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by Jeff Allen
AT ADAMS STATE UNIVERSITY, ADAMS, NC
When TJ and I were getting ready for bed after getting back to school from fall break I asked him, "So what's up with you and Donnie? You guys looked at each other a lot over the weekend, and I heard enough bits of your phone conversation tonight to know that you were talking to him."
TJ had just pulled off his boxers and climbed into bed. A look came over his face that I'd never seen before, and he grinned so widely I thought his face would split.
"Man, it was wonderful. I really like him, and I think he really likes me."
"You mean `like' as in more than friends, right?"
"Oh, yeah. We spent the last two nights together. I've never felt anything like that before. It was...well it was much more than just sex."
I smiled at my best friend. "Are you in love?"
"I don't know. I just know that I've never felt this way before, and I want to get back home to be with him again as soon as possible."
"Well, congrats, bro, but you've got to focus on some studies here over the next couple of weeks. We've got another round of tests coming up."
"Don't I know it."
I turned out the lights and climbed into my bed.
I was happy for TJ but a little jealous at the same time. There was a guy on the soccer team that I'd developed a huge crush on, but I didn't give myself much of a chance with him. He was already involved with someone else.
Why do college professors schedule important exams in a class for the week after a break? It's almost as if they got together at the faculty club and decided when giving exams would cause the most inconvenience and stress for the students.
The three of us plus Josh were real bookworms that week after fall break. When the weekend rolled around we were ready for some relaxation. TJ called up Karl Henson and told him we were coming over with pizzas on Saturday night. He was supposed to supply the beer as he had before.
Karl wasn't using the cane anymore, but he still had a slight limp when he walked. He said he hoped to be back jogging by the end of the semester. Jonathan and I got a little buzzed on the beer. We were sitting on the floor playing a game on Karl's laptop computer. I looked over and noticed that Karl and TJ were in a deep conversation over at the kitchen table. Their heads were close together like they didn't want Jonathan and me to hear what they were saying.
Back in our room I asked TJ what they'd talked about.
"A lot of stuff really. Karl finally told me a little of what went on up at West Point. They really screwed him over, man. He was trying to do what was right, and he got beaten up and kicked out of the corps because of it. He's got a world of hurt and guilt walled up inside him."
"What do you mean?"
"I'd better not say. I've probably said too much already. Karl was opening up to me, and I don't know how widely he wants things to be known. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, man, that's fine. I understand."
"Oh...and we also talked about Donnie."
TJ smiled broadly. Lately he was doing that every time Donnie's name came up in conversation. He was also spending a lot of time on the phone. Some of the calls were to Ryan and Coach. Most were to Donnie.
"Well, Karl's known Donnie since first grade. For a while back in high school he thought that Donnie might be gay. The three of us kind of fooled around a little out at Coach's place before you were there. When Donnie got married Karl thought the same as me...that Donnie was really straight but had been curious and maybe a little horny. He told me to go for it but not to get hurt."
"Are you still planning on going home next weekend?"
"You bet. Are you going to come along?"
"No, I think I'll stay here. It's the last football game before the playoffs. Somehow I don't think you'll miss me."
"Hey, bro, you know
you, but there's something about Donnie that just floats my boat. You know what I mean?"
"Not yet, but I sure hope to find out some day."
I could hardly wait for the weekend to come around again. I hit the road for Carterville and Donnie as soon as I got cleaned up from practice on Friday evening. I arrived about eight. Donnie was waiting at the door.
He greeted me with one of his long, gentle, sexy kisses that made me hard as a rock.
"Coach and the rest of the cubs are at the football game. I just got Grant and Micah into bed. We've got the place to ourselves for a couple of hours. Are you hungry?"
"How about some left over lasagna first? Then you can have me for desert."
I carried my bag up to Donnie's room while he set out the dinner. Just as he'd said, Grant and Micah were asleep in their beds. Mutt was on the floor between them. She wagged her tail when she saw me, but she didn't move away from the sleeping boys.
Donnie had candles lit in the dining room. There were two places set with lasagna, salad, and a glass of red wine.
"Candles and wine. Is there some special occasion?"
"I thought I'd try to seduce you."
"You didn't need to do all this. Just one more of your kisses would have done it."
"Darn, if I'd known you were that easy, I wouldn't have made the lasagna."
We enjoyed the quiet meal together. We talked. We looked into each others' eyes. We held hands. It just felt so right.
After we'd cleaned up the dishes, Donnie said, "Give me five minutes then come upstairs."
It seemed like the longest five minutes of my life.
When I went upstairs, it was totally dark except for the glow of candles coming from Donnie's room. He had at least a dozen candles positioned around the room. Donnie was lying on the bed with his head propped up on his arm. He was naked, and I thought he was the sexiest and most beautiful man I'd ever seen.
I dropped my clothes in a pile and joined him in the middle of the bed.
We kissed and caressed. Our mouths explored. Finally we needed release. He shot his load down my throat just a moment or two before my own climax filled his hungry mouth.
Afterwards we lay together and talked softly. When we grew sleepy, he got out of bed and blew out the candles before joining me. We never even heard the other guys come home.
Donnie had to go to work on Saturday. Ryan and I spent the day finishing up the seasonal maintenance on the lawn equipment and playing with Grant and Micah. Isaac was over at Tyrone's, and Coach was correcting exams from his classes.
That evening Donnie and I drove into Asheville for dinner at a moderately expensive restaurant Coach recommended. We took my Jeep because Donnie wasn't sure his old Plymouth minivan would make the trip, and, if it had, the parking valet at the restaurant would have laughed his ass off and refused to get in it.
The dinner was wonderful. As the old cliché goes, the food was pretty good too. It was late when we got home. Isaac was staying over at Tyrone's again. Ryan was still out with his latest girlfriend. Coach was sitting in the living room reading.
He asked if we'd had a good time and then disappeared into his bedroom. Mutt was guarding Grant and Micah. She wagged her tail when we checked on them.
We took care of things like peeing, brushing our teeth, and getting naked before meeting in the middle of Donnie's bed. Our foreplay was even better than the night before. This time as Donnie closed his mouth over my rampant hard-on he played with my balls at the same time. His fingers moved to the skin between my scrotum and anus. This was territory that I'd never explored before. As much as Trey and I had played around with each other, we'd never incorporated anal stimulation. Both of us had wanted to save that for the special person. Well, this was the time! I spread my legs farther apart. Donnie's finger brushed over the entrance to my rectum. It was like there was a direct nerve connection between my ass and my dick. I could feel precum oozing from my dick into Donnie's hot mouth.
His finger pressed against my hole. I relaxed. His finger went inside. I jumped.
He took his mouth off my dick. "Is this okay?"
"Do you want to?"
"I've never done it with a guy before."
"Neither have I."
That stopped him short. He came up to lie with his face inches from my hard dick and wrapped his hand around it. I reached over and stroked his beautiful erection.
"I figured you and Trey..."
"No. We've never done this. You're the first one I've ever wanted inside me."
"I don't know what to do."
"I think we'll figure it out. Hold on a second."
I got out of bed, found my bag and located the condoms and lube.
He smiled as I climbed back into bed. "Looks like you're prepared."
"Do we need the condoms?"
"I think we'd better. Leigh and I didn't have sex after she got pregnant with Micah, but I can't guarantee that she was faithful before that. I haven't been tested so we'd better be safe. Now what should I do?"
"Let's go back to what you were doing before, and work some of the lube into me with your finger."
"With pleasure, Babe."
He resumed his oral attack on my dick. He inserted his lubed finger back into my rectum. The lube was cold at first, but the feeling of his finger inside was wonderful. He touched my prostate. I jumped and almost ran my dick down his throat.
"Oh man! That's the spot."
He inserted two fingers. When I relaxed with that, I felt him add a third finger. There wasn't any pain...yet.
He took his fingers out, and I felt empty. I heard the foil packet tear. I watched as he rolled the rubber down over his dick. I spread my legs. He positioned himself between them, and pressed the tip of his dick against my hole.
He'd had three fingers in there before, but this felt much larger. There was some pain. Not unbearable. Just unpleasant. He stopped to let me get used to his size. Slowly he inched forward until I felt his tightly curled pubic hair against my perineum. He was all the way in! He bent down and kissed me as he started to draw his dick out. I used my heels around his hips to draw him back inside. I didn't think it was possible, but he went in even deeper. He backed out and then came forward again. His dick head went over my prostate, and several drops of precum oozed out of the end of my dick.
My hands gripped his arms as I used my legs around his waist to help him set the rhythm. I was no longer in control of my body. I heard someone moaning. I think it was me. He began to thrust faster and harder.
"I'm gonna cum!"
My own orgasm came suddenly. I'd read about guys having orgasms just from being fucked. I hadn't really thought it was possible, but it had just happened to me! My hands hadn't touched my dick, and I was shooting great gobs of cum. Donnie's body stiffened, shuddered, and then collapsed on top of me.
His dick softened and dropped out of me. He rolled away, pulled the condom off his dick, and then lay back down beside me.
"Are you okay?"
"Okay? God, that was wonderful. I wasn't even touching myself, and I came."
"I know. I saw you shoot, and I just couldn't hold it anymore. That was really incredible."
"It was, but right now all I want to do is sleep."
I turned over on my side facing away from him. He spooned his body against me, and I was out like a light.
Grant and Micah made their normal commando raid the next morning. Donnie and I had changed positions so I was spooned against him. The boys giggled and bounced on the bed. Donnie reached back and wrapped his hand around my morning erection.
"I thought I took care of that last night."
"You did, but it needs some attention this morning too."
"I wish I could, but right now I need to get these guys into the bathroom or we're going to be swimming."
Donnie and I talked every night after I got back to school. It was only two and a half weeks to Thanksgiving, but it sure seemed like a lot longer.
Trey, Josh, and I had another big round of exams to get through before Thanksgiving break. Jonathan didn't have any in his classes so he was laying back a little while the rest of us hit the books. Josh's grades had improved considerably from the first set of exams. I was sometimes amazed at the things he hadn't learned in high school, but he was catching up quickly.
About a week before Thanksgiving, Josh was over in the suite studying for our chem exam when out of the blue he asked, "Do you guys know of a cheap motel around here?"
"Huh? What do you need a cheap motel for? Got a hot date?"
"Don't I wish. My mom's coming up for Thanksgiving, and she needs a place to stay. Guess I do too since the dorms are closing."
"I thought you were going home."
"That's what I thhought, but last night when I talked to mom she said she would come up here. There's some stuff happening down home, and she doesn't want me around."
"What kind of stuff?"
"She wouldn't say. Somehow it's connected to her job...being a sheriff's deputy. I'm kind of worried about her, guys. She gets a hold of something and doesn't know when to let go."
"So she's going to come up here to spend Thanksgiving eating a bad turkey dinner in some restaurant and sleeping in some cheap motel, right?"
"Yeah, I guess that's about it."
"I thought you guys didn't have very much money?"
"We don't. That's another thing that worries me. It must be serious if she's willing to spend money on motel rooms."
Trey looked over at me. I knew what he was thinking. I nodded my head. He grinned, then turned to Josh.
"Why don't you and your mom come have Thanksgiving with us?"
"Jeez, guys, that's really nice, but we couldn't barge in like that."
"Bull shit. You've already been to the house.
Everyone loves you. There's going
to be plenty of people there
anyway so two more will hardly be noticed.
Call your mom right now and ask her."
Josh called her, but we could tell from listening to his side of the conversation that she didn't want to accept the offer.
Trey took the phone away from Josh. He tried his best, but he didn't have any more luck than Josh. While he was trying to convince Josh's mom, I had an idea. I went into Jonathan's room and dialed Carterville. When Coach answered I explained the situation to him. He said he'd call Josh's mom and try to convince her to come to our place for the holiday. I got the number from Josh, and gave it to Coach.
About half an hour later Coach called back. Josh and his mom were spending Thanksgiving with us.
We all bailed out of Adams by mid afternoon the day before Thanksgiving. Josh rode with me. Trey and Jonathan drove their own cars. The traffic getting out of town was murder. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry to get home for the break.
The traffic eased up once we pulled off the interstate for the last leg up to Carterville. Josh and I talked non-stop all the way from Adams to Carterville. I found out more about him. His parents never married, and his father took off right after Josh's mom found out she was pregnant, so he never knew him. He had grandparents back in the Maxton area but never saw them either. Seems they were big church people always spouting Christianity, but they'd turned their backs on his mother when she announced she was pregnant out of wedlock. They hadn't even come to Josh's high school graduation. I thought, `Some Christians!' Josh and his mother lived in a double wide mobile home in the middle of a cotton field. Josh told me again how worried he was about his mother and her job; he said, "Whatever's going on down there must be really bad. She's never talked about stuff from her job, but she's never been worried like this before either. I feel guilty that I'm not there to help her out."
Trey was unloading his car when we arrived at Coach's. No one else was home yet. We carried our stuff upstairs. Josh put his gear in Ryan's room. The sleeping arrangements were a little complex with so many people expected in the house. Coach was going to move up stairs to Trey's room when Josh's mother arrived. That would give her a bedroom and bathroom all to herself. Of course, I was sleeping with Donnie. Isaac had his own room, but I figured Tyrone would be there at least one of the nights.
Coach, Ryan, and Isaac all arrived within a few minutes of each other. They'd all been at the after school study hall Coach ran for the team, but because soccer season had been over for a couple of weeks they weren't ravenously hungry like they would have been after a soccer practice.
Donnie and his boys were the last to get home. It was his turn to cook, so he took a quick shower and started dinner. I helped...with the cooking only. If I'd helped him with the shower, we wouldn't have eaten until much later or not eaten at all!
After dinner was over and his boys were asleep, Donnie and I lay together on his bed talking. The rest of the crew was downstairs watching a game on TV.
Our conversation slowly progressed into a serious make out session. I was hard as a rock inside my jeans, and Donnie's hard-on pressed against me every time we kissed. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. I got out of bed, turned off the light, and shucked off my clothes. Donnie quickly got rid of his clothes, and we met in the middle of the bed.
We took our time kissing, caressing, stroking, sucking, and being sucked. After our almost simultaneous release we cuddled some more before drifting off to sleep. I looked over at the clock before slipping into sleep and was surprised to see that we'd been making love for almost two hours! Man, time passes fast when you're having fun.
True to form, Grant and Micah were in bed with us early the next morning. We got up right away because there was an arm load of things to be done to get ready for the Thanksgiving meal.
Coach had assignments for everyone. He was doing the turkey and stuffing. Ryan was in charge of the potatoes and vegetables. Josh was assigned the salads. Elena Castro was bringing the deserts. Isaac was responsible for getting the table ready and cleaning the living room and dining room. Donnie and I were in charge of the bathrooms and getting Coach's room ready for Josh's mom.
She arrived about three in the afternoon in an Oldsmobile sedan that must have been at least ten years old. The finish on the car was so faded it was hard to tell the original color. It looked like maybe dark red or maroon; however, when I helped her with her bags I noticed that the interior of the car was spotless. Lucille Locklear was a big woman with a jolly face. She was almost as tall as me and looked solid and strong. She probably made an imposing figure in her sheriff's uniform.
She hugged Josh, almost squeezing the breath out of him, and then she turned her attention to us as Josh made the introductions. Coach, Donnie, Ryan, and Isaac got big smiles and handshakes. Trey and I got bone-crushing hugs.
"I can't thank you enough for being such good friends to my son. He's so much happier now that he has other guys he can really talk to. It's hard and lonely being gay down in Robeson County."
Grant and Micah appeared to be a little afraid of the big woman at first, but her easy laughter and kind smile soon won them over. They won her over at the same time.
Tyrone along with his father and aunt arrived shortly after Lucille.
There was another round of introductions and some laughter when Lucille recognized Robert Marquez as "Berto" Marquez, formerly of the Chicago Bulls.
We settled down in the living room. Coach served drinks. Scotch for him and Robert. Gin and tonics for Elena and Lucille who were conversing as if they had been friends for years. Wine for the big guys and cokes for Donnie's little guys.
Jonathan escaped from his parents and arrived at the house a little before dinner was ready at four. His family hadn't planned on having a Thanksgiving meal. He said he'd had a turkey sandwich for lunch. We set another plate at the table. Although we all did our best to minimize the amount of leftovers, there was plenty of food left on the table.
That night, Donnie and I were so full from dinner that we just cuddled together in his bed. Just being with him was an emotionally charged experience for me.
Grant and Micah climbed into bed with us the next morning. This time I carried Grant into the bathroom while Donnie hoisted a giggling Micah over his shoulder.
We got the boys and us dressed and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast. Coach and Lucille Locklear were already there drinking coffee. They broke off their conversation when we entered the room. The boys went over to both Coach and Lucille and gave them kisses. I could see Lucille's heart melting a little more. I figured we'd have to check the trunk of her car before she left to make certain she hadn't packed one or both of the boys in with her things.
Donnie ate a quick breakfast and then headed into town to open the service station. He had a number of jobs lined up for the day. He gave his sons and me a quick kiss before heading out the door.
Coach and Lucille were busy whipping up pancakes and frying bacon, but Lucille took note of Donnie kissing me. She turned to Coach and remarked in a voice that I wasn't supposed to hear, "They seem so normal."
Coach smiled over at me. "They are normal. They're just being true to themselves."
Lucille blushed herself when she realized I'd overheard her. "I didn't mean it that way. I know Josh is gay, but I've never been around other gay men before. You all have made a very special household and family. There's a bountiful plenty of love here, and I'm so glad Josh got to meet all of you."
"Lucille, Josh became a part of this `family' when he became friends with Trey and TJ. He fits right in, and we all think the world of him. You should be proud of him."
"Oh, I am proud of him. I always have been."
The rest of the guys started arriving in the kitchen once the smell of the pancakes and bacon made it to the upstairs. After breakfast we loaded into Coach's Explorer and Trey's Volvo to go find a Christmas Tree.
We ended up getting two trees. One for us and one for Lucille. Back at the house, we strapped Lucille's tree to the top of her old Oldsmobile, and then attacked the leftover turkey for lunch. I said good-bye to her after lunch and took Grant and Micah upstairs for their nap. I read them a Thomas the Tank Engine book. They went out like lights. Lucille Locklear was gone by the time I got back downstairs to help the rest of the guys set up and decorate the Christmas Tree.
We didn't suffer through more leftover turkey that night because we'd managed to kill it off at lunch time. Isaac made a big pot of beef stew and baked some biscuits. We stuffed ourselves again.
With Lucille gone, Coach moved back down into his bedroom giving Jonathan a place in Trey's room. When dinner was settled and Donnie's boys were safely tucked into bed, it was hot tub time. Donnie and I sat next to each other in the tub. Feeling his almost hairless thigh up against mine made me hard as a rock. I was still hard when he and I excused ourselves to go up to his room. Donnie was in the same condition as I was, and being the kind and considerate friends they were, the guys made all sorts of joking remarks about our obvious arousals. It didn't bother me. I figured they were just jealous.
Upstairs, Donnie and I took a quick shower to rinse off the chlorine from the hot tub and then started making love. After several minutes of kissing and fondling, Donnie stood beside the bed. He moved me around so I was sitting on the bed in front of him. Then he firmly pushed back on my chest so I lay back on the bed with my legs hanging over the side. He knelt in between my legs and engulfed my cock in his mouth. After bringing me close to orgasm with his mouth, he moved off my cock and started licking my balls and perineum. He pushed my legs up and apart exposing my hole to him. I felt his tongue on my hole. He was tentative at first but then used greater vigor as my body responded to the new sensation. I'd never been rimmed before. Darn it felt good!
As my sphincter relaxed he pushed his tongue in farther. I just lay back enjoying the feeling. I think I moaned a lot, too.
"I want you inside me."
He smiled and got up off his knees. He already had a condom on his dick. I don't know when he'd suited up. I'd been too busy with the sensations caused by his tongue penetrating my hole. Now it was going to be penetrated by something a lot bigger around than his tongue.
I must have been more relaxed than the first time. He slid in easily, without pain. The full feeling of his dick inside my body was wonderful. He took my ankles in his hands, held my legs apart and started his thrusting which was slow and gentle at first but then built in tempo and vigor until I could feel his balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. It was all I could do to hold on to the sheets and enjoy the ride. His thrusts grew even stronger and his face revealed his coming climax. He gave one final thrust and tensed his entire body. I thought I could feel his penis pulsing inside me as he emptied his seed into the condom. I reached down and grabbed my dick. It only took a couple of strokes before I blew a huge wad of cum all the way up to my chest.
Donnie went to work Saturday morning. Josh volunteered to stay with Grant and Micah while the rest of us went for a run. The weather was crisp. The sun was out and melting the frost from the trees and bushes. It was a great day to be out running, but my rear end was just a little tender from the pounding it had taken the night before.
I took the boys into town to meet Donnie for lunch at McDonald's. We'd switched cars that morning so Grant and Micah could ride in their car seats. After scarfing down their Happy Meals, the boys went out to the play yard while Donnie and I talked. The conversation was heavily self-censored because we were in the middle of the busy fast food palace, but I thoroughly enjoyed sitting across the table from him. This was beginning to be serious.
I had no trouble getting the boys to take a nap when we got back to the house. In fact, I lay down on the floor between their beds and took a short nap with them.
That evening Donnie and I made another trip into Asheville for dinner. It wasn't that late when we got back home, but the house was dark and quiet. We quickly brushed our teeth, got naked, and climbed into bed. It would be our last night together until I finished final exams.
My hiney was still a little tender, but I was game to have my man inside me again. However, it didn't turn out that way. After lots of foreplay, he rolled me over on my back and straddled me bringing his ass down over my saliva and precum slicked pole. He moved his hips around for a bit causing the tip of my dick to brush over the entrance to his hole. It was driving me crazy!
Suddenly he sat back on his haunches, grabbed a condom and lube from the bedside table, and grinned at me.
"It's my turn."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, yeah. This is going to be a give and take relationship. Right now it's your turn to give and my turn to take. Besides, you looked like you enjoyed it so much, I figured I'd better see what I was missing."
He rolled the condom down over my hard shaft then added some lube on the condom and around his anus. He grasped me with one hand and slowly lowered his body down on my sword. I felt the head of my dick penetrate his first ring of muscle. He gasped and paused for a bit before lowering himself still further. When he was fully settled on me he paused. I reached up and began playing with his nipples. He rolled his head back and began moving up and down on my dick.
I'd lost a little of my hardness because I was worried about hurting him. It came back quickly when he started moving. The feeling was incredible! He was so hot inside! I could feel his rectal muscles massaging my cock as he moved up and down. I started pumping his dick with my hand as he pumped mine with his ass. Too soon we climaxed. He came first. Three or four ropes of white cum shot from his chocolate colored dick and landed on my chest and stomach. His ass muscles tightened around my cock triggering my own release.
We cleaned up. Curled up together in the bed and went to sleep. Man, I could get used to this.
After church and lunch the next day, we packed the vehicles to head back to school. Trey and Josh left as soon as they were packed. I stayed around for another hour or so talking with Donnie up in his bedroom. Honest, we just talked! Well, maybe there were a few kisses here and there, but mostly we just talked. Finally, I couldn't delay any longer so we said our good-byes, and I left.
Why did I have to fall for a guy that was two hours away from school? It was going to be two and a half weeks until my last exam and before I'd be able to see him again.
It turned out to be a couple of days more than I'd figured.
(To be continued)
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