Chapter 15 From Justin's viewpoint
I hadn't expected Billy to want to come by my house that Wednesday night. I'd figured he'd be hanging with Jess. But after lunch he'd slipped me a note as he passed me in the hallway. After my last hot session with that stud jock, if he wanted to meet me, he could meet me any time. I wouldn't miss it for the world. The bulge I showed in my jeans the rest of the day proved it.
The more I'd thought about what I had set in motion, I was pretty certain my meeting with Billy would be a lot more talk than action. I didn't have much doubt that Billy would keep his word and blow Jess. Maybe he already had. Or maybe he was looking for last minute tips. Or, better yet, extra training! I could hope, but I didn't think so.
I knew when Billy finally got up the nerve to do Jess that Jess would love it. That Billy would love it, too. And that they'd both finally realize how much they loved guy-on-guy sex . . . and each other.
I guess if I'd really expected to hear from anybody, I thought maybe it would be from both of them. To thank me.
The only downside to that scenario was that I got left out in the end. But that's what I'd always figured would happen from the very beginning. I ought to be happy I'd gotten as much sex out of it as I had. I just hoped that Jess would come around to seeing I wasn't a bad guy and all three of us could be friends.
Maybe when they got over the initial spell of being in love, there'd be time for a three way. That would be fantastic. Maybe my dream of Billy and me fucking Jess at the same time would finally come true. I could imagine perfectly how it would feel to have both our big hard cocks shoved up Jess tight ass. Our hot cocks rubbing against each other. Stretching Jess hole to the max. Billy groaning. Jess groaning. Me . . .
But I was getting way ahead of events. First I had to find out what had happened when Billy offered Jess a blowjob. I sure hoped it had blown them both away.
Billy showed up at my house about 7 p.m. I was studying and had decided that I'd greet him fully dressed for a change. He was really jumpy and kind of upset when he came in. He just sat on my bed and stared at me without speaking.
Finally I broke the silence. "So how did the blowjob go?" No answer.
"Did you do it?" No answer.
"Did he like it?" No answer.
"Did you like it?" No answer.
He just sat there with his head in his hands, staring at the floor.
"So, how was swim practice?"
"This isn't fucking funny, asshole," he said staring at me with a hard glare. "This was all your idea and it was supposed to make everything clear. So where did it get me? Just a bunch of questions I still can't answer."
It wasn't easy, but I finally got him to tell me everything that had happened. What a complete disaster it had been from his point of view.
"So maybe you've learned more than you think," I said after listening to his story. "You've learned that so far sex with Jess isn't all that great for you. That likely means that you're not in love with him the same way he's in love with you."
"Don't give me that fucking 'so far' shit. Jess and I are done with sex. So if I didn't like sex with Jess, does that mean I'm not gay?" Billy asked.
"I don't know that I'd leap to that conclusion. Let me ask you a question and I want you to really think about it before you answer. When you think about having sex, like when you're jacking off, or playing with your dick to pass the time, do you imagine having sex with a guy or a girl?"
"Now when I think about sex . . ." Billy paused and thought a bit. "Now it's always images of you and me. That's been the only sex worth thinking about lately."
A jolt of energy ran through my cock. My hand went straight to my crotch. I was getting hard fast. All of this happened in the split second I heard Billy say " . . . the only sex worth thinking about lately." His words echoed in my head, sending surge after surge of tingling sensations through my cock like nothing I had ever experienced before. I went from maybe a little bit aroused to really hard in a flash. I think I blushed.
I tried to compose myself quickly so that Billy wouldn't see how his answer had affected me. "Well," I stammered, "before you met me, what did you think of when you were getting off. Guys? Or girls?"
Billy paused and was obviously trying to remember. "I don't know for sure. It's like it's hard to even think about what I did before. Like I didn't even think about sex before that first night you showed me how to jack another guy off."
"But you did think about something. All those nights you jerked off in bed alone. Who were you thinking of?" I asked.
Billy paused a long time and then said, "Jess, I guess. Jess and me jerking our meat in his fucking room. I thought about that first time and how great it felt to cum. Seeing Jess' cum shoot so high and being so scared and then cumming for the first time myself. It sounds kind of stupid. Like a little kid thing. But until I met you that was the best sex I knew. Do you think that means I'm fucking gay?"
"You really don't want to be gay, do you?" I asked.
"Can't you answer my questions without asking another question?" he complained.
"Sorry. I'm not an expert on these things. But I kind of think it does mean you're gay. Obviously this is very different for you than it was for me. I always knew. I've known I was gay since I was in grade school."
"Fuck, I wish it were that easy for me. So you really think I'm gay, even though I like girls and all?"
"You know I like girls, too. I just don't think I really want to fuck one. Well, maybe one just to see what it's like. But if I had to choose spending my life fucking women or fucking you, I know which I'd choose."
"You'd choose me?" Billy asked in disbelief.
"Sure," I said. The excitement this had set off in Billy was evident. It looked like he was almost as hard as I was. And he wasn't being shy about groping himself through his jeans. What a beautiful sight as he worked his hard eight inches of cock in his fist. He was all edgy and agitated now. And horny, I thought. I could see the outline of his cockhead as he worked it back and forth against the denim crotch of his jeans.
I had to catch my breath and then I said, "If you decide you're gay, and I hope you do, you would make a great boyfriend. I'd hang in the sack with you all day and all night. My cock would be worn thin as a pencil within a day or two."
"Whoa, there buddy. I'm not even sure I'm gay, much less your boy . . . . Oh, who the fuck do I think I'm kidding. You sucked me off. I sucked you off. We've poured enough cum all over each other to fill a swimming pool." Billy smiled as he said that. But then he pressed his lips together and looked quite serious. "But I'm not ready to say I'm gay yet . . . not ready to be gay yet. Just not yet. I gotta get used to things. Figure them out."
"Like what?" I asked. "It looks to me like you've pretty much got all your answers now. What's the hang-up?"
"I can't just walk into school tomorrow and say, 'Hey, guys, I'm a fucking queer. So, how do you like it?' Even Jess couldn't do that. I've got to think on it. But having you to talk with has really helped. I don't think I can ever show you how much I appreciate what you've done. Thanks."
He stood up, pulled me to him and gave me a bear hug. I hugged him back. Our hard, trapped cocks pressed together. I reached between us and rubbed my palm across his hard-on. Feeling its heat through the fabric. Feeling the mass of his engorged cockhead against the palm of my hand. My own hard cock rubbing against the back of my hand. Running my fingers over the tip of Billy's wonderful cockhead, where a less than subtle wet spot had formed. Billy let out a grown and pushed his cock harder against my palm.
How good it would feel to have that rock hard cockhead pushing into my butt.Pushing deep in my hole. To feel his long hard rod sliding up my ass. Riding this hot stud boy all day long. I loved feeling how thick and hard and long he was. Holding his powerful cock in my hands was great. But having him fuck me would be so much better. I realized how much I wanted him. "I should be thanking you," I whispered in his ear.
I lowered him gently to my bed, stretching out beside him. "Let me help you," I said gently and started to undress my hot jock hunk. He didn't resist.
When I had stripped him completely naked, I took off my shirt and shoes and sox as fast as I could and started to run my fingers lightly over his well-muscled chest and abs. I could feel his muscles, so perfect just beneath his smooth, warm skin. I let my fingers brush occasionally against his hard cock. I lightly played with his balls.
He was writhing beneath me, pre-cum dripping from his cock, which stood hard and proud over his navel. It was so hard. So full as it stood at attention. Pre-cum dripping from its piss slit. Finally I leaned back and smiled down at Billy. He smiled back and began to loosen my jeans with one hand, while stroking my hard-on through the fabric with the other.
My cock felt enormous. As he opened my fly, my cock sprang up in testament to how incredibly hot I was for this guy. "I want to give you the best sex you've ever had so you'll never fear being gay again," I said in a quiet, calm voice. "If you think the sex you've had with me has been good up until now, well fuck, we've only just begun."
With that, I started to go down on Billy's beautiful cock. I opened my moistened lips and let them slide down his hardened cockhead to the top of his shaft. Then I came back up again. His cockhead felt fabulous sliding through my lips as my tongue flicked at its tip, savoring his pre-cum.
I was about to take the full length of his cock down my hungry throat when Billy started moving beneath me. I soon realized he wanted to suck my cock, too. I swiveled around. Making it easy for him, without ever relinquishing the hold my mouth had on his hard cock.
Soon he was licking the blood-engorged head of my fat cockhead, nipping at it with his lips. Slowly sucking it in the way I had his. Oh god this was pure bliss. I was on sexual overload not knowing where to focus. The great feel of Billy's cock in my mouth, or the sensational feel of Billy's hot lips wrapped around my meat.
After a short time, it felt as though Billy could blow his load at any second. Billy pulled his lips from my cock and said, "Just hold me in your mouth. Let me try something." He sucked hard on my cockhead for a moment and then started to take me deeper and deeper down his throat. He put his hands on my hips to guide me stroke by stroke. Each one deeper than the last. Each followed by him sucking hard. So hard his cheeks pulled in tight by the suction he was creating for my hot cockhead. I let my fingers run across those cheeks as he sucked them in. I felt the suction his mouth was generating on my cock.
He paused and took a deep breath. Then once again my cock was slowly sliding deeper into Billy's warm, slippery mouth. Sliding through those now swollen lips. This time he was taking my throbbing cock deeper. And still deeper. He was deep throating me. My entire nine-inch cock had slid down his tight throat and was coming slowly back out. The sensation of his throat, his mouth and his tongue holding my manhood was unbelievably hot. I thought I'd shoot right then.
But he eased my raging cock from his mouth and said, "Now me. Do me." He took my cock and held it motionless in his mouth while I reversed our roles. Sucking on his rock hard cockhead, easing his beautiful cock deep in my mouth. Finally taking his hard eight-inch cock down my throat and holding it there while he felt all the pleasure I had just felt.
Then he slapped my ass and started thrusting his big cock in and out of my waiting mouth, fucking my face with abandon. At the same time, with his hands on my hips he directed me to do the same. As you must realize, we were both so hot by now that it was just a short time before our cum started to flow. I'm not even sure who shot first, but soon my nuts had pulled tight. My entire body stiffened. My back arched and throbbed. I was listening to Billy's sensual groans, like music for sex. And I was shooting. Cumming. Blowing my load hard into Billy's mouth and getting his huge cum load in return.
It all happened so fast I'm not sure who did what exactly. Before I knew it, we were turned head to head, our tongues prowling in each other's mouths like snakes, the fresh taste of our cum such a turn on. We were both still cumming. Not hard, but still our cum was flowing as we pressed our cocks together, sliding their hardness against each other. As we writhed with our cocks pinned between our cum-slicked bodies, our tongues probed each other's mouths. And our love of the taste and smell and feel of our cum consumed us.
Then we switched positions again, coming to rest in a classic 69 position. Taking each other's cocks back in our mouths. Totally spent. Totally satisfied. Our mouths. Our cocks. Our very souls fulfilled by each other. I could have lain there for hours with Billy's cock in my mouth. My cock in his. We were covered in sweat and cum from head to head. I ran my fingers over Billy's soft smooth ass. Letting my finger touch his puckered hole. It spasmed at my touch. I loved that.
I knew two things just then. I never wanted this moment to end. And this would not be the last time.
My phone rang and reality returned. I looked at Billy and he looked at me. He let my dick fall from his lips and said, "You better get it. It might be important."
I slowly released his cock from my lips, brushed a streak of cum from my cheek and picked up the phone by my bed.
"Hello," I said, licking the cum from the fingers of my free hand. "Oh, hi Jess. I didn't expect to hear from you."
When I finally hung up 10 minutes or so later, Billy was sitting rather sullenly on the end of my bed, still naked, still covered in drying cum and sweat, still smelling of sex and excitement. But all of that was behind us now. He asked in a flat, almost angry voice, "What did Jess want?"
I told Billy that Jess was euphoric about his "date" with him. For Jess it had been a fantastic night. He'd thought about everything that had happened and saw my guiding hand behind it. He said he knew I had helped to bring Billy and him closer together. He didn't see me as a conniver trying to lure every jock I could into having sex with me. Although I kind of liked the idea. Jess was sorry he had shunned me and knew that somehow Billy and I had secretly conspired to plan the "date."
Then I told Billy the kicker. "He told me not only that he was in love with you, but that you were in love with him. He kept talking about the life you could have together and how I'd made it all possible. Billy, how could his view of what happened and yours be so different?"
"I don't know what he's talking about. I told you all about that fucking mess of a so-called date. Love was the farthest thing from my mind," he said.
"Well, you're gonna have to talk with him and straighten this out, cuz this could get real messy real fast. And if you're fucking around with both of us, somebody's gonna get hurt."
"I know. I know," he said. "I'll straighten it out. But can't I just enjoy being with you a little longer before I do."
To Be Continued . . .
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