Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2004 19:33:23 +0000 (GMT) From: roy p...... Subject: Nicky and Jason 1-3 1 Any time I caught sight of him, the new kid in our school, he was looking at me. Staring, more like. It would have been weird, but I found my glances becoming stares too. He was somehow.interesting to look at, in a strange sort of way, and I didn't know why. One day I was able to sit further back than him in class and watch him without his seeing me, and found that I was getting - or really, actually got - a hard on in my jeans. What was that all about? That night, lying in my bed, having what had become my nightly 'play' with myself, I couldn't get the vision of him out of my head and I was harder than I'd ever been - and when I reached the climax of my 'play', the 'good feeling' that swept over me was so strong, I thought I was going to pass out. My dick pumped and pumped much more of the white stuff that came than usual, and I shuddered and shook the bed while it was happening. Over the new kid? Why? I had to find out more. The next day, Friday, I deliberately bumped into him as we moved between classes. "Oh hi", I said "you're the new." I stopped myself saying 'kid' - "I'm Nick!" He blushed bright red. "Er.Jason" he stuttered. "I'm Jason". "Come on" I said, trying to keep his attention, "we'd best not be late for this class!" and dragged him into the room. I aimed him at an empty desk at the back, and sat at the next desk beside him. Mr. Green, our history teacher that lesson, paid no attention to a small amount of noise as pupils talked quietly to each other, and never asked us questions, so I could concentrate on learning about Jason. He relaxed a bit and told me his recent life history, and I told him mine, and I learnt he was the same age as me - 13 - and that his family had just moved into town, and lived only two streets away from me. I started to get 'uncomfortable' in my jeans again, and had to adjust the bulge, which made me unconsciously glance at the same region on him and I saw that he had an unmistakeable bulge there as well! My own dick sprang to full attention, tenting my jeans out rather obviously. Jason noticed me staring down there and sat up more, partially hiding it. "S.sorry" he stuttered, "I." "Don't worry" I said, "it happens to me too!" 'Damn' I thought, 'Why did I say that, makes it obvious I was looking at him down there, now he'll think I'm queer or something' but as I looked at his face he was staring at me down there and had a smile on his lips. The lesson ended, I'd heard none of Mr. Green's words but I'd learnt a lot and my curiosity had been awakened. We stood up and filed out of the room, holding our books in front of us to hide the tents in our jeans. "Come round tomorrow and we'll hang out together" I blurted out, then wishing I'd chosen the words more carefully, and told him my address. "O.K!" he replied, and that smile reappeared. We split up for our next lessons and I couldn't see him around at home time. That night, in bed - or rather on the bed, it was so hot, I 'played' with myself three times thinking about Jason. He got hard there too! What did he think of to get like that? We were only talking to each other, so he could only have been thinking about me.me.me...what?? That fascinating boy got hard thinking about me, like I got hard thinking about him.what on earth??? Gallons of the white stuff again. The knock on my door woke me. "Come on, Nicky - you've got a visitor!" Mum's voice. Visitor? At this time of night? I struggled to focus around my room. It was daylight! Where's my clock - half past nine! I jumped out of bed, found my old jeans and pulled them on, and a t- shirt, and raced down the stairs. Jason was standing in the hallway, wearing rather tight faded blue jeans, a jumper and.that smile! I froze on the bottom stair and, feeling the tent starting, regretted not putting on any underpants. He was.why should I think 'gorgeous' about a boy I'd just made friends with? But.wow! "H.hi!" I stammered "C...come up to my room!" 'Said the spider to the fly', I thought immediately. Damn! Must learn to think before opening my mouth. "Get yourself some lunch later, will you? I'm off to work now" Mum's words made me jump, I hadn't seen her standing there. " O.oh.O.K! er.Mum, this is Jason - Jason - my mum!" Jason nodded a greeting then came towards the stairs. I turned and led him to my room, rushing in to throw the covers over my bed and hide the stains from last night's 'play'. "Wheew it's hot, isn't it!" I said, uselessly trying to explain my red face. Jason smiled again. That smile. The front door slammed shut as mum went to work. We played with my model cars and planes for a while, then I switched on my computer and we played a couple of games on that. I had to go to the bathroom, and when I came back Jason jumped and I noticed the game screen come back to the monitor. What had he been looking at? I hope not. "Come on, I think I can beat you this time!" he said. He did, but not the next three times. "Do you" he suddenly said, "play about. with." He looked into my eyes, then down at my lap, then back to my eyes. I went red, hard, hot and clammy all at the same time. "Only you said it happens to you too, yesterday, and I wondered if you ever.did.erm.anything with it?" I couldn't get any redder, harder, hotter or clammier. "I.er.I.sometimes!" A long silent pause. "Do you?" Damn. Mouth before brain again. Jason looked back at the monitor screen. Now his face went red. Before I could stop myself, I glanced down at his lap. A huge bulge! "Well.yes. I rub it and.it feels good!" "Does white stuff come." I started. Damn. Brain first, mouth second. Will I ever learn. "Yes!" he exclaimed, spinning his head round toward me again, that smile on his lips. "It shoots out, an' I feel.wow! Every time!" He put a hand on my knee. I jumped. "Sorry" he said, lifting it off. "S' O.K!" I said, my hand on his, putting it back. Why? Hand before brain this time. I looked up at him, he looked at me. That smile. I smiled back. I fell in love. 2 I didn't notice us start to stand up, but as we did, his hand left my knee - but I still held it. Then my other hand found and held his as we stood, looking deep into each others eyes. I could see everything, my future, the meaning of life, everything. We drew closer, lips almost touching, and as Jason said "I love you, Nicky!" I came. I came and came and came and came. Our lips touched and I felt the electric shock of a lightning strike. We parted, and stood back from each other as far as our held hands would allow. Jason looked down me "Er. you seem to have." I dropped his hands, went redder than before, felt the dampness in my jeans and went to run away but he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back to him and kissed me again, breaking the kiss long enough to whisper "Make it happen to me!" then he was kissing me again, this time his tongue searching through my lips, opening my teeth and touching my tongue. I rubbed his tongue with mine, feeling the texture, savouring the taste when he held me tight to his chest and grunted "Urrrmph.uohhh.uahhh.urrrgh" into my mouth. My damp crotch was held tightly against his and I felt his dick pulse as he shot his 'white stuff' into his pants. We broke, gasping for air. "Wow!" we both said together. Sanity eventually returned as we floated down from our 'high'. "We'd better get cleaned up!" I said. "D'y'wanna take a shower?" "I'd better-and I'll have to dry these out too!" holding the damp patch on his jeans between a finger and thumb. I led him to the bathroom and turned on the shower, then pulled a damp towel out of the laundry basket and told him to use it to wipe his clothes, then he said "What about you? Are you going to shower too? Come in with me!" We looked at each other for a moment, then with me leading we stripped off our jeans and t- shirts and he pulled off his pants. "No pants?" he asked, grinning. "I rushed to dress when mum woke me and said you were here" I explained. "Didn't think to". We stepped into the shower, the warm water swilling the sweat and other stuff off our bodies. We both were hard again. "Show me what you do" he said, "when you.you know,. but do it to me!" I held his hard dick in my fingers and rubbed it, as I would do my own. I would have never dreamt I would ever want to do this to someone else, but now I wanted to do it so much to him. His fingers wrapped around mine and slid the skin up and down, it felt weird having somebody else doing it, weird but fabulously nice. He put an arm on my shoulder, I put mine round his waist. He pecked me on the cheek, I turned my head till our lips met, this time it was my tongue's turn to do the searching. We shot our white stuff again, it was exciting watching it coming from someone else's dick. "It's called spunk" he said. "Or come, because it comes!" We laughed. We showered. We played splashing and spraying water over each other. We held each other tight and kissed again. Deeply. Meaningfully. We finished the shower, I got us towels and we dried off, then wiped our clothes with the damp towel and walked back to my room, holding hands as we went. I sorted us out some clean clothes, I gave Jason a pair of shorts and found a pair of cut-offs for me, and a t-shirt each. We went back to the computer game, then after winning a couple of games each we went downstairs and found a large plate of sandwiches mum had made before she'd left. She must have thought I wouldn't bother to make anything for us myself, quite right too! Mum knows me! 3 After the somewhat late lunch we went back upstairs and sat on my bed. So many toys and games, but lost for something to do! My head was full of questions, a brain full of not understanding. "Why did we do that?" I asked, "Why do I feel like this.about you.us?" Jason thought hard for a moment, his face looking lost without the ever-present smile. That smile. "I don't know" he said eventually, the smile returning. "Prob'ly the same reason I feel like I do about you. I think we've fallen in love". "What are we going to do about it?" "Dunno. What do you want to do about it? Don't you like it?" "Dunno. 'Course I like it. I think I love you." I said. My turn to smile. Jason put his arms round me and we fell back on the bed, holding each other tight. "I love you I love you I love you I love you!" I said. "An' I love you too! So we are in love!" and he kissed my cheek again. I was in heaven. Mum found us asleep on my bed, Jason's arms still around me. She gently woke us up, and told Jason he'd better phone his parents to see if they'd let him stay over. He smiled, grinned and raced downstairs to use the phone. Mum sat on the bed. I went red in the face again, knowing that she'd found me in his arms. She smiled. "He seems a nice boy. Don't break his heart. And don't let him break yours". I coughed, spluttered and nearly choked. "Don't worry, Nicky, I've known for a long time". "Known?? Known what??" I gasped between coughs. Mum patted my knee. "That you'd grow up preferring boys!" she said, smiled at me, got up and left my room. Dammitall, what did she know about me that I didn't? and how did she know? Did I have 'gay' tattooed on my ass or something - I froze in horror - gay - me? - queer? - I'm not. Jason came back through the door, bright red in the face, but still with that smile on his lips. "Mum said something strange." we both said together, except he said 'your' in front of it. "What?" I asked first, before he could. "What'd she say?" "Well, she spoke to my mum about me staying - it's O.K, by the way - then she put the phone down an' told me not to break your heart! As if I would? But why did she say that? What's she say to you?" "The same thing, really - but - she said she'd known that I would grow up preferring boys, but I don't think I'm." "Gay? Like me? I know I am, never want anythin' to do with girls, that's why when I say I love you, I know I really mean it. If you don't want anythin' to do with a gay boy, that's O.K, I'll go home now, an' say I'm sorry, its just that I really do love you, Nicky, even if you don't want me to - sorry". The smile had gone, replaced by fear, loneliness, rejection. A tear formed in the corner of his eye. That did it for me, I burst into tears and held my arms out to him. "Come here Jase, an' make me a gay boy too!" I sobbed. He ran to my arms, fell into them and onto my bed and we hugged and cried our eyes out. Mum called us to dinner about an hour later, and we both sat and ate like we hadn't eaten for a month. She couldn't stop smiling all through the meal. Very off- putting, that, when your mum knows more about you than you do. After dinner I was excused my usual washing - up chore, with a brief "I'll do that!" from mum, followed by a "and I'll see you both at breakfast!" as we ran up the stairs. That sank in as I closed my door - there wouldn't be a 'time to settle down now' later on, nor a 'shall I get the folding bed out for your friend?' which usually happened if anyone stayed over. We were going to sleep together! In my bed!! Suddenly the word 'boyfriend' leapt into my head, and I felt scared - then very, very happy. We played on the computer, then with my cars, then read some comics, then back on the computer. "What were you looking at when I went to the bathroom this morning?" I asked, immediately wishing I hadn't. No, he couldn't access.Jason tapped a few buttons, typed in a password and.up came my hidden (or so I thought) file of 'naughty' pictures I'd saved from the internet. Pictures of young men I sometimes used when I. "How did you." "I know a lot about computers. It's a hobby. So I searched for protected files, and lots of people use their name as a password so." "Nick" I said. "Yes" he said. "I tried 'nicholas', that didn't work, tried 'nick' next and.there you are! Once I saw the pictures, I knew you were the same as me, liked the same things, so I could somehow bring up the subject of.like I did". "Oh!" I said. Jason smiled the smile that made all of me warm, and parts of me twitch. Looking at that smile was like jumping off the edge of the world - I could fall for ever. And I did. "Time for bed" I said, putting on my best wicked smile. 4 Jason switched off the light. We undressed, and bumped and touched each other as we climbed on the bed. It was all very exciting, and I was very, very hard. I guessed he was as well. I lay on my back, and he on his side, he put his hand on my chest and rubbed it gently. He teased my nipples, rolling each in turn between a finger and thumb. I moved my hand, and it brushed his hard dick, making him jump a little. O.K, I knew what I liked, what I wanted, and if the name for it was 'gay', then I was gay. His hand slid gently down my chest, over my stomach, and touched the flagpole that was my dick. I wanted him to hold it, caress it, rub it hard and fast 'till my five seconds of heaven came, but instead he whispered in my ear "I wanna try somethin'. Tell me if you don't like it an' I'll stop". I wondered what he was going to do - I felt him move down the bed, one arm pushed its way under my waist, his chest brushed my leg as he crouched up over me - then I felt something warm and wet slide over the exposed top of my dick. It certainly wasn't a hand! Further down it went, then something else warm, wet and slightly rough licked the most sensitive top of my.licked!! He was.with his mouth!!! Up and down he went, flicking his tongue across the top on the 'up', then sliding it down the underside on the 'down'! this was far to much for me to control, and BANG! I shot, or 'come' as he called it, BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Eight times in all, or nine or ten, I wasn't counting, but a lot. A hell of a lot. He scooted back up the bed, across my chest and kissed me hard. I tasted the salty sweetness of my 'white stuff' on his lips, his tongue.O.K, I knew what it tasted like, I'd tried it once but thought it a bit nasty.but on his tongue, mixed with the taste of his saliva, it was the manna of the gods. Yes, I've read a bit of Greek mythology. I reached a hand down to wipe the rest off my stomach - it was dry! "Where's it all gone?" I asked. He knelt up over me on the bed, took my hand and patted his stomach with it. "You swallowed it all?" I asked, a little too loudly he must have thought, as he put a finger across my lips and 'Sshhhed' at me. At school, people started noticing that Jason and I were always together and I suppose all sorts of gossip started about us. One Saturday we were walking in the park, just chatting between ourselves, when Fabian came the other way. He asked why we were holding hands - I hadn't noticed, but we were. "Are you boyfriends?" he asked. Jason and I both blushed red, but we didn't part our hands. Now I'd known Fabian for years, we'd been best friends for ages, but he didn't seem put out that we hadn't played much together recently, just curious. "Err.well.I suppose that we.err." I didn't know how to answer that. "I love Nicky very much!" Jason butted in, "and I believe he loves me, so yes, I suppose we are boyfriends". I felt so embarrassed, I didn't want others to think I was.different, I feared the hate that might come my way. Jason was O.K, though. "Wow, that's cool!" he said. "I'm glad you've found someone who's like.er.that is, someone to love!" Hang on, I thought, 'someone who's like.me!' That 'gay' isn't tattooed on my ass, its on my forehead! How come both Fabi an' Mum knew I was 'different', an' I didn't? Fabi saw the look in my eyes that questioned his knowledge. "Look Nick, were best friends - I hope we still can be, it's just that I could never love you.that way. I know we messed around a bit before but." "Yesyesyes, O.K." I interrupted. Alright, Fabi and I 'messed around' twice before, playing naked wrestling on my bed that ended up as a detailed exploration of each other's bodies, and trying out what James in our class had said about 'rubbing it till you make milk', but this was part of my life that I didn't want Jason to hear. "Anyway, it's cool. I'd still like to hang out with you - anytime you don't want to be.alone, that is". "I had a friend", Jason started, "at my old school. Richy. We were best friends for years, like you two are. We used to 'mess around' together too, until one day he said he didn't want to do that any more. I couldn't understand, we were such good friends, and it had been such good fun together doin'.things, y'know, like.well.y'know. I thought he was just embarrassed, so I tried to get him to.again, but he hit me an' ran out of my house. He shouted 'Queer' at me as he went. I was shocked, but came to realise he was right, I was.different. He never played with me again, and I thought I'd never find another friend in the world, I felt so alone. Then we moved here an' I saw Nicky at school an' here we are! I don't suppose it'll last, but while it does I want to make him as happy as he makes me, jus' being here." "It'll last for ever if you both want it to" said Fabi. I looked at Jason, he looked at me. "We want it to" we both said together. Our heads closed together. "Go on" said Fabi, turning away. "I won't look!" Jase and I kissed. In the park! In public! "Come on!" said Fabi, "Let's go get a pizza, an' celebrate your engagement!" He ran off before I could punch him! The second before we all went for that pizza, Jase looked into my eyes. 'Marry me!' his eyes seemed to say. "Yes!" I whispered, grabbed his hand and ran after Fabi.!"d myself saying 'o him as we moved between classes. "