Date: Fri, 19 Dec 2014 11:36:01 -0800
From: Matthew C <matteo_84cdm@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 10, Mikey & The Health Club, Adult Youth

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10 Mikey and the Health Club

Thursday at noon Felix and Christian Ortega are coming over to my house to
have Christian talk to me about being gay. I've ordered in a lunch that
will arrive around 1PM or so, so we won't be distracted. They show up right
on time and we sit on my lanai where it is cool and comfortable.

"Mr. Gallagher, thanks for talking with me," Christian says once we gotten
the preliminary introductions and niceties out of the way.

"Call me Tim Christian, everyone does."

"Okay Tim. I think Felix explained to you I told him I am gay. I don't
think he quite believes me because he doesn't think a 13 year old can know
he is gay, but trust me, I know I am gay. Is that possible?"

"I think it is entirely possible, I knew when I was 13, but there isn't any
rush in declaring your sexual orientation, it may ebb and flow. I'd say
don't worry about it and just let your feeling occur naturally. Don't try
to force anything."

"I'll think about that," Christian thanks me, "but I am pretty sure. What
worries me is if my father finds out. He is a terrible man. He is mean
enough to me already. If he knew I was gay, he might hurt me more than he
does already. I worry that if people at school find out no one will be my
friend, that guys will bully me. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep and think
I'd be better off dead."

Felix crosses himself, "mejo, don't say things like that. It worries me
when you do."

"I am sorry Felix, but it is how I feel."

"Christian, look at me," I take his hands in mine, "you never have to
consider anything so crazy. If things get bad at your house I have a place
for you to stay. You can go to school, play your sports and just be a kid
with no fear. Promise me you won't say or think about such things."

It takes Christian awhile to decide if I am trustworthy or just blowing
smoke up his culo. Finally he nods.

"Okay Tim, I will believe you. I trust you."

"Good."

Christian and I talk for the rest of the hour about what life was like for
me in the wrestling world since I find out he wrestles with Zac at the
middle school and the Islander Wrestling Club; and we talk about what he
can expect if he gets outed; we talk about his future plans and a whole
range of topics. Before I know it the food has arrived. I ordered from
Primavera, the fine dining Italian restaurant on the island. I picked up my
iPhone and sent a text message.

"Wow Tim, there is enough food here for an army!"

Right on cue, two boys come bouncing out onto the lanai, Mikey and Sean
Francis. Christian looks startled and frightened, like maybe they had been
listening the whole time.

"Mikey and Sean were in my basement playing video games until I texted them
to come up."

"Hi Christian," Mikey says with his usual bombast, "did you know I am gay?
Him too."

Mikey points a thumb at Sean.

"You didn't need to just blurt it like that," Sean says as he punches Mikey
in the arm.

"Tim! You told them!" Christian is unhappy and mad.

"I did because I trust them and I know you need friends, especially ones
who don't care that you are gay. Did you know either Mikey or Sean was
gay?"

"No, never, they seem...  you know, normal."

"They are normal Christian, and so are you. That is what I'm trying to get
across to you. There is nothing wrong or abnormal about being gay. It is
just who you are."

"Blah, blah, blah," Mikey says with exasperation, "can we just eat. I am
starving!"

"Ask Christian," I tell Mikey.

Mikey gives Christian a withering, `don't fuck this up look'.

Christian laughs at the look, "okay, oaky we can eat and I guess I am
okay. It is nice to have guys I can be honest with."

Felix and I don't say much as the boys chatter through lunch and as the
`food for an army' disappears under the relentless assault of three growing
middle schoolers. When the food is gone and any normal person would kick
back for a nap, Mikey announces they are going in the pool.

"The Red Cross says..." I start.

Mikey waves me off, "if we start drowning, come save us."

"Do you have a bathing suit for Christian?" I ask.

I am the next recipient of a Mikey withering stare, "as if we brought swim
suits."

Mikey and I have a brief stare-off until I blink, "fine, go skinny
dipping."

Christian looks pretty unsure about this, but as Sean and Mikey, without
shame or worry, start to discard their clothes, Christian does too. Mikey
and Sean are naked first, but they wait politely for Christian before they
run off to the pool. Christian is down to his boxers, he takes a deep
breath and drops them. Being a wrestler Christian already has a good body,
but when he drops his boxers, it gets even better. He has a good sized
dick, man sized one and a nice patch of black pubic hairs. He smiles shyly
at Felix and me before dashing off to the pool with the other boys.

"Madre de Dios Tim," Felix says to me when the boys are out of ear shot,
"my little brother is a man. Did you see him?"

There is a note of pride in Felix's voice.

"Sean and Mikey look like boys, Christian is a man," Felix continues.

"Keep that in mind Felix and understand that because of that thing hanging
between his legs he has man sized desires too. All those thoughts that go
through your mind when you see a beautiful woman go though his mind when he
sees a hot guy; only when you see a hot woman you have a good chance of
scoring. For Christian only three to four percent of guys are gay so the
odds for him are a lot, lot longer and it is a lot tougher to find someone
to be with."

Felix nods, "I am just starting to understand my little brother's world. My
not too little brother," Felix grins.

The boys are splashing, playing and having a great time.

"I need to go to work for a few hours," Felix tells me, "is it okay if
Christian stays here? I hate to pull him away when he seems to be having
fun. I never see him smile at home."

"Sure, go tell him and I'll put away this stuff."

Felix goes out and has a brief word with Christian and then waves as he
leaves. After cleaning off the table I go grab three robes and towels for
the boys, show them to Mikey so he knows where they are and then head into
my room to do some work on my computer. About forty minutes later I have
three boys in robes dripping in my room.

"You do know what the towels are for right?"

Sean and Christian have enough breeding to at least look embarrassed and
sorry, Mikey, my little heathen just shrugs.

"Do you have any food? We're going downstairs to play games."

"You know where the kitchen is, just leave me enough for one small meal," I
tease Mikey.

The boys head to the kitchen and then pass back through my bedroom to get
downstairs to the movie room. They are loaded down with chips and assorted
foodstuffs. I plunge back into my work and don't think about the boys for
an hour. I figured they'd be back up by now for more food. Then I sit back
and something is running through my mind. If teen boys aren't thinking
about food, then...

I pull up the cam in the movie room. The lights are down way low, almost
dark in there, but the camera has a night vision function so it might as
well be high noon in the room. Christian is on his back with his robe
splayed open and Sean is giving him a blow job. Mikey is on his knees at
Christian's head and Christian is sucking him. I guess it should have
occurred to me that this was going to be the end result, but it didn't. I
was okay with it though. I have no idea how sexually involved Christian has
been, but it is probably good he has guys his age to discover life with. I
switch out of the security cam. I can always pull the session off the hard
drive later.

An hour later the boys do surface from underground. They are all flush in
their faces.

"Sean and I need to get going, so we turn Christian back over to you,"
Mikey says officiously.

I get up, hug them goodbye and give each a quick kiss. Christian blushes
when both boys hug and kiss him too. I don't think he is used to a lot of
affection, especially not from guys. After the guys take off I sit on one
of the couches in my bedroom and Christian comes and sits next to me. I ask
how things went with Mikey and Sean and Christian blushes again.

"They are cool guys, I hope we can be good friends," then Christian turns
more serious, "you have been very good to me already too Tim. If I can ever
repay you... you know..."

He lets his robe fall open, exposing his cock, which is partially hard.

"What are you saying Christian," I know, but I want him to express it.

"There are only so many ways I can repay a man because I am so young, but I
know many men like it."

"Let's be clear here Christian, you don't owe me anything. Someday you'll
be able to help a gay kid and that is when payback starts. I think you are
hella sexy and hot and I think we'd have a lot of fun together, but if that
ever happens and it is a very big if, it will be because you and I both
want it for ourselves and each other, not because you think you owe me
something."

Christian looks ashamed now and pulls his robe closed and tighter. He
starts to cry softly. I pull him into me.

"What is wrong Christian?"

"I've done some terrible things Tim."

Now the soft crying escalates to sobs. I wait until he cries himself out a
little.

"Tell me about it Christian."

He starts his story slowly, "I have been very lonely Tim. My father used to
love me when I was little, but now he seems to hate me; my mother backs him
because I think she is afraid not to and Felix would like to help, but he
is never around. He is either working or at school. So one day last year at
the start of summer I was hanging out at the Empire Beach Pier and a man
started talking to me. He was very nice and was interested in me and why I
looked so sad. We finished talking because he had to go and he gave me a
hug. It felt so good because no one had hugged me in a long time. I went
back the next day hoping I'd see him again, and I did. I talked to him
every day that week. On Saturday he said I should come over to his house
and he was so nice I did.

When we got in his house he gave me a hug and told me he was very glad I
came over. He hugged me a long time and put his hands under my shirt and
rubbed my back. It felt very good. I felt him getting very hard, if you
know what I mean, as he hugged me, but I didn't care. In fact I got very
hard too. He took off my shirt and told me I was a very handsome boy. He
continued to hug me and his hands moved lower on my back. Soon his hands
went inside my shorts and he felt my butt. It was a little weird, but I
guess I didn't care, I was just happy someone wanted to hug me and hold
me. When I didn't move away after he put his hands inside the back of my
shorts he moved one of his hands to the front."

Christian giggles a little here, "I think he was surprised at what he
found. He told me I was the biggest boy he'd ever felt. He undid my shorts
and let them fall to the ground, then he got on his knees, pulled down my
boxers and took me in his mouth. It wasn't really what I wanted but it felt
so good I really couldn't tell him to stop. After a minute or so he took me
back to his bedroom and took off his clothes too. I almost laughed because
I was 12 years old and I was bigger than he was. Anyway he started sucking
me again and asked if I wanted to suck him. I didn't want to, but I did
want to. It was very confusing. I knew already I liked boys, but I hadn't
thought about men. I was very horny by then so I did go ahead and suck him
too. When we were both finished I got dressed and left. He gave me $20
before I left. I know I shouldn't have, but I kept it.

 I didn't want to see him again, or thought I didn't, so I stayed away from
the pier for four or five days, but then I remembered how nice he had been
and how good it felt to have him hug me so I went back. When I saw him he
was very excited to see. He said he was afraid I was mad at him. Well I was
kind of, but when he invited me back to his house again, I knew exactly why
and what was going to happen. This time we didn't bother with the slow
part, we just went straight to his bedroom where he undressed and
himself. He sucked me again and rubbed himself on me. He begged me to...
to... you know, `enter' him."

"He wanted you to fuck him," I interrupt.

"Yes," Christian blushes deeply, "fuck him."

Christian is more embarrassed by the word more than by the act, but he
continues.

"I didn't really want to fuck him, I did not think he was that good
looking, but I also really wanted to try it, so I did. I guess he liked it
because he moaned and groaned and gave me $40 this time when I left. I
didn't really like him, well not that way anyway, but I kept going back
because I did like fucking I decided. I saw him a couple of days a week all
June and I would usually fuck him and he would suck me. He also kept giving
me money too so I kept going. Then one day we went back to his house and
there was another man there in Ralph's bedroom. He was in boxers. I was
confused and a little frightened when Ralph started to undress me as usual,
but he told me it would be okay. The other man took off his boxers and
started to suck me and I sucked Ralph. Then they switched positions. By now
I was getting used to the idea of two men and this man, Rich, was better
looking than Ralph and had a dick as big as mine, so I actually got into
it. Then Ralph told me Rich wanted to fuck me, but that he would make it
worth my while. I didn't like the idea that much, mostly because I wanted
something more romantic my first time and I didn't want Ralph watching, but
in the end I decided I needed the money and Rich was good looking so I said
okay.

It was better than I expected. Rich was very nice and made sure I was
comfortable and he took his time. In the end it felt pretty good and when I
got ready to leave Rich gave me $100."

I interrupted Christian again, "why did you want or think you needed the
money Christian?"

"I was planning on running away as soon as I had enough money."

I nodded my understanding and let him continue his story.

"For the rest of summer I would go to Ralph's house and meet him and other
men, not just Rich. Sometimes there would be two or three of them. Some of
them I let fuck me and I fucked some of them. Sometimes the men brought
other boys with them."

"Were these Serra Island guys? How old were they?" I ask.

"No, they were mostly Mexican boys from Empire City. The ages were a little
older than me, maybe 14 years old and some were younger, like maybe 10
years old because they didn't have any hair yet.

But that was how the summer went. I had a lot of sex that summer. When
school started I was going to Ralph's house maybe every other Saturday, but
then in February one of the men was someone I knew and I was afraid he'd
tell my family so I stopped going to Ralph's house. He has tried to talk to
me a couple of times, but I told him I don't want to visit anymore. He
looked sad and says we don't have to do the sex things if I don't want to
and I think he means it, but I think we would anyway."

I am a little blown away by the story. Christian is a lot more experienced
than I thought. There is a lot to talk about.

"I am going to treat you and talk to you as an adult Christian and hope you
can help me with some answers. Did these men use protection when they
fucked you?"

He shakes his head, "no."

"Have you been tested for diseases?" It is a delicate question, but
important.

"Yes, but not since January; Ralph took me to a free clinic in Empire City
and my results were good."

"How do you feel about Ralph and all these men now? Do you wish you'd never
met Ralph? Do you wish you'd never done anything with those men?"

Christian takes a long time to answer, he is obviously thinking it over,
"no I am glad I met Ralph. He was good to me. Even if everything wasn't
exactly what I wanted, no one ever hurt me or forced me. I know I could
have said no, but part of me liked the physical side, even if most of the
men wouldn't have been my choices."

Christian got a roguish smile, "but a couple of the men I liked very
much. I wouldn't mind being their boy if it was just the two of us."

I don't ask him which of the men he liked that much, but I am way curious,
"so let's get you tested again. Do you think you need to see a psychologist
or anything? Just a professional to talk to? I'll pay for it and no one has
to know, not even Felix if you don't want him to. No one would know what
you two say to each other."

"Thanks Tim, but you've done more for me than you know. I don't really need
a psychologist or anyone, I know what I was doing and I am fine with what
happened and I ended it on my terms. Letting me meet guys from school was
awesome. I don't know any gay boys from Empire Beach and I am afraid if I
tried to find the boys from Empire City, I'd get pulled back into the group
again. And just talking about it, "the group" with you, makes me feel
better and less alone."

"If you change your mind on any of this, let me know," I tell him.

Christian reopens his robe exposing his great body and says in a sultry
voice, "and if you change your mind on any of this, let me know."

I laugh, pull him into a hug and give him a peck on the lips, "you'll be
the first to know. Now you better get dressed, Felix will be back soon."

About an hour after Felix picks Christian leaves I get a text from Mikey,
`facetime at 10?' I text back, `okay, see you at 10.' Mikey and I FaceTime
a couple of times a week if we don't see each other at the club. I am glad
that I am talking to him tonight because I have a ton of questions for him.

I get a lot of work done and set up an overdue business to Europe for early
November. On a whim I schedule the return trip through the Cayman Islands
for a little beach R&R.

At 10:02PM I get a FaceTime request from Mikey that I accept. Mikey's face
comes on the screen and his face looks flushed.

"You looked flushed, have you been doing push-ups or something?"

"Ryan just left," and Mikey flashes me a huge grin.

"Ah, so you WERE doing push-ups," I jab him.

"Well one of us was," he says coyly.

"You are incorrigible Mikey!"

"Ain't I?"

"So besides corrupting the youth of Serra Island how are you?"

"I'm great, never better," Mikey says. "I am so glad you had Christian over
today. I thought maybe he was gay, but I wasn't sure and that isn't
something you just ask a guy, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah, especially in middle school. Do you think you guys will be buds and
hang out, stuff like that?"

"Maybe, we would a lot more if he lived in Serra Island and not Empire
Beach down the Golden Strand. That is a long ways for middle schoolers to
travel and I didn't get the idea he had a lot of support at home to drop
him off to hang with us. But we'll see. We'll certainly be there if he
needs us."

"Did you guys have fun with him playing video games?"

"Oh drop the act Gallagher," Mikey chides me, "as if you didn't have on the
video cam on in that room watching Sean and me fucking Christian."

Wow, fucking Christian. I really need to save that video clip off the hard
drive.

"No, I can honestly say I didn't have on the video cam on in that room
watching Sean and you fucking Christian."

"Oh, so you mean you turned it off when we were just blowing him."

I am busted, "something like that."

Mikey laughs, "oh gawd I knew it. You are as bad as me."

"Oh hell no Loftus, you are still getting laid twice as much as me. And
while we are on the topic, are you pimping me out to your friends? Why do
Ryan and Zac and all these SMS boys want to have sex with me."

"Well duh, have you looked in a mirror? You are hot, hung and gay. These
guys all know those three things about you and they know if they hook up
with you, you aren't telling anyone about it."

"When you were 13, who was the hot male star that every gay boy wanted?"

"Tom Cruise," I answered.

"So if you knew Tom Cruise, lived in the same town as him, saw him naked in
the club and knew gay guys who knew him and could introduce you; wouldn't
you have met him and flopped on your back?"

He has a point.

"Okay, but how did you know Ryan thought I was hot?"

"I know who everyone thinks is hot. I have a system. After I've had sex
with a guy we talk about lots of other sex stuff; like what would they like
to try and then I ask them what movie stars and athletes they think are hot
and would hook up with. From people like that, ones we don't know, I
casually ask about guys at school, teachers and guys from the club and
stuff. Because we are already talking about sex with guys that seem
unobtainable, like Tom Brady, they don't realize we are talking about guys
who are possible now. One name that always comes up in town is yours and
not just from the young guys; guys like Jake, Blake, Tony... ."

You could have knocked me over with a feather on Tony.

"Tony?" I asked innocently.

"Yeah, I was chatting with Tony in the sauna last week and he mentioned
that you had commented on his tattoo. He didn't think anything about it,
but I put two and two together."

"Okay, so I know Tony is one of the older guys you've been with, but if you
like him and you are in control of things and comfortable with the way
things are, I am fine. If they ever get not fine, you'll let me know,
right?"

"Right, but Tony is cool. He knows how to keep things on the down low."

I hope Tony never puts two and two together like Mikey did. Of course Tony
has no idea I've seen his video with Mikey.

I sigh, "I suppose you are going to let Tony fuck you now that you've
popped your cherry."

Mikey giggles, "I think you are jealous."

"No, yeah, I dunno," I stammer around, "maybe a little."

"Oh hell, Tony is the biggest bottom on the island, I don't know if he can
top."

Why does that make me feel better? I guess I am jealous, or protective, but
then maybe Tony thinks he is too. Mikey, for a young guy, seems a pretty
shrewd judge of character, so I'll believe him that Tony is a good guy.

While Mikey and I are talking on FaceTime he keeps looking down, like he is
working on something else too.

"Hey, what cha doin' there? Playing with your pud again?"

"Gawd no, Ryan did enough of that tonight to last me..." Mikey hesitates
trying to come up with a length of time.

"Twelve hours?" I suggest.

"Oh hell, not that long, but at least eight hours I'll say," I can't tell
from him impish grin if that means he has something set up tomorrow already
or if he is just jerking my chain.

We banter some more before he signs off and we agree to meet at the club
early Sunday for some racquetball. Mikey wants to go early because summer
is fading fast and he wants to get in all the beach time he can. After he
signs off I really want to check his cloud drive, but he may not be
finished yet so I'll wait until tomorrow to check out the new stuff.

Friday morning I wake up and read the note I put on my computer last night,
`Mikey's Collection.' Oh yeah, I have to see if he took any videos of him
and Ryan last night and if he has added anything new, then I have to save
them all to my cloud drive.

Sure enough, there is a new folder `Ulysses' and Ulysses is Christian. The
pictures show a lot of the three way that I saw happening on the in room
video cam, but the videos are very hot ones of first Sean fucking Christian
and then Mikey fucking him. Christian managed to cum both times. I copy the
folder to my cloud drive.

Next I open the `David' folder, that is Ryan. I can see there are a good
number of new photos dated yesterday and three new videos. The first two
videos are of Mikey sucking Ryan to climax and then Ryan sucking Mikey and
getting a mouthful. The third one is the one that caused me to jack off.

In the third video Ryan is on his back with his legs up. That sweet hole I
got to lick once or twice Tuesday is open and inviting. Mikey takes his
small dildo and inserts it slowly in Ryan. Once it is all the way in Mikey
moves it in and out while Ryan moans and lets loose a few `ah fucks.' After
about five minutes of that I hear Mikey ask Ryan, `are you ready for Tim?'

"Fuck yeah, I want it so bad," Ryan answers.

Mikey lubes up his 7 inch dildo and starts to insert it slowly into Ryan.

"Just put it in!" And Ryan grabs it and slides it all the way in.

He squirms and groans a little, and not one of the happy groans, but he
gets it in. He lets his hole adjust to it and then turns to Mikey.

"Now fuck me like Tim would."

Mikey starts sliding the 7 incher in and out of Ryan at a pretty good pace,
not unlike the pace I've fucked Mikey at before. Ryan for his part is
talking the whole time, `oh yeah Tim, fuck me', `drive that big dick in me
Tim' and the like. They go on for about seven minutes before Ryan is
blowing a load all over his stomach.

"Fuck I hope the real thing is that good," Ryan sighs after Mikey pulls the
dildo out.

I open the video back to the beginning, grab some lube and a golf towel
from my nightstand. I am not sure if there will be a "real" time between
Ryan and me, but if he were lying in front of me right now, I know I'd fuck
his lights out. I find myself talking too, `you like that Ryan', `take it
Ryan' and a scary, `fuck I love you Ryan' as I climax and ejaculate a huge
load into one of my special golf towels.

When I am done, I go find the surveillance video from Tuesday to be sure I
have those vids of Ryan and then the whole hour and a half plus of
Christian, Sean and Mikey in the movie room.

It isn't until around 1PM that I can get to the health club, just as I am
arriving, Deputy Chief of Police Tony Budetti is in the lobby looking like
he is ready to leave.

"Tony, can I bend your ear a few minutes?"

"Yeah," he smiles (there are those dimples again), "I can take some more
time at taxpayer expense."

"Sorry to disappoint you," I say in a half somber way, "this is police
business...  kinda."

Tony puts on a more serious face, "I'll let you buy me a lemonade and we
can chat in the cafe."

We get our drinks and settle in a quiet part of the café.

"What's up Tim?"

"Serra Island Police still handle Empire Beach, right?"

"Right, we have the contract for Empire Beach; Empire City has their own
police force, why do you ask?"

"I am worried about a kid in Empire Beach named Christian Ortega. I think
maybe he has been abused and may be in the future."

I watch Tony's eyes for a reaction when I say Christian's name. I think I
pick up a flicker, but I can't be sure. Tony is all business though.

"You better start at the beginning."

I unfold the part of the story I intend to share, about how Felix
approached me about his gay brother, about Felix's fears about his father
and then my meeting with Christian and his fears too.

"I think the father has already roughed up the kid beyond the norms of
discipline, but it is the next time I am worried about. As the kid gets
older it is going to be harder and harder to hide who he is I think."

"So you'd like me to go down and zap the old man with my taser a few good
jolts," Tony jokes, more relaxed and back in control.

"No, I'd like a phone number for you where I can reach you 24/7 for when
the excrement hits the air conditioning unit. My parents are registered
foster parents and they are ready to take Christian in any time things fall
apart."

"You won't call me looking for a date with the number will you?" Tony winks
at me.

"No, I'll just find you on Grindr where all the respectable divorced guys
are," I wink back.

Tony chokes on his drink, "okay, that is funny. Here is my number," he
recites it to me.

My workout is pretty uneventful as most of the high school guys come in in
the morning and head to the beach in the afternoon. The sauna and Jacuzzi
area is quiet too. Being Friday afternoon a lot of people are starting the
weekend already. I am getting ready to pack it in and head home when things
look up suddenly. Hunter Lindwall comes in the wet area. He is gorgeous
naked, he has those great legs and butt from being a runner.

"Hey Tim!" and Hunter flashes me a big smile.

"Hunter, how are you man?"

Hunter joins me in the Jacuzzi and comes over to where I am sitting.

"Big plans for tonight?" I ask him.

"Not hardly," he says, shaking his head sadly, "my parents are gone for the
weekend so I should be having a rager, but that just isn't me. So I'll
probably stop by De Stefano's, get a sandwich and watch Dateline."

"Not even a dance in your jockey underwear," I tease him.

I get a blank look.

"Tom Cruise? Risky Business?"

"Sorry, I've never seen it, should I?"

"O-M-G, it is one of the ultimate teen parents-are-gone movies of all
time!"

"Maybe I can find it online," he says.

"I have a copy. Maybe you'd, you know...  like to come over and we can
watch it?"

Hunter laughs, "you are kidding right? You don't have a date on a Friday
night?"

"Well not yet," and I give him that look that says, `that date can be you.'

"You're serious; you'd hang out with me tonight?"

"Totally serious, why wouldn't I be?"

"Because I'm a geeky red headed senior to be who will probably graduate
without breaking 130 pounds."

"You may not break 130 pounds, but I bet you break 16 minutes in cross
country by CIF and break 9:20 in the 3200 this year."

"How do you know this stuff?"

He is amazed I know his times and capabilities, but the Internet, as Mikey
likes to remind me, is an amazing thing. I know what times he ran last year
and what his goals are this year from the Islander XC & Track web pages.

"Do you want me to come over after dinner?"

"Why don't you come over for dinner? We can stick with your plan of
sandwiches from De Stefano's or I can grill some steaks and potatoes."

"Steaks sounds pretty primal, you don't mind?"

"Naw it will be a great night tonight for grilling. You know where I live
right?"

"Yeah, right across from the beach, should I park out front?"

"No, come around back and I'll leave the back gate open. Come by 6ish or
so?"

I take off after we agree on the time, because I need to run by Whole Foods
and get some steaks, salad, potatoes and a nice Italian bread to make
grilled garlic bread.

Hunter pulls in my back gate at 6:12PM, a nice time. 6PM exactly would have
looked too anxious, 6:15 too calculating and 6:30, too late. His car is a
nice, late model Lexus GS 350. He gets out looking like a Serra Island boy
on a date. His hair is nicely gelled with his short hair flipped up in
front; he has on a Hawaiian shirt, dressy shorts and flip flops. I get off
the couch to greet him with a hug and he smells like a boy on a date too, a
nice cologne, Armani I think.

"Welcome," I say, trying to sound grandiose.

"Thanks," he grins, looking a little shy.

"What can I get you to drink?"

"What are you having?" he asks.

"I was going to have a nice Chardonnay."

"Can I join you?" he asks anxiously.

"I think it'll be okay."

I open a bottle of Chardonnay from the outside refrigerator and pour us two
glasses. I sit on a couch and Hunter sits by me, not too close, not too far
away. I think he is still trying to figure out if this is a date or not. We
sit as the evening cool comes and I get Hunter to tell me all about him. He
is just adorable when he gets excited about a topic.

After half an hour I throw on the steaks. The potatoes have been on 45
minutes already, so they should finish with the steaks. In the last five
minutes I'll throw on the garlic bread. As I put the food on the outside
dining table I open a Merlot to go with the meat.

Dinner couldn't be more delightful. I am pretty sure it is a date, or at
least I hope it is, because it is the best date I've had in six
months. When the food is gone we return to the same couch. Hunter sits a
little closer, but he is still at a distance that says he doesn't know if
he should sit closer or not. I guess it is up to me to take charge a
little. I lean forward and pull Hunter back into me. His back rests against
me and I wrap my arms around him.

"Comfortable?" I ask Hunter.

"Mmmm, very," he says dreamily.

We stay that way for about 15 minutes, not saying anything, just enjoying
the warmth of each other's bodies. My right hand is caressing his bare
belly under his shirt. Hunter's eyes are closed and his right hand is
draped over my left leg.

"When do you want to watch the movie," he asks me in a low voice.

"Tomorrow morning," I whisper in his ear.

He opens his eyes, tilts his head to look at me and smiles. That was when I
kissed him.

We kissed very slowly and deliberately. It was passionate, but without any
urgency.

"Do you want to move into the bedroom," I ask him.

"I think we should."

We undressed each other with the same slow deliberateness we had been
kissing with and crawled into bed naked. Even though we were both sporting
erections, his being a very credible 6˝ inches, neither one of us
climaxed that night. We both did a lot of exploring with our hands, mouths
and tongues, made out a lot, did a good bit of grinding, but neither of us
felt the need to go further. We fell asleep with Hunter draped over me, his
head buried in my neck.

Oh... but the next morning I did fuck him twice in my bed, once in the
shower and sucked him off twice.

End of Chapter Ten