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Judgment Error 19 by: Chip Dyp (chipdyp@hotmail.com)
"What do you think?" Ian was holding up a tight sweater and a pair of black khaki's.
"Ian, it doesn't fucking matter. David really doesn't care what you wear."
"But, I do. I want to look good for him. Do you think this is too Ricky Martin?"
I lay back on Ian's bed and shook my head. "You're asking me? The straight boy?"
Ian laughed and walked over to the bed. "David and I can convert you, if you'd really like to be gay, Will."
"Funny boy." I sighed and looked up at Ian. "Yeah, that looks good. It's very Ricky Martin, but that's all right." I pointed to the four shopping bags on the bed. "So, Erin helped you pick out all these clothes?"
"Yeah." Ian smiled. "Evidently it's not as much fun to dress Rob."
I laughed. "Rob hates shopping with her."
"I know, she told me."
"So, what else did you get?"
"A bunch of shirts, a couple pairs of jeans, some sweaters, a pair of khaki's, and a couple pairs of shoes."
"Cleaned out The Gap, did you?"
"Uh, no. I don't shop at The Gap. If I wanted to wear a uniform, I'd join the army."
I laughed and watched Ian as he pulled off his shirt. His skin was so pale and smooth. There wasn't a blemish to mark the skin. No hair to break up his beautiful lines, no freckles to draw your attention. He'd started working out a little, and his body was beginning to tighten up. He was a very attractive boy.
Ian turned and popped the button on his jeans. I turned away and watched in the mirror as his pants slid down his lithe legs. He was wearing a pair of black briefs that hugged his curves, and accentuated his sex appeal. I don't think Ian realized how beautiful he really was. I looked away and when I looked back, Ian had his pants on and was pulling on his shirt.
"So, how do I look?"
"You look mahhvellous."
Ian blushed and smiled. "You think David..."
"David will think that you are beautiful. Now, go brush your teeth."
"All right." Ian paused for a second and walked over to me. "Thanks for everything, Will. If it wasn't for you, David and I wouldn't get a second chance."
"It was nothing Ian." I gave Ian my best smile. "I'm gonna head home if you can do without me now."
I looked in the mirror and smiled at myself. This was it. My second date with Ian.
God, I wish I wasn't so fucking nervous! I did a breath check.
It had been two weeks since the date from hell. This night had to go perfectly. I couldn't risk losing Ian. He completed me. I pulled on my shirt and grabbed my wallet off the dresser. This time everything would be different. Everything would be perfect.
"What time are you going to be home, tonight?" My dad asked, poking his head into my room.
"Two?" I asked hopefully.
My dad just looked at me.
"One?"
My dad nodded and continued on to his bedroom. I smiled. One o'clock was more than fair. I checked my breath one last time and walked out to the car. I had washed the beast in the morning, making sure I wiped down the passenger seats. It looked clean, it smelled clean, and more importantly, it wasn't sticky anymore.
I took my time driving over to Ian's. I was early this time. No need to speed, no need to hurry. As I pulled into the driveway, Will pulled out. He waved at me and smiled. I waved back and walked up to the front door. I rang the doorbell and waited patiently. Ian's mom answered the door, and sent me down to the basement where Ian was getting ready.
I walked slowly into Ian's dark family room. Even with the lights on, it wasn't very bright. But, I knew Ian liked it dark. I walked down the hallway to his bedroom and knocked gently. "Ian, it's me."
"Just a second, I'm just getting dressed."
"No hurry, I'm early."
Ian opened the door and smiled at me. I took a deep breath. "Wow," I whispered. "You're so beautiful."
Ian blushed and looked at his feet. "You're looking pretty good yourself, David."
I smiled back at Ian. "Well, should we get going?"
Ian nodded and followed me up the stairs and called out, "We're leaving, mom. I'll be home late."
"No later than one," Ian's dad yelled back.
"Yes, Dad." Ian replied pulling on his shoes.
It had taken a little convincing, but David finally agreed to go to Boston Pizza for supper. I think he wanted to avoid going anywhere that we'd gone on our first date. But, I really liked Boston.
The restaurant was nearly empty this time, as we took our seats in a non-smoking booth. The waiter took our drink orders and left us with the menus. "So, what are you having?" I asked quietly, as I perused the menu.
"I think I'm going to have the pasta again. It was really good last time."
David looked up at me and smiled. His gaze shifted, and his smile widened. "They have a juke box?"
"Yeah."
"Oh wild. I'm going to go pick some songs." He paused and looked at me sincerely. "If that's all right. Did you want to pick some?"
"I trust you. Go pick us some music."
"Are you sure? I mean..."
"Go. I'll be right here." I watched as David walked past me towards the jukebox. I looked at the menu and smiled when 'She's So High' by Tal Bachman came on. David knew I loved that song.
I closed my eyes and began mentally singing along. It was such a cool song. Kinda made me think, though. What did David see in me? I mean, he is beautiful, smart and funny. So high above me. Yet he had picked me. He had fallen in love with me. And I loved him.
When the song ended, I opened my eyes. David was sitting in front of me smiling. "I thought you might like to hear that song."
"Thanks. You're so sweet." I felt my face grow warm.
David laughed and closed his menu. "I'm glad you liked it." The waiter came up and took our orders.
Supper was uneventful. Nothing got spilled, and nothing was ruined. When we finished, the waiter came around and asked if we'd like desert. We both politely declined and sat back. The movie didn't start for another 45 minutes, so we both got refills and sat back to talk about school and normal guy stuff.
David told me a lot about Steinbach, and the kids there. He had always felt like he was different. And, he was. I told him how I had been forced to learn very quickly that being different wasn't bad. I told him how I had been teased horribly all through elementary school. He looked sad as I told him about some of the things that I had been put through. I also told him that it wasn't all bad. I had learned to stand on my own, and be self-confident.
As I continued telling David about Junior High, I thought about what I had just said. I had been self-reliant. I had been self-confident. But, I wasn't anymore. Stefan had stolen my courage and my confidence.
I took a last sip of my drink and smiled, pushing my thoughts aside. "Well, shall we get going?"
"I guess so." David grabbed the bill off the table and pulled out his wallet.
"How much was it?" I asked, pulling out my wallet.
"Don't worry about it." He lowered his voice and winked at me. "I asked you out, remember?"
"That doesn't mean you have to pay," I whispered back.
"Too bad. It's my treat."
"Fine, then I'll pay for the movies."
"No you won't."
The hostess interrupted our conversation as she rang in the bill. She asked if we had an Air Miles card, which neither of us had. David handed over the gift certificates we had received the last time we had been there. The clerk took the certificates matter of factly, and smiled as David handed her a five dollar tip.
"Well, what do you want to do now," I asked as we walked away from the theatre. I couldn't believe they were already sold out.
"We could rent a movie," Ian said. He looked at me and smiled.
"All right, what do you want to rent?"
"I don't know. Why don't we see what they have?"
"All right." I sighed. It was starting again. Why didn't things work out whenever we went on a date? "I'm sorry that we couldn't see the movie Ian."
"Don't worry, David. It's not your fault that the tickets are sold out. Besides, I don't like watching movies in a full theatre."
Was he just saying that? Wasn't he worried about being alone? It had taken all my control not to touch him when I'd first seen him tonight. He looked so good! It was so hard not to touch him.
It didn't take me long to get to BlockBuster. We walked up and down the aisles for almost fifteen minutes before we found a couple of movies that looked interesting. I took them up to the till, and paid for them before Ian had a chance to get his wallet out. He just smiled at me and grabbed a diet coke and a big bag of chips.
"What did you want to drink?" He asked, as the clerk rang up my rentals.
"You don't have to get me anything."
"Uh huh. What do you want?"
I smiled and shook my head. He was just so sweet. "Cherry Coke, if they have it."
Ian grabbed a bottle of Cherry Coke and walked over to the other clerk. She rang up his purchases, and tossed the snacks into a bag. "I'll meet you out at the car," Ian said, walking through the security gate.
"All right."
When I finished with the clerk, I got into the car. I hoped Ian didn't mind renting movies. It just wasn't the same as going to the theatre. Fortunately, my parents were out tonight.
I mustered up my courage and smiled at Ian. "You wanna watch the movies at my house? My parents were going to some function or something."
"Sounds good."
We drove in silence towards the house. My palms were sweaty and I had condor flying around in my stomach.
Please God. Please make sure nothing goes wrong.
I pulled into the driveway, and slid out of the car. Ian followed me as I walked up the walk to the door, and went inside. "Go make yourself comfortable in the family room. I have to go to the bathroom, and I'll be right down."
Ian nodded and took the movies from me. "Don't be long," he whispered. "I'll be waiting for you." He winked and with a laugh went downstairs.
I walked into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. I was starting to get an erection. This wasn't good. I need to reign in my hormones. I needed to be strong.
I walked into the family room and tossed one of the tapes into the VCR. I had been in the room a couple of times before, but I hadn't had a chance to look at all the things on the wall and shelves. David's parents were collectors, and they had a lot of cool stuff.
I was looking at a ceremonial dagger in a leather sheath, when David walked into the room. He peered over my shoulder and smiled.
"It's a Scottish Dagger," he said quietly. "I think it belonged to someone in the Macintosh clan."
"Cool. I popped one of the tapes into the VCR. It's ready to go when you are."
"Which one?"
"I think it was 'The Shining'."
David smiled and nodded. I sat down on the couch in front of the TV. David looked at me for a second, and then sat down in another chair. He could hardly see the TV from there. The chair had a very bad angle to the TV.
"Why don't you come sit with me?" I asked, shyly.
"I, uh... Are you sure you want me to, uh..."
"It's all right."
David stood up and walked over to the couch. He sat down beside me and blushed. I reached out and took his hand into mine. "In case I get scared," I lied.
He blushed some more, and shyly smiled at me. "I love you Ian."
"I love you too, David."
As the movie started, I squeezed David's hand slightly. He squeezed it back. I wished I could do more with David. I wanted to hold him in my arms, and stroke his chest. I hated Stefan.
I whimpered as Rob pulled out of me. He was so gentle with me. I loved it when he made love to me. That thick cock of his was enough to make any girl feel wave after wave of orgasmic ecstasy.
He skinned the condom off his softening cock and tossed it in a plastic baggie. When he had cleaned himself up a bit, he rolled back into bed beside me and pulled me close to his hairy chest.
"That was wonderful," I told him, gently stroking his nipple.
"You were wonderful," Rob replied. He gently stroked my back and kissed me full on. "So how was you shopping trip with Ian?"
"It was great. He's more fun to shop with than you are."
"How much did he buy?"
"A fair bit, but he didn't spend a lot. He's not big into names so, we weren't buying fifty dollar Tommy t-shirts."
"Smart boy," Rob kissed my neck and started sucking on my ear lobe.
"Uh huh. He looks really good in just about everything. And you can tell that he's started working out."
"Already?"
"Uh huh. He didn't have a lot of fat to burn off, and the definition is slowly starting to appear."
"That wasn't even our goal. He just wanted to be a little tougher, so he could defend himself if need be."
"Why would he need to defend himself?"
"You know. From Keith and all the other homophobes. He has to be able to defend himself."
I rubbed Rob's back, and snuggled in closer. "How are things between you and David now?"
"A little better. He's still angry with me, and he will be for a while. But he's still a friend. A really good one."
"Yeah, he's a good guy." I stroked Rob's muscular cheek. It twitched slightly in response to my soft touch. "Have you talked to your brother lately?"
"Not since the last time. He should be calling soon. I really want to talk to him again. I need his advice, and..." Rob sighed. "I miss him."
"I wish I could make everything better for you Rob, but I can't."
"I know. There's no easy solution to the problem."
I pressed my head against Rob's chest and listened as his large heart steadily beat its pulsating rhythm. Rob was so handsome, so manly. Ian, David, and Will were all cute in their own right, but in my mind they couldn't top my man.
"When did you say your parents would be home?" I asked, twirling my fingers in Rob's ample chest hair.
"At about midnight. Some sort of hospital charity function."
"Are you ready for another round?"
"Not quite yet. I may be young, but I do need a little time to recover." Rob smiled as he said that, and began caressing my body. He wasn't ready for another round, but he was more than willing to warm me up so that when he was ready, everything would be good to go. I giggled as his finger rubbed against my clit, and moaned when suckled on my nipple. I was getting too hot, too fast. I needed to cool things down, and I knew just how to do it.
Pulling his hand from my hot greedy snatch, I peered into his eyes. "So, when were you going to tell me about David and Ian?"
Rob coughed and pulled away from my neck. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, when were you going to tell me that they were going out?"
"They aren't."
I gently grabbed Rob's cock and pushed his foreskin back. I began rubbing my fingertip round and round the sensitive head of his cock. Rob moaned and tried to pull away, but I had a firm grip.
"Oh God, stop. I'll tell you everything."
"Good. I'm glad you see things my way." I pulled the skin back over his head and smiled.
"You're an evil woman."
"All woman are naturally evil. So, are you going to tell me, or shall I resume my persuasive techniques?"
"You can't tell a soul, understand. Not Jennifer, not Rebecca...no one."
"I promise."
"They've been going out for a couple of weeks. They're on their second date tonight."
"Awww, that's so cute."
"Yeah, they make a cute couple. Now how did you know?"
"I could just tell. It's the way that they look at each other and blush. It's just the little things. It's a shame they're gay. They are both very attractive."
"As attractive as me?"
"Almost, but not quite." I nibbled on Rob's ear for a second, then whispered, "Are you ready for another round?"
Rob kissed my neck and caressed my left breast. "Ready and willing."
I rolled on my back and spread my legs. Idly, I wondered if Ian and David had had sex yet. I smiled up at Rob and wrapped my legs around his back as his condom covered cock entered my hot, wet gash.
I glanced up as the VCR clicked and whirred. The Exorcist was finished, and David was still fast asleep. It was a little unnerving when his body first leaned against mine. I had to fight the urge to push him away.
His head was now resting in my lap. At first, he had just been leaning against my shoulder, but slowly, his body grew heavier and heavier. I had gently eased his head down into my lap, and stroked the hair out of his eyes. It felt so good to let David close to me. It was so right, so wonderful. I never wanted to leave, but I knew I had to be getting home.
"David," I said quietly, gently shaking his shoulder.
"Emmmm, tired."
"I know you are, baby. But you have to give me a ride home."
David's eyes opened and swivelled as he looked around the room. When he realized where his head was, he quickly sat up. "Oh, Ian. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
I smiled at David and put a finger to his lips. "It's all right. I do need a ride home though. It's ten to one."
David blushed and smiled at me. "All right."
We both stood quietly and walked to the front door. I think David was mentally kicking himself for falling asleep on me, and I didn't know what to say. I had a great time with David, and I hoped he'd go on another date with me. I also wanted to do something before we got out to the car.
After I got my shoes on, I turned and smiled at David. "I had a great time tonight."
"You did? But I..."
I stopped David from continuing, by leaning in and kissing him gently. I wrapped my arms around David and held him close. He didn't reciprocate though. Even though he was standing in his front doorway after being awakened from his sleep, he didn't do what was natural. He didn't hug me. The sad part was, I was glad. Deep down, I knew that if he tried to hold me, I'd have to block every reflex I had to stop from freaking out.
When we finished kissing, I took a step back and smiled at David. His eyes were still wide open in shock. "David." I said quietly.
"Wow," He whispered. He put his finger to his lips and then looked at them. "I thought..." He gulped. "Wow."
"David, I'd really like to go out with you again. Did you want to go to the Halloween Dance with me?"
"But, I'm...I'm not out of the closet." It was kinda cute. David was still in shock from our little kiss. I wondered what he would be like in bed.
"We'll pretend to be straight at the dance, but we'll know we're on a date.
We'll be together, and no one will be the wiser."
"I'd like that," David whispered.
"We should get going, though."
"Uhh, right."
I followed my flustered boyfriend out to the car and let him take me home. I know he wanted to escort me to the door, but guys just don't do that for other guys. He watched until I was safely in the house and then backed out of the driveway.
When he was gone, I floated into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. Slowly, I sipped the cool clear liquid while I thought about David. He was such a great guy. He was smart, funny... and sexy.
It had been a while since I thought of anyone as sexy. The last person was Stefan. And Stefan had hurt me. I looked out the window at the pool and finished my water. Tomorrow was gonna be busy day. I had to help my dad get the pool ready for the winter.
As I walked down the stairs, I kept thinking about David. How his clothes clung to his body. How he'd blush and smile at me, when I complimented him.
How he had the cutest bulge in the front of his jeans. I stopped suddenly as I realized that I had noticed the bulge in the front of his jeans. Where the hell did that come from?
I flipped on the lights in the bathroom, and began getting ready for bed. No matter what I did, from brushing my teeth to washing my face, my thoughts kept returning to David. How I'd love to have him here with me. Right now.
Walking back to my room, I peeled off my clothes and eschewed putting on a t-shirt. It was really warm downstairs, and wearing a shirt to bed was starting to annoy me. Just after Stefan had attacked me for the last time, I needed the shirt to feel safe. I didn't need it anymore. David made me feel safe, even when he wasn't around.
I grinned, and slid into bed naked for the first time in months. I turned off the light, and settled back.
For a couple of hours I rolled around in my bed, trying to fall asleep. It was no good. Thoughts of David were keeping me awake. They were probing at my mind, and generally being a pain in the ass. I don't know how long it took, but eventually I fell asleep.
I dreamed about David. I dreamed of how he would kiss me gently, suckle on my nipples and hold me tightly. I dreamt that I'd hold him, and caress his beautiful body and then slowly passionately make love to him.
I awoke with a start as my rock hard cock pulsed, firing load after load of creamy cum. I groaned and bucked my hips to force the last of my seed out of my body. I shuddered and shivered for a second and then took a deep breath.
My body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat, and my heart was racing. I had never had a wet dream as intense as that one. Then it dawned on me. "A wet dream!" I smiled. "I had a wet dream about David."
"I had a wet dream about David," I said one last time. And then I closed my eyes and fell back into a deep sleep.
Continued.