Kevin

From Kevin 18:

"I answered what might have been a rhetorical question out loud, with a variation of the advice I had given Patrick earlier in the week. I said, `Daniel, go find out.'

He looked at me intensely. He nodded and then hugged me hard. He kissed me on the cheek and said, `You're an amazing son-in-law already.'

And then he was gone.

I woke up the next morning and checked my cell before going to class. I had a voice mail. I listened to the mail. It was Patrick. He was upset. He said that Daniel had called him to cancel tonight's meeting. Well, I knew why. He was also upset that Mike had canceled his date on Saturday night. That I didn't know why. Time to talk to Mike again and see what was going on with him!

I'll invite him over after practice tonight!"

Mike did come over to talk on Wednesday. It was nice to see him again. I mean it was really nice to "see" him again. He sure was cute with his red hair and freckles and boyish man's body. I could tell he would be a different kind of stunner when he fully grew into his manhood. However, he was quite attractive enough now. And while I enjoyed looking, I certainly wasn't touching.

He accepted a beer, gratefully, sat back and brooded. I finally said, "Well?"

He startled and looked at me. "Jacob", he began. "I see you as a friend who likes me as a friend." I saluted him with my beer bottle. "You're not after me. I know that. All you want is Kevin." I nodded again. "And I respect that. I also want to thank you for setting me up with Patrick. He sure is a lot of fun. He has something to say all the time. I enjoy hearing him talk and go on about things."

"But?" I asked, since it was obvious that there was a "but" coming.

He grimaced. Somehow the frown on his face gave him a manliness that foreshadowed the future Mike.

"Yeah, there's a but", he said. "I don't know how to put this, but he's a little young' for me or something. I mean, he's funny and he makes me laugh. He's always saying something unexpected and just slightly off'. But I like him like a friend and only like a friend. I don't like him like anything else." And then Mike looked at me with another frown, but also a questioning look, as if he hoped I understood. Well, it was now obvious to me that that match making didn't work out. Sigh. Suddenly I could just imagine another Patrick visit, this time bemoaning his suddenly barren love life instead of the too many choices of earlier in the week. Oh well, guess I would deal.

Mike must have misunderstood my expression as he started to explain himself further. I interrupted him and said, "No, Mike, I do understand. I'm sorry it didn't work out between you guys. However, I do hope you can work it out to become real friends who will talk for real and support each other in your other relationships."

Mike looked startled, again, as if he hadn't even considered that possibility. He gave a quick, and slightly guilty smile, that made me smile in return.

"Do you think that's even possible?" he asked.

"I think it's worth a try", I said. "And I can tell you that Patrick really needs a good friend right now. He needs a friend who likes him, respects him, and isn't trying to get into his pants, for once!"

Mike laughed out loud at that. He agreed to see Patrick again and work to see if they had a future as friends without benefits. Grin. However, even though this might become a satisfactory solution for both of them, I did have one question.

"So why did you cancel Saturday night's date with Patrick, Mike? That might have been a good time to work on changing the nature of your relationship with Patrick. He said you guys had only made out up to now, so nothing too serious has been going on yet anyway. I think you could have turned the whole relationship around more easily Saturday than you can now, now that you've completely canceled the date. So what's up?"

To my surprise he blushed and looked down at the floor.

Finally he looked up at me and said, "Well, my asshole of an ex has been spreading rumors about me around, especially in the band. So, it seems it's become a challenge to figure out what size of bottle to compare my cock to. I've now heard coke bottle, beer bottle, water bottle (of different sizes) and even wine bottle." He looked at me with horror then. "Can you imagine what it's like to be looked at and talked about as a freak, because you have a big cock?"

I had to acknowledge that I didn't. However I said, "Mike, I've seen your cock hard. It is huge, but it's not freakish. And, as I told you on the away game trip, I'm sure some guys will lust after it!"

He looked down again then and finally said, "Well, that's actually the problem now!"

I looked at him questioningly, not following.

He understood. "Jacob, the problem now is that a number of guys (and some women) are now being too friendly with me in the wrong kind of way. From the way they're acting it's clear that they just want to score with me so that they can brag that they had Freaky Mikey fuck them, yet lived to tell the tale! I mean how sick is that? They don't want me for me. They want to brag about getting skewered, getting split open, and surviving it! I think they fucking want me to hurt them badly, put them in pain, and then want to brag about the whole thing. To me that's so sick. It's like bragging about getting raped or something. I can't stand this either!"

I reached over and pulled him into my arms for a hug. He was trembling with anger and outrage.

After a minute, he continued, "And if I could kill my ex, I cheerfully would. But he's been hiding from me ever since this new development." He shook his head in my arms. I could feel the heat radiate from his body. "And if it weren't for Matt and Arvo I don't think I would have survived this week!"

Ok, I bit. "Matt and Arvo?" lifting my eyebrows as high as they would go. He pushed back from me and said, "Yeah". I let the silence continue until he went on. "They're two guys in the band who decided to help me out. They sort of told everybody to back off and leave me be."

I bit again. "So, two guys managed to persuade the others to leave you alone. They must be some kind of guys! And as an aside, Mike, if I had known about all of these problems caused by your ex, I would have been glad to help, too. You're a good guy and I like you."

Mike blushed a bit again. "Thanks, Jacob. And with your strength and your skills from your Army training, you would have been a great help, too. But, no, they took care of the others. However, now the problem is that I may have substituted one problem for another problem. It seems that both of them are interested in me! But", he interrupted me before I could say anything and he nodded at me, "I think, that they are interested in me in the right way. And I think I'm interested in them, too! Oh Jacob! What am I going to do?"

I did have a hard time not laughing then. Talk about an embarrassment of riches, once again! And Mike did remind me a bit of Patrick just then, too. I mean there was a real difference in appearance and jocularity. Mike was more masculine as well. However! I could see why they didn't attract each other. Just a bit too much similarity to each other in some waysÉ However, they could become good friends instead, I hoped.

I bit once more. "So, tell me about them."

"Talk about opposites", he answered. Except in height they're really different. They're both about 6'4 to 6'5, so pretty tall. But Arvo is from, like, Finland or somewhere up there. He's very blond, almost white-haired, with really fair skin. He has these icy blue eyes that glared down a bunch of the people after me. And he's really good-looking in this white, blond, Nordic way with the chiseled chin and all that. He looks like he's been skiing his whole life. Nice shoulders and thin waist, but a nice chest, too." I shook my head in amazement. Carolina was more International than it used to be, I guess. Mike was still talking, "Éwhile Matt is African American from Charlotte. You can tell he used to play football and basketball in high school. He may not be quite as built as you are Jacob, but then he has to stretch those muscles out over more distance, too!" He stopped to laugh then. "You can imagine how successful Matt was in getting people to leave me alone, too! Anyway. They're both with me as often as they can be. While they're not actually unfriendly with each other, I don't think they could ever be friendly with each other either. They're just too different. While neither one is pushing me too hard, they've both made it clear that they are interested in me, really interested in me! It's obvious that they want me to choose one of them. And they've both implied that they want to make love to me and go all the way, both ways, with me!"

Well, I had a hard time not licking my lips at the thought of any combination of the three of them in bed naked. Talk about different types! I mean, people would pay to see them make love, especially if boyish Mike were in charge, with his big cock and red hair fucking these big guys and making them moan! I started to flush a bit at how hot this scene would be. Look. I won't deny I'm a bit kinky at times, too! I mean, who's not? And the idea of Mike and those guys in bed and beautiful Mike with his huge cock deep in a beautiful tall guy's jock ass as they both moanedÉ Wow! LOL!

I could tell Mike didn't know how to read my expressions. That made me glad for a change! I told myself to calm down then and lose my sudden erection!

"Well, Mike", I said. Maybe it would be best if you actually `dated" each of them, sort of like you were starting to do with Patrick, to figure out how all of you felt about each other?"

"Way ahead of you, Jacob", he replied. "Matt's Friday night and Arno's Saturday. So, that's why I canceled Patrick."

"Got it", I said. We chatted for a bit more and I told him I was here for him if he wanted to talk Sunday night about how the weekend went. He replied he probably would. Then he left.

Finally it was Friday night, Kevin's and my night! YES!!!!!!!!!

We managed to make it out of the apartment for a dinner out. We didn't go to an expensive place, since Daniel (Kevin's Dad) wasn't paying this time. So, just a slightly sophisticated sandwich place that did more Mediterranean style sandwiches with better ingredients, including real bread, good lettuce, real vinaigrette, and fresh mozzarella.

We sat and ate in enjoyment. We had a beer, just to relax at the end of yet another long week. I have to admit that it was nice just to be with my man, acting like lovers and partners, enjoying a simple night out. I have to admit it was so nice just to be with Kevin. I noticed that both of us were loving looking at each other, smiling at each other, and touching each other from time to time. Despite not being with each other as much as either one of us might have wanted during the past week plus, it was a wonderful feeling knowing that our new depth of relationship was enduring. We didn't even have to acknowledge our love out loud. It just was. It was a part of us, of both of us, equally.

Still early we went back to the apartment. We shucked our clothes and got into bed and spent time reacquainting ourselves with every inch of the other's body. It was so relaxed, so sensual, and so wonderful to be so free with each other. Somehow the beach hadn't left us. It felt as though we were still there. Eventually we progressed to deep throating each other in a 69. Damn his cock felt wonderful in my throat! Now that we could deep throat each other, we felt incredible on both ends of our connection. Too soon, we gave into our mutual lust and started grabbing each other's faces and then the passion and lust picked up. We thrust much harder and more violently into each other's hot mouth. We each dropped one arm to he ass of the other and then squeezed cheeks and finally played with each other's hole! Yeah! Fuck yeah! I was so close, thrusting into my beautiful man, playing with his hole and his hot jock body. I finally couldn't stand it any more and came inside him in buckets! Yes!!!!!! He returned the favor seconds later and filled me to overflowing with his hot cum!!! Incredible! Within more seconds we turned toward each other and kissed as sloppily as possible letting the cum escape our mouths and coat our faces. Fucking hot feeling of extreme debauchery! Yeah! Fucking over the top!

But we didn't let up. Neither one of us went soft. It had been just too long since we had had each other. We kissed more and fondled each other's slimy, wet cock. I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it!

I pulled my legs up and clasped them around Kevin's butt and back, opening myself up for the invasion of his long, hard, cock. He looked at me with a questioning expression. I nodded, letting him know I was already prepared for him. He grinned, his incredible grin, and was soon "knocking at my back door"! I raised up to help him enter me. I gasped just a bit and started moaning. He soon slid smoothly all the way inside. His moans soon matched mine.

We made love smoothly and easily for a while. Damn he felt good in me! He sure ticked all the x's in my boxes! He pumped in me, just savoring my hot ass around his long, wet, cock. I loved that for a while, but then passion overtook me again. I grabbed Kevin's cute jock butt and pushed him into me even deeper. I grabbed him with both hands and asked him to please fuck me, to fuck me harder and faster. Kevin was ready to oblige! He used the muscles in his superbly conditioned soccer body to fuck me harder, faster, and deeper than ever! His body was a blur as he fucked faster and faster. I was reduced to inarticulate moans as my eyes rolled back in my head! All was pleasure. All was us, tied together by his hot cock slamming into me at full speed. Augghhh!!!!, I started to yell, as he hit my button over and over again. I could feel the cum boiling up in me. I couldn't stop it if I tried. I had no control at that point at all. I was Kevin's. I was his. I was cummmmmmiiiiiinnnnggggggg!!!!!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I yelled, totally out of control!

I felt his cock swell even more inside me and he suddenly screamed in response! He pulled out and came all over me and then collapsed on top of me, breathing harder than in any damn soccer match! LOL!

I pulled him onto me and pulled his mouth against mine. Our kisses and touches were soft at first, but, hey, we were still young (or pretty young, in my case!) and the night was not old. Our kisses eventually got more and more passionate. I could feel us both get hard against each other. We started to grind our sweaty wet and cummy bodies against each other. I kept Kevin on top of me and pushed my crotch and hard cock up into him. He pushed right back against me. Eventually we came up for breath. I could feel Kevin grab my cock and assure himself of its erection. He then raised himself up until only his butt was on my crotch. He was facing me still and he gave me a shit-eating grin. He took my cock in his hand and slowly, very slowly, sat on it!

I must have been wide-eyed in amazement because Kevin laughed out loud, even while skewering himself on my thick cock! He said then, "Hey I prepared myself, too. You're not the only smart fucker in the room!" Well, he had me there!

He finally got to the bottom and then started to raise himself up and down on my cock! His expression was a mixture of awe, slight pain, and lust! I let him take his time fucking himself with me. But then Kevin opened his eyes and mock frowned at me and said, "Hey Cowboy, gonna give me a ride or what?" That was all it took! I took over and started to fuck Kevin as hard as I could from down below! Grin. His expression turned to real awe as he tried to stay mounted on me. I bucked him up and down, right and left. At one point he pretended to have a lariat he was going to throw! Very funny! Just for that I pushed up even harder and deeper! That made him yelp and we both laughed in delight with our love making!

Well, this didn't last as long as I'd hoped either. After a great ride, though, I finally pushed him off and rolled over on top of him and started to "frot" us both belly to belly and cock to cock! Rubbing his smooth body with my hairy one we soon erupted again!

God this was great!!! This time it took even longer for us to recover from our physical sex. We were so sweaty, hot, and sticky. Felt so fucking good!

Eventually we rolled out of bed into the shower for yet one more time to enjoy each other's hot naked bodies and beautiful cocks!

We blasted together and had to soap up one more time!

Peaceful sleep.

Lovely breakfast. Too soon it was time to separate. Damn I hate that. It does get old. Still, at least I had him and he had me. We were well on the way to full partnership.

Anyway.

Later in the day Carolina managed to win the final football game necessary for a bowl game. Already the talk was about us going to a pretty minor bowl game in Charlotte. Oh well, at least I'd get another over night stay with Kevin that way, I thought. Soccer season would be over by then.

Saturday night was calm. I knew Mike was out with the second of the two guys "competing" for him. I still was a bit floored by how "opposite" the guys were in their appearance. Still, I guessed he'd learn a lot about himself from how different the guys wereÑin appearance anyway! I mean who knows what they'd be like in bed! Grin.

I was a bit surprised not to get a visit from Patrick. However, I was also wondering if he wasn't sort of licking "wounds" from what happened last week. Of course, knowing him he could also have had fun with Marco last night and/or was having fun with Jorge tonight. The one thing I did know was that I would hear ALL about it eventually! LOL.

Uneventful Sunday, although I did go to the soccer match and cheered on Carolina to yet another win. It was clear that the team was going to the playoffs. Now it was going to be a question of seeding for the tournament. While I was proud of the team and their play, I also figured this would prolong the season. I wasn't so happy about that. I even looked up the dates for the championship. It would be the weekend after Thanksgiving. December? And it was going to take place in Hoover, Alabama? Where the heck was that? Somehow, I wasn't sure about a road trip there, although I certainly did want to see the team play, and maybe for the national championship. Guess we'll see.

Weather was finally cooling off and there was a light drizzle finally. No sunbathing topless today! Still, the team was on fire and played really well. They beat Miami 3-0. Kevin was brilliant with his assists once again. Marco was the primary beneficiary with two goals!

No time for a shower tryst after this game. Instead Daniel took me aside and asked if he could give me a lift home. I was a bit surprised but figured he wanted to talk. Yup!

After a glass or two of a nice white, slightly sparkling, Italian wine (he brought the bottle), he sighed and started to explain just how wonderful his weekend in Eastern North Carolina had been. Yup, he and Officer Bob had gotten together again on Friday and Saturday. Daniel and Bob had taken Friday off from work and Daniel had driven back to Chapel Hill, just in time for the second half of the game today.

It seemed that this weekend was even better than the first one. Once again, they spent pretty much the whole weekend naked in Bob's secluded house on the outskirts of his small town near the beach. Once again it seemed that each of them were both developing real feelings for the other man. Daniel was confused by this development. He had a hard time understanding this since, if anyone were to look at the two of them together, they would see two really different guys. One was a bit tall, thin, and dark-haired. The other was broad, a bit stocky, and had lighter-colored hair. One of them was a big-city lawyer and the other was a small-town cop. And the fact that Bob was actually from the North (he had grown up in a small coastal town not far from one of the huge cities of the Northeast and had only moved to North Carolina about ten years ago) also confused Daniel who was very, very, Raleigh and wondered at his attraction to a real "Yankee".

I, of course, (sigh) was able to reassure him and make sure he knew that what they had in common with their feelings, their desires, and their interests was much more important than how different they looked and what their backgrounds were.

He was still shaking his head a bit, but did look relieved after we talked and after I had expressed my approval of Bob. He said that he and Bob weren't getting together next weekend since Kevin was going on a road trip to an away game at Florida State and Daniel was going, too, rooming with Diego (!). He thought that a weekend apart might give them both time to reflect on what the next steps might be.

I had just gotten Daniel settled and shooed out the door, and had barely read the text from Mike saying he would come by tomorrow night and not tonight, when there was a new knocking at the door. What the heck? I opened the door and Patrick rushed in and said, "Jacob, I met him! I'm in love!"

And he kissed me full on the lips, beaming at me!

To be continued.

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