Date: Thu, 07 Nov 2002 08:45:36 -0500 From: Jeff Allen Subject: Love of a Lifetime Part 21 This is a fictional story dealing with love and consensual sexual activities between males. If you are not of legal age, reside in an area where viewing such material is illegal, or are offended by homosexuality and/or homosexual themes, leave this site now. The author retains all rights to this story. No reproductions or links to other sites are allowed without the permission of the author. Note: I owe a special thanks to Robb for doing the final proofreading and catching all those silly little errors that I missed. PART 21 Tensions were still high on campus when Thanksgiving Break rolled around. The police admitted that they still had no solid leads in the beating of David Cohen. I was glad to be heading home to see Andy and to get away from campus. I got home around dinner time the day before Thanksgiving. Larsen could hardly keep his tail attached to his butt as he greeted me. Andy wasn't there yet so I moved my stuff in from the car and started doing two weeks of my accumulated washing. It was almost seven before Andy got home. He looked tired, and he seemed distracted. He was happy to see me, but something was bothering him. I knew he would tell me when he was ready so I opened a beer for him, set him down on the couch and told him not to move until dinner was ready. I threw some stuff together for a meal, and called Andy. There was no response. He was sound asleep on the couch! I ate dinner, cleaned up the kitchen, put a blanket over Andy on the couch, and went to bed. Sometime in the middle of the night, Andy crawled into bed with me. We didn't say much to each other Thanksgiving morning as we moved around the house getting things ready for the big dinner. Finally, when everything was on the stove or in the oven, Andy poured each of us a glass of wine. "C.Z., we need to have a serious talk." I sat down next to him on the couch and kissed his cheek. "I know something's bothering you, babe. I've never seen you like this." "C.Z., I've been transferred to Evanston just outside of Chicago." "Chicago? I thought you were doing a good job here?" "Well, I guess I did. This is a promotion as well as a transfer. I'm supposed to take over as manager of one of the bank's larger branches in Evanston. It's actually a big step up from the size of the branch here in Carterville." He looked away for a second. "I don't have much choice. I can't turn down this offer." "Why didn't you tell me about this?" I was hurt. "I didn't really have time. They called on Monday and wanted an answer the next day. I'm sorry. I know this means we won't be able to see each other as often, but I have to do this...we have to do this." I felt the tears well up in my eyes. Andy drew me into his arms and kissed my forehead. "I love you, C.Z." "I know you do, and I know you have to take this transfer. That doesn't mean that I like it. This is all so sudden. When do you move?" His answer took my breath away. "I have to move after Christmas and start in January." I pulled away from him. "Jeez, Andy, that's only a month from now." "I know. I've talked with the district manager up in Chicago. They've agreed to put me up in one of those extended stay hotels for a couple of months until I can find an apartment. This will mean a big boost in salary. I've looked at housing costs in Evanston, and I think I'll be able to find an apartment up there and still be able to keep this place for us. This is where my heart is." "What about Larsen? He's not going to like being in an apartment." "He was in one before I moved here." I pulled away and started pacing back and forth in front of the couch. "No, Andy. You can't just put him back in an apartment all day after he's been used to roaming around outside. That's just not fair! Let me take him back to school with me. I'm sure the Williamses won't mind. They really like him when he's there." Andy thought for a moment. I knew I was asking a lot. He and Larsen had been almost inseparable, especially after Andy's wife left him. "Okay. If the Williamses say it's okay, Larsen can go with you." "Damn right! That way I know you'll come and visit me." It was Andy's turn to have tears in his eyes. "C.Z., I'm not leaving you!" "I know, but that's what it feels like right now." "C.Z., I..." I sat down on his lap and kissed him. "I know you have to do this. I'll be okay when I get used to the idea." We melted into one another. Our kisses turned passionate and soon we were both naked and grinding our erections against one another on the couch. "Andy, I need to be fucked. Let's take this to the bedroom." And that's what we did. I came twice while Andy was pounding his meat into my ass. I hadn't jacked off in over a week anticipating the time with my lover, and my balls were full of cum. When Andy climaxed inside me, it felt like he had been storing up sperm also. His dick kept pulsating inside my rectum pumping load after load of hot cream into my gut. Spent from the passion, we both drifted off to sleep. We had a very overdone turkey breast for Thanksgiving dinner. ********** I managed to hold it together during the Thanksgiving weekend. Andy and I talked more about his move. I knew he had to do it, but that didn't mean I had to like it. I came close or actually did break into tears a few times. Some times I was able to get away without having Andy see me. Other times he noticed and would come over and hold me until the tears stopped. God, I was being such a wuss about the whole thing! Justin was already back at the apartment when I arrived on Sunday night. He took one look at me, and said, "What's wrong?" That did it again. I ended up crying in Justin's arms for a good hour while I told him all about Andy being transferred. When I had calmed down, Justin led me into my bedroom, undressed me, and put me in the bed before stripping off his clothes and joining me. He pulled me close. I buried my face into the patch of hair between his pecs and cried all over again. I finally went to sleep with Justin gently stroking my hair. ********** A week after Thanksgiving, we were in final exams again. Justin and I hit the books hard and aced our finals. Kevin and Kathy Williams had Doc Griffith, Matt Stevenson, Justin, and me over for an early Christmas celebration dinner after finals were done. We exchanged small gifts, and all of them tried to be encouraging about Andy's upcoming move. The next day I helped Justin pack up his vehicle for his trip home to Charlotte and then waited for Andy. He had decided to buy a new Tacoma 4x4 for the move to Evanston so he was signing over his old truck to me as my Christmas present. I thought I'd have better luck selling my old Subaru there in Adams than back in Carterville so that meant Andy had to come over to get me. He got in about seven in the evening, and we headed straight out to Doc's and Matt's for a late dinner and a long soak in their hot tub. The evening with Doc and Matt was really special for us. After another of Doc's delicious dinners we all sat in the hot tub on a cold December night, drank wine, talked, snuggled with our lovers while playing with their dicks below the water, and watched the stars. Doc and Matt were really getting into it. We'd been in the tub with them before when they had kind of played around, but this night was clearly different. I have to admit that I was getting turned on by seeing my handsome professor and his stud lover going at it on the other side of the hot tub. Suddenly Doc stood up. I'd never seem him with an erection before. It had to have been close to ten inches long! "Excuse us guys, but Matt and I are going inside. Just cover the tub when you're done." With that he pulled Matt to his feet. Damn! Matt was as big as Doc! Andy and I are no slouches in the dick department, but our eight inchers would be dwarfed by the two dicks that were displayed across the hot tub from us. Matt came over to give Andy and me a hug and kiss. We both stood. Matt hugged me. I could feel his boner pressed against my own hardness. We broke our embrace, and Matt hugged Andy. "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, pal. We're going to miss you." "I'll be back as often as I can." "Well, when you come back, you'd better get your ass out here for a visit or I'll be really pissed." As I watched Matt and Andy hug each other, Doc grabbed me into a tight embrace. Once again I felt a thick, hard dick pressing against my crotch. Doc didn't say anything. He didn't have to. I knew he and Matt would be there for me if I needed them. After Doc and Matt retreated into their bedroom, Andy and I settled back into the waters of the tub. His hand found my dick again. He moved around in the tub so that we were facing each other with our erect penises pressed together. We kissed and moved our bodies against each other. Our excitement built until Andy pushed his dick against me harder than before and grunted. Even in the water I could feel his seed spilling out of his dick into the small space between us. My own cock erupted. I grabbed Andy's shoulders for support as the spasms of pleasure coursed through me. When we recovered from our orgasms, we quietly covered the hot tub, got dressed, and left so as not to disturb Doc and Matt. Larsen was waiting for us at the apartment. After an appropriate amount of head scratching on our part and tongue baths on Larsen's part we settled in for the night. Despite having climaxed less than an hour earlier, Andy and I started kissing and caressing each other as soon as we got into the bed. Soon both of us were hard as rocks and ready for round two. I took the initiative and started rimming him. He moaned with pleasure and pulled his legs back to his chest giving me full access to his tasty pucker and signaling me that he wanted the same thing I did. I applied lube to my hard dick as I continued working his hole with my tongue. Andy was hot that night. His ass opened up and allowed my pole to slip in effortlessly. I moved in and out slowly as we alternated deep kisses with loving looks into our partner's eyes. I was hitting his sweet spot with every stroke. After several minutes of that pleasurable torture Andy's head was arched backward and his mouth was open gasping in pleasure with each of my strokes. He reached underneath us and gently caressed my balls and perineum as our tension mounted. Suddenly his body tensed and ropes of thick cum erupted from his cock. I slowed my pelvic thrusts even more while the orgasm consumed him. When I resumed pumping his ass, it was with a wild abandon. My balls slapped against his perineum. My love offering exploded inside him, and I collapsed on his cum covered belly and chest. ********** Every time we made love until Andy left for his new job in Chicago our spiritual connection deepened. Bear in mind that we were darn well connected in the first place so the increased intensity of our love making was almost over powering for both of us. ********** Andy left for Chicago on December 28. We managed to say good bye without a lot of tears, but as soon as his truck went out of sight down the road I lost it. Larsen and I moped around the house the rest of the day. About dinner time I decided to take down the Christmas Tree, pack away all the Yuletide decorations, and go back to the apartment. There wouldn't be all that much back at the apartment in Adams. Justin was with his folks in Charlotte; the Williamses were gone for the holidays, and Doc and Matt were off visiting Doc's family. Larsen and I would be by ourselves, but at least there wouldn't be the constant reminders of Andy there that I was facing in Carterville. I worked putting stuff away until nearly midnight before crawling into bed. The sheets still carried Andy's scent. I buried my nose in the covers and fell asleep. I was finishing breakfast the next morning when the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hey, C.Z. It's Justin. What's up? "Hey, Justin. Nothing much. I'm just packing up the Christmas stuff, and then I think I'll head back to the apartment. It's kind of depressing around here without Andy." "That's why I called, man. What you need is a party. It looks like there's going to be some fresh snow up in your part of the state later today. How would you feel about David, Brian, Stephen and I coming up for a couple of days and taking you skiing?" Suddenly I needed to be around people. "That sounds great, man. When can you get up here?" "We'll leave here in about an hour. We should be at your doorstep a little after lunchtime. Oh, by the way, your ski rental and chair lift ticket are on us." "Justin, I can't let you do that." "Yes you can. Either you let us take care of your rental and chair lift or we're not coming." "Thanks, Justin. You're a good friend." "Hey, love you too, man. See ya' later." He hung up. ********** The guys arrived in the afternoon just before the start of the snow storm. We spent the afternoon on the slopes but had to head back to the cabin by dusk because the blowing snow made it nearly impossible to see on the slopes even with the bright flood lights that lined each trail. We stopped in town just long enough for David to pick up a couple cases of beer and then slogged through the snow storm to the cabin. I heated up the big pot of stew I'd made after Justin's phone call. Brian and Stephen made a fire in the fireplace while David and Justin took showers and cleaned up their ski equipment. As soon as David and Justin finished with their showers I ducked in to take mine. I thought it was a good idea to get in ahead of Brian and Stephen. If they took a shower together, there would be no hot water for me. After a quick shower, I pulled on a pair of running shorts which was what David and Justin had been wearing and went back out into the living room. David handed me a beer as Brian and Stephen disappeared into the bedroom for their shower. They did take a long shower. We were already well into our second beer and the fire was heating up the entire living area by the time Brian and Stephen emerged from the bedroom. Brian was wearing a pair of skimpy running shorts like the rest of us while Stephen had on a pair of silk boxers. I made some biscuits to go with the stew which we ate while watching the snow fall on the deck outside as we sat on the living room floor with only the light from the fireplace. After dinner Stephen and Brian cleaned up the kitchen before coming back with more beers for everyone and a couple of freshly rolled joints. We got buzzed on the beer and pot. Soon everything everybody said was funny. By the end of the evening, we were all lying on the floor in front of the fire. Everyone was touching or leaning against at least one other person. Larsen was right in the middle of the pile. He was in dog heaven. I thought it was pretty nice also. By midnight the effects of the pot, beer, and the afternoon's skiing had all of us yawning. I suggested to Brian and Stephen that they take the bedroom in case they wanted to do something in the night. David, Justin, Larsen and I camped out in front of the fire. I woke up in the middle of the night with someone's hands moving up and down my chest. I felt a body lying next to me. I thought for a second that Justin had decided to snuggle up as he often did in the apartment when we slept in the same bed, but then I realized that he was on the other side of me. It was David up against me! I pretended to be still asleep. David's hand moved over my chest and stomach down to the waist band of my running shorts. His fingers moved along the elastic band and then slid over the outside of my shorts to brush over the head of my semi erect dick before moving back up to my chest. I felt his face press lightly against my back. His hand stayed against my chest as he snored softly just once before going quiet. It took me a while before I could go back to sleep. (To be continued)