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A/N:
I'd like to thank TalonRider for editing this chapter. His
unparalleled brilliance and tireless effort applied to my work is
greatly appreciated. Thank you!
I'd also like to thank
Kristoffer for allowing me to use his beautiful poem within my story.
Thank you!
American
Differences
-By Emulated
Chapter 19: The Weekend: Part I
“You
sure, Matt? I don’t mind staying back.”
I shook my
head, “No, you go ahead. I was gonna head over to Jamie’s
house in a bit anyway.”
Connor nodded, “Alright
then. I’ll see you once I get back.”
Connor and
his family, along with Josh were going to head into town. I would
have accompanied them, but I wanted to catch up with Jamie for a bit.
“See you guys!” I called out.
“Bye Matt.”
I
watched as they stepped out of the front door and closed it behind
them. I stood there for a moment before I headed upstairs, towards
Connor’s room. It was quite chilly outside so I wanted to grab
one of my jumpers. I walked inside his room and my eyes immediately
noticed my computer case on the floor, propped up next to his
wardrobe. I headed over, picked it up, and carried it over to my
makeshift bed.
With everything that had happened over the last
week, I felt ‘out of the loop’, as it were. Sure I’d
been to school and stuff, but even then I wasn’t really
concerned with everyone’s dealings. But seeing my computer
reminded me about them, in a weird sort of way. I wasn’t the
type of person who’d crawl through Facebook,
or MySpace,
but I’d check them every now and then, to see if anyone had
left messages, or posts for me.
As I sat there waiting for the
machine to boot up, I glanced around Connor’s room, my eyes
noting the small poster of the clothed female model. I stared at it
and thought for a moment. I wondered what Connor thought about when
he thought of women. Not in a physical sense, but more in the sense
of what type of person he’d want to date. Throughout his life,
I’d seen Connor go through quite a few relationships, but none
of them seemed to be really special. I think the longest one only
lasted for around two months, before it ended.
That got me
thinking about me. How come my relationship with Jamie was so
serious? I mean, he was the first guy I had ever dated, yet we seemed
to be really close. Connor’s relationships would have ended by
that point, but ours was still going strong. Was it the fact that we
were gay? Or both guys? Did that have any effect on it? I guess it
did in some way. Jamie wasn’t just my boyfriend, he was my
mate, my buddy too. We could go from being mushy boyfriends at one
minute, to whipping each other at Fifa
09 the next. I
couldn’t imagine any of Connor’s girlfriends sitting
there playing the Playstation
with him. OK, so maybe some
girls wouldn’t mind battling it out on a console, but I still
reckon that more guys would jump to the chance.
So that could
be one reason. Another could be the fact that Jamie and I just seemed
to ‘fit’. For all of our similarities, there was an equal
amount, if not more, differences between us. Him being an American
was a big part of that. It immediately put a spin on our
relationship. A good
spin. But it was those differences that made him all the more
special, made us all the more special. He seemed to have a limitless
amount of surprises to him, whether it was the way he’d act, or
the way he’d do something, he always showed me a new part of
himself. Therefore, I was in for another surprise when I opened my
email and noticed a message from Jamie. It was sent a few days
before, but he hadn’t mentioned it. I clicked on it and opened
it up:
Good
Morning Beautiful,
I bet you’re still asleep, tucked in
all cute. Aww, now I want to come over there right now! Just to
cuddle you and stuff. Haha, could you imagine Connor’s face if
I did that? ;)
Anyways, I found this poem online and I wanted
to share it with you. I hope you like it.
Love,
Jamie
XXX
I’ll
write I love you ten thousand times,
and sear painlessly upon
your flesh
this awe striking emotion.
So
you might know the weight of words
fastening
me so intently
to blind man’s touch.
Perhaps
I’ll dream ten thousand times,
you’re
fingers running up and down my spine
making smooth archways;
Overtop
cobbled pathways which
stretch
across the many miles
caging my desireful eyes and empty
palms.
Should I wish ten thousand times,
for
salty ocean winds to carry
me
sightlessly home.
To where my wandering heart
can mimic the
loving action of my head
and lay itself to rest.
Just
one lone time,
can
turn a million empty words
into a single moment of intertwining
fates;
Just a single moment’s worth of meaning
can turn
a million desires
into
everlasting love.
I
smiled and read the poem again. It was quite a find, and such a sweet
gesture on Jamie’s behalf. He could be a real romanticist at
times. I looked back at the computer. Instead of sending him a reply,
I decided that I’d head over there right away and thank him
personally. I shut off my computer and placed it on Connor’s
desk, before I headed back downstairs, and slipped my shoes on. I
checked that I had my phone on me, before I opened the door and
stepped out into the sun.
*
I
hammered my fist against the door and waited for someone to come
answer. I glanced across at the driveway, noting that Noah’s
car was glistening in the sun. It’s surface was slightly damp,
with water droplets stuck on the windows. The pavement beneath
appeared to be quite wet, indicating that it’d probably just
been washed.
I faced forward as I heard the door open.
“Hey
Matt!” Exclaimed Sam.
“Hey, Sam!” I called
back.
“Come in.” She beckoned, “How are
you?”
I nodded and stepped inside, “Yeah, I’m
fine, you?”
She smiled, “I’m ok.”
“Good.”
I replied, as Noah poked his head from out of their study.
“Hi
Matt, how’s it going?”
I nodded, “All good.
How about you?”
He smiled, “Yeah, I’m fine.”
He said, as he walked over, “Jamie’s just in the shower.”
He said grinning, “He had a slight accident with the
hosepipe.”
I giggled, “Really?”
He
nodded, “He was washing the car and he got a little wet and
soapy.”
My mind instantly started to conjure up all
these images of a wet and soapy Jamie, “I wish I had been there
to see that.”
Noah laughed, “Next time I’ll
take pictures.” He said, “Go on upstairs, he should be
almost finished now.”
I slipped off my shoes, “Thanks.”
I replied, “I’ll see you later.”
“We’re
going to head into London in a while, you and Jamie are welcome to
come if you guys aren’t busy.”
I nodded, “I’ll
speak to Jamie, see if he has any plans or anything.”
“Sure,
we’ll call you guys down before we go anyways.”
I
smiled, “Alright then.” I said, before I headed to the
stairs, “I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Bye.”
He said, as he headed back to the study.
I walked up the
stairs, heading for his room. I could hear the shower on in the
bathroom for a few seconds, before it shut off. Jamie must have
finished in there. Instead of waiting down there for him, I continued
up the extra flight of stairs into his room. Once inside I headed
over to his bed, before an idea came to mind. I quickly glanced
about, looking for somewhere to hide. I rushed over to his closet,
but that was too full of clothes. I looked about again, before I
figured that I could fit under his bed. I heard the bathroom door
open downstairs, so I dropped to the floor and crawled under his bed.
I faced the door and waited.
It was only a few seconds before
I saw his blond head appear as he came up the stairs. He was dressed
in that white, fluffy dressing gown, with a matching towel wrapped
around his waist. I almost moaned aloud from the sight of him. He
stepped inside his room and locked the door behind him. It was in
that moment where I felt a little giddy inside. Sure I had seen Jamie
naked a few times, but it was the fact that he didn’t know I
was there that got to me. It felt cheeky, really cheeky.
He
walked towards the bed and kicked off the slippers, standing in his
bare feet. I couldn’t see much more than a few inches above his
ankles, but that changed when he walked over to his window, closing
the blinds slightly. I peeked out slightly, watching as he headed to
the door, slipped off the dressing down, and hung it up on the little
hook there. He turned around. The only thing covering him now was his
towel. He lowered his hands to it, undoing it from his waist, before
he freed it from his body, leaving him in the nude.
I exhaled
heavily and bit my bottom lip. I couldn’t let him know I was
there, not yet. I looked up again, looking at his groin. In the few
times I’d seen Jamie naked, I hadn’t really seen him
‘soft’. Sure he became
soft, but I still hadn’t really seen him properly. But right
then, as I stared at him from under the bed, he looked great. He
looked perfect. From his small, damp patch of brown pubes, to his
smooth balls as they hung there. As for the gold itself, his dick was
so…hot.
Even soft, he was still big enough to be proud. Hell, he made me
proud with that sexy thing!
Jamie finished drying his hair,
lowered the towel to between his legs, and began to dry his manhood.
I watched with intent as he dried himself. I pressed my hips forward,
squeezing my hardness against the floor. He was turning me on and he
didn’t even know it! He removed the towel, showing me himself
again, only he was a bit bigger.
Clearly all that stimulating had gotten him excited!
It would
have been a perfect moment for me to ‘reveal’ myself, but
I decided to wait when he walked over to his mirror. I watched as he
stood in front of it, looking at himself before he stood up straight
and flexed his muscles. His face in the reflection in the mirror
seemed to reflect what I thought; that he looked good. He turned away
from the mirror for a second, so I thought he was going to get
dressed, but then he grabbed his lengthening cock and started to
stroke it. Once it was hard, he turned around and looked at himself
in the mirror, standing sideways.
“Oh yeah!” He
said softly, in an almost teasing
tone.
I inched closer from under the bed, trying to catch a
better look of his face. I looked up at him, his reflection present
in the mirror. He looked himself over, checking out his manhood, and
then he looked away slightly, his eyes catching mine in the
reflection. He done a quick double take, before jumped back and
turned around.
“What the HELL!?!?” He called
out.
I giggled and crawled out, “Sorry, but I couldn’t
resist.”
He stared at me, his eyes wide. Clearly he was
shocked. “When did you get here?”
I brushed myself
off, “While you were in the shower.”
He raised his
eyebrows, “And so you hid up here to spy
on me?”
I looked at him. He didn’t seem to be
angry, but he was clearly still surprised that I was there. I walked
closer, “Yeah…” I blushed. “Look, I’m
sorry, I didn’t mean…” I began, before he cut me
off.
He giggled, “I’m not angry at you, Matt.”
He said, “You just…made me jump.”
I smiled,
“Good.” I said, looking at him, “I don’t want
you to think I’m a pervert now.”
He laughed at
that, “No, I’d probably done the same, if I were you.”
I
nodded and looked at him, my eyes flicking downwards.
Jamie
blushed, “I’d better…” He began, before he
headed for his closet.
I blocked him off, “I don’t
mind, you can continue your…inspection.”
He
blushed again, “I…well…” He looked at me,
“Pervert.”
I shook my head, “I’ll make
it up to you.”
“Really?” He mocked.
“Yeah.”
I paused for a moment, before I figured I’d have some fun with
him. I stepped back a bit and dropped to my knees.
Jamie’s
eyes widened at that.
“Just relax.” I said,
before I reached out and placed my hand on his thigh. I felt his hot
skin shiver beneath me.
“Matt?”
“Shhh…”
I whispered, as I traced my fingers up to his cock. I took hold of it
and stroked it lightly.
His legs quaked slightly.
I
smiled at that and looked up at his face. It was amazing at how he
always seemed to have the upper hand, yet now I had him in the palm
of my
hand, literally.
I jerked him a few more times before he reached down and grabbed my
hand.
“Stop.”
I glanced up at
him.
“Wait…we’ll wait until they go.”
I
looked down at his cock. A small drop of precum emerged from it’s
tip. I leaned forwards to lick it off, but Jamie stepped
backwards.
“Matt…”
I looked at his
face. I could tell he was having difficulty trying to ‘restrain’
me, but he was right to. We could have a lot MORE fun later when we
were on our own. I nodded, “Ok.” I said, before I stood
up. “But I won’t stop later.” I warned.
He
leaned closer, “I wouldn’t want you to.“ He
whispered, “Just you wait until they leave.”
I
trembled slightly at that.
He grinned, “Can I get
dressed now?”
I nodded again, “Sure.” I
said, but stopped him again, as I leaned in and stole a kiss from his
lips. “I love you.”
He smiled, “I love you
too.”
I stared into his eyes for a moment, before I let
him pass by and walk over to his wardrobe. I walked over to his bed
and lay down, watching him get dressed. “I got your email.”
He
looked over me, “About time!” He joked, “What did
you think?”
“It was lovely.” I said, “Thanks
for sending it.”
“You’re welcome.” He
replied, as he pulled on some tight boxers, cupping his ass
perfectly, “We doing anything later?” He asked.
I
raised an eyebrow at him.
“I mean later.
Like in the afternoon.”
“I haven’t got
anything planned. Have you?”
He shook his head, “No.
So what’s Con up to?”
“He’s in town,
with his family and Josh.” I replied, “I haven’t
heard from Max, or Ayo yet. They’re probably doing family
stuff.”
“Yeah.” He said, as he slipped on a
light blue t-shirt.
“Jamie,
can you come down here!”
Came Noah’s voice from downstairs.
“Just a
minute!” Shouted Jamie, as he pulled on some trousers. He
looked across at me, “They’re probably leaving now. I’ll
be back in a second.”
I nodded and sat up on his bed,
watching as he unlocked the door and went down the stairs. I lay back
against the bed and closed my eyes for a bit. I could hear Jamie
talking downstairs to his parents. I couldn’t make out what he
was saying, but it was probably just to say that he didn’t want
to go into the Capital. I wasn’t against the idea of going, a
walk along the river with Jamie sounded quite nice, but what we had
planned would be so much more fun. I reached down and adjusted my
erection. I could feel dampness in my boxers where I’d
leaked.
I heard the door open downstairs, so I wandered over
to his window, lifting up one of the blinds so I could see out. I
watched as Noah, Sue, and Sam stepped out of the house, walking to
the car. Noah unlocked it and they got inside, before he started the
engine. A few moments passed before the car slowly rolled down the
drive, along with the sound of the front door being closed. I watched
as the car pulled out onto the street and drove off. I headed back
over to the bed before a thought entered my mind. I could hear Jamie
coming back up the stairs, so I quickly began to shed my clothing. I
don’t think I had ever gotten undressed as fast on my life!
Once I was in the nude, I lay back on his bed, but at the last
minute, I flipped over, so I was laying on my belly, hiding my
erection.
A few seconds passed before I heard Jamie make his
way up the last few steps and entered his room. He seemed to stand
there for a moment, before I heard the door being closed, and locked,
along with him removing his clothes. I buried my face in the pillow,
inhaling Jamie’s scent, as I felt the bed dip slightly as he
climbed on. Instead of laying next to me, he did what I hoped, he
laid on top of me. With his erection pressing against the dip of my
ass, and his chest against my back. Within a few seconds, I felt his
warm breath at my ear as he snuggled against me.
It felt
amazing to have him be with me like this. Just feeling his body, his
weight pressing on me. It was turning me on like mad. Jamie ground
his hips against me, as he kissed my shoulder.
“You’re
so beautiful.” He whispered softly, as he planted these small
kisses along my shoulder and neck.
I exhaled at his touch, my
muscles relaxing over my body. But my erection was straining madly,
and I didn’t want to shoot all over his bed. I started to move
beneath him. Jamie understood and rolled off me. I turned to the side
to see him smiling at me. I shifted closer and kissed him. His pink,
soft lips were delicious, so fresh. I loved the way they felt against
mine, the way they’d move in concert with my motions. I felt
his tongue flick against me, so I opened up and let him inside. He
teased my tongue, as we engaged in our lip lock. I reached out with
my arms and wrapped them around him. Jamie had done the same, with
one hand reaching up into my hair, cupping the back of my neck. He
tasted so good, so Jamie.
I pushed forwards, placing him on
his back. I climbed on top, our two erections painting strings of
precum over our navels. I felt so full down there, as though my balls
were going to burst. It had been too long; way too long since I had
last released. I needed Jamie, and from the way he was humping
against me, he needed me too! I sucked on his tongue gently, but I
just had to taste him. I pulled back from his mouth and licked my way
down his body, stopping only to suck gently on his hard nipples. I
rubbed my tongue against them, exciting them more, causing him to
squirm beneath me.
I smiled before I carried on southwards,
over his navel and down to his cock. I reached out and gripped his
tool. It was already so slick with precum, so without haste, I leaned
closer and licked across one side. Jamie inhaled sharply. I lined him
up with my mouth and began to lick across his head, flicking my
tongue against his slit. He was going crazy on the sheets! I just had
to have him. I formed an oval with my lips and took him in my mouth.
I went down a few inches, and then back up in a bobbing motion. I
slowly managed more and more of him inside me. He tasted great, but
more than that, he felt great. The way he’d lift his hips
slightly to meet my actions, the way he’d throb on my tongue.
He was so hot.
With my spare hand, I reached down and slowly
kneaded his balls. Jamie moaned at that. I kept rubbing them gently,
as I went down on him all the way. I found my nose buried in his
small patch of pubic hair, so I inhaled. I could smell the shower,
but I could smell more, I could smell him, his masculinity. I glanced
up and looked at him. His head was against a pillow and his eyes were
closed, he looked perfect, so content. He moaned again.
“I’m
close….”
I sucked harder against him, rubbing his
balls with more action, wanting, needing him to release into my
mouth. I felt his balls pull up slightly, before he started to
come.
“Unnnnghhh!” He moaned, as he started to
unload onto my tongue. I stopped bobbing my head and just teased his
slit as he kept coming. He humped his hips against my face in time
with the contractions. There was so much cum in my mouth! I wondered
if he’d ever stop! But after a few more squirts, he calmed
down. I milked him with my hand, squeezing out any more of his load,
before I licked it with my tongue. I swallowed the amount I had in my
mouth, causing that tickling sensation in my throat. I pulled my lips
from him and looked up at his face. He was looking down at me and
smiled before he looked up at the ceiling, his chest rising and
falling rapidly.
I climbed up his body and lay my head against
his shoulder as he calmed down some. He turned his head toward me and
kissed me lightly, before he rolled me onto my back. He broke the
kiss and stared into my eyes. We shared a small moment, before he
leaned forward and attacked my nipples. I moaned as he teased them,
making them hard and erect. Jamie pulled back and licked down to my
belly, before reaching my cock. He held it in his hand and slowly
retracted the skin, causing more precum to emerge from the tip. He
repeated this a few times, seemingly curious about my foreskin.
I
watched as he exposed my head and extended his tongue, sweeping it
across my tip. It took my breath away. I looked down again and
watched as he swept his tongue across, focusing on the tip. He was
driving me crazy with such a small motion! I felt his other hand come
down and cup my balls, massaging them gently. My dick was
ridiculously hard, throbbing madly and leaking precum. I needed him
to make me cum. Jamie teased the tip one more time, before he placed
his lips over my cock and gently sucked on the head. I let my head
fall back against the pillow, surrendering to the sensations.
He
slowly began to bob his head up and down, taking more of me with each
turn. I humped my hips against him, timing them with him. He quickly
found a good rhythm and expertly sucked me. He kept on playing with
my balls, bringing me closer to shooting. I wouldn’t last long.
He pulled off and quickly stroked me several times before he sucked
me again. I moaned at his actions. Jamie flicked his tongue against
my tip again, sending me past the point of no return. I could feel it
building in my legs, working its way up. It seemed to last minutes!
But I finally began to cum.
“Unnnnnnghh!” I
moaned, as I began to shoot. Each contraction rippled throughout my
body, tickling every cell, before I came again, shooting another load
into Jamie’s waiting mouth. He kept on bobbing his head,
causing me to come like crazy. I felt another load exit me. I’d
lost count by that point, I was an orgasmic mess, flopping about on
his bed. But after what seemed hours, I finally slowed to a dribble.
Jamie tried to milk more from me, but with a shaking hand, I pulled
him off my sensitive dick. He released me and climbed up, resting his
head against my chest, kissing me softly.
I lay there,
catching my breath. My body kept quaking in these involuntary spasms.
I’d never come so powerfully in my life. Jamie just lay there,
holding me close as I came down from my high. I felt so great, so
special, so tired.
Like I had just run a hundred-mile marathon! After a minute or so,
Jamie crawled back up and kissed me lightly. I returned the kiss and
we entered into a gentle lip lock. No longer were we driven by the
need to cum, we were kissing out of love. It felt amazing as I lay
there kissing him. We had just shared something so special, and it
was ours, all ours. Jamie pulled his lips from me and lay his head on
my chest again. I reached out and held him close as we rested in the
afterglow. Part of me was buzzing inside, but the rest of me was so
content. So very content.
I must have dozed off, because the
next thing I remembered was waking up with Jamie in my arms, only he
was facing away from me. Not only that, but the duvet was pulled up
to our waists. I smiled slightly before I inched closer to him,
hugging his back against my chest. I lay there for a moment, before
Jamie shifted against me. He rolled over and faced me, his beautiful
grey eyes lighting up his face.
“Hey.” He
whispered.
“Hey.” I whispered back.
He
leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose, “I love you.”
I
smiled at him, “I love you too.”
He searched under
the duvet and found my hands, “We waited too long.”
“I
know.”
“Never again.”
I shook my
head, “Never again. I promise.”
He pulled my hand
to his mouth and kissed it.
We lay there for a moment, just
looking at each other, before Jamie stretched out and began to move.
He sat up and tugged at my hand, “Come on.”
I lay
still and groaned at him.
“Hehehe, come on.” He
giggled.
I sat up, “What?” I mumbled, “Where
are we going?”
He pulled at my hand, “We’re
gonna have a shower.”
“Together?” I asked,
before I realised that’s what he said.
He nodded,
“Together.”
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