Searching for a Boy Friend - Part three
I hadn't even looked at my jeans when I dressed this morning. I must have picked up the wrong ones when I had to leave Jeremy's in a hurry the night before. I said nothing, but my face turning the colour of beetroot said it all. Mikey and Josh started fooling around, pretending to kiss and grab each other and squealing: " Oh Jeremy! You are gorgeous, Jeremy! Fuck me, Jeremy!" I couldn't say anything, cos it was true. At least it gave me a chance to see him again. They left the room nearly pissing themselves laughing, as Mum came into the kitchen. I glared after them as my phone rang. It was Jeremy. I had forgotten I had given him my number. He said he had something of mine and perhaps we needed to meet up and exchange items. I skipped out into the back garden so we could talk. He then continued and said he hoped I had no regrets about what happened last night. I told him I regretted nothing and looked forward to seeing him again. I had to go to work, so we agreed to meet for lunch in Pinjarra, a small town halfway between my place and Jeremy's. As I closed my phone I realised I was breathing quite heavily.
I headed off to work still wearing Jeremy's jeans. I changed into my speedo and shorts and then opened the doors to the lines of mothers and babies. The morning session at the pool went very slowly. My boss liked me to wear just my speedo for the learn to swim group. He reckoned that the mothers liked to ogle my bulge and never missed a session. Apparently takings for the learn to swim had doubled since I took over. I had two groups of learn to swim, babies and toddlers. For the baby session, everyone has to get into the water, including me and the mothers. Usually I flirt like buggery with the mothers, if it helps with fees and pays my wages. The mothers love it and think I am wonderful with the kids. I often get groped as they move around me with their offspring. Today my heart wasn't in it and I longed for the sessions to finish. The learn to swim groups were followed by a life guard session, supervising the free swim for the general public. There were some cute guys in the pool, but I didn't seem interested. Normally I wear baggy shorts over my speedo to hide any chubbing up that may occur. Today I needn't have bothered, Jeremy was my main focus. He had been drinking the night before, so I wondered if a sober Jeremy would still like me. I must have checked my watch every ten minutes, waiting for the end of my shift. At last I was able to change out of my shorts and speedo and put on a fresh shirt and Jeremy's jeans. I had told him 1pm, so I had plenty of time to get there.
I could see Jeremy sitting in the outdoor area of the Dome in Pinjarra as I drove passed to find a parking space. I nervously entered the area and was quickly reassured by a brilliant smile from my lunch date. He stood as I approached and holding my shoulders gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Not being used to that sort of greeting I felt my face flush and nervously looked around. I relaxed as I realized I knew no one there and returned the peck. Holding me at arms length he told me I looked better in daylight then the night before and also his jeans looked better on me than him. As we both sat, Jeremy said he hoped that a burger and chips was okay, since he had already ordered for us both. He also told me to call him Jezza, as most of his friends did. Two cokes were then brought to the table and as we both sipped away I found myself staring into his amazing blue eyes. I was still quite nervous, but soon after, the food arrived and I was able to hide my nervousness by eating. I was a little taken aback when Jezza told me I had a bigger one than him, until he pointed to my plate and I noticed a chip that was at least 18cm long. We both laughed and as we continued to eat the conversation started to flow. Amazingly we shared a lot of interests, particularly in the sports area. As the conversation flowed Jezza slowly moved his hands and started playing with my fingers on the table. This got me a bit nervous and I glanced around the area, but still no familiar faces.
After our second cup of coffee Jezza reached around to his back pack and took out a Woolies bag and gave it to me. I wondered what it was, then remembered the reason for our meeting. Still wearing his jeans I stood and said I had better change and headed to the toilet. I had just closed the cubicle door and was starting to remove the jeans, when Jezza tapped on it. I flicked the latch and continued unbuttoning the jeans. With them firmly around my ankles I felt very vulnerable. Jezza took advantage and leaned in and kissed me. I responded and kissed him back, but when his hand squeezed my junk I pushed him back a bit and told him I was sorry, but I didn't do toilet sex. He looked a bit miffed and scowled at me, but when I suggested we get together that night he quickly changed his expression. I then replaced his jeans with my own and we exited the cubicle.
I sat briefly in his car as we arranged to go to the movies in Mandurah. I told him it was my shout, since he had bought lunch. I explained to him my home situation and since his parents were still away he was happy for me to stay over at his place. We briefly kissed goodbye and I headed to my own ute and home. I think I smiled the whole way home. I was going on my first proper date.
Mum was preparing tea when I arrived home and I asked if it was okay to eat early, since I was going to the movies. I also told her I would be staying over in Mandurah overnight and head off to work from there. Mikey was standing at the sink with a glass of milk when Mum suddenly asked me when had I bought the grey jeans I had worn that morning. She thought they looked good on me. Mikey choked on his milk with laughing and it poured out of his nostrils. I patted his back overly hard as I made up a story about spilling water on my own and borrowing a friends to come home. Seeing Mum's back was turned I grabbed Mikey by the neck and whispered for him to cut it out, before heading to my room.
Since I had to get up for work on Sunday morning, Jezza had suggested we went to an early showing of the movie 'The Dark Night' so we could have time together afterwards at his place. I didn't want to appear too keen so I stayed in my ute till I saw his car arrive and I walked up behind him and tweaked his bum as he locked his car. I paid for the tickets and bought some popcorn. I smiled to myself as I paid for the popcorn. I remembered a story of a guy on his first date making a hole in the popcorn carton and sticking his hard dick through it, but I didn't think I would try that one. We were only just in time and headed to the back seats. As my eyes got used to the dark I realized the theatre was nearly empty with just a half dozen young teens right at the front. We didn't really have time to speak before the movie started.
I held the pop corn bucket between my knees and every time Jezza dipped his hand in it I smiled to myself recalling the hole in the bucket story. He obviously liked popcorn as his hand was constantly dipping into the bucket. About five minutes into the movie Jezza made himself more comfortable in his seat and slipped his arm across the back of my seat. He placed his hand on the back of my head and slowly pulled me towards him as he leaned in to kiss me. I have always enjoyed kissing and Jezza was very good at it. As our tongues duelled in each others mouths, his left hand found my belt and started to open it. Then he unzipped me, releasing the pressure on my now pulsing member. The knob of my dick pushed up through the waistband of my boxers, but instead of feeling my junk his hand went up inside my shirt gently rubbing my abs. As our kissing became more passionate his hand moved up and tweaked both my nipples causing me to gasp briefly. My left hand was around Jezza's body and I was squeezing his bum cheeks on the outside of his jeans. I slipped my other hand inside my boxers and slowly started to fondle my junk. Amazingly the popcorn bucket was still held firm between my knees even though it was being shaken around with the movement of my hips. Then quite suddenly Jezza stood up and looked around. The teens near the front were too involved in the movie to notice anything and as there were no attendants around we were safe from scrutiny. Jezza lowered his jeans and knelt on the arms of my seat. This placed his raging boner just at head level and I opened my mouth to engulf his delicious knob. As he slowly started to fuck my face I lifted my hips and started wanking like it was my first time. I was close to cumming in just a few minutes and Jezza never gave me warning that he was close as well. Our ecstatic moans were drowned by the noise of the movie, as pulse after pulse of his thick, warm nectar poured down my throat. My own load shot out at the same time, leaping over my hand, missing my jeans and landing God knows where.
I released my softening seven inches, allowing it to flop against my stomach where the last few dregs of cum oozed into my belly button. With both my hands I grabbed Jezza's bum cheeks and pulled him against my face, so I could nuzzle his pubes and suck the last few drops of cum from him. He slipped back to his seat with a big grin on his face. "Well that was better than watching a movie I had already seen!" he whispered. Since I had already seen it as well I had to agree. Then his hand dipped into the popcorn bucket and grabbed a huge handful. After he had munched it all down he leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips. I could taste a mixture of popcorn and cum and smiled as I realized where my double cream had landed.
We had both lost interest in the movie and decided to leave. I left the popcorn bucket on the seat for someone else to enjoy. Jezza was hungry, so we decided to buy some fish and chips and walk along the foreshore to eat them. Jezza must have been starving as he ate his very quickly and since I had already eaten tea I gave him mine to finish off. We headed back to the cinema car park and I followed him in my ute back to his house.
Jezza's family home was huge compared to mine. It was double story and all the five bedrooms were up stairs. He suggested we go outside and have a spa together and enjoy a drink. This sounded great since I didn't have to drive home. The outside barbecue area was all covered in and I saw the massive spa in one corner. I would say you could fit ten people in it comfortably. He opened a bar fridge and handed me a cold beer. Jezza went inside to get towels, so as I sipped away, I looked around the area. Just around the corner, still under cover was a heated swimming pool that looked to be about fifteen metres long. He returned with the towels and I helped him remove the lid off the spa. Then we both stripped naked and lowered ourselves into the warm water. The spa was amazing with holders for your drinks and seats all around. He turned it on and the water swirled around and jets shot out from everywhere massaging any aching limbs you might have. We continued our inquisition from lunch time and found out just about everything about each other. Jezza was amazed I had been training to be a priest and told how pleased he was that I had changed me mind. We finished our beers and Jezza said he would get a refill. My dick was already chubbing up from the swirling of the water, but when I saw Jezza's hard monster as he stepped over the side of the spa I quickly reached my seven inches. I admired his bum cheeks as he walked away from me towards the fridge. Then he suddenly picked up a towel and bent over to dry his legs. His bum was red from the warm water and his balls were hanging really low between his legs. I wondered why he was drying himself, but then he walked passed the fridge into the house. I gave my dick a quick jerk as I pictured him bending over, exposing his dangling balls and his beautiful pucker, winking at me as he dried his feet. He came back out with a bottle of Moet and two champagne glasses. He poured the drinks and climbed in next to me. Having only tasted Moet once at a recent wedding I asked him what we were celebrating. Wrapping his arm around mine he made a toast: "Here's to a successful relationship with Philip, my new boy friend." The bubbles from the wine on my face covered up the tears that slowly trickling down my cheeks. I was happy. It appeared I had a boy friend.
I hope you all enjoyed this part. Let me know if you did . There is still more to come.- Philip