Date: Sun, 3 Sep 2006 18:13:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dan R <danrl1099@yahoo.com>
Subject: Me and Justin chapter 5

The emotions were running through me when I got home.  I couldn't believe
that Jason and Sam were doing that.  I guess I thought the only two guys in
the world who were gay were me and Justin.  Who, ever since sports has
started, it seemed like we hadn't seen each other forever, which was true.
We would see each other in school and stuff, but we couldn't really do
anything together there.

It was a Saturday as I remember and my mom answered the phone and she
yelled out it was for me.  So I said, Hello?  It was Jason.  He wanted to
know if I wanted to finish our match this afternoon down at Sunrise.  Which
was the Jr. High school which was close for both of us.  I was in dreamland
but I figured out a way to say yes.  It was a nice day, like 60 degrees and
a little sun.  Perfect for tennis in Minnesota.  I got there early and
practiced against the wall.  I only lived a few blocks from there.  He got
dropped off by his dad in a super nice car.  I can't remember what it was,
but it was a rich guys car.  He lived about a mile away from me, across
from the golf course.  I had already worked up a sweat from practicing and
stuff so I had my shirt off.  I was in super good shape then.  I was still
kindoff skinny, but I didn't have an ounce of fat on me.  Plus I was
working out so I looked really good, well at least I thought so.  It's
funny to think now, but I played tennis that day with no shirt, shorts that
were super short and tight and socks that barely covered my feet.  The
outline of my dick was super easy to see, but that is what we wore then.

When Jason got there and we talked about this and that and our match the
other day and stuff, I asked him, Jason, how is Sam doing?  (I wanted to
get into his head a little bit).  He was like Sam?  I said, Sam, from the
tennis team.  I thought you two were close, like really good friends and
stuff.  He told me, ooohhh Sam.  Were not really close.  I laughed, but I
knew that he was thinking that I knew something.

We played a fun match.  He eventually won, but I put up a really good
fight.  I was proud of myself.  We split the first two sets and he won the
third.  When we were done with it, we were sitting next to each other
leaning against the net and he told me that I was the toughest opponent he
had faced this year.  He was sick of me digging for every ball and every
point.  He called me a gnat!  We were sitting together and I decided to
keep asking him about Sam.  He was getting frustrated with my questions
about him.  But I think he figured out that I knew something for sure.

Right when I was going to make a move, his Dad showed up to pick him up.  I
think that Jason knew I was going to ask about at that time, but his dad
seemed pretty strict and stuff, so he grabbed his stuff and went over to
the car.  But before he went past the gate, he asked me if I wanted to come
over to his house next weekend to sleep over and to play tennis.  I asked
him, where are we going to play tennis, there isn't any courts over there,
he told me they had one in his backyard.  I was super excited.  I said yes,
for sure, definitely, lets do it...


---I know this is going a little slow right now, but hang with me.  It gets
good...

To be continued...