time…”

“You said yes?”

“Yeah…naturally! What else could I say?”

“Cool…I mean, GREAT! Um, where’ll he sleep?”

“Well, you got a bed…I got a bed…who knows, he may never have to change his own bed sheets…just be a commuter!”

“You’re kiddin’!”

“Yeah, I am…we got plenty of room upstairs…but from what I’ve seen today, room or no room – he’s gonna be all over this place lookin’ for ‘deek’ to ‘sock’!”

“If he’s half as good as you guys say he is…he won’t have to look far…I’ll let him find mine as often as he wants!”

It was late, Pierre had left about 10 for Mike’s place and Zeb had crawled into the sack with Randy for a few minutes of “cuddle” time alone with Randy before he had to leave to go home to Pete’s. “Man…what you said about Pierre’s BJs was right on – he’s incredible…almost like he worships dick!”

“Yeah – I knew you’d like it…and I loved watching the _expression on your face while he was doing you…hope I get the same reaction when I do you for the first time!”

“Even if you’re a total screw-up – which I know you won’t be – the first time you do me will be fantastic, even if I have to do you first when I win the match!”

“I don’t give a shit about the fuckin’ match – well, maybe I do a little…but mostly I just like bein’ like this with you, y’know…like real – um, y’know…ah…”

“Boyfriends?”

“Yeah…!”

“I thought we were…like, we’re gettin’ done by other guys and all…and doin’ other guys…but, I don’t know – you’re like…even when Pierre and Roscoe did me today, I kept thinkin’ about how I can hardly wait for you to do me…hell man, I want you to be my boyfriend…OK”

“You mean it?”

“Yeah…I really do…”

“What about us gettin’ it on with other guys?”

“Just practice…recreation…fun…whatever! I like dick…almost any dick, but you’re the dick I want most!” Zeb buried his tongue in Randy’s throat, then slipped out of bed, grabbed his clothes and headed for the door. “Gotta go…see you tomorrow night…”

“Man…what a day this has been – three blow jobs and a boyfriend…g’night dude!”