Billy
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Author's Note
This is a continuation of the story Bad Boy through the eyes and actions of a new character introduced in the last chapter of Bad Boy. It is going to take some time to set the scene. So please stay with me. In addition, I am going to use a lot internal dialogue that the character has with himself. I was going to use the term, stream of consciousness, but my writing is not at that literary level. There will be lots of truncated sentences. You know from my writing that I do know how to construct a sentence. Hope it works. Let me know. It is always good to hear from readers.
Oh, damn, not what I expected this labour Day afternoon. Sean sitting, sipping coffee with a really attractive guy. The number of things that went through my head. Eight years! Sean looking really trim, well filled out and happy. The guy next to him, good looking, casual but expensive clothes, trim, athletic body. Sitting comfortably together and seemed so relaxed and easy with each other. Must be here to visit the O'Learys on Labour Day weekend. You don't bring just anyone to the O'Leary household. Sean looked so happy until he saw me out of the corner of his eye. The look of absolute distaste, anger. Still remember that last meeting, the bruised ribs lasted a long time reminding me of my stupidity. All that flashed through my brain in seconds.
Both Jackie and I had stopped dead inside the Starbucks. I couldn't just turn around and leave. Jackie knew that we were estranged but had no idea why. Couldn't let that out in this town. Life wouldn't be worth living. Thank god she had the presence of mind to react but when I heard her reaction, I cringed inside myself. She told them we would get a coffee and then asked if could we join them. I heard the tone in Sean's 'sure why not'. The anger and the total dislike as if I were a piece of dirt on the floor.
We got our coffee and sat down; neither Sean nor I looked at each other. The guy with Sean, thank the lord, took the lead and introduced himself, Thomas, Sean's friend. Why in god's name did I mutter, 'a friend, sure', in that tone of voice. I saw Sean stiffen. OK, I was rattled but surely, not totally stupid. Will, pull yourself together. Shut up. You had thought this through long ago. What you did was wrong and trying to force him back into that relationship after his first year of community college when he was no longer a young kid and strong, was just so wrong and stupid, on top of it. You deserved what he gave you.
The guy I thought of as one of my best buddies at one time in high school had come to hate me. It changed me. Never went with a guy again. Embarked on an eight year search for a female who I could connect with. I guess the town was too small. No one seemed to be right. Oh I did alright. Lots of women ready for the odd roll in the sack. Then there were the frequent business trips. In the last years, Jackie and I were friends with benefits as the saying goes. But even with her, I didn't want to go any further. I came to feel that I just would never connect. From the looks of it, Sean had made his choice and looked so content. This guy must be really something to bring him home to meet Uncle Philip. Although since he joined AA, Uncle Philip had changed for the better.
Luckily Sean spoke up and talked really nicely to Jackie asking about her family and what she was doing. He seemed honestly interested. Thomas finally looked at me and asked about my job. I had too had gone to community college and then finished Business Administration in University. I had a pretty good job in a local factory. It was challenging and we had joined with a bigger firm so I was quite often off on business for the firm. Perhaps one day, I would get a call from head office to move up in the firm as my reviews and activities in the local firm were pretty good if I do say so myself. I was even considering applying for some of the listed job openings.
OK focus your mind, Will. Looks as if we are running out of things to talk about. If you get a chance, do it. Do what you should have done years ago. Try and square things with Sean. You have had to miss so many family parties when you knew that he would be there. It is ridiculous.
Thomas was saying that they should be getting back to the O'Learys as they had to be at work tomorrow. Will, it is now or never. I suddenly found myself asking, "Could I have a couple of minutes alone with Sean."
Thomas leaned over and said something in Sean's ear. Oh, Sean's reaction. It was the old Sean that I had known once upon a time. He laughed and gave Thomas such a smile. It was a simple, loving smile, even I could see that. I almost felt sad. Jackie and Thomas left.
I was left with the guy that I had known so well and didn't know anymore. Will, just do it; keep it simple and direct. No blame on him. For the first time, I looked directly at him. "Sean, I have had a lot of time to reflect, over eight years." I paused looking at him intently. "What happened years ago was wrong and it was my fault. Can you ever accept my apology?"
I waited for him to verbally strike out at me. He didn't. "Billy, I guess I have accepted over the years what you did but not forgotten. Everything really hurt me physically and mentally and it screwed me up for a long time. I think that if I hadn't met Thomas, I would still be walking wounded. So yes but we shall never be best buddies again. Let's see what comes of this. Give my best to your folks and maybe we shall meet at some of the family parties."
He had paused choosing his words carefully. Direct, to the point. I couldn't have asked for anything more gracious. The burden of eight years started to lift. We talked some more. I was correct about his relationship with Thomas. Thomas' comment of asking Sean if he would have to bail him out of jail and the wonderful laugh and smile that Sean gave him was a demonstration of how close and caring they were for each other. I have no one like that in my life. Sad. Time to give this some thought. Then he told me about him and Thomas. Wow, the respect and the commitment that Sean had for this guy.
But Sean was not finished. This new Sean was thoughtful and well spoken. He had discovered in those early experiments with me that he liked men not women. Then finally the twist but not a bad twist. It came off as concern for me. Had I really explored all the options in my life and was I more like him in my desires than I was willing to admit? Not exactly what he said but it is what he meant or at least what it meant to me. Then the final warm smile and the offer to help if I wanted. Wow this guy had become someone special. I suspected that Thomas was a very lucky guy.
He left me with an offer to come to the city and explore if I wanted. No pressure. My decision. Easy. No, not easy. In a few minutes, without knowing it, he challenged eight years of my life. OK, put that aside. You are with Jackie. She can't know how I have been challenged.
We left and I watched the two of them jostling each other as they walked down the street. To anyone else, it would appear like two male friends having fun. To me, it seemed like an intimate moment between lovers when they couldn't do anything in a public place. My feelings? Envy and fear.
It was obvious how Jackie wanted this afternoon to end. It was the last thing I wanted at that moment but I owed her more than a trumped up excuse. She really had been a good friend over the last couple of years so I put my thoughts aside and concentrated on her.
"Welcome back, Billy. You disappeared for a little while."
Will, don't lie. "Yeah just lost in thought about what happened back there. We settled our problem. I'm just surprised."
"Oh, you mean the one you won't talk about!"
I gave her a little smile. "That one, yep."
"Want to come back for a drink?"
"That would be a great way to end the Labour Day weekend." I smiled putting my arm over her shoulder.
It had been good day and we talked on the way back to Jackies and I did focus on her. We served each other a drink and Jackie sat beside me on the couch. After some talk about school and old friends like Sean as we sipped our drink, Jackie put her hand on my leg. That was usually her signal for what she wanted next. I was not going to end the day on a sour note and in truth, I hadn't actually been with anyone for a while so it didn't take much to get the juices flowing. I turned and looked at her and gave her a gentle kiss. What ever had happened that day, she responded with vigour.
We very quickly ended on her bed with nothing on. She moved my head down, down to where she loved to feel my hot tongue and mouth. I liked her taste and I loved watching and listening to her get caught up in the passion and feelings of sex as I licked and sucked her. I like to think that I was now a considerate partner and so in a very few minutes, she let me know that she was ready. As I moved up, she took me in her mouth and it was my time to lose myself in the sensations. She liked different positions and today, she had her feet on the floor, knees and hands on the bed with her beautiful ass facing me. I put on the condom and felt the wonderful wetness and heat as I entered her. In this position, I was able to us my finger on her easily and when I felt her coming, I let myself go and we finished within a minute of each other.
We lay nestled together under the covers sharing the moments of intimacy. It was strange; I felt close to her but when I tried to imagine this with her for many years, well I just couldn't. I put my arms around her and we fell asleep. When we woke, we had a bite to eat and I left telling her it had been a great day. I am sure that she wanted to hear more than that from me. But I couldn't. It would not be fair to her.
Over the next weeks, I had this internal dialogue going in my mind about who I was and what I wanted out of life. One night a week after Labour Day, I tried something different. I needed to get myself off to go to sleep and instead of imagining a women, I imagined the young Sean and me. I am not even sure that it was Sean as such but it was a younger guy and in my imagining, we did a lot of the things that Sean and I had done. But instead of the rough demanding sex, I replaced it with the more gentle interplay that Jackie and I had had on Labour Day. Except in the video in my mind, it was guy on the bed with me. Have not been that hard in a long time. Intense finish.
The next week I went on line and googled 'male gay videos'. I had no idea that all that even existed. Young men in their 20s or early 30s, smooth, hairy, big, average, all in shape as I was. I watched them suck and fuck. That night I shot a load that had never been that big or strong before. Was Sean right? Was this what was missing from my life?
Intermingled, of course, the fear, all the repercussions cluttered my mind: talk around the town, being the butt of gossip, comments at hockey or baseball and work. My parents!! It was like a never ending film loop. If I could not find a female, how would I ever find a man? Did I want to?
I realized at some point that my mind had set a timetable of making a decision by the Thanksgiving weekend. Not a firm definite decision but one that might lead to exploration. Aunt Brenda, Sean's mother, was having us all on Sunday night for the Thanksgiving feast and rumour had it that Sean and a male 'friend' would be there. Yeah, the rumours, not unexpected. That would be what I would have to live with. Lost some sleep but I finally arrived at a decision. I would visit Sean and Thomas and see what would happen. Oh, not with them. They were clearly in their own world which I, of all people, wanted to respect. Sean said that he had friends and connections.
The Sunday came. Strange how one sees things differently depending on ones state of mind. I was in turmoil but it was just the same scene. All my uncles and aunts, cousins, their children. Looking the same and saying much the same to each other. My mind saw everything differently. I came alone and looked at the couples and families. I watched Sean and Thomas. As I talked to close relatives, I saw the little touches that the two gave each other. Thomas was introduced to all as a friend of Sean's from the city. Thomas had a really great manner with people. He must have known what people were thinking but if it bothered him, it just didn't show. I saw Brenda give him a couple of hugs and Philip was the one who took him around and introduced him after getting him a beer. It was clear that he had become part of the family almost instantly.
Then the soccer game. Thomas just took charge. He made up the rules and no one questioned; he was the boss. It made the afternoon for a lot of the younger kids and I had a ball. First Thanksgiving I really enjoyed. We arrived back for supper and I was starved and filled with excitement. I was going to ask to visit Sean and Thomas. Then I found out from one of my uncles who had talked to Thomas that he was a doctor and almost in charge of the ER. Would never have guessed and yet somehow it didn't totally surprise me.
What a wonderful meal! Most of us were groaning with pleasure as we sat or stood in groups after supper. I wanted to wait for my dessert then I could enjoy it. No missing the gym this week. Don't even want to think about what I have eaten. Thomas had finished talking to one of the aunts and I went over immediately to talk to him.
I congratulated him on the soccer game and told him it helped make the day for me. He just smiled and said that it was a lot of fun. We talked about our jobs. He even asked if I was still called Billy and I told him with a smile that I had several names. William or Will at work and Bill or Billy at home and with old friends. He eventually got it out of me that I liked Will. He said that was what he would call me, well, depending on Sean. I was thinking of how to ask him my question. He almost looked as if he were waiting for me to do something. His reaction was what I expected. Yes, of course, from him but it was between me and Sean. He almost ended the chat so that I could go to Sean.
I approached Sean with some trepidation. Would he still feel the same way as on Labour Day or would reflection have turned him sour on me? OK, do it Will.
"Your Mom is a fantastic cook and organized one of the best Thanksgivings."
"One of the few you have attended and I am really glad that you are here. I was impressed with what you did on Labour Day and very glad you did it."
I think he could see that my eyes were beginning to water and he stepped into my space. "It's OK Billy. We are good." He put his hand on my shoulder. Why is that touch can mean so much? Sean's hand on my shoulder said more than his words could. I told him of my talk with Thomas.
"Sean would it be OK if I came next weekend and stayed with you?"
"So Thomas said it was up to you and me? Then the answer is yes. We usually go out on Friday or Saturday to the club. We socialize with the guys, drink, talk and dance. It IS a gay club." He looked at me for confirmation.
"I figured that. I'll be OK." I gave him the smile that he had given me on Labour Day.
"Billy, you can do what you want. There is no pressure from us. We just want you to have a good weekend. I want to reconnect with you. I want you to get to know Thomas. We are living together permanently now." He gave me his wonderful smile. "We shall give you a key and you can come and go as you wish."
"Sean you know that I am conflicted as hell. Not sure what to do. I thought to myself as I watched you and Thomas together on Labour Day and today that I both envied you and was fearful at the same time. You guys don't seem to care who knows what."
"Never show fear or question yourself when it comes to matters like this. You are who you are. You have to live with yourself. Thomas has taught me a lot. He convinced me to visit my parents as a couple and see how it has turned out."
We chatted for a few more minutes and we agreed to email each other to work out the details. Smiles and warm, strong handshakes. He even pulled me closer to him. I was committed.
A few minutes later, I scanned the room and Thomas was talking to Uncle Earl. Damn, Uncle Earl had joined a fundamentalist church and he was a right wing, evangelical. Strange given his reputation of adultery over the years. Didn't look as if the conversation was going well. Thomas looked calm and cool but Uncle Earl looked as if he was getting more and more upset. I quietly started to wander over to them. I heard Thomas' words of born in the image of god just like Uncle Earl and that he too had heard rumours about Uncle Earl, adultery. Thomas had spoken at some length. Uncle Earl's eyes bugged out of his head and he seemed to be breathing hard. Oh, oh. I quickened my steps to get involved. I almost bumped into Uncle Philip who was headed quickly in the same direction. I loved the man. He grabbed Thomas and put his arm over his shoulder and took him to the dessert table. I am sure I heard Uncle Philip call Uncle Earl an intolerant hypocrite.
In a few minutes, I saw Uncle Earl in a heated discussion with Aunt Brenda and he left in a huff. Aunt Brenda called Thomas over and gave him kiss on the cheek. No doubt where they stood. The quiet that had come over the room changed to intense discussions. I noticed that Uncle Earl's son and daughter did not leave with him. His son was just shaking his head in dismay.
The party ended later in the evening with lots of kisses and goodbyes. For me, it was as if my world had changed. The town was not filled with bigots. The O'Learys had made their stand and everyone seemed to accept it. I was going to Sean's to explore.
The rest of the week was a whirlwind. Jackie phoned to get together and I suddenly developed meetings at work and told her about going to visit Sean. I decided to stop worrying and just go and see what happened. I would probably come back home ready to make my peace with my life as it was.
I took an early leaving on Friday and arrived at Sean's at 5:30. I had phoned and told Thomas my estimated time of arrival and he told me he had some supper ready and that Sean might be late.
The apartment was small but really comfortable. Surprised when Thomas greeted me at the door with a smile and hug. We took my things down the hall to a small guest room/study. Good choice of drinks but I chose a light beer, clearer head. Sean's arrival was exactly the same as Thomas', a smile, a hug and a warm welcome. They just naturally gave each other a kiss. It was the look that was so great that went with the kiss. Connection.
"Will, it is good to see you. Good trip down? Rush hour not too bad."
They really did talk. I was no longer Billy but Will. New name, new start. Hmm. "All went well. Took a little time off this afternoon. Let's eat; you must be starved."
Good supper. Chit chat about our day. Talk turned to getting ready for the club. Showers, changing out of the day's clothes. I admitted that I was becoming a bit nervous.
"So tell me about tonight."
"Simple. Be prepared. Gay club. Slightly different rules. You might get your ass groped or even other parts. You are well built and attractive. You will be asked to dance. Do what you want to dance? Maybe dance with our guys first and then branch out if you want. Don't want to dance with guys, just be thoughtful." He gave one of his smiles. For him, so simple. "Oh, here is a key. Come and go as you want. Papa and I aren't going to stay awake to ask for an accounting." His tone of voice had us all chuckling.
9 o'clock and the place was busy. By 10 it was loud and pulsing with energy. Their friends, just great. Really liked Mike and Peter. They couldn't say enough good things about Thomas and Sean. I had fortified myself with a beer and had my first dance with Mike.
What a culture shift for me! Strange. No women. All guys. Some dancing apart, some close together. Hands on shoulders, hips and asses. Laughing, little kisses. My eyes were popping. You could see that some guys were erect in their tight fitting pants. A few hands went down to lightly stroke, in some cases, the sizable bulge. No one even seemed to notice and certainly didn't care.
Mike was a good dancer but he brought me back to the table when a slow dance started up. I sat drinking as I watched Sean and Thomas on the floor totally immersed in each other as they flowed with the rhythm of the slow beat. Later. I danced with Mike again, Peter, Mark and Louis. We all gathered back at the table with lots of jokes and comments. What a great evening.
Around 11, a guy came up to the table, acknowledged Sean, came over and asked me to dance. He introduced himself as Paul (Chapter 1, Bad Boy). He seemed to know Sean. He was our age, well built and ruggedly good looking. I told him it would be my pleasure. He actually stopped, looked at me from head to toes and said no it would be his. Wow. The look, almost took my breath away. Tingles all over. Surprised at the effect on me.
He guided me to the dance floor. Touch on my shoulder was electric. Great dancer. We smiled and laughed at his moves. Couldn't talk, too noisy. He had on tight jeans and I could see his muscles move under the denim. When he rotated I could see his ass, full and firm. His shirt was open to about the middle of his chest, hairless and well developed. He was about my height, about 6 foot and had a swimmer's build, not big but well developed chest. Couldn't let my eyes linger on the fairly firm bulge in the front of his pants. Eventually the music turned slow. He looked at me for my decision. What a great smile.
I leaned into him and simply told him that I had never had a slow dance with a man. He held me out from himself looking at me and told me that he would like to be the first. Never felt anything like this before. The feel of hard flesh and muscle, the smell of a man. The odd touch of a beard on my face as we danced; he had just a day's growth. Large, strong hands moving over my back and slowly down over my ass. We danced close and our bodies rubbed against each other. Oh I could feel the pressure he was putting on my ass. Not hard but doing its job. I was sure that I could feel his bulge getting bigger. Shit, could he feel mine because I was growing?
At end of the group of songs, he steered me to the bar. I was almost breathing hard. Unfocused with all the sensations. "This your first time here?"
I decided to be honest and see where that would lead. Flight? Maybe. So be it. "My first time in a gay bar. Sean and Thomas brought me."
"You glad you came?"
I could flirt with a girl why not a man. "I'm glad you asked me to dance."
He started to laugh and put his hand on my cheek and caressed it. "You know ... I would like to talk about your reaction. Another dance and then a drink at my place?"
There is was, in or out. He smiled watching me think about my answer. "OK, dance and a drink at your place. I'll give you warning. I am new to this."
"Will, I would never force myself on a guy. I respect Sean and you are his friend."
"Nicely said Paul. Thanks."
We danced fast dances and then a slow one. I have seldom been this keyed up at a dance. I went to our table. Leaned over to Sean. "Paul has asked me back for a drink." I looked at Sean.
"Paul's a good guy. You will enjoy his company."
"See you later."
"We shall see you when we see you." He had a really nice smile on his face.
I had driven my car at Sean's suggestion and I followed Paul. He had a nicely furnished small condo quite close to the centre of the city. He got me a drink as I looked around the place.
"Nice place."
"Yeah, bought it a few years ago when prices were lower. Has done me well. So tell me about yourself. You say that you are new to this."
"I had experiences in my teens but straight since then. Have not really made a connection with any female. Oh the sex is OK but nothing more." I stopped looking at Paul. "Sean invited me to explore."
"I bet in your 'teenage experiences' you were always the top." I nodded my head. "A wild guess, with Sean?" I nodded again.
"Will, anytime you want to stop, just tell me. You are a very attractive guy. Come here. Enough talk. I would bet you are nervous as hell, unsure, ready to run." He smiled and patted the empty spot beside him.
As I moved to him, "You are right. However, I am no virgin but THIS ... is basically new and strange for me. But I chose to come." I smiled at him.
He didn't say anything but patted the seat beside him again. I sat. He did exactly what Jackie would do. He put his hand on my leg, left it there and simply looked at me. I put my hand on his thigh. My action must have given him the signal to go ahead. He raised both his hands to my face and touched it and then my neck and gave me a peck on the lips. "Will, again, you are a very attractive man."
He undid the buttons of my shirt and opened my shirt. Soon his fingers were playing with the hair and then suddenly they were on my nipples. This was something that few women did to me but whenever a women had touched them, I felt sparks right down to my groin. Oh oh that was what it was doing right now. OK decision time. Tonight had to be an equal partnership. Can't let Paul make all the moves.
"Feels fantastic. Sending sparks in all the right directions." I spread my legs wider to let him know that I was open to him and let him see I was filling out. In fact, I started to rub his thighs closer and closer to his enlarging basket.
He smiled a knowing smile. "Want to go somewhere more comfortable?"
I had made my decision, only one answer. My answer was to stand up and reach out my arms to pull him up. I undid his shirt and took it off. It dropped to the floor. I said what I was thinking. "Paul, wonderful, defined, smooth chest. Hope you don't mind my not so smooth chest."
As he took off my shirt, he looked with appreciation. "Will, you are the package. Chest well defined, broad and I like the short hair and the narrow trail that leads to where I want to go in a few minutes." He raised his eyebrows. He leaned over and licked my nipples. My moan made him smile. "A man like me. Love to have them licked and bitten."
I took that as an invitation and very quickly had him making noises in his throat. He tasted great. He shifted and in a nice gentle gesture, pulled away, put an arm over my shoulder and led me to the bedroom.
I realized that I had lost any inhibitions that I had had. I loved his smell, his taste. His body was amazing. He was everything that Sean had implied. I knew what their connection must have been. Paul must look in envy at Thomas perhaps wondering why not him. OK, Will, make him feel good.
I stepped back and looked at him with admiration. Then I decided that I had to take the lead. I undid his belt and zipper and gently pulled pants and shorts off. Hadn't seen this in real life in many years. Trim waist. Lovey light hair on his legs and the beautiful cock sticking straight out. Strange thought, I could hang his shorts there, he is so hard. I touched the head and caressed him; he drew in his breath and closed his eyes. Very soon he pulled away and striped me. I was soon drawing in my breath from his feather like touches but staring at him intensely. I am sure he could hear and see me swallowing.
He manoeuvred us so that we were lying on the bed facing each other. He looked at me. "Thanks for taking the lead; now it is my turn."
He started running his hands over my chest and flicking my nipples with his fingers. Then nipping them with his teeth. Then licked down my chest, stomach and used his tongue on my thighs until he moved and had my balls in his mouth. I was very vocal but I almost yelled when I felt his mouth surround the head of my cock.
No women every did what he did to me then. Hot mouth sucking alternating with licks on the head and up and down my cock. Light tongue as he sucked me. Then taking my cock all the way down and sucking with his entire mouth. Almost milking me. Minutes later couldn't take more. I pushed him off breathing hard.
Looked down. I was wet and glistening. I looked at his hard red cock with liquid oozing out the tip. Basically never done this before. I had never wanted to do this to Sean, too gay. I wasn't gay. I sighed to myself. Bent down and just licked the liquid onto my tongue. Nice taste and I could smell his muskiness. "Good taste. Could get used to that." Took his head gently into my mouth and slowly sucked it. I repeated what he had done to me. I swear that my hard cock got harder and that I could feel more precum brimming out of me.
He pulled my head off of him and looked at me. "Can I kiss you?"
"Oh, yes. Kisses, very erotic."
Minutes might have passed when he broke the kisses. I was just there with him. No sense of time. He looked at me with lust in his eyes. "I want you to take me. I want to see you when you enter me." My sex befuddled brain just nodded OK. He reached over. Suddenly, he was putting a condom on me and he was doing it so damn erotically. He lay on his back and opened himself to me and pulling up his legs. I was opening him with my fingers and then putting in lots of lube. I had read somethings on the internet and was ready for this. Then I let him put lots on me. He smiled as I hovered over him. He took me and placed me at his entry. Even that felt sexy as he stroked me lightly.
My brain was directing this show. Go slowly and then hold. Watch his face carefully. Saw nothing but pure pleasure on it. His hands were over my chest and then down my back. Sensations every where he touched. Hands on my ass pulling me into him. All the way in. I just stopped. The feeling!. So tight. So hot. I could feel his muscle pulsing around me. Different from a woman.
Breaking my revery, he looked at me with a little smile. "Know what to do next?"
I tried to be coquettish. "Tell me what you want, stud."
"Take me. This is your night." I kissed him and started to move. The sensations were incredible as I moved taking long slow movements in and out. That inflamed me and I changed to faster and harder strokes. He was obviously enjoying himself as he verbally encouraged me and told what he wanted me to do. I stopped several times just to cool off. I didn't want this it end too quickly. His hands were everywhere. He almost sent over one time when his hands went down my ass and one finger touched my entry. What a shock! It felt so good. Sent sparks through my nerves. Didn't know it would feel like that.
He finally put his legs over my back and started to stroke himself. I sped up. He started moaning that he was getting close. I let him know that I was too. I saw and felt his first pulse. His muscles clenched my rigid cock and in several hard strokes I came. I don't know who cried out the loudest, perhaps we were even. He shot several long shots and then it flowed out onto his stomach. When I came out, we lay together in the afterglow holding each other as our breathing returned to normal. I had the presence of mind to go to the bathroom and dispose of the condom and get a warm, damp cloth and towel.
As I cleaned us, my mind was wondering. Now the question that I had really not figured out. Did I leave or stay the night. How did one deal with that. I didn't have to worry.
"Will, some guys like to stay for a few minutes and then leave. Others like to stay the night. Closeness. Intimacy." I told him that it was his place; he could decide. I guess I was really saying that I didn't want to leave. He could have told me that most guys wanted to leave or that he had something on the next morning. He didn't. He put his arms around me, turned off the light beside us and we lay talking intimately. I really enjoyed the closeness and the his arms around me. I finally fell asleep feeling very good about the night.
The next morning, I woke up with arms around me and a very hard cock against my ass. I was hard in less than a minute. I must have moved or done something because a hand moved from my chest down to my hip and then to my cock. He started to stroke me.
"One of the reasons, I like guys staying; the next morning can be a really good start to the day. Wouldn't you agree."
"That feels like a dangerous weapon on my ass." I let him see the grin on my face.
"Hey I am the one holding the weapon." He stroked me. "I would like you to demonstrate your skills, again." We both seemed to enjoy the start to the day equally.
The shower together was fun. Breakfast was easy and comfortable. I told him that I should get back to Sean's to forestall the police and search parties. With a chuckle, he reluctantly agreed. We exchanged cards.
"Will, just to let you know, I really enjoyed being with you but don't feel obligated. This is new for you and you may want to explore. However, if you are ever in town and want to get together, don't hesitate, call. I would really like that."
"Paul, Sean told me you were a good guy and I would enjoy your company. The understatement of the year. I have a lot to think about."
We gave each other a friendly kiss and I was gone. Now, face Sean and Thomas. I put everything out of my mind. I was suddenly putting my key in Sean's door. They heard me. Sean, "Coffee is fresh; join us in the kitchen."
As I entered the kitchen, "You were right. Paul is a good guy. No just half a cup, please. Paul makes good coffee and a great breakfast. What are you guys up to today?" Easier than I thought. I didn't feel guilty and I had no regrets, no embarrassment. I felt at peace with myself. Thank you Sean. I would have to tell him some day soon.
Author's Note
There will be a delay but there will be another chapter. Let me know your thoughts on this new chapter. Always good to hear from readers.
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my favourites, Getting My Act Together.
Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011 Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011 Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011 Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011 What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011 Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011 Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012 Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012 Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012 What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012 Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012 Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013 Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, November 22, 2013