Chapter 3. Secrets revealed.
The first guys Adrian told were my former team mates, Doug and Phil, who also happened to be close friends with Tommy. They were furious—not at me, but at Adrian, and they told him that he had better keep his mouth shut if he knew what was good for him.
After discussing things between themselves, they decided that they would take Tommy aside and let him know about it before he heard it from anyone who would not be kind about it.
Tommy was upset at the news, to be sure, and he was grateful to the guys that they told him themselves and that they tried to keep Adrian from shooting off his mouth any further. He was upset, but not upset at dylan. He was upset for dylan. He was worried about him, especially since apparently things had gotten out of hand for him and he was acting out in ways that could end up being dangerous—in fact, that had already become dangerous.
"What am I going to do, guys? How can I help him?"
"It doesn't bother you to find out that he's gay?"
"No, not at all. In fact, I kind of suspected it. I mean, when have you ever seen him with a girl or out on a date? No. What bothers me is that the news is going to get around no matter what. What bothers me is that dylan's been putting himself in some dangerous situations—and has already managed to get himself into trouble with someone who tried to take advantage of him."
Phil had to ask, "It's okay with you that your best friend turns out to be gay and never told you about it?" "Phil, I know dylan so well that I can completely understand why he would be afraid to tell me. dylan is afraid of a great many things, and I would bet he would be afraid that I wouldn't want us to be friends anymore if I knew about him. But, guys, to tell you the truth, I'm actually glad to find out because it turns out that I also have very strong feelings for him as well. Maybe it's time for me to let him know that."
Doug asks a question. "Can I be blunt here?" "Sure, Doug. What's on your mind?" "Well, Tommy, we've been friends ever since freshman year and we're not stupid. For a long time, I've kind of gotten the idea that the two of you are both have strong feelings for each other, feelings that are a long stronger than mere friendship."
"That obvious, huh?"
"pretty much," Phil agrees. "It seems to me that the two of you have more going on between you than most guys our age have for our girlfriends. There's nothing casual about the two of you. The way you are with each other, the way you look out for each other, the way you are so protective of him all the time. And I know you've been friends since you were kids. It's all still there. And it's grown stronger and stronger. In fact, it's still growing stronger and stronger."
"then I know what I'm going to have to do," says Tommy pensively. "I am going to let him know how much I care about him. I'm going to let him know that at least that I'm `gay' for him. I'll take the lead, and give him the room to follow up on it without being accused of anything."
"Damn, Tommy, I am so impressed as usual with the way you are always thinking of what would benefit him the most."
"of course. He's the most important person in my life. I am dedicated to him hook, line and sinker. Hey thanks, my friends for talking to me about this. I'll take it from here. And I promise I'll keep you posted."
They part company and Tommy heads for his room and lies on his bed reading a book, waiting for dylan to get home He has soft music playing—a disc that he knows dylan likes a lot.
dylan gets home and walks over to Tommy and sits on the side of his bed alongside him. Tommy shuffles over towards the wall to give him more room. `Hey, dude, nice to see you home. Do you have to go out any more tonight?"
dylan smiles at Tommy and nods his head. "All done," he sings. Tommy smiles at dylan's little display of showmanship. "I'd like to sit up," he says. "help me up?" dylan gets up off the bed and leans over to help Tommy get upright. Then he slides his legs over and sits on Tommy's right.
"dylan, there `s something I need to talk to you about, and please don't get upset with me if you don't like what I have to say. It's very personal."
"Oh, no!" dylan thinks to himself. "He knows! Here it comes!" He starts to breathe heavily. Tommy reaches out and rubs his back, the way he usually does when dylan seems to be getting upset.
"dylan, hopefully this isn't anything bad. But I was talking with Phil and Doug today, and they helped me to realize something that I never admitted to myself before. But what they said is true. And I want you to know it. But if it makes you uncomfortable, I'll understand, and if you want, I'll go home tonight so you can be here alone to process what I have to say."
"Tommy, come on . . . enough with the introduction . . " he says gently.
Tommy takes a deep breath. "Well, buddy, we've been friends almost all our lives and we've always been happy about it and we love to be together and to do things together all the time, and my parents have practically adopted you and my home is your home . . . I know you get that."
dylan responds, "it makes me feel so good to hear you say that, Tommy."
"But there's more. And I guess it's been true for a long time, at least that's what Phil and Doug helped me understand, it's been true for a long time that my feelings for you go far beyond friendship, dylan. It's like you are my life. It's like you're all that I need in life to be perfectly happy. And I also love how good it feels to me to be able to do things to help you or to take care of you.
"I can never say thank you enough, Tommy."
"Well then, Phil started to tell me what we look like together from his point of view. And all of a sudden I got it!" he turns to face dylan. "dylan, I . . . . I think I'm in love with you. And I hope . . . "
dylan cuts him off. "That I'm in love with you too."
"Yes, buddy."
"Tommy, I am so in love with you that it hurts sometimes. I've been in love with you from even before I knew I was gay, or what that might mean. But now I know and I'm not sure I understand."
"What, dylan, what don't you understand?"
"How you could be in love with me since you're straight! And I'd never want to do anything to disrespect that."
"dylan, I don't know what I am any more or what kind of label they'd want to give it, but I guess you haven't noticed that I haven't been on a date this entire year. I haven't been able to, because no one girl can interest me as much as you do. Maybe I'm just gay for you . . . I don't know. But this I do know:"
"What, Tommy?" Tommy takes him by the hand. "dylan, my I kiss you?" dylan nods and leans in. Tommy's lips touch his and one word pops into Tommy's head: home. The kiss grows stronger and more urgent, and tentative tongues touch. As soon as this happens, dylan opens, offering himself to Tommy, and Tommy enters his mouth and holds him by the back of his head as he explores his dylan for the very first time. dylan surrenders so sweetly, and it actually seems as if he is beginning to suck Tommy's mouth, taking in as much moisture as he can, all the while caressing Tommy's tongue with his own. They fall together onto the bed, Tommy over dylan and they continue kissing. Tommy pulls back and kisses dylan on the top of his head, and on his forehead, then each closed eye and his nose and then buries himself in dylan's neck, kissing and licking. dylan moans audibly and pulls his head back giving Tommy greater access to his flesh as if he's offering himself for a vampire's bite. Tommy presses his body more on top of dylan and he realizes that they are both hard, and he rides dylan's dick with his own. Again he puts his mouth to dylan's and now both of his hands in dylan's hair. They kiss again, almost frantically, and continue their frottage, now both moaning and dylan's hands locked low on Tommy's back, and then suddenly he calls out as he cums in his pants, and Tommy quickly follows with his own trembling cries.
Done. For the first time in their virginal lives, they have managed to get each other off. They lay still in each other's arms for a good long time. dylan's phone rings and Tommy just whispers in his ear, "No!" Tommy giggles a little.
"Sticky, Tommy, yucky sticky."
"Can I clean you off, dylan? I'll get a warm cloth and do it for you."
"Get a couple of warm cloths. But wrap a towel around you so people can't see you creamed in your pants."
"Good idea." Tommy pulls off his jeans and wraps a towel around himself and heads into the guys' bathroom. Quickly he comes back and by the time he does, dylan already had his jeans down to his knees. Tommy goes over to him and kneels down next to him and pulls his jeans off, pulling on the bottoms of the legs. He gets them off and then carefully peels back the top of dylan's black boxer briefs (which they both wear) and looks up at dylan and asks, "okay?" dylan nods and blushes. They've both seen each other naked many times, but this is something different indeed. This is the most intimate thing that has ever happened between them, and Tommy treats it with due reverence. He places the towel at the top of dylan's pants, wipes what is there and then continues to gently wash dylan as he tugs down the pants, until dylan is completely exposed, and then he explores dylan's dick and balls as he washes him clean. Everything looks so beautiful and so desirable to him that he is somewhat surprised at himself, but he keeps thinking, "this is dylan. this is the boy that I love."
dylan sits up and helps Tommy to get back on his feet. He removes the towel and then he kneels down, but takes down Tommy's underpants quickly and picks up the cloth but instead of washing him with it, he leans forward and starts to lick Tommy clean, licking and sucking, taking Tommy's semen into his own mouth and body, and after a while he seems hypnotized by what he is doing.
`Oh my God, dylan, hungry for me, eh? Then clean me good, baby, if you want to. You can have all of me."
dylan thinks of taking Tommy's cock into his mouth as well, but Tommy moves to help him stand so he will have to save that for yet another day.
Both standing, they hug again, then step back and remove each other's t-shirts, and so they are standing there naked together, front to front, and looking back, smiling to each other.
"We still need showers," dylan points out. He reaches for a towel for himself and hands Tommy his. "I have a dare for you," he says to Tommy. "What?" "I dare you, let's go there naked!"
Tommy gets an impish idea. "No, I've got a better dare." "What's that?" Tommy puts dylan's towel around his neck. "I put my towel back on but you go naked! Like you're my slaveboy." dylan looks at him with wide open eyes and smiles, quickly looking down. "Whatever you say, Tommy." (His mind is racing round in circles because he's often fantasized about being Tommy's slaveboy. What's going on? Can Tommy read his dreams?)
"Well then, come on, boy!" shouts Tommy and opens the door and heads out into the hallway while a naked dylan walks behind him hoping no one else is around in the hallway right now, but at the same time, wishing that someone would be there to see this.
While showering, dylan grows tense. There is still something that he has to tell Tommy. Before anyone else does. He dries himself off, facing away from Tommy, because he knows that when Tommy sees his face he is going to know that something is wrong. No one is around, so dylan takes his towel and kneels down in front of Tommy and dries off his feet. Tommy puts a hand on his shoulder to brace himself and lifts each foot for dylan to dry.
"I like taking care of you this way," says dylan.
"You can take care of me any way you went, any time you want, buddy. And the same goes for me," promises Tommy. When dylan stands up and Tommy sees his face, he knows something is up. They go back to the room. Naked, Tommy sits on his bed. "Come here, pup. Tell me what's got you looking all tense. Come lie down here with your head in my lap. I'll help you relax."
dylan lies as Tommy said and Tommy starts playing with his hair and stroking his face. "So what's up? What's bothering you? Talk to me, dylan."
dylan starts to cry. "Oh baby, what has you so upset?"
"Tommy, I've been a bad boy. I'm surprised you haven't heard anything about what's been going on with me."
"That you've been practicing how to suck cock?"
dylan starts sobbing. Tommy speaks gently: "dylan, I know. And I'd like to think you were just practicing so you could do it good for me."
"Tommy, I swear to you, every single time I ever did it I was imagining that it was your dick in my mouth and that I was making love to you. Every single time. But then Adrian caught me and he'd been making me service him every day. He threatened to tell everyone about me. Finally, he was so mean to me that I didn't care and told him I wouldn't do it any longer and he started telling people. But the only reason I was doing it was that I was so horny and I didn't think I would ever be able to be with you. I swear, Tommy. I'll never do it again. I promise. But now everyone in the dorm is going to know."
"dylan, don't worry about that. I already knew about Adrian and he's being taken care of. And I don't care if people know about you, or even know about the both of us. I'm not going to hide anything. I want everyone to know how much I love you. Please don't cry. Everything will be okay. I'll make it be okay."
dylan lies on his side and wraps his hands around Tommy's back and sobs into his belly. Tommy holds him tightly. "My sweet boy. You were so lonely, so desperate. And you are surely one horny guy. I'm gonna have to keep you real busy from now on. Make sure that all your horniness is for me now."
"Tommy?"
"What, baby?"
"I love it when you call me baby. Tommy, can I . . . . can I . . . "
"I can read your mind, baby. You wanna show me how much you've been practicing. You wanna take care of me, show me how much you love me? You want my dick, boy? Go for it, dude. Be my cocksucker."
dylan flips over and takes Tommy into his mouth for the very first time.
"Oh my God, dylan, that feels so wonderful. Just hold me there for a little while, okay?
dylan thinks to himself, "Whatever you want, however you want it, my love. This is the sweetest and most beautiful dick in the whole world." He can't help himself, and gently moves his tongue around the crown and then over his piss slit and he licks up the pre-cum.
"I love you, dylan. I love what you are doing. I love how it feels, and I can feel you loving me with your mouth and your tongue." Tommy starts to grow, and dylan is in awe with how good it feels to know his Tommy is being pleased so much. He keeps his mouth as still as he can, until Tommy grows to the point where dylan starts to gag a bit, but he doesn't pull back but tries to take Tommy deeper into his throat.
"Careful, baby, I don't want you to choke. You don't have to take it all. Just suck up and down now, okay?
dylan does as he was asked, making love to it with his tongue and his lips and his throat. Each time on the way down he tries to go farther, but Tommy holds him back. "Some day, dylan, I'll fuck your face all the way down, but not tonight. Tonight is for gentle. Oh my God, you make me feel so wonderful, baby. You're such a good cocksucker for me, dylan. Milk me, baby, I'm precumming a lot now.
dylan backs off to the tip and sucks Tommy's juices, looking up at him with adoration in his eyes.
"is it okay if I call you a cocksucker?" dylan nods his head and smiles. "Your cocksucker, Tommy, no one else's." dylan takes his hand and wraps it around the base of Tommy's cock and starts to jerk it into his mouth in a slow rhythm.
"that's right, boy, make me feel good, Milk my dick, cocksucker, show me how much you've wanted me all these years." While dylan is sucking him, Tommy massages his scalp and the back of his neck, making dylan moan with pleasure while he is giving Tommy so much pleasure.
dylan goes to town. Before long, Tommy shouts out and shoots right into dylan's mouth and dylan drinks it all down and keeps tonguing the head of his dick.
"Oof, enough, baby! Too sensitive." dylan backs off and licks Tommy's balls but then has to stop to get the hair out of his teeth.
"Hairy, Tommy."
"I'll have to shave them for you, baby. Make them smooth for you. And shave you too, so you look like my little boy."
"Oh yeah, dude, go for it! I AM your boy, your boy who adores you, Tommy."
"Now it's your turn. Slowly jerk yourself, baby, Think about how you just sucked my cock for the very first time in your life and you will be doing it over and over again from now on, whenever I want it or you want to do it. Go ahead, dylan. Play with yourself while I watch you. You look so hot doing that, baby. But don't cum. Let me tell you when to cum. from now on, you only cum when I let you or tell you to, okay?
"Yes, Tommy. Own my dick. Be in charge of my pleasure. I want to be yours, Tommy. In every way."
"Good boy. Now let go of yourself." dylan winces as he lets go of himself. Tommy reaches down and hold the tip of dylan's dick in his fingers, wrapping one finger around him beneath the crown. "I like holding you this way, baby." Tommy takes his thumb and rubs it over the head of dylan's dick and dylan writhes beneath him. "Stay still, boy. Feel what I'm doing to you. Feel me playing with you, controlling your dick." dylan starts breathing heavily now.
"Okay, baby. Get ready to cum. Feel it building up you and see if you can cum when I command you to.
dylan reaches down to stroke himself a bit beneath Tommy's fingers and Tommy allows it. dylan starts to breathe even more heavily and Tommy knows he's ready to shoot.
"Okay, dylan, CUM FOR ME. CUM Now, boy!"
dylan cries out "I love you, Tommy!" as his cum shoots out and covers Tommy's hand and fingers.
"Good boy! Milk yourself now and get it all out."
Once dylan has drained himself, Tommy puts his cum-covered hand to dylan's lips. dylan looks into Tommy's eyes inquisitively. "Go ahead, boy. Lick my hand clean. Drink down your own cum."
dylan makes a face. "Go on, boy. I know it's hard at first, but you'll get used to it. Lick my hand clean, boy. Lick up the cum which I let you spill over." Tommy rubs his hand over dylan's mouth and dylan starts getting into it more. "good boy, you're doing fine. You are pleasing me so much, baby, doing what I asked you to do. I love you, piggy boy. I love you, dylan. Such a good boy. All mine."
dylan licks his lips and looks up at Tommy. "So fucking hot, dude. What you're doing to me."
"And I'm only getting started. But now, let's get up. Let's move your bed over next to mine so we can sleep together from now on. I don't want you to have to sleep alone any longer."
Once they're done, Tommy puts on his boxer briefs again and dylan moves to pick up his as well.
"No, dylan. Stay naked. I love seeing you naked. Always have. Do you remember when we were kids and Mom used to have the two of us together in the bathtub?"
"yeah. Those were good times."
"I loved it. And do you remember how I always used to dry you off myself?"
"Yeah. Made me feel so good, you doing that for me. And you never said anything about my bruises. You were always so gentle with me. Made me feel safe."
"Baby, you are always safe with me, you know that. My baby."
"Your baby, Tommy? Your naked baby?"
"Always, Dylan."
"Can I stay naked for you all the time?"
"Whenever I want you to be. You dress when I want and you strip when I want. What do you think of that idea?"
dylan trembles and moans. "Honestly, it turns me on, the idea of your being in charge."
"So we've reached a good understanding."
"Actually, it's not any different than what's usually been happening, except now it includes sexual things as well. I've always done what you wanted, big guy. You know that."
Tommy chuckles. "Tell me, do you think you'll be able to sleep if you're naked in my arms?"
"I'll probably sleep better than I ever have, Tommy." Tommy messes up his hair.
Tommy fixes the sheets and blankets and gets into bed, holding the covers up for dylan to slide in. He cradles dylan in his arms and dylan lays his head upon Tommy's heart. The very best place of all. It doesn't take long before he falls asleep. Tommy lies there looking at this boy he loves so much, so happy that they've crossed the line they've crossed. Now they're lovers. Now dylan is his special boy in more ways than he has ever been before.
END OF CHAPTER THREE
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