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Instantly the sexual energy of the room evaporated. Eric gave a grunt of surprise and leaped off the bed, like he had been lying on a bed of coals. I heard Kevin give a gulp of concern, I'm sure wondering what Ben would do or say.
"Fuck," Eric muttered. "Fucking A." He paced up and down the room and then started rummaging through his clothes and hastily got dressed.
Tim still lay on top of me. We had both looked towards Ben while he stood there. Ben was the younger of the two Utah boys. He was 16, his brother Jimmy was a year older. I always want to call the older brother Jerry -- but their parents weren't that cruel :) --
As soon as he walked out and closed the door, we looked back at each other. I wondered how Tim would react. I think i had a look of fear on my face, cause Tim started to smile and then frowned.
"You ok?" he asked.
I'm sure it was the nerves of the whole situation, but I just laughed at his serious face. "Yeah -- I'm good." To prove it, I leaned up and gave him a quick kiss. "Now get off me, so we can get ready."
I looked over at Eric and he was shooting me a dirty look for some reason. He was fully dressed and walked out of the room. Kevin was half dressed and had a despondent look on his face as he watched Eric leave.
Tim had gotten up and was putting on some underwear -- boxer briefs, in case you're interested in knowing. He looked over at his brother with a look of concern, "What's up with Eric?" he asked.
Kevin just shook his head, declining to respond, threw on his shirt and headed out the door.
Tim and I continued to get dressed at a more leisurely pace. I wasn't sure what Ben would say or do, but I really didn't care. And Tim didn't seem to care either. As I was about to grab a shirt, Tim tossed me one of his. "Wear mine," he said. He threw me the shirt he had worn yesterday. As I pulled it over my head, I was inundated with his scent. I was wearing just his shirt and underwear. He stopped me as I grabbed my pants and looked me up and down. "Umm, I like you like that. He cupped my groin and felt me start to expand again."
"I'm sure you do -- but we best be going."
"Yeah -- OK."
I would have given Tim one of my shirts, but I don't think they would have fit. He was a size (and maybe a little more) larger than me, especially in the shoulders. We kissed again and then headed out of the room and up the steps.
As soon as we entered the stairwell, sunlight blinded us. One problem with sleeping in the basement was there was no way of telling what time of day it was. We had slept all night and forgot to turn on the alarm. No wonder Ben had come down to check on us.
The scene at the table was a little surreal. Everyone was sitting and eating as if everything was normal. Ben was next to his brother, Eric's folks were next to Tim's folks. After coming out of the the sexual frenzy of the past evening and morning, I felt as if everyone should be yelling at us, but all that was said was from Eric's mom, "Sleep well?"
"Yeah, I must have been tired, we crashed around 10 o'clock," I replied, grabbing a box of cereal and a bowl.
Ben looked up towards his mom and asked, "Can I hang out with Tim and Mat today?"
I should probably describe Ben. He was shorter than me, about 5' 8", I guess. Dark eyes and dark brown hair that came down halfway to his shoulders. Ben was a little husky, not fat, but not like athletic slim either. He could have passed for a defenseman, but appeared a little too soft.
His mom looked over at us, with a look that somehow seemed to combine a feeling of hesitation and pleading. it was like she wanted us to take him, but also wasn't quite sure if it was a good idea.
At that point, I no longer feared that Ben would rat us out. And I didn't think he was planning on holding anything over us. I think he just wanted to be a part of us guys. I had some fear that he wanted to evangelize us during the day. But, knowing what it what it was like to be excluded, chimed in immediately, "Sure, no, problem."
I looked over at Tim, he gave a small smile, letting me know he was fine with it as well.
Eric, on the other hand...
Eric grimaced, but didn't say anything. I had no idea what his problem was. He stuffed the rest of the pastry roll he had been eating into his mouth and walked out of the kitchen without saying a word. I looked over at Kevin with a questioning look, and he simply shrugged indicating he had no idea what the problem was either.
Everyone else finished off the pastry rolls and orange juice. We finally followed Eric's path and found him in the entryway getting into his snow pants. We all did the same.
We decided to try one of the other resorts and headed over to Breckenridge. Eric sat in the front seat and remained quietly brooding the entire way over. Ben sat in back with Tim and I and started talking about Harry Potter. He asked us if we'd seen the latest movie, which of course we had. We started talking about what might happen in the next book.
And then we were at Breckenridge. We got out and headed to the lift. The lift could hold three, so Ben jumped on with Tim and me; I was in the center, Tim on my left. (This means Ben was on my right, for those of you who are a little slow :) ).
I asked the others if they had heard of The Wheel of TIme. I was overjoyed to find out that both of them had also devoured the series. We changed over to talking about how we all found the interaction of the women very annoying.
But then suddenly Ben changed topics: "So are you two boyfriend and boyfriend?"
Have you ever been punched in the stomach by a friend? Pain and nausea come out of nowhere and you feel dazed. That's how I felt when Ben asked the question. I realized I hadn't really thought about what Tim and I had -- so far as a relationship goes. I mean I had just come to the realization last night that I was very attracted to guys and their equipment between their legs.
I had even come to realize that Tim was someone special to me.
But to call him my boyfriend? That seemed to cross some line in the sand. If I acknowledged publicly -- well here in the open on this chairlift at least -- I was really acknowledging that I was ...
you know ...
GAY.
All this passed through my mind as Ben's question caused me to look over and stare at Tim, while he turned his face to stare at me.
At first we both had slight grimace on our faces. His crystal blue eyes were scrunched a bit. His face -- his cute, strong, chiseled face -- seemed to be scrunched up with a tinge of worry. His lips were parted as if he was about a say something.
And all I could think about was this morning...
Waking up next to him ... The warmth of his body radiating into mine, my bone nestled into his crack, the murmuring of pleasure rumbling in his chest as he woke up realizing I was snuggled against him.
I thought of the night before....
Exploring his face and body, kissing him down his chest....
Tasting him and pleasuring him....
And I knew what the answer to the question was...
Whenever I think back to that moment -- Tim and I gazing into each other's eyes -- riding up the chairlift with Ben to my back -- I can remember pretty much everything...
The sun was stark in a crystal blue background .... A falcon screeched overhead at just that exact moment ... I saw several pine trees swaying slightly to the morning breeze... I recall the smell of pine burning from the lodge below ... It was, as my mom liked to say, a kodak moment and I took a picture with my mind.
But for the life of me, I cannot remember who smiled first...
But suddenly we were both smiling at each other ... And I mean a big .. open ... teeth showing ... mouths gaping .... smile. My voice even had a small laugh to it as I said, "Yeah ... I guess we are."
"Yeah... I guess we are," Tim repeated, returning the smile wholeheartedly.
"Then go ahead and kiss," Ben replied with a little fake exasperation. "You know you want to."
Tim and I had apparently been moving closer and closer and at Ben's suggestion, it was like our lips were magnets and we were instantly pulled together. Sitting there in the open, hanging 100 some feet above the ground, and kissing another guy -- no, make that kissing Tim was the most amazing thing I've ever done. It was like stepping out on the air at the edge of a cliff and not falling.
The kiss was fairly chaste, not european in the least, but it was so sensual. After about a minute we broke away.
"Nice," Ben critiqued as we pulled apart. "You two look really cute together. But I got another question, `Who wears the pants and who wears the panties?'"
I whipped my head back to look at Ben, "What?!" I spat out. Even as I asked the question, I knew what Ben was asking. He had this knowing little smile on his face. I turned my head back to Tim, and he seemed to as well.
I'm not sure if Tim did this intentionally, but right at that moment, he moved his arm, which had been draped over the back of the lift chair, up and started caressing the back of my neck. I couldn't help but think how it was exactly as a guy might do with a GIRLfriend.
I think I wanted to deny the true answer, but at that moment, I suddenly started thinking about this morning -- when Tim had been ... well ... humping me.
I knew what he wanted ... I could see it in his eyes ....
I could feel it in his rhythm .... How he had kept bumping me ... bumping me there....
I could still feel his cock head push at my hole ... wanting in .... yet .... because I had asked .... not pushing over the threshold.
But .... at the same time ... I also remember thinking .... how I wanted him to disregard my request and take me.
Right then my ass began to tingle .. feeling like I was empty and I knew what I wanted to fill me.
I gazed into Tim's eyes ... and my lips quirked slightly. I couldn't say it aloud, but yeah -- I knew who wore the pants and into whose panties he wanted to get.
Yet Tim also, I think, understood something else ... that our budding relationship wasn't as clear cut as all that.
All this might have seemed to take a while to transpire, but in reality it was only a second or two after Ben asked the question when Tim replied simply, "It's not like that, Benny, we just like to hang out and make each other happy." His smile sent chills down my spine. I am so his babe, I thought.
I don't think Tim's words dissuaded Ben from the reality. But hey, I was fine with that.
"You two are so sweet together, I can only hope to find a girl who makes me so happy." Ben's laugh was infectious and soon all three of us were laughing.
"So you DO like girls, huh?" I asked, "Thought maybe you wanted in on some the action."
"Haha, no, seriously. Cock doesn't turn me, I don't even pump mine unless I'm truly desperate. I got a girl who likes to mess around with a boy's equipment, and I am more than happy to let her explore mine."
"Really? I thought you Utah boys were really straight laced and up tight," I inquired.
"Ha. No, you got me confused with my brother. He truly is uptight. He's getting ready to go on his mission next year when he graduates. Me, I'm planning on ditching the mission, if I can. At the very least, I'm postponing for a while. Hopefully I'll be going to a military academy. If I do that, I don't have to go on my mission right away."
"Really? Which one?"
We talked the rest of the way up about the various military academies. Tim asked a lot of questions. He had never considered them before, but by the end of the day, Tim would decide to pursue an academy as well.
We got to the top and hopped off the lift. Eric and Kevin came up behind us. Eric gave one look our way and said, "I think I'm going to go it my own today." Before any of us could reply, he gave a little turn hop and pushed off down one of the runs.
"What the fuck?" Tim inquired.
"He just needs a little space," Kevin replied. Kevin's expression was unreadable. I know I would have been hurt (hell I was a little hurt) if Eric had acted like that towards me, but Kevin seemed to be taking it in stride.
Ben pushed over to Kevin. "Hey, Tim mentioned you worked out a great theory about who Mazrim Taim is." I watched as Ben started up a conversation with Tim, helping him get his mind off of whatever Eric's issue was. Kevin perked up some at that.
We spent the next four hours skiing and enjoying the day. We didn't see Eric at all. About 1pm, we stopped at the lodge for lunch. Ben was a hoot. He was like the consummate fun guy host. By the time we stopped for lunch, we were all in a great mood, even Kevin.
We got our food and found a table to sit at. As we were eating, Ben looked over at Tim and I. "Well, you kissed in the open on the chairlift, how `bout another here in the lunchroom?"
We looked at each other, and with a shrug that said "what the fuck" leaned in and kissed. Truthfully, this kiss had no passion -- but I loved the feeling of freedom to do this.
We went back to eating and were almost done, when a couple of guys about our age or maybe a year older stopped by our table.
"Hey guys, we're hosting a new years eve party tonight - thought you might be interested in attending. Here's flyer. Hope to see you there."
We looked over the flyer which read:
Ring in `05 with the Party of 5
The 5 Rules:
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Arrive at 5:55
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Arrive in a party of 5
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Where only 5 pieces of clothing -- shoes don't count -- but socks do
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Bring 5 drinks -- No Alcohol -- this is an underage gathering
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Bring $5 cover charge
Did I mention that it was New Years Eve? We hadn't thought of what to do, most of the parties we had heard about were 21 and over, or at least 18 and over. We discussed it amongst ourselves and decided we needed to convince Eric to join us, bringing our numbers to 5. Ben said he was pretty sure his parents would be OK -- especially since there was no alcohol.
Just as we were getting up to leave, Eric walked in. He was joined by a blonde girl. When he saw us, he steered the girl in a different direction and ignored us completely. Ben suggested we forget about Eric. He got up and walked over to the guy who had handed us the flyer. He spoke quietly to the guy and walked back.
"No worries," Ben stated, "he told me there would be guys waiting outside the party waiting to fill out groups. We can just snag one of them. He said we need five for some of the activities for the night."
It was already after 2pm at this point, so we decided to make one more run and then we headed back to the house to get ready for the party.
More to come .....
I know this was a little shorter chapter, but this is definitely a good place to stop! HaHa!
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