On the first day of school after summer vacation I was hoping I would see Josh early in the day because I was dying to tell him about my adventure with Maryanne. I did in fact see Josh, who was in only two of my classes as well as gym that year, but we didn’t get a chance to talk before lunch.
I was a little late to lunch, and I was surprised to see not only Josh at The Fag Table but also two other boys as well as Maryanne and another girl. There had never, ever been a girl at The Fag Table!
Sitting on the only empty stool, between Maryanne and Josh, I looked quizzically at the girls. Maryanne laughed, saying, “We thought it was about time to integrate this table. And no, neither of us is gay.” Lunch was a cheerful, rather loud affair but because of the others I couldn’t talk with Josh.
In gym we took lockers side by side. Seeing Josh standing there naked except for his jock strap and near other boys in similar attire I realized how much he had grown over the summer. He was now about five-ten. His arms and legs were muscled and his chest had filled out. He would always be slender, thank God because that’s how I liked him, but he was clearly stronger and fitter after working on the farm all summer. Without looking up, Josh asked, “So how do you know Maryanne? She seemed to be quite friendly with you.”
I blushed and quickly told him about my test date, especially the slow dancing and the kiss.
Looking a little anxious, Josh asked, “So, what do you think?”
“I still don’t know. I’m still confused. But what I do know is that I had no reaction down here,” I said, pointing towards my crotch. “And I know that when I jerked off that night I fantasized about you, not her.”
“Whew!” exclaimed Josh. “I’m relieved because I have something to tell you later. I brought extra clothes so I could come to the farm tonight. Is that OK?”
I agreed that of course it was and we went into the gym, our least favorite place in the school.
Later, as the four of us and Charlie walked up the long drive to our house from the road, I looked at Josh who said, “Not here. It’s private.”
We dropped off our belongings in the kitchen and Josh helped me muck out the barn and milk the cows. We delivered the milk to the house and returned to the barn, climbing up into the loft. There Josh said, “OK, I really wanna do this right today. Sit down.” He proceeded to remove my boots and socks, then reached up to unbutton my shirt, removing it and my T-shirt. As he had done so often before, he began kissing me on my face, my mouth, my ears, before he moved down to my chest. Taking one of my nipples in his mouth he gently bit down on it as I sighed happily.
“Lie down,” Josh commanded. I did and Josh moved back up to my mouth, this time not only kissing me but tonguing me eagerly. I groaned as our tongues caressed each other, first in one mouth then the other. Finally Josh withdrew his tongue and moved to my waist, where he undid my belt, unzipped my jeans and pulled down my trousers and undershorts.
Quickly undressing himself, he lay beside me, running his hand lightly over my chest, nibbling one of my nipples again. Slowly, he kissed and licked his way down towards my crotch, pausing for a moment to tongue my belly button. Then he did something he had never done before — he took my cock in his mouth. It was an amazing sensation.
I moaned. I was fully aroused and I guess Josh knew it wouldn’t take long. Very slowly and gently he moved his lips up and down my cock, surrounding it and caressing it with his tongue as he moved. I could feel the tension rising and rising. I began to arch my back gasping, “Oh, God!” I came in Josh’s mouth, cum squirting to the back of his throat again and again.
When I had finally relaxed, Josh swallowed and removed his mouth, moving up to lie beside me.
“That was astounding!” I exclaimed. “I loved it! Where did you learn to do that?”
“Well, I pretty much figured it out for myself, but I did pick up a few pointers on the internet.”
“I’ve GOT to get internet!”
“You can come to my house and I can show you all kinds of things.”
I had never been to Josh’s house, mostly because I always had chores and other work to do but I resolved right then to find a way to go.
“Do you want me to do that for you?” I asked.
“In a minute. But first I have something I want to tell you. I’m a little nervous about it, so I hope you don’t mind. Please don’t be mad at me if it upsets you.”
“I could never be mad at you. What is it?”
“I think I’m in love with you.”
I was stunned. The silence seemed to go on forever.
Finally, Josh asked, “Are you upset?”
“N…o…o…o,” I said slowly. “I’m not upset but I don’t really know what to think.” Then I smiled and said, “But that’s nothing new, is it?” I thought a few more moments before I said, “I guess I always thought of being gay as just about sex. I never thought about gay guys really loving each other. And since I never thought of it, I don’t really know how I feel about you. I like you a lot. You’re my best friend and I love doing things with you, including sex. But I don’t know if I love you or not. Can you give me some time to think about it?”
“Sure. Take all the time you need. You know, I’m not sure just what love is. I just know that when you’re not around, I really miss you. I think about you all the time, and it’s not always about sex. I kinda think that’s what love is, wanting to be with somebody all the time and wanting to share everything with them — what you do, what you think, what you feel. That’s how I feel about you. OK?”
I nodded.
“Now, will you suck my cock?”
We both laughed and I got busy, soon bringing Josh to an ecstatic climax. When we finished we just lay beside each other, each with his own thoughts.
At dinner that night, I asked, “Grandpa, Josh always comes here. Could I maybe sometimes go to his house and sleep over? I could go with him on Friday. I could still walk to church on Sunday, and then we could go back to school together on Monday.”
Grandpa asked the question I already knew was coming: “How would your chores get done?”
“We could do them,” chimed in Derek.
“We could?” asked Teddy.
“Yes,” said Derek firmly, “we could.”
“Oh. OK,” Teddy agreed cheerfully.
Grandpa also agreed but before the boys could do my chores, I had to teach Teddy how to milk the cows. At first he was a little hesitant. After all, a cow is pretty big and Teddy was still quite small. But he eventually overcame his fears and, by Friday morning, he was milking, if not like an expert, at least well enough to get by.
So that day I took extra clothes, including my church clothes, to school, and at the end of the day Josh and I rode his bus to town.
Josh lived in a two-story, wood-shingled house painted light gray with white trim. We entered a hallway with a dining room opening to the left and the living room to the right. Josh called out, “We’re home,” before leading me up the central staircase. In front of us at the top of the stairs was a closet. Josh led to the left and entered the first of two rooms.
“This is the guest room,” he said, motioning me inside. It was a bright room with patterned wallpaper, a double bed covered with a white bedspread, a dresser, and a small desk.
<“So this is where I sleep?” I asked.
Grinning lewdly Josh said, “If you’re a good boy, you can sleep with me, but it’ll be our secret. You’ll need to make the bed in here look like it’s been slept in.”
After I put my things down, Josh opened a door into a bathroom, complete with a shower. A second door from the bathroom opened into Josh’s bedroom. It was similarly furnished except for a larger desk which held a computer. “My parents’ bedroom is on the other side of the stairs. They have their own bathroom with a tub and shower.”
Grinning I asked, “Why don’t we sleep in one room one night and in the other room another night? Your mom won’t go into them will she?”
“Great idea. I don’t think she’ll go in until after you leave on Monday. Come here, there’s something I wanna show you.” Moving over to his desk he turned on his computer, gave it time to warm up, logged on, and went onto the internet. Typing in a dotcom address, he said, “Watch.”
As a picture came up, I exclaimed, “Holy shit!” Before me was a picture of two boys with each other’s cocks in their mouths. As I watched they moved back and forth until I heard sounds of groaning and sighing as both boys clearly came.
“Is this site legal?” I asked.
“Yup. Strictly speaking, it’s not legal for us to watch it because we have to be eighteen. But all I had to do was tell them I was eighteen and I had free access. There’s all kinds of sites like this.”
We surfed from site to site, clicking on interesting looking pictures. We found pictures and videos of naked boys, of boys who had come all over themselves, and of boys doing all sorts of things with each other. Josh said the boys all had to be eighteen or more, but some of them looked pretty young to me.
Finally, when Josh’s mother called us to dinner, he clicked off the computer and we trotted downstairs. I had met Josh’s parents a couple of times at school functions so we quickly settled down to a delicious, home-cooked meal and a lot of happy chatter. They asked me about farming and I told them how much I loved it. When we finished, I offered to do the dishes so Josh and I rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher before returning upstairs.
“OK, Josh, two questions. Did you tell me before that your parents know you’re gay?” Josh nodded. “Second, do they know about what you do on the computer?”
Josh laughed. “Nope. If they really wanted to find out, I’m sure they could, but they allow me my privacy and they never ask any questions.”
After that, we settled down to doing our homework. At ten o’clock, we put our books away and got ready for bed. I laid out my clothes carefully in the guest room and then went into Josh’s room. Quickly we stripped off our shorts and climbed into bed, where we contentedly sucked each other off before sleeping in each other’s arms.
In the morning, when we both awoke with erections, we brought each other off again before showering together. We discovered that showering together was very sexy and we were quickly aroused again but we decided to wait until later in the day.
Finishing breakfast we went for a walk through the town. There were many shops which I’d never been in. In one I found a Connect Four game for Teddy, whose birthday was the following Wednesday.
After lunch we went out again, this time to a park full of trees, shrubs, and a lazy stream. We lay on the bank beside the stream in the sun and talked. In time we got into what we wanted to do after school. I had just about decided that I wanted to go to agricultural school to learn about modern farming techniques and then to help on the farm. Josh wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. He knew he didn’t want to be a banker like his dad but had no real goal except one. “Well, like I told you before, I really want to get out of this town and live in a city. It’s so boring here, and I think I need a place where there are more gay guys.”
In the evening we went onto the internet again and watched a film of two boys engaging in both oral and anal sex.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that yet,” I observed.
“Neither am I. But we don’t have to do anything we’re not ready for.”
With that we got ready for bed, this time in the guest room, and again indulged in oral sex before sleeping peacefully.
The next morning, after we showered, I got dressed for church. When I went down for breakfast I was surprised to see that Josh was also dressed for church.
“My,” observed Josh’s mother, “to what do we owe the honor of two boys dressed up on a Sunday morning?”
“We’re going to church,” replied her son with a smile.
“Oh. Have you ever been?”
“Oh, yeah, every weekend I’m at the farm.”
“Well, I’m glad to see that your weekends are good for your soul as well as your growing body.”
We all laughed before digging into a hearty breakfast.
After church, Josh and I were standing around during the coffee hour when Maryanne approached us. “Greg, can I talk with you for a moment?”
I nodded and we went into a corner by ourselves. “Greg, have you figured out yet what you are?”
I hadn’t expected the question and wasn’t sure how to answer, but I knew I had to be honest. “Not really, but I’m beginning to believe I’m really gay.”
“How do you feel about that?”
“I’m not sure. I think I’m OK with it but I know it’ll make my life a lot harder. You’re the only person besides Josh and Grandpa I’ve talked with about this. Are you unhappy with me?”
“Not at all. I want you to be true to yourself. I could easily get really smitten with you, you know. You’re cute and you’re funny, but you can be serious too. But I want you to know that if that’s what you decide, I still really wanna be your friend. I enjoy you and I had a great time at the social. So can we keep being friends?”
“Sure,” I replied happily. “I need all the friends I can get, especially ones who understand me like you do.” I kissed her gently on the cheek and we went to find Josh, who was outside organizing a game with the younger children.
Walking home, I told Josh what Maryanne and I had discussed. “So you think you’re gay?”
“I’m still not sure, but I guess I’m getting closer to deciding. Can I take a little more time?”
“Sure, but I’ve gotta say, if you’re not gay, you sure act like you are. You make me feel so great!”
The rest of the day passed quietly. Both of us read the paper and watched the Red Sox on TV.
As we got into bed Josh held me close and kept murmuring, “I love you. I love you so, Greg,” as we had our usual snuggle and passion before once again sleeping in each other’s arms.