Jerry looked at me with puzzled look. He asked if I remembered anything else but I didn't say anything. I just shook my head yes. Probably unsatisfied...with my reply, Jerry just looked at me and mumbled "...anddddd." I broke the ice and got it off my chest. Softly spoken in a low voice, I told him I remembered jacking him off, I remembered his cock in my mouth and remembered him fucking me. I felt my heart rate go up and I was very uncomfortable talking to him. It seemed completely taboo.Jerry. “What are you doing? You’re scaring me,” Freya found herself reciting the question she previously directed at Harlan. The scene had rapidly turned surreal as it strangely paralleled the sexually charged afternoon in the dim lit gym basement. In the low light of her own living room Freya could barely see Ben’s outline. It appeared very much like Harlan’s. “Not knowing makes it exciting, don’t you think? Suspense sharpens the senses. You are my whore for now and I’m going to use you like a filthy. Summertime was starting and his parents went on a two week vacation to get away, and Michael was estatic about the short freedom he would have. After getting a lecture from mom and dad about the rules while they were gone, after he dropped them off at the airport he headed back home to take a swim in the pool. Not only Michael was a book worm, he also kept in shape regularly by doing push ups and lifting weights in the family basaement and doing an occasional swim for cardio. Plus it did not. Disappointment clouded her face and I thought she was about to start crying.“Cal,” I went on, “we’re not five any more. We have ten years of history behind us. We can’t just say all that never happened. And besides that, we’ve never stopped being friends, we only stopped being lovers. Is that what you want to start again from the beginning of?”She paused for a moment, before she looked at me and then quietly nodded her head.“Why Cal?”“Why,” she repeated, looking wistful, “he asks why.”“David,”.