A Marine Called Jason
(Revised)
by: Peter

(© 2007-2012 by the Author)
 

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Chapter 51
Jase and the Jocks 

It was a Saturday and Jase had a date; he was taking a girl to the lake for the afternoon, then he had invited some of his friends over for a cookout in the evening.  When I called him for breakfast that morning he came down with a small package wrapped in brown paper.

“Do you have the address of the orphanage?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“I’ve got something I want to send to Arnie. I promised to send him something from America but I never did. And a thank you note to Sister Marie for sending the pajama pants.

“Arnie…. is that the boy who wouldn’t tell you goodbye?” I asked.

“Yes. I bought him a Cardinals baseball cap and an autographed baseball.  I know the signature is just printed on the ball, but he won’t care.”

“I’ll get the address for you.”  I went to my desk and got my address book. I opened it to Sister Marie’s address.  “Before you send that, I’ve got something I want you to take with you to mail for me. And when are you going to take the pants to school?”

“I’ve been thinking about what to charge for them. I don’t want to charge too much but I want to get back the money you spent.”

“Whatever they cost you, double it,” I said.

“What! That wouldn’t be fair, would it?”

“You have something they want and they are willing to pay for it. It’s called doing business.”

Jase’s story about using his own money he earned on the streets to supplement the food budget touched me and I was sending an extra check. I quickly wrote the check, then wrote a short note to Sister Marie.  I asked her about the older boy Jase spoke of who had taken him to the streets and acted as his protector; I wanted to know if she had ever had any contact with him after he left the orphanage.  It was a slim chance, but it would be nice if Jase could be in contact with the boy again.  I also had a letter that I’d written to Toby. I had thoughts in the back of my head that I might want to go back someday so I wanted to keep in touch. 

Jase had arrived back earlier with his date, Denise. Denise was everything I would expect in a girl Jase would choose.  She fit the mold of a couple of other girls he’d dated. Beautiful, nicely built, but not flaunting in her manner, with an air of confidence.  Nothing like Hunter’s girlfriend, Kathy.  And, as I had not noticed of the others, with just a hint of the Asian in her looks.

Dan and Andy arrived a bit later with their dates, all four in one car. I had met Dan and Andy as Jase’s teammates, but had never really talked to them.  Dan was a tall, lanky kid, with dark hair and dark eyes, good looking, and he looked like he was nicely put together, with a good upper body set on lean hips that sort of swiveled sexily when he walked.  Not in a feminine way, but just sexy. He brought a girl named Tanya.  She was a knockout, with big tits and well rounded hips that all I could think of was how well Dan’s lean hips would fit between them.  And that little sexy swivel when he walked, if he used that when he fucked, he must drive the girl nuts.

Andy was shorter, cute going on handsome, with a quick smile and an easy laugh. Both boys were funny. He had dark hair, and eyes that fairly danced when he talked or laughed. They were penetrating eyes, full of questions waiting to be asked and answered. I got the impression that he could draw answers out of you. By the way he moved, I could tell he was quick on his feet, and easily as athletic as Dan. He also filled out his jeans nicely, especially in back; his butt muscles flexing with every move of his hips. He brought a girl named Susan.  She struck me as a mix of a homegrown girl turned worldly, or trying to be. I wondered how worldly Andy had been with her.

I checked with Jase about how old they all were when he asked about having beer.

“I don’t mind them having a few beers as long as they’re eighteen.  It’s not the legal drinking age but I have to draw the line somewhere,” I told him.

“They are,” he said.  “They welcomed me into their legal club when I turned eighteen.”

Dan had taken over the grill and the girls were setting out plates, glasses, silverware, condiments and buns that I had set out on the kitchen table, bringing everything out to the small table on the porch. Andy had taken charge of the beer, and was passing out the second round.

“It’s great of you to have beer,” Dan said to me.

“I hope you think it’s great of me when I cut you off,” I said.

He laughed.  “Jase said you would say that. But it’s cool. When you say the bar is closed, we’ll all switch to pop.”

“Hey, I’ve got something better than beer,” Jase said.

“Nothing could be better than beer.  Except maybe…..”  He cut himself off, grinning at the girls.

Jase went in the house and came back with two pairs of pajama pants. The boys were excited.

“Hey, you got ‘em! Great!”

“Before you say they’re great there’s a little matter of the price,” Jase said. 

“How much?”

“Twenty six bucks.  It cost money to send them all the way from Vietnam, and we gave the sister at the orphanage some extra for sending them.”

“Hell, that’s cheap.  Why don’t you make it thirty. We’d pay that for them here, if we could get them.”

Jase didn’t argue. “Go upstairs and try the on, make sure they fit,” he said.

“What about us?” one of the girls said. 

“Sorry, boys only. Girls didn’t wear them,” Jase said, and the other boys agreed.

The boys came down proudly wearing the pants. They looked good in them; the girls agreed.  Jase told me later that he told them for the best fit, not to wear anything under them.

Jase pulled me aside in the kitchen. “I told the guys about the woods and they want to know if it’s okay of they take the girls back there.”

I gave him a scowling smile.    They don’t need permission to go for a walk in the woods.”

“Well, not just for a walk.  I told them we have sleeping bags.”

“What’d you tell them?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I told them I didn’t know, it’d be up to you.”

“Well, I don’t want my house to become known as a sex palace,” I said.

“Okay, I’ll tell them no,” he said with a shrug.

“I’m not saying no, but I’m not extending that invitation to them,” I said. “We’ll play it by ear and see how things work out.”

It was a good time, with lively conversation and lots of joking and laughter, with nothing overtly sexual looming on the horizon.  It was refreshing that they were just kids having a good time, despite their horny ideas that lay below the surface. I wondered when and where the sex was going to enter into it that Jase had asked me about. I thought it might be coming when Dan and Tanya started getting a little tight on the porch swing. Andy followed suit with Susan on the big wicker couch.  Then I saw Jase, standing with Denise at the porch railing, slide his hand down over her butt. That’s when I decided I should excuse myself.

“Well, guys, I think I’ll get stuff put away and retire to the television and leave you all to yourselves,” I said.

“No, no, we’ll put everything away,” Denise said quickly.

“Well, all right. I’ll just retire to the television then.”

I left them on the porch. A couple of times I heard the ice in the cooler where somebody was getting more beer, or pop, then all was very quiet. I got up and looked out and saw them all walking back towards the woods.  I guessed the hormones were kicking in.  I made the conscious decision to leave them to their own devices. I didn’t think it was my place to police them, and better outside than in my bedrooms.

Much to my surprise, about an hour later, they all came back up on the porch and I heard the ice in the cooler again. There was some muffled conversation and laughter. Then quite some time later, much to my surprise, they all appeared in the living room.

“Mr. Courter, we, uh.…Dan and I have had a little too much to drink, and the girls need to get home,” Andy said.  “We were wondering if……”

“No problem,” I said, getting up. I looked at Jase. “How about you? Are you okay to drive?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.  I switched to pop a long time ago,” he said.

“And we should’ve.  We’re sorry,” Andy said.

“All right, Jase can take Denise home.  I’ll drive the two of you to take your dates home,” I said to Dan, who had driven, “then bring you back here where you can sleep it off.”

“Sounds like a plan,” one of the guys said.

“Thanks, Mr. Courter. We hate to put you to this trouble but……”

“It’s no trouble, it’s common sense. You are to be commended for that,” I said. “But call your parents.”

Dan frowned. 

“What?” I asked.

“I can’t tell my parents I’ve been drinking,” he said.

“If you can’t, I will,” I said.

“Yes, sir, but if my dad gets pissed, he’s gonna be pissed at you too, for letting us have beer.”

“Call him, I’ll talk to him,” I said.

He didn’t like it but he made the call and handed me the phone without saying anything.  After introducing myself, my message was short and sweet but respectful.

“Sir, this is Brad Courter.  Your son, Dan, is here at my house with his date and some friends. He’s not drunk but he has had a bit too much to drink and he doesn’t think he should drive.  So I’m driving him to take his date home then I’ll bring him back here for the night, if that’s all right with you.” 

He thanked me for calling then asked to speak to his son.  Dan cringed when I handed him the phone.  We couldn’t hear what the man was saying but I didn’t see any signs that Dan was being reamed out.  He told his dad goodnight and handed the phone back to me.  I handed it to Andy.

“What’d he say?” I asked.

“He said he was glad I had the good sense to recognize that I shouldn’t be driving.  It’s weird, I expected an ass reaming.”

“Don’t underestimate your parents,” I said.

“Yeah, you might get your ass reamed when you get home,” Andy said.

Andy talked to his father himself then handed me the phone.

“I just wanted to confirm that everything’s under control,” the man said.

“It is, sir.  I’ll drive Andy to take his date home then bring him back here for the night.”

All was well.  I didn’t know what the two boys would face with their parents when they went home but that was their problem.  

Dan, Andy and the girls all climbed into the back seat. I felt like a chauffer, alone in the front seat.  There was some heavy making out but there wasn’t enough distance and time for them to get very far, and I wondered what all might have gone on earlier back in the woods. I dropped Susan off first. Andy walked her to the door where he kissed her goodnight. It was a long kiss, non-stop and very passionate, with some last minute groping.

Dan rolled down the window and said, “Hey, dude, you had your chance in the woods.  Now ain’t the time or the place.”

Without breaking the kiss, Andy gave him the finger.

“Hell, we might as well get back to what we were doing, they’re going to be a while,” Dan quipped, and I saw them go down in the back seat and heard Tanya moan.

Andy finally broke away from his girl and came bounding down off the porch as she went inside. He climbed in the front seat, leaving the back seat to his buddy and Tanya for the twenty-minute drive to another section of town.

“I hope they’re not embarrassing you, Mr. Courter,” Andy said, nodding to the back seat.

“Not at all, I’ve been where they’re at, literally,” I said.

“You’re cool, Mr. Courter,” Dan said from the back seat.

At Tanya’s house, Dan took her up to the door and pretty much followed the same routine as Andy except he rested his butt on the porch railing and pulled the girl between his legs. Their good night kiss quickly turned into a long make out kiss.

“Damn, I hope he’s got a condom,” Andy said jokingly as we watched and waited. “Hey, I’m really sorry about this, Mr. Courter, but the beer just got away with us.”

“It’s not a problem,” I assured him. “Better we’re sitting here waiting on your buddy to make out than to scrape one of you up off the road.”

Suddenly Andy reached over and hit the horn for a short but loud blast. I brushed his hand away. Dan jumped up from the porch railing, pushing Tanya off of him. They quickly embraced and kissed and he held the door open for her to go inside. Then he ran down the sidewalk.

“I didn’t do that,” I said as he climbed in the back seat.

“I know you didn’t,” he said as he reached over the seat and began pounding on Andy. “What the fuck are you doing, stupid, you probably woke her parents up.”

“Better that than her old man coming out and catching you two like that. Tell me, did you have a condom on?”

“We didn’t get close to needing a condom, thanks to you,” Dan growled.

There was more tussling and exchange of words, but it was good natured, and they ended up laughing together. Back home, Jase was waiting on the steps.

“We would’ve been back sooner, but these two guys were still making out on the front porch,” I said dryly as we walked up on the porch.

“You guys were making out?  On whose porch?” Jase asked, laughing.

The both started pounding on Jase till he escaped into the yard, laughing his ass off.

“Hey, Mr. Courter, I hate to ask you after all the trouble we put you through….can we have another beer now, since we’re staying the night, to help us sleep?”

“I guess it won’t hurt anything,” I said. I was a bit curious that Jase had asked me if it would be okay if the guys had sex with their girlfriends, yet I didn’t think anything had happened, except some heavy making out.

The sun was down and the only light on the porch was that coming from the kitchen window. We sat and drank beer and talked about everything from politics to sports, to girls and school, even world affairs. I was impressed with their broad interests and knowledge.  Andy was sitting in the porch swing, using one foot on the floor to keep the swing in motion. Dan was laid back at the other end of the swing with one leg cocked up and resting against the back of the swing, his other leg extended out with his foot across Andy’s thigh.  I sat on the porch railing, with my right leg extended out across the railing, leaning back against the post. Jase was slouched in the big wicker rocker, using his toe to keep the rocker going. I was enjoying their camaraderie, as well as the view.

When the conversation came back to sex, as it had several times, Jase laughed and said jokingly, “I can’t believe you guys were making out together on somebody’s porch.”

Dan reached around and swatted at him, cursing under his breath.  “You motherfuck, we were NOT making out, we were just kissing the girls good night.”

I chimed in with, “What I wanta know, did anybody make out with the girls?”

“Naw, Dan and Andy are saving themselves for each other,” Jase said.

Dan jumped up and went for him. He almost knocked the rocker over as they wrestled each other. “Listen, fuckhead, you can knock it off now, about us making out,” he said. “Besides if I was gonna make out with a guy, it would be with you, not Andy.”

That made Jase do a double-take and Dan started laughing now that he’d got him back, and he started tickling him.

“Get your hands off of me!” Jase yelled. “Help!  Rape! Molestation!”

When we all had our laugh and Dan took his seat back on the swing, things got suddenly quiet. I went over to the cooler and got the last three beers. I gave them to the boys.

“You’re not having one?”  Andy asked.

“Those are the last three,” I said.

“Here, you take it,” he said, offering me his beer.

“Take mine, Mr. Courter.  We’re not drinking your last beer,” Dan said.

“Go ahead and drink up guys, I’ve had enough,” I said.

The quiet lasted for several minutes as they sipped the last of the beer. I couldn’t tell, but I thought they were becoming very warmly relaxed, maybe even buzzed. Then Andy dropped the bombshell.

“Has anybody here actually ever had sex with a guy?”

“Only you and Dan,” Jase said.

Dan started for Jase again but Andy pulled him back.  “I’m serious,” he said. “Has anybody ever had gay sex?  I mean like a blowjob?”

“Not me,” Dan said.

“Me either,” said Andy.

The silence was now deafening as everyone waited for someone else to answer.  They were both looking at Jase.

“Hey, I’m not saying,” he said.

“You have!” Dan exclaimed. “You’ve had gay sex! Damn! Who with? What happened? What all did you do?”

The two boys railing on Jase took the pressure off of me for the moment.  I didn’t know if Andy was including me in the question but I began considering the possibilities.  Jase was looking at me.  It was a questioning, pleading look, like "should I tell them.” After a moment, Dan and Andy saw the way Jase was looking at me and I felt suddenly trapped, and in the span of those few seconds I decided that the best way out was to be truthful.

“I wasn’t including you in that question, Mr. Courter,” Dan said.  “But if you wanta answer…..”

“Okay, I have,” I said with a shrug and a grin. By placing myself in the verbal fray I was taking the heat off of Jase, and I’d had just enough of a buzz to see the question as an opportunity.

You could’ve heard a pin drop when I said it. The night noises even ceased for a moment. The two boys gaped at me in disbelief.  Suddenly I realized the impact of what I’d said, and realized that if these boys were totally straight….but the spark of hope was in remembering the two young jocks who had served as my escort at the dedication of the football field.

“No shit!” Dan said quietly.

“Man, nobody would’ve guessed,” said Andy.

Dan scowled and smiled.  "You are shittin' us!"

“He’s kidding,” Jase put in, laughing, coming to my rescue now.

I didn’t know if I sounded like I was kidding, but it was my chance to dig myself out of the hole.  I appreciated his effort but I didn’t necessarily want to be rescued, but I felt I needed to proceed with caution. 

“Somehow, I don’t think he is,” Dan said.

“You’re surprised,” I said.

“Well, yeah, to say the least,” Dan said.

“And now, suddenly curious,” I said with a tight grin. They glanced at each other but neither of them said anything.  “Come on, Andy, you brought it up,” I reminded him.

“Well, yeah, I guess it’s something every guy is curious about,” he admitted sheepishly.

I looked at Dan.

“He’s right,” he said with a shrug.  “Guys are all the time talking about blow jobs from guys but nobody believes them.”

“Are you curious enough to want to try man sex if you had the chance?” I asked. When they didn’t answer, I went on.  “Because if you are, I could probably arrange it.”  I purposely didn’t mention gay sex; I thought they would relate better to man sex. I glanced at Jase and his WTF look.

There was more dead silence, but not a ‘no’ from either of them. They looked at each other, like they were looking for permission, or approval. Andy sort of laughed, a snorting, nervous laugh.

“I….I don’t know….I guess it’d be fun to find out sometime,” he stammered. He looked back at his teammate.

“Yeah, I guess I wouldn’t mind finding out what it’s like,” Dan agreed. “Depending on….I mean, I’m not gay and I’m not doing any gay stuff but….you know…...”

“In most situations you wouldn’t be expected to,” I said.

Dan took a long sip from his beer; it was the last one and he was nursing it. “I’m sitting here trying to figure who might be a likely prospect,” he said, looking at Andy.

“Don’t look at me,” Andy said, laughing.

“No I mean who of the guys at school.  I’ve never had anybody come on to me, or even show a hint of interest.  Have you?”

“No.”

“You?” Dan asked Jase.

“Yeah.”

“No shit!  Who?”

“I’m not saying.  It’s just a suspicion anyway.”

“So there you have it,” Dan said, looking at me. “We’re willing but who?  I mean, how do you make the connection?”

I was sipping my beer, pondering if should make a move. I thought better of it, but surveying the two athletes over the top of my beer, my judgment became clouded.  I downed the rest of my beer and asked, “Do you want to go up together?” 

They looked at each other in disbelief. Jase did a doubletake; he wasn’t expecting it either.

“You’re….y-you’re gonna d-do it?” Andy blurted, obviously shocked.  He looked at Jase, wide eyed.  “Is he still kidding or not?”

Dan was struck momentarily dumb. “Are you saying….right now?” asked finally. He look at Jase and asked, “Is he kidding?” 

 “Do you want to go up together?” I asked again, before Jase could answer.

The two boys looked at each other again and it was Andy who answered.

“No," he said.  "No, I think alone.”

“All right, who wants to go first?” I asked.

“Damn, he is serious,” Dan said. “Man, this is too cool!”

“I will,” Andy replied, perhaps a little too quickly.

“Damn, you are anxious!” Dan chided him.

“I just beat you to it,” Andy said.

“Fuck you.”

“Ah, Ah, careful, you said you don’t do gay stuff,” Andy admonished him.

I still wasn’t sure they thought I was serious. I set my right foot on the porch and stood up. After a brief hesitation Andy stood up with me. I led the way and he followed me in the house. I heard Dan say to Jase, “Well there he goes, Andy’s off to lose his straight virginity.”  Jase said something but I couldn’t make it out. I was sure that Dan would have a lot of questions for him in our absence, and I wondered how he would answer them.

At the stairs, I let Andy go up first. I motioned him on into my bedroom and told him to get comfortable, that I would be in, in a couple of minutes. I slipped into the bathroom to get prepared for whatever might happen. I came out boldly naked, and already lubed up….in case it went that far. I was a little surprised to find Andy had gotten comfortable as well; he was sitting on the edge of the bed in his briefs and t-shirt.

“You said to get comfortable,” he said.

“Yes, I wasn’t sure you would, though. I’m glad you did,” I said.

“I wasn’t sure I would either,” he said.  He laughed softly. “Frankly, we weren’t sure if you were serous.”

I pulled him to his feet.  “I’ll show you how serious I am,” I said as I tugged on his t-shirt.  He lifted his arms for me to take it off of him.  Then I walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed in. Andy sat back down and I reached up with my hand on his shoulder to urge him back onto the bed.

“Come on, lie down here and relax,” I said.

“I don’t know if I can relax,” he said nervously as he lay back, and I saw his shorts were tented.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about,” I said as I laid my hand on his bare stomach. His muscles tightened then relaxed.  “That’s it, just relax.” I ran my hand up across his chest then back down his stomach and I didn’t stop till my hand was inside his shorts.

“Wow!” I said, gripping his cock. “That’s very impressive.” I stroked his cock a couple of times then pulled my hand out and tugged at his shorts.  Together we pulled them off and he tossed them aside.

“Right now, it’s very hard,” he said.

“Yeah, you know what that makes you?”

“What? Not gay just because I’m about to have man sex.”

“No, it makes you a healthy, sexy, horny, normal teenager,” I said.

“You’re very understanding,” he said with a nervous laugh.

“No, I’m a healthy, sexy, horny older guy who finds you very sexy and attractive,” I said, as I reached down and took hold of his cock again. He jumped.

“Have you ever had anybody touch your cock before?” I asked.

“No. Well, accidentally, in the showers,” he said. “And I wasn’t hard,” he added.

“Does this feel okay, me touching you like this?”

“It feels great. Better than my hand.” His voice was steadier. He crooked one arm under his head so he could watch my hand on his cock.

“You’re not a virgin, though. With girls, I mean,” I said.

When he didn’t answer immediately, I knew he was. I was very surprised.  “You are,” I said.

“Can I be honest with you, and you won’t tell anybody? Not even Jase.”

“What’s said or done in this room stays in this room,” I assured him.

“I’ve never fucked a girl,” he said.

“I knew that when you didn’t answer me right off. That’s not something guys are hesitant about,” I said.

“I don’t think Dan has either,” he said.

“But you both brag that you have.”

“Everybody brags about it. Except Jase,” he said. “I’ve never heard Jase brag about sex.  And everybody knows he’s getting it.”

“Maybe he doesn’t think he has to,” I said.

“Yeah, I know. Every girl in school is drooling over him. He’s probably already fucked most every girl in school.”

“Oh, I don’t think he’s that much of a stud,” I said.

“You know that shocked the socks off of us, when you said you’d had sex with a guy and then offered to show us,” he said.

“I surprise a lot of guys that way.”

I started to go for his cock but decided I wanted to try to kiss him first, and I didn’t think he would want me to do that after having his cock in my mouth. Some guys are funny about that. I rose up onto my side and let go of his cock and began rubbing my hand over his stomach and his chest.

“Did I say I find you very attractive and sexy?” I asked, leaning a little closer.

“You mentioned it,” he said with a smile.

I leaned close enough that he knew what I was about to do and he suddenly got a funny look on his face, almost a deer-in-the-headlights look, but he didn’t turn his head away. I came closer with my eyes locked on his.  “Do you want to do this?” I whispered.  He nodded and I brushed my lips lightly across his mouth. I thought he pushed his lips out to me and I used my tongue to welcome them. Then I kissed him. He kissed me back. In fact, he was the first to open his mouth for my tongue. I quickly found his and we played tongue tag for a moment before I pressed my mouth over his and lip-locked him.

“MMmnnnn,” he moaned, I think involuntarily as he kissed me back, harder.

I reached down for his cock; it was quivering violently. He liked this. I’m sure he was surprised at that. I eased away from him and smiled.

“I think you liked that, from the feel of your cock,” I said, as I stroked him.

“Ohhhoo!” he gasped. “I never did that before either.”

“Would you like to do it again?”

“I….d-don’t know,” he said.

“It’s okay, tell me if you don’t, some guys have a problem with it,” I said.  When he didn’t answer I leaned down to kiss him again.

“Oh, Godd,” he whispered as his willing mouth met mine.

That kiss lasted longer than the first. We were “making out.” He eased me away when he needed to catch his breath.

“Fuck, who’d of thought I would ever be making out and kissing a guy,” he said.

“Yes, who’d of thought….and liking it,” I said, laughing softly. “Ready for something else?”

“Yeah.”

I rose up and leaned down and took his cock in my mouth.

“AAAhhhhh!” he gasped loudly.  “Oh, Godd!….Ohmigod!”

I began moving my mouth up and down on his cock. He lay there, stiff as a board, his body trembling. I knew he wouldn’t last long, and he didn’t.  I think the kiss got him so boned up that he had no control. Within a few minutes he was spurting warm cum into my mouth. He clawed the sheets, tossing his head from side to side as I swallowed him. Fuck, he tasted so sweet and fresh. I held him there, deep in my throat till he calmed down. When I rose up, he was shaking, like he was sobbing.

“You okay, stud?” I asked.

“I think so,” he said. “Godd, I never felt anything like that in my entire life.”

“Good. There’s more, but maybe for another time,” I said.

“More? What more?” he asked.

“Another time,” I said. “Your buddy’s waiting.” I patted his stomach.

“Man, he’s going to be in for a huge surprise,” he said.

“Were you surprised?”

“Very! I had no idea it would feel so great. Guys brag all the time about getting blow jobs, but now I know they’re all lying.  And honestly, I never expected you to do it.”

“Are you going to brag?” I asked.

“I don’t know. Probably not. I’ll probably be like Jase. I think people know, when you don’t brag, that you don’t have to. But if I do, I promise I won’t mention any names.”

He didn’t seem to want to leave, and he hadn’t gone down.

“Could I tell you something, Mr. Courter?” he asked.

“You can start out by calling me Brad.”

“All, right, Brad.”

“You can tell me anything you want; it stays here,” I said.

“I….I’ve had….these thoughts, actually, about Dan,” he said.

“What thoughts?” I asked.

“Thoughts about what we just did….feelings….for Dan.”

“What thoughts, though?  Exactly how are you relating Dan to what we just did?”

“Dan and me….being together, like this.”

“How together? You would be doing?….and Dan would be doing? I asked.

“I never took it that far in my imaginings,” he said. “Well, I have….as far as the kissing,” he said.

“You want to kiss Dan?”

“Yes, I do sometimes….so bad. He’s so damned good looking, and he’s got the sexist mouth.”

“Dan’s pretty sexy all over,” I said.

“Yeah, he is.”

“Maybe after tonight the two of you might feel more comfortable together,” I said.

“I don’t know, I think he’s straight as hell. Straight as Jase.”

“That doesn’t preclude you having sex with him. Straight guys have sex with other guys all the time,” I said. I was stroking his lower body, his thighs and lower stomach, his balls and his still hard cock. “Do you want to have another go at this” I asked. 

He nodded.  “I’d like that.”

I went back down on him.  This time he didn’t just lie there trembling.  He met my oral strokes with his own gentle thrusts into my mouth, and at one point he laid a hand on my head.

I rose up. “Listen, Andy, another time could be sooner rather than later if you want.  You are staying the night,” I went on as I rose up, “Why don’t I bring Dan up here and see what happens with him—alone--then see where things go from there.”

“Yeah, that’d be a good idea,” he said hoarsely as he rose up and sat on the edge of the bed.  “Brad…..”

“Yes?”

“I said I had thoughts about Dan, but I have no idea if I’d really want to do anything....or if I could.”

I suspected what he was getting at.  “Do you want to try it and see?”

“If I could……”

“Be my guest,” I said as I lay back and took my cock in my hand, offering it to him.

Andy twisted around and took hold of my cock. “You’re so big,” he whispered as he stroked my cock. 

I saw him wet his lips. 

“You swallowed my load.  Do you think I’d have to do that with Dan?  I don’t know if I could but… do you think I should?” he asked.

“That’s your call.  I happen to like it; finishing it right.”

“I guess it would be the right thing to do,” he said.

“I don’t think Dan would expect you to,” I told him.

“But if I….spit it out….that’d be like an insult, wouldn’t it?  Like telling him I don’t like him enough to do him right.”

“Don’t take his load in your mouth,that eliminates the awkwardness of spitting it out.”

“You’re boiling out a lot of ball juice,” he observed.

“Why don’t you taste that and see how you like it.”

He nodded, his eyes fixed on my cock.  He licked his lips again as he bent over my middle.  He dragged his tongue over the head of my cock, licking off the precum. I was surprised when he squeezed and milked my cock to get more. I thought my precum was the aphrodisiac that gave him the courage to go down on my cock.  He gave me several strokes then rose up.

“Don’t cum in my mouth, okay?”

“Listen Andy, I don’t think we want to stay up here long enough for you to get me off.  Dan’s waiting,” I said.

“Alright.”

“I can give you another go,” I said.

“No, I’m good.  Give Dan a turn.  I want to see how he reacts.”

“And what develops,” I added.

“Yeah.”

I was surprised that he got completely dressed before he went back downstairs. I put on just my shorts. We went down together. Andy walked out on the porch ahead of me, with a smirking smile on his face.  I saw Dan look at him, his eyes searching. I didn’t wait for there to be any communication between them.

“You ready?” I asked him.

“Yeah.” He got up and followed me to the stairs. He didn’t seem at all nervous but I knew he must be bursting with questions that he couldn’t ask. At the bottom of the stairs, I let him go up first so I could watch his ass. I showed him into my room.

“Go ahead and get comfortable,” I said as I took off my shorts.

“I guess that means get naked, right?” he said, laughing nervously as he started taking off his clothes.

“It means get as comfortable as you like,” I said.

He was hard before he got his clothes off. He was a little larger than Andy, not as big as Jase, probably eight inches, and thicker than Andy. He jumped on the bed and bounced into place, spread his legs out and held his cock up for me. He shook his head as if to clear it.

“Wow, I moved too fast.  I’ve had a little too much beer,” he said.

“Just lay back and relax,” I said.

"I hate it when the room starts spinning," he said.

"If the room spins, it won't be from the beer," I said. 

I decided to forgo any attempt at kissing; he didn’t seem like he would go for it.  If he found he was, well that needed to be with Andy, not me. I went straight for his cock. He let out a yelp when I closed my mouth on it and he tried to shove it up into my throat. I rose up.

“Calm down, dude, we’ll get to it,” I said.

He relaxed then, almost went limp except for his cock, while I sucked him. He made no sound, almost no reaction at all. Finally, I rose up again.

“Am I doing okay?” I asked.

“Oh, fuck, you don't gotta ask.”

“I just wondered, you’re not responding like most guys do,” I said.

“You said to relax.”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it,” I said.

“Oh, I’m enjoying it so much my head’s spinning,” he said. “And I don’t know if I like where it’s taking me.”

“Then don’t go there,” I said. I was propped up on one elbow, stroking his slick cock.

“Can’t help it,” he said huskily.

The way he was looking at me, I thought he’d had way too much to drink, although he hadn’t shown any indication of that when we came up the stairs; no staggering or weaving about. I kept stroking his cock.

“Mr. Courter, would…..”

“Please, why don’t you call me Brad. That would seem more appropriate, considering the circumstances,” I said.

“All right….Brad….Brad, would you be shocked if I said I think you’re hot?”

I was, but I didn’t show it. “I would be flattered if you thought that,” I said.

“You won’t tell Andy I said that,” he said.

“Of course not.  Everything stays here, just like with Andy.”

“Ah, then Andy’s got some secrets too.”

“Yes, of course.”

“You’re hotter’n hell, Brad.”

I smiled. “You don’t have to flatter me, Dan, I’m going to give you the best blowjob you’ve ever imagined.”

“It’s not flattery. You are hot.  Hell, hot enough that I might just give you a blowjob in return," he said, giggling. "Sixty-nine, isn’t that what they call it?”

I laughed. “I think you have had too much to drink.”

“Or maybe just enough,” he said. He started to rise up.  “Fuck…. maybe just fuckin’-‘nough.” He was dizzy and lay back down. “I was down there thinking and wondering what you and Andy might be doing up here.”

“Sorry, you’re getting nothing out of me.  You’ll have to ask Andy,” I said.

“I wasn’t prying,” he said.  “I was just thinking, and wondering when I came up…..”  He rose up again, looking a little glassy eyed. Then in a sudden, smooth move, he pushed me onto my back and came up over me and smashed his mouth onto mine, his tongue searching for my open lips.

Damn, I was so wrong about him. I parted my lips and his tongue darted into my mouth like an angry snake. I was shocked out of my skull but that didn’t keep from me wrapping my arms around him and kissing him back.  This kid was hotter than a firecracker and he was about to explode, he was so full of pent up passion.

“I wanta sixty-nine you, Brad. I wanta suck your cock,” he said in a hoarse whisper, sounding almost desperate.

“Have you ever done that?” I asked.

“No. But nobody’s ever done it till they’ve done it their first time, have they?”

He didn’t wait for my answer. He turned around on the bed, lying on his side and pulled me over to my side and suddenly my cock was being engulfed in the warm wetness of his virgin mouth. He groaned loudly as he began sucking me. I started sucking him as well. He was hungry for cock. He acted like he’d been starving for it all his life. When he tried to deep throat me and choked, I didn’t say anything and I didn’t try to stop him. I let him try it again, and again, and again, till he did it. He let out another loud moan of satisfaction, muffled by my cock deep in his throat, when he accomplished it. Then he started playing with my butt. I felt his hands pause when he discovered the slickness in my ass. He felt around, exploring, finding and rubbing his fingertip over my asshole, then he shoved his finger inside me. He fingered me for a moment as he sucked my cock, then he eased back from it.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Brad? Is that why you’re lubed up?”

“Yes, if you want to,” I said.

“Hell, yes, I want to,” he said as he scrambled around on the bed. “Did Andy fuck you?”

“I told you, everything stays in this room,” I said.

“We are in this room,” he said smartly. “Did Andy fuck you? You can tell me.”

“Sorry, that’s not gonna work,” I said as I reached in the drawer of the bedside stand for a condom.

“Do I have to?” he asked as he got between my legs. “I would like the first time to be bareback if that’s okay.”

“No, you don’t have to,” I said, tossing the condom on the floor.

There was no semblance of foreplay. Dan brought my legs up and pushed them against my chest. He had no trouble finding his way, and I assumed that was because of his experience with girls. I thought Andy might be wrong that he had never fucked a girl. He certainly knew the rudiments. His cock stretched my ass unmercifully, all the way in, which was one, hard, steady thrust. He saw me wince, but showed no mercy.

“I guess it’s gotta hurt some,” he said.

“Nothing I can’t handle,”I said.

I thought Dan was going to fuck my brains out.

“Damn, where’d you learn to fuck like this?”

“I’m doing okay, huh?”

“You’re doing fantastic,” I said. “You’ve had some experience. I’m not showing you a damn thing, am I?”

He laughed. “Man, I’ve never even fucked a girl before,” he said. “The whole of my experiences can be wrapped up right here in this room,” he said. “And this,” he added, holding up his hand.

“I can’t believe you guys are virgins,” I said.

“Ah! So Andy’s a virgin too,” he said, laughing.

“Okay, I fucked up there. I shouldn’t have said that. Don’t tell him I said that.”

“I won’t,” he said, still laughing. “That little liar.”

“He said you lie all the time about fucking girls.”

“How would he know I’m lying?”

“He just doesn’t believe you,” I said.

Talking helped us both hold off, I think, and when we were both quiet, the lust built up. He started fucking me harder and faster. He took hold of my cock and began jacking me off.

“Listen, I wanta cum inside you,” he said.

“Yes, okay.”

“I’ll try to get you off with me.”

He got me off with perfect precision. It was a perfect climax, well timed on his part. About a second after I felt his hot cum spraying my insides, I lost mine. I shot all over the place. He was amazed. He teetered on his knees for a moment after he was finished, till I pulled him down on top of me.

“Wow! This is certainly not what I thought you would be showing me,” he said. “I was expecting a blowjob, at the most.”

“And you never got that,” I said.

“I’ll take a rain-check,” he said. “So, did Andy fuck you or not? He’s gonna tell me anyway.”

“Then he will tell you, or not,” I said.

“Or did you fuck him!” he exclaimed excitedly.

“Not gonna work,” I told him again.

I took Dan into the bathroom where we washed up. I started to go back into the bedroom where his clothes were but he started for the stairs.

“You’re going down like that?” I asked.

“Yeah. I got no secrets,” he said.

Downstairs, Andy and Jase were in the wicker chair and the porch swing, talking in hushed tones. They both looked surprised when Dan and I came out on the porch naked.

“So, did you learn anything?” Andy asked him.

“I got an A-plus on the test,” Dan said.

“You guys make me tired,” Jase drawled as he stood up. “I’m going to bed.”

Andy stood up. “Yeah, me too.  What’re the sleeping arrangements?”

I took Andy by the arm, and grabbed Dan’s arm. I pulled them together, facing each other; close together, in-your-face together.

“Dan….Andy….”  They both looked at me.  “No, don’t look at me, you look at him, and you look at him.”  They turned their focus back to each other. “Dan….Andy….you guys need to talk.  So you can do that, the sleeping arrangements are, you guys are taking Jase’s bed, and Jase is sleeping with me.”  They were too surprised to argue with me.

Upstairs, Jase showed the two boys to his room then went on into my room.  I told the boys goodnight, leaving them a little bewildered, but visibly excited.

"Shit, I wasn’t expecting this,” I heard Andy say.

“I wasn’t expecting any of this, but I guess we gotta talk,” Dan said.

Jase was climbing into bed, offering a wonderful view of his tight, round butt.

“Sorry if I messed up any plans you might’ve had, but those two need to get re-acquainted,” I told him.

“Yeah,” he said with a soft chuckle.  “I got the feeling that you re-directed their hormones.”

“Let’s concentrate on your hormones,” I said, as I crawled into bed, half on top of him. 

“There’s lube and condoms in your room, right?” I asked.

“Yes, do you think they’re going to need them?”

“I don’t know, but I want them to be prepared.”

Sometime in the night, Jase got up to go to the bathroom. He never came back to my room. 

In the morning I found the three of them entangled, naked, in his bed. I let them sleep and went down to start breakfast. It was a beautiful morning and I decided we would eat out on the porch. I was setting things up on the small table for a mini-buffet when Dan came out on the porch. He was wearing his briefs, his hair was damp from his shower.

“Good morning,” I greeted him.

“G-morning.”

“How’d you sleep?” I asked.

“What sleep?” he drawled, laughing softly. I handed him an orange juice. “Hey, I wanta thank you for bringing Andy and me together like you did.”

“That would’ve happened anyway, eventually,” I said.

“I don’t know if it would’ve or not.  Anyway, I’m glad it happened this soon in our lives.  I’ve always loved the guy, I mean like a brother or teammate. After last night…..”  He paused, shaking his head.

“After last night….what?”

“After last night, I think I love him more than that.  I think I’m in love with him.  Last night was the most wonderful night of my life, not to mention the best sex of my life.”

“I’m sorry Jase intruded.  I didn’t intend for him to do that,” I said.

“Oh, Jase was icing on the cake,” he said with a broad smile. “Godd, that guy can fuck!  He drove us both crazy. I can’t even remember all the positions we were in.”

I reared back with surprise.

“What?” he asked.

“He fucked you both?”

“Yeah, he damn near fucked my brains out. We did about everything I’ve ever seen done in those porn videos.”

Just then Andy came out on the porch. He was naked, also still damp from his shower.

“Damn, where are your manners,” Dan said. “You don’t come down to breakfast with your dick hanging out.”

“My dick is your breakfast,” Andy said in a droll tone. “Hey, Mr. Courter--Brad--thanks for last night.”    

“I didn’t have anything to do with it. I was in my own room in my own bed,” I said.

“You had everything to do with it,” he said as he moved over beside Dan and put his arm around his waist.  “Last night was a life changing experience for me.”

“For us,” Dan said, putting his arm around Andy. Then casual as hell, he kissed him.  Andy kissed him back, hard, passionately. I went back inside and left them alone. Jase appeared in the doorway in his briefs and a T-shirt.

“Where's Andy and Dan?”

“Out on the porch,” I said.  “Better leave them alone.”

He went over to the door, then came back, all smiles.  “Geezuss, Dan’s fucking him bent over the porch railing.”

“Like I said, leave them alone.”

“Yeah.  Better put a hold on breakfast,” he said.

To be continued...  

Posted: 02/27/15 rp