Date: Mon, 29 Nov 2010 05:24:02 -0500
From: Jase Jason <jase-jason@hotmail.com>
Subject: Christian's Induction - Part Four

I got into Mark's old Ford and he pulled out of the parking lot without
saying a word.  Although Mark had in my mind displayed clear evidence of an
assertive streak, in addition he was already fully aware of the role I had
played in my relationship with Jerry.  However, I figured that there would
still be some need to "break the ice" between the two of us and that it
would probably be me that would need to make the initial move.  I glanced
sideways at him as he drove to the house and started to bone at the thought
that I would be having the chance to intimately touch this extremely
good-looking young guy.

When we pulled into the driveway of the house he informed me that he had
the house to himself that afternoon but that his mother would probably be
home after an hour or so.  We entered the house and went up to his bedroom
which turned out to be similarly planned as my mine and Matt's.  There were
two adjacent bedrooms with a shared bathroom in between.  Before the
basement apartment had been remodeled Jerry had occupied the other bedroom.

"Now that Jerry will be away at college for most of the year, I am hoping
to get the rents to agree to my using the basement apartment." he informed
me.  "It's my next major project.  Apart from you of course", he
laughed. This was getting better and better I thought.  I looked around the
room and it reminded me of Matt's bedroom. There were books and magazines
strewn all over the place, on the small table and next to his computer, and
clothes had been left lying over the two chairs and his bed.

He explained "I'm a bit of a slob as you can see but my mother insists that
we clean up our own rooms.  One of our chores, a real pain in the butt."

I said "If your old girl is gonna be back within the hour I guess a quickie
is called for today.  You up for it?"

"Jesus, man, I didn't think we were here for health reasons.  What you want
me to do?"

I didn't reply but approached where he was standing and went down on my
knees in front of him. I felt his bulge through his jeans and was quite
surprised at the extent of it.  I slowly rubbed his dick and felt it
pulsate and slowly stiffen.  "Take it out and kiss it dude", he instructed.
I unbuttoned the top button of his jeans and unzipped him. His jeans
dropped to around his ankles and I was faced with a pair of boxers with the
outline of a hard cock.  I nibbled on his dick through the thin material of
his boxers and he moaned softly.  I slipped his boxers down his legs and
his dick stood out completely erect.  It was a regulation size piece of
equipment, about 6 inches cut, but it was beautifully shaped and was nice
and thick, which is always a major turnon for me. It curved slightly
upwards.

I kissed the head as I had been instructed to do and took it in my mouth
running my tongue around the head tasting his sticky precum.  He whispered
"Yeah, that's it man.  Suck that dick dude. Show it that you love it".  I
went all the way down on it and started to suck it in earnest.  By now he
was starting to hump my mouth and I was surprised when he put his hand
behind my head to keep it in place. I began to wonder if this truly was the
first time he had been blown; if it was he had a wonderful aptitude for it.
I could feel his cock start to stiffen even more in my mouth, a clear
indication that he was approaching orgasm.

"I'm close dude.  I'm gonna blow a huge wad.  I want you to keep my dick in
your mouth and take my load.  OK?"  I nodded as best I could.  "I want you
to savor it in your mouth and then swallow it all down".  He shot his load
and I swallowed it all.  I kept sucking on his dick as it slowly softened &
squeezed the last drops of his cum on to my tongue.

When he had recovered, he said "Well Chris, are you still wondering whether
this freshman is up to the task?"  I just smiled and said "It was awesome
dude."

He went into the bathroom to clean himself up and when he returned offered
me a soda.  He sat down and said "Listen dude, you should know that I have
a regular girl friend.  Between seeing her and sport commitments, I'm kept
pretty busy. Oh yeah, and there is that annoying little thing called school
work. I would like to continue seeing you regularly but it would have to be
on my terms.  I think you had a similar arrangement with my bro.  When I
have the time and inclination I would expect you to be available.  You
think you can live with that?"

I nodded and said "Whatever you want & whatever you say Mark".  He seemed
pleased with that response and said "It's a deal then."

Just at that moment the front doorbell rang.  He got up and went downstairs
to answer it.  Within a minute he re-entered the bedroom followed by
another guy.  "Chris, I'd like you to meet Randy.  He and I have been best
buds since grade school."  I got up and shook hands with Randy, who was
giving me the once over. Mark continued "Randy lives two streets away from
me but attends another high school, hence you probably haven't seen him
before."  I said "Uh huh".

Randy enquired whether I was in the same grade as Mark at school and I told
him that I was one grade ahead of Mark.  "My bro Matt is in the same grade
as Mark but in a different class I believe."  I looked over to Mark and he
just nodded.  I had the feeling that Randy was trying to size up this new
situation as far as it concerned his best bud but no doubt Mark would give
him a suitable explanation.

I said "I had better be on my way" and Mark asked whether I needed a ride.
I said "Don't bother, I'll walk" Mark saw me to the door and said to me
"I'll see you soon".

When I got home, Matt as per usual wanted to know where I had been. I told
him that Mark Nesbit had invited me for a soda and that I had decided to
walk home from his house.  He gave me this quizzical look but said nothing.

When I was alone in my room, I thought over the happenings of the day.  It
seemed surreal.  From out of the blue, I had been hit on by a virtual
stranger, had agreed to accompany him for a sexual encounter, which had
duly taken place, and then agreed to continue to see him on strictly his
terms.  It was crazy yet I was strangely excited by the thought of it.

Later that night Mark called me and asked whether on reconsideration I
might have changed my mind about things. I said "No, of course not".  I
heard him chuckle and say "Good. We make a compatible pair right?"


To be continued.

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