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The Road to You By Josh Blake
Chapter 2
Sam suddenly felt anxious. What if Scott didn't want to be friends with him anymore? Was this just sex, or did Scott feel something? Did Sam feel something for Scott? He'd never allowed himself to see Scott as a prospect, so he didn't know where to go with those feelings. Scott turned over, spooning Sam from behind and putting his arm over him. The sun had gone down leaving the room dim. Had he made the right decision in sleeping with Scott? Sam drifted off to sleep, not knowing where this road was going to take him, but excited to find out.
When Sam awoke, he was alone in bed. Light was shining through the window, so he knew it was morning. At first, he didn't remember the night before. Then the thought hit him like an anvil being dropped on his head. Scott! What was all of that about last night? Would Scott want him again? Would things just go back to normal? What if Scott got weird about it all and moved out? Fuck! There were so many possibilities.
His class didn't start until noon, so he had some time before he had to get dressed and get going. Sam got out of bed, pissed, then pulled on some underwear and went to the kitchen to make coffee. He assumed Scott had gone for a run as his class didn't start until noon as well.
Sam had his coffee, cooked some eggs, and cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. Then he took a nice, long shower. He felt like he needed it after the events of the previous night. By 10:00, Scott still hadn't made it back to the apartment. Sam left for his class a little before noon. There was still no sign of Scott.
Sam returned to the apartment later that afternoon. Scott had still not returned. It was obvious that no one had been in the apartment. Sam made dinner for himself, cleaned up, then turned on the TV. He popped open a beer and nursed it slowly as he flipped channels looking for something worth watching. He was now legitimately concerned about Scott. It was unlike Scott to be gone this long without texting Sam to let him know here he was. Sam texted Scott to ask if he was okay, but there was no reply.
"Fuck," Sam thought. "Now I've lost a friend, and I didn't have many of those to start with."
Feeling defeated, Sam turned off the TV and went to bed. He stripped down to his shorts and a T-shirt and crawled under the sheet. He then realized he hadn't brushed his teeth. He cursed to himself, got out of bed, brushed his teeth, then returned to bed, feeling satisfied now that he had clean, fresh breath. Sam dozed off to sleep, wondering where he stood with Scott and where Scott was now.
Sam awoke sometime later feeling someone getting into bed with him. He recognized Scott's scent at once. Scott snuggled up to Sam, put his arm over him, and kissed the back of Sam's neck.
"Scott, I," Sam began.
"Shhh," Scott said. "Don't talk. Just go to sleep."
Sam fell asleep in Scott's arms, not knowing what this meant. He wanted answers, but Scott wasn't ready to give them, apparently.
The next morning, Sam awoke again to find Scott gone. He had a 9:00 a.m. class, so he didn't have as much time to think about Scott. When he returned home for lunch, Scott was still not around. Normally, Scott's damp underwear would be somewhere for Sam to find them. There was no such offering for Sam on this day. Sam had afternoon classes as well, so he left the apartment again. His afternoon classes were all a blur. He was so focused on Scott that he couldn't think straight!
That evening was a repeat of the previous one. Dinner, TV, beer, teeth brushed, then bed. There was no sign of Scott. Yet again, Scott crawled in bed with Sam, cuddled with him, shushed him when he tried to talk, then fell asleep.
The next morning, Sam was alone again.
This pattern repeated itself for four days. Scott would disappear all day, share Sam's bed at night, then disappear again the next morning. Sam couldn't take it anymore. He had failed a quiz in his computing theory class! The professor had asked to speak with him after class because it was so unlike him. He had to get his head back in the game and sort this thing out with Scott.
That night, Sam put a plan in place. He made his dinner and cleaned up the kitchen as normal. He had his beer while he watched TV, then went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and got ready for bed. Instead of going to bed, though, he sat in his desk chair and waited. The lights were off, so the room was dark except for the small amount of light coming in through the bedroom window.
Around midnight, Sam's door opened slowly. Scott crept inside and walked toward the bed. At this moment, Sam flipped on the desk lamp, illuminating the room.
"Ah, dude, what the fuck?" Scott said, shielding his eyes from the light.
"Yeah, for real," Sam said, "What the fuck, Scott? What is this?"
"What is what?" Scott asked? "I don't understand."
"This!" Sam said. "You sleep in my bed with your arms around me at night, then you're gone by morning. You're gone all day. You won't text me back. You don't hang out here anymore. I want my friend back!"
"Oh," Scott said.
"Yeah," Sam said. "Sex with you was great, but if it's gonna fuck up our friendship..."
"So, you just want me as a friend?" Scott asked.
"What, yeah, I mean no, fuck! Dammit, Scott, I don't know what to say. You told me you were straight, then you told me you were curious. I can't get my heart set on someone I can't have!" Sam exclaimed. "Don't you get that?"
"I get it," Scott said. "But you do want me?"
"Scott, I can't do this. What do you want? Yes, I want you, but only if I can have you. Otherwise, I want my friend back."
"I told Tracey," Scott said.
"You told Tracey what?" Sam asked.
"That I think I'm in love with you," Scott said.
Sam stood silently staring at Scott. He was looking for any indication that Scott was lying or otherwise fucking with him. He saw no such indication on Scott's face.
"You're in love with me?" Sam asked, incredulously.
"Yeah. I am," Scott said. He closed the space between the two of them and gently put his arms around Sam. Sam apprehensively put his arms around Scott, then relaxed, settling his face into the place between Scott's shoulder and his neck.
"Why didn't you tell me" Sam asked.
"Because I didn't understand it," Scott said. "I'm not gay. At least I don't think I am. Fuck. I don't know. All I know is I can't stand to be without you, but being with you scares me."
"What are you scared of?" Sam asked.
"I don't know," Scott said. "I have never been attracted to a man before. I want kids and a normal life."
"So do I," Sam said. "I didn't choose this for myself. It just is what it is."
"Will you be patient with me?" Scott asked. "I don't know where this will go. But if you'll be patient with me, we can see."
"I can be as patient as you need me to be," Sam said. Scott leaned down and planted his lips on Sam's. The two boys made out in Sam's bedroom, swapping spit and battling each other's tongues.
Scott moved backward, collapsing on the bed. Sam moved with him, and collapsed on top of the taller man, still making out passionately with him. Sam unbuttoned Scott's shirt one button at a time until his torso was naked. He could smell Scott's sweat. It was not unpleasant, and he moved his nose toward Scott's pits to take in more of the aroma.
Sam began descending Scott's body, unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them and his underwear down and off Scott's feet. Sam finally made it to Scott's pubic bush and his erect penis. Scott was already dripping precum. Sam took Scott's entire 7.5 inches in his mouth. He savored the salty precum, and Scott moaned in pleasure as Sam circled the head of his dick with his tongue. Sam released Scott's hard cock from his mouth and moved to his balls. The bathed each of them in his saliva, savoring their salty flavor. He put his hands under Scott's thighs, lifting them up to expose Scott's ass. Scott complied and hooked his own hands under his thighs to hold his legs up and expose his hairy bottom.
Sam again took in Scott's aroma, this time from his musky ass. Scott smelled clean despite the musky scent, so he stuck out his tongue and went for Scott's puckered prize. Scott inhaled sharply as Sam's tongue touched his hole. Sam ate Scott's ass passionately for several minutes before removing his tongue and gently slipping his finger into Scott's rectum. Scott inhaled sharply again, but didn't tell Sam to stop. He moaned as Sam started to rub his prostate, releasing more precum from his penis.
"Will you fuck me?" Scott asked. Sam was startled and surprised. He assumed Scott would always be a top.
"You sure?" Sam asked. "It might hurt."
"I know," Scott said, "but I want you inside me."
Sam shucked his own shorts and underwear, releasing his hard and dripping 6.5-inch cock. He wasn't as long or as thick as Scott, but it was nothing to balk at, either.
Sam opened his bedside drawer and pulled out a tube of Astroglide and a condom. He tore the condom open placed it on the head of his cock. He got it backward the first time, so he turned it around and rolled it down over his hard cock. He popped the cap on the lube and squeezed out a generous amount into his hand. He coated his cock, then applied a generous amount to Scott's hole. He worked first one, then two lubed fingers into Scott's ass, then added a bit more lube to Scott's hole. He wanted it to go in as easily as possible. Sam positioned the head of his cock at Scott's hole.
"Okay, I'm gonna push in a little, Sam said. If you want me to stop, tell me."
"I will," Scott said. "Just go for it."
Sam started pushing. The head of his cock slowly spread the folds of Scott's pucker open. Sam, who was usually the bottom, enjoyed the feeling of his cock penetrating Scott's hole. As the head of Sam's cock made its way inside Scott, Scott suddenly inhaled sharply and clamped down on Sam's cock.
"Stop!" Scott commanded, breathing heavily.
"Do you want me to pull out?" Sam asked.
"No, just let it sit there a minute." Sam stood still, his cock head just inside Sam's puckered anus. He could feel Scott's hole pulsing around his cock.
"Okay, push it in a little more," Scott said. Sam did, and although Scott gritted his teeth, he was able to get his entire cock up Scott's hole. When he bottomed out and his pubes were against Scott's ass, he just stood still to allow Scott to adjust to the invader inside his rectum.
"How does it feel?" Sam asked.
"Very full. How is it for you?"
"It's tight," Sam said. "It feels good. Can I try fucking you now?"
"Yeah, go for it," Scott said. Sam began to withdraw his cock then slowly reinsert it. He went slow for the first few times, then started to pick up the pace. He could feel Scott's hole relax, allowing him to go faster. He was hitting Scott's prostate each time he pulled out and pushed back in, which was causing Scott's cock to go to a full mast erection with a lot of precum dripping from it.
"Oh fuck!" Scott moaned, reaching down to stroke his own cock as Sam fucked in and out of Scott's tight hole.
"I'm not gonna last," Sam said. "I'm gonna cum."
"Do it," Scott said. "I'll cum with you." Scott stroked his own cock faster. When Scott felt Sam's cock start to twitch inside him, he knew he was filling the condom he was wearing with cum. This thought caused Scott to start his orgasm as well, sending spurt after spurt of cum into the air and then back down on to his torso.
When Sam's orgasm ended, he collapsed on top of Scott, spreading the cum between them. He could smell the spicy aroma of their sweat mixed together. It made him horny all over again.
"How did you like your first time bottoming?" Sam asked.
"It was good," Scott said. "Once I got over the pain it felt really good."
"I enjoyed fucking you," Sam said, "but I want that big cock in me soon."
"Anything for you, babe," Scott said, kissing Sam's sweaty hair. Sam pulled the condom off his cock, tied a knot in it, and threw it on the floor. He used an old t-shirt to wipe himself down, then handed it to Scott for him to do the same.
Sam felt content as the turned off the light and cuddled up to Scott. Although Scott had professed his love for Sam, something about the situation left Sam apprehensive. As he fell asleep, he decided just to roll with it. Time would tell where this would go.
The next chapter in this series will be posted as soon as possible.
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