An Improbable Love
By: Morris Henderson
(© 2008 by the author)
 

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Chapter Eleven

During the short drive to campus, neither boy spoke. TJ was quietly evaluating the suggestion offered by his boy friend (who wisely remained silent to give the younger boy time to consider whether and how to improve the father-son relationship).

By the time they arrived on campus, the decision was clear. Although he disapproved of his father's prejudices and disliked his aloof formality, the promise of a better relationship was compelling. He would tell his father that he loved him!

The small auditorium was filling up when they arrived at the concert but they were able to find good seats half way back in the center section. TJ wasn't sure that he would enjoy the music but he would try because it would be one more shared interest with the boy he loved.

When the concert was over, they walked to Neil's dorm room, picking up TJ's things from the car on the way.

"Did you enjoy the music, TJ?"

"Yes. Most of it."

"Most of it?"

"Yeah. The parts where there was a melody. In some of the other parts, I had a hard time picking out the melody. I guess that just shows you how little I know about music."

"I understand," Neil replied. "One has to study music to appreciate all of it."

"And I want to learn about it! I never wanted to before but since I've met you ... well ... this sounds dumb. Don't laugh. I just want to be a big part of your life and maybe appreciating music would help."

Neil laughed. "If that's what you want, I can give you a lesson in Music Appreciation 101. Then we can go to sleep and continue your education tomorrow instead of going to the Smithsonian."

The suggestion made TJ scowl.

"Can you think of something better to do?" Neil asked teasingly.

TJ grinned and said, "I can think of a few things. You could, for example, continue with my sex education lessons."

"No need for that. You've already demonstrated your talent in that department."

Most of the rooms in the dorm housed two or even three students but Neil was fortunate to have a single room. The solitude of having no roommates could be lonely at times but privacy is exactly what the two love-struck teens wanted. The room was sparsely furnished: a desk and chair, bookcase, closet, and a single bed. The bed, of course, was all the boys needed or wanted for the next two nights.

Upon entering the room, Neil closed and locked the door. TJ dropped his sleeping bag and overnight case on the floor. The boys immediately embraced and locked in a kiss that was passionate to the point of being violent as each of their cocks began to swell.

Eventually, they broke their kiss. No words passed between them. Each of them knew the agenda. Impatiently, they began to undress the other. It wasn't long before they stood naked before each other with clothes dropped haphazardly on the floor and their cocks at attention. Neil led TJ to the bed and laid him down on his back. He then laid on top of him, supporting most of his weight on his elbows and knees but allowing their naked bodies to be in full contact. He ground his crotch into the younger boy's, rubbing their erections together. Then he began the full treatment. He began with a deep kiss before licking and kissing his lover's neck, his chest, his newly protruding nipples, and his stomach. TJ was ecstatic and compulsively moaned as each new area of his body was stimulated.

By the time Neil reached the firm, throbbing cock nestled in a small but thick bush of pubic hair, precum was drooling down and pooling on TJ's stomach. The experienced teen licked it up before taking one ball, then the other, then both into his mouth for a gently erotic stimulation. He then licked and kissed the still-leaking cock from the base slowly upward to the helmeted crown. Its firm rigidity revealed the younger boy's increasing arousal.

As eager as he was to relish the gift of hot cream, Neil took his time to be sure that his partner would be at the very peak of arousal when the moment came. He sensed that just a little more stimulation might be necessary so he teased the hot, throbbing rod with his tongue and lips.

His companion was now moaning, clenching the sheet with his fists, compulsively bucking his hips, and unmistakably in a state of erotic delight. The moment had come to give his lover euphoric release. He vigorously stroked up and down with his mouth, taking in almost the full length of the throbbing cock.

Suddenly, TJ uncontrollably uttered a loud and throaty howl. Several volleys of cum erupted and nearly filled his boyfriend's waiting mouth. He then shuddered and collapsed, almost paralyzed by the intensity of his orgasm.

Neil tenderly milked the remaining drops of cum but stopped before the drained cock became too sensitive to touch. He crawled alongside his lover, hugged him, and waited for him to recover.

When TJ's heart slowed and his breathing became more normal, he said, "God, that was awesome! The biggest and most intense orgasm I've ever had! I felt it in my whole body, not just my cock!"

"That makes me happy. I wanted it to be special for you."

TJ kissed the boy he loved and said, "You know you may have set a standard. I may expect the same intense feelings every time. Even after we've done it a hundred times."

"I can't promise that. But I can promise that I'll try."

TJ then returned the favor. His technique was not as skillful as that of his more experienced companion but he probably enjoyed giving pleasure more. His sensitivity to Neil's readiness was not as acute but his efforts were rewarded with an ample load of cum that he savored and reluctantly swallowed.

They snuggled with arms and legs entwined for a long time enjoying the bliss of togetherness. TJ began, almost unconsciously, running a finger around and across the top of one of Neil's nipples. It wasn't done to arouse him. It was merely a reminder to himself that he was free to do so without guilt or shame or fear of being called queer. He felt totally at peace. Still with no thoughts of arousing Neil, his hand slowly made its way downward. He found his target and wrapped his fingers around Neil's flaccid cock. He didn't fondle it. He just held it ... because he could.

Neil welcomed the attention. It meant as much to him as active sex. It was a welcome sign that his new boy friend was satisfied with simply being together, touching, and feeling the warmth of each other's bodies. He thoroughly enjoyed the relaxing contentment of a post-orgasmic union of two bodies and two souls. It was something his first boyfriend rarely offered to him. The obvious conclusion was that he had discovered yet another facet of compatibility with the adoring boy that now rested peacefully beside him.

Was it merely compatibility? He recalled his torturous analysis of his new relationship during recent days. Were his feelings genuine love?

YES! TJ was what his former boyfriend was not. He was young but thoughtful. He had an analytical mind but was capable of feeling and showing emotion. He cared for others as much and perhaps more than himself. An accident of fate had brought them together. The initial, physical attraction morphed surprisingly quickly into a genuine affection. Improbable? Yes, but possible.

Although the hand wrapped around his cock was motionless, Neil felt a stirring in his crotch, a stirring that was unmistakably the portent of an erection.

TJ felt his lover's cock begin to swell. Too soon after an orgasm for another, he thought, so he merely held on. If the feel of Neil's soft cock was pleasant, the feel of it hard would be even more so. He was content to just hold it. The younger teen didn't know it but that's precisely what his lover wanted: the subtle stimulation of intimate contact without the pressure to ejaculate.

Each boy had the overwhelming feeling that they were a single entity, their minds and bodies were fused. It was immensely satisfying and hard to believe that they had bonded so quickly.

After several minutes of intimate cuddling, Neil reached down to hold TJ's cock and was not completely surprised to find it hard. Very gradually, each boy began fondling the other. Neither of them had the intention of triggering another orgasm but both of them delighted in what they were doing and what was being done to them.

Predictably, however, the prolonged foreplay created an urge. The urge became a need. TJ felt the familiar sensation that signaled the beginning of a climax but it was too late to hold back. Cum oozed out slowly and ran down his companion's fingers.

"I'm sorry, Neil. I didn't mean to do that. I hope I haven't made a mess of your bed."

"Don't worry. Just keep doing what you're doing because I'm not far behind you."

Neil's orgasm was slightly more powerful. Unlike his young partner's slow oozing, he shot two loads onto his stomach.

"Let me clean you up," TJ said. Without waiting for a response, he bent over and licked his lover's stomach clean.

Neil laughed, "Is it as good as fresh from the tap?"

"It's yours so it has to be good."

They hugged, kissed, and resumed their blissful cuddling.

TJ knew without a doubt -- as improbable as it was -- that he loved Neil. But he refrained from saying so because there was something else he wanted to say first.

He kissed Neil tenderly on the cheek and said, "When I'm with you like this, I'm happier than I've ever been. I could lie here with you forever. But I want to tell you something. Can we talk for a while?"

"Of course."

"You've told me how it hurt when you and your first boyfriend split up. I realize that you want to avoid the same pain again. You've told me that you're afraid of losing me. But that will never happen unless you want it to. I've thought about you a lot since we met. I've thought about us. I want to be with you. I never want to be without you. Losing you would break my heart. I've even cried when I thought that I might lose you. So maybe I understand -- just a little -- how you felt at the time."

Neil was about to reply but TJ put a finger on his lips and continued, "Just listen for a while, please. I'm taking a risk by loving you, by telling you that I love you. I'm willing to take that risk, Neil. It would be devastating to lose you but it would be infinitely satisfying to be your life partner. So I want you to know -- if you'll have me -- I'm yours -- heart, body, and soul. Forever! You say it's too soon to call it love. You say it's too soon to make a permanent commitment. But I've never been more confident of anything. I love you, Neil. As improbable as that may seem to you, I know it! I feel it! It's real! Finally, I want you to know that I'm willing to wait until you're ready to commit to me."

Having said what he wanted to say, TJ fell silent. Although Neil had been looking at him as he spoke, he was now silently staring at the ceiling.

The younger teen began to worry. Had he upset the one he loved? What was he thinking? Had he opened an old wound? Or forced him to face what he had been reluctant to face? Did he spoil the magic of the moment?

Then he saw a tear in Neil's eye and grew more troubled. "Please don't be angry with me, Neil. I'm sorry if I upset you."

Suddenly, Neil grabbed the startled boy and hugged him so hard he could hardly breathe. TJ was somewhat relieved but still concerned that he had said the wrong thing.

Neil broke the hug, propped himself up on his elbow, and looked with tear-filled eyes at the worried teen.

"I've been thinking, too, TJ. About you. About us. And a lot about me. I've been too hung up on that first love that soured. I've been thinking about why I wouldn't let myself go and admit to myself how I felt about you. But now I'm ready. I love you, TJ! And I'm convinced that you love me. We can never be sure of what the future will bring but I want to face the future with you by my side. Together, we can do it!"

Now it was TJ's turn to cry tears of pure joy. The two boys hugged each other. They were no longer two individuals. They were now a couple! They were ready to devote themselves to each other and face together whatever the future had in store.

To be continued...

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(My thanks to Baruch for his valuable advice and suggestions on this chapter.

I accept responsibility for any remaining flaws or deficiencies. --Morris)

Posted:03/14/08