College: Thankful for Pat, Not Mike Part 3 (5/6)
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Author: luvmen Published: 11/23/2005 story views: 3268
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had been on the track team. Mike's face was flushing, and Josh was loving every bit of guilt he could dish out to his brother.
After breakfast, Mike and Jill left for her folks house.
Josh's dad came in upset, "I don't see any damn oil in the drive."
Josh said, "It must have been water from the air conditioning, sorry."
His dad said, "I'm going down to the parts store and get oil, it needs changing anyway."
Pat and he were finishing up the dishes for his mom, who had gone to church.
Pat said, "Please, forgive me."
Josh kept wiping his the plate in his hand, trying hard not to throw it.
"I never would have let you stay in my bed last night, if I hadn't forgiven you. I just don't know where we stand. You can see why I would be confused?"
Pat said, "It was just really bad sex."
Josh said," With me, or him?"
Pat took Josh in his arms hugging him.
"Can't we just forget that it ever happened."
Josh felt a tingle, as Pat's breath hit his neck and ear, saying "I can't forget, not yet. I just want to hear how you really feel about me. I have told you more than once that I love you."
Pat said, "We just started college, do you really want to be tied down to one guy?"
Josh knew he had tears in his eyes, and turned to face the wall. Pat took him by the shoulders, hugging him hard, whispering, "I care about you. It may be love. I have never been in love with anyone before. I know that you are the first guy I have ever really wanted a lasting relationship with."
Josh and Pat faced each other,kissing like their very lives depended on it. They were so close, it was if they were one.
"Please, Pat take me. Fuck me."
Pat and Josh each took off their pants and boxers, exposing their hard rods, rubbing them together as they continued to kiss. Pat went for the jug of kitchen oil on the counter top by the stove, and lubed his cock. Josh couldn't wait, as he stroked himself with both hands. Pat took Josh by the hand, out the patio door, to the same place he had been fucked by Mike.
"It is daylight. What if old lady Smythe sees us? The part store is close by, what about my dad?", asked Josh in a breathless manner.
He was so aroused, he didn't really care where or when he got off.
Pat said, "We have to do it here, to make things right. I want you thinking about us, when you look out your window."
Josh was face down on the lounge chair in the back yard, when Pat started finger fucking his hole. Josh was pushing down into the cushion with his erect penis at the same time. When Pat thought Josh was ready, he took his cock by the base and gently shoved it in Josh's sweet pucker. He was up over him, pumping his cock in fast, yet gently.
Josh moaned, "More. Yes.", with each thrust of Pat's hips.
Pat loved the smooth hairless body of Josh. He loved the smell of him, and the feel of his tight ass