Me and My CIT

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Me and My CIT

Chapter 8 - Resolution & Acceptance

Our last chapter ended with...

me going to see Joey and telling him that while I still loved him and thought of him as a "brother", I had fallen in love with Carl, and had made a committment to him, and as a result, I wouldn't be able to have sex with him any longer. Initially Joey was crushed to hear this, but after a few minutes he'd become angry and told me he never wanted to see me again, and had thrown me out of the house. Sobbing, I'd driven back to school.

We pick up with the story now, as I arrive back at school...

I'd stopped crying by the time I pulled into the parking lot. My eyes felt puffy and burned a little though. When I leaned over and looked in the rearview, they looked bloodshot too.

After I parked, I sat in the car staring straight ahead at our dorm building for a while. Images of Joey crying, and angrily ordering me from his house kept flashing through my mind. I felt my eyes and sinuses moistening again, and tried my best to think of something else... like, why would anyone put a "I may be slow, but I'm in front of you" bumpersticker on their car, like there was on the one across the aisle from me? Didn't they realize they were just inviting a road rage incident to occur???

Eventually, I decided sitting in the car like that wasn't accomplishing anything, so sighing heavily, I got out of the car and headed for my building.

When I got up to our room, Carl was there. He was sitting on his bed, reading from a history text book. He looked suprised when I walked in.

"I thought you'd be go- Oh!" he started to say, then suddenly he broke off, and looking concerned added, "Um... I take it things didn't go well?"

"Is it that obvious?" I asked, stepping over to my bed and sinking down onto the edge of it, so I was facing him. I felt more miserable knowing that I obviously looked as upset as I felt.

"Um, yeah, kinda," Carl said, dog-earing the page he was on, then closing his book and jumping up to come join me. "What happened?"

I told Carl about how my visit with Joey had gone sour and become drastically abbreviated.

"Shit!" he said softly, when I'd finished. "I- I'm sorry George!"

"Not your fault," I muttered, staring at the floor. "But thanks."

"Well..." he began, but trailed off.

When I looked at him, he had a guilty look on his face.

"What?" I asked.

Carl hesitated, but finally said, "Well... it really is kinda my fault! I mean, I'm the one who's getting in the way of the two of you having the kind of relationship he obviously wants to have with you!"

"Well... I suppose from his perspective, maybe that's true, but I offered to still be friends - hell - even to be brotherly with him yet, but..." I trailed off at the end.

"... he want's more than just 'brotherly love'," Carl finished my sentence.

"Yeah," I said, frowning and looking sadly at him.

Neither of us said anything for a minute.

Finally, Carl spoke. I noticed that his voice was a little raspy and he spoke softly and carefully.

"So... what are you going to do about it?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking at him. He looked both worried and embarrassed.

"Well... " he couldn't finish what he wanted to ask, and looked down at the floor.

Realizing, he was trying to ask me about my committment to him, I draped my arm around him, causing him to look up at me. I looked into his eyes and said, "This isn't going to change anything between you and me, nor any promises I've made you! Nothing will ever do that!"

I smiled wanly at Carl then. He broke into a relieved smile then too for a moment. As his smile faded, he took on a serious countenance and said, "Thanks... I know I should've realized that, but.. we're kinda new at this yet, and well... anyway, I am sorry for any problems I might've caused for you and Joey. I can imagine he's feeling pretty shitty, and that you are too, because he is."

"Yeah, I guess you're right about all that!" I said, a slight wry smile reappearing on my face.

Carl snaked his arm around my waist then and scootched over so he was right next to me. He hugged me then. For a couple minutes, we just sat there like that.

Finally, Carl said, "Is there anything I can do to help make you feel better?"

As I looked at him, I noticed his eyes dart down to my crotch and back. Looking down myself, I noticed a good-sized lump in Carl's crotch, and smiled.

"What kind of help were you thinking about?" I asked.

"Well... I might like to help you that way," he said, looking at me a little surprised, "but I didn't think I should offer you that kind of help, given the situation."

"Thanks," I said, smiling more broadly.

"But - since you brought it up, if you want me to..." he began, but then trailed off again.

I smiled, but didn't reply. Emotionally, I really wasn't in the mood for sex, but for some reason, my dick wasn't paying attention to my brain. Inside my pants, it had begun stretching a little, as I watched Carl's lump bulge slightly, then relax.

I looked up into Carl's eyes. He has the most beautiful eyes. As I looked into them, I felt his hand gently cup my privates. As he looked back into my eyes, he gave them a gentle squeeze.

"Maybe if I give you a little attention down here, it'll take away some of the tension in your body!" he said, softly, his nostrils flaring slightly. "Why don't you lie back, and let me take care of you!"

He got up then, and gently pushed on my breastbone, until I gave in and fell back onto the bed. Smiling then, he opened my belt buckle, the button on my pants, and unzipped my fly. When he began trying to pull my jeans off, I pushed my ass up off the bed, to make it easier. A moment later, he'd pulled them and my underwear off me and shoved them down my legs to my ankles. Quickly he pulled my sneakers and socks off, then pulled off my pants and underwear, leaving me naked from the waist down.

Carl dropped my clothes on the floor and kicked them aside, then smiled as he turned back to me and pushed my legs apart. As he knelt down on the floor between my knees, my nearly rigid cock burgeoned in front of his face. Instantly he wrapped his hand around the shaft, and I felt his hot wet mouth eveloping my glans. Then, pushing his hand down my rod, he sucked my entire length into him.

I gave an involuntary shudder of joy as Carl began sliding his mouth slowly up and down my cock. As much as I had wanted to try and concentrate on finding a way to fix things with Joey, I wasn't able to, and because of the wonderful feelings Carl was causing me to have. For a minute I felt almost as if I was betraying Joey, but then, Carl snaked a finger into the crack of my ass, and pushed upward, until I felt his fingertip gently rubbing my anus. When he began gently massaging my firm pucker, all thoughts of Joey vanished from my brain, and all I could focus on was what Carl was doing to my dick and asshole.

After a minute, Carl's sucking intensified, and his massaging finger began to press more firmly against my opening, heightening the my feelings of pleasure. As Carl pressed harder against my rosebud, I realized he wanted to get his finger inside me. I relaxed my sphincter, and pushed like I was going to take a dump. Feeling the change in pressure, Carl pressed a little more firmly, and suddenly I felt his long slender digit slide up inside me. Instantly, and involuntarily my anal ring contracted protectively, clamping tightly around his finger. His mouth stopped sliding up and down my staff, and he waited patiently, while my body relaxed again, then he resumed sucking on me, and began probing about my rectum with his finger. A couple of seconds later, he located my prostate gland and began massaging it, sending more ripples of joy reverbrating through me.

Carl got into it then, and began working me with his finger, and sucking up and down faster, and harder. His breathing came in snorts through his nose, and I felt his drool dribbling out the sides of his mouth and running down my scrotum.

Shortly, I realized my orgasm was starting to form, as a warm pressure began to build in my groin. Without thinking about it, I began humping my hips up and down slightly. Realizing what was happening to me, Carl intensified his ministrations on me. Of course this merely caused the speed with which my orgasm was approaching to increase as well!

Within seconds, I was on the brink of climaxing. Somehow, maybe by the little gasps and whimpers I was making, or by how I was trying to tense up my body, Carl guessed that I was about to blow. He stopped moving his mouth and finger and just sat holding my penis in his mouth, and his finger inside me. A couple of seconds later, my feeling that I was about to explode dissipated, and I felt my insides relaxing and everything returning to normal.

"What the fuck are you doing man?" I cried, frustrated.

I could see Carl grinning, as he held my dick in his mouth. More of his drool trickled down my sack and dripped onto the bottom of my ass.

Before I could protest again, Carl quickly began sucking on me, and fucking me with his finger again. Almost instantly my joyous feelings returned.

A few seconds later, I was again on the brink of cumming, and I prayed that Carl wouldn't stop and frustrate me again.

This time, when I got just to the pinnacle of joy, kindly, Carl sped up and started slamming his mouth up and down my rod, and shoving his finger in and out of me, rubbing roughly against my prostate. I suddenly felt precum leaking copiously from my dick, as the pressure inside me built to a crescendo. I strained to hold off as long as I could, which intensified the feeling I was going to burst!

"FUuuckk!" I gasped a moment later, as joyously I flooded Carl's mouth with jism, and clenched his finger tightly with my anal muscles. An awesome feeling of joy sped throughout my body!

As I relaxed, Carl swallowed, then resumed sucking and fingering me. A second later he brought me off again. He continued pleasuring me, as I exploded with joy, time after time, pumping load after load of my cream down his throat.

Eventually, my orgasm waned, and as it did, Carl slowed his sucking and fingering. When he sensed I'd ejaculated my final bit of jism, he slowly withdrew his finger from my ass, and sucked my cock clean and dry, then pulled off me. When he sat back and looked up at me, he was smiling and panting. My body felt bathed in warm ecstasy, and all I could do as I lie there, breathing heavily, and looking down at him, was smile back at him.

"Feeling any better?" he asked, finally, between breaths.

"Yeah," I said, smiling. "Lots thanks to you!"

"Good!" he said, smiling back at me. He got up then and laid down next to me, with his lower legs hanging over the edge of the bed and his feet sitting on the floor, just like mine were.

We rested a few minutes, and surprisingly, I did feel better. Even as I thought about Joey, emotionally, I felt better too, as somehow, I knew in my mind, I'd have it in me to fix things with him!

As I looked down along Carl's body then, I noticed that he still had a lump in his crotch. And a very large, protruding one at that! Smiling, I got up, and began opening his belt buckle.

"What're you doing?" he asked, looking surprised.

"If you can't tell, I must be doing it wrong!" I said, smiling.

"But - " he said, "I only did that to make YOU feel better."

"And you did," I said, smiling. "Now it's my turn to make you feel good too!"

"But I meant for it to - " he started to say.

"I know!" I interrupted, still smiling. "Now just relax and let me return the favor!"

A small smile formed on Carl's lips then, as I again reached for his belt buckle and began loosening it.

Within seconds, I had Carl naked from the waist down, and as I knelt between his splayed legs, his manhood lay before me, stiffly pointing upward toward his head, while his balls dangled loosely in his sack, covering his perineum, and just touching the cheeks of his pale smooth ass.

Grinning, I leaned forward and picked up his penis, then lassoed it with my mouth and began sucking on it. Instantly Carl began softly gasping and moaning with pleasure.

As I sucked on Carl's cock, I reached up under his shirt, running my hands over his smooth, taut, skin, until I reached his breasts. Then, as I pistoned up and down on his manhood, I ran my fingertips back and forth over his tiny pointed nipples. Carl must've found this arousing, as his penis flexed and momentarily grew larger in my mouth, then relaxed, and shrank back down. In reply, I tweaked both his nipples sharply between my thumbs and index fingers, illiciting a grunt from Carl, as his body twitched.

Shortly afterward, as I continued fondling Carl's nipples, and sucking on his dick, I felt his body arching and his muscles tightening a little, and noticed a faintly salty taste spreading through my mouth. Carl had obviously begun leaking pre-cum! The knowledge that I'd brought him to this level of arousal, caused my groin muscles to contract, and my penis to begin stretching out again too.

I didn't want Carl to get off too soon, as I wanted to give him the most pleasure possible, so I pulled my hands away from his chest and back out from under his shirt, and slowed my sucking down. Immediately, Carl's body relaxed, and he let out his breath.

I pulled my mouth off his dick, and let it flop down against his lower abdomen. Then, I moved lower and began licking at his scrotum. Carl tensed up again, nervously this time, as I gently hoisted his left testicle with my tongue and drew it into my mouth. Carl remained tense then, as I gently rolled his ball back and forth a little. As I did, the hair on the skin of his sack felt funny rubbing on my tongue and the insides of my cheeks. I hoped I didn't end up with some of it in my mouth, but figured I probably would.

After a minute, I gently spit out Carl's nut. He relaxed visibly, as the light glistened on the left half of his wet scrotum.

Sure enough I'd ended up with a couple of Carl's pubic hairs in my mouth. I stuck my finger in my mouth and wiped at my tongue, until I had extracted them.

Then, I leaned down and gave Carl's right ball, similar attention.

After I'd spit it back out and pulled yet more pubic hair from my mouth, I smiled and reached for Carl's knees. As I gently pulled on them, he lifted them up, and pulled them back against his chest, spreading them apart, knowing that I wanted access to the most private and vulnerable area of his body - his asshole!

I smiled, as his cheeks opened to expose his dark pink, puffy, tight-looking pucker, which was surrounded by lightly fur-lined, pale white cheeks.

I took a whiff, and smelled only the musky scent of Carl's sweat. Smiling, I leaned in and planted a kiss directly on his hole! Carl moaned happily as my lips touched him.

Next, I began lapping at the hairy insides of his buttocks. I started at the outer edges, and slowly worked my way inward, toward the object of my affection - his gorgeous rosebud!

When I finally reached it, and finally ran my tongue over his tight, roughly puckered, opening, Carl sucked in his breath sharply, and let out a pleasure-filled gasp.

He moaned then when I began licking deftly at his anus, washing my tongue around and around, and back and forth over his tight muscle.

Carl began groaning and wiggling about as I pressed my face firmly against him and began licking roughly over and over his hole.

After a minute, I stopped and began pressing the tip of my tongue against the center of his flower. I could feel Carl squeezing his sphincter, to keep it shut. I knew it was an involuntary movement, so I kept pressing and moving my tongue about slightly. Slowly, I felt him relaxing, as I continued to exert the same amount of pressure against him.

Suddenly, he relaxed just enough that I felt his ring begin to open. I pressed harder then, and as Carl let out an "OHHH!!", my tongue slid through his opening, and I shoved it as far up inside him as I could.

I held my position for a moment, breathing heavily through my nose, as I felt Carl's body involuntarily squeezing my tongue. Again, after a moment, he was able to relax. Then, I began slowly, and gently, fucking in and out of him with my tongue, and he began moaning with joy.

Carl moaned and whined and whimpered then, and his hips moved around, as I tongue-fucked him.

After a while, I reached up and took his rock hard cock in my hand and began massaging it as I continued eating his boy cunt out.

Carl's exclamations grew louder and he writhed about more and more, until finally, he cried "STOP GEORGE!"

Confused, I pulled away from him and looked up at him, still holding his penis my hand.

Carl laid there, panting, and smiling down at me.

"If you don't stop, I'm gonna cum!" he said.

"Isn't that the idea?" I asked, grinning.

"Well," He panted. "I was hoping you'd fuck me!"

A smile spread over my face, and my dick, which had already stiffened again, flexed.

"Sure, if that's what you want!" I said, grinning.

"I do," he said, smiling, and still breathing heavily.

"OK then," I said, releasing his dick.

"Here's some lube," Carl said, quickly reaching for a tube of it that was sitting on a shelf behind him.

As he handed it to me, I got up and pulled my shirt off over my head. Smiling, Carl held himself up off the bed and pulled off his too. We were both completely naked then!

I opened the tube of lubricant and squirted some into my hand. Then, after setting it aside, I greased my rod up. I reached down then and pressed my greasy finger against Carl's anus, which was already somewhat loose from my tongue probing. As I pressed on it, I immediately felt it give way, and my finger slid unimpeded, up inside Carl, causing another moan of pleasure from him.

I worked my finger in and out of Carl for a minute, as he lay groaning happily, with his eyes closed.

"Give me your dick now!" he said, smiling and opening his eyes a minute later.

I noticed the tip of Carl's cock looked moist with excitement.

Smiling, I pulled my fingers from Carl's ass, and got up.

Luckily, our beds were just the right height so that when Carl laid with his ass on the edge of one of them, I could walk up to him and my hardon pointed directly at his hole. I did this, and pressed my penis against the entryway to his love tunnel.

"Ready?" I asked.

Carl smiled and nodded.

Gently I pressed forward then, forcing his ring muscle to re-open. A moment later, Carl's mouth opened, and his eyes got big, as I felt my penis entering him.

"Awwwww!!!" Carl groaned, as my shaft slid slowly into his body.

I didn't stop, but slowly pushed forward, until my pubic bone was pressed firmly up against Carl's ass, and my dick was all the way inside him.

"Mmmmmmmmmm..." Carl half moaned, half whined, while I stood with my dick stuffed up inside him, waiting for him to get used to my presence.

After a minute, Carl appeared to relax and a smile spread over his lips.

"Go ahead, but slow at first!" he said, smiling.

Smiling back at him, I began to withdraw from his rectum. When I'd pulled almost all the way out again, I reversed and slowly pushed back up into him, causing a strained look in his eyes for a moment.

Slowly I long-dicked Carl then, for a minute or so, until it was obvious, he'd gotten used to my dick sliding in and out of him. I slowly began to speed up a little then.

"Mmmmm..." Carl moaned happily, closing his eyes, and smiling. His hand moved to his penis then. I pushed it out of the way and rubbed my still greasy hand up and down his shaft a couple times, then released him.

"OK, now start jacking!" I said.

Carl's smile broadened and he took his penis in his hand and began sliding it up and down his then slippery shaft. I sped up a little more and he matched my pace.

After a minute, both of us were breathing heavily, and I could feel my orgasm beginning to form. I could tell by the look on his face, that Carl was experiencing the same feelings. I increased my speed a little more, and Carl's hand again matched it!

Shortly, I felt my cum beginning to push through my tubes. As my pleasure intensified, and my body tensed up, I tried to stave off the inevitable. I felt Carl tensing up as well, as he continued deftly masturbating.

As I watched the expression on Carl's face as his orgasm grew, it pushed me to the limit, and I strained as hard as I could to hold off. A moment later though, I couldn't, and my body exploded with pleasure.

"AAAwwwwwww!!!!" I groaned, pitching forward a little, as a river of cum shot through my dick, and flooded Carl's insides.

Carl's face strained then, as my spasm died, and suddenly, as I felt my second one building, Carl cried out and his sphincter clamped tightly around my dick. A rope of semen blasted from the tip of his penis then, and arced through the air, landing in a streak from his chest almost down to his navel.

"MMmmmmmm!!!" I moaned, spasming again, shooting Carl's ass full of more spunk.

As I continued fucking Carl, I noticed that his insides felt markedly slipperier because of all the jism I'd deposited inside him.

I kept on fucking Carl, and he kept on jacking off, and the two of us climaxed a few more times each, before our orgasms ended. By the time they did, Carl's chest and belly were streaked and splattered with a huge amount of cum, and his ass felt really sloshy to me.

"Fuck that was good!" he exclaimed, panting heavily, his hand still clenched around his dick, as I stood, with my cock still stuffed firmly up his ass. My legs were shaking, I was so spent.

"Oh yeah!" I said, grinning, and wiping my forehead, which felt sweaty.

I stood there a minute, catching my breath, and trying to control my wobbly knees, as my cock shrunk inside Carl's ass, and he laid there smiling, also catching his breath.

Finally, I said, "How about we catch a shower?"

"Sounds good," Carl said, smiling.

I pulled my hips back and my dick slid easily out of Carl's ass. As I stepped back, I noticed liquid begin dribbling out his still partially open asshole.

"Dude! My cum's leakin' outta you!" I said, grinning.

"Shit!" Carl cried, shoving his legs down over the edge of the bed.

He groaned as he got up and quickly reached back and pushed and held his buttocks together.

"This is the only bad part about being a 'bottom'!" he said, ruefully, as still holding his cheeks closed, with his own semen beginning to run down his torso, he scampered into the bathroom. As he did, I noticed a trail of my semen dribbling down the inside of his right thigh.

Snickering, I looked down then, as I realized my dick was wet with lube and my jism, and it was getting all over the insides of my thighs, and dripping on my foot.

Still chuckling, I headed into the bathroom myself, and said, "well, I'm a bit messy myself. But damn it was worth it!"

Carl grinned at me from the toilet and said, "Sure was! That was awesome!"

I got in the shower then and turned on the water, and took a leak down the drain, while I waited for Carl to finish expelling my semen, and come join me.

He finished up and hopped into the shower with me a minute later, and we washed each other throughly. Afterward, we dried each other off.

We were both tired then, even though it was still early. We'd been up late the night before though, and just expended a lot of energy, so we opted to crawl into bed and snuggle together and take a nap.

We must've both been more tired than we thought, because the next thing either of us knew, my alarm was going off the next morning, waking us up.

Groggily we got up. Each of us had morning wood, and as we walked to the bathroom together, they bobbed along in front of us. Half asleep, we both leaned forward over the toilet, pointing our hardons downward, and urinated together. Then, we climbed in the shower together. Once the water hit us, we both woke up.

As I reached down for the soap, I saw Carl's penis, which had half-shrunk while we were peeing, beginning to rise again. Grinning, I knelt down and sucked it into my mouth, illiciting a groan of pleasure from Carl, who arched his back, pushing his hips forward, trying to shove more of himself into my mouth.

I sucked on Carl for a minute, until he said, "Hey, stand up and let me do you a little too!"

Instantly I spit out Carl's penis and stood up. At the same time, he dropped into a squat and then I felt his hot wetness enveloping my rod. It felt great! Carl sucked on me for a minute, then stopped and stood up. I was going to tell him he should've finished me off, then I'd have finished him off, but he turned to face away from me, and reached for his ass. Twisting his head, he smiled and waggled his eyebrows at me, then bent forward and put one hand on each of his ass cheeks and spread them apart, invitingly. My cock surged with anticipation, as I grinned and reached for a bottle of baby oil we kept in the shower for just such events.

I oiled my wet penis, then moved into position, pressing the head of my cock against Carl's rosebud. I pushed a little, and I felt him straining to push with his ass muscles. Suddenly, I felt his sphincter opening, and my cock began to slide through his pucker, up into his hot rectum!

"MMMMmmmmm..." Carl moaned, as his eyes close and he breathed out, savoring the feeling of my pole entering him.

I so love the feeling of plunging my dick all the way into Carl's body, and standing with my hips plastered up against his buttocks, enjoying the heat of his insides surrounding my manhood! It also give Carl a chance to relax and get used to my being inside him.

After a minute, I slowly began withdrawing from him - sliding slowly almost all the way out of his asshole. When just the head of my cock was still securely held inside his ring muscle, I slowly began shoving myself back into him, causing yet another moan of pleasure to emanate from low in his throat.

As I firmly pushed myself as far into Carl's boday as I could, he bent forward a little more, pushing his buttocks further out toward me, and pressing the side of his face, his neck, and shoulders against the tiled shower wall, bracing himself.

As he spread his feet slightly further apart he said, "I'm ready!"

I smiled as I looked at Carl, whose eyes were still closed. His face was flushed pink, his nostrils were flaring, and he wore an intense look of sexual arousal.

Grinning fully, I began to slide back out of him. I pulled my hips back faster, and immediately shoved myself back into him - faster still.

"AAwwww!!!" Carl groaned, as I fully embedded myself deep in his bowels.

Immediately I pulled back out of Carl - and pushed back into him. I was fully long-dicking him then, and he was squirming and moaning with joy, as shivers of extreme pleasure rocketed through my penis, and up and down my spine.

As carl braced himself against the shower wall, clutching one of the safety bars with one hand, he reached for his penis with the other and began stroking it, moaning happily as I slammed my oiled, engorged cock in and out of his tight, hot asshole, so that my glans rubbed back and forth past his prostate.

Within a couple minutes, I felt my orgasm building. I was pretty sure Carl's was as well. He was breathing heavily, squirming, and practically whimpering with joy. I couldn't see his cock, but could tell he'd begun jacking off faster.

A few seconds later, Carl groaned, and I felt his sphincter contract firmly around the base of my dick, gripping it, as I buried myself inside him again. I held for a second, til I felt him relax, then pulled back out. The knowledge that Carl's orgasm had begun, coupled with my own feelings of internal pleasure and pressure, brought me to a climax as well.

I Gasped and moaned, as I shoved myself deep inside Carl, and felt my balls release their precious life-giving fluid far inside Carl's intestinal canal.

"Awwww!!!" Carl groaned, clenching my cock again. His nostrils flared, and his face was red. His whole body felt tense for a second, then he relaxed and resumed masturbating, as I pulled back out of him.

"FUuuck!" I gasped, blowing another load of semen into Carl's love tunnel a moment later, as I shoved myself back into him.

"Mmmmm...." Carl moaned, clamping my cock again.

As I continued fucking Carl, and he kept on jacking off, we both spasmed with joy a few more times. Each time I ejaculated, I felt less and less resistance inside Carl's ass, as my semen coated his rectum, making it more slippery.

Eventually, my orgasm ended, as did Carl's. I planted myself deep inside Carl, and wrapped my arms around his torso and hugged him, pulling my cock even further into him. He moaned softly, and just stood plastered against the shower wall, holding his shrinking, dripping penis in his hand.

"Fuck that was the best!" he moaned a minute later, opening his eyes and looking at me.

"Yeah!" I said, and I kissed the side of his neck. "Let me pull out, so you can turn around."

He smiled as I pulled my cock out of him, and spun him around to face me. We embraced and kissed then. He broke my kiss a moment later though.

"Man! I'm leaking your jizz!" he said, wincing as he apparently tried to clench his sphincter shut.

Grinning, I said, "Let it flow man, we're in the shower. It'll wash off!"

Carl made a face, but I leaned in and started kissing him again. I felt him relax and give in then, and he started kissing me back.

A couple minutes later, I broke away for a breath of air.

"Your ass still leaking?" I gasped, grinning.

"I dunno," Carl said.

"Turn around," I said, taking my arms from around him.

He did, and when I looked down, I saw streaks of brown tinged liquid running down the inside of his thighs.

I took the hand held showerhead off its holder and said, "Bend over."

Carl bent forward and I rinsed his ass and legs off. Then, I saw that his hole was still open a little.

"OK, get ready to jump on the pot!" I said. Then I held the showerhead right in front of his hole.

"FUCKKK!!!! What're you doing?????" he cried, alarmed, as the water from the showerhead began flooding his rectum.

He tried to straighten up, but chuckling, I held him in place a moment and said, "I'm cleaning up my mess!"

"IT'S GOIn' UP MY ASS!" Carl complained.

Grinning, I pulled the showerhead away and said, "Quick jump on the toilet now!"

"Ohhhh Fuck!" Carl cried, reaching for his ass cheeks and squeezing them together as he stood up, and stepped out of the shower

"God Damn!" he cried desperately as he leaped to the toilet and quickly sat down on it.

Instantly, I heard a slight rush of water hitting the water in the toilet, as he expelled what I'd shot up inside him.

"Jesus Christ! What'd you give me an enema for?" he complained.

Chuckling, I said, "I wasn't enough to be a full enema. Just think of it as a cleansing colonic!"

"Well, I almost didn't make the toilet assface!" he snapped. Then he grimmaced as he expelled more liquid into the toilet.

"Well... I thought you'd rather be clean, than leaking cum during Lit this morning!" I said, smiling.

"Gee Thanks!" Carl sneered at me.

I just grinned at him. He sat quietly for a minute then, and a couple times I saw him strain, as if he was pushing, but I didn't hear anything.

"Guess it's over!" he said finally, and reached for the toilet paper.

I chuckled and closed the shower to leave Carl to finish up, then washed myself. When I'd finished, Carl was getting into the shower.

"Feeling better?" I asked.

"I guess, but damn - don't do that again - or at least - not with so much water!" he said, as he got into the shower.

"Sorry!" I said.

"Well... I guess it wasn't really that bad," he said, smiling a little.

I grinned as he closed the shower and began washing.

Afterward, as I was dressing, Carl got dried and finished in the bathroom too.

"I gotta run man, I'll see you later, OK?" I said, as he emerged from the bathroom, still naked.

"OK, see ya," Carl said.

I leaned over and we gave each other a peck on the lips.

As we parted, Carl's eyes flew wide open, and he cried "Fuck!" and turned and ran back into the bathroom for the toilet.

"Sorry!" I said, cringing, as he sank back down on the toilet, and groaning, immediately blew some more liquid and chunks of shit out his ass.

"Thanks a lot!" he said, glaring out the bathroom door at me. Then in a less angry, but rueful tone he added "Go on! Get outta here! At least one of us should be on time for classes!"

"OK, I said. "I'm really sorry though,"

I felt bad for causing Carl so much trouble and discomfort.

"Yeah, yeah!" he said, resignedly.

Carl managed to get to class 20 minutes late, after having sat on the toilet a few minutes longer, then cleaning himself up, getting dressed, and running across the campus.

By the time he arrived back at our dorm room that afternoon after his last class, his insides felt normal again. He was surprised to see a young, dark-haired boy sitting outside our door as he walked down the hallway. when the boy looked up, he realized it was Joey!

As Joey looked down the hallway and saw Carl approaching, his heart sank. He'd hoped I would come back to our room before Carl did. At the same time, although Carl felt happy for me that Joey was apparently coming back to me, he also felt a slight jolt of both nervousness and fear. What was he supposed to say to the boy? And, more importantly, was Joey back to try and win me back from him?

The two looked unhappily at each other as Carl made his way closer to our room. When he was a couple rooms away, Joey got up, and brushed off the seat of his pants.

As Carl walked up to him and stopped in front of the door, fumbling in his pocket for the key, he looked at Joey. Joey looked back at him. Neither spoke.

Finally, as he fished his keys out of his pocket, Carl decided to dispense with the nicities and get to the point.

"You hurt him pretty bad when you told him to leave you know!" Carl said.

For an instant Joey's eyes widened. Then his face turned pink.

As Carl unlocked and opened the door, he thought Joey was beginning to look upset. His eyes looked a little more watery, and his lower lip began trembling slightly.

As much as Carl wanted to bitch Joey out for hurting me, and he felt a little threatened by him, he realized Joey was only a boy, and that he was already upset enough.

"C'mon on in," he said in a kinder tone, and he reached for Joey's shoulder and directed him through the doorway, into our room. Immediately Joey walked over and sank down on my bed and looked down at the floor.

Carl followed him in and closed the door behind him. He tossed his book bag onto his own bed and sat down opposite Joey, and looked at the top of the boy's head.

As he looked at Joey, Carl noticed the tops of his ears were changing color. They were becoming redder.

"So!" Carl said, causing Joey to start slightly. "Can I assume you're here because you wanta make up with George?"

Carl heard Joey sniff almost inaudibly, then he nodded, as Carl continued looking at the top of his head.

"Good!" Carl said, a little curtly, happy for me, but uncertain what that would mean for the two of us. Although he knew it would make me happy to have Joey back, he was still nervous about his and my relationship.

"Look," Carl said. "I know you don't like me. But first of all - I had no idea the kind of relationship you and George had. Then, again, I'm not sure you understood the kind of relationship George thought the two of you had either. I get that you love him! Well... he loves you too Joey! But, he loves you differently than you think! He thinks of you as his little brother. It's not the same way he thinks about me. George and I are a little like brothers, but not as much as you two are. We're also more than just brothers to each other though too."

Joey's head jerked up and a sticken look crossed his face. Carl immediately felt bad for saying the last thing he'd said. Joey suddenly looked like a little boy whose feelings had just been crushed.

"I didn't mean that like it sounded," Carl said, in a less curt tone.

"Yes you did!" Joey said, accusatively. His eyes were definitely filled with tears by then.

"No Joey, I didn't," Carl said, in a still softer tone. He felt his own face heating up with embarrassment. He knew Joey was only a kid yet, and still he had deliberately said something to hurt him.

The two looked at each other a moment. With a hurt expression on his face, Joey looked as if he was about to burst into tears. And Carl looked both annoyed, and embarrassed.

"Listen," Carl said, finally. "Like I said, George thinks of you as his brother! That's the kind of relationship that can't ever be severed! He and I think of each other as boyfriends. That kind of relationship is more delicate. It can last forever, or not!"

Carl felt like kicking himself for having said that, not because what he'd said wasn't true, on the contrary, it was! He wished though he hadn't put it that way, because he didn't know how vindictive Joey might get, and worried that the boy might try and use what he said, to ruin his and my relationship - knowing I'd always be there for Joey yet - no matter what it did to Carl and me.

Joey looked at him for a minute, then said in a somewhat angry tone, "but the rest of what you said is true too - your relationship to George is closer than mine is now! You get to sleep with him! I don't anymore!"

Carl was slightly taken aback by the venom he detected in the boy's voice. Instantly his nervousness escalated. He felt like he suddenly had hives developing all over his torso, thighs, and upper arms.

The two looked at each other for a minute - Joey glaring a little, while Carl looked uncertain of what to say.

Carl realized that what Joey said was true. For a split second he felt triumphant! Then as he looked at Joey, he felt ashamed of himself. As he looked at the boy, he thought about how he'd feel if he were him. He realized then that Joey had every right to feel the way he did, and that, he had no right to try and make him change how he felt. Never-the-less, Carl wanted to try and smooth things over as best he could.

"I'm sorry if you're hurt by all of this Joey," he said. "And I know George feels the same way. He's very upset with himself for causing you so much pain. I know you look at me and see me as the whole reason this has happened - that you blame me completely. That's not really true. I'm not the only one who's made things happen the way they have. But for whatever it's worth, for any part I had in causing you to be hurt, I'm sorry Joey. In my own defense, I didn't know how close the two of you were. I don't know how I would have handled it though if I did know, because, I can't, and won't deny I'm in love with George! And he's told me he's in love with me too! This might be a very difficult thing for you to do Joey, but if you care about him at all, then the right thing to do is let him love who he wants to - the way he wants to love them. I know that you're thinking 'Easy for him to say that! He has George!'. Well, Just remember Joey, George loves you very much

too! Just in a different way than you want him to! And when you turned your back on him, it almost destroyed him! You have no idea how hurt he was! As hurt as you were, he NEVER turned his back on you! He just figured out what the proper relationship was for him and you to have together. He doesn't want to lose you Joey! But, at the same time, he's not going to change his mind. This is the way it's supposed to be. So, I'm asking you to please makeup with him - so that he can be happy again. And I promise you, you'll feel better too! And Joey, I won't stand in his way of spending time with you either!"

As he finished speaking, Carl stood up. Joey's eyes followed him, and he sat looking up at Carl, teary eyed, with his lower jaw quivering slightly. He didn't know what to say in response, but wouldn't have been able to speak even if he did.

"Excuse me - I gotta take a leak," Carl said.

As Joey sat fighting back tears, Carl stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

When he finished peeing, Carl strained to hear through the door into our room. He heard Joey snuffle loudly a couple times, then he heard the door to our room from the hallway open. Was the boy leaving? He stood, frozen, wondering what to do.

"JOEY!" I cried. Initially shocked at seeing him sitting in my room, but then happy, and immediately on top of that, concerned when I saw he was on the verge of tears.

As I pushed the door shut, and dropped my bag, Joey leaped up and threw himself at me crying out in a distraught tone "I'm sorry!"

Before I could respond, Joey had wrapped his arms around me, and buried his face against my chest, and begun weeping.

As tears welled in my own eyes, I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him, nuzzling my face down next to his ear.

"It's OK," I murmured soothingly.

The bathroom door opened then, and Carl stepped out. He looked at me and smiled uncertainly. I thought he looked relieved though too.

"I'm gonna head over to the library," he said, softly. "Give you guys some time alone. I'll see you later."

I smiled and nodded as I blinked back my own tears and tightened my grip around Joey, who was shaking and crying and clutching me tightly.

Carl nodded back, picked up his bag and left.

For a couple minutes, after Carl left, Joey and I stood, locked in our embrace. I held him firmly, gently rubbing his back, and murmuring that everything would be OK, as he fought to bring his emotions under control.

Eventually, Joey stopped crying. He didn't release me immediately though.

After a couple minutes, his body shook involuntarily and he snuffled deeply, as he let go of me.

"Are you OK?" I asked, looking into his eyes, searching them to see if I could determine the answer.

"I came t-to apologize," he said, sniffling, and looking up at me.

I smiled and said, "You don't have anything to apologize for Joey.

"Yes, I do," he said. "I can't believe I threw you out! Can you ever forgive me?"

"Of Course," I said, smiling. "And Joey, it's OK. I know I hurt you, and if I were you, I'd have probably done the same thing! I'm so sorry I hurt you Joey! I love you! You're just like a little brother to me! And I don't want to lose you!"

Joey sniffed and said, "That's what Carl said."

"He did huh?" I said, surprised, but grateful. "He's really a nice guy Joey. And he feels bad that his and my relationship has hurt you."

"I know," Joey said, frowning. "He told me that too."

"Well, the important thing is that you understand how important you still are to me Joey!" I said. "I've never stopped loving you! You're the little brother I've never had! And I want you to be for always!"

Joey smiled a little then, and I pulled him into a hug again. He squeezed me tightly for a minute.

As I held him Joey said, "George. There's something I don't understand. I get that you only think of me like I'm your brother. I guess maybe that's how I feel too. But... why do we have to stop having sex?"

I released my hold on Joey, and he let go of me then too, and I pushed him back from me and looked at him.

"It's gotta be that way Joey, because it isn't fair to either of us, or any boyfriends we have or will have!" I said. "You gotta know I loved having sex with you Joey! It was fantastic! But, now I'm in love with Carl. I'm sleeping with him now. It wouldn't be fair to him, or to you either, if I continued having sex with you too!" I said.

I could see that he was trying to understand me, but I could see he was still confused.

"listen," I said. "How do you think Carl think Carl would feel if I kept on sleeping with you, as well as him?"

Joey frowned but said, "Well, I know he wouldn't like it."

"How come you know that?" I asked.

Joey thought a minute and said slowly, "Because... if I were him, I know that's how I'd feel."

"OK!" I said. "So Carl would be unhappy. On top of that though, you and I would be having sex. Not as often, though, because I'm with Carl. So, you'd be unhappy about that. But also, you wouldn't be as concerned about finding a nice guy of your own, who you could have all to yourself! Maybe the right guy would come along, but you wouldn't notice, because you were still sleeping with me sometimes, or maybe you'd be living on the hopes that I'd eventually dump Carl and come back to just you! Either way - you'd be unhappy too. And because both you and Carl would be unhappy - I would be too! So... we'd all be unhappy."

Joey looked at me, and I could see he was only partially convinced.

"By our stopping having sex, but staying 'brothers'," I said. "You'll still have me in your life - forever! But you'll be free to find a boyfriend of your own, to be with, like I am with Carl. In the end, that'll be what makes you happiest!... do you see what I mean now?"

Joey looked at me for a minute, then grudgingly he frowned and nodded.

I put my hands on his shoulders and leaned down, so my face was right in front of his. He looked into my eyes.

Sighing, I said, "I'm sorry for hurting you Joey! I guess it was bad judgement on my part to let us get physical with each other!"

"NO!" Joey cried, his eyes shooting wide open. "It was fantastic being with you! I'd never give it up! I learned so much, and you made me feel so awesome all the time! You weren't wrong!"

I smiled and said, "Well, I'm glad it was so much fun for you! It was for me too! I'm just sorry that you're hurting now, now that our relationship's changed a little."

"I'm not gonna lie," Joey said, looking solemnly at me. "I'm really gonna miss being with you that way... but, it's more important to me that I'm not losing you altogether!"

I smiled and said, "You'll never lose me Joey! Like I said, I think of you as my little brother! So... we'll always be together! We just won't be having sex anymore, that's all!"

Joey looked a little relieved, and happy, but not completely so. With a half-smile on his face, he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. I hugged him back.

"I love you George!" he said, softly.

Smiling I said, "I love you too Joey!"

My stomach growled as we separated.

"Um... you hungry?" I asked.

"I guess," Joey said.

"How 'bout we go grab a pizza, then I take you home?" I asked.

"Will you stay a while?" he asked.

"Gotta. We got Math to study!" I said.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Joey groaned. He smiled though.

We left then and headed to the Italian restaurant down the road, where the Gendrons had taken Carl and me on our first night on campus. Carl and I had discovered that they also made wonderful pizzas!

As Joey and I sat eating, he said, "So... do you think I should look for a boyfriend then?"

I smiled and said, "Whenever you think you're ready, I think that'd be a good thing."

Joey smiled and said, "I don't know... nobody's gonna be as good as -"

"Let's not do that, OK?" I said, cutting him off.

"Well, it's true!" Joey said, smiling coyly at me.

"Well," I said. "I don't want to brag, but you're probably right! Never-the-less, I'm sure you'll find plenty of nice guys out there, who're cute and fun."

"And good in bed?" Joey asked, grinning.

"And that too!" I said, smiling.

"Like I said," Joey said, "Nobody's gonna be as good!"

I snorted a little and said, "How about Curtis?"

"OH!" Joey said. "I forgot! Me and him talked the other night. Seems he's in the same boat I am. Jack found someone else too!"

I felt the sting of Joey's unintentional barb, but ignored it, as I realized he didn't mean it that way.

"So, how's Curtis doing?" I asked.

"Well..." Joey looked at me, hesitantly, then said, "he feels like I do I guess. Worse probably though! He doesn't live near Jack, and they don't get together! AND - Jack's not counseling again this summer like he said he was!"

"Oh! I see," I said. "That's too bad for Curtis. But... maybe it's good for the two of you really. Would you consider getting together with him?"

"Well... he's really cool," Joey said. "I like him a lot. And he is good in bed!... but... he lives too far away!"

"Well, you will be seeing him this summer at camp... or has that changed?" I asked.

"I think he's still going," Joey said. "But camp's a ways off yet! - WAIT A MINUTE! Are you still going to counsel next summer again?"

I hadn't thought about it at all, but now that Joey brought it up, now that I had Carl, I had no idea what the future really held for me.

"Shit!" I said. "I never gave that a thought!"

"Well?" Joey asked, obviously a little alarmed.

"Well... I really don't know Joey!" I said. "Carl and I haven't discussed next summer yet."

"I knew it!" Joey cried. He looked upset.

"I didn't say no," I said. "But... I have to consider Carl too! You know, it's a lot to ask someone to wait while you go away for the whole summer!"

Joey just looked at me, unable to speak.

"I'm sorry Joe!" I said. I felt bad. Now I'd dashed his plans for the following summer as well.

Joey sat back in his chair looking deflated.

"Will you at least think about it yet?" he asked finally.

"Definitely!" I said. "And if I can work things out, I'll still come counsel!"

Joey didn't look any less depressed though.

The remainder of our meal was quiet, as we both finished eating the slice of pizza we had been eating. We left then, taking the remaining couple of pieces with us wrapped in foil.

When we got to Joey's house, we studied his math for a while. Then, I had to leave to get back to campus to do my own homework.

"So, when will I see you again?" Joey asked.

"On the weekend," I said. "It's only a couple days away. What do you want to do?"

"Can we play laser tag?" he asked.

"Sure!" I said. Then, without thinking, I blurted something I'd been considering asking, "What would you think if I asked Carl to come too?"

From the look on Joey's face, I could see he wasn't excited in the least at the prospect. I was surprised when he said "I guess" in a soft, albeit wooden tone.

I thought a minute, then said, "Guess maybe it'd be more fun for you if it was just you and me huh?"

Joey looked at me, but didn't reply.

"I'm sorry Joey. I'll come alone Saturday," I said, smiling. "Sometime I wanta include Carl though too. I want you two to get to know each other a little better. He really is a nice guy, and I think maybe you might like him too!"

Joey looked at me a moment, then said, "We can try I suppose."

I smiled and said, "OK, but we'll alway have 'alone-time' too, OK? I'll see to that!"

He smiled then.

I smiled back and gave him a hug, and a kiss on his left temple.

"See ya Saturday," I said, letting go of him.

"OK," he said, smiling...

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