Brad’s Search : Part 30


I wince, expecting James to explode into a jealousy-induced rage. The next few seconds pass tensely by, and then he says just about the last thing I expect him to say. “Damn, I wish I would’ve been here to join in!”

My facial expression goes from a wince to a look of sheer confusion.

He continues, “I guess I should’ve warned you that Derek can get a little slutty when he’s drunk.”

A little?

James laughs. “OK, maybe not a little.”

I still have a look of confusion on my face. “Wait, so you’re not mad?”

Now James has the look of confusion. “Mad? Why would I be mad?”

“Because I practically cheated on you while we were dating?”

James sets his drink down on the coffee table, stands up, and takes my hands in his.

“Brad, you didn’t cheat on me. You haven’t done anything wrong. In fact, I’m glad you got some action while I was away. That makes one of us, at least.”

I can’t believe what I’m hearing.

He goes on, “You and I never made a promise to be monogamous. I can’t hold you to a promise that we never made in the first place.”

I nod, and barely manage a “Uh huh.”

“Speaking of dating, there’s something I wanted to ask you.”

I am so overwhelmed with relief that I can hardly bring myself to say, “What?”

“Well, obviously, I’ve had lots of time to myself to think, and I can safely say that I’ve never met anyone like you. You are truly one of the most honest people I’ve met. Your confession tonight, even though you did nothing wrong, just reaffirms that. And I love your outlook on life, your commitment to your work, and your loyalty to your friends. You’re an all-around good guy. I’d like to be your boyfriend, and I would be honored if you wanted to be my boyfriend.”

I’m speechless.

He continues, “There’s something else.”

I hesitate for a few seconds. “Yes?”

“Didn’t you say that your lease for this place is up next month?”

“Yeah.”

“Have you renewed it yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Because I was also thinking, if we were to get together, I wouldn’t want us living apart for another year. Instead of you renewing your lease, you could move in with me.”

It’s my turn to sit down. I am in such disbelief that sitting down is all I can do. I stare blankly at the wall.

After what seems like ages, James sits down on the couch beside me and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

A few seconds pass, then I speak up. “I was pretty sure after I told you about Derek that you would punch me, walk out, and never want to see me again.”

James laughs. “Why do you always think I’m going to run away from you?”

“I would run. I would be so scared of getting hurt if someone I cared for basically spilled all of their faults to me. How can I be sure that person won’t hurt me? How can you be sure I won’t hurt you?”

James sighs. “I can never be completely sure. But that’s the risk I have to take if I want to be happy.”

I sit, contemplating for a few seconds, and James goes on, “As far as my proposition goes: I know it’s a lot to take in all at once. If you’re not ready to decide, by all means, take your time. There’s certainly no rush.”

“You’re right about it being a lot to take in. I just don’t know if I can commit to a relationship with all the things I’m doing at work right now.”

“Don’t sweat it. I can be a really patient person when I need to be, especially when it concerns someone so important to me.”

I breathe a sigh of relief and rest my head against James’s shoulder. He scratches my head for a little bit, then leans his head so that our eyes meet. “So, Derek must have shown you that little trick I taught him.”

I snicker. “Yeah, he did.”

A smile begins to form on his face. “Wanna head to the bedroom for a little practice session?”

I wasted no time in giving him a resounding “Yes!”

We stand up and make our way to the bedroom. We fall onto the bed, roll over to our sides, and face each other. Soon we are caressing and kissing each other all over - on the lips, ears, cheeks, and neck.

I reach my hand underneath his shirt and rub his chest, nipples, and torso. I grab the bottom of his shirt and raise it up, and he lifts his arms so I can pull his shirt off of him easily. He does the same to me. I then unbuckle his belt, undo the button to his pants, and slide his zipper down. I reach my hand inside his pants and grab his cock through his underwear. He lets out a moan of pleasure as we continue kissing. He eventually reaches down, undoes my pants, and slides them down, exposing my hard cock begging to escape from my briefs.

I get up and kneel in front of him as he slides to the foot of the bed and gets into a seated position. I yank my briefs down and push all my clothes the rest of the way off my body, and then grab the waistband of his briefs and pull them along with his pants to the floor. I push him down into a lying position and work my tongue on his inner thighs. I deeply inhale the scent of his manhood - a scent you can only get after sitting for hours in one position on an airplane. It is a sweet-smelling musk, mixed perfectly with James’s natural scent. God, how I missed that scent!

I grab his cock with my hand, lick up and down the shaft, and then take all of him into my mouth. He lets out a sigh of pleasure. I start working my tongue all over his manhood, just like I had practiced with Derek the night before. It’s apparently working, as James makes moans and gasps of ecstasy each time I change my tongue’s technique.

I get up and lie on top of James, both of us completely naked. We kiss for a few seconds, and then James reaches around to my ass and begins massaging it. He pulls me forward, and I get on my knees and straddle him. He pulls me closer until my cock reaches his face. He envelops my cock with his mouth and goes to work on it with his tongue. As he works his magic, he holds my hips and pulls and pushes me forward and back, in and out of his mouth. I take the hint, grab the back of his head with my hand, and begin thrusting into his mouth. It amazes me how far I can thrust into his mouth without him gagging. I know I wouldn’t be able to do what he’s doing.

The sensation feels so wonderful, and I feel my orgasm getting closer. “Oh, James, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”

James grabs my cock with his hand and furiously jerks me off while tonguing my balls. A few strands of jizz rip from my cock and land on his face, in his hair, and on the sheets behind him. He lets out his own moans of ecstasy as he jerks himself off to orgasm and begins shooting onto his torso. I collapse onto my back beside him, and when his spurts of cum subside, he rolls over and lies on top of me, his cum cementing our two bodies together.

We kiss for a few minutes. Our breathing has just about returned to normal. We run our hands up and down each other’s body, then James scratches my hair while I caress his cheek.

After a few minutes, we stare into each other’s eyes. This moment is perfect. Almost. It’s only missing one thing.

“I love you, James.”

He looks at me and gives me a comforting smile.

“I love you, too, Brad.”

He leans his head down and our lips meet once again. We make out for what seems like hours, our hands sliding up and down one another’s body. He wedges one hand underneath me, and in one swift motion, we roll over so that I rest on top of him. We continue making out and caressing each other.

Eventually James pulls away. “All that flying has certainly made me exhausted.”

“Not to mention the sex.”

He chuckles. “Yes, that too. How about we get some rest?”

“Yeah, sure.”

We kiss for a few more seconds, then we pull the covers over us. We continue caressing each other for a little while, then I roll over and James pulls me into him and spoons me from behind. His cock, still hot and erect, pushes against my lower back. Our breathing becomes synchronized, and we eventually doze off to sleep.