Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2000 11:14:08 -0800 From: Justyn Subject: Reese and Me 4 - The Alexander Factor Reese and Me 4 - The Alexander Factor December 23, 2000 Written by Jamie McHale Disclaimer and Warning: The following story contians sexual content of a homosexual nature. It is not intended for those under the legal age. If you are offended by homosexual acts, or it is illegal in your locality to view such material, leave now. Note: This story is the property of the writer, any copying in part or in whole of this document is prohibited. Why? Cause I'll shoot you! JK. By the way, this story is completely fictional and does not involve any real people. This story is part of the Reese and Me Series. EMAIL me if you have any comments. mchalejamie@hotmail.com _______________________________________________________________________________ Reese and Me 4 - The Alexander Factor I woke up Monday morning unsure of whether or not I wanted to go to school. In a way, I wanted to just pretend that I was sick and avoid Alexander and everyone else. But, on the other hand, I had to know. I had to know if Alexander had told everyone, or was going to. I dreaded it more than anything I'd ever dreaded. My reputation, and my life would be ruined. And I would kill myself if Reese was hurt by any of this. I still was unsure how things would go down between us if everybody found out. We loved each other. Maybe we were strong enough to handle this. I hoped so. I made my way into the bathroom for my shower. Still half asleep, I washed and then got dressed. I decided that if I was going to be socialy ruined, I should at least look good while it was hapenning. So, I put on one of my new t-shirts. This particular one was red and black in color. To go with it, I slipped on a pair of big baggy cargo pants. I did my hair and was on my way down the stairs for breakfast. I ate with my parents. But I made it quick, knowing Reese would be leaving for school soon. I wanted to ride with him today. I wasn't sure why, but I knew that I wanted to. After a quick couple pieces of toast, I ran out the door for Reese's house. He was already on his way out to his Mom's car. "Good morning," I greeted, throwing my bag into the back seat. "Hey," he replied, looking a little surprised that I was sticking my bag in his car. "Mind if I ride with you today?" I asked. "No," he said with a dry tone. It was morning and he wasn't exactly in the best mood. I didn't mind. I was pretty much used to his mood patterns by that point. "Why? How come you're not taking your Dad's Cherokee to school?" "Don't feel like it," I explained as we entered the silver car. Reese started it up, and pulled back into the street. Squeeling the tires a little as he started into first, we took off up the road for school. Reese shifted into second, turning to me briefly. "You okay?" he asked, a little concern in his voice. "Yeah," I said immediately. I was so nervous that my hands were shaking! Oh god, what if he told everyone?! What am I going to do?! "You sure?" he asked, gesturing to my hands, "You're shaking." "Oh yeah, I'm just a little cold." "We live in California." "Yeah, I know, but I've got the shivers." It was a pathetic explaination, I know, but it was all that I could think of. I was too scared. "Jake," Reese said, "What the hell's going on?" I looked over to see that he was looking at me with concern and curiousity. He'd pulled over, and I could tell that he wanted an answer. So, I decide to give it to him. "I'm really nervous about my Math test today." It was terribly obvious that I was lying, but he bought it. Reese cracked a smile. If anything, I'd put him in a better mood. "Don't worry about it. You'll do fine." He was so caring, it broke my heart that I was lying to him. But I couldn't tell him. I just couldn't. We finally arrived at school. Reese parked the car in the back parking lot and we made our way into the twisting halls of Saint Michael's High School. Activity was busy as usual as Reese and I walked to our lockers. They were right next to each other close to the auditorium. I was frantically looking about, scanning the other people in the corridors. It appeared so far that no one knew. Alexander hadn't told anyone. If he had the entire school would have known by that point. Gossip in this school travels so fast it's amazing. I sighed with relief, but I knew that it wasn't over yet. Alexander still knew. He still had seen those files on my computer. He could still expose my sexuality to the rest of the world. And that scared the shit out of me. My entire world could be shattered by one person. Reaching into my locker for my back pack, I kept looking around. Still, no one payed any special attention to me. Reese was ready to head to class, so I followed close behnd him. I knew that Alexander usually walked by my locker before first period on his way to his Englich class. I definitely was not in the mood to see him. In fact, it went beyond that, I feared seeing him. It might set him off again, and he'd expose me. As Reese and I walked into the Science lab, my hands began to shake again. They shook and shook and shook all day long. And, it was a long day! I was so happy when last class rolled around and we were ready to head home. Reese and I were at our lockers packing up when Alexander showed up behind me. "Hey guys," he greeted us. "Hi," Reese immediately replied, smiling. He has no idea what Alexander is doing to me, I thought. I have to play this cool. "Hey, Alex," I managed to say. Alexander just studied me for a few seconds. And when Reese finally turned back to his locker to finish packing up, he signalled me to come with him. I didn't want to, but I had to. If I wanted to keep my man, Reese, and my reputation and life, I had to. I took a few steps away from my locker and Reese. "What?" I asked, the impatience in my voice a little too apparent. "So you glad I didn't say anything?" he began with a menacing tone. "I could have told the entire school, but I didn't." Oh, I see you wanna play games! I thought, having the sudden urge to punch him in the face right there. "Yeah, what do you think?" I replied, my anger growing with each passing second. "I can still destroy you," he pointed out, grinning. This was not the Alexander that I'd known for years. This was not the guy that I'd once called my best friend. This was the new and improved Alexander. He was nothing but a black mailing son of a bitch who was obviously intent on destroying my life with Reese. I sighed, "Alex, man . . ." I stammered, trying to articulate the words with no success. "You almost ready to go?" Reese asked from behind me. I quickly turned to look at him, "Yeah, almost." Alexander lowered his tone now that Reese could hear. "Call me tonight, and I'll let you know what I have in mind." Damn you! I thought. Damn you! "You think that you can handle that Jake?" he asked with that same menacing tone. "Yeah," I finally replied. "Good. See you tonight." Reese drove us home and after I refused his offer to come in with him, I crossed the street and entered my house. My parents were gone, so I just decided that I'd break down right there. I dropped to my knees on the hard granite floor of the foyer. Tears streaming down my face, I began to convulse violently. I couldn't beleive what was hapenning. Alexander was going to split up me and Reese. For what reasons, I didn't know, but nothing hurt me more than the thought of losing Reese. I layed there in the foyer crying for the next ten mintues. After I'd clamed down a little, I managed to stabilize myself enough to go jump in the bath. I turned on the whirlpool and layed back to try to relax. Of course, this was impossible. I wanted Reese with me, but I knew that if I called him over, I'd tell him about the whole thing. And I knew that I couldn't do that. Six o'clock came and went. Then, seven o'clock. Reese had been calling all night. But, I couldn't answer. Because I'd break down. Finally, around seven thirty, I got up the nerve to call Alexander. I sat quietly in my basement waiting for someone to pick up. After two rings, Alex himself answered. "Hello," he said. "Alex?" I asked, my voice cracking. "Jake!" he exclaimed, "I thought you might not call, then I'd have to let everyone know about your little secret." I didn't know what to say, so I just remained silent. "Come over, Jake," he instructed, as though he could give me orders. "Why?" "Cause I want you to." "I can't . . ." I lied. "Why not?" he asked impatiently. "'Cause I got homework tonight." "I don't care about your fucking homework. There will be time for you to do it later. After you come over." I was silent for a good couple of seconds, considering what to do. I pretty much did not have much of a choice. If I didn't do what he said, he'd tell everyone as he said he would. "Okay, whatever, I'll be there in a few minutes." Then, I hung up the phone. It was then when it really hit me. Alexander intended to use me for sexual favors. He was going to force me to have sex with him. And if I refused, he'd ruin me and Reese. In a fit of utter rage, I screamed aloud and struck the lamp to the right of me on the end table. The glass lamp went flying through the air, shattering against the hard frame of the oposite couch. I couldn't believe what was hapenning. I wanted deperately to stop it, but I just didn't know how to do it without destroying my life. I got ready and climbed into the Cherokee to head for Alexander's apartment. I drove like a nut on the way there, playing my music as loud as possible without bursting my ear drums. It was my way of getting out some anger before getting to Alex's. After arriving in front of the apartment building, I parked my red Jeep and made my way up the entrance. It was a short elevator ride up to the ninth floor, and an even shorter walk down the hall to Alex's apartment. Hesitantly, I knocked on the door. After nearly a minute, Alexander opened the door. He did look awesome. But, I couldn't allow myself to think about him in that way. What he'd become was something horrible. "Hi, Jake." "Can we just get this over with, Alex?" I asked. "Sure," he smiled, inviting me in. "Welcome to my humble abode." I stepped inside, Alex closing the door behind me. His Mom's small two bedroom apartment was dimly lit, with the only light coming from the kitchen. "Why is it so dark in here?' I asked. "To make the atmosphere more comfortable," he immediately replied, still grinning. He was so happy that I'd showed up, and I was miserable. We walked into the dark living room after I took off my shoes. He moitioned for me to sit down on the couch with him. We were way too close on that love seat. He was right good looking, but my heart was with Reese. And, I wanted nothing but to be with him at that moment. Alexander put his arm around me. We were right up against each other. With his right hand he reached over and began rubbing my crotch. I was disgusted with myself, but I soon got hard. "I'm gay too, Jake." "What?" "I thought using that stuff on the internet to threaten you was the only way I could get you in the sack. Especially since you're kinda with Reese Pirelli. Are you going out with him?" "No," I blurted out. I thought that if it did come to Alexander opening his mouth, at least I could salvage Reese's reputation. "Good," he said, bringing his face right up close to mine. He kissed my cheek gently. I knew that if I took off right now, he'd be so pissed that he'd tell people whatever he wanted. So, I decided to endure it. I loved Reese more that anything, and I wanted to be faithful to him, but this hot guy was getting it on with me and I was hard. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I was doing it. Alexander soon got on top of me, straddling me. He bent down to kiss me, and we frenched. He pulled off his t-shirt and I soon did the same. He closed his eyes, obviously enjoying this more than I was. He took my hands and guided them down onto his bulging crotch. I stroked him good. I was soon getting comfortable. I decided to close my eyes for the most part and just imagine Reese. Alex's cut six incher soon made an appearance. He stripped down and stood up in front of me. His beautiful dick was sticking into my face. I took it in my hands and began to beat him off. He gripped the back of my head and began to pull it toward his rod. I didn't want myself to want to, but I soon took his cock into my mouth. I sucked him off good, settling into the role. Gripping his firm ass cheeks, I pumped his dick into my mouth until he blew all of his load into my mouth. Alexander leaped back down onto the couch. We made out and eventually wrestled each other to the floor. He sucked my cock there on the carpet. He said he was a beginner, but he did a pretty good job. I blew my hot cum right down his throat. Then, he fucked my ass hard. We assumed every position that we knew. He blew it two more times pumping my ass hole doggy style. I tossed him off of me. Breathing hard, we moaned with enjoyment. I kissed and licked every square inch of his body. And by the time I'd started fucking him, I'd completely forgetten about Reese. I turned him over and layed down on top of his back. Thrusting my rock hard tool into his eager orifice, Jake screamed. He loved it, and so did I. Way too into it at that point, I began to pump him hard, moaning more and more with each passing second. For nearly a half hour, I fucked Alex. The sweat pouring down my face and onto his wet back, we squirmed and fucked some more. He screamed, and I screamed with him as I blew it into his ass again and again. By the time I pulled out of him, my dick was raw. Minutes passed by as we lay together on the carpet. I didn't hold him. That was reserved for Reese. It wasn't until then when I felt sick to my stomach. I had done it. I had cheated on my man, Reese. Wanna hear more about Reese and Jake? EMAIL me at mchalejamie@hotmail.com