Date: Fri, 19 Mar 1999 01:36:52 PST
From: Jason Trower <jaytrower@hotmail.com>
Subject: Strawberry Boy chapter 5

Welcome back everyone! The story continues this week, some familiar things
and some new developments going on. And keep those emails coming,
jaytrower@hotmail.com. I love hearing from all of you, even if I cant
respond right away, I am making an effort to reply more. Anyway, you
probably arent reading this part so Ill shut up now =) Enjoy the story!

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THE STRAWBERRY BOY
Chapter 5

By Jason Trower


   The calm lake could be seen past the rooftops and a wonderfully fresh
summer breeze was blowing off the water as I poked my head out the window,
startling Aaron. I had let myself in his empty house and found him sitting
on the roof watching a small group of kids splashing and playing on the
beach. I climbed out and joined him catching myself before I gave him a
long slow kiss. I was catching myself doing that a lot lately. Kissing
Aaron of course, but I'm talking about doing it in public. Sometimes it was
the hardest thing in the world, to be walking down the street, sitting with
him, or hanging out with friends and not be able to put my arms around that
cute, slim little waist and give him a squeeze. I was so helplessly in love
and I wanted to show it to him every second of the day.

   "Come over for some lovin before I go to work?" he asked cheerfully. He
grinned at me and tried to look me in the eye but my sunglasses blocked
him. They were my protection from his lustful eyes. Lately it seemed that
anytime our eyes met we ended up naked, making slow sweet love to each
other. I smiled back noticing that his face was almost healed except for a
little bruising around his right eye.

   "I don't know, my back is still out of place from doing it in the car
last night," I said. "Funny, I always thought I'd have to wait until I
could drive to have sex in the back of a car."

   "You don't love me," he said, acting hurt, "give me back the ring."

   "I'm not taking it off EVER again," I said laughing, "sorry, Petey."

   Aaron hated the attention his black eye had given him, so naturally as a
good friend I had started calling him Petey, after the Little Rascals
dog. He hated that even more, or at least he acted like it. But we both
knew my teasing was just another way of showing my affection for him.

   "So what are you gonna do while I'm off scrubbing pans?" he asked,
giving me a joking sneer, obviously jealous that I had the night off.

   "Alex is bugging me to go to some party tonight. Guess I should, I've
barely seen him the past few weeks. Besides, maybe I'll find some hot chic
and get lucky."

   Aaron gave me a light smack on the back of the head as he climbed in
through the window. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it among the other
clothes scattered on the bedroom floor. I followed him to the bathroom and
finally got my arms around him, placing a gentle kiss on the back of his
neck and rubbing my face in his hair. I held him tight, feeling his strong
shoulder blades against my chest, my hands on his smooth warm stomach. He
turned his head and leaned back allowing our lips to meet. My hands were on
his chest by now, gliding over his soft skin, feeling the hidden ripples
and curves of his young muscles, pulling him against me. His hands held my
hips and his mouth opened releasing a sigh as my hand slipped inside his
shorts. I cupped his stiffening tool with my hand, just holding him,
enjoying his heat. He opened his beautiful brown eyes and looked into mine
and I knew we were going to make love again. He leaned his head back
against my shoulder and moaned ever so softly as I moved my hand
rhythmically on his cock.

   "Oh shit!!! Is that right?!?" he asked pointing at the clock in front of
us. "Damn, I'm late already."

   We both sighed, disappointed by our bad timing.

   "How about I stop over after the party?"

   "That could work," he said grinning, "mom will be working late, tell
your parents your staying here tonight, mmmmmm."

   My heart was breaking knowing he was going to spent the next four hours
miserable at the pizza shop. Oh how I wanted to drag him off to the
bedroom, but we had to practice our will power. Aaron quickly put on his
work shirt and we kissed passionately the whole way downstairs and to the
front door. One last long kiss and we parted ways.

   Alex arrived at my house about an hour later, proudly twirling the keys
to his parents car around his finger like a gunslinger. I spent the short
drive to the party daydreaming out the window. As we passed the pizza shop
I stared through the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aaron. I was so
preoccupied with the dreams and desires in my heart that I had barely said
a word.

   "Hellooooooooo?" Alex said waving his hand at me.

   "Huh? What?" I said realizing that he had been talking.

   "Are you alright?" he asked with a concerned voice. "You've been keeping
to yourself like some kind of a hermit for the past two weeks. And now
we're on our way to an unsupervised party and you're totally silent."

   "I'm fine," I said insistently. Ooops!! An image of Aaron in my mind let
a dopey grin slip out and Alex saw it.

   "Oh shit!!" he said with a wide smile, "You're in love! Who is she?"

   I was trapped! I had never expected this. I wasn't sure what to say, I
didn't have an excuse or a story, no fake name at the ready. I squirmed in
my seat a little and tried to think but I had no idea what to say.

   "Come on," he pushed, "who is she? What's she look like? At least give
me a hint, dude."

   "I'm in love, let's just leave it at that for now," I said with no trace
of the grin on my face.

   Alex seemed confused by my change of mood but let it drop. We made small
talk for the rest of the drive and soon arrived at the party, already in
progress. The driveway was packed with cars and I noticed Chad's
Jeep. Great, I thought to myself. Just the person I needed to see. Nothin
like a rich kid, who gets a car for his sixteenth birthday, beating up on
somebody because they don't love the right person. What the hell could Chad
possibly know about love anyway, the only person he's ever loved is
himself. My blood boiled but I tried to keep my cool. I reassured myself
that all I had to do was keep my distance from him for a couple of hours.

   The night was already in full swing. People were crammed into the house,
ear splitting music, and enough alcohol to drowned China. A pretty good
party by all means! I stuck with Alex and a few other friends but felt
akward and out of place as they eyed all the girls, often nudging me and
pointing out one in a short skirt. Sure I like girls, and they didn't come
any hotter or more available then at this party. I acted interested but I
couldn't seem to bring myself to even look at somebody else in that way
without Aaron popping into my head. I decided I needed to relax and let my
straight side run wild for a while. I headed for the kitchen in search of
some liquid courage. There was a huge metal tub in the kitchen filled with
ice and dozens of cans of cheap beer and I heard two voices from behind.

   "So what happened with you and Aaron man? I heard you kicked the shit
outta him over the weekend."

   Chad appeared at my side and rudely pushed his way in front of me to get
a beer, not even bothering to turn and see who I was.

   "Fuck that little bastard," he said, "He's lucky that's all I did to him
for tripping me like that."

   By the time I had thought it was too late to stop myself. I grabbed Chad
by the shoulder and spun him around. Before his eyes could even focus my
fist had made contact with his face. He staggered backwards, nearly falling
over the garbage can behind him. He reacted quick and charged at me,
slamming me against the wall and ramming his fist into my stomach. I tried
to get my arm free but he hit me in the mouth with his other fist. I came
back with another to his face and we struggled until I hit my head on the
wall. By now people had gathered to watch and to break us up. Chad took one
last swing and knocked me to the floor. I laid there dazed, propped up on
my elbows. Then I looked up and saw Chad's face. At first he had a confused
expression, as if he was trying to figure out why I had attacked him. But
soon it changed to almost disbelief. It was then that I realized what I'd
done. I had given myself away. Now Chad knew, it was me that Aaron had been
talking to on the phone. The short minute I spent on the floor seemed like
hours as my whole life replayed before my eyes. I felt as if it was a huge
turning point, as if I would never be the same person again. I got up and
walked out of the house. Alex chased me asking what happened and offered me
a ride home. I harshly told him I was walking and I'd see him later.
    
   I walked to Aaron's house, knocked and went in. Aaron came hopping down
the steps happily, excited to see me. Then, with a start, his eyes met mine
and he saw my face.

   "Oh shit!! Oh shit!! What happened to you?" he said running to me.

   "It's ok," I chuckled, "I got a few good punches in."

   "Who? Chad?" Aaron asked.

   "I was defending you, loverboy," I said forcing a smile and poking him
in the shoulder.

   A sad smile came across his face and for a second I thought he was going
to get teary. He put his arms around me and gave me a gentle hug. It felt
so good to hold his young body in my arms again. It was all worth it,
anything was worth it, as long as I still had him. I held him against me
and ran my hand through his hair. He pulled back slightly, closed his eyes,
and put his sweet lips to mine.

   "OOWWW!" I yelped as I jumped back. I hadn't even noticed my swollen lip
until then. In fact the pain was just now starting to sink in. My mind had
been full of a thousand thoughts and feelings, I didn't even notice how
much my face hurt.

   "Sorry. Come on, let's get you cleaned up," he said as he put his arm
around me and guided me up the stairs.

   Aaron lead me to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He turned back
to me and slowly took my hands in his, looking into my eyes. I could feel
such a genuine love radiating from him, like the warmth from a soft
fire. His eyes trailed down my chest to my waist and he lifted my
t-shirt. He pulled it off over my head, being careful of my sore face. His
soft hand touched my neck and slowly glided down my chest. I took off
Aaron's shirt, resting my hand on his shoulder and massaging it softly
before sliding to the back of his neck. I pulled him to me and held him,
feeling his chest on mine. Aaron began kissing my neck softly and I rubbed
his back, kneading his young muscles. His hands slipped down to my waist
between us and he unbuttoned my shorts. Aaron knelt down in front of me,
his warm breath blowing over my chest as he did. He slid my shorts down
letting me step out of them. He slowly removed my socks one at a time. Then
he gently pulled my boxers down, letting them fall to the floor. He stood
up, running his hands up the back of my legs and over my butt, then he
dropped his own shorts and kicked them aside with his foot.

   We stood naked, looking into one anothers eyes as the steam from the
shower filled the small room. We came together in a slow, warm embrace,
pressing our nude bodies together. We held each other for a minute, then
Aaron took my hand and lead me into the shower. We stood under the warm
stream as our hands explored our slick, wet skin. Aaron's skin was always
so soft and smooth, but I was amazed at the way he felt under my hands in
the shower. I wanted to kiss him terribly but I whinced in pain everytime
my lips touched him.

   Aaron turned me around, running his fingers through my hair. He poured
shampoo in his hand and began washing my hair, the sweet strawberry smell
filling my nose. He rinsed my hair and put his arms around my waist,
holding me against him in a gentle hug. Every move was so gentle and
tender, so sweet and slow. I turned and washed his hair, rubbing my soapy
hands up and down his back before rinsing. I held him around the waist as
he had done to me, but now my hands were finding their way to his beautiful
cock. I rubbed a bit of soap into my hand and rested my chin on his
shoulder. Aaron sighed heavily as my fingers wrapped around him and began
long, slow strokes. He pushed himself backwards into me, pressing my cock
between his smooth wet cheeks. His back arched and I rubbed his firm
flexing chest with my free hand. My fingers played with his nipples as I
quickened my strokes. His cock was like a rock, throbbing and swelling in
my hand. His breathing was fast and heavy, small squeaky wimpers slipping
out between gasps. I moved my hips in slow short thrusts, rubbing my hard
on back and forth in his slippery crack. Aaron reached back and held my
bottom in his hands, pulling me into him tightly. I wrapped one leg around
his, holding him with all my strength, grinding myself into his soft
ass. It was impossible to tell where I ended and he began, we were so
intertwined, working as one mass of warm wet passion. I could feel his
muscles becoming tense as his orgasm approached, but he bit his bottom lip
and tried to hold it back. His cock was throbbing in my hand, swollen, red
and aching. I pushed myself into him harder, his cheeks clenched around my
sensitive penis. We were both getting so close, our breathing and moaning
becoming faster and louder. Aaron's entire body was rigid and he grasped at
me as if he was holding on to life itself.

   "Uh, Uh, oh Jay," he gasped in a steamy, sexy voice, "Uh, I, Uh, I love
you."

   "Cum for...oh....cum for me lover," I whispered as my lips began sucking
at his ear.

   The pressure reached the breaking point. Aaron's body shuddered
uncontrolably as streams of hot semen shot from his cock. The feeling of
his pulsing meat in my hand sent me over the edge and I gave one last, hard
thrust into him as I yelled out, my cock spurting between our wet
bodies. The whole room spun and I held Aaron tighter to keep from
falling. Slowly the spasms subsided and we relaxed. Still wrapped around
each other we leaned against the wall, the warm water running over
us. Aaron turned to me, kissing my face and whispering in my ear.

   "It doesn't matter who knows, Jay. It doesn't matter what they do. They
will never separate our hearts."


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