Date: Thu, 26 Dec 2002 12:39:39 -0500 From: Jeff Allen Subject: "Love of a Lifetime" Part 28 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. LOVE OF A LIFETIME PART 28 Doc and the others left early the next morning for their trip. After they left, Jason and I accompanied Larsen on his morning jog. We spent the balance of the morning sprucing up Doc's house...not that it was really messy, but it gave us something to do. We also talked a lot about our freshman year, about his confusion and fear of his sexuality, about his family life, and whether or not to tell his roommates that he was gay. One of Jason's big concerns had been his financial situation. His football scholarship would cover his tuition, rent, and most of his food expenses, but that would be it. His dad had been sending a monthly allowance that took care of his other expenses. Now that was cut off. Matt had promised Jason that he could get some work around the athletic office and gym that would help out with spending money. Jason was beginning to think he could swing the next couple of years of school on his own. He certainly was a lot happier than he'd been when he showed up on my doorstep. In the early afternoon we went into town to pick up some stuff for dinner and to check on the apartment. Kevin Williams was working out in the yard so I introduced him to Jason. When Jason was out of ear shot, Kevin whispered, "Is this the same Jason that moved out of your room when he found out you're gay? What's going on?" "You're right. Jason was my first roommate, but his attitude has really changed. He's having some parental problems right now and needs a place to stay for a couple of weeks." "Is this smart?" "Yeah, it's okay. Trust me." He laughed. "It's your ass, kid. Just don't get it chewed up again. Kathy and I think it's kind of cute." "Since when did you start noticing the asses on guys?" "Only the ones on certain guys." He put his hand on my shoulder. "We think the world of you, C.Z. We don't want to see you get hurt." ********** Ron showed up at Doc's right on time at four. After putting the three six packs he'd brought in the fridge we showed him around Doc's place. He was impressed, but he seemed most interested in the hot tub telling us that he'd never been in one before. I suggested that we try it out before dinner. "Cool. I'll get my swim suit out of the car." "No need for a suit, Ron. This place is completely private. Heck, Doc and Matt run around naked most of the time." He hesitated. "You're sure it's okay?" Jason joined in. "You've seen where the tub is, man. Even if someone came in the driveway, they couldn't see us, and we'd have plenty of time to put some clothes on." I slapped him on the back. "You do what you want, Ron. Jason and I are going in au natural. If you're not comfortable with that, wear your suit. No big deal." He grinned sheepishly. "You're right. I'm being kind of silly about it. Let's go." I grabbed towels while Ron got a beer for all of us. The usual practice for using the hot tub was for guys to leave their clothes in the house, but as a concession to Ron's shyness we stripped down out on the deck leaving our clothes in handy piles in case someone came in the drive. Of course I checked out Ron when he was climbing into the tub. I'm sure Jason did too. I'd noticed his nicely formed hairy pecs and legs when he was in his boxers back in my kitchen. This time I got to see what he'd been hiding under the boxers. The trail of hair that came down from his belly widened into a dark pubic bush from which projected a nice 5 inch cut cock and low hanging egg-sized balls. All together he was a nice package. We sat about as far apart from one another as possible in the hot tub. I tried to keep from laughing, but I had to smile several times when I thought about our seating arrangements. We talked about the town, the upcoming football season, our classes, and lots of other things. When we'd all drained our first beer, Jason swung his body over the side of the tub, wrapped a towel around his waist, and went into the kitchen to get another round. The next time we all needed another beer he got out of the hot tub, quickly dried off with the towel, and then laid the towel back down on one of the deck chairs before walking buck naked back into the house. By the time we'd all finished the third beer, I had to pee so badly I thought my bladder was going to burst. I climbed out of the tub and stood at the edge of the deck letting my stream arch out into the yard. The other two joined me. We got tickled watching our piss streams and trying to see if we could push ours out farther than the other guys'. Of course giggling and laughing made it harder to 'shoot' straight. I decided we'd reached the stage where we needed to get some food into our stomachs before we all got drunk so I started the grill for the tuna steaks that had been marinating in the fridge. I started the oven to bake some potatoes. Ron and Jason came in to see if they could help. Both were naked. Obviously, Ron had gotten over his initial shyness. We settled back in the hot tub with another beer to wait for the coals in the grill to get ready and the potatoes to bake. We sat a lot closer together than we had earlier in the afternoon. Occasionally I'd make contact with someone else's leg under the water. It was starting to affect me. My dick was about half hard under the water. When we all stood at the end of the deck to "pay the rent" on the last beer, I noticed that the physical contact in the water had affected the other guys as well. Everyone's dick was noticeably longer than before, and this time when we pissed, we each spent some of the time checking out the 'equipment' on the other two guys. We wrapped towels around our waists for dinner. The tuna steaks were tasty. The potatoes were fluffy, and the salad was crisp. Of course after four beers, almost any food would have been welcomed. We all pitched in to clean up after dinner. Ron washed; Jason dried, and I cleaned up the rest of the kitchen and put the dry dishes away. We'd kept the towels wrapped around our waists during dinner, but moving around to clean up made it difficult to keep them in place. Jason's was the first to fall completely to the floor. He looked down at the towel lying around his feet, looked up at Ron and me, smiled devilishly, and kicked the towel into a corner. I pulled my towel off and draped it over one of the kitchen chairs. Ron shrugged his shoulders and pulled his off before tossing it in the corner with Jason's. We all laughed and started making rude remarks about each others asses. The result of all the joking around was that we were all sporting semi hard ons by the time the dishes were done and put away. We grabbed three of the remaining beers and retreated back to the hot tub. This time we sat side by side in the tub so that our legs were all tangled together. I was in the middle. We sipped our final beers and talked in low tones. The dusk had turned into a humid mountain evening. Crickets chirped out in the yard. A few lightening bugs flashed their mating signals, and we started sending out a few mating signals of our own. I felt someone's hand (I think it was Ron's) move up my thigh and over my hardening cock. I found both Ron's and Jason's erections and gently began jacking them. Ron leaned his head back against the edge of the tub with a look of sheer ecstacy on his face. From what he'd told me earlier, I was fairly certain that this was the first time any one other than Ron himself had touched his cock. Jason put his arms around Ron's and my shoulders and pulled us in closer to him. He leaned over and kissed Ron. I saw Ron's mouth open to accept Jason's probing tongue. Both were now fully erect. Jason's cock was longer than Ron's but not as thick. I started moving my hands faster on their shafts. Ron was the first to cum. I felt the pulses as his dick shot his ball juice into the water. He collapsed back against the wall of the tub as I turned my attention to Jason. I pulled upward on his cock causing him to stand in the tub and expose his hard member to the warm night air. It didn't stay exposed too long. I leaned in and engulfed the length of his cock with my mouth. He came almost instantly. I swallowed Jason's load and released his cock. He sat back down in the water with his eyes closed. I leaned back against the wall of the tub. My own dick was still rock hard and aching for relief, but I was pleased with my handiwork. Both Ron and Jason wore looks of utter contentment. They opened their eyes. Jason smiled that devil-in-me grin. "Sit up on the edge of the tub." I complied, and Jason moved in to take my erection in his mouth. As he moved his mouth up and down on my cock, he used one hand to play with my left nipple. Ron moved over to join us. He kissed me deeply as he played with my balls with one hand and my right nipple with the other. I grunted to warn Jason that I was about to cum. He moved all the way down on my cock and deep throated me as I pumped out my load. Ron pushed his tongue further into my mouth, and I climaxed again. Jason took that load as well. He released my super sensitive dick from his mouth. "Wow! Doubles!" We all cracked up. We climbed out of the tub and pulled the cover over the top. After drying off, we climbed into Doc and Matt's bed and slept all tangled together. ********** The next week passed quickly for all of us. Ron left on Monday morning to go back to his parents' house. He came out for dinner in the middle of the week, and we all ended up in the hot tub again, but nothing happened between the three of us that time. Jason helped me with collecting the samples and running the lab tests. He didn't know why certain things were done in the lab, but he took directions well. Because of his help, I was usually done with the labs tests by early afternoon so he and I would knock around town, toss the frisbee for Larsen out at Doc's, or run. We slept together but only played around sexually twice during the week. He was great company, and I felt that we were on our way to becoming good friends once again. The next Saturday afternoon Jason, Larsen and I were jogging along the road near Doc's house when a guy on a mountain bike pulled up along side us. "Hey, C.Z. What's going on?" It took me a second to recognize the rider as Mike Hernandez, who had been a freshman biology major the previous year. Mike was a really good looking guy with dark brown, almost black hair that he kept short. He was only about five and a half feet tall and about 130 or so pounds. He had an olive complexion with dazzling white teeth and piercing dark eyes. I knew he was a good student because Doc had taken him out to lunch after Mike had scored a perfect 100 one of Doc's exams. I'd seen Mike around town and campus a couple of times over the summer so I had assumed he was taking a summer class or two. He had grown a beard over the summer. Normally I don't like a lot of facial hair on guys, but Mike's beard looked really good on him. It was short but very thick and the same brown-black shade as the hair on his head. It seemed to bring out his dark eyes and bright smile. Larsen ran up to check out the new person on the bike. I was checking him out also, and I was pretty sure Jason was too. Mike was in a pair of biker shorts that molded to his skin and showed a respectable bulge in his crotch. He was shirtless giving me an opportunity to check out his neatly muscled torso. Mike's beard was so heavy that I assumed he would have a hairy chest, but that wasn't the case. He had really hairy pits but only few stray hairs around his dark nipples and a small patch of hair around his navel with a happy trail leading down to the waist band of his spandex shorts. "Hey, Mike. I almost didn't recognize you with the beard. Looks good, man." "Thanks. Saves time not having to shave in the morning." "Mike, this is Jason Sherman. Jason, Mike Hernandez, a fellow biology geek." Jason and Mike exchanged head nods since we were still jogging or riding which made it difficult to shake hands. "Do you guys live out this way?" "No. I'm staying out at Doc Griffith's place while he's out of town. Jason's staying out with me until his apartment opens up next weekend. What about you?" "No, I'm just out riding trying to get away from organic chemistry for a bit. Taking that course in the summer has really kept me busy, man. I thought it would be nice to stay here over the summer. Take a couple of classes. Do some serious biking. Be in cooler weather. I'm from the D.C. area, and it's darn hot there in the summer." "Hard to beat the mountains in the summer." "Except, the blasted chemistry's kept me so busy, I haven't been able to do much of the biking." "Too bad." We were coming up on Doc's driveway. "Say, if you've got some time, pull in and take a break. Doc's house is just down that next driveway." When we got up to the house, Jason and I started stretching out. Mike dismounted from his bike and joined us. The tight spandex of his shorts outlined a nice thick cock and large set of balls as he stretched. Jason was almost drooling. "I'd heard that Dr. Griffith had a nice place, but this is really neat." Jason stood up from his stretching. "Hey, the nicest part is out back. Come on." He led the way around the house to the hot tub. Mike's eyes widened. "Oh man. That sure looks good." "Have you got time to get in for a bit?" Jason was already taking the cover off the tub. "You guys get it in. I'll go get some beer." I turned around and headed to the house. When I came back out with cold beers and towels for each of us, Jason and Mike were already in the tub. Jason's running shorts and shoes were discarded in one of the deck chairs. Mike's shoes and neatly folded biker shorts were in another. We spent the rest of the afternoon in and out of the tub. During our times out of the water, I got a good look at what Mike had been hiding inside his biker shorts. His cut dick was about 4-5 inches long and very thick. It sat atop a pair of heavy, low hanging balls and was surrounded by a thick patch of black pubic hair. All together, he was a very sexy looking guy. We talked a little about ourselves to get acquainted. Mike's father was Cuban and his mother Puerto Rican. His real first name was Miguel, but everyone except his mother had called him Mike since grade school. His dad was a dentist in one of the posher suburbs outside Washington, D.C. Mike wasn't sure yet if he wanted to try to get into dental school or medical school after graduation. He was going to be taking Doc Griffith's junior-level bio course in the fall since he would have the organic chemistry prerequisite out of the way by the end of the summer. Since Justin and I were going to be in the course also, I suggested to Mike that he study for the course with us. He thought that was a great idea. While I enjoyed seeing Mike's sexy naked body, Jason seemed absolutely smitten. He couldn't keep his eyes off Mike, but Mike didn't seem to notice Jason's ogling. I think poor Jason wanted to get something started, but he couldn't think of how to do it, and he was unsure if Mike would be receptive. As I watched Jason's growing discomfort and frustration and Mike's seemingly total lack of awareness of what was going on, I grew more and more amused. I invited Mike to stay for dinner. I liked Mike and wanted to get to know him a little better; plus I thought it would be fun to watch Jason struggle with his obvious attraction to Mike. I know. I've been told that I have an evil sense of humor. I loaned Mike a pair of shorts and a tee shirt when we got out of the tub. They were a little big on him and hid his ample package. I hoped that might cool Mr. Jason down, but by the end of dinner, it was clear to me that Jason was in heat. If ole Mike had so much as crooked a finger, Jason would have been down on his knees ready to provide what ever service he could. Mike appeared to be totally oblivious. We had a couple more beers and spent some more time in the hot tub after dinner. When we got out it was too dark for Mike to ride back into town, so I invited him to spend the night on the couch. He accepted. Jason and I had been sleeping together in Doc and Matt's bed; however, for the sake of appearances, he slept up in the upstairs bedroom that night. I imagined him beating off like crazy upstairs while lusting after Mike who was snoozing peacefully on the couch in the living room. The next morning Jason and Mike slept in while Larsen and I played "throw the slobbery tennis ball to the dog" out in the yard. When they finally hauled their asses out of their respective beds, I fixed some eggs and grits for breakfast. At one point, Mike went back into the kitchen for another cup of coffee. Jason leaned over to me and whispered, "C.Z., this guy is so hot. Do you think he's gay?" "Don't know, Jase. I'm not getting any of the usual signals." Mike walked back into the room. "Why don't we find out?" Jason gave me a panicked look. "Say, Mike. Before he left for vacation, Doc told me it would be okay to have a few folks out for a party. Jason and I are planning on doing that this coming Friday. Do you want to come out?" "Sure. Friday's my organic final. I'll be ready to party, man." "Cool. There's just one thing..." "Yeah?" "Well, you know I'm gay, right?" "Yeah, I heard about that and about all the harassment you've experienced." "Well, a lot of the guys who'll be at the party on Friday are gay. Will that bother you?" "No, man, it's cool. I'm gay too." I thought poor Jason was going to choke on his coffee. Mike smiled and his dark eyes twinkled. He reached over and patted Jason's arm. "Jason, I knew you were trying to come on to me last night. I think you're a really great guy and all, and I'm glad we got a chance to become friends, but I really prefer guys who are more my size. You football jocks are just too darned big!" I roared with laughter as Jason turned beet red. "I thought you didn't notice." Mike put on a campy voice. "Oh I noticed all right, honey, but my mother taught me never to lead on a man if I wasn't interested, especially if the man is big enough to beat the shit out of me." I was almost rolling on the floor. Mike grinned again. Jason finally saw the humor in the situation and joined us in laughter. ********** After breakfast had settled a little Mike announced that he had to get back into town to study for organic. Jason and I decided to jog with him for a ways as he rode. The three of us, accompanied by Larsen, headed off down the road. About two miles down the road, we were all in our stride. Mike rode along next to us as we jogged facing any oncoming traffic. Larsen was checking out all the new scents from the day before. I noticed a car coming up the road toward us. As it got closer I noted the distinctive grille work of a Jeep Wrangler. Suddenly the jeep moved as far to the right as possible and headed straight toward us. I recognized the car, and knew the driver would hit us unless we got out of the way. I grabbed Mike's handlebars to pull him off the road with me. I reached for Jason, but he was a little behind me and out of my reach. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Larsen leap across the road. He crashed into Jason forcing him off the road. The jeep sped by in a cloud of dust. Brad Miller was back in town. (To be continued)