... A SHY BOY'S STORY...
Chapter Three (the quest)
Laying in bed Saturday night I couldn't "come down" off the excitement of this day. What an awesome time Jay and I had from morning till night. He gave me my first blow job ever and it was really good and hot, but different then I expected. Jay sucked me off through that pair of girl's panties I was wearing, which is weird right there, but that's not what I meant when I said it was different. I thought getting sucked off would be hotter than hot... like my fantasies are, and instead it was only about as hot as one of my own really good jerk-offs. Well, OK... it was up a notch from that, but not rockets in the sky and I think I know why that is. Jay isn't a hot sexual turn-on for me. He's a great friend and all, but he just doesn't get me hot and bothered. That "friend thing" may be the cause right there... we've become best friends first and foremost, and casual gay sex buddies second. It's really a good feeling getting sucked off by your best buddy, there just isn't that shot-to-the-moon moment creating a climax that blows you totally away. Jesus, this really is nitpicking and especially from someone who just had their first blow-job ever.
Well OK, it is nitpicking but I'm just being honest with myself. And after all, we've done this oral sex with each other just one time so far, first times for anything aren't usually as good as they're going to be with practice... so, things will probably get even better And, like I said, it's not that I didn't like Jay's blow-job, because I loved it actually... I'd like to do it again, but I never experienced that feeling of "Ba-bang!! ZOOM!! to the moon!" I was expecting too much from the first time a boy did sex on 'me'. I sure know what it's like doing sex on someone else, of course. After all, I sucked off Charlie La Russo many times and most of those times I jerked myself off while doing it, which was hot too, but like I said, it just wasn't surface-of-the-sun hot and that's the way I fantasized it would be. But, damn... I'm going over this same thing time after time here... so tired right now... wonder if I'm thinking straight? My main quest, or fantasy, is still Todd fucking me... and taking my cherry. Oh boy! it sounds sexy just to say, "Todd taking my cherry", doesn't it? Oh yeah, take my cherry Todd... and, as I lay in bed saying that, my dick started firming up and my nuts started buzzing some so I said it out loud again... 'Todd, take my cherry'. Oh lord, I'm getting a boner, Todd is a wicked sexual turn-on for me and if he ever did fuck me I'm pretty sure rockets would take off in my head, and in my cock, and in my balls, and definitely in my asshole. Oh yeah, it would be extremely hot with Todd doing me! Hard to explain the ways of the heart, isn't it? Todd just does it for me in a big way and that's all there is to it. Oh yeah! Wish I had a cucumber handy right now, but actually what I really need is to chill. Chill-out and get some sleep... but damn, sex is so good to think about.
Hours later, after a good night's rest, I was laying in bed thinking back to what I'd been concerned with last night and I began reconsidering my conclusions. With a bright Sunday morning sun shining through my bedroom window, the thought occurred to me that perhaps I underestimated how much I enjoyed getting sucked off by Jay yesterday. Maybe I underestimated how often and how soon I might want to do it again too. I say that because right now I'm thinking that this morning it might feel really good to have Jay suck me off and I mean right this second. Then I'd like to taste Jay's cock again right now too. What the hell, it's only a little oral sex, just like Jay said. Getting out of bed I had to chuckle at myself because I was serious, jeez... last night I was thinking crazy thoughts about how it wasn't so great and all that nonsense. Just enjoy it man! After staring in the mirror at my new haircut and nodding my head to myself that "yes, dude... you look cool! Rock on!" Feeling good about things this morning I groped myself while brushing my teeth. Feeling good about myself is a welcome change for me, and then my mind went right back to thinking about how nice another blow job would be. The more I thought about it the more I felt Jay's blow job was excellent. How the hell could I have been so blase about it last night laying there in bed? Hmmmm... thinking about Jay sucking my cock created a pretty good boner for me here in my bathroom, but damn, I hesitated wacking off for fear it would lessen the pleasure of another blow-job should one be forthcoming, you know, later today. And why shouldn't we do it again? Christ, I use to blow Charlie at least once a day. Haven't thought of those days for quite some time now... they weren't bad times. It had all come back to me full force as I was sucking Jay's cock last night... I like sucking boy's cocks. How'd I forget that? Damn, Charlie was so close to doing me too, to fucking me. I wish he'd done it actually, he was a no-nonsense kid and a little too rough with me, but he sure had a nice dick... probably still does.
Oh well, I'm horny this morning I guess and that got me thinking about Todd again. Just for a little relief I ended up bending over and fingering my asshole while stroking myself. I'll do it for just a bit to get the edge off, but... "ohhhh God", that feels good. Picturing Todd's long cock going far up my ass, him pulling it out some, and then shoving it back up there again, and over and over. "Ahhhh..." I was deep into fingering myself and stroking my rock hard boner by now, and in my head I could see Todd pumping my ass over and over again... oh man! A long cock fucking me and then all at once... "Ah ah ah oh oh..." cum splattered out the head of my boner up against the sink as I squeezed my cock tighter and stroked some more. "Ohh ohh..." cum drooled off the end of my cock onto the tile floor, plop, plop, plop with me holding my breath for a few seconds before a long exhale and then a few more tight strokes on my cock. Then, straightening up, thinking, 'that felt awful good" and looking at my still fairly hard cock, thinking, 'hey, that boner of mine looks longer then five inches'. I'd stashed a six inch school ruler in the vanity under the sink among the cleaning stuff for just this sort of thing. Digging it out I measured my boner. Fuck! It was just under five inches. It shrunk! No, that's not it, dummy!.., I'd just had a climax so my boner wasn't extended to its fullest right now, that's all. Shoving the ruler far in the back of the vanity I cleaned up my cum drippings and went back to bed to recover from that unexpected cum explosion. Laying in bed on a Sunday morning feeling satisfied is soooo nice.
I lay there worrying a little that I might be wasting my time hoping that Todd is gay or bi... you know, so he can be the one to fuck me? But, even if he is bi or gay, why would he be interested in me, an eighteen year old Stop and Shop bag boy? Maybe I should ask Jay to fuck me and just get it over with. He has a nice dick too, even if it is kind of short. Not nine inches like Todd's cock... of course I've never actually seen Todd's cock EXCEPT in my fantasies and I know it's not going to be nine inches, I'm not stupid. I'll bet it's a long one though. Some of the boys in the videos really fuck their boyfriend's ass hard and with nice longish boners that look so cool. I like the hard, slamming fucks the best, although they're all good to watch... especially when the boy getting fucked has his boner sticking straight out of his bush. Sooo hot. I fell back to sleep thinking about things along those lines. Truthfully, I realize that I'm a little bit fixated on getting fucked, I know I am... obsessed is another word that comes to mind.
Next time I woke up my brother Ray was pulling on my bare foot which had worked it's way out from under my covers. In a friendly manner he was saying, "Elliot, Elliot... phone for you..." I opened my eyes, he mussed my hair, then handed me my cell phone that I'd left on the kitchen table last night. Ray looked especially cute today I thought and then I realized it's because he got a haircut too, just like I did. His was almost as short as mine. I took the phone saying to Ray, "I like your haircut Raymond, and thanks for taking the call for me" he goes, "Yeah, no problem." Then he ran his fingers through his own short hair and said, "Hey, I liked how your hair looked so I went to Tony's Barbershop yesterday afternoon. You like it huh? I wanted a new look for the new high school, ya know." He checked himself out in my bureau mirror again and made a funny face at me, like he was goofing around with me... I couldn't believe it. Then, as he was leaving, he actually smiled at me and said, "You can call me Ray if ya want... I don't mind.". Ray never smiles at me, and he never answers my cell phone for me either, but he just did both things in the same morning. How odd, we're getting almost 'tight' it seems... and he is hot looking. Jesus! How'd I miss how cute he is all these years? I was still holding my cell phone thinking about Ray when I heard a tinny sound and looked down at my hand to see the phone, ""What a dork you are" I said out loud to myself, and then into the phone, "Hello, sorry... ah, hello?" It was Jay of course, who else would call me.
He said he was picking me up in twenty minutes. A male client of his mother's at the Beauty Salon/Spa yesterday hooked her up with two bleacher seats at Fenway Park to see the Red Sox play the Yankees. Jay goes, "You know how I love football Elliot so if you wanta go, let's go see what this shits all about". He knew it was baseball, not football... even Jay's not that oblivious. I was super psyched to see the Red Sox play live on a sunny Sunday afternoon in America's favorite ballpark, and against the New York, Yankees!. So excited I started stuttering, "Ya, you shitting ma ma me, or what?" He chuckled and said, "You're really something, Elliot" and he hung up. I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, fixed my hair and got dressed. I couldn't remember being happy like this before, and it's been quite a few days in a row now too, a couple of weeks actually... since I met Jay my happy days just stretched out one after another . I heard him blow his car's horn just as I was rummaging around looking for my sunglasses. Mom was out already so I couldn't ask her, I mumbled, "Fuck! Where'd I leave those things?" Ray was getting ready to go out too, he asked,"What ya looking for?" I quickly told him about the Red Sox game and that I couldn't find my sunglasses and he goes, "Red Sox? Cool, you're lucky! Here Elliot, wear mine" and it's totally unbelievable, but he took off his cool Rayban sunglasses and handed them to me. I stood there speechless as he said, "See ya, bro..." and out the door he ran. When the door slammed behind him I quietly said, "Thanks. Did he call me bro? What the fuck?" What's gotten into Ray? It's all changed it seems, all different since Jay cut my hair, could it be that simple? As I went out to get in Jay's car I tried figuring Ray out. Maybe Ray feels I got my haircut because he's been hounding me to get it cut. He thinks I did it because he told me too, is that it? I don't really know what's up with that, but I sure love the change in my brother, I really do. It's the first thing I talked to Jay about as we drove toward the T station. Jay said, "Of course it's the haircut. I'm a fucking genius" I punched his arm as we drove along route 30. We were driving to take public transportation because no one in their right mind drives to the Red Sox game if they can help it... the parking sucks and it's wicked expensive too. We parked at the MBTA station in Weston and took the train into Fenway...
The game was great even though Jay pretended to be bored and did fake yawns all through it. He had more fun trying to decide which was the cutest boy we saw in our travels. We both were always looking and amazingly there were a couple of really cute candidates sitting one row in front of us. Jay said they were twins, but I said they were just brothers, a year difference in their ages. We never found out who was right. Spotting cute boys was fun, but I loved being at the game and seeing these players live, right in front of me. Cool. For me everything was so nice right now and ya know, it's wonderful to have a friend to go places with. It's also an indescribable feeling to be gay and in the closet the last two years of my life and then, over night, begin acting like a totally open gay boy with another totally open gay boy like I'm able to be with Jay. What a thrill to be so natural with someone, it enhances every experience. So relaxing and so much fun to do what we were doing, for example... looking for the cutest boy at the moment. It was a great afternoon for me, for both of us.
Back at Jay's after the game I really had the itch so I came right out and asked, "Ah, Jay... am I a pervert if I want to do you-know-what... with you again?" Jay said, "Why yes, you are, but let's do it anyway". We were in his room and right after I asked that, while grinning at me Jay dropped his shorts and added, "You first this time, OK?" It was a hot afternoon at the ballpark which contributed to Jay's groin area being damp with perspiration, but that sort of thing never bothered me when I was acting as Charlie's personal cock sucker and it didn't bother me now either. There's a stronger personal oder when a boys a little over-heated, but with Charlie and now with Jay, they have nice body odor, it was sexier actually. My nose went right into Jay's short trimmed bush and I started licking his nuts. I had this goal in mind of really doing Jay up hot and really get him to climax hard, better then he's ever done before with anyone. I've recently developed these affectionate feelings for him, like I've never felt before, and I just wanted to show him how much I liked him. It's not romantic, it's affection for my best friend ever. I think I loved him, like a friend loves a friend, it's the feeling I think I had although there's no way I could be positive because, like I said, I'd never had this feeling for anyone before... I just assume it's friendship love. All I know is I'd do just about anything for Jay. In the past few weeks Jay has changed my entire outlook on life... for the better. I enjoy my life now and it's truly a blessing what one good friend can do for another.
Jay squirmed and blew some noisy air out his nose as I licked his nuts and then sucked on them, one at a time. "Oooh Elliot! You're good with this dude. Oh man, that feels good..." He was playing with my hair now, rubbing it and massaging my scalp and all. That felt good too. Holding around Jay's thighs I started grabbing and releasing handfuls of his buttocks as I licked around his balls and up to the top of his hardening cock. His boner hit me in my chin when I licked up his fine-haired happy trail. What a nice yummy body Jay has. He was grunting now from me stroking his boner... I looked at it as I did a half dozen strokes inside my tight fist. It got even harder as I watched and Jay had his head back now, thrusting his hips up, one thrust after another with more moans escaping his lips. When I finally sucked the head of his cock into my wet, warm mouth it was already dripping pre cum. I sucked on his cock with a lot of tongue action and then took the head of it in my throat once, twice, and a third time... the third time being the charm as Jay made a strange sound, lifted his ass off the chair, humped his crotch twice as he fired fast, hard steams of cum down my throat with each hump. I got a bit overwhelmed with the volume and sucked some up into my nasal passage and blew it out my nose, twice. Gasping for air I backed off his cock as Jay took control of it and stroked it tightly. Cum drooled out for the first few strokes draining his nuts dry. Hocking-up some cum from my throat I hacked it into some tissues and when I could breath OK again I took back Jay's cock and sucked the random cum off the head and shaft of it. Neither of us had said a word from the start and now we both sat back catching our breath. Jay broke the silence with, "Wow! Dude! That's the best blow-job I ever had. How bout you being my personal cock sucker like you were for that Chuckie guy... huh? What do ya say to that? You can live with me and suck my cock twelve times a day." He was grinning when he said it but I think he was serious about the part that I sucked him off better than anyone else had ever done. I felt good to be the best at something, especially where Jay is concerned. I just nodded my head at him and grinned back while swirling saliva around in my mouth trying to think what Jay's spunk taste like... hot dogs? I really enjoyed sucking his cock, he had a good one, and I really liked Jay a lot too.
After we recovered, Jay wanted to play with my hair... that's the way he put it, so we went down to his salon and he gave me the best shampoo ever. It was nice having Jay fuss over me again like that. He shampooed it forever, and then did a softener cream rinse finish treatment, combing my hair for five minutes after that and generally enjoyed himself with my hair for about a half an hour overall. I enjoyed myself too and I especially enjoyed that mesmerizing state I get into when Jays doing stuff to me like that. Of course he'd just cut my hair so there wasn't any hair cutting he could do, but he kept himself busy just the same. We both liked it and when he was done with my hair he massaged my shoulders and arms and it was all wonderful. I was so relaxed I didn't even stiffen my body when he undid my shorts, took out my cock, and sucked me off kneeling between my legs with me sitting in that smallish, blue, plastic salon chair, as comfortable and contented as I could be. Eventually I had a bigger climax then I had this morning when I'd jerked myself off, and then walking home later I wondered if anyone else in the world is enjoying themselves as much as I am. I hope Jay is.
Back at work on Monday, I was feeling about as upbeat as I've ever felt. Todd was busy with paper work in the morning so his lieutenant, second in charge, Bill McElroy, passed out the work assignments at the morning meeting. Bill is a supervisory trainee under Todd, he'll eventually take Todd's place or replace someone in Todd's capacity in another store. I didn't want to think about Todd getting promoted, but the other guys seem to think a promotion is eminent, although they didn't use that word. I have mixed emotions about a promotion. Todd is my hero so I wanted him to get promoted for his own sake, but I don't want him to get promoted for my sake. I want to work for Todd, not Bill. Bill is a twenty-two year old over-weight college graduate who's in a management training program for Stop and Shop. His first training post being the entry level supervisory position Todd has. Alex, the tall, string-bean of a kid, says that six months after Bill works at Todd's position he'll then be promoted to be the boss of guys like Todd. That didn't seem fair to me because Todd's been working at Super Stop & Shop for eight years and Bill will only have been here six or seven months. I guess they are prejudice against guys without degrees, but let me tell ya, Todd has a way with us boys, and Bill just doesn't. Stop and Shop just might have some employee problems when Bill is running things, college degree or not. In other words, we all think Bill is an asshole while everyone things Todd rocks! And then there's me who thinks Todd rocks and I also have a crush on him the size of the parking lot. Bill said, "You, Elliot, get the carts in the parking lot and don't let me catch you smoking out there. You, Eric, I want you...." That's all I heard as I hustled toward the parking lot thinking, 'hey, dick breath, I don't smoke' ...but why waste my energy on Bill right now? It was getting hot this morning though so rounding up shopping carts is just about the worse job I could get to start off the week with.
Halfway through the morning I'd gotten every shopping cart accounted for and put in it's proper spot. Reporting that fact to Bill made him squint his narrow, rodent face and say, "It's about time pal... help Dean stock the dry cereals in aisle eight now". Off I go to do that and ten minutes later I felt that familiar pat on my ass and with a slightly pink face I turned around to try looking Todd in the eyes while saying, "I was hoping that was you" then pink turned to red as my face got real hot because I couldn't believe I'd just said that, it must be Jay's influence on me. Todd grinned like a little kid and when he didn't say anything immediately I felt I needed to fill in the silence so I mumbled, "Missed you at the meeting, Todd. Bill sucks!" Todd doesn't like Bill too much either, but in a distracted voice he goes, "No Elliot, please don't say that. We're all a team." He was looking, not in my eyes, but at my new haircut. This is the first time he's seen it.
Since he didn't say anything about it I started to blush even harder and with a dry mouth I stammer, "Ah.. it's new. I mean, no ponytail. My friend Jay cut it off" Todd was biting his bottom lip, then finally adjusted his eyes down to look me in the eyes and wistfully say, "It's a wonderful haircut, Elliot. I knew someone, someone special to me, he had that exact same haircut... he combed it just like you have except his hair was blond, not red like yours." Todd seemed out of it for a second so I continued to nervously stare at him until he did that thing where he shakes his head like he's trying to clear it of something and then comes back into focus again. Taking a deep breath and grinning a little uncomfortably he held the back of my neck a second and slowly rubbed up the back of my head ruffling my short hairs. He muttered, "Yeah, it felt just like this. I can hardly believe the coincidence, Elliot... it was quite a shock seeing you so unexpectedly with your new haircut, I'll tell you that for sure. Nice shock I mean, you're so fine. Looks great on you buddy, really great." he was sort of rambling and then he actually hugged me into him for just a quick second and right after that said, "See you at lunch, OK?" walking away he was rubbing his eyes. What the fuck...? I had to think twice to be sure he'd actually hugged me like that... wow, what's that all about, I wondered. I'm only five feet, six inches tall so it's not hard for someone to grab hold of me and drag me into them if they want to, I'm pretty much a rag doll for Todd anyway so that was a very nice hug. Damn! This haircut had like a magic effect on Ray, and now Todd too. I'm just guessing it's the haircut that made Ray act so nicely to me, but I don't need to guess that it's the haircut with Todd because he said it was. But why?
OK, this is really something that I can't wait to tell Jay about. Todd was affectionate to me twice more during the day... twice more! At lunch, and then he searched me out in the afternoon without any purpose, just to talk. Affectionate is the right word too. His manner, his body language, his touching and him feeling my hairs on the back of my head can only be described as affectionate behavior. Oh, and sweet words too about what a great kid I am and how glad Todd is that I work in his group and that I'm the smartest boy of all the summer staff. Stuff like that, all the time caressing me... I swear to God it was caressing. I loved every second of it except the last exchange was so sweet I got a hard boner and let out a quiet moan. Todd nodded to himself about something and did his hug thing again where he pulled me against him quickly and then let go saying, "You're like the younger brother I never had, Elliot. Hope ya don't mind me getting a little sentimental here" and he hurried off then. I wonder if Jay will think this means that Todd just may have the hots for me. That's my favorite working premise, the one I hashed over in my head for the remainder of the day anyway. Another premise I thought about has to do with Todd maybe having a favorite younger brother who tragically died and maybe my haircut remind Todd of that younger kid. Or it could be that as a teen he had a best friend that I remind Todd of, and the best friend died too young or, fuck... I don't know. I remind him of something, or somebody.
That night after dinner I ran over to Jays to share my latest news about Todd. The last few days when Jay sees me he gives me a hug automatically and I actually hug him back. Jay is so good for me, making me comfortable with doing things most everybody else takes for granted... with me these are new and amazing accomplishments. Anyway, up in his room with Jay staring intently at me, his eyes large and his mouth slightly opened, I told Jay in detail about Todd's unusually affectionate behavior today, He says, "This is a major new part to the puzzle, Elliot. Very interesting!" After analyzing it for about an hour we both were convinced of two things. One... it's the haircut that somehow triggered Todd's extra affection. That's one thing we think is certain, and the other thing we're certain about is that we don't know what it means. It took us an hour to figure out we don't know anything. Well, we know what we hope it means, but alternative explanations like those I was considering at work are just as valid possibilities as the desired explanation. The desired explanation of Todd's new-found affection, of course, is that Todd is madly in love with me and wants to fuck my brains out. Jay says, "I knew that haircut was the right one for you! I'm a fucking genius like I may have mentioned to you eighty-seven times before." and he ran his hands through my hair pretending to admire it... goofing around, and then a gentle squeeze at the back of my neck, leaving his hand there. We looked in each others eyes for a second and I definitely felt something. Jay touching me in such a casual manner with us sitting so close together on his bed... it made my groin tighten-up and then a small shoulder shudder caused my eyes to blink. Jay squeezed again before slowly pulling his hand away and, for once, he was the one who acted shy, looking away, then almost immediately he recovered to excitedly mumble, "Hey! I've got an idea". I looked at him in almost a daze...
He looked back for just a second, then hopped off the bed and fired-up his computer. I was in a fog of confusing ideas as I watched him do his thing on the computer, he's a computer whiz by the way. Me, still sitting cross-legged on his bed watching him, and still feeling that groin activity, I pulled his pillow over and lay back on it, sneaking a grope of my crotch in the process. I could smell Todd on his pillow and it made my dick get even a little stiffer. This all felt very nice, everything about being here with him on his bed, smelling him on his pillow, and my nice sexy groin feeling, it all felt so comfortably nice, wonderful to feel like I felt. I told myself silently to not take this for granted. I've lived so much of my life without this kind of feeling that I must appreciate it and value it because I think it may be rarer then I can imagine. All excited, Todd goes, "Ta-da!" as he pointed at his screen. I rolled off his bed and took a look. Jay had uncovered, in less then five minutes, Todd's address, phone number and income range, among other pieces of personal information like his date of birth, marital status and other stuff I didn't care about. Amazing! With that wonderfully high energy level of his, Jay says, "Let's walk by his place, Elliot. It's only a mile or so from here... The Edgewater Apartments. Maybe we'll discover something about him, who knows what, but something." I was all for it. Kind of a vicarious thrill just to see where Todd lives and maybe touch his mailbox or something. Both of us were acting a little silly about our quest, but what the fuck... it's fun.
Jay's Mom was on her way out the same time we were leaving. She was almost as energetic as her son as she told us about her date tonight with a rich older guy. She jokingly said, "Maybe I'll rope this guy in with some extraordinary sex, Jay, and he'll want to marry me and you and I will be rich at last". That made my eyes get real big and I had this startled expression on my face. Jay nodded his head at me to his Mom and the two of them laughed before Jay goes, "She's kidding, Elliot! For god sakes, dude" then with pretend concern, he looks at his Mom and goes, "You were kidding, right?" She says, "No, I wasn't" and they hugged as we parted on the sidewalk. She headed for her car, Jay and I headed in the opposite direct... to stalk Todd. To me it seemed an unusual relationship to have with your Mom, especially considering mine, but it worked for Todd and his Mom so who am I to judge. Maybe I was slightly jealous too, of them both. It was a twenty minute leisurely walk and then there it was, a sprawling garden apartment complex that looked old, but nice. Great landscaping. Garden apartments, which Todd told me meant all ground level, private entrances... every apartment's front door opened onto a sidewalk, in other words. Most apartments I'd seen are more high-rise affairs. Todd's actual apartment unit was on the other side, away from the parking lot. It was on the end and when we spotted it we stopped. "What now?" I asked. "Fuck if I know" Todd mumbles. And then, "Come on, let's get closer" I reluctantly followed him to the walkway that led to Todd's front door. For some reason I whispered when saying, "He'll see me, Jay. You he don't know, but he might remember me from fondling me three hours ago". That got us giggling like a couple of girls so we stopped, looked at each other, shook our heads, and Todd goes, "No, Elliot, we are not girls. Say that after me. We are not..." that got us doing some more giggling and then Todd's front door started to open, we turned as one and took off toward the beginning of the next block of apartments. Todd and another guy came out the door and began walking toward the parking lot. Jay looked at me with an expression on his face that seemed to ask if I knew the other guy, so I shrugged my shoulders indicating that I didn't. He goes, "Come on" and we sprinted around the building to get to the other end of the parking lot.
Out of breath, we waited behind a van for about fifteen seconds until here comes Todd and his friend, who I could see more clearly now. Dark complected older guy, maybe thirty... at least he looked thirty. I can't tell how old some guys are, but with Todd looking nineteen this guy looked much older, that's all I know. The guy had one of those five o'clock shadows of dark beard that he purposely kept looking like a five o'clock shadow, and longish dark hair. He was very slight. Both Todd and the older looking guy were smoking cigarettes. Todd smoked his in a regular manner, everything about Todd's motions were regular, and I only mention that because the other guy seemed fairly normal with one big exception... he held his hand out from his body in an odd way. The hand with the cigarette. It reminded me of a movie I saw that was set back in the old days, sixties probably, and this elegant woman was holding a cigarette away from her just like this guy was doing. It looked feminine, that's all. Nothing else registered in my head... well, maybe they walked too close together, or more likely I'm projecting something from my head about that. I'll see what Jay thinks later, now we had to stay quiet. Todd went around to the passenger side of a new looking BMW sedan, the older guy got in to drive. From our position we watched their heads through the rear window... they did not kiss or do anything unusual. Just looked at each other quickly saying something, then looked straight ahead as the old fart started the car and they drove away. Jay and I watched them go with our shoulders touching and me biting on a fingernail wondering if this feeling I was having was jealousy. Could I possibly be jealous that Todd was going somewhere with that old dude? "What's it mean, Jay?" I finally asked, and Jay goes, "Fuck if I know... nice car though, huh?" On the walk back to Jay's place we speculated all kinds of scenarios. Jay was very well versed in gay relationships from bear/cubs to master/slave and a number of others. Learning about these relationships, that previously I had no idea even existed, made the walk back go very quickly. Unlocking his front door Jay says, "Maybe they're two straight friends going out for a beer" and I go, "Oh, how boring is that?" We hadn't learned much, if anything at all, but it was a fun adventure and doing something with Jay was always cool.
Grabbing a couple of Pepsis from the refrigerator we went up to Jay's room. On the steps I said, just to break his balls, "These fucking Pepsis are too sweet, ya know? Cokes are better." Jay knew I was joking around, he turned on the steps and unexpectedly hugged me around the neck saying, "I'm so glad we're friends Elliot. Did I tell you that before?" He was being real sincere at the moment and then tried to clown around by pretending to fall off the steps so I had to grab him around the waist... our faces were together. I said, "Me too Jay." His skin is so fucking soft and smooth, I loved the feel of it. One time a while back that we did the hug without shirts on and it appeared in a dream I had the other night. Tonight, with me holding him around the waist, Jay smiled quickly and said, "We cannot allow ourselves to fall for each other Elliot, that will ruin a friendship faster then lending money to one another." I let go and he turned so we could go the rest of the way upstairs, and into his room. There isn't any fooling myself, I got a boner when Jay's and my face were touching. He was starting to have an affect on me that was so much different than the first couple of weeks together. Jay wasn't "hot" to me before, but it seems like he's getting there lately and I have no idea how it happened. He has a really nice smell about him, maybe that's it. We talked about Todd some more, then played computer games till I needed to leave to get some sleep.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were routine days, more or less and I mean at work as well as at home and then at Jay's after dinner each night. I was waiting for Jay to suggest we do oral sex this time because I suggested it last time and I didn't want to seem like a sex maniac or something. I wish the hell Jay would bring it up though, I'm horny for his cock. I've been doing my jerking-off and sometimes I included the finger or vegetable fucking but once you share sex with someone you like, doing it with yourself doesn't seem nearly as hot. I waited patiently for Jay to bring it up though, like I said. We saw a movie at the Mall one night, and another night we were at the Mall in the Apple store for a couple hours getting Jay's iphone fixed. We played computer games but Jay was too good for me to be competitive with him. Our favorite thing to do was talk and it's odd because I use to be so quiet, but now Jay has brought me out of my shell, at least when I'm with him. Around other people I'm a little better then I use to be, but nothing like when I'm with Jay. On Thursday we walked down to Todd's apartment again and staked the place out for an hour without seeing him or the old guy who was with him Monday. At work Todd was just as touchy/feely as he'd been on Monday except no explicit hugs.
Then, Thursday afternoon it was just Todd and me in the frozen foods aisle, both of us with gloves on, stocking frozen vegetables into the big freezers. I worked up the courage to start a conversation, but let me tell you... it really took some doing on my part. I finally was able to say, while pushing boxes of Jolly Green Giant mixed vegetables way in the back of the stand-up freezer, "Ah, oh... yeah. Ah, do I still remind ya of someone, Todd?" He grunted as he lifted a fifty pound box of frozen french fries to the floor and said, "Yeah, Elliot, you still do" and he chuckled in a friendly way. We worked for another twenty minutes with me building up the nerve to say one word, when I was ready, I asked, "Who?". Todd goes, "Who, what?" and I said, "Do I remind you of?". Todd stopped working and with a hand on each of my shoulders he turned me around facing him pretending to study my face, then he looked up and down my body, and then he rubbed his fingers from the front of my forehead backward over my head mussy up my hair, and said, "Josh Rolands". He held his open hand against my cheek and said, "Yep, that's who. My best friend in high school, Josh Rolands". I went, "Oh"... and we finished loading the freezers. When Todd was handling me, pretending to study me, I stood perfectly still and concentrated on his touch. All during it, my balls felt full and I had a tiny ache low in my belly, but luckily my cock only got a partial stiffy, and not a poking boner that Todd would see. He wasn't looking at my crotch anyway.
That night when I told Jay about it he goes, "And?". I go, "What do ya mean?" and Jay acted exaggeratedly flabbergasted. He yelled, "You left it at that? He says his best friend Josh somebody and you don't follow-up with any questions about this Josh person? Elliot? What's wrong with you?" I looked down then, chastised. That made Jay hug roughly around my neck and say, "Jesus, Elliot, don't ya know I'm just kidding. I mean I would have asked more questions, but I know you by now and I expected you'd do pretty much what you did. I was joking around with you, breaking your balls about it... you know, because we're best friends. Get IT?" and he kissed my cheek saying, "You are so fucking cute! Don't you know that?" My head was spinning with all these questions, but I could tell now that Jay wasn't upset with me back there. I'm too sensitive, I've always been too sensitive and I told Jay that too. He said, "No, you're not Elliot. You're perfect just like you are. Don't change. OK?"
We discussed this latest development and jay concluded, "I'm going under-cover tomorrow, Elliot. I'm going to check out this Todd guy at the store. For god sake, when you see me pretend you don't know me. I'll apply for a job or something, somehow I'll get to talk to him and my gaydar will do the rest. He could just be a sentimental straight dude who wishes he had a little brother like you, or maybe he had this best friend in high school who had the same exact haircut as I gave you and then something happened to his best friend so he got emotional when you reminded him of "said" friend, or something simple like that. I go, "The 'said friend' is Josh, right?" Jay rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, who else?" and I asked, "Do you think it's possible that Todd is like you said, the sentimental straight guy, and all that other stuff you said?" Jay goes, "Of course not! I'll uncover the truth though. I'm on the fucking case now, guess I should have taken action two or three weeks ago but that's water under the damn now". I looked at him a while, then asked, "You're kidding around again?" and Jay goes, "Yeah, except I will be in to check out Todd tomorrow... that's real". He mussed my hair and said, "Hey. you haven't had a shampoo for three or four days. How about it right now?" I nodded "OK" and we went down to do that. I never would have believed it, but getting a head massage and shampoo is so relaxing and a little sexy too. I like it, but I don't want to go on too much about it with Jay or he might think I'm weird. As we were going down the steps I gave in, couldn't wait any longer for Jay to bring it up... I mumbled, "Oh, yeah... maybe after the shampoo we could, you know. Do each other or something..." Jay said, "I thought you'd never ask".
to be continued..... Chapter four (the surprise)
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