Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2017 22:39:54 +0000 (UTC)
From: Kim Hansen <ringinmine@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ring in Mine: Chapter 33

Ring in Mine
    Kim Terry

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Ring in Mine: Chapter 33

"You do know this means no sex for the next six weeks. That should slow you
both down in the shower for a while." She laughed.

It did slow us down in the shower. We still worked out. I needed to build
back my strength. I was stable in the shower and there was no cast to keep
dry. I was expecting Brett to return to solo showers, but that wasn't the
case. We held ourselves to washing each other. Since that fateful weekend
Brett became more adventurous in the shower. I loved it when he would reach
between my legs and wash my balls from behind. He moaned when I did his.

I could have done without the celebrity status at school. The student paper
covered the kidnapping attempt effectively announcing to the world I was
gay. I had three reactions as I went about my school routine. There were
physical and emotional high fives. There was just avoiding me and the
threats. I could deal with the first two but the third was beginning to
wear on me. I was still riding to and from school with Brett except for
Thursday night I had a late shift in the lab for the film class. When I
finally started back to school I had suggested that Professor White invite
Mike to join the class. We were working on real projects rather than make
do things. We were still a great pair.

The second Thursday night I walked home on my own. I didn't know who
attacked me from behind. I was face first in the snow with a goose egg on
my head and a growing bruise on my side that looked a lot like the one
Foster had given me. A snowball with a rock in the center had given me the
goose egg. I didn't tell the Johnsons because I was tired of the hospital.

I didn't even think about hiding it in the shower the next morning. I
pulled my shirt off and Brett immediately called for Doc. She knew my
schedule. Brett had an early class but my first on Friday wasn't until
eleven. When we were both ready for the day I followed Doc to the clinic in
my Buick for a couple of x-rays. When they went to run my medical insurance
it was denied. I debated calling mom but I didn't want to worry her or the
grandparents. I used the phone to call Brent. I left a message with his
service. I needed to be careful. I couldn't afford to go to the hospital
any more. Later that day I `fell' down the last five steps in the
library. I felt the push. When I looked up the stairs there was no one
there. I guess I needed someone to watch my back.

The following week I made sure to always be around other people. The one
time I thought I was alone was in the restroom by the IM offices. I had
just cleaned up the lab after class and had to go. Under the stall I could
see James's shoes. I had commented on the new shoes during class. I opened
the door again and made it sound like I had left. The soft sound of someone
taking care of their needs was evident. For the first time I noticed a
small hole in the divider between the urinal and the stall. It was just the
right height to look in. His meat was huge. He had both hands wrapped
around it.

I went back to the door and opened it again. I went into the stall next to
his. I ran my finger just under the edge of the divider. It worked. A
moment later James was on his knees with his giant cock under the
divider. No word was spoken. I knelt in my stall and first licked all
around the head. I was glad there was nothing to identify me like his
shoes. I was wearing jeans and the same shoes everybody else seemed to be
wearing. I worked the head in and out of my mouth. I was determined to
swallow the whole thing. Each push forward was a little farther down my
throat. On the final try I hit my head on the stall. I had done it. His
cock began throbbing in my throat. I wanted to taste it. I pulled back for
the final couple of shots. He pulled his softening member back under the
stall.

His finger was dancing under the divider wall. My dick would be a definite
give away. I wasn't ready to admit to James I had just sucked his cock. I
stood and exited the room and quickly lost myself in the stacks. Professor
White was looking around as I rounded the corner.

"Professor are you looking for someone?" I asked innocently and turned into
the restroom. The professor didn't follow me in. This was a game I could
play again.

I remember the morning Doc came down to move clothes from the washer to the
dryer. She stood watching me move up Brett's legs, first one and the
other. I decided what the hell and reach under and cupped his balls.

"You missed a spot." She said matter of factly, like I was washing the car
rather than her husband.

"Where?" I asked.

"Back some." I washed his perineum area. "A little farther back." Was she
asking me to wash his hole?

"Right there." She said as I rubbed my finger over his rosebud. "Get it
really clean."

Who was I to argue. I soaped up my finger and carefully worked into his
ass. Brett was leaning into the wall his ass pressing back onto my
finger. I glanced over at Doc. Her hand was between her robe. I knew she
was pleasuring herself.

"Have you found his prostate? He hasn't cum for a while. That's not good
for a guy his age." I knew what she was asking me to do. Brett really
started losing it as I worked him from inside. Before long a string of
precum was hanging from his dick.  Willing to go for broke I took just the
very tip into my mouth staying away from the two steel balls. Brett started
to shake as he came into my mouth.

"Share it with him." I had never kissed Brett that way before, but I had
thought about it. He pressed his lips to mine his tongue invaded my
mouth. He was the aggressive one in this kiss. I guess he had thought about
it too. When we broke for air Doc clapped.

"Beautiful! Bobby, Brett will be up in a minute. I went up the stairs and
quietly came back down and there was Brett with his face buried between
Doc's legs. Doc was having a great time.

After class I caught James a couple of times. There wasn't a lot of game
playing after the first time. If James' shoes were under the stall I
immediately went into the stall and signaled my willingness to suck his
dick. There were a couple of times when someone would beat me to it. Then
the games began. I would make it sound like I had left the room and then
sneak back to watch the action. These times James had the chance to suck a
little cock too. My dick was healing nicely. In a couple of weeks I would
be able to let James have my dick. I realized that James knew I had a ring
in mine not a barbell.

It was the Saturday before Valentine's Day. Todd called and claimed one of
the posing sessions I had promised. I had no visible bruises. The scars
were fading. I still felt like Frankenstein with my face and now I with no
health insurance the chance of getting it fixed was pretty nil. Brent had
told me that with the divorce Dad had dropped Mom and I from his
insurance. Mom had some through work. I was still hoping nothing else bad
happened.

I felt good about posing. Todd greeted me at the door.  I had just dropped
the robe when a naked Mike came out of the restroom.

"Todd are you sure you want the ring in?" He called and then saw
me. "Bobby, what are you doing here?"

"Standing here naked letting people draw pictures of me. I assume you are
here for the same thing." Then I noticed it wasn't the whole group, mostly
guys.

"Mike I promised you a little more money this week if you posed with
someone. This is the someone." Todd explained. "Bobby, where is your
ring.?"

I had the privilege of explaining how it was torn out and the urologist and
repaired it and the hole. I held my dick up and sure enough no hole. It was
looking better now that it had healed some. Mike thought the barbell looked
pretty good.

"Tonight we are a special group. We want to do some erotic poses. Are you
two up to it." I was. The whole campus thought I was gay anyway.

The first scene was a naked embrace. Each of our heads laying on the
shoulder of the other. It felt good to have the first guy I had every
played with back in my arms.

There was a lot of silence as the artist drew. They knew their time was
limited for each pose. The second pose was the two of us kissing. They
wanted the hardons this time. So we really kissed tongues and all. It was a
lot like shooting porn.

The next scene had Mike standing and me kneeling to the side. My face
rested on Mike's hip looking up while he was looking down at me. My arm was
wrapped around his leg with his hand resting behind my head.

The final pose was with my knees up to my shoulders with Mike supposedly
fucking me. Leave it to Mike to stick the real thing into me. He was
kissing me with his dick buried inside of me.

"Of time's up." Todd called. I expected Mike to pull out but instead he
began a steady thrusting into me. Many of the artists drew closer. I assume
many were gay. They pulled out their dicks and began beating off as Mike
fucked my ass. Todd was busy with a camera. Someone must have a dark
room. I didn't think the drug store would develop them. I wanted one of
those pictures.

As Mike sped up in the final thrusts before orgasam he pulled out and shot
his load across my body. It wasn't long before everyone's load joined
Mike's. It had been nearly four weeks. I took my dick in hand and my load
joined the others.

"Todd promise me those photos aren't going to show up in the school
paper. I have enjoyed the last couple of weeks not being in the limelight."
Todd promised they were just for his and Bill's album. He also promised me
a couple of them.

Before we dressed Mike paid some attention to my new piercing. "That is
really cool but it had to hurt."

"It wasn't too bad but the healing time is a bitch. That was my first cum
except for wet dreams since school started." That was stretching the
timeline but Mike didn't have to know.I did tell him the place downtown
would do it.

I had asked one of the girls from my Math class to the Valentine's Day
dance. She had been helping me with my assignments. I really liked her. I
had taken her out for shakes and burgers after studying. She was beautiful
as I picked her up at her dorm. Her roommates took our picture. I took her
to a nice restaurant. We talked about our families and our dreams for the
future. It was a lot of fun.

When we got to the student union they had transformed the ballroom. It was
elegant. I paid to have our picture taken. I ordered two copies. We gave
them both addresses. Dancing slow and close with Danielle was causing
Little Bob to stand at attention. Pressed against each other she was sure
to notice. She looked me in the eye and moved her lips to mine. I was
expecting a quick peck but her tongue was brushing against my lips. I let
her tongue past my lips and greeted it with mine. She quickly pulled back.

"Bobby, I'm sorry I forgot you are gay." She said.

"Danielle, don't believe everything you read in the student paper." I
pressed my lips back against hers. There was a flash. We both turned. There
was the photographer from the student paper. I wondered if I would make
front page news again.

The last half of the dance was only slow ones. It was intimate and
pleasurable.

"Are you having a good time, Danielle?" I asked.

"I am but let's find somewhere a little more private." She hinted of more
to come.

In the car her hands were all over me. The beauty of the Buick was the full
bench seat n the front. Danielle could cuddle up close. She struggled with
my zipper and was surprised I was going commando. Her hand wrapped around
my dick.

"Bobby turn the overhead light on." She had found the barbell and wanted to
see it in the light. "That's got to feel good."

It's pretty new. No one has tried it yet. She wrapped her lips around my
cock. If I get infected, I get infected. I wasn't passing up a blowjob from
my hot date.

"I want it in me." She panted. Brett had talked about the possibility of
bringing home a guy for sex. He didn't want me doing it somewhere
dangerous. I did have to be safe.

"I've got somewhere better that in the back of the car."

I drove home. I opened the door for Danielle. "Let's try not to wake my
folks up. They are great, but they don't need us disturbing their sleep."

The moonlight lit my room in a romantic light. I had a candle on the
dresser. I lit it. We kissed in the flickering light. She carefully removed
her gown and hung it in the closet. While Danielle undressed, I removed my
clothes. Soon we were two naked bodies kissing by candlelight. I nibbled on
her ear and she gasped in pleasure. I worked down her neck in light
kisses. Finally her nipple slid between my lips. I moved my attention to
the other one.

She pulled my face back to hers as she slid her tongue against mine. She
moved to my ear, neck and then nipple. I gasped as she nipped my nipple
gently with her teeth. She moved her lips across my stomach. This time it
was my turn to pull her into another kiss. I knew that it would take very
little to make me come tonight. I wanted this to last.

"Let me make this about you." I asked. I reached into the nightstand and
removed a condom and a tube of fragrant oil l liked using to beat off. It
warmed up as you massaged it in. "Roll over."

I started with her back, working the warming oil into her skin using light
sensuous strokes. I could feel her relax under me. When I reached her
beautiful tight ass I moved to her feet. I massaged each foot carefully so
as not to tickle. I worked my way up one leg and then started with the
other. Finally I massaged her cheeks.

"Roll on your back."  I started back at her neck with the massage. I kissed
her lightly on her eyelids, earlobes and then her neck. "How do you like
your breasts massaged?"

"Just light finger tips please." Her previous lovers had just grabbed her
breasts and manhandled them. The feather light touches across and under her
tight breasts had her squirming in pleasure. I worked the oil into her
abdomen.

I guess we weren't as quiet as I thought we were. I heard the faint squeak
of the floor just outside my door. I took a moment to suck on her toes. I
had read in one of Mike's magazines that some ladies liked that. It was
obvious that Danielle was one of them. I noticed the door open just a
little. I knew we had an audience. I briefly wondered if it was Brett or
Doc.  I told myself I was going to make this a show they wouldn't forget.

 I kissed Danielle and moved down her body again with feather light
touches. She squirmed and gasped. Then I knelt between her legs and began
massaging first her calves and then thighs. I kissed the inside of her
knees and worked my way toward her womanhood.

In another of Mike's magazines was an article about eating a woman leaving
her screaming in passion. That was what I wanted before I ever put little
Bob in her. My tongue worked around her womanhood barely caressing her
clitorius. I was driving her crazy. I knew she wanted it.

She kept moaning, "Lick it. Lick it now." She finally put her hands behind
my head and pulled my tongue where she wanted it. I hope whoever was in the
hall had their hands in their pants.

When she came the first time there was no keeping her quiet. I did my best
to bring one orgasam after another. Sue had given me careful tutoring on my
tongue work.

"Fuck me Bobby, Fuck me now." I was glad they were in the hall. If they
weren't awake they were now. I took a moment to roll a rubber down my
dick. "I'm on the pill. Do we need that."

"Every time unless we are trying to make a baby."

I hoped in her passion She didn't hear the whisper in the hall. "Told you
he would be safe."

I kissed Danielle as I entered into her slowly to let her get used to it. I
started slowly trying to hit her clit as often as I could. I must have been
doing something right she came twice more before I filled the rubber. I
tied the rubber off and slow kissed my way up her torso. I heard the
retreating squeak up the hall. The muffled sounds of love making filtered
down the hall.

I wanted the aftermath to be as sensual as the foreplay. I kissed her and
told her how beautiful she was. I whispered sweet nothings into her ear. I
made sure I never said the L word. I wasn't going to lead her on. Right now
she was a very close friend and we had shared something special. I wouldn't
mind a repeat of tonight down the road. Most important I wanted to still be
friends in the morning. I let her fall asleep on my chest. Tomorrow morning
would be the acid test. My scars were barely visible in the candle
light. In the light of day would she still feel attracted to me.

Something warm was wrapped around little Bob. I opened one eye to see
Danielle's mouth around my dick. I moved her so her womanhood was above
me. I shared my pleasure with her. When my balls started pulling up she
turned her attention to them. She turned and pressed her lips to mine. She
had already located another rubber from my nightstand. She rolled a banana
yellow one down my manhood. Being careful with the steel balls. She slowly
lowered herself onto my dick. When I started to push up she pressed on my
chest.

"This time it's about you. Let me do the work." She played with my nipples
as she rode me slowly in and out. She traced my scars while giving me
pleasure. She had not yet come when I filled the rubber. I kissed her and
rolled her onto her back and with my tongue returned the pleasure. She was
a little quieter as she came not once but three times before she pulled me
up into a kiss.

"I've never had someone care more about my pleasure than their own."
Danielle whispered.

"Loving is not about taking pleasure but something shared with someone
special." I answered.

"But Bobby, I don't love you I like you a lot." She was a little concerned.

"Wrong kind of love. This isn't the love with a capital L. But the loving
of one friend for another. I hope this won't ruin our friendship." I
explained.

"If anything I think we are closer. I probably should go before your
parents know I'm here."

"They knew last night. After our pleasure they took their own. I'm
surprised you didn't hear them. There is something I would like to do
before you go."

I climbed out of bed and got the water going in the shower across the
hall. I offered her my hand. "Have you ever showered with a guy?"

I checked the hallway looking both ways. The coast was clear. We ran across
the way giggling as if we were doing something naughty. She had never
shared a shower. I loved washing her breasts. They were so much different
than Sue's milk laden ones. She seemed to love washing my balls.

"They feel different." She commented. I explained the attack and losing one
of my testicles. I asked which one was the real one. She got it wrong and
we laughed about it. I washed her hair taking my time to make love to her
scalp with my fingers. I always loved it while I had my cast having someone
wash my hair.

As I washed up to her womanhood I couldn't pass up the chance for one more
taste there in the shower. She was still sensitive from earlier I enjoyed
her flavor as she became wet again. She finally couldn't take it anymore
and pulled me into a kiss. She then returned the favor. She spent extra
time playing with the balls with her tongue. When I was really hard they
pulled up really tight to the head. She felt I was about to come and she
let me cum onto the shower floor.

There was a knock on the door. It opened and Brett stuck his head in. Doc
says breakfast is in five minutes. The shower curtain is clear so he got a
good look at us. Danielle was still on her knees.

"I guess we had better get dressed for breakfast." I suggested. Danielle
used the hair dryer while I dashed across the hall. I was in jeans and a
polo shirt when Danielle crossed the hall with a towel wrapped around her.
She found her gown hanging in a garment bag. Doc had loaned her a pair of
jeans and a t shirt so she didn't have to go home in the same clothes as
she wore last night. They fit her pretty good.

"Breakfast."

"Your parents are really cool. They treat you like a grown up." Danielle
said as we walked down the hall.

"They really are." I answered.

"Remember that next time you don't get your way." Came echoing up from the
kitchen.

"Good morning Danielle. How would you like your eggs?" Doc asked.

"Doctor Johnson is your mom?" Danielle asked.

"Sort of. They kind of adopted me. They are the most dependable parents
I've had so far."

"She's been my doctor for years. She knows my mom." Danielle was red with
embarrassment. "You're not going to say anything are you?"

"Yes. I am proud that you are smart enough not to rely on the pill
alone. They don't stop the spread of some really nasty diseases."

Doc served the eggs and everyone settled into breakfast.

"I guess no one is going to church today. I have rounds. Bobby has a guest
to take home and Brett won't go to church alone. I do expect dinner on the
table when I get home at two. Danielle you are welcome to stay for dinner."

Danielle, like me, had homework to do. The next week was Presidents Day and
the school was going for a four day holiday. Teachers expected five days
work in four. On Danielle's doorstep there was one more kiss.

"Thank you for the wonderful evening. Are we studying on Tuesday before
math?" I asked.

"There might be some kissing while we study. I don't know where they got
the idea you are gay, and if you are I hope all my boyfriends turn out to
be gay. You are a considerate and capable lover."

Mike and I were working late in the lab every night before the holiday. We
had a project due for the film class on Thursday and a presentation to the
English department that evening. If the presentation went well the film
would be used at the college's graduation ceremony in May.

Tuesday Danielle and I studied in the student union commons. We weren't the
only ones interrupting their studies with hand holding and a kiss or
two. Danielle was going to watch our film during the class period. Only
Professor White, Mike and I would be at the presentation for the English
committee.

The class gave our film about the importance language plays in a successful
career a standing ovation. Danielle met me after class with an extended
kiss. Mike led a round of applause as I came up for air.

As the day progressed the campus emptied out. Students were getting a head
start on the long weekend. I would be gone early tomorrow. I was going home
on Friday and then spend the rest of the weekend with Jerry in his
apartment. His roommate was going out of town and it would be just the two
of us.

The presentation went well. We wouldn't have a final answer for a week, but
they were very positive. James walked with me across the dark campus. We
came to his car first. My car was three more rows over. We talked at James'
car for five minutes. A blue van was waiting at the loading zone by the
student union. The parking lot was well lit and I didn't see anyone. When I
reached my car I turned to wave to James when I felt a prick in my
neck. The world fell out of focus and went dark.


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