The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of the author. If you are looking to get off quick, read something else. This is a short story presented in serial form of 4 sections and you'll be reading background, before you get to any mind-blowing sex scenes.
If you are bothered by same sex relationships, read no farther. This is a story about the interaction of males with each other in a fanciful setting. It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story.
Thanks to those who are encouraging me to continue with the presentation of this series.
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Joe's Dilemma
Chapter 3
Jerry was nervous. It wasn't usual for Jerry Wilder to be nervous. In fact, he normally prided himself on his ability to make other people nervous. It was the week before Labour Day and the staff of MacGregor Public School were having their first meeting of this new school year. It was also Jerry's first day on the job as the new vice-principal. He had worked hard and was promoted at the end of last June. It was a good thing too. He realized he was not a great teacher. He was in fact a barely adequate teacher even though he liked the children immensely and had worked at it diligently. What he was in fact was an excellent administrator. This was where he would find his true niche in the education system.
Looking around the meeting room, Jerry took note of all the new faces he would be dealing with this next year. Everyone here was new to him, except for Principal Jean Fowler. His gaze was drawn by a movement in the doorway. A man entered. He was not remarkable in any way, unless you considered the rust coloured red hair. He was largely built and a little overweight even though it was well distributed, but Jerry felt an attraction to this man simply at the sight of him. He didn't believe in love at first sight, but still there definitely was something that was more than just lust.
Christmas had passed already and Jerry was well established in his new role. He was really comfortable there and everyone had been totally accepting and supportive of him. Well almost everyone. Try as he might he could not establish himself with Joe. The man seemed to actively avoid him. There had to be something about him Joe had taken an instant disliking to, but he could not figure out what it was. The man never asked for anything, so Jerry had been unable to provide him with any help that would have left Joe with a better opinion of him. Joe was polite and co-operative, but always at a distance. He was never late, never absent and had not a single discipline problem with his grade eight class. It was amazing and extremely frustrating.
As the school year was ending, an unexpected turn of events occurred. Joe came to Jerry. Due to accidentally overhearing a conversation, Joe felt it necessary to explain to Jerry about being a very shy person. There was no animosity, no contempt, no desire to avoid Jerry. This he could deal with. He arranged to spend some quiet time with Joe. Let him meet the grown up, mature Jerry that could be charming and suave and totally disarming. Jerry never openly said it, even to himself, but he was going to notch this guy on his bedpost, even if it took another whole school year.
A couple trips out to dinner were arranged. While Jerry was away on his annual summer fuckfest vacation he made sure to mail Joe a couple non-sexual post cards and call him on the phone once. When he returned home sexually sated and physically worn out, he still had a need to make a golf date with Joe and have another dinner with him before classes started again. It was strange. Every time he spent time with Joe he came away liking more and more about this quiet, withdrawn younger man.
By the end of the first month of school, Jerry and Joe were going out to dinner about once a week. Jerry found himself looking forward to these evenings, even scrambling desperately to rebook the one evening he had to cancel because of other commitments. As October ended, Jerry realized he'd had no sexual activity since summer vacation and had no intention of having any. He was saving himself for Joe. It was then he faced the fact he was no longer trolling for Joe in lust, he was in love, real love, for the first time in his life. His goals went now far beyond a one time conquest. Jerry was seriously wanting something extended with this man and yet had no real proof Joe was even obtainable.
Jerry was scared to death of broaching the topic of a relationship. Knowing how shy Joe was, he was certain Joe would run away from him and all chance would be lost. At Christmas time they agreed to exchange presents. Jerry was frantic. It just had to be something personal, so Joe would know Jerry had these strong serious feelings for him. But what ? He looked at exotic massage oils, matching string bikinis and nipple rings. Again his concern of scaring Joe away won out and he ended up selecting a bathrobe and 4 pair of designer underwear including a pair of silk boxers. Suggestive, but explainable if questioned.
It was now late in March and the school year was wasting away again. Jerry had to approach the subject in some way to casually find out if Joe would even be interested in him. He was certainly not the best catch in the ocean and his track record on relationships was nonexistent. What could he do ? How could he be subtle ?
The three boys had spent this Saturday afternoon in front of Joe's TV. Joe spent his afternoon in the small utility room at the back of his apartment which he had converted into a very small office, marking composition papers which his class had handed in yesterday. Every so often he noticed one head or another would peek around the corner of the doorway, just to be certain he was still nearby and had not gone and left them alone. In the late afternoon, he stopped his work and went out to the living room.
"I have a dinner appointment this evening, guys." he announced. "Jerry's and my weekly dinner was rescheduled to tonight. Do you fellas have any ideas what you are going to be doing ?"
"Guess we better go home, so you can get ready for what you're going to do." Mickey said. "We've had a really good time and we can find lots to keep us busy. Maybe Mom will show up, but not likely on the weekend." Joe could see none of them were very eager to leave, but he knew their Mother did need every chance to assume her responsibility. The boys had spent a lot of time with Joe. After school, on weekends, even early mornings when there was no food in apartment 5. He knew their Mom relied on him to help look after them and then resented him for doing so. They stayed away from each other and the boys bounced back and forth between them, choosing to spend as much time with Joe as they possibly could.
"I won't be leaving for another hour or so," Joe offered, "so finish the program you're watching." He turned and went into his bedroom where he undressed and putting on his bathrobe, went to the bathroom to shave and shower and brush his teeth. It occurred to him that if the boys were going to be spending so much time in his apartment he should have tooth brushes there for them. He had in the past month and a half accumulated quite a pile of items for them.
After completing his tasks he returned to his room. Removing his robe he walked to the dresser to reach for and use his antideodorant and talc. As he applied the stick under his arm, Joe heard a noise at the bedroom door and glancing over saw Mickey standing there.
"What do you need, Mick ?" he asked.
"Am I going to have hair on my body when I get big like you ?" the eleven year old asked.
"Likely." Joe replied. "All men have some hair, some men have more than others." Joe was not excessively hirsute. He had fine, red threads under each arm in sufficient quantity to make it look bushy. His chest was clear except for a few stray strands circling each purplish coloured nipple. A fine hair trail ran from the V between his pecs down to his navel and then broadened and thickened to a furry path leading to the lush copper curls of his pubis. His thighs were lightly powdered with fine strands which thickened to dense mats down his legs and calves. No hair of any kind appeared on his back or butt.
Joe reached into his dresser drawer and the first pair of underwear he grabbed were the silk boxers which Jerry had given him for Christmas a few months ago. When he had received them, he had fantasized they had all sorts of sexual innuendoes related to them, but felt guilty about using his friend in that way. He had never worn them before but figured this was a good first occasion and quickly slipped them on.
"Gee. Those are really nice." Mickey remarked. "Can I feel them ?" Joe chuckled and nodded. The boy walked over to him and ran his hand up and down the side of the shorts. "I hope I can wear some like those someday."
"I'm sure you'll have a chance." Joe assured him casually reaching over and messing up the boy's red hair. Joe realized this type of male to male interaction was something the boy likely never had a chance to experience before. He could remember doing it with his Dad when he was growing up and it made him feel how very much he missed him since he had passed away. His Dad had known about Joe's sexual leanings and had loved him just the same as always.
Joe finished dressing with slacks, a sports shirt and jacket. Because they had to wear suits to work, Jerry and Joe had an arrangement they never wore ties when they went out together. It helped them both remember they were relaxing. No ties, no shop talk. They both stuck to the rules.
"What are you guys having for supper ?" Joe questioned. There was a general shrugging of shoulders. "I know you have eggs and milk and bread. Mickey, how about you make some French toast like we did a couple weeks ago ? If there's not enough milk for you to do that and still have a full glass each, then come over here and get some more." Joe had allowed Mickey to have a key to his apartment, knowing the boy was very responsible and trustworthy.
"Okay, Joe." Mickey agreed. "We can have it with syrup or jam on them."
Before he left, Joe gave each of the boys a hug and a kiss on the forehead. He received the same back.
"I was beginning to think you weren't going to come." Jerry said as Joe came into the restaurant.
"I'm sorry." Joe apologized. "The buses seem to be running late tonight. Either that or the first one was early and I missed it. Whichever way, it didn't work out the way I had planned. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
"Nah, I was just yanking your chain." Jerry laughed. "I just sat down myself." Jerry moved out of his seat at the booth and motioned for Joe to slide in next to him rather than sit on the other side of the table. It struck Joe as slightly strange. He also wondered why they were sitting back in an isolated corner of the eatery where no one else was around them. These thoughts lasted for the moment and then he just passed them off.
The two men talked about the week each had just put in and the things which had kept them occupied. Jerry had grown use to hear Joe talk about the boys and actually found he looked forward to the little vignettes about their lives. He warned Joe at least once every week about getting too attached to the kids, knowing full well he could get up some morning and find them moved. Joe knew these things, but appreciated Jerry caring enough about him to remind him of the possibilities. He had resolved in the first couple weeks he could only do for the boys what he could do. There was a limit and if it came to that he would just have to face it.
Their discussions continued through their dinner. They had eaten at this place several times and knew the right items to order for a most delicious repast. Joe had wanted to ask Jerry something for some time, but he still had to fight his shy and hesitant tendency when it came to broaching new subjects, even with the man he had come to regard as his best friend of all time. They had finished their meal and were sitting having coffee. Gathering all his courage he finally forged ahead.
"Jerry, I was wondering...er, I wanted to know," he started to say, "if you would.....er, if you would come to my apartment ? I want you to have dinner with me and the kids. I've never had anyone come to the apartment except the boys and I wondered if you would ?"
"I don't know if you will want me after we finish here tonight." Jerry replied. "There is something I have wanted to talk to you about for the longest time." Joe stared at his friend, surprised at what he was hearing.
"You can tell me anything, Jerry." Joe said with all his heart. "It would never make any difference about our friendship. Your the best friend I've ever had."
"I hope you think so later." Jerry told him. "I have tried every way I can think of to let you know about this without scaring you away and I just can't come up with a good way. Come here." Joe was very concerned about his friend. He was afraid there was terrible news, something tragic, an illness perhaps. He leaned close to Jerry, so he might hear him speak in lowered tones. When they were inches apart, Jerry reached up and gripped the lapels of his jacket and pulling Joe forward, kissed him. Not a peck on the cheek. A full blown, open mouthed, tongue plunging, passionate kiss of love and caring. When he let go of Joe, Joe fell backward into his seat, a look of stunned dismay on his face.
"I apologize for being so forward." Jerry began. "The last thing I want to do is lose.........." Joe leaned forward and grabbing Jerry's coat, pulled him into a repeat performance with Joe this time taking the initiative and sweeping Jerry's breath away.
"Oh, my God." Jerry gasped when Joe released him. "I am in love. I love you Joe. I have since the first time I laid eyes on you."
"I've never been in love before, Jerry," Joe replied, "but I think I am with you too."
"I want you really badly, Joe," Jerry whispered, "but not tonight, not now. This has to be right. It needs to be planned."
"Jerry, you need to know something." Joe spoke hesitantly. "I'm a virgin. I have very little experience, practically none at all."
"Then our first time needs to be extra special." Jerry told him. "I have enough experience for the two of us, maybe way too much. At least I know how to make this right. Let me arrange this for us, I really want to." Joe of course was hesitant. The thought of not knowing what was going to happen and what new situation he might be thrust into frightened him. Gathering all his resolve together, he put his trust in Joe and agreed.
It was set. Joe and Jerry were going away to a country inn for the second weekend in June. Joe had insisted on paying half of the expenses, taking a firm stand even over Jerry's objections. He made an end to the argument when he reminded Jerry this was his trip too, he was not being hired as the entertainment for the weekend. Jerry smacked himself for thinking of this in terms of a `one night stand' and realized he had to remember he was trying to expand their relationship, not end it.
In the interim, Jerry came to dinner at Joe's apartment and met the three boys who occupied such a major part of his love's life. The boys were their usual well behaved and charming selves and Jerry was very impressed with the accuracy of Joe's portrayal of what wonderful kids they really were. He could see how comfortable the boys were with Joe and in his apartment and he found it remarkable how Joe related to the boys without the slightest hesitation or uncertainty. He reflected that he had seen this as well in Joe's classroom when Joe worked with his students. None of the shy, withdrawn traits of the man showed, only this confident, caring side. It made Jerry want Joe even more.
After the boys went home, Joe and Jerry sat on the couch and kissed and held each other. Neither had ever had a relationship like this. Jerry had always previously moved his partner to the bedroom as quickly as possible and Joe had never allowed anyone to be this close and familiar with him. Each felt a satisfaction from the gentle caring they gave each other that they had never previously experienced and they slowly fell more and more in love. Jerry finally risked all and asked if he could spend the night. Joe found not only could he not refuse this man, he didn't want to.
In Joe's bedroom, they slowly undressed each other. Naked they stood and visually examined every inch of the other's body.
"How could you possibly want me ?" Joe finally asked. "You are so beautiful, and I'm not anything special at all." Jerry looked into the bigger man's eyes. He had not been disappointed at all.
"You are perfect to me." Jerry responded. "I am as thrilled and turned on by the outer man as I am by the inner one."
They kissed, sitting on the end of Joe's king sized bed, stroking and caressing each other's body. Their kisses were slow and soft, promising they would be loving and kind to one another. Moving up on the bed they stretched out and continued their gentle explorations with their hands, Joe following Jerry's leads and mimicking his movements. Jerry gently pushed Joe over flat on his back. Kissing the big man's nose and eyes he continued his trail of kisses around to Joe's ear and down his neck. Crossing his chest slowly he reached the purplish disc of flesh with its little stub protruding. Jerry kissed and then licked and nibbled on the skin and Joe gasped and groaned having never had anyone, not even himself stimulate this remarkably sensitive area. Jerry crossed over and stimulated the other purple disc in a similar manner eliciting a like reaction from his passive love.
Jerry was absolutely fascinated with the colour of Joe's body hair. Tonguing the short, fine fuzz from between Joe's pecs to his navel, he stopped long enough to push his tongue into that thimble size well which was filled with the nectar drooling from the slit at the end of the impressive tool which hovered over and beyond the mass of red pubic curls. As Jerry savoured the clear fluid his hand stroked through the flaming curls feeling their soft texture. Having drained the small reservoir, Jerry's tongue reached for the source of the clear nectar and his lips closed around the upper half of the engorged head on Joe's rigid mast. Joe shouted out from the sensation and tried to sit up, but Jerry held him in place.
"I can't take much more of what you're doing." he told Jerry. "I've never felt anything so wonderful in my whole life. I'm right on the edge of shooting."
"Well cool down then Babe." Jerry whispered back to him in a raspy tone. "We've got a long way to go yet."
Heeding Joe's warning, Jerry backed off for a few moments and then leaving the unbending post, moved down the body to lick and suck at the meaty balls and their sac. He sucked each large oval into his mouth and explored it with his tongue. Every inch of the pliable sac was washed by his busy tongue. Now ready for the main feast, Jerry left the damp orb container and started back licking the hard pole, this time beginning at the base and stroking upward. When he reached the top without a pause or a breath he engulfed the entire 8" shaft in his mouth, forcing the hot, spongy head into his throat.
While all this was going on, Joe was beside himself. The quickie blow job he had once received in the University john had been nothing like this. It had been over in 30 seconds. Tonight it just went on and on. Every nerve ending in this groin was on fire. He was panting and groaning and grunting with absolutely no control over what was coming next. This was the first time ever Joe had given himself over to someone else's control. He was going wild. Every act Jerry performed excited him more and more. He was coming closer and closer to the point of no return. When Jerry took his cock into his throat he could go no farther. With a loud grunt and moan he poured forth his fluids directly to his friend, his now lover. There was no end to it. His cock spurt and spurt like never before and Joe traveled far from his bed to another location, another world, where he floated in some unknown dimension. He had never, ever reached this place before. This must be where lovers go he concluded and someday soon he would be here again and Jerry would be with him.