The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy Chapter 2 -- Part I From Justin's viewpoint
I didn't know why, but Billy seemed sullen and withdrawn as we left Phil & Todd's place. He hardly said a word all the way home. His mood pissed me off and it made me sad at the same time. Things had been screwed up like this between us for at least a month and I didn't have a clue why.
All I knew was that art school was a lot different and a lot harder than I had expected. It sure was a lot harder than high school had ever been. The pace was incredibly demanding. Professors and instructors so critical. So dismissive of the hours of work I put in. It's not that I was flunking out or anything. In fact, my grades were really strong.
But my courses were taking all my time and all my energy. By the time I'd get home from working in the studio space I'd been assigned, I was usually too tired to do much more than eat dinner. Read a little for classes. Go to bed.
I know that wasn't much fun for Billy. I figured he was going through pretty much the same thing, but without the late nights in the studio. He had stacks of homework and papers and projects, too.
I had noticed that more and more often when I got home at night, the apartment reeked of cum. Fresh cum. Billy's cum. It was just him jerking off, I figured. Like I did most mornings when I got up early and he was still asleep. I usually jerked in the shower, so he probably didn't even know I did it. Probably didn't care. Hell, he was still sleeping.
I also knew from the little bit that we were talking about such things that Billy was writing to guys he'd met on line. A lot of times it was a college guy from Ohio. I'd told Billy it was OK with me if he talked to guys on line. I know he talked to them about sex sometimes, but then after what H.R. had told the world about us, that didn't seem like a big deal. I'm not trying to say H.R. did anything wrong. I'm just saying how our life was. I guess in some ways it was kind of fucked up.
Anyway, that night when we got home from Phil and Todd's, I was pretty beat. I knew I had cum all over me. In my hair and stuff. I could feel the dried crusty cum in the little hairs on my arms. It was everywhere. I told Billy I was gonna take a shower and go to bed.
I expected him to sulk off to his computer the way he did so often now. But instead he surprised me. He gave me this wicked grin out of nowhere and said why didn't I just come to bed. "And we can play for awhile."
I know I should have said yes. It was how Billy and I had been almost since the start. We had always come home to each other. And no matter what we had done with other guys, we always did a hell of a lot more with each other.
But that night, after playing for a couple of hours with Phil and Todd, I was tired. I wanted a shower and bed. Sleep. Not more sex.
I told Billy no. He looked crushed. And hurt. Like he had a couple of times at Phil's apartment.
"We'll have all morning to play and I promise I'll fuck your brains loose," I said, trying to cheer him up. Trying to ease the tension between us. He didn't say anything. Just headed off toward his computer. And I headed for the shower.
As warm water washed over me and I soaped up my entire body, I let my hands play over my body. Caressing myself. Soothing away so many of my frustrations. I was getting turned on again. Fuck, I was hard as a rock. My boner was aching. So maybe, I decided, this was a good time to make amends with Billy. Tonight. I could make things the way they had been. I knew I needed to. At least as much as possible.
I toweled off and with not a stitch of clothing on walked quietly into the living room to surprise my boyfriend. He was sitting, as I had expected, in front of the computer. His legs splayed out in front of him. His cock in hand. He was hard, of course. His hard cock looked so inviting as I looked down and saw it from his perspective. Looking down over his shoulder. Looking down toward his throbbing dick. His hand stroking up and down. His head lolling from side to side. That should be my hand stroking his cock, I thought.
I should have let him know I was there right then. But I didn't. I was enjoying watching him. I knew exactly where Billy's mind was. It was like I could get inside his head. I'd watched him jerk off so many times, I knew the dance. Every step. Every stroke.
His pre-jizz was making his palm slide smooth and easy up and down his beautiful shaft. I was surprised he was producing so much pre-goo, considering the workout we'd had at Phil and Todd's. I loved seeing his pre-cum ooze from his cocklips. That was my Billy. Always up for one more cum.
As I watched him and slowly stroked my own hard cock, I knew how much I really loved Billy. I hadn't known how hard it would be to love him some days. But that didn't mean I didn't love him as much as ever. Maybe it meant I loved him even more.
He was jerking off to XTube. Some guy named Idaho followed by a bunch of numbers. Idaho seemed to have an endless series of vids where he came an amazing amount. Really spraying his cum. All over various blue shirts. Always blue. Always covered in his cum when he was done.
I have to admit this blond cummer was worth watching. Even if his videos all seemed a lot alike. A cute blond guy who, sitting in his chair, could easily spray his face. Usually with six or more blasts. Billy watched each of the short vids over and over.
As I watched Idaho and Billy matching each other stroke for stroke, I was soon right in step with them. Harder than I thought I could get after being up almost 20 hours and having cum a huge load with the guys earlier. But as I stood there silently behind Billy, I could feel power surging into my cock. It felt strong and alive. And it gave me a good feeling for my man. My Billy. My boyfriend.
It felt good. Strange but good. It was like I was jerking off secretly. Standing there behind Billy. And I guess I was. I should have told him I was there, but at this point I somehow didn't know how. It had been almost 10 minutes since I first came in and started watching him as he edged. Edged closer and closer to getting his rocks off again.
Billy was starting to breath in quick little gasps. Things had gone too far. He was going to cum in just a few more seconds.
I decided I'd just watch. And when he was done, I'd make myself know and offer to lick him clean. Then take him to bed and fuck his lights out. That was the plan that quickly ran through my mind, even as I saw Billy going tense. He quickly started a new vid by Idaho. As it started, Billy let out his guttural groan.
For about 15 second, Idaho, Billy and I each long stroked our cocks. Finally Idaho touched his nuts with his free hand. Billy knew what was coming. He touched his nuts, too.
Idaho was about to cum. As I watched, Idaho leaned forward and opened his mouth. Bam! A home run. Idaho fired his first load into his mouth and then started shooting wildly all over his shirt and face and shoulder.
"Ohhhh!" Billy let out a muffled cry and gave it his best shot. His cum landed about three inches above his cock, flooding his abs with his cream. The scent of cum almost immediately filled my nose, as Billy continued to moan and stroke his cock and cum. And cum.
And then something I hadn't expected. "Oh Justin," he said. "Fuck me, Justin. Please fuck me."
Did he know that I was there? I felt a moment of panic. And then uncertainty. Before I knew what to do or how to do it, I came. A powerful load that surged up without warning from my nuts and through my hard cock. No way to stop it.
I saw it as if in slow motion. Rising from my cockhead and over Billy's shoulder. Splat! A long string of my thick cum splattered on Billy's abs. Not far from his own cum-spouting cock.
Billy jerked his head quickly to the left and then right. Not sure what had just happened. Trying to figure out what hit him. Then he looked down at his cock and his cum. He must have recognized my cum by sight or smell or instinct. "Justin," he called out and tilted his head as far back as he could to try to see me standing directly behind him.
It was a bad move in ways, because at that moment, my second load was already launched and landed in is hair and face and eyes.
"Goddamn," he said, his eyes burning, even as more of my cum rained down on him. "What the fuck are you doing?" He was getting soaked in my shower of cum. I couldn't have stop cumming if I wanted to.
He sounded . . . how to describe it? . . . in pain. His eyes burning. Confused? Certainly. But not mad. Not at me. Not at my cum which I was now directing so it landed on his shoulder. Running down his chest. Mingling with his own cum.
I grabbed my towel and wiped his eyes. I kissed him. Licked my cum. Kissed him again. I held him tight. Lifting his warm, cum-slick body from his chair. Holding him close to me. My face buried in his neck.
And holding him like that I said over and over again. "Billy, I love. I love you. I love you . . . I've always loved you."
He held me tight, too, but didn't say a word. I had hoped to hear him say, "I love you, too." But he couldn't. Or at least didn't. It hurt, but then I already knew love wasn't easy. And whether he still loved me or not, I still loved him.
"Come to bed with me," I said to him. "We have some things to do."
Still silent, he followed me into our room. I got in bed first and as I lay down and he started to climb in beside me, I saw the hurt and confused look still on his face. After all the time we had spent together, I thought I knew how to deal with that.
"Come here," I said, pulling his head toward me. His ear closer to my lips. I kissed him lightly on his ear and then whispered, "First I'm gonna kiss you all over. From head to toe. And then I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before. And when the sun comes up, we'll do it all again."
Billy was still silent, but he was smiling now. And hard again. What a fuck machine! "I love you Billy . . . I've always loved you."
To be continued . . .
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the second book in the "I Thought I Knew" series. It is not necessary to read the books in order, although Book 1 chronologically precedes this book. It can be found under the title "I Thought I Knew" in the High School section. /nifty/gay/highschool/i-thought-i-knew/
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While you're waiting for the next episode, I hope you'll stay happy. And stay hard! -- H.R.