Parallel Lives

Chapter 2

Dawson

I grew up in Mooresville, raised by a single mom, my father skipped town when I was about 2. He stopped by when I was 8 and again when I was 13. I didn’t really talk to him, he didn’t seem too interested in me and the feeling was totally mutual. Other than those times, mom or I never brought him up in conversation. My mom was a teller at one of the local banks, the pay wasn’t great, but mom always found ways to get us what we needed.

It wasn’t always easy, I was born with a birth defect in my heart. It could be corrected with surgery, but the doctors told mom that they wouldn’t do it until after I was at least five years old, it was too dangerous until I was older. So, until I was five, I was a regular at the city hospital, this was another reason why mom didn’t try to find a better paying job. She was afraid if she had to get new health insurance, that it wouldn’t cover me, as I had a preexisting condition. With my condition, even a cold could be fatal, so as soon as I showed any signs of being sick, I was put in the hospital so they could monitor me. We were soon on a first name basis with a lot of great nurses. About six months after my fifth birthday, I had my operation and after two weeks in the hospital, I was leaving a healthy little boy. We did have to go back every six months for checkups for a few years, but after I was 10, I only had to have annual checkups. As I was leaving the hospital the last time, I told all the nurses that I would be back when I graduated from nursing school. At 10 years old, I knew what I wanted to do with my life and my goal never changed all the way through high school.

As I got to my teen years, all my friends were starting to become interested in girls and dating. I was discovering that I was more attracted to guys, after freshman health class I knew for sure that I was gay. We covered the topic in the human sexuality chapter. Because I assumed I was the only gay kid in our school, I didn’t tell any of my friends or classmates. I did, however, tell my mom and she handled it in true supermom fashion. I asked her a few questions and she answered as best she could, she set up an appointment with my guidance counselor to help us find the answers to the rest. I still enjoyed being with my friends, just joking with them whenever the subject of girls came up and not telling them that I was gay.

I joined the basketball team in my sophomore year, I really like playing and seeing all the young jocks in the locker room didn’t hurt either. I became friends with several of the other players, that I had never hung out with before. One of those guys was Max Walters, he was also in my biology class. Since I knew, I was going to go into nursing, I was taking all my science classes very seriously, and doing well in them.

One day after basketball practice, the coach blew his whistle, “ok, that’s enough for today, hit the showers.”

As the rest of the team headed to the locker room, Max said, “hey Dawson, you want to shoot around a little bit longer?”

I grabbed the closest ball, “sure, let me text mom and tell her I’ll be a little bit late.”

We shot baskets for about a half hour, talking about classes and such.

Max asked, “so, how did you do on the last Bio test?”

I shot the ball, “I got an A, how about you?”

He said, “I got a C-, I just don’t get this section.”

I walked toward him, “I can help you study sometime if you want.”

He smiled, “really? That would be great. How about tonight?”

I shrugged, “sure, I guess that would be ok, my mom said she had meeting tonight.”

He put his ball on the rack, “cool, let’s go.”

We went to the locker room, Max grabbed his bag and headed to the door.

I asked, “aren’t you going to shower?”

He shook his head, “no, we can shower at my place.”

I grabbed my bag and followed him out the door and to his house. We walked into an empty house and found a note on the table next to some money.

Max,

Dad and I went to your sister’s concert, won’t be home until late, if you are hungry, you can order a pizza.

Love, Mom.

After he read the note, he said, “my sis is a music major at the college across town, I guess she had a concert tonight. Let’s go to my room.”

I followed him down the hall, he started pulling his shirt off after he tossed his bag on the bed.

He said, “come on, we’ll shower before we start to study.”

I pulled my shirt off, “ok, I’ll let you go first.”

He laughed, “it’s ok, there’s room for both of us, hell we would have showered together in the locker room. Get undressed.”

My mind raced, Max is a three sport, all around jock. Dark curly hair and eyes, a killer six-pack and thick muscular legs topped off with a firm round ass. I was going to have to think of anything to keep from getting a stiffy in front of him. He was already standing in front of me completely naked, wow, ok Dawson, hold it together. I dropped my shorts and followed him down the hall to the bathroom, my eyes never leaving the melons bouncing in front of me. He turned the water as we both stepped into the tub/shower. I pulled the curtain closed as he turned the water on, this was a normal size shower, we were standing right next to each other. Max stepped under the water and shampooed his hair, he stood facing me as he leaned his head back rinsing the soap from his hair. I tried to keep from looking, but I had to take a peek, damn, what a perfect cock. Max ran his hands through his hair one last time.

He said, “your turn, here let me get around you, so you can get under the water.”

I stepped back against the wall to make room, instead of turning his back to me to get by, he faces me and his cock brushes against my thigh. I froze, not sure what to do, he kept going by me and once again brushed my other thigh. I quickly turn into the water, with my back toward him as I felt my cock start to grow. Shit, did he do that on purpose? I tried to act as if nothing happened and reached for the shampoo bottle that was in the caddy under the shower head. I start to lather up my hair, just as I am calming down from the cock brush that just occurred. Max reaches around me to get the body wash, and said, “just going to grab the soap to lather up.” Once again, his cock brushed against me, this time, across my ass cheek. Fuck, my cock sprang to life. He put the bottle of body wash back in the caddy, this time I swear his dick was also hard as it brushed my ass. I rinsed the soap from my hair and turned slightly to try to see if he was indeed hard, or if it was just my imagination. It was not my imagination. Max started to switch places with me again to rinse himself off, I felt his cock slowly rub all the way across both my cheeks this time. He turned toward me once he was under the water, He caught the sight of my hard dick sticking straight out.

He grinned, “good, I didn’t want to be the only one.” He reached down and grabbed my cock with his soapy hand, while he looked me straight in the eyes. “Can I clean this for you?”

I felt a slight moan slip out, he used his other hand to take my hand and place it on his dick. I looked down and wrapped my hand around the cock that had fueled my jack off dreams for the last 4 months. We started to stroke each other, my instinct kicked in and I moved in for a kiss. Max kissed me back and we both sped up our stroking of each other’s dicks. A few minutes later, he whispered, “I’m getting close.”

I looked down just in time to see his cock spit out stream after stream of his hot creamy cum across my leg. The sight pushed me over the edge, and I shot my load on his leg and we stood there watching our mixed seed run down the drain.

Max smiled at me, “hey, are you ok?”

I nodded, “yeah, I think so.”

He ran his hand across my cock again, “you have a nice dick.”

I stammered, “thanks, so do you.” I thought a minute, “how did you know that I would let you do that?”

He smiled, “you didn’t argue when I said we could shower here, you followed me straight to the shower and when I brushed my cock across your leg, you didn’t get upset.”

I asked, “so, you’ve done this before?”

He nodded, “a couple times.”

I was a little bit surprised, “huh, I thought I was the only one.”

He turned the water off, “no, there are a few more than just you.”

I took the towel that he handed me, “a few more?”

He snickered, “sure, Mike Martin, Ray Johnson and I all mess around sometimes.”

He was talking about all this just like we were talking about the weather, I asked, “so, you are all… gay?”

Max threw his towel in the hamper, “I don’t know about that, Mike definitely is, Ray isn’t, he just likes his dick sucked and I enjoy being with both guys and girls. We all just know that it’s easier to get a blow job from a buddy than it is from any of the girls at school.” I followed him back to his bedroom, once again enjoying watching his perfect ass. He sat on his bed, still making no attempt to get dressed.

I asked, “blow jobs, you guys give each other blow jobs?”

He smiled and nodded, “sure, just like this.” He fell to his knees in front of me and wrapped his lips around my once again hard cock. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders to keep from falling. Within a few minutes I was shooting my second load of cum in the last half hour. Thank God a sixteen-year-old can recoup quickly. Max gave me a few pointers and I returned the favor and tasted cum for the first time.

We started to dress, he said, “maybe next time Mike and Ray can join us, just remember that this all stays between us four.”

I said, “yeah, no problem and I think that sounds like fun.”

We went out to the kitchen, ordered a pizza and did our Bio homework, finishing just as Max’s parents came home. Max, Mike, Ray and I spent the next two years having many study sessions, sometimes two of us, or three or all four.

After graduating from high school, we all headed off to college, I was staying in town, Max and Ray were going to the state college a couple of hours away, and Mike was headed out of state.

While I enjoyed the fun we had in high school, I knew that I wanted to find a more stable relationship. I met Noah in English Lit. One of those general ed classes that we all hated. He was about 5’10”, had red hair and green eyes, he appeared to have a trim built, his legs were covered with sexy ginger hair.

Studying seems to be a good way to meet a guy, Noah and I met at the library to prepare for a test and after an hour of studying, we found ourselves back at his dorm room. As we talked about high school, I casually mentioned me and my buddies, he asked me about the things that we did and as I told him, I noticed the tent forming in his shorts.

A few minutes later we were kissing and pulling each other’s clothes off. As soon as we were both naked, our hard dicks were rubbing against each other, both leaking precum. I took Noah’s cock in my hand, he was thick, not too long, about 6”, but still had his foreskin. I sat there staring and pulling it up and down over the head of his dick. He just looked at me.

I turned to him, “this is the first time I have seen one that is uncircumcised.”

He smiled, “do you like it?”

I went down to suck him, “yes, very much.” I ran my tongue around the head and under the foreskin. I massaged his nuts as I went as deep as I could on his cock. We moved into a sixty-nine position so we could enjoy each other, fingering our asses as we sucked. Noah worked first one finger and then two into my hole, I threw my head back, moaned and pulled my legs up, fully exposing myself to him. He pulled his fingers out and dove in with his tongue, I reached down to spread my cheeks so that he could go as deep as he wanted. I held his head tight against my ass, loving the feel of him getting my hole nice and slick.

I pushed Noah back and panted, “give me your cock, please.”

He grinned and moved so his dick was aimed straight at my eager hole. He leaned for a kiss and slowly slid his cock in until his ginger covered nuts were smashed against my ass. I grabbed his ass and thrust back with every stroke until Noah was pounding me without mercy. He leaned back into me and resumed kissing me and he quit “fucking” me and started to “make love”. Oh my God, this guy was pushing all my buttons. The way he switched from pounding me to being so gentle, was amazing. I went lightheaded and felt my cock erupt between our abs, both of us were dripping in my cum. Noah pulled out and shot his load, mixing it with mine. He licked up a big mouthful and brought our cum cocktail to my mouth, as we shared another deep cum filled kiss.

After we regained our composure, we shared a sensual shower and went back to bed and held each other.

I snuggled against his chest, “that was pretty amazing.”

He kissed me on the top of my head, “was it better than the group sessions with your high school buddies?”

He looked up at him, “oh yes, by far, it was ten times better.”

He looked shocked, “really?”

I nodded, “sure, when we were in high school, we were all just wanting to get off, this was different.”

Noah asked, “what do you mean? How was it different?”

I sat up next to him, “well, I don’t want to scare you off or anything, but I feel a connection with you, when I was with those other guys were just messing around. With you, it seems like it means something. Sorry I don’t mean to get all mushy on you.”

He chuckled, “that’s ok, I think I know what you mean, I have messed around with guys before and it never really bothered me that I never saw them again. I think I want to see you again.”

I smiled, “I know I want to see you again.”

He gave me a kiss, “good, so what do you want to do now, go another round or go out to eat?”

I laughed, “see, that’s what I am talking about, I want to go get something to eat, I just want to spend time with you, it doesn’t matter what we are doing. Oh, I do want us to fuck our brains out whenever we get the chance, but I just want to be with you.”

He smiled, “I want all that stuff too, let’s go eat.”

For the rest of our college years, we were a couple, my mom loved Noah and his family felt the same about me.

Not only was I well on my way to fulfilling my career goals, but I had also met the man that I wanted to grow old with.