Date: Fri, 18 Jun 1999 14:39:42 PDT
From: Luke
Subject: joshua-10

Disclaimer
Don't read this if underage or upset by teenage boys doing sex stuff, etc...

This is fiction. But hopefully someday the better parts of this will be fact.

Thanks to nifty for posting it.

Enjoy

				 Joshua 10

The aftermath.

OH DEAR JESUS CHRIST! I squeezed my eye's shut so tight they were hurting,
in hopes this was just a dream. The post orgasmic high that I had been in
had quickly vanished sending me plummeting down to this crappy reality --
what a bummer. I could still feel the phantom cocksucker still sat at my
feet with their hands on my smooth thighs. I was scared shitless, as was
the mystery man at my feet I could hear his heavy breathing; I waited for
Tom to start screaming every horrible name under the sun at me. It seemed
like an eternity passed with out a sound or a word; then I heard the pin
drop, well that's what it sounded like. 3 distinct pings, I instantly knew
what it was, Tom's ring. I knew I had to do it, I didn't want to but I had
no choice, I opened my eyes. At first all I could see was the blinding
light, than it started to fade and a blurry picture emerged. I blinked at
least a thousand times, than it all became clear. Sat at my feet was
non-other than Jason, in all his fucking glory, his head still turned to
the now empty doorway. Beside him lay Toms half of the silver ring, I
slowly picked it up at the same time moving Jason's hands of my thighs, he
was now looking straight at me. I read the inscription on Tom's ring, than
I noticed it they weren't identical like I had thought, mine had said 'I
love you' while Tom's had said 'forever always'. I started to cry than, my
world turned blurry once again, I always hated it when I cried 'cause I
looked like a moron, but I seemed to be doing it a lot lately. All the
numbness I had felt was now replaced with pain, guilt and anger. The tears
flowed like rivers down my cheeks, I felt Jason pull me into his arms to
comfort me, to try and make me feel better. I fell into his arms crying
like a baby. WAIT WHAT WAS I DOING! Jason was the reason this is all
happening.

"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I literally screamed it at him; I
pushed him away and saw him recoil in fear and pain.

"But I love you" he was now starting to cry too.

"YOU DON'T FUCKING LOVE ME! YOU CAN'T LOVE ME! YOUR JASON THE PLAYER! YOU
ONLY CARE ABOUT ONE THING AND THAT'S YOURSELF!" I had stood up and was
quickly pulling my boxers and trousers back up.

"Can't you see, it's better this way. I did this for us -- for our love" he
shuffled over to where I was standing and wrapped his arms around my
waist. I pushed him away.

"JASON THIS IS NOT BETTER! I LOVE TOM NOT YOU; I COULD NEVER LOVE AN
ASSHOLE LIKE YOU. YOU USED THIS FRIENDSHIP THING JUST TO GET CLOSE TO ME;
YOU DON'T DESERVE FRIENDS. I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN." He lay heaped on
the floor crying. I took the watch he had given me off my wrist and threw
it at him, it hit him on his back causing him to whimper in pain, I didn't
care I hated his guts. I looked towards the doorway to see Tom's parents
stood there with the look of shock on their faces. Oh great what now.

"Look I don't know what's going on but I think you should both leave, I'll
call you some cabs" Tom's dad nodded to his wife who quickly ran off to
call us some cabs. He came in the bathroom and grabbed us both by our arms
and escorted us out. In the hallway I saw a quick glance of Tom
disappearing back into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him. I called
out to him through my endless tears with no prevail. We were led down the
stairs and dumped on the doorstep to wait for the cabs. The night was cold
and dark, and I was still crying like a bafoon, I also heard quiet sobs
coming from Jason.

"I love you" he said in an almost whisper.

"Don't fucking start that again, I told you I never wanted to see you
again" I turned around so I didn't have to look at him, I hated him so much
for what he did, he started mumbling to himself.

"I didn't want to, he made me, I just wanted to be your friend, but he told
me to split you both up" he had stopped crying and was seemingly in a
trance, and what was he saying. I turned to face him again, my curiosity
was getting the better of me, and I had even stopped crying myself.

"Jason what are you talking about? Who made you?" come on you little
fucking cock sucker, let's here what you have to say.

"He made me, I just wanted to love you from afar, and be your friend but he
said I should split you up" he was sat just in a daze, I had never seen
anything like it before, it was down right creepy.

"Jason, snap outta it! Who told you to split us up?" I shook him gently, I
had to resist the BIG temptation to slap him across the face, I knew I
wouldn't stop if I got started. What the hell, SLAP! I slapped him across
the face and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes and a big red hand
print on his cheek.

"I love you" oh for fuck's sake! I wasn't going to get any type of useful
information out of him; he seemed dazed and confused.

I walked in front of the house to see if I could see Tom, for a split
second I thought I saw him, but it was just a shadow. About 5 minutes had
passed, all of which I had spent looking up at Toms bedroom window hoping
to see him looking for me, when the cabs pulled up to take us home. I
reluctantly jumped in the nearest one and left. I watched the streets go by
as Tom's house drew further away, the street lamps stung my eyes like
daggers, and an emptiness filled my soul. I arrived home and paid the cab
fare with some birthday money I had stashed in my pocket. I wandered into
the house, letting myself in with the hidden key. Luckily for me there was
no one up so I didn't have to explain why I was home ... yet. I wandered up
to my room, been careful not to step on any of the creaky floorboards, I
kind of reminded myself of Indiana Jones. I lay on my bed and wondered what
Tom was doing, I wondered if he was crying of if he was sleeping, or if he
was sleeping and crying at the same time. I also wondered how in the world
I was going to get my life back to normal again, and who in the world Jason
was talking about. I took the two rings out of my pocket and laid them on
the pillow beside me, I just looked at them and I started to cry, I drifted
of to sleep taking all my worries and cares with me.

I awoke sometime later in the night; I looked around to see what had woken
me. Sat on the side of my bed, looking at me, was my auntie.

"What are you doing here?" I said, my sleepiness showing through my voice.

"I could ask you the same question, I thought you were staying at Tom's" at
the mention of Tom's name I started crying again. My auntie wrapped her
arms around me, and rubbed my back trying to soothe me.

"(Sniff) how did you know I was here?" I looked into her eyes and she just
smiled.

"I know a lot of things, plus I just wondered into the room to find a pen,
and I found you here" I giggled a bit through the tears. "Do you want to
tell me what happened?"

"Ok" I gave her a hug and started to tell her everything, including about
Justin and Jason. I felt like a big weight had been lifted off my chest and
I felt a little better. "Is there anything you can do? Like a make up spell
or something?"

"No I'm afraid not, your just going to have to sort this out your self, but
maybe we can give that nasty Jason a boil or something" I started to giggle
again, this time though I wasn't crying, I don't know when I had actually
stopped.

"Maybe you can give him leprosy, and his dick can fall off. That would
teach him" we both started laughing.

"Now young man you go to sleep"

"But I don't want to go to sleep I'm not sleepy at all" I wasn't I was
totally wide-awake now. My auntie yawned, which caused me to yawn. Than for
some reason I totally felt like sleeping was the only thing I wanted to do.

"Now some people say dreams are there to guide you, like a window to your
subconscious, let your dreams guide you Joshua"

"But I'm not slee--" I didn't even get to finish my sentence before her
hand was over my eyes, a second later I was fast asleep.

I walked across the cluttered room towards the bed, upon it laid Tom,
curled up with his back facing me. I sat on the edge of the bed and stared
at my feet, I could hear the soft shallow breathing of Tom behind me. I
just so wanted to turn around and hold him, than in an instant the
breathing stopped. I spun around and grabbed him by his side and started to
turn him over, the entire thing started to go in slow motion, than I looked
up on his face. Looking back at me was the face of the skeleton of the
death card, I started to cry and I managed to whisper 'Justin I love you',
suddenly the skeleton faced Tom started to speak too, it wasn't Tom's or
Justin's voice -- it was Jason's -- 'I know'.

I awoke in a cold sweat and sat straight up in bed, I sat for a second to
try and figure our what the dream meant, why did I say I loved Justin? And
why did Tom have Jason's voice? And why did Tom have the face of a
skeleton? All I could remember clearly was Jason saying 'I know'. What the
hell could that dream have meant? I look to my pillow for the rings, they
weren't there, I searched the bed and floor for them but they were nowhere
to be found. I lay back on the bed with my hands on my eyes, crying. I had
lost the rings, I felt like I had let Tom down, more so. I lay there for a
second to gather my thoughts; there was one goal I had. I had to get Tom
back; I also had to find out what Jason was talking about. I just hoped
this wasn't going to be impossible, I find it impossible to do impossible
things, if that makes sense.

End of part 10.