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Chapter Twelve
Jake
I'd been having problems figuring out and dealing with my feelings for Josh, but once Carl got to the house everything became a lot clearer. I'd been enjoying controlling Josh and having fun with his body to the point where I thought I was using him and was feeling guilty for taking advantage of him. Carl showed me what using Josh would have really been like. As much as I'd gotten off on being able to make Josh do whatever I'd wanted, in the back of my mind I'd been aware of the responsibility I had for him. I was taking care of him as well as playing with him.
I was a lot more blunt with Carl about my feelings for Josh than I should have been but I was pissed. Pissed at him for being a jerk, but even more pissed at myself when I saw just what I was asking Josh to do for me. After Carl left I still wasn't sure what was going on in my head but I knew I liked Josh a lot, more than I'd been willing to admit to myself. But I could think about that later. Right then, I just wanted to be with him. I found so much comfort in fucking him. His hole was so hot but just like the last time it was so much more than just getting my dick in a hot hole. It was Josh who I was with, who I wanted to be with. I at least acknowledged that this time and I knew that was a big part of what I was going to have to think about. But thinking could wait.
I awoke in the middle of the night and was startled to realize that somehow we had switched positions in our sleep. Josh was behind me, spooning me. His hard dick was pressed along the crack of my ass and he was humping slightly in his sleep. I really didn't need anything else to think about that night so I carefully rolled him over and got in behind him again and fell back asleep with him in my arms.
The alarm went off at six and we both had to get up. As much as I would have loved to have fucked Josh again, we both had to get to work. I wanted Josh to shower with me but he said that since he didn't have any clean clothes to put on he might as well shower when he got back to his place. He spent a couple of minutes in the bathroom, taking a piss, washing his face and brushing his teeth, and then kissed me goodbye. We decided that he would meet me back here at seven, have dinner and we'd spend the evening together.
It was just as well he left. If we'd showered together we both would have been late getting to work. As it was I had an extra long shower thinking of him. I soaped up Big Jake, leaned against the wall of the shower and thought of that wonderful ass. I slowly but firmly stroked myself, playing with my nipples and balls while I dreamed of Josh. Every time I was about to cum I stopped. I wanted to prolong the ecstasy. Finally, I gripped Big Jake hard and gave him a real workout, ending with ropes of cum shooting onto the tile wall. After that I was able to focus on my usual morning routine.
I forced Josh out of my head all morning and focused on my patients. At lunchtime, I got a sandwich from a local deli and took it to a nearby park. I sat on a bench, eating my lunch, throwing some of the bread to a few ducks. I tried to be as honest as I could be with myself, thinking about Josh. I had so many feelings and I had been afraid to face them all. I thought back to those first visits in my office, how nervous and vulnerable he'd been, how his eyes had startled me with their beauty. I thought about meeting him at Connexions and how enjoyable he was to be with. The evenings in my den, after his hypnosis sessions, talking and sipping beer for hours. Yeah, I thought about his ass, too, but I forced myself to picture the rest of him, his hard dick and his balls, his flat, male chest. The sex, the surprisingly fantastic sex. So much to think about. Josh appealed to me in so many ways, on so many levels. What did it all mean? What was I to do about it?
Josh
It was so great to wake up in Jake's arms again. I could definitely get used to that. It was all I could do to say no to Jake's offer to shower together. Aside from the prospect of hot steamy sex, it was so good to realize that he was that comfortable with us being naked together and having all kinds of body contact. But I knew that if I got into the shower with him we would both be late for work. I could just call in sick and let work pile up on my desk, but Jake had patients scheduled to see him. So I went home, showered by myself and went into the office. I couldn't keep my mind on work all day. I was on an emotional roller coaster. I had realized the night before that I was in love with Jake. Being in love with a kind, gentle, caring, sexy, passionate, interesting man, you can't get much better than that. Being in love with a straight man, you can't get much worse.
I had no idea where this would all lead. We'd become great friends; there was no doubt about that. Jake sure loved to fuck my ass and I loved it too. But he was still straight and hadn't seemed to be handling things very well. I had thought that as long as I didn't make a big deal out of the sex he would be better able to handle it. Now I was not only going to have to play down the sexual aspect of our relationship, I was going to have to hide the emotional attachment I was feeling. It wasn't going to be easy.
Of course, whatever had happened with Carl might have fucked everything up. Jake hadn't explained just what went on with him but I was so relieved that Carl hadn't fucked me. I loved Jake and wanted to help him in any way I could, but Jake was going to have to take some responsibility for all of this as well. I was going to have to gently pry some more information about Carl from Jake over dinner. Whatever had gone on hadn't interfered with our lovemaking afterward. Jake was more passionate and loving than he had been the first time on Saturday night. Maybe everything would be all right once Jake got used to this.
I got to Jake's at seven. I assumed we would be eating in again so I brought a bottle of wine. I was surprised when he announced that we were going out to eat.
"Before we do, though, let's go in the den for a drink. We need to talk."
Uh-oh, bad news, from the sound of it. Maybe that was why we were going out to eat, to get as far from the bedroom as possible. Jake seemed nervous when he handed me my drink.
"I've been doing a lot of thinking today about what's been going on between us, Josh. Actually, I've been thinking about it for a while, though my brain has been trying to block some of it out."
"I know it must be a weird position you find yourself in, but as I've said before, we don't have to make too much of it, Jake."
"No, it's important that I figure this out. If anyone had asked me a few months ago to place myself on the Kinsey scale I would have said zero, totally heterosexual. After all that has gone on between us, I'd have to say I'm at least a one, maybe a one and a half. I definitely can't say I'm completely straight, though bisexual might be pushing it a bit."
After what we'd done and what he'd initiated over the last couple of weeks I'd say he was more like a two or three, but I was thrilled that he was at least considering that he wasn't as straight as he thought he was. I didn't want to push it.
"We can just be friends who enjoy some sex now and then if that's all you're comfortable with, Jake." That might work for him but I was pretty sure that wouldn't work for me, not in the long run, anyhow. But to start, maybe.
"No, Josh, I want more than that. I've been kidding myself believing that we're just friends and that I enjoy sex with you because I'm into assholes and you've got a great one. The truth is that I was tremendously attracted to something else about you that first day I saw you in my office, something I still can't put my finger on. Yes, I love to fuck your tight hole but I also love to look into your eyes, to kiss your mouth, to hold you in my arms and run my hands all over your body. I don't just want to fuck you, I want to make love to you. And you're a guy so that makes me at least a little gay."
Oh God, I got chills just listening to him say those words. But that still didn't mean everything was or would be okay.
"But you're not physically attracted to all of my male parts. What about that?"
"I'll admit I've got limits, but they are far less than what I would have imagined just a few weeks ago. Let's just loosen up and go with it, not analyze everything so much, not read into everything. Let's just take things as they come and see what happens."
"So you're saying you want to try to build some kind of relationship with me? That you want to go out with me?"
"Yeah, that's pretty much what I'm saying. That's why I want us to go out to eat tonight. Nearly all of the time we've spent together has been in private. If we're going to have a relationship I don't want it to be a secret one. I have to see how I handle being out with you in public."
"We don't have to be completely out, you know. Most gay people aren't totally open all the time in public, especially here in suburbia."
"Well, I'm not gonna fuck you in the restaurant, if that's what you mean, but I've never hidden who I was or what I felt when I was out with someone before and I'm not going to start now. You're okay with that, aren't you, Josh?"
"Yeah, I'm more than okay. I've always been pretty much out and I can do it either way, but you have no idea how proud I'd be for people to know that we're together, that we're a couple."
"The same goes for me. I wouldn't want to be with you at all if I was ashamed to be seen with you in public. If I want to have a relationship with you then I'm going to be proud of you, in public and in private. Coming out is a concept I'd never even thought about until today but I don't want to ever ask you to do something like last night with Carl again, just so I can hide. It may take a little getting used to, though. "
"I have to warn you that I'm not very patient, Jake. If you're not used to it in fifty years or so, we might just have to call the whole thing off."
Jake
As soon as I'd stopped thinking of Josh as a guy, it was easy. I thought about the women I'd dated, the way I felt about them when I'd first met them, what made me want to spend more time with them and get to know them better. Then I compared that to the way I felt about Josh. They were the same feelings, only even more intense. The only thing that had prevented me from seeing that was his gender. I had been so hung up on that, I couldn't see anything else clearly. Once I took that out of the equation, I knew that I wanted to be with Josh more than any woman I'd ever had a relationship with.
That was going to mean some major adjustments in the way I lived, the way people in my life responded to me. Was I prepared to go through all that, just because I wanted to be with Josh? I knew my friends and family would have a hard time understanding. They'd wonder what had happened to me. They might not even take it seriously, thinking that I'd temporarily lost my mind, maybe having a premature midlife crisis.
Josh and I went to the Olive Garden in Livingston for dinner. Because it was pretty late when we finally left my place we didn't have to wait too long for a table. I made a point of being a bit affectionate toward him while we waited and also after we were seated. People noticed but I didn't see any strong negative reactions. I didn't really care about strangers anyway, but I figured I had to get used to whatever reactions were out there. Josh brought up the real problem after the waiter had brought our salad and wine.
"What about your friends, Jake? And your family? How do you think they are all going to react?"
"I think my parents will be surprised but they'll be okay once they get used to the idea. They've always been pretty tolerant. Of course, I've never even brought home a white woman before, so this will be something totally new for them all around."
"And your friends? What exactly happened last night with Carl?"
I told Josh the details of the night before. I tried to blame Carl's behavior on his having been drinking and being uncomfortable with the whole idea of what we were doing, but I had to accept most of the blame myself. I had set the whole thing up. I had made Josh out to be just a hole; I couldn't blame Carl for treating him that way. Josh's eyes widened when I told him what I'd said when I threw Carl out.
"You pretty much came out to him before you did to me. So do you think he's been talking today? Maybe your secret's out already."
"At first I thought that too, but I don't know how Carl would explain what he was doing last night. He might just be thinking the whole thing over, waiting to hear from me. It doesn't really matter. I'm going to tell everyone about you anyway. If anyone can't handle it, that's their problem."
"I really hate to put you through all of this, Jake. It's not like you've been secretly drooling over guys all this time and I'm just the one who brought you out. I really do feel responsible for this."
"Stop feeling guilty, Josh. I'm going to have enough problems dealing with 'coming out.' You're going to have to deal with having a 'straight' boyfriend. Let's not add guilt to it. We just have to take things as they come and be supportive and honest with each other."
"Okay, enough of the problems. We'll just take it one day at a time and enjoy."
"That's more like it. How'd you like to go to Connexions tonight, Josh? I feel like dancing."
"You mean it, Jake? Dinner and dancing, like a real date?"
"It is a real date. It may be a little late but it's our first real date. I've been to Connexions before so I shouldn't be uncomfortable there."
"The only problem is, I don't dance, Jake. I'd love to go there with you and show you off to my friends, but I very much doubt you'll get me out onto the dance floor."
"You don't dance? Why not? Everybody dances."
"I guess I'm just too shy and self-conscious. I like the club and the music but I just watch other people dance."
"We'll see about that. I can be pretty persuasive, you know. Maybe I can bribe you with the promise of a good time later on back at my place."
"Hey, I'm counting on that, regardless. You know you can't resist my charms."
"Charms? Is that what you call your ass?"
When we got to Connexions the place was packed. I went to the bar and when I got back to Josh with the drinks he was talking to a couple of guys he introduced as Tom and Mike. Josh introduced me as his boyfriend.
"Boyfriend? When did this start and why haven't we heard about it before?"
"It started a while back and we weren't really sure where it was going so I kept it to myself, Mike."
"Well, it's about time, girl. We were getting worried about you, being alone all the time."
I looked at Josh and smiled. "I think you can stop worrying, boys."
The DJ had been playing classic disco since we arrived but when Sylvester started singing Mighty Real, I grabbed Josh's hand.
"C'mon, baby, let's dance."
Tom and Mike both laughed. "No way that's happening, Jake. Didn't your new boyfriend tell you he doesn't dance?"
"Oh yeah? Watch this, Mike. Listen to me, Josh. I want to dance with you. You want to dance with me. So we're going to dance. Just relax and go with the music. Copy my moves."
I took Josh by the hand and led him out onto the dance floor. I kept my moves simple and he did a good job following me. Mike and Tom danced along side us and both of them looked amazed. We stayed out for two more songs and then I led Josh back to the bar. While the others weren't watching, I snapped my fingers close to Josh's ear.
Tom stood there shaking his head. "Damn, I still don't believe that. I've never seen Josh dance before. How did you do that?"
"Easy, Tom. Josh is under my spell. He'll do anything I say."
"Yeah, right. Josh tends to do the opposite of what everyone says. He can be downright contrary at times. I hope you're not counting on him being an obedient wife."
"Oh, Josh and I have an understanding, of sorts."
Josh
As soon as Jake led me out to the dance floor and I started dancing with no resistance, I knew that he'd put me under. It was such a strange feeling, knowing I was under his control, yet feeling perfectly normal. The other times I hadn't known I was under. I have to admit I enjoyed dancing with him but thought he'd probably have to keep the spell handy every time we went out. I had a better time than I could ever remember there and we danced several more times. I introduced Jake to everyone I even slightly knew. I was so proud to show off my hot stud.
I felt like I was floating on air on the ride back to Jake's place.
"You know Tom and Mike both really care for you, Josh."
"Yeah, they're good people, good friends."
"When I was in the men's room, Mike warned me to be good to you, to treat you right."
"I knew he'd run into you there. He couldn't stop talking about the glimpse he got of Big Jake."
"Yeah, maybe I showed off a little to him. I wanted him to see what you were enjoying. Later, when I was talking to Tom at the bar, he told me if I ever hurt you he'd personally castrate me. Like I said, those guys really care for you."
"You'd better be careful and not hurt me then. I'd hate to think of Big Jake losing his two round friends."
"You don't ever have to worry about that, Josh. I am going to be so good to you you'll be spoiled."
"I like the sound of that."
As we were getting ready for bed, I talked about how happy I was with Jake's dancing spell and teased him a bit.
"You know, I think you're going to have to teach me how to hypnotize you."
"Oh really? What could you possibly want to make me do? You can't improve on perfection, you know."
"I'll admit that as far as I'm concerned you're pretty close to perfect, Jake, but I'd still like to do a little fine tuning."
"And what would that entail?"
"I'd say, 'Listen to me, Jake. I am going to fuck your ass and you are going to suck my dick and you are going to like it.'"
I was in such a good mood and I meant it as teasing, but as soon as I said it, I had second thoughts. Yeah, I'd always been primarily a top and did love to fuck. And Jake had such a hot ass. I'd also love to be able to sixty-nine with him. But I loved the things we'd already done together and didn't want to put any pressure on him or remind him of possible problems in our relationship, especially as we were getting into bed. Jake was quiet for a minute.
"You don't have to hypnotize me, Josh. I promise you that you will fuck my ass and I will suck your cock. I want to please you as much as you please me. It may take some getting used to but we will do those things and I want to enjoy them with you."
"You really mean that, Jake?"
"Yes, I do. But not tonight. Tonight, I'm going to fuck your brains out so I hope you can be happy with that."
I cuddled up against Jake and wrapped myself around him, holding him tight.
"I'm happy with anything you do, Jake. I love you."
"I love you too, Josh."
The End.
I thought about Carl. It would be hard to repair the damage I'd done there by trying to pretend I didn't feel the way I did about Josh. The way Carl had acted, I wasn't sure I wanted to try, although he was drunk and uncomfortable. Maybe he wouldn't be so bad if I was honest with him. Maybe he would but I had to at least try. I had originally thought that he'd be out there spreading the word to everyone I knew that I was gay, but he'd have a hard time explaining to Stacie what he was doing between Josh's legs with his pants around his ankles.