So, I was sitting here today, my fingers hovering just above the keys, my mouse waiting beside my laptop and my mind all a jumble… I wanted to tell a story, you know about the past, my past but I just could not get started. Then my phone rings… a ringtone I only hear every now and then, the ringtone assigned to my straight friend, well yeah, straight, I guess. I only hear from him on occasion, but I have known him a really long time now…

So, as you can imagine my mind snaps back to my past, actually, our past. So now the story has changed and now well… it’s about a young man, someone I should have never met, but due to those unseen forces, meet we did and well, more… but you will find out the more as my story unfolds. I wanted to have some fun with this story telling and use the circumstances to help it unfold.

So if you are ready and are willing, lets hop a ride on the way back machine and go check in on Eric, don’t worry, I’ll introduce you to him, but first let’s set the stage and get all the character’s in costume and make-up. You see you cannot meet Eric without meeting all the other characters first, like I said we normally would not have met, had it not been for all the others involved.

So here’s the setting, it was the end of the 80’s, a small Texas town, a small Junior (actually I think they call them Community now) College, it was late in the Spring Semester and I along with a bunch of friends, classmates and fellow cast members are at rehearsal, yes rehearsal… after my time in the Air Force I came back to my hometown area and was taking theater classes. I had spent time on stage in High School and loved it and now that I was out of the military, I wanted to pursue training in Theatrical Arts. Rehearsals were from 7pm to 9pm Mon – Thu. This was a Thursday night and it was just after 8pm… there was a young kid hovering around just outside the front doors of the theater, so for those of you who did not do theater or were not exposed to it, it is time for a short learning break… You have to be quiet in the theater during rehearsal, so we hang out outside cause theater folks are very loud when they are not on stage… the second reason was that it was the late 80’s and large part of the group smoked. Okay, you survived, the lesson is over. So we are all outside, except the ones in the current scene we were rehearsing and there was a young kid hovering around all of us, I didn’t know who he was and it seemed most of those I asked didn’t know him either.

First there is, Joey, a friend, my roommate at the time, a classmate in theater and also a huge QUEEN at times. He was funny and can be the butt of a joke with pride. He loves to scream miss thing and girlfriend and you cannot trust him around a young man for any length of time… his hands I think have been clocked doing a little over eighty miles an hour when it comes to getting clothes off a young man. Joey was circling and eyeing this young kid, you know the way a vulture follows it prey as they are dying… just waiting for his chance to pounce.

Secondly, Johnny, a good friend, a classmate and a great guy to hang with. Johnny has a great sense of humor, loves music and finds some of the same things just as fascinating as I do. One huge difference Johnny was as straight as I am gay. Johnny was keeping an eye on this young kid, like when a cat watches a dog from across the room, waiting to see what it will get into.

And lastly for our story, there is Kenny. Kenny was a really old friend, a kindred spirit and a great guy to be on stage with. He and I have known each other for many years and get along great, great sense of humor, great actor, great musician, just one of those friends you know you will have for life. Like Johnny, Kenny was straight, but almost even more of an asexual. Kenny like Johnny knows that I am gay and they both know this new kid hanging around was somewhat what you would call my type, Kenny was keeping an eye on him, as was everyone out there… all for their own reasons… Kenny was also keeping an eye on Joey, Kenny was well aware of Joey’s reputation and all… I think he was watching just in case the new kid needed defending from Joey.

Now you have met the supporting cast, so let me introduce you to the one of the stars of this story. First up is me, 27 years old at the time, 5 foot 11, weighing in around 175lbs, more of an average boy next door type, red hair parted on the side, a mustache, brown eyes, wearing baggy jeans a bit to long for me, flip flops and a loose fitting t-shirt.

Now, let me introduce you to the lead character… Eric. Eric was about to turn 19 in a month, he stood at 6 feet 2, 160lbs, skinny, lanky and adorably cute. Noticeably light brown hair, hazel almost green eyes (I am completely helpless for green eyes). He was in need of a haircut and had a 5 o’clock shadow on his chin, he was wearing designer jeans and shoes, an expensive Polo shirt and smelled so good when he stood near you. He had one of those smiles, you know the one… it could melt your heart and make a whole room smile without even knowing why. His eyes were playful and sparkled in the evening lights. I guess you could say that I noticed him, okay… yes, I noticed him and was enjoying the view.

Joey had noticed him as well and was acting as if he had an imaginary leash on him and was keeping him close to his side. Finally, Joey introduced me to me, he was stunning to look at and I caught myself smiling, damn kids infectious smile. I had just started a conversation with him when I was told it was coming up on my scene and I needed to get back into the theater and get ready to go on stage. I apologized and left… begrudgingly.

When I finally got through my scene, I walked back out front to catch a quick smoke (actually, I went to find Eric). I got outside in front of the theater and almost everyone had left. Johnny and Kenny were out there talking as I walked out, Johnny stood and was asking about how much longer the rehearsal would go… I told him that were on the last scene for tonight and it should be over in the next 10 minutes or so. I did not want it to look like I was looking for Eric, but eventually I asked them where he went. Kenny laughed and told me he hoped the kid would be okay, he told me he left with Joey to get something to eat.

As the rehearsal ended, Kenny and Johnny both wanted me to go with them to get something to eat at Denny’s. Since Eric had already left and I figured I would not see him any time soon, I agreed. After ordering our food and the drinks were brought to the table, Kenny looked at me with a smirk on his face… he chose his words carefully and I could tell from the look on Johnny’s face, that they had discussed this discussion in advance. Kenny asked me about what I thought of Eric… I just looked at them both, then shook my head and grinned… “He’s cute” is all I said. Johnny laughed and Kenny smiled. They told me that he was only 18 and that his birthday is in about a month… I told them I had heard that when I was out there and that I was not going to go after the kid, besides, he left with Joey already and that I would probably never see him again. Then they told me he was straight, I explained I knew that too and like I said I probably would not see him again, again. Then Johnny told me that he had asked several people about who I was… It seemed like they knew more than they were letting on about and that they were sternly warning me to keep my distance. I changed the subject twice, to no avail… they both kept bringing up things they had heard while he was out front hanging around with everyone at the Theater. Eric’s mom had kicked him out of the house for smoking in the bathroom after being warned multiple times that she would not allow anyone to smoke in her house. His parents had also cut him off financially because he liked spending money and they were trying to teach him a lesson.

Finally, they relented and left the subject alone. We finished eating and went back to the theater for Johnny and I to get our cars, we had all ridden over to Denny’s with Kenny. Kenny dropped us off and left on his way home… Johnny and I leaned up against his car and had a smoke. After a few minutes of quiet, Johnny looked at me and with a shy grin and told me to just be careful. I looked at him quizzically and shook my head. He put his cigarette out and headed for his car door and told me how much he knows me and well, he could see the way I looked at Eric. In his car and gone before I could even get to my car.

Now the really bad part about it, they did both know me well and they were both there when I met Eric and well… they were both right, I needed to watch myself. I drove back to my place and I hate to admit it, I was thinking about Eric.

I got home and parked, went into the duplex I rented with Joey. It was dark and quiet, and I left it that way, I headed to my room and started getting ready for bed. Brushed my teeth, took a piss and stripped down for bed. It was around 10:30 pm and I went almost immediately to sleep. I think it was around midnight and I heard Joey come in for the night, but wait, was he talking to someone else… I laid there listening and well I fell back to sleep… it was around 1:30 am when I was awaked to some loud voices, it was Joey and he was almost arguing with someone, really I thought… he had brought home some guy to have sex with, I rolled over and dozed back off… a little after 2:40 am or there abouts, I awoke… fuck I needed to piss, I stumbled from the bed, naked and still half asleep, the duplex was very quiet so I opened my door, still in the nude I rushed into the bathroom, door still open… it was really quiet and I had done this hundreds of times, Joey sleeps really soundly and I never saw him after he went to bed. I stood at the toilet pissing when I heard something in the hallway or maybe at the door to the bathroom… I turned around and there in a pair of boxers was Eric. As much as I hate to admit this, I pissed on the toilet at that moment, not in, ON. It took me a second or two of blinking to realize that it was actually Eric. There he stood, still had that damn smile of his on his face. I think my cock was reacting on its own and I swear I felt it begin to stir in my hand. I finished, he was still there, unmoved, unwavering… just standing in the fucking door in his damn boxers and nothing else. Me I was just standing there, completely exposed, noting on, nothing to hide that my cock was responding to his smile and sweet face, well not to mention his sweet almost naked body. I apologized and went to wash my hands and face, he slipped behind me and stepped up to the toilet by my side. With his right hand he pulled out his cock, OMG, his cock… in my bathroom at my place, here was this kid, Eric… close enough that I could still smell his cologne and from the lights streaming in through the bathroom window in the bath tub, I could see his cock… he was soft, cut and he was a shower, yes, definitely a shower… he had what looked to be a solid 8” of thick cut cock… pissing like a fire hose at a house fire. I stood there, half asleep, but getting wider awake in awe. This kid I had just met a few hours before, this kid I had thought about all evening… this kid, what… what the fuck is he doing in my bathroom, holy shit… Joey, crap… Eric was the one in Joey’s room, the one I had already came to the conclusion that Joey had picked someone up and brought home for sex… fuck, the guy that was in his room was Eric. Fuck!!! That was about the time I realized I was staring at his cock and I was now fully erect. I looked up and he was smiling, but I shot out of the bathroom and back to my room in a flash.

Trying to fall back asleep was no easy task, between seeing him, 90% of him, seeing him again, seeing him in my bathroom and seeing him piss standing directly by my side… and then realizing that he was staying with Joey, he came from Joey’s room and I thought he had someone in there for sex and fuck, it was Eric. Why the fuck did it have to be Eric, really, why??? I tossed, I turned, I sat up, I laid back down… I finally decided to get up and get something to drink… Now that my night was pretty much fucked and out of not giving, I shit, I opened the door and went through the living room and into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of milk and drank it done right away and poured another. I took the milk back into the dark living room and sat down in my recliner in the corner of the room, still in the nude and not really giving a damn. I sat there while my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I was drinking my milk, frustrated and restless. After a minute or so, my eyes began to adjust, and my mind was starting to calm down. I looked to my right, there on the couch was Eric, sound asleep… wait, what… Eric was asleep on the couch. My thoughts began racing back to waking earlier… it did sound like Joey was arguing with someone… had Eric been here on the couch all night, had he not had sex with Joey? Now I was rattled and consumed with watching the sleeping Eric, asleep on the couch. He was absolutely adorable, just lying there, a sheet lightly draped over him, in his boxers and so peaceably asleep. I sat there for a minute or two, soaking in the sight, relieved that he wasn’t in Joey’s room and here, here in my place, just a couple of feet away. Then it hit me, I was really being creepy, just sitting there in the nude, watching this sleeping boy on my couch. I got up quietly and went back to my room and back to bed. I fell asleep thinking about Eric, there on my couch, here in my place and well about watching him piss right next to me.

It was just after 7 that morning when I could hear arguing, loud arguing. It was coming from the living room and I knew it was Joey and of course the other voice had to be Eric. I grabbed a pair of shorts and headed out to the living room, just as I entered into the room, I heard the back door in the kitchen slam. I must admit, I was glad to see it was Eric standing in the center of the room and knew it was Joey who had stormed out through the kitchen door. I stood there, me in my shorts and he in his boxers. He looked at me and shrugged his shoulder and had a half smirk on his face. I took a seat in the recliner and he sat on the couch. We talked, and talked and talked… he explained everything with his parents, that he didn’t have any place to go for now, that Joey fed him and then brought him back with expectations of having sex with him, that they fought and he slept on the couch after spending an hour of trying to keep Joey’s hands off of him. He told me that he knew we were both gay and that he was straight and had a girlfriend, he told me the argument this morning was about the fact that he couldn’t stay here if he wasn’t going to sleep in Joey’s bed. They Eric admitted he really needed a place to stay, but he was afraid that if I was okay with sleeping on the couch, Joey would just try to get in him pants in the living room while I was sleeping. Then it hit me, Johnny told me to be careful and now I was seeing why, as the kid talked and explained things to me… I was being swept up, I was being taken prisoner… my heart felt for this kid and the circumstances he was in. He was intoxicating, he was adorable, and I was growing really fond and really quickly for this damn kid… not to mention I was attracted to him, in so many ways. In a split second before I knew what I was doing I offered him to share my bed, with no SEX, nothing other than two guys sharing a queen size bed for sleep. I guaranteed him that he would be safe in my bed and in my hands. In just as quick as I had offered, he agreed.

So, my friends, my fate was sealed. He knew I slept in the nude, that he had figured out with our late night, early morning piss together in the bathroom. Even with both my friends warning me and Joey having disappeared the night before with him. I just invited this straight boy with a girlfriend and baggage into my bed. So now you can really see why I had to take my time to introduce you to Eric. Hopefully your keeping up at this time. This will be like an intermission of the story; we’ve built up to the point that I now have Eric entwined into my life. (by the way, were are still friends to this day)

Well, that night things went from bad to worse. Joey showed up at the end of the day to the duplex and found Eric in the living room and was surprised to see him. When Joey stormed out that morning, he had told Eric to disappear from our place. I heard Joey yelling from my bedroom and went out to calm things down. I explained to Joey that Eric was going to be sleeping in my room and fuck… fireworks went off. Joey packed a quick bag and informed us both he was going to Houston for the weekend to stay with a friend and he’d back on Monday and hoped I would have come to my mind by then.

Joey returned on Monday and by now, Eric and I were sleeping in the same bed with not problems. I gave him his space and left him alone, in person that is, but in my mind and in my fantasies… we had an awesome sex life, lol. I could still see the image of his cock in the lights from the bathroom window in my mind, vividly… so I had plenty to jack off to before climbing in bed with him each night. Joey chilled, he wasn’t happy and the two of them argued on a somewhat regular basis, over the smallest of things. For the most part, though, we all survived, and things were okay.

The play had 6 performances and before we were ready, Eric had gotten involved with the production and was a big help backstage. I was working at the theater and in the production and Eric spent most of his time with me. So, day in and day out all through out the night, there was Eric. The performances ended as well as the semester. A month had passed, and we celebrated Eric’s 19th birthday. It was fun and everyone even Joey had a good time, we celebrated at our place with friends over. Kenny and Johnny both just were there, but they could see I had fallen for Eric, big time. It really was as if I had a relationship with this kid, a sexless one, but still… well that was fixing to change that very night.

By the time everyone left it was late, we had all had too much to drink including myself. Probably around 1 am, I had put everything up and was getting ready for bed. Eric stumbled into the room and pitched his clothes all around the floor (including his boxers, I thought) and climbed into the bed, after pissing I joined him. It was a couple of hours later when I woke up, I was lying on my right side, my left hand firmly gripped around this excitedly hard 8-inch cut throbbing cock. I was jerking him off, going to town, pulling on his manhood… he was half asleep and half awake and quiet moans were escaping his lips, his head was tossing around on his pillow, as I was beginning to realize what I was doing, it was to late and his cock was jerking and flexing and I knew he was about to shoot his load. My gut reaction to what I realized I was doing was to jerk my hand away and stop, I should have stopped, but I didn’t want to bring him to this edge, this point of no return and just stop… so I kept going, now fully awake and fully aware I was jacking him off, I just couldn’t leave him there, not at that point. It exploded in my hand, he shot all the way up to his chin, ropes of cum flying from his cock, his breath so raspy and quickened and then his release. He laid there, he was awake, he knew what I was doing, he could have stopped me, he could have wakened me… I took my hand from his cock, slipped from the bed, went to the bathroom and grabbed him a washcloth and a hand towel… I must admit, I had to do something in the bathroom, I licked his cum from my hand, I cleaned it from me with my tongue, I savored his cum. I cleaned with the washcloth and hand towel and put it on the floor beside my side of the bed and fell asleep next to him.

The next day, nothing was said… it was if it had never happened. I wanted to apologize but figured that would have just made things awkward. Night approached and it was once again time for bed, we went to bed just like we had been doing as if nothing was different. I made a huge effort to keep in mind, that I needed to keep my hands to myself

It was a little over a week after his birthday, once again late into the night I woke up, but this time, I had kept my hands to myself, but now… my lips are tightly grasping that sweet cut cock of his. My head is under the covers and I am sucking his cock for all I am worth.

Now I need to take a quick break here and explain something. I know there are those reading my story that do not believe me and have already decided I am a horrible person for doing to Eric what Joey tried so desperately to do. But believe me or not, I was not awake when I initiated these things… oh, I mean yes, my mind had fantasized about doing something with him, but my conscious mind was not the one making these things happen, nor was there any deliberate plan that I was trying hard to make things happen.

As soon as I could tell that I was not dreaming, but that I was actually giving Eric a blow job, I stopped. As I raised my head to let his cock loose from the grasp of my lips, I feel Eric’s right hand gently press my head back into place, he gently guided me even lower on his cock and left his hand there to make sure I continued. He was lying there, his body gently convulsing, his head once again tossing side to side on his pillow, his hand giving me encouragement to continue. Every few downward thrusts, he would apply a small amount of added pressure, making sure his cock was pushing further into my throat. His breathing was slowly getting more and more labored, I could feel his cock pulse more wildly in my mouth… his nuts were originally bouncing with each thrust he would give with his hips, but now I could feel them pulling upwards to the base of his cock. I could feel his cock head expanding in the edge of my throat and I could tell he was getting close to feeding me his sweet creamy load. As the pace increased, he whispered ever so softly; “I’m going to blow my load, are you ready?”. Without any further warning, his balls tight against his base, his hand pressing urgently against my head, his breath like he had just ran a mile, his head tossing and his legs stiffening… I felt the head of his cock expand, his shaft pulse and then his warm seed began to pulse into my mouth, shot after shot, he kept cumming, his warm seed, his sweet cream flooding my mouth. He held my head in place until his cock began to soften, until his balls relaxed… I continued to suck till his flaccid cock slipped from my lips. He whispered; “Thanks!” and then rolled onto his side and slipped back asleep. I laid there till I knew he was asleep from his breathing, then I slipped from the bed and went to the living room and jacked off.

Now, I had jacked off this straight boy and then, I sucked him off. He even said thanks for the blow job. So this was so hot in a sense, but I did feel bad that I had done both these things as I slept, I always wondered if he was asleep when I started both times or had he been awake when it happened.

On two occasions, I had brought him to climax, but another type of climax was about to happen. After the end of the semester I had taken a part-time temporary job and it was fixing to go full-time. I would be working around 60 hours a week, but then again, I could really use the money. The problem was going to be gone so much from the house… Eric and Joey would have more time alone at the duplex and I knew that was not going to work out. Within the first two weeks of my new job, the fights started getting really bad, both of them calling me at work (on the work phone, no cell phone remember this is the late 80’s). I was working 7 pm till 7 am 5 days a week would get hit with complaints in the morning when I got home from Joey and in the evening before I left for work from Eric. Dear lord, it was like living with tow pre-teen siblings blaming each other for everything. The only thing I did at home was sleep and then back to work again and again… then shit hit the fan!! I came home from work one morning and Joey met me in the kitchen, 5 minutes in the door. He announced he was moving out, he exclaimed that me and my little straight boy lover could have the place, he was done with the bullshit!!

So, Joey disappeared (now all of his belongings were still there in the duplex, but I had not seen him in weeks) and Eric moved into Joey’s room… Eric got a part-time job and we changed dynamics in the duplex. One night when I got home from work Eric was in the living room nude, sitting in my recliner and playing with himself. I walked in and was a bit shocked to see him and he did not stop when he heard me come into the duplex. I grinned and said you look comfortable… as I chuckled. Then without missing a beat, he said he was waiting for me to show up so he could ask me to suck his cock. I dropped everything and got on my knees between his legs and began sucking his cock. As before he placed his right hand on the back of my head, the only difference was that he controlled not only the depth but also the pace this time. He guided me, he shifted in the chair and got himself comfortable… he pushed up with his hips, pushed downward with his hand and worked me for his pleasure. I worshipped every inch of his cock, I felt his smooth, yet firm cock works its way in and out of my mouth, his head pushing into my throat, his balls bouncing against my chin. He was more vocal than before, telling me what a good cock sucker I was, asking if I liked sucking his cock, telling me to tighten my lips, or encouraging me to go deeper, to speed up or slow down. He was loving the attention I was giving his cock, he was getting into being serviced… he toyed with me, he pushed me to my limits he kept telling me to do a good job and he will reward me with his cum. I sucked, I gagged, I swirled my tongue… I used my throat to milk the head of his cock. I was loving every moment between his legs; I was loving his need and desire for me to please him… I felt Eric stop me, suddenly… just stopped my head and began to climb out from under me and out of the chair… it took only seconds and he was gone from the living room, that’s when I heard a familiar voice from behind me… Joey was standing there in the doorway from the kitchen into the living room.

Eric had run into my room when he saw Joey. Joey stood there shaking his head, then he told me I figured you had gotten your hands on that stupid ass straight boy. Joey and I had it out in the living room that night with Eric hiding in my room in the nude. Joey made sure to say how he was going to tell everyone that he caught me and Eric together, he wanted to freak him out and it was working. Joey grabbed a few things and left… Eric ventured out of my room, covering his cock with his hand. He looked at me and then disappeared into the Joey’s old room, his room. That night things changed; and very soon everything was about to change.

We are about to reach the last act in my story here, things are changing and changing for us all… unfortunately that’s how things work. For every good event can not last forever. Keep a close eye out, I am about to pull a fast one on you… you see there is a new cast member to be added to our story and this character is an especially important one. I will give you an introduction as he enters onto the scene.

The next few days and nights, I rarely saw Eric and when I did it was super awkward… both Kenny and Johnny had informed me that everyone at the Theater had heard about Joey catching us in the act. I just shook my head and rolled my eyes at the news, to be honest I did not really give a damn what he had said and who he had told. My job was taking most of my time and efforts and I seldom saw anyone. Late on a Friday night about a week or more after the Incident, Eric called me at work and told me that Joey had called and he and his friend would be at the Duplex on Sunday to get his stuff, Eric also informed me that he would be at his parents on Sunday, so he would not be there. I was off on Sunday so I told him it was cool; I would deal with him when he came to get his stuff.

Sunday afternoon rolled around and at about 4 o’clock Joey showed up. Or should I say exploded into view, he pulled up in the front yard in his dad’s old truck and within seconds burst into the front door. I was watching tv sitting in the same recliner from the Incident… I stood up as he flung himself into the room. The nice conversation lasted about 42 seconds and then he spent the next few hours with a constant stream of bullshit flying from his mouth. He asked where Eric was, then continued with he was taking his shit and getting the fuck out of all this crap… blah, blah, blah… and so on… but…

Somewhere in all his crap, I looked at the front door and behind him was the cutest young man I had ever seen, I stopped hearing all of his bullshit. (Finally, our final cast member, but this is not a simple character, NO, you see this character, this cast member is about to make history with me, major history.) There in my front door was a young man, 5 foot 9 inches, all of maybe 115 lbs., but not skinny, he had these super muscular looking legs, he was wearing a pair of blue jean shorts, a greenish colored t-shirt, a regular t-shirt but not… it was different. He was blond and had greenish hazel eyes, or where they hazelish green eyes… a sweet innocent but devilish grin on his face. His t-shirt was tucked in and he had a belt around his waist, he was wearing short thin white socks and a pair of tennis shoes, well they looked like tennis shoes, but once again they were vastly different. He was smiling, ginning at me and just kind of frozen there… part of me melted looking at him and part of me stiffened at the mere sight of him. He waved, wait what… he waved at me and I waved back… Joey called from his old room, he said Lukas, but the ending was elongated, like (lou-kaas) I think, I wasn’t really sure what he said, but this young cutie moved that direction. Holy Shit, when he headed that way, Oh My God… he had the most beautiful, perfect, sculpted bubble butt I had ever seen, ever seen. I nearly fell out of the damn chair trying to get another look at that ASS! I was in shock, in awe, I was confused and all I wanted to know was who was this…

Joey reappeared with Lukas on his heels, both with arms full of Joey’s stuff… they went out the front door to the truck and as they reentered the room, Joey stopped and introduced the young man to me… his name was Lukas, he was from Europe and was Joey’s new roommate… trip after trip, more and more of Joey’s crap… I think Joey’s mouth was still emptying more and more crap, but I didn’t hear any of it, I just kept looking at Lukas, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him… and that ass, damn that ass, what an ass… I thought I would have to have help when he stopped in the living room on one of the trips and bent over to pick something up from the floor and that heavenly ass pointing right at me. I could not move from the chair I sat in, I was wearing gym shorts commando style and there was some serious tenting going on in the front of them.

Joey and Lukas left, I was there, speechless, in shock and I could not shake the images of Lukas from my mind, to be honest Lukas was all I was thinking about. So around midnight Eric showed up and was bitching, moaning about Joey and a bunch of other stuff… I tuned him out for the most part, till I heard him going on and on about him moving back in with his parents… I shook my head and tried to clear my thoughts and get myself back to listening to Eric. Long story short, he had worked out things with his parents and he was moving back home, so Joey is moving in with Lukas and Eric is moving home with his parents… well fuck me!! I told him goodnight and went into my room and closed the door, I put on some music and let my mind wander back to that sweet ass on Lukas and let my right hand have its way with my stiff aching cock.

Monday and Tuesday were a blur with work, Eric moving his stuff back to his parents and with everything going on with Joey and Lukas… at least the nights were good, I continued to let my right hand have its way with my cock while images of Lukas filled my mind. Tuesday when I left work, I found out the job I was doing was closing out and that I would not be needed by Wednesday evening. Great, no job, no roommate, money tight and things were changing, but unfortunately not for the better.

The good news was my life was about to make some drastic changes, Eric and Lukas were going to be major factors in all that change. Lukas and I spent 17 ½ wonderful years together, here and in Europe for a small time and well Eric, he is still a part of my life, maybe not the crazy part he was, but none the less, there are more stories involving him. Lukas and I had an awesome sex life and there are literally thousands of stories involving him and all the shit we got into…

A foot note on Eric: I took his virginity in the gay world from both ends and Lukas got to know him a lot better before it was all over…