Discovering Each Other
As Travis woke up Sunday morning, he felt Tim’s breath on the back of his neck and his right arm draped over his shoulder. He used his left hand to link their fingers together and moved back against Tim’s warm body and nestled his butt against Tim’s flaccid cock. He smiled to himself as he recalled how much he adored Tim and always looked forward to seeing him for church services and at choir practice. Unfortunately, that also meant being in the presence of Reverend Smith, but it was worth it to be able to see Tim. Catching glimpses of him between classes at school was an added bonus. He had wished they had gym class together so he might get a glimpse of him in his briefs while changing or even better, naked in the shower. He wasn’t so lucky back then, but now it was different. He was in bed with him, both naked. They made love together. They were making furniture together. They are doing pretty much everything together. His wish had come true. He realized Tim’s cock was no longer as flaccid as it had been when he first nestled back into it. His own cock began to stir in response. He shifted so Tim’s cock settled firmly between his buns. Suddenly, Tim’s hand squeezed his, then Tim giggled in his ear before saying, “Good morning, sweet cheeks.” Travis giggled, “Good morning, Tim.” Travis turned his head, and they kissed. Travis asked, “Are you in a hurry again this morning?” Tim replied, “No, it’s Sunday morning. I’m fine just staying in bed just like this.” Travis asked, “Just like this?” Tim pulled Travis tighter to his chest and said, “Yes, just like this. Why?” Travis pushed back into Tim’s stiff cock and said, “I thought maybe…” Tim giggled, “I might be convinced.” Travis asked, “What do you need for me to convince you, this?” Travis pushed his butt back into Tim’s stiff cock again but also rolled his hips and sliding Tim’s cock in between his buns. Tim giggled again, “That feels nice, but I was thinking of something else, something warm, wet and talented to put me in the mood.” Travis flipped around, knocking the top sleeping bag off them and straddled Tim’s legs. He began licking Tim’s stiff cock from base to tip, grinning as it jumped after each touch at the base. He began being rewarded each time he reached the tip with a clear drop of Tim’s nectar. Periodically, Travis would include Tim’s nut sack, sometimes taking each cum-filled ball into his mouth and soaking it in his saliva. Soon, Tim pushed Travis back, “Stop! I’m convinced. You were getting me close to cumming!” Travis said, “I’m sure I could have gotten another load out of you if that happened.” Tim laughed, “You’re probably right, but don’t forget, Granpa Henry will be here before Taylor’s dad, so we don’t know how soon that will be.” Travis said, “I guess you’re right. Can I ride you?” Tim said, “Sure.” Travis grabbed the lube and stroked it onto Tim’s cock. After wiping his hand off, he climbed up and held Tim’s cock as he slowly sank down onto it. They kept eye contact the entire time as Travis eased down until his buns were being tickled by Tim’s pubes. Tim reached under Travis and palmed each of his buns as Travis began to bounce up and down on Tim’s rigid shaft. Tim and Travis maintained eye contact the entire time. Travis slowly bent down, and they kissed as Tim began lifting his hips as Travis moved downward on his cock. Travis moaned into Tim’s mouth as Tim’s cock pummeled Travis’ prostate. Soon Tim began to groan as well as he felt his cum begin to stir in his loins. Travis moaned even louder as Tim felt his anal muscles spasm around his cock and his warm seed squirt between them. Tim groaned loudly into Travis’ mouth as his own baby makers injected inside Travis’ rectum. They broke their kiss so they could catch their breath but maintained eye contact the entire time. They both wore smiles as their breathing slowly returned to normal. Eventually, Tim asked Travis, “Ready for a shower?” Travis replied, “I’d rather remain right here with you inside me, but I guess we better get ready for company.” Tim chuckled and Travis asked, “What’s so funny?” Tim said, “I was just imagining Granpa Henry walking in on us like this.” Travis laughed and said, “Or Granma Martha.” Tim laughed harder and said, “Oh, God!”
Tim and Travis quietly climbed the steps and listened at the door for a moment. They heard faint talking and cracked the door. When they didn’t see anyone in the living room, they made a beeline for the bathroom door. Suddenly they heard Jeremy’s voice, “Whoa guys! Carl and Chuck are in there! You can use my ensuite.” Then Elijah asked while grinning, “Is that cum on your chests?” They both turned bright red but didn’t answer. Then Chris said, “You two are like a couple of rabbits.” They both grinned and did a walk of shame toward Jeremy’s room. Travis said to Tim, “I told you we should have cleaned up before we came upstairs.” Tim giggled.
After they closed Jeremy’s bedroom door behind them, Jeremy turned back to Elijah and Chris, “Those two have come a long way from the shy, quiet teens they were not too many months ago.” Chris grinned and said, “Elijah corrupted them.” Elijah laughed, “Sure, blame me.” Chris said, “Who was the one who was more than happy playing the slave to their dom downstairs?” Elijah countered, “And you two played the voyeurs if I recall.” Jeremy and Chris grinned. Elijah then said, “I’m happy to take some of the creds but there’s more than enough to go around.” Jeremy nodded, “I know, right.” Chris said, “Yeah, when I decided to take Tim under my wing, I didn’t think corrupting him would be part of it, but I guess I’m as guilty as much as anyone else.” Jeremy grinned and said, “Look, it’s not like they’re going on grindr and picking up random guys or anything. They’re horned up teenagers and they’re playing it safe, like we do. I think, though not perfectly, we’re trying to be a good example for them without changing our own philosophy.” Chris said, “I guess you’re right, Jer. They are good kids. God, we sound like parents.” Elijah grinned and said, “Yeah, you do, except most parents don’t have sex with their children.” Jeremy looked at Elijah with surprise, “What the actual fuck, Elijah?!! I can’t believe you went there!” Elijah grinned and said, “I can’t believe I did either. Sorry. That was a little disgusting.” Chris said, “A little?”
Carl and Chuck walked out of the bathroom with towels wrapped around them. Chris said, “I’m surprised you don’t look like prunes. You were in there forever.” Carl said, “Yeah, Chuck decided on some other activities while we were in there.” Elijah laughed and said, “Speaking of corrupting Tim and Travis.” Carl said, “Hey! We walked in on them in the living room already going at it. They invited us to join in.” Chuck grinned and said, “Who were we to pass up the opportunity of a lifetime?” Elijah said, “Yeah, it turned into a pretty fire night, didn’t it?” Chuck said, “Sure did. We’ll have to do it again sometime soon. I’d like a turn at Travis next time.” Chris said, “Could we not talk about them like they’re some kind of toys to pass around?” Jeremy said, “Yeah, Chris has a point.” Chuck said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to come across that way. I guess my other head was doing the talking. I’d never treat them like they were just objects. Trust me, given the chance, I wouldn’t have held that preacher until the cops got there. He’d have been pretty bloodied by the time they arrived.” Carl concurred, “I would have gotten at least one good shot in. I couldn’t have held my cool like you two did.” Jeremy’s bedroom door opened, and Tim and Travis walked out with towels wrapped around their waists. Carl said, “Mornin’ guys.” They both replied, “Good morning.”, then Tim said, “We’re going to get dressed and clean up downstairs before Granpa Henry arrives.” Carl grinned and said, “So, he’s now Granpa Henry?” Tim turned with a grin, “Yes, they want Travis and me to call the Granpa Henry and Granma Martha.” After Tim and Travis had gone downstairs, Jeremy said, “Looks like Henry has really taken to them.” Chris said, “Yeah, I think it’s great. He’s letting them use his shop to make shelves and things to sell at flea markets for college money and he’s teaching them a lot about wood crafting.” Jeremy added, “They spend a lot of time over there. They must have the shop full of knick knack shelves.” Carl and Chuck laughed.
The doorbell rang and Carl said, “I’ll get it. It’s probably Henry.” Sure enough, Henry and Martha entered with Carl following behind them. Jeremy said, “Mrs. Reynolds! What a surprise. It’s good to see you.” She replied, "It’s good to see you too, Jeremy and the rest of you boys. Where are Tim and Travis?” Carl said, “Oh, they’re downstairs, cleaning up. They should be up soon.” Mrs. Reynolds then said, “It’s good to see this house in good hands. I haven’t been inside it in a long time.” Just then, Tim and Travis entered the living room and when they saw Mrs. Reynolds, they both yelled, “Granma Martha!” They almost ran and gave her a hug. She was beaming. Chris took notice that she didn’t give them a pinch on their butts but instead gave them each a kiss on their cheek. Mrs. Reynolds then asked, “Could I get a look at this wall and painting everyone is talking about?” Jeremy said, “Of course.” Before he could say anything else, Tim said, “Come on. Travis and I will show it to you. Have you seen the new rooms Granpa Henry helped us build?” That quick, they had ushered her down to the basement. Henry watched with a huge grin on his face as he said, “She adores those two. I must admit, I do too.” Jeremy said, “They’re great. It’s obvious they adore the two of you as well.” Henry then asked, “So, when is this art gallery fella gonna get here?” Carl said, “Taylor’s going to call before they arrive. Would you like a cup of coffee, Henry?” Henry replied, “Sure, that would be nice. Do you have any tea? Martha only drinks one cup of coffee in the morning, then drinks hot or iced tea after that.” Jeremy said, “I actually do have some tea. I’ll have to boil some water though, I don’t have single serving cups of tea, only tea bags.”
As they arrived downstairs, Mrs. Reynolds stopped and stared at the wall and the painting hanging on it, “Oh, my! It’s beautiful. So, you painted the wall, Travis?” Travis smiled proudly and said, “Yes, I did. When Jerome saw it, he painted that to hang on the wall.” Mrs. Reynolds said, “I don’t know who Jerome is, but the painting looks perfect on that wall and looks better than it would in a frame.” Tim said, “That’s what Jerome had said, and he was right, it looks like a 3-D mural.” She looked at Travis and said, “You are both very talented.” After staring at the wall for several minutes, Tim asked, “Would you like to see the guest bedroom, Granma Martha?” She turned to Tim and said, “Oh, yes. I’m sorry, I was mesmerized while looking at the artwork. Sure, I’d love to see it.” They opened the door and allowed her to step inside first. She looked around the room and said, “Henry always talked about doing this but then we moved and it was forgotten. It’s good to see it finished, well, except for the furniture, of course.” Then they heard Henry yell down, “Martha! Jeremy made you a cup of tea. Why don’t you come up and drink it before it gets cold.” Mrs. Reynolds yelled back, “Thank you, dear. Well boys, thank you for showing me this. I guess I should go up and get my tea.” They walked Mrs. Reynolds up the steps and Jeremy handed her a cup of tea just as Carl received a phone call from Taylor. When he ended the call, he said, “They’ll be here within the hour. They have a small moving van with some things in it to place near the wall for props. I told them to park that on the side so they can bring it through the outside basement door.
Forty-five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Carl answered the door and escorted in Taylor, and an older man who slightly resembled Taylor. Taylor said, “Id like to introduce you to my father, Phillip Bradford, the owner of The Bradford Gallery in town.” Taylor then introduced everyone he knew and then Carl said, “Mr. Bradford, these are our landlords, Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds.” Mr. Bradford kissed Mrs. Reynolds’ hand and then shook Mr. Reynolds’ hand and said, “The Reynolds name probably goes as far back as the Bradford does, at least back to the eleventh century.” Henry said, “You know your history well, and please, call me Henry.” Mr. Bradford said, “Yes, art and history have always been closely related, and please, Henry, call me Phillip.”
Taylor’s voice broke through the polite introductions, “Excuse me, but could we go down and open the basement door so Jerome and Geoffery can start bringing things in?” Mr. Bradford grinned and said, “Excuse me, but my overactive son is correct. We should get to work.” Carl led them down to the basement and walked to the back end where the double doors to the outside were located. Henry had added a set of inner doors as well to help insulate it from the weather. As Carl opened the inside doors, they could hear two people talking outside. After unlocking the outer doors, Carl swung them open revealing Jerome and someone else standing there. Carl greeted him, “Hey Jerome!” Jerome replied, “Hey Carl, guys.” Taylor said, “Everyone, this is Geoffrey. He’s a photographer and part-time furniture mover.” Taylor grinned along with Geoffery at the last part. Mr. Bradford said, “Let’s bring in the blue set first please.” Carl, Chuck, Tim and Travis went out to help, but Jerome said, “You can help bring in the plants and some other props, but Taylor, Geoffrey and I have to handle the furniture. It’s very expensive. We’re covered by insurance but you’re not.” Taylor said, “Jerome’s correct, even though I wouldn’t mind the help.” Geoffrey said, “This stuff isn’t that heavy, Taylor.” Taylor turned red and grinned as he and Geoffrey began carrying a table. Jerome handed the guys numerous other things, including fake ferns and other plants, then waited for Geoffrey and Taylor to return to carry in what looked like an intricately carved love seat in royal blue, something you’d see in the home of royalty. They were putting it in the back room until Mr. Bradford would direct a piece to be brought in and placed in the family room. A few of the fake plants were brought in first and put on the floor against the wall. While that was being done, Jerome, Taylor and Geoffrey had brought int the love seat and two matching chairs along with two tables which matched the furniture. While Jerome and Taylor place the furniture in the room with Mr. Bradford’s instructions, Geoffrey went out to get his camera. He asked Tim and Travis to come out with him to help with some lights and other equipment. Jeremy had brought two chairs down and placed them out of the way so Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds could sit while watching it all transpire. Mrs. Reynolds said, “That furniture is beautiful and looks antique.” Mr. Reynolds replied, “It’s either antique or a very good replica.” Mr. Bradford smiled and said to them, “They’re actually part of the Bradford collection, normally on display in my gallery. I decided it would be a great foreground to the artwork for the pictures. We’ll take some shots with these pieces and then swap them out for the red and then decide which look the best.” Everyone watched with interest as Mr. Bradford, Geoffrey and Taylor set up and made adjustments to the lighting. When they had finished, most everyone stared in awe at the sight in front of them. Jeremy said, “I’ll have to set our lighting down here just like this. It almost looks like we’re looking at a sunset through a huge window.” Henry had a huge smile on his face as did Martha. Most had their mouths hanging open. Geoffrey began taking photos from different angles and using different filters. When he finished, Taylor turned the house lights back on and they began carrying the royal blue furniture back out. Tim and Travis asked what they could do to help, when Mr. Bradford asked, “Travis, may I have a word with you and Jerome?” Travis stopped and turned to Mr. Bradford, “Um, sure.” Jerome came over and Mr. Bradford asked, “Could we go somewhere where we can speak in private?” Jeremy said, “You could go up to the living room or kitchen.” Mr. Bradford said, “Thank you, Jeremy.” As they went up to talk, Geoffrey and Taylor slowly swapped out the furniture. They placed it in the same location as before.
After about twenty minutes, Travis began walking down the stairs, followed by Mr. Bradford and Jerome. Everyone’s attention was on them as they tried to glean an idea of their conversation from the expression on their faces. All three had neutral expressions, though Travis looked a little concerned. After looking things over, they again adjusted the lighting for the new furniture, then Geoffrey took more photos. After Geoffrey was finished taking photos, they began taking the furniture back out to the truck. They heard the doorbell and Jeremy looked to Carl before pulling out his phone to check the camera out front. Carl said, “I think that’s lunch. I forgot to tell you, Mr. Bradford ordered food for lunch in appreciation for allowing him to take these photos.” Mr. Bradford said, “I’m sorry. I thought Carl had already told you or I would have said something.” Carl smiled sheepishly, “It’s my fault, Mr. Bradford. With everything that’s been going on, I forgot to tell them.” Jeremy said, “It’s not a problem. I’m sure no one is going to complain about free food.” Carl said, “I’ll go up and let them in.” Mr. Bradford then said, “The food is being catered by a local delicatessen. I’m sure everyone will find something they like.” Jeremy escorted Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds upstairs and the rest followed.
As they ate, Mr. Bradford said he wanted to borrow the painting in two weeks for an art show exhibition. He smiled as he said, “Jerome has finally agreed to let me show some of his work.” Jerome smiled, “I really appreciate that you think my paintings are worth showing to the public, but I paint for the pleasure and relaxation that it gives me.” Mr. Bradford smiled, “Most artists have that same attitude. They paint because they enjoy it. Some like to show off their work. Some try to sell it to make money. Others aren’t aware of how talented they are and are too shy to show off their labor. I’m just happy to have the chance to show your work to others.” Tim thought, ‘Ok, that’s what Mr. Bradford and Jerome were discussing, but what was the discussion with Travis?’ He looked to Travis. Travis grew uncomfortable. He knew that look and didn’t want to talk about his conversation with Mr. Bradford and Jerome, at least not now. He hoped Mr. Bradford wouldn’t bring it up. Mr. Bradford then got up and said, “Well, I again must thank you for allowing me to interrupt your day to take the photos and also for allowing me to borrow the painting. I’ve taken up enough of your time, so we’ll let you enjoy the rest of your day. It was nice meeting you, Henry and Martha. I hope to see you again sometime.” Henry got up and said, “It was a pleasure to meet you as well, Phillip.” They shook hands and Mr. Bradford stepped over and kissed Mrs. Reynolds’ hand causing her to smile brightly. Mr. Reynolds, Jerome, and Geoffry then left. Henry announced that he and Mrs. Reynolds were going to leave as well.
After they left, Taylor had a huge smile on his face, “Thank you. I think you made my father’s day. Not only was he excited to get the photos of the wall with the painting, he got Jerome to allow him to show some of his paintings and, um, other things.” He glanced in Travis’ direction after cutting off the last part. Jeremy saw the tension on Travis’ face and decided to change the subject, “So, are you going over to the shop today to work on your project?” Tim replied, “No. We put on the last coat yesterday and need to let it completely set.” Jeremy then asked, “What all did you make?” Travis said, “We, uh, made some different things using some new skills we learned from Granpa Henry.” Tim said, “We’ve really learned a lot from Granpa Henry and we’re trying new things. I really like working with wood.” Elijah burst out laughing, then when he saw some of the looks he was getting, said, “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.” Tim was bright red, and Carl was giving Jeremy an apologetic look. Chris said, “Your mind is forever in the gutter, Elijah.”
Taylor decided to change the subject and ask Tim, “So, Tim, I hear you now own Chris’ old jeep. It looks really good.” Tim brightened up and smiled proudly, “Yeah, everyone chipped in and had it restored with a new title because the insurance company had totaled it. Did you see the interior?” Taylor said, “No, I just looked at the exterior on my way to the door.” Tim asked, “Want to see it?” Taylor smiled and said, “Sure. I’d love to.” Tim got up and said, "Let’s grab our jackets.” Of course, Travis joined them.
Once they were outside, Carl said to Elijah, “What the fuck, Elijah?” Elijah replied, “I couldn’t help it. I hope Taylor wasn’t offended.” Carl said, “I was more concerned about outing Tim.” Chris said, “I think we’re blowing this out of proportion guys. This could be a room full of straight guys and if Elijah had laughed at that no one would have thought anything about it.” Jeremy said, “Chris has a good point there. I think our reaction to Elijah’s laughter was worse than Elijah laughing at what Tim said.” Chuck nodded, “Yep, I think we’re trying to be too careful.” Carl said, “Yeah, maybe you’re right. Sorry, Elijah.”
Outside at the jeep, Taylor walked around the jeep, admiring it while Tim looked on with a smile. Tim then walked over and opened the driver’s side door, “Take a look inside, Taylor.” Taylor walked over and at Tim’s prompt, climbed into the driver’s seat. Tim walked around to the passenger’s side and Travis climbed in the back. Taylor looked around and said, “It looks like new on the inside, too! You have some really great friends, Tim!” Tim smiled and said, “I know. I really don’t deserve them. They’re too good to me, considering.” Taylor asked, “Considering what?” Tim replied, "I broke into their house and Chris came in and caught me.” Taylor looked at Tim with a shocked look on his face, “You broke in?” Tim then told him about being thrown out by his father without including the details, how he’d slept in the park and about watching them in the park. Then he told him about following the guys home after hearing they were going away for the weekend. Then how he got inside and how Chris came in while he was about to take a shower. He told Taylor about how kind everyone has been to him since. Taylor then asked, “I hear the two of you had been in the choir together.” Tim said, “Yeah we were.” Travis added, “We kind of quit.” Taylor asked, “How did you kind of quit and why?” Tim and Travis looked at each other and Travis shrugged. Tim then told Taylor about Reverend Smith. By the time he finished the story, Taylor had a horrified look on his face, “My God! You’ve had an awful time. I’m so sorry you went through that! You too, Travis?” Travis said, “Yes, but not to the extent that Tim had. He hadn’t gotten that far with me yet, but he would have.” Taylor said, “I could never had been that brave, Tim. I’m sure it’s obvious, I love cock, but someone trying to rape me is not my idea of a good time. I probably would have ended up in the nut ward forever reliving it. I have more respect for you, both of you, now than I ever have. Thank you for telling me this, Tim and Travis. Carl had made some comments but wouldn’t tell me any of this. He always told me to ask you because it was your story to tell.” Tim smiled, “I’ll have to thank Carl. So, how did you meet Jerome?”
Taylor smiled as he recalled, “Well, I saw him one day in Dad’s gallery looking at paintings. He looked hot as fuck dressed in black dress slacks and a dark blue dress shirt. I just watched him from a distance. Even in the classy clothes, he looked more like a linebacker than an art aficionado. I saw him approach my father and ask him some questions which piqued my curiosity. After he left, I asked my father about him. He said he asked some questions about the brush strokes on one of the paintings. I thought that was interesting. When I saw him there the following week, I approached him and introduced myself to him. I didn’t let him know I was the owner’s son and just asked his opinion on some of the paintings. He started describing how certain artists used brush strokes differently to draw attention to certain aspects of their paintings. I started getting goosebumps as he began telling me how much he loved art and painting in particular. He was different than what I had expected. Yes, I had stereotyped him. I was drawn to him by his looks and his body but expected him to be a dumb jock and maybe thug-like. I guess I still have prejudices I need to work on. What I found was a warm hearted, soft spoken, intelligent artist who also played football and basketball in high school. When he asked me out, I couldn’t believe it. I said yes way more quickly than I should have but I have no regrets. We were soon a couple. I love the man to death. We’re even talking about marriage recently. So there you are, the condensed story of me and Jerome. Well, I need to say goodbye to the others. It was nice talking to you and getting to know you better, Tim and Travis. Oh, and Travis, don’t worry, trust my father.” After Taylor got out of the jeep, Tim asked Travis, “What did he mean by that?” Travis replied, “I’ll tell you later.”
As Taylor was saying goodbye, he said, “Carl, you should get your friends to eat at the restaurant.” Chris asked, “Which restaurant?” Taylor said, “Allen Street Creations.” Jeremy said, “I hear the food is supposed to be really good there. A few of my classmates at school have eaten there.” Chris said, “I hear it’s supposed to be mostly gay clientele.” Taylor said, “It is gay friendly, but people from all walks of life eat there because of the food.” Carl said, “The food is delicious.” Chuck concurred, “Yeah it is.” Taylor then shook everyone’s hand before leaving but when he got to Chuck, he kissed him on the lips and then did the same to Carl. Tim and Travis’ jaws dropped to the floor and Taylor caught it from the corner of his eye, “Sorry, I guess that was a little inappropriate in front of you. You did know about these two, right?” They both slowly nodded their heads with their mouths still wide open. Carl laughed and said, “No worries, they’ll snap out of it in a few minutes after the shock fades.” Taylor gave them a wink and then headed for the door.
Once Taylor left, Chuck said to Tim and Travis, “Ok, you can pick your jaws up off the floor now. Carl and I have been hanging out with Jerome and Taylor for a while now.” Tim asked, “But what about us?” Chuck grinned and asked, “What? Are you jealous?” Travis protested, “No! But…” Jeremy interrupted, “Look, Jerome and Taylor know about Carl and Chuck, but they don’t know anything about the rest of us. As far as they know, we’re gay friendly, so you don’t have to worry.” Tim said, “I’m not sure I would care if they knew. After talking with Taylor today, I like him and Jerome is a really nice guy too. I was a little intimidated by him before but now that I got to know him, he’s great and after seeing his painting and talking to Taylor about him, I’m hoping they get married.” Carl asked, “Married? What are you talking about?" Travis said, “Taylor said they’re talking about it.” Carl said, “Wait until I see them again. They didn’t say anything to us about it.” Elijah grinned and said, “Now whose getting their panties in a bunch?” Everyone laughed and Carl said as he grinned, “Listen mother fucker, I might just take you downstairs and strap you in and take you for a ride.” Chris said, “He’d enjoy it way too much.” Travis concurred, “Yeah he would.” Elijah’s face turned bright red, but he said, “I probably would.” Chuck said, “We need to break that out one of these weekends. I think it would be lit as all fuck.” Everyone agreed before Carl and Chuck said they were heading to Chuck’s for the night. Knowing Elijah was heading back to his own campus soon, Tim and Travis decided to go out for a jog around the neighborhood.
Once they had gone, Jeremy said, “So, what would you like to do before you take off, Elijah?” Elijah grinned and said, “Iiii Don’t Knooooww. Have any ideaaasss?” Chris grinned, “All three of us know YOU have some ideas, Elijah.” Elijah got a shit-eating grin on his face as he got up and turned to stand between the other two who were sitting on the sofa in front of them. Then he dropped to his knees and began opening the fly of Jeremy’s pants. After fishing out his cock, Elijah did the same to Chris. Once he had both cocks out, he began switching back and forth, stroking one while sucking on the other. Jeremy said, “Talking about strapping you up really made you horny, huh Elijah.” He mumbled a, “Ummhmm”, while sucking on Jeremy’s cock. Jeremy turned and kissed Chris then pulled Chris’ shirt over his head. Chris did the same to Jeremy. They then resumed kissing while Elijah continued switching back and forth on their cocks. After several minutes, Jeremy pulled Elijah’s shirt off, then pulled him to his feet and began unbuckling his belt. Chris assisted by pulling down his zipper and unbuttoning his jeans. They both helped Elijah out of his jeans and boxer briefs before switching back and forth between licking his balls and sucking on his stiff cock. After a while, Jeremy and Chris got up and finished undressing and all three climbed onto the floor in a triangle sucking each other’s cocks.
Travis jogged alongside Tim as Tim led them to the park. As they jogged across the field where they played flag football, Travis asked, “Where’s these bushes you slept inside?” Tim paused in their jog and pointed in front of him to where a grouping of trees stood with several sets of thick bushes were scattered about. They walked toward the area and as they approached one group of thick bushes, Tim said, “Follow me.” He stepped over and bent down onto his knees and then almost belly-crawled under what looked like an impenetrable section of brush. Travis reluctantly followed him. They ended up in the center where there was enough room for the two of them to sit. Tim said, “This is where I slept for a week.” Travis said, “At least the ground is soft underneath, but it must have been really damp and cold.” Tim said, “It was, and lonely.” Travis smiled, “Well, you’re not alone now.” Tim smiled and said, “No, I’m not.” Their lips came together and their tongues danced in each other’s mouths then dueled as they played tongue hockey. Tim’s hand found its way to Travis’ crotch as they continued to make out. Tim managed to fish Travis’ hard shaft out of his jeans and began stroking the bare skin. Travis broke their kiss and said, “What if someone walks by?” Tim smiled and said, “no one will and they probably couldn’t hear us if they did. Trust me, I lived here for a week.” Tim was answered by a hand fishing out his own stiff cock. They continued kissing for a while, then Tim maneuvered into a sixty-nine position with Travis, and they mutually sucked on each other’s cocks. Travis felt the chilly air on his balls while Tim’s warm, wet mouth was giving his stiff cock so much pleasure. The contrast was different than he’d ever felt before and he soon found it causing a wholly new sensation and took him over the edge. He suddenly moaned loudly on Tim’s cock as his cock began spasming, pumping its seed into Tim’s hungry mouth. Tim happily swallowed as his own cock began feeding Travis its baby-makers, tingling his tongue and filling him with bliss. As they calmed their breathing and reveled in what they had done, they soon erupted in laughter. They repositioned and kissed once more, tasting their own cum in each other’s mouths. After breaking their kiss, they broke into laughter as they tucked themselves back into their pants and crawled out of the bushes.
Chris was slapping his pubic bush into Elijah’s buns, creating a slapping sound as he bounced off them while Jeremy was throat-fucking Elijah from the backside of the sofa. Tim and Travis watched with smiles on their faces as they rubbed their once again stiff cocks through their jeans.
Elijah moaned and groaned as he took cock from both ends with gleeful pleasure. He greedily swallowed Jeremy’s pre as it flowed like a faucet as he felt Chris’ cock glide over his prostate. When his moans grew in pitch, Jeremy had Elijah flip onto his back on the back of the sofa while Chris climbed onto it and put Elijah’s legs on his shoulders, the resumed his fuck. Jeremy continued to throat-fuck Elijah as Elijah suddenly began painting his own chest and face in his creamy white cum. Elijah’s spasming anal muscles had Chris about to cum, and Chris announced, “Fuck! I can’t hold back! Elijah mumbled on Jeremy’s cock, “Mmmimmmmee!” They couldn’t understand what he was trying to say, but Chris was beyond control and began breeding Elijah. Jeremy pulled out of Elijah’s mouth and sent bolts of his seed across Elijah’s face, chest, and abs. As they came down from their euphoric orgasms, Jeremy and Chris licked up the combination of Elijah and Jeremy’s cum and fed it to each other. Chris said, “Sorry, Elijah. I was too far gone and came inside you.” Elijah said, “That’s ok. I was trying to tell you to cum inside me. I wanted you to breed me. I was already in love with Jeremy, but I now know I’m in love with you too Chris. I don’t know how, but I need this throuple thing to work for us. I love you both.”
Tim and Travis couldn’t hear what was going on inside, but after seeing the explosive conclusion, they chose to return to the front door and enter like they’d just returned from their jog. They did catch the other three in all their glory and Tim said, “I guess you guys just gave Elijah his sendoff.” Elijah grinned and said, “It was another great one.” Travis said, “Yeah, we noticed.” Tim and Travis then went down to clean up and get ready to leave themselves. They left the others upstairs wondering what that had meant.
End of Chapter 84
