Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2008 13:42:24 -0400 From: imjeff0882@aol.com Subject: My Roommate Nick, part 27 The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving adult males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is mostly true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. The author (Jeff Hunter) claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to ImJeff0882@aol.com My Roommate Nick (Now my life-partner Nick), part 27 Nick and I had been insisting that Danny visit us. We talked and decided weÕd do a three-day weekend on the slopes. Danny flew in early on a Friday. Nick was busy, so I picked him up. I do love Danny. It felt so good to see him. We hugged and then he kissed me on my cheek. I was surprised. I kiss my cousins all the time and, of course, I kiss Nick. Brad and I kiss when he comes to visit and when he leaves. But I was surprised when Danny kissed me. I kissed him back. On the way back to the apartment, he said, ÒI want to ask you something. I feel a little weird about it.Ó ÒWhat?Ó ÒRemember when you and I graduated. We exchanged blowjobs. Nick gave me a blowjob for my graduation.Ó I glanced at him. He looked awkward. ÒI said I owed Nick a blow job for his graduation.Ó I smiled and nodded. ÒI donÕt think IÕll be able to come up for his gradation and besides, I doubt that weÕd find the time.Ó ÒDonÕt worry about it. Nick gets plenty of blowjobs,Ó I said and laughed. ÒI was thinking that he probably doesnÕt ever remember that I owe him one,Ó Danny said. I laughed, ÒYouÕre kidding, right? I have no doubt that he remembers and probably has a fantasy about how itÕs going to go.Ó He smiled and nodded. ÒWell, what I wanted to ask is if youÕd be okay with me giving him his blow job this weekend.Ó I glanced at him. ÒYou really want to give him head?Ó ÒI guess.Ó He looked embarrassed. ÒI think about doing it with you two.Ó I laughed again. ÒYou need a girlfriend.Ó He laughed. ÒActually, I started dating this really wonder woman.Ó He stared ahead as we continued down the freeway. ÒI really want to respect your relationship boundaries. I know you guys donÕt fuck around with other guys. I knew if I brought it up that Nick would be naked and hard before I finished my sentence. But I didnÕt know how youÕd feel about it. So, I wanted to ask you first.Ó I glanced over at his crotch. It looked pressured. I reached over, half expecting him to stop my hand or say something, and slowly moved my hand to his lap. He didnÕt move. He watched my hand as I pressed my fingers into his crotch. I found his cock. It was hard. He glanced at me and smiled. ÒSure. If youÕre up for sucking dick and swallowing cum, go for it. And believe me, just mention it to Nick and heÕll be naked.Ó I didnÕt tell Danny, but Nick and I always talk about situations we might find ourselves in. Spending a weekend with Danny, sleeping in the same room, we knew something could happen. If you need to ask why I knew that, then you havenÕt been reading along for very long. What we decided on was that weÕd jerk off with Danny and, if Danny asked, weÕd let him watch us make love. If he didnÕt ask then weÕd forego sucking and fucking each other and enjoy our hands. I was fine watching Danny give Nick head. That is not to say that I would feel that way about anyone else giving Nick head, but thereÕs something about Danny (heÕs straight or bi I guess) and I really donÕt feel threatened by him. I wouldnÕt be okay with anyone fucking Nick or Nick fucking anyone. We picked Nick up at school. We left for the slopes. We stay at a hotel about 40 miles from the slopes. ItÕs cheaper and only about a 45 minute drive. We arrived late, checked in, headed to the coffee shop for something to eat and then head up to the room. I had not said anything to Nick about Danny wanting to give him head. Nick had wondered if Danny was still open to jerking off with us. I told Nick that if Danny undressed and got in his bed with his underwear on, then we should think twice before we start anything. I also said that if Danny offered to give us alone time in the room we might ask him if he had decided to no longer play with guys. I knew Nick was waiting for signals. Nick undressed and walked around the room naked. I had briefs on. Danny undressed. He was naked. He took his toothbrush to the bathroom. Nick smiled at me. Nick grabbed his toothbrush and joined Danny. I heard talk and laughter. When they were done I brushed my teeth and took off my briefs and joined them. They were sitting on opposite beds talking. I got on the bed with Nick. Danny said, ÒSo, Nick, IÕm sorry but I wonÕt be able to be here for your graduation.Ó ÒNo way, dude. You have to be here. You owe me a blow job.Ó I laughed so hard I about fell off the bed. The idea that Nick would forget a blowjob or let one slip by was just so funny. Danny laughed. Nick sat there saying, ÒWhat?Ó Danny said, ÒSo, I thought, if itÕs okay with both of you, IÕd give you your blowjob this weekend.Ó Nick smiled. ÒWell, I guess that would be okay.Ó I said, ÒNo shit youÕd think itÕs okay,Ó and laughed. Nick said, ÒWell, I had this fantasy. I thought if we were going to jerk off with each other we could do something kind of kinky.Ó Danny laughed. ÒSounds like the Nick I love.Ó Nick said, enthusiastically, ÒOkay. WeÕre here for three days. One day, IÕm the bottom. One day, JeffÕs the bottom. One day, DannyÕs the bottom.Ó Danny said, ÒWhat does a bottom do when we jerk off?Ó I looked at Nick. He said, ÒWell, he can help them jerk off and they cum on him and he cums on himself.Ó I smiled and shook my head. Danny asked, ÒWhere do the guys cum on the bottom?Ó Nick said, ÒAnywhere on, not in, anywhere they want.Ó We were all hard. That included Danny. Danny said, ÒOkay, so who goes first?Ó Nick jumped up. He tore paper, wrote, and folded the paper. Holding them in his hand he held them out to Danny. Danny drew a paper. He said, ÒSunday.Ó Nick said, ÒYouÕre bottom on Sunday.Ó I pulled the paper that said Saturday. Nick would be Monday. We were leaving Monday afternoon, but Danny was staying with us Monday night. We agree. That left tonight for NickÕs blowjob, and he was ready for it. So was Danny. I lay beside Nick. Danny knelt down on the bed between NickÕs legs. He took hold of NickÕs cock and then started sucking. Nick and I watched. Nick reached over, took hold of my dick and began jerking me off. Nick moved into my arms. I held him and we kissed. He stroked me as we both watched Danny working. I was surprised at how good Danny looked to be doing. And it was obvious that Nick was enjoying it. Nick began to breath deeper and faster. I began to run my hand over NickÕs chest as he began to gently thrust upward. I heard Danny sucking harder and saw that NickÕs balls were pulling tight into his groin. ÒDude, IÕm going to cum. Use your hand,Ó Nick said. Danny shook his head and kept sucking. NickÕs body went rigid and then started shaking. I watched Danny swallowing as he moaned. His dick was rock hard. Nick lay still with a big smile on his face. He said, ÒAnd, to think, I taught this boy everything he knows about cock sucking.Ó Danny laughed as he lay beside Nick and I and began stroking his dick. Nick watched us both jerking off for a while, but then said, ÒEven though itÕs not my night to be bottom, let me help you guys.Ó I was pretty close, so he reached over and stroked my dick. When I was about to cum, I leaned toward him as close as I could and shot my load all over his stomach and chest. Next Nick took hold of DannyÕs cock and jerked him off, letting him shoot his load all over mine. We had a great weekend. Danny boarded. I joined him one day, but skied the rest of the weekend. Nick skied. HeÕs getting better. We did NickÕs bottom thing. I bottomed first and, of course, Nick had to cum on my face. Danny wanted to cum on my dick and balls. He straddled my legs and poked his dick into my scrotum moving my balls around as he jerked. Nick and I watched him jerking. My dick was hard. He jerked with his right hand and held my dick with his left, poking my sac until he began to cum all over my balls and dick. The next day, Nick came on DannyÕs face and I came on NickÕs dick and balls much the way he did to me. On Monday, Danny and I decided that weÕd both cum on NickÕs face. I think that was NickÕs plan all along. It was great seeing Danny. After Danny left, Nick and I decided that we like Danny as much as we do because he seems so genuine, vulnerable in a masculine way, and sincere. When he left, he hugged and kissed us both. It wasnÕt one of those quick, Ôthree slaps on your backÕ macho kind of hugs. He wrapped his arms around me and held on and then kissed me on the mouth. Nick said to me, ÒWhen we get married, Danny has to be one of our best men.Ó A few weeks later, Nick and I took off for the slopes again. This time we went with Brad and Steve. We picked up Steve and then drove a while and picked up Brad. Again, Nick and I talked. This time we were not in agreement. But our rule states that if we donÕt agree then whoever is reluctant to go ahead wins the decision. I won out. Nick wanted to do the same thing with them as he did with Danny, without the blowjob. I said no. I was comfortable with Brad to a point but not with Steve. I really do like Steve a lot and have a great time with him at lunch and when he stays with us when Brad visits, but he seems to have a crush on me. We talked about getting too separate rooms, but that was going to be too expensive. The lift tickets are outrageously expensive, especially if youÕre a student. Adding another $100 each for a room seemed unnecessary. We talked about letting them use the room for a while to mess around and then taking time for ourselves. I suggested that we could go three days without sex, but Nick said, ÒYeah, well, they havenÕt seen each other for over two weeks. So, how do you think thatÕs going to work.Ó He had a point. I finally agreed to Ôcurtains drawn, lights out, in our own bedsÕ sex. Nick is like a cat and can see if there is the slightest bit of light so he was up for that. ÒBesides,Ó he said, Òlistening to people having sex is almost as hot as watching them.Ó I said, ÒYou know, maybe theyÕll want privacy.Ó He laughed. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. I hate when heÕs right. Everyone seemed a lot more comfortable walking around the room naked than I did. When we turn off the lights, Nick started on me. I heard Brad and Steve laugh and then quiet, but it wasnÕt quiet for long. Nick sucked my dick for a while. Brad and Steve were 69ing. Soon Nick was on top of me and in me. Nick is never a quiet fucker, but with an audience heÕs even noisier. Soon Brad was fucking Steve. I must admit that I was really turned on. Listening to them fucking and glancing over and watching Brad holding SteveÕs legs in the air while he pounded his butt was hot. Nick came. I held him. He rolled me on top of him. He said, ÒFuck me.Ó I entered him. We heard Brad reach orgasm. HeÕs not quiet either. Then we heard Steve say, ÒNo, donÕt pull out. Do it again.Ó Nick and I looked over and Brad started fucking Steve again. Nick said to Brad, ÒFuck, I hate you.Ó Brad and Steve started laughing. We had a great time on the slopes. I got a lot more comfortable with Steve. Nick decided we should all compare and do a little groping. Steve was really into that. I also noticed that they werenÕt using condoms. I pulled Brad aside and asked about that. He told me that they were both tested and agreed to be monogamous. I was surprised that they were getting so serious. Brad said that Steve asked him to be his boyfriend and that he said yes. I love Brad. I like Steve. Steve is really into Brad. We drove home Sunday night. Brad stayed with us, so did Steve. The next morning Steve drove Brad back to school. Well, for those of you who have been emailing me about what Nick might be doing after graduation, you know that he was accepted to one of the law schools he was interested in. In case he was not accepted to one of those law schools, he also applied to several university Ph.D. programs. He was accepted to one of the programs he had hoped to be accepted into. They really wanted him. He told them that he needed some time to decide. I was surprised when they gave him a month. He and I talked. He was not sure what he wanted to do. Well, he accepted the invitation to the Ph.D. program and accepted the invitation to law school. He decided to give himself a few weeks to decide. I also applied to a Ph.D. program. I was accepted. So, the universities we would be attending if he went to law school were about 40 miles apart. We decided on a town about equidistant between the two. The month of April was very difficult for Nick. He asked me to be patient with him and let him stew over this decision. He told me that he was 80% for law school. Sunday, May 4th, Nick asked to go for a walk. I knew something was up. Nick said, ÒIÕve been thinking about this law school thing. I want you to hear me out.Ó I listened. He said, ÒI went to a guidance counselor and IÕve been talking to my major professor in the philosophy department. I wanted to talk to you about this but when we last talked you said that it was my decision and youÕd be okay with whatever I did as long as we stayed together.Ó I nodded and listened. ÒI looked at my decision making process, what was driving me. Two things. IÕm pissed at my father and want to crack his skull and everyone who thinks the way he does. IÕm angry. I know that you told me to be angry at him two years ago, but IÕm not sure I realized just how angry at him I am until my mother and I started talking. I think my anger has been driving me toward law school.Ó I looked at him and said, ÒThatÕs hardly a reason to become a lawyer.Ó ÒThe other reason I wanted to go was this fantasy I have about earning all this money and buying us a house overlooking the ocean. You sitting at home, writing your novel and raising our children.Ó I felt my stomach tighten. This is what I didnÕt want. He continued, ÒMy counselor and I talked about how eventually IÕd resent you if I didnÕt love being a lawyer. I donÕt want to resent you. Also, I know you donÕt need me to buy you a house overlooking the ocean.Ó I nodded. He said, ÒDonÕt yell at me, but you and your parents do so much for me, I feel like I should do something for you.Ó I was about to talk but he cut me off. ÒI know buying you a house isnÕt the thing you want me to do. I know what you want.Ó I was feeling a bit angry. ÒI know you want me to love you and be honest with you.Ó I said, ÒI want you to work to make your life what you want it to be. DonÕt you dare go to law school because you think youÕll better be able to make me happy in my life.Ó ÒI know,Ó he said. ÒI know, I promise. ItÕs just that sometimes I feel like I have to keep proving myself, earning your respect. I know this is my issue and weÕve talked about it, but itÕs just so powerful.Ó I said, ÒSo, youÕre not going to law school?Ó ÒIÕm going to call tomorrow and tell them that IÕve decided against it. IÕm going to go to grad school.Ó (We applied to the same university, he applied to the philosophy department, I applied to the literature department.) ÒPeople are going to be surprised,Ó I said. He took a breath, ÒIÕve been talking to your mom and dad.Ó I looked at him. I felt angry. Why was I the last to hear about this? He said, ÒI didnÕt want to involve you in the decision. I knew if I talked to you about my not knowing what to do that youÕd feel nervous about pushing me in one direction or the other. I wanted to talk this out with different people and come to you knowing what I wanted.Ó I wasnÕt sure if I was okay with this or not. ShouldnÕt we be making decisions together? Why had he talked to my parents? ÒI needed to be able to talk about this so IÕd be making this decision based on what I wanted to do with my life. Your mom was great. When I was finally able to say that I wanted to be married to you, raise our children together, teach in some college someplace, have a nice house and grow old, she said, ÔSo, then why are you going to law schoolÕ. I donÕt think it was until then that I realized that I wanted to do it for us, or you and that if you knew that youÕd be furious. I had to talk to someone other than you about this.Ó I nodded. Still not feeling comfortable with it. He said, ÒAre you angry?Ó ÒNot for not going to law school. And not for wanting to buy me a house overlooking the ocean. I would have been angry if you went to law school because you want to do it for me.Ó I took a breath. ÒIt bugs me that you talked to my parents and didnÕt talk to me. I talk to you about everything.Ó ÒI know. But it felt like I had to get my head clear and your mom is so good at helping me do that.Ó I said, ÒOkay. I guess I understand.Ó My mother can sit back and not push you in one direction or the other. IÕm glad that Nick is close to my parents and feels that he can trust them to be fair with him. Nick said, ÒI did tell you that I was uncertain about law school. I told you that I had to think this through.Ó I nodded. ÒI knew I could talk to you, but I didnÕt want to put this on you. Please donÕt be angry at me.Ó I punched him in the arm. ÒOuch,Ó he winched. He laughed. ÒDoes that make us even?Ó I laughed. He said, ÒOkay, so what do I have to do to make this okay?Ó ÒClean the apartment.Ó ÒOkay,Ó he said. ÒBlow me,Ó I said and smiled. ÒFor sure,Ó he said. ÒFive times,Ó I said. ÒHow about ten,Ó he said. I laughed, ÒI hate you.Ó He said, ÒYouÕre feelings were hurt.Ó ÒYeah, I think so, but I get it.Ó ÒI think you should hurt me.Ó I punched him again. ÒNo,Ó he yelled holding his arm. ÒI was thinking you should fuck me until it hurts.Ó I punched him again in the same spot. ÒOuch,Ó he said laughing. ÒStop it.Ó He was laughing. ÒIÕm going to tell your mother.Ó ÒAgain with my mother,Ó I said and punched him again in the same spot. My cousins used to do this to me and to each other. IÕm not sure why IÕd laugh, or theyÕd laugh when weÕd do this because it hurts, but he laughed again. He was about so say something, but I made a fist. ÒYouÕd better quit while youÕre ahead,Ó I said. He laughed and nodded. We walked back to the apartment. He said, ÒDo you want to fuck me?Ó ÒNo,Ó I said. ÒIÕm calling my parents.Ó He laughed. He went to the bedroom, took off all his clothes. I was sitting in the living room talking to them. He sat beside me and started stroking his dick. I was going to punch him in the same spot but I could see that it was all red. HeÕd have a bruise. He began rubbing my crotch. I said good-bye to my mother. I put my hand on his crotch and squeezed his balls. His eyes got real big as I squeezed. I got up, went to the bedroom and took off all my clothes. He joined me. He sat on the bed and waited for me. ÒAre you going to fuck me?Ó he asked smiling. I pointed to the floor. He laughed as he lay face down on the floor. I spread his cheeks, spit on his hole and aimed my dick. He chuckled. With one move, I was deep into him. He moaned, groaned and squirted under me as I began thrusting into him. ÒFuck me harder,Ó he groaned. I grabbed him by the shoulders and thrust hard, listening to him grunting with each deep thrust. ÒFuck me.Ó I bit down into his neck as I started getting close. ÒFuck, yeah, fill me up.Ó I pulled most of my 8.5 inch dick out of his hole and then thrust it back into him as deep as I could. He continued to squirm and moan. I dug my toes into the rug and slammed one more time deep into him and began cumming. I held him tightly. Lying beside each other, Nick said, ÒI should piss you off more often,Ó and laughed. I took hold of his still hard dick and began stroking it. He put his arm around me and smiled. ÒI love you crazy,Ó he said. ÒYou know that donÕt you?Ó His voice cracked. I nodded and kissed him. I moved, opened my mouth and took his cock into my throat. I sucked him slowly, savoring his beautiful, delicious cock. His cum exploded from his dick. His cum filled my mouth. I swallowed it greedily, getting every last drop. We climbed into bed, got comfortable and covered ourselves. I kissed him and said, ÒI love you too.Ó We took a great afternoon nap. We had to find a place to live. We went on line and looked for a house to rent. The university weÕd be attending is about 45 miles from here. So, each time we found something that looked interesting, weÕd jump in the car and head there. Then it was 45 miles back. We could not find anything that was even half way decent for what we could afford. Nick was finishing up his masterÕs thesis, he had papers and tests to grade and was not as available as I wanted him to be. If I found something that sounded interesting, IÕd jump in the car, drive, check it out, get discouraged and head home. We decided that maybe after graduation more places would be available. I kept looking but wasnÕt finding anything. Once in a while, IÕd call Brad and meet up with him when IÕd drive to check out a house. We will be attending a university across town from where heÕs going to school. Needless to say, Brad is very happy about our move. Matt, NickÕs brother, and I were making plans for NickÕs graduation. What Nick knew was that Matt and my parents were going to attend. I called my cousins and they all said they wanted to attend. I decided not to tell him. Matt told me that he was talking to his mother about her attending. I called her. As you know, she has a hidden cell phone. I left a message for her and told her to call me during the day when I could talk to her without Nick being around. I pleaded with her and told her that it would mean more than she could imagine. She was finally convinced it was worth it. She was going to come with Matt. They agreed that weÕd surprise Nick. I love surprising him, but I must admit I was really nervous. He talks to his mother about twice a week. I hoped that she wouldnÕt say anything that might give it away. I also worried that her coming would cause her a lot of trouble with NickÕs dad. I called Matt and talked to him. He said that it was his idea that she attend not mine and if there was trouble it was his doing. He also said that his father is far more dependent on his mother than she is on him and that it was about time for his mother to put his father in his place. Everyone came into town on Friday. I booked rooms for everyone except Matt. He was going to stay with us. He told Nick that he wanted to take us and my parents out to dinner Friday night. I had made reservations for a small room at this restaurant that Nick and I like. We were going to be eighteen. Brad and Steve were also going to be there. Everyone was going to be at the restaurant and surprise Nick. Matt showed up mid-afternoon on Friday. My parents called and said they were in town. Nick was excited. I was so nervous. Matt was playing it cool. He had this smile on his face all afternoon. We showered. I watched Nick and Matt standing in the bedroom, naked, drying off, talking and joking. They seemed so comfortable with each other. We decided weÕd pick my parents up at the hotel and then head to the restaurant. When we pulled up to the hotel, Nick jumped out of the car and hugged and kissed my mom and dad and then got in the back seat with them. When my mom got in the car, she hit me on the back of my head and said, ÒYou donÕt say hello.Ó ÒI said hello on the phone.Ó ÒSince when do you not kiss your mother,Ó she growled. ÒSorry,Ó I said. We talked. I drove nervously, anticipating the surprise. When we arrived at the restaurant I hugged and kissed my mother. She whispered, ÒRelax. Your dad and I called NickÕs mom and we meet and had drinks. She seems like a very nice lady.Ó I nodded. Matt headed into the restaurant ahead of us. Nick was hanging back, talking to my dad. When Nick joined us the hostess was waiting to take us to the room. She said, ÒSo, there are five of you?Ó I nodded. She walked us through the dining room and through the door. Nick was still talking to my dad and completely oblivious to what was going on. Finally, he glanced around and saw everyone standing. He looked completely surprised and started laughing. He hadnÕt seen his mom. He grabbed me and messed up my hair. He started hugging my cousins. I was looking around for NickÕs mom. I hadnÕt realized that they hid her behind everyone. As he made his way through everyone, his mother came and stood behind him. I looked at Matt. He had the biggest smile on his face. Matt tapped Nick on the shoulder. Nick turned and looked at Matt and then saw his mother. The expression on his face completely changed. She moved toward him and hugged him. Two seconds later, Nick was crying. I started crying. I glanced around and my mom was tearing up and so were my cousins. NickÕs mom said, ÒIÕm so proud of you. My son the Master.Ó I laughed. But decided to let the line go. Several of my cousins laughed and IÕm sure they were thinking the same thing I was. Tears flowed from NickÕs eyes. She reach up and wiped the tears from his checks. Nick looked at me. I pointed to Matt. Nick walked over to Matt and hugged him tightly. Then he came to me and kissed and hugged me. We had a wonderful dinner. Nick never stopped smiling. Billy was there. He and Matt sat together. Nick and I kept glancing at them, wondering what they were up to. I told Nick that if Matt didnÕt come home with us, weÕd know where he was. As it turned out, Matt did come home with us on Friday night, but not Saturday night. I later found out that he and Billy spend the night together. The graduation was boring. ArenÕt they all? We went to dinner Saturday night with everyone. Again, we had a great time. Everyone except my parents left on Sunday. My understanding is that when NickÕs mom told her husband that she was coming to the graduation he became really angry. He told her that he wouldnÕt be home when she returned. I asked Matt if he really thought heÕd move out. Matt laughed and said, NO. I guess NickÕs dad sulked around and refused to talk to his wife. As it turned out, he was there when she went home. Matt told me that his mother feels really good about what she did and that his father is still sulking. My dad told me that he wanted to check out houses with us. As you know, my parents are helping us out. So is NickÕs mom. But Nick and I want to keep expenses down. We both will have a job at the university that will help a lot with expenses, but not enough to meet all the expenses each month. My dad is a take-charge kind of guy. I did not know that he had made arrangements to meet with a realtor. He decided that this was the perfect time to buy a house. He had several lined up. Long story made short (not usually what I do), we looked at about ten different houses. We found one that was close enough to the university and very nice. It needs work, but nothing major and stuff Nick and I could do over time. We are now homeowners. I own 1/3, Nick owns 1/3 and my parents who put up a large down payment and are going to pay the property taxes, own 1/3. They told us that when we sell the house, what they want is the return of the down payment. Anything above that, meaning the equity, will be for Nick and me. I protested a lot. Needless to say, it did no good. My mother just kept saying that I should shut up. My dad pulled me aside and gave me his, Òthis is what makes my life worthwhileÓ speech. He said, ÒYou and your mother are my life. All the dreams I have center around making your mother and you happy. DonÕt take this away from me.Ó What is so hard is that I know he means it and it also comes from the way my mother lives her life. Family first. My eyes filled with tears. We hugged and kissed. I said, ÒI want to make you proud and happy, too.Ó ÒYou do, always. You couldnÕt be a better son.Ó I cried. So, Nick and I now are homeowners. ItÕs a small house with a nice backyard in a nice neighborhood. With our jobs and the help weÕre getting weÕll be able to live comfortably. Nick had been sending money to his father to pay him back for the help he gave him while Nick was an undergrad, but he wrote to his father and told him that he wouldnÕt be able to send money again until after he finished his Ph.D. The house has been empty but is now ours as of the fifteenth of July. We are all packed up. Nick and I and Brad have been going to the house and working on the front and back lawn and landscaping (three young queens planting flowers. Can you see it?). The house needs work, mostly cleaning up, but weÕll have time to do that before classes start. Brad isnÕt going home this summer. HeÕs attending classes this summer. He said heÕd help us clean up the house, move in and paint. Steve did go home for the summer, but he asked if he could join the party. So, heÕs coming for a week. HeÕs going to stay with us and help us paint and clean up. Of course, heÕs coming to see Brad also. Nick and I have been running to the paint stores, picking out colors for different rooms and looking at fixtures and stuff we can do to make the house ours. This is our last weekend in our first love nest. Needless to say, Nick has a list of sexual things he wants to do in each room to celebrate our time here. I put a couple of things on the list. Fucking him while he leans over the kitchen counter was top on my list. Top on his list is getting fucked on the bedroom floor and fucking me while IÕm over the back of the sofa. ThatÕs for all the Sunday afternoon football halftime fucks that IÕm sure he has documented someplace. HeÕs also making a verbal list in earshot of Brad of the things we are going to do in each room of the new house. Brad listens and laughs and once in a while blushes. HeÕs asked us if he when Steve comes if he can do some of the same things to him. Of course, NickÕs response was, ÒDefinitely. Can we watch?Ó Brad said, ÒThat would be even better.Ó Well, everyone, I do want to say that youÕve been great. This is going to be my last chapter. I canÕt tell you how much IÕve enjoyed hearing from you. As much work as this has been, it has been more than worth it. I do appreciate all the fan emails. Please be well and know that I send you all my love. Oh, and thank you for forgiving all the typos. HEY. This is Nick. I know that you know that IÕm one lucky dude. And I am finally getting that Jeff is pretty lucky too. ItÕs always hard for me to admit that IÕm good for him, but everyone keeps telling me that he smiles more, walks taller and seems so much more relaxed about life itself since he and I got together. I still wake up before he does. I still lie beside him and watch him sleep. I am still surprised that I turn him on, but I do. I still make him coffee and I still donÕt clean up after myself. IÕve promised that IÕll do a better job in the new house, but even I know that I probably wonÕt. About law school. IÕve decided that if I regret my decision, and I donÕt think I will, I can always re-apply. IÕm excited about grad school. IÕm excited about someday being a college professor and having a husband who sits at home and writes wonderful novels. To those of you who have been so wonderful to Jeff I want to say thank you. Your support has given him the energy to sit down and get busy with some writing heÕs put aside. HeÕs good, but he needs encouragement. ThereÕs still a little boy there that doubts himself. ItÕs hard to believe that someone who looks like he does, and who is as smart as he is, and who has so many people loving and supporting him, would have self-doubt. I guess there is enough of that in all of us. This is Jeff again. I donÕt know if I like that little boy remark, but I guess it is true. I deleted it but he put it back in. He said that if I take it out again I have to take out everything he added. HeÕs a butt and I know he wonÕt clean up after himself. But, at least, heÕs being up front about it. Again, thank you all. Pray for peace and pray for all those men and women in uniform. I hope they find a way to end this war and bring them all home. Be well.