THANK YOU to everyone who read Chapters 1 & 2 and wrote to me. This chapter does have some sex in it but isn't quite as focused on sex as the first two.
Gary and Andrew are two horny guys so I'm sure there will always be at least a little bit of sex in every story. But I'm also spending some time trying to develop the relationship between the two of them a little bit more. Stick with me - this story has several more chapters left in it (even if it does take me FOREVER to write the next one). Again, please feel free to contact me and let me know what you think: ehlrich@hotmail.com
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When I woke up the next morning I felt Gary's breath on the back of my neck and sighed inwardly. I was so happy. The man of my dreams had opened up to the possibility of loving another man and I was the one he was in love with.
Could it get any better? WAIT!!!! He's not still supposed to be here. What if Karen wakes up? SHIT!
I rolled over and Gary started to wake up.
"Gary?"
"Good morning, Andrew," he replied - still half asleep.
"Gary, you've got to get up and get outta here. As much as I would like you to stay, I don't think Karen is gonna be too thrilled to find you in my bed."
"SHIT," he said - now fully awake. He jumped out of the bed, grabbed his clothes off the floor and I got one quick glimpse of his beautiful ass and he peaked into the hallway and then disappeared.
My mind started to race with all the possibilities of what this new day would bring. I knew that, no matter what happened, things would never be the same. I had always felt something for Gary and, for the first time, I could tell that those feelings were reciprocated. I wondered in the past just how much he actually cared. I had caught him staring at my body on more than one occasion. And there were several times when our eyes would meet and lock for just a little longer than the average gaze. But I always thought that it was my imagination conjuring up what it wanted to see. Apparently, I was wrong.
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I didn't wait very long before getting up out of bed and walking to the bathroom to take my shower. And as I left my room I couldn't help but stare down the hallway. I knew that behind Karen's door he was laying in her bed.
But I wasn't jealous. He had been with me the night before. He had made love to me -- not her. I refused to believe that it would be a one-time occurance. There was far too much passion behind our kisses for it to just be lust.
I reached for the door of the bathroom and turned the handle. For whatever reason, I hadn't even thought to knock.
"ANDREW!"
It was Karen. And there she was sitting on the toilet. I managed to mutter a quick "sorry" and quickly closed the door. Of all the people I HAD to walk in on -- why did it have to be her? I walked back to my room, sat down on the corner of my bed and waited to hear the bathroom door open.
A few minutes later the door opened. As I got up to walk to the bathroom, Karen appeared in my doorway.
"Good morning, sunshine", she stated very cheerfully.
"Good morning, Kare. I'm really sorry that I just walked in. I must've been half asleep."
"It's okay. We've been living together for months now. I'm surprised you haven't seen me completely naked yet!"
"Eeeew, Karen. I haven't even had breakfast yet. Don't make me ill first thing in the morning", I said, jokingly.
Karen knew that it was nothing personal and laughed. She had no reason to be insecure about her body. She really was beautiful. Hell, if I had any interest in women at all, I'd go after her. She wasn't built like a model or anything but she did have a certain mystery about her that made her very attractive. She had a retro/goth style that she pulled off quite nicely and always managed to wear clothes that complemented her small frame.
"So, what are your plans for the day," I asked.
"Gary and I are just heading out to get some shopping done at the mall. Wanna come with?"
"Uhhh", I hesitated, "I promised Stace that I would help her clean up the basement." A total lie. And now I had committed myself to a day of cleaning the basement. Ugh.
"Oh! Stace said that she was gonna be going out today to visit her new man."
"Great!" I said sarcastically. "Real nice of her to inform me."
"So, there is no way that I am going to allow you to hang around the house all by yourself and clean the basement. Gary and I will hop in the shower after you and then we'll all spend the day together."
My stomach lurched.
"I dunno, Kare. I really should get some stuff done around the house."
"Nonsense! I will NOT take no for an answer. Be ready to go after we get out of the shower." And, with that, she turned out of the doorway and headed back down the hall to her room.
So, now I was going to be trapped for the entire day. I would be forced to watch Karen ogling over Gary all day. I would have to watch the two of them hold hands through the mall. Now I was jealous. But I wouldn't be able to show an ounce of that jealousy in front of Karen. I made a promise to myself then and there that no matter what happened, I would not do anything to ruin Gary & Karen's relationship. If Gary wanted to be with me it would have to be a decision he came to on his own.
"Time to try the shower again," I said out loud. I tend to think out loud a lot more than the average person.
And, so, back to the bathroom I went. This time, the door was open and the light was off. Safe! So, I walked in and closed the door behind me. And as I began to take my pajamas off, my mind wandered back to the activities of the night before. It still seemed so surreal. But apparently my dick had a very vivid memory of what happened. It sprang to life almost immediately. I knew that if I was going to spend the day with Gary that I would have to take care of this in the shower.
I stepped in and turned the water on. I didn't even bother wasting any time. Once I had adjusted the water temperature, I reached down to my cock and started jerking off. My brain had remembered everything so vividly that I could almost feel Gary's strong hands washing my back. I could feel his hands trailing down to my ass. I remembered how good his tongue felt when he knelt behind me and started rimming my ass.
I started stroking faster. I could feel the cum welling up inside of me. And then I remembered how he carried me from the bathroom to the bedroom in his strong arms. How he laid me down on the bed and showed me just what it meant to have someone make love to you. And I let out a low moan. "Gary".
"Yes?"
JESUS! Someone was in the bathroom. I hadn't even heard the door! Was today "walk in on people in the bathroom day" and I had missed the memo?
And, suddenly, Gary's head peaked in the other end of the shower. The shower was long enough that he wasn't really getting wet. Just a little bit of mist settling onto the top of his head.
"Gary, what the fuck are you doing?"
"Don't let me stop you! I was enjoying listening to your breath. And when I heard that you were thinking about me, I couldn't help but answer."
"Of course I'm thinking about you," and I looked down at my still-erect cock.
"Hi," Gary said, addressing my penis directly.
"He misses you," I said playfully.
"I miss him too." And, after a brief pause and a check of the door, Gary whispered, "why don't you bring him over here?"
"Gary! What about Karen?"
"What? She thinks I'm pissing."
I didn't need any more convincing. I took the two steps to the other end of the shower. And Gary lined my cock up with his lips. He wasted no time and plunged my cock to the back of his throat. He pulled back the shower curtain a little and got himself at an angle where he could really work me. He was pumping hard and fast. He reached his hand up and stroked me while he sucked me off. It felt so good. I knew it wasn't going to take long for me to get off. Sure enough -- within a little over a minute, I felt my orgasm coming.
"Oh, Gary. I'm gonna cum."
He moaned in approval and pumped faster. I blasted cum to the back of his throat and Gary didn't miss a beat. He kept stroking and sucking. He was swallowing every drop that I gave him. And when he was sure that I was done, he slowed his pace and milked my cock slowly before pulling off and kissing the head.
Gary quickly stood up and kissed me on the lips.
"I have to go," he said. "But I want you to know that this isn't over. I have a lot of things to sort out in my head. I'll come to your room tonight and we can talk." And he kissed me again before disappearing back into the hallway.
I finished up my shower with the biggest smile on my face and then got out to dry off. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked down the hall to knock on Karen's door.
"Bathroom's all yours, guys."
"Thank you," came Karen's voice from behind the door.
I walked back to my room and started to get ready for my day of torture.
After I was dressed, I opened my door and could hear Karen and Gary's voices coming from the bathroom. The shower tends to make a bit of an echo if two people are showering and trying talk over the rushing water.
"Oh no," I thought. "What if she heard us this morning? Maybe she's trying to figure out what the fuck is going on and the two of them are in there arguing. Shit!"
I walked over the to the bathroom door and pressed my ear up against the door.
"Oh, baby. C'mon. Yeah."
It was Karen. And that wasn't the sound of arguing.
"Yeah, baby. C'mon. Fuck me!"
Holy shit! He was fucking Karen in the shower! After he had just sucked MY cock. That little bastard! First he whispers to me that there's something between us and now he goes and fucks his girlfriend in the shower. The same shower that he was just kneeling outside of while giving me a blowjob???
I could hear Gary groaning. He was obviously fucking the shit out of Karen.
That was it. There was NO way I was spending the day with the two of them. I just couldn't. There's no way I would be able to contain my jealousy. I would be staring Karen down like she was the biggest evil bitch in the whole world. And she certainly hadn't done anything wrong! But I would be jealous that she would have his attention and not me. Is this what I had to live with now? This daily jealousy? It's not like I would be able to get away from them. They live with me!!
I ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone.
Stacey picked up. "Hello. Which one of my lovely roommates is it?" She must have read the caller ID on her phone before picking up.
"It's Dee." Stacey had completely massacred my name. It started off as Andy but even that was apparently too long for her and she had nicknamed me Dee.
"Hey sweets! What's up?"
"I need to see you."
"I'm kinda busy. Can it wait?"
"Not really," I said melodramatically.
"Why? What's going on?"
"I slept with Gary!"
"WHAT?" She laughed. "You had another one of your dreams?"
"NO, Stace! I SLEPT with Gary. Like, for real!"
Stacey wasn't laughing anymore.
"You've got to be kidding me. Gary is straight!"
"Apparently not!"
"So, what do you need me for? Can't handle him on your own?"
"Stacey, I don't need your sense of humor right now. I need to talk to you"
"So, talk!"
"Well, I don't know what to do. He snuck into my room last night and fucked me and then he blew me this morning in the shower."
"T.M.I.," Stacey said. (TMI = too much information for those of you who aren't familiar with the expression)
"And now he's fucking Karen in the shower," I continued.
"Ick! That's really TMI!"
"Stacey, will you be serious for just two minutes in your life?"
"Ugh! Fine! I don't see the problem. You got what you've always wanted and you can't expect a straight guy to fall head over heals for you and dump his girlfriend of 7 years after a one-night thing."
"But, that's just it. I don't think it was a one-night thing. He said he loves me."
"Oh, sweetie. If I had a dollar for every time a man told a woman he loved her while he was fucking her and didn't mean it, I'd be a rich woman," she waited for a laugh and when she realized she wasn't going to get one, she continued. "Look, hun. You were both very drunk last night. And, as for this morning, well, he's probably just very confused. But the bottom line is that Gary -- is -- straight! You and I both know that."
"Yeah, well straight guys don't go around sucking other guys cocks!"
"Puh-lease. Straight guys will suck and fuck anything as long as they think no one will ever find out. They're pigs."
"Stacey, it's not like that. This was different." I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.
"Alright. I'm gonna be totally serious here for a minute. You ready?"
"Fire away," I replied.
"You don't need to talk to me. You need to talk to Gary. I don't know what he's feeling. I can't speak for him. Maybe there is a side to Gary that none of us knows. But don't get your hopes up! You'll most likely get hurt."
"Well, they want me to go with them to the mall today."
"Uhhhh - - bad idea."
"I know!"
"You're such a jealous bitch!"
"Thanks, Stace! I can always count on you," I said sarcastically.
"Hey, that's why you love me. I tell it like it is. I don't believe it sugar-coating anything."
"I know."
"Come over here and meet Aaron. We're not doing anything exciting but I know that you're welcome to come over."
"I dunno. I think I'm just gonna take off for awhile. Ugh! Stace, I gotta go. The phone's beeping. Got another call."
"Alright, hun. Call me later and lemme know if you're coming."
"I will. Bye."
"Bye."
click over to the other line
"Hello."
"Hi. Is Karen there?"
"Yeah, can I ask who's calling?"
"This is Jenna from West Shore. It's kinda important."
"Hang on, Jenna."
West Shore is the name of the animal hospital that Karen works at. Karen is a Veterinary Technician and she is studying to be a Veterinarian. I had heard Karen mention Jenna's name before. I was pretty sure that Jenna was the Head Technician and, unless, Jenna always sounded like shit, it sounded like she had a nasty cold.
I walked down the hallway and listened at the bathroom door. The moaning had ceased and Karen was rattling off a list of stores that she wanted to go to at the mall. I knocked.
"Yeah," Gary said.
I opened the door a crack and told Karen that Jenna was on the phone and that she had said it was important. Karen popped her head out of the shower curtain and told me to hand her the phone. I walked in and Karen smiled, "this isn't really Jenna, is it?", she whispered to me with a smile. "You're just trying to see me naked now."
I couldn't help but laugh as I handed her the phone. Why did she have to be so damned nice?
"Hello...awww Jen you sound like hell...sure...yeah, just give me about 30 minutes to get ready and get down there...okay...feel better, sweetheart." And then she smiled and handed me the phone again, "thanks!"
"No prob."
And as I walked out, I heard Karen say, "That was Jenna. She's sick and needs me to go in. You're not going to be upset, are you?"
"Nah. Drew and I'll just hang today," Gary replied.
As I shut the bathroom door, a smile came across my face. At least we would have the chance to talk.