Date: Mon, 22 Mar 1999 20:20:23 PST
From: blake carrington <denvercarrington@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dawson's Delight

### I'm not connected to Dawson's Creek in any way. This is a fan 
fiction story and isn't supposed to reflect on the sexual prefernces of 
the actors who play the characters. All characters are the property of 
Sony and Outerbank Entertainment.


     Dawson Leery moaned as his hand stroked up and down on his hard 
eight inch cock. His eyes were closed tightly and he was lying back in 
his bed, caressing his cock with a quick pace.  
     His mind was focused on one thing: Pacey Witter, his best friend. 
Dawson had fantasized about Pacey countless times, and this time was no 
different. He thought of Pacey's smooth, hard body and imagined what his 
erect cock would look like. He even wondered what it would taste like, 
sliding in and out of his mouth.
     As Dawson stroked his impressive member, his moans prevented him 
from hearing the footsteps on the stairs. Jack McPhee stopped just 
outside of Dawson's bedroom door and listened to the moans coming from 
behind it.
    Jack, Capeside's recently outed gay teen, got a raging hard on, 
listening to Dawson's muted moans. Jack had been secretly in love with 
Dawson ever since the first time he'd seen him.
    "Oh, Pacey!" Jack heard Dawson call out suddenly. Since Jack had 
just left Pacey with Andie, Jack's sister and Pacey's girlfriend, he 
knew Dawson must be fanatsizing. Better yet, he knew Dawson was 
attracted to guys!
     Jack flung open the door, ready to make his move. Dawson jumped up 
from the bed, stunned, and grabbed for a pillow to cover his throbbing 
member.
     "Jack, what the fuck are you doing here?" Dawson yelled, blushing 
with embarrasement.
     "Does it matter, Dawson? I heard what you said. You were beating 
your meat and thinking about Pacey, weren't you?" Jack smiled 
mischeviously.
     "NO! You're crazy, Jack. Just get out of here, okay?" Dawson 
ordered, flushing and looking around nervously.
     "I heard you, Dawson. But why pine away for Pacey? He's straight 
and he's with my sister. Why not go for someone who's available? Like 
me?" Jack grinned and stepped forward, grabbing the pillow from Dawson's 
hand and staring hungrily down at the hard cock it had covered.
     "I'm not gay, Jack. I swear. You heard wrong!" Dawson insisted. 
Jack smiled and sank to his knees. Before Dawson could say anything 
else, Jack sucked his cock head into his mouth and began to run his 
tongue over it.
     "Oh, stop!" Dawson said, unconvincingly as he thrust his hips 
forward, pushing more of his cock into Jack's eager mouth. 
     Jack, who'd been practicing his deep throating techniques on a 
large dildo in preparation for the first time he gave a blow job, easily 
took Dawson's large member down his throat.
     "Oh my god. This isn't right Jack," Dawson moaned, his eyes closed, 
as he began to fuck Jack's face with a growing pace.
     Jack ran his hands up Dawson's legs and gently spread his ass 
cheeks. His index finger found Dawson's hole, sweaty from his earlier 
masturbation session, and gently probed inside.
     "OH!" Dawson grunted, cumming almost the instant the finger slid 
inside. Jack moaned deeply as he began to swallow the hot seed that 
spewed forth from Dawson's meaty cock.
     Dawson flopped backwards onto the bed and Jack stood up, still 
fully dressed, and grinned down at the naked object of his desire.
     "Did you like that, Dawson?" Jack asked.
     "That felt so incredible," Dawson smiled sleepily. "But, Jack I'm 
not gay."
     "Come on, Dawson. I'm not going to tell anyone. You can be honest 
with me," Jack pleaded, stroking his hard cock through his shorts.
     "I'm not," Dawson said weakly, his eyes on Jack's bulge and the 
hand that was caressing it.
     "Dawson, I've wanted you for so long. You've wanted to be with a 
guy for just as long, obviously. Come on. Just admit it, then we can 
have some real fun," Jack smiled, slowly slipping one hand into his 
shorts and caressing his cock.
     Dawson watched him hungrily, but silently for a few minutes. Then 
he sighed and looked down at his own cock, which was giving him away by 
becoming hard again.
     "Yeah, Jack. I'm gay," Dawson said. Jack grinned and pulled off his 
shirt. Then, he tugged down his shorts.
     "Here's your prize, Dawson," Jack smiled. Dawson cautiously moved 
forward and wrapped his lips around the head of Jack's dick. Jack moaned 
as Dawson slowly moved his mouth up and down the hot seven inches, 
taking as much as he could down his throat. Since he hadn't had any 
practice, it wasn't much.
     Jack began to gently give Dawson instructions, wich the hot blonde 
teen eagerly followed, wanting to learn how to give Jack the same 
pleasure he'd just recieved. 
     "That's it. Yeah, you got it now, Dawson. Fuck yeah, suck that 
cock, you hot stud," Jack moaned, his eyes closed. 
     Soon, Jack felt the familiar feeling and pulled his cock out of 
Dawson's mouth before things went to far.
     "Hey! What did I do?"  Dawson asked, looking worried.
     "Nothing, babe. I just want to cum inside of you," Jack smiled 
softly.
    "You mean.... I don't know Jack," Dawson looked worried.
    "Dawson, it'll feel great. Once you get used to it, you'll want to 
do it all the time. C'mon, please?" Jack asked, desperate to slip his 
hard cock between Dawson's beautiful ass cheeks.
     "Okay. Just this once," Dawson said. Jack smiled and sat down on 
the edge of the bed, stroking his hard cock. He grabbed the bottle of 
lotion Dawson had been using to beat off, and motioned for Dawson to 
turn around. 
     Dawson bent over and moaned as Jack began to rub the cool lotion on 
his asshole, slipping first one, then another, finger inside of him
     Finally Jack grabbed Dawson's waist and turned him around. Facing 
Jack, Dawson lowered himself until Jack's cock head was touching his 
tight hole.
      Dawson sighed, relaxed, and pushed himself down. Both teens gasped 
as Jack penetrated Dawson's tight hot hole.
     "Oh, fuck! Dawson you're so tight!" Jack moaned.
     Dawson remained quiet, his face scrunched in pain. Soon, though, 
Jack's steady in and out rhythm and the stimualtion of his prostate 
began to drive Dawson wild with delight.
     Dawson wrapped his arms around Jack's neck as he rode him and Jack 
slipped on hand down to Dawson's rigid cock, which he began to stroke.
     "Oh fuck. God, Jack, your cock feels so good. I love it, I don't 
ever want you to stop fucking me," Dawson moaned.
     "Dawson, you're so tight!" Jack gasped again. "I've been dreaming 
of this for months."
     The two sweaty teen bodies continued to move together, Jack 
thrusting up as Dawson pushed down, bringing intense pleasure to both.
      "Oh, Dawson, man. I'm going to shoot!" Jack gasped just as his 
cock began to spew forth the hot white juice. Dawson instincitvly 
tightened his ass muscles, driving Jack mad with ecstasy. 
     Jack continued to stroke Dawson and, just as Jack was finishing his 
own orgasm, Dawson shot his second load of cream all over Jack's chest 
and face.
     The two remained in positon, breathing hard, and staring at each 
other. Jack glanced down at his cum streaked chest and gathered some of 
Dawson's seed onto one finger.
     "You taste really great," jack smiled as he sucked  his finger into 
his mouth.
     "Really? Let me try," Dawson smiled as he leaned forward and ran 
his tongue across Jack's chin, licking up a few drops of his own cum. 
"That is pretty good."
     "Oh my God!" a voice came from the doorway. Dawson and Jack both 
turned their heads and stared in horror at Chris Wolfe, standing there 
with Dawson's script in one hand and a shocked look on his face.
     "Chris! This isn't what it looks like!" Dawson said quickly.
    "It's not? You don't have Jack's cock up your ass, Dawson? And Jack, 
that isn't Dawson's cum all over you?" Chris asked, his face still 
shocked.
     "Shit. Chris, you can't tell anyone about this, okay? I'm not gay," 
Dawson said, sounding close to tears, as he finally got off of Jack.
     "I don't know Dawson. I think having anal sex with Capeside's gay 
teen poster boy  qualifies you as a homo. Man, I come over to talk about 
my character in your movie, and now I find out I'm really playing a 
fag!," Chris shook his head, smirking.
     "Chris, please. You have to keep quiet about this," Dawson begged.
      "Well, I guess I could do that. As long as you made it worth while 
for me," Chris grinned, picking a speck of lint off of his jacket 
nonchalanty.
     "Like what?" Dawson asked, sounding worried but hopeful.
    "Well, i've nailed just about every hot chick in Capeside. It's 
getting dull. There's no challenge any more. I'm just tired of playin 
the game. So, it would make my life a lot easier if I had a couple of 
guys willing to blow me any time I want," Chris grinned, glancing 
between the two teens.
     Jack and Dawson looked at each other, the message clear. They had 
no choice, really. Besides, Chris was the school stud and very hot. 
Seeing their silent agreement, Chris's grin widened.
     "Great. Dawson, clean Jack up and then we can get started," he 
said, dropping his pants and revealing a large 9 inch cock that was very 
thick. 
     No wonder the guy is so self confident! Dawson thought as he turned 
to Jack and quickly gobbled up the remainder of his cum from Jack's 
stomach, chest, and face. Then they  moved towards Chris and dropped to 
their knees. Together they began to run their tongues up and down the 
thick shaft as Chris moaned. Soon, though, Jack nudged Dawson to the 
side lightly and took the entire nine inches down his throat in one 
gulp, burying his nose in Chris's pubic hair.
     "Oh fuck!" Chris gasped in shock. "Jack, fuck that's hot! No chick 
has ever been able to deep throat me like that!" Chris began pumping his 
cock in and out of Jack's willing mouth.
     Dawson, not wanting to be left out, began to lick and suck on 
Chris's balls like they were his favorite candy. After just a few 
minutes, Chris couldn't take the intense pleasure any longer.
     "Fuck, dudes, I'm going to cum," he moaned. Dawson and Jack both 
sat up and raised their faces as Chris, Capeside High's reputed l ladies 
man, began to shoot his load all over their faces. Both tried desperatly 
to catch some of the hot, salty cream in their mouths.
     When his orgasm subsided, Chris grinned down at the cum spattered 
teen faces. "Boys, consider your secret safe. As long as you keep giving 
me blow jobs like that, anyway! Damn, McPhee! You've got a mouth like a 
hoover!"
     Jack and Dawson looked at each other and smiled. Then they leaned 
towards each other and began to slowly lick Chris's cum from each others 
faces, stopping once or twice to kiss deeply. 
    "Yeah. Well, you guys have fun. I'll see both at school tomorrow. Or 
the next time I want a blow job. Whichever comes first," Chris smiled as 
he walked out the door.

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