"HEY TIM!" Eric called from the first floor while I was helping the plumber with installing the second hot water heater.
"WHAT!" I answered.
"The furnace people and some of the cleaning people are here," Eric said from behind me.
"Shit. Tell the cleaning people there's no water yet, so they might as well just come back tomorrow."
"Okay. You want the heating guys to go ahead and start though, right?"
"You bet I do. I'm tired of wearing this coat while I'm working. How's the refrigerator doin'?"
"Fine as far as we can tell," he said, stomping back up the steps. "The light comes on, so I guess it works. We won't know for sure until it warms up in here enough that it has to run."
"Okay, that's got it," Ken, the plumber, said. "You can let go now."
"Whew! After you get this one hooked up, how long does it take before we have hot water?"
"Well, the manuals on these bitches says three to five hours, but since the water coming in is ice cold, I'd imagine it would be closer to the five hours. It's a good thing you're only gonna have the three of ya living here."
"Huh? Why is that?"
"Well, a 40 gallon tank is plenty of hot water for a kitchen and a couple of baths, and theoretically two should be plenty for five and a half baths plus a kitchen. But I remember when they first built this place, we installed two 40 gallon water heaters just like these. Problem was they had twenty girls livin' here, and after just three months of cold showers, they had us replace this one with a 65 gallon one that heated faster."
"Why didn't you mention this to me earlier?" I moaned.
"Well sir? To tell you the truth, I didn't think of it until now. I wouldn't concern yourself about it. This one will do just fine for the three of ya."
"But I don't know if it will always be just the three of us. How hard would it be to get a 65er?"
"Don't know. I'll have to call it in to find out. Good thing all's we did was secure it down. We'd be in a fine mess if I had connected her up and started fillin' her."
I followed him halfway up the stairs before we had to turn around and go back down in a hurry as the heating people carried one of the furnaces in.
"Before you guys carry down the other one, are you sure these two will be enough to heat this place good?" I asked the three men.
"Son, you got enough BTUs in these things to heat a place three times as large," the one with the "PAUL" label on his coat said.
"That's good," I said, starting back up the stairs.
"Now the AC is another matter," he continued.
"Huh?" I said with moan.
"Just tell your poppa to come down here so we can talk business stuff."
"Whose name authorized the work order?" I asked after coolly going back down the stairs again.
"Let's see... The name be Timothy J. Brandton. That your poppa?"
"That be me," I said, flipping my wallet open to my drivers license and giving them a good long look. "And this be my credit card that is paying for this stuff. So, what's with the AC, boys."
"Well howdy!" 'RICK' said, giving 'PAUL' a powerful backslap. "We gots ourselves a rich kid shootin' the shots. Ain't that right, Dave."
"Yep," the smallest of the three said.
"Sorry, kid. Didn't mean anything by the poppa bit. What you got here is the top of the line furnace with the top of the line fan and top of the line thermostat. But the AC units out back are worthless pieces of shit. Even the people who cleared this place out knew better than to bother with them."
"So what do you suggest?"
"Well, seeing you ain't in that great of need for air conditioning at this moment of time, I'd say we just hook up the heatin, and leave the coolin disconnected until we can get something more fitting for a place like this. No sense on chargin' the lines if we're just gonna have to redo them again later."
"Okay... That sounds reasonable," I said, turning to climb up the stairs again.
"There's just one other thing," he said.
"What?" I groaned.
"Ya can't turn the gas on until we get both units hooked up."
"You mean.."
"Yep. And from the looks of things, I'd plan on sleepin' somewhere else tonight."
"Great. Thanks."
Eric met me at the door of the stairs, and said, "Hey. The cleaning people said they can't come back tomorrow. This was the only day they had open this week."
"Shit. Nothing's working right today."
"What do you mean?"
"We don't have the right hot water heater, the air conditioners out back are pieces of shit, and now they tell me they don't think they'll have the furnaces hooked up by tonight, and we can't even turn on the gas for the one hot water heater until the furnaces are hooked up to the gas too. We have to find someplace to stay tonight, and then we won't have any help cleaning the place up tomorrow."
"Well, at least the refrigerator works. I think."
Ken found me just then, and said, "Welp, we have a 65er out in Sanford, brand new, and still in the box. But we can't get it here until tomorrow. Do ya want me to cap the lines so you can use the one today?"
"Na. The furnace guys said they won't be done until tomorrow, so we'll just have to stay at a motel tonight anyway. You want help carrying the other one up?"
"Nah. I'll have another guy with me tomorrow and we can take care of it then. I'll just finish up the one then, and then scadadle out of here until tomorrow, alrightly?"
"Alrighty," I said, mirroring his grin.
After Ken went back down stairs, Eric said, "I like him. He's cool."
"Yeah. He's a nice guy, all right."
"Oh. Get this. James is outside talking to this girl who wanted to know how we got this place. He's trying to see if she's a lesbian or not."
"Why?"
"Cause she has one of those pins on her jacket."
"What pins?"
"You know.. The double female symbol pins," he said, doing something with his fingers to show me.
I went outside to see what he was talking about, and found there were now five girls talking to James.
As I walked up to them, someone from the street yelled, "Hey! Hey limo kid!"
I stared at the young woman's face as she jogged up towards me, but didn't recognize her until her face stopped bouncing up and down with her steps.
"Hey... It's Nicky, right?" I said, having a flash back to when she was in my limo with her hands stuck up her girlfriend's pussy and ass.
"Yeah. I'm sorry. I don't remember.."
"Tim. Tim Brandton. I forgot you two went here. You and... Lisa?"
"Wow. You have a good memory. Lisa's back at the apartment trying to get some sleep. She had to drive all night to get here."
"I take it you two finally got someplace private, huh?"
"Yeah, right. It's not any better than the dorms. But at least we sleep in the same bed together."
"TIM!" Eric called from the door. "PHONE!"
"I'll be right back," I said, turning to run inside.
"You mean you live here?" she said, following me in.
"Yeah. I bought it Saturday. Why?"
"You bought it? How? From who? We spent months trying to find the owners, and never could. How the hell.."
"We? Who's we?" I said before taking the phone and finding no one there.
"Eric, who was it?"
"The furniture guys. They said they would deliver the stuff Wednesday morning at nine, but could have the beds here tonight if we needed them bad enough."
"Oh. I guess we don't need them now."
"Why not?" Nicky asked.
"Because the hot water and heating won't be ready until tomorrow. Shit. This sucks. There's no way we can clean this place up by ourselves before Wednesday."
"How many of you are there?" Nick asked.
"Just the three of us," Eric replied. "You're gay too, aren't you," he added, noticing her pin.
"And proud of it," she said with confidence. "So don't give me any lip, got it kid?"
"Why would I?" Eric said.
"Eric and James are just as bent as you, Nicky. Maybe even more," I said giving Eric a evil grin.
"Really? Well good for you. But next time you see someone wearing one of these," she said, fingering her pin, "make sure you say, 'I'm gay and proud of it.'"
"Uhm, okay."
"Tim, are you planning to rent out any of the other rooms?" Nicky asked urgently.
"I hadn't really thought about it. Why? You wanna room?"
"Not just me. There are twelve of us who have been trying to buy this place for almost a year now. We only need seven rooms, and we have the money.."
"I'll make a deal with you. You let us crash at your place tonight, and I'll let you have eight rooms and four baths for free as long as I'm here."
"I bet between the fifteen of us, we could get this place cleaned up before your furniture arrived... OH this is so perfect! Let me go tell the others," Nicky said excitedly.
"Tim.." Eric whined. "I don't want a bunch of girls living with us.."
I picked Eric up and kissed him on the lips energetically, then said, "Please?"
Eric sighed "Okay.." happily as he melted in my arms. I knew how to push his buttons too.
But James wasn't as easily convinced.
"But what do you want with a bunch of gay women? You're a guy. They don't like guys," he said while we gathered our stuff to take over to Nicky's apartment.
"So? Who says I want that kind of relationship with them. I like women, James. I don't have to have sex with them to like them. Think of it this way. They're not competing with you, so you're not losing anything. And now we'll have all the help we need keeping this place cleaned up."
"I think it will be kind of fun," Eric offered.
"Fun? Instead of having two girls having to avoid, we'll have twelve," he said exasperated.
"Why would you have to avoid them?" I asked.
"Like we want a bunch of women watching us," he said.
"James, they won't want to watch you any more than you want to watch them."
"Nu-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Nu-uh."
Eric put his hand over my mouth then said, "James... They know all the guys who are gay around here."
"They do? Oh yeah... Okay.. They can stay."
Eric just gave me a superior grin that turned into a happy one when I kissed him on the top of the head.
"Oh, and now the three of us have to share the same bathroom. That's even better," James said, giving me the once over with his eyes.
"Hey!" Eric said, stepping up to him. "I thought I was your shower buddy."
"You are. But there's always room for one more," he said, putting his face up to Eric's.
"Yeah, I guess so.." Eric said before kissing him.
"Cool it guys. You can do that later. Right now I just want to get somewhere warm."
James pulled himself away, then said, "Yeah, Eric. Somewhere nice and warm, and private."
"I bet you a blow job I'll be ready before you are," Eric dared.
"You got a deal."
"Okay. Well, I'm ready."
"So am I."
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not giving anyone a blow job," I said frustrated.
"That's okay. We'll give you one," James said slyly, ducking when Eric swung to punch him in the shoulder.
A little less than an hour later, we were outside Nicky's apartment, waiting for Lisa to undo the deadbolts and chain to let us in. The stairs we had come up had creaked like mad, making me wonder how anyone could sleep though a racket like that. The fact that there wasn't a light for the stairs only made it that much more of a shock to find the handrail abruptly ended about halfway up too.
When Lisa finally opened the door sleepily, Nicky said, "Guess who just bought the Orlin house?"
"Who," Lisa said as she closed the door to undo the chain.
"Me," I said when she reopened the door, standing where Nicky had been the moment before.
"Who are you?" she said as the four of us hustled by her.
"It's the kid with the limo," Nicky said, pulling her gloves and coat off. "Remember?"
"Oh yeah.. OH! Oh yeah!" Lisa said, snapping awake.
"Tim," I said, when I saw her struggling to remember it.
"Right.. Tim. I'm sorry. Did she say you bought the Orlin house?"
"Yep. Uhm, this is Eric, and that's James. They're stayin' with me for a couple of months."
"But tonight, they're staying with us," Nicky announced, taking our coats into another room.
"With us?" Lisa said, not pleased.
"Yep. Maybe tomorrow night too," I said, keeping her in suspense.
"Excuse me," Lisa said, hustling into the room where Nicky had gone in.
"What a dump," James announced, looking over the place.
"Shhh," Eric said while agreeing with him.
There was a couch, an overstuffed chair, a coffee table and a little black and white TV sitting on a couple of cardboard boxes. The kitchen table had a book under one leg, and while there were four chairs, they were being held together by some twine rope wrapped around all four legs.
But the small kitchen was clean and tidy, and I had noticed the bedrooms both had beds in them which was reassuring.
"Hey Eric," James said with his hand stuck under the cushions of the couch. "This couch has a handle on it. Does it have a bed inside it too?"
"It sure does," I said before thinking to myself, "Thank God. At least I don't have to sleep with these two tonight."
My dick snapped to attention when Nicky and Lisa returned to the living space, my eyes catching glimpse of Lisa's hard nipples trying to poke through her T-shirt. I tried to recall what her breasts had looked like in the limo, but all I could recall was the larger than average nipples and Nicky's hands inside her front and back doors.
"We really appreciate you helping us," Lisa said sitting down next to me as Nicky started some coffee. "You don't know how bad we wanted to get that place."
"How long have you been living here?" I asked.
"Since last semester," Lisa said before saying to James, "And you're right. It is a dump. A cheap dump. We've been trying to save up to help the others buy something we can all live in."
"Do you want anything?" Nicky asked. "Soda? Coffee? Water?"
"Coke?" James and Eric both asked.
"Tim?"
"Same here."
"Lisa, Tim offered us to stay for free for a while.." Nicky began.
"You don't have to do that," Lisa said. "We can pay you rent, especially now that we don't have to be putting money aside."
"Well, the way I figure it, I already bought the place. Having you stay there wouldn't cost me anything except the utilities, and helping us clean up the place by Wednesday would solve a lot of problems. Besides, if I remember right, someone offered to share a dream or two with me," I said without looking over at Nicky.
"Nicky?" Lisa said, shocked.
"What?"
"Did you offer to share a dream with him?"
"I what? Oh. I guess I did," she said, slapping my can of soda against my chest rather roughly. "I didn't mean anything by it."
"What are you talking about?" Eric asked, smiling at James's array of burps.
"I'll show you two later," I said with a grin.
"What?" James said, just tuning in.
I ignored him, but after Eric whispered in his ear, James blurted out, "Why would he want to do that?"
The four of us looked at him like he was nuts, but this time it was James' turn to ignore the rest of us.
After we talked for a while, James got very bored. When he couldn't get Eric to pay attention to him, he finally got fed up and said, "Hey, does the TV work in this dump?"
"James, can I talk to you for a minute?" I said standing up and walking towards the other bedroom without waiting for a response.
He followed me in with a dark expression on his face, then looked at me with a defiant look in his eyes after I closed the door.
"Come 'ere," I said, sitting down on the bed.
He stood in front of me, and I couldn't help notice what he was hoping I had in mind.
"Sit down, please?" I said, patting the spot next to me.
His hopes crashed to the floor, but he sat down like I had asked anyway.
"I'm not going to yell at you, or lecture you," I said, putting my arm around his shoulders. "I want to show you something. Close your eyes and don't get scared. You'll like this, I promise."
After he gave me an excited look, he closed his eyes tight and sat very still, tensing almost every muscle in his body.
I sighed, then told him to relax as I rubbed his back with just a little bit of my magic touch set to soothe. Once his shoulders went limp, I started feeling out the others in the next room.
James gasped when I connected his mind to feel the thoughts of the Eric, Lisa, and Nicky. Eric was worrying about what I was saying to James, hoping I wouldn't upset James too much. Lisa and Nicky both felt excited about living in the Orlin house, but they were both also increasingly hoping I would let them share another dream with each other.
When Nicky momentarily thought about James, I felt James getting embarrassed for how he had acted around her. Nicky considered him to be a child, someone who simply didn't know better, while Eric seemed more mature. What she didn't know was James was actually three months older than Eric, and it made James feel bad that he didn't know how to act around others nicely like Eric did.
Lisa had a different opinion of him, finding him simply a selfish brat like her younger brother. That didn't bother James, however. He had gotten used to Eric's older sister feeling that way about him.
But what hurt him the most was finding that Eric had been embarrassed several times by James' self-centered attitude. Eric would never have told him so, but he sometimes wished James would just grow up a little more than he was.
Then Eric's attention was momentarily diverted by Nicky asking if James was his lover. Eric remembered her earlier words about being proud to be gay, and replied with a confident voice, "Yes. James is my lover."
The surge of emotional thoughts which followed made James feel good all over, and was so overwhelmed by it that I had to gently disconnect to give James a chance to recover.
"Thank you," he said softly before looking up at me. "I'll try not to embarrass you or Eric any more."
"You know what?" I said, wiping the trail his single tear had made off his cheek.
"What?"
"I think you just grew up," I said before giving him a kiss on the forehead.
That night I had the spare bedroom to myself, and I laid there trying to ignore the tender feelings being shared around me. All I could think about was how much I missed sharing a bed with Suzi and Joey, how empty my life seemed without them in it, all while fearing Sarah was at that moment releasing the true Joey's rage and lust which would destroy any chance of him sharing my bed again. I kept telling myself that I might still have a chance with Suzi, even though I knew in my heart she was destined to be Joey's and not mine.
At least once I fell asleep, I slept soundly and didn't have any disturbing dreams. And I felt almost cheery when I woke up to find Eric climbing in my bed to snuggle a little.
Apparently James was not a morning person. He liked to sleep in as long as he could, while Eric was always instantly awake and ready for action when he first woke up. I was neither and both. When I wake up, if I have to get up, I get up without any trouble. Otherwise I just roll onto my stomach (a habit I picked up because of the twins) and go back to sleep for a few more hours.
I welcomed his warm loving hugs and kisses, finding them very comforting after the troubled thoughts of the night before. He was so endearing that I told him he could wake me up in the morning to snuggle any time he wanted. Then Eric laid on top of me, our soft dicks laying next to each other as we fell asleep again.
"Awe, man?! If I knew you guys were going to do that, I would have got up with you Eric!" James said, waking us.
"Shit," Nicky said before diverting her eyes as Eric quickly covered himself up with the sheet. "Uhh, you guys... want waffles for breakfast?" she said with her back turned.
"Sounds good to me," I said, strolling out of the room, nude. "Morning, Lisa."
Lisa just mumbled her response without looking up, concentrating on reading the paper at the table as she waited for her waffle.
Nicky ignored my boldness once she saw I had no intention of getting shamed into getting dressed, and simply broke apart a few more frozen waffles to prepare for the toaster.
"What time is it?" Eric said with a yawn when he came out dressed.
"A quarter to eight," I said without looking at a clock. "What's so interesting, Lisa? You look like you're reading your own obituary."
"Obituaries... Section E," she mumbled.
"Here, Lisa. Eat it before it gets cold," Nicky said, setting down a plate with one of the four waffles which had popped up out of the toaster a few moments before. "She's always like this in the morning. You can't get anything out of her until she has read the first section of the paper and has her morning coffee."
Eric, James, and I were all finishing our own waffles before Lisa suddenly looked up and said, "Are you naked?"
Eric giggled while James snickered, then they shut up when I stood up and did a slow 360.
"Get used to it ladies. I'm used to going naked in my own house," I said before forking the last bite in my mouth without sitting down. "But right now I'm going to get my clothes on. It's kind of drafty in here."
As I got dressed, I heard Nicky mentioning to Lisa what she saw when James woke us up, then Lisa said something about how muscular I had become. That made me stop and think about whether or not I should have stopped working out. I didn't think that I would have the time to put into keeping the muscles I had built last semester, but after having gone through all the trouble to get them, I was kind of reluctant to just let them go back to the way they were before.
I decided I would just have to wait and see what my schedule would be like next week. If I had two hours or so to workout in the evening, the basement was plenty big for the equipment I would need, and maybe Eric and James would get a kick out of working out with me.
The furnace guys were there eyeing the four college women with hungry eyes when we arrived, but once I had opened the door, they got down to business and went straight to the basement to work.
Because everyone had classes that day, I found that most of Nicky's friends weren't going to show up until lunch time, but promised that we would still get the place cleaned up in time for tomorrow's delivery.
Ken showed up shortly after we got there with another guy named Perry. I had felt Perry take an interest in James and Eric while they were cleaning up some of the trash in the front yard, but when he quickly made himself not think about them, I let it go as something innocent.
But James had seen the look in Perry's eye, and once they finished outside, James hung around the two plumbers while they worked.
Shortly after lunch time, the gas was finally turned on, ironically it having waited on the plumbers to hook the larger water heater up to the gas line. The furnaces came on shortly after that, and then we were all running around turning on faucets and showers to work out all the air bubbles in the lines while the hot water heaters were filled.
Eric and I were patiently waiting by the kitchen sink, talking about how much warmer the place already was, when Ken yelled up stairs to ask Perry to check the toilets while he was up there. Eric and I hadn't even known he had come up, so while Eric checked outside, I went upstairs.
I was halfway up the stairs when I heard a "Ah yeah.. That's the way I like it.." coming from somewhere upstairs.
Quickly and quietly I followed the sounds of Perry's words of encouragement, finding him standing in the bedroom furthest from the stairs with his pants down while James's head moved back and forth with Perry's cock in his mouth.
I was about to yell at James when I realized I was the wrong person to catch him in the act like that. So I snuck back down, then when Eric came inside, I pretended that I had received a phone call and asked him to check upstairs for me.
I listened for several minutes at the bottom of the stairs for Eric's shouts, but they never came. So after way too much time had passed, I crept upstairs, only to find the bedroom door was closed, and when I tried it, it was locked as well.
But they had failed to lock the bathroom door, and as soon as I saw that Eric had taken James place at Perry's cock while James sucked Eric off, I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything until Perry moaned while he came.
"ERIC!" I yelled.
James jerked away from them as Perry's orgasmic expression flashed to horror of being discovered. But Eric.. Eric never flinched as he came himself while sucking the rest of Perry's spunk out of the still spasming cock in his mouth.
"Uh, look.. I, uh.. The kids asked me too.. and I uh.." Perry rambled as he carefully pushed Eric's head away from his cock.
James sat there masturbating, his eyes frozen on Eric's mouth frantically searching for the cock he had been nursing on. Before another word was said, I had Perry slip his jeans back up and go back down stairs, making him forget what had happened.
"James.." Eric said desperately when he opened his eyes and saw him.
Before Eric could reach him, I got between them, displaying every bit of anger and disappointment I was feeling.
Even then it took Eric several moments to snap out of his lusty daze and realize I was not happy. When I saw his face go from excitement to horror, I simply said, "So much for trusting you to control yourself," and left the room.
Eric and James were quiet the rest of the day, Eric especially, and I started to miss his enthusiasm for everything I asked him to do.
By four o'clock, the furnace people and plumbers were gone, and the last of the girls had showed up to work. Once they were all busy vacuuming, scrubbing, and cleaning windows, I took a break from cleaning the third bathroom in a row and sought out Eric.
"..do you have?" Eric asked one of the girls he was helping in one of the bedrooms.
"Seven, but Jill and Bee-Bee are my closest. That's why we're rooming together."
"Wow. Do you... you know.. Do it a lot with them?"
"Do you with your boyfriend?" Patty asked.
"Yeah. Every chance we get."
"We only do it when we think we deserve it. It isn't good for you if you do it too much."
"See Eric?" I said. "Even they say you can't do it all the time."
Eric didn't respond, but he put a little more effort into cleaning the window pane, hoping I would leave.
I walked up behind him, and was shocked when he pushed me away when I tried to give him a hug.
"I don't want your... whatever you call it," Eric said bitterly.
"Eric, I'm only trying to..."
"I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to control me, just like you control everyone. Well I'm not going to let you do it to me any more."
"Control you? Where did you get that... Oh.. I see. Okay Eric. I guess you're right. I've been controlling from the start. I made you gay, I made you suck me in the tent, I made you.."
"Shut up," Eric said. "You're not going to..."
My hand was on his shoulder with its magic touch on high, causing him to shudder with pleasure as I directed him to turn around and face me. He was like putty in my hands, not resisting me as I lowered him to the ground on top of me.
I slowly turned down the magic touch until I finally removed my hand to rub his relaxed back. Eric suddenly snapped out of his daze with a jerk, then laid his head back down and sighed.
"Eric, look at me," I said, stopping my back rub.
When he looked up at me with just a hint of fear, I said, "See how easy I could do it if I wanted to control you? All I'm trying to do is keep you safe from letting other people take advantage of you or hurting you intentionally or unintentionally. When I found you sucking on him like that, he was fantasizing about what he'd do if he could talk you or James into going home with him for the night."
"So? What's wrong with that?" Eric said, his eyes starting to show some resistance in them again.
"Shit, Eric. You would have gone with him, too, wouldn't you?"
"Maybe," he said defiantly. "Maybe we both would have."
"Then both of you would have given in to trying some of his 'special' soda, and would have wound up so fucked up you wouldn't care what then did with you. Shit, Eric. He could have had AIDS. Don't you understand how dangerous it is?"
"But you do it all the time," he insisted. "How many girls have you had sex with? How many women? Gays aren't the only one who you can get it from."
"True. But I'm very careful about making sure they are clean before letting myself get that far."
"What is it with you two?" James said, walking in. "Every time I turn around, I find you two like that."
"Shut up James. He made me get down on top of him." Eric said bitterly. "Come on. Let's go to our room and fuck like the fags we are. Nobody else understands what it means to be fifteen and gay."
"You're trying too hard," Patty said once their bedroom door shut. "Be their friend, not their parent. Go fuck them if they want you to. Then tell them a story about your uncle George who died of AIDS or something."
"No.. Not MY uncle George. His uncle Eric!" I said, getting up. "Oh, and thanks!" I remembered to say to Patty before leaving the room and hurrying to their locked door.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," I said, finding they made the same mistake of not locking the bathroom door.
But before I went in, I heard Eric crying. I had to take a moment to build my determination back up, then slipped inside.
I slipped the ghost commands in their heads so they couldn't see me, then sat down next to Eric and made sure he got a whiff of my cologne.
"Tim?" he said looking around. "See? I'm even imagining him. Why can't I do anything right?"
"Come on, Eric. Don't start crying again. You know I can't handle you crying," he said, rubbing Eric's thigh.
Eric shrugged it off, then said, "I'm not really in the mood for sex.. Let's clean our room up, okay? I'll be all right if you don't leave me."
I got up and left them alone, deciding that tonight would be a far better time to try my idea.
It was after midnight before we all got back to the girls' apartment. I was so tired, I was in bed half asleep before I remembered my plan to hopefully curb their recklessness. I had to fiddle around with my own mind a few moments before I worked out how to control the dream I was intending to have, then formed the dream links with Eric and James and went to sleep.
I was at school, walking down one of the halls, checking out the guys like usual. That's when I saw him for the first time, checking me out as I checked him out, knowing he was just like me.
I never had seen him before, but I knew his name. Joey. His name was Joey. And just like that, we walked up to each other, looking in each other's eyes, our hearts racing, our skin tingling, then finally we kissed with more passion I had ever known before.
Nobody around us noticed us as we rubbed each other's bodies as we kissed. The bell gently rang around us, and we broke apart to go to class, telling each other we love them.
I was in class for a whole five minutes before the bell rang again. There he was, waiting for me outside, somehow managing to talk the principal into making the classes five minutes long and the time between classes fifty minutes.
Joey, my love, led me down to the boy's shower, and we started undressing each other, knowing we would be making love.
But before we could do so, three more good looking nude guys my age walked in, and we knew they wanted to fuck too. We each took turns sucking and fucking each other, loving the hot sex every minute, yet I was getting concerned about having not done it yet with Joey.
I was more horny than ever by the time it was my and Joey's turn, and I was full of lust as he got down on his knees to suck me off. But just before he touched me, the bell rang and suddenly there were guys all over the place yelling and screaming at us, calling us fags and fairies.
Someone hit me in the stomach, and suddenly there was a fight as Joey tried to come to my rescue. I struggled and struggled to get to him, but just as I thought I was going to get through the crowd of punching boys, there was a loud cracking sound before the room went quiet.
Joey laid on the floor with his eyes glazing over, his skull having been cracked by the hard concrete floor. I cried, "NO!" before hearing his last words "Love you Tim," then witnessed the life leave his body completely.
That was when I found myself alone in the showers with his body, everyone else having disappeared as I kneeled there trying to understand what happened. I let my lust take over, and it had caused me to lose the only person I loved. My lover whom I never would make love to...
I woke up, shaking from the nightmare which I had purposely created, hearing the muffled sobs of Eric and James as they reassured themselves it had only been a dream, and that their own lovers had not died like in their versions of their dream.
I hugged my pillow, trying to shake the loneliness the dream had amplified three fold. I don't know how long I laid there fighting to keep myself from crying, and found that both Eric and James had fallen back asleep holding each other's hands. Ironically, I was more disturbed by the dream than they were, mostly because my lovers where not there with me in my bed.
The next morning finally came, waking to the sight of Eric standing at my door. For a moment I thought he was going to snuggle again which I suddenly desperately needed to do. But Eric was only there to let me know he knew I had made the dream, and from the look on his face, he hated me for it.
James strangely was warmer than usual with me during the morning. But as the morning wore on, his true colors showed through, and finally he blurted out he was trying to make me happy because he didn't want to go home.
It was around lunch time when I realized Eric and James were no where to be seen. I ended up having to do a pulse, and found them following a guy to his own apartment where the three of them were going to fuck.
I checked to see if his sexual habits were clean, finding they weren't but he had just been tested for VD, so he was for the moment clean. He had some pretty wild ideas about what he'd like to do with them, and I figured they would have to learn their lesson the hard way and let them go make their own mistakes.
They didn't come home that Wednesday night, and they didn't bother calling either. I was pretty upset with them, but I wasn't going to interfere. Shawn, the guy they were staying with, had invited two of his boy friends over to party with the boys Thursday night, and once I had made sure they were also clean, I kept my mind off of it until it was time for the orgy.
James and Eric got a little drunk, and James let it slip out that Eric liked to sometimes give his ass a little lick once in a while. Since the three older guys were fairly drunk themselves, they insisted Eric show them, then when he wouldn't, they tried to force him.
By the time they gave up, Eric and James were scared shitless, and I finally got the call around eleven that night from James as Eric cried in the background.
I was over there in a flash, but even that wasn't fast enough. I found them naked, hiding in the bushes outside in the cold after the assholes had kicked them out without their clothes because they had called me. Ten minutes later, the three guys were the ones outside naked in the bushes, and since I had locked the door to their apartment, the only way they could get their clothes was to go and ask the landlord to let them in.
Friday morning, I woke to find Eric climbing in bed with me to snuggle again. He cried more than snuggled, telling me he was sorry, and he wouldn't do anything like that again.
James even said he was sorry after crawling in bed with the two of us later that morning, but I could tell he hadn't learned his lesson yet. I just hoped that the weekend with Wally would straighten him out enough to keep them both from doing stupid things during the weeks ahead.