Just Friends

The next day went as usual.  We were looking forward to the day when Jamie might move back to his apartment.  Although we did manage a quiet version of sex last night, we were horny for more.  We had toned down our sexual activity for the sake of Jamie who was obviously a horny virgin.  We did not want him to hear us wildly enjoying ourselves when it was difficult for a 16-year-old boy to do the same. 

That evening, we set about to refresh our shaved areas.  Stubble had developed.  The stubble was both annoying when it itched but also exciting at times.  We liked fingering each other’s stubble at night in bed.  But I think it was making us hornier.  We helped each other shave our pubic regions.  When we got to bed our penises and scrotums and perinea and anuses were very smooth to the touch.  We were hoping to take advantage of a day coming when Dave and I would be having our day off while Jamie was on shift that day.  We had one more day of work, then our day to ourselves.

Driving back and forth to work, we had an in-depth discussion.  We knew we had really enjoyed our last wild night which was now over a week in the past.  But the details were alive in our minds.

Dave asked, “What part did you like best? Let’s start there.”

“Well,” I responded. “I learned to like having sex when we were relatively clean shaven down there.  There were two particularly great feelings.  One was when I slid into your anus.  We were both wet and I still had to push hard.  But once in, the thrusting and pulling out was a real turn on.  It was so smooth. The other thing came right after that.  I had cum in you so much that you leaked back onto my still hard penis and my testicles as I withdrew.  When you, gently licked my smooth scrotum clean was fantastic.  You followed that by cleaning my still hard and taut penis too.  All that was part of what made it awesome for me.”

“OK,” said Dave. “I can do that again.  I enjoyed doing it too.”

“I could tell,” I said.  “You were hard through that whole time. By the way, how come you wanted me to fuck your ass?  I thought that we were settling into a pattern where you were fucking my ass?”

“We were,” Dave said. “I thought it only fair that you take a turn at doing the fucking.”

“That’s nice,” I said. “But I like being fucked by you and I am happy to have you do it.”

“And I am happy to do it,” Dave responded. “But I think there is an issue here.  I want us to be equals in this marriage.  Me always fucking you, puts you in a submissive position.  It’s sort of a power thing.  Tops talk about doing things to bottoms rather than doing things with bottoms.  Even riding me, which gives you a better sense of control, is still a bottoming position.”

“Interesting,” I said.  “Can you explain that more?”

Dave tried to explain, “It’s probably some sort of psychology of dominant and submissive.  It might be good for you to feel more in control.  For example, if some guy approaches you in the shower with a hard on, you might feel more like you can say no and make it definite.  It might be less upsetting.  It could happen again.  Afterall, you are a really sexy guy, especially your ass.  You are the ‘apple of my eye.’ You know that, right?”

“Ya, I know,” I said.  He smiled and I smiled.  “And yes, I kind of freaked out on Jamie, when the poor horny kid approached me with a hard on.  That is true.” I paused to take it all in.  Then I wanted to ask Dave, “What part did you like best?”

“Getting wild at the climax was absolutely awesome,” Dave said. “I especially liked when I was holding your ankles and going wild in your ass, and we had eye contact threw that whole time.  We didn’t say a word.  But I felt like we were communicating.”

“Yes,” I said.  “The signs on your face were so expressive.  That little smile when you first entered me.  It was a bit like a little kid who was up to naughty mischief. I love you naughty, you know. Then the real joy on your face as you thrust and pulled back slowly.  I was enjoying it too.  It felt romantic. Then you looked more and more determined as you were moving faster.  I was convinced that you were going to cause us both to cum and not stop until you did.  Then I saw the ecstasy on your face and at the same time felt your cum flowing into me.  The whole thing was such a turn-on.  I think it made me cum on my chest again.  When we eventually relaxed, I could see your sense of satisfaction and achievement.  Definitely, yes, we were communicating without words.  I loved all that too.  I want that part to happen again.”

“Me too,” said Dave. “Right. We liked all that.  What could we do better?”

“To be honest,” I said.  “It was so good; I would be happy to do it like that for a while.  Maybe we will find other improvements later.  We have been fucking each other almost everyday for the best part of a year.  Maybe we are getting very close to our best.”

We were really looking forward to our day off.  Our discussion had really heightened our anticipation.  Thankfully Jamie was not in the locker room today.  It was his day off. We had a quick cold shower so that our red briefs did not bulge so much.

At lunch we found out how it had come about that we had the locker room to ourselves that morning.  The new lifeguard was a girl.  She was nice, I guess. She was chatty, which rather turned me off.  Most guys would say that she was really good looking.  Her appearance was not doing a thing for Dave or me.  In our tiny red briefs, I think she could tell that we were not getting turned on by her.  She became more relaxed and wanted to chat about all sorts of stuff. 

When we arrived home after our shift, Jamie had been working on his tan on the dock down at the lake.  Through the trees, I thought I saw him pull up his shorts as we drove in.  He had probably been naked.  And what would it matter.  We see him naked in the locker room and the shower most days.  (Unless he was jerking-off in the sunshine.  Then he might be embarrassed.)

I needed to get it straight in my mind.  Part of me still had an urge to fuck Jamie.  If I let my thoughts run wild, his red pubic hair was still desirable to me.  But I knew I wanted to be faithful to Dave and the vows we had made together. And that second desire was much stronger than the first.  But technically, if I were to fuck Jamie, it could be assault of an underage boy.  And if I exposed myself to him that could be indecent exposure.  But in the locker room it was OK.  I guess.  So, are there different rules in locker rooms? But we still couldn’t have sex in front of him, even in the locker room.  If we had sex in front of him, that would not be in a locker room so I am guessing that would be indecent exposure again.  I felt the dividing lines in this were a little confusing. As much as I would like to explore Jamie’s sexuality and maybe help him to healthier activities, I decided that I should terminate this line of thought and did.

That next morning, we got up and dressed and made breakfast for Jamie and for ourselves.  We saw him off from the porch with a wave.  He drove up the lane.  We were getting giddy about having the day to ourselves.  We had a pretty good idea what we wanted to do.  Then Dave asked, “Where would you like to do it?”

“I just assumed the bedroom,” I said. “Where would you like to do it?”

“It’s a nice warm day,” he said.  “How about outside?  You know, like you and I taking turns going wild in the wild.”  We giggled and laughed and took off our clothes.

 We collected up the big towels that we had purchased in Hawaii.  I thought they would make it nicer for whomever was on their back at any given time.  As we stood there naked, I suggested that we could put the towels around ourselves.  He put his around his neck.  Seeing that, I did the same.  This left it totally evident that we were getting excited about what we were about to do.  We started out for a walk on the beach. 

Dave said, “I am glad we brought the towels.”  He took his off and swirled it around until it was wound up tight.  He used it like a whip and smacked my butt.  I started to run.  I tried to bob and weave but he was hot on my tail and got in a couple of more good snaps on my ass.  We laughed and sat in the sand. 

“I thought you liked my ass,” I said.

“I do,” he said.  “And I like other parts too, like this.”  He got in the first kiss.  It was long and passionate, and I welcomed his tongue into my mouth and then returned with my tongue when I got the chance.  Then he kissed my neck.  I caressed the back of his neck.  I was enjoying his back with my hands from his neck all the way to and including his butt.  We stopped briefly to spread out the towels. He suggested that this was a good spot. 

I put him on his back and kissed his chest.  I teased a nipple into erectness and worked from there to just below his navel where his glory line had been.  I kissed my way down to where his pubic hair had been shaved just two days ago.  It was still smooth and fun to lick. 

While I continued kissing and licking his penis, he pulled my hips towards his face and sucked on my testicles.  I was getting hard, and he was too.  I sucked his manhood into my mouth licking around its head.   He was getting my body aroused.  I wanted the same for him.  I took his now harder penis deep into my mouth and further into my throat.  I worked my head around a little before pulling off and gasping for breath.  I took him deep again.  He paused from licking my balls and anus to let out a happy O.  He was almost as hard as he could get.  I pulled off.  I switched around so that I could kiss his lips.   His penis was hard against his abs.  I laid mine right beside his and lay my chest on his.  We kissed and rubbed our penises in the sandwich between our bodies.  We had not mentioned this, but we both clearly liked it.  And we liked the slow build up to what we were anticipating would be happening soon, but not too soon. 

I whispered to Dave, “Now?”

He responded, “Now,” and smiled.

I sat up a bit, pushing my knees between his legs.  I grasped his ankles, lifted, spread, and pushed forward.  His anus rose up and opened to meet me.  I was thinking to try to keep eye contact with him.  If I was reading his look of anticipation, he was saying to me, please lick me.  I started.  First a quick flutter of my tongue.  I applied a few good solid licks, then paused for a moment to suck his testicles.  His face was getting happier now.  I did a long slow lick up his penis from his balls to his slit.  Ya, he was happy.  I returned to his anus and licked and licked.  I went around.  I knew what that felt like.  I went around the other way.  I poked my tongue in and moved my mouth up and down and side to side.  I felt his muscle soften and knew he was ready.  To make him wait longer would only be teasing. 

I was hard.  I re wetted my penis with my own saliva and started pressing my head into his relaxed hole.  He was clearly welcoming me.  I gently pushed in more feeling my smooth shaved shaft sliding on his smooth shaved anus.  I loved this part and was intent on making it last as long as possible.  He was enjoying our romantic time, but my body was wanting for wild.  I chose to increase the rate of the thrusts.  It was my last conscious decision for a while.  My body started thrusting like the wild man that I had met before.  My mind was just along for the ride.  I was going faster and thrusting harder.  I lost contact with Dave’s eyes.  His oos and ahs assured me that he was having the joy of it.  I let the wild man entirely out.  I had not known that I could thrust that quickly.   I was soon filling his body with streams of joy that had first passed up the inside of my penis.  I was enjoying the extra lubrication inside him when I finally gained control again. 

Like last time, my penis and scrotum were covered with my own cum.  Daved rolled me onto my back and kissed me passionately. saying. “Thank you. Thank you.” I was exhausted and just relaxed as he licked my scrotum clean and cleaned my penis too. “My turn?” he teased.

 I was ready to become submissive as he grasped my ankles and spread me open.  I was wanting him to lick me.  He did and he knew exactly where.  I wriggled a little as the excitement was mounting in my body again.   He made the licking last as long as he could.  I loved it.  I loved him.  He entered me in that smooth motion.  That felt so good with us both recently shaven.  He was doing the romantic slow gentle thrusts and pulls.  Hmmmm.  His eyes were asking.  I nodded back and he started to thrust faster.  I was starting to see that determined look.  He was thrusting faster and deeper.  His wild man let loose.  I loved his wild man just like I loved him.  When he started to cum in me, I saw his eyes roll back, but his body kept right on thrusting and shooting his cum into me. 

He eventually collapsed on my chest, his penis still in me.  Then I noticed a figure near us.  It was Jamie.  “How long have you been there?” I asked.

He seemed shy and said, “Ahh. Long enough.” 

Dave and I were a little embarrassed being bare assed with Jamie watching.  I usually enjoyed when Dave gets just a little less hard and pulls out of me.  But today it was happening in full view of Jamie.  We wanted to be happy with what we had just been doing but we didn’t want to flaunt our success in front of him either.  I was a little afraid that Jamie would want to join our fun.  Before he thought to take off his shorts, Dave said, “Keep your shorts on, there kiddo.” 

We each grabbed a towel.  They had been laid one on top of the other.  We wrapped our waists and covered our still hard manhood and our dripping asses. 

“Sorry about that,” I said to Jamie.  I didn’t really know if I meant it.  Maybe there is a little exhibitionist in me. 

Jamie said, “It’s OK. Guys I see you naked most days in the locker room.”

“Ya, but we don’t,” I paused and said, “do sex education sessions there.”  There was a little laugh that broke some of the tension.  “How is it that you are home so early and how did you find us?” I enquired.

Jamie explained, “The boss gave me the rest of the day off.  He said the new girl was getting onto work faster than he had planned.  I think that the boss and the police detective are friends.  I doubt if the detective has given the boss any details.  But I think he may have guessed what that detective had been doing.  Or maybe the detective shared with his friend that I should be treated with care. I don’t know but he wanted to give me some time off.”

“When I got home, I saw the truck and figured that you were walking on the beach, so I followed your footprints in the sand.  I am sorry. I wasn’t trying to sneak up on you.  My feet just made no sound in the sand.

Dave explained, “We didn’t expect you back until much later.  And we didn’t intend for you to see that.”

Jamie said, “Hey, I saw enough to make me believe that you really have something special together.  I am surprised that I took my eyes away from your penetrating Alex. But the way that you communicate with your eyes, that is amazing.  You are really in love with each other and in tune with each other.  You seem to be checking, at every point, how the other is reacting.”  We were walking back towards the house.

“You really have something special,” Jamie continued.

“Ya, we are in the process of learning that eye communication thing,” I said. “I think we started doing it about other things first.  It sort of comes natural to us.”

“I suppose you want to have a shower,” Jamie said with a little shyness. “Then can you tell me how to find the right guy for me.  I really want to know how to do that.  You guys have something really special.” We agreed to try to explain.  I think we had intended to skinny dip after sex on the beach, but we thought it best to change our plans.

When we got back to the house, again we were a little embarrassed that pieces of our clothing were strewn around the living room and toward the door.  We picked up our stuff and headed for the bedroom and our on-suite shower.  We showered together.  We examined each other as we toweled off. 

“I notice that your anus is quite red,” Dave said.  “it’s not bleeding though.”

“Yours is about the same,” I said.  “Does that make us more equal, like you said?”  We laughed.

Dave suggested, “Maybe we should pick up some ointment for diaper rash.  That would probably help with the redness between our sessions.”

“Ya, but how are we going to do that in this small community where everyone probably thinks we are two single guys?” I asked.  “What would we need that for?”

We giggled more.  Dave said, “We could make do with some of those neat lubes that we bought during the school year.”

We got dressed and made our way downstairs to have lunch with Jamie.  He had sliced some bread and set out some cold meat and cheese from the fridge.  We each made our own sandwiches and went out onto the porch to eat and chat.

Dave started, “We have agreed to you staying here.  We are concerned for your wellbeing. But, as we explained before, we can’t have sex with you.  We know that you’re horny and that is difficult.  But you are only 16 and there is only so much we can do for you.  At your age, most guys are still at home with their families.  But you are already out on your own and working,”

Jamie spoke up, “Ya. I should really explain some of that.  You guys have been so good to me you deserve some explanations.  My dad is some sort of engineer.  He was several years in the Mideast helping to set up oil refineries.  Then my mom wanted to stay here.  She said she did not like the way women were treated there. So, I lived with mom for several years.”

“Then more recently, dad got a move to southeast Asia, more specifically China.  Again, he is setting up oil refineries.  The difference is that now he gets a home in a gated community for his family.  Mom was quick to say she wanted to go with him.  I think maybe the company even provides servants.  Anyway, mom went, and I wanted to stay here.  I was privately discovering that I am gay.  I had heard that gays can get beat up and even murdered in China.  I don’t know if that’s true. I simply said I want to stay here and go to school here.”

“They had to name a guardian for me.  That would be my aunt.  She lives in town. But I wanted a place to myself.  Dad and mom send home lots of money for me. So, I got myself an apartment.  I am 2 years ahead in school.  I graduated this year and want to go to university.  And since I have been mostly with people two years older than me, I made a good argument for being mature enough to have my own apartment.”

“Hey thanks for filling us in,” I said.  “That helps us understand how you got to this present situation.”

Jamie said, “I guess it is not your usual situation, but I am glad to have the chance to fill you in.  And I have a question for later.  That can wait.  I really want you to tell me how I can go about finding a serious and long-term partner like the relationship that you guys have.”

Jamie continued, “Your relationship seems incredible to me.  You are happy together.  Your communication is incredible.  And, as you said, the sex is better than anything I have seen on porn videos.” I figured Dave was saying to himself, ‘I thought his understanding of what gay means has come from porn videos.’  “How did you guys find each other?” Jamie asked.

“We met at university,” I said.  “We were in a line up to register for dorm rooms, and we started chatting and really hit it off.  We discovered that we both wanted to become medical doctors.  Dave invited me to this country Lake House for the weekend.  Dave had summers here when he was growing up, and I immediately loved the place.  We had lots to discuss that we both enjoyed chatting about.”

Dave said, “we have a lot of similar interests.  Then our classes are pretty much the same for subjects to prepare for med school and now that we are both in med school.  Some of our relationship revolves around our studies and the work we hope to be doing some day.”  Our relationship had also included steadily increasing intimacy which included helping each other to masturbate.  But we did not mention that intimate portion of our relationship at this time.

Jamie began to show us that he was smart and observant, like the details which had told him that we are gay. He said, “So you have common interests, common study subjects, and you both love this place.”

“That pretty much sums it up,” I said.  “I think if you were to follow your interests and work at that, you might come across a like-minded person. There are no guarantees in this sort of thing.  It’s unlikely that you are going to find a person with like interests by looking for hook-ups in bars.”

Jamie looked thoughtful, and eventually said, “That is probably a really good point.”

Our chat had taken most of the afternoon.  We had supper, watched a movie together and went off to bed.

Dave and I did our usual.  We got naked, kissed, and hugged and stimulated each other until we released the cum from our bodies.  We were trying to be careful not to yell or squeal or wrestle each other off the bed and onto the floor with a thump.  The only sound we had made was the rhythmic sound of the friction of the bed and the bedding.  When we finished, we could hear a very quiet but similar rhythmic sound from the room two doors down the hall.  We were happy and contented.  Eventually the sound from down the hall stopped and we assumed that Jamie was relieved, happy, and contented too.