Date: Mon, 13 Oct 2003 14:52:47 EDT
From: GABigflamer22@aol.com
Subject: High School Daze Part 2:

*This series may contain explicit sexual encounters between teenage
boys.This is a complete work of fiction, and is not to be read if you do
not wish tosee such content.  With that being said, enjoy.


High School Daze:

Chapter 2:


After my dream that disrupted my first period class, the rest of the day
dragged on, and I was completely depressed the entire day.  When lunch
time came, I made my way to my usual place on the quad, and waited for
Katie to meet up with me.  I was still thinking about my dream of my
first encounter with the "real" Steven.  I can still picture his solid
chiseled body in front of me as if the sight were permanently embedded in
my brain. Not only was the sight permanently embedded, but so was the
feel, and the taste.  I want him back so bad, but I know that it will
never happen, not in this lifetime at least.  My self loathing was
interrupted when Katie plopped her bookbag down next to me. 

"Man I am sooooo glad to finally be out of that class, can you believe
that that asshole teacher actually made us write a 500 word essay off the
top of our heads today.  God, if only I could write what I was really
thinking at that moment, that would probably make his day." Katie said
looking and smiling at me.  She had obviously cheered up since this
morning, and her happiness was inviting.

"What's up with you, you are like this every day now.  You need to get
out and do something besides coming to school, and then going home and
hiding out in your room all day.  It's not healthy."  She stated looking
at me with concern.

"I'll be okay, I just need some sleep, that's all."  I said without much
conviction.

"Well, if your not going to talk to him, you need to get over him." She
said matter-of-factly.

"It's not that easy.  We were together for almost 4 months, you don't
just get over it, not when you have a relationship like we had."  I said
getting even more depressed by the second.  "Lets just change the
subject."

"Well, we should go out tonight, see a movie, go to dinner, something to
get your mind off things."  She offered.

"I can't, I slept through first period, so now I have to make up a whole
bunch of reading so I will be with the rest of the class tomorrow.  It
will take me all night to read those two chapters."  I said frustrated
with this conversation, and wanting to make a speedy exit. "Maybe
tomorrow."  I stood up and put my bookbag on my shoulder.  "I have to use
the bathroom, I will see you after school."  I said, turning to go, not
waiting for a response.

I made my way to the bathroom closest to my next period class.  I walked
in and was thankful that it was empty.  I made my way to the sink where I
turned the hot water on and let it run getting to the desired
temperature.  I ran my hands under the water, and splashed my face with
the warm substance.  I looked at myself in the mirror, and was startled
to see how tired I looked.  Just then I heard the door to the bathroom
slam, and also heard it lock from the inside.  I turned to see who it
was, and there he was again looking just as depressed as me.

"I don't have time for this."  I said and started making my way past
him.  He grabbed my arm preventing my retreat.

"I need to talk to you.  You don't return my calls, hell, I've even tried
writing you letters, but they get returned unopened.  I miss you."  He
said with emotion.  "I wish things could go back to the way they were. 
You know how much I care about you." 

"The way things were?  Yeah, that was goodtimes wasn't it." I stated
sarcastically.  "Sneaking away into the middle of nowhere so we could
sneak a quick kiss.  Hiding in locked bathrooms so we could talk.  You
climbing through my window in the middle of the night so you could get
off.  Yeah things were great."  This last comment pissed him off, and I
could tell he was getting angry.

"Jacob, you know it wasn't like that.  I never thought of you as someone
just to get me off and you know it.  You know I can't bring myself to let
the world know about me, but I was starting to come around.  I just need
more time.  I'm not like you, I can't just be myself, I have a reputation
that has to maintain itself, or my world will come crashing in around
me." 

"You don't even acknowledge the fact that I exist unless we are alone,
and you can't even bring yourself to nod when you see me in the hallway,
cause you are too scared that someone will take that greeting to mean
that we are fucking or something, and that would just be too awful to
even fathom."  I said moving further into the bathroom trying to further
distance the gap between us.  "I wish things could be different, but they
can't, and I don't think that it is healthy for either one of us to go
around each day trying to think that it will be." I couldn't bring myself
to look him in the eye, so I picked a spot on the bathroom floor and just
focused.

"This would be completely different if we were in college, and not in
high school, there are just to many people expecting me to be something
that I am not, and I am trying my best to please the entire world, and I
am losing the one thing that I truly love, and that's you."  he said,
moving towards me he gently placed his hand on my cheek, I couldn't help
myself, on reflex I let him hold my head in his hands, the comfort of the
gentlest touch bringing back all the good things about our relationship. 
He leaned in to kiss me, and that's when the tear gently started rolling
down my cheek, and so I turned away not wanting him to realize the affect
that he was having on me. 

"I want you back.  You are my world, and I don't think I can go on
without you."  He said tearing up himself this time.

"Then prove it."  I said not expecting a response to my rhetorical
comment.  I made my way past him and toward the door.  Before he could
catch up with me, I had the door unlocked, and was making my way out of
the building and down towards my car.  I couldn't take any more of this,
I had to get out of this school.  I finally got to my car, and started it
up and made my way out of the parking lot, and towards my house.

I pulled into my driveway, and stopped the car.  I sat there for a few
minutes debating on whether or not I should stay or go back to school. 
Then I thought of him again, and the tears welled up in my eyes.  I got
out of the car and unlocked the front door.  I was up the stairs and into
my room in two seconds, I stripped off the outfit I had on that day, and
plopped down into my bed still crying, and still not wanting to face the
world.  I'm not sure how long I was asleep, but the dream hit almost
instantaneous.

Here it was again, another memory, this time more vivid and clear than
the last.  It had been two weeks since the previous encounter with Steven
at "the rocks," and I had completely lost any hope of him trying to
contact me, but I was thinking about him almost constantly every second
of every day.  I had started going to the swim practices, hiding under
the bleachers, just so I could catch a glimpse of him, and I even changed
the route to some of my classes so that we would inevitably
pass each other in the hallway, when we did, eye contact was never made,
we just completely ignored each other.  I was sitting in my room when the
phone rang.  It was 8:30, and Katie was usually getting home at this
time, so I was expecting the call.

"Terrance let you go early tonight."  I said answering the phone. "He
must be getting tired of your rejection." 

"What?"  A males voice said, and I was startled because I was expecting
Katie.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else. Who is this?"  I stated

"It's me, um.... Steven..... I was um..... wondering if um...... I could
see you?"  He stuttered out silently almost in a whisper

"Yeah, sure, do you know where I live, I am home alone, and my parents
won't be home tonight."  I said hoping not to sound too desperate

"Yeah, I know where you live....I um... have driven by there every night
the past two weeks.  Ill be there in 15 minutes."  He said, and with that
he hung up the phone. 

I sat there holding the phone in my hand for a few minutes after he hung
up, I couldn't believe that he was actually coming over to my house.  I
put the phone back on the hook, and started swiftly cleaning my room.  I
also put on some clothes as I had only been sitting there in my boxers
waiting to go to bed when he called.  Before I knew it, ten minutes had
gone by, and I was pacing around my room waiting for him, nervous as to
what might happen with him over here and us alone.  Then I heard the
phone ring, expecting it to be him canceling, I cautiously answered the
phone.

"Hello."  I said silently

"Why was your phone busy earlier."  It was Katie and she sounded in an
unusually chipper mood.  "You know your parents told you about those 900
numbers."

"Telemarketer.  Look I got to go, I am expecting company."  I said, and I
cursed myself as soon as I said it.

"Who?"  She asked

"No one, um......... I'll talk to you later."  With that I quickly hung
up the phone, and proceeded down the stairs to await Steven.

About three minutes later, the doorbell rang, and I rushed to answer it. 
When I opened the door, there he was staring at his shoes, and fidgeting
back and forth.  When he looked up and his eyes met mine, a chill went
through my entire body, and a smile came to my face.

"Hi come in."  I said, and I made room for him to enter the house.  He
walked cautiously past me, and made it about five feet into the house.

"Would you like something to um.............."  I was interrupted by him
placing his lips against mine in a very passionate embrace that almost
made me lose my footing at first it was a kiss much like the other one,
but much longer this time, and eventually his tounge was pushing against
my lips, so I opened my mouth so he could gain access.  I tongues were
wrestling, and our hands were moving all over each others bodies.  Again,
he was the one to break the kiss.

"I'm sorry, I have thought of nothing else but doing that for the last
two weeks."  He said looking embarrassed by this impulse.

"There's nothing to be sorry for.  I have thought of little else also. 
Can I get you something to drink."  I asked making my way to the kitchen
and the refrigerator.

"Do you got a beer?  I need to relax."  He said sheepishly.

"Yeah, my dad keeps some in here, I think I might take one also."  I said
reaching in and grabbing two cans of bud light out of the fridge. 
Handing him one can I opened mine, and we both guzzled the entire
contents of the can in one drink.  When we finished, we both burped
really loudly.  This brought laughter from both of us, breaking the ice.

"That was butch and manly." I said still laughing from the macho display.

"Yeah, I guess."  He said stifling his laughter, and once again looking
down to the floor for some reason not wanting to make eye contact.

"Would you like another." I said already making my way to the fridge to
retrieve two more cans.

"Sure."  Was all he said.

We finished the other two cans, and I suggested that we go up to my room
and hang out.  Nervously he made his way up to my bedroom and took a seat
in the chair of my computer desk, as far away from the bed as he could
get, and I took a seat on my bed.  I was feeling a little lightheaded
from the two beers that were guzzled, and I was sure that he was feeling
the same.

"So, why did you come over here."  I asked wanting to get to the point
quickly

"I wanted to see you."  He said still not making eye contact.  "I have
thought about you every second of every day since we first kissed, I
can't think of anything else.  I can't eat, I can't sleep.  I've lost 5
seconds off my 400 meter freestyle, and coach says that if I can't get it
under control, then I won't even start in a couple of weeks when
competition begins.  I didn't know what else to do, so I finally broke
down and called you."

"Did you tell your parents where you were going."  I asked

"No, I told them I was going to go do some laps at the Y.  I don't think
I could tell them the truth."  He said

"And what is the truth?"  I asked

"That I am falling in love with you, and I don't know what to do to stop
it."  He said finally making eye contact, and the emotion that was
showing in his deep blue eyes was nothing but sincerity.

This caught me a bit off guard, how could he be in love with me, I mean I
have thought about nothing but him since the first time I laid eyes on
him, but I had never thought that I could actually fall in love with
him.  Much less him fall in love with me.

"Why would you want to stop it.  If it feels right you should go for it. 
When your around me, just relax and be yourself, you don't have anything
to prove to anyone just be yourself, I promise I won't judge you."  I
said hoping to get him more relaxed.

With this he slowly moved to my bed and stood right in front of me. He
leaned down and softly kissed me on the lips.  I could feel his hands
moving to the bottom of my shirt, and he gently started to lift my shirt
up.  The kiss was broken long enough for him to get the shirt off of my
body, and then it resumed.  His hands were exploring every inch of my
chest and abdomen.  His soft and gentle touch was completely unexpected. 
His hands made there way up to my nipples, where he gently but firmly
tweaked each one, and this sent an electrical current throughout my
entire body and straight to my quickly hardening cock.  To keep from
losing my balance, I moved my hands around his back and held on gently
massaging his back as our tongues worked each other over.  As his hands
made there way back down to the top of my pants, he began to unbutton
them.  He had them unbuttoned and was beginning to unzip them when I
pulled away. 

"Are you sure you want to do this."  I asked completly out of breath.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life."  He stated as he
started moving back towards me.  I stopped him before he could begin the
kiss again.  I slowly stood up off the bed, and started to take his shirt
off.  Me being the experienced one, I figured that I should take the
lead.  When the shirt was off, I was once again treated to the sight of
the most gorgeous body I have ever seen.  I started to slowly explore
each muscle of his six pack, and I playfully tweaked each nipple as he
did to me, obviously sending the same current throughout his body,
because he grabbed me to mantain his balance.  He leaned in and again
began kissing me with more passion this time, and allot less hesitancy. 
As we were kissing, i began to slowly unbutton and unzip his pants.  When
I got his pants off, I broke the kiss to admire this beauty standing in
front of me.  I was so taken back by the sheer magnificance of this
specimen standing before me in only a jock strap that I had to sit back
down on the bed.  As I brought my mouth to the pouch containing his
growing erection, I heard a soft moan escape his lips, and I felt his
hand pushing on the back of my head grinding my face into his crotch.  I
couldn't take it any longer, with one swift motion, i pulled his jock
strap down, and he stepped out of it revealing the most beautiful 7.5
inch cut cock that I had ever seen.  I placed my hand gently on it at
first, slowly massaging the shaft and head of his erect member.  I paid a
great deal of attention to the mushroom shaped head, and this brought a
loud moan and an intake of breath from him.  I had to taste him.  I
slowly brought my lips to the tip of his cock and kissed the head, then
with my tongue I gently began circling the head.  I guess he couldn't
take much more because he moved to the bed and lay down beside me.  I
took a position on the bed with my head facing his cock, and my still
enclosed cock facing his head.  I guess he took the hint, because as I
inserted his still growing cock into my mouth, he let out a moan and
started massaging my cock through the confines of my pants and boxers.  I
slowly worked my way back and forth on his rod paying special attention
to the head knowing the sensitive spots and hearing him moan when I hit
them sent waves of pleasure over me.  I was bobbing my head up and down
on his cock, when I felt him slowly take my pants off.  I guess he
couldn't wait to get the boxers down, so he just pulled my 6" cut cock
out of the hole and started going down on it like a trained
professional.  I guess he is a quick study.  He knew to hide his teeth
while performing this task, and since there was no pain, all I felt was
the pleasure and warmth his mouth was bringing over my entire body as he
slowly sucked on my cock.  I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and
from the way he was squirming and moaning I knew he wasn't either.  I
moved him into a 69 position with him on top and me on the bottom.  I
could feel the wave of pleasure as my orgasm was closing in.  I removed
his cock from my mouth and still stroking it I let out a warning.

"I'm gonna cum." I said and then took the position with his cock back in
my mouth, and began sucking with much more force this time as my orgasm
exploded into his mouth.  I was shocked when I didn't feel his lips move
off my cock, but he just sucked and swallowed, not letting a single drop
of cum escape from his lips.  I guess the erotic nature of the act that
he was performing sent him over the edge, cause he erupted into my mouth,
in a completley unexpected orgasm.  I tried my best to swallow when the
first shot hit the back of my throat, but I couldn't keep up with the
sheer amount of cum that was being shot into my mouth.  He had to have
shot at least 10 times, because my mouth was full, and he was still
shooting.  I swallowed as much as I could, but some did leak out the
sides of my mouth.  As the spurts subsided, I could still feel his mouth
around my, now softening, cock.  As his orgasm ended, he collapsed and
rolled off the top of me.  We were both exhausted, and completley out of
breath.  He moved around until he was facing me, and he gently kissed me
and started licking his cum off of my face.  When he was finished with
the task of clean up, we moved to the top of my bed and laid in each
others arms and quickly fell asleep...


"Jacob, honey wake up."  I was startled awake by my mother standing over
me.  I looked around the room looking for Steven when I realized that it
was all a flashback again. 

"Im awake, what time is it?"  I said still disoriented..

"It's almost 6:30, the school called and said that you missed your last 3
classes, so I came up to check and make sure everything was okay.  Are
you feeling okay?"  She asked moving in to check the temperature of my
forehead the way mothers always do.

"Im fine, I just didn't feel up to going to my last classes, I got really
tired after lunch, and so I decided to come home.  I just need some rest
thats all."  I said moving my face away so she wouldn't check for a
temperature, I mean, I am not a little baby anymore. 

"Well, get some sleep so you won't be tired tomorrow."  She said as she
walked out of my room.

I sat up in bed, and I could feel a wet spot on the front of my boxers. 
I reached my hands in them, and could feel where I had had the orgasm
from my wet dream.  I lay back down, not really in the mood to change,
knowing that as soon as I went to sleep it would happen again.



That is the end of part two.  I hope you enjoyed it.  Thanks for all the
positive feedback as it is always appreciated.  Keep the letters coming,
and keep looking for the third installment.  Contact me at
GABigflamer22@aol.com.