Ring in Mine
Kim Terry
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Ring in Mine: Chapter 31
I wasn't surprised when I felt a warm body cuddled up behind me. I didn't even wake up completely. I just snuggled backward.
I woke early in the morning. I guess our workout schedule was now hardwired into me. Brett was usually gone in the morning. I still had a warm body snuggled up behind me. I looked down at the arm wrapped across my chest and it wasn't Brett's dark furry arm. This arm was much more slender and dusted with light hairs. I followed up the arm until I reached the bicep and there was the forever brothers tattoo. What was Jerry doing in my bed? I tried to get away but the arm held me tighter.
"I am not letting you out of this bed until I explain some things." I decided I could listen to him before I punched his lights out.
"Dad called me at my apartment and told me you might be in danger. It was important that we find you and get you home where he could protect you. I didn't know that it was him you needed protecting from. I thought I was helping you when I told dad where you were." I could feel Jerry sobbing as well as hearing the quiver in his voice.
"You didn't turn me gay. I was gay in high school. I heard that Foster was bragging about beating you up. You just went to the wrong member of the swim team. There are three swimmers I have been very close to." Jerry release his hold a little. When I didn't pull away he relaxed.
"I told uncle Brent which of my friends Foster had talked to. They are willing to testify. Brent included me in the restraining order against our parents. He is afraid they are going to try and get us rehabilitated." Jerry shuddered again.
"You drove up all on your own?" I asked.
"Papa and Leroy are in the guest room. They heard Dad and your mom talking about the Buick. I drove it here and I will ride back with them. It's your car. You should have it." Jerry voice became very quiet. "Are we still brothers forever?"
"Did you say brothers or lovers?" I asked as I carefully rolled over and kissed my best friend. He kissed back.
We joined Brett in the workout room.
"I'm glad you are back together. Bobby has been calling out your name all week in his sleep." Brett announced as he removed his shirt. Jerry and I followed suit.
Brett and Jerry were working on heavy weights. I was using light weights building my left arm up carefully. Both Brett and Jerry were going commando under their shorts. I caught them often checking out the growing bulges in their workout partner. Everyone was tired after an hour.
Jerry lifted up his arm and sniffed. "I need a shower."
"Jerry, we shower down here." I said pointing to the open shower area. He dropped his shorts and began adjusting the water. Brett caught sight of the steel balls on either side of his dick head.
"Brett can you help me out of my shorts." I was still being careful of my balls. The swelling had gone down but they were still tender. Brett turned to head up the stairs. I hooked my right index finger in the waistband of his shorts.
"Where do you think you're going?" I asked.
"I thought..."
I interrupted him and told him to get in the shower. He had wanted to know about male sex, showering with two young guys might just answer his questions. As he stepped out of his shorts he seemed reluctant but his dick said otherwise.
Jerry called out, "Rock Paper Scissors" Brett lost.
"Bobby says you have lots of questions about gay guys."
Jerry scrubbed Brett's hairy chest while I soaped up his back. Brett rinsed and turned his back to the shower head and we each started with a foot and washed upwards. I had never seen Brett drooling precum before. Jerry reached out with his tongue and caught the ribbon hanging from Brett's dick head.
"Bobby you've got to taste this. He's delicious." Brett seemed alright with it but there wasn't any hanging down so I swiped my tongue across the head of Brett's dick gathering the pool sitting there. My mentor shuddered. I was expecting him to turn and run screaming from the shower, but he didn't.
"It does taste pretty good." I noted giving Brett a thumbs up.
Jerry took his soapy hand and washed Brett's dick, balls and that sensitive area just behind the balls while I washed his ass paying special attention to his hole.
After another round of Rock Paper Scissors, I was next. Jerry chose to wash my back leaving my front for Brett. I looked squarely into his eyes as he ran his hands over my smooth chest. Having two guys paying close attention to my body was feeling really good and little Bobby was showing his appreciation. As the water ran down my back they each took a leg. I'm not usually a drooler but today was an exception. Jerry caught the ribbon on his tongue and offered the rest to Brett. He was hesitant but as a new ribbon formed he caught it without having to lick my dick.
"It has an interesting flavor. I'm not sure if I like it or not." Brett offered.
"Look up at Bobby." I had my eyes closed and my head leaning back in pleasure. "Can you see how good we are making him feel?" Brett nodded.
"I bet it's the same with you and Doc. You enjoy it, but she is enjoying it just as much if not more. That's what makes it special. If all you are doing is getting yourself off, you're missing the best parts."
Jerry then got a close up look and my mangled genitals. They had stitched the head back together and repaired the piercing hole. It didn't look bad, but it just didn't look right.
"Poor little Bobby." Jerry kissed the end of my dick and then pulled the head into his mouth. He pulled off when I cringed.
"Sorry, it's sort of sore still." I apologized. I felt like a freak. What was he going to say when he found out I was a one ball wonder. Maybe he wouldn't notice.
Jerry reached out to wash my balls. I tried not to flinch. He weighed first one and then the other. There was a puzzled look in his eyes.
"Jerry, they had to remove part of the right one and they took all of the left one." Jerry gave the left one a squeeze. It didn't feel quite the same. Jerry got Brett to feel the difference between the two. It wasn't hurting as bad as I thought it was going to.
Then it was Jerry's turn. Jerry faced Brett as we started sudsing Jerry's body. As Brett neared Jerry's equipment Brett seemed to change his mind and pulled back. Jerry took Brett's hands in his and placed them on his package. He was mesmerized by how Jerry's ball sack felt in his hands. He ran them up and down Jerry's shaft.
As we started with the feet, Brett seemed to have eyes only for Jerry's dick . Jerry was also dripping. Brett reached out with his tongue and swiped it across Jerry's dick. Then it was my turn. Brett asked what it was like when guys sucked each other. I pulled Jerry's dick all the way into my mouth. It took a couple of tries but I soon had my nose buried the the trimmed hairs above his dick. Brett was still on his knees watching every stroke. He gasped when I pulled both of Jerry's balls into my mouth. "Soap up your finger and put it in his ass. Feel for a little lump and rub it." I instructed. Brett took a moment to process and followed instructions. I had Jerry's dick buried down my throat before he found Jerry's prostate. Jerry's response was electric.
"Fuck! You...found it." Jerry stuttered.
I wanted Brett to see Jerry cum, so as I felt his balls pull up I switched to beating him off. Brett's eyes never veered until he followed the first blast of cum to my face. After three good shots I sucked the rest onto my tongue. When Jerry finally reached the point of over sensitivity he pulled his now soft dick out of my mouth. He pulled me onto my feet. I showed Brett the pool of cum on my tongue which I then shared with my brother in a passionate kiss. Brett scooped some of the cum off my face and stuck the finger in his mouth.
"How does it taste?" Jerry asked. Brett just nodded his head. With towels wrapped around our waists we headed up stairs.
Dressed and fed, Papa and Leroy joined us when we met with Brent and his partner Frank. They owned their practice and shared more than the house. This was why Brent rarely attended family events. Brent handed us copies of the separate restraining orders.
"Bruce claims he didn't mean what he said in the park. Until Bruce settles down I don't want him or Jan near either of you. I don't want either of you to go anywhere alone. I haven't heard anything from Bruce but Jan has found a place in Idaho that says they can reprogram homosexuals. Most people in the program aren't there by choice. Be sure the people around know to call the police if anything happens and mention the restraining order." Brent explained.
Doc had rounds in the afternoon. Bruce took Papa and Leroy around the campus. Brent, Frank, Jerry and I went to visit Brad and Sue. I knew Brad knew about Brent and his partner. I wonder if Brent knew of Brad's versatility. What Brent did know about was Brad's sterility. Sue announced her pregnancy.
"Little brother did you check out the donor for health concerns and have covered yourself legally?" Brent asked.
"The donor is very healthy and comes from a good genetic background. He looks almost like Brad's little brother. We have an understanding." Brad explained.
Frank noticed Sue's sideward glances my direction. I was sitting near Brad. I could feel his eyes making comparisons. I think he had figured it out. I nodded my head and he understood. None of this silent conversation was missed by Jerry. Jerry has often let his mouth work faster than his brain.
"I bet the baby looks just like family. Don't you think so Bobby. I bet the donor would be willing to baby sit. Right Bobby." Jerry taunted.
"What are you inferring Jerry?" I asked.
"Aren't you afraid it will be born with three arms?"
"Cut it out Jerry. Sue and I aren't blood related." Then I realized what I had just admitted.
"We didn't know Bobby was my nephew when we asked him. He just looked so much like me that we were sure the baby would look like family." Brad announced.
"Bobby what's it like being an expectant father?" Jerry asked. He wasn't going to let this go.
"Brad is an expectant father. I am just an excited cousin and that's the way it is going to be. I did this for a friend with no personal expectations. If they asked me again I would offer the sperm from my one possibly working ball again." Sue looked really concerned.
"I asked the wrong friend if I could crash on his floor. One ball was damaged the other was unsaveable. We won't know for a while about my sperm count." I managed that without falling apart. "I think I miss the ring that got ripped out more than my testicle." Brad's face paled as his hand moved to his stuff.
"Has Bobby pierced everyone but me?" Jerry taunted.
"You had a stranger put a needle all the way through your dick head." I answered back. Now it was Frank that looked a little pale.
"Who's up for a little show and tell?" Sue asked laughing. The Jerry stood up and started lowering his zipper. Everyone was watching not sure of what to say.
"Jerry sit down." Brent was not amused.
Jerry wanted to see some of the campus. Brent wanted to talk with Brad and Sue about the baby. Frank offered to act as chaperone and body guard.
Our first stop was the bookstore. I offered to buy Jerry a USU t shirt. He said he already had enough rags to wash his car with. I justifiably punched him in the shoulder. He looked at my arm back in its air cast and sling and took pity on me and didn't return the punch. It was a short walk from the student union and the dairy science building. No visit to campus was complete without an ice cream cone from the dairy. Even though there was snow on the ground we were not the only fools to be eating ice cream walking across the quad.
"Maybe Brent has gotten me a little paranoid, but I think those two guys are following us." I turned around but there was no one there. Jerry had seen two guys get out of their car not long after we did. They had entered the student union and stopped at the snack shop. He next saw them as we entered the dairy building. They were there when we came out.
We waited just out of sight inside the library. The two guys didn't make an appearance. We stopped at the front desk. Gary, one of the guys in the media class I was TA for was working.
"Hi Bobby. I read about your latest escapade in the student paper. Is it true you only have one ball?"
I didn't want to believe the had stooped so low as to tell the world about my missing ball.
"I'd be jumping at shadows if I were you." Gary pointed at a guy at the card catalog. "What about that guy. He came in just a moment ago and looked our direction."
Jerry looked at the guy carefully. He was writing in a note pad as he looked at cards. "He's not one of them."
"Gary, may I borrow the key to the fourth floor conference room?" I asked.
"That will be ten dollars a night and you have to change your own linen." Gary chuckled.
"Very funny. Is there a weekly discount?" I think I needed to read this article in the student news.
There was no sign of my living in the conference room. Jerry crawled under the table.
"It's not so bad under here." Jerry quipped.
We locked the room behind us. Back on the main floor we turned the key in and switched to the classroom annex. Jerry pointed out the guy from the card catalogue sitting in a comfortable chair reading just inside the library complex.
"See he didn't follow us around." Frank noted.
"He wouldn't have to. This is the only way in or out of the library without setting off an alarm." I explained.
Upstairs I showed them where I used to work and the media lab I spent a lot of time working with students now. It was getting late and everyone but me was on a schedule. Jerry needed to ride home with Brent and Frank. Papa and Leroy had left earlier in the day after Brent offered to drive Jerry home.
As we were about three steps from the bottom the guy from the card catalogue came barreling down the stairs behind us. In passing he knocked Jerry down. The guy went straight out of the building without stopping to check on Jerry. Jerry seemed to alright but he had turned his ankle. It was painful to walk on.
"You two stay here inside and I will go get the car." Frank offered. There was a drop off lane not far from the library entrance. It would be easier on Jerry than trying to walk across half of the campus.
Frank had been gone about five minutes when a very pretty girl tripped on the library steps and dropped all of her stuff. Jerry hobbled out of the building to help and I followed. I heard someone behind us. There was the guy from the library with two others. They grabbed us from behind and held cloths over our mouths. Then everything went black. My last thought was I'm going to wake up in the hospital again.
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