Florida, USA
Part 14

While I was in the bathroom taking a leak, I was wondering what Kevin and Joshua were talking about. I didn't wanna miss a thing. And as I watched my piss churning up the water in the bottom of the bowl, I thought about Paul. "I wonder what that fucker's been up to while I've been away. Probably partying at Freddie's place... or maybe with all the guys at Pop's place." Actually, I was missing all my buds 'cause I felt totally at ease with those guys.

"Thought you were gonna be in there forever," Kevin said as I returned to the living room. "I'm busting." Then he made a beeline for the bathroom.

"Did I miss anything?" I asked as I sat cross-legged on the floor.

"Not really. Kevin seems to be feeling a little awkward after what happened... and without you here. Truth is, I'm feeling a bit awkward myself. I mean, we've been sharing this apartment for months, and then outa the blue one day my tongue is suddenly up his ass. We didn't say much."

"What do you mean without me here?"

"You're a diversion. When you left the room, it was like Kevin and I were suddenly confronted with the reality of what happened tonight... and how it might affect our sharing this place."

"And Oth?"

"That too. But I've got a feeling that Oth and I won't be an item for much longer."

"What about you and Kevin?"

"I don't think so. He's totally gorgeous, but I don't think he's ready for me yet."

"He said he fantasizes about you."

"In private. I don't think he's ready to make the transition from fantasy to reality just now."

"Hey!" Kevin complained as he walked into the room. All eyes immediately focused on his awesome, dangling schlong with its mesmerizing, sculpted head. "You gave me a hickey!"

"Where?"

"Up here. On my neck! Hello? Up here, dudes!"

"Oh... there... well, I... "

"Turn around," I ordered.

"What for?"

"You might have a couple more."

"Hickeys? Where? Oh, no! Not there!"

"Yep," I lied as I studied Kevin's delicious, firm buns. "Two biggies."

"Jesus! Well, at least nobody will get to see them."

"We have."

"I gotta go pee," Joshua announced with a grin, then disappeared.

"So," I said after Kevin had settled into the chair, then checked his beer can only to discover it was empty. "Was the blow job as good as you thought it would be?"

"No way I could've imagined anything like that, Daniel. I mean those awesome sensations... no possible way."

"Lemme know when you're ready for another one."

"You serious?"

"Sure. Why not?"

"The discomfort... the gagging. You looked like you were in pain or something. Can you tell me something? Why do gay guys put up with that kinda stuff? Is it like some kinda masochistic thing?"

"Nah. None of that bullshit. Anyway, girls do it too, y'know. You just look at a dick... depending on whose it is... and you wanna blow it. Simple."

"But why?"

"'Cause dicks are cool. Isn't that what you fantasize about? You never did tell us. Do you fantasize about blowing Joshua? Or him blowing you?"

"You want another Bud?"

"Cool. You wanna get one for Joshua?"

After Joshua had returned, and three more ring-pulls had popped, I asked Kevin if he wanted to take part in an experiment.

"What kind of experiment?"

"I just wanna get your reaction to something."

"Like what?" he asked as I stood in front of him. I watched his eyes eventually leave mine, then travel slowly down my chest and abs 'til they reached my semi.

"What are you thinking?"

"What am I supposed to be thinking?"

"I dunno. You tell me." Then I went around to the side of the chair, so that my cock was just a foot or so from his face. His eyes met mine again, briefly, then returned to my crotch. I took my lazy five inches between my thumb and forefinger, and gave it a bit of a shake. "Well?"

"Don't do this to me," he said as he dragged his eyes away from my meat, and took a sip of beer.

"Do what?"

"You're trying to prove something."

"And did I?" I asked after I'd resumed my place on the floor, and folded my legs.

"Yes."

"So what did I prove?"

"Why don't you tell me? You're the fucking expert."

Joshua was following all of this with interest, but decided to remain silent. Meantime, I didn't wanna put words into Kevin's mouth. It was pretty obvious that he wasn't comfortable about revealing his private thoughts.

"OK, Kevin, let's forget it. I was just curious about..."

"About what? About me? OK. You were right, Daniel. I took one look at that schlong of yours, and I had this incredible urge... I wanted to... I wanted to suck it. I don't know why. It was like I had no choice or something. So where the fuck do these feelings come from? How come I don't have any control?"

"So like who has control? Me? Joshua?"

"So I'm gay?"

"Whatever turns you on."

"I don't wanna be gay, dammit!"

"So what do you wanna be?"

"I dunno the answer to that, either."

Joshua finally decided to enter the convo. "Hey, Kevin. Do you think straights make a conscious decision about being straight? Huh? They sprout a few pubes and check out some chick's tits, and like it's a decision all of a sudden? C'mon for Christ sake! It's not about control. It's about natural urges."

"It's easy for you guys. You're used to it. You've come to terms with it. It's no biggie any more."

"Should it be?"

"I can't believe what happened when Daniel waved his dick in my face."

"Pretty impressive, huh?" I laughed. "Maybe not as impressive as yours, but pretty damn cool."

Kevin smiled at me, then took another sip of his beer. "You're just so fucking relaxed about everything, Daniel."

"Wasn't always."

"Would you prefer to be straight?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"That's like asking me if I'd prefer to be somebody else. I'm not somebody else. I'm me. Hey, you wanna know something interesting? Mr B..."

"Who's he?"

"A grumpy, old fart who writes stories. Well, anyway, he doesn't wanna be me, and I don't wanna be him. We're happy being who we are, 'cause who we are is complementary. Y'know?"

"Daniel's right. The only reason you're pissed off, Kevin, is 'cause you haven't come to terms with who you are yet. But, when you do, you'll be fine... and you won't wanna be anybody else but who you are."

"Easy for you to say."

"I don't understand you, Kevin," I ventured. "You're a totally cool guy... just a bit screwed in the head. I'll bet you'd have a million friends if you'd just lighten up."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. Maybe I'm just a teen, but I've learned that you can't go around apologizing for who you are all the damn time. That fucking sucks, big time. And if you don't feel good about yourself, you're sending out a negative message, man."

"Did I send a negative message to you?"

"I was too busy gawking at your schlong to notice."

"OK," he laughed, "so I've gotta go to school with it hanging outa my pants. Is that your advice?"

"I would. But then I'm me... fucking outrageous. You want my advice? Two words. Chill and smile. Actually, you've got a totally wicked smile, Kevin."

"Think so?"

"Know so."

"I wish I'd had a friend like you back in high school."

"You built a wall around yourself, dude. You wouldn't have let anybody in, anyway. Look at you and Joshua... both too fucking paranoid to get to know each other... to be up front. Then I come along and whammo! Joshua's got his tongue up your ass," I cracked, then became totally hysterical. "And you've got hickeys on your butt! Woohoo!"

"So have you."

"Huh?"

"You mean you haven't noticed?"

"Where?" I asked as I stood, and pointed my ass toward Kevin. I glanced briefly at Joshua, who was wearing a big, cheesy grin.

"Jeez! One, two, three... fucking hell! There's gotta be at least a dozen hickeys there."

"You serious?" Then I felt something pinch one of my ass cheeks. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Now you've got one more."

"You bit my ass?"

"There's a law against it?"

"No... but..." I sat on the floor again, totally puzzled. "I mean..."

"Surprised you?"

"Yeah. 'Cause a few minutes ago you were..."

"That was a few minutes ago."

"So what's happened?"

"You waved your dick in my face."

"But you freaked."

"That was then, this is now."

I could hardly believe what I was hearing. "You've changed your mind?"

"I had it changed for me. Or maybe it never needed changing. Maybe when I..."

"Kevin," Joshua interrupted as he leaned forward, "are you sure about this?"

"'Course he's sure!" I insisted. "Stop interfering!"

Joshua ignored me, and continued to quiz his bud. "I don't want you to turn around one day and tell me that you were pressured into anything. Maybe you've had too much to drink, Kevin. Are you drunk?"

"After three beers? Gimme a break, Josh. Anyway, I haven't even finished the third one yet. No, I'm not drunk... just relaxed."

"Woohoo!" I laughed. "Two firsts in one night! You get your first blowjob, and now you're gonna blow me! Outasight!"

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