Date: Tue, 4 Aug 2009 17:15:15 +0100
From: Cody Samuels <literally.naked@googlemail.com>
Subject: Jack and Daniel Chapter 12 (Revised)

Introduction

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NOTES: This is a fantasy- Reality is different, use a condom.

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CHAPTER XII

Propositions and Losses

With what the professor had said to me, offered me, and then the prospect of
either betraying myself or letting Jack down weighing heavily on me, I was
amazed that I managed to exit the room under my own power.

Rob knew the look on my face all too well by now in the short space of time
we had known each other and without a word, drew me close in a loving hug.
In the short two months in which I had gotten to know Rob we had become
quite close. It was good to feel his comforting arms around me; his silent,
strong and ever faithful presence made me feel safe. I was happy he was
there to offer me support.

"So buddy-I can tell something is troubling you-what did the prof say?" I
felt Rob was a little forward, but he meant it with all sincerity. Lance
hung around wanting to hear the news. With Lance it was touch and go. He
would hang around to make sure everything was okay before he flew off-much
like the wind- carefree but always there.

"First, he wanted me to pass the message on to you guys that he wants some
new research assistants and that the three of us could form his new team."
Starting off with the good news felt good, but somehow I knew the rest would
not be as good.

"Us?" Lance blurted out, a little astounded at first. "As in you, me and
Rob?" I nodded to confirm what Lance had just said and he just reeled and
leaned back onto the concrete. "And that he wants us to help at a seminar at
MIT. All the expenses are paid for, and we are even getting paid to go. The
Alumni trustees would see to that," I said.

Rob however didn't seem convinced that I was excited- he could sense the
trouble. "But..?" He said, trying to coerce me into saying what was really
bothering me. Maybe the conflicts that were bouncing around in my head and
giving me a headache might as well be said and hopefully my friends could
help me with a solution. So with some hesitation, I let it all out. "It's
next Monday- the same time we're meant to be in Spartanburg with Jack and
the guys for the State Championships." There. I had said it and now that the
shit had hit the fan, I needed to know what they would think; hopefully they
were still my two best friends.

"Well...that's a fucking sticky situation," Lance said out loud. I was a
little shocked. I had never heard Lance swear before, and when he did there
was dead silence from Rob and I. But Lance had a slight smirk on his face
for some reason- it was probably his intention to shock us all.

"Lance! that's not helping." Rob scolded Lance with a look and then turned
to me. "What do you want to do Daniel?" It was obvious to him that I wanted
both. He quickly added with the same thought I had, "and both isn't a viable
option. Do you want to be on the trip with us and making a life for yourself
so you can support Jack? or do you want to be with him and cheer him on like
a good girlfriend does at his practices?"

That stung a little bit, but he was right. How else was Rob going to put it.
But at the same time it seemed so blunt coming from him. I guess new friends
can always surprise you just when you think you've got them figured out. It
was also surprising how well he picked up on the deep feelings I had for
Jack. Realizing this, I spoke up and said, "Maybe Jack is the person I
really need to be talking to."



We headed over to the cafeteria to find Jack sitting with Jeff and another
person. I couldn't quite recognize him because he was sitting with his head
turned away from me. He looked nondescript with brown hair and the physique
of a gymnast or a rugby player; he was wearing a gray form fitting hoodie
and shorts. I felt a sudden shiver down my spine and then my stomach churned
as I saw the side of the guy's face. It was all too nostalgic seeing this
person. It was Shane. I don't think I could ever get used to seeing him
without Marcus.

Suddenly it occurred to me that I hadn't told Rob and Lance the other thing
Professor had said to me- about "coming to break me in." I thought it was a
rather enticing prospect. A thirty something man, with a terribly good
physique for his age, a brilliant smile and a dark handsome beard on him
that seemed to highlight his sky blue eyes...and this friendly, yet quiet
charm.

Besides, it was a little too much to think about just now-all I could think
about right now was this gorgeous and sexy Adonis sitting on the opposite
side of Shane.

Jack noticed that I was coming over and waved at me, then scooted to one
side so he could give me a seat on the circular table. Rob took his place
next to Shane and then Lance next to Jeff. I gave him a sweet and soft kiss
on his jaw and he flushed slightly. I'm glad I can still coax it out of him.

"YOU'RE WITH JACK?" Shane almost lost it right there. I looked away for a
moment and couldn't say much, his expressions were preventing me from
explaining myself until he simmered down. He was in shock and outrage
cocktailed across his handsome face. "Yeah...I guess so."

Shane gave me a cruel stare before looking at Jack with equal vehemence."We
all knew you were dating! But my foster brother!? C'mon! This is SO HOT!"
Now I was in shock. Shane had never spoken about me like that before. `Foster
brother? HOT?' was that I thought. I was more than a little surprised and
wanted to know more. "Yeah...well, ever since Marcus I've thought of you more
as my cute little foster brother." This time he blushed.

I reached for his hand and squeezed it..."same here." Then he looked right
at Jack.

"But you mister! You had me and Andre drooling after you, jumping through
hoops only to find out you're serious with Dan! You're cruel dude...cruel."
Shane was playfully being hurt and Jack found it amusing. "I'm sorry dude,
you are cute and I loved the attention for a little bit, but then this
gorgeous guy just appeared in my life and needed rescuing." He kissed me,
and out of the corner of my eye I could see Shane as he flipped us the bird
in annoyance.

"Oh C'mon! Look at the hottie I have in my arms!" Jack said. "Can you
honestly say there was no way I could NOT get serious with him?" Shane blew
a raspberry and then laughed. "Actually I couldn't."

"So guys! How are we all looking for Spartanburg then?" Jack was practically
bouncing off his seat. I felt guilty as he smiled at me and then hugged me
with his free arm as he ate.

"Oh it's going to be awesome! We'll all be bunked up together and you guys
can cheer us on. No matter what happens–win or lose-we can all celebrate
afterwards. Drinks and shit are on Coach Williams," Shane piped in.

Oblivious to what was happening around me now, I was thinking about Jack's
reaction to the bad news I was now going to deliver. Oh god! I had to say
something. But how? And furthermore, what? And what if Jack gets crushed
with the news? What if he decided to leave me when I said I might be
thinking about going to MIT and missing the trip to Spartanburg? And also
what about the professor's proposal, I was truly at a loss. I didn't know
what to do. I had all my friends around me for support; they could help me
out with what to say, couldn't they? My head was spinning with thinking
through the "what if's", and then an even bigger thought came to mind that
nearly made me pass out; how would Jack take this news? Would he leave me
because I didn't go with him on one of the most important events of his
life? I didn't want to mull that over. If I thought about it more- it would
become a time bomb.

Jack noticed my silence and quiet, introverted demeanor, hugged me even
closer into his body and kissed my hair. I felt the soothing heat exude from
his studly body and I suddenly got a little stuffy in the crotch. "You smell
good gorgeous...but you're so quiet...what's wrong?" he asked me. His
sexy-gorgeous-ear-massaging-sex-inducing-Clooney voice filled my heart and
made it pump hard, filling something else that needed it. I felt the heat
spread across my face. I was getting embarrassed. Damn. This made it even
worse, but I had to tell him somehow. Maybe this was as good a time as any
to come out with it. I squeezed him a little tighter and taking a deep
breath I blurted it out.

"Professor Silvoni asked myself, Lance and Rob to come to MIT with him as
Research Assistants." There, I said it, and WOW...No Stammer!

"DANIEL! Why didn't you say it earlier on! You guys! Congratulations!" Shane
was almost ecstatic and grinning madly, so much so that I too felt like
smiling. But now wasn't a good time to be getting all cheery. Jack sensed
this and rubbed my arm-coaxing me to say more. Now comes the hard part and I
had come this far so I had to finish.

"It happens to be at the same time that we're supposed to go to
Spartanburg." I blurted out. There was dead silence-even with Jeff and
Lance.

"Well that's fucking shit" Jeff exclaimed. "I was hoping for my cheerleaders
to be coming." He nudged Lance playfully, who chuckled and then punched Jeff
on the arm playfully. Jeff winced a little despite the playful punch. Lance
packed a bit of weight behind his punch even when he didn't mean to.

Finally Jack spoke up. "Look! It's fine. We'll go to the State Championships
and the Nerds can go to MIT. We'll meet somewhere in the middle. How does
that sound?"  I looked at Jack a little incredulously. WHAT? He was OK with
this? "Really Jack? You're not shocked at all or mad at me?" I said. I felt
like I had been doused with cold water-shocked and not sure of where I was.
He smiled his beautiful half moon smile at me. "Ahh fuck Dan! You always
have to put the emo crap into everything. Of course I'm not. I'm really
stoked for you. It's the first time you've actually said anything about
doing something for yourself-you're usually so clammed up and worried about
what others think-it's ridiculous and about time something gave."

He turned to me and kept his arm around my shoulders."Listen buddy-you do
what you want to do- anything to get that dream job of being a field doctor.
Don't let me, or anyone else for that matter, stop you from achieving your
dreams. I'll always be right by your side...and don't you worry-I'm never
going to leave you!"

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes; for that moment I was swimming-in
heaven that is-with all that had just happened and thinking all the happy
thoughts. I enjoyed a moment. Even if it was a small one, but Jack always
had a way of getting me. "I love you too much to do that anyway." I melted
into his body.

"We're here for you too Dan. Not the love bit-well maybe, just not as strong
as Jack, but we're all here. One big man-family" Rob was quite adamant about
this. Yes -one big family. Even Shane was nodding.

"Right...so now that that's settled, what's next on the man-family meeting
`Mom'?" Lance said, looking pointedly at Rob, the all knowing one. He was
showing his funny streak again. I started laughing uncontrollably and they
all joined in.

"I'm glad that you want me to go to MIT and help out Professor Silvoni, but
I'm going to think on it before I make any rash decisions."

"That's a good idea...Wow.. I didn't realize how mature you are Dan. Marcus
would be proud." Shane had a look of pride in his eyes. I felt my chest
burning with a warm fuzzy feeling; I was glad he said that.

"There is one other thing though...," I hesitated. If going to MIT wasn't
what will shock Jack and the guys-then this will. Lance and Rob suddenly
looked at me in surprise and the look on their faces spoke of a quiet and
slight betrayal. "The Professor also told me that he knew I had a boyfriend
and that he knew I was gay." They all looked at one another. "And that if I
didn't come out to Jack-I would have to definitely come out to the Prof."
Jack chuckled "What makes him so sure? And what does he mean by that?"

"I don't know...he might have wooed me if you hadn't hit on me first." I felt
the heat burn my cheeks as Jack chuckled.



Later on I decided to go see Jack, Jeff and Shane practice for the finals
while I finished next week's English assignment ahead of time. Rob and Lance
had English together and headed off to the humanities building. I sat on the
bleachers with the majority of my work sprawled on each side of me. As I was
working I had to keep brushing my bangs away from my face. Damn! I needed to
get a haircut sometime.

I was having a hard time working on the English, brushing the hair out of my
eyes while trying to watch Jack practice his routines. I found myself
mesmerized by the way his muscles rippled and contorted as he swiftly moved
about the floor; it took a lot of concentration on my part to try and finish
my work. I even resorted to using my iPod (which was the ultimate in
becoming distraction proof), but I couldn't keep my mind distracted from
watching Jack long enough to finish. In the end I just left my books open
and sprawled around and leaned forward to watch Jack.

The sight of Jacks strong, lithe, powerful body, contained only by a vest
like leotard caused something within me to burn and a bulge start to grow in
my jeans. He was beautiful. His jumps and twists, his rolls and somersaults
and pikes, they were all so well coordinated. Effortless yet powerful,
gentle and lithe like a cat, his floor routines were breathtaking and
beautiful. He did a run up and vaulted so high in the air and then I watched
in awe at his sheer strength as I counted...one, two, three, four, five, six
and a half turns! He dismounted with one foot behind the other and then
straightened, turned to me and winked, flashing that gorgeous half moon
smile.

I broke out with sweat on my face, my heart stuttered and my cock came to
full attention. It was such a great feeling deep inside that he still
managed to get me excited so easily every single time. I don't know how I
deserved his affection, but he was getting more and more public about his
love for me. I felt more comfortable in my need to return his love; so I
blew a kiss back to his and then pumped my fist in the air.

I didn't think his grin could get any bigger-until now.

He finished his practice and headed over to me. I had most of my stuff
packed in my bag when he crept up beside me and pulled me into an embrace.
"Thanks for being here to see me today" he whispered into my ear, "Can we go
now?" He seemed tired but content. If there was ever a moment where I would
croon for him so badly-it was when he was tired. His voice was slurred and
almost a murmur, and it was extremely sexy. I had to get a grip though.
"Don't mention it, and sure...but can we stop over by the Professor's
office? I think I've made up my mind about the MIT trip."

"Are you going then?" Jack's smile wavered a little and I could see the
disappointment in his eyes. Although they weren't visible I could see the
disappointment starting to form in those beautiful ocean blue eyes. Suddenly
I felt like a piece of shit; I really didn't like making anyone upset and
here I was making the love of my life almost break down right in front of
me. I hated myself at that moment. My dick also showed it's displeasure as
it quickly went back to hiding in my boxers.

"Oh Jack..." I started to say, but he quickly cut me off. "I don't mind if
you go to MIT, honestly. I know we're both destined for big things. I just
hope that you don't regret the choice. Remember I told you that I'll always
be here for you though." He scooped me up in his arms.

"Always to the rescue aren't you?"

"You betcha" he replied. His smile dazzled me as he stroked my face and
kissed my nose. "But you're really getting out there on your own now. I
don't think I'll have to rescue you anytime soon."

"Ha!" I was already feeling a little pessimistic about his comment on this
independent streak I seemed to be developing. "As if! I'm only making it
because you and the guys are right behind me"

Jack grinned. "We're all waiting to get our fair share of your behind." He
chuckled and grabbed my ass and ran a finger through the crease in my jeans.
I shivered slightly, wanting him in me all of a sudden. "Jack! Not here!"  I
felt panic bubble up within me; but it was an exciting panic-the kind you
get when you've just done something good and you can't wait to show it off.
Wow! Where was this coming from?

"Relax! We're all gay here! Even the girls and the coach." Just how many
fucking gay guys and girls are there? I wondered "We should go now...I'll
see you in the..." I started to say, but Jack cut me off once again.

"Come to the shower room with me. I'll let you wait in the locker room and
you can watch me shower." My cock quickly responded for me as it twitched
and snaked down my boxer leg. "Ugh...Can you hold that thought...I need to
let Professor Silvoni know about my decision before he leaves."

"Well at least wait for me then. I want to be there too." I was curious.
Why? I think he read my expression clearly because he offered an
explanation. A rather shocking one actually. "If he's managed to get you all
shushed up and quiet-he must be a charmer and a looker..right?"

I nodded. The Professor was a good looking man. Really good looking.

"Maybe we could.. " he hinted at something extreme.

"WHAT! Jack!" Panic once again filled my lungs. This was turning into one of
those up and down days. "Relax! I was kidding," Jack interrupted, "I know
you want it to be just you and me." The panic subsided as he comforted me
with his affirmation of our relationship.

But it was a thought that...dammit, leading with my other head again. This
is what they meant!

"Would you have gone through with it?" Jack asked, smiling. I quickly
replied back with a smile, "As long as I get to cream with you-yeah. We
could fuck the world together." We reached out to each other at the same
time. I smiled and pulled him closer to me.

As we headed to the changing room, comfortable in each other's presence,
Jack noticed one other team member who had just jumped off the rings, with
the saddest face I'd ever seen. He didn't frown but he didn't smile either.
Brown eyes, dark hair with a slight stubble barely visible around his jaw
line and his muzzle. His eyes spoke to me. He seemed so distant and sad. He
was a little like Jack if he hadn't been blond. Tall, dark and scarily
handsome. The kind that could only be found if you looked hard enough. And
to top it all off-he had a package that jutted from his leotard.

Jack saw this too. I don't know how he does it but he always knows what I'm
thinking... well not all the time. "That's Isaac. He's always like that. I
don't know why though. I've tried to talk to him but he instantly gets cold
and then walks away. I don't know what his problem is."

I kept looking at him as we walked by. I felt something- recognition and
sadness. I knew what it was that was bugging him. Or at least I felt
confident I knew what it was that was eating him up.



I sat on the benches in the locker room with my note books and "The God of
Small Things" in my hands. I was so immersed in the book that I hadn't
noticed Jack saying he was going to talk to the coach. But I snapped out of
it when I felt another presence in the same area as me. Further down the
locker hall, at the near corner-I saw Isaac again.

His gaze met mine and for a second we communicated what seemed to be years
of pain and hiding. Even though he was naked with just a towel covering his
very accentuated body, we connected for that one second and then I smiled,
which caused him to furrow his brow, grab his clothes and then rush out of
sight. I knew-I just knew there was something more to Isaac than meets the
eye.

I packed up my stuff and headed to the office at the end of the changing
room where I saw Jack in a towel-sexy as hell-and the Coach trying to
maintain some sort of decorum and composure from looking at Jack. He was
failing miserably though and I had to chuckle. The coach spotted me and then
smiled. Jack turned and grinned too.

"Oh Coach! This is Daniel by the way...."

Coach Williams stretched his hand out and I met it with a firm grasp; he was
dark haired, brown eyed, had a strong set of shoulders on him and he only
wore a gray polo with some shorts. He seemed calm though-almost as if he
really hadn't been doing much the entire day. He had a few years on him but
was probably thirty at the most. He had an easy, perfect smile filled with
rows of white, shiny teeth and a relaxing voice, plus a good firm hand shake
with strength and finesse...and was that a caress of his fingers on my palm?
I broke out in Goosebumps.

"Hi there coach" I quietly said. Shyness bit my tongue and I gulped my words
down my throat. "Nice to put a face to a name Daniel-I'm Coach Williams, but
you can call me Derek." He smiled at me again. Dashing and handsome he truly
was.

"Now, there is a question I wanted to ask. I was hoping that I could invite
Jack to meet my partner who works for the US Olympic committee. How does
that sound to you Daniel? I mean...you will be invited of course." Without a
single thought I shot out with "Yeah! It's great! I'm okay for us to go to
dinner with you two." Jack was a little shocked with my reaction.

The Coach smiled "Good because I want to put my trooper here into the front
lines for 2012. Hopefully he will make it." Jack seemed to burst with pride
as coach said that. "And as of now, consider me and my partner the
consolation prize for the night if things don't go too well" Derek said as
he wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed hard with Jack and tried to stifle my
chub. It was clear that Jack also loved the thought–the towel doesn't
leave much to the imagination.



We left with smiles on our faces and the thought of sex and love in our
heads. I watched him get dressed, taking his time to dry off, and making
sure everything was wiped down. He was so thorough that he had managed to
rub himself into an erection. I felt my dick almost burst through my pant
leg begging to be released at the sight of Jack standing there. His hands
slipped slowly between his ass cheeks as he cleaned his crack with his
towel, occasionally looking at me and sighing quietly as I watched.

He looked so erotic as he finished drying himself off; his beautiful dick
was hard and leaking precum as he was about to put on his jock; I whipped my
camera out of my backpack and took a shot of him as he was about to step
into his jock, with his balls hanging down, his one leg up, showing the
delicious light brown and the pink pucker of his juicy love hole. By now my
boxer shorts were so tight from my hard on that they almost hurt and I
couldn't wait to get them off.

Jack blushed. It would have been hilarious had I not been so horny. He
still had one leg through his jock strap the, sight of which set my juices
flowing.  Something about pieces of clothing hanging off a person made me
go loopy with desire; I dropped my bag, got up, walked over to him and
slowly kissed his back as I wrapped my hands around him and lightly started
rubbing his hard six-pack stomach with one hand as the other started to
move slowly down the light trail of fuzz to that beautiful dick I wanted so
badly. His skin broke out in goose bumps and the tiny hairs on his arms and
neck stood on end.

He whimpered quietly..."Oh Dan..."

I couldn't help feel that I was performing for someone though-and it felt
good.

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