I had grown a lot closer to Jayson during our time together at work and I also got the feeling that he'd grown just a bit closer as well.
After all the plans were set for our trip to Cancun and finally the departure had date arrived, Jayson showed up at my place with a haircut almost exactly like mine. A buzz-cut. His previously neatly groomed cut, was now, very closely shaven on the sides and really short on top. He looked a lot like some of the guys that I'd knew in the Marines. I just smiled. He did look good.
"Hey!, I like the haircut." I told him.
I took it as a personal compliment that he'd liked my style so much. He blushed a deep crimson color and I could see that he was uncomfortable, so I let it drop.
There's something about the way this kid walks that turns me on. I'm sure it's totally involuntary on his part, but the way he moves his little hips is very enticing to me. I know other people see it too. To look at him coming or going is very exciting. His body moves so fluidly and lithely that I almost can't stand it.
Spring break was a lot of fun, aside from the exhaustion I suffered from while trying to act like I was still as young as Jayson. We played it cool while out amongst the other spring breakers, chatting up all the females and partying late into the night. We even had a few parties in our suite. I thank God everyday for my youthful good looks.
One night, after most of our guests had gone on their way, a couple of guys from NC State were still hanging around and all of us were pretty hammered. Jayson called me into the kitchenette.
"That guy Dave has been coming on to me all night. He even came into the bathroom while I was pissing and offered to hold it for me." Jayson told me.
"Well, he must like you." I shot back at him. "You are the best looking guy here tonight." I whispered to him as I gave him a quick kiss on the lips and smiled. "You want me to tell them to go?" I asked him.
"That's up to you Craig." Jayson said.
As we walked back out into the main area of the suite we both stopped dead in our tracks. Dave was on his knees in front of his friend Rich sucking his long thick and very hard cock like a real professional. They seemed undeterred by our presence. Jayson and I stared at each other incredulously with our mouths hanging open for a moment, then looked back at the scene unfolding before us.
Dave pulled his face away from Rich's crotch just long enough to ask, "You guys want to have some fun?"
I could see that Jayson was mesmerized by the performance being played out in front of us. So I put my hand on the back of his neck and looked at him inquiringly. My touch seemed to stir him out of his reverie. I felt his hand slowly come round my waist as he stepped a bit closer and a little behind me, like a little child seeking refuge.
"Alright, come on guys! You have to..."
Before I could get the rest of the sentence out, Jayson was squeezing my waist with both hands and motioning with his head towards the bed. I took that as a sign that he would like them to stick around for a while.
"You sure?" I asked him.
He nodded and pulled me into the bedroom. I understood him instantly. I knew at once that he was really turned on by what he'd seen and wanted to play.
"You degenerate little pervert!" I whispered into Jayson's ear with an all knowing smile on my face.
He laughed out loud at that. I could see his rock hard cock bulging through his shorts as he began taking my shirt off. We kissed and groped each other while he unfastened my shorts and groped my steel rod.
Dave and Rich followed us into the room and quickly undressed. Once we were all naked Jayson pulled me to him onto the bed. We kissed deeply as I caressed and fondled him.
"Make yourselves comfortable guys." I said, to no one in particular, while in my mind I was thinking, "Let's just be sure that we all know that Jayson is mine."
Rich sat on the edge of the bed next to us and started sucking on Dave's cock where he stood in front of him. Dave moaned and groaned like it was the best head he'd ever received. Somehow, I doubted that. I had a feeling that Dave was the most experienced among our little crew.
Jayson moved towards the other couple, rubbing Rich's shoulders. Rich lay back onto the bed and Jayson began kissing him, while Dave moved onto his cock. No, lube, no nothing, Dave just climbed onto Rich's dick and settled his ass in for a good ride. Dave took Rich's cock into himself with only a sigh. Rich, still sucking on Jayson's tongue, started his upward thrusts into Dave.
I couldn't help feeling responsible for Jayson. I know he's an adult and can pretty much take care of himself, but I felt a real need to protect him nevertheless.
But this little sex romp was getting to me. Turned Jayson around and put his asshole onto Rich's face. I kissed Jayson and then I went for his dick. His throbbing cock slowly beating against Rich's forehead was down my throat in a matter of seconds. Apparently, he loved having his ass eaten, as do I, because he bucked his hip and pulled my head into his crotch like a mad man.
Jayson pulled me off his cock and pushed me forward. I damn near fell off the bed. We moved into a better position. While staring directly in my eyes, Jayson hoisted my legs up toward the ceiling and placed his cock against my hole. Faster than I could conceive of what was happening, Jayson was halfway inside me. I don't take it up the ass very often, but I managed to stay still for this kid, I could see the urgency in his eyes, so I let him have his way with me. A few minutes after the brutal shock of his intrusion, I was finally able to catch my breath. Instead of focusing on the throbbing pain in my ass, I just stared into Jayson's eyes. I loved the way his lust had contorted his normally boyish good looks, into a bestial leer of savage power and raw animal conquest.
With each stroke he ground himself into me as though he couldn't get as far inside me as he'd like to. Believe me, he was quite far inside me. Each time he hit bottom, I felt a shock of pain in my gut. Jayson was nailing my ass. I put my legs around his waist to slow his assault. This move succeeded in lessening the depth of his strokes and also calming his rampaging. I pulled his torso down onto mine. His slower stokes into me allowed us watch each others' facial expressions. That's when he began making love to me. His face seemed to soften, especially his eyes. Each time he drew his cock back, I felt the loss of him, but then as he slid himself back into me, I felt as though he were giving himself to me.
Its strange what different emotions are conjured when you're on the receiving end of a good fuck. When I'm on top or doing the fucking, I feel power, I feel need, I feel lust. But on the bottom is very different thing, I feel lust first and the desire to accommodate the cock inside me, to make the other guy feel as good as possible. That's what gets me off, knowing that this guy is getting off by being inside me.
I could hear Dave and Rich moaning at my side, but that was of no consequence to me. I was where I wanted to be, with Jayson deep inside me. By now my cock sticking straight up. Jayson leaned back and began pulling and stroking it. He was taking his time caressing and playing with the sensitive area just under the head as he continued to slide his own cock in and out of my ass.
Apparently, Rich and Dave had finished before us, because Dave came nuzzling his head between us and sucked my cock into his throat, while Rich kissed and licked my nipples and I could feel hands pulling and stroking my balls.
Tiny explosions seemed to be going off inside my head as my propelled itself toward orgasm. When I came, I felt like the I was falling. The feel of Jayson inside me, the hands and mouths pulling at me, I lost control. There was no way to stop the first jolt that rocked my body as I felt my jism shoot out of me and into Dave's hot throat. My entire body seized as if by electric shock. I felt my asshole clench tight around Jayson's rod and I remember that I was holding onto Jayson's hand, squeezing it, in fact.
"Jayson!!!" I yelled as I felt his cock spasming in my ever tightening hole.
I grabbed and pulled and twisted as the sensations overtook me. Jayson was again jamming himself into me, I could feel it when he peeked and wanted nothing more than to have him bucking and slamming into me. I could feel every vein and ripple on his cock as my asshole squeezed and released him without my consent. I think I blacked out for a minute or two.
When I regained my senses, Jayson was indeed holding my hand. Dave and Rich were still there, but Jayson's head was on my chest and he was breathing deeply, his cock still buried deep inside me.
"We're gonna take off now." Rich said getting up from the bed. "Unless, you want us to stay?"
"No, we need to get back." Dave said, with my jism still sliding down his chin.
"Sure, that's cool guys. It was very nice to meet you." I said as I disengaged myself from Jayson, who seemed a bit out of it, understandably so.
I have no idea what sexual experiences Jayson has been through. If I had to guess, his fiancé was his first real fuck and then the guys at his frat, who were probably only jerk off / suck buddies. I was sure he hadn't done anything like this before. Jayson became a man today and so did I in a lot of respects.
I walked Dave and Rich to the door.
By the time I got back, Jayson was all curled up in a fetal position and snoring. I just stood by window looking out over the waves as the sun rose over the horizon.
I was falling in love with this kid and the thought crossed my mind that this can't be good for either of us. I crawled up beside him and wondered why I'd let this "young" man into my life.
What the hell was I doing here, on spring break? I'm not in college anymore. Those days are far behind me. Besides, this guy is getting married when he finishes college.
What the hell was I thinking? In cold light of day, this certainly didn't seem like a good idea. Just as I was thinking that thought, Jayson turned over and cuddled up next to me and wrapped his arms around me, like I was a big teddy bear. It made me weep.
Jayson and I spent the next few days, just hanging out, trying to avoid the MTV camera crews. Apparently, he'd told his girlfriend some lie about where he'd be for a few weeks. I didn't ask any questions. I assumed that if he wanted to tell me about it, he would do it in
his own good time.
We walked and talked and partied and jet-skied, whatever he wanted. It was a really good time.
We didn't spend every waking moment together though. Sometime he went off on his own as did I. During our trip, Jayson spent a night out of the room, but I didn't ask any questions about it. After all, we were supposed to be just buddies. I was just glad he was having a good time.
Yeah, Right!
The truth is, secretly, I was in pain, worrying about him and not wanting him to be unfaithful to me. What a joke! If he's unfaithful to his fiancé, what makes me think he should be faithful to me? Especially since I hadn't made it crystal clear to him how I felt about us.
I had no real intention for pressing the issue. I just wanted him for as long as I could have him. He is a kid after all and I remember hat when I was even younger than him, I was put into his exact position by an older guy, who was only a few years older than me in reality, but it was pretty much the same scenario.
The morning after his night out, I went to the hotel gym to work off a little frustration and some hostility.
When I got back to the room he was sleeping and the phone was flashing that there was a message. Oddly enough, the message was from him. It said something about being back soon, blah, blah, blah.
I showered, changed and went down to the pool bar. I was a little pissed, so I just sat at the bar drinking.
I sat there thinking about all the reasons that I should be mad at him, then countering those thoughts with the obvious reality that we weren't a couple. Just friends. I kept reminding myself that he was just a boy and asking myself what would I have done at his age, given the same circumstances.
Sure, it had happened to me, but by his age I was in the Marine Corps and by then all I was thinking about was being the best Marine that I could be. Of course he had different issues to contend with.
Its strange, I didn't care if he'd been out partying and/or sleeping with any of the bevy of young beautiful women here, I just wanted to know that he hadn't been with any of the guys. There were some fantastic look guys here. Everything from big muscle stud to hot young little freshmen.
I sat at the bar for quite a while. A few groups of guys came along and offered me shots and wanted me to join in on their fun. I just smiled and declined.
The bartender obviously noticed my mood and said, "Buck up little camper, things can only get better!"
I laughed uproariously at his statement. He looked really hot.
We did a shot together and then another.
I must have sat there talking to the bartender for hours. We really connected and had a good time just shoot the breeze. His smile was killer, not to mention his body in a tight t-shirt and surfing shorts. His polite and refined manners were beyond reproach for such a young man. Well, he looked young anyway. I didn't know exactly how old he was, but from our conversation, I would have to guess that he was about twenty-five or so. He'd been places and seen things. I'd almost totally forgotten my troubles, when Jayson showed up.
"I've been looking everywhere for you! Where have you been?" Jayson asked.
"Well, obviously not everywhere! Otherwise you would have found me. I've been right here with...?" as I looked at the bartender, I couldn't remember his name.
"Bill. Can I get you a drink?" Bill said to Jayson.
"No, thanks." Jayson replied.
Bill was a real stud, he just winked at me and went on to help other customers, I guess.
It was only four o'clock and I was terribly buzzed. Jayson pulled up a seat next to me. The funny thing is, I felt no acrimony towards him. Just sympathy for him, that I'd played a major role in his cheating on his fiancé and the sad feeling that I'd somehow corrupted a decent young man.
"I need to talk to you." Were his first words.
This can't be good news, I thought. He looked so serious.
"Let's take a walk, okay?" He asked me.
"Sure." I said. "Catch you later Bill." I said as he winked at me and said goodbye.
We walked along the beach, close to the water's edge. I had a such an overwhelming feeling of impending doom.
"I talked to Lisa last night for a couple of hours." Jayson said.
I was silent. Just waiting for the other shoe to drop. I could see where this was going by the tone in his voice.
"She wanted to know what was going on and why I hadn't called her for so long." Jayson told me.
He stopped me and turned to look at me.
"I told her all about you and where I've been for the last week." He said.
I couldn't imagine how he'd characterize me to his fiancé. Had I come off as a dirty old man? Was I some sort of pervert who'd lured her boyfriend off on a secret trip to make him do all sorts of things that she couldn't imagine? I felt so low. I was quite nervous and felt my head sweating. My eyes searched his face, begging the question that I couldn't speak out loud, "what the hell did you tell her about me for?"
"I didn't go into specifics about us, if that's what you're worried about." He told me as if he were reading my mind.
"The gist of the conversation was that I wasn't sure that I wanted to get married." He finally told me.
"What did she say to that?" I asked cautiously.
"We talked for a long time and finally I told her..." He paused for a long time.
"I love you Craig and I want to be with you!" He said with tears welling up in his eyes.
I was stunned, I had no words to express my confusion. I just stood staring at him as the tears rolled down his face. I couldn't understand. You see, I was all ready for a whole different thing to happen, but he'd thrown me a curve ball.
I put my arm around him and said, "Hey, let's go back to the room and talk about this."
Back in the room, we sat on the balcony, looking out over the ocean and cracked open a couple of beers. We sat there in silence for a while.
"Let me just say that I love you too. More than you can possibly imagine. I was never supposed to say these things to you, but since you felt the need to unburden your soul to me, I think you should know that my feelings are far more than mutual." I said to him without taking my eyes off the horizon.
"I hope you didn't tell her what you told me earlier." I said.
"I didn't tell her exactly who, but I did tell her that I'd met someone who I was in love with." He said.
"Well, don't you think that she'll be able to put two and two together?" I said.
"I don't know. She wants to talk about it when I get back." He said.
"Well, how do you feel about it right now?" I asked.
"I don't know. I'm a little torn." He said, turning his chair toward me and looking at me pleadingly.
I looked at him and said, "I can see that. Do you want to hear what I think?"
"Sure." He said.
I had brought him to this uncertain place in his emotional psyche and I didn't like that. I had to take him back to a safer, more secure place, even if it meant that I couldn't have him.
"I think you should go back to her. Tell her it was all a mistake. I mean, you've got this final year of college left and you don't need anymore pressure to distract you." I told him.
"That's just it, I feel the academic pressure on top of knowing that she wants to be married. That's not what I want now. I mean I love her and all that, but when I look at you and all the stuff you've done and places you've been. I just want to get a little further along in my life before I settle down with a wife and kids." He said. "I think I'm in love with you and I don't want to be without you!"
I felt like crying. I'd led this beautiful young lad astray. Sure, I've had a lot of fun in my life, traveling and living life to the fullest, well within my means of course. But I was lonely. Maybe that's why I'd reach out to him. But I couldn't say that to him.
"Listen man, I can't pretend that my life has been all that, but I have had some fun. I've got to tell you that you're a great looking, smart young man and you will go far, I hope. But my life is just that! It's my life! And maybe it wouldn't suit you. I'm just saying that maybe that you shouldn't just blow off Lisa because you think the grass is greener on this side." I told him.
"I've thought about that. I sat on the beach all night last night thinking about all of this after I talked to Lisa. And no, your life isn't what I see for myself. But since meeting you, I also know that I don't want to be married this soon in life. Maybe someday, but not now." He said.
This guy is a lot more in tune with himself than I'd ever imagined. How arrogant I was to think that he couldn't figure things out for himself.
"What are you going to do then?" I asked.
"I don't know yet, but I'd like us to be friends for a long time." He said.
We both stared off into the horizon in silence.
"I'd like that too." I finally said.
That night we made love like demons. For the first time it seemed that we were on an even playing field. I no longer saw him as a kid. He was a grown man in my eyes. The best part of it was that now I knew he loved me and I surely loved him.
We spent the remaining days and nights just having fun and great sex with each other.
On the trip back home I extended an offer to Jayson to move in with me after graduation. He said he'd think about it.