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Finding Family

by Jeff Allen


On Monday afternoon of the second week house sitting for Doc and Matt, Brian called my cell phone.

"Hey, Trey, can I cook dinner for you tonight out at Doc's?"

" offense guy, I appreciate the offer, but I hope you're not going to try anything fancy."

Let me tell you up front that Brian was not a good cook. Actually that statement was too kind. Brian was a rotten cook!

He chuckled, "You shithead. I thought you liked my macaroni and cheese."

"Your mac and cheese is passable, but that chicken and rice thing you cooked up a couple of weeks ago was awful."

"Hey, it takes talent to burn the chicken while leaving the rice hard as little rocks. Actually, I'm at the grocery store drooling over a couple of really nice looking steaks. I figured even I could bake some potatoes, put out a prepackaged salad, and grill the steaks. Maybe a bottle or two of wine just in case I screw up."

"You're on. I'll see you tonight."

"Do I need to pick up a steak for Josh?"

"No.  Brandon's off tonight so he and Josh are going out on a date."

"Cool. See you tonight."

The potatoes were a little underdone, but the prepackaged salad was good, and the steaks were delicious. The wine was darn good too.

We sat at the table for a while after dinner sipping on the wine and talking. When it was dark we cleaned up the kitchen, washed the dishes, poured ourselves another glass of wine, and stripped down for a soak in Doc's hot tub.

We settled into the warm water and looked up at the stars. There was no moon so the stars were especially brilliant. Lightening bugs flashed on and off in the yard.

"Trey, I'm really glad we've had the chance to become friends this summer."

"Thanks. I'm glad too."

"Can I ask you something really personal?"

"Go ahead. If it's too personal, I won't answer."

"Fair enough." He took a drink from his wine glass. "How come you don't date anyone? You're a handsome guy with a great personality."

The question took me aback. Of course I knew the answer, but I couldn't give it straight out to Brian. It was my turn to stall by taking a drink of wine.

"Well, I'm not interested. Don't get me wrong. I've fooled around with Josh, TJ, Isaac, and a few other guys, but that was all done as buddies...almost brothers. Now it looks like they've all found their life partners, and we don't fool around with each other any more."

"So why don't you ask some of the guys on campus out for a date? I know several guys who would love to make it with you."

"I'm not looking to `make it' with just anyone. I want 'some one'."

"So what would your ideal guy be like?"

"Well, he'd have to act like a man. I don't have anything against guys who fit the gay stereotype; they just don't turn me on."

"What else?"

We were starting to get into dangerous territory. I chose my words carefully. "He'd need to be intelligent, able to carry on a good conversation, enjoy sports, be someone I could be friends with for the rest of my life." I thought I'd better try to turn the conversation around. "What about you, Brian? What are you looking for? You've had more experience with relationships than I have."

He lowered his eyes. "Ouch. That hurts, but you're right. I dated a lot of guys in high school. Stephen Ngyuen and I were friends with benefits all the way through high school and into college until he met Mike Hernandez. About that same time I connected with Sergei Potanov. He and I tried to keep it together after he graduated and went back to Russia, but the truth is that we were winding down the relationship even before he left for home. We're still friendly, and we exchange emails once or twice a week, but it's over. I've been with a bunch of guys since Sergei. Nothing serious. That's really not what I'm looking for."

"So what are you looking for?"

"The same thing as you. Someone who'll be my friend as well as my sex partner. I didn't realize that until just recently. My mistake has always been that I've jumped into bed with guys before I'd gotten to know them. It's always easier if you're just looking for sex. I was confusing love with physical attraction and lust. I think I'm finally ready for real, lasting love. And I think I've found the right person. This guy has become a really good friend. Now the problem is how to tell him that I'd like to be something more than a friend."

"That's a problem." My heart was up in my throat. Brian had found someone. Once again I was going to be shut out.

He looked at me but then cast his eyes downward. "I've talked with my brothers David and Justin about this. They tell me that I need to take the bull by the horns and just tell the guy."

"I think that's good advice."


With that he leaned across the hot tub and kissed me. I was stunned at first, but within a nanosecond or two...I was kissing him back.

He drew back, looked into my eyes, and smiled nervously. "There, I've told him. Now I have to wait for an answer, but I hope that kiss was an indication of the answer."

I scrambled out of the hot tub and plunked my dripping wet, naked butt down on one of the deck chairs. Brian looked stricken.

"Brian, don't tease me about this. I...I can't do a one night stand with you. I've had a thing for you since I first saw you in the soccer team meeting my freshman year. This summer has been wonderful being able to spend time with you, but unless you're really serious about wanting a long term relationship we need to keep it to being just good friends."

He came out of the tub and knelt on the deck in front of me. He took my hands in his. "I have never been more serious about anything in my whole life than I am right now. I want to be with you all the time. I've never felt this way about anyone before. How can I show you how serious I am about this?"

"You can kiss me again for starters."

He leaned forward. I met him halfway. Only our hands and lips touched, but the kiss sent tingles down my spine and around to the base of my cock. By the time the kiss ended I was hard as a rock and leaking precum. I glanced down at his crotch as we pulled back from our kiss. His rod was in the same condition, standing straight up with the head almost fully visible outside his foreskin. Even in the darkness, I could tell that the head was covered in precum.

"Will you sleep with me tonight?"

He smiled.

"I mean just to hold each other and sleep."

To my delight his smile never changed.

"Can I wrap my hand around your cock like I did a few weeks ago?"

"I thought that was an accident! I was afraid you'd be embarrassed so I moved away when I had the chance."

"But you were awake for a while before Gary and Greg came into the room. I could tell from your breathing."

It was my turn to smile. "You asshole! I thought you were asleep!"

"I didn't get much sleep that night. I lay next to you all night and finally got up the courage to cuddle with you just a little while before you woke up."

Without another word we covered the hot tub, brushed our teeth, and climbed into bed. We met in the middle of Doc's big king sized bed. Brian held me and gently stroked my hair as we drifted into sleep.

Sometime in the night I woke up. Brian was lying on his back with one hand behind his head. That position exposed his armpit which was where I had buried my nose. Brian smelled of chlorine from the hot tub and of his own particular musk. Far from being unpleasant, it really turned me on. As I lay there breathing in his personal scent my dick grew hard and pressed against his hip. I couldn't believe how much I was getting off on it! Every intake of breath seemed to increase my arousal. Before I realized what was happening I came! My load shot out against his hip. I was totally embarrassed. I started to move away, but Brian brought his hand out from behind his head and placed it on the middle of my back preventing me from moving away from him.

"Do I turn you on that much?"


"Kinky." He chuckled softly and hugged me closer. "Go back to sleep."

The next morning my embarrassment came rushing back when we climbed out of bed and I saw my dried cum all over Brian's hip and thigh. He just grinned at me and winked.

We took our morning run, showered separately, had a quick breakfast, and went out to our vehicles to go back into town. Brian had classes, and I had work to do in the lab.

We shared a quick hug and kiss before parting.

"Uh, will you come back out tonight?"

"Nothing could keep me away."

"I...uh...didn't know that last night was going to happen. Brandon has the night off so he and Josh are coming out to stay. Is that a problem?"

He grinned again. "Naw, I like seeing Brandon in the hot tub, but I'm planning on sleeping with you. You're the one I want."

On the way back out to Doc's that afternoon I picked up five pounds of shrimp, salad fixing, fresh corn, and a couple pound packages of butter. After everyone arrived we drank a few beers as we husked the corn. Then, while the water for the shrimp and the corn was heating we stripped down and climbed into the hot tub.

Brian was right. It was always a treat to see Brandon in the buff. The man had to be half horse!

Dusk found us sitting naked on the deck peeling hot shrimp which were then dipped in melted butter, munching on salad, eating corn on the cob, and sipping cold beer. Life doesn't get much better!

After dinner Josh and I worked cleaning up the kitchen while Brian and Brandon went back into the hot tub.

"Okay, Trey, what gives between you and Brian? You two were making google eyes at one another all during dinner. Is there something finally happening between you two?"

I blushed. "Yeah, there is."

He grabbed me in a full body hug. "Man, that is so great! I know you've liked him for a long time. You guys make a really hot couple."

"We're going to try to take it slow. He says he's done with the whole dating scene and one night stands. We want to build our relationship on a friendship basis."

"I'm happy for you. Let me go tell Brandon..."

Just then we heard Brandon give a big "YES!" from outside.

"Never mind. I think he knows." We laughed and hugged each other again.

It felt wonderful that night to sit next to Brian in the hot tub or on the bench on the deck. Brandon and Josh sat across from us, and the four of us talked into late in the evening.

When Brandon and Josh went upstairs to bed that night I pulled Brian to me and kissed him passionately.  

"Does this mean you want to play?"

"I don't want to play; I want to make love with you."

We went to bed, and I explored every inch of Brian's body with my fingers and tongue. He did the same to me. When fully aroused, the head of Brian's penis was almost completely out of its protective foreskin. If I pushed the skin back it stayed caught behind the glans. After more than an hour of foreplay we ended up in a sixty-nine. Brian was the first to come. His load tasted slightly nutty and almost sweet. He had no sooner finished filling my mouth with his delicious love offering when I gave him his first taste of my ejaculate.

The rest of the week was an almost idyllic time for me, and I think for Brian as well. We talked a lot about what we wanted in a relationship. We talked about our families and the experiences we'd had growing up. He held me and cried with me when I told him about the landslide that killed my parents. We made slow, gentle, mind-blowing love each night. We did everything including rimming and using our fingers to explore the inner recesses of our bodies, but we stopped short of intercourse. By Saturday morning, our last day house sitting for Doc and Matt, I'd made a decision. I wanted Brian to take my cherry.

On my way out to Doc's that afternoon, I picked up some great looking tuna steaks for grilling and a package of condoms for Brian. I wrapped the condom box and placed it under Brian's pillow.

It was another fantastic evening. When we got into bed Brian felt the package under his pillow and pulled it out.

"What's this?"

"Open it and find out." I ran my finger down his chest and stomach and across the length of his cock. I was rewarded by seeing the head of his dick begin to peak out from under his foreskin.

"If you keep that up I won't open this until tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I promise I'll be good for a couple of minutes. Open it."

He tore off the wrapping. His eyes widened when he saw the condom box.

"Trey, we've talked about this. Are you sure you're ready. I don't want you to feel any pressure about anal intercourse."

"I'm ready. I've never done this before. I want you to be my first and my only."

I thought I saw tears in his eyes as he moved forward to kiss me.

We kissed and touched. We licked and sucked. He got between my legs and used his tongue and finger on my hole. I began to moan from the pleasure.

"I want you inside me, Brian."

He continued working on me with his tongue, but I could tell from his movements that he was putting a condom on his shaft. His tongue was replaced by a lubed finger. I was ready!

"I'm going to lie on my back. You straddle me. That way you can control how much to take and how quickly."

We moved into position. Brian held his dick upright as I maneuvered to place my entrance on the head of his condom-covered shaft. I eased downward. There was a little resistance and pain as the head of his penis moved past the lips of my anus. I sucked in my breath.

"Just take it easy and relax." He began stroking my hard dick with his lubed fingers.

That relaxed me. The pain eased, and I lowered myself down further. I had to stop again to adjust to having him inside me. When the cramping eased I lowered my butt all the way down until I could feel his curly pubic hair on my ass.

"God, this is awesome!" I bent down and kissed him.

We lay like that for a few minutes just kissing and moving slowly as I got used to the feeling. I started moving my ass up and down on his shaft. We both moaned in pleasure. He started moving his hips to meet my downward movements. I felt his dick moving against my prostate with each stroke.

"I'm going to turn us over so you're on your back."

He remained buried inside me as we flipped. I hooked my arms around the backs of my knees to spread my legs, and he began to pump into me. Jeez, it was good! I watched his face as his strokes became deeper and faster. I looked at the sweat forming beads on his brow and beginning to cover the rest of his sexy body with a satin sheen. His cockhead moved over my prostate with each stroke. I closed my eyes and began to moan, feeling the orgasm building in my loins. Brian must have known I was about to cum. He bent forward and took the end of my dick in his mouth. Well, that did it. I exploded almost as soon as his lips settled around the head of my dick. My bucking caused him to lose his lip lock on my pulsing cock. I sprayed his face and neck with my cum. His body stiffened, and he drove into me one last time before the convulsions of his own climax overtook him.


After he pulled out and disposed of the full condom, we fell asleep in each others arms.

In the middle of the night I became aware of Brian's mouth sliding around my cock. I stirred.

He looked up and grinned at me. "Round two. My turn."

He quickly rolled a condom down over my dick and then rolled over on his back pulling his knees up to expose his ass to me. "Go for it, Trey. I'm ready."

"What about some lube?"

He grinned again. "Already taken care of. Now make love to me."

I knelt between his legs and guided my dick to his waiting hole. It was tight and warm as I slid into him.

He closed his eyes. "It's been a while since I've had anyone in there. Start slow."

That's what I did. Long slow strokes. The feeling was incredible! If I hadn't had a huge orgasm just hours before I wouldn't have been able to last very long.

"Faster," he urged.

I complied. I tried to take his dick in my mouth like he'd done to me, but I wasn't able to reach it. Instead I leaned forward and covered his mouth with mine as I drove harder and faster into his ass. His hands started moving on my shoulders and back. His fingers dug into my lats, and one hand slid between us to play with one of my nipples. I felt my climax building. My last several thrusts into him were jerky as I filled the condom. All of the time I kept my mouth covering his. I gave one last spasmodic thrust. He moaned beneath me, and I felt his seed flowing out between our bodies. His ass muscles tightened down on my dick, and I almost had a second orgasm.

I rolled off. He moved against me and threw his leg over my thigh. Within seconds I heard his breathing drift into the distinctive pattern of sleep.

Double wow!

(To be continued)


AUTHOR'S NOTE: Many of the characters who play parts in this story were previously introduced in either "When Love Comes" (last posted in the College section on Sept. 6, 2001) or "Love of a Lifetime" (last posted in the College section on May 19, 2003). While not necessary, readers may find it useful to read the two earlier stories posted on this site.  Both previous stories are also posted at

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