The Barnstable Chronicles: Vic Greenley Comes Home - 13. Enter Hayden Miller

When the elevator door opened, Vic stepped out and just stood in the public waiting area. He couldn’t get Hayden out of his head—not that he minded. Hayden had come into his own over the past year. He had a self-confidence Vic had never noticed before. Although he still wore glasses, he was now wearing those trendy retro glasses that looked like they were from the ’60s.

But the image that he couldn’t shake out of his mind was the image of Hayden sitting in the front row, slumped just enough so he could see the outline of a very large, very hard cock riding down his leg. ‘Jesus, that kid is hung!’ Vic couldn’t get away from the idea of Hayden, the student, and the undercurrent of guilt he was feeling for what he was beginning to feel.

On top of all that, it seemed like Hayden was coming on to him. Not in a slutty way, but a confident, flirty, and yes, even sexy way! Vic smiled as he made his way to the family’s waiting room. When he walked in, he noticed Cam looking at him with a strange look on his face. While he felt he probably knew where the confusion was coming from, Vic realized he needed to fill Cam in on a few things.

He walked over and sat next to me. Sam and Claire were reading and in their own little worlds.

Cam whispered to me, “Dude! Was Hayden Miller hitting on you?”

“I think he was. It was kinda cute, though.”

“But—I don’t know—isn’t that kinda weird for you?”

“Not really. But hey, we can talk about it tonight when we get back to the hotel. What’s the latest on Ian?”

“The docs are pleased with his vitals and progress. They’ve started to ease him off the heavy meds and out of the coma. They’ll know a lot more once that happens. So we just get to hurry up and wait some more, I guess.”

“Any news from the police?”

“Yeah. It was Ian’s asshole father—and he apparently put a bullet in his own fucking head as soon as the truck hit the water. His own fucking father tried to kill Ian. That’s so fucked up.”

“Yeah, Uncle Jack was totally fucked up. I think the thing he hated most in the world was that he could even spawn a gay son. I guess he figured that if he could get rid of his shameful kid, then everything would be right with his world. I feel bad for Dad. It’s gotta be hard on him that his brother did this.”

“Yeah, he was pretty bummed when the cops told us it was his brother who did this. Then he got super pissed, and then Claire talked to him about how they needed to focus on Ian and that they would deal with the other bullshit after Ian was out of danger.”

“Has anyone heard from Aunt Mary yet? Does she know what’s happened?”

“Claire has been trying to reach her. She’s called every number she had and send an email to every possible email address. The cops have been trying to get hold of her, too. They need her to identify and claim the body and all.”

“That’s so fucking ironic. If they find her, I wouldn’t be surprised if she tells them to do whatever they want with his body—I’m sure she wants nothing to do with it.”

Just then, Vic’s phone rang with an incoming call—from Hayden, of course. Vic decided to step out into the hall for a little privacy.

“Hi Hayden, everything okay?”

“Everything’s great! How about with you guys?”

“Things are getting better. They’re starting to bring Ian out of his coma. We’re all happy about that! So what’s up?”

“I was just wondering—ummm—well, I was thinking that—ummm—”

“Hayden, it’s okay. Please don’t be nervous around me. I’m not your teacher anymore, okay?”

“Yeah, I know that—it’s just that—oh, Hell. Would you like to join me for dinner tonight?”

“Oh wow. Getting started on the interview?”

“Well, no. I know I’m bored as fuck all alone in the big bad city, and I was thinking you might like a few hours away from the family and all the crap going on.”

Vic thought about Hayden’s idea for a few seconds. The longer he thought, the more he liked the idea.

“Vic? You still there?”

“Oh! Yeah, sorry—my mind drifted there for a while. Uh, yeah. I think I’d like that—very much!”

“Awesome! Now—one more thing. Hurry—come down to the lobby!”

“What?”

“You heard me! Get down to the lobby!”

“Okay—I’ll be down in a few!”

Vic ended the call and headed to the elevator. When he reached the lobby, Hayden was standing there, grabbed his hand, and led Vic around a couple of corners to a secluded hallway. Once there, he spun Vic around, pushed him against the wall, and kissed him—kissed him hard!

“Hayden! What the—”

“Shhh! That was for the fucking teacher fantasy I had to live with since my Senior year of high school.”

“Wha--?

Hayden kissed him again. This time with a tender passion and a great deal of moaning.

“That was for the Vic Greenley fantasy I’ve had for the last 48 hours. Now our date tonight will be much less awkward.”

“Wow! Who are you, and what did you do with the quiet, shy Hayden Miller I thought I knew? Oh! That’s not necessarily a complaint, mind you!”

“Oh, that Hayden is long gone. I don’t think he’ll be showing up anytime soon!”

Vic looked into Hayden’s eyes, then checked out the rest of his smiling face. He cocked his head.

“Two whole years, huh? You had a student-teacher fantasy for two years?”

“Yeah, I was afraid I was going to rub my dick into nothingness just thinking about you!”

“Hmmm. Interesting—”

Vic then turned Hayden around and pushed him up against the wall. He kissed the shocked boy—deeply and aggressively.

“That’s to show you that I absolutely noticed your little show in the front row of my class—and thought about it quite a bit when I would get home in the evening.

Vic then kissed Hayden a second, matching the tenderness he got from the boy just minutes earlier.

“And that’s for the smile I’ll be wearing the rest of the day until we have our date. Just text me the details, and we’ll make this happen. I do need to get back upstairs—it’s almost time for our next round of visits.”

“Okay, Vic—tonight’s gonna be fucking awesome—I can’t wait!”

“Me either!”

They kissed again, and Vic headed upstairs to join the family, still wearing a grin.

Everyone looked up when he walked in. Sam and Claire returned the smile, as did Cam. Only Cam was giggling and shaking his head as Vic sat down.

“Okay, dude. What happened? Your folks were worried about you, and then you come back in here with this giant shit-eating grin on your face!”

“So that was Hayden—”

“Yeah, I figured.”

“We’re going out to dinner tonight. Nothing too special—just dinner at a nearby restaurant.”

“Good for you! That’s awesome!”

“Oh, it gets better. After I agreed to have dinner with Hayden, he pretty much ordered me to get in the elevator and meet him in the lobby.”

“What? Hayden Miller? No way!”

“Yeah, way! I got down to the lobby, and he dragged me to some secluded corner and kissed the shit outta me. Told me it was for the teacher fantasy he’d had his Senior year. Then he kissed me again and told me it was for the fantasy he’s been having for the last two days.”

“No way! Hayden?”

“Yeah—Hayden—and then I gave what I got—right back to him!”

“Vic Greenley! I’m so fucking proud of you!”

“Language, Cameron!”

“Sorry, Mom!”

The nurse advocate knocked and came into the room to tell us we could all go in and see Ian again. Sam and Claire told Cam and Vic they could do the first round this time. The boys got suited up and walked into Ian’s cubicle. He didn’t look as pale time, but he was still out of it.

Vic sat down next to Ian and held his hand. When he told his cousin he had a date later that evening, Vic swore he could feel Ian squeeze his hand. When Vic told him his date was with Hayden Miller, both he and Cam knew there was a slight smile on Ian’s face.

After some words of encouragement, Vic told Ian he would leave so he and Cam could have some time alone. Vic kissed Ian on the forehead, told him how much he was loved, and left the room.

When he walked back into the waiting room, he still had a smile on his face. Claire patted the cushion on the sofa she was sitting on and asked him to have a seat.

“Vic, did I hear you have a date tonight?”

“Yeah. Never saw it coming, either.”

“Well, I just want you to know your father and I think it’s wonderful. And we all know that Ian would kill you if you felt any kind of guilt for going out and having a good time.”

“I know, Mom. And I don’t feel any guilt about that—not really. But I am having a hard time dealing with one thing.”

“So let's talk about it—that’s one of the things moms are good for, you know.”

“He’s a former student of mine. He graduated at the end of my first year. It just feels a little weird.”

“Son, don’t forget when you started teaching at the high school, you weren’t much older than the students you were teaching. So the age difference shouldn’t be much at all when you think about it.”

“Yeah, I get that.”

“And the keyword is that he’s a former student. There’s absolutely nothing scandalous or indecent about a date.”

“I know. You’re right.”

“So, what’s the real problem?”

“He’s so different from Andy, or even Gavin. He’s probably the last person I would have asked out on a date.”

“So he asked you out? Don’t you think he was a little nervous about that, you being his former teacher and all?”

“Yeah, I kinda felt like he was.”

“So let me share a little of my personal experience with you. When your father asked me out on our first date, I was in shock. He was so different from any of the other boys I had gone out with—and definitely nothing like any boyfriend I had had before.”

“Really? But you and Dad are soooo perfect together!”

“Yes, we are! But I didn’t see that in the beginning. So I want to share a little relationship wisdom with you. Never compare the person you’re with to the people you have been with in the past. It’s not fair to either of you. Be in the moment—and who knows? You may just stumble upon the person you are meant to be with for a long, long time.”

“You know—it’s Hayden Miller, the reporter from the Patriot.”

“Oh! He’s adorable! And now that you mention it, he looks like he has it pretty bad for the handsome History teacher!”

“Yeah, he does.” Vic giggled and blushed as he looked down at the floor.

“And how does the handsome history teacher feel?”

“Surprised. Flattered. Nervous. Excited. Hopeful—you know—typical first date feelings.”

“So why don’t you go back to the hotel and relax. Take a nice, long shower. And get ready to have a wonderful time. It’s been over two years since Andy. It’s time you open your eyes—and your heart—to all the possibilities that are out there for you.”

Sam, who had been on the phone and his computer during the conversation, put his phone down on the table and just said, “Listen to your mother, Vic. She knows what she’s talking about.”

“You’re okay with this, then?”

“Son, it’s a date. I don’t think he’s going to propose to you before dessert!”

“Okay! Okay! I’m going to go get ready then!”

Vic got up and walked toward the door. He turned around just as he reached it. “You know—I really did hit the parent lottery jackpot. I love you guys so much. You’ll never know how much your support means to me!”

He walked back to his parents and kissed each of them on the cheek, telling them he loved them. He then walked out of the waiting room just as Nurse Black told Sam and Claire they could get suited up for their visit.

Vic walked across the street to the hotel. When he got up to the room he shared with Cam, he stripped down and headed to the bathroom for a nice, hot, and relaxing shower.

Once the water was where he liked it, he stepped in and let the hot water flow over his body. Vic loved how the water had such a relaxing effect on him. He chuckled when he realized he was still smiling. Vic was surprised that Hayden Miller had such an impact on him.

He thought back to looking into the boy’s eyes and seeing the sparkle and happiness in them. He thought about the kisses, and his hand naturally went to his growing cock. He thought back to the first time he noticed Hayden’s huge cock while standing in front of his class.

Vic then thought back to the time Hayden tried out for the swim team. While Hayden was easily one of the worst swimmers he had ever seen, he remembered walking up to him and thanking him for trying out. Vic also remembered the considerable bulge in his swim trunks. He remembered wondering what kind of disaster would have taken place had Hayden actually had worn Speedos.

Vic pictured Hayden’s mop of curly brown hair, his green eyes, his smile, his lean and smooth body, his cock. Oh God, that cock. He imagined it without the cover of a swimsuit or jeans. He imagined it in his mouth, in his hand, in his—Bam!

Vic blew a considerable nut across the tiled wall. He was shocked at how much there was until he realized that it had been four days since he’d nutted. He let his load down the drain, washed his hair, cleaned his body, and turned off the water. As he was drying off, he heard his phone chime out in the living room.

Vic continued drying off as he walked out to his phone. It was a text from Hayden.

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: getting an uber. meet u in front of hotel at 7. u good with italian?

UTSWIMVIC: hey! sounds great! dress code?

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: business casual

UTSWIMVIC: perfect! can’t wait!

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: ditto

UTSWIMVIC: btw, still smiling

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: hehe me2

UTSWIMVIC: hope to kiss again. Just sayin’

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: definitely gonna happen hehe

UTSWIMVIC: gonna take nap so u don’t wear me out

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: good plan. wish I could join u

UTSWIMVIC: prolly wouldn’t nap much then hehe

NEWSBOYHAYDEN: prolly. kk. gonna nap too. cya soon!

UTSWIMVIC: ciao.

 

Journal Entry - 8/10/17

Hayden. Fucking. Miller. It’s 1:00 a.m., and I can’t remember being this happy in a long, long time. And can that boy kiss!

Hayden was waiting for me in front of the hotel got down to the lobby. We took the Uber to an excellent Italian restaurant called Stella. As soon as we walked in, I knew we were in for a great night. At least half the people there were same-sex couples. The rest of the people didn’t even bat an eye as we walked past them, holding hands.

It’s kinda funny how I was the nervous one. Hayden was all about this new confidence, and whenever he saw signs of me being on edge, he would take my hand, rub his thumb over the back of it, and smile at me.

The food was excellent, too! We shared a Caesar salad, and Hayden ordered a bottle of Pinot Noir. I had Pappardelle Bolognese, and Hayden chose the Shrimp Scampi. We shared a tiramisu for dessert, and Hayden paid the entire bill.

I tried to split it with him, but he was pretty damned adamant that this was his date. He let me know that I could pay when I asked him out on a date.

That’s when he looked at me with the most intense gaze, he smiled, and his beautiful green eyes sparkled. “Please, let there be a next time?”

I told him I hoped there would be more than one “next time” just as the waiter brought the credit card folder back to Hayden.

The conversation during dinner was typical first date stuff—NOT! He told me about his high school crush and how that crush turned into love during the swim tryouts. He said that when I went to him to let him know that he hadn’t made the team but thanked him for trying out, I had put my hand on his bare shoulder and squeezed it. That was the only physical contact he and I have ever had until this afternoon.

When I asked him why he tried out for the team, Hayden blushed as he told me that he was hoping and praying that he would see me in a Speedo. It was great to be able to laugh with him.

After dinner, we went to a sidewalk bistro and had a couple of café mochas while we talked more. Hayden told me that he had only been with one other boy—from a school in Hyannis. They had met at a regional meeting of school newspaper kids. He said they did a lot of kissing and fooling around and that the physical part of things only got to the oral stage. Then he asked about my past.

Well, I was kinda embarrassed that I had a lot more experience. But I told him about Gavin and Andy but decided not to tell him about my time with Hunter. I didn’t think that was something for a first date—and I didn’t want him to think I was a total slut!

At about eleven, Hayden called the Uber, and we headed back to the hotel. We held hands the entire way back. I invited him to come back up with me, but we had to be quiet since Cam would be asleep in the bedroom. He agreed and sent the car off.

We got up to the room, and I quietly shut the door to the bedroom. Cam was snoring softly, so I knew he was dead to the world. Hayden and I spent the next hour on the sofa kissing and making out. He said that was all he wanted to do tonight—especially with Cam asleep in the next room.

Jesus! Let me just say that Hayden Miller has the biggest cock I’ve ever felt. I didn’t get to see it yet, but I sure as Hell felt it as he would press his body against mine. He certainly became familiar with mine, too.

As things were winding down, Hayden gave me a beautiful and tender kiss. He pulled away, and I noticed tears welling up in his eyes. When I asked him what was wrong, he told me that he had been dreaming of this night for almost four years. He never thought it would ever happen, and now that it has, he was totally in love with me.

I told him how sweet it was to hear that and that I only got to know him again over the last couple of days, but I was definitely heading in that direction. I pulled him into me and let him rest his head on my chest.

He told me he never expected me to have feelings for him. He said we were such opposites that he knew deep down there was no way I could ever feel the same for him. I could feel the tears falling on my shirt, so I placed my hand on his head and slowly twirled my fingers through his hair.

I told him that I just had the most beautiful date that I can remember. In fact, it was actually the first REAL date in years. I loved getting to know him, and I totally loved kissing him. Then I told him that my favorite part about all this was that we WERE so different.

He looked at me and told me I was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. And then he said to look at him. He said he was just a desperate, nerdy geek.

I held his face in my hands and wiped the tears away with my thumbs. I thanked him for the compliment and told him that it meant so much more to me, having come from him. And then I told him I was cool with his being a bit of a nerd, but he was also the sweetest, kindest, cutest, sexiest nerd I’ve ever seen.

He sighed and smiled, saying something about how he hopes he doesn’t wake up from this dream. He grabbed his phone and called for an Uber. We both got up and adjusted our rather hard cocks, and I walked him down to the lobby to wait for his car.

The guy behind the desk smiled at us as we walked out of the elevator holding hands. Hayden smiled back. We took a seat, and I told Hayden that I had to head back to Barnstable the day after tomorrow to get ready to start the new school year.

He offered to drive me back but said we really had to do the interview the next day or so since the paper paid for our dinner. I told him we could find a quiet place at the hospital sometime in the afternoon. I also told him that I would grill some steaks for dinner once we got back.

His car arrived, and I gave him a light kiss and thanked him for one of the nicest nights I’d had in a long, long time. He pulled back and looked at me. He just mouthed the word “wow” and turned to get into his car. As I headed back to the elevator, the guy behind the desk blurted out, "You guys are so damned cute together!" All I could do was thank him and smile.

So I’m sitting here writing in my journal at 1:00 in the morning—and I’ve got this huge-ass grin on my face.

It was about 8:00 in the morning when all Hell broke loose in the room. Cam’s parents arrived with baby Eli in tow. Vic hopped out of bed, threw on some clothes, and walked out to the living room.

When Vic walked out of the bedroom, the first thing he saw was Cam holding his son, telling the baby how much he missed him. Eli was waving his arms around—babbling away—happy to see his daddy again.

Vic went downstairs with Cam’s father and helped bring up the rest of Eli’s things. It looks like the boys have a new roomie. Vic was cool with that as he adored the little boy as much as anyone else in the family.

Once everything was settled, Vic’s Mom had begun making breakfast for the entire gang. Soon, everyone was enjoying the wonderful smell of eggs, bacon, and sausage links.

After breakfast, everyone showered, dressed, and was soon on the way to the hospital. Vic noticed that Cam was happier than he’d been now that he had his little boy strapped to his chest.

The Greenley’s and Franklin’s walked into the lobby, and Cam nudged Vic with his elbow when he saw a smiling Hayden sitting in the lobby. Vic walked over to the adorable nerdy boy.

“Hey, handsome. Did you sleep well?”

Hayden pulled Vic close to him and whispered, “Only after relieving myself a couple of times—then I slept like a baby. You?”

“Best sleep I’ve had in ages. Come with me.”

Vic led Hayden over to the families and introduced him. “Guys, this is Hayden Miller. He’s interviewing me today for the Patriot. And we had our first—of many—dates last night.”

Claire walked up to Hayden with a big smile and outstretched arms. “It’s so nice to meet you, Hayden!” She leaned in a whispered in his ear, “You dear boy—I don’t know how I can thank you enough—I’ve not seen my son this happy in years. I hope he makes you happy, too.”

Hayden leaned in a whispered back, “You have no idea how happy, Mrs. Greenley. You have no idea!”

Vic and Hayden took up the rear of the crowd and happily waited for the next elevator as the rest of the family made their way upstairs.

The boys stood to face each other, looking into each other’s eyes, when Hayden quietly said, “I love you, Vic. Dammit to Hell, I just can’t help it.”

“I know, Hayden. And I promise I’m getting closer every minute I spend with you!”

The elevator opened, and the boys stepped on to join the rest of the group. They were all about getting ready to see Ian and were excited as he seemed to be getting close to awake. The nurse advocate suggested that Cam go last so he could take the baby in, but they needed to figure a way to get the baby suited up.

Hayden was in awe of this remarkable family. He was amazed at how well they all would just work together to get things done. He could see how everyone had everyone else’s back. He both envied and longed for that kind of interaction with the people in his life.

Once Vic had finished his visit, Nurse Black had arranged for Hayden and him to use the adjoining private waiting room for the interview.

As soon as the boys were left alone, they dove for each other, covering their faces with kisses, moans, and giggles. “Stop! Stop! Vic! We have to get this done! And I have to be back on the Cape for a staff meeting this afternoon.”

“Aww, I guess I can have someone else drive me back tomorrow.”

“Oh, Hell no, jock boy! I’m coming back to pick you up. Nothing’s gonna keep me from that! Hell! I get to bring Vic Greenley home! I can’t think of very many people who get to say that, ya know!”

“You are such a goof, nerd boy! Don’t make that face—you’re my nerd boy—my sweet and sexy nerd boy! Now, set up your shit so we can get this interview done. Then we can make out a little bit more!”

“Yes! I do like the way you think!”

The interview was both thorough and turned out to be a great release for Vic. He told Hayden about the harrowing helicopter flight and gave him some background on his Uncle Jack and Aunt Mary. He shared a couple of fun stories about baby Eli and what it was like to win the NCAA championships.

Hayden was thrilled that he would be able to write a story that other news outlets may also pick up. It would mean great kudos for him and the local paper, as well.

When they finished the interview, they spent a few minutes on the sofa with their faces locked together. After several minutes, the boys’ faces were flushed with excitement, and their breathing was rapid.

“God, I love kissing you, Hayden. It’s like I can feel everything you are feeling. You just open your heart to me. It’s an amazing feeling on this side of things!”

“I still can’t believe my dreams are actually coming true. You are everything I’ve ever wanted or hoped for in a man! It boggles my mind to think about what will happen should we decide to move on to the next step. I mean—only if that’s something you want! I don’t want to pressure you!”

Vic took Hayden's hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. “I hope this answers your questions, Hayden. I do want to see where all this leads—and I have a feeling both of us are going to be very happy on this journey.”

Vic kissed Hayden again and told him he should be getting on his way so he wouldn’t be late for his meeting. Hayden really didn’t want to leave but knew Vic was right. They stood up and straightened themselves out. Vic walked Hayden to the elevator and hugged him once more as the elevator doors opened.

When Vic returned to the waiting room, he thought there was a party going on. He found out that Ian came out of his coma when Eli had been carried into the room. He also found out that Cam had proposed to Ian the day before, and his first word spoken to Cam was “Yes.”

The doctors wanted to keep Ian in ICU at least one more day, and then he would be moved into a private room. Vic felt a sense of relief and much less guilty about going back to the Cape to start back at work—and exploring things with Hayden, of course.

Vic’s next visits with Ian were filled with questions and laughter about his new dating life. Ian remembered Hayden as the shy, nerdy, smart boy. Vic made sure Ian’s opinion was changed by sharing some of the details of their date and interview.

The next afternoon, Hayden met Vic in the waiting room after he visited with Ian. Hayden was a little overwhelmed with the way Vic’s family immediately made him feel like a part of the group. Claire told him that anyone who could make her son as happy as he had, he had no choice but to be a part of the family.

She also insisted that Hayden call her Claire and Vic’s dad Sam. While all this made Hayden feel on top of the world, he also felt some sadness that his family essentially ignored him.

When Hayden came out to his family during his senior year of high school, they didn’t disown him or even say hurtful things. In some ways, it was worse than that. They began to slowly stop their interaction with their eldest son and immediately gave that attention to his sister. But now—he was actually hopeful and looking forward to a future with this new and amazing family.

Hayden helped Vic move his things downstairs and into the back of his Prius. Before long, they were on speeding down Pilgrim’s Highway and on their way home. As they drove into Barnstable, Vic was a little confused because it seemed like Hayden was heading to the high school instead of his house.

“What’s going on, Hayden? Where are we going?”

Hayden had a smirk on his face as he answered, “You’ll see. Just go with it. I promise you are going to love the Hell out of it!”

“Okay then—you’re the driver!”

Hayden pulled into the empty parking lot of the high school and looked at Vic. He seemed to be nervous all of a sudden when, out of the blue, he said, “You look like you could use a ride home, Mr. Greenley. I’ll be happy to drive you!”

“What the fuck? And why are you calling me Mr. Greenley all of a—”

At that moment, Vic realized Hayden was diving into some role-play. Weird as it was to Vic, it was also kinda hot. He admitted to himself that he’d had more than a few fantasies about some of the boys that have walked into his classroom—even jerked off to images of their naked bodies that he would catch glimpses of in the locker room. But he also had to admit that Hayden Miller was never part of those fantasies—well, except for the glimpses of that monster dick, which he noticed was once again hard as a rock.

“Well, Hayden. It looks like something has come up all of a sudden.”

Hayden took Vic’s left hand and started moving it over to his crotch. “You can touch it if you like. I’ll never tell any of the other kids.”

“I don’t think I should, Hayden. You’re one of my students.”

“Why don’t you let me decide the boundaries here, Greenley. It will be so much easier.” And with that, he placed Vic’s open hand on his hard cock.

“Oh, that feels so good, Greenley!”

“Y-Yes, it does.”

Before long, Hayden was pulling into the driveway of Vic’s house.

“We’re here, Mr. Greenley. I sure am glad I stayed late so I could work on the school paper. Otherwise, you would have been stuck at the high school with your broken-down car.”

“Umm, yeah. I’m glad you were there, too. But how did you know where I lived?”

“Barnstable’s a small town. It wasn’t hard to figure out.”

“Umm, would you like to come in for a drink or something?”

“Sure, but I really need to use the restroom, if that’s okay.”

“Of course, come on in.”

Vic led his “student” through the side door and into the kitchen. He then showed him where the bathroom was. “Would you like a soda? Juice? Water?”

“Water will be fine, Mr. Greenley.”

Vic grabbed a couple of water bottles and set them on the counter. He then stepped out of the kitchen and looked down at the end of the hall where Hayden, with the bathroom door opened, had fished out his huge, hard cock and stood at the toilet, stroking it. ‘Holy fuck, this boy had a big cock!’ was all Vic could think to himself.

“I-is everything okay, Hayden?”

“Couldn’t be better, Mr. Greenley. But it sure is hard to pee. Maybe I need some help.”

Vic had no idea how he ended up in the bathroom so quickly. He didn’t remember walking. He didn’t remember running either. He was just there before he knew it, standing behind his suddenly naked and incredibly sexy “student.” Vic wrapped his arms around Hayden and rubbed his hands up and down the boy’s smooth chest and taut abs.

Hayden turned around in Vic’s arms and started to unbutton his shirt, kissing his chest and abs as they were exposed. “I’ve been dreaming about this for so long, Mr. Greenley. You are the hottest teacher I’ve ever had.” When he pulled off Vic’s shirt, he added, “This is even hotter than I ever imagined, Mr. Greenley.”

He started sucking and chewing on Vic’s nipples, and he could do nothing but throw his head back and moan. “Does that feel good, Mr. Greenley? Am I doing okay?”

“Oh, God! Yes, Hayden. So much more than okay.”

“Good, let me know if I’m doing things right. I’ve never done this before.”

Vic thought, ‘Holy shit! Now he’s adding the virgin angle to his role-playing. This boy is goooooood!’

“Oh, Hayden!” Vic put Hayden’s head in his hands and leaned in for a kiss. His lips were so soft, yet at the same time, there was an animalistic lack of control. Hayden opened Vic’s mouth and invaded it with his talented tongue, while at the same time, he was undoing the buttons on his “teacher’s” 501s, which soon ended up on the floor.

“I need to take a shower, Hayden. I got all hot and sweaty working on my car and need to clean up.”

“Okay, Mr. Greenley. But you might need some help—washing your back and all.”

“I think that’s a wonderful idea, Hayden. You’ve already been so helpful. Why stop now?”

“Exactly, Mr. Greenley. Exactly”

Vic got the water nice and warm and guided Hayden into the shower in front of him. He turned the boy around and ground his pulsing cock into Hayden’s monster as they kissed deeply. It wasn’t long before Vic kissed his boy down his neck, onto his pecs and already hard nipples. He then kissed down Hayden’s hairless abs and knelt to the shower floor.

Vic had never seen a cock like this, not even online! He was able to grab it from the base with one fist, followed by another right next to it. He still had a good two or three inches exposed, which soon disappeared into his mouth.

Hayden was literally shaking from head to foot as Vic worked his tongue, lips, and fists up and down the gigantic pole. Hayden was one horny fucker! He didn’t even last three minutes before he was pumping shot after shot of cum down Vic’s throat.

After Hayden calmed down a bit, Vic stood up and kissed him again, letting him taste the remains of his hot load.

“Vic, no matter what happens for the rest of my life, this will be one of those days I’ll never forget. Oh, and that little teacher fantasy is done. I’ll never have to do that again. I’m sorry if I made you feel—”

“Whoa there, hot stuff! That was kinda kinky—and fun as fuck! I hope you’ll consider it again. I have a few ideas of my own!”

“But now, will you take me to your bed and make love to me? I need to feel you inside me more than you could ever imagine.” Hayden kissed Vic again, and both marveled at the intensity and passion—and the fact that Hayden’s cock was still as hard as a rock.

Vic had been raised to be a good host, so how could he turn down a request like that? They finished their shower and dried each other off, spending a little more time on each other’s sexy parts than the rest of their bodies. When they stepped out of the bathroom, Vic scooped Hayden up in his arms and carried him into the master suite, laying him across the top of the king-sized bed.

Perhaps the thing that surprised Vic the most was that “quiet” Hayden Miller was loud as fuck in bed. It seemed like his entire body was one gigantic hot-spot. No matter where he placed a kiss or a nibble, Hayden would moan and writhe on the bed. However, when Vic threw Hayden’s slender legs to his chest and planted his face in the smooth, hairless ass in front of him—the boy screamed in ecstasy. After only about five minutes of some very intense rimming, Hayden was begging—quite loudly—for Vic to fuck him.

Vic reached for the lube in his nightstand and coated Hayden’s hole and his own throbbing cock. Hayden’s cock was flowing a steady stream of sweet boy juice, and Vic scooped up as much as he could and added it to his cock. Vic placed his cock at the ready for entry and propped himself over Hayden. “How about I make love to you this time. I want our first time to be special, Hayden.”

Vic smiled when he saw the look on Hayden’s face. The smile was so pure. So genuine. So were the tears welling up in his eyes. Vic began kissing him again as he eased into his incredibly tight ass. The tightest ass He’d ever felt.

Vic talked Hayden through the whole process of opening up. Incredibly, Hayden never asked Vic to stop or slow down. He had the cutest little whimper when things got a little tight. But when Vic brushed across Hayden’s prostate with the head of his cock, his entire body actually lifted off the bed.

Of course, it didn’t take long for Hayden’s monster cock to let go of another gigantic load, hands-free—and the contractions of his incredibly tight ass caused Vic’s load to plant deep inside his boy’s body. When they were done, and back on the planet, It was impossible to tell who was wearing the biggest grin.

“Hayden, thank you for making me happier than I’ve been in years. Thank you for being at the hospital. Thank you for being the sexiest boy I’ve ever made love to.”

“Oh my God, Vic. I need to thank you. Starting with those kisses the other day and everything that has happened yesterday and today—all of it—every bit of it was like my first. My first meaningful kiss—my first real blowjob—my first shower with a hot man—but most of all—this was the first time every one of my dreams turned out even better than I had imagined. Vic, this was my first time making love. No matter what happens in my life, you will be the one. You will be my first for so many special things.”

The boys cleaned up, and Vic took Hayden’s hand and led him out to the hot tub, picking up the bottled waters he had placed on the island a while back.

“How private is your backyard?”

“Completely private—except for the bedroom upstairs in the house next door. But that belongs to Perry—who is in New York getting a law degree—with my best friend, Hunter.

The boys relaxed for about thirty minutes in the hot tub when Hayden’s stomach growled.

“Why don’t we make a quick trip to the store and pick up a couple of steaks. We’ll grill them and have a nice dinner. You can stay the night, can’t you?”

“Hmmm, let me see? I could go back to my tiny one-bedroom garage apartment, or I could stay here in this beautiful home with an even more beautiful man. Tough choice, but I think I’ll risk it and stay here tonight.”

They kissed and stepped out of the tub. The boys dried each other off and gathered their clothes that were strewn all over the guest bath. They hopped into the Prius and headed to the store to do their shopping.

When they returned to the house, they gathered Vic’s belongings plus—surprise!—Hayden’s bag, which he just so happened to have packed.

After dinner, the boys settled in the living room, and Vic pulled up Netflix. Hayden had never seen Queer as Folk, so they decided that would be a nice binge-watch over the next several weeks.

After the second episode, Hayden asked, “Vic—will you make love to me again?”

Vic turned off the television, turned off the lights, and locked up the house. He took Hayden into his bedroom, and the two of them made sweet, slow, passionate love for the next hour.

As they were settling down in each other’s arms, Hayden lifted his head off Vic’s chest and said, “Thank you for making this the most amazing day I’ve ever had, Vic. I do love you.”

Hayden kissed Vic, and after they ended the kiss, Vic added the icing to the cake. “I love you, Hayden. You have brought so much happiness to my life, how can I not love you? I can’t wait to see where we go from here!”

The boys shifted into a spoon, and both had silent tears of happiness flowing from their eyes. Vic’s last thought before falling asleep was how nice it was to have someone amazing to share his life with again.