Date: Tue, 2 Nov 1999 03:48:33 EST
From: ncduffer@hotmail.com
Subject: Love on the Links chapter 6

Ok, so I realize many of you had to go back and read the
preceding chapters b/c it's been SOOOOO long since the last one
came out you forgot all about what happened.  Once again, I
apologize for the delay, but we all know I'd be lying if I said
it will probably NEVER happen again  (hehe)  so, anyway, I'm sure
no one is even reading this part, so I'm gonna get to the
disclaimer:

This story is completely fiction, as in, none of it's true.  This
story is about 2 boys finding each other and making LOVE,
therefore, If the laws where you live say you can't read this,
don't read it.  Well, if you do read it, don't get caught.  That
being said, enjoy :)		ncduffer@hotmail.com
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I sat in that shower for nearly 20 minutes, and soon the water
started to turn cold. I quickly realized the storm that was about
to hit; Jack would be here in just a short while. I toweled off
and put on my boxers. I walked into my room and hit random on the
cd player. Pink Floyd came up, and ironically, "Comfortably Numb"
came through the speakers. I chuckled to myself at the irony of
the song; I had just gotten so used to not feeling anymore, that
I was now truly comfortable with it. The happiness of those days
had long faded, now they were only memories of better times.
Life's a funny thing, it seems the more you try to pull yourself
out of a slump, the more it knocks you back down. I finally just
said screw it all, put on some adidas warmup pants and a
teeshirt. Who did I have to impress these days, anyway? As I
sulked down the stairs towards the kitchen, I heard the voice.

"Thanks Mrs. Parker, I did my best, but it just wasn't good
enough today. We'll get em next year I guess."

Sigh, I could just sit on these stairs all night and listen to
his sweet voice. I don't care what he talks about, just as long
as he keeps talking. I decided to just bite the bullet, though,
and get it over with.

"Wow, mom, this smells GREAT!" I feigned happiness as I added,
hoping to appear as almost an afterthought, "oh yeah, hey Jack."

"What's up, man" Jack replied, "you played great today."

"Thanks, you did too," I said.

An awkward silence fell upon the room after that, which was
interrupted by the whistle of a boiling kettle. We both kind of
jumped; it jolted us back to reality.

"William, why don't you take your father and Mr. Stewart some tea
out on the deck?" my mom asked. I grabbed two glasses and headed
outside with Jack in tow. Dinner was soon ready, and we all
settled down and ate. I of course just picked at my food, but I
was surprised to see Jack doing the same. This kid was normally a
food disposal, he usually packed it away. Tonight, though, he
just nibbled.

"Jackson, son, you need to eat," his mom scolded. "I swear, Jack
hasn't touched solid food for over a week. I think some girl's
got him heartbroken."

My mom just looked at me, and I could see the gears spinning. She
just smiled and offered some witty remark. She kept eye contact
with me the rest of dinner, though, as if to say, "What an
interestingly odd coincidence." God, how do mom's DO that? I just
became terribly interested in my plate, and avoided looking
anyone directly in the eye for the rest of dinner. Soon, the men
headed downstairs for cigars and bourbon, and the women had wine
after they tidied up the leftovers and put everything away. Jack
and I went upstairs to the tv room in between mine and James'
room. We sat on opposite ends of the couch and flipped on the tv.
We sat there in silence for about 20 minutes, neither of us
mustering up the courage to say anything. I finally broke down.

"I got a cool cd the other day," I said. "It's this band called
Oleander. It kicks a lot of ass. You can borrow it if you want."

"Cool, I'll have to check it out," he responded.

Another awkward silence followed.

Finally, I'd had enough. I've let my pride rule me for too long
now. If he wasn't big enough to talk to me, I was gonna show all
my cards. He's worth fighting for; WE'RE worth fighting for,
dammit. If that means I have to swallow the pride and go for
broke, then dammit, I'm gonna do it.

"Jack, I'm really sorry, you know," I offered.

"Man, can we just not get into this?" he said.

"No, we are gonna get into this, because I think I've suffered
long enough," I said, self-righteous anger flushing my cheeks.

"Suffered? SUFFERED?" he mocked. "You don't know what suffering
is, pal, not till an entire school hates you for something you've
got absolutely NO control over."

"But don't you SEE Jack?? I'm willing to endure that, if only for
the mere chance, just the chance, for you to love me the way you
used to," I said, hot tears filling my eyes.

"God, is that what you think? That I've stopped loving you?" Jack
asked in pure disbelief. "William Joseph Parker, for God's sake,
there's NOTHING you could EVER do to make me stop loving you,"
Jack replied as tears streamed down his face. "I just can't live
in a place that hates me because I love you. That's why it was so
important for me to keep this under wraps. When you deliberately
went and shared US with someone, after I begged you not to, God,
William, I just freaked out and panicked, I guess."

"But what about Stacey?" I mumbled, feeling little better than
dirt at this point.

"Jesus, Will, like I said, I panicked. I grabbed the first girl I
could think of, and went into hyper-hetero mode. Will, trust me,
the pain I've gone through, I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy,
much less my soul-mate. When I wanted you to keep us a secret, it
wasn't for me. I can handle it because I've been down that road
before. I did it because the thought of your friends scornfully
laughing at you kills me. When you hurt, I feel it just as
strongly as if it were me. And if your childhood friends turned
on you and made you feel ashamed of a beautiful thing that you
should be able to be PROUD of, I would absolutely just die."

"God, Jack, I'm so sorry," I whispered as I buried my face in my
hands. I collapsed and sobbed uncontrollably, unable to stop or
even contain my shame and remorse.

"Shh, baby, shh, it's ok," Jack said as he pulled me into his
chest, wrapping his arms around me. I tearfully unloaded on him,
all the anguish of the past two weeks, all the lonely nights, the
unreturned phone calls, the disses at school, everything. I clung
to him as if he were a life vest in the middle of the Atlantic
Ocean. After a while, I was all cried out, and Jack pulled my
face up so our eyes met.

"Are we cool?" I feebly whispered.

"Yeah, baby, we're cool," Jack answered as he leaned forward and
kissed me softly on the lips. I let out this jagged sigh, like
I'd just been revived from drowning.

"God, Jack, do you know how afraid I was I would never get to
experience that ever again?" I asked.

"There was never any doubt in my mind, kid," Jack answered as he
smiled at me. God, that smile.

"Oh yeah, well what was that about being so lovesick you couldn't
eat, mister?" I asked.

Jack just laughed as he said, "well, ok, maybe I was a little
worried. I just kept the faith, I guess."

I just snuggled up to Jack as he held me tenderly in his arms. He
started playing with my hair, twirling it through his fingers,
and I let out this long sigh. It felt so good to be here again,
in this place with Jack; there were finally no more walls between
us. At long last, I could drop my defenses and let my guard down.
I was finally home. I closed my eyes and fought the waves of
sleep that were rushing up around me. Jack continued to stroke my
hair as he hummed some song in my ear. I could really care less
what it was he was singing; the only thing that mattered was that
he was singing it to me.

"I love you Jack," I whispered.

"Will, I love you too," Jack answered in a wispy rasp. I looked
up at his angelic face to see it stained with new tears.

"What's the matter baby?" I asked, seriously concerned at his
melancholy display of emotion.

"I was just thinking about the hell you must have gone through
when you saw Stacey sitting on my lap," Jack said. "I was going
to try to explain it to you in PE that day, but coach said you
signed out earlier that morning. God, Will, I'm so sorry for
being such an asshole," Jack said as silent tears glided down his
smooth cheeks.

I reached up and put my hand behind his neck and pulled his face
towards mine. "I'll say 'I forgive you' the best way I know how,"
I said.

I leaned up and our lips connected for a kiss that sent shivers
throughout my entire body. It was like I was kissing him all over
again for the first time. I felt the skin rise up all over my
body as goosebumps spread from my arms to the tips of my toes. I
slid my tongue in Jack's mouth and found his warm tongue eager
for my touch. It had been too long, we were both seriously
deprived of physical attention. It felt like I'd been in a desert
for the past two weeks, and had now found an oasis. I sucked on
Jack's bottom lip, and got a passionate moan from him. We broke
our lock breathlessly, as we both knew what we needed to do.

"Now?" I panted.

"Now," Jack answered.

We sprinted off the couch into my room and onto my bed. As
clothes started flying off, my passion re-ignited. I can't
believe how many days I had laid in this bed wondering if I would
ever be in it with Jack again. Now that it was finally happening,
I had a hard time believing it was true. Jack and I were
undressing each other piece by piece, urgently, as though
clothing would kill us if they were on one second longer.

I pulled Jack on top of me, smothering him with kisses of
passion. As our naked young bodies ground together, they created
a rhythm that only served as high octane sexual fuel, propelling
us further and faster. Jack moved his kisses down to my earlobe,
and started sucking on my earlobe. I moaned out his name, and
told him to never stop. I scratched my fingernails lightly down
his back until his soft cheeks were in my hands. I gently
squeezed them and massaged them in my hands.

Jack took his right hand, grabbed my left hand and put it to his
face. He gently stuck my left middle finger in his mouth and
sucked it. I don't think I've ever felt so erotic in my whole
life. He then took my finger out of his mouth and guided my hand
back to his tight pucker. As I touched the pink little ring, the
tiny hairs on his neck stood up and he shivered with delight. I
gently slid my wet finger inside his hole and he clamped down
tightly. I quickly pulled it out of him.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"God no, it just overwhelms me so much that I'm pretty much
unable to move," Jack said. "You just hit something inside me
that makes me feel so sexy, I mean that literally and
figuratively," Jack said as we both cracked up. "Come here baby,
let me make up for some lost time," he said as he slid his mouth
over the head of my throbbing cock.

"Oh God Jack, I've missed you so much," I breathlessly whispered
as he manipulated me with his mouth. He hasn't lost his expert
touch, I thought as he quickly brought me to the edge. He could
tell I was close, so he backed off a little. He started kissing
his way southward, until he was at the entrance of my virgin
hole. He put my thighs up on his shoulders, which lifted my hips
just enough for him to have complete access to me. He spread my
cheeks apart and slowly stuck out his tongue. When it connected
with my pucker, I arched my back so rigidly, I thought I might
crack my spine. That was such an electrifying jolt, I felt like
I'd just been hooked up to a generator or something. He kept
using his tongue to caress the entire circumference of my hole.
He finally pushed his tongue inside and I thought I was going to
explode from the inside.

"Make love to me Jack, right here, right now," I panted. "I'm
begging you, please take me. Take everything I am, it's always
been yours, just please, give yourself to me right now."

"Ok, baby," Jack said. "I always hoped our first time would be
something like this. I just can't believe how much I love you. If
you want me to stop at any point, just say so, ok?"

"Just hurry Jack, I just don't think I can stand it much longer
without feeling you inside me."

Jack positioned himself at the entrance of my hole and steadied
himself. He slightly pushed and I felt like my whole spine was on
fire. I tightened up and winced, and he quickly pulled out.

"No, Jack, don't do that," I said, "just please keep going."

He lined himself back up, and pushed a little more. This time it
hurt a little less, and he was able to inch forward inside me. I
just tried to breathe and relax and let Jack keep filling me with
his love. Soon, he had entered me completely, and I just held him
around his waist.

"Kiss me, Jack," I said.

He passionately obeyed, and buried his tongue in my mouth. He
started a slow rhythm of pulling out, and then tenderly pushing
back in. Any pain that I had felt before was now a fleeting
memory as thousands of nerve endings were exploding in my groin.
Jack had lit my fuse, and now an explosion was gonna blow soon. I
grabbed onto Jack's ass and wrapped my legs around him. We
started to get rougher, as our rhythm became jagged, and our
breathing became quick gasps and pants. Jack dove down on my neck
and started sucking and nibbling on my tender flesh. The shivers
that went down my spine mixed with the fire that was raging in my
bowels to create the biggest orgasmic explosion I've ever
experienced. Involuntarily, I moaned out Jack's name as my hole
constricted around him, swirling his swollen cock around in my
warm insides. As I felt wave after wave of cum erupt from my
body, I felt an equally intense explosion inside me. Jack arched
his back and moaned out loud as he buried himself inside me for
one last deep thrust. I felt my whole insides being coated with
his boiling cum.

He collapsed on top of me, and we both had to literally make
ourselves breathe. We were both so emotionally and physically
spent, we couldn't even find the words to describe what we had
just experienced. He soon softened and slipped out of me, and the
minute he did I already missed him. When he was inside me, for
that briefest of moments, I felt complete. Now a part of me was
missing that only he could fill. He looked down at me, and as I
met his eyes, I knew in my heart that there would never be
another time when we would ever be apart.

"I love you Jackson," I whispered.
"I love you too, Will. For now, and for all time," Jack said.
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Well, what did you guys think?  Was it worth the wait?  I hope
so.  I must say that I had fun writing this chapter.  Hope you
guys had fun reading it :)   OH!  And happy halloween!  Oh yeah,
check out my homepage, too, I've put some new sections on there.
http://ncduffer.tripod.com

ok, kids, take care and until next time,  Duffer