Date: Thu, 21 Jan 2010 19:57:03 -0800 From: Tim P Subject: Jordan's Tale Chapter 7 All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted by any means, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author, Tim Price at privatetimm@gmail.com All the usual disclaimers apply. This is a work of pure fiction and a fetid imagination. If it is illegal to read this where you live, don't read it. If you are under legal age where you live, don't read it. This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between males, adult and minor. It is written for the entertainment of mature adults. Passing through Nifty's main page to get here is your way of saying it is legal for you to be reading it. When Marianna tells Jordan about naming me his guardian if something happens to her, he is a little freaked out because he thinks she is dying or something and finally she gets him assured that no, it is just good planning that adults do. Once he is convinced she is ok, he is really taken with the idea and thinks it is sweet I care enough to agree. It has been a great spring so far and April is ending beautifully. I am chatting online with Jordan Sunday after Marco has gone home. JordanHottie: Can I ask a weird big favor? PrivateTim: Sure, u know u can ask N E thing JordanHottie: My mom has to be out of town Thur-Sun, can I stay with you? PrivateTim: That isn't weird or big, of course. Is your mom ok with it? JordanHottie: She will be, but that isn't the big or weird favor ha ha PrivateTim: K, what is? JordanHottie: Can we spend Fri & Sat night at the Palace? PrivateTim: ha ha ha, ok, that is weird, not big JordanHottie: COOL! THX XOXOXOX Not sure why the sudden interest in staying at the Palace, but it sounds like it could be fun, a mini vacation of sorts. About ten minutes after ending the chat with Jordan, I get a call from Marianna. "Hi Tim, I guess Jordan already talked to you? I'm having a devil of a time finding someone for him to stay with while I am on this trip. Are you sure it isn't an imposition? I mean with getting him to school and all that?" "Not a problem at all, I'll either take the day off, I have months of built up vacation time, or I'll go into the office late. We'll be fine. By the way, I have a room at the Palace for the weekend, I need to get triple Starwood points to get to their next club level and I needed to do it by the end of this month." "No oh problem, I know how it goes I am getting double Hilton Honors for this trip too. I am sure Jordan will have a great time at the Palace, thanks so much for letting him stay with you!" After hanging up with Marianna, I call the Palace and book a suite for Friday and Saturday nights and make reservations for four at the Sunday Brunch in the Garden Court, I thinking Marco and maybe Dylan could join us. This could be a fun weekend! Marianna dropped Jordan off at school on Thursday then headed out to her flight to Philadelphia. Marco will pick up Jordan after school and bring him over to my place and I am picking up dinner at Whole Foods on my way home. The boys are in robes and relaxing watching TV when I get home with dinner. I picked up roasted chicken, roasted potatoes, roasted asparagus, sushi, not roasted, and green salad. While Marco gets the plates and starts to dish out the meal, I pick a nice light pinot noir for us. "Jordan, what are you drinking?" "Wine works for me!" He grins. "Not on a school night, be serious. What would you like?" "Yeah, yeah..... milk I guess." This is a first, Marco and Jordan with me on a school night. Dinner is pleasant and the conversation centers on school and what each boy needs to do for homework tonight. Marco has English and some AP Bio to do, Jordan has a book report to finish. "Ok, so when dinner is over I'll clean up. Marco, you can use the desk in my office and do your work, Jordan you can use the desk in my bedroom. Stay off the Internet chat until you finish the homework. I'll come check on you and see how it is going. If we have time we can watch a little TV before bed. Lights out no later than 10PM." "Wow, did we join the Army or something Marco." Jordan asks. Marco laughs and shrugs and says, "You know he is right, Jordan. This stuff all counts and you need to get good study habits now before you start high school." Dinner is done and the boys head to get their homework done. I pour another glass of wine, settle onto the couch and open one of my lap tops to get some of my homework done. I'm not going into the office, but I'll work from home. I check Yahoo Messenger, Stickam, MySpace and Facebook to make sure Jordan is behaving and since I don't see him on any of them I am assuming he is. I'll check up in about 30 minutes to be sure. I get lost in my work and an hour actually goes by before I head back to check on Jordan. "How's the book report coming?" I ask. "I was just getting ready to print it. Do you want to read it first?" "No, print it and I'll read it, I do better with hard copy than on the computer." The book report is on the Red Badge of Courage and Jordan's essay is on what transformed Henry into a man. An interesting topic I note. I read the essay with a pen in my hand and make some stylistic edits, correct a little grammar, but over all I am very impressed with Jordan's work. He stays in my bedroom to make the corrections and I go check on Marco. He has made a big dent in his AP Bio homework, but he still has several drawing to do to finish it off for the week so I leave him to it. Jordan comes out to join me on the couch about ten minutes later and curls up and snuggles into me, but snuggle is all he does. There has been a definite change in Jordan's and my interactions. Ever since we actually had sex, his hyper-sexuality around me has stopped. I guess I mean he has stopped trying to seduce me 24/7 and he is more relaxed and mature. It is a nice, comfortable place to be. Thirty minutes later Marco joins us, but he looks like a whipped puppy dog. I know he likes the AP Bio, but it isn't easy. He is pulling a solid "A" though so whatever he is doing is working. "I'm gonna make an espresso, anyone else want one?" he asks. "Make mine a decaf and I am in." "I'll have a cocoa," Jordan chimes in. "Yikes, do I look like an order taker at Starbucks?" Marco complains, but I know it is all for show and he is glad to do it. We spend another 45 minutes or so watching TV and cuddling without much conversation. I love this part. We are all comfortable enough with each other that no one feels the need for constant conversation. It is enough to be with each other and enjoy the others presence. A little before 10PM I announce I am off to bed and tell the boys to wrap things up and join me. After brushing my teeth and do the usual pre-bed ritual, I crawl into bed. A few minutes later Marco and Jordan join me. Jordan let's Marco cuddle up next to me and he cuddles up to Marco. That is a change too, in the past Jordan always tried to be next to me. I put on TV with the timer on and kill the lights. I am out pretty fast and I think Jordan was already asleep as I was drifting out. I wake at my usual 4AM, but since I'm not going to work today I am going to skip my swim workout at Stanford. I'll head over to St. Ignatius Prep after I drop off Jordan and get in a couple of hours swimming. The pool actually closes to the public at 8:30 on Fridays, but I've given generously to the water polo and swim programs and even come in a couple of weekends to work with the hole sets, kind of the 'low post' equivalent in basketball, so coach Dan, the polo coach, has been generous about letting me use the pool when I need to . I head down to the gym in my building and get a good 45 minutes in on the treadmill. I head back to my condo and decide to use the bathroom in between the guestrooms so I don't wake up the boys too soon. After my shower, I get coffee going, get the fixings for French Toast ready for when the guys get up and some bacon too. About 6AM they are stirring and come out to the kitchen showered and dressed in robes at about 6:30. I get them fed and they go back to finish getting dressed. We are all out the door by 7:20. I get Jordan dropped at Presidio Middle School and Marco drives himself to St. Ignatius, where he goes to school. Seems odd that I will be swimming at my boyfriend's high school in another hour or so, but I try not to dwell on it. I get a couple of errands done and head over to St. Ignatius to get my swimming in. The errands take longer than I thought and I get to SI Prep at about 10:30. I stop by the office to say hi to Pat, the principal, and let him know I am here before heading to the pool. There is a PE class in the pool when I get there, but Matt, the head swim coach says the kids in lane 1 are from his team so I can work in with them and he laughingly asks me to keep them in line. I recognize Bryce, Dillon, Peter and Jon from the freshman water polo and as I slip in the water they stop to say hi. "Hey Tim, are you going to swim with us?" "Yeah Dillon.... try not to run me over guys." I say to them all. "Run you over? I heard you went 21.5 in the 50 and 47.4 in the 100 at Stanford. You'll be lapping us!" Dillon laughs. "You guys swim and I'll pace in with you." I get a good pull workout and finish when the class finishes at 11:30 I decide I've had enough of a workout today so I get out too. I head to the showers and Bryce, Dillon, Peter and Jon are at one end of the shower room so I go down there to chat with them while we shower. We talk about how the swim season is going and about the club water polo season Jon, Peter & Dillon all play club for the Olympic Club, which is one of the clubs I play Masters for in addition to the Stanford Masters team. We all still dressed in our Speedos, as is common for swimmers, because you want to get the chlorine out of your Speedo so they last longer. I am the first to peel mine and hold it up to the shower head to give it a good rinse. I notice all four guys check me out, but that isn't unusual for 14 and 15 year old guys, they are intensely curious about other guys and notoriously insecure. Jon is the first of the boys to peel his Speedo and once he does, Dillon and Peter quickly follow suit. Jon is a tall drink of water, probably 6'1", 135 pounds and I notice he has an impressive looking package, even after the cold pool. He also has quite a manly patch of hair, not at all like Dylan from Berkeley. Peter too is tall for a freshman, he is probably 5'10", 140, but not quite as impressive as Jon in the 'package' department, maybe the cold water effected him more, but then again his pubes are very sparse too so maybe he is just getting into puberty. Dillon is shorter, more like your average freshman, probably 5'5", 120 pounds, average package, but very nice looking and average in the pubic hair department. The three guys who took off their Speedos, rinse them out and head out to get dressed. Only when they have left does Bryce drop his suit and the reason becomes obvious pretty quickly, Bryce has a slightly chubbed cock. Well more than slightly, but also nowhere near hard, just obviously not totally soft. He catches me noticing and he blushes a deep red and turns away a little. "Bryce, don't sweat it, it happens to every guy sometimes, especially when you are 15." "Ha ha, thanks, I just feel stupid." He blushes again. "Don't," and I flash him a big smile that I hope is reassuring. Jon, Peter & Dillon are about dressed when I get to the locker I am using and Bryce comes in the area about 30 seconds later, his 'problem' no longer a problem. "Can I buy you guys a pizza at Norigea's for the workout you gave me, or do you have to stay on campus?" "Man that sounds great," Jon answers for them all, "but yeah, we can't leave campus without a Papal decree. Maybe after a swim meet some time if you come watch?" "Any time you guys want." Jon, Peter & Dillon take off while I finish getting dressed. I am standing in my boxers when I glance at Bryce and he is looking at me. He blushes again and I check out him in his boxers and his little problem seems to have returned. I pull on my pants and get ready to leave. "Take care Bryce, thanks for the swim." "Yeah Tim, thanks to you too. Can I get a rain check on that pizza?" he asks as his blush returns. "I mean I love it, it is like my favorite pizza place," he stammers. "Sure, let me give you my cell phone number. Call me anytime you'd like to go. Text me and I'll send you my email too." "Thanks," he stammers again as I head out. Noriega's does sound good, so I swing by and get myself a sandwich and salad before I head home. Jordan packed his bag for the hotel this weekend last night, so when I go home I'll grab his bag and mine, pick him up from school and we'll head directly to the Palace to check-in to our suite. I asked Marco to join us, but since he has to work on Saturday he decides it is easier not to, but he is going to stay at my place over the weekend. I am still not sure why Jordan had the sudden desire to spend the weekend at the Palace, but I am actually getting excited about it. I head over to Presidio Middle and pick up Jordan at 2:30PM . He jumps in the 4Runner, throws his book bag in the backseat and we head down Geary towards Market, the Palace is actually pretty close to where Geary ends in Market. Jordan looks excited too and squeezes my knee a couple of times on the way down. I valet the car and let the bell man bring our bags except for Jordan's lap top and my lap top, I never let those out of my sight. "Good afternoon Mr. Price, nice to having you staying with us, here for a meeting?" "No, Tom I needed to pump up my Starwood points before the Triple Your Points promo ends." I say laughing. "Oh yeah, we've had quite a few local bookings from that. Well, we are glad to have you in any case and you are confirmed for four at the Garden Court on Sunday." "How have bookings been?" "It'll be a quiet weekend, we just had a neurosurgeon convention here, but they pretty much all checked out today and we don't have that many bookings coming in. Jordan and I head up to our room and once the bell man brings up our bags, we unpack and I ask him what he wants to do. "Can we go shopping in Union Square?" "Sure, anything in particular?" "Naw, I just want to hang out and see what happening and all." Jordan and I walk back up Geary to Union Square and hit the Macy's Men's Store, Neiman Marcus, Bang & Olafson and a few other places. Around 5:30 we are tired and hungry so we head down Powell to Kuleto's, one of my other favorite Italian places in the city for dinner. We are half way through our first course, a combination of Kuleto's house cured meats, when I finally ask Jordan. "So when are you going to tell me what this weekend is all about?" I think he is going to choke on the Finnochiona he just put in his mouth. "Can't I just want a special weekend with you?" he says smiling sweetly. "Jordan, I was born at night, but it wasn't last night." "If I tell you, you'll just get mad and I hate seeing you mad. Care for some of this Ciccioli? It is great on the bread." "Jordan?" I say, inflecting my voice a little higher. I don't really care and I really won't be mad, but I am curious. "Let's have a pleasant meal and all will be clear in due time," says Jordan, looking quite angelic, so I shrug, drop it and try the Ciccioli. It really is quite good on the bread. We do have a great meal, but that is hardly surprising at Kuleto's and walk back to the hotel. "Now, what?" I ask. "Can we go for a swim?" "No problem, I love the pool here." We change into our swim suits and head to the indoor pool on the 4th floor. It is a beautiful pool, with a glass ceiling, a whirlpool and sauna too. We get there just about 7PM and put our stuff down. I've brought a book to read just in case we are here for a while. There is only one other person on the pool when we get there. It is a kid in swim goggles, I'd guess 14 or 15, but it is hard to tell with the goggles on. He is swimming laps and glances up as we get there and lay our stuff down. He pushes off the wall and heads away from us to the far side. "C'mon," Jordan insists, "let's get in!" "Ok," I smile. I slip in gently, but Jordan cannonballs in nearly hitting the other kid as he comes back to our end of the pool. It makes the kid stop his swimming and stand up, almost right in Jordan's face and I think this might be ugly. "Oh my God," the other kid says, shaking some water out of his brown hair, "I thought you guys would never get here. I've been swimming laps like 15 minutes! Hi Tim," he says as he takes off his goggles" DOH! It's Matt Miller from Los Angeles! All is suddenly clear. I know I should be mad, but I just can't be too mad at Jordan. I just laugh instead. "Well hello Mr. Miller, let me guess. Your dad was here for a neurosurgeons conference and you and your mom came along to keep him company?" "I'm sorry Timmy," says a suddenly contrite Jordan, who comes over to hug me, "Do you hate me now?" "Of course I hate you, but not because of this," and I swat his bottom, which gets a giggle out of him, "it would have been ok to tell me you know." "You didn't tell him I was coming?" a puzzled Matt asked. "No, I wanted it to be a surprise." "Well I think he was!" "Where are your parents Matt?" I ask. "They have tickets to a play tonight. My mom and I flew up yesterday after school so we spent all day shopping while my dad had his conference. We had dinner and they've left for the play. They told me not to expect them until about midnight." "Nuf talk!, Time to play!" yells Jordan and he jumps on Matt, dunking him. Matt comes up laughing, body locks on Jordan and tosses him backwards and the playing is on. The guys rough house in the water and even try to jump on me a couple of times to dunk me, but it would take more than two boys, neither one more than 120 pounds, to dunk me and I toss them around pretty easily which of course makes them want to dunk me all the more. After about twenty of minutes of playing in the pool, the guys get out and come over to join me in the Jacuzzi. They can't sit still though; they keep squirming and playing footsie, which means I keep getting kicked. "Can we go up to our room and watch TV or something?" Jordan finally asks. "Sure, let's get out and dry off a bit though before getting in the elevator." We dry as best we can with the pool area towels, Matt grabs his backpack and we head up to our suite. In the elevator the boys are still pushing and leaning into each other and I hope they settle down at some point. We get into the room and I grab some towels from the bathroom and toss them to Matt and Jordan. "Here dry off and hand me your wet suits, I'll hang them up to dry." I peel off my bathing suit and I think Matt's eyes are going to pop out of his head when he sees the naked me, I am trying to not notice him looking. Jordan strips off his suit too and now Matt's attention is directed to Jordan. "Oh wow Jordan, your body is even hotter in person," Matt is trying push down his bathing suit without untying the draw string and it isn't working because they are just too tight. "Um Matt, I think if you untie them they come off easier." He giggles a little nervously and his hands are shaking a little as he tries to undo them. I can't tell if it is from nervousness or excitement. He finally gets them untied and slips them down and tosses them to me. Now it is my turn to gawk at him a little. It is what I have seen online, only nicer. Matt is a well built kid, not muscular like Jordan or cut like Marco, but very nice and his cock looks good sized, probably 3 inches soft and if I remember, like 6" hard. He has a nice brown patch of pubic hairs, not a big bush, but a lot more than either Jordan or Dylan, maybe even more than Marco. I break off my checking him out and I wonder if he noticed, but as he is blushing, I am guessing he did. The guys are drying themselves off and I go into the bathroom to hang up the wet suits and turn on the shower to get the chlorine off me. I step in the hot shower and start to lather up and get off the chlorine and warm up a bit more. I am standing with my eyes closed and the hot water running down my front for a minute or two; it just feels great and the chill is starting to go away. While I am leaning back against the wall the shower door opens and in step Jordan and Matt, both sporting fully erect cocks that pretty much point straight up so I am guessing they were doing more than just drying off in the other room. "Jordan said we could join you," says a slightly embarrassed Matt. "Liar," Jordan declares. "He begged to come in here." Matt blushes some more. "Ok, maybe," Matt concedes. "Can I ...... um, can I ...." Matt stammers. "Can you what Matt, spit it out, it's ok." I say looking into his eyes. "Can I feel you?" he asks sheepishly. I pause a moment. "Sure, why not." I decide finally. Matt reaches down and grasps my soft cock and runs his hand and fingers over it and my cock responds almost immediately. As I get harder, Matt's grasp gets a little firmer, which gets me harder until at last I am fully erect. "Dang Tim you are pretty big and thick." "Thanks, you don't look too shabby yourself." "You can feel me too. Matt says, "I mean if you want to you know." Oh I do, I do. I reach down and feel Matt's hard cock and when I fondle it and tug on it he lets a little gasp out and I am afraid he is going to cum right away on me. I stroke him a few times and he turns his face up to mine and I get he wants to be kissed, so I bend slightly and meet his lips with mine. His tongue immediately snakes into my mouth. My right hand is tugging gently at his hard cock, my left hand slides down his back, over his round little ass and finds his crack. My middle finger finds his hole, and rubs over the top of it and that cause a surprised gasp as we are kissing. We kiss like this for 45 more seconds or so and I turn to see what Jordan is doing and he is stroking himself watching Matt and me. I break off the kiss with Matt and move both my hands to his torso. "You and Jordan made these plans so I'll leave you two guys to it." And I step aside and direct Matt to Jordan. "Hey I was enjoying myself," Jordan says. "Me too," says Matt. "Even so guys, you should have your time together." Jordan reaches around either side of Matt and pulls me into Matt, crushing him in between Jordan and me. My cock is trapped in Matt's crack and Matt moves his ass up and down a little. "We could all three have fun together," Jordan suggests. "Jordan, you know that isn't going to happen, but thanks for the offer anyway." I lean forward and kiss Jordan, turn Matt and kiss him. "I'm going to get dressed and take my laptop to the pool area and work a little. You guys enjoy yourselves and I'll be back in an hour or so to see how you guys are doing." They both look disappointed, but I think they know I am not going to be persuaded. I step out of the shower, dry off, dress and grab my laptop and Blackberry and head for the pool. As I am getting ready to leave the guys come out of the bathroom, dried off and still very much erect. "You really can stay if you want," Matt says. "Thanks Matt, but this way is better." I head back down to the pool and pull up a lounge chair and break open my laptop to surf the net a bit. I also use the house phone to order a pot of hot tea to the pool. I am surfing the net when I get a text on my Blackberry. 'Noriega's for lunch tomorrow?' I smile at that one. I text back, 'Can't this weekend Bryce, next weekend? Email me at privatetimm@gmail.com' 'k, have great weekend. b.' 'u too. t.' is Bryce's return text. Wow, it didn't take Bryce long to ask for the rain check, I wonder what that is all about? Is Bryce, gay, bi curious, just a nice kid and I'm reading things all wrong? Before I met Jordan, Marco and the rest of the Stickam crew I never thought of teen boys as sexual being or potential partners, but now I notice them all the time and I notice ones that check me out at bookstores, at the coffee houses, in a store and other places. Either I am reading more into things or there are a lot of curious guys out there. I finish my tea, check my last emails and close down my laptop. It has been about an hour and fifteen minutes since I left the guys and I am thinking that is plenty of time to have gotten out of their systems what they needed to get out, maybe twice each. I open the door quietly and slowly just in case they are in the middle of something so I can sneak back out. They aren't in the front room and the bedroom door is slightly ajar, I move quietly over there and push the door open a bit more, but the guys are just laying in bed, nothing going on, watching TV. "It's safe, you can come in." "Hey guys, anything good on TV," I roll my eyes at them. They giggle and Jordan says, "Shut up and crawl in here." I take off my shirt and shorts and start to get into bed in my boxers. "Unh uh, you know the rules, no boxers in bed," Jordan says. I was going to protest, but to what point, I know they'll both pester me until they are off, so I slip them down and lift the covers to join them. They are both naked too of course, but no erections so that is a good sign. I move in between them and they both snuggle up into me. I can feel Matt's soft cock on the outside of my thigh as he moves his hips into me. It feels warm and nice, so I don't care that it is there; truth be told, if Jordan hadn't been with us I would have tried to fuck Matt silly in the shower and I think he would have let me. We watch TV for a bit and chat about life, Stickam and Los Angeles, Matt and me that is, Jordan is either asleep or pretending to be. Matt tells me about his life in L.A., he goes to Harvard-Westlake School just like I did, he is a sophomore and no one knows he is gay, and yes he is gay he is sure of that. He says actually, not no one knows he is gay, there are two guys he fools around with, one from school and one from Pasadena where he lives, but he means he isn't really out to anyone. Matt's never met anyone from Stickam or online before, Jordan and I are the first two. He asks if I am glad we met despite Jordan's deception. I tell him and I am totally glad, next he wants to know when I come back to L.A. and can we hang out a little and I tell him I would love to. I think he is really cool. And I really do. Matt lifts his head off the pillow and sees Jordan asleep, or again, pretending to be, with that boy you never know, and Matt slides his right hand down to my cock and starts to play with it. I give him a look, like 'really Matt?' and he gives me the puppy dog eyes and mouths the word 'please'. I roll my eyes back and sigh and kind of bob my head in a 'sure, go ahead' gesture. Matt gets a big grin and continues to fondle and manipulate my cock that starts to harden immediately. I can feel Matt's cock that is on my thigh getting hard too. My arm that is around Matt slips down his back to where it was when we were in the shower, to his buns and sliding inside his crack. That gets a big smile out of him and I bring my fingers to my mouth and moisten my middle finger, go back to Matt's crack and rub my middle finger on his hole. He gasps silently trying not to wake Jordan, but he obviously likes it so I decide to penetrate a little so I slip my middle finger in to the second knuckle and it slips in pretty easily and I think I feel lube there. Ah ha. I give him an 'I know what you have been doing look' and he scrunches his nose and grins. I am fully hard now and pre-cumming a little. Matt spreads it around my head and down my shaft and gently jacks me a little with his thumb and forefinger and then the whole hand and then back the thumb and forefinger to go back down. He moves his face closer to me and we kiss a little, very quietly and gently, still trying to not to disturb Jordan. I know have my middle finger all the way in Matt and I am banging him slowly while we kiss and he jacks me. I bang him about five minutes and he whispers in my ear, "Fuck me." "We can't," I reply in a whisper. "We'll go real slow and Jordan won't wake up, he is out cold," Matt whispers back. "It'll work trust me." He rolls away from me, leans over the edge of the bed and pulls up a tube of lube. He puts some lube in his hand and rubs it all over my shaft and then backs into me on his side, lifts his leg and guides my cock to his hole. My cocks slips easily into him, I would guess not the first one that night. I move my cock slowly forward until it is all the way inside Matt as far as it will go then I start the slowest fuck I've ever done. In contrast to my usual moves I have to almost invent all new ones, but I am finding it incredibly hot and erotic. While I am doing this slow fuck in Matt, I am stroking his cock too and I am getting hotter and my speed picks up a little. That is when I feel Jordan's hand on my ass. I glance back at him and he is grinning like a Cheshire cat, I roll my eyes at him too, but I am too far into this to stop. Jordan pulls himself on to his side and behind me, he motions for me to get the lube tube that's in front of Matt. Oh no he isn't. I shake my head no, he nods yes, ok, I grab the tube for him. He lubes up his cock and moves into me trying to jump in and not ruin my rhythm, I slow down a little and he slips his hot little cock inside me so he is fucking me while I fuck Matt. Jordan's cock feels great in me and he is rocking pretty fast he fucks me for about five minutes and then taps my ass so I know he is going to cum any second. I speed up my jacking of Matt, his eyes are still closed, lost in the rapture. I whisper to Matt, 'I am going to cum' and he whispers 'ok, let me jack'. I let him take over jacking his own cock; 30 seconds I hear a small gasp behind me and then feel Jordan's warm cum filling me. The thrill is too much and let go inside of Matt, 'oh fuck' I say quietly and squirt after squirt goes into Matt. Matt makes a guttural sound and I know he is coming too now. Jordan has pulled out of me and is back to innocent sleep act. Matt and I lay there a minute, I have pulled out of him too and we are just cuddling. I whisper in his ear, 'let's go shower'. We slide gently out of bed and go to the bathroom and close the door and jump in the shower. With the water on and the door closed I talk in a normal voice. "Holy fuck Matt, that is one of the hottest things I've ever done." "I know it was so so hot trying to fuck and not wake Jordan, oh my God that was awesome. What a night, my first and second fucks!." I look at him. "You've never fucked before?" "No, Jordan was my first ever tonight and you were even hotter. Man, I don't know how I am going to top this night." "Well you can 'top' someone to top this." I say with a big smile. "Yeah, I've never done that either. I either need someone totally experienced or totally inexperienced to try it with." "It's like 11:35, let's get you dressed and back to your room before your parents get home and panic." "K" We dry off and go into the bedroom where Jordan is still pretending to sleep. I go to pretend to wake him. I jiggle him a little. "Hey sleepy head, Matt has to get going." Jordan gives an Academy award winning wake up scene, gets out of bed to kiss Matt, who is now dressed in sweats and his t-shirt and flip flops. I kiss Matt goodnight to and he checks the hallway before stepping out to head back to his room. "Text me that you get home ok and no problems." "You got it. Night" I close the door behind Matt. Jordan doesn't say a thing for about 20 seconds and then he bursts out. "Oh my fucking Hell, that was the hottest, hottest, hottest thing I've ever done. Damn what a night. I came three times tonight!" "Three times?" "Matt sucked me and I came then, I fucked him and came again and then I fucked you. Damn! Matt didn't know I was awake did he?" "No I think he thought you were asleep. Were you awake the whole time?" I ask. "Yeah, I figured you guys wouldn't fool around if you knew I was awake and I know Matt really wanted to get with you. He has wanted that ever since he first met you on Stickam, so I pretended to be asleep, but I never thought you'd fuck him, I just got too hot and I had to get in there." "Well you got in there alright, let's keep it our secret." "No problem boss, let's go to bed," he says and he is all smiles. I hear a text come in on my Blackberry. Matt is back in his room, in bed and his parents aren't back yet so all is cool there. We climb into bed, cuddle up and fall asleep pretty quickly. I wake up late for me, 6AM. Jordan is hanging on me sound asleep, for real this time. I slip out to the front room where I have my running gear laid out and. I get dressed, go brush my teeth and by the time I am done doing that, going to the bathroom and all that it is close to 6:30. I am excited about the prospect of a run along the Embarcadero. I run down Market, to the Embarcadero, turn left and run along it until I hit Bay St and then go up Bay until I hit Columbus, which takes me past St. Peter & Paul, Columbus becomes Montgomery and that runs right back into the Palace. I have a good sweat going, it was probably between 3 1/2 to 4 miles, but there are some good hills going through North Beach, so it was a great workout. It is still too early to go back to the room to roust Jordan, a boy needs his sleep, so I grab some of the free coffee in the lobby and the free SF Chronicle and plop down in one of the comfortable chairs to read my Chronicle. I am absorbed in my paper and the noise of the lobby is all background noise that I tune out, but you know how you hear something and it catches your ear? I hear. "Are you sure you won't join us Matty? Are you going to be ok on your own?" My head snaps up at 'Matty' and sure enough it is Matt Miller and his parents. "I'll be fine, I met a cool kid at the pool last night and we are going to go to the Exploratorium today." Oh really, I think you were at the Exploratorium last night Matty, I smile to myself. "Come on Patty, the van is getting ready to leave. Matt is almost a man now, he'll be fine." Oh no Dr. Miller, young Matt is a man now and what a man he is. Matt's mom gave him a kiss and they were off on their all day tour of the Napa Valley. As Matt turns back to the lobby he sees me, but he is pretty cool about it. He goes to coffee table and gets a hot chocolate and approaches me. "Excuse me sir, by chance have you finished your sports page that I might partake of it? Matt asks me with exaggerated politeness. "Why yes, my fine young man, here you go." I return. Matt takes the sports page and sits down in the chair next to me and starts to read it, He is looking down at it when he says, "So you wanna go to my room and fuck some more?" I nearly spit my coffee out. I keep looking at my paper when I reply. "Damn Matty, never ask someone that who has a mouth full of hot coffee." Matt keeps looking at the sports page while he talks to me. "Seriously, it is like 7:30, Jordan said we'd go to Sears Fine Food for breakfast at around 9AM so we have at least an hour." "Dude, I can so see your parents forgetting something or the van getting a flat and walking in finding us fucking like wild animals. It is my worst nightmare." "They won't be back and I have my own room, let's just do it, I am so hot right now." "Ten minutes. Read the paper for more ten minutes and if they don't come back, we'll go." I am sure that was the longest ten minutes of Matt's young life, because I know at about 6 minutes I was getting antsy and horny, by 8 minutes I was ready to explode, so when at 9 minutes he said, 'let's just go' I didn't argue. I nonchalantly got a refill on my coffee and headed for the elevators. Matt and I got on the same elevator, he pushed 7 for his floor and I pushed 12 for mine, but we both got out on 7 and went to his room. Luckily we got into his room without meeting anyone in the hallway. We got inside the door and he attacked me as the door clanged shut. He was pulling my t-shirt up and over my head while kissing me and then he plunged his hands down the back of my running shorts, massaged my ass while kissing me and then pulled my running shorts to the floor, pulling them down that far put him on his knees and he took my rapidly hardening cock into his mouth and started to give me a blow job. I let him go for about five minutes before I stop him. "Ok tiger, you are dressed still, hang the do not disturb sign on the door, I'm going to move my clothes to under the far bed. When you lock the door, do the safety lock too, then no one can get in except security." Matt does what I tell him to. I take off my shoes and leave my half socks on, I don't know why, I just love having sex with my half socks on. Matt comes back from locking the door. "Ok, your turn honey." I pull his polo shirt off over his head and start kissing him and rubbing his chest. I keep kissing him as I run my hands down his side. We kiss for maybe five more minutes before I get to his shorts and I undo his belt, unbutton the shorts, unzip them and they fall to the ground. I put my hands inside his boxers and I kiss down his chest and stomach and I pull his boxers to the ground while I take Matt in my mouth. I am deep-throating him and untying his shoes. He steps out of his shoes, boxers and shorts and I don't miss a stroke in sucking him. I am massaging his cheeks while I suck. I am doing a combo of deep-throating and working his head. His cock is pretty thick and he has a big purple head that I am loving licking. While I am massaging his ass I part his cheeks and find his hole with my finger. "Oh fuck Tim that feels so good, just fuck me now." "Don't you want to try topping?" I ask, taking my mouth off his hard cock finally. "I do, but not now, now I want me on my back, feet in the air and you fucking me like a machine." I take Matt to the bed. "Do you have lube?" "In my pants pocket" "Wow, Matt you were planning ahead weren't you?" I grab the lube from Matt's shorts and go back to sucking him. "No, I've had blow jobs, fuck me, fuck me. God I want it from you Tim." "I'll get there, relax, you will be good and fucked when we get done." But I do move things along, I kiss down his thighs and I lift his balls to get to his perineum and I elevate his legs. His hole comes up and I take my tongue there. "Oh God, but you can do that for a while, oh fuck that feels so good." I lick and tongue fuck him about five minutes before I take the lube and lube myself up and start fingering Matt to loosen him up. He moans and talks as I bang him. He is loosened up enough so I put my cock at the entrance of his hole and slip the tip in. It disappears inside and I barely have to slow down in setting my shaft deep in him. This boy is the most natural bottom I've ever seen. I start my pumping. I have his legs split pretty wide, my elbows behind his knees and I am driving into hole at a good pace now. He continues his moaning and talking, I am pretty quiet when I top because I need my concentration. I fuck him steady for 20 minutes that way, and then I am thinking it is time to take it up a notch so I lift his legs higher and stand up so now I am driving into him even deeper and every down stroke is hitting his prostate three minutes of fucking like this and Matt gasps, 'oh I'm gonna cum!'. He starts shooting white hot spurts onto his chest. I pick my speed up to top speed and I cum too in about 20 seconds just as his shots are stopping, but he has one last big spurt come out when I cum in him. I roll off exhausted and sweating. I pull Matt on top of me and kiss him gently and sweetly. "Oh Tim, is it always that good?" "Not always, but we can talk about that later. You shower again, I'll go shower and get Jordan going. Come up to our room in about 20 minutes." "K' and he kisses me again. I pull on my running clothes and head back to Jordan's and my room. Jordan is dressed and watching TV when I get back to the room. "Hey, how was your run?" "It was great. Let me go shower and get ready." I jump in the shower and take a quick one and get dressed quickly. There is a knock at the door about 15 minutes later and I go to open it expecting to see Matt, instead it is a tall, lanky guy. "Dylan! What the hell, come on in." The door closes behind him and I give him a big kiss. "Hey Tim, didn't Jordan tell you I was coming?" "No, he never tells me anything, but I am thrilled you are here." There is another knock at the door. I open it and again, no Matt. "Hey babe, I guess you joining us for breakfast too?" I kiss Marco as he comes in the room. Marco crosses the room and kisses Dylan and Jordan too. Now there is a third knock. "This damn well better be Matt." I say. And it is. "Oh my God Dylan! Marco! Jordan didn't tell me you guys were coming to breakfast too!" Hugs and kisses are exchanged all the way around. This is the first time Matt has met web cam buddies, Dylan and Marco in person. "Damn Dylan you are really, really tall," Matt observes. "And you are really, really cute Matt," Dylan returns causing Matt to blush. "Ladies, I hate to break up the sewing circle, but that line at Sears isn't getting any smaller and I am starving." I say, trying to prod the boys out the door. They agree and we head out for Sears Fine Food, a San Francisco institution. As we walk up Powell Dylan, Matt and Jordan are chatting excitedly like teen girls. They have been Stickam friends for about two years now and this is the first time they have been able to meet in person. Ryan is the only one missing, but at this point if he jumped out of door front to joins us it wouldn't surprise me. Marco and I walk a little behind and chat too, but in quieter, less animated tones. That is one reason I love Marco, he isn't a giggly kid, he is mature beyond his years, we mesh so well. But, he is going to abandon me with these three giddy teens after breakfast to go to work. It should be an interesting day. End of Chapter Seven