THE USUAL DISCLAIMER STUFF: This story is intended for audiences 18 years and older. If you're under 18, please leave. It contains graphic descriptions for teenage boys having sex. If this offends you, what are you doing at this website in the first place? This is a work of (my) fantasy, any resemblance to real people is strictly almost unintentional. This is the third part of an ongoing story, I recommend that you read parts one and two before you continue with this story.
Codes: BB - 1st - Anal
Jared and Christian Part III: Jared's Story By Jayzee 711
Jared gazed in wonder at the crowded hallway. There had to be at least three hundred kids screaming and laughing. He couldn't believe that there were that many high school age kids in Paytonville. Last May, the junior high had only graduated fifty eighth graders.
Two more buses pulled up out front and a swarm of eighty more students got out. Jared pushed himself against the wall as the doors were pulled open and the kids piled inside. He had never felt more alone in all his life.
He glanced down at the paper in his hand, the class registration and schedule as the five minute warning bell went off. His home room was 158, with Mrs. Henderson. Now, if he only knew where room 158 was. Why didn't they send a map of the school with the schedule? he wondered.
Standing in front of the library was a group of kids Jared recognized from last year; C.J. Alyson and his friends. Not the type of kids he would normally have anything to do with, but he was getting desperate. If he missed any of the first day of school, his dad would skin him alive, or at least give him a good whooping.
C.J. was well known around town for getting everyone else in trouble while getting off scott free himself. He was also the biggest prick to anyone not in his little group. Taking a deep breath, Jared walked over to where the group was standing.
"Excuse me. Does anyone know where room 158 is?"
C.J. turned and glared down at Jared. "Elementary school is on the other side of town. I think your daddy dropped you off at the wrong place."
Jared felt his ears turn red. Being moved up a grade had made him the youngest kid in his class. That, plus the fact that he hadn't hit puberty yet, had made him the butt of numerous jokes.
The blond boy of the group, Jared thought his name was Sean, playfully punched C.J. in the ribs.
"Give the kid a break. First day of high school is bad enough for us. Imagine what he feels like."
C.J. gave Sean a dirty look, then turned around, ignoring Jared. Sean shook his head, then looked at one of the other boys.
"Gordie, you have Henderson first hour, right?" Gordie nodded but didn't say anything. "Okay, why don't you show him where the class is?"
The one minute bell went off as Gordie nodded again. The group broke up and started heading down the halls to their various classes. Gordie motioned for Jared to follow him. As they walked down the hallway, Jared found his eyes wandering down Gordie's back, until they came to rest on the boy's jeans.
Gordie had a bubble butt that was threatening to split the seams of his tight jeans. Jared felt his cock start to stiffen and quickly snapped his eyes forward.
At fourteen, Gordie was already 5'6" and around 135 pounds. His brown hair was shoulder length and wavy, and his eyes were robin's egg blue. All in all, there was something about Gordie that made Jared want to spend a lot of time with him.
They reached room 158 just as the class bell rang. Without saying anything, Gordie took the empty seat in the middle of the room. Jared sighed as he saw that the only other vacant seat was in the front row, right in front of the teacher's desk.
Henderson smiled and gestured for Jared to take the seat. She started calling off the role. As she reached the last name on the list, so looked up.
"Oh, dear." Jared knew that she had gotten to his name. "Jared, how do you pronounce it? Zee-lot-cow-ski?"
Well, she hadn't mangled it as badly as most people did.
"Slaw-cow-ski, ma'am. The "t" is silent. But everyone just calls me Jayzee."
"Zlotkowski, then," she repeated it right this time. "Yes, that is quite a mouthful, isn't it?"
Someone laughed, and Jared turned around in time to see Gordie covering his mouth. Now what is that about? Jared shrugged and pulled his notebook out of his backpack.
When the end of class bell rang, Jared walked out into the hallway to try and find his next class when he felt a hand clamp onto his shoulder. He jumped, then turned around to find Gordie smiling at him.
"Hey, Jayzee. What's your next class?"
Jared pulled his schedule out of his pocket and looked at it. "Biology. Williams. 107."
Gordie whistled. "My sister had Williams a couple of years ago. She says he's mean. Of course, she's your typical blond . . ." Gordie reddened as he realized what he had said and looked at Jared's almost platinum hair. "Hey, sorry. No offense. I didn't mean that you are."
Jared shrugged. He had heard the dumb blond jokes all his life. "No problem. How do I get to Williams' room?"
Gordie pulled his schedule out of his pocket. Folded inside the paper was a map of the school. Gordie took the map and handed it to Jared.
"Go ahead and keep it. I've already got it memorized. Didn't you get a map with your enrollment package?"
"No."
"C.J.'s in your class and I think that Sean is . . ."
Jared groaned.
"Don't worry," Gordie said quickly. "C.J.'s cool. Just give him some time to get to know you. Which lunch do you have?" He looked at Jared's schedule. "Second? Cool. Why don't you sit with us?"
He didn't say anything as his eyes widened at the invitation, then narrowed. He wanted to spend some more time with Gordie, but with C.J.? Gordie saw his hesitation.
"Come on! It'll be fun!"
Still, Jared didn't say anything. Gordie sighed.
"Okay. Have lunch with me. If C.J. doesn't leave you alone, we can sit at another table."
"Deal. He bugs me and we leave."
Gordie smiled. "Let me give you a clue. Want to know what makes all of us good friends? We all put each other down, but no one takes it seriously. Like C.J. puts me down for liking the New Kids on the Block, and I put him down for being a bone head jock. It keeps all of us on our toes, and undesirables away. See you at lunch!"
With that, Gordie was sprinting down the hallway as the warning bell went off. Jared looked at the map that Gordie had given him. Shit! It was all the way on the other side off the school. He took off running after Gordie.
The bell rang just as Jared was rounding the corner to the hallway where the class was. All the doors were still open except one. Room 107. As quietly as he could, he opened the door to the class.
Williams was passing out the text books, but stopped when he saw Jared.
"You must be Mr. Zlotkowski. That is a tardy. Four more and you fail the class." Jared groaned. Could this day get any worse? "Take the seat next to Mr. Alyson."
Jared took the desk. C.J. made sure that Williams wasn't watching, then extended his thumb and forefinger; making a "L"; which he put up to his forehead and mouthed "Loser". Jared smiled, thanking Gordie for his tip. He rubbed his eyes with his middle finger and mouthed the vilest insult he knew. "Fag."
C.J. stared at Jared in disbelief. Slowly, he started to smile.
"You're all right," he whispered to Jared, then all conversation was silenced as Williams started explaining the class rules.
Jared made the rest of his classes on time and met Gordie for lunch. He had a blast, trading insults with everyone. Off and on, he would catch some of the other freshmen staring at him enviously. He felt great.
The next two months passed quickly. Either C.J.'s brother Jason or Sean's sister Shannon would pick him and a couple of other members of the group up and drive them to school. Every morning, "The Clique"; as they were now known; would met in front of the library and hassle anyone who got to close to them. It turned out that Gordie was in his sixth hour math class as well as first hour English, and someone from the Clique was in all his others, so he always had a friend around. But he really enjoyed first and sixth hours. After school, they would catch either C.J. and Sean's hockey practice or Todd's football practice, then pile into Jason's van to go to the mall in Bloomington.
Halloween hit on a Friday, and C.J. got everyone's attention that morning as they loitered in front of the library. "Okay, here's the deal. My parents are out of town on business and Jason's going to a party in Bloomington. So that means that Party Central is my place. Shannon is buying us beer. The party starts at seven. Sean and I will cut the last two periods to set up."
There were murmurs of "Cool' as everyone broke up to go to their classes. As Jared and Gordie walked down the hall to Henderson's room, Gordie leaned over and whispered in Jared's ear.
"Let's cut seventh hour, too. I've got something I want you to see."
"What?"
Gordie smiled, but shook his head. "It's a surprise. Don't worry, I'm sure you're going to like it."
They reached the class and took their seats. Jared and Gordie were now sitting in the back of the class. Jared was so intent on figuring out what Gordie had planned, that he ignored the lesson. Finally, halfway through class, Jared decided to try to get Gordie to tell him.
He looked over as was surprised to see that Gordie's right hand was under his desk and rubbing his hard-on through his jeans. Jared felt his own cock start to stiffen, but he didn't dare to do anything about it.
Lazily, Gordie brought his hand back up to the top of the desk. He turned his head slightly and caught Jared staring at him. Instead of being embarrassed like Jared expected him to be, Gordie let his eyes wander down Jared's body to where his hard-on was tenting out his jeans. After letting his eyes linger there for a few seconds, he met Jared's eyes and winked.
Jared shifted in his seat, vainly trying to adjust himself without touching it. Finally, he gave up and brought his left hand down to his crotch. As soon as he touched it, he gasped and felt the familiar sensation of release making a warm sticky mess of his underwear.
"Jayzee? Are you all right?" Mrs. Henderson asked. Sheepishly, Jared glanced at Gordie, then up at Henderson.
"I'm okay. But may I go to the rest room?"
"Of course. Are you sure you're all right? You're white as a ghost. Why don't I let Gordie go with you?"
Gordie started getting up, a big smile on his face.
"No! Please. I'll be okay."
Dejectedly, Gordie sat back down. Jared grabbed his backpack, got up and took the hall pass from Henderson. At least my boner's gone, he thought.
Once in the rest room, Jared wet a paper towel, then went into the stall farthest from the door, and locked himself in. He pulled off his pants. His briefs were a total loss. After pulling them off, he wadded them up and stuffed them into his backpack. He'd slip them into his locker between classes. Several of the kids, including Sean, would probably tease him about not wearing underwear, but he would prefer that to the teasing about cum stains on his shorts.
Next, he took the towel and carefully cleaned his dick and balls. The clean up done, he slipped his jeans, socks and shoes back on, then sat down on the toilet. Once again his mind returned to Gordie. What was he up to? Why was he in Jared's dreams? Could Gordie tell that he liked boys?
That admission, even to himself, came as a surprise. He had known for a couple of years that he was "different" from the other boys, but didn't understand how. Now he did. And the dreams just strengthened the conviction.
All during the summer, Jared had been having dreams where shadowy bodies would press up against him. Try as he might, he could never make out any features of the bodies. Then he would wake up, his boner throbbing and his pajama bottoms soaked with cum.
Lately, though, the dreams had changed. They started out the same, the featureless shadows rubbing up against him. Then Gordie would walk out of the shadows, completely naked. Jared would just ogle the boy's body, his imagination filling in the parts he had never seen, except as bulges hidden in his pants.
Gordie would stop in front of Jared and reach out, grabbing Jared's dick. Slyly, Gordie would smile, then reach out with his free hand and grab Jared's wrist. Gordie then would bring Jared's hand to his own throbbing erection.
Just as Jared could feel his hand touch Gordie, he'd wake up.
A pounding on the stall door startled Jared out of his memory.
"Hey, Jayzee? You've been in there for fifteen minutes. Henderson wants me to make sure you're okay," Gordie called out.
Jared flushed the towel down the toilet, then opened the stall door.
"Yeah. I'm okay. I just felt . . . dizzy . . . for a couple of minutes."
Gordie gave him a sly smile and Jared knew he hadn't fooled him. "It's cool. Happens to me all the time. You just need to learn how to keep quiet." The end of class bell rang. "You better go get your books."
Jared nodded, then washed his hands as Gordie left and other kids started coming in.
The next five hours seemed like a year to Jared. Finally, the sixth hour was over. Without saying a word, they headed out the doors and down the drive to the main street half a mile away. They got to the street and Jared couldn't stand it anymore.
"Where are we going?"
"C.J.'s."
That was the last place that Jared had expected. He had half hoped that Gordie was going to say his house. Oh, well.
"We gonna help them set up?"
Gordie laughed and shook his head. "Hell, no. They'd shit if they knew we are going there."
"Then why are we going?"
"It's a surprise. Now, come on."
They walked down the street, talking about the story that Henderson had assigned them to read. Jared had already read it a couple of times, and Gordie had just finished it. They turned down the street that lead to C.J.'s house. Once they got there, Gordie motioned for Jared to be quiet and led him around the back to where C.J.'s room was.
Gordie stopped next to the window and peeked in. He smiled and motioned for Jared to take a look. Carefully, Jared looked in and his jaw hit his chest.
C.J. and Sean were on C.J.'s bed, naked, sucking each other's dicks! Jared pulled back and saw Gordie laughing.
"I told you you'd like it," Gordie said, pointing to Jared's hard-on. Jared didn't know what to say. Finally he found his voice.
"Are they . . . I mean, they're just experimenting. Right?"
"Yeah. Right." Gordie smirked. "They've been 'experimenting' for the last three years. They still don't know that I know about it." A wicked twinkle came to Gordie's eyes. "Do you want to 'experiment'?"
This was a unreal. Here he was, watching two of his best friends blow each other, and another friend offering to do it with him. He tried to say yes, but suddenly his mouth was too dry to say anything. Instead, he nodded.
Gordie took Jared's hand and led him into the woods behind C.J.'s house. "There's this old fort that we built that no one knows about. We can go there."
The fort was just an old tree house up in a big oak tree. Nailed to the side of the tree were pieces of wood like a ladder. Quickly, Gordie scrambled up the ladder, with Jared close behind him. Inside the fort, they were hidden from outside eyes by the walls and the orange leaves that were still on the tree.
Seeing Jared's nervous expression, he stepped close to the younger boy and put his arms around him. Tentatively, Gordie pressed his lips against Jared's. Jared relaxed in Gordie's embrace and started kissing him back. Taking that as the go ahead, Gordie slipped his tongue into Jared's mouth.
Jared was in heaven. This feeling was even better than the dreams. He started running his hands up and down Gordie's back as Gordie did the same to him. Reluctantly, Gordie pulled away.
"Let's get naked."
Putting action to his words, Gordie started stripping. Jared stared in wonder as his body was slowly revealed. First the smooth chest that was just beginning to develop, his skinny arms with just a trace of light brown hair in the pits. Gordie kicked off his shoes and socks, then unbuttoned his pants. As he slowly lowered the jeans, Jared was shocked to see that Gordie wasn't wearing any underwear. His dick was circumcised, five inches long and surrounded by a heavy patch of brown pubic hair.
Quickly, Jared started taking off his clothes. Gordie had sat down on the floor and stared at him. At first, Jared a embarrassed about his immature body, his thin chest and arms that he could encircle with his hand without any problem. As he pulled off his jeans, Gordie smiled. Jared's dick was hard, three inches long. He hadn't started growing any hair yet.
"You're as cute as I thought you would be," Gordie sighed and pulled Jared down on top of him. Their mouths met again and they tongue wrestled. Jared started running his hand up and down Gordie's chest. Slowly, he lowered his hand until it was even with Gordie's belly button, then pulled back.
"It's okay," Gordie panted, "go ahead and touch it."
Timidly, Jared reached out and touched his dream. It was hot, and he was a little surprised that he wasn't waking up in his bed again. Gaining courage, he wrapped his hand around Gordie's shaft and started stroking it. It felt a little weird, having his hand on another boy's dick, but he liked it.
At the same time, Gordie reached out and started stroking Jared's hard three inches. After a couple of minutes, Gordie pushed Jared back so he was laying on the floor. Quickly, he kneeled beside Jared and started kissing his chest. He paid close attention to Jared's nipples, and soon they were rock hard, also. Jared moaned in delight as Gordie started working his way down Jared's hot torso and licking his belly button.
Jared's hand found Gordie's dick again and started stroking it. Gordie reached Jared's dick. Teasingly, his tongue darted out and lightly licked the head of Jared's dick, which caused him to shiver in ecstasy at the feeling coursing through his body. Smiling at Jared's reaction, Gordie licked his lips and took Jared full in his mouth.
This is awesome! Jared thought, Gordie has to feel this! He moved his body so that he was underneath Gordie, the boy's hard cock just a couple of inches away from his face. Before he could chicken out, Jared raised his head and took Gordie's dick in his mouth.
At first, he just took the nob in and ran his tongue around the flared ridge. It tasted strange. It almost didn't have a taste, yet it tasted like Gordie smelled. Growing bolder, Jared took more into his mouth and started gagging. Quickly, he pulled back, leaving the nob in.
Once his throat stopped spasming, Jared concentrated on relaxing his throat muscles. When he was sure they were relaxed, the took more of Gordie into his mouth. He felt the tip press against the back of his throat again. This time, it went into his throat and he found his nose buried in Gordie's pubes.
Gordie let out a moan as he felt Jared take him all the way in and increased his sucking. Soon, both boys were shooting in each other's mouths. Jared turned around and snuggled up to Gordie.
"That was great! I've wanted to do that since the first day of school."
Gordie smiled. "Same here, but I wasn't sure if you'd be into it or not. I thought you would be. But this morning, when I saw you watching me rub my dick in class, I knew you were."
Jared looked confused. "But you asked me out here before class."
"Yeah, I know. I figured I'd show you C.J. and Sean and check out your reaction. But during class, I starting thinking about it, and got hard. When I saw you checking me out, I had to give you a show. And when you came in your pants, I knew I had you."
"You did." Jared sighed and placed his head on Gordie's chest. Then he looked up, a sly twinkle in his eyes. "What else do C.J. and Sean do?"
Gordie laughed. "Well, there is one other thing that Sean does to C.J. . . ."
"Let's do it!"
"Are you sure? It looked painful the first time they did it."
"How long have you been spying on them?"
"I don't know. Two, three years."
Jared rolled over on top of Gordie. "Well, I want to do it." He started grinding his bare butt into Gordie's cock, which sprang to attention again.
Without saying a word, Gordie reached into his backpack and pulled out a small jar of Vaseline. He popped the lid off and scooped out some, which he started rubbing into Jared's ass. Jared let out a low moan as Gordie rubbed his hole, then slipped a finger in.
"Oh, gawd!" Jared screamed. Gordie quickly pulled his finger out.
"I'm sorry, Jared. Did I hurt you?"
"A little, but it felt good at the same time. Try it again."
"Lay on your stomach. That's how they did it the first time."
Jared got off of Gordie and laid on his stomach. Gordie started rubbing his hole again. This time, he slowly pushed his finger inside. Jared moaned "keep going", so he pushed in farther. When his finger was all the way inside of Jared, he slowly turned it, stretching Jared's tight ring, then inserted another finger.
When he thought that Jared was loose enough, he pulled his fingers out and put some Vaseline on his cock. He stretched over, covering Jared's body with his own. He rubbed his dick up and down Jared's crack until he felt the tip nudge against his hole. Slowly, he pushed and felt the head slip past Jared's ring.
"Damn! That burns!" Jared panted. But when he felt Gordie start to pull out, he reached behind him and held onto him. "No, don't stop. Just give me a minute. It's starting to not hurt."
Gordie didn't stop. He pushed in another inch and paused to give Jared a chance to get used to it, then pushed in some more. Finally, he was all the way inside, and he told Jared so.
"I can't believe this. It feels so good. I can even feel your heartbeat in my ass. Go ahead. Fuck me."
Gordie pulled out slowly, then pushed back in. Jared's ass was so tight around his cock, he didn't know how much longer he'd be able to hold back. He kept up the in and out motion.
Five minutes later, Jared came without ever touching himself. Gordie couldn't hold back anymore as Jared's ring started to spasm on his dick and came inside Jared.
"Then what happened?" Chris asked.
Jared laughed. "We got dressed and went home. I did my homework and then went to the party. The funny thing is my voice broke the next day."
"No. I mean between you and Gordie. Was that the only time?"
"No. After that, we were inseparable. We spent almost every waking moment together and did it anywhere and everywhere. One time we even did it under the bleachers at one of C.J. and Sean's hockey games. We shot our loads just as Sean scored a goal and started laughing because it was almost like everyone was cheering our cumming."
Chris laughed, imagining Jared and Gordie out at center ice, fucking, and a crowd cheering them on. "So, why did you move down here?"
A shadow crossed Jared's face. He took a deep breath.
"It happened last Thanksgiving. It was cold outside, but we didn't care. We were back in the fort. All the leaves had fallen by then. Gordie was fucking me as I sat on top of him. While we were going at it, the kid climbs up and see us. Actually, he only saw me. When we got back to school, it was all over the place. Jayzee's a queer'. Gordie freaked. After that, he didn't want to be alone with me any more. The taunts and fights got so bad, that my dad decided that we needed to move and got a job working down here."
Chris laid there silently. He had thought that Jared's brash attitude was hiding something, he just didn't imagine that. Slowly, he rolled over and kissed Jared.
"I'm sorry, Jared. I'll never do that to you."
"Never say never."
Chris hugged him tighter. "Believe me. I. Will. Never. Do. That. To. You. I . . . I love you." He emphasized each word with a kiss. Jared smiled back, the evil gleam back in his eyes.
"Prove it."
"Don't you ever get enough?" Chris laughed and hit Jared upside the head with his pillow. Jared grabbed the other pillow and soon both boys were laughing and whacking each other. Jared managed to get on top of Chris, pinning Chris's arms with his knees.
"From you, never." He reached behind him and started stroking Chris's dick. Jared was just about to sit back on it when Chris stopped him.
"Wait. I want you to do me."
"I wasn't lying when I said it hurt the first time. And I'm bigger now than Gordie was back then."
"I don't care. We'll do it the same way. I'll lay on my stomach and you take it nice and easy. I love you and I want to do this."
Jared kissed him. "Okay. You got any Vaseline or anything?"
Chris opened his night stand, pulled out a bottle of lube and handed it to Jared, then rolled over. Jared squirted some of the fluid in Chris's hole and slowly started to finger him. Chris squirmed around, but didn't say anything. He had thought his finger felt good up there this afternoon, but Jared's just felt better.
Jared removed his fingers and replaced them with his dick. As he slid in, Chris moaned, so he stopped. When Chris seemed relaxed he pushed all the way in. Chris's sphincter opened up and he slid all the way in. Chris's ass was so hot and tight, was this what Gordie had felt that first time? No, Jared thought, this is better, because I know Chris loves me!
They remained locked together for half an hour before both boys came. Exhausted, they separated and lay side by side. Slowly, they both drifted off to sleep, but not before Jared heard Chris say, "Gordie doesn't know what he lost."
To be continued . . .
I want to thank everyone who's responded to this story. Your support has really made me feel good. I also want to thank Elf for his patience with me and his insightful editing of this story. Part four is in the works and should be done around the middle of August.
Comments and/or suggests can be mailed to me at jayzee711@hotmail.com