Date: Fri, 29 Jan 1999 12:39:06 PST
From: CalGuy19 Calguy19 <calguy19@hotmail.com>
Subject: Up Dawsons Crack (3-6)

Up Dawsons Crack
By CalGuy

WARNING: Usual legal disclaimers apply. If you are under 18, or if 
reading this is illegal in your state, province, country, town, city, 
etc, then do not read it (or at least, do not get caught.) This is a 
fictional story and fantasy and is not intended to imply or assume 
anything about the sexuality of James Van Der Beek, Joshua Jackson, or 
any other celebrities that may or may not pop up in the following pages. 
All other characters are fictional and any resemblance, physical or 
emotional, to anyone but me is purely coincidental. This story is a 
relationship & emotionally based story, not meant to be purely sexual 
(Although there will be plenty of that!!!) so if you are looking for 
just sex, this is probably not your story.

Comments, criticism, etc, welcomed at calguy19@hotmail.com. You can also 
reach me via AOL Instant Messenger under the name CalguyJC. Thanks 
already for the nice comments, it means a lot and inspires me to keep 
going. I love hearing from people who read my stories 

J 

If you like this, check out my other stories, "Banging B-Rok" and 
"Jughead Comes out", both in the celebrity section of Nifty's Erotic 
Story Archive.


Part 3


I snuck to my bedroom silently, my mind reeling at what I thought I had 
just heard. Had he called out my name during his orgasm??? Or had I just 
misinterpreted what he said??? I mean, I was pretty hot myself, in the 
heat of my orgasm I could have misheard him.. But what if I hadn't??? I 
laid down to bed and tried in vain to sleep, but tossed and turned, the 
image of James naked and pounding his meat fresh in my mind, my ears 
ringing with his tense voice "Oh Jay...yesssss..."

I finally dozed off at about 6 am. All too soon the alarm went off, 
signaling my 9 am wake-up call. I groaned, hit the snooze alarm, and 
prepared to go back to sleep, forgetting all about my houseguest in 
favor of sleep. Then the smell of coffee and eggs hit me. 

"What the hell??? How is stuff cooking--???" I jumped out of bed so 
quickly when things clicked that if you were watching you wouldn't have 
seen me move. I quickly threw on a pair of boxers and a housecoat and 
left my room.

What a sight I was greeted too when I walked into my Kitchen. There was 
James, wearing only a pair of jogging shorts, cooking breakfast. I just 
stood in the doorway in shock, taking in James' smooth muscular body. I 
was closer then I had been the night before, and couldn't help but just 
stop and admire the view. His slim build was exactly my type, with perky 
little red nipples, a nicely defined chest and a six-pack. What one 
would call a "swimmers build". He had a small patch of brown fur that 
was around his belly button, and lead farther down towards what I knew 
was a nicely sized cock under his shorts.

"Oh, hey Jay." James said, startling me.

"Morning" I yawned at him, trying to pretend I hadn't been staring and 
absorbing every detail of his body for future masturbatory sessions.

"How did you sleep?" I asked.

"Like a log. It's a comfortable bed. I haven't slept that well in a 
while."

"Yeah well jerking yourself to exhaustion tends to wear a guy out I'm 
sure" I thought. But instead of voicing that, I simply said "yeah."

"So I made breakfast. How do you like your eggs??" he asked.

'On your chest'. If I didn't stop thinking these things I'd go crazy by 
the end of the week. "Doesn't matter, however you cook them is fine by 
me."

In no time James and I were seated at my kitchen table, digging into two 
platefuls of scrambled eggs and cheese, bacon and toast.

"This is excellent!" I said between mouthfuls of food.

"Thanks, I love to cook."

"Well then you should move in here and be my full-time chef" I said, 
only half-joking.

"Well if Dawson's goes downhill I'll keep that in mind" he joked.

We finished our food in silence, the only sound the sound of chewing. 
Finally we finished our meal. James began to pick up the plates, but I 
grabbed his wrist. I felt a shock run up my arm at the human contact.

"You cooked, I'm doing the dishes"

"Nah, you're letting me stay here, it's the least I can do."

"No, I insist."

"We'll do them together then."

What a gentleman. 

As we washed up the dishes, I took every chance I could to take another 
peek at his hot upper body. This distracted me when all of a sudden 
James flung a glass of water in my face. I coughed and sputtered, 
suddenly wet.

"What the fuck was that for??!!" I exclaimed.

"Because I felt like it." He said, giving me his boyish grin. I 
retaliated with a glass off water of my own. When he was blinded by this 
I tackled him and slammed him against the cupboard. He pushed me away, 
but not much, I was far stronger then him. He tried to charge at me, but 
a ducked down, lifted him up, carried him over to the couch and sat him 
on the edge.

"You, start behaving." I joked.

"Ok." He said. So I tackled him, driving him onto the couch. All this 
body contact was arousing me a lot, and from the lump in his shorts, I 
had a feeling he was too. My housecoat ended up on the floor, so we were 
quickly wearing only our shorts, chests against chests, nipples erect, 
breathing heavy. We wrestled around on the couch for a few minutes, 
until our play was interrupted by the phone ringing. Panting, I rolled 
onto the floor and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" I gasped.

"Hey." It was Josh.

"Oh, hi Josh." I gasped.

"You sound funny."

"I'm out of breath."

"Oh, you and James been fucking???"

"JOSH!!!!"

"What. Simple question"

"You're a brat."

"I know, that's why I'm your friend. I got some time free, want to head 
to the beach for the day??"

"I dunno, let me check with James."

"You two sound like a married couple already."

"Shaddup."

I covered the mouthpiece and turned to James.

"It's Josh, he wants to know if we want to go to the beach."

"Sure, why not" he shrugged.

"Sure Josh."

"Cool, I'll pick you guys up in a hour."

"The beach it is man" I said.

"Cool" James said. We both sat there and looked at each other. Then 
James threw a pillow at me. We began to fling pillows and other such 
stuff until we were both worn out and giggling like kids half our age. 
Finally we stopped.

"Alright, we have to start getting ready." I said, catching my breath.

"Ok." James looked at me and smiled. Was there something hidden beneath 
that smile? Was he enjoying the wrestling and fooling around as much as 
I was, and for the same reasons?? So many questions unanswered.

"I'll let you go shower and get ready first, I'll finish up the dishes."

"Alright" James said, hopping up and heading into the bathroom. I sighed 
and looked around at the mess James and I had made. But it was worth it 
to be held tight by James, grabbing his firm body, gripping him and 
rolling around. It felt like we were old friends. I felt completely 
comfortable wrestling around with him, even tho I had popped an obvious 
wood, so had he and neither of us had commented.

I picked up the last of the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. I 
heard the shower turn off and a few seconds later the door opened. There 
was James, wearing only a towel, beads of water clinging to his chest, 
and forcing the dark hairs on his legs to cling to his muscular calves 
and thighs. His blonde hair sat damp on his head. I just smiled at him, 
and washed up with cold water to force my wiener down from attention. 
After I felt it was no longer obvious I headed past him and into the 
bathroom. I turned the water on cold to get over my constant hornyness. 
Finally everything cooled down and I warmed up the water a bit and 
thoroughly cleaned my body. 

I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard the doorbell ring. I 
heard Josh's familiar voice, and looked at the clock. He was 15 minutes 
early.. and I was pretty sure I would walk out to some smartass comment. 
I wrapped a towel around my waist, stepped out of the bathroom, and 
hurried towards my bedroom to get changed. I almost made it before Josh 
caught me.

"Since when do you hurry??"

"You showed up early just to be a jackass." I replied, heading into my 
room.

"Damn right." He yelled after me as I closed the door. I quickly threw 
on a pair of shorts and a tank top, grabbed a towel and some suntan 
lotion, and headed out into the living room. James and Josh were both 
sitting there, and they both looked great. James hand changed into a 
pair of Grey shorts and a T-shirt, and Josh was wearing blue shorts and 
a blue-tank top.. Both looked so good, and I had to spend a day at the 
beach with them along with lots of other hot boys. This was going to be 
a hard day, pun intended.

"What the hell did you guys do this place?!" Josh asked. "Gee, it looks 
like either someone died or had a damn good lay."

Again, I glared at Josh. James just smiled.

"Hardly" I retorted. "We were just wrestling, and scrawny boy here was a 
hell of a lot tougher challenge then you, and I beat him easy."

James and Josh looked at each other.

"Did he just put down both of us??" James asked.

"I think he did." Josh replied.

"Well we're not going to let him get away with that, are we?"

"Oh heck no." 

With that they both lunged at me. I put up a valiant effort, fought 
hard, took them both down numerous times, but in the end they were too 
much for me. They got me down and held me there. All three of us were on 
my living room floor, panting and sweating hard.

"Fine, you guys win this time. Don't let it get to your heads." I said.

James and Josh helped me up, and we grabbed our gear and headed out the 
door. We piled into Josh's car and headed down towards Davie Street. My 
favorite beach is near there. There are beaches everywhere, including 
right in front of my apartment, but I liked ones further away for just 
laying there and doing nothing. The beach tended to be busy, but not 
overcrowded, which helped when you're with two very well know TV stars.

Part 4

We got to the beach and found a nice quiet area, laid our towels down 
and laid down, letting the unseasonably warm sun bask down on us. Even 
though it was spring, the temperatures had been high, at least around 
15-20 Celsius. Too cold to swim, but warm enough to sit in the sun and 
burn ourselves for a while.

"You come here often?" James asked.

"About once or twice a week in good weather."

"Ahh, so that's how you got such a great tan."

He'd noticed???

"Yeah well it doesn't take long. And in this weather you'll be pretty 
tanned by the end of the week."

"Good. Dawson needs a tan, hehe"

"Oh great. The producers are gonna love that." Josh joked.

"Well, If I'm going to get a tan I might as well get a full one" he 
said. With that small warning he pulled his T-shirt over his head and 
threw onto the towel. My dick tried to react, but I forced it down, 
until James turned to me and said ""Grease me up???"

I just stared at him blankly. "huh?"

"Grease me up. Put the suntan lotion on my back. I want a tan, not a 
burn. I want to enjoy the rest of the week."

"Ok" I said. He handed the bottle to me, then turned his back to me. I 
squeezed a healthy dollop onto my hand and began to rub the lotion onto 
his shoulders. He jumped a bit.

"That's cold!"

"It'll warm up, dumbass." Josh joked.

I ignored him, concentrating on the feel of James' smooth muscles as I 
ran my hands around his shoulders and across his back, all to quickly 
making my way down to the small of his back. I patted him once, then 
stepped back.

"All set" I said.

"Great." James then smeared suntan lotion across his chest, down his 
abs, and up and down each hairy leg. I watched this entranced, Josh 
watched me with a smirk on his face. I looked at him, he stuck his 
tongue out at me, I glared at him, he just smiled.

"There, all set. I'm thirsty, anyone want a drink??" James asked. "My 
treat."

"Sure, I'll have a coke. There's a concession stand about a kilometer 
west."

"Ok. How about you Josh?"

"Just some Iced Tea would be nice, thanks James."

I watched as James walked down the beach, hat and sunglasses on to 
prevent recognition. 

"Nice, huh." Josh said.

"Ohhhh yeah.." I replied dreamily.

"Not his ass you idiot. I mean he's a nice guy."

"I know, that's what I meant. Gee, you have a one track mind."

"No I don't. It's just obvious from the fact you've been drooling over 
him all day and yesterday that you have the hots for him."

"Yeah, maybe I do. Jealous?"

"Oh hell yeah. I've wanted James since the day I first met him."

I did a double take.

"Gotchya."

"Asshole."

"Prick."

"Bitch."

"Cocksucker."

"And a damn good one too, not that you'll ever find out."

"I have women to do that, I wouldn't need you."

"No way would they be as good as me."

"That's not what your ex told me."

"My ex should learn not to talk with his mouth full."

We bantered like this for a few more minutes.

"He's straight, right?" I asked, with a twinge of disappointment in my 
voice.

"Wish I could tell you otherwise man, but he's as straight as I am."

"Oh, so then I have a chance with him."

"Funny."

"I thought so."

So James was straight. I must have just imagined what I had heard. I 
decided not to mention what I had seen the night before to Josh, the 
effects would be disastrous.

James came back with the drinks, effectively cutting off Josh and mines 
conversation. I took a long swallow from my drink. 

"You guys shut up awfully quick when I got here." James said.

"That's cuz we were talking about you." Josh stated frankly.

"Oh? And what were you saying??"

I gave Josh a warning look.

"That Jay and I have been friends a long time, and it wasn't fair of me 
to turn on him and help you, and that payback is a bitch!" he said, 
jumping up and driving James into the sand. I quickly jumped on James 
too.

"I think he needs to get wet, don't you??" Josh asked.

"Damn right" I replied. I grabbed James' kicking feet while Josh hooked 
him under the shoulders.

"No Guys!! It's too cold in there. NOOOOOO!!!!" James cried as we carried 
him out to sea. Josh and I waded up to our knees, then began to swing 
James.

"One, Two, Three!!!!" we flung James as hard as we could sending him 
flying a few feet, and crashing underneath the water. Josh and started 
to laugh, until James didn't surface.

"Um, shouldn't he have come up by now??  I asked.

"Yeah" Josh said. We began to wade in deeper into the water towards 
where James had landed, calling out his name.

"What the fuck!!! Where the hell is he??" Josh asked.

"I don't.." I got cut off when something thumped into me full force 
under the water and drove me back. I fell into the water, completely 
submerged. I had time to stick my head out of the water and get a gasp 
of air before I was pulled under again, then let go. I swam a few yards 
away, then came up to see James on Josh's back, trying to push Josh 
under water. Josh flung him off, but James was right back up again, 
lunging at Josh and taking him into the water. I splashed my way across 
the water and jumped into the fray, trying to pry James off of Josh. I 
pulled him away by the waist and tossed him into the water. He came up 
and a tackled him. We rolled around in the water, and suddenly I felt 
his hand grasp my cock and give it a gentle tug, then release. This 
stunned me long enough for James to get on my shoulders.

I stood up above the waves with James on my shoulders, his crotch 
pressed against the back of my head. I gave James a few moments to think 
about his predicament, then pushed up on his ass, lowered my head, and 
dropped him face and chest-first into the water. I got up immediately 
and ran to the safety of the beach. I watched as James staggered out and 
collapsed on the sand.

"You brat, you scared the hell out me!" I accused, standing over him.

"It was worth it." He said, smiling. I helped him up and we watched as 
Josh pulled himself out of the water.

"Fuck that's cold" Josh said.

"I didn't really notice." I replied, although I had a feeling it would 
be a few days before I would extract my penis from inside of me where it 
had gone to hide.

We staggered back to our towels and collapsed on them. I put on a pair 
of sunglasses, laid back and closed my eyes, listening to the sound of 
the surf, and slowly drifting off.

Part 6

"Awh, isn't that cute." I heard Josh say as reality swarmed back to me. 
I lifted my head. James' head was on my arm, his arm draped across my 
chest, fast asleep. Suddenly it occurred to me that maybe it wouldn't be 
so hard to find my dick again, it was starting to come out of its shell.

"Hmmm. This is interesting." I said.

"We should move him before he wakes up, don't want to make him feel 
awkward." Josh suggested. I reluctantly agreed. Josh lifted James' arm 
off of me and rolled him over. I stood and stretched.

"What time is it" I asked.

"2:00. we have to get going, I have to go home." 

"Alright" I said, reluctant to see the day end. Still, James and I were 
planning to go to a movie and dinner, so that part I was really looking 
forward to getting too. 

We packed up our stuff and piled into Josh's car. Josh dropped us off in 
front of my building, and honked his horn farewell. We waved goodbye 
then hopped in the elevator.

"Geez, laying in the sun wears you out." James said.

"Yeah, for some reason just not moving in the sun makes you drowsy, plus 
we were up so late last night, we should take a nap before we go out 
tonight."

"Yeah, good plan."

I checked my phone messages as James went into the washroom for a quick 
shower to wash the lotion and sand off of him. How I wished I could join 
him. I just crawled into bed and drifted into slumber.

"Jay..wake up." I heard knocking on my door. I groaned. 

"Wake up, we have to get ready to go out."

"Ok, be right out." I called. I dragged myself out of bed and staggered 
across the hall to the bathroom. A quick shower woke me up, I dressed 
and got ready to go.

We went to a nice little Chinese restaurant for dinner. When the bill 
came, James insisted on paying. After some arguing on my part, I 
submitted to his charms. After all, I was letting him stay with me. But 
this was starting to get a very "date" feel.

We caught a rather dull Nicholas Cage flick, then headed back to my 
apartment. We turned on the TV and flicked through the channels. 
Suddenly wrestling came on the screen, reminding me that my "show" was 
on.

"Shoot, I forgot wrestling was on." I said.

"You like wrestling??" James asked.

"Yup, and if you dare say it's fake, I'll kick your ass." I joked.

"I know it's fake, but I love it anyways."

"You love wrestling?"

"Damn right."

"Kick ass."

We watched the rest of the show, hooting, cheering, and reciting word 
for word the tag lines of some wrestlers. Little did James realize that 
when I said "Suck It," I actually wanted him too.

Being boys, eventually the watching turned to horseplay, and before I 
knew it we were back to wrestling on my living room floor in our boxers 
and T-shirts. I dominated him, but then decided to let him get the upper 
hand. I let him roll me over, so he was straddling me. I put up a weak 
struggle, but he held my arms down. We were both breathing really heavy, 
and I could feel the throb of his erect cock pressed against mine. James 
looked down at me with a little grin.

"Give up?" he asked

"Never." I tried to thrash around but again let him hold me down, 
enjoying the feeling of having this hunky boy dominate me. Then the 
unbelievable happened. 

James bent down close, cocked his head to the side, and then pressed his 
lips against mine...

To be Continued.