Date: Thu, 30 Apr 2009 17:31:27 -0400
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: I Thought I Knew Chapter 15

Chapter 15
From Justin's viewpoint

I hadn't expected Billy to want to come by my house that Wednesday
night. I'd figured he'd be hanging with Jess. But after lunch he'd slipped
me a note as he passed me in the hallway. After my last hot session with
that stud jock, if he wanted to meet me, he could meet me any time. I
wouldn't miss it for the world. The bulge I showed in my jeans the rest of
the day proved it.

The more I'd thought about what I had set in motion, I was pretty certain
my meeting with Billy would be a lot more talk than action. I didn't have
much doubt that Billy would keep his word and blow Jess. Maybe he already
had. Or maybe he was looking for last minute tips. Or, better yet, extra
training! I could hope, but I didn't think so.

I knew when Billy finally got up the nerve to do Jess that Jess would love
it. That Billy would love it, too. And that they'd both finally realize how
much they loved guy-on-guy sex . . . and each other.

I guess if I'd really expected to hear from anybody, I thought maybe it
would be from both of them. To thank me.

The only downside to that scenario was that I got left out in the end. But
that's what I'd always figured would happen from the very beginning. I
ought to be happy I'd gotten as much sex out of it as I had. I just hoped
that Jess would come around to seeing I wasn't a bad guy and all three of
us could be friends.

Maybe when they got over the initial spell of being in love, there'd be
time for a three way. That would be fantastic. Maybe my dream of Billy and
me fucking Jess at the same time would finally come true. I could imagine
perfectly how it would feel to have both our big hard cocks shoved up Jess
tight ass. Our hot cocks rubbing against each other. Stretching Jess hole
to the max. Billy groaning. Jess groaning. Me . . .

But I was getting way ahead of events. First I had to find out what had
happened when Billy offered Jess a blowjob. I sure hoped it had blown them
both away.

Billy showed up at my house about 7 p.m. I was studying and had decided
that I'd greet him fully dressed for a change. He was really jumpy and kind
of upset when he came in.  He just sat on my bed and stared at me without
speaking.

Finally I broke the silence. "So how did the blowjob go?" No answer.

"Did you do it?" No answer.

"Did he like it?" No answer.

"Did you like it?" No answer.

He just sat there with his head in his hands, staring at the floor.

"So, how was swim practice?"

"This isn't fucking funny, asshole," he said staring at me with a hard
glare. "This was all your idea and it was supposed to make everything
clear. So where did it get me? Just a bunch of questions I still can't
answer."

It wasn't easy, but I finally got him to tell me everything that had
happened. What a complete disaster it had been from his point of view.

"So maybe you've learned more than you think," I said after listening to
his story. "You've learned that so far sex with Jess isn't all that great
for you. That likely means that you're not in love with him the same way
he's in love with you."

"Don't give me that fucking 'so far' shit. Jess and I are done with sex. So
if I didn't like sex with Jess, does that mean I'm not gay?" Billy asked.

"I don't know that I'd leap to that conclusion. Let me ask you a question
and I want you to really think about it before you answer. When you think
about having sex, like when you're jacking off, or playing with your dick
to pass the time, do you imagine having sex with a guy or a girl?"

"Now when I think about sex . . ." Billy paused and thought a bit. "Now
it's always images of you and me. That's been the only sex worth thinking
about lately."

A jolt of energy ran through my cock. My hand went straight to my crotch. I
was getting hard fast. All of this happened in the split second I heard
Billy say " . . . the only sex worth thinking about lately." His words
echoed in my head, sending surge after surge of tingling sensations through
my cock like nothing I had ever experienced before. I went from maybe a
little bit aroused to really hard in a flash. I think I blushed.

I tried to compose myself quickly so that Billy wouldn't see how his answer
had affected me. "Well," I stammered, "before you met me, what did you
think of when you were getting off. Guys? Or girls?"

Billy paused and was obviously trying to remember. "I don't know for
sure. It's like it's hard to even think about what I did before. Like I
didn't even think about sex before that first night you showed me how to
jack another guy off."

"But you did think about something. All those nights you jerked off in bed
alone. Who were you thinking of?" I asked.

Billy paused a long time and then said, "Jess, I guess. Jess and me jerking
our meat in his fucking room. I thought about that first time and how great
it felt to cum. Seeing Jess' cum shoot so high and being so scared and then
cumming for the first time myself. It sounds kind of stupid. Like a little
kid thing. But until I met you that was the best sex I knew. Do you think
that means I'm fucking gay?"

"You really don't want to be gay, do you?" I asked.

"Can't you answer my questions without asking another question?" he
complained.

"Sorry. I'm not an expert on these things. But I kind of think it does mean
you're gay. Obviously this is very different for you than it was for me. I
always knew. I've known I was gay since I was in grade school."

"Fuck, I wish it were that easy for me. So you really think I'm gay, even
though I like girls and all?"

"You know I like girls, too. I just don't think I really want to fuck
one. Well, maybe one just to see what it's like. But if I had to choose
spending my life fucking women or fucking you, I know which I'd choose."

"You'd choose me?" Billy asked in disbelief.

"Sure," I said. The excitement this had set off in Billy was evident. It
looked like he was almost as hard as I was. And he wasn't being shy about
groping himself through his jeans. What a beautiful sight as he worked his
hard eight inches of cock in his fist. He was all edgy and agitated
now. And horny, I thought. I could see the outline of his cockhead as he
worked it back and forth against the denim crotch of his jeans.

I had to catch my breath and then I said, "If you decide you're gay, and I
hope you do, you would make a great boyfriend. I'd hang in the sack with
you all day and all night. My cock would be worn thin as a pencil within a
day or two."

"Whoa, there buddy. I'm not even sure I'm gay, much less your boy
. . . . Oh, who the fuck do I think I'm kidding. You sucked me off. I
sucked you off. We've poured enough cum all over each other to fill a
swimming pool." Billy smiled as he said that. But then he pressed his lips
together and looked quite serious. "But I'm not ready to say I'm gay yet
. . . not ready to be gay yet. Just not yet. I gotta get used to
things. Figure them out."

"Like what?" I asked. "It looks to me like you've pretty much got all your
answers now. What's the hang-up?"

"I can't just walk into school tomorrow and say, 'Hey, guys, I'm a fucking
queer. So, how do you like it?' Even Jess couldn't do that. I've got to
think on it. But having you to talk with has really helped. I don't think I
can ever show you how much I appreciate what you've done. Thanks."

He stood up, pulled me to him and gave me a bear hug. I hugged him
back. Our hard, trapped cocks pressed together. I reached between us and
rubbed my palm across his hard-on. Feeling its heat through the
fabric. Feeling the mass of his engorged cockhead against the palm of my
hand. My own hard cock rubbing against the back of my hand. Running my
fingers over the tip of Billy's wonderful cockhead, where a less than
subtle wet spot had formed. Billy let out a grown and pushed his cock
harder against my palm.

How good it would feel to have that rock hard cockhead pushing into my
butt.Pushing deep in my hole.  To feel his long hard rod sliding up my
ass. Riding this hot stud boy all day long. I loved feeling how thick and
hard and long he was. Holding his powerful cock in my hands was great. But
having him fuck me would be so much better. I realized how much I wanted
him. "I should be thanking you," I whispered in his ear.

I lowered him gently to my bed, stretching out beside him. "Let me help
you," I said gently and started to undress my hot jock hunk. He didn't
resist.

When I had stripped him completely naked, I took off my shirt and shoes and
sox as fast as I could and started to run my fingers lightly over his
well-muscled chest and abs. I could feel his muscles, so perfect just
beneath his smooth, warm skin. I let my fingers brush occasionally against
his hard cock. I lightly played with his balls.

He was writhing beneath me, pre-cum dripping from his cock, which stood
hard and proud over his navel. It was so hard. So full as it stood at
attention. Pre-cum dripping from its piss slit. Finally I leaned back and
smiled down at Billy. He smiled back and began to loosen my jeans with one
hand, while stroking my hard-on through the fabric with the other.

My cock felt enormous. As he opened my fly, my cock sprang up in testament
to how incredibly hot I was for this guy. "I want to give you the best sex
you've ever had so you'll never fear being gay again," I said in a quiet,
calm voice. "If you think the sex you've had with me has been good up until
now, well fuck, we've only just begun."

With that, I started to go down on Billy's beautiful cock. I opened my
moistened lips and let them slide down his hardened cockhead to the top of
his shaft. Then I came back up again. His cockhead felt fabulous sliding
through my lips as my tongue flicked at its tip, savoring his pre-cum.

I was about to take the full length of his cock down my hungry throat when
Billy started moving beneath me. I soon realized he wanted to suck my cock,
too. I swiveled around. Making it easy for him, without ever relinquishing
the hold my mouth had on his hard cock.

Soon he was licking the blood-engorged head of my fat cockhead, nipping at
it with his lips. Slowly sucking it in the way I had his. Oh god this was
pure bliss. I was on sexual overload not knowing where to focus. The great
feel of Billy's cock in my mouth, or the sensational feel of Billy's hot
lips wrapped around my meat.

After a short time, it felt as though Billy could blow his load at any
second. Billy pulled his lips from my cock and said, "Just hold me in your
mouth. Let me try something." He sucked hard on my cockhead for a moment
and then started to take me deeper and deeper down his throat. He put his
hands on my hips to guide me stroke by stroke. Each one deeper than the
last. Each followed by him sucking hard. So hard his cheeks pulled in tight
by the suction he was creating for my hot cockhead. I let my fingers run
across those cheeks as he sucked them in. I felt the suction his mouth was
generating on my cock.

He paused and took a deep breath. Then once again my cock was slowly
sliding deeper into Billy's warm, slippery mouth. Sliding through those now
swollen lips. This time he was taking my throbbing cock deeper. And still
deeper. He was deep throating me. My entire nine-inch cock had slid down
his tight throat and was coming slowly back out. The sensation of his
throat, his mouth and his tongue holding my manhood was unbelievably hot. I
thought I'd shoot right then.

But he eased my raging cock from his mouth and said, "Now me. Do me." He
took my cock and held it motionless in his mouth while I reversed our
roles. Sucking on his rock hard cockhead, easing his beautiful cock deep in
my mouth. Finally taking his hard eight-inch cock down my throat and
holding it there while he felt all the pleasure I had just felt.

Then he slapped my ass and started thrusting his big cock in and out of my
waiting mouth, fucking my face with abandon. At the same time, with his
hands on my hips he directed me to do the same. As you must realize, we
were both so hot by now that it was just a short time before our cum
started to flow. I'm not even sure who shot first, but soon my nuts had
pulled tight. My entire body stiffened. My back arched and throbbed. I was
listening to Billy's sensual groans, like music for sex. And I was
shooting. Cumming. Blowing my load hard into Billy's mouth and getting his
huge cum load in return.

It all happened so fast I'm not sure who did what exactly. Before I knew
it, we were turned head to head, our tongues prowling in each other's
mouths like snakes, the fresh taste of our cum such a turn on. We were both
still cumming. Not hard, but still our cum was flowing as we pressed our
cocks together, sliding their hardness against each other. As we writhed
with our cocks pinned between our cum-slicked bodies, our tongues probed
each other's mouths. And our love of the taste and smell and feel of our
cum consumed us.

Then we switched positions again, coming to rest in a classic 69
position. Taking each other's cocks back in our mouths. Totally
spent. Totally satisfied. Our mouths. Our cocks. Our very souls fulfilled
by each other. I could have lain there for hours with Billy's cock in my
mouth. My cock in his. We were covered in sweat and cum from head to
head. I ran my fingers over Billy's soft smooth ass. Letting my finger
touch his puckered hole. It spasmed at my touch. I loved that.

I knew two things just then. I never wanted this moment to end. And this
would not be the last time.

My phone rang and reality returned. I looked at Billy and he looked at
me. He let my dick fall from his lips and said, "You better get it. It
might be important."

I slowly released his cock from my lips, brushed a streak of cum from my
cheek and picked up the phone by my bed.

"Hello," I said, licking the cum from the fingers of my free hand. "Oh, hi
Jess. I didn't expect to hear from you."

When I finally hung up 10 minutes or so later, Billy was sitting rather
sullenly on the end of my bed, still naked, still covered in drying cum and
sweat, still smelling of sex and excitement. But all of that was behind us
now. He asked in a flat, almost angry voice, "What did Jess want?"

I told Billy that Jess was euphoric about his "date" with him. For Jess it
had been a fantastic night. He'd thought about everything that had happened
and saw my guiding hand behind it. He said he knew I had helped to bring
Billy and him closer together. He didn't see me as a conniver trying to
lure every jock I could into having sex with me. Although I kind of liked
the idea. Jess was sorry he had shunned me and knew that somehow Billy and
I had secretly conspired to plan the "date."

Then I told Billy the kicker. "He told me not only that he was in love with
you, but that you were in love with him. He kept talking about the life you
could have together and how I'd made it all possible. Billy, how could his
view of what happened and yours be so different?"

"I don't know what he's talking about. I told you all about that fucking
mess of a so-called date. Love was the farthest thing from my mind," he
said.

"Well, you're gonna have to talk with him and straighten this out, cuz this
could get real messy real fast. And if you're fucking around with both of
us, somebody's gonna get hurt."

"I know. I know," he said. "I'll straighten it out. But can't I just enjoy
being with you a little longer before I do."

To Be Continued . . .

AUTHOR"S NOTE: The names and some other identifying information in this
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