Date: Thu, 16 Nov 2017 05:42:29 +0000
From: Shaverboy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Curiosity chapter 24

My apologies to the readers for taking a long gap between uploading. I am
going to try to get all the remaining chapters uploaded very quickly. Happy
jacking!

This story was written in 1999-2000, and I personally consider it one of
the hottest of all time. But note that I am NOT its author. The author of
this story went by the name Shaverboy (a.k.a. ShaverBoy or Shaver Boy).

I've tried contacting him several times over the years, but sadly it seems
like he is no longer reachable at the email addresses he gave with his
stories. Unfortunately, this story was never submitted to Nifty, and it
currently only exists in the dark depths of Usenet. (ASSGM specifically if
you happen to remember that.) I'm scared that it could somehow vanish from
there someday, so I'd like to see it have a more permanent home on Nifty,
and I also think that it deserves a wider audience who might think it's as
hot as I do. I re-read this story every three or four years, and I usually
bust nearly as many loads as our reluctant protagonist does..!

Shaverboy wrote two other long stories besides Curiosity: Terry's Lessons,
which was written before Curiosity, and Doctor's Orders, which was written
after Curiosity. Terry's Lessons and Curiosity generally have the same
themes and styles, but Curiosity is a more evolved version of it with even
hotter action and more diverse scenarios. Doctor's Orders takes things in a
bit of a different direction but is still a good read. (And don't worry,
there are a few doctor scenes in Curiosity too, if that's your fetish!)
Terry's Lessons is also only on Usenet, but Doctor's Orders does in fact
exist here on Nifty already.

I truly do think that this is one of the "masterpieces" of gay erotica, and
I hope you enjoy it is much as I have over the years! If for some reason
you wish to correspond with me, the reposter, you can reach me at
offeringservice26@hotmail.com but just remember that I am NOT the
author. But Shaverboy, if you're still out there somewhere, I would love to
hear from you!


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CHAPTER 24 - SURPRISED

I had ended up with Jeff fucking me again and cumming all over myself before
I left that night. On the way home I started shaking so bad I had to pull
over to the side of the road to get a grip on myself.

My God, I'd had sex with Jeff. And he'd seen me get fucked by Lex and Barry,
not to mention the stuff he'd seen on the tape. Now he thought I was queer.
And Jeff seemed to know he could get me to do whatever he wanted. I had to
get a grip on things. I had to prove to people that I was straight.

I went home. The feeling of my clothes on me still irritated my sore nipples
and the sensitive head on my dick. I stripped and flopped down on the bed.
My dick was still hard and slowly oozing as I thought back on the night.
Yeah, I guess I had been curious about Jeff. But never had I wanted
something to happen the way that it had. As I slowly stroked my cock, I
thought of how Jeff had said he wanted to use me to get points with the guys
at work. Maybe he had been kidding. I sure as hell wasn't about to do
anything like that. He must have been joking.

I was horny all over again now. But try as I would, I couldn't cum. I could
feel it building in my balls, feel close to the edge but I couldn't shoot. I
knew the reason. I just didn't want to admit it. But the fact remained: I
needed something in my ass.

I looked around for the butt plug but I had no idea where that had ended up
after the night with Jennie and Greg and Jeremy. I was desperate by this
time. I HAD to cum. My balls, which were swollen and hanging visibly lower
than they had, ached with the need to cum. My dick was drooling. I looked
around the room. I went out to the den and looked around. I saw a beer
bottle from the other night sitting on the table. I took it and stared at it
for a moment. I knew what I needed to do. I went back to my room and got the
tape that Marty had given me of Derek, Trevor, Jeremy and Greg fucking me in
the restroom at the college. I stuck it in the VCR and hit play.

As I watched the images of Derek and me at the urinal, I sat the bottle on
the coffee table and turned around. I started lowering myself onto the neck
of the bottle. As opened up as my ass was, it slid in immediately. I started
stroking my dick again as I worked my ass up and down on the bottle and
watched myself on screen, sucking Derek's dick. As I did I found myself
thinking of the dicks that had entered me over the past week: Gary and
Carlos, Nick and Larry, Wayne and Max, Greg and Jeremy, not to mention the
swim team guys.

I fast forwarded the tape to the part where Jeremy had me bent over the
urinal, fucking my ass. I felt the load building as I worked the bottle
deeper and deeper inside me. I found myself whispering, "Fuck me, fuck me."
I shot a stream of cum all over my chest as the bottle sank all the way into
my stretched out hole. And again. And again.

I got up and slowly forced the bottle out of my ass. I looked at the cum
dripping down my chest. This had to stop. It just had to. I had to find a
girl to fuck and get myself back on track.

I dumped the bottle in the trash and headed for bed. I was exhausted. I fell
on top of the bed and was out in no time.

I awoke the next morning to the alarm clock's beeping. Work. I had to go to
the pool. I dragged my sore body out of bed and hit the shower. As I moved,
I could feel that insistent lump inside me throb and rub. My dick rose to
hardness again. I tried to will it down, but no use. I fingered my ass as I
stood in the shower and stroked myself until I shot another load. I hated to
do that, to give in to the urges in my ass but I needed to cum and get on
with the day.

I slipped on my blue Speedos, put on some shorts and a tank top, grabbed a
power bar and some orange juice, and headed for the car.

As usual, the place was quiet when I got there. It was only eight in the
morning but I could tell it was going to be a hot and humid day. I stripped
to my Speedos and did the morning cleaning routines. Then I dove in and swam
a few laps to clear my head a bit. My mind kept returning to images of
Jeff's dick. In spite of my exertions, I was hard again. My dick poked
against the thin wet material of the Speedos.

I went into the men's room to take a leak. With my dick hard, it took a
while before I finally was able to piss. I finished, standing there, looking
at my hard dick, slowly stroking it.

I heard the door open and hurriedly tried to stuff my dick into my suit.

"Well, look who's back and workin' the restrooms again!" said Carlos as he
walked in followed by Ray. "Didn't get enough on the weekend?"

"Leave me alone, Carlos." I turned to head out and realized the head of my
dick was sticking out the waistband of my suit.

"Well, I guess he is still horny," Ray laughed. "Not that there was a lot of
doubt."

"Ray, get the doors, OK? We need to help our little buddy out here." Carlos
started toward me. Ray went out and locked the door to the women's room and
then locked the men's as he came back in.

"Hey, Carlos, please don't," I begged, backing toward the inside door to the
pool area. "Please leave me alone. I don't want to do this."

"You know, nobody plays hard to get better than you do, kid," Carlos said as
he pulled off his shirt. "But your dick always gives you away."

Ray was pulling off his boots and socks. "It sure does. You are one horny
little fag."

Carlos grabbed me as I approached the door. "I know you'd love to get fucked
out in the open by the pool there. But I'm afraid we'll have to keep it in
here. Don't want to upset the neighbors, do we?"

"I'll yell! Now let me go!" I struggled but Carlos had me in a firm grip
from behind.

Ray, now naked, came over and pulled my suit down and off my feet. He rolled
it up and stuffed it in my mouth. Ray reached down and roughly pulled on my
half hard dick.

"That'll take care of any yelling you had in mind."

Carlos pulled a rope out of his pocket and tied my hands to the shower head,
just as he'd done last week. He watched me as he took off the rest of his
clothes. Precum dripped from my hard cock.

"Yeah," Carlos continued as he unzipped his jeans, "you gotta work on not
getting a big boner if you expect anybody to believe you don't want to get
fucked. Let's check that pussy of yours now."

He spun me around to face the wall and kicked my legs wide apart. My cock
rubbed against the cement blocks, smearing them with lube. I felt Carlos's
two thick fingers enter my hole.

"Goddamn, you've opened up a lot. You must have had a great time this
weekend."

I moaned as he worked a third finger in and screwed them around in me. My
ass throbbed in pain, but also was sending those signals to my body again.

"Give him another," Ray said, stroking his dick as he watched, "he seems to
need it."

Carlos worked his pinky in, flexing his hand to see how much he could
stretch me open. I moved my head from side to side trying to say no but all
that came out was a long low groan.

"Yeah, he's loving it," Carlos laughed as he poked in and out, pummeling my
swollen prostate. "Let's see if he's ready to go for the gold here."

My eyes widened, knowing what he meant. I shook my head over and over but he
ignored me as he began to work his thumb in. Slowly I felt it slide in along
with his fingers.

"Would you look at that? That is one open cunt!" Ray commented. "I've seen
whores with tighter pussies than that. Can you go deeper?"

"Let's see." Carlos began to push. I felt his knuckles against my hole,
slowly pushing past the entrance. My muffled screams didn't seem to slow him
down. Suddenly his knuckles popped through into my hole. The momentum
carried his hand into me another two inches. He started twisting and working
it around inside me as I hung there sobbing. My dick was still hard as
stone, rubbing against the rough surface of the wall. I found myself rubbing
it harder as the load in my aching balls grew.

"Look at him," Ray laughed, "Like a bitch in heat! He just loves to get that
cunt of his stretched.

Carlos kept punching his fist into me. After about three thrusts, I knew he
had his hand all the way in me. I wanted to run but couldn't. I wanted to
scream but couldn't. The pain was agony but I found myself getting more and
more excited as well. I shot my load all over the wall. Shot after shot of
cum splattered the wall and my stomach, dripping slowly to the floor.

"And you said you didn't want it." Carlos said in a sarcastic tone. "Look at
that. You never had it so good. Now I think you're ready for a little dick
too."

He began pulling his hand slowly from my ass. As the knuckles pulled back
through the opening, I groaned in pain again. He pulled the rest of the way
out.

"Don't worry we won't leave you empty." Carlos moved up behind me and began
sliding his dick up my stretched out hole.

"You got one sloppy pussy, kid," He grunted as he pounded me against the
wall, over and over. "Not nearly as tight as you were, but boy does your ass
work a dick." I tried in vain to protest. All that they heard was moans of
pain and lust.

It only took a minute or so for him to shoot his load in me. Ray followed
almost immediately, shoving his whole eight and half inches in me at once,
slamming me against the wall as I grunted from the sudden invasion. He
fucked hard and fast, the pressure sending another volley of cum spurting
out of my dick. My ass spasmed around his dick as I came, sending him over
the top to spray another load into my ass. I could feel him catching his
breath as he leaned against me, his dick still in my ass. Sweat poured down
from us both. Finally, he pulled out. I felt the cum dribble out of me, down
the inside of my thighs.

"Good fuck, kid," Carlos said, as he got dressed. "You just keep getting
better and better at this."

"Yeah, that cunt of his is something else." Ray added as he slid his jeans
back on.

Carlos finally came over and untied my hands. I slid to the floor, waiting
for the feeling to return to my arms. Ray reached down and pulled the
Speedos out of my mouth and dropped them in my lap.

"Better get those back on, unless you're waiting for another customer. I'll
leave the door unlocked when we go. Take care of yourself."

The two of them headed out the door. I sat on the floor trying to compose
myself. I was shaking.

They'd fucked me. Hard. And it made me shoot. When was I going to get my
life under control again?

I slowly got to my feet, my ass throbbing and aching. I slid my suit back on
and headed out to the pool. I dove in and let the cool water wash over me.
It soothed the throbbing ache in my ass.

I started swimming laps. I swam hard trying to get my mind off what
happened. It started to relax me as I concentrated on the breaststroke and
the rush of the water around me. I just kept swimming until I was exhausted.
I finally stopped, hanging onto the side of the pool gasping for air.

"You're quite a swimmer. I'm impressed."

I was startled by the voice above me. It was Angela. I had been so into my
swimming I hadn't heard her come in. She was standing at the edge of the
pool in her black bikini.

"Thanks," I panted, "Just getting in a little practice."

She sat down on the side of the pool dipping her feet in the water.

I thought of my last encounter with Angela and Tony, her boyfriend. I'd
ended up sucking him while she jacked me off.

"We looked for you this weekend. Jeff said you were at a swim meet. Was it
fun?"

I shivered a little at the thought of the weekend. "It was . . . busy."

"Well, it's pretty quiet here," she splashed me with her foot. "So you can
relax."

I wasn't sure but she seemed to be coming on to me. The thought entered my
mind: Here was the chance. This was my chance to prove I was straight. Here
was this hot woman. Maybe . . ."

"Yeah, I guess I can." I smiled at her, admiring her long smooth legs, her
olive skin, the curve of her breasts above me. She was beautiful. Was it
possible that I could do this? My dick was hard, and yet the feeling was
different, less intense, like it had been with Jenny. But it was there.

Angela slid into the water next to me. Her foot caressed my leg. I pressed
my leg against hers. She ran her hand across my chest. I drew in my breath
as she touched my sore and sensitive nipples.

"You have a good body," she whispered. "And I know what you have down here."
She reached down and groped my hard dick. I shivered, saying nothing.

"W-where's Tony?" I managed to ask. I was hoping he was on Mars at this
point. I wanted this so much.

"He's at work. Won't be home for hours," she said softly. Her hand moved to
my ass and slowly up my back. "Why do you ask?"

"I-I was just . . . curious," I said, shaking and trying to keep my grip on
the side of the pool. With my free hand I reached out and touched her side.
I ran my hand up to her breast. I felt its firmness through her top. I could
feel the hardness of her nipple.

"You know," she cooed in my ear, "you could stop by for a while if you like
and we could talk."

"I-I would like that." I was in a trance almost. This was everything I'd
hoped for.

"What about the pool?" she asked as she moved her hand back to my dick,
squeezing it slightly.

I thought quickly. "I . . . could put up the closed for maintenance sign."

She pulled herself out of the water. I watched her body glisten in the sun
with drops. My hand brushed her pussy as she got out of the pool.

"I'll head up. It's unit 7B."

I cleared my throat. "I'll be there in a few minutes."

She smiled down at me. "Good." She wrapped her towel around her waist and
walked out.

I stayed there threading water in the pool for a few minutes and considered.
Here was my chance. I was straight. I was going to fuck a hot woman. Nobody
could deny I was straight then. Not Nick, or Gary, or Jeremy, or Max, . . .
or Jeff. I'd show them all.

I climbed out of the pool and toweled off. I slid my gym shorts on and went
in the utility room to get the signs. I knew if the property manager showed
up while I was gone, my job was finished. But in a week of having this job
he'd never shown up. And frankly, I didn't care.

As I locked the doors and put the signs up, I tried to envision Angela's
body and what was going to happen. But my mind kept wandering. I thought of
Jeff and envisioned his dick. I tried to think of her hand caressing me but
all I saw was Max, his big hand an the side of my face as he kissed me. I
felt the twitch of need in my ass. I cursed to myself. Don't screw this up,
I told myself. Get back to normal.

I walked up the hill to 7B. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Angela opened the door, still in her bathing suit and showed me in. Their
place was much smaller than Gary's. It was a one-bedroom apartment. I looked
around and saw a set of weights on the floor by the wall. Angela offered me
a Coke and got two out of the refrigerator. We sat down on the couch
together. I fidgeted nervously.

"You seem tense, Tim," Angela commented, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"I've . . . just had a rough couple of days."

"How would you like a nice massage?"

My heart was pounding as she ran her hand down my chest. "Th-that would b-be
great." I whispered.

"Come on in here." She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. The queen
size bed was unmade. She pulled back the spread and top sheet and got a
bottle of baby oil from the dresser.

"Why don't you take your shorts off so you won't get oil on them."

I nodded and slid them off, leaving me in my Speedos. She came over to me
and rubbed her hands down my sides until she came to the waistband. "Those
too," she murmured, slowly pushing them down. My hard dick flopped out as
she knelt and pulled them down my legs. I stepped out of them.

Running her hands down my smooth thighs, she blew softly on my dick, the air
tickling the wet, sensitive head. I shivered again. She cupped my balls in
her hand and softly dragged her long nails against the skin behind them. I
thought my knees would buckle.

Angela stood up. "I better get undressed too. I don't want to get oil on my
suit." She turned around. "Would you undo my top?" With shaking hands, I
untied the string of her bra. She slid out of it. I felt her breasts from
behind her.

She slid down the panties of the suit and turned to me. Like me, she was
completely smooth. She saw me looking at her shaved pussy.

"I thought you'd like that," she said, "I noticed last week that you enjoy
the smooth look too."

She put her hand on my shoulders and turned me to face the bed. "Now lie
down on your stomach."

I did. She climbed on top of me straddling my back. She poured warm oil on
me and her hands began to caress my shoulders, pushing my arms away from my
sides. I was nervous. What if I couldn't do this?

"You need to relax, Tim." She worked her way down my back, sliding her body
down until she was kneeling between my legs. She kneaded my buttcheeks,
pulling them apart. I tried to clench them together, not wanting her to see
my abused asshole. She slapped my asscheek lightly and told me to relax
again. With a sigh, I did as she said, allowing her access.

She ran a finger down my crack and over my swollen opening. "You've been up
to some different things haven't you?"

"Um, well . . ."

"Don't worry, everybody likes a little kink," She whispered, rubbing her
finger against my hole.

"Please, don't . . . ," I groaned.

"Alright, turn over.

Slowly I rolled over onto my back. My dick was hard, lying against my
stomach and dripping as usual.

"Put your hands over your head, Tim," Angela instructed. I did as she said.
She slowly massaged my right arm from the shoulder to the wrist pushing it
out toward the corner of the bed. I felt her slip something over my wrist. I
looked up and it was some sort of padded cuff attached to a chain that went
under the bed.

"Hey, what's that for?" I asked. I reached with my left hand but she grabbed
it, bending down close to my face.

"Just relax," she whispered. "This just means that all you have to do is lie
back and let me do everything. Now let me have your other hand."

I relaxed my arm and she cuffed it as well. There was something frightening
and yet erotic about this woman, sitting on top of me, making me helpless.
Angela began working oil into my shoulders and then down my chest. She
squeezed and pinched my nipples, making me gasp. Each time she tightened her
grip on my nipples, my dick jumped and rubbed against her.

"You like that, don't you?" she purred as she continued pinching and
twisting. "Let's see what else you like."

She scooted down and knelt between my legs again. Rubbing her hands firmly
against my chest and stomach, she worked he way down to my crotch. The heel
of her hand bumped my dick repeatedly. She moved around it and began to rub
the insides of my thighs, her fingers brushing lightly against my balls. I
was trembling from the sensual exploration she was doing.

Then she took my dick in her hand. I felt her thumb slide up the underside
of my dick and rub over the head. She smeared precum all over the head and
up and down the shaft. She began to stroke the shaft gently. I moaned.

"You are a horny little boy." She bent down and took my dick in her mouth.

"Ooooh," I moaned. I could feel her flick her tongue back and forth across
my dick. Gradually she picked up speed. Slowly I began to realize something:
as excited as I was, I wasn't getting any closer to cumming. I felt that
twitch in my ass again.

No! I couldn't need that. Here I was with a beautiful woman, sucking my dick
and I couldn't cum. I wanted to cum. I needed to cum. I had to.

Angela sat up. She must have thought I was holding back. She moved up and
slid my dick across her pussy.

"Is this what you want, Timmy? Do you want to fuck me?"

Too excited to speak, I nodded. She took my dick in her hand and began to
guide it into her.

I was shaking as I felt the velvet softness of her pussy surround my dick.
She began to work herself up and down on my cock. I could feel the load
growing in my balls and yet I couldn't seem to get any closer to cumming.
After a while, Angela slowed down.

"What do you need, Tim? What is it that will do it for you?" She reached
down and ran her finger across the pucker of my ass. It twitched
involuntarily.

"So that's it. You just need your pussy played with too. Well, that's no
problem. I've got just the thing."

I was too desperately horny to protest. She climbed off me and reached in
the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a large black vibrator.
Pulling my legs apart, she began to work it into me. She stroked my dripping
dick as she did. I moaned with lust.

"That gets you hot doesn't it? That's what you need isn't it Tim? Just a
little fucking."

She kept hitting the button on the vibrator as she slid it deeper into me. I
was humiliated. She knew. She could see that I wasn't going to cum unless
there was something in my ass. I wanted to cry but first I wanted to cum.
She shoved the vibrator all the way inside, the button depressed so that I
felt its motions deep in my ass. Angela could tell I was reaching the brink.

"Shoot Tim, shoot your load." She bent down and took my dick in her mouth. I
shot, the feeling in my ass driving me over the edge. She swallowed every
drop until I finally stopped. I lay there panting on the bed. The vibrator
was still working in my ass. I could feel it buzzing against my prostate. My
dick stayed hard and twitching.

Angela looked down at me and smiled. "You need more don't you?" I nodded.

A voice came from the doorway. "Well you're going to get it, kid."

I looked toward the door. It was Tony. He had on only a pair of black
running shorts. I panicked. Here I was in bed with his girlfriend. How much
had he seen?

Angela motioned to him. "Come on in, honey. I think you're just what Tim
needs."

He walked over to the bed. "I think so. He seems to need a little butt
action to get him going. I think that can be arranged. And I brought
somebody else to help keep you busy too."

I looked back toward the door. There stood Wayne. Like Tony, he wore only a
part of shorts. I could see the huge bulge of his dick through them.

"Well, we meet again, Timmy." Wayne said as he entered the room. "You do get
around."

Tony smiled. "I ran into Wayne at the gym and invited him over for a little
fun. Of course, I didn't know you'd found some fun too. But the more the
merrier." He started to slide his short down, revealing the hard nine inch
dick I had sucked last week. Behind him, Wayne was also removing his shorts.
His huge eleven inches swung out in front of him. They both climbed on the
bed. Tony straddled my chest.

"Suck me a little Tim. That'll get me good and warmed up. And Angela, you
make Wayne feel at home."

"Tony," I said, my voice shaking, "I don't want to do this. I just came down
for a little fun with Angela. I don't . . ."

Wayne interrupted me. "He's gonna tell you he doesn't do this sort of thing.
Let me tell you, he's one of the best little cockwhores I ever ran into. So
open up and take his dick, little slut."

Knowing I had no choice, I took Tony's dick in my mouth. He started pumping
in and out. The vibrator was still in my ass and my dick was dripping
steadily. I watched as Wayne and Angela began playing with each other. She
licked his big dick and balls. Then I saw her whisper something to him. He
smiled and turned to me.

"Angela says she wants to see this big cock of mine up your butt. I know
you'd love to show her how easy it goes in."

I tried to protest but it was no use with Tony's dick in my mouth. I felt
Wayne lift my legs and pull the vibrator out of my hole. Then I felt the
wide wet head of his dick begin to push into me. I groaned as he drove
deeper into me.

Tony was watching over his shoulder as he continued to pump my mouth. "Look
at how that thing sinks right into him. That is one stretched out cunt he's
got."

Wayne pounded my ass with his huge post. "His ass just milks your cock. Like
it can't wait to get another load of jizz in there."

Angela was playing with my nipples, pinching and twisting them, her long
fingernails digging into the flesh. I moaned over and over in pain and
humiliation, but also because I could feel another load building in my
balls. As Wayne stepped up his pace, I suddenly shot, my cum spewing all
over my stomach and chest.

"Jesus, he didn't even have to touch himself," Tony marveled. "He is one hot
little cunt." Moments later he shot his load into my mouth. And Wayne filled
my ass with his juice. The two of them pulled out of me and flopped on the
bed.

I lay there between them panting and dazed. This had been supposed to be my
opportunity to reassert my straightness. Instead I had ended up fucked and
humiliated again. When would it end?

After a few minutes, Tony moved between my legs. "I gotta try this cunt of
yours and see if it's everything Wayne says it is."

He started rubbing his dick against my crack. I could feel him getting hard
again and then push against my hole. His dick plummeted right into my open
ass. At the same time I saw that Wayne was licking Angela's pussy, getting
her hot for his dick. He climbed on top of her and began to penetrate her as
Tony increased his fucking of my ass.

"Yeah, this worked out great, Wayne," Tony grunted. "I didn't know we'd have
two pussies to fuck. And you're right, he is a hungry assed little bitch. I
can feel those ass walls of his working my cock.

I could feel Tony's dick swell inside me and fire another load of cum into
my guts. As he came, he pounded into me hard, jarring my whole body. Another
load shot from my dick as his assault on my prostate sent me over the top
again.

Moments later I saw Wayne pump his load into Angela. Once again we all lay
there on the bed.

"A fun afternoon," Wayne commented as he pulled himself to his feet. "But I
got to run." He reached over and squeezed my nipple. "Give Max a call, kid,
he misses you."

He put on his clothes and got ready to leave. Angela unfastened the cuffs on
my arms and I sat up slowly. Tony and Angela lay back on the bed watching me
as I pulled my Speedos and shorts back on.

"I hope this relaxed you a little bit," Angela said.

"Yeah, thanks," I mumbled as I turned to follow Wayne out the door. I could
feel the squishiness of cum leaking out of my ass.

Wayne put his hand on my shoulder as we walked out to the sidewalk. "Listen,
kid, you should just enjoy yourself. I mean that was one hot scene. Stop
trying to be something you're not. Enjoy what you are. And you are a great
fuck."

"That's not where I want to be, Wayne. Don't you see that?"

"What I see is a little fag who is going to be miserable as long as he keeps
lying to himself. And I meant what I said. Call Max. For some stupid reason
he seems to like you."

"Maybe."

"Look, why don't you come over for dinner Wednesday. Max and Dad and I are
cooking out. You can just kick back and relax."

"I don't know."

He handed me a card. "Here's the address. If you're not coming, give a call.
But come."

He turned and walked toward the parking lot. I shoved the card in my pocket
and headed back down toward the pool.

I'd had the chance to have a hot straight session with Angela and I'd blown
it because I needed something in my ass to cum. What the hell was wrong with
me? How could I get back to normal? I felt the card in my pocket. Max. He
was nice. But that meant . . . No I wouldn't go.

It had clouded up while I'd been inside and I felt a soft sprinkle of rain
on my face as I reached the poolhouse. I took down the maintenance sign when
I noticed that the door on the men's side was unlocked. God, not Carlos
again. I was not in the mood to deal with him. I walked in. There was no one
in the bathroom, so I walked out to the pool and looked into the lifeguard
room. There was Jeff.

I was startled. "What are you doing here?"

"I got off work early and I thought we could go out and do something, dude."

"Like what?" I asked suspiciously.

"Go grab some food or something. Why? Did you have other ideas?" He grinned
at me.

I blushed. "No. Food sounds good."

"Alright then, let's get this place closed up and get to the car before it
starts to pour."

We cranked down the umbrellas and put away the floats and locked up the
pool. I looked at Jeff as we walked down to his car. Something was bothering
me. But Jeff was my friend. And I still felt that strange attraction to him.
I pushed my hesitations to the back of my mind.

"Yeah," Jeff said as we got in the car. "We'll go out and have a good time."

TO BE CONTINUED . . .