Date: Sun, 9 Apr 2006 15:54:23 -0400
From: Ron <ronyx@woh.rr.com>
Subject: Writing for Joe  Chapter 2

The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities to anyone are purely
coincidental. The story is intended for a mature audience. It may contain
profanity and references to gay sex. If this offends you, please leave
and find something more suitable to read. The author maintains all rights
to the story. Please do not copy or use without written permission. Write
Ron at ronyx@woh.rr.com with any comments.



Writing For Joe                 Chapter 2

"Shut up, Bitch!" Matt yelled at Jessica Livingston.

"But I don't understand why you don't just tell him," responded
Jessica.

Matt had met Jessica his freshman year. He had wandered around campus for
three weeks, never having really talked to anyone. Jessica approached him
in the library, sitting down uninvited while Matt worked on a literature
assignment.

They talked briefly and Jessica had come out and told Matt she found him
attractive and asked him to dinner. He accepted, and after dinner went to
her apartment for a drink. After three gin and tonics Matt became very
relaxed.

Jessica sat next to him and reached over and pulled Matt's face to hers,
kissing him. They made out for a few minutes, while she waited for him to
make the next move. She had given him every indication that she was
willing to offer him more, but he had apparently missed all the signals.

Out of desperation, she began rubbing his cock, stroking him lightly
through his shorts. He made an attempt to reach up and grab her tit, but
then stopped. After five minutes of rubbing, Matt still remained flaccid.

"Are you gay?" She sat up and looked at him, removing her hand from his
still soft cock.

"Yes," he admitted. He looked her briefly in the eyes, and then stared
back over at the empty television screen.

"Why did you come back with me then?" She questioned him. She didn't
appear angry. She would loved to have had hot sex with Matt. What girl
wouldn't? He exuded sex with his hard body, soft blonde hair and deep
green eyes.

"I don't know. I thought I might be able to do this just this once."
He blushed as he admitted his virginity with females to her.

He had experimented with several boys in high school. He had even had a
steady boyfriend his junior year. That ended when the boy moved to
another state.

He had always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a girl, to
stick his cock into a pussy. He wondered if it would be different than
some guy's tight ass. He had found Jessica to be extremely sexy and
thought he might be able to perform with her tonight, but Little Matt
hadn`t cooperated.

"You were going to use me?" Jessica asked angrily.

"I'm sorry." Matt covered his face with his hands and let out a loud
sigh.

"Guess I'd better leave now. I really am sorry, you know." He rose to
his feet and prepared to rush out of Jessica's apartment.

"No, I'd like you to stay." She told him. "Come to the kitchen and
we'll have a cup of coffee." They talked for the next few hours. Matt
told her his life history and his experimentation with boys. She listened
intently, and interrupted him several times to ask him some embarrassing
questions.

Since that night four years ago, Matt and Jessica had formed a very
strong bond. She now had a steady boyfriend and was planning to marry
after graduation. She had become Matt's closest friend and confidante.

Jessica was with him when he went through his relationship in his
sophomore year with his roommate, Jake. Things had been wonderful for
months. He thought he was falling in love. Then one night he returned to
his room early, only to find a boy down the hall with his cock rammed
deep into Jake's ass.

There was a huge scene, and Jake left the room that night. He never
returned the following year. Matt had heard through mutual friends that
Jake had moved west and gotten involved in drugs.

He made the mistake last year of mentioning to Jessica his attraction to
Joe. Since that time she had made it her mission to get the two of them
together. She wanted to see Matt find happiness. He had been lonely for
the past couple of years. He never dated and was constantly busy with his
newspaper assignments.

"Look, I don't know why you won't be more open with him." She
continued. "I've talked to some people and they say that he and Marilyn
are going through some rough times. Maybe this would be a good time to
move in."

She looked over and Matt and grinned. She knew Matt was weak when it came
to Joe, but he would never get up the nerve to make the first move. He
had been waiting patiently for three years for Joe to show some interest
in him, but had never.

"You're going to lose out. We graduate in five months and you may never
see him again. What if you could have had him and missed the
opportunity?"

She was beginning to make sense. "Dammit," Matt thought to himself.

"What if I tell him how I feel and he beats the shit out of me?"
questioned Matt.

"You know he wouldn't do that. Joe's one of the good guys and you know
it." Jessica countered.

It was true. Joe was a good guy. In three years he had never heard him
say anything bad about anyone. There had been many interviews over the
years with some real sleaze balls, but Joe never said anything bad about
them. Although, nothing had ever came up about the gay lifestyle.

"What have you got to lose?" Jessica said forcefully. "If you won't
do it, I will."

"The hell you will!" shouted Matt.

"Watch me." Jessica replied with an evil smirk on her face. Matt knew
that smirk. He had seen it many times over the years. It was on her face
the time she told him that she was going to get her current boyfriend to
fuck her after several weeks of a platonic relationship.

She had walked into the coffee shop the next morning with another smirk
on her face, saying, "See I told you I would do it." She then went on
and told Matt about a night of hot, passionate sex with Brian, now her
fiancé.

"Next time take pictures." Matt replied after her erotic story. "Just
edit yourself from them." She kicked him under the table and they
enjoyed a rousing laugh.

"You still need to talk to him." She said seriously. "What have you
got to lose?"

"I'll think about it." He responded. He already had made his decision
though. He didn't tell Jessica because she would be disappointed.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

That afternoon Matt and Joe met in the journalism room to discuss Joe's
ideas for a spin-off of his Wellston story. About a dozen students had
been found nude in an upstairs bedroom, engaged in various forms of sex.

"Do you still have your notes from the party?" Joe asked.

"Yeah, hold on. Let me get them." Matt dug out two spiral notebooks.
Because of his thorough investigative nature, he had kept copious notes
concerning the incident. He had interviewed about 40 people who had been
present at the party. Most had been unwilling to talk to him. Several had
agreed, so he had a general idea of who was involved and the types of
activity they engaged in.

The police had also furnished him with the police arrest records, which
went into some detail on the activities. Most of the students involved
were students of the college. Fourteen students had been arrested for
various misdemeanors, mostly public indecency, public intoxication and
possession of controlled substances.

Samuel J. Wellston had been charged with 26 drug charges- mostly for
distribution of controlled substances. Cocaine, marijuana and Ecstasy had
been found in his home. He had also been found guilty of six counts of a
corruption of a minor. Most of these had involved drugs and alcohol.
However, in his notes, Matt had witnesses who said that sex was also
involved. The police never took this information to the prosecutor.

Wellston was found guilty of four felonies: two for distribution of
drugs, one for possession of a controlled substance, and one for
corruption of a minor. He had agreed to a plea bargain. In doing so, many
of the original charges were dropped. He had been sentenced by a judge to
six years in a federal penitentiary.

"I want to focus on the sex involved at the party." Joe told Matt.

Matt liked the sound of this. He had wondered why nothing ever came of
the sexual activity involved at the party. Numerous students had been
found in upstairs bedrooms engaged in sex. According to two people who
did give him information, four of these were underage high school
students- all boys. One of the boys was believed to have been a freshman
at the nearby public high school. The others were believed to have been
older, perhaps juniors or seniors.

What Matt had found interesting was the fact that the boys had not been
engaged in sex with girls at the party. They had been with male college
students. No charges had ever been filed with regard to this activity. He
had always wondered why.

"According to your notes, there was a lot of fucking going on when the
police raided the place." Joe said to Matt.

"Yeah, according to people I talked to, the place was like a Roman orgy.
People were getting high on coke, and X and they were fucking anything
that walked," laughed Matt.

"Damn, how did we miss that party? No one told us." Joe responded with
laughter. "I wouldn't have minded getting me a little pussy." He
laughed again.

"Man, I didn't know you were into kinky sex." Matt responded. He
looked over at Joe to see how he reacted to that comment. Maybe Joe
wasn't the clean-cut guy he tried to portray.

"Well, you never know," he stated, wiggling his eyebrows. "If you
can't be with the one you love, then love the one you're with."

"Oh, really?" Matt raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Hell, man, I'm just playing with you." Joe responded when he saw the
look on Matt's face.

Matt was disappointed. For a while he thought that maybe Joe didn't
quite live up to his puritan image. If he got high and was willing to
jump into bed with a girl just for some easy pussy, then maybe with a few
more drugs and alcohol, he would fuck a guy's ass.

"Let's see what you got." Joe scooted his chair closer, and leaned
into Matt to read his notes. Their legs began to touch. This confused
Matt. Why was he getting so close? He could have just asked for the
notes, and read them where he was sitting. Instead, he was now pressed up
against him, occasionally letting their legs touch.

"God, he smells good." thought Joe. He was becoming intoxicated with
the sweet scent emanating from Matt's cologne. He wasn't sure why he
did it, but he had moved closer to his white friend and had even pressed
up against him. It was as if two opposite magnets attracting one another.

"What's this?" Joe asked. "What does it say here about four boys? I
can't read your handwriting." As he spoke, he began to gently rub his
leg against Matt. Nothing was very overt, just a subtle little pressure.

"Oh, yeah." Matt replied. "That's the strangest thing about this
investigation. They found four high school boys naked in bed, but nothing
further was said about it. It's like the investigation just stopped
there."

He felt Joe's leg against his and he was breathing more rapidly. Beads
of sweat were beginning to form on his brow. He couldn't believe that
the man he had fantasized about for the past three years was now sitting
so close to him. He could even feel the pressure on his leg, as Joe
continued to lightly rub.

Matt felt his cock start to enlarge in his pants. The more they talked
and the friction of their legs rubbing together was having a very
arousing effect on him. His most pressing problem was how he was going to
adjust his cock without Joe noticing. If it continued to grow, it would
leave an obvious tent in his pants.

"Wow!" Joe said excitedly. "It says here they were being fucked by
college students-male college students!" Joe could feel his cock begin
to rise. If it got any larger, his white friend would definitely notice.
He reached down and quickly adjusted his cock, pulling it up so that it
would not make a tent to the left of his pants leg.

Matt's eyed caught this movement. "God Damn!" He thought excitedly.
"Joe's getting an erection! Look at it!" He saw Joe discreetly try to
adjust himself. "Look at the size of that! He's got to be packing over
seven inches!"

Matt was becoming extremely frustrated. He couldn't contain his
feelings. Here was the man he's wanted for so long, but seemed so
unattainable- getting a hard on right before his eyes. He felt his cock
getting harder. He hesitated a moment, then reached down and pushed his
cock into a better position. The pressure against his jeans was becoming
unbearable. He looked down and noticed that a wet patch had begun to
form.

Matt's action did not go unnoticed by Joe. He looked down and watched as
Matt rearranged himself. "Blondie's got a hardon!" He thought to
himself. His mind was beginning to spin. It seemed like all the blood had
left the head between his shoulders and settled in the head on top of his
cock.

"What's this say here?" He reached over and put his shoulder against
Matt as he pointed out some scribbling on the page. In doing so, he
pushed his leg harder into him and began to rub more forcefully. It
seemed like there was no going back now. He had entered a world that
before had been unknown to him Never had he felt the need to feel another
man. His hand began to shake as he pointed out the place on the page. He
could feel his body getting warm and he was beginning to break out in a
sweat.

Throwing all caution to the wind, Matt placed his hand on Joe's leg and
looked up to the place he was pointing. He felt Joe's body become very
rigid. He began to gently rub his leg.

"Look, man. I gotta go." Joe said excitedly. He looked at his watch and
continued. "I've got a meeting in ten minutes at the administration
office."

He stood up and Matt stared directly into his hard cock. It extended
upward in his pants, poking out up to his belt. He could reach out and
touch it, but decided against it. Joe suddenly seemed extremely upset. He
was hurriedly gathering his papers and books. He was breathing heavily
and sweat was very obvious on his face.

"Listen, we'll get together tomorrow." He quickly said, and then just
as quickly, he disappeared out the door."

"Damn! What was that all about?" Thought a very confused Matt, looking
at the empty doorway.

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Write Ron at ronyx@woh.rr.com if you wish to leave feedback. I enjoy
hearing from readers. Read my completed story in the gay/high school
section entitled `Apple of Her Eye,' last entry on March 28.