Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2009 12:38:02 -0800
From: Tom Baxter <tbax93722@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pensacola 18

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Pensacola - Chapter 18
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Josh awoke early as the dawn sun gleamed through his bedroom window. He
loved Saturdays; not having any cares or responsibilities for the next 48 hours.
He rolled over and his face met the mop of Brandon's hair. He took a deep
breath and reveled in the scent of his little sweetie.

He put his arm over Brandon and scooted closer to feel the warmth of Brandon's
body against his. Josh had reached a new height of happiness in the past few
days. Things had returned to how they were in the springtime when Brandon and
Josh's relationship was fresh and had an air of naiveté.

They hadn't hung out with Ryan yet, as they were still re-cementing their own
bond, but Josh had seen Ryan at work and he seemed upbeat, without hard
feelings over the whole situation. Josh was hoping that they would be able to
spend time with Ryan as they all enjoyed each other's company and it looked like
this was a likelihood.

Brandon groaned and crawled out of bed to use the bathroom. Josh opened his
eyes as Brandon stood up and smiled at his morning wood. "Now how is he
gonna pee through that?" Josh chuckled to himself as he once again closed his
eyes and snuggled into his pillow. A few minutes later he felt Brandon crawling
back into the bed and working his way back into Josh's embrace.

They enjoyed the comfort of the bed and each other as they lightly snoozed and
snuggled for the next couple of hours. Finally, Josh rose and coaxed Brandon out
of bed as well. "Let me sleep!" Brandon moaned. "No, come on, we got a big day
planned, get up and take a shower with me!" Josh pleaded.

"Ok... but give me a sec to wake up" Brandon groaned. Josh went to the sink
and brushed his teeth. Brandon sat up in the bed, but didn't get completely onto
his feet as he was still waking up. Josh took a couple of steps over to the shower
and turned on the water to warm it up. As Josh was spitting out the toothpaste,
Brandon began to stagger towards the bathroom.

"Come here sweetie" Josh turned and said as he put his arms out to hug his
young boyfriend. Brandon shuffled along, arms at his side into Josh's arms.
Brandon buried his face into Josh's chest and moaned as Josh put his arms
around him. "What's your issue?" Josh questioned with a smile. "It's early!!"
Brandon whimpered.

"Ohh! Poor baby!" Josh mocked him jokingly. "Come on, join me in the shower
and I'll wake you up!" Josh suggested with a wink. They stepped into the shower
stall together and Josh adjusted the temperature to be perfect for them.

Josh began rubbing the warm water on Brandon's smooth skin. Josh really
enjoyed his morning shower, sometimes staying until the water ran cold, but
adding Brandon to it made it even better!

Josh's hands ran down Brandon's back and out around his bubble butt. Brandon
came to life a little and he lifted his limp arms wrapping them around Josh's trim
waist. Josh pulled Brandon into him and their cocks ground into one another.
Brandon went from limp to full mast in about 30 seconds and Josh wasn't far
behind him.

"Looks like ur ready to go!" Josh teased. Brandon just giggled and hugged Josh
tighter as he lightly pumped his hips towards his boyfriend. Josh tipped his head
towards the jetting water and took a mouthful. He then puckered his lips and
forced a stream of water out of his mouth onto Brandon's face. Brandon laughed
and closed his eyes to keep from getting water in them. Then Brandon leaned in
and captured a mouthful of water himself.

Josh opened his mouth to receive the water as Brandon began squirting it at him
and then quickly closed his mouth and shot it back at Brandon. "Hey! That's not
fair!" Brandon squealed in protest.

"Well maybe you'll think this is fairer!" said Josh as he flipped him around and
forced him up against the tiled shower wall as he began licking Brandon's ear,
neck and shoulders. "Oooh!" Brandon sighed as he put his hands on the wall to
keep from smashing his face.

Josh licked his way down to Brandon's tailbone and then explored the top of his
crack with his tongue. Brandon just hugged the wall and separated his legs
slightly. Josh recognized this subtle invitation to explore further and pulled the
globes of his melon shaped ass apart, exposing his most private region.

Josh dove in and bathed his puckered hole with his wet tongue. "Aaaaah!"
Brandon moaned as his knees buckled slightly sticking his ass more into Josh's
face. Josh flicked his tongue faster across Brandon's tight asshole and attempted
to break the seal of his sphincter as he tried in vain to insert his tongue.

Josh had both hands on Brandon's ass holding it apart and pressing him into the
wall. Brandon was reaching a new level of ecstasy as he began humping his dick
into the tile wall. His hard cock rubbed on the smooth tile while Josh's hungry
tongue lathered his ass from behind.

"Fuck that's hot!" screamed Brandon as he pumped the unforgiving wall even
harder. Josh stayed at his task as Brandon started howling "Aah! Aah! Fuuuck!"
Brandon's body froze as he shot his load into the tight space between his body
and the shower wall. Josh suddenly realized that Brandon had cum and was
surprised because he had never even touched his cock. "Shit dude! You came?"
"Ya, sorry!" Brandon replied panting.

"No problem" Josh laughed "but we should spray that tile down before it dries on
the wall!" he joked. Brandon blushed a little as he saw the long drippy string of
cum oozing down the shower wall.

                            ===============

The sunshine reflected brightly off the surf as Josh and Brandon crossed the
bridge onto Perdido Key, a barrier island west of Pensacola that extended out to
the Alabama state line and beyond. Josh thought that Pensacola Beach was
beautiful, but the panorama that lay before him now was almost beyond
description.

The mixture of the emerald water, the white sand, and the blindingly bright
sunshine framed the setting. The ocean was dotted with boats and windsurfers,
and the beach was filled with people relaxing and playing.

"This place is cool!" Brandon exclaimed. "You've never been out here? It's so
close to home" Josh questioned. "Fuck no... mom and me never go anywhere!"
Brandon reminded him.

"We're going about 5 miles down the beach from here, but I'm sure it will be just
as cool down there" Josh informed Brandon. Josh realized as he drove his BMW
down the highway on the sand spit that this was the beach that he frequently flew
over and would simulate emergency landings upon. This was the beach that he
buzzed on his very first solo flight.

They passed hotels, condos, restaurants, as well as sea shell and t-shirt shops.
People were crossing the highway with their surfboards going from their condos
on the Intracoastal Waterway over to the beach with its inviting, but somewhat
smallish waves.

"Looks like parking is going to be an issue down here" Josh observed as they
neared the Flori-Bama. "It looks like they got parking over there, but they're
chargin ten bucks!" Brandon exclaimed. "Fuck, I'd pay fifty just to find a place to
put this thing right now! Tell me when it's clear on the right" replied Josh.

They parked and got their things before crossing the traffic clogged highway to
the beach. There seemed to be thousands of people all over the beach. They
waited in about a ten minute line to pay their five dollar entry fee to the National
Beach Volleyball Championship Tournament. The beach was cordoned off such
that once the fee was paid, one could watch the volleyball games, enjoy the surf,
get something to eat, or just lay on a towel and people watch.

They found their way through the crowd up towards the sand volleyball courts.
"You wanna get something to eat before we watch a game?" Josh asked as they
passed by a food stand. "Ya, that sounds good!" agreed Brandon. Josh thought
that an ordinary bbq burger always tasted so much better at outdoor events like
this than they did in the backyard. Brandon got a foot long hot dog.

"You tryin to make up for shortages in other places?" Josh teased. "Huh?"
Brandon replied as he missed the joke. "Ur foot long wiener there... are you tryin
to make up for something?" Josh repeated. "Oh... Fuck off dude!" Brandon
laughed as he got it.

They went to the next stand for beverages. Josh got a beer, but bought Brandon
a coke. It didn't seem like an environment that Brandon should be drinking.
Brandon agreed with this decision.

They found themselves a good spot between the crowd and the surf to set down
their towel and eat their lunch. "I love the beach" Josh commented in a longing
sort of way. "Ya, me too. This is really cool! All these people and the games and
the ocean and all" Brandon added.

"Look at that hoochie in her bikini!" Brandon cracked as a woman walked by in a
swim suit that was so small it barely covered her ass cheeks or nipples. "Some
people find that attractive" Josh laughed. "Well, not me!" Brandon stated with
conviction.

"Well, would you rather be looking at a fat guy like this one, or the skinny lady
with the big boobs?" Josh joked as a man with an enormous belly came by. "Shit!
At least give me some decent choices to choose from... that dude has man-
titties!" Brandon exclaimed. "Ya, and it seems that those are always the first guys
to take their shirts off at the beach too, huh?" Josh agreed.

"Let's take our shirts off and show these people what guys should look like!" Josh
suggested. "You can show them what they should look like, I'm just scrawny"
Brandon observed. "I like how you look with ur shirt off!" said Josh as he stood
and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Brandon looked up from the towel and
watched the muscles in Josh's arms flex as he lifted them over his head. His
muscular abdomen was tight and inviting as well. "You really do look hot!"
Brandon told him. "Thanks lil buddy, why don't you take yours off too" Josh
complimented. "Ok" Brandon replied.

After receiving some interested stares from both girls and guys, as well as
checking out lots of skin themselves, they decided to go watch some volleyball.
They checked out the standings board and realized that they didn't know any of
the teams anyway, so it really didn't matter who they watched.

They picked a court and worked their way to a position where they could see.
Four incredibly built guys were battling back and forth with the ball. With only two
players on each side, Brandon was noticing how fast they had to move. He
figured that they set the ball up fairly high on their own side of the court so that
their partner had a chance to hit the ball and then they would knock it across the
net as low as possible to not afford the other team that same time.

Sometimes, when they were jumping to hit a hard shot, they would fall into the
sand. The sand would stick to their sweat covered bodies. Brandon thought this
looked pretty hot, but he still preferred Josh's body over all of these guys.

As they wandered from court to court checking out the players, the amazing
shots, and the spectators, they were approached by a couple guys. "Hey dudes!
We're setting up a game down by the water. Do ya wanna play for a while?"
"Sure!" replied Brandon, eager to try out some of the moves he had been
watching.

"Are you guys any good?" the guy asked. "We can play, but we're not any good"
Josh quickly answered. He wanted to make sure that Brandon didn't overstate
their abilities and get them into trouble. "That's cool... We're not as good as
these guys we're watchin here either. We figured we'd play four on four, so help
us find some more guys!" he suggested.

The two guys who befriended Josh and Brandon introduced themselves as Dave
and Zach. They managed to grab four more guys out of another group and since
they had already made friends with Dave and Zach, Brandon and Josh paired up
with them to make a team.

There were a couple guys on the other team who were really good, but Zach was
playing really hot, and with a lot of support from Josh, Brandon and Dave they
held their own and had actually gone ahead.

On the game point for Josh and Brandon's team, Josh dove and knocked a ball
back into play right before it hit the sand. Dave managed to get his fingers on the
wobbling ball before it once again went down and tapped it towards Zach. He
expertly bumped the ball straight up getting it back under control and giving
Brandon time to set up for the spike.

Brandon jumped high and punched the ball down like a rocket, just clearing the
net and into the sand on the other side. The other three cheered and ran towards
Brandon, all coming together in a group hug around him. Josh loved it when
Brandon would make a good play as Brandon would shine with confidence.

They hung with Zach and Dave for the rest of the afternoon enjoying their
company and getting to know each other. "So are you guys brothers?" Dave
asked. "Kinda" Brandon replied. "Actually, we're boyfriends!" Josh announced.
Brandon was suddenly frightened being so abruptly outed to these obviously
straight guys and took a step towards Josh as he awaited their reaction.

"That's cool!" Dave replied. "Ya, that would be cool to have ur best friend be the
one you fuck around with too... Too bad ur so fuckin gross Dave!" Zach cracked.
"Fuck you!" Dave retorted.

It was very liberating for Josh to be able to come out to these two jocks without
the fear of Navy retribution. He even wondered if some of his Navy buddies might
react the same way. They all liked him and they liked Brandon too, so why
shouldn't they like them together?

As the sun neared the horizon and the shadows grew long on the beach. Josh
and Brandon said goodbye to their new friends, sharing numbers so they might
get together again sometime. As they walked back to where they parked the
Beamer, they shared their experiences of the day. Joyfully they discussed the
awesome tournament play, laughed about the hoochie lady and relived their
triumphant victory with Brandon's game winning shot.

They drove back over the bridge with a hint of regret. Summer would soon be
over and though they could visit the beach throughout the winter, it would be
different with the crowds and the heat of the summer sun gone.

                           ===============

Josh prepared the white board in the briefing room with his assigned aircraft, the
flight plan and the predicted weather as he waited for his flight instructor to arrive.
He was flying with LT Garcia, the instructor who treated him so much like an
equal that day that Josh had the electrical failure while airborne.

LT Garcia, however, was also the instructor that had given Ryan the `Down' that
started his whole ordeal with fighting to stay in flight school. Ryan himself had
admitted that he probably deserved the flight failure though, so Josh really
couldn't hold that against the lieutenant.

"Good morning Josh!" LT Garcia greeted him. "Good morning sir" Josh replied.
"So what are we flying today?" the lieutenant asked. Josh knew that he probably
had read the flight schedule and knew what syllabus hop they would be flying, so
he took this as a signal that the lieutenant wanted him to brief the hop.

Josh explained the maneuvers that they would perform on this flight dubbed
`Fam-18'. It was a late syllabus hop designed to re-familiarize the student with
landings, aerobatics and emergency procedures. It also served as a `safe-for-
solo' check ride for a solo flight that Josh would be scheduled to fly sometime in
the next week where he would perform the same maneuvers by himself.

"Good brief Josh, let's go see if our aircraft is ready" the lieutenant suggested.
Josh felt more and more like a fleet aviator every day. The instructors didn't yell
anymore, they simply offered guidance when something could have been
performed better.

Josh was being told though, that as he moved up through each stage of flight
school... Primary to Intermediate and then to Advanced, he would fall back to
being a lowly student again before he once again gained experience and the
respect of his instructors in each stage.

He thought about how many times he had been through this before in his life –
he finished middle school and then was at the bottom of the heap in high school.
Then after 4 years of building back up to a position of status he graduated and
fell back to the bottom again as he entered the university. He knew he would
work his way up a few more ladders only to fall back down as he advanced
throughout his career.

After a routine start and taxi, Josh rolled down the runway and lifted his aircraft
skyward into another bright Florida morning. He felt good and realized that he
was really lucky to have this job where he was paid to do something so fantastic.
He flew his plane out into the southern portion of Area 1. He looked down and
could see the bridge that he crossed to Perdido Key with Brandon just a few days
earlier. He marveled at how different it looked from almost two miles up in the
sky, but still it was beautiful.

"Ok... we can't simulate this emergency, but why don't you tell me what you
would do right now if the aircraft sustained such structural damage that it
wouldn't fly anymore" the lieutenant quizzed Josh. "What kind of damage are we
talking about?" Josh questioned.

"I don't know... say you hit something like another aircraft during a dog fight, or
maybe you overstressed the aircraft on an aerobatic maneuver and buckled the
wing. But, let's assume the plane is no longer producing lift and it's just ballistic...
what would you do?" LT Garcia clarified.

"Well, if its not flying, I gotta get out of it" Josh reasoned. "I would stabilize the
aircraft as much as possible, pull the canopy back and lock it open, pull my
emergency egress handle on the seat, stand up, jump out behind the wing and
count to three before pulling my parachute rip-cord to make sure I'm clear of the
aircraft" Josh continued. "And what if the canopy is damaged and won't open?"
the lieutenant probed further. "I would pull out my survival knife and hack my way
through the canopy" Josh concluded.

"Good job Josh, now let's set up for some barrel rolls. Now try to really hit your
numbers on these. You're an accomplished pilot now, these should be perfect"
LT Garcia instructed. "Aye, aye sir!" Josh eagerly replied as he pushed the
throttle forward to Military Rated Thrust and lowered the nose to gain airspeed.

Josh really did feel like an accomplished pilot as he pulled off his helmet after the
flight. Though he knew he still had a lot to learn before he could catapult off the
bow of an aircraft carrier in a Jet, he felt very comfortable performing all of the
maneuvers he had been taught in the T-34.

As the two of them entered the Ready Room to debrief, the Flight Duty Officer
asked them to wait for the Commanding Officer. Josh and LT Garcia stood there
wondering what this was all about. A few minutes later, CDR Richardson came
into the Ready Room from his office down the hall.

"Can I have everybody's attention please!" The CO called out across the Ready
Room. Multiple conversations and flight briefings immediately came to a halt at
the commander's request.

"I received message traffic this morning from Naval Air Station Meridian that our
very own Ensign Scott, here, has been accepted into the Jet Training Class
commencing on September 19th" the CO announced. The Ready Room broke
out into cheers and applause. The commander and LT Garcia congratulated
Josh and shook his hand while his buddies patted him on the back.

"Now we just need to get you through these last few flights so you have plenty of
time to move to Mississippi" CDR Richardson concluded. "Move to Mississippi"
Josh thought to himself. He knew all summer that a move somewhere was
inevitable, and Mississippi was just where he wanted to go because that was Jet
Country and it was still close enough to get back to Pensacola on a regular basis,
but the thought of moving away from Brandon hit him hard at this moment.

 "Damn Josh... you came here with one goal in mind – to get Jets, and now
you've got it! That's gotta feel good!" Joe congratulated him. Josh smiled and
graciously nodded. It was exactly what he wanted, so he couldn't quite justify the
mixed emotions. After exploring these feelings, however, he realized that it was
just another of life's transitions, and there would be plenty more of them in the
coming years.

                             ===============

There was a knock on the door at Josh's apartment. Brandon bounced over to
the door to answer it. "Hey cutie!" Ryan greeted him as he saw Brandon's smiling
face. "Hey Ryan!" Brandon chirped.

They hugged platonically. Ryan knew his new place in his relationship with Josh
and Brandon. "Hey Bud!" Josh greeted him as he entered the living room. "So
congratulations dude! The word is all over the Ready Room" Ryan praised.

"Congratulations for what?" Brandon asked curiously. "I'm sorry! I didn't know
you hadn't told him yet" Ryan apologized. "No problem, it's not a secret... I just
didn't rush home to tell Brandon because it's kind of bitter-sweet" Josh explained.
"Well it's the best possible outcome for you guys, so I would say it's `sweet'"
Ryan chuckled at his wit.

"What the fuck are you guys talking about!" Brandon complained. "Tell me!"

"It was announced today that I was selected for Jets" Josh explained. "Well that's
good right? It's what you wanted, ur getting ur dream!" Brandon replied.

"Ya, it is good, and I'm excited about it" Josh paused. "But the bitter part is that I
have to move to Mississippi and soon" Josh explained. Brandon knew for months
now that this was coming, but he was always able to reason that it was a long
way off in the future. But now it wasn't. It was right upon them.

"How soon?" Brandon questioned. "Three weeks, maybe four" Josh answered
softly. "Oh" was Brandon's one syllable reply.

"Shit dude! Ur not very good at breaking bad news" Ryan broke in. "You gotta tell
him about the good part too!" Ryan prompted. "What good part?" Brandon perked
up a little bit. "Well, NAS Meridian is only about 3 hours from here. So, I can
come visit a lot, probably almost every weekend!" Josh explained with a little
more enthusiasm.

"Ok, well that sounds better" Brandon decided. "If you gotta move someplace
anyways, movin someplace that I can still see you is not so bad" he concluded.

"Shit, does anybody got a beer around here!" Ryan broke the somber mood.
"Sure! Sorry dude" Josh replied as he went to the refrigerator and pulled out
three beers.

Brandon went over and turned the stereo on and Josh opened the patio door and
went outside. "Are we hangin out here?" Ryan asked as he poked his head out
the door. "Sure... and leave the door open so we can hear the music" Josh
replied.

They caught up with each other as they had not all hung out in several weeks
now. "So I went out with Spence a couple days ago" Ryan revealed. "Shit, are
you still tryin to tap that boy! It'll never happen, he's hopelessly straight!" laughed
Brandon. "No... we just get along real good so we like hangin out" Ryan
explained.

"Well guess who we found is not so straight!" Josh blurted out. "Josh!" Brandon
scolded. "Well, it shouldn't be a secret from Ryan!" Josh reasoned. "Who?" Ryan
asked with interest. "John... It turns out Brandon was boning him while we were
preoccupied workin on ur Down" Josh divulged. "I wasn't boning him!" Brandon
corrected. "Ok, Ok, but you were slobbin his salami at least" Josh amended
himself.

"So you guys found out about that one, huh?" Ryan chuckled. "What?! You
already knew" Brandon demanded. "Ya, Spence told me bout a month ago"
replied Ryan. "But he told me not to tell!" Ryan added in his own defense.

"Well, that would have been nice to know" Brandon sulked. "Why? Cuz it woulda
saved you time gettin into his pants?" Josh cracked. "No!!" Brandon objected,
now laughing himself. "It just woulda made it so we coulda talked about stuff
sooner" he clarified. "Ya, ya lover boy!" Ryan teased.

"Well, John and me don't even speak anymore" said Brandon. "Why's that"
questioned Ryan. "He wanted to be my boyfriend and I told him I already had
two!" laughed Brandon.

They all smiled at the comedy of that situation, but there was a pregnant pause
as they all pondered Brandon's statement. Yes, they had all been boyfriends until
recently. "That doesn't mean he can't talk to you anymore. Hell, I still talk to you
fuckers!" Ryan joked. "Fuck you too!" Brandon joked back.

"Ok you two potty mouths, who needs another beer?" They both raised their
hands. They started drinking fresh beers as they sat on Josh's patio. A few
minutes later, they noticed Steve walking up to the Quadplex.

"Hey Steve!" Ryan yelled out. "Steve! Shit, we haven't seen you in ages!" said
Josh. "Ya, Brandon told me you guys would all be hangin over here tonight and I
had some free time so I figured I'd come over and say hello" Steve replied as he
walked into the patio enclosure.

"I can't stay long, I gotta date later!" Steve announced. "With a girl?" Josh pried.
"Of course with a girl!" Steve replied in cocky tone. "It's a fair question, with you
bein bi and all" Ryan defended Josh. "I like girls, I'm not bi" Steve declared
shaking his head back and forth.

"Well, what you did with us kinda makes you bi" Ryan reasoned. "What I did with
you guys was just getting my rocks off! That's all it was. I'm not bi!" demanded
Steve. "Just the fact that you can get it off with a guy makes you bi" Ryan insisted
one more time. "Fuck you!" Steve yelled.

"Ok, drop it you two before you start punchin each other" suggested Josh. "Ok, I
guess we'll agree to disagree, cuz I still say he's bi" Ryan smiled as he got in one
more jab. "Faggot!" Steve shot back, now smiling too.

"I think it's great if you wanna date girls Steve" said Josh. "I think you should do
whatever makes you happy and fuck the labels. I don't care if ur straight, bi or
polka dotted" Josh added. "I liked him better bi" Brandon threw in, joking.

"So what have you been up to besides expanding your sexual portfolio" asked
Josh. "You know... enjoying summer and shit. What have you guys been up to?"
Steve replied. "Well, Brandon's been messin around with John!" Josh cracked.
"Which John?" Steve demanded. "Spence and John... that John" Josh answered.

"Fuckin John Engalls is gay!" Steve hooted. "God Josh, you just can't keep a
secret tonight can ya?" Brandon protested. "Sorry dude, I just think it's classic!"
Josh laughed, definitely sounding buzzed.

"John is a fuckin jock... is Spence gay too?" Steve questioned. "No, Spence is
straight!" Ryan insisted. "How the fuck would you know?" doubted Steve. "Cuz
Ryan wants him and Spence won't go for it!" Josh laughed. "Fuck Josh... simmer
down!" suggested Brandon. "Josh had a couple of drinks at the O'Club this
afternoon to celebrate Jets!" explained Ryan.

"That's fuckin wild that John's a faggot!" Steve was still having a time with it. "You
better not tell anybody... or else!" said Brandon. "Or else what? Fag boy!" Steve
taunted. "Or else I tell everyone that u sucked dick" Brandon threatened.

"That's right... 'sucked', past tense!" Steve defended himself. "I don't think the
guys at school care if it was past tense, future tense or any tense; suckin dick is
suckin dick!" Brandon replied. "Ok, Ok, I guess ur right, I won't tell anybody"
Steve reluctantly agreed.

"Awesome get-together ur havin Josh... everyone's yellin at one another" Ryan
laughed. "Ya, and we're on the porch bein a bit loud with the gay talk... let's take
it inside" Josh suggested. "Ya, I need a beer!" Steve announced.

"So why don't you go out with John?" Brandon asked Ryan. "Cuz Spence asked
me not to" he answered. "Why would he do that?" Brandon inquired. "He thinks
he would lose his two good friends" Ryan explained. "What?! I don't see what
one has to do with the other" said Josh.

"Well if he has two good friends, that are both gay, and they hook up together...
where does that leave him?" asked Ryan. "With two good friends that are
hooking up together" Josh oversimplified the situation. "Well, he doesn't feel that
way and I respect that" said Ryan. "Ur just still in love with Spence! That's why ur
not chasin John" Brandon teased. "Fuck you!" replied Ryan as he threw an empty
beer can at Brandon. "Aah!" Brandon squealed as he dodged the incoming can.

"Fuck, that was a wild night, between you blurting shit out and Steve denying
being bi" Brandon relived to Josh after the others had gone home. "Ya, a couple
of times I thought we'd be busting up a fight!" Josh agreed.

Josh walked over to Brandon and slid his arm around his waist. Brandon smiled
and turned towards Josh putting one hand on his chest as he looked into Josh's
eyes.

"I think it's really neat we can hang with our friends, or even those cool guys at
the beach the other day, and then be a couple when it's over" pondered Brandon.
"That's right sweetie, It's just you and me" Josh said softly as pulled Brandon
around into a hug and leaned down and kissed his forehead.

                              ===============

Josh rolled up to Brandon's Trailer, and Brandon ecstatically ran to wards the
BMW as he always did. "How bout we go to the mall sweetie?" Josh suggested.
"Sounds great! Lookin for something specific?" Brandon inquired. "I was thinking
that we have ignored that mop on your head too long, wanna get a hair cut?"
replied Josh. "Sure, that would be awesome!" said Brandon.

"I made you an appointment with that same hair guy at Cordova Mall, I guess his
name is `Christopher'" Josh mocked the gayish name. "Cool! He did an great job
last time" said Brandon. They hopped on the freeway and headed south.

"Ah, the cutest couple in Pensacola!" announced Christopher when he saw Josh
and Brandon enter the salon. Josh was a little self conscious about being so
publicly acknowledged as being gay, but he was getting a little more used to it.
Brandon, on the other hand, loved having these people realize that Josh was `his
man'.

"So what are we doing with this today, honey?" asked Christopher in a drag
queen style accent. He lightly touched  Brandon's overgrown hair as if a rodent
might run out of it. Josh explained that what he did before was so cool and hoped
he could re-create it. "Well, if you would have come back a little sooner it would
have been a lot easier, but I sure we can do something for your little hottie here"
Christopher scolded them with a smile.

"Ya, its been a busy summer" Brandon agreed. "My mom trimmed it a couple
times so I didn't have split ends" he added. "I see..." Christopher replied in a
doubting tone, as he ran his fingers out to Brandon's tips. Josh thought
Christopher was being a little snooty. Sure, they hadn't been back for almost 3
months, but they were back now and they had specifically requested him!

Christopher was able to work his magic and Brandon was once again
transformed from suburban tramp kid to chic hot. "That's awesome!" Brandon
announced when he looked in the mirror. "Of course!" Christopher congratulated
himself.

"Now how bout you, sailor?" Christopher turned to Josh. "Na, I just go to the base
barber" Josh admitted. "Looks like it! You military boys have no respect for your
hair!" Christopher exclaimed. "You boys are hot, but you could be so much hotter
with just a little work... Here, I'll do a cut and style on the house just to show you"
he suggested.

"Come on Josh! Do it! I wanna see you with a really hot cut!" Brandon coaxed.
"Ooo-k" Josh finally agreed. Christopher went to work on Josh. His hair was
short, so Christopher didn't have a lot to work with, but he gave Josh a couple
spiky hairs on top along with a couple locks that drooped over his forehead.
Brandon was loving it. He could tell Josh was going to look great!

Josh had to agree, when he looked in the mirror. Christopher had taken his four
dollar military haircut and made it a look worthy of a magazine cover. Now you
boys aren't just the cutest couple, you're fabulous!" Christopher congratulated.

They thank their stylist and Josh tipped him extra well for doing such a good job
and not even charging for his own haircut. "Now I wanna see you boys back in no
longer than four weeks this time" Christopher reminded them as they left. "Ok!"
they both agreed.

"Wow, that dude's a trip!" Brandon confided when they were out of the salon.
"Ya, some people just seem to be gayer than others, huh?" Josh observed. "Well,
I don't know how you can get any gayer than us" Brandon joked, "but we don't
act like that!"

"I don't understand it completely, but I think the same thing that makes us want
guys makes him act like a queen... he's just got more of it!" Josh reasoned.
Brandon wasn't convinced. He admired Christopher's hair cutting skills, but there
wasn't anything about that guy that he wanted to compare to himself. Brandon
didn't feel that he was attracted to Josh because he was afflicted with some sort
of `feminine' gene. It just felt natural. It felt right.

They took the Scenic Highway along Pensacola Bay on the way back to Josh's. It
wasn't really on the way, but they felt like a nice drive. Josh looked over at his
sweetie and smiled. "What?!" Brandon laughed when he caught Josh looking
over about the fourth time.

"I'm just lookin" Josh admitted. "Well ur makin me self... uh, uh" Brandon replied,
not able to finish the statement. "Self conscious?" Josh chuckled. "Ya, whatever!"
Brandon laughed. Josh put his hand on Brandon's knee and looked at him again.
Brandon saw the intense look in Josh's eyes.

The joking atmosphere was suddenly over as Brandon realized that Josh had
something on his mind. "What is it?" Brandon asked. "Oh nothing" Josh replied.
"Don't tell me `nothing'! I know when something is up with you! What is it?"
Brandon demanded.

Josh waited for a while before he replied. "I'm just thinking about how we aren't
gonna be able to just do this anytime we want anymore" he said softly with
regret. "Ya, but I don't wanna spend the time we have left worrying about not
havin much time left... I just wanna have fun" Brandon suggested.

Brandon looked at his boyfriend and saw a tear roll down his cheek. "Please
don't cry Josh" Brandon begged. "We're still gonna see each other." Brandon
whimpered himself. Brandon really didn't like it when Josh cried. It was like the
rock that he depended on was crumbling!

Josh squeezed Brandon's knee and they drove on along the pine covered cliffs
above the Bay. They drove in silence for some time, both knowing that Josh was
right. Things were about to change... and change drastically.

When they arrived back at the apartment they went inside quietly. The parting of
Lorna's blinds did not even bring the normal smile to their faces. When they got
through the door they fell into each others arms and kissed deeply.

Josh ran his fingers through Brandon's freshly cut hair. "God you look good" Josh
murmured. "You look awesome too!" Brandon replied softly. Josh offered
Brandon his hand and led him to the sofa where they continued to make out.

The sun was setting and an orange glow traveled across the walls of Josh's living
room. By the time the sun went down and left them in darkness, they were just
laying on the sofa together, in silence simply enjoying the presence of the
other.

After about an hour, Josh stirred. "How bout a hot tub?" he suggested. Brandon
lifted his head and smiled "Ya, I'd like that" he agreed.

After the tub was filled with water, Josh lit some candles and turned out the
lights. Brandon settled into the suds and looked back eagerly for Josh to join him.
Now that Josh was naked, Brandon was able to fully relish the sight of his body
in the dim candle light. It was so tight, so toned, so muscled. It just made
Brandon crazy that he was about to embrace that body completely.

Josh settled onto the back rest at the back of the tub and Brandon maneuvered
himself in between his legs and leaned against Josh's chest, putting his arms
around Josh's powerful thighs. Josh put his arms around his sweetie's chest and
rested his chin on the top of Brandon's head, smelling the sweet scent of the
shampoo from the salon.

They didn't say much and they didn't do much. They just enjoyed each others
company. It seemed strange to both of them that they were so melancholy when
Josh wasn't leaving for another couple weeks, but it felt right to have this somber
evening of reflection now.

When they were both thoroughly puckered by the warm bath water, they got out
and gently toweled each other dry before crawling into bed. It was still relatively
early, but they were exhausted, perhaps just emotionally exhausted, but
exhausted none the less. They curled into each others embrace and went to
sleep.

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