The events described in this story are fictitious and have not and never will be a part of the programme. The characters are taken from the show `USA High' but they're actions in this story are not supported by the programme. USA High and all characters are copyright and trademarks of USA Network.
The school had closed for the summer, and most of the students had decided to return back home. Winnie, Lauren and Laz had gone back to the US and Ashley had returned to England. But both Christian and Jackson had their own reasons for staying in Paris.
Part One "Jackson wanna play some ball?" asked Christian as he headed to the door. "No, you go on, I think I'll stay and watch some telly" As Christian left the room, Jackson switched on the telly and sat back on the couch, but he wasn't interested in the telly. He was too depressed to watch telly. For a few weeks now Jackson had been having the same dream every night. But its not what he normally dreams about (girls and money), he's been dreaming about Christian. At first he felt horrible, he didn't want to dream about Christian, but then, as the dreams became frequent he knew exactly what it meant. He was falling in Love with Christian, and that had been the only reason why he decided to stay in Paris, he wanted to be as close to Christian as possible. But what he wanted could never happen, he could never have Christian, he could never kiss his beautiful lips, he could never caress that sexy body, and it hurt him. He had never felt like this about anyone, not even Lauren.
Then suddenly he made a decision, he would go back to the US and get as far away from Christian as possible, it may help him get over the German hunk. So he got up and opened the cupboard (that he shared with the other lads), he was looking for his passport, but instead the first thing he saw was a photo album. He picked it up, sat back on the bed and went through it; it belonged to Christian, with pictures of his family and friends. On the last page of the album there was a picture of Christian. Standing there smiling his beautiful smile at the camera, his chest exposed. It made Jackson weak in the knees, looking at his friend's outstanding beauty; he took the picture out of the album and replaced the album back in the cupboard. He lay back on the bed and stared lovingly at Christian's picture. "Oh Christian, baby I love you, if only I could touch you" he sighed, running his thumb over the picture. Just then the door slammed and Christian shouted Jackson's name. Jackson quickly slid the photo under his pillow and called out "I'm in here". Christian appeared with sweat glistening on his forehead and his muscular arms. Jackson moaned slowly, why did he have to go through this torture? "How was the game?" Jackson asked trying to get rid of the images running through his head. "Twas good Jackson, I turned them inside out" Christian said proudly. He then began to undress "I'm gonna take a shower", he stripped down to his boxers, Jackson looked at the gorgeous creamy bare flesh of his mate and instantly felt the increased weight in his shorts. Christian went into the shower and Jackson stood up and headed for the door, there was no way he was gonna sit around and wait for Christian to come out of the shower, with water dripping from his heavenly body, it will only make him more crazy. When Christian came out of the shower he was surprised to see that Jackson had gone, it was getting late, where could he have gone at this time? He wiped his body and got dressed, as he was zipping his pants he noticed something sticking out from under Jackson's pillow. Should he see what it was? No that would be wrong. But still he went over to Jackson's bed and lifted the pillow. He was surprised to see his picture, how did that get there? He shrugged his shoulders and replaced his picture back into the album. It was strange; he would have to ask Jackson about it. It was nearly midnight and Jackson hadn't returned, Christian was getting worried, it wasn't like Jackson to stay out this late. Then he heard the key turn in the door, Jackson was back. Christian closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Jackson came into the room, looked over at Christian, he looked so beautiful he thought. Oh how he wanted to sleep in that bed with him'. He closed his eyes as a wave of disappointment shot through him. He changed his clothes, noticing the hard on that was caused by Christian. He lifted his pillow to get the picture, he decided that he would go into the bathroom and jerk off on Christian's picture. But to his surprise the picture wasn't there, he looked around stupidly, where could it have gone? Christian was watching him now,
"what are you looking for Jackson?" Jackson jumped, turned around to face Christian "God, you scared me!" "What are you looking for?" Christian asked again. "Nothing" he lied. "Are you looking for my picture?" Jackson's felt a lump in his throat, his knees wobbled. Christian had seen the photograph!
To be continued...
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