Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2006 16:38:40 -0800 (PST) From: Christie Williams Subject: Only One chapter 2 Three weeks passed uneventfully for Ricky he didn't do much more than go to classes and come back to the apartment and make mixes. He saw Jesse often and they even hung out sometimes to watch movies. He learned more about him everyday, but not nearly as much as he had the first night and he was growing more and more enthralled with his roommate. Jesse was not at all shy about nudity, he often walked through the house in just a towel while he made breakfast in the morning. Ricky didn't know how to feel about that, he greatly enjoyed the sight but Ricky was not all the type of person who would do the same. He only got undressed in the bathroom. Jesse would often play Xbox in the living room in nothing but boxers and he would often invite Ricky to play, but Ricky always declined. He didn't fully know why he always said no, but it was going to be damn hard to focus on the game with a hot blonde guy sitting beside him shirtless which would make him damn hard. That morning Ricky was sitting on the counter eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch straight from the box when Jesse came sauntering in still half asleep dressed in only a pair of his tight as ever jockey shorts and headed straight for the fridge and sporting morning wood. As soon as Jesse had gone back into his bedroom Ricky felt the need to go take his second shower of the morning to get rid of his second morning erection. He stripped down quickly he'd never felt hornier or more anxious for some kind of sexual gratification as he had been during the past three weeks. He started the water, and stepped under the spray and enjoyed the feel of the water on his body before he started to do anything about his raging erection. Ricky never really rushed anything. This included his "Gentleman's Time", he started slowly lathering up with his favorite body wash. He loved the way it smelled; it was some fruity blend that he bought from a feminine aisle in Walgreen's one night and hadn't stopped using since. He loved the way it glided over his body, he moaned as his fingers brushed his already erect nipples. He slipped his hand down his smooth quivering stomach; he couldn't remember the last time he'd successfully gotten himself off even though he knew it had only been an hour ago. These days he'd become insatiable and he knew it had to do with Jesse. Ricky knew his body would just have to realize that this was the best he was going to get anytime soon, a nice slow jerk in the shower. He fisted his cock with only one goal in mind: orgasm. He stoked himself to delightful orgasm with visions of Jesse fucking him on the arm of the couch flickering through his mind. He leaned against the cool tile of the shower, trying to catch his breath. He really hoped Jesse couldn't hear what he'd been doing. He cleaned himself up quickly and dressed in a blur he was late for class but it was well worth it. Jesse was lying in the other room, smirking when he heard the sounds of muffled moaning coming from Ricky's room. He got up to investigate. Sure enough, he hard another moan, louder than the last. And a mumbled, "Fuck me." Under the roar of the shower. Jesse stroked himself through his blue jockeys, he had fallen asleep right after masturbating the night before and he'd woken up with an erection. He was a sex addict; he'd been with fifteen people, seven girls and eight guys. He'd had sex just the night before with some cute frat boy and as soon as he got home saw Ricky he had an instant ache in his groin, he wanted Ricky and sleeping with other guys just wasn't helping. He heard Ricky grunt really loud, and then he had to go back into his own room to finish himself off. He couldn't have Ricky walk in on him with his hand shoved down the front of his shorts standing in the hallway. Jesse took off the jockeys and really started going at it he knew he would have to do this at least another two or three times before he went to sleep again that night. He licked his palm and started to stroke rapidly, he was already so close. He never made any noise when he came, he'd trained himself to do this a long time ago when he'd first started having sex with a guy he knew back in LA, they would fuck anywhere sometimes there were people around who they didn't want to hear them. He liked the fact that Ricky was so vocal during sex, it was certainly something that he'd never expected but it was the perfect thing for him to fantasize about and get him off. Later on Ricky was in his room working on the song he'd composed when Jesse pushed open the door to his room. "Okay, enough!" Jesse said loudly startling Ricky. "Enough of what?" Ricky asked thinking that he'd done something wrong. "Enough of this. School has been going on for three weeks and you've barely left the apartment but to go to classes and to the café." "I've been really busy working on this song. It's kicking my ass." Ricky said. "I'll help you, only if you'll go to this party with me tonight." Jesse said. "I--I..." Ricky stuttered he couldn't seem to form a coherent sentence. Jesse was over there starting the track before Ricky could blink. "I like this...sounds good." Jesse said. "I don't have any lyrics, it isn't finished yet..." "Oh is that all," Jesse said. "Lyrics are a big part of pop songs." Ricky pointed out. "Throw something at me." Jesse said. "What?" Ricky asked. "Um..." Jesse was thinking of a way to explain what he was talking about, "Throw an idea out at me, I'll write your song for you." "I don't know." Ricky said. "Okay, you're supposed to be the smart one here." Jesse said. "What did you feel when you wrote the music?" Jesse asked making sure to catch Ricky's gaze. "It's stupid." Ricky blushed. "You can tell me I won't laugh." Jesse said sincerely. "Well, it's about this person--" "So it's a love song?" Jesse asked. "Not a love song more like a lust song." Ricky said. "Who is the lucky `person'" Jesse said. Ricky blushed, "Why don't you just come out and ask what your are implying." "Now that wouldn't be any fun would it?" Jesse said. "That doesn't exactly--" Ricky started. "Okay I've got something. Do you have a tape recorder handy?" Jesse asked. "I have this." Ricky said getting up and rummaging for his Karaoke machine. "Never really use it, but it helps with the mixing process. There isn't enough room for a whole studio in here, and I don't have enough money for one, so I have to use this sometimes." He explained, to Jesse who was now sitting in his chair. Jesse waited for Ricky to start up the recorder, before he began belting out something he'd written specifically for Ricky that would fit perfectly with the music he had prepared. "I don't want another pretty face I don't want just anyone to hold I don't want my love to go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul" Jesse sang knowing full well he was after more than Ricky's soul. "I know that you are something special To you I'd be always faithful I want to be what you always needed Then I hope you'll see the heart in me..." "That was ah...beautiful, I didn't know..."Ricky trailed off but continued making random gestures with his hands. "I haven't quite got it all together, but when it's done I think my poem will go great with your music." Jesse said. "Okay, we've made beautiful music together now get ready were going to a par-tay." Jesse said giving Ricky a quick spank on the ass and walking out of the room leaving the other man slack jawed and staring after him. Ricky stood there staring after Jesse, he didn't understand that man at all he was so confused. The implication but no question and then the song and finally the spank as the grand finale. He sighed. "A promise is a promise Ricky." Jesse called from the hallway. "That might have worked on Cecile in Cruel Intentions but not on me buddy!" Ricky called. "Just come on." "Fine." He gave up but continued to pout as he rummaged around his room for something different to wear. He usually wore darker colored clothing, tan, burgundy, brown, hunter green, black, or navy. He was already dressed in a pair of dirty denim jeans and a black Green Day t-shirt. But he couldn't go anywhere in that. He changed into a tight tan shirt and a burgundy button up shirt over it, however he didn't button it. Then he went to check his hair to see which pieces were poking up and which weren't. He came out of the room still pouting a second later to find Jesse dressed in a leather jacket and long sleeved Abercrombie shirt dark jeans. "Put that lip in, you don't *have* to go." "I know. I think I should get out there have fun, live the life." Ricky said. "Okay, well don't look like somebody kicked your puppy." Jesse said trying to be serious. "I didn't think you were a person to condone puppy kicking." Ricky's mouth curved into an involuntary smile. "I don't." Jesse said. They walked down the flight and half to the parking lot. "Now comes the interesting part. Whose car do we take. I know all about you modern men, you won't allow anyone to pay for your food or give you a ride anywhere. But since I know how to get there I really think we should take mine." Jesse said. "Okay. I doubt you'd want to be seen in the blue beast anyway." Ricky said. "Blue beast?" Jesse asked. Ricky pointed at the dented Buick at the end of the lot. "There's a kitty sleeping under it." Jesse observed. "And we don't want to wake up the kitty by running it over." Ricky relented. "Now you get it." Jesse smirked hitting the unlock button on his keys and the lights on a hunter green Land Rover came on. "A little graduation present from big sis." Jesse said rolling his eyes. "Whoa." Ricky said. "You should have seen what Chris got me." Jesse said. "What did he get you?" "A boat. A yacht actually, he missed my graduation." Jesse revealed. "That sucks. Do you even sail?" Ricky asked. "Nope it just sits in the harbor until ... well summer then I'm gonna take it to the Caribbean. Do you wanna come we can wear eyeliner and be pirates?" Jesse asked. Ricky laughed, and Jesse opened the passenger side door for him. "I figured there is a fifty, fifty chance you'll yell at me. And a small chance that you might like it." Jesse said. "I think it's sweet." Ricky said before he could stop himself. Jesse smiled and walked around to the other side. Ricky was worried it kind of felt like a date. Jesse wasn't--no he couldn't be. "Just so I warn you this is a fraternity party, not the fraternity I went to last night. This is predominantly black fraternity, one of the guys from the team invited me. If you aren't cool with that...we can hang later, because I promised T I'd put in an appearance." "I grew up in Compton." Ricky said knowing that would explain it all. "Good point." "I doubt they'll play any of that Dashboard." Jesse laughed. "How in the hell do you drive with the seat leaned back like that?" Ricky asked. "In case I wanna fuck I don't have to take them back to my room." Jesse laughed. When they got there the place was nearly packed, Jesse went and said his hello's Ricky tagged along at Jesse's request. Jesse introduced him to some people and it wasn't long before some leggy blonde came up to Jesse and begged him to dance. "Go man have fun, I'm gonna get something to drink." Ricky said. "Are you sure?" Jesse asked. "Jesse." Ricky said. "I'm going." Jesse said after a second under Ricky's glare. Ricky went to the punch bowl by passing the Mad Dog 2020. "Punch good hard liquor bad," he said eyeing the vodka. He got a cup of punch and went to join two guys with a bong on the couch. He wasn't too worried about the contact high, he could get a contact high walking to the bus in his old neighborhood. He sat there for a while ignoring Jesse and the blonde, and feeling out of place until his second glass of punch and when the Latino DJ put on some Panic at the Disco and he felt even better. He sat there for a while before some girl with an outrageously long weave came and forced him to dance. He was overwhelmed and she knocked him over with her ass. He was feeling kind of weird and kind of sore and some of the brothers helped him up. "You gosta be more careful that ass can do a whole lotta damage believe me." One of them said. Ricky smiled gratefully and headed over to the punch. It wasn't long before Jesse sidled up to him. "Hey," "Jesse." Ricky said excitedly, Jesse eyed him strangely. "You don't seem to have a fever," Jesse felt Ricky's forehead and he giggled. "And you're giggling, oh the jungle juice." Jesse said. "This stuff is sooooo good. What's in it?" "The usual," Jesse said vaguely. Ricky shrugged and leaned on the wall more, "So, are ya gonna fuck her?" "What?" Jesse asked. "Nothing." Ricky smirked. Jesse poked him in the ribs and he stumble slightly, he didn't know what the deal with his balance was or why the room was spinning, if he didn't know any better he would think he was drunk. "Are you alright?" Jesse asked Ricky concerned. Ricky giggled, "Fine, fine, fine..." Jesse knew he was so buzzed off the jungle juice. And the giggles were starting to make Jesse horny all over again. "Your hair looks sexy pushed back." Ricky said pushing Jesse's hair back. Ricky was drunk and Jesse couldn't take advantage of him, even though Ricky was flirting and giving the fuck me eyes and the giggles dear god the giggles. If he didn't fuck something right then he'd go insane. The blonde was still making eyes at him from across the room while she danced with one of the brothers. "Hey be cool Ricky I'll be back in like forty minutes." Jesse said. "You're gonna go fuck her." Ricky said poking out that lower lip. Jesse stroked his face he wanted to kiss him so bad anyone with eyes could tell, "I promised the poor girl. You know how it is." "You don't wanna to hurt anyone." Ricky whispered. "Here have another glass of juice." Jesse suggested. "I like juice." He said. And Jesse was off to screw that whore, he knew he was possibly risking his life for sleeping with a Tri Delta, but he was going to chance it. He took her down to the basement and he fucked her against the wall, it wasn't much to write home about. When it was over she cried. "You don't love me." "No, I just met you." Jesse said pulling his pants on. "You love him." "What? Who?" Jesse asked. "The short guy with the messy hair." "Ricky? He's my roommate, he's kind of drunk." She looked at him with her arms folded under her small breasts. "I've only known him three weeks." Jesse protested. She smiled ruefully, "You've known me longer than three weeks. Do you even know my name?" "Kesli?" he asked. She shook her head, "Wrong!" "Carmen." "Katie! My name is Katie Cassidy and we have all the same classes and we went to the same high school!" she shouted, pulling her dress on and stomping past him up the stairs. Jesse shrugged, and started upstairs. He'd taken longer than he expected he wondered how Ricky was doing. As it turned out Ricky was having a good time he was doing the Laffy Taffy with some of the brothers. And he was doing it right. Jesse couldn't help that his jaw dropped nearly to the floor and he was horny all over again. Maybe Ricky did learn something in Compton. Jesse made his way over there. Ricky really must have been toasted; he wondered how many he'd had. Before he could get across the room Ricky had wrapped himself around him. "Whoa, down boy." Jesse said, Ricky wasn't very heavy and he was extremely flexible he wrapped his legs around Jesse's waist quickly. "I want to get down alright I wanna fuck." Ricky said. "You couldn't have said that three hours ago?" Jesse asked. Ricky giggled. Jesse didn't bother to put him down, some girls were staring. The brothers already knew about his wavering sexuality. "Ricky, you're drunk. Let's go home." Jesse said calmly, trying not to waver on his decision to stay out of Ricky's pants when he was drunk. "Goodnight everyone." Ricky called as Jesse hoisted him up on his shoulder and carried him out of the door. Jesse spanked him again. He could feel Ricky's erection and hear his moan, and he couldn't help doing it again. "I like when you spank me Jesse." Ricky said breathlessly as Jesse put him into his Land Rover. "Oh really, maybe I should do it more often. Then you might learn how to handle yourself at parties." Jesse said and all he got was confused puppy eyes from Ricky that just made his cock harder. Ricky was asleep by the time they got home. Jesse took him inside and put him to bed, he watched him sleep most of the night and he made Ricky a hangover friendly breakfast, making sure to make a lot of noise. Ricky woke up to the sounds of Hun's invading the kitchen, he tried to get up but he had a terrible headache. He managed to stumble out of bed to investigate he had to crawl into the living room. "Jesse what the fuck?" Ricky asked his roommate who was bent of the sink wearing his trademark jockey shorts. "G'morning. How's your head feeling?" Jesse asked. "Like gnomes are dancing in my brain." Ricky managed to stand up completely noticing for the first time that he was practically naked. "Where did my pants go?" "I was making you more comfortable." Jesse replied simply. "What do you mean more comfortable?" Ricky asked. "You got drunk last night and passed out my car; I brought you up put you to bed. And I didn't do any of those sexually explicit things you were begging me to do to you at the party." Jesse said. Ricky didn't know whether to thank him or give him the finger. Jesse couldn't be telling the truth. "I only had the punch." "Dude that was like 180 proof liquor in that punch." Jesse said. "Did I make an ass out of myself at that party?" Ricky asked. "You shook that Laffy Taffy." Jesse laughed. "Oh my God!" Ricky said sitting down on the couch. "What else did I do?" Ricky asked. "I'll never tell..." Jesse said. "Jesse. Please I need to know did I do anything to make your or anyone else feel uncomfortable? God did I snore?" Ricky asked. "No, and no. I'm still not telling. Here eat." Jesse said handing Ricky dry toast and some gross stuff in a cup. "What the fuck?" "Is this your first hangover?" Jesse asked. "Yes. I didn't even know I was drunk." "Aww... such a cute little virgin." "I am still a virgin right, I didn't have sex with anyone did?" Ricky asked. Jesse laughed, "Not for lack of trying." "What? Tell me Jesse please." Ricky pleaded with his eyes. "Fine. You begged me to fuck you." Jesse said. "I feel like such an idiot. I am so sorry, if you want to change rooms that's perfectly fine I'll even pay for it." Ricky babbled. "No, Ricky it's okay. Calm down, it's really not that big of a deal." Jesse said. "It is. It is. I'm gay and I'm going to hell, I hit on my roommate and I don't deserve to live." Ricky was freaking out and pacing the length of the room. "Ricky!" Jesse shouted. "I am so sorry Jesse." Ricky said. "It's okay Ricky." "You don't have to be cool with this, you could kick my ass if you want nobody would blame you." Ricky said. "Believe me I am so cool with this." "Why are you cool with this?" Ricky asked. "Because I'm a little gay myself." Jesse said. "But at the party, there was a girl... you had sex with her I remember." "Technically speaking, I'm bisexual. But I don't like labels, people are people no matter who they wanna sleep with." Jesse said. "You...you like to have sex with men?" Ricky asked. "On occasion." Jesse said. "This is just too much for me..." Ricky said disappearing into his room.