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The next few weeks alternated for Tobin between glorious, delirious sex with Jimmy, and interminable, impatient waiting. Jimmy decreed that they should get together once a week, or twice at the most, always just after Tobin finished school, so that he?d have cover. Tobin understood the logic of Jimmy?s caution, but in the war between his brain and his cock? Well, the days between trysts were worse than when he?d first discovered masturbation. His mind was full of Jimmy, Jimmy?s body, his massive chest and shoulders, his tree-trunk thighs, his breath-catchingly taut ass.And his cock. Above all else, his cock. As he drifted off to sleep at night, Tobin traced its contours in his mind, feeling the ghost of its hard girth in his hand, the ridges of its veins under his tongue, the taste of his precum, the way it twitched in his mouth when he massaged Jimmy?s sphincter with his finger. It took him two meetings before he could deepthroat him, and after that he wanted to do little else. In their second meeting at the condo, Jimmy introduced him to rimming, and the feel of the man?s tongue feathering its way around his ass pucker nearly made him cum spontaneously. He fucked Jimmy again, but more importantly, Jimmy fucked him again?he fucked him slow and tenderly, kissing him deeply as he twisted his cock inside him; fucked him hard and rough from behind, finally, at Tobin?s plea, calling him a whore and cockslut (but only when Tobin agreed to blandish him with the same insults when they flip-fucked); and he lay back, his arms behind his head, as Tobin rode his cock with wanton abandon. Tobin dreamed of Jimmy?s cock in his ass by day and night. On their off days, he was often tempted to go to the condo and pleasure himself with the various toys Jimmy had left there for him? but somehow that seemed like a defeat, when he knew that in only a few days he would again have the real thing.And Jimmy taught him other things too, taught him the practicalities isvecbahis of gay sex?of hygiene and safety, forewarning him of the dodgy characters he was likely to meet when finally he ventured out of the closet. It was, Tobin came to realize, an apprenticeship of the most pleasurable kind? and he took pleasure in knowing that, when the time came, he would be an experienced and accomplished lover.Certainly, Jimmy praised his talents. Tobin might have been skeptical, thinking the man was just being encouraging, but he soon understood how he could make this man?this man who was a mountain of muscle?helpless beneath his touch. How he could make him beg, could tease him to the point of desperation before finally relenting and granting him his ecstatic orgasm?in his hand, in his mouth, in his ass.Of course, he only learned how to do these things from Jimmy?s example.When they lay together in post-coital exhaustion, Jimmy would ask him about school, his friends, his life?with a recurring topic being the question of when he planned to come out to his family and friends. He wasn?t prodding him, but Tobin sensed it was an important thing to Jimmy?he was concerned for Tobin, and knew what a big deal it would be, even in the loving and accepting world in which he lived.Underneath Jimmy?s questions, Tobin sensed, was Jimmy?s concern that he not get too attached?that he eventually find himself a more age-appropriate boyfriend. He always smiled inwardly when Jimmy asked about the boys at his school?who was out? Who did he suspect might be gay??knowing that the big man was leading him to think about his own next step. He was often tempted to tell him not to worry? that he knew this was a temporary arrangement, and that however mind-blowing the sex, Jimmy was not a man to settle down. Sooner or later, he?d want a lover more to his usual tastes. The knowledge made Tobin a little sad, but he knew the terms of their relationship. He isveçbahis giriş also knew that one day they?d part ways, but that there would always be the occasional reunion in the future when he'd reacquaint himself with the taste of Jimmy?s cum.He thought about saying as much? and maybe he eventually would, but for the time being he was loving their trysts too much, and didn?t want to say anything that would signal the beginning of the end.Besides? he did have his eyes on a boy at school.Trevor Mann was in his grade, a dark-haired biracial boy with caramel eyes and a pair of delectable lips. He was both an athlete and a nerd, a football player good enough to make the team but not so good as to have any scholarship hopes, and was also on the debating team and a member of the chess club. His looks made all the girls swoon. He?d had a handful of girlfriends, none of whom lasted long with him; some time after his own awakening looking out the window at Jimmy, Tobin had started to notice Trevor noticing him. At first he thought nothing of it?either telling himself he was imagining things, or else too consumed with his obsession with Jimmy?but once he?d embarked on his sexual odyssey and could pay closer attention to the mundane, it had become unmistakable.He liked Trevor?they were friendly without being friends, as they moved in different circles. But once Tobin arrived at the point where it was clear Jimmy was concerned about him eventually moving on, he looked at Trevor with new eyes.And for the first time in a long time, his masturbatory fantasies?or some of them, at least?involved someone other than Jimmy Ruiz.In early March, his parents left for a week to visit family in another part of the country. Tobin had been looking forward to their absence with something resembling an ache, anticipating what he could do with Jimmy. But as the week approached, he thought that some private time with Trevor might be in order. A isveçbahis yeni giriş few days before his parents were scheduled to fly out, he found Trevor in the library.?Hey,? he greeted him, sitting down across from him.?Hey,? Trevor replied, surprised but obviously pleased. ?What?s up???Nothing much. Just wondered if you wanted to hang out some time.?Trevor coloured slightly. ?Uh? sure. Yeah. What were you thinking??Tobin shrugged. ?You know. Pizza, watch a movie, play some video games. That sort of thing. My parents are away starting Friday, I wouldn?t mind the company.?Trevor grinned. ?You having a party???Nope. I?d be grounded until my retirement, I did that. But they?re okay with me having friends over and stuff.??So? me and who else???Just you.? Tobin smiled and, seeing Trevor swallow hard, felt impossibly worldly. He knew precisely what was going through his mind right now?hope warring with fear, trying to tamp down his desire in case he was reading things wrong.Sweetie, you?re reading things exactly right. But let Trevor discover that on Saturday night.That night in bed, Tobin jerked off to the thought of Trevor jerking off about him.***Trevor brought beer.?I hope that?s okay,? he said nervously.Tobin grinned. ?That?s amazing.?They each cracked open a bottle and scrolled through Netflix, looking for a movie to watch.?Hey, how about Magic Mike?? Tobin suggested, lightly enough that it could be taken as a joke.?That?s good by me,? Trevor replied? also with a tone that suggested he could be joking, but Tobin saw the colour creep up his neck.So they watched Magic Mike, with Tobin sneaking peeks at Trevor out of the corner of his eye every time the chiseled dancers lost their shirts. Trevor was rapt, and it was obvious it wasn?t the first time he?d watched the film (it was Tobin?s fifth viewing, at least).Time to press the issue, he thought.?Damn, these dudes? bodies are unreal,? Tobin said.Trevor nodded in agreement. ?Artie looks a lot like Channing Tatum,? he said, referring to the school?s quarterback.?Well, I guess you?d know,? said Tobin, ?given that you get to shower with him and all.?Trevor shrugged with poorly feigned nonchalance. ?Well, he?s not unusual.