Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2012 17:00:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Dave Ledge <mikedave01@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kevin 15

I only got a couple of new reader notes after the last chapter, but figure
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From Kevin 14...

"I stood for a while in the still warm night and thought.  Eventually I
went back to my apartment where Kevin was waiting for me in total silence,
too.  We both had more to drink and more to eat as we sat together in
thought.  Once I thought we had had enough to drink to sleep, I led Kevin
to my bed.  We undressed slowly and then got naked into bed.  I held Kevin,
caressed him, massaged his shoulders and back, while kissing him softly.  I
finally felt him relax and his breathing slow and knew he had fallen
asleep.  I refused to let him go and fell asleep with him still in my
arms..."

For a change I woke up early.  The early morning sun was beaming in through
the open curtains.  It shone on Kevin's naked form.  During the night we
had kicked the covers off.  I admired his beautiful, but very masculine,
form.  He was slightly glowing with sweat in the golden light, giving a
luster to his body that I found totally irresistible.  I moved over to him
and started to kiss and lick his nakedness.  He responded by stretching and
preening a bit.  When I finally got to his tight, muscular, ass I could
tell he was nearly awake.  As my tongue opened him up, he finally yawned
and stretched even more.  While he was still relaxed, I worked my fingers
into him, and then after stretching him even more, substituted my hard cock
for my fingers.  I took my time sliding into him.  I could tell there was a
bit of pain, but not too much.  After I finally was all the way into him,
my front to his back, I reached around him, grabbed his nipples and started
stroking them.  I started to slide in and out of his moist hole.  I let my
hand drift down below and was very satisfied to feel he was totally hard
and dripping.  I took my time in making love to him, enjoy feeling him,
stroking him, and truly working him over. I rocked my body and used my cock
to open him up even more.  I tried to stretch him and make him love my cock
deep into him. I could tell what I was doing was working when he started to
arch his body into mine, trying to butt up even tighter against me.  I hit
his button several times and his moaning intensified as his orgasm started
approaching.

I sped up my fucking and Kevin responded with inarticulate sounds of
pleasure and passion.  I plowed as deeply in him as I could and jacked off
his cock, marveling at my own coordination in doing both as well as I
could!

But all good things have to "cum" to an end, even an early morning fuck!  I
felt Kevin's muscles tense, felt his ass clamp down on my totally hard
cock, "felt" his toes curl as he achieved a huge orgasm, all without him
touching his own body!  "Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled, as he came in buckets
all over the bed and his body.  I pulled out of him then and laid Kevin on
his back quickly.  I then jacked off as fast and hard as I could and soon
yelled out my own release, covering Kevin's beautiful face with my white
cum!

He looked so adorable, cum-covered.  I wanted a picture of him!  Another
time.  I settled for licking my cum off of his face and then sharing it
with him as we kissed in our post-coital passion.  When he was finally more
or less cleaned up, I moved back a bit from him.  I looked at his face.
His eyes shone with love.  I'm sure I also saw my love reflected in them,
too.  We both smiled then.

"Well, a very good morning to you, Mr. McClintock, sir!" Kevin exclaimed.

"And the top of the morning to you, Mr. Williams, and the rest of the day
as well", I responded in an execrable attempt at an Irish accent.

Kevin guffawed at that.  "And might ye be going all Irish on me,
Mr. McClintock?  That doesn't quite fit with your Scots name, now does it
sir?" in an even worse attempt at a Cardiff (Wales) accent.  [Does anyone
else love the BBC series, "Torchwood" which is set there and has great gay
characters?]

I laughed at that.  "Well, Mr. Williams, you may have a Welsh name, but
your accent certainly shows your family has been in the States a very long
time!"

We both laughed at each other then and soon started to tussle and try to
tickle each other.  We were both just so happy and so much in love!  We
were like a couple of young boys or even puppies as we thrashed around.
Laughing hysterically, we attacked each other, getting even hotter and
sweatier.  It was only when we were totally out of breath that we collapsed
on the bed, still laughing.

I think we even fell back asleep for a while.  When I roused a bit and
looked at the alarm clock I exclaimed, "To the showers, now, Mr. Williams!"

We didn't have as much time as I would have liked to enjoy each other's
slippery nakedness in the shower since we still had to make coffee and have
our second breakfast (while a cum breakfast is satisfying and seems
filling, it doesn't stay with you very long!).

I insisted on making sausage biscuits for us, adding sliced orange, apple,
and banana to the plate, too. As always, ground the coffee beans before
making it.

"Jakey, you're an amazing man!" Kevin smiled at me.

"My Kevin, so are you!" I smiled back at him.

Too soon we had to leave the apartment.  This weekend it was an overnight
trip with the marching band, but Kevin wasn't going.  He was leaving for a
road game at Georgia Tech tomorrow morning and wouldn't be back until late
Sunday. My time with Kevin was over, for now.  My euphoria of the morning
started to vanish.  I tried, so hard, to keep it. Didn't work. I finally
said, "You know what, Mr. Williams, it sucks having to give you up at the
end of every weekend.  And I apologize for saying that, but I hate not
seeing you every day and every night.  So there." I did smile then, but it
wasn't too sincere.

"You love me that much, Jakey", he finally said.

"Totally.  I'm gobsmacked", I said, using a British expression.

"Me too, Jakey, me too".  His smile wasn't any more sincere than mine.  We
had to look away so that there weren't tears.  Damn it all.  I think I've
finally found the person I've always been looking for and we can't be
together the way we want to be.

Well, enjoy what you have when you have it, I tried to tell myself.  Didn't
work.

As the French say, "Partir, c'est mourir un peu" (to leave is to die a
little).  I felt like that.  So now I was going on a road trip to Maryland
for a night game and going to have to sleep in a motel room with some guy I
had never met, instead of my lover.  I had had to take whoever was left
over since I hadn't bothered to think ahead and try to find a roomie to
replace Kevin.  I figured it would be a super heavy guy who still wet the
bed.  Look, I know that is totally unkind, but I was not optimistic at this
point.

I gave Kevin a bittersweet kiss as he dropped me off where the buses were
waiting for us to whisk us off north.

I sat by myself on the bus. Russ and Rick stopped to give me a quick hug as
they went to the back of the bus to sit together. I tried to smile at them
and tried to pretend I wasn't jealous that they could be together every
day.  Sigh.  I'm not good at pretense.  Never have been, never will be...

I was lost in thought and didn't even hear the question addressed to me.  I
finally came back to life and realized a good-looking guy was standing in
the aisle of the bus, talking to me.  I looked up at him and realized he
was asking me if I was Jacob McClintock and if he could sit with me.  I
automatically nodded, yes.  I wondered how he knew who I was.

I studied him as he sat down.  He was the classic "ginger" guy, with his
light red hair and pale complexion.  Nice green eyes, freckles, pretty
cute, actually.  His tee shirt showed a good, in-shape, body, almost six
feet, too.  While no Kevin, not the kind of guy anyone kicks out of bed.
Grin.

We shook hands and I asked him how he knew who I was.  He sort of blushed
and said, "Everyone knows who you are."

I looked at him quizzically.  He answered my expression, "Everyone in Ôour
world', I mean.  Everyone saw you with Carolina's number one soccer stud,
Kevin Williams, and watched you tame the Latino beast and bring him over to
our side!"

Light dawned.

"So, we play on the same team?" I asked.  He blushed again.  Damn, he was
cute.

"And thanks for agreeing to be my roommate tonight!" Oh, I thought!  "I
just broke up with my boyfriend who's also in the band and I just couldn't
face being in the same room with him tonight." He gave me a very grateful
grin then.

We talked off and on during the trip to College Park.  At one point,
listening to him talk, I said, "Low country South Carolina!" He smiled and
told me I was right.  He was from Georgetown, between Myrtle Beach and
Charleston.  Both of his parents had been (North) Carolina graduates and he
couldn't imagine going anywhere else to school.

Eventually we talked about his ex who certainly had "done him wrong".  I
mean you don't come into your room and find your boyfriend in bed with your
best friend and not react!  He did start to cry a bit.  I reached over and
held him.  I really respected his pain but I started to wonder if I had a
future career as a "Dad".  A bit of a sigh then.  He recovered quickly and
we laughed and chatted more.

We finally got to Maryland, got dressed, and marched into the stadium.
What an ugly field and stadium, I thought.  And Maryland's four colors of
black, gold, red, and white made it worse.  Even the team's uniforms were
incredibly ugly.

The game was very close and was televised.  It lasted forever.  We finally
pulled out a very close win.  Looked like the bowl game was finally going
to happen.

The chain restaurant was just ok.  At least it didn't take too long to deal
with.  At that point food was appreciated.  Period.

Soon Mike and I were in our shared room and sizing up the beds and the TV.
It was already late so we took quick showers and enjoyed seeing each
other's naked body.  I do have to say that Mike was seriously cute.  His
body was even better naked than clothed, which isn't something I would say
often about most people.  Grin.

We looked at the two twin beds.

Mike spoke first, "Look, Jacob, I hate to sound needy, but would you let me
sleep in the same bed with you?"

I started to protest.

"No, Jacob, I mean sleep, not sleep with.  I really just need to have
someone warm near me to help me sleep."

He could see my next protest.

"Jacob, if you get hard or if I get hard, it doesn't mean anything.  Look,
I know we're not going to have sex.  From what I hear you're pre-engaged to
Kevin and totally faithful.  I think you can understand how much I admire
that and respect that."

I certainly did understand but had an inward chuckle at "pre-engaged".  Who
uses words like that anymore?  He must be from South Carolina!  Grin again.

"So, Jacob, can we go to bed, naked, and can you hold me for a few
minutes?"

I nodded yes, although I was wondering about my judgment.  We settled down
in the one, small, bed.  And yes, I did get hard as he spooned me from the
back, thinking about my wonderful time with Kevin this morning.  Damn, what
a long day!  I started to reminisce a bit and then felt this huge thing
against my butt!

I could not help myself.  I reached back and grabbed the biggest cock I had
ever felt in my life!  It must have been nine inches or more and thick!  I
mean I know redheads are supposedly endowed, but this was freakish!

I started to exclaim about Mike's size when he suddenly started sobbing in
earnest and said, "And now you know why my ex left me.  He couldn't deal
with me.  He never could deal with how big I am, although he had said he
could. He finally called me a freak and told me how much he hated how big I
was and how much I hurt him.  I mean it hurt me, too, to fuck him. He was
so tight his ass hurt my cock when I was in him." He really was upset and
crying.  I tried to figure out what to say.

He was going on and on about how he was too big and no one would ever want
him.  I finally decided to shut him up.  I turned over and faced him and
kissed him deeply.  His shock was palpable.

Once I got his attention I said, "Mike, I don't know who you've been with
or what your experience has been.  But I do know that there are guys out
there who would literally kill to have you make love to them.  I'll talk to
some guys back in Chapel Hill and see if we can find the right guy for you.
I hate how your ex has made you feel like a freak.  You're not. I won't
deny that you're huge.  Still..." I then smiled at him, pointing out the
obvious.  "We're both so hard that we won't get any sleep if we don't jack
off.  Tell you what, if you'll do me, I'll do you."

He smiled through his tears.  We then did jack the other off.  Mike's big
hand fit around my cock very well.  He did an excellent job of jacking me
off.  I wound up having to use both my big hands on his cock and had to
invent a new technique to make his cock feel as good as mine did.  We both
yelled out our orgasms when they happened right after the other.  He
certainly came big time all over his cute body.  I didn't come as much
after this morning's fun.  LOL.

But it all felt so good.  I really enjoyed this simple sex. I think he
enjoyed it even more.  Grin.

Mike did look at me then and said, quite seriously, "What just happened
doesn't interfere with you and Kevin, does it?" He was so cute, innocent,
and earnest.

"No, not at all", I said, smiling. "I'll tell you what I told my friend
Patrick, who asked me to do something similar. Once we talked about it, I
said he was a great guy and that was really fun, but I'm in love with
Kevin.

"Patrick?" he asked.

Patrick, I wondered.  But soon we were asleep.

Towards morning I guess we must have rolled toward each other again.  I
felt Mike's big log hard against me.  I moved so I could see Mike's cock.
There was enough early morning light for me to be able to look at it and
study it.  Damn, that was quite a weapon, I thought.  It certainly was nine
inches at least and it certainly was thick with a big mushroom head.  You
would have to work at taking something that big inside you, I also thought,
or you'd have to be pretty loose!  Grin.  It certainly was not in
proportion to the rest of Mike either.  I mean Mike is almost a "twink".
Only his somewhat developed muscles kept him from being called thatÑthat
and the fact that ginger hair and freckles are not normally associated with
twinks.  Patrick, on the other hand...

I fell back asleep.

The phone rang soon, giving us our wake up call.  We got up, a bit blearly
eyed.  Mike asked for one more naked hug before getting dressed.  How could
I say no?

It was a long drive again back to North Carolina.  We finally got back
early afternoon.  I gave Mike a quick goodbye hug and then took the bus
back to the apartment.  I studied, exercised, did chores, ran a few
errands, and had an uneventful rest of the day.  I looked at the Internet
later in the day and saw that the soccer team had won, once again.  Marco
Cabrillo had scored the winning goal on, yup, an "assist" from Kevin
Williams.

I had stripped all the way after getting back to the apartment.  It was
nice lounging around naked.  I figured no one would be coming by, so didn't
even think about getting dressed.  I figured I'd stay this way until
bedtime.

So I was really surprised when the door buzzed early evening.  I ran my
fingers through my hair and found a pair of workout shorts and slipped them
on before answering the door.  To my surprise Kevin's Dad, Daniel, was
outside waiting for me to open the door!

He smiled, if a bit sadly, at my surprise and asked if he could come in and
talk for a few minutes.  I nodded, yes, of course.  He was dressed in
shorts and a tee shirt only and wore running shoes.  He looked like he had
just had a workout somewhere.  He was even a bit sweaty and his hair was
disheveled.  Frankly, he was super hot looking, that way!  And the fact
that he looked so much like my Kevin didn't hurt either.  He smiled at my
appraisal.  And I could tell he was enjoying looking at my almost naked
body, too.

After I closed the door and we were alone in the apartment, he grabbed in a
big hug and kissed me quickly on the lips.  I was a bit startled by that!
He laughed at my expression.  And for a fleeting second I have to admit I
wondered if his similarity to Kevin would stretch to bedtime activities,
too!

"No", he laughed again.  "I'm not here as a substitute for my son, although
I can seeÑand now feelÑwhat he sees in you!  I'm here to talk about Patrick
and what I'm going to do about him."

Well, that was a relief.  At the same time I was starting to wonder who had
died and made me "Father Jacob".  At least he was older than I was. I
didn't feel quite so "avuncular" as I had with Mike.

We settled down on the couch.  Daniel did talk for a while about Patrick
and their relationship.  It soon became obvious that the age difference was
a huge problem for him. He asked me point blank about the age difference in
Kevin's and my relationship and how that affected it.  I was able to reply
that this was something we both acknowledged but that it hadn't emerged as
a factor in our relationship.  I could tell he was pleased with that.
However, the age difference between him and Patrick was much greater than
between Kevin and me.  Trying to come to some kind of closure, because I
did have more reading to do tonight, I finally just bluntly asked Daniel if
there really needed to be a relationship with Patrick, if he couldn't just
enjoy Patrick as a "friend with benefits"?  He laughed out loud at my
expression but then became thoughtful.  I urged him to talk about this with
Patrick directly, too. I hinted that Patrick might have similar feelings as
well.

He studied me as he got up to leave.  I braced myself for his goodbye hug
and kiss. He saw that and laughed again.  He then deliberately held me
longer and kissed me longer than when he arrived.  Prick tease!  He felt so
much like Kevin I got hard and my cock popped out of my shorts.  When he
realized what had happened that made him laugh again and he said, "I'll
take that as a compliment!  Nice cock, by the way. And just in case you're
wondering..." He quickly undid his shorts and dropped them and his underwear
to show me a mirror image of Kevin's cock when hard! I must have gasped
because he laughed once again.  He then stripped off his tee shirt to show
me the whole package.  Very nice!  The more mature Kevin was a beautiful
man, indeed.  I had a sudden vision of Kevin when he was this age and knew
I'd love him just as much then as I did now.  Daniel noted my admiration
and expressions and smiled, sadly again. He got dressed and gave me one
more hug and kiss.

As he started to leave, he had an expression as if he'd just remembered
something.

"Oh, I almost forgot.  Kevin mentioned you wanted to go somewhere with him
over fall break, but you didn't know where to go.  Well, we have a
timeshare at the beach.  But we've been too busy to go this year.  So,
here's the info on it.  Reservation has been made for Thursday and Friday."
He pulled out some papers from his pocket and put them on the end table.

"Have a great time", he said.  "And don't do anything I wouldn't do!" With
a last laugh and a leer he was gone.

Well, all of that was very unexpected!  But then I thought of Kevin and me
naked, swimming in the warm waters of the Atlantic Ocean, of me cuddling
him, feeling his strong body in my arms, of our cocks dueling... I stripped
off my shorts and enjoyed airing my erection.  I'd have to take care of
this, I thought, before any work was going to get done!  LOL.

Hugs to all, Jacob.

Mikedave01@yahoo.com