Disclaimer: IF YOU ARE LEGALLY UNDERAGE TO VIEW OR READ SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIALS - STOP NOW. THIS SHORT STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN CONSENTING MALES. ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS WORK OF TOTAL FICTION ARE BETWEEN THE AGES OF 17 - 18 YO.
Notice: Even though the majority of this story is written in the "I" narrative, it is total fiction - any similarity between any character and any real person is coincidental.
Love of My Life By Avitar avitar_two@hotmail.com
Chapter One
Matt's head slowly tilted back, eyes closed, the hot mouth softly moved up and down the hard length of his cock. His mind filled with the usual fantasy of his best friend, Curtis.
Tommy, a year younger and the next door neighbor had been sucking Matt's cock at least once or twice a week for the past two years. The relationship was somewhat strange as Matt had made it very clear to Tommy there would be nothing in return. Tommy was not a bad looking kid, in fact he was handsome by most standards. It was just that Matt had been hopelessly in love with Curtis since he could remember. At first his feelings had been that of a younger brother idolizing an older sibling since he was an only child. Curtis had an older sister who was almost grown, she was four years older. When the hormones started to flow, he found himself wanting more than a brother.
It had all started very strangely: Tommy simply had asked one afternoon, "Can I suck your cock?"
After Matt had gotten over the shock, he decided that a suck-off might feel a lot better than jack-off. Matt had never even seen Tommy naked, much less his cock. Tommy did not seem to mind, there was no indication Matt was anything other than a dick to suck and he had become an expert at swallowing all of him.
Curtis played on the varsity football team as a tight-end while Matt was the fastest sprinter on the track team. As teenagers, they had become almost inseparable. Their families worked at the same company and they had vacationed together more than one summer. Matt and Curtis were even baptized at the same time. For the past two years they had even dated identical twin girls who were extremely religious and virgins. This had been a perfect arrangement for Matt as he had known for a long time he preferred men to women. His only heartache was that Curtis was a totally straight jock who had a very low opinion of "queers", often asserting himself so that everyone around him knew where he stood on the subject.
Tommy's bold request had come to the rescue just at the time when Matt's lust for Curtis was almost uncontrollable. The sex was always the same, Tommy sucked Matt off while Matt fantasized about Curtis. Tommy did not appear to be hurt or insulted when on a couple of occasions, Matt had muttered Curtis' name as he shot his load.
After tomorrow, Curtis and Matt's relationship would change forever. They would be going off to college. Curtis had wanted them to share an apartment, but Matt felt he needed a measure of privacy away from him. He knew there would be no Tommy to service his needs and he needed to make new friends with similar sex interests. Curtis definitely would not understand or accept his lifestyle. Many times during their many sleep-overs, Matt had remained awake most of the night inhaling the sweet musk of Curtis' body. It was electric when they accidently touched in the night.
Curtis' aroma floated in his head as Matt's hand gently urged Tommy to accept more of his love muscle. The churning in his balls increased as his mind accepted Curtis's raging cock into his own mouth. He exploded his hot load into the warm mouth as he firmly held Tommy's head. Tommy sputtered but swallowed every drop just as usual.
I looked at Tommy's big puppy dog eyes as he softly nursed the remaining drops from my throbbing cock...my hands caressed his soft hair.
"You know...I'm really going to miss you," I whispered to him. "Yeah, me too...I really do love sucking you off," he replied.
"Maybe we can still get together during the holidays or semester break," I offered.
"Yeah, probably--" he answered in a low soft tone.
Neither of us knew at that moment that this would be the last time we would ever be together.
Chapter Two
"Hi,...I'm almost finished loading the trailer...we should be over in about an hour...are you as excited as I am?" Curtis bubbled into the phone.
"Yeah, come on man, I've been ready forever," I answered.
Susan and Shelia, the twins were going to a religious college out of state while Curtis and I had opted for a State University about two hours away. Even though I liked Susan, secretly I could hardly wait to be out on my own and hopefully make some gay friends. Curtis was acting strange about the whole affair. I had expected him to be depressed about Shelia but all he could talk about was all the new girls he was about to meet. I just smiled and joined with him in verbal anticipation.
Since I had loaded in last, we went to my dorm to unload first. My new roommate had not yet arrived so I got the pick of everything in the room. Shortly, we were at Curtis' small apartment, unloading all his things. After a quick lunch and a few hugs from our parents, we were on our own.
We spent the day checking out the campus. As soon as we found the Student Union building, we knew life here was going to be great...fabulous looking chicks and teenage studs were in abundance. Curtis was radiating his pleasure as my heart pounded as I explored the possibilities. It didn't take Curtis long to start making new friends while I became concerned. I needed to be away from this situation if my life was ever going to change.
Having excused myself to go unpack, I made my way across campus towards my dorm. My mind raced trying to plot a strategy for a new life. I first noticed the door to my room open and then I noticed the hunk sprawled on the bed....shit, he was fucking beautiful. He was clad only in a pair of running shorts and a large tee with the sleeves savagely ripped out. The hard muscle of his developed arms combined with his dark tan, stirred my inner being. His dark wavy hair kinda fell across his face, partially covering one of his bright hazel eyes. His handsome face greeted me with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Matt....guess we're roommates," I stammered.
"Hello...I'm Gary....but I'm not your roommate...I live across the hall...this is Tommy's bed...he's down at the john," he answered.
"Oh,....I just thought...you were laying there and all...I just naturally thought--"
"That's okay, Tommy and I have been friends for years...you'll like him...he's a fun guy," he offered as Tommy walked in.
Tommy was not near as Hot as Gary...maybe even a little of a nerd...he reminded me a little of Tommy back home. Crap...why couldn't Gary have been my roommate!!!
The next couple of weeks was a totally new experience for me. I had met most of the guys in the dorm and thought several of them were cute but not like Gary. I was quickly developing a yearning for him that rivaled my desire for Curtis. I was captivated by his graceful movements accentuated by powerful rippling muscles as he moved about the dorm, usually only in his briefs. His briefs, Calvin's Hip Briefs in black rib with grey elastic waist, were a perfect vehicle to show off his hard round ass while his cock and balls over-stuffed the front pouch. The dark pubes pushed out the leg openings and only a light trace of hair streaked toward his flat navel. The remainder of his body had only a powdering of sun lightened fuzz except for the nice bush showing from his arm pits.
I quickly learned that Tommy and Gary had a relationship very much like the one Curtis and I had in the past. It was naturally to my advantage to become close to my roommate...this got me invited to tag along when he and Gary hung out together. Tommy was nice enough with actually a pretty good body but I was too captivated by Gary to care.
After the first month, my life was beginning to settle into a routine. That is until the day I arrived at my room to find a plain envelope with my name typed on the front laying in the center of my study desk.
"What's this?" I asked Tommy.
"I don't know, it was inside on the floor when I opened the door," he replied as he glanced my direction.
I opened the letter to find a single typed sheet inside...
"Hi Matt, I hope you don't get upset at this note. I don't have the guts to say this to you in person. I think you are a very cute and sexy guy and would like to get to know you better, sexually. Hope you're not to freaked but I'm a guy also. Most people tell me I'm also good looking and I think I have a nice body. If you are possibly interested would you meet me at the student union at 8 PM tonight. Wait by yourself at a table on the side next to the pool table room. If you can't make it tonight, I will check at the same time for the next two nights. If your not interested, please just destroy this note. -- A Hopeful Guy"
My heart was racing, half from disbelief and half from excitement. I wanted to know if Tommy was looking at me...could he be the one.
"Tommy," I quickly called as my eyes darted in his direction to try and catch him looking at me. His face was buried in his hands looking straight down at his book. The puzzled look answered my question as he peered in my direction. "You said this was laying on the floor?" I questioned.
"Yeah," he replied as he returned to his book.
Gary?...I dared to let the thought enter my mind...my heart raced even faster at the possibility. Studying was out for the moment., I couldn't concentrate. Then the fear began to creep in...could I actually go to the 8 PM rendezvous...my mind was reeling...I had never actually participated in sex with another man...all I knew was what Tommy had done to me back home...would I embarrass myself...what if I didn't like the other guy????? As the time neared, I began to panic...what to do...fuck, this is what I wanted to happen when I came here...I've got to do it.
Chapter Three
Nervously I played with my french fries...my stomach was too jittery to actually eat. I sipped the Coke to ease my dry mouth. I had to force myself to look around for any approaching person. I still wasn't sure if I might not bolt and run at the first sign of someone headed my way. Several had already ventured near but went on to other tables. I glanced at my watch...8:10...I was almost relieved no one had shown. I was about to rise when I saw him, Gary with big smile and a food tray, headed in my direction. I froze in disbelief and anticipation...I blushed...my legs weakened as I dropped back to my chair. My heart felt like it would burst through my chest...he was only three tables away...bearing straight to me.
I gave a startled cry and jumped as the hand clasped my shoulder, "Hey Matt, long time no see !!" the voice belted. I was too confused to recognize Curtis' greeting as my eyes were fixed on Gary as his expression changed from a beaconing smile to one of puzzlement and disappointment. The cry of anguish did not escape my throat.
"Mind if I sit?" Curtis asked as his leg swung over the chair back next to me.
"No, go ahead," I numbly responded as my head jerked first to him and then back to Gary who had now made a U turn and headed back. My heart sank as he glided farther away.
Slowly, my senses returned to normal as Curtis and I talked about what all we had been doing the past few weeks. We had actually only seen each other twice in passing since our first day. Even though my evening had been ruined, I tried to make the best of it by faking interest in Curtis' activities. I was quite surprised that he had not found a steady girlfriend. Instead, he was going out with every chick he could. I was even more surprised when he admitted he hadn't gotten laid yet.
"You know Matt, I've never really lied to you...I guess I might have mislead you into thinking Shelia and I were fucking, but we weren't...........I thought when we got here things would be easier but they aren't." Curtis whined.
I couldn't fucking believe it....he had ruined my evening and now wanted to play True Confessions...............
I told Curtis I had to leave and promised to stay in more frequent contact. I looked around the room but couldn't find Gary. The walk back to the dorm was one for deep thought. I couldn't decide if I should go straight to Gary or go back to the rendezvous tomorrow evening. I paused in the hallway between the doors. Mine or Gary's? I knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in," came the muffled reply.
I opened the door slowly, first just sticking in my head until I confirmed Gary was indeed there. "Hi," I offered as I slipped inside.
Gary was already down to his Calvin's, sitting at his desk. Only the desk lamp illuminated the room but it was easy to see he was alone.
"Where's Jacob?" I asked.
"He's still at the library, I think," he dryly answered. "Who was that guy at your table?" he added with a curious tone in his voice. It almost sounded of jealousy.
"Oh, that was Curtis...you know my best friend back home that I told you about .......hey if you'd come over, I would have introduced you."
"Say man, I didn't want to interrupt anything," he said but with a much friendlier tone of voice.
"Not a problem...maybe next time. Am I interrupting you?" I asked as my hand casually dropped to a rest on his bare shoulder. My heart was pounding...this was the first time I had ever touched him and he didn't even flinch at my touch.
"Nah...can't get into this book at all...glad you stopped in...I could use a little company right now." he responded.
"Why?"
"Because I'm thinking about breaking up with Monica back home...she's just not what I need anymore...think I need something different," he divulged.
I couldn't believe my ears...he was actually trying to tell me he cared for me. My hand slid down to his pec and gently squeezed.
"WHAT THE FUCK???" as he knocked my hand away, bolting up from the chair as it tipped over backwards crashing to the floor. "If someone was to walk in and see you doing that, they might think we were homos...Jesus, the door isn't locked," as he quickly stepped over and turned the bolt.
"I'm sorry," I blurted out, suddenly feeling very sick to my stomach. "Hey, don't be sorry...I already figured out your gay," he consoled.
"You did?! How?"
"That was easy, nobody has ever checked me out as much as you do when I'm in my underwear....Hell, sometimes it's all I can do to keep from getting a hard on."
Suddenly, I felt a lot better, "Then your not pissed?" I asked.
"Heck no....I'm glad you did...I would never have the guts to bring it up in person."
(Guts...in person), the words from the letter resounded in my head, it was him. My hand reached out...my fingers lightly caressed the growing bulge in his Calvins. His hand grasped my neck as he pulled me closer...his tongue ventured to moisten his parted lips. I surrendered to my first masculine kiss...my body felt limp and faint.
After the brief eternity, we parted as he whispered, "Not here, let's go somewhere safer."
"Where?" I questioned.
"I don't know, maybe we could go for a jog and find some dark place."
Chapter Four
The light breeze in our faces made the warm evening more tolerable as we jogged thru the surrounding neighborhood. The trail leading into the vacant field and the thick trees was well worn. Once inside the dense growth, we began to look for a suitable place off the trail. The little clearing was just perfect, just enough moonlight filtered through the trees so we could admire each others body. Then, I felt a little panicky...I had never actually sucked a dick...what if he wanted to Fuck me...I'm sure I could never take him up my ass.
"I've never done this before," I shakily mumbled.
"Really....never?" he questioned with a surprised tone.
"No......I've had my dick sucked a lot by this one guy.........but never anything myself," I admitted. "Have you?"
"Yeah, lots of times....Tommy and I have been doing it since we knew what it was all about...even when we started dating girls, we still did it some to help each other out if needed," he matter of factorially explained.
"Wow....I hope I can make you feel good."
"You will," as his he placed his hands on my shoulders, urging me to my knees, "Just do as much as you can and don't worry about it."
My hands nervously tugged his running shorts to his knees...the massive cock rose like a phoenix from the shadows...beaconing me forward. My mouth tingled in want as I let the hardness slowly ease between my willing lips. My senses acutely tuned to the salty masculine taste...my inner being melted in pleasure. I hungrily began to suck...I wanted him...all of him...I plunged...I gagged...I plunged again...no use, I couldn't get it all in...tears filled my eyes as I kept trying.
"Easy, easy...watch the teeth...slow down...do it slow and easy...it's okay, really," he whispered as he held my head and partially pulled back, "Just suck what you can and use you hand at the same time....use your other hand on my balls."
I was instantly embarrassed...I knew about teeth and had fucked up...I let my lips wrap as my tongue darted. I had no trouble wrapping my hand as I sucked back to my throat. He moaned as my fingers closed around his hairy sack. His balls were huge and hot...so hot that the heat coursed thru me.
"Pull harder" he whispered.
His urging spurred me to lunge harder on his cock as I twisted and pulled his nuts. His legs began to tremble as he grasped my head.
"I'm going to cum...just relax and take it...don't choke."
My need forced me harder on the massive meat as I pulled firmly down on the burning eggs. The hands tightened, the cock swelled, tears formed from the fullness, the flood gushed out with great force. I tried to back off but the hands held me firm...involuntarily I began to greedily swallow...the taste was strong and heady...he shot and shot, long heavy bursts...I swallowed every drop...I wanted more...I began to suck but he quickly stopped me...it was his turn. He lifted me up...his lips sought mine, tongue plunging in for the remnants of his own seed...his hands kneaded my back as they moved lower to firmly message my lean hard cheeks. Deep gruntle sounds of pleasure and lust escaped his throat. My shorts were roughly yanked down, cock slapping upward, as he sank to the ground. The was no ceremony as he lunged forward...the heat from his passionate mouth flooded my groin...hard sucking...lustful groans and hot breath escaped his nostrils. My fingers locked in his wavy hair...pulling as I thrust forward...my cock head strained against his throat...my fingers pulling...I felt the head flatten just before it burst forth into the tight sheath. I felt him convulse and immediately pulled back. His hand grabbed my cheeks, roughly forcing me back in his throat. The sensation was over whelming as his teeth ground into my pubes. In only seconds I could feel the fire building...the searing coursed thru my balls, growing, pushing, rising...my being began to flash...the boiling seed blasted deep into him as his hot breathe snorted against me. I held him fast as I pumped volume after volume into his willing mouth. Again we kissed, the taste of my own eruption was intoxicating.
Chapter Five
Over the next few weeks, Gary and I went jogging at least two or three evenings a week. My cock sucking skills were improving rapidly. Only in the throat once and I thought it was going to pull me apart when it came out. My throat was sore for several days. Eventually, I will master it. Ditto for the asshole. I have progressed to the point that he can poke me right before he fills up my bowels. This has proved to be easier than the throat. He doesn't have any problems letting me fuck the hell out of him. Then again, I don't think anyone will ever mistake my cock for a log. Our biggest problem now is Tommy. I think he is beginning to suspect what is happening. He now tries to go jogging with us. Lucky for us, he has lab one evening a week. Last week-end, we drove to a neighboring town and got a cheap motel room. It was absolutely wonderful doing it in the light and on a bed. We rolled and worshiped each other for hours. Both of our cocks were too sore to touch for several days. I know it's only been a couple of months but I am starting to fall in love...my biggest fear is that this is just a fun time for him as he notices and flirts with girls a lot. In fact he has a date with a blond bimbo tomorrow...my guts are in knots but am determined not to let it show.
I sat at the table feigning interest in a book as I nursed my Coke. My eyes were focused on Gary and the bimbo, about seven tables away. I was not happy, my guts burned with the fires of jealousy. My body trembled...I was in anguish...I felt like I was going to throw up.
"Hi, Matt," diverted my attention to the right to see Peter from down the hall approaching. "Oh my God, your having to read that too...Christ that's a boring book...I feel for you bro," he said as he dropped into a chair. "Not any empty tables, I thought maybe you wouldn't mind," he added.
I went back to reading the book, I was in no mood to make small talk to someone I barely knew. Peter rattled on his one sided conversation as I occasionally injected a responding grunt.
Finally, after finishing his burger and fries, "Well, got to go, see you later dude," and he was gone...thank god.
My eyes instantly returned to Gary's table...HE WAS GONE...THE FUCKER WAS GONE. I quickly searched around the room...no luck. I was feeling very rejected and was wallowing in self pity. It was then I noticed Curtis heading in my direction. Oh no, I thought, not now......
"Hi, haven't seen you around much...I thought we were going to keep better contact...didn't you get my notes I left at your room?" he chided.
"Yeah...listen, I'm sorry...think I got two or three notes...I even called a couple of times but no answer...been real busy lately," I quickly explained.
"Say, I've got an idea...it's Friday, let's get drunk tonight...I got a case of Bud in the frig...what do you say?
My mind was reeling...maybe drunk would dull the pain, "Yeah, that sounds really great...I could use a good head polluting right now." I agreed.
Chapter Six
What a cheap drunk...six beers and I'm almost wasted. I popped another top. The VCR and TV was blaring our fav video of all time, The Wall by Pink Floyd. The music was really intensifying the booze. The heating was also on as it had started to get a little cold at night. The shoes, socks and shirts were gone. We were side by side, stretched out on the sofa with our feet propped up on the footstool.
"You know, I've really missed us hanging out together...it's like losing a brother," Curtis slurred.
"Yeah...kinda'...but someday we have to do our own thing........you know?"
I somehow managed to answer, "I need to piss again."
I staggered to the bathroom...ripping open my 501's. My cock started to harden as the heavy stream surged out. Suddenly, Curtis was beside me pulling out his beautiful tool. As I shook the last drops, my dick had swelled almost to a full hardon. There was nothing I could do about it, I tried to shove the rigid flesh back inside my jeans as I staggered back to the sofa...it was impossible to re-button. When Curtis returned, he was carrying two more brews and had stripped down to his Jockeys. It appeared he had the same problem as I did...his bulging cock looked much bigger than I remembered.
My thoughts of Gary had been sufficiently dulled...I couldn't take my eyes off his Jockeys as he stretched out beside me...our shoulders touched. His arms raised back as he stretched and tightened every muscle. My breathing quickened as I gazed at the rippling of every muscle in his body. The ridges deepened on his torso, his pecs jutted out magnificently...then I noticed...his patch of chest hair was gone.
"Where?" was all I could muster as I pointed to his bare chest.
"I shaved it."
"All?" I rasped.
"Hell no, I just trimmed the other...See!!" he explained as he lifted his arm to show the neatly trimmed pit, "And See !!" as he stood up and jerked his briefs down, exposing the short trimmed bush above his cock. "I think it looks a lot sexier." he exclaimed.
I wanted to agree but couldn't find the words, so I just grunted. It was then I noticed he had resumed his position beside me without his briefs...AND HIS COCK WAS HARD! I couldn't take my eyes off it. Suddenly, I was aware that his hand had slowly entered my open Levi's and began to gently caress my ever stiffening member thru my black Calvin's (just like Gary's of course). I couldn't believe this was happening...it was like one of my fantasies I had so often in high school. My eyes closed as my head tilted back, my body in ecstasy...the heat bathed my neck as his lips gently nibbled and kissed...his wet tongue snaked deep into my ear sending shivers down my spine. I could resist no longer as my head turned, our lips met in gentle embrace, our tongues testing, tasting, battling for invasion. My hand sought and found it's prize as my fingers encircled his cock. My jeans were being jerked further down with great difficulty...I tried to assist by raising my ass. Suddenly he was hovering over me as my 501's and Calvin's were removed. My legs were spread giving him access to kneel between them. I felt his tongue as it lapped at my loose balls...both in at once...my hands sought his head to prevent it's escape.
"Yeah, suck my balls!" the sounds hissed from my lips, "NO...suck my cock, now," I ordered.
My wet balls felt cool as they slipped from the hot cavity. The velvet tongue explored every inch of my raging cock...back and forth, up and down. I hunched, wanting to ram him fully...wanting his mouth to suck the love juice from my body. I felt the teeth lightly as the head pushed past. The feeling electrified my body as I began to trust my cock wildly...poking, jabbing...he would gag every time I tried to force his throat...I knew he could take it and I was going to make him.
"Swallow my fucking cock...ALL OF IT !!" I forcefully commanded.
The head pushed against the opening...as I backed off, I quickly re-stabbed, sending my weapon deep into his tight passage. He convulsed, I backed off as the hot cum erupted like a volcano...I held his head as wave after gigantic wave blasted into him. He was trying not to swallow but was finally forced to do so. He gagged on the sheer volume, cum spewing from his nostrils.
Slowly he regained control...I pulled him up until he straddled my chest...his half hard dick brushed my willing lips. My hands explored his chiseled torso as I sucked in the object of my long desire. The softness of his dick enabled me to lovingly nurse his perfect piece of meat. To my dismay his cock was getting softer the more I sucked. His weight became bulky and started lean despite my efforts to keep him upright...he had passed out. It took all my strength to wiggle out from under him. My intentions were to drag him to the bed and return to sofa...I didn't make it. I did get him on the bed but collapsed beside him. Sleep was instantaneous.
The warm tongue gently caressed, his teeth nibbled...I did not panic even though not fully awake...until.............the pain was sharp as the hard cock rammed fully into me in one stoke...my asshole felt as if had been torn and dragged inside. The steel hard shaft thrust deeply, stroke after agonizing stroke...my guts were being prodded and rearranged. I tried to protest...my face was buried in the pillow. It was then I realized where I was and who was savagely fucking me. All was suddenly well...I pushed back to receive him deeper. That sensation sent him over the edge...his cock swelled deep into my bowels as it emptied it's hot, heavy load. When the pumping spasms subsided, he rolled us to our sides and with his strong arms around me, fell asleep with his manhood still firmly lodged deep within me. I soon followed.
Conclusion
When I awoke, I was alone...I heard the key as it turned in the door.
"Hi sleepy head...you finally awake?...I just got us some breakfast sandwiches from down the street...which do you want, the sausage or the bacon?...coffee is in the pot." Curtis cheerfully chirped.
"Doesn't matter...........................coffee.....give me coffee and aspirin," I managed to reply.
He sat beside me as I downed the pills. He leaned over and gently kissed me full on the lips, "I Love You Matt, and have for a very long time."
Now I was confused...it wasn't the beer talking now.
"What?" I stammered.
"You heard me, I Love YOU."
"I don't understand, I thought you were so straight," I protested.
"I thought that about you also," he replied with a mischievous grin.
"I still wasn't sure until you showed up at the student union after I left the letter under your door," he added.
His words struck deep...his letter, not Gary's -- his. I was suddenly confused.
"What made you think about leaving me a letter?" I asked.
"Tommy."
"My roommate?"
"No, your next door neighbor back home." "What?..I don't understand."
"Yeah, he's been sucking my dick for over a year now."
"Really, mine too but more like two years." I responded.
"What did he have to do with the letter?"
"Well the week before we left, he told me he thought you really cared about me in the sexual way and that I should trust his opinion."
"That little asshole, he didn't say anything to me about you," I fumed.
"What made him think you liked me," Curtis asked.
"Probably because I called him Curtis a couple of times when I gave him my load," I replied with a blush.
"Did you ever...you know, do him?
"Nah, he never indicated he wanted anything...he never even jacked off." I answered. "You???"
"Me neither, I tried to feel him up once but he got real upset. I think I know why if you promise not to say anything to him."
"Okay, I promise, why?"
"Well, when I felt him up, he had a hard on and it was really little...you know like when we were ten or eleven and he's seventeen." he explained.
Suddenly I felt a little sad for Tommy but had a lot of respect for him...in the end he tried to put two people together even though it would mean he would never have what he enjoyed from either again. What a guy.
I just stared at Curtis, elated in the knowledge that he actually loved me as much as I loved him. Then to my dismay, thoughts of Gary came to the surface. I really cared for him too but it was different. It was like he was a newer love and Curtis a longer love.
"What am I going to do, Curtis?...I have to be honest with you...I've been having a relationship with someone else."
"Is it the guy who was about to sit at your table the night I went to meet you?"
"Yes"
"I don't blame you, he's damn hot," he exclaimed before turning serious, "I guess I can wait to see how things turn out for the two of you," the disappointment and pain very evident in his voice. "I only wish I'd had the guts to tell you before now." he added.
"Don't feel that way, after all I didn't have the guts either." I consoled.
The silence between us was painful...I needed to be alone to think.
As I was leaving a very dejected Curtis, I left him with a parting thought... "Look at it this way Curtis - HE STILL LIKES GIRLS."
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