Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2011 18:22:08 -0600
From: rob loveboy <loveboyrob2@gmail.com>
Subject: Jack&Jill-Went-Downhill-11

"Jacky come on, let's lie down. You must have been hallucinating or
something and --"


"Is he okay!" I whimpered, afraid. "I don't know what came over me and I
can't remember anything, Jill!" I began to sob as he lifted me in his strong
arms and carried me to our bed and laid me down ever so gently.

"He's okay, it's you I'm worried about!" he said with concern laying me down
gently and brushing the hair from my eyes, he asked, "What happened? Fuck, I
was only gone for a few minutes, Jacky!"

I told him my sudden fear for his safety and how I imagined that the cops
would talk to Sheldon to find out who beat the fuck out of those teens and
him ratting and the horrible repercussions as a result.

Jill chuckled and said, "Do you really think those guys would go to the
cops? They were raping a little kid, for fuck sakes! -- Oh no Jacky, you
don't have to worry about that, trust me!" he said reassuringly and gave me
a hug and a kiss on my lips. "Besides, Sheldon wouldn't rat on me," he
turned with a stern look at Sheldon who was sobbing in the corner, "would
ya, Sheldon?"

"Nnno, I promise I'd never tell on ya, and I'm really sorry for being such
an asshole to ya. I don't know why I said those things. Sometimes I'm a real
fucking idiot! Jacky's right, I owe you for saving me today." he said with
remorse.

"Well, ya can't take back words," Jill replied calmly, "but people can
forgive them. Now get up off the fucking floor and get over here!" he said
with a laugh.

Sheldon was quick as a bunny, to quick in his intoxicated state and tripped
over his own feet landing face first at the end of the bed. A dumb grin and
another effort later, he was planted right back in naked Jill's right arm
and snuggled close. I assumed my rightful position at his left. I was happy
that the tension in the room had faded, Jill's easy forgiving nature a
welcome relief.

Silence is in fact golden. Each of us just laid there, each in their own
thoughts. Mine revolved around those days activities. What a day it was! An
emotional roller coaster, from love to hate and back again. My weird Jekyll
and Hyde mood swings. The adventures experienced; the Aquatic Centre and all
its bazaar events; the mall; the bikes; the vodka coolers; attempted murder
in the first degree! I mean, who else can attest to a single day of such
proportion and magnitude. No one, ... because they don't have Jillian in
their lives!

I thought about Sheldon. The pain and hardships, the loneliness. I reflected
back to the pizza restaurant, he relayed his life of hell. Waiting within
ear shot of the school bell, far enough away from his tormentors until the
crucial moment when he could safely run and enter the school. Eating his
lunch in the secure, locked confines of the handicap bathroom until again,
the bell sounded allowing him safe passage to his next class.

Each day awakening to endure the same scenario all over again! How does he
do it? How can he smile and shrug his shoulders at his misfortune? His
"that's life" attitude!

It was Sheldon that broke the silence. "I have a confession to make. Ya know
... about Mark? Well ... I really do want to suck his cock, ya know ... try
it  Its just... like ... he's my sister's boyfriend and all, it just
wouldn't be right. That and the fact that if I do blow him, what everyone
has been saying about me being a fag would be confirmed, ya know ... in my
own mind. Prior to Mark though, I'd never thought about guys in that way,
honestly! But I jerk off thinking about him every day and look forward to
Friday nights and seeing him naked and doing himself while I'm secretly
beating my own cock under the covers watching him. You don't know how many
times I came close to getting on the floor with him and doin' it!" he sighed
a sigh as if telling his true emotions was a great relief.

"I'm drunk and should shut my mouth, but I said those hurtful things to you
Jacky, 'cause I'm jealous I guess. I mean, you have each other, ya know, ...
to love. I'd never have that with Mark, that's for sure!

"Sheldon sex should be a two way street, Jill piped in, "If he's not going
to do ya in return then I'd say he's using ya, but if ya feel like your okay
with giving him 'Friday Night Specials' there's no harm in that either as
long as you're getting off by doing it! Don't worry, he ain't going to tell
anyone, Ya might even be taking the pressure off your sister to put out.
Sure as fuck, he's buggin' her for it! You'd be doin' a favor if ya think
about it.

"And as far as what ya said about giving him a blowjob would confirm that
you're gay? So fucking what! You're in denial and a stupid stigma word like
gay, or faggot is eating ya up. Well, I guess those words can apply to me
but I just don't think about it that way. I like sex with guys because I
relate better to them than girls. I have nothing in common with them. Jacky
and me do everything together, he's my best friend, so why not enjoy sex
when we're horny? I don't give a fuck who knows that I suck cock, or take it
up the ass! It's nobodies fucking business." he tried to reason.

"As I said, if ya wanna give Mark blowjobs 'cause ya like him or any other
guy for that matter, it's okay. I haven't even told Jacky yet, ... but I
gave a guy a blowjob at the Aquatic Centre today," he confided, "Jacky and I
... well, we kinda teased the lifeguard.

"He watched me fuck Jacky in the pool and he got all hot and horny, ya know,
so later on I went and talked to him. We talked about sex and he said he was
kinda curious... ya know, about what it would be like to go with another
guy. He said he's never had a blowjob and was dying to get one, his
girlfriend won't do it for him. So I offered and we went to the men's staff
change room. I didn't even know they had one but if ya noticed a door just
when ya enter the main change room with a key pad, well that's where it is!

"He just kinda played with my cock a little, we didn't have much time
'cause he was on a break -- so I blew him!  I helped a guy out 'cause I
liked him, no big deal in my books, dude!"

So the truth was revealed. What I had wondered about and my gut instinct
told me to be true was out in the open! I didn't feel the hurt and jealousy
that I had experienced earlier. His upfront and honest approach qualified
things. Jill would always wander, nothing I could do about it. Simply, it
would require my patience and acceptance. I was willing to live with that, I
had no choice in the matter.

"Yeah, I guess you're right Jill," Sheldon replied,  "but you're so lucky to
have Jacky, man!" he laughed, "I mean, he was willing to snuff me out to
protect ya, Jill!" he laughed again, holding his neck in both hands
mimicking exaggerated chocking sounds, "He's a regular little Pit Bull and
ya outta keep him on a very short leash!" he joked.

We all had a belly roaring laugh at that. I liked him all over again, but
after all, ... that's the way things had been all day, hadn't it? Jekyll and
Hyde.

"You're right, Shel. Jill is the best thing that ever happened to me. I love
him more than anything else in the world and I'd fight to the death to
protect him, just like he would me so I've seen!" Jill replied with  a
giggle, but deep emotion as he leaned over and kissed me again on the lips.

I opened my mouth to accept him. It was a tender, slow kiss. His tongue
rolling over mine. Then he broke his embrace from Sheldon and sprawled
himself atop me, hands holding my face. The passion grew, I placed my arms
around his neck, my tongue exploring his. Teeth hard against teeth, the warm
breath from our nostrils emanated like a furnace on my upper lip.

I felt his growth on my right inner thigh, my own cock responded in turn,
pressed against his belly, sheathed in my underwear that I wished I had
somehow discarded so I could feel the naked warmth of him.

Regardless, it's erect presence was acknowledged as he gyrated his midriff
slow and sensuous, stimulating me to even greater arousal.

His left hand left my face for a moment, I felt another renewed warmth
pressed against my face and on my right side and I felt the denim jeans.
Without opening my eyes I knew it to be Sheldon, he protested, but only
briefly, a shy unknowing utterance of confusion before he submitted himself
in the end. Its hard to resist Jill's temptation.

Jill alternated kissing each of us just as passionate as the other, his body
straddled atop both Sheldon and me. His legs curled under each of ours, arms
embraced each our necks and held our heads together. Sheldon appeared shy
and bewildered, a nervous giggle erupted each time he accepted Jill's
persistent tongue.

I understood his unease and fluster. I lived it myself not very long before.
The confusion and inner turmoil. The sense of self degradation, boys don't
kiss boys, at least not that way! It was all to revealing when you are
striving to deny your sexuality, or  being initiated into it slowly!

Not a twinge of jealousy did I experience though, it simply insinuated a
certain strange normality, as if it was meant to be that way all along. Some
strange twist of fate that brought Sheldon into our lives and into our bed,
as precarious the situation might have started out to be! An eleventh hour
reprieve and forgiveness by Jill showed his true nature. Don't cross him,
very unwise! But if you do he doesn't hold a grudge and can forget as long
as you can do the same.

His loving words spoken about me to Sheldon were heart felt, deep emotional
heart felt words! I was on top of the world! His confirmation of his love
for me placed me high in the echelon of his life! He was mine, and mine only
as far as love went. The difference between love and lust, making love and
casual sex became clear to me. Sheldon was no  threat, nor Jordie or any
other boy for that matter, just a diversion that I could learn to live with
because he would always come home to me. I wasn't his first and I wouldn't
be his last and I had better get used to that!

My feeling of blissful love was only enhanced when Jill enunciated, "Sheldon
... I wanna make love to my boyfriend now, he deserves it and I wanna do
him!

Sensuous and with full resolve he slithered and licked his way down my chest
and belly, my underwear quickly removed in such haste that I heard them tear
before being pulled off my feet and tossed.

His sexual aggression was only too well appreciated by me. I was in bliss as
he took me in his warm mouth, slowly at first, then with vivacious oral
ravage on my genitals, a two fold purpose, first and far most  to pleasure
me but also to demonstrate to Sheldon exactly what he had preached moments
before and that he had no shame in doing what was considered taboo in the
mainstream of society.

Without a doubt, Sheldon was in the same wonderment that I experienced the
first time Jill sucked me off. How such a manly teen aged boy, rough and
tough and brutish who had also became his hero could possibly engage in such
an unmanly sexual act. I hoped for his sake that Jill's hidden meaning would
lessen Sheldon's angst about himself and his desires.


Sheldon's head was still planted in my neck watching the scene below. I
turned my head to look at him and smiled placing my arm around his neck. He
was so cute and frail, I wondered how anybody could want to hurt him.

I was on the edge of orgasm and let all concerned know it! I screamed out
obscenities and bucked my hips. My hold on Sheldon tightened as I unloaded
my seed to the very eager and thirsty teen between my legs. It was all over
in a matter of minutes that I wished I had more endurance in prolonging.

I would have liked to have seen Sheldon's face when he realized I was
Cumming in Jill's mouth but I did get to see his disgusted reaction when
Jill climbed up my body and from only inches away, saw me open my mouth to
accept my own pearly whites that drooled from Jill's mouth.

He limited my portion and closed his lips, I then thought sure that he was
going to offer Sheldon the balance who must have assumed the same and pulled
his head away with a scornful expression, Jill only made an exaggerated
display in swallowing then smacked his lips for effect.

"Jacky I'll say it again, ya have the sweetest cum I've ever tasted!" he
exclaimed then locked lips with me for another passionate kiss.

Jill wriggled his way between Sheldon and I with his head propped against
the headboard and his arm around Sheldon's shoulder, his hard cock rested at
his bellybutton, my cue to resume and return sexual favors after Jill's
request to get them both another bottle of vodka cooler. He was my master, I
was his slave.

Once again Sheldon was treated to erotica. I laid on my stomach between
Jill's upward and spread knees, a position that allowed me full access from
his hole to the tip of his cock and all pleasurable erotic zones in between
that were quick to be coated in a slimy slobber of saliva.

Up and down, down and up paying no particular preference to any given spot,
all being catered to with loving equality. Tongue titillating his rectum as
hands and fingers occupied other areas, each of their practical erotic roles
assuming the void of the next.

Just like at the Aquatic Centre and Jordie's voyeurism, I got a charge out
of being watched, a turn on that heightened my exuberance and had me
recharged down under all over again, and not unlike Jill, sending a message
to Sheldon to chill out emotionally. If it feels good, do it! Role models in
his inner struggle to identify himself to himself. Only then will he be able
to experience his young life on another plateau and without inhibition.

I had hoped that I was passing on what I've learned from Jill in such a
short period of time. It had only been a matter of weeks since our fated
meeting in the middle of the street and forming a quick bond. Extreme
friendship has no boundaries if you are committed and willing to give
yourself, let yourself be taken outside the box of normality and a comfort
level of existence. Experimentation with the unknown, form your own unbiased
opinion of what society has brainwashed you into believing to be right and
wrong, the later causing a life of emotional turmoil and frustration if you
allow yourself to follow that doctrine.

I realized that I was no different from Sheldon a few short weeks ago. Our
ages quite close. Jillian didn't make me queer or a faggot or any other
derogatory and hurtful stigma to describe it. It was deep rooted inside me,
always had been I supposed. He only brought it forward, made me come to
terms with it even before I knew that it existed in myself! I could easily
have ran from his slow and deliberate seduction, that's exactly what it was,
slow and deliberate seduction! A systematically administered agenda spanning
over several days until I relented and gave up denying my sexuality to
myself.

But I had no regrets. Jill only enlightened my life and what I was doing for
him then was being administered in a willing, unselfish manner and certainly
not forced in any way, at least not physically, only emotional devotion to
him.

I had a clear view of above, Jillian in ecstasy, Sheldon in awe as I worked
my magic, knowing that I was becoming more daring and getting better at it
unencumbered by guilt or reservation. My mission was clear and doting in its
execution.

Jill was urging Sheldon by the nape of his neck taking the near empty bottle
from Sheldon's hand  He resisted somewhat, but Jill was persistent in his
desire. Whether or not Sheldon obliged in a willing way, or that he became
submissive to what was expected of him, I found him head to head with me
inches above Jill's cock that was seeping in excitement.

He was scared! I could see it in his face and eyes beyond his very visible
intoxication. I licked off the dribbles as if clearing the way for him and
pointed it at him. I took his hand and placed it around the shaft. He
squeezed and fondled, examined and reexamined, the rest was up to him.

I resumed licking Jill where he liked it most, burying my tongue as deep as
I could and striving to go deeper with his cheeks pulled apart. Sheldon
found his nerve and had Jill's head in his mouth, eyes closed, his head
bobbed ever so slightly as Jill urged him to take more applying pressure to
his head.



Sheldon got the hang of it in no time and Jill relaxed with his hands behind
his head cooing his approval at Sheldon's first attempt at sucking cock. He
wasn't as ambitious as I would have imagined he would be once he broke the
barrier in his mind. His effort to please was bashful, going through the
motions but without zeal.



He fell asleep at one point and I nudged him awake. I had the urge to take
over and give Jill what he deserved but I wanted Sheldon to follow through
to the end and his first taste of butter milk! However, I figured I had
better speed things up, his heavy eye lids were struggling to keep alert so
I pumped the base of Jill's cock with Sheldon's hand wrapped in mine. After
a few minutes I felt Jill's balls churn and Sheldon's lazy eyes widened.
Before he could pull away I held his head in place as he gagged and
sputtered on Jill's offerings that leaked from the corners of his mouth that
I was quick to lap from the shaft.



When I assumed Jill was spent, I eased my force upon Sheldon's head. He
gasped for air then spit the jism onto Jill's pubic hair. With a look of
disgust he blurted "Holy fuck that shit's awful stuff!"



"Its an acquired taste, Shel. You'll get used to it!" I assured him
playfully as I cleaned up his spillage.


...to be continued.....