Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2012 15:49:07 -0400 From: Johnny Smith Subject: Growing Pains Part 2 This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is completely coincidental. This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally, please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk. And always practice safe sex! *************************************************************************** Over the next few weeks I wasn't ashamed to ask Kirk if I could blow him pretty much any time we were alone. He said 'no' a lot, but if I caught him at the right time he'd let me do it. He never did suck me off again...... But more than just the blowjobs, I started to obsess over him. Not in a stalker way, but I just couldn't stop thinking about him. He honestly controlled my every thought. I also found that I desperately wanted him to like me more than anything else, and I constantly worried about whether he thought I was cool. I spent hours in front of the mirror, analyzing my clothes and my hair, and trying to keep my skin clear. I wanted to look perfect for him. I stopped wearing Polos and khakis and bought a bunch of tank tops and board shorts like Kirk's. I found out he liked Foo Fighters, so I downloaded a bunch and played it on the house sound system for him, pretending like I liked it. He told me he loved Alien so I downloaded all the movies and put them on a driver for him as a present. My girl friends confronted me about acting different and never leaving my house, and that sort of woke me up to the fact that maybe I was too obsessed with Kirk. I didn't want him to think I was a creeper and I tried to keep a little distance between us, but it was hard. He never acted like I annoyed him. In fact, Kirk never left the house either. Sometimes he and Eve would go out to dinner or to a bar, but most of the time he just hung around wondering what I was doing. We had a normal routine of swimming, watching TV, playing Smash Bros or Call of Duty on Wii. Even if I didn't want to have sex with him constantly (which I did) he was still more fun to hang out with than my bitchy girl friends. More than anything, it made me realize that I missed having other guy friends to hang out with. It seemed like most the guys at school were afraid to hang out with me for fear of being labeled gay. And I didn't feel like I fit in with them any ways. But Kirk never cared, I felt perfectly natural around him, like we were meant to be together. I wondered about Kirk's sexual orientation and especially what he felt about me. My sister said he was omnisexual and she was making a joke, but I Googled it and there were people who are 'pansexual' who were attracted to "all sexes and genders." I thought about it a lot, then one day when we were on the couch watching 'MacGruber' for the 15th time I decided to ask him about it. "So are you pansexual?" "You mean am I attracted to pans?" "No.. that's not what I meant..." "It's ok, I know what you mean. I'm not big into labels. Gay, Straight, Pansexual, Bisexual... Not that I don't think it's cool that you say that you are homosexual." "So bisexual then?" "I like to think that human sexuality is fluid. I don't believe in putting it in a box." "OK, but you have to be attracted to one sex or the other." "Most people are attracted to a certain type of person, in most cases the opposite sex, or sometimes the same sex. But that's not all they are attracted to: money, intelligence, stupidity, strength, weakness, all have a sexual component. Sexual desire isn't just about copulation. It's social and emotional too." "So what does that make you?" "If you need a label, I guess you could call me bisexual because I have been attracted to males, but I'm about 95% straight." "So when you told me you've been with guys before you were attracted to them?" "For one, yes, for the other no." "What about me?" "What about you?" "Are you attracted to me?" There was a long silence as I could see Kirk forming his answer in his head. All I could think was that the answer was "No", and he was just thinking of some polite way to put it. Then he came out with this, "Well you see, it goes back to what I was saying before about different traits and how they can be sexual in their own way." "So do I have a trait that you think is sexual?" "Oh yeah, definitely." "But you aren't attracted to me physically." "No, I find you very attractive for a guy." "Really?" "But you have to understand that I am much more attracted to women than men." "I see. So is there anything you like about me?" Kirk smiled and made a motion for me to sit next to him. I scooted over to him and he put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him. "I like that you are not afraid to take chances, and you are true to yourself, and you have a big heart." "Thanks...." I said, disappointed. "But that's not all, for a guy you are hot, almost like a chick. And you are horny as fuck. You can't get enough cock, and that turns me on more than anything." "I'm what?!" I turned to him. "You have to admit it, you are a cock fiend." "No I'm not!" "Are you kidding? It's awesome. Don't hide your sexuality away. There's nothing wrong with wanting sex." "But you make it sound like I'm addicted." "Not addicted, just a healthy appetite." "And you think I look like a girl?" "No, that's not what I mean. Haha." "Do you think I act like a girl?" I said suddenly feeling very self-conscious. "Haha.. Sometimes.. But that's not what I'm talking about. There's a few guys out there that are just hot. Like...uh..like, like Brad Pitt..He's a pretty boy." "So I'm a pretty boy?" "Yeah, like those teeny bopper boys you like." "One Direction? I look like that?" "Yeah, something like that. Look, don't over think it. You look good. You have the kind of look that even a straight guy might find hot." "Thanks, I think." Kirk didn't say anything else after that, and he wasn't making any sense anyways. I had one more, big question, and it was hard to ask, but he said I was hot, so I just took a deep breath and spit it out. "So do you like me as more than a friend, or are we just friends?" Kirk paused before starting, "We are just friends. If that's not how you feel, then we need to clear that up. Is that how you feel?" "No, I'm OK with it," I said. "OK good." "Do you mind if I still sit here?" "No, of course not." I just rested my head on Kirk's shoulder and continued watching the movie. I wasn't really disappointed about what he said. I knew it all the time. Even though I liked him so much, I didn't think that he wanted to be my boyfriend, especially with the fact that he still banged my sister most nights. But now that the air was clear, there was one last thing I wanted to know and I figured now was the best time to ask. "Can I ask you one more thing?" "Sure, what's that?" "How big is your dick?" "Haha!! That's not what I thought you'd say." "I know it shouldn't matter, I was just wondering." "Seven and three quarters, but who's counting." I knew it was big. I just needed confirmation. I had a lot of anxiety about size even though Wikipedia said mine was average. "That's a lot bigger than average you know." "I know, but don't think about it too much. It's not the size, it's how you use it." "OK." I grinned. "I told you, you are a cock fiend." I just shot him a look and smiled. A few days later my sister made an announcement that she and Kirk would leave for the weekend to visit her friend Cyndi in Charlotte. I was going to be on my own for two days, which was fine with me. It meant that I could watch porn all day and have a marathon masturbation session. But the night before they were supposed to leave I could hear through the wall that Eve and Kirk were fighting. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it was heated. The next day my sister left for Charlotte and Kirk stayed home. Now my mind was spinning, thinking about what I could do with Kirk now that we had two days alone... I didn't straight up ask him if I could blow him. I wanted to have a special night. He talked a lot about how much he liked the food when he was in Mexico, so I looked up a recipe for enchiladas and went to the store to buy the ingredients. I asked him if he would make sure to be at the house at 7 and I would have a surprise. I just want to say that I have never tried to make enchiladas. Actually, the only thing I've ever cooked was tuna fish salad and Bisquick biscuits. Kirk didn't come home until after 7:30 and I forgot about the enchiladas until the fire alarm went off. I opened the oven and there was a black plume of smoked rising from two neat rows of cylindrical briquettes. I ran outside with the pan of 'enchiladas' and threw them in the yard. So that was a disaster. Instead of enchiladas we had tortilla chips with melted Velveeta cheese on them. It wasn't anything fancy, but I took him out by the pool and lit some candles. I couldn't help but feel like I was on my first date. :-D After the chips and some other snacks Kirk pulled out a joint. I knew he smoked pot, but I've never done it and I was against drugs. Kirk was saying how good it was and I shouldn't miss out on this opportunity, but the thought of smoking was disgusting to me and I told him I couldn't do it. That's when he went upstairs and came back with a 'goo ball'. It was a sticky peanut butter and chocolate ball and he told me it was my dessert. It wasn't that good, it tasted a little moldy, and I knew it was laced with marijuana, but I ate it anyways. For a while I didn't think it had any effect on my. Then I stood up and I felt like my head was detached from my body. It was weird, but Kirk told me to relax and not to panic. I just sat back down outside and each minute felt like an hour. I also couldn't stop thinking about sex. My dick was completely hard and my body was tingling like my clothes had static electricity in them, like they had just come out of the dryer. We were listening to music but all I could think about was the sensation of Kirk's 7 3/4" cock going up my ass. Kirk was sitting in a chair talking, but I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying, I just stared at him and imagined that he was naked. He turned to me and laughed, "You doin' all right? Looking a little buzzed." All I could do was nod yes. "You want a beer? I'm going in for another one." I nodded 'No' and said, "I need to go inside and lay down." I got up and fumbled my way into the living room and fell onto the couch. Kirk came in after me with a beer and sat by me on the sofa. I just stared at him and he stared back at me with a smirk on his face. Something about the pot made me super horny, and I thought Kirk was sending me a signal, so I sat up on the couch, leaned into him, and pressed my lips against his. He willingly opened his mouth and our tongues met and wrestled back and forth. He took my shoulder in his hand and squeezed it hard. His tongue became more aggressive and he began to press his weight against me. I pushed back against him, but he was a lot stronger and heavier than me and without much effort he pushed himself on top of me. I was on my back on the couch and Kirk was over me, kissing me hard and holding me down. My hands ran up and down the length of him, exploring his hard, agile body, and then he reached in between my legs and spread them apart and pushed into me. I wanted him to fuck me so bad I went straight for his belt and tried to unbuckle it, but I couldn't figure it out and Kirk reached down, undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear. His dick was about halfway hard and sprung out of his pants as they came down. I reached for it, but Kirk grabbed my hand and held it above my head. He laid down on me again and looked into my eyes. "What are we doing?" I whispered. "What do you want to do?" "I want to have sex." "Are you sure?" "I want you to be my first." "It might hurt the first time." "I know, I'll be ok." Kirk kissed me again, but I pushed him away and we frantically pulled off the rest of our clothes. In a flash we were naked and Kirk was standing in the living room at full attention. I knelt in front of him. "I want to be really good for you tonight." "Don't worry, you will be. Just open your mouth." I took his cock in my mouth, and he held onto my hair as I worked his dick up and down, taking it in as much as I could, then easing off and licking the head and foreskin. He had shaved his balls smooth and I licked and sucked on them as he guided my mouth around his genitals. I licked the hairy gooch behind his balls and I desperately wanted to know what it was like to lick his ass and reached my tongue back there again. Each time I had tried this before Kirk had somehow stopped me, but tonight he turned around, lifted one foot onto the ottoman and bent over, spreading apart his solid ass cheeks. Thick black hairs lined the inside of his ass making a narrow 'V', and at the apex, in a furry bed, was a tight, coiled hole. I leaned in, opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against it. He tasted salty and sweaty and his sharp, musky aroma burned my nostrils. I felt sexy licking his ass, and washed it with my tongue, from the top of his crack all the way down to the bottom of his low, weighty balls. I wanted to clean every inch of him. I was licking his balls when Kirk, breathing hard, said, "Keep licking my asshole." With that I moved to concentrate on his tight hole, lashing my tongue back and forth until I could feel him relaxing and opening up under the pressure. He was groaning now and the feeling of an impending orgasm was building in my balls. I wanted to grab my cock and start jerking, but I knew it would make me come so I backed away. Kirk put his foot on the floor and turned back around, his stiff cock pointing straight at me. "You all right?" "Jar Jar Binks." "What?" "Star Wars, I'm thinking about Star Wars." "Oh....again?" I closed my eyes and thought about anything but sex. Eventually the pressure eased off and I regained control. I didn't want to be a premature ejaculator again tonight. I was on the floor, naked, leaning against the couch, and when I opened my eyes again and looked up, Kirk's tall, naked body was standing over me. I moved my hand down between my legs and felt my ass. I wanted Kirk in me right then and I know Kirk could read it on my face. He told me to sit still and he'd be right back. I sat there with my eyes closed and my hand between my legs for what felt like forever. The chemicals of the goo ball were racing through my veins and I felt more sensitive, more supple, more limber then I had ever felt before. When he came back he knelt over me, placing a knee to either side of my hips. His cock had softened and he pulled my face toward it mumbling "open your mouth" as I took him in me. It only took a few minutes of wet suckling before he was back at full attention. He pulled me off of him and hooked his hands under my arms hoisting me up on my knees and then turned me around and bent me over the seat of the couch. With my knees on the floor, I rested on my arms and looked back at Kirk. He was stroking his cock with one hand and placed the other on my ass. I spread my legs open for him and he rubbed the area in between my ass cheeks up and down with something wet, I assume lube. His fingers passed over my asshole and I shivered. It was the first time another guy had ever touched me in that area before. After massaging the inner parts of my ass cheeks he stopped and I felt the pressure of a finger against my tight sphincter. He began making circular motions around the tiny, clenched opening, relaxing it. The pot had me so at ease, it only took a few rotations before the muscles in my ass relaxed and my hole spread apart. His fingers were wet and slipping around the sensitive edge of my opening, just lightly dancing there. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling as he toyed and teased with my ass, making me more and more excited. All other feeling faded away and it was like the only part of me left was my ass, and it was desperate to be filled. His finger pushed in, opening me up and swirled around inside me. Not far, just the first knuckle, and then he would withdraw it. Then the knuckle of another finger would slip in and then back out. He was loosening me up, one finger at a time. He placed a finger in me and made more circular motions, stretching my hole with each rotation. My ass felt more loose and open then it ever had, but I knew it was still too small to fit Kirk's massive cock inside. Kirk knew this too, and he was using his fingers to press against the inner walls of my ass, stretching them apart. He slipped in a second finger and with both fingers pushed deep into me. I couldn't help but moan as he explored into virgin territory. Kirk was probing me deep now, and his two fingers were buried all the way inside of me, pressing on nerves hidden away in the deep cavern of my butt. He pulled his fingers back and then pushed them back in, slowly fucking me. He pulled them back again and worked my sphincter back and forth, opening it wider and wider, then he would plunge back in and do the same thing to my deep insides. He continued loosening, wetting, and fucking my ass with his fingers. "I want to get you good and wet and relaxed." "mmmm...." "You like it so far?" "mm..hm..don't stop", I mumbled into the couch cushion "You've got a really nice, little ass. Tight one." With that he pulled his fingers out of me and moved so he was lined up right behind me. He poured the lube over his cock and worked it up and down. He pushed down on my back forcing me to tilt my ass up to him. Next I felt the dribble of lube directly on my asshole and then his finger began working it in. "You are as ready as you are going to be. Just don't move around too much and let me get it in. The first part is when it hurts, but then the pain goes away." With that I felt the thick blunt head of his cock pressed against my hole, but he didn't push it in right away. He moved his hands up to around my shoulders and neck, and began to massage me. He massaged my shoulders and back, tracing the length of my spine with his fingers. The overall effect was intoxicating and my whole body began to crumble under his firm caresses. He reached under me and hooked his arm around my waist and sort of locked me in place, then with his other hand he aimed his dick forward and using his hips pushed in, spreading me open. The first push sent a shock of pain through my body as my asshole was stretched apart. I jumped, but Kirk was holding me down so I couldn't move away from his burrowing cock. He pushed in further, and it felt like he was splitting me open, "Wait!" "Just relax." "It hurts." "I know it does, just don't tense up. Breath." I was breathing hard but I was sure something was wrong, "I think it's too big." "It's not too big, you're just a virgin. ....Do you want to stop?" The thought shot through my mind. We could stop, take showers, watch a little TV and call it a night. And then I would end the summer without having sex with Kirk. That didn't seem like an option to me. "No, I'm OK. Keep going." "OK, I'm going slow. Tell me if you want me to stop." Kirk pushed in another inch, and another inch of my virgin ass was split apart. I closed my eyes and tried to relax and stay still, but at one point I couldn't take it and cried out, "FUCK!" "Are you ok?" "Yes! JESUS!" "Let it out." "Oh my fucking GOD!" Screaming out like that actually made it feel a lot better. "Kirk, you are so big. Oh my God!" "That's it. Tell me about it." "Your cock is splitting me apart." "My what?" "Your cock! Your giant fucking cock!" "What do you want?" "What?" "Tell me what you want." "I want to be fucked." "How?" "Here, now, I want to be fucked up my ass." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, fuck my ass." "Can you take it?" "Yeah, I can take it all." "I know you can Bo. Feel it? I'm all the way in you." I reached back and felt that his body was barely half an inch away from me. He kept me so busy talking, I hadn't realize he had slipped more than 7 inches of his cock into me. I could feel the whole length of it now, bursting me apart like a line backer trying to squeeze into a ballet slipper. I could make out every inch, from the round tip buried deep inside, all the way down to the thick base that was pushing apart my anal ring. I pushed back the last half an inch to seal the deal and there was a twinge of pain as the final length of my virgin butt was spread apart. His bristly pubic hair was pressed against my open ass cheeks and we were fully connected. It felt tight, like the inside of my ass was a rubber band stretched to the moment before it pops, but the pain was slowly beginning to diminish. We rested like that for a few minutes, with his cock fully embedded in me, but then he began to back out. The movement hurt. "Wait, just rest like that for a minute." I said. I was still resting on my arms, trying to get used to the feeling of this massive object up my ass. Kirk slowly pushed it back all the way in, and he rested for a moment, but I could feel the impulse to fuck was growing in him and he began to shift his cock back and forth inside my ass. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me and kissed the back of my neck. His warm grip around me, made me want him more and I pushed my ass back further until I could feel his hips pressing down on me. I reached my hand back between us and felt his big nuts hanging down behind me and gently pulled on them. I fondled my way up to his public hair and the base of his tree-like penis, working my fingers to the part where his manhood disappeared into my tight over-stretched anus. I relaxed my muscles, griped the sofa, and pushed back harder. My asshole spread apart again and he ground his balls against me. I wasn't thinking, just following my body's desire, and my body wanted it deeper, even though I knew he was already all the way in, even though I strained to take him. Then Kirk started pulling back. The walls inside my ass collapsed as his cock retreated, backing out of me until it was nearly, completely out, but then he stopped. He rested there, just a moment, with only the fat bullish head inside. He gave me just enough time to begin to miss the feeling when he pushed it back in. It felt like the first time again, as my butt opened up to take him. I called out, "Kirk.. Oh!" "You'll get used to it." "I know, just do it slow." He pulled back again, almost all the way and pushed it back in. A burning pain shot through me. "Kirk..." He pulled out again and pushed it back in, bottoming out in my ass. "Oh god! Kirk!" He held me down with his strong hands and ground his cock around in a circular motion. A mumbling sort of gurgle came from my mouth as he pulled his cock out of my ass and pushed it back in. Just when the pain hit, he was back out, I relaxed, then it was back in. I didn't have time to think before it was being pulled back out again and there was a moment of relief, and then it was pushed back in. He was working his cock in and out of me now and I whimpered, "slow down please..." but he couldn't control his cock, is was going to fuck me whether I was ready or not. All I could do was breathe, relax, and hope the pain would go away. The more I relaxed, the better it felt, and eventually I started to acclimate to the feeling. The burning pain of his thrusts was slowly replaced with a different kind of heat, a smoldering friction; a wet friction of hard steely flesh plunging into my soft warm cradle then ripped back out again. He wrapped one muscular arm around my neck and began working his cock in and out of my backside, hammering it. Kirk was going to force my ass to surrender and under his force the last strand of my resistance collapsed and my butt fully relaxed and opened up. The uncomfortable, tight, stretched feeling evaporated, and was replaced with millions of pulses of electric energy radiating from my nerves with every penetration. I was now ready to receive each wide inch of him and was hungry for him. When he pulled his cock back, my ass felt empty and hollow, and I pushed back chasing him. We fought back and forth, and he would retreat, allowing me to following him, pulling him into me, only to have him fire forward and assault me again. His body would slam into mine with a thud. Sweat was dripping down between us and excess lube was leaking from my loosened asshole wetting our bodies, amplifying the sound of our fucking. Keeping his dick in me, he forcefully guided me forward into the couch then got up onto his feet with his knees still bent. He was straddling me now and gripped my shoulders, and with the added leverage started to power fuck me. I couldn't keep up with his thrusting and just gripped the couch cushion and kept my butt upturned. He pushed my legs together, but took my ass cheeks in his hands and spread them apart so he could still reach the deepest parts of my slippery, wet canal. His nuts were slamming against my mine with a 'Slap! Slap! Slap!' and I could feel his round cock head diving into me, trying to reach further in. He thrashed against me with a wild urgency, like a beast that wanted to open me up and spread his feral seed inside. I reached down beneath my rigid body and held onto my own cock as it bounced up and down like a stiff little tree limb. Kirk's powerful thrusts were shaking my body and I braced for each slam of his weight. I jerked my cock up and down in time with his fucking, timing each penetration to the squeeze and pull of my own cock. Once I began it wasn't long before my ass tightened around Kirk's cock. The muscles along my canal began contracting around against him, hardening and spasming, like they were trying to hold him in place and I couldn't stop it, it was involuntary. It was an orgasm happening inside of me, inside of my ass. It was more intense than anything I have ever felt and it consumed my whole body, sending me into convulsions. I was struggling to catch my breath, when I felt a second wave hit and cum began pouring out of my cock onto the floor. My dick and balls were aching as I went through another wave of spasms. I was dripping sweat as Kirk slowed down and began to massage my shoulders. "You lasted a long time tonight." As Kirk stood up his cock lifted out of me, allowing my anus to close for the first time since it had first been split open. My butt felt raw and the whole area between my legs ached. I was breathless and my knees felt like they had bruises on them. All I could do was collapse onto my side on the floor. "You OK Bo?" "I think I just had an out of body experience." Kirk sat down next to me and began to rub my body. "That was hot. I didn't expect you to take it like that." "Me neither," I mumbled to myself. I laid there and let Kirk massage me. I was exhausted and happy to just close my eyes and fall sleep where I was, but I knew Kirk hadn't come yet and I wanted him to think sex with me was really good. I reached up and pulled him down toward me. He looked hesitant, "Are you ok to keep going?" "Yeah, I want you to come too." "I can jerk off, we don't need to keep fucking." "I know, but I want you to do it in me." I laid on my back and opened my legs. He didn't waste time climbing on top of me and resting his weight on me. He pressed his cock into my groin and kissed me hard, then he sat back and took both of my legs in his meaty hands and lifted them up and back, exposing my butt to him. I took my legs from him and he took his cock in his hand and pressed it against my hole and pushed in with a jolt. The first push still hurt, but he easily slid into my warm sheath and I didn't fight him. Once he was comfortably inside, he leaned over me, holding himself up on his arms, and began sliding his cock in and out. It felt different than from behind, less rough and less forceful. I held onto his body and watched his face. He was just gliding in and out of me now, spreading me open and caressing me on the inside. I grabbed his broad shoulders and held onto him as we rocked back and forth on the floor, guided by the motion of his hips. The pace was slow and easy, but I could feel that his cock was swollen and was reaching the point when it needed a release. There wasn't much warning when he finally came, he just let out yelp like, "Oh!" Then tensed up, pushed his hips in and eased down his pace. I watched his face contort and then I felt a jump inside of me as his cock shot bullets of cum. I could feel it hitting the walls of my ass, one, two, three times, then he thrusted again and cried out, "uhhh.." dumping another big load into me. He was barely moving, just letting his cock deliver all the spunk that had built up since his last come. He grunted again and expelled the last of his semen. He was flush and breathing heavy. I just lay still under him receiving his jizz, tasting the salty sweat that dripped off his chest. When he regained his senses he pulled his cock back, then pushed it in again, all the way to his balls, like he wanted to be sure the last of his cum was drained and buried deep inside. His hips contracted and he fucked me hard for another minute before letting out a sigh and slowing his pace. His dick was getting soft and after a few more movements it slipped out of me. Kirk stood up and went for the beer he left on the table and took a swig. I was too fatigued to stand and just laid on the floor, apprehensively reaching between my legs to find that I was all wet, and my anus was sensitive to the touch, but I was still mostly in one piece. My cock was hard, but I didn't want to come again, I was finally sexed-out. "I think I'm due for a shower." Kirk said as if nothing had happened. "Yeah me too. " I said just to say something. Kirk extended his hand and helped me off the floor. After I was up, Kirk, completely naked, walked off up the stairs and disappeared. I collected our clothes and went to my room and took a hot shower. After I toweled off I couldn't help but look at my ass in the mirror to make sure it was fine. I found some blood back there and I knew that was normal for the first time but I scared me. It didn't look like Goatse or anything, but it felt like it. I put on a pair of briefs and boxers to be doubly sure there wasn't some sort of accident and gingerly sat on my bed. It was weird, a few minutes ago I was loosing my virginity to Kirk and now I was alone in my room like always. I didn't know what was supposed to happen next. I quietly walked down the hall and stood outside Kirk's door and listened but I didn't hear anything. I cracked open the door and peaked into the dark room. Kirk was still awake.... "Yeah? What is it?" "Do you want me to sleep in here tonight?" "Uh.. this bed is pretty small and I need to get some sleep tonight." "Oh, OK. Sorry I bothered you." "Don't worry about it, man. See you in the morning." I just backed away into the shadows and closed the door. Back in my own room I laid in my bed and with the marijuana fueling my thoughts wondered what Kirk was thinking. Does he like me? Did he like the sex? Is he really gay? Did he regret it? Does he hate me? Isn't it normal to sleep with the person you just had sex with? Am I disgusting for doing this....?? The questions kept coming until, exhausted, I fell asleep.