Straight Jake

Note: I have to apologise for the delay. After writing, I had decided to rewrite some of the plots to give this final chapter a grand exit.

Anyway, before proceeding, here are the usual stuff. Make sure that you are not underage if you wish to proceed. Make sure that you are not offended by gay materials. And that you won't be upset by the sexual content. If you are, then please do not proceed.

The writing here is based on imagination (hence secret power, my nick). Otherwise, it is purely by coincident.

In Straight Jake 7, both guys ended in a 3-way with their teacher. Was it a mistake? Jake distanced himself after the incident. Even the incident with Leo's ex seemed to upset Jake. But Jake offered no reason. Lost and confused, the only comfort was when Jake told Leo to stay, when Leo had to choose - stay with Jake, or meet up with Lori. Although it was not much of a lead, Leo was satisfied that Jake had wanted him around. That was good enough to know.

In this last chapter, we will continue with the confused bisexual Leo. Will he tell Jake how he felt for Jake? Will he tell Jake he was in love?

And will Jake back out?

Straight Jake 8

As I had mentioned before, it took two factors to get Jake to talk. The first was Lori. The second was Colby.

There was no denying that Colby had the hots for me. He wanted more from me. Our session of him jerking me off was not enough for him.

He still followed me to the bathroom at times, when I was taking a leak. He would not dare to, if Jake was with me. I knew Colby's eyes were checking out my equipment as he stood beside me. At times, he would provoke me to go a step further when he played around his lips with his tongue, teasing me to let him blow me. It was actually tempting with his tongue wetting his lower lip, offering his mouth hole for me to fuck.

I did what I knew was right. I zipped up and walked out, leaving a disappointed Colby behind.

Don't get me wrong. Colby was not a jerk. He did not know of my feeling for Jake. Colby was just an innocent kid who thought that I could be tempted for sex, since that I had broken up with Lori. I doubted that he would be so daring if I was attached. He was just a guy who was hoping to get in bed with me - hoping that I would explore male sex with him.

Colby was not the only one who was coming on to me. A few other girls in the school had decided that Lori was a history and that I needed a new girl. They were dropping hints and reminding me their numbers. Jake was cool with the whole thing, but I wondered if he was frustrated not getting straight sex anymore. Since Miss Jenkins left, there was no other option for him, although the sex was only once. He could not and would not bed with any other girls for he felt uncomfortable. He felt this need to protect his goody-church image, as his father was the town's head priest. He was cursed to be this role model. However, his face was not showing any sign of frustration of not getting any.

But Jake was not ok with Colby getting close to me. The logic would be that if I were seen too often with Colby, then I would be a suspected gay. This would mean that Jake would be dragged into this as well, if I were to continue hanging out with Jake too. Well, at least, I thought this was the reason.

Jake did not show up for the swim practice. He had told me earlier. He had to run some errands for his father. The coach gave him the permission to skip. So, we decided to meet up at my place that evening, to hang out.

I took my shower later than the rest. I had a problem with my locker. So, while the rest had their shower together, I was sweating and cursing again for jammed lock. Coach had already left, so there was no way to get him to use tools from his office to peel the door.

With the help of the teammates, I managed to unlock that damn thing. I thanked them and took my towel and stuff for shower. Although initially frustrated, the water turned the mood around.

Although I enjoyed the shower, I quickly washed myself. When I heard the last team member said goodbye, I quickly turned the water off and grabbed my towel. I dried myself and went to the bench to get my dry clothes, to get out of the place as quick as I could.

The reason? Colby.

He could walk in anytime. I did not wish him to catch me naked. The ideas he would form, with me alone there with him, and also the ideas, I imagined he would imagine, scared me. I did not need to test the temptation. I was scared I would fail.

Just as luck had it, Colby walked in as I reached for my bag. One could not describe his joy to find me alone there, naked. His eyes were happy to check out my nice toned muscles. I could practically see the lust in his eyes when he moved his eyes from bulging chests down to my dangling, soft but thick cock. I endured his lust. At any other time, I would have taken this as a compliment. But my situation with Jake needed to be cleared first, before I could decide if Colby's admiring eyes were welcomed or not.

Colby was topless. He was wearing only his speedo, and his gym workout caused sweat to form on his nicely built body. Colby was a good-looking boy. His only flaw was that he was known for his preference for guys. If not, Colby would have been a popular boy in the school. He gave me his devilish, boyish smile.

I did the polite thing, since that his eyes were admiring me, by smiling back - a quick smile, I did not want him to think wrongly. I turned my body away, but only to realise that I was exposing my back to him. This gave him a nice view of my bubble butt.

Colby gave out a whistle.

Before I could turn around, I felt Colby's palm on my right cheek, giving it a squeeze.

'Hey!' I jumped, freeing my asscheek from his touch. I was angry, but Colby was smiling away. I turned to face him. He licked the fingers that had touched me suggestively.

'FUCK YOU!' I shouted at him.

'Promise?' Colby asked.

I would have been angry, but the teasing smile he flashed at me, softened me.

'Colby...' I said, as I used my towel to cover my lower part.

'Yes?' he said, still trying to use his seductive smile, and of course, body to turn me on. He was testing the water with me. He turned around, with his back to me, and slowly stripped his speedo down. As he was doing it, he bent down, exposing his meaty butt to me. I could do nothing more than to take a long deep breath. It was really tempting. I felt my dick was rising. I quickly sat down on the bench, but my eyes were not moving away. My dick wanted to fuck that butt, but I needed to be in control.

I was that much in love with Jake.

Colby turned his head around, and was disappointed that I had sat down, instead of moving closer to him. 'Hmmmm... still fighting the urge, huh?' Colby teased.

'What the fuck are you talking about?' I snapped at him.

'Hehehehe... I was just pulling your legs. I thought, without Lori in the picture, you might want a good fuck.. with me..' Colby said, flashing another devilish smile.

'Fuck off!' I said, but my tone was weaker this round.

'So, what?' Colby asked, as he turned around, crossed one leg over the bench and sat down, allowing himself to face me. His soft dick and big balls were resting on the bench, conveniently inviting me to see.

'What?' I asked back, a little uncomfortable with his sitting position.

Colby must had realised it. His right hand reached down. His fingers found his dickhead and gave it a little squeeze. Colby was stroking it to life. It was slowly lengthening.

My nervous eyes moved away from watching his teasing act. I looked at him, and then back to the locker in front of me. I preferred not to have any eye contact with him at all.

'You called my name just now.... I assumed you wanted to tell me something, or ask, maybe?' Colby said. 'If you are just saying my name, try 'honey' for a change.' It was that tease again.

I could imagine his devilish smile as he teased me. But my mind flashed to his hand stroking his cock. From the corner of my left eye, I knew he was still stroking himself. I held my breath, pressuring my temptation of looking to ease down.

'Colby... aren't you afraid?'

Colby stopped his stroking. I could tell. That prompted me to turn and look at him. My eyes could see his hardened 6-inch cock, in his hand. He was just holding it this time. No more stroking. I looked at him in the eye. He was disturbed by my question.

'More than you know, Leo.'

'Then?'

'Then, why am I still being this fag in the school, is it?'

The word fag caught me uneasy again. Colby noticed it.

'Homo, fag, faggot, fairy, gay.. whatever you want to avoid me saying, I've been bashed with these fucking titles many times. Think I'm kinda immune to them by now. Worse is when they scribbled them in my book.'

I was surprised. I knew such abuses would occur but I was not ready for Colby to share that much.

'But you hear me, Leo. Some of those who labeled me as one, they themselves had been jerked off by me or some other fags in the school. I can tell you that.' His voice sharpened suddenly, turning his voice into a threatening whisper, which I knew was not meant for me.

'So, why are you still doing it?' I asked. My voice gave away my agitation.

'Doing what? Stop being myself? Stop being who I am?' Colby asked.

'I don't know! But just stop being so proud about it. It's like you want the whole world to know!' I raised my voice a little.

'Yeah, easy for you to say. You don't know half the hell I had gone through,' Colby said.

'Then, it's not worth it, right?' I said.

Colby said nothing. He looked devastated.

There was like a deafening silent for a few seconds, which seemed to drag the period to a long few minutes. But it really was only a few seconds.

'I tried to deny it. But I failed... I am who I am, Leo.'

I felt pity for him. His sad tone had gotten to me. I knew what he was going through. I would have been easy to admit to him that I enjoyed male sex too, but I got to keep Jake's secret a secret.

'But thanks, Leo,' Colby said.

'Huh?' I said, as I turned to face a smirking Colby. He looked like a boy who was just done with his crying and tried to force himself to smile.

'Thanks for not beating the shit out of me. Thanks for not shoving me away. Err.. thanks for not treating me the way others would,' Colby said.

I realised that the only polite thing to do was to smile a 'you're-welcome' smile.

'Being gay is worth it, if I have a guy like you,' he continued, as a sly smile was forming.

'No, Colby. Don't go there!' I warned him.

'Where? You mean here?' he asked, as he slid himself along the bench, closer to me.

'Stop, Colby!' I demanded, as I inched myself a few inches away, but my towel unwrapped, exposing a bit of my thigh and hip to him.

Before I could do much, I found Colby next to me. Getting up would be too dangerous. My towel would slip. So, I did what came first to mind, to save myself. I cupped my groin with both of my hands, trying my best to keep as much of my family jewel away from this potential snatcher.

'Com'on. Don't tell me you don't like my attention the last time,' Colby whispered. His breath could be felt on the skin, as he whispered into my left ear. His chests were pressed lightly on my arm, sending chill all over my body.

His fingers found whatever little skin on my hip, uncovered by my disobedient towel. He ran his fingers slowly up and down my butt skin. Whatever it was, it was causing me to have a boner. I held my groin even tighter. Thank goodness I had towel underneath my palms to help sheltering it from Colby's view.

Colby's cock was already hard. I could feel the cockhead on my skin, where his fingers used to be. He held his shaft and pressed his cockhead on my skin, running the cockhead to and fro from my thigh to my butt! He was masturbating on me!! I felt his pre-cum, moistening my skin, as he ran his cockhead up and down.

As his cock was teasing my skin, his lips were nibbling my ear, making their way down to my neck. I could feel his tongue on my neck. I shivered. I knew that he felt it. His right hand found my hardened left nipple and was busy twitching it between his fingertips.

I wanted him badly to stop. But yet, my mouth could not utter anything else but sighs of tension release. I needed badly to feel good with my body, and Colby was doing what Jake had neglected. I wanted to cum so badly. I wanted to fuck Colby. But I couldn't. So, I sat there, confused between moving away and holding Colby down so that I could fuck that delicious butt.

But I did not have to decide long. Before I could be strong enough to push him away, I felt Colby's cum splatted on my hip. It was sticky. It was warm. Colby groaned as he ejected more cum out.

I quickly got up and turned my back to him. I took the towel and wiped his cum off my hip.

Behind me, I could still hear Colby's groan.

With my back towards him, I quickly slipped into my pants. I prayed that he did not see my hard-on. My shirt was big enough to cover the front of my jeans. To put on my shoes, I turned sideway to sit on the bench. I could see that Colby was still on the seat he was on before. There were cum stains all over the bench.

'Sorry, Leo!' Colby said.

I said nothing. I did not want to be a hypocrite. I kinda enjoyed it.

'Just cover up and clean up the stains!' I said, as I threw him my towel. My voice was indeed sounding like a little frustrated. I did not know what the frustration was. Frustrated that I did not get to get off, or frustrated because I did not get to be as free and wild as Colby?

Colby cleaned up the stains with my towel.

'I get to keep this?' he asked, as he brought my towel in his hand up.

'I don't care what you do with it. Just don't tell anyone what had happened!' I said back.

'That's what you all always say! Don't worry. I know the standard procedure. Let's fuck and tell not,' he said.

'Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. Just think of my offer, ok, Leo? I promise to be a good fuck!'

I did not bother to think much of what he had said, but to tie my shoe laces fast enough to get out of the place. I was like trying to run away from the crime scene. I watched as Colby stuff my towel in his bag. I bet he would using it for a lot of jerk-off's. In a way, I felt honoured someone see me as a hot stuff. But then again, I knew many girls had fantasised about me in their wet dreams.

I got up. 'See you around!' I said to Colby.

'Bye!' he said, as he turned away, walking towards to the bath area.

I allowed myself to peek at his butt asset. Damn! The asscheeks looked tempting. Meaty and hard. My boner had not even cooled down yet.

Before I could reach for the door, I thought of what Colby had said. I wondered who they were, those that Colby had mentioned just now.

I pondered for awhile before I retrieved my steps back to the shower corner.

'Hey!' I called out.

Colby moved his head away from the shower of water. 'Change your mind?' he asked. Again, him with his naughty smile. His cock was soft now, dangling between his thighs.

'Dream on...'

'Then?' he asked.

'Who are they?'

'Who what?'

'Those guys?' I asked.

'Huh?' Colby turned the water off.

'You said 'That's what you guys always say'. Who are they? Straight guys?' I asked, as I leaned my right arm on the wall.

'Oh...,' he giggled, 'That? Fuck me, and I'll let you know,' he teased. He turned around and faced me in all his frontal glory. He was a hunk alright. 'Deal?'

'Nope!' I said, kinda proud of myself for being able to concentrate my heart on Jake and turned another gorgeous guy down. I guessed I could not get the info. I was hoping to know who else were in this masquerade. I turned and walked away, but was held back by Colby's voice asking me to wait.

'They are straights. Like you. Or so, what they wanna believe. I play along. If they want to make believe they are not gays, I just play along, as long as I get the fuck,' Colby said as I turned to face him.

'Names?' I asked.

Colby smiled, but shook his head. 'I don't think I can.'

I smiled back. I guessed it was fair. It sucked, but was fair for him not to tell.

'And none is good enough to be yours?' I asked.

'Did you say yes to me?' he teased.

That got me smiling again. It was my turn to shake my head.

'Then, no,' he said, as he reached for his soap.

'Come on!' I asked.

Colby seemed hesitated but at the end, he cracked. 'Well, there is one. Don't be jealous!'

I smiled again. 'So, why not?'

Colby was in the blushing mood as he was like drifting off thinking of whoever-that-guy was.

But before he could answer, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and was surprise to see Jake beside me.

Jake was there. And his eyes wandered to where Colby was, and then back to me. Colby was stunned to see Jake there. So was I. It would have been fine, except that Colby was lathering his groin with me in front casually chatting.

'Are you done?' Jake asked me.

I just nodded my head.

'Hi, Jake!' Colby said, as he quickly rinsed his body under the cold water. He raised his thigh slightly, trying to cover his semi-hard cock.

'Hi, Colby!' said Jake. His eyes were looking away. He obviously had seen Colby's hard-on.

'Miss you today at practice,' Colby said.

I was lost for words. I felt like I was caught cheating on Jake.

'Yeah. Gotta settle something,' Jake said.

His eyes came back to me. 'I wait for you outside.'

It was a command.

Not a request.

Not a mere statement.

But a demand.

After saying goodbye to a stunned Colby, I rushed out to find Jake walking along the hallway. I chased up.

Jake, although fully-clothed, still looked good. It was like jeans was made for him. It fitted him nicely, praising and helping to define every inch of muscle underneath the cloth. His fully-shaped but firm butt turned many heads in school. At times, he knew of it, and was embarrassed. At times, he was so casual and unaware of the many admiring eyes.

If the eyes were not trying to burn their eyesights through the jeans, they would be busy admiring the upper portion of his body. Tight or loose clothings, Jake looked good, even in a hand-me-down clothes. Jake did not come from a wealthy family, so wearing such clothes had been a norm for him. But I doubted anyone was bothered with the shirts he was wearing. They were eyeing his well-defined torso, or his arms. And Jake was very humble with his appearance.

He was not all bulging with muscles, but nicely formed ones. With his goodlooks, I swore one day soon, girls would gang-rape him, and yet Jake was so unaware the sexy animal magnetism he was carrying. He was shy. He knew he looked good, but he had no idea how good it was. He could easily be mistaken as a reincarnation of a young Greek God.

And he was mine!

'You didn't tell me you're coming?' I asked as I caught up.

'Why? Surprise that I caught you with another one of your flings?' he asked, sarcastically. His eyes were still looking ahead.

I paused. I was not ready for such a tone. I would have punched a guy's light out for talking to me like that. But not with Jake. He could get away with murder, if it were to be between us only.

Jake realised that I had stopped walking. I still could not believe he had said that.

Jake stopped too, and turned around. I was not really that angry, but if I was, I doubted that I could have the heart to punch that handsome face. And secondly, he looked sorry.

'Sorry.' He said, as he took my bag from me, and slung it over his arm. He pulled my arm along.

'I did not know what I was saying,' he said again. His eyes looked down for a while, looking deeply regretful for what was said earlier, and then he looked back up again, not once daring to face me.

'It's ok. I guess I sure have seen that coming,' I said, still in shock over his response.

'No... it was not right. Don't say it's ok,' Jake said. But he was relieved to know I was not upset. He turned and gave me a smile. That really did the trick. I guessed I was a sucker for his beauty. His smile somehow never failed to penetrate through my mood.

I smiled back.

'So, I guess I have to spank you now, huh?' I teased.

'The only one who will do the spanking in this... ' he said, looking for the word. I thought of 'relationship'.

'The only one who will do the spanking between us is me, ok? Get that, kid?!' he said, as he held my neck between his arm and chest, and gave me a playful but hard rub on my head with his fist.

We broke into laughter, as I struggled to break away.

We got into my car. Jake's dad, Father Thompson, had dropped him on their way back. Jake wanted to join me for dinner. And I knew we both wanted a private dinner. So, I called home to let Mrs. Krishna know that I won't be back for dinner. Of course, it was greeted by a lot of grumbling. But she said she would make a nice dessert for me. It was good to have people around me to pamper me.

And there was Jake. By my side. I knew life could never be more perfect than this. Jake smiled at me, as if he could read my thought. I smiled back.

'Are you hungry now?' I asked him.

'Not really. Why?' he asked back.

I turned on the air-con. I flicked the switch for the radio, and the station was playing an oldie. I would have killed for a rock or alternative rock, but at that moment, I guessed a soft music would do.

'Jake, what was that all about? We can't continue to ignore whatever that is happening...'

I turned and looked at my handsome prince. He looked trapped, although there were signs of him trying to be brave.

'Did we make a mistake with the Miss Jenkins' incident?' I asked him. Maybe we should not have sex with Miss Jenkins 3-way, or not. Confusions on our relationship became more obvious after we had fucked her. Although she was already out of our lives, I was not sure now if we did the right thing. Was Jake scared?

'No.. Leo. If it was anything, it had to be special. We did it together.'

'Then, what was it? Why suddenly you easily got upset? It was not like you.'

Perhaps I should not have said that. His eyes showed fear. I guessed the rule was he would still be the same Jake as before. No change was permitted. And I had just unintentionally accused him of being different.

'It's just that...,' Jake sighed. 'Just that..'

'Just-That-What, Jake?' I demanded to know.

'How would I know if you would go around banging another one when I am not looking?' Jake raised his voice back, matching each tone with mine.

I was definitely taken aback by his outpour. I wanted to know, but I was not expecting this one.

'What do you mean?' I asked him, as I slumped back onto my seat, weakened by his words.

'You would go screwing around. That's the matter,' Jake said, softly.

'No, I won't,' I said. I paused. 'And what was it to you? I don't see you trying to do your best to stop me.'

I was bitter. But no matter how bitter, I regretted again for burping up what I had just said.

'What do you mean by that?' Jake asked. He turned his face towards me. It was his turn to demand the truth from me. And I was trapped. I got him to pour his heart out, and now it was my turn.

'I don't know, Jake.'

That was the best I could do. I could not lie to him, but yet at the same time too, I could not demand all those sex attention I wanted him to perform on me. It was not Jake to be anything other than the straight guy in a gay sex.

'You are unhappy, right? With me not returning the favour, aren't you?' Jake asked.

'No,' I said.

'Don't lie, Leo. I knew,' Jake said.

'That was what I was thinking of too. I mean, you were.. er.. served by the ladies. And now, you are doing all this for me. It makes me feel like I'm selfish,' he continued. 'But Leo.. I can't... I just can't. I'm sorry.'

'Hey, I did not expect you to,' I spoke the half-truth. I knew he could not, but sometimes I was desperate for him to.

'But what happens when you want someone to do all those that.. that.. you were doing for me?' Jake asked.

He could not get himself to use the f and s words. He was too holistic to be verbal about that, except when he was in bed with me. He was an animal behind the door.

'But really, Jake, what was it to you? So, what if I am banging others? Are you scared I would expose your secret if I were to fill Colby up?' I asked him.

Jake was quiet. It was different from the happy tones we had earlier.

'What do you want me to do?' I asked. I felt bad seeing him like this.

'Do as you wish. I could leave, if you want me to,' Jake said.

'No, Jake. I never want you to go.'

I made it clear. My voice was stern and firm, telling him my wish.

'But will you be happy?' Jake asked.

'Have you seen me unhappy when you are around?' I asked him back.

He was silent. But slowly, he raised his head up, to look at me in the eyes.

He was smiling. I broke into one too.

I cupped his right cheek and pulled him closer, as I planted a quick kiss on his left cheek. No one was around to see that. I was careful enough.

Jake just blushed as he pulled away.

'Leo?'

'Yes?'

'Could it be just me? I don't want anyone else in the picture,' Jake requested, shyly.

A million reasons could be the reasons why he asked me that.

Was he in love with me?

Were we having A relationship?

Was he scared of befriending a wild sexual guy?

Was he afraid of disease?

'If you want me to.'

'Promise?' His eyes looked up, more like a small kid being granted a big wish.

'You are scared of me catching disease, and passing it to you?' I asked.

'Err.. yeah...' he mumbled. A little too fast for an agreement.

I just smiled. He broke into a shy smile and looked away. He was not comfortable again.

We were giggling away, breaking away from our earlier bad moments, but before I could drive out of the parking space, I saw Colby walking in a distance away. Jake saw him too.

'What's with you and him?' Jake asked. I began to suspect jealousy, but I was going to stick to the 'disease' reason.

'He was about to tell me the boy of his dream when you walked in just now,' I told Jake, as we two eyed him.

'He was talking about you?'

'Nah...'

'I would have thought so, with his hard monster in his hand, when he talked to you,' Jake teased.

'There is only one monster I know!' I said, as I slipped my hand down and groped his crotch. His soft monster felt big in my hand.

'Take that away! Someone might see us!' Jake pulled my hand away.

'It was someone else. I wonder who,' I told Jake as I turned my attention back to Colby. Colby had not noticed us yet. He was looking down at the road, with his big bag weighing down his left shoulder. His front dirty blonde hair parted in the center, dangling around, as Colby walked.

'Do you think it's Lance?' Jake asked, curious too. Lance was my ex's brother.

'I don't know.'

As Colby passed by our car, he saw Jake and I. He raised his right hand up, giving us a hi-wave. We waved back, and smiled to him. He was embarrassed to see Jake there and quickly walked on without stopping by to say hi.

'You know, it was hard for him. He was telling me about how bad some people are treating him,' I told Jake.

'Well, he did... kinda... ask for the trouble,' Jake said. It was not a condemn, but more of a statement.

'You ought to hear him just now. It was really sad.' My eyes were still following Colby.

'Well, it was difficult to mix with him, since he was so opened about he likes,' Jake said.

'Well, do you think we Christians will be lonely people in future?' I asked Jake.

'Huh?'

'Well, we seem to disapprove many kinds of people, do we?' I asked. I was referring to that some Christians could be upset with those in other religion, practice, sexually active people and more.

That shook Jake a little. Jake might not be a conservative Christian, but at times, he might forget what made him different and likeable - his willingness to adopt fresh approaches. He learnt that from his dad.

Jake was also watching Colby. 'Do you think he wants to have dinner with us?'

'Does he know about me?' Colby asked me, as Jake proceeded down the queue.

'Yup,' I told him, to which I could see a very frightful face expression on Colby, like he had seen hell at last. 'Don't worry.. he is trying to be more acceptive of you.'

'How could you????' Colby whispered.

'Just don't get too comfortable with him. He don't wanna get involved that way,' I said, as I pulled myself away.

'Will he tell his dad?' Colby asked. Everyone in town was fearful of Father Thompson.

'As long as you don't cross the line...' I warned Colby. I needed to. I could not bear to think another guy touching my Jake.

'Just make sure that he don't tell.'

'Don't worry, Colby.'

I made my way to the next counter available, leaving Colby still in fear of going near Jake.

Jake got his burger and drinks and proceeded to a table at a far corner.

I joined him a few minutes, choosing the seat next to him.

Colby joined us later, with his meal, and sat opposite us. More like opposite me, as he was still in doubt about Jake in our deal.

We ate our meals quietly at first. No one had the courage to start the conversation. It was a good idea though, coz Colby looked hungry. He chewed down his food so fast. I began to wonder if he was that fast with his oral hunger. I watched his mouth biting off a big portion of the burger. I might have drooled, if it had not been for the kick under the table from Jake. I was watched. Sheeshhhh...

'So, who's the guy?' I asked.

Colby took another bite of the burger, and looked hesitating. He was much aware of Jake's presence.

'Do you mind if I know?' Jake asked. His voice was soft and sincere.

Colby looked up and stopped his chewing. He had almost finished his whole burger while the busybody me and Jake hardly bit more than 2 small bites each.

Colby swallowed his food in one gulp. 'Finish up, and we'll talk.'

Colby told us of his sexual discovery. He was raped by his cousin, Michael when he was younger. He used to stay at his uncle's place for the long holidays. At first, he used to bunk with his many cousins. Among all cousins, he admired Michael the most. Michael was the eldest and the most athletic, energetic and the most dashing looking cousin. He was tall and slim, but nicely built. Colby thought nothing of his admiration, as he thought it was normal to admire another guy, especially since that he had no brother of his own. He never thought of his admiration as anything more than just brotherly.

His uncle, aunt and cousins knew how much Colby, who was 14 then, admired 18 years old Michael. So, when the boys' room was too crowded, Michael, being the eldest, was given the attic as his own room. So, during the first year when Colby visited them when Michael had his own room, it was thought to be proper to allow the special guest to sleep in his favourite cousin's room. Colby was delighted. Michael just fleshed the smile to show how glad he was, to be able to make his young cousin happy.

That night, as Colby shared the double bed, with Michael, he was thrilled. He thought how lucky his other cousins were, to have one another, to care and play with one another. He felt lonely, when he compared himself to them, but that night, he was going to be one of the big happy family. He was going to be alright. He determined to make his holiday worthwhile, with his holiday family. Nothing was going to upset him, as he had his cousins there. He was no longer the lonely son. He had brothers that holiday.

Colby fell asleep, feeling happy.

It was hours later, when Colby woke up feeling a sharp pain in his ass. He struggled to break away from the pain, but he was pinned down. He wanted to yell, but a palm covered his mouth, and when he thought he could still break away, Michael's voice spoke, asking him not to move. Michael's body was on top of his back. With his shorts missing, allowing him to feel Michael's naked thighs, Colby knew what was going on. That night, Michael pushed himself into Colby's virgin ass, burying his 7 thick inches into Colby. Colby wanted Michael to stop, but he was too scared to ask.

That night, Colby gave himself to Michael. The pain caused by a thick human rod pushing into him, slowly turned into rhythm, and Michael's gentleness with him, had helped to ease the pain. Before long, Colby was no longer feeling the pain of Michael's penetration into him. He felt Michael coming in and out of him and when Michael came, he cummed with deep groans.

Colby did shed tears that night, and to make up to him, Michael went down and took Colby cock into his mouth. Michael showed him pleasure that night, and more, for the many nights that they shared together in the attic.

When Colby left the uncle's place that holiday, he knew by then how to keep himself happy. All that - thanks to Michael.

Jake and I just listened. We were marveled at the turn of events for Colby. I was having a hard-on as Colby described his sex experiments with Michael. I only wished I could see how good-looking his cousin was. And based on Colby's look, I had no doubt that Michael was out there breaking hearts.

But I realised that Jake was noticing my admiration. It was pure admiration of the experience, and nothing more. How could I stray in such moment? Jake, the handsome angel, was beside me. I did not need another one to make me weak at my knees. Jake had that strong effect on me.

I slowly moved my hand under the table and placed it on top of Jake's thigh. I was sure that Colby could not notice what I was doing. Colby was still talking away.

At a time that I wasn't sure if Jake was angry, Jake responded by placing his hand on top of mine. It was just a mere placement of his hand on top of mine. There was no grabbing of my hand. But the touch itself was gentle reminder to me, that we were both together into this, and he was ok.

'So, who's that guy?' I asked, once Colby stopped talking, after I moved my hand away from Jake's thigh.

'Are you sure you guys wanna know?' Colby asked, curious.

'Why not?' Jake answered.

'I mean, that's really my private life...,' Colby said, but realising it sounded like asking us to mind our own business. 'No.. no.. I did not mean that.. I mean, why would you two be interested in whatever that is going on with my life?' Colby answered.

'Well, I guess.. er..,' I answered, searching for a right answer.

'Com'on.. don't you wanna get it out of your system? Shout out his name? Scream that you are in... love?' Jake cut in.

I turned to Jake. I did not know he knew how it felt. I guessed I had misjudged him. He actually knew the romantic stuff. Jake fleshed a smile at me, understanding my admiration but continued to focus on Colby. I turned my attention back to Colby too.

'So, are you? Are you in love?' I asked.

'You can kinda say like that...' Colby said, but it was not a happy tone. He was upset.

'And you're not happy?' Jake asked.

'It's not that... it's not an easy thing...,' Colby said. His eyes wandered away.

'You wanna tell us?' I asked.

There was a pause.

'You guys won't believe me if I tell,' Colby said. His eyes were still fixed on the ground.

'Try us,' I said.

'It.. it can't work coz I am gay.. and he's... He's not,' Colby said. 'Or at least he won't admit that he is.'

I looked at Jake. He was interested to know more too, just like me.

'And he is...?' I asked.

'Nothing much to tell, guys. He even has a girlfriend.'

Jake and I let out a sympathetic 'ohhhh'.

I wanted to say that Colby's guy might be a bi. But I was worried that would give me away as a potential bisexual too. Of course, I was a bi, but Colby did not know.

I played the sympathetic look, the only face expression I could think of for the moment.

'Are you gonna tell him?' Jake asked.

I was surprised by Jake's question. That was the same question I had been pondering about. Should I be honest on my own position, with Jake?

'Are you fucking nuts?!' Colby answered, a tone that shocked the three of us.

'Sorry!' Colby immediately apologised, when he realised he was saying it to Jake. 'Sorry!!'

There was still this fear in Colby to communicate with a priest's son.

'Why?' Jake said, waving his index finger as a signal to Colby to stop saying sorry. Jake's face expression was so casual, that I wondered if he was really interested.

'It would bloody ruin whatever we have!' Colby cursed.

'What do you two have?' I asked.

'Yeah?' Jake asked too, curious like me.

'Sex...' Colby mumbled, although he only looked at me. He dared not to say it to Jake's face.

'Really?' I asked. I was a little excited to know another straight guy out there who was into this. It was definitely a relief.

Jake made a slight change to his sitting posture, leaning forward. I took it as another sign of interest.

'Yeah...' Colby mumbled again.

'So, you mean he had a girlfriend, and he fucks you?' I asked.

Colby looked up at Jake, as I had used the f word, wondering if Jake would be upset. Jake was not bothered. I realised I had just showed to Colby that Jake was flexible with my attitude.

'Yeah..' Colby murmured. 'And he damn bloody loved it.'

Another 'ohhhh' escaped Jake and my lips.

I took a deep breath, relieved with the new info. I was somehow glad that I was not alone. Sure, I knew that Colby and Lance were having sex with guys, but to me, they might be pure gays. I was a convert. I was alone. I would not count Father Rykes in, as he was not in my age group.

'So, are you okay?' Jake asked.

'The truth?' Colby asked. Although we did not answer, he was already ready to share. 'Miserable. There were many times I felt my heart was sliced into pieces when I see him with her girlfriend. It's not fair.'

Jake and I kept our silence. We were just gonna let Colby talk.

'Not even a hi from him. Whatever we did, it was nothing to him. He came. He f..' Colby said, but thought of Jake, '.. took me. He left. And the next day in school, he walked past me like I was never in his life. Not even an eye contact.'

'I did not want much. No, no. I want much. I want him to see me. I want him to treat me good. I want him to treat like a friend. I want him... I want him... I...,' Colby struggle with his words. '.. just want him.' Colby continued, with his voice weakening.

I pushed his drink to him. I figured he needed something.

Colby took it and took a small sip.

'You know what hurts most? When his friends laughed at me, he joined them too. Damn asshole!' Colby said.

'Then, why do you still let him come back?' Jake asked. I turned my head and looked at Jake. I was a little disturbed. I knew I would do the same for Jake, if he were to turn out to be a jerk. I would be like Colby.

Jake shook his head, trying to tell me that this moment was not of ours. The moment was Colby's.

'You know, they say love is blind?' Colby said without looking up.

I shook my head. But I realised that Jake saw it. I smiled a fake smile. Colby was right. He was definitely blinded by this guy, whoever he was.

'Who is he?' I asked.

'I don't think you would believe me,' Colby said.

'We believe you this far. Why not more?' Jake said.

Coming from Jake, that was much a relief to Colby.

'You know that top athletic from my year?' Colby said.

'You mean Gabe?!' I spoke out, a little too loud, as Jake was still trying to figure the top athletic from Colby's group.

'Gabe?!!!' Jake joined in.

'Will you two mind? I don't need any publicity here!' Colby snapped.

Gabe was a definite school hunk. He was that all American gorgeous boy. He had that perfect feature - his face and body. He was not a developed body-builder, but he had respectable muscles from the many hours spent on the track. He was tall, lean and tanned. Perfect ass. A nice V-shaped body. Nice bulges of his chests. And his handsome face was to die for. He was that kind of guy, every girl dreamt of to be her prom date, and first fuck, and every mother's dream of a son-in-law. Gabe was almost perfect, second to Jake.

'Wow!' It just slipped out of my mouth. Jake was conscious of what I had done. Colby was a little puzzled.

'I mean, I did not think that er... er...,' I tried to save myself.

Jake did not say anything to help - what a lousy knight in shining armour!

'.. a hot guy like him could be in gay sex, with me?' Colby said.

'No! I mean, yes. No! I mean no. It's just that I was .. was surprised,' I said, giving up. I was not getting anywhere.

'It's ok. You don't have to say anything. I know what you meant,' Colby said, easing me of my situation. 'I could not believe my own luck when it had first happened.'

I just could not imagine Gabe as one who would try gay sex. I was imagining Colby on his knees sucking Gabe. Or that Gabe was riding Colby. It was true that Gabe and his other jock friends, plus their cheerleader-type girlfriends jeered him. I had seen that before. Immediately I felt a spang of pity for Colby.

Jake was silent. It could be seen that he felt the way for Colby too.

Colby saw through our eyes, what we thought of him. He looked out. He tried to be strong, but as much as he tried, he looked weaker by the moment.

'So, hey, let's forget this. Let's change subject, ok?' I asked, tapping Colby's elbow.

Colby forced himself to smile, and Jake and I were glad to see him snapping out of the mood. We were kinda responsible for making him talked.

We dropped a more relaxed Colby off that late evening. He was glad that he was able to break a little barrier between him and us. Somehow I was glad to know him better. I knew Jake was too. I could sense Jake approved of Colby - but not in the sexual manner way.

The following day, I rushed to school. I woke up late. I dashed to class, just to find that it was empty. A small fire broke out the night before, and although the damage was not so bad, the stinky burning smell was awful. The paper on the glass instructed students to proceed to the science lab, which would be used temporarily as a class.

'Morning, Mr. Westlund. Good of you to join us at this early hour?'

That was Mr. Kingsley. He was a nice guy, in his early fifty. He taught Maths. He greeted me as I dashed my way into the lab.

And as usual, he had forced the students to fill the front rows first. In fact, there were only empty seats at the back of the lab. I wondered how Mr. Kingsley was going to handle the class, as this lab was one and a half times the size of a normal classroom, and Mr. Kingsley was known to have a problem in raising his voice. He talked softer nowadays, some seniors had told us. It might be due to his age.

But that morning, Mr. Kingsley was having a cold. He had left a new opened box of tissues on his table. His hand was holding a piece, as he covered his nose when he thought he was going to sneeze.

I was worried for him, so was the class. We simply adored that old guy. But he was not having any running nose. Well, at least, not yet. But the sniffing was telling us that he was in-between - not bad enough to get an MC, but was bad enough to distract teaching.

As I proceeded my way to the back of the lab, Mr. Kingsley had already started to write notes on the board. He might be softer in speaking, but his temper was still commanding fear among the students. He had made the classes stayed back after school before. There were other softer punishments, but nevertheless, none wanted to get on his wrong side.

I placed my bag on the lab table. Great! We had to use stools, instead of lean-back chairs. And with racks of tubes with chemicals in front of us, I wondered how many could pay attention to the equations Mr. Kingsley was writing on the board. I knew somehow, someone would be mixing the potions. If they did not, I thought I would be. My eyes were distracted by the various coloured liquid in front of me.

My eyes checked around. Those shorter students had to stretched their necks to look past the racks. Anyway, it looked like most of us had to, as the tall stools were making all of us bending our bodies forward, supporting ourselves by our elbows on the tables.

I took my notepad out and began to scribble.

It was then when I saw Jake walked in. He was carrying books from the staff room for Mr. Kingsley. Mr. Kingsley thanked him, and ordered him to hand back our marked papers to us.

Although I had gone back to copying the equations, my eyes could not help but to watch Jake. Jake was a stunning figure. He could easily attract attention and I knew many girls were hungrily eyeing him and his tight jeans as he walked by them. He was a hot stuff.

His body frame, although covered by a loose shirt, defined well his V-shaped body and broad shoulder. When his shirt fell back onto his body, it showed the nice bulges of his chests and his lean stomach. His tight jeans showed the muscular thighs and firm ass. Jake was a dream guy.

His shyness was another attraction to the many girls in school. Many wanted to be the first to devour him. Little did they know, I had already taken his virginity away, as I gave Jake his first blowjob. And I was his first fuck.

No one would suspect that this goody son of a preacher man, had experienced his first sex weeks ago, and it was with me.

My eyes kept switching between the board and Jake, as my hand hurriedly jotted down Mr. Kingsley's notes. Mr. Kingsley had the habit of making a tour around the class to check if we had spent our time chatting or copying down his work.

A few girls tried to make space for Jake to sit at their rows, although their rows were full. Jake politely declined and thanked them.

I just smiled when I watched their disappointed faces.

The class was quiet, except for the sniffing and sneezing from Mr. Kingsley.

There were only 2 papers left in Jake's hand, and he made his way to the back of the lab, passing me my marked assignment, and was holding his, admiring his errorless work. Jake gave me a smile, a greeting, and then he took up the stool on my right.

So, there we were, only two of us in the last row. I kinda figured why the others avoided this last row. It was warmer. And not only that, the desk looked like it had not been used for ages. It was slightly dirty but luckily, it was leaving stains on my book or hands.

Mr. Kingsley was busy scribbling his stuff, and did turn around to give us sharp stares, as if he wanted us to be aware that he would hesitate to punish anyone who failed to keep up with him. He was scribbling questions and solutions to the topic of differentiation. He kept turning around and pulled out a new tissue as he scanned the room with his eyes.

When he was done, he asked us all for our attention. He slowly explained the formulas and the steps to get the answers. His voice was soft, and it was difficult to follow him properly. From the concern look on his face, Mr. Kingsley seemed to know that this lab size was not helping his class-teaching.

And with the consistent sniffing, it was not easy for Mr. Kingsley that morning.

'Class! I don't think I can teach much today....'

That got the class in cheery mood. Some cheers were heard, although soft.

'So, I think we should have a test today...'

That got the class to grumble.

'Please, Mr. Kingsley.. no test, please!' That was Kimberly Jones, Mr. Kingsley's favourite student. She might not be a top scorer like Jake, but she was a good student, though lazy at times.

'No, no. I have to. If not, you all will be hooligans for my whole period,' Mr. Kingsley said, as he chuckled, while lifting another tissue to his already red nose.

The students were too upset to laugh along. Some sulked.

'Oh.. com'on. It's good for you guys,' he said.

But the sulking continued.

Mr. Kingsley turned to take the textbook from his desk. He turned the page and found the one that he wanted. He looked up at us. Some were still showing the sad or upset faces.

Somehow, it looked like we were winning. Mr. Kingsley looked like he was softened by what he saw.

He looked back down at the book in front of him, and back then at us.

'If I ask you guys to do this work quietly, not as a test, but as a class work, will you guys promise to keep it down?' Mr. Kingsley said as he sniffed again.

There were cheers and sighs of relief.

'Ok. Turn to page 26. Complete all the questions and pass up when the bell rings. And I want all work completed by the BELL-RING, you hear me? And if I catch anyone not doing his or her work, there will be test in the next class! Any question?'

'Can we discuss?' Sam asked.

'Do you need to? Ok. Ok. But don't move around.'

'I'll be keeping my eyes on you all.'

Well, that was cool except that I did not bring my textbook. I checked through my bag, and it seemed that I had actually left it on my studying table back at home.

Jake watched me as I fumbled through my bag. He had his book in his hand.

'Here. Let's share,' Jake offered.

It seemed that I was not the only one. In front of us, a few moved their stools closer to share their books. I dragged my stool closer to Jake and looked at page 26. 25 questions! Oh boy! I was going to have a bad time completing them. Maths was not my favourite topic. Thank goodness there was Jake.

For the next few minutes, I struggled to work out the solutions, while Jake easily completed his. When I managed to get the answer for question 8, Jake was almost done with question 15. And the questions were getting tougher and longer. He did stop to show me his answers, and to explain to me what I could not understand. Even a sneezing Mr. Kingsley who did a routine check on the whole students, was impressed by Jake's answer. Jake did not only answer the question easily, he had the speed as well.

Mr. Kingsley gave up on walking around, when he felt satisfied the students were on their best behaviour. He sat on his chair in front as he scanned around the class, before proceeding to marking students' assignments.

I was really stuck. I was erasing my work again and again, and when I gave out a sigh of frustration, I saw Jake sympathising with me. He had already completed his work, when I was only on question 16. He passed me his paper, as usual. I smiled, willingly to be pampered.

I looked up to see if Mr. Kingsley was looking, but how could he? The rack was blocking us up to our necks. I looked at the others, and I could see most were still struggling with their work.

I looked at Jake's work. His work was perfect. There were only a few marks of correction. Plus with his neat handwriting, Jake must be a godsent student to the teachers. For me, he was a godsent sex partner.

I quickly scribbled his answers into my own paper. I copied line by line. Screw Maths. I planned to understand the work only later, at home, taking my own sweet time. Maths should not be the first period in any school. Too many numbers in early hours were definitely not my idea of a good way to start my morning.

But the time I finished copying the answers, I turned to see that Jake was drawing on his paper. I guessed he was not in his usual mood to be trying more questions. He was a little in his own lazy mood that day. I looked at his paper. There was nothing interesting, other than his scribbling of his signature, some sunflowers and shades of hills.

I smiled. He looked good in the lazy mood. But then again, Jake looked good in any mood.

I was bored too. I was thinking of joining Jake, but I dropped my pen.

I pushed my stool away a little as I tried to pick up my pen. I bent down, but placed my hand on Jake's thigh for support, as I stretched the other hand to grab the pen.

This would have been an innocent action, except that my palm was feeling his muscular, firm thigh. Even after I had sat up, I could not get my mind off his thigh. I looked around. Mr. Kingsley was still marking, with his other hand clutching to a piece of tissue. The other students looked like they were still struggling with the problems.

I could be safe if I...

I slowly placed my palm back on Jake's thigh.

Jake turned his attention away from his drawing. His eyes looked down at my hand on his thigh. He looked up at me, and gave me the 'not-here' look.

I took his pen and scribbled 'Keep a straight face' on his paper, and then returned my palm back to where it was before - on his thigh.

Jake shook his thigh, to shake my hand away, but I was not budging. I kept my palm firmly on his thigh. After a few attempts, Jake gave up.

He and I pretended to look at his textbook.

Jake was nervous. Somehow, since that we two were way back at the end, I guessed he was alright with it after a while.

But I was not contented with only this. My hand slipped up his thigh. Jake somehow had expected this, but he was still a little stunned. His eyes looked up and around, and saw that we were still 'safe'. My eyes followed his pursuit, but my palm remained on his thigh.

We were 'isolated' alright.

My palm loved the feel of the jeans fabric tightened by his thigh muscle. My palm eased up slowly and found his hip. But Jake's leg was pulled up, blocking my palm from exploring any further.

I forced my eyes to alternate between my book, pretending to analyse the questions and my class, checking for any danger. Satisfied with the order of the class, my fingers put pressure on Jake's thigh, demanding him to stretch his thigh. Although reluctant initially, after consistent pressure, Jake gave in. Jake stretched his leg. In doing so, he lowered his thigh, exposing his crotch to me.

Another check with the class told me that I was clear. Jake was eyeing them nervously too, before returning his eyes to his paper. He had stopped drawing, anticipating the naughty, dangerous but exciting trip we were about to take.

My palm slipped towards Jake's groin, but was already greeted by the cockhead. Jake's dick was positioned to the left that morning. As if he blushed being caught by my discovery, Jake tried to shift his butt away a bit, but only to return seconds later to my awaiting palm.

I felt and teased his cockhead. It was not fully bloated yet, but his cock was already twitching a little to my touch. I massaged the upper portion of that big-snake cock. Even when it was soft, it was already 5 inches. But it was growing. Jake had to adjust his sitting position to accommodate his obvious growing hardon.

My fingers followed the outline of his cock, first shaping his cockhead, and played with his excitement between the tips of my fingers. Jake was definitely excited and to bring him down a little, I reluctantly left his sensitive cockhead for awhile, as my finger tips traced down the length of his long hard cock, through his jeans. My fingers worked slowly down the shaft, only to be spoilt by the zip area of his jeans. I massaged his cock back up with my fingers and then back down. I began to stroke Jake's cock up and down with my fingertips.

I casually looked up and saw that my classmates in front of us were still struggling away. Mr. Kingsley was already in his 15th tissue.

Jake's body had stiffen up. I could even hear him swallowing his saliva. He was tense, but judging from his hard-on, Jake loved the attention, and the risk. No matter how bashful he was, Jake could be an animal, and now, I had this hunk god by the tips of my fingers.

I was having a hard time breathing, for the fear of being caught, and I knew Jake was too. Both of us tried to act cool, but the heaves of our chests could easily give us away, as I continued to stroke Jake's giant cock through his jeans.

Both of us kept our eyes on his book. Of course, I did let my glances dropped to that big beautiful outline of his massive cock once in a while. The thick outline was getting to me, although I had parted my lips for that big tool many times. I could never get enough of his manhood.

I stopped my massage. Jake wondered why. He looked up, but there was no one coming our way. Then he knew, as my fingers touched his ziphead.

Jake's body straightened up, as if he was surprised by what I was intending to do. Well, I was not about to stop. I saw the thick outline on his jeans strained by his big cock, and I wanted it.

I wanted his cock there and then.

My fingers pulled the zip down. Jake knew nothing was going to stop me. Slowly, as if reluctant, his body ached back a bit, allowing me easier access to, slowly and hopefully quietly, unzip him. I looked up, with my eyes scanning the room again, as my fingers went back up and unbuttoned his jeans.

Once his jeans' button broke free, I checked the lab again. It was clear.

I slipped my hand into his jeans. I found his cock, still covered by his brief. Although covered, his hard cock was jerking up, hitting my palm as it went closer to the sweet mantool.

I massaged his cock through his looser clothing now. I swore I could hear his soft grunt. His hard cock was aching. Jake was tense.

I pulled his brief band and slipped my hand in, freeing a bit his straining cock. His cock jumped, as my fingers closed in on it. As I wrapped my fingers around his hard, slightly sweaty cock, Jake thrust his hips forward a little. I took the chance to position his hard cock to the right. That would make it easier for me to hold him in my fingers.

'10 more minutes, and I want all work on my desk!'

That made all of us jumped a little, but my fingers would not let go of Jake's cock. My heart skipped a beat. I did not want to pull out causing too sudden of a movement. That might attract attention. As long as no one came to our row, we would still look like two students sharing a book for the assignment.

The announcement made more students grumbled, and then silence. All busied and hurried themselves to complete their work.

When the coast was clear, I lowered my eyes back to Jake's book. Jake's cock had lost its hardness a little, but with a little stroke of luck, I knew I could bring it back to full life. Jake's eyes were still scanning our classmates and teacher, before his eyes went down to his hand that had started to draw circles.

My hand began to stroke Jake slowly. It worked. I could feel the pulse on his cock as my palm held on to the thick shaft, and pulled it gently up and down. I could imagine his brief's fabric teasing and stroking the surface of the sensitive cockhead.

Jake's body shuddered a little as his cock jerked. He was real hard. As my fingers touched his cockhead when they stroked up, I could feel his cockhead had bloated big. I could imagine the purple angry head, when it grew to its full size everytime before it blew cum away. Imagining his cockhead expanding even bigger as it shoots cum, I sped up my stroking. I was hard myself.

Jake's body shuddered even more, although he tried to control himself as I played faster and harder with his cock. I was careful enough not to attract attention. My hand was way below the lab table, so, that should not be a problem.

Jake held back his groans. His body tensed up even more, as my fingers felt up and stroke his cock in all the sensitive points. He let out a long breath.

A few more long but hard strokes later, Jake told me softly that he was coming.

He wasn't sure what I would do. Would I stop, and continued after school?

I would have stopped, but I knew I could always ask for a second helping later on.

My fingers stroked him even harder, bringing Jake to total ecstasy. Jake's shaft thickened as Jake's hips thrust forward, stiffening his whole body. When I felt the pulse was about to heighten, my palm cupped Jake's cockhead, as he spurted cum after cum onto it. Sticky and warm cum were lathering my palm, and some slipped through between my fingers. A bit were running down the sides of my palm. Bear in mind, Jake could pump a huge amount of cum.

It must be the many years of not having sex or jerking off, brought about by his holy upbringing in a Christian environment.

With each spurt, Jake's hips thrust forward. After 5 spurts, his thrust gradually slowed down and then stopped. I could feel his breathing returning to normal. Jake's lips had parted as he tried to catch more breath.

Although unwilling, when I felt his cockhead had stopped spurting cum, I removed my hand away from his cock and brief. My palm carried his cum. Wipe it off? Never.

There, when I knew no one was looking, I stretched my tongue out and licked a big portion of his cum off my palm and swallowed. Jake was shocked, and quickly pulled my hand down. He looked around, but none was watching.

I gave him a wicked grin. His eyes told me that I should not try to be so amusing. I was not. I was horny.

Casually, as if I was resting my chin against the side of my palm, my tongue licked the left over of Jake's cum on my hand. Jake was blushing. He was slowly zipping his jeans up and buttoning, but his bashful face told me that he was embarrassed. Somehow, that never stopped him from smiling shyly.

I continued to lick whatever stain of Jake's cum on my palm. It was definitely a good breakfast.

Two days after our dinner with Colby, I dreaded to be the witness to the ugly incident in school, as I watched Gabe and his friends screaming and hurling abusing words at Colby as he walked past the group. Strong as he might be, I began to see a side of Colby that I was not paying attention to before. He was really in love with Gabe. And the hurt expression he had was not because he was jeered, but he was jeered by the guy he was blindly in love with.

I wanted to step in, but I wondered how that would hurt my image. Jake pulled me back, and shook his head. Jake was not heartless. When we got the chance later, we checked on Colby. He was better. He gave a smile, to unconvincingly show us that he could bear through all that.

After school, as Jake and I left the school compound together, we were stopped by a voice shouting my name. It was Colby.

'Revenge time!' Colby said. There was determination written on his face.

'What?' I asked.

Jake was puzzled too.

'Gabe! I can't take it anymore. He's gonna pay!' Colby told us as he walked us out.

'What do you mean?' I asked. Jake was keeping quiet all the time. He did not like the idea of revenge.

'Wanna see him and me going at it?' Colby asked.

I was taken aback by his invitation.

'Why would we be interested in you guys having sex?' I asked, lying because my voyeur-interest was triggered a bit.

'Because I need to humiliate him!'

'I don't think so,' Jake declined.

'Please!!!' Colby whimpered, because a group of students was walking passed us.

It was Gabe and his friends, a few steps away. Colby knew and he focused his eyes on us, instead of on the guys walking passed him. He purposely turned his head away from the guys. I could see the hurt was still there.

I would have said no, but Gabe's girl dropped her file and Gabe bent down to pick up her stuff for her. His shirt was pulled up, as he stretched forward, exposing his boxer. His jeans was loose, hanging by his hips. That ass was perfect. If Gabe was doing it to tease Colby, it was not working. Colby did not look. But I was, and I was turned on. I got to see this hunky kid naked and hard.

The guys were teasing Gabe's obvious seductive pose and were whispering whether that would turn any girls on, as well as a faggot. Right then, I watched Colby's eyes. He was holding back his hurt and anger. Some guys were howling calls, and right then, as if to show that he was an absolute straight, Gabe grabbed his girlfriend and played lips-to-lips with her, and ended up, pushing his tongue out and licked her lips. The other guys howled louder. That was damn sexy.

I wanted to see more of Gabe, than just the tongue. I wanted to see Gabe's ass. And his hard cock.

'Where and when?' I asked.

'Leo!' Jake snapped at him, pulling my arm. But my mind was made up.

Colby just smiled, a devilish smile.

'Explain why do you still want to go through this? It's dangerous!' Jake whispered, as we both stood behind the mirror. There was no point to whisper as the room was soundproof.

'Because someone should help him!' I said, as I checked the camera that was positioned in front of us. With such a wide mirror, the camera was not in the way.

'Then why do you make me come too?' Jake asked.

'Because you wanna make sure that I don't screw up?' I teased. Jake tapped the back of my head lightly.

We were still surprised by the hideout room. Never would we imagine that Colby's parents were in kinky stuff, although we did know that many married couples in our town were not that innocent. There were many kinds of sexual activities, and no matter how much we suspected, the truth was a little too shocking to absorb immediately.

Mrs. Sael would pick up young men from bars and brought them back. None of the young men would know that Mr. Sael was watching them from behind the mirror, above the bed. The mirror, just like those around the walls, was placed up to make the room more exotic. It was always intriguing to watch oneself in a sex act. So, no one would suspect that Mr. Sael would be behind the mirror, so close to the couples having sex on his bed that he shared with his wife. The camera never lied. Those young men enjoyed Mrs. Sael. And Mr. Sael loved his collection of the tapes.

Of course Colby knew of the hideout room. He even made a duplicated key to the room, when the parents were not suspecting. And that night, his parents were out of town, leaving Colby to be in charge of the whole house. And just like the many nights before, when the parents were not in, Gabe would pay him a visit, although he walked in only through the back door, with his loose clothings, but a hard body inside.

Colby needed someone to press the record button on. And to turn the camera to the right angle to catch the best of them in the action. The rest would be handled by the camera and the tape. Colby told us that we could leave anytime when we find that their acts were too gruesome to watch. I nodded my head, but I was sure that Colby did not know of my favourite pastime - voyeur.

Around 15 minutes later, the door to the parents' room opened and in walked Colby. He looked at the one-way mirror, where no one else would suspect that Jake and I were hiding behind it, watching. Colby looked different. Instead of excited, he was more like anxious. I thought it was because he wondered if he could carry out his plan or not. This would be the first time he videotaped his sex act, and he was planning to blackmail Gabe. Maybe he was only nervous.

I held my breath. I hoped nothing would foil my plan to see Gabe in all his naked glory.

I was not disappointed. Immediately after Colby, Gabe walked in. That nice specimen of a good young man, who had all the promises to become a hunky god when he grew older. Together with Colby, it was a dream come true, to see two great looking guys, other than Jake and I, getting it on. This time, at least I get to watch.

I was about to turn to Jake, to see his reaction, when my eyes caught something else. After Gabe, Gabe's best friend - Dareth, walked in. I was not expecting this. Not two straight guys. Would Colby's plan now have to change? At that moment, I realised why Colby's face expression was different. He himself had not expected Dareth to show up. But why would Dareth show up? I wondered.

Dareth to Gabe was what I was to Jake. Jake and Gabe were the glamourous ones, while Dareth and I wore the runner-up title holders. Don't get me wrong. Dareth could take any girls, or in this case, any guys' breath away. Gabe was a Greek god in-making. Dareth was macho and good-looking. His hair was cropped short and his shirt could never hide his great feature properly. He was better built than Gabe. But Gabe was better looking and with a good body, Gabe was naturally the leader of the two.

Jake was as surprise as me. Both of us moved our faces closer to the glass, as if our view would improve that way. I could not hear what they were saying, but Dareth was clearly admiring the room. From Gabe's reaction, I could tell that he had used that room often before.

So there, at the other side of the mirror, stood three good-looking guys; one gay and two straights, and I was about to cream, anticipating what might come.

Jake looked like he was not about to protest so much of what we were doing. His eyes were fixed on the three figures on the other side of the glass. My hand made its way down, feeling his hips and slowly creeping to his crotch. Jake would never push me away. He was always mine to be felt anytime I wished. This was so different from the goody Christian boy I knew all that many years before our first sex together. My hand could feel his rising hard-on through his jeans. Jake was as eager to know what was going to happen next, just like me.

My hand clicked the red button, and I turned the lance towards where the boys were. I was ordered to focus more on Gabe and not on Colby.

Gabe was saying something to Colby. I had no idea what it was, but it looked like Gabe was demanding for something. Colby turned to look at Dareth and then back at Gabe. It looked like Gabe won. Colby turned and walked to a corner dressing table. There, he took out a small packet of white powder.

Jake and I looked at one another. So, that was how Colby hooked Gabe. Colby supplied Gabe with his parents' mix.

Gabe looked happy to see the packet. He turned to Dareth, who broke into his first smile. Dareth looked nervous before this, and now, with the smile, he looked more handsome, and definitely more delicious. I wondered how Colby was gonna to pull this one off, with an unexpected tag-along Dareth.

Colby walked slowly back to the two guys. I moved the camera lance when the two guys came closer to Colby. Instead of giving the packet to Gabe when Gabe reached out, Colby lifted his hand away. Gabe was stunned but tried to look cool. He said something, and Colby replied. And there was a few moments of them staring at one another, not angrily though. Dareth was confused. But it looked like Colby was not bulging.

Gabe turned his head and told Dareth something. Dareth nodded and turned to shut the door.

When Dareth went back to his position - standing beside Gabe, Gabe and Colby had yet to break away their stares. And then slowly, as if keeping his dignity even he was losing, Gabe reached down and unbuttoned his jeans with one pull. His eyes did not leave Colby.

Colby smiled. Slowly, he got down on his knees and pull Gabe's jeans lower, exposing Gabe's boxer. Dareth was stunned. He stepped back, and murmured something. Gabe was not entertaining Dareth. Dareth watched with shock eyes. Colby was not stopping. He pulled down the front of Gabe's boxer. A soft but thick dick flopped out.

Colby opened his mouth and took Gabe's cock in his mouth. Dareth was even more stunned now.

Colby's hand reached for Gabe's butts and guided Gabe's hips to fuck his mouth. Gabe followed the lead, and his hips began to rock to and fro. Gabe's face was showing relief. He was enjoying it. This straight guy was enjoying his cock sucked by a guy.

The thrust became faster, and then harder. Slowly Gabe was fucking Colby's mouth hard, with his hand holding the back of Colby's head, stopping it from retreating. He slammed his hard cock into Colby's mouth, retreating only a little and then went back in more. His cock had blown into a full erection. I figured it was a hard, thick 7 inches. But the mushroom head looked bigger than mine, but Colby did not seem to have problem swallowing the whole giant head into his mouth. His tongue kept playing with the lowerside of Gabe's dick.

Colby's right hand held on hard, on Gabe's cock. Even when Gabe was not thrusting forward, Colby was pulling hard Gabe's cock. None of the two was letting go off the other. Gabe held on Colby's head and kept slamming his hard cock into Colby's mouth. Colby was gripping hard on the base of Gabe's shaft and his mouth was sucking hard on his favourite hard and big lollipop.

Dareth was no longer in shock. His eyes gave him away. He kept looking at Colby sucking his best friend's rod. Colby was putting on his best skill. The way he slurped his lips on Gabe's meaty rod and the way pulled his lips down Gabe's shaft and to slide back up, had made Gabe groaned without shame. It was like there was nothing else that mattered at that time. Gabe was in ecstasy, and nothing was holding him back. He wanted badly to be sexed.

I watched my Jake. A drop of sweat was running down the side of his cheek from his forehead. Not only the room we were in was a little warm, but the passion in the other room was getting to us. I moved closer to Jake, and stretched my tongue out. The tip of my tongue licked the sweat off Jake. His hand found my waist and pulled me closer. Standing closer, we gave our attention back to the three guys, what should I say, to Gabe fucking Colby's mouth. My hand ran passed Jake's firm butts and slid its way around the hip and groped Jake's hard dick. I massaged Jake's cock gently as both of us watched Gabe's cock assaulting Colby.

At the climax of the mouthfuck, Gabe pulled out and shot his cum all over Colby's face. It was a perfect view. Gabe's cockhead had swell big and purple and white cums kept shooting out of the tip, landing on Colby's face. Colby's opened mouth caught a few of the jism and he busied swallowing and licking the cum around his lips.

Dareth's jaw dropped a little. He was amazed. Maybe his girlfriend had never performed that far for him before.

Gabe looked like he had just see heaven. His mouth opened a little, allowing groans and moans to escape as he squirted out whatever little cum left in his shaft.

Jake's big cock jerked a little under my touch, same time as mine twitching. I figured we would a long night of sex that night after what we had seen. Although I was a little disappointed that I did not get to see the whole of naked Gabe, I was already turned on by his exposed naked cock, and the beauty of his face as he groaned of passion earlier on, as Colby sucked him hard.

But the show was far from over.

Gabe turned to Dareth and said something.

Dareth shook his head, only to see Gabe urging him.

Colby had already took off his shirt and wiped his face.

Dareth shook his head again. Gabe turned and patted Dareth's arm. Gabe pulled his boxer up, covering back his jewel, but stopped short of pulling his jeans. His jeans fell to the ground when he moved a little. Instead of pulling the jeans up, Gabe took no notice of it. We were shown his sexy and muscular thighs.

Gabe said something to Dareth and tilted his head towards Colby who was still on his knees, but had adjusted his position. The knees must be feeling painful.

Dareth shook his head again, but this time, there was hesitation. The four of us saw it, but Jake and I would never know what it was about.

Gabe moved. As he walked forward, around Dareth, his shoes and jeans came off without much difficulty. He walked to the back of Dareth and without warning, slid both of his hands under Dareth's arms and lifted them. Gabe held both of his hands together, behind Dareth's back, pulling Dareth's arms up. Dareth could have struggled free, if he struggled harder. But he struggled a little only, almost like he was hesitating to break away.

Colby saw the signal and stepped closer. He was not worried about Dareth kicking. Dareth did no such thing. All Jake and I could see was Dareth's mouth screaming no. We knew then that Colby had nailed himself another big fish, and it was a definitely a delicious one.

Colby wasted no time in trying to unzip Dareth's khakis. Dareth struggled a bit, but as he was held back by Gabe, his hips thrust to the front, exposing his bulge to Colby and us. He was hard. And BIG!

Colby got his hand on the zip and down the khakis went, to the ground. Dareth was wearing a tiny thong, too tiny to cover his hardon, as the mushroom had poked its way out of the sideline. Colby must be seeing heaven as he gasped with adoration.

With one thug, Colby pulled Dareth's thong down to the knees. Dareth's angry rod was pointing and staring at Colby. It must be a solid 8 inches. A real life 8 inches man-dildo.

I went 'wow', and I believed Jake was too.

Colby held himself steady by placing his left palm on Dareth's thigh and the other, treated itself to Dareth's thick shaft. It was throbbing and looked mighty dangerous in Colby's hold.

Colby's lips parted and took Dareth into his mouth. Once the cockhead and half of the thick cock was in Colby's mouth, we could see Dareth's energy for struggling weakened, as Dareth moaned and his body fell back onto Gabe for support.

Gabe continued his steady hold on Dareth, still refusing to let go.

Dareth was huffing away for breath, as Colby began to slide his mouth forward and backward on Dareth's cock. Each time Colby thrust his mouth forward, swallowing more of Dareth's cock, Dareth's body tensed. His thigh muscles tightened and I thought I saw some trembling. I was too.

Jake felt it, and pulled me closer. My fingers were longer satisfied massaging Jake's thick cock from the outside. They found his zip and pulled the zip head down. I slid my hand into Jake's jeans' opening, to be greeted by a familiar, but still lusted for, thick cock. I fondled and played with Jake's cock, as we both watched Colby took more and more of Dareth into his mouth.

Colby must be really good with his mouth as it did not look like Dareth want him to stop. Colby had managed to get Dareth by his balls now. Dareth would definitely come back for more.

Gabe had eased his hold but still let Dareth leaned on his body. Dareth was in high ecstasy. Gabe's eyes were focused on Colby's mouth sliding to and fro on the Dareth's man meat. I thought I saw some excitement in his eyes. He must had really enjoyed the show. I knew I was. So was Jake. Jake's twitching hard-on told me so.

When Gabe let Dareth's arms go, Dareth did not move away, but let Colby enjoyed his thick cock. But after a few mouth-stroke, Dareth pulled his cock away. Colby looked disappointed, but immediately understood when Dareth pulled him up and pushed him onto the bed. With Colby lying on his back on the bed, Dareth climbed up the bed too. His khakis was stopping him and he pulled them away, chucking them to the floor. He turned his attention back to Colby and climbed over the guy.

Dareth positioned his cock over Colby's mouth and Colby willingly opened it for Dareth's demanding big cock. Dareth lowered his hips, plunging his cock into Colby's mouth. Once in, Dareth began pumping his cock in and out of Colby's mouth. Colby held onto Dareth's hips, to support Dareth but he did not willing to push Dareth up. Colby was more willing to keep Dareth in his mouth.

I was willing too, but my eyes also caught the beautiful sight of Dareth's bums. Damn they were firm and inviting. I desperately needed to jerk off. My mind was imagining my own cock plunging Dareth's ass.

But before I could free my own 7 inches cock to jerk off, my sex master, Jake whispered into my ear - 'Move to the front of me, Leo.' Who was I to disobey my object of lust?

I stepped in front of Jake, as Dareth stopped pumping his cock in Colby's mouth. We watched, as Jake pulled my belt free, and pulled my jeans to my knees. My hands were pressed onto the glass for support. On the other side, Gabe had pulled out his cock and stroking it slowly as he watched Dareth and Colby. Dareth kneeled on Colby's arms, with his cock still between Colby's lips as Dareth pulled off his own shirt. We could see sweat forming on his bulging chests.

Dareth was buck naked. His body was definitely another form of art. Although Jake looked better than Dareth because Jake was taller, Dareth's body was still a remarkable piece to be admired, adored and lusted for.

Dareth threw his shirt to the floor again, and went back to his earlier position of fucking Colby's mouth. Colby's eyes were screaming lust as they focused on Dareth's perfect stomach humping low to them, as he thrust his cock forward, and retracted - showing 6 pieces as he pulled back up.

Jake had pulled his cock out of his jeans and lowered his jeans to his knees, just like mine. My brief was pulled down, and as usual, my asshole was again willing and ready to be battered by the 9-inch monster. Jake struggled to find my asshole with his finger as our eyes focused on the two guys on the bed.

We could see Colby had already slipped his hand into his own pants and stroked himself.

Jake pushed his cock through my asscrack, and buried half of his hard dick into me. Slowly, he began his rhythm of fucking me, slowly sliding bit by bit into me. His hands steadied himself on my hips as I bit my lips to withstand the pain and lust, trying to get more of him into me. I dared not to make a sound.

Jake's rod was opening me up. I let a little sigh out, as we watched Dareth buried his thick cock in Colby's mouth. I was really playing my imagination, seeing my cock buried in Dareth's ass.

Jake tapped me lightly on my shoulder. I looked at the side he was trying to point out. Gabe was pulling his shirt off too, revealing the gorgeous sexy body. I felt like the wolf in me tried to struggle out. I almost howled, looking at the magnificent formed body. Gabe smiled as he continued to feast his eyes on his friend fucking Colby. But was it my imagination that his eyes were also focused on Dareth's nice ass?

But I never had the chance to confirm my suspicion as Gabe distracted me again, by pulling his boxer down. There it was - another god had shown his whole glory to me. Sure, he was not Jake, but he was fine. His smooth fair body, with a lean body and nice nipples. His hand found his throbbing cock and stroked it again.

That was when I felt Jake gave me two fierce and long thrusts. I gasped. They were reminder to who was in charge there and then. And they were definitely good reminders. My ass ached for Jake, no matter how many times this Greek god had fed me with his big cock.

But there was another intimate thing he did this time. Instead just a fuck, this time he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close as he fucked me. He was breathing down my neck as our eyes hooked on the three hunky guys in front of us. The two of us and the camera hungered for more.

Gabe looked like he did not want to be left out. He tapped Dareth's shoulder and asked him to get up. When Dareth did, Colby got up too, to take his shirt and pants off, showing his pride of many hours of good workout. He was definitely a hunk, and with his blonde hair, Colby looked like a golden hunk.

Gabe and Dareth just looked at Colby as the guy struggled to pull his pants and brief away.

Gabe walked behind Colby as Dareth just watched. I guess Dareth was about to learn that his best friend fucked guys too. Just as expected, Gabe pushed Colby down, with Colby facing down the bed. His ass was up, for a good fucking. Dareth was surprised that Gabe would go that far, but Gabe was beyond the shy level. He climbed above Colby, positioned his mushroom head, dropped spit onto his mushroom and then plunged his thick cock into Colby. Colby gasped for air, as the sensation went to his head. About the same time too, I was too, as Jake pushed his whole 9-inch cock into me, as his head was basically taken over by the whole action in front of us. I jerked, but his arms held me tight. I clasped my asscheeks as Jake tried to push whatever little more of his thick shaft into me.

Dareth watched in awe as Gabe fucked in a nice stroke, in and out of Colby's ass, as Colby buried his face onto a pillow, deafening his groans. My eyes were switching between Gabe's beautiful cock sliding out - and then plunged back in, with Gabe's bubble firm butt. I really wanted that butt badly. I wanted to fuck it. I cummed, spraying my white cum onto my hand and the glass in front of my 7-inch cock.

Dareth moved in front of Colby and pulled Colby's head up by his hair. Colby's mouth was screaming pain, from both Gabe's cock in his ass and the hair-pulling. Instead of sympathising, Dareth shove his cock into Colby's mouth.

Jake had stopped fucking me. I was worried too. Was Dareth hurting Colby?

But Colby reached out and began to feel Dareth's muscular thighs his palms. We knew then the little slut was enjoying himself. I sighed a relief, and Jake continued his slow hump on me.

Dareth's eyes were focused on Gabe's body, as he watched Gabe thrust his cock in and out of Colby's ass. Gabe gave him a devilish smile, and said something. But Dareth's stiff cock had enough licking and slurping from Colby's mouth and tongue. His body jerked and before long, as he buried Colby's head onto his groin, each twitch of his body telling us he was shooting cum inside Colby's mouth. Dareth's mouth was gasping for air, as his eyes still hungrily fixed on Colby's naked back, and Gabe's muscular body.

Dareth pulled himself out. His cock was still hard, and it was covered with cum. Colby swallowed whatever he had in his mouth and his tongue reached out and gave Dareth's hard cock a tongue bath. Colby's body was still rocking forward, as Gabe was still fucking him hard.

I was too, but slower, as Jake's big cock slid itself in and out of my ass.

Gabe must had enjoyed seeing Dareth's face expression when he cummed, so much so that within minutes Gareth cummed too. His mouth screamed groans, which Jake and I could only imagine.

Jake cummed that moment, filling my ass with his cum. He groaned, but he tried to subdue the moan. His cock thickened with each cum shot inside me.

When that was done, Gabe pulled his semi-limp cock out of Colby's ass, and slumped onto the bed. Dareth climbed closer to the mirror and lied down too. They were exhausted. Colby moved and we could see cum on the bed. He had cummed when he was fucked by Gabe. But his cock was still hard.

For the first time, we saw the three of them laughed together. There was a great satisfaction written on Dareth's face. For Gabe, it was merely a lustful act. But Dareth looked like he loved it.

Dareth said something, and Colby nodded. Gabe said no. Jake and I could see his mouth forming that word. He took a pillow and playfully hit Dareth. Dareth blocked the pillow and got up. He said it again, and Gabe turned to look at Colby. He must had said something to warn Colby off, but Colby was still smiling away. He pretended to look at himself in the mirror as he pushed his hair up. He smiled at the mirror. To Gabe and Dareth, Colby was looking at himself in the mirror. To Jake and I, he was smiling at us. He was really enjoying himself.

Jake was still in me. He was still hard. Jake could fuck me twice and remained hard. So, I did not think it was done yet for the night. I knew we would continue in my place.

But it seemed that Colby was coming up with something, with Dareth's help.

Whatever Dareth said again, Gabe said no again, but no one could take him serious as Gabe himself was giggling away. Dareth got up and pinned down Gabe. His naked thighs and cock pressed on Gabe's back.

It was Gabe's turn to struggle this time. And just like Dareth, Gabe was not really trying to break free. He was more like trying to push Dareth off his back.

Colby sprang into action. He got up and spread Gabe's legs. With Gabe facing down, Colby had a full excess to Gabe's ass. But I doubted that Gabe would let anyone fuck him.

Jake was stunned too. He was still holding onto my waist.

'What do you think it's happening out there?' Jake whispered. I just shrug my shoulder. I was clueless too.

Colby climbed over Gabe's legs, but not to fuck him. Slowly Colby lowered his mouth to Gabe's ass. First, he kissed Gabe's right asscheek. Dareth laughed. Gabe struggled a little again, but he was laughing. Then, as Colby felt Gabe's underthighs, and sliding his palms up to the asscheeks, Colby ran his tongue to the other asscheek and kissed it too. I could see his teeth biting a bit of the fleshy and tight bun. I was getting a hardon again.

Jake's big cock began its motion of rocking inside me. This time, with his cum to moist his thick cock, it was easier for me to be fucked by Jake without much pain.

Colby slowly parted Gabe's asscheeks, with Gabe pretending to protest. But with Dareth on top of Gabe, it was impossible for Gabe to move away. Colby's tongue reached out, and Colby went down. I could only imagine how his tongue touched the assring and poked in. Colby was slurping the asscrack. And Gabe was back to his moaning. Dareth's cock, which was resting on Gabe's back, began to rise.

As Colby continued to munch away Gabe's ass, Dareth got up. He walked, with his thick 8 inches hardon leading the way, to the back of Colby. It was his turn to fuck Colby's ass.

Dareth guided his cock with his left hand and when he found Colby's assring, he pushed himself into Colby. Colby groaned, but went back to bury his mouth in Gabe's ass. Gabe groaned, the same time as Dareth. Dareth must had loved Colby's tight hole.

Dareth fucked Colby, at first slowly, when he tried to get more of his cock in. And when he had got 6 inches buried in, he began to fuck Colby fast. His thrust was causing more sore to Colby, but Colby was not pushing Dareth away. Colby enjoyed having his asshole split wide by Dareth's thick cock.

I knew, coz I was too. Jake's cock was bigger and thicker than Dareth's, and it was really splitting heaven in me. Jake had sped up his fucking rhythm on me, thrusting his cock into me. Each thrust forward sent chill and pain but yet thrill throughout my whole body. My body just loved this stud in me. To have Jake's hard body near me, to have his hard and thick cock buried in my mouth or ass, to have his breath breathing on my skin... was a pure heaven joy.

Gabe had enough and wanted his dick to be sucked. So, he turned around and Colby took his cock again, expertly slurping away. Colby's lips covered each inch of Gabe's hard cock, slowly inching its way from the cockhead to the base, pressing his nose onto Gabe's pubic hair.

It was erotic to watch these three hard smooth bodies worked with one another, stimulating nothing sex energy.

Gabe said something, and Dareth just smiled. Colby pulled his mouth away and turned to face Dareth. Dareth just shook his head lightly, but that made Colby smiled. Colby pulled himself away from Dareth's hard cock and there we got to see Dareth hard 8 inches standing stiff, pointing at the two guys in front of him.

Gabe got up. Dareth was still shaking his head, but his smile gave him away. Colby moved aside, and with a little thug from Gabe, Dareth found himself willingly lying down on the bed, with his back to the guys. His yummy ass was for Colby to rim.

Colby licked his lips and went to work. He positioned his mouth between Dareth's asscheeks. His hands parted the cheeks and his tongue reached down to lick Dareth. Dareth jumped a little to the wet touch but ended laughing. He looked more relax than Gabe. With Colby working on him, Dareth was began to rock his ass to Colby mouth, as if to force more of Colby's tongue. Colby was poking his asshole with the tip of his tongue.

Gabe wasted no time in attacking Colby's ass. His cock was buried inside Colby's ass within seconds. Colby was opened up wider by Dareth's bigger cock, and Gabe thrust himself faster and deeper into Colby. Groans were escaping their mouths.

But after a few minutes of fucking, Colby moved aside. There was something evil in Gabe's eyes, as he watched Colby eating Dareth's ass. As I had said before, Dareth's butt was firm and inviting.

As Colby stepped aside, Gabe climbed over Dareth. But instead of rimming Dareth, Gabe was positioning his cock between Dareth's asscheeks. Dareth was shocked and tried to break free, but Gabe pressed him down. This time, Dareth was using his whole strength to struggle, but Gabe had the advantage as he was on top. Gabe shouted something, and Colby joined in to hold Dareth down. Colby climbed onto the back of Dareth and sat down.

With the struggle less, Gabe took the opportunity to push his cock into Dareth's asshole. It was difficult but I could a bit of Gabe going in. Gabe's cock was entering Dareth's virgin hole.

Jake was stunned by the whole event and so was I. Jake had stopped fucking me. We were watching, to see if Gabe would get his whole self in.

Dareth was screaming mad. But Gabe refused to back away, as he pressed on Dareth's hips, to stop Dareth from moving about. That got Dareth's asscheeks to parted a bit, and more of Gabe slipped into Dareth's ass.

Gabe began his fucking rhythm. He rode on Dareth's virgin ass. He fucked his 7 inches pole in and retracted a bit and then pushed himself in again.

Dareth had stopped struggling. He had lost his virginity. Even if he broke free, he was already had.

Colby, who was stunned by the whole event, stepped away from Dareth. But Dareth did not pull away this time. He just continued to lie down on the bed. His fists clenched hard to the sheet, as Gabe pushed more of his thick cock in.

Soon, the whole 7 inches were buried in Dareth's ass. Gabe fucked Dareth faster now. Dareth was biting the pillow, to suppress the groans. Gabe was enjoying Dareth's butt. He enjoyed the virgin asshole. He loved the tight grip on his thick cock.

He lied on top of Dareth, as they both rocked in the same rhythm. As Gabe pulled out a bit, Dareth's ass was raised too, and when Gabe slammed his cock down on Dareth's ass, Dareth thrust his hips forward, pressing his groin onto the bed. Both were gasping for air.

If one were to think that this was the best of the night, it was not yet.

Even Jake and I were shocked. Jake fucked me hard the moment Gabe was fucking Dareth. It was causing much pain to me but yet at the same time, much ecstasy. Our eyes watched in awe as Gabe's thick rod was visible and then slammed, buried inside Dareth's juicy ass.

And the next shock came.

Colby climbed over Gabe. Although Gabe knew, he was not pushing Colby away. Colby aimed his cock at Gabe's ass, and then with a little shove, he pushed himself into Gabe. Colby thrust himself forward, pushing more of his cock into Gabe's ass. Gabe groaned. His hips thrust forward, forcing more of his cock into Dareth.

Colby did not get much of his cock in. Gabe was a virgin too. But that did not stop Colby from starting to fuck Gabe's ass. He rocked to and fro as he pushed his cock slowly bit by bit into Gabe. Gabe was obviously struggling to accommodate Colby's cock. After a few trying, the three of them began to move in the same motion. As Colby thrust himself forward, fucking his cock into Gabe, Gabe plunged his cock in Dareth's ass.

They continued with the same motion, until Colby pulled out and sprayed his cum all over Gabe's back. I cummed when I saw Colby's cockhead angrily spurred cum. Jake cummed too, when my asscheeks clasped his thick cock. Gabe and Dareth were still rocking away. But I saw Dareth's body tensed. I knew he cummed too.

A few rocks away, it was Gabe's turn to cum. He pulled out, just to find Colby's waiting mouth to cup his cockhead, taking in all his cum, as he ejaculated them.

I was tired. So was Jake. The tape was still running and I got a feeling the guys might be up all night, exploring new stuff. I pulled my ass away from Jake's cock. It was wet, covered by his cum. In any normal event, I would get down and clean his cock. But he was eager to get his pants up and get out. I was too. We left, as the three began to smoke pot. If we wanted to see more, we could just borrow his videotape.

The next few days, we noticed things had changed. I asked Colby whether it was the tape that frightened them. But Colby said he did not tell them about the tape at all. Colby said nothing. But then as if a kid was about to admit the secret of him stealing candy, he told me that Gabe and Dareth had been to his place non-stop for the past few nights. They continued to have sex, whenever they could, with only one promise that Colby would not tell on them. And then, just like a fairy tale, Colby confessed that he began to fall for Dareth as he was nicer, compared to Gabe, after sex. I was surprise. And even more when Dareth walked by us and said hi to Colby. The smile on Dareth's face was different. I looked at Colby surprised. Colby blushed again and said he suspected that Dareth was falling for him too.

If things turned out nice for Colby, the disaster was waiting for me.

On Friday, Jake showed up in class, looking sad. He tried to smile, but I could see that he was hiding a major upset behind that weak smile. I asked him what it was but he told me that it was not the right time to say. What made it worse was that after telling that, he held my shoulder, gripped it hard, and then let go, as if he had something really heavy to tell.

I began to feel fear. I thought of the worst. It could not be us. We had great sex the night before. It could not be his dad facing problem, as he would definitely tell me so sooner than this. My heart began to sore. I did not like the direction of the day.

I wanted him to tell during the break, but the coach asked me for help. It was really not helping at all.

We sat separated in classes. We did that, so as not to stir suspicion about us. At first I was eager to have him near me. But that phase had passed by.

Although I was seats away, my eyes kept looking out for him. He was really not into the classes that day. He glanced my way once in awhile, and caught my eyes. He smiled, but I was too upset to be too cheerful. My smiles were fakes too.

After school, he strolled to the field. I caught up.

'What's wrong, Jake?' I asked.

'My dad knows about us,' Jake said.

That hit me on the stomach so hard, that I felt painful to inhale.

'So?' I asked. Fear began to rise.

'I don't know,' Jake said as we continued to walk.

'No, Jake. Stop! Just stop... What's gonna happen to us?' I asked again. My voice began to tremble.

'I really don't know, Leo.'

'How did it happen?' I asked.

'He suspected.'

'Since when?'

'I did not ask.'

'How?'

'This morning, we had our breakfast, and he was talking about some cases, involving Father Rykes and a male minor. And then suddenly, out of nowhere, he asked me if there was something going on between the two of us,' Jake said, as his eyes viewed far, at the empty field.

'And you told him?'

Jake nodded, sad.

I could not say anything. I knew Jake would not lie.

'So, what did he say?' I asked.

'He wanted me to come back home immediately today,' Jake said. He looked like he was lost.

Me? I was scared.

'What does that mean?' I asked, although I knew Jake would know nothing of that.

Jake just shrugged his shoulders.

Suddenly I felt the sky fell on me. It was over. Whatever I could have of Jake, was over. There could never be another 'he and I'. No more 'Jake and I'. I felt weak. I began to feel dizzy and really, I suddenly finding myself to be breathless.

'Are you okay, Leo? Leo?!' Jake shouted, as he grabbed my arms.

'I can't breathe,' I told him.

Jake held me in his arms, looked around, and quickly pulled me to a nearby bench.

'Here! Sit, Leo! No, no, don't lie down.'

'Bend your head down, Leo. Yeah, that's it...'

I could not remember much as I struggled to follow Jake's advice. He held onto my shoulder and arm, to make sure that I was alright. I was desperately panting for air.

'Don't say anything. Just stay down like that,' Jake said.

I kept my head down, between my thighs. My head was spinning, but slowly I felt better. The dizziness was not as bad as before. But I still kept my head down. There was nothing wrong with the head anymore. This time, it was the heart. I was scared now, that I would believe it was slowly breaking. How could I tell such news? I could not be without my Jake. No, never without my Jake.

Jake was still beside me. He bent down to see me. What he saw made him sad. He sat up, and slowly lifted my head. A few drops of tears were already gathering around my eyes. As he lifted my head up, he looked into my tearful eyes. I found it hard to cry out. I was never one who could cry easily. Jake knew that. But this time I was losing. This time, it was different.

I quickly wiped my tears away. I could not bear to make Jake even more sad. It was causing me to sniff.

Jake looked at me, and I prayed it would not be the last time I looked at this angel of mine. He was the same devilish handsome guy I fell for a few months ago, and I was not about to give him up, no matter if he had fallen for me or not. No matter even if he was straight.

But reality set in, when I realised that I had to fight against his dad. I could never win. Not with his dad.

Jake left me at the bench that day. I told him to go. He promised to call. I just nodded. I really did not know else to say. To tell him I love him would be too late. Jake tried to be strong for the two of us. He gave me a quick hug and patted my back, as he made his way back home, without looking back.

I was alone.

Alone.

That evening I waited for his call anxiously. When I called, it was Father Thompson who answered.

'Iszzz Jake there?' I asked, after swallowing the fear in. I was nervous.

Father Thompson paused.

'Leo?'

'Yes?' I answered, biting my lower lip.

'I don't think it is a good idea to talk to him now.'

Now? As in from now onwards, or just 'now'?

'Huh?' That was the best I could come out with.

'I sent him up to rest. He got a lot of thinking to do. And I believe, SO DO YOU.'

His last three words were stressed clearly.

'Father... please... let me just have a word with him.. please...'

'I... don't think so.'

'Please!' I begged, but never dared to raise my voice.

'Leo, do your parents know?'

I was speechless.

'I suggest you think of a way to tell them. I don't want to be the one to do so. Do you get me, Leo?' Father Thompson said.

I was still silent at my end.

'If that is all, then, good night, Leo. You get a good rest too.'

I tried, but I just could not let go. I did not care if I would be in more trouble. I needed Jake. And I wanted to believed that he needed me too.

I walked out of the house. I was too tensed up. I thought of Lori. I could not go to her. I thought of Colby, and then I realised he might have a company, or perhaps two. I thought my other friends. I knew I could not go to any of them. I was not in the mood to chat.

My footsteps led the way. Before long, I realised I had reached Jake's house. I wanted so badly to go in. To knock on the door. To see Jake. Jake's room light was on. So was the living room, which meant that I had to go through Father Thompson, if I wanted to see Jake.

My head told me to turn and walk away. My heart told me to proceed.

I was lost. I watched my feet as they led me away from where I was standing. The next thing I knew, I was pressing the doorbell. Father Thompson opened the door.

'May I see Jake?' I asked.

Father Thompson was never known to be a cruel person. He was known to be sympathetic. And I knew he saw the pain in my eyes. But this was the one thing he could not allow.

'Leo...' he said, as gently as he could.

'Who's that?' I heard the familiar voice from inside the house.

'Jake! It's me!' I shouted.

Jake rushed to the door. He looked like a mess. His shirt was poorly tucked in, and his hair was not even combed. He looked like a person who had just gone through a torture chamber.

'No, Jake. Remember what I said just now,' Father Thompson said, stopping him.

Jake looked at me, helplessly. And then at his dad.

'But dad...' Jake started to protest.

'No but's...' Father Thompson said. 'And you, Leo..' Father Thompson said as he turned to me, '.. I told you to give it a rest! And now, if you don't mind, excuse us.' Father Thompson shut the door on me.

My eyes looked at Jake, before the door was shut. He was looking down at the floor, like he had no will to win the case.

So, there I was - a goner. I feared the worst, and the worst actually happened.

I dragged myself all the way back, just in time to hear the phone ring.

I was not in the mood to answer. I let Mrs. Krishna picked the phone up.

'Yes? Yes. Yes. He's here. Wait. Leo, it's for you.'

I took the phone from her.

It was Jake.

'Leo... I can't talk much now. But I promise you, I'll call you later. Don't worry, okay?'

I was really happy to hear his voice, but before I could say anything, I heard Father Thompson's voice in the background, and then followed by the phone hung up.

My spirit was a little lifted.

'You okay now?' Mrs. Krishna asked.

I did not realise she was there. I had assumed she had gone to the kitchen after passing me the phone.

'Yeah,' I said, with a smile. I realised it was the first time I smiled since I got back. My Jake was going to call me, and that really made me feel better.

So, my spirit was lifted up. But an hour later, I was getting nervous. Jake had yet to call. I was beginning to wonder what happened after Jake hung up the phone. Did he get into trouble because of me?

Two hours later, I was back to being miserable. I locked myself in my room. I could not let my parents knew my condition. And neither was I ready to tell them about myself.

By midnight, I was a nervous wreck. I dialed Jake's number, but it was already disconnected. I blasted my music so loud that when I screamed, no one heard. No one knew. And that would be my life. I had just lost a love, and I could never tell anyone. Oh God! What am I gonna do?

I was miserable. I shed a few drops of tears again, but I was uncomfortable. Boys don't cry, and I could not imagine myself in such position.

Mom banged on the door, asking me to pull the plug on the music. I quickly wiped my tears away. The music was turned off, but not my problem. For the first time, since my first difficulty with Jake, I really felt alone.

I lied down on my bed. I could not take it.

There, as I lied down again, I thought of my first night with Jake, when we had sex. Before that night, I was straight and Jake was very much the holy Christian virgin. That night changed us, and instead of freaking out, we found comfort in each other's company. I took his virginity away and he took my heart. I fell in love with him and never had the guts to tell him.

I thought of the many sexcapades we had together. I thought of the short separation we went through and how difficult it was for me, and Jake. And then, I thought of his promise. And my heart went sour again. I was hurt, really hurt. I dared not to dream Jake and I forever, but never would I thought it would end this way.

A drop of tear escaped, and rolled down to my sideburn. I no longer had the energy to wipe every single tear. Fuck it with the tears. I could not be bothered anymore. I shut my eyes. And soon, I drifted asleep, when the fear hid subconsciously in my head.

It was over.

It was over for Jake and I.

I woke up hearing a sound in my room. I pushed myself up by my elbows.

'Hey.. did I wake you?'

'Jake?' I was surprised. Jake was really in my room. 'What time is it now?' I asked as I turned to see the time. Jake was there, standing by my bedside, dressed up in his overall track suits.

'It's 2 plus.'

'How did you get up here?' I asked as I sat up.

'The balcony.'

'You climbed up through that?' I asked. I could not conceal my surprise.

'You're not happy to see me?' Jake asked.

I did not say anything. If I did, I could shed more tears. I did not want to do that. I was too happy that Jake was there.

Jake saw it in my eyes.

'Hey.. hey.. I said I was gonna call.. I couldn't,' Jake said, as he rushed over to me. He climbed onto the bed, and wrapped his arms around me. 'So, here I am.'

I hugged him tight. I needed to believe it was real.

Jake seemed to know the mess that was in my head. So, he let me hugged him as long as I liked. And he hugged me back too, keep on assuring me that I was not dreaming.

'Leo?'

'Yes?'

'I'm tired. Why not we just sleep? It has been a long day.'

I just nodded my head lightly. I got up to switch off the light. Somehow I found my energy back again. I tried not to show my grins, but I could not help it. Jake saw, and it made him smile too.

That handsome stud was on my bed, keeping to his side, as he lied down.

'Could you turn the alarm to 5?' Jake asked. 'I want to get back before my dad wakes up.'

'Sure.'

So, Jake actually sneaked out to be with me. I was touched by what this guy had done. I climbed onto my side of the bed, but instead of staying there, I snucked closer to Jake. He felt me coming closer and he stretched out his arm. I lifted my head and rested it on his chest. His arm pulled me closer, and murmured 'goodnight'. His heartbeats was beating drums in my ear, but I had him the way I wanted. I could not had asked better that moment.

I just laid still, holding him in my arm. I was tired, but happy. Just as I held him comfortably in my arm, I fell asleep, feeling secure for once since the whole day drama as my eyes shut.

I woke up. It was still dark. I did not know how long I had fallen asleep on Jake's chest.

I lifted my head, to look at the time. It was 4.23am. 37 more minutes before Jake would wake up.

I looked at Jake with my sleepy eyes. My handsome prince was there, resting his head on my pillow. His arm was still holding me close. He looked so handsome. I would not know what to do without him. But that did not matter at that moment, coz Jake was in my arm.

I wanted so badly to tell him that I loved him. I wanted so badly to reveal this secret I had been keeping. Sure, Jake had asked before, but I was afraid to tell then. But now, since that we might had to separate, should I continue to keep the secret a secret? I feared he would avoid me, if feelings were not under control. But now, either way, it looked like I was losing him. I could never ask him to ignore his dad. Father Thompson was like a second father to me. I could never go against him.

I watched Jake. His lips looked so gentle and soft. His chests were heaving air in and out, causing them to rise and fall, and I wanted so much to take the air that was coming out of his body, into mine. I wanted so badly to kiss him, without thinking what he would think of me.

I could take it anymore.

I pulled myself up a bit, and lowered my head. My lips parted a little, and gently, I kissed the lips that I had longed for. I kissed Jake.

As I kissed him, I felt his breath on my skin. His lips were still, and yet soft to my lips.

I pulled away and watched my prince sleeping.

'I love you, Jake,' I whispered to his face.

'I know,' Jake murmured.

That took my breath away. He was awake all this while.

My eyes were staring at my Jake. Slowly and lazily, he opened his eyes. When he saw me, he lazily smiled, and stretched his body a little. 'I know, Leo.' And he broke into another smile again.

'Come here,' he said, as he pulled me back to his chest. He adjusted his position a little, and rested his chin on my head, as he tried to fall back into sleep.

And with that, I fell into my comfort and secure corner of my life - in the arm of Jake. He was not angry. He was not scared. He was not upset. I had told him that I loved him, and he pulled me closer in return. This was better than perfect.

My heart would had leaped with joy, if it had not been for my tiredness. I shut my eyes. Within minutes, I joined Jake in his dreamland.

When the alarm rang, I woke up with a shock, expecting to see that I was only dreaming, and that life was bullshiting and hurting me.

But life was not. Jake was really there. I was still lying on his chest. His chest was still rising and falling, while his heartbeats entertained my ear.

I got up, and I could see Jake was already awake. His eyes were wide opened, and he smiled when he saw me.

I reached out and shut the alarm.

'Morning,' Jake said.

'Morning,' I greeted back.

'I gotta go,' Jake said, as he pushed himself up.

I did not know what to answer to that.

I was sleepy, but Jake looked like he had gained almost all his energy back from the sleep. It must be that it was my habit to wake up late, and Jake's to wake up early.

Jake got up and tried to straighten his clothes. He turned and looked at me. Although it was in the dark, he could tell I was sad.

'Hey, don't be like that. I did come, right?' Jake said.

I tried to smile. In my mind, I was thinking of how our relationship was going to be like? Would it end that night itself?

'I'll come again, I promise,' Jake said, as he sat down on the bed, facing me. It was like as if he was reading my mind.

That made me smile. Maybe because I knew he would keep his promise. He had proven so that morning.

'You wanna walk me out?' Jake asked, as he looked at the time. He would be rushing. Father Thompson usually woke up at 5.30am.

'Sure...' I answered and I got up. 'You climbed through the balcony this morning?' I asked, still could not believe he did that.

'Wanna see how I did it?' he asked. 'I could climb my way down for you to see. It was easy.'

I shrugged my shoulder. If Jake said it was easy, I guessed so.

I walked him to the balcony.

'What's gonna happen to us, Jake?' I asked, before he climbed over the edge.

Jake paused when he heard that. He placed his foot back on the floor.

Both of us had our palms on the edge of the balcony, staring down at the ground in front of my balcony. It was not that high, and with the pipe running by my balcony, I somehow had figured Jake's way up.

'My dad wanted me to think this over. He did not like the idea.'

'So?'

'You know I can't argue with him. You and him are the only two I ever have. And I'm all he's got. I can't choose,' Jake said.

'I never want you to choose,' I said, feeling sad. If he had to choose, I was still the losing one.

'He asked me to think it over properly, and at the meantime, see less of you, if possible.'

'Will he stop you from seeing me?' I asked, in fear.

Jake broke into a weak smile. 'No, he won't do that. He's a priest, remember?'

I was glad to hear that.

'As I had said, at the meantime, I think he wants me to avoid seeing you if possible. That's why I had to come to you this way. I sneaked out,' Jake said. He tried to smile, hoping that I would understand. I was touched.

'I hope you don't mind.' When he said that, Jake placed a hand on my shoulder, hoping that I would say it was alright.

I turned my head and smiled. That was the best news I had heard so far for the whole day - to know that I would still be seeing my Jake, no matter how and where. The most important thing was that I could still be with him.

'But shouldn't you be listening to him?' I asked, although I would never want Jake to say yes.

'Because the last time when I was not with you, I felt... miserable. I never want that. I do not know about the future, but that's not what I want for now,' Jake said, as if he knew what I wanted to hear. 'We're going to college this year. We'll just have to make sure that we are together then. No one will be there to tell us rights and wrongs, ok?'

Tears were welling up my eyes. I was glad to hear him say that. I needed to hear that.

Jake saw. He was glad that I was smiling.

He turned and faced me. He pulled me closer, and then hugged me around my arms.

There he mumbled.

'I promise you that I will be with you. And that's the promise, I will keep. Believe me.'

My knees went weak. I could not believe I was winning, in a way. Jake was still gonna be mine.

He pulled away and held my arms with both of his palms.

'Look at me, Leo.'

I looked up, ashamed that I was about to shed tears. I sniffed, and tried to look away, but he held my chin.

'I'm gonna be with you. And you have to give me time,' he said.

Time?

'Time to know if I really had.. fallen in love with you, or not,' Jake said.

In love? With me?

Jake could see the surprise in my eyes. He smiled.

'Hey, this is my first relationship, and I don't want to simply jump into conclusion. Bear with me, ok?' Jake requested. And he gave me that dashing smile, the smile that could swallow any harden heart. My heart was too weak for Jake. My heart was his, anyway.

I just smiled, and a few more drops of tears rolled down. They were definitely tears of happiness. I was happy!

Jake wiped my tears with his fingers, and wiped them on his shirt.

'I gotta go,' he said.

I smiled.

But instead of turning away, Jake held my chin with his right palm.

'I don't know.. how to do this right, but...' and with that, he moved his face closer to mine, and kissed me on my lips.

Our lips touched. Not just a soft planted kiss, but one that seemed to complete the bond between our passion, our emotion. Jake pressed his lips on mine. My heart almost choked.

Jake broke away. He gave me a grin.

And with that, Jake climbed over the balcony wall, and held on to the pipe.

'Wait for me here, tonight. Same time. Bye.'

'See you, Jake.'

'See you.'

'And Jake... I love you.'

He paused. He looked up at me, and smiled.

'I know.'

I watched, as Jake climbed down the metal pipe. Once he reached the ground, he gave me a wave. I still could see his smile, and I made sure that he could see mine. He turned and jogged, with each step taking him away from me, but I knew it was only for awhile.

My eyes watched as Jake disappeared, devoured by the shadow of the trees on the street.

So, the chapters of Jake and I were not over yet. And I prayed hard that it would never have to end. I was in love. And I got to make sure that my Jake loved me back.

THE END Date: 25 July 2002

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