The Ballad of JT Chapter Eight
Copyright Notice - This story is copyright by Pete Roholt and the author retains all rights. You may distribute, copy or print this story however you like, as long as this copyright notice remains intact and you do not change the story in any way. Also you may not charge any fee to anyone to distribute or access this story.
Okay you all know the routine if you ain't supposed to read this don't. If you do don't get caught. If male to male affection and or sex bothers you get lost. This story is going to deal with being outed in high school, gay bashing, suicide and other intense themes (If my writing is up to it ) This is fiction it isn't true some scenes are based on my own experiences with names changed to protect the guilty. Any comments will be welcome pistonpolisher@webtv.net
The Ballad Of JT
Chapter Eight By Pete Roholt
I crawled back up in bed beside him and snuggled close. He was almost asleep, but when he felt me he opened his eyes and said, "JT that was... I mean what you did... that was perfect."
"Thank you, it was my pleasure believe me. I was wondering though you barely made a sound."
"Well yeah, when you share everything with your twin brother you learn to beat off quietly. He's always around so when I need to I learned to be quiet."
While he was talking I was nibbling on his left nipple and humping my cock against his leg.
"Umm I guess it's my turn now huh?"
"Dally, you don't have to do anything, I'm fine really." I lied.
"JT I want to do this. I wanted to do this almost as much as I wanted you to do what you did."
He reached his head in and gave me a kiss. While kissing me he pushed me over on my back and took the position of the aggressor. We kept on with the long french kiss, but he moved his hands down to my nipples and with butterfly like caresses softly played with them. He moved down and lightly bit me at my adam's apple I bared my throat to him. Exposing my weakest part. It was a token of my trust in him to do that.
He slowly worked his way down my chest and stomach until he reached my leaking cock. He licked me right across the glands and I moaned loudly, "Oh yeah Dally just like that."
For the longest time he kept licking me my erection, my ball sack up and own and back and forth. I was really needing release by this point and said, "Dallas quit screwing around and suck me. I need to cum baby please suck on me."
He wrapped his lips around me and slowly slid down until I felt the back of his throat against my cock. He tried to deep throat me, but he gagged really bad. "Dally, don't worry about taking me down your throat just do as much as you feel comfortable with."
He kept sucking me and although a couple of times I did feel a tooth he was pretty careful about them. I knew I needed to cum soon I couldn't hold out for long. I also didn't want Dallas to end up with sore jaws it takes a while to build up those muscles. Then I felt him try and stick a finger up my ass, but it wasn't lubed and there was no way it would go. "Put your finger in your mouth and get some spit on it first Dallas, it's nature's lube."
The next try his finger slid in much easier. Now I was still a virgin anally Jimmy hadn't wanted to so we never did. I had been finger fucking myself for a long time though so I was prepared for it. He slid his finger along until it touched my prostate and I let out a guttural groan. He kept prodding me in the same spot and I was about to los e my mind it felt so good the combination of his sweet lips wrapped around my cock and his finger gently massaging my prostate.
"Dallas oh god that feels so good oh Dally I'm cumming oh shit here it goes. Ahhhnngg." I shot four or five spurts of my juice into his warm mouth and he kept on sucking. When my cock got too tender I pulled his head off.
"Damn boy how did you learn to do that?"
"Was I good?"
"Dally you were great. Next time watch the teeth a bit more though okay?"
"I'm sorry JT I didn't mean to..."
"It was great Dallas don't sweat the small stuff." I said as I leaned in and kissed him. We lay there and enjoyed the after glow of our love making for a while. Then I noticed the time.
"Dallas, we got to take a shower and get going it's almost six and I have to be at Jason's by six thirty."
We managed to get through the shower and upstairs without any more um well sex. My mom was gone, but there was a note waiting on the fridge door.
"JT there is a hotdish in the oven, you and Dallas eat what you want and put the rest in the fridge. Your dad and I are going out for the evening, but call us if you decide to stay at Jason's. Don't drink you're on pain medication. Good luck tonight with your friends and be careful. love mom"
"Dallas, you set the table and I'll get the hotdish." I said, " What do you want to drink? Milk or Coke?"
"Your dad have any beer in there?"
"Yeah some Bud Light."
"Give me some of that."
"You sure Dallas? It could get kind of intense tonight."
"That's why I want one."
"OK bud whatever you think is best." My folks were okay about us drinking as long as we we didn't drive or do anything too stupid.
We pretty much demolished mom's hamburger. Dallas had three more beers and I could tell they were having their effect on him. Oh well I thought he will be the one with a sore head tomorrow not me.
We drove over to Jason's and were a little late it was 6:45 and we were supposed to be there at 6:30.
"Jesus Christ can't you ever be on time." Jason complained at me.
"Nice to see you to bro." I said.
"Hey Dallas is this jerk leading you astray?" Jason asked.
"No I thought I better go over there to make sure he came tonight. He has been different since they beat him up. With some moral support I knew he would find some back bone." Dallas replied.
"Watch it asshole, once I get better I am going to whip your ass." I said.
Jason and Dallas laughed at me.
"Okay there has been a slight change in plans. Lori and the girls aren't coming out here. We talked and decided it would be better to meet separately. Now JT I want you to go up to my room and wait there. I'll call you on the intercom when it is okay to come down. You can use my computer if you want, just remember to clear the cache when you're done I don't want my Dad to think I've been looking at those gay sites." Jason said.
"Okay Jason, but I still don't think this is going to work."
"Leave that up to us."
Well I went up to Jason's room and lay down in his bed. I didn't sleep I just laid there letting things slip through my mind.
The guys, there were eleven of us including me. We were all a bit on the outside because we all lived out of town and we were into rodeo and horses and being cowboys. The town kids all seemed to be into sports and rock and stuff like that. Not that we don't listen to rock, it's just most of us listen to country as our first choice. Any way we had been in 4-H together and rodeo and all that sort of thing so we had kind of all become one group.
Kurt Busch is kind of our leader. He is older than the rest of almost 18 and probably the best horseman among us and a top all around cowboy, though none of the rest of us would actually say it. He is 6'4" and weighs almost two hundred pounds, he has those classical nordic features blue eyes and blonde hair. He crosses the boundary between the city kids and country kids mainly because he is a great football player and has a good chance of getting a college scholarship on his abilities on the football field.
Brian Lonnigan is seventeen and a fiery red head. He is about 5'8" and wiry as can be. He is the one that usually gets us into fights. He always puts on this Macho front, but his heart is as soft and open as you can get. His parents are hovering on the edge of losing their ranch.
Jeff Johnson is sixteen with brown hair and brown eyes. He only stands about 5'6" and weighs about 120 pounds. He is just an average kid, average looks, average talent. He tends to get lost in the crowd, but he can be a good leader when he wants to be. I am more worried about him accepting me than the rest, his dad was born again at the same revival as Jimmy's dad and Jeff's dad had even become a preacher.
Paul Kramer is seventeen dark brown hair and hazel green eyes. He stands about 6'2" and weighs around 160 pounds. He is a good roper and gets along with everyone.
Tommy Hennesy is sixteen almost 6' 160 pounds,and is what they call black irish. Dark complected and is strikingly handsome. He is an all around cowboy not great in any particular event but is pretty good in all of them.
Luke Ironhorse is sixteen 6' 150 pounds. He is half Chippewa and half white. He wears his black hair shoulder length although usually has it in a pony tail. He is a very good looking guy he has the coloration of his indian heritage, but the facial features of his white heritage. He has had it kind of rough. There isn't much overt racism around here, but what there is is directed at the indians. He is almost as good in every event as Kurt and I.
Bob Olson is 16, 5'10", grey eyes, and his hair is so pale it is almost white. He is the comic in our group always there to make people laugh.
Then you already know Jason and the twins.
I'm going to have Jason tell you the next part since I wasn't there. He doesn't want to, but I am forcing him to.