Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2007 23:48:51 +0200
From: Chaim B. <bchaim@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jan and Jonathan (part 1)

Jan and Jonathan
Part 1

(M/t, oral)

by Chaim (bchaim)
bchaim@hotmail.com

Amsterdam (the Netherlands), April 2007

The following story is totally fiction! It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between a innocent submissive teen and a dominant Man.
If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not
allowed to read the story, don't read on. It's up to you!
In the world of this story, the characters don't always use condoms. Make
sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a
condom.

English is not my mother tongue, sorry for any mistakes!

Reactions on this story are very welcome!
bchaim@hotmail.com

This work is copyrighted by the author © 2007. Please don't remove my author
information or make any changes to this story. You may post this story
freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial
sites. You are the moral obligation to let me know if my story is published
somewhere. Thanks!
Chaim.

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In all chapters:
Jonathan, 14, young and learning
Jan, 22, Jonathan's `teacher'
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Jan and Jonathan

Jonathan was born and raised in the very old University town Utrecht (in the
middle Netherlands). Every summer since he could remember, he spent much
time with his friends at `de Plassen' (`the Lakes'), a lake area close to
his home town. After all his school life it was great for Jonathan to be
there with his friends, especially at the beaches. Although Jonathan was
pretty close with all his buddies, he was very sure that none of them knew
that he secretly started to fantasy about most of them. It was something he
never let anyone of them know nor his own parents. He was pretty good at
playing it straight, being 14 life was complicated; like all his friends he
talked about girls.
Jonathan was a good looking boy, but he looked somewhat young compared to
his friends.
Jonathan had long blond hair and sparking blue eyes, a still smooth body,
but he was in shape and he thought he had a handsome face. He did a lot of
swimming, cycling and jogging to get himself in even better shape.
Some of his close friends looked already like real teens, getting bigger,
they got hair at the right places; the least Jonathan could do was make
himself look like them, he wanted his body firm. It was a pity his mirror
just reflected just a handsome boy, not the big teen he wanted to be.
He heard some rumors about the nude beach at the far end of `the lakes' was
also a gay cruising area. Jonathan didn't pay much attention, he dreamed
about teens and man, but it didn't cross his mind to get active. He cycled
there, like everyone. Deep inside he knew he was gay, that was it. A strange
weird feeling, he couldn't give a place.

Right after Jonathan turned 14, one morning, he was cycling around `The
Lakes' on his own, in just a pair of trainers, sweat socks, a white-red FC
Utrecht cotton shirt and a pair of skin tight black cycling shorts.

There was always a single older guy jogging, about this time early, every
morning. He always slowed down, smiled and said,
`Hello jongen!'(hey boy)
as he passed. Sure enough, only this time he stopped, smiled as Jonathan had
to stop for a fallen oak tree. They made some conversation about the warm
weather, the storm of yesterday, the stupid climate change.
The man was very tall, very tall. He was masculine, good-looking, very lean
and muscular, probably in his early twenties. He asked Jonathan with a
smile,
"You are always such an early bird?"

Jonathan looked somewhat secretly at his great muscular body and was
impressed and he said,
"No, sir, normally I come later with my friends to swim, but I like to cycle
alone in the morning. This morning I was early and decided to go for a ride
around `the Lakes'."

The man smiled and asked Jonathan,
"You want to jog with me for awhile?"

Jonathan thought about his surprisingly question. It was a strange the man
asked him this, at the other hand a good idea, strange enough it gave him a
warm feeling, he liked the man.
Jonathan locked his bicycle and thought to himself,
`Why not? The man is kind and it is a warm sunny day and I like the
company.'
In a way Jonathan felt honored his handsome and strong man asked him and
soon they went off. The man did the most of the talking, Jonathan listened
mostly. The man did ask Jonathan a few questions and made compliments about
his jogging style as they jogged side by side for awhile,
"What is your age son?"

Jan smiled to him, but was afraid he was too young to be good company for
this handsome and strong man,
"I'm 14, sir."

The man nodded his head,
"Nice age! Do you have a name?"

"Jonathan, sir."
The man told Jonathan,
"I'm Jan, nice to meet you. Just call me Jan, that will do."

Jonathan didn't dare to ask him for his age, he just jogged next to this
giant of muscles. Eventually the man, Jan, asked where Jonathan lived and
they lived very close, in a residential area close to `the Lakes'.
Jan asked if he was going to High School. Jonathan told him he had to do
grade two at High School (gymnasium/Dutch system) after the summer and was
living at home with his parents and his younger brother Samuel. Jan seemed
really interested in carrying on a regular conversation with the young teen
and Jonathan was flattered. Jan told him he was a coach/teacher at a local
High school, Jonathan wished he could be his Ph teacher... After about an hour
of jogging, they circled back to the end of the track and they stopped. They
looked at each other.
Man and boy both stood there, breathing hard, although Jonathan knew it was
easier for his new manly friend, he was really doing this track without
problems. They both were wet, sweat was dripping off their red faces as Jan
pointed up to an apartment building they were facing.
Jan smiled at little Jonathan,
"I live here boy, looks like you could use a cold drink too, it is
exceptionally
warm this morning. It's already 11 am. Come on up and I'll fix us right up
with a cold one."

Without a second thought, Jonathan followed him up, looking and the man's
firm butt in his red running shorts and sweat soaked blue sweatshirt. They
went right into his luxury apartment. Jonathan walked behind him into the
kitchen and Jan stood there smiling at him, he produced a couple of beers
from the refrigerator.
"Sorry kid, only got beer and cola, Okay? One beer will not kill you; Real
Dutch Heineken, the good stuff! Have a seat and relax."

Jan slowly took off his sweat soaked blue sweatshirt and put it on the
kitchen table. He just kicked his Adidas trainers to a corner, removed his
white little socks and his manly aroma filled the kitchen. The smell headed
right into Jonathan's nose and took a direct route to his brain and his
defenses lowered. Jonathan looked him over, trying to be discrete, he
admired his new friend's strong body. Jan, by his part, obviously sensed his
young admiration and excitement.
Jan was tall and handsome, his light brown tan was great, rippled with
powerful muscles and had a simple little dragon tattoo on his powerful right
bicep; his torso was smooth only covered with some black hairs between his
little red nipples. Tuffs of little black hairs protruded from each of his
armpits and just some little black hairs circled his belly button and the
black hairs ran down to below the waistband of his red running shorts.
It was so awesome for Jonathan, as the men in his intellectual family and
most of his friends were all averaged built and didn't work out. Nobody was
muscled this way! Nobody showed real muscles and nobody cared. The little
hair they did have was so light blond it was barely noticeable. Jonathan was
strangely confused about his own body. He was able to mumble, a little bit
shocked by his own words,
"Wow Jan, you have a nice tattoo, a real dragon? I like your the little
dragon on your right arm. And you have great muscles on your body!"

Jan smiled, relaxed he put a big hand on Jonathan's shoulder,
"Thanks, Jonathan, you have a nice body yourself, don't be shy about your
feelings, please just tell me what you think."

Jonathan found himself staring at Jan, especially his wash board abs. It was
so strange, his young brain couldn't understand, but it gave Jonathan a
great secure feeling to be close to such a powerful man. This guy was
obviously seriously into athletics, working out, paying attention to his
well developed body; still his power wasn't scary, it felt good and
protective to him.
Jan followed Jonathan's sparking blue eyes on his huge body and smiled at
the boy, he flexed his great muscles for him like a real body builder.
Jonathan looked at the man, Jan, dressed only in his red running shorts as
Jan showed him his trained muscles; Jonathan loved it!
The dragon tattoo showed his flames...

Jan's entire body was glistening of sweat, which made it even more
spectacular in Jonathan's eyes. Jonathan always liked the smell of man,
never really knew why, the smell of older teens in the locker-room after
their Ph class, but that manly smell always was great to his senses. The
sweat coming off this powerful strong man, his new friend Jan, was almost
visible, intoxicating to him. Jonathan felt a slight stirring in his groin
as he sat on a kitchen chair looking up at Jan, sitting at his table,
drinking a beer like a grown up.
Jan filled in his deeper thoughts,
"Yeah boy, I work out a lot to keep in shape, jog every morning now, use my
private gym. It is important to have a good and healthy body. But it is
strange, lonesome if you have no sparing-partner. You, Jonathan have a nice
young body too, it was great jogging with you. Maybe we can work out
together."

Jonathan nodded his head and murmured a `thanks', sat there in the man's
kitchen watching him, while Jan was talking to him non stop about muscles,
six-packs and techniques to work out. Jonathan liked to his offer to work
out together, nodded his blond head eagerly but couldn't react as
spontaneous and eager, as he wanted.
Jonathan no sooner finished the beer and Jan placed another in front of the
young teen, feeling a little bit guilty, he knew Jonathan admired his strong
body and was lost in his own thoughts. To get the young teen back to reality
he said,
"Drink up, sunny boy, one more to loosen you up a bit, you need it. You
worked up quite a sweat too."

Soon Jonathan was on his second Heineken. Jan was still walking around the
kitchen, cleaning, showing off his handsome powerful body to eager Jonathan.
The boy was talking (the beer gave him the guts to ask questions himself)
and listening to this handsome man. Jonathan watched, with his blue eyes
following him, he looked intensively at Jan's great body. Jan walked around,
very aware he was watched all the time by this cute young teen. Jan had his
own thoughts. Jan was horny himself, sometimes cupped and scratched his
large balls and crotch in his red running shorts, sometimes lifting the legs
of his running shorts, showing his white jock altogether with his hairy
strong legs to the young teen. Jonathan was lost in his thoughts and eager
admiration. He never thought he could be attractive for a giant like Jan.
Jonathan could tell by the outline of Jan's massive cock, Jan was getting
hard, he never saw this before! He saw hard cocks on the Internet, looked at
his own little member, but this was so different!
He swallowed hard, but he tried not to stare. Jan just kept circling around
the young teen, rubbing now his flat stomach, sometimes readjusting his
large equipment.
Jan was really sporting a nice bulge that Jonathan couldn't resist; deep
inside he knew he wanted to see and feel it, Jan's cock! But that was a
impossible secret dream. He felt the strange effect it had to his own young
teen body, he was getting so horny. Being horny for this huge man made him
shy, insecure.
Jonathan wanted to go home, to jack his little teen cock, to have a
wonderful orgasm in privacy of his room.
Why not?
Jonathan couldn't keep his blue eyes from the outline of Jan's man cock
behind the cotton of Jan's red shorts. He wanted the real thing! Wow, this
was so great and strange at the same time. Jonathan took a deep breath and
pushed his chair back (exposing himself that way) and wanted Jan to sit with
him. Jan didn't, he just stood there with his back against the kitchen sink.
The musky aroma, Jan was giving off and watching his hard muscles flex, the
handsome man, made Jonathan's young teen cock stirring in his skin-tight
cycling shorts and soon his boy cock was tenting.
`Fuck!'
Jonathan wanted Jan's big hands on his hot smooth skin, but he couldn't ask
for that. Jonathan wanted to touch Jan's hard chest, his belly, oh no! No
way he could ask for that!
All kind of impossible dreams crossed his young horny mind.

Jonathan was getting very turned on watching Jan walking nearly naked around
in the kitchen. That second Heineken had him very relaxed.
Jonathan's blue eyes continued to follow Jan around and he felt a warm surge
spread inside Lycra of his black cycling shorts. Shit!
Without even realizing what he was doing, Jonathan's hand covered his own
crotch and he quite innocently started to squeeze and fondle himself. He
just thought about Jan's constant talking, his nice words about working out
together, his nice smiles, those white teeth flashing and Jan's compact
muscles flexing had him.
Jan obviously noticed and he gave him a knowing smile,
"Relax boy, we are friends and you have holiday, enjoy your day. I will keep
you for lunch, you have to eat something before you go back home. You have
to make a call to your parents?"

Jan looked down at the `little' boy and noticed his still red and sweat
covered face and made his jump,
"Hey boy, relax, I will make love to you; that's the worst thing, what can
happen. We are just two man here in my house, how about taking off that
tight FC Utrecht shirt and getting more comfortable, you must be burning up
in there after that second beer!"

Jan walked behind the young teen, his Jonathan, in his eyes still a boy, and
slowly and kindly lifted him from the kitchen chair onto his feet and had
his shirt up and off in one quick move. Jonathan didn't make any protests
and was very cooperative; stretched his tiny arms above his head.
Strong Jan smiled at little Jonathan in front of him this way, admired his
smooth armpits, his white smooth torso and the hard contrast to Jonathan's
black skin tight cycling shorts.
Jan moved his large hands down, touched Jonathan's smooth teen boy chest and
started to stroke his little sensitive nipples. He played with Jonathan's
nipples till the teen couldn't hold it.
Jonathan shivered under his touch and couldn't help himself, he groaned. Jan
played with his little red nipples, making them hard and standing out. Jan's
hand moved over Jonathan's smooth body, he stroked his warm sweat covered
skin and loved Jonathan's reactions. The young teen just stood there in
silence, accepting everything, loving all the attention, with a dreamy look
on his handsome face.

Jan loved it, he wanted to take good care of this cute little man, his
handsome Jonathan. It was so good to feel Jonathan's smooth and soft skin!
Great! Jonathan accepted all in an active way, he pressed his chest and
nipples forward to meet Jan's playing hands on his little teen body.
Jonathan couldn't come back to reality, this was his secret dream!

Jan whispered to Jonathan,
"There, that's better, now we are both equal, naked, both in our shorts. You
have a nice body, love, I love to touch it, my boy!"

Jonathan's face turned even redder, this was the best compliment ever!
Nobody ever praised his little teen body this way, nobody ever offered to
touch him. He still worried about his tenting little cock. Jan continued,
reading his thoughts,
"Hey, what's this? What do we have down here, my boy? Don't be shy about
your little cock, all boys and man have erections, you are a good young
friend, you have a little cock, so what? That can't be a problem, you have
to learn to love it."

Jan grabbed Jonathan gentle by his crotch and had his hand around his young
little teen cock in a split second,
"Feel it, don't fight it!"

Jan stroked Jonathan boy's cock with his large hand inside his black tight
cycling shorts. Jonathan had to fight his surprise and shock, nobody touched
his teen cock this way! Oh, fuck, he needed this!
In reflex he spread his smooth legs to give Jan even better access, he
wanted to be touched!
After a while Jan simply grabbed Jonathan around the waist and spun him
around, so his crotch touched against Jonathan's butt. Jonathan could feel
his huge boner against his slightly covered butt!
Jan pushed his hard cock against his back, his butt. Jan never let go of his
young hard cock and Jonathan sighted,
"Mmmmmm."

They stood there, suddenly Jonathan realized what was going on, this was
much more, this wasn't just a horny dream in his single bed, this was more.
Jonathan managed to say,
"Jan, don't do this to me! You can't touch me there! I don't know, it isn't
good. Let's be friends, you can't hold my cock this way."

Despite his own words Jonathan groaned with lust, his blue eyes showed all.
Jan just smiled at him,
"Don't act like a little boy, you're not a little boy anymore. I tell you,
in reality, you need this! You looked at me all the time and got a boner.
Great! Something be proud about, Jonathan, I like your body, you like mine.
You want to fight your own feelings?
You want to fight me? Go ahead, I love to fight you, to wrestle you down!"

Finally Jonathan showed his hesitation, he thought Jan wanted to fight, his
own feelings...  putting up some resistance; he really wanted to submit to
this handsome man, but although Jonathan knew he was no match for this
powerful strong man (he didn't wanted that) he would fight.
Jonathan didn't run away nor took his shirt, so half hearted, nearly
playfully he went over to Jan and kicked him into his muscled stomach. The
first kick was nothing, he want to show he was at 14, a young man and tried
to push all his power into his slamming fist. He had to do so! He had to
show he resisted his own horny feelings.
Jan took it, but the power overwhelmed him. One second Jan thought about the
option to give Jonathan a little gut punch. In stead of that Jan stroked
Jonathan's long blond hair and whispered,
"That's my boy, do it."

Jonathan pushed his fist one more time in his belly,
"I can't"

"It's okay, my boy."
Jan just took Jonathan in his big arms after some kids blows, Jonathan's
fist hit him, but he didn't care nor felt it really. His state of mind hit
him. The young teen was still kicking his six-pack, caring, soft blow after
blow, protesting with a weird smile on his face, fighting him for his own
self-respect,
"You can't do this to me."

"Don't"
Jan hold him simply onto his naked broad chest, pressing Jonathan against
his powerful muscles,
"Yeah, little Jonathan, I got the message. You can relax now, it will be
good for both of us."

Jan stroked him, kissed his red cheeks, took Jonathan like a little boy from
his kitchen down a hall into a room he had all set up as a gym. It was the
room were he always worked out.
Jonathan thought in a flash that he was more excited than scared.

Jan dropped him gentle to the soft floor, took Jonathan's tiny arms and
slowly placed Jonathan strongly onto his feet, like a little soldier,
`parade rest', putting his arms behind his back. Jonathan dared, with
pleading blue eyes,
"You will never see me naked!"

"I will, believe me. Just because you want it, need it. I want to see you
naked, feel your body all the way, we need that."
Immediately Jan took Jonathan, stripped him of all the clothing left, shoes
and white socks, watch, leaving them on the floor. Jonathan made some
protest,
"No, I can't be naked with you. I'm just a boy, a little teen. You will hate
my little cock, don't make it worse."
as Jan took the waistband of his black cycling shorts,
"Boy, oh, boy, Yeah you are so cute and handsome, stop doing this to
yourself. You have a great body, nothing wrong with that! It is my honor you
will let me do this to you. Fill your brain with some pride and
self-esteem."

One of Jonathan's black shorts legs was up and Jan knelt on the floor in
front of his cute Jonathan, placing his strong hand on the bare warm flesh,
Jonathan's skin,
"Can I touch your beautiful jewels?"

Jonathan nodded his head, unable to speak.
Jan let his hand lightly brush Jonathan's now firm smooth teenage chest, he
stroked it,
"You are so beautiful, Jonathan."

Jan let his hand glide down the tight little stomach,
"Wow, you are the best!"

Jonathan bowed his head, his blond headed to the floor.
A single finger followed the wispy fair blond hairs around his little belly
button that led to his small hard cock. Slowly Jan ran his fingers up his
smooth leg, moved it up to the soft warm skin of Jonathan's thigh.
Jonathan shivered with anticipation and opened his legs wider to allow Jan
better access, the teen whispered,
"Oh, yeah!"

Jan's finger tips felt the softness of Jonathan's black cycling shorts and
within the smooth skin of his little teen balls. With his other hand Jan
felt the young teen boner inside the black shorts, a great hard shaft
against his warm open palm and he squeezed it softly before reaching up the
waistband again.
Jonathan groaned,
"Please do it, whatever... Jan, just do it, please."

Jan moved the waistband slowly down. The top of the black cycling shorts
went down a bit and Jan, totally aroused by the swelling inside the young
teen's shorts, found his evidence of even more pleasures yet to come;
Jonathan's nearly smooth teen cock.
"Jonathan, you are beautiful!"

Jan felt the erect young cock under the black Lycra shorts and it was close
to his face. Jan smelled his teen and slowly moved down and he opened his
mouth, his tongue tasted the erotic mix of soft black fabric, still warm
from their jogging, boy sex and a hint of sweat.
Jan opened his mouth wide and took hold of as much as he could of his young
teen's boner. Jonathan moaned,
"Oh, yeah, do whatever you want."

With his right hand Jan grasped his boy's balls, softly wrapped as they were
inside the clinging Lycra and he fondled Jonathan's balls gently as he
licked the material until it was transparent. Slowly Jan started to remove
the black shorts down over Jonathan's hips, easing the waist band over the
head of his erect teen cock.
Once free the shaft sprang upwards, the now exposed glans shiny with his own
spittle, a small drop of clear liquid forming at the top.
Gently with the tip of his tongue, Jan tasted the nectar and he traced the
vein which ran down the underside of Jonathan's shaft. This young teen boy
was the real heaven!
Jonathan shivered at the intense feeling! He wasn't able to say a word, a
groan escaped from his lips, he groaned,
"Please."

Jan's hand cupped Jonathan's smooth ball sack and crept its way underneath,
his fingers inching along the super sensitive area of the teen's tender skin
between the underside of Jonathan's smooth balls and the cleft of his, oh
so, hidden little ass. Jan's middle finger found and pierced his ass hole
gentle, the hole that led to delight!
Jan groaned,
"I want you!"

"I want you too.."
Jonathan's cock twitched and Jan took the tip of the head inside his wet
warm mouth. It felt warm and smooth and Jan opened his mouth further letting
his lips slide down the full length of Jonathan's cock, towards the point
where the soft little hairs sprouted at the base, his tongue massaging the
young teen's cock head, winding itself round the cute young boner.
Jan moaned with pleasure, began to move his head and body up and down,
transfixed as he put one the finger up the centre of his being, Jonathan's
still virgin ass.

Jonathan was sliding his young little cock in and out of Jan's open and
willing mouth thrusting it in a steady but increasing rhythm.
Jonathan panted and gasped as Jan was able to fit even more of his young
teen cock deeper inside, his little cock going further and further back into
Jan's throat with each trust,
"Oh!"

They both loved it!
"I will cum!"

"Do it!"
Jonathan's balls were against Jan's chin and the little soft hair around the
base of his cock was pressing against his nose,
"Yeah!"

Jonathan threw his head back, his long blond hair at his back, his mouth
wide open,
"I'm going to cum,"

"No... Yes, Yeah!"
Jonathan cried out, nearly cried and once again began thrusting in and out,
"Jan!"

Jan suddenly felt his young virgin cock jerk and begin to pulse. Jan sucked
even more fiercely and Jonathan let out a loud groan,
"Oh, help me!
JAN!"

Jonathan was holding Jan's head where it was, so his pulsing load shot deep
into his mouth and throat. Jan liked, loved that and took his young load, he
took it all the way and swallowed, taking Jonathan's fresh young load.

"Oh... no, no, no, sorry."
Jonathan cried out, tears were running over his handsome face. He, little
Jonathan shot his teen load inside this big man's, Jan's mouth! He did!
Jan hold his boy tight in his strong arms, he took care, hold his boy close
in all the emotions, who hit Jonathan.
"Don't worry, boy, you are my boy. I love you."

"Shhhhhh..."
Jan let Jonathan whisper against his chest muscles', holding him tight.
Jonathan licked his skin. He moved the shaking boy and looked him in his
blue eyes, kissed him on his cheeks and nose,
"Thanks! You are the best!"

Jan took Jonathan's little still wet boner in his hand and stroked it
gentle, it got hard again and he stroked it now firmly. Drops of Jonathan's
watery pre-cum were flying around.
Jan smiled at Jonathan, he was falling in love with this cute horny little
guy and Jonathan was in love with his powerful friend;
one big, one little; now one!
"Wow, my boy, that was great! You have a great little teen cock, it was
great to taste you! You gave me a great load! Don't feel bad, I swallowed
your cum, it was the best taste ever!"

Jonathan looked at Jan and felt confused, strange.
Jan continued,
"You were the best suck I ever had. Well, to be honest, the first and only!
I just want to tell you, I love you!
You, Jonathan, are Great; just have some nice little crotch hairs, it's so
good to feel them, you are so beautiful, sweet Jonathan. You think my body
is great, you're better!
I love to see young teens and I found one, a cute beautiful man called
Jonathan, my boy.
You can see, it excites me, look at my shorts, I nearly came with you. But
believe me there is more as sex in this world.
You like me to touch you, isn't it? We can touch each other. Touch me!
It is a shame your cock was already so hard, I will love to play with your
delicate foreskin. That will come later, believe me, we get much better
action, I will show you all the way."

Suddenly Jonathan felt little, dropped down, just a little boy, he wanted to
go home! He cried and tears dropped from his eyes, he nearly shouted,
"Jan, please hold me!"

Jan pressed Jonathan against his huge chest again, gentle holding him close
with one powerful arm.
"Oh my G-D, I'm so rude to you."

Jan's other hand stroked Jonathan's back, caring, lovingly, with great
respect.
"You want to stop, little one? You can go, you can stay, if you wish, I'm
sorry I did upset you. I think I love you!"

Jonathan shook his head, he didn't want to go home, he needed Jan's big arm
around his little teen body. He simply didn't know what he wanted. He felt
stupid, great and so damn little.
Without thinking and despite his mixture of feelings, Jonathan's hands went
over his smooth body.
Jonathan touched Jan's tanned skin, his hard body,
"Jan, you really mean that, I mean honestly, you like me?"

His whole body blushed in shame, he showed this man, he was so horny, he
came deep inside Jan's mouth, now he was begging for more. Jan's answer was
as simple as direct,
"Jonathan, I love you!"

"Jan, I love you too!"
They shared their real first kiss. Lips brought to lips; it was a flash,
Jonathan shivered, was lost. Nobody kissed him this way; sun and moon,
two exceptional lovers.
Kissing
hugging;
Two bodies pressed together
Sharing a deep kiss!
They went both naked to the kitchen again. Jan gently pushed him into a
chair and started to cook their lunch. Jonathan watched him, his hero, still
nearly naked and after a deep silence the started to talk.
Jonathan told Jan about his strange mixture of feelings, his loneliness,
even his pride.
Jan told him about his sexual feelings, wanting to have a kid around.
They touched each other with peace and respect.

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