The Professor and Sean I
By: Scotty
(Copyright 2006 by the author)
 

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Chapter 34

I

When I arrived at Kevin's office, he quickly ushered me into his inner office and closed the door. He didn't look me in the eyes, but stared at the floor. He looked worse than Jer. It was obvious to me that he was in deep despondency. I was alarmed at his condition, but I tried not to show my concern.

"Thanks for coming here to talk with me. Have you seen Jer? Is he all right? Tell me please."

"He's okay, Kev. He's frightened. I don't know if he will talk to you. I'm sorry, but you brought this all on yourself. Look, he's coming to stay with Sean and me. We want him to get some rest, to have some time to think about it. I told him about you and how miserable you are, but, frankly, he didn't seem to care. He's distraught, Kev. You hurt him, not only physically, but also mentally; you surely did him great harm. He has to work through that."

"I wish I didn't love the guy so much, Ry. If I didn't love him, it would be easy to walk away, but I can't. I want him back so much, Ry. I know I'll either go crazy or get back on drugs if I can't work this out with him."

"Kevin, I am not going to let that happen. But, shithead, you have to give me some time to work things out with Jerrod. He's the most important part of this problem at the moment. I know you love him and want him back. I need to help him find out how he really feels about you."

"I can wait a long time if it means I get Jerrod back."

"Kev, when the time is right, we will invite you to the townhouse for dinner, or something. You two can talk, but not without Sean, or me, or both of us in the room. I know that Jerrod won't be in the room alone with you, not yet. He's still frightened of you."

"Ry, what have I done. He not only hates me, he is scared to death of me. God, please help me. I love him so much."

"God is probably not going to help you with this, Kev. You have to deal with all of this. You need your job. You have to apologize to your department chair for your obnoxious behavior when she asked you to see her. She is very upset and thought about sacking you. Cathy told me all about it. So get you hairy ass to her office and apologize. Get that part of this mess over with. Then you have to get to work, and try not to forget that you love Jerrod. Have some faith in Sean and me, Kev. We love both you guys and we want you both to be happy."

"Thanks, Ryan. You are always so good at helping others. You are a kind, gentle, loving man. I have much to learn from you. I am going to go apologize the minute you leave."

"I have to get going. I have a class, my first since Vermont, so I don't want to be late. I'll be in touch."

With that I quickly left Kev's office and headed to mine. My class would be arriving and I didn't want to be late. Everything else would have to wait for a couple of hours.

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[Sean is now narrator].

After Ry left us in the cafeteria, I asked Jerrod to come with me to see Dr. Fillimore. He was hesitant, but I persuaded him to accompany me. We made out way across campus to the music building. Luckily, Dr. Fillimore was in his office.

I told him the situation, and he could see Jerrod's condition. He was quick to tell me to get going. I was doing well in the class, so missing one class would not be a problem.

"Just be sure you finish the reading on composition. Oh, yes, and I need to see what you have written, Sean. That's due this Friday."

"It's almost ready, Dr. Fillimore. I promise it won't be late. And thanks a million for understanding."

"Dr. Fillimore, I don't know you too well, but thanks for letting Sean get me home so I can get some sleep. I'm a basket case at the moment."

"No problem, Jerrod. You get some rest and some good food. I am sure Dr. Taylor and Sean will take good care of you. Sean, let me know if there is anything Greg or I can do to help. Now get going."

We left the music department and walked to the parking lot where we got the Rover and drove the short distance to the townhouse. Jerrod was very quiet, and I didn't make any attempt at conversation as I knew he had much to mull over, to consider, to sift out, to make decisions about. It would be a monumental task, but I had complete faith in Jerrod. We arrived at the townhouse and got out of the Rover and walked to the door. I unlocked the it, and we entered. Jerrod headed immediately to the sofa.

"No way, Jerrod. You are going to sleep in our bed. You need to be completely comfortable. If you wake up, and are hungry, there's stuff in the kitchen; you may help yourself. I have just one more class, and then I will be home."

"Sean, I don't want to sleep in your bed. That bed is for you and Ry. I don't belong in there."

"Jerrod, you are a silly ass. We won't be in the bed, you will be in the bed sleeping, getting the rest you really need. Now, come on, to the bedroom."

We went to the bedroom where I turned down the bed, pulled the draperies, and switched on a small bedside light. Jerrod was removing his sneakers and socks. He pulled his shirt off and dropped his jeans and underwear. He stood there naked and beautiful. He was certainly sexy and alluring, but I ignored what my cock was telling me and let my brain take over.

"Get in bed, Jer. I'll cover you up."

Jerrod swallowed hard. Then he slowly got into the bed. I went over to pull up the linens.

"Sean, will you please get in bed with me and hold me? I need some affection. I don't want sex. I just want to feel someone hold me who loves me as a friend."

I stood there for what seemed like a year, but it was only a moment. I kicked off my sneakers, pulled off my socks, took off my shirt, and dropped my jeans to the floor, stepping out of them. I stood there in my briefs, and without any further thought, I slipped into bed, snuggled up to Jerrod and put my arms around him. I kissed the back of his neck once and told him,

"Jerrod, go to sleep. I won't leave you until you are sound asleep. Are you comfortable?"

"Yeah, thanks Sean. I love you. I hope you never forget that. I know I can't have you, but I still love you."

"I know, Jer, now put your head on my chest so that I can stroke you hair. Now, relax, I'm here, go to sleep."

And suddenly, through my own action, I was kissing Jer on his lips, gently and with great care. He sighed and slowly fell into a fitful sleep. I stayed with him for almost an hour before I carefully slipped out of the bed. Picking up my clothes, I went into the living room where I dressed. I thought about the kiss I had given Jer. 'Why had I done that? I knew the answer: because he needed that kiss.' I would tell Ry about it.

After quietly arming the alarm system, I left the townhouse and returned to campus arriving just in time for my geography course. I wasn't in the mood for class as it seemed to me that life had interfered too much. Because I wanted to see Ry to tell him what happened, the class dragged on until I thought I would scream. Fortunately it ended before I made a total fool of myself.

As I left the classroom, I ran into Rich Colstrum a fellow student in Milne's composition class.

"Hey, Sean, what the fuck's the matter with Jerrod? He looked like shit in class today. I think he had a black eye, and he looked like he'd slept in his clothes. Do you know what's going on?" he asked.

"Rich, I know something, but not everything, so I would rather not say too much about it. Jerrod's having a very rough time right at this moment in his life. He needs our help and understanding. I am sure he will be back to his old, happy-go-lucky self in a few days."

"Gotcha, dude. No more questions from me. See ya around."

Rich went his way and I hurried to Ry's office, hoping that he would be there. When I arrived I saw the door was slightly ajar and the light was on. It was like a beacon, a lighthouse, steering me to safety. My lover, the most important person in my life, would know what to do. Ry would make everything fine again; he always had.

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[Ryan returns as narrator].

Finishing my class on Shakespeare's women, I had a strong feeling that my students didn't get their money's worth. A little rusty from being away and with my mind on Jerrod and Sean, the lesson wasn't a stellar performance. I hoped all had gone well with those two. The image of Kevin, distraught, almost unkempt, trying to make amends with me about his behavior, kept coming back as a haunt. Kev's first duty was to make amends with Jerrod.

Arriving at my office, I hoped that Sean would be there. That was a foolish thought as he had his last class of the day on the other side of the campus. How odd it is that Sean and I can be so happy and our little spats so meaningless when compared to the difficulties that Jerrod and Kev are having. I hoped that old saying, 'True love never runs smooth' had some credence for Jerrod and Kevin.

The office was strangely quiet as I gathered up my things in preparation to go home. I wanted to see Sean, to know that he was okay, that he was safe. Since the attack, I always worried in various degrees about his safety. Sometimes I cautioned myself not to become too possessive. Sean needed some freedom to explore his world, to learn from his mistakes as I had.

Now the two images I had in my mind, first seeing him bleeding on the floor, and then almost killed in the Rover, compounded my concern and it was developing into an abnormal fear. I had to shake this feeling. After all, Sean was a grown man. I had to let him live as one. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was now almost three fifteen. Sean should be here now. I was sitting at the desk tapping my fingers nervously on it, when Sean bounded into the room all smiles and happiness. He shut the door and locked it, which promised good things to come.

"Hey, Hon, I've missed you. How's about a big smack-a-roo for your sexy partner?" he asked playfully.

"I have had you on my mind all day, Baby. Come here and give me a Kelly kiss."

Sean moved quickly to me, sat in my lap, and gave me a long, hot Kelly kiss.

"Baby, that was a sizable smack-a-roo! Thank you."

"It was a long, difficult day not being with you every minute like we were just before our ceremony and afterward at the cabin. It's going to take me a while to get used to not being close to you, not being able to touch you when I want, kiss you when I feel like it. And no more spontaneous sex."

"We'll make it, Sean, because we love each other. It was a difficult day for me, too, for all the same reasons. Let's go home, Baby, to see if we can help Jerrod. By the way, Baby, who says there won't be any more spontaneous sex. Just you wait!" I said with a laugh.

For that I got another powerful kiss and a knowing grope of my crotch where my hard penis was squeezed and then caressed. I was losing my self-control, and I was soon feeling his crotch and his beautiful ass. He was sighing and moaning, or was it me? I had my tongue deep in his mouth, and I wanted him then and there.

I pushed him back onto the desk, opened his jeans, pulling them out of my way, took his hard cock out of his bikini underwear and swallowed it deep into my throat. I wasted no time, moving quickly up and down his hard shaft, using my tongue in every way I could think of to give him pleasure. Suddenly he filled my mouth with his man-boy cum, spurting a number of times. I didn't lose a drop. His body finally stopped shaking and I realized that I had pushed my middle finger deep into his ass. I removed my finger and Sean pushed off his sneakers and then his jeans and bikini.

He lifted his legs and offered his beautiful ass to me. My pants and underwear were immediately on the floor around my ankles. I pushed my shirt and tie aside, and with few preliminaries I pushed my cock deep into his hot hole. I fucked him fast and with powerful strokes. He kept begging me to go faster, deeper. My climax was close and I plunged in one more time and started shooting into his love channel. I was kissing him with passion and tweaking his nipples.

That's when I heard him laughing as he stroked my back and as my cock plopped out of its treasured home.

"What's so funny?"

"Who said we couldn't have spontaneous sex? Not me, Ry. I didn't say that, did I?" he answered with a laugh.

"I told you not to worry. We'll find ways to have spontaneous sex. Now let's get dressed and get home. If Jerrod is asleep, we can make spontaneous love in our favorite place: the kitchen."

"Before we go, I have to tell you something, Ry. Jerrod asked me to get in bed with him, to hug him as a friend. He needed to feel that someone cared for him. He was almost asleep when I just leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It wasn't sexual. It was more to let him know that I cared. He fell asleep immediately. Did I do something wrong, Ry? Did I break my promise to you? I didn't think of it as sex, but maybe you do. Was I a crap head again?"

"Baby, you just proved that you are a sensitive understanding friend. No, it wasn't sex. I am not upset, in fact, I love you a little more knowing that you care that much for someone in distress. It means I picked the best one in the bunch. But then, I have always known that. No problem, Baby. No problem at all."

I got a quick kiss as a thank you as we dressed and left for the townhouse. During the drive, Sean kept rubbing my thigh. I was getting hard again, and he enjoyed caressing my hard cock.

"Sean, please, I don't want to cum in these dress trousers."

Sean unzipped my trousers, took out my cock and took it into his mouth. He began to suck me in earnest, but I was afraid that I might run off the road. I pulled into a small roadside area where there were a couple of other cars parked. A well-worn path led into the woods. A young man was standing just inside the path with his cock out of his trousers. He was stroking his cock and enjoying it. From further back on the path, another young man came up, and kneeling in front of him, took his cock into his mouth and began to suck him. Even though I was enjoying Sean's expert cock sucking, I wanted him to get a look at the action.

"Sean, take a look at this." I told him.

He pulled off my cock, sat up and looked toward the path, where now, even in the brisk December weather, pants had been dropped to the ground.

"Wow, I know those two guys, Ry. The guy getting sucked is Zachery James, he's a junior at State on the swim team. The guy sucking him off is Taylor Christian; he's a freshman, and he's in my composition class. I'll be damned."

"Who's the guy that just showed up in the Jeep?"

Sean looked over, then turned to me, and smiled.

"I know him, too. He's a grad assistant in the library. He's a hunk. Look at his gorgeous ass. That's..."

"I know him, too. That's William Bellows; he has helped me with some of my research. Will you look at that? He's kissing Zachery. Oh, man, Taylor is opening his jeans now. He's sucking both of them. This is hot!"

"Yeah, hot as hell. Can you imagine what would happen if we joined them. They would bust their balls running to their cars. But let's just go home to Jerrod. He needs us, Ry. We can check these guys out sometime when we want raw sex. Now we have a friend in need."

"My sentiments exactly. They are cute and hot though. I would love to tell Bill the next time I see him that he seemed to be enjoying ...wait a minute. Look, Zach and Bill are on their knees sucking Taylor's cock...this is hot. Let's get out of here before we can't control ourselves."

As we drove away, all three guys stopped their show, stood and waved good-bye to us. We both started to laugh.

"We were had, Baby. Those guys were putting on a show for us. It was a good show, too. Wait until I see Bill again in the library. You should remind Taylor about the show, too. I don't know how we can get in touch with Zachery, but he should know that we enjoyed his part in the festivities."

Sean was laughing loudly. He zipped up my trousers after putting my cock back in its place. Moments later we drove into the parking lot of the townhouse. Shortly, we would know how Jerrod had made out.

I unlocked the door and quickly disarmed the alarm. Lights were on the living room. As we walked in further, we could see Jerrod, who was wearing Sean's white terry cloth robe, sitting at the counter drinking a soda. He smiled at both of us when we came into his view.

"Glad you guys are home. I was getting lonely."

"How long have you been awake, Jerrod?" Sean asked.

"Oh, I guess about a half hour. Took a shower. I feel ten thousand times better, thanks to both of you. I am hungry, though.

"We can take care of that. Sean, why don't you chat with Jerrod while I prepare something to eat. Is that okay, Jerrod? Or would you rather we order take out?" I asked.

"Whichever is quicker, but I could use a snack. I haven't eaten for a day or two," came Jerrod's quick response.

"Order take out then. What would you like, Chinese, Italian, pizza, McDonalds?"

"Pizza, Ry. I want pizza," said an impatient Sean.

"Sounds, good to me, too," offered Jer.

While I did the ordering on the phone, it was obvious that Jer and Sean were having a serious conversation. I kept an eye on the two of them, just in case of a flare up. Jerrod was becoming very animated his arms flying around as he gestured to Sean and then to me. His face was red, and I could tell he was not in his happy mood now. Sean remained calm and kept telling Jer something, but Jer would have nothing to do with it. Finally, in desperation, Sean leaned in, grabbed Jer and placed a hard kiss on his lips. All the noise stopped. I walked over to the two guys.

"What is the problem, you two? Let's have some answers."

"He's pissed at me because I told you about the kiss and about getting in bed with him. He thinks I should have kept that from you. I told him I don't keep secrets from you. Then he got going on Kevin, and I told him to cool it, that we should only discuss that matter when we were not angry with each other."

"Jer, I am not upset that Sean treated you as a real friend. He and I know that it was not sexual. He wanted you to know that he loved you as a friend and wanted to help calm you. He knew you needed sleep. It's okay, Jer. It's okay!"

Jer flung himself into my arms weeping as he did. Sean came to us and hugged us both. Jer's crying subsided, and he pulled away a little to tell us,

"My God, I miss him so much. I want to be with him. But I am afraid. I can't help it, guys. I just don't know what to do."

"I think you should have something to eat while we wait for the pizza. I am going to make you a sandwich. Now come and sit at the counter with Sean and we can talk calmly about the situation."

We broke up our group hug, but I noticed that Jer kept Sean's hand in his as the walked to the counter. They sat on opposite sides of the counter. For a few seconds, no one said much. As always, it took my marvelous Sean to break the ice.

"Jer, do you really still love Kevin?"

"Of course, I never stopped loving him. I am just afraid of him. If he loses his temper easily, what am I to expect as our relationship goes on? He's so jealous that he doesn't even want me to talk to other guys. Sean, if he knew you were in bed with me this afternoon, even though we didn't do anything sexual, it would blow his mind. I can't live that way, not even if I love him."

As I stacked the sandwich with ham and cheese, I asked Jer, "What do you want, or better yet, what do you expect from Kevin? What does he have to do to make you comfortable with him?"

"That's just the problem, Ry, I don't know. I have tried to think of something that would make me feel secure with him, but I haven't come up with anything?"

Sean piped in, "Maybe if he enrolled in an Anger Management Program where he would learn to control his anger, that would help make you feel more secure."

"Maybe," said Jer tentatively.

As the sandwich was finished, I brought it to Jer. He thanked me, but I noticed Sean looking at me with disbelief in his eyes. It was then that I brought another plate with a sandwich on it to him. He smiled that smile at me and gave me a hug.

"You didn't think I would not bring food to my partner? You are still a growing man. You need food. You need energy. You have to keep up with Tarzan!"

Jer was laughing heartily and soon Sean joined in, too. I was laughing too at my very poor imitation of Tarzan. While the two guys ate, I decided I would pursue the matter with Kevin at little more.

"Do you think you could meet with Kevin and talk with him? Do you think that might help you understand him better? He hasn't had an opportunity to explain himself. Maybe he doesn't deserve the opportunity because he acted like a stupid asshole. But, Jer, doesn't he deserve some time to try to make amends with you?"

Jer didn't answer for some time, concentrating rather, on his sandwich. Sean shifted on his stool, indicating that he was uncomfortable with the process. I decided to let it rest.

"Will you guys stay with me? Can we do it here? Ry, I really want to see him again. I still love him; I love him very much. Yes, I want him to come here. Tonight, please. I want to get this over with so that I will at least know where I stand. Please arrange it, Ry," Jer said in a voice that indicated strength and resolve.

"I think you are a wise and wonderful guy, " added Sean, who got up from his stool, walked to Jer, and gave him another warm hug.

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I called Kevin from the phone in the study area leaving Sean and Jer to finish their sandwiches and chat with each other. Kevin was happy that Jer would talk to him, but he was more than surprised that he wanted to do it now, immediately. Kevin needed a short time to bath and shave and get properly dressed. I could hear the excitement, the joy in his voice. We set a time, seven-thirty. I assured him that everything on this end would be ready.

Returning to the kitchen, Jer looked at me with a little fear mixed with some hope. Sean put his arm around him, and they waited for me to tell them what had happened with Kev.

"He's excited and filled with hope. He'll be here at seven-thirty, which gives us plenty of time to eat our pizza and for you to get dressed properly, Jerrod. No, wait a minute, perhaps you stay dressed the way you are, then Kev won't conclude that you are ready to go home with him tonight. That's a better idea."

The pizza arrived at that moment. Sean ran to the door. He said a few things to the delivery boy whose face became bright red. Then he paid for the pizza, and gave the extraordinarily sexy delivery boy a good tip. He came back to the kitchen with the pizza.

"Sean, wasn't that Taylor Christian? I didn't know he was a delivery boy," said Jer.

"Yeah, that's Taylor. He told me he's been doing that job since school began."

"Sean, why did his face get so red?" asked Jer.

"Oh, it was just a remark I made to him about having seen him earlier this afternoon. Now, who wants pepperoni and who wants double cheese. And there's also this magnificent one that has everything on it except Taylor," he said with a laugh.

"Hey, let's just put the boxes out, and we can all help ourselves. And tonight you can have beer with your pizza if you want,'' I told them.

Soon the boxes were spread out and opened, and everyone reached for his favorite. I got some plates and then some beer out of the fridge. Neither of the guys refused the beer. It made me smile. Everyone took a piece of pizza and started to eat. I noticed that Jer was toying with his pizza.

"Something is bothering you , Jer? Talk about it so that we can help you," I told him.

"Come on, Jer. Let us help you. We're your friends. We love you, man," Sean told him.

"It's just that I really want to see Kevin, but I am very nervous about it. Maybe he really doesn't want to have me back. He may just be rubbing this into me, simply because I gave Jose Torres a kiss when he told me he had found a lover and that they were moving into an apartment together. Kev never let me tell him what happened. I wondered if he really didn't care and this was just his way of getting rid of me." Jer sighed deeply.

"Jer, whatever I may not know about the problem between you and Kev, I can tell you this: he is out of his mind about losing you. I think he wants you back more than he can express. But, Jer, he needs to tell you that himself. Don't be nervous; this is Kev's time to be nervous. You just be your usual wonderful self," I told him.

"Thanks, Ry, that helps a lot. I am really hungry so watch out for your limbs as I start to devour this pizza," he said with a laugh.

Sean and I joined him in the laughter. The rest of the pizza and a few more beers were soon history. One empty box had been knocked to the floor, another was precariously near the edge of the counter, while the third was secure between Jer and Sean. As young men sometime do, Jer and Sean were unabashed in their loud burping; I guessed it was their way of saying that all was delicious. I smiled, and laughed inwardly, remembering a time not so long ago when I would have been joining them. It is at times such as these that the mantle of age gets a little heavier. Like everyone born, I was looking back to my younger years with those proverbial rose-colored glasses, not able to see the difficult times, the times when despair and loneliness ate away at my soul. Sean broke this nostaglgic spell,

"Ry, are you going to stay in the room, or am I? Maybe we both should be here," he said.

"Perhaps we should let Jer decide who he wants here. Jer, who would you like in the room with you when Kev comes to talk with you?"

"I want you both here for different reasons. Ry, you are older, more responsible than I am, more in tune with the world. And Sean is just a buddy who is here for moral support. I would expect that you, Ry, would referee the match, so to speak. I just don't want any fighting. I wouldn't be able to deal with it."

"We'll both be here. Don't short change Sean, Jer; he is really a very mature, sophisticated, discerning man. After all, he picked me and that says a lot."

Sean began laughing immediately, rushed to me and planted a great kiss on my lips. It was deliriously satisfying.

"The truth, Jer, is that Ry is the mature, sophisticated, discerning man. He has to be because he said 'yes' when I asked him if I could come home with him on that night which seems so long ago," he said.

"My, God, you two; what a mutual admiration society you have. Anyway, I think you are both top-drawer. I want you here with me. And..."

It was then that the doorbell rang. I looked at my watch, which showed that it was seven o'clock, so I wondered who it might be. Sean started to answer the door.

"No, Sean, let me get it, just in case."

Sean returned to Jer and sat by his side on the sofa. He took his hand in his, kissed him lightly on the cheek and whispered something to him. Later he would tell me he had simply told Jer to be his hot, sexy, athletic self. I smiled and laughed, but it was great advice.

When I opened the door, there stood Kevin. He looked much better than he had earlier. He wasn't smiling, and he seemed tired and worn. He looked at me with such sadness in his eyes that I almost lost my composure, but I didn't.

"Ryan, I know that I'm early, but I just couldn't wait any longer. I am going insane with loneliness. I have to see Jer, please."

"I will have to ask Jer. Please wait in the entry. I'll be right back."

I hurried to Jer. "It's Kevin. Are you ready to talk with him?"

"Yes. Bring him in," he said as he stood up and faced the entryway.

I went back to get Kevin who, by now, was a serious bunch of nerves; even his eyes were moist with the tears he was trying so valiantly to control.

"He'll see you, Kevin. But remember, be careful and as wise as your years and education can make you. Don't hurt him in any way, or you will have to deal with me. And I can be a bastard."

We walked into the living room to find Jer standing straight and tall. He was not showing any signs of weakness or of caring. Kev moved slowly to Jer. Sean got to his feet and moved along side Jer. As soon as Kev got close enough, he fell to his knees, clasped Jer to him, and through deep sobs kept begging Jer's forgiveness. Jer did not immediately respond. He stood there stiffly almost ignoring the lover on his knees who was begging for forgiveness. Sean had moved away from Jer and came to me. As we watched, Jer's robe opened and Kev's face was on his abs, kissing and still begging for forgiveness. It was hard to believe that Jer could maintain his composure in such an emotional time, but he did.

Finally, Jer pulled Kev to his feet. They were face to face, both with tear-stained faces. They looked deeply into each other's eyes. Finally, Jer spoke.

"Kevin Reading, you hurt me a great deal. You made me feel cheap and unwanted. You sent me away without hearing my side of the story. I have tried to hate you, Kevin, but I can't. Don't you understand, don't you realize how much I love you? I want to love you again, but not until we understand each other."

A sobbing Kevin answered, "I am so sorry, Jer. I love you more than anything else. You make my world. You are my happiness. I will do whatever you ask of me. I will never again forget that you are my lover, not some street boy. That I treated you so poorly, so badly, so inconsiderately, is the truth. I have no excuse except, I guess, when I saw you kiss Torres, I thought I was losing you. It made me furious because I thought you loved me exclusively. And the stupid asshole that I am, I never took the time to find out what was really going on. Jer, I love you very much, and all I can do is to ask your forgiveness and tell you that I will never hurt you again."

Sean took my hand as we saw a slight smile come across Jer's face, and in an instant they were in each other's arms, kissing wildly, passionately. It was obvious that the kiss had made its mark on Jer as his beautiful penis was at full mast. They continued to hug and kiss, oblivious to us.

Sean whispered into my ear, "They should have our bed tonight. We can sleep on the pullout sofa."

"That's a great idea," I whispered back to him.

"Guys, we hate to interrupt, but why don't you two go to our bedroom, finish your talk, and stay the night together in our bed. We'll sleep here on the pullout sofa. We need just a minute to get some linens and stuff, and we'll be out of your way until morning."

"It's up to Jer. I will do whatever he wants," Kev said.

"Let's go to their bedroom, please, Kev."

With that, hand-in-hand they went to our bedroom. We followed to get some lounging clothes and linens. We were out of their way in moments.

"If you need us, come out to the living room, or just yell. Goodnight, and God Bless you both," we said in unison.

When we were back in the living room, Sean came to me and hugged me, giving me a light kiss on the lips. He smiled at me and asked,

"What did you think of that, Hon? Did it surprise you? It sure made me feel almost sad watching Kev in such despair. Jer was magnificent. He held up like steel."

"When you really love someone, and those two love each other a great deal more than either of them has yet realized, then making up is easy to do. This experience will teach them a lot about their true feeling for each other. I think we saw lust replaced by love tonight. That's what happened to us when you were injured. Love took over. That's what happened to Jer and Kev tonight. It was great that they came together so quickly and so easily, which is a positive sign that things will only improve."

"You, my handsome lover, are so profoundly understanding and caring. It's no wonder that you take my breath away; I hope I never feel any other way. You just need some kissing. I know. Just go with the flow with me, okay?"

"Sure."

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I lowered the lights and we opened the sofa bed and put on the linens. I went to the closet and got out our coats and hats and gloves. I told Sean to put them on, which he did immediately. I took his hand and brought him to just inside the door in the entryway. Clearing my throat, I told him in a whisper.

"Are you sure you really want to be here? You know my folks are away for the weekend. Sean, if you are uncomfortable, please tell me."

He squeezed my hand and gave me a peck on the cheek. "I want to be here, Ryan, but I am a little nervous. My folks know where I am and are okay with it. They don't know how we feel about each other, but I guess we don't either."

"I understand. You wanna take off your coat and stuff?"

"What do you mean by stuff?" came the quick question.

"Oh, just your hat and gloves. I don't expect you to get naked for me, at least not yet. I just want to talk and maybe make out a little. I enjoy kissing you, Sean; it is very stimulating. Do you like it?"

"Yes, as much as I can remember. I have only kissed you that one time in the car. Maybe you could kiss me now and remind me of how it feels."

I moved to Sean, who was now standing in my 'bedroom', and took him into my arms and kissed him so gently that it was almost not a kiss. I heard him gasp and I realized that I had been successful.

"Wow, Ryan, wow, that was so wonderful! Kiss me again, please."

I took him into my arms again, this time I kissed him more firmly, licking his lips with my tongue. He was groaning, but did not open his lips.

"Let's sit down. Is the bed okay, or would you rather sit in the chair? It's up to you, Sean."

"Well, I...I think I'll sit in the chair to start with. Is that okay?"

"Sean, are you afraid of me?"

"Oh, no, not at all. It's just that I'm afraid of myself. I have these strong desires, most of them very erotic, some of them make me blush. It's not you, really," he said as he looked at the floor and his face flushed.

"If you trust me, Sean, as I trust you, don't worry about what your desires are. We will deal with them when we have to deal with them. Will you come here and sit by me on the bed?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I want to sit near you, Ry. I want to feel your body next to mine. Is that crazy?" he asked shyly.

"No, no, that's not crazy. It's a simple desire that you have. Come here, do you mind if I call you, 'Baby', or 'Babe', or something like that?

"No, that's fine. What do I call you?" he asked.

"Just let it flow, Baby, whatever you feel like calling me will be fine with me. Now come on over here and sit next to me so we can talk."

Sean slowly got up from the chair and walked to the bed. He looked into my eyes, and smiled so beautifully that I wanted to take him and pull him to the bed and make passionate love to him, but I didn't. I wanted him to lead the way, at least at the beginning. I wanted him so badly that my balls hurt from pent- up desire. He sat beside me, his hands at his side. I put my arm around him and kissed him on the cheek.

"That was nice. Please kiss me on the lips," he said.

I put both of my arms around him and pulled him to me in a solid embrace and kissed him on the lips, firmly, but with love. This time when I ran my tongue across his lips, he opened them and let me inside his mouth. I explored his mouth with my tongue, and suddenly he was sucking on my tongue so hard I worried that he would pull it out of my body. But I didn't do anything. Soon his arms were around me and he was exploring my mouth with his tongue. It set me on fire. He pushed me back onto the bed and began to unbutton my shirt. I was so happy because I realized that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. 'Just be careful, stupid, and don't mess this up.' I told myself. I decided to take a little control.

I pulled Sean to me and began to kiss his face, his ears, his eyes. While I did that, I began to open his shirt kissing him gently on his chest as it became exposed. He had his eyes closed and his sighing and groaning were a testament to my good work. When I began to pull his shirt out of his jeans, he suddenly pushed me away and sat up with a start.

"What did I do, Sean? What's the matter?"

"I'm losing control. I feel so wonderful that I am not aware of my surroundings. I'm sorry, but it frightened me."

"Okay, Sean, I want you to know something. I want to get naked and I want you too. I want to make love, and I don't want to do it with all our clothes on. If you don't want that, then tell me, and we can find something else to do. We can watch a video, or something."

Sean sat still for a long moment. He then turned to me and kissed me hard on the mouth. He pulled my half-unbuttoned shirt from my jeans, and then pulled my arms out of it. Suddenly he was kissing my chest, my nipples, licking them, too. My cock was soon as hard as steel. Just as suddenly he stopped and sat up.

"That is one of my desires, to kiss and lick your chest and nipples. Did I do it all right, or did I screw up somehow?" he asked in a low growling whisper.

"You were wonderful. Here, feel this. It will tell you how successful you were." I took his hand and placed it on my very erect cock.

"Yeah, well feel this." He took my hand and placed it on his crotch. He was hard.

Without any warning, Sean stood up and kicked off his sneakers, pulled his shirt off, and then in a quick movement, pushed his jeans and boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. He picked up his foot and placed it in my lap. I took off his sock. We repeated the same with the other foot. There he stood, so beautiful, so desirous, I almost shot my load. His cock was magnificent and his balls hung low and were large and wonderful.

"Is this what you wanted, Ry?"

I was almost unable to answer, but I managed to mumble, "Yes, and you are so beautiful."

He moved to me and reached down and pulled off my sneakers and socks. Sean unbuckled my belt, undid my jeans and pulled them and my jockeys off my body. I was as naked as he was. He stood there examining my body.

"Ry, you are beautiful, too. Your body is so, well, tempting. I am glad we got naked."

I reached out for his hand and he gave it to me willingly. He came to me and we embraced, our cocks rubbing against each other as our hands explored each other's body. Our lips were locked in a powerful French kiss; I was in sexual heaven. I finally pulled back the bedding and laid down, encouraging Sean to lay next to me. We were again in a wondrous embrace, this time our legs were entwined and we were almost as one.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take, Hon. I think I might cum at any moment, and I don't want to. There are so many other things I want to do, to know about, to learn. I want you to teach me how two men make love. What should we do, my cock is ready to shoot?"

I pulled away from him, smiled at him and kissed him on the nose.

"Let's just take a minute or two and talk about anything except sex. How about we order a pizza and stop for a moment to eat. Sean, I don't want you to cum yet. I want to make love to you, Baby, and when you can't stand it any longer, I have a place I want you to store your hot cream."

Ry called for the pizza. We dressed, and went into the 'living room' to wait. We discussed our classes and teachers and for a short moment, some of the guys at school we thought were hot. Sean mentioned Sam Davidson who was in my chemistry class. He was a hot, dark headed dude with a body you would die for. And his eyes and smile were the kind that melted your resolve not to make a fool of yourself, but then you did anyway. He was a hunk. I knew who he was, too.

We played a couple of hands of poker while we were waiting. I killed poor Sean who didn't have any card-playing skills. Also, I think his mind was somewhere else. Shortly after ten-thirty, the doorbell rang. I went to answer it. There standing, holding the red heat-saving thermal bag was none other than our friend, Samuel J. Davidson. I took the pizza and put it on the table and told him I had to go get some cash in the other room. That left him and Sean together.

Sam was talking about chemistry with Sean, complimenting him on how well he did, how much he knew. I came back into the room with the money and paid Sam for the pizza and gave him a good tip. He thanked both of us and left.

I asked Sean if he had ever fantasized about Sam. He assured me that he had, but he knew Sam was straight.

"After all," he told me, "Sam was selected Prom King."

"And do you think that only straight guys get selected Prom King? High school gays often have girl friends, but that is only to keep themselves in the closet. No one knows, for example, that we are gay. Do they?"

"Not that I know. But you know what, Ry, I don't give a flying fuck if they know or don't know. I want to make love with you,, now. The pizza will have to wait. Any objections?"

"Neither of us spoke as we went to my 'bedroom'. Sean was a true virgin, and I was right next door to being a virgin.

It was at this juncture that we both came out of our fantasy world, laughed a little, and commented on how horny we had gotten, imagining how it might have been.

"I guess that's enough fantasy for tonight, Baby. Come here and get in bed with me. Let's make love, Sean."

So we did, and that was not a fantasy.

To be continued...

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