Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2009 14:19:39 -0500
From: alexxxapathy@aim.com
Subject: Chapter Three

Here's the next chapter, and number four will be coming shortly. I've been
writing too much, sorry for bombarding you guys. Thanks!


When I woke up it was still dark outside. My body was telling me that it
was in agony, but I couldn't quite recall why. I felt that strange
disorientation one experiences when waking up from a good dream. A dream so
vivid you couldn't quite shake the feeling that it had been real. As the
fog lifted i turned my head to find that it was 5:30 in the morning. Damn,
I never wake up this early on a Saturday. It hit me suddenly, it was
Saturday! Which meant last night was Friday! I looked down, and to my
absolute surprise I saw a mess of blonde hair on my neck. It hadn't been a
dream! This was happening, I had to remind myself. All the pain
vanished. In the course of an instant I'd been elevated to Cloud
Nine. Mustering up all the strength I could I rolled Jamie off from my
chest so that he was lying next to me. He groaned slightly, in that
five-more-minutes kind of way. I shook him a little, then gently kissed him
on the cheek.


"Good morning sunshine", I whispered playfully into his ear. He didn't open
his eyes, but his mouth curled into a smile.


"Good morning", he half-groaned, "It's like... not even six yet dude." With
that he propped himself up on his side and turned himself to face me.

Nothing was said for a minute, though a lot was being communicated. I don't
think either of us had completely believed what had happened. Finally I had
to break the silence; to ask the question that screamed in my head.


"Jamie... last night.. did you mean it, what you said?", I asked slowly.


I closed my eyes, not wanting this to be the end. He moved forward, sliding
his arm under my side and pulling me on top of him. Without even having to
open my eyes we came together for a kiss. Slowly our lips parted, and I
could feel his tongue on mine. I had never 'made out' before; neither had
Jamie to my knowledge, but kissing isn't something you learn. It's an
instinctive action, something burned into your psyche from thousands of
years of evolution.


Ten thousand sensations assaulted my senses. Jamie's tongue was hot and
soft as it danced across mine. Without having to think my own tongue licked
across his, as our bodies tightened together. I could only think of Jamie;
I needed to be closer to him. My tongue burned for his, my cock became
harder than stone, my entire body yearned for him. I felt Jamie's hands
tightly grip my ass as he pushed me into his groin. He was as hard as I
was, and his shorts weren't doing a good job of hiding that fact. He kept
on hand on my ass and moved the other into my hair. Our kissing became more
passionate, more purposeful. I pushed myself upwards as he pulled my bloody
t-shirt over my head and off of me. I help him do the same, exposing that
perfectly toned body I'd always wanted to touch.


The stillness lasted only a moment though, and within his hands reached my
back and pulled me back on top of him. Our heads tilted, our mouths split,
our tongues moved. Once again our kissing became more intense. Our tight
bodies strained against the other's. We still needed to be closer. I could
feel every inch of that perfect torso, from his taut stomach to those tight
nipples. I released a moan as he drug his nails down my back. the heat was
incredible. The only thing between us now was the sweat our passion had
produced. I could feel my face flush.

Suddenly he rolled over, so that he was on top. He avoided putting all his
weight on me and I felt him break our kiss as he moved down my sweaty
body. His expert dexterity his hands unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them
off as he slid down just a little bit further. We were both panting a
little, with lust and fatigue. As I tried to speak my throat betrayed me. I
could only force out a single word.


"Please", I begged in a heated tone. My dick strained against my boxer
briefs.


With that I felt his fingers snake under my waistband and in one swift
motion he pulled them down to my knees, and then off my body entirely,
tossing them carelessly to the floor. My skin tingled with the realization
that I was now completely naked. I was aware of every sensation as his soft
hand slowly wrapped around my dick. I felt like my entire body was burning
up. With adept skill he began pumping my dick. I let out a deep groan of
pleasure as every nerve in my body went off. His hand began moving faster
and faster. My body shook, my eyes closed, my world faded away. Time became
nonexistent, reality meaningless. As he continued his tempo, I could feel
the intensity building. this was nothing like jerking off. Not with Jamie's
hand on me, provoking me, urging me. I could fee my spine tingle and my
cock throb. The familiar feeling mounted, more powerfully than ever
before. There were no words, just animal sounds of passion. Suddenly it was
too much to take. Something insid
 e me snapped, and with a powerful moan I felt the cum sear through my dick
and blast out of me. Everything went black. I could feel nothing except
Jamie's hand still stroking powerfully, demanding everything I could give
him. I shot again, and again, with each load hitting Jamie's stomach as he
remained bent over me.


Finally it slowed, with the remainder slowly flowing out of me and running
onto Jamie's smooth hand. Jamie pushed himself back onto me, licking the
small bit of cum that lingered on his hand. After a few moments I had
finally gotten enough control of myself to begin speaking in between pants.


"Jamie.. that was... amazing..", I sounded like a dog. Jamie just moved up
me a little, the?fluids I'd left on his chest lubricating the space between
us. He moved in for a kiss, the best kiss of my life, and I could feel that
he was still hard. I pushed him off of me.


"Your turn now", I whispered playfully, smiling. Wasting no time, I tore
off his shorts, then stopped to soak all of this in. He was lying before,
covered in his sweat and my seed, in nothing but his tight white briefs,
made all the tighter by his erection, which seemed to be straining to be
free. He gave me a nervous look; probably due to that fact that no one wore
this kind of underwear anymore.


"M-My mom still buys them", he stammered nervously, almost
apologetically. "I do--"


I cut him off. "They only make you look hotter. I'm gonna do something a
little different now"


I slowly pulled off his briefs to reveal his boner. He was around the same
size as me, and I could already see a tiny diamond of precum leaking from
him. I hesitated, for a single second, and then I lowered my head down to
his erection. I could hear his breath sharpen, he knew what was
coming. Gently, with absolute care, I licked the precum off the top,
illiciting a light sigh from him. Then, taking a deep breath, I wrapped my
lips around the head and began sucking him. I could hear him gasp and his
squirming underneath me made me think I was doing something wrong. However
just before I could look up to see if he was ok, he sat up and I felt him
place his hands on my head. With that assurance, I went back to work.


I moved my mouth further down his erection, amazed at how hot?it was. My
tongue snaked around his head and shaft, licking and dancing all about
him. Soon I could feel his hands pushing on the back of my head even as he
began rocking his hips further into my mouth. His speed increased and I
began sucking harder, using my tongue in every way I could think of. I
could hear him moaning and panting, even saying my name a few times.


"Harder", he begged, "please suck me harder." His tone was desperate,
lustful. The?energy?was electrifying.


I sucked as hard as I could, my tongue wrapped around him as he lightly
pumped my mouth. Without warning he let out a half-scream of pleasure and
his dick exploded with cum. He blew way harder than I'd expected, shooting
out load after load of hot boy juice. I sucked as hard as I could, greedily
swallowing everything I could and begging for more. Finally he stopped,
pulling me back onto the bed before simply collapsing backwards. Both of us
were breathing like marathon runners.


I can't tell you how long we layed there for. The alarm clock had been
knocked off the nightstand at some point during our passion, and the sun
was up by the time we started talking again. This time he was the first to
speak.


"Alex, did you mean what you said, that you loved me more than anyone
else?" The tone was adorable, I almost wanted to cry.


"Yeah Jamie, I did", I whispered softly. With that he kissed my cheek
gently, and we got dressed again, ready for a new day. There was a lot we
had to talk about.