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Chapter Eleven

By RimPigFL - - February 21 2005

Before breakfast ended us up back in bed again, I wanted to get some things started.

I went to my study which doubled as my home office called my Assignment Editor. When he got on the phone, told him that I didn't want any assignments for the foreseeable future. He was stunned to say the least but he knew I had grown more and more dissatisfied with my life over the last year. He said he would take me off the assignment roster and to call him if I changed my mind.

I told him that I wanted to work on a story privately but if something came up that I thought could be used by the wire service, I would let him know. His ears evidently perked up at this and he asked what the story was all about. I told him it involved the "Mob" and would go no further. He asked me how confident I felt that I could get a story out of this. I told him I was very confident but wanted to work the story in my own way and in my own time. He said that he would keep me on the payroll and I had the use of all their research capability if I needed it, including my research assistant, Debbie. I thanked him profusely. He, in turn, pushed my gratitude away. He reminded me of all the stories I'd brought in over the years. If I had a hunch about something, then AP would back that hunch. Again, I thanked him for his help.

The next person I called was a contact that I had obtained through a story I did on 'hackers' who hacked into government and corporate computer systems. Diego was a young Puerto Rican boy who, while only 17, was a mastermind at hacking into just about any computer anywhere in the world. He'd almost gone to jail for his efforts when finally caught but an agreement was worked out where Diego would work with government security agencies trying to make their systems "hack-proof". I interviewed him under 'deep cover', not revealing is name or location but I still had him in my Rolodex. Luckily, he was able to come over to the apartment and would see me this afternoon.

Next, I called Debbie, my research assistant at AP. Debbie was a 24 year old girl with a heart of gold and the search instincts of a blood-hound. I immediately set her to looking up everything that she could find about Schuster and Callum and each of the senior partners. I wanted not only the 'official' stuff but all of the gossip and rumors she could dig up as well. And there was nobody who could dig up gossip like Debbie! She agreed to check in with me at home twice a day with any results. I also told her to be at the apartment this afternoon when Diego was here. Debbie, Diego, Cole and I constituted the "Team" that was going to take Schuster and Callum down for good!

When I finished with that, I went to find Cole. I found him in the library, staring out the windows at Central Park. I walked up behind him and slipped my arms around his waist. I nuzzled the back of his neck and he sighed, leaning back into my arms.

"What's up, lover?" I said and I felt him tense for a moment and then relax.

"I never thought you would ever call me that again." he said.

"Why not? That's what you are, aren't you?" I said gently.

"If that's what you want." he said.

"No. It's got to be what you want as well or it's not going to work." I said.

He turned in my arms and faced me, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"BJ, I want to be whatever you want, man. I just want to make you happy. I'm just so lost right now. I'm having difficulty handling all these changes at once." he said and rested his forehead against my chest.

I reached one of my hands up and gently stroked his hair.

"Yeah, I guess it must be a bit overwhelming. It sure is for me. Yesterday, I was so fucking lonely, I didn't want to go on living. Now, here you are, back in my arms where I've wanted you for so long. I guess miracles do happen." I said.

"You gotta know I didn't expect this when I called you. I just really wanted to see you one last time." he said, raising his head and looking into my eyes.

"Are you sorry it turned out this way?" I asked quietly.

"Fuck, NO!" he said, his eyes full of fear. "Please don't think that, BJ! I'm just so overwhelmed by it all! You gotta know I never expected any of this to happen."

"Cole, calm down. It's okay. I understand. What we need to do is start to get your life back in some kind of order. I've arranged a meeting this afternoon which I think will start to get things rolling." I said.

I told him about Diego and Debbie and what some of my plans were.

"We're going to need your help the most, Cole. You know the operation. You've been on the inside. Debbie and Diego are going to need to pick your brains to try and find a way into that operation so that we can bust it wide open." I told him.

"What brains I still have after all that booze." he grinned ruefully.

"Well, I think there's plenty left up there." I said, gently tapping his forehead as he smiled at me.

"You know, you are the only person who has ever believed in me in my whole life and you're the one person that I let down the most." he said, the smile leaving his face.

"Cole, we're never going to get anywhere if you keep bringing up all the failures of the past. Let's just agree that we've both hurt each other back then and let it go. I want to work on a future together." I said.

"But what kind of a future can I have. I'm not smart and talented, like you. I'm just an overtrained dumb jock really." he said.

"Enough of that. Now, forget about everything you think about yourself for a minute. If you could do or be anything in the world, what would you do or be?" I asked him.

I could see his eyes light up for a second but then they dimmed and he shrugged his shoulders.

"No! Don't you dare do that! I saw a glimmer of light there for a second. Now what did you think of?" I demanded.

"Nah, it's stupid. Trust me." Cole said.

"I'll be the judge of what stupid here. Now tell me what it is that you thought of that made your eyes light up." I said.

"Well...okay. But you asked for it. A gym." he said quietly.

"A gym?" I asked.

"See, I told you it was stupid." he said.

"No it's not! Now what do you mean by a gym? You want to run a gym, own a gym, what?" I asked.

"Yeah. I want to own and run my own gym. You know how I am. I love the smell of locker rooms and sweaty guys. I'd love to have a gym for people who are serious about their bodies and their health." he said.

"So you want to run a place for people to work out." I said.
"Well, yes and no. I want it to be more than that. I want it to be for guys only and include a lot of other services dealing with their health like nutritionists, maybe even a sports medicine doctor. I want massage therapy and I want educational classes to help guys learn about their bodies and how to take care of them. You know a lot of guys don't know shit about their bodies and end up abusing themselves." he said and I could tell from the light in his eyes, he was really getting into this.

"Oh, you mean like guys who pour themselves down beer bottles in dingy little bars?" I grinned.

"Yeah. Like that, too." he said sheepishly. "I know I don't seem like it now, but I do really care about this stuff."

"I can tell you do!" I said.

I was so thrilled, Cole was actually showing an interest in his own life again.

"Yeah, but what chance have I got to ever get a place like that." he said, his voice sounding depressed again.

"Oh, I don't much would something like this cost?" I asked.

"Probably around $2 - 3 million to do it right." he said.

"Is that all?" I asked, somewhat surprised that it wasn't more.

"Well, that's what I estimate. Can't know anything until I start looking into the real costs but I think that's a pretty realistic figure." he said.

"Well, I think we need to get you working on this as soon as possible. I'm going to make a few phone calls. You can work here in the library for now but I'm going to re-do one of the other bedrooms as an office for you. Let's get everything down on paper for just exactly what this gym is going to be and what it's going to cost." I said.

"But, babe! I don't have that kind of money, and nobody in the world is gonna lend it to me! Not with my track record!" Cole said.

"Bullshit! You don't have to borrow the money. I can easily give it to you." I said.

He stopped dead. The shocked look on his face was priceless.

"You can't do that!" he said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"What happens if I fuck up again!" he asked.
"I don't think you will. Look, Cole. I can well afford this. I want you to have something to do in life. I don't want you underfoot all the time!" I grinned at him.

"No. I can't let you do this. I didn't come back to you just so that I could get your money." Cole said, his voice sounding very determined.

"Did I say you did? Cole, I love you. You've had some rough breaks in life. Ok, maybe some of them you gave yourself and some of them you deserved but that doesn't matter now. You haven't asked for anything from me. I'm offering. I want to help you do what will make you happy. I don't expect you to just sit around this apartment all day with me. You need something that is going to make you feel like you really contribute to our lives together. If you want, we'll make the gym a partnership between us. I bring the financing, you bring the expertise. I just don't want anything to do with the day to day operations. I leave that to you. Okay?" I said, looking deep into his eyes.

I could see him trying to marshal every argument he could think of against what I was proposing, but it was obvious he couldn't think of any. But he had to try. Cole is still one of the most stubborn men I've ever known. Finally he dropped his eyes and his head.

"Okay. I guess we can be partners. But I want to pay you back for at least half the investment. I don't want anyone to think that this is some kind of plaything you bought for your 'boy-toy'." he said.

"Cole, you are NOT my 'boy-toy'! First of all, you're not a boy. You're a man, god damn it! And it's time you started acting like one! Second of all, nobody knows about this arrangement but you and me. We don't even need a lawyer to draw up the agreement. I'm sure you remember enough law to do that! As far as anybody knows, and as far as I'm concerned, we are equal partners in this! You got that?!" I practically screamed at him.

He had the good grace to hang his head in shame for what he had implied. When he spoke, his voice was quiet and it was obvious he realized how much he'd hurt me by what he'd said.

"Yes. I've got it. I'm sorry, BJ. I know you'd never treat me that way. I'm just so used to other people seeing me that way." he said.

"Well, it's time we put a stop to that as well!" I said. "Now, I've got one question. What about that little bitch you married?"

"What about her?" he asked, looking up, his face full of surprise.

"What kind of legal/financial hold does she have on you?" I asked him.

"None at all. She got every fucking asset I had in the divorce but no alimony. I set it up that way to get her completely out of my life once and for all." he swore.

"Good. I wouldn't want her waltzing into the gym one day and demanding a cut of it." I said.

"No way! After the divorce was final, it was like our marriage never happened. Granddaddy wanted it that way." Cole said bitterly.

"Well, we're gonna get Granddaddy and make that conniving bitch of an ex-wife of yours sorry she did the things she did to you." I announced.

And for the first time, I saw Cole really grin that grin that I had fallen in love with so many years ago.

That afternoon, Cole and I met with Debbie and Diego in the library of the penthouse to discuss what it was that we wanted to do.

"Damn, man! This is sure some fancy crib you got!" Diego exclaimed upon first entering the apartment. "I didn't think your fuckin' doorman was gonna let me in!"

"I'm sorry about that, Diego. It won't happen again, believe me." I apologized.

The security desk downstairs had called to have me okay Diego's being allowed up to my penthouse even though I'd left his name at the desk hours before. I informed them, in no uncertain terms, that I was quite displeased with the unnecessary hassling of my guest and that it was not to happen again. I got profuse apologies from them, as did Diego.

"So what's up, boss. This is certainly different from your usual stuff." Debbie asked.

"First of all, I want you to meet Cole. Cole is my lover and it is for Cole that we are going to take on this project. Now, Debbie, I know that AP is paying your salary but there will be an additional $20 an hour payable by me for your work on this. As for you, Diego, our standard rates will apply here only I promise you, you're going to be putting in a lot more time on this one than you have on any other projects you've done for me." I said.

"Hey! Man! At $200 per hour, you can have me as long as you want me!" Diego laughed.

"Ok, let's get started then. Let me outline for you what we're trying to accomplish. Cole knows, and I believe, that the top echelon of Schuster and Callum is involved with illegal real estate transactions and money laundering with members of organized crime. We know that there have been big pay-offs to the senior partners which none of those partners have in anyway declared for income tax purposes." I told them.

"Shame on them!" Diego laughed.

"Yes, it is shameful behavior, isn't it?" I grinned. "Now, what we want to do is to find that money and tie it back to the senior partners. If we can tie it to their partners in organized crime, so much the better. But catching the senior partners with their ill-gotten, unreported gains is most critical." I said.

"But, boss! The feds already tried this once." Debbie interrupted.

"Yes, Debbie, I know that. But you and I know the feds can be very inept at finding the kinds of things that we are looking for. That's why Diego's here." I said, looking over at the young Puerto Rican boy. "He's going to find those off-shore accounts where they are hiding all that money."

"So what am I going to do?" asked Debbie.

"You, my sweet, wonderful, trusty right arm, are going to dig up every bit of dirt on Schuster and Callum that you possibly can and together you and I are going to write a series of articles which is going to bring down the one of the largest law firms on Wall Street!" I said. "And - if Diego let's his magic fingers do the walking through the Schuster and Callum data bases just right - we're also going to send every one of those senior partners both to bankruptcy court and then to 'Club Fed'!"

"Sounds sweet, home! When do we start?" Diego asked.

"You already have. Now, Diego you and Cole go in my office. Cole can give you a list of the names of the crooked accounts and maybe even some idea of the system that Schuster and Callum has. I'm sure, for someone who can break into the NSA computers, this should be a walk in the park for you." I said, grinning at Diego who grinned back.

"Debbie, I want you to go back to the office at AP and get started on digging up the dirt on these dirtbags." I said.

"You got it, boss. I take it that nobody's supposed to know what we're up to?" she asked.

"That's right. Nobody. I don't want word getting back to these assholes until we're ready to plaster this story on the front page of every major newspaper in the country!" I told her.

"You got it. However, working through the AP system, there's always the possibility that something of this could leak. At least within the system." she said.

"I'm not so much worried about it leaking there. It's just will look like we're doing follow-up on the story from last year. I don't think people will figure that there are going to be whole new allegations made." I told her.

"Ok. I'll call you first thing tomorrow." she said and I walked her to the front door.

"You be careful. There would be a lot of people very angry if they knew what we were planning." I said to her.

"Don't worry, boss. My lips, and my computer are sealed!" she giggled as the elevator doors closed and she descended to the lobby.

I walked back to my study to see how Diego and Cole were getting along. I could hear their conversation as I walked down the hall.

"So you're the new lover, huh, man?" Diego asked.

"Well, yes and no." Cole told him.

"What do you mean, 'yes' and 'no'? Don't you know if you are or not?" Diego said, confusion in his voice.

I walked into the room and looked at Diego.

"Cole and I have known each other since we were very little boys, Diego. We were lovers when we were younger. We broke up and only just found each other again." I told him.

Cole looked at me in gratitude. My explanation was completely factual but left a lot of unnecessary information out.

"That's cool! So you broke up and after a long time you found each other again! That's like a romance novel or somethin'!" Diego grinned.

"Yeah, except we're guys. That doesn't bother you, does it, Diego?" I asked.

Though I had worked with Diego several times before, he had not known anything about my private life. Or at least I thought he hadn't.

"Nah! It don't bother me that you're maricon. I gotta good friend who is. Doesn't bother me. I knew all along anyway." Diego grinned.

"And how did you know?" I asked.

"Well...see, you're too damned good-looking to not have women throwing themselves at you. But I noticed they didn't. See chicks have this like 'gaydar' thing. They can usually spot guys who are gay. So I figured if none of the chicks was interested in you, there had to be a reason. Besides, I did some snooping around about you the first time I worked with you. Kind of a habit of mine. I like to know who I'm workin' with." he said.

"So that's how you knew that Justin wasn't my first lover." I said.

"Yeah. I knew that you're other lover died and that you didn't hook up with nobody. You guys were together a long time." Diego said.

"Yes, Justin and I were together about 10 years." I told him.
"Shit! I don't know nobody together that long! Except for my grandparents!" Diego seemed quite impressed. "So you guys gonna make it that long, ya think?"

I smiled down at Cole who was sitting on the couch. He looked up at me and smiled back.

"Yes, Diego." Cole said while he continued to look at me. "We're gonna make it that long - at least."

I leaned down and kissed him gently. I could see Diego watching out of the corner of my eye. He seemed fascinated by the affection between Cole and I. I began to wonder just how close a friend this 'maricon' that Diego knew was.

"So how's the work coming along?" I asked to change the subject.

"So far, so good. Cole gave me a list of all the deals he figured were somehow involved and he gave me some ideas of what their system is like. I should have no trouble breaching their security. I work on it tonight and give you a call in the morning." Diego said.

"Ok. Anything else?" I asked.

"Nah. Just have my check ready on Friday!" Diego grinned.

"Don't worry, I will." I laughed.

Diego got up and I heard the front door slam and then the elevator going down to the lobby. I sat down on the couch and curled up next to Cole, laying my head on his chest and his arm came around me.

"He's quite a character!" Cole grinned.

"Yeah." I admitted. "But don't let the ghetto accent and the 'gang threads' fool you. That 'boy' is a stone genius when it comes to computers. I'm glad he's working honestly now. I would hate to have someone like him attacking the computer systems around the world."

"BJ, do you mean what you say about us being lovers?" Cole said quietly.

"Of course I do! Don't you?" I asked.

"Yeah! I do! Believe me. It's just that...uhh..." Cole stammered.

I rose up and looked at him.

"What is it Cole? What's the matter?" I asked, afraid he was getting 'cold feet'.

"It's just that I haven't been completely honest about something." he said quietly.
"Like what?" I asked.

"Well...I'm not exactly broke. I don't have a lot of money, but I did manage to save about twenty-grand that my ex-wife and her lawyer never found. I want to do something with it." he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Tomorrow I want you to go with me to Tiffany or Van Cleef & Arppel, someplace like that. If we're gonna be lovers again, then I want to buy us rings this time. I want you to have something that tells you that I belong to you and that you belong to me." he said, his eyes watching me, trying to see how I was going to take this.

I looked at him and my eyes started to fill up with tears. He saw them and his face quickly clouded over with worry.

"I'm sorry, BJ. I guess I shouldn't have..." he stopped when I put my finger up to his lips to silence him.

"That is the most beautiful, romantic thing you've ever said to me, Cole! Of course we can go and buy rings tomorrow. I would love to wear your ring on my hand." I said and, removing my finger from his lips, I kissed him deeply.

Cole held me in his arms and kissed me for the longest time. We were like two teens again, making out. I truly felt that in all the time that Cole and I had known each other and all the things we had done, this was the happiest time I could ever remember between us. Neither one of us had any doubts left about how we felt about each other. Both of us knew who and what we meant to each other. And best of all, there was nobody left to tear us apart.

I finally pulled away from his lips and looked deep into his eyes.

"Are you hungry?" I grinned.

"Fuck, BJ! Man, I'm always hungry when I'm around you!" he grinned.

"No, I mean for food." I laughed.

"Yeah, I'm hungry for that, too." he admitted grinning.

"Do you want to eat in our out?" I asked.

"What do you want to do?" he asked.

"I want to go out and show you off to the world! I want everybody to see the beautiful, wonderful man that's in love with me." I said.
Cole's face turned crimson. I loved it when I could make him blush!

"I kinda want the same thing. I want everybody to see this gorgeous hunk that I get to sleep with tonight." he said shyly.

"Tonight and every night." I said softly and kissed his lips gently.

"Babe, there's one problem. I don't have anything to wear. None of my clothes fit me anymore, I've lost so much weight." he said.

"Oh, I think I have some things that would fit you very nicely. I think we're about the same size now." I said.

I took him by the hand and we walked into the bedroom. I took him to my dressing room and picked out a black Armani suit which fit him perfectly. I found a white linen shirt and a silk tie for him. He found a pair of my black loafers which fit him perfectly. I rummaged in a drawer and found a pair of black silk briefs for him as well.

"Well, I'm going to be very well dressed!" he smiled.

"Come here, I want to show you something." I said, taking his hand.

We walked over to the other door in the wall and I opened it, showing him the empty dressing room that was identical to mine, the one that had been Justin's.

"Tomorrow, besides buying rings, we start filling this up as well." I said, putting my arms around him.

"We won't need much to go out." Cole said. "I'd rather be naked with you while we're home." and he grinned at me.

"Thank you." I said softly.

"For what?" he asked, puzzled.

"That's the first time you've called it 'home'." I said, my eyes starting to tear.

"Babe, home is wherever you are. It doesn't have to be a penthouse. It could be a shack on a beach in the middle of nowhere, just so long as you're there." Cole said quietly.

I was in his arms and he was kissing me in moments. We stood there a long time enjoying the taste of each other. Finally I pulled away.

"I think it's time we took a shower. What do you think?" I asked.

"I think I hate to lose the scent of you but it will come back. And showers can be really fun! At least the one's we used to take." Cole grinned.

I grabbed his hand again and dragged him into the bath. He stood there just staring around him for a minute. He saw the huge, glassed in shower with the multiple heads and the whirlpool.

"Where the fuck's the john?" he asked.

"Through either of those two doors over there is a toilet and a urinal." I said.

"One for you and one for me?" he laughed.

"Yeah, I guess so." I laughed as well.

"This is really nice, BJ." he said.

"Those two door over there lead to a steam room and a sauna." I told him.

"Fuck! We just add a TV, a microwave and a refrigerator and we never have to leave the bathroom!" he laughed.

I picked up a remote control and pressed one of the buttons. A panel slid back and a plasma TV screen appeared. I then pressed another button and the hidden speakers began to play soft jazz.

"You were saying?" I grinned.

"Ok, where's the microwave and fridge?" Cole grinned.

"Those are in the kitchen. I figured if I did install them, I would never come out of the bathroom!" I laughed.

I touched the panel beside the shower and water started shooting out of all the nozzles. I set the temperature and then took Cole by the hand and pulled him into the glass enclosure.

"God! This feel wonderful!" Cole said as the hot water hit his skin.

I reached over and held my hand under a silver spout and pushed the button on the wall above it. It dispensed shower gel into my hands and I started spreading it over Cole's chest, washing him.

"Mmm. That feel so nice!" he groaned.

I continued to wash him, letting my hands slip lower and lower on his body until they reached his groin. His cock rapidly began to grow as I massaged his pubic hair and gently washed his balls. When I stroked his cock, he groaned. I smiled at him and he knew he was in for it! I was going to tease him as far as I could before getting him off. I hadn't figured on his plans however.
Cole reached over and pressed the button and gathered some shower gel on his hands and started working on me. As I worked on his front, he was running his soapy hands up and down the back of my body finally reaching my butt and running his hands over it. His fingers began to slip into my butt-crack and to massage my hole. Now it was me who was moaning. He gently turned me around and I put my hands on the marble wall. He moved close behind me and I could feel his hard cock sliding up and down my trench. I knew what he wanted and I wanted to give him what he wanted!

I spread my legs and Cole quickly got the message. He lined up his cock with my soapy hole and began to press forward. I could feel his hard cock sliding slowly into my chute and I moaned at the feeling. Cole slid his cock deep into my ass, moving slowly but persistently until his entire cock was buried inside of me. I felt his arms come around me and his mouth began nibbling at my shoulder.

"Oh, God! Cole! You feel so good inside of me!" I moaned.

"It feels so good inside of you!" he moaned back.

"Fuck me, Cole! Fuck me!" I begged.

He began to slowly pull his cock out of my ass. When it was about halfway out, he shoved it back in again, almost as slowly. He continued to slowly fuck me until I thought I would go out of my mind!

"Harder, Cole! Fuck me harder!" I begged.

I heard a wicked chuckle behind me.

"Nah! I like this. I could fuck you like this for hours!" he growled.

"Please, Cole! Please! Fuck me HARDER!" I screamed.

"Oh, you really want me to fuck you harder?" he asked.

"YES!" I yelled.

"Like this?" he said and suddenly slammed his cock deep into my ass.

"YES! FUCK ME liKE THAT!!!" my voice reverberated in the shower.

He chuckled again and began fucking me harder and faster.

"That's it, you bastard! Fuck my ass! Fuck it HARD!" I moaned.

"Admit it, you love my cock in your ass!" he groaned.

"That's what I love to hear!" he groaned and fucked me even harder and faster.

"I'm gonna cum!" I moaned.

"Yeah! Cum for me! Cum on my cock!" Cole said, slamming his cock even harder up my ass.

"FUCK!!!" I screamed as my load shot out of my cock, covering the wall in front of me.

"FUCK, YEAH!!!" I heard Cole scream and felt his cock throb in my butt-chute as he shot his load deep up my ass.

I collapsed against the wall and Cole collapsed against me. We were both panting, trying to get our breath back after that exertion. I felt Coles arms around me, holding me as he kissed and sucked at my shoulders and neck.

"God! You have the best ass!" he moaned.

"And I love how you fuck it!" I moaned.

"Next time, it's you're turn." he said and I could hear the grin in his voice even if I couldn't see it.

"You mean you're gonna let me have that ass of yours?" I asked.

"You've had it before." he said.

"Yeah and you loved it when I fucked it for you." I said.

"Yeah, I did. And you loved fucking it, didn't you?" he asked.

"Fuck, yeah! I love eating and fucking your butt." I admitted.

Cole slid his still hard cock out of my ass and I could feel his cum pouring out of my ass lips. I reached back and put my hand under my ass and let the cum pour into my hand. I then lubed up my still hard cock with Cole's cum. He stood there grinning because he knew what I had in mind.

"You ready, fucker?" I said.

"Fuck, yeah!" he grinned.

Cole turned towards the wall and leaned against the marble and pushed his ass back in invitation. I slid my cock up his trench, pressing against his hole. I then let the head of my cock rest at the opening to his hole. The lips of his ass seemed to suck at the head of my cock, trying to get it inside. I raised my arms and grabbed hold of Cole's muscular shoulders and slowly drove my cock into his butt.

The hot wetness inside of him seemed to almost scald my cock. I had forgotten how hot a man's ass was inside! I drove my cock full up Cole's ass until I was buried to my pubes and then gave him a few seconds to get used to it before I started reaming his guts out. Then I started drilling his hole, pummeling his shit-chute with my cock. I could hear the 'slap-slap-slap' of my hips hitting his glutes as I rammed his hole as hard and fast as I could.

"Yeah! Fuck, yeah! Bang my hole! Gimme that cock! Make it hurt!" Cole moaned as I drove him crazy with my pounding of his hole.

"Yeah, fucker! You love this cock up your fuckin' hole, dontcha?!" I growled in his ear.

"Fuck, yeah! Gimme that dick! I love it!" he moaned again.

This wasn't making love. This was an all-out butt-fuck! And it wasn't going to last long. Even though we had both just gotten off, I knew I wasn't going to be able to last long in Coles hot fuckin' ass. I could feel his prostate as I slid my dick across it and it was hard and swollen, telling me that Cole was going to cum soon as well.

"Yeah! Take it! Take my cock! You've missed havin' a man's cock up your butt, haven't you!" I moaned as my cock slid in and out of his tight butt.

"Yeah! BJ! I need it bad, man! I need your cock up my butt! It feels so good! It's been so fuckin' long!" he cried out.

"Yeah! Fuckin' pussy don't make it, does it, buddy? You were made to fuck ass and to get this pretty ass of your's fucked!" I growled at him.

I didn't know where all this was coming from inside of me. A new-found sense of my own self-worth? Who the fuck knew? But it seemed to be just what Cole needed. He needed to feel used and he evidently needed to feel used by me. Maybe this was the way he needed to deal with the guilt for everything he'd done to me. But I didn't care! I just loved ramming my cock up his tight, jock ass! I suddenly realized how much I had really missed Cole's butt. I wasn't lying when I told him that he was made to be fucked! He had the smoothest, tightest, hottest chute and I loved reaming it out.

I could feel his butt-nut getting harder and harder and his moans became unintelligible as he got closer and closer to cumming. All of a sudden, his hole began to clench hard around my cock and I could feel the load of his cum volley out of his cock.

"FUCK!!!" he screamed as he blasted his load all over the wall.

The tightening of his chute around my cock was enough to set me off. With one last cry, I slammed my cock as hard up his butt as I could and showered the inside of his guts with my cum.
"TAKE IT! TAKE MY FUCKIN' LOAD!" I screamed as I continued to bathe his colon with my hot load.

I collapsed against his back, still holding on to his shoulders. I gradually let go and moved my arms to where they were around his chest and hugging him to me while I gently licked and sucked at the back of his neck. He moaned at the tenderness.

"Fuck, BJ! Man, where the fuck did you learn to fuck like that?!" he moaned.

"This guy I used to fuck in high school. He was a great fuck and taught me everything I know." I murmured to him.

"Yeah? Wonder where he is now. He probably got lost or something." Cole said quietly.

"Yeah, he did for a while but then he found his way home." I said as I gently pulled my cock out of Cole's ass and, putting my hands on his hips, turned him around until he was resting against the wall, facing me.

I could see the look of utter satisfaction on Cole's face as he put his arms around my neck and pulled me close.

"God, BJ! I've missed that so much. I've missed it from you so much. You know you're the only one who's ever fucked me, don't you?" he said smiling.

"You're shitting me, right?" I said incredulously.

"Nope! Not shitting you at all! You're the only one." he repeated.

"I can't say the same thing." I said quietly.

"You don't have to, BJ. I would have been the only one if I hadn't fucked up. I just want to be the only one now." he said.

"You will be the only one now. For as long as I live." I promised.

Cole moved his face forward and kissed me deeply. Our hands started moving over each others bodies again but without lust or fever this time. Just gentle, loving caresses of the skin that each of us loved to touch - each other. Finally I pulled back.

"Hey! I thought you were hungry?" I smiled at him.

"I really am now! But I guess we'd better finish this shower first, huh?" he grinned.

"No, I think we've had enough time in the shower. Let's go dry off and get dressed." I said.

And while we dressed I called and made reservations for dinner.

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