Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2001 18:52:33 EDT
From: H
Subject: "Heart Desires" - Part 3

As expected, this story contains graphic description of homosexual acts. If
you know you will have a problem with this, please locate the back button
as quickly as you can. No need for your blood levels to rise.


It was approaching Wednesday night, the night I would see Sam for the first
time in two years. My emotions were in tact until the phone rang. It was
Sam calling from the airport and he sounded very exuberant. I on the other
hand was a mess, what do I say to a friend I haven't seen in two years and
what if his sexual desire for me grown? Why was I getting so worked up over
this? I knew exactly why, Sam is a very attractive looking guy and seeing
him again made me nervous, that's all.

Twenty minutes later I was pulling up to the airport. Sam was standing
exactly where he told me he would, so I had no difficulty finding him. I
stepped out my SUV to greet him. I was momentarily indecisive, whether to
hug him or shake his hand. I didn't have time to decide, because Sam ran up
to me and flopped his arms around me so tight, that I swear I stopped
breathing for a second or two.

"Oh man Taylor it's so good to see you!" He exulted. "Looking sexy as
always."

"I'm so happy to see you too Sam, it's been a long time." I said, hoping he
wouldn't notice my hard-on. "How have you been?"

"I've been doing well, but I've been doing better lately." He responded.

What did he mean by that? We were still standing up talking in front of the
SUV when the airport security told us we have to get moving. I wanted to
ask him what he meant when he said, "I've been doing better lately", but he
sidetracked me before I could ask.

He looked at me seriously and said, "Taylor, I have to tell you something,
not here though, wait until we get to your place."

"OK, this sound important." I said.

"It is, just hoping you'll be happy, that's all."

Now he really had my curiosity hyped up. Why did he needed me to be happy?

"If it's good news, I don't see why I wouldn't be happy." I said jokingly.

He suppressed a smile and said, "We'll see."

While we were driving back to my place, we talked about why we kept so out
of touch with each other for so long. At a traffic light, I stole a look at
Sam while he was looking through the window. My look became a stare. Sam
was a slim guy before he left for Connecticut; he'd added a few pounds in
all the right places. Connecticut must have agreed with him. My Sam was
always an attractive guy, but somehow tonight, he looked so
irresistible. He still was looking through the window, so I touched him on
the shoulder.

"Hey, are you OK?" I said, in a concern voice.

"Couldn't been better, just thinking." He responded.

"What are you thinking about, if you don't mind me asking?"

He smiled and said, "Taylor you know I don't mind, I'm just thinking about
the last time I was here before I left."

I wondered if he was referring to the "last night" before he left for
Connecticut. Could this be what he wanted to talk about with me? Of course
it is, what else could it be?

He continued, "We'll talk about it, but at your place."

"That's fine with me." I said. "Are you hungry?"

"Now that you mentioned it, I'm famished!"

We stopped on the way home for some Chinese food because it was Sam's
favorite. When I pulled up in my garage, I saw Eric car parked and he was
sitting on the pavement a few feet away. I got an instant headache. What
was he doing here and why he had to wait for me? I didn't even mentioned to
him that Sam was coming down to visit. Eric sat there until Sam and I
stepped out the SUV. He looked perplexed. I walked over to him and ask him
why he was here waiting for me. He looked up with tears in his eyes. I
immediately change from being curious to overly concern.

"Eric, are you OK man? I tried.

"Dude, I got a call from Maryland, my mom had a heart attack."

My heart fell limp. I knew Eric and his mom had a close relationship and he
needed some comfort now. But why did he come to my place?

"Is she going to be OK? I ask, hoping for some good news.

"I don't know, I have to go to Maryland tomorrow." He said. "I was
wondering if I could spend the night, but it look like you have company."

I really didn't want to turn him away, especially now when he needed a
friend. Sam looked concerned also and I wondered what he thought about
this. He had met Eric a few times during social gatherings and really never
got a chance to know him personally.

"He can stay Taylor, I have no problem with it," Sam said.

"Are you OK with this arrangement Eric?" I ask.

He looked away and back at us and said, "Sure, why not"

Thank goodness I didn't have a class until 1:00pm tomorrow. I was beat. I
went to the gym right after I finished my last class today and I rushed
home to make preparations for my guest. I told Eric to get more acquainted
with Sam while I disappear for a few minutes to take a shower and when I
come back we'll talk about his mom. He didn't look too optimistic.

"When you're done I'll like to take one too." Sam said.

"Why don't you join him." Eric suggested.

Sam looked at me and then back at Eric, it was one of those Kodak moments.

" I was kidding you two", Eric said with a smile.

"You sure didn't loose your sense of humor". I said, pretending to wave off
what Eric had suggested.

While I was taking my shower, I thought about what Eric said, and my cock
was agreeing very well with that thought. I wondered, what would tonight be
like with Sam, Eric and me. Only one person was missing and that was
Adam. I stepped out the shower and quickly dried off my beautiful
body. When I rejoined Sam and Eric, both seem to be in deep
conversation. Both were sitting in the sofa Eric and I fucked in and were
talking low.

"Did I interrupt something?" I asked inquisitively.

"Don't be silly Taylor, what could you interrupt, I merely just met Eric."
Sam said.

"You're jealous huh Taylor?" Eric said teasingly.

Maybe I was, but I couldn't let them know that! Especially Eric, he knows
how to add coal to the fire.

"Why would I possibly be jealous?" I responded.

Eric tilted his head and said, "Why, I don't know Taylor."

"Eric you're obviously not thinking straight", I said, trying to shut him
up.

The whole time Sam is laughing and I shot him a double take.

"What are you laughing at Sam?" I hissed.

"Taylor, come on, don't you see right through our act?"

"What act?" I ask, wondering what the hell they're talking about.

"To cheer Eric up and take his mind of his mom, we wanted to do something
silly." Sam said, still laughing.

Great, now why do I always be the one to be made an ass off! First Adam and
now this.

"Dude, are you angry?" Eric asked, who also was still laughing.

As a matter of fact I was, but to let them know that would be like the
biggest humiliation for me.

"You guys really think I'm that sensitive?" I said, trying to convince them
that I'm totally OK with this shit they just pulled.

Eric looked at me lustfully and said, "You want me to answer that?"

"I give in, I had enough of this." I said.

Sam looked at me more seriously now and could tell when I was upset. He was
my bestfriend and probably still is. Eric just knew what buttons to press
and I mean ALL my buttons. Even though Eric enjoyed teasing me for a while,
I could see through his eyes he was hurting and really didn't know how to
deal with it. Sam left a few minutes later to take a shower, which give me
some time alone to talk to Eric.

"What time does your flight leave for Maryland tomorrow"? I asked

"I could only get one for 12 noon", he said. "That's good because I know
I'm not going to sleep tonight.

"Eric I'm really sorry to hear about your mom."

He looked at me and tears began to flow. He started to say something about
loving her so much and he broke down. I reached over and consoled him the
only way I know how. I kiss the tears that fell on his beautiful lips. I
pulled away because I didn't know how he was going to react. Eric pulled me
back into him and french kissed me passionately. Our breathing was so
intense and the atmosphere was filled with sex. We wanted each other so
badly, right there on that sofa. In the back of our minds, we knew Sam
could come down any minute and catch us fucking. Thinking that just made me
hornier and without a second thought I started striping off my clothes and
Eric followed. Maybe Sam would find out that he was an undiscovered
voyeur. We lay naked upon each other, kissing, feeling and exploring. Eric
starts to massage my ass and then he proceeded to my manhole with his
tongue. This was the moment I always awaited for. My manhole begin to
loosen up and let Eric's tongue go to work. I begin to moan, hoping Sam was
there to hear it. I reached for the lube under the sofa and give it to
Eric. He put some on his cock and then some in my prodding ass. He stands
me up and pushes me against the wall. Before I knew it, cock was up my ass
and I was being fucked. Eric was putting all his anger, frustration and
hurt into fucking me, we both were making loud noises. Sam had to hear
us. Eric starting growling and whimpering, I knew he was cumming. I tighten
my muscles around my manhole and at the same time I felt my cock started
twitching. In unison we shouted and Eric pumped his jist all over my guts
and I sprayed all over the wall. We collapsed on the floor, trying to catch
our breath. That was intense, I don't recall ever getting fucked the way I
had that night.

After a few minutes to gather my thoughts, I began to feel guilty about
what I did. What was I thinking? Maybe Sam thinks I have no respect for my
guest and myself. I'll have to find out if he saw us, most likely he did
and I need to know how he felt. I wondered what I was going to say to him
as I got dress and went in the kitchen to get a beer. I sat on a stool near
my study desk, looking at Eric.  Fucking me seemed to be therapeutic for
him. He sensed I had mixed emotions and came over to where I sat.

"Hey dude, that was the best fuck I've ever had." He tried. "Man I know we
probably should have had more respect for Sam, but what's done is done."

"You're not helping me Eric", I said. "I don't want to loose Sam over
something stupid we did because we couldn't keep our sexual urges under
control."

Now Eric looked upset. "So you think what we did was stupid?"

"I didn't mean it that way Eric", I said. "All I'm saying is I'm fearing
what this will do to my friendship with Sam."

"Dude, you're assuming the worse when in reality you couldn't be more
wrong." He said, seeming to know why he said that. "If Sam is the friend
you said he is, then I don't see why he couldn't understand you're were
just consoling a friend."

I wanted to believe him, but what Eric didn't know is that Sam's feelings
for me were not just platonic, or so I thought. I was really starting to
have a hard time with this. Maybe I wanted Sam sexually more than I
realized and if Sam had seen what I believed he did, then that will
definitely put a hamper on things.

"You have nothing to loose Eric", I said. " Besides, you got what you
wanted."

"How could you say shit like that Taylor?" He exulted. "I happen to know
what it's like to make a mess of things you know, I just don't wallow in my
guilt like you."

"You're right Eric, I guess I never realized you could understand." I said.

"Why don't you go upstairs and talk to Sam." He suggested.

"I think I would, and I'm sorry what I said Eric."

Eric just tapped me on the shoulder and smiled. I went up stairs and it was
quiet, I tipped-toed calling Sam's name softly. I had a two bedroom flat
and both rooms shared the bathroom, which locks on either side. It's been
over an hour since we've seen him; he couldn't possibly still be in the
shower. Just to make sure, I knocked on the bathroom door from my side of
the room. I didn't hear anything. I started to get concern and wondered if
he had left while Eric and I was fucking. I walked hurriedly to the next
room and all my worries subsided, when I saw Sam asleep. He looked so
peaceful and beautiful as he lay there in is silk boxers. I still have to
wonder if he heard us downstairs. I was a bit relieved that I didn't have
to deal with anything that tonight. Tomorrow was a different day and
decided another quick shower and some rest for my aching body, combinations
of pain from that day's event and from my recent sexual intense action with
Eric; I'll be better prepared.

I was startled out of my sleep when I heard a loud clashing noise. I
glanced over to the time on my alarm clock, it was 7:47am. I stumbled out
of my bed to see what the commotion was all about. It was Sam trying to fix
breakfast and looked like was in a hurry. He was gyrating in the kitchen
with his tie hanging around his unbutton shirt and his pants not fasten. I
looked over and saw Eric in the sofa stretched out on his back to his
length, with one arm over his forehead. It appeared that the noise didn't
bother him at all, then again Eric was a hard sleeper when he was extremely
tired. Still feeling drunk with sleep, I walked to the kitchen to see if I
could lend a helping hand to Sam.

"Hey, I'm sorry I waked you." Sam said, looking really apologetic. "I
didn't want to bother you when I saw you sleeping."

"It's OK man." I said groggily. "What time does this seminar starts?

He looks at his watch and said, "The first one starts in about 40 minutes
and the other is at 2pm."

"Look like you have a full day ahead of you." I said, trying to read his
attitude. Last night was still on my mind and I was really wondering what
was he thinking.

"Yeah, it sure looks that way." He said, as he put some toast on a
plate. "You want some of this?"

"Awwh, don't bother. I'm going back to bed after you leave anyway." I said
with a smile. "I'm so sorry, do you need a ride?"

He smiled and said, "Nah, the company van is coming to pick me up for 8
o'clock. I gave them directions where I was going to stay before I left
Connecticut"

As soon as he said that, there was a horn blowing in front of my apartment
door.  At this, surprisingly Eric stirred and opened his eyes. Sam stuffed
some toast in his mouth and swallowed it with some OJ. He jammed his shirt
in his pants and tied his necktie. The van blew it's horn again, I told
them Sam was on his way. I helped him with his briefcase and he was out of
there to the van, looking as spiffy as he always did. Eric was sitting up
now rubbing his eyes and stretching.

"Dude, what's all the rush about?" He said in a cracking voice.

"Oh, it was Sam", I said.

He opened his eyes wider and said, "How'd last night go?"

"Great!" I said, knowing he wanted me to explain what I meant by that.

"Come on dude." He exclaimed. "What's up with Sam, is he OK with
everything?"

"I haven't talk to him yet." I said.

"What do you mean you haven't talk him?" He asked, looking very bemused. "I
was under the impression you really wanted to talk to him."

"It's not that I didn't want to talk to him." I said. "When I went up
stairs, he was already asleep, you think I should have waked him?"

"Of course not", Eric said in a more understanding voice. "So that means
you still have this to deal with, I'm sorry but I have to go to Maryland
today."

I looked at him and put a hand on his shoulder. "You know I'm here for you
right?"

He smiled and said, "I wish that were true"

I lifted up one of my eyebrow, thinking about those five words he had just
said. "What are you talking about, you know I'm here for you." I said.

"I meant to say that you only need me to satisfy your sexual needs." He
said more seriously. "I mean I know you care about me, but I could tell you
don't love me."

Eric hit a home run with that. I know I didn't love him, well, not in the
way he would want me too. Where was this coming from and where was it
heading? I thought he was satisfied with what we had. I had to say
something.

"Ah, Eric, why are you questioning what we have in our friendship?" I said,
trying to avoid answering him directly.

He looked at me and said, "Taylor, I've known you since the 10th grade and
I know we hit it off as friends right away. I remember being the one being
scared to try anything new and over the years I count it a privilege just
being your fuck-partner. For a long time now I've been thinking.

He paused, looked away to the window. I fear what was coming next because I
didn't know what to say and at the same time I didn't want to hurt his
feelings.

He continued, "Taylor I think I'm in love with you, please don't say
anything yet. "I know it sounds like I'm really vulnerable because of my
mom's condition, which has nothing to do with this. I've always loved you
and somehow I knew you wouldn't return my love back. That's why I didn't
say anything before. Taylor you had to have felt my love for you when we
made love, I know you see it as just fucking, but to me it's more. I think
I deserve more, but at the same time, I can't make your heart feel
something it won't. Now I'm going to Maryland today and leave you to think
about what I said."

I was so stun that I couldn't say anything even if I wanted too. I tried to
change the subject.

"Do you need a ride to the airport?" I asked him. "My class isn't until
1pm."

 "I'm fine, I'll use my car. I didn't mean to put you on the spot, I just
couldn't go to Maryland without telling you I love you." He said, turning
aside to go upstairs.

I had so many emotions bombarding me all at once. I waited until Eric came
out the shower. Most of times I would have joined him, but making things
more complicated is not the most intelligent thing to do. Eric left almost
immediately after he came out the shower, he said he had to take care some
things before he go to Maryland. The urge to sleep had left me and I sat
thinking about what had happened and what was said in the last 12 hours. My
manhole was sore from the abusive sex Eric and I had, I really felt it when
I got up to take a shower. I just let the warm water run down my back and
gazed into thin air.

12:30 in the afternoon was approaching and I jumped in my SUV to make it
for my LAN class that was scheduled for 1:00. Unfortunately, Adam wasn't in
this class with me, but he did had a class at the same time and I got
excited just thinking I may just bump into him. Literally I wanted that to
happen, that will explain when I would have tumbled on top of him, getting
a chance to feel his cock. When I arrived on campus, I started looking for
Adam right away, but I did not see him in sight. I was a little
disappointed, but didn't let it get the best of me. When I walked in my LAN
class, the instructor gave me a note, it read, "Hey Taylor, Adam here, I am
for real this time, I need a favor from you. Please meet me in library
after class. Thanks." Boy was I smiling from ear to ear, I know the
instructor must have noticed, but I didn't care. What did my future man
wanted? I thought about that letter the whole time I was in class. As soon
as I could get out that class, I rushed over to the college library. When I
got there I saw Adam sitting there and when he noticed me, he smiled and I
blushed!

To be continued...