hand in his, and had a stroll alongside the beach. That got the attention of the three gay couples that we had seen. The fact that I was doing something that had gotten their attention made me pretty horny, so I thought that we should really give them a show.
I stopped dead in my tracks, making Dawson stop as well, and spun him around so he was facing me. I placed my arms on his shoulders and drifted my hands across his neck and leaned into a nice warm kiss. That was the first time that I was actually kissing Dawson in about two months. I had forgotten just how good he was with his lips. I was unsure with how long we were standing on the beach making out, but I soon noticed that he had placed his hands on my ass and began massaging each of my cheeks. I had broken our kiss and was biting my lip whenever I looked up the beach and saw that we had an audience of 6. I was ecstatic and Dawson was more than ready to give those people a show.
With us stopping what we were doing on the beach, we looked up towards our audience and just embraced each other in a hug. He had his chin resting on my head, the best place for anyone. I was glad that I was shorter than him and was more than happy to accommodate him wherever he wanted. There was one guy in particular that I had made eye contact with and had nodded my head in the direction towards us. I wanted him to get closer, but was unsure if he really would. But, much to our surprise, he and his partner were walking closer to us. This also prompted the other two couples to begin walking our way as well. I wasn’t sure what the hell we were going to do whenever they got to us, but I was not about to let them touch me, and I sure the hell wasn’t going to let them touch Dawson.
The two of them were about six feet away from us and I got a closer look of the two of them. The guy that I had made eye contact with was actually pretty cute—his partner on the other hand was not. I was still embraced by Dawson in a hug. Soon he backed away from me and just stood looking at me. That smile was there again and I know that I had dug myself too deep this time. I was unsure as to how I could get out of this one, but Dawson had lust in his eyes. The situation was beginning to get awkward, so I turned and ran to the ocean with Dawson and two others following closely.
While swimming in the Pacific Ocean off of the coast of Maui, I learned that the good looking guy’s name was Joey and his boyfriend of 4 years was Mike. Not too many details were exchanged during our conversation, other than the normal basic statistic questions. Soon after Joey invited the two of us back to his hotel room. I declined the offer and Dawson looked surprised. The two of us had always talked about having a threesome and I guess he thought this was ample opportunity for us to act upon that fantasy. But then I saw his face turn to lust again as he thought that the two of us would go back to our condo together for some fun of our own. Lord! I did not want that to happen either. I was too much in love with Jared to go through what I went through just a few short months before. I still hadn’t completely healed from that traumatic event.
We left the beach and strolled down the streets looking at all of the different shops, picking out the ones we would return to tomorrow and go shopping! That was one thing that Dawson and I couldn’t go without! It was beginning to get dark, so the two of us ended up finding our way back to the room, thankful to find my mom and Joe already there! That was a prayer that was answered. I could tell that Dawson was all but thrilled to find them there.
The next couple of days was filled with shopping and attraction sites. We really began looking like tourists in our adventures, but I didn’t care! Before any of us knew it, it was the day we were to leave the island and head back home. I couldn’t believe how fast that trip had lasted, but was glad to be getting back home. Since we had been there, there had been a fight between Marcus and Kelli, which ended up involving Dawson. Thankfully, I was not in the middle of this fight and didn’t have to choose any sides, even though Dawson and Kelli wanted me to choose their side. But it was now 10:00 pm and it was time for us to board our red eye flight back to Dallas. I was all but thrilled for that freaking flight. Dawson and I found our seats in the First Class Cabin and was greeted by a very handsome flight attendant who informed us that he would be taking care of us during the duration of our flight.
“Hi, welcome aboard American Airlines. I am glad that you have chosen to fly with us tonight. My name is Adam, please, please, please do NOT hesitate to ask me if there is anything that I can do for the two of you,” the flight attendant said with a wink.
“Thank you very much, Adam.” I began.
“I’m sure that we will be asking you for something before too long,” Dawson interrupted me.
I was shocked at how fast he jumped on him, but after further examining the situation, I concluded that he hadn’t had any sex while we were on this vacationing.
Three hours into the nine and half hour flight, Dawson nudged me awake and the two of us were making small talk in first class just talking about everything.
“Shit!” I said. “Dude, I just remembered that the two of us didn’t stunt or tumble on the beach. I have always tumbled at every beach I have ever gone to.”
“Fuck, man,” Dawson replied. “I know what you mean. I wasn’t even thinking about that either. Well, I guess that means that we will just have to come back to Maui soon!”
There was an in-flight movie playing, but I wasn’t paying any attention to it. I just focused on getting a little bit of sleep and trying to not think about the remaining 6 hours we had before I could get off this damn plane. Soon I fell back asleep for a little bit and we hit some turbulence and it woke me up. I looked over and Dawson wasn’t by me. I wasn’t sure where he was, but soon enough, he and Adam emerged from the front of the cabin together. I knew instantly where he had been and what they had been doing. Dawson was now a member of the Mile High Club.
“You’re fucking crazy,” I said as he took his seat. “Remind me why I am friends with you again?”
“Well for one, you don’t have a choice, and for two, I just do all of the crazy shit you think about doing.”
It was true. I would never have the courage to do half of the shit that Dawson has done in his life, but I have thought about literally everything that he had done. What seemed like three days later, we finally touched down in Dallas. That meant, I would be visiting the bar as soon as we got into the terminal. I didn’t even care that it was 8 in the morning. I needed something stronger than the orange juice I was served on the plane.
Not very long after that, we were safely back home and were cruising the streets going and saying hi to all of our friends. I had called Kelli and the two of us had met up to chat about everything that had happened. But that was after I went to see Jared at his house and have some “honey I’m home” sex! It was incredible. Or I was just so tired that my brain was telling me that it was great. We tried four different positions. I started off by riding his dick, but that didn’t last very long, then we went into missionary, which was my favorite, but Jared didn’t feel that was very pleasurable. So, we went to doggy. That was the one that really got me going and was very intense, but he finally finished with him on top of me pounding it home.
As soon as he rolled off of me, I turned to him, planted a passionate kiss on his mouth and snuggled up to his sweaty body. Jared had his right hand on my back just gently rubbing my back and we were breathing in unison. It was a very romantic, yet awkward, scene. About thirty minutes of he and I laying there, we heard the garage open and we knew that his mom was home. So we quickly got dressed and went downstairs to greet her.
When she walked in, she looked like hell! I wasn’t sure what the hell she had done today, but I knew I didn’t want to be there anymore. But, as soon as she saw me, her attitude was not fitting to her appearance.
“LANE!!!” She screamed. “I have not seen you in a really long time! I am so glad that you came over to see us!”
“Well, Mrs. Williams, it is very nice to see you as well! I just landed a couple hours ago and stopped to talk to Jared about a couple things and I was just on my way out.”
“Well, shoot,” She replied. “Can you come back tonight for dinner? I’ll make something extra special since you’re back in town!”
“Sure!” I exclaimed.
“Great! It’ll be ready at about 7 o’clock sharp! Don’t be late! Besides, I want to get to know Jared’s boyfriend better.”
I instantly turned white and stared at the floor praying I could be anywhere but there.
I need a shower after that!
