American Dream

An American Dream. Chapter 4. Birthday Presents.

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction depicting a sexual relationship between two teen boys. If you are under the age of 18 or do not approve of gay sex, or the subject matter is not legal in the area you reside, please do not read further. The author welcomes constructive criticisms. As usual all flames will be ignored...Please direct your comments to:

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A special thank you goes out to my good friends 'David' and 'Kit' for their help, without whom this story would be a lot harder and less pleasurable to read. Thanks also to my friend Jonathan, from Arizona for his knowledge of the American way of life. Thanks guys.

The next time I woke up, I was facing him; I kissed him on the lips, and then moved back so that I could get a better look. He needed a shave, I felt his light bristles with my hand. He opened his eyes momentarily and smiled, then closed them again.

"Mmm, morning, Dave."

"Morning to you too. You need a shave."

"Yeah I know I do...and you need a shower!"

"Gee, thanks."

"My pleasure."

We got out of bed together.

"Shower, J?"

"No I think I'd better go shower in my room, then I can have a shave at the same time. Can I borrow your robe, Dave please?"

"Course you can."

I opened the door and he looked if it was all clear. It was, he came back in and we kissed.

"You need to clean your teeth too, Dave."

"I love you too, J."

We laughed kissed again and he was off.

I came back in went straight to the shower, the first shower on my own since we got it together. Mr Woody was making an appearance. No, not now I have Jordan! Oh, go on then, just this once.

After I had taken care of him I had a shower, a shave, a shampoo, and a shit, not in that order though. I then dried off.

Now what can I put on today? I know, I put my local football club shirt on, "Burnley F.C." The best in the northwest. Better than our neighbours "The Bastards", otherwise known as Blackburn Rovers, as I say that name I spit. Just a bit of neighbourly fun. I look in my dresser drawer and find a pair of light blue shorts too, not the football kind of shorts, but the ones with pockets in them. A pair of sports socks, and my yellow Reebok trainers completed my look for the day.

Mmm, not bad! I knocked on his door. It was open for me to go in, he shouted from the bathroom. I went in and he was sitting on the toilet, poooo, what a smell!

"Come here and give me a kiss."

So I did.

"There, that shows how much I love you."

"It sure does, Dave."

While he finished I went back into the bedroom and picked up the newspaper. Nothing in there about the football yobs today.

He came out of the bathroom.

"Kewl. Like the shorts."

"Yeah, I thought we could go running today, if that's o/k with you?"

"Yep, that's kewl but I don't run, though."

"That's o/k, I'll show you, have you got a good pair of trainers?"

"Trainers? What're they?"

"Running shoes, I think you call them sneakers."

"Oh yeah, I have some of those."

"We'd better not have too much breakfast either, just orange juice and a slice of toast."

"Is that all?"

"Yeah, unless you want to throw it all up."

"K then, Dave I bow to your superior knowledge in this matter."

He said that in a very bad English accent.

I burst out laughing.

"Don't talk like that, J! You sound like a geek."

He put his shorts on too. His legs were brill.

We were all sitting together again. Both sets of parents looked at us as we walked in, and the way they did, you would think that we were holding hands. They were all surprised when we just had orange juice and toast.

We told them we were going running. Jordan's mum and dad laughed.

"Well, that's a first," his dad said.

We went out of the hotel and walked the short distance to Central Park. When we got there I showed J how to warm up with a little gentle exercising. Then we took off at a slow jog round the park. We ran for about half an hour, and J didn't do too bad for a beginner. We did our warm down exercises, then walked back to the hotel.

"Would you like a swim, Dave?"

"Yeah, I would."

We both went and had a shower in our rooms. I also got my blue Speedos, and J got his swimming shorts. We went down to the pool, which like everything else in this hotel was spectacular. We swam and played about for ages.

I spotted this guy, who was about 35, watching us. We ran to the other end of the pool and looked back at him. And sure enough, he was still watching us, so I told Jordan, who said. "Dirty bastard."

"Lets have a bit of fun with him, J."

"No, Dave...we don't know him."

"Come on, don't be a chicken shit."

"K, go on then."

We dived in and swam to where he was sat with his legs dangling in the water. J stayed in the water as I hauled myself out. Then I hitched my trunks up so that everything was easy to see through them. I then casually asked him the time, checking my watch, he spluttered that it was 11.30 am. I flashed him a smile, thanked him and dived back in.

"What did you say to him?" J asked me.

"I just asked him the time. Very simple, see?"

We laughed and swam to the other side to get out, and went to the showers. I was washing Jordan's back as the man came in. I then turned my back to J, so that he could wash my back. I turned my head and said, "watch him now."

I then bent down, took my trunks off, and dropped them onto the floor. As I stood up, I looked at him. His eyes almost popped out, and J whispered in my ear.

"You're incorrigible."

He nuzzled my cheek with his, and sure enough, Mr Woody was making his presence felt. So I turned round, bent down to pick up my trunks, and looked at the lump in Jordan's shorts.

"You look like you're enjoying this as much as me, going by the look of you." J said.

"Not as much as he is though, look!"

I turned round to see a very large bulge in the man's shorts, and with that we left; laughing as we went to get changed.

We went back to our rooms to dry our bathing things out, and I changed into my jeans. I went next door to his room, and by this time we were starving.

"Are we having room a service meal, J? Or are we going down to the restaurant?"

"Restaurant, I'm famished."

"O/k, that's cool."

We saw Will on the way down, and told him we had been running and swimming and that we were going down for lunch. He told us to have the lamb then, cos it's good.

When we got down to the restaurant. My mum and dad were both there. Dad looked up as we both sat down. He looked very fidgety and on edge.

"What's up, Dad?"

"I have my interview this afternoon, and I'm really nervous."

"What, you nervous?"

"Yes, of course I am."

I looked at his plate. He had hardly touched his food.

The waiter came over to take our order, so we had the lamb like Will had told us.

"I thought the job was in the bag, Dad."

"It is, but they still have to talk to me."

We all got up together after our meal.

"Good luck, Dad."

"Good luck, Mr Wilkinson."

Dad just gave us a weak smile and said thanks.

We walked into the lobby. "What're we doing now, J?"

"Wait and see."

"O/k., then, be that way!"

He just smiled at me. I hate it and love it at the same time, when he does that.

We walked to the subway and got a train, and I still don't know were the hell we were going, we were on for like an hour. We then got off, then got onto a bus that said "Coney Island". Cool.

I don't know about you, but I'm not a lover of roller coasters. Jordan, however was, and he cajoled me into going on both of them, and on most of the other rides as well. Once the carriage on that first roller coaster set itself, we held hands. And that made the ride worth it.

We were walking round looking at all the sideshows when Jordan said, "Oh my God!"

"What?"

"Look."

And he pointed to the girl from the boat. As soon as she saw us she made a bee line for us, her mum shouted, "Don't go far, Mary."

"I won't, Mom. Hi, how are you two doin?"

We looked at each other, and then back to her.

"We're o/k, how's you?" I said.

"I'm cool." She said.

"Are you following us?" J asked.

"No, certainly not!" She said with a snigger.

We all said our byes, and then carried on looking round. We had been there quite a while, when I looked at my watch. Do you know there are 2 things I'm lost without, one is my cell phone and the other is my watch.

I said,. "Shit, J we've done it again, look at the time! And we haven't told them where we are."

We phoned the hotel and told our rents where we were, and told them that we were on our way home as soon as we could catch the bus.

Jordan's dad said, "Just get a cab I'll be in the bar when you get back to pay him off."

Sure enough there he was, and he looked relieved to see us.

"Had a good time, boys?"

"You bet, but I didn't like some of those rides, though." I replied.

"I bet Jordan did, though, didn't he?"

"Yep he did, and he dragged me on most of them."

"Poor you." Jordan's Dad said, with a smile.

As we went up in the lift Jordan said, "Wanna go play on my Play-Station?"

"Yeah, that would be cool."

He set it all up and I went on first; and there was a knock on the door.

"Fuck, who's that now?" Jordan said.

It was my dad. "Sorry I haven't interrupted anything, have I?"

"No, not at all! We're on my Play Station, come in."

I paused the game.

"What's up, Dad?"

"I've just come to tell you that I've got the job."

"That's great, Dad." I said, giving him a big hug.

"So we will be moving to DC, then?"

"Yes as soon as we can. I have to work my notice of one month, and then we will be back."

"You don't mean we all have to go back, do you?"

"Afraid so, son."

"When do we go, then? I hope we can stay for my birthday?"

"No, we will have to bring it forward to tomorrow night. We go home Friday, I've already booked the flight."

I teared up at that.

"What about Jordan and me?"

"We'll be coming back, David."

I ran into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, where I could hear voices through my haze. Jordan came in.

"What're we gonna do, J? I don't want to go back with them, I want to stay here with you!" I wailed.

"Don't cry, Dave. We'll work something out."

"I'm not going with them. I'll go ask Will if I can stay with him and Steve."

"That wouldn't be fair to them. They could get into a shitload of trouble if they let you."

I just sat there blubbering my head off. Dad came to the door.

"Are you alright, David?"

"No, of course I'm not!"

He blinked at me and looked at Jordan. "Will you be o/k with him?"

"Yeah, you go. We'll be o/k."

"Right then." And he was off. That's my Dad. A man of few words, that's for damn sure.

I stood up and we kissed. He must love me cos I wet him right through to his tee shirt. I felt a little better after that. And naturally our thoughts turned to other things! After all, we're teenagers with raging hormones, and the clock is ticking now.

He undid the belt on my jeans, pulled them and my briefs down to my ankles, and Mr Woody jumped up as he did so. He took him into his mouth, and his tongue was all over my cock head, piss slit, and all around the ridge. He then took hold of both balls and massaged them, and his right hand went underneath to my hole. He played with it.

I felt the earthquake start in my toes, and it moved up my legs. Jordan could tell I was about to cum so he stopped for all of one whole minute, and believe me that's a long time to be on the edge of that cliff! Then he started again, and I shot without any warning at all. He swallowed all 5 bursts.

"Fuck, J that was intense."

He took me out of his mouth and proceeded to clean me up with his tongue. Then he pulled my pants and jeans up. He stood up again and kissed me, and then said,

"There, how dya feel now?"

"Better. But not right. How about me coming back to DC with you?"

"Yeah, that would be kewl. We'll go ask my folks, but not yet. Let's have a room service meal and watch a movie."

We went back into the bedroom and sat on his bed looking at the room service menu. I didn't feel like much to eat now, so I just had salmon salad sandwiches, but J ordered a pizza, and 3 minutes later there was a knock. It was Will.

"Fuckin hell, Will, that was quick."

He just smiled, but he looked concerned when he saw my tear stained eyes.

"What's up, Dave?"

I told him all that had happened with Dad and having to go back to the UK. He was very sympathetic, and then said he was sorry, but he had to go. He was on duty, after all. We let him out, and came back to sit on Jordan's bed, where I picked up the remote to see the film menu. We decided to watch, "Gone in Sixty Seconds". It was a blockbuster of a film, with lots of car stunts. But I was not in the right frame of mind, somehow.

I had my sandwiches and some of Jordan's pizza, washed down with vodka and coke. The last thing I remember was taking all my clothes off apart from my briefs, then Jordan putting me into bed and covering me up. From a long way away I could hear voices. I could just make out Mum's, Dad's, and Jordan's voices, but I couldn't seem to move.

I woke up the next morning with Mr Woody screaming for a piss. I managed to untangle myself from Jordan's arms and legs while he just turned over and grumbled. I hurriedly waddled to the bathroom, trying to keep my legs together as I moved. What a relief as I empted my rather full bladder. I stepped over to the washbasin, looked in the mirror, and saw the mess that looked back. So I had a wash, and as I had now brought my own toothbrush from across the hall, I cleaned my teeth. I then went back to the bed and looked at Jordan. He was spark out on the left hand side of the bed as I was looking up from the bottom to the headboard.

He was facing the outside on his right side as I got in behind him. I am right handed so it seemed strange to feel over his chest and belly with my left hand. I played with his pubes (which he had a lot more of than me), and his cock got hard, just as I had expected. It was so smooth!

I felt his circumcision scar with my thumb, then up over his glans, where I played with his piss slit which had begun leaking like a tap. I couldn't see it, but I know it would be clear, and I smeared it over his cock head then down his shaft to use it as a lubricant. That is something that I've learnt about. The difference between our penises, I mean. I don't need any lube like he does.

I started to speed up, then felt it get harder and bigger. I lifted it up so that the tip was almost touching his belly. Then he blew his load, and I counted 5 shots in all. It was all over my hands now, so I wiped it off onto his belly and chest - how gross.

And then I went back to sleep myself.

I woke up to the smell of bacon, how can that be? I slowly opened my eyes, he was there with a plate of eggs and bacon under my nose. Mmm that smells good. His smile was captivating.

"How long have you been up?"

"Long enough to have a shower and order breakfast."

I sat up as he passed me the tray.

"To wake up to your smile, eggs and bacon is just what a man needs."

"I see the eggs and bacon but I don't see the man."

I hit him gently in the arm.

"Hay, that hurt."

He leaned over to kiss me just as I had my mouth full.

"God, do I love you, Dave!"

I managed to say, "I love you too." without losing most of my breakfast.

"Did your mother never tell you? Don't speak with your mouth full!"

We both burst out laughing.

"Oh J you are good for me, what have you got planned today?"

"I have to go get your birthday present."

"You don't have to, you know."

"I know I don't, but I want to, k?"

"O/k then, what you getting me?"

"As if I'm gonna tell ya. You stay there in bed while I go."

"Hadn't I better go to my room?"

"Nope, this is OUR room. And your room is OUR room, too."

"What time is it, J?"

"10.30."

"Oh right, as soon as you've gone, I'll have a shower."

"K, put some of my clothes on too, if you like."

"Thanks, I will."

He kissed me goodbye and was gone. I stayed there a few minutes longer then went to the bathroom to shower. Mr Woody was asleep for a change. After my shower I was looking through his clothes to see if there was anything that I could put on. I pulled a cream shirt out, and looked at the label, 'Versace' shit, I wonder if he would mind if I put it on. No, I'm sure he wouldn't. So I also put on his black "Calvin Klein" briefs, and a pair of khaki pants, some white socks, and his brown "Loafers". How much does a Senator earn, I wondered? I was just fastening my shoes; I mean his shoes, when there was a knock at the door.

I opened it to see my mum standing there.

"Mum?"

"Can I come in, please?"

"Yep, course you can."

"Where is Jordan? And what are you doing with his clothes on?"

"He said that I could borrow them, and he's gone out to get my present."

"Well, they do look good on you. Anyway, I've come to tell you that we have booked a table for 8pm tonight for your birthday."

"Oh cool Mum, thanks. I also wanted to ask you if I could go to Washington with Jordan and his mum and dad?"

"No, sorry but you can't. You have to go to school to tell them that you're moving over here and say goodbye to your friends. Your Grandma and Granddad will want to see you before we come back, too."

I teared up. "I'm gonna miss him, Mum."

"I know you are, love."

She held me while I sobbed on her shoulder.

"It'll only be a month, and then we'll be coming back."

"That month will feel like a lifetime though, without him."

"You really do love him, don't you?"

"Do you need to ask?"

"No, not really, I suppose. Anyway, David I must go. Things I need to do for tonight."

Then she left.

As I was moping about feeling sorry for myself there was a knock on my door. It was Will, this time with some things for the mini bar, and he also had a boy of about 18 years old with him. He was gorgeous, with very blond hair and hazel eyes. "Morning sir." Will said.

"Morning, Will."

I looked over to the other boy, whose nametag said, "Scott, Trainee". Will saw me taking in the view.

"Oh, this is Scott. He's is 19, and I'm showing him the ropes."

I held out my hand. "Hi, Scott. My name's David, Dave to my friends."

He shook it. "Morning, sir."

Don't think I'll ever get used to this sir nonsense. Scott had a short red waistcoat on with a pair of tight black pants, and when I went back to sit on the bed looking at him, I spotted what must have been one of his balls or his cock head. The more I looked the more it looked like his left ball. Will smiled at me.

"You all ready for your party tonight?"

"How do you know about that?"

"Oh, the kitchen staff told me all about it, that's all I'm gonna say."

"Are you on duty tonight or are you off?"

"No, I'm working, I'm afraid."

"Well, you're welcome to come and have a drink with us if you can."

"Thanks, Dave. I'd have loved to have come, but we're not allowed to socialise with guests."

I went out of the room with them, and decided to have a good look round the hotel. Well I had been busy doing other things, hadn't I? I walked down a corridor and came across a hairdresser shop which full of old women having a blue rinse. I went down another corridor, and found the poolroom, where there was a cute boy of about 14 playing on his own.

I asked him if he would like a game.

Of pool, that is. I heard that, you lot in the back!

"Yeah, that would be kewl."

There was also an array of vending machines, so I had a coke and a bag of crisps, or potato chips, as Jordan would call them.

"My name's Dave, what's yours?"

"Dennis."

"Hi, Dennis, how old are you?"

"Fourteen, how old are you?"

"Fifteen. Sixteen on Friday."

"Kewl."

We played for over an hour, and I found he was easy to get on with. I was just about to take an easy shot when someone pushed my cue from behind, and I was about to turn around to give whoever it was a peace of my mind when he whispered in my ear. "You missed that one, Dave."

I spun round to see Jordan standing there with a big smile on his face. I was going to give him a hug and a kiss when he nodded his head over to Dennis, whom I remembered just in time. I looked back to see him smiling at us. Dennis was easy to talk to now, so I said, "What you laughing at?"

"You two."

I introduced them to one another, then asked J if he would like to join us and have a game.

Of pool, you lot!! Cut that out back there!!

"Yeah, that would be kewl."

We had all been playing for about 45 minutes when Dennis said to us,

"You two got girlfriends, or what?"

We both looked at each other, then back to Dennis.

"No, have you?"

"No way. I can't stand them."

Twenty minutes later I was lining up another a shot, and Jordan was giving me some advice when Dennis said,

"Are you two together?"

I stopped my shot and looked up. "What do you mean?"

"You're boyfriends, aren't you?"

We were both lost for words.

"It's o/k, I'm gay, too. You're all over each other, touching and stuff."

"Yeah we are, have you got a boyfriend, then?" Jordan said.

"No, unfortunately. There is a guy I like at school, but he is strait. How long have you been together?"

We looked at one another. "Guess."

"O/k, you're English and you're American, you're probably both on vacation, and have just met, I'd say about 2 weeks. Although you look like you've known each other for years."

Jordan and me exchanged glances again, and I said, "Are you telling him, or shall I?"

"Three days." Jordan said.

"You're shitting me, right?"

"No, it's been 3 days, and I have to go home tomorrow, too." I said.

"Oh, man! That sucks."

"Yeah, it sure does, but as Arnie said, I'll be back."

I took my shot and missed.

"What'd you get me for my birthday, then?" I said to Jordan.

"Not telling you."

"Thought not."

"What's all this?" Dennis said.

"It's my birthday tomorrow, so my rents have brought the party forward to tonight." I said.

"That's kewl."

He looked at us and just smiled.

"Do you two wanna come back to my room and catch a movie?"

We both said, "Yeah, that would be cool."

When we got to Dennis's room, we all looked at the film menu.

"What about 'Gone in 60 Seconds?'" Dennis said.

"We watched that last night," I said.

"Oh right, what about 'The Green Mile?'"

"That's a good movie, but a bit heavy for daytime viewing, don't you think?" Jordan asked.

"K, what about 'Frequency' then?"

We all agreed that it was a cool film. It was 5pm when it was finished, and I looked over at Jordan.

"We going now, J?"

"Yeah, let's."

"No, don't go yet," Dennis said.

"We need to get ready," J replied.

"What time you eating?"

"8pm."

"That's like 3 hours away."

"We have things to do!"

"Oh yeah, what you doin then?"

"Mind your own business," I said.

We all cracked up at that. As we were going down our corridor, J said, "Your room or mine?"

"Yours."

As soon as the door closed we collided with a raw sex kiss, full of animal passion, plenty of tongue. We slowly moved over to the bed, which we fell across still kissing, and we were now humping each other. I undid the belt to his jeans, slid down the zipper, fished about inside his boxers till I found his cock, and then pulled it out. I spit on my hand then started to wank him off. I rubbed my thumb over the tip just as he likes on the upward stroke, and then I let go. We broke the kiss and I pulled his jeans and boxers all the way off, along with his shoes and socks. I went back to wanking him off, then I put the middle finger of my left hand in my mouth to wet it and moved it to his arse. It slid in slowly till I got to his prostate, which I played with at the same time as I went over the tip of his dick with my thumb.

He began grunting loudly, and I looked up to see his eyes shut tight. I felt his whole body quiver as he was about to cum, so I stopped. He opened his eyes and gave me a pleading look, but I shook my head no. The pre-cum was oozing out, and he started to hump my hand, so I let go altogether, pulling my finger out at the same time. He was right on the edge.

"Please let me cum, Dave!"

"No, not yet."

I went back to kissing him, and he got hold of his cock and started to wank himself. I pushed his hands away. As I played with his balls, he grabbed hold of the sheets with both hands. He was shaking like a leaf, so I relented and put my mouth over his cock head, and slid my finger back in to play with his little button. Almost as soon as I did that he convulsed, almost doubling up, but I kept up my wanking and sucking and finger fucking. The force it came out with, if I hadn't had my mouth on it, his cum would have shot clear over his shoulder. That taste, I'm sure I could taste the pizza from last night.

A job well done, for sure.

He fell asleep, so I went to get a coke from the mini bar. I then got undressed and got a chair so that I could sit and look at him. His now flaccid penis was at right angles on his leg and he was stunning. I was so intent on looking at his cock that I missed him waking up.

"Do you like my cock?"

"You know I do, I can't get enough of it."

He sat up and moved to the end of the bed. Mr Woody had been awake for a while now, and J came and knelt in front of me, putting he put his hands on my legs.

"I love yours more."

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do."

"Don't."

"Do."

"Don't."

"Do."

We both laughed and then kissed, "God, I'm going to miss you, J."

"I'm gonna miss you too, Dave."

He took hold of Mr Woody, and started to pull my foreskin back, then he licked my piss slit with his tongue. I shivered, "Oohh Jordan, you know what to do to make me feel good."

He played with my balls, one in each hand, then we I stood up and kissed. I turned him round and got him to half lie on the bed with his legs still on the floor, and I reached for the Nivea. After putting a copious amount on my cock and on his arse, I positioned my cock at his love tunnel and pushed. It went in with less difficulty than usual. Once I had bottomed out, I leaned over to kiss his neck and nibble his ear, and I whispered, "You're getting quite loose now, J."

"I should be by now, all the fucking we've done."

I slowly fucked him for about 10 minutes, then I pulled out, and got on the bed. I then got him to sit down on my cock, and it slowly slid in again, "You're in charge now J, take it away."

He smiled down at me and started to lift up, then pushed himself down. I helped him push as he came down, and I smiled back at him. No words were needed. He bent down; we kissed. He sat back up and started to bounce up and down. I felt the inevitable tightness start, as my balls retracted. And then I flooded his arse with my juices.

He grabbed his cock and directed his cum up to my face, but it missed and landed on my shoulder. He collapsed on top of me as my cock plopped out.

I don't know which is the best, the actual orgasm or the afterglow, but whichever it is I felt damn good. It was then my turn to doze off. I woke up with him kissing me.

"Dave, we'd better have a shower now. It's 6.45."

"Shit, how long have I been asleep?"

"Over an hour."

"Why didn't wake me earlier, you divvy?"

"Didn't want to. I wanted to let you sleep, and what the hell's a divvy?"

"It's a nice name for an idiot."

"Oh thanks, I'm an idiot, now, am I?"

"Course you're not, I was joking."

"I know that," he said as he leaned over to kiss me again.

"We'd better have a shower then, J?"

"Yep, we better had."

He got in first and started the shower going, then he got my best shower gel that I had brought round, and passed it back to me. I started by washing his head down to his neck, over his shoulders and down to his narrow waist and over his firm bum. Next I soaped him down his left leg. Then his right leg. I turned him round, and I started with his shoulders again, moving down to his pecks and his six pack (still wish I had one). As I moved my hand over his pubes, I found he was hard again. Now, why didn't that surprise me!

I washed his cock gently, and then his low hanging balls which I washed one by one, then down his right leg, then his left.

"There, all clean."

"I think my cock could do with another wash, Dave."

I inspected it again, "Nope, it's quite clean."

As I stood up, the look of disappointment on his face made me laugh. We kissed.

"What do you want me to do, J?"

"Never mind, it don't matter if you don't want to," he said with a sulk.

I kissed him again.

"I do love you, Jordan."

At that he smiled back and replied, "I love you too."

"O/k then, it is going to be another month before we can do this again. You will wait for me, won't you?"

"No, I'm going to go off with the first boy I see when I get back to DC. Of course I'll wait. Now who's a divvy?"

"I love you, too."

I knelt down to find that his cock had gone down a little. Almost as soon as I touched it, though, it was up again.

There are only so many ways you can describe giving a blowjob, though why it's called a blowjob when you suck remains a mystery to me. Suffice to say he was soon unloading into my mouth once more.

He did almost the exact same thing for me. When we got out of the shower and dried off, I borrowed his dressing gown. I looked to see if it was all clear and then went over to my room.

Looking in my dresser, I got a pair of blue slacks and a blue shirt out, then I put a pair of boxers on. I kept trying to push the thought that I was leaving tomorrow to the back of my mind. I put some gel on my hair, ready to meet the world, well almost.

As I was going out of my room, Jordan was just closing his door, and he shot me a beautiful smile. We went down together to meet our parents in the bar for drinks. My mum and Jordan's mum said they had to do something and left us for a while. Jordan and I had our usual cokes. The waiter who came over to tell us that the table was ready turned out to be Will. I said to him, "I thought you were a room service waiter."

He replied, "They're short staffed tonight so I'm working overtime. That apartment isn't cheep to run."

As we all sat down, our mums came back.

"Where you been, mum?" I asked.

"Oh, I just had something to do."

"Oh right, that tells me a lot."

She just smiled.

We all had soup to start, then I had sea bass served on a bed of vegetables and mashed potatoes. Jordan had the same. We finished with strawberry cheesecake. We all had coffee, and then I saw my mum nod to Will. A few minutes later he came in with a big cake which had 16 candles on it. He put it in the middle of the table and proceeded to light all the candles. Of course I had to blow them all out with one puff, which I did. When I had to make a wish, I wished that Jordan and me didn't have to leave each other. Senator Flack took an envelope out of his pocket and passed it to me. I opened it to find a crisp new $100 bill inside.

."Wow! Thanks, Senator Flack."

"Call me Peter. That's o/k, it's from Mrs Flack and me."

"O/k, thanks Peter. Thanks, Mrs Flack!"

She just smiled and Jordan then passed me a package all wrapped up with a bow on it. My mum told me to save the bow, so I carefully took it off and opened the box. It was a gold watch.

"Oh my God, J! You shouldn't have."

I wanted to kiss him, but I couldn't. Next was my mum, she gave me another envelope, and I thought, more money... cool!

I tore it open to find a "British Airways" ticket.

"What's this?" I frowned.

Mum said, "Look whose name is on it."

I opened it to find it was made out to Mr Jordan Flack. 'New York' to 'London'. I looked round the table, unable to believe my eyes. They all started laughing.

Jordan announced, "I'm coming home with you, if you'll have me, that is!"

To be continued....