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    aw poor Justin he needs some one to take away his frustration. Once again wonderfully arousing story.

    So what i am away for a week and everyone starts talking about me? Goodness you all flatter me with such words i might need to post more pictures.

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    Great writing Hardreader Keep up the great work I know you are busy with other things in your life but it would be wonderful if you could post this great story more often

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    I think Justin needs some release real bad. You could send him my way and will gladly take care of him lol. I will be anxiously waiting for the next,

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    Dearest HR...

    As always, thank you for the update and mentioning me in your post I was so looking forward to this update especially after returning from a recent trip.

    In this chapter, I really felt sorry for Justin who felt he has been given the cold shoulder from the boys C'mon, let's see Justin gettin what he deserves since he has been the one to others... and damn good one that is.

    Also, Mike still looking for any staff?

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    Keep your pants on! Chapter 11 will be along shortly. Oh, go ahead and take them off.
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    Who's wearing pants while JUBbing anyway???

    Still waiting, in anticipation!!

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    Chapter 11

    From Billy's viewpoint

    I let myself sleep late Saturday morning. By the time I got moving, I really had to hustle to get to school for the swim meet. That meant I had to choose between getting something to eat and beating off. That’s how little time I had. Stupid me, I picked food.

    I always jerk myself off the morning of a meet. Fuck, I get myself off every morning, but especially on swim meet mornings. The coach gets real bent out of fucking shape if a guy’s sporting wood during a meet. You know, in our uniform Speedos there’s not a lot of extra room.

    The coach had told us a thousand times, “It an swim M-E-E-T. Not M-E-A-T. I don’t want you guys out there parading around with your privates not lookin’ so private.”

    I figured jacking off the morning of a meet was a good precautionary move. And I always enjoyed it, too.

    But not that day.

    When I got in the locker room and slipped into my Speedo, I knew immediately I was gonna be in trouble. The lining in the crotch caressed my balls and the underside of my cock like an old friend. The tingling sensation in my nuts started immediately, sending messages straight to my cockhead. I tried frantically to think where and how I could toss a quick load, but there just wasn’t anywhere to turn.

    I tried not to think about it, which helped a little, but my problem was pretty obvious to anyone who took even a casual glance my way. Fortunately, the cool water in the pool soon helped to cool things down in my cock department. I thought I’d probably escape with no major embarrassment.

    Then just before my second race, I was looking around to see who was in the stands. There was Justin. Staring straight at me, or, more accurately, straight at my crotch. Nothing subtle about it. He noticed me looking his way and smiled. My cock jumped.

    I quickly looked away, trying frantically to see where Jess was. He was talking to coach and fortunately hadn’t noticed. He was oblivious to Justin, the look, or even my crotch, which was now a growing problem. And I couldn’t get my mind off of it.

    You probably don’t need for me to describe in too much detail what a horny, 18-year-old’s cock looks like when it is stretching out toward its full eight-inch length. It’s hard to keep it confined inside a Speedo that can only cover about half of it. I turned away from Justin and went to get some water. I needed to cool down and get my head together. My race was coming up next.

    As I was getting a sip of water, the coach called me over. I tried to look casual holding a towel in front of my crotch as coach gave me the usual talk. Gotta win this one. It’s important. Better than last week. Stay focused. Blah, blah, blah. He didn’t mention my all too obvious boner.

    It was almost time to take my starting position. I caught a glimpse of Justin from the corner of my eye. He was standing up in the mostly-seated crowd. Again he starred right at my crotch. When he saw me looking is way, he reached down with one hand, cupped his cock and balls and casually played with them for a moment. He was wearing the jeans. My old jeans. Maybe it was my imagination, but I was sure I could see the cum stains on the crotch. Our cum stains. Justin’s and mine. Justin was standing there rubbing his crotch through the jeans I had personally soaked with a huge amount of my boy cum. As I watched Justin put on his show, my raging cock was all but freeing itself from the fabric of my tiny Speedo. Before things could get any worse, I dove in the pool.

    * * *

    “I really fucked up today,” I said to Jess as we walked into the locker room after the meet. Jess had finished second in two important races and helped a relay team to a first. My performance was even worse than the week before.

    “What happened to you before your second race? Why’d you dive into the pool?” Jess asked.

    “I just lost it. I don’t know,” I lied.

    “I saw Justin in the stands,” Jess said, appearing to change the subject as he stripped off his suit, ready to hit the showers. I was still having trouble controlling my horny dick and couldn’t help checking out Jess’ cock. His was limp, but just the mention of Justin had caused my cock to stir. So I sat on the bench by my locker trying to conceal my all-to-obvious hard-on.

    “I bet he’ll try to talk to me when I leave,” Jess said as he wrapped his towel around his waist and started toward the showers. “Remember, we’ve gotta just ignore the guy. It’s working.”

    What the fuck was he talking about? He thinks “it’s working.” What’s working? And what makes Jess so sure Justin wants to talk to him? I didn’t say a word.

    I guess I was expecting Jess to approach me outside the locker room after the meet, like he did before. Had he ever trolled for Jess after a meet? Suddenly I was really confused and I didn’t even know why the fuck I cared who Justin was trolling for. Sure he gives a great handjob, but . . .

    But what, I thought. But what the fuck?

    When Justin had grabbed his cum-stained crotch earlier, I had just assumed it was meant as an invitation. To me. To come see him. An invitation to break the silence. To talk. To get things back to where they had been. Wherever the fuck that was. I was still confused.

    I hung around the locker room awhile, talking to the guys. Apologizing for my shitty performance. Everyone was really nice about it. Jess reminded me as he headed out that I could come hang out at his house after my date that night. I hadn’t told him I’d broken my date with Kate. She’d been such a bitch all week.

    ***

    When I left the gym, I sort of expected Justin to be waiting somewhere nearby. But I didn’t see him. Maybe he’d given up, or thought he’d missed me. Or maybe he had never been there to see me in the first place. Maybe I was imagining that he’d come to the meet to see me. To deliver his message.

    I drove around awhile, not wanting to go home. Not sure if I was expected at Justin’s. After an hour, I drove to his house.

    His mom said he’d told her I might come by and that he was up in his room studying. “Go on up,” she said.

    I knocked and heard him say, “Come on in.”

    He was sitting bare-ass naked in front of his computer looking at pictures of guys sucking each other off. His cock looked enormous -- fuck it was enormous – jutting from his lap. I couldn’t help but stare. The rim of his cockhead was flared and his piss lips were swollen. It was obvious he was pretty worked up over his “studying.”

    “Come on in,” he said again, looking away from me and back at his computer. On the screen there was a picture of a really cute blond surfer kid with a humongous cock in his mouth and cum running down his chin. As though that weren’t enough, the surfer had a thick streak of his own cum right up the center of his nicely muscled chest. It was obvious the cum decorating his chest had just shot out of his own oversized cock, which he held firmly in both hands. It was a lot for me to take in.

    “Nice picture. I love that you can see both of their cum shots,” Justin said as though he were talking about some normal picture.

    “What are you looking at?” was the best I could come up with.

    “Nothing important. I’ve just been so fucking horny all week. It seems no one wanted to even return my calls.”

    He clicked his computer off and swiveled to face me. His cock still rigid and so fucking long. I realized for the first time how well formed it was, with its purple vein snaking up it. The smooth flaring cockhead. The nuts, so symmetrical as they hung beneath this really nice piece of equipment. I was impressed. A nice package for any guy to have.

    Pre-cum was oozing from the tip of Justin’s cock. He swiped a finger across the tip and tasted it.

    “I hoped you might come,” he said. “I really hoped you would, but after this week of giving me the cold shoulder, I didn’t know what to expect. Is it you, or is it Jess? Or both of you? Have I done something to hurt either one of you? I really thought I was helping and had hoped we could be friends.”

    With that start, a very lengthy conversation began. I explained about Jess’ edict not to see Justin. I told him I thought it was as much about jealousy as really believing Justin had done something intentionally wrong.

    Everything Justin said that day convinced me of what I had come to suspect all week. He wasn’t the bad guy in all of this. Maybe no one was. It was just that Jess’ coming out and insisting that he loved me had really fucked up our relationship.

    We’d done an OK job of piecing it back together to get through a single week, but it had required a lot of pretending. Part of that pretending was that Justin didn’t even exist. That he hadn’t given me a handjob, or Jess a blowjob. That Jess and I were best friends with nothing sexual between us. That life could go on as it always had. I explained all of this and more to Justin. Throughout my telling, he had slowly but steadily stroked that huge cock of his. I was fascinated by it. It was like watching a snake charmer or some shit like that.

    “So then, why are you here?” Justin finally asked, for the first time leaving his rock hard nine-incher alone.

    “I don’t know. I thought you sort of were inviting me by coming to the meet and I’ve felt shitty ignoring you this week. You’ve taught me a lot and I think you really tried to help me . . . me and Jess.”

    “And that’s all?” Justin asked, finally standing and turning away from me, leaving me a view of his incredibly tight butt. What did this guy do to stay in such shape?

    “No. I’ve thought about this all week and there is something more.”

    “Really?” Justin said, looking at his face in the mirror over his dresser. His unblemished butt cheeks were amazing, with their perfect tan line. How did he have such a good tan this time of year?

    I was lost in my admiration of Justin’s ass, gently massaging my cock through my jeans. The pair Justin had given me.

    “So there is something more? Are you going to tell me?” Justin asked, interrupting my thoughts on his hard butt.

    “I just really enjoy being here with you. It’s kind of how things used to be with Jess. Relaxed. We could say whatever we wanted. Or not say fucking shit at all. We got each other. Or I thought we did. With you there isn’t anything hidden. I think Jess is all wrong about that. You are fucking what you are.”

    “Thanks,” Justin said as he turned back to face me. “Thanks. That means a lot to me. So what do you want to do today? You’re probably tired from the meet and all. We can just hang out. Listen to some tunes. Watch TV.”

    “Well, there is one thing I want to do,” I said. “You may have noticed my boner at the meet today. Well, I didn’t get to relieve my morning woody today and it’s got me pretty horny.” Like the guy couldn’t see the bulge in my jeans.

    “So you want a blowjob? Is that it?” he asked coolly. Before I could answer, he added, “By the way, I never asked you how good Jess did giving you his first blowjob. Was he OK?”

    I told him Jess was better than Kate, but that I knew from all the locker room bullshit that a blowjob could be a lot better than I’d gotten from either Kate or Jess. “But I didn’t come here so you could blow me. I thought maybe I could leave you another load in my old jeans. I saw you wearing them today. That took some guts with all that old cum dried into the fabric. Cumming in the jeans could be my way of saying I’m sorry I’ve been such a fucking jerk all week.”

    “You want to do that as a peace offering to me?” Jess asked, sounding as though the idea was too strange to believe. Then he looked like he might cry. This kept happening to me. Guys just kept breaking down right in front of me. First Jess. Now Justin.

    “What’s the matter? You look upset. Did I say . . . or do something wrong?”

    Justin assured me I hadn’t and then started telling me about Mike. He told me how they met. About the job “orientation” night. And about last night, when, as desperate as Justin was for a little attention from anyone, all he got was me, me, me from Mike. After he had satisfied Mike’s needs, Justin had gotten to beat off to some new DVDs Mike had. And he did spend the night at Mike’s, but in the guest bedroom. Alone. Again Justin looked as though he might cry.

    “And now you show up after a week of being a total shithead. And instead of asking for a blowjob from me, which is about what I expected, you want to do something for me. It may sound really corny, but it’s like you are my knight in shining armor come to save me. Nobody has offered to do anything for me in almost forever. And now you’re here to save me from another day of jacking off alone at my computer.”

    “Yeah, I kind of saw that when I came in. Do you do that a lot?”

    “Not when you’re around,” he said, walking over and hugging me hard, pulling me into his firm body with both arms around me. I didn’t know what to do, so I hugged him back. I felt a little awkward. I mean, he was still naked and half hard and all. And I wasn’t exactly soft and he couldn’t have missed noticing my hard cock pressing against his crotch when we hugged. Oh, well.

    He stepped back and looked me up and down as though admiring me, lingering as he studied my bulging crotch. Then he started to apologize for getting his pre-cum on my favorite jeans. I was surprised how much he’d leaked.

    “It’s OK,” I said. “They needed to be washed anyway.”

    Neither of us said anything right away. Finally Justin said, “Then let’s get you out of those jeans.” But instead of unbuckling them, he started massaging my hard cock through the fabric. “God, you jocks are so hot. Thanks for being such a great guy, too.”

    I didn’t know what to say as he complimented me, fondled me and caressed me as he undressed me. Several times he brushed his hard cock against me. At last I stood naked in front of him, my own cock jutting straight up like his and my pre-cum now oozing, too.

    He reach down with one hand and held his long cock at its base, way too many inches showing above his grip. Then he moved his dick forward, tapping his swollen cockhead against my swollen cockhead. It was almost as if he were saluting me. Then he smiled broadly at me and said. “To friendship.” And tapped my cock with his again.

    I reached down and grasped my cock at the base and tapped his cock back. “To friendship,” I said. “To our friendship.”

    He put his arm around my shoulders and we stood side by side, looking a lot alike. Not like twins, but the same height, same age, similar build . . . His cock was noticeably longer, but I wasn’t jealous. It looked great on him.

    “Now let’s reload those jeans,” he said and he went over to his desk where they were lying on the floor next to his chair.

    He handed them to me and I could feel the fabric where we’d cum on them before. It felt thicker. I had expected it to be stiffer than it was. Justin let me know he’d “freshened them up” at least once a day since I’d left them. So mostly it was his cum now.

    But he didn’t plan for that to last for long. I stepped into them and he pulled them up gently, leaving only the button at the waist open. My hard cock was clearly outlined as it stuck up just to the right of the fly. Justin hadn’t pulled them up too high on my hips and so the tip of my cock was sticking out above the waistband.

    He gave the tip of my cock a lick. “You taste so good,” he said, smiling up at me. “You should taste it. You don’t know what you’re missing.”

    He licked it again and I moaned and put my hands on his head. He wrapped his lips around my denim-enclosed cock, wetting the fabric as he sucked and licked the spot where so much cum had already been spilled.

    “Can you taste the dried cum?” I asked.

    “You mean our cum. And the answer is fucking A yeah!”

    I warned him I wasn’t going to last long this way and, with my cock sticking out the waistband, most of my cum was going to be flowing down the front of the jeans – not in the jeans as planned.

    “Change of plans,” he said and started to unfasten the jeans again. I just watched him passively, if you call my dick twitching and drooling and my nuts pulling up tight as “passive.” I was on the edge and loving it. He pulled the old jeans off me.

    “Lay down on my bed,” he said and I complied.

    He pushed my legs apart and knelt between my legs. “We can worry about the jeans later. Let’s worry about you now. Just relax. I don’t want you to cum yet. I want you to enjoy yourself.”

    I almost said something about my “limits,” but thought better of it. Instead I just said, “Thanks, friend,” and closed my eyes.

    Justin waited what seemed like forever until my cock started to relax and my balls loosened up, no longer in quite such turmoil. He started to lick my balls. He played with them gently in his hand. It felt fabulous. I opened my eyes and raised my head a little to see what he was doing to make my nuts feel so good, the kind of good that radiated throughout my cock and balls, right into my very gut. But I could only see the top of his brown tousled hair bobbing up and down. I closed my eyes again and let my mind picture it. What a turn on!

    Soon he was sucking my nuts into his warm, wet mouth one at a time. Rolling them around with his tongue. Sucking them gently. Jesus fucking Christ this was good. When I thought it was the best mouth action I’d ever had – and he wasn’t even touching my eight-inch pillar of stone – he put both hands slightly under my thighs and lifted my legs, gently folding me at the waist and raising my butt slightly in the process.

    “Just relax,” he said and then I felt his talented tongue and mouth slurping at my balls from a new angle. I rocked back onto my shoulders to make it easier for him.

    “Mmmmm,” he murmured, his mouth too full of my nuts to talk.

    ‘Fuck, that felt great,” I told him. “Go Mmmmm, again.” And he did. And more.

    After a few minutes of really great action on my nuts, he looked up and asked if I was OK.

    “Oh, yeah.”

    “Then try this,” he said as he spread my legs a bit. “Put your head down. Close your eyes again. Relax. You’re gonna love this.”

    As his tongue flicked across my asshole for the first time, I knew he was right. Soon his face was buried in my ass, his tongue poking and tickling me like I had never even known possible before. He went back and forth between my asshole and my nuts, keeping me on edge for oh so long.

    At last he had me lower my legs and began to gently run his finger tips all around my crotch, but never touching my dick. I was aroused beyond belief. My cock was at its hardest ever and I could swear it must have grown another inch with all Justin’s attention.

    His tongue swept up the underside of my cock from base to tip, just barely touching it. And then he did it again. And then again and again. Each time lapping more and more aggressively.

    “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna,” I said as I struggled for breath, my body in spasms of pleasure. My mind little more than pleasure mush.

    “Relax, relax,” he repeated in a soothing voice. He had stopped touching me at all.

    I gazed up into his face in my sex-induced haze and saw a look so comforting, so confident, so warm and reassuring, that I completely gave myself over to him. The urgency to cum began to subside, leaving an ache in my nuts, but a mental calm so sexually satisfying, it was almost as though I had cum. At least in my mind.

    After a few more moments in this lull, Justin reached down and scooped up some of my pre-cum, which had formed a sizeable puddle near my cockhead. He put his sticky fingers to my lips and urged me, “Taste.”

    I sucked his fingers into my mouth and tasted my pre-cum. To my surprise, it was almost sweet and I liked it. I liked it a lot.

    I started sucking Justin’s two fingers between my lips and he started pumping them in and out, fingerfucking my mouth to the taste of my own pre-jizz. This was so good.

    And when he pulled his fingers free, I felt cheated, but only for a moment.

    He bent his head down and finally took the engorged, flaring head of my cock into his warm, wet, loving mouth. He pulled his lips tight around it and sucked. Just the cockhead. Nothing more. Suck. Relax. Suck. Relax. He didn’t move his head or lips at all. He just embraced my cockhead again and again inside his fabulous soft mouth.

    Now he was starting to move up and down the shaft. Each time taking my cock a little deeper. Sucking it a little harder. Swirling his tongue and saliva around it in new and more sensational ways.

    “Fucking fabulous,” I tried to say, but the sensations were overwhelming me and it came out as little more than a senseless murmur. My toes were curling. My stomach muscles tightened and I began to toss my head from side to side, trying to hold back the flood of cum about to flow.

    Justin knew. He took hold of my nuts and pulled them down just as every sexual urging in my body tried to pull them up tight. And with that, I grabbed Justin’s head between my hands and my cum began to flow.

    He swallowed again and again. A wonderful sucking sound. A wonderful sucking feeling. Cum was running down his throat and down his chin and neck. There was no consuming it all. No containing it all. I was cumming, surge after satisfying surge of cum. So thick and creamy and warm. I could feel it dripping between my legs. I could see it all over Justin’s smiling face, as my hard cock continued to pump in and out of his wonderful lips.

    At last he rose up, letting my wet cock fall free from his lips. Cum still flowed from my cock, though much less urgently.

    He reached down and scooped up some of my cum and offered it to me. I lapped it eagerly from his hand. The taste of my own warm cum from Justin’s outstretched hand was magical, as my senses – taste, smell, touch – ran riotously about my mouth. So much better than I could have imagined.

    Without giving it a thought, I pulled his face down to mine with both hands and kissed him on the lips, opening his mouth with my tongue and sucking in more of my my own essence as it mingled with his saliva. At that moment I only regretted I could not be tasting his cum with mine.

    At last he collapsed, stretched out on top of me, our bodies pressed together. I realized immediately Justin was still hard.
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    .....Aaaaaahhhhhh..Thats Better.
    Thanks HR, well written as usual.
    It's such an emotive style of writing, I feel like I know these guys. I can certainly picture them when my eyes are shut. Nuf said.
    Billy is certainly feeling more comfortable with himself.
    Very hot chapter. Looking forward to the next.
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    MORE MORE !!! I need to see what he does after he realises Justin is still hard!!

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    Good lord, HR,

    What an intense and hot chapter. Thank goodness Billy didn't continue with the cold shoulder routine. This all gets better as time goes on. I can't wait until next Wednesday. And that is Halloween, so what then do you have in store for us...?

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    Came right in my pants! Damn you! lol

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    hr -- that was hotl! best yet. like grayfox and paulo, u got my nut. like b i get hard each x i read a chaptr cuz i no guys r cuming reading bout us messing round. thats hot 4 me. i no this sounds funny cus the sty is about me, but this was so hot i came lots. reread it and almost came again. i no whats cuming next chaptr so i'll prob cum again. that was 1 great day. thanx.

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    Thanks HR, Great chapter, I'm glad Billy had the sense to stop giving Justin the cold shoulder.
    What happened was way hot!! very descriptive!
    Will Billy return Justin in kind, or could they go further????
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    Every chapter worth the wait, HR!

    Uh ... was that the doorbell I just heard? Isn't Billy's car parked outside? Hm ... Jess, maybe?

    And, yeah!, Justin! Even "only" at your young age, seems You are quite an accomplished Teacher!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Man, I came HARD last night night after reading this! I spent hours reading and edging. Only got to page 4 and had to stop because my cock was starting to hurt. Went to bed and finished off. There was cum everywhere!

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    Quote Originally Posted by jubber10 View Post
    Man, I came HARD last night night after reading this! I spent hours reading and edging. Only got to page 4 and had to stop because my cock was starting to hurt. Went to bed and finished off. There was cum everywhere!
    So ... are your sheets, and stuff, going to be showing up on Ebay anytime soon? Please, let me know ... hey??

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    Damn that was hot. I don't know if I can wait till next Wednesday. It looks like Jess will get left in the dust. If he ever finds out it could devistate him. Paulo68 is right about closing the eyes and feeling like you are there. Great work.

    Thanks much

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    Quote Originally Posted by Kyanimal View Post
    Uh ... was that the doorbell I just heard? Isn't Billy's car parked outside? Hm ... Jess, maybe?
    And, yeah!, Justin! Even "only" at your young age, seems You are quite an accomplished Teacher!!
    Keep smilin'!!
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    Chaz -- I was in Milwaukee over the weekend and we talked about how funny it would be to show up at your house to surprise you with a lesson. * But we don't know where you live. Too bad. You could have had two guys buck naked and hard as steel standing on your front porch waiting to be invited in. ],) Now there's a lesson for you.

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    Hhahaha.....Billy is so funny.
    If you guys ever make your way to Sydney, Australia, you can turn up on our door step...Hell you can probably stay. There's your accommodation covered.
    You can see if the reputation us Aussie boys have is true.
    Jeez Chez, that would have made your day.
    Funny the story ends there, that means Justin will be hard for a week...Ouch
    Cheers Paul

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    Chaz -- I was in Milwaukee over the weekend and we talked about how funny it would be to show up at your house to surprise you with a lesson. * But we don't know where you live. Too bad. You could have had two guys buck naked and hard as steel standing on your front porch waiting to be invited in. ],) Now there's a lesson for you.


    Oh! You would have been invited IN, alright! And, not only to the House!!

    And, this isn't the first "Milwaukee Happening" that I've missed out on, recently!!! DAMN!!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    P.S.
    So ... why were You Here? And, Who were You with? Jess? Justin?? Or ... ??? Such "TEASES"!!
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    That was such an amazing chapter, I'm left almost speechless... Just WOW.

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    "Great chapter. . . . What happened was way hot!! very descriptive!" -- harry113

    "Came right in my pants! Damn you!" -- GrayFox

    "Good lord, HR, What an intense and hot chapter." -- Craiger

    "MORE MORE !!!" -- cmizer

    ".....Aaaaaahhhhhh..Thats Better. . . . Very hot chapter." -- Paulo68

    Even though I didn't see anything about it in the NY Times, I don't think any chapter of I Thought I Knew has received such a round of applause. Earlier this week all three of the guys were working with me on later chapters and they were really pumped by your reactions.

    Thanks for taking the time to comment. The guys and I always like to hear an encouraging word.

    Chapter 12 will be posted shortly.
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    Chapter 12

    From Justin's viewpoint


    I don’t think I’d ever enjoyed giving anyone a blowjob as much as I'd enjoyed giving this one to Billy. It was easy for me to see how much he enjoyed it. I mean, his dick was rock solid hard like marble. He came gallons. I thought he might explode from all the sexual pressure built up in him.

    Once he started cumming, I couldn’t begin to swallow it all. And believe me, I tried. At that point I was beginning to wonder if sex with this “straight” boy wasn’t even more fun than it had been with the twins. But, no, Billy had limits and the twins didn’t have any, at least not once I turned 18.

    But the more shit I did with . . . I guess I should say “shit I did to” . . . Billy, the harder it got for me to remember that he wasn’t gay.

    Anyway, after I’d finished blowing him, I collapsed on top of him. I was truly satisfied, although my hard cock drooling lots of pre-cum on my newest friend suggested I was also as sexually frustrated as I had been with Mike. Satisfied and frustrated at the same time. Talk about fucked!

    But things were about to change for me. As I lay on top of Billy, I could tell his mind was working overtime. He wasn’t moving and he wasn’t sleeping. His eyes were closed, but the expression on his face said he was wide-awake.

    Without warning, he wrapped his powerful arms around me and held me tight. In my mind I could clearly see his biceps flexing as he held me close and safe and warm against him – my chest to his chest; my cock to his cock. Then he gently rolled the two of us over. Now he was on top.

    Billy raised himself, one knee on either side of me. His ass planted directly on my aching, swollen nine-inch hard-on. I wanted to fuck him so bad.

    Instead, Billy scooted lower on my legs so that when he looked down he could clearly see my need – my twitching cock drooling clear drops of pre-jizz. He was hard, too. But not as hard as I was. I could see him surveying my body. At that moment I was so glad that I kept myself in shape. I wanted him to appreciate it, to want it. Hell, I wanted him to need my body. I so needed for someone to want and need my body for a change.

    I couldn’t figure out what he was up to. He must have seen the look of confusion – and lust – on my face. “Just lay back and relax,” he said gently. I was only too happy to follow his directions.

    He leaned back and started to stroke his cock. I was really surprised because he had just cum big time in my mouth. But he was definitely stroking his beautiful cock – not mine, damn it.

    “How close are you to cumming,” he asked in a quiet, gentle voice.

    “It wouldn’t take much,” I said truthfully. I was so horny, he could have gotten me off with a wink. “It wouldn’t take much at all.” Instinctively I reach up to take over stroking his meat, but he shook his head no and picked up the pace. He only stopped to scoop up some of his own cum and my pre-cum from around my pubes to lube himself up even more.

    I was amazed at how fast his cock had reached its full length. I could see that the skin on his cockhead was taught and shiny as it expanded to its maximum size. And you can believe me when I say I had already become quite aware of what Billy looked like fully aroused, rock hard, engorged and ready to pop.

    “I think we’re getting close,” Billy said. I thought he meant he was getting close. But I soon discovered just what he meant.

    Only moments later Billy came again. It was a gusher. His cum rolled down over his knuckles and onto his balls. He pushed his rigid cock down. Now the cum fell from his cock tip directly onto to my raging hard-on. I thought the first load of his cum to hit my hot dick was going to be all it took to get my cum shooting. But I was enjoying the show Billy was putting on and didn’t want it to end yet.

    As Billy’s cum slowed, he took his hand off his dick. Scooped up cum from his balls. Added it to the copious amount of cum he had just shot on my nine-inch cock. Wrapped his cum slickened palm around my meat and started to slowly stroke me.

    It didn’t take any time at all for me to be gasping for breath. To feel my nuts pull up tight. To . . . Oh, what was this. Billy had moved his hand up my cock to hold my cockhead in his palm and was now just barely vibrating his hand up and down. His other hand took hold of my cock shaft and started sliding up and down its length. What a beautiful sight. This hot jock I had lusted after. His hard trim swimmer’s body. Those tight abs. His entire attention – both hands – focused on my hard cock.

    “Oh shit!” was all I could say and I let loose so much cum even I was stunned. In my hair, my face, over my head, all over my chest and so much more. Volley after volley of warm creamy cum. And Billy grinning down at me like he’d just conjured the genie out of the bottle.

    He started to lean back and release my cock from his two-fisted grip.

    “Please, just hold me for a minute,” I begged. And he willingly complied.

    A few minutes later, he let go of my cock, still warm and full in his hands, but no longer hard. He reached out with one hand and gathered some of our mingled cum on his fingers. Tentatively he tasted it. He smiled and took a larger serving onto his tongue.

    “Do you like it?” I asked.

    “It’s not too bad,” he said. “Not too fucking bad.”

    ***

    We awoke intertwined on my bed, probably an hour or so later. Billy had his flaccid cock pressed against my butt. His head close at my neck. I could feel his breath. I knew he was awake, too.

    “Hi,” I said.

    He didn’t say anything.

    “Are you OK?” I asked.

    No reply.

    I rolled over to look at him. He looked a little sad.

    “Are you sorry you helped me get off?” I asked, trying to put the question as gently as I could.

    “No,” he said. “I just wonder what it means.”

    We ended up talking for hours about Billy’s sexuality, Jess’ coming out, my own experiences and lack of experiences. Billy seemed to relax as we talked. When we were done and he was getting ready to go, I didn’t have any doubt he was sexually curious, but I was also pretty sure he wasn’t gay. Maybe bi, I thought hopefully.

    But what he kept coming back to was how “jealous” – that was he word he kept using – how jealous he was of me for being so completely at ease with sex, at ease with being gay, at ease with being with other guys.

    “I bet you’d be just as comfortable getting jacked off by a girl as you were by me. Wouldn’t you?” he asked.

    “Probably. Sex is just sex. A hand. A cock. And then cum. It doesn’t really mean anything. It just feels so good when you’re with somebody who does it well – like you just did. And . . . it helps if you're with someone . . . with someone you really like,” I said hesitantly.

    “So you really don’t think this means I’m gay, or bi, or whatever?” he asked.

    “It means two things, as far as I can tell. One, it means you like to get your rocks off, which means you’re a healthy 18-year-old jock with raging hormones and not getting near enough variety in your sex life.” I gave him a big smile and he smiled back.

    “And the second thing?” he asked.

    “You’re a hell of a nice guy and I’d like to think you’re a hell of a good friend. I unloaded all that baggage on you about me and Mike, woe is me and all that shit. Instead of blowing it off, you listened and I think you cared how I felt.”

    I paused and stared into is eyes. He slowly nodded his head in agreement.

    “All this means is that you’re not a jerk like so many other guys,” I said

    “You mean guys like Mike?”

    “Yeah, guys like Mike. I wouldn’t have ever guessed it a week or so ago, but you and Jess really are different. I can see that so clearly now. You each care so much what the other one is thinking and feeling. You’re willing to leave your own comfort zone to make the other one feel better. And just this afternoon, you did the same thing for me. I hope this means we’re friends. It doesn’t have to mean anything more. And I don’t think it does. But it makes me believe that you and Jess are going to make it just fine. You’re not going to have a life of hot boy-on-boy sex . . . too bad for you . . . but I think you’ll be best of friends with Jess for a long, long time.”

    I don’t usually get preachy like that, but I was just saying what I felt and the words flowed. When I was done, I really wanted to do something for Billy. And I had an idea.

    “You know, we never refilled your old jeans,” I said.

    “I don’t know that I’m up to dropping another load just now,” Billy said.

    “Then let me go first.”

    I retrieved the old jeans I’d worn to the swim meet earlier that day and pulled them on, getting hard even as the fabric first touched my cock and balls. I snapped them at the waist but left the fly open so the fabric could slide mor easily against my hot cock.

    “What do you want me to do?” Billy asked.

    “Just watch and relax. You don’t need to do a thing. You’ve done more than enough already.”

    With my mind fueled by images of Billy from earlier this afternoon, I worked my cock back and forth against the fabric. The underside of my sensitive cockhead repeatedly brushing against the inside of the crotch. it didn’t take me too long to get my dick worked into a sexual frenzy again. Rubbing my hard cock through the cum-caked denim of Billy’s jean, I once again felt the familiar pressure build. The urge to get off. The need to release the juices trapped inside. And soon I did. My cum spurted half a dozen times, much of it penetrating the faded blue fabric of these old jeans. Globs of my hot cum seeping through. The rest pooling in a warm, sticky puddle inside around my balls.

    I’d been so caught up in my own pleasure, I hadn’t realized at first that Billy was jacking his cock, too. Only a second or two after I had made my contribution to his old jeans, he grabbed the waistband where it buttoned and pulled it . . . and me . . . to him. Then he reached down, pushed the fly open and quite smoothly inserted his hard eight-inch cock inside. He rubbed his hard, hot cock against my cum-covered cock. His throbbing meat probed into my soaked pubes. His dick pressed its heat against me. It was so unbelievablly sexy. The cum lubed us as our cocks jousted in the hot confinement of the jeans. Two cocks working away in all that cum.

    I moved in concert with Billy’s thrusts, until he put his hands on my ass and held me firmly against him. Both of us remained motionless for just seconds. He tensed and then he started to groan. I felt his massive cock swelling even bigger as it pressed up against my cock. I ground my cock against his as hard as I could. I swear I could feel his whole body heating up. And then I felt him cum. His warm, creamy juices flowing into the overcrowded crotch. And now we both were rocking to and fro. Letting our cocks slide together. It was like French kissing with a mouth full of cum. Only with our dicks. In these incredible old jeans of his. It was heavenly.

    When the final surges of pleasure had faded, Billy eased his dick out of the crotch and said, “I think I’ll wear those to sleep in tonight, if you don’t mind. I’ll bring them back and refill them for you soon.”

    That bargain agreed to, I carefully slipped those cum-soaked jeans down my hips and legs and handed them to Billy. Our mingled cum was running down the insides of my legs as I watched Billy.

    He held up the jeans and snapped them closed at the waist. He put a hand in each of the front pockets. He brought them to his face, inhaled and then started lapping globs of our cum from the crotch. I soon nuzzled in beside him and sucked up our cum as well, our tongues touching each other in a duel to gather more of our warm nectar. After we’d had our fill, Billy turned toward me and kissed me deep. Our faces smeared in cum. The aroma our our fresh pumped juices still surrounding us as Billy kept the soaked crotch close to our faces. The kiss seemed to complete the cycle of our afternoon.

    Billy broke the kiss at last and licked a bit of cum from my earlobe. I took in a deep breath, enraptured by the moment.

    “Thanks,” I said.

    “Your welcome,” Billy said. We both were smiling broadly as we stood there naked and thoroughly spent.

    With that, Billy put on the jeans, his shirt and finally his shoes and headed out. His face still glazed with our cum.

    I collapsed on my bed wondering . . . wondering . . . was it possible . . . could I be in love.
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    I collapsed on my bed... knowing... knowing... that I'm in love with your story... thanks soooo much.

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    I collapsed on my bed... knowing... knowing... that I'm in love with your story... thanks soooo much.
    Care for some "company"??

    O.K. I know ... too old! But, hey!, at least I had to try!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Oh Yeeaaah!!!
    But is Justin falling in love with a 'straight' boy, or ........ ?????
    Wonderful chapter, Thanks HR. Great story ... more please.
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    Great story...
    My guess is Jesse won't be too happy if or when he hears bout this little encounter...and will probably be even more upset if something more developed btween Billy & Justin as most people in his position would. Finding out u tell this new friend how u feel bout ur old friend and wut u wanna do...then finding out they're doing it first after ur friend says they're "straight". It prolly felt mad sketchy to Jesse. You can't really fault him for reactin that way. I feel worse for him than justin sry

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    That is ever so hot. What a descriptive chapter.

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    Very HOT chapter...More Boy Juice than we can handle
    I started reading then something popped up....!

    The emotions becoming involved is really roping me in. I can't help feeling for these boys. I can see some sparks between Billy & Justin, however I am also feeling for Jesse at this stage. It's gonna be tough.

    I'm sure many of us here have experienced similar emotions. Falling for a close friend, only not to have that reciprocated is very common amongst us gay boys. I know, I've been there.

    Keep up the fab writing Hardreader......your doing great.
    Ciao for now
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    Oh men this is a GREAT GREAT GREAT story, it blows my mind
    Waitin' 4 the next chapter

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    Oddly enough, this chapter reminds me of a friend I knew who also was into cum soaked jeans. Good friends and old times. Love it. Makes me want to go out and find him again...lol Another intense chapter.

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    Brilliant story. I actually let out an audible "awww" when I realised I had to wait for the next part =(.

    Keep up the good work ^_^.

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    Lord Booticus -- "Brilliant story. I actually let out an audible "awww" when I realised I had to wait for the next part."

    Richie88 -- "Oh men this is a GREAT GREAT GREAT story, it blows my mind. Waitin' 4 the next chapter."

    Paulo68 -- "Very HOT chapter...More Boy Juice than we can handle. I started reading then something popped up....!"

    imadoomas -- "Great story."

    newlink -- "I collapsed on my bed... knowing... knowing... that I'm in love with your story... thanks soooo much."

    I was so suprised to see so many comments from guys making their first posts, or almost their first. Thanks to each of you and I hope you enjoy being part of the discussion that seems to be developing over who is hurting who and who will end up with who. Fair warning to all of you, there are a lot of developments to come in the weeks ahead that may make you rethink your positions. Don't jump in bed with your favorite guy or guys too fast.

    And for all of you devoted readers who jumped in the first week or so, thanks for coming back.

    I also noticed that I had inadvertantly omitted Endlessnight500's comments from my preview-review last Wednesday. Sorry Endless.

    BTW, Billy's pc is sick, so that's why he's being so quiet. I don't know what's with the other guys, although I know Justin is really busy on an art project just now. I hope they'll pop up and say something soon.
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    LOL, its ok if you missed my last comment, You have so many ppl reading and commenting on this wounderful story, I'd understand if you missed a couple everynow and then. The most resent installment was as good as ever. I cant wait to see what happens next.

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    HR -- You really don't know why I'm being so quiet? Ask Paulo or imadoomas. They get it. This part of the story hurts and its not easy for me to read, much less chit chat about online. BTW, Justin, you might have told me you were in lovre with Billy way back then. I might not have taken your advice so seriously. I know I agreed to this and I'll be OK. But don't expect me to make some glib comment every week. Thats all.

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    I'm running behind this week because Billy has been tying up my computer. I will be posting a little later than usual, but I will get the next chapter up today.

    And to Jess -- I apologize. I should have realized. I'm sorry. We'll talk soon.
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    Chapter 13 -- Part I

    From Billy's viewpoint

    I must have been high on cum when I left Justin’s house Saturday night. I’m not even sure how many times I came while I was there. I came the first time when we reloaded my old jeans . . . no, we didn’t do that first. That’s right, Justin stroked me good and then blew me. Oh my god was that fucking great. I thought I’d never stop cumming. Fuck, I didn’t want to ever stop cumming.

    Then what? Oh, yeah. Then I came on him and jerked him off. That was kind of cool, too. Another great cum! Justin came a lot more than me. Fuck, that guy can shoot a long way. His cum really flies! Thick ropey strings of cum. And it tastes so good. Smooth and warm on the tongue. And it smells like some kind of fruit. Not peaches. Not like mine. Like some kind of fruit drink. Yum!

    And then we refilled the jeans. God, I was fucking wasted. Strung out on cum. Driving home I hardly knew where I was, wearing those cum-soaked old jeans and feeling like I was stoned. Cum stoned.

    As I drove, I’d opened the fly so I could reach in and get some cum on my hands . . . My cum and Justin’s cum. Like fucking fruit cocktail. And as I drove I was just eating our cum out of my crotch. It seemed so cool. I was like dreaming. Reliving all the sex Justin and I had just had. How we’d helped each other get off. And how great the cum tasted. I was starting to understand why Jess was so hooked on the stuff. It could easily become addictive.

    When I got home, I was relieved to find my parents gone. That saved me the problem of having to explain why I was wearing an old pair of cum-drench jeans and had a pretty good start on another major boner. Fuck, the way I felt at that point, I probably would have pulled a Jess if they’d been there.

    “What’s that all over your pants, Billy? Is that a flashlight in your pocket?”

    “No, Mom,” I could imagine myself saying. “That’s what’s left of all the fucking cum that my new friend Justin and I just pumped from our big hard cocks. We ate most of it, but left enough so that I could wear these cool cummed-up jeans to bed tonight and dream of more hot fucking man-on-man sex. Oh, a flashlight? No, Mom. Your favorite son has a big old boner. Where do you think the cum comes from?”

    But they weren’t there and so instead I went up to my room and flung myself on my back on my bed. After a few minutes, I rolled over so I could rub my crotch against the mattress. Then I got on my hands and knees and started to smell the sheets. They hadn’t been washed in more than a week, so they probably had as much cum soaked in them as Billy and I had loaded in these jeans that night.

    I was fucking out of my mind. If you can be hopped up on sex, I was.

    I lay down again, crotch against my mattress and tried to get my mind under control. What was I doing? It felt great, but it . . . God, it fucking had felt great, but what was it all about? Had I gone fucking sex crazy like Justin had with the twins? Was I a fucking queer faggot now? Was I gonna start talking with a lisp and cruising restrooms out on the interstate?

    Wait! That’s stupid shit. I had to get my head together. I had to find a way to think about what had happened in some rational way. I was a smart guy. As smart as Jess and headed for college . . . some college. I was a jock. I had a girlfriend. I wasn’t fucking queer a week ago. So what the fuck was going on with me?

    I decided to try the method my guidance counselor always told me to use. Make lists. So I started two lists in my mind. One: things that make me straight. Two: things that make me a faggot.

    First list. Kate. The blowjob she gave me. Straight jock. Love pussy. Never did anything with a guy. At least not until Justin and that was just stuff any two guys could do. Beating off together, or sometimes lending a hand. Getting a blowjob from a gay guy. Lots of straight guys did these things. I’d heard other guys I knew talk about them.

    As I tried to construct that list, my mind filled with images of Justin . . . and me. The shit we had done. Him jerking me off. Him blowing me. Me cumming on his scooter. How funny was that! A fucking accident was all. Me jerking Justin off to make him feel better . . . for all the help he’d been to me.

    But as I thought about these things, my hand had snaked into the still open fly of my old jeans and found my cock. Hard again! Fucking hard again! And plenty of Justin’s and my cum, plus all the fresh pre-cum I was oozing. More than enough there to give me the lube to start stroking. Soon I had unbuttoned the waistband so I could stroke up and down the whole eight hard inches. It felt a little tender to the touch at first – probably rubbed a little sore today -- but the sensation of stroking my meat overcame that. As I stroked with my right hand, I wrapped the tips of the fingers on my left hand around my cockhead and gently jerked my sensitive crown.

    After all the action I’d had today, I was able to keep this action up for almost 20 minutes, with slight variations from time to time. Making sure my nuts didn’t feel ignored. Taste testing my pre-cum. I wanted to know how it tasted compared to the thick cream soon to cum.

    Eventually the time came. I tried to draw it out a little longer, turning my attention to my hardened nipples. Circling them with my cum-covered fingers. Gently stroking my chest and abs. But it was too late. I couldn’t hold back once my nuts started to churn and my dick began to twitch and drool even more pre-jizz. I wasn’t even touching my cock and it was just twitching a drooling. Finally, before I went fucking crazy, I reached down and with one stroke from top to bottom I brought myself off. My cum was flowing once again. It was a more gentle, less urgent climax than any I’d felt with Justin, but it still felt good. It still brought relief. I rebuttoned the waistband and closed the fly on my jeans. I didn’t want to lose any of this good jizz. My sperm. My man juice. I wanted it trapped right there with the rest of my cum and Justin’s cum. I wanted to sleep in it. Wrapped in our cum. And with that, I went to sleep.

    ***

    When I woke up Sunday morning, my Mom was calling my name. I immediately remembered I was lying there in the old jeans and started to panic. But what the fuck. It wasn’t really much different than waking up in my cum-soaked sheets day after day. And just like the jeans, those got reloaded too. Only I reloaded them at least once a day. More often some days.

    Why should I panic? I hadn’t done anything but jackoff, get a blowjob like any All-American boy would if he had the chance, and do a favor for a friend that didn’t cost me anything except a little wrist action. No big deal.

    As I started to get up, I heard her say, “Jess is here. He’s coming up. Are you decent?”

    With that, I did start to panic. Then, I thought, no big deal.

    Billy walked in and saw me lying in bed surrounded by my soiled sheets, with nothing on but my old jeans. If he noticed the dried, flaky cum all over my crotch, he didn’t mention it.

    “Are you feeling OK?” he asked.

    “Why?” I said.

    “It’s afternoon. First you missed the party last night and now you’ve blown off going to the cheap-seat early matinee with me. I thought maybe my best friend was sick or something.”

    “Yeah, kinda,” I mumbled, pulling a cum-stained sheet over my crotch, trying to make sure Jess didn’t notice the dried cum on my jeans. “I think it may have started during the meet yesterday. That’s probably why I did so shitty. I haven’t felt right since. The lies were flowing easy. Sorry, Jess, I thought. I don’t want to hurt you with the truth. Whatever the fuck the truth might be.

    “What’s that smell?” he asked.

    “What smell?”

    “Something sort of sweet and rancid all at the same time. When did you wash your sheets last, dude?” Justin asked, reaching to pull the sheet off of me.

    I grabbed it and told him it was laundry day. “Sorry for the stench.”

    “You need anything,” my best bud asked in true best bud form. Jess always was a trooper. Always ready to help.

    “No. I’ll be OK. I think I just need to sleep it off. I’ll see you tomorrow and I’m really sorry about the movie. I had no idea it was so late. I shoulda called. See you at school.”

    “I can stay if you want,” he offered.

    “No, I think I need my rest.”

    ***

    I did a little studying and checked out some of the porn sites Justin had showed me. As I was flipping through photos of guys doing a lot of weird stuff to other guys, I realized I wasn’t getting hard.

    I added that to the top of my not-gay list. I remembered seeing Justin when I walked into his room while he was looking at sites like these and he was definitely aroused.

    Still, I was just as confused that Sunday as I was the Saturday night before. I had, however, managed to come up with a list of possibilities. First, I was completely straight. Everything Justin had said was right. Jacking each other off, getting a blowjob, all of that stuff was completely normal for horny 18-year-old jocks like me. Second, I was straight, but Justin had some weird effect on me that made me do gay shit I wouldn’t do anywhere else or with anyone else, except maybe Jess. Third, I was just discovering I was bi. I could get blowjobs from Kate or Jess. Either way I got my rocks off. Fourth, I really was gay and had been fooling myself all this time.

    I was strongly leaning towards the second option. None of the rest really seemed to fit the facts. At least not the facts as I had discovered them at that point in my horny fucking life.

    Don’t ask me why, but I decided I needed to know what Justin thought. I slipped on the A&F’s Justin had given me, put my old jeans in a workout bag, and headed out the door, hoping not to face any questions from mom and dad.

    ***

    Justin was at work when I stopped by his house. I guess I should have called. I decided to stop by Kate’s to make sure things were OK between us. She was out, too. So I went to the mall where Justin worked. Again, I wasn’t sure why. I walked past the store a couple of times looking in to see if I could see him. The first two times I didn’t see him. The third time I saw him standing talking and laughing with two other guys I think may have gone to our high school. Probably juniors like Justin. Not guys I really knew.

    Justin saw me and sort of waved his hand at me. Then walked over to the double doors.

    “What are you doing here?” he asked.

    “Just had to pick something up for my mom.”

    “You want to come in and pick up some clothes. We’ve got a lot of stuff you’d look great in and I think you might get a nice discount from the right sales guy.”

    I begged off. Told him I didn’t have time.

    “Stop by my house later,” he suggested. “I’m off at 5.”

    “Yeah, maybe, but I’ve gotta study, too.”

    How lame was that?

    * * *

    I went home and hit the books as best I could, trying to put all this gay sex shit out of my head. The time passed very slowly. History and math seemed really pointless in comparison to trying to figure out if I was gay or straight..

    Finally it was 5 and I wanted to go see Justin, but he was just getting off work. Or maybe, if Mike was working, Justin was really getting off. I put that thought out of my head and decided on a shower to kill the time.

    Of course, I jerked off. I hadn’t realized until I got in the shower and started soaping up that I had completely ignored my nads all day. It didn’t take long. It wasn’t any more memorable than the thousands of other times I’d jerked off in the shower. But it felt good enough and it was done.

    I dressed, putting on jeans that didn’t really flatter me. I knew it was an intentional strategy on my part. I just didn’t know what my strategy was. I picked up the gym bag with the old jeans inside and headed for Justin’s house.

    Continued tomorrow . . .
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    Poor Billy .... It's all happening too fast !!! I hope he can find some answers!
    Thanks HR, great chapter, Please continue!!
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    Chapter 13 -- Part II
    From Billy's viewpoint

    Justin had been sitting with his parents in the den watching TV when I arrived. I was relieved to find him dressed for a change. I said my hellos and we headed for Justin’s room.

    “Horny again so soon?” Justin asked as soon as we were out of earshot of his parents.

    “No. But I gotta talk to you about this stuff,” I said.

    Alone with Justin in his room, I started having the same conversation with him that I’d been having with myself for almost 24 hours. He asked a lot of questions about what turned me on, who turned me on, what I did about it, when I did it, did I like doing it. Sometimes I think he was just asking because he liked talking about sex stuff. I think he particularly liked hearing me talk about getting into sex with him. Sometimes he really seemed to care what I was saying and was really trying to help me figure things out. I noticed that even the most graphic parts of our discussions – like the blowjob from Kate, or the time earlier that year I caught Terry jacking off in the locker room shower; what a fucking hot scene that was – didn’t get him aroused. Justin’s nice, plump package remained unchanged. Nice and plump.

    “So which of those do you think it is?” I asked, having just laid out the range of options I’d come up with from me being totally straight to me being totally gay.

    I don’t remember exactly what he said, but it came down to this: He didn’t think I was gay. I wasn’t turned on by gay porn; I’d never even thought about having sex with a guy before Jess came out to me, and when I thought about my future it still involved finally finding the right girl when I started college and finally getting the big opportunity I’d been waiting for – the opportunity to fuck my brains out.

    He said he thought I’d just had a life of shitty sex, or, more accurately, no sex at all. It wasn’t until I met him that I was able to relax and enjoy sex of any kind. Look at the people I’d been with. Like Kate who didn’t even like to give blowjobs. Or Jess who didn’t know what he wanted until a couple of weeks ago and still didn’t know how to get it, or do it.

    So, of course, with sex options like those, it shouldn’t be surprising that Justin was appealing to me. But it didn’t mean I was gay.

    “But you could be,” I remember Justin saying.

    “Could be what?”

    “Gay,” he said. “I wouldn’t completely rule it out. I mean when you first walked in on Jess holding his hard-on, you didn’t turn tail and run. Oh, no! You joined right in the fun and came back for more. Pardon my pun.

    “And when Jess came out to you, you weren’t repulsed. You wanted to know more. You wanted to try to get involved. Remember, that’s where I came in.”

    I remembered.

    “So,” I said, “you’re going around in the same circle I am. Maybe I’m gay. Maybe I’m not. How does a guy ever know?”

    “I never had that problem. I always just knew. I guess you’re going to have to experiment to find that answer.”

    “And just how would you propose I ‘experiment’?”

    “You could let Jess fuck your cute jock ass and see if you liked it,” he said with a wicked grin.

    “Not likely,” I said.

    “Think about it. Two weeks ago if I’d told you that you and me were going to share a cum-filled pair of jeans, that you and me and Jess would be jacking each other off, that you’d be getting a blow job from me and from Jess and even from Kate. . . you would have said ‘Not likely’ I bet.”

    As always, Justin made a lot of sense.

    “I still don’t think I’m gonna let Jess fuck me as some kind of experiment,” I said. “What else could I do?”

    “You could let me fuck you.” There was that wicked grin again as Justin rubbed his crotch provocatively.

    The very mention of the idea sent a tingle down my cock and the tingling continued as it ran down to my nuts.

    “No way,” I said, but perhaps I was a little slow with my response.

    “Well, the main thing is you need to do something that you think is totally gay and that you think only a gay guy would do. If you do it and you like it and you want to do it again, I’d say you’re gay.” He paused, looking at me as though I should have an answer for that. “So what’s it gonna be?”

    I looked him up and down, trying hard to decide whether to give voice to the idea that had just settled smack in the middle of my fucking brain. Trying to decide what it would mean if I did what I was thinking. Trying to figure out why I thought it was the answer to Justin’s question. Then I just blurted it out.

    “So what if I give you a blowjob?”

    I didn’t know if I was saying it because I thought it really would answer Justin’s question and resolve whether I was gay or not. Or was it because I wanted to give Justin a blowjob, but didn’t want to admit it to myself. I was playing fucking mind games with myself and I didn’t know if I was winning or losing.

    “Why did you choose that out of all the things you could have chosen? You could have suggested going down to the public restrooms at Lakeside Park and getting a little anonymous man-on-man sex. You could have suggested fucking Jess. Or who knows what. A million things. So why did you pick giving me a blowjob?” What a sly smile he was showing me as he said those last words, stretching them out so it sounded like, “So why did you pick . . . giving . . . me . . . a . . . blowjob?”

    I thought for a moment before I spoke, but my mind was out of real answers. “I honestly don’t know, but I think it may help me figure this out. If I like it and want to do it again, I’m probably . . . maybe more than probably . . . gay. If I don’t, I’m probably not.”

    “You may be right,” he said. “For me, what I like and what I don’t like involves a lot of chemistry. Like at this point in my life, I don’t think a blowjob from Mike would do much for me. Sure, I’d let him blow me. I hope he does. But I’m not gonna spill a lot of cum remembering it if he does. Does that mean I’m not gay? You figure it out.”

    “So what are you saying? I can suck you off? I shouldn’t suck you off? You don’t want me to suck you off?”

    “Oh, don’t get me wrong Mr. Pretty Jock Boy. I’d love for you to blow me anytime. But I can’t guarantee it’ll answer your question.”

    “But it might. Remember, this was your idea.”

    “I know whose idea this was and, sure, it might answer the question,” Justin said and his sly smile returned.

    “Then let’s go for it,” I said sounding completely confident and sure of myself. But inside I felt such a mix of emotions – relief, terror, lust, doubt, guilt – I couldn’t begin to sort them out.

    As I started to slowly open Justin’s fly, I could see his thick cock start to grow to its magnificent nine inches. Suddenly lust was taking the lead among all my emotions. I knew right then I was thinking with my cock, but I liked the way my cock was thinking.

    Justin stood passively, except for his twitching cock, as I began to take his clothes off. When he was finally standing naked in front of me, I began a slow striptease of my own and he began to leisurely stroke his hardening cock. When I was finally naked, too, he reached out with his free hand and began to stroke my hardening cock. He was stroking his hard cock and my hard cock. One in each hand.

    Then I reached down, gently brushing his hand away and took my cock in my own hand. I stepped closer to him and tapped my hard cock against his as we had before and said, “To friendship.” I felt a surge go through my groin as our cocks touched.

    He returned the tap and said, “To our friendship.” Then he hugged me hard and our chests and abs and cocks pressed together. There was a series of little pelvic thrusts, causing our cocks to press harder against each other. I don’t even know which of us was doing it, or maybe it was both of us.

    Finally, we stepped apart and I went straight to my knees before this guy who was driving me sex crazy. “I’ve never done this before, so let me know if I do it wrong,” I said as I looked up into his lust-filled eyes.

    He didn’t say a word as he took my head between his hands and bent down and kissed me. As he slowly moved his moist, warm lips from mine, he whispered in my ear, “I hope this gives you the answer you’re seeking.”

    He stood up, never letting go of my head, which he held firmly in his warm, manly hands. He directed my mouth toward his waiting cock and held it no more than an inch away from the tip of his rock hard cock. I could see the first clear pearl of pre-cum form at the tip and then become a long sticky string just dangling from his piss lips. So tantalizing. I licked my lips and my mouth began to water. As he guided my mouth toward his cock he whispered to me again. “I hope you enjoy it. I really hope you do.”

    I lapped at the tip of his cockhead, savoring the pre-cum treat he’d offered. I could hardly wait to start the real action. I placed my lips around his cockhead about midway from the tip to where his shaft began. It felt harder and hotter than I could have imagined. The taut surface was so smooth. I closed my eyes and started to suck. Suck hard. I sucked as I moved my mouth down until the entire crown of his cock was in my mouth. The flared edge was so pronounced against the backside of my lips. It seemed to fit so naturally in my mouth.

    I began to suckle on his cockhead, like a baby nursing, only with much more pressure . . . and longing

    “Great start,” Justin mumbled as he stroked my hair, no longer holding my head, only caressing it.

    I wanted more of his cock. I knew I couldn’t take it all, but I wanted more than the crown. I sucked it in and tasted his pre-cum flowing freely, exciting my taste buds and encouraging my efforts. I started an up and down motion with my lips tight around his cock. His warm, hard, perfect cock. I could feel it throbbing in my mouth. Then Justin picked up the pace, slowly fucking my mouth. I held my head still and concentrated entirely on engulfing his cock with pleasure, as he pumped in and out.

    He got even harder and as he pumped his massive nine-inches in and out of my mouth. It made me feel as though I had some power I was transmitting . . . no, feeding into his cock as I sucked it. I could make him hard and horny and happy and . . .

    I remembered his nuts. I’d forgotten all about those wonderful globes hanging chin high in front of me. I took them in one hand and played with them, while my remaining hand played up and down on the half of Justin’s cock he wasn’t feeding down my throat.

    “That’s good, Billy. That’s really good. It’s gonna make me cum. Do you want me to cum in your face or do you want to swallow it. It’s your choice, but make it fast. My nuts are churning already.”

    I could feel the changes in his cock. It was harder and I swear it was longer and fatter, too. And hotter. My god it felt so good.

    I didn’t answer except to put a hand on each of his ass cheeks and pull his cock deeper into my mouth, forcing it to press against the back of my throat.

    “Oh, Billy,” Justin said as he tensed. And then the first load filled my mouth. It took me by surprise and some leaked out. Warm creamy cum fresh from Justin’s hot cock was swirling in my mouth and dripping down my chin. I tried to swallow as the second blast arrived. It tasted great, but was more cum than I could handle. I had to pull off. As I did, I looked up at Justin and saw him grinning and then the next blast hit my cheek, right where he’d aimed it. And then my neck. And chest. A blast of his precious cum hit each of my nipples and then my face again. He was rubbing his cock in my hair and then shoving it back in my mouth.

    Suddenly, I realized my own cock was throbbing, ready to spew. Hotter than fucking hell. I had just finished sucking Justin’s cock dry when my own cock erupted with a massive flow of cum. I reach down and scooped up a handful and put it in my mouth. Then I went back to sucking off Justin’s hard-on, but reach down for a second scoop of my cum. There was plenty. I lifted my palm filled with cum up to Justin, who scooped some into his own hand and lapped it up.

    Then he lifted me to my feet and kissed me deeply. Our tongues slid against each other. A mix of warm saliva and cum passing from my mouth to his and back again.

    When we ended that kiss, cum still smeared on our lips, and all over my face, neck and chest, Justin asked if I had liked it.

    “I fucking loved it. When you took my head in your hands and started fucking my mouth . . . Wow! It was so cool. The feel of your hard cock rubbing back and forth against my lips. Sucking on your hard tool. When I could feel your cock swell even bigger, get even hotter, it felt so perfect in my mouth. Your cum! God I love your cum gushing. That I can make you do that with my mouth is . . . I don’t know how to describe it, but I know I fucking loved it. I guess I knew I would." Suddenly my mood started to slip from the euphoria of my sex high to the reality of what this all might mean.

    Suddenly everything seemed more serious. More real.

    Justin sensed the change in me and gave me a serious, almost stern look. He said there was one more thing I needed to do. I needed to give Jess as good a blowjob as I’d just given him. Then I would know the truth. Then we would know the truth. Jess and I needed to do it soon. Very soon. This week.

    I left my old jeans with Justin and said goodnight.

    ***

    As I drove home that Sunday night, I had a lot to think about. A lot still unresolved. I knew I had liked giving Justin that blowjob. The question was: Why did I do it? Did I want to discover the truth about whether I was gay or not? Or did I just want to blow Justin’s enormous cock? I knew I was getting deeper and deeper into having sex with Justin, but I still didn’t know why.

    Then there was the question of Jess. I had promised Justin I’d give Jess a blowjob before the week was out. How would that feel? Would Jess’ hot cum filling my mouth, coating my lips, his long hard cock deep down my throat, would that be good, too? Would it prove I was gay and open the doorway to being best buds with Jess and his sex buddy, too. Or would it not turn out so good? Where would I be then? Just a slut for Justin and his weird sex cravings? And a guy with no best bud?

    I had a lot to think about.
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    OMG...now it's getting complicated and hot and sticky.
    Good effort Billy, chin up.

    Humans and their 'Labels'. Everything has to be tagged so we know where it fits, and some tags have connotations we don't like and this is what causes young people to stress or worse. Am I / Arent I.

    So Billy has discovered he likes dick and the boys their attached too, and is now trying to find where it all fits...pardon the pun. Looking forward to the next installment HR.

    BTW Check out this clip.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_a9ZSXHm_7w
    When I saw it, it reminded me of Billy, and his copious cum.
    It's a very funny comedy add for a unique product.
    The boy in the add's name is Billy, and he has a problem with protein stains' on his 'jeans'. Hope you like.
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    OMG that was great. The detail is amazing. I love this story so much. I don't even know how to describe it. It's just that great. I really hope Billy finds what he is looking for and everything turns out ok for him. I've really grown attached to the characters lol.

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    EXCELLENT, HR! Simply AWESOME!!

    I don't know if I can "Handle" more of This!! But, Please, Oh!, PLEASE, bring It ON!!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Poor Billy. So many young guys have these identity problems.
    Will his experiences help him to set his mind at rest & decide how he wants to be??
    These labels & pigeon-holes to which all are expected to conform cause so much anguish!!
    Why can't people be allowed just to be themselves without having to 'fit' to a certain category ??
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    Quote Originally Posted by Paulo68 View Post
    OMG...now it's getting complicated and hot and sticky.
    Good effort Billy, chin up.
    BTW Check out this clip.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_a9ZSXHm_7w
    When I saw it, it reminded me of Billy, and his copious cum.
    It's a very funny comedy add for a unique product.
    The boy in the add's name is Billy, and he has a problem with protein stains' on his 'jeans'. Hope you like.
    Paul

    The clip was great! Where'd you find it?
    BTW, you know me by now. Even when my chin isn't up, my dick is! Life goes on.

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    you know how to keep this thing good!! congrats!

    one thing funny, i don't know. i always confuse the guys...i need to remember who's who...lol...and two with "J" names...xD

    it's my bad.
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    HR, I haven't been around here recently and as a result have had to read four long chapters of this story (as well as get caught up with my other stories as well). I have one thing to say and that is hmmm...interesting. So Billy finally realizes the truth, and Justin finds a new friend to be with. Still, how will Jess react to all of this is the question. Oh, teenage drama, it makes for such intersting (and good) reading and television. Looking forward to the next chapters although I'm not sure when I'll have another chance to sign on since I recently moved into a new room and not only do I have lots of work to deal with but a roommate who is almost always here. So on the off chance that he's not here, and I have no work to do, then I'll try to sign on, catch up, and reply (and to pick at your mistakes ).

    Oh, and I noticed that you have been changing charater names agian. Tsk, tsk, tsk HR and you call yourself a writer, for shame. At one point you called Jess Billy when Billy was telling the story so Billy walked in on himself. Oh, HR you and your mistakes. I do have to comment on your unique style though, very creative using peoples quotes like that. However, I did find a lot of the things that you stated as "kind of corny" to be VERY corny (maybe its just me) but I suppose it did add something to the story.

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    I'm not sure if I'm jealous or releaved my lifes never played out anywhere near like this.

    On the one side hot sex but on the other sopa opra-esq drama, and I hate soup opra's!

    Hot at always, keep it up hardreader ^_^. Hopefully get hear some from Jess next installment. Gotta feel for poor Jess *pats Jess consolingly on the shoulder*.

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    HR -- You really don't know why I'm being so quiet? Ask Paulo or imadoomas. They get it. This part of the story hurts and its not easy for me to read, much less chit chat about online. BTW, Justin, you might have told me you were in lovre with Billy way back then. I might not have taken your advice so seriously. I know I agreed to this and I'll be OK. But don't expect me to make some glib comment every week. Thats all.

    Let me give you a hug Jess .... As hurting as it is for you to read this chapter of the story, I'm sure the story of you guys will come to a full circle... HR will not let you nor anyone down.

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    Several readers have commented in the thread or in PMs about a couple of name gaffs in Chapter 13 - Part I. I am really sorry about those. As you could probably tell, last week I just didn't get the time to edit the way I normally do. Someone who shall remain nameless was monopolizing my computer much of the week. Since I am always working from multiple notes from multiple points of view, it is way too easy to change a he into a name and, if I'm not careful, the wrong name. Anyway, enough about that.

    The reviews for last week are in.

    Paulo68 -- "OMG...now it's getting complicated and hot and sticky."
    Endlessnight500 -- "The detail is amazing. I love this story so much. I don't even know how to describe it."
    Kyanimal -- "Simply AWESOME!! I don't know if I can "Handle" more of This!! But, Please, Oh!, PLEASE, bring It ON!!!"
    New York Times -- "It got me off. Fucking great!"
    harry113 -- "Great chapter"
    JustForSee -- "You know how to keep this thing good!!"
    cks53200 -- "I did find a lot of the things that you stated as 'kind of corny' to be VERY corny"
    Lord Booticus -- "On the one side hot sex but on the other soap opera-esq drama, and I hate soap opera's! Hot as always"

    I know Jess appreciates all the kind words of support from so many guys in both the thread and PMs.

    One final edit and I'll be posting soon.

    Do check out the YouTube clip Paulo68 sent along. It's really funny!

    Thanks again and please keep the comments coming.
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    Chapter 14
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    Billy came over to my house Monday evening to study and “whatever,” just like he had on so many evenings. But this night took an unexpected turn. This was the night that Billy . . . Well, I guess I should start at the beginning.

    It started off normal enough. We talked about nothing much for 45 minutes and then started to really study. After about 30 minutes, Billy broke the silence, looking over at me and saying in a very serious voice, “We’ve gotta talk.”

    I immediately thought something was wrong. Some bad news was coming.

    “We’ve been trying for almost two weeks now to put our friendship back the way it was,” Billy said. “You know, best buds, no sex. I really thought it might work. But it hasn’t. Not for me anyway. You were honest with me about being gay and, as hard as that was for me to hear, I’m glad you were honest with me. It’s made me do a lot of soul searching and I’ve learned a lot about myself going through all this . . . this gay stuff with you.”

    I just listened as Billy continued to talk. Words that were obviously difficult for him to say were now pouring out straight from his heart. “You’re gay and you say you love me,” Billy said. “And I believe you. When you first told me, I thought I was different than you. That I felt different. But this week . . . fuck, this is hard. This week, I think maybe I’m not so different than you. I may have just the same feelings you have. I don’t want to hide them anymore. I need to understand them. I need to know what I am. What I really am. And what it is I’m really feeling. Do you understand?”

    “I do,” I said hopefully and nodded agreement, even though I wasn’t really sure that I did understand. I thought and hoped that Billy was trying to tell me that he might be gay and in love with me. It didn’t seem right, but the words . . . his words . . . I think maybe I’m not so different than you. I may have just the same feelings you have. I don’t want to hide them anymore. . . . the same feelings you have . . . the same feelings you have. . . .

    Billy was staring at me, obviously expecting more of a reply. “I think it’s great,” I stammered. “What can I say . . . do to help?”

    “I want to go out some night soon. Just the two of us. Spend some serious time together. You know, so we can explore how we feel about each other. Share whatever comes naturally. I don’t want any more pretending or stupid limits. I want us both . . . each of us . . . to be who we really are and then we will know just what it means . . . just how we really feel . . . about each other . . . and stuff. How does that sound to you?”

    I was floating. I could imagine that night. Billy wanted to be alone with me to explore our feelings in a special way. And I wanted to be with him, too. Holding Billy in my arms. His warmth next to mine. Finally being able to tell him how I truly felt about him. And Billy telling me in return. I could see our future. Our future together. I could see us doing everything together. For years to come.

    “Perfect,” I said.

    “Tomorrow night?” Billy asked.

    I was so lost in my thoughts of spending my life with my best friend, my true love, that I couldn’t make sense of what he was asking. I shook my head in confusion.

    “Tomorrow night? Is that OK for us to hook up?” he asked.

    We talked about where and how. His parents would be at home. So would mine. We needed a place where we could be alone as a couple to talk, to share, and to show our love. Finally, with nothing settled, Billy said not to worry, he’d take care of everything. He’d pick me up at 7:30.

    * * *

    Everything between that moment and the next evening was just a blur. I know I smiled a lot and couldn’t keep from staring at Billy whenever we were near each other in school that Tuesday.

    When I came home after school, I tried on half a dozen shirts getting dressed for that evening. And I tried on as many jeans and cargo shorts. It's odd, but now I can’t remember what I wore.

    At 7:15, Billy knocked at my front door. I’d told my Mom and Dad that we were going to study at the county library.

    I remember Billy was wearing a new shirt that fit him great and the A&F jeans he’d been sporting recently. They fit him great, too. And he smelled so good. I didn’t remember him ever wearing cologne before. This really was like a date.

    Billy said he knew a quiet place where we could be alone. I was in such a daze that I’m not sure where we went. Billy drove out into the country and finally he pulled off this dark country road and into what looked like a small subdivision where no houses had been built yet. He turned off the car. He turned off the lights. My heart was beating fast.

    I had been rehearsing what I wanted to say first to him. How happy I was he wanted to be more than best friends. I turned to Billy to speak as he was putting his seat back as far as it would go. He told me to do the same to “get comfortable.” While I was struggling with the seat control, Billy must have unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. When I turned back, his fly was wide open and he was leisurely playing with his hardening cock. I didn’t know what to think.

    “Feel free to join me,” he said. His cock was heavy and full. It moved back and forth as his fingers played with it.

    “What are we doing here?” I asked, a bit uneasy with what was happening. How fast it was happening. Not even a kiss. Hardly even a word spoken. This is not what I had pictured.

    “I just want us to explore how we feel about each other. What we want with each other and can do for . . . or to each other.” He flashed me his evil grin. “I don’t want to play games. I just want us to see where it goes. I think I can make you very happy.” That grin again.

    Now Billy’s cock was hard and he was holding it in his hand only inches away from me. Smiling at me. Stroking his hard cock slowly, leisurely. Like he could sit there and do it all night.

    “You’re gay and you love me,” he said. “If I’m gay and I love you, then this is as natural as can be,” Billy said and took my hand and placed it on his cock. His hard cock jumped as my fingers brushed against it. “Go ahead. Take good care of it,” Billy said, gesturing toward his cock with a nod of his head. “And I’ll take care of you.” With that he reached over and started to unbuckle my pants. His cock was very warm to the touch. I could feel it throbbing in my hand. Feel the pre-cum, Billy’s pre-cum, dripping down the shaft. The long hard shaft I was holding in my hand.

    “We both want this, don’t we?” Billy said more than asked.

    As his hand wrapped around my cock, my dick started to react to his touch. I felt the urges in my cock stir and my mind was flooded with memories of that recent morning in my room when he had held me so gently and eased my load from my hardened dick.

    I made a noise I’d never made before, sort of like a cat purring. I scooted over so I could lean against Billy and rest my head on his shoulder as he caressed my cock and I caressed his.

    Billy’s cock felt like fire in my hand and I could swear it was getting hotter. I rubbed the cooler pre-jizz into it like a salve. I stroked it in time to my own heartbeat, which sounded loud and clear in my ears. His pre-cum was making it easy for me to slide my hand up and down his love handle and I focused my mind on one thought: staying here by his side. Just the two of us.

    “Play with my balls,” Billy murmured in my ear, a sound so gentle it was like a kiss. But the meaning of his words didn’t seem to penetrate my brain. I was lost in the wonder of the moment. “Play with my balls,” he repeated with more urgency. I complied.

    I don’t know how long I had been sitting with Billy like this, dreaming of our life to come, when Billy put his hand over mine and started moving his hand and mine up and down his throbbing cock. And then he turned to face me, his teeth clenched. “I’m gonna cum,” he said and smiled his warmest, most loving smile at me.

    “Then cum on me,” I said, remembering how I had first asked Justin to cum on me. It seemed like years ago, as the memory of his response echoed in my fevered brain. “Ask Billy . . . ask Billy . . . ask Billy.” Now I had asked him and he was going to do it. We were going to do it. Billy was going to cum on me.

    Suddenly everything seemed a blur. Somehow Billy had gotten on top of me and was kissing me hard on the mouth. His tongue probing deep in my mouth. One hand pumping his cock. And he was cumming. Cumming all over my cock and balls. I’d seen him cum before and, while I couldn’t see him cumming now, I could feel his warm, sticky cum flowing over me. Like a baptism, I thought.

    As his cum flow eased and his hard breathing started to return to normal, I remembered Justin’s story of turning 18. The twins. The cum. The feeling that he finally was really gay.

    I wanted to share those kinds of feelings with Billy and hoped he was feeling them now just as I was. This made us more complete somehow. I hoped.

    Then Billy got up and awkwardly scooted back into his own seat. I wished we were somewhere other than a car. The magic of the moment was interrupted by the cramped quarters. The need to rearrange ourselves. I wanted this to be perfect. Like it had been for Justin with the twins.

    Billy was in the driver’s seat facing me now, fully bent at the waist. His face in my lap where he had just cum. His mouth, that had been passionately kissing me moments before, was now lapping up his own cum. His tongue running up and down and around my dick. Sucking the gooey liquid out of my pubes. Lapping at my balls.

    Before I knew it, Billy’s entire attention was focused on my dick. Sucking it fervently. Within moments I came. I think he swallowed my seed. Holding me in his mouth. Sucking hard. Sucking me into him. Keeping me within him. At last, he collapsed back on top of me, exhausted by our mutual giving. He moved his face up toward mine. His breath was warm in my ear and I could smell my cum on his breath. Billy had my love juice . . . yes, mine . . . mingled with his . . . on his breath.

    We didn’t say another word. We didn’t need to. Billy took me home and I snuck in quietly. No one saw me. No one heard.

    I wish I had said to Billy, “So, how do you like it?” And flashed him the smile I save just for him. But the moment never seemed right. Anyway, I knew Billy liked what we had done. He had to.

    It was not the night I had expected. But it had been a night of true passion and feeling between us. Love given freely and shared. Not the night as I would have planned it, but a night I would never forget. It was our beginning. I knew I was not exactly like Billy and Billy was not exactly like me. But we wanted each other. And together, I knew we could be one.


    I slept with visions of Billy. Billy happily spent. His warm cum covering me like a blanket. Billy's warm body pressed close beside mine. Billy's breath warm against my ear. Billy and me together.

    Chapter 14
    From Billy’s viewpoint


    I didn’t want to waste any time. I wanted to see what was going to happen. I had promised Justin I would give Jess a fucking blowjob and see if I liked it. I knew I’d liked giving Justin his blowjob. God, that had been fucking great.

    So just one night after I gave Justin the first blowjob of my life and discovered how much I loved having his cock in my fucking mouth. His cum swirling round my tongue. Discovering the power and pleasure I could share with a man when his cock is in my mouth . . . A day after discovering all that, I was over at Jess’. I was determined to get this crazy uncertainty over with. I was scared. My mind was still struggling through all the possibilities. If I liked giving Jess a blowjob, I’m gay. If I don’t . . .

    I couldn’t put up with the confusion and the turmoil in me any longer. During a lull in our studying, I blurted out, “Jess, I need for us to be together . . . alone . . . somewhere . . . and soon. Just you and me. I need to know what it's like to . . . you know, be with you . . . just the two of us. Like on a date or something. No rules or limits. Things are changing. I want to see if I have the same urges . . . same feelings as you do . . . This isn’t coming out very well. What I want to know is if you and I are the same way. If we want the same thing.”

    “You think you might?” he stammered.

    “I don’t know, but we’ve been trying to be best buds with no sex and that isn’t working. Not for me anyway. When you told me you were gay, I didn’t like hearing it. I didn’t understand it. Well, I’m starting to understand it. And I want to be honest about it. But I can’t figure out how we can still be best buds unless I can figure out if my feelings are more like yours than I thought they could be at first. This probably doesn’t make any sense to you. It hardly makes any sense to me. But I want us to spend some time together, to go on like a date, and just see what happens. I don’t want our friendship built on lies and half-truths. Do you want to try it? I think what I want to try . . . well it could make a gay guy like you fucking happy.”

    Of course, Jess said yes.

    I hadn’t explained myself very well. I don’t even think I told him I wanted to blow him.

    It all scared the shit out of me. In the back of my mind I kept thinking: If I don’t like blowing Jess, what does that mean about me? About Justin? About Justin and me. But that was too far off to focus on. For now I needed to know about me and Jess and sex. At least me and Jess and a blowjob. Why was this so fucking difficult? I didn’t understand.

    I picked Jess up the next evening at 7:30 as agreed. After a lot of arguing with myself, I decided to wear the jeans Justin had given me. I'm not sure I really know why, but I knew they always made me feel sexy. And I guess I thought I might need some help that night.

    As Jess and I left his house, I knew he was still my best bud in the whole world. I kept reminding myself I wanted to feel sexy for him. I wanted to see if I couldn’t please him and be pleased by him. Whatever that might mean.

    We went to a new subdivision that had streets and stuff, but no houses yet. It was dark and secluded. We could do whatever the fuck we wanted and no one would bother us. No one would know.

    I parked the car. Jess and I moved the seats back to give us more room for the sex to come. We both sat there silent for a moment. An image of Justin casually playing with his cock filled my mind. I decided it was a sign and I took on the cool demeanor Justin so often showed. So relaxed about sex. So casual about his body. After all, he had said to me more than once, “It’s just sex.” I started to relax and get into the moment.

    So I was stroking my cock. Getting hard. Feeling good. I thought Jess would just naturally join in. You know, play with his cock. Or my cock. Or maybe both. He didn’t do anything.

    With a big hot hard-on in my hand, I was ready for some real action. “So what do you want to do? I’m yours for the taking and I’m ready to be taken,” I said. Jess was silent, just watching me play with my cock. “This isn’t a game anymore. Let’s explore how we can make each other happy. Make each other feel good,” I said, taking Jess' hand and putting it on my hard, hot, throbbing cock.

    His hand was cold and clammy and the touch of it on my hot cock made me jump. Jess started stroking me, but he seemed distracted and far away as he slowly ran his palm up and down my hard-on. I reached over and opened his fly. He was completely soft. I went to work on his cock with my hand. That seemed to please him and he scooted over closer to me and finally started to groan.

    But then nothing happened. He got a little harder, but not much. And his enthusiasm for jacking me off was barely enough to keep me hard. In frustration, I finally took his hand in mine and started jacking my cock good and proper with his fist. He seemed to get the idea and picked up the pace.

    It seemed like forever, but finally I said, “I’m gonna cum.”

    “It’s OK if it gets on me,” he said. Sad to say, those were the most erotic words he'd said all night. So I moved around so I could cum on his cock and balls. I got my rocks off finally and then I went fucking crazy. I lapped up my own cum, licking it out of his crotch where I’d blown a decent load . . . decent considering Jess’ lack of interest in the whole affair. I remember mostly how good my cum tasted. If it was an acquired taste, I’d certainly acquired it already.

    As I savored my cum, I figured, what the fuck. As long as I was down there eating my own cum out of Jess’ crotch, I might as well suck him off. I had promised Justin I’d blow Jess and I was gonna fucking do it. He may not be in to it, I thought, but what the fuck. If Jess didn’t cum, at least I’d get to taste my own cum while I sucked him.

    So I started sucking. He never even got hard, but he did cum. It wasn’t much, but I heard him moan and then I tasted his salty cum in my mouth. Not like Justin’s. Not like mine. Not sweet at all.

    That was it. I took him home. Mission accomplished. Blowjob delivered as promised.

    I was so lost in my thoughts, I don’t think I said another word to Jess. Now that I think about it, he didn’t say anything either.

    I really didn’t care. My mind had already turned to trying to figure out the answers to all my questions? They were still unanswered as best I could tell. All I knew was I hadn’t really enjoyed a single minute of the entire evening. Well, maybe cumming. I always enjoy that. And eating my own cum was OK.

    But I hadn’t felt anything for Jess. Except maybe pity. And feeling pity for your best bud is a shitty thing to feel. And if I felt pity for Jess, what should I feel for myself?

    What had I learned about myself?

    I didn’t have a clue.
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