Date: Tue, 17 Aug 1999 15:20:55 -0700
From: Donald Orluck <DonNrs2000@mindspring.com>
Subject: Jason--A Love Story Chapter 2

Jason---A Love Story
Chapter 2.
Part 1.

     I filtered through the endless sea of bodies as I made my way back to
Jason's table.  I stopped to get a soda, needing to have something in my
hands, more than needing a drink.  I had only recently stopped smoking
after succumbing to Paul's constant pleading with me to give up the habit.
I was so nervous that I feared asking one of the many smokers for a
cigarette.  At least with the soda in hand, I would be less tempted to bum
a smoke.  As I approached the table I noticed the front was surrounded by
several cute boys along with a few very pretty lesbians (yes guys there are
beautiful lesbians, so give up the old stereotypes).  While Pam (the gal I
had original spoke with at the table) was busy with the other females, the
boys seemed to be bombarding Jason with questions, and looks of dogs in
heat.  I almost turned away, ready to give up. Considering all those cute
boys had his attention, I figured he wouldn't need me hanging around (do I
have self-esteem issues or what).  Just as I was about to leave, Jason
glanced up and our eyes met.  His business like expression changed almost
instantly into a beaming smile.  He raised his hand and motioned for me to
come over to the table.  Several of the boys turned to see who Jason had
waved to, and had some interesting expressions on their faces when they saw
me approaching (after all Brad Pitt I ain't).  I just passed by them
smiling and approached the side of the table as Jason came over and, for
the third time today, shook my hand.  He pulled up a chair from the
cluttered area in back of the table and with a pleading look said, "Please
sit for a while."

      He continued to talk with his customers, turning occasionally to me,
flashing a smile my way.  The boys soon began leaving the table one by one
as they realized Jason wasn't interested in flirting with them.  After
about 15 minutes Jason moved to the other end of the table and spoke
quietly with Pam.  The only part of the conversation I heard was Pam
telling him to "go and have some fun."  Smiling, he came back over to where
I was sitting and spoke again in that angelic voice, "Hey Don, would you go
for a walk with me, I need to get away from here for a while."  Well, he
sure didn't have to ask me twice as I immediately responded, "Sure, lets go
grab a soda and walk."  "Wait here a second," Jason said as he went digging
amongst all the stock boxes.  He came back with a couple of cold soda's
commenting, "Here, this way we won't have to wait in any lines," as he
handed me a ice cold diet coke, continuing, "I noticed you like diet coke
when you were here earlier today."  We started off from the table and
headed in the direction of the Y.O.U. table.  I thought to myself, "I hope
Paul and Tom see this, they will absolutely shit bricks."  As we crossed
through the crowd of people, I noticed Jason getting a lot of looks, and
heads kept turning as we passed by.  We talked a little about Jason's job
and I learned how successful he was since joining the salon.  From the
conversation I surmised that he really loved what he did for a living.
Then the dreaded question came up as he asked me how old I was.  I replied
honestly, "I'm 41 years old."  He looked at me with a shocked expression
and replied, "You're shittin me, you look so much younger."  He must have
caught my worried look as he continued, "I'm 22, but age is irrelevant to
me. I hope you don't mind hanging with a youngster for a while." He again
beamed that awesome smile at me.  "Mind, shit I'm fucking on another planet
right now cause of you," I thought to myself as I replied to him, "It will
be my pleasure to hang with you."  "Kewl!!" he replied, "Now lets go
somewhere a little quieter so we can talk some more."

     Jason led me in the direction of a wooded area at the far end of the
park.  We had to pass right by the Y.O.U. table to get there.  Paul caught
a glimpse of us talking as we passed the table and his face lit up like the
fourth of July as he grabbed a hold of Tom and pointed him in my direction.
Tom just stood there with his mouth wide open as I smiled back at them
both.  Paul gave me the thumbs up sign as we walked out of the main picnic
area and headed for the wooded area.  As we approached this vacant part of
the park Jason spied a table under the trees.  He grabbed my hand and
pulled me towards the table (like I wouldn't have followed him anywhere he
wanted to go).  We sat next to each other on top of the table; legs crossed
Indian style, and continued our conversation.  I told Jason all about Paul,
Tom, Robert, my job and my choice to attend school and begin a new career.

He commented, "I think it's great that you want to be a nurse and help
people.  There should be more gay people in those professions, maybe then
peoples attitudes about us would change."  He continued, "It must be really
hard to work full time and manage all the classes you have to take."

I replied, "It gets to me sometimes, but I try to focus on the good that
will occur when I am done.  The only bad part is that I don't get much time
for fun.  I used to go out dancing occasionally, you know to relieve stress
since I can't dance worth shit, but I haven't even had time to do that the
last six months."

"Really," he replied.  "I love to dance, and I'll bet you can dance better
than you think.  Hey, I got an idea.  You said you took the whole weekend
off of work because of the picnic, right?"  I nodded my head yes, and he
continued, "Well then you and I are going out dancing TONIGHT.  So if you
have any other plans, cancel them."

"Ok," I replied cautiously.  "You really want to go out dancing with ME?"
"Shit yeah," he replied enthusiastically.  "Thank you God," I thought to
myself.  "I didn't make any plans for after the picnic," I commented.
"Where do you want to go?" I questioned.  His reply was emphatic, "The
Wave, they have the best music and dance floor in the city."  I replied,
"Kewl, I have heard it's a great club, I just haven't had a chance to check
it out yet."

     Jason must have noticed my nervousness and apprehension.  After all, I
had never had a guy this good looking give me more than the time of day
until Paul, Tom, and Robert came along.  However, they were my best
friends, and we had no romantic feelings for each other (well at least they
don't, I'm not giving up all my secrets in this story).  Now here, sitting
next to me, is this boy with the appearance of a God, and he just asked me
to go out dancing with him.  Well, we'll probably get to the club and he
will see his friends and that will be the last I will see of him for the
night.  I looked down at the table as I pondered these thoughts.  Quietly
Jason spoke, "Don."  As I lifted my head and turned towards him, he leaned
in towards me and kissed me.  Fireworks went off in my head and I swear I
saw stars everywhere.  It was a short friendly kiss and as he pulled his
head back slightly, he looked into my eyes staring into my soul.  He raised
his left hand and slid it behind my head and pulled me into another kiss.
This one was filled with passion and I swear it lasted for at least five
minutes.  I was oblivious to anything else around me.  When the kiss broke,
we were both breathing hard.  Jason spoke first, "Now, do you understand
that I want to spend the evening dancing and talking with you, no one
else."  He must be able to read minds too, I thought to myself.  I replied
with tears forming in my eyes "Yes, I think I got that now."

     He noticed the tears in my eyes and brought his hand gently to my
cheek and lovingly wiped the tears away.  He then spoke again, "Man,
someone must of hurt you bad before (can he see into my soul or what?).  I
promise I'm gonna change that."  With that said he grabbed my hand and
pulled me down from the table.  "Come with me, it is time for Nursing 101,
with Jason your personal instructor." He smiled brightly as he spoke.  He
led me further into the wooded area, down a small hill, and then down a
trail that led to a little brook.  On the other side of the brook was a
open area covered with grass and wildflowers.  He stopped and said "Come
on, take your shoes off, we're going over there."  "Ok," I replied
wondering what exactly he had in mind.  We removed our shoes and crossed
the stream, the cool water feeling good around my feet and ankles.
Reaching the other side we stepped out into the grass.  It felt like velvet
on my feet, and the smell of the wild flowers was intoxicating.

I asked, "Jason, how did you know about this place?"  He replied, "I found
it last year when I came to the picnic.  I got tired of the crowd and the
music was terrible, so I ventured off on my own and stumbled across this
place.  To be honest, I wasn't sure if it would still be this nice, but I'm
glad it is."  He smiled that wonderful smile at me again.  "This place is
incredible.  It's like, untouched by the rest of the world," I remarked.
Jason replied, "I stayed here for about three hours last year, I even dozed
off for a while.  My friends all thought I took off with someone, and I
didn't tell them otherwise.  I didn't want them finding and spoiling this
place."

"God Jason, I feel really honored that you brought me here.  This is SO
KEWL!"  Jason grasped my hand again, led me to the middle of the open field
and said, "Sit down Don, I want to talk some more."  I wasn't about to
argue, since this place was absolutely beautiful, so I sat.  Jason sat down
facing me and looked into my eyes, speaking softly, "I want you to tell me
about who and what hurt you so bad, that is if you feel comfortable telling
me."  I answered, "Are you sure you want to hear about this, it's not a
nice story, and I don't want to be dumping on you, since you just met me."
Jason took my hand and again softly spoke; "You won't be dumping on me.  I
want to know what has hurt you so we can get you through it.  I want to see
you smiling and having fun, not nervous and apprehensive."  With that said
I began spewing the story of my ex and how he virtually destroyed my
self-esteem with his intense jealousy, constant unfounded accusations, and
verbal abuse.  Jason listened intensely; never letting go of my hands,
except to wipe away the tears that fell periodically as I spoke.  As I
finished my story, and for the first time in two years, I felt like a
tremendous burden had been lifted from my soul.  I had told Jason even more
than I had disclosed to Paul.  He had a way of just drawing it all out of
me.  By this time we both had tears in our eyes.  Jason slid over next to
me, put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him.  He again
spoke softly, "Don, thanks for telling me."  I replied, "No, thank you for
listening and caring."  He then pulled me into a hug and as I looked up
into his eyes he leaned in and kissed me again.  This kiss was full of
passion as our tongues started dueling in each other's mouths.  I have no
idea how long we had embraced in this kiss, but when it broke Jason again
spoke, "Tonight, I'm gonna show you how to have fun again.  Don't worry,
we'll take some things slow, but tonight your gonna dance your ass off."  I
smiled at him and said, "Ok, my night is now in your hands."

     We kissed again before getting up to leave this special place.
"Jason, don't you have to go back to the table?" I questioned.  "No, I
bribed Pam into finishing out the picnic.  Her girlfriend is coming to help
her pack everything up.  My time is now strictly for you," He replied.
"Ok, what's the plan?" I asked.  Jason smiled and for a moment I thought I
saw one of Tom's devilish grins on his face.  "First we are going to stop
and tell your friends that you're leaving.  That way I can meet them so
they don't worry about you.  From what you've told me about Paul, he's not
going to let me sweep you on outta here with out first giving me the third
degree."  We both started laughing at this.  Then we can stop at your place
and get a change of clothes for tonight.  We'll order a pizza before we
leave your place so that it should be ready after we arrive at my
apartment."  I replied, "Sounds like you got things pretty well covered.
One question, I need a shower after being out here all day."  Jason
chuckled, "Be patient, that will be covered too, don't worry about it."  I
gave him an inquisitive look and said, "Ok.  You're in charge for tonight.
If I smell bad, it's on your shoulders."  Jason again gave me a mischievous
smile.  We reached the Y.O.U. table after walking briskly for a few
minutes.  I introduced Jason to Paul and Tom, and they informed me that
Robert was tied up with a problem involving one of the DJ's.  I needed to
hit the bathroom and Tom offered to go with me.  That way Paul had his
opportunity to give Jason the once over.  I wasn't worried because I
already knew Jason would alleviate any of Paul's concerns.  Jason had a
plan for tonight, but he needed Paul's help to pull it off.  Paul filled me
in on the details of their conversation a few weeks later.  When Tom and I
returned, we found Paul and Jason talking as if old friends.  Paul told me
to go out and have some fun for once.  He even said he and Tom would stop
by later and take Brandon out, so I didn't have to worry about being home
by 11pm.  As we hugged each other good-bye, Paul whispered in my ear, "Don,
I think you've finally found a gem.  I'm so happy for you.  Now go and
don't worry about anything else tonight."  I kissed Paul's cheek and we
were off.  I knew I would have a nice time tonight.  I had no idea this
night would change my entire life.

Well, this is the start of a most interesting adventure.  I hope you are
enjoying my little story.  I hope you don't find it to sappy.  I'm a
hopeless romantic and you'll understand why as the story further unfolds.
And don't worry, I'm sure there will be some more sex in there somewhere ..
........Heheheheheh!!!!!!

Jason---A Love Story Chapter 2.  Part 2.

     We made our way back through the crowd, holding hands, towards the
parking lot.  I proudly smiled as heads turned and all these good looking
men noticed Jason and I walking hand in hand.  We arrived at Jason's car
and I was pleasantly surprised to find it was a late model Mustang
convertible.  I asked giddily, "Jason, can we ride with the top down?"  He
replied, "Sure, if you want to."  I continued, "It's just that I haven't
ridden in a convertible in like 20 years."  Jason chuckled, replying, "In
that case, we'll take the scenic route so you can enjoy this."  "Kewl,
thank you!" I replied, thinking to myself, "He is so nice, I can't believe
this is happening to ME."  We got in the car, put the top down, and off we
went.  Jason drove through several subdivisions, and then got on the
expressway so I could experience the full effect of riding in a
convertible.  It was a great thrill for me.

     We arrived at my apartment about 45 minutes after leaving the picnic.
I prepared Jason for his initial meeting with Brandon, my dog, explaining
that he is very rambunctious, but would not bite or hurt him.  Brandon of
course barked up a storm and jumped all over Jason when we entered the
apartment.  Jason handled him as though he was his own, and practically
begged me to let him walk Brandon.  Leash in hand, we set out for a walk,
and Jason was amazed at Brandon's strength as he practically pulled Jason
down the three flights of stairs that lead to the outside world.  We walked
for about fifteen minutes before returning, and then I grabbed some
clothes, with Jason's help, for our clubbing adventure.  Jason ordered the
pizza as I prepared Brandon's treats, then we said bye to Brandon and we
were out the door.  We stopped off at a 7-Eleven and picked up some soda on
our way to Jason's place.  I found out Jason only lives about a mile away
from me, in one of the beautifully restored older apartment complexes, in
the historical district of our city.  We parked the car and Jason put the
top back up before we entered his apartment.  Like me he lived on the third
floor, but at least his complex had an elevator, so we didn't have to trek
up the steps.

     Jason opened the door stating, "Welcome to my humble abode," as we
entered.  His apartment was typical for those in the historical district.
It had hardwood floors and high ceilings and was very spacious.  He did not
have a lot of furnishings yet, as he had just moved in recently, but his
living room did have a beautiful black leather couch, large screen TV, and
a killer entertainment center (all the necessary items for any gay man).
He spoke again, asking, "Would you like the grand tour?"  I replied, "Of
course."  With that he showed me first to the kitchen which was quite
spacious for an older apartment.  The dining area was quite large and he
had a nice modern round glass table and brass framed chairs.  Next, he led
me to the bedroom, and I was amazed at the beautiful bed that stood in the
center of the room.  It was one of those old-style, cherry-wood, canopy
beds, which he had fitted with light blue draperies and a rich cobalt
comforter and pillows.  It was breathtaking.  He had a matching cherry-wood
dresser.  Noticing my interest in the furniture he commented, "I picked
this up at an estate sale right after moving in.  When I first noticed it,
I immediately fell in love with it."  I replied, "Jason, you have exquisite
taste, this is just beautiful."  He flashed that fantastic smile at me as
he said, "Thanks."  He then took hold of my hand and said, "Follow me, I
have a real surprise for you," as he pulled me out of the bedroom and down
a lengthy hallway that led towards the back of his apartment.  We passed by
a closed door, which he told me was the bathroom, and then came upon
another door.

"Close your eyes, Don," he requested and I complied.  I heard him open the
door, and holding my hand he led me into another room.  "Ok, you can open
your eyes now," he stated enthusiastically.  I was amazed as I now looked
out on an enclosed sun porch that included a large shower and a Jacuzzi.
"Oh my God, this is great!" I commented.  "How did you ever come across
this place?"  I asked.  Jason replied, "One of my customers is a real
estate agent, and when I mentioned to him that I was looking for a place,
he hooked me up with this in less than a week.  It is the only one with the
sun porch since there are open gardens below it.  The best part is the rent
is a steal, only six hundred a month, and I got a five year lease on the
place too."  "That's awesome," I replied.

     Suddenly, the doorbell rang, so we left this little piece of paradise
and hurried back to the living room.  Jason opened the door, and as he had
anticipated, it was the pizza was being delivered.  As we had previously
agreed, I paid for the pizza, since he insisted that the rest of the night
was going to be his treat.  Jason asked me to set the pizza up in the
dinning area and to grab the soda's from the refrigerator, while he went
over to the entertainment center and selected some dinner music.  I was
shocked when he put on Sarah Brightman's "Time to Say Goodbye" CD, and I
commented, "OH MY GOD, JASON, THAT'S SARA BRIGHTMAN, I JUST LOVE HER."  He
laughed replying, "I know, I asked Paul who your favorite artist was, and
when he told me, I almost fell over.  I don't usually get into classical
music, but I fell in love with her and Andrea Bocelli, after watching a PBS
special a few months back.  I know this isn't exactly `pizza music,' but I
figured you wouldn't mind."  I replied, "This is great Jason.  Did you know
she just came out with a new CD?  I haven't purchased it yet though, since
I just found out about it yesterday."  He replied, "I heard form one of the
customers a couple of weeks ago that one was coming out, but I hadn't seen
it in any of the stores yet.  I'll have to pick it up the next time I'm out
shopping."  We started eating the pizza and conversed about our musical
likes and dislikes.  Jason told me that he favored dance music over all
others, but that he was trying to expand his musical tastes.  I told him
that I liked just about everything except heavy country and rap, but
favored Broadway show tunes, especially Andrew Lloyd Weber most of all.  I
told him about seeing Sarah Brightman in concert, before leaving Michigan
to move here.  Since I have a huge musical selection, I offered to let
Jason borrow anything he might like to check out, so that he wouldn't
purchase something that he didn't like. He was all smiles over that idea.

     It was about 7pm when we finished the pizza.  After cleaning up the
dishes, Jason took my hand and led me to the couch.  Finding the remote, he
began pushing buttons to program the stereo system, and then turned it off.
He then turned to me and softly spoke, "The club won't start hopping till
about 11:30pm, so let's rest for a while before getting ready.  I've set
the stereo to begin playing again at 10pm, that should give us plenty of
time to get ready."  I nodded my head in agreement and then he gently
pulled me down next to him on the large couch.  I laid my head on his
chest, and I could hear his heart beating and he ran his hands through my
hair.  Jason again spoke, "You have such soft hair, I hope you will let me
cut it for you soon."  I replied, "I'll make an appointment tomorrow."  He
snickered speaking, "Don, you don't need an appointment, I'll just cut it
here one night real soon."  "Kewl," I replied.  We talked for a little
while longer and then drifted off to sleep.

     Suddenly, the sound of music filled the room as I awoke with a start.
At first I was a bit disoriented (which is typical for me when I doze for
just a couple of hours).  Then I heard Jason's voice saying, "Wake up
sleeping beauty, it's time to get ready to dance till we drop," and I
realized again where I was.  Jason gave me a quick kiss as we sat up on the
couch.  Taking my hand, Jason pulled me up off the couch.  I picked up the
bag my clothes were in and he led me down the hallway to the bathroom.
Opening the bathroom door, he said, "You can shower in here.  There are
towels in the cabinet and plenty of soap and shampoo next to the tub."  The
tub was one of the old cast iron types, beautifully finished in a teal
color and surrounded by a curtain that hung from a frame suspended from the
ceiling.  Jason continued, "I'll use the shower out on the porch, and don't
worry, there's plenty of hot water."  I was relieved with this suggestion,
since I wasn't prepared yet for him to see me naked.  Like I said earlier,
I swear he could read my mind.

     We proceed to shower and as I finished shaving I heard a knock on the
bathroom door.  "Are ya decent in there?"  Jason asked.  "Yeah, come on
in." I replied.  Jason entered, clothed from the waist down.  My eyes were
drawn to his uncovered chest.  He had a great build.  Not bulging muscles
but well-defined pectorals, a nice six-pack, and a nice dusting of black
hair on his chest.  I blushed, realizing that I was staring, but Jason just
smiled.  "I need to brush my teeth," he commented.  I moved away from the
sink so he could brush his teeth and examined his strong back.  Damn, this
boy was gorgeous.  I began to feel a little self-conscious, considering I
am of a thin stature and not blessed with a great body.  Jason sensed this,
and turned to me, smiled and said, "Don, what did I tell your earlier?
Remember, I want to be here with you, so stop worrying."  I nodded my head
in acknowledgement, and with that Jason gave me another quick kiss as he
left the bathroom to finish dressing.  I thought to myself, "Damn, this has
to be a dream."  In a couple of minutes Jason returned, fully dressed in
brown cargo pants and a white polo shirt.  He looked awesome.  I was
wearing beige carpenter's pants and a light blue polo shirt.  Jason
commented, "Damn Don, you look great!  Let go do some dancing."  Well, that
made my day.  Jason told me that he called a cab since he didn't like
driving to the club and refused to drive home after having anything to
drink.  We exited the apartment and waited by the street for the cab.  It
arrived shortly and whisked us off, beginning a night I'll never forget.

Well that ends part two.  I know it's a bit chatty, but I needed to lay the
groundwork for the rest of this chapter.  Hang in there, it's gonna get
goooooooooood....

 Jason---A Love Story Chapter 2.  Part 3.

     We arrived at The Wave just before 11:30pm.  It was not very crowded
yet, which didn't surprise us since there were some other activities
following the picnic to keep people entertained.  I was glad though,
because I was a bit nervous about others seeing me dance, let alone Jason
watching me.  We approached the bar, and getting the bartenders attention,
ordered some drinks.  The bartender was a good-looking guy and he
recognized Jason instantly.  I decided on a rum and coke, and Jason ordered
a screwdriver, informing the bartender to start a tab for him and to put
anything I might order the rest of the night on it also.  Turning to
examine the dance floor, I noticed several of the patrons were glancing our
way.  Of course I just knew they were checking Jason out, and that sense of
worry hit me again (told ya, I still have self-esteem issues, LOL).  Jason
again sensed my fears and took my free hand in his.  He led me through the
sparse crowd, like a proud peacock, out to the patio area.  Boy did we get
some looks from the other patrons.  The hunk and the nursing student.  It
was great!!  Jason asked me to sit and then spoke again in that angelic
voice.  "Don, I want you to stop worrying.  You and only you are my date
for tonight.  Every dance is gonna be for you and you alone.  Is that
clear?"  "Yes sir," I replied chuckling, then continued, "I'm sorry for
being such an ass Jason.  I'm just nervous.  It's been a long time since
I've been on a date, let alone to a club.  And being here with the best
looking guy in town, well, it's a bit overwhelming, but I will calm down."
Jason was glowing.  "You really think I'm the best looking guy here? You
are so sweet, Don."  With that said, he leaned in and gave me a kiss.  Then
he continued talking.  "I want you to have fun tonight, so if there is
anything I do that makes you uncomfortable, don't hesitate to tell me."
"Ok, I promise, I'll let ya know if anything makes me feel awkward," I
responded.  Jason replied, "Good, now drink up cause it's time to dance."

     Finishing our cocktails, we made our way to the dance floor, Jason
holding my hand to ease my nervousness.  The music was booming so I knew
conversation on the dance floor would be limited.  While I love music, I am
terrible at remembering the names of songs, or the groups performing them,
so I couldn't tell you what all we danced to, but the beat was perfect.
Jason could really dance up a storm and watching him up close was visually
stunning.  I did my usual, moving around as best I knew how, and after
about an hour of dancing was getting pretty good at following Jason's lead.
He suggested we take a break for another drink, since we were, at this
point, sweating buckets.  He asked me to get the drinks and put them on his
tab, and then meet him out on the patio, while he went to the bathroom.
The bar was now a bit busier and I had to wait about 5 minutes, before
procuring the drinks.  I went out to the patio and found Jason talking to a
couple of very cute boys.  As I approached, I again became a bit nervous,
until Jason turned towards me and smiled.  He took his drink, and
enthusiastically spoke to the two guys, "Mike and Steve, this is Don, my
date for tonight!!"  They both reached out to shake my hand, and Mike spoke
first, "Don, it's great to meet you."  Steve immediately said, "Yes Don, it
is a pleasure."  I replied, "Thanks guys, it's good to meet you too."  Mike
continued, "Jay was just telling us how he met you at the picnic today."
Steve continued, "That is so kewl!!  See Mike, I told you that picnic is a
great idea, we should have went."  We continued the banter back and forth
until Jason and I had finished our drinks.  "Well guys, we have to get back
on the dance floor, so we'll catch ya later." Jason stated proudly.  Mike
and Steve both replied, "Ok, Jay, you take care and have fun.  Don, it was
great to meet you."  I replied, "It was nice meeting both of you.  Take
care now."  Jason took my hand and we were off to the dance floor again.

     We paused for a moment before entering the dance floor as Jason went
up to the DJ booth and spoke to the guy spinning the tunes.  When he
returned, he had a devilish grin on his face and commented, "Let's hit the
floor, cause I have a few surprises for you."  We walked to the center of
the floor just as the current song ended.  The DJ now took the microphone
and said, "This next tune is a special request from my friend Jason, to his
new friend Don.  Don, I hear you're a big Cher fan, so for the next
half-hour were all gonna dance exclusively to Cher.  Now lets start it off
with the dance cut of `I Believe,' by none other than Cherrrrrrrr!!!!"  I
was ecstatic.  This is one song I can dance my ass off to.  The DJ pumped
the volume as I mouthed to Jason, "Thank You!"  We jammed to Cher, and true
to his word the DJ play tunes from the new CD as well as some of Cher's
older tunes.  I was in heaven.  When the set ended, I looked at my watch
and noticed it was almost 2am, which meant that the club would soon be
closing.  Jason grabbed my hand and I expected him to lead me off the
floor.  He then whispered in my ear, "Just wait here, there is one more
song left, before they end the night."  I gave him a questioning look as
the DJ once again took the mic.  "To close out the night we have a request
for Celine Dion's `My Heart Will Go On.'  Don, this is for you, from Jason,
with love."  Jason pulled me close and I had tears rolling down my cheeks
as we slow danced to my favorite love ballad.  As Jason led me around the
dance floor I rested my head on his strong shoulder.  As the song finished
we looked into one another eyes, kissed, and then he hugged me as if he
would never let me go.  What a perfect evening this had been.

     The house lights came on and people began to exit the club.  As I went
to the bathroom, Jason went up to pay the tab and asked the bartender to
call a cab.  I stopped by the DJ booth before returning to Jason and
thanked the young man for such a great set of music.  I then made my way to
Jason.  Even though it was after 2am, I was still very awake, but kind of
saddened that this perfect evening was coming to an end.  Jason being
astute as always said, "Don't be lookin down now, the night isn't over
yet."  That brought an instant smile to my face.  He took hold of my hand
and led me out into the parking lot, just as the cab arrived.  "Before we
head home, let's stop and grab some burgers," he suggested.  "Sounds good
to me," I replied.  He spoke with the driver for a moment, we then entered
the cab, and we were off to Burger King.  We purchased some chicken
sandwiches and fries, but no drinks since Jason said he had plenty at home.
We arrived back at his place within a few minutes and after he paid the
driver, we went in to begin part two of our evening.

     After eating our sandwiches and downing some soda, Jason informed me
that Paul had helped him out by clueing him in on my favorite music.  I had
wondered how he knew about Cher and Celine Dion.  I then asked him, "So
what else did you and Paul scheme up for tonight?"  He replied, "Only one
more thing.  You don't have to worry about Brandon tonight, because Tom and
Paul picked him up after the picnic and there gonna keep him till tomorrow
evening."  "Kewl.  So now what do you want to do?" I replied.  "Well, I
have another little surprise for you, but I don't want you to feel
pressured to do it."  I gave him a questioning look, as he continued.
"Wanna smoke some weed?" he asked hesitantly.  "Shit yeah," I replied.  "I
haven't gotten high in ages, this is too kewl."  Jason smiled again, as he
reached into the drawer next to the kitchen table, and pulled out a box
containing two joints.  "This is some good stuff, you'll catch a real
mellow buzz, and it's mild on the throat too.  Let's go out on the porch
and we'll fire these up."

     We made our way to the porch and sat on the ledge of the Jacuzzi.
Jason fired up the first joint and we passed it back and forth till it was
finished.  I could already feel the effects of the herb and I started to
get a bit giddy.  Pretty soon we were both carrying on like a couple of
high school kids, laughing our asses off at the dumbest things.  Jason
turned on the boom box sitting on the porch and we started dancing to the
music.  We were just having a good old time.  After a bit he asked if I
wanted to smoke the other joint and I said, "Sure, let's burn it."  So we
sat again and smoked the second joint.  I was really buzzed now, but it was
mellow, just like he said, so I wasn't getting dizzy.  We danced some more
and then Jason asked, "Wanna get in the hot tub for a while?"  I replied,
"Kewl, but I didn't bring a suit."  Jason came closer to me and looked into
my eyes and said, "Don, you don't need a suit."  Then we both started
laughing.  I knew I was buzzed now because the idea of undressing in front
of Jason wasn't worrying me.  I started to pull my shirt loose from my
pants, but Jason stopped me, and said, "No, let me do that."

     Jason grasped my shirt and slowly lifted it up my body as I raised my
arms.  He then pulled it off of me and tossed it to the side.  I figured
turn about is fair play, so I grabbed his shirt before he could, and slid
it up and over his arms.  I couldn't help but stare at his awesome looking
chest.  I almost reached out, wanting to touch his illuminating skin, but
he brought me back to the present moment, as he began fumbling with the
button on my pants.  He looked into my eyes and smiled as he loosened the
button, slowly lowered the zipper, and then allowed my pants to fall to the
ground.  I in turn loosened the drawstring on his pants, and then holding
them at his waist, pushed them over his bubble butt and let them glide to
the ground.  We both kicked off our shoes, stepped out of our pants, which
were now lying jumbled on the ground, and then sat down to remove our
socks.  Jason looked like a Greek sculpture sitting there in only his white
Calvin Klein boxers.  I could now see his powerful looking upper legs and
this along with the effects of the weed was getting me more than a little
horny.  I just love strong looking legs.  I noticed Jason looking up and
down my slim body and as our eyes met he had a huge smile on his face.  I
stood up and was going to remove my light blue, Structure, boxers when
Jason stopped me and said, "No, leave them on for now.  I want to see how
they cling to you after getting wet in the tub."  With that said, he stood
and took my hand and led me around to the steps that first went up and then
down into the hot tub.  He turned a small round knob by the side of the
Jacuzzi and the water began to bubble vigorously.  Then we made our way
down the steps and into the tub, sitting next to each other with water
bubbling up to our shoulders.

"God, this feels so good," I remarked.  I was still buzzing away from the
weed, so being a little bold, I turned to Jason and, for the first time, I
initiated a kiss.  He responded passionately as our tongues began working
their way in and out of each other's mouths.  Jason brought his right hand
up and began caressing my smooth chest.  I could no longer wait to touch
him, so I began stroking his powerful chest with my right hand.  The
feeling of his wet skin and fine chest hair was a total turn on, and I
began to moan as he continued to touch my upper body.  Some how we
maintained control of ourselves and after about 5 minutes we broke form our
passionate kiss.  Jason smiled at me and remarked, "Oh my Gawd Don, you
sure know how to give someone a mind altering kiss."  I blushed at his
remark, but smiled brightly.  Jason took my hand and we started bobbing up
and down in the bubbly water, moving all around the perimeter of the hot
tub.  We then moved into the center of the tub, and facing each other, both
stood on our knees and embraced, beginning another kiss.  Jason was gliding
his strong hands over my back while mine were holding gently to the back of
his neck.  His hands made their way down to my butt and he pulled me in
tight so both our groins were touching.  I could feel the hardening effects
happening beneath his boxers and I'm sure he was experiencing the same from
me.

Jason moaned, "Mmmm, this is sooooo gooooood," as we broke from our kiss.
I know I had a look of ecstasy on my face as I smiled back at him.  I
placed the palms of both my hands on his pectorals and began rubbing them
in a soft circular motion as I continued to gaze into his alluring eyes.  I
spoke softly to Jason saying, "Gawd, you are such a beautiful man.  I can't
believe I'm actually here with you."  He replied, "No, you're the one
that's beautiful.  It's you that is making this moment so wonderful, and
this is right where you belong."  He leaned forward and kissed me again and
then whispered to me, "Please spend the night with me, I want to wake up
tomorrow looking into your eyes."  I confirmed his request by nodding my
head and giving him another passionate kiss.

Well, this ends chapter 2.  I told you I am a hopeless romantic, so you
should have expected my little story to be full of kissing and lots of
foreplay.  Where will Jason's request lead them?  Well, you'll just have to
read on to Chapter 3 to find out......
 
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