Clean Hands and a Pure Heart Chapter 2 ©2015
They woke up an hour later, still skin to skin in Dave's bed.
"I suppose what we did would be grounds for expulsion," Dave said with a grave look on his face. "Are we going to skip the next MA meeting, or are we going to lie?"
"We don't have to lie because neither of us masturbated. Now that we have seriously bonded, we may have found our solution. If we get each other off, we are following the letter of the law, if not the spirit. We can truthfully say that by leaning on one another, we have conquered our desire to engage in self-stimulation. We don't need to mention being involved in a homosexual way. Everybody assumes that no one here is anything other than straight."
"That's brilliant! It's really not any different from the logic used by our churches these days. For instance, Jesus said that a divorced person who remarries is committing adultery. He didn't provide any escape clauses. But everyone nowadays says that if a couple divorces because one partner in the marriage was unfaithful, it's okay for the other partner to marry someone else. You're right, we have found our solution. Wanna help me out again after we take a shower?"
Their plans were put on hold after both of their stomachs complained loudly about being ignored. Despite the big noontime meal, their calories were nearly depleted. College aged males are often blessed with speedy metabolisms and swimmers the more so. Add to that the exercise they'd had in bed, and you have two very hungry guys.
After they showered, they dressed warmly and walked to Joe's Pizza which had opened for Thursday night hoping to pick up the college trade since the dining hall was closed. From the size of the crowd when they arrived, it looked to them like Giovanni had made a wise business move.
The pizza was good, hot, and loaded with toppings. The owner knew how to please his clients. The guys ran into several friends and acquaintances who remarked that they looked more relaxed and rested than usual.
Jon, speaking for both of them, said that not having to go to early practice and then being able to take an afternoon nap worked wonders for one's mind and body. Their friends agreed. Several said they planned to do very little on Friday either. One or two needed to use the time to catch up on school work.
The minute Jon and Dave returned to their room and locked the door, they stripped naked and climbed into bed.
"I think we should sleep nude together in this lower bed from now on." Dave suggested. "We can mess up the upper a little to look like you're using it,"
"I like the way you think!"
"We have free time tonight. How would you like to spend it?"
"I'm up for about anything you'd like to try," Jon said as he guided Dave's hand to his steely erection.
"You're UP alright! I'm pretty naïve; maybe you should take the lead."
"What makes you think I have more experience that you do?"
"Probably most kids in middle school have more, so I'm guessing that you have too."
"I did mess around with my friend, Brent, when we were that age. In fact, he's responsible for my being here right now. My mother caught us checking each other out."
"Was it scary getting caught?"
"That's an understatement! She went ballistic. Dad was pretty cool though."
"So, what do you want to do tonight?"
"I'd like to practice kissing and then I want to lick you all over!"
Dave didn't need any convincing once their lips met again. After several minutes of French kissing while petting various body parts, he was nearly to the point of no return.
Jon sensed that his roommate was getting close, so he backed off for a bit. That reminded Dave that he'd been neglecting Jon while being lost in his own world of pleasure. He tried to copy everything that had been done to him. Soon, he had Jon gasping and writhing.
"Am I doing okay," Dave asked.
"Hell yes! Are you sure you haven't done this before?"
"Yup."
"Then you're a very fast learner! I want to try something else that you might feel is dirty. If you don't want to do it back to me, I'll understand."
That said, he crawled to the foot of the bed and began to kiss and lick his way from Dave's balls to the tip of his cock. As precum started to leak from that perfectly cut organ, Jon lapped it up and swallowed it.
Dave's communication skills lapsed into non-stop moaning. It wasn't long before he warned that he was about to shoot his load. Jon didn't back off, but took as much of Dave's big tool into his mouth as he could. Dave bucked and squealed as he squirted rope after rope of hot jizz while Jon swallowed the bulk of it. Then he lay back beside his lover and they kissed again.
"I thought this afternoon was heaven. I have no words in my vocabulary to even begin to express how awesome that was!" Dave exclaimed.
"I was hoping it would be good for you. I really want to please you!"
"And I want to do the same for you."
Dave was still breathing heavily, but he didn't waste any time as he hastened to return the favor. Like in their make-out session earlier, he proved to be an apt student. In a few minutes, he had Jon clawing at the bottom sheet as his climax reached the explosion point.
Jon was as inarticulate and vocal as Dave had been when he came.
"Oh, I feel so good!" he gasped while catching his breath. "It's like I was transported out of my body!"
Dave was thrilled with Jon's reaction. They cuddled and kissed in the afterglow for several minutes.
Since it wasn't late enough to go to sleep, the guys gathered their toiletries and lounging shorts and showered again in the communal bathroom.
"Are you okay with what we're doing and how fast this has all moved?" Jon asked back in their room.
"It has been a rollercoaster, but it IS an exciting ride. I know that the first thrill is likely to wear off eventually, but I hope we don't go our separate ways after we graduate."
"That's how I feel too."
The new lovers spent the next hour discussing their hopes and dreams. Not surprisingly, they were nearly identical right down to having a wedding, and raising kids, not to mention having a few pets underfoot. The more they talked, the more they were convinced that they were intended to be a couple. Neither of them could envision their families ever accepting their relationship as something that God might have intended, but that's how it seemed to them.
While they talked, they snacked on apples and granola bars to appease their stomachs. When they finally became drowsy, they padded down to the bathroom to pee before going to bed.
Dave initiated their new custom by stripping completely when they got back. He slid in first and beckoned Jon to follow. Gently cupping each other's ball sac, they fell asleep.
They were all smiles when they got up late on Friday. It was wonderful to sleep in, but they'd be in for a rude awakening on Monday when team practice would resume.
To keep in shape, they grabbed their trunks and headed for the pool, stopping to see if Matt wanted to join them. After Jon knocked and called out his name, there was a short delay and some shuffling around before Matt opened the door.
"I hope we didn't disturb you," Jon said, noticing an extra pair of skimpy underwear on the floor half hidden under the bed, as if it had been kicked there hastily. "Dave and I thought you might enjoy a morning swim to get your blood circulating after yesterday's feast and lazy afternoon."
"Um, no, I don't think so. If I get the sleep out of my eyes I might come later if you're still there."
"We'll probably work out for an hour and a half or two. See you if you make it."
"Did he seem really nervous to you?" Dave asked. "You know him a lot better than I do."
"Yeah; he seemed like he was hiding something,"
"...Or someone."
"That's a possibility. It couldn't be a girl because there's no way a guy could smuggle her in without being noticed on an all male campus," Jon mused.
"That leaves another guy. I wonder..."
"I spotted a guy's bikini brief under the bed. I never saw Matt in one of those."
"You have a thong on right now," Dave snickered.
"And, you're the only one who's seen it, so I suppose it could be his and he might have been, um, playing in it."
"Let's watch who he's with at lunch."
David and Jonathan had the pool pretty much to themselves. There were a couple of other diehard swimmers who were there when they came, but who left before they did.
When they went to lunch, they spotted Matt with Brice, the cute junior guy. They made it a point to sit with them, and commented on how often they'd seen them together recently. Both Matt and the blond kid blushed as they did.
Jon and Dave gave each other knowing looks. They suspected they weren't the only guys on campus who were indulging in forbidden pleasures.
Bryce came out of his shell after a bit and proved to be bright and witty. The more the guys were with him, the more they were convinced of his orientation.
"What are you doing for Christmas since your parent's are in Lebanon?" Jon asked of Dave.
"I'm not sure. I used to visit one of my grandmothers, but neither of them has a home of her own now. Grandma Martha is in an Alzheimer's unit and Grandma Val is in assisted living. I'll probably hang around here, and maybe go see Grandma Val one day. There are a few quads on first floor which are kept open for those of us who have nowhere to go."
"Come home with me," Jon invited. "My mother's a bit strange, but the rest of the family is pretty normal. Dad's okay and my sibs are too."
"You've never talked about siblings that I can recall."
"Sorry; when I'm around you, I have other things on my mind," Jon grinned. "Anyway, James is a senior in high school, about the same age as your brother, and Beth is in eighth grade. With any luck, one of them will produce grandchildren to keep the bloodline going."
"Are you sure your mother will want one more in the house for the holidays?"
"She'll have both or neither of us," Jon pronounced. "I'm sure I won't have to make that threat because I've told her my new roommate has parents we help support on the mission field and she'll fall all over herself to extend the right had of fellowship to the child of people helping to save the world."
"She won't if she finds out that this MK is leading her son into sin!" Dave exclaimed.
"We won't tell her that. Besides, I think it could be me who's leading him."
"Nope, I'm the one who lay on the bed with one leg up to show off my junk."
"But if I'd have been straight, I probably wouldn't have noticed, much less reacted!"
Within 24 hours, plans were put in motion for the Christmas visit. Jon exaggerated the amount of work Dave and he would be doing on their senior project over break so that they had an excuse to stay only a few days. He knew he couldn't stand being under the parental roof very long. It would be better to be on campus or in a cheap motel room.
The weeks before the start of vacation passed quickly. Almost every minute was filled by finishing term projects and reviewing for final exams.
Since the boys hadn't frittered away the whole Thanksgiving break, they were in pretty good shape for facing the windup of the term. Matt, and his blond boy as well, evidently weren't prepared and seemed to be frantically attempting to master the material of an entire semester in a few days toward the end.
After finals, Dave and Jon stayed on campus until the last day their dorm was open in order to work on their joint senior project. Their major professor had advised them individually through much of the fall term so he knew that they wouldn't be shirking any duties by merging the two papers. In fact, he felt the amalgamation would make it into something greater than the sum of its parts.
If they could get the rest of their research done before break and start a rough draft, they would have most of their last semester to emend and prefect it.
After they had done their work and finished packing, the guys headed out very early on December 22nd. The trip to Jon's home in the Chicago suburbs was normally about a 13 hour drive when conditions were optimum. They soon found out that today was not going to be a normal one for travel.
Rain started to fall as they left the campus and it showed no signs of letting up. On top of that, the temperature began to dip toward the freezing mark, making for some slippery spots, especially in the passing lane which was less traveled.
Dave's eight year old sedan held the road well despite the adverse conditions. It was the kind of car that an older person would have chosen for comfort and handling more than for sporty looks. In fact, it had been purchased new by his paternal grandmother several years before. When she could no longer drive, she had given it to him, her favorite grandchild. It had very few miles and had been well kept.
Starting at the southern edge of Ohio, the rain turned to a mixture of sleet and snow making for white-knuckle driving despite the cars traction control and anti-lock brakes. The boys took turns driving so neither of them would get too stressed, but they couldn't relax much no matter who was behind the wheel.
After waiting a long time for a bad accident to be cleared, they took an exit not far from Columbus, Ohio to get out of the mess. Jon suggested they find a place to stay until the next morning when conditions should improve.
He pulled up to a Ramada Inn that wasn't far from the main route and they went it to see about a room.
The clerk told them that because so many travelers were getting off the roads and holing in, the only thing she had left was a small room with one king sized bed. She realized some guys thought sleeping together was gay, but she had nothing else.
The boys said they'd take it because they were beat and didn't want to drive another mile. (Besides, it would be much larger than the bed they were used to sharing.) She nodded and said she could understand, given the storm. She said she'd rent it to them at the rate usually charged for one occupant to make up for their inconvenience. She was eager to turn off the "vacancy" sign so she could attend to other duties.
They placed their luggage in the room, and Jon called his family so they wouldn't worry when the guys didn't show up until the next day.
Then they went back to the desk to ask about places to dine. They hadn't eaten much all day because of not wanting to waste time as conditions worsened. Now, they were starved even though it was rather late for lunch and a bit early for dinner.
It turned out there was a Bob Evans Restaurant just down the street within walking distance. It wouldn't be worth moving the car to find someplace else, and the food, though a bit mediocre in quality, would be edible, and priced within their budget. So after trudging through the deepening snow in shoes not meant for such ventures, they found themselves enveloped in comforting warmth and the aroma of sausages cooking.
They hadn't expected the restaurant to be packed at 4:30 in the afternoon, but the weather must have thrown everyone's schedules off. The hostess said that a table would likely open up in half an hour or so.
That was when two older gentlemen sitting nearby offered to share their booth. They had just been seated after a 45 minute wait.
The guys thanked them for their kindness and sat down across from them after one of the men moved to sit by his friend.
"I'm Lawrence, and this is my friend, Douglas."
"I'm Jon, and this is Dave. It's good to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you too," Douglas offered his hand. "It will be delightful to have youthful company. You men remind us of ourselves years ago. Are you college students on the way home for the holidays?"
"Yes we're going to Jon's house. He was kind to invite me because my family is in Lebanon, and I'm not talking about Lebanon, Ohio!"
The waitress interrupted their conversation bringing water and two more menus. After that, the men at the table fell silent while considering what they would eat. Jon and Dave were trying to find the best bargain in both quality and quantity before they placed their orders. They settled on the stuffed 3-egg omelets served with hash browns and buttermilk biscuits. Because there were sausage and other goodies in the omelets, they were sure to be filled up.
Douglas and Lawrence chose the grilled chicken breast special with steamed veggies and a salad from the senior menu.
"Remember when we could eat like that?" Lawrence said shaking his head sadly.
"Yes," Douglas sighed. "These guys can consume calories and grow vertically. We would just grow horizontally."
His self-deprecating comment brought laughter all around.
The men then asked about their college, and the boys rather reluctantly admitted where they were attending school.
"That's pretty conservative, isn't it?" Lawrence asked with a frown.
"That's kinda like saying the Pope is leaning toward Catholicism," Jon grinned.
"Tell me, what's the attitude on campus toward gays?" Lawrence questioned.
"Now let's not get into a controversial subject," Douglas warned, placing his hand on Lawrence's arm.
"I'm not trying to provoke anyone, I'm just curious."
"It's not a problem," Dave insisted. "The feelings there run the gamut. Some guys are really cool about it and others are rather homophobic. In general, I think the younger Evangelicals don't all have a cow over other people's orientations."
"Well, they shouldn't!" Lawrence exclaimed. "Love between men has been around for eons. Look at the love between David and Jonathan in the Old Testament."
"Yes," Dave agreed, looking into Jon's eyes. "David and Jonathan shared something very special."
As he said that, he pulled his left hand up where it could be seen, bringing Jon's with it. They had been holding hands under the table.
"Wonderful!" Lawrence announced. "Or should I have said, awesome?"
"Either or both will do," Jon smiled. "You're the only ones we've shared this with up till now. Somehow, I feel we can trust you."
"Indeed you can," Douglas agreed. "This naughty boy and I have been together for over 60 years. We fell in love at 16 and committed to each other the next year."
"You had a head start on us; we started `dating' only a few months ago. So, I take it you believe young love can make it." Dave smiled.
"We're living proof!" Douglas declared. "Given the right encouragement, anything is possible. Our fathers counseled us about taking things slowly and see where they led."
"Our families won't do that. They'll probably disown us," Jon said sadly.
"Families don't have to be related by blood," Lawrence averred. "Our parents supported us, but we have also collected a rather large group of extended family, particularly since they've passed on."
"That's a good way to look at it!" Dave agreed. "Could we exchange email addresses so we can keep in touch. There may be many things we'll need advice on. We have no counselors at school who would, um, understand."
"We'd love that; wouldn't we Douglas?"
"We would indeed. I think the best advice we could give to any new couple is to make sure they communicate. Never assume your partner can read your mind! Of course, the longer you're together, the easier that becomes."
"So far, we can read each other quite a bit about some things." Jon insisted.
"I can just imagine!" Lawrence chuckled.
"Now Lawrence, don't embarrass them!"
"He's correct in his assumption," Dave grinned. "But we seem to know one another's thoughts on other subjects too. We're in the same course of study so we have several classes in common."
"Just be sure neither of you becomes competitive. Don't act like you know more than your boyfriend, even if you do."
At the end of the meal, Lawrence insisted on picking up the tab. The boys protested, but the men overruled them, saying it was the least they could do to repay them for their lively conversation.
As they walked back to their accommodations, they discovered that they were all staying at the same motel.
Jon and Dave suited up after their meal and played in the pool for a while, but soon tired of it. It wasn't big enough for laps, and it filled up pretty quickly with little kids whose parents weren't putting a damper on their activities because they wanted them to burn off a lot of energy after being cooped up in vehicles for a number of hours.
The guys got out and sat in the whirlpool for a while instead, since no children were allowed in it. They were pleased when Lawrence and Douglas joined them for a bit more conversation before retiring for the night.
"This bed is huge, Jon. We could sleep in it without touching."
"Is that what you want to do?"
"No! I want to get naked and touch you all over with my tongue!"
"That's more like it! Let's shower off the smell of chlorine first."
"Of course."
Author's notes: Douglas and Lawrence are real people whose names you sometimes see mentioned here. They have graciously allowed me to share their email address in case anyone has questions about staying together for a life-time. Feel free to contact them even if you don't have a question. DouglasandLawrence.together@yahoo.com
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A link that might interest you:
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