Date: Wed, 25 Aug 1999 16:22:28 GMT
From: "Jason S." <jasons77@hotmail.com>
Subject: Running Into Love: Chapter 3

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Running Into Love: Chapter 3
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	The bright sun of morning crept through my window and awakened me
from my sleep. For a moment I couldn't remember where I was. And then I
felt the warm breath on my neck and I remembered last night with Jon.
It was the best night of my life. I was the luckiest guy in the world
to have the sweetest, most beautiful person in the world, sleeping next
to me in my bed. One day ago, I had woken up, expecting another boring
summer day, and I found true love instead. Why haven't I woken up yet
from this dream?

	I looked over at the clock, 9:00 am. My parents would be at work
now. I thought about getting up and waking Jon up but he looked so
peaceful sleeping, his golden blond hair flowing across his perfect
face. I did not want to disturb him. So I layed in bed and watched him
sleep. I can't explain it, but it was so amazing just to watch his
chest rise and fall, I wished for this to never end. I could spend my
whole life in this room. Just me and Jon, together, forever, perfect.

	But soon enough, Jon began to stir from his sleep. He slowly
opened his beautiful blue eyes, and I looked into them. "Good morning,
honey," I said with a smile.

	Jon yawned and then smiled back. "Good morning Trevor," he
replied.

	"Have a good night's sleep?"

	"Not nearly as good as what happened right before it," Jon
smiled.

	"I know what you mean. We'll have to try and top it sometimes,
though I can't imagine how it could get any better." I paused. "You are
just so cute, you know that." I leaned over and slowly placed my lips
on his. Our tongues slowly slipped in and out of each other's mouths.
It felt so great, like his tongue was melting into mine. I was amazed
that after last night, just kissing Jon could still bring so much
pleasure. We held that kiss for at least 15 minutes. Then I slowly
moved my mouth to his still naked chest, and I began to lick and
lightly bite his nipples. Jon moaned his appreciation as I slowly
worked my way down his slender, naked frame, stopping at his hardening
cock. I began to lightly flick the end of it with my tongue, resulting
in more moans from Jon. Since my parents were gone we could make as
much noise as we wanted to now. After licking around the head for a
while, I took his entire teen cock into my mouth while he started to
jerk my six inches. I sucked on his cock, paying special attention to
the sensitive underside of it as Jon moanded louder and louder. I could
tell he was close to cumming, so I started to increase my suction on
his cock while he stroked my dick faster and faster. I felt his balls
get sucked up closer to his cock, and Jon let out one loud yell as the
first powerful jet of his sweet cum hit the back of my throat. He shot
about six powerful streams of his cum into my waiting throat. A few
seconds later, I could feel my own powerful orgasm coming on. I also
let out a loud yell as my cum squirted onto Jon's chest.

	I swallowed all of Jon's hot juices as my own orgasm subsided. I
slowly lifted my mouth off of his cock, panting. Jon reached a finger
into the pool of cum on his chest, and seductively brought it up to his
lips, rubbing the cum across them. He then reached up, pulled my face
down to his, and began to kiss me again. I could taste the cum between
our lips. It was almost like glue, holding us together. I could really
get used to waking up like this. We continued kissing for a while, I
don't know how long. All time seemed to have stopped. It could have
been minutes, it could have been days for all I cared. All that
mattered was that Jon was here with me.

	Jon broke our passoinate liplock for a second and spoke. "I love
you Trevor."

	"I love you too Jon," I said with all of my heart, before once
again touching my lips to his. We once again held the kiss for what I
wanted to be eternity, our tongues gently stroking the backs of each
other's throats. But we were once again interrupted, this time by the
ringing of the doorbell. I came out of my dreamlike bliss and snapped
back to reality. "Shit, who the hell could that be?" I said, jumping
up. "Hey Jon, put your clothes on quick." We quickly threw our clothes
on and headed downstairs to the front door. It was Derek. I opened the
door. "Hey Derek," I said trying to sound casual.

	"Hey Trev. What took you so long? And who's this?" Derek asked.

	"Oh yeah, Derek this is Jon, he just moved in. Jon this is my
friend Derek," I said. The two of them shook hands. "We were, uhh,
right in the middle of something when you got here."

	"Oh ok. I just wanted to stop by to say I was sorry about
yesterday," Derek said.

	"Yesterday?" I asked, puzzled.

	"Yeah, the arcade...remember?"

	"Oh yeah," I answered. Geez, was that only yesterday. I felt like
ages ago. "Well, it's ok."

	"Cool. Well, I was gonna ask if you wanted to go to the mall or
something but you have a guest so..." he paused, "Wait a
second...what's that on your lips...and his too?"

	Oh fuck! In our haste to get downstairs to the door, we had
forgotten to wipe the cum off of our faces. I looked over at Jon and
saw a scared look in his eyes. My heart was pounding in my chest. Shit!
I had to think of something quick. "Ummm...well...we were just...uhh,"
I was totally frozen. I was so petrified, I couldn't think of anything
to say! Jon just stood there, unable to say a thing. "The thing
is...we...ummm...it's nothing," I stammered.

	Derek didn't look fooled. No wonder, after I had just made an
idiot of myself. "It is too something!" he said, sounding suprised.
"Why else would you be so nervous?"

	"Me? Nervous? No, I'm no nervous," I said, trying desperately to
salvage this. "Why would I be nervous? I mean I have nothing to be
nervous about so obviously I shouldn't be nervous. Heh heh. I mean if
you're not nervous, why be nervous?" Now I was just rattling off
jibberish, I was so nervous. Well, I fucked that up.

	"If I didn't know better," Derek said, "I'd say that was cum on
your guys' faces!"

	I tried to look suprised "Cum?!?! Come on! Are you suggesting
that me an Jon...were...you know...that's just ridiculous dude!" I said
trying to act insulted. Jon joined in with a few little comments here
and there trying to lead Derek away from the truth. I wasn't working.
Not by a longshot.

	Derek reached up toward my face. I tried to bat his hand away,
but he wiped his hand across the cum on my upper lip. He brought it up
to his nose as I tried desperately to think of an excuse to explain
what I knew was coming next. "Dude, this IS cum!" Derek exclaimed.
"Were you guys having sex?" Derek asked.

	"Us...having sex...me and Jon?" I said, with fake suprise. "Of
course not! That's just idiotic...what were you thinking you pervert?"
Jon had given up trying to convince Derek and was standing quietly in
the corner.

	Derek looked at me seriously. "Trevor, you know that I don't care
about you being gay. I told you that a while ago. And I don't care if
you guys were having sex. I'm not gonna hate you, ok? I'm just
curious."

	I looked at the floor. "Okay Derek, you're right. I guess I gotta
learn how to lie better," I said, trying to ease the mood a bit.

	Derek laughed. "Damn right you gotta learn how to lie better!
That was pathetic man! None of it made sense. I could tell something
was up." We all laughed. At least Derek seemed to be taking it well.
And Jon didn't seem too upset about being exposed. It was probably a
good thing that I had told him about Derek before.

	"Thanks for understanding man," I said to Derek. Then I looked at
him seriously. "Derek, you gotta promise me that you won't tell anyone
about this, ok? My parents would kill me if they found out."

	"Sure man," Derek said. "I wouldn't do that. You know that."

	"Thanks Derek," I said with a smile "I'm glad to have you as a
friend."

	"Yeah thanks a lot dude," Jon chimed in. "It means a lot to me
too."

	"You're welcome guys. It's nothing," Derek said. "But don't start
getting all mushy on me...I'm NOT gonna end up in a three-way with you
guys!" Derek said with a laugh. We all started laughing at this. Derek
really had a way of making everyone feel comfortable around him.

	"So," I said to Derek, "you still wanna go to the mall. Jon and I
could use something to distract us."

	"What, you think I wanna go to the mall with a couple of homos?"
said Derek, creating weird looks and my face and Jon's. Derek paused.
"Of course I do! Let's go, my car's out front." I breathed a sigh of
relief.

	We hopped in Derek's car and started the 20 minute drive to the
mall. Me and Jon sat together in the back seat. We tried not to put on
too much of a display for Derek, though it was hard. We held hands
pretty much the whole trip. Derek didn't seem too bothered by it. It
started to get really quiet. Derek tried to break the silence a little
bit.

	"So Jon, tell me about yourself," he said. "I know all about
Trevor already, so you gotta tell me about you. Does anyone else know
you're gay?"

	"Yeah," Jon replied, "I told my mom a while ago. We're really
close."

	"That's cool," Derek said. "Trev doesn't have enough guts to tell
his folks," he said jokingly.

	I smiled at Derek. "Very funny," I said. "You know my parents,
and you know damn well how they'd react."

	"Yeah yeah, I know," said Derek. "So Jon, the question all of
America wants to know," he said in a pathetic impersonation of a TV
reporter, "how was Trevor?"

	"What?" asked Jon, kind of in disbelief.

	"You know," Derek said, "How was he?" I started cracking up as
Derek did too. Jon was kind of stunned at first by he eventually
started laughing too. I guess he didn't know Derek as well as I did.

	After a while the laughter subsided and Derek looked at Jon.
"So?" he said.

	Jon hesitated, obviously a little embarassed to be talking about
this now. I didn't blame him. But after a while he said, "He was
great!" with a large smile.

	I smiled back. "Not as good as you babe!" I replied giving him a
peck on the cheek. Jon seemed suprised that I would do that in front of
someone else but he remembered that Derek didn't care and planted a
kiss on my lips.

	"Awww...how sweet," said Derek from the front. "Well, we're here.
So why don't you guys get out before you make a mess back there," he
said with a smile.

	We hopped out of the car and began to walk to the mall. We were
parked fairly close, because it was a Monday afternoon and not many
people were there. We walked in. The air conditioning in the mall felt
great compared to the 90-degree heat outside.

	We killed about 2 hours at the mall. We didn't really do much,
just wander around the place, but it was fun with Jon and Derek with
me. I bought myslef an old Nine Inch Nails CD and a new Nike t-shirt.
Jon and Derek both picked up a couple shirts. When we were done
shopping we went to the food court, where me and Jon insisted on buying
lunch for Derek.

	"That's really okay guys," said Derek. "You don't have to. I can
get it."

	"No way Derek," I said, smiling, "it's the least we can do for
you."

	"Oh fine," said Derek, faking defeat, "I guess I'm not gonna talk
you out of it."

	"That's better," said Jon.

	We sat down at a table and began eating (we got Arby's if you
care). We talked about everything in between bites of sandwiches and
sips of Pepsi. Everything, that is, except for me and Jon. That was
cool, I was glad Derek could still treat us as just friends and not
always talk about us being gay. But we talked about everything else. We
talked about the Cleveland Indians, telling Jon some stuff about them
since he'd just moved in. We talked about music, we all couldn't wait
to hear the new NIN music. And we talked about just about anything else
you could think of. We must've talked for at least an hour.

	Eventually we decided it was time to head back. We walked back
out into the heat, and to Derek's car, which was really hot from
sitting in the sun so long. Derek drove us back to my place and dropped
me and Jon off.

	"Ok now," said Derek, "you guys...have fun." He started laughing.
Jon and I did too.

	"Shut up you perv!" I laughed at him creating more laughter among
the three of us. Once the laughing calmed down, I said, "Seriously
Derek, thanks a lot for everything. You're a great friend."

	"Yeah," agreed Jon. "Thanks so much. You're great!"

	"Oh quit it guys," smiled Derek. "It's nothing, really. I just
hope someday I can find a girl that makes me as happy as you two seem
to be."

	Jon and I smiled at each other. "You will," I said. "You're such
a nice guy."

	"Thanks guys," replied Derek. "We should do this again, it was
fun."

	"Yeah," said Jon, "Maybe we'll call you sometime."

	"You better," smiled Derek. "Okay, I'll see you guys later."

	"Bye!" Jon and I both shouted as Derek drove away.

	We went into my house and back up to my room. My parents weren't
home yet so we were free to...enjoy ourselves. We sat down on the bed.

	"That was fun," said Jon. "Derek's really cool."

	"Yeah, he really is. But he's nothing compared to you," I said
with a smile."

	"Oh quit it," said Jon, blushing.

	"Hey, you're blushing," I laughed.

	"I am not," said Jon, also started to laugh.

	"That's ok," I said. "You look so cute when you blush!" And I
leaned over to kiss him. Our tongues snaked back and forth in each
others mouths as I ran my hands through his silky blond hair. We layed
back down on the bed and kissed and cuddled for a while. We didn't
really have sex, but even holding Jon, and cuddling with him seemed
just as good. Kissing him felt so great. Even just looking into his
eyes, I could feel this connection with him that I'd never felt before
with anyone else. It was the most amazing feeling, I can't even begin
to describe it.

	But our moment was interrupted by the ringing of the phone. I've
never been so pissed off to hear a phone ring. I jumped up and picked
up the phone. "Hello."

	"Hi," came the voice at the other end, "this is Jon's mother. Is
he there?"

	"Oh yeah," I said. "Hold on, I'll get him."

	I handed the phone to Jon. "It's your mom."

	He picked up the phone and talked to his mom for a couple
minutes. It sounded like she wanted him to come home. I guess it had to
happen sooner or later. Jon hung up the phone. He looked sad. "I gotta
go home now Trev. We have company or something."

	"Ok," I said, feeling kind of depressed. "I'll miss you so much.
I'll be thinking about you. Call me or something."

	"I will," said Jon. "You don't have to ask me Trev. You know I
will," he smiled.

	I smiled back. "Ok Jon. We gotta get together again...soon!"

	"We will," said Jon.

	"Ok. Well, I love you and I'll think about you all the time!"

	"Same here babe," smiled Jon. "I love you so much. You make life
worth living."

	That just made my heart melt. "You'd better get going before I
have to rip all your clothes off again," I said with a laugh.

	Jon laughed back. "Yeah, I wouldn't trust you, you pervert."

	We laughed for a couple minutes before Jon finally had to leave.
We kept calling out to each other until his bike was finally beyond
earshot. Geez, I missed him already.

	I went back inside and watched some TV to try and take my mind
off of Jon. But I kept thinking how wonderful he was, and how lucky I
was to have him. And how hard it was to spend a minute away from him!
Oh well, I'll see him again soon, I told myslef. I sat for a while in
front of the TV, not really even noticing what was on, just thinking
about Jon, and how perfect he was.

	My thoughts were interrupted by my mom coming through the garage
door. "Hi Trevor!" she called.

	"Hi Mom."

	"Is Jon still here?"

	"No," I replied. "He left a little bit ago."

	She walked into the room. "Oh ok." she said. "So, what did you
guys do?"

	"Not much."

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End of chapter 3. There now, that didn't take me long to write, now did
it? :) Sorry for the delay...extreme case of writer's block...fun fun
fun. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it. Not much in the way of new
developmets, but those are coming soon. As always comments are welcome
at JasonS182@aol.com and drop by the website at
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writing another story :)

I'm going back to school on Monday the 30th...I can't wait...NOT! :)
Anyway, that means that updates will probably be even slower than they
already are...if that's possible. There is a slim chance I'll be able
to get chapter 4 done before Monday but I doubt it.

I again want to thank everyone who's taken the time to e-mail me or IM
me. I can now hold conversations with 5 people at once :) And last but
definitely not least, I have to thank Chris for some of
the...inspiration...hehehe. See Chris, I told you I'd thank you :)