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

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Chapter Twelve

Neil was the first to awaken the next morning. He started to stir but became aware that his bed mate was still sleeping soundly and was cuddled up next to him. An arm and a leg were draped across the top of him. What a wonderful way to wake up, he thought, with the boy he loved in bed beside him. Yes! He did love TJ! It had taken a while for him to admit it to himself but now there was no one in the world more important to him than a 15 year old boy he had met such a short time ago. It was hard to believe but it happened.

Neil had his usual morning woodie. His new boy friend was also hard; he could feel a firm erection pressing against his hip. He laid there for several minutes enjoying the contact of a warm body against his own but his reverie was interrupted by a need to use the bathroom. He tried to disengage himself without waking the sleeping beauty beside him but was not successful.

"Good morning, my love," Neil said before tenderly kissing the awakening teen.

"Good morning," TJ replied automatically. But then the significance of what he heard registered in his mind.

"’My love?’ You don't know how much it means to me to hear that from you."

"I think I do, TJ. But before I show you my love, I have a morning ritual that demands attention. Maybe you do, too. Come on, I'll show you where the bathroom is. There's one large bathroom for the entire floor just down the hall."

The overnight visitor got out of bed and retrieved his boxers and trousers that were still on the floor where his host dropped them the night before.

"No need to get dressed, TJ." Neil got two towels from the top shelf of the closet and tossed one to the puzzled boy. "Just wrap this around your waist."

"You mean you can walk down the hall with nothing but a towel?" the young teen asked incredulously. "I don't even do that at home!"

"I do it all the time," Neil laughed. "There's nobody but other guys to see you."

TJ wrapped the towel around his waist. He was still unsure and his hesitation was evident. "But what if somebody sees me. They'll see this bulge down here and they'll know I've got a hard on."

Neil laughed again. "You are a shy one, aren't you? You think you're the only one that has a boner in the morning? Lots of guys do. I see it quite often here in the morning ... and sometimes later in the day. The first-year students are embarrassed by it but within a few weeks, when nobody pays any attention to it, they get over it."

"You mean you see other guys with a boner under their towels? Doesn't that make you horny?"

"Sometimes. But you learn to ignore them. I’m sure you know not to stare if you see another guy’s bulging towel."

"I've become an expert at that. Now that I think about it, it’s the same as with the boys at my school. Even a long glance risks being called a homo."

"Exactly. All the guys here know the rules. They may be curious; they may even be like us and want to see more. But they know better than to look too long. And they also know that a morning woodie is common so don't be embarrassed."

The time spent in conversation had the effect of softening both boys' cocks but it also increased their need to piss.

"Come on, TJ, I've got to get to the bathroom. I don't know how much longer I can hold it. The showers are in the same room. Take some soap and a wash cloth if you want to shower."

"Can we shower together?" TJ asked with a wicked grin.

"Ah ... no. It's okay to walk almost naked in the hall but two guys in one shower stall would raise eyebrows. This is a Jesuit school, you know."

"Sorry. I wasn't thinking. Well ... to be honest, I WAS thinking. I was thinking of you ... and ..."

"I had similar thoughts," Neil confessed. "But let's answer nature's call, get a quick shower, and then we can come back here to do more than just think about each other."

They stood at adjacent urinals to empty their bladders and then walked over to the other side of a partition where there were six shower stalls. Being a Saturday morning when most students were away for the weekend or sleeping late, there was no one in the bathroom or the shower area. Neil hung his towel on a hook, revealing his completely naked body.

TJ stared at him with mischievous thoughts invading his mind. "There's nobody here but us," he said suggestively.

"I know what you're thinking! But we can't shower together!"

TJ knew that but he pretended to pout like a little boy who was just told that he couldn't have an ice cream cone.

Their showers were quick because both boys were eager to go back to the privacy of Neil's room. As they were drying themselves, another student came in. He and Neil greeted each other by name.

The student, Cory, then noticed the teen stranger standing behind his friend. Looking him over with great interest, he said, “Hello! You're new here, aren’t you?"

Before TJ could answer, Neil responded. "This is TJ, a friend of mine. He wanted to see the campus so I'm going to show him around today."

Cory glanced at the visitor before saying, "Oh. I see. And you two spent the night here?"

TJ grew increasingly nervous, afraid but not certain that Cory suspected the real reason for spending the night.

However, Neil had anticipated the implication of Cory's question and was prepared. He promptly replied, "Yes. And poor TJ had to sleep on the hard floor in his sleeping bag." Turning to TJ, he continued, "I’ll bet you wish now you had brought your air mattress."

Fortunately, TJ was quick to pick up on the ruse and said, "Yeah, but, like I told you, it has a leak. A lot of good it would have done."

By this time, Neil and TJ were dried off so they said goodbye to Cory and returned to Neil's room. Inside, TJ said, "Am I wrong or did Cory suspect something?"

"I'm sure he did," Neil replied. "I'm also quite sure that he's gay.”

“What makes you think that?”

“He makes sure that I see him naked when he dries himself after a shower. He stands in front of me and dries his cock and balls more than necessary. He's also careless about what he looks at. Did you notice him looking you over ... all over?"

“No. I avoided looking at him. I was afraid he would see me checking him out.”

“Well, he got an eyeful. And wasn’t very discrete about it.”

"Have you ever encouraged him to see if he's really gay?"

“NO! He’s got a nice body but he’s a real asshole. He's an arrogant snob and ... well, let me put it this way ... as horny as I get sometimes, he's the last person I would do anything with."

"Then I guess I'm flattered that you wanted to seduce me."

"HEY!" Neil exclaimed. "I've apologized for that. That was when I was thinking only of myself ... and your hot body. That was before I realized what a wonderful person you are. Now that I know you, there's not another guy in the world that interests me."

"Now I AM flattered! And I'm the luckiest guy in the world to have earned your love."

"I'm the lucky one," Neil said. "To have your love." He kissed his boyfriend on the forehead and said, "You have a terrific mind.” Kissing the left nipple, he added, "You have a huge, compassionate heart." He dropped to his knees, removed the towel that concealed a splendid shaft of flesh and said, "And, of course, you have a gorgeous cock!" He licked and suckled it until it started to swell."

The two boys scrambled into bed where they immediately began kissing and hugging. Their hands were roaming all over each other's body. Their hard cocks were grinding together. They were lost in sensual delight and lust. Their love intensified their pleasure.

"Can we stop for a while?" TJ asked to Neil's surprise.

"Of course! Is there a problem?"

"No problem ... except I think I was about to cum and I don't want to yet. Can we just maybe snuggle together for a little while?"

"We can do that, if that's what you want. But if you want to cum, my mouth is ready."

"I'm sorry, Neil. I was thinking of myself. Maybe you want to keep going."

"I want what you want, my love. But you've given me an idea."

"And that is?"

Neil propped himself up on an elbow, looked down into his companion’s eyes, and said, "I know that you love me at least as much as I love you. But do you trust me?"

The question surprised TJ. What was Neil's idea? Why would he ask about trust? In spite of the mystery, there was only one answer to the question. "Yes!"

"I'm going to do something to you. There will be times when you are uncomfortable and you'll want me to stop. You may even beg me to stop. But I won't. And this I guarantee: when I'm finished, you'll be glad I didn't stop. Do you still trust me?"

TJ was now both curious and worried but he was sure that Neil wouldn't hurt him. "What are you going to do?"

"If I told you, it would spoil the surprise. Believe me; I would never harm you in any way. Even if you beg me to stop, I'll ignore it. I know you're curious and maybe a little bit frightened about what I'll do but I'm asking you to trust me. Will you do that?"

"Yes," TJ replied although he was still a little anxious.

"Good. Just two more instructions. First, I may tell you to do something ... or not do something. You must follow my instructions. Second, I'm going to keep going even if you beg me to stop but if it gets too much for you to bear, just say a code word and I'll stop immediately. The code word is ... let's see ... ‘Alabama’."

TJ's anxiety was now peaking. He trusted Neil but why was he being so mysterious? A fearsome thought entered his mind and he asked, "You're not going to beat me or torture me are you?"

Neil laughed and said, "No, my love. I'm not into that kinky S and M stuff. I know some guys get their kicks from it but I don't think it's the proper way to show love and respect for a partner."

"Okay, then," TJ said hesitantly.

"Just lay on your back. Keep your hands away from your crotch. Let me work some magic on you. You can close your eyes or you can watch me; that's up to you."

The curious but apprehensive boy allowed Neil to spread his legs and position himself between them.

"Ah. You're cock has softened a little. That's perfect," Neil said as his hand began to massage the teenager’s inner thighs and work slowly upward. As he touched the low-hanging balls, the semi-hard cock began to stiffen. Neil tenderly played with the two sensitive spheres until the cock was fully inflated and upright. Then, with a feather-light touch, he ran his fingers up and down the shaft, making it twitch.

TJ's anxiety had abated and he felt the familiar quiver of arousal spread through his groin. His excitement clicked up several notches when he felt warm, moist lips surround his manhood. His thoughts wandered: ‘So Neil is going to suck me off -- what's so mysterious about that? I will just enjoy it and then return the favor. Big deal!’

However, Neil seemed to be working much more slowly than on previous occasions.

Minutes later, TJ felt a hand stroking up and down while a mouth and tongue were teasing the increasingly sensitive head of his cock. He felt the unmistakable boiling sensation in his groin, the portent of ejaculation.

But then everything changed! He could not feel Neil's hands on his shaft. He could not feel his lips on his cockhead. Just when he was ready to get some relief from the pressure that was the brink of orgasm, he looked down at Neil who was still on his knees but now upright and smiling at him. "Why did you stop?" TJ asked.

"I didn't. I've only just begun," Neil grinned.

"But...." TJ began.

"But nothing," Neil interrupted. "I'll stop when I'm finished and not before ... unless you want to throw in the towel and use the code word. You said you trusted me. I promised that when it was over you'd thank me. Now just lie there until I decide it's time to proceed."

Neil's tone and expression was pleasant and reassuring, and certainly not authoritative or domineering. In spite of a slowly receding urge to cum, TJ decided to let his more experienced partner have his way. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine what would be next. Minutes later, he felt Neil's fingers on his inner thigh, then on his balls, then lightly rubbing up and down his still-hard shaft just as before. He was brought to the brink a second time but he was once again to be denied orgasm! The pressure to cum was more intense than the first time.

"NEIL!" TJ exclaimed.

"Relax," Neil said calmly. "I know exactly what you're going through. I told you that you might get uncomfortable but I also told you that you would thank me when it's over."

TJ resigned himself to enduring the torment of a need to cum that, fortunately, was diminishing.

Neil repeated the procedure, bringing his lover to the brink a third time. Then a fourth. Then a fifth. At that point, he only had to touch the extraordinarily sensitive cock to make it twitch violently.

TJ's need to cum was more intense each time and not being able to cum was increasingly frustrating. On the sixth trip up the ladder of arousal, his body was thrashing and his hips were bucking uncontrollably. He found himself begging to be finished off, just as lover (tormenter?) had predicted. But his urgent pleas were ignored! In utter frustration, he grabbed his own cock but Neil immediately and somewhat forcefully, grabbed his hands and in a quiet but very serious tone said, "No touching!"

After what seemed like an endless time, the procedure began anew. TJ was beside himself with frustration. He thrashed his body. He pounded the bed with his fists. He bucked his hips in the hope of sinking his throbbing, ultrasensitive cock deep into Neil's mouth. He pleaded with Neil to finish him off.

The agony of being denied what he needed more than anything became unbearable. He screamed, "ALABAMA! ALABAMA!"

He didn't feel Neil's mouth surround his cock. He only felt extreme sensations originate in his cock and radiate throughout his body. He screamed, "AARRGGHH," as the electric exhilaration sent his body into powerful tremors followed by a paralysis that left him gasping for breath.

It was several minutes before TJ's mind cleared enough to realize that Neil was snuggled up next to him. He couldn't find the words to express his thanks, his contentment, his love. But the long, passionate kiss seemed to convey his feelings.

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:03/21/08