Jason Love Story

Jason---A Love Story Chapter 9.

Authors note: Just a quick heartfelt thank you to all those who have been sending along their thoughts and support for the story. It is a constant source of inspiration for me to hear from y'all. I also want to say a big thank you to two special friends, Mike and Christian. Thanks Mike, for all the enthusiasm you have shared with me, concerning the story and the various characters. Talking with you, about them, helps me work out the specifics on the characters, thus the direction the story will take. Christian, you are my life, babe. I couldn't face the day, let alone sit down and write a love story, if it were not for the example of true love that emanates continuously from you. I love you both, and this chapter is dedicated to both of you.

Part 1.

Back at Paul and Tom's...

Tom held Paul tightly in his arms as they kissed passionately. When their lips finally separated, Tom glanced over at the clock on the night table. Tom giggled, "Hey babe, it's almost 5am." Paul snickered, "Shit! We've been fucking for almost five hours. God, you were really awesome tonight Tommy! I may not be able to walk right for a week after this!" Tom laughed, "I guess I'll just have to keep those muscles loosened up for ya then babe! You know, Paul, you were absolutely amazing yourself. I can't ever remember you being so insatiable." Paul giggled, "Yeah, I was certainly the horndog tonight wasn't I." Paul gave Tom another quick kiss and then spoke seriously, "Tommy, I had to funnel all the pain, worry, hurt, and fear I was feeling for Don, or it would have eaten me up inside. This was the only way I could think of to do that." Tom soothed, "I know babe," then snickered, "Paul, you know, Don would love this. You know how he is always sending us those pictures of boys fucking, that he finds on the net?" Paul giggled, "Yeah, Don would definitely love this. You realize, Tom, he sends us those pictures, purposely, to try to get you all horned up, and to tell me that I should try all those unique positions with you?" Tom laughed, "Yeah, I know Paul. Don just wants us to keep making each other happy, especially when it comes to sex. I sure hope Jason is making Don happy in the sex department." Paul snickered, "Oh Tom, I'm sure Jason is doing that. I filled Jason in on a couple of Don's fantasies when I talked to him yesterday morning. Unless this shit with Sam spoiled the mood, I'm sure Jason is giving Don the fuckings of his life." Tom laughed, "You're so bad Paul." Paul giggled, "I was only bein' bad so Don would get it good, and fast, and hard." Paul and Tom both burst out in laughter.

Paul pulled Tom in for another kiss. Paul began to caress Tom's chest and slowly moved his hand down to Tom's flaccid cock. Paul stroked it gently, bringing Tom's cock back to life, as he continued to kiss Tom passionately. When they broke from the kiss, Tom spoke softly, "Paul babe, we better try to get some sleep. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow." Paul lovingly replied, "I know babe. I sure hope the lawyer can help us decide what to do." Tom and Paul turned on their sides so they were spooning each other, with Tom's chest pressed tight against Paul's back. Paul softly spoke, "Tommy, go back inside me. I want to sleep with you inside me tonight." Tom was surprised by the request since Paul rarely ever wanted to sleep that way. Tom gently pushed his hard dick back into Paul's hole. Paul murmured, "Thanks Tommy. I love you." Tom softly replied, "Anything for you babe. I love you too. Don't worry anymore my sweet Paul. Everything's gonna be alright." The lovers then drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Back in D.C...

Jason and I lay there in bed sleeping, still in our spooned position with Jason inside me. Jason's arms were wrapped around me and his hands rested on my chest and stomach. I started to dream: I walked up to the door of my apartment. I put the key into the lock and began to unlock the door. I thought, "Funny, I don't here Brandon whining. Well, it's dark out already, maybe he's sleeping on the bed." I stepped into the darkened living room and flicked up the light switch, but no light came on. "Shit, another burned out bulb." I started to make my way towards the kitchen. Still no sign of Brandon, that's odd. I called, "Brandon, come here puppa-dog." Instead of the sound of my dog bounding for me I heard, "Brandon's not hear," coming from the darkened room. I hollered, "Who's there." Suddenly the dining room light went on and Sam stood before me. I began to shiver, half out of fear, and half out of anger. "Where's Brandon!" I demanded. Sam laughed with an evil tone, "That mangy mutt is gone. I let him out the back door." Tears began to fall from my eyes. I yelled, "What the fuck did you do that for, Sam?" Sam laughed, "Cause that fuckin' dog would just get in my way." I screamed, "Get the fuck out of my house, Sam," as I tried to run to the back door. Sam grabbed my arm as I tried to get past him, and jerked me back towards himself. Sam growled, "You ain't goin' anywhere slut, and you can forget about your fuckin' dog. He's long gone." I sobbed, "Leave me alone Sam. Just get out of my house. NOW!" Sam laughed, "Oh, I'll be leavin' soon. Just as soon as I finish getting what I came here for." Sam suddenly twisted my arm around my back and pushed up hard. I screamed out in pain, "Let me go Sam. That hurts. You're gonna break my arm." Sam laughed, "Shut the fuck up whore. You're coming with me. I'm takin' you back to New York where you belong." I yelled, while sobbing, "Leave me alone Sam. I ain't going to New York, or anywhere else with you!" Sam laughed as he began to drag me towards the door of my apartment. "You ain't got no choice in the matter. I told you we weren't through. You still went and whored around on me you slut. Now you'll pay." I began to scream as loud as I could, "NO SAM! LEAVE ME ALONE! NO SAM! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Jason awoke when I started to move around in his arms, hearing me cry out, "No Sam, leave me alone. Jason shook my shoulder as he pleaded, "Wake up babe. You're having a bad dream. Don, wake up babe." I awoke with a start. I was sweating profusely and started crying as I remembered the dream. Jason held me tight and kissed me softly on the cheek. I sobbed, "Oh Jason, it was horrible. Sam was at my apartment. He let Brandon run away. Then he started hurting me and said he was going to drag me back to New York with him. Jason, I'm so scared." Jason soothed, "I'm right here babe. Just hold onto me tight Don. It's going to be ok. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." I continued crying, "Jason it was so horrible. The look on Sam's face was pure evil. What am I gonna do?" Jason began caressing my chest as he gently kissed my cheek. He spoke lovingly, "I promise you Don, I'm not gonna let anything bad happen to you. I love you. If Sam shows up on Friday, I'll be there with you. He will not hurt you Don, and Sam WILL NOT be taking you back to New York." I began to feel a little better and stopped crying. I took Jason's hands and pulled them tight against my waist, then reached up and stroked his shoulders. I whispered, "I love you Jason. I'm just worried that Sam is going to try and pull something on Friday. I'm sorry for being so much trouble." Jason lovingly stated, "Don, you don't have anything to apologize for. You're the sweetest, most gentle, person I have ever met. You don't deserve any of this harassment, and when we get back you and I, together, are going to put a stop to it once and for all. I love you so much Don, so please try not to worry anymore." I pulled Jason in closer and whispered, "Thank you Jason, for standing by me. I won't ever forget it." Jason whispered, "Try to go back to sleep now babe. It's only 5am. Try to rest some more. I will be right here with you. Relax my love and go back to sleep. I won't be leaving your side. Feeling Jason's strength pervade my being, I began to relax, and drifted back into a restful sleep.

I held Don tight until he drifted back to sleep. I began to think of what I could do to help Don through this crisis, and to take his mind off Sam, at least until we arrived back home. I thought, "I have to keep his mind off Sam, at least until we talk to Paul and Tom tonight. Hopefully they will have some suggestions from the lawyer. If not, I know whom to call in for help. I'd rather save that option for a last resort, especially if the legal system fails to help. I wonder what this Sam is up to. He is such a psycho. Well, one thing for sure, I'm not letting Don out of my sight until this is over with. I have to protect him. God, I love Don so much. What kind of a nut case is this Sam, to treat him like utter shit? Well, I'll deal with Sam on Friday. That boy doesn't know what he just got himself into. Enough of that for now, Jason. What am I going do to cheer Don up until then? Tomorrow is Don's birthday. That's it!! Why didn't I think of that before? It won't cost much, so I shouldn't get any argument from them. I need to talk to Paul and Tom this morning. Well, I better get some sleep now. I have to be rested so I can be strong for Don." I looked at my baby, finally sleeping peacefully again, as I whispered, "I love you Don. Don't worry anymore babe, cause everything is gonna' be just fine." I closed my eyes and soon drifted off to sleep.

Later that morning at Paul and Tom's..

"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP," sounded the alarm clock. Paul moaned, "It can't be 9:30 already." Paul slapped the button to shut of the alarm clock. Paul looked back at Tom who was sleeping soundly, thinking, "How does Tom do it. He could sleep through a hurricane." Paul felt Tom's half-erect cock still inside his ass. Paul giggled to himself, "Well, I know how I'll wake Tommy up." Paul began to edge his hips forward just a bit and then pushed them slowly back. After repeating the movement a few times, Tom's cock became fully erect. Paul continued the slow movements as his own dick returned to its full seven inches. Paul began to stroke his cock as he started increased the speed of his movements against Tom's cock. Tom began to moan pleasurably as he began to come out from his deep slumber. Paul kept up the movements as Tom's eyes fluttered open. Tom moaned, "Mornin' babe. I sure like the way you wake me up." Paul answered, "Mornin' Tom. I had to think of some way to wake you, since the alarm certainly didn't do the job." Tom rolled Paul onto his stomach and began to increase the speed and depth of his thrusts. Paul moaned, "I think I should wake you this way more often." Tom just moaned as he kissed the back of Paul's shoulders. Paul began to push back to meet Tom's forward thrusts. Soon they both were moaning in unison, "Oh yeah, that feels so good." Tom pushed hard into Paul, as he began releasing his cum deep inside his lover. The sensation of Tom cumming caused Paul to shoot his own load of hot liquid onto the bed beneath him. Tom collapsed on top of Paul, as he whispered, "Thanks for a most pleasant wake up call babe." Paul giggled, "Anytime Tommy. Now we better get out of bed. I need to get to the cafe by 11am, and you need to call the lawyer before he goes to lunch." Paul and Tom crawled out of bed and walked to the shower together, kissing along the way; ready to start what they both figured would be a long day.

Back in D.C..

I opened my eyes to beams of sunlight shining through the slits in the blinds. I turned my head and found Jason looking lovingly at me. I reached around and pulled him into a kiss, which lasted several minutes. I finally broke the kiss and whispered to Jason, "Good morning gorgeous." Jason smiled, "Good morning yourself, studmuffin." I pulled my ass away from Jason, allowing his six inch soft cock to slip from inside me. I turned on my back and pulled Jason on top of me and began kissing him passionately. Our tongues jabbed back and forth at each other, while my hands roamed over Jason's powerful back muscles. After a few minutes of tongue dueling, Jason broke the kiss and looked deep into my eyes, whispering, "I love you." I mouthed back, "I love you too." Jason glanced down at my neck and began giggling. I questioned, "What is so funny. I know I look like hell in the morning, but it can't be that funny." Jason snickered, "Don, you look great in the morning, as with anytime during the day. It's just your neck is covered with hickey's." I snickered, "Well, that vampire, Count Jason, got me good last night." Jason giggled, "I guess he really wanted you bad, Don. That Count Jason must have sucked all the blood outta ya, with all those bite marks." I giggled, "I don't know about blood, but he sure fucked all the cum outta me. I sure hope he comes to visit me again sometime soon." Jason snickered, "I'm sure that can be arranged babe. Seriously though, I'm sorry about all the marks I left." I snickered, "I'm not Jason. Now everybody will know I'm with you. Let them be jealous, that their life mate can't bring them to such ecstasy, at least not the way you do to me." Jason's eyes filled with tears. I softly whispered, worried, "What did I say wrong Jason?" Jason responded, "Oh, nothing wrong Don. You just called me your life mate. These are happy tears."

I smiled up at Jason, as I stated, "Well, I mean what I said. Jason, I've been through a lot in my life, some good and, as you have seen, some bad. I have loved before, but I've never been so much in love with anyone, as I now am with you. The feelings and emotions that I have for you are so unbelievably strong, and they keep getting stronger as each hour passes. I love you more than I ever imagined I could love anyone, and I want you for my life long partner." Jason looked deep within my eyes while I spoke. It was as if he was reading what was written in the depths of my heart and soul. Jason softly spoke, "I want the same Don. I can't say it as eloquently as you do, but I want you to be my partner too." Jason pulled me close and we continued to hold each other for a few more minutes. Finally, we pulled apart, as Jason requested, "Don, would you fix us one of your fantastic breakfasts?" Jason was giving me the puppy dog eyes look, as I giggled, "Sure thing babe. You wait here and I'll bring you breakfast in bed." Jason smiled, "You're such a romantic, Don. While you fix breakfast, I'm gonna call Pam, and check on things at work." I slipped out of bed, gave Jason a soft kiss, pulled on some boxers, pranced out of the room, and bounded down to the kitchen.

As soon as Don left the room, I reached for the phone and dialed the airline I always use. A pleasant female voice answered. "Good morning American Airlines, Jane speaking, how can I help you." I replied, "Good morning Jane. I was wondering if you still had two available seats on flight 4011, for tomorrow morning (I've used this flight so many times I knew the number from memory)? There was a momentary pause, before Jane's voice returned. "Yes sir, I do have a couple of seats left, but they're not together." That's ok Jane, I'll take them both. I assume the tickets can still be picked up at the airport in the morning, correct?" Jane replied, "That is no problem sir, just make sure that you party arrives one hour prior to takeoff. Did you want to put these on your charge card?" I replied, "That would be fine Jane." I gave Jane all the necessary information and told her she was a lifesaver when I thanked her.

Next, I dialed Paul's work number. I didn't like deceiving Don, but this had to be a complete surprise for him. Paul answered in a tired voice, "Cafe Spectrum, (Yawn) Paul speaking." I giggled, "Hey Paul. It's Jason." Paul perked up, "Jason!!! How's Don?" I continued brightly, "Don's doing ok Paul. Listen, I only have a few minutes while Don's fixing breakfast to talk." Paul continued, "Jason, is Don really ok?" I replied, "Paul, Don's ok, at least for now. We'll talk more about that later today. But for now I've gotta hurry." Paul was puzzled, "What's up then Jason?" I continued, "Can you and Tom get Wednesday and Thursday off from work?" Paul was really puzzled, "Uh, Well, we are both already off on Wednesday. We never work on Don's birthday, because we usually keep him entertained the whole day." Paul started giggling, "Since you whisked Don away from us this year, we weren't sure what to do with the time off." I continued, "What about Thursday?" Paul continued, "Tom's already off Thursday, but I'm supposed to work. I could probably get someone to cover here for me. Why, what's up." I continued, "I'll get to that in a minute. Can you get Robert to watch Brandon for those two days?" Paul answered laughing, "That should be no problem. Robert would do anything to stay at the house for a few days, instead of having to stay at his moms. Now, what are you up too, Jason?" I beamed, happily, "You're gonna be spending Don's birthday with him after all." Paul interjected, "Jason, your not makin' any sense. What's going on?" I laughed, "Paul, just listen for a minute, and I'm not taking no for an answer. You and Tom need to be at the airport at 7am, tomorrow morning. You are booked on the 8am, American Airlines flight 4011 to Washington D.C. You have the address here, so when you arrive in D.C. take a cab here. You should arrive here at the house around 10am. I want this to be a total surprise for Don, so don't say anything to him later when we call you. Don still doesn't know, that I know, about his birthday." Paul giggled, "Jason, you are something else. Of course we will be there. But are you sure you can afford this? Tom and I could drive up." I snickered, "Yes, I can afford it. Flights between home and D.C. are pretty cheap. Besides, you'll be riding back with us. I haven't told Don yet, but I think we better get back on Thursday evening. With this Sam situation, I just think it would be wise. I'll talk to you more about that later. Don's gonna be up here with breakfast any minute now." Paul spoke seriously, "Jason, I'll just keep ya a minute more. Tom and I really appreciate you, and all that you are doing for Don. I don't know how I'm ever gonna thank you for taking care of my best friend. Shit, I'm gonna start crying again." I interrupted, "Paul. Please don't worry. Everything WILL work out. Hey, I think Don's coming back up, so I'm gonna have to go." I giggled, "Oh, before I forget, I couldn't get two seats together for you and Tom on the plane, so you'll have to do the mile high thing in the bathroom, hehehe!! I gotta go. Bye Paul." Paul replied, "Talk to you tonight Jason. Bye." I hung the phone up and got back in bed just seconds before Don entered the bedroom.

I entered the bedroom carrying a huge silver platter that was covered with plates containing pancakes with maple syrup, bacon, hash browns, two vegetable omelets, toast with strawberry preserves, and two large mugs of coffee. I stated proudly, "Breakfast is served." Jason just sat there with a look of awe in his eyes. "Wow Don. This looks fantastic. How did you cook all this so quickly?" I faked a pout and whimper, "Well, my boyfriend wouldn't get out of bed, so I had to hurry in the kitchen, so I could get back to him." Jason just giggled as he patted the bed next to him. I set the tray down in front of Jason, then walked around the other side of the bed and crawled in next to him. I smiled at Jason as I handed him a fork and said, "Dig in babe, before everything gets cold. I took hold of the other fork and Jason and I began to devour the food. About twenty minutes later we sat sipping on our coffee, as the tray before us sat empty, except for the cleaned plates. I climbed out of bed and went to remove the tray as Jason spoke, "I'll take care of that Don. You cooked, so I will clean." I smiled and said, "Ok, if you insist." Jason and I both started giggling, then he seductively suggested, "Why don't you go run us a bath in the tub on the second floor babe. There are some nice bubble bath mixtures in the cabinet next to the sink. By the time the bath water is ready, I'll be done with the dishes." I moaned, "That sounds like fun Jason." Jason winked, "Oh, it will definitely be fun babe." I replied, Ohhhhh Jasonnnnn!!!

Jason---A Love Story Chapter 9. Part 2.

Tuesday, at Paul and Tom's...

Tom ran from the backyard towards the house as he heard the phone ring. Breathing hard Tom picked up the phone, "Heh--hello." Paul giggled, "What's wrong babe. You sound a little out of breath." Tom answered, "I was, uh, out back playing with Brandon. I wish I had his energy. Brandon was running around the perimeter of the yard so fast, that I couldn't even keep up with him. I wanted to take him for a walk, but couldn't catch him to put on the leash." Paul laughed, "Well, what did you expect Tom? You know Brandon hates the leash when he is at our house." Tom snickered, "I forgot babe. So what do I owe the honor of this call too? Did my lover miss me already?" Paul moaned, "Ohhh baby, I miss your big, fat, tasty, dick pounding in and out of my ass. Oh baby, do me harder. Hehehehe." Tom shot back, "Smart ass!!" Paul giggled, "I couldn't resist babe. Listen, did you find anything out yet from the lawyer?" Tom became somber, "Yeah babe, but you're not gonna be happy. This isn't gonna be easy. He said Don has to press charges. That is a must. I told him about the tape we had, and about the journal. He said just the one tape would probably not be enough to get a restraining order. He also said he thought the judges would not even take the journal into consideration for a restraining order, because it would be hearsay on Don's part. He also said Don might want to think twice about using the journal, because it may show, depending on the judges perspective, that Don is not really stable." Paul exploded, "What the fuck is wrong with that asshole lawyer. It sounds more like he just doesn't want to get involved. That does it. I've had enough of his shit. First that firm did nothing but hassle us when we bought the house, then this attorney fucked up the original papers when I was trying to buy the restaurant, and now he doesn't want to be bothered with this. We're getting a different firm to handle our business." Tom interrupted, "Calm down Paul. I wasn't surprised with this, so I called Robert earlier this afternoon. He is calling an attorney he knows, who has handled other abuse cases, and who is a friend of Judge Stevens. I thought maybe the phone ringing was Robert, calling back."

Paul calmed down a bit before continuing. "That must be why he hasn't shown up for lunch yet. Well, listen Tom. I called for another reason. Jason called a few minutes ago. We are flying to D.C. tomorrow, for Don's birthday. It's a surprise though, so we have to play it cool when Don and Jason call later." Tom exclaimed, "That sounds like fun. But how did you get reservations to fly at the last minute?" Paul explained, "Tom, I didn't make the reservations. This was all Jason's idea. He made the reservations and paid for the tickets. This came totally out of the blue to me." Tom continued, "Wow Paul. That is really nice of Jason. You should have told him that we could just drive up, so he didn't have to spend all that money." Paul giggled, "Tom, I tried to tell Jason that. He wouldn't hear of it. I guess he didn't want to take any chances that we would say no. Anyhow, we have to be at the airport by 7am to pick up the tickets. The flight leaves at 8am. We are gonna ride back with them on Thursday evening." Tom interrupted, "But I thought they weren't coming back till Friday afternoon. You don't think Jason's having second thoughts about Don, do you?" Paul interjected, "Oh no, Tom, I don't even think that's an issue. Jason thinks that they should return early due to the situation with Sam. He said he'd tell us more tonight. He was limited on time to talk, because Don was fixing breakfast, and Jason didn't want him to find out about the surprise." Tom giggled, "Kewl. This should be fun. Shit Paul, what about Brandon, we just can't leave him for two days." Paul giggled, "That is the other reason I called. I was gonna ask you to call Robert and ask him to come house and dog sit for us." Tom snickered, "Like we even have to ask. You know he'd jump at the chance to stay here. Anything to get out of his own house." Paul laughed, "That's what I told Jason, when he asked if I thought Robert would watch Brandon for us." Tom and Jason both laughed heartily. Paul stated, "Tom, I gotta go. The lunch rush is starting to hit, and I need to call Stephanie and sweet-talk her into working for me tomorrow. If Robert doesn't call you back soon, try to call him again, and ask him about watching Brandon. I love ya babe, bye." Tom replied, "Ok, love ya too, bye."

Tom hung up the phone and began to walk towards the back door to check on Brandon's activities. Just as he opened the door, Brandon came barreling into the house, cover with dirt, leaves, and grass. He was carrying his favorite toy, an old stuffed sock. Tom laughed, "Brandon, you're a mess buddy." Brandon dropped the sock at Tom's feet and began to shake himself, sending leaves, grass, and dried dirt flying in every direction possible. Then Brandon began to wag his tail as he picked up his sock and darted into the kitchen. He once again dropped his sock and began to flip his food and water bowl over with his right front paw. The sound of the bowls flipping over signaled to Tom, that it was time to feed Brandon. Tom snickered, "Ok, Brandon. Let me get your food." Tom filled one bowl with dry dog food and the other with water. Brandon danced around happily as Tom set the bowls back onto the floor. Tom giggled while he watched Brandon devour the food. Suddenly, the phone began to ring again. Tom reached over and picked up the cordless phone that hung on the kitchen wall.

Tom answered, "Hello." Robert's voice responded, "Hey Tom, its Robert." Tom proclaimed, "Robert, what's up buddy! Please tell me you have some good news!" Robert somberly spoke, "It is good and bad, Tom. I talked to the lawyer. He was a little more hopeful than your lawyer was. He reiterated that Don must press charges. He also felt that Judge Stevens would probably issue the restraining order, even though all we have is the one tape and journal. He also said that Don might want to think twice, about using the journal if the case needs to go to court. However, he felt Judge Stevens would look more realistically at what was in the journal, since she has handled many abuse type cases." Tom interjected, "Well, that all sounds like good news. What is the bad news." Robert hesitated, then continued, "The lawyer said that usually restraining orders aren't of much benefit, in these type of cases. He said if Sam is as psychotic as we think, then a restraining order won't discourage him from harassing Don. Sam would need to be caught in the act of doing something illegal and then get arrested in order to stop the harassment. Even that isn't a given, cause if he gets released from jail, he could just start up again." Tom exclaimed, "FUCK!!!! What are we supposed to do then. Paul's gonna fucking flip out when he hears this, let alone how Don will take it." Robert interjected, "Well, the lawyer did say something else, but it was a personal suggestion, and totally out of the realm of his practice." Tom groaned, "Please tell me something I want to hear, Robert." Robert continued, "He suggested we go ahead and get the restraining order. Then he suggested we come up with a way to 'scare the living shit' out of Sam, so he would never bother Don again. He said it was a long shot, but it might be our only hope." Tom grumbled loudly, "This is just great. What are we supposed to do, stick a gun in Sam's face?" Robert responded, "I wouldn't mind trying that, or beating his slimy ass to a pulp. I don't have an answer for you yet Tom. I have been too pissed off to think clearly. Give me some time though, and I'll see what else I can think of." Tom groaned, "That's the problem Robert. Time is the one thing we don't have. That asshole claims he will show up on Friday. Shit, this sucks. Oh, hey, before I forget. Can you watch the house and Brandon for a couple of days?" Robert perked up, "Sure. Why though?" Tom responded, "Jason is flying Paul and I to D.C. tomorrow morning for Don's birthday. It's a surprise. This news is really gonna dampen the festivities though. I'm dreading telling Jason and Paul about this now. I don't even want to imagine what Don is going to think." Robert interjected, "I know Tom. We will come up with something though. Oh, I will be glad to come house and dog sit. That will give me time to think, away from mom hounding me about my life. Do you guys need a ride to the airport?" Tom answered, "That would be great Robert. We have to be there by 7am. Hey, thanks buddy for all your help. Even though the news is not great, at least we know what we're up against from this end. Now, all we need is some clue as to what exactly Sam is going to try and pull." Robert suggested, "Maybe, Don could help in that capacity. He knows Sam better than any of the rest of us. Well, listen, I gotta go. I'll be at your place at 6:30am to pick you up. Call Paul for me, and tell him I won't be able to make lunch today. I got a ton of work to catch up on here at the paper. Bye." Tom concluded, "Thanks again Robert. Bye."

Back in D.C.

Jason came into the bathroom just as I finished filling the bathtub. He was such a beautiful sight to behold, standing there in only a pair of boxers. My eyes began to glide down his perfectly formed body. I thought to myself, "Jason is so absolutely perfect, so strong, so handsome, so understanding." Jason giggled, bringing me out of my trance like state. "Oh earth to Don, you're drifting again." I snickered, "Just thinking about my boyfriend again. Let's get in the tub." Jason walked up to me and put his hands along the top of my boxers as he smiled up at me. He slowly slid my boxers down until they drifted to the floor. I did the same to him. Then Jason climbed through the bubbles into the warm water and sat down. His head and the top of his strong shoulders were all that I could see above the bubbles. Jason seductively moaned, "Come on my prince, join me before the water turns cold." I stepped through the bubbles into the tub, and sat down so my back rested against Jason's powerful chest. Jason wrapped his arms around my sides and began to caress my stomach and chest with his hands. I leaned my head back so it rested on his right shoulder. Jason lowered his head and kissed me softly and whispered, "I love you Don." I moaned back, "Love you too babe." Jason began to run his tongue over my left ear as he continued caressing my chest with his hands. I mumbled, "This is so nice Jason."

We relaxed together until the water began to lose its warmth. Jason grabbed the facial sponge next to the tub, dunked it into the water, then brought it to my face, and gently washed my face with it. He gently pushed me forward and then did the same with my back. I stood up, turned around, and then sat back in the tub, facing Jason. I took the sponge and washed Jason's face, broad shoulders, and then pulling him towards me, reached around and washed his back. I let the sponge fall into the tub, and reached for the plastic bowl that sat near the tub. I scooped up a generous amount of water with the bowl and slowly poured it over Jason's head. Then I reached for the shampoo, squeezed some into my hands, lathered them up a bit, and then worked the lather into Jason's hair. Jason softly moaned while I massaged his scalp with my fingertips. Then I used the bowl once again to rinse the shampoo from his head. Once I finished, Jason took the bowl from my hands and began to wash my hair. I cooed as Jason ran his fingers gently through my hair. Jason commented, "Tonight, I'm going to cut your hair for you." I giggled, "You won't give me a Mohawk will you?" Jason laughed, "Oh no babe, I wouldn't shave away all that beautiful hair, at least not from your head." Jason winked at me. I thought to myself, "Hmm, he must like when other areas are shaved. That gives me an idea for later." I looked into Jason's eyes, gave him a quick kiss, then reached behind me, and pulled the plug that was holding in the water. We both climbed out of the tub and dried off, before scurrying up to the third floor to find our clothes.

Looking at the clock, I noticed it was just past 1pm. I asked, "Jason. Would you mind if we went to the National Gallery first, instead of the museum, since we are getting a later start today?" Jason giggled, "That would be kewl with me. Then maybe we could come back to Dupont and have a late lunch in one of the parks. There is a great deli on P. Street, so we could get some sandwiches to take with us later." I replied, while finishing tying my shoelaces. "Sounds like a plan to me." I grabbed Jason's hand as we pranced down the steps, picked up the house keys, and walked out the front door.

We arrived at the National Gallery within about a half-hour. It wasn't very crowded, so we were able to move throughout the various rooms at a comfortable pace. Jason enjoyed the pottery exhibits as well as the portraits of the various presidents. I enjoyed the many paintings from the Renaissance and Baroque periods. I babbled on to Jason about the different artists, filling him in on what I had learned in my art history course. Jason listened intently as I talked about, tone, texture, color, and different mediums. Occasionally we would sneak a kiss when no one else was around. I'm sure the security cameras must have loved the two of us. Jason was amazed at the detail displayed in many of the sculptures, considering the lack of modern tools available to their creators. We both laughed a lot at the modern art displays, trying to figure out what the artists were trying to get across to us with just splotches of paint tossed on a canvas, or metal twisted in any number of shapes and forms. We finished viewing most of the galleries by 5pm, so we decided to just head back to Dupont Circle. Fortunately, the Metro traffic was unusually slow for a weekday, so we made it back to P. Street by 5:30pm. Jason led me to the deli, and we purchased two ham, turkey, and cheese sandwiches, along with potato salad, and some bottled water.

Jason led me to a beautiful park and we sat at one of the tables while eating our food. I giggled, "Jason, there are a lot of gay men here. Is this one of the 'unofficial' hunting grounds?" Jason laughed, "Yep Don, this is one of those pick up spots. Just watch the people try to pair up. It can be really interesting." Jason and I continued to watch as men of every size, shape, age, and race played out the game until they found a match. Jason pointed out a wooded area where the men would then go for some quick sexual escapades. Knowing Jason's fantasy to have sex in the outdoors, I decided I would bring him back here before leaving D.C. I thought, "Maybe tomorrow. I wish it wasn't so late in the afternoon already, but we have to get back and call Paul." Jason noticed my distant look and questioned, "A penny for your thought's babe." I smiled at Jason as I slowly spoke, "I was just thinking about something. But we have to go back and call Tom and Paul. I guess it's time to face the music." Jason took hold of my hand as he softly comforted, "Don't worry babe. Whatever happens, we're gonna face it and solve it together. I love you Don." I leaned in and gave Jason a quick kiss, and said, "Thanks Jason. I really needed to hear that just now. I love you too." Jason took my hand, and then we hailed a cab, which returned us to the bed and breakfast.

Jason---A Love Story Chapter 9. Part 3.

Jason and I entered the bed and breakfast. I thought to myself, "This has been such a fairy tale romance. Jason has been my knight in shining armor. I hope this mess with Sam doesn't ruin the whole thing." Jason sensed my uneasiness and softly spoke, "Don, come here." I walked towards the love of my life. Jason reached out his arms to me. I slipped between Jason's arms, and he pulled me in close, wrapping his hands behind my back. Jason continued, "Babe, you have to stop worrying and trust in us. I will not leave you to face this alone. Remember, life long partners Don. That means I'm here for the good and the bad. Please trust in me as completely as I trust in you." I looked into Jason's eyes. "I do Jason. I just don't want to lose the perfection of the time we have had so far. I love you Jason. Come on, let's call Paul." Jason picked up the phone and brought it to the dining room table. He turned the speaker phone option on, then dialed in Paul's number, and we waited for Paul and Tom to answer. After the second ring we heard "Hello."

I replied, "Hey Paul." Paul excitedly yelled, "DON!!!!!" I continued, "Paul, we are on speaker phone. Turn yours on too." Tom answered, "Already done babe." Jason began, "Hey Paul and Tom." Another voice responded, "Hey don't forget me, I'm here too." I screamed, "ROBERT!!!!!" Jason interjected, "Hey Robert, this is Jason. How are you? It's been a long time since I've seen ya." Robert responded, "I'm doin good Jason." Paul interjected, "Don, how are you doing?" I responded, "I'm doing good. Jason is takin good care of me." Jason leaned in and gave me a big kiss. Paul giggled, "I heard that Jason. No phone sex tonight, buddy." Jason shot back, "I don't need phone sex. I've got the thing right here." I giggled, "Oh baby, harder, faster, deeper." Robert and Tom hollered, "Get a room you two." We all started laughing.

Jason looked to me and inquired, "You ready babe? I love you." I smiled at Jason as I replied, "Ok, let's get this figured out." Paul began emotionally, "Don, we all love you very much. You too Jason, and we are gonna help you figure all this out." Jason interjected, "Thanks guys. We both appreciate all your help." I began sobbing so Jason pulled his chair close to mine and took my hand in his. Jason began, "Tom what happened with the lawyer?" Tom began, "Well our lawyer is an asshole. He wasn't much help. He did say that Don would have to press charges against Sam. He also said that with only the one tape we might not be able to get a restraining order. He also said not to use the journal, cause it might make Don look bad, and that it is really only hearsay." Jason held me tight as I started crying harder. Jason replied, "Don and I already discussed pressing charges. That won't be a problem from this end." I looked up at Jason and said "Tapes." Jason smiled back to me, and then continued. "Tom, there are more tapes. Don told me they should somewhat correspond with some of the journal entries." I interjected, "Tom, they're in the bottom drawer of my oak dresser. There is about ten of them."

Jason continued, "What else Tom?" Tom replied, "That's about all my lawyer would say. He's an ass. Paul and I are canning his ass in the morning." I started crying again, and Jason just held me even tighter. Tom continued, "I called Robert to see if he could suggest a different lawyer, so he called someone he knows." Jason interjected, "Thank you Robert. I really appreciate you doing that for my baby." Robert began, "No problem, Jason. We all would do anything for Don. Personally, I just want to kick this Sam's ass into the middle of the next century, but the boy's here want to try the legal system first." I giggled a little, "Thanks Robert. I could just now picture your foot half way up Sam's ass." Robert continued, "No problem, just give me the word. I'd show him the true meaning of foot fetish!! We all giggled. Jason inquired, "What did your lawyer have to offer Robert?" Robert began, "He said some of the same things as Tom's did. Don must press charges. He is fairly certain that he can get a restraining order. But, he is concerned that Sam would just ignore it. He also said that the only way to get Sam thrown into jail would be to catch him in the act of doing something illegal, but then once he got out, he could just start all over again." I began sobbing again. Jason comforted, "Don't worry babe, I won't let him hurt you, ever again." Jason could here Paul crying in the background as he continued, "Paul, don't cry now. I'll protect Don. I need you to stay strong for me over there. Ok Robert, anything else from your lawyer?" Robert excitedly continued, "He did suggest, off the record, that we come up with a way to scare the hell out of Sam. He felt that might do more good than anything else. I'm gonna try to call him tonight though, and tell him about the other tapes, maybe that would make a difference."

Jason pondered for a moment then began. "Well guys, I think we should at least try to get the restraining order." Jason turned to me and continued, "Don, what do you think. Maybe we should return home Thursday evening, then we could file a police report on Friday morning, and at least get the restraining order before he blows into town." I sobbed, "I guess that's a start. I'll press charges, but I don't think the restraining order will mean anything to him. I threatened to call the police on him before and he just laughed at me." I started crying again and Jason began to comfort, "Don't worry babe. We will figure this out. He's not gonna touch you." I sobbed, "But the dream Jason, I'm worried that it will happen." Tom, Paul, and Robert all interjected, "What dream?" Jason replied, "Don had a bad nightmare last night. He dreamt that Sam was going to kidnap him and take him back to New York. That will not happen though. I will make sure of it."

Tom suggested, "Jason, I think Don should stay with you for a while, when you guys get back home, at least through the weekend. Don, I'm gonna have Paul call Laura at your work tonight and get you off for the weekend." Paul interrupted, "I think that would be best Don. You don't need to deal with those morons this weekend. Laura will understand." I sobbed, "Ok Paul. Laura already knows about Sam calling me. She is the one that dealt with him two years ago, when he called acting like a lunatic." Jason interjected, "Ok guys. Then when we get back Don will come stay with me till this thing is over, once and for all." Jason turned to me, "Would you like to stay with me for a while. Brandon can come too." I sobbed, "Yes, I'll try not to be anymore trouble than I already am." Jason began crying as he pulled me into a deep hug, "Don, you could never be trouble to me baby. I love you. We will fix this, I promise."

Robert interrupted, "Guys, I'm gonna go. I want to get home to see if I can reach my friend and tell him about the other tapes. If it makes any difference, I will call you back right away. Jason, you take good care of Don for me." Jason responded, "Thanks Robert, I won't ever forget this. We'll see you Thursday night." I sobbed, "Bye Robert." Jason smiled at me and asked, "Don, could you run out to the car for me and get my address book out of the glove box. I need to give Tom a couple of numbers. I want him to call my landlord and let him know that you and Brandon will be staying with me for a while." I looked into Jason's loving eyes and shook my head yes. He handed me the keys, and I walked out the door.

Jason began quickly, "Ok, guys. Are you all set for tomorrow?" Tom responded, "Yes, but you should have let us drive up Jason. Plane fares aren't cheap." Jason giggled, "I wasn't taking any chances, besides the extra frequent flyer miles will come in handy later. Ok, this is just between us for right now. Sam will be dealt with. I am not going into any great detail right now, cause Don will be back in a second. I have a friend in the FBI, whom I know will help. He owes me big time, but we have to stall Sam as long as possible. We'll talk more tomorrow." Paul replied, "Are you sure Jason. I'm really frightened for Don. You haven't talked in person to that lunatic." Jason replied, "I know, but that lunatic day's are numbered. He just met his match. Don's coming back now so hush."

I hurried back to Jason and handed him the address book. Jason opened it and began, "Ok Tom, call this number, 247-1892 and ask for Sarah. Tell her that you are calling for me because I'm out of town, picking up a friend who is gonna stay with me. Let her know that Brandon will be there too. It won't be a problem, they just have to know." Tom replied, "No problem Jason, I call her as soon as we hang up." Jason looked at me lovingly, then winked, and said, "Paul, why don't you talk to Don for a while. I think he wants to thank you for something that happened last night. I need to use the bathroom, so I'm gonna say bye for now. And thank you both for all your help with this. We'll talk again soon." I started giggling as Jason whispered, "I knew that would cheer you up a bit." Then Jason pranced over to the stairway and on up to the bathroom."

I began, "Hey Paul." Paul and Tom both giggled, "So what happened last night Don?" I snickered, "Thank you Paul." Paul replied, "Your welcome, I guess. So what happened?" I began, "Jason dressed up as a vampire, wearing only a cape and a black jock. He was so hot looking. Jason blindfolded my eyes, and then led me to one of the rooms and then he hand cuffed me to the bed and took the blindfold off. He had three video cameras set up. It was so kewl. Jason kept biting my neck and then we did all kinds of stuff while the video cameras were on. Paul interrupted, "Slow down Don. So you had THREE video cameras taping you." I continued brightly, "Yeah, we got high on some weed, and then after Jason cuffed me to the bed, I sucked his dick till he, you know, came in my mouth. He tastes so good." Tom laughed, "To much information Don." I laughed back, "Then he let me fuck him." Paul jumped in. "You fucked him. Don, you never top anyone. Did you like it?" I giggled, "Yeah, Paul, I did. I hope he lets me do it again sometime soon. It was incredible. Of course I still liked getting fucked by Jason best of all." Paul giggled, "Being a bottom still rocks best." Tom interjected, "That's if you have the best top babe." I continued, "Then Jason tied my legs back and really fucked me good. It was so kewl, to do it in front of the video cameras. I wasn't even worried about them. It was great. So thanks Paul, for telling Jason about my fantasy." Paul giggled, "Just doin my job as your friend." I continued, "I found out today that Jason likes it if another guy is shaved. When we get off the phone, he is gonna cut my hair, and then I am gonna ask him to shave me. I also know that he wants to have sex outdoors, so maybe tomorrow I can do that for him." Tom giggled, "I like Jason's ideas of fun Paul, hint, hint." Paul and I both laughed. I continued, "Well guys, I don't want to keep Jason waiting, so I better go now. Thank you both for trying to help with Sam. I just hope it all works out without me losing Jason. That would just kill me. I love him so much." I began to cry again. Tom comforted, as Paul started to sob again too. "Don, don't even think about that. Jason loves you very much. More than you realize right now. You won't loose him. Now get your ass over there to him. We will call you tomorrow." I sobbed, "Thanks Tom. You guys have a good night. Bye." Tom and Paul both replied, "We love you Don, bye."

I hung up the phone, wiped the tears from my eyes, and started up the steps to meet Jason. I thought to myself, "I am sure lucky to have such great friends. I hope this crap with Sam doesn't end up scaring them all off. I don't want to be totally alone again, like when I first moved to Virginia. God, please work this all out, and keep them all safe. Please let Jason stay in my life. I know you sent him to me, so please don't take him away. I really do love him with all my heart." I turned the corner, and as I entered the hallway there stood Jason, looking like an angel. I broke my serious look and began smiling at him. Jason had caught my serious look and inquired, "What were you thinking about babe." I blushed, "Uh, I was just prayin' on the way up the steps." Jason smiled, "Why blush Don. There's nothin' wrong with praying. Right now we could really use some divine help." I stuttered, "Well, uh, Jason, it's just that we have never talked about spiritual things or beliefs, and I didn't want you to think I was going off the deep end." Jason giggled, "Don, I don't think you're going off the deep end. And we have talked about some spiritual things. Remember our first night together, when you told me all about how you viewed love and friendship. That was very spiritual in its essence."

I was surprised by Jason's thoughts, to say the least. I continued, "I guess you are right Jason. I suppose it's just that we have never talked about God, or praying, you know, that kind of spiritual stuff." Jason softly continued, "Well Don, I guess I already figured you were a very spiritual person. Watching you live your life these few days, combined with how much you care for others, just logically led me to that conclusion. I think it's a very positive aspect in your life." I beamed, "Thank you. It is a very important part of my life. I think it has helped me in dealing with some aspects of Sam's abuse. I wouldn't have survived without being able to pray and talk to God about things. I started tearing up as I sobbed, "I really believe that God sent you to me, otherwise I wouldn't be alive right now. I was just asking him a minute ago, not to take you away from me." Jason pulled me into a hug and caressed the back of my head as he softly continued, "Don, I thank God, for bringing you to me, and I don't believe that he is gonna allow anything to separate us. He brought us together for a reason, since we both needed each other. Now don't worry. I think it's his plan for us to be together for a long, long, time. I truly believe that. We just have to pray that everything will work out concerning Sam, and it will." I looked into Jason's eyes, as I smiled, "Thank you Jason. I love you." Jason happily reiterated, "I love you too, Don. Now let's go cut your hair." I smiled, "Sounds like a plan."

Jason led me to the bathroom, where he already the tools of his trade set up. First he directed me to the sink, had me remove my shirt, and then began to shampoo my hair. Jason's fingers became instruments of magic as he worked the shampoo into my hair. I felt as though all the stress in my life was magically leaving as his fingers massaged my scalp. Jason rinsed my hair thoroughly, then dried it briskly with a soft towel. When I glanced into the mirror over the sink, my hair was sticking out in every possible direction. We both started giggling, as Jason commented, "Don, you really do need a hair cut." I snickered, "Well, I've been waiting to finally get an appointment with the cutest stylist at the salon." Jason laughed, "Oh, and who might that be." I replied happily, "This guy named Jason. He's such a babe, besides giving a spectacular haircut." Jason snickered, "I guess that must be my cue. How do you want me to cut it?" I giggled, "You cut it how you think it would look best. Just as long as it helps me stay young looking, but no Mohawk please." Jason laughed, "Ok babe, take a seat in my chair, sit back, and relax. Let Jason make you look fabulous." I moaned, "Jason babe, you already make me feel fabulous, and if you make me look fabulous, I'll love you forever." Jason giggled, "I'm gonna hold you to that promise, my prince. Now just close your eyes and relax." I did as Jason asked. He began to work his magic on my blond hair. Jason leisurely cut, shaped, and fussed with my hair for at least forty-five minutes. Finally, Jason stated, "You can open your eyes now."

I opened my eyes, and Jason led me to the mirror. My mouth just dropped open as I stared at myself in the mirror. Jason had styled my hair so beautifully. It was a short cut with the sides shaved to about a quarter inch of my scalp. The rest of my hair remained about an inch in length lying softly against my head. I exclaimed, "Jason, I love it!!!! This is perfect. I look ten years younger. Oh, thank you Jason." Jason beamed with pride, "I thought you would like this look. When we get back Don, you'll have to let me color it for you too. We have this beautiful shade of blond coloring that I'm sure you will love." I smiled brightly, "That sounds fun. Thank you again Jason. I love you." Jason gave me a kiss and replied, "Your welcome babe. I love you too." I smiled as I looked into Jason's sparkling eyes, and seductively requested, "Jason would you do something else for me tonight?" Jason inquisitively answered, "What would you like babe?" I batted my eyes, as I asked, "Would you shave me?" Jason replied, "Sure Don. Just wet your face while I get my razor." I giggled, "No Jason, that's not what I meant. Would you SHAVE me?" Jason's eyes popped open, while his mouth formed an excited smile, when he exclaimed, "OH YESSSS!!!!! Shit yeah Don. Kewl, just let me get my razor." Jason made a mad dash for the bedroom, then returned a split second later with his razor, and a huge beaming smile. "This is so kewl. Are you sure you don't mind Don?" I giggled, "Jason, if I knew this would make you so happy, I would have suggested you shave me that first night at your place." Jason snickered, "I guess I should have told you sooner. Hey Don, can I video tape this?" Now, I beamed, "Hell yes, lets do it."

Jason grabbed a basin and wash cloth from under the sink and filled the basin with warm water. "Don would you grab some towels from the linen closet, my razor, and the shaving creme." I procured the items he requested and we quickly made our way to the 'porno room' to begin our little adventure. We set the necessary supplies on one of the tables and then Jason went to turn on the video cameras. Jason giggled, "Good, there's still plenty of tape left." I snickered, "Ok, Mr. Director Jason, what do I do first." Jason laughed, "Take off your pants Don, then lay down on your back, and spread your legs baby." I giggled, "Ohhh, Mr. Director Jason, that sounds like fun." Jason slapped me on the ass as I climbed onto the bed. Jason climbed on the bed next to me, picked up the wet wash cloth, rung out most of the water, and then gently wiped the cloth over my chest and abdomen. I giggled, "That tickles." Jason smiled as he squeezed some shaving creme onto his hands. He slowly applied the shaving cream to my upper body. Then Jason reached for the razor, brought it gently to my chest, and began the up and down stokes, as he removed the light dusting of hair from my chest and stomach. Jason quietly asked, "What don't you want shaved, Don?" I softly replied, "Not my arms and legs. As long as that won't spoil this for you." Jason giggled, "Don't worry about that Don. I just want you to be comfortable with what I remove, that's all. Do you want me to shave your underarms?" I smiled, "Yes, that sounds fun." Jason once again took the wash cloth and moistened it, gently wiped under my arms, and then finished removing the excess shaving creme from my chest and stomach. Jason applied more shaving creme to his hands and then applied it to my armpits. Jason carefully held my arms above my head as he gently shaved away the dense patches of hair under both arms. Jason once again moistened the wash cloth and then rinsed away the excess white foam.

Jason quickly stood up from the bed, took hold of the basin, and stated, "I'll be right back, I have to change the water." Jason hurried from the room and returned moments later with the fresh water and his small personal electric razor. Jason whispered, "I'm gonna shave away some of the excess from your cock and balls before using the razor on them." I giggled, "Ok babe, just be careful and don't cut it off." Jason leaned in and kissed me, then replied happily, "Don't worry Don, I have other uses in mind for that cute cock of yours, so I definitely won't be cutting it off." Jason shaved away as much hair as he could with the personal razor, then used the moistened cloth to remove the excess cut hair. Then he once again squeezed the shaving creme into his hands and teasingly applied it to my groin areas, causing my dick to become erect. Jason commented, "If this were only whip creme, I would really have some fun licking it off, instead of shaving it away." I giggled, "Mmm, that sounds fun Jason, hint, hint." Jason smiled, "I'll remember that for later babe." Jason began to slowly, carefully, and gently, remove the hair from my cock, balls, and the surrounding areas of my groin. Then once again, Jason wiped the excess shaving creme away. Jason surveyed his handy work and smiled, quite pleased with himself. I looked into Jason's eyes and requested, "Jason, shave my ass too please." Jason beamed, "Sure Don. This is just too kewl." I turned over and Jason once again began the process. He shaved all the hair from my ass, paying special attention to the area surrounding my hole. Once finished, Jason commanded, "Ok, Don. Go take a quick shower, then I want to put some lotion on you so that you won't be itching for days." I giggled, "Ok babe, I'll be right back." I pranced down to the bathroom to shower, while Jason cleaned up the area we used, and returned all his tools to their rightful places.

When I returned from the shower, Jason was waiting with a bottle of lotion. Jason smiled at me as he stated, "God, you look so fucking good right now." I looked into Jason's eyes as I seductively requested, "Jason, would you give me a massage, my muscles are really tight tonight." Jason beamed, "Sure babe. Just lie down on your stomach." As I crawled back onto the bed, I whispered lustfully, "Jason, take off your clothes." Jason quickly tore off his pants and shirt." I continued, "Boxers too babe." Jason slowly slipped off his boxers as I watched intently. Jason climbed onto the bed and straddled my legs. He applied a generous amount of lotion to his hands and began to work it into my shoulders and upper back. I moaned, "Jason, that feels soooo good." Jason continued to knead the muscles of my back until the knots were gone. Then he began to work on my legs, kneading them back and forth in his strong hands. I continued to moan as he progressed down to my feet. Then Jason applied the lotion to my ass, squeezing and caressing the muscles, while occasionally passing his fingers over my sensitive hole. I groaned, "Oh Gawd, that's so good Jason. Please don't stop." Jason massaged my ass for a while longer and then stated, "Ok, time to roll over Don, so I can do the front too." I turned over slowly, and assumed a comfortable position on my back spreading my legs slightly.

By this point my cock was rock hard, as it rested against my skin. Jason just smiled as he surveyed my shaved groin. I giggled, "Like something you see babe." Jason just nodded his head yes, and then began to rub the lotion into my chest. Jason teased my nipples as he caressed my upper body with his strong, but gentle hands. I continued to moan as Jason worked the lotion into my skin. Jason massaged my arms and applied lotion to my armpits. Then he began to work on the front of my legs, starting from my feet and working his way up towards my groin. Jason squeezed a little more lotion into the palms of his hands and began to gently apply it to my now smooth balls. Then he began to slowly stroke my erect cock as I groaned, "Oh fuck. Jason, that's so awesome. Stroke my hard cock baby." I reached out and began to play with Jason's semi- erect dick, bringing it to life with my up and down movements. Jason moaned, "Turn back over Don, I want to work on your ass a little more." I did as Jason requested, resting on my stomach and spreading my legs wide. Jason crawled between my legs, then took the lotion, and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingertips. Jason began to work the lotion into my ass crack, and soon slipped one finger up into my hole. I moaned, "Yes Jason. That feels so good." Jason slowly slipped in another finger and began to move them in and out of my sensitive hole. I pleaded, "Faster Jason, move them in and out faster." Jason leaned forward and began kissing my back, as he pulled his two fingers all the way out, and then quickly slid them back in. I gasped, "Oh yes babe. Give them to me harder." Jason once again pulled his fingers out, and then pushed them back in hard.

Jason asked seductively, "Is this what you like Don?" I groaned, "Fuck yeah, give me more." Jason slid a third finger in, and began to move them in and out quickly. Jason questioned, "How's this babe?" I growled, "So good Jason. Oh, it's so fucking good. Finger fuck me Jason." Jason started nipping at my back as he briskly move his fingers within me. I begged, "Oh Jason, please give me more. Open me up baby." Jason reached for the poppers sitting next to the bed and handed me the bottle. "Take a hit Don." I opened the bottle and took a good deep breath of the poppers, then handed them to Jason. He took a long hit of the chemicals, and then handed them back to me. I took one more hit, then capped them, and laid the bottle on the bed. Jason pulled his fingers from my ass, leaned forward, and pushed his engorged cock all the way up my ass. I screamed, "FUCK YEAH JASON, FUCK ME BABE, FUCK ME HARD!!!! Jason began pounding his cock into me as the effect of the poppers began to build. I moaned, Harder, Jason. Please fuck me hard." Jason bit down on my shoulders and then whispered, "What do you want me to do, Don? I groaned loudly, "Just Fuck Me Jason, Please, Fuck Me Babe!!"

Jason pulled me up, and back towards him, so I was now on my hands and knees. Once again, Jason began to pound in and out of my well-lubed ass. He teased, "What do you want my prince?" I growled lustfully, "I want you hard cock pounding my tight ass! Give me that hot cock, Jason." Jason's movements became even faster as he slammed into me. Jason encouraged, softly, "Talk to me Don, tell me what you want." I hollered, "FUCK ME JASON!!!! PLEASE FUCK ME HARD!!! SLAM MY ASS BABE!!!! GIVE ME ALL THAT HOT COCK!!!!! " I began to move back hard, so I could meet Jason's powerful forward thrusts. Jason moaned, "You're so good Don. I love your tight ass. Take my hot cock stud. Take it all." I continued to move back against Jason's thrusts, while he began to pinch my hard nipples. I moaned, "Yes Jason, squeeze my tits. Oh Gawd, fuck me Jason. Fuck me and make me cum." Jason moved his hands to my shoulders and began to pull me back against him hard each time he plowed into my ass. I yelled, "THAT'S IT BABE!!! OH FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME!!! OH GAWD JASON!!! I'M GETTING CLOSE!!!! Jason continued to slam into me as he growled, "I'm almost there too. Cum with me, Don. I want you to cum with me." Jason moved his right hand to my engorged cock. He began to stroke it, coating my dick with the leaking precum. I bellowed, "I'M GONNA CUM JASON!!! OHHHH FUCK BABE!!! MAKE ME CUM!!!!" Jason yelled, "I'M CUMMING DON!! CUM WITH ME NOW BABY!!"

As I felt Jason's nine-inch cock begin to spasm deep in my ass, I launched a white, hot, bullet that hit my chin, while Jason continued to stroke my hard cock. I continued to feel Jason's huge cock shoot into the depths of my ass, coating it with his special creme. After several more volleys of cum, Jason released my penis from his grip and slid his cock from my ass. We collapsed onto the bed and Jason pulled me in his arms, lovingly caressing my back and shoulders. Jason and I kissed passionately for several minutes, before speaking again. I looked again into Jason's beautiful dark eyes, as I whispered, "Thanks babe, for the awesome massage." Jason whispered back, "You're welcome my prince. But thank you for letting me shave you, and fulfilling one of my little desires." I whispered, "Love ya Jason." Jason whispered, "Love ya too, Don." We rested in the afterglow of our love making for a while, whispering, giggling, and kissing back and forth to each other. Then I quietly asked, "Jason, how about some ice creme." Jason giggled, "Hmm, that sounds good, Don." I suggested, "I'll run downstairs and get us some, and meet you back in our bedroom." Jason replied, "Sounds good to me babe."

I bounded out of the bed as Jason giggled, watching my clean-shaven ass, and quickly made my way to the kitchen. I returned to the bedroom a few minutes later with two big bowls, full of vanilla ice creme, covered with chocolate syrup. Jason smiled as I climbed up next to him in the bed. We spoon fed the ice creme to each other, making sure to occasionally drop some of the cold dessert on each others chests, requiring that we seductively lick it back up. After finishing our dessert we decided to get a good nights sleep. I looked at Jason lovingly, and turned on my side, as he whispered, "I know Don." Jason gently slipped back inside me, pulled me close, and once again, we fell into a deep, peaceful, sleep in each other's arms.

I awoke the next morning to Jason's beautiful dark eyes watching over me. I moaned, "Good morning love." Jason gave me a soft kiss, then whispered, "Mornin' babe." I moved forward, releasing Jason's cock from my ass, turned onto my back and groaned, "What time is it babe?" Jason giggled, "It just past nine. Why don't we take a quick shower, and then fix a big breakfast. I'm really starving this morning." I smiled up at Jason and nodded my head in agreement. We both crawled out of bed, and made our way to the shower. Jason and I took turns washing each other up, making sure to grope and kiss often, before completing our task. After drying off, we brushed our teeth to remove the remnants of morning breath, and each dressed in just a pair of shorts. Jason took my hand, led me down the steps, and then we proceeded into the kitchen. I began pulling ingredients for pancakes from the cupboard, as Jason began to brew a pot of coffee. "Jason smiled, "I'm really hungry this morning Don. Let's fix a huge breakfast." I giggled, "Ok babe, anything you wish, is my desire." We both laughed to each other, then Jason pulled me into a nice kiss. "I love you Don." I looked deep into Jason's glistening eyes, "I love you too, Jason."

We had just about finished preparing breakfast, when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked at Jason, who was stirring the scrambled eggs, and questioned, "Who would that be." Jason replied, "Probably just a salesperson. Why don't you go see, while I finish the eggs." I grumbled, "Ok, but I'd rather just stay here with you." Jason batted his eyes at me, and suggested, "Just tell the sales person, we already have everything we need." I replied, "Ok babe. I'll be right back." I walked to the front door, and tried to look out the peephole, but all I saw was a set of shoulders through the glass eyelet. I opened the door slowly, and two men were standing with their backs towards me. I began to speak, "Sorry guys." as the two men turned around and smiled at me. I screamed, "OH MY GOD!!! JASON, IT'S PAUL AND TOM!!!!" Jason put his hand on my shoulder and stated, "Happy Birthday Don!!!"

This concludes chapter nine. I hope you are continuing to enjoy the story. Look for chapter ten in a couple of weeks. I still have a few surprises in store, and we still have to find a love interest for Robert. Have no fear, though, that will be cumming soon.

I only touched briefly on Jason and Don's ideals of spirituality, so I will only quickly comment on it here. Spirituality is an extremely personal matter. I hope that as y'all progress through your daily routines that you might take a moment and consider that aspect of your lives. Faith in God, or some form of higher power, can be a solace during the difficult times in ones life. There is an ever increasing, scientific body of knowledge, on the power of prayer. In the medical profession, I have observed many miracles, and can't help but wonder if these are due to the power of prayer, and a force much greater than ourselves.

My biggest concern is that many people have been "turned off" to spirituality, due to assholes like Pat Robertson and Jerry Farwell, because they do nothing but spew filth from their pulpits and television ministries. Please don't lose faith. My experiences and readings from the Christian Bible have led me to believe that God is not the entity that these conservative ministers try to portray. The overall message of the Bible is one of love for mankind, and we are simply charged to love and care for one another. Taking a comparative look at other faiths has led me to the same conclusions. So please nurture your spiritual side, as well as the physical, as it can help you achieve an overall sense of well being. Take care of yourselves and as always, send your comments and concerns to donnrs2000@mindspring.com. Hugs and kisses, y'all.