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``Twas a overcast Sunday, and I drank my coffee. As always beyond potent, and I was happy yet disappointed to go to the police academy tomorrow. Week one had been for the most part excellent, and I had liked my instructors. This would be the week of a lot of legal and law classes. My hope was now at 22, and having a bachelor's in Criminal Justice, that the work done at the university would help with this. Some officers of the Catonsville police department, were kind enough to confirm that it made things easier. Yet they also said "don't get complacent, as the exams are really difficult." Great as if you didn't get 90%, you'd get one chance to take it again. Then if not successful, your time at the academy was over.
I had no illusions that are class would have dropouts. Yet the 90% score requirement made me nervous. All these years of education, and now my career was on the line. Bob had called me, and boosted my confidence. Yet as I finished my waffles, I got a text. Looking at it I was stunned. Brian typed "are you sleeping with another guy?" My heart beat sped up. Sitting there I knew he saw my read notice, and what could I do? I wasn't sure of how he connected the dots with Chang, because he followed this up with "guess you like Asian guys more." Damn. This was not how today was to start off. I was frustrated and now saddened. Yes it was my fault, but then again our relationship hadn't ever become official or anything. Yet there were emotions, laughter, and I really enjoyed my 18 year old boy toy. That peach ass and those eyes, just for whatever reason always made me hard, along with desiring him so damn much.
Sweating I texted "yes I'm seeing another guy. I'm sorry this bothers you." Seconds became minutes. Brian was upset. I wasn't happy now too, despite the last two days being truly incredible. I kept texting him, and got no response. This was turning into a nightmare. That alarm clock needed to sound, but deep down I knew things had taken a turn for the worse. What to do about this? I asked Brian if he'd go to lunch with me today, at McCormick and Schmicks. After some consternation, he finally agreed. Was so worried. How was his state of mind? What could I say to make this better? There was angst and my stomach was turning. As a young man, this was my first experience, with my hands or something else in the cookie jar.
Finally as the morning wore on, I noticed the start of a headache. Stress definitely. Tomorrow I'd be running around academy grounds, doing who knows what, but I hopped in the shower. Looking down I was still smooth after taking a power dump, and the soap all over coated my otherwise strong hairy body. Yet I knew Brian liked me clean shaven best, so I used my Dollar Shave club razors. The mustache and jawline were clear of the fuzz, and I put on Nautica Voyage. Dressing up nicely, brushing my hair back in the mirror, I was ready to meet the guy I really was into. Would he show up, and if he did, was he going to lash into me? No doubt he was correct to be angry, as even though we weren't a couple, it would have been the polite thing to have done. His words "how would you feel" resonated.
Brian was at the table. He was so sexy, but as he saw me, he didn't even make the attempt to greet me. Sitting there he just glared at me. Our waiter came by, and she was correct to ID me for the Heineken beer. Tension was in effect. There was this invisible wall, and I wasn't sure what to do, to get Brian in a better mood. Sitting there silently, I just felt bad that I had let him down. His feelings were hurt, there was no denying this. So wanted to kiss, hug him, and say "how sorry I was." Jenny as she came back, seemed intimately aware of our discomfort. To her credit she used a little bit of humor, and we both ordered the salmon with rice pilaf. Also we got an appetizer.
This wasn't celebration time. Yet finally Brian and I were, able to discuss a few things. He seemed to understand I was sorry. Yet most of what we talked about was superficial at best. I didn't want to lose him, and was honest with my apology. His eyes showed a piercing nature I had never seen before. Our meals arrived. At least we could both agree, that the food was delicious. Healthy also which was helpful. Paying the bill, Brian said "let's go for a walk." As the sun shone with no clouds, it seemed a perfect time to be out and about, despite our situation being unresolved. Tension was still the prevailing emotion, and as we walked, Brian really tore into me.
There was nothing I could do. He was really upset. Then again I was too, as despite the physical pleasure Chang brought, it had nothing on what we did. Brian was really my connection, and for a 18 year old high school student, he was wiser than his years. I tried holding hands with him, but this attempt was unsuccessful. Batted away and I just felt like the lowest life form ever. I was the reason for my disappointment. Brian and I were both upset, which led to tears. Finally he said let's sit on the bench by a small lake. He held my hands, and told me how I had "broken his heart." I apologized for being "the disappointment I was." It wasn't a good feeling. This was an all time low, and yet despite our tears, he hugged me. Soon we both were blubbering messes. We talked about what we had. It was very special what we had. The emotions we had for each other were valid. Finally we had a real breakthrough, as he kissed me and said, "let's go to your house, as today I'm going to make you cry, as for once I'm going to put my penis in you. Call it payback but you deserve it."
His lips on mine were electric. Those eyes were as sexy as can be imagined. Yet as scared of having to get fucked, I really wanted him to stay with me. Driving back to the house, my hope was that he was just kidding. Never before had I ever been penetrated. I was an alpha male top only. Yet this was his condition, and it showed me a way to keep my guy. This was going to be a one time deal, as I'm not anyone's bitch. What a peculiar agreement and situation this is. Yet Brian was with me. That was paramount. We had this strange and intense feeling in the car, and although he wasn't hung like I was, this was new ground that I wasn't comfortable with. Yes I had my guy back, but had never thought of this as a real possibility.
As I drove, we kissed when we could, both of our hands on each others crotch. I absolutely adored him and his penis, and today I was going to give him the most vigorous soaking blowjob of my existence. He was actually looking happier. His natural color had come back, and if this was what would repair the damage I had caused, it was no hope that this would sustain us somehow. Pulling into the house it was getting real. It was going to happen, and my stomach was all over the place, as I never imagined the scenario that was on tap to happen. Putting the car into drive, the windows were fogged, as our combustible like kissing was intense. We were about to cover new ground, as when we walked into the house, his hands were on my ass to show me what was coming my way. This was nerve wracking, and I know he was enjoying being in control.
To be continued.