Date: Tue, 10 Jan 2017 04:38:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: The Very Best Of Friends III Ian looked toward Justin; fear very clearly etched on his beautiful smooth face. Justin's expression was not of fear, at least not as much as his young lovers', but more one of concern. He knew his grandmother well enough to know that they weren't in trouble per se but he really didn't know what to expect. The boys sat on the soft Hawaiian print sofa, one at each end, while Angie perched on the edge of a matching overstuffed chair. "Before I get too far I need you to know something, especially you Justin. Although you never met him and I doubt your parents have talked about him much, I had a brother, your grand uncle Vernon. Vern was the sweetest, kindest, most talented man I think I've ever known. He wouldn't harm a flea, would do anything for almost anybody, could play a piano like a professional and had a voice to match. Vern died a good ten years before you boys were born. He was gay, and he died of complications from Aids, one of the first back when we knew little of the disease, and it was a long drawn out and painful situation for both of us. We didn't have any support like there is today and my father, your great grandfather, hadn't spoken to Vern in twenty years so there was only his partner Eddie and me with Vern at the end. Eddie passed away from aids about three years later and of course I was with him at the end as well." "I have some knowledge about what it means to be gay, boys, so I don't have any issues at all with your sexuality. I'm guessing from the contents of your bag Justin that this isn't a passing phase but probably something more serious and therefore long term. I'm also going to guess that no one, at least in your families, is aware of anything out of the ordinary?" the last stated more as a question, to which both boys shook their heads. Angie nodded her head and went on. "Okay, then I'm also going to assume that, while you've probably been sexually active with each other, you haven't been with anyone else, and I ask that not because I want to know about your sex lives but because of the danger of disease." "No Angie," Justin answered, "neither of us have been with anyone else and no one but you knows or even suspects anything." Angie nodded her head and continued. "Well I thumbed through the book and it looks like it offers good information and advice. I would like you both to be able to feel comfortable with your sexuality, at least around me, and if you have any questions, I'll do my best to answer them for you. What you do in the privacy of your own bedroom Justin is totally up to you and I'll respect that privacy. I do think though that you should start doing your own laundry and that includes towels and linen and if you need help in learning how to operate the machinery let me know. Any questions?" she said as she stood up, the boys doing the same and Justin going to her and giving her a hug. "Thanks Angie," Justin said as his grandmother hugged him and patted his back. "You know," she said after they broke apart, "this is gay pride week and if I'm not mistaken the parade is tomorrow morning and there will be things going on the rest of the day over at the McCoy Pavilion. What do you say we make a day of it?" The boys looked at each other, nodded their heads in agreement and said that would be pretty cool. "Okay then. So, it's getting on toward dinnertime. Are you guy's hungry or did you fill up on movie junk?" "We can always eat Angie," Justin commented with a smile, Ian's head bobbing in assent. "All righty then," Angie replied then appeared to be giving the idea some thought before going on. "I have just the place in mind. A little elegant, good food, and I think you'll appreciate the ambiance," she said with a smile. Twenty minutes later the cab dropped them off at a street corner on Kuhio Street in Waikiki and Angie led them around the corner, up a narrow set of stairs, along a short balcony lined with tables for two and inside the second floor of the building. The lobby area was small and quite dark, most of the light provided by a huge but dimly lit fish tank that contained about a half dozen or so brightly colored tropical fish. They were there barely thirty seconds when a slender, elegant looking middle aged man materialized from behind the deep crimson cloth hanging behind the podium that served as the front desk. "Angie, how are you," he asked in a voice that identified him as probably gay. "You hardly ever come see us any more," his tone only slightly admonishing, the smile on his face letting them all know he was teasing her. "Well you know it is Anthony. This is my grandson Justin," she said introducing the boy who offered his hand to the man, "and his friend Ian," she went on, indicating the dark haired boy who offered his hand as well. "Gentlemen, it's a pleasure. Dinner I presume dear lady," a statement more than a question to which Angie nodded her head. Anthony led them around a corner into the small dinning area to a corner table where he seated Angie, the boys seating themselves. "Jason will be your server this evening, enjoy your meal." A boy not much older than Justin and Ian was at their table almost immediately with a water pitcher and menu's, smiling at each boy as he turned the heavy crystal glasses in front of them upright and delicately filled them with water. As he walked away Angie commented on what a cutie he was, almost as cute as the boys she was with. Both boys blushed slightly, each in their own minds also thinking how cute the boy was. They looked over the menu, each commenting on the limited number of items listed in front of them. About the time they had decided what they wanted, another impeccably dressed, slender man materialized at their tableside. "My name is Jason, I'll be your server this evening." He went on to explain what the specials of the evening were and answered questions then took their orders, along with Angie's request for a Vodka seven with a twist. Like Anthony, Jason appeared as though he might be gay, his voice and overall presence leading the boys to that conclusion. As they looked around them in the dimly lighted room, the boys noticed that the few patrons besides themselves all appeared to be couples and they were all men, most of them with heads close together as though involved in intimate conversation. "Is everybody here gay Angie?" Justin asked quietly. Angie smiled and said that the place did in fact cater to the gay population and therefore, she guessed, most if not all of the staff was gay and in all probability so were the patrons. "I thought that maybe it would be a good idea to begin getting you both exposed to the gay side of the city. That doesn't mean that gay people and places are the only ones that you'll associate with but many gay and lesbian people like to be around others, at least sometimes, that are like they are. It's hard to be able to kiss your lover in public, or show other signs of affection like breeders do. In places like this you can sit next to each other, hold hands, or even kiss and no one thinks anything of it. "Breeders," Justin asked. Angie nodded her head. "Straight people. It's a gay term much like queer or fag but without the inflammatory nature. Do you know where the Aquarium is?" Both boys nodded their heads and Angie went on, "Well between there and the concession stand as well as the area just on the Walls side of the concession area is referred to as Queen's beach, or the gay beach. It's where many gay men congregate. I suppose there's a great deal of cruising that takes place but like here, it's a place where you don't have to hide the fact that you're gay, it's a safe place. There are very few places in Waikiki where I would feel comfortable leaving my beach bag and towel, or for you guys your backpack, but at Queen's beach you can do that and your things will be pretty safe." "What's cruising Angie," Ian asked and she went on to explain that particular activity to the boys and just as she finished Jason brought their salads. The waiter appeared solicitous of the boys, asking them if they wished for ground pepper, extra croutons or anything else. The boys both handled it well, although after Jason left Justin asked if the waiter were cruising them. She shrugged her shoulders in a "who knows" gesture but her smile said that she did indeed know and the answer was most likely yes. She did go on to explain that gay men often flirted shamelessly but that the goal wasn't for sex, just the fun of flirting. As boy's they could expect that men much older than they were might attempt flirting or even more with them if such men suspected that the boys were gay. "So don't be too surprised is you choose to go to Queen's beach and you get cruised or even propositioned, although that probably wouldn't happen." This prompted a conversation about why men would want to be with boys and Angie explained it the best she could, stating that amongst other things, both boys were cute as the dickens and should probably expect advances from both males and females. That statement caused a degree of flushing on both of the smooth young faces. Dinner arrived about the time they finished their salads; a huge stuffed Portabello mushroom for Angie, Seared Swordfish for Justin, and a Grilled New York Strip for Ian. The boy's meals came with Julienne bell peppers stir fried with an Amaretto sauce and of course there was warm fresh bread for the table. Talk was at a minimum while they ate, the small dining room filling up to capacity before they were half through, and twenty minutes after the plates were set down Jason was there to remove them. "We have a lovely homemade double chocolate brownie served warm with fresh raspberries and raspberry sauce as our special dessert tonight. In addition we have a variety of other handmade desserts if you'd like." Angie declined but both boys went for the brownie and Jason recommended that unless they were still pretty hungry they might want to share one. They were glad they did. It had to be almost five inches square and two and half inches high with berries piled on top and liberal amount of sauce drizzled across the top and down the sides. Each boy almost swooned with his first bite, which induced Angie to try a nibble, and she too declared it to be about the best she'd ever eaten. Anthony stopped by the table as they were finishing and asked how the meal had gone then made small talk with Angie for a moment while the boys looked about the room. Justin commented to Ian on the amount of couples where one of the men appeared to be much older than the other. Anthony had over heard the comment and not detecting any censure or condemnation in their voices, briefly explained to the boys that sort of arrangement was not unusual in the gay community. "Are you going to the parade tomorrow," he asked, querying the table in general but looking more toward Angie. "Yeah we are," Justin responded, Ian nodding his head beside the boy. Anthony's eyebrow raised, but almost unnoticeably, and he added that he hoped they had a good time then told Angie he hoped to see her more often. Angie stood up and gave the man a slight little hug, murmuring in his ear. Jason arrived with the check, Angie produced a credit card, signed the ticket when Jason returned and the three of them headed out the front door. The tables on the balcony were now full as well and as they came to the last table before the stairs they saw a man eating a meal with boy who looked to be their age, or even younger as he seemed pretty small. The boy was very cute and looked at Justin and Ian as they approached, almost as though he were appraising them, and smiled at them as they passed, his bright blue eyes twinkling. "Hey Angela," the man spoke as they passed and all three turned around to face the slender handsome man and the young boy. "Hello Eli," Angie responded, "how are you doing, I haven't seen you around for awhile? Eli, this is my grandson Justin and his friend Ian." Everyone extended hands for a shake and the man introduced the boy as his hanai son, Majah, then went on to say that he'd been busy and hadn't attended meetings much in the past five or six months. Angie was standing next to Eli, which placed the boys close to Majah who asked, "Are you going to the parade tomorrow?" Ian answered that they were, Justin a little surprised that the boy had asked. Majah said that was pretty cool and maybe they'd run into each other or something. Angie finished her conversation and they all tromped down the stairs, managing to catch a cab standing at the curb. On the way home Justin asked who Eli was and Angie explained that he owned an apartment building fairly close to her home and that she owned two other houses in the general neighborhood and she'd met Eli at one of the neighborhood meetings that took place once a month. Like Eli though, she hadn't attended for some time. "What's a hanai son? Ian asked. Angie explained that it was what the Hawaiian's called someone who wasn't related by blood, marriage or other legal means but who you were very close to. The Hawaiian's often had huge extended families and those sorts of relationships were a normal part of the culture in the islands. "The boy, Majah, asked if we were going to the parade so I wonder if that means he's gay," Justin commented, then added, "I wonder if Eli is gay too then." Angie went on, stating that it wasn't her place to "out" anyone but that yes, Eli was gay and in all probability so was Majah. What she didn't say was that it was entirely possible that Eli and Majah were lovers although that too was none of her business, nor was she concerned about it. Angie had been in and around the gay community most of her adult life and knew that such arrangements existed and that often they were essentially healthy despite what most mental health workers and the general public thought. She knew Eli to be a good, caring, honest man and that if he and the boy were lovers it was because the boy wanted it to be so and that he would be being treated very well and with dignity and respect. Justin and Ian had a great deal to learn about the gay community and being gay but they didn't need to get it all in one shot. Back at the house, they watched TV for a while and the boys wandered off to Justin's room. They stripped and went into the bathroom, got the shower adjusted and climbed in. They held on to each other under the spray, kissing deeply, rubbing each other's backs and just being close. They finally separated and began the cleansing process, using liquid body soap and performing the basic grooming tasks on each other, working gently around genitals and adding an occasional squeeze or fondle. Both boys were hard as rocks before they even got in the shower and by the time the water was turned off, their emotional state was as charged as their young teenage cocks. Dried off, they lie on Justin's big bed and thumbed through the gay sex book, handling their respective genitals, nursing their hard cocks and gently fondling their balls. "I really want to try doing stuff with our bottoms, you know, like licking it there and that kind of stuff," Justin stated. "It was fun licking under your balls that time," he added "I know, if was fun for me too and I want to try those things," Ian said so they turned to the chapter on rimming and got a clear idea of the operation although they didn't really need any instruction, it was more a matter of working up to the task. They read a few more chapters, thumbing through the book and stopping when they saw an illustration that they liked, and there were a great deal of those. They finally put the book down, turned of the light on the nightstand and left a small one on, although the moon coming in through the window offered a great deal of light. The lay side by side, hugging each other, looking into each other's eyes, kissing softly, hands rubbing faces, shoulders, hips, backs and generally just loving each other in a gentle affirming manner. "I so love being with you Ian," Justin said quietly. He paused a moment then said, "Actually, I think I love you. I can't imagine not having you in my life, not being with you. I want you to be with me forever." "I know. I feel the same way," Ian responded. I never felt like this before, this close. I never want to be away from you Justy, never." Ian kissed his lover on the lips and what started as a soft I love you sort of kiss, segued into an open mouth, tongue battling nostrils flaring passionate kiss. Ian was the one to break and moved right to Justin's neck, the soft indent where head meets shoulder and nuzzled his lips there. Justin's body shivered, goose bumps spread immediately down his entire side and he moaned softly. Ian continued moving south and stopped at a nipple to suckle. The boys hadn't really experimented with those little nubbins of flesh so this was the first real excursion for both of them. He sucked on Justin's nipple, while his hand tweaked its' twin. Justin gasped, his breathing becoming a little more rapid and low moans came from his throat. The hand that was playing with the nipple decided to venture further south and the fingers trailed lightly over Justin's chest and belly causing him to wiggle since it tickled. Ian's marauding fingers found Justin's pubic patch but bypassed the throbbing cock growing from the small nest. Instead the fingers went down along the inside of the thigh where it meets the pubic bone and tickled the side of Justin's balls. Justin automatically spread his legs open even more than they had been and Ian kept moving, down underneath the little sperm makers. Only then did Ian's mouth leave the nipple and he licked his way downward until Justin's cock poked him in the cheek. He turned his head and came eye to eye with his lover's delicious pale cock, saw the single tear in its' eye and swiped it off with his tongue then took the entire head into his warm mouth. Justin tensed his body in reflex, thrusting his hips upward for a moment before relaxing back on the bed. Ian's fingers moved to the area under Justin's smooth ball sac and tickled there, the back of his hand sort of holding the balls up and away so that he could get to that very sensitive spot at the base of the sac. He suckled his young lover's cock while his fingers trailed up and down on the seam of flesh that ran from the balls to the asshole, although he didn't get to the latter because Justin's cheeks wouldn't let him in. Ian turned sideways on the bed so that he could have full access to Justin's smooth balls and began licking at the sac and its orbs, pushing them around with his tongue. He raised onto his knees to get further down in the crack and Justin, knowing where Ian was headed. Spread open ever farther for him. Ian had wrapped one arm over Justin's hip and grasped onto on cheek and pulled it open in order to let Ian inside but still it wasn't quite enough. "Let me move a little bit Ian," Justin suggested and swung his leg over Ian's body so that Ian was sort of caught between the two legs. The thing was, now Ian was looking right at Justin's slender pale ass, the crack slightly darker than the skin around it. Justin's smooth balls were hanging down in front Ian so he licked at the soft skin causing Justin to jump a little. Ian used one hand to pull a cheek open and exposed Justin's tight wrinkled hole to him. He'd seen it once before so wasn't totally surprised or shocked. "Its kind of beautiful, in its own way," the boy thought to himself. Ian leaned in closer and sort of sniffed about and detected nothing but the odor of their body soap then let his tongue snake out and take a quick lick at the pink muscle. Deciding after a couple of licks that it was okay, Ian settled it for a good time, licking and slurping all over the muscle and the area around it. Justin was trying to push his ass backwards as if to open himself up even more for Ian's tongue. "Oooohhhhhhh Ian that feels so awesome good, wait till I do it for you." He moaned. "How about now," Ian responded, kissing the object of his licking and moving away. "It kinda makes my mouth and tongue a little sore after a bit." He moved out away from Justin then lay beside his lover and they held each other, deep throated kissing while their hands were busy stroking each other's hard and leaking cocks. Justin finally broke away and slid down between Ian's legs and began sucking his boy cock, licking the shaft, sucking the head, fondling his soft smooth balls then moving down under Ian's nuts and licking in there. He spent a few moments working up, or down, to rimming Ian but finally told him to roll over, which Ian promptly did. Justin just looked for a few moments, admiring Ian's slender ass, his darker skin and the even darker line of is ass crack. His lingered on Ian's balls, hanging down far enough to almost rest totally on the bed and had Justin not been where he was, keeping Ian from being flat, then they would have rested there. As it was they hung sort of and Justin flicked his tongue out and licked at the dangling flesh causing Ian to jump a little. He moved upward, licking at that ever-present seam of flesh that looks like a hem line on the balls and goes to the asshole. Justin finally reached out to, and peeled open, a firm butt cheek exposing Ian's crinkled hole and like Ian he took a moment to look things over before thrusting his tongue in boldly. Knowing how it felt, Justin wanted his lover to feel the same great feelings that he had. He dove right in and began licking and slurping as though it were an ice ream cone on a hot summer day and within a minute Ian was moaning and wiggling just as his young lover had just moments before. "Oh gosh you're right Justy it feels so awesome good." Justin stopped to say "I know" then went back to devouring Ian's asshole with renewed vigor, snaking one hand underneath the boy and stroking on his rampant teen cock while he rimmed. "Oh God Justin, try put your finger in me," Ian moaned, so while Justin went about getting the lube and preparing a finger, Ian rolled to his back and when Justin was ready, pulled his legs back to open himself up. Justin got on his knees between Ian's legs and gently inserted his middle finger into the boys' hole, moving slowly until the knuckles of his hand hit Ian's butt cheeks. "Oooohhhhh man that feels weird Justy but it feels good too," Ian said quietly. Justin slid his finger out and then back in, going slowly and not wanting to create any pain for Ian but pain was the last thing the young teen was feeling. On the third trip inside Justin slid past Ian's prostate gland causing its owner to moan loudly. "Ohhh God Justin you just hit some spot that makes me go wild." Justin didn't see any choice but to find that magic spot again and when he did, causing Ian to declare it found, Justin massaged it a few times driving Ian crazy. "I have an idea Ian," Justin said, stopping for a moment. "Put some lube on your cock." Ian did as Justin asked and once done, Justin grasped onto it and slathered the lube all over the shaft and swollen head. Ian went nuts again but not nearly as much as a few minutes later when Justin massaged the head of Ian's hard young cock and his prostate at the same time. That was the first time that Ian swore. "Ooohhhhh fuck Justin," I can't stand it. that is so sensitive oh my God," he moaned softly, his voice filled with the lust that any fourteen year old boy in the throes of sexual stimulation would normally have. Justin noticed that it seemed deeper than usual somehow and meant to ask his lover about it when things were settled down. After they cummed he thought to himself and giggled. "I'm gonna cum Justy, I'm gonna fuckin cum get off the head please oh shit oh fuck," and that was it. Justin moved to Ian's shaft and stroked it rapidly as his finger continued to fuck the boy's asshole. He felt Ian's cock swell and the little nut of meat inside Ian's asshole go way hard and Ian came with a force neither boy had seen before, either together or separately. Ian thrust his hips into the air as far as they'd go and the first shot of his sperm shot over his shoulder to land on the pillow by his head. The first explosion was followed a series of blasts that, while not gaining quite the distance of the first one, certainly set new records for the body making the shots. "Oh man Ian you shot clear over your head," Justin said excitedly as he continued to jack off and finger fuck his young lover who had sunk back onto the bed. The spectacular eruption ended fairly quickly, as boy orgasms usually do, but his heaving belly took considerably longer. Justin let go of Ian's pulsing cock and slipped his finger out of Ian's asshole, checking it to make sure there was no residue on it and discovering it was clean. Ian moaned just a bit when the finger vacated his body, missing its presence. "That... Was... The... Most intense fucking cum I have ever had in my entire sperm making life. I swear Justy it was totally awesome." He sat up and pulled Justin to him and planted a monster kiss on his perfect lips then said, "And you helped to make it happen." Ian was quiet for a moment, looking into Justin's eyes soft blue eyes then added quietly, "I love you so much Justin. I just realized it, just now. I do love you. You mean everything to me. I want to be with you forever," and he kissed Justin again, this time softly and with conviction. That wasn't to say that he didn't feel passionate, just that he knew that he didn't have to be wild and crazy with the kiss. Justin would know. The other boy just kept looking at him, a small Mona Lisa sort of smile on his lips. "I know Ian. I feel the same way. I love you too and I want to be with you always. I don't know how we're going to make it happen after summer is over but I hope we can figure something out." He kissed Ian back, kissing Ian's lips as gently as he could, moving a hand up to caress his young lover's beutiful sweet smooth face. "Common Justy," Ian said after the kiss ended, "Let me show you how awesomely cool it feels to cum with a finger in your butt." The two boys went back to making out, starting off slowly and Ian working Justin up into a fog of hotness. When he slipped his lubed finger inside asshole the other boy moaned loudly and when Ian rubbed against his prostate Justin thought he'd died and gone to sexual stimulation heaven. The next step was to lube his way cute lovers' throbbing cocklet and massage the slippery head until Justin begged Ian to make him squirt, which he did. "Oh shit Ian, make me cum, I can't stand it please make me squirt." Ian kept his finger against Justin's prostate, massaging back and forth as he gave Ian's cock head a few more squishes in his slippery hand then moved of the head to the shaft and stroked him furiously for about four strokes before the cock in his hand stiffened, the hips that it was attached to thrust up into the air. The small cock head spit out a glob of white goo that went a good two feet in the air and came back down to land on his heaving belly, the second shot popping out like a roman candle before the first one returned to earth. Two more spits of young boy sperm followed the other two before the hips fell back onto the bed, Ian continuing to stroke the cock, albeit slower. The finger stopped movement in Justin's hole but stayed in place, at least for a little while longer. Ian reflected on what it was like when Justin pulled the finger out of Ian's butt and at the time had sort felt like he wanted to stay in there just a little bit longer. It was something they would have to talk about...later. Justin continued to breathe heavily but his eyes were open, if one could consider those little slits open, and a half smile adorned his pretty face. Ian decided it was time and slowly pulled his finger out of Justin's butt. When Justin was finally able to speak he thanked Ian and told him how awesome it felt having that spot in his ass touched, especially when he came. "I can't imagine what it's going to be like having your cock inside me," grasping the object of discussion as he mentioned it. "Come one, let's go shower," he added, taking Ian's hand and leading him to the bathroom. The boys soaped and washed each other in the time honored method that loves have; slow and easy and getting into all the nooks and crannies. Neither boy had lost much of his erection in the sperming process and so half way through the shower they were both hard as ever, cocks throbbing in anticipation of yet another tribute to Eros. With bodies all but covered in soap suds the hugged and kissed, their lower bodies slipping and sliding against each other, hard cocks side my side between firm young bellies. Hands slipped to butts where they fondled and kneaded the welcoming flesh, pulling each into the other to create even more pressure on centers of their excitement. Necks were kissed and nuzzled, ears blown into and suckled and heat levels brought to the fevered pitch that boys all experience in their teenage years and strive for in adult hood. Breathing became ragged as they humped against each other, mashing their rigid dicks against each other, bringing their smooth young balls to the point of releasing their precious product. Both boys felt it and continued what they were doing for another, oh, 10 seconds. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum again Justin," Ian moaned into the other boys' ear. Justin could only mutter agreement as he too was on the brink of explosion. Ian pushed them against the wall of the shower for leverage, gripped onto Justin's slim hips and ground his cock into his lover's lower belly. "Oooohhhh god, Ohhhhh shit, Ooohhhhhh, Unnnnggggg," the moans flowed from both young teens, their voices mixing in the air as their sperm flowed out to mix with soap and water against their heaving skin. The intensity of the feelings caused a weakness in the legs that required effort to remain standing, although they both were sagging and their bump and grind decreased to a slow rubbing against each other. Their lips met, seemingly by mutual consent and they kissed, a deep-throated tongue battling kiss usually reserved for the beginning of orgasm, not the end. "Fuckin A that is always so intense a way to cum," Ian managed to get out between heavy breathes. Justin nodded his head just before he let it drop onto Ian's shoulder. They stayed huggled together for a good two minutes before finally breaking apart. They looked down to see the mess that they'd created, the sperm visibly different than the soap. They finished their shower, an act that required more soap to break up and remove the sticky goo of their love offering. Of course the stuff stuck in their pubic hair thus needed a little more grooming to get it out. Back in bed, they hugged together, gently giving each other lips kisses, loving words spoken softly and just looking into each other's eyes, hand gently rubbing shoulders, backs and hips. That they loved each other and were in love with each other was beyond any question. "Do you think the parade and stuff tomorrow will be fun Ian," Justin asked. Ian responded in the affirmative, saying that he thought that it would be and he was looking forward to it. "I wonder if we'll see that boy, Majah. He's kinda cute don't you think?" Ian put on a mock angry voice and tickled Justin, asking if he was looking at other boys already and Justin responded with giggling and squirming to get away from Ian's probing fingers. "Yeah," Ian said after he stopped, "he is a cute boy and I don't know if we'll see him or not. I wonder if he's gay. I wonder if he and that man are being sexy together, do you think they are, do you think he's gay?" A discussion followed regarding the questions put forth and the general consensus was that the boy was most likely gay and the odds were that he was being sexy with the man which segued into a could you ever do that sort of conversation and that segued into being sexy with the boy, both as an individual and/or as a three way, all of the boys involved. Justin's immediate answer was a huge yawn that prompted a matching one from Ian. They didn't resolve the question, instead drifting seamlessly into sleep, holding on to each other in the gentle way that lovers have. Justin woke in the middle of the night from a dream that had something to do with his cock and his balls but he couldn't remember. As he came up out of the sleep he realized that it was Ian who was fondling him. "Ian," Justin said softly and his newly discovered boyfriend didn't answer. He called the boys' name again and nothing. Ian was fully asleep while working his lover's delicious boy parts. Justin wondered what Ian was dreaming. He gently pulled away then groped his own crotch, tugging on his hanging balls and squeezing up and down the length of his raging boner before rolling to his side and going back to sleep. "Wow, really," Ian said the next morning when Justin told him what had transpired in the night. "I have no idea what I was dreaming," the boy said.