1. The Good Neighbour, Part Six


    Date: 4/16/2018, Categories: Gay, Author: Damon9888, Source: LushStories

    tempted to get Trevor to fuck him again but held off. They towelled each other dry and climbed back into bed, under the covers this time, holding each other and kissing slowly and deeply, sliding the occasional hand beneath the sheets to caress the other’s hard, leaking cock. “So when did you know?” Tobin asked when they paused. “That you were gay, I mean.” Trevor shrugged shyly. “Always known, I guess. On some level. Always more interested in the hot guys on TV or on magazines, you know? But I guess it really came home when I started jerking off… at first, I didn’t need to think of much. Just loved the feeling. But then I started thinking of guys. I tried to think of girls and watched some straight porn, but that didn’t last.” “Ever think about me?” asked Tobin mischievously. “Pretty constantly for a few weeks now.” Trevor grinned. “Never imagined it would be so much better than I ever imagined. Ever think about me?” “Yup. And ditto.” “So—when did you know you were gay?” Tobin smiled to himself. He’d been waiting for someone to ask him. “Saturday, August 16, 2008. At precisely 3:12 pm.” “That’s… awfully specific,” Trevor laughed. “I’m guessing there’s a story there?” Before he’d decided to invite Trevor over with the intention of seducing him, Tobin had pondered whether to tell him about Jimmy Ruiz. Or how much to tell him. If this all played out well, and he and Trevor got serious, there would always be Jimmy as the musclebound and tattooed Greek god in the room, even if ... Trevor didn’t know it. Tell him about his attraction? His obsession? Or go all the way and tell him everything? He knew the danger: it would not be good for Jimmy if their affair became common knowledge, and it was possible that Trevor would storm out in a jealous rage. But something Jimmy had always stressed rose in his mind: honesty in love. It was one thing to conceal the truth from people outside the intimacy of your close circle, but dishonesty with lovers could be toxic. And he trusted Trevor, whatever happened. So he told him: about that moment watching Jimmy, about his growing obsession with the man, about the ways he connived to be close to him. “Wow,” said Trevor. “Did… did anything come of it?” Tobin paused. “I’m trusting you, okay? I need this to stay between us.” “Absolutely,” said Trevor. “Cone of silence.” And so he told him about what he had come to think of as his apprenticeship at Jimmy’s hands. When he finished, there was silence for a long few moments. “So this… this is ongoing?” asked Trevor slowly. “That depends.” “On what?” “On what you say in the next few minutes.” Trevor furrowed his brow. “You going to tell him about me?” “Of course. Honesty in love—that’s a big thing for him. And me. It’s why I’m telling you.” “And then what?” Tobin shrugged and sat up. “Dunno. I know this thing with Jimmy won’t be forever—he’s made that clear. And he’s been very keen for me to find someone more age-appropriate.” Trevor laughed. “Well, I am that , if nothing else.” ...