Date: Sun, 19 May 2013 12:48:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Caleb Wilson <cable4uw@yahoo.com>
Subject: Je t'aime Chapter 2

				  Part 2

Inside the car Jason turned to Reuben asking "Where do you live?"

"In the Springfield area."

"Yeah, I've heard of it, but you'll have to direct me."

"Okay, Jason," and Reuben's body reacted with shivers coursing through it
from head to toe, as the name of the person he had fallen in love with from
the moment he had seen him, rolled off his tongue.  "Turn right when you
exit the school and take a left at the first set of traffic lights.  Then
keep heading along the main road till you hit the next set of lights, then
turn right and you're in the Springfield area."

"Okay, have you thought of anything to say besides, umm, uh?"

"Yeah, you know I didn't make that bet.  So why are you being so nice about
it?"

"Now you've got me.  Not sure why, but when I saw the expression on your
face when I spoke to you, I decided I wanted to know more about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Firstly, because of your size I thought you were a bit younger, but now I
realise that when talking to your friend it seems you must be a bit older."

"Yeah, I'm fifteen going on sixteen in a month's time."

Jason turned right at the second set of traffic lights as he'd been
instructed to, then headed down the road waiting for the boy at his side to
give him further instructions.

"Turn left at the next the road on the left and I live at number 36."

They arrived outside Reuben's house and both sat waiting for the other to
break the silence.  Inevitably they both spoke at once till Jason insisted
that Reuben had his say first.

"Will I see you at school on Monday?"

"No, I've finished all my A level exams.  So there is no necessity for me
to attend school again.  I don't think I'll be attending St Peter's again
except for the end of term meeting."

Reuben's heart sank.  He sat with head bowed, his hopes of getting to know
Jason Samuels better shattered.  He couldn't believe that fate could be so
cruel, to take away his one chance of happiness when for the first time in
three years he was able to speak to the person of his awake and sleeping
thoughts.

"What's up, Reuben?"

His thoughts were invaded by Jason's voice.  "Uh nothing.  So we won't be
seeing each other again."

"If that's the way you want it, okay, but I was hoping that if you didn't
have anything to do, we could meet up later this evening."

He was flying like an albatross, he was soaring a thousand feet above the
ground, he was gliding on warm thermal currents of air higher and higher,
then swooping down, wheeling and turning.

"Reuben."

"Uh umm... what?"

"Are you going to answer my question or just sit there with a stupid look
on your face?"

"Oh, yeah, anytime this evening.  Call me and we can meet up," and Reuben
Taylor was back in dreamland once again.

"Good idea if I had your phone number.  Oh, for Christ's sake, Reuben, wake
up, will you?  Give me your bloody phone number."

Startled he came to his senses.  "Sorry, I forgot," and he supplied Jason
with his phone number.

"So are you going to get out of the car or not?"

"Where are you going?"

"Home."

"Can I come?"

"You'd better ask your parents first."

"They're not at home.  They won't get back till after six."

"Well, just in case, call them and tell them you've gone out with a
friend."

Two minutes later with the phone call out of the way they were heading in
the direction of Jason's home.  Reuben had emotions running through him
that had him imagining all sorts of scenarios until his thoughts were
broken by Jason.

"Reuben, are you going to answer me or sit there looking all gaga?"

Again he came back to earth.  "Yeah, what's it you want to know?"

"Jeez, Reuben, I've asked you twice already."

"Umm... sorry, Jason.  I wasn't paying attention.  What was it?"

"Is my company so boring that you have to be a million miles away thinking
about something else?  The question was why did you ask to come along when
we can meet up later this evening?"

"No, you're not boring, Jason.  You're... you're... oh bollocks."

"Come on spit it out, whatever you have to say.  I won't hold it against
you."

Reuben now totally carried away by his emotions and without thinking said
"Je t'aime, Jason.  That's why I asked to accompany you."

Jason slowed the car and pulled over to the side of the road.  "Did I hear
you right, Reuben?"

"Oh God, Jason, I'm sorry.  I just got carried away.  I've been wanting to
meet you from the first time I saw you three years ago and now my mind is
going all haywire."

"Okay, don't worry about it, but why say it in French?"

"Just came out.  I can't even speak French, but I've heard the phrase and
liked it.  I even practise saying it in a sexy way in front of a mirror,
but it didn't come out the way I planned and I uh... I dunno, just said
it."

Jason looked at the nervous boy at his side and instinctively to put the
boy's mind at ease, stretched his hand out and stroked the boy's hair.
Then turning back to the task of getting them back to his house, he got
them back into the mainstream traffic and headed for home.

Reuben feeling Jason's fingers run through his hair had made his whole body
turn to jelly.  He wished that the hand hadn't been removed so soon.  He
fixed his eyes on the driver and let them remain there.  Jason, noticing
the younger boy staring at him out of the corner of his eye, remarked
"Reuben, will you quit staring at me."

"Why?"

"Why?  Because it's distracting me while I'm driving.  That's why."

"Oh, okay," and he averted his gaze and fixed his eyes on the road ahead.
He was thinking whether he should ask him if he had a girl friend.  `What
can he do, he thought, only tell me to mind my own business and not be
nosey.  On the other hand he could kick me out of the car.  Better keep my
mouth shut and see how things go.'

"Okay, you don't have to keep quiet as well, Reuben.  I just told you not
to stare.  It doesn't mean you have to sit there like a dummy."

"Umm... ah... no, I was just thinking, Jason."

"About what?"

"Umm... uh... nothing."

Jason smiled saying "And precisely how do you think about
umm... uh... nothing?"

"Oh, okay, I was wondering if you think I'm a weirdo for saying what I said
earlier."

"Is what I think about you very important to you?"

"Yeah, it is, very."

"Okay then.  I don't know much about you, but what I do is to my liking.
That's why you're sitting next to me in the car."

"You're not turned off about what I said earlier?"

"Oh, you mean your little bit of French?  No, actually I was quite
flattered, didn't think that anybody could feel that way about me."

"That's why my friend Dawn got you to talk to me.  She knew how I felt
about you and organised us to get together."

"That's okay, but didn't either of you stop to think that I might not want
to take part in this little charade?"

"I did.  I told her that you might have a girlfriend and that you wouldn't
be interested in getting to know me."

"Seems like your friend didn't pay much attention to what you said."

"Yeah, that's Dee all over.  She just goes ahead and does what she has to,
no matter what you tell her.  Now when I get to school on Monday she's
going to bend my ear with all her questions."

"You're lucky to have a friend that cares about you."

"I know.  She's one of the reasons that makes school bearable and at times
even enjoyable.  So what are you going to do if you're not returning to
school as of now?"

"I was going to spend a year in Australia with my elder sister, but my dad
has just been told he has to have a heart bypass operation.  So I'm going
to help my mother out in the shop for the next few months, or maybe till I
go to university."

"Oh, sorry about your dad and the trip to Australia," but underneath Reuben
was happy that it had been cancelled.  At least now he knew he had a chance
of seeing more of Jason.

"It's okay.  No big deal.  I can always go at a later date."

"Can I come over and visit?"

The older boy steered the car into a driveway, then stopped it outside the
garage.  He looked over at the younger boy who was staring at him in
expectation.

"Yeah, you'll be welcome anytime, but if you come during opening hours I'll
be at the shop."

"Where is the shop?"

"Just back there on the main road," Jason said, indicating with his hand.
"Because it's quite a distance to the nearest supermarket we do quite a lot
of business."  He parked, then exited the car with Reuben following the
older boy towards the front door.

"Would it be okay if I helped you out in the shop after school and when the
summer holidays come?"

Jason opened the front door and ushered the younger boy inside, then
answered his question.

"Thanks, Reuben, that would be nice having you around, but I think it would
be better if you spent more time out with your friends rather then stuck in
a shop."

"Is that a nice way of saying you don't want me in the shop?"

Jason looked at the expression on the younger boy's face which had a look
of disappointment on it.

"Écoute-moi, mon petit ami.  Je t'aime aussi, but I'm thinking of your
well being and don't want you spending your free time stuck in a shop."

"You said it.  I heard you.  You said it.  Je t'aime.  You did, didn't you?
Say it again.  Please, Jason, say it again."

He looked at the small expectant face in front of his.  He leaned forward
and brushed their lips together, then whispered "Je t'aime, Reuben."

Reuben was flying again, he was a thousand feet above ground, he felt arms
around him and he was soaring even higher till he felt a hand brushing his
face, then a voice.  "Reuben, come on, say something for God's sake."

Reuben looked up into the concerned face and eyes staring at him then he
smiled.  "You said you loved me and what else did you say?"

"I said `listen to me, my little friend.  I love you too' and then I spoke
in English, saying I was thinking of your well being.  If I'd known what
effect it would have on you I'd have kept my mouth shut.  God, I thought
you were going to collapse.  I had to hold you up.  Can you stand on your
own two feet now?"

"No, I need your arms around me a little longer."

Jason could see that the boy was back to normal, but still held him as he
got just as much pleasure from their close contact.

"Reuben, let's go inside the house instead of standing here in the
hallway," he said.  Unwrapping his arms from the younger boy and taking him
by the hand, he led him to the sitting room.  Inside he took a seat,
pulling the younger boy on top of him.

Reuben was happy to let Jason lead him to the sitting room.  Then when he
was pulled on top of the older boy he just let his emotions take over and
let his lips seek the lips that had whispered `I love you,' and when he
found them they united and then opened as their tongues continued to
express what their lips had said earlier.  Both boys were now flying.  They
flew together, in each others arms they soared and dived always in perfect
harmony thousands of feet above ground in a world of their own and then
they were back in the sitting room as Jason brought them back to reality by
breaking the kiss.

"Reuben."

"Yes, Jason?"

"I'm seventeen and will turn eighteen in a couple of weeks and I know I'm
attracted to other males.  I had wank sessions with a couple of other boys
when I was younger, but no serious relationships.  With you something
inside of me just seemed to know that I want to take this a lot further
than just casual sex.  You're not quite sixteen.  I think you should stop
and think about this and discuss it, if not with your friends, at least
with your parents, if you want us to be more involved."

"You must be joking," the younger boy blurted out.  "Think about it.  It's
what I've been doing for the last three years, and as for my parents, when
I told them last year that I thought I was more into boys than girls, they
said `Well, if that was my choice, so be it.'  Jason, I've had you in my
thoughts and dreams for the last three years.  I've had countless orgasms
with you being the main participant in my sexual fantasies.  So how much
longer do you want me to think about it?"

Jason put his hand behind the younger boy's head and pulled him forward
till their lips met, at the same time stopping him talking.  Now Reuben's
tongue that had been ranting on seconds ago was entwining itself around his
in a gentle caress, then twirling and thrusting sending shivers of delight
to his loins that were in a state of full arousal.

Suddenly Jason felt Reuben's hand start to stroke and squeeze his manhood.
Taking the cue from his younger companion, he lowered his hand to fasten
onto Reuben's erection, then suddenly sat upright breaking the kiss.

"Uh, what's wrong, Jason?"

"Uh, nothing, Reuben," he said, "but this feels kind of big for a boy your
size," giving Reuben's penis a squeeze, "Actually it's bigger than mine."

"Oh God!" Reuben exclaimed.  "Does that put you off?"

"Put me off?  What kind of a stupid question is that?  I'm not worried if
your dick is bigger or smaller than mine.  I'm not in love with your dick,
but truthfully it is quite surprisingly big for a boy of your stature."

"Is it a lot bigger than yours, Jason?" the younger boy enquired.  "And how
big is yours?"

"I'm not too sure, but I would say I'm slightly above average for my
height, but yours is way over that."

"No, it's not.  It's only slightly larger than yours, but it is quite fat."

"How the hell did you get a cock like that?"

"How am I supposed to know?  And can we stop talking about my cock?"

Jason pulled the boy into his arms and crushed him to his body.  "Sorry,
Rube, I was just surprised you being so small and all.  Didn't expect it of
you."

"So can we carry on where we left off, Jason?"

"Sure, but I'd like to see what I'm going to be handling.  So how's about
taking it out?"

"Yeah, well, I'm not the only one who's going to have to expose himself.
Get yours out as well."