Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2009 12:09:00 -0800
From: Tom Baxter <tbax93722@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pensacola - 8

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for you to read this, don't.

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and any actual organization is purely coincidental. The author is not
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Copyright 2009

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Pensacola - Chapter 8
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Josh awoke to the sound of waves crashing upon the sands of Navarre Beach.
He had left the sliding glass door open to the master bedroom at the beach
home of Peter Van Stevens the night before. He had driven in from his Tie
Cutting ceremony at about 10pm. He stopped drinking early in the evening in
preparation for his drive to the beach. He was confused that the Navy had
so many alcohol related events that they practically required his
participation in and yet they threatened to ground him permanently if he
got caught with alcohol in his system on the highway. It seemed to him like
a `Catch-22'.

Josh went to the kitchen and found an ice-cold bottle of water, which he
took out onto the ocean-view deck to enjoy. The beach homes on this barrier
island were built on stilts with large decks around the living areas. This
was to protect the homes during hurricanes when the storm surge would
completely submerge the island as the ocean poured across it into the
intercoastal waterway.

It was the beginning of a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud to be seen
anywhere, but Josh realized it was just a matter of time before they would
begin to form. He wandered into the bedroom to retrieve his running shoes
from his bag.

Josh locked the house up tight and tied the key onto his shoelace. He left
his shirt behind and started out onto the beach in just his Nike running
shorts. Josh ran down onto the wet sand, just off the surf as it was a more
stable running surface and he headed east into the morning sun.

"Man, I wish I could run out here every day!" thought Josh. The soft sand
cushioned each impact of his feet and the setting was superb for zoning
out.  Josh had been running for about a half hour when he reached a high
barbed wire fence crossing the beach down to the water. A sign on the fence
stated: "No Trespassing – US Military Installation – Eglin AFB". Josh
knew that Eglin Air Force Base covered most of the land east of Pensacola
bay, but he didn't realize that it went all the way down to the
beach. "Well, I guess this is my turn-around point" Josh thought to himself
as he made a u-turn and started running back down the beach to the west.

Josh ran through his plan for the weekend in his head. After he got
showered, he would drive into Pensacola and get Brandon. Then he wanted to
take him for a little shopping. He wanted the guys to be impressed by
Brandon on Sunday. He knew he couldn't show-off Brandon to his buddies the
way they paraded their girl friends in front of him, but if everyone
thought Brandon was super cool, then Josh felt like he might get some of
the same satisfaction.

When he arrived back at the house he considered running past it and getting
a little longer run in, but suddenly he wanted to get on with his day. He
ran up the stairs to the deck before leaning down to untie the key from his
shoe.

After Josh showered, he text Brandon: "hey! what time can i pick u up?"
Brandon replied back: "mom wants u to come for lunch, sorry". "no prob,
what time?" Josh text back. He realized that some quality face time with
Jane was probably a good idea before he grabbed Brandon away for the
weekend. "how bout 1030? ill get mom to make an early lunch, then we can
get goin!" "k, cya at 1030" Josh replied. It was already bout 9:00, so he
started getting ready to go.

Josh arrived at the trailer a few minutes early, but Brandon was already
eagerly watching for him and met him at the car door anyway. "God I missed
you Josh!"  "Ya, Brandon sweetie, I missed you too" Josh replied. Jane
stepped out onto the deck and called across the yard "Josh, how nice to see
you!" Josh smiled and waved as he and Brandon started up towards the
trailer. "It's good to see you too maam" Josh greeted her.

"Well thank you for coming for lunch, I just thought you boys should have a
good meal before you go off on your adventure... you might forget to eat!"
Jane laughed a little. "So Josh, Brandon said you had some sort of ceremony
last night?" she inquired. "Yes maam, it was called a `Tie-Cutting', it was
to recognize my first solo flight" Josh explained. "Solo!" Jane
exclaimed. "That's quite an accomplishment!" "Yes maam, it was very
exciting" replied Josh.

"So what do you boys have planned for the weekend?" asked Jane. Josh knew
that Brandon had explained their plans to her in detail, so he wasn't sure
now if she was just making small talk or if she was checking up on what
Brandon had told her. "Well, my friend asked me to house-sit his beach home
this weekend, so I figured that Brandon and I can play in the ocean all
afternoon today and then tomorrow my Navy flight class is having a beach
volleyball party, so then we get to go hang with them too."

"They won't mind having a teenager hanging around?" Jane questioned. "No,
as a matter of fact they specifically asked me to invite him, and besides
we're all pretty much just big teen-agers ourselves" Josh laughed in
reply. "Why did they specifically invite Brandon?" Jane was curious. "They
think it's cool that I have taken this project on and I think they all want
to do some mentoring!" Josh laughed. "Brandon might get more advice than he
wants!" Josh added. Jane laughed. "Well I think it's just an outstanding
environment for him. Like I told you before, he has not had much male
influence in his life" said Jane. "Well, he's certainly gonna get plenty of
that this weekend!" Josh laughed.

Jane quizzed Brandon twice on the items that he needed to pack for his
trip.  "And did you remember to pack your toothbrush?" "Ya mom, I already
told you I did!" complained Brandon. "Ok honey, you just have a great time!
Call me if you need me" Jane kissed Brandon as she hugged him tightly. Josh
said goodbye as well and they climbed into the Beamer.

"God, I thought we'd never get out of there!" exclaimed Brandon. "Ya she
was acting like you've never gone on an overnight trip before!" agreed
Josh. "Well I haven't, cept going round the corner to spend the night at
Steve's" Brandon confessed. "Whoa, then we gotta make sure it's memorable!"
said Josh. He was constantly surprised at the experiences that Brandon was
not afforded as a child, but at least now he understood why.

They hopped on the freeway headed southbound. "Brandon, do you think it
would be cool if we did a little shopping?" "Sure Josh, go wherever you
need to go" Brandon replied. "Would you like to get some cool stuff to wear
to the beach party tomorrow?" Josh suggested, a little concerned that
Brandon might think that he was judging him. "That would be awesome Josh!
Would you do that for me? I'd really like to look good at that party." "You
bet buddy, we'll stop at Cordova Mall, they got some good stores there."

"You know what I could really use Josh?" "What's that sweetie?" Josh
replied. "I really need a haircut" Brandon said with his head hanging
down. Josh was elated. Brandon had been looking kind of ratty, but he
wasn't about to suggest that to him. "You bet buddy! We'll find a salon at
the mall." "Shit I normally just go to the corner barber for the $4 cut"
said Brandon. "You have that long beautiful hair Brandon, a stylist will be
able to give you a really cool cut that will make you even hotter than you
already are!" Josh argued. "Ok, you sold me!" Brandon eagerly agreed.

They shopped at Aeropostale and Hollister buying Brandon a really cool pair
of Board Shorts, a graphic tee, a muscle shirt, and at Josh's insistence, a
couple pairs of boxer briefs. "I want some new underwear to rub your cock
through!"  Josh joked.

They found a salon and discussed Brandon's desires as well as Josh's
suggestions with an obviously gay male hair stylist. Brandon still wanted
pretty long hair, but figured he could lose two or three inches. The
stylist was excited to work with such a beautiful head of hair on such a
gorgeous boy and understood Josh's desire to make Brandon just as hot as he
could be.

When he finished and turned Brandon's chair around for him to look in the
mirror, Brandon couldn't believe what he saw! He had never had a haircut
like this. It was cutting edge modern that would suggest gay to the trained
eye, but just looked cool to everyone else. After thanking the stylist,
Brandon thanked Josh with a hug and a kiss right there in the
booth. Brandon too, had picked up on the homo vibe of the stylist and knew
that he wouldn't care.

Brandon was feeling a new confidence as he climbed into the Beamer. "Josh,
why didn't you get anything? We came here for you" asked Brandon. "No lil
buddy, we actually came here for you, and you look awesome!" Josh replied.
Brandon felt a deep love. Josh had gotten him some things to make sure he
would feel comfortable at the party and Josh had skillfully not made
Brandon feel bad about himself as they did it.

"Josh, can I change my clothes in the car as we're drivin?" Brandon
asked. He just couldn't wait until they got all the way to the beach to add
his clothes to his new look. "Sure dude, why don't you wait till we get
back on the freeway though" Josh was pleased that Brandon was so thrilled
with their purchases. Brandon stripped totally naked, as he wanted to put
on the new underwear as well. Josh enjoyed the show and laughed as Brandon
thrust his hips up into the view of other motorists as he pulled his new
boxer briefs up. Brandon then realized what he was doing and said "Oh shit!
Well, I guess they got a show!"

They had to endure the traffic jam on the three-mile bridge again as it was
now Saturday afternoon and everybody wanted to go to the beach. "So how was
your flight yesterday?" Brandon asked. Josh excitedly told him all about it
"God, it was so cool Brandon, you don't even know! Normally I fly with this
dude who screams and yells at me every minute until I stress-out and screw
up... and then he yells at me even more! But yesterday, it was just me, the
airplane, and the sky!" Josh smiled as he relived the experience in his
mind.

"Gee, that sounds cool! Did you do any loop-the-loops or barrel rolls or
anything cool like that?" "No, buddy. They start teachin me that stuff next
week. Right now I was just learning how to fly the airplane, land it, and
handle emergencies" Josh explained. "Cool, so what did ya do up there?"
Brandon was curious. "I flew all the way out to Mobile Bay and flew over
the top of an old fort down there, and then I buzzed the beach all the way
back to Gulf Shores!" Josh recounted his flight. "Mobile! You went all the
way over to Mobile? Cool!" Mobile happened to be one of the few places
Brandon had been outside of Pensacola, he was pleased that he could relate
to something Josh was talking about.

30 minutes later they were driving down Santa Rosa Island towards Navarre
Beach. "Boy this place is a ways out, huh Josh?" "Ya, Brandon it is, but
wait til you see it, it is sooo cool!"

They pulled up to the house and actually parked the BMW beneath it. "Whoa,
it's up on posts!" commented Brandon. "Ya, that keeps it dry during storms"
said Josh. They climbed the stairs to the outer deck and opened the front
door. The entry way led into a living room with a vaulted ceiling. The
entire back wall of the house was glass, 15 feet high, looking out over the
white sand beach and the emerald waters of the Gulf of Mexico. They went
through a sliding glass door and stepped out onto the deck. Brandon ran up
to the rail and looked down at the beach. "Josh, this is the Bomb!" "I knew
you would like it!" Josh smiled.

Josh looked at Brandon standing there in his new clothes and his stylish
haircut.  "You look really, really hot Brandon!" said Josh. "Ya Josh, I
think I do too, thanks so much!" said Brandon as he reached out and pulled
Josh into a hug. "And we got the whole weekend, just the two of us!" said
Brandon dreamily. "Ya, and that weekend is quickly running out on us, so
let's get to enjoying it!" suggested Josh.

Pete had a closet that was filled with beach toys. "Can we use these?"
Brandon said excitedly pointing to a pair of boogie boards that he came
across in there. "I don't think the waves are big enough for any serious
riding, but they might be fun" said Josh. They grabbed a couple of towels
and went down to the beach.

Josh ran a ways into the surf and jumped onto the board as he reached thigh
deep. Brandon was still standing back in knee-deep water watching
him. "Come on Brandon! It's fun!" yelled Josh. Brandon stood looking into
the water apprehensively. "Dude, are you lookin for jelly fish?" asked
Josh. "Ya" replied Brandon. "You know Brandon, I don't wanna get stung
either, but I think that was kind of a freak thing... we can't let that
ruin our weekend here, k?"

They paddled their boogie boards out beyond the last set of tumbling
breakers and Josh pushed his board down between his legs and sat up on
it. "How'd you do that?" asked Brandon. "Just grab it at the top with both
hands and push it down" instructed Josh. Brandon fell off once before
managing to get his whole body up onto the board. "Fuck, I got my hair wet"
complained Brandon. "We're swimming dude! Ur gonna get wet!" Josh
laughed. "But shit ur hair looks hot even wet dude!" Josh added. He wished
he had a camera, Brandon looked like the quintessential surfer boy atop his
board out in the waves.

"Come here" said Josh. They both paddled a little to bring their boards
side by side. Josh then leaned over and kissed Brandon. They had to work a
little to stay balanced on top of their boards as they drove their tongues
into each other's mouths. "Now let's see what we can do on these things!"
Josh suggested. He flopped his chest flat onto the board and started
paddling. Brandon smiled and followed behind him. The waves were small, but
they would start breaking way out and would tumble all the way to the
beach. If they could catch the waves just right, and keep the board on the
leading edge of the wave, they could ride it all the way in.

Josh tried paddling just as a wave approached. His board rose over the wave
and fell down the backside. "You gotta start paddling sooner!" suggested
Brandon. They both tried catching a few more waves and failed. Then Brandon
saw the biggest wave they had seen yet coming towards him. "Look at that
one!"  yelled Brandon. "You're in the right spot, catch it dude!" Josh
yelled back.

Brandon started paddling with all the effort he could muster. He felt the
back of board rising as the wave approached him. When he reached the top of
the wave Brandon leaned up on his elbows pushing the front of the board
down onto the face of the wave and he started moving with it. "Yahoo!"
Brandon screamed.  "Ride it dude!" Josh hollered over the sound of the
surf. Brandon stayed on the tumbling edge of the wave until his board hit
sand and stopped abruptly. He rolled forward off the board onto the beach.

"That was fuckin shit hot!" Brandon yelled as he stood up looking for
Josh. Josh had just caught a wave as well and was shooting towards the
beach himself. "Ya, that's great!" Josh agreed as he stood up and started
back into the surf. "Let's go catch some more!" suggested Brandon as he ran
past him. They spent the next couple of hours paddling out and riding wave
after wave in. They were having a really great time together!

Finally, Josh got dumped on the beach by another wave and just rolled over
on his back exhausted to watch Brandon, as he too was inbound. When Brandon
made landfall, he walked down the beach to Josh and plopped onto the sand
next to him. "Whew! That takes a lot out of you!" said Brandon. Josh smiled
and looked at his boyfriend. The sun was low in the western sky now and was
behind Brandon. Josh was looking at Brandon in silhouette, his hair framing
his head.  Josh leaned up and put a hand behind Brandon's head, pulling his
face towards his.

They kissed. Brandon's hand rested on Josh's chest and his thumb found a
nipple to rub as his tongue was sucked into Josh's mouth. Suddenly a large
wave hit the beach and about eight inches of water rushed past their
bodies. "Fuck!"  Brandon laughed. As the water rushed back out to sea it
carried them both a couple of feet before leaving them grounded once
again. "Shit! That wave filled my shorts full of sand!" Josh
complained. "Me too!" giggled Brandon.

"Let's go shower this sand off" suggested Josh. They carried their boards
up the beach towards the house. Pete had an outdoor shower at the base of
the stairs to keep the sand on the beach where it belonged. They showered
and toweled themselves off before climbing back up to the deck.

They cleaned up and got ready for dinner. Josh was taking Brandon to a nice
seafood restaurant called Flounders. Brandon changed back into old clothes
and suddenly didn't feel so special anymore. Josh could see the change on
Brandon's face. "Are you thinkin that we shoulda bought something to wear
to dinner too, buddy?" Josh asked. "No everything's cool" Brandon replied
unconvincingly. "You can borrow one of my shirts for dinner if ya want"
Josh suggested. "K" said Brandon. Brandon chose one of Josh's polo
shirts. It was a bit baggy on him but still he looked very preppy. Brandon
was pleased; he was ready to go out now.

The restaurant was a lot fancier than any place Brandon had ever been to
before.  His place setting had six pieces of silver ware, a wine glass, and
a cloth napkin.  Brandon, however, thought the whole restaurant smelled
kind of fishy and he wasn't too excited when he looked into the menu. It
was filled with dishes that he was not familiar with such as escargot,
calamari, and mahi mahi. "What kind of sea food do you like?" Josh
asked. "I like shrimp" Brandon replied. "And how about garlic and butter?"
Josh inquired. "Ya, that's all cool" Brandon answered.  "Then order the
Shrimp Scampi, you'll love it" Josh suggested. Josh ordered a swordfish
steak for himself.

Brandon was very happy with the scampi. He grabbed each tail and drug it
back and forth through the sauce to try and get as much on each piece of
shrimp as possible. His hands became very greasy and as he wiped them on
his napkin he commented to Josh "I feel like I'm wiping my hands on the
curtains here." Josh laughed "Ya, sometimes you feel guilty wiping such a
greasy mess on such a nice napkin, huh?"

Josh put his arm around Brandon's shoulder as they walked back to the car.
Brandon looked up at his boy friend "Thanks Josh, that was probably the
best meal I've ever had." "I'm glad you liked it!" said Josh as he leaned
over and kissed Brandon on the head.

When they got back to the beach house, Josh cracked a couple of beers and
brought them out onto the deck. Brandon was lying on a chaise lounge
enjoying the stars and the sound of the surf. Josh had lit a row of tiki
torches along the railing that cast a warm orange glow over the deck. "Here
ya go buddy" said Josh as he handed Brandon a cold one. "Thanks dude"
Brandon replied. They downed a few beers as they enjoyed the atmosphere of
the deck and talked about life from their own perspectives.

"So what is ur dream Brandon, what do you want in life?" Josh asked. "I
kinda like the ocean" Brandon replied. "As long as its been cleared of
jelly fish!" Josh joked. "Ya!" Brandon agreed. "But, I would like to work
maybe on one of those off-shore oil rigs, or maybe on a fishing boat, or
you know what would really be cool... would be to work with dolphins"
Brandon explained. "Dolphins, that sounds neat" said Josh.

"Ya, like that's ever gonna happen!" said Brandon. "What do you mean?"
asked Josh. "I mean I aint ever gonna get to do something cool like that"
Brandon sounded disappointed. "Shit Brandon... there are dolphin trainers,
right?" "Ya" Brandon agreed. "That means some people have to become dolphin
trainers, right? Why should it be anyone else more than you?" Josh
reasoned. "I used to think that same thing about aircraft carrier pilots"
said Josh. "Then one day I realized that somebody has to fly those jets,
and I decided to figure out how those guys got where they were so I could
follow in their steps" he added.

"That sounds logical" Brandon pondered "but, that all takes education,
money and good grades" he added. "Well good grades are certainly within
your control.  You're so smart! Look at what you did with that math quiz
the other day, and you hate math!" Josh encouraged. "Ok, but then what
about the money?" Brandon threw out another obstacle. "Where there's a
will, there's a way dude. Some people just end up working harder than
others for the same thing – you just gotta be willing to work for it"
said Josh.

"It just seems to me that it's easy for you to say Josh, you grew up in a
house where dreams were big and anything was possible, I grew up dreaming
that we might just be able keep our home or that I might one day have a
little more time with my mom" said Brandon. "Rise above it dude! My
grandfather always told me not to be afraid of hard work" said Josh. "He
said that everybody inevitably ends up working hard in this world and the
difference between them is those people that work hard for something versus
those people that work hard for nothing."  Brandon digested this and
realized that Josh was simply telling him that he could accomplish just as
much as he was willing to work for, no more, no less.

Josh put out his hand and invited Brandon to join him on his
lounge. Brandon sat between Josh's legs and leaned comfortably against his
chest. Josh wrapped his arms around his boy and felt lucky to have him. He
rested his chin down onto Brandon's head.

"Thanks for inviting me out here. I wish every day could be like today"
said Brandon. "Ya, it was a pretty cool day" Josh agreed. They looked up
into the sky and admired the vastness of the stars and outer space as the
sound of the ocean kept them grounded there on earth.

Josh could feel the beat of Brandon's heart and recalled back to that day
at the mall when he first perceived Brandon's vulnerabilities. Now that he
had him here in his arms, he never wanted to let this boy go. He wished
that Brandon could live with him and that every evening could be just like
this one.

After a while, Josh shifted and suggested that Brandon get up and follow
him into the bedroom. They left the door open as Josh had the night before
so that the sound of the surf was still with them. Josh gently kissed
Brandon before lifting his shirt over his head. Brandon lifted Josh's shirt
as well. They lay down on the bed lightly kissing and feeling each other's
bodies. The flickering light of the tiki torches danced on the walls of the
bedroom.

Josh reached up to Brandon's face lifted a lock of hair and tucked it
behind his ear. His hand came forward and caressed his cheek and Brandon
turned his head to kiss Josh's hand. "I love you Brandon more than you even
know" said Josh. Brandon smiled, leaned forward and rested his face on
Josh's chest.

"I think we're ready for that next step" suggested Josh. "What do you
mean?"  asked Brandon. "I want you to fuck me" said Josh. "You want me to
fuck you??"  Brandon inquired confused. "Ya, honey, till we figure out how
it all works and how much it's gonna hurt, I just can't do it to you, I
want you to fuck me." "Oh, ok" said Brandon. "What do I do?" he added.

Josh retrieved his condoms and lube from his bag and grabbed a couple of
towels out of the bathroom. "First I gotta really get my ass lubed up" said
Josh.  He squeezed a bunch of lube out onto his middle finger and started
rubbing his asshole with it. Then he began to penetrate, pushing the lube
up into his hole.  "Here, let me" Brandon suggested. Brandon did the same,
only with his index finger. He was intrigued by the velvety smoothness and
warmth of Josh's hole.  He was rock hard with anticipation knowing that
soon, he was going to be able to push his cock deep into it.

Josh grabbed a condom packet and tore it open. "Since neither of us has
ever done this before, is that really necessary?" asked Brandon. "Maybe we
should just start forming good habits now" Josh suggested. He placed it
over the head of Brandon's penis and unrolled it down its length. Josh then
squirted his hand full of lube and wrapped his hand around Brandon's cock
getting it good and slick.  Brandon shivered at the pleasure of his grip.

Josh lay on his back and put his rear up on a pillow as he raised his legs
exposing his well-lubed hole to Brandon. Brandon inched forward on his
knees placing his hands on Josh's legs, behind his knees. Brandon placed
the head of his rock hard cock against the puckered surface of Josh's anus
and pushed just hard enough for the head to gain entry. "Aaah!" Josh
cried. Brandon immediately pulled out. "No dude, stay in me, I told you it
was gonna hurt a bit. When I'm in pain, just stop pushing in for a moment,
but don't pull out, k?" They continued.

Brandon couldn't believe how tight Josh's ass felt around his dick. This
was better than any wet dream he had ever had. He was so sexually excited
that he had to think about non-sexual things to keep from shooting his load
right there and ending this amazing experience before it even really got
started.

He slowly pushed and then paused. Josh would grimace momentarily as each
new inch of his rectum was invaded, and then as he recovered he would
lightly pull his fingers around Brandon's tight smooth ass directing him to
push deeper.  Finally, Josh felt Brandon's pubic hair under his balls and
knew that Brandon was all of the way into him.

"Now start slowly fucking me, in and out" instructed Josh. Brandon complied
and his hips began an instinctual rhythmic motion pulling his cock almost
all the way out of Josh's ass before plunging it back in as far as he could
get it to go. Josh was really beginning to enjoy the experience as well. He
loved the feeling of his insides being filled with the hard cock of this
beautiful boy that he loved so much.

At Josh's encouragement, Brandon began pumping harder and faster, he began
to break a sweat in the humid warmth of the evening. His cock was in
heaven! It was tightly wrapped by the warmest, smoothest hole that Brandon
could imagine, and the fact that it was Josh's ass almost made it
impossible to hold back his inevitable orgasm. Brandon affectionately
pumped away; Josh's hands were up around Brandon's narrow hips as they
moved back and forth between Josh's legs.

Josh reached up and pulled Brandon's head towards his. Brandon removed his
hands from Josh's legs and Brandon's chest rested on the backs of Josh's
thighs as Josh's knees went up over Brandon's shoulders. Their mouths met
and Josh sucked Brandon's tongue into his lips. Brandon's hips kept pushing
his teen meat in and out of Josh's ass as his tongue fucked Josh's mouth.

Suddenly Brandon couldn't take it any longer and he pushed deeper than he
had on any previous stroke as he deposited his seed into Josh. Brandon shot
with such force that Josh could feel each spurt despite the condom; it made
him feel warm inside. Brandon eventually stopped his thrusts and lay
collapsed on Josh's chest. Josh held his arms tight around his boyfriend
still enjoying the feeling of his now wilting cock stretching his ass hole.

Brandon leaned up and looked at Josh in the eye. They smiled at each other
before kissing. After a few minutes Brandon slid his now soft penis out of
Josh.  "Let's be careful with that condom. Since we're fucking in someone
else's bedroom, we don't wanna make a mess!" Josh suggested. "This place is
so cool, I bet this isn't the first time this room has witnessed some
fucking!" Brandon chuckled. "Ya I'm sure you're right, but it might the
first time this room has seen what we just did!" said Josh as they both
laughed.

Josh suggested that they step into the shower to rinse off the lube, sweat
and residue of their lovemaking. Now, this was a sexual environment that
Brandon was familiar with. After they cleaned themselves, he eagerly got on
his knees in the shower and blew Josh to orgasm as the warm water poured
over the top of them. Josh was amazed that Brandon stayed on his cock even
as he warned him of his impending ejaculation. Josh enjoyed how the intense
feeling built up all the way to his orgasm without the normal interruption
of being jerked off for the last few seconds. He pulled Brandon up into a
kiss and tasted some of his own cum from Brandon's mouth.

"Why did you do that dude? I thought you didn't like cum in ur mouth" Josh
asked. "I'll tell you bout that when we get out of the shower" said
Brandon. Josh's curiosity was peaked as they dried themselves off. Josh
went out on the deck and blew out the torches before climbing into
bed. Brandon joined him after taking a piss. "So what is this you have to
tell me?" Josh asked eagerly.

Brandon began "Well, I hope you don't get mad, but I got pissed at Steve
for calling me a fag, so I beat him up and made him suck my dick." Josh
cracked up.  "You made Steve suck ur cock!!! That's awesome! How'd he do?"
"Well that's the thing, even straight Steve sucked my cock to the end and
swallowed my load. He said that he thought that was the way it was supposed
to be done. So when it came my turn to suck him, I did the same and decided
that it wasn't that bad" said Brandon.

"So is he through calling you a fag then?" Josh asked. "No, now he just
says that we can both call each other fag" Brandon replied
disappointedly. "Fuckin Steve!  That boy's got issues" Josh laughed. "So ur
not mad that I did it with Steve?"  Brandon asked worriedly. "Na, I think
it's cool if we have a little fun on the side, just as long as we remember
where the love and the relationship is, right?" Josh answered. They hugged
each other tightly.

"Ya, Steve even told me afterwards that he loved me, but he wasn't in-love
with me an after I thought bout it I realized I felt the same way about
him" said Brandon. "That's cool" agreed Josh. "So, Steve sucks cock! That
brings up all kinds of interesting possibilities, doesn't it?" Josh thought
out loud. "What do ya mean?" asked Brandon. "Oh never mind sweetie" Josh
said as he kissed Brandon on the forehead.

Josh pulled Brandon's bare body into his chest and curled his legs back in
behind his. This was the first time that they could just relax and fall
asleep together; they wouldn't have to get up for one of them to go
home. Their contentment led to a deep restful sleep during which they
hardly moved. They awoke Sunday morning in almost the same position.

Brandon came to consciousness as he realized that the rhythmic sound of the
waves crashing on the beach was real and not just part of a dream. From the
color of the daylight entering the room, he could tell that it was just
after sunrise.  The coastal morning air was cool and he felt the warmth of
Josh's chest against his back. He reached up to touch Josh's hand as it was
draped over his side.  That little bit of stimulation stirred Josh a bit as
well and he pulled Brandon in closer against his body.

Brandon had never felt happiness like this before. Not just the happiness
of this exquisite moment, but the happiness that had come into his life
since he met Josh. There was nowhere in the world he wanted to be more than
where he was right now and he simply wasn't familiar with this feeling. He
closed his eyes and realized that his true dream in life was for this, that
he had right now, to continue forever.

Josh started to wake up a couple of hours later. He felt the smooth warmth
of Brandon's body up against his. "Man I would love to wake up like this
every morning!" he thought to himself. He ran his hand down Brandon's chest
to his groin. He lightly fondled Brandon's limp dick. "Shit I don't think
I've ever felt this thing when it hasn't been rock hard!" he
thought. Within a few seconds, he noted that it would soon be hard again as
it was beginning to firm up. "I guess I'm just not allowed to enjoy flaccid
cock" he chuckled to himself.

He adjusted himself a little so that he could kiss Brandon's neck and
shoulders.  Brandon began reacting to his movements and Josh could tell
that he was now awake. Josh rolled Brandon flat on his back and leaned over
the top of him. As he looked at Brandon's bright smiling face he knew it
was going to be a good day, how could any day not be perfect with this boy
by his side?

"I want you to fuck me" said Brandon. "Right now?" asked Josh. "Ya, I
really want to feel you in me right now" Brandon replied. "You know
Brandon, it was awesome, but it really did hurt" Josh said concerned. "I'm
not a total pussy! Give me some credit, I can handle it!" Brandon shot
back.

So they repeated the procedure that worked for them the night before only
this time Brandon was the one with his legs in the air with his sweet warm
hole exposed. Josh loosened him up with two fingers after using one finger
to lube his ass. Brandon showed some discomfort, but managed it fine, so
Josh decided to go to three fingers.

"Whatcha fuckin doin? Shoving ur whole hand in there?" Brandon half laughed
and half cried. "No sweetie, I just want you to be ready for it" Josh
explained. "I don't think ur cock is quite as big as you think it is"
Brandon joked, "Whatcha gonna shove in there next, that baseball bat over
there?" he continued.

"Ok, ok, I get your point" Josh agreed that prep time was over and it was
time for the real thing. He placed the head of his well-lubed cock against
Brandon's sphincter and pushed enough to gain entrance for his cock
head. "Aaah! Ok, so you are pretty big, just give me a second here" Brandon
begged for a moment to rest. As the expression on Brandon's face relaxed,
Josh pushed in a little more.  Once again Brandon requested some time to
get used to the invasion. Josh inched forward and then rested a half dozen
more times before all seven inches of his cock was buried in Brandon's ass.

"That's it lil dude! You got it all, how does it feel?" Josh asked. "It
hurts, but its sooo good too!" Brandon whimpered. Josh pulled his hips back
slightly pulling maybe an inch of his cock out of Brandon, and then he
pushed it back in. "Oh ya Josh, start fucking me, that felt so good!" Josh
complied, gently at first with short strokes and then as Brandon got used
to it and begged for more he began to pound him harder.

"Let's change positions!" suggested Brandon. "Ok dude, what do you want to
do?" Josh replied not realizing that Brandon was going to get totally into
this and take over. "Doggie style!" Brandon announced as he turned over and
rose to his knees and poked out his bottom. Josh was between his legs
looking down at this tight delicious ass and had no problem sinking his
cock back into it. He leaned forward and kissed Brandon's back and neck as
he pumped. Brandon turned his head and torso just enough that they could
get their lips on each other's for just a moment.

Josh had actually fucked a couple of girls in his life, but now he couldn't
imagine how any guy would want to fuck a girl comparing that experience to
this one.  Brandon's ass was so trim and tight, and it squeezed Josh's cock
so intensely that it gave him a feeling that was simply beyond
description. He grabbed Brandon's narrow hips with both hands and pulled
his ass in to meet each pelvic thrust.

"FUCK ME!!!" a voice broke Josh's concentration and as he spun around,
there stood Brad! "HOLY FUCK!!!!" screamed Josh as he pulled out of
Brandon's ass.  Brandon looked back both astonished and horrified. "Brad,
fuckin go into the living room and I'll meet you in there in a minute!"
Josh yelled. Brad left the room.

Josh and Brandon looked at each other with wide eyes, neither of them able
to speak. Josh was visualizing his dreams and career disappearing before
his eyes.  He pulled on his shorts and with one last scared look at Brandon
walked into the living room.

"Brad, it's not what you think" Josh started. "I don't know what you think
I'm thinking!" Brad replied "But I think I know what I just saw!" he
added. "Let me explain" said Josh. "Fuck! Is that your kid brother from
that mentor club?" Brad laughed. "That's pretty fuckin cocky! Gettin
yourself a piece of boy ass like that!"  Brad continued.

"NO!! That's not how it is Brad, you've gotta let me explain!" pleaded
Josh. "Josh, don't get pathetic on me and try to give me some ridiculous
explanation, Fuck! I saw it with my own eyes; your cock was buried so far
up that boy's ass he could feel it in his throat!" Brad chuckled. "Fuck
Brad! I'm begging you! Please don't tell!" Josh was actually crying
now. Brandon could hear this exchange from the other room and was
terrified.

"Calm down buddy, calm down!" Brad patted Josh on the back as Josh sobbed.
"I'm not gonna tell anybody, fuck, lookin at that boy's ass, given the
opportunity I woulda fucked it too!" Brad consoled. "You woulda?" Josh
looked up at his masculine Marine friend in amazement. "Fuck ya, I aint
gay, but a piece of ass is a piece of ass and from what I saw that was a
pretty nice one" Brad laughed.  "Ya, it is pretty nice" Josh agreed drying
his eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing here anyway?" Josh demanded. "Fuck when I saw
your car, I was gonna ask you the same thing" said Brad. "Pete asked me to
housesit while he was in New Orleans with Ashley because there's been a lot
of break-ins round here lately" Josh explained. "Well, I came down to
Pensacola Beach with Mark and Tim this morning to stake our claim for the
prime volleyball spot and then I decided to come down here and get Pete's
volleyball as a backup in case we lose one or pop it or somethin" Brad
explained in return.

"Well, you saw my car, you could have knocked or called or somethin" Josh
complained. "Fuck, I figured you were in here alone, I came in to wake you
up or scare you or something, I don't know" Brad defended his unannounced
entry.  "The last thing I thought I would find is Josh Scott sinkin his
meat into some sweet boy ass!" Brad laughed. Josh got mad "Brad, it aint
fuckin funny! You gotta keep your mouth shut on this!"

"Fuckin simmer down dude, I'm not tellin anyone! As a matter of fact, maybe
you should give me the details on that club an I might go down and get me a
little brother too" Brad suggested. "Brad! That's fucked up! First of all
if you went down there lookin for a nice piece of ass, Murphy's law would
guarantee that they would assign you some nasty ass kid that you wouldn't
fuck with Mark's dick, and Second... going to the Big Brother club simply
lookin for a boy to fuck is just sick!" Josh scolded. "Well that's what
you're doin!" Brad defended himself. "No, it's not! I did not go down there
lookin for a piece of ass Brad! What Brandon and I have goin is something
completely different" Josh explained.

"Ok, ok!" said Brad. "Now let's go find you that ball, so you can get the
hell outta here" Josh suggested. "Cool" Brad agreed. "Now when Brandon and
I come down to the party this afternoon, you're not gonna make this
difficult on us are you?" Josh questioned. "Why should I do that, I got no
problem with either of you.  If anything I'm a little envious!" Brad
reasoned. "Well I just know how you can be kind of an asshole... I just
wanna make sure you don't suggest anything sexual or somethin that might
get anyone lookin at us too carefully" Josh explained his concern. "No
dude, your secret is safe with me, I will consider that subject off limits"
Brad replied. "Thanks bud, I appreciate that!" said Josh.

With that, Brad left and Josh and Brandon once again had their
privacy. "Fuck!  That sucked, I just never considered the possibility of
anyone showin up here" Josh complained. "Shit, I was scared, I didn't know
what was going to happen!"  said Brandon. "Well, we still got a few hours,
so let's climb back into bed and calm down" Josh suggested.

"Josh, I'm kinda scared to go to the party now" said Brandon. "No, don't
worry bout it buddy, it will be cool... besides, we're kinda committed now"
Josh replied.  "Ok, but don't leave me alone with that guy, he scares me"
said Brandon. "I know honey, right now he's scarin me a little too, but all
and all, Brad is a good guy, he'll behave" Josh replied. They lay there
thinking about what had just transpired and were glad that it didn't turn
out worse.

Josh rolled on his side facing Brandon and said "Making love to you was the
hottest sexual experience of my life Brandon." "Do you want to finish it?"
asked Brandon. "No honey, that moment was extra special, but now it's
over. But we'll do it again soon, ok?" Josh suggested. "k" Brandon replied.

Josh and Brandon showered and dressed for the beach party. Brandon used
Pete's blow dryer to try to get his hair as close to the way it was when he
left the salon as he could. He put on his new yellow, black and white board
shorts along with his new muscle shirt. Josh came in from the deck where he
had been picking up after the night before and Brandon caught his
eye. "Shit, you look hot!"  Josh exclaimed. Brandon smiled broadly and
replied "Thanks!"

Josh and Brandon pulled into the 7-11 to fill the cooler with beer before
continuing on to Pensacola Beach. Brandon took an active roll in choosing
the beer today; he wanted to make sure they got one he really liked. "How
bout Bud Light" Brandon suggested. "That'll work" Josh agreed. They
purchased a case and some ice. Everyone else would be bringing beer as
well, so there would be no shortage. Josh also stopped at the sunglass
display and beckoned Brandon.  "Let's complete your look dude! Which ones
look good?" "Brandon happily picked out a pair of narrow wrap around
glasses that complimented the features of his face. "Hot!" announced Josh.

When they got to the parking lot at the beach Josh unloaded all of the
stuff they needed to haul down, towels, two fold up chairs, sun cream, a
couple bags of chips, a jug of water and the ice chest filled with
beer. Brandon looked at the mountain of cargo and moaned. "A little bit of
work and then we're having fun all afternoon!" Josh encouraged.

When they found Josh's friends on the beach, most of the class was already
there. A few were batting around the volleyball; others were sitting,
talking and drinking beer. "Hey Josh!" Ryan yelled as he saw them
coming. "Hey guys!" Josh yelled back as he started to set down his load. He
looked over at Brandon and thought he looked like a pack mule as he too
began to set down his gear.

"Ryan, Matt, this is Brandon, my little brother from the mentoring center"
Josh introduced. "Hey Brandon! Nice to meet ya!" said Ryan. "Hey dudes!"
replied Brandon. Ryan stuck his fist towards Brandon and Brandon completed
a `knuckle style' handshake with him. "We're just waitin on a couple more
guys" said Ryan.

"Come on over here Brandon and I'll introduce you to a few more of the
guys" Josh suggested. They walked across the volleyball court that Brad,
Mark and Tim had set up early that morning. They had captured a perfect
spot on the beach, just off the Holiday Inn's property right in front of
their famous Beach Bar that would be packed all afternoon. The Beach Bar
had gigantic concert-style speakers that broadcast music out across the
beach. It was the center of activity on Pensacola Beach.

"Hey everybody! This is Brandon, my little brother from that mentoring
thing" Josh introduced. There was a chorus of "Hey Brandon!" Josh now
introduced everybody else "You already know Joe, and this is Mark, Tim,
Brad, John, Chris, and Drew. "Hey dudes!" said Brandon. "You'll have to
remind me on all those names later!" Brandon joked. "Ya, there's 14 of us,
that's a bunch to remember!"  replied Josh. "Well, Dan said he won't be
able to make it, so maybe only 13 of us today" said Tim.

Josh and Brandon cracked beers and mingled. Most of the guys had their
shirts off and Brandon was amazed at how hot these guys were. They all had
crisp military style haircuts and were all in top physical condition with
large defined arms and chests. Brandon took special notice of Brad, the guy
who had caught them fucking just a few hours earlier.

Brad's face wasn't real good looking, but he had a massively powerful body.
Where as Josh was muscular in a lean and toned sort of way, Brad was just
huge and muscle bound. Though he was probably about Josh's height, he had
to have outweighed him by at least 20 pounds. Brad was also had thick dark
hair covering his pecks which was an interesting contrast from his high and
tight Marine Corp hair cut.

Pete came walking up. "So Pete, you decided to join us! How's New Orleans?"
yelled Mark. "I figured you'd be here with Ashley" Josh asked Pete. "Na,
she was bein a bitch on the trip and then she said she thought we were all
a bit too juvenile for her and asked me to drop her off at her house in
P-Cola." "That sucks" replied Josh. "No, it's perfect, now I can have some
fun!" said Pete.

There was a loud whistle and Brad got everybody's attention. "Me and Barf
boy here..." Brad was referring to Ryan and the revelation of his air
sickness at the Tie Cutting Friday night, "are going to be the captains and
we're going to pick teams." "Let's just play the pilots who have soloed
versus those who haven't!" yelled Pete. "That sounds good" agreed Brad,
"all of you book worms versus us athletes who are out playin sports instead
of studying all the time! And besides, there's more of us than there are of
you!" "No, we get Brandon since he's with Josh, and with Dan not here, that
will make even teams!" said Ryan.  "You ready to play volleyball with these
guys?" Josh asked Brandon. "Ya, I played intramural, I can keep up!"
replied Brandon.

"No shirts!" yelled Brad. "If we want to draw some female attention, we
gotta show some skin!" Josh and Brandon joined the rest of them by taking
their shirts off. Josh grabbed the sun cream and they rubbed it into their
skin. They both helped each other by rubbing the cream on each other's
backs.

There were two girlfriends plus Joe's wife, Susan, in attendance to `prime
the pump' for the desired female cheering section. They volleyed for
serve. The solo aviators won and Josh was thrown the ball for the first
serve. Josh threw the ball up for an overhand serve. Then the impact of
Josh's muscle and momentum sent the ball through the air like a rocket just
clearing the net. Mark reacted lightning fast and deflected the ball before
it hit the sand. The volleyball shot straight up into the air 20 feet above
the court while Tim adjusted his position for the spike.  When the ball
came down to a height of about 8 feet, Tim jumped up and pounded the ball
down across the net with his fist. The ball hit the sand before anyone on
Josh's team could even react.

"Shit Hot!! Now that's what I'm talkin about!" yelled Brad. Fourteen hot,
shirtless guys playing this level of volleyball did start to attract the
attention of the other beach goers. Brad caught the ball for the next
serve. Once the ball was in play, Brandon had several opportunities to show
some decent skill at the game. Josh was pleased; Brandon was looking good,
playing good, and obviously having a good time.

The music from the Beach Bar blared as the game battled back and forth
between the pilots who had flown solo and those who had not. Sweat was
glistening off of their rippled muscles. Several girls in bikinis had
wandered down to the game and were closely watching the players as well as
the game. It became Game Point and Brad set the ball up for Matt who sent
it sailing into the sand on the other side. The non-solos had won the first
game 21 to 18!

"Let's take a break!" yelled Brad. Brad and Tim stepped over to say hi to a
couple of the girls, offering them each a cold beer. Josh and Brandon each
got a fresh beer as well. "Are you havin a good time?" asked Josh. "Ya!
This is a lot of fun!"  answered Brandon. Josh went over to Pete to thank
him for the use of his house for the weekend while Ryan and Nick talked
with Brandon.

"You're a cool kid! So you just met Josh in this mentoring thing?" asked
Ryan.  Brandon wasn't sure if he knew something he wasn't supposed to or
perhaps he was just making small talk. "Ya, we just met a few days ago"
Brandon stuck to the `official' story. "Well, if you have a girlfriend, you
probably won't for long. Josh likes to play the field so he'll have you
around a bunch of girls all the time!" Ryan added. "No, I don't have a
girlfriend" Brandon replied. "That's cool! Sometimes girls are a drag" said
Ryan.

A couple of high school girls got Nick's attention. "Hey girls!" said
Nick. "Hey! We were wonderin if you would introduce us to ur friend!" one
of the girls said giggling. "Sure, which one?" replied Nick. "That dude
there, with the long hair" she replied referring to Brandon. "Sure!" Nick
replied "Hey Brandon! Come over here" he called out. Ryan appeared to be a
little disappointed as Brandon turned and started running towards
Nick. Brandon looked over and realized that Nick was standing there with
two girls more Brandon's age. Suddenly he was a bit apprehensive, but was
committed so he continued running till he was standing with Nick. "Ladies,
this is Brandon, and you are?" Nick asked for their names. "Hi, I'm Lainey
and this is Dawn" she said shyly. "Hey" said Brandon. "Hey dude, I gotta go
get a beer, I'll catch up to ya later" said Nick before he ran off leaving
Brandon with the two girls.

Brandon's conversation with the girls was a bit awkward at first but then
he realized that even though these girls were older than him, they thought
he was way cooler than any girls had ever thought about him before. It must
have been a combination his new haircut, the cool shorts, his sunglasses,
and the group of really cool older guys he was hanging with.

"So who are all you guys?" Dawn asked. "Those guys are all Navy pilots and
they're just my buds" Brandon said nonchalantly. "How did you meet them?"
she inquired. "I met them all through that dude over there who's a good
friend of mine" Brandon pointed out Josh who had just noticed that Brandon
had a couple of female admirers. Josh smiled at him and gave him a thumbs
up.

Where do you go to school? asked Lainey. "Pine Forest High" the lie left
Brandon's lips before he had time to consider the possibility that these
girls might go to Pine Forest as well. "Cool, we go to Washington" said
Dawn. "ah, saved by pure dumb luck!" thought Brandon to himself. He thought
it was cool that these girls believed he was a high school student. The
aviators all saw Brandon talking to these girls and thought he was a little
stud working the girls just like they did.  Josh was pleased. His friends
already thought Brandon was a cute, cool kid, but now they saw he was a
chick magnet too... his stock went up even a few points higher.

"So how was New Orleans?" Josh asked Pete. "Man, that's a partyin town! Too
bad I was there with the bitch!" Pete replied. "Why, what did she do?" Josh
inquired. "Aw, she just didn't let me have any fun. When you go – just
go with the guys, or hey, you should take Brandon down there!" Pete
suggested. "Isn't it all bars and stuff Brandon couldn't do?" Josh
asked. "Fuck, they serve drinks on the street, and there's a few bars that
wouldn't even care if he went in. After all it is the `Big Easy'!" laughed
Pete. "Ya, maybe, that might be cool to take Brandon."  Josh agreed.

"Let's play another game!" yelled Ryan. The aviators started moving back to
their appropriate sides of the net. "Hey Brandon! Take this spot over here
by me!"  Ryan suggested.

The volleyball battle resumed, only this time with a cheering section of
bikinied girls. Mid-game, Brandon was up on the net across from Tim. Tim
probably had six inches on him, so Brandon knew he would have to play hard
and jump high.  Brad popped the ball high in the air and it was coming down
on the net between Tim and Brandon. "Brandon, it's yours dude!" yelled
Ryan. Tim saw that it was on his side and decided to go low to set the ball
up back to Brad. Brandon jumped high, got one finger on the ball and
deflected it from Tim. Tim jumped over to get it, but it hit the
sand. "Yaaaa! Brandon's the man!!" yelled Ryan as he high-5 slapped
Brandon's hand. Brandon glanced over to Josh and caught an approving
smile. "Yeah Brandon!!!" Dawn and Lainey cheered from the sideline as they
jumped up and down and clapped their hands.

The solo pilots ending up winning this game leaving the series even. They
called another break and the aviators got fresh beers and resumed talking
to the ladies.  Dawn and Lainey were right back on Brandon. "That was a
really good play!"  Lainey complemented. Brandon felt more popular at this
moment than he ever had in school. Ryan came over and joined Brandon and
the girls.

Brandon looked Ryan over. Ryan was a tight little package. Quite a bit
shorter than the other aviators, he was only a little taller than
Brandon. Ryan had a completely hairless chest that not did boast huge pecs,
but rather just really hard, little, defined ones. His arms, once again
were not huge, but Brandon could see the outline of every muscle in
them. "Ya, Ryan is definitely hot, but why is he interested in these high
school girls?" Brandon thought to himself.

They continued chatting and Brandon suddenly had a thought that Ryan wasn't
flirting with the girls, Ryan might be flirting with him! No, certainly he
must be misinterpreting the clues. Ryan stood facing him, not the girls. He
was looking Brandon up and down, not the girls. He would laugh at and take
great interest in what Brandon had to say, not what the girls were
saying. And that smile Ryan kept throwing Brandon's way just kept catching
his eye!

From a distance, Josh began to notice what was happening as well and he
didn't like it. Josh had chased enough boys in his life in seemingly
`straight' environments to know what it looked like. And right now, it
looked like Ryan was interested in Brandon! "God, is my class just a bunch
of closet homos?" Josh thought to himself. Josh thought it was cool that
the girls were hitting on Brandon; that was just good for Brandon's ego and
Josh knew they were no threat, but Ryan, that was different! Ryan was a
little hottie, Josh himself had had his eye on Ryan since the first day of
Aviation Indoctrination. If Ryan truly was attracted to Brandon, that was
competition!

Josh decided to wander over and break this little flirt-a-thon up. "Hey
Brandon, nice game!" said Josh. "Ya, now we tied those fuckers!" Brandon
tried to catch it before it slipped out of his mouth. He had been working
so hard that day to keep his language in check. "Ya, Brandon made the play
of the game!" Ryan bragged.  "He's my boyfriend to brag about!" Josh
thought to himself now getting a little angry.

"So Brandon, do you wanna go up to the snack bar with me and get a burger?"
asked Josh. "Sure Josh, I'll see you all in a bit" Brandon said farewell to
Ryan and the girls. Dawn and Lainey even noticed the subtle battle for
Brandon's attention. They were too naïve to pick up on the homosexual
undertone of it all, so they just thought that these two older Navy pilots
thought enough about Brandon that they would compete for his friendship. To
the girls, this made Brandon irresistible!

"Josh! I'm having such a good time" said Brandon. "Everyone is so nice to
me, even Brad! And the girls think I'm hot. And Ryan thinks I'm valuable to
the team!  It's like I've stepped out of my life and into somebody else's
for the day" Brandon exclaimed. "I don't think that's the only thing Ryan
thinks you're valuable for!"  Josh scoffed. "What d ya mean?" Brandon
replied. "I mean he's fuckin droolin over you! Didn't you notice?" Josh
yelled angrily.

"Shit Josh, it's not my fault!" Brandon defended himself. "Why are you
gettin so upset bout this, you didn't seem to mind that Brad wanted to fuck
me?" Brandon added. "Do you think he's cute?" Josh shot out. "Whaat?"
Brandon squeaked.  "Ryan! Do you think he's cute?" Josh repeated. "Well,
ya" Brandon answered honestly. "That's what I'm upset about!" Josh
replied. Brandon took Josh's hand into his. "Josh, you mean so much to me,
I would never run off with Ryan!"

Josh let go of Brandon's hand and put his arm around Brandon's
shoulder. Then he pulled Brandon towards him and kissed him on top of his
head. "I love you Brandon" he said. Ryan had started up to the snack bar
shortly after Josh and Brandon hoping to catch them as they ordered. He was
too far away to hear what they said, but he saw the hand hold followed by
the hug and kiss. He decided to back off at that moment until he figured
out exactly what was going on.

"Pete thinks you and I should go to New Orleans together" said Josh. "That
would be cool!" Brandon replied. He had never been outside the panhandle of
Florida or Southern Alabama. "Shit, that's even a couple states away!"
added Brandon. "Actually it's three states away, you gotta go through
Alabama and Mississippi before you get to Louisiana, but it's only about a
four hour drive" said Josh.  "Shit I'm ready to go any time!" said
Brandon. "We'll have to talk to your mom about it. She might feel
differently about New Orleans than she does the beach. It's a big dangerous
city" Josh added.

"Championship game!!!" yelled Brad and the aviators started putting their
beers down and getting ready to play again. A couple of them were getting a
little drunk, so the quality of play might not be what it was. Josh stuck
right by Brandon's side as they retook their places on the court. Ryan
noticed this and just took an open spot a few players away from both of
them.

The last thing Ryan wanted to do was upset Josh. Ryan admired Josh more
than any of the other guys because Josh seemed to have it all; he was a
gifted aviator-top of their class, he had a nice car, he had looks, and he
had a personality that very one loved. Ryan had never really felt like he
belonged in this group. He was smaller than the rest of them, not as good
an athlete, and now it had even come to light that he had spent his first
month in the airplane throwing up the whole time, earning him the nickname
Barf Boy. But through it all, Josh was the one guy that had always treated
him well, always including him, never calling him names. Josh was the one
guy in the class that he really would like to become good friends with.

The ball went flying back and forth across the net, but everyone was a bit
more sluggish than they had been earlier in the afternoon. The aviators
began to just hit the ball over the net themselves, rather than attempt any
fancy set-ups for their buddies. In the end, Brad's team, the pilots that
had yet to fly solo, won the game. He was right; overall they were the
larger, more athletic guys in the class.

Dawn and Lainey took a couple of pictures with Brandon and then managed to
squeeze his phone number out of him. Josh chuckled to himself that now
Brandon had the same problem as he had last week. That phone was going to
ring, and what was he going to do about it. Making the problem worse,
Brandon had two girls competing with each other over him!

They packed up the stuff and said their goodbyes. The guys all thought
Brandon was cool and made sure that he and Josh knew that Brandon was
invited to all class events. Brandon carried his heavy load back to the car
without complaint, he couldn't have been happier with the day.

"So Josh, I tried really hard to keep my cussin under control today"
Brandon sought acknowledgement for his hard work. "I noticed dude! You were
just so totally cool today that if I wasn't already ur boyfriend, I would
be tryin to be!" Josh replied.  "It was just so easy to be cool Josh,
everybody liked me and was nice to me, and those girls just thought I was
one of you cool guys. I just had a really good time!"  Brandon relived the
highlights of the afternoon.

"So how come they call Ryan `Barf Boy'" Brandon asked on the drive
home. Josh laughed "cuz he was airsick all the time his on-wing instructor
was teaching him how to fly. Hopefully he's over that now, cuz we got
aerobatics coming up and they won't let him fly airsick through that
stage." "And you don't like Ryan?"  Brandon asked. "No, actually I like him
a lot. As a matter of fact, I had my eye on him before I met you
sweetie. But, I just don't want him to get any ideas about you. You're my
boyfriend and I'm gonna keep it that way!" Josh replied.

"Sounds like I should be the one getting jealous!" laughed Brandon. "Well
maybe that came out wrong" defended Josh. "I'll admit that Ryan's a lil
hottie, but I've got you babe, and my eyes are only on you now" Josh
continued. Brandon smiled. Josh pulled his visor down and he drove out onto
the bridge as the sun was setting to the west.

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