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“
I can,” I nodded.

“
Good, now let’s get some sleep so we can wake up and do it again later.”

I spooned up next to him with this goofy grin on my face, which I don’t think went away until long after sleep had claimed me. My last thought before drifting off to sleep was that his penis was still big even when it was flaccid. That was some shit to write home about.

CHAPTER 30

I took the glass from Jamie and drank it all and held it out for a refill. He had the sense of mind to bring the whole damn bottle because he drank as quickly as I did. I was torn about what to do about this new turn of events.

He sat down on the loveseat across from me; neither of us said a mumbling word. The only sound that could be heard was that of ice clinking together.

I started speaking, “I can’t think about this anymore tonight. I just need to sleep off this booze. You sure I can sleep in the guest room?”

“
Sure. I promise not to bother you. You can lock the door if you like.”

“
I don’t think that will be necessary.” I got up from the sofa and went to the bathroom. From there I went to the guest bedroom and closed the door. I pulled back the covers, stripped to my underwear, and got in the bed. I was dizzy from the booze and the emotions. I was afraid that I would throw up from drinking so much so quickly. I looked around for a wastebasket just in case I had to upchuck. Thankfully, there was one right next to the nightstand.

I had tried to lay still so the room would stop spinning. I was able to stop the room but my mind was out of control. I could hear Jamie in the kitchen cleaning up I assumed. How he was even able to function at all was a mystery to me ’cause I was a basket case.

I saw the light go out under my door and heard him pass the room without even pausing. I held my breath until I was sure he was in his own room. I felt as vulnerable as a young woman protecting her virginity.

I turned on the television hoping that something would lull me to sleep, but, as usual, nothing would. I could not understand that with the invention of cable and one hundred possible options, nothing on the television had caught my attention.
I wonder if Jamie will still try to put in a good word for me with his dad since I turned down his sexual advances? How do I feel about him?

I opened my eyes and realized I had drifted off to sleep. My dream had been highly erotic. My dick was so hard it hurt. I grabbed it trying to ease the pain but it was no use. I took off my underwear to give my dick more room. It formed a steeple under the sheet. I spit on my hand and worked it up and down my shaft trying to jack off, but I couldn’t decide on what to fantasize about so all I was doing was frustrating myself.

The clock beside the bed read 3:07
am
. I didn’t feel drunk, but I was horny as hell. I tossed and turned; but, because of my stiff dick, I had no choice but to either lay on my side or flat out on my back. My balls were tight and painful. They were also heavy and each turn of my body felt like I was lifting bricks and morter. The pain was so bad I started to cry. I hadn’t cried since I was twelve. I tried to stifle the sobs but the harder I tried, the more I cried.

Jamie knocked on the door. “Randy, are you okay?”

I could not answer him. I tried to gobble back the sobs but this caused my chest to hurt as bad as my balls. I continued to cry. Jamie came in. He had on a robe and the backlight of the bathroom reflected the concern on his face.

“
Are you sick?” he said.

“
No.”

“
Then what’s wrong?”

“
I don’t know.” Tears continued to run out my eyes, but I had stopped sobbing.

He sat by the side of the bed. He was holding a glass of water, which I gladly took from him. I was so thirsty. I was sure he could see the imprint of my dick under the sheet but there was nothing I could do about it. I finished the water and managed to thank him.

“
Anything you want to talk about?”

I shook my head.

He stood up to leave.

“
Wait.”

He turned around to face me, a question written on his face.

I looked into his eyes. “Could you just stay here with me for a while?”

“
Uh … sure.” He sat on the edge of the bed, but I could tell he was uncomfortable.

I handed him the remote and he began flipping through channels. At this time of the morning, about the only thing that was on were pornos. That was the last thing I needed to see. Thankfully, he turned the television off ’cause if I heard one more moan or groan, I would likely have combusted. I gave him one of the pillows from under my head and invited him to lay down. He did so without question. His body was above the sheet and he was still wearing his slippers.

“
You shouldn’t be wearing slippers in bed,” I said.

“
My feet will get cold if I take them off.”

“
You can get under the covers.”

He didn’t move for a moment.

I thought he was about to bolt from the room. My dick was still hard. As long as he didn’t flip the covers back too far he wouldn’t see it sticking straight up.

He got up and slid under the covers still wearing his robe, but the slippers were gone.

I said, “you're going to burn up in that robe.”

“
I didn’t have time to throw on any clothes before I came in here.”

Hell, the only thing I was wearing was a tee shirt so it would be safe to assume he slept in the buff just like I did. “Take it off before you burn up. I won’t look.”

He took the robe off and threw it on the floor.

I kept my eyes closed until he stopped moving around. “You still drunk?”

“
Naw, I’m sober now. I’m sorry, man, about what happened earlier.”

“
It’s okay. I’m over it.” I was over the shock value, but I hadn’t forgotten the sensations he had caused in my body. Those were the images that had woken me up with a rock hard dick. Those were the images running through my mind right then while he lay naked next to me. I turned over to face him. I could not see his face clearly, but I knew exactly where he was. I would’ve bet his heart was beating very fast, almost as fast as mine.

“
I’m glad you’re over it. I’d hate to lose a friend over this.” He turned to face me.

I was sure he couldn’t see me, either. I was glad ’cause I was smiling.

I moved closer to him, not close enough to touch each other, but closer than we were. He was on the very edge of the bed. Before I had moved, so was I. Now I was closer to the middle of the bed. “I forgot how comfortable a big bed could be.”

“
I guess so. I can’t imagine sleeping on a sofa night after night.”

“
Before the sofa, I slept on a cot in the office. Now that was uncomfortable.”

He moved in closer, less on the edge. He exhaled deeply as if he had been holding his breath for a long time. “Try to get some sleep. It will be daylight soon.”

I wanted to laugh at the suggestion. I was ready to finish what he had started, and he was talking about sleep. I moved closer. Our dicks touched, almost as if they were kissing.

He moaned. “Don’t play, man.” He moved back a little.

I moved forward. “I’m not playing.” I kissed him gently on the lips.

He moaned again. Deeper this time.

“
I have no idea what I’m doing, but I want to hold you.” I moved closer, but he remained in place. I was confused by his behavior. I pushed back. “You changed your mind?”

“
It’s not that. I just want you to be sure that this is what you want to do.”

I grabbed his hand and placed it on my dick. “Does this feel like I’m undecided?”

His hand did for me what my own was incapable of. His hands felt like a velvet cloth as his fingers closed around my shaft. I was the one moaning this time. He threw back the covers, exposing our nakedness. I took off my shirt. His chest was chiseled and defined. He had a six pack, and I was working with a three and a half. He didn’t seem to mind, though.

He moved on top of me. His dick nestled next to mine as we passionately kissed. I couldn’t believe how good he tasted. I ran my hands through his locks and that excited me more. I could have never run my fingers through Felicia’s hair, she would have killed me. His hands explored my face, his lips my neck and throat. I never knew erogenous zones were hidden there.

“
How do you know what to do?” I rubbed his chest.

“
I’m just going with what I feel.” He started licking my nipples.

I’d always been self-conscious about my nipples because they looked like man boobies to me, but he feasted on them like they were tasty grapes. My dick felt like it was getting harder, if that was at all possible. “Damn, J, that feels so good!”

He eased lower. He bypasses my throbbing dick and went straight to my balls. He sucked one into his mouth, and I screamed in ecstasy. He moaned around my ball and caused it to tremble. Pre-cum spilt over the top of my dick. He immediately lapped it up. He went back and forth from my balls to my dick until I just couldn’t hold it anymore and I shot off. He sat back on his heels and watched me blow. I was a little disappointed he didn’t try to swallow my cum. But I quickly got over that.

Up until that moment, I still hadn’t actually seen his dick. He lit a candle so that I could see him in all his glory. My dick got hard almost immediately. He wiped the cum between my legs, down to the crack of my ass. He turned me over and I willingly complied. I didn’t know what he was going to do next, but I wasn’t fighting it.

He continued to wipe my cum all over my ass, rubbing his fingers over my anus. He even spread some of my cum on his dick.

“
Can I?” He pushed the tip of a finger inside of me.

I knew exactly what he meant, but I didn’t know if I could handle a full-sized dick. I mean a dog’s dick was something entirely different. I looked at him over my shoulder. “You’re going to have to go at it easy. I’ve never done this before.”

“
Neither have I, but I will do my best not to hurt you.”

Immediately I tensed up my ass anticipating the pain. As he massaged my ass and kissed the back of my neck, I began to loosen up. I can’t lie, it hurt like hell when the tip finally made it in. To my surprise, however, my body started pulling him in even farther until he was all the way inside of me. It felt like it had taken more than twenty minutes to work his way inside, but in actuality it was less than five.

He paused. “Are you okay?”

This surprised me because, despite the pain going in, he felt so good. “Yes, I’m fine. Did it hurt you?”

He said, “Yeah, I’m trying to hold in this nut that is about to make me lose my mind.”

I pushed back on his dick, and he began to fuck me. He gave it to me. Slow at first, then we both just went wild. I was taking every inch he was giving, and he was giving it to me good. I don’t know who was yelling louder him or me. When we came, I had what I can only describe as an out of body experience. Slowly he withdrew from me, and that’s when the pain started to kick back in. I couldn’t tell if I was hurting ’cause he was stretching my ass or because he was leaving it.

He turned me over to kiss me, but I could not lay on my butt; it was way too sore for that. I winced and he wrapped me in his arms, kissing away my tears. These tears were different, these tears were of fulfillment.

“
I’m sorry I hurt you,” he said.

“
It’s okay. It’s to be expected. I enjoyed it very much, but I think I might go soak in the tub for a little while.”

“
Can I join you?”

“
Sure,” I said.

I ran the water as hot as we could stand it. We both eased ourselves into his oversized tub. I was between his legs leaning back against his chest.

“
I never knew it would be like this,” I announced.

“
Me neither. I’ve fucked women in the ass before but being with a man is so different. Just feeling your hard dick made me harder.”

“
I’m trying to figure out how I feel about this. Should I be feeling like a bitch?”

“
Why, ’cause I came inside of you?” He nibbled at my ear.

“
Yeah.” I was so confused.

“
We were men when we lay together, and we are men now that were up. Who we sleep with doesn’t change who we are. I just refuse to believe that.”

“
Society won’t agree with that.” I wasn’t sure if I agreed, either.

“
Fuck society. What happens in the privacy of the bedroom is our business. That is why I asked you if you were sure because I didn’t want you to start psychoanalyzing this.”

“
I’m not trying to psychoanalyze anything. I’m just trying to figure out where we go from here.”

“
Randy, you don’t make any life altering decisions after sleeping with a woman, so don’t go trying to make them after sleeping with a man.”

“
Jamie, I’ve been out the game for a very long time. I haven’t slept with anyone other than my wife since we were in college. That’s a long time, man.”

“
I didn’t realize that. This changes the game somewhat.”