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My lips softly touched Dan's. One of the greatest sensations I've ever felt in my whole life. My head was swimming with emotions. I could feel his breath against mine; it felt like my heart was going to pump out of my chest. We both slumped down into a laying position on his bed. We pulled away and stared at each other. I could look into his eyes forever. Those deep brown eyes. We came back together again, this time being a bit more daring. I slowly slipped my tongue to his lips, which he eagerly accepted. We let each other's tongues explore our mouths for a while, and let our hands explore each other's bodies. I tugged at his tucked in shirt and slipped my hand in. He had defined muscles, not huge, but he wasn't exactly thin either. Probably from all of that skating I thought to myself. His skin was so smooth and warm to the touch. We stopped kissing for a moment. He reached down and proceeded to take off his shirt, which I was also too happy to oblige to do to my own. We pulled our bodies back together, once again exploring with our hands and tongues. I moved my hands along his back feeling his shoulders, back, and grabbing at his butt once in a while too. It was so great. Nothing could have torn us away from each other...except for the sound of a car door slamming. Dan pulled away from me and walked quickly to his window.
"Damn, my Dad is home," Dan said frustrated. He ran back over to me, gave me another quick kiss. "Get you shirt back on big shooter. I don't exactly want him to know yet." Could you blame him? How hard he took it just to tell me, just imagine what it'll be like for him to come out to his father. Or me to come out to my own parents for that matter.
"Or get caught in the act for that matter," I said with a grin on my face. Dan slipped on his shirt back on, as I did with my semi-drool stained barenaked ladies t-shirt. We both sat down on the floor between his bed and television where Fargo was still playing. We heard the front door open from downstairs.
"Dan! Jason! I'm back! You guys upstairs?"
"Yeah Dad! We're up here watching a movie!"
"Ok, well I'm dead tired. I'm going to bed. You guys better be doing the same thing, It's getting pretty late. Is there anymore spaghetti leftover?"
"Yeah Dad, the rest of it is in the fridge, just reheat it!" Dan shouted.
"Ok, Goodnight boys!" We listened him walk off and then close the door to the kitchen. Dan instantly leaned over and kissed me again.
"I can definitely get used to that," I beamed back at him.
"Well you better," and once again he kissed me. With that he got up to close and lock his door. I came back and sat down next to me. He looked at me with his dark brown eyes. It was one spectacle that I couldn't get over. "I love you," he finally said. Just by looking into those eyes, you could tell that he was telling the truth, and I knew he was.
"I love you too, Dan. I really mean that." He leaned and we started to kiss again. Once again letting our tongues explore each other's mouths. "But," I said as I pulled away. "I'm getting cold; do you think you could shut the window?"
"Yeah, no problem," he said as he got up to shut it. Dan let out a monster yawn right after he shut it. "I don't know about you but I'm getting awfully tired. You want to go to bed now." Almost on cue I noticed that I was getting sleepy myself.
"Yeah, I'm pretty tired to, we might as well," I said flashing him a grin. He just kind of giggled. God I love his laugh. He went over to his computer desk, opened a drawer and pulled out a lighter. He walked over to another window sill by the head of his bed. He lit two vanilla candles.
"Perfect," He finally said. He took off his shirt, I did the same. Skating did wonders for this boy. Defined muscles, not huge but you could easily see them. I climbed into his bed first, pinned against the wall. He slid in next to me and put his head onto my chest and wrapped his arm around me. We were both very warm and content holding each other as both drifted off to sleep with the scent of vanilla and of each other in our senses. Perfect.
I woke up with Dan gently pushing against my stomach. Oh why did he have to do that!?
"Jason, Jason, Let go of me for a second I really have to piss."
"But I don't wanna." Dan let out a little laugh.
"Yeah I know, but I really don't feel like going to the bathroom in my bed, plus we'd get a little wet."
"Dude, weak." I let go of him. "Go to the bathroom now!" Dan kinda laughed off into the distance as he walked down the hall to the bathroom. Still, things seemed surreal for me. Why do I have him? Why does he want me? I'm not exactly the hottest thing on the face of the earth, I'm not popular, and no one has ever treated met his way before. I knew I was in love with him. But I'm not sure if he feels the same way about me. Who knows, maybe this is just puppy love. Sheesh Jason, don't torture yourself, let life do it for you. Why question it...but I can't help but question it. It just doesn't....fit.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Dan asked from his doorway. Made me jump a little.
"Life. Why things happen to people. Why does God let certain things happen? And who they happen to. Things like that, I suppose." Dan sat down next to me on the side of his bed.
"That's pretty heavy stuff, lets don't think about it now though." And with that he leaned over and gave me a quick peck on the lips.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right." I said with a tingling sensation still on my lips. "So...what are we going to do today?"
"Actually, I have work today. I should've told you sooner."
"Aww...what time do you have to work?"
"In about an hour. I gotta shower and dress and stuff for work. Promise you'll stop by Intensity later?" (Intensity is a local clothing store in Boone, Iowa. Mostly skater/weird type of clothing. If I offended anybody with the weird remark with skater, get over it)
"Of course I will, but I better be going. I don't want to make you late."
"Just stay, I'll give you a ride home."
"Or I could do that." I said smiling. I went off to go mess around on his computer while Dan went and showered. About 20 minutes later I finally heard the water turn off and Dan shuffle around in the bathroom. He came into his room with only a towel around his body. I kind of blushed and turned my head away.
"Jason, don't turn away! It's me. Please, look." I looked back at him. He unloosened the towel from his waist and let it drop to the ground. Wow is the only word to describe him. His small 6 pack showed very well. As did the muscles on his legs. Skating really helped this boy out. And of course, the main show. His dick looked to be about 3 inches long with a very nice patch of hair on his groin. The low hanging balls made it all complete. A very nice body, very nice indeed.
I stopped gawking as soon as he let out a little chuckle. "Jason, come here." I did as he commanded and stood up and walked towards him. I leaned down again and started to kiss him, parting his lips with my tongue. I let my hands did a little exploring reaching behind him and grabbing each cheek with both hands and let a little squeeze go. "Mmmm" was all I got for a response. I could feel our hard-ons starting to rise and grind against each other. I reached down for my belt to unbuckle it when we heard a familiar voice.
"DAN! MAKE SURE YOU TAKE MY SUIT TO THE CLEANERS TODAY! I GOTTA RUN! BYE!" Shouted Michael from downstairs. I jumped back.
"ALRIGHT DAD." Dan shouted back.
"BYE BOYS!" and with that we hard the front door slam and Mike was on his way.
"I really want this to go further...but not now. It just doesn't feel right, plus I have to get ready for work."
"I totally understand," then I gave him another quick kiss. "Hurry up then!"