Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2007 22:08:34 -0700
From: Joseph Farrin <bigblaise@hotmail.com>
Subject: GAY TEACGHER - GAY PUPIL 7
In the last chapter I mentined that it would be a week before
we'd be able to complete the plannig phase and convert Matt's
ideas into successful compaign material. we were hapmered
by the fact we were both complete amateurs to the field. In
fact, isn't even a registered voter in Parson County.
The first move turned out to be a good one - we decided to ask
people what they'd like to do in lieu 0f assigning them tasks.
Sams' Dad and Matt's dad wanted to go around togeter on week days
and visit with farmers and thier wives, as neighbors they'd known
for years throhgh both good times and tough times - thick and thin,
as the expression goes. Visit meant at the kitchen table or
leaning against something in the barn.
Claudia took Rock Creek and Sammy and Matt's mom worked Clayton and
Lewis together in sponsoring afternoon teas and iniviting women via
newspaper invitations to meet Matt. It was free of charge, but
cookies and cakes would be welcome - it was a small tOWn approach
but cost less printing, addressing and posting. We had no idea how
much the three incumbemts usually spent.
(Rock Creek is the largest towm in the County. Clayton
and Lewis are the only other two that are even incorpoarated;
three additional have a max. population each of 400.
Parson County's total population is 28,452.
To keep these interruptions to a min. I might as well continue
that in most rural county elections, the County Supervisors,
Sheriff, Treasurer, Clerk and Recorder, Assessor and all other
elected posistions are elected at the same election and for
same term and tend to say forever.
This year Matt was the only new candidate for Suprvisor - the
district Clayton is in - and now represented by the Supervsior
who the Senior Class invited to speak last year and remarked,
"It was he first time he'd ever been invited to address a class
at the high school.")
To end this explanation for those of you who don't live in rural
areas, Supervisors always speak favorabily about their collegues
when any of them is up fir re-election. No one runs for a local
office on a the National Party Tickets but always on such names
as Progcressive, Independent, etc.
The last preliminary that we took care of was Matt's clothes - things
comfortable and suitable for the occassional, warm, late Fall events
out doors as well as the opposite kind of day. Clothes - right on down
to shoes for occassions in ROck Creek, including dark suits, white
Shirts, ties in quiet, good taste and black oxfords. Next we shopped for
dress,cowboy boots to go with dress clothes. Matt made the decision
that he'd feel both more comfortable and natural not wearing the
traditonal cpwboy hat.
On Matt's declaring his candidacy, I took him to visit Phillip Knight,
the Editor of the local newspaper and he, in turn called the Editor of
The Rock Creek's Eagle and arranged a meeting with him to see Matt.
To summarize the election, Matt did very well. He was young, intellegent,
very good at capturing and holding an audience's attention. His talks
were always filled with worthwhile ideas, supporting facts and
occassionally spiced with a bit of humor. His greatest asset was the
charisma he generated.
The whole premise of his campaign was that Rock Creek, having the biggest
population also had the most votes. They also had the county courthouse,
the county hospital, the county highway maintanence shops along with some
county activities not housed in the courthouse - the jail, welfare and
some of their court facilities. They also had all the doctors, lawyers
and the income brought to town by those who had to travel from the
Small town and rural county residents to avail themselves of those
services.
Speicifcally he wanted libaries in the two largest towns and a county
bookmobile to service the smaller communities. He wanted the county to
provide provide medical clinics in Clayton and Lewis where on some days
or half days physicians and dentists could hold apointments for routine
exams and treatments. After the first two weeks of the election it was
obvious Matt was setting the tone of the entire the election. He was
the only candidate with any new ideas that had been heard in years. The
other three were put on the defensive and Matt knocked them over every
time they stood up - the county didn't have to build libraries or clinics,
both towns had a number of emtpty buildings and it made sense to him to
rent them,improve them - keep them on the tax role and raise their taxes.
The audiences always laughed when he said this. It made his opponents
appear to be not too bright.
With a Rock Creek audience Matt always made them aware the the people
outside Rock Creek also added to their prosperty with their patronage of
their malls and supermarkets so they got more return on county taxes
than the smaller communities so it wouddn't be a one-way street.
Well, I realize I cannot cover the whole election in this story, so
suffice it to say that Matt lost by fifteen votes. So close and yet so
far. I thought Matt would never crawl out from the bad mood it put him
in but eventually a lot of good things developed from it - some for
Clayton and Link and some personal things.
The election was held on November7. I talked to Matt a couple of times
during the following week. It was the next week on Friday the llth. that
we had our next contact; he called and wanted me to go to Rock Creek to
a movie. I reneged, explaining Kurt was having Sammy over for a weekend
and Matt asked if he could come over and take all three of us to the
No No. I said, "Sure" and he agreed to pick us up at 7:30 PM.
I'd known Matt through his kid brother in high school, but not close.
Working, traveling and all the other things that put you so close during
something like an election, and for so many hours and days in a row
really makes you become close friends. I sensed talking to him on the
phone that he was missing me and I knew I'could hardly wait to see him
again.
After dinner, we all visited with Claudia for a while and then went
ustairs (all of us included Kurt, Sammy, Matt and myself.) It was
nearly 9;30 in the evening when we parted, telling Claudia we were
going upstairs for a while and also about 9:30 in the morning when
we went down to the kitchen in the morning.
The boys were out-of-their-minds crazy as we really hadn't been
together much this fall because of the elections. Everything seemed a
a little stilted, a little awkward. It was Matt who unintentionally
broke the ice. "Jason, I'll never be able to thank you for your help.
I hope you don't take my mood as a criticism."
"I don't, that's for sure. You won the election but not the vote,
believe me. And I'm not the only one of that opinion."
"Do you really think that?"
"Ask Calvin Jones, the bankers son and see what he has to say."
"Thanks, Jase. I really grew to like you during the time we spent
together."
"Me, too. I am glad you called me this afternoon."
"I don't know why but I always got horny with all that traveling
around to speaking engagements in the eveings."
I intended to somehow change the subject, but Sammy, quick as a wink,
asked,"Did Jase make you that way?
Matt laughed and replied, "Well, I really don't know. I never
thought about that." Matt looked at me and we both ignored him.
Luckily both Sammy and Kurt had sense enough not to ask to watch
any of the porno sites I'd joined and we'd watched once and when
it came time to go to bed I sent Kurt dOwn to ask Claudia if it
would be OK if Matt stayed overnight and explain Matt and I could
have the bed and Sammy and he could sleep in Sammy's sleeping bag.
I guess we were all tired because we all settled right down.
Then, hours later, I woke up because Matt had his hand in my shorts
feeling me up and I had me so hot I was about to shoot. When I did,
he quickly removed his hand and a little later threw an arm around
my waist, left it there, motionless for a while then slowly slipped
it under the waistband and felt around eonough to see if I was wet
and sticky down there - which I was. I couldn't get back to sleep
wondering if he was gay, if he was attracted to me and if Sammy's
question had been right on.
The next contact with Matt was when he called Tuesday asking if
he and I could possibly get away together the Friday, Saturday and
Sunday after Thanksgiving. I was sure we could, but wanted to make
sure I was right about our arrangements. We were going to the
Colemans for dinner around 2 PM, Claudia had yet to bake the pies;
I had bought the wine when we were in Rock Creek Saturday shopping.
Kurt was going out of town with Sammy and his Parents leaving at
6:30 Thanksgivng evening, which was the first time away from me
since I'd arrived.
I spoke to Claudia and she responded that she thought Matt and I
were entitled to a mini-vacation after the effort we'd put forth
during the election. He picked me up at 6:30, arriving the same
time as Sammy's parents arrived for Kurt.
When Claudia and Kurt asked Matt where we were going, he replied
"Up to a mountain cabin in Wyoming, courtesy of Calvin Jones."
That was a surprise, Calvin was the banker's son who I'd mentioned
to Matt that also thought he'd won the election but not the vote.
In the car, I finally asked him where we were going. "To a cabin
in the Bighorns above Buffalo, Wyoming."
"That's a long way!"
"If we make it, which we might not. Jase, I'm interested in going
All The Way more than going a Long Way. Jase I'm crazy, you've got
to take care of me."
Not wanting him to know I'd been praying for this very thing, I
asked him, "Why didn't you bring your girlfriend."
"She gave me the kissoff, she's pissed at me running for Supervisor,
say's I dont love her and all I can think of is sex and, the last
I heard of her, she let George Foley in on the first date and
Gorge said he might as well have stayed home and fucked a knothole
in the bunkhouse."
"So I must be the date of last resort sort of thing."
"Oh Jesus, Jason, I didn't mean it to come off that way. That's
not what I meant at all. I think you are absolutely tops. Are you
ticked off at me"
"No,Matt, I'm not. If I were, I would be in Clayton watching TV
with Claudia and Kurt and thinking about going to bed."
"Jason are you and Kurt doing sex together?"
"We are and I don't hesitate to admit it because I can also tell
you that you masturbated me to climax in my sleep that night you
stayed over and later checked to see if you'd made me climax.
"I know, I'm sorry. It made me cum, too. Jason do you want me to
make a U-Turn and take you home?"
"No, pull off the road someplace and let's talk this out."
He pulled off, left the engine running and the lights on and
began, "Jason, I don't really know how to explain this and
especially how to begin. All I know is that I started off totally
out of order. Maybe if I go back three months it would be best.
I asked for your help in the election on recommendation from my
kid brother and you put forth more help than I'd ever envisioned.
Almost right away my love life washed on the rocks in a storm.
At the same time you became more of a father, more of a brother,
more or a friend than I'd ever known. On NOvember 7th, when it
all ended, I felt I had ended, too. Finally I couldn't take it,
phoned you and discovered you were still leading a life filled
with warmth and love - both of which mine was empty."
"Matt, I do uderstand where you are comming from. "For my part,
I've been happy in Clayton. I'm sitting with you in your car here
on this cold, dark night in Wyoming talking, I think, for the
same reason you are. Recently we were thrown into a situation that
brought us into very close contact, often without anyone else
present. Sometimes, even between two males, that can be a very
dangerous, even volitle, situation. I think admiraton, comfort in
each other's presence has all added up to sexual need. Why? For
my part, since we first became close, I first stared noticing
things about you - you have harry legs, harry forearms, a nice
smile, then you began looking at me when you smiled - all small
things men dont usually notice about other men. That was the
first stage.
In the second stage I began sneaking looks at your crotch, then
wondering how big your cock was, did you have big balls, did you
have a lot of pubic hair, how often you jacked off, did you shoot
a big load, were you circumcised or not - that kind of stuff. It
filled my mind and that caused me to worry about Kurt and even
about Sammy. We all depend upon eachother for love.
"Jason, I don't want to take your love and affecton away from
the boys. Since getting to know you, I've wondered how you got
started with them, especially, Sammy, but I can see why they are
so taken with you and you with them."
"Since you brought up the subject, I'll explain it as best I can;
you might not believe it but I don't understand how it happened
myself, but not out here parked at night in the cold, engine
running, wasting gas."
We backed onto the highway and stopped at the first town and
first motel we came to. As I look back, writing this, it's a
wonder the clerk rented us a room; I think it must have been
obvious that we were two queers in heat anxious to rip eachother's
clothes off and have sex, which is precicely what we did.
We pissed together, eventhough we both had massive hardons, and
managed to find the double bed nearest the bathroom door, rip
off the spread, blanket and top sheet without breaking our kiss.
Each of us had one hand around the other's back pulling him
closer and the other one exploring every part of his body. Matt
was a thin, hard bodied guy with well developed pecs, tight
stomach, small butt and a dick that, in addition to being hard,
felt as though it was long, thin,circumcised and topped a
pair of balls that, as yet, were snuggled together in a ball
sak that was beautifully warm and felt slightly damp when I
fondled his genitiles.
We started sex together with my sucking his balls and progressed
up to his cock, a good seven inches long and, as I'd guessed while
feeling it up, thin and circumcised - in fact it reminded me of
Kurts,except for its size, includingthe smooth perfection of its
head. He caught me off guard when he asked, "How do you want to
take me, standing up, on my stomach or on my back?" I replied,
"On your back."
He reached over and picked a tube of lube out of his luggage which
was on a chair beside the bed, proped himself up on some pillows and
lubed me with a swirling motion up and down my cock, raised his legs
and held them then told me to lube him.
I was worried, this was a first for me and I really didn't know what
to do but as I moved my dick up toward his crotch, he grabbed it and
guided it in - after that there wasn't much I needed to know. Once it
was in and I started fucking him, he closed his eyes, a smile crossed
his lips and his face took on the happiest, most contented look I'd
everseen on anyone's face. This was my first time, I'd heard that
sometimes women scremed when getting fucked and Matt soon began, along
with raising his butt up and down as though he was fucking my cock.
When he climaxed, it was too much and I did,too, which he instantly
knew and threw his legs over my back and used his arms to pull our
bodies closer together and began kissing me again. He told me that was
the best fuck he'd ever had. I replied it was my first time - it
couldn't have been that good.
It was Jase. It was like you were trying to please us both instead of
just yoursef.
To end things he took my hand and walked me to the shower. After a
long, warm one we went to sleep in eachothers arms.
THANKS FOR READING THE ABOVE
TO BE CONTINUED
(NOTE - THE FIRST CHAPTERS GENERATED A LOT OF E-MAILS. NOW ITS DROPPED
OFF TO NOTHING, WHICH TAKES THE JOY OUT OF WRITING IT. THE ONLY WAY I KNOW
IS IF ANYBODY IS READING IT IS I RECEIVE AT LEAST ONE OR TO E-MAILS SAYING SO.)