Date: 9 Aug 2000 04:05:31 -0000
From: Mikey <mikey@maileditor.com>
Subject: Jordan's Story - 5

Author's note: Hey, you found this story in the Nifty gay archive site, so
you ought to know that it contains graphic adult male-male sex.  Hopefully,
it also has a story you will like.  If you aren't supposed to read this
stuff, please don't.  Otherwise, Enjoy.  Fantasies don't need protection,
real life does.  Play it safe.  Mikey

***


Back to School


Jordan sprinted up the dirt driveway as soon as he caught sight of Nate's
truck.  Nate had been gone for almost two weeks now on a cross-country
haul.  Nate lived in an apartment in town when he was home.  So his visits
were to be fully enjoyed whenever he was here.

He paused briefly at the gate to throw a stick for the two dogs that rushed
out to greet him.  The third was not far behind.  Who knows where the other
one was.  Probably hiding beneath the shed after digging up most of the
carrots in the garden yesterday.  For some absolutely incomprehensible
doggy reason, it had chewed them to tiny orange shreds.  They almost had
dog stew for dinner that night.  Brad had been livid.  His gourmet baby
carrots.

Here came the last and smallest dog.  Jordan felt his normal confusion when
he looked at Heinz.  'I still can't figure out how a dachshund and a German
Shepard had managed that.  The stubby mutt's parents must have been awfully
determined.  He is too.  That's okay.  He's one of Nate's strays, just like
me.'  Jordan laughed as the furry animal galumphed after the stick he
threw.  Most days, he played with the dogs for a while after he got home
from school.

But now he had more important things to do.  Nate was home.  He couldn't
wait to tell him his news.  He dashed into the kitchen and skidded to a
halt in front of the three big men sitting at the table.

"Nate!  You're back!"  He shouted happily.

Nate grinned with that wonderful smile of his.  "Yeah, I noticed.  How's
school going?  I hear that you made the varsity team right off the bat."

Jordan nodded and blurted out, "We got our report cards today!"

Sheriff Blackmon, Nate's father, chuckled, "I guess by that announcement
that we aren't going to have to get a warrant to search your bag for your
grades, son."

Brad, Nate's older, and bigger, much bigger, brother snorted.  "I still
don't think that warrant was valid."  He grumbled.

Jordan dropped his backpack and pulled out the envelope addressed to his
temporary guardian, the Sheriff.  He waited impatiently as the burly man
slowly opened it and read it without expression, then handed it to Brad,
and then to Nate.  The boy fidgeted as the three men stared at him.  Nate
broke first.

"Way to go!  Honor Roll!  And this from a kid who told us he ought to drop
out because he was too dumb to finish school."

"Aw Nate, that's not fair."  Jordan groaned.  He ducked Brad's heavy arm as
it aimed a gentle blow at his back.  It had taken weeks, but Jordan had
finally stopped flinching at the playful rough housing that Nate and his
brothers continually engaged in.

"Good job, kid."  Brad said.

The Sheriff smiled last.  "Okay Jordan.  Well done."  Then he turned
serious.  "The boys and I were just talking.  I got news a while back that
Smith was arrested, and charged with molesting you while you were a minor.
Trial is set to start in a few weeks.  You're only eighteen.  It will be
fairly automatic with the witnesses that saw you two that day, but they
want you to come testify."

Jordan froze and turned pale.  How could he stand up in public and tell
everyone what they had made him do?  Nate started to rise, but sat down
again as his father pressed a thick hand on his shoulder.

Jordan swallowed painfully.  "Do I have to get on the stand and tell, tell
everyone what I did?"

The Sheriff nodded.  "It would help convict him.  But we can probably get
the court cleared of everyone except the jury since you were still a minor
when he started."

Jordan met Nate's eyes.  Nate knew everything that he had done.  He had
told him the first night they met, and the older man was his friend anyway.
'More than a friend, once,' he amended, remembering the night of steamy sex
they had shared.  'Only once.  So far.  But I am going to change that.'

"Yes sir."  The teenager nodded.  He would do what he had to.

The Sheriff cleared his throat again.  "Jordan, the bad news is that your
father escaped and has not been caught yet.  We don't think that he knows
where you are, but it would not take too much to find out.  You need to be
alert."

Jordan paled in alarm.  He had knocked his vicious and abusive father
unconscious when the man had tried to rape him while drunk.  He did not
ever want to get in his clutches again.  "Yes sir."

The men rose.  Brad spoke first.

"Okay, kid.  Get your chores done and we will see what we can come up with
for a reward.  Grades like that deserve something."

Nate asked hopefully, "Want to come help me wash the truck?"

Jordan groaned.  That was a lot of work.  Luckily it was still warm out.
He nodded and dashed upstairs to change out of his school clothes and into
an old pair of cutoffs and sneakers.

Even though Nate had been very careful around him since his father warned
him off, Jordan knew that the gay trucker watched him wistfully when he
didn't think the teenager would notice.  But Jordan had noticed and was
pleased.

Jordan grinned to himself as he wriggled into the tight cutoffs, omitting
any underwear.  He knew exactly what he wanted to cum up with for his good
grades.  And he was determined to get it.  These shorts would help.  He
eyed the mirror and grinned.  His ass was barely covered.  And when he bent
over, or parted his legs, his balls had a tendency to bulge out of them.
'Perfect.'

The sheriff had left for work again and Brad was getting ready to leave
also.  Brad was a chef at a big hotel in the city nearby and usually worked
nights, but he promised he would be back with dinner.  Jordan couldn't wait
to taste what he would come up with for dinner tonight.  But he intended to
get a snack first.  'Now to convince my snack that he wants it also....'

The young man scampered down the stairs and collected the buckets and
brushes from the shed.  He sprayed down the truck and was soaking wet and
soapy by the time Nate got back from changing his clothes.  He heard Nate's
indrawn breath as he deliberately bent over to dip the brush in the soapy
water and then stretched up to reach a spot high on the side of the truck.

He knew that he was in better shape than when Nate had last seen him so
close to naked.  After six weeks of the coach running his legs off and
making him spend lunches in the gym with the weights, he was not the
skinny, bruised kid the other man remembered.  His brown hair was still
shaggy, but his 5'10" frame was filling out nicely with muscles.

Jordan shouted and spun around as a spray of cold water washed down his
back.  Nate laughed and swung the hose to follow him until Jordan
demonstrated the excellent form he had learned during all those practices
coach insisted on, in a perfectly executed tackle.

With the truck between them and the house, Jordan seized the opportunity.
He pressed his hips into Nate's groin as he sprawled over the other man and
said in a husky voice, "I missed you, Nate."

Then, to Nate's shock, he leaned forward and kissed him, driving his tongue
deeply into the other's mouth.  Nate moaned softly and returned the kiss
briefly before coming to his senses and starting to wiggle free.

Holding him briefly, just to prolong the contact, Jordan let him up.

Nate frowned.  "Jordan.  You know we aren't supposed to do that.  Now
behave."

"Yes sir."

Jordan agreed meekly, but his eyes danced with mischief as he decided just
how badly he wanted to behave with Nate.  'Behave.  Be and have.'  He
thought with an inward smile.  'Well, I intend to be with Nate and to have
him.  That should count as be-having.'

While they finished the truck, he took every opportunity to brush his body
against his friend and touched him intimately whenever they were behind the
truck.  Nate deliberately soaked his own shorts with the hose to try and
cool down his growing erection.  It was very uncomfortable in the tight
shorts, but even the cold water did not help.  The water was icy, but
Jordan was hot.

Jordan just laughed and enjoyed the way the wet material clung to Nate's
handsome body.  Blond and muscular, Nate was still slim enough at six feet
tall to look lithe and strong at the same time.  He had dark blond hair and
the brightest blue eyes Jordan had ever seen.

Being on the school team, Jordan saw plenty of naked men in the showers,
but he really wasn't interested in the other boys.  He was a year older
than most of them anyway.  He liked Nate.  At twenty-three, the older man
was much more fascinating than the crude high-school teens.  Jordan did not
think of himself as gay, although he knew that Nate was.  He noticed the
girls and liked looking at them, but he desired the handsome trucker who
had become his friend.

Nate got a slightly hunted look on his face at Jordan's open pursuit, but
did not want to hurt his younger friend's feelings and did not know what to
do.  He knew that his Dad did not want him to have sex with the boy again,
and he was trying to be good.  Unfortunately for his intentions, Jordan was
very good also.

Brad left for work with a yell and a wave.  Although the family had been
very careful at first not to let him and Nate alone together, they had
relaxed as both young men hid their interest in each other.

Jordan grinned wolfishly.  This was his chance.  No one would be back for
hours.  Nate had gone into the barn to put away the gear.  Jordan followed
him.  He stepped up and pressed against his body.

"Nate."

Nate jumped and swallowed uneasily.  "Jordan, you know that Dad said we
weren't supposed to do anything."

Jordan grinned and pushed Nate back towards the bench that stood along one
side of the small utility room.  "No, Nate.  He said we weren't to get in
bed with each other.  I don't see a bed anywhere near here."

Nate sat down abruptly as the back of his knees hit the bench and he looked
up in shock at the younger man.  Although Nate was older and bigger, by
nature Jordan was much more aggressive, now that his father was no longer
beating him bloody over every move he made.

Jordan swung his leg over Nate's lap and sat down, holding him in place
despite his wiggling.

"Jordan..."

Nate protested weakly as the younger man began to nibble at his bottom lip.
Nate raised his hands to push Jordan off, but somehow they ended up cupping
that sweet round butt that had been peeking out at him from the bottom of
the very short cutoffs.  Jordan began to lick at Nate's mouth, as his hands
got busy with his chest.  The brown haired boy loved the fur that covered
the hard flat chest and stomach.  Nate groaned softly as strong hands
stroked and tweaked his tits, while Jordan began to rock his butt slowly
against Nate's hardening cock.

"Oh Jordan.  What are you doing?"  Nate asked softly.

Jordan paused in his licking of Nate's mouth, ears, and neck and leered
cheerfully at the other man.

"I'm taking my reward for getting a good report card."

Nate tried to hold him still on his lap.  He couldn't think while that
luscious butt was wiggling on him.

"I think he meant a movie, or the car keys for a night, not being taken out
behind the barn and fucked silly."  Nate protested in bemusement.

Jordan kissed him deeply, silencing his protests.  Nate squirmed and tried
to get out from under the other boy for a moment, then sighed and leaned up
into the kiss that he had wanted for so long.

"We're going to get in trouble for this."  He said mildly when they finally
had to pause for air.

Jordan darted out his tongue in a quick lap across Nate's lips.  "It's
worth it.  I've been good long enough.  I've never stayed out of trouble
this long before in my life."

Nate sighed and tightened his hands on Jordan's tight ass.  "Okay."  He
relented.

Jordan pushed him down on the bench.  The dark-haired young man slowly
licked and chewed his way down the furry chest, paying special attention to
Nate's sensitive nipples.  Nate's breathing sped up as the teenager buried
his nose deep in his armpit, then started licking.  Jordan sniffed, and
then sucked the golden hairs into his mouth.  Nate's odor always had turned
him on.

"Oh yes, Jordan.  That's it."  Nate murmured as the young man nuzzled and
ate him.

Down the trail of hair to a flat stomach that sucked in as he held and
licked.  The wet cutoffs were unbuttoned, then slid down unresisting legs.
Nate stopped him only long enough to grab an old canvas tarp and throw it
on the bench to protect his back against splinters.

He lay back down, totally naked, totally vulnerable.  He smiled hesitantly
at Jordan, suddenly uncertain.  'I hope he really wants this.  I like him
so much.  I know I shouldn't, but I just can't resist him any longer.'

 'God, I want him so badly.  I can't believe how incredibly arousing it is
to know that gorgeous stud wants me also.'  Jordan grinned wolfishly and
pounced.

Wrapping one hand around Nate's big cock, he licked at the head, swirling
his tongue along the sensitive ridge.  He loved the clean firm lines of the
cut eight inches.  It was so different from his own uncut rod.  Nate's eyes
drooped partially closed as he enjoyed the hot mouth moving on him.

Then they sprang open and his body convulsed with a gasp.  Jordan had
sucked down his cock all the way into his throat until his nose was deep in
the curly blond hair at the base.

"How?"  He managed to gasp as the boy rose, then deep throated him again.
Sliding down easily, with a licking swirling motion of his tongue and
throat that had Nate leaking precum eagerly.  The last time Jordan had
tried that he had almost gagged himself.

Jordan pulled free just for a moment, and said shyly, "I found a cucumber
about your size and practiced."

Nate couldn't say anything as that hot mouth went down on him again.  He
pushed up slightly on his elbows and watched as his huge cock bulged out
Jordan's throat.  It was such a turn on.

Nate licked his lips.  He wanted to taste Jordan like the other was doing
him.  'Come here, Jordan.  Move that cute ass this way, so that I can suck
you too.  I love that tapered skin and the treat I know it's hiding.'

He tugged on Jordan's leg and the boy obediently shifted, not really paying
any attention to anything but the huge cock he was devouring.  Nate put
both hands on the gorgeous ass rounding above his head and with one smooth
move, pulled Jordan's only slightly smaller, but uncut cock all the way
into his face.  He felt the moan of pleasure vibrate the throat around his
throbbing meat and almost came on the spot.

As both young men frantically sucked on each other in a 69, they rolled
from the low bench and landed with a thump on the tarp covered ground.  It
did not matter.  They did not let go of the tasty meat in their mouths,
just continued pumping their heads up and down in a matching motion.

As Jordan's fingers probed his ass, Nate swung his leg up along Jordan's
side to give him better access to the hole he sought.  The other youth
echoed his move.

'Jordan's not going to last much longer.'  Nate's strong fingers drew a
soft squeal from the boy as they pushed deeply inside to reach his
prostate.  Nate's eyes brightened as he remembered that small sound Jordan
made when something pleasurable surprised him.  Nate loved knowing that he
was the only one who had ever heard it.

Nate felt his partner's balls draw up tightly and sped up his efforts.
Jordan's hips pumped, frantically fucking Nate's mouth and equally
frantically shoving his fingers deep into his asshole.  Nate felt himself
nearing the edge also.  Hot cum filled his throat and he swallowed the
salty-sweet flood that spurted again and again into his mouth.

Jordan reached around with his free hand and tugged at the hairy balls his
nose was buried in.  That was all it took for Nate to slam his big cock
deep in the boy's throat and shoot the load that Jordan wanted to taste
again so desperately.

Both men lay panting on the ground, sweaty from their exertions.  Nate
languidly began to lick Jordan's cock and balls clean.  He rolled up on his
hands and knees over the other young man and took his time.  He felt the
other doing the same loving service for him.

Sated for the moment, Nate flopped down beside his young lover and kissed
him deeply, sharing the semen still in his mouth and tasting his own in
Jordan's.  The flavors mingled and joined with their tongues.

Jordan lay with his eyes closed and wrapped his arms around Nate, pulling
him close.  This was only the third time he had ever cum with a partner,
and only with Nate.  It was so much more satisfying than yanking on his
dick with his own hand.  He much preferred Nate's hand, or mouth, or ass.
With that thought, the resiliency of youth started to stir again.  He
rubbed his groin against Nate's prone body and began to lick his lover's
ear.

Nate groaned and pushed himself up on one elbow, staring down into the
beautiful face that grinned up at him with mischief all over it.

Jordan licked his reddened lips slowly.  "I figure that's one or two of the
grades worked off.  We still got four more to go."  His hand slid over
Nate's strong back and cupped his hard butt.

Nate smiled and murmured, "A is for Ass, B is for Butt, C is for Cock.
Guess what F stands for?"

Jordan giggled breathlessly and pulled Nate down on top of him.

"Show me.  I'm really starting to like school."


***


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Mike.

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