How I Got My Revenge

How I got My Revenge

Chapter 5 - Trust and Doubt

I awoke first, aware of Carl’s weight still on top of me. I smiled up at Carl’s sweet face, still peacefully sleeping, and softly kissed him. Unintentionally, the kiss brought him out of his slumber and his eyes opened slowly and focused on my face smiling at him. I said, “Hi there, handsome.” He grinned back at me and said, “What a sweet, cute face to wake up to.” Somewhat embarrassed by the flattery, I replied, "We should get cleaned up and get something to eat. It’s already lunchtime.” Carl gave me a mischievous grin and said, “Sounds like a plan unless we’re glued together with dried cum.” I burst into laughter and so did Carl until he began rolling off me. The cum had indeed dried and it stung slightly as we separated. We took a long, hot shower together and washed each other’s bodies as Kayla and I had done many times. Suddenly I heard Carl asking me, “Are you ok, Jeremy?” I snapped out of my thoughts; unaware I had stopped washing Carl’s back and had just left my hands resting on his lower back. I apologized, “Sorry, I was having a flashback to a different time.” Carl turned around to face me and said, “Kayla again?” I lowered my eyes and nodded, “Sorry, Carl. It’s just that I recalled Kayla and I doing this in this same shower. It seems so long ago now. I don’t want this to get in the way of us, but sometimes I guess it does and I’m so sorry about that. What we have is so new to me and I like it, I really like you, Carl, but I still have memories of Kayla and I in this apartment, which is why I can’t wait for us to be in our new place. Carl was looking at me as though he was expecting the worst. It hurt, but I understood his concern, “Carl, I still question myself whether my feelings for you are because of your resemblance to Kayla or not. I understand if you don’t trust my feelings for you. I get it and don’t blame you if you don’t trust me. Hell, my head is so fucked up right now. The feelings I have for you are real though. The sex we’ve had has been an awakening for me. I never knew I had a sexual organ inside me that could give me so much pleasure. Lastly, I’m really confused right now, Carl, but can you bear with me while I work through those issues?” A tear ran down my cheek as I waited for his response. Carl looked like he was contemplating what I’d said and then suddenly gripped me in an embrace and I thought he’d squeeze the breath out of me. Then he released me and said, “Jeremy, I won’t pressure you into something you don’t want to do, but I really like you and want to be with you and I’m willing to give you all the time you want to figure things out. I want to be there for you in whatever decision you end up making. I’m here for you. I can’t say I wouldn’t be disappointed if you changed your mind about us, but I will understand. Just know that I love you either way.” I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing as I felt his love and support overwhelm me. It just made me love him that much more.

We finished showering and as promised, Carl made us lunch. We spent the afternoon packing things we wouldn’t need until we were in our new place, then cuddled on the sofa until dinner. We found a cheap chuck roast which turned out to be perfect in both tenderness and flavor and coupled with mashed potatoes and gravy with sweet peas as a vegetable. We really pigged out and were both stuffed by the time we finished eating. Carl looked at me grinning and said, “That was awesome but I’m afraid I won’t be able to move from the sofa for the rest of the night without a crane to lift me. I can’t believe how much I ate.” I laughed and said, “I know the feeling. We both ate way too much, but it was a really great meal.” We cleaned up the dishes and put away the little bit of leftovers that remained in the fridge and then did exactly what Carl had said, lounged on the sofa the rest of the evening with full stomachs, barely paying attention to what was on the tv. Before long, it was bedtime. We stripped the bed, throwing the sheets and pillowcases in the hamper. Carl joked, “Make sure to hide those sheets in the middle so no one finds out what happened earlier.” I laughed as I rolled my eyes. After putting on new sheets and pillowcases, we climbed into bed and soon both drifted into peaceful sleep.

The next morning, Carl awoke feeling great, except for the fact that he had to get ready for work. He looked over to find Jeremy still peacefully sleeping and gave him a brief kiss before crawling out of bed. I woke up a few minutes later and found Carl in the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth. I said, “Good morning.”, then joined him at the sink brushing my own teeth. When Carl finished brushing his teeth, he stepped over to the shower, slid out of his briefs and got in the shower. As he began soaping himself up, the door to the shower opened and I stepped in to join him, “Need me to get your back?” Carl smiled and replied, “Sure.” I began soaping and massaging Carl’s shoulders and slowly working down his back, this time without any Kayla flashbacks. Once I reached his lower back and thoroughly massaged the soap in in that area, I dropped down to Carl’s feet and slowly worked up his legs, enjoying the feel of his muscular calf muscles. Then I moved to his equally solid thighs and worked each one individually with both hands from knee to crotch, but avoided touching his balls or cock. By Carl’s breathing, I could tell it was turning him on. I could imagine his cock to be at full staff at this point. I then moved to massaging the soap into each of Carl’s ample, sculpted butt cheeks. Carl let out a moan which made me smile. I continued to work on those solid buns with one hand, but my other hand made its way around to Carl’s balls and rigid shaft which jumped at my touch. I then inserted a soapy finger into his tight ring and I heard a whimper escape Carl’s lips and his stiff cock once again pulsed in my hand. I allowed the shower to rinse off Carl’s crotch and then maneuvered him around so his cock was right in front of my face while continuing to finger his hole. I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, allowing it to bob around as my tongue played with it. Then I took it into my mouth and he let out a moan of pleasure, “MMmm, fuck that feels so good.” I looked up into his eyes as I began working his cock in my mouth as far as I could without choking and then back out until my lips just brushed the crown of the head. Back and forth my mouth moved as we maintained eye contact. I added a second finger and then a third as his breathing grew more ragged. Carl whispered down to me, “Fuck yeah, Jeremy. I love your hot mouth on my cock.” If you can smile while sucking cock, I was doing it. I was enjoying giving Carl this stimulation as much as he was receiving it.

Carl gave me a look of surprise as I suddenly pulled my mouth off his cock just as it seemed he was at the point of no return. I gave his cock head one last kiss before standing and turning Carl around. I once more soaped up his sculpted buns and then reached around and grabbed his left hip as well as his stiff rod and pulled my own stiff cock into the valley between his buns. Carl let out a groan as I slowly slid my cock up and down between his cheeks. Carl was now fully aware where this was going. He turned his head back toward me, “You know this is going to make me late for work. We haven’t even had breakfast yet.” I kissed him and then said, “I’m sure they won’t mind if you’re a couple minutes late as long as you give them a good excuse or do you want me to stop?” Carl pushed back into me, which gave me my answer. I pulled back slightly and brought the tip of my cock to his hot, tight hole and asked, “Ready?” Carl grinned and said, “Not really, but a promise is a promise.” I then slowly pushed until the head of my cock had penetrated him. Carl stiffened from the pain, and I whispered into his ear, “Relax. This is the worst of it. I think you’ll enjoy this in a little while, once you get used to me being inside you.” Carl drew another deep breath as I slid further inside. Carl’s cock had gone soft when I had penetrated him, but I was encouraged when I felt it growing once more. Carl bent over slightly and placed his hands on the shower wall and leaned his head against it as I slowly sank in to him. Then I was pressed tightly against those hard buns with my cock fully buried deep inside him. Carl’s cock was soon rock hard again as I massaged it slowly and then began moving in and out. Carl grunted and moaned in both pain and pleasure, “Aaahh! Oh fuuuck. OH! Oh shit! What was that? Oh yeah. Do that again.” I smiled as I realized Carl was feeling the same thing I had the day before and it wasn’t soap that was allowing my hand to slide smoothly along Carl’s cock any longer, but copious amounts of precum. I began fucking him faster and harder while stroking his cock and kissing the nape of his neck. Carl was overwhelmed by the new sensations coursing through him, “Oh fuck! Oh yeah! Fuck yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck me, Jeremy! Give me that big cock!” Carl was now in a lustful delirium, begging me to fuck him harder and I was more than willing. His hole was so hot and tight. I was loving it. Suddenly, Carl cried out, “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I quickly pulled out of Carl and turned him around. He looked surprised as I dropped down and took his cock into my mouth. Carl once again cried out, “Oh fuck!” as his cock unleashed streams of cum down my throat. I hungrily swallowed his seed as it blasted to the back of my throat. Carl’s hands were now on my shoulders for support as he tried to steady himself as he recovered from his orgasm. Carl was still breathing heavily as I pulled off his spent cock and looked up into his eyes with a grin on my face and unbeknownst to me, cum on my chin. Carl smiled down at me, still trying to catch his breath, “That was totally amazing, Jeremy.”, and then pulled me to my feet and began soaping me up. He finished washing me by giving me a soapy hand job and just when I was about to cum, he stopped and allowed the shower to rinse me off and then dropped to his knees and took me into his mouth. I was soon feeding him my own seed. Carl swallowed as much as he could, but some escaped the corners of his mouth. I pulled him to his feet and licked the cum from his mouth and then kissed him, sharing the cum. As we broke the kiss, Carl said, “I guess we had some breakfast after all, protein shakes.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head but couldn’t help laughing.

Carl quickly got dressed and left for work and I studied a bit before heading to class. Just as I arrived, Carl sent me a text letting me know he had made it to work on time. The week flew by. Carl spent his free time searching for bedroom furniture and I packed up my things and looked for other furnishings we’d need. Most of my time though was spent going to classes and then working my part-time job. Carl was usually asleep when I got home and when he wasn’t, I was too worn out from my long day to do anything anyway. When Friday night rolled around and I arrived home, I was surprised to find Carl had waited up for me. He said, “I have the truck lined up for tomorrow morning. We’ll pack up the apartment first thing and unload it at the house and then pick up the other stuff that isn’t being delivered.” I was definitely not looking forward to tomorrow morning but knew it would pay off in the end. Carl was in total agreement. We each drank a beer as a farewell to the apartment while we snuggled on the sofa, then went to bed.

I woke up Saturday morning with an arm draped over me and a stiff cock wedged in the crack of my butt. I said, “Morning.” I turned my head toward Carl only to realize he was still asleep. I carefully removed Carl’s arm and sat up. Swinging around, I positioned myself on my side with my face in Carl’s crotch. I began licking Carl’s cock through his briefs paying special attention to the tip. It wasn’t long before a wet spot formed there from both my saliva and Carl’s precum. I slowly pulled the elastic waistband of Carl’s briefs over his cock, carefully tucking it under his balls. I pulled his stiff cock away from his stomach and put my mouth over it and slowly slid my lips back and forth as well as swirling my tongue around it. I smiled to myself as I heard Carl moan in his sleep. I sped up my pace and heard Carl say, “Wow! What a great way to wake up.” I glanced up at Carl grinning mischievously and then continued to work on his cock. Before long, Carl breathing became heavy and more ragged indicating he was getting close. Carl suddenly said, “Fuck! Jeremy! I’m gonna cum!” I grabbed Carl’s firm buns and continued as I soon felt Carl’s seed flooding my mouth. Once I was sure I had drained Carl’s nuts, I slowly pulled my mouth from his cock, making sure I got every drop. At that moment I realized I really liked sucking Carl’s cock and not necessarily because I liked sucking any cock, but because it was Carl’s. I enjoyed giving him pleasure. We were both masculine in nature and very competitive but enjoyed having sex together. Having sex with a girl is great as well. The two are entirely different for me and I like them both. I’ve now come to admit that to myself. Carl suddenly spoke, bringing me out of my thoughts, “Jeremy, are you ok?”  As I snapped out of it, I grinned and said, “Most definitely.” And then moved up and kissed him, allowing him to taste his own cum. When I broke the kiss, I said, “Good morning, Carl.” He smiled and said, “It is for me. Get up and come with me.” He rolled out of bed, grabbed my hand and lead me into the hall and then pushed me against the wall, dropped to his knees, yanked my briefs down and looked up at me and said, “We missed a room and now I want to say good morning to you as well.”, and then he took my cock in his mouth and and returned the favor. It wasn’t long before I was blasting my load down his throat as I held on to his shoulders for support. Satisfied, Carl looked up at me with a big grin on his face and a bit of my cum at the corner of his mouth. I leaned down and kissed him, tasting my own cum as I did. Then Carl slapped my bare butt cheek and said, “We need to get a move on. I need to pick up that truck in an hour.” “Ow! Fucker!”, I yelled as he scrambled toward the bedroom.

After we showered, dressed and ate breakfast, we picked up the truck and loaded up the stuff from the apartment. We stopped at the Reynolds to pick up the keys to the house on the way. Once we unloaded the stuff from the truck into the house, I sat down on the stairs. Carl looked at me and said, “Bro, we can’t stop now. We have to go pick up the rest of the furniture.” I grinned and replied, “Slave driver.” Back in the truck, we went from place to place picking up different pieces of furniture, a sofa, chairs, tables and a dresser and bed for Carl’s room. We finished unloading the truck and returned it around three in the afternoon. We grabbed some burgers and fries on our way back to the house and had lunch/dinner on the living room floor since the sofa and chairs were still stacked in a pile.

Once we were done eating, we moved the refrigerator into the kitchen and plugged it in since we had kept it upright the entire move. We needed to get the food out of the coolers before it started defrosting. After that, we set up the living room furniture. My bedroom was next, then Carl’s bedroom. I smirked and said, “That might be a little uncomfortable tonight.”, indicating the frame, minus the mattress and box spring. Carl laughed and said, “Ha, ha. They said they don’t deliver on weekends. They’ll be here Monday afternoon after I’m off work.” I grinned and said, “Guess you’ll have to sleep on the sofa this weekend.”  Carl gave a fake pout and said, “We should have splurged for a sofa bed.” I replied, “Like we could have afforded it. Hell, that would have resolved our whole problem with my parents.” Carl shook his head and said, “Way to go Monday morning quarterback.” I laughed and said, “I know, right. You know, if you’re really nice to me, maybe I’ll let you share my bed this weekend. Then again, maybe you could test the sofa for comfort.” Carl grinned at me with that ‘you’re pushing your limits’ look, then said, “Nice, like helping you put your bed together.” I just grinned and put up my hands up in surrender. We got up and went into my bedroom and put the furniture where I wanted it and got my bed together, then put the sheets and pillows on. We finished by seven, exhausted, and ordered pizza for supper. After we devoured the pizza, we showered and then crawled into bed and almost immediately fell asleep.

I awoke Sunday morning with Carl’s head resting on my chest and his arm resting on my stomach. Not wanting to wake him, I decided to stay put. Due to the close proximity of Carl’s fingers to the waistband of my briefs though, my cock involuntarily stirred to life. I laid there watching as my slowly hardening cock made its way to the waistband as if reaching out to those fingertips. I was fully hard in no time and My cock was aching in the confines of my tight briefs. It finally pushed through the waistband and was so close to those fingers, but not quite touching them. With Carl’s head still on my chest, I couldn’t do much without waking him, but I was able to reach down with my right hand and push my underwear down to relieve the pressure off my throbbing cock. Suddenly, Carl’s hand moved and latched onto my cock. Then Carl said, “What a nice way to wake up.” I smiled and replied, “Morning, Carl.” Carl’s hand began slowly moving up and down my stiff rod. I groaned, “Fuck, Carl, that feels so good.” Carl’s head slowly moved down until his tongue licked the head of my cock and then his mouth slid over it. Soon he was working his lips up and down my shaft. After a few minutes, I had Carl reposition himself so I could get at his cock as well and we were soon working away on each other vigorously as if competing to get the other off first. Carl won as I couldn’t hold back and my seed burst into Carl’s mouth. That triggered Carl’s orgasm as he moaned while trying to swallow my load as his own cum blasted from his cock and quickly filled my mouth. After we had drained each other, Carl flipped around, and we engaged in a cum-swapping kiss. As we broke the kiss, I grinned and said, “One room down.” Carl laughed and said, “I’m sure we’ll get at least one other room out of the way today.”

After breakfast, we got the laundry together, happy that we didn’t have to go to the laundromat any longer. We didn’t even have to get dressed, so we each just slid on a pair of boxers for comfort. As the first load was entering the final spin cycle, Carl went in to get ready to move it from the washer to the dryer. I followed him in and as the spin cycle began speeding up, I stepped behind Carl and pressed up against him, pushing him against the vibrating washing machine. I said in his ear, “You don’t know how many times I wanted to do this to you at the laundromat”, while I ground my hardening cock into the valley between his firm buns. Carl glanced back at me, grinning and said, “Me too, bro. This does feel pretty good.” I continued grinding against him until the spin cycle was over then Carl suggested we pause our play and put the cleaned clothes in the dryer and refill the washing machine. I reluctantly agreed. Once we refilled the washing machine and started it, Carl hopped up on top of the washing machine. I stepped forward, reached into the fly of his boxers, and pulled out his semi-erect cock and immediately put my mouth over it and began sucking away. After several minutes, we swapped places and Carl went down on my cock. The laundry room was steaming up and not from the laundry machines as I pulled Carl off my cock and hopped down from the washing machine, then said, “Assume the position.” Then I pushed him against the washing machine once more. I slid Carl’s boxers down. He stepped out of them and bent slightly over the washing machine, exposing his full muscular buns and deep valley between. I slid my own boxers down and stepped out of them and then began sliding my hard shaft up and down between those firm melons. Carl’s own stiff rod was pressing against the running washing machine, smearing precum on its surface. Breathing was getting heavy in the steamy laundry room as my cock slowly sank deeper in Carl’s deep crack. Pulling back, I wet my fingers and then slid one into Carl’s tight hole. Carl moaned as I worked my finger in and around his hole. I soon added another finger, loosening him up for my cock. After adding a third to stretch him even more, I withdrew my fingers and began grinding my cock back between Carl’s cheeks and asked, “Ready?” Carl turned back toward me and we kissed briefly before Carl replied, “Go for it bro.” We then kissed some more as I slowly pushed my way inside him. Carl groaned against my lips as I penetrated him and slowly sank deep inside him until my pubes were firmly pressed against those solid buns. I paused briefly and felt the vibration of the washing machine through Carl’s body, then began slowly fucking him. He began moaning as I bottomed out on each inward stroke, “Ohhh. UUhhh. Ohhh fuuuck. Oh yeah, fuck me!” Carl slowly lowered his chest onto the washing machine as I began to speed up my pace and said, “Fuck! Your ass is feels so good, so tight!” The sounds of the two laundry machines was now being added to by Carl’s moans and cries for me to fuck him harder as well as the slapping sounds of skin slapping hard against skin, not to mention the heavy breathing. The hard slapping of skin on skin continued, but the vocal sounds were now just animalistic grunts and groans of pleasure as we were now beyond words. I noticed Carl reach down and grasp his hard cock as he pushed his ass back into me, meeting my forward thrusts. I pulled his hand off his own cock and replaced it with my own as I began stroking him as I pistoned in and out of his hole. Suddenly, Carl cried out, “Oh fuck! I’m about to cum!” I immediately felt his cock pulse as bolts of cum shot from his cock onto the front of the washing machine. The feel of his cock pulsing in my hand and his hole spasming around my cock sent me over the edge as well as I slammed into Carl a few more times before bottoming out and crying, “Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” as my cock began emptying my seed deep inside of Carl. Carl’s chest was now on top of the washing machine again as he encouraged me, “Oh yeah, Jeremy. Breed me. Give me your babies. Fuck yeah.” Once our breathing began to slow, I slowly withdrew my still stiff cock from Carl. Once I had pulled out, Carl stood up and turned to face me. He was smiling and said, “Damn, that was so fucking hot.” I nodded and then we moved together and kissed as Carl was slowly pushed against the washing machine which was once more in the spin cycle. We broke the kiss and Carl said, “I guess we need to clean up.” I gave him a mischievous grin and said, “Yeah, your butt is smearing your spooge all over the front of the washer.” Carl gave me a shocked look and said, “That’s my fault? You horny bastard!” We both laughed and then, grabbing spray cleaner and some paper towels, cleaned up the mess we had made. I then followed Carl to the bathroom to clean ourselves up. As I followed behind him, I was both amused and turned on by the sight of Carl’s butt as he walked. It was still smeared with cum from the washing machine and possibly some of my own.

After we cleaned up, we finished the laundry then went outside to yard work and did some minor repairs to the house and noted some tools we’d need to get for other repairs, like a hammer and nails as well as some paint and brushes. Fortunately, there was a lawn mower, though it showed its age. After lunch, we threw the football around the yard which eventually turned into our tackle game. As it grew dark, we went inside and made dinner, tacos. My favorite. We had fried up over a pound and a half of burger and there was none left when we were through, not to mention all the cheese and vegetables and the rice on the side. As we cleaned up from dinner, Carl got a phone call from his parents. They were travelling to Ohio to visit some friends and would be stopping by on their way there. Carl let me know when he had gotten off the phone, then said, “I told them they could sleep in my room Friday and Saturday night. Hope that’s ok with you.” I grinned and said, “It’s your room, so that’s up to you. You can let me know how comfortable the sofa is to sleep on.” He gave me a look and I couldn’t hold a straight face and eventually had to grin, then said, “It’s not like we haven’t shared a bed before.” We then went into the living room and drank some beers while watching an NFL playoff game.

After the game ended, I undressed and headed for a shower. As I climbed in, Carl came into the bathroom naked and climbed into the shower behind me and said, “The day’s not over yet and that butt of yours has been teasing me all day.” I grinned and asked, “Is that why your hands were all over it all afternoon?” Carl reached around and pulled me into him and I felt his hard cock pressing between my buns as he began kissing my neck. I leaned my head back enjoying the feel of his kisses on my neck as well as the hard shaft between my cheeks. Carl whispered, “Of course. That was the idea behind playing tackle.” Carl suddenly turned me to face him and then dropped down and took my own hard cock into his mouth. After sucking on my cock for a while, Carl stood up and I took a turn on his cock, licking it, then sucking on his balls before returning to slurping down his hard meat. As I did, Carl bent over me and began playing with my butt, slowly working a finger into my pucker. Soon there were two and then three fingers prepping me for his cock. I was groaning on his rod in anticipation. Carl then withdrew his fingers and pulled me to my feet. He guided me around to face the shower wall and said, “I can’t wait any longer. I want that hot ass of yours.” I spread my legs and placed my hands against the shower wall and arched my back slightly, offering my butt to him and said, “Give me that big dick.”  Carl then slowly pushed inside me. I grunted, feeling my hole stretch around the head of his cock, “Fuck, you’re big!” Carl said, “Nah! It’s your hot ass. It’s so tight. I love being inside you.” Soon I felt him pressing against my buns. He was fully inside me and then he slowly withdrew until almost out, then slowly slid back into me. After a little of this, he began to speed up. I moaned in pleasure as he hit my prostate each time, “Oh fuck. Oh, shit! Ohh, ohh, ohh yeah! Ohh fuck yes, fuck me, Carl!”, I panted out as he was soon pounding my hole and I begged for him to fuck me harder, “Fuck yeah, Carl! Pound my hole! Harder!” Carl was now pummeling my hole saying, “Fuck yeah, Jeremy. Take my cock. I love your tight, hot ass!” I was loving every thrust of his cock and the feel of him slamming into my buns making loud slapping sounds. My cock was bobbing and swinging in unison to Carl’s thrusts, “Oh yes! Fuck my ass! Cum inside me!” Carl grabbed my shoulders as he was slapping hard into my butt cheeks. I was loving every second, “Fuck me, Carl! Make me cum!” As I said that, I felt Carl’s hand grab hold of my cock and I cried out, “Fuck! I’m cumming!” White ropes of cum shot from my cock onto the shower wall in front of me and slowly made its way toward the shower floor. Carl continued thrusting into me while I held onto the shower wall, cum still pumping from my cock as Carl continued to stimulate my prostate. Carl’s breathing was becoming heavier as he continued pummeling my butt and then he cried out, “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I felt Carl’s cock throbbing, and with each throb, I felt myself being filled with his seed. As his breathing slowed and he finished emptying his seed inside me, he leaned against my back, catching his breath. Then he slowly withdrew his spent cock from me, and I turned, and we embraced in a deep passionate kiss. We finished cleaning up and then crawled into bed, falling asleep while embracing each other.

Carl’s box spring and mattress arrived on Monday, shortly after he arrived home from work to Carl’s relief. He hoped they wouldn’t arrive too soon and take it back when they found no one home. When I arrived home that night, I wasn’t as happy, since we wouldn’t be sharing a bed any longer. In the living room, I found a note from Carl asking me to wake him when I got home. I entered Carl’s room and found him peacefully asleep in his new bed. I placed a hand on his shoulder and his eyes opened immediately, “Hey, you’re home.”, he said groggily. I half smiled and said, “Yeah, nice bed.” Carl smiled and said, “Thanks. It would be nicer if you crawled in it with me.” I quickly brightened up, and immediately got undressed and crawled in next to him. Carl then said, “I’ve been thinking. Just because we each have a bed now doesn’t mean we have to sleep alone.” I grinned widely and said, “Is that so? I like that idea. Want to get another room under our belts before we go to sleep?” Another room down.

The next morning as we were getting ready for school and work, I began laughing. Carl looked at me as if he thought I had lost it and asked, “What’s so funny?” I grinned at him mischievously and said, “The thought just crossed my mind that this weekend your parents are going to be sleeping in the bed that we just christened last night.” Carl looked disgusted and said, “Bro, that’s not a thought that I wanted in my head.” I was gleefully amused at the tortured look on Carl’s face and added, “At least we broke it in before they did.” Carl went from disgusted to horrified, “Ewww! Enough already! I don’t need the thought of my parents having sex in my head, let alone in my bed!” I just laughed, very pleased with myself.

Carla and Steve arrived Friday evening, just before I got home. After the hugging was done, Carl escorted them into the house and gave them the tour of the place, then settled down in the living room. I arrived a short time later and was warmly greeted by Carla. Steve shook my hand with a smile, but seemed a little uncomfortable. We settled on ordering sandwiches for dinner, so I volunteered to go for them. Carl said, “No, Jeremy. I’ll go. Mom and dad would like to talk to you.” I was caught off guard and grew concerned about what they wanted to talk to me about. I wondered if they suspected something was going on between me and Carl. Carl left to go get the sandwiches and a knot started developing in the pit of my stomach while I sat nervously waiting for them to say something. Steve sat there silently, looking even more uncomfortable than he had previously. Carla finally broke the silence, “Jeremy, we were both so sorry to hear about you and Kayla. We’re also thrilled that it hasn’t seemed to affect your friendship with Carl.” I was relieved, “Carl’s a really great guy”, I started, but Carla interrupted me, continuing, “What we’re trying to say is..” Steve then broke in, “What Carla is trying to say is we’re hoping that if you don’t have plans already, that you’ll join us for Easter weekend. Kayla won’t be able to attend, so you wouldn’t feel awkward by being there.” Carla smiled at Steve and said, “I was getting to it. It then dawned on me why Steve had looked so uncomfortable. They were both concerned about me and my breakup with Kayla. I stammered, “Oh, uh, thanks. I mean, well, um.” Carla then added, “You don’t have to give us an answer right away. I know this was sudden and you’ll need time to think about it.” I replied, “No! I mean, yes. I’d be happy to be your guest Easter weekend”, then I added, “I adored your daughter, Kayla and I fully supported her going to England to continue her studies. It was the chance of a lifetime. She was reluctant at first and even though it meant we’d be apart, I couldn’t let her pass that up. Deep down, I guess I knew things couldn’t last between us, being apart for so long. Part of me held out hope that it wouldn’t matter. When reality hit, I was devastated. I thought my whole world was crashing in on me.” Carla put her hand on mine in sympathy and I continued, “It took a few weeks to get out of my depression, but I’m fine now. Carl helped out a lot, and I’ve spoken with Karla since.” “Really?”, Steve asked, surprised! I replied, “Yes, we’ve talked several times. I still support her decision and even though she said she hasn’t found someone else, I told her I’d understand if she did.” Carla said, “She never told us about that.” I then confessed, “I haven’t told Carl about it either. It might still be a little awkward the next time I see her, but I’ll worry about that if and when it happens.” Carla smiled and said, “Thanks, Jeremy. I’m really glad we had this conversation. Steve was also smiling now. Carla then asked, “What about your parents? What are they doing for Easter? They are welcome to join us as well. We’d love to meet them.” I replied, “They’ll be in Japan. They’re going to visit me in two weeks and then they’re flying out to Japan until after Labor Day. Dad’s work takes him all over the world and mom usually goes with him on the longer trips.” Steve said, “Sounds like an interesting job.” Isaid, “I guess so, but all that jumping around from one place to another can get old. I know. They used to drag me along when I was younger.” Just then, Carl was back with the sandwiches. We ate, talked and watched a movie, then Steve and Carla announced they were ready for bed. Carl showed them to his room and made sure they had towels and washcloths for showers and then returned back to the living room. He looked at me, smiling, and asked, “So, how did the conversation with my parents go?” I smiled and said, “Well, as you heard, I’m coming along to your parents’ house for Easter weekend.” Carl smiled and said, “Yeah, I’m really happy you said yes, but mom can be a little bit, um, prying. Did she ask anything that made you uncomfortable?” I responded, “No. Not at all. Your parents were both great. They seemed truly concerned about me and Kayla.” Carl said, “Yeah, I was too for a while.” I felt my face flush and said, “Thanks, you helped a lot”, then feeling guilty, I continued, “I have to tell you something. I have been talking to Kayla.” Carl looked at me in surprise and his eyes watered. I realized what might be going through his head and I attempted to reassure him, “Carl, it’s not what you might be thinking. At least, I don’t think so. I mean I still have feelings for Kayla, maybe a lot, but I doubt there’s any chance that we’d ever get back together. I just wanted her to know that I still support what she’s doing and don’t have any hard feelings about our separation. Long distant relationships never work.” I could tell that didn’t cheer Carl up very much so I added, “besides, I’ve been having some pretty deep feelings for someone else lately. I’m a little confused about it, but I think I may be falling for them, even though it’s a guy.” Carl looked at me and from his facial expression, I gathered what I said was slowly sinking in as his face went from total devastation to utter joy. Now smiling, Carl asked, “Who is this guy? I want to kick his ass.” I laughed, punched Carl in the arm and said, “You knucklehead! You’ll look pretty funny trying to kick your own ass. Can I watch?”, then I whispered in his ear, “Because I want to fuck it when you’re done.” Carl grinned and said, “You know, we’re going to have to keep it cool while my parents are here.” I grinned and said, “So, I’ll have to hold my hand over your mouth while I’m fucking you?” Carl punched me in the arm and said, “Too bad I don’t have two cocks. I could stuff one in your mouth while I fuck you with the other.” I grinned and said, “Now that would be hot!” Carl then leaned in and kissed me and said, “You really are a perv.” I reached between us and grabbed Carl’s hardening cock and said, “Yep, this is going to be a long weekend.”

On Saturday, we took Steve and Carla on a tour of the sprawling University campus. They had been here before when Kayla had started classes, but they never had an extensive tour. We then had dinner at a restaurant before returning to the house. We shared two bottles of wine while watching another movie. Carla and Steve preferred Chardonay while we preferred Riesling. Afterward, Steve and Carla said goodnight and headed for Carl’s room. I looked at Carl mischievously and made a circle with my thumb and forefinger on one hand and with the other hand, slid my middle finger in and out of the hole I’d made. I received a punch in the arm from Carl, but I couldn’t stop laughing. Soon afterward, Carl and I went into my room and climbed into bed. At one point, I crawled under the sheets and put my mouth over Carl’s cock through his briefs. He pushed me away and said, “Tomorrow, asshole!” I just giggled.

Sunday morning, I awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon. I turned to find Carl still fast asleep. I crawled out of bed and slipped on a pair of pajama bottoms that I never wore and a robe, then walked out to the kitchen. Carla smiled and greeted me, “Good morning, Jeremy”, and Steve chimed in as well. Carla then said, “I hope you don’t mind me using your kitchen. We ran out to the store and picked up some things for breakfast.” I replied, “Not at all, but you didn’t have to go to the store. We have bacon and eggs in the fridge, besides Carl and I wanted to take you out for breakfast.” Steve grinned and said, “I tried telling her that, but she insisted, and once she makes her mind up…” Carla said, “A home cooked breakfast is so much better than a restaurant and it’s a way to thank you for your hospitality and I don’t get to make breakfast for my children very often anymore.” “Morning. I smell breakfast”, Carl had woken up and had entered the kitchen wearing only his boxers. Steve didn’t seem to notice and said, “Good morning, son.” I said, “Good morning, Carl. Want some coffee?” Carl mumbled, “Sure.” Carla then said, “Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes and put some clothes on.” Carl replied, “Yes mother”, and then stepped into the bathroom.

After breakfast and showers, Steve and Carla said their goodbyes and headed for Ohio. As we watched them pull away, Carl said, “I guess I should have thought to put some pajamas on before coming out of the bedroom.” I replied, “At least you didn’t come out naked.” Carl laughed and said, “Yeah, mom would have really flipped.” Then Carl said, “Speaking of clothes, we need to do the laundry”, as I felt him push his hard cock into me from behind.

 

End of Chapter 5