Date: Tue, 2 Dec 2003 11:14:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Andrew Hawk <andrewhawk2858@yahoo.com>
Subject: Big Brother 3 - Part 2 of 2

Warnings and Disclaimers:

1) If reading this is in any way illegal in your
location because of your age, religion, or some other
law, you shouldn't read this.

2) If you are offended by male/male gay sexual
relationships, you shouldn't read this.

3) I don't know Marcellus or Jason or any other
celebrities/reality contestants who may be mentioned
in this story. This story is in no way meant to imply
anything about their or any other celebrities
sexualities, proclivities, personalities, or anything
else.  This is a work of pure fiction.

4) Big Brother 3 is owned and copyrighted by CBS
and/or it's affiliates.

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Chapter Two

For a horrifying minute, Marcellus and Jason both just
stared at each other.  Neither one moving for fear of
what other things a move might reveal to the other.
Jason heard faded voices coming from the backyard.
Amy screaming in her high pitched annoying as hell
laughter as she ran toward the house.  Jason quickly
let the front of his shorts snap back into place as he
slid inside the bedroom, quietly closing the door.

Marcellus, still in shock and aw of being caught by
Jason, just lied there staring at him.  They could
both hear Amy rooting around the kitchen, heard the
clank of bottles.  She was going straight for the
booze, surprise, surprise.  Only when they heard her
go back outside with the door closing behind her, did
they both relax a little.  Marcellus grabbed his towel
and wiped the cum off his chest as Jason turned around
and watched.

A blush came to Jason's face when he felt his cock
twitch again at the site of Marcellus wiping down.
Marcellus could see the growing bulge in Jason's
shorts as he threw the towel back under his bed.
Marcellus just grinned at Jason,

"You naughty little boy you," he joked.  Jason's blush
tripled in color as he fidgeted with his own fingers.

"It  . . . I didn't kn-mo-I heard-..uhm..oh man."
Marcellus gave a chuckle at Jason's flustered attempt
at talking.  He kicked his pants the rest of the way
off and stood up, letting his robe drop to the floor.
Jason stared at Marcellus' body in all it's glory.
The hairless chest, defined pecs, rippled abs.  He
looked beautiful.  Jason had never considered himself
gay before; he had always liked women.  Something
about seeing Marcellus jacking off and realizing that
he was the one being fantasized about turned him on to
no end.

Marcellus walked up to Jason, gently grabbing his hand
to bring it up to his chest.  Jason got the idea and
slowly started to rub Marcellus' chest, feeling the
soft skin and defined muscles.  His hand ran down
between the pecs across the stomach and stopping just
before he got to the real prize.

"Go on," urged Marcellus.  Jason looked into
Marcellus' eyes questioning.  "Touch it," said
Marcellus, "It's okay."  Jason moved in hand further
down, feeling the soft bush of hair that only
tantalized his hands appetite for the main meal.  He
grabbed Marcellus dick, still semi hard from the
anticipation of Jason's touch.  Jason gently squeezed
the shaft as Marcellus let out a deep moan.  Slowly,
Jason started to stroke Marcellus' cock, it
immediately responded by becoming rock hard.

"That's it, my boy, jack that cock."  Jason couldn't
help but blush at Marcellus' statement.  Nobody had
ever talked dirty to him before.  Hell, this was the
first cock he'd ever touched besides his own.
Speaking of which, his own cock was rock hard,
sticking straight up, twitching in expectation of
being manipulated.  With his other hand, Jason started
working on his own cock as he increased the pace on
Marcellus' cock.
Marcellus couldn't believe that his fantasy boy was
actually jacking him off.  He had dreamed of this
moment for almost two weeks now, not sure how to make
a move on Jason for fear of scaring him off.  But now,
feeling Jason's warm hand stroking his cock was the
most incredible feeling he had ever felt in his life.
Even his past partners with way more experience than
little Jason didn't seem to compare at the moment.  As
far as Marcellus was concerned, Jason was the Sex God!

"Oh my god, I'm gonna cum," warned Marcellus.  Jason,
in a half panic, stopped stroking both his own cock
and Marcellus'.   Marcellus opened his eyes, looking
at Jason,

"Don't stop," he cried.  Jason immediately picked up
where he left off, jacking even faster than he had
before.  His own cock, forgotten about, Jason
concentrated on Marcellus' massive shaft.  He let go
of his own cock and reached out, grabbing Marcellus'
balls, giving them a gentle squeeze.

That was too much Marcellus, with a loud moan
Marcellus' knees nearly bucked out from under him as
he came.  The first shot flew up and his Jason square
on the chest, the next just below that.  The other six
shots met their fate on the carpet below.  Jason, not
quiet sure when to stop, kept stroking.  Marcellus'
body jerked and quivered at the extra stimulation
until finally he couldn't take it anymore and took
Jason's hand in his own.

"That was incredible."  Jason blushed for seemingly
the hundredth time that night.  Marcellus guided Jason
over to the bed and laid him down.  Unsure of what was
going to happen, Jason propped himself up on his
elbows, looking at Marcellus questioningly.

"Don't worry, my boy.  You are going to love this,"
promised Marcellus, laying a hand between Jason's
nipples, pushing him back down on the bed.  Jason put
his hands behind his head onto the pillow as he
watched Marcellus lean forward and kissed him.

Feeling Marcellus' warm pouty lips touching his own
sent feelings never before experienced through Jason's
body.  He heard a low moan escape from between them,
not realizing until it had stopped that it was him who
had moaned.  Jason put one hand on the back of
Marcellus' neck, as if to say don't leave and kissed
back.  Their interwining tongues made Jason's cock
twitch between their two naked bodies.  Marcellus
started to gyrate his hips against Jason's as they
started feeling each others bodies.

Marcellus' soft skin rubbing back and forth on Jason's
sensitive cock made Jason tremble with pleasure and
lust.  He wrapped his arms around Marcellus and pulled
him down on him tight, gyrating his hips faster as the
sensitivity increased.  Both men moaned as they kissed
and got familiar with ever crevice of the others body.

Jason felt something deep within his groin, quickly
building and moving into his balls.  Suddenly his
whole body tensed, his balls contracted and the most
powerful orgasm he'd ever had consumed his body.  Cum
gushed out of his cock lubricating the area between
their bodies, further increasing the sensations making
the orgasm longer.

Marcellus felt Jason's body tense, cum shooting
against his own body and couldn't hold back; he too
shot his load.  Cumming three times in less than a
half an hour made for a very small load, but the
pleasure was still just as intense as the first one.
Both men moaned as they held each other on the bed.

"Hey Marcellus!!"

Both men jerked up off the bed, their mixed cum
dripped from both their groins.  Marcellus reached
under the bed and threw Jason a towel.

"Quick, get in your bed and cover up, pretend like
your asleep."  Jason, trying to wipe off the best he
could jumped onto his bed a little too vigoriously and
slid off the other side, landing with the thump on the
floor.  He quickly got back up on the bed and covered
over.  Marcellus wiped off with the first piece of
clothing he could grab, Jason's shorts, and quickly
shoved their clothes under the bed, grabbed his robe,
putting it on as he picked up his deck of cards and
laid down on the bed just as the door opened to
reveil,

"What do you want, Amy," asked Marcellus, as matter of
fact as he could muster given what had just transpired
not ten seconds ago.

"Where's Jason," she asked.  Marcellus looked over at
the bed next to his, seeing the back of Jason's head
sticking out from the pile of covers he had pulled
over himself to cover his nudity.

"He's taking a nap,  what's up,"  he asked, trying to
steer the conversation away from Jason.

"We're all going to play a drinking came, come join
us," she said, losing her grip on the doorknob and
almost falling flat on her face.  She managed to catch
herself by grabbing the door frame,  "Come on," she
encouraged, making her way back down the hall, leaving
the door open behind her.

Marcellus looked back over at Jason, Jason rolled onto
his back and looked at Marcellus.  They both grinned
knowingly.  This was going to be an interesting stay
in the Big Brother house.

End of Story

Obviously there is potential to take this story and
drag it out among all the men and/or women of the
house.  I'm more than willing to do that, depending on
responses.  If you liked this story and want me to
write more or have suggestions for what I could do
next, please email me.  Even if you hated this story,
email me, let me know.  andrewhawk2858@yahoo.com

Hope You Enjoyed!