Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2000 04:19:58 EDT From: Jordan West Subject: I ONLY WANTED AARON - PART 2 I ONLY WANTED AARON - PART 2 April 10, 2000 by Jordan West NOTE: If sex among teens, homosexual topics, or male-male sex, offends you, or if you disapprove of it, or if you are not of legal age to read such things, please stop, read no further and go elsewhere, to protect your rights and the rights of others. This story is for adults, OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE ONLY, and in some locations, over 21 years of age. Check your State, County, and Local laws before proceeding if you are 18, 19, or 20 years old. This is a gay sex story. This story is fiction, and represents no actual persons, living or dead. The names of all the people, places, and things in this story are made up. This is not a story of dirty, smelly sex or anything like that. It portrays the beauty of sex, not the unsanitary kind. This story contains sexual thoughts and actions among consenting male high school students under 18. All of the sex in this story is between consenting males. One or more of the scenes involves sex on school property, which in real life, is illegal in most states, and the author specifically urges all readers NOT TO TRY THIS IN ANY WAY OR DO ANYTHING SEXUAL ON PUBLIC PROPERTY. Sex acts should be in complete privacy on your own private property. ------------------------------------------------------------ My whole body was shaking so bad, I wasn't sure I could ever get up from kneeling. We had showered together a million times after phys-ed -- me and Aaron, who I thought was the coolest, best-looking guy in the whole school, the whole world, maybe. Now we were alone in the shower, the other phys-ed guys were gone. He had just walked up to me pressed himself -- naked -- right against me, abs to abs. A second ago he was hugging me -- and now I had his dick in my mouth. HARD! I had to be dreaming. 'What did he say,' I was thinking, 'Not here?' I wondered if I'd heard him right. I thought he wanted this -- he said he'd waited for this -- now I'm shaking all over sucking his incredible dick! 'Oh my God, he's telling me to STOP!' I thought. Was I in trouble? Was someone there watching us? Did I get it wrong and he didn't want this after all? Was he going to beat me up now? Somewhere in my mind's confusion, I heard his voice, real low, or I THOUGHT I did. "Little dude! I know you want me. Dude, I want you too. Scott, I'm sorry I waited so long to..." "Ohhhhhhh!" I burst into tears, cutting him off. "Aaron, oh God! Uhhhhhhhhhhh." I was sobbing. He said he WANTED ME! I thought my heart would jump out of my body. My head filled with smoke and clouds. I was out of control, like my body did this by itself. I wanted Aaron to think so much of me, the LAST thing I wanted to do in front of him was CRY! I heard him clearly, but I still couldn't believe what he said. And his VOICE! It was soft, low, and warm -- like I was somebody he really cared about. It cut right through me and vibrated every part of my shaking body, if that could be possible. "Scott! Dude, don't cry.... Oh shit, dude." I started to pull together and come out of it a little. "Aaron. Oh God, I'm sorry, I just -- I mean..." "Come on, we gotta get dressed," he said. After that, I don't remember. I don't remember how I got dressed, or even how I got to my locker. All of a sudden I was walking outside and Aaron was in front of me. I was totally numb. My legs were heavy again and I still wasn't sure if this was all a dream. Maybe a daydream? I wanted to ask a million questions but I couldn't say anything. I was nervous, thinking maybe I heard what I WANTED to hear, and did what I WANTED to do, and now Aaron hated me. We got to his car. "Get in." He said it like a command, but still friendly, I thought. He popped the locks and I grabbed for the door handle like my life depended on it. I sat in the seat and wondered so many things -- my heart still pounding -- then my mind went blank. I don't know how long it was before Aaron's voice drifted into my half-awakeness. "Scott, little dude, you OK?" "Huh?" 'Oh GOD! I sound so dumb!' I thought. The greatest thing in my life just happened to me. The cutest guy in the world just asked me something. And all I can say is, 'Huh?' I felt a blush start up my cheeks as my fogged-up brain tried to think of something halfway intelligent to say. We both knew what had just happened in the shower. So, would that be it? Was this the end? I knew I wanted more with Aaron. I hoped HE did, but I had no clue. "Sorry, Aaron. Yeah, I'm great. You?" I said it pretty strong, so he would know I really meant it. "I'm OK, little dude." He glanced over at me real quick. He looked relaxed, sort of. His mouth was almost like in a smile but not really. Then my brain snapped into high gear all at once. If more was going to happen, that would be so cool I couldn't even imagine, and I could tell him what I was thinking. If he was going to dump me because I was gay -- because of what I did -- then it didn't matter what I said. I went for it. "I want you, Aaron." The lump in my throat was so bad I almost couldn't say it. Tears rolled silently out of my eyes, and my heart started to take off on its own. I breathed heavy. I waited. I thought he would say something right away. It seemed like hours of silence, and my heart was beating harder with each second. I had been so excited. Now, I was getting scared. But the tears came faster, so I looked away, out the window, to hide them from him. I guess I figured I was toast. "I know Scotty. I just had to be sure. I want you bad, little dude." Aaron cleared his throat. My heart jumped so hard, for joy. The floodgates opened and I sobbed. I couldn't stop crying. My fingers went to my eyes to wipe the tears, but it was no use. I wondered what Aaron thought of me now -- this kid crying next to him in his car. This little, dumb 16 year-old next to this almost 18 year-old hunky, sexy, manly guy. My mind thought of dumb things, like I wondered if he would be mad I was getting his seat wet with my stupid crying. I did sorta worry about that, at the same time it felt dumb. The crying helped -- my mind started to clear. He 'had to be sure,' he said. Sure of me? Or of him? Or something else maybe? What could it be? Then it started to sink in. This WASN'T the end. Something more was going to happen, but what? All the times I jacked off by myself in my room, in my head it was just me touching him, or feeling like I had his dick in my mouth, like back at the shower -- but it suddenly hit me -- I was dumb as a box of rocks, totally in the closet, and had no clue what exactly two guys would do together. I had my own ideas, but I wasn't sure. At this point, I didn't care what he did to me. I wanted him bad. My crying let up and I looked at him. I turned toward him in my seat and stared at his face, his eyes intent on the road. He was a good driver. Then my heart almost stopped when I saw his tears. He was CRYING! 'Oh God! Could it be he really felt the same way I did?' I thought. 'Did he feel the same release and excitement that I did?' My mind was going a million miles an hour. 'What if he's crying because he's sad? -- sad that he gave in to this -- this -- thing in his gut, in MY gut.' I knew what it was, but I didn't know a word for it. Just that right now I wanted him, and now, more than anything else in the world, I wanted him to want ME. I was pretty sure he did, now, so I went for it again. "Aaron, I'd do anything for you." He turned to me. He gave me his big proud grin again. "You don't have to do nothin, little dude." I smiled. It was a good smile this time. Like all my good feelings were coming out real clear. I felt good. It felt like he said, 'Everything will be all right. Don't worry.' But I WANTED to do stuff. I started to relax, and then tensed up when I saw the dark spot on my shorts. I must of built up a ton of precum and it all decided to come out now, the circle on my shorts was huge. I was SO glad I had books to carry. There was this bulge poking up at me I suddenly realized was my dick. DUH! It was like my blood flow had been stopped, because now all of a sudden I felt it flowing through my legs and I could feel my dick. I didn't think it was possible to forget about a hardon. Was I hard the whole time? Or did I get hard from the car bouncing? This was really weird, I felt like I was waking up from a deep sleep. But I was in dreamland again. My eyes closed. I swear I heard a car door slam. The sun had been pouring in and warmed my body. It felt so good. "Well, you gonna get out?" It was Aaron. Oh my God. We had stopped and he was out of the car, talking to me through the driver's window. I blushed, feeling so dumb again. "Oh God. YEAH!" "You fall asleep, little dude?" Aaron said it with a sparkling smile that melted me to my toes. "Um, no. I was getting close, I guess." "You're not only a horny dude, you're funny too!" He said, looking right at my shorts where my little hardon was poking up. My blush went to the max. I grabbed my books and scrambled out of the car. My hand automatically brought the books in front of my crotch to hide my condition, and Aaron's eyes went right to that spot. I watched him look a little puzzled, then smile really big at me. As I closed the car door, I could see we were surrounded by bushes and I was too short to see over them. I had no clue where I was. I gulped. I was just as worried about what was going to happen as I was about maybe other people being around that would stop anything from happening. I followed Aaron through the path made by the two tall hedges. I knew I was getting tense as hell. "Where are we?" I no sooner said it, when we came to an opening and I could see Aaron's house. "Taj Mahal. I just re-did it. You like it?" I busted out laughing -- so hard I thought I would drop to the ground. It seemed like the funniest thing I ever heard. I guess compared to my being a little scared, it hit me by surprise. Aaron turned for a sec and glared at me, then gave me one of his really proud grins, like he was proud he made me laugh so hard. I was grinning from ear to ear, I could feel it in my face. "Scotty, you're somethin else, you know?" "Your mom home?" I must of looked worried, by the way he looked back at me. "Don't stress, dude. Aunt in Cali died. They're outta here for two weeks," he said, with a little sly smile on his gorgeous face. My heart almost stopped. Joy and fear mixed together and it was like being drunk almost. I was going to be ALONE WITH AARON! I don't know how I got up the porch steps, I don't remember walking, even. The sun was low. Aaron was unlocking the door. The sun lit him up from the side, and I saw the most beautiful face in the world. His light brown hair and the blond fuzz on his arms gleamed as he swung open the door. "Close it behind you," he said, over his shoulder as he walked into the house. "Lock it too." When he said, 'Lock it,' my dick went crazy. I think I knew what that meant. After I locked the door, I turned to talk to him and he was gone. My mind flashed back to when I couldn't find him at the beach, and I looked down at the floor. I guess I expected the floor to open up, and him come flying up at me like he did in the water. Yeah, right! Well, I did think it for a sec. I walked as far as the entrance to the hallway that led to the bedrooms and the bathroom, but I didn't think it was cool to go any further. Then I heard water. No, it wasn't water -- I knew that sound. He was peeing. I had never seen him pee, and for some reason I thought that would be so cool. I wanted to go to him right then and watch, but I didn't dare move. "You gotta pee? Come on!" He yelled, but it was like so casual the way he said it. Like this was so natural. I ran to the bathroom so fast, and my heart started doing it again when I saw him, so thick and long, and peeing so hard it was loud. I took in the sight as long as I dared before I reached for my zipper and took out my dick. Aaron looked right at it, and I was staring at his so bad. He started to laugh. I felt my face get red as a beet. I knew mine was small, and it looked REALLY small next to his, but, it wasn't THAT small, I thought. Besides, he'd seen my dick tons of times before and he knew how big it was. He's never really been mean, but I was starting to get hurt that he was laughing at my dick. 'He can't be doing this,' I thought. "Hey, you can't pee with THAT, boy!" He said, laughing pretty loud, now. "Huh?" I said, not taking my eyes off his penis. "Little dude, you are HARD, man!" He was laughing harder now -- the stream of his pee was moving around. "Oh, God!" I said, and I broke into a smile and started laughing myself. "I guess not." "You gotta go bad?" "No, not really." "OK," he said, finishing up. "I'll see ya out in the hall." He shook it really good, and whipped it back into his shorts. For some reason I felt so close to him now, and I thought what was wrong with me, like wasn't I close to him when he had his dick between my legs in the shower? Anyway, this was a different 'close.' It was like peeing was a ritual, and you only invited special people to join your ritual. Something like that, but whatever it was I felt special as hell. Now I was alone in the bathroom, almost shocked that he left, but I knew I was being dumb. I guess I couldn't expect him to stand there and hold it for me, or anything. But I thought about it. My knees were shaking, so I put the seat down and sat. I looked at my dick, pointing up at me. It looked happy. Then I relaxed, and my dick relaxed just enough for me to stand up real quick and let go. Boy, did I have to go. By the time I shook it, it was hard again. I wondered if he was listening, or if he would say anything that I peed after I just told him that I didn't have to. I thought about my pee being mixed with his as I flushed. Was I like weird, or what? I don't know, but it didn't seem weird to ME. I thought about touching him as I washed my hands. My dick was so hard, it hurt against the inside of my shorts. I trusted him. I felt safe. As I came out into the hall I heard the sound of an electric razor. 'Was he doing that for me?' I thought. I went to his bedroom. He spotted me right away in the mirror, and he smiled at me. I grinned. "Be done in a minute. Sit down, little dude." I sat on the bed. It was very soft, but it was like you sank in only so far and stopped. I was glad it wasn't a water bed -- I get seasick on those. Yuck! I stared into his face in the mirror and just admired him as he shaved. My dick kept reminding me how horny it was, and my hand went to it automatically, like without me even knowing it, and just squeezed real gentle. I couldn't believe this. I was sitting on HIS BED. Aaron's bed! And I was pretty sure he was shaving for me. And I was pretty sure something really great was gonna happen. He shut off the razor and turned around real quick. "Hey, don't play with that, it might go off!" I knew right away what he meant and my hand went flying off my dick. "Oh. Sorry. I didn't even realize I..." "Yeah, I know, little dude. I remember the way I was when I was 16." He smiled and stared at my little bulge. His hand touched his crotch. "Still am." I blushed, but this time it was a sex blush, I think. I could feel it in my nuts. All of a sudden, he stuck his face in mine. "Feel!" I jumped. He wanted me to check out his shave. I reached out with both hands and felt his face very gently. My little hands were shaking, and they had to move around a lot to cover it all, and I wasn't going to miss an inch. Aaron was beaming. More important, I looked at his shorts, and he was hard! "MMMMMM! Nice!" I was so excited. He had no clue I was saying 'nice' about his hardon as much as his face. "Smooth?" "Oh, yeah!" By then I had a permanent smile, to go along with my hardon. Aaron had that look in his eyes. Before I knew it I was laying back on the bed, Aaron on top of me. He had his head in my neck, and started licking. I was very ticklish there, and I started laughing so hard. My head clamped down to my shoulder, trapping his finger, and he could barely get it out. Aaron lifted his head, and he had the devil in his cute face again. Before I knew it, his left hand gripped both my wrists, above my head. Aaron's right hand went right to my ribs, and his strong fingers dug in. I was toast. All my muscles went limp and tight at the same time. I was soooo ticklish. I laughed so hard, I thought my eyes would pop. I was totally at his mercy and Aaron knew it. He was LOVING it, too, judging by the happy-boy grin on his face. From the strong grip of his big hands and the size of the lump pushing into my crotch, I knew he was no boy. Close, but definitely well over the line to a man. I felt just that much smaller and vulnerable -- and hornier -- next to HIM. I had exhaled completely, and like my throat was caught and I couldn't breath in. Finally I took a breath. I was convulsing from the heavy-duty tickling Aaron was giving me. If my throat closed up again, I could die. Yeah, right! 'What a way to go, though,' I thought. "Ahhhh! Ha ha.. ohhhh, oh oh ahhhh, oh Aaron, oh God, no -- please -- no haaaaaaaa oh God, stop, oh no, no -- no more please, Aaron, stop. Ahhhhhhhhhhh! "Aaronnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!" He stopped so suddenly it was a shock. I was so out of breath I was dying. Aaron was a little out of breath too. We were both laughing. Then he stood up and unbuckled his belt. He looked at me and moved his head like to say, 'Come on.' I got the message REAL QUICK, stood up, and put my thumbs into the elastic of my shorts. "Hey no, wait. Let ME do that." The sound of his voice cut through the room like a knife. We both froze. He surprised me. I think he surprised himself, he blushed a little. What he just said sunk in -- he wanted to undress me! And my dick pulsed and wouldn't stop jumping. I looked up at Aaron's eyes, they were staring at you know what, doing its little dance. This time, I WANTED him to see. I fell to the bed, leaned back on my hands and drank him all in. His eyes were fixed on my jumping dick. "Oh I like THAT, little dude! That looks pretty BIG, too." His voice was excited, direct, and his face full of energy as he glanced up at me, and back at my throbbing hardon. I was so proud right then, I thought my chest would bust. That was Aaron, the sex god of the whole school, telling me he liked it, and he thought it was big! 'Oh God, if this is a dream, don't wake me up,' I thought. Our eyes sunk into each other. He lifted me up and knelt down. His hands slid my shorts down really slow. I had precummed so much I wasn't sure if I'd cum or not, I'd convulsed so bad from Aaron's tickling, and I was so wet. I watched as the wet cloth of my shorts pulled away from my hardon. A thick thread of precum formed between the head of my dick and the shorts. Aaron froze. He looked so amazed -- like he'd never seen precum, but I knew he HAD to. He put his finger where the thread of precum was attached to the shorts, and followed it back to the tip of my dick, making it into a little puddle on his finger. He touched the tip of my dick with that finger, picking up more precum. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." That was the best feeling of my life. My dick pulsed up so hard, it hit my abs. "Oh, Aaron." "Scotty, you're fuckin unbelievable." He said it with such awe in his voice, I felt a proud blush come over me. He looked at me, and put the finger out in front of his lips, he looked at it, smiling, and licked it. That smile! A soft gentle smile, as he kept his eyes on mine. 'He LICKED my precum. OH MY GOD!' I grinned so tight it hurt, I was so -- proud, I guess, but more than that. "Come on, let's get in the shower." "Sure!" My grin went toward a smile, which got less as we got closer to the shower. I started to get just a little scared, thinking, this would be my first -- whatever. But then I was OK. I had no clue why he wanted me in the shower. We just took one ten minutes ago, but I wasn't going to argue. Besides, I liked the shower. Then I thought, the shower was where we always saw each other naked, so maybe he felt the shower was like home ground for us, or something. I was starting to feel that way myself. We stared at each other as we got into the shower. There was a million things I wanted to say but no words were coming out. The water was just right. The spray was hitting my back, and Aaron was at the far side of the tub, facing me. Aaron's hands went right to my back. It was like we were still in the shower at school, but here we were, ALONE, in his HOUSE! His hands slid down my back, and I felt little shivers. I looked down at his hardon, pointing up, and it was so huge and so sexy. He pulled me right to him. Our dicks pressed flat against our bodies, side by side. I was feeling the skin of his dick! Right next to mine!! Something under my butt squeezed together tight, over and over, and I could feel precum in my dick. Aaron took the soap and repeated his moves. The way he moved his hips, the way he rubbed my back and my butt, he sure knew what he was doing. His hand went to my dick and held it. His other hand cupped my tight nuts so softly. "Scott, dude, you are going to make me bust. You are so hot, little dude." "No, Aaron YOU!" He smiled. "Shit NO! You're the cutest little fucker in the whole school, man." "Aaron. Oh my God. I think I could cum LOOKING at you. Oh God." I felt the tears coming. I was so happy -- this was too good to be true, I thought. "Yeah? I'd be right there with you, cummin, little dude. Hot dude!" His voice was soft and sexy. Every word was making my dick pulse. "Yeah! I love the way your dick dances, you horny fucker! You do that on purpose, Scott?" "No. I swear... it just does it." "Shit! DAMN!" "Huh?" I looked down. Aaron's dick was jumping. "Cool. Way cool!" All of a sudden the mood shifted. Aaron soaped his hands and rubbed me again. When he rubbed my butt I felt it in my dick. He handed me the soap. I didn't need any more clues. I did to him exactly what he had just done to me. God his ass was so hot! My hand ended up stroking his hot penis. The most beautiful dick in the world. The one I dreamed about. I had my other hand on his huge balls. God, were they hot! We were in a hug now. Our bodies were all soaped up. My tears let loose, I was so -- whatever it is when you get like this. My mind went back to the school shower and I started to slide down him, my mouth knowing where it wanted to go. I guess he wanted me to stay standing. He put his hands under my arms and pulled me up to him, face to face. Aaron looked into my eyes and saw my tears. His face was a mix of compassion and confusion -- it looked like he was so sad that I was crying. And then it happened. My eyes were glued to the blue heaven of HIS eyes, and it was like time stopped. I was lost in him. His eyes -- his whole face -- glowed and held me like a magnet. I couldn't move. His arms slid up behind me and his hands pressed the back of my shoulders. His hot, sexy hands warmed up my whole body. I felt myself moving. His eyes got so close, they looked blurry now. Then something warm touched my face. He was KISSING me!! The feel of his lips on mine, his wet, hot, beautiful lips -- the heat of him -- the smell and taste of him -- my knees just gave up and he pulled me so tight into him, I thought my body would go inside his. My mouth went limp and I felt it go wide open, and his tongue, oh GOD, his HOT tongue, slipped into my mouth and my whole body was on fire. He kept moving his hips, our mouths moved, slid, bit. I got the courage to push my tongue out a little, and our tongues were dancing. My nipples were tensing up from the feel of his hard pecs pressed into my little chest. My butt ached from tightening, from his hands sliding and probing my butt-cheeks. Our dicks were smashing into each other, Aaron's jumping like mine, and I swear I felt his hot precum flowing over my penis. The whole room seemed to move, and my mind exploded when I saw Aaron slide to his knees. My dick disappeared in his mouth. Oh my GOD! No one ever had their mouth there before. I breathed so hard my chest was burning. His soft, smooth, sexy lips on my little hardon -- I could hardly stand it!! I shook and tensed all over. He slid up and down my dick so slow, I thought time was playing tricks on me. I tensed up so hard it hurt, and my upper body jerked forward. My dick was exploding in his mouth! AARON'S mouth! I could feel the streams pushing out of my little opening like I never felt it before. My nuts were inside my body, I swear, and I felt like my whole guts were coming out through my dick. "Uhhhhhhh!! Aghhhhhh!! OH GOD! Ohhhhhhhh!! Aaron, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Aaron, oh God! ... UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" That was all I could say, and then my breath just came out in little moans, one for each pulse of my dick I think, as I kept cumming -- as I kept pushing my dick into his mouth, which I found myself doing and I was stunned that I was doing it. I think my eyes rolled back, my whole body shook and I wondered if it would ever stop. And I didn't know how I was still standing, until I started coming out of the spell of Aaron's mouth on me -- the incredible realization that I had just had sex with my sex god -- sex for the first time in my life -- and I realized I had gripped his shoulders for balance. "Oh, Scott! Little dude! You, you---" I was shocked. He was at a loss for words, but he found them. "Damn, Scotty you are so hot, dude, I about cummed myself." He was still on his knees. It looked like Aaron was talking to my dick, and that was OK with me. He kept on talking. "Scotty, you don't know how much... how much I... I wanted this with you." Aaron stood up and faced me again. We embraced like long-time lovers. I had to talk. "I wanted you for two years, Aaron, but that doesn't matter now, I feel so good with you I..." I wasn't sure I should of said the two year thing, but it was OK. I could see Aaron was cool with it. I could feel I was holding back the tears, feeling he had poured his heart out to me so openly. 'How much I wanted this with you,' he had said. Oh my GOD! "I didn't always know, little dude. And I'm sorry I made you wait so long... I mean... Oh, MAN!" "No, Aaron, no. Please don't be sorry about anything. I want you to be so happy right now. I am, Aaron. You made me the happiest kid in the world." We weren't done. His big body and mine just could NOT be done this quick. I was still hard. I wanted him. I decided to go for it again. "Aaron, I want your dick." "Dude, you don't have to do nothin. You already gave me my dream, little dude." "YOUR dream? Oh my God, Aaron! You have no idea. I just -- I..." "I know how much cum you pumped down me, and how your body went nuts, and it was so fucking hot!!" After all this, I still couldn't believe my ears, Aaron's smile was so hot now. I saw his dick, hard as hell, gorgeous as ever and precuuming! 'God, DO NOT let me wake up,' I thought. Prayed maybe. I decided to go for it one more time. I slid down him, and slowly let his hot cock fill my mouth. I pressed my tongue softly against the sexiest thing I knew. My mouth was in heaven and my body was pumped again. I could cum all night. I remembered how he sucked me, so gentle, and it felt SO GOOD! So I did the same, making sure my mouth was soft and gentle against his beautiful hardon. "Not here, little dude. Let's go to bed." "Oh yeah. OH YEAH." There must of been more light in the room for a sec, because I KNOW I was GLOWING. I was feeling confident. Little me -- little Scotty who just had his first sex with the guy of his dreams. And we were on our way to BED! I thought about the shower and my head was bubbling over with everything that just happened, not to mention just BEING with Aaron! "Aaron, you kissed me." "Nah, little dude, you kissed ME." "Yeah I did!" I beamed. Then we laughed. "You bet I kissed ya, little dude. Won't be the last time." OH MY GOD! Now I was REALLY confident. Now I knew I was going to say something daring. I gulped. "Well, if you DON'T kiss me again, I'll hold you down to the bed, and FORCE a kiss on you." "You will huh?" Aaron, said. And he was loving this. (Not to mention me)! "Yeah, I WILL!" "You ain't strong enough, Scotty, you'll have to tie me." "OK. I'll TIE you, then." 'Oh my GOD,' I thought, 'Tie HIM? Was I CRAZY?' "Oooooo! Sounds KINKY, little dude!!" There was that sly smile again. ------------------------------------- Postscript: To be continued? Jordan West is a male, 19 year-old student, studying creative writing. If even one favorable comment is received, more will be written. Write to: jordanwest19@hotmail.com