The Gus Diaries

Part 36

Friends and Lovers
 

As we entered the final week of regular classes, Jeff and I seemed to spend more and more time with our friends. A lot of them would be going away for the summer; some with their families, some with the parent they don’t live with (like I did when I was in Canada all those fucking wasted years – yes, I’m still angry at my mothers) and some to work at camps as counselors.

I hadn’t spoken to my mothers for over a week and they’d given up on calling. If they didn’t respect me, at least they respected MJ’s threats about getting me a new phone number. I miss them, but not nearly as much as I can’t stand the thought of talking with them.

Anyway, last Friday night Jeff and I planned to go out with Matt and his girlfriend and another two couples. It’s kind of cool thinking of myself as part of a couple. Sometimes I think that I’ll just fall apart if Jeff and I ever break up, but since there’s no sign of that now I’m not worried.

When we met the gang at the movies to see some Brett Keller film (that guy makes the shittiest films, but no one hears you if you start talking because of all the explosions), we discovered that there were more people coming than we realized.

Matt and Jessica were there and so were two other guys from the team and their dates but there was also a couple I’d never met before. Jessica immediately took up the introductions. It seems that her brother, Mark, who’s nineteen, is gay and his boyfriend Rick is seventeen and finishing his junior year at Allegheny High.

At first I thought it was kind of cool to actually have more than one gay couple in our group until we went out for a junk food binge after the movie. Watching Brett Keller blow up half the continent makes me hungry. We ended up at two adjoining tables with our end becoming the “gay” end of the table. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable about my age and I hadn’t felt that way around Jeff in a long time.

We all ordered and then our end of the table got quiet while the hetero end started talking about all the bullshit special effects in the movie while the girls kept saying how gross all the blood was – talk about stereotypes. They were the poster children for teen hetero dating.

Finally Mark spoke up. “So Jeff, my sister tells me you’re some kind of star athlete in school.”

Jeff started to blush slightly so I chimed in, “He’s the best basketball player on the team and was awarded athlete of the year by the school.”

“What about you? You look kind of young to be on a varsity team. Are you some kind of prodigy?”

“Hardly, but I’m tall and can handle a basketball well.”

“I bet you can handle balls well. What do you say, Jeff?” Mark smirked. Did he think I didn’t get his fucking lousy joke?

“Gus is an amazing basketball player and he’s a better boyfriend than anyone I can imagine. As far as holding balls, that’s our business.” Jeff really is amazing.

“Hey, don’t get me wrong, All-star, but the best thing about being gay is that you can have a boyfriend and still play on the sidelines.”

Rick finally opened his mouth. “Yeah, Mark says that being gay gives us the right to trick when we want and still have a relationship. Girls just don’t understand.”

I wasn’t sure I understood either. I know that I’ve heard a lot about both my dads’ behavior over the years, but I never really listened all that closely. Maybe it was time to think about all this shit before I said something that I didn’t mean OR did something I didn’t want.

Jeff surprised me by answering Rick, “You know, Ricky, you and I are the same age. I had a boyfriend a lot like Mark last year. He was older and I thought whatever he said was THE word. Then he started taking me to gay bars. He got me a fake ID and because I was tall, and hot (he winked at me), no one ever challenged it.”

“So you understand what Mark’s saying.”

“I understand alright. I understand that my former boyfriend wanted to have me in his bed on demand and anyone else he wanted when they made themselves available. He wanted to use me to attract even more tricks so I’d end up getting fucked in more ways than one. I’m fucking clear on this, Ricky.” Then he turned to Mark. “Do you have anything to add or challenge in my statement?”

“Hey Mr. Basketball Star, if you want to live the boring life, go right ahead. But getting and giving head is a pleasure I want to experience in a variety of ways. I don’t just want vanilla in my life.”

“Sorry to hear that, Mr. College Man. But you see, I get every flavor because not only do I have a fucking fabulous person in Gus, but he’s hotter, and a shitload more creative, than anything or anyone I’ve ever seen in one of those bars. He can keep me on the edge for an entire night if he wants to.” Then Jeff smirked and winked at me. “But then I’d miss the ultimate bliss of having us both have orgasms -- what, six or seven times in any given night. Is that about right, Gus?”

I was so taken by Jeff’s defense of our relationship and his demonstration of what it meant to him that I almost missed my cue. “Oh, oh yeah, six or seven – at least.”

“Shit, you can’t be serious. This youngster can do that? You’re a fucking liar.” Mark seemed a bit shocked.

Then I chimed in, “Well, we do have help.”

“See, I knew it.”

“I have a very well-stocked toy box too, that let’s say keeps us entertained.” Just to add an extra dig, “One of my dads helped me pick out my collection.”

“One of your dads?”

“Oh yeah, my dads are Justin Taylor…”

“The artist? We learned about him in modern art class this year.”

“Yeah Rick, that Justin Taylor, and my other dad – the one I get my DNA from is Brian Kinney.”

Now Mark was really paying attention. “The Brian Kinney who owns Babylon…and isn’t that the Justin Taylor who was the youngest King of Babylon?”

“That’s them.” I smiled and decided that silence was my best weapon now.

“Are you sure you guys don’t want to set up…let’s say, a play date?” Mark was practically salivating and I was pretty fucking close to laughing my head off.

Jeff coyly smiled at both of them. “While the offer is certainly enticing, you’ll have to understand that there’s a good reason why I don’t share.”

“To the victor go the fucking spoils.” Mark practically grunted.

I smirked, “Literally.”

“You’re okay kid, for such a youngster.” Mark turned to Jeff. “And you’re one lucky fucker.”

Jeff smiled and took my hand and kissed it, “You have no idea how lucky.” I ducked my head so no one would see me blush.

All of a sudden Jessica came around to our side of the table and stood between me and Rick. “So are you boys all getting along well?”

I looked up at her. “Swimmingly.” Then I turned to Jeff, “My dad is going to be picking us up soon to go to Britin.”

“What’s Britin?”

Jeff took this one. “Well Rick, that’s Gus’ fathers’ estate.” Then he looked at Rick and Mark pointedly. “Later boys, we have a long, long (he stretched out the word) night ahead of us, and I need to preserve my energy.”

With that we rose and said our goodbyes to all our friends and headed outside to wait for dad to come by. As we left we heard Mark say, “Well fuck me.”

Jeff smirked, “He wishes.”

 

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The ride home was pretty uneventful. Dad brought MJ along for company. Something tells me MJ enjoys quiet times like that with Dad. No interruptions since it’s almost midnight and they can talk without my prying ears looming in the background. It made me think a bit, as did the whole evening.

Before settling down in my room I told Jeff I needed to ask my dads something. I knocked on their door, hoping they weren’t already having their ‘private time’.

“Come in, Sonny Boy.”

I pushed the door open and saw Dad sitting in bed, reading a book. “How did you know it was me?”

“Who else would be knocking? Jeff doesn’t come to our room, and if it was an emergency my guess is he wouldn’t be quite so formal.”

“Right.”

“Okay, Gus, something’s on your mind. What’s got you all tongue-tied?”

“I was just wondering…” MJ walked out of the bathroom at that point with a towel around his waist and wet hair. “Nothing, I’ll leave you two alone.”

“Gus, what’s going on? Is something wrong?” MJ has this tone of voice that always draws me in. I can’t help but look at him and answer.

“It’s about privacy.”

“You don’t think you have enough privacy!” Dad sat up.

“Brian, shhh, I don’t think that’s what he means. Go on.”

“Thanks, MJ. Dad, you and MJ give me plenty of privacy. But what about you?”

“What about us?” I could tell Dad was getting impatient with me.

“Okay, here goes. Do you and MJ get enough time alone with me living here now? I mean, I used to live here only in the summer, but now it’s all year round and I, I, I…”

“Yes, Gus…” MJ had the nerve to smile.

“I don’t want to fuck up your alone time. You know what I mean, don’t you?”

Dad laughed and MJ smiled. “Sonny Boy, far be it from me to NOT be concerned about getting enough time alone with Justin, but believe it or not, we find ways. You do realize you’re not with us twenty-four, seven.”

“Yeah but…”

“No buts about it. Think of what you do when Sunshine and I go out or after we all truly settle in for the night.” I nodded my head and then started smiling when I thought of all the times Jeff and I had stayed at Britin while my dads went out. Then I suddenly realized exactly what he was saying.

“Ewww, gross! I so didn’t want that image in my head.”

“Well then, Sonny Boy, I suggest you check in with Jeff and see what he can do about augmenting that image. In the meantime, unless you want to witness how Justin and I enjoy our after hours alone time, you’ll leave and not return unless the house is on fire.”

The two of them had the nerve to laugh and as I left the room, right before closing the door I heard Dad say, in a very sexy voice that I wasn’t used to. “Now what could possibly be hidden under that towel, Sunshine. I think we’d better investigate – thoroughly.” Gross!

 

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When I returned to my room I opened the door and saw Jeff lying naked on the bed. There was a wicked smirk on his face and he was rolling my butt plug in his hands. He looked so fucking hot.

“It’s about time you came back, Newbie, I’ve been waiting.”

I locked my door, stripped off my clothing in record time and practically pounced on my bed. Jeff immediately flipped me onto my back and he began to run the plug up and down my chest and side. Just the thought of its next stop made me shiver.

Jeff reached over and grabbed the lube and rubbed some on his fingers. As he kissed me all around my neck, cheeks and lips he began to circle my hole. I’m sure I must have moaned; he may have to. Just as I felt one finger start to breach the entrance, Jeff began to suck on my adam’s apple. I arched back a little and then his finger slid in. He soon added one more to add to the stimulation and I was in heaven.

He wiggled his fingers inside my channel and when he found my prostate he gently nudged it. Oh god, that felt so incredible. Everything was tingling.

He soon began sucking on my nipples and removed his fingers. I’m sure I sighed with displeasure but his fingers were soon replaced by the plug. I gripped Jeff so tightly that I left marks on his back and shoulders.

He slowly pushed the plug in and then started to turn it and nudge it until WHAM! It hit my prostate and it was like a bolt of pleasure went right through me. Jeff continued to nudge the plug in rhythm with himself as he started to rut against my thigh. He kept kissing me and pulling me tighter the whole time and all my senses were on overload.

Finally, with one last nudge I started to shoot, yelling, “Oh fuck!”

Then I felt Jeff follow almost immediately and our cum mixed on my stomach and chest.

Jeff slowly pulled the plug out and I was a bit let down by the loss and felt the need to hold him close. He dropped the plug off the bed and brought me into his arms even tighter.

As we both finally began to relax he separated us slightly and put his fingers in our mixed cum. He brought them to his lips and licked. It was the hottest thing I could ever imagine seeing, and then he brought his fingers to my lips for a taste. It was incredible, because it was us.

We rested together for a while and then I went to the bathroom to get us a warm cloth to clean up with.

I lay in Jeff’s arms so happy, with one question looming and it had to be asked. “Jeff.”

“Yes, Gus.” I could tell he was drowsy and satisfied by the way he had his arm around me and was stroking my shoulder.

“Do you think they’re right?”

“Who?”

“Mark and Rick – do you think we’ll need to invite other people into our relationship to spice it up from time to time?”

Jeff rolled on his side and faced me. He started to stroke my cheek and hair gently. “How did you feel about what we just did?”

“I thought it was the most amazing thing ever.”

“And how do you feel when we use the dildo or the cuffs?”

“That’s not fair; you’re starting to get me hard again.”

“That’s my point. If we can just get hard talking about what we do together and we haven’t even fully fucked yet, how can we possibly add any more spice than we already have?”

“I love you, Jeff. You always know just the right thing to say.” We kissed briefly after that. “Imagine how hot our sex life will be once my dad lets us into Babylon. Just the thought of watching all those hot guys staring at us while we dance and touch is…”

After that we were both lost. We were so fucking hard just from talking about sex with each other it was incredible. I started to suck Jeff’s cock. It’s so beautiful and long, but after a while he stopped me. He straddled my legs, lining up our cocks and began to stroke them together while he put on a show for me, pulling and rubbing his own nipples. I started to do the same.

I wanted to move more but with him sitting on my legs it was impossible and it made it all the hotter. Soon I found myself calling out his name as he did mine when we both shot together.

Jeff got off me and neither of us bothered cleaning up this time. He lay on his side and held me, whispering, “Does it seem like we need to add to our sex life?”

“No fucking way.” I was nearly asleep and felt Jeff pull the top sheet and blanket up over us.

Then he began to stroke my hair and I heard him murmur in my ear, “I love you Gus, don’t ever forget that. No matter where we ever go, or who we may meet, I love you.”

“Me too, Jeff.”

And that was the last thing I remember before falling asleep.

It’s good to know that no matter what and no matter the temptation, I have Jeff nearby to take care of me and steer me in the right direction. He’s amazing…and I bet his dick up my ass will be unbelievable…but not yet.


[More in 2 weeks as I’ll be away on a family vacation.]

 

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