Date: Wed, 28 Aug 2002 08:47:43 -0700 From: Steve Thomas Subject: Chris-Crossed 9 I have been informed that it would be a good idea to state a few warning comments. There may be graphic sexual scenes between men in this story, so please, if this offends you, or it is illegal or you are underaged to read such, stop here and hit your "back" button. If it is okay with you, read on and enjoy. "Chris, your mom was right!" "What?" "You really do love me, don't you?" He eyes started to get wet again. "How - how do you feel about me?" "I - I - don't know!" (hard swallow) "This is all so new to me! I really liked what we did last night. I have loved being with you. I am so confused! I -" "Slow down a little, guy! I don't know what to think either. Let's just take this a little at a time, k?" (Hugh sigh!) "Yeah, okay." I unlocked the outer door to the bathroom, but remembered to lock the one into my room this time. We went to bed again in my little twin bed. We were both very tired from a long day. We held each other and fell asleep, looking into each others' eyes. The next morning I called Rob. Downey was only a half hour away from Cerritos taking the 605 freeway. Rob was of course surprised to hear from me. He was very excited to go to San Diego with us. Thus ended Chapter 8. Chapter 9 Christmas dinner was all I hoped it would be. Especially for Craig's sake. He was on the one hand feeling a little sad about not seeing his family - well that was his choice - and I think a little intimidated by all the hoopla he was not used to at home. but at the same time, I could tell he loved it - and the attention that my mom especially gave him. My mom was a very special lady. I know she would have treated anyone I brought home the same. She knew how any guy misses his mom at Christmastime. But Craig was especially easy to like! There was turkey, of course, with dressing which my mom was the master of! She made it with crusted bread, the giblets, and spices. The gravy got the remainder of the giblets. There were parsnips, (UGH!) fresh radishes, celery and carrots, mashed potatoes, green beans with mushroom gravy and slivered almonds. Sweet potatoes with lots of brown sugar and topped with mini-marshmallows, a Jell-O salad with strawberry banana Jell-O, topped with fresh strawberries, bananas, canned crushed pineapple,and all of it was topped with sour cream. Of course there was also pie. Apple pie, pumpkin pie, mincemeat pie, and cherry cream-cheese pie. There were also always lots of cookies, all home made, and See's Chocolates! That was Christmas dinner at the Gary house! Craig was enjoying it all - with relish! That made me so happy! Seth caught me alone after dinner. "So did you and Craig have fun last night again?" he said, excited like a little boy! "No!" I replied at first. "Well, yes! We did have fun! But we did not have any sex! We just talked and really connected." "I could tell." "You could tell what?" "I could tell you connected. The way you both look at each other." Damn! Was he just reading into it what he wanted? Was Mom suspicious? "I think you were seeing what you wanted to see!" "Nnnnn - I don't think two guys normally spend so much time standing almost nose-to-nose, looking into each others eyes!" "Did we do that so much?" "Yeah, you did." I talked with Craig. Told him we needed to be more careful. Mom begged for us to stay and go to church on Sunday. At first I said no, but relented. Craig was able to get into some of my old Sunday clothes. I had gained a few pounds since I was able to wear them. I decided I wanted to start working out, and change some of those fat pounds into muscle pounds. "Hey," I said before we went to sleep Sunday night, "Do you want to work out together? I could stand to firm up a little." "Sounds good to me," he said, "I could use it myself." "Well maybe to make you feel better, but you look so good - good enough to eat!" ""Hee hee!" is all he said! I again was careful to lock both doors and Sunday night we were not quite so tired so we cuddled a lot, being sure to be quiet. Craig was getting to be quite fond of kissing! So was I! Monday morning we drove over to Rob's house in Downey. Damn! He lived in nothing short of a mansion. We decided to take my car, since it was bigger than his. When we were all introduced to his family, and his mom made sure and added a ton of food to our already overstuffed ice box, we got off on our way. Rob was in the back seat to start. "Well, you two sure seem to have hit it off!" Rob said. "You seem pretty close! I'm jealous!" I loved that southern accent! I guess he picked it up from his parents. "Whaddaya mean?" Craig asked. "Are you kidding? I expected any moment to see you holding hands!" He said it, leaving a question hanging in the air. I think both of us unconsciously moved away from each other - even though we were sitting in bucket seats. "We did have a lot of fun travelling down and I think he enjoyed being with my family." "That's a fricken' understatement!" Craig siad, "I called home once, on Christmas day, and it sounded and felt like I was calling a morgue. You guys are so lucky to have such gregarious families!" It was said with almost a disgusting overtone. "Already I feel like Chris is like a brother to me!" "Ah! I knew there was something different!" said Rob. Luckily he let it drop after that. The weather in San Diego was wonderful! The water was probably not all that different all year long, but this time of year, even in San Diego, it was still a little cool when you got out of the water. Nothing like Pismo Beach, but cold nonetheless. But we swam, just to let Craig do his gloating to his family. We went to the San Diego Zoo, one of the world's largest and finest. There is also a very good marine park there, as well as an African safari type of place. We hit them all! We spent the night in a Motel 6. Rob was going to pay for a night at the San Diego Hyatt, but both of us protested. He said he wanted to take us to at least one nice place on the way back up. Craig and I looked at each other. Before we could say anything more, he said, "I wanted to ask you if I can ride back up with you." "But, Rob," I said, "Aren't you driving your car back up?" "Naw! It just is a pain to me. Everything I want is within walking distance. And Al has a nice little car." "Al?" I said. "What's up with her?" "I have been calling her almost every day since I have been home. We have so much in common! I am getting very attached to her! She prolly thinks I am a dufus!" At the Motel 6, we were getting ready to go out to eat, and Rob said, "I am going to the ice machine. Want any drinks or anything?" We answered, "No." in chorus. When he was gone, "What are we gonna do now?" Craig said. "We can't turn him down, bud!" we'll just have to cool it for now! "Damn! I was getting so - well I am very - disappointed, is all." "Is that all?" I said. "I thought sure I heard `horny' in there somewhere!" I grabbed his crotch, and he grabbed me around the shoulders. We kissed passionately, until we heard Rob's key in the door. Rob came in and sat on the bed closest to the door. He bounced once or twice. "So who's sleeping in which bed?" "Well, we have had to share a twin bed the last three nights, so I think we should have dibs on the beds!" I said. "You guys slept together in a twin bed?!" "It wouldn't have been so bad if Chris hadn't kept trying to hump me all night!" "ME!" I protested! "I kept waking up to find him slobbering on my neck!" "Okay, okay," Rob said, I'll sleep on the floor! But tomorrow night -" "No one's sleeping on the floor, Rob! You can sleep with me." Craig said. "These king beds are plenty big enough for you and me. Now Chris on the other hand - - if he's in bed with ANYONE - - watch out!" I just scowled. I wondered if we had thrown him off our track. "Tomorrow night we are going to get a suite, with three beds!" Rob said. "Yeah, and who gets to sleep in a room alone? Let's see how this works out, k?" I slept alone the first night. I wanked quietly and slept well. The next day we stopped at Valencia, on Hwy 5, and went to Six Flags Magic Mountain. My Uncle Jack lived within view of the tower, in Saugus. We stopped to see him. He was getting pretty old, but he was always very funny, and heartily laughed at any joke us kids told him. We only stayed for an hour or so and had a nice visit. As we were leaving, he pulled me aside and said, "I hope you and Craig have a good time on the way back!" and he winked at me! "Uncle Jack!" "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me!" and he patted me on the butt! I was nothing short of beside myself. We were being so careful - we thought! We left there and drove back to the coast. We stayed at the first little inn we found. It was a long day, and we were tired. I took my turn sleeping with Rob. I heard Craig wanking over on the next bed. He was prolly pretty horny. Our second day was spent mostly on the road. We stopped at Monterrey and this time went to see the aquarium. That night Rob made good on his promise to take us to a nice place for the night. There was a beautiful Hyatt on the waterfront. He got us a large room. It really was a suite, but the second room was like a living room. I knew there was a bed hidden in the couch, but I didn't say anything. It was my turn to sleep with Craig. After eating dinner at the Monterrey Bay Cannery, we got back to the hotel quite late. When we got in the room, I ran and claimed first shower, and Craig was right behind me. "I don't mind being last. That way I can take my time!" Rob said. "You do just THAT!" I said just loud enough for Craig to hear. He shot me a quick look and a grin. As soon as Rob turned on the shower, Craig attacked me. We were in the same bed anyway. We kissed and fondled all the good parts! Then I quickly took him into my mouth again and did a fast version of our second night together. He was a wild man. There was no time for him to reciprocate, but I didn't mind. I got off just seeing and listening to him get off so completely. He was trying to stifle his hard breathing when Rob emerged from the bathroom, followed by a thick fog of steam. Craig quickly headed for the bathroom. When Craig came back, Rob was snoring. Craig climbed under the covers head first, and immediately started going down on me. He very quietly got me off. He kissed me when he came back up, and I tasted some of my own wonderful nectar. "So Craig, Buddy, are you still straight?" I whispered. "Hee hee! Only time will tell, young man, only time will tell!" There was not another opportunity for us to get any closer for the rest of the trip, since "our turn" did not come again until the night we got back to the dorm. We were screwed - or rather we weren't! When we got back to the dorm, something looked - well not quite right. We checked all our stuff and nothing seemed to be missing. A week later, there was a note slipped under the door. I HAVE THE TAPE "What's this?" Craig said. Rob looked at it. He ran to his closet. He opened his Camcorder. "It's gone!" he exclaimed. "That little shit came in here while we were gone!" "Why was it still in the Camcorder." I asked, alarmed and annoyed. "I thought you guys were staying here!" "Oh, yeah! Shit!" "I told him there was another. I wonder if he bought that story?" Rob said. "I guess we'll see." I said. "He has been having regular sex with his room mates, you know." Rob and Craig together: "He WHAT?" "What the hell is this all about?" Craig asked. Rob and I looked at each other. I was trying to communicate with him with my eyes: *How much do YOU want to tell him?* "We may as well tell him, Chris. He's going to find out eventually, anyway." Craig was looking quickly between the two of us, trying to divine where this was going. "And besides," Rob said, "I know you guys are - into each other." Craig And I together: "You WHAT?" "I may be naïve and dense sometimes, but I'm not totally stupid." He looked a little hurt. "I - I don't know what to say, Rob. Are you - okay or pissed - or something?" "I will have to say I was hurt at first. I thought you were keeping something from me - like you were shutting me out. It really hurt, because I really like you both. When I finally figured it out, it still hurt, because I wanted so much to be - to be - friends with you. Now I feel odd man out. Again! I've felt that way all my life." "I'm sorry Rob! I surely did not want you to feel that way. I told you that you were very attractive to me, but -" "I know, but I'm not `that way', so -" "So you are again odd man out, just like it always was in school, huh?" Craig was kind of getting a picture, but it was incomplete. "I - uh - is there something I am missing here?" "Gunt caught us one night wrestling," Rob said with bitterness, "We both had -" he couldn't say it. "We both had boners!" I finished his statement. "He totally got the wrong impression," Rob said, "And tried to blackmail us." "But we had a very damaging video - the one that is missing - of Gunt beating off, looking at - well, me - or my woody - as I slept. We did it as a joke -" We told him the whole story. "Okay," Craig said, "I think I have a plan." He had our attention! "But first I want to ask you a serious question, Rob." Wide eyed, Rob said, "What?" Craig walked closer to Rob, and looked deeply into his eyes. "Rob, you said Gunt got the wrong impression." Rob looked worried about what was coming next. "Are you SURE it the wrong impression? Are you absolutely SURE?" Rob face tightened and got all at once red. "YES! I'm SURE!" And he not only averted his eyes, but his whole body from Craig. "The reason I am asking is - well - I didn't think - until recently - that I might be - uh - `that way'. I'm still not sure. You seemed to be pretty convinced that Chris and I - well you know! But I am not even sure myself. I know that - um -" He looked at me for permission to continue. I nodded yes. "I know that I really liked it when he - Chris - uh -" "I went down on him and he really liked it, Rob!" I said. "And he reciprocated, to be fair to me. Now he - he's -" "Now I'm more confused than ever! That's why I asked you if you were sure. Especially if you woodied up playing with Chris. Please don't take offense at that." "Well, make no mistake about this: I know!" Said Rob. He turned completely away from us both. "Rob?" I said "Yeah?' he said talking to the wall. "Could you - er - can you still be friends - with me - or, uh, with us - knowing what you know?" Rob turned back and had tears streaming down his cheeks. "Chris, you are the only friend - FRIENDS - I have. Other than Al. I'm NOT gay! And yet it seems like all my life everyone has treated me as if I was!" It was said with bitterness. "So we're still friends?" I repeated. "Damn you!" Rob said through his tears. "How can you even doubt that!" "C'mere." I beckoned with both hands. Rob stepped up to me, and I wrapped my arms around him. Behind his back, I also beckoned to Craig. I forgot it was Gunt, not Craig that had done this with us before. Craig looked at me questioningly. I beckoned with more emphasis. He stepped up to Rob's back and wrapped his arms around the other side, enclosing us both in his arms. With my head on Rob's chest and Craig's on his back, he shuddered and sighed big! By this time my woody was raging, and it was pressing into Rob's thighs, but he was not responding in kind - even with as much as a thump. I looked up at his closed eyes. My movement looking up made him open his eyes. "Sorry, Rob, it was involuntary." "It's okay," he said, and he hugged my head. He finally smiled, wryly. "I'm getting a mirror image of it from the back!" And from the back, I heard a giggle escape from Craig. "So, Craig!" Rob said. "What's this 'plan' of yours?" "WO! Back to reality, huh?" "You said you had a plan." "My old roommates and I did not get along at all, mostly because of my intolerance of them flaunting themselves in front of me." He was warming up to an idea that was forming in his mind. "But they are really, and I mean REALLY shallow - and immature. I think I could go back, get them a CD or something, and they would love me. They don't know I am - er - that I have - `done' anything." "How's that going to help?" Rob said. "I'm not sure, but if I can get into their confidence and then maybe Gunther's - maybe we can get the video back?" "You'd be willing to do that?" I said. "Those guys disgust me! They are - or may be - the reason I, uh - am so - unwilling to admit - well you get the idea!" "It's hard to say it, isn't it, Craig?" I said. Looking down, "Yeah, it is!" "It's as though, if you say it, it makes it more so." "I know." "Me too! It was the longest time for me to even be able to even THINK it - let alone say it out loud." During this conversation, Rob was watching us both, wide eyed and serious. He wasn't asked, but he shook his head and answered, "I'm not." He looked from Craig to me and added, "So why am I so drawn - emotionally - to you?" "It's the same reason many other guys group you with - guys like us - er - me. They think if a guy is emotional and sensitive he MUST be gay. Very quietly, Craig whispered, "I think I must be." "What?" I said. "You heard me!" "Say it out loud, Craig!" "I think - I must be!" he said louder. "Must be what, Craig?" "That way!" "What way?" I shouted! "Gay!" he shouted back, then he ducked and looked at the door and the walls. Then under his breath, "Damn you!" Rob walked up and looked down into his eyes. Then in mock seriousness, he said, "Are you SURE, Criag? Are you absolutely SURE?" "Fuck you, Rob!" Knock knock knock! The door opened. Timmy opened it and peeked out. Craig could see Lou further into the room. Lou and Timmy were his ex-roommates. Craig used to call them - to their faces - Little Lulu and Tubby! So they did not like him very much "What do you want, fuck-face?" Timmy said. "I came to apologize for being such an ass." Craig said. Not convinced, Timmy said, "Yeah, and I am giving up ass for lent! What the fuck do you want?" It was delivered with venom. "No, really. One of my new roommates is gay." "We know!" said Lou. "We've heard all about him!" They both giggled at that. "I have gotten close to him, and -" "OOO! How close? Hehehehe!" (As Craig was relating this to us, he was becoming redder and redder.) "It's not like that!" Craig told them. "Anyway, he convinced me that - that its just another way of being, and -" "And you bit, hook, line, and sinker, right?" Tommy said. "More likely he found out what a good bite feels like!" Lou said, evilly. "Okay, Fuck you both!" Craig said. "I won't give you the gift I bought you." In unison: "Gift?" They oozed. "you brought us a gift?" Craig was already walking away. He stopped. "I thought maybe we could at least - well I just felt bad." He held the gift out to Timmy. Timmy grabbed it and ripped it open. "Brittany Spears! It's the new Brittany Spears CD! I love it! I love it!" He sounded exactly like Richard Simmons! A third voice came from the direction of the bathroom. "Take the gift and close the door! He's just trying to get the tape back! Now we KNOW there isn't another one!" Craig looked at Rob and me. "Gunt wasn't as stupid as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, I guess." He said. "What will he do now?" "With Gunt, you never know." I said. "Not only does he have a criminal mind, he is ruled by his gonads. I suspect he will be letting us know shortly." Nothing happened for over a week. Then we found another note: I Will Use It! "I say, let's call his bluff! Anyway, it's just his word against ours." Craig said. "But even a rumor like that could ruin things." Rob said. "Are you still worried about Al?" I said. "I really like her! I don't want to take any chance of losing her!" Rob said. "Rob!" I commanded. "She likes you too! Don't worry so much! Besides, she knows already!" "And besides that, I am also worried a little about what Crissy may think!" Craig said. "But we can't let that little fuck blackmail us! "Who's Crissy?" "That's the girl Craig has been dating. Have you even seen her since Christmas, Craig?" I know I couldn't hide the hurt I felt. "Once." Craig said. I looked at the floor and almost whispered, "A date?" "No." "Crissy? Her name's Crissy?" Rob said. "Why, do you know her?" said Craig. "No, but don't you see? It's almost funny! Crissy and Chris!" We got it! Knock Knock Knock. Craig opened the door. "Hi, I'm Al." Craig scanned all her height. "I know." "Is - oh there you are, Rob." "Hi Al. You're not supposed to be in the guys' dorm." "I thought this" she handed him a bag, "was reason enough to come." Rob opened up the bag and pulled out - the videotape. He dropped it! He looked at me. "That's it!" he exclaimed. "Where did you get this?" he asked Al. "Gunt gave it to me. He said you were trying to blackmail him with it." "Gunt's been talking to you, again? I'll kill him!" Rob yelled. "What?! What did he tell you?" "He said you were blackmailing him with it." Rob turned his back on her and slumped down on to his bed, and looked intently at the floor. "Al," I said, "what else did he tell you?" "That you and Rob were lovers and that you were trying to prevent him from telling anybody with the video." Rob was sitting with his elbows around his knees, his whole body was shaking. I thought he was crying. He looked up and his face was red and contorted into a very fierce look. But he spoke very coolly and clearly. "Do you know where he is right now?' "Rob," she protested, "don't -" "DON'T try to protect him, dammit! If he is going to screw up my relationship with you, he is going to pay for it!" "My relationship with you?" she said, "You don't think I bought his story, do you? He is a little monster. I knew that from the beginning." She went and sat next to Rob. "Don't worry, Rob! I think I am a better judge of character than you give me credit for. I have heard most of this story before, remember?" She put her hand on his face and drew it into a peck on the lips. He grabbed her in a close hug and kissed her properly. "Nah-ah-ah!" Craig said! "None of that stuff in the guys dorm!" >From behind Al's back, without skipping a beat, appeared Rob's middle finger. After the kiss, I said, "So what shall we do about Gunt?" Together, both Rob and Al said, "Nothing!" "He is a miserable little nothing," Al said. "He causes himself enough trouble." "I agree." Said Rob. "But I would like to make sure he does not prey on anyone else." I said. "Oh, I don't think he will cause you any more trouble." She said. "Why is that?" "I told him that if I ever heard of him bothering anybody else, I would tell about his sick three-way affair with his roommates." "You knew about that?" I said incredulously. "No, but I could tell from his expression that I guessed right!" "You know what you got here, Robbie?" Said Craig. "What?" "You got yourself one real balls-y lady!" Rob turned a deep shade of red. I couldn't believe that Rob was still so shy around Al. She was certainly not with him - or us! She was almost like one of the guys. We went everywhere, did everything together. Well maybe not EVERY-thing! I know for a fact that Rob was still a virgin. I reaffirmed my virginity every time Craig and I made love! I had still never slept with a woman! Craig had had experience with girls, but he determined that it could have been his hand or his pillow, for all he felt. He knew he was gay. I was feeling more and more like we were a perfect match. My mom actually called me one night, and in our conversation, asked about him. "He's fine." I said. "And how aret you and he doing, dear? Are you still getting along - uh - as well?" She knew! "Mom! What are you saying?" I had to be sure. "Are you - do you think you are in love?" "Omigosh, Mom! How did you -? Does Dad know?" Did Seth tell? "Oh, sweetie, the way you two looked at each other! I could tell right away. Your father knows, but he is having a hard time with it. But he's all right, I think. He's worried about your brother, though." "Worried about what?" I asked. "Well, I think he is worried that your brother may be going the same route." "Do you thing so, Mom?" "Oh, how can one say? He's seventeen. He dates a different girl every week. He doesn't hang with the guys much - no close friends." "Just like me, huh?" I said. "Have him call me, k?" "Okay, dear. I love you. Bye!" Notes: Nope. I have no idea where this is going! But maybe I will tomorrow. Please feel free to comment: s4d@hotmail.com Be sure to put "Chris" in the subject box. Love, Steve