The Evolution of Friendship: A Love Story

Thank you so much for all of the feedback. This chapter takes a mildly dark turn, but all ends well. The relationship between Axel and Jason is strong, but faces a small challenge. The relationship between Owen and Jason continues to evolve. Please keep sending me your thoughts, ideas and feedback.

Despite all that had happened, the following week was pretty basic. Axel and I went about our usual business - except for one thing - we were cuddling, making out and I was blowing him and eating his ass every day. Otherwise, it was no different than things had been just before Axel and I swore our love to one another.

It seemed like we were taking some things slowly. While we’d basically committed ourselves to one another, we still hadn’t fully consummated our relationship. As much as I want Axel to fuck me senseless, I don’t want to push it and have it be just a random thing. It has to be special. That monster cock going into me for the first time is going to be the most amazing moment of my life. I want to remember it. It was becoming more obvious to both of us that we needed to fuck and fuck soon, but I really didn’t know what Axel’s intentions were. I feared he might still have some hesitations. Everything we’d done so far, aside from kissing, involved me submitting to his cock or eating his ass. He still wasn’t taking an active role in our sex life. I would be fine if he never did. I loved serving him. I loved giving him pleasure. 

As usual, when I heard Axel’s alarm, I’d get under the sheets and start giving Axel a nice, slow, sensual blow job. A couple of days ago, Axel surprised me. His alarm hadn’t gone off. I was sound asleep. Suddenly, I felt Axel’s warm breath between my legs. I couldn’t believe it. I almost reached under the covers to stop him. I don’t know why I would, but it just didn’t seem right for him to be pleasuring me. I resisted the urge to stop him.

It was like nothing I’d ever experienced. As far as I knew, Axel had never sucked anyone’s cock. This had to be his first time. He started slowly, gently kissing my thighs. He was being so gentle, just placing light kisses and soft breaths. I was already about to explode. I wished I could see him, but I didn’t want to startle him by pulling the covers away. Maybe he didn’t want me to see this. What if he was actually nervous? He then started taking each of my balls into his mouth, one at a time, and softly playing with them with his tongue. Damn. He went right for my little balls. It felt so good. I moaned softly.

“God damn Axel. Fuuuuuuuck,” I whispered, barely audibly.

I was fully hard. All of my four and a half inches were at full attention. Axel rubbed his hands over my cock, catching some of the precum I was oozing and stroked me delicately. This was so out of place for this big lug of a guy with huge hands, yet there he was, soft and gentle as possible. It was like he didn’t want to hurt me or something. He took my tiny cock into his mouth with care, swallowing it all easily. He held it in his mouth for a moment. I think he was trying to get his bearings. Perhaps he’d realized that he now had a guy’s cock in his mouth for the first time. 

He finally lifted his head up and off my cock. He kissed up from the base of my cock up to the tip, teasing me, driving me crazy. I had to think about random shit to do everything I could not to cum yet. I was ready to burst, but I didn’t want this to end. He lowered his mouth down on my entire cock, right into the back of his throat. I was now moaning loudly. I wanted him to know how amazing this was for me. It was weird, but I swear I was able to feel him smiling around my cock every time he bobbed up and down.

He continued this masterful blow job, using his tongue to play with my cock in his mouth. Being so small, it was easy for him to move it around in his mouth. He gently teased me a little more. I couldn’t wait anymore. I had to see this. I grabbed the covers and ripped them off. It was so amazing to see the boy of my dreams with his lips locked around my dick. He looked up at me and I about fainted right there when I saw his eyes. He was really into this.

Axel had to have known that I couldn’t take it anymore. He started pushing his mouth up and down around my cock, as fast as he could, swishing his tongue as he pumped it in and out. He wrapped one hand around my thigh and grabbed at me, digging his nails in slightly. He caressed my balls with the other. I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed his head and bucked my cock into his mouth. My body convulsed as I blasted my cum right into his throat. 

“Wow. Just fucking wow.”

“Was that ok preppy boy?” Axel had a smirk on his face, with a little bit of cum dripping down one side of his mouth.

“Are you fucking kidding me? That was unfuckingbelievable! Was that your first time?”

“Um, yeah. I guess I learned a few things from getting so many blow jobs. I knew what I liked?”

“Shit, Axel. That was top notch, expert level stuff. Damn. It was completely unexpected and fucking awesome.”

“Good. I like making you happy. You do so much for me and make me so happy, I feel like I owe you something once in a while.”

“You owe me nothing, Axel. Being with you is all I need.”

“Well, I need to get going, but I have one more surprise for you.”

“I don’t know if I can handle anything else.”

Axel jumped out of bed and went over to his pants that were on the floor. He pulled out a folded up piece of paper. He opened it up and handed it to me. It was a flyer for the New York City Fire Department.

NOW IS THE TIME TO JOIN THE NYFD! BRING US YOUR COURAGE AND LEADERSHIP AND START THE CAREER OF A LIFETIME.

“Wow, Axel. Are you considering this?”

“Totally. You know I fucking hate my job. This is so much more exciting to me. You know I’ve always wanted to do something like this.”

“I guess you’ve mentioned it, but I didn’t think it was a big deal.”

Axel pointed to the firetruck on top of his book case and a poster of a fireman standing in front of a huge fire with the word ‘courage’ at the bottom.

“Maybe you missed these?”

“I guess I did. I mean, the poster of Bon Jovi almost covers the fireman.”

“Oh fuck off. So, you’re disappointed in me? Excited for me? What? I need to know how you feel about this.”

“No! No I’m not disappointed at all! If this is what you want to do, I want you to do it. You have to be happy wherever you work. I am just worried. Your father isn’t going to like this and what if he does something drastic?”

“Like cut me off? Don’t worry. I thought of that. Dan has my back. It will be ok.”

“What if something happens to you? I can’t even think about losing you.”

Axel came and sat on the bed and wrapped me in his arms. He squeezed me tight and held me for a few minutes. I actually cried as he pulled me close. He released me from his big hug and wiped some tears off my face. We were basically nose to nose.

“Jason. I’m never leaving you. Ever. You’re never going to lose me. You’re my boy. We’re just getting started on an amazing journey together. I fucking love you like crazy and I’m going to be here to protect and care for you forever,” Axel paused for a moment, “and we’re going to have the best sex two dudes have ever had, forever and ever.”

I laughed at Axel’s shift from sweet and loving to horny dude. It was very typical of him lately. I was speechless. His words made me melt inside. I just hugged him and pushed him off.

“Ok, you need to get ready for work. You’re going to be late today.”

“Yeah, fuck them.”

***

Friday night had evolved into my night at the gay bar and Axel’s night with Scott. This would be their first night out together since Axel came out to him. It would also be the first time I would see Owen since our little escapade last week.

“Do you have to go out with Scott? Maybe you could come to the bar with me. My friends want to meet you.”

“I will, I promise. Scott isn’t really dealing with my situation well. I think there’s some other stuff going on with him. I need to straighten shit out with him. Can we go together tomorrow?”

“Really? You would go to Melissa’s with me?”

“Yes. Let’s have a date. Dinner someplace nice and then Melissa’s after. I want to meet the rest of your friends. Are they all as cute as Owen?”

“Yes! It’s a date! Wait a minute, you think Owen is cute?”

“Yeah, is there something wrong with that?”

“No, not at all.”

My mind went right to an Axel and Owen three way. They’d probably split me in half, but the idea of both of them fucking me, maybe even double penetrating me, was hot as hell. My little cock was growing in my pants.

“Let’s make tomorrow special. Like, really special. I think we’re ready.”

Axel winked and smiled as he said that. All I could think was that he was hinting that it was time for us to finally fuck. I wanted that so desperately. I hoped that's what he meant.

“I’m excited for that.”

Axel and I wrapped up our dinner and got ready to go out. Axel grabbed his overnight bag and started to fill it up. I was a little surprised, thinking that he wouldn’t do that anymore.

“Are you spending the night at Scott’s?”

“Um, yeah, is that ok? He’s lined up some chicks...I’m sorry, I thought…”

“No. No. It’s ok. Yeah, uh, have fun.”

“Prepster. I won’t do anything if you…”

“Axel, have fun. I’m fine. I’ll have my own fun.”

Axel could tell I was upset. He gave me a hug and tried to make me feel better. I think he felt a little guilty. I just gently pushed him away and went back to getting ready for my night out. I was upset. I was now going to get completely shitfaced while I thought about my boyfriend doing whatever with some chicks and Scott. I tried hard to hide my anger, I’m not sure if I was successful. Why didn’t he just tell me this earlier? WHat happened to all of that lovey shit from earlier? The forever and ever stuff? Why didn’t he talk about it with me? I wasn’t so upset that he was going to fuck some girls, I know he still likes that. I was more upset that he sort of took me for granted. He didn’t really consider my feelings. Oh well. It’s too late to worry about it now.

“Alright, I’m outta here. Please be careful buddy. I love you.”

“I will. I love you too, Axel.”

***

By the time I arrived at the bar, I had already downed four shots of scotch and hit two lines of coke. I did another bump in the car. I was pretty buzzed when I walked in. It was obvious to everyone that I was in a mood.

“Someone is fucked up!” Jonathan announced as I stumbled over to the crew.

“Hey Jason! You got the party started early I see?” A more considerate Zayden said as he hugged me. He gestured under his nose since it appeared I still had some coke there.

“Did your fucking douchebag room mate tell you he loved you again? Why isn’t he here?” Jonathan was his usual self.

“He’s out with his friend banging some chicks.”

“Oh, baby,” Zayden pulled me close to him, “I’m sorry. Things haven’t been going well?”

“They are just fucking fine! He’s just out tonight. He still loves me!” I was annoyed at Zayden and Jonathan. “Where the fuck is Owen?”

“Ok, girl, you calm the fuck down. Owen isn’t here. I think he had some family thing or something. He might get here later. You need to be nice to me, ok?”

“I’m sorry, Z. Maybe I can make it up to you?”

I leaned into Zayden and went to touch his crotch. He pushed me back and waved his finger at me.

“Oh no honey, I’m not taking advantage of you in this condition.”

“That’s ok, I will,” Jonathan snapped as he grabbed my arm and led me to the bathroom.

“Jonathan! Stop that right now!” Zayden yelled at him.

“Fuck off Zayden, I’m getting my dick sucked.”

Jonathan pulled me into the bathroom. It was the one he’d pulled me into on many occasions. He was looking particularly sexy that night. He was always hot to me, but maybe it was my mood, maybe it was being wasted, I found him even more desirable than usual.

“First off, bitch boy, share some of that candy with me.” I handed him the vial of coke. “Damn, a full jar! You aren’t playing tonight. I guess your boyfriend isn’t what you thought he was.”

“Let’s not talk about him. In fact, let’s not talk at all.”

I got down on my knees and started to unbutton his tight chinos. As I pulled them down, his skimpy underwear went down with them and his nine plus inches of manmeat smacked me in the face. I wasted no time and took it all in my mouth. I slurped and slobbered all over his cock, aggressively sucking him off. He was busy hitting bumps of coke and moaning.

“Damn girl! You are thirsty tonight!”

I kept working his cock over. My hand was at the base and my mouth bobbing his cock in and out. I made a few deep swallows and let his cock hit the back of my throat. Each time made him buck a little. I knew I could get him to cum pretty quickly. A few more deep thrusts against my throat and he was exploding. His cum firing down my throat. I eased back and licked my lips.

“I love sucking your cock.”

“I love you sucking it. I’ll be looking for this again later.”

“I’ll be here.”

“Hey, I gotta piss. You want that too?”

I didn’t hesitate. I just eased my mouth over his cock again and held it there. I had actually never drank piss before, let alone right from someone’s cock. Jonathan had been pushing me to try it, but I wouldn’t let him. Now, I was in a drunken, drug fueled horny frenzy and I was just going for it.

“MMMM, good boy. I knew you would do this sometime.”

Jonathan put his hands on the back of my head and held it in place. Soon, I could feel a trickle of warm liquid entering my mouth. I was enjoying how it felt so much that I forgot to swallow and it began to drip down my face and neck. He stopped and pulled his cock out.

“Dude, you need to swallow it. Otherwise you’re going to leave this room looking and smelling like a urinal. Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes. Yes, I want this. Just go easy. I’ve never done this before.”

“Yeah, I can tell. Remember, swallow, bitch.”

Jonathan took my head in his hands again and pushed his cock into my waiting mouth. He started to pee again. This time, I gulped as it flowed. Initially, I was still getting piss down my face, but I quickly got the hang of it. I was gulping down a nice steady stream of Jonathan’s hot piss. It tasted a little rank, as if he hadn’t pissed in a while. I could feel my cock harden in my pants. I slid my hand down them and stroked it. Jonathan finished his piss and pulled back, shaking a few drops off to the side. I pulled my hand out of my pants and stood up.

“Thanks. Let me know when you have to go again.”

“Fuck yeah I will. Little urinal bitch.”

Jonathan smacked me in the face and handed my vial back to me before he walked out. I took a moment to clean myself up before I headed back out. 

“It’s not even 11:00 and you’ve already taken a cum load. That’s a record for you!” Zayden sneered.

“Hehe. He didn’t just swallow my cum.”

“Girl! You better back it up a bit. You’re gonna be in trouble tonight!”

“Yep. I’m gonna back it up alright!” I said shaking my ass at Zayden, as I ordered a double scotch on the rocks.

As the night wore on, I got progressively drunker and higher and more out of control. Melissa cut me off from any more drinks, which really didn’t matter. By that point of the night, I was spending most of my time on my knees in the bathroom, or outside in the parking lot or behind the bar. I gave Jonathan two more blow jobs. He wasn’t able to cum anymore between his own drunkenness and the drugs, plus I had sucked him dry. He had me drink his piss again too. There were three other guys I sucked off. One I remember was pretty cute. I’m not really sure about the other two. Zayden and Melissa had given up trying to control me. They just watched me degrade myself and tried to make sure I didn’t get into a fight or some other nonsense that would have ruined everyone’s night. I wasn’t in a fighting mood, I was in a sluttly mood and I wanted to go further.

“So, are you gonna fuck me tonight?” I asked Jonathan, completely slurring my words.

“Damn straight I am. You’re coming home with me and a couple of friends.”

“Fuck yeah! Gang bang time!” I yelled as I nearly fell over.

Zayden tried to convince Jonathan not to take advantage of me like that, but Jonathan didn’t care. This made Zayden angry. Jonathan was as fucked up as I was and he had lined up a couple of hottie friends of his to have a little party at his place. Zayden made one more attempt to convince me not to go.

“Honey, please. Let me take you home and put you to bed. Don’t do this to yourself. Don’t let Jonathan use you like this. Please, honey. Think of Axel.”

“FFFFFFFFUUUUCKKKK AXELLLLLLL! Unlessssss you’re gonna ffffffuck me, I ain’t going anywhere with you. Jona-na-na-thhhhhhan got me.” I could barely speak at this point.

“Is that really how you feel? Are you really that upset with Axel?”

“FUCK HIM! He’ssss p-p-pounding pussssssy with his ho-ho-homo...phhhhhobia frrriend.”

Zayden threw his hands in the air and just watched as I completely embarrassed myself with Jonathan and these two other boys. Finally, one of the boys said it was time to go and we left the bar. They drove us to Jonathan’s swanky apartment where we proceeded to do more coke and drink more. This is when things really got out of hand.

Jonathan didn’t know the two guys he brought home. They weren’t anyone we knew at Melissa’s. They were both visiting from the city. Apparently, they wanted to check out some of the bars on Long Island. They were both young and fairly hot, which is why Jonathan instantly gravitated towards them. 

One boy was definitely the more dominant of the two. His name was Jacob. He was short, probably no more than 5’8”, but he clearly worked out. He had a thick, muscular body, with a cute, boyish face. He seemed to be even more of an asshole than Jonathan. Since Jonathan was so drunk, he wasn’t able to keep up. Jacob was completely sober.

The other boy was a little taller than Jacob. His name was Erik. He was much skinnier and kind of cute. He had a nice body though. He definitely took care of himself. Erik was the quieter of the two and basically did whatever Jacob told him. Erik was a little bit drunk as well.

I made it clear to everyone that I would do anything any one of them wanted. It wasn’t long before I was naked and on the floor with my ass in the air. I was begging them to fuck me. And fuck me they did.

Jacob took the first turn at me. Being a gym rat, Jacob suffered from gym dick. His cock was close to mine in size and he had to work at keeping himself hard. For such a cocky, demanding dude, he wasn’t much when it came to topping. He did, however, focus a lot of energy on pushing his fingers in my ass. He stretched and pulled at my hole with two fingers from each hand. It was different, but it felt good. I was so wasted that he had no trouble opening me up. He acted as if he were the alpha male, but in reality, it was Erik and Jonathan that were able to really deliver as tops.

Next up was Erik. His cock was probably around seven inches or so. It was thick at the base, which felt really good as he pushed himself in me. He showed me no mercy and just rammed his cock into me and fucked me hard and fast. He smacked my ass repeatedly. Jacob kept egging him on to go harder and faster and Erik responded. I had no idea how he was able to keep up that pace, but he did. Just as he was getting ready to cum, he pulled out.

Jonathan wasted no time in jumping in. He had been dying to fuck me all night. At first he struggled a bit. He couldn’t get hard right away. With a little help from Erik, Jonathan managed to get his cock working. Jonathan thrust his nine inches into me and took his time fucking me. He liked to tease me by pulling his cock out and slowly pushing it back in. Jacob tired of this approach and smacked Jonathan in the back of his head and demanded that he go faster. Jonathan told him to fuck off. Jacob smacked him again. Jonathan got up and was ready to take a shot at him. Erik called him off and told him hot he thought he was and how sexy he was watching him fuck me. Jonathan liked having ego stroked and he got back to me.  

He started pounding me faster. He was so coked up that he could keep up a rapid pace. He reached up and grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as he fucked me even harder. Erik took advantage of the moment to shove his cock down my throat. Jacob just sat back and watched the show.

I was being pretty heavily worked over by these two power tops. Erik had grabbed onto my hair so he could hold my head in place to more aggressively fuck my face. Jonathan was pulling on my mouth at both sides, opening my mouth nice and wide for Erik’s cock. Erik occasionally slapped me in the face and spit on me. These boys were using me hard. It was a good thing I was drunk, because I don’t think I would have let this happen if I wasn’t. Finally, Erik pulled his cock out of my mouth and blasted cum all over my face. When he was finished, he stood up and took a seat on the couch. Jacob came and stood in his place and jerked his little member until he dribbled a small bit of cum on my face.

Jonathan kept pounding. He desperately wanted to cum, but probably wasn’t able to thanks to the drugs and alcohol. He just kept going and going until Jacob finally pulled him back. Erik had bent over the back of the couch and called over to Jonathan. He must have wanted a real cock in his ass since his friend wasn’t very big. Jonathan didn’t need to be told twice, He jumped up, spit a few times on Erik’s ass and went to work, continuing the hard and fast pace he was fucking me with.

I was lying on my back with my legs spread, and nearly passed out. Jacob got behind me and started working his fingers in my ass again. This time, I was really loosened up from Erik and Jonathan’s fucking. Jacob took the lube and poured a bunch of it on his hand. He wiped more on my ass. Jacob started poking his two fingers in and out of my ass, swirling them around inside and teasing my hole. He soon added another finger to the mix. Now he was working his three fingers in and out. He added his fourth and kept up his hole work. Being so drunk, and almost unconscious, I barely felt what he was doing. 

Jacob tucked his thumb under his fingers and gently pushed against my hole. He eased back and did it again. Each time he pushed, he pushed a little harder. Over on the couch, Jonathan had Erik on his back with one hand around his neck. He was smacking him with the other. He was pounding away at Erik’s hole. Erik was trying to pull Jonathan’s one hand away, but was getting nowhere. Jonathan was going to take what he wanted whether Erik liked it or not. Jacob didn’t seem to care that his friend was not really enjoying his experience. Jacob was focused on getting his fist into my ass.

With one good push, Jacob shoved his hand past my sphincter. It was intense enough that I definitely felt it. I reared my head up and tried to pull forward. Jacob grabbed onto me and told me not to move if I didn’t want to hurt myself. He pulled his hand out and then pushed it back in. I yelped in pain. This was the biggest thing I’d ever had in my ass. I had never been fisted before. Jacob kept pushing in and out until I finally relaxed a little. Now, Jacob felt free to push a little deeper. He had me pretty relaxed at this moment and I was enjoying the feeling of his fist moving around inside of me. I began to think of Axel’s giant hands inside me. That thought sent me over the edge. Without even touching myself, I shot a load of cum into the air, almost hitting Jacob in the face. He continued to work my ass some more and then pulled out. I rolled over on the floor and finally passed out.

Now that he was done fisting me, Jacob looked over and realized Erik was basically being assaulted by Jonathan. Jonathan was being violent and aggressive and was definitely hurting Erik. For the whole time, Erik had been trying to push Jonathan off him, but wasn’t having any success. Jacob went over and pulled Jonathan by his hair and jerked him back. He pushed him down to the ground. Jonathan was a bit dumbfounded. Jacob leaned over him and spit in his face.

“We’re gonna get the fuck out of here before one of us decides to do something we’ll regret. Don’t you ever do that to my friend again. Or any other guy for that matter, you fucking douche!”

Jacob stood up and gave Jonathan a kick. They grabbed their clothes and left. Erik was yelling at Jacob for them to call the cops or just beat the shit out of Jonathan. Being the only sober one, Jacob knew it was just best to leave. 

Jonathan got up and went to his bedroom, leaving me on the floor. This was the furthest I had ever gone with anyone. I drank piss, got fucked by multiple guys, was abused and got fisted. Things got a little crazy, but could have easily gotten worse. Jonathan definitely went overboard and took me with him. It was a good thing Jacob had a clear head, otherwise Jonathan might not have been so lucky.

I woke up later that morning feeling awful. I was sore all over. My ass, my mouth, my entire body was in pain. I had the worst headache and still felt drunk. I looked around and the living room was a mess. There was lube and cum all over. I was sticky and gross and had a terrible taste in my mouth. I couldn’t understand why my mouth hurt like it did. My ass was red and sore. I had a few marks on my torso. I suddenly felt sick. I ran to the bathroom to throw up. Ugh. I really felt terrible. I really had no idea what happened. 

I went in to wake Jonathan up. He looked pretty bad himself. He just rolled over and groaned at me.

“Get the fuck away from me.” He was barely audible.

“Dude, what the fuck happened last night?”

“I said go the fuck away. Fuck off!”

I shook Jonathan a bit and he grabbed me. “What part of fuck off don’t you understand?”

I wanted to cry. I knew something went on that I probably shouldn’t, or at least wouldn’t have done, last night. Or maybe I was all into it. I have wanted to do new things. Maybe being as drunk as I was wasn’t the time to try new things. I picked up my clothes, washed my face off in the kitchen, grabbed a soda, and left. Someday I’d find out what happened last night.

***

Once outside, I walked a little while until I realized that I was nowhere near home or any other place I wanted to be. Jonathan lived about 30 minutes from Melissa’s and probably an hour or more to my house. My car was at Melissa’s. I wasn't sure if I wanted to call Axel since I was now feeling guilty about what I’d done. I was embarrassed to tell Axel how wasted and slutty I was. I’d come clean soon enough, but I was too hungover for that now. I decided to find a payphone and call Owen. He was probably the only friend I could count on right now.

I walked into a drug store and called Owen. He quickly came to get me.

“Dude, you look like shit. What the fuck happened? Are you OK?”

“Jonathan. Jonathan happened. I didn’t help matters by getting stupid drunk and blowing through a ton of coke.”

“What do you mean ‘Jonathan’ happened? What did he do to you?”

“Well, I was upset with Axel for going out with Scott to bang some chicks, so I was a total slut at the bar last night. I drank until Melissa finally cut me off. Jonathan totally took advantage of the situation, not that I wasn’t a willing participant. I blew Jonathan and three other guys. I drank Jonathan’s piss. Finally, Jonathan took me to his place with these two other guys and I was so fucked up that I have no idea what happened after that.”

“Holy fucking Christ! This could have ended badly for you, you know.”

“Ugh. It feels like it did end badly. Anyway, I know. Please, Owen, I already feel terrible. Please just be my friend right now? I don’t need anything else. I just can’t take it.”

“Yes, I know. We’ll get your car later. I’m taking you to my place. It will be your turn to not judge me.”

“Why would I judge you?”

“Me and my uncle are not rich like you.”

“Owen, please. I’m not like that. I don’t care what your situation is.”

“I guess I’m going to have to get you up to speed at some point. We’ve got almost an hour. Time for stories.”

I had no idea Owen lived so far away from the bar or any of us. As he drove, I realized why he was worried about me judging. Owen didn’t live in the nicest part of Long Island. Up until then, I had no idea even what Owen did for a living or really anything about him personally. He told me how he grew up wealthy like me. Unfortunately, it was all a fraud. His parents were involved in a big embezzlement and money laundering scheme and they were caught when he was 6. The FBI dragged his parents off while he was at school. When he came home, his Uncle Danny was there to take him to live with him.

Sadly, all of the money that his parents had was taken by the government. His uncle was given a stipend for taking care of him. It wasn’t much. His uncle wasn’t exactly successful. He never held a job long, was always more interested in playing rather than working and tried unsuccessfully to be an actor. He was a nice guy and Owen liked him, but he didn’t really provide for Owen. Owen was mainly on his own to take care of himself. 

There was more to Uncle Danny. Owen learned this about his uncle early on. When Owen was a boy, his uncle used to fool around with him. Owen wouldn’t call it molesting since he found that he really liked it. His sexual realtionship with his uncle started when he was a little boy and continued on some level until then. It was at its peak from when Owen was 13 to when he was about 16. Owen enjoyed it and he felt like it was a necessary part of his life. He appreciated his uncle for taking him, even though he didn’t have to. Life might not have been easy, but it was a lot better than being in foster care.

Owen went to school and worked. As smart as he was, he was a brilliant programmer and coder. He was taking night classes to get his degree in Computer Science, so he could get the job he really wanted. He used whatever financial aid he could and managed to get two to three classes done at a time. It was going to be years before he finished. He worked in a defense factory as a mechanic. He hated the job, but it paid him enough to live ok and help his uncle out with the bills. 

As I would soon find out, Owen was also a very kinky boy. His kinks went well beyond anything I knew of at the time. He would take me on journeys that would open my eyes to my own kinks. The same for Axel too. His sweet, sometimes dopey, demeanor hid a much darker personality. The tattoos, the piercings, the kinks, all were a part of that dark side. During our car ride, he just teased me with this part of himself. I would have to learn most of it first hand. 

We finally pulled into the parking lot at Owen’s apartment building. It was a slightly run-down, uninteresting building. It was one of those forgettable buildings from the 60’s or 70’ that you see along the road. It wasn’t very well taken care of, but as Owen remarked, it was cheap. I could see why he was nervous about me coming here. He hid this part of his life very well and considering the lifestyles of Jonathan and me, I could see him feeling a little insecure about it. I really didn’t care. It kinda made me like Owen even more.

He took me up to his apartment where I met his Uncle Danny. Based on the creepy nature of an uncle preying on his nephew, I expected him to look like a dirty, creepy, old man. Instead, Danny was surprisingly handsome. He was tall, maybe 6’2”, in decent shape, had dark hair and a mustache, probably in his 40’s and was very friendly. I didn’t feel as uncomfortable as I thought. Owen gave him a kiss and a hug when we walked in.

“Unc, this is the best friend I’ve always told you about. He doesn’t usually look this ragged, he’s had a rough night. I”m gonna take care of him for a bit.”

“Hey Jason! Welcome to our shithole! I’m Danny and Owen has told me a lot about you. I’m happy to finally meet you.”

“Thanks, Danny. It’s nice to meet you. Thanks for helping me out.”

“No worries dude. We’ve all been there. I certainly know I have more than I should mention. It was usually Owen who took care of me too.”

I smiled at Danny and then turned to follow Owen down the hall to his bedroom. Now I got a real taste of the true Owen. The room was painted black and had few lights. The bed was a mattress on the floor covered in a blanket adorned with a giant sea monster. The artwork around the room resembled his tattoos - more sea monsters and dragons. There was a tall, black cabinet on one wall with a lock on it. The room was pretty neat and organized, which I wasn’t surprised by, knowing Owen. He turned on the stereo and played some synthy, dark wave kind of music. 

“Well, now you can see for yourself. I’m not a cute little nerd, I’m a dark punk who loves dragons and monsters. I’m a fucking weirdo.”

“No way! You’re not a weirdo! This is so cool! I love this! It is really helping me understand some things. So, what’s in that?” I pointed at the locked cabinet.

“That is where you find the darkest part of me. I won’t get into it now, but maybe someday, you’ll experience it. At least I hope you will.” Owen cut himself short and got quiet. He seemed to get annoyed. “Damn it! I really fucked up.”

“What are you talking about? What’s wrong?”

“You hit on me like a year ago and I pushed you away. I never should have. I’m an idiot. I thought you were just like Jonathan, another rich brat, and I wasn’t interested in going through that again. The more I learned you weren’t like that, the more nervous I was about doing something about it. I’ve only had two relationships, well, three if you count Danny.”

“I don’t know what to say, Owen. I’m also really hungover, sore and don’t think I have the mental capacity to have a real conversation with you right now. I’m sorry. I need to rest.”

Owen walked over to me and stood in front of me. We were face to face. He gently ran his hand through my cum-caked hair. He was so cute and I wanted him really badly right at that moment. He smiled at me and then leaned in and kissed me on my cheek. We looked at each other again and then he moved in for another kiss, this time on my lips. After a few light pecks, we began to make out. A few moments later, he pulled back and smiled again.

“Ok, comrade, let’s get you cleaned up. Get out of these clothes and come meet me in the bathroom. I’m gonna get a bath going.”

“Um, what about your uncle?”

“What about him? He’s going to see you naked at some point, so just get used to it. We don’t worry about that here.”

“Uh...ok...I guess.”

“Fine,” Owen walked over to his door and grabbed a robe from the back of it, “here you go bashful Betty, you can wear this. Yeah, I called you Betty. I haven’t forgotten about that.”

“Shit, but I forgot to tell you something. Later. Later is better.”

When I walked into the bathroom, there was Owen in his boxers swishing water around in the tub. The lights were off and he had a small, dim lamp on, which provided just enough light. He came up to me and took the robe off me and helped me get settled in the tub. He closed the door and then knelt on the floor next to the tub. The hot water felt really good on my sore body. It was a decent sized tub for an apartment. I could tell Owen was in charge of cleaning since the bathroom was immaculate. 

Owen just told me to relax and he would take care of the rest. 

He leaned over me in the tub and started to run his hands over my shoulders and then down my arms. Once he got to the water, he used one hand to ease my head back and the other to soak my hair. He delicately rinsed my hair of the sweat and cum from last night. After that, he eased his hands down over my body. He had such a light touch, I could barely feel it. He was being so deliberate and gentle. It was actually very romantic. It seemed like my nightmare was over and Owen was going to take good care of me. Damn, I really love this boy.