Date: Sun, 8 May 2005 01:00:26 EDT
From: USOCK@aol.com
Subject: Wheeler' Love --  Chapter 8

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So they went around to the side of the garage. Ritchie
stopped at the door and said, "Wow... imagine that."

Wheeler stopped and replied, "What?"

"Well, you can see my bedroom window right up there."

The blood dropped from Wheeler's face as he looked up
towards the window. He realized that what he and Lloyd had
done that morning was in full view of the window.

"I think we need to talk more privately," said Ritchie.
"Let's go inside."


Chapter Eight


Wheeler was really worried now. What could Ritchie want to
talk about? Would he tell the whole school what he saw?
Would he become harassed and get beaten up? And what about
Lloyd, would he be a target as well? He sulked in the chair
in his room, as Ritchie looked the place over.

"Nice place."

Wheeler only nodded. Wheeler decided to go on the
offensive. He stood and looked right at Ritchie.

"So... you saw what happened this morning. And what now? Are
you going to go blabbing it all over the school?  Going to
be the big man by outing a fag and his friend?"

Wheeler could not believe that he just admitted to being
gay. It was that easy and had at the same time outted Lloyd
as well. He would never want to do anything that would hurt
Lloyd.

Ritchie was stunned at first.

"Hey, hey. Now calm down. It isn't what you think,
Wheeler."

"So you want to come here and try and blackmail me to do
things for you? If I don't you'll tell others about me?"
yelled Wheeler.

"No! Hell no, man! Wheeler, now just calm down, buddie. I
just wanted you to know that you are not alone here. I'm
just the same as you and Lloyd really. I thought we could
be friends is all. I mean not that kind of friend... I have
someone as well... but it's not my place to tell you who. But
I'm sure he will let you know. Wow, man, I never knew you
had such fire in you."

All the emotions in Wheeler came crashing down. He just
lost himself in the whole thing and started to cry
uncontrollable. Ritchie was shocked.

"Wheeler, what's wrong, man?"

Wheeler sat on the edge of the bed and finally calmed down
enough to tell Ritchie the story of how he got to where he
was now. He also told him how bad things were with his own
parents and that he never felt anyone would ever love him
for who he was until now that he and Lloyd had found each
other. He continued to say that he felt for the first time
that things in his life had finally started to be good.

"When you pointed out that window, I knew you had an idea
of what you saw, and I just became so worried that we had
outted ourselves. I thought I was going to be outted at
school. I was upset."

"Upset? Hell, I think you came close to exploding!"

Ritchie laughed.

.....

At the same time, Lloyd was being drilled by Coach D.

"Lloyd, what's wrong with you? Your mind is somewhere else.
What's your problem?"

Lloyd could only look back at the coach and simply shrug
his shoulders.

"Lloyd... look, if you need someone to talk to you, you know
that you can always talk to me. You know that right?"

"Yes, Coach D, I know."

Behind the coach, Lloyd could see Glenn. Glenn had noticed
the poor practice that Lloyd had been having and decided
that he had to get him alone fast and talk to him before he
would fly completely apart. Lloyd saw the look on Glenn's
face and turned to the coach.

"Hey coach, I really don't feel very well. I think I need
to go lie down. Is it OK if I just leave early?"

Coach D looked at Lloyd with concern.

"Sure Lloyd, we're about done anyway."

Lloyd headed toward the locker room... feeling lower than a
snail. The coach thought to himself, 'There's something
going on with him. He's my best swimmer, and I can tell
there's something bothering him."

Coach yelled at the others guys, "OK, guys. Pick up this
equipment and let's get out of here."

Lloyd entered the locker room and dressed as fast as he
could, trying to get out of there before Glenn had a chance
to get in there. He wanted to get to Wheeler's to talk to
him about what Glenn had eluded to.

As Lloyd was heading out the side door, Glenn ran into the
locker room and yelled to him, "Hey Lloyd, man, we need to
talk."

Lloyd never turned around. He ran to the bike rack, jumped
on, and took off. Glenn dressed as fast as he could and
took off out of the locker room after Lloyd.

Coach noticed both boys leaving in a hurry and knew he
needed to leave as well. He had someplace he wanted to be
too. He was also worried that his best two swimmers were
having a problem. He hoped that if they needed to talk to
him, that they would remember they could always come to
him.

Lloyd rode as fast as he could, not knowing that Glenn was
just about a block behind him.

At Wheeler's place, Ritchie was just telling Wheeler that
he was as gay as he was and not about to out himself or
anyone else. He told Wheeler that if he ever need to talk,
he would always be there. Wheeler, who had been standing
near the bed, finally smiled and walked over and decided to
hug his newfound friend. Both boys hugged and were standing
in the middle of the room smiling when Lloyd came bursting
through the door.

Both boys turned and parted. Lloyd had a look of shear pain
on his face at finding Wheeler and Ritchie holding on to
each other.

What the fuck is going on here?" he shouted.

Wheeler just froze.

"I leave to go to practice, and when I come back I find you
with him," Lloyd yelled, pointing angrily at Ritchie.

"How long has this been going on?"

Ritchie smiled at Lloyd. This only infuriated him more.

"Well," said Lloyd, "you want him, then you can have him!"

Lloyd turned to go back through the door and down the
stairs. Wheeler yelled, "NO!" and took off down the stairs
after him... Ritchie following close behind.

As Lloyd went out through the door at the bottom of the
stairs, Glenn came though the tall gate at the side of the
garage. Lloyd, now trapped between the door and the gate,
stopped to look around for another way out. Wheeler grabbed
his arm and said, "Hun, it's not what you think."

Glenn, seeing Ritchie coming out the door of Wheeler's
home, gave his boyfriend a questioning look. Ritchie only
shook his head 'No,' and Glenn was fine with everything. He
knew that his boyfriend was true.

Lloyd spun and yanked his arm away from Wheeler and said,
"Oh, really? I come here because I needed to talk to you,
and when I get here, I find you in Ritchie's arms. What am
I suppose to think?"

 "Tell YOU what," Wheeler said. He stood there, turned
slightly, and pointed to Ritchie's bedroom window. "That's
Ritchie room."

Lloyd looked up, and things started to come together. He
turned and looked at Glenn who only smiled and walked over
to Ritchie and kissed him, as Ritchie pulled his lover to
his side. Now Lloyd looked back to Wheeler and asked,
"What's going on?

Wheeler told him about being upset, that he and Ritchie had
talked, and Ritchie understood how things were for him and
was just telling him if he ever need to talk, he was there
for him. "It was nothing more than a friendly hug, Lloyd, I
swear."

Lloyd looked at the ground and started to cry. "I guess
I've really fucked us up now."

Wheeler grabbed him and said, "No. You were a bit jealous,
but I guess that's why I love you so much. Because you love
me as much as I do you."

Lloyd looked over to where Ritchie and Glenn were standing
and said, "So you two are umm...?" and Ritchie said,
"Proudly, yes... since we were thirteen."

Lloyd smiled. "I never knew."

Glenn retorted, "I know, and we would like to keep it that
way as far as everybody else is concerned. Why don't we all
go upstairs and talk for a while, OK?"

"Sounds like a good idea. I think we need to," and Wheeler
led the way up inside and the stairs.

.....

Coach D made sure everyone was gone and then slipped into
the shower. He had just twenty minutes to spare, and he
needed to get going. He had a meeting set up with his new
friend, Elijah, and this was one meeting he didn't want to
miss.

He had first met Elijah online after Elijah sent him an IM
about something Coach had written. They exchanged pleasant
talk and Elijah had sent his pic. 'Damn,' the coach
thought, 'Elijah is Hebrew for *God is LORD*.' Well, after
seeing Elijah's pic, Coach D thought, 'Lord, this guy IS a
god! He's 22 years old, 6 foot, 189 lbs., light brown hair
with tipped ends, and a killer smile. And those blue eyes
are just for getting lost in.'

They both knew they were gay, and Coach D could only
imagine that this could be very cool meeting. Elijah played
soccer and had been for quite some time now. He was a
soccer coach for the league. Yes, he was young, but this
guy knew his soccer. Coach D left the building with plenty
of time to get to the restaurant they had agreed on.

As he parked his van near the side entrance, Coach D was
having second thoughts. Why would he think that this
younger guy would even be interested in someone like him?
Coach D was 45, 6'2", and 220, nothing special. Elijah had
said that he had a nice smile, but then lots of people had
told him that. Nevertheless, Coach knew that there was the
old saying, 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained,' so he
walked in, and the waiter led him to a small table in the
back. He ordered coffee.

He preferred Dr. Pepper, but they didn't carry it.  As he
was sitting there thinking about Elijah, he glanced up and
noticed that he was walking his way. Coach D fell in love.
Elijah was wearing a tight t-shirt. Both men smiled, and
Elijah sat right down and said, "I'm glad to finally meet
you."

"So am I." Coach D knew instantly that he wanted to be
close friends with this guy.

Elijah looked at Coach D and felt that he wanted to get to
know him better. Elijah asked if he had any problem with
finding the place?

"Nope. I knew right where it was."

They both smiled.

After ordering coffee and sitting and chatting for a few
minutes, Elijah asked Coach if he wanted to go back to his
place for a while and just hang out.

"You bet. I'll follow you."

Elijah got up, and Coach grabbed the check and proceeded to
the door. After getting in his car, Elijah thought that it
would probably be nice to have some fun, but he also knew
that Coach was not really his type.

Coach D was following Elijah in his van and was thinking
the same thing. 'I know I'm not his type, I bet, but I
would sure like to get to see that hot body naked.'

As they approached the apartment complex, Coach D tried to
remember the last time he had actually had sex. It was a
long time ago; that much he could remember.

As they walked up the stair towards Elijah's apartment,
Coach could smell the sweet smell coming from the hot man
in front of him. Elijah stopped to unlock the door, and
Coach leaned forward to try to drink in his scent. As the
door opened, Elijah said, "Come on in D."

Once they were inside, Elijah offered Coach a pop, and as
he walked away to get it, Coach studied the hot body
walking towards the kitchen. Elijah came back with a 20 oz
of Dr. Pepper and a smile on his face. "Bet you thought I
forgot what you like to drink."

"Well, to be honest, I'm amazed that you went out of your
way to get it."

"Nope. No problem at all D."

Elijah sat right down next to D... who was very nervous. He
looked at Elijah, and they just stared at one another for a
long time before Elijah spoke first.

"D, you know I like what you write, but to be honest,
you're really not my type."

D looked down at the floor... realizing that he was right all
along.

But then Elijah said, However... we could be friends and
maybe have some fun together."

The look on D's face said it all. He leaned in, and their
lips met. D knew right away that he was right, those lips
were like candy. As the kissing continued, D put his hand
on Elijah's calf and loved the feel of those strong legs.
Elijah felt the hand and thought that this was going to be
a real fun night. D raised his hand to Elijah's chest and
felt the abs that he had seen in the pic. They looked even
better in person. He lowered his hand and slid it back up
inside the shirt to find Elijah's left nipple. It was
already hardening, and he wanted to suck and nibble it with
a fury. Elijah moaned when he felt D's hand tweaking his
nipple. D moved his lips from Elijah's and moved them over
to his neck. Elijah leaned his head back to give D all the
room he needed.

D leaned forward... taking his shirt off... and watched Elijah
do the same. He had his first look at those great nipples
and that fine chest. He was consumed with deep lust. He
moved over closer to Elijah and started to lick and nibble
the left nipple. Man, was it ever hard! He moved over to
the right one and found it already hardening, but he
planned on getting it much harder. He then moved his nose
closer to Elijah's arm pit and smelled the sweet tanginess
he knew he would find there. Elijah pulled D over onto the
couch, and D went willingly.

D could feel the hardness in Elijah's shorts. He moved down
the couch to Elijah's belly button and then licked and
kissed the fine hairs that disappeared into those tented
shorts. He moved down further and stuck his face right onto
the bulge and breathed deeply. He knew that this would be a
dream come true. If he was given the chance, he knew he
would do anything to please Elijah.

Elijah pulled D up a little and said, "Hey, you want to
move someplace more comfy?" D just smiled and rose up. He
stuck out his hand to Elijah as he rose. D turned him
around and drew his new friend into his arms. Elijah then
led D down the hall to a small bedroom and closed the door.
D took off his shirt and Elijah latched on to one of D's
nipples. D was almost knocked off balance by the shear joy
he felt as he ran his hands through Elijah's hair. He was
moaning with every nibble. D loved to have his nipples
teased, but they were way too sensitive for biting. Elijah
rose up and pulled D over towards the bed. D swung him
around and dropped to his knees. He wanted to see what
Elijah was hiding in those tented shorts. He put his
fingers in the waistband and slowly lowered them. He made
sure to pull out the front to make room for what was hiding
there. What popped out was 8 inches of nice cut prime beef.
D would not have cared if it were only 5 inches. It was
Elijah's, and that's all that mattered.

He leaned in and licked the tip to catch the drop of pre-
cum that was starting to flow, only to hear Elijah draw in
a sharp breath through his teeth. D was hooked at the first
taste... so sweet and so nice. He licked the sides of that
tool and then opened his mouth and took it as far as he
could... only to solicit another sharp breath from Elijah.

Then D stood up, kissed Elijah and started striping off his
own clothes as Elijah got up on the bed. Elijah watched as
D dropped his shorts and was looking right into D's  six
and half inch cut cock.

D moved to the foot of the bed and crawled up until his
face was right above Elijah's cock. He leaned in and took
it and licked it to get it all wet. Then he took it deep
and pulled such suction on it that Elijah thought he would
pop any second. D moved down and started sucking and
licking the nice bag and two heavy balls that were inside.
Hoping that Elijah could come at least twice, he already
had plans on what he wanted to do.

D slid over towards the left side of Elijah's nuts and
started to lick in the one place that most gay men forget
about -- the place where the leg meets the groin. He was
hot for this young guy.  He lifted Elijah's legs towards
his chest and went right after that pink rose bud. D had
not rimmed many people before, but the fresh boy smell was
intoxicating. He licked and tongued that fine, almost
hairless, hole for what seemed like an hour, and all the
time Elijah was just squirming. Elijah had to stop D. He
felt himself starting to boil over, and he didn't want to
cum just yet.

So Elijah told D to turn around... that he wanted to have
some fun as well. D moved into the classic 69 position, and
Elijah did his best to do what D had been doing for him.
Elijah, after a few minutes, went right after D's raised
bud like it was the last thing he was ever going to get to
eat. D was just loving it. After only about five minutes, D
said, "Elijah, I want us to fuck, but I only bottom. I hope
you're not upset with that. Will you fuck me?"

Elijah only smiled and reached over to the nightstand and
produced a condom and lube.

D looked at Elijah and said, "I hope you use a lot of that,
It's been a long time."

Elijah only smiled and told D to lie down on his back. D
was really going to like this because that was his favorite
position.  He did as Elijah asked, and Elijah took some
lube and inserted a finger in to D... slowly moving it
around. Then he added some lube and slowly inserted another
finger. Now he had two fingers and was slowly working them
in and out of D. D loved ever minute of it. When Elijah
pulled his fingers out, D already missed them and their
feeling.

Elijah added a little more lube and added a third finger
and was fingering D with a passion as he slipped the condom
on his own throbbing member. He added lube to his cock,
and, once it was good and lubed, he positioned himself
between D's legs. D raised his legs as far as he could to
give Elijah an easy target to hit. After some slight
adjustment, Elijah could feel the head of his cock right on
the rose bud he was looking for. As the head popped in, D
took a sharp breath, and Elijah stopped to let D become
used to the large tool.

When D nodded, Elijah slowing added a couple inches at a
time until he was all the way in. He waited a few seconds
for D to get used to the full feeling then slowly withdrew
until just the head was still in. Then just as slowly
pushed further until he was fully in. They both started to
try to meet in the middle -- Elijah sliding in and out, and
D trying to meet his downward thrusts. D was in heaven, and
the look on Elijah's face was just as good.

Then Elijah leaned forward and started to really go at it
at a good pace, and D loved every minute of in. D was
rubbing Elijah's chest and playing with those fine nipples.
Elijah could feel himself getting close and told D that he
was. D only said, "Well then, fuck me harder. I want to
feel it good."

Before long, Elijah started really pounding furiously into
D. He knew he would only last a few more seconds. He also
knew that he didn't want to hurt D. But, to the contrary,
D's eyes were transfixed on Elijah's eyes with a look of
complete adoration.

Elijah started grunting, "I'm... I'm... getting... so close!" and
D started to clamp down to increase the pressure he was
applying to the cock that was fucking him deeper that
anyone had ever done before.

Elijah was now gasping for breath, and then D reached up
and began to twist both nipples, and said "God, Elijah, you
feel so GOOD in me. OH MAN! YOUR BIG COCK! FUCK ME! FUCK
ME! FUCK MEEEEE!"

That was all it took! As D's hands began racing up and down
on his back, the electrical surge began deep inside Elijah
and raced up his loins. He began to shudder all over, and,
with a last final lunge into the depths of D's hole,  he
started shooting rapid-fire. Again and again, the searing
heat shot from him... and yet his body continued it's wild
ride. He was ramming in and out of D as if his life
depended on it. Then with a final plunge, he bottomed out
in D's hot slippery hole... and stayed there.

By the time he was through, Elijah must have shot at least
seven volleys of his hot juices before collapsing on top of
D... and was now trying to get his breath back.

D and Elijah rested for a few minutes, and Elijah's cock
eventually slipped out without making a sound. He pulled
the rubber off, and D got up and went to the bathroom to
clean up. When he came back, he had a warm wash cloth. He
proceeded to clean up Elijah as well. When he was done, he
reached down and began to gently rub and play with Elijah's
balls and cock.

He was softly talking to Elijah, telling him, "I don't know
how I can ever thank you. That was the best I have ever
had."

Elijah asked him, "With all the young guys that you coach,
you have never fooled around with any of them?"

D had to admit that he had never fooled around with any of
the younger guys he
coached. Of course he would see them naked while in the
locker room, but he never even thought about it. He had a
position of authority and didn't use that to his own
advantage. He did, however, confess that some of the guys
had entered into his fantasy while jacking off, but he felt
that they were totally off limits as far as 'real life' was
concerned.

D explained to Elijah that when he was 17 and a junior in
high school, he and his only other lover, Tim, had found
each other. All throughout high school and college, they
were totally with each other and no one else. They were
planning on moving in together and live together forever.
But a drunk driver killed Tim before they could accomplish
that.

Elijah was struck by the fact that D was so open to him
about his life. And he told D this. D only responded, "Well
why not? We're friends. And besides, I do get lucky
sometimes. I have a few gay friends that I know and trust."

As they were talking, Elijah was starting to get hard
again. D was hoping that he would. He leaned down the bed
and took Elijah's cock in his mouth and was giving him a
Class-A blowjob. It didn't take long before Elijah told
him, "I'm getting close... real close."

That only made D work that much harder at what he was
doing. Breathlessly, Elijah warned him again, "I'm gonna
cum, I'm gonna cummm," and D only continued with increasing
speed. Elijah started to jump and thrash about... his hands
clawing at the sheets, and finally he yelled,
"UNHHH...UNHHH!" and D held on and sucked. He was determined
to get all he could get from this young stud. And now his
mouth was full to nearly overflowing, and yet he swallowed
it all... again and again and again.

When Elijah finally laughed and told D, "Hey, stop. It is
getting too sensitive," D came back up the bed and kissed
him. Elijah could taste his own cum in D's mouth, and he
had to admit to himself, he tasted delicious!

D eventually pulled off Elijah and started to get dressed.
Elijah looked puzzled. "Where are you going?"

"I just thought I'd go and leave you to get some sleep. But
I want you to know that, for me, this has been a dream come
true. And I'd very much like to do it again, but don't say
'yes' right now. E-mail me. You know the addy. I'll be
there, OK?"

After D was dressed, he leaned down and kissed Elijah on
the lips first, then on the forehead and ran his fingers
thought his fine hair and just looked into his eyes smiled
and said, "I hope I'll see you later... maybe."

As D was driving home, he knew that no matter how long he
lived, that this would be a night he would never forget.



Sorry if this one was a little long, I needed to do
something for a friend. Elijah, I hope that was good
enoughom.