Ok, so I realize many of you had to go back and read the preceding chapters b/c it's been SOOOOO long since the last one came out you forgot all about what happened. Once again, I apologize for the delay, but we all know I'd be lying if I said it will probably NEVER happen again (hehe) so, anyway, I'm sure no one is even reading this part, so I'm gonna get to the disclaimer:
This story is completely fiction, as in, none of it's true. This story is about 2 boys finding each other and making LOVE, therefore, If the laws where you live say you can't read this, don't read it. Well, if you do read it, don't get caught. That being said, enjoy :) ncduffer@hotmail.com *****************************************************************
I sat in that shower for nearly 20 minutes, and soon the water started to turn cold. I quickly realized the storm that was about to hit; Jack would be here in just a short while. I toweled off and put on my boxers. I walked into my room and hit random on the cd player. Pink Floyd came up, and ironically, "Comfortably Numb" came through the speakers. I chuckled to myself at the irony of the song; I had just gotten so used to not feeling anymore, that I was now truly comfortable with it. The happiness of those days had long faded, now they were only memories of better times. Life's a funny thing, it seems the more you try to pull yourself out of a slump, the more it knocks you back down. I finally just said screw it all, put on some adidas warmup pants and a teeshirt. Who did I have to impress these days, anyway? As I sulked down the stairs towards the kitchen, I heard the voice.
"Thanks Mrs. Parker, I did my best, but it just wasn't good enough today. We'll get em next year I guess."
Sigh, I could just sit on these stairs all night and listen to his sweet voice. I don't care what he talks about, just as long as he keeps talking. I decided to just bite the bullet, though, and get it over with.
"Wow, mom, this smells GREAT!" I feigned happiness as I added, hoping to appear as almost an afterthought, "oh yeah, hey Jack."
"What's up, man" Jack replied, "you played great today."
"Thanks, you did too," I said.
An awkward silence fell upon the room after that, which was interrupted by the whistle of a boiling kettle. We both kind of jumped; it jolted us back to reality.
"William, why don't you take your father and Mr. Stewart some tea out on the deck?" my mom asked. I grabbed two glasses and headed outside with Jack in tow. Dinner was soon ready, and we all settled down and ate. I of course just picked at my food, but I was surprised to see Jack doing the same. This kid was normally a food disposal, he usually packed it away. Tonight, though, he just nibbled.
"Jackson, son, you need to eat," his mom scolded. "I swear, Jack hasn't touched solid food for over a week. I think some girl's got him heartbroken."
My mom just looked at me, and I could see the gears spinning. She just smiled and offered some witty remark. She kept eye contact with me the rest of dinner, though, as if to say, "What an interestingly odd coincidence." God, how do mom's DO that? I just became terribly interested in my plate, and avoided looking anyone directly in the eye for the rest of dinner. Soon, the men headed downstairs for cigars and bourbon, and the women had wine after they tidied up the leftovers and put everything away. Jack and I went upstairs to the tv room in between mine and James' room. We sat on opposite ends of the couch and flipped on the tv. We sat there in silence for about 20 minutes, neither of us mustering up the courage to say anything. I finally broke down.
"I got a cool cd the other day," I said. "It's this band called Oleander. It kicks a lot of ass. You can borrow it if you want."
"Cool, I'll have to check it out," he responded.
Another awkward silence followed.
Finally, I'd had enough. I've let my pride rule me for too long now. If he wasn't big enough to talk to me, I was gonna show all my cards. He's worth fighting for; WE'RE worth fighting for, dammit. If that means I have to swallow the pride and go for broke, then dammit, I'm gonna do it.
"Jack, I'm really sorry, you know," I offered.
"Man, can we just not get into this?" he said.
"No, we are gonna get into this, because I think I've suffered long enough," I said, self-righteous anger flushing my cheeks.
"Suffered? SUFFERED?" he mocked. "You don't know what suffering is, pal, not till an entire school hates you for something you've got absolutely NO control over."
"But don't you SEE Jack?? I'm willing to endure that, if only for the mere chance, just the chance, for you to love me the way you used to," I said, hot tears filling my eyes.
"God, is that what you think? That I've stopped loving you?" Jack asked in pure disbelief. "William Joseph Parker, for God's sake, there's NOTHING you could EVER do to make me stop loving you," Jack replied as tears streamed down his face. "I just can't live in a place that hates me because I love you. That's why it was so important for me to keep this under wraps. When you deliberately went and shared US with someone, after I begged you not to, God, William, I just freaked out and panicked, I guess."
"But what about Stacey?" I mumbled, feeling little better than dirt at this point.
"Jesus, Will, like I said, I panicked. I grabbed the first girl I could think of, and went into hyper-hetero mode. Will, trust me, the pain I've gone through, I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, much less my soul-mate. When I wanted you to keep us a secret, it wasn't for me. I can handle it because I've been down that road before. I did it because the thought of your friends scornfully laughing at you kills me. When you hurt, I feel it just as strongly as if it were me. And if your childhood friends turned on you and made you feel ashamed of a beautiful thing that you should be able to be PROUD of, I would absolutely just die."
"God, Jack, I'm so sorry," I whispered as I buried my face in my hands. I collapsed and sobbed uncontrollably, unable to stop or even contain my shame and remorse.
"Shh, baby, shh, it's ok," Jack said as he pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me. I tearfully unloaded on him, all the anguish of the past two weeks, all the lonely nights, the unreturned phone calls, the disses at school, everything. I clung to him as if he were a life vest in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. After a while, I was all cried out, and Jack pulled my face up so our eyes met.
"Are we cool?" I feebly whispered.
"Yeah, baby, we're cool," Jack answered as he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I let out this jagged sigh, like I'd just been revived from drowning.
"God, Jack, do you know how afraid I was I would never get to experience that ever again?" I asked.
"There was never any doubt in my mind, kid," Jack answered as he smiled at me. God, that smile.
"Oh yeah, well what was that about being so lovesick you couldn't eat, mister?" I asked.
Jack just laughed as he said, "well, ok, maybe I was a little worried. I just kept the faith, I guess."
I just snuggled up to Jack as he held me tenderly in his arms. He started playing with my hair, twirling it through his fingers, and I let out this long sigh. It felt so good to be here again, in this place with Jack; there were finally no more walls between us. At long last, I could drop my defenses and let my guard down. I was finally home. I closed my eyes and fought the waves of sleep that were rushing up around me. Jack continued to stroke my hair as he hummed some song in my ear. I could really care less what it was he was singing; the only thing that mattered was that he was singing it to me.
"I love you Jack," I whispered.
"Will, I love you too," Jack answered in a wispy rasp. I looked up at his angelic face to see it stained with new tears.
"What's the matter baby?" I asked, seriously concerned at his melancholy display of emotion.
"I was just thinking about the hell you must have gone through when you saw Stacey sitting on my lap," Jack said. "I was going to try to explain it to you in PE that day, but coach said you signed out earlier that morning. God, Will, I'm so sorry for being such an asshole," Jack said as silent tears glided down his smooth cheeks.
I reached up and put my hand behind his neck and pulled his face towards mine. "I'll say 'I forgive you' the best way I know how," I said.
I leaned up and our lips connected for a kiss that sent shivers throughout my entire body. It was like I was kissing him all over again for the first time. I felt the skin rise up all over my body as goosebumps spread from my arms to the tips of my toes. I slid my tongue in Jack's mouth and found his warm tongue eager for my touch. It had been too long, we were both seriously deprived of physical attention. It felt like I'd been in a desert for the past two weeks, and had now found an oasis. I sucked on Jack's bottom lip, and got a passionate moan from him. We broke our lock breathlessly, as we both knew what we needed to do.
"Now?" I panted.
"Now," Jack answered.
We sprinted off the couch into my room and onto my bed. As clothes started flying off, my passion re-ignited. I can't believe how many days I had laid in this bed wondering if I would ever be in it with Jack again. Now that it was finally happening, I had a hard time believing it was true. Jack and I were undressing each other piece by piece, urgently, as though clothing would kill us if they were on one second longer.
I pulled Jack on top of me, smothering him with kisses of passion. As our naked young bodies ground together, they created a rhythm that only served as high octane sexual fuel, propelling us further and faster. Jack moved his kisses down to my earlobe, and started sucking on my earlobe. I moaned out his name, and told him to never stop. I scratched my fingernails lightly down his back until his soft cheeks were in my hands. I gently squeezed them and massaged them in my hands.
Jack took his right hand, grabbed my left hand and put it to his face. He gently stuck my left middle finger in his mouth and sucked it. I don't think I've ever felt so erotic in my whole life. He then took my finger out of his mouth and guided my hand back to his tight pucker. As I touched the pink little ring, the tiny hairs on his neck stood up and he shivered with delight. I gently slid my wet finger inside his hole and he clamped down tightly. I quickly pulled it out of him.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
"God no, it just overwhelms me so much that I'm pretty much unable to move," Jack said. "You just hit something inside me that makes me feel so sexy, I mean that literally and figuratively," Jack said as we both cracked up. "Come here baby, let me make up for some lost time," he said as he slid his mouth over the head of my throbbing cock.
"Oh God Jack, I've missed you so much," I breathlessly whispered as he manipulated me with his mouth. He hasn't lost his expert touch, I thought as he quickly brought me to the edge. He could tell I was close, so he backed off a little. He started kissing his way southward, until he was at the entrance of my virgin hole. He put my thighs up on his shoulders, which lifted my hips just enough for him to have complete access to me. He spread my cheeks apart and slowly stuck out his tongue. When it connected with my pucker, I arched my back so rigidly, I thought I might crack my spine. That was such an electrifying jolt, I felt like I'd just been hooked up to a generator or something. He kept using his tongue to caress the entire circumference of my hole. He finally pushed his tongue inside and I thought I was going to explode from the inside.
"Make love to me Jack, right here, right now," I panted. "I'm begging you, please take me. Take everything I am, it's always been yours, just please, give yourself to me right now."
"Ok, baby," Jack said. "I always hoped our first time would be something like this. I just can't believe how much I love you. If you want me to stop at any point, just say so, ok?"
"Just hurry Jack, I just don't think I can stand it much longer without feeling you inside me."
Jack positioned himself at the entrance of my hole and steadied himself. He slightly pushed and I felt like my whole spine was on fire. I tightened up and winced, and he quickly pulled out.
"No, Jack, don't do that," I said, "just please keep going."
He lined himself back up, and pushed a little more. This time it hurt a little less, and he was able to inch forward inside me. I just tried to breathe and relax and let Jack keep filling me with his love. Soon, he had entered me completely, and I just held him around his waist.
"Kiss me, Jack," I said.
He passionately obeyed, and buried his tongue in my mouth. He started a slow rhythm of pulling out, and then tenderly pushing back in. Any pain that I had felt before was now a fleeting memory as thousands of nerve endings were exploding in my groin. Jack had lit my fuse, and now an explosion was gonna blow soon. I grabbed onto Jack's ass and wrapped my legs around him. We started to get rougher, as our rhythm became jagged, and our breathing became quick gasps and pants. Jack dove down on my neck and started sucking and nibbling on my tender flesh. The shivers that went down my spine mixed with the fire that was raging in my bowels to create the biggest orgasmic explosion I've ever experienced. Involuntarily, I moaned out Jack's name as my hole constricted around him, swirling his swollen cock around in my warm insides. As I felt wave after wave of cum erupt from my body, I felt an equally intense explosion inside me. Jack arched his back and moaned out loud as he buried himself inside me for one last deep thrust. I felt my whole insides being coated with his boiling cum.
He collapsed on top of me, and we both had to literally make ourselves breathe. We were both so emotionally and physically spent, we couldn't even find the words to describe what we had just experienced. He soon softened and slipped out of me, and the minute he did I already missed him. When he was inside me, for that briefest of moments, I felt complete. Now a part of me was missing that only he could fill. He looked down at me, and as I met his eyes, I knew in my heart that there would never be another time when we would ever be apart.
"I love you Jackson," I whispered. "I love you too, Will. For now, and for all time," Jack said. ***************************************************************** Well, what did you guys think? Was it worth the wait? I hope so. I must say that I had fun writing this chapter. Hope you guys had fun reading it :) OH! And happy halloween! Oh yeah, check out my homepage, too, I've put some new sections on there. http://ncduffer.tripod.com
ok, kids, take care and until next time, Duffer