Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2003 02:23:23 EST From: Dsjpsc@aol.com Subject: GH: The Endless Night, part 1 Disclaimer: This story is a purely lust-driven work of fiction and not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of the characters or the actors behind the roles. General Hospital, and its characters, are property of ABC and Disney, and I have no affiliation with either. This is a story of graphic sexual nature, and adult language, and should only be viewed by persons over 18 years of age. To the reader: Should you have any feedback, send me an email. I do not accept Instant Messages. If you have requests for other character pairings than what I offer in this series, request them via email. As you'll soon be able to tell, my favorite GH men are Jason, Zander, and Lucky (the Jacob Young version). ---------- "The Endless Night", part 1 GH: Jason/Zander (slash) ---------- Zander was hiding out in Jason's penthouse while a rival mob was out to get him. He couldn't sleep. Zander was sprawled out on the guest bed, in nothing but his boxer-briefs, tossing and turning. Zander kept tugging at the crotch of his underwear, which were getting tighter by the minute. He was thinking about Jason. They were playing pool downstairs that night, drinking heavily, and Zander was surprised when Jason's crotch brushed past Zander's ass while he was bent over the pool table taking a shot. Zander had turned to look at Jason, but Jason kept walking as if nothing had happened. But Zander knew it was intentional. Zander was still considerably drunk, and Zander thought Jason must still be. Zander thought about finding Jason and taking advantage of their unusually freed inhibitions by picking up where they left off. Zander sat up in his bed and slid himself to the edge, tugging at his crotch, only to notice Jason standing in the doorway. Zander was transfixed at the sight, his hand resting on his half-bared thigh, not knowing what to expect. Jason stared coldly, as he walked right up to Zander. Zander looked up at him. "I just got a call," Jason said, "The guys who were after you... they're dead." Zander knew what that meant. Jason continued, "You can crash here tonight, but you don't need to hide out here anymore." Zander tried to contain his disappointment that he had no good reason to hang around, which meant the chances of getting fucked by Jason were getting slimmer by the minute. But Zander noticed Jason didn't seem too happy with the news either. And though it seemed Jason was done with his announcement, he wasn't going anywhere. Zander stole his gaze away from the semi-awkward silence with Jason and acknowledged the denim-clad bulge that was inches from his face. Zander didn't know what to do. Zander realized his left knee was between Jason's parted legs, and Zander slowly let his knee fall to one side to make contact with Jason's leg, just gently enough that it could have been an innocent brush past if Jason ended up not receiving it well. Zander's knee stayed gently pressed against the inside of Jason's right leg, and Zander looked anxiously up at Jason. Jason swayed his hips an inch closer to Zander, almost taunting him. Zander could see that Jason's jeans were tightly hugging Jason's impressive erection. Zander was desperate to see it. Jason stared at him, and Zander slowly slid his hand down his thigh until it followed Zander's knee to Jason's leg. Zander cautiously slid his hand up toward the bulge that extended down the right leg of Jason's jeans. It looked long. It looked thick. Zander brought his hand slowly closer, not knowing for certain that this was what Jason wanted. Zander ran his palm up Jason's inner thigh and was almost surprised when he felt the large, round head of Jason's cock. It felt even bigger than Zander could tell by eye. Zander's hand stopped at the head of Jason's organ, and he looked to Jason again for a reaction. Jason didn't react. He simply continued staring... almost expectantly. Zander began to act with more decisiveness and ran his hand up the length of Jason's constricted cock, up to the belt of Jason's jeans. Zander's hand slid up Jason's shirt, to feel his chiseled abs, and Jason's eyes seemed to be expressing desire. Jason reached behind his head and pulled his shirt off, tossing it recklessly across the room. Jason's torso was like a Greek sculpture. Zander caught himself staring in awe. The throb of Jason's massive cock jolted Zander back to reality. Zander felt his cock growing in his boxer-briefs and began undoing Jason's belt, watching his face for any hint of an objection. Nothing. That blank stare, which Zander once considered so cold and distant, now seemed so warm and inviting. Perhaps it was the alcohol. Perhaps not. Jason throbbed in his jeans as Zander unbuttoned them. Zander rose from the bed to stand an inch away from Jason's flawless body, not removing his hands from the waistband of Jason's jeans. Zander's cock tried reaching through his boxer-briefs to make contact with Jason's, while Jason's surged for contact of its own. Zander's hands slid around Jason's back and down his pants to grab Jason's firm ass. Zander's grab pulled Jason's body briefly into contact with Zander's. Jason's mouth came dangerously close to Zander's, and his hot breath fell on Zander's face. Zander's hands pulled out of Jason's jeans, and returned to his waistband to tug the jeans down around his thighs, and Jason's stout member bounced proudly out, forming a substantial tent in Jason's white briefs. The tug of Jason's jeans had brought Jason's briefs slightly down, revealing more of Jason's treasure trail. The huge, confined organ bobbing centimeters from Zander's cock mesmerized Zander. Zander, entranced, let his fingers run along the waistband of Jason's briefs until an aroused Jason breathed into Zander's ear, "You want it, don't you?" Zander took Jason's comment as a command and slipped his fingers into Jason's briefs to slide Jason's underwear down past his hips, down his powerful thighs, exposing Jason's massive organ to the cool air of the room. It was amazing. Nine inches of thick, firm meat. It was enormous in girth. Jason always seemed so sure of himself, and now Zander knew he had every right to be. Jason's cock pulsated as Zander gripped him, and Jason's briefs and jeans finally dropped to Jason's feet. Zander warily kept eye contact with an unyielding Jason, to make sure he wasn't crossing a line by doing what Zander so desperately wanted to do. Jason stepped out of the clothes around his feet, bringing his body against Zander's, as Jason steadied himself by placing his strong hands on Zander's shoulders. Jason used his feet to remove his socks, all the while with Zander gripping and stroking Jason's growing member. Jason ran his hand over Zander's shoulders, now free of all his clothes. Zander's skin was so smooth. Zander's muscles were so firm, so lean. Jason shoved Zander back, and Zander fell to the bed, his arms outstretched to his sides. Zander's erection was so obvious now. Jason ripped Zander's boxer-briefs off his outstretched body, and Zander's cock stood in salute of Jason. Jason grabbed Zander's thick prick, stroking it roughly. Jason climbed over Zander, and Zander sat up to meet Jason, running his right hand over Jason's pumped chest, down his abs, and wraps his hand almost fully around Jason's pulsating member as he confesses in a whisper, "I need you Jason..." Jason shoves Zander back by his shoulders again, and drops himself down on top of Zander, as he growls, "Shut up," silencing Zander with a firm kiss. Jason's tongue conquered Zander's mouth as Zander stroked Jason furiously, until Jason's lower body started pulling away from Zander's grasp. Jason used his knees to spread Zander's legs, dug his forearms under Zander's thighs and lifted Zander's ass up toward Jason's hungry cock. Jason took a moment to appreciate Zander's hairy legs and lightly hairy crack. Jason thrusted his oversized organ into Zander's hole without warning, and Zander screamed as the thick head threatened to tear him apart. Jason ran his hands along Zander's hairy calves and placed them on Jason's broad shoulders as he commenced with a rough fuck. Zander felt like he was being torn to shreds, but with every passionate thrust Jason's cock glided in easier. Zander still moaned, and Jason took Zander's face in his strong grip and reminded him, "I told you to shut up." Zander smiled at Jason's command, which inspired a smile in Jason. Zander's screams were somewhat restrained, but he couldn't help but react to Jason's enormous cock stabbing his ass. Zander's face contorted as Jason focused on his rhythmic thrusts. Jason stared at Zander's nipple and noticed it hardening from the stimulation. He fondled it with his thumb and was thrilled when Zander's hands grabbed at Jason's ass to force the thrusts that were now pure pleasure for Zander. "You like that fuck, huh?" Jason moaned through gritted teeth as he pounded his pelvis against Zander's ass. "I need... I need..." Zander groaned, digging his fingers into Jason's bouncing ass. Zander, without thinking, dug two fingers into Jason's hole while Jason continued fucking. "Yeah?" Jason said almost challengingly, while Zander groaned louder and louder in ecstasy. Jason was so stimulated by Zander's fingers that he felt the rush of fluid inside his rigid erection. Jason's powerhouse prick exploded, sending waves of cream into Zander's ridden ass. Zander felt it inside him, churning with every continuing thrust, as Jason milked his own cock. Zander lost concentration and his fingers lost contact with Jason's ass. Jason pulled his huge organ out of Zander, and Zander grabbed blindly for Jason, who climbed off the bed, tugging at his cock. He grabbed Jason's cock and his hand was coated with Jason's juices. Zander brought his hand to his mouth without thinking, and licked it clean. Jason jerked himself off a little to get rid of the last of his nectar, and shoved his sticky fingers into Zander's mouth. Zander sucked on them readily. Jason's cum was so sweet. Jason pulled his fingers from Zander's mouth and ran his hand down Zander's tight body once more before he stumbled out of the room, leaving his clothes scattered around the room and Zander recovering on the bed. ---------- Part 2, coming soon: Zander and Jason battle it out in the shower...