JOTARO
by David Logan <DAG1064@aol.com>
This is a true story. It cannot be anything else. It actually happened
to me. As you read this, I hope it moves you, inspires you in your heart,
spirit, and soul. This is being written to share with people about my first
love.
Chapter One
I met Jotaro in the summer I was fourteen. I was standing in the library of
the town I lived in. I was reading a book on gays, when I heard someone
behind me. I turned quickly to see a Japanese boy standing there. I
dropped the book on the floor, shocked at being surprised at seeing him
there. He picked up the book and looked at it.
"You won't learn anything from this," he said, placing the book back on the
shelf.
He was right, I realized that. Up to that point, I had continuosly
searched high and low for the answers to my questions, trying to clear up
my confusion. My parent had me in therapy, trying to get my head
straightened out about being gay. It really never helped. It just drove
me even more crazy. My parents and the therapist tried, I'll give them
that much. I just could never really voice my true desires, and kept it
all bottled up inside me. I first discovered my attraction to boys when I
was ten. I loved to look at them, especially when they had their shirts
off while playing in the park next to my house, playing basketball or
soccer. I would go into my room that I shared with my younger brother and
strip my clothes off, and lay on my bed and feel myself all over my body.
I loved to touch myself, and loved watching my cock stretch and grow hard
from my explorations. The first time I masturbated, was an experience I'll
never forget. When I shot all over myself for the first time, it was super
good. That was a moment that I could feel for hours afterwards. I did it
constantly, any place that I could find that was private. My younger
brother was a tattle tale, and that's what got me into therapy. My mother
was raised with the ideas that masturbation was a sin, and that it would
make me insane, and all the other things that went with such thinking. I
finally had to do it in the shower every night, so that I would never get
into trouble. How could jacking off be bad I had asked her. She said it
was, and she would sneak into my room late at night to make sure I wasn't
doing it. I asked all the usual questions, and was told that I was too
young to be thinking of such things. I had made the mistake of telling her
that I liked boys. That was what got me into therapy. The shrink was no
better, adding to my confusion. That went on for nearly two years. I was
constantly getting into trouble for trying to touch my brother and trying
to get him involved in my explorations. The day I went to the library, I
was so on edge, wanting to find the answers. That's when I met Jotaro. He
had come over from Japan with his family because his father was an
important executive for a major company in Japan. He was overseeng a
business that his company just bought here.
"I gotta know!" I said to him. "Nobody else will tell me!"
"That's because the idea of a fourteen year old boy like me and you being
gay is impossible to people. They think that either it's a passing phase,
or that we're sick," he said.
"I'm not sick," I said defensively.
"Let's get out of here and somewhere more private so we can talk. Too many
ears in here," he said to me.
We left the library and went outside. The area around the library was very
open, so there was no problem with us talking. We sat down in the grass.
"I don't know where to begin," he said. "Too much to say."
"Why am I attracted to boys?" I asked.
"Because you are. You probably find boys far more attractive than girls.
What makes us that way, I don't know. It just is," he said.
"When did you know?" I asked.
"When I was eight," he smiled.
"Eight? God, that's young!" I exclaimed.
"My parents thought so. They did what they could to help me. It took me a
long time to figure out things. But I did, thanks to my uncle," Jotaro
said.
"Your uncle?" I asked.
"Yup. He came to visit us when I was twelve. Thanks to him, I have a much
better understanding of what 's going on inside of me. He taught me a lot
of things. Some things he said I'd learn on my own. He taught me how to
make love to another boy," Jotaro said.
"You had sex with your uncle?" I asked in disbelief.
"Sure. My parents knew and approved. They said it was better to learn
from him than get the wrong information from other boys in school," he
said.
I was totally blown away. Here was another boy telling me very personal
details that no one else would probably admit to.
"Did you think you were the only one who felt those feelings?" Jotaro
asked.
"Yes. But now...." I left the sentence unfinished.
He smiled. "There are lots of other gay boys like us out there in the
world. The reason they don't come out is because they are afraid to be
called names and beaten up on, or thrown out of their homes. Sadly a lot
of them commit suicide becase their fears push them to that point."
"That's sad," I said.
"Yes it is. I hope you never consider that. You seem like a real nice guy
and I'd like the chance to be your friend," he said.
"Well, I like you already. I think that we will be good friends. By the
way, my name's David," I introduced myself to him, shaking his hand.
His hand felt silky smooth in mine. I felt feelings start from somewhere
deep inside me. They grew quickly, starting to overcome me. I noticed
that I was getting hard. He noticed what was going on inside my eyes, and
saw the beginnings of tears. He put his other hand on mine, holding my
hand in his.
"David, my name's Jotaro. You and I are going to be great friends. It's
okay, you're finally finding what you've been needing for a long time,"
Jotaro said, reaching out and wiping a tear off my face.
His touch felt good on my face. I smiled, feeling real good. Finally I
felt that there was hope for me after all. He gently squeezed my hand. I
was feeling so emotional, I wanted to cry. That wasn't the place to do it.
Too many people watching. He suggested that I come over to his house.
When Mom came to pick us up, he asked if I could come over to his house,
and told her where he was living. It turned out that he was living in the
same neighborhood as I was!
I did go to his house. He called his Mom at her job, working for
his father. She said yes, so about an half hour later, I was standing in
his house. I took off my shoes (Japanese tradition, I found out later) in
the little foyer by the front door. The house was simple, just enough
furniture to be comfortable in. It was the way they lived.
"Come here, David," he said, pulling me gently towards him.
He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. That was all was needed. I
let go of the emotions that I had kept locked up inside me for so long. I
cried for a long time on his shoulder. Jotaro didn't say anything, just
held me close to him. I finally ran out of steam and he led me to his
room. He was lucky, he had his own private bathroom. He tenderly washed
my face off, then we sat down on the little futon couch he had in his room.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Yes. Thanks, Jotaro. I didn't know that I had that much emotion locked
up in me," I replied.
"You did. I could tell. You needed a place to let it all out of you.
David, there's so much I need to tell you and show you. I will, too. We
will take it slow and take all the time needed to," Jotaro said to me.
He put his arm around me and I moved in close to him. I rested my head on
his chest while he cuddled me.
"Okay, where to start. There are things that I can tell you, others I can
show you. We should take some time to get to know each other first,
though," he said.
His fingers caressed my face, and the smooth fingertips felt really good on
my face. I sighed, feeling pleasure at the simple touch.
"That feels good," I commented.
"Good. I ws hoping you'd like that," he said, not stopping.
"I do, thanks," I replied.
"This is one of the most important things in a relationship, David. Two
people being together and spending time together. It doen't matter what
the activity is, as long as friends are together. This is just the
beginning of our friendship. It'll get serious later on, I can guarantee
you that. But for now, let's just be friends and get to know each other
well first before we move in that direction," Jotaro suggested.
His suggestion had merit, and while I was disappointed that we weren't
going to do anything that day, I realized that he was right. We spent that
afternoon talking, telling each other about ourselves. I told him about my
hearing disability and how it made me feel inferior to the other kids in
school. He told me about his home in Japan, the school he went to, his
family back there. He showed me pictures of his family and relatives.
They seemed like real nice people. Time went by quickly, and before I knew
it, it was six in the evening. I had to get home, and very reluctantly I
left Jotaro's house. Walking home, I realized that I was feeling really
good. I hadn't felt that good in a long time. I went to sleep that night,
dreaming of him.
We did get together almost on a regular basis, doing all of the
typical teenage stuff. We had a lot of fun, and I felt myself drawing
closer to him as time went on. I was feeling better than I ever had, and
the change showed. The therapist and my parents thought I was finally
coming around. I didn't tell them of my feelings for Jotaro. I was afraid
I would get locked up in a mental hospital. I had heard the horror stories
about the one in the next town twenty miles away. It was rumored that gay
kids were abused there and passed around by staff and patients and nobody
ever said or did anything to stop it. Jotaro understood my fears.
"My parents know that I'm gay, and they still love me. They know about
you and that you're having a hard time dealing with your own feelings.
They told me that you're welcome here anytime," Jotaro told me.
That made me feel so good. I thanked them next chance I got. They
practically made me one of the family. The first four months of our
friendship, we talked a lot and I learned so much about love and
relationships. I observed Jotaro's parents, and it seemed to me that they
were constantly together, holding hands, kissing, being romantic with each
other. What words couldn't convey, their actions did. Actions always
spoke louder than words, and that's exactly what they were doing. They
demonstrated their affections for each other with looks, touches, hugs, and
saying sweet things to each other. I wondered why my own parents didn't do
that like they did.
"Could be that they have their own ideas about love, David," Jotaro's
father told me.
I thought about that and realized that he was right. God, this love stuff
was a funny business to me. I just couldn't figure it out. One thing I did
realize -- I was falling in love with Jotaro. I constantly dreamed of him
every night. I dreamed of him and me taking our clothes off and touching
each other. I would jack off plenty to those dreams.
Our friendship finally took that turn. It was a real warm day in
mid September. Jotaro had invited me over to swim in his pool in the back
yard. It was early evening, and we decided to get out and clean up.
Jotaro's parents had gone out for the evening and wouldn't be back until
late. I got into the shower first. I didn't wear my hearing aid in the
pool or the shower, because if I did, it would get destroyed. The water
was running nice and hot, then suddenly I was aware of a person behind me.
I turned to see Jotaro standing there, naked. We made eye contact, and
that's when the feelings got so out of control. I was scared, not knowing
what to expect. I raised my hand out to him, and he took it, letting me
pull him in. Jotaro closed the door behind him. He touched me on the
chest, stroking it slow and gentle. I moved him under the water, watching
him get wet. He moved closer to me and then he leaned forward and kissed
me. That sent shocks all the way through me. I could feel my heart
pounding in my chest. Then I was kissing him, wrapping my arms around him.
I felt his arms around me, and that made me feel so good. We broke apart,
and he picked up the bottle of shampoo and dripped some in my hair. He
washed my hair first, then started soaping up my body. I closed my eyes
and let my feelings go. I couldn't hold them down any longer. I moaned
softly as his soapy hands glided around my body. Jotaro finally reached
for my cock, and it grew hard instantly. He rubbed the soap on it slow and
gently. I gasped at the feeling, at how he was stroking it. I felt myself
coming to the edge almost instantly.
"Jotaro," I whispered, "I'm gonna...."
I never finished the sentence, because my body jerked and shook as I came
into his hand. I cried as I released my boyjuice into his cupped hands.
After I finished ejaculating, I slumped against the shower wall, completely
wiped. He smiled, and touched my abdomen. That made me react. The
feelings were absolutely incredible.
"Jotaro!" I wailed, my body out of control.
I reached out to stop him, but he pushed my hands out of the way. He
contined to touch me, making me jump and shiver until I finally came down
off that high. I reashed for the soap and started washing his body. God,
what a soft, smooth body he had! The sensations I was feeling on my hands
was so incredible! I felt myself get hard again. I guess when you're
young at 14, you can get hard as many times as you're able. I slipped my
hands down to his balls and cock, and fondled them. That was the first
time I ever touched another boy there. It was an experience I'll never
forget. I stroked his cock up, doing it slow and gentle. I could hear him
sigh. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I stroked him for a few
minutes, until he whispered something in my right ear, the good one. My
left one was stone deaf.
"Tighter...faster," he whispered.
I did as he instructed, and then he was shivering against me. I could feel
something move through the shaft of his hard cock and then somethng wet hit
my leg. I looked down to see his sperm coming out of his cock and landing
on my leg. He shot twice more, then he sighed and settled down on me. I
moved my hands around his body like he had done to me. He kept pushing
himself up to me, moaning and whimpering. He finally settled down after a
few minutes. He looked at me and I could see something in his eyes. To
this day, I still can't describe what it was. Only lovers know what it is,
I guess. I washed his long black hair, then we rinsed each other off then
got out.
After we towel dried each other, he led me into his room and to the
futon. We laid down on it, and he rolled over onto me. We kissed,
starting the love-making. Nothing was said, nothing needed to be said. We
just knew what and how to please each other. We continued to kiss, feeling
each other's lips on our own. My hands were roaming all over his body.
His body felt so smooth. He could touch me just right. I tried to copy
his exact moves, trying to get it right.
"Don't worry about trying to get it right, David. Just do it in a way that
you think will please me," he whispered.
I relaxed, and the feelings increased. We broke the embrace, and Jotaro
started to kiss my body. I felt his lips on my neck, and those were the
most incredible sensations I'd ever felt. I tensed up, shivering. He
moved away from my neck and down to my chest. I could feel his tongue
probe and lick at my nipples, which were standing out hard. He gently
sucked on them, making me moan. That was the greatest pleasure I ever
felt! Jotaro licked and sucked on both for a few minutes. I moved my
hands around his head, caressing his ears and running my fingers through
his long, black hair. Jotaro moved down further, lips and tongue exploring
my torso. I groaned and moved around on the futon. I was experiencing
pleasures that I though never possible. He reached my very erect cock. He
took it in his hands, exploring the length, how it was formed. I was about
six inches long then(still am) then. I gasped, and shivered with
excitement. He gently blew his breath on my cock, and I nearly blasted off
the futon.
"OH MY GOD!" I cried.
"Easy, lover," Jotaro said, rubbing my chest.
I settled back down, and he went back to work on me. He fondled my cock
and balls, spreading my legs apart so he could get in there better. I
watched as he moved his head up between my legs. Then I felt his tongue
start to explore my balls. That was an incredible feeling.
"Jotaro," I groaned.
He moved in deeper, moving his tongue around my balls. He lifted one leg
to get at my hole. He licked at it, really blowing my mind. I couldn't
say anything, I was just too shocked. But it felt so good! Jotaro licked
at it for a few minutes more, then he came back up to my cock. He licked
around the base of my cock, making me wriggle underneath him. I had closed
my eyes, and was seeing the most incredible colors ever seen. I felt
something warm and wet engulf my cock. I opened my eyes to see my cock
disappearing into his mouth.
"Oh, yes!" I whimpered with excitement.
Jotaro took it all, starting to suck on my cock. I can't really describe
how he did it, but in about two minutes, I shot my sperm into his mouth.
Jotaro swallowed it all! That just blew me away! I moaned and groaned and
cried all the way through my ejaculation, the feelings were so incredible!
Jotaro laid down next to me after he finished getting me off. He rubbed my
chest, getting me to relax.
"Jotaro, that......" I stammered.
He smiled. "I know, David. It was incredible for me, too."
He held me for a time, teasing my nipples with his right hand. I turned on
my side and faced him, looking into his eyes.
"Jotaro, I......love you," I said softly.
"Love you, David," he whispered.
I kissed him, and the feelings rose up in me again, taking control. I
kissed his face, licked behind his ears, then kissed and licked his neck.
I heard him hiss, sucking in his breath. He moaned softly, urging me on.
I did keep going, my desire to please him strong inside of me. I kissed
down his chest, stopping at his nipples. Jotaro had nipples the size of
silver dollars. In thier relaxed state, they were flat. But when they
were aroused, they really stood out hard. He moaned as I sucked and licked
them.
"David, David," he moaned, getting me even hotter to please him.
I moved on, kissing his silky smooth skin. I was so overwhelmed by what I
was feeling. I didn't want to stop. I didn't know what I was doing, but
something inside told me to do these things. I listened to that little
voice teaching me what to do. I kept moving down his slim, swimmer's body,
getting to his hard cock. It had to be seven inches long. It was beautiful
to look at. It was straight, not a blemish on it. It was tanned a deep
tan, the head a bit darker than the shaft. I touched it again, fondling
and exploring it with my fingers. Jotaro was in another place, his eyes
closed, tossing his head about. He moved his legs apart, showing me his
rose. It was a bright pink, edged with a dark brown. I got in there and
touched it with a finger. It felt firm and fleshy. I licked at it, and it
tasted of the soap that we had used in the shower. It had been washed
clean in the shower, I reasoned, it's got to be safe. So I licked at it,
moving my tongue across it with slow strokes.
"Oh, yes....Davy, oh....uh....uh," Jotaro moaned.
I licked it some more, then moved up to his very hard cock. I slowly
slipped it into my mouth and slowly sank it into my mouth. It was a wierd
feeling, having another boy's cock in my mouth. I must have been doing it
right, because Jotaro was making funny sounds and wriggling all over the
futon. I moved my mouth up and down on it, slowly getting it all in my
mouth. That's when I noticed that Jotaro had no pubic patch. I kept
sucking his hard cock, moving faster when Jotaro asked me too.
Suddenly he cried, "DAVID!" and started cumming in my mouth.
I swallowed his cum as fast as he shot. It came out of his cock thick and
in clumps. When he finally finished, he pulled me down to him and hugged
me super tight. I still had the last clump of his sperm in my mouth, so I
worked it around in my mouth while stroking his sensitive cock with my
hand. His sperm tasted very sweet, like the pepermint candy that he was
always eating. Jotaro finally relaxed, letting me go. We lay in each
other's arms for a long time.
It was fifteen minutes later that he opened his eye.
"David, that was......" he couldn't finished.
I nodded, smiling. "Liked it?"
"Loved it, David. You still got my cum in your mouth?" he asked.
I swallowed it. "Did. You got peppermint flavored cum, Jotaro."
"Heh, I know. I eat that candy all the time," he laughed.
Then he got a serious look on his face as he reached into his little
nightstand. "There's one last thing, David. That's fucking."
"How is that done?" I asked him.
"I would get you on your back, and put this KY on your rose. Then I put
some on my cock, then slowly push my cock into your ass," Jotaro said.
"Would it hurt?" I asked.
"At first, but then the pain will go away, and you will feel super good at
having my cock inside of you. I would move my cock in and out of you
untill I cum inside of you. That would bind me to you. You would do the
same to me. When you cum into me, you will bind yourself to me. Then we
will be lovers forever," he explained.
"That sounds so cool," I said, moved by the description.
"I think so. Since you've never done it, you can go first," he said,
kissing me.
He rubbed a bit of the KY onto my rapidly harding cock. I took a little
and worked into his rose. Jotaro rolled onto his back, and I moved up
between his legs. He took hold of my cock and directed it into his rose.
I slowly pushed it, a whole new world of feelings enveloping me. The head
of my cock finally got through, and he let go of my shaft. I continued to
push my six inches into him. I finally stopped once my hips touched his
ass. I relaxed a moment giving Jotaro a chance to get used to having me
inside of it.
"Please, lover. Do it. Fuck me good, fuck me sweetly," he whispered.
I did, starting to make love to him. I moved my hips back and forth in
slow short strokes, trying to get the hang of it. Something took over, and
I slowly picked up speed with each stroke. I was no longer there in his
room, on his futon. I was in another place, seeing colors swirling around
me, hearing music, so beautiful ,music that can only be heard by lovers
caught in it's spell. The feelings got so powerful, that suddenly, I
realized that I was about to cum.
"Jotaro...cum...I'm...cum...JOTARO!" I cried, shooting my sperm deep into
him.
I could hear him sobbing, calling out my name. "David, David, David, cum
in me, please!"
I did. I shot like I never had before. The feelings were too much. I
started crying as I finished ejaculating inside of my lover, Jotaro. He
caught me just as I was collapsing. He held me tight to him as I cried,
the emotions being too much.
"Jotaro, Jotaro, love you, oh god I love you!" I cried.
He stroked my back, whispering his love into my ear. I finally calmed
down, and we relaxed for a moment. Kissing, I fell in love with him again.
I turned and reached for the KY.
"Your turn, lover," I whispered.
He smiled and moaned as I applied the KY to his growing cock. Seeing how
slim it ws, I had no doubt he would get into me easy. I rolled onto my
back, and opened my legs. I felt his slick fingers apply the lubricant to
my own rose.. Dropping the tube on the floor, he moved up between my legs.
"Ready, lover?" he asked.
"Please. I want you inside me, Jotaro love," I whispered.
Heslowly pushed the head of his cock into me. I felt it literally melt
into me. I groaned in anticipation of the fucking I was going to get. He
kept pushing into me untill he got all of his seven inches in.
"Oh, Jotaro, that feels so good!" I cried.
He smiled. "Knew it would."
I rose up and kissed him as he started fucking me, going slow and easy. I
lay back and watched his face as he slowly fucked me. He closed his eyes,
then started moving faster, the feelings overtaking him. My ass felt full,
but it didn't hurt at all. It felt real good.
"Jo, Jo, feels so good," I moaned, urging him on.
Jotaro picked up the pace, lunging deeper into me with each in stroke. I
closed my eyes. This was an incredible experience. I was being fucked by
a boy who loved me. I called his name over and over.
"Dave, Dave, get ready. Get ready for my cum....I'm
going....going....cumming now," he gasped. "DAVID!" he screamed, shoving
into me hard over and over.
Reflexively, my anal muscle squeezed his cock real hard. That had the most
incredible result.
"DAVID, DAVID, DAVID, WHAT THE HELL, I'M COMING INTO YOU RIGHT NOW, DAVID,
DAVID, I'M GONNA FUCK YOU HARD AND GOOD I'M FUCKING YOU GOOD, DAVID, DAVID,
DAVID!" he kept screaming.
Then he was, and I could feel it flow out of his cock and into me. He kept
fucking me hard, slamming his long cock into me over and over. Jotaro
finally collapsed onto me, pulling me onto my side with him. He made no
attempt to pull out of me. He hugged me from behind, breathing hard. I
felt his cock slip out of me, then he turned me over and we kissed
passionately. Our tears flowed freely, getting onto each other's faces and
on our bodies, and the futon. We held each other tight, crying for a long
time. We finally stopped, looking at each other.
"David," Jotaro gulped for breath, "Oh my god, that......"
I gulped for a breath. "I know, that......"
Words just failed us. There was nothing we could say. Nothing needed to
be said. Looking into his eyes, The message I saw there was enough. Three
simple words. I love you.
Jotaro-The Beginning of our Relationship
By David Logan DAG1064@aol.com
Chapter Two
Our relationship really got started that day. It changed us that
afternoon. I remember going home that evening. I could feel that moment
of release for hours afterward. I can't really describe the feelings I
felt. I know I felt something. I wanted to experience that feeling again.
There would be many more days and nights for us to be that close. It took
me a lng time to come down off that high. I had never experienced anything
like that before. Jotaro and I weren't able to get together for at least a
few days. That Saturday, we met at his house. His folks had left for the
day.
"Hi, lover." Jotaro kissed me after the front door closed.
"Hey, Jotaro." I answered, returning the kiss.
His lips felt so soft and tender on mine. He led the way into the kitchen
and I perched on a bar stool and watched him make up sandwiches for us.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
"Real good." I replied.
He smiled. "That's good. I've been thinking about you this past week."
"You've been on my mind, too." I said.
"Cool. I've been wanting to ....ask how you felt about what....what we
did." Jotaro said seriously.
I sighed, and thought. There were so many words running around inside my
head that I could use to describe what I thought of the first time we made
love.
"I can't think of a good word to use to describe exactly what I felt about
what we did. I loved what you did to me. You made me feel so good.
Please don't ask me to describe those feelings. It's impossible to." I
said.
Jotaro nodded. "You're right. They are impossible to describe. I can't,
and won't."
I followed him outside to the pool. He set the plate of sandwiches on the
table and sat down in a chair. I sat down next to him.
"David, what do you really know about love?" Jotaro asked.
"Not much." I admitted. "I constantly hear people say that they love this
or that and I wonder about that. I hear people say that they love this
person or that person, and I see that person say it back to them. I
wondered for a long time if that was all there was to it."
"Now you know that there is more to it." Jotaro smiled.
I laughed. "Yeah, for sure!"
"David, it's a lot more than making love to someone. Love is a whole lotta
things. It means to be close to someone. To take an interest in them. To
be with them all the time. To take long walks together holding hands. To
talk to each other about the things that matter. To support each other
every day. To lean on each other when you need to. To laugh together. To
cry together when one hurts. To share things. There are things I like to
do that you may have never tried that you would want to do with me. There
are things that you like to do that I've probably never tried that I would
do with you. There are things that both of us may have never done that we
would do together." Jotaro stated.
"That sounds so cool." I said.
"It is. There's so much more to tell. I'm not sure where to begin."
Jotaro sighed.
"There's so much I want to know, I'm not sure how to ask the right
questions." I said.
Jotaro looked at me. "There's really no such thing as the right questions.
Just ask. I'll tell you what I can. The rest you and I will learn
together."
I smiled. "I know that. I want to know it all right now."
"I know. But you can't rush things, David. It's got to be a one step at a
time process." Jotaro stated handing me a sandwich.
I took it and started eating, thinking about what he had said so far. What
he had said sounded so sensible. I wondered if I would ever make sense of
it all. He saw the confusion on my face.
"Took me a long time to figure out what it was that my uncle was trying to
say to me. I did, eventually. I'll learn it all over again with you.
Uncle Tadeo said that not all relationships will be the same. What kind of
relationship I had with him will be different from the one you and I will
have together. You and I are the same age, with probably the same
interests. I haven't been here in America very long, so I know that you
will show me lots of things that are so different from Japan. I'll do my
best to teach you about my home and our culture." Jotaro said.
"Okay, deal." I said.
"I thought you'd go for that." Jotaro said.
"One of my interests is that I like learning things about different
countries and how they live." I said, finishing the sandwich.
"Hey, bring your swim shorts?" Jotaro asked.
"No, I forgot them." I grimanced.
"Not a problem." Jotaro smiled.
Something was up. I just knew it. He took the plate into the house and
came back out with towels. He dropped them onto the chairs, then started
taking his clothes off.
"Wait!" I said, jumping up.
Jotaro stopped, a puzzled look on his face. I walked over and started
undressing him. Jotaro slowly grinned, the understanding what I was doing
dawning on him. I got him down to his green briefs. He smiled ever more
as I slowly drew them down, his cock popping out of them.
"Oh, much better." Jotaro sighed.
I got down to my knees, his cock at face level. It was so beautiful. I
licked at it gently, then took it into my mouth, sucking the seven inches
of little Jotaro(my name for his cock. He called mine little David.) into
my mouth. I heard his moan softly, then his hips bucked and he shot his
sperm into my mouth. I sucked and swallowd the sweet sperm down. Standing
back up, I saw a smile on his face. He opened his eyes a moment later,
leaned forward and kissed me.
"Thank you, lover." he whispered.
Jotaro slowly unbuttoned my shirt, then took it off me. He slowly
undressed me, finally pulling my blue briefs off me. He licked at my hard,
then sucked my six inches in. I closed my eyes and shivered. This was so
exciting. I could feel his warm wet mouth pleasure me. I tried to hold
back, but couldn't.
"JO!" I cried, coming in his mouth.
He sucked my cock hard, the vaccum strong. I shivered all the way through
my cum. I sighed in relief once I was done. We kissed, each tasting cum
on our lips. Jotaro led me to the pool after a moment, and we jumped in.
We swam for about an hour, enjoying the cool water on our bodies. We
finally got out of the pool, and we dried each other off.
"Let's go to my room." Jotaro suggested.
"Okay." I agreed.
We showered together, touching and caressing each other. I loved to feel
his hands on me. He had a way of touching me that just set me on fire.
"Oh god, you did that so good." I sighed.
I heard him laugh in delight. I tickled him underneath his balls, and he
gasped. We kissed, hugging our wet bodies close together. I loved this
intimate contact. I had wanted and desired this for so long. I couldn't
believe this was actually happening. I looked into his eyes, and Jotaro
saw something there. He kissed me on the mouth and I felt his tongue
touching my lips. I backed up and looked at him.
"What's up with that?" I asked.
"Something new." Jotaro said.
"Okay." I nodded.
We finished the shower and dried each other off. I stuck my hearing aid
back into my right ear(I was totally deaf in the left ear and serious loss
in the right, so I wore the hearing aid to help.) and sat down on his bed.
'that was called french kissing, David." he explained. "You put your
tongue into my mouth and move it around."
"Oh, didn't know that." I said.
He kissed me again, and I let his tongue into my mouth this time. Boy, it
was wierd, but it felt good. After a moment, I did it back. That felt
really wild! He smiled at me and I relaxed. He pulled me into his arms
and we lay on his bed naked together. Just to be in close contact with
Jotaro made me feel really good. I snuggled up closer.
"Feeling good?" Jotaro asked.
"Yes. Feels good to be here with you." I said.
"That's the whole key to this. Feeling good about being intimate with
someone." Jotaro said. "I love you so much."
That made me feel super grand. I don't know if there is a better feeling
than that in this whole universe. I touched his face, feeling his soft
cheeks.
"This is really what love is, isn't it?" I asked, something occuring to me.
"This, and more. Being close. Being together. When two people really
truly love each other, no games, no conditions, just pure love, the sex
that happens becomes a celebration of that love. Sex is a physical
expression of love. It's a way of telling the other person how much they
are wanted, loved, ans cared for. When you have sex with another person,
I'm sorry, I should say making love. When you make love to another person,
you are sharing yourself with that person. You share your body with him.
You're exposing yourself to him. You're placing yourself completely in his
hands. You make yourself vulnerable to him. He will discover your
strengths and weaknesses. He will become intimately familliar with your
body. He will know what pleases you, and he will strive to make you happy.
When you take your clothes off, you're taking off more than your clothes.
You take off your worries and problems. You take off the public person
that people see all the time. He sees the private person that you really
are. When he finally gets into you and does the greatest act of love, the
act of male intercourse, he binds himself to you and leaves a part of
himself inside of you. When you do that to him, you bind yourself to him
and you leave a piece of yourself inside of him to carry with him all the
time. When he takes his clothes off for you, he makes himself vulnerable
to you. He places himself into your hands. You explore his body, becoming
intimately familliar with it. You discover what pleases him. That's what
makes sex so enjoyable fot the two people." Jotaro stated.
"That's so cool." I said.
"I know." Jotaro said.
We fell silent for a while. I thought about what he had just said. I knew
that he was right. That's how love should be. I felt so comfortable and
safe there in his arms. I never wanted to leave there. His body felt good
on mine.
"If that's how love should be, then how come people don't do all that?" I
asked. "Why do people go out and buy it from others? Why do they bed hop
every night, with someone different, knowing they'll never see them again?
Why is it that the guys at school brag about having every cheerleader and
girl that crosses their path? Why is it that they describe in detail what
they want to do to another person, guy or girl?"
"David, it's because they feel insecure about themselves and see the need
to make themselves look better in other people's eyes, so that they will be
admired. I fell into that trap in my old school at home in Japan. Uncle
Tadeo opened my eyes to that. That's not love. Hell, that's not sex. I'd
call that rape. Even though both people consent to the sex, it's still
rape." Jotaro answered me.
"How?" I asked, confused now.
"It's a rape of the soul, spirit, and mind. They slowly become
desensitized to the true meaning of love. They forget about what it's
supposed to mean. They spend thier whole lives searching for the true
maning of love." Jotaro explained.
"That's so sad." I said, tears coming to my eyes.
Jotaro looked at me. "I know."
"That could never happen to us!" I cried. "Promise that will never happen
to us!"
Jotaro touched my face. "It will never happen to us, David. Reason is
that you and I are lovers. We love each other too much. If that were to
happen, our spirits, souls, and minds would become corrupted. We would
become different people. The intimacy that we share now would disapear,
never to return. You and I are two unique people in the regard that we
share a love so strong, so sacred, that nothing could ever come between us,
not even death can or will separate us. I would watch over you and protect
you, comfort you when you need it. I would always be with you, no matter
where you choose to live. I don't ever want you to grieve. I'd want you
to be happy, secure in the knowing that we loved each other." Jotaro said.
"You're not...." I left it unsaid.
"No. I'm perfectly healthy. You and I are going to grow old together. I
will still love you when you're ninety." he smiled, kissing me.
That made me feel good. I hugged him close to me. If that was what love
really was all about, then I wanted it. I was feeling so good.
"Can you stay the night?" Jotaro asked.
"Let me find out." I said, reaching for the phone he had at the side of his
bed. I talked to my Mom, then hung up the phone.
"She said I could, Jotaro." I said.
"Good. My folks will be home about seven. We can go naked until then."
Jotaro said.
"Sounds like fun!" I replied.
We did. It felt good to do it. I was real comfortable around
Jotaro now. He didn't act like it was a big sin to be naked in front of
other people. Hell, we has seen each other naked a few times already. Why
cover up when it's just you and your lover alone? If his folks were home,
then we stayed dressed out of respect. But when it was just us, we went
naked. I loved to look at his body. He had a swimmer's body, not too
slim. I was about normal. about five, we decided to put dinner on. I
watched Jotaro move about the kitchen and make the dinner. He got it ready
to go, then we went back to the bedroom. He reached into his closet and
took out his kimono, and put it on. He handed another one to me and showed
me how to put it on. His parent came home about six, and found us sitting
on the couch together, watching tv. I helped Jotaro set the table for
dinner. After dinner, Jotaro and I retired to his room for the night. I
watched him take his kimono off. He opened mine, and hung it up. He
smiled at me, and held out his hand. I took it, and he led me to the bed.
I lay down next to him. We kissed, and hugged. I felt real good about
what was happening. We made love that night, each seeking to please the
other. Getting inside of him was the ultimate pleasure. I loved to feel
my cock inside him. I marveled at how nicely it fit inside of him. When
he got inside of me, I loved feeling his cock moving inside of me. I liked
how it fit inside my ass. What a great feeling it was! He held me close
to him as I cried on his shoulder, the emotions too much for me. I slept
in his arms, feeling warm and safe. I was truly happy with life right
then. Jotaro and I shared many more days and nights of love. Our
relationship kept getting better and better. There are times now that I
get those warm feelings again inside of me.
Jotaro
Chapter Three
Our Relationship Progresses
Well, as the days passed, we got closer. It wasn't always sex
every day, we did other things, too. We even talked about our futures.
"Think we'll be together for a long time, David?" Jotaro asked me.
"Sure. I know so, because I feel it right down inside of me," I told him.
"Cool. I feel the same way, but Grandfather says that life never does what
we want it to, and that we should just be happy for now and enjoy being
together," Jotaro said.
I nodded. "Your Grandfather is a wise man."
"I know," Jotaro nodded. "He gives me a lot of good advice."
I pushed my backpack into the corner of my room, sighing. "Man, I'm so
tired of school."
"Still having trouble with math?" Jotaro asked.
"Yeah, still. I hate math!" I complained.
"Well, you're not the only one."
"But you're so good at it!" I exclaimed.
"It's because I choose to be, David. I've got my future somewhat planned,
but I never know what's gonna happen next. You are a big part of my future
plans," Jotaro said.
That moved me deeply. I leaned over and kissed him. Jotaro eagerly
returned the kiss. I felt so good inside. He snuggled up to me, and we
continued talking.
"Wonder what will happen to us years from now?" Jotaro asked.
"Constantly, Jotaro. But I'm not going to worry about the future just yet.
There's much to do now to get ready for that future. I know that you will
be there for me all the time," I said.
"I know you will be there for me, David. It's because you love me," Jotaro
whispered.
"Hey, did you hear about the kid who was busted with drugs the other day?"
Jotaro asked a moment later.
"Yes. He was so stupid, too. He wasn't fooling me. His life is ruined
now by his own actions. Taught me a hell of a lesson, too. I'll never do
drugs!" I declared.
"Good. Besides, loving you is the best high I could ever think of." Jotaro
said. "I want that feeling, because it's a good feeling. I want it for
you, too, because it's a good feeling for you."
"Definetly right on that count, lover!" I said, getting up off the floor of
my room. "Let's hit the refrigerator and see what's good."
Jotaro followed me to the kitchen of my house. Nobody was home at the
time. Every one was off working, or in school. We had about a safe hour
before my bratty little brother came home. Jotaro never felt safe around
Robert, and I knew why. Robert, my adopted brother, was a terror. He
constantly stole from all of us, lied, fought in school and with me, always
told on me when I was masturbating in bed(we shared a room and
consenquently had bunk beds. I had the top one, he had the bottom. When
my younger sister got married, I got my own room with a lock on it. Jotaro
felt a little safer then, and so did I), and created hell for my parents.
That was one of the reasons I never told any one about my relationship with
Jotaro. My other fear was that my parents would have me locked up in a
mental hospital for the rest of my life. Still have that fear. One of
these day, I'll write out my nightmares. Maybe then, people will
understand why gay kids are afraid to say that they're gay.
Anyway, we went to the kitchen and I made up some sandwiches.
Since it was a nice day out, we went out into the backyard and sat down in
a double swing and ate the sandwiches and talked more.
"What makes those kids sell and use drugs?" Jotaro wondered.
"I don't know, Jotaro. Maybe it's because they're looking for thrills, or
to just escape the world for a time. Who really knows?" I said.
"Don't they know that their problems never go away if they do that?" Jotaro
questioned.
"Maybe they do, Jotaro. They're just covering them up for a time, though.
That's all," I shrugged my shoulders.
"Enough of that. What are you going to do about that English project?"
Jotaro asked.
"I haven't even thought of that, yet. Don't have any ideas, either," I
sighed.
"You're supposed to write an imaginary interview with a famous writer,
right?" Jotaro asked.
"Yeah, so?" I asked.
"Write about one of your favorite writers, David. You like to read so
much!" Jotaro exclaimed.
"Oh, yeah, right. I can see an imaginary interview with Masters and
Johnson, excuse me, but how did you collect your information about men
jacking off all the time?" I snapped.
Jotaro immediately started laughing. "Oh, man! That would definetly raise
some eyebrows, all right!"
"Har, har, har, funny man. Real histerical!" I exclaimed, smiling.
"I don't know what you've been reading of late!" Jotaro grinned.
"Sex books, and lots of them!" I exclaimed. "None of them telling me what
I want to know."
"You'll never learn about love and relationships that way, David. You'll
learn, being with me. We'll learn together, because experience is the best
teacher. It will show us many things, we'll feel many things, and do many
things together." Jotaro stated.
I knew he was right. He was right about a lot of things, too. I was glad
to have him with me at that time, and I'm glad he's still with me now.
"Well, there is that one book that I really like. I could write about
him," I thought.
I don't remember who it was, just that I liked his style of writing then.
"Then do it, man. Go for it!" Jotaro exclaimed.
"I will, love." I said softly.
Jotaro smiled and touched my face. I could feel the love in his touch
right then.
My Dad's German Shepherd, Happy(my Mother named him Happy because he was
always happy to see you when you came out into the backyard. He'd jump up
on you, place his front paws on your shoulders, and lick your face.)came
over to us, and sat next to us.
"He's a beautiful dog, David." Jotaro commented.
"I think so, and so does the family." I said.
"Wish I could have one," Jotaro sighed.
I watched him scratch behind Happy's ears. Happy always loved it.
"Think we could have a dog when we get a house together?" Jotaro asked.
"Sure. The best one we can find, Jotaro. We'll have a big yard for them,"
I smiled.
"Way cool." Jotaro grinned.
He fell silent and continued to pet Happy. At that moment, I felt there
was something he wanted to say.
"Jotaro, love, is there something wrong?" I asked.
He looked up at me. "I'm not sure, David. I've been doing a lot of
thinking of late about us, where life is taking me, why things are
happening the way they are."
"I've been feeling the same way, Jotaro. I've been questioning my place in
life, whereit is I'm supposed to go, what it is I'm supposed to do." I
sighed. "Not getting any answers, either."
"Maybe that's what school is for, David. To teach us what we need to know
to be able to find those answers. Maybe that's why we have our parent, to
direct us on the right path. But it's really up to us to find those
answers on our own, by ourselves. Finding the answers to my own questions
hasn't been easy at all," Jotaro said.
"I don't know, Jotaro. There are times that I feel completely useless. I
mean, I'm deaf in one ear, little hearing in the other, have a learning
disablility, gay, and I've been given up on by my natural mother. I wonder
why I'm really here at all!" I exclaimed.
Jotaro put his hands on my shoulders as I bowed my head quick so he
wouldn't see me crying. He lifted my head up so that I was looking into
his eyes.
"David, I feel very alien here. I'm angry at my father for moving us here.
I feel like running away, but it wouldn't solve anything at all. I don't
belong here. I feel eyes in my back all day long, and I get the feeling
I'm not welcome here. David, you're the first to really be my friend.
You've made me feel welcome here, and I thank you for it. Perhaps karma
brought us together, thinking that we could help each other overcome our
problems and our pain that each of us feels. That is why we are friends,
and lovers," Jotaro stated.
I saw tears in his eyes. It struck me then, that I really never considered
how he was feeling about living here in the U.S.A. We stood, and hugged
each other tight. That was another turning point for us. I had finally
voiced what it was that was bothering me since I discovered that I was gay,
and different from all the other kids. Jotaro had finally voiced his own
pain, and now our relationship had changed again, becoming more stronger.
I felt really good in that moment, like I knew everything would really be
okay.
It did. We started talking more about what was going on inside of
us. I revealed very deep fears about being gay, coming out to my parents,
and being locked up in a mental hospital. Jotaro talked about how he felt
strange in the school where we went. We encouraged each other as much as
we could.
"Your parents really would do that?" Jotaro asked a week later.
"I know they would, Jotaro. That really scares me." I said.
"I'd break you out in a quick minute." Jotaro declared.
"I know you will, Jotaro. I've dreamed it many times," I told him.
"Cool. They would surrender, and give you to me. I'd take you home to
Japan, and help you recover from that," Jotaro said.
"I would save you from the school bullies. I'd come charging in and kick
their asses, each one. They'd apologize and run off," I said, grinning.
"That makes me feel good, to hear you say that. To know you would risk
everything to help me. You're so good to me," Jotaro said.
"But, that's just fantasy. Reality is so different. Isn't it a bastard?"
Jotaro asked.
"That it is, Jotaro. That it is." I sighed.
"But we're here, now. Nobody's gonna break us apart. Belive that, and
we've got it made!" Jotaro declared.
"I do believe that," I said. "I'll keep on believing it."
"Good. So will I. We can never be stopped, no matter what." Jotaro
grinned.
I leaned against him, and we watched the sun set from his back porch. It
so happened that his folks went to Vegas, mine went to Palm Springs to
visit relatives on my Mom's side, Robert by this time was now living in a
special school two cities away, and my sisters were off on a church outing
for the evening. Jotaro had the house to himself. Quiet music was
playing, and I felt really good. Our problems and worries just melted off
us ant that moment. I wanted this moment to last.
"Ever wonder what's out there?" Jotaro asked.
We just had seen Star Wars on video for the first time. It was an
excellent movie, too!
"Sometimes I do, Jotaro. sometimes I do," I said.
"I wonder if there are alien boys who are like us, gay, alone, and scared.
alien boys who have lovers to be close to, to talk to when life gets rough
for them. I wonder how they have sex. Do they do it like we do?" Jotaro
wondered.
"Hell of a good question," I said.
"You have to wonder if Captain Kirk had any gay crewpeople on the
Enterprise, and why they were never shown going on missions with him. Or
if Batman had a crush on Robin," Jotaro stated.
"Ha! If that happened, they'd be hauled off to a shrink double quick!" I
exclaimed.
"Huh. Can you imagine Batman going to a shrink? Yes sir, Robin turns me
on incredibly hot!" Jotaro started laughing hard.
We rolled on the florr for a few minutes, laughing hard and enjoying it. I
finally stopped, and looked at him. He finally caught his breath and
looked at me.
"Could never happen, because it's just fantasy. We are real, you and me,
and it can, and will happen for us," Jotaro said.
I felt something move deep inside me. "Man, that's true!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know. I talked to my Grandfather yesterday, and he told me to
stop worrying about what other people think of you and me being together,
and to concentrate on us. Things will eventually solve themselves. That's
what he told me," Jotaro said.
"He's right. We gotta stop worrying about things. Those things will take
care of it's self in time. Let's me and you just be together, right here
and now. I love you," I said, kissing him on the mouth.
Jotaro returned the kiss passionately. He slowly undressed me right there
on the patio, stripping each article of clothing off me slow. Once I was
naked, he sank down to his knees, and nuzzled my growing cock with his
lips.
"Please, lover," I shivered with etcasy.
Jotaro slipped my hard cock into his mouth, and started sucking on it. I
sighed, feeling so good. He stopped a moment later, led me to the big
pillows that were on the patio, and laid me down on them. He stretched out
between my legs, and took my cock back into his mouth, starting to suck
again. His head moved up and down on my cock. I could feel my cock moving
inside his warm, wet mouth. It was the most incredible sensations I'd ever
felt. I really truly loved it. I moaned softly, feeling the intense
feelings coming up. Jotaro stopped, and quickly undressed. His fingers
tickled the head of my cock, keeping it stiff and the feeling going. He
coated my cock with the ky we used now, having heard of it's uses in sexual
purposes. He drew his briefs down, then stopped.
"I gotta hole in these!" he declared, then a smile slid over his face.
"Got an Idea," he said.
He pulled them back up, then straddled my hips. Jotaro took hold of my
hard cock, directed it to the hole in his briefs, poked it through, and to
his rose. A moment later, my cock slid up into his tight ass. I couldn't
believe I was fucking Jotaro throgh his red briefs. It was so wild(that
wsn't the only time we did that. We did other kinky stuff, too)! I got
off like I never had before. After I had ejaculated inside Jotaro, he lay
down next to me and hugged me to him.
"Feel better, now? I do." he whispered into my ear.
"Oh, yeah, definetly. That was a great fuck! Never fucked anyone through
his underwear before," I said.
"It was fun for me too," Jotaro laughed.
He sighed. "life is so good for us right now. I hope this good life
continues for us."
"I hope so too," I said, stripping his now useless underwear off him.
I could feel his erect cock pressing against my leg. I stroked it for a
moment.
He kissed my neck. I turned to face him, and we kissed.
"Love you," he whispered.
"Love you Jotaro," I whispered back.
We lay there watching the sun go down, and disapear behind the moutains. I
wished I could have spent the night there with him. There were plenty of
oppourtunities for us to do that later. Just us being together was enough.
What more could I want? Peace in my life. To be left alone so that I
could celebrate my love for a boy named Jotaro, with Jotaro. To give to
him everything that I was, and more. That's all. I couldn't understand
then why adults thought it was wrong for boys our age to have sex with each
other. Jotaro and I were in love, and happy.
He nudged me awake. I had fallen asleep in his arms, the warmth of
his body putting me to sleep.
"David, David, wake up love," he whispered.
"What?" I whispered, waking up slow.
"You gotta get home, before that big sister of yours comes looking for
you," he urged.
Jotaro dressed me and walked me to the door. "God, I wish you could stay
with me tonight."
"So do I, lover. Next time we will," I said, kissing him good night.
"Love you."
"Love you, too. See you at school tomorrow," Jotaro smiled as I left.
There were plenty of times that we spent the nights together. Plenty of
times that we made love to each other. Plenty of times we got a bit kinky,
too. But that's for another chapter.
Jotaro Chapter 4 We Become Steady Lovers By David (DAG1064@aol.com)
There was no question now whatsoever in our minds that we truly
loved eah other. Each time we made love to each other brought us closer
and closer. In private we acted like romantics. In public, we acted like
ordinary teens. Like all lovers, we had our share of arguments. But they
were never bad enough to break us up. They were a part of our
relationship, growing pains of the relationship if you will. Jotaro's
parents told us that they were very normal to happen. The first time we
argued, I was afraid that we were going to break up. I didn't want to lose
him. We had argued over some stupid school aasingment. It turned out
later that both of us were wrong about it, but that's not important. The
fact was that we had our first real argument, and I was feeling very
miserable about it. We didn't talk to each other for about a week.
Jotaro's Father finally stepped in and really let the both of us have it
between the ears. We really deserved that scolding, too.
"You two need to stop acting like little children and resolve this silly
little argument of yours," he said. "You two shouldn't end a great
friendship because of a little disagreement over some school assignment."
I knew he was right, and so did Jotaro. We sat there in his room for a
while, not saying anything. I was the first to break the silence.
"Jotaro, I'm sorry for the things I said. I didn't mean them at all.
Please forgive me. I'm......I'm afraid of losing your friendship, and
love."
Jotaro looked at me, then stood. "David, It's my fault for starting this
whole thing. It's me who should be asking you to forgive me. I said
things to you that weren't right. I'm sorry."
We looked at each other for a long time. Then I stood up and grbbed him
and hugged him close to me. We both started crying as we hugged each
other. I knew right then that we were okay. I wish I could say that was
the only argument we ever had in the five years we were together, but there
were quite a few more. But we always managed to kiss and make up. We both
realized that arguments were a healthy part of our relationship and brought
us new understanding as to how each other saw things. We argued over
trivial things, school, issues of the day, and things that affected us
personally. We also talked more about our fears, especially me. Jotaro
had nothing to fear about his parents knowing about us, because they
already did. Mine didn't however, and that was a real fear as to what
could happen if they did find out. My Mom was so against gays it wasn't
funny. My Dad, well, I didn't know what he felt about gay people until I
finally told him four years ago (1993). His reaction was that he had his
suspicions, but chose not to say anything because of what my Mom would do.
Back then, I was afraid that Mom would have me committed to a hospital. I
had all kinds of nightmares over it. Jotaro listened to them, and
comforted me the best he could. I had met Jotaro back in 1979, when I was
fourteen and in the last three months of junior high. Back then, there was
no support for gay youth like there is now. Gay youth have excellent
support groups to go to for help now, especially now that there are online
web sites that they can go to, and the adult gay community is finally
waking up to the fact that gay youth do exist. But back in the late
seventies and the early eighties, there was no support for gay youth of any
kind. You just suffered in silence, and that is where the tragedy lies.
Sad but true.
Anyway, we were just like any average couple. We did things
together. We went biking together, bowled, collected comics, played on his
computer, and loved. We even made future plans together.
"What do you think we will be like ten years from now?" I asked Jotero one
afternoon.
"We will still be together, that's for sure. You're the only thing I need
in my life," Jotaro said.
"That's cool. I like that thought," I said.
"Me too. I'm seriously thinking of going to college to study computers.
I've heard that's the big thing now," he said.
"You got me interested in them now. You sure know alot about them," I
said, snuggling up to him closer in bed.
Jotaro kissed me on the cheek. "Well, you asked a lot of questions as to
how they work and what they can do. Maybe you ought to go to college and
take the same classes with me. We could go into business together working
with computers."
I grinned. "That's an awesome idea!"
"I thought so, too. I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I
finally made up my mind that's what I wnt to do for the rest of my life,
besides loving you," Jotaro commented.
I hugged him. Jotaro always knew just what to say to make me feel good.
Jotaro was probably the only person in my life who really understood me,
even though other people back then and now say that to me. I asked him
about that.
"Why is it that people constantly tell me that they understand me real well
when they don't?"
"It's because they aren't as intimate with you as I am. To really truly
understand someone, you have to be real intimate with them. That's why you
and I get along so well. That's why my parents get along so well. We are
so intimate with each other, that sometimes I know exactly what you are
thinking or are about to say. I know what you are capable of doing. I
know what your limits are, and I want to help you stretch them even more.
I want to help you overcome your fears, and your disabilities(he knew of my
hearing disability, and my learning disability and was constantly
enouraging me to better myself in school.), and help you overcome your self
doubts. I want to help you find your self identity, and your sexual one as
well. I want to help you overcome the pain you feel deep down inside over
why your biological mother gave you up(he knew I was an adopted kid) and
help you overcome your fears that you have about your family finding out
about you," he said.
I nodded. "I understand a lot of things about you, love. I'm learning how
you think, why you do things a certain way, why you are different from me,
what makes you tick, why you love me the way you do."
"That's why we are such a great couple," he smiled.
He was right. I've learned that time and time again in the other
relationships that I've had, even when they didn't work out, even when the
second one burned me financially and abused me, and the third lived too far
away and just wnted to play. Love is such a complicated thing to figure
out sometimes. But with Jotaro and I, it was never complicated. We knew
we loved each other, and cared for each other.
Jotaro touched my bare chest in that unique way of his, and I knew
right then he wanted to make love to me. I put my worries right out of my
mind, and concentrated on what he was doing. I felt his fingers move
across my chest and play with my hardning nipples. I moaned softly,
feeling real good. His right hand grazed my cock lightly, and it became
hard and erect instantly. He tickled my balls while sucking and licking at
my nipples.
"Jo, oh Jo, that....." I breathed.
He knew what I was trying to say. He kissed me on the mouth, and I
returned the kiss as passionately as I could. His hand grasped my cock and
stroked it up more. I could feel myself getting real close to release.
Jotaro slowed the stroking down.
"Not yet, lover. I want it inside of me. I want to feel you cum inside of
me, lover."
I sighed, wanting to be inside of him. Jotaro kissed his way down my
torso, making the feelings much more intense for me. He slipped my hard
cock into his mouth, sucking on it gently. I heard his nightstand drawer
open. He pressed the tube of ky into my hand. I opened it and squeezed a
ribbon of ky onto my fingers. I lubed up his rose, pressing two fingers
against the opening and feeling them slip into him. I heard him moan
softly as I wiggled my fingers around deep inside of him.
"I'm ready for you now, lover. I want you inside me," he whispered.
Jotaro got onto his back, and I moved up between his legs. I slowly
pressed my cock against his rose and felt it slip up inside of him. God,
it felt so good inside of him. I nearly came right then. I fought back
the feeling, then worked the rest of my six inches into him. I finally got
completely inside of him. I looked down into his eyes, and there was the
deepest love there. I began to move my cock in and out of him, making the
sweetest love to him I could. I felt like I was in another place. The
feelings were so intense. I moaned and groaned as I labored, wanting to
pleasure him. Jotaro pleasured my cock by squeezing it tightly with his
anal muscle each inward stroke. It finally got too much.
"Jo....I'm cum....cum....cumming....oh, lover!" I cried as I felt my cum
travel rapidly through my cock and into him.
I fucked him hard and fast, feeling his rose squeeze my cock hard. That
was one of the few very intense comes I'd ever had. After I finished
cumming, Jotaro held me in his arms and rubbed my back while I rested. I
couldn't say anything. There was no need to. I was so happy to be with
him, and having been able to make love to him. He knew that I loved him
very much. We both knew that sex really wasn't nessessary to prove that we
loved each other. We did it to celebrate our love for and to each other.
There could be no other greater joy than making love to someone very
special in your life, and giving you essence to that person.
I stayed overnight with him. My parents were out of town, and so
were my sisters. My brother was up at his boarding school by this time, so
I was able to be with Jotaro. We sat out on the patio the next morning,
watching the sun rise. Jotaro stood, and started his Tai Chi katas. It
was a real experience to watch him perform them nude. I loved to watch him
do them nude. It was like watching a slow ballet. I was learning the
katas, Jotaro teaching me them. I always felt good after doing them. I
thought they made my day go better. We fed each other breakfast, then went
to take a shower together. School was out for the summer, and we had
planned on biking out to a small lake next to our town to fish. We had
planned this excursion the day before. We carried our poles and whatever
was needed out to the lake. The day was bright and clear. We found a
private spot where we had plenty of shade and threw our lines in. Jotaro
and I stripped down to our swim shorts, and rubbed the sunscreen on each
other. His hands felt good on me.
"Whatcha thinkin', Dave?" Jotaro asked me a moment later.
"I've had interesting lines of thought of late. One thought is that Mom
and Dad found out, and threw me out of the house for good. Your parents
took me to Japan when you went back. I lived with you there for the rest
of our lives. Another is that they had me committed, you got busted while
trying to break me out, and got sent back to Japan. I managed to escape,
and got chased all the way to LAX(Los Angeles International airport), snuck
on a plane headed for Japan, and found you somehow. Your parents took me
in, and helped to keep me in Japan. Another one is that my parents gave me
up to your parents, telling them to take me far away and that I was never
allowed back," I said.
"If you ever came to live with me in Japan, David, we would be very happy
together. Japanese society is very tolerant of gay people, as long as they
don't make too many waves. I think the gay community is a little more
accepted there than here. Besides, our history is very rich in things like
gay love and boy love. Bet you didn't know that," Jotaro commented.
"No, I didn't! That's amazing! I've heard of boylovers, but people call
them child molesters, Jotaro. How do you know so much about them?" I
asked.
"My uncle is one," Jotaro said. "He was the one I told you about, that
taught me all about sex."
"Do your parents know about that?" I asked.
"Yes," Jotaro answered. "They had asked him to teach me."
"They did?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah. I was surprised, too. I didn't think they had known about me. But
they did," Jotaro stated. "They didn't give me a whole lot of grief over
it. I've got three other brothers back home that are married, so the Clan
will continue."
"They are so cool, Jotaro. You got too lucky," I said.
"I know it. David, you shouldn't worry so much about your parents finding
out. If they do, we'll deal with that when the time comes. For now, just
enjoy your life. Be happy with where you are now. It wouldn't hurt to set
up a contingency plan or two just in case, though. I hope to God we never
have to use them," he said seriously.
We discussed a few plans, and eventually came up with two good ones. Thank
God, they were never needed. Both plans included the assistance of his
Family. It was nice to know that they were standing behind me.
We enjoyed the rest of the day fishing, and then swimming. We swam
nude in the lake, then got daring and made love to each other by the
water's edge, even rolling into the water while Jotaro was fucking me.
That was a wild experience for both of us! We took the fish home that we
caught, and had a fish fry. It was a real warm summer night, so we slept
out in the backyard of his house underneath the stars. Seeing the ountless
stars made us feel small, but we knew that we had a place in this great
grand design called life as we knew it. Maybe we couldn't change the
world, but we sure changed each other's lives. Making love underneath the
stars was a unique experience for us. To feel the cool night breeze on our
naked bodies as we made love to each other was a experience I'll never
forget. we did that many times more in the five years that we were
together was fantastic. Fortunately, the neighbors never caught us.
We spent a lot of time toghether during that first summer. It
helped to cement our relationship even more. We talked more, did lots of
things together. His parents always invited me to go with them places when
they went touring California, the state I lived in. My parents by this
time had known that Jotaro and I were friends from school, but never knew
that we were lovers. It was for the best back then, and now? I wonder how
they would react if I had told them that Jotaro and I had been lovers.
They liked Jotaro, and had told me that I had found a good friend. They
were absolutely right, too. Jotaro was more than just a friend. He was my
lover, my partner, my confidante, my everything. He completed me.
Our sex life was good, up to about the middle of July that year.
Jotaro unexpectedly changed things one day.
"David, check out what I got!" he said excitedly.
"What?" I asked.
He showed me a piece of rubber that was shaped like a cock. It vibrated in
my hand when he turned it on.
"What the hell is this?" I exclaimed.
"It's called a vibrator, a vibrating dildo," he explained. "You put a
condom over it, and work it up inside of you, then turn it on."
"People use these things?" I questioned.
"Yeah. Wild, huh?" he grinned.
"I don't know about this," I said warily.
"Give it a try, David. If you don't like it, I'll never bring it out
again. I promise," Jotaro said.
"Okay." I agreed.
I lay on my back, and re unrolled a condom over it. After rubbing the ky
into me, he slowly pushed it into me and sank it in to the hilt. It was
about the same size as Jotaro's cock, so there was no pain. He turned it
on. At first, it was like a little buzz there. He turned up the speed on
it untill it was really vibrating. God, it felt wierd, but good! Jotaro
slowly worked in and out of my ass, and twisted it around. Man, did that
thing feel good! I preffered his cock, though, and he knew that. Jotaro
bent over my erect cock and started to suck me off. It was too much, and I
came in a rush, coaating his tonsils with my hot sperm. I collapsed,
sighing in etcasy.
"Liked that?" he whispered.
"Yes, I did. But I really prefer your very erect and live cock, lover.
That's so much more pleasing," I said.
"I know you do. I just thought it would be an interesting experience for
you. It is for me!" he giggled.
"What other wild kinky thing have you thought of?" I wanted to know.
His grin was enough to warn me.
"Well, since you asked......" Jotaro laughed.
"I'm afraid to ask," I groaned.
He laughed some more. "There's plenty of time for you to find out, love."
I did, too. We had fun with them, too!
Jotaro Chapter Five: Summer of Pain and Love
David Logan
DAG1064@aol.com
Our summer was going well up to the day my Grandfather died. It
was a very hard thing for me to deal with,and Jotaro did what he could to
confort me. My Grandfather and I had a very close relationship. He
understood me well, nd even though he never said the actual words, I knew
that he knew about Jotaro and me.He welcomed Jotaro to his little apartment
that he had after moving to our town that I lived in. I got to see him
two, three times a week. My Grandfather was awise man, and he always had
good advice for things. He told me one day that the best way to find out
what kind of character a person has is to see how many friends they have,
and what kind of people they are.My Grandfather was alway walking around
the apartment complex that he lived at, and soon everyone got too know him.
He would fix things for people, and sit and listen to them talk when they
needed someone to talk to. The kids who lived there loved him too.My
Grandfather certainly left his mark on a lot of people. I didn't realize
that until the day of the funeral. There were so many people there that
day.What he had said about people rang loud and clear in my head. I don't
really remember much of that day, but I do remember Jotaro's arms around me
the whole time. I don't remember what words he said, if any, but I
remember him being close to me and that got me through. Seventeen years
now, and the pain is still there. That was my first experience of losing
someone I loved. I know now it's a part of life, but it sucks.
Things slowly got better a few weeks later. My Mom stopped being
so emotional(my Grandfather was her Father), and went back to work. My Dad
and my two sisters went back to thier respective jobs. I started dealing
with the feelings of the loss, and the therapist I was seeing at the time
helped me trememdously. How she knew about Jotaro and me, I'll never know.
She was a cool lady who tried to help me. She succeded in some areas, but
it was Jotaro's love and caring that really helped. I had a lot of
problems with my self identity crisis that I was going through as a result
of trying to deal with my hearing disability, learning disability, and
growing up. People told me that I was growing faster physically than
emotionally and mentally. Jotaro accepted me for who I was, faults and
all.
"I'm not looking at them when I look at you, David. When I look at you, I
see a person with a great personality and a good heart," he'd say to me.
He was right, and I knew it. Being human, I guess we all posses a certain
amount of self doubt. I certainly cornered the market on it! But I got
past it, thanks to him and his loving support.
The rest of the summer passed quietly. Nobody felt like doing much
of anything. Everyone who had jobs kept themselves busy at them. The only
real person I could talk to was Jotaro. We continued our discussions of
what we feared the most. Jotaro listened while I talked, I listened while
Jotaro talked."I sometimes wonder what would happen yto me if my parents
didn't accept my being gay," he said. "Those thoughts scare me."
"Yeah, I know what you mean.I've had some nasty nightmares over those
thoughts," I replied.
"It's hard to understand why people hate gay people so much, or other
people. Why? There's no reason to hate someone because they're
different!" he exclaimed.
"Happens all the time. Not much we can do about it. It takes a lot of
people willing to stand up and say enough," I said.
"Yup, isn't that the truth.," he nodded.
"Jotaro, I love the things about you that make you different from me. Your
unique differences is what gives you your individuality," I stated.
"I love the ones you have, David. I just wish you wouldn't worry about
them so much. You got so much to give to a person,our relationship, and
your fmily to let that crap bog you down and that's what's happening," he
said.
I thought bout what he said for a long time. Jotaro and other people were
right, but I wasn't grsping that too well. Jotaro's fears were similar to
mine. What if our families didn't want us because we were gay, and lovers?
That queston and that fear haunted us for a long time. Jotaro's parents
told us many times that they loved us and would never hurt us. They
understood my own fears about my own family finding out about me. They
promised to never tell. I never doubted them, either. Jotaro's parents
were the greatest parents I'd ever met, They were like a second Mom and Dad
to me.
It was late August now, and we hadn't made love in a long while due
to the fact that I was grieving over the loss of my Grandfather. His
parents had gone out of town for the evening, and I got to stay at his
house overnight. We decided to go swimming in his pool, so he stripped me
naked first. After I stripped him, we jumped in. I noticed some changes
had occurred to his bosy. His cock had gotten longer, his balls a little
fuller. He had more hair around his cock than last time.
"Looks pretty good," I commented, brushing the pubic hair with the palm of
my hand.
Jotaro exhaled sharply. "Feels good, what you're doing there."
I fondled him some more, watching the expression change with each pass of
my hand against his cock and balls. I felt his hands start to explore me.
"You've filled out a bit," he said.
"Mom's good cooking," I craked.
"Won't argue there. Your Mom's good," he complemented.
We huuged, then kissed. He took my hand and led me to the pool. We swam
and splashed around bit. The cool water felt good against my bare skin.
We relaxed and sat on the steps of the pool and I leaned against him. His
bare skin felt good against mine.
"Never want this to end," he whispered.
"I know," I replied.
He held me for a long time, not saying anything. We watched the sun set.
Eventually we got out of the pool and Jotaro lit a fire in the small fire
pit on the edge of the patio. He made a dinner out of soup, salad, and
fire baked potato.
"Jotaro, does anyone really know what the future is going to be?" I asked.
"The only person who knows is God, David. Our future is in his hands and
we don't need to worry," Jotaro replied, brushing the hair out of my face.
"Reason I asked, is because I know of someone who went to a fortune teller
to find out his future. I thought of going to one myself," I explained.
"Don't. They are frauds and cheats, and there is no way anyone can tell
the future by staring into a crystal ball or with playing cards. Leave
them alone, David. They are not worth your valuable time," Jotaro stated.
I nodded. "Okay, I promise not to see any. Besides, my therapist says
that part of growing up and stretching that us humans do while dealing with
unexpected situations. If we know what's going to happen, the outcome will
be different, and I might not learn the lesson that is there for me to
learn."
"I agree with her. She's right, David," he said.
His fingers slowly played with my nipples, getting them hard.. I sighed,
enjoying the sensations.
"It is the only way that you and I will grow up, is to experience the
future as it happens and leave the outcome to karma," he stated.
Jotaro proceeded to run his fingers up and down my sides, getting me so
fired up.
"Let's experience a little of it right now," he suggested, kissing me on
the throat.
All I could do was moan. He took that as a positive sign, and continued to
pleasure my hot spots on my neck while his hands and fingers explored my
body. I felt his fingers touch and explore my cock and balls. He slipped
out from underneath me and went into the house. He returned a moment later
with scissors, a comb, a razor, and shave cream.
"What....?" I questioned.
"Trust me," he said.
I lay back on the sun bed cushions and watched him comb my pubic hair, then
he took the scissors and cut the hair down and trimmed the sides short. He
carefully washed my genitals, then applied the shave cream. When he had
finished shaving me, my balls were very smooth again, and my pubic hair was
in a very neat triangle shape.
"I've started doing this to myself, David. The short hair makes the
contact better, and if I choose to use condoms, I'll be able to cover the
entire shaft better. The hair looks so much neater," he explained to me.
I had wondered why his pubic hair was a bit short last time we made love
over a month ago. I knew now! Jotaro instructed me how to do it to him,
and I surprised myself by doing it right. Jotaro was right, it did make
contact better, and the feelings were so much better, too! We continued to
do that to each other until the day he went home to Japan.
He lay down next to me and kissed me again. His soft lips felt
good on mine. He took me into his arms and rolled me on top of him. I
reached down and pulled both cocks together up between us, trapped there by
our abdomens. I gently rocked my body against his, and we sighed
contentedly. I moved off him and moved into a 69, taking his cock into my
mouth. I felt my cock slip into his wet, warm mouth and I nearly went
ballistic. I sucked on his cock hungrily, wanting to taste his sweet
cream. He pushed me off his cock, then opened the tube of ky and squeezed
a little on my rose after he raised my legs. He slipped hi hard seven inch
cock into me. That felt so good to me! I looked into his eyes, and saw
something there that I just can't describe. He slowly fucked me, moving
his cock in and out of me slow. He got very vocal, saying my name and how
much he loved me. He kept on fucking me slow, and I knew it must have been
hard to hold out that long. Jotaro suddenly gasped out loud, whimpering.
I felt his cum shoot into my ass, and that was so good to feel! He
continued to slowly slide in and out of me, getting very vocal and writhing
around on top of me. I held him after he slipped out of me.
"Please," he whispered.
He lay on his side, and I entered him slow and easy. His tight ass felt
so good on my cock. I sighed, and closed my eyes. I had a vision of us
doing this when we were old. I kept fucking him slow like he had to me
until I couldn't take it anymore and unloaded into him. He kissed me after
we broke apart, and then the next thing I knew was that I woke up in the
morning light, in his arms.
I hated to go home that morning. I felt really good. I was real
careful in what I said to my family, and what I said woke them up. We
spent the day talking about how we felt about losing Grandpa. That was one
of the very few times I felt close to my family.
Jotaro Chapter Six by DAG1064@aol.com
September came, and with it, our sophmore year in high school. We
both looked forward to it, wondering what classes we would have that year.
I was a little nervous that first morning, but Jotaro made the day better
by managing to have three classes with me. That definetly made life so
much better. Still, we relized the wisdom of being careful how we
interacted out in school. We didn't want to have any problems with the
other students. I had the usual stuff, and the extra class I had that year
was choir. I loved to sing(and still do. The only two places I can carry
a tune now is in the shower and my car!) and got in the choir easily.
Jotaro liked to hear me sing.
"You sound real good, keep it up," he'd say.
I did, too. I never would be a world class singer, but I liked it and
always had a good time. He continued to help me with my math, even though
he didn't have to. His english by now was real good, so he didn't need any
help in that area anymore. We had science class together, so it was a
natural for us to team up together for lab which we had once, twice a week.
We had PE together and he loved that, having a locker next to mine. Well,
at least we got to see each other! The third class was social studies.
Jotaro had an interest in that field. He liked to explore the different
social structures of each country to see how people lived. Things in this
country have changed quite significantly since my high school days. I'm
sure Jotaro would have found all those changes interesting.
Our love life slowed down quite a bit now that we were in school
again. The times that we did get together and make love to each other were
always anticipated. We took our time to enjoy all the pleasures to be had,
wanting to satisfy the other till the next time. I never got tired of how
he touched me, how he'd love me, the way he'd kiss me, and do the things he
did. He enjoyed the things I did to him. Everytime we made love to each
other, we discovered just how much we loved each other. It was one of
these times that we started talking about our future together. I had just
turned 16, and was starting to wonder just what I was going to do for a
career.
"I've been thinking of late," Jotaro said.
"Oh? About what?" I asked, kissing him on the cheek.
"About life after high school, what we're going to do," he answered.
"I haven't really thought much about that," I said, snuggling up to him.
He hugged me close to him, his nude body pressed against mine.
"Time you should, time I should. We're gonna graduate in another two
years. We need to decide what we're gonna do when we get out of school.
Are we gonna go to work right away? Share a place together? Go into a
career together? Those questions have been running around in my head the
last few weeks. I've been checking out the computer field, and it looks
like a good business to be in. It's growing steadily," Jotaro stated.
"I've had an interest in computers for quite awhile, but don't know much
about them," I said.
"All the more reason for us to take some computer classes and learn about
them, David. I'm sure there are a few computer stores around here that
would teach a person how to use a computer once they bought one," Jotaro
said.
"Then we go find out tomorrow. As for us living together, that would be so
cool. We definetly will do that. We get along so well. As for us going
into business together, all I can say is that we gotta try it," I said.
Jotaro hugged me. "Think of all the good times we'll have together!"
"I have, and even dreamed of it," I told him.
"Good dreams, I hope. We would be so happy together," he said.
"For sure!" I laughed.
Things were looking so good for me then. If I had known what was going to
happen, I would have done everything to keep him here. I had constantly
dreamed of being in love and then living with a guy prior to meeting
Jotaro. I had thought that this was that chance I had been waiting for. I
held him in my arms long after he went to sleep, hoping and prying that our
dreams and plans for the future would come true.
We did check into a few places over the next few days, then signed
up for a computer class together. We learned a lot about the various
systems of the computer, how they worked, how to install memory, and other
components, and how to repair the pc's. Technology has advanced
considerbaly since the early 1980's and now I have a hard time keeping up,
while my youngest neice can run circles around me about them. Go figure.
We even went as far as to buy an old computer, and repair it ourselves. We
must have done the right things, because it worked real good. That was an
encouraging sign for sure. So we stayed with it. Jotaro got interested in
the programming side of it. I tried to learn the basic, but couldn't quite
get the hang of it myself. I stuck to the tech end of it, and he got the
hang of the programming language. I really enjoyed opening up a bad
computer, hunting down the problem and fixing it. Some computers we got
proved to be a real challenge, others were easy to fix. It was eventually
agreed on that we would go into business together fixing the computers.
Christmas time came. Jotaro and I had our own little Christmas
together a week early. He and his parents were going back to Japan to
visit relatives. I got lucky and was able to spend the night at his house.
I had gone and bought him a little gold chain to wear around his wrist and
he adored it. He gave me a ring with our initials inside it(gone now,
someone was nice enough to steal it when I moved due to a job change). But
the best presents we gave each other was ourselves. Our lovemaking that
night was slow, soft, and sweet. We did everything together, trying to
please the other. I wanted him to be happy, to be satisfied before he left
the next morning.
"I love the gold chain, love. I'll think of you when I wear it. But the
best gift I got tonight was you. You make me so happy," he whispered into
my ear as he slowly fucked me.
"You're welcome," I moned softly, feeling his hard strong cock move inside
me.
He was deliberately fucking me slow, wanting me to really enjoy the
sensations of him inside me. I could hear him moan softly, whispering my
name and saying how much he loved me. Suddenly he shivered, and I felt his
hard cock contract a few times.
"I came, love. I came," he breathed into my ear.
I turned my head around so we could kiss. His tounge slipped into my
mouth, and mine rubbed his as he started the fucking motion again. I felt
his cock get hard inside of me again.
"Oh, baby!" I groaned in pleasure.
He rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I raised up on my hands, and
he really began thrusting into me.
"Coming!" he gasped, shoving his cock deep into me hard.
Jotaro sighed and relaxed after he had finished ejaculating into me. I got
off him and kissed him. He smiled at me as he grasped my cock and drew me
close to him, then inside of him. I slid all the way in and he kissed and
licked my nipples, getting me so worked up. I fucked him as slow as I
could, then coming deep into him after crossing that line. He held me
close afterwards, kissing and caressing me. His touches set me off. I
caressed him all over, enjoying the tender softness of his body next to
mine. We finally drifted off to sleep, holding onto each other.
The holidays were good for me, and I was happy that he was off in
Japan enjoying it with his relatives, but I still missed him. I dreamed of
him on Christmas Eve. We were in our own place together, being comfortable
on the couch, watching a fire in the fireplace. We kissed, and then made
love to each other right there. I woke up that morning feeling real good
inside. I couldn't wait to see him again. They say that absence makes the
heart grow fonder, and well it was true in this case. When he came home
three days after the New Year, I was overjoyed to see him. He was happy to
see me also, and he brought me a kimono from Japan. It was a blue color,
and it was warm and comfortable. I wore it all the time for years until it
gave out. It was my favorite thing to wear at home. Wish I still had it.
He showed me pictures of his home in Japan, and pictures of his relatives.
He sure had a nice family. Then he gave me a card that they had signed to
give to me. That card made me feel real good to know that others in his
family had accepted me too. We made plans to go to Japan after we got out
of high school.
Jotaro Chapter Seven: "1981"
It was Jan. 1981 now. We were together again, and we were happy.
We went back to school after the winter break was over, and got back into
school books. Now that we had decided to go into the computer field
together, we geared our classes into that direction.
We managed to get together as often as we could, and enjoyed being
close. Sometimes we were able to make love, sometimes not. Having sex
with each other wasn't inportant, being close was. We continued to help
each other with schoolwork, and my grades improved some more. My folks
were happy about that, and they seemed to think my friendship with Jotaro
was a good thing for me. If they actually knew that we were lovers, they
never let on. To this day I wonder if they really knew about us.
A few major events took place in 1981. One of my sisters had been
dating a guy who I liked a lot. I thought he was so cute! They announced
that they were going to get married in the summer. My family was glad at
the news, and so was I. It meant that I would get my own room before long,
and that meant much more privacy with Jotaro. Up to that point, I had been
sharing a room with my younger brother, Robbie. He was really turning into
a pain: he never let me and Jotero have any privacy when ever Jotaro came
over. I never had any privacy when I wanted to be alone and play with
myself, dreaming of Jotaro.
Living with Robbie was extremely stressful. My family waas
constantly on the edge, and my Mom was the one most affected. The fact
that he was going to be home for the summer from the boarding school did
not make my Mom happy at all. When my relatives in New York were told the
news, they were very happy. They knew the situation with Robbie, and one
of my uncles, a bear of a man, offered to come out for the weeks after
school got out to help with things. What he really meant was that Robbie
would be his responsiblity, and Mom would not worry about him while we were
getting things squared away for the wedding. Mom looked very happy when
she got off the phone that evening.
In the months leading up to the wedding, Mom was busy doing all the
endless things that needed to be done for the wedding. Naturally Robbie
kept on doing his shit, getting into trouble more than ever on the
weekends. A simple trip to the library became a situations where Robbie
had broken into someone's car and stole money out of the glove compartment.
I remember my Dad was furious about that. After he and Robbie discussed
it, Robbie couldn't sit down for a day or two. Jotaro knew I was so
stressed out from him, he did everything he could to be supportive.
School and working around the house kept me busy, but not too busy
to see Jotaro. His family were always glad to see me, and I always felt
welcome there at his house. It was also a refuge of sorts for me, where I
could escape things at home. The stress there was prety bad, and I felt
sorry for my parents having to endure Robbie's shit that he pulled at
school. I did what I could to help reduce the stress, and even though they
didn't acknowledge my efforts then, they usually did later on.
"Feel better?" Jotaro asked me one afternoon in May, after he gave me an
intense massage.
"Definitely," I sighed. "You should do this for my folks."
"That's an idea, but I wouldn't go as far with them as I do with you, love.
I'm sure they would appreciate it," Jotaro said. "Instead, I'll show you
how you can massage the neck and shoulders areas so they can feel relaxed."
Jotaro did teach me, and that night, I did it for my Dad. I got him so
relaxed, he slept real good for the first time in ages. He liked it, and
so did my Mom. They never had to ask twice, I automatically did it when
they were in thier favorite chairs watching tv. I know I helped them
tremendously.
Sex slowed down between me and Jotaro for a while, he knew why, and
didn't care. The few times we did do it, it was heaven. I loved to kiss
and touch him, he loved to hold me and lick every part of me. I loved to
suck on his nipples, the points standing out so hard and firm, he loved to
lick and suck on my balls. We both loved to 69 each other and suck on each
other's hard cock. He would get very passionate while fucking me, I loved
to feel his hard cock move inside of me. I too, would get very passionate
while being joined with him, my own cock deep inside of him. It was a deep
joyous communion that we both loved to share with the other. It made us
feel good about ourselves, and about being with each other. I treasured
those moments, and still do.
"How do you fell now, lover?" Jotaro whispered in the dark of his room.
"I feel wonderful tonight, just being here, and being loved by you Jotaro,"
I whispered.
I felt his lips nuzzle the side of my neck, sending shivers up and down my
spine.
"You make me feel complete lover," he whispered, his fingers tickling the
bottom of my balls.
"Oh, baby, yes....feels good," I moaned.
We rolled together, our lips meeting and dancing together. I felt his
tongue in my mouth, and the sensations are wonderful. I forget who I am,
and feel myself melt into him. It's as if we have become one together, our
love bringing us to this place and time, a place where time stops for
lovers to enjoy the other. (I couldn't help but cry a little at the
emotions I'm feeling are getting too much for me.) Jotaro knows,
understands what I'm feeling, he's experiencing it too. It doesn't matter
how many times we have made love, each time we do, we experience it for the
first time again and again. (Those are the moments that stand out in my
memories more than anything else that I can remember about Jotaro. There
is so much to remember, too.)
My Uncle John arrived at the second week of June. I had met him
only once, so I was extremely happy to meet him. He was glad to see me,
too. Once Robbie understood what was going on, he really cut loose. That
ended real quick. All I remember was that my Uncle John had one discussion
with him, and Robbie flew the straight and narrow for the rest of the
summer. When Uncle John met Jotaro, he immediately knew that Jotaro and I
were lovers. It blew us away that he could tell. He told us later that he
had some gay friends in New York.
Uncle John was straight, and he didn't approve of it, but he
respected us to let us be. He approved of Jotaro, and that made me glad.
If it had been any other guy, I think he would have told me to drop the guy
quick. What he saw in Jotaro I have no idea, but apparently he liked
Jotaro alot. I was glad of that.
Things got real busy after Uncle John got there. Between him, me,
Robbie, and Jotaro (he helped when he could), the house and yards got into
shape quick. Jotaro and I managed a few quickies here and there, sucking
his cock in the shed, him sucking mine in the camper, me taking him up my
ass in the bathroom, and him taking me up his ass in the bedroom. Those
were exciting moments, the element of getting caught were great, but that's
what made it all daring. It's a wonder we didn't get caught.
The week of the wedding, the rest of the New York relatives
arrived. I was happy to see them all, and introduced Jotaro to them. My
grandfather Henry (my Dad's Father), caught on to us, and gave his approval
as well. My Uncle Larry guessed too, but kept his thoughts to himself.
The house was getting a little full, so Jotaro offered to let me
stay with him so others could use the bedroom that my brother and I shared.
It had been already decided that some of them would stay in a hotel close
by, so those arrangements got made and done. The next two days went by,
lots of things being done, plans made for the rest of the week.
I had a very strong feeling inside of me that something was going
to happen for Jotaro and me. I'd been feeling something deep inside of me,
and I finally realized what it was. It was the need and desire to really
make a special bond between us. I had gone and found a gold ring, just a
plain one, nothing really fancy, and bought it. I had our initials put
into it. I kept it in my pocket untill the morning of the wedding. We had
gone to the church to open it and set things up three hours earlier. We
finished putting the wedding bells in place on the pews like we were told
to, and we looked up to the front of the church. The morning sun streamed
through the stained glass, creating a rainbow effect. It was then I made
my move.
"Jotaro, something I want to ask you," I said nervously.
"What, lover?" he asked.
I took his hand and led him up the steps, looking around to see if there
was anyone there. I reached into my pocket for the ring.
"Jotaro, I love you so much. You mean everything to me. You-- complete
me. You have made me happy. You have taught me so much. Will-- you be
mine?" I whispered as I slid the ring on his finger.
He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "Yes."
He too, slipped a ring on my finger. "I promise to love you, care for you
always."
We kissed, time stopping for us. That made us complete.
The rest of the day went by quick. I really don't remember just
what happened the rest of the day, but it was a great one. Everything went
well. That was definetly a special day for us. I stayed at Jotaro's that
night. Our lovemaking was far more beautiful and passionate than it ever
had been. We were so happy, I don't think we could ever feel anything
else. His parents were told, and they gave us a bottle of champange to
celebrate with. We knew I couldn't tell my parents for fear of what might
happen, but one day I will, and hope they will understand. I never
imagined being in love could be that awesome, that great, but it is. There
is no other high like it. We were the happiest couple ever. We thought
nothing could ever stop us from being together. Life was great for us.
Jotaro: Goodbye
I have decided to end our story here.
We loved each other through the hard times and the good. My life
greatly changed after that. My family found out about us, and what they
saw in us, changed them. Our relationship changed a lot of things in both
families.
It was at the end of the year that Jotaro found out that they would
be going home to Japan after his nineteenth birthday. We spent every
moment we could together. Just knowing that in two years, we would be
breaking up caused us much pain. There was nothing we could do.
We treasured every moment we could. On that last night together,
we didn't do anything, we just clung to each other hoping it was a bad
dream. It wasn't, and he was gone soon after his nineteenth birthday.
That last, final night, our love-making was a lot more passionate and
thorough. He held me inside me long after I came, and I held him in me
long after he came in me. I never knew how much sadness there could be
felt when he left.
Tragedy struck his family a year after they went back. All except
Jotaro were killed in a freak traffic accident. We kept in touch, and I
wished I could have been been there to give him support. He called me and
we spent four hours on the phone. We continued to exchange letters up to
the day when we both turned twenty-six.
Our birthdays were on the same day. That day, he had gone into the
factory where he worked as a production manager. A freak accident claimed
his life that day.
At that moment, I had a vision of him walking into the room that I
rented and sitting on my bed. I recognized him, and we talked. He kissed
me and told me that I would be happy again. He turned and walked through
the wall. That's when I realized that something had happened to him.
A week later, two Japanese men knocked on my door. They handed me
a box. Inside it was a plain, black cotton kimono that he made himself.
They told me what had happened. I cried for hours after. I was
unconsolable for months.
Now, there are times when I feel sad or depressed, I feel his
spirit wrap his arms around me and whisper to me: "I'm here, David. I will
always be here. I will always love you, even though I've crossed over. I
will love you, because of how we loved each other, and because I loved you
so much. I've got my essence deep inside you, and nothing can remove
that."
It's been said that if someone loves you so much, if he dies, his
spirit remains with you for the rest of your life. I believe that with all
my heart, because it's happened to me, and it's very real. There is no
greater power in this universe than love.
He was going to show me around Japan, and introduce me to his
relatives. Someday I will go there and find where he has been laid to
rest, and honor him. Then I will go and see the places we had planned on
seeing together. I know he will like that.
Epilogue
I hope our story has touched many who reads this, and proves to the
world that is is possible for gay teens and kids to have good, happy,
healthy, and loving relationships. They do exist, and I ask that the world
accept them and give them the support they need.
I know Jotaro still lives on inside of me. I want that. I can't
live with out it. Our relationship was so strong and special. I doubt
that will ever happen again. For the next man that I am with, those
feelings will be different. What I felt with Jotaro, I could never feel
with another man. Those feelings will be different. I think that's what
makes love so unique and different. This story, and this poem, is lovenly
dedicated to the one person who has changed my life. My friend and lover,
Jotaro.
FOR JOTARO
We met at 14
Young men in search
Finding each other
Sharing our friendship.
We fell in love
I gave you my heart
My love
My soul
You gave me your love, heart, soul, and life.
We were so happy together.
Love in our hearts
Singing the same song
Music that only we could hear
Moving together
On our beds
Making sweet love
You left at nineteen
Going home
I cried, heart broken
We kept in touch
Letters of love, written on my heart
Leaving this life at twenty-six
I cried again, bitter tears of loss
You came to me
Promising to be with me always
Your spirit lives in me always.
I LOVE YOU.
David Logan
March 1997