Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2004 13:47:03 EST
From: ImJeff0882@aol.com
Subject: My Roommate Nick, part 4

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving adult males.
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This story is mostly true; I am taking more liberties here, since the story
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My Roommate Nick, part four. (It's long.  I could have sent it in as two
parts but I figured you could pace yourself over the weekend.) I hope you
don't hate it. But, I wanted to stay closer to what happened.

I woke up, Nick was still sound asleep.  I lay there for a while but I had
to take a wicked piss.  I couldn't wait any longer.  Our apartment was
cold; I hated the idea of getting out of bed.  Finally, I slowly crawled
out of bed.  I made my way to the bathroom and peed.  Damn, that felt
great.  Naked, I quietly made my way to the kitchen and got the coffee
cooking.  Then I went back to my bedroom.  I stood there looking at Nick.
He seemed to be sleeping.  I started to get into his bed, so I wouldn't
wake him up.  He lifted the covers and looked at me.  I got in my bed with
him, he covered me up.

"Damn, your feet are cold," he whispered as I put my feet against him.


I smiled.  "Was it fun?  Were you surprised at first?"

"Yeea aah," he said.  "He always did that when I was a kid.  He'd wrestle
me down, tickle me, he'd make me say uncle and then he'd make me pull my
own pants and underwear down.  He never touched me though.  I was shocked
when he did that.  I was like a kid again, I was scared I was going to get
hard.  Then when he pulled his sweats down and I could feel his hard on
against me I realized what was happening."

"You're slow," I said.  He poked me.


"I knew immediately that you guys must have talked.  There was no way he'd
do that on his own, especially with you in the next room."

"So what was it like?"

"All I remember about the first time was that I was trying not to cum so
quickly."

"Yeah, you did come fast," I said smiling.  I got poked again.

"Then all I could think about was shooting my spunk into his mouth.  I
really tried to cum as much as I could," he laughed.  "Then when I blew him
I wanted to give him the best blow job he ever had.  His little brother,
giving him the best head ever," he continued to smile and laugh.  "You're
getting a hard on," he said, feeling my dick moving against his leg which
was in between mine.

"I was just remembering watching you guys.  So, you did it three times?"

"Yeah, once right after that time.  Then he fell asleep.  Then I guess I
did.  Then he woke me up sucking on my dick this morning.  We 69ed for
about 20 minutes; it felt more like he was giving me a bath down there.  He
was licking me all over."

"Did he lick your butt?"

"Yes.  I was surprised when he did that, but damn, it felt awesome."

"He wants to fuck you."

"Yeah, he said that.  I said no.  He kept licking my butt then he came in
my mouth.  Then I came in his.  Then he went back to sleep.  Did you like
watching?"

"Yeah," I said.  "It was really hot."

Nick said, "He wants to blow you?"

"What?  What do you mean?"

"He told me he wants to blow you.  Oh yeah, he told me about the two of you
in the shower.  I told him that if he blows you, I wanted to watch."  He
laughed and then said, "I told him that you can suck your dick and eat your
cum.  He really wants to see you do that."  I started to say something, but
he interrupted me.  "I told him that he'd have to try to do it and let you
watch him squirt into his mouth."

"Are you going to watch, too?" I asked.

"Yeah.  I'll do it, too," he said.

"I'll do it," I said.  "You sure you want him to blow me?"

"Yeeea aah, I want to watch.  He was talking about how big your dick is.
He wanted to know if I was really going to let you fuck me."

I laughed.  "What did you say?"

He grabbed my dick and pulled on it.  I laughed.  Nick said, "I said that I
wanted to, but I was a little nervous about it.  He asked me if you were
going to let me fuck you.  I told him that I thought if you got to fuck me
that you'd let me fuck you.  Right?"

I nodded.  "You want me to fuck you now?" I asked and smiled, as I grabbed
at his ass.  He laughed and shook his head no.  I asked him, "Do you want
to fuck him?"

"What do you mean?"

I shrugged and smiled.  "You want to play him?"

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I'll tell him he can blow me but you get to watch and then you and I get
to watch him jerk off," I explained.

"No.  You tell him that he can blow you and I get to watch, and then he has
to blow me and you get to watch, then he has to let us watch him jerk off."

"Okay, cool, yeah," I said.  "I'll tell him that I'll fuck him, but he has
to let you fuck him, too."

Nick said, "Oh fuck, yeah, that'd be hot.  Do you have condoms?" I nodded.
"You fuck him first, and then I'll fuck him," he said.  He was now hard.
We smiled at each other.  He said, "Let's cum on his face.  We'll fuck him
and cum on his face."

I laughed.  "You think he'll say yes?"

He shrugged.  "Maybe, he'll say yes, but he wants to fuck you, too."

I said, "I don't know.  Maybe, but only if you get to watch," I said.  He
smiled at me and nodded.  "Do you want to try getting fucked?"

"Not with him here.  When it's just you and me," he said.

"Okay.  I'll tell him that he can fuck me but first you and I get to fuck
him and cum on his face and you get to watch him fuck me.  Is there
anything else you want to do?  Do you think he'll go for all of that?"

"I don't know.  We could tell him it's a package deal," he had the biggest
smile on his face.  Nick has the most beautiful smile.  I thought it was
his straight white teeth, but looking at him I realized that it was also
his cushiony lips.  They were luscious.  "It's pay back time for all the
times he terrorized and rejected me when I was a kid."

There was a sort of thump on the bedroom door.  "Open up," Matt said.  I
jumped up, turned the knob and jumped back into bed and covered up.  Matt
entered the room carrying three cups of coffee.  "The smell of the coffee
woke me.  I had to have some."  He handed me a cup and Nick a cup.  He then
bent down and put his cup on the floor.  "I have to pee."  He turned and
left the room.

Nick and I watched him as he walked through the doorway.  "Looks like it
would be fun to fuck that ass," I said.

"Don't make me laugh, I'll spill my coffee," Nick said.

Matt returned to our room.  "You guys have room in there for me, it's
freezing in here."


I started to scoot over when Nick said, "Not really, use my bed."  I
pinched him under the sheets.  We drank our coffee and talked about cooking
dinner.  Yeah, it was absolutely bazaar; Nick and I in bed with boners,
Matt in Nick's bed.


Nick said, "Jeff, get up and turn on the heat."  I looked at him; he gave
me this huge smile.  "Come on, it's too cold in here."  I got up and walked
into the living room where the thermostat was.  I turned it on and set it
for 70 degrees.  I half ran back into the bedroom, my hard dick swinging
and bouncing.  I noticed Matt looking at my dick.  I was going to leap into
bed, but Nick held up his coffee cup.  I got in quickly and covered up.

Matt said, "So what time are we going to eat dinner?"

"Depends," Nick said.


"On what?" Matt asked.

"On what time we get done playing.  I told Matt you want to suck his dick."
Nick said.  "I also told him you wanted him to fuck you."

I looked over at Matt feeling a little embarrassed.  Matt looked at me and
shrugged and then smiled.  "Sounds kind of hot, don't you think?" Matt said
to me.

I said to Matt, "Nick said you want to fuck me, too."  He nodded.  "So,
where is Nick during all of this and what is he doing?"

He looked over me and looked at Nick.  He shrugged.  "Whatever he wants, I
guess," he said.

"How about this," I said.  "How about you blow us both, me first, and then
let us watch you jerk off."

"Yeah," Nick said, "That would be fuckin' hot.  Do it Matt, come on."

"Okay, sure why not.  But only if I get to fuck you," he said to me.

I said, "If you get to fuck me, Nick and I get to fuck you, you can fuck me
while Nick watches."

"You guys are both going to fuck me," he said, sounding like it was a bad
idea.

"Nick said he told you that I can lick my dick head and that I let him
watch me cum in my own mouth."

He nodded, "Yeah, and that I'd have to do it, too, or you wouldn't."

I said, "Well, I'll put on the show for the both of you, and you don't have
to do it if you don't want to, if Nick and I fuck you, cum on your face and
then you can fuck me."

"Damn," he said.  "You two have been planning this out.  I don't know."

Nick crawled over me, he was hard, got out of the bed and uncovered Nick.
We both looked.  Matt had a hard on.  "He wants to do it," Nick said
smiling.  He dropped the covers and got back in bed with me.

I uncovered myself and lifted my hard dick off my stomach and stroked it a
couple of times.  Nick laughed and then put my dick in his mouth.


Matt said, "Sure why not, it all sounds hot to me, but we have to add one
more thing."

Nick let go of my dick.  We both looked at Matt, waiting.  "Nick blows me
and you and I get to watch him jerk off."

I said, "Sounds good to me," and laughed.


Nick said to me, "I'm sure it does."

I said to him, "Wait a minute, I'm getting fucked, and you're not."

"Okay, you're right," Nick said.

Matt looked at Nick and said to him, "So you want to fuck your big
brother?"

Nick just smiled.

Matt said, "Damn, we're never going to have time to cook."

"You are going to be here all day today and all day tomorrow."  He nodded.

Nick got out of bed, went into the living room and came back with a piece
of paper and pen.  "What are you doing?" I asked.

Nick sat down on the bed.  He began to write.  "He's making a list," Matt
said.  Both Matt and I began to laugh.

"What?  We might forget something."  I looked over his shoulder.  He
divided the page in two parts.  He headed one side, TODAY and the other
side TOMORROW.  I grabbed him, while I laughed, pulled him down on the bed
and started to tickle him.  He yelled and twisted and turned.

Matt watched us.  It was getting warmer.  Warm enough so as not to have to
jump back under the covers.  I got off Nick.  I lay down on the bed,
propped myself up on my pillow and looked over at Matt.

Matt asked me, "Did you play sports in high school?"

"Yeah, baseball.  I was pretty good, too."  He nodded.  "Why did you ask
that?"

"You're in great shape.  Guys don't get definition like that, your butt is
very muscular, so are your legs and shoulders."

"They're not that big at all, just definition.  I think it's probably
genetic to some degree.  I used to lift when I was in high school, for
baseball, but now I only do it once in a while."

"Well you look great," he said.

"Is this what guys do for foreplay?" Nick asked, sarcastically.

I laughed and said to Matt, "So, you want to suck me and Nick now, or do
you want to wait until later?"

He put down his coffee and came over to my bed.  Nick sat down next to me.
Matt knelt down on the floor next to the bed and then turned me so that he
had me positioned so that he was kneeling between my legs.  As I turned I
wound up leaning against Nick.  He moved so that now I was lying between
his legs with my head against his chest.  Nick put both his hands onto my
chest and began to run his fingers up and down my stomach.  It felt
wonderful being in his arms.  I could feel his hard dick pressing into my
back.  I turned my head and glanced up at Nick, he looked at me.  Then we
both watched as Matt started to suck my dick.

His head bobbed up and down slowly while holding my dick at the base.  He
licked and sucked and licked some more.  I looked up at Nick again.  Matt
moaned as he pushed further down my dick.  It sounded like he was going to
gag, but he didn't.  He just moved further and further down my dick.  I
thought that there was no way he was going to take it all.  He didn't.  He
pulled off my dick and took a deep breath.  Then he tried again.  A bit
further, but he still couldn't do it.  Then he ran his tongue down my dick
and over my balls.  He glanced up at me and then his eyes went to Nick,
then back to my dick.  He kept licking at my balls and then he lifted my
sack and licked that place between my balls and my crack.  I brought up my
knees and spread my legs.  He kept licking and then he lifted my legs.  I
put my hands behind my knees and pulled my legs up further and then glance
up at Nick.  His eyes were glued to what Matt was doing.  Nick's dick
pulsated against my back.

Matt moved further down and slid his tongue against my hole.  I moaned, I
let go of one leg, reached through my legs and put my hand at the back of
his head and pushed him further into my crack.  He licked and poked and my
hole.  I could feel my butt hole tensing closed and the relaxing and
opening.  Then I notice pre-cum dripping onto my stomach; a pool of white
sticky liquid sitting on my stomach.

I dropped my legs.  Matt glanced up at me.  I still had my hand at the back
of his head.  I applied pressure, he moved up to my dick.  I moved my dick
so he could see my pre-cum pooling under my cock head.  I moved his head
toward it.  He went for it.  Licking and slurping.  Then he was back to
sucking my dick.

It was definitely the most `different' blow job I've ever had.  I am not
sure I can explain it.  I've thought about it a lot since Thursday morning.
I even talked to Nick about it.  I don't want to run through the guys that
have blown me.  There really aren't that many.  Really.  I would say that
without exception I generally feel either excitement about it being a first
or second time with a very hot guy, like with Kevin, or a deep passion,
like with Bill, or a real playful, fun, loving and tender feeling like with
Nick.  There was John, my high school buddy who it always felt like our
secret thing, our shared secret thing, special and forbidden.  Damn, did I
just run through my list of guys?  No, good, I've got to have one or two
secrets.  Right?

How was this feeling?  Well, that's just it.  I wasn't feeling much about
Matt.  I was more into watching him suck my dick.  I must admit, I've
watched before.  I like watching.  But that was about it.  I mean, it felt
great.  He was giving great head.  The sensations running through my body
were awesome, but I felt nothing emotionally.  No, that isn't completely
true.  I really liked leaning into Nick.  It felt wonderful lying in his
arms; his hands rubbing my chest, reaching down to my crotch and running
his fingers through my pubes as Matt sucked my dick.

As he continued sucking and bobbing up and down my dick, holding it at the
base, he started to move his hand up and down the shaft and then over the
head.  His mouth followed his hand down the shaft of my dick and then up
again.  This was a combo, jerk off, blow job.  I reached down and stopped
him from moving his hand up my dick.  He continued sucking without moving
his hand.

I could feel that feeling beginning.  That wonderful feeling deep in my
groin--I don't have to explain that feeling, you know what I mean--it
spreads across my stomach and legs, down my knees to my feet, up my stomach
to my chest and down my arms.  That was happening.  I could hear my
breathing.  Nick began to rub my chest harder and he began to kiss my head.
I grabbed his arms and held on.  My legs started to shake.  Matt was
holding me in place with his arms pressed into my legs; they shook anyway.

Then it happened.  I moaned loudly as I began to cum.  Matt swallowed hard
and sucked even harder.  I grabbed his head and pushed him down on my dick
as I came again.  I heard him gag.  I let go of his head.  He kept sucking,
and I kept cumming.  I finally, relaxed back into Nick's arms.  He held me
tightly.  I was breathing hard; my chest was rising and falling as he held
me.  Matt continued to lick my dick as he squeezed my dick from the base to
the head.  He kissed my cock head and then gently let my cock fall to my
stomach.  He looked up at me and smiled.

He stood up.  His dick was hard; there was a string of cum hanging from the
slit of his cock head.  He reached up to his jaw and then rubbed.  "Damn,
that was a workout."

I said, "Sorry."

"Hey," he said, "I loved every minute of it, especially that last part."

I moved and stood up on the bed.  "Good," I said and smiled, "Because
you're not done."  I signaled Nick to scoot forward.  He did.  I squatted
down behind him leaning into the wall.  I pulled Nick into me.  I was now
where he was.  Matt got back on his knees.

Nick said to him, "Look, you don't have to do this.  How about if we both
watch each other jerk off?"  I smiled to myself and hugged Nick.  I think
he was feeling bad for wanting this to be revenge.  I didn't think he had
it in him.  He likes to think he's tough, but he's got a good heart, even
to his brother who, according to Nick, terrorized him for years.

Matt laughed and said, "I've jerked off thinking about sucking off a line
of guys.  I think this is the closest I'll ever come."  I hugged Nick
again.  Down went Matt.  Nick's dick disappeared into Matt's mouth; all of
it, in one quick move.  Nick and I lay there.  I held him, rubbed his
stomach and chest and ran my fingers into his pubes.  He was moaning, he
was groaning, and he was breathing hard.  When I kissed his face he swung
his head around and thrust his tongue into my mouth.  We continued kissing
while Matt sucked him.  We kissed until he was so close to cumming then he
couldn't hold still.  I held him, ran my fingers to his nipple and then
very lightly pinched.

Nick twisted in my arms and moaned loudly.  He was cumming; Matt was
swallowing.  I looked at Nick; he was looking at me.  I leaned down and
kissed him again.  He grabbed my head and kissed me through his gasping for
air.  Finally, he relaxed in my arms.  I looked at Matt; he was licking
Nick's cock, while looking at us.  He let go and the stood up.

Both Nick and I watched as he began to stroke is dick.  He was stroking
hard and fast.  He moved closer to us.  His hips began to thrust forward.
I realized he was going to shoot his load all over Nick.  I felt Nick move
back a bit.  Matt continued to stroke.  I stood up on the bed.  Matt's eyes
followed me.  "Come on my chest," I said.

"Sure," Matt grunted.  I stood in front of him.  I didn't want him cumming
on my face.  Nick moved so he could see what was happening.  Matt was
pointing his dick upward.

"Cum on my cock and balls," I said.

Matt pushed me down on the bed.  I almost jumped back up, but he moved
toward me aiming his dick at my crotch.  I lay there and then spread my
legs giving him full access to my crotch.  I watched as he jerked, his face
was all red and tight.  He leaned down toward me and rubbed his dick into
my sack and he continued to jerk.  Nick sat down next to me and watched.  I
sat up, leaning on my elbows and watched Matt.

Then that thing happened.  I could tell he crossed that threshold.  His
breathing was loud.  He pulled back.  A big, almost clear, glob of cum feel
from his dick, it didn't shoot so much as it fell out.  Then about three
seconds later a shot and I do mean a shot, of cum flew out of his dick.  It
was a lot of cum and it hit me hard, almost like if someone was peeing on
me.  I've never had anyone pee on me, but in my mind it was like that.  Two
more shots, smaller and less explosive, hit me on my crotch.  The grunt
that started with his first large dribble continued through his third shot
of cum.  He kept stroking and squeezing his dick hard; squeezing out more
cum.  He was done.  He sat down on Nick's bed and then fell backward and
just lay there and continued panting.

I glanced down as my crotch, as did Nick.  Matt's cum was mostly an opaque
liquid that began to drip down my crotch.  Nick ran his fingers through it
and then looked at me.  "Shower time," he said to me.  We both got up and
went into the bathroom.  Nick turned on the shower and stepped in.  I
followed.  We washed each other rubbing the soap all over each other's
body.  Matt came into the bathroom and stood over the toilet and began to
pee.  We watched.  As he reached to flush the bowl, we both yelled, "Don't
flush."  He didn't.

The three of us had something to eat, before we began trying to figure out
how to cook a turkey.  We told Matt to close the sofa bed.  He did.  Then
he took a beer, sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.  Nick looked at
me, rolled his eyes and shrugged.  Nick and I continued reading the
directions on turkey cooking.  Nick took out paper and pen and made a plan
for when to start the turkey, the potatoes, etc. so, as he said, `it will
all be done together'.  OY.

At one point Nick came to me and began to complain that Matt wasn't
helping, but I told him that it was fine with me, since we wouldn't have to
make uncomfortable small talk.  He nodded.  When it was time, we told Matt
it was his job to prepare the table and the wine.  He did.  I got to carve
the turkey.  OY.  I even tried to make gravy.  It didn't work.  We had
cranberry sauce.

Everything was okay.  Nick ate like he hadn't eaten in a week.  We talked,
we joked, and we laughed. Then Nick said, "I want to make a toast."  He
held up his glass and said, "I'm glad my brother came for a visit and we've
decided to be friends.  I'm thankful for having Jeff as my roommate, my
best friend and my mentor."  He smiled at me big, and lifted his glass.  We
all drank.  I said, "My turn.  I want to thank Matt for coming to visit us.
I enjoyed meeting you; I enjoyed our run and talk, a lot.  And, I enjoyed
the blow job you gave."  I think we all had too much wine.

Matt smiled and said, "I enjoyed all that, too, but you forgot the shower."

I lifted my glass again and said, "And, yes, the shower hand job."

I looked at Nick and said, "I am thankful for having you as a roommate, as
one of my best friends, the man who I depend on more than anyone and who
has never done me wrong.  I'm lucky to know you."  We lifted our glasses as
Matt made some obnoxious sound.  We all drank.

Matt lifted his glass.  "I am thankful that I got to meet you," he said to
me.  "I am thankful for your huge dick.  It was a challenge to suck and I
think it will be quite an accomplishment to take up my ass."  How much wine
had he had, I wondered.  I tried to remember how many beers he had while he
watched TV.  Then he turned to Nick, who was no longer smiling.  "I am also
thankful we've decided to be friends.  I am glad we finally got to suck
each other's dick.  Finally, I got my cum in your tummy and your cum in
mine.  It took too long," he said and laughed.  He definitely had too much
to drink; I think.  Nick just stared at him.

"Lighten up, Nick," Matt said.  "I am kidding.  Matt, thank you for the
talk, and the run and dinner. Nick, let's work on being better friends, but
I do think it took too long to get your cum in my tummy," he said and
smiled.  Nick looked at me.  We drank.

I said, "Actually, Matt," Nick's eyes widened.  I laughed. I guess I wanted
to slap Matt down, but I realized that I'd be getting Nick in hot water so
I stopped.

"Actually, what?" Matt asked.

"Yeah, Jeff," Nick said, "Actually, what?"

Maybe I had too much to drink, too.  "Actually, Matt, I think you should be
the one to clear the table, while Nick and I get the pies and ice cream."


They both stared at me.  I got up and carried my plate to the kitchen.  I
felt myself warming with embarrassment.  Nick walked into the kitchen and
punched my arm.  I laughed.  "I'm sorry.  I think I just wanted to slap him
down or something.  But, I think he had too much to drink."

"Go ahead, you can tell him."

I shook my head.  "Nick, I'm sorry.  Maybe I had too much wine, too.  Are
you angry?"

He looked at me.  "What a stupid thing to say."

"I know," I said.  "Really, I am sorry.  But, I didn't say anything."

"No, not you.  What he said."  I think we both realized that Matt had not
come into the kitchen, so we went to see where he was.  He was sitting on
the sofa watching TV.  Nick and I cleared the table, put everything onto a
plate and shoved it into the refrigerator.  Everything else went into the
garbage.  The plates and stuff went into the dishwasher.  I poured us more
wine.  I held up my glass toward his, but he just walked to me and put his
arms around me.  He held onto me.  We hugged.  He moved his face against
mine, his lips met mine.  Our tongues touched.  He sucked my lower lip into
his mouth. I did the same to him.  My dick got hard.  His hand dropped; he
cupped my basket and kissed me again.  I did the same to him; he was hard,
also.

He said, "Let's not do the fuck thing tonight.  Let's do it tomorrow."

"Okay," I said.  "What do you want to do?"  He shrugged.  "How about if I
put on my show?"

"Yeah, but then I am supposed to suck him and then jerk off so he can
watch."  I nodded. "Okay, fine, let's do that.  Then I don't have to sleep
with him."

"Nick we don't have to do any of this if you don't want to.  I thought you
did."

"I do.  I want to see him getting fucked," he said, smiling.  "And I'd like
to fuck him and cum on his face," he laughed, but not tonight.

"Okay, fine, we'll do that," I said.

We brought the pies and the ice cream into the living room.  Matt got up,
went into the kitchen and opened another bottle of wine.  As we sat down,
Nick said, "Matt was going to tell you that when you were living at home,"
I couldn't believe he was going to tell Matt, "sometimes when I'd have the
chance I'd jerk off into something you were going to eat."

Matt stared at Nick.  He sat back in his chair.  "What do you mean?"

Nick looked really nervous.  "I was pissed at you.  I hated you," he said,
his voice sounded like he was going to cry.  He shook his head.  "You used
to tickle me, make fun of me.  You let Cory make fun of me, you'd laugh.  I
figured you guys were sucking each other off.  I decided to jerk off on
your food to get even with you."

"How did you pull that off?" he asked.

He explained how he'd jerk in a jar and then pour it onto Matt's salad.  He
explained how he was told to make Matt a sandwich and how he jerked off on
it and then put mayonnaise on the bread.  He said, "A couple of times I was
acting like I was being really nice to you.  I'd scoop up ice cream, take
it into the bathroom, jerk off on it, put chocolate sauce and squirt that
canned wipe cream Mom would buy on it.  I'd make one for me and then I'd
bring it to you in our room.  You'd be all cool and stuff about it.  I'd
watch you eat it.  You'd lick the bowl, getting all the chocolate.

My eyes went back and forth from Matt to Nick and back to Matt again.  I
didn't know what was going to happen.  I thought that Matt could start
beating on Nick, or maybe Matt would laugh, or maybe Matt would just get
up, get his stuff and leave.  I waited.  I knew that Nick was no match for
Matt, but I figured I could take him.  Beside, Matt was drunk.

Matt sat there listening.  He looked angry.  Nick said, "I was a jerk Matt.
I'm sorry."

Matt looked at me and said, "That's what the actually Matt was.  When I
said, it took a long time to get your cum in my tummy.  He told you about
this."  I didn't move a muscle.  He looked back at Nick.  So did I.  Nick
looked sad or worried or I guess sorry.

"I was an asshole.  I did terrorize you.  What's fucked about it is that I
knew I was doing it.  I remember that Cory and joked about it."  I looked
at Matt and felt myself relax.

"Pay back," Matt said.  Nick looked at Matt and shrugged.

"You pissed?" Nick asked.

"No," he said looking straight into Nick's eyes.  Matt looked at the two
pieces of untouched pie, pumpkin and apple, sitting on Nick's plate.  He
moved the plate toward Nick and said, "Let me see you do it."  Nick just
stared at him.  "You owe me.  Let me watch you jerk off on the pie.  Nick
looked at me, I looked at him.  "Come on, remember part of the package deal
is that I get to watch you jerk off.  So let this be your jerking off."

Nick shrugged and looked at me.  "You okay with this?" he asked.

I laughed.  "It wouldn't be the first time I've watched you."

Nick leaned back, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and dropped them and
his boxers to his feet.  He lifted his shirt and started to jerk his
already hard dick.  I moved so I'd have a better view.  My dick was hard.
I glanced at Matt and he was rubbing his crotch.

Matt stood up, walked behind Nick and told him to stand up.  He did.  Matt
told him to take his shirt off.  He did.  Matt unzipped his pants and
pulled out his hard on.  Then he stood behind Nick and held Nick like he
had held me in the shower.  Nick began to jerk himself again, but Matt
pushed his hand away and then started to jerk off Nick.  He moved his hands
over Nick's chest and continued jerking him.  Nick stared at me.

It took a while but clearly Nick was getting close.  Matt said, "Jeff, get
the pie."  I moved and knelt in front of Nick holding the pie about three
inches away from his dick.  As I watched this I noticed Matt's dick pressed
between Nick's legs.  Nick let out a groan.  I watched and held the plate.

Nick's first squirt and second squirt weakly shot out of his dick.  If he
did what he usually did, in about five seconds a stream of thick white cum
would follow.  Sure enough, there it was.  A long squirt of thick white cum
and then another landed on the pie.  I moved the plate closer as his next
two shots shortened in distance but not so much in volume.  Then I held the
plate under his dick as the rest dripped out of his slit.

I started to move the plate when Matt said, "Wipe the last drops off."  I
moved the pie against Nick's dick and Matt pushed Nick's dick into the pie.

I put the plate on the table.  I was still hard, so was Matt.  Matt leaned
down and sucked the pie and cum off of Nick's dick.  Nick bend down and
pulled up his boxers and pants.  I moved my dick in my pants so I could sit
down.  I kept looking at Nick.  Nick kept looking at the cum on his pie.
He sat down.  Matt sat down after shoving his dick back into his pants.

Nick said to Matt, "Can I put ice cream on it?"

"No."  Nick shrugged and picked up his fork.

Matt said, "I guess I deserve a lot more than you dished out.  But, let me
know when you feel like we are even," as he reached over and took the plate
of pie.  He picked up his fork and started eating the pie. Both Nick and I
watch Matt, our eyes moving from the pie plate to his mouth as each bit of
pie went into Matt's mouth.  When the dish was empty of pie, Matt picked it
up and licked the plate clean.  "Now I'll have that ice cream," he said
handing the plate to Nick.

"I'm sorry I did that to you Matt.  It was pretty stupid," Nick said.

"Actually, it was pretty kinky," he said and smiled.  "Let me know when
I've made up for being such an asshole."

"Okay," Nick said and smiled.  We scooped up the ice cream and ate pie.

We were done with dinner and games at about five.  We had purchases tickets
for the move `Alexander' on line the night before.  We went.  Ugh.  I was
so sure it was going to be an awesome movie, but I was ready to leave after
the first hour.

We got back to the apartment around ten.  When we settled in I said,
wanting to get this over with so I could get to some work I needed to get
done, "Show time, boys."


Matt smiled.  I went into my bedroom, they began to follow.  I thought
about it and thought if I do it there, I'll never get them out.  I said,
"It's easier to do it on the floor in front of the sofa.  "I'm just going
to get undressed."

Nick followed me into the bedroom and started to get undressed.  Matt went
back into the living room.  Nick asked, "You into this?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Anything you want me to do?"

"Yeah, I really like it if you play with this area here," I said, reaching
between his legs and touching that area between his balls and ass crack.
We smiled at each other.

We walked into the living room and Matt was sitting on the sofa.  As I
walked into the living room he stood up.  He walked over to me and began to
play with my dick and balls.  He got down on his knees and started to suck
my dick again.  I was going to stop him but to tell you the truth it isn't
easy to be in that position for a long time, and it isn't particularly easy
to cum in that position, or maybe it's that licking my own dick doesn't
turn me on as much as other things.  Nick stood next to me and started
running my ass as he watch Matt sucking me.  I smiled at him.

He stopped sucking my dick.  I sat down on the floor in front of the sofa.
I positioned myself so that I could flip my legs over my head and use the
sofa to steady myself.  I flipped my legs over my head giving myself time
to stretch my back muscles.  I started jerking.  Matt lay down on the floor
on one side of me, Nick lay on the other.  I kept jerking and moved my dick
toward my mouth and sticking out my tongue.  I kept bending and stretching
and then touched my dick to my tongue.  I took a deep breath, exhaled,
stretched and pulled and then I was able to wrap my lips around my dick
head.

"Oh nice," Matt said.  I kept jerking.  Nick reached up and began to touch
that spot.  I sighed.  I ran my tongue over my dick head and jerked.
"Fuck, Jeff, that's awesome."  I kept jerking, Nick kept touching and Matt
watched.  I began to feel like this was going to take a while, and like I
said, it's not all that comfortable, and I started regretting my decision
to use the floor.

Then Nick got up.  He said, "Tell me when you're close, I want to watch."

I turned my head and looked at him, wondering where he was going.  I went
back to my dick.  Nick knelt down and put his hands on my butt cheeks and
looked down at me between my legs.  I looked up at him as I continued to
stroke and run my dick over my tongue and lips, trying to suck in as much
of my dick as I could.  Then he bent down and began to lick that spot.  I
felt a tingling run through my body.  We made eye contact, he winked at me.
Then his tongue went to my ass crack and onto my butt hole.  I moaned
loudly and kept jerking.  It was working, I felt that tension building.  I
moaned again as Nick continued to use his tongue.

I didn't want him to stop.  I felt myself getting close so I slowed down.
I stopped jerking and closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling, and then I
remembered Matt.  I started jerking again, looked up and saw Nick looking
down at me as he went back to that spot, then his finger slid into my hole.
My eyes opened wide; again, I moaned and said, "Oh yeah."  He kept moving
his finger inside of me.  I was getting close.  He knew it.  He moved,
leaving his finger in my butt.

That feeling started.  I was close.  Nick began to hit my prostate; it felt
great.  I started to moan loudly.  I opened my mouth and stuck out my
tongue.  I steadied myself with my feet.  I felt that explosion of
sensation moving through my groin.

Again, I groaned.  Then my cum shot out of my dick and shot onto my tongue.
I felt it sliding down my tongue, as another shot hit my tongue.  My dick
was about 6 inches from my mouth.  I can't keep my dick in my mouth when I
cum.  I tried swallowing before the next shot, but as I did another shot of
cum hit my lips.  I opened my mouth again and took the next two shots into
my mouth and then licked up the cum on my lips while the rest of my cum
started dribbling out.  Nick kept massaging my prostate.

Matt kept saying, "Oh fuck, damn. Oh fuck."  I looked at my dick and a long
rope of cum was hanging from my dick.  I moved my dick back to my mouth and
licked at my dick taking my cum onto my tongue.  Nick took his dick out of
ass.

Matt said, "Nick, I'm close, come here and finish me off."

Nick, the list maker, then said, "This is the blow job I am supposed to
give you."

Matt said, "Whatever, get over here."  Nick moved.

I still had some cum in my mouth.  I had done this several times for John
and several times for Bill and had come to know what guys seemed to like to
see, so I moved the cum to my lips, rubbed my cock head on my lips and in
my cum and then pulled my dick away.  Cum hung again from my dick.

"Oh fuck, yeah," Matt said.  I really don't get why this is a turn on, but
I've never seen someone do it.  Also, immediately after I cum, I tend to
NOT want to swallow it.  The idea sounds great to me when I'm really horny,
and when I am about to cum, but as soon as I do that feeling leaves me.
But, I've gotten used to going beyond that feeling.

There was a rope of cum from my dick to my lips.  I opened my mouth.  I
could see my cum hanging off my dick.  I licked at my dick again.  I heard
Matt moaning.  I could hear Nick sucking.  I was sure Matt was cumming.  I
moved my dick to my mouth and licked and licked, cleaning my dick of cum.
Then I licked my lips and swallowed the rest of my cum.  Matt kept moaning.
I uncurled my body slowly.  I looked at Nick who was no longer sucking
Matt.

Matt said, "Fuck, Jeff.  That is so fucking hot."

"You should try it sometime."  I stretched and again looked at Nick.  I sat
up and stretched.  I got up.  I went into the kitchen and got a glass of
orange juice and drank it.  When I got back to the living room the sofa was
open.  I said, "Guys, I've got stuff to do, so I think I'll get to sleep
and get up early."

Nick said.  "Yeah, me, too.  Matt do you need anything?"

"Just a pillow."  The three of us walked into the bedroom.  Nick gave Matt
the pillow.  Matt said, "Good night, boys," and left the room.

Nick got into his bed, and I got into mine after I turned the lights off.
I'm not sure why but I was feeling awkward, or bad for Nick.  I said, "How
are you doing?"

"Fine."  He rolled over toward me.  "Really, I'm just tired.  I didn't get
much sleep last night."

"You didn't get so see the finale."  We smiled at each other.  "I'll do it
for you after he leaves.  It'll do my encore, just for you."  He laughed.

I lay there, we talked a little.  Then it was quiet.  I began to wonder if
Nick got off.  He hadn't.  I sat up to see if he was jerking.  He wasn't.
I got up and got into his bed.  He turned toward me and smiled and put his
arm around me.  He closed his eyes.  I reached over and touched his dick.
It was soft.  I scoot down quickly and put his soft dick into my mouth.  He
put his hands on my head.  I sucked him, wanting him to feel wonderful.
When he started to cum, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and jerked
himself trying to shoot his cum onto himself, but I moved myself in front
of his dick and took his load all over my neck and chest.

I scooted up.  He leaned over and kissed me and said, "You didn't have to
do that, but it was awesome."  I reached over for my boxers to clean
myself, but he said, "Let me get it."  He did and then wiped my neck and
chest.  I thought about getting up and going to my own bed, but then I put
my arm around him and he moved toward me and wrapped his arm around me and
put his leg over my legs.

I woke up at 7:09am.  Nick was awake, his arm around me.  I had morning
wood.  I rolled over on top of him, lying in between his legs.  I wrapped
my arms around him and started humping him playfully.  I looked at him and
said, "Get the condoms; I'm going to fuck you until you say uncle."

"Where are they?" he asked seriously.

I smiled at him.  "I was kidding, butt head."  He smiled at me.  "I really
have a lot I have to do.  I think I'll go up to campus and do my work
there."

"I was trying to figure out what to do with him.  I think we'll hang around
here until noon, and then go to a movie.  Do you want to come to dinner
with us, or you want to eat alone."

"No, why don't you call here after the movie and you can either pick me up,
or I'll meet you.  I've got to pee," I said.  I jumped out of bed, quietly
went into the bathroom.  I peed and showered.  Actually, I just peed in the
shower.  They say it's good for athletes' foot.  It must be, because I
don't have it.

I went back to my room.  Nick had the coffee made and was in his bed
drinking his.  Mine was in a cup on the dresser.  I drank my coffee while I
dressed.  Nick got up and went into the other room.  He came back with my
favorite cereal, a banana and milk, in a bowl.  He handed me a spoon.
Yeah, he does this kind of stuff.  It balances out, because I make dinner
for him, when he eats at home.

I ate my cereal, finished my coffee as we talked.  I gathered my stuff and
then quickly left the apartment.  I got a lot done.  I wrote part or this
story (part of part two I think).  Proofed another paper I was writing for
a class and then started grading papers for the classes I was TAing.  I
really do like doing it, I just wish there weren't so many papers to do.  I
was getting hungry, so I left, went through town and went to my favorite
fresh Mex. Restaurant and got a veggie burrito with black beans and a
bottle of water.  I sat and began grade papers again and slowly enjoyed my
lunch.  I really love veggie black bean burritos, yummmmm.

On the way home I went to the local adult book store and bought condoms.  I
also bought lube.  I saw this bottle of lube that had the word HOT printed
on it.  It said it gives a warm feeling.  I thought about it for a while,
but then just went to my regular kind.  I went home; they had gone to a
movie.  I worked on `My Roommate Nick' for a while.  I've found that it's a
good way for me to relax and also think.  Maybe, that's bad.

Nick called, he said they'd drive by and we'd go out to dinner, Nick's
treat.  They saw `National Treasure', and said I didn't miss anything.
Nick seemed relaxed.  Matt seemed to me to be overly friendly or seductive
or something.  We left the restaurant and went home to the apartment, the
three of us, I would bet, thinking about what we were going to do when we
got there.


When we got to the apartment, the first thing Matt did was get three beers.
I said I'd pass, so did Nick.  Matt opened his.  Nick and I sat on the
sofa.  Matt came in and said, "So, how do you want to do this?"

"It's your ass, how do you want to do it?" I said.  Then I added, "My only
thing is that you and I will use condoms."  He nodded.

Nick said, "Same here."

He stood there looking around the room.  I noticed that he had a hard on.
He wasn't trying to hide it.

"I think there's more room in here.  We can open the sofa."

Nick and I started toward the bedroom.  I signaled Matt into the bathroom.
"You might want to clean up," I said, pointing to his ass.  I walked him
into the bathroom and showed him how to use the detachable shower head.  He
said okay.  I turned to leave the bathroom and saw Nick standing in the
doorway.

He and I went into the bedroom.  I heard the shower running.  Nick started
to undress.  "I often wondered about that," he said, taking his shirt off.
He kicked his shoes off and then pulled his socks off.  "I guess that's a
good idea."

"It can be," I said,

"So, you up for this," he asked.

"Yeah, sure, why not?  It'll be fun.  It's his ass," I said and poked Nick.
I was going to ask Nick if he was into it, but he had his pants off and his
dick was hard.  "I see you're into it."

"It's going to be your ass, too.  He was talking about it this afternoon.
He kept trying to convince me to let him fuck me."

"What did you say?" I asked.

"I said, no.  He remembered that I said I wanted the first to be you.  I
guess that sounded kind of stupid.  A dick is a dick, right?" Nick said,
sitting on the bed.  Matt was still in the shower.

I closed our bedroom door.  "If that's how you feel, then why not let him?"
I asked, and sat down on the bed.


He shrugged.  "I don't want to sound like a girl giving up her virginity to
her soul mate."

"Okay, so what is it?" I asked. He shrugged again. "Do you know and don't
want to tell me, or do you not know?"

"OH yeah, like you think I'm going to fall for that one again."  In the
past when he said he did know but didn't want to tell me something, I'd be
persistent until I'd get him to tell me.  I reached over and playfully
pushed him onto the floor and jumped on top of him.

"I'll tickle you until you tell me," I said.  He looked at me, "Okay, I
won't tickle you but I'll do something."

"I'm nervous about it.  I want to do it, but I think it's going to hurt."

"Yeah, it probably will hurt the first time.  It's going to hurt him and
this isn't his first time," I said.  I grabbed his crotch.

We heard Matt turn off the shower.  "I want to do it when he's not here.  I
trust you, I don't trust him."  I nodded.  We both got up and walked into
the living room.  Neither Nick nor I were hard now.  He sat down on the
sofa.  I walked over and stood in front of him.  I put my hand on his head
and pulled him forward.  He opened his mouth.  But, instead, I swung my
hips back and forth so that my dick hit his face.  Then I took hold of my
dick, he was trying to get it in his mouth, but I kept pulling away and
hitting him with it.

He laughed and said, "Fuckin' asshole.  What until I fuck your ass.  Talk
about hurting, you just wait."

I laughed and sat down next to him.  I noticed he again was hard.  I
reached between his legs, grabbed his dick, and squeezed.  "It might take
more than this to cause me pain," I said.

He looked at me and smiled and said, "Damn, you're that loose." He poked me
and laughed.

"You know when I heard myself say that I thought that's the wrong thing to
say, but then I figured you'd be too nice to say something that nasty."

"Yeah, sure."

"Actually, I thought you'd be too slow to get it," I said and smiled.  Nick
walked into the room.

He looked at me and said, "You going to use the bathroom?"

I looked at him for a moment and then understood, "I took care of things
before you guys picked me up."  He nodded.  Nick looked at me.  "So, you
want me to fuck you, then Nick can for a while, then me again, then Nick,
then me."

"Wow, I don't know about that.  How about you fuck me until you cum and
then let me take a breather, then Nick can," he said.

"Yeah, but we are going to both cum on your face," I reminded him.

"Yeah, I know."  Matt said, "Oh you mean at the same time?  Fuck, you guys
are really nasty."  He looked at Nick and then said, "Okay, but I don't
know how long I can take the both of you."

"Okay, I'll fuck you, and then Nick will fuck you, until he gets close,
I'll go until I am ready and we'll try to time it so we shoot together."
He nodded.  I was stroking, my dick was hard.  I looked over at Nick, so
was he.  "Is there a position you prefer?"

He shrugged.  "We'll I've done it different ways.  You have any
preferences," he said smiling at me.

I was finding this all very bazaar.  I'd never really talked to someone
about fucking him and in what position.  Usually, it just starts and then
you're in different positions.  But, I think this was happening because he
was hot about getting fucked by me because of the size of my dick and not
because I was attached to it.  So, I was talking to him like, `so, how do
you want it'.

"Yeah, sure I can think of a couple."  I looked around the room.  I walked
over to the sofa and said to Nick, "Help me move this."

He said, "I thought we were going to open the sofa."

"Yeah we can still open it, later.  Help me move it away from the wall."
We moved one end into the room.  I opened the condom and threw the wrapper
on the table.  I put a drop of lube in the condom.

Nick picked up the wrapper and looked at it.  He looked up at me and said,
"Magnum?"

I shrugged and said, "There are regular ones there, too."  I rolled the
condom onto my dick and then put some lube on it.  I glanced over at Matt
who was stroking his hard dick.  I walked over and stood facing the side of
the sofa, signaling him to lie face down across the back of the sofa so
that his right arm and leg hung on the front side of the sofa and his left
arm and leg hung over the back.

He walked toward me, looking unsure.  "You want me bent over?"

"Yeah, lying down, so you can relax, or you can lie on the table face up or
face down and I can do you that way, but I thought this would be more
comfortable."  He looked at the table and then nodded.  "You know this is
going to hurt," I said.  "I mean how long has it been?"

"Years."  I was hoping he'd say, `maybe I don't want to do it'.  Not that I
didn't want to fuck him, but to kind of help Nick see that his brother was
nervous about being hurt, too.

He chuckled.  "Just don't shove it all way in until I get used to it.  Once
I get used to it, you can do your best."

"You are the MAN," I said as he lay down.  I told him to move forward and
take his feet off the floor, so he'd be more comfortable.

"I'm serious," Matt said.  "I want you to do your best.  If I am going to
do this I want to do it."

"How about until you say, UNCLE?" I said, smiling.  I looked over at Nick
who had moved so that he was now standing beside me. Nick handed me the
lube as Matt lifted his legs and scooted further onto the back of the sofa.
"Are you comfortable," I asked.  He moved around a bit.  I squirted lube
onto his butt hole.  "Maybe you should loosen yourself up a bit," I said.

He looked around at me and laughed and said, "I'm not worried about how
thick you are, just don't go in all the way.  I shit thicker tirds."  He
looked forward as my mouth fell open.

I smacked his butt cheek and said, "Then you'd better tighten that hole, or
I might just slid all 8.5 inches in without thinking.  He laughed. I put my
left hand on his lower back, lined up my dick with his hole.  I moved my
dick around his butt hole, pushing gently.  "You want the first four and a
quarter inches, right."

He laughed and said, "You're killing me, dude."

I said, "Nick get me a ruler and a marker I want to mark it off."  Matt
laughed. "You getting nervous, Matt?"

"No," he said and chuckled.

"This is going to hurt so maybe you should say uncle for me before I slide
it in," I said to Matt.  He laughed again.  So did Nick.  "I just want to
be sure I know how it sounds when you scream it."  He laughed again.  "You
sure you want me giving you four and a quarter inches?"

"Make it five.  I can take five," he said.  He looked back at me and
winked.

"Okay, here comes four and a quarter inches," I said and then pushed myself
into him.  His legs flew up.  His back arched.  He turned his head.  His
mouth was wide open.  I looked at him.  He was making noises.  "Was that
uncle?"

"Uncle," he said.  I pulled out.  He reached around and rubbed his hole.
"Fuck, was that your dick?  It felt like your arm."  I smiled at Nick, he
smiled at me.  Matt laughed.  "Fuck."

"Bigger tirds," I said.  He smiled.  "Okay, okay. You the daddy," he said.
He settled down again and said, "Okay, this time just go slow and easy."

"I'll do it anyway you want.  Slow and easy," I said.  I squirted more lube
on his butt hole.  I lined myself up and began to slowly apply pressure.
"Push out, I said.  He did.  I moved in very slowly.  He seemed to tense up
again and I stopped.  He relaxed.  "You okay?"  He nodded.  Nick watched.
"Pain," I asked.  He shook his head.  I pushed further in.  He moaned.  I
began to slowly rock back and forth, watching to see his reaction.  I began
to thrust slowly and deeper.

"Yeah, like that."  I went further and further with each thrust.  "Tell me
when you've got it all the way in."

"You'll know," I said.  Nick began to jerk himself.  I stopped him.  "Save
it," I said.  He nodded.  I began to thrust hard and deep.

"Fuck," he said.

"You okay?" I asked.

"I don't like this position."

I pulled out.  "How do you want to do it?"

"Let's open the bed."  We did.  He lay down on his back.  He lifted his
legs.  I put more lube on his hole.  I went into a push up position.
Reached down, aimed and slid in.  I looked at him.  His eyes were closed.
I began to slowly thrust deeper into in.  He held his legs apart.  I thrust
faster.  He opened his eyes.  "Fuck.  I can't wait to fuck you."  I thrust
deeper and faster.  I looked down, he wasn't hard.

I repositioned myself, moving so that I was sitting on my calves.  I
continued to thrust as deep as I could.  I put my hand on his dick.  He
looked at me.  I began to work his dick with the lube.  He was getting
hard. "Get ready," I said to Nick.  He was.  I continued thrusting.

Matt looked up at me and said, "I don't know if I want to take you again."
I nodded.  I wasn't really close but I figured I'd jerk while Nick fucked
him.  I pulled out.  Matt looked at me and said, "Did you get it all in."
I nodded. "Damn, you are big."

I moved out of the way and Nick moved between Matt's legs.  I squirted lube
on Nick's condom covered dick.  He moved into position and said to Matt,
"Say uncle if you can't handle it," and smiled big at Matt and then at me.
We both laughed.  "Fuck you both," he said.  Matt started laughing harder
and had to drop his legs.  I pushed Nick so that he fell on top of Matt.
Matt kept laughing and gave him a hug.

Nick repositioned himself.  Matt watched and smiled at Nick.  Nick looked
nervous.  He slowly pushed himself into Matt.  Matt spread his legs wider
and pulled his knees back.  Nick leaned forward and started fucking Matt.
I sat down and watched Nick's ass pumping into Matt.  Damn, I thought, he
does have a muscular ass.  It was really hot to watch him fucking.  I had
never seen anyone fuck.  It was really hot.  I had to stop jerking or I was
going to cum.  I noticed Nick slowing down. Good going, I thought.  He was
pulling almost all the way out and then pushing all the way in.  Matt just
laid there watching Nick.  He began to pinch Nick's nipples.  Nick started
to thrust harder and faster and then slowed down again.  I moved and knelt
down next to Matt's head.  Matt reached up for my dick.  I pushed his hand
away and shook my head.

Nick kept thrusting and Matt and I watched him.  I thought he looked HOT
fucking.  Then he pulled out of Matt and quickly moved up toward his head.
I started stroking again.

"Open your mouth," Nick said to Matt.  He did.  I was ready.  Nick stared
squirting aiming for Matt's mouth.  Most of his spunk hit Matt on the face,
but a couple of large shot's got into his mouth.  Seeing this was all I
needed.  I too, aimed for Matt's mouth.  I missed the first shot.  It went
all over his cheek and nose.  Nick was done.  I moved so that I was right
over his face and put my dick about a foot from his mouth and got the rest
of my cum on his lips and into his mouth.  Then I wiped my cum onto his
nose.  Then I collapsed onto the bed.  I saw Matt swallow.

"Matt," I said, "You are definitely not straight; definitely not straight."
He looked at me, but didn't smile.  He got up and went to the bathroom.  I
looked at Nick.  "You think he got pissed." Nick shrugged.  Matt came back
into the living room.  He had stopped in the kitchen and gotten a beer.  He
sat on the bed.

"So, how was it?" Nick said.

"I like challenges.  I couldn't imagine enjoying that," he said pointing to
my dick.  I hate that; it's not a that or a thing, "But it was kind of hot
after I started to relax and get use to it."

Nick said to me, "Your right, he's not straight."

"So you ready," Matt said to me.

"In a few minutes," I said.

"I hope you can take it as hard as you give it," he said.

"Yeah, I can.  But, when you're ready to cum, you pull out and cum on my
stomach."

"Why?"

"Condoms break, especially if you're going to fuck me hard.  So, it's that
way or no way."

"Okay."

"And check it once in a while, okay."

"What do you mean?"

"Pull almost all of your dick out of my ass when you are thrusting and look
to see that it hasn't broken," I said.

I got up and went into the bathroom.  I came back and picked up the bottle
of lube.  Matt grabbed one of the regular condoms.  I lubed up and loosened
up my butt hole; one finger, then two.  More lube.  Then I laid down and
waited.  Nick sat next to me and rubbed my chest.  Matt come over, took the
lube and spread it on the condom.  I lifted my legs.

He looked at me and said, "Doggie style."

I got onto my knees and got on all fours.  "Slow and easy," I said.  "Your
big and I'm not into pain."

"Slow and easy," he said.  He moved against my butt and pushed.  He stopped
and then began to push again.  It hurt somewhat, but I just took a deep
breath and let him in.  He began to thrust.  Nick and I made eye contact.
Then Nick moved so he could watch me getting fucked.  Matt held my hips;
once in a while he smacked my ass check.  He kept fucking me harder and
harder.  I began to push into his thrust forward.  "Yeah, you love it," he
said.  He continued fucking me harder and faster.  I heard him breathing
hard as he held my hips tighter in his hands.  I was about to pull away
from him, when he pulled out.  I heard him jerking.  Then he pushed me over
so that I was on my back.  He opened my legs and aimed his dick at mine.  I
felt his cum wetting my crotch.  I watched his face.  It was red and tense.
He watched himself cumming.  Then he leaned forward.  I thought he was
going to kiss me, but he didn't he was leaning forward so he could wipe his
dick clean on my ball sack.  He moved and then lay down on the bed.  I
looked at Nick.  I sat up and got off the bed.

"Shower time," I said.

I went into the bathroom, peed and then took a shower.  When I was done I
went into the living room and said to Matt, "Have a good night," I said.

"See you in the morning," he said.

"Nick gone to bed?" I asked.

"Yeah.

I went to the bedroom.  Nick was in his bed.  I turned off the light and
climbed into his bed.  "This okay," I asked.

"Yes.  Anytime."

"I almost busted a nut watching you fucking," I said.

He smiled.  "Tell me more."

I laughed.  "You've got a hot ass.  I've never seen someone fuck someone
else before.  You looked really hot.  I'm not kidding.  When I saw you
fucking I almost shot my load.  I had to take my hand off my dick," I said.

"I bet you were wishing that I was fucking you," he said and smiled at me.

"You got it in you, big boy," I said smiling. I grabbed at his dick.

"You kidding?"

"No."

"No, we shouldn't.  It will hurt."

"Oh no, not you, too," I said.

"No, because he just did it to you."

"Where are the condoms and the lube?" I asked.

"I put them away," he said.

"Get them."

He got up, grabbed a condom and the lube. He sat down on the bed.  "He'll
hear us."

"Can't you cum without making noise?"

"No, the bed; he might hear the bed."  He shook his body, which shook the
bed.

I got off the bed.  I threw a pillow on the floor.  I got down on the
floor.  Nick sat on the bed, leaned over and looked at me.  He stood up,
put lube in the condom, rolled it on to his dick and then knelt between my
legs.  I lifted my hips.  I moved around and finally found my butt hole.
He very slowly and gently moved into me.  I reached up and pulled him
toward me.  He lay down on top of me and began to slowly thrust into me.

"You are such a horny toad," I said.  "You just got off.

"I'd be hard for this after three times," I said.

Simultaneously, we both turned our heads to face each other and began to
kiss.  I held him tightly.  He rocked back and forth.  I was getting hard.
He rested his head in my neck and continued rocking us, thrusting gently.
"Fuck, you feel great," he said.

"You too," I said.  I was rock hard now.  "Where's the lube," I said.  He
reached over and grabbed it.  I put out my hand.  He popped the top with
his teeth and then squirted some on my hand.  He lay on top of me after I
put my hand between us and wrapped my fingers around my dick.

"Fuck me," I whispered and licked his face.  He lifted off me and then
began to thrust harder.  I stroked my dick.  He'd lean down, as he
continued thrusting, and kissed me.  He kept fucking me and I kept stroking
my dick.  I noticed him checking the condom and then he thrust harder.
"Yeah," I whispered.  I was getting close.  "I'm close," I said.

"Should I stop," he asked.

"No," I said,

He continued thrusting and I began to shoot my load.  He pulled out, took
off his condom and started to shoot his load.  We were both trying to not
make a sound, like two teenage boys who just got each other off with
parents sleeping in the next room.

I pulled him on top of me.  He lay down.  We were wet with cum.  We stayed
there for a while.  Neither of us said a word.  I just held him, he seemed
relaxed.  "Let's get in bed," I said.  I got up wiped myself off as he did
also.  I got into my bed.  I looked over at him, he was sitting on his.  I
lifted he covers for him to get in.  He did.

"That was the best sex I've had all day," he said.  We both laughed.  I
rolled over onto my stomach.  He put his arm around my back and his leg
over my legs and scooted in so that his crotch was against my hip.  He made
several humping motions.

I laughed and said, "If you have it in you, go for it."  He got out of bed
and walked over to where the condoms were.  I turned over and looked at him
and said, "You're kidding."  He laughed and got back in bed.

Saturday morning I woke up alone in bed.  I lay there for a while.  I got
up to pee and I noticed Nick in the kitchen.  I peed and then went into the
kitchen where Nick was making breakfast.  Coffee, scrambled eggs and
toasted frozen waffles.  I heard Matt get up and go into the bathroom.

We had breakfast.  We all showered separately.  I went into my room sat on
the bed, put on my IPOD and graded papers.  Nick came in and out of the
room several times.  A couple of hours pasted when Nick and Matt came into
the room, sat down on the bed as Matt packed his stuff.  I took off my
earphones.  "Matt's going to leave."  Nick looked upset.  Matt zipped up
his bag.  Looked around and then looked at me.

"Matt, it's been fun," I said, as I got up and put out my hand.

"Yeah, we've got to do it again, sometime," he said, as we shook hands.
"I'm serious.  Hopefully, you guys will invite me up again soon.  I really
enjoyed everything.

"For sure."

They walked out of the room.  I heard the door close.  About five minutes
later I heard the door open and close again.  I started to listen to my
IPOD again and went back to my papers.  It occurred to me that it was weird
that Nick hadn't come back into the room.  I took off the earphones and
listened.  I heard him in the kitchen.  I sat and listen.  Nothing.

I went back to working on my student's papers.  Then I put them aside, got
up and went to see what he was doing.  He was sitting on the sofa drinking
a beer.  That was very unusual for Nick.  He doesn't drink a lone, nor does
he drink before lunch.  He looked at me and looked away.

I asked, "What's going on?"  He sighed.  "Nick."

He shook his head.  "Look I am going to tell you nothing is going on and
you are going to say, if you don't want to tell me, then just say so, but
don't say nothing is going on.  Then I'll say, okay, I don't want to talk
about it.  Then you'll say, why not?"

I felt pissed immediately.  "Fine, asshole."  I turned and went back to my
room.  I put my IPOD on and started on the papers again.  I put down the
red pen and just sat there and was getting angrier.  He was right, that is
exactly how it goes.  But, fuck him, I thought.  The door opened.

Before I continue I want to try to help you see Nick as I do.  I am not
talking physical characteristics at all, because Nick has very dark wavy,
not curly, brown hair. And looks nothing like Matt Damon, except for the
big beautiful smile.  But, Nick's persona very much reminds me of Matt
Damon.  He's not like a Russel Crowe kind of man, but a Matt Damon kind of
man.  There is a masculine softness, not a feminine softness, to him that
is very attractive. (Well, it is to me).  If I had to say who he looked
like, I'd say, and I can't remember his name, is the guy who played Toby
Maguire's friend in Spider Man; the guy who played the son of Willem Dafoe.
Oh yeah his name is James Franco.  If you don't know who that is, go to
Google, then click on images and type in James Franco.  Nick looks like
that only much younger.  But, as I was saying, he's a Matt Damon kind of
man.  Got it?

He came in and sat down on my bed.  He looked at me and didn't say
anything.  Nick is not a very emotional guy.  He doesn't get angry very
often, hardly at all, actually.  He laughs, but I've never seen him cry.  I
tend to be much more emotional.  I get angry and tell people.  I laugh.  I
am affectionate.  I cry.

I watched him.  I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I am also very
stubborn.  He looked at me again.  "We had a talk, Matt and I."  I didn't
say anything.  He turned and looked away.  I sat there.  He took a deep
breath.  "Don't be angry with me."

"What happened?" I asked.  He shrugged.  He sat there.  Then I noticed
tears moving down his cheeks.  "Nick, what's going on?"  I felt myself
getting sad.

He shook his head.  "We were talking about stuff.  He said, `do you guys
kiss a lot?'  I just looked at him.  He said, `I saw you guys kissing,
tongue kissing'.  I said, `Yeah, so'.  He said, `You know he's gay.
Kissing a guy is a little over the edge, don't you think?'  I didn't say
anything.  He said, `Are you doing it because it's kinky or are you like
into it?'  I started feeling like confused, scared," Nick said.  Tears
rolled down his face.  "He said, `You know having sex with a guy is one
thing but kissing him, I don't know about that'.  He asked me, `Do you have
feelings for him?'  I said, `Of course, he's my best friend.  He said, `You
don't kiss your best friend'.  I said, `Oh so you have sex with your best
friend, but you don't kiss your best friend'."

"What did he say?"

"He said, `That's right'. He said, `Cory used to say that he thought you
were gay.  If you keep this up, you will be.  Sex is fine, but the kissing
thing is too much'.  He said, `Yesterday I woke up and went to the
bathroom.  I look in your bedroom and you two guys were sleeping in the
same bed'.  I said, `Yeah, so?'.  He laughed and shook his head.  I said,
`I slept with you'."

"What did he say?"

"He said, `I'm your brother, that's different'.  We sat silently for a
while.  I think I was mostly feeling angry, but I think I was feeling like
this was my fault.  I think he was going this to Nick because I said to
him, `Matt you're not straight'.

I said, "What are you thinking?"  He looked at me and the tears began to
pour out.  He shook his head.  Then he started sobbing.  "Nick," I said and
moved toward him.  He got up and went to his bed and lay down and kept
crying.  I just sat on my bed.  Neither of us spoke.  I got up and sat on
his bed.  I worried that if I touched him or talked he'd bolt.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"For what?"

"I don't know.  I just feel like you don't need to deal with this.  I'm
okay.  I think I was just feeling like he and I were going to be friends
and then he did what he always does.  He made me feel like shit.  He came
here wanting to have sex with you and he says because I'm kissing you and
sleeping with you that I'm doing something wrong."

"Do you kiss me because it is kinky?" He turned and looked at me.  It was
an angry look.  "Hey," I said, "this all started because you wanted to fill
out your kinky plus list with me.  Remember?"  He nodded and turned away
from me.  "So, it's a fair question."

"No. I don't kiss you because it's kinky."  He turned and looked at me.
"So, now what are you thinking?"

"I didn't think it was because of that, but I wasn't sure."  I sat there
for a while.  "That's not fair." I said.  "I knew it wasn't."  I put my
hand on his back.

"I'm scared," he said.

"Why?"  He shrugged.  I rubbed his back.  "You're not gay.  If anything,
you're bisexual.  What I didn't say to Matt was that I didn't think he was
straight, but that he's a jerk."  Nick laughed.  I lay down next to him.
"Did you love Gail?"  He shrugged.  I put my arm around him and pulled him
toward me.  He wouldn't move.  I moved toward him and he started to sob
again.  "Nick," I said.  Then I started to cry.  Not sobbing crying, but
tears.

"Why are you scared?"

He shrugged.  "I'm confused."

"Is there something I can do to help?"

He said, "Just say you don't hate me."

I poked him.  "Why the fuck would I hate you.  How could you think that I
hate you?  Nick."  He didn't say a word.  "Does it fell like I hate you?"
He shook his head, no.

"I wish I knew what I should say."

He turned and stared at me.  "What do you mean, should say?"

I said, "I'm worried about what to say to you."

"Just say what you want to say."

"You're not saying what you want to say."

He looked at me, lay down and sighed.  He said, "I really care about you, a
lot."

I said, "I know you do.  I care a lot about you."

He shook his head.  "No, that's not what I mean."  Silence.  "I've cared
about you for a long time."

"I know and I've cared about you for a long time, too."

He sighed.  I continued to stare at the back of his head.  "Jeff, I have a
crush on you.  I've had a crush on you for a long time.  Not like on my
brother.  That was more like a horny crush.  I don't even think it was a
crush.  I was just wanting sex."

"So, how is this different?" I got a very nasty look.  "I'm asking?"

"He rolled over onto his back.  He stared at the ceiling.  "I've always had
this crush on you." He looked at me.  "But, I figured it was just wanting
to be your friend.  Then I started to feel like I wanted to have sex with
you.  So, we did.  But, I knew it was just sex for you."

"If you are comparing me to your brother and this weekend, I'm going to get
really angry at you."

"No, I don't mean that.  I knew you liked me and that you wanted to be my
friend.  But it was like I was your friend who you had sex with once in a
while."

"When are we talking about?"

"Last year."

"Okay. Go ahead," I said.

"I was feeling like this crush thing was too much for me, or maybe too much
if you knew about it.  I thought if you knew you'd not want to live with me
this year."  He looked at me.  I didn't say anything.  "I thought about you
all summer.  But, don't be angry, please."

"I'm not angry."

"I think I couldn't think I wanted to have sex with you because I liked
you.  Or, maybe if you knew I liked you, then you wouldn't want to have sex
with me.  I didn't plan it, really.  I swear.  Then this thing happened
about the lists I have and then we are here."

"I don't think you were seducing me or manipulating me.  I'm not a child.
Nick, I've always had feelings for you.  If I was clear about how you felt
I might have worried about us, because of Bill." I felt my stomach sinking.
His face tensed.  "I don't want anyone to get hurt."

He nodded.  "I've known all along that you were involved with someone else.
I'm not a child either.  You don't have to protect me."  I nodded.

"Can I hold you?" I asked.  I lay down on my back.  He moved and put his
head on my chest, his arm around me and his leg over mine.  I said, "Wait."
I got up, pulled my blanket off my bed and then threw it over us.  He moved
back on top of me.  I put my arms around him.  We just lay there.  He
moved, looked at me, and then kissed me.  We sucked lips, wrestled tongues,
breath deep and then relaxed into each other, his head on my chest and my
arms around him.

I decided I hated Matt.

I thought about Bill.  His emails sounded weird lately.  I think mine were,
too.  They were mostly about being busy.  We were planning a ski trip for
mid-Dec., but nothing was settled and there was none of our usual foreplay,
and that seemed really weird.  I always feel like I want to push things
with him but then I always back off.  I let him set the pace, the tone, the
mood.

Nick moved his head.  I reached up and touched his hair and played with his
soft waves.  I rubbed his scalp and then moved my hand away.  He took my
hand and moved it back to his head.  I went back to playing with his hair.

I thought to myself--I could really fall in love with Nick.  Then I did
that `futurizing' anxiety thing.  He's graduating in June.  What then?
What about Bill?  Will he really leave Barbara?  If he was going to, why
had he not already?  If she was really going to leave him, why hadn't she?
Would Nick really be okay having a boyfriend?  If Nick and I became
boyfriends would I stop hooking up with Bill?  How would Nick deal with all
of that?

I put my hand down.  Nick didn't move.  I realized he fell asleep.  I guess
crying does that.  I closed my eyes.  I thought I was probably already in
love with Nick.  I think I knew he had a crush, using his words, on me when
I woke up the morning he and Matt first had sex.  I remember thinking that
morning that maybe Matt was hard to sleep with and put it aside.  But then
why didn't he just sleep in his own bed?  Then I thought just maybe at
first I was jealous of Matt, afraid Nick would be better friends with him
than me, but then I was happy Nick felt distant and annoyed.

Then I felt my stomach churn.  It just occurred to me that I put Nick in
the place I am in with Bill; willing to take what you can get; trying to
hold your feelings in check; if the other person knew how you really felt
they'd cut you loose.  Fuck--I couldn't think about it anymore.  I tried to
focus on a paper I was finishing and I guess I feel asleep.

I woke up, Nick was gone.  I got out of bed and saw him sitting at the
table.  As I walked in, he glanced up at me.  He was eating a sandwich.  "I
made you one, too," he said.  "It's turkey, lettuce and tomatoes, Mayo."
As he got up and went into the kitchen he yelled, "Milk or juice?"

"Water," I answered.  He brought me my sandwich on a plate and set it and
the glass of water down in front of me.  He sat across from me.  "Mayo?" I
asked.

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd want mustard on turkey."  I nodded, opened the
sandwich and moved my finger through the Mayo.  He watched.  "What are you
doing?"

"It's just Mayo, right?" I said and smiled at him.  He laughed and nodded.
We sat and ate, neither of us said anything.

"Jeff," he said.  I looked up at him.  "I just hope I'm not going to fuck
up our friendship but you were right.  I wasn't saying everything."  I took
a deep breath.  He shrugged.  "I guess, I think what I feel is like love.
I mean," tears filled his eyes, "Don't be pissed but I think I'm in love
with you."  He put down his sandwich and stared at it.  "I know you are in
love with Bill.  So, maybe I shouldn't be saying that, but I want you to
know.  I also know that you must want to be with him."

"How do you know that?"

"The way you talked about him all the time.  The way you talk to him on the
phone.  When I figured out that he was the guy you were seeing," he
shrugged, "well, I thought you loved Bill and were hooking up with your
friend, but when I figured they were the same person.  It just makes sense
that you love him.

I didn't say anything.

"It's cool, really.  We can, you know, be roommates, friends, play around
once in a while if you want.  If you don't I'll understand that, too.  I've
felt this way about you for a while.  It never got in the way before.  It's
cool, really.

I felt myself getting angry.  AT first I wanted to throw my sandwich at
him.  I said, "Can I not say anything, right now?"  He nodded.  I wanted to
tell that he shouldn't settle for that.  Why would he want to tie himself
to someone who is caught up with someone else?  Why not say to me, Jeff,
I'm a catch.  Get your shit together.  It's Bill or me.

I started calming down when I thought he'd probably be afraid I'd say it's
Bill.  If he doesn't push, there might be a chance it would turn out to be
him.

I felt sick again.  HE's ME.  I'm caught up with Bill, waiting for others
to decide my future.  And now Nick is caught up with me, and he's willing
to wait just like I've been willing to wait.

I put down my sandwich.  He looked concerned.  "It's not you, really, and
that's not bullshit.  And it's not me about you.  This is about me and what
I'm doing with Bill."  I shook my head.  "Can I just not say anything more
for a while?"  He nodded.  I ate more of my sandwich, then put it down.  "I
want to finish the papers I'm grading.  Then do you want to go for a run?

"Steps?"

"Okay," I said, and got up and walked to the bedroom.

"Sure," he said.  "I'll put your sandwich in the frig.

I graded papers, he read.  We changed into running clothes.  When we were
leaving I turned and hugged him.  He hugged me back.  Then I dropped my
hand and groped him.  He groped me back and kissed my neck.  I pulled back
and kissed him on the mouth.

We ran the steps, did crushes, and push ups.  He asked me if I wanted to
talk or if I wanted to just run.  "I want to think," I said.  We got back
to the apartment in record time.  As we undressed he asked if I wanted the
shower first.  I said, no.  When I heard the shower running I went into the
bathroom and stepped into the shower with him.  He smiled at me.  I took
the soap from him and began to wash his chest.  Five minutes later we were
on my bed 69ing.

Sunday and Monday I went to campus and worked on school work.  Tuesday I
called Bill and left him a message to call me on my cell when he could
talk.  I was trying to decide if we should go on our ski trip and talk this
out with him then or talk to him on the phone.  I guess I had decided to
end things with Bill.


My phone rang.

"Hi," I said.

"Hey, what's up?"

"What's going on with the ski trip?" I asked.

"I don't know if I can," he said.

"So, that's a no," I asked

"Yeah, I guess so."

"What's up?" I asked.

"You sound angry," he said.

"No, Just sad, confused," I said.

"Nick?" he asked.

"Nick, you, Barbara," I said.  "I don't like the way I'm handling all this.
I feel like I've put my life in the hands of others."

"Me?"

"You, Barbara, yeah."

"It's not Barbara.  It's me.  I just don't seem to be able to do what I
think I want to do.  She told me she wants to work things out.  She been
having an affair, but it's over."

"Okay, that's what she wants.  What do you want?"

"I can't exactly be angry at her fucking around."

"I wouldn't think so.  But you could kiss and say good bye."

"Yeah, I could.  What's Nick wanting?"

"He wants to be me."

"What does that mean?" he asked

"He wants to sit and wait and hope I'll decide what I want," I said,
angrily.

SILENCE

"When did all this happen?" I asked.  "Barbara's confession?  Did you tell
her you were having an affair, also?"

"No, two weeks ago.  Sometime after the conference.  Jeff.  I deserve to be
hurt, Barbara deserves to be hurt.  You don't.  You're the innocent in all
of this.  If I've got to hurt one of you, I'd say her."

I started to feel that anger, again.  That slam-down-the-phone kind of
anger.

"Jeff."

"Yeah."

"Don't hate me."

"It's hard not to," I said.

"Does he love you?  I think he does."

"I think he does, too," I said.

"Do you love him?"

"I think so, but right now all I feel is angry, confused, sad."

He said, "Just listen to me for one minute.  I love you.  I will always
love you.  I can't imagine you hating me," he started to cry.

"I don't," I said, I started to cry.  "I think I just want to."

"You're my best friend.  You'll always be that.  Squirt,"

"Don't call me that."

"Jeff, the sex is wonderful, but secondary.  I've got this picture in my
head.  How we'll get there I don't know.  You, me, maybe Nick, maybe
Barbara, but for sure you and me, old, retired, living in Italy, playing
cards, drinking wine.

Part of me wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, the larger part wanted to
say okay.

"I'm afraid," he continued, "you're going to be so hurt, you'll cut me out
of your life."

"I'm hurt but not that hurt.  Look, Bill, I knew this could happen.
Actually, I thought it would."

"Say you don't hate me."

"I already did."

"Say it again."

"I love you, Bill." I said.  "Bill, I was going to tell you that I couldn't
do this anymore, so it's not just you not being able to do it anymore."

"Go be happy with Nick.  Maybe, next year the four of us can go skiing," he
said.  "Nick's lucky."

"No I am."

"Then you both are."

We talked more, said good bye and hung up.  I sat for a while and wondered
how I felt. Mostly numb.  Maybe it was because I had to TA.  After I taught
I went home, Tuesdays were Nick's late night at work.  Usually, Gail would
meet him after work and take him to dinner and then to her place.  I had a
light snack and decided to wait for dinner.  I thought I'd meet him at work
and then we could go to my Fresh Mex. Restaurant.  I left him a message on
his cell.  `If you want meet me at the library when you get off work, we
can have dinner.  If not, I'll see you at home."

Two minutes later my phone rang.  "I'll meet you," he said.

We went to dinner; got our food, found a place to sit.  He began talking.
I interrupted him.  I was feeling pretty nervous, sad, confused, but also
relieved in a strange way.  "I've got to tell you something.

"What."

"I talked to Bill, today."  He stared, he face looked sad.

"So, when are you guys going skiing?"

"Just let me talk.  He and I aren't going skiing."  He was about to say
something, but I jumped in.  "I called and got us a room; you and I."  He
started to talk again, I jumped in again.  "We can leave after you get out
of class on Friday.  We'll ski Saturday and Sunday and drive back Sunday
night."

"But I can't ski," he said.

"You'll learn.  I did and so did everyone else on the mountain.  Your
athletic, coordinated, you just need lessons."

"I don't have the money."

"I called my parents.  I told them I wanted to go and that could be my
Christmas present from them.  I said I wanted to take you.  My dad said,
`Go, take Nick, you deserve a break.  It's on me'.  He said, `But two
things: first, drive safely; second, tell Nick I want to see him here for
dinner either Christmas or Christmas eve'.  I asked him if you didn't go
home for Christmas could you come home with me.  He said, `definitely'.

Nick looked stressed.  "What's up," I asked.  My stomach was feeling sick.

"Maybe I should stay here and work."

 "We'll only go for three of four days.  I want to be here, too."  He still
looked stressed.

"I don't know.  We'll see, okay?" he asked.

"Okay.  Anyway, maybe we should decide what kind of relationship you and I
are going to have before we do anything."

He shrugged.  "What's there to decide," he looked worried, or sad.

"We can be best friends like we were before we started to have sex."  He
just stared at me.  "We can be best friends, play around like we were
before Matt came here, or we can make it more than that," I said.

"How would that work, I mean with Bill."

"Bill is going to try to work things out with Barbara.  I called him today.
I do love him, but"

He interrupted, "Are you in love with him?"

"No, but he's just someone I love and will always love, and will always be
one of my best friends."  He nodded.  "He asked me if you love me."

"What did you say?"

"I said, `I thought sometimes you did and sometimes you hate me'."

"That's true," he said.

I laughed.  "He asked me if I loved you."

"Oh this I have to hear," he said.

"I said that sometimes I think I love you and then other times I think I'm
falling in love with you."  My voice cracked.  I couldn't believe I finally
said those words, the `in love' words.  But, it felt good, or mature, or
real, or authentic, or all those things.

His eyes filled with tears.  I said.  "I hope those aren't sad tears?"

He shook his head no.

"You happy?"

He nodded.  "Yes, and scared."

"Because we're two guys?"

"No."

"Why then?"

"I can't ski," he said and laughed.  I laughed.

"So, what is it; best friends, best friends playing around, of boyfriends?"

More tears in his eyes.  He asked, "If we are boyfriends, will it be like a
just you and I kind of thing?"

"You mean monogamous?"  He shook his head, yes.  "Yeah, I'd like that," I
said.

"Me, too," he said and smiled.

"Can I ask you something?"  He nodded. "What about the kink stuff?"

"What do you mean?"

"What about your list.  What about stuff that doesn't include me?"

"You mean jerking off?"

"No, you can jerk off all you want.  I'm not going to stop jerking off."

"I've been thinking about that.  Those lists are stupid.  I mean doing
kinky stuff with you that we both want to do could be fun, like jerking off
like we did in the library.  But, I don't care about that stuff.  It was
mostly fun to think about, fantasies."

"I have them, too." I said and nodded.  "We can do kinky stuff.  It's fun."

He smiled and said, "Can we take these burritos out and eat them at home."

I laughed.  "Eat your burrito and talk to me."

"I really can't ski.  I don't have anything either."

"I have two of everything.  You can rent boots and skis.  We'll take
lessons.  I'll teach you."

"You like being the teacher," he said and laughed.

"Eat your burrito," I said.  We sat silently.  "Nick."

"Yeah."

"You haven't said what you want out of this."

More tears.  He shook his head.  He took a breath.  "Us to be monogamous."

"Anything else?"

"The name of your doctor.  I want to get all those tests you get," he said.

I nodded.  "Maybe I'll go, too.  Get it all done again.  I did it in June,
but we can both just get it done, then," I shrugged, "then,"

"Do you think your parents know?"

"My dad sort of knows."

"Really?"

"He figured it out when John and I were doing stuff.  He told me when I
went to college that he knew and that he was nervous about HIV.  I told him
I dated girls, too.  He said, `just be care whether it is a guy or a
girl'."

"Do you think he know about, or thinks that we might be, or"

"It's okay to say, Nick."

"You think he thinks we are boyfriends.  We are, right?"

"If you want.  Yes, I think he thinks we are.  And, I am sure he's talked
to my mom about it.  But, I don't think my mom would ever say anything
about it."

"They're okay about it?"

"I think they want to be.  I think they want me to feel like they are.  I
think when they get to know you, they'll be fine with it.  They are cool
people and they love me."  We sat quietly for a while.  I think we both
were thinking about his parents who wouldn't feel the same way, and
obviously, neither would Matt.

"Damn, meeting the in-laws and I haven't even lost my virginity yet."  He
laughed.

"We can take car of that, tonight."

He laughed and said, "Yeah, but then will I be able to ski this weekend?"
I laughed. "I'll go with you."

"Where?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Any where you want to go," he said.  "Skiing, your parents'
home."  I finished my burrito.  I looked over at him.  He'd hardly eaten
any of it.  He saw me looking.  He began to wrap it up and said, "Let's go.
I'll eat it at home."

"I keep telling you that my dick isn't an `it'."

"What?"  He laughed.  "Stop it, I've had a hard on for the last fifteen
minutes, and it's starting to hurt."  I moved my hand under the table and
grabbed his knee.  His eyes widened and then he pushed my hand away.  "I'm
not kidding.  I feel like I'm almost close to cumming.

"Oh wow, that would be kinky."

He laughed.  "Fuck you."

"When we get home," I said and laughed.  "Fuck, now I'm getting one."


Let me know what you think.  ImJeff0882@aol.com

Nick and I are leaving for the weekend.  I'll be really busy when I get
back, but I'll try to answer your emails by the end of next week.  Again, I
gave this a quick read this morning, but I've probably missed a lot of
typos.