"Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Tom
asked as he stared at the bulge in Jake's trousers when Jake opened
the door.
"It's not a banana," laughed Jake putting his hand over his mouth and
thrusting his hips forward.
"How about an appetizer before our date," Tom said pushing Jake back
into his apartment. Tom dropped to his knees and unzipped Jake's fly.
He pulled out his cock and started giving a blow job.
Mike's mind was reeling. How could Tom be gay? His buddy sure did
know how to suck cock. Mike's and Jake's eyes rolled back in his head
as Jake blew his load. Mike glanced down at Jake's limp hairless cock
and was startled to see a familiar golden blond pubic hair growing out
of Jake's dark crotch.
"So what's the big secret you've been keeping me in suspense about all
week?" Jake asked. Mike remembered conversations with Tom going back
weeks. No wonder Tom had wanted to go into that shop, he had a
liaison lined up with Jakey boy. Jake was legally in the country on a
student visa, but he wanted to be a citizen, and Tom said there was a
way Jake could become a US born citizen. That didn't make sense, but
somehow Mike believed Tom could do it - or Jake had believed.
Memories were so confusing.
"You are what you eat, and tonight none of that vegetarian Indian crap
for you. Tonight I've got your dining experience all planned out.
For starters coconut shrimp appetizers, crab salad, then prime rib.
And for dessert chocolate mousse cake and bananas foster."
Hey, thought Mike that's my signature meal. Prime Rib with baked
potato and spinach and carrots.
"What no veggies at all?"
"Oh, you'll get potato, carrots and spinach. It's an all American
meal, and you'll be my all-American boyfriend in nothing flat."
"THat's too much food!"
"You'd be surprised how much you can eat."
Tom came up behind Jake, and pulled up Jake's zipper while pressing
his own erection against Jake's butt crack. Then Tom kissed him behind
the ear. Mike freaked. Just a week ago he had told Tom in the locker
room how Christy had kissed him behind the ear and he'd nearly blown
his load. It was one of his secret erogenous spots.
"Hey, Jake, still got Mike's wallet from this afternoon?" Tom asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Cause his spare apartment key is in there, and I figured you might
like me to shag you in his bed after dinner."
"Kinky, Jock boy, kinky! You always have man sex in your team mates
beds? What if he's there?"
"Nah, Mike's in a better place now," Tom said with an evil wink.
Mike suddenly connected the dots. Years ago he'd caught Tom looking at
him wrong, but Tom had talked his way out of it. Then today at the
store. Tom had handed Mike the Yellow Wet Suit. The weird thing was
there were no tags on that suit.
"Oh, thanks for the banana this afternoon, Tom," Jake said.
"You're welcome. You need your potassium levels maintained," Tom
laughed, "Now let's get going."