The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 131

Just as I was about to settle in for a night with the guys my phone rang from Domino's.

"Hi Justin, would you be able to work tonight. My other driver phoned in sick and I wonder if you could fill in?"

"Sure, I'll be there in 20 minutes," I answered. This was my first shift as a real working guy. I told Colin and he just smiled as I ran upstairs to get into my Domino's uniform. I jumped in the Camaro and raced to the store where I got a quick tutorial on how to take payments. My first order was on a street I didn't know, but my iPhone's GPS helped me get there quickly. The lady who answered seemed like she hadn't slept in days. I could hear the multiple kids in the background and she thanked me as I handed over the food. One little kid peeked out from behind her without saying anything. I wasn't sure if it was a boy or a girl. I got my $2 tip and headed back to the car. Then it was off on more deliveries. None of them were exciting. Just normal people ordering pizza. This wasn't working out like my fantasy at all The closest I got was a guy in his 30's who answered the door in his underwear and a t-shirt and asked if we sold beer too. When I told him we didn't, that was as far as that conversation went. I did several more runs and ended up at a house where a couple of teenage boys, perhaps 14 answered the door to pay me. They saw the Camaro and commented on it. They came to have a look before taking the pizza. That was kinda cool. Maybe I should use one of the Lamborghinis for deliveries next time.

I got home exhausted and as soon as I got in the house and sat in the kitchen, Kyle started licking me. "What the hell dude? I giggled.

"You smell like pizza." He said as his tongue came out. I turned as his tongue came closer I clamped it between my teeth.

"Thoo don't taysth like piztha though," he mumbled as his eyes stared right into mine. I laughed and we parted from each other. I realized that I really did smell like pizza so I ran upstairs to the bedroom to clean up. Colin was on the bed with Blake using a hair dryer on his cast.

"Hey guys. What's up?" I asked.

"My arm was itchy so Dad is helping make it un-itchy. Did you know he had casts before?"

"Yep and it was itchier than you because I have hair on my arms and legs," Colin told him.

"That would be really bad. Did Justin help you with it?"

"Yes, he did buddy. How's the arm feel?"

"I think I need more air it's still bad," he said somewhat unconvincingly. I think he just liked the attention. "Did you bring pizza home?"

"No sorry, but it's too late for pizza. You should be in bed," I smiled. I headed for the bathroom and had a quick shower. When I returned Blake was lying in the middle of our bed.

"I'm in bed, like you said," he grinned.

"You know what I meant. Your own bed. It's a school night."

"C'mon Dad. My arm's all itchy and I don't feel good. Can't I stay in here with you guys?"

"You're a little faker, you know that?" I said as I rubbed his head.

"No, I'm not. My arm really is itchy. I promise I won't be any trouble. I just wanna sleep with you guys, k? I'm even wearing my underwear. Colin said he'd read me a story too."

I gave in and let him slide down the bed and went down to find Colin who had gone to get Blake a snack before the story. Something told me he'd tell the correct story and not the versions I seem to always had.

The next day it was back to the routine of heading for school. This was getting to be a habit. I had decided to go balls out today and make some new friends. Not literally balls out, but that might be an option by the end of the week, and certainly on wreck beach. I had put a pride pin on my backpack and was wearing my rubber rainbow bracelet. Plus I wore my tighter jeans and shirt, and properly arranged my package to make sure I had a nice bulge. Just like Blake, I had brushed my hair to perfection and was totally styling the look. Blake was rocking red high tops and black jeans with a red and black t-shirt. He almost had better fashion sense than me. Today we took the Camaro and repeated the process of picking up Cory on our way to the elementary school.

Kyle and I kissed in the parking lot as we headed off to our buildings. I figure that should get the buzz going about me, but looking around it was as if no one even noticed. I guess we have come so far with equality that two guys kissing in public is no more exciting than watching grass grow now. Maybe I'll copy Zane Jr., and wear a kilt tomorrow. I dropped into my seat in Psych 101 and looked around for Damian. He strolled in, looked directly at me and then walked the opposite direction. This sucked. I really didn't mean to piss him off. I just figure if they want to come back, they will. I listened to the professor giving us more psych information and surprisingly it was easier to follow today than yesterday. I actually enjoyed the class. As soon as it was over I took off to the bathroom as my morning Latte had caught up to me. I was as the urinal when someone came up beside me. As per normal protocol I didn't look at the guy, but smiled when a familiar voice said, "Nice penis dude."

I looked over at Kyle and smiled. "Perv! What are you doing over here? I thought your class was two buildings over."

"Needed a piss," he grinned. I noticed he wasn't peeing as I finished and shook. I tucked it away and went to wash my hands. As I dried them off Kyle grabbed me and pushed me back to a stall, much to the surprise of the other guy at the urinal. He slammed me in and locked the door. He took hold of my head and kissed me hard with so much tongue I wondered if he had had an extension added. As we made out furiously, he unbuckled my pants, popped the button and slammed his hand inside my underwear to cup my dick and balls. I responded properly by getting hard. Kyle yanked everything to my knees and dropped in front of me and sucked my dick as deep as he could get it. I tried not to laugh or moan out loud as he went at me. He pulled his own dick out and I watched as he coated it with lube and stroked himself before standing up.

"Turn around and bend over," he said abruptly and pushed my forward. He didn't waste any time in pushing himself into me and giving me one hell of a fuck. "Oh god that's a sweet ass. Fuck dude, I'm gonna cum he said out loud and I actually felt his jizz blast into my hole. He slapped my ass hard and pulled out as he did it. He wiped himself dry on my ass cheek, wiped his dick with toilet paper, slapped my ass again and pulled his pants up. "Thanks. I need that. Nice sweet tight ass on you buddy. If you're here often, I hope I can ride that again." He turned and left the stall. I locked it behind him with a big smile on my face. Then I heard him speak as he headed out. "Gotta love a nice tight ass after a hard class. You should go give him a try."

I wondered if he was just acting or if someone was really in the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and drained out Kyle's offering, before dressing and heading out. Two guys were in the bathroom and looked at me strangely as I washed my hands. I almost skipped off to class. That was actually pretty hot. After my next class I debated heading back to the bathroom for round two, but made my way to the food court instead to meet Kyle as planned. We ordered some burgers and talked about our classes. Kyle made no mention of our rendezvous in the bathroom. My last class was almost over and I got a text from Blake telling me he got his phone back and asked if he could go over to Cory's after school. I gave him permission and laughed at the irony of texting him back while I was in class. After classes, Kyle and I met up and he said that one of the girls in his class invited him to the swim meet at the Aquatic Centre.

"A girl, huh. Kyle is switching teams. Got himself a hot chick."

"Shut up. As if I'd stick my dick in a vagina. Those things are full of shark teeth," he laughed. "No way I'm letting one of those things wrap around my priceless penis."

I almost choked. We headed to the aquatic centre and met up with the girls from his applied mathematics class. "This is Linda and Robyn. This is my roommate Justin." I had been wondering how he was going to introduce us considering how he'd been acting all day.

"Nice to meet you," I said acknowledging both of them. As we took our seats, they asked what I was studying, which was always a good topic to break the ice. The UBC Thunderbirds were facing the University of Calgary Dinos. I loved watching swim meets. I know what you're thinking; I only like it for the semi naked slim toned boys with tight abs and bulging crotches in their swim suits, but I really love the sport; watching the arms slice through the water effortlessly as every muscle on the body is put to the test of endurance pitting man against the element of water...Okay, I'm bullshitting. I like the semi naked boys and I keep watching for butt crack or an occasional slip of a penis. Divers were my favorite as they often had their tiny speedos slip down under the water.

We cheered on our team and we did really well, winning most of the races. I wanted to go down and congratulate each of the guys. I'd even be willing to give consoling hugs to the opposing team. Some might even need a place to stay tonight since they were from out of town. I think Kyle noticed me drooling as he handed me a tissue and smiled as we made our way to the parking lot. The girls were very friendly and seemed to have a thing for Kyle. I teased him all the way home, but he was oblivious to it.

"So I never asked. How was your day today? Did all your pride stuff get you laid at all?" He asked.

"Nah, I gotta try harder."

"No action at all?" he smirked.

"No, not really. Oh, some guy fingered me or something in the bathroom after one of my classes. I think he used his pinky finger though. Didn't really feel anything, but it was over so fast I might have just been imagining it," I said trying not to grin.

"You're such an asshole."

"I thought you liked my asshole," I howled with laughter. He slugged me and as I pulled up to Cory's place, I reached over to tickle him. He squealed and jumped out of the car. I ran after him and tackled him onto the lawn. The boys must have heard us as they came running out and joined the tackling. We all wrestled together until Sheila came out and laughed.

"Boys!" She said shaking her head. "Now I know where Cory gets it."

"Bye Cory. Thanks Mom," Blake said as he jumped in the back seat of the car.

The `Mom' didn't go unnoticed and frankly I couldn't think of a better person to take that role for him. He probably needed a women's influence for some stuff. Living with a houseful of guys could be a lot to handle.

"Dad, I got homework today. Can you help me with it?" Blake said as we raced home.

"Of course. What subject?"

"English. I have to write about my family and what makes them special to me."

"That sounds like a good assignment."

"Should I write about everyone, or just you and Colin, or my old family or what?"

"I think that's up to you Blake. But no matter what you decide we'll help with whatever you need."

"Okay cool. If I write about my old family it might be a little sad for everyone, so I think I should tell them about you guys `cause I think everyone would like to hear that." I smiled to myself and felt my face flush with pride. He was probably the best son anyone could have and at that moment, I felt sad that his real parents wouldn't get to see him grow up and be amazing.

"That's thoughtful of you buddy," I told him.

As soon as we got home, Colin was waiting and asked Kyle if he minded being around for Blake for a bit. He agreed of course and Blake just gave us a dirty look and then complained he didn't need a babysitter.

Colin took me out to the driveway and we got into his car. "What's up babe?" I asked.

"Kelly called and said we should go down to the warehouse right away."

"Why?"

"I have no idea, but he said we were needed immediately."

Probably more Q secret dramatics. I miss those days of the mystery stuff. Once you're at the top, the whole fun of the secret society kinda faded away. I used to like showing up at events that I had no idea what was going to happen and then being told to do stuff that got my adrenaline pumping. We pulled up at the warehouse and headed inside and stopped dead in our tracks. The entire Executive council was there standing in the middle of the big room, talking and looking around. The whole place was destroyed. It had been spray painted and everything in it was trashed. "What happened?" Colin asked as we walked up to Kelly and the guys.

"We're not sure. I got a blocked call and an electronic voice said "When you lose what you love, you realize what you had...and like a magician, things aren't always what they seem."

"What the hell does that mean?" I asked.

"We have no idea, but look around. The graffiti is all random cryptic shit. The guys have been photographing it all. We'll call some members in to fix it all, but who would do this?"

"Is anything missing?" Colin asked.

"Nothing of value worth taking. If it wasn't for the phone call, I would have said it was just kids."

"Could it have been someone that didn't make it into the club?" One of the Executives asked.

"Possibly. That actually makes the most sense, but the alarm never went off," Kelly agreed.

"Kelly, you handle this, we'll go to the mansion to see if we can find out anything and call you," Colin told him.

"I should get the locks changed as well," Kelly replied.

"Agreed, but since the alarm never activated, use our secondary locksmith to do the work and activate the backup protocols," Colin told him. I musta missed espionage class in the Q training manual. Of course, I never really got around to reading most of it. Seemed like way too much information to me. Plus I had ADAM to tell me the important stuff. Colin and I raced to the mansion like we were chasing international terrorists. We bolted up the back stairs to the office and into the computer room.

"ADAM, activate the video monitors for the Vancouver warehouse," Colin requested. Several screens lit up, most were obscured or half obscured as they had been spray painted or damaged. "Computer play video from 12pm today." The screens basically remained unchanged. "Play video from 12am today," Colin directed. The screen changed to show the warehouse in basic darkness and intact. So now we knew whatever happened was between 12am and 12pm. That was a good start. We fast forwarded the video at high speed until we found what we were looking for. Two guys entered the darkened room and turned on some lights. One was a large guy and the other slightly smaller with a muscular build. They both had baseball caps on and kept their heads down. They began to totally trash the place as they made their way to the cameras and either knocked them off the wall or spray painted them. We could see through a couple, but just vaguely. Only one camera gave us somewhat of a view. As the smaller guy turned I kind of took a deep breath. Colin froze the frame and backed it up to the point where I could make out the face.

"Do you recognize him?"

"Yeah. He's the jock from my school that attacked me when I first came out, when Alex and I were together."

"Do you know his name?"

"No, I suppose I could find it from the yearbook, but at that time I was just trying to handle being gay and it was such a fleeting incident I almost forgot about it, but it's definitely him. You know who the other guy looks like though?"

"Yeah, I was thinking it too...Landon. Let's keep watching to see if we can find a better angle." It was disheartening to watch as they destroyed everything.

We watched the next hour of recording, but there was never a clear shot of him. Both of us were sure that it was Landon by the size of him and the way he moved, but we couldn't prove it for absolute. Colin called Kelly to tell him what we had found out and that we'd keep investigating. He said that the locks had been changed and a crew had been arranged to put the warehouse back in order. We headed home and I immediately went and pulled out my yearbook and searched for the jock. It didn't take long to find out his name was Nick Rondell. Colin pulled out his computer and accessed ADAM from it and we quickly found out what we needed. Not only all his current information, but more importantly that he worked for the alarm company we used. Colin made the calls to Kelly to order the alarms be immediately changed to our secondary company for both buildings, the Warehouse and Mansion.

"Should we call the police or inform the alarm company?" I asked ready to pounce and take this douche down.

"Not the police yet. We'll inform the alarm company first, so they can handle their own investigation, but we need to find out who the other guy was before we do anything else. If it's Landon, we should try and figure out what's going on and how it all ties together. Assuming it's him, this is a bit scary and we allow him in our home. We'll get it sorted fast though."

We went to check on Blake who was lying on the floor in his room with Twitch right beside him. I almost snorted with laughter as both of them were munching on carrots. "Meep, meep, eh, what's up doc?"

He looked up at me and smiled. "Just doing homework. Wanna carrot?" He grinned.

I took a picture of him and his bunny. It was the cutest ever. Both Colin and I took a carrot and helped him with homework. He had math that Colin checked. I played with the bunny. Once it was bed time, we both said good night and went to Kyle's room. He welcomed us in and we both laughed when we saw the top of a carrot on his desk.

"He got you with the carrots too, huh?" I asked.

"Yep. That rabbit is gonna keep all of us healthy but if I start eating lettuce and twitching my nose, let me know will ya?"

"We're just gonna go play pool for a bit. Wanna join us?" I asked. He put his stuff away and followed us downstairs. The house was so quiet without Jason and Alex and additionally quiet without Troy who was out as well. I think I even heard crickets tweeting?... clucking?... chirping?... cricketing? What the hell do crickets do? After a few games of pool we decided to head to bed and Kyle slept with us. Slept, in the terms of slept after we'd had an hour of sex together. I think Kyle loved Colin as much as me and it always felt right when we were all together.

Halfway through the night, I felt someone slide in next to me and as I opened my eyes, I grinned as Blake curled up in front of me. I wrapped my arm around him and went back to sleep. If this keep up we're gonna have to see if they make a bigger bed than king size. We really didn't need the mansion. We could live in a one bedroom apartment if this kept up. I didn't even say anything to Blake over the fact that he had chosen to sleep naked as he behaved himself so why bring it up. In the morning we all woke up around the same time and Blake turned to look at me.

"Hi Dad. Figured I'd sleep in here since Kyle was. I like sleepovers."

"Me too buddy, me too," I smiled as I sent him back to his room to get ready for school. The rest of us played in the shower for a quickie before breakfast.

School was just another day and I was slowly getting to know people in my classes. Kyle seemed to be a hit with the girls as he always had a couple around whenever I bumped into him. He always introduced them, but girls all look the same to me and I'll be damned if I can actually remember their names. He even brought one to lunch with him and said they were going shopping after school. He threw me his truck keys so I could get home and he said he'd get a ride back afterward. I went in search of gay guys, but with so many students on campus all heading off to various buildings and classes, it was nowhere near as easy as high school where everyone was packed in together. I even strolled over to the aquatic centre for a bit to watch the guys practicing and checked out the divers whenever they went up the platforms. University was gonna be fun, I could already sense it. It was just going to take a lot more work than I thought. Plus the classes were gonna take some work too.

That night I had to work again, so I drove over to Domino's and punched in. I was getting minimum wage, plus tips. The manager was in a bad mood and was busy berating the other driver as he'd been getting complaints about him taking too long. The driver was older and just taking the criticism in stride. I wouldn't have liked to have been spoken to like that though. Fortunately I had a fast car and GPS, so no one yelled at me. It was more of the same regular deliveries for the first few and then when I got back to the store, I was handed two large pizzas.

"They specifically asked for you to deliver them," I was told. "Looks like you've got regulars already. They always order lots of pizzas from us. I looked at the address on the order and shook my head with a smile as I took the pizzas to the customers. I pulled up at the front door, rang the bell and waited for them to open the door. I tried to be professional but couldn't keep a straight face when all the guys opened the door completely naked, almost all of them sporting boners. J.P. & Ryan were there as was Troy, Kyle and Colin. Even Blake had joined in.

"That'll be $32.00," I said as I handed over the pizzas.

Colin handed me $32.50. "Keep the change," he said as he took the pizzas from me.

"Really? A whole 50 cents? Why thank ya mastah sah. I'll be gittin me that house real soon," I chuckled. Blake pushed his way through the guys and looked up at me.

"Hi Dad, did you like our joke?"

"Yes, it was very funny," I said rubbing his head as he beamed with pleasure at their game.

"Okay, thanks for the pizza dude," Colin said as he pulled Blake inside and went to close the door. As he did it, he grabbed Kyle by the penis and kissed him on the lips as the door shut. I shook my head. He's so gonna get it when I get home. That's what pizza deliveries should always be like. Plus that's the kind of tip I'd like instead of money. I did a few more deliveries, hoping at each door that the tenants would be as hot as the guys at home. One was drunk and totally gave the fuck me eyes as he checked me out, but he was like 50 and had a beer gut. Not my type at all. I wondered after I left if he would have been a big tipper if I'd been more flirty. I gotta remember to turn up the sexy. After work, I strolled home and hit the shower before sitting down to do some homework. Blake had already gone to bed but I checked in on him anyway. He always looked like such an angel when he was sleeping. I flopped beside Colin and he smiled as he tried to help me with Psych stuff.

"I'm exhausted," I said. "Next week all Blake's other stuff gets going. Diving on Monday and Scouts on Tuesday."

"Don't worry. I'll take him to diving if you want and Sheila said that while Jason and Alex are away she'll drop by to pick him up for Scouts. That should share the load," Colin said obviously having planned ahead already.

"I'm good at sharing the load...speaking of which wanna take some of it while I study?"

"I doubt you could concentrate on studying if I went down on you," Colin said kissing my cheeks.

"Are you kidding, I could paint the house, juggle and study while getting a blowjob. I'm just that multi-talented."

"So if I stripped you and had you kneel beside the coffee table while you studied and took a ride, you'd completely be able to concentrate?"

"Yeah, duh? I could concentrate even better if that was happening," I said as I felt my heart rate increase and my ass become itchy with excitement. I stripped and knelt beside the coffee table with my ass up and my textbook in front of me. Colin removed his clothes and got behind me. He kissed my back and rubbed my ass. I hated to admit it, but it really WAS hard to concentrate on psychology with him doing that. If anyone asks how I feel about that, I'm going lose it. Colin began to rim my ass and it became even harder...to concentrate.

Once he figured I was ready he aimed his beautiful penis at my hole and entered me. I was so hard I was stabbing the edge of the coffee table as he fucked me. We heard someone enter the house and looked over to see Troy stroll in and sit on the couch beside us. His shirt was slightly torn and he looked unhappy.

"You okay?" Colin asked as we kept fucking. No need to stop since Troy had seen it a thousand times.

"No, not really. I think you guys might be right about Landon. I told him I was saving my money to be able to go to University next year and he got upset and ended up having rougher than normal sex with me. When I told him it was a bit too much, he pushed me down and fucked me harder. I tried to get away but he ended up ripping my shirt."

"You mean he raped you?" Colin asked, and from the tone in his voice I could sense that we were about to spring into action.

"No, I wanted the sex, but he was just a bit rougher than normal. He said if we didn't spend money going places, our relationship would just get boring and it would end up being nothing but sex. I suggested he could pay for things and he said he wasn't as rich as me and all his money went to food and rent."

"Sorry buddy. You deserve so much better than that," Colin replied as he slowed down from fucking me. I took over and squeezed my ass tight and pushed back and forth against him.

Troy pulled off his shirt and looked at it. "This was one of my favorite shirts too," he said shaking his head.

"Bro, there are thousands of people who would want to be with you. All of them a thousand times better than Landon. If you like big muscular guys, that's cool, but find ones that accept you and aren't using you," I said no longer studying. Colin grabbed my hips and thrust hard a few times and grunted as he shot his load into me. We were almost as casual as if we were playing Monopoly, except that passing `go' was more fun. Colin pulled out and I decided not to jack off even though my boner was raging. I could have pushed it through a steel plate it was so hard.

"Where did you leave it with Landon?" Colin asked. "Are you still together?"

"I think so. The mood he was in I wouldn't dare break up with him. I think he was a little stoned too. At least he fucked like he was."

"You know if you just like a big cock in you, play with Aaron a few times when he's over. That should satisfy your cravings," I grinned.

"Nah, it's not the size of the cock, it's that Landon is so big and powerful. It's fun to have him around and protect me and stuff. But it's not so much fun when he's stoned or in a bad mood. I should go up to bed, you guys look a little busy."

"Not really. Justin is just doing homework and I'm just keeping entertaining myself," Colin grinned as he slapped his softening cock against me. Troy smiled and got off the couch to head for bed.

"Good night guys," he said as he ran off to bed.

"I'm gonna kill that asshole," I said.

"That doesn't sound like a psychology approach to a problem."

"Psychology my ass. I'll just give some old fashioned therapy with a baseball bat."

"You realize he's five times your size," Colin smirked.

"The bigger they are the harder they fall," I reminded him.

"That's certainly a different motto than you normally use," Colin laughed. "Isn't the motto notched into your belts `the bigger they are, the deeper they go."

"Ha Ha. Very funny. But seriously, what are we gonna do about this guy?"

"I think it's time to use the power of the `Q' to take care of this."

"Now we're talking. I'll dig the hole in the yard, you have the body brought around," I said sitting back cross legged, as Colin got on the couch.

"We're not the mob," he chuckled as I inched towards him and put my head on his lap.

"Too bad. That would be the best solution."

I couldn't study any more. My head was already making plans to take care of Landon. I already had him waterboarded, flung out of a plane without a parachute, chained to a plank and whipped, stoned in the village square, and finally castrated. I would make him watch as we used his balls to go bowling. I put away my books and pulled Colin up so we could head to bed. After a quick shower we went to bed and I awoke in the middle of the night after having a great dream of being Justin the Giant Slayer. I rolled on top of Colin and slid my dick into him and slowly fucked until my load was securely stored in his ass. I like keeping it there as he looks after it so well.

In the morning after we woke Blake up and headed for breakfast, Kyle strolled down with Aaron. They both had that freshly fucked look. I know the look really well. "Morning guys," I said as they sat down at the table after grabbing the food they wanted. Blake wasn't far behind them looking well rested and ready for school. He was doing a good job of selecting his clothes and they hid his cast pretty well. Each day he wore different shoes and clothes as we had told him it is a big mistake to wear the same clothes twice in a row. Today his underwear was showing over the top of his jeans and he looked like a mini Bieber, although his pants weren't as low and he was definitely wearing a shirt.

"Morning Blake," Kyle said as he sat beside him.

Blake looked over and giggled at little. "You guys sure make a lot of noise at night," he said.

"What?" Kyle said staring at him.

"I went for juice in the middle of the night and I heard you and Aaron when I came back. You were making a lot of noise. Were you having sex?"

"Blake, that's private," I said quickly.

"Since when? Everyone around here has sex. I just wondered if they were. Kyle was saying how big Aaron's penis was and to pound him harder. Then Aaron told Kyle to shut up and just take his monster pole. Then Kyle..."

"Okay, we get the idea, buddy," I interrupted. "You know it's not polite to eavesdrop."

"I wasn't. They were just making lots of noise so I listened. I wasn't eavesdropping," he justified. Strangely he was making sense. "So were you having sex then?"

"Would it matter?" Kyle asked.

"No, just curious. Are you supposed to say stuff like that when you do it? Mostly I'm just quiet when I do stuff."

Kyle laughed and Aaron blushed. "No, just do or say whatever you like. It's supposed to be fun."

"Okay, but it sounded like he was hurting you, causing you were making loud noises and moaning."

"No, he wasn't hurting me, we just like playing a game like that. Sorry we made too much noise."

"I can't wait until I'm 16 so you can show me stuff like that," he said as he ate his cereal. Kyle looked over at me and mouthed the word `Sorry'. I just shrugged and we went on with our day.

At school, classes were becoming routine and I had settled into the concept pretty well. In my Behaviour Development Class a guy sat next to me and introduced himself as Nate. I acknowledged him and he asked if I had the assignment from yesterday. I pulled it up and showed him where to find it online. He thanked me and since we still had a few minutes before class began we got to talking.

"Would you like to hang out after class and maybe grab a beer? We could go over the assignment together. I dunno about you, but I'm not finding this as easy as I thought."

"I hear you there. After you see Dr. Phil on TV you kinda got the impression any idiot could become a psychologist," I grinned.

He laughed and agreed. We made additional small talk until the professor arrived. We exchanged phone numbers so we could get together after our last class. I was pretty happy. I'd made my first University friend and was going for a beer. How straight of me. Kyle laughed when I told him and asked how long it would take before I had the guy on his back with his legs over his head.

"It's not like that. We're just going to study together. I'm being a normal University student hanging with a classmate. I'll just call for a car when we're finished studying."

"A car huh? Remember not to call for the limo, use a taxi. Normal students don't take limos all over town."

"I knew that," I said with a grin.

Kyle waited with me outside the Kenny Building, which was where most of the psychology stuff was. Nate arrived shortly afterward and I introduced them.

"Do you have a car?" I asked Nate.

"Can't really afford a car and an apartment. I just take the bus," he smiled.

"I can give you a ride if you want," Kyle offered.

"If it's not a problem, sure."

"No problem at all. I'm just parked over there." As we headed over to the truck, Kyle came up to me and whispered. "Have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"So that rules out what? Murder?"

"Pretty much," he chuckled. We piled in and he drove us over to Nate's place which wasn't that far. We thanked Kyle and he took off. I followed Nate into his apartment which was a small studio, but he had it set up pretty nice. Mostly Ikea looking furniture and a double bed. We threw our stuff by his couch.

"I'd show you around, but this is all there is, except for the bathroom, over there," he said pointing at the only other room. "Have a seat and I'll grab us a couple beers."

I flopped onto his couch and he opened a couple Sleeman's and handed one over as he sat beside me. He pulled out his laptop, so I assumed we were getting right to it and grabbed mine. The first thing he did was to print the assignment so we could research it. He took part of it and I took another part and we began to gather the information as we talked about all sorts of shit relating to it. We were focusing on the development of a child in the first three years. My section was related to aggression, defiance and the use of crying to get what they want. His development was love, singing, rhyming, talking, etc. And the final stage was the development of the behaviours relating to motor skills such as crawling, standing, walking and running. This seemed massive to put a paper together on, but it was only an introductory lesson, so they weren't expecting Einstein type theories on it. We had pulled up tons of information and after an hour, I was getting a headache.

"I remember most of these behaviours when I was a kid. We tried testing the rules even at three," I laughed.

"We?" Nate asked.

"Yeah, I have a twin brother, so we used to do things as a team. If he tried something and it didn't work, I'd try something else to see if we could come up with plan b, and vice versa."

"You're a twin? That would be a cool paper on behaviours. We should keep it in mind if it ever comes up."

I agreed and we talked about Jason for a bit. Nate was fascinated as he was an only child. "Do you live alone?" he asked.

"Nah, I live with roommates and my brothers."

"Cool. How many of you live together?"

"7" I replied.

"Whoa! I dunno if I could handle that. I like having my own space. It's tough sometimes to pay all the bills but you do what you gotta do."

"I hear you there. It helps when everyone shares the bills with you," I said truthfully. Of course our bills were just little different than his.

"Was that guy that drove us here one of your roommates?"

"Kyle? Yeah. He's such a cool guy."

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Sure, I'm not shy about stuff," I admitted.

"Is he gay?"

"Why?"

"Dunno, he just had a bit of a gay vibe. You know the perfect clothes, nicely groomed and wearing cologne."

"And that makes you gay? You have all that and so do I," I said looking at him. His clothes weren't new, but they were ironed and very clean.

"Not denying that. I just wondered if he was gay?"

"You'd have to ask him that, but Kyle never hides who he is."

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I kinda thought you two were boyfriends. I've seen you together a lot."

"No, we're just roommates and really good friends. I think we'd do anything for each other."

"Anything?" he grinned as he took a sip of his beer.

"Yep. If he needed something I'd be there for him and I know he'd be there for me too."

"That's cool. Want another beer?" He asked.

"Uh, sure. Thanks."

He grabbed another couple from the fridge and on the way back tripped over my backpack and spilled beer all over me. "SHIT! I'm sorry. Shit, that was so stupid. I'll grab you a towel." He handed me the beers and ran to the bathroom and came back with a towel and began to dry me off. He was so apologetic that he didn't even realize that he wasn't just rubbing my chest and stomach, but he had moved to dry my crotch as well. I put the beer down on the floor and stopped him.

"It's ok, no harm done. Do you have a dryer? I could just rinse the shirt and throw it in to dry." Yeah sure. It's in the basement. I've got change for it so no biggie. Should take about 30 minutes." I pulled off the shirt and went to his bathroom to rinse the beer out. The front of my jeans were wet as well and it looked as if I'd pissed myself. I took the pants off and rinsed them too. I walked back to the couch, holding a towel in one hand and my clothes in the other. I emptied the pants and handed the stuff to him. "Figured I shouldn't go home looking like I pissed myself," I grinned.

"Is your underwear wet as well?" He asked.

"A little bit, but I figured you wouldn't appreciate me sitting around your apartment naked in a towel," I laughed.

"No problem. I usually don't wear anything myself when I'm at home. I'm a bit of a nudist, plus it saves a bundle on laundry," he laughed. I wrapped the towel around myself and removed my shorts. I put them with the other stuff and he left to put things in the dryer. I was feeling a bit excited at being naked in a stranger's apartment. Well naked under a towel. Nate returned and sat beside me.

"If you want some of my clothes to wear, I can grab them for you while yours dry," he offered.

"I'm fine as long as you are. It's only half an hour and like you said...it saves on laundry. I should follow that lead at home," I smiled. Of course I pretty much did anyway.

"Yeah, with six roommates. I'm sure that'll go over well."

"Kyle will like it," I grinned. "So you hang out nude all the time?"

"When it's warm. I also hang out on Wreck Beach too, I like being naked," he shared. "I think our society has too many hang-ups with nudity. If we were more open about it, there would be less sex violence as it would be such a forbidden topic. Look at Europe. They have way less sex crimes than North America because they're more open about sexuality."

"True. Sounds like you've already begun a psychology term paper," I laughed. "I have to admit, I agree with you. I love going down to Wreck Beach. So free and you can just be yourself. No trying to be pretentious hiding behind clothes. Plus after an hour of seeing all those naked people, you almost don't even see that they're naked and just see the person. We should hang out together down there on the next warm day."

"Cool. That'd be fun. We could have naked study sessions too," he laughed.

"Says the guy who's wearing clothes. In case you have noticed, I'm already naked," I reminded him. He smirked.

He stood up and took off his shirt and pants quickly and sat back down, much to my disappointment. I thought he'd go for the full monty. "That's better. I'm glad you like being naked. Much more comfortable." I agreed with him and we looked at a few more things for our assignment. At one point my towel fell open, but I just ignored it as I sat back. I knew he could see my cock as I sat sideways while we talked about our findings and smiled to myself when he checked me out. Nate headed to the bathroom and when he returned, he dropped his shorts and sat on the couch. Now it was my turn to check him out and I wasn't disappointed.

"Dude, not to sound weird or anything but you have huge balls. When's the last time you got laid?" I said casually.

"Couple weeks ago."

"Don't you whack off? You gotta keep the balls drained man or you stand a higher chance of getting prostate cancer."

"Seriously? Is that true?"

"Seriously! I read about it and they said guys who masturbate regularly had a reduced risk of getting prostate cancer. So I whack it at least once or twice a day. No point in taking chances." Since we were being totally naked I threw the towel aside and we went back to studying. I may be good at multi-tasking but this was testing my limits. All my focus was on keeping my cock from speeding to a full blown boner. Nate was uncut and with his big balls it made for quite an impressive package. He had the beginnings of some nice abs, although they weren't totally defined, and he had a nice smooth chest, which I like. After about 15 more minutes he stood up, pulled his shirt and shorts on and left the apartment. He returned with my clothes and handed them to me. He got naked again and sat down.

"I'm glad we hung out. Wanna come back tomorrow and see if we can finish this assignment? I think we make a good team," he suggested.

"Sounds like a plan. Thanks for drying my clothes. I probably should get home for dinner." I stood up and went to the bathroom to take a piss before coming back and getting dressed. He looked at me the whole time and I couldn't get a read on him. Normally by now I'd be between his legs draining those balls, but he hadn't made any moves to indicate he was interested in anything but hanging out naked and doing homework. I called a cab and packed my shit up.

"Great meeting you and thanks for the beers," I said as we fist bumped. He walked me to the door and stood there naked as I waved bye. By the time I got home, I had lost the battle to my boner and it was painfully stretching out my pants. Kyle was the first to greet me and looked me up and down.

"Oh my god. You didn't get laid. It's finally happened. The great Justin Masters has failed to conquer a hot boy."

"Shut up bitch," I laughed. "It's not like that. We just did homework."

"And drank beer," he said as he leaned in to smell me. "Plus he obviously turned you on." He grabbed my crotch and chuckled. "I can't believe you didn't make the move."

"Like which move? This one?" I smirked as I stepped up to him and put my hand behind his head and pulled his lips to mine and grabbed his ass as I ground our crotches together.

"Yeah, that's one of them," he said when we finally broke apart. "This was the one I was thinking of," he said as he slipped his hand down my stomach and into my pants to take hold of my dick.

"Oh THAT move. It's usually a winner. Since you're already down there, you might as well just drop and give me head. I've been hard for the past hour." He leaned in to kiss me as he held my cock and we heard Blake behind us.

"Geez, get a room," he giggled. "Hi Dad. Guess what we did in school today?"

"No idea," I said looking at him as he came up to us. Kyle removed his hand from my pants and my dick seemed to groan in disappointment. Damn kids always underfoot at the wrong time...of course I'm kidding.

"We got to blow stuff up in the science lab," he said excitedly.

"You did huh?"

"Yeah you put these two chemicals together and they turned to smoke and then caused all the liquid to shoot out of the bottle. It was SOOO cool. Can we blow stuff up here?"

"Funny you mentioned that Kyle and I were just about to blow stuff," I smiled as I put my hand on his head.

"Cool. The teacher said we could try this at home with baking soda and vinegar in a pop bottle. So you wanna?"

I figured we might as well since I wasn't apparently getting laid anytime soon. We grabbed an empty 2 litre bottle, the baking soda and vinegar and went into the back yard. Blake showed us what to do and it worked like a volcano. We figured if you added more, you'd get a bigger reaction, so we did, and Blake squealed in delight as it shot out of the top of the bottle.

"I got an idea," Kyle said as he put more baking soda in the bottle after we emptied it for the next round. He quickly poured the vinegar in and then screwed the top on and threw the whole thing into the air as high as he could fling it. The top blew off and spewed the white foam everywhere. We cheered as it exploded and of course Blake had to join in. He ran and got a few more bottles and before long we were flinging them into the air all over the place. Eventually we got bored and headed inside to hit the pool for a bit. Colin joined us when he got home and then Troy. We finally decided it was dinner time and as we prepared it, J.P. and Ryan showed up, so of course we invited them to stay. We hung out and played games and had fun until it was time for Blake to head up to bed. He didn't need help getting ready, but he liked it when someone went with him, so I headed up. As he got ready in the bathroom, I picked up some of his clothes. He came out of the bathroom after peeing and brushing his teeth and jumped into bed. Like us, he never wore anything to bed and to me it just made sense. Why sleep in clothes? That seemed really dumb to me.

"Dad, can we go somewhere this weekend?"

"Sure where would you like to go?"

"I dunno. Maybe Kyle could fly us somewhere or maybe we could go fishing for whales again."

"Sound like a plan. You think of something and we'll go."

"Sweet. Good night Dad. I love you," he said as he put his hands up for a hug.

I leaned over and hugged him as I kissed him on the forehead. "I love you too Blake." He smiled and squirmed down the bed as I headed for the door and turned out the light. By the time I got downstairs a mini orgy had broken out. Ryan and J.P. were going at it, while Kyle and Troy were heavy into 69ing. I was almost jealous seeing Kyle with Troy because up until we were interrupted I was going have Kyle to myself. Colin was lying on the couch taking it all in, so I lay in front of him and pressed myself tight against him. He wrapped his arm around me and gently rubbed my chest, eventually sliding his hand up underneath my shirt to play with my nipples. I was hard in seconds and turned around so we were face to face. I kissed him hard and we played back and forth in each other's mouths until our lips were sore.

"Let's go up to bed," I whispered in his ear. He looked at me as if I might not actually be Justin since I would normally just make out right there in front of everyone. As I slipped off the couch, I pulled him with me. "Good night boys, we're having an early night." They said goodnight and we headed to bed to make love for the next few hours. I was so ready for it that I almost blew my load the second his lips went around my dick. I don't think he was ready as he sputtered and coughed as I shot down his throat. He licked his lips and then rolled me over so he could fuck me. I could have done this all night, but we both needed sleep, so we wrapped up together and drifted off.

The next morning it was back to the routine with the only exception being that Colin said he was going to stop by the Academy to see Ben and Reece. I wanted to go, but I knew I had to go to school. Nate sat next to me in class again and we arranged to meet up again. "This time you won't have to spill beer on me to get me naked though," I said quietly. He smiled.

"Sorry about that. I can be such a klutz sometimes." Kyle's classes were finished early today, so I told him my plans at lunch and he just shook his head.

"You're just going to keep going over until you get laid aren't you. Want me to get the belt ready for another notch?"

"Very funny, we're just studying," I replied. So far I hadn't told him about our naturist session. I figure he wouldn't believe I hadn't done anything if he heard that.

Nate and I took the bus back to his place and I didn't have the exact change, so I paid for both our fares and the driver got a tip on top of it. They don't even take debit or Visa cards. They should have QR reader to be able to pay on your phone when you board. Who uses cash anymore? I'm not saying they're behind the times, but I think I saw a few passengers peddling the bus like a Flintstones' vehicle. Once we got to Nate's place we both undressed quickly as if we'd been friends for years. I noticed that he'd trimmed his pubes since yesterday. Either because he saw I shaved mine off or because he was expecting this today. We had another beer and he was careful not to spill any on me, although it wouldn't have mattered now that we were naked. After half an hour of studying we took a break.

"You smoke weed?" He asked.

"Sometimes. Why? You have some?" I grinned. He got up, fluffed up his balls and went to his night table and brought back a couple of joints. We went to the window so it didn't stink up his entire apartment and shared the first one. It didn't take long for me to get a good buzz going and we took a break from our break and went back to the couch. We talked and finished our beer before doing the second joint. It's a good thing I wasn't going to be driving home. I'd be lucky if I could even find my car. By the time we sat back down on the couch, I was ripped out of my head. There was no way I could study, but it didn't stop Nate from trying. I moved closer to see the computer and put my hand on Nate's leg without even realizing it. He didn't say anything as we sat side by side. Then he took my hand into his and began to look at my fingers.

"Fingers are weird looking, especially the knuckles," he commented as he ran his hands over mine. I was too far gone to keep myself under control, so I threw almost instant wood as he played with my fingers. It didn't go unnoticed. "Holy shit dude. You have a massive cock."

"Thanks, it's a rental," I chuckled as I looked down at it. "Yours isn't that bad either," I commented as I reached over to grab it without thinking. "If you think knuckles are funny looking, you should take a close up look at cocks and balls."

"I think we're pretty stoned," Nate said as he looked at me. "Maybe we should beat off before we do something we'd regret later."

"I never regret anything dude. I just go with the flow and do what feels good," I replied as I kept playing with his balls.

"I can see that," He smiled and then lay back against the couch. He took his cock in his hand and began to stroke it. I inched up against him and grabbed my own play toy as I kept rubbing his balls. He wasn't stopping me so I wasn't about to stop voluntarily. "I remembered what you said about whacking it daily, so I did it this morning. Damn near drowned myself. I think my balls shrank by half by the time I unloaded everything."

I laughed. "I thought they seemed smaller today, but I didn't want to say anything. You got a girlfriend?"

"Not right now, but I find enough action around campus when I need it. What about you?"

"Nope. No girlfriend for me either," I answered truthfully.

"Since we're getting to know each other better and you are playing with my balls, do you mind if I ask you another question?"

"Go for it. I told you I'm not shy at all."

"Do you ever let that guy Kyle give you blow jobs or anything? I mean isn't living with a gay guy like an opportunity to get head whenever you want it."

"You're just assuming he's gay," I giggled. "But sure. I'd let a gay guy go down on me. I've even fucked a few."

"Seriously? What's it like compared to a chick. Isn't it...you know...kinda gross considering what an ass is for?"

"Nah. Gay guys know how to keep things clean so they're always ready to get laid. But I gotta say an ass is way tighter than a pussy. Sometimes almost too tight."

"That's cool. You go home with blue balls and your roommate can just go down on you."

"Pretty much," I agreed not bothering to tell him anything else. He continued to stroke his cock and I could see his interest peaking as we talked about sex.

"Is it true what they say, that gay guys give the best head?"

"I dunno about the best head, but they certainly give better head than a chick," I told him.

"You ever do it?"

"Get head, sure."

"I mean have you ever given head?"

"Now we are getting personal," I laughed. I didn't answer the question but let my hand move from his balls and up along his shaft until I'd taken over jerking him off. That sure stopped him talking for a minute until he reached over to take hold of my dick.

"Damn, you really are bigger. It feels rubbery compared to mine. I thought they all felt the same."

"Nah. When you do it to yourself the brain knows what's going to happen. When you do it to someone else, it has no idea what's next so the feeling is a hundred times more intense." To prove the point I pulled his foreskin all the way back and ran my finger tip around his cock head rapidly. He squirmed at the sensation. I just smiled without looking at him. I could see his body reacting to being jerked off and I turned the Justin masturbation machine into overdrive. He tensed up and pointed his toes as he got into it. I added more pressure and sped up slightly.

"Shit dude. I'm gonna cum," he said as he let go of my dick, almost proving he was straight because no gay guy would let go of another guys dick before he'd gotten him to blow. I used my other hand to take over on my cock as I jerked us both off. Nate tensed up and held his breath as he shot a big load all over himself. I guess he wasn't as drained as he thought. As soon as he was finished he pushed my hand off his cock and I concentrated on getting myself off. He watched as I shot my own load onto my chest and stomach and then handed me one of his socks to clean up with.

"Damn, I needed that," Nate said. "So cool that you're open minded."

"Yeah, you too. I'm actually super relaxed around you," I said trying to sound straight.

"Me too. Of course it probably helps that we're stoned out of our minds."

I laughed. "That too. You jerk off with a lot of friends?"

"Sometimes. But not a lot of guys are comfortable with it. I just think skin is skin and it's a totally natural thing to do, so why not do it."

"Don't you care that we just jerked each other off?" I asked looking at him for any telltale signs.

"At first it was a bit weird, but since you didn't seem bothered by it, I thought I'd try it too, and it was actually pretty good."

"How far would you go with a guy?" I asked looking at him for clues.

"This is as far as I've ever gone," he smiled. "Like I said if anyone ever did come over and we jerked off, we just did it to ourselves, never to each other. Not sure how far I would go. I guess it would depend on the situation."

"I'm sure there's a psych lesson in this somewhere," I said as I lay back and took a sip of beer. He agreed.

"So maybe we should dare each other to do other stuff and see what our comfort level is," I suggested. Shit, Kyle was right. I was going to keep going until I conquered this guy.

"Like what?" Nate asked.

"How about I take you over to the bed, spread your legs and fuck you for an hour?"

"Nate laughed. "You're funny. If anyone's getting fucked, it'd be you."

"Now you're totally dreaming dude. Maybe the pot is causing hallucinations." But in reality, I was thinking `no shit I'm getting fucked. Then he would get my dick in his ass. Once I had his legs over his head with our tongues battling back and forth in our mouths, I could notch the belt and move to the next guy. But unlike Damian, I'd at least call Nate again. I'd totally learned my lesson on that one. I don't like that Damian hates me, so I wanna make sure I don't screw up again like that. I looked at Nate and smiled. "Maybe we should go wash the cum off ourselves before it dries."

He agreed and we headed to the small bathroom together. There was barely enough room for the two of us. He handed me a wash cloth and I wiped my chest and crotch as he cleaned himself up. Then he took a piss in front of me and we headed back to the couch.

"So what's the plan? More homework or are we going to test our limits?" I asked.

"Up to you," Nate said as he smiled at me nervously.

I knew I had no limits, so this was going to be an easy contest. "Okay, let's get to know each other better so we don't cross any lines when we hang out in the future."

"Sounds solid," Nate agreed "Who goes first and what do we do?"

"You go first and dare me to do something. If I do it, then you have to do the same thing to me. That way we don't ask the other guy to do something we wouldn't be prepared to do ourselves," I offered.

"What if you don't do it?"

"Then you know my limit and I wouldn't be asking you for the same thing. But we really should test ourselves especially while we're so stoned. It stays between us though, okay?" I said trying to be the cautious straight boy. I almost laughed at my evil genius. A cautious straight boy who was actually an open gay guy willing to do pretty much anything. This was a one sided contest for sure.

"Agreed and we shouldn't talk about it afterwards either. We'll just know what we're capable of if we had to," he reasoned. "We can say it's a study in Behaviour and testing boundaries."

"I like it," I agreed. Hell, I'd like anything that got me playing with a cute boy.

"Okay, I dare you to lick my nipple," he said right off the start.

"One or both?" I asked.

"Just one," he replied.

I leaned over and not only licked it, I full on sucked it. He jumped as my teeth pulled on it a bit. I grinned as I sat up. "Your turn."

He leaned over and gave me a quick lick and suck. Nothing exciting, but at least he did it. "Okay your turn," he said looking at me.

I was going to ask for a fuck, but figured maybe I should go slower. "Ummm... how about suck my finger for 15 seconds using lots of tongue."

He grinned and took my hand and pulled up my index finger. He looked at it carefully before putting it in his mouth and sucking on it. It tickled as his tongue ran around the digit and he moved it in and out of his mouth. He was gonna make a great cocksucker with tongue action like that. At the end of 15 seconds I pulled my finger out and dried it on my shirt and now it was my turn. I gave him one hell of a finger job. In fact it was so good that he threw wood before I was done. I didn't say anything.

"Wanna keep going?" He asked.

"Of course. So far this is pretty tame."

"Okay, how about I dare you to kiss my penis," he grinned as he leaned back and spread his legs. He had a lot to kiss since he was erect. I looked at him trying to show hesitancy, and then slowly leaned down and kissed the shaft without touching him. He was equally as hesitant and quick when he kissed mine.

"Since we're being daring, how about you kiss the tip of my penis 5 times," I told him. He looked at me and then at my dick which was still soft. His was still hard with his tip exposed from the foreskin being pulled back. He leaned over and took hold of my dick as he kissed it the required 5 times. He didn't say a word as he sat back up. I went down and kissed his.

"I dare you to suck the end of my dick," he said next.

I looked at him and smiled. "You know, I think we both know where this is going to end up. We both want to experiment while we're stoned, so why don't we stop pretending and go over to your bed and just do it. We'll get it out of our system and go on with being friends."

"What would we do?" Nate asked.

"Let's have sex. Two guys experimenting in University. Seeing what it's all about. We'll do whatever we're comfortable with and once we're done, we don't talk about it. If we end up horny around each other in the future, we'll know how to help the other out without feeling weird about it," I suggested.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"No, but we'll never find out if we don't try. Tomorrow we can always just deny it, if we didn't like it and say we were just stoned."

I stood up and went over to his bed and lay on it waiting for him to join me. He looked over and then slowly got up to join me. "What do we do first?"

"Normally we'd get naked, but we're already there," I laughed. "Lie down and let's just see what happens." He lay beside me and we both faced each other. His blue eyes stared into mine as if we were both waiting for the starting pistol or guidance from someone. Of course, Nate didn't know that I didn't need guidance and was more than capable of driving this bus, and his ass when the time came. After a small delay I reached over and touched his side and ran my hands up and down his body gently feeling it. He was smooth and warm and shaking with nerves a little. I inched slightly closer and he carefully raised his hand to touch my arm and began to rub it. He was so slow and gentle, I almost never felt it. Then his hand moved to my side and copied what I was doing. As he got to my hip and down over the ass cheek, he closed his eyes. I took that as my sign to slide my hand down to his crotch and over his cock. With everything hanging available, I pulled on his balls and rubbed his dick until he was nice and hard, then moved my hand back up his body to his nipples. He was still rubbing my body and so far had avoided my cock. He was exploring my chest. I used my second hand to put it in his hair and rubbed his head. It was so thick and soft. I was trying to keep from boning up and the concentration was killing me. I moved closer and kissed his forehead. When I pulled back his eyes were open and looking at me.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah," I said trying to sound like this was no big deal in a nervous exploratory kind of way. "Wanna keep going?"

He nodded and we moved slightly closer. He finally moved his hand to touch my cock and as he did it, I moved my lips close to his and almost imperceptibly touched them together. He pulled back and looked at me again. I spread my fingers on the back of his head and pulled him back. Our lips touched and he didn't do anything. It was like we were stuck with magnets. I continued to take the lead and pushed my tongue out and licked between his lips. At first I didn't think he would open his mouth, but after his brain processed what was happening at the normal speed of a straight boy, he finally opened up and let me enter. I immediately lost my battle to keep my cock down. I was now fully hard with Nate pulling on it and kissing me. I moved our crotches against each other and took hold of both cocks and stroked them at the same time. I could feel him leaking pre cum as I worked my magic on him. After a short while I broke the kiss and put my top leg over his and pulled us tight against each other. We ground our crotches together and began gyrating. He was finally getting into it. Brain had deactivated and the hormones had taken over.

I pushed him on his back and kissed and licked down his body until I got to the promised land. No point in pretending at this juncture. I sucked his dick into my mouth and listened to him gasp as I went down on him. I didn't give him my `A' game but just sucked up and down on his shaft a few times before coming back up and lying beside him. "How was that?" I asked.

"God, I had no idea. I think guys do give better head. Does this make us gay?" He asked.

"No, it makes us horny stoned guys. Don't complicate it dude," I said as I kissed him again. This time he was much more receptive as I lay almost completely on top of him. It wasn't long before he pushed me off and onto my back. Now it was my turn. He kissed down my body and I could feel him trembling as he got closer to my cock. He paused at my belly button and stabbed it with his tongue a couple times before his hand wrapped around my cock and lifted it up. I watched the back of his head as he apparently checked it out up closely and then cautiously tested it with his tongue. Slowly he put it in his mouth and gave his first blow job.

"Watch the teeth dude," I cautioned at one point as I rubbed his back. He apologized and went back to try again. He was terrible at it, but he was giving it a try at least. I moaned to make him feel better and then raised my ass slowly up to make him think he was really making me crazy horny. When he stopped and came up to lie next to me, he asked the required "How was that?"

"Fucking insane. Are you sure you've never sucked a cock before?"

"No, never. It actually didn't taste that bad. It was just like sucking on skin."

"Well, maybe that's because it is just skin," I laughed. We played with each other's bodies for a while before I spun around and got into a 69 position. I sucked his cock and licked his balls for a while and when I realized he wasn't reciprocating I moved my cock closer to him and pulled his head to it. He got the idea and we sucked each other off. I put my head between his legs and licked down the back of his balls towards his ass. It was time to go for the next phase. I bent his knee so that his foot was flat on the bed and I moved my tongue further back until I was almost at his hole. Nate had stopped sucking me and as I pulled his ass cheeks apart and stabbed my tongue at his hole, he almost flew off the bed. I held him down and rimmed him hard and deep making sure to lick his entire crack and back to his balls. Then my tongue returned to stab at this hole. I think Nate forgot to breathe the entire time I was back there. I was stroking his cock and playing with his balls too. He was leaking so much pre-cum that I thought I might push him over the edge too fast, so I stopped and put his leg back down and sucked his cock a few times to get all the yummy deliciousness off it. Then I wiped my mouth and spun around so we were facing each other again.

"How was that?" I asked.

"Intense man. I had no idea having your ass eaten out like that was so wild. No wonder chicks like it. Do you think it's that intense getting fucked? Is that why gay guys like it so much?"

"We have the prostate which is like the male g-spot, so I thing when something goes in and touches it, it's like a stimulation of some kind."

"So why doesn't it shock you when you take a dump?" He asked.

"I dunno. Maybe it does but we're so focused on what we're doing that we don't notice. Maybe when you're in sex mode, the prostate is more sensitive, like the difference between a soft and hard cock. A limp dick isn't sensitive, but when it gets erect it's totally sensitive." I had no idea but it sounded like straight boy logic to me.

"Maybe."

"I'm willing to find out if you want. We've come this far."

"Whadda ya mean?"

"If you go slow I'd be willing to find out what it feels like to get fucked, and then I can tell you if the prostate is sensitive or not," I offered like the gentleman I am. Always willing to sacrifice in the name of Science. I'm just a humanitarian like that.

"Really? You want me to fuck you?" Nate asked as his eyes darted back and forth as he looked at me to see if I were kidding or not.

"If you go slow and stop if I can't handle it, I'm willing to try it."

He looked at me for a moment and smiled. "What do we do?" He asked quietly.

"Do you have any lotion or lube or anything?"

"Hand lotion in the bathroom," he said. I told him to get it, which he did quickly as I got onto my hands and knees so we could do it doggy style. I put some lotion on my finger and rubbed it into my ass, making it seem much more difficult than it was. Then I turned slightly and poured some on Nate's dick and coated it thoroughly before getting back into position. He kneeled behind me and I could feel him still shaking. The tip of his dick touched my ass and I relaxed to let him enter. He struggled to find the hole until I put my head down on the pillow and reached back to help. I aimed it at the entrance.

"Just go slow dude," I cautioned. I remembered the first time I slid my dick into an ass almost a thousand years ago, or was that a thousand guys ago. I wanted to slam it in and go like the wind. Nate put one hand on his cock to guide it and the other on the small of my back. I did my best to help without looking obvious and as soon as the tip of his dick popped past my sphincter I jumped and moved slightly forward as if trying to get away. I'd popped enough straight boys to know how to act like one. "Stop. Wait. Let me get used to it. It kinda hurts," I said getting into my role.

"Want me to pull out?" He asked concerned.

"No, just don't move for a second." I knew that this would be killing him now that he was inside me. His dick was in total control of his body and it had only one mission now. To send its life giving seeds out to the waiting world. "Okay, go slow," I said after a few seconds. Nate pushed in further and further and I moaned into the pillow as he continued. I was going to get an Academy award for this performance. `Best gay actor pretending to be a straight boy in a gay sex scene.' Nate was finally buried all the way in and I lifted my head. "Holy shit that feel massive dude. Just wait for a sec, before you do anything. Shit my ass feels like there's a tree in there."

"You okay?" Nate asked again.

"Yeah, it just hurts a bit. I heard if you relax and breathe it makes it better. When you pull back the first time, maybe add more lotion. That might help. How does my ass feel on your dick?"

"Tight. Way tighter than a pussy," he admitted.

I waited about 30 seconds and then told him to go ahead. He pulled back slowly and I felt the lotion being poured down my crack as he got almost the whole way out. Then he went back in. I cried out and he stopped.

"Sorry. Sorry." He apologized.

"Keep going," I said. "It's okay." He pushed back in and then began to fuck me. The more he did it, the faster he got and I had to admit it was a good fuck for a first timer. I took hold of my cock and began to stroke it furiously. "Oh shit, don't stop. Fuck me! Keep fucking. Damn that's insane," I cried out to give him encouragement.

Nate fucked me harder and grabbed my hips with both hands and he pounded the hell out of me. I beat my cock for all it was worth. "I'm gonna cum dude. Should I pull out?" He yelled out a little louder than necessary.

"God NO! Keep going don't stop now. I'm almost there. Shit!" I screamed as he drilled my hole. He dug his fingers into me and thrust hard as he reached orgasm crying out as he did it. I smiled to myself and tightened my ass around his throbbing cock. I actually was enjoying it and shot my own load as I sat up quickly and wrapped my hand around his head and turned to kiss him. I fired my jizz all over his bed and thrust back against his sensitive dick one more time. I pulled it out and acted like it hurt like a bitch as my ass slammed shut, when in actual fact I could have gone another few rounds. "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cum all over your bed. That was the most intense thing I've ever felt," I said panting as we both came down from our orgasmic high.

"No worries. Was it really that good? Did it hurt?"

"It did at first. I thought you were ripping my ass open," I exaggerated. "But once I got use to it and you started to fuck, it was like you hit a switch and my whole body went crazy. Then when you pulled out and my ass slammed shut. That hurt a bit. I guess we shoulda pulled out slower."

"Sorry," he said. "Was it really that intense? Do you think that's the prostate thing?"

"I'm guessing. Shit, I may let Kyle fuck me every day instead of beating off if it's like that," I said keeping the fabrication going.

"So he is gay?" Nate smiled as I officially outted Kyle. Not that it was a secret or anything.

"Yeah, but don't tell him I told you. That's for him to say, not me. "Can I use your bathroom, my ass feels full." I ran off and closed the door as I sat on the toilet and drained the cum. I smiled and felt quite proud of myself for getting laid. Then I thought of Damian and my smile faded slightly. I wouldn't ignore Nate after this. I still wanted to be friends with him. I came back out and Nate was still on the bed, but had pulled his underwear back on. I guess we were done for today.

"Thanks. I think my ass is gonna be sore for a week," I laughed. "This just stays with us right?"

"Definitely," Nate agreed. "I didn't hate it though. I guess it's true what you read. Guys know how to get other guys off. Weird huh?"

"Kinda, but it totally makes sense. We haven't a clue how girl parts work, so we just do what we think will turn them on. We know what turns us on, so we just do that."

"I'm totally relaxed though. We both shot off twice. I think I might like studying here," I grinned.

"As long as we study," Nate laughed. "I'm so tired I could nap for a few hours. I'll deny this if you ever say anything, but I think you're the best lay I've ever had."

"Shut up, homo," I chuckled as I pushed him. "We're friends with benefits. But you owe me a fuck."

He looked at me and shrugged. "I suppose I do, but could you get a smaller dick? If I hurt you when I went in, I may need morphine before that thing goes in me." We both laughed. I said I had to get going, so we packed up my stuff, called a cab and I got dressed. It was a bit of an awkward goodbye. We'd just had sex, kissed and fucked, but now we were back to being `straight boys'. I gave him the bro hug with one hand over the shoulder as we parted company. I wanted to do more, but that might cross the bro code line.

The weekend was almost here and I promised Blake we would go do something, so I wouldn't be hanging out with Nate for a couple days. Probably a good thing as he needed time to think about today. When I got home Kyle bounced down the stairs and looked at me.

"And Justin is back!" he said grinning wildly. "You had me worried for a day. I thought you were losing your touch."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"You got laid. I can see it all over your face," he grinned.

"Shit! I was sure I washed it all off," I said sarcastically.

"How was he? You bone him?"

"He was fine for a virgin straight boy. And he boned me, if you MUST know," I laughed.

"I must. I must! So when are we having a three-way?"

"Down boy. He's still straight and we were just `experimenting.'"

"I've seen how you `experiment'," he laughed. Kurt is still being experimented on and Patrick is almost a complete conversion.

"You can't convert the willing."

"That's not the saying. It's you can't rape the willing," he replied with a smile. "Speaking of the willing, Aaron and Jordan are coming over tonight. Feel like joining us for some fun later? They are always up for experiments."

"I'll see what else is planned, but I wouldn't mind taking a ride on Aaron again. It's been a while since I've had that big dick in me."

Kyle grinned. "He was saying the same thing a couple days ago."

I shook my head and we went off to find Blake in the playroom with Twitch and Connor from next door.

"Hey guys."

"Hi Dad. I'm showing Connor my bunny. I think I've figured out what we should do this weekend. We're gonna go water skiing. Connor and Darren are gonna come too if that's okay. So it'll be me and Cory. Connor and Darren and you and Colin and Kyle, if you want to go too."

"Thanks buddy, but I have plans already. Maybe next weekend," Kyle said politely. "I gotta run and pick up the guys. I'll be back for dinner though."

"I thought they were dinner," I said quietly.

"Shut up!" he grinned and ran off.

I left Connor and Blake playing with the rabbit and went to get ready for the weekend ahead.

End of Chapter. So much going on. Justin may have to clone himself to have enough time. Just what we need...more Justins. Comments always welcome at outinwest@gmail.com