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"Jason?" I asked curiously, I mean it was obvious what was going on now. I mean I'm laid here naked with my best straight friend (that I have wanked about so many times!) hovering over me with lust in his eyes. Yup, it was so obvious to me now, I have to be dead or unconscious; the stalker must have given me brain damage when he hit me. This has to be some type of dream; I mean this can't be happening...can it?
"Beautiful..." was the only word he said as he crossed his arms and pulled his t-shirt off over his head. His chest was so perfect. He had pinkish skin so soft, smooth, supple and completely hairless. It was that of the star quarterback (mainly because he was), I knew that he worked out a lot and it showed. He had pecks so big he could be mistaken for Pamela Anderson. My dick had started to slowly drip pre-cum and my balls began to sag due to the amount of sperm building up in them. The fur on the shag pile carpet tickled my ass and ball sack. My eyes gazed over his body he was a perfect specimen of man, the front of the slacks he was wearing where hugely tented out, a little wet patch developing there from his pre-cum. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his slacks and in one swift movement pulled them down to his ankles, the fact he wasn't wearing any underwear didn't even faze me, I think I was in happy land all I need now is his dad naked too. I watched his penis bob slightly with the beat of his heart. I knew he was big from the bulges I had watched so many times, but I wasn't prepared for what I saw -- a huge 9 inch piece of uncut meat; the foreskin was stretched tightly over the angry red head and my mouth drooled at the prospect, while my puckered hole quivered in fear. One word kept repeating it's self over and over again in my mind
'SEX!!!!!!!!'
I sat up on my elbows and watched my dream guy stand there completely naked looking at me with lust in his eyes. If this was his tactic for making me forget about Adam it was sure working. He got down on one knee and leaned over to kiss me, our lips met and it was the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt. They were so soft, so warm, and so tasty. My tongue flicked in and out of his mouth like a snake on heat, I wanted more! I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him down. The pace of my heart quickened and I had hot flushes when I felt his entire, naked, amazingly toned body press up against mine. His hot throbbing, slightly gooey 9 inch penis lay across my belly. He gyrated slightly causing more of our pre-cum to spread between us. His tongue started an assault on my mouth; it slowly worked its way around my lips before delving inside. I broke the best kiss of my entire life for oxygen.
"Jason? What about Sam...your girlfriend?" he continued to kiss and nibble at my neck, licking it every now and again. God I was loving this so much.
"She's history" he managed to get out between nibbles. He started to lick at my ear and nibble it slightly as he ran his hands slowly down my sides. He pulled back slightly and whispered in my ear. "Can I try some stuff?" at this point he'd got me so worked up I didn't care what he wanted as long as I had him. I quickly agreed. He jumped up and ran out of the room, as he ran by me I had to check out his perfect ass, and it was perfect. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it. Above his ass on his side was a big plaster; I wondered what he could have done to get that. It didn't take him long to get his stuff and come back, under one arm was a bottle of tequila (oh god yes!) and on a tray he held some limes, salt, ice cream and lubrication, I wondered what the hell he had planned. He placed the stuff down next to me.
"What's that for?"
"Fun!" he gave me a sneaky smile.
"What did you do to your back?" he looked at me like he'd seen a ghost.
"I hurt it in football practice"
"I hope it didn't hurt too much" he shook his head and quickly took up his old position with his entire body pressed against mine; his penis sliding in the pre-cum that was already on my belly. I loved that feeling. He took the bottle of tequila and opened it. He took a huge swig and put it down. He smiled at me and leaned in close, pressing his lips against mine. I opened my mouth to the strong bitter taste of the tequila entering my mouth closely followed by his tongue, we both greedily drank the tequila that was in our mouths while we where kissing. He ground into me hard as my hands found there way down to his perfect ass. I squeezed them tenderly. He broke the kiss and reached for the bottle of tequila again.
"Wow, now that was something, what do you call it?"
"Mexican kiss" he gave me another sneaky smile and his blue eyes glistened in the light of the fire. A few more kisses with tequila later I had to stop, I was beginning to feel drunk and I didn't want to be too drunk to have sex. He stopped with the tequila and started kissing me normally again. He lifted up his pelvis and I felt the head of his penis slowly trace down my belly past my groin, Its slimy head pressing against the fleshy bit between my anus and balls. He pushed his pelvis down again and his penis slipped between my ass cheeks. I quivered in anticipation, jumping when I felt something cold and wet splatter on my chest. I looked to see that Jason was squeezing limejuice onto my chest. He broke the kiss and sat up, his penis pushing against the length of my ass crack. With one hand he rubbed the limejuice all over making sure my nipples where covered, than he picked up the saltshaker and coated it in a fine layer of salt. I thanked god I didn't have any cuts!
"What's this one called?"
"Slammer bamma thank u mamma!" He picked up the tequila bottle and splattered it across my chest, wherever the tequila ran he quickly licked it up with his tongue, it was so erotic.
"You really like tequila don't you?" He answered by splashing some across my nipple. His warm moist mouth covered it and his tongue licked eagerly at the lime-flavoured tequila, he gently sucked and nibbled on my nipple and it was driving me crazy with lust. After he'd practically cleaned my whole chest with his tongue, he poured a little of tequila into my belly button and gently lapped at it, at this point I had totally given up on doing anything I just laid there and let him do what he wanted, my internal temperature was rising fast I need his cum to douse the flames. I watched the ceiling wondering when Jason had started to actually like me when I felt something cold land on my penis I jumped up and gasped loud.
"It's called ice cream delight...just lay back and enjoy" I sat back on my elbows and watch him cover my penis in ice cream. He pulled back my foreskin and with his soft warm tongue he licked all around the head. The drops of vanilla ice cream slowly ran down my balls and accumulated around my puckered hole. I watched in awe as Jason slowly took my 7- inch penis into his mouth, the contrast between the wet warmth of his mouth the heat from my penis and the cold of the ice cream was unbelievable. He was so gentle while caressing my penis with his tongue; it slowly lapped the underside of my head as it stroked the glands. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt, I laid back with a huge grin on my face. He started to bob up and down each time getting more into his throat. The pre-cum was lubricating my shaft as it slid down his tight throat, god he was good! As he withdrew it he gently sucked on the head, I could see the bugle as it pressed against the inside of his cheek; I revelled in the wet silky feeling. I started to thrust my hips up and down. The head of my penis had become hyper sensitive and was starting to tingle, my balls where starting to contract, I was so close to my orgasm, I could feel the warmth and euphoria starting to spread down my legs. He totally pulled of my penis just before I was about to cum.
"Why did you stop? I was so close..." my hand went to start to wank my penis but he slapped it away. I groaned in a mix of frustration and pleasure. He went back down to my penis; I was hoping it would be to give me more head but sadly no. His tongue went to my balls and he licked them all over, he traced a drop of vanilla down between my legs, his tongue slowly getting closer and closer to my puckered hole, I gasped as he licked across my boy pussy. He slowly circled the ring of muscle with his tongue before gently pushing it inside, my ass clamping down on this invader; he withdrew it and pushed it in again harder. It was a reality shock to me to have my best straight friend, who is the hottest most popular guy in the school tongue fucking my hole, but I loved every minute of it, I laid there moaning in ecstasy it just felt so good. He withdrew his tongue but a finger, than two than three, quickly replaced it, he was preparing me for the best fuck I would probably ever get. I just laid there holding my legs up so he could get better access doing nothing at all except smiling from ear to ear while Jason worked at stretching my asshole to accommodate his large penis. He stopped for a second to apply lubrication to his penis, oiling it up and down, a spurt of pre-cum landed on my ball sack and dribbled down to my stretched asshole. With one hand he held onto my thigh while with the other he pushed against my love hole with the head of his inflamed penis, I winced in pain as my ass stretched that bit further as he popped inside. He took it slowly, pushing in inch by inch, about halfway down his penis hit my prostate gland and I wriggled in pleasure, his penis wouldn't seem to go any further, with a quick push and a yelp of pain from me he managed to push it all inside me. He laid his body on top of mine again and breathed heavily, his breath stank of tequila. With a single lift of his pelvis he withdrew practically all of his penis leaving only the head inside than thrust it back in, the whole length of his penis felt like it was rubbing across my prostate gland, I was groaning loud in passion, my hands clawing at the flesh on his back. With every inch that passed my prostate, the closer I became to orgasm, the whole of my legs where tingling with pleasure and warmth, as I knew I was drawing close. He started to push inside me harder and harder, the little pain I felt of having someone so big inside me quickly turned to a sick type of pleasure. I withered around and Jason bared his weight down on me to stop me moving, I grabbed his head and practically forced his lips on mine, I stuck my tongue so far in his mouth I expected it to come out of his ass. We kissed passionately while he fucked me hard, our naked bodies humping on the shag pile carpet glistening in the light cast upon us from the fire. Moans, groans and the slushy sound could be heard between the sounds of our bodies slamming into each other, the smell of teenage sex filled the air, an almost musty smell. My cock was rubbing against Jason's six-pack, and I was becoming ever closer. I arched my back as he thrust deeper into me, I just couldn't stand it anymore I needed release, I couldn't hold back, I moaned really loud as my balls contracted far enough for a passer by to think I was still a pre-schooler, my hot teenage seed spurted between our bodies as my body shuddered and my ass clamped down on Jason's dick, I sighed heavily and breathed deeply. Jason still hadn't finished and was thrusting in me harder and harder, I had to push him off because my dick was been rubbed and the pleasure it was giving me was like torture. He didn't care though he repositioned himself so he was sat on his knees holding my thighs one in each hand, using this new position he found a way to fuck me even harder driving it even deeper inside me. I groaned as he pounded me, his face screwing up into a mask of exquisite pleasure as he drew close. He came hard with one last almightily push, he let out a guttural sigh as his hot spunk filled up my insides, he gave a few last thrusts for good measure before with drawing his long dick slowly leaving all his teenage seed behind. I knew my ass would be sore and leaking cum for ages but I didn't care, least it was his cum and not the killer dude Adam's, or even worse that big horse's cum. Jason laid down next to me on the shag pile rug and wrapping one arm around my chest he pulled me close, we both watched as the orangey red sparks of the fire enveloped the wood, I could feel Jason's slimy penis pressed against my ass and his heart beat on my back, we where both coming down from the euphoria of sex. My asshole felt well fuck and I loved it, I could feel the cum deep inside me sitting there...mmmm yea!
"Jason? How come we had sex? When did you start liking me? I mean I though you where straight and if you weren't why didn't we do this sooner?" I asked as we where both hugging, I felt so loved, so wanted, so right, I don't care what all those gay haters say about it been wrong, anything that can make someone this happy and feel this loved has to be good.
"Lucas, we had sex because I love you so much, I didn't realise how much I loved you though until Adam arrived and I became a bit jealous, although I wish we had of done this sooner because that was the best damn orgasm I have ever had, hell you're the best I have ever had!" he chuckled but I knew what he meant I mean it was the best fuck I had ever had.
"Haha, but all I did was lay there you basically did all the work I mean with all those foreplay things you did, you little pervert! I was honestly thinking god I hope he doesn't think I'm a crap lay I mean all I have done is lay here" he hugged me tighter.
"Lucas, you where great...I knew you would be" that kind of filled me with a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he knew I would be good and finding out I was great. I really don't know how long I had been lying there with him before I needed the toilet, but I managed to wriggle out of his grasp, I stood up my limp dick swaying in the air.
"Where you going?" he asked, he looked slightly upset like maybe he had offended me.
"Damn your nosey you never used to be like this, I'm starting to think our having sex changed you haha, but if you must know I'm going to take a piss" I clenched my ass as I walked out the door towards the bathroom.
"It's through the laundry room" I heard him shout, I mean as if I didn't know, I've been coming here for like years since I was just a little twat! I walked into the laundry room the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end due to the amount of static electricity in the air. I walked into the toilet and shut the door behind me, I aimed my penis at the toilet and let the stream of golden piss hit the water like a jet stream, the sound of a powerful spray hit my eyes and I revelled in the feeling of an after sex piss, it was almost as good as a proper orgasm, I finished my piss and shook off a few extra drops, I flushed the toilet before I left the room. Back in the laundry room I almost tripped over a pile of dirty clothes, I looked around and saw a pile of clean underwear and decided to 'package my goods' so to speak, the briefs where skin tight but I didn't mind and looking at the bulge in the front I doubt Jason would mind either. I looked back to the dirty pile of clothes I almost tripped over and decided to do Jason a favour and put them in the wash for him; I picked up the pile of black clothes and placed them on top of the washer. I looked around for the washing powder, as I reached for it I noticed something red on my hand, it felt sticky to the touch, my heart began to race, I brought it up to my nose and smelt it...blood. I suddenly became very afraid. I rubbed the blood on the pile of dirty clothes. Who's blood was it? Where did it come from? I lifted up the black woolly polo neck sweatshirt, something about this sweatshirt seemed familiar to me, than it struck me...it's the same sweatshirt the stalker wore. My heart froze, it couldn't be, no! Not Jason! I thought back to the night he attacked me, I remembered I smacked him in his side with the iron spike on the rod, I looked on the jumper, there was a tiny hole covered in blood, the same blood I got on my hands, I thought back to earlier when I saw the plaster on his side, football injury my ass. No what am I saying this is Jason, my oldest friend the nicest guy on earth he's like my brother, oh and we just had sex too, it couldn't be him, he rescued me. I placed the jumper back on top of the washer, it couldn't be him, in a fit of anger I swiped at the pile of washing knocking it onto the floor, out of the pile skidded a mobile phone and a talk-boy. God all I needed to see now was a card saying I am the stalker, all this time I trusted him, I felt so let down and angry but most of all scared shitless. Everything started falling into place like the plaster and the fact that Adam couldn't have lifted me but Jason could have and also what Jason had said earlier 'I knew you would be' GOD I'M SO FUCKING STUPID! My first objective was to stay alive now, no one is going to rescue me this time, I was literally shaking, the oh so familiar tears came flooding back like rivers, why Jason, WHY! I turned around and holding all my emotions back I sneaked quietly out through the kitchen towards the back door relying only on my instinct for survival, I had to get to the policemen outside. I finally got to the door, my heart was the only thing I could hear almost like it was living in my head, outside the weather had turned nasty, the wind was blowing almost bending the trees in too, the rain was beating down, while flashes of lightening lit up the night sky, I didn't want to go out there dressed in just boxers but like if I didn't I'd die. I rested my hand on the doorknob and started to slowly turn it, it squeaked slightly and I felt like screaming in frustration every time it did. I slowly started to open the door slowly; I shivered when I felt the cold air hit me. It was only open for a second when an arm zoomed past my head and slammed it shut; I resisted all temptation to scream. I slowly turned around while physically shaking, it was Jason...well really who else did you think it was? He was right in my face, I couldn't look him in the eye he made me physically sick, I pressed up hard against the door to try and get away but he got even closer pressing the whole of his naked body up against mine, his hand went to my hip and started to slide the boxers down, I slapped his hand away.
"Did you want to make love in the rain or something?" he said, his breath stank of tequila he'd been drinking again.
"No...I was just taking a look" he looked deep into my eyes, all the love and lust I had seen had been replaced by something else, something dark. His hand went up to my cheek as he kissed me slightly.
"What's wrong?" he kissed me again and I had to physically push his lips off mine or I would have been sick. It was something I shouldn't have done; he grabbed my hand and looked at the faint traces of blood that was left there. He looked from me to my hand to the laundry room; anger was the only emotion I saw on his face as he realised I knew...he was the stalker.
"Why Jason?" my voice trembled like crazy when I asked him.
"WHY! WHY! I'll tell you why! Years I waited for you to ask me! Years I hoped you would come and just tell me you loved me. But no..." he was so angry, this hand had found it's way to my throat and we was starting to choke me, I pushed hard against his chest to no avail.
"But you where straight! You never told me you where gay! YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND!" I pushed harder, but he was too strong for me, his grip tightened and I was starting to feel sick.
"All I wanted was you, but you never even noticed me, I was just your friend. And than Adam came and you started to hang with him more and more he was stealing you away, I had a simple plan, frighten you with the notes and make you run into my arms and than I would kiss you and we would fuck! But no! You just happen to choose that time to stop talking to me because of that bitch of a girlfriend, and you ran to Adam first!"
"Jason, I have always loved you, please don't do this, look at what you have done already, you have killed one policeman and my cat, and made it look like Adam was the killer, please let me go and we can sort all of this out peacefully" I pleaded with him, his grip didn't falter not even when I started to cry, this was it he was going to kill me.
"I had to frighten you Lucas, the cat was the perfect thing, I knew how much you loved that cat, fucking little hairball taking the attention away from me. And it wasn't one policeman it was two, so don't even try to run and get him" he sneered at me.
"You killed another person...where will it stop Jason, I mean you have what you wanted you have me all to yourself" his grip loosened around my throat.
"I have you?"
"Yes! I'm all yours we can find away out of this Jason, we can say Adam killed the policeman and we can live happily ever after, is that ok? We can have sex anytime you want and we can love each other for ever, isn't that what you want Jason?" ok so I was lying my ass off, but as long as it got me out of his death grip I'd promise him the world, he totally let go of my throat and looked straight at me, the anger totally gone.
"Yea, that's perfect Lucas, we can say Adam killed the policeman than came after us and I stabbed him in self defence, he's still in the garage, all we would have to do is stab him and this would be the end of it and we could be together" he has Adam here?
"Adams here? Is he...still alive?" my heart started to beat faster and faster, god I hoped he was ok.
"Yea he's a little bruised and beaten but we can say I had to fight him first, I couldn't have killed him before because they can tell the time of death from the corpse" he sounded so much like his old self, well except for what he was saying, but thankfully he hadn't killed Adam...yet. In this short amount of time I came to the conclusion that Jason was actually the craziest guy I have ever known, my heart was totally broken, my hero turned out to be a crazy zero.
"Ok, take me too him" he smiled at me; I think he liked the idea that I wanted to help him kill Adam; he's such a freak! I followed him through the house towards the garage, all the time watching his cute ass, hey like I know he's a killer and all and he's made my life a living hell but he has a very cute ass! My plan was as soon as I found Adam knock Jason over the head with anything that come to hand, untie Adam and run away to the nearest phone box to call the police, god I hope this plan worked. Jason opened the door to the garage and we walked in, it was completely dark, I couldn't see a thing. Suddenly I heard the buzz of electricity and the neon lights above me flickered on, there in the corner of the garage tied up and beaten bloody was Adam wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, my heart skipped a beat cause he physically looked like he was dead. I was reassured when I noticed him breathing. Jason walked over to him and looked down on him like he was a piece of shit, I closely followed him behind. Now I was doing the best acting of my life, I was totally calm and composed on the outside while on the inside I was screaming bloody hell and running around like crazy. I felt my throat it was read hot, I imagined his handprint was right across it.
"So how do you want to kill him" I looked at Adam and realised that I wouldn't be able to wake him up at all, he looked so out of it he might as well be dead, but I was still going to whack Jason over the head, I mean I had to take my anger out on someone. Jason picked up an axe an brought it over to Adam, he raised it high above his head ready to bring it down and kill him. I had to do something quickly, I looked around for something, anything to whack him with, the only thing that came to hand was a metal hubcap, but I decided it would have to do. With the reflexes of a cat I had picked it up and I smacked Jason across the back of the head as hard as my body could, in an almost slow movement I watched as he fell forward, the axe slowly falling, I winced as it only just missed Adam, Jason fell to his hands and knees holding his head, unfortunately it didn't knock him unconscious like I had planned.
"SHIT!" I screamed loud as he started to get back up, I was so not staying here, I turned and ran like a girl screaming as I went, I ran through the kitchen to the backdoor, I flung it open and ran out into the night, the cold rain hitting my bare chest and legs as I went, lightening flashed and the thunder closely followed, I knew Jason was hot on my heels I could hear him staggering through the same mud puddles I had to stagger in, I was basically running in a blind panic now. The rain beat down so fast and hard I couldn't see where I was going, the rain flooded my eyes. I wiped it away along with the hair that was also blocking my vision and came to a complete stop, I was only a few feet away from the cliff which over looked the sea, if I had gone any further I would have fallen off. I looked out to the sea and realised I had come to a dead end, dead been the appropriate word, there was no way out now. Suddenly I was startled by a heavy blow to my back knocking the wind out of me as I crashed to the floor, my head slid off the edge of the cliff, below me the waves crashed hard against the rocks. Jason had used his football tackle on me to get me to the floor, his entire naked wet body spread over mine, his strong hands found there way to my throat again.
"YOUR GOING TO FUCKING DIE FAG!" he screamed as he choked the life out of me, the rain fell off the edge of the cliff like a little waterfall. My vision was becoming blurry as my brain was been starved of oxygen even my lungs started to burn, I had to act it was either him or me now. I did the only thing a guy in my position could do, I mean there was no other way he was physically stronger than me, I still felt low down and dirty though. I quickly brought my knee up into his groin, he screamed in pain as my knee crushed his sperm factory, what happened next happened in the space of one lightening flash, he rolled onto his side off me, but due to the fat the mud in this area was weak and slippery he slid off the edge of the cliff, and grabbing my arm he took me with him. I saw the ground gave way and on my way down I managed to grab a hold of a root sticking out of the side of the cliff, I screamed loud, Jason slipped off my arm and grabbed a root below me. I looked up towards the sky and asked god 'why?' but got no answer, the rain beat down on my head, soaking my body, I just wanted to let go of the branch and end it all, but I knew if I did that it would be me just giving in an I couldn't do that. With all my might I pulled up hard, the muscles in my arm hurting with the strain as I did. I grabbed hold of the ledge, the mud squishing between my fingers; I managed to pull myself to safety. I laid on the top of the cliff panting heavily to myself, my heart slowly slowing down, than I realised Jason was still hanging for his life, I looked over the cliff to see him holding desperately onto the root of the tree trying to climb up with out success. His naked body falling against the mud wall of the cliff, his feet getting no grip at all, while the muscles in his arms worked overtime to keep him there. Although he's a murderer and was trying to kill me and Adam I just couldn't let him die, not like this anyway...capital punishment is the way to go.
"Jason hold on I'll help you" I knew though I was to help him he would probably still try and kill me, I sat there pondering the situation, but my better side won out, I had to help him it wasn't his fault he was a homicidal crazy maniac...well not completely. I looked around for something to reach him with, I saw a heavy branch on the floor a few yards away, I quickly ran over and picked it up, almost slipping on my ass at the time. I ran back to the edge of the cliff and reached out towards him with the branch. "Grab on!" I screamed, he looked up at me with those cool blue eyes rain splattering on his face and water falling down his naked body, a sick twisted smile on his face.
"I love you Lucas" those where the last words he said as he let go of the rot he was holding, in another slow moment his fell, it only took seconds but it seemed like an eternity, his face twisted with fear as his perfect body plummeted down faster and faster, disappearing beneath the waves at the bottom of the cliff, I held my breath in tight, hoping for some unknown reason to see him surface again, I never saw him again. I started to cry again I rested my face in the mud and cried, my whole life had been fucked up, nothing was ever going to be the same again, my friend was gone my cat was gone, my parents knew about me but least I still had Adam, that is if he still wanted me. I wondered what Jason's dad would say, laid there on the top of the cliff in the pouring rain, crying my heart out everything truly important in my life had totally gone. It was about four months later when I saw Adam again he looked a whole lot better thankfully not still bruised or bloody, he still had that amazingly cute demeanour about him, he looked nervously at me, I guess he was mad with me because I had kind of avoided him, but it couldn't be helped I did leave my hometown, I couldn't stay there, especially because Jason's dad hated me and tried to get me arrested saying I murdered his son, but all it took was for Adam to smile and I fell in love all over again, maybe there was still a chance.
The end?
Heya all I hope u liked the final part 2 I love you lol did u all guess who it waz? byeeee.