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Alex and I talked and laughed all night long. Waking up in the morning with Alex holding me in his arms, I thought about all that had been going on with me and how I felt about the things I'd been doing. I liked having his cock in my mouth, the taste of his cum, the incredible sex, his hot tight ass and how it felt being inside him. I can't even begin to describe his facial expressions, his moans, how much he loved it, loved what I did to him. It made me wonder if I ever wanted to try it, if it felt anything like him licking my ass. The rim job drove me wild. Lying next to him, I've never felt closer to anyone in my life. I've never fucked a girl and then sat up all night and talked or even just went to bed and woke up with her the next morning. Basically I'd put on my fake charm, get girls into my bed and then kick them out after we fucked.
I was really starting to fall for Alex, really fall for him. It was so confusing to be falling for a guy, and I'd be leaving in a couple of days to go back home and start school. And, maybe I'll never again get to act on all these new feelings and sensations I'm experiencing. I've never even heard of a gay guy in my city let alone met one before Alex. Before I could even start to figure out what I wanted to do next, Alex woke up.
"Good morning. I slept soooooo good last night. You're so comfortable to lay here with."
"Yeah, me too. I mean . . . I feel the same way."
"Everything thing OK with you? You look like something's bothering you," he said.
"No, I'm just hungry," I lied.
"Well, OK then, let's go get something to eat." Then he smiled and added, "But, first let's start this morning off by getting off." With that, he grabbed my cock and started jerking me off. So much for my questions about the future. I just laid back. He put his leg over mine and asked me to help him out. He didn't have to ask a second time. I grabbed his cock and started stroking him, feeling his hardness and watching his soft hot skin go up and down. It didn't take long for precum to form at the tip of his cock. I just wanted to get down there and lick it off. This was so intense - him jerking me, me jerking him. I started feeling up my own chest with my other hand. Our jerking sped up at the same pace and it didn't take much longer for both of us to be shooting cum at the same time. It was awesome, it was so hot to watching his cock spew load after load on his chest. I hit my arm and chest. Cum all over the place. I was about to lick Alex's warm cum off his gorgeous chest, but he just grabbed a dirty shirt off his floor and cleaned us both off. We laid there for a few minutes without talking, just letting our breathing come back to normal. Then, Alex got up and started getting ready to go out for breakfast. I just laid there, my head in my arms, watching him, his sensuous chest, his tight hot ass. He caught me watching him and threw a shirt at me. "Breakfast time handsome. Get your butt out of bed."
"O.K." I got up and got dressed. We left his apartment and started walking to the restaurant. I heard Mike and John calling my name.
"Shit," I said to myself. My heart started racing. I didn't know what to do. They came running over.
"Hey, what happened to you last night?" asked John. "We were looking for you."
"Hey, John, Mike, this is Alex, a friend of Jen."
Alex said hi to John, and I felt even more uncomfortable.
"I ended up just partying at Jen's last night," I lied. Alex shot me a weird look.
Ignoring him, I went on, "So what are you guys up to?"
"We just ate and are heading back to the hotel. Are you coming back with us?" asked Mike.
"Um, um . . . ." I didn't know what to say. Then, "I'm going to grab something to eat and I'll meet you guys back there."
Alex jumped in, "Actually I'm just heading back to my place and eating there. You just go with them."
I was surprised and stammered, "Um . . . OK . . . I guess . . . You sure?" John and Mike looked totally lost.
"Yeah, I'm sure . . . Good-bye John . . . Mike." Then he turned to me, "Bye, Lucas. It was nice meeting you."
"Oh . . . bye," and I stood there watching him Alex walk away. "It was nice meeting me?" What was that all about? We had just been all over each other's bodies and "nice meeting me?" And, why was I feeling so sad? Why did his words hurt?
John, Mike and I started heading back to the hotel. I was lost in my thoughts. Hmmm . . . my feelings? Mike and John were going on about their night. I wasn't paying attention. Was Alex mad at me? Did I say something wrong? Maybe it was just a one night thing . . . . well actually two nights. But, still. . . .
I grabbed some take-out on the way back and ate in the room while John and Mike took turns hitting the shower. John came out with his towel wrapped around and asked,
"So, did you hit that last night?"
"Huh? Hit what?"
"Jen . . . did you fuck Jen last night?
"Oh . . . of course I did."
Mike started laughing and telling me about this ugly girl that John fucked last night. Before John could get even, Mike smartly moved on.
"Guys, I'm going to shower."
"What are you guys doing today?" I asked John.
"The usual - hit the sights . . . Are you coming?"
"Um I don't think so John. I'm tired. I got no sleep last night." Let him think it was Jen who kept me up . . . late that is. The truth of course was I wanted to go talk to Alex about what happened.
"OK, but are you coming out with us tonight? We only have three days left here so let's make them count."
"Yeah . . . sure . . . . I'll be here later."
And, with that, I got in the shower, just stood there, the water pouring over me, lost about what happened with Alex. I heard the door close as Mike and John left and snapped back to the shower. I finished up so I could get over to Alex's. I grabbed my clothes, got dressed and was off. I stopped on the way and got him bagel to eat and a coffee. And, then I was there, at his house. I knocked and there he was but not looking happy.
"Hi, are you mad?"
"Yeah, a little. You introduced me like you didn't even know me . . . like I was just a friend of a friend."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do. I was freaking out. Why did you even say that you were just going to go home? I wanted to stay with you."
"Because I felt really uncomfortable Lucas. I don't hide who I am to anyone or for anyone. And I didn't want to stand there while you tried to lie to your friends." And then, "I'm actually surprised to even see you back here."
"Why? I don't know . . . I just am. Do you want me to go? . . . I am sorry if I upset you."
He softened a bit, "No, you can come in if you want."
Holding out the bag with the bagel and coffee, "Here, I got this for you."
"Thank you. You didn't have to do that. So, why did you come back anyway?"
"Because I never wanted to leave in the first place. The way you said bye . . . like it was nice meeting you . . . made me feel like a one night stand, a slut and I didn't, I don't want you to be mad at me. That's why."
"Lucas, look, I didn't mean to say bye like that. I just didn't know what to say. And I'm not mad. Well maybe a little, but I'll get over it. So why didn't you want to leave in the first place?"
"Because I wanted to stay with you."
"But why me and not your friends? Alex come on you know why?"
"No I don't think I do.''
"You know I like you. That's why." I went over and hugged him.
"Ah! Now I know why. Your dick you already knew. Yeah, but was it that hard to say it?"
"Actually, it is."
"Why?"
"Because I leave in three days and I really like you and I'm going to be upset when I leave cause I'll probably never see you again. And I have all these new feeling and emotions and thoughts running through me. . . that I'll probably never have again." There, I was a new kind of naked with him.
"Well, why didn't you talk to me about it, Lucas? I've gone through all this before. You should have said something. So tell me what you're thinking."
"For starters as you can guess I don't want my friends finding out. And, like the past two nights have been so crazy and I'll probably never meet another guy like you again."
"What do you mean crazy?"
Last night was the best sex I ever had. It was so wild."
He smiled.
"And," I went on, "like just the things you've done to me and I've done to you I'll never do that again with anyone else."
"Why can't you?"
"Because once I get home I'm not going to risk anything with anyone finding out about me."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want people talking about me. And where I'm from it's unheard of."
" OK," he stopped me, "that's where you're wrong and you need to stop thinking like that."
"But, I don't want people finding out."
"Yeah, that's fine but you get to the point where your not living your life, your living the life they want you to live. Own who you are. Own your sexuality. Don't let it own you. You know what I mean?"
This was so much to take in. I couldn't make words come out.
Alex went on, "OK, so what about when you go to college? Who's to say you can't meet somebody there?"
"I don't know. I haven't really thought about it. I don't want to be known as the gay guy on campus."
"Lucas - I'm gay, you're bisexual or whatever you want to be. You still like girls right?"
"Yeah. What's bisexual?"
"It means you like both guys and girls. It also means you're greedy," he added with his killer smile.
"How do you know that your gay?"
"Because I am only attracted to guys. Oh, Lucas you have a lot to learn obviously. I thought Americans know all about this stuff."
"They probably do, but not where I'm from."
"Like I said before, I'll teach you everything you need to know before you leave. What are you doing today and tonight?"
"I don't know. Nothing today. But I told Mike and John I'd go out with them tonight. But I'd rather go out with you."
"Good. Tonight we're going to go party, get your mind off all of this."
"But, what do you want to do today?"
"Well, I told Jen and Linda I'd stop by. You want to hang out with them for awhile."
"Yeah," I said, "let's go."
We headed over Jen's and just hung out and talked all day. It started getting late and Alex asked if we wanted to go out and get some drinks. Not a tough question. We headed out and ended up at the club where I had first met Alex. I liked it here. I felt more free. I don't know how to explain it really. But, I could dance and be with Alex in public without people staring. We drank. We danced. I was having so much fun. Alex leaned in and whispered in my ear -- "Don't drink too much. Your second lesson is later on tonight and I want you to be completely coherent." Then, he lifted off my t-shirt and we continued dancing. "Hmmm," I thought, "what else does he have to show me? I guess I'll find out later. I like this teacher."
To be continued.