Date: Fri, 9 Dec 2005 22:02:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Joseph Smith <gaymormonwriter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Behind The Silver Screen Chapter Two   High school

Behind The Silver Screen
Chapter Two


(Authors notes: This work is copyrighted. The other legal notices are also
noted.)


It was Saturday and no school. Since the parents and my siblings went to
visit my grandparents on the other side of the state, I had the house to
myself. Waking around 10:30 allowed me plenty of time to shower and have
some fun with Jay. He was my age and lived up the street. His family had
the only in-ground swimming in the neighborhood. Jay and I had been playing
together since last summer. We were swimming at the pool. The five-foot
privacy fence that surrounded the pool allowed us to play unobserved by the
neighbors. Jay offered to jack me off one day and had told me that he jacks
his older brother whenever he was home from college.

I said sure.

As he swam over to me, I leaned against the side of the pool. He reached my
swimming trunks and felt for my cock. I watched in amazement since this was
the first time anyone had ever touched me 'there'.

He slipped my cock out and began a slow stroking of the loose skin. I was
totally lost in the sensations of his hand on my cock. This was how it
started for us.

I got up and showered and resisted the urge to jack off right there. Jay
was supposed to be here at 11 so we could play until I had to go to work at
12:30.

I finished in the shower and dried myself. I made a quick glance in the
mirror to see if I had to shave. No, not today I thought. My body was
pretty hairless except for around my cock. I was not skinny, yet not really
that big either. My hair was cut in what was called a 'boys regular' at the
barbershop.  My cock was rather small when soft but grew to about six and
half inches when aroused.

The doorbell rang and I walked naked to the front door. When I was sure it
was Jay, I stood behind it to let him in.

"Hi there, Mike, good to see you are ready for me," Jay said with a big
smile.

With that he reached for my cock and held it as he brought his lips to
mine. I reached for his front area and began to rub and squeeze his cock
through his jeans.

I broke the kiss and asked, "Is your brother home this weekend, Jay?"

"Yeah, I already jacked him off this morning. He was so horny for me he had
to wake me up from a sound sleep. I can feel you are ready for me too," he
said as he winked at me.

"Let's go to my room."

Since Jay knew his way, he led me by my cock to my upstairs bedroom.  I
helped him off with his shirt. He had a nicely defined chest and abdomen
without any hair.

I reached for his belt buckle and undid it. I unsnapped the button on his
jeans and lowered his zipper. Jay's hand never left my hard cock. I slipped
my hand inside his underwear and found his hard cock waiting for me. His
jeans slowly fell to the floor and he kicked them off his feet.

We stood there looking into each other's eyes and slowly stroked each
other's cocks. I had memorized each and every inch of his cock. I marveled
at his mushroom crown.

My hand worked his cock and my lips worked his mouth. Jay never wanted to
do more than kiss or touch. Anything else he swore was gay. So, I accept
his conditions and enjoyed what we did.

I took him by his cock and lead him to the bed. We laid down next to each
other and kissed and watched each other as we stroked our cocks. There was
no urgency in our movements. Just relaxed, stroking gently.

"Tell me how you stroked your brother," I said.

Jay just smiled at me and said, "I grabbed his cock and pulled on him. He
likes it when I stroke it fast. He just lies down on the bed and lets me do
my thing. I show no mercy when I jack him hard. For him, it only takes
about a minute before he cums all over his belly and chest."

"Ah, I would love to watch that sometime."

"No can do. He insists that no one knows what we do."

"And he doesn't do anything for you?"

"Nope. Won't even look at my cock."

"He's missing out."

"So you say," Jay chuckles as he leans back against the wall of my bed.

I leaned back as well. His hand massages me and teases me some. My hand
does the same to him. If anyone would walk in, it would be quite a sight
seeing two teenagers jerking each other off.

I kept looking at him and his cock, wanting so badly to put it in my mouth.

"Jay, I'm gay." Why I was anxious to admit it to him when I couldn't admit
to myself, I didn't know.

"I know."

"Let me suck it?"

Jay didn't answer right away. He was thinking. We have had this
conversation before. Every time he declines.

"I don't know Billy. I really don't."

"It doesn't make you gay, Jay, if I suck it. All you have to do is enjoy
it."

"Have you ever sucked on one before?" He asked.

"No. Not yet. You would be my first"

Neither of us has changed our stroking efforts. The conversation seemed to
make his cock harder.

"I don't know, Mike."

"I do."

Jay smiles at me and leans in for a kiss. It was just a peck.

"Okay." He says.

I think my heart stopped. He said yes. I turned and looked into his eyes to
see if he was joking with me.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Yes."

Jay let go of my cock and watched me as I lowered my face to his groin. I
was face to cock with him now. As I studied the head and looked down the
shaft, I noticed the scar about a quarter inch from the head. My tongue
left my mouth and arched its way to the underside of his head. I licked it
and then moved towards the slit.

Jay remained quiet until I opened my mouth and took his cock deep inside. I
held him in place, not moving at first, savoring the flavor and the
excitement of what I was doing. I started rubbing his balls as I slowly
started to suck on him.

Jay moaned and seemed lost in sensations he had never felt before. I moved
up to the head and started sucking on it, stroking his cock with my
hand. He began to react to the manipulations of my mouth on his cock. He
stretched out his legs and scooted down some on the bed. It was his first
blowjob and I wanted it to be memorable.

I slowed my sucking and stroking to a minimum and then began to take him to
completion. His balls tightened up against his body and his cock tensed
up. I felt the first of several jets of cum flooding my mouth. I swallowed
as much as I could, but there was too much cum.

Jay started to relax and come down from his orgasmic high. I continued to
lick up every drop from his cock that I had lost and savored the flavor of
him.

When I moved up to Jay to kiss him, he surprised me by turning away from my
face.

I laid next to him for a several minutes. He didn't' say anything. His cock
had gone soft and it looked so cute. I lowered my hand and cupped his cock
and balls.

"Are you okay, Jay?" I asked.

Jay began to move off the bed.

"I got to go, Mike."

"Want a minute, I haven't gotten off yet."

"Sorry," he said.

Jay seemed rushed as he put his clothes on and with out a word left my
room. I heard the front door close a few moments later.

Alone suddenly and disappointed, I reached for myself to start stroking but
lost the mood.

I needed another shower so I draped a dry towel on the shower door and
jumped in. As I stood back from the shower stream, I discovered how nice it
felt spraying directly on my cock. It started to get hard and stood
straight up as the water stream hit the underside of my cock. As I leaned
back against the wall, I felt the intense sensation of the water pounding
on me.

My thoughts went back to Jay and how it was for me as I sucked off his
cock. It didn't take long before I felt myself heading towards my climax. I
found myself so taken over by the orgasm I had to reach for the towel
holder to keep my balance. It was everything I could do to just keep my
cock under the water.

I slowly recovered and noticed that all my cum had washed down with the
water and exited through the drain. I looked at myself and examined my cock
to see if I had hurt myself. I found it to be fine and very clean. I
thought I had just found a great way to wash my cock every day. Nice.

I dried off, got dressed and headed for work. As I walked to the theater I
began to wonder about Jay and why he reacted the way he did. I wanted to
suck his cock all the time now.

Our first show was at 2:00. I observed everything I could about the theater
and its operation. I worked with Ryan for the afternoon and he told me some
of the history of the theater.

It belonged to a Jewish family since it opened in 1949. When the only son
married outside their religion, the father flew to New York and sold it to
Loews Theatres. Family tradition must have run deep.

Every time the bedroom scene was on screen, Ryan and I were right there
watching. I wanted so much to reach out and touch Romeo.

Joe came in at 6:00 and the three us handled over 600 people that
night. The highlight of the evening was when all three of us were upstairs
changing at the end of our shift. We actually stood around in our underwear
for a while as we chatted about school and work. I wanted so much to walk
up to both Ryan and Joe and rub my hands over their cocks.

It was nearly eleven when I started to walk. I walked past Jay's house. The
light was out in his bedroom. When I got to my house, Jay was sitting on
the porch swing.

"Were you waiting for me?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Are you okay?"

"We need to talk," he said.

"About?" I said as I sat down next to him on the swing.

"We crossed the line today," he said.

"The line you established, Jay."

"Yes."

"So, my giving you a blow job crossed a line that you didn't want to
cross?"

"Yes."

"Okay, the line was crossed. I sucked your cock. You shot your load in my
mouth. I did all the work."

"I know."

"So what's the problem? We could go inside and I could do it again," I
said, hoping that's what he wanted.

"I can't," he said.

"Why?"

"Because we crossed the line. It's my fault. I allowed it."

"Okay. But I asked you first."

"I know."

"So what's the problem?"

Jay sat there, staring up the street.

"What's the problem then?" I asked again.

"I liked it."

"Great. I did too."

I reached for his hand but he withdrew it from my grasp.

"Jay, what's wrong?"

"I liked it too much."

"What are you saying?"

"Billy, I liked playing around with you. What we did was within boundaries
I set for myself. I would touch you and my brother and I would kiss
you. That was far as I wanted it to go. I'm not like you. I'm not gay. But
today things changed. I thought letting you blow me would be alright," he
said turning towards me, his eyes meeting mine. "But I loved what you did
and I felt things that scared me."

"What did you feel, Jay?"

Jay turned away and stared down at the porch floor.

"I knew if I stayed I would cross the line. I don't want to be gay,
Mike. But what I felt after you were done, what we shared, I knew that if I
did what I wanted so badly to do, I would be like you, then."

"What did you want to do, Jay?"

"I wanted to do what you did to me."

"And you think if you sucked me it would make you gay?"

"Yes."

"I don't know what to say."

"Me either. This isn't easy for me. I spent the whole day in my room,
thinking about what I should do. My brother came to me and I told him, no."

"Why?"

"Because I knew if I took hold of his cock I would want to suck it."

"So you think you might be turning gay?"

"I'm afraid if I continue with what I am doing, I won't be satisfied with
just the hand jobs. I know if I go any further with you or my brother I
will be gay."

We sat there, quietly. I didn't know what to say and didn't like what I was
thinking. I suspected he was doing the same thing. We rocked in the porch
swing together. Finally he spoke.

"I can't see you anymore, Mike."

I felt like I just got punched in the stomach.

"Jay...?"

"I mean it, Mike. I can't do this anymore. I want to stay straight and I am
so afraid I could fall the other way so easily. I don't want to live like
that."

"Like how, Jay?"

"I really don't know. That kind of life scares me. I know you're gay and
you seem okay with it, but what are you going to do when you finish high
school?"

"I don't know yet. My parents just told me that there was no college
fund. So that's out."

"No, I mean with being gay."

"I guess go on with what I am doing."

"You see, you are really uncertain with it. I, on the other hand, don't see
a future with it. I want to be normal and get married to a girl."

"That doesn't mean you can't have fun until then."

"Yes, it does. After you sucked me I knew I wanted more, I would want it
all the time. If I did what I wanted to, go down on you or my brother that
would be it. I would be sucked into it and I don't see a way out. I would
be gay. Don't you see? I don't want to be gay."

"I know. I have heard this already. You have told me over and over again
that you didn't want to be gay, that you weren't gay."

"Yes."

"Stay with me tonight. Decide for sure and in the morning, you may feel
that you can do both."

I knew I was sounding desperate here. I didn't like what I was afraid was
going to happen, lose Jay in my life.

"If I stay with you tonight, there would be no turning back because I know
that if I did, I would be gay."

I finally accepted the inevitable.

"I can't see you anymore. We can't talk or even say 'hi' when we pass in
school. I'm sorry Mike. I am going to miss you."

Jay got up and walked away into the darkness towards his house.

The end of Chapter 2