Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2002 21:13:49 EST
From: Draginacht@aol.com
Subject: My Lover First 02

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My Lover First: 02


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John awoke first the next morning to find that during the night they had
reversed positions. Jake was backed against him and John's arm was around
Jake's chest. John felt so peaceful and did not want to get up but nature was
calling him. Slowly he pulled away from Jake and got out of bed. Jake did not
move. He must have been really tired. John went to the bathroom and relieved
his bladder then went back into the bedroom, found his boxer briefs and put
them on then went into the kitchen.

He started the coffee first, next filled two glasses with orange juice, then
poured some Frosted Flakes in a bowl and added milk. He finished the cereal
about the same time the coffee was ready. As he was standing at the sink
rinsing out the cereal bowl he detected movement out of the corner of his
eye. When he turned his head he saw Jake standing in the bedroom doorway
wearing only his borrowed boxer briefs; his hair was a mess. He looked so
damn cute.

"Morning, sleepy head. Juice and coffee are ready."

"I...I missed you." It was one of those honest, innocent, barely awake,
unguarded, almost embarrassing admissions of attraction. "I woke up and you
weren't there. I thought it was all a dream. But it's real, isn't it?"

"It's real, Jake. Come have some breakfast. We got Frosted Flakes or Shredded
Wheat. What'll it be?" John was ignoring Jake's demonstrations of emotion. He
wasn't big on emotion.

"Shredded Wheat, please."

"Oh, before you sit down, could you check the hallway and see if the morning
paper is out there?"

"Sure." Jake walked to the door, opened it and stuck his head out. He felt a
little embarrassed to be seen the way he was not dressed. The paper was just
out of reach so he thought he'd jump out, grab it quickly and jump back into
the room. With a plan in place, he jumped and as he was grabbing the paper he
heard the apartment door close behind him. He turned the handle - LOCKED. He
knocked rapidly three or four times hoping John would quickly open the door.
At that moment another apartment door opened, a young woman stepped out and
began walking toward him. Jake began pounding on the door hoping John would
open it immediately. As Jake stood looking at the apartment door wearing
nothing but John's loose fitting boxer briefs, the rest of his slender body
exposed to the world, the young woman passed behind him. He felt a hand grab
and squeeze his left ass cheek.

"Nice ass." She chuckled as she headed for the stairs and was gone. The
apartment door opened.

"How'd you get stuck out there?" John asked as Jake hurried into the
apartment.

"God. That was embarrassing."

"What?"

"The door shut and locked behind me when I reached for the paper. So I'm
standing there almost naked and this girl walks down the hall, grabs my
behind and says 'Nice ass'."

"That must have been Jennifer." John laughed. She and her sister Tiffany have
the next apartment. They're both a real laugh."

"Well, I was really embarrassed."

"You shouldn't be, you do have a nice ass. And the bod that goes with it is
nice too. You should be proud, not embarrassed. Now, your breakfast is ready."

"I'm just not used to that. It's the first time I've ever been out in public
with nothing on." John chuckled and began reading the paper as Jake sat down
to eat. After a few minutes John put the paper down.

"I'm a little curious, Jake. When you left home, did you have some kind of
plan for what you were going to do?" After a moment's hesitation John added,
"You don't have to answer that if you don't want to."

"No. That's okay." Between bites Jake explained his plan. "I thought I'd come
to the city, get a job and a place to live and then see if I could get into
school somewhere. I didn't appreciate what a fantasy that would turn out to
be."

"What kind of school were you looking for?"

"I'd like to find a good art school. I've drawn all my life and I've done a
little painting, I want to learn more and also learn to sculpt."

"That's neat. You got anything I can see?"

"I had to leave all that behind when I left home, along with most of my
clothes. My parents have probably thrown it all away by now." Tears began to
well up in Jake's eyes when he thought about the possibility all his work
might be gone but he shook his head and regained control of his emotions.

John got up from the table, poured Jake a cup of coffee and sat down. The
sugar and milk were still on the table if Jake wanted it.

"Jake, I've been thinking." Jake looked up at John. "I'm going to toss out a
proposal I'd like you to think about. I'd like you to stay here for a while,
at least until you can find a job." Jake looked like he was about to say
something but stopped and listened to what John had to say. "I can get
another bed and you can have your own bedroom and some privacy. I'm afraid
that if you leave here with no place to go, you'll end up back on Santa
Monica Boulevard. I'd feel awfully guilty if I let that happen. Normally, I
don't take to people vary easily but I feel good, quite comfortable around
you and like having you here." John got up from the table and carried Jake's
bowl to the sink to rinse it out. Then he began washing the few dirty dishes
rather than place them in the dishwasher. "Like I said last night, sex is not
a part of this deal. You don't have to 'put out' just to stay here."

Jake sat quietly thinking and sipping his coffee for several minutes. He
wanted to accept John's offer but felt guilty about it. He believed John's
statement about the sex. After all, he was the one who made the move on John
last night. Jake never intended to be a charity case and this is exactly what
it seemed like. Jake stood up, walked over to where John was drying the
dishes and from behind wrapped his arms around John's mid section. John set
the bowl down and placed his arms on top of Jake's, like in a reverse hug. He
closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

"John...I never wanted to be a charity case. But that's where I am. I'm not
sure why...I like you. You make me feel comfortable too. For that reason I'll
agree." Jake fell silent for a moment. "As for the bedroom, I'd rather sleep
with you unless it bothers you. And as for the sex, I don't have a problem if
you don't." Jake swiftly slid his left hand down over John's flat belly,
under the waistband of his boxer shorts, into his crotch, cupped John's balls
in his hand and his thumb wrapped around the base of John's cock. Taken by
surprise, John gasped and jumped slightly. "Besides, I really want to do
something about my lack of experience." By now, John was as hard as a rock
and he could feel Jake's hard tool pressing against his bunns. "Can I
interest you in going back to bed to seal our agreement?"

"Hell Jake, you sure have a way with words...among other things." John
gasped. His libido was at full throttle. "At the moment I can't think of
anything else I would like to do."

Jake released John's equipment, took him by the hand and began dragging him
toward the bedroom. They climbed onto the bed still wearing their shorts and
moved together in a comforting embrace. They lay together in silence, gently
stroking each other's bodies in a much more calm atmosphere than they had
last night. Jake was clearly the aggressor; he kissed John's forehead, each
eyelid, his nose, his chin, and his neck. He nibbled on John's earlobes.
Finally their lips met in a tender kiss, the type lovers make. One kiss after
another their passion grew until their open mouths pressed firmly against
each other and their tongues also kissed. John pulled away from the kiss,
placed his head beside Jake's and whispered in his ear.

"I sure am glad you decided to stay. This feels so good, so right. I really
like you Jake."

"I really like you too, John." Jake whispered back. "You make me feel good
about myself." After a couple more minutes of holding each other, feeling
their skin rub together Jake spoke again. "John, would you let me suck your
cock?"

John pulled his head away from Jake's and looked into his eyes with a smile.
"Yes...if you'll let me suck you."

"Will you show me the right way to do it? I want to do it right."

"There's hardly a wrong way, but yes. Is now the right time?"

"Yes!" Jake said excitedly. He rolled away from John and slid his boxer
briefs over his hips, down his legs and tossed them on the floor. John did
the same. Jake sat up, looked down at John's cock and took it in his hand.
Just as he bent over as if to take John into his mouth, John asked a question.

"Uh, Jake?"

Jake stopped his movement. "Yeah?"

"You know what 69 is?"

"Yeah, but I've never done it."

"I know, I just thought if we do it that way, you can copy what I do to you."

"Okay." Jake said as he hastily turned himself around on the bed until he lay
on his side, his head directly opposite John's cock. That meant he was lying
on his left side and his left arm was restricted. Then he watched as John
reached out and wrapped his left hand around Jake's shaft. A warm tingling
sensation flooded his groin area. Jake responded by using his left hand to
hold on to John's cock. Jake the student watched as John the instructor
leaned froward, stuck out his tongue and licked the precum off the head of
Jake's dick. Jake moaned. John looked at Jake as if to say 'Your turn'.
Without hesitation, Jake leaned forward, stuck out his tongue and licked the
precum off the head of John's dick. Jake was intrigued to discover that
John's precum tasted a lot like his own. Jake then watched John lean forward
and kiss his piss slit. That kiss also included suction to siphon more precum
from inside Jake's prick. John peered down the length of his torso to see an
excited grin on Jake's face. Jake placed his lips against John's piss slit
and kissed then sucked out more precum. John leaned forward again and this
time swirled his tongue around Jake's glans to moisten it completely as his
lips opened and slipped completely over the head. Although Jake was quite
hard, his foreskin was not completely retracted so John slipped his tongue
under and around until it slid under the crown leaving Jake's glans
completely exposed inside John's mouth.

"Oh! Oh! Ahhh!" was Jake's reaction. He seemed almost paralyzed. "God, John!
That feels...Ohhh." John stopped and withdrew from Jake's cock.

"Now you try it." John invited. Again without hesitation, Jake leaned forward
and copied what John had done to him. John moaned as a signal to Jake he was
doing it right and giving him pleasure. But Jake did not stop; he kept on
twirling his tongue around John's crown. "Jake?" He released John's cock from
his mouth and looked at his teacher. "I'm going to start making love to you
now and I won't stop until you cum. When you get ready, let it rip; I'll
swallow it, you don't need to warn me. I'll warn you when I'm about to cum so
you can pull off if you want to. You don't have to swallow it if you don't
want to. Okay?"

"Okay." Jake said with great anticipation.

Having explained the rules, John leaned forward and, starting at the head, he
began licking the length of Jake's shaft. When he reached the base he gave
Jake's nuts a tongue bath, taking each one individually into his mouth.  Jake
was entranced by what John was doing and closed his eyes in ecstasy. Upon
reaching the head of Jake's cock again he opened his mouth and took him
inside. Jake finally realized he had some responsibility here and refocused
on John's cock. Doing his best to copy John's actions, Jake eventually got
into making love to the cock in his hand. He imagined he was sucking his own
cock and that is exactly the way it felt to him even though he had never
succeeded in doing that. (He actually tried a few times unsuccessfully.)
John's right hand was busy caressing Jake's body. Occasionally his hand
passed over Jake's erect right nipple and he squeezed it and rolled it
between his fingers. That was making Jake wild. Without thinking what might
happen, John went all the way down on Jake. His student tried to duplicate
the feat. Jake gagged and came up coughing.

"Take it easy this first time, Jake. It may be too soon for that." John said.
Just like the night before, both men were so excited and stimulated they were
destined to make quick work of their activity. John was experienced at this
and knew the signs. He watched as Jake's cremaster muscle began to yank
Jake's nuts up close to his body. At that moment he found Jake's right nipple
and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. Jake' body convulsed as his
hips thrust forward driving his cock all the way into John's throat. John was
expecting it and was ready. Jake began writhing and trying to shout which, he
discovered, is somewhat difficult with a cock in your mouth. He stopped
sucking John but he did not let John's cock escape his mouth. When Jake
recovered enough to return to his work he began sucking John more intensely.
His tongue was a twirling wonder. He also tried what John had done and let
his right hand explore John's chest. When he found John's nipple he pinched
it and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. By now John had released
Jake's slack penis to concentrating on his own orgasm. In only a few moments
he warned Jake.

"I'm ready to cum, Jake." Jake responded by pinching John's nipple again.
John interpreted that as a signal to release his sperm and he did. John's
orgasm was unusually intense; it had been some time since anything but his
hand had pleasured him. Jake tried to swallow it all but a few drops oozed
out the side of his mouth. When Jake was sure there was no cum left in John's
now flaccid penis he released it and turned around on the bed, lay next to
his lover and kissed him. John was barely conscience but he licked his cum
residue from around Jake's mouth as they kissed. John lay on his back and
Jake slid along side him with his head on John's chest and his left leg
between John's legs. Although it was not yet 10:00 AM, they drifted off to
sleep in each other's arms.

After about thirty minutes of recovery time, both boys began to stir. John
kissed Jake's forehead and pulled him closer to him. Jake kissed John's chest
and began nibbling on his left nipple.

"Hey." John said. "Better stop that, we have things to do today."

"Awww, I'm ready for more."

"Now, go hit the shower. I'll follow you."

"Why not join me, hee, hee, hee."

"Nooo, you're not to be trusted. The sex is great but any more and I'll be
worthless the rest of the day. Now move your sweet ass." John said as he
popped Jake's rump.

"I've heard about guys losing it when they get old." Jake challenged as he
hurriedly got off the bed just in time to avoid another swat on his rump.

John loaned Jake some of his clothes. They were the correct size but were
slightly loose because Jake was so thin.

"What're we gonna do now?" Jake asked.

"Well, I've been thinking."

"What's new about that?" Jake asked jokingly.

"Be kind." John admonished. "You said you left almost all your personal stuff
behind when you left home. Any chance we might recover some of it?"

"You mean go there, to my old home, with my parents there?

"Sure. You ought to be able to get your own stuff."

"I won't go if Dad is home. I think Mom wouldn't have a problem but Dad
wouldn't let me through the door."

"Okay, call. If your Dad answers, hang up. If your Mom answers, tell her what
you want and see how she handles it. We'll go when the coast is clear."

"I don't know, John." Jake said hesitantly.

"What's the worst thing that can happen?"

Jake thought for a moment and saw John's point. "Okay." And Jake walked
across the room, picked up the phone and dialed. When Jake began talking,
John could tell he got lucky and was talking to his mother. Jake explained
what he wanted and asked when would be a good time. Jake hung up the phone
after a short conversation with his mother.

"Dad just left to play golf. He'll be gone for several hours. Mom said I
should hurry and I could have everything. I thing she just wants to get rid
of anything having to do with me." Tears began to well up in Jake's eyes.
John wrapped his arms around Jake to comfort him.

"It's gonna be okay, babe. It'll be okay." Jake was aware that for the first
time, John referred to him with a term of affection and he felt better. "Now,
tell me where we have to go. You've never said where you lived. And, come to
think of it, I don't even know your last name!"

"Kelly...Jacob Kelly." Jake said as he took hold of John's hand and shook it
and laughed. There was just something humorous about the situation. With all
the intimacy they shared over the past 18 hours they were just now getting
around to last names.

"Pizzulo...John Pizzulo." John said as he laughed. The humor of it all
touched him too. "Kelly. Isn't that Irish?"

"Yeah. You wanna make something of it, Wapp?" Jake tried unsuccessfully to
look fierce.

"Maybe later. I was just thinking, you don't look like you're Irish."

"Well, duah. Probably not. I'm adopted, remember?"

"Ohh! Yeah. I forgot. Now, where are we going?" John asked as they opened the
door and walked out of the apartment.

"Ontario, J. If you can get us close, I'll give you more directions when we
get that far." Jake was obviously toying with John and he shortened John's
name to just 'J'. "Now that you mentioned it, you don't look very Italian
either."

"Oh, I'm Northern Italian. We have more German/French features, not like the
Neapolitans." John also picked up on Jake's shortening his name to 'J' and
decided to ignore it. Jake was probably using it as a term of affection,
which John appreciated.

John got on I-10 and drove west. Jake directed him on which exit to take and
where to turn. Soon they pulled up and stopped in front of a comfortable
looking house. Rather than walk in the front door as he had all his life,
Jake knocked. After a few seconds his mother opened the door and invited Jake
and John in.

"Mother, this is my friend John Pizzulo. He's helping me get my stuff. We'll
be out of here as fast as possible." Mrs. Kelly gave John the once over but
did not smile or offer her hand in welcome. She just turned and went into the
kitchen. "This way." Jake said as he walked down the hall to his old room.

The two young men worked rapidly and soon John's car was filled with
everything Jake could call his own. Jake couldn't find his lifetime of
drawings so he asked his mom. She said his dad burned them. His heart broke
but he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing him cry. As John
and Jake left, Mrs. Kelly followed them out to the front step. Jake stopped,
turned around and hugged the woman he had always known as 'Mom'.

"Good bye, Mom." Jake said as he felt his mother hug him back, briefly. He
let her go, walked to the car, got in and shut the door. "Let's get out of
here." Jake said with sadness in his voice. After the car turned the corner
Jake broke down. "He burned them all!" Jake exclaimed in pain. He buried his
head in his hands and bawled. John was so sad for him. He squeezed Jake's
arm. Then he placed his right hand on the back of Jake's neck and began to
massage and comfort him. The console between them prevented them from getting
much closer to each other than they already were.

"It'll be okay, Jake. Just wait and see." By the time they got back to the
apartment, Jake had calmed down and seemed like his old self. After several
trips unloading the car, Jake and John spent time arranging Jake clothes in
the second bedroom. That was the best arrangement because John' closet was
full. When Jake was finally moved in he sat down in the club chair for a
moment then stood up.

"I need to rest, J." And he went into the bedroom, undressed and got into
bed. For once, without trying to analyze everything, John undressed and
joined Jake in bed. He spooned in behind Jake and held and comforted him.
They both slept. John awoke after 20 minutes but Jake slept for over two
hours. The afternoon's events had been so emotionally draining. When Jake
awoke he went into the bathroom, pissed, splashed cold water on his face and
dried off. He got dressed, went into the living room and sat down on the sofa
and curled up next to John.

"Thanks, J." Then Jake kissed John' cheek. John slid his arm around Jake's
shoulder and squeezed him.

"My honor, babe." After a few minutes John asked, "You hungry?"

"Now that you mention it, I guess I am." On their way out of town, they
stopped for lunch at a sandwich shop about two blocks from the apartment. Now
both men were starving. "Got any ideas?"

"Yeah, there's a decent restaurant over on Wilshire that serves pretty good
food that won't cost an arm and a leg. Wanna give it a try?"

"I'm buying." Jake announced. John just looked at him in silence for a few
moments.

"Better save that $100 you earned to help you find a job. After you get a
job, you can treat me to dinner. Okay?"

Jake considered that proposal for a few moments before answering. "O-k-a-y."
Jake stretched out his answer indicating his exasperation at John for always
having the right solution to every problem.

During dinner Jake asked John about his life, his family, where he grew up,
etc. John told Jake about how he came out to his parents when he was sixteen
and how they loved him anyway and that was a great help in his development.
Once back in the apartment they sat down and began channel surfing for
something to watch on the TV.

"What about tomorrow?" Jake asked. "I need to start looking for a job!"

"Tomorrow is Sunday. Not a good job hunting day. I was hoping you could go
with me to visit with my parents. What'a you say?"

"You taking me home for their approval and blessing?" Jake smiled and
chuckled.

"Noooo." John said with his voice rising at the end. "I usually spend Sunday
afternoon with my folks and have dinner. I just thought it'd be nice if you
could go with me. I think they'd like to meet you. You like Italian cooking?"

"Well, since you put it that way, I never pass up home cooking."

"Good. We'll go early and maybe we can get a free lunch too." John proposed. B
y now he has been through all the channels twice. "There's nothing worth
watching here; do you think we can find something to do in the bedroom?"

"I don't know, John. I'm awfully tired." Jake said as he tried to fake a
yawn, raising his arms high over his head in a stretch. John could' resist.
He placed both hands around Jake's sides and began to tickle and he pushed
Jake on to his back and fell on top of him.

"Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! No, no, no. Stop! Please! Okay! Okay! Anything, ha, ha, you
win." John stopped tickling Jake and kissed him.

"I'm glad to see you are impressed with a persuasive argument. Come on." John
stood up, pulled Jake up off the sofa and led him to the bedroom. "Let's
shower. BUT, no hanky panky. Save that for between the sheets. Got it?" Jake
stood quietly with an impish smirk on his face. "GOT IT?" John repeated
forcefully as he acted like he was going to begin tickling again.

"Okay. You win." Jake agreed "This time." he added.

During the shower Jake didn't exactly keep his hands off the equipment but it
was enough to be fun. Once in bed, the two young men held each other in their
arms and practiced kissing. Their free hands stroked and caressed each other
lovingly. They were in no hurry. Their previous sexual activities had managed
to calm some of the urgency for sex that drove them earlier.

After about thirty minutes of foreplay, John whispered in Jake's ear. "I want
to suck you, Babe."

"K." was all Jake could say. His 18-year-old body was filled with so much
sexual tension he could barely speak. It was all he could do just to breathe.

John rolled Jake onto his back. He was going to pleasure this younger man and
show him what it meant to be loved. He began by kissing Jake's lips them
methodically worked his kisses to Jake's earlobes, his neck and chest. Jake
moaned loudly and his body became rigid when John sucked Jake's right nipple
into his mouth and nibbled on it. The same thing happened when Jake's left
nipple was assaulted. The kissed continued all over Jake's torso, eventually
reaching his groin. John's lips and tongue pleasured both sides of Jake's
abdomen, avoiding his cock, which was producing almost a flood of precum.
John took each of Jake's nuts into his mouth, one at a time, and pleasured
then until he could feel them begin to retract. Wanting to prolong Jake's
pleasure/torment for a while longer, he released the balls and returned to
licking the precum from Jake's abdomen. He kissed his way back to Jake's
nipples and back to his crotch. This time he placed his tongue at the base of
Jake's rod and slowly licked from bottom to top. Upon reaching Jake's glans
he opened his mouth and engulfed it. This sent Jake in to a gasping and
moaning spasm but not orgasm. After sufficiently bathing Jake's glans with
his tongue, he slowly took Jake deeper and deeper into his mouth until Jake
could go no farther. Then John relaxed his throat and took Jake deeper.
Jake's senses were on overload. He felt his penis reach the back of John's
mouth, then penetrate deeper. John held Jake deep inside him and began to
swallow. Jake could take no more. He placed his hands on the back of John's
head and his hips thrust, driven by natures involuntarily act of copulation.
John took the first glob of Jake's cum directly down his throat then he
backed off, intent on capturing the rest of the cum to share with his lover.
When Jake regained his senses John lay beside him staring at his face.
Instinctively, Jake placed his hand behind John's head and pulled him into a
kiss. As he opened his lips so his tongue could play with John's, a warm
sticky fluid rushed into his mouth, followed by John's tongue. Together,
their tongues mixed the cum and saliva and they finally swallowed. Jake had
tasted his own cum before but never had it delivered by such a wonderful
method. John had tasted his own cum many times before and felt Jake's tasted
a lot like his.

John could feel Jake's energy subsiding, Jake was wiped out, so he caressed
Jake, let him roll onto his side and sink into a deep sleep. John spooned in
behind and held Jake lovingly in his arms. 'What have I done to be so lucky.'
John thought. 'This is almost too good. Give it time. Be cautious, guarded.
If it seems too good to be true, it probably is.' John slowly drifted into
sleep as his analytical mind played with the possibilities.

The next morning, John awoke just as his balls shot a load of cum into Jake's
mouth. "Ohh! God!" John exclaimed as he gasped for breath. The next thing he
knew, Jake was kissing him and filling his mouth with his own cum. He grabbed
Jake, wrapped his arms around him, squeezed him tightly to his body and
returned the kiss. John could feel Jake's erection poking into his abdomen so
he reached down and began jerking him off. With only a few strokes, Jake was
shooting cum all over both of them. They relaxed in each other's arms and
enjoyed the pleasure of the company.

"You little shit." John said lovingly and he kissed Jake on his forehead.
Jake began to giggle.

"I woke up and saw you lying there, your giant hardon sticking up so
invitingly, I couldn't resist. I had to try to repay you for last night."
Jake said grinning from ear to ear. "You taste good, about like me." John
chose not to comment on that.

"Let me tell you, that is one hell of a way to wake up." They lay quietly in
each other's arms for a while listening to their breathing. John noticed how
they breathed together. He could feel Jake's heartbeat; it matched his.
'Maybe it is good and it is true?' he thought.

"We better get up and have breakfast. I'm hungry." John suggested.

"Me too." Jake replied as both men rolled out of bed. Again, they donned
their boxer briefs and sat down in the kitchen for cereal and coffee. Jake
went to get the paper but this time took the key. He didn't need it because
the paper was leaning up against the door and fell into the apartment when
Jake opened it. About mid-morning they showered, individually, and dressed to
go to visit John's parents.

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