The Gus Diaries

Part 84

Graduation I
 

The past couple of weeks have been an insane roller coaster ride and not the good kind. Everything had been going so smoothly. Dad’s birthday was a huge success. He even ate a piece of his cake; Uncle Emmett took the most delight in that little gesture. Of course, Dad whined about needing an extra hour on the treadmill, but everyone knew that was his way of expressing his enjoyment.

Things started going south soon after. Jeff was over for the weekend -- nothing new there. We were both thrilled because he didn’t have to work on Sunday, so we didn’t have to set the alarm clock.

Not long before noon, I rolled over to find him staring at me. “Hey, Newbie, you finally decided to rise from the dead.”

“If I’m dead it’s your fault. We must have been fucking for hours last night.” I stretched and then reached over to start combing my fingers through Jeff’s bed hair. It was sticking up everywhere.

“Two.”

“Huh?”

“We fucked, sucked, licked and kissed for two hours.” He was smirking, which was kind of cute, but I wouldn’t dare tell him.

“Got it.” I rolled on top of Jeff and crashed my lips down on his. “Care to make it three?” He wrapped his arms around me and brought his lips to mine, kissing hungrily. I could feel my cock lengthening as the intensity grew.

We rolled over and he continued to kiss me as he straddled my body. When our cocks rubbed together, the heat began to build faster than I expected.

“Jeff, touch me, suck me.”

He brushed his hands over the sides of my body, then pinched and licked my nipples. My back arched involuntarily. “Oh God, more!”

It was all too much, too fast. This definitely wasn’t going to last an hour. “You want more, Newbie?”

“Please, please.” I could barely speak. He squeezed both our dicks together and the pressure drove me wild. I wanted to come but he kept letting go just as I got close.

He reached over towards the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He opened it and handed it to me. With unsteady hands I rolled it down his hard length. When it was completely on, I squeezed his balls. “Ahhh, fuck!” He swatted my hand away, obviously close enough that he was at risk of coming too soon.

He opened the tube of lube and squeezed some on his hand and then put some on mine as he briefly freed my body. “Prepare yourself. I want to watch.”

Just hearing those words added fuel to the fire. My head fell back and my eyes closed. I spread my legs, unable to look at him watching me and began to circle my hole with the lubed fingers. When I pressed inside, I envisioned Jeff’s cock slowly pushing into me, opening me, filling me.

“Gus, you are so fucking hot, so beautiful. Keep going.”

One finger wasn’t enough. I added a second, stretching, pushing in farther and then I touched my prostate. “Shit!”

My eyes still closed, I felt Jeff grip my wrist and pull my hand out quickly. It hurt but I knew that I would soon be filled again, with him.

Jeff lifted my legs onto his shoulders, and without hesitation, he thrust his dick completely into my waiting channel, ramming hard and fast against the spot that drove me crazy. “Jeff!”

I gripped his shoulders and forced him closer so we could kiss. Our lips smashed against one another, tongues fighting for dominance as he bent me in half, never stopping the hard and fast rhythm. “You’re incredible. I love how you want me, how you beg me to shove it in deeper and deeper.”

He thrust one last forceful time and we both yelled together. I spilled my load all over the two of us and then felt Jeff filling me from the inside.

Collapsing on top of me, the two of us lay there panting, trying to catch our breath.

All too soon Jeff pulled out, making sure that the condom stayed in place as he did. We lay side by side silently.

After a few minutes, when I had regained my composure, I turned to him and smiled. He returned the smile, wrapping an arm around me, drawing me in to lean on his chest. It felt so safe.

“I’m going to miss this.”

“Why, Gus, are you going somewhere you haven’t told me about?” I felt him chuckle as I lay with my head over his heart.

“No, but you are.”

“I’m not following you.”

“When you go to CMU, you’re not going to be able to stay here every weekend. There’ll be school shit, and you won’t want your high school boyfriend hanging around all the time... holding you back.”

Jeff sat up abruptly and looked at me, his brow furrowed. “What the fuck! That’s bullshit and you know it.”

I sat up facing him. “It’s not bullshit.” I brushed the hair off his forehead. “I’m not stupid, and I don’t want you to miss out on all the college shit that goes on because you have a ball and chain waiting in the background.”

“You can be such a jackass or drama queen when you want to be -- you know that! I want you in my life; in the center of my life, not the background. Don’t you ever think otherwise. Anything else is crap and if you’d stop being such a goddamn martyr, you’d know it! Don’t you believe that I know what I feel for you?”

He was really angry. “Of course I do. I just...”

“Don’t second guess us. That’ll kill us faster than anything else ever could.” He pulled my head in for an urgent, passionate kiss. It felt like it went on forever.

When we finally pulled apart, I was dizzy, my cock was beginning to recharge, and all I wanted was to take back all the stupid things I said.

“Now get your tight ass in the shower with me. We both stink and I still want to suck you off.”

I couldn’t help but grin. “And I can’t wait to return the favor.”

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
 

After that amazing morning at Britin, school, finals and senior class activities brought me back to reality.

A few days later at lunch, Marci and I joined a bunch of our friends from the basketball and football teams. They were all laughing and talking and it took us a while to catch on to what they were so excited about.

“Newbie, come here!” I sat next to Jeff and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed me -- not something we typically do in the school building where everyone could see us. Being gay still has some limits, but he clearly didn’t give a shit at that moment.

“You seem in a particularly good mood.” I dug into my burger.

“The senior class trip next week isn’t to that slimy, polluted beach this year.” His eyes were so bright they could light up a room, and he was practically jumping up and down in his seat.

“Well... where the hell are you all going?”

“To the new Six Flags park they built between here and Harrisburg!”

“Shit! That’s going to be amazing.”

“I know. They have five roller coasters that turn upside down.”

“Wow, puke heaven.” I snorted. “You’ll have to tell me all about it.”

And then his face froze and he looked at me. “Damn, you’re not going to be with me.”

“Welcome to my world of the lower classes.”

“I wonder if we could get special permission.”

Marci interrupted, “Jeff, have you lost your mind? The senior trip has always been a day when boyfriends and girlfriends who are freshman, sophomores and juniors are left behind. It’s a sad, yet, ongoing tradition.”

Steve looked at Marci. “It’s bullshit. How the hell can I have fun on all those rides if I can’t hold you?”

She tilted her head and laughed. “I have a feeling you’ll survive. Half the cheerleading squad will be happy to take my place.” I got the double meaning in her statement, but I wasn’t sure Steve did.

I thought again about holding Jeff back and felt he’d get pissed off if I said anything. Somehow I knew that if he focused on me, especially when he left for college, he wouldn’t get the most out of the experience.

I had to figure out some way for him to know that I love him, but that I didn’t want him to feel tied down. It was time to get a little quality advice from my dads. They’d know what to do.

“Gus, wake up. What the fuck were you daydreaming about?”

“Nothing -- nothing at all. Just envious that you’ll get all that greasy food and experience all those stomach churning rides while I’m in class all day.”

“I’ll miss you the whole day that I’m there.”

“Just make sure you have a good time. We’ll go together this summer.” I stopped talking and pretended to focus on my food, but then I noticed Marci glaring at me. She rolled her eyes and shook her head -- busted.

[TBC]
 

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