4 comments/ 12293 views/ 15 favorites Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 14 By: JKendallDane 8===> Valentine's Day begins with lots of surprises As he rocketed down Capitol Highway a good fifteen or so miles per hour over the speed limit late at night; coming back from one of the long distance deliveries to the boonies he normally hated; Josh thought of how the weeks with Kyle between New Years and the hours before Valentine's Day had screamed by. It now seemed as if it had been almost as fast as Jeff Gordon and Dale Jr. burning up the last seconds from coming out of turn four to crossing the finish line side-by-side after a 500 mile battle of left turns at Daytona. Josh laughed out loud to himself of how the deep south was so inbred in him by even attempting to join NASCAR and his Yankee lover in a metaphor. Kyle wasn't much for watching racing on TV, but he would cuddle with Josh and put up with it...much the same as hockey didn't really turn Josh on, but he would lay curled up on the couch with him to watch a game because his boyfriend loved it. That little difference between them was just another one of the many things they kept learning about the other...and learned about concessions...the longer their maturing relationship went on. Josh cautiously backed off the accelerator some as he permitted his mind to start up the replay tapes of so many things that had happened since the clock struck midnight, six weeks earlier. * * * * * Even though they had spent most of New Year's Day in bed interspersing cuddling while watching parades and football games with serious talks, foreplay, edging, and lovemaking. They of course made the occasional run to the kitchen for cokes and munchies. By the time they had shared at least a half dozen orgasms over the day and evening and were ready for much needed sleep, the bedroom was littered with empty chip bags, soda cans, plates with sandwich scraps, and the wrappers from the final dozen or so Reese cups Kyle called his 'emergency supply' and kept in his night stand drawer. Josh's brain also reminded his nostrils of the musky smell of male-male sex mixed with the scented candle aroma as they drifted off to dreamland, spooned together. It was during one of their breaks from the games on TV (and their own in bed), that they talked at length about how the new bond they had committed to, wasn't always going to be red rose petals on a white bed spread or the afterglow from great sex. They were; after all; two different people...even if they had become one just a few hours earlier. Kyle seemed to be fixated on only two things: how much the pressures of school for both and the additional restraints of his eventual residency would test them; and that he was concerned at how easily Josh could be tempted thanks to his younger age and since Kyle was his first serious relationship. "Do you really think that I don't understand the feelings I have for you?" was the befuddled question Josh tossed back immediately to the latter worry. "I know that it won't always be easy, but I know that I love you. Most importantly, I know that what I feel in my head and heart, isn't about being with the sexiest, good looking man I have ever met." He had paused to let those words sink in before adding, "I do love your skin babe, but I didn't fall in love with IT." He went on to dismiss the former trepidation by joking how he was more worried that Kyle would unceremoniously dump his butt for another prettier and younger pizza boy once Josh had worked and slaved and sacrificed to get him through med school and residency. "That's how all you cute as hell, stud doctors do it, isn't it?" was the line that broke Kyle up. But it also made him realize that Josh indeed was taking their devotion and the pitfalls that came with it, seriously. Josh confessed that his biggest apprehensions centered pretty much on only two things also. The first being the vastly different social status and backgrounds they came from. Could the barefoot farm boy with cheeks of tan provide what the gifted and well-to-do, big city jock was used to: only the finest and shiniest? The other was, would Kyle still be able to love him in thirty years when he had a spare tire and his blond hair was beginning to thin and fade to gray? Kyle had laughed out loud at the second one before he exclaimed, "Don't worry about that baby, because if I didn't inherit my mom's hair genes, you will have to be loving me with NO hair since dad was almost bald by the time he turned forty." He then pulled Josh to his chest and stared straight in his eyes as he softly spoke to quell the first anxiety. "My sweet little farm boy...I couldn't love you more if you were a rich prince with his own island, yacht, and a fleet of private jets." He then totally surprised Josh by letting it slip of how he had already thought of 'their' future by saying, "In fact, I would rather be sharing an old farm house in the country with you and a couple dogs and cats, than trying to keep up some plastic, pseudo-successful, big city image in a house like this one." Kyle then smirked and finalized his explanation with, "Now I will admit that when it comes to cars, that I am an egotistical prick and will always want a really nice one...but figure so long as I'm parking my Benz next to your Porsche...you will overlook it." The exaggerated grin on Kyle's face and clown-like multiple winks made Josh split a gut. As they continued to laugh, they began to wrestle with each other on the bed until Josh pushed his hand down to the hardening flesh between his lover's legs and as slutty as he could make himself sound, asked, "So if I keep sucking your cock like you like it, you will buy me a Porsche?" He squeezed it firmly, in a teasing attempt to seal the deal. Kyle's own hand found the new stiffy laying across Josh's pubic fuzz and slid his thumb back and forth in the pre leaking from the tip. His voice went strangely sultry. "Baby, you keep blowing me like you did an hour ago, and I will find a way to buy you the Hope diamond!" Before Josh had the chance to raise the sarcastic stakes in their little verbal poker game, Kyle moved up to straddle his chest and rubbed his bone on the willing lips that were already parting. He ever-so-slowly pulled on Josh's tool behind him as the hungry lips worked him. Thanks to their youth, both were feeling the gurgling in their balls again, even though they both had came just over an hour prior from a wild sixty-nine session during the bowl game half time show. Kyle was more than willing to do an instant replay and tried to spin so he could take Josh's love stick again too; but it was being made pretty clear by the firm grasp on his waist, that Josh wanted him to just stay put and let him please his boyfriend first. As his hips began to join in concert with the motions of the head swallowing him, Kyle allowed himself to move his grip from Josh's cock to grabbing a handful of his hair and enjoy the knob polishing...knowing full well, that he would be giving as much undivided attention to Josh in just a few more moments. Just before his brain gave over every thought to the nerves in those few inches of his body being stimulated by the moist mouth, Kyle realized that was one of the things that made their relationship so special....that they both made sure the other was always satisfied. Being one was never about just one. Before Josh could finish up the remembrances of how his lips and tongue had made Kyle explode in his mouth; or get the chance to recall the details of Kyle returning an equally erotic blow job; he was pulling back into the pizza shop parking lot. He made a lackadaisical attempt at trying to hide the massive boner showing in his cargos, and sauntered into the shop. Cody was bagging up a multiple stop run for himself, but after noticing what couldn't be missed, stopped long enough to fist bump Josh's arm and quip, "Damn studpuppy! Does your doc boyfriend have you eating Viagra like M&M's?" He grinned when Josh blushed. Then in the way only really close friends can do, Cody reached over to teasingly squeeze the lump behind the bulged fabric. "I don't think this thing has been limp in more than a month!" "Oh it's been limp, Codeman..." Josh began with a smirk and sarcastic crotch grind back into Cody's palm. "...but usually only during my quant class or when I get stuck delivering to the cock teasing, debutante wanna-be's over at Tri Sig." He let himself smile as he added, "I can't help it that Kyle is a 6' 2", 180 pound, little blue pill." They both laughed at that image. "So, do you and your big blue pill have any special plans for tomorrow...or are you guys just going to lay in bed and feed each other chocolate hearts all day?" Cody knew that Josh had blown half his tips from one night on snatching up every valentine day, heart shaped Reese cups when he found the display of them at the convenience store up the street. "I'm not certain what he has up his damn sleeve. He told me three weeks ago to just make sure I had tomorrow night off, some dressy clothes clean, and 'trust me'...you know...like he always does when he wants to mess with my mind." Cody ruffled Josh's thick blond mop and grinned. "Awww...you love it and you know it buddy! Every time he has said that to you, you haven't been disappointed have ya?" Josh smiled wide. "Nope! Never once. But it does still make me wanna scream." The snorting chuckle he pasted at the end said he did love Kyle's patented little way to tease him for a new surprise though. "Well I'm willing to bet his romantic ass has something really sweet set up. The clothes thing says either dinner at one of the fancy joints out at the beach, or at least a quiet table at the back of Olive Garden." An evil grin crossed Cody's lips. "Or...maybe he is going to slip an engagement ring in your milkshake at the What-A-Burger drive-thru!" Josh's mind had distracted him long enough for Cody to snatch his now full heat bags and pop out the door before he could reply. Thanks to Cody's last comment, he was lost in reliving the night he and Kyle had sat at the student union and ate a couple burgers after a long joint study session at the library. They had played footsies under the table; made some love-sick, puppy dog eyes at each other; and grinned and laughed like two teenagers in love. What he pulled when Josh went back up to the counter to refill their Cokes, would be something he would forever remember. Kyle had just sat in silence when Josh came back and then slowly worked at finishing up his fries. By habit, he tore the flimsy, plain white, cardboard container at the edge and was peeling it back so Kyle could help him scarf down the final half dozen, when he noticed the dark writing on the inside. He shot Kyle a quick glance and watched him cross his arms and grin as he slid a bare toe up inside the leg opening of Josh's baggy shorts. Josh blushed and then lowered his eyes to stare at what he found handwritten on the inside of the french fry packaging. The four words were so simple but so typically Kyle...and oh so beautiful to him: "I LOVE YOU JOSHUA." As his eyes moistened a little at yet another totally unexpected thing his lover had done to remind he how much he did care, Kyle's lips formed a kiss and blew it to him from across the table. Josh didn't give a damn at all that they were in the middle of a very public place, and reached across the table for Kyle's hands and held them while returning the air smooch and saying the same words back out loud. They sat holding hands like that for a long time; oblivious to the finger pointing and muffled whispers from around them. Even though it had been just another small step in the process of becoming a real couple; the love making they celebrated it with later, was possibly the most intense since new years eve. * * * * * Josh smiled as he realized that that the next run was going to be a double that included one of the hotels up by the interstate; along with a familiar address of an older double wide that sat in the woods at the end of a short, dirt road. That one was a half mile or so from the hotel, and he knew it would be at least a $3 tip from past experience. Hopefully; the stack of three large pies and pair of two liters going to the hotel would be an equally good or better score. A big chunk of the rooms had been taken over by a large construction crew in town for a month long project and they had been tipping very well so far. He also was wanting some more day dream time and the run would have him spending at close to thirty minutes alone in the car. While he sat at the stop sign waiting for traffic to clear so he could pull out onto Tall Pines Road and head for the hotel stop, his mind quickly began to sort through some more memories to find which one he wanted to focus on this trip. He raced thru the first thought of attempting to remember all the gazzillion texts they both blew up each other's cells with each day. Josh smiled as he recalled the gamut they had run...from simple, little, 'thinking about you' and 'love you' messages, to the far more verbose and saucy ones. Those were usually the result of one of them making a suggestive comment, and the other upping the stakes with a more bawdy one back. It usually only took two or three of the back-and-forths, before it turned into a 'who can bone who the worst with texts' contest. Since those edging battles tended to either happen while they were in classes or while Josh was at work and Kyle was at the house studying, they also tended to end with some serious bed time gymnastics later. Josh grinned and squeezed the swelling in his shorts as he finally pulled onto the main highway. As would all too normally happen, he got caught at the very next intersection by the traffic light and flipped to the next thought while he waited for it to change from red. Another smile crept across his face as he recalled the so faked, sad beagle eyes Kyle gave him when he announced one morning how he was going to be staying back at the dorm for a few nights instead of coming by after work. Even though Kyle's demanding class schedule had unintentionally forced Josh to get a lot more serious about his own studies; he was also well aware that many times his being there was more of a distraction to Kyle than he needed with such a rigorous study load. It sure couldn't be helping when he rolled into Kyle's place at 1AM after working a closing shift. As much as he wanted to be with his man every second...and Kyle seemed to always mirror the same thought to him...Josh also knew that he couldn't and wouldn't allow anything to mess up Kyle and his classes. That first year of med school was too critical. Even though Kyle had proffered some arguments about how it was all okay and he was fine, Josh also knew what he wasn't saying...that they still needed some time apart and let the relationship grow to the proper point first. Kyle finally acquiesced when Josh; being very adult-like; stated "Babe! This is about our lives and our future...not about us playing house and keeping our hormones happy. And we both have papers due in three days that aren't getting done when we keep ending up in bed all the time." In each other's minds they knew they both loved the sex and the waking up together; but they also knew that their real passion had to come from more than just the physical. Shrugging to himself as the traffic light switched to green, Josh half muttered to himself. "Plus, he has never asked me to move in and I don't need to be acting like I have." By the time he was pulling into the hotel lot, Josh had already rapidly reviewed some of the other moments that made him smile the past couple weeks: ...the sweet little notes he found left in his books or the big ones jammed down in his backpack. Josh liked to leave ones for Kyle under the wiper of the Hummer and almost daily slipped a Reese cup or small bag of Doritos inside his lap top case. ...the texts that Josh would get when they were studying together at the library and Kyle had wandered off; that said to meet him in the medical reference section and they would end up making out in the privacy of the dark, secluded stacks. ...how he had finally learned to cook eggs the way Kyle liked them and how he had finally convinced Kyle that there were other toppings for a pizza besides double cheese and green olives. ...the way Kyle silently helped him stay off cigarettes by making sure there were always some Tootsie Pops at the house. And how Josh always made sure Kyle had something hard and round with a juicy center to keep his lips occupied too. ...the pride he felt when Kyle told him he liked the way he kept the kitchen clean and helped with picking up around the house. He snickered as he thought, 'Like I have any choice since you are such a freak about dusting and running the vacuum every damn day.' And of course, Josh had treated himself with a few flashbacks of the incredibly hot sex that had been a virtually daily thing when he would spend the night or just drop by the house for dinner before going back to the dorm. Those memory indulgences forced him to use the hot bag full of pizzas as a crotch shield for his latest boner, as he walked through the lobby and down the hall to the room he needed. Standing at the door of #121; waiting patiently after he knocked; his memory zipped back much further than the last six weeks. The warm delivery bag up against the slowly deflating lump in his shorts, summoned up the vision of doing the same thing with his clothes bag when he was a fourteen-year-old freshman and would rush into the school locker room for PE and find it already full of naked juniors and seniors dressing for gym too. He couldn't count the number of times he had to turn his back to everyone else while he stripped to change and then try to wedge his hard cock inside his one-size-too-small jock strap and find a way to hide the conspicuous tent it still made in his baggy gym shorts. At that age, even the wind made Josh hard instantly. For most of his high school years, he was constantly using his back pack, books, or a wind breaker tied around his waist to cover up when yet another unplanned erection would ambush him. That memory was probably part of the reason the words to Katy Perry's 'Teenage Dream' were circling in his head when the door finally opened. The four, twenty-something, buff and tanned customers he saw inside...three lounging around in various states of near nudity and one standing totally naked in front of the TV rubbing his wet hair with a towel, most likely after just exiting the shower...had no clue that the pizza boy was biting his upper lip only to keep from laughing his ass off. It was high school all over again as his almost wilted cock suddenly snapped back to attention faster than a buck private saluting a five star general. He managed to compose himself enough to rattle off the price and thanked them sincerely when one handed him two $20's for the $32.88 order and said keep the change. He totally loved his Kylio, but had to admit that the guy that paid him and was wearing only a bath towel slung low on his waist and showing off more than a hint of pubes at the end of a pretty nice happy trail; was pretty damn hot. As the little Josh in his cargos began to twitch, the other little Josh sitting on his shoulder whispered in his ear. 'Remember what Kyle said. Just because you are on a diet, doesn't mean you can't read the dessert menu.' He laughed to himself and draped the delivery bag over his shoulder as he turned and half trotted back thru the hotel lobby to his car. He managed to keep the flashbacks from taking over right away again, and dropped the second delivery at the almost hidden double wide a few minutes later. It was partially run down and the older car and pick up in the drive said the small family that lived there, probably struggled to get by. Their sporadic pizza orders were most likely a strain on the grocery budget, but they also were adamant about making sure to give at least a $3 tip every time. Josh made a mental note to bring them a free two liter the next he delivered to them after they handed him $25 for their $21.20 delivery and told him the extra was his. Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 14 His mind was immediately wandering off again after getting in the car to head back to the shop. Before it strayed too far, his cell suddenly buzzed to announce an incoming text from Kyle. The tone went off a few more times while he tried to snake the phone out of his pocket and get it flipped open. Since no one was behind him on the little used road, he sat at the stop sign at the beginning of it to read them. The first was very simple: 'Thinking about you.' The next one was short also: 'Hope you are missing me as much as I am missing you.' The one that followed was a little more in depth: 'I know you are staying at the dorm tonight. I'm almost done studying and going to crawl in bed and dream about a certain blond guy. Just don't forget you have a hot date tomorrow.' Josh smiled wide and quickly pecked one back to Kyle. 'Sure am missing you too, so you better be ready for me tomorrow.' He decided to add another line before hitting the send button. 'How dressy am I supposed to be for this hot date?' It was only a moment before his phone lit up again. 'No tie or anything baby. I'm going to wear slacks and a sport coat. Just something more than shorts and a tee shirt is fine.' 'My new jeans and that purple American Eagle polo you like, OK?' Josh waited again for a reply. 'Sure baby. That will be cool. That shirt makes your eyes even bluer. You coming over after classes?' 'Yeah. You get out of your lab at 3:00 right?' 'Yes and our reservations are for 6:30 so maybe...' Kyle's unfinished text was well understood and Josh laughed as his thumb punched the buttons to answer it. 'Better not be just maybe. No maybe's allowed on Valentine's Day.' He added a wink to the message and then sent it off into space. 'No maybe on my end baby. Get back to work and see your cute rump tomorrow lover. Be careful. XOXO.' Josh smiled and finished up with: 'Will do. Sleep good. Dream nasty. Wake up hard sexy man. Love you too!' He slipped the now quiet cell back in his pocket and drove leisurely back down Tall Pines Road to the cut off to the shop. The rest of the shift, his mind kept floating back to thinking of the next night more than trying to recall all the serious talks and bed bouncing he and Kyle had shared the last half dozen weeks. The warmth that was constantly in his chest said he was hopelessly in love. * * * * * Cody told him to cut out early after they had the shop almost ready to close a half hour later, and he headed for the dorm for the first time in five or six days. Ryan rolled over and shot him a half awake, half pissed off, look as Josh closed the door a little too hard. He stood silently next to his own bed as he kicked off his sneaks and unzipped his cargos. Ryan eventually mumbled,"Finally remembered where you live when you feel like it, I guess." It was all he said before turning his back to Josh and tried to find sleep again. Josh flipped him off, but didn't say anything. What had once been a more than decent roomie situation, went sour after Josh had spent the entire week following new years staying at Kyle's. Ryan seemed to take it far too personal when he responded to the assumptive comment of being shacked up with a new girlfriend all week. Looking back, maybe matter-of-factly saying: "No...I was with my BOYFRIEND," wasn't exactly the right way to finally come out to his roommate. The more he really thought about the cold distance between them from that moment on, was far more about how the two of them had gotten comfortable about being naked around each other, and the late night or morning wood whack sessions they long ago stopped bothering to try to hide from the other. He was pretty certain that Ryan felt more than a little threatened even though Josh had never once let things go any further than just stealing subtle glances of Ryan working his tool when they would squeeze one off at the same time. Maybe there had been an unstated curious side his roomie had kept totally repressed or his machismo felt dented that Josh had never hit on him. He shrugged off caring at the now meaningless questions of why Ryan acted like he did after finding out, and peeled off his work shirt to add it to the shorts, socks, and sneaks pile on the floor. For the first time in many months, he still had his briefs on when he stretched out to sleep. Even in the darkness, he had seen that Ryan was sleeping nude as usual. 'Don't want to give him any more reason to bitch or worry,' was what he thought in deciding to keep his undies on. He slipped under the top sheet and was soon trying to will down the boner that was attempting to form in his tight bikinis thanks to seeing Kyle on the inside of his tightly closed eye lids. Ten minutes later, he heard the soft snore coming from the other side of the room. The meditations of what his lover might be doing to him right now if they were together; coupled with the vision of them naked in bed, spooning as they slept afterwards; already had Josh hard as concrete. A barely audible, "Screw it," escaped his lips and he whipped off the sheet and worked the skimpy undies down to his ankles. He wrapped his hand around the fleshy shaft as he kicked them off his feet. Josh spent the next five minutes shamelessly fist fucking himself; thinking of his Kylio; until his hips rose high and the streams of thick, warm goo spurted up across his abs and splattered his chest, throat, and chin. He almost hoped the slightly loud, 'Yeeeaaah,' that escaped his lips as he came, had woken Ryan up. He didn't even bother to clean up the mess. Instead, he cradled his extra pillow in his arms as if it was his lover, and fell quickly to sleep. The deep slumber surrendered his brain to a dream that eventually faded to a blank blackness...just as Kyle had dropped to one knee in front of him on a deserted moon lit beach, and was looking up at him with a hopeful smile on his face, and a small box in the hand that wasn't holding Josh's left one. * * * * * When Josh awoke extra early the next morning, he had to fight back a couple of different thoughts. The first was to reach down between his legs and take matters-in-hand. He wondered to himself if he would ever get old enough where morning wood wasn't always there. That one he quickly dismissed as he focused his opening eyes and looked across the room to notice Ryan sitting naked on the edge of his bed. His tool wasn't stiff like Josh's, and the near contemptuous sneer on his face was clear as he quickly covered himself. 'Don't even THINK about beating off until I am gone,' didn't need to be stated...it came through loud and clear without words. Josh mumbled a half serious, "Mornin'," and rolled over to face the wall as he pondered the next idea. 'It's only 6:30...maybe if I hurry up and he slept in late for once, I can get over to Kyle's and give him a wake up blow job for Valentines' day?' zipped through his mind. That one quickly joined the previous one in the 'no' pile. He did slip his hand to his boner and tease it some as he moved on to thinking of what he could do to make today special for his lover. He already planned to leave the humongous two foot by three foot card he had found at the dollar store, and one or two of the special Reese cups in the Hummer between classes. Kyle was a creature of habit and he knew he would drop his morning class books in the front seat and grab his lab ones before meeting Josh for lunch at the student union. It would have been perfect to leave one of the heart shaped peanut butter cups on the kitchen counter with an 'I love you' note under it; and another slipped inside his lap top carrying case; plus yet another on the dash of the truck, last night; but couldn't since he had stayed at the dorm. After a quick phone call while working last night though, and he had some morning surprises set up for his boyfriend anyway. He had made arrangements to meet up with one of the girls in Kyle's first two classes and she was going to slip them to him with a grin and message of 'from your boyfriend.' He would surprise him with another couple at lunch. And maybe leave another couple on the seat of the Hummer before he left campus. The other couple dozen he had snatched up when he discovered them at the convenience store, would be saved for tonight and for Kyle's night stand drawer, emergency stash. He so wanted to be able to out-romantic Kyle today. Just for once! He had been given no real clue to what Kyle had planned for them tonight, but he knew it would be some new way to add another memory to their almost utopian life...and in some sentimental way that Kyle had such a talent for. He hoped the silver chain he had purchased was enough since he blew about all the money he had left on getting it. He also hoped that adding his white gold high school ring to it wasn't pushing Kyle too quickly. It was kind of 'junior high' but it seemed right to him for some reason. After all, they were going steady for lack of a better term. He laughed and then allowed into his brain a bigger concern that stemmed from his unfinished dream last night: 'What if Kyle gives me a real ring?' He shook off the wishful fantasy, and slipped out of bed to shower since Ryan had already quickly dressed and left the room without saying anything but a bland, "Later," to him. His morning classes went by rapidly, and the romancer in Kyle only appeared twice. Once with his lone text of the morning that said: 'Love you too, my most special valentine. You own my heart, mind, body, and soul. Today and forever more.' It was in answer to the much more bland: 'I love you Kyle. Happy Valentines' Day,' wake up one he had sent from the dorm earlier. The second one came when Cody caught him in the quad just before his 11:00 class, and handed him a red and white wrapped package. "From your big blue pill...happy V-day, buddy," was all he said as he pressed it in Josh's hands and ran for his next class, three buildings over. "We are both gonna get SO fat," was Josh's comment to no one in particular when he got it open and found four, half pound, king size Hershey's Special Dark chocolate bars inside. He knew Cody was going to track Kyle down before his first class and hand off a couple of the Reese cups for him; so this one would be considered a draw on the romance contest. Maybe even a slight 'win' for Josh, since he figured Cody just became an accidental courier to get the candy bars to him. When they finally met up at lunch, it quickly became obvious they both planned to do their best to one-up the other all day, with yet more little affectionate gifts. Kyle knew his breath smelled suspiciously like a Reese cup when he kissed Josh on the cheek. He also knew that his lover most likely had another couple of them in his back pack. He hoped so since he had just eaten the one he found in his truck and the last one of the three Kaytlyn had slipped to him at the beginning of his last class. His addiction to the peanut butter and chocolate candy had him already jonesing for another. Kaytlyn was in two of his classes and his lab partner too. Not even close to what you would call a 'fag hag'...but rather a great looking young woman that was definitely totally supportive of Kyle and Josh's relationship. School had made her and Kyle good friends, and if he had a straight bone in his body, he would probably be dating her by now. 'Yeah right! Maybe us on a double date with her boyfriend instead, is more like it,' his brain intoned to him. Kyle hugged his boyfriend and whispered, "Thanks for the sweet card in the truck, baby. You really surprised me with that one." Josh's face gave off a distinct glow as he realized he had; for once; managed to fire the first romantic shots across the bow on this special day. Kyle quickly lobbed a big one back though, when they got the end of the cafeteria line. He had just pulled out his wallet to pay for their meals, when he snatched up the large vase full of red and white roses sitting next to the cash register. He looked at the little sign that said '$3 each' and told the cashier he wanted them all. Josh just stood there in awe as the middle-aged lady quickly counted up to 36 and hesitantly said, "That's going to be $108, sir." The inflection in her voice made it more of a question, than a total. "Yeah and if you had another three dozen it would be $216, and I would still want them all...so what?" He nonchalantly tossed down the American Express card he was only supposed to use in an real bind. He grinned as he pressed the vase into Josh's shaking hands. "Dad likes you already and hasn't even met you. He'll bitch a little when he sees it show up on the bill, and just add it to other hundreds of thousands I will have to pay him and grams back after graduation and residency." He used his thumb to wipe the trace of a tear from from Josh's cheek and added, "There aren't enough roses in the world when it's Valentine's Day and you are getting them for your boyfriend." All but a few of all the students and professors waiting in line behind them, cheered and applauded as Kyle and Josh hugged and traded an innocent kiss. Josh smiled even bigger as Kyle balanced their tray of burgers and Cokes with one hand, and wove his fingers from the other, with the ones on the hand Josh wasn't using to hold the big bunch of flowers. They both knew that this moment wasn't about being gay or being out...it was about being in love. They were walking hand-in-hand to the table where they had dropped their books and back packs earlier when he realized Kyle had gotten him again. Josh saw Kaytlyn standing half hidden behind the roof support pillar a few yards away, and knew that she was most likely the accomplice responsible for the mysterious box sitting in the middle of the table. The satiny white paper it was wrapped in, was adorned with little red hearts and topped with a big red bow. Kyle was unloading their lunches from the tray and teased with, "Oh look Josh...Cupid dropped by while we were in line." There was an immediate, 'Yeah, sure he did,' look on Josh's face; but he also smiled and slid down into a chair to just stare at the package while fingering the bow. "Nobody's name on it though, Kyle. Maybe I should take it to the lost and found?" Kyle dropped the food tray he had emptied, on the next table and flopped into the chair beside Josh. His hand squeezed Josh's knee hard under the table as he warned, "You do, and you will be in so much trouble mister!" He leaned back; crossed his arms; pasted a big grin on his face; and directed, "Go ahead and open it, baby." Instead of following Kyle's order, Josh reached into his back pack and pulled out a smaller box; also wrapped in a similar lover's holiday motif paper; but with multiple little Tiggers and Poohs hugging each other printed on it. He sat it in front of Kyle and smiled. The bow had gotten smashed and he reached to try and fluff it back up; but Kyle playfully smacked his hand and pushed his gift back towards Josh. Josh retaliated with shoving Kyle's to the table edge. "You first!" He knew that inner child inside his lover was itching to rip off the paper to see what was under it. It was his turn to tilt back, cross his arms, and wait with a big grin. "Oh okay. If I really HAVE to," was Kyle's bad attempt at hiding his enthusiasm. The box wasn't big. Actually it was more on the little skinny, but wide and long side. The weight was minimal, and shaking it gave Kyle no clue. "Oh just open the damn thing, Kyle!" Kyle tousled Josh's hair and laughed before he did just that and tore the paper from the cardboard container. It looked like a wallet box, but seemed too light. Maybe fancy driving gloves? Or something silly like a bunch of yellow hi-liters that he burned through so quickly while studying and during lectures. His curiosity finally made him lift the lid to find nothing except a couple more Reese cup hearts and a white envelope inside. The quick questioning look he shot at Josh, was only answered with a smile. He lifted the triangular edge on the back and actually gasped at what he found inside. "NO WAY! WHERE? HOW? JOSH!" was the conglomeration of excited words that spilled out as he removed two tickets to each of the next three home games of the Ice Flyers...the local minor league, pro hockey team. "These aren't cheap! This is just too much, Josh!" Josh simply grinned. Partly because he didn't want to admit that he had gotten them free and have to explain. It might spoil the bigger surprise he planned to drop on Kyle at dinner. Instead, he just looked at him and mumbled, "Nah...not really. Nothing is too much when it comes to you." Kyle acceptingly shook his head; did an air smooch at Josh; and then pushed his gift box to him. "Now yours, baby." While he watched Josh begin to peel off the wrapping paper, he though to himself: 'Damn mind meld strikes again!' The box Josh found under the wrapping was about eight inches square and a little heavy. When he got the top flap open he discovered why. It was full of Hershey Dark kisses. He looked up into Kyle's eyes and asked, "You are trying to turn me into one giant zit, aren't you?" Kyle laughed hard at that one. "Only because I like to pinch you and make you squirt across the room." His hand once again squeezed Josh under the table, but higher up his leg this time, and with a big wink to go along with the comment. Josh burst out laughing at that comeback and then blushed at the shameless way Kyle was strumming the inside of his thigh.. "Dig down in there a little, baby. It isn't all pimple fuel." Josh shot him an, 'Oh what else, you crazy guy?' questioning look, and began to wiggle his fingers between the silver and red wrapped chocolate bites. When they found a couple pieces of slick, thin cardboard; he shot him another look that said, 'You have got to be kidding me!' Kyle only watched as the big smile worked its way across his lover's face as he removed the two, fourth row center, floor seats to the Katy Perry concert in New Orleans next Tuesday night. Josh was speechless and it made Kyle happy since he knew that meant Josh was really, really happy. "Happy Valentine's Day baby" "I love you, Kyle." "I love you too, Josh." He paused only a moment and then pulled one of the plates in front of him and cautioned, "And if we don't get busy, our lunch is going to be stone cold...and I've got to jet for my lab in 15 minutes!" They wolfed down the now lukewarm burgers and wilted fries, and made small talk until Kyle grabbed his books and stood up. "Give me a hug sexy and I'll see you at the house around 3:30 if the traffic isn't backed up any worse than normal on University Parkway." Josh rose and bear-hugged Kyle good. He couldn't help himself as he whispered in Kyle's ear, "Don't blow anything up in lab and come home horny as I am already, studmuffin." They both snickered, and shared a quick, knowing wink before they ran in opposite directions to their next classes. An hour later; while Kyle was only half way through his lab; Josh was slipping another two of the Reese cups onto the front seat of the Hummer before he ran to his own car so he could zip by the dorm and grab the jeans and polo he wanted to wear tonight. He almost wished he hadn't, since he walked in on Ryan...naked and watching a porno on his lap top and taking care of an afternoon boner. * * * * * "GAWD DAMMIT, THOMAS! FUCK YOU! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO FUCKING KNOCK ANYMORE, FAGGOT?" The words screamed from Ryan's lips at the same time his balls gave up the juice and sprayed his naked body that was supine on the bed. Josh had wanted to teasingly laugh as he realized he had popped open the door right in the middle of Ryan's last good yank on his cock; but the vicious words stonewalled the snort at his lips. Ryan had never called him only by his last name before; nor said 'fuck you' and meant it. Those were ignorable, but it was the hateful slur at the end that made his skin crawl. Josh wasn't a big, tough, jock like Ryan tried to play up he was; but he was no pussy, queenie queer either and the initial hilarity of the moment, had now given way to serious anger. Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 14 "Fuck YOU, you homophobic son-of-a-bitch! I may be gay, but am more man than you will EVER grow up to be...AND more woman than your pathetic ass will ever get in bed!" Ryan started to jump to his feet at that one; but quickly thought better as Josh took a step forward, balled his fists at his sides, and declared, "Don't go there, Barone! You don't want to have to explain to the entire dorm and all your jock buddies how... 'a faggot' ...beat you to a bloody pulp!" He inhaled deep and prayed silently that he could back up that threat if he had to. "I'll be out of here before that cum dries on your stomach, dude! JUST CHILL!" "FINE!" was all that Ryan replied with as he used his pillow to cover the spooge on his stomach and now fully deflated cock. He sat like that; cross-legged on the bed keeping his privates hidden like his maiden aunt had walked in on him instead of a college roomie; and shot hateful eyes at Josh's back while he dug in his dresser. The very few minutes it took Josh to find things and jam a few extra changes of clothes in his mesh laundry bag; along with his shorts, uniform shirt, and work sneaks from last night; was just long enough to diffuse the explosive situation. When he turned after grabbing his psych book from the desk, he glanced at Ryan enough to catch a somewhat mellower look on his face. Even though his ears were still burning hot from having Ryan say what he did; the peacemaker inside him, made him stop and turn as he pulled the door open to leave. "Ryan..." he began with a calm but firm voice, "...I will be at Kyle's for a couple days. Maybe we can get together and talk some stuff over; like the men we both are; later this week. There really isn't any reason to be assholes with each other like this." He stood in the doorway hoping for as calm a reply back. Ryan half glared at him, but finally lowered his head in semi-submission as he spoke softly, "Yeah. We really probably should. Text me in a couple days." He started to offer an apology for the unforgivable, nasty dig he had taken at Josh; but could see that he didn't want to get into a big discussion right now either; so he simply swallowed the words and hoped the embarrassed look on his face was enough for now. Josh half smiled back. "Will do dude," was the extent of any more conversation he wanted at the moment. It wasn't because he was still feeling a little hurt; but rather that he was losing valuable time to get to Kyle's and get ready before he got there too. He just pulled the door the rest of the way shut and ran for his car. By the time the black Hummer was being shut off in the driveway an hour later, all of the little details had been completed and Josh was waiting impatiently. * * * * * Kyle's face showed his amusement when he almost stepped on the wrapped Reese cup heart laying on the threshold against the front door. He bent down, picked it up, slipped it in his pocket, and opened the door to find another in the middle of the entry way floor. Before he could stoop to grab that one also, his eyes noticed the next one about five feet away, and another on the carpet just inside the living room another few feet beyond. Stepping through the archway, led his eyes...and his feet...to yet another, and then another. The ongoing long trail of the candy had been distributed in a nonsensical pattern that stretched through the living room, into the kitchen, and were spaced out down the long hallway to the bedrooms. He laughed out loud when he found the final two being held by the stuffed Tigger and Pooh setting next to the closed bedroom door. He picked up the fuzzy animals and the sweet cargo they were holding, and turned the door knob. The room was dark thanks to the vertical blinds being in their closed position on the single large window and the glass door that led to the back deck. A lone, formal dinner style, twelve inch white candle was burning on each night stand, and a second twin set was flickering from the top of the dresser. The four provided just enough light for him to see the white comforter neatly folded down to the foot of the bed. Josh was splayed above it on a fire engine red sheet that was new, and his head was nestled into one of the white satin pillows. The only thing his lover had on was a pair of tighty whities with a giant red heart on the fly. A single white rose was between his teeth. Kyle grinned so wide and let the two stuffed animals, and all the collected candy, drop from his arms and fall to the carpet. He then peeled off his pullover and kicked his shoes from his feet as he took three steps towards the bed. He stopped beside it and began to undo his jeans. His eyes trailed away from Josh's to the strange lump in his briefs as he let the 501's fall to his ankles. 'Has to be the shadows from the candles,' went thru his mind as he slipped into bed with his boyfriend. 'No way he has a hard on that big,' was the thought he had as he gently removed the love flower from Josh's mouth, and replaced it with his moist lips. "You really got me, baby," was what he confessed as they finally broke the kiss. Josh only smiled and let a long "mmmm" escape from his larynx as Kyle caressed his nearly naked, smooth torso. He suggestively pushed Kyle's face down to his chest. Kyle answered silently with a peppering of kisses, licks, and nibbles before burrowing his wet tongue in Josh's innie belly button. He softly moaned another "MMMmmmMMM' as Kyle rubbed his nads thru the white cotton. Josh had intentionally kept his hands blocking Kyle's from his box, and he snickered in his mind when Kyle's mouth moved over the elastic knowing he was headed for more than he knew. Just as he had Josh where he wanted him and was intending to chew a little while on the big bump in his briefs as final foreplay; Kyle's mouth suddenly encountered more than hard, hidden flesh. He took a second quick half bite and heard the strange paper-like rustle in his ears. He was yanking the undies down and sitting up at the same time as he exclaimed, "What in the hell? You didn't? You did!" Josh was laughing almost maniacally as his white tighties hugged his knees and Kyle just stared at the two wrapped Reese cup hearts rubber-banded to his hard cock. "Both your favorite treats in one, Valentine." A seductive lift and wiggle of his hips teased Kyle with the ultimate chocolate and peanut butter lollipop. "You are just so crazy...and I love it...and I love you so much, too." Kyle just kept laughing along with Josh, while he gently freed the candy from his tool and tossed them over his shoulder. "Those I can eat later. I only want one treat right now." Before Josh could reply, Kyle's lips were licking his mushroom. By the time he had most of the silky bone sliding on his tongue, Kyle felt Josh's hand tugging at the leg of his boxer briefs, and he shifted around in the large bed. He continued making oral love to Josh's throbbing rod as his undies were pulled off. Josh's own mouth was soon full also, and Kyle slowly worked his meat against the begging lips. They both knew they had to shower and get dressed for dinner soon, so the late afternoon session was going to be more of a hurried appetizer, than a casually enjoyed main course. Now side-by-side in the classic sixty-nine position, Josh was first to grab double handfuls of butt cheek and pulled Kyle deep into his tonsils. Kyle moaned with a full mouth and teased his middle finger tip against Josh's hot spot. He squirmed back against it and moved one hand to Kyle's shaft. He began a rapid combination of long mouth swallows with his fist pushing and pulling in a wild twisting motion at the same time. Kyle's body went almost rigid as his lover continued to introduce him to yet another new sensation. He returned it by parroting the technique and felt Josh tense up too. They hadn't been together physically for almost thirty-six hours and the tightness of their balls came quickly as the thrusting of their hips increased. Kyle hadn't whacked off that morning, and his long final moan was first as he gave up his dick honey. Josh wasn't far behind. His load had cascaded over Kyle's tongue long before he stopped savoring the taste of his man jam and eventually let loose of the now soft cock in his mouth. Kyle released his own lip lock on Josh's also finally limp tool; but added a quick tongue flick to the now ultra-sensitive tip. They kissed, snowballed, and snuggled quietly together for a few minutes. Josh finally broke the silence with, "I need a Tootsie Pop after that, babe." Kyle grinned at the substitution Josh always used when his former cigarette habit tempted his mind. "And I need a quick shower...wanna join me?" "Sure lover. You know I am always willing to get wet with you." "Well it's almost 5:00, and I want to get to the restaurant a little early, so let's do it and get ready." Kyle slipped from the bed and pulled Josh along to walk into the master bathroom. As the warm water cascaded over them, both the boys smiled to themselves at the surprises they each had planned yet. For once, their mysterious mind meld held back the secrets that they would share soon.