*DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction, any reflection of real life and any description of an area or person is purely coincidental.
This story is about a young man who discovers himself and love as well as a few supernatural surprises along the way. There is death, love, hate, friendship, and bigotry.
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Chapter 03:
It was a quick walk and I soon found myself walking into The Moon. There was some 90's rock playing on the jukebox and I felt more than a few people turn their gaze to watch me walk in. I took a quick look around the bar and noticed that John, Simon and Willy were not here yet so I grabbed a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. The bartender was Mr. Davies' brother-in-law, Duke. I recognized him from growing up we occasionally saw him walking up the road to Mr. Davies, but he clearly didn't recognize me.
"You got ID kid?"
I replied, "uh ya Duke, I do" as I handed him my ID with a bit of a grin.
He gave me a confused look and eyed my ID, "Jake! Oh man, I didn't recognize you. Wow, you're looking good these days. So good to see you. Sorry to hear about your mom and dad."
He slid my ID back to me and came back with my beer before moving off to serve another guy at the other end of the bar. After serving the other guy, he came back to me. "So, Jake, what brings you to The Moon, never seen your family in here."
"Ya, well, I was always too young wasn't I?" I said with a smile, "I'm not my father. I'm here to meet up with some guys I graduated with to catch up since this is the first time I'm back since graduation, they said they normally drink here and would meet me at 9 but it's about 9 now and they're not here yet."
"Oh, would that be John, Simon and William?"
"Yup, those three."
"Ah, ya, they'll be here probably around 9:30, they normally are here at 9 but I happen to know of something that came up that required their attention so they'll probably be here around 9:30. Kind of surprised they invited you here though. The crowd here can sometimes be a little, I guess, isolated? They like their regulars and don't usually appreciate outsiders, however, if you mind your own business and don't offend nobody, you should be fine."
I snorted, something came up, be here at 9:30, and invited me to an overall unfriendly place for strangers, well, can't hurt to wait till at least 9:30 and go from there. "Thanks Duke. I'll keep to myself here at the bar until they get here then." So I sat there and had a couple beers while waiting for them. After finishing my second beer, I pushed it to Duke to take away and got up to go to the bathroom it was about to turn 9:30 and they still weren't here, time to piss and leave. Fuck him.
I returned from the bathroom and saw that the three of them had arrived and were sitting at the bar, leaving a space in between John and Simon which was exactly where I had been sitting before and as soon as I opened the bathroom door all three of them turned their heads to look at me. Simon and William looking at me up and down appraising me, and John just stared at me with an indistinguishable look in his eyes. I felt like a slab of meat on display, normally I enjoyed that look from guys that good looking, but it was not a look I was used to in this town, and definitely not from them. Slowly, I made my way back to the bar and sat down in the seat they had obviously left for me. "Hey, nice of you to make it. Duke can I get another beer?" I asked since he had just came over to take the others' orders.
"I'm sorry Jake, no need to be a dick about it, Duke knew what we were doing and that we'd be late, he didn't tell you?"
"He did."
"Good, then how about we drop it and just enjoy the night?"
The time passed easily after that. We migrated to a table off to the side that was next to a pool table. Simon and William didn't seem quite as pompous as they were in high school, though still a little reserved, but overall we got on well enough. Soon it was closing time and we were all pretty drunk. Simon called his girlfriend at the announcement of last call and asked her to pick him and William up since they were too drunk to drive. After the call, I commented and asked what John was intending to do since he was too drunk to drive too. They all stole a quick glance at each other, which I clearly wasn't meant to catch, but I did. Did that mean they were expecting me to invite him to my place? Did I want to invite him to my place? If I was honest with myself, yes, yes I definitely did want to and would if I knew for certain that it was something he'd be open to. However, I would not go out on a limb and just offer it up without knowing whether or not he'd even be receptive to it without wanting to kick my ass for even suggesting it. So I stayed silent for the moment.
"Well... I think I'm going to go to Mr. Davies' and stay there tonight. He's always offering me to stay with him when I come out here and drink since my house is too far away to walk, my sister is too young to drive yet and my brother has a newborn so don't want to call him this late and it's too far out of the way to ask Henrietta to drop me off on the way for these two. So I think I'll walk up to his place, it's only a few miles from here."
Of course. Thought he could walk through the woods in the middle of the night, so full of himself he probably thought the wolves wouldn't touch him. I snorted, "ya, 'only' a few miles, if you walk through the middle of the woods. It's past midnight and there are wolves in the forest, you know that. I hear them all the damn time. You'll get yourself killed walking through the forest at this time of night." I guess this was my chance, "if you need somewhere to crash, my couch pulls out into a bed, you're free to stay and you'll be within walking distance of your car in the morning." There, it's a start, getting him to my place.
"Really? You wouldn't mind?" He sounded a little too enthusiastic, maybe I'd just been played.
"Look, we don't know each other well yet, so I'll say this now for you. Even when drunk, I don't lie, I don't cheat, and I don't make promises or offers that I don't mean or intend to keep. 'Sides, wouldn't want to chance the wolves, would ya?" I laughed while the other three chuckled with large grins.
"Good to know, and no, wouldn't want to chance those wolves" he responded with laughter in his voice. Soon Henrietta, Simon's girlfriend, had arrived and took Simon and William home, leaving John and I in the parking lot of The Moon.
Might as well work on figuring him out, "beautiful night tonight eh John?" I started walking casually.
"It is. I love night-time. Especially the nights of the full moon. Something about it is just so invigorating. That ended a couple nights ago though."
"Ya? I've never really paid much attention to the moon cycles."
We continued walking with normal chatting about things we liked and disliked, sports, television, movies, music, normal stuff, for the next 10 minutes, until we were approaching my house, standing at the end of my driveway. I had to admit, I was liking him more and more. So many things we seemed to have in common and those we didn't weren't so different that I couldn't be at least interested in trying to enjoy or at least understand them.
"Jake, do you mind if I ask you a rather personal question?"
I didn't pause my walking but didn't answer immediately, wondering what he could possibly ask me, but I figured, what the hell. "Sure, but I reserve the right to not answer if I choose."
He quickly replied, "of course, of course" and then was silent for a few seconds before continuing talking but stopping walking. Noticing him stop walking, I stopped too and drifted closer to him so that we could see each others faces, it left us not very far apart. "Umm, so this is awkward, but I really don't think I can say the question with words, so I'm going to just do something and hope that you don't hate me after." He spilled this out and then immediately grabbed hold of me and began kissing me rather forcefully. At first I was surprised but as my brain processed what was happening I began to relax into his grip and even bring my arms around him and to actively return the kiss. Several minutes later we broke apart, both of us short of breath and leaning our heads on each others shoulders.
I was the first to recover, "wow, John, mm.. so, what does this mean? Are you gay? Are you interested in something here, or what?"
He pulled his head up, still holding me and looked me in the eyes, "yes Jake, I'm gay. I've always been gay, Simon and William know and have known since we were in like 8th grade. I can't be 'out' because of my father, but I really wouldn't care otherwise. I'm just scared of what my father could do to my mother, sister and I. So I continue playing the typical jock and ladies man to his face. My imagination got me through the sex with girls during high school. Now I only look for guys, privately mind you, but until I find one worth being with long term, I am avoiding telling my father and just saying that there's no girls I'm interested in. My brother, sister, and mother know, and Simon, Henrietta, William, Mr. Davies, and Duke, all know too and have agreed to keep it secret until I am able to make a safe situation to tell my father. If I didn't still live at home and wasn't worried about my sister still living there until next June, I'd tell him now. And this? Well, lets just say, seeing you at your place last week, I was very very interested, and still am, after getting to know you. I think I'd like to give dating a shot if you'd be willing, but to be perfectly honest, I don't know if I can even promise anything from myself because of the situation with my father. Also, I know the foreseeable future will be hard for you because of your mothers situation. And oh shit I don't even know for sure you're gay."
Oh man, he's super duper cute when he blushes. "Wow, John, that's.. something. First of all, yes I'm gay, and I am also quite interested in you. You're right in that the near future is going to be very difficult for me, but like I said I'm pretty interested in you. As for not being able to promise anything, then don't. Don't make promises you don't intend to keep. If you can't promise a solid attempt at being a boyfriend, then don't turn this isn't a boyfriends situation. Either way, come on, lets get back to my place and see where the night takes us." I flashed a sexy grin at him and grabbed his hand and began walking.
He didn't resist at all. "I am definitely looking forward to seeing where tonight goes, but if I can't promise anything where will tonight go?"
"Shut the hell up. Too much thinking for how much alcohol we've drank. I'm horny as hell and you're hot as fuck. Come back, fuck me and we can talk in the morning." I knew it was potentially a bad thing, but fucking hell was I horny. My morals can shut the hell up for one night.
Our walking sped up this time compared to before our talk and in a minute or so and were soon in my room making out fiercely. Each of us finding seconds here and there to undress each other. By time we had made it to my queen sized bed from the door, all of 5 feet, we were both in nothing but boxers. I may regret this in the morning but my fantasy was being played out, I couldn't stop myself even if my morals started shouting.
He pushed me onto my back on the bed, dropped his boxers and then fell forward onto me and began kissing his way down my chest. Making stops at each of my nipples and getting each one well wet and hard, causing me to squirm beneath him in pleasure. After several minutes of blissful torture on my nipples he moved down my chest into my navel and swathed his tongue over and in my belly button. I'd never had a man do that to me before but damn was it hot and it felt strangely good. Soon his hands found the waistband of my boxers and began pulling them off as his kisses moved further down. Before my brain could filter through the pleasure and I knew what was going on, he had my boxers off me, thrown me further onto the bed and dived back onto me taking my rock hard cock all the way to the base. I instantly lifted my chest off the bed and threw my head back, my eyes rolling up slightly into my head and a loud moan escaping my mouth. Ok not exactly my fantasy, but fuck, it was a good reality.
It had been a really long time since I had received a blow job and I'm chicken shit if John isn't an experienced cock-sucker. He's definitely had someones cock to practice on pretty regularly at some point. While he was giving an expert blow job, his hands began exploring my body below my waistline, one found its way to my balls and the other to my ass, with my legs over each of his shoulders his hand was able to rub my checks and his hand between my cheeks. He reached his hand that was on my ass up to my mouth and shoved three of his fingers deep into my mouth getting them as wet as he possibly could before he took his hand back to my ass, never once taking his mouth off my dick or releasing any of the pressure. His now-wet fingers went straight to my pucker and slipped in, first one then two right away after realizing how loose I already was, and it wasn't long before the third found its way in as well. The triple assault made it so I couldn't hold out anymore. His fingers were brushing up against my prostate every few strokes and my balls have always been pretty sensitive for me, plus his mouth was talented, I couldn't hold out any longer. Soon I was shooting into his throat and he swallowed every drop.
As I relaxed from my orgasm, I opened my eyes to find myself looking into John's eyes. The question written in his eyes, not needing to verbalize it. I nodded. "Top drawer, condom and lube."
He wasted no time, and soon had his dick sheathed and had apparently put lube on it because he was soon at my pucker and not waiting for me to ease into his entry. So I relaxed as quickly as I could and pushed my ass back a bit in a gesture of telling him I didn't mind, I couldn't say it out loud but this was close to what I'd been fantasizing about. He didn't go slow but he didn't ram into me unkindly either, making quick work of bottoming out into my ass. Shit, his cock is thick! It felt even better because it was attached to a gorgeous man who was staring into my eyes the entire time he rammed into me, laying occasional kisses on my lips and neck. He began slowly but forcefully thrusting into me, but soon couldn't hold back and was increasing his speed to a steady pounding and was able to hit my prostate on most in-strokes. Soon my cock was back to full attention. I have a pretty sensitive prostate, I'd never failed to cum from being fucked with minimal to no masturbating needed if the guy knew even remotely what he was doing.
John either knew very well what he was doing or was getting exceptionally lucky, because he didn't look ready to blow and I was approaching blasting my second orgasm all over his stomach and chest. The knowing grin on his face made me believe he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and how close I was, I decided that two could play at that game and decided to show him that I could return the favor. I began constricting the muscles in my ass around his cock in time with his strokes, milking his cock on his out-strokes. After the first stroke of my doing this he looked into my eyes with wild surprise and lust filled eyes, wiping that grin off his face. It felt good to be able to get a reaction like that from him. It wasn't long before he was squeezing his eyes shut and slowing down in an attempt to hold off his orgasm, his movements were getting more erratic and his thrusts even more forceful but slower overall, soon my prostate had had enough and I shot a second load up his chest and stomach, the constriction of the muscles in my ass from my orgasm had the desired effect and I could feel the condom filing within my ass. He collapsed on top of me and we both laid there catching our breath.
What felt like seconds, but was probably minutes later, he got up and extricated himself from me, removed his condom, tied it off and walked into the bathroom. He returned a few seconds later with a warm cloth and wiped us both off, and threw the cloth onto the floor, before climbing back into bed behind me and spooning up to my back. "Mind if I sleep with you for the rest of the night? I promise I'll wake up and leave before your mom gets up."
"Mmm, no. I just let you fuck me like that but you can't stay the night in my bed." I was too tired to even roll my eyes, so I just let the sarcasm work on it's own. "Of course I don't mind if you sleep with me, I'd actually like it if you held me like this all night, and you don't have to leave before my mom wakes up if you don't want to. She knows I'm gay and is alright with it. Plus don't you remember, she's the one who volunteered me for last night? Of course it's up to you, but I won't be kicking you out." I gave him a peck on the lips and turned back around to fall asleep.
I wasn't going to let him walk all over me, but I'm a monkeys uncle if I'm not a romance-wanting bottom by nature. It wasn't long before I could feel him relax and the rhythm of his breathing change to indicate he'd fallen asleep. There were the usual wolf howls out tonight, but none close to the house tonight. Must have been a fluke last night. It didn't take long for me to relax in his arms and fall asleep right along with him thinking the whole time about how hot he was up against my back, it was warm enough outside in early August, but he definitely felt rather warm, maybe it was from the workout we just had..*