Ok, well after 20+ emails asking me to continue this story first, I gave in. Enjoy:
So, now hockey was over for me. I woke up early with Justin still next to me on his side facing the cement wall and I stared at the ceiling. I had mixed feelings about my hockey career ending, the tipping point was I could spend more time with Justin. We were both doing well in school, getting good grades all that stuff. It probably had a lot to do with us being happy together, happiness always translates into other good things in your life. We had our routine down with classwork, eating, drinking, playing games, it was pretty seamless day to day. Again thoughts flooded into my head about the end of the year, I knew it was only the first few days back from winter break, but it was the beginning of the end now, at least us in school together, and I felt a little shitty. I snapped back into reality when Justin rolled over on top of me, arm draped across my chest almost locking me in. He was still asleep, and now in this position, I couldn't get out of bed if I tried. I always had a plan though. I was on the edge of the bed facing the room, so I grabbed one of last night's socks from the floor, I think it was his. I laid it on my chest right in front of his nose. It took him about 3 mins before he shot up and almost pushed me out of the bed. Thankfully the sock went flying off and the evidence was hidden. I pretended to wake up with him.
Justin: Jesus, what the fuck was that smell?
Me: yawning (fake stretch) I don't know dude, I didn't smell anything.
Justin: ughh, it was fucking gross, woah. Well I guess I'm up now.
He crawled over me, mashing his knee into my balls (on purpose) and laughed a little when I winced in pain and curled up. He ripped the covers off and said if he was up, so was I. If he only knew haha. So yea, we did little things like that to each other, playful little stuff. He went to shower, and I dragged the covers back over my body. I still felt kinda tired, it was weird, maybe the break had me off my normal schedule and I needed a few days to recover. Good thing was, I didn't need to get up for the gym. That 4 days a week shit was over, practice was over, all of it. I still went to the gym and played pick-up hockey, but not on coaches schedule, I decided when I wanted to work out and when I didn't....and this morning, I didn't :). Justin was actually suprised when he came back from showering that I was still in bed. I smiled over at him. He got the message.
Justin: Ahhh, thats right, no more hockey shit. So you gonna become a fat, lazy pig now?
Me: Absolutely!
Justin: Can you at least shower please, I'll go get food and bring it back.
Me: Well you said please, so I'll give it my best shot before you get back.
He raised an eyebrow, shook his head, and left the room. I was just fucking with him, and got up to shower. He got back about 45 mins later and I was spic and span, dressed, and bright eyed. We ate in the room and fired up the computer for some music. Thankfully, we still had today, friday, and the weekend coming up before classes started again. I also liked the fact that we both seemed to be in the mood to fool around at the same time, and at other times set our priorities on doing the shit we needed to do. Not that we didn't make little games out of simple chores. Cleaning the room, stuff like that, we would try to incorporate a little bit of eroticism while doing our thing. Justin was curious about who had come back to school early, and I wasn't sure outside of knowing Ben had returned. I called Shawn, he would be coming back friday afternoon. After we finished getting everything set and settled, it was about 11:30am, we decided to start a little early drinking, we had no plans the rest of the day besides getting food and waiting for the next to day to bring what it would. Justin was a big fan of blink 182, and I guess I was/am still a fan, but he put on a certain song we had on my computer. He loved to play it to just provoke things, blink 182 "Going away to College". It fit him perfectly, and I loved to watch him listen to it. He loved to be a little shit starting things sometimes. He looked over and smiled, I just smiled back and shook my head. I won't post the lyrics, but you can listen to it still on youtube I'm sure, I think it was their 3rd album around 1999 or so (I lied, I cheated and googled it while I was writing :). The song fit us pretty well, and to be honest it is a good song, but my love for it is probably biased a little bit. Just replace "she" with "he" I guess in the song lyrics haha. Anyway he was getting ready for the next album they were releasing, it was coming out in the summer and he was exicted about it.
Me: So you want to see them when they tour this summer?
Justin: Fuck yea.
Me: I mean, with me.
Justin: Yea, that was what the "Fuck Yea" was for, it was assumed haha.
Me: Ok, we are going then, I don't see any tour dates yet online, but they have to be coming to Mass at some point in the summer. (Ended up being at Suffolk Downs in MA, I think late July that summer)
Justin: Or we can go to them?
Me: Yea if we have to, we will.
He came over and hugged me and we kissed for a min or so. It made him really happy I had put so much effort into setting something up in the summer. To be honest, I had another motive, and I had put no time into it at all. After thinking about what I was feeling that morning, I just wanted something to hold onto, a date during the summer that I knew we would be together after the year ended. We both felt happy for different reasons, but we were both happy, so who cares. I would love to say my main motivation in setting it up was to make him happy, and a big part of it was, but I wanted to reassure myself too, that after school ended we would still have plans to hang out, if only for one night. You might think it was selfish, but it was more of a defense mechanism from my emotions kicking in. We sat down on the old shitty loveseat I brought back from home and played some games with music on. I don't think either one of us were into it, we were just killing time. We took a late lunch around 3pm and stole some food to bring back from the cafe so we wouldn't be hunting for food later in the night. We hadn't gone shopping yet and didn't really have too much for food in the room yet.....it was stocked with alcohol and soda, but not much food in the vicinity yet. Ben came back to the room and we all hung out for a bit.
Ben: I can't believe I'm back here already, jesus the break went quick....
Me: Yea, but look at it this way, you have home friends, and school friends.
Ben: Oh no, I'm not pissed Bran, I just missed random pussy a lot haha, got NOTHING at home dude.
Justin: I didn't miss random pussy over the break :)
Ben: ooooh shit, you got a little huh? Nice!
So Justin told his story of triumph with his random hookup girl. He glanced over at me a few times, I could tell he was holding back the "other hookup" he had over the break too. I didn't care, he was puffing out his chest a little bit with his story and Ben was hanging on every word. Asking what she looked like, was she a good fuck, scratcher, screamer, tight, how it ended. Ben loved other people's sexual encounter stories as much as he loved having sex himself. Justin kept on telling his tale and when he was done Ben slapped his hands together and smiled, got up and congratulated Justin with a hug.
Ben: Man you got more pussy on break than I did! You got a fucking secret weapon in there? I knew it all along! (He pointed at Justin's crotch)
Justin just smiled wide, man if Ben only knew how much of a weapon existed in those shorts. It doesn't have to be big to be powerful, I knew that with Justin by now. So by now I was extremely ready for a true return to our room between Justin and I. I was contorting my body on the loveseat to hide my hard dick. Justin was playing the game too, and he knew what was happening later. Everytime Ben got up to get a drink or do something, even for a min, Justin had his hand on my dick smiling at me, rubbing it through my shorts. He got brave once and pulled down my waist band while Ben was making a drink and waved my hard cock back and forth in the air at Ben. We talked for a little longer, my dick never went down. I learned, the longer your dick stays hard, and you are excited, the more reward from the tip later.
I don't mean edging while jerking off or anything, but if you get excited, and stay that way without touching it or cumming, your body keeps loading it up for later. You don't cum from your balls during sex, they just make it. But, when you are in a high state or arousal for a couple hours, your balls will keep feeding more cum into the chute ready to fire later...and I think I was locked and loaded with his teasing. I learned this the fun way I guess. Before I got my first blow/hand job when I was 15 (girl, sorry), I jerked off like every other guy. And yea, three or four decent shots and it felt great. When she did it and I came, it was like a firehose and I almost passed out. So I knew from experience, my dick was ready for action, I just needed Ben and Justin to stop having bro time and have Ben leave the room so we could start our thing. I also knew that Justin was just prolonging things to torture me, well, I thought punishment would be in order for him when we were finally alone. It got to around 10:30 and Ben finally said he was beat and still had to finish setting up some shit. We all got up and hugged each other. I closed the door and put the music up louder than it was before.
Me: You know I'm gonna pound you right?
Justin: Go a little slow, I mean nothing too rough please.
Me: You cocktease me all night and you want us to have a nice, slow, romantic ending? Are you shitting me?
Justin: I'm just kidding haha, but please be a little easy ok?
Me: Always, just tell me if its too rough.
I literally (literally) ripped his t-shirt off him, ripped it right in half from his chest. He looked a little surprised at that. I pushed him on the bed and told him to take off his shorts. I got undressed standing in front of him watching him on the bed. Now I had animal eyes, sorry, I did get this way sometimes, but never if he wasn't down with it.
Me: Did you use a condom with the girl you hooked up with?
Justin: Yes, yes, oh of course.
Like I said Justin was the only guy I ever ate ass out of, and I was in the mood again. He didn't taste shower fresh, but he tasted good enough for me. I frenched his ass while I told him to hold his legs over his head. He wasn't getting fingered tonight before to prepare, his treat was my rimming, that was it. I never touched or licked his dick the entire time, and because he was using his arms to hold himself up, he didn't get to touch himself either. I looked up every now and then, and his untouched dick was leaking precum like a faucet. That was my secondary objective tonight, I would drink his saved up load later, but it was my turn. I got up and spit on my dick to get it ready. I probably didn't need to, I used some of his precum to lube his ass and I rubbed the ocean of precum I had on my dickhead around the edges of his hole. No artifical lube tonight, just spit and precum. I got up and pushed into him. A little quick and a little harder than usual. He tensed up and I was entering him quick, he didn't protest. I did take it easy in the beginning (in my mind), but after I was in him, I picked up the pace really quick. He was trying to pull me down to kiss and make out, I pushed him back on the bed and stared in his eyes. I started to really pound him now, real powerful deep thrusts. He looked a little bewildered from the whole experience and suprised I had this in me. I finally came inside of him after about 15 mins of hard, bed shaking pounding. I thought I would never stop cumming, and he was glad it was over I think. I pulled his arms off his legs and stretched him out on the bed. I engulfed his little buddy, while I massaged his balls. He lasted less than a minute and came a river....toughest time I had swallowing all of him. We were both a sweaty mess and I collapsed next to him on the bed.
Justin: That was taking it easy Brandon?
Me: (panting) Yep.
Justin: Well, remind me to set a lower setting next time (he laughed a little, but he was really tired)
Me: Sorry buddy, did you enjoy it though?
Justin: Well I enjoyed the ending more than the beginning and the middle, but yea, just don't make this a regular thing.
Me: Sure, don't make cock teasing and blue balling me all night a regular thing either.
Justin: hahaha, yea sorry about that....I'm sleepy.
Me: Are we saying "I love you" now after sex?
Justin: Sure, I love you Brandon.
Me: I already said it in my question.
Justin: Asshole haha, goodnight!
So he turned over and slept on my chest as usual. I smelled his hair as usual. We would need a sheet cleaning in the morning after that session. He never said stop or slow down, and I know why. I indulged his fantasy shit, and he gave back. But I knew part of him liked it too, he just wanted to keep control of situations once our dicks came out to party.