Okay, here we go again. If you are under 18 (or 21 in some areas), don't read this series. If you are offended by gay high school students learning about life and love, then don't read this series. This work belongs to the author of the series. No unauthorized reproduction is permitted. This is a work of fiction.
Collision, Part 15
By Joey E
Ryan stopped by Brett's locker at the end of the day as he usually did before they both walked to their secret make-out spot before they went to wrestling practice. Brett was just getting to his locker, perfect timing.
"Hey, bro!" Brett said, flashing his trademark grin, dimples and all.
"Hey, Brett. You know, the strangest thing. I thought my favorite pair of jeans were in my locker. Because that's where I know I put them last. But, they aren't there now."
Brett opened up his locker, and to his horror, Ro's (the kid he ran into in the bathroom) cum filled boxers and cargo pants were laying on the top. Ryan for sure noticed them.
Brett grabbed them and stuffed them in his bookbag and grinned at Ryan's frowning face.
"What were they?" Ryan asked.
"I'll explain later. It's not entirely what you think."
"Are they mine?"
"Well, uh, no, but you might see someone in school with your jeans on..." Brett said, grinning.
Ryan was totally lost now, and to be honest, Brett liked the look on Ryan's face. For once, Ryan had no clue about what was going on. "Don't worry about it Ryan. Once I explain the whole thing, it will make sense, man," Brett said closing his locker.
Just then, none other than Ro walked by. "Hey Brett," he said, stopping at Brett's locker. "Thanks again! I'll get these back to you tomorrow!"
Ryan gave Ro the complete check out. His eyes bulged when he realized they were his jeans!
"No problem, little guy. I'm glad I could help you," Brett said. He then turned to Ryan and asked, "You ready?"
Ry followed Brett out the door and was very confused. Brett broke down laughing his ass off by the time he got out of the school.
"Okay, Ryan. I can explain everything," Brett said, putting his arm around Ryan as they walked around the school lot. It didn't take long for Brett to explain why that kid had Ryan's missing jeans on and why Brett had his cum-soaked boxers and cargo pants. By the time Brett was finished explaining, Ryan was laughing.
"Aw, dude, that's hilarious!" Ryan said. They reached their destination
and kissed. Then it was off to wrestling practice for the next two hours.
"Eric!" his mom yelled from downstairs.
"Aw, man," Eric said, getting up off his bed. "What?"
"The phone's for you."
"Oh," he said. He went over to his phone and picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked. He heard the click of his mom hanging up downstairs.
"Hey, uh, Eric," the voice said.
The 6'5", 240lbs high school boy smiled, knowing who it was.
"JayMan!" Eric shouted. "What's up, bud?"
"Uh, not much," said the voice, sounding a little unsure.
"What do I owe this call to?"
"Well, I was free tonight, and uh, I wanted to know, uh if you wanted to go, you know...out?"
Eric grinned again at Jay's shyness over the phone. "Sure, man. I can't take much more of US Government. Where'd you have in mind?"
"Well, since we are both under 21, I guess that rules out bars...."
"Except for that place we met about, oh, about a month ago..."
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking..."
"You mean, you'd go out with me there?" Eric asked, surprised.
"Well, I figured since you bought me dinner the other night, I could take you out."
"Aw, that's sweet, dude. Well, let's see. I'll pick you up in half an hour?"
"Sounds good to me, man."
A little background now. Jay was a college kid from the local college in the area who was out with his gay college friends the night that Eric, Brett, and Ryan went out on their own WITHOUT Joe and Dan this time. (This scene was actually written about in my other series which Jay is from, "Dan, The Man/Joe, The Man". If you want to check it out, look under the college section on Nifty). Though Jay was insistent that he was straight, Eric could tell there was some kind of sparkle in Jay's eyes that gave Jay away. The two of them had gone out for dinner the other night to the surprise of Eric. It was Jay who called him up out of the blue. They had talked about getting together, but Eric didn't think it would happen this fast.
Soon enough, Eric pulled up in front of Jay's college apartment. Jay was waiting there, smiling. He jogged over to Eric's car and got in the front passenger's seat. Eric grinned at the sight of this 5'6", blue/blonde, 130lbs stud.
"What's up, JayMan?" Eric asked, cool and calm.
"Not much, Eric," Jay replied.
"You sure you want to go out with me alone man?" Eric asked, grinning.
"Oh, yeah, man. I'm ready."
"Ready for what?" Eric asked, pulling onto the main road.
"Anything you got!" Jay said, grinning.
"Oh my..." Eric said, softly. "This is gonna be an interesting night."
"You wanna just go back to my place and screw around?" Jay asked.
"Just kiddin'. We have all night."
"Jay, you can't do that man," Eric said, shaking his head.
"Lead me on like that. It's not right."
"Who says I'm leading you on?" Jay asked, smiling.
"Oh man..." Eric moaned.
"Look, like I said before, I'm not sure what I want anymore. My roommate
Joe, you met him that time we were all out at Woody's, and I have been
talking. It's hard for me to tell you, dude. It's hard."
"I know, man, I know. But I thought you were straight!"
"Yeah, so did I," Jay said softly.
"Let's not go there right now, Jay. We're gonna have a good time, you and I. We're gonna knock the house down at Woody's tonight!"
Eric turned up the radio and they were jammin' all the way to Philadelphia, a 1/2 an hour ride. It just occurred to Eric he never drove to Woody's before, and had a hard time remembering which way to go once he got off the bridge.
"Shit, do you remember how to get there?" he asked, as he turned down the radio.
"Sort of...I think so. I've only been there once," Jay offered.
"Well, I'm sure we'll figure it out. What street is it on again?"
"Walnut and 13th Street."
Jay and Eric tried to navigate their way to the parking garage, but failed the first time. They ended up going on the wrong street, the wrong way.
"ERIC!! This is a one way street!" Jay exclaimed.
Eric laughed. "Shit, you're right! Oh, shit, there's a car coming our way!"
Jay laughed too.
"What should I do?"
"Pull over man!"
"There's no where to go..." Eric said, giggling.
"Oh shit, it's a cop car too!" Jay pointed out.
"Fuck, he's coming closer, man!"
"Stop," Jay said, still laughing.
"Oh, wait, there's a spot there!" Eric said, pulling the car over to the left where there was a space to stop.
"Well, it ain't a parking spot, but at least I got out of the way," Eric remarked.
"Yeah, but the cop stopped anyway. Shit, here he comes."
Eric rolled down his window and took a deep breath. Jay was smiling. He glanced over at his little passenger and said, "Stop smiling! He'll think we're on something."
Jay stifled a giggle.
"Lost?" the officer said, smiling as he looked in at Eric and Jay.
Jay took one look at the officer's face and his mouth dropped open.
The officer looked over at Jay.
"Jay?" the officer asked. "What's happening man?"
Eric was sort of relieved that Jay apparently knew the guy.
"Not much. We just didn't realize we were going the wrong way. This is his first time driving in the city," he explained.
"Yeah, sorry, officer," Eric interjected.
"I figured from the Jersey plates you were tourists. So, I didn't call this into the station. Turn around, and please notice which direction traffic is going in the next time you turn on to a street."
"I will, man. Thanks," Eric said, relieved he wasn't getting a ticket.
"Thanks, Dave!" Jay said, smiling. "What are you doing over on this side of the Delaware River?"
"I wanted something different. I had a connection in this department, so I got in. Tell Joe and Matt I said Hi!"
"I will," assured Jay. "Thanks for letting us go."
Eric made a K-turn with Dave the officer blocking traffic so that he could have the room to turn the vehicle around.
"Oh, shit, why didn't you ask him how to get to Woody's?" Jay asked.
"What? You think I'm gonna ask a freakin' cop about Woody's?"
"Oh, he's cool about that. I know him from my roommate, Joe. Joe actually, well, fucked him," Jay explained.
"You're shittin' me dude!" Eric exclaimed.
"No, I'm not, man. And I had my chance too, if you must know," Jay said.
"WHAT?" Yelled Eric, turning on to Walnut.
"I'll tell you about it later. He's actually a cop from our area, but as you just heard, he went over here."
"Yeah, you better tell me about it later, little man," Eric said. "Well, there's thirteenth street, but it's going the wrong way!"
"But look, there's Woody's!" Jay said, pointing toward the left.
"Fuck it," Eric said, "I'm turning right..."
Somehow, they found the parking garage that Brett parked in the last time Eric was in the city. They got out of the car, and started walking towards the bar/club. Jay looked extremely comfortable around Eric for once. Eric liked that.
They went up the stairways for kids under 21 and paid their 5 bucks to the guy at the door. It was now 11PM because of their little hold up in traffic. The dance floor was not full yet, but not empty and the place was not too crowded. Once they were through the door, Eric casually put his arm around Jay's shoulder. Jay looked up at Eric and smiled.
"You know, the first time I did that, you freaked and ran away from me here," Eric reminded Jay.
"Yeah, I know it. The feeling is still there, man. Believe me. But I
also feel very at ease with you. I don't know what it is."
"My size?" Eric asked, laughing.
"Well, you do have a big ass, if that's what you mean," Jay kidded.
"Why does everyone say I have a big ass? Ryan called me a big ol' bottom the other week!"
Jay laughed at that remark. "Well, are you?"
"No," Eric answered. "I'm a top!"
Jay laughed again. "We'll see about that."
Eric chose to ignore that previous comment. "Well, let's go scope out the crowd man."
They took a stroll around the "disco" area of the bar, the only place the under 21 year olds were allowed. If you want a more detailed description of the place, refer back to whatever chapter it was that the group first went to the club.
For the first time in his life, Jay allowed himself to look at what he really wanted to look at.
"Eric," Jay said into Eric's ear.
Eric turned to look at Jay. He leaned down a little too. "I have to tell you something. It feels good to be able to be free. I've been trying to keep these feelings inside and down deep, but I can't explain how good it feels to let them out."
"That's good, little man. I'm glad you're finally coming around. You can't hide them, man. It ain't good. I know..."
Jay casually moved himself in front of the big giant who was leaning against the bar. Eric noticed immediately and took it as a hint. He slowly wrapped his arms around Jay's thin body. Jay moved back into Eric's body. Jay looked up at Eric who was looking down at him. They both grinned at each other.
"You like this?" Eric asked.
"I hate to admit it, but yeah, I do," Jay answered blushing.
"I just want to make sure these freaks around here know you're mine," he explained.
"Good, I don't want any of them anyway."
"Don't be too sure of that, man. Look at that guy over there," Eric said, nodding his head in the direction of the hot guy.
Jay looked him over. He was about 5' 8", 140lbs, brown short hair, blue eyes, wearing an A and F shirt, and in cargo pants. He was with his group of friends, and his smile was unbelievable.
"Ah, I see what you mean..." Jay said, smiling. "But, don't worry, I'm
not even sure what I am yet. I'm not going to go and try pick him up..."
"Yeah, but he might try to pick you up, little man. I mean, let's face it, you're a hot little stud! Who wouldn't want to pick you up?"
Jay blushed and just leaned back into Eric. Eric increased his grip on Jay and Jay smiled.
Eric wanted to kiss Jay at that moment. His lips, so full and red, were just begging to be kissed. And that smile that Jay had. What was up with this? Eric never ever felt this strongly before. Why was it now? He wanted to hold Jay in his arms for the rest of his life. He wanted to protect this little guy from every harm in his way. He knew Jay for a total of about five hours tops, and he was falling in love with the boy. He shook his head to get those thoughts out of his head.
"You wanna go dance?" he asked, releasing Jay.
"Sure, man, come on!" Jay said, grabbing Eric's hand and leading him to the dance floor.
God, he's acts younger than I do! Eric thought to himself. Cool!
So Mutt and Jeff went out to the dance floor. They went to the edge since there was some room to move around. They were like little kids as they were the first night they were there. They danced around each other, danced at each other, when there were words they sang to each other. Eric, despite his size was very agile and matched Jay's speed and agility, which shocked the hell out of Jay.
"How can someone your size move that fast?" Jay shouted over the bass.
Eric shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know, I just do!"
Jay laughed and the resumed their dancing. Jay knew from raves how to dance like a raver kid. He started to dance like that after a while and Eric just stopped and watched him. Jay was aware of Eric's eyes on him.
"I can't dance like that, man," Eric explained.
"I think you can. Watch me," Jay said.
Finally, Eric attempted to move like Jay did. The first time, Jay just cracked up. Eric was determined. He studied Jay's body movement and tried it again. This time it worked. He didn't like it that much, but he was glad he could do it. Finally though, he got sick of it, and grabbed Jay, turned him around, and started grinding his cock into Jay's ass. Jay laughed out loud and screamed. He let his larger friend grind him as he leaned his back into Eric's chest. Soon, they were feeling some tingling in those areas. Jay jerked away when he could feel something hard against his ass.
Eric looked at Jay. Jay looked at Eric. Eric couldn't take his eyes off Jay's hot body. Eric slowly walked over in rhythm towards Jay. Jay didn't move an inch. Eric slowly bent over while he took Jay in his arms. Jay inched his way up to meet Eric. Eric had a better idea and just grabbed Jay and lifted him up.
Startled, Jay hung on to Eric's neck and his legs were crossed over his back. They looked at each other for a split second and then they kissed on the lips, lightly. Jay backed away and opened his eyes. Eric smiled at him, wondering what he would do. Jay smiled back and leaned in more for another one. Their lips touched again, this time for a longer duration. No tongues were involved. Just then, Eric let go of Jay and set him back on the dance floor. He held out his hand to Jay and said, "Let's go get a drink."
They went over to the closest bar of the two and ordered two cokes. Eric looked down at Jay and smiled at him. Jay smiled back.
"Jay, are you sure you want to do this?"
"It did appear that way, didn't it?" Jay answered, grinning.
"Yeah, but are you sure? Because once you say yes, there's no turning
back," Eric said seriously. "And I don't want to be convicted of rape."
"And I don't sleep with anyone on the first date," Jay fired back, grinning.
Eric grinned. "That's not what I meant. I mean, you're not going to work me up and then say I wasn't interested..."
"No, I won't," Jay said, leaning up to kiss Eric on the cheek. They grabbed their cokes and took sips.
"So, what now?" Eric asked.
"Well, I need a cigarette," Jay said.
"Only socially, but Joe, my roommate, is usually around to let me bum one."
"Eww..." Eric commented.
"Sorry, dude. It's a nasty habit I know. But I only do it when I'm drunk or in a club," Jay explained.
There was a guy next to them smoking a cigarette. Jay tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey, dude, can I bum a smoke?"
"Sure, bud," the guy turned around. Eric thought the face looked familiar, but couldn't place it. Jay got his smoke and lit it with a match.
"Thanks, man," Jay said, turning back around to face Eric.
"You don't look like the smoking type."
"Which kind of smoking are you referring to?" Jay asked, with an evil grin on his face.
"Oh man!!" Eric said, laughing. "You're a pot head too?"
"Only sometimes," Jay said, smiling.
"You're a nut, little man," Eric said, putting his arm around Jay's shoulder again.
"Yeah, that's why you like me though."
"T'is true, t'is true."
They drank in silence (well, not really, since the relentless beat was banging in their ears, but you know what I mean). They looked around at what was happening around them.
"Hey, Eric. There's a guy for you," Jay said, pointing to a cute, young kid.
Eric looked and smiled. "Nah, I got one already."
Jay looked up at him.
"Yes, he's you," Eric answered. "You're mine tonight, bud. I don't care what you say. You're mine."
"What if I said no?"
"Then I'd drop you off at your apartment like a perfect gentleman. But you ain't goin' home with no one else."
"Ah, I see," Jay said. He took a sip of his coke and looked at the giant next to him. "Well, what if I said yes?"
Eric's grin widened as he turned his whole body to face Jay. "Then I'd say you were in luck!" He took a sip of his coke and winked at Jay.
"Come on," Jay yelled as he slammed his glass down on the bar. "Let's go create a scene on the fuckin' dance floor!"
Jay grabbed his new friend and drug him to the dance floor. They got down in the rhythm and got funky right away. A good song came on just then. "I Turn To You" by Melanie C.
"I love this song!" Eric yelled to Jay. Jay smiled back.
"Yeah, me too!" Jay said.
Letting the music carry them, they just danced around each other. A couple of times, Jay smacked Eric on the ass for fun. Eric, in return, just grabbed Jay's crotch. Finally, they were dancing in front of each other. Good music going, blood pumping, and hormones flying, they finally rubbed against each other, grinding their now hard cocks into each other. Eric grabbed onto Jay as they continued to grind. Jay leaned up to kiss Eric. Eric leaned down to meet Joe halfway. The result was a full-fledged open mouthed kiss. Tongues fought for entry in the other's mouth.
"DAMN!" yelled someone next to them.
Eric looked up and saw the cutie they had been both checking out earlier that night. Jay looked also.
"Dude, man, he's gotta breathe sometime!" The guy said to Eric.
"Well, you know..." Eric said, smiling.
"You guys look hot man. Have fun!" the guy said, dancing away from the duo.
Eric and Jay shared a laugh. They had a few more cokes and a few more sexual dances. Soon enough, the night was over. 2AM. Reluctantly, they left the club, tired but happy.
"Eric," Jay said, holding Eric's in the car.
"I want to thank you for a great time tonight," Jay said. "And, I'd like you know, it was you who brought me out..."
Eric took a quick glance at Jay while he was driving. He sighed and asked, "Really?"
"Yes, man. It was. I don't know if I would call it love at first sight. But there was something about you that struck a chord in me. I had to face some ugly things in my past before I could get past them though. That's why it took me so long to come around. I thought I was straight," Jay explained.
"JayMan, it doesn't matter, bud. As long as you're here with me now."
"But there's stuff that you gotta understand about me," Jay continued.
"I'm sure there is, but not now, man. Just relax and enjoy it."
Jay closed his mouth and looked out the window as they headed over the Benjamin Franklin Bridge. Just then, a crash broke the sereneness of the ride. Jay looked over to his left and saw this car veering to towards them.
"ERIC LOOK OUT!" Jay yelled as he pointed to the left.
"Oh shit!" Eric exclaimed as he looked to the right of him to make sure there was no car in the right lane.
He didn't have time. The car pushed his car to the right, causing him to brush up against the barrier. Unfortunately, it hit the barrier at just the right angle to cause him to go up and on top of it. There was not much space at all between the supports and they slammed into a support beam and stopped instantly.
"SHIT!" Eric yelled. He was trying to push the airbag down out of his
face. It was like being on a balance beam, except the thin barrier was
the beam, and the car was trying to stay up above the water some 800 feet
Sorry, I just had to end it there. As an author, I love cliffhangers. But as a reader, I hate them. And as you know, this series' name is "Collision". It's only appropriate to have a car collision in it. But trust me, there will be more to come. And soon. Meanwhile, please send all comments to SNJBoy76@aol.com Thanks.