Date: Tue, 3 Oct 2006 01:37:24 -0700
From: Jason Newbell <jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Cole: Chapter Nine

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a boy of eighteen
years and a boy of twelve years. If you do not wish to view, are not of
proper age, or it is illegal in you area of jurisdiction, please leave
now. If not enjoy!

Thank you all for being so patient. Here is the ninth and final chapter to
my story. I hope its been an awesome and enjoyable ride for you, because I
know it was for me. After almost giving up on the project, to having that
new determination and being able to finish it... Cole was quite the
rollercoaster but something I do not regret. I had more fun writing this
story than any other I have written. Partly because I loved the story and
the characters, but mostly because of the overwhelmingly positive response
from all you guys. I thought I got a lot of e-mail about "Danny and
Michael," this story had me atonished at the level of support. So thank you
all so much!

Some parting thoughts... I'm sure most of you reading this are veterans of
the story. After finishing up this chapter, I encourage you to take the
time to read it all the way through. Being the author, I don't really read
the previous chapters all that much except to reference and make sure I'm
not making any continuity errors. But a few days ago I decided to read the
story from the beginning, when Jason first goes to the Club Fair. I
honestly hadn't read that since Januray when I wrote it, so it was really
fun to go back. Reading it from start to finish just seemed to make their
relationship all that much more special and it was really neat. Think of
the people who just found this story, lucky them! :)

So in closing, thank you for the support, it's been a labor of love and
something I can be proud of. I never thought it would topple 110 pages in
Word, but sure enough it did. Sixty-nine hours were spent in Word
writing/editing this story (ironic number huh) and I wouldn't give a single
one of them back. I really hope you enjoy the conclusion, I tried to make
it both sweet and hopeful. No downer ending on this one!

I should mention that this is an original work by myself and you CANNOT
copy or use any part of this story without my permission.

If you like the story, please send me an e-mail at: jnew001(at)gmail.com
  Once you're done, I'd LOVE to hear your reactions to the story as a
whole. Thanks!



Chapter Nine ------------

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of birds chirping outside Cole's
window. It took me a minute to get my bearings, slightly confused why I
didn't see the ceiling of my dorm room. Cole's warm body pressed against
mine snapped me back to reality, although what was happening seemed like a
dream. Looking at the alarm clock I saw that it was quarter to seven,
fifteen minutes before the alarm was set to go off.

Cole was right in front of me, his little face breathing peacefully, his
blonde hair in a giant mess. Our bodies were still tangled, although in a
much different position than when I had fallen asleep. His crotch was now
directly on top of mine, both of our dicks soft and nestled against one
another. The heat from his package was amazing, radiating into my own
body. I bet if I put my hand a few inches away I could still feel the
enormous amount of heat it was pumping out.

I decided to turn off the alarm clock, not wanting to startle Cole or
anything. I figured a gentle wakeup would be more desirable for him, as I
knew personally that I hated the alarm blaring at me to wake up.

After what seemed like only a few minutes admiring my adorable lover, the
alarm clock rolled over to seven o'clock. I figured that we'd have to
snuggle a bit more once he woke up so I might as well start the process on
time.

Leaning in towards him, I gave him a slow, passionate kiss on the lips. He
sighed a little bit before opening his eyes, as brilliant of green as
you'll ever see.

"Hey baby boy," I whispered.

"Hey Jasey," he smiled, barely able to keep his eyes open.

"It's seven," I informed him, "so we can snuggle for a little more but then
you've got to get ready for school."

"'Kay," he sighed, moving towards me. He wrapped me up in a hug, his warm
body pressed tight against my own. We stayed like that for a number of
minutes, our bodies getting sticky from the excess body heat.

At that moment I was so at peace and so happy I could barely contain
myself. Snuggling with my lover, the cutest, most gently boy in the whole
world; the sheets warm and soft against our naked bodies, twisted together
in love. Birds were chirping outside, ringing in a new day, another day to
spend with Cole, making him feel as special of a boy as he was. No, nothing
could ever take this away from me. I never wanted to leave, but I knew it
wouldn't be long before Cole and I would be back at this again.

Knowing our time was about up, I slowly pulled away from Cole and gave him
another kiss on the lips. He reciprocated but we didn't make out, knowing
very well that could lead to something and him missing school. Talk about
never getting a chance to watch him overnight again, I already felt guilty
enough keeping him up past eleven fucking.

"Wake up sleepy head," I grinned.

"Yeah yeah," Cole murmured.

"Do you normally eat first or shower or what?" I asked, wanting Cole to
stick with his routine.

"Normally I sleep walk over to the shower and let it wake me up," Cole
said, "Then go to the kitchen and my mom makes me breakfast. When I'm done
if there's time I'll watch TV."

"Okay," I said, "let's head to the shower then."

I threw the sheets off the bed, a surefire way to break up any more snuggle
time. Cole moaned lightly and gave me the evil eye for doing so, but I
considered it necessary to get things moving along. If he were anything
like me, he'd milk his time in bed until the very last minute.

"How's the bed look?" Cole asked, sitting up and examining it.

"Oh right," I said, forgetting completely about the probable cum stains.

Sure enough, there were a few areas of dried cum where Cole had been
sleeping. Pretty good sized ones too, about the width of my
fist. Thankfully the sheets were white and the only real signs were the
discolored edges of the stain. I felt them with my hand, the sheets crusty
and stiff.

"Damn you shot a lot," Cole grinned, slapping me in the thigh.

"How could I not?" I asked, messing up Cole's already messy hair. "With you
sprawled out in front of me it was bound to happen."

"Guess so," he smiled back.

"I'll clean it up, don't worry," I said. "How your bum?"

"Good," Cole grinned. "Feels normal."

"Lemme see," I said, wanting to see the aftermath.

Cole lay back down on the bed and assumed the position I had fucked him in
the night before. Once again his most private of private areas was exposed
to me, cute as ever. As for his butthole, it didn't look very bad at
all. Yesterday it was definitely more circular, the skin around his anus
like puckered lips. Today it was much the same but slightly more vertical,
like a slit. I'm would return back to its original state however, as Cole
had apparently put things larger than my cock up there.

"How's it look?" he asked, raising his head to see above his balls, soft
and laying back on his stomach.

"Great," I said. "Doesn't look angry at all. Looks about like when I first
saw it yesterday. Still a little stretched."

"It'll go away soon," he said. "I put cucumbers and stuff up there before
to practice."

"Yikes," I said, enough more enthralled with this boy.

"Yeah," he grinned.

"You dirty boy," I winked. "Okay, shower time."

Giving his asshole a quick kiss before we got up, I had to restrain myself
from eating breakfast down there. God he was hot, but I knew I'd have my
chance, maybe even later this afternoon.

We walked to the bathroom hand in hand, still buck naked from our
unforgettable evening last night. Both of us were soft, an odd sight
considering the two of us were naked. I think we both understood that we
didn't really have time this morning and we'd probably be relieving each
other one way or another this afternoon. At first it was anytime, anywhere,
but now it seemed we were a more seasoned twosome.

Flicking the water on, I asked Cole how hot he liked it.

"Sorta hot," he said, looking pretty alert for being such a sleepy head at
first.

That didn't tell me much, so I just guessed, asking for Cole's confirmation
once I was satisfied. He agreed to the temperature so we stepped into the
shower, the warm water covering our bodies.

"Get yourself all wet then I'll soap you up," I suggested, moving towards
the back of the shower so Cole could get under the facet.

He complied, twirling around numerous times to drench his whole body. I
just stood there admiring him, the water shining on his body accentuating
his smooth, flawless skin. Once he was done prepping himself, I grabbed the
bar of soap and instructed him to switch places so the water wouldn't be
hitting him.

"You should come over every morning," Cole joked.

"Wish I could," I said. "We can always take them in the afternoons and
stuff."

"My mom visits my grandma a lot too. Sometimes she feels bad dragging me
along, so maybe she'll leave me alone with you."

"Maybe," I said, excited at the prospect. That wasn't of any concern
though, I just needed to enjoy the precious time I was receiving with him
now.

I ran the soap all along his upper body, down his smooth arms speckled with
blonde hairs to his gorgeous hands. Done with that side of his body, I
asked him to flip around. Now I was face to face with his backside,
admiring his cute little bubble butt that had provided me with so much
pleasure last night. I couldn't wait until we could do it again.

Lathering up his entire back with the soap, I watched as the foam slowly
slid down his body and in between his two cheeks. I'd clean in there later,
for now I was saving the best for last.

Satisfied with my work on his upper body I motioned for him to go wash
off. He did, dancing around under the water, his soft dick bouncing to the
motion. Little Cole Jr. was so adorable when he was soft, lying gently on
top of his balls, looking ever so perfect and adorable. I popped a woody
just thinking about it, surprised I had lasted this long without getting
one. By now I guess we had seen each other naked enough that we were able
to control some of those urges, but I can tell you every second he was
naked I was eating his body up.

Cole grinned at me once he had rinsed all the soap off.

"Now your favorite part," he said, giving me a little wink.

"You bet," I laughed.

I got to work on the lower half of his body, starting at his feet and
slowly working my way upward. Again I was taken aback by the beauty of his
feet, so cute and so perfect. Each toe was gorgeous as could be, not to
mention clean and well maintained.

"Did I ever tell you what adorable feet you have?" I gushed.

"Yeah," he smiled.

"Well do you," I said, finally moving off of them. Just about any body part
on his boy could district me if you gave me the time.

Speaking of which, I was now soaping up his lower legs, covered in light
blonde hairs. God were they cute. They were muscular in the sense that when
he was walking or running you could see his muscles working; yet when he
was idle they looked as soft and boyish as could be. The hairs just put the
icing on the cake, giving a small clue to the outside world what was going
on underneath all those clothes.

Once I had those sufficiently lathered, I moved onto another mesmerizing
portion of his body, the thighs. Unlike his legs, they were hairless, still
untouched by the arms of puberty. They were as soft as could be, a plush
runway to his heavenly package. Cole was a little softer around in the
middle in the sense that he had nice pudgy thighs and that cute bubble
butt. Not fat at all mind you, not even pudgy in the way most people think
of it, they were just soft and covered in a light layer of fat. My mom
always called it my baby fat and it never really disappeared, although I
lost a lot of it around sixteen.

Rubbing them gently, I could see Cole's penis start to twitch in
anticipation of what was to come. I didn't want to do anything
though... provide a sexy lathering of his genitals, yes; but we really
didn't have time to knock each other off.

Finally I tore myself away from his soft thighs and started to rub the bar
of soap all around his package, make sure I was twirling the bar all around
the head of his cock. He moaned lightly, getting and instant boner that
interfered with my original motion. By now there was enough soap on there
so I let the bar fall to the ground, taking his balls up in my hand and
rubbing the soap around.

"Oh God Jason that feels good," he moaned, his head tilted upwards and his
mouth open.

Originally I didn't want to do anything this morning, but I figured maybe I
could get an orgasm in for Cole. I didn't really want to do it in the
shower, I'm sure his mom didn't want the hot water running for half an
hour, so I figured I'd strike a bargain.

"Look," I said. "If we finish up this shower and eat breakfast quick, I'll
give you a blowjob if we have time. Deal?"

"Deal," he said. "But I get to soap you up too."

"Okay," I agreed. "Just don't spend as much time as me."

"I'll try not to," he smiled.

Finishing up my work on his cock, I began to rub the lather in the area
between his balls and butthole, realizing I had work yet to do. Cole got
the drift, turning around and allowing me access to his amazing ass. I
quickly slid the soap in between his checks then let my index finger
explore the area my eyes couldn't see. Making sure to spread the soap all
around, I pulled my finger out and peeled his cheeks apart, examining his
asshole one more. Looked just like it did this morning, so cute and boyish
looking yet so experienced. You would have never guessed what this innocent
looking boy was doing with it.

Content with my work, I told Cole to wash off. A majority of the soap had
already liquidized and disappeared, but I knew the residue was still
there. While Cole was rinsing off I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and
squirted some in his wet hair. I began rubbing it around gently, working it
to a nice foam. I'm sure I could turn this job into some twenty minute
escapade as well but I knew we didn't have time. I patted him on the head
letting him know I was done, Cole tipping his head back and letting the
water run the shampoo out of his head. He finished up with a couple quick
head shakes under the facet then turned towards me.

"All clean," he said, a smile on his face that light up the entire state.

"Look at my Coley, all cute and clean," I said, rustling his hair up.

"Hey," he grinned, recoiling. "Now get wet so I can do you."

I obliged, drenching myself under the facet including my head.

"I'll just shampoo myself since you can't really reach and we need to save
time," I said.

"Okay," he agreed, picking the bar of soap off the bottom of the shower,
bending over and exposing his ass to me.

"Don't do that in a public shower," I cautioned. "Someone's liable to stick
their willy in there."

"Surprised you didn't," he grinned.

"Was thinking about it," I joked, my cock fully erect. How I wished I could
fuck him this morning, my hormones were raging hard. But the process of
loosening him up was too long for such a short span of time. Eventually
once we started fucking every day he'd be easier to loosen up quickly, I
just had to train that silly sphincter of his.

Cole started to rub the bar of soap all over my body, doing everything at
once rather than in two sections like me. Dropping the soap without
lathering my testicles, I was guessing he wanted to save that part for
last. His soft little hands rubbed all over my body, turning the soap into
lather. He instructed me to lift my armpits, soaping up the sparse hair
that grew there.

"Does it itch?" he asked, his hands rubbing up and down my arms.

"Not really," I said. "You don't really notice it. I know it's a big deal
at your age though."

"Yeah one day in PE all the kids that had it were showing it off when we
changed," he said.

"They did that at my school too," I laughed, recalling how jealous I was of
those boys. "Don't worry about it, when it happens it happens."

"And when it happens, I shave," Cole winked, giving me a devilish grin.

"You're too much," I said, leaning over and giving me a kiss on the
forehead.

"All done," he said, having covered every inch of my body spare my private
parts.

I twirled around in the water, making sure all the soap was rinsed off. One
day we'd have to take a bath together, some winter day when it was cold and
we needed to warm up. Snuggling naked in the bath, all relaxed and maybe
making out. Flopping around in the water, grinding each other in
love. Yeah, that'd be hot. I wonder if they made water resistant lube?

"Earth to Jason," Cole called, waving his hand in front of me.

"Oh sorry," I said, snapping back to reality.

"I think the soap is all off," he said, a sly smile on his face. "What were
you thinking about?"

"How hot a bath with you would be one day," I admitted.

"That would be hot," he agreed, nodding his head. "You know what would be
hotter?"

"What?" I asked, Cole grabbing the bar of soap and rubbing it around on my
nuts.

"My neighbors over the back fence have a hot tub," he said, his face
serious as he gently applied the soap to my crotch.

"And?" I prodded.

"Well, I've been thinking about it. Next time we're alone again, maybe on a
weekend or something, we could sneak over there and use it. They always
shut all their blinds and stuff so we could totally get away with it. I've
done it a couple of times by myself."

"That'd be hot," I agreed, "But risky."

"We did it on a mini-golf course," Cole laughed.

"Touche," I said.

Cole was lathering up the soap all over my balls, my penis fully erect and
enjoying the treatment. He jingled my balls as he soaped them, causing a
tingling sensation to take over my body. God it felt good. Satisfied with
his work, he flipped me around so my backside would be to his face.

Opened up my cheeks, he slid the bar of soap through my crack like a credit
card. Dropping the soap to the floor, he used to index finger and began to
clean my hole much like I had his.

"Hope I didn't stretch you out too much last night," he joked.

"Nope," I said, turning my head to look at him. "You got a good sized cock
for your age though, four inches about right?"

"Last time I measured," Cole grinned.

"Cool," I said. "I didn't hit four until the eighth grade."

"Really?" he asked, continuing to work on my hole.

"Yup," I said honestly. "When I was thirteen I went from just over three to
just under four. A couple months into fourteen I hit four inches."

"You remember this?" Cole laughed.

"I kept a spreadsheet on the computer," I admitted, slightly
embarrassed. "My mom found it and thought it was funny, but I was
horrified. Deleted it and never did that again."

"That sucks," Cole laughed. "I should keep a log that'd be hot. How big are
you now? Six?"

"And a half," I added.

"Awesome," he grinned. "And it was all up in me."

He turned me around, my erection raging even harder now.

"This whole thing," I grinned.

"Sweet," he said, grabbing my package. "Oh God Jason it felt so good, you
can't even imagine."

"It goes both ways," I winked.

I flipped back around and washed the soap out of my crack. Once I was done
I quickly shampooed my hair and rinsed it, Cole pressed up against my chest
and sucking on my nipples. Did this boy ever stop? By the time I was done
shampooing my hair both my nipples were erect and Cole's tongue was in my
mouth.

We began to make out, my hand fumbling for the facet to turn the water
off. The shower was pressing half an hour and I felt guilty for using so
much hot water. I guess if the two of us had showered separately it might
be comparable, but still. Flipping the water off, we continued to make out,
our clean bodies pressed against one another and dripping with water.

Finally we broke the embrace, stepping out of the shower to towel off. The
mirror was fogged with steam from the shower; I guess we forgot to turn on
the fan, a big no-no at my house when I was growing up. I helped Cole towel
off, making sure his genitals were nice and dry before using the towel on
myself. If we had unlimited time, I'm sure the two of us could make the
drying off process into some sexy half-hour extravaganza, but that wasn't
the case this morning.

Walking back into the hallway naked, I glanced at the digital clock in his
mom's room and realized we only had half an hour until his bus left.

"We got to hurry," I said. "Let's get you dressed."

 Cole agreed, the two of us heading towards his room, the place where all
the magic happened last night. His sheets were still thrown on the ground,
the cum stains on his bed visible in the morning light. I'd take care of
those after he left for school, maybe even skip my first class to make the
house look extra tidy. Might encourage his mom to leave us alone a little
more.

Grabbing a pair of cargo shorts from his dresser, Cole slid them over his
smooth, naked body.

"Do you ever wear underwear?" I laughed.

"Not much," he grinned. "Next year I'll have to every other day for PE,
it's going to suck."

"That does suck," I said, Cole's freeballing style a definite turn on.

He then grabbed a blue Nike tank top with yellow stripes, slowly putting it
over his head purposefully so I could admire his smooth underarms.

"Doesn't your mom notice the lack of dirty underwear?" I asked.

"Nope," he grinned. "I throw a few pairs in dirty clothes every week. She
thinks I wear them for a coupe of days each and can get away with it cause
I'm not a stinky teenager yet."

"Oh," I laughed. "Clever boy."

"Yeah," he said, now fully dressed. "Just got to put my shoes on in the
front hall."

"No socks?"

"Nah," he said. I had to admit, his bare feet in those shoes were a
definite turn on for me, I loved the look.

"I think this will be the record for bare minimum amount of clothes worn to
school," I said, referencing the cargo shorts sans underwear, tank top, and
sockless shoes.

"It's comfy," Cole smiled.

We headed back to the kitchen and each poured a bowl of Cheerios. I chopped
up a banana and placed them in the bowls as well, spicing up a rather blah
breakfast.

Cole and I ate as quickly as possible, knowing we were working against the
clock. He wanted to get a blowjob, and I wanted to taste that boycock just
one more time before he left for school. Finished with our breakfast with
just under twenty minutes to spare, I directed Cole to go brush his teeth
while I clean up the dishes from breakfast. We got finished at about the
same time, Cole walking into the kitchen and giving me a sly grin as we
looked at the clock.

"Seven fifty four," he said, reading the time off the microwave clock.

"Sixteen minutes to get dirty," I grinned, lifting him up off the ground
and twirling him to an open space on the counter. I set him down gently and
then slowly unzipped his pants, his cock easy to access due to the lack of
any undergarments.

He was already hard, his dick flopping out. I unbuttoned his shorts at the
top and slid them down to his knees, freeing up his entire crotch area. I
paused for a minute, admiring his cock once more. His little head was so
cute it drove me wild, slightly purple with pleasure, like a little helmet
on top of his cock.

I took it in my mouth and started immediately moving up and down on it,
knowing time was a virtue. No foreplay this morning, we were going right
into the action. Cole moaned lightly, spreading his legs a little further
out to submit his pubic region to my pleasure as much as possible. I had to
admit it was pretty hot giving him a blowjob while he was still clothed,
sitting on the kitchen counter. There was something very spontaneous and
exciting about doing it this way, but I knew it would only work in quickie
situations. In that situation its hot, throwing your lover anywhere,
pulling down their pants, trying to get them to cut as soon as possible or
risk penalty, whether it be getting caught or missing the school bus. When
he had time obviously, the long drawn out naked way was best, but for the
moment I was enjoying myself.

So was Cole, both his hands firm behind my head, shoving me in and out of
his crotch. Not that I needed any encouragement to shove my nose near his
little sprouts of pubic hair, but still it was a sign that he was in the
utmost of pleasure. I began to jingle his testicles with my right hand, my
left placed firmly on his thigh for support. His scrotum was so smooth and
silky, housing his cute little balls. One the size of a full grown grape,
they were still able to produce the sweet clear boy cum I coveted so
dearly.

I felt Cole begin to seize up and knew it wouldn't be very long before he
came. I had only been sucking his dick for a few minutes, so we'd be done
in plenty of time. If you were horny enough it wasn't very hard to cum
quickly if you needed to. I remembered when I first discovered masturbation
and as soon as I felt the climax starting I would just give in and let the
orgasm happen. Over time I learned to delay it, letting me have better
control over just when I decided to give in. We were always horny as could
be, so some of our longer awaited orgasms were likely a result of this
training, something just about every boy teaches himself along the
way. Nobody wants to be a perpetual quick shot, although it was helpful in
some situations.

Cole began shuttering in my mouth, not as violent as orgasm as I've seen
him have but still substantial. A precious drop of his cum landing in my
mouth, but that was all. I'd cleaned him dry the past day or so,
understandable for a twelve year old just beginning his journey into
puberty. You'd never know it from the outside though, his voice still
untouched by its grasp, his face smooth as a whistle, no noticeable pubic
hair. If puberty was the history of the United States, he was just signing
the Declaration of Independence.

I let his cock fall slowly out of my mouth, semi-erect and shining with my
salvia. He tasted great again, a light taste of the mild soap we had used
in the shower gracing my taste buds along with the usual sweet flavor of
his cock. I leaned in and gave him a giant kiss on the balls, my lips
pressed his now soft cock into his scrotum, his testicles parting slowly to
make way for his penis. I held it for a few seconds, enjoying the warmth
and smell of his crotch before finally letting up.

Cole was there to greet me with a peck on the lips, thanking me for an
awesome orgasm.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Great," he grinned. "Normally I just jack off in the morning, but that was
a lot better."

"I bet," I laughed. "And with spare time."

"Yeah," Cole agreed, pulling his pants up and zipping them slowly, making
sure his penis didn't get caught in the barbs. Guess that was one hazard of
freeballing it all the time.

Now fully clothed again and ready to go to school, Cole glanced at the
microwave clock and got a serious look on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Get on the counter," he said, the serious look still on his face.

"What? No," I said, looking at the clock. We only had seven minutes.

"Just shuddup and cum," he said, giving me a wink to let me know the
serious face was all in fun.

Not one to argue, I pulled my pants down and let Cole go to work, my cock
already hard as a rock from sucking him off. As soon as Cole's warm little
mouth surrounded my meat I knew it wouldn't take long for me to cum. All
the teasing in the shower coupled put me in the mood to cum, and I'd pull
the trigger as soon as I could. I'm sure we'd have sex again today after
school, but it was the night after our first time alone and we hotter for
each other than we'd probably ever be again.

I just watched, Cole head of blonde hair moving wildly below in my
crotch. I couldn't actually see him sucking me, but I could seemingly feel
every little bump on his tongue as he slurped it all around my dick. He was
able to get a lot of it in, my cock no small task for a mouth the size of
Cole's. The boy was working it like a pro though, one of his hands
squeezing my balls lightly as he mostly concentrated on my head. I could
feel the cum welling up in my balls and knew it wasn't long before I blew.

I placed my hands behind Cole's head to stabilize it, knowing my orgasm my
very well jerk him a little bit.

"I'm going to cum," I groaned, wanting him to know a shower of sperm was
about to blast down his throat.

He moaned a little `okay' continuing to pleasure my cock to the best of his
abilities. Finally it was all too much and I gave into the feeling, cumming
violently into his mouth. Thankfully my hips stayed on the counter and I
didn't thrust into his mouth very hard, but the rest of my body was going
wild, my left arm knocking the cordless phone off its base.

Cole swallowed all my cum happily, some of it leaking out of the corner of
his mouth and dripping onto his chin. He wiped it up quickly and gave me a
big green as he slurped what was left down, his cute little teeth shiny and
clean.

I glanced at the clock; it was three minutes until Cole had to leave,
meaning I had gone from start to finish in about four minutes. Pretty good
considering the amount of times I had climaxed in the previous eighteen
hours or so, but I guess with a boy like Cole it wasn't so hard.

Cole went to go get his backpack as I zipped my pants back up. A few drops
of my cum had splattered out of Cole's mouth and onto the floor, so I had
to make sure to clean that up. Add that to my list of fixing his bed and
making sure any evidence of our play was gone. Plus, I wanted to spiff the
house up really nice for when Ms. Mason came home, knowing she was stressed
and would be grateful. Plus, it just might get me another night alone with
Cole in the future.

My angel walked back into the room, book bag thrown over his right
shoulder, his blonde hair and green eyes looking more radiant than ever.

"Where's your bus stop?"

"Just on the corner," he informed me. "Gets there at quarter after but I
have to be there five minutes early."

"Ah," I said.

We walked slowly towards the door, our time together just about up. My
heart was heavy, dreading going to class and taking notes, sitting through
some boring lecture without Cole by my side. But I knew that afternoon he'd
be waiting for me in the front lawn, probably shirtless, shoeless, and
freeballing it. We'd give each other a giant hug and then head inside,
deciding what to do next. Maybe we'd stay at home for the afternoon, or
maybe we'd go out somewhere. Maybe we'd go out somewhere and find a secret
place to stash away and do it. That's what was so great about us, we were
so unpredictable but so in love with one another.

"I love you Jason," Cole said, leaning in towards me for a hug.

"Love you too Cole," I said, wrapping him up in a giant embrace. We were
standing right in front of the door, wrapped up in each other's arms, just
seconds before he had to leave.

"Last night was the best night of my life," Cole said, his soft little
voice making my legs weak.

"Mine too," I sighed. "By far. You're the most awesome kid in the whole
entire world. I love you so much."

"You're the best big boyfriend I could ever ask for," Cole whispered back.

"I'm so lucky to have you."

We just stood there, continuing to hug. Our bodies were warm and pressed
against one another, Cole's light breath danced on my neck. My nose was in
his hair, my body getting drunk off the smell and feel of his whispy blonde
strands. I started to pat him lightly on the back, letting him know we
should break up the huddle.

"It's eleven after," I said, slowly pulling away. "You better get going."

"Fine," Cole sighed, looking sad.

"Have a great day at school," I smiled, giving him a kiss on the lips.

He responded, his plump, wet little lips pressing against my own. We held
it for a few seconds before breaking away, both of us reluctant to leave
the other.

"See you this afternoon," Cole said, finally breaking a smile. This was
hard for the both of us, as I was almost on the verge of tears at the
moment. Our special night, the night we shared the most intimate of
experiences, was unhappily over.

Cole opened the front door, casting me a sad smile as he walked outside and
down the driveway, his light leg hairs shining in the sunlight. I admired
his cute little ass, bouncing up and down as he moped his way to the bus
stop. Once he got there, just a few houses down, he turned back towards me,
looking thrilled that I was still watching him. I waved, Cole waving
back. Just as he was finished, the bus pulled up, all the kids huddling
around the door eager to get on and get the best seat.

Cole turned towards me and waved once more before boarding, disappearing
into a mass of children. I slowly shut the front door, the house eerily
quiet and empty without Cole inside.

I felt like crying, my heart heavy without Cole by my side. I was able to
fight off the tears, knowing the sadness would only be temporary. This
afternoon Cole would be there waiting for me and we'd be together once
again.


THE END

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That's all folks! I hope you enjoyed the story. I tried to combine a hot
story with one of more substance, so I hope I was able to achieve that for
you. As for my next story, it will be in the "Danny and Michael" series in
"Young Friends" but I don't know when it will get started. I hope to finish
that one in time to write another story next summer, but you know how good
I keep promises like that.

There may be a Cole sequel, I have gotten some good ideas, so make sure to
send me yours! I'm not going to promise anything, but I know I enjoyed
writing about them so much a sequel is definetly a possibility.

So, finally, if you liked the story, PLEASE WRITE! I hope you all have an
awesome rest of the year!

If you like the story, please send me an e-mail at: jnew001(at)gmail.com
 Comments, suggestions, questions are welcome!