Date: Fri, 04 Feb 2000 08:16:32 PST
From: Chip Dyp <chipdyp@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jason & Taylor 8

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Jason & Taylor- Segment VIII
by:  Chip Dyp  (chipdyp@hotmail.com)

CHAPTER 26

    I lounged in dreamland not wanting to wake up and face the day.  My body
was snuggled up tight against Jason's.  I could feel each and every one of
the silky blond hairs that covered his body as they rested against mine.
His deep breaths of slumber were like a symphony to me.  I felt his body as
it shifted position, undoubtedly in an attempt to rouse him from his deep
slumber.  I could feel his warm body as he moved closer to me, if it were
indeed possible.  I took a deep breath and joined the land of the living,
slowly opening my eyes.

    The room was still dark and was as we had left it.  Slowly the
hypersensitivity of sleep faded, leaving me with only memories of what I had
sensed but not understood.  I could no longer feel every hair on Jason's
body.  I sighed and closed my eyes, eager to sleep once more, but it was not
to be.  I wasn't happy that I was awake, but I took solace in the fact that
I hadn't run out of the bedroom to vomit.

    I shifted my now gaunt frame on the bed and hugged Jason tighter.  I had
lost 40 pounds since Christmas, much to the dismay of Jason and Dr. Werner.
They were both mothering me and making me eat more than I was ever
accustomed to.  That was the low point however.  My body was beginning to
settle and I had gained five pounds over the past two weeks, creating a
cause for celebration for Jason.  He had treated me to a night of incredible
highs, teasing me for hours before driving me head over heels into a
crushing orgasm.  Jason held me in his arms after he slid out of me and
caressed me until I had fallen asleep holding him with my head resting
against his chest.

    I gently kissed Jason's chest, twirling my tongue on the smooth, pale
skin.  I loved being around Jason.  Being around him was like getting a
Christmas present everyday.  I kissed his left nipple, being very gentle,
trying not to wake my love.  I gently nipped the brown nub of flesh, and
received a moan for my efforts.

    "Mmmm, you sure do know how to wake me up," Jason said as his eyes
fluttered open.

    "I try," I whispered, moving to his other nipple.

    "I don't know what I should do with you," Jason said.  "I'm kinda miffed
that you woke me up early, and you've made me so horny."

    "Awww, you poor baby.  Close your eyes and go back to sleep and I'll
leave you alone."

    "Try again.  You woke me up and made me horny.  You get to make me
unhorny."

    "I don't think unhorny is a word."

    "Who cares if it's a word?  I think you know what I want you to do."

    "Really?"

    "Uh huh."

    "Okay."

    I kissed Jason's chest one last time and then slid down under the
blanket.  I found a flesh covered tube encased in cotton waiting for me.  I
gave it a gentle squeeze and pulled Jason's cock out of his underwear.  I
licked the tip of it, and sucked the precum out.  And then, I flicked it
with my forefinger.

    I giggled as Jason reacted to the sudden burst of pain.  As Jason's cock
slowly deflated he swatted the back of my head and reached for me under the
blanket.

    "That's not what I was looking for hairball."

    "Really?  I could've sworn that's what you were looking for."

    "Smart ass."

    "You know it."

    Jason looked at me and pouted.  I gave him a little smile before I took
another swipe at his cock, this time with my tongue.  Slowly, the blood
started flowing into his penis causing it to balloon into a beautiful
erection.  I kept licking the smooth skin, enjoying Jason's moans.  I
wrapped my lips around the head of the penis and inhaled Jason's cock.

    It wasn't long before I got a mouthful of warm, but watery cum.  I
swished it around my mouth a couple times before swallowing it.  I crawled
back up from under the blanket and kissed Jason.  His eyes were closed and
he looked like he was in a state of total bliss.

    "Was that what you were looking for?" I asked, as I finally got
comfortable.

    "Oh, yeah.  You are so good at that."

    "Well, I have had six months to discover what you like."

    "So are you ready for the weekend?"

    "You mean the Victoria day long weekend?  The first official weekend of
camping?  The first real weekend of the summer?  Hell yes I'm ready.  Are
you?"

    "After I'm finished classes today, I'm gonna come home, tie you to the
bed and blow your mind."

    I'd prefer it if you blew something a little lower on my body."

    Jason smiled and kissed me on the nose.  "I think that can be arranged.
Would you care for a quickie before I go shower?"

    "I'll pass.  I just want to snuggle for a bit before you have to get
up."

    "Don't you have to get up?"

    "Nope, well, not until about 10.  I just have the afternoon lab today."

    "Lucky devil."

    The shrill buzz of the alarm clock startled me and caused me to flinch
into Jason's arms.  Jason calmed me a bit before rolling over and shutting
off the offending device.  There was a knock on the bedroom door and Mr.
Rawlings asked if he could come in.

    "Yeah, we're decent," I called back.

    Jason looked at me with a smile.  "You may just be decent, I am
personally phenomenal."

    I rolled my eyes and then looked towards the door.  Mr. Rawlings was
standing there in his suit and tie, with a cup of coffee in hand.

    "Morning boys."

    "Morning dad.  Getting an early start this morning?"

    "You could say that.  I have to fly out to Atlanta for the weekend to
calm down a client who's thinking about switching firms.  I won't be able to
join you guys out at the cabin this weekend."

    "Can't they send someone else?"  Jason asked quietly.

    "I'm afraid not kiddo.  You guys can still go out to the cabin if you'd
like."

    Jason just nodded and looked down at the blanket, picking a piece of
fluff off the old comforter.  Mr. Rawlings looked over at his son and then
at me before turning and walking out of the room.  I looked down at Jason
and wrapped my arm over his shoulder.  He shrugged off the embrace and
rolled onto his side so he was looking away from me.

    "Jason..." I began.

    Jason interrupted me. "Look, I don't want to talk about it.  I'm gonna
go shower."

    "Jason..."

    "I said I don't want to talk about it.  Why can't you understand that?
Besides, what can you say to me about my dad?  You are hardly a model son to
your father."

    I looked at Jason.  He continued to look away from me.  I rolled out of
the bed and grabbed a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.  "The only thing I can
tell you about your father is that he loves you and that being away from you
hurts him as much as it hurts you."

    I pulled on the sweats and walked out of the room.  I heard the front
door shut as Mr. Rawlings walked out of the house, bound for the airport.
As I walked down the stairs, I almost lost my balance and fell.  Taking hold
of the banister for support, I walked down the remaining steps with my eyes
firmly planted on my feet.   I sat down on the bottom stair and pulled on my
sandals.  Once I had fastened the Velcro, I walked out the front door and
headed to my car.  I shut off the alarm and unlocked the door.  The car
started quickly in the warm air, and I put the car into gear and drove.  I
didn't have anywhere I needed to go, or anything I needed to do at 6 am, but
I knew I had to get out for a bit before I said something stupid to Jason.

    Saskatoon was very quiet this morning.  City workers were out fixing the
roads, picking up garbage and doing other mundane but important tasks before
the city awoke.  I glanced at the clock on the stereo, and noticed that it
was almost quarter after eight.  I made a turn onto College Drive and headed
back to Jason's house.  I knew that he'd probably be gone to school by the
time I got back to the house.  I could talk to him after school.  I pulled
into the driveway and walked up the stairs to the front door.  As I pulled
open the door, I saw Jason sitting on the bottom stair, his head in his
hands.

    I walked over to Jason and sat down beside him.  He was so out of it
that he didn't notice me until I put my arm around his shoulder.  He looked
up at me and threw his arms around me when he realized who it was.

    "I'm sorry, Taylor.  I shouldn't have said that."

    "It's all right, baby.  It was the truth."

    "You don't deserve that.  I just wanted to spend the weekend with you
and dad.  He hasn't had a lot of time for anything but work since Easter."

    "I know.  Tell you what.  I'll drive you to school and then I'll have a
big surprise when I pick you up from school."

    "What kind of surprise?"

    "If I told you it wouldn't be much of a surprise now, would it?"

    Jason sighed and rolled his eyes.  I kissed him on the nose and pulled
him up.  "Come on, we'd better get you to school."

    After I dropped Jason off at school I drove back to the house and packed
a suitcase for Jason and myself.  I had to check the suitcase several times
to make sure that I hadn't forgotten anything.  Mr. Rawlings had organized
some things that needed to be taken out to the cabin including food and
bedding.  I gathered up enough food and blankets for the weekend and loaded
them into my trunk.  I also made a couple of stops downtown before I drove
over to the University.

    The lab I was teaching was in the Engineering building where the
professor had an office.  I spent four hours teaching a fairly smart crew of
second year students how to set up global variables in Java.  I think a few
of them were as eager as I was to get out of the city for the long weekend,
and by the time four o'clock rolled around I only had three students still
looking for help.  I took care of them and sent them on their way.  I
remembered to lock the computer lab behind me, avoiding a fifth note about
forgetting to lock up the office.  I dodged the professor who taught the
class on the way out.  I felt so evil.

    I smiled as I walked out to my car.  I had a whole weekend with Jason.
I knew I would have to try and keep Jason's mind off his absent father, but
I knew that it wouldn't be that hard with what I had planned.  The drive to
Jason's school took forever.  I could barely keep my eyes open.  When I
pulled up in front of the school, I got out of the car and smiled as Jason
ran out the door.

    "Hey beautiful.  How was school?"  I asked.  Before Jason answered, he
leaned forward and kissed me passionately.

    "Not bad.  How did the lab go?"

    "It was okay.  I've got a bright bunch of kids."

    "Nah, they've just got a smart and cute teacher."

    "With a cuter and smarter boyfriend."  I let Jason go and opened the
passenger door.

    "So polite," Jason said as he tossed his backpack into the back seat.

    "Not really," I replied, "You're driving, beautiful."

    "Are you sure?  You've never let me drive your car before.  Are you
feeling all right?"

    "I'm fine, just a little tired."

    "Any dizziness?"

    "No, I'm fine.  C'mon, we should get going."

    "All right," Jason said, walking around to the driver's side of the car,
"So what's the surprise?"

    "I can't tell you yet.  It's a surprise."

    Jason groaned and pouted at me.  "Come on.  Tell me."

    "Nope.  Not until we get out to the lake."

    "Fine," Jason reached out to change the radio station and I batted his
hand away, "I thought that the driver gets to choose the radio station.
That's what the rules are when you're driving."  Jason said with a raised
eyebrow.

    I smiled and pushed a CD into the CD player.  Jason's favourite song
began playing through the car stereo.  Jason looked over at me and took my
hand after he released the shifter.  He held on tightly and began to sing
along.  I grinned and kept my attention focused on the road.  Even though I
wasn't driving, I still had to watch the road.  It took about 30 minutes to
get to the lake, but I knew it wouldn't feel like that long.  I was right.
We pulled up to the park gate, picked up a season sticker for the car and
headed to the cabin.

    I had never been here before.  I'd only heard about it occasionally as
Jason showed me family pictures that had been taken out at the lake.  I also
gathered from the way Jason talked that they hadn't spent much time out at
the cabin since his mom had died.  This year was going to be different from
the sounds of things.  Jason and his dad wanted to spend a fair bit of time
at the lake this year.

    As we pulled into the drive Jason's face kinda drooped.  I put my hand
onto Jason's thigh and squeezed it.  Jason looked at me and tried to grin.
"I can remember the last time I was out here with my mom.  We had a barbeque
before we headed back into the city.  She was so weak the last time we were
out here.  As we left she, um, she took one last look and I thought I could
see a tear as we turned onto the main road.  She loved this place."

    I stayed quiet.  I knew that nothing I could say would help at the
moment.  Jason pulled up to the door of the cabin and put the car into park.
  He opened his door and walked around to the trunk of the car.  I popped
the trunk and let Jason grab some of the gear.  I grabbed an armful of stuff
myself and walked into the cabin.  You could tell that it hadn't been
occupied in a while, because a layer of dust covered everything.  Jason went
into a small room and started flicking things.  Suddenly the lights came on
in the cabin, and I heard a thumping that I figured was the water being
turned on.  Jason walked back into the main room and smiled.  "Well, we need
to do a bit of cleaning before this place will be liveable."

    "Let's get to work."  I dug into the bag of cleaning supplies, pulling
out the Mr. Clean and some rags.  Jason and I went to work, and in a
relatively short time, we had the cabin clean.  Well, as clean as a couple
of guys could make it anyway.  Jason sighed and sat down on the old couch.
I was tempted to sit down beside him, but I knew that it was almost
suppertime.  I weighed the alternatives, knowing exactly what food had been
brought.

    "How about a wiener roast for supper?"  I asked brushing the hair out of
my eyes.

    "That sounds cool.  I'll go start the fire, you get the food ready."

    I nodded my agreement and started skinning the wieners and cutting the
hot dog buns.  I didn't know exactly how hungry Jason was, but I figured
he'd be starving as usual.  I put the dogs on a plate and walked out to the
fire pit by the beach.  Jason was sitting on the sand and watching the water
crash against the shore.  I put the plate down on a table on the deck and
wrapped my arms around Jason.  He looked up at me and pulled me closer.  "I
love the sound of the water breaking on the shore.  It's so soothing."

    I looked out at the water and stayed quiet.  "I can see what you mean,"
I whispered, "It is quite beautiful.  So relaxing, so calming."

    "So where are the dogs.  I'm starved."

    "I figured you'd be hungry," I said with a grin as I grabbed the
platter.  Jason put a hot dog on the metal prong and thrust it into the
fire.  I skewered a dog myself and watched as the flames licked at it.
Jason didn't say a lot as we cooked our supper.  I wasn't really all that
hungry and the hotdogs really didn't appeal to my queasy stomach but Jason
made me eat more than the one hot dog that I was planning on eating.

    We sat together on the sand watching the sun sink into the water,
holding each other tight.  Jason rested his head on my chest and rubbed my
belly as I leaned back on my elbows.  I didn't want to move for anything.
Finally, the sun dipped below the horizon, and Jason patted my belly.

    "I don't know about you, but I'm getting a little chilly.  Did you want
to go inside or did you want to sit outside by the fire for little longer?"
Jason asked sitting up.

    "Let's go inside.  I think it's time to give you your surprise."

    Jason went down to the lake with a bucket and filled it with water.  I
watched as he dumped the water onto the dying embers of the fire.  Jason
dumped another bucket of water on the wet coals to ensure the fire stayed
out.  He gave me his hand as he walked by me, helping me to my feet.  I
grabbed the plate, and the roasting sticks, so we could wash them before we
went to bed.  Jason held the door open for me and then wrapped his arms
around my waist, grabbing my crotch, as I walked past him.

    "Hey hey hey!  Settle down you nympho.  We've got to wash the dishes
before we do anything else."

    "That's not what this is saying," Jason giggled as he squeezed my cock
through the denim of my jean shorts.

    "Yes, but it can't talk.  So you have to listen to what I say."

    "Yes Dad."

    "So if I'm your dad does that mean you are into incest?"

    "Not.  Let's do the dishes and you can give me your surprise and then
you and I can have sex.  And more sex.  And more sex.  And more sex."

    "Sex, sex, sex.  Is that all you can think of?"

    "No, I can think about eating too."

    Jason and I made short work of the few dishes that we had and put the
rest of the dry foods into the cupboards.  When we finished I slipped into
the bathroom while Jason sat down on the couch.  I quickly took off all my
clothes and grabbed the bottles of massage oil that I found at the sex shop
and a couple of towels.  I knew Jason liked strawberries, I just hoped he
liked the strawberry scented massage oil.  Quietly, I walked into the main
room and over to where Jason was sitting on the couch.  Jason didn't hear me
until I dropped the towels onto the floor behind him.  He tried to stifle a
small gasp as he saw me standing behind him.

    "Something wrong?"  I asked quietly as I caressed his right ear.

    "No, it's just that..."

    "Yes?"

    "You look so thin.  I knew you had lost weight, I just didn't realize
you had gotten that thin."

    I looked down at the floor, unable to look Jason in the eye.  Jason got
off the couch and walked over to me.  He hugged me tightly and kissed me on
the cheek.  "You are still very beautiful, Taylor.  I just want you to try
and gain a little more weight for me, please?"

    "I can do that," I whispered kissing Jason on the nape of the neck.
"But, let's get those clothes off of you.  I want to give you your
surprise."

    "How about you take them off of me."

    I slipped my hand under the hem of the t-shirt and rested it on Jason's
heart.  I couldn't feel it beating, but I could feel the warmth radiating
from his body.  I pulled the shirt up and over his head, revealing his
beautiful hairless chest to the cool air of the cabin.  I leaned in and
kissed Jason's chest, flicking his firm brown nipple with my tongue.  Jason
giggled and I moved away.  I undid the button on his khaki shorts and let
them fall to the floor.  His cock was starting to rise in his cotton briefs.
  The outline of Jason's beautiful cock was visible through the thin white
material.  I slipped my hands under the elastic waistband and pushed them
down over his hips.  We both watched as the flimsy cotton covering fell to
the floor.  Our eyes locked as we looked up, and we leaned into each other
and kissed.

    The sky darkened and the air cooled bringing forth goose bumps.  In the
distance a solitary loon could be heard over a chorus of crickets.  The
night air was brought to life.  A stiff breeze whistled through, driving a
primal urge coursing through my veins.  I opened my eyes as the kiss broke
and looked at Jason.  "Wow," was all I could say.  We were still in the
cabin.  There was no breeze, and the night air was still and warm.

    My brain finally started working and I smiled at Jason.  "It's time for
your surprise.  Lie down on your stomach."

    "Why?"

    "'Cause I'm gonna give you a muscle melting massage."

    Jason lay down on the towel, being careful to tuck his burgeoning
erection under his lithe body.  I opened up the bottle of strawberry scented
massage oil up and poured some into my hand.  I rubbed the oil into Jason's
shoulders, trying my best to release the tension that had built up.
Gradually, I worked over Jason's entire back, coating every bit of skin with
the oil.  Jason moaned and groaned occasionally, bringing a smile to my
face.  I moved down to his legs and slowly worked on his left leg and then
his right.  I caressed his butt, gently kneading each cheek.  I didn't think
there'd be a whole lot of tension in his butt, but I figured that it
couldn't hurt.

    I moved up to Jason's head and whispered in his ear to roll over.  Jason
rolled over onto his back, and I wasn't surprised when his erection popped
up.

    "Well now.  What is this?"

    "It's my favourite toy," Jason quickly replied with a coy smile.

    "It's one of my favourite toys too.  Do you mind if I play with it for a
bit?"

    "Be my guest," Jason said, looking into my eyes.  "Can I play with your
toy?"

    "Mmmmm, not yet.  This is your special moment."

    I poured some more oil into my hand and began stroking Jason's firm
erection, squeezing it and letting it slide through my fingers.  Jason
thrust his hips upward, trying to encourage me to speed up the pace.  I kept
up the same slow deliberate pace, eliciting a moan from my love.  "Faster,
faster," he grunted as he writhed on the floor.  I released Jason's leaking
cock and poured more oil into my hand.  I rubbed my hands together and began
rubbing his pectoral muscles.

    "Uhhh, uhhh, please, please."

    I ignored Jason's pleas and continued rubbing his chest.  He groaned and
moved to release the pressure himself.  I grabbed his wrist before his hand
got to his cock and pulled it away.  "Ne touche pas.  Don't touch."

    Jason's body twitched and he looked up at me and begged me with his eyes
to let him cum.  I kissed his nose and moved his hand so that it was behind
his head.  Jason closed his eyes and I went back to work, releasing the
tension from all his muscles, with one notable exception.  His erection
throbbed as the blood pulsed through his veins.  I worked on Jason's firm
little nipples, squeezing them gently, then rolling them between my fingers.
  Jason groaned and thrust his hips instinctively.  I smiled knowing that
the exquisite torture that I was putting Jason through had to feel
absolutely marvellous.

    I took Jason's left arm into my hands and began squeezing and rubbing
his biceps.  He wasn't overly developed, but he wasn't scrawny either.  He
was perfect. I kept working on his muscles, glancing down every so often at
his bobbing and throbbing manhood.  You could see the thin streams of precum
as they ran down the shaft.  It was like his mighty prick was the source for
a river of his tasty juices.  I was tempted to drive him over the edge and
suck his juices down, but instead I took his right arm and began massaging
the muscles.

    I could see the beads of sweat begin to appear on Jason's face.  His
facial expression was one of pure bliss and desire.  I knew exactly what he
wanted, but I wasn't going to give it to him until the pressure was so high
he might explode.

    After I finished with his arm, I moved down between his legs and poured
a generous dollop of oil into my hand.  Carefully I rubbed it into his balls
and inner thighs.  I knew that too much stimulation would cause Jason to cum
prematurely and I didn't want that.  I caressed his thighs, gently rubbing
the soft blond hair that had sprouted.  Jason's legs twitched as my
fingertips glided across the skin.  His nerve endings were firing madly.

    I slid further down the towel to Jason's calves when I thought Jason's
thighs were as relaxed as they were going to get and began to massage them.
  I placed Jason's left foot into my crotch and worked on both the foot and
the calf.  I took my time, trying to drive Jason mad with lust.  When I
finished his left foot I leaned forward and blew on the glistening head of
his cock.  Jason bucked and moaned, but didn't cum.

    I looked up at Jason and smiled.  His eyes were still closed.  I began
working on his right foot when I heard him beg me to let him cum.  I ignored
his request once again and kept working on his foot.  When I had worked all
the tension that I was going to be able to work out of him, I moved between
his legs once more and leaned in to his cock.

    I knelt there for several minutes just looking and playing with Jason's
genitals.  He kept bucking and writhing on the towel.  I smiled and
alternated between blowing on the head of his cock and rubbing his testicles
with one finger.  Just idly playing with him, teasing him and driving him
mad with erotic sensations.

    Jason looked like he was in agony.  His body was straining against
itself.  It didn't know what was happening.  It was receiving so much
stimulation from so many places, and all the pressure, all the desire could
be released with one simple act.  I leaned forward and began licking up the
excess massage oil and precum that had leaked out.  Jason began bucking
furiously.  His hands clutched the towel and held on tightly.  I opened my
mouth and wrapped my lips around the shaking organ.  Jason let out a series
of little moan-grunts and blew his load into my waiting mouth.

    I kept up my assault on his cock, licking around the corona and trying
to drive my tongue into the piss slit.  Jason kept thrusting his hips and
his body shook once more, delivering a second load into my waiting mouth.  I
let Jason's softening cock slide out of my mouth and lay down with my head
on his belly.  Jason stayed on his back, not moving at all.

    His chest continued rising and falling as his ragged breath was drawn
in.  I looked up at Jason's face, looking for signs of life.  After a few
more minutes passed I began to worry.  Had I broken something?  I sat up and
looked down at my love.  His eyes were still closed and he had a big smile
on his face.  I was reminded of those bad movies were the characters say,
'At least he went with a smile on his face' after dying in the throes of
passion.  I couldn't help but laugh.  Jason cracked open an eye and looked
at me.  "Something funny?"

    "Not anymore.  I was just thinking that if you were dead, that at least
you went with a smile on your face."

    "That was so phenomenal.  I don't know if I can walk anymore."

    "Hmmm, would you like a lift?"

    "Nah, but you can give me a hand."

    I stood up and offered my hand to Jason.  He took hold of my hand and
began to stand.  He had just lifted his weight off the towel when his hand
slipped out of mine due to the massage oil.  Jason landed hard on the towel
with a loud thump.  I also went down with a thump, but I ended up flat on my
back.  I started laughing while Jason rubbed his rump.

    "Shall we try that again?"  I asked trying not to laugh.

    "Yeah, but wipe your hands first."

    I squatted down and wiped off my hands on the towels.  Jason wiped the
excess massage oil off his chest, arms and legs while I wiped off his back.
I gave him my hand once more and we both helped each other up.  He wrapped
his arms around my waist and gave me a kiss.  "I don't have any idea what I
can do for you to pay you back for that."

    "You don't owe me anything baby.  You deserved that massage," I replied
giving him a kiss.

    "Mmmm, well let's go to bed now.  I'm kinda sleepy."

    "Your wish is my command, baby."

    I wrapped my arm around Jason's back and let him lead the way to the
bedroom.  He pushed open the door and flicked on the light.  A musty,
sparsely finished room greeted us.  There was an unfinished wood table
beside a double bed covered by an old faded comforter.  The floor was
lightly stained pine and was smooth, but it felt a little sticky on my
sweaty feet.

    I pulled back the comforter and let Jason slip between the flannel
sheets.  I walked over to the light switch and killed the light.  As I
walked back to the bed, I tripped over my own feet, and fell onto the head
of the bed.

    "Klutz," Jason said giggling.

    I rolled my eyes and slipped under the covers.  I rolled closer and
snuggled up with my exhausted boyfriend.  Jason pulled me closer and rested
his head on my arm, his face buried in my chest.

    "I love you, Taylor.  Good night."

    "I love you too.  Sleep tight."

    Jason's eyes closed and his breathing slowed.  His body relaxed in my
arms, and I couldn't help but smile.  The next day would be even better.

CHAPTER 27

    "You're such a bad boy."

    Jason paused for a moment and let my throbbing cock slip out of his
mouth.  "I'm so bad I'm good, and you know it, baby."

    "I guess I do.  I kinda like waking up this way.  Nowhere near as
annoying as running across the bedroom to hit the buzzer."

    "Like you run across the bedroom to shut off the alarm.  You roll over,
shake my shoulder and tell me the alarm is ringing."

    I smiled at Jason and gave him a kiss.  Jason smiled back at me then
slid back under the blanket.  I saw him sit up under the blanket and felt
him rub cool gel into my cock.  I knew what was coming, and I was fervently
hoping that Jason had greased himself up really well.  Jason held up my cock
and slowly sat down on my rock hard pole.  I let out a loud moan while Jason
sighed quietly.  He threw back the blankets and lay down on top of me.  He
gave me a quick kiss then sat back up.

    Jason clenched his butt muscles squeezing my cock tightly.  He lifted up
before dropping back down again and again.  I bucked my hips in time to
Jason's strokes, eager to pump a load of my hot cream deep inside the man I
loved.  As I neared the edge, I felt Jason's sphincter clamp down on my
cock.  I watched as a thin stream of cum shot out of his cock and splattered
on my chest.

    Jason didn't stop though.  He kept fucking himself on my cock.  I moved
my hands to cup the cheeks of his ass and kept thrusting my hips, trying to
bury as much of my cock as I could into his velvety passage.  Finally, I
could no longer control myself.  I held onto Jason tightly and drove into
him as hard as I could.  My cum flowed into Jason's waiting bowels where it
mixed with the excess lube.  Jason kept milking my cock until I held him in
my lap because my cock couldn't take anymore.

    Jason shifted his weight and lay down on top of me once more.  I kissed
Jason and then closed my eyes.  I was in heaven.  Jason's cock rubbed
against my belly.  I groaned as Jason began thrusting his hips again to try
and shoot off one more load.  My cock hardened again and I began thrusting
my hips in time with Jason, letting him set the pace.  Jason hugged me
tightly trapping his cock between us.  His thrusts increased in speed
driving both of us nearer to the edge.  I let out a gasp and fired a second
load of cum deep into his ass.  I felt Jason's cock twitch between us as he
came.  It was a nearly dry cum, with only a little bit of fluid managing to
escape.

    "That was so good," Jason breathed.

    I didn't say anything.  Instead, I just held onto Jason even tighter.  I
was so dizzy and I felt so tired.  Jason's head was resting on my chest,
with his one hand lying on my side.  I kissed the top of his head and
wiggled a little.  I felt my cock soften and slide out of Jason.  It was
followed by a flow of lube, cum, and who knows what else.

    I lay there on the bed, relaxing in the quiet morning air.  The normal
sounds of the city that I had grown used to were no longer present.  They
were replaced by the birdcalls, and squirrels scolding other squirrels and
other woodland animals.  I closed my eyes and listened to Jason breathing.
His shallow breathing was soothing, but his body weight was starting to make
my breathing difficult.

    I rolled and let Jason slide off of me and back onto the bed.  Jason
reflexively snuggled back against my chest and tightened his grip on me.  I
couldn't help but smile once more.  I snuggled up closer to Jason and closed
my eyes to get some more sleep.

    When I awoke a couple of hours of later, Jason was no longer in my arms.
  I could smell fried bacon and could hear something frying.  I rolled over
and was about to get out of bed when Jason poked his head into the room.

    "Hey, you stay in bed.  I'm going to make you breakfast in bed."

    "You don't have to.  I want to help you."

    "No dice beautiful.  I'll be right back.  I hope you are hungry."

    I sat up in the bed, leaning against the headboard.  I heard the
clanking of plates and watched the door eagerly.  Jason came through the
door carrying two plates piled high with hash browns, eggs, bacon and toast.
  He put down one plates on the night table and handed me the other plate.

    "This is way too much, Jason.  I won't be able to eat half of this."

    "You're gonna eat every bit of it, for me."

    I lowered my eyes and looked at the three eggs, the bacon, and the
steaming hash browns.  "I'll try."  I was getting nauseous just from the
smell of all the greasy food, but I was determined to eat it all for Jason.

    Jason walked out of the room and returned quickly.  He had a jar of jam
in one hand and a couple of drinks in his other.  He put the drinks down,
took off his underwear and crawled under the blankets with me.  I watched as
he dug into his eggs and hash browns.  I sat there looking at the mess of
food in front of me.  Jason stopped shovelling the food into his mouth and
took my hand.

    "Come on beautiful.  Start eating, please."

    I dug my fork into the hash browns and brought a forkful to my mouth.
They were cooked just the way I like them.  Crispy on the outside, steaming
hot on the inside.  I continued eating my breakfast, choking back the urge
to run from the room and puke.  I managed to eat just about everything on my
plate except for the toast.

    "Just a little more and you are finished," Jason said, looking over at
my plate.  He had finished earlier and had been rubbing my belly while I
finished.

    "I can't eat anymore.  I'm too full.  I'm sorry."

    Jason stopped rubbing my belly and looked me right in the eyes.  "It's
all right.  I shouldn't be pushing you like this."  Jason expression changed
for just a second and then he grinned.  "Lie down.  I want to do something."

    "Am I going to like this?"  I asked easing back under the covers.

    "Oh, I don't know.  Maybe.  Now, close your eyes."

    I closed my eyes and felt something cool being spread on my chest.  I
couldn't resist opening my eyes and taking a peek.  Jason had the jar of jam
in his hand and was spreading it on my chest.  I giggled and Jason pinched
my left nipple.  "Hey, no peeking."

    "Sorry, I couldn't resist.  So what am I gonna do with a chest full of
jam?"

    "Well, I'm going to lick it off for you."

    "Tasty."

    Jason scooped some more jam out of the jar and dumped it into my belly
button.  He put the lid on the jar and put it down on the night table.
Jason gave me a quick kiss, and then started licking my chest.  I squirmed
and giggled as Jason's tongue ran across my chest.  He sucked on my nipples
for a few seconds before releasing them to lick further down my chest.
Jason would return to my nipples every so often, just teasing me.

    Jason dove into my belly button with his tongue, licking and sucking the
jam out of may navel.  My cock was rock hard and every so often, Jason's
tongue would swipe at it.

    "God, you've made me so horny, babe," I groaned as I wiggled my hips.

    "Really?  And that wasn't even my intention," Jason said seductively
squeezing my manhood.  "Perhaps you'd like to bury this beautiful piece of
flesh in me."

    I reached out and stroked Jason's hardening cock.  "Actually I was
hoping that you would bury this beautiful piece of flesh deep inside of me."

    "That could be arranged."

    Jason bent over to grab the tube of Astroglide off the floor where it
had fallen the night before.  I swatted his ass playfully as it stuck up in
the air.  Jason gave a yelp and spun around on the bed.  "Hey, that hurt."

    "I'm sorry," I replied playfully as I put on the most innocent face that
I could.  "I just couldn't resist."

    "Yeah, sure.  I believe that.  Legs in the air, smart ass.  I've got to
grease you up so I don't rip you in two with my massive prick."

    "Uh huh.  I wouldn't go that far, it's not that big, but uh, you will
lube me up first, right?"

    "I will, babe.  I don't want to hurt you.  Well, not too much anyway."

    I raised my legs into the air and let Jason move between them.  Jason
squeezed some gel into his hand and rubbed it into my quivering hole.  He
entered me with his fingers, trying to ensure that my tight tunnel was
slick.  I groaned and bucked my hips when his fingers rubbed against my
prostate.

    "You like that, huh?"  Jason asked.  He pushed into me and rubbed my
prostate again.

    I bucked my hips once more and let out a moan as a response.  I was
feeling so good that I couldn't say anything.

    "I think you're ready," Jason said, smearing some Astroglide on his
cock.  The pressure of Jason's cock on my sphincter was exquisite.  I pushed
out and Jason cock squirted in.  A grunt escaped my lips as Jason buried his
cock deep inside me.  Jason leaned down and kissed me.  "You are sooooo
tight," he said with a sigh.

    Jason pulled his cock out of me and thrust it back in just as fast.  I
moaned loudly and tried to milk his cock.  Jason groaned and kept thrusting
his cock in and out of me.  I was in ecstasy.  It didn't take long before my
cock swelled and my seed burst skyward.  The thrusting slowed for a few
minutes as Jason gave me time to catch my breath after what was an earth
shattering orgasm.  When my breathing returned to normal, Jason resumed a
quicker pace.

    I don't know what had come over my body.  I could feel everything.  My
prostate loved Jason's assault on it.  My cock was still hard.  My balls
were ready to shoot out of my cock.  I grunted and moved my hips, trying to
get more of Jason into me.  My whole body spasmed several times as the head
of Jason's cock rubbed against my prostate.

    "I'm gonna cum," I yelled as another load of cum oozed out of my cock.
Jason just kept thrusting into me, desperate to cum.  I didn't know what to
do.  My mind was freaking out and my body was doing it's own thing.  Jason
kept driving his cock into me for another 10 minutes, and I rewarded his
efforts with one last almost painful orgasm.  Jason collapsed onto me, his
chest inflating and deflating against me.  I could feel his hot breath on my
chest, and his body was shaking.  I shakily wrapped my arms around him and
rolled onto my side, desperate to take a deep breath and relieve the
pressure on my stomach.  Jason let out a squeal as his cock slipped out of
me.

    I didn't know what to say as we lay side by side on the bed.  My body
was still shaking a little, and when I looked over at Jason I noticed his
eyes were closed.  I stared at the ceiling, waiting for my body to start
functioning normally.  I felt Jasons's hand as it groped for mine.  I took
his hand in mine and turned my head to look at my love.  He was looking at
me with a shy smile on his face.

    "I don't know about you," Jason whispered, "But, it's never been that
good for me."

    "I know," I whispered back.  "I've never been this sore afterwards
either."

    "Yeah, I know.  But, knowing what I know, I'd do it again and again and
again."

    "Just not right now, right?"

    Jason giggled and squeezed my hand.  "No, not right now.  I don't think
I could get it up again, and even if I could I wouldn't want to do it right
now."

    "That's a good thing.  I don't think I could get it up right now
either."

    "Mmmm well, shall we get up and work at getting the cabin ready for the
summer or shall we lie in bed all day and fight temptation?"

    "Let's get the cabin set up and then go for a swim.  The water looks
refreshing."

    "Well, let's go do some swimming first.  We can wash some of this gunk
off and do some of the chores that need to be done."

    "What chores need to be done in the water?"  I asked curiously.

    "We need to set the buoys out, so that we don't get run over by boats
and we need to take a look at the dock and make sure that it's still
stable."

    "Cool.  What else do we have to do?"

    "Just check some of the other stuff that we have up here and take it out
of storage.  A bunch of small tasks.  Shouldn't take more than an hour or
two."

    "Well, shall we go for a swim?"  I asked as I struggled to sit up in the
bed.

    "Sounds marvellous.  I'd like to get all of this dry cum off of me.
Give me a hand up, would ya?"

    I stood up and just about fell down all in one fell swoop.  My ass was
still a little tender from the pounding it had taken from Jason.  I steadied
myself with the headboard and looked down at Jason.  "Okay, so the next time
you fuck my ass, take it easy."

    "Awwwww, you got a boo boo?"

    "Yes," I replied turning around and putting my ass in Jason's face,
"Kiss it better."

    "Get that thing out of my face.  It needs a washing bad."

    I turned and stuck my tongue out at Jason before offering him my hand.
"I can't imagine yours looks any better."

    When Jason rolled out of the bed I started giggling.  The sheets were a
mess from our nocturnal activities.  "Apparently we need to do some laundry
when we get home."

    Jason turned and looked at the bed.  "Hmmm, did you bring some extra
bedding?"

    "Yeppers."

    "No problem then, we'll just remake the bed before we go to sleep."

    "Maybe we should strip it now so nothing soaks into the mattress."

    "Yeah, I guess so.  I'll strip the bed, you go get ready to go
swimming."

    "Well, I'm ready."

    "Sounds good to me, but when the cops come and arrest you for indecent
exposure you have to promise me you won't have any prison sex."

    "I don't know, that prison sex sounds awfully tempting," I replied with
a wink.  "I have another surprise for you," I added digging into my duffel
bag.  I pulled out a couple bathing suits and tossed one to Jason,  "I hope
it fits."

    Jason caught the bathing suit in mid flight and held it across his
crotch.  It was a very small emerald thong.  "You are a pervert, you do
realize.  What are the neighbours going to think when they see me in this?"

    "They are going to think that you are a very sexy young man with a big
cock."

    "I'm not wearing this."

    "Why not?"

    "It's too small."

    "Awww, come on.  You'd look so sexy lying on the sand in it."

    Jason tilted his head and rolled his eyes.  "Okay, I'll wear it, but
only if you wear one."

    I held the red suit I had hidden in my hand and held it out in front of
me.  "So, let's see how you look in it."

    Jason smiled and put on the suit.  It hugged his curves liked I hoped it
would when I had picked it out.  I wanted to jump him and rub him all over,
but I knew that neither of us were up for it.  I stepped in to my own suit
and looked at Jason for a comment.  He smiled and wolf-whistled at me.  "You
look fabulous, Taylor.  Shall we go for a swim?"

    "Lead the way."

    Jason walked out of the bedroom with me tailing close behind.  I reached
out and grabbed Jason's ass.  He let out a little yelp and leapt forward.
He ran out the door and headed to the water.  He ran into the cool clear
water and dove under the water, immersing his whole body.  I was a little
more reticent to go running into the water and I took my time letting my
body adjust to the cool water.  Jason didn't think much of that and
proceeded to try and dunk me.  I struggled, trying not to go under, but I
eventually lost.

    I broke the surface of the water sputtering and shaking my head.  Jason
laughed at me and started swimming away.  I wasn't going to let him get away
with dunking me.  I dove into the water and started chasing him.  Jason is a
fantastic swimmer and had no problem keeping away from me.  I eventually
gave up chasing Jason and decided to concentrate on cleaning up.  I pulled
down my suit in the deep water and started cleaning up.  Jason surfaced a
couple of metres away from me and smiled.  "Not going to chase me?"

    "Nah, I'm just going clean up."

    I continued rubbing my body, trying to remove as much of the cum and the
lube as I could without soap.  I tried an old trick that I remember using
when my parents used to take us camping.  I grabbed a handful of the fine
sand and rubbed it against my body.  It was actually quite effective.  Jason
sidled up against me and looked down into the water.

    "Hey sexy, you come here often?"

    "Oooo, you better be careful.  My boyfriend is really jealous.  If he
sees you staring at me, he'll come and whoop your ass."

    "I'm not scared," Jason said with a giggle.  "You want to wash my legs
and back?"

    "'Kay."

    I grabbed a handful of fine sand and rubbed it against Jason's legs.  He
flinched and then steadied as I wiped our sexual remnants away.  I continued
up his leg and pulled down his suit.  I caressed his butt, being as gentle
as possible.  I slipped a finger up his butt and swirled my finger around in
the tight passage.  Jason moaned and thrust his butt back towards my finger.

    "Sorry," he said with chagrin.  "Force of habit."

    "S'okay.  I imagine I'd do the same thing."  I looked down at the water
and stared at the scum that had floated to the surface.  I kept swirling my
finger around, trying to get Jason as clean as possible.  Finally, I pulled
my finger out and started cleaning his back.  Jason began rubbing his arms
and chest, in an effort to remove the dried massage oil.  When I was
finished I swatted his butt and pulled up his suit.  "All done.  Do me now."

    "Would you care to rephrase that?  Or are you looking to make love
again."

    "Can you please clean my back and legs?"  I asked politely.

    "Sure."

    I turned around and leaned forward.  Jason's smooth hands came to rest
on my butt and began squeezing and rubbing it.  I let out a soft moan and
bent forward a little more.  Jason's right hand moved into my crack and I
felt two fingers slip into me.  I grunted and clamped down reflexively.
Jason swirled his fingers around, pulling out and rubbing around the muscle.
  I felt his fingers rub against my prostate, making me horny once more.  My
cock began to harden in the cool water.  My balls were drawn up tight
against my body as I began to buck in time to the firm prodding I was
receiving from Jason.  Jason reached around my body and began stroking my
hard cock.  I let out a gasp and a moan and then came.  My body shook and my
legs gave out.  Jason grabbed me and helped me to remain standing.  We stood
together in the lake, Jason holding me tightly.  I regained my strength and
stood.  Jason pulled up my suit and let the waistband snap against my belly.

    "So, was it good for you?"

    "Yeah, did you want a go?"

    "No, I'm still too sore.  I'm getting cold.  Do you want to go lie on
the beach for a bit before we take the buoys out?"

    "Sounds good too me."

    Jason and I walked out of the lake hand in hand.  We were almost on the
beach when the door on the deck of the cabin next door opened and a very
attractive young man walked out.

    "Your neighbour?" I asked quietly.

    "His son.  His name is James.  He's a year older than me."

    "God, what a hottie."

    Jason smacked my belly and waved at James.  James smiled and waved back.
  A petite young woman walked out the door and wrapped her arm around his
waist.  We smiled and kept walking.  Eventually we were out of the water and
I followed Jason as he walked over to his neighbour's deck.

    "Hey James, long time no see."

    "No doubt, you guys up for the weekend?"

    "Yeah.  James I'd like to introduce you to my boyfriend Taylor.  Taylor,
this is James McLean, the heart throb of Prince Albert."

    "Pleased to meet you."  I offered James my hand.

    "Pleased to meet you, although I'm hardly a heart throb," James replied
taking my hand, "This is my girlfriend Rebecca Livingston."

    I nodded my head in greeting while Jason took Rebecca's hand and kissed
it.  "Such a gentleman," Rebecca said with a smile.  "I like your suits.  I
should get James one."

    "Definitely," Jason replied while looking up at James.  "He'd look so
hot in a thong."

    The three of us laughed while James blushed furiously.  "I'm not so sure
I'd look good in a thong."

    "So how long are you guys up for?"

    "Actually, we just came to check on the cabin before we head to
Saskatoon.  My cousin is getting married later today, so we don't get to
come out here till later in the year.

    "That's too bad.  It looks like it's gonna be a great weekend."

    "Yeah, I know.  Oh well, we'd better get going.  It was nice to meet you
Taylor.  Make sure your boyfriend doesn't get into any trouble."

    "That's gonna be tough.  He's always getting into trouble.  He's such a
bad boy."

    Rebecca and James started laughing while Jason rolled his eyes and
smiled.  "I'm so good it hurts.  Have a good time at the wedding."

    "You guys have fun."

    We walked back to the beach in front of Jason's cabin while James and
Rebecca walked back into the cabin.  We spread out a couple of towels and
lay down, content to soak up the rays.  A short time later we heard a car
door slam and the sound of an engine starting.  Jason turned his head and
smiled.  "You having a good time?"

    "I'm having a great time.  I can't believe how nice it is to be able to
just lie around and do absolutely nothing."

    "I know.  Oh hey, we should put some sun block on."

    "Yeah, that would probably be a good idea.  We wouldn't want to burn
anything."

    "All the valuable bits are covered."

    "Yeah, but a sun burn would make sex difficult."

    Jason smirked.  "All you think about is sex."

    "You know you were thinking the exact same thing.  You aren't an angel,
regardless of what you may have others thinking."

    "Let's put some lotion on and put the buoys out.  We can have lunch
after that and then go swimming again."

    I nodded my head in agreement.  "Sounds good.  Where are the buoys?"

    "In the shed."

    "Cool.  I know there is some sun block in the bathroom.  Your dad packed
a bottle or two of some pretty strong stuff."

    "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me.  He burns easily."

    I followed Jason back into the cabin and started smearing the lotion
into my skin.  Jason followed suit and we were soon doing each other's
backs.  As I massaged the lotion into Jason's back, I looked down and
noticed that Jason had gotten hard.  I squirted some more lotion in my hand
and quickly reached into the pouch of his suit.  Jason flinched and tried to
get away as I grabbed his cock and began stroking vigorously.

    Jason's hips began buckling and I knew Jason was close to cuming.

    "Ohhh, Taylor.  Stop please."

    I kept up my pace and watched as Jason came.  It was a dry cum, and was
quite violent.  I caught Jason as he started to fall.  His cock pulsed under
the spandex of the swimsuit.  His body was shaking and shivering.  I eased
him to the ground and held onto him tightly.

    "Are you all right?"

    "Yeah, it's just a little sore."

    "I'm sorry," I said reflexively.  I didn't mean to hurt Jason.

    "It's all right.  Don't worry about it.  But, no more till later
tonight."

    "I promise."

    "Good.  Let's go do the buoys, and then eat.  I'm hungry."

    "You're hungry?  Do you have a hollow leg or something?  I have no idea
where you put all the food that you eat."

    "I work up an enormous appetite having sex with you."

    "Ahhhh, is that the secret?"

    "Yep, the more sex you have, the more food you can eat."

    I stood up and helped Jason to his feet.  We walked over to the
equipment shed and popped the padlock on the door.  Jason dug out the
homemade buoys and the cinder blocks that were used to anchor them to the
bottom of the lake.  It took a several trips to get the 12 blocks and the
empty gallon bleach bottles that marked the edge of the boating area in
front of the Rawlings cabin.  Jason and I attached the chains to the bottles
and the blocks and then swam them into the lake.  It took about an hour to
get the twelve buoys put out in the lake and when we were done we both
wanted to grab a bite to eat and lie down.

    "You want to go make lunch?"  I asked collapsing into a deck chair.

    Jason stood in front of the chair and looked down at me.  "'Kay, what do
you want?"

    "Sandwiches would be good," I said stifling a yawn.

    "Sandwiches it is.  I'll be right back."

    I stayed in the deck chair and looked across the lake.  The water was
shimmering and the waves were just lapping at the shore.  When I closed my
eyes I could still see the bright afterimage of the sun etched on the back
of my eyelids.  My breathing slowed and I was just about to fall asleep when
Jason kissed me on the forehead.

    "Hey beautiful," I said peeling back my eyelids.

    "Hey yourself.  I'll be right back.  I'm just gonna go get the jug of
juice from the fridge."

    Jason handed me the plate with the sandwiches and bounded back into the
cabin.  I looked down at the sandwiches he had made.  I took half of one of
the tuna salad sandwiches and started eating.  For the first time in a while
I felt hungry.  I had just finished the sandwich when Jason sat down beside
me with the jug and a couple of cups.

    "The sandwiches any good?"

    "The tuna ones are very good.  You'll make someone a good wife."

    Jason swatted my knee and took the plate of sandwiches from me.  "Here,
eat another sandwich.  You aren't thinking straight."

    I took the proffered sandwich and bit into it.  Jason took a sandwich
from the plate and put it down on the table between us.  The lake was quite
beautiful, and we were lucky to be receiving some scorching hot weather.
Jason poured me a glass of strawberry-kiwi juice and handed it to me before
pouring himself a glassful.  I took a sip of the juice and put it down on
the table.

    "So, what do you think of the cabin?"  Jason asked.

    "It's really nice.  Beautiful location, nice beach.  I can see why you
love to spend time out here."

    "You need another sandwich?"

    "Not right now.  I've got a couple of bites left on this one.  Don't
worry, I'm actually quite hungry."

    "Good.  I made five sandwiches and I can't eat them all."

    "I betcha you could if we had sex again," I said with a wink.

    "Yes, but we aren't going to find out for a while.  Mr. Happy needs a
little more time to recover."

    "Awww, is he still all worn out?"

    "Uh huh.  He needs a little time to rest."

    "Well, then I'll let him sleep for the rest of the weekend."

    "He doesn't need that much rest.  Besides I want to do something with
you later tonight."

    "Do it with me or do it to me?" I asked trying not to laugh.

    "A little of both actually," Jason replied with a giggle.  "I know
you'll like it though."

    "So, what did you want to do this afternoon?"

    "A little swimming, a little sunning, and I guess a little kissing would
be nice."

    "We have anything else we need to do?"

    "Actually, we just have to put away the rest of the stuff we brought up
and pull some of the stuff out of storage.  We can do that tomorrow though."

    "Cool, so did you want to kiss, swim or sun first?"

    "Let's finish eating," Jason said handing me another sandwich.  "Then
maybe a little kissing and some sun."

    "Sounds good to me," I replied taking the sandwich from Jason.  I
finished a couple more sandwiches off and drank a couple more glasses of
juice before I was finally full.  Jason filled my glass and his once more,
emptying the pitcher.  He took the pitcher and the sandwich plate back into
the cabin and came back out with a bag of Goodie Rings and a couple of
towels.

    "I thought maybe some dessert would be in order," Jason said.  He
dropped the towels on the deck and opened up the bag of cookies.

    "You are such a sweetie."

    "I know" Jason said.  He put a cookie into his mouth, holding it with
his teeth.  I leaned in and took a bite out of the cookie before leaning
close enough to kiss Jason.  His mouth and mine were both filled with
partially chewed cookie, but it didn't matter.  I loved the kiss.

    I pulled back from Jason and finished chewing the cookie and swallowed.
I took a cookie from the bag and put it between my teeth like Jason had
done.  I closed my eyes, in anticipation of Jason taking a bite and getting
a kiss.  I felt a little pressure on the cookie and opened my eyes in time
to see Jason breaking the cookie in half.

    "Hey, no hands," I said jokingly.

    Jason leaned in and kissed me.  His tongue rampaged through my mouth for
several seconds before he broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "Let's
take this to the blanket."

    "Sounds good to me."

    Jason and I stood and walked down to the sand and unfurled the old plaid
blanket on the sand.  Jason sat down and took my hand pulling me down with
him.  I lay down on the blanket and Jason crawled on top, straddling me.  He
put his hands down on the blanket on either side of my head and leaned in to
kiss me.  It felt heavenly to be kissing outside, in the fresh air.  I
didn't want the moment to end.  Jason's chest rubbed against mine as we
kissed.  These kisses weren't rushed or hurried, but were just savoured and
relished.  When Jason rolled off and lay down beside me, I was kind of
disappointed, but I knew that there would be more to come.

    Jason sat back up and looked at me.  "I think that we should probably
put some more sun block on or we're gonna get burnt," he said standing up.

    "You're probably right.  I'll keep the blanket warm for you."

    I kept my eyes closed and just relaxed soaking up the rays.  I listened
to the sound of waves crashing against the beach.  I could hear birds as
they glided on the air currents and screeched at each other.  The occasional
motorboat roared past the cabin, but none of that tempted me to open my
eyes.  I only opened my eyes when I heard Jason sit down on the towel beside
me.  I sat up and took the bottle and poured some lotion into my hand.  I
rubbed it into my arms, legs, and chest.  I didn't want to burn up in the
sun.  I wasn't too concerned with skin cancer though.  I figured that it
really didn't matter.

    Jason did my back without asking and when he was done I returned the
favour.  We lay back done on the blanket and closed our eyes.  I woke up
about an hour later when I heard the sound of people talking nearby.  I saw
a family unloading a minivan and hauling things into the cabin next door.  I
tapped Jason on the shoulder and told him that his neighbours were here.  He
grunted and rolled over onto his back.

    "Wonderful.  No more peace and quiet this weekend.  The last time I was
out here they were so fucking loud."

    "Mmm, well, we'll have to be loud tonight.  Time to roll over though.
We wouldn't want you to burn."

    "You roll over too, eh."

    "Uh huh, I was just about too.  I wanted to take a look at that
beautiful butt of yours once more before I fall asleep."

    "Pervert," Jason said with a giggle as he rolled over.  I took one last
look at the creamy white skin of Jason's perfect butt and rolled onto my
stomach.  Jason gave a low wolf whistle as I closed my eyes.  I smiled and
let my body go.  It didn't take long for me to fall asleep once more.

    I awoke with a start as a mini football bounced off my back before
skittering up towards the cabin.  I opened my eyes and sat up, so I could
find out who had hit me with the football.

    "I'm sorry."  This young man about Jason's age walked up onto the beach,
"My brother can't throw worth a damn."

    "It's all right, it was time for me to get up anyway.  I'm Taylor
Matheson, and this sleeping lump is Jason Rawlings."

    "You must be Jason's boyfriend, I'm Brian Simpson."

    "Pleased to meet you, but uh, how did you know I was Jason's boyfriend?"

    "Just an assumption.  I know Jason is gay and I just made a guess based
on the swim suits."

    "Ahhh, I see.  I guess they do kind of give it away."

    "Yeah, they do.  God, Jason can sleep through anything," Brian said with
a shake of his head.

    "I'm not sleeping.  I'm just content to let you two get to know each
other."  Jason rolled onto his back.  "It's good to see you again Brian.
You still look fabulous."

    "Flattery will get you nowhere.  I'm straight, remember?" Brian said
with a grin.

    "Ah, but you're wrong," I said.  "Flattery will get Jason tossed into
the lake."

    "I didn't know you were the jealous type Mr. Matheson," Jason said
smacking me on the arm.

    "I'm not jealous," I said with a mischievous grin.  "I just want to
eliminate the competition."

    Brian rolled his eyes and grinned at Jason and I, "You two are horrible.
  I don't know whether to be flattered or worried."

    "I imagine a little of both." Jason put his hand on my thigh and
squeezed.

    "Did you find the ball, Brian?" a voice called from the lake.

    "Yeah, I'll be right there Aaron, hold on.  I guess I should get going.
See you two later."

    "Later," Jason said with a wave.

    "Did you want to go for a swim?"

    "Yeah, sounds like a good idea to me.  You wearing your watch?"

    "Yeah, it's 3:30."

    "Well, let's go for a swim until about five and then we can make supper
and make plans from there."

    Jason stood up and helped me to my feet.  We walked, hand in hand, into
the water.  Jason released my hand once we got into the waist deep water and
dove into the water.  I pinched my nose and dropped into the cool water.  It
felt so good.  As I came up, I lost my footing and crashed back under the
surface of the cool clear water.  I frantically regained my footing on the
sandy bottom of the lake, and pushed up.  I breached the surface and took a
deep breath.

    "That felt phenomenal," Jason said swimming over to me.

    "Uh huh, let's get into the deeper water."

    "'Kay."

    We stroked our way out to the deeper water, near the buoys we had placed
that morning.  There were a quite a few boats out on the lake, some with
skiers, some trailing fishing lines, and some just sailing the lake.  I
treaded water in the lake, letting my head dip under every so often to keep
it cool.  Jason and I just talked and talked about nothing in particular as
we stayed out on the water.  When we got tired of treading water, we swam
into the shallower water where we could stand on the bottom of the lake.

    When the sun started dipping down towards the water we decided it was
probably time to head back in and get ready for supper.  When we got out of
the water, Jason grabbed the towels and tossed me one.  I caught it just as
it was about to hit the water.  I wrapped it around my shoulders and began
drying off.  Jason quickly finished drying off and walked up to the fire pit
by the deck.

    "Tell you what, I'll get the fire ready.  You go get the potatoes and
the peas and carrots ready," Jason said.  He tossed his towel onto a deck
chair.

    "Sounds fair to me."  I tossed my towel onto Jason's.

    I walked into the cabin and went over to the sink.  I pulled out a
couple of medium sized potatoes and put them into the sink.  I washed them
off and cut them in half so that they would bake well.  As I wrapped the
potatoes in tin foil, I had a dizzy spell and had to steady myself on the
counter.  I shook off the dizziness and walked back out to the fire pit
where Jason was tending a growing fire.

    "Potatoes are ready," I said.  I put them down on the deck and looked
out across the lake.

    "Cool, the fire should just about ready for them in a bit."

    "The peas and carrots won't take long.  All I have to do is throw them
in some boiling water about five minutes before the steaks are finished."

    "How did you want your steak?"

    "I want it to moo when I cut into it."

    "Rare?"

    "Definitely."

    "'Kay."

    "I'm gonna go pull on a t-shirt and some shorts," I said walking back
towards the door.

    "Bring me a shirt and some shorts too please."

    "'Kay, any in particular or does it matter."

    "Nah, whatever."

    "'Kay, I"ll pick out the ones that make you look sexy."

    "Everything I wear makes me look sexy."

    "You are soooooo modest," I said rolling my eyes.  I walked back into
the cabin and walked into the bedroom.  The dirty sheets were still on the
bed from that morning.  I groaned and pulled them off the bed.  We were
lucky.  The mattress didn't appear to be stained or anything.  I rolled the
sheets up and tossed them into a garbage bag.  I grabbed a pair of shorts
and a t-shirt from my suitcase and then dug into Jason's suitcase for
something for him to wear.  I decided on his black Umbro soccer shorts.
Umbro soccer shorts have got to be the sexiest things in the world.  I
pulled my clothes on and then grabbed a white Nike shirt for Jason.  I
walked through the cabin and back outside to the fire pit where Jason was
waiting.

    "Here," I said tossing Jason his clothes.  "Put these on."

    I watched as Jason pulled the shorts and t-shirt on.  He was right.  He
did look good in anything he wore.  I pulled one of the deck chairs closer
to the fire and sat down, content to look at the water some more.  Jason
walked over and sat down on the wooden frame chair and moved to snuggle
close to me.

    "Shouldn't you put the potatoes on first?"  I asked before Jason got
comfortable.

    "Yeah, I guess so."  Jason leaned down and grabbed the potatoes that
were waiting to be cooked and tossed them onto the grill suspended above the
fire.

    "Nice throw."

    "Thanks, so, um, can I get a kiss?"

    "Oh, I guess."

    I leaned forward and kissed Jason on the top of his head.  "There you
go, one kiss."

    "Can't I have a more passionate kiss?"

    "I don't know.  Can you?"

    Jason rolled his eyes, knowing the game I was playing.  "May I please
have a more passionate kiss?"

    "Yes you may."

    I leaned in and gave Jason a kiss.  His tongue lashed across my tongue
and rubbed against my teeth.  My tongue moved with Jason's, shadowing him,
and darting in for the occasional quick flick.  Jason broke the kiss and
took a slow deep breath.  He put his head against my chest and rubbed my
belly with his free hand.

    "I love kissing you."

    "I love kissing you, too."  I wrapped my arm around Jason and held him.
We lay on the deck chair for about 15 minutes watching the wood burn and
turn into the coals we wanted to cook our steaks on.  Jason patted my belly
and sat up, stirring the coals with a long stick that was sitting by the
fire pit.

    "Go get the steaks, supper should be in ten or fifteen minutes."

    I pulled myself out of the comfy chair and walked slowly to the back of
the cabin.  I started humming to myself as I walked in the door and walked
over to the fridge where the steaks were waiting.  I pulled the plate out of
the fridge and grabbed the steak spice out of the cupboard.  I kept humming
as I walked back to Jason, where I put the plate down on the table and sat
back down in my chair.  Jason picked up the steaks and put them on the
waiting grill.  The steaks sizzled as the juices were cooked and evaporated.
  The steaks smelled wonderful.

    I leaned back and smiled.  I love steak.  Jason liberally sprinkled the
spice onto the steak and then sat back on the end of the chair.  "They smell
good, don't they?"

    "Very good.  Remember, I want my steak to provide me with intelligent
dinner conversation."

    "I can't believe you eat your steaks rare."

    "I can't believe you cook the shit out of a beautiful piece of meat like
that."

    Jason stuck his tongue out at me and made a face.  I reached out and
tried to grab his tongue.

    "You're gonna have to be faster than that."

    "I'm content to sit here and bide my time."

    Jason rolled his eyes and flipped over the steaks.  "Go put the peas and
carrots on.  The steaks will be done soon."

    I sighed and rose once more.  I put the veggies on the stove and grabbed
a couple of plates and put them on the table.  It didn't take me long to set
the table with the utensils and the needed condiments.  I reached into the
fridge and pulled out the bottle of red wine that I had hidden on the bottom
shelf when Jason wasn't looking.  I walked into the bedroom and pulled a
couple of wine glasses out of my suitcase where I figured Jason would never
find them and they would be safe.  They looked clean enough after I
unwrapped them, so I just put them on the table.  I popped the cork on the
bottle and filled Jason's glass and then my own.

    The peas and carrots finished just as I was lighting a candle for the
romantic effect.  I placed the vegetables into a bowl and spooned some
butter on top.  The peas and carrots were the final touches for the table.
All that was needed was Jason with the meat and potatoes and everything
would be just right.  I didn't have to wait long.  I heard Jason push open
the door just as I sat down and took a sip of my wine.

    "Meat's ready."

    "Good, so are the vegetables."

    Jason looked at the table and then up at me.  "You thought of
everything, didn't you?"

    "I try," I replied shrugging my shoulders.  "Sit down."

    Jason sat down across the rough-hewn wooden table and put down the plate
holding the steaks and the potatoes.  "This is your steak," he said pointing
to one of the slabs of meat on the plate, "It's interested in talking to you
about the decline of the Soviet Empire and it's effect on the bovine
population."

    "Well, that's too bad.  I'm more interested in talking to my very
beautiful, smart, and witty boyfriend about other less enlightening topics."

    "Such as?"

    "What I'm gonna do with you after we are done eating."

    "Really?  So what are you going to do to me after we are done eating?"

    "I'm gonna lick your body all over, and then suck on your nipples till
they start lactating."

    Jason cracked a smile and took a bite of his steak.  "I don't think so,"
he replied as he chewed up the well-done piece of meat, "I've got tonight
all planned out, but it's gonna be a surprise."

    "Really, are you sure you don't want to tell me."

    "Positive."

    We spent supper talking about the mundane and the mostly unimportant.
I'd smile at Jason every so often, but whenever he looked at me I'd look
down at my plate.  It was love.

    When we finished supper, I cleared the dishes, letting Jason go set up
his surprise.  It didn't take me long to finish washing the dishes and as I
dried the last plate, Jason walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms
around my waist.

    "I'm ready.  You almost done?"

    "Just about," I replied rubbing his arms.  "Am I going to like the
surprise?"

    "I hope so."

    I put the last plate in the cupboard, and then turned to face my
boyfriend.  I gave him a big hug and a kiss on the nose.  "I'm sure I'll
like it.  Lead the way."

    Jason let go of me and took my hand.  I followed him out the door and
around the cabin to the beach.  What I found there was beautiful.  He had
set up a big air mattress and placed a couple of blankets on top.  From the
mattress we could look out at the setting sun.  A bottle of champagne was
sitting in a small cooler with a couple of crystal glasses, and there was a
small tray of chocolate covered cherries.

    "Oh Jason, it's so beautiful.  Where did you get the champagne though?"

    Jason smiled at me and then looked shyly away.  "My dad bought it for
me.  He was going to make himself scarce tonight, to give us a little time
alone."

    "I love it, Jason," I said wrapping my arms around Jason.  I kissed him,
and hugged him tightly.

    "Good, I wanted to make this as special as you made my birthday for me.
Come on.  Lie down and I'll feed you some cherries."

    "Mmmm, that sounds wonderful."

    I lay down on the mattress, looking out at the setting sun.  Jason lay
down beside me and took a cherry from the tray.  "Open your mouth beautiful,
and I'll give you a cherry."

    "Mmmm, I like cherries," I said leaning forward to take the delicious
fruit from his fingers.  Jason lifted it from my reach and then held it
above my head.  I opened my mouth and watched as he lowered it slowly.  I
tasted the sweet chocolate as the cherry grazed my tongue.  I closed my
mouth and hungrily bit down on the cherry.  The juice of the cherry mixed
with the sweet chocolate.  The taste was heavenly.  I leaned over to my love
and kissed him, letting him taste the sweet juice and chocolate.

    Jason handed me a flute of champagne, and picked his up.  "To our
future."

    "To our future."  I took a sip of the champagne, and smiled at Jason.

    We spent the rest of the evening just watching the sunset and listening
to the sounds of nature.  When the sun finally set, I turned to Jason and
gave him a kiss.  "Should we go inside and go to bed?"

    "I have one last thing I want to do with you before we go back inside."

    "What's that?"

    "I want to make love with you under the stars."

    I opened my eyes wide and just looked at Jason.  "Are you serious?"

    "I'm very serious.  I want to look up at the stars while you make love
to me.  It's something I've always wanted to do, and I think we've got
enough privacy here."

    "Then let's do it," I said slipping my right hand under his shirt and
rested it on his chest.  I grabbed a hold of the shirt hem and lifted it
above his head.  I blew on the exposed flesh, delighting in the goose bumps
that appeared.  Jason let out a little giggle, and then smiled.  It didn't
take me long to get his shorts and bathing suit off, giving me full access
to his beautiful cock.

    I licked his growing manhood, taking my time and enjoying the
sensations.  He gave a groan and pushed me off.  "Not yet baby.  I want to
get you naked and under the blanket first."

    Jason lifted the corner of the blanket and crawled into the cotton
cocoon.  I pulled my shirt and shorts off, leaving only my bathing suit on
as I followed Jason.  Once I was under the blanket, Jason wasted little time
in removing my last bit of clothing.  He rubbed my leaking cock and gave a
little sigh.  "I always love playing with your cock, Taylor."

    "I always love playing with yours too, baby."  I gave his cock a couple
of quick jerks.

    "Mmmm, well, I want to feel you in me."

    "As you wish."  I began nibbling on his nipples.  "You did remember the
lube, right?"

    Jason handed me a new tube of Astroglide and gave me a quick kiss.  I
popped the top in the dark and squirted a fair bit onto my fingers.  Jason
lifted his legs into the air and let me crawl between them.  I rubbed the
lube onto his pucker and coated it liberally.  "Are you ready?" I asked as I
crawled on top of Jason.

    Jason just nodded his head and gave me a sly smile.  I placed the head
of my cock on his opening and pushed forward, stretching the muscle and
sliding into him.  Jason groaned and kissed me on the cheek.  "That feels
incredible."

    I kissed Jason back and slowly began the rhythmic pelvic thrusts that
Jason loves.  As my cock slid in and out, I could feel the hard nub of flesh
that I knew from experience was his prostate.  Jason was groaning and
wiggling his hips in eager anticipation of his impending orgasm.  I knew I
was close, and knowing that Jason was close drove me wild.  I increased the
speed of my thrusts, eager to please my baby.  He let out a little whimper,
and came.  I felt his muscular ring clamp down on my cock, milking it,
encouraging it to give up its load.  I thrust my hips one last time, and let
out a loud moan.  I collapsed onto Jason, and struggled to regain my breath.

    Jason rolled me onto my back beside him and laid his head on my chest.
"That was beautiful," He said rubbing my belly.  "I don't know which was
more beautiful, looking into your eyes, watching them sparkle, or the
twinkling stars, but the combination of the two was the most beautiful thing
that I've ever seen."

    "You always know how to make me feel good."  I squeezed Jason in my arms
and kissed him on the tip of the nose.

    "Mmmm, and I know how to make you feel spectacular."

    I kissed Jason on the top of his head, and relaxed on the mattress.  I
looked up at the stars twinkling in the warm summer sky.  I felt so small,
so insignificant in comparison to the stars.  Jason gave me a quick kiss on
my chest and then looked into my eyes.  "Would you like me to make you feel
spectacular, Taylor?"

    I simply nodded my head and closed my eyes.  Jason crawled under the
blankets, and lifted my legs into the air.  I felt the cool touch of the
slick gel as Jason got me ready.  I felt a slight burning as he entered me,
but then I felt a jolt of pleasure as he stroked my prostate.  I let out a
sigh of contentment and grasped the sheets as Jason made love to me.  I
fought against the need to close my eyes and submerge myself in the waves of
pleasure and looked into Jason's and at the stars beyond.  I was glad Jason
had suggested sex under the stars.  This was an experience that I would
remember as long as I lived.

    My pulse started climbing as Jason pushed me closer and closer to the
inevitable surging orgasm.  I let out a groan as my groin muscles clenched
and forced my seed out onto my chest.  Jason gave a loud groan and thrust
one last time.  He shivered a couple of times and let himself drop onto me.
After I let my legs down, Jason rolled over, letting his cock slip out of my
hole.  He snuggled up close to me, and gave me a kiss.

    "I love you, Taylor."

    "I love you, Jason."

    I wiggled a little and pulled Jason closer to me.  His breathing had
slowed, and his eyes were closed as I whispered, "I love you." and went to
sleep.

    When I awoke early the next morning, I opened my eyes and saw a mother
duck and some ducklings walking by the cabin on the beach.  I nudged Jason,
so he could see the ducks so close.  Jason let out a little moan as I woke
him, but when his eyes finally opened, he smiled and snuggled up tight.
"Mmmm, they are beautiful aren't they?"

    "Uh huh," I replied wiggling a little to get comfortable.  "I'm really
glad you invited me up here."

    "I'm really glad you came with me.  When did you go get the sleeping
bag?"

    "I didn't go get it."

    "What do you mean you didn't go get it?"

    "I didn't go get it.  Wasn't it here when we went to bed?"

    "No, I just brought blankets.  Hey, where are our clothes?"

    I looked at the beach around the air mattress, but I couldn't see our
clothes.  "I don't know."  I reached under the blanket and felt around for
my swimsuit.  When I found it, I pulled it out from under the blanket and
showed it to Jason.  "Oh well, I've still got my suit."

    Jason groped around under the blanket, looking for his suit.  "Oh, man.
I don't have anything," he said when he didn't find it.

    "That's all right," I said nibbling on his ear.  "You don't need a suit,
you look good naked."

    "Not now, someone might be watching us."

    "Afraid to be seen with me?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

    Jason's eyes opened wide and he started stuttering that he didn't mean
it that way, and all sorts of other apologies until I kissed him to shut him
up.  "I was just joking beautiful.  I know what you meant."

    "I just wanted to be sure that you know that I love you."

    "I know.  Let's go inside and get you some clothes."

    "'Kay, so I'll let you pull on your bathing suit, and then I'll wrap the
blanket around myself and follow you in."

    I pulled on my bathing suit, and slipped out from under the blankets.
The air was quite chilly and I started shivering as I waited for Jason to
get up.  Once Jason was wrapped up, I followed him to the back door of the
cabin and we went inside.

    "Good morning boys," Mr. Rawlings said looking over at us and then
turned back to the bacon he was cooking, "Did you have a good sleep?"

    "When did you get here?" Jason asked walking over to the stove.

    "Last night at about eleven.  You two looked a little cold when I went
out there so I spread the sleeping bag over you, and grabbed your clothes.
By the way, nice bathing suit Taylor."

    My cheeks glowed bright red as Jason giggled at me.  "Jason has a new
suit too."

    "I know."  Mr. Rawlings took the bacon off the stove.  "Whose idea were
they?"

    "Taylor's," Jason said grabbing a piece of bacon and popped it into his
mouth.

    "Hey, you didn't complain," I said sitting down at the table.

    "So how did you get away Dad?"  Jason asked grabbing his clothes off the
sofa and walked into the bedroom.

    "I managed to convince our client that he should stay with the company,
and then hopped on the next flight back to Toontown.  So what have you boys
been doing while I wasn't here?"

    "We cleaned the place up a bit, did a little swimming and did a little
sunning."  I watched Mr. Rawlings whip up some eggs.

    "I'm sure that's all you boys did," Mr. Rawlings said smiling.  He
looked at me and gave me a little wink, before turning back to the stove.

    "We're hardly sex fiends, dad," Jason said walking out of the bedroom.

    "Uh huh, so I'd imagine that those sheets in the garbage bag aren't
yours."

    "I said we weren't sex fiends.  I never said that we were celibate,"
Jason said punching his dad on the shoulder.

    We ate breakfast that morning with Mr. Rawlings, and spent the rest of
the weekend enjoying our time together at the lake.  Jason and I just
cuddled that night, worn out from all the sex we'd had in the previous two
days.  When we finally headed back into the city, I was glad that I had the
chance to sleep with Jason under the stars.

Continued.