Date: Thu, 04 Jan 2007 18:56:41 +0000 From: Pink Panther Subject: 'Some Other Blues' chapter 14. This story is a work of erotic fiction. If reading erotic fiction is illegal where you live, please leave this page now. If you are under age for reading this type of material, please leave this page now. This story contains scenes of sexual interaction involving both underage boys and older guys. If this is not what you wish to read, please leave this page now. Well, folks; this is it, the final chapter. I hope you had as much enjoyment reading this story as I did writing it. Now that it's complete, I'd love to hear what you think of it. To send comments, please e-mail : pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk and I will reply as soon as I can. 14 It's quarter past eight when mum pops into my room to tell me that she's off to work. I spend the next twenty minutes gradually waking myself up before finally getting out of bed to start the day. I'm still pretty apprehensive about what sort of day it's going to be. I'm not at all sure how Jon and Ricky are going to react. Maybe they'll decide they don't want to be mates with me any more. That would be tough; we've hung out together for so long I'd find it very difficult if that suddenly stopped. I get myself washed and dressed and head down to the kitchen for breakfast. I'm just finishing my cornflakes when the doorbell rings. My heart jumps. Maybe it's Jon, or possibly even Jon and Ricky together. I go to open it. Tim Ballard's standing there with my bag. That takes me completely by surprise; I certainly hadn't expected him to go and collect it so soon. "Hello sir!" I say, grinning at him. "Thanks for bringing my bag; I thought you were going home to bed. D'you want to come in?" "Yeah, well I was," he says casually as he follows me to the lounge room. "But Josh would have already been fast asleep when I got home and I have a pretty good idea of the sort of hours Wayne keeps, so I drove back over there. He was a bit worried at first, but once I'd explained what had happened and that everything was cool he was okay. He said thanks for the twenty quid; told me he thought you were a great kid and asked me to wish you all the best. I guess you can't say much fairer than that." "Yeah; he's okay, just a bit short-tempered, that's all." Tim looks at me very intently. "Arron, I need to ask you this. You've been having anal sex, haven't you?" "Yes." "Did you use any protection, you know, condoms?" I shake my head. "No." "That is very, very risky. You might easily have caught an infection off somebody, doing that. We're going to need to get you checked out. It's okay, I've got a friend who works in the STD clinic at Lanchester General; I'll get it fixed up with him. As long as you're clear, your mum need never know." "Thanks, sir," I mumble. "Don't worry; as far as I'm concerned this is just a precaution, okay? Meanwhile, you'd better have these." He passes me a packet of condoms. "Do you know how to use them?" he asks. "Yeah, I think so." "Right! Well, I'll have to be going. Call me this afternoon and I'll let you know what the arrangements are for these tests." He gives me the number; I slip the piece of paper into the pocket of my jeans. "And remember, Arron, I'm always there for you. If there's anything you need to talk about; if anyone's giving you a hard time or anything, let me know, okay?" "Yeah, thanks." He puts his arm round my shoulder and gives me a squeeze. "Wayne's right; you are a bit special." He gets up and makes his way out. I stand and watch as he drives away. Fuck! I wish I was his boyfriend! I quickly snap myself out of it; it's not going to happen so I'd better just forget about it. 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 I just can't get my head round what I ought to do next. Well, I ought to go round to see Jon and Ricky, but I just don't know how to play it. I mean I can't just stroll in like nothing's happened, can I? I potter round the house, doing this and that. What I'm really doing is trying to avoid making a decision. I'm not sure if I can face them, especially Jon. How will they react when they find out what I've been doing? And then there's the packet of condoms that Mr. Ballard gave me, like I'm going to get the chance to use them. I mean, who with? Mum says she doesn't mind me having a boyfriend my own age but who the fuck's that going to be? It's not going to be Zac, that's for certain, not after what he did; I don't care if I never see him again. Yeah, Tim Ballard helped me straighten things out with mum, but this one's down to me; I've got to do it, I just don't know how. The doorbell rings; this could be it. I open the door; Jon's standing there on his own, looking more stunning than ever. "You mum came round to tell us you were back," he says quietly. "Can I come in?" We wander up to my bedroom and sit on my bed. "So what happened?" he asks. I tell him about having a row with mum, and taking off, about hanging out in Birmingham, and how Tim Ballard found me last night when he came out of the theatre. It's as much as he needs to know. "Sorry I seem to have caused so much trouble; Tim Ballard said you were really upset about it in maths class last Friday." "Yeah, I cried myself to sleep Friday night. I thought I might never see you again." "Sorry, I didn't realise you'd be so worried about me." "It's my own fault; I should have told you." "Uhh? Told me what?" "This." He puts his arm round me shoulder, leans across and kisses me full on the lips, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth. Total mind fuck! This was not in the script, not anywhere! Sure, during the school holidays I used to dream that he might let me kiss him, but I gave that idea up weeks ago. And that's not the only thing; I've been kissed before loads of times; Steve, Zac, Daniel, but this is different, like he really means it. Wow! I don't know what I was expecting to happen but it definitely wasn't this. After a minute or two, our lips part. "Jon, I don't understand," I say, still trying to get over the shock. "I mean, what about you and Julie?" He gives me his most beautiful smile, his forearms resting on my shoulders. "Oh, that was what I wanted to believe," he says sadly, "it really was. That's how I wanted it to be. When we got back to school and we were with all the other kids again, I started worrying about, you know, them finding out and what would happen, all that shit. I told myself I had to stop having sex with you, get a bit serious with Julie, and, you know, the feelings would go away, only they didn't. After a week or so I'd be missing being with you so much I'd be practically begging to come round here. We'd do it and then I'd beat myself up afterwards, not because of Julie, but because I hadn't stuck to doing what I'd said and I was back to square one. Stupid isn't it? Then when you ran away I realised I just had to stop lying to myself. It wasn't Julie I wanted; it was you." "Fuck!" I croak, hardy able to speak. "I had no idea." "That was the plan; I didn't want you to have an idea. When I found out you were going with Steve, that really hurt, but I told myself it was good you'd got someone else, `cause it meant, you know, I could do what I wanted. And when you started doing stuff with Zac, fuck, I hated that! But I couldn't tell you `cause it would have given the game away." We snake around so we're lying on the bed facing each other, still fully dressed. "So have you broken up with Julie, then?" I ask. "Yeah, well she broke up with me. Friday evening I was supposed to be taking her out. Went to the youth centre near school. She wanted all my attention, just like she always does. I didn't even want to be there; all I could think about was you. I tried to explain, told her you're like the brother I never had, but she didn't want to know; said I cared more about you than I did about her. I tried to explain it to her but she just didn't get it. After a few minutes she went off in a huff. That was the last straw; it was when I knew I just had to stop pretending." "Shit, that's rough; I didn't think she'd be like that." "Yeah, well it's done now. Just watch, next week when we're back at school, she'll be creeping round me, asking if I want to take her out again. I'm just going to tell her to forget it." "So d'you still want me . you know?" " 'Course I do." "I'm not sure I deserve a boyfriend like you." "What d'you mean?" "I ran away, right? I had to have money to live on. You know what I was doing for it." Tears well up in his eyes. "Arron! I'm so sorry!" "What for? I don't understand." "For making you miserable and putting you through all this shit; all this need never have happened if I hadn't been such a coward." "Jon! You've nevere been a coward, never!" "I was this time. I put you through all this because I was too scared to admit how I felt about you. You know I really admire you for standing up to your mum like that. I don't think many kids would have the bottle to do what you did; I know I wouldn't. If that had been me I'd have just gone right along with it; told the coppers fuckin' everything. Then afterwards I'd have just batted it off and said mum and dad made me do it." "Oh." "Yeah, suppose I'd told you right from the start I wanted us to be . you know, together, boyfriends, whatever, and I didn't want you to see Steve any more, what would you have done?" "I'd have stopped seeing him, of course; I'd walk off a cliff for you if you needed me to." "Right! And would you have started going with Zac?" "No way!" "So what's happened is my fault `cause I fucked you about. Could we make a fresh start? Please Arron!" "Yeah, of course we can; I just don't know what to say." "Fuck! I've missed you so much! I can't believe I could be so stupid!" "I've missed you too; you know that." I gently ruffle his hair. "Does Ricky know?" He nods, grinning at me. "Yeah; Saturday we talked for hours. I had to talk to somebody; he was the only one. You know what he said? Said he's known for ages! I asked him why he never said anything. He said it was `cause he knew I'd bite his head off; tell him he didn't know what he was talking about." "You would, wouldn't you?" "Yeah, and that would have made things a lot fuckin' harder, `cause then I'd have had to admit he was right all along. He amazes me sometimes, Ricky. He's so fuckin' quiet, but he doesn't miss a thing." "Yeah; me too." He looks me right in the eye. "Did something happen with you and Ricky during the holidays?" "Yeah, it was while you were in Spain. We'd been down the park for a kick-about, then we went back to his to play on the computer. Well after a bit he asked if you and me messed about together, so I said yes, asked him if he wanted to try it. He was a bit nervous but he said okay. He seemed really shocked when I started taking all my clothes off. Anyway, he stripped off too. He's fuckin's huge! It's the biggest one I've seen on a kid our age! So we got on the bed and started wanking ourselves off. I reached over and started playing with his cock; seems like he wasn't expecting that either, thought we just wanked ourselves off. Well, I could tell he was nearly cumming so I thought `What the hell', leaned over and sucked him off. He fuckin' loved it! Came loads! Then afterwards it was like it had really freaked him out; said his dad would kill him if he found out what we'd done." "Oh! I knew something had happened. So was that when you told him you were gay?" "Yeah; he asked me about you and I said I didn't think you were, but he hasn't even mentioned it since and neither have I." "So d'you want to . you know?" "Yeah, of course! When did I ever not want to?" "Fuckin' brilliant!" I take a deep breath; before we get started I've got some explaining to do. "Jon, I need to tell you something first, but you've got to promise not to tell anyone, not even Ricky, okay?" "Yeah, whatever." "You know I told you Tim Ballard spotted me as he was coming out of the theatre with some friends?" "Yeah?" "Well he wasn't. He was coming out of a gay bar with his boyfriend and two other guys." There's a very long pause. "Tim Ballard's gay?" Jon asks eventually, his eyes almost popping out of his head. "Fuck! I'd never have guessed that! I'm sure nobody at school's got a clue! I know all the kids in his soccer team; they just say what a brilliant coach he is; there's never been a hint of anything like that. He doesn't even do stuff like watching them get changed; I'd have heard about it if he did." "Yeah, he told me he doesn't mix business with pleasure, not like some teachers we know. Remember Mr.Tomkins? He was shagging Emma Newton when she was only fourteen. Mind you, Tim's boyfriend's stunning, about Ricky's height, early twenties, slim and blond; really fit, man!" "Wow!" He shakes his head. "That is awesome! You know I want to be a teacher; probably maths or science, coach soccer like he does. I told myself there was no way I could do that if I was gay. Well, I got that wrong too, didn't I? I want to be like him; he's the best." "You will be; I know you will. So do you want to do something now? Please Jon!" "Oh yeah! You just don't know how special it is to see you again." "Yeah, well, like I was saying, Tim knows about doing this sort of stuff; told me I've been taking a big risk letting guys fuck me without using condoms. He's fixing up for me to get tested to make sure I haven't caught anything. Anyway, he gave me these." I pull out the pack of condoms. "So if you're going to fuck me, we'll have to use them." "Just until we know you're okay, yeah?" I swallow hard. That's not what you're supposed to do, but Jon's never done it with anyone else, so it should be all right. And anyway, I love having his spunk inside me. "Yeah." I say quietly. We quickly strip down to our underwear then lie back down, kissing and fondling each other. Now I really understand what Tim meant. I've loved kissing ever since Steve first got me to do it, but kissing Jon way better than anyone else I've done it with because I love him to bits, just like Tim said. We're not just having fun, getting our rocks off; we're expressing the way we feel about each other, and that's so much better. Jon's got his fingers inside the waistband of my briefs, gently pulling them down. I return the favour. Jon's cock is so beautiful. It's grown quite a bit since the first time I sucked him off, much like mine has, I guess; still hardly any pubic hair though. Tim's boyfriend might be stunning but I don't care; Jon's perfect! I'm just about to go down on him but he beats me to it. It makes me smile, thinking about how hesitant he was about doing that; now he's doing it like he was born to it, my cock sliding right down his throat. If I died right now this minute I'd die as happy as I'll ever be. There's no way heaven can be better than this. After some minutes we swap places. At least going with kids like Glen and Daniel has taught me how to suck properly. With a little manoeuvring I'm deep throating him. I just love this! To be doing it with the boy I love more than anyone else in the world is better than almost anything. There is only one thing that can beat it; condom or no condom, I want him inside me. I let him go and we snuggle up again, my nose rubbing against his. "I love you, Jon." I whisper. "Hmmm!! I love you too! You know you said about walking off a cliff for me?" "Yeah? I would too; you know I would." "So would I." "You already did, lots of times, like when you beat the shit out of Keith Armstrong. You could have got in big trouble for that." "Yeah, I guess; never really thought about it." He pauses. "You know we won't be able to be out at school?" "Yeah, `course. We'll just carry on like we always have." "Cool." "So d'you want to, you know ." "Yeah." I get out the condoms and roll one onto his cock. It seems a bit awkward at first, but it goes on okay. I retrieve the KY from my bag and pass it too him. Gently and sensuously he works some into my bum. He has to know that I've been fucked rotten while I was missing from home but he never says a word. He slowly withdraws his finger and gives me back the tube. I squeeze some onto my fingers and smear it over his throbbing cock. We're ready. I pull the pillow into the middle of the bed and lie down on top of it. There isn't a towel handy so I put my underpants under my cock so I won't cum on the pillow. I spread my legs, allowing Jon to kneel between them. He lowers himself onto me, his cock-head nuzzling my bum-hole. Quickly and easily he slips it in. gradually pushing down until he hits my prostate. I am in ecstasy; nothing can ever be as good as this! Moments later I feel his hard, flat tummy pressed tight against my bum. Oh yeah! He starts to fuck me with long, even strokes, pulling out almost completely before thrusting right back in again, hitting my prostate every time. His warm breath plays on my neck, wafting into my nostrils like the most magical sex-drug ever invented. There is no way I'll ever be able to get enough of this. He starts to speed up, his breathing becoming harder, the wonderful aroma of hot, sexy boy enveloping my whole body. Wow! He is so fit! I make it last as long as I can, but it was never going to be long enough. My toes curl under, my legs flick up out of control; my breathing's so short and raspy I think I'll pass out. A moment later my whole body's shaking like a leaf, my bum spasming violently around Jon's rampant cock. My balls explode into action, spunk surging through my cock and fountaining onto my briefs. I've cum so much I feel completely spent, struggling to get my breath back. Before I can do more than think about it, Jon's breathing becomes noisy and ragged, the exhalations flooding my nostrils turning from warm to burning hot. "Oh! Oh fuck! Yes! Yes!! Yes!!! Nngg!! Nnnggg!!! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!" His cock swells and jerks deep inside my bum; seconds later he's lying right on top of me, his heart thumping against my back. We lie there for what feels like ages, perfectly at peace with each other, perfectly at peace with the world. I guess I may have had wilder sex, but this is far more satisfying than anything. Tim was so right; this was an act of love and nothing else comes close. Slowly and gently Jon pulls out. It feels odd that I don't have his spunk inside me, but it's a small price to pay. Maybe we'll always use condoms; I know it's what we ought to do. I turn onto my side and we snuggle up again. "Happy?" he whispers. "Yeah, totally," I tell him. "It feels like I can do anything. It doesn't matter what problems there are, as long as I've got you I can deal with them." He smiles and licks my nose; he's so beautiful I almost pass out. "Fuck!" he says gently. "That's just how I feel. I think it's love." "Yeah," I respond, hugging him tight. "I think so too." THE END Well, I hope that you've enjoyed this journey as much as I have! As this is the final chapter, feedback would be especially appreciated. Go on, make my day! Please send your comments to pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk and, as always, I will reply as soon as I can. I will submit the first chapter of my new story, `July Through September' on Monday 8th January. It should appear online roughly 24 hours later. On this occasion I will be submitting two chapters each week, otherwise the story would last almost six months. As some of the chapters contain scenes of sexual activity involving adult males and underage boys, like `Some Other Blues' it will be posted in the Gay Adult/Youth archive. Many thanks for your support!