I'm not connected to Dawson's Creek in any way. This is a fan fiction story and isn't supposed to reflect on the sexual preferences of the actors who play the characters. All characters are the property of Sony and Outerbank Entertainment and copywrited to them.
Pacey Witter looked in the mirror and smiled. 'Oh, yeah!' he thought, 'I'm hot!' Hardly a day passed when Pacey didn't strip off all of his clothes and check himself out in the mirror. It wasn't vanity, exactly. He just liked looking at his body. It turned him on, in a weird way.
Pacey's sexual experiences were made up of stuff that every horny teen male's fantasies were based on. Only in Pacey's case, it had actually happened. He'd actually slept with his hot English teacher, Ms. Jacobs. He also had a very beautiful young girlfriend, Andie McPhee, with whom he'd become sexually involved.
Anyone who knew Pacey would have been shocked if they'd know that deep down, his class clown attitude and his sexual conquests were a cover up. Pacey Witter was gay, but no one could ever know it. Not even his best friend, Dawson Leery. Pacey couldn't stand that thought of everyone he loved turning against him if they found out the truth.
Pacey had been impressed when Andie's brother, Jack McPhee, had had the courage to come out. It was something Pacey just couldn't see himself doing, ever. He would continue to play the role of a straight guy, right up until the day he died. He could never, ever give in to his feelings. Especially not the ones he had for Dawson.
Thinking of Dawson made Pacey smile and reach for his clothes. He had to get over to Dawson's house. They were going to watch a movie together. Pacey loved sitting side by side with Dawson on his bed, their shoulders almost touching. It was the closest he'd ever get to actually being with Dawson.
Pacey borrowed his Dad's police cruiser and headed for Dawson's. He'd been with Andie earlier at the Ice House and had invited her to movie night. He'd felt he had to, since she'd asked what his plans were. She was his girlfriend, after all. To his relief, though, she'd said no. So, it would be just him and Dawson, which was how Pacey liked it.
Pulling up outside of Dawson's house, Pacey was surprised to see Chris Wolfe leaving. Chris and Dawson weren't exactly friends, but Pacey figured it must have something to do with the movie Dawson was making. Chris was playing the lead, a part based on Dawson himself.
Pacey let himself in, as he had been doing ever since he was a small kid. The Leerys had been more of a family to him growing up than his own dysfunctional family ever could have been.
Heading up the stairs, Pacey became vaguely aware of strange noises coming from the direction of Dawson's room. He wasn't sure what to think at first, but when he stopped outside the closed door to listen, he realized that the sounds were moans.
Pacey took a step closer to the door and listened intently. He was stunned to realize that the moans were coming from more than one person. Had Dawson and Joey finally......... no, Pacey had just seen Joey at the Ice House. She'd said she was working a double shift. Dawson and Jen? Or had Dawson been holding out on him about some new girl?
Curiosity getting the better of him, Pacey slowly opened the door to Dawson's room. He peered through the small opening he'd made and his heart almost stopped. He had a perfect view of his best friend, Dawson Leery, lying on top of another guy, bobbing his head up and down on a throbbing hard on!
Pacey remained frozen in place, his own cock growing to full mast as he watched Dawson and the mystery guy 69 each other. Pacey just couldn't believe what he was seeing. Dawson was gay? All this time they'd know each other, Pacey had never suspected a thing.
"Oh, God, Jack. That feels so good. Chris was right, you do have a mouth like a hoover," Dawson moaned, briefly pulling his mouth off of Jack's cock.
Jack?!? Pacey felt a surge of surprise, followed by an even stronger surge of jealousy. Jack and Dawson? Pacey's Dawson? It wasn't fair! Still, Pacey slipped his hand inside of his pants and began to rub his hard cock as he watched Dawson sucking on Jack's impressive meat.
"You're not so bad yourself, Dawson. You're about to make me cum," Pacey heard Jack moan.
"Good. I want to taste it this time," Dawson moaned back. Pacey watched as Dawson increased the speed of his movement up and down on Jack's cock. He began to stroke his own cock rapidly, wishing Dawson's mouth was on his rod and not Jack McPhee's.
Jack's sudden groans told Pacey that he was cumming. Dawson's face contorted in pleasure as he began to feel Jack's hot seed fill his mouth. Pacey watched hungrily as Dawson swallowed the entire load.
"That was incredible," Jack moaned. "You deserve a real reward for that blow job, Dawson."
"Like what?" Dawson asked, sitting up.
"Well, since I fucked you earlier, it's only fair that you get your turn," Jack smiled. Dawson's face light up in a huge grin as he quickly reached for the lotion on his bed. Pacey watched lustfully from the crack in the door as Dawson lathered the lotion all over Jack's asshole and then on his own cock. Pacey had never seen Dawson's cock erect before, and the sight almost made him cum in his pants right then.
Dawson sat on the edge of the bed, but Jack shook his head. "No, let's try it doggy style," McPhee grinned. Dawson nodded and sank to the floor on his knees. Jack, on all fours, turned to face the door, his eyes on the carpet.
Pacey watched as Dawson moved behind his lover and slowly began to ease his cock into his ass. Jack's face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Dawson slowly began to move his cock in and out of Jack's hole, breathing heavily. Pacey began to stroke his own cock faster, the look of ecstasy on Dawson's face turning him on even more.
"Oh, Jack. I can't believe this is happening," Dawson moaned.
"Your cock feels so great up my ass Dawson. I wish you could fuck me twenty four hours a day," Jack sighed in pleasure.
Dawson began to pump his cock back and forth with an increasing speed. The quickness of his breath made it obvious to Pacey that Dawson was already close to cumming.
"Oh, God!" Dawson yelled out as his cock began to spill out it's juices inside of Jack. Pacey, his eyes on Dawson's face, began to cum inside of his pants, all over his hand.
Dawson pulled his cock out of Jack's ass and collapsed sideways onto the floor, still breathing heavily. Jack turned over on his side, facing Dawson. He slowly leaned forward and kissed Dawson's lips tenderly. Pacey, watching from the doorway and trying to recover from his own orgasm without drawing attention to himself, felt another surge of jealousy when he saw the kiss.
"That was fantastic, Dawson. You're a great lover," Jack smiled.
"Jack, that was so amazing. I never imagined it could be like that," Dawson smiled back.
"I'm exhausted. You really know how to wear a guy out, man," Jack said.
"Hey, Chris helped, too. I thought my life was over when he walked in on us!" Dawson sighed.
"I wasn't too worried. Everyone already knows I'm gay, what do I have to lose? But that was definitely something. His cock is huge!" Jack said.
Pacey listened in shock. Chris Wolfe? Was he gay, too? Joan Cusak's line from 'In & Out' suddenly crossed Pacey's mind "Is Everybody Gay?"
"I'm glad you walked in on me today, Jack. If you hadn't... Well, none of this would have ever happened. I would never have been able to tell you I was gay. Or anyone, for that matter," Dawson sighed.
"Not even Pacey?" Jack asked, running his hand up and down Dawson's chest and playing with his nipples.
"Especially not Pacey! Pacey can't ever know about this, okay Jack? I don't want it to change our friendship," Dawson said, worriedly.
"He was really cool about me coming out," Jack pointed out.
"Yeah, but you weren't his best friend since forever. Besides, if he knew I was gay....." Dawson's voice trailed off.
"He might guess you have feelings for him," Jack finished the sentence.
"Yeah," Dawson sighed.
In the hallway, Pacey quietly closed the door and crept downstairs. He went into the bathroom and cleaned off his hand, his mind filled with conflicting thoughts. Dawson was gay and had feelings for him! Should he tell him he was gay, too? No! Pacey couldn't do that. He could be gay on the inside, in his mind, but he couldn't ever act on it! He'd promised himself.
Besides, how could he tell Dawson without telling him about seeing him and Jack? Shaking his head, Pacey slipped out of the house and got back into the police cruiser. He honked the horn, as if he had just arrived, to give Jack and Dawson some warning, and then got out. He let himself back in and bounded up the stairs noisily.
"Hey, ready for movie night, Dawson my man?" he asked, throwing the door to Dawson's room open. Deep down, he'd hoped to catch the two of them still in a state of undress, even though he knew he couldn't act on it even if he did.
"Yeah, Pacey. I ran into Jack and invited him. Is that okay?" Dawson asked, smiling at his best friend. Dawson and Jack, fully dressed again, were sitting side by side on Dawson's bed, looking totally innocent.
"Sure. How's it going, Jack?" Pacey smiled. Inside, though, he was feeling jealous of Jack for getting to be with Dawson. All through the movie, Pacey noticed the two of them exchanging secret looks that he wouldn't have seen at all if he hadn't know the truth already.
The movie finally ended. The three teens had watched in complete silence, each thinking his own thoughts. Pacey stood up the moment the credits began.
"Well, boys, that's it for me. I'll see you at school tomorrow," Pacey smiled.
"Wait, Pacey. Do you think you could give me a ride home?" Jack asked. Pacey was surprised and more than a little reluctant. He wanted to be alone so his mind could process all that he'd seen earlier and the truths he'd learned.
"Sure, Jack. Let's go," Pacey put on a fake smile. He noticed that Dawson looked disappointed that Jack was leaving. Another twinge of jealousy overtook him.
There was a silence between the two as Pacey drove towards the McPhee house in the police cruiser. Both remained quiet, thinking their own thoughts, until Pacey pulled into the driveway. Then, Jack turned towards Pacey and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Pacey, don't hurt my sister," Jack said.
"What? Why would I hurt Andie? I love her," Pacey said, confused.
"Do you really? Are you one hundred percent sure of that?" Jack demanded.
"Yes, of course I am. What's up with you, Jack?" Pacey asked.
"I just want to be sure that you're not uncertain. You know, about your sexuality. I hurt Joey a lot by stringing her along, trying to make myself be straight by dating her. Andie's too fragile to survive that, Pacey," Jack said quietly.
"My sexuality? What the hell are you talking about, McPhee? Sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm as hetero as they come," Pacey smiled, feeling his insides suddenly turn to jello.
"I hope that's true. I don't know exactly what you saw today, Pacey. But when Dawson and I were getting dressed, I looked out the window and saw you get into the car and then honk the horn to make us think you'd just got there," Jack said.
"I just didn't want to embarrass you guys, that's all," Pacey said quickly, blushing. "Just because I heard you two....um, you know, and didn't say anything doesn't mean I'm gay."
"I'm not saying it does, Pacey. But I watched you during the movie. I saw the looks you were giving Dawson," Jack said. "Don't hurt my sister."
"Jack, you're nuts. I love Andie. Dawson is my friend. If I was giving him looks, it was just because I couldn't believe he'd never told me he was gay. That's all. Now, good night," Pacey said firmly.
Jack nodded and got out of the car without saying another word. Pacey drove off, his head spinning. Jack knew he'd been in the house! If he said anything to Dawson, the whole gay issue would come up between them and Pacey knew that if it did, he wouldn't be able to hide his feelings for Dawson. And he had to hide them. No matter what.
Jack, standing in front of his house in the dark, slowly shook his head. He hoped Pacey was being honest and was really straight. Not just because it would destroy Andie if he wasn't, but because he didn't want the competition for Dawson's affections. There was no way Dawson would pick him over Pacey, and Jack didn't intend to lose Dawson, ever.
##Well, there's part two! Hope you liked!! Write me at denvercarrington@hotmail.com to chat about it or give suggestions.