Date: Thu, 30 May 2002 13:37:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Male Lover <sekretpower@yahoo.com>
Subject: Straight Jake 7 (Bisexual, High School)

Note:  Please do not proceed if you disapprove of male-to-male sex.  This
story is only a fictional work.  In reality, we need to be safe.  Use
protection.

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Title: Straight Jake 7

In the last installment, Jake asked Leo if Leo was in love with him.  This
installment continues where we have left Jake and Leo.


	It might have been a simple and straight answer to what Jake had
asked.  But I knew the answer I gave would mean a new direction in my life,
in Jake and my lives.  I wanted so much for him to know - for me to say
yes.  But I prayed that he would not freak out.  I prayed that a straight
guy like him would not leave me alone.
	'So, are you?' Jake asked again.
	What could I say?  Should I tell him the truth?  Would he accept my
feeling for him?  But my actions for the past few days had been too
obvious.
	If I were to tell him the truth, my only fear would be that it
would put strain on our relationship.  Jake needed sex, just as much as I
wanted to sex him.  But did he need me to put feelings into our
relationship?  Would he welcome the complication of a relationship?
Perhaps it would be just like Donna and I - pure sex, without commitment?
Would Jake want a commitment?
	If I were to lie, Jake could tell.  We had gone beyond the border -
too far to pretend that the relationship was all sex and nothing else to
me.
	And he asked.  He asked because he needed to hear the words from
me.
	This was the moment.  Things would change.  For the better, or for
the worse.
	'Why do you ask that?' I asked back, trying to delay.  My brain
waves rushed fast to think of something to say.  I scratched my head,
pretended not to understand him.  'Studying too much, have you?  Got too
many ideas now, huh?'
	Jake paused, seemed surprise in hearing my reply.  He was expecting
my answer, not avoidance.  There was a short moment of silence between us.
It was like a vacuum was building between where we were standing, slowly
sucking in the surrounding.
	His eyes were looking at mine.  I knew what they were searching for
- the truth.
	I forced myself to be strong.  I made eye contact with him, praying
that he would not know that I was hiding my feeling.  I needed him to
believe it was only sex.  Jake would never fall for me.  I could not afford
to make him be wary of me.  The feeling needed to be sacrificed.  Or
hidden.  I could not let Jake know that I was in love with him.  A straight
guy would never love a gay.
	I forced myself to chuckle.
	'What's getting into you?' I asked.
	'No, I just thought I should know...' Jake asked.  If he was
disappointed, I would not know.  If he was relieved, I could not tell
either.  His face was showing indifference.  I still had no idea if I had
played my card right.
	'Hmmm...' I hummed.  'I thought of it before too, but Jake... I
think this is not the right time to ask me.  I.. er.. I..' I tried to find
an excuse.
	'You're right.. you don't have to say anything, Leo,' Jake cut me
off.  He broke into a smile.  'Sorry I asked you... .' He shook his head.
His left hand rubbed the back of his neck as he broke into a chuckle too.
'I don't know what got to me...'.  He still got that wide smile on him.
	I was relieved.  The situation could have turned out ugly.  I was
scared.  Jake turned his face to me and gave me another smile.
	Oh God!  If only he was not good-looking....
	'I gotta go... I see you in school tomorrow,' Jake said, as he
turned, swung his bag onto his shoulder and left my room.
	His footsteps could be heard down the hallway, and gradually the
sound disappeared.
	I was still standing where I was when Jake left.  I felt stupid.  I
felt like an idiot.  I quickly rushed to the door, and closed it, fearing
that I had made a mistake.  Had I?  Oh God!  My whole knees felt weak, as
my mind replayed images of Jake leaving my room.  I felt empty.  I felt I
had betrayed him.
	My legs gave way.  My knees were too weak to hold me up.  I fell
onto my bed, sitting there blankly at where Jake was standing earlier.  I
buried my face in my palms - still contemplating my gamble just now.  Did I
blow the chance?
	My mind told me that I did.  That I should wait and see, and not to
rush, in case I would frighten Jake with the truth.
	My heart told me that I did not.  I wanted so badly for Jake to
know.


	The next few days were uneventful.  Since we knew about Lance, and
Colby, and also Steve, we were more aware of them.  My eyes seemed to
follow Lance whenever he walked pass, only to turn my eyes away when I knew
he was eyeing me.  I felt proud.  Lance thought I was hot enough to be
checked out.  Colby was still following me around.  He only disappeared
when Jake accompanied me.  I guess it must had been that Colby hardly went
to church and he was not comfortable seeing Jake.  Jake automatically
reminded Colby of Father Thompson.
	

	Father Thompson was still needed to serve out of his constitution
area, which was why I could go over during the weekend, and serve Jake.  He
was getting braver with me.  In the past, he was the shy one, and it would
take a minute or two into sex before he would transform into a passionate
sex-beast.  He would take over my lead and made me do things his way.  But
he was more open now.
	At times, he demanded me to go down on my knees and sucked him - in
the living room, in the bathroom, in the kitchen or anywhere one can think
of.  But most of the time it was I who helped myself to my man buffet, as I
forced Jake to lie down and ate him slowly.
	In fact, once after our swim practice, Jake purposely stayed back
and took a longer shower.  Colby was the only one left with us, and when
Jake stood in between Colby and I, Colby was a little intimidated and in
fear of my Jake that he quickly rinsed himself clean and made his way out
of the shower and locker room.
	I thought Colby would be impressed by what Jake had, but I guess
Colby was more disturbed by Jake's religious background to be turned on.  I
had to stay back, to accompany Jake, waiting for him to be done.  I only
knew the reason for the slow rinsing when he came over to me, put a hand on
the back of my head and pulled my head close to his right chest, offering
me his hardened nipple.  And then later, his hard 9 inches cock.  We had
sex that day in the open, the first since our early sexcapade by the
lakeside.  Jake was so turned on, he cummed hard.  So did I.


	Lori was still under the weather.  Donna was happy about that.  She
did not like it that Lori was over the moon sexing me and my 7 inches tool,
and lived every school day to show her happiness about it.  And now that
the table was turned, Donna was proud that she had a boyfriend now and Lori
was alone (although Donna was worried that someone would tease her about
not being able to be satisfied with her boyfriend's small dick).
	Lori asked her close mates to ask me if I would take her back.  I
had considered.  I missed fucking.  Don't get me wrong.  I loved Jake
screwing me.  Having his hard body pressed against mine, with his groin
bumping and humping against my ass was wonderful.  But I felt a little
incomplete that I would have to use my own hands to release my own tension.
	Having Lori's cunt to plough would be good, since that I did not
have the access to Donna's anymore.  Sex was sex, but having Donna's
boyfriend rearranging my face if he were ever to find out was an important
issue.  Even if Donna were to break up with her boyfriend, I did not see
him as someone who was willing to let go of her.
	I sighed.  I was destined to be really alone in this department.
But then again, I knew this was a great worthy sacrifice.  Having Jake was
more important to me.  I had to be more selfless.
	I asked Tina, Lori's messager if Lori was REALLY feeling terrible.
Tina nodded.  Lori's friends had been treating me better since Lori's mess.
When Lori first wanted to break up with me, they were eyeing me like a
wasteful product - hanging around although rejected, slash dumped.  But now
that they knew Lori wanted me back, they, including Tina, treated me like
an important client, one not to be offended.
	I asked Tina who was it that really broke her heart.  I knew it was
not me.  I was only a second best.  Tina hesitated.  I asked if it was
Greg.  Tina nodded, after contemplating whether to reveal the truth or not.
I did not blame Lori.  I would have a hard time rejecting Greg too, if he
were to come on to me.
	But for now, knowing that I had Jake, I was 'complete'.  No, I
could not take Lori back.
	But that came the question.  How could I tell Jake, without scaring
him away?  How could I know if he was okay with it?  I feared him leaving
me.


	One Friday evening, a few weeks later, I came to school to fetch
Jake.  Jake was going to stay in my place.  Jake had stayed back, because
he had a project to do with his club committee members.  I was late, 30
minutes late.
	When I reached the school, Jake was already waiting at the
staircase.  He smiled when he saw me.  I returned his smile.
	I had no fear of him cheating on me, although we had no confirmed
relationship.  Our discussion on my jealousy had helped.  Although Jake did
not have to, he tried to show to me that I had nothing to worry about.  He
did not tell me anything, but at times when he saw me, he gave me that look
that he was glad to see me.  He was sweet.
	Although he thought I did not know, I was aware of his concern with
my reaction when a girl hung around him too long.  As if wanting to tell me
that there was nothing going on, he made the effort to come over, and made
me dwelt in conversation with him.
	I had lost the worrying feeling that he would like a girl soon
enough to cut our sexcapades short (I had to be realistic that he would
eventually get tired of gay sex and wanted a straight sex, since that he
was a straight).  But he made no attempt in finding a girl, and focused his
time on his studies, other social activities and me.  Yes, he actually MADE
time for me.
	Jake told me that his club project was over but he needed to carry
some stuff back.  He wondered if I could give him a hand, in carrying the
stuff to my car.
	Together, we carried 3 boxes, and put them in my trunk.  The boxes
were dirty, so the obvious thing to do next was to head to the bathroom to
wash our hands.  On our way out, as we joked and kidded around in the
school hall, we could see a female figure near the school's main door.  She
was struggling, as she carried a box too big for her size.
	Jake, being the nice person he was, rushed over.  I joined him as
we dashed to the door.
	'Miss Jenkins?' I opened my mouth as the recognition struck.
	Her head turned to face us, as her body tried to balance itself.
	'Oh hi, boys...' she said, surprised to see us in the school at
such an odd hour.  'Still here?'
	'Yeah.. you too,' Jake answered.
	She flashed us a smile, some thing so sincere, and yet it looked so
sexy.  Since Jake and I first saw her naked, fucked by Steve Rykes, we had
not looked at her in the same way.  Before, we were crazy about her.  She
was the youngest female teacher in the school.  She was in her late 20's,
but anyone could have mistaken her for a 24.  And the fact that she was
blessed with busty boobs and slim figure, it was not surprise that she made
History (subject) fun again.  The guys were very much attentive in her
class - to the move of her body, not so much of what she was teaching.
Yup, she stirred so much hatred among the girls in the classes.
	But since that Jake and I had already seen the naked side of her,
our visualisation of her nakedness in class was more accurate.  I would
imagine her tits and much more, as my eyes burned through her dress.  I
knew Jake was too, although he dared not to admit to me.  And if I was not
wrong, she was still eyeing me as well.  I knew she had the hots for me,
although I was pretty younger than her.  Maybe she was one of those who
liked young guys, and heaven knew I loved girls, no matter what age, as
long as they looked hot.
	'Why are you still here?  Aren't you supposed to be out with your
boyfriend?' I teased.  We laughed a little, because we all knew she did not
have one, although she was courted by countless guys.  She was not the type
to settle down for just simply any guy.  With her look, and her body, we
knew she was waiting for Mr. Right - sensitive, thoughtful, romantic,
brainy, brawn, tall, dark, handsome and pretty loaded - with money, cars, a
nice mansion and credit cards.
	Jake immediately reached out to help her, to carry the box but she
turned the box away from his hand.
	'It's ok, Jake... I can manage..' she said, although it looked like
she was having trouble.
	'What's in there?' Jake asked.  I was puzzled.  What was with the
rejection of the offer?
	'Oh... nothing....' she answered, a little too quick.  Her tone was
sharp.  She looked like she was afraid we would ask more.
	Jake and I stepped back.  We thought we were not welcomed.
	She read our thoughts fast.  Her face expression changed.  She
seemed regretting her action.
	'It was nothing, boys... I just.. err.. I..' she struggled to
answer, as she turned her head back to the box she was holding, and
realised that her stammering gave her away again.  She sighed.  It looked
like she gave up.  She tried to lower her box to the ground.  I reached out
and helped to place it down.  It was light - a big box but lighter than it
had looked to be.
	'Boys.. if I tell you, will you keep it a secret?' she asked, as
she straightened her body up, and her dress down.  Her eyes alternated
between Jake and I.  My eyes were alternating between her left breast and
her right.  I believed Jake was doing the same too, when we knew Miss
Jenkins was not noticing.
	'Promise,' I said.  Jake said the same too, but the request for
secrecy made us more puzzled.  It could be heard in our replies.
	'This is my last day,' she said, softly.
	'What?!' Jake and I answered, simultaneously.
	'Calm down, boys... calm down.  Before you ask me anything, I gotta
tell you this.  It is an emergency.  I have to leave.  I knew about it only
this morning - something got to do with my brother in Arizona.  I am needed
there.  Nothing serious, but important enough.'
	'Does the school know about this?' Jake asked.
	We were indeed surprised.  No more Miss Jenkins.  No more
interesting History.  No more babe teacher.  No more busty breasts to stare
at.  This was going to be a nightmare.
	'Er.. no...' she said.
	'Why?' I asked first.
	'They won't let me go this soon.  So, I applied for leave.. and I'm
not... coming back,' she answered, as she swallowed the last word.
	'Oh...' was all I could mutter.  Jake and I knew we would miss her.
	'When are you leaving?  Are you coming back at all?' Jake asked.
The 'coming back' was referring to her returning to our town.
	'Tomorrow.  And I don't know how to answer the second one,' she
answered.
	'I see,' Jake said.
	We stood there, quiet for a few moments.  Jake and I, still
thinking of what to ask, and Miss Jenkins, waiting to be asked.
	'Packed your things yet?' I asked.
	'No..' she sighed.  She shook her head, must be thinking of all the
loads she had to go through.
	'Need any help?' Jake asked.  I was about to ask the same.
	She looked at us, as if a hope was offered to her.  'Do you boys
think you could help?  I promise to pay...' she said.
	'No, we'll be glad to,' Jake answered again, as he turned to me, to
see my reaction.  I nodded, to show him, and Miss Jenkins, that I was
offering my help too.
	'Oh!  Thank you, boys!  I can't tell how relief I am!  Thank you!
Thank you!' she said.
	Jake and I helped to carry her box to her car.  She told us that
the moving truck would be coming by 11 am the next day.  And she would need
to drive to the city to catch her flight.  She would have to deal with her
car days later.  From her information, we figured that she would have to
leave her house by 5.30pm.  But it was not the flight she was worried
about.  She was worried about the moving truck.  She was worried that she
would not be able to pack on time.
	We told her that we would drop by after dinner, to see what we
could do to help.  She thanked us and offered to treat us dinner.  I told
her it was not necessary.  She could consider this as our present to her
for all the classes she taught us.  She smiled and thank us profusely
again.  She looked more happy and relieved now.


	When we showed up, we tried hard to focus on the job that was
needed to be done.  Miss Pamela Jenkins had always have this sensual aura
enwrapping her and her moves.  It took Jake and I all our courage not to
undress her with our eyes the whole time she walked or ran pass us.  She
gave us the tasks of packaging the heavier stuff while she handled the more
private items.  We worked hard, and by the time she felt we should go back
to our homes, we managed to get 60% of her stuff packed up in boxes
God-knows where she got them from.
	We promised that we would be there the next morning at 8am, to help
her again.  She invited us over for breakfast.
	That night Jake fucked me hard.  I knew he was very much turned on
by Miss Jenkins.  I was too.  My anus hurt from the consistent and hard
pounding from Jake's mantool.


	The morning was less bearable than the evening before.  Not only my
ass was hurting (sweet Jake tapped me on my ass a few times, seemed
apologetic of his hungry desire the night before), sweat was getting in our
way of working.  Since that Jake and I handled the heavier stuff, our
clothes were soaking with sweat soon enough.  Even Miss Jenkins was having
problem with the hot weather.  Already dressed only in really short cut-off
jeans, she pulled her buttoned long-shirt out of the short.  Half an hour
later, she was tying the ends of her shirt into a knot, revealing her fair
stomach and belly button to Jake and I, two boys who would be willing to be
sex slaves for her any time, any day.
	After she carried a box out to the driveway, she walked into the
kitchen to get us cold drinks.  She told us to make ourselves at home and
take off our T-shirts if we wished to.  Without waiting for our replies,
she took off, back into her room to clear her stuff.  Jake and I looked at
each other, and thought that Miss Jenkins' suggestion was probably the only
wise thing to do.  It was not helping much to move around in warm and wet
T-shirts.
	I was definitely getting Miss Jenkins' attention with my topless
body.  When she walked out of her room in the following round, I could see
her stunned face expression when her eyes were feasting on our topless
bodies.  I thought she was going to drool when she saw the our exposed
biceps, developed chests and lean stomachs.  She was impressed with Jake's
too, but I caught her eyes checking me out more.  I was surprised.  I would
have believed Jake would be any girl's type, not me.


	The pizza guy came and dropped our lunch and left.  The moving
truck came and left by 1.20am.  The last task was to stuff her other things
into her car.  She still had a few bags with her.
	'Thank you, boys... I can't tell you how grateful I am,' Miss
Jenkins said.  We were sitting on her naked living room.  Jake and I were
topless, with our backs on the wall.  She sat in front of us, with her legs
stretched out.  Her arms stretched straight behind her, supporting her body
up.  She tossed her head back, turning her head from left to right,
releasing the stress from her aching neck.  When she did that, she allowed
us a cheap and long admiration of her covered busty breasts.  We were so
admiring the sizes.  I stole a look at Jake.  He smiled.  He was enjoying
it.  I was too.
	'Ahh... I gotta clear this mess..' Miss Jenkins sighed, after she
sat straight up.  She tried to gather the pizza box and the paper cups.  I
quickly offered my assistance.  Both of us got up, leaving Jake to rest.
He was playing cards, matching the numbers and colour.  Although Jake
wanted to help, I told him to continue.  Miss Jenkins and I had everything
covered.


	'Are you staring at my breasts?' Miss Jenkins asked as she looked
at me through the kitchen mirror.  I was busted.  I was looking at her big
breasts through the mirror.  I was so turned on that I forgot she could
catch me easily.
	I blushed.  No point in denying.  It was obvious.
	'My, my!  I did not know that I've a secret admirer!' Miss Jenkins
teased me.
	She turned around and faced me, leaning her back on the sink ledge.
She raised her index finger and ran it down the outline between my chests,
and then down to my hard stomach.
	'Such a pity that I'm leaving... we could have something
together...' she said, as she raised the fingertip to her lips and sucked
it.
	My cock found life immediately.  It was growing.  And the fact that
I was so close to her, I could almost smell her breasts.
	I just smiled.  I did not know what to say.
	'And a pity too that we're not alone now,' Miss Jenkins said,
referring that Jake was there too.  'I sure would like to thank you
personally,' she said, as she ran her hand on my hair, causing me to
shiver.
	I was in lust.
	'Jake?' I asked her.
	She nodded her head, telling me of our barrier.
	'What do you have in mind?' I asked her.
	'What - do - YOU - have - in mind?' she whispered back, seductively
into my left ear.
	I had to swallow my saliva.  I felt myself breathless when her
covered breasts pressed up against my naked torso.  As she stepped back, my
eyes were on her cleavage.
	'Hmmm.. interested in my breasts, huh?' she asked.
	I blushed again.
	'Well, after all your hard work,' she whispered again, as she ran
the back of her hand on my jaw-line slowly, from my right ear to my chin,
'I'm cruel for not showing my gratitude.  But...'
	'...but there's Jake,' I cut in.
	She nodded.  I hoped she was not suggesting me to get rid of Jake.
I could not do that.  I did not know the reason why she had found me more
attractive than Jake.  Maybe she liked a blonde.  Although I was flattered,
it had to be Jake and me all the way, or nothing at all.
	I understood her fear of Jake.  Who would dare to mess with the son
of the chief priest in our town?  Anyone but me, of course.
	It was almost like a good deal disappearing.
	'Why not include Jake?' I asked.
	'Him?' she asked, surprised.
	'We ain't telling anyone anything 'bout you leaving.  Why not
include this?' I asked, whatever 'this' deal was supposed to be.
	'Hmmm...' she hesitated - the 'Father Thompson' factor.
	I told her that I would ask Jake, making it sounded like it was my
idea.  If Jake disagreed, then Jake and I could leave.
	A smile formed on her lips.  'Hmmm.. two young guys at the price of
one?  I don't think I could resist..' she teased, biting her index finger
lustfully.  Her other hand reached out and pinched my left nipple, a
reminder that I should convince Jake.  Somehow, I knew she was more eager
to focus on me.


	I went to Jake.  It took me awhile to convince him, as he was
afraid of the idea.  He was scared to do something like that.  I looked at
the cards he was holding.  I asked if he was okay with just strip poker.
Jake hesitated, but agreed eventually.
	I hurried to shut the front door, and closed the curtainless
windows.  I did not want any voyeur, although I, myself enjoyed being one.
	When I entered the kitchen, Miss Jenkins was sitting on the
cabinet, waiting.  She looked up and smiled when she saw me.  She was
beautiful.  And gorgeous.  And I wanted so badly to see her naked breasts
and pussy up close, even if there was no sex.  I told her about Jake's fear
and how I managed to get him to agree to strip poker.  She agreed, but she
was wondering why I did not just send him home.
	I told Miss Jenkins that Jake had helped a lot, and just like any
other guys, both of us had the hots for her.  So, it would be unfair for me
to enjoy anything more than him.  Of course I left out the part that I
would not do anything without Jake.
	She looked unconvinced that I would go through all the effort for
Jake, instead of enjoying the fruit alone.  But she forced a smile out,
willing to play the kiddy game, as she wanted to see more of me.  Or should
I say less.
	

	We approached a shy Jake.  As he made eye contact with Miss
Jenkins, he nodded blushfully of his willingness to join in the game.
	'No telling anyone,' Miss Jenkins said to a nodding Jake.
'Especially your father.'  Jake smiled, understanding her fear.  He would
be afraid too if his father were to find out.
	I was happy, smiling away, as the deal was on.  I had Jake with me,
and both of us would get our dream come true - to see Miss Jenkins naked.
	The rule was simple.  One clothing item for each loss.  The one
with the most points in hand would have to strip.  But what become a
disadvantage was that Jake and I were already topless, and from what we
could see, Miss Jenkins had 4 pieces on.  Jake and I had only two each -
our jeans and briefs.
	Miss Jenkins was the first to lose, which was bad news, for us.  As
soon as her shirt came off, Jake and I lost our concentration.  Jake was
the poorer player, or should I say, the one who had heavier crush on Miss
Jenkins.  He could not concentrate.  By the time he took his jeans off,
Miss Jenkins eyes went really wide, seeing the outline of his giant 9
inches, hard in the brief.
	I was very much turned on too, which was why I lost the next game,
due to too much distraction - Miss Jenkins' boobs and Jake's hard dick.
Miss Jenkins was so determined for me to lose the next round.  Although she
was beginning to have more interest in Jake, she was still on to me.
	And I did lose.  I had to strip my jeans off, which made Miss
Jenkins so happy that she was laughing as she clapped, cheering me on to
give her a strip dance.  I did, even showing my shaking ass to Jake, which
made Miss Jenkins laughed even more, she rolled on her back.  Jake was
blushing.  I was high.  And Miss Jenkins' eyes were undressing my groin
this time.  I could feel the stare of her lust.  My cock was straining
hard, just like Jake's.
	Miss Jenkins lost the next round, and instead of fulfilling our
wish of seeing her breasts free, she took her cut-off off.  That left her
covered by her black, lacy undergarments.  My eyes were visualising her
cunt, and I knew Jake was doing the same.
	Jake lost the next round, and off his brief.  His big boner flopped
down, as he slipped his brief off, shyly.  Miss Jenkins let out a whistle,
which made Jake blushed even more.  Rules or not, she reached out and
grabbed his hard shaft, which made Jake jumped.  She murmured a wow.
Instead of jealous, I was proud that the piece of meat was mine.
	I tried to concentrate hard on the game.  I really wanted her to
take off that bra.
	Jake got used to his nakedness, and his hardness had calmed down,
but it still looked like a big, thick snake, on his thigh.  I knew Miss
Jenkins' eyes were on the monster.  This should give me an advantage of
winning, if she was not concentrating on the cards.
	No one warned us that elder ladies were experienced in most things,
including card games.  I lost.  My brief was off, and my 7-inch hard dick
was offered for her eyes to see.  She did a whistle too, and her eyes made
contact with mine.  They were telling that before she could catch her plane
later that day, I would sure be hers to be devoured.  My dick twitched at
the message.  She went wow again.
	Jake saw the chemistry between us, but said nothing.  I knew he
would never be jealous.  Or would he?
	We played, but it was Jake's turn to lose.
	'Hahaha.. loser!' Miss Jenkins laughed, causing her breasts to
shake in front of our hungry eyes.  Even Jake chuckled, hiding his fear
because he did not know what rule come next.
	'Hmmm... I guess you have to do something, since that you're
already naked, right, Leo?' Miss Jenkins asked.
	'What do you want him to do?' I asked her, since that she was the
winner.
	'Why don't you unhook my bra, Jake?  Do you think you have the guts
for that?' Miss Jenkins challenged him.  It was an offer could not be
refused.  The hook was in front, and sandwiched real tight between her
boobs.
	'Ahem... sure!  Why not?' Jake answered, after he cleared his
throat.  Jake got up, and knelt on his right knee.
	Miss Jenkins just sat right there, waiting to see if Jake would
complete his forfeit.
	Jake's hands was clearly shaking lightly as his fingers went nearer
to her breasts.  I was watching him.  His dick was recovering back to its
full-length hardness.  If Miss Jenkins was not there, I would have jumped
on that giant.
	As Jake's fingers brushed her breasts, Miss Jenkins sighed, causing
Jake to retreat.
	'Sorry!' he said, embarrassed.
	'For what?  Don't be silly, Jake!  I'm waiting...' Miss Jenkins
said.
	Jake suddenly realised that he had not seen my reaction to all
this, and he wondered if I was upset.  He looked at me, and I gave him the
eye that he should go ahead, before lowering my eyes away.  It was too
obvious in front of Miss Jenkins if Jake were to check with me often, if I
was alright with him nearing a girl.  I was afraid Miss Jenkins would see
our reaction.  And when I looked up, as Jake's fingers moved closer to Miss
Jenkins' breasts, I saw her eyes.  She saw our eye contact.
	She still had that puzzle look, over our closeness, but she gave me
a smile.  Her attention went back to Jake's fingers pressing against her
big breasts as he tried to unhook the bra.  She even pushed her body out,
teasing nervous Jake.
	'First time, Jake?' she teased.
	'Yes..' Jake stammered, as he chuckled.  His eyes alternated
between the hook and her breasts.  It took him a few seconds longer, before
Miss Jenkins' bra snapped open, freeing her breasts.  Since that her breast
cups were still on, and she did not intend to remove her bra (she said she
had not lost yet), we were only given sneak preview of her tits.
	Jake gasped.  So did I.
	'Okay.. now, it's obvious that you two have nothing more left to
offer me.  And I know you two still want to see my pussy... isn't that
right, Leo?' she asked, to which I nodded my head.  'Well, if we're gonna
continue playing, new rule.  If any of you lose, you have to do what I
said, okay?'
	I looked at Jake, wondering if he would back out.  He looked at me
puzzle, waiting for an indication from me.  Miss Jenkins saw that.
	I had no problem.  I said yes.  Jake followed my lead.
	'Are you sure, Jake?' Miss Jenkins asked him.  I was not surprise,
as she would have believed that he was a virgin and this type of thing
might be gross for him.
	Jake nodded again.
	'Okay then, let's play...' Miss Jenkins said.
	And we played.  Miss Jenkins won.  I had the most points, which
meant that I had to do what she said.  And believe me, I was ready to eat
her.  I knew Jake would be jealous, as he would want that too.
	'Good.. now, why don't you ... hmmm.. let me see.. what I could ask
you to do....' Miss Jenkins said, playing with me, causing more suspense.
Even to suck her tit.  One would do.  That would make my day.
	She pretended to play with the locks of her hair, as she pretended
to think.  Her boob was exposed, and Jake and I were not paying attention
to her much anymore.  Our eyes were peeking at her exposed tits.
	'You know what really turns me on?' she said at last, bringing our
attention to her pair of eyes, instead of her pair of wonders.
	'I want you...' she said to me, as she pointed her index finger at
me, '..to kiss him.  On the lips!' Miss Jenkins continued, as she
redirected her pointing to Jake.
	Jake seemed to be in shock at her request.  I was too.
	'Oh, com'on!' Miss Jenkins persuaded.  'You guys liked to see girls
kiss, right?  Well, I like to see guys kissing.'
	My eyes turned to Jake.  I did not know whether we were gonna do it
or not.  It was not about revealing ourselves to Miss Jenkins only.  Since
the last time I had kissed Jake, I never dared to try again.  Jake did not
respond to my kiss the last time.  It was painful to kiss someone I was in
love with, to find out that he did not feel the same.  It was all said in
the kiss.  I had kissed him.  He did not kissed back.
	Miss Jenkins saw the hesitation in our faces.  She leaned forward.
Her open bra widened, baring more of her busty breasts.  I had to swallow
my saliva, to clear my throat.  She was trying to tempt me.  It was
working.  Her wonderful boobs were calling out to me, telling me to go for
it - kiss Jake.
	I turned to face Jake again.  His eyes were sucking in,
shamelessly, the sight of Miss Jenkins' assets.  He was mesmerised.
	'So, guys?  If I lose the next round, I'll do anything.
A-NY-THING!' she emphasised, as one hand reached up and cupped her breast,
pushing the full breast up like an offering.  Her pink round tit was
tempting us.  I wanted her badly.
	I moved my body closer to Jake.  Jake was surprised by move, and he
jolted a little.  But after the jolt, he did not seem to try to get away
from me.  I was not going to take a no now.  I desperately wanted the game
to continue.  I needed to fuck Miss Jenkins and Jake's shyness or
unwillingness should not be in the way.
	His eyes watched my lips as my face drawn closer to his.  My breath
became heavier as my face got closer to his.  It was like the only sound I
could hear was my own breathing.  Jake looked scared.  So was I.  I did not
hold his shoulder.  Neither did I touch any other part of his body.
	I leaned forward, closed my eyes and kissed my Jake.  I kissed him
on his lips.  It was just like before.  He did not kiss back.  As my lips
brushed against his lower lip, I shuddered.  Even until now, the touch of
him electrified me.  I felt his breathing on me, as much as mine on him.  I
shivered.  And I knew he knew.
	As I retreated, my eyes opened to see Jake was doing the same.  He
had accepted my kiss with his eyes closed.  What did that mean?  But his
passive act on the kissing reminded me that I was only dreaming, hoping for
the impossible.
	I needed to double check with reality.
	Miss Jenkins' holler stopped me from my wondering.  I turned to
face her.  Jake and I just blushed and smiled.  We got her hot.  Her
panties was still on, but her right hand had slipped in.  She was already
fingering her pussy.  She pulled her hand out, and put her middle finger
into her mouth, slowly sliding the finger out.  My thick cock was straining
hard.  It was pointing up.  So was Jake's.
	We played another round.  I won.  Jake had the most points.  So, I
had to forfeit Jake.
	'Kiss Miss Jenkins.'  I could have said 'kiss me', but I knew it
would be the same as before - a cold kiss.  And somehow, I knew that Jake
wanted to feel Miss Jenkins.  I had to choose.  I could choose to be
ignorant of my best friend's desire, or I could help him.  Since Donna, I
knew Jake wanted to feel another girl.  It was a hard choice, but I chose
to be selfless.
	Jake was surprised by my choice of forfeit.  He looked at Miss
Jenkins.  She had already wore a sexy, lustful look n her face, inviting
him.  She spread her legs and used her index finger to gesture Jake to come
close.
	'Let me show you how to kiss...' Miss Jenkins teased, seductively.
	Jake looked at me, and I gave him the go-ahead sign.  His
hesitation vanished when he saw that I was serious with the challenge.  He
picked himself up and moved closer to Miss Jenkins.
	Jake knelt in front of Miss Jenkins' opened thighs.  He was not
sure how to make the first move.  Miss Jenkins was still waiting, but
smiling away.  Her eyes hungrily eyed Jake's hard body and even a harder
thick, long cock.  Jake leaned forward, copying what I had done on him
earlier, although he looked nervous, as if he was worried of mistakes.
	Miss Jenkins took advantage of Jake's unprepared position by
lunging forward, wrapping her arms around Jake's body and pulled him
forward.  As Miss Jenkins lower her body onto the floor, she pulled a
surprise Jake along.  Jake lied on top of Miss Jenkins.  His hard body
pressed onto Miss Jenkins' firm breasts.
	I thought I felt a spang of jealousy, and lust.  The latter seemed
to overshadow the former.
	Jake was surprised by Miss Jenkins' move, and before he could
react, Miss Jenkins put a hand behind the back of his head, and pulled it
closer to her.  Her lips parted and engulfed both lips of Jake's at once.
Jake looked like he was surprised, and tried to push away.  Miss Jenkins
did not let go.  Her arms wrapped the back of his shoulders and held him
still, as she tried to bring Jake's passion alive through her lips.
	Jake's resistance faded away as Miss Jenkins repeatedly kissed him
hard, moving her lips all over him.  Jake's body was no longer struggling
to be free, and I could see his hand holding her shoulder.  I knew and
could imagine his hard cock twitching, pressed against Miss Jenkins.
	Although Jake had not resisted, I could see he was not kissing back
either.  He pulled his lips away, looking at a smiling and satisfied Miss
Jenkins.  He implanted another gentle kiss on her lips, and tried to pull
away as Miss Jenkins offered her tongue for French-kissing.  Jake pulled up
and broke away from her arms.
	'What about you?  Are you just gonna watch?' Miss Jenkins asked me.
I still had this weird idea that she had more hots for me.
	I lunged at her opening arms, as Jake moved his ass away from her.
I attacked her lips.  It was sweet, moist with hers and Jake's saliva.  As
I kissed her, I thought of Jake, being there where I was now.  My hard cock
pressed hard on her, and I could feel her wriggling her hips to feel my
manhood.  Her wriggle caused her firm, luscious breasts to rub on my naked
chests.  Each feel of her tits on my naked skin made me shiver.
	She french-kissed me, something she failed to do on Jake.  I
responded, exploring her tongue with mine.  Her body moved around, rubbing
her breasts and tits on mine, as I lied on top of her.
	Jake was watching us all the time.  His hand was stroking his cock.
This was the first time I had caught Jake stroking himself.  He would never
dare to do such an act in the past.  But he was clearly turned on.  I did
not know whether it was Miss Jenkins' body, or was it my bubble butt that
made him excited.  As if he knew what I was thinking, he suddenly became
embarrassed and moved his hand away.
	My hand was busy feeling Miss Jenkins' breasts and slipped down to
pull her panties off.  Miss Jenkins and I both struggled, with our tongues
battling one another, tried to get her naked.  Jake got the message and
stripped her panties off.  Her pussy was visible to Jake, making him more
excited.  And my 7 inches dick was a few inches away from the paradise
hole.
	I kissed her as I entered her.  Her moan became louder as I humped
her pussy hole with my rockhard cock.  I did not want Jake to be left out
too long.  I lifted my body up, as I kept my cock buried inside our
teacher's cunt.  I continued my rhythm of fucking her, causing her to sigh
and moan.
	Jake knew what he had to do.  He moved his hips nearer, to where
Miss Jenkins' mouth was.  She reached out and grabbed Jake's dick and
engulfed my best friend's dick with her mouth.  Jake started fucking her.
	In our sexventure with Miss Jenkins, something felt amiss.  I
longed to fuck a girl, but yet when this was happening, I missed the feel
of Jake's body near me.  I could see him, but I could not touch him.
	It was indeed so near and yet so far.
	Jake looked at me, as Miss Jenkins continued to devour his cock.
As she moved back and forth her mouth on Jake's cock, Jake sighed ecstasy,
but his eyes peeped at my reaction.  I wondered if he was worried that I
might be jealous.
	I was indeed jealous someone was touching Jake.  Someone was
feeling what should be accessible only to me.  But I needed to fuck so
badly, I could not afford to be greedy for myself and yet expect Jake not
to be having fun.  It was like I could cheat, but he could not.
	I forced myself to smile, to let him know it was a cool thing, to
be banging our teacher.  My smile was fake.  He could see through.  His
smile, was a fake one too.
	The excitement and Miss Jenkins' moans stole our attention back to
our naked bodies and our humping.  Jake and I felt Miss Jenkins'
everywhere, especially her breasts.  We both were indulging in her twin
wonders.
	I cummed soon.
	As my cum erupted from my cock, filling her pussy, I sighed a great
relief.  It had been so long since I fucked one.  I must had sighed loud,
because by the time I opened my eyes, Jake was looking at me in a strange
way.  I raised my eyebrows, asking what.  He just shook his head, and
smiled another fake smile.
	I was not done.  I wanted more.  I climbed on top of Miss Jenkins
and began to fuck her breasts.  I cupped her breasts close together, and
began to slide my cock to and fro.  Jake got up and knelt behind me.  It
was not to fuck me, but to fuck Miss Jenkins.  Miss Jenkins moaned louder,
as Jake's bigger dick penetrated into her.  I suspected it was not so
painful for her, as she had been fucking with Steve Ryker, who had the same
size dick as Jake.
	I could not see Jake, but the breasts clenching my cock was good
enough to keep me entertained.
	Sometimes, I swore I could feel Jake's breathing on my back, as he
thrust himself into Miss Jenkins.  His thrust rocked Miss Jenkins' so hard
that I could feel the motion under my spread thighs.  I closed my eyes and
imagined Jake's ecstasy as he filled Miss Jenkins' up.  I could not do
that.  Jealousy was there again.  It was too obvious.
	I cummed hard, when I thought of Jake's hard cock.  I shot my cum
all over Miss Jenkins' neck and chin.  At the same time, I heard Jake
howled.  But before I could turn around, I felt his cum sprayed on my back.
I had pulled his cock out fast enough to shoot his cum on my back and also
on Miss Jenkins' stomach.
	Miss Jenkins had long cummed, and as we lifted ourselves up from
her, she continued to lie on the floor.  She gave us a wide smile.
	'Very good, boys!  What a departing gift.  Phew!!!' she praised.


	Jake and I slumped our backs onto the floor, and lied down there.
Our eyes stared blankly at the living room's ceiling, as we tried to catch
our breath.  Our chests rose up and down, covered in sweat.  I wanted to
let Jake knew I was ok with him touching another girl.  I was not really
ok, but I had to lie.
	I was lying in the middle, between Jake and my teacher.  I shut my
eyes for a few minutes.  When I opened my eyes, I realised that Miss
Jenkins had fallen asleep.  But Jake's eyes were wide opened, still staring
at the ceiling.  He looked like he was thinking of something.
	I Moved closer and brushed my arm against Jake's muscular one.  It
really felt good to feel his skin touching mine again.  But Jake pulled his
arm away slowly.  I was stunned.  I looked at Jake, but he turned away.
	Jake got up.  I got up too, to follow Jake.  Both of us looked at
Miss Jenkins.  She had rolled onto her side, facing the other way.  After a
whole night of packing, she must be really tired.
	Jake seemed to be upset about something.  I wondered if it was the
guilt of fucking his own teacher.  Maybe it was that I occupied more of
Miss Jenkins and he was left out.  Maybe he was not happy that Miss Jenkins
had the hots for me, and not him.
	Whatever it was, Jake just walked to Miss Jenkins' room, without
saying much to me.  I knew he wanted to take a quick shower.  So was I.  I
followed him in.
	'Jake?'
	Jake ignored me.
	'Jake?!'
	He turned and confronted me.  I really did not know how to read his
face expression.  Was he angry?  Upset?  Hurt?  Jealous that Miss Jenkins
liked to sex me more than fucking him?
	'What's wrong?' I whispered.
	'Nothing!'  His tone was sharp and cold.  But immediately he was
sorry for the way he talked to me.
	I saw him sighing and he turned away, regretting his reaction.
	I caught his arm and pulled his body to mine.  I held him in my
arms, not knowing what to say or do.  I only wished that he would know that
I was sorry if I had hurt him.  Or that I was not upset with his anger.  He
tried to break free at first, but I held on strong.  He did not put up much
fight.  I held him, with one arm around his waist, and the other around his
shoulder, crossing his chests.  I rested my chin on his shoulder.  It was
then that he stopped struggling.
	Jake let me hold him in my arms.  Maybe the sex with Miss Jenkins
was a bad idea after all.
	When Jake was calmer, I knew I could not hold off the temptation of
his smooth and hard back pressing on my body.  Immediately I was getting
hard.  And from what I could from my roaming hand, Jake was too.


	Jake's cock was semihard, and was still soaked with his cum.  My
hand on his shaft told he was getting hard from our two hard bodies crushed
together.  He knew I was eyeing for his meat.
	Instead of allowing him to enter the bathroom, I turned him around,
and pressed him, with his back, against the wall.  Jake wanted to be clean,
and that should be my job, and not the water, to clean him up.  He knew my
hunger from the look in my eyes.  He surrendered.  He knew I worshipped his
body, and especially his big cock.  It would be a sin not to let me get
down on my knees when I wanted to.  He smiled, giving me his approval,
which I did not need to wait for.
	I licked his right nipple, playing it with the tip of my tongue.  I
flicked the pointy nipple with my tongue, and as usual, it got him hard.
His cock was pressing against my stomach, as I continued to nibble the
nipple with my lips.  I continued the assault on his left nipple, and gave
it one hard suck, causing him to moan.  He would have moaned louder, if it
was not for Miss Jenkins in the next room.
	I was excited.  I was hard from feeling my lover again with my
hands, and my mouth.  I loved the feel of my mouth pressed against his hard
body, as I nibbled him.  His suppressed sigh got me even more excited.  And
I believed both of us were getting high from knowing that there would be a
possibility of us getting caught.
	My hand stroke my hard cock, as my tongue licked its way down
Jake's hard stomach, passing his sexy, trimmed pubic hair and licking its
way from the base of the shaft to the cockhead.  I shivered with excitement
when I felt the moist on the cockhead.  It was his cum mixed with mine,
when he fucked Miss Jenkins earlier.  I tasted the delight with my tongue,
licking in whatever small chunk or taste I could gather.  I licked Jake's
cock like licking a lollipop.  It was smooth, it was hard and it was
delicious to my senses.
	Jake moaned, as I played with the sensitive area of his cockhead.
I knew how to turn him on after the many training I got.  My hands left my
aching cock to feel Jake's steel buns.  Jake loved it when I caressed his
whole body with my hands, and I was definitely going to please him, as I
loved to have his skin under my touch.  I ran my hand all over his buns,
slipping my fingers in between his crack, to feel him deeper.  Jake
shivered when my fingers brushed against his assring.  His cock twitched
harder in my mouth.
	I took Jake's masterpiece all the way into my throat.  I had learnt
to deepthroat him, although it took a lot of patience and practice.  As
long as Jake liked it, I would do it.  And it helped too when the sucker
enjoyed feeling the long cock ramming and sliding in the throat.  I loved
that.  The only part I did not like was the void it had created when Jake
pulled out his cock.
	I munched with my lips, as my hungry mouth slid its way to the base
of his long shaft.  Jake's thick cock throbbed in mouth, reminding me that
it was active and could erupt anytime.  I loved the feel of its bigness and
hardness, engulfed by my lips.  I could take this one alive, and lived to
tell the tale about the one that did not get away.  Its throbbing did not
stop me.
	My lips and my tongue made love to Jake's hard and thick cock.  My
tongue explored the smooth underside of that guy's big cock.  It lathered
Jake's cock, covering it with my spit.  Jake moaned, still softly as he was
worried about Miss Jenkins.
	I pulled my mouth away and licked his balls.  Jake's balls were
huge, just like mine.  As I played with the balls, I felt Jake's thighs
shivering, under my right palm.  My left palm was busy stroking Jake's
cock, as my tongue lathered up Jake's ball.  Once or twice, I would take
the whole of Jake's balls in my mouth, making him under my control.  As his
balls felt my teeth, Jake shivered again, but then he would relax as he
felt the warmness of my mouth.
	I gave his big cock a few more lapping.  As my finger tickled his
balls, I felt his body tensed.  I knew my cue.  He was cumming and I would
never want to waste his cum.  Jake knew that.  He knew how much I loved to
eat him, right down to his jism.
	I cupped his big mushroom cockhead with my lips.  I felt the
cockhead bloated, his body tensed and suddenly, I felt his cum shot inside
my mouth.  The first few shots hit my throat.  The rest oozed down onto my
tongue, allowing me to feel the thickness of Jake's manlove juice.
	At the time when I felt Jake's body began to relax down, I was my
turn to cum.  I felt the pressure building within me.  Jake felt it too, as
my head jerked back.  But instead of letting go of me, Jake held on to my
head, refusing his cock to leave my mouth.  As I jerked, shooting my cum,
Jake had forced me to suck in his cock as I breathed for more air.  I would
not complain.  His cock was heaven to me.


	We left Miss Jenkins' place after taking a quick shower together.
We dried our bodies with our clothes and made our way out quietly, not
wanting to disturb her.  I did give her a wake-up call around 4pm, just in
case she overslept.  She thanked us for our help, and also for covering her
with her clothes, before we had left.  She promised that me that she would
not tell anyone about us, especially about Jake.  She asked for the same
from us.
	I told her that we promised.  I guessed that was the code of
cheaters.  We cheated the society's system of belief and yet, when it
mattered the most, we trusted one another.  Others would not kiss-and-tell.
In our case, we trusted one another not to fuck-and-tell.  What kind of
world are we in now, that the person we had to trust the most is also
another cheater?


	But I was not the only one thinking of this.  Jake was too.  And I
had no idea he was seeing this incident more than just sex.  Jake was
acting different the whole day.  At first I thought it was just he was too
tired.  But even after the evening nap, Jake was still a little different.
He was not angry with me.  He was not upset or anything.  But more of like
he was in this deep thoughts of his own.  I figured he must had felt guilty
about the incident.  Maybe it was just another taboo that he had broken,
that made him more guilty.  It was bad enough that I introduced him to sex.
And it was not just sex, it was a male-to-male sex.  He did not show any
anger.  He tried to smile, but the smiles were not convincing.  And the
topics he brought up for chatting, made me more believing that he was
seriously disturbed by something.
	I offered a penny for his thoughts.  He turned it down, by brushing
off the topic.
	I knew it.  I should had offered a dollar.


	Miss Jenkins' mysterious disappearance shocked the school a few
days later.  On Monday, no one was bothered much, as it looked like she was
taking a leave.  But when the news spread about her empty house, the school
management started to investigate.
	I was in my own investigation.  I wished I learnt mind-reading.
Jake was still not telling, and was denying that he was disturbed by
something.  But he knew he was telling a half-truth.  At times, after
denying, he would give me that second check look, to see if I had bought
his story.  I did not pester him after he gave me that look.  I knew when
not to ask.


	Jake and I did talk, after difficult situations, thanks to first
Lori, and second Colby.
	Lori came by, one evening.  Things happened really fast.  One
minute she was in my living room, in her sexy dress.  The minute she ran
up, to my room.  I tried to stop her.  She jumped on me as she closed the
door behind us.  The impact was that we both fell, with her on top of me.
She tried to strip me off and kissed me at the same time, which I defended
myself, by pushing her away.  It was not easy as I tried to catch her wild
hands which were caressing my whole body.  Yes, I was turned on, but I did
try to fight her off.  In the midst of doing so, I heard (but Lori did not)
the door opened.  As my struggle loosened when I tried to see who it was,
Lori locked her lips on mine.  I pushed her away just in time to see Jake
at the door.
	'Sorry!' Jake said while his eyes turned away.  He closed the door
as he walked out.
	Lori turned when she heard Jake.  She became happy to know that
there was a witness to 'the two of us' on the floor in action.
	'Wait!  Jake!!' I shouted as I struggled to get up.  Lori's hands
were trying to get to my zip.  I was frustrated with her.  I gave her a
jolt, pushing her to one side, as I scrambled to the door.  I could not let
my Jake walked away.  Lori was stunned that I would leave her like that.
	'What's the matter with you?' she screamed as she threw tantrum.
	'Nothing... I .. I gotta go,' I said as my hand reached for the
door knob.
	Lori was still in the state of disbelief.
	'Go where?  To Jake?' Lori yelled.  She felt that being a girl, she
would have the control over me.  Given months ago, I would say that she was
right.  My dick was hard, because of her body rubbing against mine.  I
still loved to screw a girl.
	But my heart told me that there was other more important thing -
Jake.  I could not afford to let the heart lose.
	'Lori.. It's over.. wake up!  It's fucking OVER!!' I yelled my
frustration at her before I dashed out.
	Jake had left the house.
	When I opened the front door, I saw him standing there, with his
back to me.  He was just standing there, as if he was thinking.  His right
hand was on his forehand, as if his head was in pain.
	He must had heard the front door opened, because immediately he
turned to his side and walked off.
	'Jake!!' I yelled.  He did not turn back.  I did not care if Lori
was gonna be pissed off that I left her to chase after Jake.  If she were
to ask later, I would just have to lie that Jake owed me money and I
desperate wanted it back.
	I caught with my guy.  He was obviously trying to avoid me.
	'Jake?'  Jake was not slowing down.  His head was facing ahead,
avoiding eye contact.
	'I need to go back,' Jake said, without looking at me.
	'Why?' I asked, hurrying as I tried to keep up with him.  'You came
and just leave?'
	'Just remembered I've to do something,' Jake said.  He was still
avoiding eye contact.
	'Jake, stop!!'  I was tired chasing him.  I grabbed his arm, trying
to stop him.
	'Why?  Why should I?!' Jake said, in a tone a little too high.
	'One, we have to talk,' I told him.  Jake seemed to retaliate.
	'And two, your house is the other way!'
	Jake looked at the direction my finger was pointing, and back at
the direction he was heading.  He realised I was right.  He blushed, that I
caught him making the error.
	'What's the fucking going on, Jake?' I demanded to know.
	'Nothing!' he answered, his tone commanding no further question was
to be asked.
	But I was not ready to leave it at that.
	'No, something's going on.  Tell me!' I asked.  My voice tone
matched his.
	Jake was shocked by my reaction.  His eyes looked around.  We could
have been creating a scene if there were any neighbours watching.  Luckily,
there wasn't any.
	Jake turned and walked by the same direction he was heading to
earlier on.  He did not want to walk past my house.  I knew it had got to
do with Lori and I.  I walked along with him.  He did not ask me to stop
following him.  It only meant that he DID want me to go with him.
	Where?  I did not know, but I was not about to leave him alone.
	'What about Lori?' Jake asked.  He was concerned about Lori being
left in my house, unattended.
	'She'll live,' I answered, sarcastically, but it was only meant as
a joke.  Jake understood, and I was glad to see him smiling to it.  At last
he smiled.  His smile made him looked even more gorgeous.  Only heaven and
angels would understand why I had fallen for Jake.
	'Jake, what is it about?' I asked.  Jake could sense my urge for
the answer.
	'I don't know, Leo.  Look, I'm not in the right mind to talk about
it now,' Jake answered, without looking at me.  'Can we just leave it for
now?' he asked, more like begging.
	Jake could ask me to blow him right there and then on the street,
and most likely I would do it.  For such a favour, I knew I had to let him
win.
	I nodded, although my heart was not entirely willing.
	'So, since that we have nothing to say here, don't mind if I go
back now, Jake?  Lori and a pussy are waiting...' I said, as I retracted a
few steps back.
	I caught Jake's face expression as he turned to watch where I went.
His eyes showed he was surprised that I would do such a thing, and leave
him there.  But he recovered quickly when he saw I was looking at him with
a wide smile.
	'Gotcha!' I teased.  'You think I will leave you all by yourself.
Fat chance, man!'
	Jake blushed for the second time.  He was caught red-handed.  He
wanted me to stay and he had just shown it clearly, eventhough he did not
say it out.  His eyes gave him away.
	We walked that evening.  I did not know where we were going.  When
he felt like it, he just took a left or right turn and I would walk beside
him.  I did not remember much of what we had shared that evening.  It was
nothing personal but every little thing that we could think of and chat
about them.  Or even laughed.  I loved that evening.  Nothing in our
conversation was important, but it was important enough to keep us together
that evening.
	Jake took every turn, except for the one leading back to my house
or his, until it was really late.  We had a late dinner in his house.  I
had my dinner there because Jake had insisted.  It was like he was trying
to keep me away form my house, just in case Lori was still there.  I did
not question him.  I just 'obeyed'.
	Even the dinner at Jake's place failed to keep Lori away.  I got a
call later at Jake's place, sometime before 10pm from my mom, to check if I
was at Jake's place.  She told me that Lori came by, and they wondered what
time I would be back.  Mom whispered to the phone, telling me that Lori
looked terrible.  She whispered as she was afraid Lori would hear her.
	I told mom to wait for awhile, as I went into Jake's room to tell
him.
	Jake looked a little uneasy.  I would not know if he was upset.
	'So, should I go?' I asked Jake.  I did not want to leave him
unhappy.  But Jake was the quiet type.  He would not tell me if he was.  I
wondered if he was upset.
	Jake just avoided my question, as his eyes gazed out the window.  I
felt like he wanted to tell me so many things, and yet it was Jake's
natural way of confronting any situation.  He kept things to himself.
	'Well, since that I don't even know if you want me to stay or not,
I guess I should go,' I told him as I turned to walk out of his room.
	Jake mumbled something.
	I turned and faced him.  He was still looking out the window.
	'Stay, Leo.'
	Something in me just fell weak when I heard that.  He wanted me
there, with him.  He did not want me to go.  In my pathetic relationship
with a straight Jake, this was the closest I got to that he wanted me too,
as much as I wanted him.
	I shook my head, couldn't believe the confusing and frustrating
situation I was in.  I walked back to the phone.
	'Mom,' I called out, clearing my throat.  'I won't be home tonight.
Yeah.  Yeah.  Tell her I'm busy.  And mom, I'm staying over at Jake's
place.  Yes, mom.  Okay.  Nite.'


	That night, we continued our talk.  We talked about our friends and
what we would expect from our last year there.  We talked about the college
we liked.  We talked about almost anything, except for our feelings.  I had
no heart to force it out from Jake.  And Jake looked like he was thankful
that I did not.
	Father Thompson forced us to turn the light off at 12am.
	'Night, Jake,' I said as I took my place on the sleeping bag, on
the floor.  With Father Thompson in the house, we did not dare to do
anything hanky panky.
	'Night,' Jake greeted back.  'And Leo?'
	'Yes?'
	'Thank you.'
	I just smiled.  Jake might not be able to see it, but he knew.  And
I was glad I stayed.  To be in the same room with him, although I was not
able to make love to him, was good enough.  I breathed his breath.  I
sighed to his sigh.  Man, I was really in love with this guy.  And I knew
that he knew.


THE END.
Date: 29 May 2002

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