MENTORING BRANDON
By Bob

Chapter 8 : Did it Really Happen ?

I remember dreaming about what had happened all day. I was hurt, my roomie came out to me as to their love for each other and I had my first experience with a man inside me. It was a very worry day. I knew that the days to stick with could never assess up to what this day had brought to my life.
There was a knock at the doorway. Not just a whack, but a banging that startled both Brandon and I out of a very oceanic abyss eternal sleep. We both jerked up in bed and looked at each other ! !
'' Bob ! ! Brandon ! !, '' we both heard. `` I need to talk to you. ``
Brandon got up and went to the door. As he opened it, Jon, Tom 's brother, was standing there. He looked a little Weird from where I lay in bed. As he entered the way, he looked around and I 'm certain that he noticed that only one bed was being used. The look on his aspect showed even more confusion.
'' What is going on here ! '' he shouted. `` first gear, I ca n't get into the room because the deadbolt is on and no one is answering the doorway. Do you have intercourse what is going on ? ``
'' Jon, I have no idea, '' I answered. `` We all went out and turned in early. I 'm not there so I do n't eff anything about the deadbolt. ``
'' I 'm sorry, just very wee, '' Jon said. `` And a niggling drunk, I have to say. ``
'' Yea, could severalize that, '' Brandon interjected.
'' And I have a question, guy cable. Are you sleeping on the floor, Brandon, or you guys sleeping together ? ``
'' Does it really matter to you ! '' Brandon said with disgust. `` And besides, it 's NONE of your business. ``
'' Hey, no trouble with me, '' he said with a grin on his human face that told me he knew more than we thought. `` Been there, done that ! ``
'' So, what can we do for you ? '' Brandon asked, obviously not being very nice to Jon.
'' Can I barge in here ? '' he asked. `` Or, can you get me into the early elbow room ? ``
Brandon gave me a very stern looking. I knew what that meant for sure enough and I was n't about to offer Jon the opportunity to delay in the way, even though I had no job with him there. He was an hunky-dory guy, from everything I could determine in the time I 'd known him. Plus, he was precious ! And, for a split back I felt that he was matter to in more than sleeping.
Did I really think that ? Did I really think he was precious and was interested in sex ? Here I was with my love and I was thinking about this cute 20-year-old wanting to delay with us for possible sex. I felt very sleazy at that present moment and could n't conceive what was going through my mind.
'' I 'll run over and see what 's going on, Jon. seminal fluid on ! '' I said as I made my way to the threshold. I was sitting on the bed, putting on my underwear to see if I could get him into the room. As I was pulling them up, I stood up and noticed him looking at my crotch. It was n't a glimpse, but a stare. Fortunately I was n't hard.
As we got to the room, I started to put my key into the door as it opened. Dave was standing there half-awake. `` tinker's damn, Jon, I 'm meritless, '' he said apologetically. `` force out of habit. ``
'' It 's very well, Dave, '' Jon said. `` I had a bit too much to drink in and I guess I got pissed. Knew that Bob was in with Brandon and thought I could doss there since I could n't get in. ``
'' Tom was walking toward the door by this time. He saw his sidekick and told him to get in so they could all get some rest. I turned to get back to Brandon 's elbow room and Tom followed me. `` Thanks for tonight, '' he said as he put his arm around my shoulder. `` Dave and I needed some clip together. Where did you guys go for all that time ? ``
'' We hit the Park and Brandon showed me this great romantic topographic point. ``
'' Ah, he took you to the grass nook on the far side of the pond ? '' Tom asked.
'' Yep. It was really a clean piazza. ``
'' Oh, I know, '' Tom said with a shit-eating grin. `` Dave and I showed him that plaza last year. We spent a lot of time there together, all of us. ``
'' All of you ? '' I questioned.
'' Yes all three of us. We just enjoyed going there to get away from all the idiot finale bounce and took Brandon with us, '' Tom continued. `` Brandon spent a lot of clock time with us terminal year. Keith was having problems with his tribe and was a veridical bitch. Brandon did n't want to expend any time with him. They were assigned as roommates and Brandon was never very well-to-do with Keith. You did n't bed him well, did you ? ``
'' No, I did n't know him at all, to be true, '' I replied. `` From what I could tell, he was very quiet and was n't very favorable to me. But, on the same hand, either was Brandon, '' I finished with a smile and a wipe of my supercilium to show him that I was gladiolus that that had changed.
'' Well, Keith hates fags, and Brandon was n't about to become well-disposed with him. It 's a prospicient story how we all got together and something I think Brandon should severalize you, '' Tom said as he began to head back to our room. He turned just before going into the door. `` Thanks again, Bob. You guys are great Friend. ``
I opened the threshold to Brandon 's room and walked int. As I closed it behind me, I noticed the desk lamp on next to the bed. There was Brandon. Totally nude and spread-eagled on the bed, I did n't have to be a garden rocket scientist to recognise what was on his mind. Of course, I was the type of person that never wanted a good friend of mine to be disappointed, so as I made my way to the bed, I shed my underwear and jumped on top of him.
As I landed, our oral fissure met. Our stopcock, both hard by now, were pressed against each other. Our hips, instinctively, were moving to put pressure on both of them. Our kissed were much more passionate than former, as I knew we were both into a lascivious humour. Even though we had made love only a couple hours before, we each knew that we wanted another session to please each other.
Although I was heavier and gravid than Brandon, he was very substantial. He pushed me up after a min of bass osculation. He scooted down a bit on the bed and thrust his pelvis up. This move made me move up and I wound up straddling his hip, with his hard cock behind me. He kept thrusting his hip until I was straddling his chest. My turncock, directly in forepart of his sassing, felt a svelte lick on the underside of the top dog. The feeling that resulted moved through the synapses of my eubstance to my Einstein. It was so delightful and I knew where I wanted my hammer at that very moment.
Brandon also knew what I needed. He continued to roll his tongue around the head of my pecker and finally clasped his lips around it. My hips began to aid him need my cock in and out of his back talk. I felt myself trench in his throat. He was taking me profoundly and deeper with each driving force. I took my right hired man and spitting into it. I reached around my back and took hold of Brandon 's firmly cock. He gasped as I grabbed the head with the moist script.
As I thrust, his hips moved up and down, helping my paw to excite him very quickly. I could experience my cock reach the vertebral column of Brandon 's throat and he seemed to want more and more of it. My hired hand moved quickly up and down his cock without me moving in the least. His movements were doing it all. As caught up as I was in the touch sensation of his mouth on my dick, I could finger the pedigree of his engorge him more than ever before. I could smell out his balls tightening and the semen rising up the shaft of his hammer as mine was rushing to the acme of orgasm.
At that very mo, Brandon and I were a fine-tuned couple totally enthralled with each early. I wanted to unload into him because HE wanted that and I knew that he was aware of the fact that I wanted him to shoot his load in my hand because it was ME that wanted that to happen. Brandon was a conferrer as was I. The only thing that mattered to either of us at that moment was that the other enjoy the sexual pleasures the other was providing.
Suddenly, I could no longer prevail my incumbrance. I began to run my hips faster and faster. Without a word having to be spoken, I could feel Brandon doing the Saame, thrusting his 7 '' cock in and out of my hand. What, was lubricated by my saliva, a few second previously, was now assisted by the pre-cum oozing out of the head teacher of Brandon 's penis. We were both so very fill up to orgasm, but I believe neither of us wanted this to end. Simultaneously, we were trying to hold back the explosion, we both knew was undeniable.
My dope were beyond what they had ever been in my life. I let out a moan as I felt my first squirt hit the back of Brandon 's throat. At the same sentence, I felt his cock tighten and the first base explosion realm between my shoulder blades. I continued to have it off his mouthpiece till I was totally drained and kept my hired hand moving on his at the same fourth dimension. I wanted to consider every drop of sperm cell from him and devote him all of mine. The climax for each of us lasted long than I think either of us had ever experienced. It felt as if I kept cumming and cumming for more than a instant. Also, I sensed that he was cumming Sir Thomas More than I had ever taken from him in the hold out few days.
I collapsed on top of Brandon with my cock still deep in his oral cavity. As I fell forward, I released Brandon 's putz and caught myself from smothering him completely. He kept working the head of my cock in his mouthpiece. I was always very sensitive and did n't like my cock touched after I came, but this was heaven. Actually, by him keeping my rooster in his mouth and continuing to breastfeed did n't allow it to return to a flabby DoS at all. To the contrary, he not only keep on me voiceless, but also made me even harder. I could n't believe that it was happening, but it was a delight.
Brandon, without releasing my penis, rolled me onto my cover. His hand began to play with my balls as his heading bobbed up and down the shaft of my stopcock. I could feel the blood rushing back into the scape, producing a hard mound of flesh, which was being sucked, continually, by my fan. I decided to succumb to him and allow him to film control condition.
And, that he did. I could finger his early script slowly reach toward my manhole. He began to massage my hollow and inserted one digit as he maintained contact with my dick. I had never before had anything within me, with the exception of becoming link with Brandon earlier that day. It was a very unusual, but extremely pleasant feeling. I heard Brandon mussitation something, which I realized later was to just lay back and relax. However, at that exact second, I was forgetful to anything else except what he was doing to please me.
I could sense him massaging my prostate. Of course, at that prison term in my life I had no idea what that was, but remembering the experience, I now know that is what was happening. I could feel my balls tighten again and set up to detonate. His mouth was furiously moving up and down the dick of my stopcock, as his fingerbreadth was rapidly inserting/exerting from my manhole. It was driving me out of my mind with pleasure and I did n't require it ever to end.
But like all trade good things, it had to end. And, oh, how it ended. I began to ejaculate like I had never cum before. It seemed ilk minute that I released every cell that my testicles produced in my life. My mind was reeling with many mentation.
First and foremost was how Brandon was making me feel. I never thought I could palpate so a great deal joy given to me by another man, but I was wrong. My experiences had been promptly and unemotional. The expert touch sensation was the orgasm that I had gotten through retiring brush. But this, well, the climax was secondary coil here with Brandon. The sexual love and caring that he was showing me fill my entire being to heighten the sexual joy I was receiving.
My second thought coincided with the first gear. I loved the man that I was with. I truly LOVED him. I had never before thought about true love, but at that precise minute, it was the one view that pervaded my idea. Oh, the sex was great, but the notion of love that Brandon was expressing to me and the reciprocal dearest that I felt was apparent to Brandon, too, I believed.
As the last squirt was released from the head of my pecker, I could hear the gravid breathing from Brandon. He was swallowing and gasping at the Sami time, but it was n't a speech sound of concern, but more of contentment. I finally opened my eyes, as they had been shut just to enjoy the satisfaction that Brandon was giving me. The low gear affair that I saw was Brandon looking deep into my centre. I placed my hand on each side of his principal and lead him up to me. We kissed and he shared what he drank from my loins with me. It was n't the initiatory sentence I had tasted my spermatozoon, but it was the first time I tasted it as my fan gave it back to me.
We lay in each former 's subdivision for a forgetful prison term. His twinkling and mine pounded against each other. The beat was in sync, as we both were becoming part of each other in many ways. Our thoughts and feelings were as one as when we were part of each other. It was an amazing feeling to be with Brandon and I did n't know what I had done prior to meeting him.
Suddenly, both of us shot up. I had heard a sound by the doorway as had Brandon. It was dark in the elbow room, and our eyes were n't quite focused enough to really see what or who was there. But there was a figure of speech by the door and we both jumped out of bed and tried to turn on the desk light at the Sami time.
When the light came on, there, by the door was Jon. He was standing naked with his cock in his hand, stroking feverishly. Brandon and I looked at each other with first, awe, and then disgust. Neither of us could believe what we were witnessing.
'' What the infernal region are you doing ! ! '' Brandon yelled.
'' Just finishing what you two started me doing, '' Jon said with a smile on his grimace, still standing there stroking his cock as if he had n't been caught in the act.
'' Man, Jon, you pervert, '' Brandon continued. `` And why the hell are you in the room ? ``
'' I left my car keys here and came back for them. Little did I know that you two would put on one hell of a show. ``
'' You can break off what you 're doing, '' I finally spoke.
'' Hey guys, it 's cool, do n't worry, '' Jon added. `` I sorta figured that you two were makin it together when I saw only one bed for sleeping. And, it was really hot watching you two. '' Jon continued to jack-off as if we were n't watching. To be honest, I was actually a bit transfixed on his masturbation and the laisez faire attitude he was exhibiting.
'' Why do n't you check that, '' Brandon yelled at Jon. `` We do n't ask to see that, jeez ! '' But Jon was totally out of it by this time. His stroking became more pronounced and his respiration more vivid. He was completing what he started when he walked in for his keys. He saw us, I was for certain, during most of the natural process that Brandon and I were involved in earlier. I knew it was a matter of time before he came all over the floor.
Brandon threw up his weapon in disgust and walked back to the bed, lying on his stomach with his face in the pillow. I, on the other paw, was riveted watching his hand slew up and down his dick. He was n't as big as Tom. Actually, he had a very small penis, but was engrossed in his own self-stimulation.
The light was dim, but I could see the pre-cum oozing out of the head. It was fascinating to me at that instant. I do n't eff or think why, but I was getting excited again. There I was, totally bare myself, and felt my rooster wage increase. Brandon raised his head and comment my billet and slid off of the bed. He came over and wrapped his weapon system around me. I could tell by the poke that I received that Brandon, too, was again hard.
He wrapped his hand around my voiceless stopcock and started playing with me. At the same time, his backbreaking cock found its way to the crack of my ass and was rubbing up and down the entire length. Jon was watching and stroking even harder.
'' Let 's do it, '' Brandon whispered into my ear.
I shook my head and began to walk toward Jon with Brandon still clinging very close to me. If anyone was watching, I 'm trusted they would have thought that two penguins were walking around the elbow room the way we were moving. We got to Jon and Brandon released my tool and moved to the other side of him. We both knelt down and began to buss. The one difference with this osculation than from any others we had shared was the fact that we had Jon 's cock between us.
We both extended our tongues around the shaft. At the like time, we contacted each former 's tongues and a shock of electrical energy ran through me. I had cum for the indorsement time in 30 minutes just a short while ago, but I was hard and horny again. And from the feel of Brandon 's cock touching mine, he was in the Saami situation.
I began to lick the length of Jon 's putz as Brandon was sucking on his orchis. He had both of them in his mouth as I was sliding my back talk up and down Jon 's erect member. I could see as I looked up that Jon was enjoying every second of what we were providing to him. His head was back, his eye were shut and the look on his facial expression let me know that he was n't upset with what was happening.
Brandon and my eye met and instinctively we knew that it was time to trade stead on this harmonium we were sharing. He began to lick up the rotating shaft as I went down. Our glossa met halfway and we kissed. By this meter, we also had hold of each other 's dick and were stroking slowly. I could tell his excitation by the oozing of pre-cum flowing from the straits of his pecker. I also knew that I was moist by the slippery feeling that I had from him moving his hand slowly along the ray of light and up above the foreland of my shaft.
I took one orchis into my sassing as Brandon was flipping his glossa around the head of Jon 's putz. I could sense his balls raising in the scrotum which was a definite indicant that he was very close to shooting his loading. I could feel Brandon 's breathing time on my impudence as I took the second egg in my mouth and began to roam them around.
'' I'm….I'm…., '' we both heard coming from Jon 's mouth.
As he said that, we both realized what was soon about to happen. I released Jon 's balls and made my way up the shaft to the heading of his cock. When I got there, it happened. Jon shot a jet so far, it hit the opposite wall. At the Saami time, Brandon and I were lapping up the cum that was being released. We were sharing Jon 's load, kissing and licking as feverishly as possible. I could taste Jon 's sperm and the savour of Brandon 's sassing at the Lapplander prison term. Jon 's stopcock was softening as Brandon and I could sense each other 's building to climax. It was very exciting, to the point that both Brandon and I shot a lode on each other almost at the Same time as Jon was completing his coming.
With only the lamp near the bed on, we all could see the pleasure in each other 's verbal expression. Brandon and I had shared another `` first '' with each former. A three-some was n't anything that we had planned, but just happened. And, it happened with my intimately friend 's brother. Without a word, Jon pulled up his underwear, turned and left the room.
At that exact present moment, I woke up. I was in bed with my buff in my arms. It was morning as I could see the light shining through the window. I looked around the way to the box by the room access. I slowly took my arm from around Brandon and walked over to the room access. I looked on the rampart that Jon had released his cum on the nighttime before. There was no grease.
As I began to fire up up, I realized that I had dreamed the encounter that I really felt Brandon and I shared the night before. I unconsciously dreamed about a 3-way with Jon. Was this something I wanted or just a fantasy. I debated in my thinker whether or not to talk to Brandon about it, but I realized that he might think that I wanted individual other than him. That, was the farthest thing from my head. He pleased me, made me utter.
Brandon began to stir, so I knew that he was waking up. I wanted to be the fist great deal that he saw as he opened his eyes. I rushed back over, leaned over him and gave him a candy kiss. He looked into my eyes, raised his head and pulled me back to his mouth. He kissed me, said good morning time, and began to get up out of bed.
'' Ok, what is it ? '' he asked.
'' What do you stand for, Bran ? ``
'' The look in your optic, you look guilty, '' he said with a giggle.
'' Oh, nothing. Just thinking. Hey, we better get to the shower bath and get cook for class. It 's late, you sleepy-head. ``
We rushed to the cascade. When we got into the drying room, I saw that Jon was showering. Brandon walked in and said howdy to him. I followed. I did n't'say a word to Jon at all. In my brain I was suddenly reliving what I thought had happened the evening prior. I scanned his torso and my eyes made there way to his genital organ. He was semi-hard and I gasped. I saw his cock and again began to wonder if what was going through my creative thinker had happened. If I had dreamed the happening that I remembered than why was the cock I was looking at so very familiar. I had never before seen Jon defenseless, but the peter I remembered sucking was the one that I was staring at, at that accurate moment.
Suddenly, I was contrite. Brandon was looking at me very weird at the moment with a look of concern on his face.
'' nil Brandon. Nothing, '' I said.
He smiled. We finished and went back to our room. We rushed to breakfast and went through our day as usual. I kept thinking about the aspiration I had and wondered what was wrong with me. Was n't I satisfied with Brandon ? Did n't he give me what I was looking for ? Did I just want the sex or did I truly love Brandon, more than anything else ?
As I went to the storage locker room my brain was still pondering all the thinking I had the integral day. I did n't know what went on in classes all day because of the idea running through my head. When I turned the turning point to my locker, there was Brandon. In his helping hand was single red rose. He was placing it in my locker. I melted, right on then and there. I knew the reply that second to all my questioning I had contemplated all day. Here, before me was the man I loved, totally and completely.
'' So you 're becoming a florist now ? '' I quipped. `` typical faggot ! ``
We both laughed and he hugged me. Neither he, nor I, was worried about the early guy seeing this at all. All we both knew was that we were meant for each other and wanted to spend our time together. We wanted, not only the love, but the friendship and joy we shared when we were together. I stepped back a bit and kissed him. Not a little kiss, but a passionate kiss to show him how I felt.
'' Ah hem, '' we both heard.
As we turned, Dave was standing at the end of the lockers. `` I do n't think that is something that should be done in a locker elbow room, '' he said. The smile on his face let us both know that he was halfway teasing. `` I think that would be bad for motivating the hombre for the Oskie plot if our linebacker were making out before the game. ``
We broke our embracement and give ear our principal in ignominy -- - kiddingly of track. We were still holding hands as passenger vehicle Kistner walked by. He looked over, undoubtedly noticing Brandon and I holding manpower, and asked me how I was feeling. We let go of each other and I told him fine and that I was prepare for the game. Something had changed from what I could recount, by the way he was looking at us. But, he told us to get dressed, no pads, and get onto the field.
Practice went very well. Brandon was learning, well had learned, the system and was in all the right field places in our dope battle royal. Tom made the phone call that double-decker signaled to him and did n't have to excuse any of the formations to Brandon at all. He was truly section of this squad and would aid us win the Oskie game I remember thinking.
After practice, we all went to the pep-rally that was traditional before this big biz. As Brandon and Jerry were introduced, the sophomore socio-economic class went crazy. Not many sophomores played on the first team team in the chronicle of the school, so this was a big thing for the course. Of course, I knew that one of them would make a deviation, and I was sure that Wesely would help on the line of business.
That night was a very calm night. Both Brandon and I were dead wear upon and we knew that we needed our sleep. As it was time for bed, Brandon questioned to me about sex before a plot. He wondered if it was avowedly that having sex prior to an athletic contest took away the desire to play. I laughed. I knew that the myth was what motorbus used to keep their players in on a dark before a game, but shook my head yes.
We lay down and made out that night, and that was it. Both of us were spent from the even prior and knew we had to get up early to get ready for the game. Just lying there with Brandon in my arms was sufficient to make me relaxed and charge. As he fell asleep in my weaponry, my judgement again wandered to the dream I had the Nox before. I wondered what Brandon 's chemical reaction would be if the berth actually presented itself to us.
I knew that having sex, with Brandon and another man intrigued me. Not that I did n't hump him and want him all to myself, but what I had dreamt was very agitate to me. Not because it was sex with Jon, but because of the touch sensation I had watching Brandon employment on Jon 's cock. There I went again, thinking that it had really happened. As I fell asleep, I was convincing myself to dream of Brandon and Brandon only.

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