Car Rental

Ryan fell asleep a few minutes later, and I felt myself get drowsy as well. I could tell that I was getting softer, and I just let myself doze. It had been a long time since I woke up next to someone, and when I looked at my phone, it was only eleven-thirty. I was surprised because I felt fairly rested. I did need to pee and to use some mouthwash. I nudged Ryan and he opened his eyes.

“What happened?” he asked.

“Well, that doesn’t say much for my skill, does it.”

“No, that’s not what I meant. I didn’t mean to fall asleep. What you did before, that felt great.”

“I’m glad. Hey, I need to get up and go to the restroom.”

“I should go. I know you asked me to stay the night, but I don’t want my roommate to get suspicious. His mom is friends with my mom, and I’m not ready to tell her.”

“Sure.” I nodded.

“I can come back?” Ryan asked.

“Of course. There’s a whole lot more to explore.” I smiled.

I went to the bathroom, took care of business, and brushed my teeth. When I got back, Ryan was gone. He left a little note that said ‘thanks’. He never came back. I saw him once, about a week before my graduation. He was on a blanket in a large area where students sit to soak up the sun. He was laughing with some cute guy I recognized from the soccer team. I saw them touch heads and smile. I hoped for the best for him.

I started to have doubts about my future. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to find someone to share my life with. My counselor asked me whether I was avoiding personal relationships to avoid pain. I said that made no sense because I was in pain, emotional pain, without someone to share things with, and I was in pain with the loss of someone. The only time I was ‘painless’ was when I was with someone, so didn’t it make more sense to try to find that someone?

You can’t find someone if you’re not looking. Or, is it when you’re not looking when you do find your someone? The thing was that I was looking; I just wasn’t jumping into bed with every cute guy I met. I didn’t feel that counseling was helping me, but I had an agreement to continue until graduation. I upheld my end.

Suddenly, it was over. College was finished. I had my B.S. degree. My parents and brother came for graduation, and afterward, we drove to Padre Island for a week of vacation. I got to know my family again, and my brother and I became closer.

A few days in, Steven and I had an interesting conversation while sitting on the beach as the sun set. “I don’t know if it’s like this for you, Jake, but sometimes when I’m with Emily, my brain cannot think of anything but wanting sex. I feel like one of those animals on the farm when they’re in heat. But she drives me fucking nuts. Sometimes I wonder if it’d be better to be gay so that at least I could understand how the other guy thinks.”

“I suppose it is a little easier to understand another guy, but he’s still a different person, so he’s not going to think exactly like you.”

“That’s true,” he replied.

“One thing that’s nice,” I added, “another guy will never tell you he’s going to have your baby.”

Steven shook his head. “Emily only lets me fuck her in the ass.”

“I’ve been told that ass is better than pussy. Especially when you’ve got a small dick like yours.” I started to laugh.

“Fuck you, bro. I bet I’m every bit as big as you.” Steven was laughing, too.

“Get out the measuring tape; I know you’re going to fall short.”

“Asshole, we don’t have one here.”

“We’ll do it when we get home,” I insisted.

“You’ll have an advantage.”

“How’s that,” I asked.

“Because your dick will be really hard because I’ll be standing naked in front of you, and all I’ll have to look at is you. It’ll probably make my dick shrivel.”

“I guess you need something to blame for your negative three inches.” My sides started to hurt from laughing.

“What are you boys talking about there?” asked my dad as he walked up.

“Just guy stuff,” said Steven. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“I wouldn’t?” asked my dad.

“Maybe dad would like to join your competition, Steven.”

Steven got very quiet.

“It’s stupid brother stuff, dad,” I told him. “We’d be embarrassed to tell you.”

“I see. You’re talking about your dicks again.” I heard him sigh. “I thought you outgrew that.”

“How’d you know?” asked Steven.

“Don’t admit it,” I implored. “You have to deny shit like that. You’re not my brother. My brother would not admit to my father that we’re talking about whose dick is bigger.”

“Mine’s bigger anyway,” said our dad. “Way bigger.” He turned and walked away.

Steven and I laughed harder than we had in years. “You know,” I told Steven, “he hasn’t seen our dicks since we were like five years old. Too bad yours hasn’t grown since.” The bruise from that punch lasted almost a week, but it was worth it.

I was amazed that the routine of getting up and going to work could be so different from getting up and going to school. I worked much harder at school and much longer hours, but work seemed like...well, let’s just say there’s a reason it’s called ‘work’ and not ‘fun.’ That’s not to say I didn’t enjoy it, but I also found it frustrating.

Our company had purchased another the previous year, and their methods of inventory and tracking were one-hundred eighty degrees opposite of ours. Within two weeks of being there, I knew something had to be done. Neither system was computerized and no plan had been made to integrate the two systems. Additionally, we needed more space, and there were plans in place to construct a larger building and move the two facilities under one roof.

I proposed that we invest in a new system, and it was accepted. Now I had to research to provide a budget and an actual plan. While I was doing that, I was still living at home. I hadn’t met anyone that I was interested in dating. Steven set me up with one of Emily’s cousins, but I discovered that he liked to dress up like a prairie woman from the 1880s. We did not hit it off.

My father had purchased the land on both the east and west sides of the business. The eastern section was an empty piece of land, but the western portion had been a trailer park for over fifty years. Only three families still lived in the park, and it was run down. The plan was to slowly clean it up and offer places for employees to live. The plan sped up when my brother announced that he and Emily were having a baby. He was going to delay college and take over the park project.

So much for what he told me about their only having anal sex.

“No, man,” he replied. “We only did it once that way, and I wore a condom.”

“Better hope the DNA matches,” I told him.

That pissed him off, but I wasn’t joking. He needed to take care of that one. I already had too much on my plate. With all that was keeping me hopping, a delivery truck backed into my car and crushed the front fender as well as bending the front axle.

The next day I was at Enterprise to get a rental. The man at the counter had the most beautiful golden eyes. As I stepped closer, I realized I knew that handsome face. I could see him now, shirtless and smacking a tennis ball back at me with such force that sometimes I could barely return it. I thought he was going to be a tennis star. The man who filled my high school senior year fantasies had a full scholarship to some fancy school in the east, but here he was. The name tag read J. Perkins.

“Jeff, how are you?”

He looked up at me with instant recognition. “Jake. Wow. I’m OK. How about you, man? What are you up to?”

“Working at Adam’s Manufacturing. Like I always figured.” I smiled and thought about the times I tried to tell him what I felt inside.

“Good for you. Oh, it says you need a car billed to insurance. Accident? Are you OK?”

“Yeah, I wasn’t in it when the guy hit it. I’m hoping it’s not totaled; it’s still a good car.”

“Same one from high school?”

“That’s the one. We need to get together.” I pulled out a card from work and wrote my cellphone number on it. “I know we weren’t close friends in high school, but we can remedy that now.”

I saw him smile and nod. “I’d like that. I don’t have many friends here; you know moving here for the last year of school and all.”

He finished the paperwork and took me out to a Toyota Corolla. “Jeez. I’ve never driven anything this small,” I said. “Tell me, are you doing anything for dinner tonight?”

“Just planned to go home.”

“What time do you get done here?” I asked.

“We close at six. I walk out at six-oh-two.”

“Where should I pick you up?”

“I’m still at my parents’ house.”

“Elm Street, right. I remember some of the guys on the team called you the Nightmare from Elm Street. Was it the third house from Pecan?” I knew it was. I’d driven by on my way home trying to catch him outside often enough.

“That’s right,” he nodded.

“I’ll see you then.” I drove away thinking that I’d have someone beside Steven to talk to. Maybe someone with whom I could play tennis. Now, where would I take him?”

Jeff was sitting on the porch when I drove up. He walked out to the car and got in. “How’re you liking your new ride?”

“It’s so f-ing small,” I laughed. “I guess you get used to that.”

“You still crack me up,” said Jeff.

“I thought it’d be nice to go to the steakhouse; what do you think?”

“I haven’t been there in ages. I don’t like to eat out by myself. It sounds like a great idea.”

“Steakhouse it is,” I announced. I backed out into the street and headed back the way I’d come. “I’m living back at home, too. My brother Steven finished an Associates this spring; he’s living there, too.”

“He didn’t go away for school?” asked Jeff.

“No, too expensive and no scholarships. He was supposed to start on his bachelor’s this fall, but he’s having a baby with Emily Studebaker.”

“Interesting.”

“You’ve got a younger brother, too, don’t you?” I asked.

“Yeah. Stewart. He’s in Houston. He dates a different guy every Friday. You know, he was really into you in high school.”

“What?”

“That’s right,” Jeff was nodding. “The reason he came to watch us practice is so he could see your legs as you moved across the court. He loved your blue running shorts because they were so short.” Jeff laughed.

“I had no idea,” I admitted. I didn’t admit that I wore those blue running shorts to get Jeff to notice me. “So Stewie’s still looking for the right guy.”

“I just think he’s having fun. When I ask him what he’s looking for, he just rambles a list of impossible features that even a perfect man wouldn’t have. But, he tells my dad that he’s looking.”

“What about your sister?”

“Rose is in New York. She hints to me that she’s unhappy and wants to come back here. She won’t tell my parents though because they were against her going there. Sometimes life is just too complicated, especially when people are too afraid to admit the truth.”

I pulled the car into a parking space on the side of the building. I looked over at Jeff. “I’m already having a good time,” I told him.”

“Same here,” he replied.

We went inside. “I ordered a rib-eye, medium, with onion rings and an unsweet tea.”

Jeff ordered a t-bone, medium. “My parents always cook the meat until it’s a dried piece of leather. It’ll be nice to find out what steak truly tastes like.”

“I’ll cut you a piece of mine, too. You can see how the different cuts have different tastes.”

We sat and ordered. Jeff asked, “So, are you working for your dad or the company?”

“For the company. When I worked during the summers, I was just a gopher, but the inventory and billing systems needed to be updated, and then we acquired the Wilson company and their systems are completely different. I need to figure a way to simplify and update the paper trail for both of them. I’m not going to be bored.”

“Sounds like you’ve taken on a big job. Are you going to have time to enjoy life?” he asked.

“I’m going to make sure. Today’s my start, and I think it’s a great start, reconnecting with an old friend who should have been one of my best friends if I hadn’t been so competitive and immature.”

“No, I don’t think that. Of course, I’m still going to give you a chance to beat me on the court. And you probably will, I haven’t played in quite a while.”

“I’ll give it my best shot,” I told him. “Tell me what you’ve been up to since high school.”

Jeff began to fill me in. Our food came during the talk. He told me that he’d suffered an injury that kept him from playing, and he lost his scholarship and ended up back at his parents. He was disappointed that he didn’t have a programming job, but he told me the job wasn’t physically stressful, offered insurance, and paid the bills.

We ended the meal with a promise to meet Saturday morning and try to play a set. I took him home; we said our good-byes, and I watched him walk back to the porch. I headed to my parents’ house with thoughts of having my own place and finding a nice guy like Jeff to spend my life with.

That night, as I stared at the ceiling, Jeff’s face kept popping into my head. I had reached down when I realized that thinking about him was making me hard when my brother knocked and opened the door.

“Stop jerking,” he said, “this is important.”

“I’m not in the mood, Steven,” my tone was unfriendly.

“I can’t help it,” he said as he sat on my bed. “I told Emily that some members of the family were questioning me about being the father, and she got defensive. I told her that she was acting guilty, and she confessed that she’s been sleeping with a security guard where her father works.”

“What?”

“Yeah, she tells me his dick is too big for her ass, but he promised to pull out. The kid’s probably not mine.” Steven started to cry.

I sat up and hugged him.

“Fuck, I think I’m more upset that I won’t have a kid than I am about breaking up with Emily.”

“She still needs to do a paternity test. The baby could still be yours even if it’s unlikely.”

“Thanks, Jake.” He took a deep breath. “Here’s where my immature self tells me to cuddle up with my brother so he can hold me and tell me that life is going to be OK. But, here’s where my grown-up self says that you’re the best brother a guy could have, and he goes into his own room and man’s up.”

“You come back if that doesn’t work,” I laughed as I kissed his temple.

I found myself standing on the porch of Jeff’s house. I rapped on the door and within minutes, he opened the door for me. “It’s the middle of the night. What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep; I just had to tell you that you were right. Not telling the truth complicates things. I love you, Jeff. I need you to make love to me.”

Jeff reached out his hand and pulled me into the darkness of the house. We went up some stairs and into a room dimly lit from a streetlamp. Jeff’s lips pressed into mine. “Oh, Jake, I wanted you for so long.”

I kicked off my shoes and removed my running shorts and t-shirt. I stood naked in front of Jeff; my boner pointed straight at him. I could tell he was only wearing his underwear. He slipped out of them; I wrapped my fingers around his hardening penis and kissed him.

Jeff guided me to the bed. I laid back and spread my legs out for him. He dropped lubricant on my waiting hole and covered his erection with the slick liquid. He pushed himself down and forward. The pressure was momentary as his dick slid into me. I gasped. The wonderful feeling of fullness sent electrical shocks to my toes and fingers. Jeff covered my mouth with his beautiful lips as he made love to me.

Perfect synchronization drove the urges up from the depths of my testicles. Jeff began to fuck me more rapidly. He sucked in air as he slammed our bodies together and filled me with his seed. I released at the same time and sprayed my belly and chest with warm cum.

I opened my eyes and discovered I was alone in my bedroom. My belly was covered in fresh sperm. “Fuck,” I muttered to myself. How could I want a man who couldn’t love me? The tennis date with Jeff was a big mistake. The mess on my belly was not the only one in my life.