Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2001 16:07:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kelly Fedor <npgtwist@yahoo.com>
Subject: His Life Part 5

His Life Part 5
By- Kelly Jean

     All around us was a dazziling display of lights
flashing in every color. It was a beautiful sight to
see. We were in a nightclub for gays, lesbians,
transvestites, everyone! Music from speakers was
blasting to the point of almost not being able to hear
each other. Our voices were barley autable.

     Jake and I weren't even in the night club five
minutes before he took me to the crowded dance floor.
He looked so happy to be out of the house with me. A
smile had covered his gorgeous face since we had got
here. I as well was very happy.

     I was having the time of my life with Jake. We
were laughing and smiling the entire time. His body
rubbed against me at times and he pressed himself
toward me a lot. I loved it. Every once and a while he
put his hands on me; my chest the most. I wasn't
surprised when he pulled his shirt off. My heart
skipped a beat when I saw his tan shirtless body.
Everything was going so well; it seemed like we were
the only ones in the club. After a few more fast songs
a slow one came on and Jake pulled me off the floor.
Part of me was rather hurt. I was looking forward to
dancing with him.

    "Tony, come here," he said with a smile. He took a

hard grab onto my shoulders and playfully pushed me
onto a couch.

     "What are you doing?"

     Again he laughed, "You're silly, kid. This is a
club, isn't it?"

     Just like in my room he started taking my clothes
off. Well, no, I lied. Just my pants and boxers.
Immediently I knew I was getting hard. I could feel
his
tongue licking between my thighs then his lips sucking

on me hard and long.

     "Oh Jake..."

     He continued to suck and lick all around. His
hands were gribbing me tightly and once and a while
his teeth carressed me. I was his candy and I loved
it.

     "How was that?" he smiled wipping his lips and
chin off. His eyes looked extremly bright and excited.


     I sat up watching him pull up my boxers and
buttoning my pants with ease, "What do I think? It was
awesome."

     He sighed, "I wanted to do more..but...you know.
We can't. God, I want to though. I really do."

     "Just go do the first hot guy you see in here," I
laughed.

     "Would you be mad at me if I did?"

     I stopped laughing and looked at him, "Um, I was
kidding...but, um, I guess if you really want to. I
know how much you love fucking people..."

     "I won't if you don't want me too."

     For a moment I pondered this. I wanted him to be
happy, but I didn't want to see him with someone else.

"Just stay with me for now."

     He came closer and wrapped his legs around me. I
could feel him throbbing against me. Momentarily he
began kissing  and touching me. I loved him so much
and
didn't know how to tell him.

     Or did I love him? I know I loved his sexy body
and the way his kissed me, and of course the way he
made my body tremble...that was obvious. I did care
about him...yet, what about him. How much did I
actually know about him? He's bi, or was, he has AIDS,
likes to fuck, likes to do that a lot, he likes
dancing and we are both in Algebra II. He was so
different from me. He was so wild and crazy. I being
sometimes outgoing and not the sex crazed type. These
were the thoughts that ran through my mind as I lay in
bed that night; away from the loud music and colorful
lights. I got home at nearly 2 AM with my family
already asleep. As I laid there my body yearned for
his touch against me. Did I only love him for his
body? I really didn't know...

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