Our Junior Year

After Josh and I returned home from our trip to the Midwest, it was back at the books, Our Christmas break was a fantastic release and relaxation, and just what we needed, to realize how much we as a couple veered off course. We agreed to have date night at least once a week, and wild passionate sex with each other, whenever the mood struck us, we wanted each other more than ever before. We had Harry over for dinner and game night, but he was finally moving on, and even had a few dates himself, it gave Josh great satisfaction to know we helped him out of his shell, and gave him a jump start, he even occasionally stopped by with his new friend who was a freshman also, and a few years younger than us, but as Josh said they were a good match up, we all respected each other’s space and the night always ended with a parental type hug amongst friends. We just knew many nights Harry’s friend headed to Harry’s apartment for the night, as his car was still in the parking lot when we woke in the morning.

One day I was in class and stayed after for some clarification from the professor, I spent way too long and was running late for my next class which had an important test, one of those miss it and fail tests, so I began outright running across campus, cutting through gardens and hopping over stone walls. My destination was in sight, only 15 or so steps to the door when I slipped and fell, tumbling down the stairs, uncontrollably, hitting my head multiple times. I felt a bit battered and hurt in many places, but I seemed to be ok otherwise. I was laying there with my eyes open and I could see 6 maybe 7 or 8 people staring down at me, I tried to tell them I’m ok, just help me up, but I couldn’t speak, then I realized I couldn’t move either. I stared as far as my eye movement would allow me, people seemed panicked, then I heard sirens, I passed out, I woke inside the ambulance, restricted, but I still couldn’t move, an EMS person working on me, then suddenly I was unconscious again.

Somehow I thought it was a dream but I couldn’t wake up, then I also had flashbacks to our car accident in Ohio a few years ago, it was my last time in an ambulance and someone who was with me almost dying. Memories were fading as I slipped in and out of unconsciousness, over and over again.

I woke up early the next morning,…. well it was light outside anyway, and I think it was the next morning. I was laying on my side, almost in a fetal position. I knew I was in a hospital, but why? I had no recollection of what had happened. Then I realized there was a person sitting in a chair against the bed, asleep with his head on the sheets between my knees and elbows. I wasn’t sure who he was, but he appeared to be worried and exhausted, he seemed to be out cold. Surely if I had been in some sort of accident my parents would be here, but where were they? Thoughts ran through my head, was I in a car? with them? Are they hurt too? Do they know? And who is this person? What day is this? Am I late for school? Mom and dad will worry if I didn’t come home last night, I began wondering if mom remembered to make my lunch last night. There was an odd feeling overcoming me as I closed my eyes and tried to remember. Things in my brain just seemed scrambled.

A few minutes later, a nurse came in turning on the lights and swinging the curtain open. “Good Morning Dave, I see you’ve finally woken up”, she pushed a button summoning a doctor saying “Dr Jessup will be in here shortly”. “You’ve had quite a scare.” Then she shook the person, whose head was lying on my bed, saying “Josh….Josh…. someone here probably wants to see you.” The person raised his head and he smiled at me, then suddenly rose and hugged me, kissing my cheeks and his fingers ran through my hair, then he planted his lips right on mine as I backed off as much as possible in that bed, but it was no use, his tongue penetrated my lips and I subconsciously enjoyed it, and began to kiss him back, but who was this stranger? And oh no, what will my parents think, I mean I always knew I had feelings for other boys but wait ,….. I know… this is still a dream? I spoke for the first time, Mom? Dad? Then this guy Josh said “they’ve been called and they are still home waiting to hear from us this morning, they secured a flight later today and will get here as soon as they can”. I replied “Flight? aren’t I in Springfield? Where am I? What Happened? Who are you?”

Suddenly this guy Josh, moved back in horror, the nurse quickly moved to his side as if to comfort him. His eyes started to tear up, as he said “Dave?”…”Dave?”… “Its me Josh….. Josh…. Your boyfriend….? I looked at him in bewilderment and thought Boyfriend? I’m in high school and I don’t have a boyfriend this must be a bad joke or a dream. With that the doctor came in and Josh and the nurse backed away. He did all kinds of tests, shining lights in my eyes, following his fingers, having me touch my nose, raise my right foot then my left, hitting my knees with a small hammer, listening to my heart, blood pressure. All the while he was talking to me. He asked what I remember, I told him “nothing”, he asked me what day it was, I wasn’t sure, he asked me the year, and again I wasn’t sure. I did know my name was Dave, I knew my parents, my home address, and I could name my high school teachers, and my friends names, then he asked me my birthday and I knew that, but then he asked how old I was, and I really didn’t know, how could I forget that, surely 16 or 17 maybe? He turned toward Josh and said well, it appears we need to do further tests but I’m going to speculate, I think we have some short term memory loss here. A worried Josh asked “what does that mean?” the doctor explained to him that sometimes it just takes time and something somewhere may trigger something, and it can come back, it usually does, but there is a slight chance that his recent memory may be lost, but he said he would order more tests “and in the meantime, I want you to talk to him about whatever you can about the last 4 or 5 years, as you know it. He thinks he’s still in high school. But I need to explain this to him first”.

I was somewhat insulted, as I heard it all, and that the doctor was talking to this guy Josh about me and not my parents and who was this guy? Then the doctor spoke to me, “Dave you’ve had a serious accident, you fell down some concrete stairs and you got yourself banged up pretty bad, physically you’ll be OK, your muscle coordination has come back,  the cuts and bruises will heal, but somehow your recent memories are locked up inside you. Dave, you are a Junior at State University, you’re in New York. Josh here, was listed as your emergency contact in your phone, he put me in touch with your parents. I talked to your parents yesterday by phone when you were brought in, and they told me I could release any information to Josh. Now we need to do more tests, but in the meantime I want you to listen to the things Josh asks and tells you, and I want him to also try to question you on things that he knows about you, to see if you remember anything. Now this is important, physically you are OK you have no broken bones and a few bad bruises. Mentally you need to try your hardest to remember the things that Josh tells or questions you on. I’ll check back later when we can get the tests scheduled.”

Oh my God this is hitting me like a ton of bricks. I’m in New York?, I’m in college?, I have a boyfriend?, My parents know him?, Shit, when did this all happen? As Josh sat beside me and reached for, and held my hand, he squeezed it and began rubbing it with his other hand. He started by saying, “Dave, the first thing I want you to know is I Love You, and you love me” I still looked at him in disbelief, but his touch on my hand felt nice. Just then the door opened and a man and woman came in, somehow they knew me, and I think I should know them, their voices are familiar, as were their facial features, but I just couldn’t place them, I’ve seen them before. The woman ran right to me and hugged me for dear life and Josh kind of giggled, knowing that I hadn’t had a clue, it made me smile as I looked at those blue eyes of his and cute dimpled face and thought to myself, if he is my boyfriend, how the hell did I land this guy. Josh explained it was his parents, and they love and accept me too, and apparently I even lived two semesters with all of them in their home. Oh and I now share an apartment with Josh too. Well anyway after a lot of repeat explaining to Josh’s parents they decided to go call my parents to fill them in and leave us alone for a while.

Josh knew more about me than I expected, Tommy, my parents, my house, my home town, Christmas at home, my father’s feed store, Pudgy the horse, my bedroom, even painful details of my sister who died before I was born. Damn it scared me to no end. He explained our meeting as freshman, he went on to describe our first kiss, he made me horny, as he described our encounter on the trail, our bar hoping and escapades, he explained in embarrassing details our sexual encounters, he described my body in detail, what I like and don’t like. He stood and took my hand and placed it on his crotch and said “you do like this, as do I”, and made me feel his hard on. Now don’t get me wrong, but I liked it and all, but it just felt so wrong. Just then the nurse came in with a wheelchair and said it was time for some more tests. Josh sat back down , I could tell he was scared and sad, it made me feel bad, how can I not remember this guy, he was hot, in that moment I kind of also felt proud of myself, I had a cute boyfreind.

In the coming hours, I also spoke on the phone to my parents who were on their way to the airport in Springfield, they assured me that all that Josh was telling me was correct, and to just keep working with him, they’d be here in a few hours. Josh continued to comfort me and somehow I felt comforted by him, as he tried to tell me everything he knew about myself and our lives together, some of it embarrassed me and he thought it was cute. My parents showed up and I was a bit startled by their looks, they seemed a bit older, not much, but yes older than the memories in my head, but there was no doubt in my mind it was them, they hugged and kissed Josh, they knew I was gay. It was so frustrating not knowing what everyone else did. Somewhere around 9PM the nurse came in and told everyone they had to leave, it was way past visiting hours and Josh insisted on staying as he did the night before. My parents and Josh’s parents bid us goodbye, with hugs and kisses and they left together as my parents were staying at Josh’s house with them.

Finally alone again with Josh, my mind was exhausted by this information overload, I began stare at the ceiling tiles and cry, angry with myself for not remembering what sounded like a wonderful life, would these memories ever come back to me? Josh stood, released the side of the bed, powered it flat and climbed up alongside me. I moved to my side in order to make room for his larger body as he snuggled up as the large spoon, he seemed to fit perfectly, then he ran his hand into my open back gown, up over my side and nestled his palm over my left breast, his thumb gently brushing back and forth across my nipple. His nose just inches away from my neck, I could feel the warm breath as he whispered sweet things to me soothing me even more. I’m sure only moments went by before I was out cold again.

I was awoken by a gentle hand brushing across my abs from my chest to my underwear waist band. It was morning and we were still spooned. Each brush he went lower and lower, until he brushed my morning wood through my underwear. He stopped and cupped me, and drew me back closer into his crotch, and I realized I felt his semi poking into my ass through his sweatpants as he raised his head, kissing my cheek, saying good morning. I was nervous and a bit afraid, but it all felt so good, and oh so right, who was I to stop him? I twisted my head still in some pain but enabling our lips to meet as he began kissing me and eventually parting my lips with his tongue. It was like I knew what I was doing as I kissed him back and we explored each other’s mouth. Then he slipped his hand into my waistband and I felt his skin touching my dick, he maneuvered it through his fingers and made me ache for more. I didn’t want him to stop and I wanted to reach over and grab him, I seemed to know what and how I needed to do things, but my mind said I was still a virgin with only jerk off experience, yet I wanted to fuck this guy. Soon he pulled his sweats down exposing his dick and he began poking my ass as he slid the underwear band down past my butt cheeks, and I felt his pre cum covered cock head slide up and down my crack while his hand worked its magic on my shaft and balls. I had the biggest desire to turn around to see his dick, I tried to turn toward him and somehow we reversed spoons now my dick was poking his ass and my hands were caressing his dick over his side. As I kissed the back of his neck, Josh began moaning in pleasure as I slid my dick in his ass crack and stopped at his budding hole, he silently thrust back slightly and I gave a shove at the same time and I swear it almost slid inside. Was I really doing this? Was I about to butt fuck this guy in my hospital bed? Just then he reached a handful of spit back onto my dick and his hole and he reached up to grab my ass and pushed me toward his hole. Realigned I bent at the waist while he held firm and in my dick head went. He pulled my ass cheek harder in towards him more, and I felt my shaft slowly sliding up that hole and deeper into his chamber until I was all the way in, I was deep inside, my fuzzy balls were resting on his smooth warm ass cheeks. He moaned as he slowly wiggled back and forth against me, I felt great, I didn’t want to stop. I began to move against him, creating minimal movement with maximum slippage in and out. Three full pumps and I was done, I tried to pull out but he held me there. Between his hand still holding my ass and his chamber squeezing down me, I felt my cum stream out in fluid volleys, as I grabbed him around his chest and we waited for the feeling to subside. I was in awe of what just happened. He began to shift and turn towards me, began kissing me, with his eyes open and I saw those blue beauties staring me down. He began jerking himself, eventually Cumming on my now flaccid dick as I stared down at this marvelous chiseled creature, still wondering how I could have ever wound up with him. Only hoping and praying that I wouldn’t ever wake up from this dream. It was a beautiful moment, yet I was so saddened and angry, I didn’t remember what I needed to remember. Just then the nurse opened the door turned on the light threw open the curtain, for a moment, before closing it down quickly saying she’ll be back in a few moments. Josh and I laughed, he said it was like old times and nothing was wrong, as we giggled together, we both got up and cleaned up what we could and assumed “normal adult” behavior by the time she returned. Somehow I knew this guy Josh… he was special to me, and somehow felt I was very special to him. I broke down and finally asked him how I did, and he playfully answered “ok for your second first time, its not that often you get to have two first times and with the same partner”, and we giggled.