Conclusion
“Johnny!”
”Johnny! Wake up! That boyfriend of yours is at the front door!”
Johnny's mother didn’t care for Gregory at all. Any mother would raise an eyebrow if their child would be with such a boy. Gregory was a tall, dark, and handsome guy. Just a freshman in community college, along with Johnny, he was an Argentinian-American, 6’2”, 185, a cigarette smoking leather, motorcycle riding kind of man. A thick dark mustache, patches of dark chest hair poking through his v-neck, made him look like a porn star from the late 70’s. Johnny thought he was dreamy and swooned over him.
”Johnny! Don’t hear me?”
“Yes mother. I’ll be right down!”, Johnny yelled back from his upstairs bedroom.
Johnny wasn’t expecting Gregory back until tomorrow. He looked like a mess. It had been two weeks since Tim, his therapist, injected him up the ass with semen. His seasonal depression overtook him once again. He moped all day and night. There he was in his bedroom, brooding, when his mother’s shrill voice called out to him like nails on a chalkboard.
Johnny looked for shorts that didn’t stink, passed a stick of deodorant under his pits, rinsed his mouth quickly with mouthwash and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He knew his eyes looked glazed over and his unshaven face and bed head made him look disheveled and the opposite of sexy. There simply wasn’t any time to clean himself up.
Johnny came to the front door and glared at his mother for making Gregory stand outside in the rain instead of inviting him inside.
When Johnny opened the front door, Gregory could hardly recognize his boyfriend. He’d never seen Johnny this way. After a long hug and a brief kiss, Gregory stepped away and asked, “My love. I’ve missed you more than you could ever know. But, you look terrible. What’s going on with you? Are you sick?”
”Could we talk about this in my bedroom?”
The two of them went upstairs and Johnny closed his bedroom door.
Gregory sat on the chair in Johnny’s room and Johnny sat on his bed. Gregory went to light a cigarette and Johnny said, “My mother doesn’t like you and if you want her to really hate you, go ahead, light up.”
Gregory smirked, shrugged his shoulders and lit his lighter and took a puff.
“Ok man, talk to me.”
”Gregory, I’ve missed you so much. I have seasonal depression. I get this way every year. You never seen me like this because you’re always giving me dick. It seems cum cures my condition. I was so depressed and nearly suicidal. My mom made me go to my shrink and he let me suck him off a few times and then he fucked me so I would feel better. Don’t be mad at me, it was the only thing I could do without you here. I’m sorry…”
Johnny was talking fast and sobbed when he stopped speaking. Gregory continued to smoke while listening to Johnny rant.”
”You’re so cute when you’re sad. You know that. Come over here and sit on my lap.”
Johnny did so and Gregory hugged Johnny and the two of them embraced as Johnny cried resting his head on Gregory’s shoulders.
“It’s ok. I forgive you, love. I’m here now. Go take a shower and get yourself dressed. Let’s take a ride. It’s a beautiful night.”
Gregory whistled and grabbed his crotch watching Johnny remove his shorts and head to the shower. Yes, he got some ass and head when in California, but that was just sex. He couldn’t wait to get his cock down Johnny’s warm throat. That’s all he thought about on his flight home.
Johnny returned with a wet head and a towel around his waist. Gregory’s eyes lit up seeing his love almost naked. He missed seeing Johnny like this. Johnny looked like a new man after trimmed his goatee and shaving his face. He cleaned up well. He found some clean jeans and a t-shirt, put on his tennis shoes and the boys raced down the stairs.
”Johnny! Wait a minute! Where do you think you’re going? You have school tomorrow!”
“Oh come on mother. I’m 18 years old for Christ’s sake. Let me live a little. I’m going for a ride and I’ll be back soon.”
”You better be back before 10. You know how your father gets if you wake him up. And you better wear a helmet. And Gregory, you don’t smoke in this house again, you understand me?”
”Yes ma’am. Clear. Have a good night.”
Helen slammed the front door behind them.
”Your mother really does not like me, hahaha”
Gregory produced a helmet, Johnny sat behind him, hugging his torso as Gregory raced through the streets on his motorcycle, both exhilarated by the rush of the fresh air on their faces. Gregory found a secluded street to park his bike and the two dismounted and walked into a wooded area.
”Oh Gregory, that was so much fun. You know you’re so fucking sexy. I’ve missed you more than you know. I miss being with you.”
The two French kissed and swapped tongues under the stars and rubbed their hands over each others bodies. The sexual tension was palpable as the two lovers hadn’t been together in almost 7 weeks. Johnny’s hand found its way to Gregory’s bulging cock under his jeans. It felt familiar, strong, and potent.
As they continued to intensely kiss, Johnny’s fingers manipulated Gregory’s zipper and his right hand slipped into the y-front of Gregory’s briefs and wrapped around that scorching hot cock in its grasp.
“Oh Gregory. I’ve missed this. This big Argentinian dick! Can I suck it, please?”
”Babe, please. I’ve been thinking about your pretty lips over my dick for weeks. I’m probably gonna shoot quick I’m on a hair trigger these days and so fucking horny.”
Johnny knelt into the dirt and lovingly kissed the tip of Gregory’s cock while still gripping it. Then he began to lick the precum from the slit before extending his tongue to rub it against the entire engorged mushroom head. Johnny moaned, “ohhh yeah. Johnny. Suck my dick.”
Johnny opened his mouth and took him to the root. Gregory held a tree branch over his head as he looked down in the dark to watch his boyfriend pleasure him. Oh how he missed this visual, he missed his boyfriend worshipping his cock. Johnny loved to suck dick, especially Gregory’s.
Johnny began to head-bob up and down, sucking in his cheeks for maximum friction. Gregory’s eyes closed and he squinted as he began to groan from deep in his gut, and then into a soft, “ohhh god. Ohhhhh fuck, yeah, ohhh i love how you take my dick down your throat. Ohhh fuck, oh fuck, don’t stop, I’m gonna cum man. Ohhh fuck, ohhhhh fuuuccckkk, take it, swallow my fucking load, man!”
Johnny ate it up like it was the last meal he’d ever eat. His mood switched to glee. He licked his lips, lifted himself up, and the two of them kissed again, only this time, Gregory tasted himself on Johnny’s mouth.
“Thank you, Gregory. That was awesome. I feel better already!”He was giddy and one would think he’d taken an upper his mood was very elevated.
”While I’m here I’ve got just what you need right here. (Pointing to his cock). You don’t need to see that shrink no more. I know what you need and you can have it every day of the week. I love you, man, and I hate to see you so upset.”
“You mean that, Gregory? I love you, too. And I promise I won’t go back to that therapist again. I know you got the cure to my condition right here.”
”You know it. We can do this every day, and you know I’m gonna wanna get in that add, too!”
“Fuck yeah! You better take me home now. I don’t want my dad to freak out.”
That night, while lying in bed, it hit Johnny that maybe he should move into the college dorm. He’d be closer to Gregory and away from his parents.
Gregory and Johnny end up rooming together and there wasn’t a day all winter that Johnny didn’t get dick, either up his ass or down his throat. Both boys weee extremely happy. What a terrific arrangement!
