The Geek and the Jock By: Jeff N (Copyright 2009 by the author) Editor: Madison Cole
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Chapter 8
--Jess's Point of View--
The next morning I felt Daniel slide out of bed. I didn't really wake up; it was more the fact that I knew he was gone. He went into the next room and joined Chris and Chase. It was about 9 a.m. Daniel didn't bother to put any clothes on as he felt comfortable being naked in front of friends--that's one thing about Daniel that I am glad rubbed off on me. He approached the bed and gently rubbed Chase's arm that was hanging outside of the covers. Chase's eyes slowly fluttered open. "Morning, Daniel ... you haven't changed a bit, have you?" Chase asked as he reached out and caressed Daniel's stomach, all the while wearing a warm smile on his face.
"I guess not," Daniel replied with a grin.
With the sounds of Chase waking up, moving, and stretching, Chris also woke from his position behind Chase. Chase threw the covers back and sat up on the edge of the bed. Chris quickly grabbed the covers trying to cover himself up as he turned several shades of red. Chase sat there with a huge grin on his face as his morning wood pointed skyward. Daniel was doing the same except without the hard on. Chase grabbed the covers back and pulled them completely off the bed. Apparently both of them had lost their underwear they had on when they got into bed the previous night. Chris had the same problem as Chase with his equipment.
"Chris, man, you are going to have to get used to being naked around me and my friends if we are going to hang together," Chase said as he reached over and caressed his friend's morning hard on.
Chris began to moan. "I don't mind being naked, but if you don't stop that I am going to empty something all over this bed."
Chris got up and ran to the bathroom, with both Chase and Daniel in tow. Soon the three naked boys were emptying their bladders into the toilet. Once the morning chores were taken care of, they went back to sit on the bed. Daniel spoke first. "We--or I, at least--have to figure out what happened last night. I don't think I should call Jeremy. I just have a bad feeling about him in all of this."
"I agree with that. No offense Daniel, I know you're friends and all with him, but you really don't know what kind of guy Jeremy is. I saw the way he treated the girls he used to go out with before he went after Jess. He just put himself first, not thinking of others," Chase said.
Daniel replied, shaking his head, "Well, I have not been close with Jeremy for that long. Yeah, I knew who he was and all. Hell, we have been on the same football team for years, but I was a lowly kicker, not like Jeremy, the star quarterback. It's not like I was ever even in the same league with him. That is, until the night this all started with Jess. We became instant friends then. In the beginning, he seemed really cool, kind, and caring. But I will admit the past few weeks he has been acting strange, not even being around a lot. When he is around he is quiet and mostly keeps to himself. I just don't know what to think anymore." Daniel just shook his head in deep thought.
"I have never seen anyone like Jess was last night. It's like he was dead, but he could still walk and move. He just couldn't respond," Chris said.
"Well, I am glad you found him. Who knows where he would have ended up if you had not come along?"
"I know ... it totally freaked me out."
"Well, I guess the best thing to do is to wake him up and see if he is ready to talk," Daniel said as he got up, and came back into the room where I was still in bed. He laid down next to me and gently caressed the side of my face. I slowly woke up. I knew I would have to face what had happened and somehow open up.
"Morning, Jess. How are you doing, buddy?" Daniel looked at me with sadness and concern in his eyes.
"Not so sure yet."
"Yeah, I know. It will get better," Daniel reassured me.
"Just give me a few minutes. I want a shower, and then I will tell you guys what happened. I need to face it myself, and I need my friends to help me through it." I said.
"Okay. I will tell Chase and Chris they can head out while you're getting showered."
"No! Chris helped me big time last night, and he deserves to know what's going on. So does Chase. In a short time they have done more for me than most people have. Please ask them to stay, Daniel," I pleaded.
I went and showered. I couldn't believe the hell I was living through again--all the pain. It was another round of mental torture. How much more can I take? I wondered. The hot water from the shower felt good on my sore body, and I let it caress its way down over my muscles. Between the running and my crying, last night must have taken its toll on my aching body than I had thought. As the minutes passed, though, I think I began to relax a little. After about fifteen minutes I shut the water off, stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in one of the hotel's oversized white towels. I stood there in front of the huge mirror and stared back at myself. I was lost in thought, although I was not even sure exactly what I was thinking. When I at last snapped out of my trance, I went back out into the empty bedroom. I heard voices from the adjoining room. For a second I thought about putting clothes on but I decided screw it, and I walked through the connecting door.
They all had looks of concern on their faces. It was kind of overwhelming at first. I didn't want their pity, but yet I needed it somehow. I was so damned confused I didn't know what the hell I wanted. Why did life have to be like it was? Nothing comes easy. All I knew was that the room smelled good. Chase had ordered breakfast delivered from the restaurant next door. It was really sweet of him. It was also just what the doctor ordered, because I realized at that moment I was starving. Funny, worry must make you hungry, I thought. We all sat down and dug into the food. After I at last had my belly full, I decided it was time for me to get my horror out in the open. I knew they would all support me, and even help me get through this latest wrinkle--hell, tear--that had made its way into the fabric of my life.
"First, all of you ... I need to thank each of you for your help last night. I know it's not easy being my friend lately. It seems it's one crisis after another with me somehow. I am sorry for that. Chris, I can't thank you enough for finding me last night, and then having the heart to take care of me. I was on auto pilot, but didn't have any direction. It was way more than I deserve."
"Jess, don't you ever say that about yourself! You deserve the best. I know what you have been through in the past few months. No one on earth deserves what has happened to you. From the moment you walked into the store, I knew you were a kind soul with a tender heart. When I saw you on the street, I just wanted to say hello. Then, when I saw the state you were in, my heart went out to you. You needed help. No thanks is needed. I know you would do the same for me if I needed it," Chris concluded.
"You're right, Chris, I would. But thank you anyway. Chase, I know you and I really don't know each other, but thank you for what you did last night. It was very generous."
"Jess, I think we might know each other better than you may know. My heart went out to you last night also. You have paid for being gay once; now something has happened again. As Daniel knows and can verify, I am also gay. I have known that for a long time. When I was in high school, only two people knew and I thank God, they helped me and also kept it quiet. You were bold enough to come out and face it. Daniel was one of those people that helped me. So, anything I can do to help anyone else I will gladly do," Chase said resolutely.
"Daniel, somehow I knew you would be there to save me. You always seem to be there for me. Maybe someday I will get a chance to repay you, but until then, thank you, my friend."
"No thanks necessary, Jess," Daniel said softly.
"Last night was the worst night of my life, guys. I know when I say that you might not believe me considering what you know I've been through in the last few weeks, being beaten and almost killed."
As soon as I finished saying that, Daniel's phone rang. I stopped talking so he could answer it. From the way he was talking my guess is it was Erik on the other end. All we could hear was Daniel's side of the conversation, but it didn't appear to be going too well. When he finished, Daniel didn't look all that well. He just closed his phone and shrugged his shoulders. Lately that's what had been happening whenever he was with Erik or talk to him on the phone. I had seen it before in person. I had decided Erik was a very controlling and jealous person. He had even threatened me if I didn't stay away from Daniel. I was not sure what the deal was with Erik, but I was definitely beginning to wonder why Daniel was with such a person.
When he hung up, I continued. "Jeremy took me out to dinner last night. Everything went really well until the end of the night. He said he had something to tell me. I could tell he was nervous as hell. In fact, he looked like death warmed over at that point. I had to almost drag what he wanted to tell me out of him." At this point I began to get those dark feelings in the pit of my stomach again. But I was going to be damned if I that happen. I took in a deep breath of air, and that simple act had a calming affect on me. My brain again took over my emotions.
"Jeremy told me he had been cheating on me," I blurted out.
They all sat there in shock at first. None of them said a word. You could have heard the proverbial pin drop in the room. I didn't blame them for being stunned into silence. What could one say? "Unfortunately," I continued, "that's not the worst of it. Who he did it with is the worst thing." Despite my best efforts, I sat there feeling the horror of last night coming back. I knew I couldn't let it beat me--I had to be strong.
Chris finally asked the obvious question. "Who was it, Jess?"
I looked away from them. Why I don't know. Maybe I thought deep down that somehow all this was my fault or I had done something wrong. Or, maybe it was just the fact I didn't want to face them as I said the name. "Chad," I whispered.
You still could have heard that same pin drop again in the room. Three boys sat there open-mouthed, their chins practically on the floor. Daniel was the first to move. He stood up, came over, hugged me, and whispered in my ear that things would be okay.
Chase suddenly said in an angry voice, "That rotten bastard! I knew Jeremy did something. I never trusted him. He is such a damned loser."
After the initial shock of my revelation had sunk in, we all sat there for a while and talked the matter through a bit. We decided that neither Daniel or I would or even could return to the Lawton house to live. Daniel volunteered to go and pick up our things. However, I didn't feel right about imposing Daniel on my dad in our small house. But Daniel was homeless since his stepfather had seen fit to kick him out of his own house. I decided the best thing to do was look for an apartment for both Daniel and me to live in. I was 18 and now had plenty of money from the legal settlements I had received. Besides, I just needed a place for about eight months as I would then be off to college. When I offered for Daniel to stay with me, he reluctantly accepted because he no place else to go.
When we started talking about apartments, Chase got a funny look on his face. He grabbed his phone off the table, called his dad, and they talked for a while. When he was finished, he closed the phone. "Jess," he said, "if you are interested, my dad has an open apartment in one of his buildings not too far from here. It's kind of middle of the road, but it may be what you are looking for. It's a two-bedroom apartment, already furnished, and it has a nice kitchen and good parking. The rent is $700 per month."
"Well, that sounds pretty good to me. I trust your judgment. If you think it's a good place, call your dad back and tell him I will take it," I said hastily.
Daniel started to protest about the rent. He said it was not fair for me to pay that much. I just brushed it off and motioned for Chase to call his dad back. Chase took his phone and walked to the corner of the room. He was still naked, and I looked. Well, who wouldn't--he had a great body. When Chase was done he said, "Okay, Jess, it's all set. I will give you the paperwork downstairs, and you can move in next weekend. Dad said you could use these two rooms until then. He will need a check for $700, and because you are a friend, he isn't going to charge you the usual security deposit. But you have not even heard the best part. You will be my neighbor! I live in the next apartment."
"Well, I guess that is taken care of then. It will be awesome having you as a neighbor. I am really happy that is out of the way," I said, smiling from ear to ear. That good news was enough to almost made me forget what had happened the night before.
We all stayed in the hotel the rest of the weekend just talking as friends. Chase got us some swimming suits so we could make use of the hotel pool and hot tub. That was so nice and relaxing. Daniel went to see Erik a couple of times. He decided Sunday morning would be the best time to go to the Lawton house as they would all be gone to church. We didn't feel we should be the one to tell them why we were leaving. That would be up to Jeremy to tell his folks. Daniel would just have to take a chance on running into Jeremy. But when he got to the Lawton house, the parents were both gone, and our old room was empty as well. Jeremy was gone. Daniel grabbed as much of our stuff as he could, just throwing it into the car.
It appeared as if Chris and Chase were quickly forming a bond that was more than simple friendship. It was good to see. At one point late on Saturday, Chase pulled Chris aside and talked to him privately. When they came back, Chris informed us that Chase had offered him a job. Chase said that he was going to have his dad fire Mary for what she did to us the night we first came to the hotel. Chase said that he had had enough of her bullshit. His dad now had all the grounds to fire her that he would need, and if he needed us as witnesses, we were there. He offered Chris the night front desk manager's job. It was more than he was making at the jewelry store, both pay and benefit wise. Plus, he would have a way better boss. I knew he was not happy at the store, so this was great news.
However, I knew that Monday would come all too soon. I would be going back to school. But I was determined not to let Jeremy bother me or get the best of me. I had to put him out of my mind and my life, and I was ready to move on. I needed to get on with it--there was no other choice. I could never see myself forgiving Jeremy for his transgressions.
When Monday morning arrived, Daniel and I were still at the hotel where we would remain until we could move into the new place. I knew my dad would be up early, called him and told him what happened so he would not worry. He said he would let me handle it however I wanted, but both Daniel and I were welcome to live with him. In the end, he said he would support our decision on the apartment.
The reason I was up so early was because of the fact I would come face to face with Jeremy. The funny thing was I somehow no longer cared. I had been hurt so much by Chad and his gang, I was going to be damned if I Jeremy Lawton and his roaming cock slow down my life and get in the way of my happiness.
I have to admit it was nice having Daniel around. He was so caring and kind. He heard me up and moving around. He also got up, and we talked for a while. Finally, we both showered and got dressed for school. We headed out of the Super Eight down to the parking lot. I had to ride with Daniel because I had not gone to get my car from Jeremy's house.
We drove to school together in Daniel's car. The ride was not all that long. Daniel parked in the lot, we were both sitting there. I took in a deep breath. I guess I was ready to start the day and see what trouble would come my way. Daniel took my hand, squeezed it, and said, "You ready for this, Jess? If you need me, just call my cell, and I will be there in a flash."
I grabbed the door handle and got out of the car. For some reason, I seemed to have a new confidence. I felt invincible, like nothing could stop me or take me down. It was like I was the captain of the football team--not the cheater Jeremy Lawton--and this was my school now. I held my head high walking in. I greeted people in the halls. I went to the commons to get a morning snack from one of the vending machines. I looked around the room. There were all the cliques sitting in their usual spots. The geeks were in the corner, the goths along the wall, the cheerleaders at one table, the stoners at another, and then I came to the jock table as I looked around.
There all of them were with their letterman jackets on. As I searched the group my eyes found Jeremy. He looked like hell. He was standing on the fringes of the group. He was not in his usual spot in the center, where the first string quarterback should be. He was quiet, not saying anything. He was standing there with his head down and his shoulders dropped. Then I got a look at his face when he raised his head for a moment. Jeremy had a very black eye and what looked to be split lip. He truly did look like hell. I wonder who he had been in a fight with or what had happened.
A part of me went out to him and wanted to know the details, but then I remembered what he had done to me. Fuck it! He made his bed; he can lay in it. I don't care what is up with him. As I was about to look away, Jeremy happened to look up and catch my gaze. He immediately got a pained look on his face. At that moment, Daniel came up to me along with a couple of other people. We made small talk about nothing important. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to look right into Jeremy's eyes ... his empty, lonely, dark eyes.
"Can we please talk, Jess?" he asked in a barely audible voice.
I just looked at him in disbelief. "No, I don't think we have anything left to say to each other. At least I don't have anything to say to you. And maybe you should have thought about talking instead of doing other things," I said with a sarcastic tone.
Jeremy put his hand on my forearm and was going to pull me away from the group. I jerked my arm away from him. It was an intense move that I think both took him by surprise and scared him. After all, how could someone defy the wishes of the great star jock of the school?
"Jess, please! We really need to talk this out," Jeremy begged.
I raised my voice this time. "No!"
Jeremy tried to do the same with my arm again and I had had enough. I jerked it away again, but this time I slapped the side of his face with an open hand. It felt damned good, like a much-needed release. Jeremy just took it and stood there. He had almost no reaction. I didn't care. I walked away.
That's when Daniel took over. He moved right in front of Jeremy and got squarely in his face. "I am only going to say this once, Jeremy. You leave him, me, and any of our friends alone. What you did was below anything anyone on earth could have done to anybody. You are truly scum, Jeremy. You got it?"
"He told you?" Jeremy asked, wide-eyed.
"Of course he told me. You expected him to deal with this on his own? What you did to him was worse than what that sick son of a bitch did to him weeks ago. Just leave us alone and slither back into your hole, Lawton."
Jeremy protested, "He still loves me ... I know he does. He will come back to me. You'll see. Jess is mine."
Daniel just walked away from Jeremy and caught up with me in the hall. He asked how I was. I told him truthfully I was fine with it and I didn't care what happened to Jeremy Lawton. The rest of the day went fine. A couple of different times I noticed Jeremy watching me or looking at me. He looked so sad and alone. That's exactly what he deserves, I thought. Maybe he could go back to Chad. I am sure he would have him. Of course what good would that do with Chad soon going to prison?
On Monday Chris went to the jewelry store he worked at and informed the owner that he would no longer be working there. The owner was more than happy to see Chris leave. It seemed he wasn't exactly happy with Chris once he found out that he liked boys more than girls. The same time that Chris was quitting his job, Chase was writing up a letter as to why Mary was being let go. Although he figured she might be the type that would cause problems, when he called her into the hotel office to give her the news, Mary made rude comments about being sick of working for a fag anyway and she stormed out of the hotel.
Once that was done Chase pulled out his cell and highlighted Chris's number. He was sent a text message: <Chris, the job is all yours. You start tonight at ten and work until six. You should be here by nine thirty the first night.>
Chris felt his phone vibrate. A few minutes passed before he flipped it open and read the message. A small smile formed on his face as he read the news. He replied:
<Excellent, I just quit my other job. I can't thank you enough. I will be there.>
<Chris you know if your not busy you could come early?!?!>
<Oh... how early would you like me to come?>
<Well... like in ten minutes.>
<Wow... Okay... Give me thirty minutes. I will be there. Where is there?>
<525... See you soon.>
Chris had a funny feeling about what was going to happen. He didn't know if it was going to be good or bad. He was definitely starting to have feelings for Chase, but he didn't know how it could possibly work out. Chase was a jock with a huge, beautiful body. Chase worked out religiously and was well-toned. He also had money. Chris thought to himself, Who am I, compared to that? Just a poor nobody.
Still, Chris hurried into the shower and scrubbed everything clean. He quickly dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He thought he should also take a change of clothes for work. He grabbed his black pair of pants and a white, button-down dress shirt, and then headed off to the Super Eight.
Chris parked several spaces away from the front door so he would not take up guest parking. He headed through the lobby to the elevator. A few seconds later, he stepped out on floor number five and headed down the hallway. When he got to room 525, he found was a small note on the door. It said, Come in--Make yourself at home.
Chris pushed on the door to find that the room was very dimly lit. He closed the door behind him. He walked in slowly and looked around the room. There was music coming from the player in the corner and two candles burning on either nightstand. Other than that, the room was empty. Chris sat down on the edge of the bed and kicked his shoes off.
He sat there with a small smile on his lips and only random thoughts in his head. The adjoining room door opened and Chase walked in. Chris could not believe what he saw when he looked up. There stood Chase--totally naked, with the exception of a black bow tie around his neck. All Chris could think about was how beautiful Chase was. He was all of six foot tall and seemed to have muscles upon muscles. His hair was medium length dark brown, wavy and unruly. It fit him perfectly. Then there were Chase's eyes--blue eyes you could jump in and get lost. He was perfect. Working down from his face was his strong, hairless chest with two perfectly erect hard nipples. Whether Chase's chest was smooth was natural or not, Chris didn't know and he didn't care.
There was a small treasure trail running from the belly button to a nicely groomed patch of hair surrounding his most awesome feature. Centered in this patch of hair were two perfectly shaped spheres that hung low in their nest. Immediately above the two orbs was an erection that pointed almost straight up. It was beautiful, cut, neither too large nor too small. Chris guessed it at about seven inches ... not that it mattered in the least.
Chris made it to his feet with his mouth hanging open in awe of the vision before him. He could not speak as Chase approached him.
Chase standing in front of Chris said, "I think you're a little overdressed, buddy." Chase reached out to unbutton Chris's jeans. They fell to the floor and his underwear soon followed. Chris took a step out of them, bringing him closer to Chase. Chase then helped Chris remove his shirt. He bent down slightly to the shorter boy and kissed him on the lips. His arms went around Chris's neck to hold him tightly. Chris followed with the same motion. Soon, the two were embroiled in a serious kiss. Their tongues darted back and forth between their two cavities as they tried to explore every inch they could. Chris by this time was also completely erect with his cock was pointing skyward. It was battling Chase's cock for position.
When they broke the kiss, mainly because they needed air, Chase looked at the boy before him. He was five foot seven and weighed about 140 pounds. He had neatly spiked medium brown hair and the deepest brown eyes to match. His body was toned, but not muscled. It was hair-free except for the pubic hair which sprouted a beautifully cut, seven-inch cock that was quite thick. All Chase could see was beauty, both inside and out.
Both boys breathed hard as they held each other. Before Chase moved in for another kiss, he said, "If you want me to stop, say so now."
Chris didn't have to utter a word. He closed the gap between the two of them and began a new round of kissing. This time he pulled Chase down on the bed on top of him. They wiggled and changed around to find the most comfortable position they could, but never let their lips separate. Both boys were extremely hard and aroused. The pre-cum was following from both of their raging hard-ons. The kissing duel continued as if neither one of them could get enough of the other.
Chase ended up lying on his back with Chris on top of him. Chase broke the kiss of passion long enough for him to get out, "Chris, please make love to me now. I need it. I need you! Please." Chris just smiled down at him. He knew he wanted this--no, he needed this--as badly or more so than did Chase. Chris's only fear was whether or not he could live up to the jock's expectations. Chris grabbed a pillow and motioned for Chase to raise himself up. Chris put the pillow under Chase's pelvis, which in turn pushed his amazingly hard, beautiful ass up in the air. His legs were splayed apart and pulled up a little, causing the crack of his ass to become open wide. This made his tight, pink, puckered rosebud anus come perfectly into view.
Chris was now in a kneeling position behind Chase. He lowered his face slowly, knowing that he was going to do his best to give his man the best time he ever had. Chris pushed his face forward so it was pushed up against his ass. He gently placed the tip of his tongue in the center of that beautiful pink circle. Chris began to gently caress his anus with all the care he could. Chase began to tense up and moan. "God, Chris, that feels so amazing. Please, never stop," Chase panted out.
It smelled so amazing, and it felt even better. Once Chris had given the exterior of Chase's ass a complete bath, he moved on. As Chase continued to wriggle, pant, and moan, Chris began spearing his tongue in and out of his partner's boy-cunt. Each time he forced it through Chase's tight sphincter, it caused Chase to gasp with even more pleasure.
In the position they were in, Chris was still enjoying himself beyond belief. Even though neither of them were doing anything to pleasure their hard ons at the moment, Chris's dick was stiff and hard as a board, the bottom side of it pressed flat against the bed beneath his belly. He could feel slight dampness from the massive amount of pre-cum that was being produced. Knowing that he was giving Chase amazing pleasure caused his extreme arousal.
"Awwww Weeeeee!" Chase squealed out, as Chris's tongue slid though his hole and traveled inside him as far as he could shove it.
"Fuck! You've got to stop! I'm gonna cum soon, Chris! Please put yourself inside me now. I can't take it anymore!" Chase exclaimed.
Chris pulled his tongue from Chase's asshole, sat up, and grinned broadly.
"Hang on," Chase gasped huskily, as he reached for a tube of lube that was in the drawer of the bedside table.
Handing it to Chris, he squirted a liberal amount of the lube into his right hand. Wrapping it around his rock hard cock, Chris started sliding it up and down, making sure he didn't leave any dry spots.
"Yooooooeeee Weeeeeee!!!!" Chase groaned a moment later, as Chris reached for his ass and slid a slippery index finger through his anus, shoving it deep inside him.
"MMMMMmmmmm!" Chase moaned euphorically, as he continued fucking him with one finger, adding another one as he stroked in and out of Chase's right with both fingers.
"Ohhh, Chris! C'mon! Give me your cock now!" Chase screamed out more urgently a minute later.
Smiling, Chris pulled his fingers from his lover's manhole as he moved into the proper position behind him. He leaned forward, holding the base of his twitching, angry, purple-headed cock between his index finger and thumb of his right hand, while the rest of his lubed fingers hooked under his ball sack. He directed the tip of his well lubricated cock up against Chase's prepared love opening. Chase smiled in anticipation of what he knew was about to happen.
"OOOOHHHHHHHhhhhhh!" Chase growled as Chris pushed forward. As the pressure increased there was a pop and the head at last rested inside of the man he was quickly falling for. Chris stopped to allow Chase's feelings to come to rest. Chase soon relaxed. Chris could tell when the tension in his face went away. He pushed again, sliding his hot, hard rod further into the opening and shoving it deep into Chase's rectum.
"MMMmmm!!!" Chase moaned as he continued taking Chris in.
"Oooooooooooohhhhhhh" Chris drawled softly as he felt his pubic bone press up against Chase's warm hot ass. He was inside him as far as he could get.
"Awwwwwwww!" Chase agreed as Chris held himself in place, buried deeply within him for a moment, letting the two of them get used to the amazing feelings they were experiencing together.
"Ready?" Chris whispered.
"Yeeaahh!" Chase growled.
He began to withdraw from him a little.
"OHHHhhhhh!!!" Chase groaned a moment later, as Chris stopped pulling out of him and reversed directions, plunging back up into him.
Chris started to thrust in and out slowly at a steady pace.
The room was then filled with continual sensual moaning and soft gasps from both boys.
About a minute later, Chris bent down to kiss his lover, as he continued the assault on his jock's ass. Chase returned the kiss with more passion than Chris had ever felt. He continued to pump in and out as he raised up. Chris took hold of Chase's hard member and began to stroke him. They were both in heaven. Chris was at a place he had not been in a long time, if ever.
Chase's body tensed slightly, and he gasped "I'm gonna cum, Chris!"
Chris could feel his anus clamping tighter around his pulsing penis. "Me, too!" Chris gasped, as the sweat trickled down his forehead and then rested on the bridge of his nose. A drop hung on the end of it for a second until it dropped off from his motion.
Soon, both boys returned to their primal ways. They no longer had control over their bodies at all. Nature had completely taken over. Chase wiggled his hips back and forth beneath Chris, trying desperately to get even more of him inside.
Then it happened. "Oh, fuuucckkkk!!!!" Chase yelled out suddenly. His face twisted as his body tensed up.
"Aawww, fuck!!" Chris also cried out as he felt Chase's sphincter clamp tightly around his shaft. He continued shoving his cock in and out.
"MMMMMMMmmmmmm!!!!" Chase hummed, as Chris felt volley after volley of his warm cum coating the insides of his lover's canal. He kept pumping in and out as long as he could. Soon, even the pillow beneath Chase became saturated with cum.
"Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!!!" Chase groaned, as he fired his own load of cum from his very hard penis. The first load came out like a rocket, hit him in the face, and left a string of thick white cum running from above his right eye, across his nose, and down to his lower lip. The second round landed lower on his chest. After that, the remaining five shots landed on his body. He was a mess, but a damned hot and sexy one.
Eventually, both orgasms ended. Chris relaxed and lowered himself to Chase's chest. licking up as much of his cum as he could. It was sweet tasting, sweeter cum than he had ever tasted before. Chris held it in his mouth, lowering himself to his partner's pulsing, stretched out love hole, which was trying to return to its original state. Chris extended his tongue into the opening gathering some of his fresh cum that was running out of Chase's orifice. He swirled the combined love juice around in his mouth. It was a deliciously sweet nectar. Chris made his way back up to the man he had just ravaged and came to rest his lips on Chase's. Chris gently touched his lips with his tongue, as if knocking to gain entry. That entry was both immediately granted and warmly welcomed. Chris moved the load he was carrying into his host's mouth and allowed him to also enjoy what Chris had been savoring.
They remained like that, kissing each other passionately with some of the combined cum running down their throats, and even more running down their faces. When they had exhausted their fun doing that, Chris pretty much collapsed on top of Chase.
Chase groaned, "Fuck, that was amazing! I have never had anyone do that to me with so much passion and love!"
"Oh, yeah!" Chris agreed, even though he sort of doubted that his performance had been that good.
They laid together, gently caressing and kissing each other, wallowing in all the cum they had just let loose.
"This is great!" Chase said, smiling, as both of them lay quietly with each other and enjoy their embrace. "Can we stay this way forever?"
Chris looked at him and said, "Do you really mean that?"
"Yeah, Chris. I mean that with all my heart. I know we have not known each other all that long, but I felt it from the start. You are special. I need you in my life. Will you be my boyfriend?"
Chris eyes began to well up with tears. As a lone teardrop trickled down his cheek, his voice cracked out, "Chase, I have been lonely for so long. No one has meant anything to me in a long time, until now. I feel this is so right! I need you in my life, too. I would love to be your boyfriend. I will be your geek if you will be my jock!"
Chase chuckled to himself. "You're not a geek, I promise, and I am not a jock any more. But if that's how you want it, I will be your jock as long as you promise to always be my geek."
"I promise," Chris eeked out.
"Well, we made a rather large mess here!" Chris said, frowning slightly, as he moved to get up.
Chase wrapped his arm around Chris and held him back. "C'mon, let's snuggle just a while longer." They were lying in bed, holding each other under the covers. Soon, both were asleep.
The day had been pure hell for Jeremy. When the school day was over, he didn't want to see or talk to anyone. He slammed his locker shut after changing from practice and headed out back to his vehicle. Once inside, he just sat there for a time, not knowing where he wanted to go or what he wanted to do. Jeremy thought to himself, Why in the fuck have I been so stupid? Yeah, Chad was my friend, but what he did to Jess was so wrong! Hell, it was wrong to do to anyone, the but fact he did it to my boyfriend is even worse. He was my best bud from the time we were little boys on ... what went wrong with Chad to make him do this? And hell, why would Chad let me fuck him? He isn't gay. He hates gays. Look what he did to poor Jess! Fuck, I am more confused now than ever. I miss Jess so much it hurts.
Not having any place to go, Jeremy just continued to sit there. Soon it was dark, and he fell fast asleep with his head on the window still in the school parking lot.
With a sudden knock on the window, Jeremy came around and opened his eyes. Looking back at him through the window was one of the school stoners. That's Ryan, Jeremy thought. Ryan had long dirty dark hair, and was dressed in torn grunge jeans and a t shirt with a leather jacket and boots. He had piercings from his ears to his eyes and lip, and who knows where the hell else.
Jeremy started the car and rolled down the window. Ryan spoke first. "You okay?"
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Jeremy sighed, "I guess... Ah, hell, not really, but what the fuck am I telling you for?"
"Well, I am not just some jerk, and you seemed to be in trouble. I mean, look at your face," Ryan spat back.
Jeremy just shook his head. "Sorry, man ... just in a mood."
Ryan ran around to the passenger side and opened the door getting in. "So, tell me what's wrong, Mr. Star Quarterback?"
"I don't know why I am telling you this, but what the fuck, at least you can listen. It's more than others are willing to do, somehow. I fucked up and cheated on my boyfriend, and now he wants nothing more to do with me. But I still love him."
"Yeah, I heard you turned fag."
Jeremy tensed up and clenched his fists as he stared angrily at Ryan.
Before Jeremy could speak, Ryan interjected, "Hey, big fella, no offense. I'm a fag, too, so it's all cool. I have no problem with it. In fact, I think I can help your little problem." Ryan motioned for Jeremy to start driving.
Jeremy started the car and headed out of the school lot. He asked, "So, where are we headed?"
To be continued...