Date: Tue, 9 Dec 2008 22:14:15 +0000 From: Steve Thomas Subject: Grpwing up Joshua, Ch. 25 Growing up Joshua This is a work of pure fiction, but based on the author's feelings,beliefs, and in some cases, experience. Come to think of it -- it mightnot be all that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at timesbetween males, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If youare too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kindif story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - -ENJOY! Cast of characters: Joshua Alan Black II Barbie Warfield -- my mother Dennis Warfield -- my stepfather Richard -- My favorite Cousin Ray and Raul -- Richards' younger brothers. Nate Willows -- My first roomie. James Meriwether -- Mid-year Transfer Seth Gary -- My therapist. Luke -- Seth's partner. (Lukamaiola Makamakahaiiolioli) Jake -- Seth's Cousin Colin -- Jake's partner Uri -- Jake and Colin's Son Ursula -- Jake and Colin's Daughter Chris -- Seth's brother Craig -- Chris's partner Rob -- Seth's "big brother" (not really, but ... ) Denny -- Rob's partner. Greta -- one of Rob' and Denny's 4 kids. Uncle Jake Smith -- Jakes father and the Smith Patriarch Aunt Lindy -- Jakes Mom Etta -- The Smith's housekeeper Ren (Lawrence) Smith Family Friend Lenny (Leonard) Ren's partner. Bobby -- Colin's brother >From Chapter 24: I took several deep breaths, as the pain started to subside. "And -- it was worth it! Hottest sex I ever had!" I kissed his gaping mouth and thrust my tongue deep into it. Then I pulled him to me and clung to him, as the pain got easier and easier. "Gotta do that again after my rib heals!" I laughed. "I think I'm ready to go back to sleep, Bobby. And -- omigosh! Thanks for -- for -- I mean -- it was stupendous!" I exclaimed. He started to get up to return to his bed. "Where you goin'?" I asked. "I don't want to hurt you." "Stay, Bobby -- stay -- please!" Chapter 25 In the morning, Bobby's arm was over my arm and torso, and he woke me, gently stroking my nipples. "Are you feeling any better, guy?" "I dunno." I yawned. I haven't tried to move yet. He moved away and I made to sit up. "Oaaooh!" I said, chuckling. "Very stiff!" "I see you are ... but how do you feel?" He laughed. I looked down and my boner was sticking up at about a 30 degree angle from my body. I giggled and stroked up from my balls to the hood. "Now THAT feels good!" I said. "Not as good as it looks!" Bobby said, smacking his lips! "Whattaya think? Will you be able to at least ride some small waves today? You know what they say about getting back on the horse!" He said, still staring at my crotch. "Of course with that thing ... you ARE the horse! Haha!" "Let me move around a little." "Sounds like you guys are up!" Came Luke's voice from outside our door. "I'm surprised after the sounds I heard coming from in there last night!" Hollered Ren, laughing. "I guess you two musta got acquainted!" "Fuck you, Lennie! You jealous? You coulda joined us if you wanted!" Laughed Bobby. "Besides ... That was therapy you heard! I think Josh is all better now! I think our boy wants to go surfing today." Said Bobby opening the door and exposing me in my altogether to the other two. Both of them gasped when they saw my maleness. I wanted to crawl into a hole. I covered it with my hands. "Wo! I'll bet SOMEONE's butt is sore this morning!" Said Ren. "C'mon, leave the boy alone! He's only a teenager!" Said Luke. "If you're gonna surf today ... Are you really?" "I dunno -- I want to if I can!" I answered. "I'll be back in a minute ... gotta pee. "Take your time. You guys get ready and I'll order up some breakfast." Said Luke. "Anyone else like Locks and Bagels?" "I'll take a 12 ounce medium rare steak and 3 eggs with hash browns and sourdough English muffins -- four of `em!" Said Bobby. "Don't you bulk up the morning of a competition?" "Naw. I'll eat a high protein lunch." Said Luke. "See you guys later." Luke reached in and closed our door, winking at me, then licking his lips and again staring at my bone as the door closed. "We should probably get showered. With that tape on you, I'd be glad to wash your back ... and massage anything you like!" When we got into the shower, I realized he wasn't just joking. He massaged my sore arms and back, being careful about the sore side. I didn't see him lube himself up so when he eased himself onto my pole, I was pretty amazed. Then he braced himself against the wall and told me, "Get yourself limber, Josh! You got some waves to ride!" I was beginning to like his form of therapy. When I blew my load, again, there was a deep pain in my side, and so I gritted my teeth and held on to Bobby tightly until the pain subsided. "I think I'll be able to get up on the board. I may not do anything tricky today. I didn't mean to yesterday! But when the curl started to take me, it just seemed natural to duck." "Yeah! In the curl it's natural to duck!" He said, Laughing, "Just like in the shower, it's natural to fuck! And damn, that felt good. I haven't had a good reaming like that in awhile!" "You like that' eh?" I wondered if he ever had bigger in him -- so I asked. "Well -- never a dick as big as yours. I've seen a few I'd liked to have tried! But I've had a hand or two that was bigger than that." "Hand?" "You know -- a fist? I like fisting -- or -- well -- being fisted!" "I think I'll pass on that!" I said. "To each, his own, Josh! I somehow just like things stuck in me. It's like -- fascinating -- or something -- to me! Ever rodded yourself?" he asked. "I'm almost afraid to ask." I said. "You know -- some call it sounding -- putting a rod way into your pee hole -- I mean some guys put it way into their bodies." "Wha -- at?" I said unbelieving. "Sure. I haven't gone that deep -- yet, but damn if it doesn't turn me on to watch it! Someday I will!" "You're beginning to freak me out!" I said. "Isn't that stuff painful?" "Sorry." He said, then continued. "Yeah, but I like pain. Sometimes you get to the point -- when you are so starved for some feeling -- that even pain is better than nothing. What you did for me a few moments ago was awesome. You don't need to worry. I won't push you to do anything that you don't want. What you did wasn't painful, but it felt great! Anyway -- thanks! I brought a sounding rod with me -- if you're curious, I could show you." We had breakfast in the common room, and while we ate, Luke said, "This afternoon we're going to a different place to stay." "How come?" "The hour drive! A casita came available near San Salinas -- next to where the competition is. It's big enough for all of us. There are only two rooms. But we won't have to drive so far." I'm pretty sure Bobby's feelings were hurt when I asked Luke if I could room with him. I hoped that this was okay with Rennie! But then Bobby brought up the rodding situation again -- in front of the other guys. "You really do that?" Said Ren. "Sure!" Said Bobby. "Well, actually I'm kind of new to it. You guys wanna see -- tonight?" I knew I didn't! "Sure!" Said Ren. "May as well!" Said Luke. Sigh! I guess I did! 2nd Competition day: Well, it started pretty much the same as yesterday, except I was very, VERY sore, having sat -- and bounced -- for an hour in the 4-door Jeep that Luke had rented. The boards, including a new one for me -- were on the top. When we got to the beach, "I'll see you guys later, I guess." Said Luke. "Heh! I guess you'll see me first!" He said, grabbing his board and running to meet the other contestants. Bobby grabbed both my board and his own, and the three of us ran to the water. Okay, I didn't run! I walked gingerly. "Are you sure you want to do this? Said Ren. "I know I'll be okay as soon as I get out there. The fun and exhilaration of it will make me forget the pain." "We sure found that out last night and this morning, didn't we, Josh!" Quipped Bobby, not the least worried what anyone else might think. I doubt anyone else was paying attention to our conversation, but ... Rennie was! I was bound and determined to show what I was made of. My side hurt excruciatingly as I paddled out, but I felt that it was okay -- only what was expected with a cracked rib. Bobby was in the lead, with Ren following me. When we got to the first cluster of surfers, mostly a bunch of kids, Bobby slowed and when I passed him, he said, "YESS!" We entered the water much further to the north of the pier than we had the day before -- to avoid coming close to it. When we got out to the outer waves, there were not so many dudes there, and I was relieved to stop. I knew I was sweating profusely -- from the effort and from the pain. "Are you okay, Bud?" Asked Ren. "Just let me concentrate a little." I said. "I'll be fine." It came out more strained than I expected. We saw it way before it got to us. I think I saw it before my friends. It seemed to tower over the other waves, as I watched it -- maybe as far as a quarter mile away. I pointed to it. "What?" Said Ren. Then they both saw it too. "Omigod!" Said Bobby. "Aewsome!" Said Ren. "Sheeee-yit!" Said the injured boy next to them ... to himself. "All you have to do is ride over it, if you're afraid of it." Said Rennie. "Or if you are game -- it's really no different than any other wave, Josh." Said Bobby. "I think Rennie had me at `afraid'." I said. "So you're not gonna take it?" Said Ren. "Are you kidding me? You are gonna learn something about this boy. If you wanna get me to do something, just dare me or tell me I shouldn't." "HAH!" Said Bobby. "A man after my own heart! I only have one word of warning." "What's that?" I asked, daring him! "Well -- you may be putting me at risk as well. Luke is small, but he is no one to mess with. He's built like iron, and if you get hurt or ... (Shudder) worse -- He'll kill me!" "You're serious?" I said, having second thoughts. "Did you see that way he yelled at me yesterday?" "Is what you said true -- about it being no different?" I said it to Bobby, but was actually looking at Ren. Ren nodded almost somberly. "You can ride the top all the way, and not get under it. The kids in further will probably just let it roll over them, but they'll be cheering you -- they'll be cheering all of us on! Just remember to dance with the rhythm of the wave. You know what I mean?" "Yeah -- I doubt I'll be hangin' ten on this wave!" "Get ready guys -- here it comes!" Said Bobby. "Paddle your fucking asses off!" It was maybe the scariest thing that ever happened to me -- up to that time. We all started to paddle, and this mountain overtook us and seemed like it would swallow us, but just as it looked like it swallow me alive, I floated right up on top of it. I completely forgot about any pain, as my flailing arms were stressed beyond anything I ever asked of them before. I was rewarded as I gained on it and started to fall slightly over the edge that had just passed me. I started down the slope and stopped paddling and stood up. I felt like I was going to be drowned one moment and the next was the euphoric feeling that birds must feel as they play in the air currents high above, as I looked down a good 30 feet to the trough below me. I was coming down the slope faster than I wanted, so I stepped back, digging my skags into the wave. I seemed to float back up to the crest. Just as I was congratulating myself for that move, I saw that I was speeding toward some kids. What surprised me the most was that I was not in the least panicked. I steered between to little boys and a little girl, all of whom dived under the wave anyway. As I went past the kids, I looked at the shore and everyone was standing with their mouths open, watching about six of us cruise closer and closer to the beach. When I got close enough, I just happened to look right into his eyes! Luke was standing there, and I think he was the only one whose mouth was not hanging open. His was tightly closed! The shallows were deserted, as I am certain every mother there pulled her child out of the water. As I came closer I thought about the first guy I saw ride all the way in yesterday. How many times had I executed that maneuver perfectly on my skate board? I got close to the sand and stepped all the way back on my board, and it flipped up into my hand ... just like my skate board! Except I caught it with both hands. I watched as the wave went in another 50 feet or so, standing in waist deep water. I was not as close to the beach as I thought. When I did that, there a roaring applause went up. I looked around and 3 others had made it all the way in, including Rennie! We waded out and Luke came running! "Oh my god! You scared the piss outa me!" He said. "I had no idea you would try something like that!" He said, worried, then, as excited as he was a moment before, "How was it?" "As you said, Luke: OH MY GOD!!" I said. I instinctively grabbed my side. Now that the "flight" was over, I felt it again. "Are you okay?" Asked Luke. Wincing, I groaned, "I've never been better, Luke ... never better!" The last thing I remember was laughing at myself, as I fell on the beach. When I came to, 3 very concerned but elated guys were on their knees and staring down at me. A life guard -- or someone official -- stood behind Bobby. "Is this boy all right?" I grinned. "I'm gonna be fine. I'm a surfer now!" I said. All my friends laughed. I struggled up onto my arms, and Luke said, "I KNEW you were a natural, but that was nothing short of stupendous!" Bobby said, "I wiped out about half way in. I lost sight of you for a time, but when you flipped your board up and caught it, I cheered!" "So did everyone else!" Said Ren. "They weren't cheering for me!" I said. "There were lots of us!" "Yes -- they were!" Said Rennie. "and there were only four of you who made it all the way in1 I saw the wave way before you guys caught it. They were still going over today's rules with us when I spotted it. I asked for a recess and pointed, and we all stopped and ran over here. I told them of your injury and that it was your second day surfing, and called for the paramedics that are always at these events. Everyone was cheering for ... you!" A warm feeling came over me as I looked into Luke's eyes and felt like he was making love to them with his own. I closed my eyes for a second as the pain throbbed, and as my eyes were closed, I remembered that I was sleeping with Luke tonight. I felt ashamed for what I was imagining. Bobby offered to carry me up to the pier to watch the afternoon competition. This time, with only 20 competing, Luke was easy to pick out. He was magnificent. Everyone hoped for another rogue wave, but none materialized. But the waves were still larger than any of the rest of the morning breakers. I concentrated on Luke most of the time. I felt light-headed a few times, but I don't think I missed any of his rides. He accomplished two complete disappearing acts, where he was swallowed up by a curl, as he crouched low, his arms spread wide and his fingertips gliding on the inside of the tube. Then he would pop out the front and glide effortlessly back from trough to crest. He placed in the final 4, to compete tomorrow, but they did not release any scores yet, to show how they measured up to one another. "May I ask you not to get in the water tomorrow -- at least until the competition is done? I know that I was somewhat distracted worrying about you yesterday." Luke told me as we were getting ready for bed. "I`m sorry, Luke, I - " "No no! It's okay. You were more than amazing. But I want to be there with you ... next time ... in case anything goes wrong. Bobby was excellent from what I heard, day before yesterday -- but -- still - " "No problem, Luke. I'm a little sore anyway. I was kinda thinking of taking a day off anyway." I said, as he turned off the light and we both climbed under the sheet. "I hope you don't mind me sleeping in the rough, Josh. I don't think I could sleep otherwise." He said. I had on my jam bottom. "No -- um -- no problem." I lied. It was "bothering" me already. I was glad the light was off and that it was dark enough to cover my obvious reaction to his chiseled physique. "Where does it hurt, anyway? I wouldn't mind rubbing it for you." "Ahah! Where doesn't it hurt?!" I said "Listen dude, don't worry about it. You need to get all the rest you can. You looked a bit exhausted earlier." "There are only four of us tomorrow. We'll be getting a later start. I can sleep in. Really! I want to go out to the outer waves with you after the competition and - " "Are you kidding me? The waves are so huge that late! Don't you think - " "You'll be great! You already know that the wave is only on the top of the water, and that you can dive under any time. The big ones aren't any different. Besides, there are a few things I'd like to correct while you are still new enough to it that they won't be habits yet. Do you think you'll be up for it?" "Well, like I said, I'm pretty sore from the last two days." "How do your ribs feel?" "Actually not bad. It's just my -- um - " I stopped short. "What is it?" I was embarrassed to have him rub my bum. I mean, I'd of course love it -- dream of it under other circumstances, but ... "Look, I don't want to put undue pressure on you. If you really don't think you can - " he started. "It's not -- I mean -- it's my hamstrings and my bum that are -- I mean -- that -- hurt -- so much. I think that the abrupt stop when my board hit the piling -- when I was crouched down so low -- may have strained them." "You're probably right. Lemme apply some pressure to them." Luke thought nothing of throwing the sheet back and climbing onto me. He started working on my legs first. When he got to my bum, his thumbs went under my jams. "Doncha wanna take this off?" I lifted up and he slipped them down. I COUSE they got stuck on my ... by now ... hard boner. He giggled a little and said, "Relax". He deftly slid them over it and off my legs -- without touching anything important. Again he started to work on my glutes. "Wow! These ARE tight -- and not in a good way!" Again he giggled at his own cleverness. When he had them sufficiently softened up, he kept massaging up my lower back and this time I didn't complain in any way. He was sitting astride my thighs and had to move to my butt to massage any higher. He slowly slid up to a sitting position on my bum -- but not without me noticing that he was at least as hard as I was. He had to pull it free from between my legs and I felt the soft top overhang that reminded me he too was uncut. I felt a squirt of pre lubing inside my hood. "OOO! You're shoulders are also pretty tense," he said, as he leaned over to massage them. Every time he leaned in to me, I felt his hardness press into my lower back. He reached around and swiped his hands between the bed sheet and my pecs. By this time I was on high alert. "Relax, Josh!" he admonished. "Man, we are really tense tonight!" He said "You have no idea ... " (I DIDN'T say it! Okay, you need to turn over so I can give these proper attention. He helped me turn and then sat directly on my boner! He acted like he didn't even know it, but that way it was flexing, I KNOW he felt it. I wondered if he was teasing me -- or didn't he think anything about it? Then he put his arms all the way around me and tightened up his grip -- tighter and tighter -- until my back popped. "Yess!" he said and collapsed on me, our bodies pretty much melding into one another. "My gosh, this is amazing!" He said. "What?" I said, momentarily brought back to reality. I had been imagining that it was Seth atop me. "I've never done thins with anyone else besides Seth. It feels -- amazing." His heated breath was warming my neck and ear. I couldn't take it! I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer. One of us moaned. I couldn't even tell which! "Thanks, Luke! That was amazing!" I said. "Yeah, I know!" he said. "I had no idea!" "Huh?" "Um -- I've never been this close -- alone - with anyone else -- except Seth. I didn't know!" "You didn't know? What?" "That is could be so -- so -- intense and so -- tempting!" He said and then he actually asked, "Can I -- I mean -- would you -- um -- (wow, this is hard!) Can I kiss you ... I mean -- would you - " I didn't even wait for him to finish. I locked lips with him, and this time when I flexed, some pre came out and wet our legs. Again he giggled and swiped his finger in it and brought it up to his nose. He sniffed -- then put his finger in his mouth. His eyes fluttered and he said, "Omygosh! It's better than my own!" He gave me another impassioned kiss and the taste of my juice in his mouth and on his tongue almost sent mew over the edge. I rolled us both over so I was on top. "Luke," I said, "I -- I mean -- we -- can't. Seth - " "Seth said it would be okay." "WHAT!!??" "Don't you see? He wants me to experience someone else. He could never get comfortable with who -- who -- who it might be -- until -- after our first night in the hotel -- when I was talking to him -- we talk every night -- he told me that you had to be the one." "Can -- can -- we call him -- now?" I asked. I felt really weird. "Hi Haole! Yeah. Yup! Well, like I told you. Uh-huh. He's here. He's -- um -- well, he wants to talk to you about -- that. K." Luke handed me his blackberry and went to the bathroom to give us some privacy. "Seth?" I said. "Hi Josh." "This is awkward." "Would it make you feel any better if I told you -- I TOLD him to give you the massage?" "WHAT?!!" "Do you think you can keep things in focus?" "What do you mean?" I asked. "That first day we all showered together upstairs -- when both of us saw you -- I saw the look he was giving you -- when you weren't looking. I've been looking for someone -- somewhere -- for him to -- experiment with a little. It's totally so unprofessional -- but I love Luke more than anything -- more than my job, even. I've experienced so much more than he has." "But what is he - " I started. "I know what size he is -- how tight he is! You're gonna stretch him to the limit. He's really tight! -- and he's usually the top! But I want you to top him. Can you do that?"" "Y -- y -- yes." I said. "I also know this: He would do nothing to hurt me -- ever. So you have to consider that things as no more than if you were with James." "Yeah, well, except James -- wants it." I said. "So does Luke -- but I know what you're talking about. Can you keep it at that level? I don't want you to have unreal expectations." "I want you -- more than Luke!" I wanted to say -- while I talked to him. "Yes. It won't be a sacrifice for me. But I can deal with that much. I'll fantasize it's someone else." "Great! Pretend it's your cousin!" He said then added, "Fine thing -- a reality therapist telling a patient to make believe. SOOO unprofessional!" "We don't have to do this, Seth." I said. "And - - I don't want you to -- if you don't want to do it." I wondered if Seth knew -- at that point -- that I'd do anything for him! "I want to." "Lemme talk to my sweetheart." I called for Luke and he was back in a nanosecond. "Hi. K." He said. "Yeah. Yeah." Okay -- sure!" Then he just listened for a long time, with an occasional, "Uh-huh." When he hung up, he said, "Um -- do you feel kinda weird?" "Duh!" "Seth told me two things that we should do." "What?" "First of all -- that we should both act as if there's no tomorrow." "Oh." "You know -- pretend there's no one else involved. He wants us to do that because -- it'll make it better and ... easier for both of us and ... that's pretty much what he did -- the last time he - " Luke's eyes turned red, and tears started to well up. "I don't know if I can go through with it." He said, tearfully. "But Seth really wants you to?" "Yes he does. He -- he -- told me one other thing." "What was that?" I asked. "That he'd feel honored if it was he that you fantasized about." Now it was my turn to well up. When I closed my eyes, I felt his warm hands on my face, wiping away my tears. "Well, let's make the best of this!" I was very gentle with him. I did everything I had heard to make it easier for him. Both of us being uncut, we did have some fun that neither had done before. Oh, we started out kissing and cuddling, but one thing let to another. We took Turns docking the other. It felt good and more than that, smelled awesome, but for him it was the most unique. He had to get his hood to cover mine. Easier said than done. Because of the size disparity, it had some challenges. It wasn't all that painful, but it was hard to keep it from slipping out at the most inopportune times. The intercourse -- on the other hand -- went even less smoothly "Omigod! I had no idea it could hurt so much!" he said, when I pushed in all the way for the first time." "We can stop any time." I said,. "Nope! I want the whole experience!" I laughed. "What??!!" He exclaimed. I repeated what he said but spelled out "hole" instead of saying it. He looked at me blankly. "You want the HOLE experience~!" I repeated. Then he started to giggle. "Ohhhh! Hole -= like a ... a Hole!" I started to thrust slowly and sped up as he urged. At last he was telling me -- in a relatively soft voice, "Deeper, harder, longer!" Then he actually picked me up and slammed me to the bottom and rode my pole like a Hawaiian cowboy! I knew exactly what to do, as I grabbed his and brought him to the edge. We finished together. The he collapsed on me and lay his head on my chest. "So -- did you fantasize about Seth?" "Yup!" I said, "You?" "No." "No ... what?" "I didn't fantasize about Seth. He told me not to." "Who then? Who did you fantasize about? Do I even know him?" "No one." "Huh?" "I didn't fantasize at all -- about anyone. There was only you!" "Oh! Wow!" I exclaimed. "Sorry!" I said. "No -- it was perfect. We both understand the reality -- don't we?" "Actually yes! Only during -- um -- `it' -- when we made eye contact -- only then was I -- um -- with you!" "You were with me at the end?" "Yeah." I admitted. He hugged me and kissed my neck. I half ignored it. What I couldn't ignore though -- was the pain in my rib. "Um -- I think you better get off." I said. "So soon again. I just did!" He giggled, then carefully moved over to my side, and kissed me passionately. "What's wrong, Josh?" He said, when I didn't quite give back what he was giving me. "I -- uhhhm -- I mean -- how far are we going to take this? Haven't we -- um -- I mean -- don't we just get one night?" "Well, in the first place ... the night isn't over ... and in the second place, Seth said this is my week." "Wha - at?" I said again, starting to feel like a broken record. "Look: I told Seth I wasn't comfortable -- with the whole idea -- in the first place. As far as I'm concerned, I forgave him long ago. But he says he WANTS me to do this ... and he says -- I don't know whether he wanted me to tell you this, but -- uhhhm -- let me ask you this, Josh: When all is done, will you mind if I tell Seth everything we did?" "Wow! I never thought about it, but -- it almost seems fair. But -- I'm not sure I'd want to know -- if I were Seth." "That's the part that I'm not sure about -- if he'd really want you to know this -- but -- (sigh!) Okay, here goes: Seth really wishes it was himself with you." "Wha --at?" I said again. I was trying to digest all this as fast as I could. "You see -- we have a very open and honest relationship. Not open as open to other people -- usually -- not at all. But -- after that first day seeing the two of you reacting to each other in your session in his office -- I wasn't at all worried about the two of you. I'm good at reading these things. But that very night we had a discussion about you." "About me?" I said, bewildered. "Well -- really about both of our reactions to you. We -- uhhhhhm -- both -- sort of -- were -- I mean -- are -- very attracted to you. We'd never do anything to mess up our own relationship. Well, anyway ... Seth would feel much more -- um -- justified -- or something -- if I could at least do SOMETHING -- to offset all his -- um -- experience -- before we got back together and - " he looked down, as if HE were ashamed, " -- and since." "He -- he -- really hurt you, didn't he?" "Yes -- but it's past -- for me. But Seth can't seem to get past it. It's become a stumbling block to our own relationship. He knows it's his own issue and - He doesn't blame me -- or anything -- you know for being self righteous -- or anything. And I don't feel that way. But he -- um -- well -- here's what he wants me -- er -- us -- to do. Well, take this week and do -- anything that we decide we want to. Then he wants me to report back to him, in detail, so ... so he -- can -- enjoy it -- second hand. Josh -- he really would like to be here himself! But -- he wants me to -- to -- be the one -- hoping that you will be able to give to me -- as you might give to him. And so you will be -- sort of -- giving to him and to me." He took a deep breath. "Does that make any sense to you at all?" He paused. "Josh?" "Oh -- huh!? Oh -- yes -- I -- um -- whew! I was almost asleep." I said. "Did you hear everything I said?" "Yeah -- about -- um -- this will be our week for me to love both you and Seth." "Wow!" he said. "You DID get it." "Seth hypnotized me once." I said. "That's what this just felt like. I guess I almost went into almost a trance-like state and you were speaking directly to my subconscious. That's how Seth told me it works." "And -- are you okay with it? I mean -- knowing that after this week -- it ends? That's a lot to ask of you -- if you ask me. But Seth says that you can handle it. He didn't say this but -- it would mean a lot to him and -- if you ever thought you wanted to somehow repay him for what he has done for you -- well, maybe this is one way -- even though he would never expect anything Just seeing you healed is all he needs." I looked deeply into Luke's eyes. I saw fear there, as well as love and something else. I don't know him -- as well as I do Seth. I trust him and everything but -- I just needed something ... else." "Can I call Seth again?" I asked. He looked from eye to eye and said, "Sure." I called him on my own Blackberry. "Wow! I didn't expect another call from you tonight. What's up, Josh?" "Seth, I feel really weird." "About what we have proposed and -- asked of you?" "Yeah." "If you don't want to do it -- for any reason -- don't. I will understand. Really!" "It's not that. I DO want to. It's just -- can I ask you something very personal?" "Yes -- anything." When I said that, Luke again left the room. "Seth -- you know that I have loved you from almost the start. I have been satisfied with what you told me -- and that I just have to get over it. But -- I want to know -- and this doesn't change anything -- I KNOW that you and Luke will not let anything come between you. I want to know this: Do you love me?" "Of course I love you!" "You know what I mean: more than just a friend -- more than just a close client?" "I was afraid you'd ask that. So -- I guess you deserve the answer. Yes. I am in love with you too, Josh. I have already seen that someone can be in love with more than one person. And yes -- it's not as deep and rooted as my love for Luke, but yes -- I love you -- very much! But let me tell you something else. Some of the guys here at the compound have already tried the threesome and even foursome thing. It doesn't work. Luke is -- and always will be -- my guy, and I know he feels the same. Um -- does that help you any?" "Oh YES! Seth, I can accept that. Just knowing that you have returned what I have felt for you -- makes much more sense to my mind! It's like I was going crazy because it seemed like you loved me all along too." "Mostly, I don't want you to feel obligated in any way. You don't owe me anything." "That's what Luke said, but -- you're both wrong. I owe you everything. But that's not why I will do this. I'll do it because I want to and because I love you -- YOU Seth Gary! And -- I love Luke for two reasons: first because he is so dedicated to you and second because he has been so nice -- sweet! -- to me." "It probably helps that he is one of the sexiest men alive!" Seth laughed. "Okay -- have you found out what it was you needed to know -- to make your decision -- whether to do anything -- or not?" "Yes. And I'll tell you -- that made all the difference. I'll let myself go -- the rest of this week." "We don't have to talk about it -- if you don't want to. I kind of wish I could somehow be a fly on the wall -- and watch, though!" "Luke told me that he will talk about it -- with you. Seth, let me ask you this. Since you know I love you -- would you like some video -- of some of what we do?" I decided not to tell him -- I'd let Luke do that -- that we had already started. "Video? Oh, Josh! I wish I could explain the feeling that shot through me like a bolt of lightening just now." "Does that mean you'd like it -- I mean -- if Luke is okay with it?" "Um -- is he there?" "He's out on the veranda. Just a minute." I walked out and handed the phone to Luke, then stepped back inside. I watched as Luke's face went from happy to surprise -- to shock and then delight. When he was finished, he came in and asked me -- "Do you have a camcorder?" "Not yet." "Tomorrow, we'll buy -- or borrow one!" He laughed. "Um -- you didn't tell him we already -- um -- started -- did you?" "No. I thought I'd let you do that -- if you wanted." "I did." He laughed and laughed." In reality, we only had two more nights here -- after tonight. But I was sure things would be even better those nights. I'd have an extra day to heal -- with no more stress on it as I'd done today -- and he would not have the stress of a competition the next day. The next day was long. I so wanted to be out there surfing with Bobby and Ren! But I did like watching them. Both of them were excellent surfers. I learned just by watching -- a few new things I wanted to try. When the competition got under way, there were thousands watching it, and many -- both amateur and professionals -- getting video of it. There were several girls in the original elimination, but only one yesterday -- and none of the final four were female. The four guys had to compete on the same wave several times and then pick their own -- one at a time -- to show their best. Luke didn't start with as many points as the leaders. He was third. I told myself it was because the day before he was too rattled thinking -- and worrying -- about me. This day he was focused on winning. He was smooth and seemed to finesse the waves. But they all did that. When to came to the solo run -- again he had to go third. The guy just before him got another of those rogue waves. Everyone around me thought that would cinch the title for him, but he didn't do anything spectacular. He only rode it, both crest and valley, even breaching the curl twice. But that wasn't enough. What won the judges over were aerobatics that Luke did, even doing a flip just as he entered a huge curl. When he breached it, there was thunderous applause -- which he must have heard -- and he almost lost it as he climbed back up to the top. But he hung on and did another flip coming down the side and when he came to the shore -- everyone ran back because even though this was no rogue wave, it broke on dry sand. He flipped his boarding to the air and it did two full flips before he caught it, and buried it in the sand in front of himself and then did a war cry as if he had conquered the wave as it slunk away, subdued. The crowd was stunned at first, then broke out in an even more thunderous applause and cries of ecstatic joy and hurrah! Luke was the center of attraction for at least three hours. He posed for pictures and signed autographs until his wrists wand hand was cramped. He was the subject of so many posed pictures with beautiful, nearly naked girls! (A lot of skaters are twinks, but it is not well received in the professional surfing world!) Our casita was well within walking distance of the beach, but we still had driven down in the morning. I got a moment of glory as one of the guys who rode "home" with him. With three boards and the four of us, it was well crowded, but Luke had also included four hard sided, locked cases -- which he was mysterious about until we got back to our room. He told the others that these were for something special and it was none of their business. That didn't set very well with either Bobby or his brother-in law. (Don't forget -- Bobby was married to Rennie's sister!) Both of them were kind of used to getting what they wanted ... and they wanted to know what was in those suitcases! But they had to accept that he wasn't telling. I just ... didn't care. Whatever it was ... was his business. When we got into our room and the door was locked and ... the curtains were pulled ... He tossed me a key and said "Let's open these puppies up!" He lay back on the bed with a grin as I unlocked and opened the first case. Inside was a professional camcorder with all the attachments and trappings you'd expect a pro to have. Looking surprised, I smiled and said, "Where did you get this?" "Those!" He laughed. "It's `those' not `this'. I made one of the professional video companies an offer they couldn't refuse. I bought all four of their setups. We'll get four cameras going, so Seth won't miss an angle or thing. But ... you are going to have to disappear for awhile. They'll be here in a few minutes to help me set them up and teach me how to use them. They don't know that they'll be used for our own little porn tape. "Oh, they'll have to know it's for something like that, but they won't know it's for ... two guys!" He giggled. "So -- get lost! -- And try to avoid the other guys for awhile. They may try to torture you to get it out of you. They aren't used to being told no!" He giggled again. "They won't get anything out if me!" I said. "I've handled bigger and tougher than those two!" "So I've heard." There was a loud knock at the door. "That must be the video guys! Get lost!" I went out the verandah door as he let them in the entrance. Even with my sore rib, it was not a problem climbing over the railing and down to the beach. I walked down close to the water, sat and watched the sunset. Very soon there was a guy on either side of me. "Do you know what's in the cases?" "I believe it's a secret." I said. "But -- do you know?" Repeated Bobby. "Whether I know or not isn't an issue. The issue is that my friend wants it kept under wraps." "For now!" He said. "For as long as he wants." I said. "So you DO know!" Said Ren. "I didn't say that." I said. "Get `im!" Said Bobby. The tried to trap me, but I rolled away and sprang to my feet. They surrounded me, both grinning. I grinned right back, kept moving and said, "I know you're not used to being turned down, but this is important to Luke." I felt a slight twinge of pain in my side. "Vee haff yays off mecking you tock!" Said Bobby, and he attacked. I feinted right and side kicked him in the ass -- hard enough to send him down to the sand. He was up in an instant, still grinning. It WAS all in fun ... after all ... right? He charged again, I turned 360 to give me space and planted my bare feet in his abdomen in a high double kick. "Uff!" he said, as his wind got knocked out of him. He went down once again. When he got up again, his smile had turned to determination. "A little help here, Ren?" He said angrily, as Rennie stood off watching. "He's not the enemy, Bob! Lay off!" "Hah! He seems to be able to take care of himself!" he said, and charged again. This time I raised myself high in the air and kicked his chest, sending him flying again. He got up that time, and his faced looked enraged. "Bobby -- don't!" said Rennie. He charged and this time I stepped back and let him charge through, getting him with another kick to his ass. But in doing this, I tripped on a full beer can that was left on the beach. I went down and he was on top of me. The game had changed as he was in close proximity and had me pinned. He had a gross weight advantage. His expression was still enraged as he yelled, "You're gonna tell me what was in those cases or this knee will find a place in your side!" My side was aching terribly. I winced and shook my head no. His knee went back, seemingly in slow motion, and I braced for the break. Suddenly "What the hell are you doing?" Screamed Luke from behind me. "This little fucker thinks he can - " Started Bobby. "This guy is injured already. What the FUCK is wrong with you??!!" and Luke charged and sent a fist into Bobby's face. His nose immediately started to spray blood in several directions. He fell off me holding his face. Instantly, Luke was atop Bobby like some fierce cat on it's larger prey. Bobby started to defend himself, but Luke said, "Bob! Relax! I'm not gonna hurt you! Let's see about this nose!" Bobby's hands instinctively covered his face. "Bobby -- what you did was stupid -- really stupid, but I don't think anyone's mortally wounded -- yet! Let me feel your nose." "Are you gonna tell us what's in the cases?" "If I did, you'd feel even stupider than you already are! Leave it alone!" Bobby dropped his hands. Luke felt his nose. Bobby winced and cried out. "It's definitely broken, Bobby. There's no doctor close enough to fix it now -- will you let me set it?" Bobby suddenly looked petrified. "Do you know how? Will it make me ugly?" "You vain sin-of-a-bitch!" Luke laughed. "If anything, it may give you some character -- which obviously you are lacking! Can I set it for you?" "Yeah!" said Bobby in dismay ... or disgust. "It's gonna really hurt!" Warned Luke. "Are you man enough to take it?" "Gimme that beer!" I reached the beer and gave it to him. He looked at me strangely. "Thanks. Oh, Josh! I'm so sorry! I kinda went crazy. I'm sorry!" "You did!" I responded. "Man you can take care of yourself, I mean - " "You two can kiss and make up later. Drink the stupid beer!" Said Luke. "Other wise it will have to be re-broken later and reset." Bobby opened the beer and chugged it. "Ready?" "I -- th-think so!" Said Bobby. Luke grabbed a little stick of drift wood. "Bite on this!" He stuck it in Bobby's mouth. "Sit on his feet!" Luke ordered me. "Bobby -- give Ren your hands." Ren knelt at Bobby's head and I on his feet. "Here goes nothin'!" Bobby bit right through the soft driftwood and then spat it out as he let out a long and loud wail of pain, as Luke pulled his nose up and tried to line it up as perfectly as possible. "Go get the first aid kit from the Jeep, Rennie!" Ren went flying up the beach. "Don't move!" commanded Luke, when Bobby started to move his arms. Still sitting on him, Luke said, calmly, "Now! This would be a good time to do that kiss and make up thing." Bobby said -- to the air -- "I'm sorry Josh! I - " "You can get up off his feet and look at him, Josh. He looks pretty messed up now with his face all black and blue and bloody -- but he deserves to look at you as he apologizes." I got up and Luke's description of Bobby's face was an understatement. He looked awful. I wanted to apologize to HIM! but it wasn't I who messed him up. When he looked into my eyes, his eyes being surrounded by black and blue skin and both of them thoroughly bloodshot, he started to cry. "I don't -- don't -- don't -- know what got into me." "I'll tell you what!" Said Luke, kindly but firmly. "You don't like to be told no, and you don't like to get beat by a smaller guy. Face it!" Said Luke and he giggled. Bobby's expression turned to bewilderment at the laugh. "Sorry, Bob! But it just hit me as sort of funny -- I told you to face it and ... you ain't got much of a face to do that with! "Bob -- you're going to have to accept that sometimes you can't just get whatever you want -- no matter how much money you have and -- that ... SOME of us will be able to take you -- no matter how small we appear to you!" "Josh -- I'm really sorry -- really, I am!" Bobby made to move again and Luke again reminded him to keep still. Bobby looked at Luke, pleadingly. "After all this -- won't you tell us what's in the cases?" Luke looked at me, as he said, "Nope! You're just going to have to accept that -- at least until we get home." "So -- Josh knows?" He asked. "You're gonna have to wonder about that too. Sorry Bob. And when I tell you -- I promise -- you're gonna really feel stupid! What you did was stupid and I hope you learned something." "Sorry -- really. I know! It WAS stupid! Sorry -- to both of you!" Rennie got back with the first aid kit. Luke crisscrossed Bobby's nose and face with tape. "This is gonna really hurt when it comes off!" Promised Luke. "It's Mexican tape and not the easy release type. "Thanks for telling me that!" I never told Ren or Luke how Bobby had freaked me out with his fisting idea. My side really hurt that night, and so we didn't do anything. We had two more days of surfing, but I opted out of the next day as well. By night, I was feeling much better. The video was all set and then we pretty much "forgot" that we were being "filmed" from four corners as we made sweet love to each other in as many ways as we could think of. The kisses were maybe a little less passionate than either of us would have done without the videos running, but everything else was natural and actually very hot, very nice and fantastic. I waited all day for the big waves, then went out with Luke. Rennie stayed by Bobby's side and watched us from the pier. Luke had me practice with several of the smaller waves. (Not small at all, but not as big as the rogue wave I had already conquered.) Finally a larger than usual "7th wave" showed up and we started our paddling, easily catching it. I glanced up and Ren was running to keep us with us on the pier. Luke yelled to me to focus and do what he was doing. He had already worked with me to right some of the bad habits I already was forming. He pretty much just had me do easy, advances, retreats and curl breaching moves, leading me back up to the crest and down we'd go again. Before the end, he pulled out and motioned me to follow him. When we stopped, he paddled ashore and said, That one was gonna break on dry sand. You might have rolled and gotten creamed. We'll wait `til tonight for that!" He giggled. "No video tonight!" That night -- our last before driving back to Manugua and the airport, we fell into some very sweet love making. We both knew it would be our last and I can't answer for Luke but I felt thoroughly in love. Everything was tender and sweet, including some of the sweetest kisses I ever experienced. When we were finished, he said, "Seth's really gonna like that!" "You said you weren't videoing it!" I exclaimed. "I'll destroy it if you want. We can destroy it all ... if you want. But I assure you -- Seth will want to see those." I felt funny about the kissing in the last one, but I agreed to let him keep it. We were the only ones in first class, on the flight back. Bobby and Ren went to LAX, while we went to Dallas, then on to Milwaukee. We kissed and cuddled all the way -- no cameras -- and the attendant -- a guy -- said he wished he could find a guy to be in love with -- as obviously as we were! When it was over, we parted "lovers no more, friends forever". Easier to say than do! Notes: Well, this was an interesting twist ... no? I hope you liked it as much as I did. I didn't feel details were even appropriate here ... sorry! Comments are always appreciated -- to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks and love, Steve