"Jacky come on, let's lie down. You must have been hallucinating or something and --"
"Is he okay!" I whimpered, afraid. "I don't know what came over me and I can't remember anything, Jill!" I began to sob as he lifted me in his strong arms and carried me to our bed and laid me down ever so gently.
"He's okay, it's you I'm worried about!" he said with concern laying me down gently and brushing the hair from my eyes, he asked, "What happened? Fuck, I was only gone for a few minutes, Jacky!"
I told him my sudden fear for his safety and how I imagined that the cops would talk to Sheldon to find out who beat the fuck out of those teens and him ratting and the horrible repercussions as a result.
Jill chuckled and said, "Do you really think those guys would go to the cops? They were raping a little kid, for fuck sakes! -- Oh no Jacky, you don't have to worry about that, trust me!" he said reassuringly and gave me a hug and a kiss on my lips. "Besides, Sheldon wouldn't rat on me," he turned with a stern look at Sheldon who was sobbing in the corner, "would ya, Sheldon?"
"Nnno, I promise I'd never tell on ya, and I'm really sorry for being such an asshole to ya. I don't know why I said those things. Sometimes I'm a real fucking idiot! Jacky's right, I owe you for saving me today." he said with remorse.
"Well, ya can't take back words," Jill replied calmly, "but people can forgive them. Now get up off the fucking floor and get over here!" he said with a laugh.
Sheldon was quick as a bunny, to quick in his intoxicated state and tripped over his own feet landing face first at the end of the bed. A dumb grin and another effort later, he was planted right back in naked Jill's right arm and snuggled close. I assumed my rightful position at his left. I was happy that the tension in the room had faded, Jill's easy forgiving nature a welcome relief.
Silence is in fact golden. Each of us just laid there, each in their own thoughts. Mine revolved around those days activities. What a day it was! An emotional roller coaster, from love to hate and back again. My weird Jekyll and Hyde mood swings. The adventures experienced; the Aquatic Centre and all its bazaar events; the mall; the bikes; the vodka coolers; attempted murder in the first degree! I mean, who else can attest to a single day of such proportion and magnitude. No one, ... because they don't have Jillian in their lives!
I thought about Sheldon. The pain and hardships, the loneliness. I reflected back to the pizza restaurant, he relayed his life of hell. Waiting within ear shot of the school bell, far enough away from his tormentors until the crucial moment when he could safely run and enter the school. Eating his lunch in the secure, locked confines of the handicap bathroom until again, the bell sounded allowing him safe passage to his next class.
Each day awakening to endure the same scenario all over again! How does he do it? How can he smile and shrug his shoulders at his misfortune? His "that's life" attitude!
It was Sheldon that broke the silence. "I have a confession to make. Ya know ... about Mark? Well ... I really do want to suck his cock, ya know ... try it Its just... like ... he's my sister's boyfriend and all, it just wouldn't be right. That and the fact that if I do blow him, what everyone has been saying about me being a fag would be confirmed, ya know ... in my own mind. Prior to Mark though, I'd never thought about guys in that way, honestly! But I jerk off thinking about him every day and look forward to Friday nights and seeing him naked and doing himself while I'm secretly beating my own cock under the covers watching him. You don't know how many times I came close to getting on the floor with him and doin' it!" he sighed a sigh as if telling his true emotions was a great relief.
"I'm drunk and should shut my mouth, but I said those hurtful things to you Jacky, 'cause I'm jealous I guess. I mean, you have each other, ya know, ... to love. I'd never have that with Mark, that's for sure!
"Sheldon sex should be a two way street, Jill piped in, "If he's not going to do ya in return then I'd say he's using ya, but if ya feel like your okay with giving him 'Friday Night Specials' there's no harm in that either as long as you're getting off by doing it! Don't worry, he ain't going to tell anyone, Ya might even be taking the pressure off your sister to put out. Sure as fuck, he's buggin' her for it! You'd be doin' a favor if ya think about it.
"And as far as what ya said about giving him a blowjob would confirm that you're gay? So fucking what! You're in denial and a stupid stigma word like gay, or faggot is eating ya up. Well, I guess those words can apply to me but I just don't think about it that way. I like sex with guys because I relate better to them than girls. I have nothing in common with them. Jacky and me do everything together, he's my best friend, so why not enjoy sex when we're horny? I don't give a fuck who knows that I suck cock, or take it up the ass! It's nobodies fucking business." he tried to reason.
"As I said, if ya wanna give Mark blowjobs 'cause ya like him or any other guy for that matter, it's okay. I haven't even told Jacky yet, ... but I gave a guy a blowjob at the Aquatic Centre today," he confided, "Jacky and I ... well, we kinda teased the lifeguard.
"He watched me fuck Jacky in the pool and he got all hot and horny, ya know, so later on I went and talked to him. We talked about sex and he said he was kinda curious... ya know, about what it would be like to go with another guy. He said he's never had a blowjob and was dying to get one, his girlfriend won't do it for him. So I offered and we went to the men's staff change room. I didn't even know they had one but if ya noticed a door just when ya enter the main change room with a key pad, well that's where it is!
"He just kinda played with my cock a little, we didn't have much time 'cause he was on a break -- so I blew him! I helped a guy out 'cause I liked him, no big deal in my books, dude!"
So the truth was revealed. What I had wondered about and my gut instinct told me to be true was out in the open! I didn't feel the hurt and jealousy that I had experienced earlier. His upfront and honest approach qualified things. Jill would always wander, nothing I could do about it. Simply, it would require my patience and acceptance. I was willing to live with that, I had no choice in the matter.
"Yeah, I guess you're right Jill," Sheldon replied, "but you're so lucky to have Jacky, man!" he laughed, "I mean, he was willing to snuff me out to protect ya, Jill!" he laughed again, holding his neck in both hands mimicking exaggerated chocking sounds, "He's a regular little Pit Bull and ya outta keep him on a very short leash!" he joked.
We all had a belly roaring laugh at that. I liked him all over again, but after all, ... that's the way things had been all day, hadn't it? Jekyll and Hyde.
"You're right, Shel. Jill is the best thing that ever happened to me. I love him more than anything else in the world and I'd fight to the death to protect him, just like he would me so I've seen!" Jill replied with a giggle, but deep emotion as he leaned over and kissed me again on the lips.
I opened my mouth to accept him. It was a tender, slow kiss. His tongue rolling over mine. Then he broke his embrace from Sheldon and sprawled himself atop me, hands holding my face. The passion grew, I placed my arms around his neck, my tongue exploring his. Teeth hard against teeth, the warm breath from our nostrils emanated like a furnace on my upper lip.
I felt his growth on my right inner thigh, my own cock responded in turn, pressed against his belly, sheathed in my underwear that I wished I had somehow discarded so I could feel the naked warmth of him.
Regardless, it's erect presence was acknowledged as he gyrated his midriff slow and sensuous, stimulating me to even greater arousal.
His left hand left my face for a moment, I felt another renewed warmth pressed against my face and on my right side and I felt the denim jeans. Without opening my eyes I knew it to be Sheldon, he protested, but only briefly, a shy unknowing utterance of confusion before he submitted himself in the end. Its hard to resist Jill's temptation.
Jill alternated kissing each of us just as passionate as the other, his body straddled atop both Sheldon and me. His legs curled under each of ours, arms embraced each our necks and held our heads together. Sheldon appeared shy and bewildered, a nervous giggle erupted each time he accepted Jill's persistent tongue.
I understood his unease and fluster. I lived it myself not very long before. The confusion and inner turmoil. The sense of self degradation, boys don't kiss boys, at least not that way! It was all to revealing when you are striving to deny your sexuality, or being initiated into it slowly!
Not a twinge of jealousy did I experience though, it simply insinuated a certain strange normality, as if it was meant to be that way all along. Some strange twist of fate that brought Sheldon into our lives and into our bed, as precarious the situation might have started out to be! An eleventh hour reprieve and forgiveness by Jill showed his true nature. Don't cross him, very unwise! But if you do he doesn't hold a grudge and can forget as long as you can do the same.
His loving words spoken about me to Sheldon were heart felt, deep emotional heart felt words! I was on top of the world! His confirmation of his love for me placed me high in the echelon of his life! He was mine, and mine only as far as love went. The difference between love and lust, making love and casual sex became clear to me. Sheldon was no threat, nor Jordie or any other boy for that matter, just a diversion that I could learn to live with because he would always come home to me. I wasn't his first and I wouldn't be his last and I had better get used to that!
My feeling of blissful love was only enhanced when Jill enunciated, "Sheldon ... I wanna make love to my boyfriend now, he deserves it and I wanna do him!
Sensuous and with full resolve he slithered and licked his way down my chest and belly, my underwear quickly removed in such haste that I heard them tear before being pulled off my feet and tossed.
His sexual aggression was only too well appreciated by me. I was in bliss as he took me in his warm mouth, slowly at first, then with vivacious oral ravage on my genitals, a two fold purpose, first and far most to pleasure me but also to demonstrate to Sheldon exactly what he had preached moments before and that he had no shame in doing what was considered taboo in the mainstream of society.
Without a doubt, Sheldon was in the same wonderment that I experienced the first time Jill sucked me off. How such a manly teen aged boy, rough and tough and brutish who had also became his hero could possibly engage in such an unmanly sexual act. I hoped for his sake that Jill's hidden meaning would lessen Sheldon's angst about himself and his desires.
Sheldon's head was still planted in my neck watching the scene below. I turned my head to look at him and smiled placing my arm around his neck. He was so cute and frail, I wondered how anybody could want to hurt him.
I was on the edge of orgasm and let all concerned know it! I screamed out obscenities and bucked my hips. My hold on Sheldon tightened as I unloaded my seed to the very eager and thirsty teen between my legs. It was all over in a matter of minutes that I wished I had more endurance in prolonging.
I would have liked to have seen Sheldon's face when he realized I was Cumming in Jill's mouth but I did get to see his disgusted reaction when Jill climbed up my body and from only inches away, saw me open my mouth to accept my own pearly whites that drooled from Jill's mouth.
He limited my portion and closed his lips, I then thought sure that he was going to offer Sheldon the balance who must have assumed the same and pulled his head away with a scornful expression, Jill only made an exaggerated display in swallowing then smacked his lips for effect.
"Jacky I'll say it again, ya have the sweetest cum I've ever tasted!" he exclaimed then locked lips with me for another passionate kiss.
Jill wriggled his way between Sheldon and I with his head propped against the headboard and his arm around Sheldon's shoulder, his hard cock rested at his bellybutton, my cue to resume and return sexual favors after Jill's request to get them both another bottle of vodka cooler. He was my master, I was his slave.
Once again Sheldon was treated to erotica. I laid on my stomach between Jill's upward and spread knees, a position that allowed me full access from his hole to the tip of his cock and all pleasurable erotic zones in between that were quick to be coated in a slimy slobber of saliva.
Up and down, down and up paying no particular preference to any given spot, all being catered to with loving equality. Tongue titillating his rectum as hands and fingers occupied other areas, each of their practical erotic roles assuming the void of the next.
Just like at the Aquatic Centre and Jordie's voyeurism, I got a charge out of being watched, a turn on that heightened my exuberance and had me recharged down under all over again, and not unlike Jill, sending a message to Sheldon to chill out emotionally. If it feels good, do it! Role models in his inner struggle to identify himself to himself. Only then will he be able to experience his young life on another plateau and without inhibition.
I had hoped that I was passing on what I've learned from Jill in such a short period of time. It had only been a matter of weeks since our fated meeting in the middle of the street and forming a quick bond. Extreme friendship has no boundaries if you are committed and willing to give yourself, let yourself be taken outside the box of normality and a comfort level of existence. Experimentation with the unknown, form your own unbiased opinion of what society has brainwashed you into believing to be right and wrong, the later causing a life of emotional turmoil and frustration if you allow yourself to follow that doctrine.
I realized that I was no different from Sheldon a few short weeks ago. Our ages quite close. Jillian didn't make me queer or a faggot or any other derogatory and hurtful stigma to describe it. It was deep rooted inside me, always had been I supposed. He only brought it forward, made me come to terms with it even before I knew that it existed in myself! I could easily have ran from his slow and deliberate seduction, that's exactly what it was, slow and deliberate seduction! A systematically administered agenda spanning over several days until I relented and gave up denying my sexuality to myself.
But I had no regrets. Jill only enlightened my life and what I was doing for him then was being administered in a willing, unselfish manner and certainly not forced in any way, at least not physically, only emotional devotion to him.
I had a clear view of above, Jillian in ecstasy, Sheldon in awe as I worked my magic, knowing that I was becoming more daring and getting better at it unencumbered by guilt or reservation. My mission was clear and doting in its execution.
Jill was urging Sheldon by the nape of his neck taking the near empty bottle from Sheldon's hand He resisted somewhat, but Jill was persistent in his desire. Whether or not Sheldon obliged in a willing way, or that he became submissive to what was expected of him, I found him head to head with me inches above Jill's cock that was seeping in excitement.
He was scared! I could see it in his face and eyes beyond his very visible intoxication. I licked off the dribbles as if clearing the way for him and pointed it at him. I took his hand and placed it around the shaft. He squeezed and fondled, examined and reexamined, the rest was up to him.
I resumed licking Jill where he liked it most, burying my tongue as deep as I could and striving to go deeper with his cheeks pulled apart. Sheldon found his nerve and had Jill's head in his mouth, eyes closed, his head bobbed ever so slightly as Jill urged him to take more applying pressure to his head.
Sheldon got the hang of it in no time and Jill relaxed with his hands behind his head cooing his approval at Sheldon's first attempt at sucking cock. He wasn't as ambitious as I would have imagined he would be once he broke the barrier in his mind. His effort to please was bashful, going through the motions but without zeal.
He fell asleep at one point and I nudged him awake. I had the urge to take over and give Jill what he deserved but I wanted Sheldon to follow through to the end and his first taste of butter milk! However, I figured I had better speed things up, his heavy eye lids were struggling to keep alert so I pumped the base of Jill's cock with Sheldon's hand wrapped in mine. After a few minutes I felt Jill's balls churn and Sheldon's lazy eyes widened. Before he could pull away I held his head in place as he gagged and sputtered on Jill's offerings that leaked from the corners of his mouth that I was quick to lap from the shaft.
When I assumed Jill was spent, I eased my force upon Sheldon's head. He gasped for air then spit the jism onto Jill's pubic hair. With a look of disgust he blurted "Holy fuck that shit's awful stuff!"
"Its an acquired taste, Shel. You'll get used to it!" I assured him playfully as I cleaned up his spillage.
...to be continued.....