Wilderness Survival
Part 2
By: Jim Carter

Legal Stuff:
In the story that follows all the sexual parts are pure fiction and should read as such. It does not mean the author promotes or agrees with sexual relationships between teenage boys. Please understand that this story is pure fiction/fantasy, don't try to make it anything else.
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Copyright 2002 Jim Carter

I woke the next morning before the alarm clock started singing. I was rested, well I was rested from sleep; one part of my anatomy was far from at rest. Jimmy's was hard too and very big. We were facing each with our arms and legs wrapped around each other like lovers. I was afraid he would wake up and be freaked out. I know I should ease out of bed and get ready for practice, but this just felt too good to move. His head was on my chest and I thought I felt a small kiss on my chest, but when I didn't feel any thing else, decided it was just my imagination. My fear of Jimmy freaking out waking up in a lovers embrace overpowered my desire to stay in his wonderful arms. Just as I extracted myself, the alarm went off.

His eyes fluttered open. "Was I dreaming, or were we wrapped up like lovers?"

"It might have been both." I chuckled. "I was afraid you would freak waking up like that."

"Why? We didn't have sex did we? Just two friends comforting each other in the night, it felt good to me." He said sleepily. I could tell he was going to go back to sleep.

"It felt good to me too. Go back to sleep, I will be back in a couple of hours."

"Okay, there is a spare door key on my desk. If I am still asleep, you can wake me or crawl back in bed again." I could tell he was out with that.

I got dressed and grabbed my bat and equipment bags and headed down stairs. Sally had breakfast ready. It would have been impolite to refuse not that I would ever be impolite or refuse French toast. "Did you sleep good last night?" Sally asked.

"I slept like a log. I even woke up before the alarm clock ready to go. Jimmy went back to sleep, but I had my nap out was ready to get up."

"Who says Jimmy went back to sleep?" Jimmy said as he came in to breakfast. "I slept great." Jimmy sat down to eat with his parents. Since they would be gone by the time I got back they told me to make myself at home and for us to have fun and just be safe. Tim offered to drive me to practice, but it was only about four blocks and I told him I needed to walk to loosen up.

When I got to the ballpark, only Butch, Brandon, Jeff, and Logan were there. "Where is everybody?"

"Dad went to get Philip and Tyler." Butch spoke up. That explained why coach West wasn't there. "Hey guys, did you hear that Taylor Jackson is a faggot?"

"No, who told you that?" Logan asked.

"Calvin told me. The dirty cocksucker is a junior, but if we get enough of us we can still go beat the shit out of him. We have to keep the filthy motherfuckers out of our school. I say we go kick his faggot ass right after practice!" Butch bellowed.

"I can't believe you man. When did you turn into such a bigot. Taylor is your friend and has been for years. You don't even know for sure he is gay and you are spreading rumors. That is not like you Butch!" I challenged.

"Fuck you Carter! Are you a fucking faggot too?"

"Where did all this hate come from, man?" I couldn't believe my best friend was acting like this. I had never seen anything close to this behavior before. "Even if Taylor is gay, so what? He is still our friend, why should we treat him any differently?"

"The dirty faggot is no friend of mine!"

"I can't believe this is my best friend for fourteen years spouting hate and meanness!"

"Carter you sound like a fairy. Hanging around with that Fortner pussy too much. What have you two been doing playing hide the weenie with each other?"

"What does Jimmy have to do with anything? He is our friend why say shit like that?"

"Is that it Carter, you a fucking faggot too?" Butch got right in my face and was punctuating each word by poking a finger in my chest.

I saw red. I grabbed Butch by the collar and threw him up against the wall of the dugout. "Don't ever put your hands on me again. I swear I will rip your head off and shit down your neck. I may be gay, but if you call me a faggot again, I'll stomp a mud hole in your ass and then stomp it dry. Now stay out of my face." I threw him to the side and looked at the rest of the bystanders. "Any of you want some of my ass?"

"No, Jim, we didn't say anything. Are you really gay?" It didn't sink in until then that I had truly told them all I was gay. FUCK, so much for keeping a secret.

"What can I say? I guess I let my alligator mouth overload my tadpole ass."

"Hey man, no biggie you're still our friend."

"Thanks, what got into Butch this morning?"

"I don't know but I think since Taylor was one of his best friends he is afraid people will think he is gay because Taylor is."

"But still why so much hatred wanting to kick is ass and all?"

"He and his old man are both real big bigots, I thought you knew that? Man, they hate blacks and Mexicans with a passion."

I couldn't believe all this time and I didn't know that. "I have known Butch all my life and I didn't see anything like that."

"They both are different when you or your dad are around. Mr. West's business needed your dad sending them business. Your family has a reputation for treating everyone equally and so they put on a show for you guys."

"Believe it or not your best friend really doesn't like you at all. Because you are good friends with Caleb and Demont he calls you names and tries to make fun of you behind your back. We wanted to tell you, but we didn't think you would believe us."

"I might not have, but I wish you would have told me anyway." I realized they were probably right, I was so hung up on Butch I probably wouldn't have believed them.

"What the fuck!" I heard Coach West scream.

I grabbed a bat from the rack. He came into the dugout, throwing people out of his path. His face was red and the vanes in his neck were bulging. "Is it true you're a fucking faggot?" He screamed in my face.

"I'm gay, but I'm not a faggot! Get out of my face mother-fucker!" He drew back to hit me with his fist. I brought the bat up and nailed him right in the nuts. He bent over clutching his nuts. I guess I hit him pretty hard, cause he started puking. I grabbed my stuff and headed out of the dugout.

"Your off the team!" He shouted.

"You figure?" I shouted back

As I was leaving the ballpark, Butch came to the fence. "You're dead mother-fucker!"

"You talk big, want to come try to kick my ass? Huh, come on, if you're so tough come get a piece of me." I made like I was lunging at the fence and he jumped back. "You're just a bigoted coward. All smoke and no stroke. I can't believe I used to care so much about you. You're pathetic, you and your old man both."

I left the park watching my back for the first block or so. Shit, shit, shit. Why did I have to open my big mouth. I have to get to Jimmy and tell him before anyone else does. He will probably hate me too, but it has to come from me. I hope he doesn't hate me. Why did I care so much how Jimmy would take the news all of a sudden? Shit, everything seemed too good, too special. I guess it was. Oh well, at least there is only one more week of school. Next year will be high school, maybe that will make a difference. Even if they don't hate me my friends won't hang around with me afraid everyone will call them fags too. I got to get to Jimmy and explain what happened. Damn, damn, damn, why did this have to happen now?

I trudged up to Jimmy's front door and rang the bell. He swung the door open and his smile changed to a worried look. "You don't need to ring the bell, just come on in. What happened? You look like you lost your best friend. What happened?" There was real worry and concern in Jimmy's voice. He took my bat bag and sat it down, then took my hand and led me over to the couch. "Tell me what's wrong. Please tell me. I want to help."

I swear I won't cry. I won't let him see me cry. Why is it so hard? I don't usually cry. "Jimmy, I have to tell you something. I like you and I like hanging with you." He tried to say something, but I cut him off. "These last couple of days I felt special and more alive or something. Anyway, what I have to tell you will probably spoil all that. I didn't want this to get out, but I lost my temper and just ruined everything. I will understand if you want me to go, but I hope we can soon be friends again."

"I will always be your friend. What happened that makes you think I won't? You didn't kill somebody or rob a store did you?"

"No, I didn't rob or kill anybody. Well, I might have busted some nuts, but didn't kill anybody."

"Whose, what happened? Tell me already."

"Jimmy, I'm gay. I have known for a couple of years and kept it a secret until today. I got mad and just blurted it out. Butch's dad was going to hit me with his fist and I took a bat to his nuts. I don't know what else to say, I hope you don't hate me too."

"Fantastic!!! Hate you I love you! I have loved you for three years!" He said something else, but I couldn't understand it. He jumped on me and started kissing me like crazy. I was so happy I was crying. He started crying too. Jimmy was lying on top of me and our tongues were working overtime. We were both hard as steel. The phone rang. "Damn, I better get it, it could be dad and if he calls and we don't answer he will worry and might even come back."

"Hello."

"Hi Mr. Carter. I mean Tom. Yes, he is right here, just a second." Jimmy tossed me the phone and said. "I will give you guys some privacy." He started to leave.

"No wait. You need to hear the whole story too and I don't want to tell it a thousand times. Hang on dad, another call coming in." I switched over. "Hello." "Hi Tim, how was your trip?" "I am glad you had a safe trip. Look, something happened this morning. No, no, Jimmy is fine and right here. It was me, making a scene at the ballpark. Dad is on the other line. I am going to ask him to come over and we will call you back so I can do this all at once if that is okay. Cool, thanks, we will call back in a few minutes." I switched back to dad. "Dad, can you and mom come over, so we can call Tim and Sally and I only have to do this once. I was going to call, I guess bad news travels faster than I thought. Okay, see you in a few."

"They are on the way over and I told your dad we would call him back. I want to get this over with and tell everyone I care about at the same time."

"You're smart too, that is another reason I like you so much." He backed up his statement with another kiss. We were starting to get carried away again. "We better slow down. I am not sure I am ready for your mom and dad to catch us all excited."

"Me either. Smart thinking."

"Just know that I am in this with you. We will get through this together."

"Thanks, that means a lot to me."

"I could do no less for my boyfriend. You will be my boyfriend, won't you?"

"Yes, that sounds really nice. I have never had a boyfriend before."

"Me either, except for the imaginary one I have had for the last three years." We just grinned at each other. The phone rang again. Jimmy answered.

"Hello." He scrunched his eyebrows. "Yes, it's a good thing too." A grin came over his face. "Well, it sure would fuck up my parade if my boyfriend wasn't gay, so I think it is good that he is." I could tell he was getting angry. "You're a sorry asshole of a bigot, but don't let that keep you from kissing your mirror." A smile crossed his face. "We may be gay, but you must be the faggot. Like they say. Thou doth protest too much." His smile was getting bigger all the time. "No thanks, I don't do bigots." He burst out laughing. "He didn't even give me a goodbye smooch."

"I take it that was Butch."

"More like Bitch, but yep it was him. I wanted to tell you what a bigot he was, but I was afraid you would just get mad at me, so I just didn't say anything. I am sorry I didn't say anything."

"No, I probably wouldn't have listened."

"Do your parents know you are gay?"

"Yes, I have always been close to my parents and I went to them when I was struggling with how I was feeling. They were surprised, of course, and didn't know what to do or say to help me. They told me they were clueless and needed some time, but they made sure I knew they loved me and would everything they could for me. They kept on and on about it until I had to tell them; enough already, I believed them. It was funny actually." We both chuckled.

"I told my parents way back then too. They know I am in love with you, by the way." I must have a worried look on my face. Don't worry, they both love you too, not the way I do, but they think you are special. In fact when I wanted to take the wilderness survival challenge, Dad is the one to suggest I ask you. Then when you said you wanted to go, he suggested I find the courage to tell you I was gay before we left. He said then if you didn't back out, I would have a week to somehow tell you about my feelings for you. We pretty much jumped over that bullshit. Huh?"

"Yep, I guess we did fast forward a bunch. I can't say have loved you too, cause I never though of anyone except Butch like that. I have always thought of you as a friend, but you were never around much for the last few years. Then when we started talking about camping and hiking, I all of a sudden thought about how beautiful you were. In just a few hours, I felt so comfortable with you and being around you gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. Then last night after I went home, I couldn't get you off my mind. I couldn't wait until this morning to come back over. I knew it was late to ask to come back over, but I had to give it a shot. Then this morning when I woke up, man, it was heaven being in your arms like that. It was all I could do to keep from saying 'fuck it' and kiss you, no matter the consequences." Just then the phone rang again. This time Jimmy went to the base and checked the caller ID.

"Hi coach. What's up?" Jimmy's smile grew bigger. "Yes sir, I know. He is right here would you like to talk to him?"

"It's Coach Wilson. He got a call from West. Coach wants to talk to you."

"Hi coach. I guess you know by now that I am gay and got kicked off the Cardinals." He told me he has a gay brother and loves him very much. He asked if I wanted to be an Indian. "Well, yeah, coach that would be cool if you want me." He assured me he wanted me and to come to practice with Jimmy tomorrow. He said they would get my uniform ordered and in before our next tournament. "Thanks coach. I will do my best to make sure you don't regret your faith in me." He said some stuff to give me the big head and I just turned red. Jimmy was giggling, I'm sure he guessed what was being said. Then he asked me about the bat to the balls. I couldn't help but spit out a laugh. "Yes sir, it's true. I got at least a double when I connected with those balls." We all laughed. "See you tomorrow. Bye coach."

"Well we are teammates after all. I love it."

"Have I told you how beautiful you are?"

"Well, no you haven't, but you are the beautiful one anyway."

"You are so very beautiful, both inside and out. I love sitting here holding you like this." Just as we started kissing the doorbell rang.

It was mom and dad. They started out with twenty questions. Mostly wanting to know what Randy West was talking about suing for assault.

"I only want to do this once, so lets call Tim and Sally and everyone can hear at once."

"Let's go to dad's office and use the speaker phone, it will be easier." Jimmy suggested.

I told the whole story of this morning and then told about Coach Wilson offering me a spot on the Indians. Tim made some comment about trying for three years to make me an Indian. We all laughed.

"One more thing. Jimmy and I both have some news for you guys." We looked into each other's eyes. "Jimmy and I are officially a couple now." Congratulations were given all around. Dad asked what time Tim and Sally were getting home tomorrow, so we could go out to eat as a family to celebrate our news. Tim said Sally's aunt had forgot they were coming and made other plans, so they were going to come back tonight. He said they had just gone so that Jimmy could have some privacy to tell me he was gay. He said he made reservations at Delton's for tonight just before we called him back. When asked how he knew we were a couple he first gave us some bull about knowing everything, then told us he got a call on his cell phone warning him about the faggot hanging around his son. He said if we had confessed to each other we were gay, he was sure we were together. He said they knew Jimmy was in love with me, but when they saw me this morning, they knew I was in love with Jimmy even if I didn't realize it yet. He said we were both just beaming. So he called and made reservations. He said mom and dad would find a message on the answering machine when they got home telling them.

Dad said. "I am going over to Randy's and get the two hundred bucks initiation fee back they charge every player."

"Don't worry about it Tom, I sponsor the Indians and we pay for everything."

"I know, but it is the principle of the thing and two hundred bucks will just about cover dinner, don't you think it is fitting for that bigot to pay for the celebration dinner for two gay boys?"

"Yes, it is fitting, but take someone with you when you go."

"I will, I think I will take Charlie Jeffery. Bringing a black cop into his house will probably just fry his sore gonads."

"I like the way you think Tom."

"Okay, we better let you guys get back on the road. We have some things to do before dinner. We will see you guys in a little while."

"Okay, we are leaving now, so we should be there in about an hour. We will see you in a little while. Bye!"

"Bye!" we all said. Jimmy and I were in each other's arms and kissing before the door was closed behind my parents. Our eyes met and we both started up the stairs hand in hand. I couldn't help but look behind at Jimmy's cute butt.

I dropped his hand and cupped his butt cheek. "You have one beautiful butt. When you pulled that towel off and let me see your naked butt, I thought I was going to cream my boxers right then."

"You don't know how close I came to ripping those boxers off and making wild passionate love to you."

"And this morning when I woke up wrapped in your arms and legs with our cocks pressing together. Damn, I thought I was in heaven, but scared to death of how you would feel about it. I wanted to kiss you so badly, I had to get out of bed before I couldn't stop myself."

"I know, I want to wake up that way for the rest of my life. Why mess with perfection?"

By this time we were in the bedroom taking off clothes between kisses. When I had Jimmy down to just his boxers I said. "I am about to get my first real look at your cock, but I have seen enough to know he is huge. I am pretty small compared to you, I hope you are not too disappointed." I knew Jimmy didn't judge me by the size of my cock, but I couldn't help some nervous moments waiting for the unveiling.

Jimmy stopped and pulled us close together so that we couldn't proceed. He put both hands behind my head, looked me square in the eye and said. "I didn't fall in love with your cock. I fell in love with Jim Carter. Everything about Jim Carter. As long as it is part of you, your cock is perfect." He kissed me deeply and reached to take my boxers down. I pulled his down too.

We got on the bed and looked at each other. I was the first to break the silence. "He is beautiful and huge, but from how big he looked soft, I was afraid I couldn't get him in my mouth."

Jimmy giggled. "It doesn't get much bigger hard from what it is soft. Just harder. He is yours from now on, do with him as you please." He gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "I am in heaven. Little Jim is perfect. I told you I didn't fall in love with your cock, but is it okay if I do now?" With that we pulled into a naked embrace our tongues and our grinding bodies was filling us both with awesome warmth and pleasure.

"Damn, as much as I want to go out and celebrate our love, I would rather stay here and really celebrate our love."

"Me too, but we have the rest of our lives for loving. I guess we better let our parents celebrate with us over dinner. I don't want them in our bed."

"Now that is a scary thought. Okay, we better get up and shower."

"Unless we do something to knock the edge off and tide us over, we won't be able to sit through dinner without trying hurry to get back and get naked."

"You're right. I want to taste every inch of your beautiful body, but with time like it is, maybe we should just beat each other off."

"That will work, but won't a sixty-nine be just about as fast?" Jimmy didn't bother to answer, just turned around and dove for my cock. I took his beautiful eight inches and started to slowly try to work it deeper down my throat. His cock tastes and feels even better than it looks. We are both moaning with pleasure.

I was getting so frustrated. I wanted to concentrate on giving him pleasure and then his talented mouth would send me into fits of moans of my own pleasure. Back and forth pleasure me, pleasure him. This would be fantastic if we had all the time we wanted or needed. Since time was not on our side, we were settling for what we had time for not experiencing the magic moment we should be sharing for our first time. I think we both realized something was wrong at the same time. As much as having this beautiful naked boy in my clutches was turning me on, my desire for a magic moment was stronger. Neither of us had our passion satisfied, but both of us were sure it was time to stop. I kissed his beautiful cock before turning around face to face.

"I'm sorry beautiful, but I want our first time to be special and, this is just, I don't know forced or something." I gave him a tender kiss on the cheek.

"I know, I felt the same way. I felt cheated or rushed or something. I am so glad we both wanted to stop until we could make our fist time special. It may happen tonight or it may not, we know we are completely in sync and when it does happen it will be the right time. Our love has to be stronger than our lust; neither of us can doubt that. Let's go get a shower."

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Part 3 should be along shortly.