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The Pastel Cowboy
by Carl Holiday
15 – A Crazy Sunday
Zach was awake, but
want to open his eyes. He was tired, too tired to move, too tired to
too tired to respond to Bruce’s soft caress along his bare thigh, but
too tired not to answer the morning call of a full bladder. He was
didn’t care. He didn’t care about anything other than his deteriorating
state. That he cared about a great deal. He was almost certain he
needed to go
somewhere, maybe a psychiatric hospital or ward, and get drugged into
under professional supervision. The little white pills were great, but
little to stop him from getting the episodes, they only cured an
He was confused,
couldn’t figure out where, or why, everything in his life had gone so
wrong. Where in his life had he made such a big mistake that he had to
on the edge of a precipice with very few choices left. Give him a
news about someone he knew then wham he was falling. In some ways,
didn’t sound like such a bad idea. Steven went away. Uncle David tried
away. One of those little pills made him groggy. Two pills put him
would three, four, five, or the rest of the bottle do? He was certain
of water was still there. All he had to do was open his eyes and make
final choice to fall away.
He opened his eyes
at the ceiling, a ceiling he wasn’t going to be staring at ever again.
in a word, pathetic. One big screwup after another and look where it
him, he was nothing more than a pathetic excuse for a happy, excited
his way to bigger and better things.
The world would be
place without him.
Only, Jeremy was
going to cry
for him. Jeremy was going to be devastated. Jeremy loved him, right?
Or, was he
only a passing fancy of some over rich, spoiled little boy who grew up
physically, but was still only a little boy with a toy that was broken
no one was going to be able to fix it. It might take Jeremy a day or
two to get
The whole bottle,
the only choice, now.
But, he needed to
And, Bruce was
caressing his thigh.
He was hard, too.
One last orgasm,
another choice. Maybe he could convince Bruce to fuck him one last time.
Then he could call
tell him he should find another boyfriend, so he wouldn’t cry for him.
But, he needed to
He looked over to
but Bruce wasn’t there. He looked up and saw Paul smiling at him.
how’s my boy
today?” Paul said as he patted Zach’s thigh.
Zach shut his eyes
to remember what he was supposed to do. He opened them for a moment and
at the nightstand. The glass of water was gone. The pill bottle wasn’t
“Excuse me, got to
said as he rolled out of bed. He stood up and immediately realized that
first incorrect choice of the new day. His eyes were fuzzy and his head
weightless as if nothing was supporting it. He sat back down and hung
between his knees.
“A bit dizzy?” Paul
“A bit. Where’s
I think he
might be better than me.”
“Is that good?”
up briefly then sat back up. He wasn’t hard anymore, but the pain
his bladder told him he’d better do something soon or signals were
going to get
mixed up and he might need to do something else. “Excuse me, got to
When he came back,
still sitting on the bed. He sat down next to him. Paul put his arm
Zach’s shoulders and he leaned into the offered comfort. He needed his
be in order and didn’t know how to put all the pieces right, but at
he didn’t really care.
“I want you to know
I was thinking
of leaving,” Zach said cautiously. He thought of the admission after he
it. Was he really, honestly thinking of going away? Could he do that?
like such a long time ago. A choice not made and the world suddenly
“Yeah, I think I
to take Doctor Cunningham up with her offer to drug me senseless for a
I’m thinking crazy thoughts about how nice everything might be if I
around to screwup so much.”
“I’m sorry I made
bad Uncle David had to decide to leave, too. Do you think he’ll ever
“Wait, stop right
Paul said as he pushed Zach away from him. They stared at each other
Zach felt a tear
his cheek and he looked down at the floor. He was so pathetic it was a
people allowed him to fuck up their lives. He felt Paul pull him into a
very tight hug, kind of like his mother used to do when his life took a
horrible turn and no one liked him, before she heard he was gay and was
abomination unto the Lord. Abominations didn’t get hugs.
Zach wasn’t going
That was for certain, but another tear dribbled down the other cheek.
“First of all it is
fault David is depressed and doesn’t take his medications like he’s
to,” Paul said as he softly caressed the back of Zach’s head.
don’t want to hear anything more about you wanting to leave, whether to
nut farm Doctor Cunningham works at or thinking you can improve the
leaving it. And, thirdly, I think you know there are a lot of people
you very much and will be very put out if you should suddenly take the
“How is he?”
“He’ll be in the
a while, something about a thirty day observation period because he was
on the wrong side of the railing. I guess the officer who saw him
caused an accident by suddenly stopping and jumping out of his car.
going over and the officer pulled him back. Rather forcefully, too.
his nose when his head slammed into the sidewalk.”
“It’ll be alright,
everything is going to be okay, again.”
“I was trying to
when it was okay, but I couldn’t go back far enough. My life has been
fuck up and I’m tired of it. I just want to go to sleep and not have to
about anything for awhile. Is that okay?”
“Why don’t you lie
“No, I’m hungry.”
troubled mind, again,” Paul said as he released their embrace. He stood
offered Zach a hand. “Do you know David used to stuff himself when he
really depressed? I got him out of that bad habit, but it seems he’s
new way to deal with it, or, should I say, not deal with it.”
Zach allowed Paul
to help him
up and he followed him to the kitchen. Bruce was busy at the counter
smell of vegetables and garlic cooking filled the room. Bruce was
apron and nothing else.
“You really like
don’t you?” Zach asked as he sat down at the table.
asked. “Would Sunshine like a cup of coffee to get his day going?”
“Yeah, I’ll get
“Oh, no, I’m the
said. “Black, right?”
“Always a big
said as he put the cup on the table in front of Zach.
“One thing you can
Bruce is he has a great ass,” Paul said from over by the coffeemaker.
“I’m not supposed
it,” Zach said. He sipped the hot coffee and thought of how depressed
only a few minutes earlier and, now, seemed much better. Or, was he? He
at the coffee in the cup. “Bruce is the alpha male in our relationship.
get to look at his ass. My concern is only with what’s up front, which
all that bad.”
“I thought you said
was airn’t?” Bruce asked as he poured an egg mixture into whatever was
“Tense, my dear
Ain’t, airn’t, in’t.”
“I don’t know if I
want to be
a farmer,” Bruce said as he stirred whatever it was he was cooking.
certainly have a
great plow, but I think we’re going to have to see if you can lay a
Zach said. He smiled at the thought of lying on his stomach under
he realized there might be something to keep him around for a while.
might need some practice laying a furrow and he could help him out.
“Uh, guys, can we
something other than hot gay teen sex?” Paul asked. He sat down next to
and put an arm across the boy’s shoulders. “Feel any better?”
“Did I miss
something in the
bedroom?” Bruce asked.
“No,” Zach said. He
look up and was relieved Bruce didn’t pursue the subject. He didn’t see
Bruce and Paul were saying with their expressions, but was certain he
subject of their silent conversation.
“Uh, I hate to ruin
everyone’s morning, but we do have a problem,” Paul said. “Sally, you
Zach, your cousin, David’s daughter?”
“Oh, yeah, Sally,”
as he tried to think back to the few times the Brandon’s came down to
Oklahoma to visit their families and they stopped at
for a few hours. They never seemed to stay long. Never for supper.
years old than he was. Dickie, her brother, was an asshole. Of course,
name like Dickie you’d have to be an asshole or a pushover. Dickie was
asshole. He liked Sally, though, because she seemed interested in him,
though he was just a little kid. They stopped coming when he was about
“You know, kiddo,
she told me
about the time you fell on your ass in some cow shit,” Paul said. He
“Yeah, I was always
on my ass, or face, in cow shit, pig shit, horse shit, or just plain
mud. Then I figured out how not to do it and could throw a football in
muddy field and became the greatest quarterback Carruthers High ever
them assholes for fucking with my life.”
“Come on, kiddo,
Paul said as he rubbed Zach’s neck.
“Is there something
know?” Bruce asked.
“No,” Zach said. He
the sauté pan this time, knowing the other two were looking at
comparing notes with their eyes.
“Anyway, Sally and
talking about what David is going to need in the next few months,” Paul
“and, well, Zach, you’re going to have to move out, but before you zone
us, I have the perfect solution. I still have my apartment over on
Hill. It’s not as nice as this place, but I live frugally to begin
Bruce and I were talking this morning, before you even thought of
and he said he needs to find a place to live, too. So, I figured the
two of you
can move into my place.”
“And, this is the
bedroom,” Paul said as he opened the curtained French doors with a
“Wow! Look at all
mirrors,” Bruce said. He walked in and turned around and around looking
himself in the mirrored closet doors, dresser, and master bath door.
flopped down on the bed and stared up at himself in the mirrored
just like the whorehouses in the movies.”
“Yeah, but look at
paintings,” Zach said. “These definitely aren’t Indians and wildlife in
paintings in the other rooms. Jeez, these will certainly get you in the
but Paul, there aren’t any dicks showing.”
wonder what’s going on,” Paul said. He went over to the bed and sat
Bruce. He lightly patted the boy’s thigh. “This is my room.
This isn’t a
party room. This isn’t a room where your guests can do whatever on the
while watching themselves in the mirrors. This is my room.
“Uh, yeah,” Bruce
looked over at Zach, who only shrugged.
Zach looked at both
but mostly at how Paul was focusing on Bruce. Paul was definitely
of his attention at Bruce. He smiled and saw the two of them on that
sometime in the future, naked and doing naked things to each other.
they’d be naked. Just like Bruce said. Not nude, no naked; and, they’d
ask him to bring them some orange juice afterwards and he would, but
“Mission Control to
Mission Control to Zach, are you there, boy?”
Zach stared at the
over the headboard. It was Miles, Frannys father who he met on the trip
Texas. He’d been a little younger than Bruce at
the time of
the painting. His feet were planted just like someone who’d finally
to walking in cow shit and pissy mud. The glutes were taut and high up
the thighs just a hint of scrotum was showing. It was the eyes, though,
pulled you in. He wanted you right behind him. He was inviting you to
your hard dick right up his ass. Everything about the painting said,
“Mission Control to
Mission Control to Zach, are you there, boy?”
Zach looked back at
and Paul had an arm draped over Bruce’s shoulders, not in a comforting
more in a possessive manner. Yeah, they’d be naked; and, it wouldn’t
him at all if it was Bruce on top.
“He does that so
said. “You’re going to have one hell of a time with him living here.
have to keep bumping him to make sure he’s alive.”
“Are you talking
“Well, we were
we’re going to arrange this,” Bruce said. “To make it legal and all.
going to have his lawyer draw up some papers for us to sign and I’ll be
primary lessee. We don’t know what to call you, though.”
Zach, but Dad always called me Hey Dumbfuck. I’ll come to whatever.”
“If you’re with us,
Paul said. “Why don’t you come over and sit down?”
“No, I think you
two have the
bed pretty full right now. I’m going out to the living room.”
Zach turned and
the door where he stopped for a moment to look back at the bed. Paul
were sitting there staring at him. Paul had one hand caressing Bruce’s
the other hand resting on a thigh up close to where there was just the
a hard-on in Bruce’s khakis. He turned and pulled both doors closed.
Across the hall
master bedroom was a painting of a Choctaw boy Zach thought he
looked at the signature and saw “Paul Griffin ’87.” That was only a
he was born. He stared at the face. It was so familiar. His mind
through image after image of all the people he’d met or seen or ran
he realized the boy was Nick Zucker, Billy’s oldest brother, who was
when he was born. Billy had been a mistake, but Billy was Choctaw.
Zach turned to open
bedroom doors to ask Paul about the painting, but thought better of it.
and Bruce were probably very close to being naked and he didn’t want to
interrupt. Paul would go very, very slow, encouraging Bruce, but not
him. It would be a subtle seduction and Bruce would be very, very happy
than satisfied afterwards.
Zach walked out
living room and looked at the view with the Space Needle and the
Olympic Mountains in the distance. He’d never been up there,
Steven had said he’d take him, but they never got around to it, being
having sex all the time. He imagined it would be quite a place to fall
question about living after a fall from that height.
The apartment was
warm, there wasn’t any air conditioning. Paul said to keep the drapes
during the day to keep out most of the heat, then after the sun went
the windows and you’d get good cross ventilation.
He took out his
cell and sat
on the sofa. Looking through his call history he found the number he
looking for and pressed talk. After a few rings a man’s voice said,
“Mr. McDonald, it’s
“How’re you doing,
“Okay, uh, Bud.
But, I’m only
saying that because you insist. I wasn’t raised to be personable with
“Okay, son, I’ll
What can I do for you?”
“Can I call Jeremy
“Why haven’t you
“Well, because he’s
“Ah, yes, well,
been a very foul mouthed, naughty little boy lately, and with Sara
out, it hasn’t helped his situation, but I never said you two couldn’t
“But, I thought,
said, that, well.”
“We had an argument
well, I said some things that shouldn’t have been said and I apologize
words were conveyed to you. I had a long talk with your uncle and I may
had some erroneous information about you that created some incorrect
“Okay, sir, uh,
accepted, but I was a lot of those things you said about me and I know
wrong for me to act the way I did, if you know what I mean.”
have my permission to talk to Jeremy whenever you want, but you two
will not be
seeing each other until a week after Jeremy’s school starts. Is that
“Sir, I have not
Jeremy to see me. In fact, I was the one who saw Sara’s car yesterday.
going to call, but Uncle David said he’d do it.”
“Ah, I guess you do
good head on your shoulders. So, like I said you can call him whenever
and when you get together, maybe you can help him with his drivers
still hasn’t passed the written exam.”
“Maybe he’s not
get a drivers license.”
“Well, I’m not
him all over town.”
“Get him a bicycle.”
“You know, Zach, I
should get to know you better. You sound like you’d make a good parent.
know, I do have a granddaughter.”
“Yes, sir, she once
I’d be good for her, but I’m not certain I can play on her side of the
if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, well, I’ve
got to go,
it’s been nice talking to you Zach. Goodbye.”
Zach leaned back on
and wondered if he should call Jeremy. The other two were still in the
He wondered if they were naked, yet. He could walk in on them, sort of
unexpectedly, sort of, “oh, excuse me, I didn’t expect you to be
stood up and started to close the drapes.
Zach’s help was
needed in moving most of his stuff to the new apartment. For reasons
unexplained, Paul wanted Zach out of the apartment that day, so
in. They left Zach at the apartment while Paul took Bruce home to get
stuff. When they returned, Zach helped them move everything up to the
and then Paul took Bruce grocery shopping, leaving Zach to do whatever
apartment. They just didn’t trust him not to zone out on them; or,
confronted with a serious decision, like whether he wanted canned or
beans or if he’d rather have red beans, and completely zap out and need
little white pill.
He sulked mostly.
of calling Jeremy, but since hadn’t since talking to Bud earlier, he
reason to hurry. It wasn’t as if he was going to actually kill himself
day. That moment had passed and he was no longer in the mood. Paul said
loved him, well, he had to admit that was possible. Paul liked him.
him. Jeremy probably still liked him. He wasn’t certain of Sara,
he got her in trouble. Uncle David probably didn’t like him either for
him to try to jump off the bridge. Bud said he liked him, but Zach
believe him. Steven liked him, but Steven was dead and that didn’t
After awhile, he
out on himself. He was in the apartment one minute and then in some
dreamland. At first he was aware that he was, physically, still in the
apartment, but then as events began to unfold, he was no longer certain
he was. People were there he didn’t recognize and he wasn’t exactly
where he was. The grass, which covered all the land, was yellowed from
but it wasn’t cold, almost balmy, he thought. A woman with a permanent
huge flabby breasts with nipples that poked through the fabric of her
blouse, and smoker’s breath offered him a drink. It was purple, but he
wasn’t grape or some kind of berry juice. He tried to decline, but she
offering as if he had to take it.
“Hey, kiddo, why
don’t you go
down and help with the groceries?” Paul asked.
Zach looked up at
heard every word. The woman, whose name was Veronica—Zach didn’t know
knew her name because she hadn’t told him—was gone. The dreamland place
gone. He was still in the apartment.
“Zach? Are you
asked. He jostled the boy’s knee and waited for a response.
“Uh, yeah, you guys
an awful long time,” Zach said. “You need my help, sure I can do that.”
“Are you sure
“Yeah, I kind of
myself that time. Wow, that was weird. Ever have a dream where you
recognize anyone or where you were?”
“No, can’t say that
“Must have been a
“You’re not crazy.
want that kind of talk coming from your mouth, do you hear?”
“Sure, I heard you,
don’t think the crazy person inside was listening. He doesn’t seem to
anything. Come on, let’s go help Bruce.”
Zach followed Paul
watched every step he made. For some reason, he couldn’t explain, he
felt clumsy as if the slightest imperfection in the floor might trip
send him flying. Once down to the street, Zach looked at the sidewalk
he couldn’t go out there. Paul walked out the door and Zach watched it
between them. He turned his back to the wall and lowered himself onto
haunches. He kept running witty explanations through his mind for not
to the car. He tried to smile. He forced himself to smile.
Bruce came in with
plastic bags hanging from each hand and stopped in front of Zach.
“Do you want me to
those?” Zach asked.
“That would be
said. “Are you okay?”
“No. I’ll tell you
When Zach got back
downstairs, Paul and Bruce were standing at the elevator door when it
They were overloaded with plastic bags of groceries. Without saying a
Zach reached in and took about four bags of each of them. They still
too many to manage, but Zach was having enough trouble with the few he
“Are you going to
eight button?” Paul asked.
“Oh, sorry, I
“Are you going to
snap out of
that soon or do I need to do something about it?”
“What can you do?”
“You don’t even
want to try
me,” Paul said.
“Oh, okay,” Zach
doors opened and he followed them out watching where he put each foot
moving the next one forward. The going was slow, but he had to be
“What?” Zach asked
noticed Paul and Bruce watching him.
“What are you
“I don’t know, I
just have to
be careful or I’ll trip.”
told you to quit fucking around. You can beat this thing or it’ll take
you’ll end up like David, or worse, like Steven. Now, get your act
I’m calling Doctor Cunningham and have her send the men with the
Zach looked at him
Then he stepped forward and stopped. He shut his eyes and began
he reached thirty he opened his eyes and saw he was alone in the
was do or die, take the torch and run for it, or give in to whatever it
that was trying to take over. He took in a deep breath and exhaled
he walked to the door of the apartment. It was ajar and he nudged it
foot. Paul and Bruce were in the kitchen sitting at the dinette. All of
bags had been emptied and put away. They were drinking what looked like
“Well, we were
wonder if you were going to join us,” Paul said. “Cold things in the
refrigerator or freezer.”
“Put the other
stuff on the
counter and I’ll put it away later,” Bruce said. “Have a seat and I’ll
because of the
medicine,” Zach said. “It’ll make me loopy.”
said. “Do you have any idea how long you were out in the hall?”
“Maybe a minute, I
counted to thirty.”
“Make that thirty
“Oh, fuck, I’m
“No, you’re not.
getting worse. First of all, stop shutting your eyes and doing that
shit. You were doing great until David got you started doing mental
Maybe a little crazy, but not crazy like this. So stop it, now!”
“Okay, you don’t
yell. What is this stuff? It sure isn’t beer.”
“It’s a brown ale,”
“Look at the
said. “Figure things out for yourself.”
“Don’t talk like my
Zach said. “Moose Drool? That sounds absolutely hideous.”
“Did you try it?”
“No.” Zach took a
knocked back a good swallow. “Hey, this isn’t bad at all.”
“Well, boys, I
better get going,” Paul said as he stood up. “I called your friend Sara
gave her directions. She said she’ll pick you two up at seven-fifteen,
ready. Bruce, why don’t you walk me to the door?”
Zach watched them
stood up. He walked to the archway to the living room and peeked around
Paul and Bruce were kissing. He turned and returned to his chair. He
that would happen, after all they’d had sex earlier. He was certain
disinterested in this fact. It certainly made things easier for him,
to worry about Bruce falling in love with him; and, with Bud giving him
ahead to continue seeing Jeremy, he didn’t have to worry about Bruce
liking to his boyfriend. The only problem he could see, and it didn’t
him in the least, was that Bruce was probably headed for a serious case
heartache when Paul dumped him. Paul was famous for his track record of
“Well, he’s gone,”
sighed when he walked into the kitchen.
“I saw you,” Zach
Bruce turned and
“I don’t have a
you seeing Paul.”
“He’s going to
paint me and
you, too. He said he’ll make thousands more using two nudes.”
“That’s nice,” Zach
“You have a problem
this, don’t you?”
“No, I said I
“But, you do.”
“Yeah, I do.”
“And, don’t zone
out on me.
Let’s talk about this, now. Are we going to have sex?”
sleeping in the
same bed. It’s a queen size, but I suspect we’ll meet in the middle now
then. I suppose we’ll end up touching and then, well, you know what
next. Will Paul mind if we’re having sex?”
“Will Jeremy mind?”
“Okay, Jeremy won’t
understand and I’ll have to explain things so that he’ll grudgingly
sort of permission.”
“What kind of sex
have in mind?” Bruce asked. He sat down across the table from Zach.
times do I have to fuck you? Do we suck each other at night before we
sleep, or in the morning before we piss away our hard-ons? Or, do you
to sit in the living room watching porn and jacking off? What do you
me? You’re the one with the insatiable sex drive.”
“Well, you’re the
be walking around without any clothes. What do you want? And, besides,
were you and Paul doing in the bedroom earlier today. Did he fuck you?”
“No, he didn’t do
“Did you suck him?”
“No, I didn’t do
that to him.
I don’t think he came at all.”
“How many times did
“Twice in his
the first time and slow the second.”
“You know, he’s
years older than you. He’s old enough to be your father.”
he doesn’t want anything permanent. Just fooling around, like what
to be doing. Just fooling around.”
“So, you’ll be
and both of us will be doing you?”
“He said he’d like
to do you,
too. I won’t let him fuck me, but he knows you like a dick up your ass
since Jeremy isn’t fucking you, he thought maybe you’d like a more
“Did he ask you to
“No, we just talked
you. Mostly, about what’s going on with you. Are you hungry?”
“Let’s order a
“I can make one.”
“No, I want
greasy, takeout. There’s a place up on Pine, we could walk up there.”
“Do they deliver?”
“Call them, I like
and onions and Canadian bacon. I don’t like anchovies, black olives, or
“Hey, I’m the
boy from Oklahoma, remember? We had three choices, cheese,
and sausage, and pepperoni, sausage, onions and red and green peppers;
came in a box and you heated it at home.”
“No real pizza?”
“Well, sure if you
twenty miles into Hannaford you could go to a Pizza Hut, but even there
were out of half the stuff. You know, when mountain oysters and
brains are on the menu, you don’t get a lot of orders for Hawaiian
“Mountain oysters? What are they, some kind of shellfish?”
“No, testicles. In
when you and all the farmers around you are castrating calves, you end
a lot of nuts on the table.”
“Ew! You’ve eaten
“No, actually, I
Sounded too disgusting to me and Mom wouldn’t cook them anyway. Dad had
down to the Cattlemen’s Association barbecue to get that stuff. I
brains, either, or chitlins, or kidneys, livers, or hearts. I don’t eat
If it’s on a pet food label, it in’t goin’ in this puppy’s tummy.”
“You know, Zach,
actually beaming. You look happier right now than you have all weekend.
makes me want to come over there and kiss you and do nasty, vile things
“What’d you have in
“Oh, I don’t know,
you said I
needed practice laying a furrow with my plow.”
“And, then we could
grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Zach woke up early.
hard cock was sandwiched between his butt cheeks and he must have been
wet dream because the cock was giving mini-thrusts along his crack.
imagined how easy it would be to move slightly up to allow the tip to
inside, but he didn’t want that. That was last night. What he wanted
shower, shave, a light breakfast, and maybe, just maybe, he’d suck
before brushing his teeth. That sounded like such a good idea, he
rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Bruce moaned slightly
rolled onto his back.
He felt renewed, as
getting out of the condo had changed him somehow for the better. He
put a finger on exactly how he felt, but he knew he wasn’t going to
little white pills any longer.
He’d dreamt the
but all his dreams were about Jeremy. Bruce was in one of them, a
little interlude between two heavy sex scenarios. Jeremy was fucking
Bruce was fucking Jeremy. Afterwards, when everyone had shot gobs and
gobs of cum—it
never ceased to amaze Zach at the copious quantities of cum he could
a dream—Jeremy turned and touched Bruce on the chest and he
remembered feeling a loss, as if a friend had gone away and was never
seen again. Then he and Jeremy went at it again and all was forgotten
Zach looked down at
erection and gave it a few tugs and thought of Jeremy as he shot thick
cum onto the glass door of the shower. He opened his eyes and saw Bruce
at him. They smiled and Zach made room for Bruce in the shower.
“Yes, very well,
Zach said. “Turn around and I’ll wash your back.”
“Which is probably
time you’ll get that close to it,” Bruce said.
“Oh, I don’t know,
surprised what I can do if I put my mind to it.”
someone did have
a good night. God, Zach, what are you doing down there. Is that your
Yes, thought Zach,
this is my
tongue and I’m licking your hole. In a minute, or so, I’m going to put
tongue in your hole. I don’t want to shock you, but I like doing this.
He would’ve said
out loud, but his mouth was too busy dealing with the object of its
hoped Bruce would use his own hand to take care of the other thing
didn’t have a lot of time to fool around and that’s what this was,
around. It was nothing serious, nothing that was going to make them
love, just fooling around.
“Oh, god, Zach,
stop or I’m
going to want you to, oh, god, Zach, please stop. What’re you doing?
putting your tongue in there? Oh, jeez, Zach, please don’t.”
Yes, thought Zach,
turned a corner and today will be a good day. Bruce will have an orgasm
forget, I will talk to Jeremy, and later tonight, well, anything could
“Zach, if you don’t
going to ask you to do something I don’t want.”
Yeah, thought Zach,
you now Mister Top, but we’re not going to do it now. We don’t have
Zach sucked one of
testicles in his mouth and used his tongue to massage it. After a
he came out from behind and put his mouth over the hot tip of the other
cock. It exploded in his mouth and he was satisfied. Later that night
they went to sleep, though Bruce didn’t know it now, he was going to
to fuck him. He was going to beg, plead, and make unfulfillable
to have Zach take his cherry; and, Zach was going to take it very
patiently allowing Bruce to enjoy the experience enough to desire it
maybe enough to ask Paul to fuck him. Zach wasn’t too certain he liked
of Paul sticking his forty-six year old dick up his ass. He liked
sixteen year old dick much better.
“Damn, Zach, you do
my ass too many times and I’m going to beg you to do me,” Bruce said
stood up and they’d kissed.
“I only want to
because you’ve been so good to me these past few days that I think I
big time. If that means making love to you, well, I guess I’ll have to
“Will you be
“Of course, you’re
I don’t want to scare you off. I want you to like it as much as I do,
“Sounds, good, but
we’d better hurry or we’ll be taking the bus to school.”
“Kiss me once
said as he rubbed one of Zach’s nipples with the tip of his forefinger.
kissed he shoved his tongue down Zach’s throat, but the hot water ran
that same moment throwing ice on their lust.
Woof! Well, I
didn’t expect the boy’s to do that in the shower, but boys
will be boys
and you never can tell what they’re going to do given the opportunity
anything. This chapter didn’t go where I wanted it to. We should be
month forward in time, so, I guess we’ll have to do that in Chapter 16.