Christopher Answers

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Christopher Answers

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful Spring day and 16 year old Christopher Harris had decided that he would reveal his closely kept secret to his best friend Justin. He would tell Justin that he is gay and risk losing their friendship of more than 12 years. Pressures were mounting from his parents and some of his friends to start dating girls, an idea that he found revolting. Don't misunderstand, he liked girls but intimacy beyond the boundaries of friendship was never even a consideration. He was jealous of the girls who dated Justin, a feeling that he finally understood once he acknowledged his homosexuality.

By all accounts he was handsome although a bit small at 5 feet 6 inches and 120 lbs. His best feature was probably his butt. It had a roundness to it that was appealing and seemed to be the focal point when an assessment was made of his body. Beyond the physical side, there was his submissive nature. Some would consider it a weakness while others saw it as one of his most alluring qualities. His whole relationship with Justin was built around it. It was almost like he and Justin were flip sides of each other both physically and emotionally.

Justin Parker was a year older than him when they first met in kindergarten. From the very beginning Justin assumed the dominant role. Christopher never questioned this and was content to follow the lead of his confident, older and larger new best friend. The two of them were inseparable since that first childhood bonding. Justin understood that Christopher needed to follow orders as much as he needed to be the one to give them.

At age 17, Justin dated plenty of girls but never settled on just one to be his girlfriend. All the girls he dated were more than willing to date him exclusively. He was handsome, strong and athletic weighing around 190 lbs and stood just over 6 feet tall.

The only long term commitment he ever had was his friendship with Christopher. They were an unlikely pairing of friends, Justin excelled in sports while Christopher was not even good enough to be given a try out. Not that he wanted to play sports, he only wanted to be near Justin. Justin decided that Christopher should became a student manager, so that's what he did.

Yesterday he was there in the locker room doing his favorite job of handing out towels to naked boys as they finished their showers. Gary Watkins was the only one he thought came close to the perfection he found in Justin's naked body. Gary noticed that Christopher was checking his goods and smiled broadly at him. He grabbed his crotch and moved his cock and balls up and down, the age-old macho sign of, 'here it is, come get it'.

Justin was next in line for a towel and seeing this display, he roughly pushed Gary aside. Gary fell against a locker which prevented him from hitting the floor. When he saw that Justin was the one who shoved him, he tried to laugh it off. He wanted no parts of a fight, especially with Justin whose fighting ability was well known. He wasn't sure why he was shoved but assumed it had something to do with the gesture he made to Christopher. Justin gave a cold stare to Christopher as he was handed his towel. Christopher was surprised at Gary's gesture and the reaction from Justin. On their way home from school, Justin seemed to be his old self and there was no mention of the locker room incident.

It was fodder for Christopher's dream that night. He pictured himself being forced to his knees by Gary and made to suck his cock. In the next scene his master, Justin, pulled Gary away and shoved his own cock into Christopher's mouth. When he finished, Justin told him to resume sucking Gary but gave him that same cold glare.

Christopher didn't like sucking Gary's cock, but knew he had no choice and did what his master commanded. The dream ended with him being cuddled in Justin's strong arms. He was disappointed when he woke from his reverie.

Christopher thought about Justin almost constantly as the desires of his body began to overpower his innate sense of caution. It could be his imagination but it almost seemed that Justin reveled in the effect that he had on Christopher. At times he would playfully wrap his arms around Christopher for no apparent reason or just squeeze an arm gently. Christopher lived for those moments. They were a big part of his decision to tell his friend about his darkest secret.

They met at Justin's house and would walk the two miles to school as they did every day. Normally they chatted about this and that, friend stuff, but nothing of consequence. Christopher usually did most of the talking but today the turmoil in his mind kept him silent. Last night and again this morning he rehearsed what he was going to say to Justin.

Christopher had a nice little speech all prepared but delayed until they were near the front entrance to school when he just blurted out, "I'm gay and I'm in love with you."

Justin continued walking as if he had not heard what his friend just said. The reaction that Christopher feared didn't happen, in fact there was no reaction at all. After a minute or so, Christopher asked, "did you hear what I said, Justin?"

Justin stopped and looked at his life-long friend who was staring down at the sidewalk. Christopher wouldn't make eye contact, he was afraid of the revulsion he might find there.

"I heard you, he said. I am just surprised that it took you this long to realize that you'll never find anyone better for you than me. Quite frankly I was getting a little jealous. I thought you might be falling for that ape, Gary, the way you ogle his hairy butt in the locker room. The thought of you with Gary made me snap yesterday, that's why I shoved his ass into the lockers."

"I love you too, Chrissy, I have from the first day we met."

Christopher could hardly believe his ears. Justin said he loved him. Chris looked up into a smiling face as Justin cupped his left hand under his chin and tenderly kissed him on the lips, right there on the sidewalk.... in public..... for everyone to see.

Others did see, their kiss was witnessed by at least 20 students including Gary. It was an act totally consistent for Justin, he never worried about what others thought. He was his own man and this public kiss was his way of informing Gary and everyone else that Christopher belonged to him.

"Why did you wait for me to make the first move Justin? You are never shy about anything. You have no idea how I long I agonized until I finally got the nerve to express my true feelings to you."

Justin told him that he wanted it to be a decision that Christopher arrived at on his own. He was concerned that if he declared his love first, Christopher would go along with it simply because of his submissive nature. He had to know that Christopher really felt love for him to the same degree as he did.

Standing there in the foyer of the school, Justin leaned over and started whispering in Christopher's ear.

"I want you to understand what it will mean if you answer yes to the question I am going to ask."

"I want to be the center of your universe just as you are already the center of mine. I know I can be a real pain-in-the-ass. I have this need to be in charge of everything. From the first day we met, you seemed to accept that and for the life of me, I don't know why. I look at you and I see this cute little guy who needs to be protected from the Garys of this world. I want...need...you to be dependent on me. It's almost like I am a parent and you are my child. I want to discipline you to make you understand how much I love you. God, Christopher, you have my mind so screwed up. I love you so much I'm afraid I will wind up suffocating you. I would rather die than harm even a single hair on your head but I wouldn't blame you one bit if you told me to go to hell."

"So the question is do you want to spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Yes... oh god yes Justin ... more than anything else in the world."

Justin and Christopher passionately embraced each other oblivious to the normal crowd gathering in the school's foyer before the start of yet another school day in a seemingly endless series of school days. But this day would be one that these two would remember their entire lives.

Their public display of affection was witnessed by Mr. Jordan, the school principal, who didn't take kindly to that type of behavior. To be fair to Mr. Jordan, his problem was not that it was a boy kissing another boy that he found offensive. He would have had the same reaction to all couplings, heterosexual or otherwise, in the entrance to his school.

"Justin Parker and Christopher Harris, in my office now"!, he said in his best imitation of Mr. Jordan doing Mr. Jordan.

Justin as usual took the lead as the two of them filed behind Mr. Jordan through the linoleum covered outer offices and into the plush carpeted inner sanctum of the revered and often feared principal. Mr. Jordan took a seat behind his enormous oak desk and gestured to the boys to stand in front of it.

And what was all that about he said sternly, looking at Justin who was completely unintimidated and Christopher who was visibly shaking like a leaf in a breeze.

Justin looked the principal squarely in the eyes and declared that he and Christopher had discovered that they loved each other. He went on to say that he didn't think there was anything wrong with what they did. The principal noticed him slip his arm around Christopher's waist and pull him closer to him. Mr. Jordan secretly admired the defiance he saw in Justin and the protective gesture that he was displaying toward his obviously distressed and smaller friend.

"Is this true, Christopher? Mr. Jordan asked."

Chris was almost inaudible but managed a weak 'yessir' in response.

"Well boys, he said, resuming his stern demeanor again. I love Mrs. Jordan but I don't kiss and grope her in the school lobby whenever she stops by for a visit."

" I think you boys need to have some time off together to sort through this newfound love of yours. As of right now, you both are on a one day suspension from school. I will inform your teachers but I'm not sure if I am going to find the time to telephone your parents. I'm a very busy man you know. Since today is Friday and the stir the two of you created is bound to make this day unproductive for learning anyway, return Monday and try to keep your affection for each other a little less overt."

Mr. Jordan keyed the intercom and told his secretary to prepare two truancy passes. "I don't want you two to be picked up by the police and brought back here today he explained. Now get out of here before I change my mind."

Justin broke into a big smile and thanked the principal when he realized the huge favor that was being granted to them. What a cool guy he thought to himself.

They walked out of school together, free to do and go anywhere they wanted for a whole day. Justin draped his arm over the shoulder of his little friend as the sunshine warmed their faces. There was only one place he wanted to go, his mother was at work and they would have the whole house to themselves.

Christopher put his arm around Justin's waist and they seemed to traverse the two mile walk home in record time. Justin keyed open the door and picked up Christopher in his arms, carrying him across the threshold like a new bride.

Literally years of denying the deep emotions they held for each other melted away as Justin sat Christopher down on the dining room table. He immediately started to peel off his clothes wanting to see his love as god intended him to be seen, naked and vulnerable. There was no need to hurry but Justin couldn't control himself. Shirt, pants, sneakers and socks lay in a heap beneath the table. The prize he sought was covered now only by a thin pair of cotton briefs. Prolonging the moment Justin pulled at his own clothes, wanting their initial embrace to be skin on skin. The pinkish hue of Christopher's skin was begging to be kissed....licked and adored.

'God this love of mine is beautiful', Justin thought as he discarded the last of his own clothes. Justin's cock was at full mast as he stood in front of Christopher perched on the dining room table like a boy banquet. He could see the outline of Christopher's cock straining for release from the white cotton briefs separating him from complete nakedness.

Not able to contain himself any longer, Justin hooked his fingers inside the elastic band and slid them down as Christopher raised up allowing them to be slipped over his ass and down to his ankles. Chris's 5 inch cock rose proudly as it found the freedom it was searching for.

Justin leaned down and took the fullness of the boy into his mouth. Christopher let out a moan as the wet cavern of Justin's mouth consumed his entire penis. Christopher didn't have a chance to warn Justin that he was going to erupt, his seed just seemed to explode. Justin gasped slightly but managed to swallow the initial offering with no problem. As quickly as the first, a second and then a third deposit was made into his mouth.

"You will pay for that, he told Christopher."

Having satisfied his little friend, Justin now sought a similar release for his own straining cock. Christopher's body was limp as Justin arched his legs atop his shoulders maneuvering his 9 inch cock toward the pink pucker centering one of the finest asses he had ever seen. With his hands on Christopher's hips, he yanked the boy toward him as he drove his cock all the way to the hilt. Christopher cried out as the sensation of being skewered enveloped him. Justin held his position until Christopher's ass adjusted to his stiff cock. Pain gave way to pleasure and Christopher heard himself begging Justin to fuck him harder. Justin drew his cock back to where only the tip was held fast by Christopher's sphincter muscle. Then he plunged forward hearing his balls slap against ass cheeks. Again and again he continued the pistoning action until he felt a churning in his balls. Hot seed filled Christopher's ass as Justin held his fully extended position deep inside.

With the last of his seed expelled, Justin pulled out and picked up his tiny friend in his powerful arms carrying him to the sofa. Justin sat down and draped Christopher face down across his knees with his beautiful ass perched high and on display. He used his open palm to start a series of light slaps on those pert buttocks.

"You've been naughty little boy and daddy needs to discipline you."

Christopher smiled knowing that he found the place where he most wanted to be.

Chapter 2

The ceremonial spanking ended with the tenth sharp slap to young Christopher's bubble butt. Justin finished by caressing the soft pink flesh with a gentleness that belied his physical strength.

The warm glow from Christopher's chastised butt seemed to spread throughout his tiny body. His new master had asserted his dominance by deflowering his virgin ass then taking him over his knee. Christopher's answer was his total acceptance, his willingness to be deflowered and spanked without a struggle. He belonged to Justin, the pact between them was sealed.

Justin slipped his left arm under the boy's chest and held his ass cheeks firmly with his right hand. He let Chris' legs slide down between his and pulled him chest to chest. Christopher's eyes were glazed with tears of joy as Justin's open mouth covered his. He relaxed his jaw and passively let the probing stiff tongue of his master deflower his mouth the same way his virgin pucker was deflowered by his stiff cock. Justin was only doing what came naturally, taking what belonged to him. Likewise Christopher did what nature destined for him, allowing himself be taken.

Justin slid his mouth over Christopher's chin and down on his throat. Christopher closed his eyes in ecstasy, lifted his chin exposing his vulnerable neck in an act of primal subjugation. Now in a dreamlike state, he was the prey, prepared to die as Justin licked the skin before locking his teeth onto his throat.

After a few minutes, Justin released his bite and pressed the back of Christopher's head against his left breast. Christopher's lips found the hard nipple and drew it into his mouth like a nursing child. Justin moaned as the wonderful sensation of having his nipple sucked coursed through his body. He relaxed the grip that pressed Christopher's head to him. The boy moved his mouth to the other nipple then under the armpit that Justin exposed to him. The aroma of Justin's sweaty underarm had the effect of a narcotic on Chris. He nuzzled with his nose and laved the hair with his tongue. Christopher licked across his pecs and eagerly accepted the offer of the other armpit when Justin held up his arm.

Satisfied that it was thoroughly ministered to, Christopher exited and licked his way down to Justin's mid section as his knees lowered to touch the carpet between the splayed legs of his master. He lapped the belly button clean and followed a sparse trail of hair to the thicker patch of black pubic hair above Justin's semi-hard cock.

Burrowing in with his nose, he felt Justin's cock graze his neck and slide under his ear as it came to full erection. Christopher tilted his head to the side causing the hard cock to slide onto his cheek. Having thoroughly wet the pubic bush with his tongue, he pulled out allowing the rigid pole to snap against Justin's tight abdomen. He moved in front and hungrily mouthed his large testicles then lapped up the shaft to the underside of the huge helmet capping the 9 inch pole. Pre-cum oozed from the slit. Christopher's tongue swabbed it up like a dollop of honey. He arched his back, grasped the pole with both hands and pulled it down to an angle that pointed straight at his lips.

Justin clamped his hands on the boy's ears and drew his mouth forward allowing his cock to slide to the back of his throat. He worked his face in and out only 4 or 5 times before the churning in his balls signaled a need for release. He pulled Christopher's head toward him and held as his cum spray-painted the back of the boy's throat. Christopher fought to pull back in order to breathe so Justin released his ears allowing the boy's mouth to slide back to the tip. Christopher regained his composure and licked the outside of his shaft back down to the pubic bush and up the other side to the helmet again.

With his mouth on the tip of Justin's spent cock, Christopher looked into his master's eyes. Justin slid his hands under the boy's armpits and lifted him up to his open mouth.

"God Christopher, I love you so much, Justin said."

Periods of cuddling separated numerous lovemaking sessions throughout the day. It was nearly 4 PM when Justin decided they should get dressed. His mom would be home soon and he didn't want to shock her anymore than necessary. Their mother-son relationship was stronger than most. Justin's parents got divorced almost seven years ago. His dad remarried and moved away to start another life and Justin hasn't heard from him in nearly five years.

His mom could see the special bond that he had with Christopher and treated him like a second son. Justin knew she would understand and support his decision so he would tell her when she got home.

Christopher's parents were a whole other matter. They were very devout Catholics and the revelation that their son was gay would be difficult for them to accept. He and Christopher's public expression of love at school this morning was not likely to remain a secret to them, so it needed to dealt with soon. They would also have to be told today.

Justin's mom, as expected, was supportive. She kissed them both and made them promise to be faithful to each other. Her offer to help with telling Christopher's parents was accepted. She phoned and invited them to supper that evening.

Christopher nervously awaited their arrival. The last thing he wanted was to hurt them but his love of Justin was too strong, it had to be out in the open.

They waited until the meal was finished before Christopher finally told them about his feelings for Justin and Justin's feelings for him. At first there was denial, they said it was a passing thing that most teenage boys experience.

Justin who had been silent to this point spoke up and assured them that it was not something that would pass. He promised to take care of their little boy for the rest of his life.

"I am in love with Chrissy and he is in love with me. I will love him till the day I die."

The resolve in his voice made it clear that any further attempt to dissuade them was useless. Christopher's mom was the first one to relent. She hugged both of them. His father was more tentative but promised he would try to understand.

"This is not going to be easy for me Christopher he said but Justin is a fine boy and your mom and I love him too."

When they were about to leave, Christopher asked if he could sleep over. When they were smaller they both stayed over at each others homes literally hundreds of times. This time when his parents said yes it took on a whole new meaning.

There was a baseball game tomorrow, Justin was playing and Christopher was the student manager. Christopher had trouble sleeping as he lay naked with Justin's strong arms around him, he tried to imagine the reception they would receive. Justin had no such misgivings, sleep came easily to him as he dreamed of the life they would share together. In his dreams he saw himself kicking the ass of anyone who tried to harm his vulnerable Christopher. He would protect him from the bullies of the world just as he had since the first day they met.

They awoke the next morning and showered together, each soaping the other, unable to look without touching. Justin exited the spray first and toweled off. Christopher stepped out into the large bath towel that Justin held toward him. Justin dried him like a small child and then carried him back to his bedroom. They were running a little late because they had to stop at Christopher's for his change of clothes. Justin wore his baseball uniform and put his clothes in a carry bag along with a surprise for Christopher.

They went downstairs and ate the big breakfast of eggs, potatoes and sausage that Justin's mom had waiting for them. She kissed them knowing that life would not be easy for them. She hugged Christopher a few seconds longer. Of the two, he was likely the one who would suffer the most abuse. She knew that the world was not yet prepared for the love they shared. She could only hope that maybe someday things would change.

Chris' parents were in the kitchen when they arrived. An offer of another breakfast was refused as they went upstairs to his room. Justin exerted his control by choosing the clothes that his lover should wear. Christopher stripped naked as Justin put everything on the bed. Justin treated him like a helpless child who still needed to be dressed by a parent. Christopher was perfectly happy to have Justin play that role. He wanted his master to rule every aspect of his life. Justin sat on the edge of the bed and Christopher backed in between his legs. Justin held a pair of white briefs open and he stepped into them. Next the socks were rolled and slipped on his feet. Justin chose a pair of light blue shorts that he always liked on Christopher and slipped them over his feet.

His surprise was an old shirt with his baseball number. It was oversized for Christopher and hung down almost concealing his shorts. Christopher could see himself in the mirror and beamed with pride at this overt statement of his master's ownership. Justin gave him a reassuring kiss on the neck and a swat on the behind, they went back downstairs, said their good-byes and walked to the ball park a few blocks away.

There seemed to be a larger crowd than normal. The coach was a little cold to them as Christopher lined up the bats for the hitting rotation and Justin joined the huddle for pre-game instructions. Christopher listened intently to the crowd noises behind him. Several times he heard the word 'faggots' but tried to ignore it. He looked instead at Justin who was standing in the huddle with a discernible half step that had opened up on either side of him.

Hands covered each other in the middle followed by the familiar team yell, then they took up their positions on the field. Justin tapped his glove and limbered up at shortstop.

The first half inning was 3 up and 3 down, Justin made two of the outs, one a routine pop fly, the 2nd was a spectacular stop of a hard grounder and a perfect strike to first base. There was only a smattering of applause for what was an extremely difficult play. Normally there would have been a standing ovation from the partisan crowd. Even his teammates failed to yell their approval, except for the 3rd baseman, Craig, who realized that Justin saved his bacon. The ball should have been his play but he was caught napping.

Justin of course realized that the events over the last day were not easily ignored. Instead of knuckling under to the pressure, he rose to a higher level. His first at-bat was a triple that drove in two runs. Christopher yelled his approval but was joined by only a few others. He made several more outstanding defensive plays during the course of the game that were met with a similar lack of enthusiasm. On offense he was perfect, the triple was followed by a single and a double.

It was the bottom of the ninth and his team was losing 5-4. The lead-off batter singled to first, the next batter popped his bunt attempt to the pitcher and the third batter was out on strikes. Justin stepped up to the plate and heard some real encouragement from the crowd for the first time today. The first pitch was intended to be low and away but stayed up. Justin swung and sent a towering shot over the left field fence. The crowd erupted and about a third of his teammates went to receive him at home plate. No matter what else they thought about him, Justin was still one hell of a ballplayer.

After the game, the coach took Justin aside and suggested that it may be best if he skip his shower. Coach also told Christopher that another student manager would handle the towel duties for today.

So as both teams headed for their respective locker rooms, Justin and Christopher started home. For his part, Justin was angry. He put his arm around Christopher who was genuinely hurt by the coach's decision.

"Don't worry Chris, things will get better, you'll see. No matter what happens, I will always love you."

Christopher answered by putting his arm around Justin's waist as they turned the corner toward his home.

The locker room was quiet, much too quiet for a winning team.

Chapter 3

"You know, we really treated them like shit, third baseman Craig Allwein said aloud. Lets face it, without Justin out there today, we lose. What the hell is so bad about him loving Christopher? It took a lot of guts for them to come out, I admire both of them. Justin never treated me badly, matter of fact he helped me get a spot on the team. He gave me some pointers on hitting that Coach never thought to tell me. Hell, he saved my ass today with that snag in the first inning. I owe him and I'm not going to shun him because he is gay."

"Craig, shut the fuck up! Gary Watkins said loudly. This is about more than just baseball. My dad says what they are doing is against the teachings of the bible. It is a sin against God and nature. I don't want them in the same locker room with me."

"I'm sure they prefer not being in the same locker room with you. The rest of us aren't too thrilled about being in the same city as you, Craig shot back."

Gary was not amused as laughter filled the room for the first time today. The laughter was short-lived however as each boy seemed to be examining his own position on the matter. No one openly defended Gary's point of view even though many knew that their parents felt the same as Gary's father.

Outfielders Tom Papson and Dave Arnett glanced at each other ever so briefly. They knew where each other came down on this issue because they too were lovers. So far they had been very careful and able to avoid detection. They were happy for Justin and Christopher and wished that they could muster the courage necessary to both defend them and publicly profess their similar feelings of love for each other.

Coach Walters listened to the by-play from his office. He had received several phone calls last night from Gary's dad and a few other angry parents. He labored hard over his decision to ask Justin and Christopher to skip the shower room after the game. No question that Justin is the best player he has on the team. He felt certain that Justin wouldn't quit because of they way he was treated. He could envision Justin quitting because of the way his friend Christopher was treated.

'I wouldn't blame him if he did quit' Coach thought to himself.

He was worried about Christopher's reaction. The crushed look in his eyes told him that he may have made a mistake. He vowed that Monday morning he would have a talk with Principal Jordan about the whole ugly affair. This thing could snowball out of control and he needed to have the Administration involved in the policy decisions.

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In the confines of his bedroom and Justin's arms, Christopher said that he was going to quit being a student manager.

Justin held the small boy tightly and didn't attempt to dissuade him. This was a decision that Christopher should make on his own. Justin would not interfere, he was weighing his own options. His heart was telling him to quit for his friend's sake but his mind was thinking of the almost certain baseball scholarship that he would no doubt forfeit. At a University his gayness would be a non-issue but at a small town high school, in the heart of the bible belt, it was not likely to be ignored.

Laying on the bed still in uniform with Christopher's head resting just under his chin, Justin hiked up the old baseball shirt that covered most of his lover's tiny body. He leaned forward and pulled the shirt up and off Chris' head and tossed it to the floor. He ran his hands up and down the the smooth skin of the boy's stomach and chest. It sent electric impulses through his finger tips straight to the pleasure center in his brain.

Christopher's light blue shorts started to tent as Justin's fingers generated the same electric impulses and coursed throughout his entire body. He lay back and molded his naked torso into the warm embrace of his powerful lover. Manly odors of dried sweat emanated from Justin's unwashed body and baseball uniform. They enveloped his nose, he loved the smells of his athletic lover. He thought how he could be content to stay in this position forever.

"Next time Justin, don't hit the first pitch over the fence, you have absolutely no sense of the dramatic!, Christopher kidded him."

"If there is a next time, Justin responded. I was thinking I should quit right along with you. It won't be the same without you on the sidelines and in the shower room."

Christopher had never considered that Justin should quit and he said so. "You can't quit because of me, Justin, I won't allow it!"

Justin laughed at his reaction. "What do you mean, YOU WON'T ALLOW IT!! Since when did you become so forceful? I'm supposed to make all the decisions in this new family!"

"You do...you do Justin but you can't quit..you just can't. How else are you going to pay for college and get a good paying job so I can stay home and keep house for you. I hope you're not the kind that expects me to go to work. If you are, tell me now so I can make a play for Gary. I don't think he would want me to work .... besides he does have a cute butt, all hairy and everything."

"Why you conniving little...." Justin laughed at the absurd picture that Christopher painted. Then he squeezed him tighter and whispered in his ear, "God, I love you so much, if you ever left me I don't know what I would do."

Chris' mom called from downstairs, "Boys, we are going to visit Grandma, I made some sandwiches and put them in the refrigerator, ."

"OK, thanks mom, we'll probably be gone when you get back, might take in a movie at the Mall or something."

This was the green light they needed. Christopher's parents would be gone for at least 3 hours on their weekly visit to Grandma. Justin put his hands under Christopher's knees and lifted him up slightly as he swung his own legs off the side of the bed. He let Chris slide to a standing position between his knees. Christopher started to take his shorts off but Justin stopped him.

Justin stood up and quickly unbuckled the belt to his baseball pants, dropped them to ankles and kicked free. The shirt was next then his briefs and socks...in less than 10 seconds he was completely naked. Christopher stood next to him transfixed by the nakedness of this powerful male who had chosen him to love.

Justin draped himself over Chris' back and undid his shorts and briefs letting them fall to his ankles to be kicked free. Christopher could feel Justin's 9 inch cock on his spine as they both stood up. Justin turned Christopher to face him and sank to his knees. He kissed the boy briefly on the mouth and placed his hands on his buttocks pulling him closer.

He licked his way to the boy's Adams apple and down to the two nubbins centering his pecs. The tip of his tongue teased them to harden enough for him to suck each in turn between his lips. Justin's hands gently kneaded the fleshy globes and slid down to the back of his thighs. He pulled the boy even closer as his tongue trailed down to his belly button pausing momentarily to lick it clean.

He sat on his haunches and pushed his nose in the sparse pubic bush while Christopher's small cock stabbed at his throat muscles just below his chin. Christopher held onto Justin's broad shoulders to maintain his balance. Justin drew back slightly to allow the boy's penis to snap out from under his chin and press tight to his abdomen. Several broad licks with his tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock were enough for Christopher to spurt his boycum upward. The warm seed splattered on Justin's forehead and into his hair. Unmindful, Justin closed his mouth around the head of Chris' cock and caught the second discharge in his mouth. He greedily swallowed taking the entire erect penis in his mouth to the back of his throat. Christopher held firmly to his shoulders as his knees buckled from his multiple orgasms.

Justin scooped him in his arms and carried him toward the bathroom.

"I need to take a shower, Justin said. You don't know how difficult it is to find a towelboy around this place. Now that I found one, I'm not letting him go. The position of 'personal towelboy' is guaranteed employment for life. Do you want the job?"

"I accept your kind offer of employment, you were the only one I ever wanted to see naked anyway, Christopher said."

Justin adjusted the temperature of the shower and they stepped in together. Like this morning, they couldn't keep away from each other. Chris kneeled down lathering his hands with the bar of soap. Starting with Justin's feet he worked his way up both legs to the knees. Justin's thighs were next as Chris stood and liberally used the soap to cover the muscular treetrunks. Stepping behind Justin, he worked circular motions all over his ass cheeks and continued up the small of his back to his shoulder blades.

He had to stand on his tiptoes to reach Justin's neck. Chris got the shampoo bottle and Justin leaned down allowing him to work up a thick lather in his hair. Chris applied more shampoo under his armpits and then concentrated on the patch of pubic hair resting atop Justin's erect cock. He cupped Justin's huge balls in his lathered palms then slid them up both sides of his cockshaft to the circumcised tip.

Christopher put the bottle back on the shelf and held his small hands under the spray to wash away the lather. He held a plastic cup under the spray and poured it, baptizing Justin's helmeted cockhead. He leaned down and took the clean tip in his mouth working his tongue in and out of the slit that was oozing pre-cum.

Justin closed his eyes and turned his face up toward the ceiling. The sensation of Chris' tongue on his cock head was pure ecstasy. Chris broadened his tongue and licked the head like a lollipop. He dropped to one knee and worked his flat tongue down the shaft onto Justin's balls. He sensed that Justin was on the verge of release and bent over, submissively offering his pucker for skewering by Justin's pulsating cock. Justin guided the helmet, forcing it through the tight anal ring. He held onto the boys hips; once, twice, three times he pumped until his hot sperm coated Christopher's intestine.

Justin withdrew and lightly slapped the boy's ass before turning him around. Their lips met and Justin's tongue probed inside Chris' willing mouth. Justin broke off the kiss and picked up a washrag and soap, giving the beautiful boy a thorough scrubbing from head to toe.

Justin held the boy under the spray to rinse away the soapy film and turned off the water. Christopher stepped out of the shower, picked up a large bath towel and held it open for Justin to step into.

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After finishing the sandwiches and about a gallon of coke they walked to Justin's house to get his mother's car. Justin put his dirty uniform in the laundry room and then they drove toward the Mall.

Unspoken was the fact that many of their classmates would probably be there including a contingent from the baseball team. Justin was not going to alter his routine. Christopher knew that, even though he would have preferred to delay the inevitable until another day.

Chapter 4

When they pulled into a parking space at the mall, Justin shut off the engine and looked over at his little lover. Christopher was nervous and it showed. He looked cute in the tight navy cut-offs that Justin had picked out for him to wear. His smooth, peach fuzz covered legs looked positively edible to Justin who couldn't keep his eyes off them. Chris was tentatively peering through the side window looking for familiar cars and faces of people that he knew.

"Worrying isn't going to help you know, Justin said. This is when we find out who our true friends are. I figured out a long time ago that the only thing that matters is how you feel about yourself. We've done nothing to be ashamed of, we love each other, right? Even if all of them wind up hating us, it is their problem, not ours. You are the only one beside myself that I need to please. I love you and now everybody knows that. No more pretenses, no more dates with girls I care nothing about. Yesterday was the first day of our lives together as a couple. A year from now, I'll still love you. Sixty years from now I'll still love you."

Christopher leaned over, kissed Justin and laid his head on his shoulder.

"Justin, you are the best and I love you so much, Christopher said. I wish I could be more like you, you always know the right things to say to make me feel better. But now you have me worried about our 61st year, you're not going to dump me right after I just gave you the best sixty years of my life, are you?"

Justin laughed and ruffled Chris' hair. "Let's go inside before I have to spank that cute bottom of yours. You're really something, you know that?"

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"Here they come, Craig said."

Tom and Dave looked toward the entrance as Justin and Christopher walked toward them. They talked to Craig after his verbal confrontation with Gary and agreed that they would not shun Justin either. That's when the three of them decided to come over to the mall figuring that Justin and Christopher would be here as usual on a Saturday afternoon.

"Great game today Justin, Craig said. Thanks for saving my ass in the first inning. I guess I was distracted. You know how it is with Gary catching. Whenever he puts his fingers to his crotch to give a sign to the pitcher, it takes awhile for me to recover... gets me all hot and bothered.

All five of them laughed. Craig was good at cracking a joke at the right time. Justin always recognized that Craig was more valuable to the team off the field than on it. His ability to break the tension when things appeared their bleakest was probably responsible for turning a couple of losses into wins.

"Missed you in the locker room kid, Craig said to Chris. That other student manager handed us a towel when we went into the shower instead of on the way out. We used twice the number of towels as normal. Coach was really pissed off at him. He will probably be there all afternoon washing, drying, fluffing and folding. He isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer."

"Thanks Craig, I needed that, Christopher laughed."

Craig got more serious. "How you guys holding up? Tom and Dave here elected me spokesman, we really think it was rotten what they did to you guys today. Probably doesn't come as a big surprise but Gary was the one who talked most of the guys into ignoring you. He can be a real prick when he sets his mind to it."

"We're really happy for you guys. Frankly Justin, if you hadn't declared yourself, I was about ready to make a play for this cute little guy of yours." As he said that, Craig playfully squeezed Christopher's facial cheeks together and then patted him on top of the head.

Justin just smiled as Christopher turned a deep shade of red.

"Chris and me are going to take in a movie this afternoon, you guys are welcome to join us if you want, Justin said."

Craig begged off because his Dad threatened to kill him if he didn't mow the grass today. Tom and Dave broke their silence saying they'd be happy to join them.

Tom and Dave were knowingly taking the first tentative steps toward discovery. Being in the company of Justin and Christopher invited that kind of scrutiny. At the very least, they mutually agreed that today they would come-out to Justin and Christopher. The pressure of keeping their secret from everyone was too severe, they needed an understanding ear to talk about their situation.

They couldn't have guessed that Justin already knew, his 'gaydar' was fully operational. No one who was alert to these things could miss the love in their eyes when they looked at each other. Justin had seen enough to know that these two were hopelessly in love with each other.

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Tom and Dave were both 17 years old, 5 feet 11 and 5 feet 8 inches respectively. Tom weighed about 160 lbs. while Dave topped out at 145 lbs. Tom Papson had the smooth olive colored skin of his Greek heritage. He was handsome by any standards and was sought after by a number of girls. He hadn't started any serious dating, just enough to keep suspicion away from him.

His best friend Dave was much lighter in his skin tones, owing to his English/Irish extraction. He was equally handsome and was trailed after by the same group of girls that pursued his friend Tom. He had reddish hair and some cute freckles that made him look closer to 14 than 17 years old.

Dave had never dated a girl except for an arrangement brokered by some teachers for the Junior Prom. By his description it was the worst evening of his life that thankfully, ended early. He and Tom had double dated and after dropping off the girls, wound up parking in a secluded spot.

They started to talk to each other for the first time. Their hopes, their aspirations, their true feelings replaced the usual banter about sports and other subjects that substituted for real conversation.

They talked for hours baring their souls until the moment came when they tore at each others tuxedoed bodies with animal passions generally expected for that special night in the lives of teenagers. It was the first sexual coupling for each of them.

Hungry mouths covered necks .... chins ....pecs .... underarms. Pure animal lust dissolved propriety and allowed the two boys to enter a realm foreign to both. Skin on skin, they couldn't get enough of each other in their frenzied efforts to satisfy cravings too long denied.

Tom's seven inch cock deflowered Dave that memorable night on the polished hood of his father's car. Moonlight glistened off the shiny metal as Dave's thighs were pressed against his freckled shoulders. Tom drove deep into his tight pucker eliciting guttural grunts with each forward thrust. Dave begged Tom to fuck him harder as waves of pleasure replaced the initial pain of entry.

Encouraged by his partner's pleas, Tom slammed forward, withdrew and slammed forward again... and again. He couldn't stop even if he wanted. The heat of his passion carried him to heights only dreamed of before. He so wanted to please his partner that somehow he was able to hold off the ejaculate that was making his balls swell with the need for release. Finally the moment arrived as Tom's geyser of seed coated the insides of Tom's love chute. The slick cum backed up, greasing the seven inch tunnel that Tom had ruthlessly carved out of his friend's spasming ass.

As tom pulled out he heard a 'plop' sound when his wet, cum-covered cock dropped onto the cold car hood. Dave's five inch cock erupted at the same time sending a stream of hot seed on his chest and neck. Tom stood back allowing Dave's legs to dangle off the car hood. He pulled his partner to a sitting position and wrapped his strong arms around the boy pulling him tight to him. He washed the boy's neck to his belly button using a broadened flat tongue. His first taste of another's boys cum was wonderful. Long after the boyseed was lapped up and swallowed he continued to lave the boy's pecs and sweat soaked underarms. Dave sat there cradling Tom's head in his arms as the magic greek tongue sent him to places that he hadn't even dreamed before.

An offer was proffered by Tom to change places but Dave refused. His dreams always had him as the servile bottom boy to this handsome Greek friend of his. Tom obliged by taking Dave three more times that night. The last time with the morning sun warming his naked ass as it rhythmically pumped to expel the last of his prom-night seed.

Dave's Dad was at the kitchen table, it was 6 AM when his son walked inside wearing his disheveled tuxedo. He smiled, telling him to change before his mother saw him. His thoughts returned to his prom night and Becky Carlson, a girl he hadn't thought about in years.

He was proud of his son at that moment. One look in his eyes was all he needed to know that his boy had scored. He had no idea that his son David was smiling because a greek boy had performed the same service for him that he had performed for Becky Carlson. David and Becky had the same look in their eyes, separated by about 30 years. The look was that of having been well-fucked. Tom Papson deflowered his son on his Prom Night just as he had deflowered sweet Becky Carlson on their Prom Night so many long years ago.

No such misunderstanding existed in the Papson household. Tom had discussed this with his father prior to going out on his date. He professed his love for Dave and how he planned to consummate their love that night.

"Life is short, son, make the most of it while you still can." This was Mr. Papson's advice to his son as he departed for his special night.

When Tom Papson walked in and sat beside his father at the breakfast table he knew that his son had scored also. He was equally proud that his son had made the transition from boy to man. The fact that he had sex with another boy was of no consequence.

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Gary along with several of his baseball buddies watched the four of them sitting in the coffee shop outside the movie theater. He saw Justin smiling broadly as he placed his hand around the back of Tom's neck and touched foreheads with him. Then he did the same to Dave. They were sharing some significant moment together and Gary had his suspicions as to what that moment was. Then he saw Tom lean over and kiss Christopher on the cheek ever so briefly. Tom's hand slipped over Dave's shoulder as the four of them continued to talk together.

This is perverted, he thought to himself; three of his teammates are gay. Wait till his dad finds out about this!

He saw them get up and go inside the movie theater. His friends had decided to leave but he felt he needed to gather more proof of this perversion. He purchased a ticket and saw the boys sitting three rows from the back just before the house lights dimmed. He inched his way to stand directly behind them in the corridor behind the seats. The flickering lights from the movie screen was enough for him to see Tom and Dave kiss each other passionately while Christopher snuggled with his head on Justin's shoulder.

This is really sick behavior his mind kept saying until he felt his cock stir in his pants leg. He was both confused and disgusted. Why was he getting hard simply by watching them? He tried but just couldn't look away. He started to fondle himself until a young usher came over and told him he must take a seat. The boy's flashlight momentarily caught Gary's hard cock before he quickly shoved it back inside his pants.

Timothy Rohrer, the young usher gasped when he saw the size of Gary's tool. Gary was embarrassed at being caught and turned away in an unsuccessful attempt at zipping up. Rather than order him out of the theater as he should have, the young usher boldly brushed his hand on Gary's asscheeks while asking if he needed some help. Gary looked totally confused as the boy usher sank to his knees in the darkened corridor and fished inside his pants withdrawing his hard cock. Gary was standing only a few feet from the scene: Tom and Dave french-kissing with Christopher licking the palm and fingers of Justin's hand that was draped over his slim neck.

Gary felt the warmth of lips surrounding the tip of his cock. He moaned softly, grabbed the servicing boy's ears and started to pump his seed into the boy's hungry mouth.

He would surely be condemned to hell's fire for this he thought. The perverted nature of the act provided him with the best orgasm of his young life. With the last of his seed spent he pulled back and without a word said, zipped up his pants leaving the smiling young usher alone on his knees.

Gary bolted out of the theater into the bright lights of the mall and literally ran toward the parking lot.

Timothy recognized Gary when the door opened and he turned his head back to avoid the bright lights.

'That was Gary Watkins, one of the seniors at school', Tim thought. The boy then looked toward the seats to see who Gary had been watching. He immediately recognized Justin and Christopher, the talk of the whole school yesterday. As the lights from the film continued to flicker he was able to identify Tom Papson and Dave Arnett. Timothy, the young sophomore found himself wondering if the whole senior class at his highschool was gay.

Timothy Rohrer and several of his gay friends spent most of yesterday discussing 'The Justin Parker and Christopher Harris Story'. They were hopeful that the news of them being gay would lessen the homophobic atmosphere that existed at the school.

Justin Parker was an athlete and gay athletes were unheard of at their school. Justin was not only an athlete, he was a 'star athlete'. He was strong and had a reputation as a tough street fighter, something that was held in reverence by most males. He was like 'a gunslinger' from the old west. You didn't draw down on Justin unless you were prepared to meet your maker.

Timothy was 'out' but he kept the necessary low profile. Before Principal Jordan took over and effectively stopped the 'gay bashing' at the school, being 'out' was like carrying a sign on your back that says Hit Me. That is why a guy like Justin was so important to the cause. No one in their right mind was going to hit Justin Parker because Justin Parker would hit back; with a vengeance.

Timothy decided to take a chance and talk to Justin after the movie. He wanted to meet his new hero and tell him about the 'underground' of other gays at the school. He wanted him to know how yesterday was a cause for celebration with the news of him and Christopher 'outing' themselves.

He also needed to ask Justin why he thought Gary reacted the way he did. He hoped that Justin would tell Gary how much he enjoyed sucking his cock and that he would like to have a second opportunity to service him if he had unknowingly done something that displeased him.

the end for now.

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