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Mom had gotten out of the campaign job from Mrs. Buxtehude because she just didn't have the time. When Mrs. Buxtehude pushed back on this, mom reminded her that she works a full time job and is giving what extra time she has to the Ladies Circle at the club. As many of the ladies in that group did not have jobs, they had all been understanding of her limitations. A campaign would be like a part time job. Mom told her she was flattered but could not devote the time. In the end, Mrs. Buxtehude backed off. No one ever asked about the missing sign so far as I knew.
Saturday morning, Micah arrived around 10:30 am. He wanted to spend a few minutes with us before heading over to Tristan's for their date. He parked out front and Ty and I showed him in.
"How was the drive?" I asked.
"It was quiet. I had time to think," he said.
"Not overthink, I hope," I replied.
"Dude, I am so nervous," he admitted. "Where is your mom?" he asked.
"She's at the club setting up. They have a Ball tonight," and I went on to explain what the Ball season consisted of.
"Holy shit, dude. Sounds like royalty shit," and we laughed.
We took Micah upstairs for the briefing.
"Why are you so nervous?" asked Ty.
"I've never met anyone like Tristan before. I don't know if I can handle it," Micah said.
"Where have I heard that before?" Ty asked, looking at me.
"Listen Micah, it's true. We don't have guys like these where we come from but they're not from outer space. Well, Ty is, but not all of them are," and Micah laughed. Ty was grinning. "Just because you are from the country does not mean you are not good enough so don't go down that road. Hear me?"
"Yeah but that's easier said than done," he said with a grimace on his face.
"You have texted with him enough over the past two weeks that there shouldn't be any surprises. Just don't tell him anything he does is dumb, ok? He is going to enjoy having an audience," I told him.
"And also, if it doesn't work out, it's ok," said Ty. "Not all dates do but like Josh said, you two have been texting and what not and he's really excited. Now go on over there," barked Ty. Micah laughed.
"I see what you mean," he said to me. Micah left to go meet Tristan and that was it for them. If things went well, he would be spending the night at Tristan's. If they didn't, he would be back here with us. The parents had the Ball to attend so Ty and I were on our own. I was still on the fence about what to do but I was thinking of taking him out for Thai. Mom left me some money; didn't say where I had to spend it. I wished we hadn't tied up the whole amount of the check my dad gave me but Bill had taken it to his investment broker and had purchased high dividend yielding shares with it so it would increase in value. In the meantime I didn't have any money. I might need to get a part time job. One thing to be sure was that we had the house to ourselves this evening and that was nothing to waste!
Ty and I went out to complete the errands requested from the parents. Pick up the dry cleaning, a few things from the grocery store and get some boxes from various stores for shipping items sold on Ty's online store. Some stores gave us some really good boxes, other stores had them sent out for recycling. The back of my car looked like a homeless person lived in there. It was funny. I noticed Ty as we drove by University, his thrifting was over for now but it didn't stop him from gawking as we passed. His store was up and running and he had sold a couple of things. Tristan had put a plug in for it on multiple social sites as was their custom.
When we got home, we took the boxes upstairs and sorted them out by size, leaving them collapsed. I couldn't help but take measure of the room. Ty asked me what I had going on in my head.
"Ty, after the store is complete, why couldn't we get Bill to let us fix this room up as a den? I mean there is still one guestroom and I don't know if y'all ever have anyone who stays in it. This room won't be used so much after Christmas." I saw Ty's eyes widened and he thought it could be a cool idea.
"We could get a used sofa and table, some floor lamps, put a tv on the wall. It would be cool," he thought. Of course any chance to "fix things up" was a good idea to him. As it stood now, it was either pile up in our rooms or hang downstairs with the parents. He agreed we could run in by the parents later.
Once the parents were home, they had a few other chores for Ty and I to do then we would be on our own. After cleaning up and getting ready, Mom came out of her room with a really cool black dress and Bill was in his tux. They left out the back door with mom giggling about something Bill whispered in her ear. He probably thought he was being a stud. Ty and I had been sitting on the couch and it wasn't five minutes after they left that he jumped on top of me.
"Hey stud," he said, being devilishly cute.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Been waiting to do this all day," he said, grinding his ass on my lap. I was getting hard very fast. He leaned forward and kissed me, holding me down in place. He continued to grind. The chit chat pretty much stopped. I ran my hands up his sides, under his sweater. I loved the way his soft skin felt. He grinded on my lap harder.
"You want this, baby?" I asked, unbuckling my belt. He lifted so I could let my jeans down. He got on the floor in front of me and took my hardon into his mouth. I gasped. He had done this so many times and everytime felt the same - awesome! I hissed air between my teeth. He sucked up and down on it for a minute or two, unbuckling his own pants. He stripped out of his jeans in a single motion. He crawled back onto my lap and this time the grind was skin to skin. I squirmed to get my cock aimed at his hole. He pressed down. I felt the soft entrance as my dick tried to gain entrance. There was no lube so it wasn't going in but the pressure felt amazing. He threw his head back as the nerves in his ass came to life.
He bent down to kiss me more and I thought I was about to cum from the pressure. I stopped him. "Hey, let's go upstairs before I cum," I whispered. He got off of me and we grabbed our pants and took them upstairs. We held hands as we climbed the stairs and once in my room, he jumped onto my bed.
"No, no," I said as I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower head. I let it run so the water would heat up. I went back into my room. Ty was looking at me confused.
"We need to shower to get ready for dinner. I'm taking you to a Thai place down in Midtown, I told him. You need to look good," I said.
"Oh yeah!" he shouted. "I love Thai. I haven't had that in a long time since your mom doesn't like it!" he sneered and he climbed off the bed. I pulled his sweater over his head which was regretful because he looked super sexy wearing nothing but that. The way it bunched just at the top of his ass was much sexier than you could imagine. I led him to the shower and pushed him in. I climbed in behind him. We both got some spray for warmth and we began soaping each other up. I was so hard from the feel of his smooth skin with the trickling of warm water that ran between us. I got behind him and soaped up his back. He let his head fall back on my shoulder. I reached around and soaped up the front of his body, feeling his hard nipples and his flat tummy. I soaped his cock which was full and hard with its aim upward.
Then, I took his wrists into my hands and squeezed them both hard.
"Oww," he barked. "You're squeezing so hard," he said.
"Notice anything Silly Butt?" I said, sarcastically. He pondered for a second then looked back at me over his shoulder.
"Your grip!" he quipped. "You have a grip on my wrist," he noticed. "You're getting stronger, aren't you?"
"Yep. Its amazing isn't it? I didn't notice the difference at first but noticed it yesterday when I was driving and holding the steering wheel. The physical therapy is paying off," I said. He turned and wrapped his arms around me and we kissed some more.
"How is this for a grip?" he said, squeezing his arms around me?"
"Perfect," I said. "I always want to feel this kind of grip from you," I said looking into his eyes. I tilted him back just a bit so the spray would wash the soap off him. He took my cock in his soapy hands and began a soft stroke.
"Oh my God," I said. "That feels so good!"
"Does it?" he asked. "I'm going to get you off," he bragged.
"You better not. I'm saving it for someone special, meeting up with him later tonight," I said back.
"Who?" he snapped, and I took his cock in my hand and gripped him. He froze and said, "you better stop. I don't want to cum either," he said, his eyes wide.
"A little edging revenge," I said and we let go of each other. He turned his face back toward the shower spray for another rinse. I pushed my hardness into his crack and whispered into his ear, "I should just do it right now and get it over with, sexy thing. Just push it in, to the hilt," I sneered feeling the part between his ass cheeks grip me like a hotdog bun. Seriously, I almost busted it again. Whew, this shower stuff was a turn on!
He soaped me up and washed my hair as we let our erections die down. Then we grabbed towels and dried off and dressed. It was time for dinner! I drove us in Ty's mini cooper because it was much cooler than my Camry. Finding parking is always a nuisance in midtown but we found a spot on a side street. We compared notes on texts from Ty and Micah. Ty had sent one text to Ty saying all was going great. Micah sent me one saying Tristan had a lot of energy and they were on the go and were having dinner with Tristan's mom. I'm sure this unnerved him but she was always welcoming of Tristan's friends. His dad was on a fishing trip and after a couple of glasses of wine, she would probably be out of it. Besides, they lived in a sprawling one story house where Tristan pretty much had the bedroom wing to himself. Fingers crossed he didn't have to come back to us tonight.
I caught Ty up on the Ginny agenda. She and I were going to see a movie tomorrow afternoon which mom would happily flip the bill for. Ty was going to be working all afternoon in his store. He had three sales today so he had to package the items. That apparently was the tedious part. I finished my lamb chops as Ty was finishing his noodle bowl. It was really good. It was also just fun that we were having dinner in public like two normal people, which we really were. I don't know why I was still so self conscious. Its not like we groped and grinded or anything in public. When we got back to the car, it was a different story, however. I unlocked the car and got ready to open the door for him when he pulled me in for a sexy kiss. It was a dark street and it was super hot!
"You devil!" I said.
"I know," he replied and kissed me some more, feeling my crotch growing fast. And speaking of fast, I couldn't wait to get us home. I had edged enough that day and I was ready for him. I was still thinking about that shower and the little punk toyed with my hardon all the way home. Damn thing never even went down.
When we got home, we wasted no time. No chit chat. We headed upstairs and he pulled me into his room. It smelled so good in his room thanks to his cologne. The clothes came off and time stopped for just a minute. He was quiet, and not so aggressive now. He just sort of stood there and looked down. I pressed myself against him and his face fell on my shoulder. He held my hands and he kissed my neck. Then he slowly lifted his face to mine and we sucked in each other's lips. Our tongues gently grazed. It was all so tender for just that moment but I was about to change that.
After getting lubed up, I turned him around and aimed my cock at his hole. I kissed his neck and tongued his ear. He moaned. Just as I was about to enter him, he said quietly, "fuck my pussy baby. Fuck me, Josh!" and oh that did it. He was learning some dirty talk. I pushed in and didn't stop until I was fully inserted.
"Oh fuck Josh!"
"I know. Its good isn't it?" and he nodded. He bent forward and I took his hips in my hands, both of which had a firm grip. I pulled back and proceeded to fuck. He tried to back into me and meet my rhythm but it didn't work. I told him to hold still and I did all the work. Seeing his beautiful asscheeks as my cock thrusted in and out didn't allow me to last long. He started it when he stood back upright, sort of leaned on one leg a bit and yelled, "Fuck, I'm cumming!" and I peered over his shoulder to see his cock shooting cum up and onto his belly. He wasn't touching himself at all. I gave a few hard thrusts to help him finish and he bent back over and I shot my stuff into him. There was a minute where I couldn't move or breathe. I was almost dizzy.
He laid down on the bed and motioned for me to come with him. I crawled on top of him and kissed him. His cum got sticky between us. It was only a few minutes I guessed and he lifted his legs and I entered him again. "You like this connection?" I asked.
"Oh yeah baby, you're my midnight wolf tonight!" and I proceeded with another incredible fuck. This time it was slurpy and noisy because of the extra lube I had deposited in him minutes before.
Our faces crushed together, I wrapped one arm under him and we fucked again, like it was our last. I pulled out just in time to shoot another load on him and he stroked his cock and shot another load as well. I fell onto the bed by his side and the mess we had made was quite a lot. We were sweaty and he was pretty much hosed down with cum. Yes, we took another quick shower and climbed into his bed and turned on the tv. We laid there for a bit, setting the alarm on my phone for midnight. We had enjoyed this evening but did not want to take any chances. I would have loved to have held him all night but we had been granted an evening alone and we made the best of it. It was the best we could ask for at the moment.
"Ty, I have to say that this was an incredible night. And not the just the sex, which babe was unbelievable. I just feel like we are living the dream, not chasing it. You know?"
"Yeah I know. Can you imagine having to go on first dates and having to manage all that "get to know you" conversation again?" and we laughed.
"Ewww!" he said as we cracked up. I whispered into his ear, "I love you babe," He whispered it back to me.
I had just crawled into my bed and was about to pass out when I heard the back door open and the parents were home. They were laughing about something or someone at the party. Mom's shoes clumped up the stairs and Bill told her to hush, she would wake the street. I hopped out of bed and opened my door and they stood frozen.
"Damn mom, you woke up all of Park Avenue with those heels!" and she looked at me and started laughing so hard. Bill did too.
"Yall have a good night?" asked Bill because my mom was still laughing.
"The best," I said. "We had Thai for dinner," I said.
Mom's face sobered up and she snapped "Yuck!" which caused me to chuckle. "Did you have the sweet and sour chihuahua?" she asked, heading down the hall to their room. Bill looked at me with a shameful face and said, "They served a really nice drink after the dinner and your mom enjoyed it quite a lot," he said as he slipped down the hall. "Let's keep it quiet in the morning, if you get my drift," he said and he closed the bedroom door behind him.
That being said, I grabbed my phone, set the alarm for 6:30 and headed back to Ty's room for that cuddle. I filled Ty in on what had just happened in his sleepy haze. He giggled a bit and then I felt him heave slightly.
"My mom used to love those parties, Josh. I think about her every time they go to one now," and I felt a little sad. To be so grown up as we tried to be, we were still very much boys when it came to our parents. I spooned him and held him tight.
The next morning, Ty and I slipped downstairs when we heard noises and smelled food. It was about 9 am so it appeared mom didn't sleep in too late. She had made some bacon and toast.
"Morning mom," I said, quietly.
"Morning son," she said brightly.
"Have fun last night?" and she said she did.
"Boy did she," said Bill with a laugh.
"You hush and read your paper, Bill," mom said playfully.
"You two," she said pointing to Ty and me, "ARE BUSTED and I am not kidding!" Ty froze in his tracks and my stomach almost shot out of my ass. Neither of us said a word.
"There are two pairs of shoes in that family room sitting in front of the couch," she snapped. "What is the rule about shoes?" she said looking at us with a blank face. Neither of us moved, still.
"If you all can't take care of things when we're out, I will have to consider getting a sitter," she said and she started laughing at our frozen stances. I let out a breath and Ty smacked his forehead. Ok, it was pretty funny.
"Better get an old one, and one not so pretty," said Ty.
"Why is that?" mom asked.
"You know Josh over here will be flashing his blue eyes and put her under his spell, you know how he does when he's trying to impress you?" and he started making conspicuous blinks and he tossed his head to the side, swaying his bangs out of his eyes. Mom cheered with laughter.
"I don't do that," I said, "and I don't flash my eyes!"
"Yes you do, it's like this," and he started staring us down with blinking eyes and smiling. It was pretty hilarious. He looked like Wednesday from the Addams' Family movie.
Bill said, "I have yet to notice Josh's blue eyed "win them over" strategy; however, I wouldn't put it past him!" and Ty belted out laughter. Ty did a head tilt again letting his bangs blow back to the side for just a final crush.
"I never do that," I said flatly.
"I think it's called...revenge," mom said and Bill finished her statement, "served on a cold platter."
I was just about to take a bite into the bacon which smelled so good when mine and Ty's phone went off.
"Having breakfast at the diner with Tristan. Will go home afterwards. Great night!" was all that is said. Ty roared and cheered. I felt his enthusiasm but didn't show it. I might be accused of throwing my bangs back again. The parents looked at us like we were crazy.
Later, all either of us could get out of the two of them was that Tristan had shown Micah around the city and Micah got a really cool shirt from the Thrift that Tristan picked out for him. They had a light lunch at a cafe and went to see a scary movie at The Bird, our historic theatre downtown. They relaxed a bit in Tristan's backyard and had shrimp and grits with Tristan's mom who slipped next door to a friend's house for wine. Micah spent the night and they had breakfast. Ty pressed hard on Tristan to spill the beans but he wouldn't budge. He only said that Micah was a perfect gentleman, was a great kisser, and had an amazing body with his very light bodily hair. They would be seeing each other again and had really adored each other.
"Ty, isn't that enough?" I asked.
"I want to know," he replied.
"Well give him some space," I suggested. "He might come pouring out with it when you least expect it. Maybe he has to process it," I said. "This was a big thing we set up here and if it went as well as it did, then we should be thankful."
"You're right I know but details, Josh. You know I love the details! But, you're right. He won't hold out on me forever. He'll come clean," he said. With that, he went into his "shop" and started putting together boxes. Mom handed me some twenties so I could treat Ginny to the movie. She wouldn't require it but I thought it would be a noble gesture, after all.
I drove out to the West Side and picked her up, having done the meet and greet with the parents, we headed to the AMC Cinema. She asked how things were going and I said the usual. We caught up on some class work we were having to endure in Advanced Biology, not my favorite subject. I was actually stronger in Math with Language a close second. Science was not my thing. Ginny was good at it but found certain things annoying. She said it was more the teacher than the subject. I never thought about that but it's true. Teachers can make it or break it. I told her that was an astute thought.
While we were standing in line, Caleb Shaw and one of his friends, came up behind us.
"Hey Josh, hey Ginny, what are y'all up to?" he asked.
"Just catching a movie? How about you?" I asked with disinterest.
"Going to see this horror flick," he laughed.
"So are we," said Ginny. "You guys better not make too much noise in there," she said laughing. "I don't want to hear any screaming at the scary parts," she said, taking a jab at Caleb. He grinned but didn't know what to say. He pointed to his friend and said "Most likely will be Ben here," who punched him in the arm. Picking at Ty might have been easy for him but standing up to Ginny Tatum, yeah? No.
After I got our popcorn and drinks, I waited a moment in the lobby for Caleb who came along with his snacks. I told Ginny to hold on a minute and pulled him aside.
"Hey Caleb, what was that shit at the football game last week? I mean that was crappy. Everyone in this town thinks Ty is the greatest thing around and here you come thinking you can take potshots at him. What's up with that?" I asked.
"Oh man, that was dreadful. I felt like a shithead after that."
"I guess so," I replied. "After that thing that happened to Ty, I'm not going to sit back and let anyone harass him," and he interrupted me.
"There's no need for that Josh. I was like, if I had just kept my mouth shut. It was really stupid. I don't know, usually he just spouts some quick comeback at me and everyone laughs and I walk away looking stupid. He tagged me that night though. I mean, that was the first time he made me feel, I don't know, regret. Does he hate me?" he asked, seeming like he cared about the answer.
"No, not really. He told me that he and Tristan used to think you were the greatest guy ever, hanging at the pool and all. Said they couldn't wait to hang out with you everyday and then you got rude with them. Seems he was more disappointed in you than anything."
"Its stupid. It's all me. Will you tell him I'm sorry and I won't do it anymore? That sounds like such a baby but I mean it. I won't mess with him anymore, I promised."
"No, I won't tell him. You tell him! Text him and tell him you want to talk. He'll listen. He won't put you down for that," I advised. "I mean come on, Caleb, you're a good looking guy, you're athletic, you take advanced courses, you dress well," I said pointing to his Ralph Lauren sweater and form fitting jeans. "You should be running close to our circle, not acting like an outlier," I said.
"Dude, are you saying I could hang out with you guys sometime?" he asked, in a shocked tone.
"You could fit in easier than you think and be part of the group but you have to clean up your crap. "We" don't treat people like dirt. We're not mean like that. You sort this out with Ty and act like you have some sense," and I was about to walk off and he shouted at me, "I don't have Ty's number. Can you give it to me?" I flashed my phone up at him and he got Ty's number and I gave him Tristan's too.
"Clean this up Caleb and make it right," I said again and Ginny took my arm as we walked into the theatre and found our seats. Caleb and his friend sat several rows behind us. I suspect he was hard-thinking some things. I hoped so. I wouldn't have minded getting to the truth about his situation and maybe he could be a better guy.
The movie was amazing. Ginny jumped twice and I jumped with her. It was so funny. We had a really good time. On the way home I got a buzz from Jason Perrow, the doctor's son, asking if I was "out and about". It was only 6 am. I said I was home from the movies. He texted me an address and said, "We're on the steps!" I didn't know what that meant but I figured why not. I drove back into town and headed into the Historic District. I knew him as soon as I saw him. These were the old row houses in the historic part of town. Great big houses with big front porches and marble columns and iron gates. Definitely from a time gone by. Jason and a friend were sitting on the front steps seeing who passed on the sidewalk, I guessed. I parked.
They came to the gate to meet me and let me in.
"Josh Warner, I can't believe you are here man! This is so cool," he said.
"Maybe the honor is all mine, Jason. I mean you have the best dad in the world, don't you?"
"Yeah he's cool. Josh Warner, meet my friend Jack Trent. He watched your games with me. Man, those were the days!" he said.
"Uh, Jason, this is where you live? Like, its a pretty cool place," I said.
"Yeah, my dad grew up in this house. They "run in the family" know what I mean?" he asked.
"Ah!" and he asked me to come sit on the steps with them. We chatted and laughed about things. He wanted to set me straight on my "little schoolers" comment but I didn't budge. I asked him if they had little play footballs to kick around on the field. They laughed. Jason was a looker but his friend, well that was another story. He was seriously good looking. He was a little stocky but in shape, coal black hair, and incredible eyes. Jason was just a clean cut guy, with light brown hair, a little wavy on the ends, slender face and lean body, maybe an inch shorter than me. As it turned out, Jack had had a promising football career until his first year on the varsity team where he took a fall and nearly lost the lower half of his leg.
"Show him," said Jason. Jack pulled up the leg of his jeans and showed me a knee that looked like a jigsaw puzzle with lines scarred in and they explained that his knee was held together with pins.
"Sorry Jack," I said.
"It was a crap time but I'm ok. I do some coaching for the little league and its fun. Jason here thinks he's like "star enough" for both of us," and I laughed. Jason smirked. We compared notes on a few other things and I thought he was definitely cool. I was aware of the time and should be getting back home. It was only about a ten minute drive, though. I suggested we get together again and Jason said he was happy we got to meet. He and Jack walked me back to my car. I told him to come by Park Avenue sometime and visit us and I told him to tell his dad I said hey and went on back home.
I had to say it was a good weekend and a busy one socially. Wow, all that in one day? And it seems my comfort and confidence were allowing me to be more of an influencer. I wasn't just fitting in anymore. The goal would be to create a circle, a community that might be willing to accept the "Josh and Ty team!"
Thanks everyone for your thoughts and feedback! More exciting things to come!!