Date: Sat, 9 Aug 2008 16:47:01 -0400
From: K.L. Montgomery <niftywriterkev@gmail.com>
Subject: Me and Jason (Revised)

"Me and Jason", revised and completed 2nd edition.
by: K.L. Montgomery
E-mail: niftywriterkev@gmail.com
Copyright 2008.  All Rights Reserved.

Contains explicit sexual content. Intended for mature adult
readers 18+. This story is based on actual events.

Introduction
============

This is the revised second edition of "Me and Jason", a story
that I originally wrote and published on Nifty.org during
the spring and summer of 2006. Instead of dividing the
revised five parts, I have put them all together to form
one complete story. All spelling errors have been corrected
and I've written a follow-up that appears at the conclusion of
the story. I hope you will enjoy this revised and complete
version of "Me and Jason".

Chapter 1: The Beginning
========================

It was August 2, 1999, and I was turning 16. Life was pretty difficult for
me at the time, for my grandmother had died of cancer that previous winter,
and my dad was in jail for trying to molest my sister, and my sister was
just sent to juvenile detention camp after she got caught trying to sell my
medicine to her friends, and for hitting the principal the day she finished
8th grade.

My mom was taking night classes to become a massage therapist, and we were
living in the basement of my uncle's house because we got evicted from our
house after the landlord found out about what my dad had done. Yep, life
sucked back then, but there was one bright spot in my life: my best friend
Jason.

Jason was a very smart young guy. He was classified as a Genius because he
scored so high in his IQ test. We both lived in Georgia, though he lived
minutes away from Atlanta and I lived onthe outskirts of the metro area.

My birthday was so-so: I got $50 from my mom (money was tight because she
was saving up to put a deposit on an apartment, $30 from my grandpa, $20
from my mom's youngest brother, and $15 from my uncle, who we were staying
with.

I had just got off the school bus and in to my uncle's house when my
aunt called me up to the upstairs livingroom. "Happy birthday, Kevin"
she said

"Thanks."

"You have a message: your friend Jason had just called
and said he wanted to talk to you. Something about coming over to pick you
up so you can spend the night with him on your birthday. You might want to
call him back, just to make sure."

"Okay, thanks."

She gave me the phone and I dialed Jason's number. The dial tone
beeped twice, then it clicked.

"Hello?"

"Hey, this is Kevin. Is Jason there?"

"This is him, buddy. Hey, happy Sweet Sixteen".

"Yeah, right. It's not so 'sweet' for me."

"Oh, I've got just the solution for that. I'm fixing to head on over to
your place and pick you up. I'll make your birthday one to remember."

"Sounds good."

"I'll be there in an hour, so get ready. Later." Click!

I handed the phone back to my aunt, who was watching "Days Of Our Lives."
I headed downstairs to take a shower, put on some clean clothes and wait for
Jason to arrive.

An hour passed when my cousin came downstairs.
"Hey, Kev, your friend Jason's here."

"Thanks. Tell him I'm coming."

"Okay."

So I went up the stairs and out the front door. Jason stood inside the
porch, his hair soaking wet.  "It's storming like hell out here. Quick,
let's get to the car before we get soaked."

So we ran down the stairs of the front porch and across the mushy lawn to
the driveway and got in his car.

As he was backing out of the driveway, Jason handed me an envelope. "This
is from my parents.  My present for you's waiting at the house."

I opened the envelope to find a birthday card with two $50 bills
inside. That brought my birthday money total to $215. I hoped Jason had
something nice for me.

So he turned out of the highway into the interstate, and cranked up the
radio. We listened to 99X, his favorite station. We sang along to all of
the songs that we knew until he took an exit into another highway, then
turned into the subdivision where he lived.

We pulled up at his driveway, and got out. It wasn't raining in College
Park, but it was thundering, so it looked like a storm was headed our way.

We got inside, and his parents sang the birthday song to me, and gave me a
small red velvet cake. That was my favorite kind.

"Why don't you take that upstairs with Jason and he'll show you what he
got you."

They handed me a fork and a large glass of milk and I went upstairs with
Jason to his room.

He opened the door and turned on the light. On his bed, wrapped in a shiny
red bow was a brand new stereo system.

"Cool! Thanks buddy!"

He hugged me and said "Happy birthday, Kev."

So we put the stereo on the floor and laid there on the bed. I ate some of
my cake and saved the rest for when I went back home.

We played "Quake" on his computer until his mom came in with a pizza and a
six pack of Pepsi.

"I ordered you boys a pizza for dinner. Have fun, now."

"Okay, mom!"

"Okay, Mrs. H. Thanks for the money."

"You're welcome, Kevin"

We ate our pizza and had a couple of Pepsis, then got back to playing more
"Quake".

We were so engrossed in the game that time just flew by. Before we knew
it, it was 11:30.

"Hey, Kev! It's 11:30, and David Letterman's fixing to come on. He's got the
stupid human tricks tonight!"

So he exited "Quake" and turned on his TV so we could watch Letterman.

The monologue was really funny, as Letterman made fun of President Clinton
about his sex scandal with Monica Lewinsky and the fact that he was facing
a hearing to determine if he was going to be impeached.

"Alright, folks, we'll be back with tonight's Top Ten list and Stupid Human
Tricks right after these messages. Stay tuned!"

The audience applauded as Paul Schaeffer and the band played into the first
commercial break.

During the commercials, Jason asked me if I could keep a secret.

I said "Of course. I'm your buddy.  You can trust me."

"Cool, because I don't want anybody else to know."

"About what?" "Well, um, it's about sex."

"Wow. Sex?"

"Yes, Kevin. Sex."

"Okay."

"Anyway," Jason continued, "I have been acting really awkward to guys. I've
become attracted to them. Hell, I've had an attraction to guys since I
started puberty."

"What are you trying to tell me, Jason?"

"What I'm trying to tell you is that I'm gay."

My heart skipped a beat and my jaw dropped open. My best friend was gay!

"Have you ever felt attracted to guys before, Kev?"

I could barely talk. "Umm, sometimes", I said in a hoarse whisper.

"Have you ever felt attracted to me?"

"Uhhh..yes! Um, no...I don't know...I feel that way sometimes."

He stared right into my blue eyes, and that's when I spilled my guts.

"To be perfectly honest with you, Jace, yes, I have been attracted to
you. I've been attracted to you so much, that I like to picture you naked
when I jerk off. I have been attracted to you, and yes, I'm attracted to
you right now! There! Are you happy now?!"

I was breathing really fast and shallow, and I was sweating.

"I think I might be...you know....gay, too."

Jason smiled at me and then said "Well, what do we do now?"

"I don't know, but I do know I've got a hard-on so bad that I think it may
tear a hole in my jeans."

"Yeah, me, too. But I've got something for that." He got off the bed, and went
to his closet.

"I've got something that'll do just the trick."

He pulled out a bottle of lubricant, a small box of tissues, and a
videotape. He walked over to his TV, and put the tape in his VCR and pressed
play. He sat back down on the bed, and said "Just watch this tape; it'll make
you really horny, I promise."

The video came on and there was two guys sitting next to each other on a
couch, feeling up each other's cocks through their pants. Then, I saw
Jason's hand reach over to my crotch, and he rubbed my stiffy through
it.

I moaned softly as he took my hand and placed it over his crotch. We were
copying what we were seeing on the video. Then, the two guys in the video
took off their shirts. Jason then took mine off and then his.

We were now half naked, touching each other's hard cocks through our
jeans. The guys on the video were feeling up each other's muscular chests,
and then Jason began feeling up mine.  He paid careful attention to my
nipples, gently stroking them with his fingers then gently pulling on
them. I returned the favor. My cock grew harder, trapped in the denim
prison.

The guys on the video were now completely naked, and jerking each other's
big cocks off. So off went my pants and underwear and Jason's too. My 5
1/2" erection was sticking straight up, and Jason lubed up his hand and
slowly began jerking me off.

"Ohh, that feels nice," I said.

I put some lube on my hand and wrapped it around Jason's 7" teen cock.
We were laying on the bed, butt naked, jerking each other off.

Then, Jason climbed on top of me, and grabbed his cock and mine in his hand
and began jacking off again.

"Ohhhh..." I moaned, enjoying the feel of his dick sliding against mine while he
jerked us off.

He leaned down, and started kissing me, slow and tenderly, like in those cheesy
romance movies. I laid there and let him kiss me, his tongue going inside my
mouth and exploring it, running his tongue over my gums and teeth, and then
over my tongue. I was getting very horny now.

"Hey, dude. Wanna get a blow job?"

I couldn't speak. My voice was gone, but I nodded my head yes, and he
slithered down my body and began sucking my dick. My body jerked, and I
felt my balls tighten up in their sack.

"Whoa, shit!" I started squirting off, filling his mouth up with my boy
cream. He even swallowed it!

He got up, and started kissing me again, with my cum in his mouth. It
tasted like warm milk. I began using my tongue to clean his mouth, getting
every bit of cum that I could.

"Dude, that was awesome!" I said, my voice half-shot.

"Yeah, you must've liked it a lot. Wanna give me a blow job now?"

"God, yes!"

So he straddled my face, and inched his hard cock past my lips and into his
mouth. I slowly sucked on him, varying the suction and using my tongue.

He was moaning, running his hands through my thick brown hair. I felt some
salty liquid stuff leak out of his cock. It tasted good.

He began rocking back and forth, pushing in and pulling out his cock while I
sucked on it.

"Ohhh, yeah, dude. Feels good...gonna cum soon."

I began using more suction, forming a tight wet seal around his hard dick,
forcing more of that salty liquid out of his dick hole.

Then, he began thrusting in and out of my mouth, and his cock went deeper,
and I thought I was gonna choke.  Then, I took a deep breath and he thrust
really hard into my mouth, his cockhead going past my gullet and into my
throat.

I started breathing in through my nose, inhaling the musky scent of his
pubic hair, and then: "Holy fucking shit, dude! I'm cumming!"

He let out a load groan, and I was afraid he'd wake up his parents. Then I
felt warm liquid filling my throat. The only thing I could do was swallow
the stuff down.

He kept cumming and cumming, and I kept swallowing and swallowing, until
finally, his cock went soft and he pulled it out of my mouth. He collapsed
next to me on the bed, panting and shaking. He laughed, and then I laughed.

On the video, one guy was having sex with the other, his cock going in and
out of his friend's ass.

"Wanna do that to me, Kev? Wanna have sex with me?"

"Yes," I croaked.



Chapter 2: "A First Time For Everything"
========================================

It was almost 12:30am, and a rock group was performing on "Letterman". Me
and Jason were laying on his bed when he asked me if I wanted to take this
little encounter we had to the next level. I was a bit nervous because I
knew what would happen next, but my body was saying "Do it!"

"Yeah, Jason. I'd really love to."

So he grabs his TV remote and switches it over to "Conan O'Brien", then lays
back on top of me and starts kissing me, this time a little harder. I opened
my mouth so his tongue could meet mine.

We made out with each other for almost 15 minutes, through Conan's monologue,
which mostly was a bunch of sexual jokes about Bill Clinton.

Then, he started kissing my neck, long and tenderly. He gently nibbled the
large vein bulging against the side of my neck, then went down further and
started licking my nipples. He bathed them in his warm spit, then he gently
bit them. A jolt of chills went down my spine. He went even lower, swabbing
my belly button with his tongue, and he nibbled on it, then started running
his tongue over my abs.

By that point, my dick was erect again, this time it was even harder, and I
swore it must've grown another inch. The head was lightly purple and a
bubble of pre-cum glistened at the slit. He used his tongue to lick it off,
then he started sucking me off again, taking every last inch down his
throat until his nose made contact with my pubes.

He would go up and down over and over again, until I felt like blowing
another load. "Oh, dude, I feel like I'm gonna shoot again!" I whispered
strongly to him. So he stopped sucking it, and got up. He moved back to the
other side of the bed, and handed me his bottle of lubricant.

"Go ahead, dude. Fuck me." I almost shot off right then and there when he
said that. So I put a generous amount of the lube on his asshole, and
rubbed it in, then put some more on my dick, which was so hard at this
point, that I thought it would break in half.

"Is this gonna hurt you?" I asked.

"It will for a few moments, but I can handle it."

He grabbed my dick and pulled me closer to his back, then pressed the swollen
knob against his virgin hole.

"Now push," he said, and I did. The head disappeared in his ass. He let out
a sharp hiss.

"Want me to stop?"  I asked.

"Fuck, no, dude! Keep going."

So I carefully pushed forward, and slowly the rest of my cock disappeared into
his ass.

The feeling was hot and extremely tight. Jason moaned as I
started to thrust in and out, slowly and gently, so that he could get used
to the feeling. I did this for 10 minutes, until he started moving his hips
back against me.

So I went a little faster, fucking him with hard strokes. I felt my balls
tighten up in their sack, and my dick grew even bigger up his ass.

I started picking up the pace, increasing the speed and depth of my
strokes, until I was fucking him so fast and hard, that we almost fell off
the bed.

"Ohhh, yeah!" I moaned. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Well, do it then!", he said sharply.

I began thrusting hard into him, my balls slapping against
his smooth pale ass with a wet smack, and then I felt my orgasm coming. The
feeling began deep in my balls and travelled up my dick.

"Ohhh, shit!" I grunted.

Then, I exploded, sending big spurts of my teenboy spooge deep up his
ass. I kept shooting so much, that my balls were drawing up inside my
groin. Finally, the spasms came to an end, and I stopped.

I pulled my softening cock out of his ass, and it made a funny little
squishing sound. I could see some of the cum I shot leaking out of his
slightly gaping asshole.

I laid back down on my back, my whole body covered in a sheen of
musky-smelling boysweat.

After a few minutes, Jason turned over on his back, and I could see that
his cock was really hard. I could see every vein pulsing in his shaft. The
head was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum.

Now it was his turn. He got up on his knees between my legs, and then he
did something really cool. He buried his head between my buttcheeks, and he
started licking my asshole! Jeezuz, that felt incredible!

He was sucking and slurping on it, and he made little grunting noises, kinda
like a pig. That made me laugh.

After a few minutes, he got up again, and applied a huge dollop of lube on my
asshole, which was loosened up from him rimming me. He put a good bit more
on his dick, and he gave it a few hard tugs, grinning at me lewdly.

"Okay, you're gonna need to relax, I mean, REALLY relax. This will hurt for a
few moments, but then it'll feel really good."

He picked up my legs and threw them over his shoulders, then he slowly pressed
forward until the head of his thick cock entered me.

I bit my lip to keep from yelling out loud and waking up his parents. He
looked at me the whole time as he slowly inserted his cock inside me
until his balls pressed against my ass.

Then he began fucking me just like I did to him, with slow gentle strokes at
first. The pain was indescribable for the first few minutes, but then it
disappeared, and then I felt my cock grow hard again. He saw this, and he
grabbed it and began jerking me off in time to his fuck strokes.

"That feels good." I whispered. "Go a little faster."

So he did. He fucked me and jerked me faster and faster until I felt him grow
bigger in my ass. He started fucking me hard and deep, and every time he thrust
in, his dick hit something firm deep inside my ass, which made my cock twitch and
leak some serious pre-cum. Over and over, he kept hitting that firm spot,
and then, something incredible happened.

My cock started going off, and this time, I shot harder than ever! Big
thick ropy strands of my jizz landed on his sweaty chest and over mine, one
spurt landing right on my mouth! My ass muscles clenched his dick real
tight, and then I heard him yell "Holy fuckin' shit!" as he shot a big
load inside my ass.

He collapsed on top of me, and we made out passionatley, my cum smearing
all over our chests. After a while, he pulled out of me and I could feel
some of his jizz leaking out of my hole. We laid there for a while and then
he feel asleep. I stared at his beautiful teenboy face as he slept.  Then I
closed my eyes and feel asleep, too.

We slept late in to the next morning, when Jason's mom knocked on his door.

"You guys come down to the kitchen and eat some breakfast. I made
pancakes, eggs, sausage and bacon!"

Jason woke me out of my sleep and said "She fixed us breakfast. Wanna eat?"

I yawned, stretched my arms and said "Yeah, I'm fuckin' starved!".

So we both got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen and we both ate.

After we were finished, Jason's mom said "It finally stopped raining,
guys. The sun is out and it's not too hot out there, so why don't you both
go outside and play some basketball in the driveway." So we did.

We spent all afternoon playing basketball, and then sometime after four in
the afternoon, Jason's dad came outside and said "Kevin, your mom
called. She says she needs you to come home. Something about moving, not
really sure." So we both went back inside, and grabbed my new stereo and
the leftover cake.

As he was loading the stereo in the trunk of his Dodge Neon, he said "I
really had a good time last night. Did you?"

I smiled at him and said "Dude, you have no idea how good of a time I had.
This was the best birthday ever."

So he dropped me off back at my uncle's house. My mom was waiting in the
driveway, standing next to a U-Haul truck.

"Mom, what's this moving truck doin' out here" I asked.

"Last night, I put a down payment on a nice apartment at Pine Lakes.
The landlord said we can move in today!"

I thanked God and then I went inside and helped mom pack up our things and put
them in the truck.

Later that night, we were finally out of my uncle's basement and in a
roomier apartment of our own. I finally had my own room again. The monthly
rent came with free utilities, water, and cable TV. After we had unpacked
everything, it was after midnight.

I was about to go to my room and go to sleep, when my mom asked me if I had
a good time over at Jason's last night.  I said "Mom, you don't know how good
of a time I had with him." I gave her a peck on the cheek and said goodnight
to her.

I laid down on my bed, and the images of last night's sex with Jason got me
hard. I jerked off while replaying all of the hot action in my head. Then,
after I came, I dozed off.


Chapter 3: Four Years Later
===========================

It was June 21, 2003, and I was having a bad day. First,
my parents divorced. Second, I was laid off from my job
at K-Mart because the manager was afraid he'd have to
close the store for good. (Back then, K-Mart was in
bankruptcy protection and they had to close stores down
to cut costs.) And third, my first boyfriend Brian was
cheating on me, and I called off the relationship after
I caught him fucking one of his friends.

I was very depressed, and I was expecting things to go from
bad to worse.

After breaking up with Brian, I had to leave his apartment.
So for a few weeks I stayed at my mom's house. I still went
to night school to become a computer technician, but that was
the only highlight of my day.

One night after class was dismissed, my cell phone rang as I was
unlocking my car door.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hey, bud, it's Jason. What's goin' on?"

"Nothing."

"I heard about Brian. What an asshole. How are you holdin' up?"

"Well, I'm staying at my mom's until I can get a new job. I got
laid off from K-Mart."

"Wow. That sucks. Hey, you wanna stay over at my apartment for
now?"

"Well, if it can get me away from my troubles I will."

So later, after stopping by mom's to pack my bags and tell her
I was gonna stay with my friend Jason. She was more than happy to
let me go.

Me and Jason have been best friends since childhood, and we did
practically everything together.

I arrive at Jason's about a quarter past 11 that night. I rang
the doorbell and he let me in.

"Kev!" Jason exclaimed. He gave me a hug, like he hadn't seen
me in forever.

I felt something wet brush my face, and I backed away to see
that Jason's face was red and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Jeez, what happened to you, Jace?"

"Well, my boyfriend Kenny broke up with me a couple of hours
ago. That's why I called you. I didn't want to stay here alone."

"Sorry to hear about that."

"Yeah. I guess this means were both single now."

We both laughed. It was very hot in the apartment, and I
asked him why.

"Yeah, the central air unit is not working, and me and the
people living in 5 other apartments don't have any air
conditioning. That's why I'm using these cheap dollar-store
box fans until the maintenance people come to fix it in a
couple of days."

I was sweating bullets, so I asked if I could take off my shirt
to cool off.

"Sure, go ahead. I was about to do the same."

I peeled off my white cotton t-shirt and sat down on the
couch.

Jason studied me for a few moments. I was 19 at the time,
and had a lean slender build. Brian always called me a "twink".
But I had a 6-pack showing, even though it wasn't well defined
because of my light skin.

Jason sat down next to me and took off his shirt. Unlike me,
Jason was built. In high school, he was a star on the soccer
team.

His pecs were defined, the dime-sized nipples were dark pink
and hard, the little nubs sticking out. He had a well defined
six pack and there was a trial of jet-black hair that led from
his navel down to inside his gym shorts. The bulge in his shorts
big, suggesting that he was well-endowed.

Apparenly, I stared at his crotch too long, and he cuaght me.

"What's on your mind, Kev?", he asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just horny. Haven't had sex in 3 weeks."

Jason smiled. "I haven't fucked in a month. What should we
do about it?"

"I dunno. What do you want to do."

"Give me a helping hand, dude! I need to cum so bad my balls
are about to burst!"

Before I could respond, Jason's gym shorts were off and so
was his underwear.

His cock, semi-hard, was laid back against his stomach; the
huge sack of balls were sagging in the heat, the skin sticking
to his legs.

He reached under the middle cushion of his couch and pulled
out a small packet of lube. He opened it and gave the packet
to me. I took half of the packet's contents and dribbled some
over his shaft and put a large drop on my hand.

I wrapped my hand around his shank and began to move it
up and down slowly.

Jason closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

For a few minutes, I jacked him off this way until he
grabbed my hand and moved it faster. I didn't want him to
cum too early. Besides, I had a few J.O. techniques that
I wanted to try on him that I read about on a gay website.

I let go of his cock for a moment. He was fully hard, the
head curved slighly upward, pointing at his belly. I took
my index and middle finger and started stroking the sensitive
underside of his shaft while rubbing the swollen head with my
thumb.

Jason let out a sharp hiss as I worked him that way for a few
minutes, before I stopped again. Jason's dick was engorged,
and a drop of pre-cum was bubbling from the slit.

I lubed up my other hand and began massaging his balls
while I jerked him off.

His balls were loose, and the soft warm skin glided along
as I stroked them and groped them. Jason began to moan as
I sped up a bit.

Then i took one of my fingers and began teasing his asshole
with it, gently stroking the taut pucker of flesh and then
proddingit with the tip of my finger before I shoved the
whole finger inside.

I felt more of his pre-um leak out into my hand as I began
fucking his ass with my finger. Then I began to use the tip
of my finger to gently rub his prostate.

Jason's breathing became ragged and loud, so I knew it
was about time for him to shoot.

I gripped his dick tightly and stroked him off, and with a
loud "Ohh!", Jason began to shoot.

I watched as a small spurt of cum shoot out. I stroked
him harder, and the next spurt fired high into the air,
landing on his belly with a "plop!".

The third spurt went over his head and hit the wall; the
fourth landing on his left cheek. A few more drops leaked
out from his cock and his spasms ended.

Jason laughed, so I figured he enjoyed it. The cum that
hit the wall slowly trickled down and disappeared behind
the sofa.

Jason cleaned himself up with his shirt and turned to me.
I was pitching a tent in my shorts, and Jason grabbed my
crotch and gave it a good squeeze, drawing a gasp out of
me.

Jason unfastened and unzipped my khaki shorts and pulled
them off.

I was in nothing but my boxer briefs. Jason looked at the
tent in my underwear and chuckled. He put his head in my
lap and started sniffing my crotch.

He must've enjoyed the smell of a day's worth of sweat and
a slight hint of piss because his cock got hard again.

I was giggling because he was making little grunts, like he
was a pig eating his slop from the trough.

Soon, he bagn licking my underwear, tasting the musky
concoction from the day, and my cock got even stiffer.
Finally, he pulled them down with his teeth, and he
anchored the waistband underneath my heavy nuts.

Jason looked up at me and smiled, showing his pearly white
teeth.

"You know, I would give you a hand job but I figured you'd
want something better."

After saying that, he started licking my cock like it was a
peppermint candy cane. I sighed, and laid back to enjoy the
moment. He licked my cock, pausing at some points to tease
the slit with his tongue, drawing out my reserve of pre-cum.

Then, he took my whole cock in one fell swoop, not gagging or
anything, until his chin was touching my balls.

I thought it would be a turn-on if I talked dirty to him
while he sucked me, so that's what I did.

"Yeah, dude. Suck my cock. Take it deep. Ohh, fuck! That's it."

Jason throated my cock over and over again, causing shivers
to run up and down my spine.

He paused for a few moments to concentrate on my balls. He
sucked first one, then theother, and then both into his hot
wet mouth, bathing them in my spit.

Then he pulled down my underwear to my ankles and he began to
lick my asshole. Damn, that felt good!

He then started sucking me off again, using his hand to jerk
off the base, while he used a finger from his other hand to
fuck my ass. His finger hit my joy button, and that's when I
lost it.

I grabbed his head and buried his mouth to the hilt with my
cock and began shooting off. I was shooting so much I lost
track of how many spurts I shot out.

Finally, after 15 seconds, my cock ran dry and Jason pulled up
off of me. He leaned up and gave me a kiss, and I tasted my cum.

It was really hot, our tongues were dancing in each other's
mouths as we kissed and kissed for what seemed like a whole
hour. Finally, Jason broke the kiss and he got up.

"Dude, I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed."

He pulled a pillow from his closet and tossed it to me.

"See ya in the morning", he said before walking away to his
bedroom.

I smiled at let out a low chuckle. I was gonna have a lot
of fun living with Jason.


Chapter 4: Fun At The Movies
============================

The next evening after Jason got home from work, we went to see a
movie. About halfway through the movie, Jason began to rub my thigh.
There was no one sitting near us in the top row of the seats,
so I let Jason continue.

He squeezed and massaged my thigh for several minutes, then began to
fondle my crotch. The feeling of his hand squeezing my package,
combined with the sensation of my dick rubbing against the denim of
my jeans, caused me to throw a rod almost immediately.

I looked over at Jason and he grinned at me, exposing those shiny
radiant teeth. He leaned over to me as he continued to grope me.

"Hey, Kev.", Jason whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I'm so fuckin' horny right now. I need to blow a load very badly.
Meet me in the men's room in the lobby in 5 minutes. Okay?"

"Okay."

Then he stuck his tongue inside my ear and that made me shiver.

Jason got up and walked out of the room. For the next five minutes I
tried to pay attention to the movie, but couldn't. I was really horny,
too. After the five minutes were up, I got up and left the room as well.

I walked down the hall of the lobby to the men's room. When I walked in,
I saw Jason waiting for me. He was at the sink washing his hands. I
smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Listen, buddy, we ain't got much time. Someone could walk in at any
moment, so we gotta make this quick. Okay, Kev?"

"Sure, Jace. Let's get to it."

Jason kissed me on the cheek and we went to a stall at the very end of
the room. Jason went inside, followed by me. I closed and locked the
door behind me, and Jason got to work unzipping my jeans.

He pulled out my cock, my 6 ® inch cock all nice and hard with pre-cum
oozing from the slit. Jason wasted no time getting to work on me. He
swallowed me whole.

"Oh, fuck!", I sighed.

Jason was sucking me off using great suction and a lot of tongue, which
I liked. I was shaking and shuddering as Jason sucked me off in the men's
room.

It was a thrill doing something like this here, because any other guy
could walk in, and we could both risk getting arrested for doing this.

I was so over-the-top horny that I really didn't last too long. With a
sharp hiss, I was squirting cum into Jason's sucking mouth. He sucked and
swallowed, getting every last drop out of me. Finally, my spasms stopped,
and Jason pulled off of me.

I sat down on the toilet and he stood up in front of me, unzipping his
fly and fishing out his rock-hard 8 ® inches. I wasted no time getting to
work on him. Jason was breathing noisily as I worked on his cock. I tried
swallowing the whole thing, but couldn't do it. I tried again, this time
breathing through my nose and tilting my head downward. After a few
attempts, I managed to get all of his monster down my throat.

All of a sudden, I heard Jason emit a loud gasp and then I felt him shoot
his cum. I pulled up so that just the head of his cock was in my mouth, and
he shot the rest of his load over my tongue. His cum was as sweet as milk.
I hungrily swallowed his load, quenching my thirst.

Jason pulled his softening cock out of my mouth, tucked it back inside his
fly and zipped up. He unlocked the door and opened it to look around. There
was no one else inside, thank God. Jason gave me the all clear signal and we
both quickly left the men's room.

Sucking dick got us both hungry, so we left the theater and drove to McDonalds
to get a sackful of Chicken McNuggets and fries, and two large drinks. As we
were driving back to Jason's apartment, we were laughing our asses off because
we sucked each other off in the men's room and got away with it without being
caught. That was one great experience.

Jason had a cool idea that we should drive around for a while and talk, just
like we used to do when we were young. Jason turned on the radio to 99X, our
favorite station, and the new Linkin Park song was playing, "Somewhere I
Belong".

We ate our McNuggets and fries and sang along to all of the songs we knew.
Jason told me a bunch of dirty jokes he found on the Internet, and I told
him the ones that I read in magazines.

By the time we finally decided to head home, it was way past 3am. We got
inside the apartment, and Jason closed and locked the door behind him. And
that's when Jason kissed me.

It started out with just long and tender kisses, but then he began to kiss
me ferociously, his tongue attacking my mouth. Our tongues were doing the
tango inside our mouths. Jason managed to unbutton my shirt and pull it off.

He carried me to his bedroom and he laid me down on his bed and stripped me.
Jason began taking off his clothes, and then he laid down top of me and began
humping his nice big cock against mine.

I could feel his sticky pre-cum coat my hardness, and that made the sensation
even better. Jason then laid down next to me and he said those three magic
words: "I love you."

I smiled at him and told him that I loved him, too. We started making out
again, and after a few minutes of doing this, Jason reached over to his
nightstand and pulled out a bottle of I.D. Glide lubricant.

He lubed up his cock and began jerking it off as he raised my legs up in the
air and began to lick my asshole. God, he was good at that! He licked my taut
asshole and stuck the tip of his tongue inside me until more of it went in.

He fucked my ass with his tongue until I was good and ready for his big cock.
He dribbled some lube on my asshole, and then he slowly stuck his cock inside me.
I grunted as the wide head of his cock broke through my O-ring.

He paused for a moment to see how I was doing, then he began to push slowly until
he had his whole dick buried in my ass.

"Oh, yeah, dude," Jason moaned. "Your ass is so fuckin' tight!"

He began to fuck me with slow gentle strokes. My cock was extremely hard, and
I was afraid to touch it because it may go off. Jason continued fucking me,
and the room was filled with the sounds of panting, moaning, and groaning.

After about 5 minutes, Jason started picking up the tempo and I closed my eyes
and drifted off to paradise. I could hear Jason moaning loudly, and I could hear
my breathing become shallow and ragged.

10 more minutes passed and then Jason picked me up and held me as he began fucking
me with more urgency. I could feel the head of his cock bumping against my prostate,
which caused me to moan in excitement.

Jason was jackhammering his cock into me, and I could feel myself getting closer to
busting a nut. I began kissing Jason with unrelenting passion. Jason began fucking
me with hard savage thrusts, and once his cockhead rubbed my prostate again, that
was it for me.

I moaned loudly into Jason's mouth as I shot a geyser of cum all over our sweaty
chests, one spurt hitting Jason on the chin, another landing on my nose. That's how
intense my orgasm was.

As I was cumming, my sphincter muscles clamped tightly over Jason's cock like a vise
and that's when Jason broke the kiss to let out a loud scream. He fired off inside
my ass, his body convulsing and sweating heavily.

We collapsed back on to the bed as the final spasms were driven out of us.

The next day, Jason and I arrived at my mom's house so I could pack up my belongings.
I was moving in with Jason. Believe it or not, at the time my mom didn't suspect me
and Jason were lovers. She still didn't know I was gay. I tried really hard to keep
my first gay relationship a secret, but with this new one, I wasn't sure how long
I'd be able to keep it on the D.L.

A couple of weeks later, I graduated from night school as a certified computer
technician and quickly found work at a computer store.


Chapter 5: The Incident
=======================

It was May 5, 2006, and me and Jason went to a bar down the street from
our apartment with some pals to celebrate Cinco de Mayo. We were all having
a good time, drinking Corona and shooting tequila. Jason had the best time,
but by midnight he had gotten piss drunk, and we had to go home before he
passed out. My friend J.T. was the only one who didn't drink alcohol, so
he was the designated driver. As we were driving back to the apartment,
Jason began singing Fall Out Boy's "Dance, Dance", and his vocals were off-key,
slurred, and unintelligible.

When J.T. pulled his car into the parking lot at the apartment complex,
Jason was knocked out. Me and J.T. and his friend Brent had to help Jason
walk to the lobby, and hold him up while we rode the elevator up to the top
floor where our apartment was. We also had to help him down the hall and
into the apartment.

When we got inside, J.T. and Brent laid Jason down on the couch in the
livingroom.  By that time, Jason had woken up and was cussing out Brent
after he took off Jason's shoes.

By that time, my other friend, Enrique, had came over to visit, and when
Jason saw him, he began yelling and insulting him, telling him to go back
to Mexico where he belonged. "Now Jason, you know I'm not Mexican. I'm from
Costa Rica, remember?" "Fuck you, Enrique. You stupid son-of-a-bitch, leave
me the fuck alone!" Jason got up, and started going after Enrique.

I got in front of Enrique, and pushed Jason away, saying "Stop it,
Jason. You're drunk. You need to take a cold shower and go to bed." Then
Jason started attacking me. "Fuck you, Kev! I don't fuckin' need you to
tell me what the fuck to do, you cocksucking faggot!"

And then he came after me. "Jason, stop it! Get away from him!," yelled
Enrique.  "Suck my pinga, you asshole!", Jason snarled back.

Then...POW! Jason punched me right in the jaw. I fell to the floor, and
Jason started kicking me in the stomach. By the time I hit the floor, J.T.,
Brent, and Enrique were wrestling Jason off of me. Jason was able to kick
me in the head before being pulled away, and that's the last thing I
remembered that night.

When I woke up, I was in the hospital, my jaw swollen and numb, and my head
and chest were both sore. I looked over to my right and saw Enrique sitting
at a chair near the sink playing a game on his PSP.

I managed to croak out a sharp "Hey", and Enrique looked up at me and
smiled.  I tried to smile back but my mouth was hurting so bad that all I
could do was look chagrin.

"Wha...happened to...me?" I mumbled.

"Jason went ballistic on you."

"Where is he?"

"At the police station. They're keeping him in the drunk tank for the
night."

"I don' wanna press charges on him...he was drunk and probably couldn't
remember wha' he did. I thin' we need some time apar' so he can get himself
to'ether."  My voice was slurred because of my sore mouth.

"How bad am I hur'?"

"Well, you had one of your lower left teeth knocked completely out, roots
and all, and you have a cracked rib and a concussion. You should be going
back home by the end of the weekend. Lucky for you, they were kind enough
to save your tooth and reattach it. Nonetheless, you're looking at a liquid
diet for the next week so the tooth can get re-acquainted with the others."

"Ar' you al'ight?" I mumbled.

"Yeah, but I got a nasty little knot on the side of my forehead from
hitting the end table while getting him off of you. A police officer is
going to come by your room in a couple of hours to ask you some questions."

"He ain' gon' be a'ested, is 'e?" I said, my voice hoarse and nearly shot.

"If you don't want him to be arrested, just tell the officer you don't
wanna file charges against him."

I started crying, my sobs muffled by the numbness in my jaw.

"It's gonna be okay, Kev. He just had too much to drink and got carried
away.  I'm sure he'll think hard about that before he touches another
drink."

At around 11am, a nurse woke me up from my late morning nap and said the
police officer was here.

"Hello, young man", the officer said. "How are you feeling this morning?"

"Much better than last night, sir. They've got me on a morphine drip right
now so I won't be in agonizing pain."

"That's good. Now, we're holding Jason at the jail. He's got a nasty
hangover, but other than that, he's fine. But he was sobbing all morning,
saying he was sorry."

"I figured he would."

"Now, your friend Enrique told me you all were at a bar last night having
some drinks, and Jason had a little too much to drink, and when you guys
took him home, he got angry and started picking fights. Has he ever done
this before?"

"No, sir. Never. But he's never gotten drunk before, either. Usually he'll
have a beer or two and that's it. But it was Cinco de Mayo and he was in a
great mood and wanted to celebrate because he just got a promotion and a
pay raise at work."

"Has he ever hit you before?"

"No, he never did, sir. That is, until last night."

"Has he had a history of violent behavior?"

"No, sir. He is a nice guy. He loves me very much."

"I beg your pardon?"

"Me and Jason are both gay and we live together. We've been partners for 3
years now."

"Oh, I see."

"You don't...have a beef agaianst gay people, do you?"

"No. I was taught to be tolerant of other people, regardless of who they
are or what they do, just as long as they weren't breaking the law."

"Cool."

"Now, do you want to press charges against Jason? Or would you rather have
us release him from jail and take him to one of his friend's places to get
himself together?"

"I think spending the night in jail was enough to scare him straight. Trust
me, Officer, he's always been on the right side of the law. I'm sure he'll
never drink another beer or shot of hard liquor again. Just send him to his
parents' house in College Park. I'll pay to have a taxi take him there."

"No, that's okay. I can take him there in the police cruiser."

"Great. I'll call his mom and let her know."

"Okay. But I do strongly encourage you guys to have a long talk about what
happened last night."

"All right. I'll make sure we do that. Thank you, sir."


Chapter 6: Recovery
===================

The following Monday, I was discharged from the hospital with a
prescription good for 2 weeks worth of painkillers for my mouth and my
cracked rib. The doctor told me to take it easy and avoid doing any work. I
called my boss and told him I wasn't gonna be able to make it. He said he
couldn't let me stay home. I told him I'd be back first thing tomorrow.

Jason's parents were shocked to find out that their baby son was in the big
house, and they scolded him good when he arrived at their house.

I was so zonked out by the medication that I just laid there on the couch
and dozed off.

When I woke up, it was pitch black. I got up slowly and fumbled around for
the lamp's switch. I ended up falling over the end table and landing on my
chest on the floor. I doubled over in agonizing pain and began sobbing.

I really needed Jason to be here with me, to take care of me. I knew that
was impossible, so I reached in my pants pocket and pulled out my cell
phone. I dialed up Enrique.

The dial tone rang three times before Enrique picked up on the other line.

"Hello?"

"Enrique?"

"Kev, is that you?"

"Please come over here and help me. I can't get up and my chest is killing
me..."

I broke down into sobs again, this time uncontrollably.

"Shhh, Kev, it's gonna be okay. I was on my way to your place to check up
on you anyway, I'm just now pulling up into the parking lot. Gimme just
three minutes and I'll be there."

I kept sobbing as I laid there, my face pressed against the cold floor,
tears falling from my face.

The door opened and Enrique ran over to where I was.

"Shhh, baby, I'm here. I'll take good care of you."

He carefully picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He cut on the lamp
on the night stand and gently laid me down on the soft bed.

"Umm, Kev, I think you got turned on by that."

I looked down to see that I was hard, the noticable bulge in my jeans.

"Ohhh, God..." I moaned in agony.

Enrique laughed. "It's okay, I got hard too. Sorry about that, dude."

"I know I'll be regretting this later, but can you help me with this
situation?"

Enrique smiled and winked his eye, and joined me in bed.

He removed my t-shirt and laid a soft kiss on my chest. He gently bit my
belly button, causing me to giggle, and then unbuttoned my jeans and slid
them, along with my boxers, down my legs.

He stripped off his shirt, revealing his tight compact frame. He took off
his camoflauge shorts and his 2xist briefs. I've never seen Enrique naked
before. His shaggy black hair, lean body, long legs and a nice fat uncut 7"
cock with low hanging balls turned me on really good. I was seeping pre-cum
when he laid down next to me, spit into his hand and began jerking me
off. I reached over and did the same to him.

After a few minutes, Enrique shifted around so his head was at level with
my crotch, and my head at level with his. I slowly drew back the dark brown
foreskin of his cock and swallowed him whole. Enrique responded by
swallowing my 7 1/2" pink worm.

We fucked each other's faces, inhaling the musky aroma of our pubes. But
soon, too soon, I was jizzing in his mouth. He hungrily swallowed every
last drop.

He got up and straddled my face and began fucking my mouth fast and
hard. His balls hit my chin with a wet slap every time he thrust his cock
down my throat. Enrique moaned as he filled my stomach full of Costa Rican
boi cream.

Immediately, I felt the guilt trip washing over me and I broke down again.

Enrique cuddled up next to me, stroking my hair and whispering in my ear
"Everything will be okay. Just give Jason some time, and he'll be back
better than before and ready to fuck your brains out. Okay?"

I didn't have a chance to respond because I fell asleep.

Work was hell the next day, the pain overwhelming. Knowing it was payday
helped get my spirits up, but then the pain in my mouth grew unbearable and
I had to ask the boss to let me go home. He said "No. We have a lot of work
to do."

"I can't work like this, not with all of the pain I'm suffering." Then the
boss said something that pissed me off really bad. "Perhaps you'll think
about that the next time you let your boyfriend beat you up."

My face turned red, and in a rage I got in his face and screamed "Fuck you,
asshole!".  I was sent home, angrily clutching my paycheck in one
hand...and a pink slip in the other. Yep, I was fired.

I cashed in my check at the bank, and went to the mall to blow it all.

I spent the rest of the afternoon buying clothes and 2 pairs of Converse
sneakers.  I walked back to my car clutching 3 bags of clothes from
American Eagle, and a large bag from Foot Locker with my shoes.

It's a good thing my spring bonus was included in the check. I had worked
hard to earn that bonus.

I smiled, suddenly realizing I still had about $100 left. I drove to a
nearby gas station to fill up my car with gas. I used the men's room in the
back to change into one of my new shirts, a pair of boot-cut vintage jeans
and a pair of Chuck Taylor low tops. I paid the clerk for the gas and drove
off to Outback Steakhouse to treat myself to dinner. I ordered 2 plates of
cheese fries and a Chocolate Thunder dessert.

After eating, I drove out to Centennial Olympic Park to chill out.

I sat down on a bench, watching a group of kids play in the
fountains. Seeing them laughing and cavorting around reminded me of when me
and Jason were kids.  We'd play in the sprinklers his dad set up in the
backyard, and we'd run around in our swimming trunks laughing and horsing
around. I began crying again, because I was thinking about Jason. I missed
him so bad it hurted me.  An old lady put her hand on my shoulder and asked
me if I was okay. "I'm fine, ma'am.  Just a little tired." I got up and
walked back to my car.

As I was turning the key in the ignition switch, my cell phone buzzed and
rang.  Eagerly, I picked it up, hoping it was Jason. It was only my
sister. I hung up on her and drove home, feeling like shit.

That night, I called Enrique over and I fucked his ass savagely and
ruthlessly.  I pulled out of him and told him to fuck his ass with his
fingers while I watched and jerked off. I got up real close to watch, and
then I stuck one of my fingers up his ass with the two of his and I sucked
him off.

As soon as my finger rubbed his joy spot, he screamed "Ohh, fuck!" and he
filled my mouth with his load. I spit his load into my hand and jacked off
again, his hot sticky cum squishing around my cock and jackhand. As soon as
I was about to cum, I shoved my cock back into Enrique's ass, causing him
to cum again.

I fucked him as hard and as fast as I could, and then I slammed into him
really hard and shot countless huge creamy spurts of jizz up his hungry
hole. I leaned down and licked his cum off his abs and then I clamped my
mouth over his hole and sucked out my cum. I kissed him hard, and he
cleaned up my mouth with his tongue.

I sent Enrique back home, then went into the bathroom to clean up.

I missed Jason so much that it was making me so depressed. My shaving razor
was sitting on the sink, and I stared at it. I was contemplating suicide,
wanting to slash my throat with the shaving razor.

Instead, I picked it up and threw it across the room, the razor landing in
the bathtub with a loud clunk. I turned on the sink faucet and splashed my
face several times with cold water, trying to wake myself up, but to no
avail.

I slumped down to the bathroom floor, and leaned my head against the tiled
wall and fell asleep.


Chapter 7: All Apologies
========================

A week had passed since the Incident, and I still hadn't heard from
Jason. The only people calling me were Enrique and my former boss. Enrique
was worried sick about me, and my former boss begging me to come back to
work, saying the store wasn't the same without me. He promised me a raise
if I came back.

"Okay, I'll come back on Monday, and I promise you I'll be better by
then. I'll make up for the lost time."

Everything seemed to be on the rebound, and just when I thought my day
would get even better, the cell phone rang while I was driving back home
from visiting my mom and having lunch with her.

When I answered, the voice on the other line was unmistakable. "Hey, Kev,
It's me, Jason."

I almost wrecked my car when I heard his voice. I pulled off the interstate
to a gas station, and we talked for nearly an hour and a half. He was all
cheerful, saying he's been feeling much better, and hadn't touched any
alcohol since the Incident.

I asked him the ultimate question: "Jason, baby, when are you coming home?"

There was dead silence on the other line. Then Jason spoke. "Well, Kev, I'm
pretty busy with a project at work, and I'm working extra hours to get it
done. But I promise you I'll be back before your birthday. I love you and I
miss you sooooo much. I'm gonna fuck you senseless when I come back home."

I decided to play a game with him. "Tell me what you'd like to do to me
when you come back."

Jason laughed and said "Okay. First, I'm gonna kiss you all over and lick
every inch of your sexy body. Then, I'm gonna suck your cock real
good. I'll suck cum out of your nuts that you thought you never had."

I was getting hard, and since I was still parked at the gas station, I got
in my car, turned it on so the radio and air conditioning would run, got in
and locked the doors. Then, I pulled out my hard cock and began to slowly
stroke it while Jason continued his fantasy.

"I'll eat out that nice ass of yours and get it good and wet for my
dick. Then, I'll slowly stick it in, and start fucking you nice and slow."

"Oh, fuck, dude. Keep going. Tell me how you're gonna fuck me".

"Nice and slow, until you start begging me to fuck you harder. Then, I
smack that tight ass of yours and fuck you harder, hitting your sweet spot
over and over again, making you cum all over yourself."

I was jerking off fast and hard, and my nuts tightened up and tingled.

"Then, I'm gonna fill your ass up with so much cum, and I'll make you carry
it around for the rest of the day."

"Ohhh, shit!" I exclaimed as I continued beating off, using the steady flow
of pre-cum as lube.

"Then, I'm gonna suck you off again, and do things with my mouth, tongue
and throat that will make you moan and sweat. When you cum, I'm gonna
swallow every last drop of it."

"FUCK!!!" I yelled as I shot a huge spurt of cum on my face, the rest
landing on my shirt.

"Did that help?" Jason asked.

"Fuck yeah, dude. Man, I can't wait for you to come back and do all those
nasty things to me."

"Cool. I gotta go now; lunch break is over. See ya soon, baby."

"Bye."

I was so horny that I drove home in a hurry, rushed into my apartment, and
grabbed the framed picture of Jason, and jacked off over it. I came all
over his framed face. After a short nap, I woke up hungry, so I called
Domino's and ordered a pizza and some cheesy bread for dinner.

About a half-hour later, the doorbell rang, and I went to the door. I paid
the delivery guy the money for the pizza plus a $3 tip, and I noticed a
small blue box sitting next to my door. The delivery guy left and I went
out to the hall and picked up the box.

I set the food down on the coffee table and opened the box. Inside was a
card attached to another box. It read "To Kevin". I opened the card and
inside was written "Wassup, Kev-dude! Thinking about you all the time. I
can't wait until I come home. We'll make up for lost time. now. Lookin'
forward to seein' ya on your birthday. --Jason."

I opened up the smaller box to find that Jason had sent me an iPod.
"Cool", I said to myself. I grabbed a couple of cans of Pepsi out of the
fridge, sat down on the couch and ate my dinner while watching "Entourage"
on TV.

The next morning, I woke up completely rejuvenated, and headed off to
work. I took my new iPod, which had been loaded with some music and a
couple of videos, with me. I made good on my promise to my boss, and by the
time the store was closing, I had upgraded 4 of our pre-owned computers
with Windows XP and CD burners, and had gotten halfway done building a
custom-ordered computer. The boss was flabbergasted. I had done all of
that, plus sold 3 new PCs and a laptop. Not only did he give me a raise, he
gave me another bonus, too.

By the end of July, I had built a dozen Dream Machines to sell to students
going back to school, sold nearly two dozen new and used PCs, four laptops,
five Intel processors, and managed to fix our cash register computers when
they suddenly crashed.

The day before my birthday, the boss gave me another pay raise and bonus,
and said he would allow me to build my own custom computer at his
expense. He even said he was considering promoting me to part-time manager.


Chapter 8: A Birthday Surprise
==============================

On my birthday, I showed up at the store at 7am (2 hours before we opened),
even though I had the day off, and the boss let me use his office so I
could build my Dream Machine without disturbance.

I stayed there long after closing time, and by midnight, I was done. I
carried my custom PC out to my car, locked up the store, and headed home.

After I came home, I went to the kitchen to heat up some nacho cheese to go
with my Doritos, so I can eat them while watching the movie I rented. It
had been nearly three months since the Incident, and this apartment just
wasn't the same without Jason.

My cat Tag sauntered over to the door and began pawing the bottom of the
door and meowing.  Even he missed Jason. Jason loved Tag and was always
giving the cat special treats and belly rubs.

I got my melted cheese out of the microwave and poured it over the
Doritos. I grabbed a Dr. Pepper out of the fridge and headed for the
livingroom to watch "Wedding Crashers."

Me and Jason had went to the theatre to see the comedy when it first came
out. Jason had laughed so hard at the sight gags and dirty jokes that he
actually pissed his pants. It was that funny to him. I had rented the
Unrated Director's Cut of the film, and if Jason were here, he'd be
laughing up a storm and soiling another expensive pair of Abercrombie &
Fitch boot cut jeans.

I had just polished off my nachos when I heard the doorbell ring.

Tag excitedly jumped off the couch and made a beeline for the door, hoping
that it was Jason.

"Don't get your hopes up, you crazy cat" I said, scratching his head.

I opened the door, and that's when I saw him.

There stood a dude with spiky black hair. His face was well defined, and
his ears pierced with surgical steel gauge loops with black metal spikes at
the ends. He wore a chain necklace with a padlock for a charm, a blue
T-shirt reading "Welcome To The Gun Show", which fit snugly against his
hard chest and, a leather belt covered with pyramid-shaped studs, loose
vintage-style blue jeans, and a brand-new pair of custom-designed Converse
sneakers. His hands were clutching huge navy surplus bags full of clothes.

I looked back up at him, and immediately saw handsome green eyes. When he
smiled, I saw shiny radiant white teeth.

That's when I realized it was Jason.

I smiled back at him, awestruck by his new sexy body.

I dragged him inside, and he grabbed me and carried me over to the couch,
laid me down, and began kissing me. After a few minutes, he sat up and
grinned at me.

"Jeezuz, Jason, you look hot!" I said happily.

"Well, thanks for noticing."

He stared deeply into my bright blue eyes, and he said "I love you. I
always have, and always will. I've waited three months to tell you that."

"I love you too. God, I can't believe it's been that long."

Jason took off his shirt, exposing his torso. His shoulders were wide and
well defined, arms all muscled out and his pecs were big and meaty. He had
the perfect abs, and a fine trail of light brown hair led from his belly
button down into his jeans. I got hard just looking at him half-naked. All
those years he had played soccer in high school, and the time spent in the
gym, paid off in a big way.

"Like what you see, Kev?"

"Fuck yes!"

"Let's do it. Right here on the couch. I can't wait any longer."

"Wait a minute," I said. We both sat on the couch. We stared deeply into
each other's eyes for the longest time; neither one of us ready to break
the ice by saying something.

Finally, Jason spoke.

"I know you're still hurting because of what I did to you on Cinco de
Mayo. I was piss drunk, and I got easily aggravated. I'm sorry I hit you. I
promise you I'll never act like that again. I love you, and all I want to
do is make you happy."

I smiled at him and said "Apology accepted."

Jason continued to talk. "I figured you could use a real man to have fun
with, not some ultra-sensitive sissy-boy like I was before. I've worked out
every day for at least three hours, getting my body hard for you. And right
now, I wanna kiss you, fuck you, and fuck you some more...God, I'm so
horny."

I saw Jason's cheeks flush and asked him why he was so horny.

"Because I've been saving myself for you these past three months. I didn't
even jerk off.  I was saving it all for you."

"Okay, I guess we can talk more later", I said softly, my hand gently
squeezing the straining hard-on in his jeans.


Chapter 9: Making Up And Making Out
===================================

Jason slid his hands under my wife-beater and began squeezing and tugging
my nipples. I leaned forward and kissed him gently. Jason kissed me back,
only a little harder. Then I fired back, attacking his mouth with my
tongue, our lips smashed together.

Jason tried to take off my shirt without breaking the kiss. But he couldn't
do it, so he grabbed the neck of my beater and ripped it with his strong
hands. I moaned as the tattered remains of my shirt fell off my back.

He laid down on top of me and began unbuckling my belt. He pulled it off in
one strong tug. He unbuttoned my fly, and used his teeth to pull down the
zipper. Because it was so hot outside, I wore no underwear, and when he had
pulled the zipper all the way down, my hard cock, bubbling pre-cum at the
head, sprang right up in his face.

He began licking my bone seductively, taking his sweet time, being careful
not to get me off too soon.

"Ohhh, shit!" I squealed when Jason took my cock all the way down his hot
wet throat until his nose was pressed against my pubes. He held it there,
using his throat muscles to massage and squeeze my cock.

I began fucking his pretty angel face, muttering a low "Fuck" everytime I
thrust in.

He began squeezing and groping my full and heavy balls with one hand, and
playing with my ass with the other.

He managed to get two fingers inside my ass, and he began using his fingers
to fuck my ass in sync to my fuckstrokes. Somehow, he was able to stick a
third finger in my ass, and the intense pleasure was beginning to become
too much for me to handle.

"Fuck!" I yelled, pushing his head away from my cock. He sat up and I
looked down at myself. My cock had become engorged to the fullest extent,
the shaft as thick as it could get, veins bulging and pulsing, and the head
an angry shade of red with a serious flow of pre-cum oozing out of my
dickhole.

I reached underneath the couch for the bottle of Astroglide I had hid (yes,
I was prepared for this type of encounter), and I stared up at the skylight
on the ceiling. I saw an airplane glide through the clear late night sky,
and the full moon cast an admiring glow on Jason's muscled-out body.

He undid his belt, pulled off his jeans and jockey shorts. His cock was big
and thick, almost to the 10" mark. I sucked that tasty morsel up and down a
couple of dozen times, and then I started licking his balls. They were
huge, low-hanging, and full of cum. I sucked one into my mouth while I
jacked him off, then I shoved the other in my mouth.

"Fuck, dude, you're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that," Jason
warned.

I lubed up my aching boner, and he instinctively grabbed hold of it, and
squatted over it. He carefully lowered his butt down over my cock, and when
it entered him, he let out a long, loud moan. "God, I've waited so long for
this..." he said quietly after he had sat down on my cock.

Then, he began riding my cock like he was a cowboy on a horse. I laughed so
hard I think I almost crapped myself. "Yeeee-haw!" I whooped. "Ride my
cock, you sexy little cowboy! Giddy up!" I started whinnying like a horse,
and it was his turn to laugh.

He rode me faster, looking down on me smiling, baring his perfectly white
teeth.

The next song that played on the radio was "Dance, Dance" by Fall Out Boy.

The fast-paced tempo of the song set the appropriate mood for our
encounter.

"Dance, dance. We're falling apart to half-time..."

Yep, we we're doing a little dancing of our own, but of the carnal kind.

Jason was on Cloud 9, as he threw his head back and yelled at the skylight
"This is my boy, my friend, my lover. I love him! I LOVE HIM!!!" He was
yelling so loud that I was afraid the neighbors would come knocking at our
door to complain.

I used my hands to worship his muscled out, hot-as-sin body. I pulled,
tugged, and twisted his nipples.

"Ahhh, fuck! That feels good!" Jason said through gritted teeth.

He bounced up and down on my cock even faster, and then I felt my balls
tighten up and my cock tingle.

"Fuck, Jason! I'm coming! AHHH, FUCK!!!"

I closed my eyes tightly, gritting my teeth as I fired the biggest hardest
ball-draining load in all of the 23 years I've been on this earth, straight
up Jason's hungry ass. "That's it, my cute little twink-stud. Bust it! Bust
your nut up my ass! Jeezuz, you're shooting so much, I think I'll be
shittin' white for the next week!"

I panted heavily, my body sweaty and sticking to the leather couch.

"Holy shit, Kev! You're still shooting!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" I moaned as the last spasms shot through my cock.

"You ready for me now, Kev?"

"Oh, fuck yeah, Jason." I sighed.

Jason threw my legs over his shoulders and began eating out my ass. God, I
loved that!  Jason was doing his magic on my twitching ane while he jerked
off, getting his cock really hard and big for my ass.

He grabbed the Astroglide and began lubing up his fingers.

He inserted one finger in my ass and began fucking it. My cock was starting
to twitch back to life. He inserted a second finger and began jacking off
my semi-hard cock. He stuck in a third finger, and my cock became fully
erect. He fucked my ass with his fingers for a few moments, then inserted a
fourth finger. I groaned, my hips thrust in the air, my cock painfully
hard. Then, Jason did the impossible: He stuck his thumb in my ass, and now
had all five fingers in my ass. He fucked me like that, and I was so horny,
I damn near fainted.

"Ohhhhhh, fuck!" I moaned.

Jason fucked me with his hand, and then he went in deeper until he had his
whole fist in my ass.

I was so horny by this point, that I needed him to fuck me and fuck me
good.

"Fuck me, Jason! Fuck me now!"

He slowly removed his fist out of my ass and I felt the breeze from the
ceiling fan blow over my gaping hole. Jason squirted a nice jet of
Astroglide inside my ass, much of it leaking out and making a puddle around
my asscheeks.

I heard Jason say "What the fuck" and with one hard lunge, he buried his
big dick inside my ass, causing me to fire off another round of man sauce
all over my chest. I opened up my mouth, hoping to catch the stream of
cum. I got some of it; the rest coated my face and chest.

"God, you look beautiful like that", Jason said with a wide grin. And he
began fucking me hard.

"Fuck!" Jason snarled with each flawless thrust of his cock.

My balls were tightening up, and I felt them churn again. Was I gonna be
able to cum again?

Jason grabbed me around my back and pulled me up to him. He fucked me
harder, each thrust causing my cock to rub against his ripped abs. The
friction of his meaty abs rubbing against my sweat and cum-slicked cock
caused me to go off again, squirting a stream of cum between our chests,
one spurt hitting Jason square on his chin.

He began making out with me, tongue-fucking my mouth with a vengeance, and
all I could do was just relax and let him do me good.

"Fuck, Kev! This is too fuckin' good. Gonna blast you real good soon."

"Uggh, fuck me harder, Jason! HARDER!"

"You got it, baby", he moaned.

I yelled out again as Jason's cock bumped against my hot spot, causing me
to fire Round Four all over our stomachs. God, I've never came that much in
so little time. I began wondering if I'd be able to shoot a fifth
time. From the way Jason was fucking me, and judging by how fuckin' horny I
was, it seemed to be a definite possibility.

I was surprised to see Jason holding off his orgasm this long.

But his needs became more urgent, and he began fucking me fast and hard,
like he was a human jackhammer.

My nuts were boiling again, and I closed my eyes and waited for that one
good stroke to throw me into oblivion.

Jason showed no signs of stopping, and I was wondering how much longer he
was gonna last.

I looked up at the skylight again to see the full moon shine down on
me. Another airplane flew by way up above (I lived just several miles away
from the International Airport), and I was wondering if the people in the
airplane could see us through the glass ceiling of my top-floor
apartment. If they were, then they were being treated to the show of all
shows.

I closed my eyes again and savored this magic moment. Jason was still
fucking me, and he was so sweaty that my body nearly slipped off of him. He
was so caught up in the moment that he lost his balance, and we both fell
off the couch and went tumbling to the hardwood floor with a heavy thump,
somehow managing to keep his cock buried deep up my ass.

I was now on top of Jason, and he was laughing so hard I thought he'd pass
out.

Now it was my turn to ride him cowboy-style, and he began whooping and
hollering and making horse noises. All that was missing was a barn, country
music on the radio, and tons of hay.

Jason's loud moaning brought me back to Planet Earth. He began swearing so
much that he'd make a sailor blush.

"Fuck, dude! I'm almost ready!" he said hoarsely.

Jason began grinding into me harder and faster. His face turned red, and
tears were welling up in his eyes. Damn, he was so into it!

"Ohh, shit! I'm gonna fuckin' spuzz deep inside your fuckin' ass! Uhhh,
shit! Here...I...cum!!!!!"

And with one mighty yell, Jason deposited his spooge in my ass.

I fired off another load of cream all over my face and chest, as Jason's
massive cum squirts were backflushing out of my ass and down his cock as he
kept shooting.

Finally, after what seemed to be eternity, Jason's spasms came to an end,
and his cock softened inside my ass. I got up, and uncorked myself from his
dick, and a heavy gush of cum flowed out of my inflamed and gaping hole.

Being the nice guy that he is, Jason sneaked up around me and clamped his
mouth over my hole and slurped out his orgasm out of my slackened asshole.
Then he got up and planted his mouth over mine and we tongued each other
out, tasting his sweet cum. Ahhh, the nectar of the gods...

Jason finally got up, and we laid back down on the couch and basked in the
afterglow of the hottest sex we've ever had in our young lives.

After we regained some energy, we both took a shower together and went to
bed.

Hours had passed since our hot encounter, when I woke up from my slumber to
find Jason in the kitchen making a protein shake. I put on my jeans and
went out there with him.

I walked over to him and draped my left arm over his shoulder as he was
pouring his shake into a glass. Tears began welling up in my eyes, and I
had to turn away.

"What's wrong, baby? Why're you crying?"

"I'm just really happy right now, dude."

I looked back up at Jason, who drank down his shake, then gave me another
one of his trademark smiles , and I hugged him tightly, running my fingers
through his hair. I inhaled the scent of the awesome sex we had earlier. I
kissed him long and tenderly on the neck, and I whispered to him "This is
the best birthday gift a guy like me could ever ask for."

He responded by kissing me gently on the lips, and I could taste the peanut
butter and chocolate flavor of his drink. He said "Man, I'm still
starved. Wanna go get breakfast?"  "Sure", I said. We got dressed and
headed out to IHOP for breakfast.

After we ate, we went to the mall and Jason bought me some clothes as a
late-birthday gift.  We spent the whole day having fun.

That night, we pulled off the cushions on the couch and unfolded the
sofabed, and we spent all night fucking each other's brains out.


Conclusion
==========

For a while, things were going good, Jason didn't have a relapse, but
as 2007 began, he started acting different. He would come home late
from work and he wouldn't want to have sex. In the summer of 2007 we
had another big fight and that's when he confessed that he was
sleeping around with other guys and that he didn't love me anymore.

I asked him why, and he got very aggravated with me and he hit me again.
He ended up going to jail, and I threw all of his stuff out and began
living on my own. I moved out of the apartment in midtown, went
back home and stayed at a couple of places before I found a new
boyfriend and finally bought a house in my hometown.

Today, me and my new boyfriend are living together in the house, and
we have tons of things in common. He is a romantic guy, and he goes
out of his way to take care of me. As for Jason, the last time I heard
he had become hooked on drugs. Kinda sad, huh? Needless to say, me and
Jason are no longer friends and I've moved on with my life.

So there you have it, the story of me and Jason. Although the story has a
sad ending, I give him credit for helping me realize my identity and for
giving me the courage to come out to my family and friends and become the
person that I was meant to be.


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