Date: Sat, 8 Oct 2011 14:50:49 +0000
From: robert goater <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: ScarXtwo

Is this story true or fictional? It,s about 60/40

It,s up to you to decide which is 60 and which is 40.

The story contains activities of a sexual nature between boys and men. If
you should not be reading it because of your age, then please go and play
on your ipod or whatever.

                                                                                                             scarXtwo

As Billy was born three years before me, I will start with him.

After trying for a number of years without any luck, Billy,s mum and dad
(my Uncle Pet, dads brother, and Aunt Molly) almost gave up trying for a
child. It was found that Uncle Peter,s little "fishes" were not all that
they should be. The little chaps were too few in number and not very good
swimmers it seems.

It was decided that Uncle Pete would need an operation, but before that
happened they went off to Corfu for a much needed holiday and (I really can
only assume) instead of trying to make a baby they would have made love
which would have been a first for both of them. The result was that Aunt
Molly came back with something she had not taken with her.

The birth of William was a great joy to them and my future mum and dad, but
WHY is it that so many times a child is given a name and hardly ever called
it? William was named and immediately called Billy! I would not have it any
other way though. For years Uncle Pete would write in Billy,s birthday and
Christmas cards "To the Corfu Kid". They did explain why, eventually.

As it happened my mum and dad went through the same as Uncle Phil and Aunt
Molly, but after three years after Billy hatched, I arrived. In fact the
same month, August. I was named James and typically called Jamie from day
one! Parents!

Billy lived in Birmingham and I in Winchester. Each family would visit as
often as possible and in fact my first Christmas was spent at their home
where Billy took to me and was hardly more than a few feet from me the
entire time we were there. He would watch my mother bathe and feed me and
change nappies. I apparently pissed all over him and mum one time, much to
their pretended disgust. That would be the only time that happened, piss
over him I mean.

So, life was good, safe and without a care. But things were about to get
better. Uncle Pete, Aunt Molly and Billy were to move to Winchester and
live only half mile away from us. I was by then 5 yrs old, Billy 8.

When dad and Uncle Pete were young they were bought up near Winchester were
Granddad had a building business. On reaching teenage years they both
worked with their dad which was to become my dad,s future. Dad loved the
business and after years of work and training he become a master builder of
the highest standard and after Granddads retirement took the firm from good
to even better. His work and reputation was second to none and as a result
we had a good life style with an income that made us more than comfortable.

During the time that Uncle Pete was involved working for his dad he came
across antiques whilst they had a job in a huge mansion just outside
Southampton. The result was that after a number of years he gained so much
knowledge and experience he went into the business and made a reasonable
living from it. Aunt Molly was a primary teacher and was brilliant. Such a
lovely person who gave her charges a great start to their education.

The reason for the move to us was that my dad had more than a passing
interest of antiques and both he and Uncle Pete thought that it would be
good for dad to invest in Uncle Pete,s business and open up in our
area. Also, with Uncle Pete,s experience in the building trade he could
give a hand with dad when things got busy which they very often did.

But for me it had nothing whatsoever to do with antiques or the building
trade. But it had everything to do with Billy being near and spending as
much time as possible with him.

They all settled in quickly. They had a three bed detached house. Within a
couple of months dad and Uncle Pete had converted the loft into a play room
for Billy. A room that was to be a huge part of my life and Billy,s.

One big thing in Billy,s life was his involvement in Martial Arts. He, for
his age, had become exceptionally good and there was positive chat about
him becoming a future contestant in the various championships nationwide.
He lived and breathed all that the art demanded. It was also developing his
body into something to admire. At 4ft 5 he was developing a lovely body.
Good shoulders, broadish chest, flat stomach and very slim waist. His legs
were well proportioned and, like the rest of him, looked great and very
strong. What with all that and the most handsome face topped with a mop of
blonde hair and ice blue eyes, he was a lovely sight. To be honest though
none of that was making much impression on me just yet, that would come in
a couple of short years or so.  He was just Billy to me and for all I cared
he could look like the back of a bus. By the time I was his age, 8, i,m so
pleased he did,nt.

So, really my story starts at age 8, but just to complete the family
information, mum.

Florence Dowling HATED her name with a passion and dad calling her Flo was
no better. So, he called her Eff and thats what she was called by all. When
ever I got into trouble she would call out, "JAMES"! That was an indication
that all was not well and "Eff" was a tad pissed off with James. I made
many attempts to lighten things by replying "yes Florence"? It never worked
and so I just jammed my ass cheeks together and faced Eff,s rath. Dad would
sometimes yell out "JAMES" as well, but it never had the same effect and,
when in trouble, he left it up to mum. Eff was a qualified accountant and
helped dad cook his books, which was much better than her efforts on the
stove. I loved her to bits, every bit as I knew they both loved Jamie.

Between the ages of 8 and 10 I changed a lot and because of my love for gym
I was developing a good physic. That all started at junior school when I
was singled out by the sports teacher as he saw in me a lot of potential. I
could not wait for gym and getting ready for classes was the beginning of a
great lesson.

My sports master took an interest which, I now know now, went beyond the
subject being taught.

During the lesson he gave me a lot of attention which I did,nt really think
too much about until aged 10. When exercising on any particular piece of
equipment Mr Brooks (Brooky) had to be there as safety man as well as
instructor. One of my favourites, and his it seems, was when using the box
doing star jumps. You would run up to the take off ramp and clear the box
with arms and legs akimbo. Brooks was waiting and would catch you as you
reached him. It was not long before I noticed that every time he caught me
my cock ended up in his right hand while my chest landed in his left. I did
not think much of it other than rather like what was happening. Over a
period of time I even looked forward to it particularily when he began to
take his time releasing his hand and before doing so gave a gentle squeeze
of my todger.

I also noticed he always looked into the showers when I was taking one. Ok,
other kids were there as well, but not always the same kids. Maybe I was
letting my imagination get the better of me. After one lesson I was told to
stay in the gym to do some extra work while everyone else got showered and
changed. When they had gone, Brooks came back into the gym, gave me some
more instruction for a half hour, then told me to change. I got into the
shower, lathered up really well and with eyes closed tightly washed the
sweat off my entire body. When I opened my eyes I was more than taken back
to see Brooks standing there, in the shower soaping himself down.

He smiled at me and calmly said, "good workout Jamie, nice to see you so
keen". "Yessir, thanks". I really did not care what I said, all I could
really consentrate on was his amazing body and that wonderful cock. He had
been a very good gymnast himself and, but for a rather bad accident during
his training days, would have gone to the top. As it was, he went into
teaching and coaching.

He had retained his gymnasts physique which we all saw every day, but I was
now staring at what I thought must be the biggest dick in the world. A
magnificent piece of man hood and one that I dreamed about for weeks after.

"Turn round Jamie, I think you need your back washed properly", he lied. I
turned and waited for him to come closer. I felt his hands on my back and
gently wash the imaginary dirt off. I could feel the heat of his body so
close. His hands then came round to my chest and begun to massage me and
then slowly down to my belly. He was now standing against me and I could
feel his hard cock on my lower back. Lower still went his right hand and
any moment it would have reached my little stiffy. I just stood there
transfixed and waiting for the inevitable.

"Mr Brooks, you there"? "Fuck", said Brooks. "Wait there, i,m coming".

And that was it. All over before it got started. I found that I was really
disappointed.

Looking back at it some time later I realised how stupid Brooks had been
and although I was enjoying all that happened (as well as pissed off
because we were interrupted) he had to go. Go he went, just like that. Here
today, gone a month later. We never heard anymore about him.

Now the reason I was so turned on by Brooks was that Billy and I had become
very physical together, but not in any sexual way. However, I had started
to more than enjoy the play fights we engaged in.

Billy,s play room had become "our" place. A place where we spent many an
hour together. At first I just went there to watch him exercise on the
mat. He threw himself all over the place practicing his falls. He showed me
how to fall and do various exercises that was all part of his training in
the Martial Arts club.

In the beginning he had no weights, but used me instead. He would lay on
his back and lift me high and back down to his chest. Another way was to
stand, cradle me in his arms and carry out pull ups. Many times he pulled
me to him, he would blow on my tummy, much to my delight. Being very light,
I was the perfect training aid. Well, I thought so anyway.

Every session ended in a wrestling match between us. I lost all of them,
but did not care. The contact was great and I could not wait for them to
happen. Sometime later he said we ought to ware swimming briefs as thats
what proper wrestlers wore. None the wiser I always had mine on and we had
a great time "fighting" in nothing but them.

It was also the time when the contact became a real turn on for me. We
would twist all over the mat our bodies in a mass of tangled, arms, legs
and hands all over one anothers bodies trying to out do each other. Every
time we fought my cock got hard and I know his did as well. I always looked
down at Billy when he would sit on my chest with my arms over my head. His
cock would have only been inches away from my face and every time I noticed
how swollen he had become.

The final, final part every time was when Billy said we should have a
"cooling down period" and he would turn me on my belly and lay on top of
me, his whole weight would be on me and I loved it particularily when his
cock found the crack in my bum and he would, very, gently rub into me. No
wonder at age 10 I was so turned on by Brooks!

So, between 8 and 10 we had a great deal of fun without ever becoming
sexual, but also in that time Billy was coming on in leaps and bounds with
his Martial Arts training so much so his club was confident that he would
do well in competitions. All that Billy learnt, he passed on to me and I
too was becoming quite a good fighter. It ended in me also joining his club
and from there I made very good progress. It was all to be more than useful
in the future.

My 11th birthday was to be a huge turning point in my life. Without really
knowing it I had many questions that needed answers. I, like many boys of
my age, was going through change not only physically, but mentally. For
example I was very unsure why girls did not recon in my life or thinking.
Other boys of my age spoke of nothing else and what they would "do" given
half the chance. I found that if a girl came to school with her brother, I
would only look at him, not her. If I was watching a love scene in a film I
could not tell you what the girl looked like, but describe the guy in
detail. Whenever I was in town and a guy or guys came along, my eyes went
straight to the cock area and my imagination did cart wheels. When I had a
wank I only had Billy in my mind.  I had been wanking for about two years.
Nothing came out, not that I knew then anything should, but boy did I get a
great feeling! As soon as I got to bed my little pecker would harden to
it,s 4inch length and, still not knowing why, when I stroked it between my
thumb and forefinger it would not be long before I shot absolutely nothing,
but the feeling was amazing. I always slept well.

I just knew that all the contact I had with Billy and what happened in the
shower with Brooks, there was a lot more to this that I had to experience,
but did not have much idea what.

Two things happened that would be the start of big changes in my life. One,
I started senior school, two I got another computer.

Of these two, the computer was biggest influence.

I was at home one Satarday (Billy was off up north with his club) when
Uncle Pete dropped in to talk to dad about a big house clearance to do the
next week and needed to know if he could come and help. They sorted day and
time. "Oh and by the way Steve (dad) do you want a comp, I just got it from
a job today"?

"No thanks Pete, already got two"

"Can I have it"? I asked

"You got one Jamie, why another"?

"You got a car with 5 wheels dad, I would have a spare as well"

Dad looked at Uncle Pete, shrugged and said nothing. Uncle Pete went out
and brought back a computer case and a couple of carrier bags with whatever
stuff inside. Connection leads I guessed.

"If you hack into my bank account Jamie, let me know if i,m in the black
mate"?

"I already have Uncle and your in trouble"

"Tell me something I don,t already know".

"Aunt Molly is fine though, bet you did,nt know that"

He just grinned and left. "See you guys later".

"You had better get that lot upstairs before mum gets back, makes the place
look untidy".

I looked around the room and wondered why dad had just said that. Housework
was not mum,s priority and we both knew it.

"Where is mum"? I asked.

"Out food shopping, she wants find something different to burn tonight"!

We both laughed and I picked up the comp and bags and shot off up to my
room.

Blimmey, it,s nearly new!. I tipped out the bags and found the connections
and bits. For the next couple of hours I fiddled with my new computer and
got it up and running. Well, sort of. I would need help in getting into it
properly. I knew Billy could help, he was pretty much clued up in most
matters computer.

The smell of something told me dinner was nearly nuked and it was time to
offer a prayer and go down stairs.

That was a bit unfair as for a change the meal was quite nice, whatever
"it" was.

After we had eaten, I went back to my room to look at the rest of the stuff
now scattered on my bed.

There were a few dvd,s. They had no writing on them, instead there were
stars from one to five.

Logically thinking that the 5 star dvd,s would be the best, whatever was on
them, would be the best. So, without more ado I slotted one into my own
computer and for the next hour I watched transfixed at what I was seeing.

Ok ok, no guesses dear reader, if there are any. Of course, gay porn, lots
of it on this dvd alone and there were 5 more!

Although watching all that was happening before my eyes, I had to keep an
ear out in case mum or dad came in. Fortunately the top stair creaked which
was my early warning and I would have 5 seconds to switch the thing off.

Whoever had down loaded the dvd,s must have been pirate copies as the
quality was not that good, still you could see everything and what I saw
excited me beyond all expectations.

The guys were beautiful. Lovely bodies, toned to perfection and what they
got up to, well it was sending me into a daze.

Without going into detail, and i,m sure you know all about what I was
looking at, it had the most tremendous effect on me. Any thoughts or doubts
I had about myself and who I was and what, flew out of the window right
there and then. I was now, officially, GAY!!!! Well, to me anyway. How I
was going to tell anyone else was now the new problem. Still, at this
moment in time I at least knew what I was and with it I had no problems
whatsoever.

I felt so good about myself. I knew now why I wanted to be with Billy so
much and do everything with him that was happening on the dvd,s. Not only
that. IF Brooks had not been interrupted I knew exactly what would have
happened and I would not have stopped him.

My thoughts went back to that shower. Brooks was stroking my chest and his
hands were gradually getting lower. He fondled my navel and stayed there
for what seemed ages and then even lower to the spot where my pubes were
now beginning to show. That was when he was called, but I carried on
thinking about what would happen if, whoever it was, had not come in.

Brooks stayed were he was just rubbing his fingers over the pube area. I
waited and waited and then he was holding me, gently smoothing his thumb
and forefinger over my rock hard cock. He slid my foreskin back over the
rod and played with the tip which sent me into a trance. The sensation was
beyond all sensations. By now his own massive tool had reached a huge
erection that felt as though it would drill through me if he had only given
a slight push. As it was he adjusted his cock so it laid flat on my back
and begun to fuck. He moved it up and down my back all the time wanking me
with his right hand and stroking my little ball sack with the other.

I was in heaven lost in this moment of sheer pleasure. I leaned against him
as he ran his left hand over my belly and chest whilst his right fingers
did their work. I found myself moving both hands behind me until I found
the insides of his thighs and then upward until both hands found his large,
heavy, hairless balls. They felt wonderful and he gave out a great sigh. I
played with them for a while, then onto the main object of my intention. As
both of my hands held his cock he moaned and began to fuck them. It was
amazing to hold his enormous member and what we were both doing to each
other was indeed nothing more than sensational and it would not be long
before we both shot our cum. But, I did not want that, not yet, there was
much more to do. I had watched the porn films enough to know I wanted much
much more.

I turned round and looked up at him. He stared back not saying a word. He
knew what was about to happen. Slowly I lowered myself until my face was in
line with his cock. Gradually and without hesitation I got closer and
closer to this dream of ultimate manhood. I could smell his pre cum which
was dribbling out at a steady rate. Now I was just millimetres away and my
mouth wide open to take in as much of him
as...................................JAMIE!!!!!

FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!

Before I could answer I had to get my breath back and the thoughts from
something that never happened. There was also the problem of my massive
(for me anyway) hardon. Still, I would continue this at bed time no doubt
about it.

"Yes mum"?

"It,s Billy on the phone".

Brooks was forgotten, for now anyway.

"Can I take it in your room"? I never even heard the phone ring as I was so
caught up with giving Brooks what we both wanted to happen.

"Course you can, give Billy our love".

"Thanks mum". I would give Billy much more than that to be honest. Christ I
was becoming a slut! Nice.

"Hi Billy, how,s you"?

"Hi trouble. I,m fine thanks".

We spoke for half an hour Billy telling me all about the activities going
on which seemed great. I told him about the computer and he promised to
look at it for me when he came home. I did not say anything about the
dvd,s. We just chatted and it was great to hear his voice. At last we both
had to go.

"Miss you Billy"

"Miss you too, take care, see you Monday. Get ready for a good beating".

"I will, can,t wait".

Needless to say I was in bed soon after speaking to Billy.

Now, where was I?

Try as I might I could not return to the fantasy about me and Brooks, but
instead thought about Billy,s and my next "fight" and the cool down period
that was bound to happen. Me on my front feeling Billy on top of me and
only the thin material of our trunks separating his cock from my ass.

I came a gallon that night. It covered my chest, tummy, hand and part of my
wanking arm. For the first time I gave 5 good gobs of cum.

"Hello gay world, Jamie has arrived".

On my first day at senior school Uncle Pete and Billy picked me up and took
me there. Like most new boys anywhere the morning toilet visits were more
frequent.

Billy intentionally took me around the school, just to show all and sundry
who I was and the family ties that we shared. Billy had a great reputation
and was looked up to by all. Respect is something that came after Billy had
decked some daft sod who, not knowing his rather advanced fighting
abilities, tried it on with him and suffered rather badly. No one ever
tried it on again.

While we were on walk about Billy stopped me and pointed out a kid about
the same age and build as himself. He was a nice looking guy with dark
complection and black hair.

"That guy is bad news so stay away from him and his low life mates always
ok"? "I won,t always be around and that twat will take advantage if i,m
not"

"What,s his name"?

"Jason, Jason Smith, why"?

"Just good to know the enemy, that,s what you taught me".

Billy grinned at me, "good man" he said and gave my shoulder a squeeze
before taking me into registration. In any other situation that squeeze
would have given me an instant hardon.

To be honest a huge amount happened during the first and second years of my
senior schooling, but for the point of my story, not worth boring you with.

However, much did happen which was all leading to my main aim in my private
life and that of course was Billy and my ultimate goal.

By the age of 12 I knew how I felt about Billy, the only problem being the
dim shit did not know it. I knew how much I ment to him as we drew even
closer as time went on.

We saw as much of each other as possible and much of that time was our
training sessions. By now Billy had reached a level in Martial Arts that he
was now in the England junior team and more and more of his time was spent
at the club. It was also very good for me and although I would never reach
his standard I was coming along very well.

All Billy ever wanted is for me to be able to, "look after yourself" and
that was exactly what I could do.

My gym lessons I enjoyed even more now and the results were also good.  I
was as fit as a 12yr old could be, getting stronger by the month and
developing a good body.

I was proud of my quite advanced pubic collection and below them there was
a cock now standing at a respectable 6inches. Quite a spurt.

Now at 15 Billy was nothing more than stunning. His body was something to
look at all day and never get bored. Broad shoulders, developing chest,
emerging 6 pack, slim waist, terrific legs, wonderful arms and I have just
knocked one off thinking about him, thanks!

The only bit of him I can,t report on is the object of my dream, his
manhood.

I just knew it would be as beautiful as the rest of him, it has to be. We
still wrestle and i,m now giving him a great workout. He still beats me
every time, but by fighting so well now I can prolong my body contact with
him which is all I wanted. Well, not quite, you know what I really want.

The cooling down periods are lasting even longer. We just lay there, Billy
feeling my ass via the weapon of choice.

Neither of us hides our joint erections, there is no need or point. We are
comfortable with who we are and i,m convinced that if only I could bang
some sense into Billy, we would be at it like rabbits 24/7. I know "it"
will happen, it,s just a matter of waiting for Billy to wake up and smell
the coffee.

Still, the most important thing here is Billy himself. I have been sure for
a very long time that he would love to have sex with me, but Billy being
the guy he is would NEVER EVER risk anything between us.

Of course I could just make it happen, but I knew that by waiting for Billy
to realise what we both wanted, it would make our first time together
unforgettable.

My 13th birthday came and went and it was certainly a year to never forget.

By now, as Billy was often away with his various championships and I began
to work more with dad. I had often been on sight with him and I must say I
was a bit of a chip off the old block. I and dad were having positives
about me joining him full time when I left school. It was not a matter of a
ready made career. Dad would never allow that any more than I would want
it, it would be too easy. I would qualify in the same way as he did, end
of.

Billy was already working some evenings and weekends for dad. It was a way
of earning a bit, keeping him even more fit and not only that we worked
well together.

Poor Billy, he picked up an injury and although not serious it was going to
stop him from his activities for about 4 weeks. They were happy that he had
his gym in the loft and worked out a programme of recovery which included
going back to work with dad after a fortnight off and only after a check up
with the physio.

It was summer holiday and we had all the time in the world to enjoy
ourselves.

About half way through the holidays Uncle Pete came in and stated that he
had changed over a new leaf and from now on he was going to be much more
tidy and clear out the garage, would we do it for him!!

"Dad, thats abit like saying i,m going to try harder at school and would
you do my homework" Billy replied.

Aunt Molly said, "you do want to do well don,t you Billy"?

"Yes mum".

"Then don,t ask dad to help with homework, just agree a price and clear the
garage".

"What price"? asked Pete.

"Well dad, what are you willing to pay, Jamie and I don,t come cheap"?

"Ok ok £50 each and start tomorrow"

"Thats fine dad, we would have done it for £30 each, ok with you Jamie"?

"I,m good with that".

"Molly, why did we go to Corfu"?

"Half now and settle when we finish". Billy was pushing it.

"Bloody kids" he said as he reached for his wallet.

We all had a laugh and Billy and I went upstairs to the gym. Aunt Molly and
Uncle Phil were on their way out a bit later and would not be back until
the early hours. Something to do with a business deal coming up and my mum
and dad were going to be involved.

We changed in our rooms on the way putting on briefs, shorts and tops. I
looked at Billy, "you look great". "You too Jamie". His smile would melt
ice.

Billy was still not completely over his injury, but able to do his
workout. He was saving himself for our much enjoyed "fight" later.

We had just got into our routines when Aunt Molly came in and said she
wanted to chat.

Phew, at least we were,nt fighting with the usual stiffies.

Molly explained that the four parents had a rush of blood and because our
Dad,s could get away for a few days they had booked a hotel in Truro and
were off tomorrow.

"It was my idea" Aunt Molly explained and hoped it would ok with us.

We were quite taken aback really, Aunt Molly never did anything on the spur
of the moment and I wondered why now. I did not ask either as I certainly
did not mind, more than happy in fact. Billy, all to myself for a few
days. I just hoped Billy felt the same.

I looked at him. He had this daft look on his face, but with a massive
grin.

"Fine mum, take all the time you oldies need".

Billy had read my mind and asked his mum, "why did you think of it mum"?

 "To be totally honest Billy i,m not that sure myself, just seemed like a
good idea, everyone seems so busy I just thought it would do us all good".

We found out that they were leaving tomorrow midday and not returning until
Tuesday around the same time.

We returned to our workouts, both in deep thought.

We went down to the kitchen for a drink and a break.

"What do you think Jamie, are you ok with this"?

Oh Christ Billy what the hell do you think, I thought.

I looked at him and went for broke.

"Yes Billy I am and if you did not know that already your fucking stupid".

He looked at me a little surprised at what I had said.

"Ok Jamie, I know i,m stupid, I just don,t want to fuck up, thats all. You
know I would never do anything to you that your not ok about"

"Billy as far as i,m concerned you won,t fuck up, except now. What the FUCK
does it take for me to tell you how I feel and what I want"?

"Oh and before you say anything, I would never come on to you the way I do
if I did,nt know you feel the same and want the same as me. Now for fucks
sake tell me to go home. I want us to kiss, suck, fuck, 69, sleep together,
do you want me to write it all down for you, draw a picture, ring a
friend"?

"Christ you so fucking thick".

"I,m going back upstairs". I almost shouted.

"Please don,t go"

"Look Jamie, let me say something".

"Ok, shoot". Wrong choice of word there I thought!

"Ok, just listen and don,t interrupt".

"Ok". I ginned at him.  I was guessing it would not be long now before
everything I had dreamed about was going to happen, sooner or later.

"Jamie I have wanted to have sex with you for years, but more to the point
since you turned 12. Before that, even though I felt that, I just thought
it was not right."

"Thats just me i,m afraid, also I have always felt uncomfortable in having
sex with you with mum and dad in the house, even if they are out, but
coming back at a certain time. I would be forever looking at the clock".

"I want us to have sex and do everthing you said to each other, but be able
to drop off to sleep, wake up and do it all over again knowing that we
don,t have to look at a frigging clock".

"Now we have the chance to do all that and more. We will have the house to
ourselves for almost 4 days and it,s tomorrow after they have gone we can
both be ex virgins".

"Jamie, I want us to have the greatest time ever and if we can hold off
till they have gone we can make up for all the lost time and even make up
time".

"I don,t mean that this 4 days will be the only time either, because I just
know that once we start we wont, I wont, hold back even if there,s a house
full".

"What do you think"? He was looking at me with such earnest, it was a look
that told me all I needed to know.

"How the hell do we keep our hands off each other till tomorrow"?

"Pretend your a Catholic Priest"?

" Don,t be stupid, we would have been at it for years"!

"I don,t know Jamie, but i,m sure it will be fantastic then. Just thinking
about it from now till they go will be a massive turn on and the sky,s the
limit for four days".

I decided to push my luck."If I don,t at least get a snog out of this the
deal is off and i,m going to order a rent boy"!!

Billy laughed and said I would make a great rent boy.

"Come here".

I went to him and straddled his lap. We were both hard and as soon as I sat
down I could feel his cock straining at his shorts. It was a brilliant
feeling. That wonderful master piece trying to get out of his shorts.

We looked at each other for sometime. Billy put his arms around my waist
and mine around his neck. Our lips met just softly at first, then more
intense and finally a full on kiss as we both opened our mouths and invited
each others tongues in.

We stayed like that for ages. Every now and then breaking free just to look
at each other, smile then carry on.

I moved my ass on his lap.

"DON,T JAMIE PLEASE, God thats lovely".

I just ignored him, but sat still and carried on kissing his lovely
mouth. However, I was loosing it and it would not be long before I would
have to do something as I knew I could not keep my cock under control much
longer.

I broke away and said, "if we don't do something i,m going to drag you into
bed Billy".

"Me too, let,s go out and start the garage"?

"Oh great, a real turn on, but your right, I need to take my mind off
things, lets go".

Surprisingly it worked. By the time we were at the back door to the garage,
our stiffies had resided and we we attacked the job with a lot of
enthusiasm and energy. After a couple of hours the back yard was covered in
boxes, containers, packages and bags. By now we were able to get right
inside and began to clear the shelves.

"I think i,ve had enough for now", said Billy.

"Lets go in and get cleaned up, they will be home soon".

" Time for a snog first"? I asked

Without a word Billy took my hand and led me to a box, sat down and pulled
me on his lap.

I straddled him again and we kissed. Both of us became hard in a few
moments. The feel of his cock hardening between my buttocks was
wonderful. I sat as hard as I could on it while Billy moaned his own
pleasure.

" Oh Jamie thats SO good"

I felt under his Tee shirt and run my hands up his back sending him into
more moans. I followed suit when he did the same.

I stood up and pulled him to his feet and lowered my hands to the top of
his shorts. My fingers played with the band then slipped them under it to
feel the top of his bum. Down a little further and I had both cheeks
clasped and gently fondled them. Billys manhood was going crazy trying to
burst out from the flimsy material.

In all this time Billy,s hands were massaging my back, his mouth kissing my
neck and face all the time saying, "Jamie it,s so lovely", over and over.

His hands were traveling southwards towards my shorts when the parents
drove up and spoiled the moment.

We pretended to be working, but needed to get away from each other to help
the give hardons a chance to deflate.

Just in time as Uncle Pete and my dad appeared to see what we had done.

After they had had a look around Uncle Pete grinned and said he had changed
his mind and would we please put it all back. Billy replied, "Fine dad,
that will be £100, each"

We all went indoors. I went up for a shower and change. I went downstairs
for a while then said goodnight to all. "I,m a bit tired, I lied, and off
to bed." "Night all".

I climbed into bed and waited for Billy to come up, have his shower and
come in to say a very special "goodnight". He did and it was.

He went to the door on the way to his room. Turned and said, "How the hell
i,m going to sleep tonight I have no idea, night Jamie"

"Night Billy, cant wait to loose my virginity tomorrow". I would never say
those words again, I thought.

I don,t know how long I lay there. I heard Billy,s parents come up and go
to their room. They had an en suite so knew there would be no reason for
them to come out again.

I just lay on my back with my arms at the back of my head, not trusting
myself to have them anywhere near my hard cock.

And then he was.

I heard the door open and saw Billy,s shadow lit by the dim landing
light. He stood for a moment and I could see his wonderful silhouette,
naked but for his shorts.

As he turned to close the door I saw his huge stiff cock straining for
release. He came to the bed and whispered. "I cant wait any longer Jamie".

"Me neither" and with that I threw the duvet to the floor.

Billy gave a gasp as for the first time he saw me completely naked. I just
laid there with my hardness sticking straight at him as if to say, "Nows
the time Billy, I,ve waited too long".

Billy slowly got on top of me and lowered himself to me. Once fully on top
he took my head between his hands and kissed me. My hands felt his back as
I pulled down on him and gradually slid them down to his shorts, but this
time forced them down over his thighs exposing his bum to surrendered it to
my touch. I heard a sharp intake from Billy as I fondled him for a very
long time.

But there was a mission that could no longer wait and I pushed him off me
so that he was now on his back allowing the long awaited dream as I removed
his shorts completely. The release of his 16 year old manhood was mine to
see at last. His magnificent member sprang out as the shorts lowered enough
to free him totally. I just stared at "it" taking in the 6 inches of uncut,
thick beauty. It was impossible for this masterpiece to be more hard. It
stood straight and proud and a sight for sour eyes particularily when I saw
the huge sack underneath.

Billy almost screamed out as both my hands took this dream into my hands
followed by my mouth as I swallowed as much of it as I could take. I slid
my mouth up and down his shaft, every now and again releasing him to go
down and suck, kiss and lick his sack.

Totally consumed with passion I moved up to his mouth and kissed him.

We lay on our sides facing one another. We held each others cocks all the
time masterbating, caressing the balls and kissing.

"I don,t know how long I can last like this Jamie" as he slid down to my
much smaller dick, took it in his mouth and gave me the most wonderful
feeling, ever.

"Me neither" as I twisted into a 69. We explored each others backs, bums
and legs. We darted all over the place just needing to touch everything we
could reach.

We sucked each other for what seemed ages until Billy cried out, "oh fuck I
need to stop".

We did and reverted to a face to face and once again holding one another.

Billy began to fuck my hands as he wanked me. " Oh Jamie, it wont be long
now".

He then climbed over me. "Don,t let go Jamie, please".

His cock moved in my hands and grew thicker and even harder. I knew he was
getting to the edge and would soon fall over it.

His movements got even quicker as he approached that time when his cock
would explode. As he got nearer and nearer, so did I. Just the feel of his
cock hardening, his breathing getting more and more deeper, I could feel my
own body reacting to the intensity of the whole amazing experience. My
balls were ready and I could feel them lift up and the beginning of the end
was so close.

But Billy came first. His whole body tensed in preparation of
exploding. His head went back with his mouth wide open. I raised my head
off the pillow to witness the first time Billy was to cum over me.

His body recoiled as the first wad of cum gushed from his cock, it hit my
face full on. The second hit the same spot, the third landed on my
throat. The remaining two eruptions covered my chest and belly.

I was so wound up by now my own release was just seconds after Billy,s.  I
could feel my balls emptying into my cock, that caused it to harden even
more and expand turning my whole body into iron. I tensed for the
experience never known before. My cock simply went off like a canon. Shot
after shot after shot. I jerked and moaned as this unbelievable wave of
pleasure consumed my every being. The whole lot hit Billy as he was coming
down to lay on me, covering his belly.

A second later he was there, his entire weight on me as we both fought to
regain our breath.

For the first time we were to taste cum as Billy,s mouth met mine. Just to
have his cum in my mouth was enough for me regardless what it tasted like,
but it was indeed very nice.

Neither of us could speak. We had both, for a very long time wondered how
it would be, now we knew.

When we had returned to more normal breathing, Billy slid off me and we
wrapped our arms around each other, still not speaking, each reliving what
had just happened.

"You came on your own Jamie"!

" I know, it was amazing"

"The whole thing was, I never knew it would be that brilliant, Christ I
just can,t describe it".

"Me neither, I just hope no one heard".

"Hope so too", said Billy then said, "I did,nt think I could cum that much,
did you get a mouth full"?

"No, but a fair amount, the rest is all over me, you got all mine I think".

Billy looked at us both and started to laugh. "Bloody hell, look at this
lot"!

We were covered and started to rub it in each other.

Finally Billy said he must go, otherwise we would fall asleep and get found
out. He got out of bed and fetched my towel. He cleaned me off then
himself. He was about to lean over to kiss me good night when I swung my
legs out of bed, sat up and grabbed his cock in my mouth. He had gone loose
by now, but my tongue soon got it stirring again.

"Jamie, not now, I MUST go".

I grinned up at him. "Tomorrow my sweet man that is going back in and i,m
not letting it go until I get the lot down me".

"You fucking tart, you don,t watch enough telly".

After a few more tongue exchanges, Billy quietly opened the door and
turning to smile at me, left.

I tried to relive all that had happened, but by now exhausted, fell into a
deep, contented sleep.

I woke at about 8 to the noise of the others going about their day. My mind
went straight back to what had happened with Billy and me.

I had a huge smile on my face as Billy came in. He came straight over, put
his hand under the duvet and grabbed my already hardening cock and kissed
me "good morning". I put my arms around his neck and gave him a massive
hug.

"Come on man child get up and help me get the wrinklies off".

"Have you showered"? I asked.

"Yes, why"?

"I need a new towel. This one needs a wash".

"Ok, will bring one in".

By the time Billy got back I was out of bed standing naked so he would get
a full on view.

"Nice, I will attend to you later, now get a move on"

"I need another kiss".

"Fuck off, i,m not that easy" and he left.

Oh yes you are, now, I thought, put the towel round me and went for my
shower.

 After breakfast Billy and I went back out to the garage and carried on
working. It was nice just being close to him. We worked hard and cleared
just about every box etc ready for Billy,s dad to sort out when they
returned from Truro. Meanwhile we sifted through a few to see if anything
of use was in them. Nothing, not a thing.

"This junk is about as useful as my dick is after sex" I said.

"And before", then ducked out of my way. He ran into the garage with me
just behind. I slammed the door shut and kissed him.

"I managed to douch Billy".

"Christ I can,t keep up with you, now stop otherwise I will get harder and
I have not got pants on".

I looked down and sure enough his cock was swinging under his shorts. " I
can,t wait for 5 past 12".

"So long as we can get them out, come on".

My mum and dad arrived in good time. Billy,s two gathered up their bits and
packed the car.

My dad called Billy. "Billy I have a days work for you on Wednesday at
Colbrooke Street if you want it", just clearing up and going to the dump,
Tommy will be there, say about 8 o,clock start, he will pick you up if you
want"?

"Can I go dad"?

"No apparently your with mum, you need some clothes".

Shit!

" Ok Uncle Steve, nah I will ride my bike it,s only a mile".

"Thats fine, good lad".

After a few instructions from Aunt Molly, like were the fridge/freezer was,
that over there is a cooker and the vac is in that cupboard there, we all
said our goodbyes and they were off.

We waved to them, looked at each other, but oddly enough did not rush into
the house. I think it dawned on us that the next few days would change us
completely and there was suddenly a lot of time to make those changes.

We went into the kitchen where I straddled Billy,s lap and hugged him.

"I was thinking when I got back to bed that if one of us was a girl, having
sex would be illegal".

"Well" I replied, "I guess it is now and as we wont have a baby with two
heads there,s nothing to get our knickers in a twist is there"?

"Suppose not, but it did make me think".

"Soooo what you thinking now"?

Billy smiled that beautiful smile, "Fuck it who,s going to know
anyway". Last night was wonderful and I want so badly to take advantage of
that douch you had"!

"Take all you want, then take even more Billy".

"Lets go up to the gym, I need a workout", He said.

We changed into our gear and went to the loft and begun to exercise.

It was strange, neither of us made a move on the other, I convinced myself
it was because of the night before and all the lead up to it over a number
of years was gone and we could now wait for the right moment.

That is exactly what happened. Working out and watching one another in
action was turning us both on as we exercised our bodies and the wonderful
image of the sight of two boys taking their time for the right moment.

Billy had worked out on the tread and rower and was now sitting at the
multi gym. I was rowing, but watching him at the same time. He had removed
his Tee shirt and I watched in awe as his muscles reacted to his
efforts. He looked amazing and I was well on my way to a stiffy. I stood up
and faced him, then without any thought dropped my shorts, walked over to
him and straddled him.

Billy stopped his work, took me in his arms and kissed me.

Billy swallowed hard and just stared at me.

I did not say a thing. I got off his lap and pulled him to his feet. I
kissed him for sometime, then moved to his neck then to his chest and
stopping to tease each nipple with a very active tongue. Down to his
fabulous belly and then knelt down and put my face to his shorts. There I
found his already hard cock and just snuggled into it making it even
harder. I took him into my mouth through his shorts and at the same time
rode my hands up until I reached his beautiful bum. I pulled at the shorts
and, as last night, relieved him of the restriction. His weapon shot out
and I was on it with hands, tongue, lips and mouth. I cupped his balls in
my hands and played with them until my mouth took over. One ball, then the
other, then both. Billy was breathing deeply and stroking my head as I
worked on his lovely cock and balls.

By now he was moaning and just calling my name. Now I knew he was ready,
stood up and pushed him gently back on the gym seat. He looked at me and we
kissed all the while, my hand on him wanking very slowly and gently.

I straddled him again and moved his cock near my already lubed virgin
hole. I lowered myself onto him and very gradually introduced his member to
it. Slowly, painfully, but with determination I worked his cock into me.

 I would never withdraw, I knew the first time would be difficult, but I
had a mission and NOTHING was going to stop me. As evidence of my desire to
have Billy inside me, my cock should have gone limp with the effort, but
no, I was as hard as Billy was.

Still I worked on it and even though the pain was quite considerable, I was
beginning to enjoy it and the inevitable penetration of my boy hole.

At long last I had him in half way, the rest was one great effort and
forcing myself upon him I was there, all the way. Billy just sat there,
eyes closed with a look of utter pleasure on his handsome face.

From slight movement riding Billy,s cock I began to rise higher then down
until at last I was riding his magnificent cock.

Billy was becoming more and more turned on and was stroking my back, bum
and legs. Finally he took my face in his hands and kissed me in a way that
told me he was getting close.

"Oh Christ Jamie this is SO good, please don,t stop, oh God, Oh good God
this is............................" With that I felt his cock swell as it
had last night. I rammed down on him as he called out again. "JAMIE I,M
CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGG"! And he did. Time after time he exploded into me and
with every explosion he tried to get even deeper. I felt each powerful shot
and with each shot called out my joy to him. Finally, with the passion
still with me I felt for my cock and within a few strokes I too shot 5 gobs
of cream all over the pair of us.

We stayed together for a long time, my arms around his neck and his around
my waist. Our breathing became normal.

"Christ that was fucking awesome." He said.

 I looked at him and asked him if he wanted to wrestle now?

"You are bound to win you sod, I don,t think I would have a chance"! He
kissed me and I got off him, very slowly.

I felt a happiness that I could never have known about before this
happened. I was complete in my mind and no longer a virgin, but I had to
fuck Billy for us to be totally ex virgins. That would come later.

We woke about 7 the first morning. No words were said, just softly kissed
each other and at the same time our hands would explore one another ending
up holding cocks and very gently masterbating. It was the slowness of it
that was such a turn on. Gradually we got one another nearer and nearer
climax without taking our lips from each other. We timed it so we would cum
together. As we got nearer and nearer our breathing got more intense, our
free arm clinging on tighter and the kissing even more passionate. Finally,
our bodies tensed into iron and with a sudden gasp from both of us we off
loaded a stream of cum all over one another, load after load of it. When we
had finally expelled the last drop, we relaxed, but continue kissing for a
while before breaking apart to smile and, at long last wish one another a
good morning.

We just laid in each others arms and dropped off to sleep again.

Even to this day I wonder how on earth we finished clearing out the garage,
but we did. In fact we even started to put the good stuff back on shelves
in an order that even Uncle Pete would approve of. Tools and equipment now
had a home, all very much at hand and ready for him to get untidy again.

We had a meal about 5pm and then watched tv for an hour cuddled up together
on the couch. Billy was behind me with his arms around my body. Just laying
there and so happy to be doing nothing more than that.

"Jamie"?

"Yes"?

"I,m going to have a shower, will call you when i,m done, ok"?

"Ok"

Billy got up and with a quick kiss went upstairs.

I knew that he would not only be showering.

A half hour later he called me and I joined him in the shower. We soaked,
turned off the shower and lathered each other from head to toe. We spent
sometime doing that and got hard in the process. We turned the shower back
on and rinsed off. I went on my knees and took Billy in my mouth taking him
in to the base of his cock and holding him there.

At last we got out and towelled dry.

Without a word spoken I led him upstairs to the gym were we had a good
workout, Billy on the rower and me on the multi gym.

Billy was rowing as though his life depended on it and worked up quite a
sweat. I in the meanwhile was just waiting until I knew Billy was ready.

I left what I was doing, stripped naked, got behind Billy and begun to
massage his shoulders. After a while I took his hands off the row bar and
led him to the mat. There I laid him on his back, climbed on top of him and
kissed him. Still without a word, I removed his top, then his shorts and
finally his wrestling briefs. He laid on his back in all his magnificent
beauty.

"It's your time now Billy". I told him to turn over on his knees. I then
had the sight of his amazing ass looking straight at me and his pucker just
waiting for my tongue.

I started on his ball sack, licking and sucking those orbs and then to the
crack of his ass where my tongue did it,s work. My hand got busy stroking
his cock.

I first of all licked both cheeks, moving towards the crack, further and
further into it until at last my tongue found the spot. As soon as my
tongue found it Billy gave out a cry and wriggled his whole body in
response to the sensation of my rimming.

"Oh my God"!

I licked for a long time getting as much pleasure from it as much as Billy
was. Just to hear him cry out was almost too much for me.

Finally it was time for both of us. I stopped rimming him. I raised up and
with cock in hand slowly ran it over his bum and then into his crack just
teasing it at Billy,s entrance. With a gentle push I opened the door and
pushed into him. First the head where I stayed so he could get used to my
invasion into his body, then deeper and deeper until I was half way in. All
the time Billy was moaning with pain and pleasure. He kept assuring me it
was fine.

"Just keep going Jamie"

At last, with one more thrust I was deep inside and gradually began to move
in and out, pumping him as gently as I could, but becoming more aroused
each time I moved into him.

The following moments were pure heaven as I continued to fuck Billy. The
feeling of Billy,s hole wrapped around my cock was sending me into a wonder
world and by the sounds coming from him, Billy was in the same world.

At last I could not contain myself any longer as I approached my end. From
the gentle thrusting of my body plunging my cock into Billy I was seconds
away and speeded up as the passion inside me reached the point of no
return.

Finally and with a cry of sheer joy I came inside Billy.

"Oh Billy, CHRIST BILLY I,M COMING"!!!! and blasted off a massive first
shot, followed by five more until, totally drained, I collapsed on him
fighting for breath.

Quite unknown to me Billy was also fighting for breath as he too shot his
load as I came inside him.

We lay there for a very long time until, at last, we could speak.

"Oh God Jamie, I never knew it would be that good, i,m fucked"!!

"You sure are Billy boy and not for the first time either".

Billy replied, " I want you inside me again before we sleep and again
tomorrow".

"Oi, hold your bloody horses mate, it,s my turn next"!

We laughed, kissed and fell asleep.

All good plans sometimes don,t happen and our plans did,nt either. When we
woke we just got up, went for a long shower and went to bed in Billy,s room
and once again fell into a deep and very contented sleep.

And so that was the pattern for the rest of the time. There was not much
more we could do in the garage, so that left one thing and that was to have
as much sex as possible, right up until Tuesday when the parents were
coming home.

Tuesday came and our time was really spent looking at the clock just
waiting for the oldies to come back, but we still managed one more 69 and
both shot a good load onto one another.

Right on time the oldies arrived which signalled the end of our four
days. In that time we had learned so much and the wonder of gay sex in all
it,s beauty.

Uncle Pete was pleased with the garage and paid us more than what he owed
us. The rest of the day was given to small talk and them recounting their
experiences on holiday.

My folks left and said Dad he would pick me up tomorrow.

After a meal Billy and I went to his room to play games on his computer
which was great fun as we held onto one anothers cocks while playing.

Later we went to the gym and begun our workouts, thinking all the time
about what had gone on the last time we were there.

Aunt Molly called up and said they were off to bed and could we stop now.

"Ok goodnight".

"Good night guys, don,t forget your working tomorrow Billy".

"I,m all ready" Billy lied.

Billy came over to me and said, "Ok punk, your place or mine"?

"Lets see who gets a hardon first and then go to that room".

In a flash Billy went down, pulled my shorts off and had me in his mouth
before I could do the same to him.

"Obviously my place then", I said.

We had independant showers, Billy called out goodnight, shut his door from
the outside and dashed into my room. After a while we got into bed and
cuddled up for the night.

We just whispered together talking about our four days and finally fell
asleep, which gave our cocks time to sleep also.

The alarm woke Billy and after a long time kissing he got out and went to
his room to get ready for work.

I stayed in bed waiting for him to come in and say cherrio before leaving.

He came and kissed me goodbye.

"See you later Jamie"

"Ok, have a good day"

"Oh shit, do me a favour Jamie, can you put my sports gear in the bin
otherwise mum will wonder why they are here and not in my room"?

"Course I will, bye for now"

Billy closed the door.

Within a few hours, cycling back home after work, Billy was killed by a
drunk driver.



I listened to him go out of the door and my mind unsurprisingly revisited
the past four days. My cock once again swelled with the memories and with
those in mind, jacked myself off.

I spent more time in the garage helping Uncle Pete sort things out before
my mum picked me up to go shopping. It was worth it as I got some nice
stuff that I knew Billy would like. After that she dropped me off at
Billy,s and she and Aunt Molly had a chat over a coffee then went home.

It was about 5pm when I heard bangs on the front door. I was in Billy,s
room playing on his computer.

I heard voices which ended in a scream from Aunt Molly. I rushed down
stairs and saw the police.

"Whats going on Aunt Molly"? I asked.

"It,s Billy love, there,s been an accident, we have to get to the hospital,
just wait here for your dad".

They left, I just stood there, rooted to the spot.

He will be ok, wont he?

It seemed an eternity before my dad arrived. I yanked the door open.

Both mum and dad where standing there and in that moment I knew by the look
on their faces that Billy was dead.

"I,m sorry son, so sorry". Dad was fighting to control himself.

Nothing else was said and even if it was I would not have heard a thing. I
just stood there and stared at them.

"Tell me it,s not true, Dad, Mum"?

They took me into the lounge and sat me down, one on each side. I just
sobbed my heart out.

After a while Mum said we should go. "Pete and Molly will be home soon and
it,s best to leave them alone until they want us. I will help you with your
bag Jamie".

"It,s ok Mum I will do it".

I went upstairs in a daze, totally in disbelief of what was happening. I
stuffed my things into my bag and was about to go out when I saw Billy,s
sports gear on the floor. Without a thought I picked it all up and put them
in the bag.

The next few days and weeks was one long blurr. Coming to terms with the
enormity of Billy,s death seemed impossible to deal with.

We all tried to support and comfort each other, but failed miserably. Not
an uncommon thing I guess.

Billy,s funeral and burial was torture and, again, passed like a bad
dream. Even as I watched his coffin lower, I still could not believe this
was happening.

I had to go back and start the new term. How the hell I would coup I had no
idea.

A lot of kids and staff offered their sympathy, all of which was well
founded, but I could have done without. Many had attended Billy,s funeral
and the support was touching for Aunt Molly and Uncle Pete. Many also came
from his Martial arts club, the church was packed.

And then HE came along, Jason "fuck wit" Smith. He said to the many
standing in the corridor, but looking at me;

"So, your fuck buddy is dead then. No more Billy to protect you, you
faggot".

"SMITH"!

I turned my head and saw a familiar face, Trevor Thompson the tall West
Indian boy who was in the same class as Billy.

"Fuck off Smith, NOW".

Not only did Smith "fuck off", so did everyone else.

"I wont ask you if your ok cause I know you cant be Jamie. All I can say,
it WILL get easier as time goes on, but I also know you wont believe that
at the moment".

"Thanks Trev".

"Look, any time you need company, just look me up, i,m around all day and
if anyone gives you shit, just say the word, but that wont happen now
believe me".

That I knew. Trevor Thompson was the most amenable guy in school, but could
slaughter anyone who crossed him. He was Mr Popular amongst the entire
school, particularily with the girls. He seemed to have a queue waiting to
get into his pants and from what we heard was very obliging!

I saw Trevor quite a lot in the next few weeks and of all people he was the
one that helped me the most at school.

He would just wander over and asked me if I was ok and sit and try to make
conversation.

He began to encourage me to think about training again. I had given it all
up except for compulsory gym lessons.

About a month into him seeking me out to chat, he sat with me on this one
occasion and spoke again to me about starting training again and the
benefit to me if I did.

"I,m sure that would be Billy,s advice Jamie, think about it".

I did and of course Trev was right. I went back to my club the following
week and begun more gym work at school. It was the beginning of my
recovery. A long haul, but a start.

The gym, fight club and Trevors support was so important and I surprised
myself at how well I got back into it all.

The term went by and soon it was half term break. On the final day Trevor
came up to me and asked if I would like to go to his gym and workout
together. I agreed and swopped mobile numbers so he could contact me.

We met up about 6 of the 10 day break.

After the first workout we both ended up in the shower. He at one end, me
at the other. I could not help myself having a look at him naked for the
first time.

Oh my word what a sight. He stood just under 6ft, beautifully slim and
toned. His black skin shone as the water cascaded over his body. But, it
was when I saw his amazing cock that took my breath away. A magnificent
piece of black meat, at least 7inches dangling between his legs. What size
it got to when hard was any ones guess, 9inches surely? No wonder he was so
popular amongst the girls.

Trevor looked up and caught me staring at him. Oh shit and I think he knows
i,m gay.

"Well, your pretty well endowed too Jamie". Now that was a surprise.

"You guys are greedy Trev. Do you all have one like that"?

"Only the good guys and if I was, think of the size"!

For the first time in weeks I laughed out loud.

We walked out together and said our goodbyes when I had to go a different
way.

"See you tomorrow"? Trev asked.

"For sure, see you".

For the first time since I started to wank again, I thought of Trevor and
his amazing cock! If he were gay I don,t think I could stop myself coming
on to him. Surely Billy would not mind?

I went home a much happier boy and not just because I had seen Trevor,s
weapon either. We showered together after every session and I really looked
forward to seeing Trevor,s amazing body and of course that cock.

The holiday went quickly and back in school I was much more settled.

I was beginning to get back a life that I thought had died with Billy.

One thing that helped me was passing Smith one day. As he passed he
muttered under his breath, "one day you will be alone faggot".

I said nothing, but all my training came back, all that Billy had taught
me. Just bide your time, look at all the options, then attack. Oh YES,
Smith, bring it on, I thought.

Trevor, as normal now, met me at morning break, slapped me on the back and
said, "your looking a lot better now Jamie".

"Thanks to you Trev, thanks for all your help, but how did you know things
would get better"?

"I lost my twin sister when I was 7".

"Oh Christ, i,m SO sorry".

"It,s ok now, but like you I can never forget, you just get used to the
situation and deal with it. To be honest it made me a better person, before
she died I was a little shit. Bella,s death gave me a wake up call and I
think i,m a good guy now". He went on, "This is her cross and chain that
grandma gave her for her christening and I have worn it ever since she
died".

"You are indeed a good guy Trevor". I ment it.

"Right, you are about to do me a favour".

I grinned, "ok, what is it i,m favouring you about"?

" I need a regular workout partner for a few weeks. I have to do some
special training to help me when I go back to Antiga".

"It,s true then, you are going away"? I tried not to sound
disappointed. (sometime back a year or so it was all the talk of school
that Trevor was being looked at by Hants Cricket club. He apparently was
very good and playing really good cricket).

"Yep, as you most probably know i,m training with Hants, but they have
spotted me at home and i,m going there and, well who knows, I may even play
for West Indies. It,s certainly worth a try and I know i,m good".

Brilliant apparently.

"So, why the need for a work mate"?

"None really, but it,s good to have a partner, makes you work harder don,t
you think"?

"Yes I know it does, Billy and I were great together".

Trevor grinned, "I know you were"!!

I blushed, but also grinned as well.

"I,m glad you asked Trev. I would like that".

 "It will all be after school for about two and a half hours, the last half
hour I swim. So, if it,s ok with your parents we could start on Monday"?

"It won,t be a problem, in fact they will be pleased I know, but will ask
anyway and text you later".

 "Why don,t we start tomorrow, it,s Satarday and i,m not doing much"? I
asked.

"It gets too crowded at the weekends Jamie. No, weekdays are best".

I text him later that evening to say it was fine to start Monday. He phoned
me back and we chatted for a while before saying bye.

I reasoned that Trevor had loads of friends he could have asked, why me? Or
maybe he was just keeping my mind off the loss of Billy. That must be
it. He is too straight to look at a guy for Christ sake.

Training with Trevor was indeed good for both of us and it did no harm to
our friendship. We became closer, but of course thats where it would stop.

I always visited Billy,s grave once a week. I would stay there just
chatting to him and told him about Trevor and our friendship.

"I know he,s straight and going back to West Indies soon, but I can,t help
feeling there is something more to it, I wish you could tell me what to
do. All I do know is IF he came on to me I would not stop him. Sorry Billy,
don,t hate me for this".

To confuse matters even more over the next three weeks I had this recurring
dream, but it had nothing to do with Trevor as all the guys in it were
white.

Four times I dreamt I was in the shower with a few other,s and each time
the dream seemed to focus on one particular guy. His face never appeared,
but his bum did and on the right cheek was a small scar or tattoo, I could
not make out what it really was.

If Billy was sending me a sign then I had no idea what it was about.

Still, the next time I was in the shower with Trevor I did check out his
right cheek. Nothing, bugger!

At last I had enough and told myself that I needed to see how far I could
get with Trevor. I had not had sex since Billy died and I was not only
horny, I missed the touch and physical contact of a guy. Trevor was a black
version of Billy, a tremendous guy and a body to drool over!

Over the weeks we had been going to Trevor,s gym I had noticed that for
some reason Wednesdays were very quiet, often just Trevor and I in at the
time we used it. Therefore, it was the next Wednesday that I thought would
be a good time to do "something".

I did not have a clue as to the act of seduction so everything I tried
would have to be made up as I went along. The biggest risk of course was
would Trevor reject my advances and me also?

We had finished gym and were in the pool. Now that would be a good start as
we often fooled around in there and every time we had a play fight there
was a fair amount of body contact. This time I made damb sure there was a
lot more, hanging round his neck trying to force him under. He would allow
that to happen at times, then get his own back by lifting me right out of
the water then slamming me back down. Under I would go and he would hold me
down until I thumped him. It was such a turn on as when under I could get a
good look at his full trunks. Christ what a sight!

My heart was doing overtime as we went to the shower. We always took our
time and it was a great moment to look at his body and that amazing cock.

I had my back to him for sometime willing myself to ask the question. For
fucks sake Jamie ASK, all he can do is ignore you.

"Could you wash my back Trev please"? I just stood there with the soap in
my hand over my shoulder.

"Sure, no problem". Not, "you never asked me to do that before, why now"?

I felt him behind me and took the soap from my hand. He held on to my
shoulder with one hand and with the other soaped my back.

The sensation of him washing me was tremendous. He took his time and begun
to massage me, my whole back, all the way down to the top of my bum. There
he stopped for a few seconds and then deliberately soaped my ass, just a
wipe over, but he had felt it!! I was in a dream.

"Ok your done" he said.

I turned to thank him, but did not say a word, his semi hardon stopped
me. My semi was also very evident and a smile came across Trevor,s face as
he noticed it.

"Hmm, would you like..................."? I did not finish.

"Yes please".

Oh fucking joy!!!

He turned his back to me. I moved closer and begun to wash him. I was in
another world, but thought I must not over do the time, but before I
finished I also stopped above his beautiful backside and run my hand over
and covered that rear end in soap.

"Ok your done" I mimicked him.

"Thanks". He did,nt turn round and just finished rinsing off and left the
shower. I knew damb well he had a roaring hardon, like me in fact.

Outside we got on our bikes to go our separate ways.

"See you tomorrow then Trev".

"Sure Jamie, that was a special workout, I really enjoyed it". Trevor was
looking at me.

Special? They are all special so what made this one any different, I knew
of course.

And thats what I said. "They are all special Trev, goodnight".

"Goodnight Jamie". He smiled a smile that would melt the hardest of hearts.

The following day we met at break as normal. Trevor seemed preoccupied and
I asked him if everything was ok. Was he going to bring up the showering?

"Every things fine, just wondered if you would like to stay over at mine
this weekend, say come back with me after school Friday"?

It took every bit of self control not to shout out, "Bloody sure it is, get
your knickers off"! Instead I rather casually said "that would be cool, but
I will have to bring homework with me, got stacks to do".

"Me too, we can do it together in my room".

And if I have my way homework is not the only thing we will be doing
together in your room handsome I thought, but instead said,

"That will be fine, really looking forward to it". Talk about stating the
obvious.

I think I must have spent the rest of the day thinking about the weekend. I
have never been more sure of what would happen. It was just a matter of how
and when.

The gym was fairly busy that night as was Friday, so no washing one another
either times. Both nights we were in the showers with other guys. I caught
Trevor,s eye a few times and waved my soap at him, he just smiled at me.

We got to his house around 6 and I was welcomed by Trevor,s grandparents
who had bought him up since his parents dumped him and his sister. They
were a lovely couple and made me feel more than comfortable. I had to focus
hard on the conversation mind you as my mind kept thinking of the sleeping
arrangements.

"Now boys it,s Matha,s and my bedtime, we sleep in the back room there
Jamie and apart from Martha,s snoring you wont here a peep from us, but
before we go a West Indian drop of hospitality".

"No Claude, they are only boys".

"Shush women".

What the hell was coming I thought. I looked at Trevor and he had a massive
smile on his face which made him look even more beautiful.

Claude went to a cabinet, took out a huge bottle of Old Navy rum and poured
out 3 large tots and a sherry, I assumed, for Martha.

"Now Jamie, I will show you the correct way to drink God,s favourite
tipple".

"Do not take the Lords name in vain Claude"!

Again he told grandma to "shush" and handed her the sherry.

"Now Jamie watch, you take your drink and sniff it so, and then after you
show your appreciation of the juice, you sip like this".

 With that he tipped his head and the whole lot disappeared down his
throat!

I took my drink and was about to follow suit when Martha called out, "Don,t
Jamie, you wont make the first stair let alone get up them".

"Come on Jamie, lets take them upstairs, good night grandpa, grandma".

I said my good nights and thanked them for having me stay.

 "Good night Jamie, sleep well".

Not straight away if I have my way, I thought.

"You have just had the biggest honour grandpa will ever give Jamie".

"What do you mean", I asked.

"Unless grandpa liked you he would never give you a drink, you made an
impression on him, believe me".

 I hope it lasts, I thought.

"Here we are, home for a couple of days".

Trevor had the master bedroom as the oldies slept down stairs. It was
nicely furnished with a hand basin in the corner. The room was very
tidy. There was a double bed and beside it, a couple of feet away was a put
you up bed which I assumed was where I was to sleep. I was a bit
disappointed to see that bed.

Trevor showed me the bathroom. There was a bath with a shower
attachment. He suggested I took a shower first as he had to go back
downstairs to get something from the kitchen. We will need a snack before
bed.

I stripped off wrapped the towel that Trevor had given me and with my night
clothes, Billy,s shorts and top, I went and had a good clean up, outside
and in.

The final task before leaving the bathroom was to lube myself up and get
ready for Trevor,s cock. Well, that was the plan anyway.

Feeling good, I dressed and went back to the bedroom.

Trevor was there with cheese and biscuits and some pickle. Nice.

"You going to try the rum"?

"Why not, cheers".

I took a swig and felt the rum hit the back of my throat.

"Damb thats fucking awful" I cried out.

Trevor collapsed with laughter.

"Cheers", he said and took half down.

"It gets better, but take it easy I don,t wont you passing out on me".

Now that WAS a loaded remark I thought.

"This mine"? I asked pointing at the small bed.

"Yep, all my mates sleep there and no complaints yet".

 Thats all very well, but how many wanted to have sex with you, dick head.

"Right, make yourself comfortable, i,m off for a shower." He gathered up
his bits and was gone.

Mmm, did,nt undress in front of me, wonder if being in his bedroom made him
shy or something.

 I busied myself unpacking the few things I had bought with me and found a
convenient spot to dump them. I also sipped at the rum and found a very
warm feeling come across me.

Trevor came back now in his shorts and a rather tight top on. We sat, not
saying much and eat the cheese and stuff. We finished the rum and Trevor
got into bed after he had lit a candle.

"Whats that for, you scared of the dark"?

" It,s for Bella, I light one every night for her".

"Ah right, ok, sorry I should not have asked".

"Thats ok, no problem".

I got into my bed, if you could call it a bed. Bloody thing was so
uncomfortable and small.

Trevor switched the light out. I love candle light and watched as patterns
danced across the room.

We did not say a word, each in our own thoughts. I know mine were all over
the place. What the hell do I do now?

I sat up and said, "phew, i,m hot" and took my top off.

Sooo fucking seductive that was Jamie, yea gods think of something that
will make Trevor take notice for christs sake.

Trevor giggled and did the same.

"So, you comfortable then"?

You bloody know i,m not, I thought.

"Yea, it will do", I said not without a certain amount of sarcasm.

We went quiet again.

"Jamie"?

 "YES"?

"Come to bed with me please"? It was a question more that a request.

If there was a world record for jumping from one bed to another, I would
have shattered it right there and then.

"You bastard, you set this up did,nt you"?

He just laughed then apologised.

There was still a distance between us, nothing touched. But we each propped
ourselves on our elbows facing each other.

I could not keep my eyes off his incredible face. My heart was into
overdrive again, the words on my lips, but not daring to let them out.

Fuck it, say it, he wont kill you.

"Trevor"?

He was looking intently at my face.

"Yes please Jamie", he spoke very quietly.

"Yes please what"? I asked

In a voice I could hardly hear he said the words I had hoped for, "Your
going to ask me if you can kiss me, right"?

There was no point in saying anything eles. I moved my body to his and
gently kissed his sweet lips. I moved my tongue over them. Trevor responded
in a way that told me he had also been waiting for this moment. Before long
we opened up enough for our tongues to meet and there we stayed for a very
long time.

I broke away, "You naked"?

"I whipped them off as soon as I got in bed".

I laid back and shoved mind off but at the same time kicked the duvet off
and there we were, both in all our glory. He was already on the way to a
stiffy and I was no further behind.

"You bugger" he said.

I just rolled on top of him and kissed him again.

"Trevor, is this really your first time with a guy"?

"Yes, but don,t stop, just give me what I have wanted with you for a very
long time. I promise I will tell you everything soon, just don,t stop
please Jamie".

I returned to his lips and tongue. "This is also what I have wanted with
you for a very long time".

I kissed his neck and then slowly to his chest. When I began to lick his
nipples I thought he was going to have a fit. He moaned and jerked all over
the place.

"Oh thats good".

Reaching his belly was the point when I first made contact with his
cock. It was so long it was under my chin as I licked, but I restrained
myself and carried on kissing and licking. I knew Trevor was aching for me
to work on his cock as he began upwards thrusts of his hips, all the time
moaning the pleasure I was giving him.

At long last I raised myself and lowered to where my face was just inches
away from the cock I had had my fantasies about. Now, within a very few
seconds those fantasies would come true. My mouth kissed the whole length
of him, right down to the base where my next target was his wonderful
sack. There I stayed and nothing would get me off them. Now back to
Trevor,s manhood and take him in my mouth. Slowly but surely my tongue
licked and my lips kissed every millimetre of that wonderful shaft. Still I
did not hold him, I wanted him to get so worked up just waiting for my
hands. At last and with my mouth wide open I slipped over his cock and sunk
it in as far as I could manage.

"Oh God Jamie" He moaned.

Another dream was just seconds away when I took him in my hand and began a
slow massage of his tool. With hands and mouth I was working both him and
me up and it would not be long now before I had to go to the next level.

He became more and more excited and made all the sounds that he was not far
from erupting.

I left his cock and started back up his body licking all the way. I finally
arrived back at his mouth and kissed him.

I raised myself up and moved to straddle his cock and begin the
introductions. I knew this was not going to be easy, but determination and
desire gets you anywhere. The tip of his cock broke through into me and I
slowly worked him deeper. I tried to ignore the discomfort, but it did
hurt. I just sat still and waited for the moment.

"Jamie"?

"Shush". Well, it worked for grand dad I thought.

With a massive push I had him almost fully into me. Trevor cried out and
clung to me as I began to ride his cock, driving him fully inside me with
each down push. It was out of this world, there I was with this lovely guy
inside me and me giving him enormous pleasure as I rode him.

He began to gasp and pulled me down to kiss me.

"Oh Jamie, i,m going to cum, I can,t hold it much longer".

"Oh Christ Jamie this is.......this is................... Oh shit I,M
COMINGGGG"!

I lost count at 7. He just shot into me and kept shooting crying out every
time his cock exploded. I felt every one of them which brought me to my own
first time cum over Trevor. I just grabbed my cock and with only a couple
of pulls I was shooting all over his face, throat and chest.

We were both gasping for air, both chests expanding to bring in as much of
it as we needed. Gradually it became more settled and I fell on his chest
and just laid there until I could raise my head to Trevor,s and kiss him.

"I never knew it would be this good Jamie, that was fantastic".

I just smiled at him, kissed again and just laid back utterly happy. My
mind flashed to Billy and smiled. He would approve, I knew it. Anything
that would make me happy, he would be fine with.

We both went to the sink and cleaned off and got back into bed. We did,nt
say a thing, just wrapped legs and arms around each other and stayed like
that for a long time.

Finally Trevor spoke. "I know i,ve said it before, but I had no idea that
it would be that good, but I think because it was you made it even better,
I can,t tell you how long I wanted you Jamie".

"Let,s talk tomorrow Trev, there is something I need to do".

With that I went down on him again and treated him to a blow that he would
not forget. I spent the entire time with him in my mouth wanking him as I
blew. Eventually his body started to respond and his breathing once again
deepened. Finally he reached the summit and for the second time that night
shot a huge load, this time all of it in my mouth.

He lay there fighting for breath just muttering, "oh my god, oh my god".

I laid so our bodies were still touching, my right hand holding his now
soft cock. Soon after, his breathing became more rhythmic, Trevor had
fallen asleep. I kissed his cheek and followed into a deep happy slumber.

During the night we must have moved. When I woke I was on my right side
with Trevor behind me with his left arm over me.

I just laid there waiting for him to wake and enjoying the body contact. I
could feel his manhood against me, warm and very big against my back even
though it was soft.

"You awake Jamie"?

"Thought you were still asleep".

His hand fondled my chest and belly, then down further and cupped my cock.

I turned, smiled and kissed him.

"Good morning".

"Hi, how did you sleep"? He asked

"With my hand on your cock, did you sleep ok"? I replied with a huge grin.

"Yep, you knocked me out, I had no choice".

We just laid there, kissing now and again and of course took hold of each
other just gently stroking.

After a while and both once again with stiffies Trevor announced, "I got to
get up, grand pa and ma need a hand first thing in the mornings. I will go
down now and sort them out, be back in a few".

"Ok, I will have a shower and get back in bed" I grinned at him.

About ¾ of an hour later he came back, kissed me and went for his shower. I
thought of following, but was too comfortable, so stayed were I was my
thoughts returning to last night.

When he got back into bed he felt my hardness and asked why.

"Just thinking about last night and it popped up".

I grabbed him and told him I wanted him hard as well. Trevor did not
object.

"So Trevor does this really mean you are gay, because if you aint, then I
don,t know what you are, except bi of course"?

"Neither, i,m straight, but not with you. You Jamie are the only guy I
wanted to sleep with and want to sleep with. I know for sure there will
never be another guy I have sex with, ever".

"I don,t know how you can say that, but fair enough you seem to know right
enough, but why me"?

"I really don,t know Jamie, let me tell you what I do know ok"?

"Shoot" I said and laughed.

"Later". He laughed also.

"Ok, all I know for sure is that for some reason from the day I first saw
you at school I was attracted to you. Don,t ask me why, I don,t know"

"When it became obvious that you and Billy were "connected" I just sat
back, I would never come between you. Billy used to talk to me about you
and his feelings you will be surprised to hear. He trusted me and I just
listened and told him to see how things worked out and if it was what was
supposed to happen, then go for it".

"I,m surprised that Billy said anything. It,s nice that he trusted you
though, it was a risk, but he must have known you well. Did you fancy him"?

"No never, just a great guy who was in love with another great guy.  I,m
not making much sense am I"?

"So, the big question. When Billy was killed what did you think about me
then"?

That was a loaded question and Trevor must have known it was coming.

"I honestly could not be more sad or upset when Billy died and PLEASE don,t
ever think I came after you because of his death. All I ever wanted to do
is be your friend and try to help you though all the shit that was
happening. It just happened that you, a guy I really liked a lot was in
trouble and I wanted to be there to help. I know that does,nt sound too
convincing, but please trust me it,s true".

"I trust you Trev, there was no point in saying all that if you were not
being honest, you did not have to say anything in fact".

"Thank god for that Jamie, thanks". He kissed me.

"I suppose that twat Smith helped in a way when he was having a go at me
and you come along and sorted it out"?

"Yea, I guess so, by the way just for your information he could be gay as
well".

"Really, how do you know"?

"I caught him in the shit house with one of his mates. I went for a slash.
As I walked in he was coming out of one of the bogs.  I had my piss and as
I was going out I kicked the door Smith came out of, I don,t know why I did
that, but glad I did. There was this guy in there still with his pants
down, the look on his face was a picture"!!

"Thanks for that Trev, knowing that could be useful one day".

"Anyway, going back to us.  As we started to spend a lot of time together,
I was getting really confused about myself, but at the same time wanted to
spend even more time with you and did not have a clue how to get you to see
what I hoped for. The rest is history as we both know now and for me I
could not be more happy about what we have done and hope to do again lots
before I go. Christ I sound a selfish bastard don,t I"?

"Oh no Trev, anything you want with me is all that I want as well. I know
you are going, but I would forever have regretted it if you had gone and
nothing had happened. So, mister, if your selfish that goes for me too, now
get down below and do something useful". He did.

The feel of his mouth around me was great, his licked and kissed my tender
bits until my cock rewarded him with a huge load of cum, all of which he
swallowed. I had a hell of a job not to cry out as I released my load. No
more tots from grand pa if he knew what was going on above his head I was
sure.

The rest of the weekend was spent doing homework, going down for meals,
chatting to the grand parents and sex. We worked hard and played even
harder. The harder we played the harder the cocks were.

The second night, after the rum ration, we showered together. Trevor told
me to go to bed as he needed to do something. Very subtle I thought.

He came in with his towel round his waist that in itself was a sight to
behold. He stood tall and straight, a body that you could kill for, perfect
shape and tone. Not muscular, just perfectly slim. He took the towel off
and his member hung there asking to be sucked! He went to the sink to hang
the towel up and in doing so turned and exposed his bum to me. I swung to
the side of the bed, reached out and grabbed his hips and pulled him
towards me. As he got to me I sank my face between his bum cheeks and held
him there.

"Bend over Trev" I said.

He obliged and in doing so his cheeks parted and with the help of my hands
gave me access to his pucker. I was on it with my tongue in an instant and
sank it into him as far as I could get it. He made all sorts of pleasure
noises. My right hand went between his legs and held his huge cock which by
now was as hard as a cock could get. Mine too.

"Get in bed my man, now".

"Yes boss".

With his ass sticking up for my attention I carried on the rimming, taking
him to a place he had never been before, gay heaven. I made him open his
legs wide which made it possible to get to him in a position I could now
introduce my huge hardon to, the very place it was intended at this moment
in time.

 I put a finger in his hole and just pushed into him. His moan told me all
was ok. I followed that by another finger which made Trevor twitch. I
withdrew them, got above his beautiful body and gradually entered my cock
into him. Slowly at first and then gradually inch by inch until I was in as
far as I could get.

The sounds coming from Trevor were to say the least encouraging. The moans
got louder and stronger as I pumped into him. His tight hole was having a
huge effect on me and I knew it would not be long before I came if I were
to keep this up much longer.

I withdrew and got him on his back, pulled his legs over my shoulders and
entered him again. Now we could watch one another as I fucked him. I told
him to wank, I wanted us to cum together. "Just tell me how close you are
Trev, but it wont be long for me".

"Me neither, keep fucking me".

I did and with each thrust I got closer and closer to the end. I could feel
my balls rise and knew it was only seconds before I would shoot my load
off.

"Trevor, i,m nearly there". I was panting by this time.

"Trevor, catch up please".

We were both on the brink as he wanked harder and I pumped faster and
faster.

"I,m cumming, oh god i,m cumming, take it all Trev, it,s all yours". I
jammed myself as far as I could get into him and held it there and the
first shot flew out of my cock with such force Trevor visibly shook. One
after the other globs of cum shot into him, 5 times in all. I was panting
like a marathon runner and still I stayed rammed into Trevor,s hole.

I must have delayed Trevor,s own gun going off because as I begun to come
down from the heights of my huge ejaculation, Trevor was still wanking, but
within seconds of me expelling my load into him, he also reach his climax
and breathing in gasps and his whole body tense up into a block of granite,
he came and came and came. Each shot was accompanied by a cry from
Trevor. The cream poured out of him in huge lumps, covering his face, neck,
chest and finally his belly.  I watched in amazement at the whole
performance, so much so I began to pump again, rock hard and strung tighter
than wire I was rapidly approaching a second climax. I looked at Trevor,
his face still covered in his cum and fell on his mouth and there I stayed
until once again I shot another load into him. I recoiled every time I shot
off, forcing my mouth even tighter against Trevor,s.

I collapsed on him absolutely spent. I was still gasping for air as though
I had been under water drowning. Trevor put his arms around me and kissed
the top of my head and just waited for me to recover.

After a while I was fine and looked up at Trevor. "Christ your a mess
Trev".

"You should see what i,m looking at my little machine gun, fuck knows how
much cum is inside me. If you made me pregnant your in big trouble".

"If you were you could not go back to Antiga and I could fuck your brains
out".

"You already have and we have to clean up, i,m sure you shot super glue"

"Into a super guy". I thought that was a lovely thing to say.

We got out of bed.

"Lets go for a shower Trev, we wont make too much noise surely and they do
sleep in the back room".

"Ok, lets risk it. If Grandad came up we will be back in bed before he,s
half way".

Naked, we went to the bathroom. We both got stiff again and giggled like
the kids we still were. After we had rinsed off we realised we had
forgotten towels so after a lot of wiping each other off, we shot back to
the bedroom and dried each other.

 We got back into bed and I pulled Trevor on top of me. I loved the weight
of his body, not only that I could fondle the place that had until recently
hosted my cock.

He went up on his elbows, cupped his head in his hands and looked down at
me.

"See anything you like"? I asked.

 "Oh yes, but it,s best I don,t say" He replied. I,m sure I knew what he
was thinking, but did not ask more, after all he was going away and we were
still very young to think of much more than sharing good, but special and
very private times together.

"Come on, let,s sleep" he said. Trevor slid off me and for a while we
struggled to find a position where we had maximum body contact and also had
our arms and legs in the right place.

We kissed for a long time, but then the tremendous physical activity we had
performed on each other got the better of us and we soon dropped off to
sleep.

I woke first and just laid there happy in Trevors arms. Once again we had
moved in the night. Trevor was behind me again, but with both arms around
me this time.  One under my neck and the other around my body. I slipped my
arm behind me and my hand found his cock and held it, still in wonder at
it,s size.

There I stayed just thinking about all that was happening and then thinking
of what was to come when Trevor left to go to Antiga.

I knew I loved him and i,m sure he felt the same. For sure I was going to
miss him like hell, but I was growing up to the fact that any relationship
I would be involved in, would come sometime in the future, we were both far
too young to be in a relationship at that time of our lives. I had also
come to realise that even if Billy had not died, we would never had stayed
as we were, no way.

I was far from being upset although the grief of Billy,s passing was still
with me and I knew it would never quite leave. The realisation that I had
no idea how life for me or anyone eles our ages would pan out was something
I had to live for in the future. The fact is that the experiences I had
with Billy in the past and now Trevor was all part of my growing up and
approaching adulthood and I was more than happy with my lot.

Still, when the time came to say goodbye to Trevor I knew it was going to
be hard, damb hard.

 Gran and granddad went to a friends for the day which left Trevor and I to
do as we pleased which will not leave much to the imagination. It was
beautiful being able to share our bodies and have no inhabitions.

So, at long last the time came for Trevor to walk out of my life and start
another. But the reality was that he would not disappear for good and we
promised to stay in touch. That is exactly what happened and to this day I
look forward to his emails and to reply to them.

The summer holidays had begun and in the first week of them, Trevor was to
go. We had arranged that I could go and stay one last time with him. It was
only for the one night just one day before his flight out.

Apart from the farewell we wanted one last time to share our bodies and
make love for the last time. We did and when I left him we both had in each
other the seeds of our love making.

The awkward time came. Trevor walked me part of the way home, our thinking
was that out in public we would be fine. We got to the park and walked
round it. Trevor stopped and said this was the time for him to go back
home. We just stood there and looked at each other. Neither could get much
out for fear of the reaction. At last I said, " Good luck, keep in touch
and be happy". Something like that anyway.

 Trevor reached into his pocket and took out an envelope. "I want you to
open this, but only when I fly out tomorrow, promise"?

"Course, thanks." I shoved it in my jeans.

 "Bye Jamie".

"Bye Trevor" He touch my arm and...........................

We both turned and walked away. I could not look back, in any case I could
not have seen him through the tears streaming down my face.

His flight was at 11am out of Heathrow. I kept watching the clock and at
the exact time I went outside and waved towards London. Daft I know, but I
felt better, well sort of. I had remembered the envelope Trevor had given
me, it was in my room, but I did not intend to open it until I went to bed.

One good thing, there was plenty of work to be done at one of the sites and
I intended to work full time. I needed to get out for as long as I could
this was harder than I thought, but as with Billy,s passing, I knew it
would become less painful.

In bed I picked up the envelope and just turned it round in my hands. It
seemed quite a lot in it as it was quite fat. A very long letter?

On the envelope was written my name with one word in front, "Dear Jamie". I
opened it at last and took out the letter and the small bubble wrap package
that fell out.

Dear Jamie, I want you to have this as a memory of something much more than
just friendship, memories of our times together that will be with me for
the rest of my life. I can,t say anymore, I don,t have the words. All my
love, always, Trevor.

I opened the bubble wrap and Bella,s cross fell out.

With it was a note.

"This cross will protect you as it has me. We are joined forever when you
put it on". Trevor.

I tried to clip it round my neck, but once again the tears would not stop
falling.

"I will manage it tomorrow Trevor, I promise".

I lit a candle and put the cross next to it.

"My word, he WAS in love with me," was my last thought before, at last,
falling asleep.

It was sometime before we started to email. We had both found it difficult
as each of us knew there was a lot more than just a strong friendship. I
found out that Trevor was terribly homesick and it took a lot for him not
to pack up and return. In his first email he even admitted that if I asked
him to come back, he would be on the next flight!

That summer I grew up. I worked with dad, trained at fight school, went to
gym three times a week and concentrated on a new interest, redeveloping
homes. I had made good progress in technical drawing at school and my maths
was really very high. I seemed to have a skill in drawing out plans for
development and even begun to design new homes. All that as an interest,
but my dad was impressed and encouraged me to work at it. He thought there
was a future in it for me.

Dad would take me to all of his building projects and we would discuss the
best way to improve the interior within building regulations. I would then
take photo,s, measurements and draw out a plan.

Some time back he and Uncle Phil took me to a large Victorian house in a
really nice residential part of Winchester that they had converted into 4
flats a while back. They owned the house between them and bought it for a
song as so much needed to be done. It was in such a dilapidated state. The
biggest saving of all would be labour coats as they and their guys would be
doing all the work.

They decided to convert the loft area into a single flat. They thought it
would be good for me to draw out plans as a learning exercise and have them
looked at by an architect friend of theirs. It would certainly teach me a
lot. I got down to it with a lot of enthusiasm.

Now in year 10 I was going to have to work hard and get good results in
GCSE,s. I had already made my mind up that when school had finished I would
join dad in the building trade. I already knew a lot and I did like it very
much. Dad was fine about it, but said to get good results, "as you don,t
know what will happen and you may change your mind". Good advice dad.

Of course nothing goes smoothly and the day of pay back with Smith was
about to come to it,s inevitable face off, as you American,s say.

In just one week I heard of his bullying of younger smaller kids a couple
of times. For some reason younger kids looked at me as a sort of mentor and
maybe protector. My name around school was good and no one ever gave me a
problem. A sort of Billy and Trevor I guessed.

Still, I was never the impressive size as Trev and in most thugs eyes size
means strength and low life mates for back up of course.

Smith certainly did not have size and had to be backed by a few scum bags
in his circle of shit heads.

I found him and a couple of others bullying a kid outside one of the
classrooms. As I got near one of the staff got to them first and broke it
up.

Ok the kid was not hurt too bad, but the poor sod was scared witless. "What
will happen to Smith sir"? I asked.

The guy looked at me and said, "As usual Jamie nothing, I just wish that
shit would get a few smacks of his own, it may not do any good, but I just
wish somebody would give him a fucking good hiding". My word, strong words
coming from a teacher!!

I waited outside school and followed Smith and his mates. I did not try to
hide the fact I was following either. In time they noticed of course and
started planning. I knew where we were now there would be too many
witnesses. I also knew when and where they would approach me. It would be
just near the park where there was a quiet spot. What they did not know was
I would get in first. That is the way Billy and now others had taught
me. Half of winning a fight is surprise.

I picked up pace a bit as we got nearer the park. I was pleased as my heart
rate was not much higher than usual. I was calm and in control. I had
surprise and most definitely the skill to get the lot, all five of them. It
may have been five, but I knew when I took two out, maybe three, the rest
would scatter.

The first to feel my first punch was Smiths blow job boy. As he turned my
fist hit his mouth and down he went. Before anyone reacted I caught the guy
next to him, he spun round and I kneed him in the bollocks so hard he
doubled up and took no further part in proceedings. The next was Smith
himself. He was about four feet from me and his first action was his last,
the fool tried to catch my school bag that I threw at him. As he caught the
bag he exposed his belly and my fist slammed into him knocking the wind out
of the sod. He dropped my bag and at the same time doubled up in agony, as
he bent over the heel of my right fist made a mess of his left eye. I
followed that with a knee in his groin, that finished him.

Blow job boy was trying to get up, but I floored him with a fist to his
face again which sent him back to base.

Oh, the other two? I think they made it home in record time. I would have a
word later.

I gave Smith a choice, either stand up or I would do some real damage. He
staggered to his feet looking a tad less tough. The other two sensibly
stayed put, or they could not get up anyway.

Still, just to make sure I said that if either tried to move I would beat
the living shit out of Smith. I dragged him a little way from the crap on
the floor.

"Right you cunt, This is the deal. Leave every kid in our school and every
kid in town alone, if you EVER try anything with anyone I will beat you to
a fraction of your life. IF you come within 10 feet of me I will take it as
a threat and you will not walk for a while.

Right, there is your blow job boy that Trevor told me about and YOU you
fucking piece of shit call others faggot"!!

 "You are gay, a faggot and every person in town, including your fuck wit
family will know all about you. Even if I have to make it up I will spread
so much shit about you, your life will be hell".

"Now looser go and make excuses how you three got beaten up by one guy and
why two of your hero,s ran off. Tell those brave mates of yours who run
away I will deal with them later, thats a promise".

"Now and finally, just to show you i,m really a good guy, this is from
Billy, a guy worth more than the lot of you put together". With that I
slammed my fist into his gut so hard it hurt my hand. Smith dropped to the
deck. As he hit the floor he screamed out in pain, and thats were I left
him.

I turned and started for home feeling satisfied at a good days work. On the
way I looked to the sky, blew a kiss and said "Thanks Billy, God bless".

I have no idea how things get around, but the school was full of it the
following day. I had lots of people coming up to me asking if I knew
anything about what happen. I just pleaded ignorance and said nothing.

I did catch up with the two well hard runaways the next week and offered
some advice. They took it.

The days and school life shot by and before I realised it I was in my last
term. I was now coming up to 17, fit as hell and now 5 9 tall. My body had
developed nicely, I was happy with my six pack etc. I began to think sex
again. Most guys my age, gay, straight or the don,t know,s would have
regular sex lives by now, so why not me? If Billy could he would be telling
me to go out, have fun, but stay safe. (He would always say that last bit)

Nope, I was happy with the way things were and at 17, well nearly, there
was a whole life ahead.

Leaving school and not going on to 6th form collage was not everyones
advice. I wanted to start full time with dad and thats what I did. My
fitness was important which was mostly going to the gym and of course
working on site was very active and kept me in great trim.

I worked a lot on the plans for the flat converstion for dad and Uncle
Pete,s house. They took them to their friend and his report came back with
very positive remarks and when told who done them he said he would have me
work with his firm if I were interested in going into the profession. At
that time I was,nt, but thought a lot about it for a possible
future. Meanwhile I was happy to draw for dad. It gave me great experience.

Coming of age.

At 18 I asked that there would be no fuss regarding parties and
celebrations, I was just not that type.

Still, on my 18th mum got caterers in and they, plus Uncle Phil and Aunt
Molly came round for the meal. It was a really nice time as the most
important people in my life were there, with one absentee of course.

After the meal we all cleared away and sat around with a few drinks. The
Champagne was pretty good too, in fact I had quite a lot of it. Then dad
cleared his throat.

"Jamie, just listen and don,t interrupt".

"You never knew Grand dad, as you know he died when you were only 3, but
son he left you in his will and the inheritance he left you is now yours".

I knew nothing of this and it took the wind out of me.

"Jamie, Grand dad left you £10,000". I could not take it in and just sat
there with my stupid mouth wide open.

At last I said, "I can,t believe it, oh my god 10 grand, this only happens
to other people"!!!!

"There,s more Jamie", Uncle Pete said. I looked at him blank.

"Grand dad also left the same amount to Billy and Aunt Molly and I want you
to have it, we know Billy would also want you to have it as well son".

THAT stuffed me up and for the life of me could not stop the tears. Not
because of the inheritance, but because Billy was not here to have it to
inherit.

"I,m so sorry. You know why i,m crying don,t you"? I said to all of them.

"Of course we do and it,s best to say no more. As I said Billy would want
you to have it and certainly we do".

"Thankyou so much, all of you and grand dad of course".

"We did nothing Jamie, it,s all down to grand dad and Pete and Molly", Dad
said. He went on.

"So son it,s up to you what you do with the money, get a new car, invest,
get your own place, your choice, but there is just one thing that may help
you decide".

What now I thought.

"To cut a long story short the plans you drew up for the flat"?

"Yes"?

"All of us planned this over a year ago. It,s yours Jamie, you have just
designed your own property and we started work a week ago".

Again I just sat there stunned. It was impossible for me to say anything.

"I,m so sorry I just don,t know what to say dad, I can,t believe what i,m
hearing"!!

"No need to say a thing Jamie" mum said "It will sink in eventually, now
everyone lets have another drink".

It took a long time to fully realise my good fortune, but the guilt was as
difficult to take. I had what should have been Billy,s as well and that was
a big guilt trip.

With all that buzzing around in my head I went to bed my mind in turmoil.
From just starting out in life to a bank account of £20,000 and my own
flat? I already knew where to hang the photo of Billy.

With every silver lining comes a cloud.

I was on site when the accident happened. All I heard was a yell "LOOK
OUT"!! I looked up as the huge pane of glass shattered on the
scaffolding. I had no time to move and just raised my arms over my face to
protect it when a large bit cut deep into the inside of my left arm. Blood
poured out and all hell broke loose. An ambulance was called and guys
around me trying to stem the flow. Glass was still stuck in me and it began
to hurt like hell.

When I got to A/ E they worked on me and soon the blood flow was under
control. The piece of glass was still in me which they left in and told me
I would possibly have to have it removed under general anesthetic.

After XRay they were sure there were quite a few splinters to come out and
I would have to go to theatre as soon as one became free. They also needed
to assess the damage and what it would mean to my arm.

 I was taken up about an hour later and woke up in a ward sometime
later. Mum and Dad were there and I only just remember it, I kept nodding
off and when I woke again, threw up all over the bed.

In the morning after a miserable night the Doc came round to look at me and
told me there was no lasting damage but it would take some time before it
would get back to what it was. "You will have to stay in for a few days so
we can keep an eye on you, then if it looks good go home and not work for
at least two months". Oh joy, thanks. "You are a fit young man and that
will help your recovery Jamie". The Doc, a rather handsome man, smiled said
I would live.

I was instructed to stay in bed, but I could get up tomorrow if the Doc
agreed.

 I had been very lucky they found a huge dent in my safety helmet made by
another piece of glass. Without it I would have been in big trouble.

I fell asleep and woke when a male nurse came to take temperature and blood
pressure. I was still half asleep as he wrapped the pad around my arm. He
was standing right by the bed level to his groin. Mmm, nice I thought and
began to look up at him. I got to his name tag and read "Jason Smith". I
looked at his face and it was him, the very Smith I had beaten up after
school, him and a couple of others.

"Hello Jamie, had a fight with a lump of glass I hear".

"Something like that". Of all the wards in this hospital I got this
one. Pay back time now I guess. Fuck it I can still take him out with one
arm.

"Ok, every things fine, you hungry"? I was.

"I,m ok".

"No your not, are you hungry"?

"Yes"

"I will get you a sandwich, anything in particular"?

"Anything will be fine".

He went off and came back with the sandwich and a cup of tea.

I had to say "thanks".

Who the hell let that shit house take a job working with the sick?

I turned the TV on. Coronation St. Yea gods this was going to be one drag.

The following day I felt a lot better and as I had not seen Smith my mood
had changed for the better. The sister came to me, put the curtains round
and said she was going to redress my arm. "It,s going to take a while
Jamie, but I will try to hurt you as much as possible ok"? I smiled at this
lovely Irish nurse. Why is it they make such good nurses?

She went to work and I hardly felt a thing.

"Nurse I see you have Jason Smith on the ward".

"Oh you know him then"?

"Sort of, he was at the same school as me, how long has he worked here"?

"Since he left school Jamie, lovely lad and very good at his work, he
started on the cleaning team, but all the time determined to get into
nursing. He is an assistant now, but qualifying to full nursing which
should be in about a year".

"Are you friends then"? She asked.

"Not exactly, just saw him around school, he was in a higher year than me,
when is he on next"? Why the hell did I ask that?

"He is off for a couple of days training in A/ E. He will be back
Thursday".

"Oh, ok thanks, so you recon he is good then"?

"He is just great, in all the years I have been nursing I have trained and
supervised lots of nurses and he is up at the top of the tree. He will go
far if he stays with the training, but don,t you dare tell him I said so
Jamie".

I smiled, "I wont sister".

"Well now thats looking fine, I think you will be going home Friday if this
stays as it is".

She dressed my arm and with a smile left.

So Smith turned a new leaf. Ah well there is hope for us all I guess.

I tried to read the paper, but my mind kept going back to what Sister had
told me. I just wonder if my beating had done him any good. Something had
had to happen that turned him into something normal.

I put the paper down and was surprised to see Smith walking down the ward
towards me.

"Hi", he said "how you doing"?

"Sister seems happy, should be out on Friday. What you doing here, she told
me you were off training for a couple of days"?

"You been asking then"?

I kicked myself.

"I came to see you and just chat if thats ok"?

"Chat away if you want".

"Ok thanks. Look I don,t really know how to say this, but hear me out
please"?

I looked at him and said "Ok, sit down if you want".

"Thanks". He pulled up a chair and sat beside me, not too close, but near
enough to speak without being overheard.

"It all started when you knocked seven bells out of me". I opened my mouth
to say something.

"Let me finish Jamie please". He spoke in earnest, so..................

I shut my mouth.

"Jamie you knocked the shit out of me and at the same time, some sense
in. Honest to God I changed there and then, believe me. Ok, I can take some
credit because I fucking slogged my guts out so I could get something from
the teachers to praise me about. I took cleaning up because that was the
only job I could get, but as soon as I started I knew the hospital was for
me and i,m training for full time nursing, in fact I was cleaning in the
private wards when Sister Thompson talked to me about going into nursing so
I started and I love it.  Although i,m the same physical person, i,m also a
changed one. I know you wont like this next bit, but i,m going to say it
anyway and that is thank you for doing what you did. Without that smacking
I would have carried on being the shit head I was. Now tell me to fuck
off".

"It,s up to you".

"I tried to pluck up courage to talk to you before I left school. I tried
loads of times but I bottled out. I did,nt think you would beat me again, I
just did,nt want you to tell me what I already knew about myself. I,m so
bloody ashamed of what I was, but I am an ex shit house and i,m a better
person and intend to stay that way. This work is all I have and I love it,
I will never fuck up again, ever".

"Jamie I need to say one more thing that may annoy you".

"Try me".

He looked at me for a long time trying to weigh up a reaction.

"Oh for fucks sake say it, i,m hardly able to do anything now am I, not
that I would anyway".

"I went to Billy,s grave to say sorry".

He waited for my reaction intently.

My mind was working overtime. How fucking dare he, but as soon as I thought
it I was sorry. How fucking dare I judge someone who seems, on what he and
Sister Thompson have said, changed completely and worked bloody hard to get
his life in order, but is still suffering the guilt of the past.

I said, "Billy would like that and for what it,s worth, so do I".

The relief on his face spoke volumes. Nobody could act that well. No, he
was genuine and I knew he ment every word he said.

He suddenly smiled.

"What"? I asked.

"You wont like this either I don,t think".

"I haven't disliked anything you said so far". I reminded him.

"I don't wish you any harm, but i,m so bloody pleased your in here"!

I could not help myself and laughed out loud.

He waited for me to say something, but I didn't.

"Look I have to go, can I visit tomorrow"?

"Thought you were off now"? I said.

"My mum died last year and dad cant coup so I go round and make sure he has
eaten and washed, nobody else in the family are bothered, so its up to me"

Christ you HAVE changed I thought.

"Anyway, if you have nothing better to do, yes come and chat and sorry
about your mum and stuff"

"See you tomorrow Jamie, sleep well, I be here about 2.

"Ok, bye for now".

"As you haven't been able to bring yourself to call me by my name, i,m
Jason" He held out his hand.

I took it.

"See you tomorrow, Jason".

A huge smile came over his face and not for the first time I found him very
good looking. The first time was when Billy pointed him out to me on my
first day at senior school and told me what a shit he was and I remembered
being disappointed.

What the hell would Billy think of all this.

Aunt Molly and mum came in and it took my mind off Jason for an hour.

When they left I was back thinking about his visit.

I found myself looking at the clock from 12 onwards and of course 2 o,clock
came and went. He came in at 2 30 and said hi and sorry i,m late.

"I hope your not this late at work, half the patients would be dead". It
was a poor attempt at a joke. He was kind and laughed.

He asked me about myself and what I was doing. We chatted for a while only
this time I did all the talking telling him about working with dad now and
plans for the future. He was interested about my gym and asked me were it
was. He worked out sometimes, but not often enough he said.

"Bob,s Your Builder in Jewry Street"? "I go about three times a week, but
working on the building keeps me fit", I added "and in shape".

"You look great and I can see you still work out a lot".

"Jason"?

"Yes"?

"When I first saw you here I hated it, but after all you have said, I
realise you have changed. I respect you for that".

"I knew it was you before you got here of course and I was shit scared and
tried to work with other patients, but this is my side of the ward , or it
was then and I could not get out of it. When I had to take your obs I was
shitting myself. I prayed you would fall asleep while I was doing them,
daft now I know. I,m just happy that at last I have got it off my chest,
it,s a sort of closure". He changed the subject.

"Have got your own place now"?

"No i,m still with the oldies, hope to get a place soon though". No need to
say anything about my flat of course, "You"?

"Impossible to live with them, as soon as they found out about me I was
more than unwelcome".

"Gay you mean"?

"Yes, what else could it be"?

"Because you turned over a new leaf and they did not like you being
normal"?

"Bloody hell, I didn't think of that, cleaver you". We both smiled at that.

"Jason, can I ask you a personal question, tell me to mind my own business
if you want"?

"Boy friend"? he was ahead of me.

"Yes".

He cleared his throat.

"I met this guy and he moved in with me after about 4 months. It seemed
fine, then I got sick here and Sister Thompson sent me home and I caught
him with a guy, in bed, that was three months ago, shit happens".

"I,m sorry, I should not have asked, i,m really sorry".

"Dont be, it happens a lot in the gay world. I,m not the first and
definitely not the last. All I can say it wont happen to me again, ever".

"How do you know it wont happen again"?

"Because next time, if there is one, I will be totally sure of him. I
learnt a lot from that guy. I tell you it wont happen again".

I actually felt sorry that he was going through a bad time.

I could see him thinking and knew what he would ask.

"How about you"?

I felt really inadequate now. There had only been Billy and Trevor, if you
don't count my right hand!

"There was one guy I saw a lot of, but I knew he was going away and it
wouldn't go anywhere. He was lovely, but thats life as they say. No, i,m in
no hurry, too young to settle anyway".

"Do you go up to London and go on the scene"?

"Never been, I don't want one night stands or fuck about from one guy to
the next. If thats what people want then thats their business, I don't have
a problem with it, it,s just not me".

" I go up to stay with friends sometimes. I don't go to fuck about either,
but I do have some nice friends and it,s all very safe. I know some would
like to try their luck, but they do respect that i,m not interested".

He gave me that brilliant smile and said,

"I bet you get horny though, I know I do"!!

 What was he saying? Cant work this out, so stop trying.

"I get by, I just work like hell, until now that is. I will know when and
if it,s right for me, I hope anyway. There is more to life than just
screwing around.

He looked and smiled and said. Right I had better go. I will be on earlies
tomorrow, so will see you then. Your being discharged if the doc says it,s
ok. I,m sure it will be fine".

"You been reading my notes"?

"Yep and I know where you live so don't fuck with me ok"? That smile was
getting to me.

"Goodnight Jamie"

"Goodnight Jason, thanks for the visit".

"I enjoyed it , very much", he said and left.

I just laid back and could not stop thinking about all we had said. I bet
he will give me his mobile tomorrow, I thought.

I was out of bed now and if Jason was right, not long before i,m home, cant
wait.

Mum and dad came to visit and we chatted for around for an hour. Dad talked
about the flat and it was coming on really well.

When they left my thoughts went back to Jason.

He came in at 7am and came over to say hi and then straight into his
shift. I watched him go about his work and it was true he was enjoying
himself. Every now and then he would glance over and give a smile.

Later he came over and stood by my bed. He had that smile on his face and I
knew he was up to no good.

"Ok, I need to put the screen round Jamie".

"Why"?

"Blanket bath time, get um off"!

Ok mister have it your way. I kicked the covers off. I had pyjama shorts on
and a matching top.

"I,m ready nurse".

He looked all over my body, said "phew" and shot off down the ward.

He was right, after the doc had a look he said that all was fine and I
could go home.

Sister Thompson came to me with an out patients appointment in two weeks to
have the stitches out, told me to dress and wait for Dad to pick me up.

"Sister can I come here to have them out"?

"It has to be done in OP Jamie, why?

"I would like Jason to take them out".

"I noticed you two were getting on well, Jamie always comes up after a
training session, but never stays that long".

"We had a bit of history to settle. All done now. You were right Sister, he
is a nice guy and I liked his visits".

"Now that is lovely Jamie, I,m glad whatever it was has gone, he has had a
bit if trouble lately and deserves a good friend".

"Yes I know, he told me and i,m sorry his boyfriend cheated on him, he
deserves better".

"You bet your life he does" and gave me a wink. She knows about me now, no
problem.

"Give me a ring the day before the appointment and I will see what I can
do, I will tell them it,s for Jason,s training, but I cant promise
anything.

"That,s fine Sister, thanks for everything".

Dad came and I found Jason to thank him.

"I would like to meet you again, but only if you want to of course, heres
my mobile number, just in case". That bloody smile again! I gave him mine.

"Me too, we can arrange something when your free". I shook his hand and
left. I wanted to see how long it would be before he rang.

Dad drove to the flat. It was coming along really well and it was good to
see my design on paper becoming reality.

"Just thought I would bring the designer to approve the work," Dad said.

"It looks great, much bigger now". We discussed the next few steps.

"I,m gutted that I cant work on it yet".

"Well you cant work on site until you are signed off Jamie, the insurance
wont cover you until then, but when the arm is getting stronger you can
always do work here. Meanwhile I have a couple of designs I want you to do
at home ok"?

"At least I can be of some use", I said.

"You will be more than useful son, these plans are for two customers, you
got your first clients Jamie".

My mobile rang at five, it was Jason.

"Would you like to meet up this evening, or is this too soon"? He asked

"No, would you like to come round to my place, you got the address
remember"?

"Great, what time"?

"Six ok"?

"Sure, thats fine, see you then".

Jason arrived at exactly 6. He shook hands with my folks and seemed very
comfortable. We all chatted for a while then I suggested we go up to my
room.

I sat him in the arm chair and I sat on the bed.

He had gone home to change out of his uniform and was casually dress in
jeans and a light blue tee shirt. He was about 5 7, very slim, but not
skinny. His shoulders looked to be strong and a good shape. I imagined him
to have a nice body underneath.

"Sister Thompson tells me you want me to take your stitches out".

"Yes, dont know why, I would just like you to do it".

"I,m sure she will organise it, she usually gets her way, very popular in
the hospital".

"So are you according to her, she told me that you are one of the best
trainee nurses she has ever worked with, but she told me not to tell you
that. She thinks you will go far if you stick to it".

"She is what I am really. A great lady. It was nice of her to say that. I
do love the work, never thought I could be so happy doing something
worthwhile, especially when you think about what I was before you sorted me
out". He smiled at me.

"Do you want us to meet more Jason"?

He looked at me. "Yes, I would like too".

"Ok, so do I, but if you ever mention the old days again I wont make
another date. It,s all fucking history and thats were I want to leave
it. You are not the same guy. The only thing about you that I recognise is
your body. Ok"?  I deliberately used the word "date".

"Ok, i,m not going to risk pissing you off, sorry".

"And stop saying sorry".

"Sorry".

"Piss off"

It was nice that we were staring to get familiar. I know things were
happening a bit quick, but I was not about to hang around and skate on ice
with him. If it wasn,t going to work out I would rather know sooner than
later. There was something nagging me at the back of my head and I was sure
I was right about this "nag". I was to find out very soon.

We settled into general chat. I showed him some of my planning work
including my flat he seemed impressed.

"I could take you there and show you if your interested"?

"Yes thanks that would be good, the only thing I can draw are my wages, but
these look good, very neat. Where did you find the talent"?

"Talent"? "Thats nice. I don't have a clue. Dad showed some to an architect
friend of his and he thinks I could qualify as one. I will have to see, but
i,m more than happy in Dad,s firm and not for an easy life either. I love
work and if this takes off, I will only train from home and if I cant do it
that way I wont do it at all". I went on, "Dad has got me two clients and
i,m drawing up plans for them to redesign their homes. I,m going to start
tomorrow.

"Maybe one day I can get you to draw plans for my new home, but on my pay
we will both be retired"!

"I,m cheap so I will do it for you", I smiled at him.

"Thanks. Do you want to come to London when I go next week"? That was
quick, maybe he is thinking the same as me, push it along and see what
happens.

"Look Jamie, this is a bit awkward, but I promise it,s just meeting some
friends, we go out for a few drinks, something to eat, sometimes go to a
club for a few more then back to one of the guys, well two actually they
are a couple, for a kip. It depends on how many, but we just crash out
where there is space and I promise no one will be a problem".

"Yes thanks I would like that". I did,nt have to think about it and I knew
no one would be a problem.

"Thats great. I go up on Satarday morning early and leave about Sunday
midday, I have to get back to get ready for work".

"I do too. Dont you go up on a Friday night, I would have thought Fridays
would be a good night out in London"?

He smiled "I do every time I go up, just didn't want to push it"!

"You bugger! Nobody will push me into anything I don't want. So shall we go
Friday then"?

"Yes, I will phone Thomas and fix it. That will be a week this Friday".

"Ok, look forward to it, whats his boy friends name"?

"It,s Michael, you will need to take trousers, you wont get into a club in
jeans".

I went to the wardrobe and looked through my stuff. "Anything in here"? I
was a head taller than him now. He came round the bed and stood next to me
as we looked at the clothes.

"Thats nice, and these and that shirt will go well with those".

 I could not help myself and laughed like a drain.

"Christ we sound like an old married couple, talk about being gay for fucks
sake"!!

He didn,t say anything, just looked at me and smiled.

 He had to go soon after.

"Thanks, I really enjoyed this, hope we do again soon".

"Me too. It,s up to you when next, your working, i,m not at the moment". I
wanted him to say when and he knew it.

He replied in a soft voice, "Tomorrow"?

I tried to sound casual, "That will be fine. How about meeting for a
drink"?

He beamed like a kid in an empty sweet shop. "How about the Kings Head
around 7"?

"Perfect, be there at 5 to 7 ".

He said goodbye to my folks and then me at the front door.

"See you tomorrow Jamie"

"See you Jason".

"Seems a nice guy", Dad said. He had no idea about the old Jason and I was
not about to tell anyone.

"Yes he is Dad, very nice, will you pick me up from the Kings tomorrow
about 9"?

"Got a date have we my handsome boy"? Mothers!

"If thats what you want to call it Mum, yes I have". She smile and looked
at Dad.

"Goodnight oldies, I have a busy day tomorrow".

"Yea right. You just lie in bed while mum and I toil to keep you".

"Ok, toil away peasants, don't bang the door when you leave".

"I,m working on those plans Dad, unless you want me at the flat"?

"Not going tomorrow, Uncle Pete and I are looking at a site. There maybe a
big job coming up".

I had my bath with my left arm stuck out the water, then went to my room
thought about Jason.

In bed something else got hard thinking about Jason.

 We met a couple more times before going to London.

 London was good. Jason,s friends were as he said, nice people and we all
got on well. We went to a gay pub then onto a night club. I really liked
both and had a good time. Jason and I danced together, if you call
cavorting about 2 feet apart dancing.

I don,t want to boast, but I did get a lot of attention from other guys as
did Jason, offers of drinks and to dance. We both refused, but in the end I
said to him that it was getting a bit awkward.

"Shall we pretend we are together, that may keep them away, I hope", I said
to Jason.

He had a huge smile on his face as he agreed, in fact could not stop
laughing, he was loving this.

"Ok, but keep your hands to yourself, i,m not a tart"!

"Course your not, lets dance".

There was a slow one on and we went out and put our arms around each
other. All the others guys seemed to be doing only one thing and that was
wrapped up together kissing one anothers faces off.

"Fuck, this is worse than I thought I said in his ear", but had to laugh.

He did not help at all. "I think it,s great" and held me tighter.

We just giggled the whole time and to be honest I was lapping it up.

We more or less spent the rest of the time like that and I have to admit
holding him in my arms was beginning to turn me on. Several times I had to
check my cock and mentally tell it to behave it,s self, but then he had a
great slim body and i,m a sucker for slim guys.

Finally the last dance came. We went back out on the floor. By now we were
sweating a lot and it showed through our shirts, another turn on for both
of us. As we moved around I began to think, oh well why not. If he wants to
kiss me we would only be doing what every other guy was doing, in fact we
were the only "couple" not snogging.

We looked at one another for some time, shrugged our shoulders and kissed
for the first time. The longer we kissed the more both of us were enjoying
it and gave into the shear pleasure of man on man contact.

 Back at the house everyone, 5 of us sat around chatting until eventually I
dropped off on the couch. I woke early and found Jason on the floor next to
me. I looked at him for some time. I was thinking about the night club and
all that had happened and knew that I had enjoyed everything.

I liked what I saw and was startled when one of the guys, Peter, said "good
morning Jamie, handsome devil isn't he"?

"Oh, hi Peter, did not see you there, yes he is".

"Fancy a coffee, i,m gagging for one".

I got up and went to the kitchen with him.

"Did you enjoy last night, it certainly looked as though you both were"?

"Yes thanks, it was really good, good company too" I ment it.

"You have gone down very well with everyone. Sometimes we get a twat
showing up, but we soon get rid of it". He grinned at me.

"I have never done this before, my first time on the gay scene, in fact i,m
way behind everyone else. At 18 I should be much more experienced". " On
the scene I mean"!

"Everyone to their own, it can get a bit bitchy, but thats the scene for
you. It,s not all good believe me. Jason comes up about once a month and he
likes it that way. We like having him here, lovely guy".

"Yes he is, a good friend"

"Friend, I would hardly call you guys just friends, not from where I was
standing anyway. Help yourself to milk and sugar".

"Nothing more really, we have not been seeing one another that long. We
seem to get on fine thats all I know at the moment".

"Well, I hope it,s better than the last guy he was with. None of us liked
him, but what can you say. Jason is much better off without him, it was a
bad time poor boy".

"He did mention it, but I don't need to know about anything about it, thats
Jason,s business not mine".

"Good for you. You do know he likes you a lot don't you"?

"I think so, as I said we get on ok, nothing more" I did not want to say
anything about what was going through my mind. "I like his company and I
guess he likes mine, but thats it for now".

"Well, take it from this nosey sod, Jason has not stopped talking about you
and I know him well enough to know if he says something, he means it".

All I could think of saying was, "Good to know that". I would have loved to
know what he said.

I needed to change the subject. "So what happens today"?

"We all tend to do our own thing, but some of us will go shopping. You guys
are welcome to come along, but do as you please. We meet up at one of the
pubs for one or six and then plan the night from there".

 "I will have to see what Jason wants to do. I will just tag along". With
that he walked in the kitchen, beamed at me and said "Fuck i,m stiff".

Before I knew it I said, "So I see"! He looked down and he knew what I
ment. He looked at me and grinned like a kid. "Bloody thing wont behave in
the mornings".

He sat down next to me with his coffee. "I heard you guys talking about
today, do you want to go out looking around the West End Jamie"?

"Sounds good to me, but if you got other plans i,m ok with that".

"No I would like to show you around".

We all took it in turns with the bathroom and then went our separate ways
after organising the meet up later that afternoon.

Apart from the train on the way up, this was the first time Jason and I
were by ourselves. We did the tourist bits which I really liked, had a meal
then did some window shopping in Oxford Street. After that Jason said we
should go and meet the other guys.

We made our way to Soho and went to the Compton Arms. The bar upstairs was
open and we got drinks and found seats.

"Are you enjoying this Jamie"? My mind went straight back to the club and
kissing Jason.

"Yes I am, but I could not do this too often, not good to drink too much, I
don't want to get a belly, also the club was, well, difficult".

Jason made no reference to last night and just said, "Once a month max for
me. I really only come up because the guys are top and they are good
friends".

"I like all of them, they have made me feel welcome".

"Believe me they certainly like you. You may not know it, but one of two
would love to get you on your own. They would never try it on though, but
if you gave the nod there would be a fight over who gets to you
first". Jason was loving this.

I could not help myself saying, "Does that include you"?

"I wont answer that, I will leave you to work it out, your round I
think". That bloody smile got to me big time.

I knew I was going to get pissed. By the time everyone arrived we were on
our fourth and there was the evening to go yet. I must start saying no.

It was so relaxed and a very good time.

Gradually some started to leave, they had other plans.

George was the first. He said his goodbyes came round to me, kissed my
cheek and said to come again soon. "Gorgeous man".

Philip was next. "The sauna is waiting for me, you coming Jamie"?

"I don't think so thanks all the same".

"Pity, you would get so much attention, from me as well honey" He kissed me
as well and left.

That left Thomas, Michael, Jason and me.

"Looks like it,s just us guys" said Thomas. "Lets go to Ballams, eat, go
home and get ready to go out. Drink anyone"?

It was a good night and did not get back until 3 in the morning. I was
bushed, but stayed reasonably sober. So did the others.

Someone made coffee and we sat about chatting until Thomas stood up grabbed
Michael and said, "Time for our weekly fuck dear".

Michael smiled looked at me and said, "He says that every fucking Satarday
and it never happens, he will be fast asleep in seconds".

"Michael leave those love birds alone and come to bed". "He,s pissed
forgive him, g,night boys".

We just sat there saying nothing. Neither felt awkward that this would be
the first time we slept in the same room on our own.

Jason got up and put the arm chair cushions on the floor. "At least I will
be more comfortable tonight". Do you want another coffee"?

"No thanks i,m going to have a kip".

Jason turned the light out and got into his bed. "Goodnight Jamie".

"Goodnight, sleep well".

I just laid there and thought of the weekend. I had enjoyed it, but as I
said to Jason I would not want to do it too often. I would like to come
back though.

I knew Jason was not asleep. I know what it sounds like when a guy
sleeps. Time went by and I knew he was still awake.

"Thanks for bringing me here Jason. It,s been good".

No reply. I waited for a while then said.

"It was even better because you were with me and I know your not asleep
dickhead".

Finally he said

"It,s been the the best time for me Jamie and I don't just mean this
weekend either, especially that last dance".

Nothing more needed to be said and we both fell asleep.

In the morning both Thomas and Michael came out just in briefs and both
looked great, nice bodies both of them, especially homas. Lovely toned and
shaped body and very tanned. It was hard to believe he was 32. Hope I look
that good then I thought.

We had coffee, talked a lot then got ready to go home.

The guys said some nice things about us gave us both hugs and cheek kisses
and we left for Waterloo.

We just chatted about the weekend and the guys.

"You quiet liked Thomas did,nt you"?

"I like them all, not just him, but I must say he looks good for 32. I hope
to look like that at his age".

"I could say something, but it would only make your head swell and you
would get the wrong idea", he said.

"Ok, but what would you say that would make my head swell and what idea
would I get wrong"?

"You silly man, but I may get the chance to tell you one day and that will
be up to you".

Going back to what he was saying or trying to get something out of me, "So
you fancy Thomas"?

"He is a very handsome guy and no I don't. I could say something that would
make your head swell and you may get the wrong idea".

He laughed out loud and said "You bastard" and kept laughing. Christ he was
so fucking beautiful. Now who else have I thought was that?

When we got back home I said I would see him Tuesday when he was taking my
stitches out.

We said our good byes and went to our homes.

He did a good job of removing the stitches. Sister Thompson had to
supervise him, but all I did was watch his hands while he worked. For some
reason they turned me on.

We made a date for Thursday at my house, he was on days and would finish at
5. He would be at mine by 6.

The flat was going well and Dad said they were really going full time on it
now until it was finished. That would be in a couple of months.

"That soon Dad, you sure"?

"We have organised a whole gang of guys and worked out when they will be
needed". It,s going to be finished ready for you to start shopping for
furniture, but Uncle Pete wants to talk to you about that.

"When does he want to see me"?

"He can only see you Thursday and he and Aunt Molly said to go there for
dinner".

Oh shit Thursday. "Ok Dad that will be fine".

I went upstairs and phoned Jason.

"Jason I cant meet up Thursday, somethings come up and I cant get out of
it". I didn't wont to either, but I did not say that. "We could meet
tomorrow or Friday though"? I held my breath.

It came. "Whats his name, anyone I know"? Wow, not nice Jason.

Fuck that. "Do you know a guy called Pete"?

"No".

"Well thats his name, but I call him UNCLE Pete. He is doing me a big
favour and can only make the time when we were going to meet. I,m going
round to his and having a meal with him and my AUNT Molly and will be there
a few hours. I really don't have to explain to you, but obviously you think
I should".

I waited. "You there"? Nothing, I switched the phone off.

"Dad, you fancy a pint"?

"You buying"?

"Yes".

"TAXI"!

Mum dropped us off.

We sat without saying much, I was thinking about Jason, fuck him.

"Everything ok Jamie"?

"Not sure, I had to ring Jason and tell him we could not meet Thursday, he
seemed a bit pissed off. Well i,m not even sure about that because he
didn't say a word when I told him".

"The weekend went ok you said, so it cant be that".

"Everything was great. All the guys were fine. Just a good time all round".

"Ah well, there may be a simple answer, try not to worry, i,m sure it will
be fine. Anyway Dave at work keeps asking after you so you could be in
there if you play your cards right".

"He,s a good looking guy, maybe I should look him up"!

"He would like that Jamie, i,m sure he would love to get into the family
business, one thing for sure he would dump you if he did. He is a good
builder, but I would not trust him as far as could throw him".

"Don,t worry, neither would I".

We had a couple more drinks, then Dad called the taxi.

I went upstairs and switched my phone back on. There were four messages
from Jason.

"You wont believe this, but my phone went dead as soon as I was about to
speak, it,s fucked and I need to get a new one".

"Jamie, i,m not pissed off, just could not talk".

"You don't believe me??? For Christ sake CALL ME".

"Right, my last bit of credit so no more texts. Ffs call me xxxxxxx".

I rang.

"Hi"

"If you had a decent phone this would not have happened. Are you pissed at
me"?

"For God,s sake of course not. I was only trying to wind you up, you know,
joking? If i,m going to get shitty because of something so fucking simple
then we might as well........." He did,nt finish.

"It,s my turn to say sorry isn't it and I am, sorry. It,s just that, well,
when that guy fucked you up, I just thought you might think that about
me. I,m sorry".

"For Christsake don't you think i,m not glad he fucked me up. He may have
done then, but not now, it,s the best fuck up i,ve ever had. Oh and stop
saying sorry".

"Sorry"

"Sorry"

"Sorry"

"One more time and we are finished". He shouted at me.

I didn,t say a word.

"You there"?

"Phones dead".

"So are you when I get hold of you, you twat".

"I liked the last bit of the last text by the way".

"Collect them when you are ready, ok"?

"Ok", I could,nt think of anything else to say, but I did get myself into
this.

"Now you don't know what to say do you"? He was putting the boot in.

"Not really", I had to get myself out of this.

Then he said it all for me. "Look Jamie I know how I feel about you and I
THINK I know you MAY be catching up. I know you like me and I cant tell you
how good that is. But i,m not going to do anything that will fuck us up and
push too hard. I,m going to wait, but i,m happy about the way things are
going. Only you can work out what you want. I got all the time in the
world, I just hope you have as well. There, i,ve said all I can".

"I cant say much Jason, except thanks. You just told me everything I hoped
you would say".

"Ok, but I got to go, up early tomorrow. Goodnight Jamie, sleep well and
have a good wank and I will come over 6 on Friday.

"I got a date Friday".

"We both have".

"Jason I need to say something"

"Not listening your going to say sorry. I,m beginning to read you much
better. Now go to bed and have that wank".

He shut the phone off.

 I sent him a text, "Sorry xxxxxx ?"

I went to bed and did as I was told. I bet he did too, I would ask
tomorrow.

Over the meal we talked furniture and found out that Uncle Pete had got a
massive house clearance to do and would I like to go and have a look
tomorrow and look at the place. I would have first choice on anything I
liked and we would agree a price.

"Ok if I bring Jason if he,s off duty".

"Course you can, he,s a nice lad, always welcome" They had met Jason a
couple of times now and he and my parents had all got on very well.

"Thanks, but please don,t tell him about the flat. I will be possibly be
explaining to him when it,s finished".

"No problem Jamie, it,s your business".

I phoned Jason.

"Your going to hate me, but I have to go to a house tomorrow morning to
look at furniture. I said the owner of the flat wanted Uncle Pete, who he
knows, to look at and recommend some pieces and Pete thought I would help,
after all I did design the place. Could you get the time off and come with
us"?

"I would like that, but i,m not sure I can get the day off. I will try to
change shifts and do nights. I,ll call you back soon".

"Ok, but will you be ok to do that"?

"It will be fine. Oh by the way I liked the text, did you have a wank"?

"Yes, did you"?

"Of course, call you back".

Half hour later he rang.

 "I rang Sister Thompson and she told me I could have the day off and she
would find cover for me. I told you she was lovely".

We chatted for a while longer and said goodnight.

It was a great day. We got to the house, a huge place with 5 bedrooms 3
reception rooms a huge entrance hall, all full of very expensive quality
furniture.

After a couple of hours we had toured the whole house and selected enough
stuff to fill my flat. Jason really enjoyed himself and it was obvious he
had a good eye for quality.

"Ok men that about does it, I will let the guy know the cost and get it
stored for him. I think sometime next week I will get it to the flat, any
chance for a hand guys"?

"No problem with me Uncle Pete, but it will depend on Jason,s shift. Any
idea what day"?

"We have to wait until the flats ready, will have to let you know". Said
Uncle Pete.

We got dropped off at my place in time for a meal and told mum and dad all
about the day.

"So long as you can help with finishing off Jamie then we can get all the
stuff in." Dad said.

"Right Eff, are you ready we will be late if your not"?

"Just my hair to do and i,m all yours my hunk". Dad said, "Oh Gawd".

"You two out then?" I asked

"Going to the Social, so will be late back. Can,t give you a lift Jason so
why not stay over tonight"?

"Well, if thats ok, yes please".

"Ok guys, see you tomorrow".

We made ourselves comfortable in front of the tv, but had no idea what was
on. I was miles away. I had a question for Jason which would be easy to
ask, but the answer was going to be the problem.

Almost since I met him I had had this thought about something and it had
nagged me all that time. I just needed the right moment to talk to
him. Jason staying overnight and mum and dad out seemed to be perfect
timing.

"Whats wrong"?

"Nothing, just thinking"

"What about"?

"You, me, us".

"Sounds interesting, I hope".

"Wait, let me think".

"Ok, but just say it, you know you need to whatever it is".

Finally I said, "Well i,m going to ask you something that will sound really
stupid. There is no right or wrong answer so it wont make any difference to
me what it is. I know that wont make sense now".

"Just ask, you have really got my thinking".

"Ok. You may think i,ve lost it, but here goes". My heart rate was going
up.

I stood up and looked down at him. "Jason, have you got a scar or a tattoo,
but i,m sure it,s a scar, about here"? I pointed at my right bum cheek.

He just stared at me. "It,s a scar how the fuck did you know that"?

I knew it I JUST KNEW IT, there could be no other explanation for the dream
I had after talking to Billy when I was involved with Trevor.

"Is it quite small, a sort of oval shape with a bit going up to the
right. On a map it looks a bit like Cyprus"?

"For fucks sake Jamie, how do you know that. Unless you have been peeking
at my ass how could you know"?

"Well I hav,nt been peeking at your ass, can I see it"?

He stood up, undid his belt and jeans and pulled them down to show just a
little of his bum were the scar was. He looked at me with his mouth open.

"My God, I knew it was there, How did you get it"?

He pulled his jeans up and tightened the belt. He looked straight at me and
said."It happened when you floored me, there was a bit of broken bottle and
I fell on it".

"Oh Christ, i,m sorry, but that makes it even more weird".

"Why"?

"Sit down ,I need to go through all this. I tell you it,s really strange,
even more now".

He sat and I sat next to him.

"Ok, this is going to take some time".

"No problem, apparently i,ve got all night now".

"I actually think Billy told me. Sometime after he died I began to get
involved with another guy".

"Trevor, I know".

"You do"? Ah well, who cares".

"We all knew, but nobody would dare say anything, especially me"!

"I always go and talk to Billy every week, never fail and this time I
talked to him about Trevor and the fact I................, well you know".

"No I don,t it was your life and I know how confused you must have been, go
on".

"Well, I asked Billy to send me a sign, help me because Trevor said he was
straight, but he was happy to be with me and, well, you can guess the
rest".

"Lucky Trevor"!

I smiled at him.

"Anyway I had this dream, four times and it was exactly the same each
time. In the dream some guys were in the shower, but only one was in focus,
the others seemed to have a mist around them. I can only think it was so I
would consentrate on the guy with the scar, it was very obvious, oh, and a
nice ass"! I tried to make it a little humorous, but my mind was working
overtime.

"But Jason, IF Billy was telling me something about you and me, I had those
dreams long before I gave you the scar. Of course I cant prove anything,
but there is one other thing and it,s just come to me".

"Christ what the hell is coming now"? He was looking at me with wide eyes.

"Those showers are not the school ones, I think they are the showers in
your gym, I have never been there but I know the tiles in them are blue and
yellow, right"?

He just sat there for a long time and stared at me. At long last he said,
"Yes they are, but what the fuck does all this mean"?

I just smiled. I knew now what I had known for a while. I got up and pulled
him to his feet. We stood just inches from each other.

I put both hands on his face and whispered.

"I have no idea how the dream came to me, but I will always believe it was
Billy telling me that I would eventually have a boyfriend with a scar on
his bum and that bum and scar belongs to you". We stood there for a long
time just looking at each other.

"You know i,m going to kiss you now Jason".

"You know I wont stop you Jamie. I loved it when you kissed me at the
club".

I went forward the half pace that separated us. Our bodies touched at the
same time my mouth met his. Nothing was said for a very long time.

The more intense our kissing became so our bodies pressed harder against
one another. By now my arms were around his shoulders and back, his around
my waist. At last we broke away and just looked at each other.

"I think the night club did it for me, I know it,s been a short time and
things are going almost too quick, but I have never been more sure of what
is happening".

He kissed me again and said, "About fucking time too" and smiled at me."So
i,m your boyfriend now"?

"I would like that very much".

"Oh God yes, I have wanted that since we talked at the hospital, after I
talked to you about the bad days".

I asked him, "Do you think we are going too fast"?

"No, you seem to have made up your mind about me and even if it was,nt
Billy giving a message, then something did. How else do you explain the
scar"? "Not only that I know how I feel and I wont feel any stronger about
you and us next week, next month or forever how long".

We sat with his head on my shoulder.

"So where do we go from here. I would like us to move in together, but not
that dump of yours and I certainly wont sleep in that bed".

"We will have to look for a place Jamie, with any luck it wont take long
and together we may find something a bit better".

We were thinking, but I know he would be thinking about something quite
different to me. How should I tell him about the flat? Ah well, here goes.

"I,ve got a place".

"You have, why arnt you in it then"?

"It,s not quite finished and besides I only got the furniture today". I
waited for the penny to drop.

He was still thinking. "Is the brain cell dead then"?

"Surely your not telling me that flats yours and the stuff you got today is
as well"?

I told him the whole story while he sat and tried to take it all in, it
took quite some time because I would often break off to kiss him.

"So nurse, will you move into the flat and cater for my every need"?

"It depends on your needs, but if it includes sleeping with you and making
love to you twice a night and the same before breakfast, then I will
consider it, so long as we can make love again after breakfast".

"Breakfast is off the menu then, no time, but I do have some bad news".

"Whats that"?

"We cant sleep together tonight, the oldies will be back soon and we have a
spare bedroom. So you being in my room will be a bit awkward. We are going
to have to wait until the flats ready unless we can find something else".

"No I can wait and it would be great to make love for the first time in
your place".

"Our place".

Then we heard the key in the door, I shot off the couch and sat in an arm
chair as mum walked in.

"Thought you kids would be in bed" Mum said.

"We are not kids and we have been talking adult chat" I said.

"Oh right, I would love to know what about, but it maybe too adult for me".

Dad came in and said, "I thought you would be in bed by now, anyone for a
drink"?

We both smiled and said "yes".

We all sat around and had a few drinks. Finally I signalled to Jason to
drink up, said goodnight to the oldies. "Come on nurse, bedtime".

"Jamie, Dad and I are out early tomorrow morning we are out all day so we
will see you about 5".

"Ok, have a good time".

"And you two as well".

I looked at them and we all smiled, except Jason that is.

We got to my room and went in. I shut the door and kissed Jason.

"Where,s my room"?

"Here, your staying with me".

"What about...."

I kissed him again and told him to shut up.

"They know and don,t have a problem, so i,m now going to undress you and
make love to you. If you want to call a taxi now is the time to do it".

"I don't have a number".

"I do and you will be home in half an hour".

"Fuck off and fuck me"!

"Oh how romantic"! I said and took his and my tops off.

We took our time. Neither of us wanting to rush things, but finally we
stood naked and even more happy when a certain part of both of us had
joined in the fun.

I looked at his body and it was all that I had thought it would be. He was
shorter than me, 5ft 7 at most, very slim. His was that body type that you
did not have to do anything to make a beautiful sight, for me anyway. I
just loved his slim torso and legs to match. The only body hair was his
black hair and pubes, the rest of his body was smooth and tanned and his
cock stood out in all it,s 6,5 inch glory. His face was such a perfect
sight. Smooth skin, black hair and eyebrows. Full lips and when he smiled,
which was often, lovely white teeth. But it was his eyes that took me to my
particular "Jason" heaven. His were something you could write about many
times and not repeat yourself. I think we all look into eyes much more than
any other part of a body and his were the most fabulous eyes I had ever
looked into.

Large, deep and brown and with those black eyebrows, an instant erection of
the massive kind.

We got into bed and wrapped our arms and legs around each other.

Eventually Jason whispered. "If you keep doing that there is going to be a
mess".

He was right of course and there was. I added to it soon afterwards.

"What happened to the fuck"? He asked.

"Mmmm got a bit carried away, maybe tomorrow morning after a shower"?

"Perfect. How about another wank instead then"?

"Tart", but we began to stroke again. After a long while of this he
suddenly stiffened up and said in my ear, "here it comes Jamie, here - it
-comes"!!!

And cum he did all over both of us. He laid back and I stroked myself
whilst looking at him. Soon I said, "All yours Jason"!!. We were covered
and only had my towel to wipe off with.

We woke when mum gently knocked on the door. "We are going out now boys,
see you about 5". She giggled and I heard her footsteps on the stairs.

I had put my hand over Jason,s mouth in case he said anything.

"That was nice of her", he said.

"There are two reasons she did that, one to say she knew we are in bed
together and two to let us know we are on our own. She has never done that
since I was a kid, so that can be the only reasons, unless she wants us to
know she is happy we are together as well".

"I need a shower Jamie and need to do that on my own, you have yours when I
come back". With that he went out.

I had mine as soon as he had finished and got back into bed. There we
consummated our boyfreindship.

I pulled the duvet off of him and just looked down at his naked beauty. He
looked up at me with that lovely smile all over his face.

It soon changed when I attacked him. I began to tickle him all over his
body, slapping his bum and just throwing him all over the bed. He screamed
out for me to stop.

"Oh you bugger, stop it, Jamie fuck off, i,m going to tell your mum, HELP,
POLICE, stop PLEASE JAMIE". I took no notice, his flaying body, twisting
and turning, arms and legs going all over the bed gave me a massive turn
on. He was still pleading with me as I turned him on his front and pulled
his ass up. With one movement I sank my face in between his cheeks and
rammed my tongue into his bum hole and licked, sucked and kissed it.

"Oh Jamie thats not so bad, ooh yes thats nice. WOW don't stop and I wont
tell your mum"! With that I attacked him again.

"Oh you bastard, you wait till your asleep I will beat you. You just
fucking wait"!! As soon as he said that I yanked him to the side of the
bed, put his legs over my shoulders and entered him before he knew it was
happening. The look on his face was a picture as he realised what had
happened. I lowered my face to his and said, "This gun is loaded and it
will shoot anytime soon". He just looked at me with yet another smile.

"Shoot any time your ready". I slipped the rest of my swelling cock in as
far as I could and began to pump him, slowly at first and then faster as we
both started to reach the point of no return. He was wanking himself.
Closer and closer we reached that point. I kissed him as my cock exploded
inside him over and over again planting my seed into this wonderful man.
Almost at the same time he too shot his lot all over his body yelling as he
came,

"Oh Jamie, oh my GOD"!

I lifted him back on the bed and laid on top of him, both of us still
breathing heavily. We kissed and stayed like that until we had fully
recovered.

"You still going to tell my Mum"?

"No, but i,m going to beat you up when you go to sleep, i,m well
hard". That smile again. I kissed him.

We showered again and spent some time washing each other, then got dressed,
had breakfast and went out to buy a mattress.

"Why do we need another mattress, the one on the bed seems fine", he asked.

"Just me, I want one that has not been slept or fucked on".

"Nicely put Jamie".

The salesman wondered over and asked us if he could help.

"We want a new mattress, a good one, the one on our bed has worn out".
Jason shot me a "your dead" look.

A beam came over him. "Of course, glad to help, now have a look at these".
Phillip, the sales guy might as well have had on his security badge "and
i,m gay as well". He didn,t of course , but he was definitely batting on
our side. I flirted with him big time. Jason just stood with a look of
resignation on his face.

"What about this one dear"? I asked Jason.

"It,s fine, sweetness, but a bit expensive".

"I have good taste, I have you". Jason blushed like hell and Phillip was
lapping it up.

"We will take this one please Phillip, we will trust your judgement as we
can,t try it out first".

He smiled at us both and went off to write out the sales ticket.

"You tart. It,s a wonder you didn't offer HIM to try it out with you".

"Mmm didn't think of that, shall I go and ask"?

"Fuck off".

"Nicely put Jason, but you see my dearest man who I have just fucked, we
will get a bargin soon".

Phillip came back with a broad grin on his face. "Well guys I have found
this one is on offer and I can put a staff discount on it as well, a
present from me, but there is a slight problem in that I found a small
stain underneath the mattress which means I can reduce the price a little
more . Are you happy with that"? He was looking at me all the time.

"Of course Phillip, you are a diamond guy, many thanks". We got it for half
price.

I paid with my card, thanked Phillip very much and left. As we got on the
escalator I put my arm around Jason in the hope that Phillip was still
watching.

"I bet there are no stains on it at all", Jason said.

"Not yet anyway".  He punched me.

After dinner that night we sat around just chatting when Jason mentioned he
had to go back to his flat and get a change of clothes and some books he
needed to study from. "I,m not going with you". I said I did not want to go
there and see the place he and his ex had shared.

Later in bed I explained why. "I just don't want to go there Jason. Hope
you don't mind".

"I would feel the same. I will get a bus and go myself, now do something
naughty".

"Ok I will, but I don't want to go to sleep until you are".

"Why not"?

"Because you said you would beat me up and i,m a bit scared".

"Oh tut tut. I will let you off this time, so long as you get naughty".

"Only if you do". I said.

 Stupid really, we had both started wanking each other as soon as we got in
bed.

We got up just after Mum and Dad, we were going to the flat, but mum had
other ideas.

"Jason you cant go out with Steve and Jamie today".

"Oh, ok, why not"?

"Yes Mum, why not"?

"Jason and I are going to clear his flat out and move it all here. How do
you pay your rent Jason"?

"By direct debit".

"Ok we will go to your bank and stop it".

"But my agreement says I have to give a months notice".

All Mum said was "Bollocks, if there is a problem I will get involved".

I warned him just to agree, "She is dynamite if you get on the wrong side
of her, I would,nt cross her if I were you".

He smiled that smile which gave me such naughty thoughts and said "I
surrender".

Jason moved in. He could not stop thanking my folks. "This is the first
proper family I have had, it was worth the wait" he said.

After we had undressed one another, we snuggled in with arms a legs around
our bodies and Jason,s head on my shoulder. He just lay there saying
nothing. "What you thinking"? I asked.

"Just thinking how lucky I am, finding you and being so welcome by your
parents. It's taken me 21 years to find happiness and sometimes I think
this is not happening and will wake up all on my own in that awful flat. Do
you know Jamie if it were not for nursing I hate to think what my life
would be like".

I propped myself up on my elbow and looked down at him, "What do you mean
21 years"?

"Oh fuck, you worked it out. It was my birthday last week. I did,nt want to
say anything, bit stupid I guess".

"Yes it was, but I would have been the same for sure. Still 21st is the big
one because i,m sure your 18th was no better"?

"Yes, it was a non event and as I knew my 21st would be no different I was
not upset, besides I was with you most of the day and that was all I cared
about".

"But I did,nt know it, do you want another present"?

"Thought you would never ask", he said and kissed me. All the time we had
been in bed we stroked one another and so were as hard as nails.

We could not do anything too energetic so we just stroked one another
until, and as quietly as we could, both shot over one another.

"Happy birthday Jason", and kissed him

"Thank you, I really think every day with you is a birthday" and kissed me
back.

At long last the day came to move in. Getting the furniture up was a bit of
a struggle, but we managed it. There was not a great deal as the flat is
quite small, but I had made as much space as possible by having open
planning. The kitchen, dining area and lounge was all open, the centre
piece was the fire place which I could not wait to get lit up.

We had a good sized bedroom with en suite and next to that a spare room
which was to become our gym with the equipment from Uncle Pete,s house.

The mattress arrived and sure enough, no stain! There was a very sweet note
tucked inside the wrapping. "Sleep well guys, lovely to have met you.
Phillip"

Finally after lots of thanks hugs and kisses we were in our flat alone.
Jason and I had a week off and would set too and get the whole place
organised, but not tonight.

We took our first shower together, changed into shorts and a top and opened
a bottle of champagne. We took it into the lounge laid on the settee and
drank each other,s health. It felt strange for both of us and it was going
to take some time to get used to the flat. I wondered what it would be like
if I were here by myself. Somehow I think it would have taken more time to
settle down, I was so used to company. Still I now had all the company I
wanted or needed.

I pushed him gently forward and took his and my tops off. We laid back and
I did one of my favoite things, putting my arms around him and stroking his
chest and tummy. Jason just laid there with his eyes closed getting a
hardon. After a while I got up and pulled him to his feet and lead him to
one on the dormers and stood behind him with my arms around him. Jason
pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. I did the same. Now naked I
stroked his hardon, mine was all ready for action. I just bent my legs and
after a bit of adjustment I entered him and began to slowly make love to
him, all the time holding and stroking his cock. We did not say a word,
just breathing deeply as we both got nearer to climax. We came together and
as we did so both shouted out the others name. We stayed like that for a
while, then I withdrew, turned him round and kissed him.

"Welcome home Jason.

"Welcome home Jamie".

After another shower we climbed into bed and clung together.

"Phillip,s mattress is really comfortable", I said.

"So long as he never finds out".

We fell asleep.

I woke first and just laid there looking at him. I thought of all that had
gone on in my life, Billy, Trevor and of the hate I had for the man now in
my arms. I could not be more happy and although it would take time for us
to get used to this new way of life, we would be doing it together and
thats all we both wanted. As Jason started to come out of his sleep I
thought, i,m going to marry you soon and leant over and kissed his
forehead.

We did, just after my 21st birthday.

As my wedding present to Jason I organised the honeymoon and told him I
would not tell him where until my speech at the reception. Try as he might
and the others, I kept it a secret.

It was a great day. We each made love to the other as we wanted to have
"extras" at the civil ceremony. Right at the end of my speech I announced
where we were going.

Jason was looking hard at me, as I said to him, "Cyprus for two weeks". He
and I would be the only ones to know the significance of that.

Now, 10 years later we live a comfortable life and are more than happy with
this domestic bliss. We still go and chat to Billy and take him flowers. We
update him about us and our life. It's a comfort to me and I know Jason
does not have a problem with that. I have also stayed in contact with
Trevor. His story was a happy sad one. His cricketing career came to an end
after a great deal of effort and getting selected for the national team. He
contracted meningitis and it nearly killed him. Even though he made a full
recovery the damage was done and he did not play at any higher level of
cricket than English clubs when he returned here. The really good thing for
him was to go into fitness training and now has his own gym in the north of
England. He met a guy, one of his clients, fell in love and they set up
home together. I had been right all along. We have never met again and I
can only guess why.

 I,m in the flat writing this having just completed plans for a rather rich
client. I,m a fully qualified architect now and doing well working mainly
from home. I still manage to work with Dad when he gets busy. Jason and I
work out every day, so keep in good shape.

Jason will be back from work soon after a long slog in A and E were he is
now a Charge Nurse.

I must get dinner on the go as he will be starving. He comes in, we have a
shower and settle down to an evening of being partners and all that goes
with it.



Well, thats it and I hope you enjoyed the story. I know I wont get any
literary awards, not that I set out to get any and i,m sure there are
better authors than I.

I think I did miss out on writing about the early years that most young gay
guys go though during teenage years. I know it was difficult for me and all
I have met and spoken too over the years.

Any comments would be most welcome. I have the seeds of another story and
hope to submit it some time.

Best wishes,

"Jamie" and "Jason"