Strawberry Boy

By Jason Trower

Published on Mar 9, 1999

Gay

Well judging by the mail I received about chapter 3 you guys have really been waiting for this one. So Ill skip the small talk and just thank everyone for the mail (keep it coming, tell or ask me anything) and say 'hope you enjoy this one'.


The Strawberry Boy Chapter 4

by jason trower

I woke up in the morning and realized I had fallen asleep in my clothes. It was a hot day, I was soaked with sweat and my eyes were sticky and full of goo. YUCK!! It had been a very long time since I had last cried myself to sleep, I had forgotten just how much I hated it. It was a beautiful day outside, but I felt miserable just knowing I was alive and would have to go on without my beautiful lover. How could something as wonderful and amazing as love be so cruel and painful?

I dragged myself out of bed, pulled my damp smelly clothes off and headed for the shower. The cool water felt good. Normally I would have taken my time and 'enjoyed myself' but I couldn't think of anything except Aaron's bruised face, his pain filled voice cracking as he choked out the most hurtful words I'd ever heard. I put my head under the shower letting the water fill my ears, hoping to block out his voice.

I stood at the mirror afterwards, staring into my own big brown eyes, hoping to find some kind of answer or comfort. The phone rang and woke me from my depressed trance. I heard Matt answer it and he soon poked his head into the bathroom.

"Hey, Aaron just called, said he wants you to stop over today," he said. I thought for a moment about how clueless Matt was in all this. If only he knew his big brother was bisexual, if only he knew he had just spoken to his brothers lover on the phone, if only.....wait a minute...Aaron wanted me to stop over?!?! My mind and heart raced, what did he want? Did he want to make up? My hopes arose but I then I saw my reflection and noticed the small silver ring hanging from my necklace. My heart broke again as reality hit me brutally over the head. He probably only wanted the ring back. It was his father's, I could understand that he would want it back. Slowly I took it off for the first time since Aaron himself had put it around my neck. I stood there with no clothes but for some reason felt more naked than ever before in my life. I started to comb my wet hair but I again looked into my eyes in the mirror and broke down crying.

I thought of all the things Aaron and I had shared during our short time together. The way I felt when I first realized that I was in love with him, the unbelievable release that night in his bedroom, that first night we made love. And now only one short week later it was all over.

I got dressed and was ready to leave but I couldn't. I knew that once I got to Aaron's and gave back the necklace it would all be gone for good. I sat in my room for what seemed like an eternity. I thought about how deeply I loved him, my first true love. I cried over the pain of knowing my only love in the world blamed me for the loss of his friend and all the hardships he now had to deal with. Why did this all have to happen? I had only tried to help him, to make everything right so we could be together. Why did he blame me so much? It was Chad who hated him now. Did he really think his friendship with that conceited asshole was more important than our love?

Without even noticing my tears began to dry up. Slowly I had stopped feeling the loss and started to feel anger rising up. Aaron had pushed my love away without thinking of how I felt. He had slammed his door in my face when I needed him the most. If he wanted to rip my heart out of my chest and throw it away then I didn't need him. If he wanted the ring back he could have it, I'd shove it down his throat! Angrily I grabbed the necklace and marched down the street. My emotions spinning and twisting like a tornado inside me. Deep down inside I still loved Aaron, but in my rage at that moment I wanted only to hurt him like he had hurt me.

I walked up his front steps and pounded roughly on the door. Through the screen I saw Aaron come down the hallway from the kitchen. He stopped for a second with an almost surprised look on his face when he saw me standing at the door. I didn't even wait for him to answer my knock. I pulled the door open and walked in, standing a few feet away from him. Neither of us spoke, we didn't know what to say. Seeing his beautiful face made me reconsider, but I stood my ground and put on my best angry face trying to hide the true feelings slowly building inside me. I had a lump in my throat but I took a deep breath and spoke first.

"I guess this is all you wanted," I said, letting the necklace dangle from my hand. "You sure didn't want a boyfriend, so take it."

I wanted to wind up and pitch it to him like a fastball, but I simply tossed it, letting him catch it against his chest. He looked down at the silver ring and the uncomfortable and sad look on his face changed. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip. He looked mad and I wondered if he was going to tell me to get out or maybe even hit me, but my true feelings inside were beginning to take control. He looked so damn cute when he bit his lip like that. Aaron stepped closer to me and looked into my eyes.

"Don't ever....take this off again," he said as he put the necklace back around my neck. I looked down at his hand touching my chest, then up into his baby browns. I couldn't hide it any longer, I still loved Aaron with all my heart and soul. Tears began to roll down my cheeks and we wrapped our arms around each other, hugging tightly.

"I'm so sorry," Aaron whispered in my ear between his own sobs, "I never meant to hurt you, I love you."

I couldn't say a word. I held his firm teenage frame tight against me, my hands rubbing up and down his back slowly, my face buried in his hair inhaling that sweet strawberry smell. I closed my eyes and savored the moment of being in my lovers arms. I was whole and complete again.

Suddenly the moment was broken by a car pulling in the driveway.

"Damn," Aaron sighed, relaxing in my arms and resting his head on my shoulder, "mom's home."

"Hey, let's go back to my house, nobody's home. We can play Gran Turismo," I said slyly.

"But you don't have a Playstation," Aaron said looking puzzled. I didn't say a word and soon the light came on in his eyes and that boyish grin returned to his face.

His mom came in the back door carrying bags and we quickly went to help her unload the groceries. Each time Aaron and I passed as we walked to and from the car we exchanged smiles, sharing our thoughts and emotions without a word once again. It was like falling in love with him all over, but even better.

"Are you staying for lunch, Jason?" Aaron's mom asked as I set a bag on the table next to her. She looked up at me with her usual friendly, motherly smile, then glanced at my necklace. Now I know where Aaron got that grin. My heart stopped and I broke into an instant cold sweat! Quickly I dropped the necklace inside my shirt just seconds before she looked at me again with a slightly puzzled look. I faked a smile and tried to restart my heart.

"Hey mom, I'm goin over Jay's house for a while, not sure when I'll be back," Aaron said as he entered the room. "I'll eat lunch over there," he said grinning at me and licking his lips softly. My heart stopped again! We were definitely playing with fire here. It seemed like we were always so close to being discovered. Of course I figured that was my paranoid mind, I mean, nobody knew what we were talking about, right? But I still feared being caught. Not because everybody would know my secret, but because I was afraid it would mean losing Aaron.

We walked down the street towards my house barely saying a word. We didn't have to, we had that connection. All we had to do was look at each other and all our thoughts were instantly known. And I had no problem looking at Aaron. He was so beautiful, the hot sun making his soft shiny hair glow like fire, his copper skin soaking up the warmth, his smile that caused those soft pink lips to part and display his white teeth. His extra large t-shirt hung loosely over his lithe little body but you could still tell that underneath was a firm teenage boy becoming a man. His cut off shorts made him look like something out of Huckleberry Finn, and for some reason that turned me on even more. I could only think of taking this lovely, innocent looking boy out to the woods where we could make love slowly, laying in soft grass by a quiet stream. With every step my shorts got tighter, and my stride a little stiffer.

At my house we went upstairs to my room but for some reason we didn't attack each other like usual. No mad, passionate kissing, no groping or flying clothes, it seemed so calm and relaxing. I turned on the stereo and we sat on my bed, reclining back. We waited and made quiet small talk, almost as if we were waiting for some signal. It was like a first time for us, but we weren't scared or nervous, we were relaxed, at peace, and just happy to be together and in love.

We laid there, looking at one another occasionally, with loving eyes and smiles. I put my arm around Aaron's shoulder and pulled him closer to me. We laid flat on our backs, pressed tightly together, our heads turned, our faces less than an inch apart. I could feel Aaron's warm breathe on my face, I could see the anticipation and love in his eyes. My lips parted slightly and I leaned in pressing them to his waiting mouth. The tips of or tongues touched and played between us as our hands slowly moved to each others bodies.

I rubbed his chest through the thin fabric of his t-shirt as his fingers carefully unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it open. His small, soft hand glided over my bare skin. He took the ring hanging from my necklace and rubbed it around my chest before his fingertips found my nipples. My hands caressed his back as I pulled his shirt up, our lip lock breaking just long enough for me to pull his shirt off over his head. Our mouths met again and Aaron positioned himself on top of me, our bare chests touching. I wrapped my arms around him and we rolled over, Aaron now on his back. My lips moved from his mouth to his neck, and I kissed my way down to his chest, licking his small hard nipples. Slowly I pulled his cut off shorts down, Aaron lifting his hips to allow me. I stood at his feet and let my own shorts and underwear drop to the floor. I crawled back over him, leaning in to kiss his tight stomach as my fingers slipped into the waist of his boxers and removed them. I laid next to him, my fingers running through his soft reddish hair, kissing his warm, sweet lips. My other hand moved down his chest and stomach, finding his swollen cock and stroking it gently. He inhaled sharply when he felt my hand on him, pulling the breath from my mouth.

I slid down, rubbing myself along his naked body, and positioned myself between Aaron's legs. I kissed the inside of his leg, giving him slow loving strokes with my hand. My lips found their way to his balls and I took them one at a time into my mouth. I took his throbbing pink head in my lips, working the tip and the sensitive ridge. He was breathing heavily and dripping with precum, oh how sweet he tasted! Ever so gently I took more and more of my lover into my mouth. I massaged him with my tongue, I sucked, I moved my head up and down stroking him with my lips. I looked up and saw his face. Our eyes met and I saw the same loving look as our first night, when I had entered him for the first time. My heart swelled with our love, and I wanted to give Aaron the pleasure of his life. I wanted to give myself to him in every possible way, physically, mentally, spiritually. I carefully climbed on top of him, our wet cocks brushing together. I kissed his lips and neck, I nibbled at his ear, and then I whispered to him.

"Aaron...take me...I want you inside me."

I felt Aaron's chest rise and fall under me as he sighed heavily. His hands caressed my body and began to put me into position. We laid on our sides with my back to him, his chest pressed against me. I could feel his little nipples brushing my skin. His arm slipped under me, his hand rubbing my chest and pulling me in tighter. His other hand moved down over my butt and under my leg. He pulled my leg up, bringing my knee up to my chest. His hand wrapped around my cock and massaged me. I felt his hard on, still wet with my saliva. He positioned his swollen head at my entrance and began those graceful, slow hip movements. I tried to relax, but I gasped out loud as I felt him work his way into me, slipping his young manhood into a part of me that nobody had ever touched before. Any pain or discomfort was quickly wiped away by the knowledge that I was pleasing my lover, and he was taking my virginity in a new way. Aaron had worked himself completely into me, my muscles gripping him tight. He felt so big inside me. Gently Aaron began thrusting his hips, stroking my insides with his beautiful penis. He kissed at the back of my neck and shoulders. I fell into a state of complete helplessness, overwhelmed by him, I was completely under his control and at his mercy. His hand stroking me, his cock thrusting inside me, our bodies pressed together in this embrace of passion. My head was spinning with sensations I'd never imagined. Aaron kept pumping himself into my tight hole, his hands working me towards my climax. He breathed heavily in my ear, his chest heaving behind me, his hips thrusting his cock in and out, in and out. I was already nearing orgasm but Aaron's movements lost their rhythm. His voice tightened and in a lustful pant he whispered in my ear.

"Oh, Jay, oh baby, I'm gonna cum!"

At the exact instant I felt the first jet of hot cum inside me I exploded in Aaron's hand. He thrust into me harder, his body stiffening, his head whipping back, my insides gripping him hard, his warm juice filling me, my own spurting onto the sheets and us as I exploded in a climax that almost made me pass out. We trembled and hung onto each other as if an earthquake was shaking the house, as if we were trying to keep our balance. Slowly we calmed and relaxed, still holding one another tightly. We were exhausted and covered with sweat. Aaron continued kissing my neck, but his kisses were softer now, so tender and calm. He was still inside me, but now it felt as if he belonged there. At that moment the world didn't exist. The only world I knew was my bed, where two boys had just become one, sharing their hearts and bodies like never before. And now, lying in one anothers arms, basking in the warm glow of love, a love that had just moved to a higher level.


Happy now? Hehe. Thanks to everyone for reading my humble little love story. Laters

Next: Chapter 5


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