stay in bed till
"AAAAaaaaaGGGHH!!!!" he groaned as he rolled over
to bury his face in Kevin's neck.
Kevin half woke up, throwing his arm over Robby. "Can't we just stay in bed all morning,
babe???" Robby reached down to
grasp the cock he knew would be stiff with morning wood.
"I wish! After the fuck you threw me last night, I
deserve a day's rest!"
Kevin reached down to grasp his lover's ass cheek. "Would you believe me if I said I was
sorry?" His face still in Kevin's
neck he answered, "No." Kevin chuckled before he asked, "Why are
you going through so much trouble for these guys? They'd be just as impressed with a case of
imported beer and a pizza supreme!"
Kevin knew the answer. Robby was
just looking for an excuse to show off his cooking. It didn't bother Kevin; Robby was very good
at it. But at the moment, he'd rather
stay in bed to see about finding a place to stick his morning wood. Kevin was half-consciously caressing the ass
crack he knew so well, stroking it and teasing the little rose.
"Mmmmmmm! I'll
give you a week to cut that out!" Robby said as he curled up a little
closer to the man in his bed so that Kevin could reach his ass better--even if
it was still a little sore after the late night they'd had. His eyes still
shut; Kevin got a little smirk on his face as he slid his middle finger into
his boyfriend's ass. He felt Robby pull
against him, his ass push out, and his face nuzzle close. He loved the remarkable ways he could get his
lover to respond by the simplest of actions.
"OOoooooOOOooo, Keeeeeevin!!!" Robby said with his
face buried in the hairy chest of his friend.
"I really need to get to the market," he whined. As an after-thought, he added, "And
don't you have a lunch date with your study group??"
Kevin answered, "That's three hours away. I got plenty
of time until then."
With that he rolled over on Robby and dug his finger a
little deeper... Robby moaned more appreciatively. Kevin loved the uninhibited way Robby
expressed himself, especially verbally.
Soon Robby was spreading himself out on his belly, opening himself up to
his boyfriend and his probing fingers, for now there were two in his slightly
sore ass. He moaned, not in pain but in
contentment and pleasure.
Kevin grinned to himself: how could a guy 10 years his
senior turn into such a little boy for him. Sure, part of it was his good looks
and his naturally young face; Robbie's whole family was similarly blessed by
this genetic trait. But it was also his mannerisms, his desire to please, his playfulness,
and his boyish charm. Several of Kevin's friends seemed to particularly hate
the fact that Robby still got carded when they didn't. Kevin loved the tight
little body that was his to play with.
As much as Robby might complain about being sore and having stuff to do,
he also knew the decision was his as to what happened next.
As Kevin thought about it, his finger instinctively went to
the little organ that could bring Robby to a climax without even touching his
dick. He rubbed it gently, bringing a loud, soulful moan from his sprawling partner. He grinned; he loved the power he had at
times. But he decided his partner had
been right: both of them had things to do that morning. And while he would
never ever consider letting Robby think he'd actually "won" an
argument-as long as the decision was his, he could occasionally bend with the
wind. So with another pass of his finger over the prostate and another loud
moan of pleasure, he withdrew his finger and climbed out of bed.
"Heeeey!" moaned Robby, still spread out over the
covers. Kevin grinned to himself,
"I thought you were too sore and you had stuff to do," he teased. He
left the room and waited for his hard-on to subside so that he could rid himself
of last night's wine and cappuccinos. Suddenly, there was a warm hand on his
shoulder and a set of lips pressed to his back.
"I love you but sometimes you are such a maniacal bastard-you do
realize this-right?" Robby moaned into the soft warm skin beneath his
lips.
While freeing his bladder, Kevin said, "I have it on
good authority that you'd get bored and leave me if I weren't, Baby." He
shook his penis and stepped aside for his shorter friend as he went to brush
his teeth. "Who the fuck told you that?" Robby said in his sleepy
voice. "You did, Baby," Kevin whispered in Robby's ear, getting
toothpaste foam all over it.
An hour later they were both ready, Robby dressed casually
for a day at the market, Kevin wearing a sharp shirt, slacks and the tie that Robby
had just bought him.
Kevin was wondering if he should mention where the lunch was
gonna be Robby was great about his bisexual issues. Not only had they discussed them at length,
but they had also agreed to talk about them if anything came up. But was eating
lunch with a few guys at a female strip club worth bothering him over? Since nothing was going to happen, he decided
to just ignore the issue. No sense
bothering Robby over nothing.
Robby and Kevin walked down the stairs together, Robby
bouncing in his "I'm going to spend money at the market" way, Kevin
grinning at his 35 y/o boyfriend who might as well have been going on 20
sometimes. They kissed at the
garage. Robby bounded out the side door.
Robby loved the
Meanwhile, Kevin arrived at Mon's Venus a little early,
because traffic had been usually light.
Even at
Soon his fellow law students would be arriving to discuss
the ominous BAR EXAM.
Even before he'd met Robby online, this wouldn't have been
his first choice of study areas, but Tom and Davis had made the decision, and
he'd made a point of telling them that even if he were living with his
boyfriend now, he was still the same Kevin they'd known before and that he was
still up for things like this. He had
the distinct impression that they'd begun to test him on this, trying to locate
the extent of his boundaries, but so far this had only been minor stuff.
Robby spent all morning making the tangerine and ginger
brandy glaze for the Salmon steaks. The
asparagus and sugar snap peas were as fresh as he liked them, and everything else
seemed right. He hated how empty the
house seemed without Kevin to fill it, but he was ok by himself. He'd lived on
his own. How could this be any
different?
Still, thoughts of Kevin's constant sexual overtures,
thoughts of how Kevin had almost shot him off the side of the bed last night,
and thoughts about what Kevin could possibly see in a guy his age, these musings
kept him company as he prepared the food.
At
At
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! Smells GREAT!!!" Robby heard Kevin say in a slightly slurred voice. A minute later he felt Kevin's arms encircle his waist and a familiar nuzzle on his neck.
Just as he was gonna turn, a whiff of stale cigarette smoke
and staler beer hit his nostrils, "CHA-RIST!" He snorted, "What
booze hall did you crawl out of????"
Kevin stopped abruptly, "Do I really smell that
bad?"
Worried that he might have hurt Kevin's feelings, Robby
quickly turned with a smile, adding, "Nothing a quick shower and a new set
of clothes won't cure baby!"
Kevin took the hint and turned to go to the bathroom. At the door he stopped, singing out,
"Oh, Robby?"
Robby turned and looked at the 6'2" man with the
wonderfully hairy chest, the short brown hair and the intensely savvy, brown
eyes. "Yeah?" Robby asked with
a smile.
"You wanna join me?" Kevin was serious, and Robby did, in fact,
want to join him. ,but he really had too much cooking to leave just then. His
face said all Kevin needed to know as he slipped into the bathroom. "Oh well, your loss!" And then the
door closed.
Robby returned to the food but thought to himself that he
really needed to find out where Kevin had been.
Drinking and sitting in bars weren't part of his usual study habits; he
took his studies as paramount in his life. At times, Robby felt, even he had
taken second seat. Still, he thought, he
wished only the best for Kevin. How
could he reasonably expect Kevin to just drop everything he'd been doing for
his whole life to kiss his forehead?
Then he grinned, cause when Kevin did drop his books to kiss his forehead,
it was all the more special.
An hour after the shower had gone off, Kevin was still in
the room, Robby knew he wasn't asleep due to the noises, but he had no idea
what Kevin was up to, and there was no sense trying to yell
over Kevin's LED ZEPPLIN 4 CD. Robby had
realized some time ago that he was no match for Robert Plant's voice and Jimmy
Page's guitar, not to mention John Bonham's drums.
Finally, Robby got to a point where he could take a break
from cooking and went in to find Kevin piling clothes on the bed. As he was about to thank Kevin for helping
with the laundry, he saw Kevin toss a pile of clean shirts, HIS shirts, on the
messy bed.
"What the hell are you doing????" Robby asked,
annoyed yet polite, from the doorway?
Kevin popped out with a smile, "Deciding what we're wearing tonight."
Then as he looked at the messy bed, he added, "Don't worry, Baby, I'll put
this all back when I'm through." Still dressed only in his towel, he
stepped over to Robby, grabbed Robby firmly by the shoulder, and pulled him
into an abrupt but thoroughly passionate kiss.
Kevin enjoyed the way Robby went from stiff and
disinterested to a malleable boy lost in the moment, wanting only to give
himself to that kiss from his lover.
Kevin finally released Robby from the hold he had on him, at least the
physical one. Kevin smiled and bent over
to swat Robby playfully on the ass. Robby smiled broadly and bounced out of the
room. Kevin watched and decided he needed to check Robby's ID card. He laughed
to himself, thinking of Robby getting into the local gay bars at age 10 with a
really good fake ID.
"KEV-in" Robby finally yelled after the doorbell
had rung three times. He couldn't stop
stirring or watching the fish, so he needed Kevin to get the door.
"KEEEVVV!" he began to yell before a deep voice
yelled back, "GOOOOOOOTTTT IT!" Robby soon heard talking and a laugh
from the other room as Kev popped in to announce: "Joe and Larz are
here. They say Patrick is right behind them."
"Well make them a drink and finish setting the table
will you please, Baby?"
Robby tried not making it sound like an order, and Kevin
didn't take it as such. Still, Kevin
thought, it was so much easier tossing beers at them and ordering pizzas.
After a few minutes Robby heard the door open and soon felt
hands around his waist as a chin rested on his head and a deep voice said,
"Well that smells damned good, Robby!"
"Thank you, Larz.
You wanna grab a bowl of hollandaise sauce while you're here?"
Robby wasn't sure how to take Larz. The
last few times they'd been together, he'd gotten the distinct impression that
Larz was being more then casually flirtatious.
"For you? Anything Robby!"
Robby turned to face the stove, not sure how to take
Larz. He was one of Kevin's gay law students,
but he still gave him a weird feeling.
Robby had to admit though that Larz was attractive enough, at 6'4",
blond, and blue-eyed. Larz left the
impression that he KNEW it, and that made him less desirable.
At dinner, Kevin and Robby sat at the head of the table with
the other three filling in the empty chairs.
The dinner went over famously; the food was scarffed down with
exuberance. At one point Larz looked
Robby in the eyes and said "My Dear, this is the best food I've eaten
since I was in
Robby blushed and looked down; he hoped Kevin didn't see the
look Larz gave him.
Kevin did see it, and despite his best intentions, he didn't
like Larz very much. Still he said and
did nothing; Kevin was new to this lifestyle, so he didn't understand all the
complexities of it. But he trusted his instincts
and wasn't happy.
After dinner, they were getting ready to go out when Kevin
said they would have to wait. Robby had
to go change before going out since he'd been in the kitchen all day.
Robby looked at Kevin for a second, grateful to be getting
out of those particular clothes but also sensing that Kevin was up to
something. "Go on, I picked your clothes out to save time. They're on your dresser." Robby rose, excusing himself, not taking his
eyes off Kevin, as if by staring at his inscrutable partner he could glean some
clue as to what Kevin had planned.
Experience had taught him already that arguing, trying to outwit, and
trying to plan a surprise on Kevin were useless. So Robby strode from the room while Kevin
entertained the guests.
Robbie could hear the banter and laughter as he went into
the bedroom, which, true to Kevin's word, was as clean as he'd found it earlier
that day. On the bed lay his dark grey
sport coat and favorite pants, a white shirt, a metallic maroon patterned tie,
his black shoes. Everything down to his
underwear was picked out for him. This
had never happened before, leaving Robby curious until he noticed the hole in
the back of his underwear. Robby had a
sly grin as he stripped to shower quickly in the bathroom. After a quick
washing and rinsing, he stepped out to quickly dress. He grinned in the foggy
mirror as he put his "chosen" pair of underwear on. The hole nestled
right against Kevin's favorite spot.
Kevin had picked his coat carefully the day they'd gone to pick it out;
it went perfectly with Robby's short, narrow build. The slight pin striping accentuated
Robby's build as much as the color did his soft brown eyes and darker
complexion. Fully assembled, Robby
paused to look in the mirror, took the gold hoops that Kevin had bought him,
placed them in his ears, carefully looked over his goatee and beard, looked at
his hair, put a little spray of Izzy Miyaki on.
"Viola," he thought, "DONE!"
Although his entrance was for Kevin, Larz stole the moment
by whistling and commenting that he wished he could find a guy who could dress so
well. Robby, trying to appear complimented and not like a piece of meat, said,
"Thanks, Larz, I'm sure a guy as."
While searching for the word, Larz smiled and added,
"Studley???"
Robby smiled weakly: "Yeah, a guy as
"Studley" as you are won't have trouble finding a guy." He very
purposely didn't add anything about "keeping him" or "what kind
of guy that might be" though. As
the rest were ready, they set out, Joe, Patrick and Larz in one car, and Robby
and Kevin in Kevin's Miata.
At the club they spent a few minutes getting drinks. Patrick saw a friend he needed to go to talk
too while Joe found a friend with obviously gym-built perfection to chat
with. Meanwhile, Kevin leaned over and
bit Robby on the neck. "Why are we
here again?" He whispered in
Robby's ears. Robby moved against Kevin and sighed...
Content to let the world pass him by as he languished with
the man he loved.
Arching his neck back so he could speak to the big man
behind him, he said with closed eyes, "Cause your friends wanted to go out
as a group, and you never do anything with them," he said as his cheek
brushed against the strong chin of Kevin, who was holding him from behind. Suddenly Kevin moved his head forward,
allowing their lips to brush against each other as Kevin took the mouth beneath
his. Tongues teased each other as lips locked, and two bodies made this
difficult form of kissing possible.
After a few moments, Kevin lifted Robby up in a tight hug... Still
kissing Robby as he put his boy- friend down.
Kevin broke the kiss to nudge Robby's ear. "I still can't get over
all this," he half-whispered and half-kissed into Robby's sensitive ear.
Like an extension of Kevin, Robby formed perfectly to the
body of the much larger guy behind him. Still offering his ear to the gorgeous
man who held him, he said, "What’d ya mean?"
Readjusting his stance behind Robby, Kevin held him tightly,
whispering, "You!"
He thought for a minute as he realized that didn't make much
sense. "I mean You, ME, US! Having
a boyfriend!"
Robby, being a little worried by this, put his hands over
the big arms in front of him: "I ummm hope you aren't saying that."
Before Robby could finish, Kevin held him tightly: "No,
I love you. It isn't that." He was
quiet for a second. Robby allowed him this time, knowing how new all this was
to Kevin. "I never thought it could be this way with a guy; I always
thought with a guy that things would be somehow."
Robby turned to face his confused boyfriend. "You mean
'Different'? Right?"
Robby asked to Kevin's chest.
Kevin scooped down and picked Robby up so that they were
face to face, his hands on Robby's butt and Robby's arms wrapped around his
neck. "Yeah, different Robby, not…" He was uncharacteristically
silent as he tried to formulate his position.
Ordinarily, this was a given and unwavering thing: Kevin's
"Position" was formed by legal precedence, the constitution, and the
sure-cut belief system he'd formulated.
And while he would have fought to the raw for the rights of two men to
live together, he wasn't yet certain where "he" fell on this issue.
Robby leaned forward and kissed Kevin's lips. "Baby,
you don't have to tell me now. I know how you feel, and how much you care for
me... That's all I need for now!" Smiling a huge smile, Kevin wrapped Robby
up in his arms and kissed him passionately.
"AHEM!"
Larz said rather loudly. 'There
are OTHER people here you two realize?" he added as he broke the lovebirds
up. Quickly, Robby and Kevin realized
that they were in a small crowd of people mostly watching them. Smiling, Joe said, "Kev, Robby, this is
John, Pete, and Ryan...” As Kevin realized he would have to shake hands, he set
Robby down, smiling and shaking hands.
"Sometimes," he thought, "the schmoozing was just too
much to deal with."
After an hour or so of schmoozing, a task that Kevin was
grateful his little friend was better at than himself, the crowed began to dissipate. Kevin watched with a smirk as Robby brought
drinks back for several of the crowed.
If Kevin's mind ran to such things as social maneuvering, he thought, he
could have done worse than his own social butterfly. As Robby passed out the drinks to the small
crowed, he squeezed in against Kevin even though Larz had made a clear spot by
him for "anyone" who might need a less crowded spot. As Robby took
his unobtrusive spot, leaning against Kevin, he felt one of Kevin's large arms
thrown casually around his shoulder, so he leaned into it. After a while, the two were snuggling in the
corner of the crowd.
Larz had captured the spotlight, most thoroughly enjoying
it. All of a sudden Robby seemed to lose
his grasp on his drink. Fortunately,
Kevin's hand was right there to grab it and set it on the counter behind them. What
the crowed didn't see was Kevin's hand on the back of Robby's pants, or his
finger pushing through the seam that Kevin had cut, and through the seat of
Robby's underwear. Right up to his small little rose bud. In a matter of seconds, his beer-slick finger
was creeping up the hole, causing Robby to open himself to the entry but to
behave so as not to alert anyone. Kevin smirked at this. Not one for games usually, he had been sure that
Robby had grown bored of just vanilla sex.
While nothing could have been further from the truth for Robby, there
was also no way he could refuse Kevin anything, no matter how out of the
ordinary it might be. And his insistent hard-on was proof though, fortunately,
the lighting and the density of the crowed were such that this fact was hidden.
Kevin's finger slid in and out easily, slowly fucking his
lover in front of a dozen other guys.
Robby melted further and further against Kevin, allowing a second finger
to enter eventually. The slow fucking was
causing Robby extreme pleasure and utter frustration at the same time. Finally, he could no longer hide it as Kevin
hit that magic point. Robby lost leg control and fell fully against Kevin, his
face flushing slightly.
Although Joe had seen from his angle what "might"
have been going on, he'd assumed it was just groping through the pants, smiling
but saying nothing. However, Larz wasn't so inclined. In front of everyone, he exclaimed, "OH
MY GAWD! Will you two stop it please????"
Then he reached out and grasped Robby, dragging him away from Kevin.
Fortunately, Kevin had taken his fingers out, resting them
on the bar a moment earlier.
"Listen you two!" Larz spoke loudly, "You are
too cute for words and too hung up on each other." Then he looked at the
body builder friend of Joe's and said, "Are you going to dance,
Honey?" When the black-haired body
builder smiled back at Larz, happy for the attention, Larz announced to the
group, "Well Bucky, Robby, and I are off to dance, have fun!" It didn't bother Angelo that Larz had called
him Bucky. No one ever remembered his
name, and if Larz wanted a threesome, who was he to argue?
Robby wanted to get back to Kevin, who even then looked
suddenly pissed, but couldn't fight the gym bunnies he was now surrounded
by. In fact, it seems under the careful
ministrations of Larz, at least one gym bunny was giving Robby's ass a good
grind. Robby had been caught off guard,
first by Kevin's fingering, second by Larz's surprise, and third, by Angelo's
forwardness. While this was certainly
far from NOT enjoyable (indeed, Robby had danced like this for years with any
number of guys), at the moment, he looked over to see Kevin looking a bit upset
at him and talking to Patrick.
When Larz took Robby away so easily, Kevin decided then and
there he didn't like him, not even a little.
But he trusted that Robby would be able to get right back.
"Fuck!" he thought, "This is so fucked
up." At least at a straight club, the games are a little hidden, "and
besides," he thought, "at least I know what THOSE games are!"
Suddenly Patrick was next to him with a bottle of Guinness
for him. "Here you go mate!" Patrick smiled, handing Kevin the beer
as he took a swig of his own. "Man, that Larz is unreal. I didn't think he'd actually go for Robby
right in front of you!"
Kevin had hardly paid any attention to Patrick since dinner,
a nice enough looking guy with reddish brown hair and amazingly pale skin for
the south. But Patrick's words hit him hard.
"What do you mean???" he snapped at Patrick.
Patrick, taken aback a little, looked at Kevin. "Listen, I'm sorry. I forgot you didn't
know that much about Larz...” At that Patrick looked over at the threesome on
the dance floor. Robby, at 5'5",
barely showed above the shoulders on the floor, and Kevin wasn't happy that he
all he could see clearly was Larz grinning.
Patrick followed Kevin's gaze and put a hand on his shoulder, "This
is what Larz does: he takes guys whom he wants. And Larz likes them small. It makes him feel more powerful with them. You
aren't the only guy; look at Joe."
With that Kevin looked over at Joe. He too was gazing at the dance floor with a
forlorn look on his face. Kevin turned
around, looking Patrick in the eye.
"Not Robby, he's not like that! I'm sorry for Joe, but he was mixed
up with a gym bunny, what did he expect. But NOT Robby!" Patrick looked at
the dance floor for a second, then at Kevin.
"Yeah, a 3- year-old guy who can pass for younger would
never get off on two 25-year- old guys fighting over him."
Kevin looked at Patrick with a mixture of hurt and denial,
"NO, not Robby!"
As Robby danced and tried to stay away from the two boys
dancing with him, Larz and Angelo closed in on him, Every time he tried to get away,
Larz headed him off.
But at least he was keeping his little hole a secret. Thankfully the sport coat hung low enough to
cover his little "opening." Above the broad, rhythmic shoulders,
Robby could barely make out Kevin. All
he saw was Kevin talking to Patrick. "Well,
at least he wasn't too upset,' Robby mused. When he saw Kevin looking his way,
he smiled at him, signaling him to relax because he'd be coming back. Of course, all the bodies in between and the
quick intervention of Larz's huge body cut that signal short.
"Dude, I'm sorry!" Patrick was saying as he handed
Kevin his fifth Guinness.
Kevin turned around from the dance floor. "Maybe you two should think about an
open relationship," Kevin heard Patrick say.
Robby had just looked at him and smiled like it was all
right that he was with Larz and the gym bunny.
"Had he made ANY attempts to get off the floor?" Kevin
wondered. Suddenly, he saw Robby with
his arms up, waving, sandwiched between Larz and Bucky. As Patrick turned to put his arm around Kevin
in solace, Kevin exploded, "FUCK YOU! Fuck your 'open relationship'!!!
FUCK LARZ!!! And Tell Robby, FUCK HIM too!" With that, Kevin turned around
and headed for the door, followed closely by Patrick.
"Maybe you need to calm down before you drive, Kevin!"
he was shouting as they stormed past Joe.
As Joe turned to see what the drama was, he caught up to
Patrick. "What the fuck is going
on?" Joe yelled at Patrick. Then he yelled, "Is he really gonna drive
like that?"
As the crowd poured in to erase the fact that Kevin had been
there, Patrick turned to Joe and said, "SHIT!!! He wasn't supposed to
storm out like that!!!" Joe looked at him not understanding at first. As he looked in Patrick's eyes, he saw
exactly what they had done. He pushed
Patrick out of the way like a used piece of garbage. "HEY!!!!! What the
fuck??" Patrick yelled after him.
Joe got to the floor and, as quickly as he could, reaching
the three dancing figures.
Every time Joe made a move to reach Robby, Larz stepped in
the way. Finally, Joe got tired of Larz stepping between them and shoved him
hard into a muscle boy who turned around ready to fight. "ROBBY!!! We have to go!!!" Joe
yelled over the music. Not understanding
but seeing the desperation in Joe's voice, Robby gave Joe his hand and they got
to the sidelines quickly enough. As they
got to the door Joe began to explain what had happened. Robby was overcome by fear, both of what
Kevin had thought and at what he might do in his state. Unfortunately, Patrick had driven and Joe had
no car with him. "Wait here, I'll get a cab," he said as he ran to
the side of the building.
Robby was waiting anxiously when a big hand fell on his
shoulder and spun him around. "WHERE do you think YOU'RE going?"
Larz's voice was low and deep and full of frustration. Robby was so angry he just turned his back on
Larz. Several bystanders were watching the unfolding drama already. "
Abruptly Robbie's fear was gone. Larz withdrew his hands as two fiery eyes fixed
upon him. "Get your hands off me,
"Ruining the lives of your friends and anyone who is
happy--is that how you get off, you Pathetic, miserable whore???" Larz was looking not only at the little ball
of fury before him but at the crowed gathered around him, looking on. "So YOU thought you were gonna get ME???
YOU??? With what? Your plastic smile, your half-hard dick? WHAT??? What did you think that YOU could
offer me that I didn't already have???
WHAT???"
Larz was backing into a line of spectators when he ran into
Joe. When Joe pushed him, Larz turned
around, white-faced and unsure of himself.
Joe looked at him a second, anger etching his face. He spat on Larz's face. Wiping it away with
his sleeves, Larz stood there. A few
people began laughing, then a few more, and soon he couldn't stand it, so he
ran off to the parking lot.
Meanwhile, Joe and another guy Robby didn't know came
over. "Come on! We've got to
hurry!" Joe then introduced Robby to Terry as they ran.
Things were quiet for the first few minutes after they
climbed in Terrie's car.
Laughing, Terry said, "I'm sorry guys, I know this is
serious, but I've waited two years to see that asshole go down. That was
beautiful!"
Joe spoke sternly: "That two faced bastard better not
show his face again." Then he added "Or next time I'm gonna let Robby
finish him off." He smiled at Robby though he knew it wasn't gonna have
any effect. "We're almost there bud... He didn't get out that much sooner
then we did."
Robby looked into Joe's face his own scared and pale.
"That BASTARD ate at my house... I wanted to be his friend for Kevin. Why
would he do this to us?" Then a tear welled up in his eyes, "Ohhh
god! Kevin!!! He has to know that nothing would happen!" Joe reached up from the back seat to squeeze Robbie's
shoulder.
Terry added quietly, "Larz has been doing this crap
since he got to school here...
Maybe now it will be over for a bit. We aren't all like that Robby, just remember
that, OK?"
At the apartment neither Joe nor Terry went in; instead,
they waited a while to see if Robby would be all right with Kevin. Robby took the stairs to their apartment
three at a time. He was grateful Kevin
had left the door unlocked when he'd come in.
Upon entering, he heard the bedroom door slam, "
Not fearing Kevin in the least, Robby pulled the door open
and stepped cautiously inside, "KEVIN?" Kevin stood there looking a bit like an angry
cop, full of righteous indignation, hurt, pissed, and betrayed. Slowly, and with great caution, Robby went
forward. "It was a lie; all a lie Hon. Patrick and Larz wanted to split us
up; that was their plan from the beginning!" Robby couldn't help himself
as the words started pouring out of him.
Taking this in, Kevin looked at Robby a little less
accusatorially. "What are you talking about?" he asked. Robby broke
down, all the nights' drama pouring out of him.
As he was telling how he had backed Larz up and yelled at
him, he felt Kevin's hands on his shoulders.
This was all the permission he needed to bury his face on Kevin's
shoulder and cry for a little while. It
wasn't his ordinary reaction to problems, but almost losing his boyfriend and fighting
with Larz had taken their toll. They
held each other quietly, each lost in thought.
Finally, Robby straightened up, looking Kevin in the eyes:
"Trust," was all he said. Kevin cocked his head to the side, not
understanding it completely. "I mean, that's what we did wrong, not trusting.
If we had, neither of those two SOBs could have touched us."
Kevin thought for a second, pulling Robby to him.
"You're right." Was all he said, the alcohol still evident in his
eyes and speech. Robby was quiet for a second; then he said softly, "Like I
trust that wherever you went to study today, even though I know it had to be a
strip club, that you behaved."
Kevin looked at Robby and grinned. Kevin might win the legal arguments, but
there was no trying to get away from Robby's intuition. "Yeah, we went to a strip club... It
wasn't my idea but."
Robby put his fingers to Kevin's lips. "It isn't
important, Kevin. I trust you!"
That brought an immense squeeze from Kevin.
Kevin finally lay
down on the bed, kicking his shoes off and pulling Robby down next to him. He cuddled for a bit until Robby said, "What
is my favorite scene from a movie?"
Kevin held Robby close, saying, "Easy, the funeral
scene from "Steel Magnolias."
"Ok, what's my favorite Comfort food?"
Kevin thought for a second.
"You have two, Cheese cake, or if you're feeling fat, Sugar
Pops."
Robby smiled then asked, "And what's my favorite song,
Kevin?"
"Trick question, you don't have one." Then a thought came over Kevin, and he bolted
from the room without an explanation. Upon his return, he squatted by the CD
player, set a CD in, and grabbed the remote. Then he turned to Robby, extending
an arm.
"Would you please?" He asked. "I've been going through your
CDs and found a bunch I like. This one
is a CD I have been working on for you." Robby smiled and gave Kevin his
hand and was lifted to his feet.
Suddenly they were face to chest, cheek to forehead, and
then the soulful voice of Etta James began to croon: "At laaaaaaast,
myyyyy looooove has come along. My lonely days are over, and Liiiiife is like a
song! Ohh yeah yeah, AT LAST, the stars above are blue-ue, my heart was wrapped
in clover, the night I looked at you.
I found a dream I could speak to- A dream that IIIII can
call my own. I found a thrill to rest my
cheek to, a thrill that IIIIIIII have never known!!! Ohhh yeah yeah, you smile, you smile,
ooooohhh and then the spell was cast... And here we are in heaven. For YOU
Slowly they rocked back and forth, emotions threatening to
erupt in Robby's eyes.
The gesture of Kevin's didn't escape Robby, Kevin listened
to 70's era arena rock, he adored Queen, and so his playing Etta James was even
that much more romantic. As they danced,
Kevin finally decided to answer that question he'd tried earlier in the day.
"When I was with Stephany before, I had always assumed that a guy couldn't
be like this... I mean, romantic. I KNEW they could, but I didn't expect it. Does
that make sense?"
He said to the top of Robby's hair.
"I don't know, Hon, for someone whose gonna make a
living with words, you sure can be vague," Robby teased.
They were quiet for a few moments when Kevin spoke again:
"What I was trying to say is I didn't think I could feel this way that 'I'
could feel so totally in love with a guy.
And that I had NO expectation that a guy could feel this way for
me. BUT that now that it has happened, I
have never been happier in my life. There, is that clearer?"
At first Robby didn't say a word. Then slowly, Kevin brought Robbie's face into
view. There was no hiding it from
Kevin. Robby's two eyes had gotten puffy. Rather than turn him off, Robby's endeared
him all the more to Kevin. Kevin bent
down and lifted Robby, kissing him fully on the lips.
Kevin's kissing went from soft and romantic to earnest and imploring. Kevin's hands were gently taking the shirt
off Robby. Robby was so transfixed on
Kevin's kiss that he didn't even realize his shirt was coming off till it hung
on only on his wrists.
Robby looked up to see Kevin grinning down at him. A sudden smile spread across Robby's face in
response. He grinned, holding his wrists
out to Kevin so the younger man could undo the buttons. When Robby went to undo Kevin's shirt collar,
Kevin grabbed his wrists, grinning.
"NO!" was his only response. Robby grinned,
dropping his wrists as Kevin reached down for his pants and unfastened
them. A moment later, Robby stood naked
before his boyfriend, a hard-on between his legs.
"I hear make-up sex is the best," Robby said
playfully as he stepped up to Kevin and nuzzled the space beneath his neck.
"Mmmmmmmmm, you have the best ideas!" Kevin said
as he reached down and caressed the back and shoulders of his boyfriend. Fully clothed, Kevin looked down at his
little friend, as he stood there naked, willing to do whatever his younger,
larger friend wanted. Kevin caressed his
naked boyfriend tenderly; he enjoyed the feeling of power the situation gave him.
He wasn't really one of those "daddy's" or anything. But he knew all relationships had a power
structure, and he liked knowing his power was so tangible. He also realized that Robby was not without
his merits; he exerted a great deal of energy and influence over Kevin. "Everything works out in the end,' he
smiled to himself.
Kevin began to circle Robby, he liked to look at Robby
naked, and though he had every intention of having sex with him, there was also
something different about having him naked and being fully dressed,
"power" possibly.
"Damn, what a nice ass!" he said softly. Robby tingled, as he knew without looking
that Kevin was reaching for him. The
soft touch to his ass made Robby moan softly.
Then, Kevin traced his fingertips up Robbie's spine causing him to
shiver and a groan to escape his lips.
Robby was extremely ticklish; it took a vast amount of trust for him to
stand to there as Kevin dragged his fingertips across his goose bumps. Kevin stepped up to Robby and leaned over to
nibble on his ears, "Do you know what kind of immoral and unnatural things
I plan to do to your body?" Robby smiled, "not yet, but when you're
done I have a few horrendous acts to perform on you too!"
Kevin moaned in Robbie's ears as his fingers went around to
his chest and pinched his nipples. Robbie's
mouth hung open as he fell against Kevin, his skin alive with goose bumps. Taking one hand off the nipples, Kevin moved
it down to the hard on jumping out between Robbie's legs and slowly jacked it.
After a few minutes, Kevin stopped and walked around to face Robby again.
Robby was busy trying to figure out what Kevin wanted next
when Kevin lifted his leg, his knee caressing Robbie's belly. As Robby stepped back to look down he
realized that Kevin wanted his boots off.
Robby leaned down to remove Kevin's cowboy boots. It always seemed particularly sexy to Robby
that Kevin wore cowboy boots.
When Kevin was barefoot, Robby stood next to him, looking up
as he nuzzled against Kevin's neck.
A few minutes later Kevin was as naked as Robby. As Dinah
In a few seconds, Robby was on his knees, grinning up at
Kevin, his face nuzzled against Kevin's half-hard cock. Robby moved his face so that as taller
Kevin's cock fell across his nose, his tongue could reach his hairy balls. Kevin gasped as Robby's warm wet tongue
lapped at his low-hanging ball sacs.
Robby loved the taste and feel of Kevin's balls, more so than even he'd
believed he would. As Kevin rolled his
eyes back and opened his mouth, Robby sucked a ball into his mouth. Robby sucked and rolled the ball around with
his tongue before moving on to the next one.
Kevin was moaning in appreciation, and his cock was rigid. Slowly, Robby moved his mouth up along the
rigid cock and snaked his tongue out to lap at the head. Kevin reached down and
grasped the hair on Robbie's head as Robby took Kevin's cock head and slowly
moved his lips over it and sucked his way down the shaft.
Kevin knew from much experience that Robby wouldn't stop
till he got to the base. Finally, Robby
felt Kevin's head slide into his throat and his pubic hair tickle his
nose. As if that weren't enough
indication that he had taken all of his boyfriend's cock, Kevin's guttural moan
sounded the fact. And so up and down the appreciative staff Robby slid, working
his mouth and tongue and fingers like an expert to please his moaning
friend. When Kevin's breathing and moans
changed, Robby knew he was getting close, so he savored the taste of the flesh
in his mouth as it slid in and out.
Without warning, Kevin reached down and lifted Robby
up. "Not tonight.
Tonight we come together, Baby." Robbie's mouth was conquered with Kevin's tongue.
Robby loved the feeling of Kevin's mouth kissing him. So caught up in the possessive kiss of Kevin
was Robby that he barely recorded that he was being lifted. Robby realized with a little grin that Kevin
had whisked him up off the floor and was hugging him face to face. Kevin broke the kiss to pull his head back
and look in Robbie's eyes.
"You are such an amazing guy, Robert Troy
McDarrin. I am soooo glad all those
other guys were too stupid to know what an amazing guy they let get away!"
Robby blushed and turned his face away as Kevin easily
maneuvered him for another kiss. Robby
felt like a puppet at the moment. Kevin was just moving him where he wanted,
and Robby secretly liked it. They were
kissing again when Robby wrapped his arms around Kevin as he brought his legs
up and wrapped them around Kevin's waist.
Kevin grinned as he moved his hands down to Robby's
ass. The muscular ass was one of the
most amazing discoveries about Robby. In
his clothes, he looked to be average, but naked, he was a little
powerhouse. As they kissed, Kevin wasted
no time caressing and kneading Robbie's ass.
With little warning, a long index finger worked its way up his ass,
causing Robby to open his mouth and moan.
At the same time, Kevin worked on Robbie's ear, flicking it with his
tongue and gently nibbling on the lobe.
Kevin reached down and worked his arms under Robbie's legs
so that Robbie's weight was now on Kevin's arms while Kevin's forearms wrapped
around his back.
Robby knew he was being positioned over Kevin's cock. He
could feel it pressing along his crack as he was lifted into position. Kevin loved the little, tight 130# body of
his 5'5" boyfriend. It was so accommodating of every thought and position
that Kevin could devise, but this was Robbie's favorite, and one of Kevin's
too--to be fucked while standing.
While one finger worked itself into Robbie's muscular ass,
Kevin brought out a condom and used his free fingers to tear the package and
get the little latex skin into place.
With a big kiss, Kevin opened Robbie's mouth and moved his head as far
back as he could go. "Are you
ready, Robby?" he breathed in a deep raspy voice. Robby looked Kevin in the eyes and nodded, waiting
for the deep probe that was about to come.
With a little move, Kevin brought the head of his cock into contact with
Robbie's delicate rosebud, a feeling that made both men moan. "Buddy, I'm there. Are you OK?" Kevin always asked, even
though he knew the answer.
"Yeah, Hon, whenever you are," Robbie breathed as
he hung in Kevin's arms like a puppet.
With a little persuasion on Kevin's part and the help of gravity,
Robbie's ass parted and allowed the rigid head of Kevin's shaft to slide
inside. Robby bent his head forward and bit Kevin's neck in response. Even
though both men were in the habit of moaning, tonight they were particularly
sensitive and aroused. Kevin's cock was
sliding quickly up Robbie's ass, quicker than usual.
Robbie's biting and moaning was correspondingly
fervent. "Ooooh, Baby, you feel
soooo goood!" moaned Kevin in a lucid moment, as his cock somehow seemed
even harder. Finally, Kevin hit the base
of Robbie's ass and just rested there for a moment.
Robby responded by moving his mouth with a loud moan to
Kevin's ear and taking it into his warm, wet mouth. With a thrust of his hip, Kevin brought his
cock deep inside the ass he was holding.
There it was. Kevin had his hands
on Robbie's lower back, his fingers locked, and Robbie's knees bent over Kevin's
arms at about the elbow. Slowly, Kevin brought his hips into play, fucking the
man he loved with his 7-? inches of thick Irish cock.
Over and over, the cock slid into and out of the tight
muscular ass. Every once in a while,
Robby would squeeze his ass on Kevin's cock.
Robby tossed his head from side to side, then leaning over backward and
groaning long strings of nonsensical gibberish.
Finally, Kevin got to the point where he needed to give in
to the demands of his cock. He needed to
let his hips take control and stop trying to harness them. With ever- greater rapidity, Kevin's hips
brought his cock roughly into Robby's ass, and Robby hung on to the larger man
like a child as his guts were pounded.
But Kevin was mindful enough to watch Robby. He hadn't forgotten his plan: they were going
to achieve a mutual orgasm that night.
He wasn't the kind of guy who easily or readily lost out on what he set
out to do.
Kevin knew from the way Robby was acting that it wouldn't be
long now. Even without touching himself, Robby often had pretty impressive
orgasms from only having his prostate massaged.
Robby had lost all semblance of self-control, his head either hung backwards
when he moaned, or it moved up to bite into Kevin's large shoulders. He bucked
as much as he could, given his position.
At last Kevin could see Robbie's legs straighten out and his toes curl,
the clue he was looking for.
A second later, Kevin slammed his hips hard into Robby. Robbie's balls pulled up and poured his seed
all over Kevin's belly. Robby hollered
and clutched himself tightly against Kevin's hard body. There was too much to love about Kevin, his
tight, large, hard body were certainly not to be overlooked among them.
Kevin yelled a battle cry and dumped load after load into
the latex that barely separated his flesh from the ass wrapped around it. Robby lost control and yelled as he tossed
his head back and forth and dumped his cum all over Kevin's stomach. When he was done, he went limp and closed his
eyes.
Kevin grasped Robby one last time and hugged him close as he
bit Robbie's shoulder and shuddered.
For a minute, they stayed like that, neither one moving, the
orgasms shuddering through them and slowly subsiding. Kevin walked to the bed and, holding Robby
close, he fell backwards onto the bed.
Robby nuzzled against Kevin's chest and lower throat, his face beneath
Kevin's chin. As they regained their
strength, Robby asked softly, "So this means you forgive me,
right?" Kevin grunted, a grin
covering his face.
"Can we do it one more time to help me
decide?" Robby laughed, "Do
you think YOU could do it one more time?"
Kevin smirked and hugged Robby closely; Robby kissed Kevin's forehead in
a noncommittal response. Kevin grinned,
"I thought you said you were to sore this morning?"
Kevin's shrinking cock plopped out of Robbie's ass. Robby
lifted his head to look at Kevin.
"I just realized something Kevin."
Kevin looked Robby in the eye. "Yeah, Babe, what's
that?"
Robby snuggled closely to Kevin, hugging him tight. "My ass doesn't really hurt, not when
you're fucking me... It only hurts when you stop." With that, they held
each other tightly and thought about that comment as they fell asleep, closer
than they'd been.