Date: Fri, 17 Jul 2020 20:30:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jeff Sanborn <jcsxx@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Jay and Me, chapter 1

This story is part true, part fiction.  How we met and the lgbt discussions
we had are true, but the rest is just fantasy. Any comments can be sent to
jcsxx@sbcglobal.net.

I coach high school Cross Country and Track. Jay came out for the Indoor
Track team his junior year and we hit it off right away. It turned out that
Jay had been running on his own for a couple years and his friends already
on the team finally convinced to join us. He was a natural fit and as we
got to know each other better I learned that we had a lot in common. We
even look a lot alike and if a stranger were to see the two of us together,
would assume we are father and son - we're both 6-2 and thin, with the
typical runner body, though Jay only weighs around 165 to my 185.

National Coming Out Day is in October during the fall Cross Country season
and I always put aside some time that day to talk to the team about LGBT,
explaining that I'm gay, and statistically there are others on the team
that also identify as gay. I'm one of the lucky ones...nobody has ever
cared about my sexuality and nothing ever changed after I made that
speech. I also mention that if anybody has questions or needs to talk, that
they should feel free to talk with me either in person, text, or email.
Surprisingly, nobody has ever taken advantage of that, but there have been
a few that came out publicly after graduating. That changed, sort of, the
fall season Jay joined us.

One day early in the season, we were doing form drills on the empty
baseball field. We had the biggest team in school history that season, so I
took half the team and my assistant coach had taken the other half so we
could move things along a little more quickly. We were about halfway
through our drills when I heard somebody loudly call a teammate "faggot". I
knew who said it, but I didn't say anything, understanding that it was just
the so called "locker room talk" with no malicious intent. When my
assistant coach came over, I told him what I had heard and that I was
planning to move up my annual coming out speech to Monday and would be
adding some comments about word choice. Drew said he'd heard somebody use
the same word but didn't know who it was. Drew's mom had come out as a
lesbian while he was in middle school (he was a recent graduate), so he was
also sensitive to word choices and was 100% behind the decision.

Monday came and I gave my speech, being sure not to say who we'd heard,
just what we'd heard. I used it as an educational moment instead of getting
mad and explained why some words are hurtful and to find better choices. We
had a short but good team discussion and I could see some understanding.

I was preparing dinner at home that evening when I got a text from Jay
apologizing profusely for his language, that it wasn't how he wanted to
represent himself. Ironically, it wasn't Jay that I'd heard, so there's a
good chance that Drew had indeed heard another team member use that
dreadful word "faggot" and that it was Jay.

I don't remember the whole text convo but it went on for about a half hour
and included some questions from Jay about coming out "for a friend." There
were some really good questions and statements from Jay that seemed too
well thought out to be spontaneous like you'd expect from a straight person
asking on behalf of a friend, so I was wondering about Jay's true intent
despite him having a girlfriend, but nothing more came of it until the end
of his freshman year of college 1.5 years later.

Jay decided to study architecture and chose a college a couple of hours
from our hometown. Architecture is actually one of the things we have in
common – I had hoped to have an architecture career but that didn't work
out because my family moved and the new school didn't have drafting (yeah,
I'm older...computer programs didn't exist yet haha) – so it gave us
something to sometimes talk about. His college dismissed earlier in the
spring than most others in the area, so he came to track practice one day
to say hi. I was working with one of the technical events that day and
prefer to stand back from the runway so I can see the entire chain of
action on the runway, and actually spent the entire practice that way
talking to Jay while calling out form and technique corrections to the
athletes. We hadn't seen each other since Jay had left for college nine
months before but had messaged back and forth a few times, so we were just
chatting, catching up on classes, summer plans, etc. when completely out of
the blue Jay said, "there's a lot more gay events in Boston than here."  I
was surprised he even noticed.

I paused for a moment, not quite sure how to respond to that. He was still
seeing his girlfriend, though she was attending college near NYC in the
opposite direction, so inside my head I'm thinking `is he trying to tell me
something?'  I decided to just say we used to have a Pride Parade and
related events, but it lost its primary sponsor a few years ago and now
just had a LGBT film fest during Pride Month. I decided to test him a bit
and invited him on a summer camping and hiking trip to the mountains.

Our camping weekend arrived a few weeks later and the weather forecast
looked good. I have a 3-person tent that really sleeps 2. It could probably
hold three kids, but not three adults. I decided that if anything sexual
were to happen between us, it would have to come from him, as I would
rather have the friendship than endanger it by doing something he didn't
want - the rest of the trip could be really awkward! I had even made sure
to tell him on Facebook that I wouldn't do anything inappropriate to which
he replied, "it's all good." I wasn't quite sure how to interpret that.
Did he instinctively know I was no threat to him, or did he have plans and
whatever I wanted to do was going to be ok?

We chose to go during the week when there are fewer people in the
campgrounds and on the hiking trails. I had already been there several
times and had a few favorite camp sites, mostly because they had privacy
from neighboring sites and the road winding through the campground. My
favorite site was still open when we arrived, and it had 100% privacy. We
set up the tent then left to hike a trail just a couple miles down the
road. It isn't too strenuous but has a good climb with good mountain views
at the top. Since it was during the week, there weren't any other cars in
the parking lot and we had the trail to ourselves. I half joking half
serious said I'd be hiking naked if he weren't with me. Jay kind of laughed
it off and shook his head but didn't say anything.

The night was warm, so when we crashed for the night, I decided to just
wear my boxer briefs to bed but Jay only stripped down to his boxers and a
t-shirt. I normally sleep in the nude, so I took off my briefs and tossed
them to the side on top of my bag after we had slipped under our blankets
and turned off the flashlight.

Sometime in the middle of the night I had to pee. I knew there was a
possibility that the sound of the tent zipper would wake Jay up but decided
to take care of business outside without putting on my briefs. If Jay woke
up and saw me naked, so be it. I didn't care if he saw me and just maybe it
would relax him enough to let me see him naked or more. It turned out to be
more.

A couple minutes after I pulled the blanket back over me, I heard a slight
rustling coming from Jay's direction but figured he was just rolling over
and kept my eyes shut while trying to fall back asleep. A moment later I
felt his hand lightly caressing my abs. A few moments later I could feel
him move his hand down toward my cock. Jay had a feather light touch and it
only took a few second for me to start getting hard. As I did, Jay wrapped
his hand around my cock and started jerking me off. This felt like a really
good time to return the favor, so I reached under his own blanket and
slipped my hand inside his boxers. It turned out we didn't just look alike,
but from the feel of things, we also had the same size dick and were both
cut, even his balls felt about the same size as mine. I'm 6" hard and stand
straight up along my abs when fully aroused and from the feel of things,
Jay was also cut and about 6". Neither of us said anything as we gave each
other a hand job. It was just the two of us stroking each other off under
the cover of darkness and our blankets and the sounds of our heavy
breathing along with the occasional hoot of an owl outside. I felt Jay's
balls tighten up as he got close to his climax and we came together in each
other's hand. As I withdrew my hand from Jay's cock and his blanket, I
could feel a little cum on my hand, so just licked it off as I basked in
the moment and drifted back to sleep.

I woke up shortly after the sunrise made it impossible to continue
sleeping. Jay was still asleep. He was facing me and looked so peaceful. As
I lie there just watching him, I had a lot of thoughts going through my
head. What happened in the middle of the night was a little bit of a
surprise, but not totally, and it had only partly answered my questions
about his true sexuality, so there were still some serious questions. After
all, he still had a girlfriend back home – was he actually gay or bi?
Was it a one-time thing? Was there a chance at a relationship? I remembered
that one of the things I'd told him during that long ago text conversation
was that everybody needs to come out at their own pace and on their own
terms, so as I gazed at him sleeping just an arm reach away, I decided to
let Jay take the lead on answering all those questions.


Jay woke up a few minutes later. It was sweet watching him just open one
eye, then the other, blinking in the bright sunlight peeking through the
trees and into the tent. We just stayed like that for a couple minutes
gazing at each other before pulling off our blankets and getting dressed
for the day. Jay had taken off his boxers sometime after our nighttime fun
and this was the first time either of us had ever seen the other naked
despite what happened sometime in the middle of the night. I tried to look
a little casual as I gazed over his body, but I don't think I succeeded. As
my eyes wandered down his body, I learned he had the beginnings of a hairy
chest, but a full bush down below. That was one thing that was different
between us – I have a slightly hairy chest but trim my pubes and shave
my balls. I was too busy taking in Jay's body to know if he was evaluating
mine the same way but suspected he was.

As it turned out, Jay didn't say anything about our nocturnal activities. I
decided to let it go, knowing that he'd remember my words about coming out
on our own terms when we're ready. Everything else was normal, which was
good, as I was a little worried that he would feel a bit weirded out. At
breakfast we talked about our upcoming hikes for the day. We planned to do
two hikes and if time allowed, we wanted to do some outlet shopping.

The hikes were awesome. The first one had some great views of the mountain
range and the valleys below and the second one had a beautiful waterfall. I
love waterfalls and since this one isn't heavily promoted – probably
because it is a more challenging hike than the hikes to other area
waterfalls – we only saw a few people hiking down as we were hiking
up. We had the falls to ourselves and hung out for a while enjoying the
sounds of the falling water and just relaxing on the rocks. We decided to
just hang there for a little bit and skip the outlet shopping.

When we got back to the campground, we showered in separate stalls and then
had dinner. I had taught Jay how to play cribbage the night before, so we
played more of that and a couple other games. It was another warm evening,
so we were both just wearing running shorts and a t-shirt. It was way past
sunset and we were playing at the picnic table with just the light from the
lantern. As we finished up, Jay stood up and walked behind me as I gathered
up the cards. Next thing I knew, I felt Jay's hands giving me a shoulder
rub. After our long day of hiking and carrying packs, it felt awesome, and
I moaned in satisfaction. Jay kept going, digging deep into my muscles and
as he got lower and lower on my back, I was leaning forward a bit to give
him easier access. When he got to my low back I felt him lean forward and
as he put his head next to my ear he whispered, "let's fuck."

Jay moved his hands under my shirt and gradually lifted it over my head as
I lifted my arms. I turned off the lantern, then turned around to face him
so I could kiss him. Our first one! All the while, Jay kept his hands
inside my shorts. Our lips met as his hands continued their massage on my
ass cheeks. My shorts eventually fell to the ground, leaving me standing
there naked and making out with Jay under the moonlight.

I lifted Jay's shirt over his head and tossed it aside before letting my
hands wander down his chest and then inside his shorts to his not so
flaccid cock. I broke off our kiss so I could kiss the rest of him, going
down to his neck before spending time on his nips. He was moaning in
ecstasy as I took first his left nip between my lips and sucked on it, then
his right. I could feel his dick leaking major amounts of precum and as I
wandered even further down his lean body, I peeled his shorts off. We were
now both stark naked standing in the darkness at our campsite, with me
kneeling in front his cock, which was standing straight up toward the
stars. I quickly engulfed it in my mouth and took all of him at once as I
fondled his balls in my hand. I continued for a couple minutes before
getting up and bending over the picnic table.

I bent over the picnic table and felt him behind me. First his hand,
finding my hole and stretching me out a bit with his finger. He then knelt
down and started rimming me. I could feel his tongue find my hole, getting
it nice and wet. He definitely knew what he was doing.

When Jay came up for air I changed position, getting on the table and
laying down on my back with my ass at the edge. Pulling my knees to my
chest, I gave him easy access to my hole. He knew what to do and started
finger fucking me again, getting two, then three fingers inside me, making
sure I was ready for his cock. I was begging him to fuck me, to just stick
his cock inside me. The table was at a perfect height for us as Jay stuck
his cock inside me. He didn't take it slow and it was a surprisingly easy
entry. He started fucking me fast and furious, and I could hear the
slapping of our bodies every time he pushed forward into my ass. I was
stroking myself as Jay fucked me silly and we again both came at the same
time. I felt ropes of my own cum landing on my chest and abs as Jay's cum
filled my ass.

We cleaned up by using our t-shirts, then went for a hug and another make
out session under the stars. As we broke off, we held our foreheads
together in an intimate pose of togetherness. As we gazed into each other's
eyes I said, "I guess we need to talk."

Jay was quiet for a few seconds, then said "Yeah, but can we do it
tomorrow?" After breaking off, we just left our clothes on the ground and
walked to the tent, butt naked and holding hands.

Be sure to check back for chapter 2 when Jay and I are back home!