Date: Thu, 7 May 2015 21:24:34 -0600
From: Jesse Hamill <jesse.hamill88@gmail.com>
Subject: The Love of Rainn: Chapter 4

Jesse Hamill

May 7, 2015

This is a love story between two consenting males and contains sexual
themes and graphic depictions of sexual acts. It is by no means a sex
story, and focuses on the relationship and romance first. This is also work
of fiction. All characters in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to
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The Love of Rainn: Chapter 4


Rainn wasn't sure what to expect. Jesse's room could be anything, he
supposed. A sound studio, a penthouse suite, or even a castle dungeon. None
of these were out of question in his mind, but in the end it was just a
bedroom furnished like the rest of the apartment.

Jesse's room was neat and tidy with only a few socks thrown on the
floor. The walls were painted azure blue and he had the same dark brown
carpet from the living room. His bed, dresser, desk and shelves were wood
and were all stained the same golden oak color that suited the rest of the
room. The bed was even made, something that Rainn never did. The bedspread
was a deep royal blue and made Rainn weak in the knees to look at.

*Oh my god... that's where he sleeps!*

Jesse's room was spacious, but simple. Most notably, there was a large
picture window that overlooked the twinkling city lights, and opposite that
was a whole wall of shelves from that went from floor to ceiling.

Rainn walked in behind Jesse and looked around while Jesse turned on his
computer. His numerous shelves held mostly books. It looked like a small
library with all his books arranged by type. There were several college
textbooks in the first section by the door. Some of them were advanced
math, science, and computer programming languages. Then, there was books of
art and poetry, atlases, a dictionary and a thesaurus. In the center was a
complete set of fairly new encyclopedias and reference books. Next to that
was a whole bunch of paperbacks, mostly horror and thrillers from authors
old and new. Jesse also had about a dozen cookbooks from simple
home-cooking, classic French cuisine, Italian, Chinese, Japanese, Mexican
and Indian. Surprisingly, there was even a book on arranging flowers.

In the other shelves, he had a few knick-knacks, a record player and an old
manual typewriter. He had some old vinyl records, mostly Motown and
classical music, and several cases of CDs.

As Rainn moved further down the items became more personal. There were
photos of Jesse and Diana together, school photos, vacation locales, Jesse
on the beach, and both of them fishing in a large pond in the woods. The
last small section held dozens of composition notebooks, but they looked
personal and Rainn didn't want to pry.

While he was looking around, Jesse went into his closet and pulled out two
beanbags that were stuffed towards the back. He put them out in the middle
of the room and then messed with his computer.

"Hey, ...uh... what did you want to do? I got music, video games,
movies...." Jesse asked.

"Umm... music sounds good for now," Rainn said.

"Alright," Jesse said, "but I get to pick!"

"Okay... hipster!" he said, teasing. Jesse narrowed his eyes, but smiled.

Rainn took a seat on one of the beanbags and continued his visual tour. On
Jesse's dresser was a small statue of Buddha, a bronze sining bowl, an
incense burner, and some prayer beads.

*Jesse's a Buddhist. Hmm... who would have guessed? Looks like he's also
like a freakin' genius with all the books he has.*

Jesse sat at the computer desk as he put together a playlist for them to
listen to. Rainn waited for a minute or so before he asked Jesse where the
bathroom was.

"It's right down the hall by the kitchen," Jesse said. "Sorry the music is
taking so long, I had the update the computer... and restart the app,
and... blah..." he trailed off.

Rainn got up and decided to do to go to the bathroom and then get his stuff
from downstairs. He went to the bathroom and planned on using it, but he
wanted to look around, too. The bathroom was very clean, with white tile
and blue accents. There was a shower, a pedestal sink and a large
mirror. As Rainn was washing up, he checked his hair. He teased it a
little, but wished he could do more for his appearance. He always looked so
plain.

He went downstairs to get his things from the counter in the store, walking
past Jesse's mom. She was sleeping on the couch while the weatherman came
on and showed thunderstorms for the next few days. He grabbed his things
and returned to Jesse's room.

As he walked in, Fitz & The Tantrums were emitting from the speakers on
Jesse's desk. He was sitting on a beanbag with his shoes off.

"Hey, I wondered where you wandered off to," he said.

"Just getting my things... I thought I might draw the view from your
window," Rainn said.

"Cool, I want to see when you're done. Hang on a sec okay?" he said,
heading to the bathroom.

"Alright," Rainn said, seating himself in front of the window. He started
sketching, outlining the skyline and contouring the shapes. He was pretty
fast at getting things to look right, and was ready to add color when Jesse
came back in.

He had changed into a plain white t-shirt, pajama bottoms and glasses. They
were thick black frames, with a shape almost like cat-eyes, but a little
more square. He was gorgeous looking right then, and Rainn was finally able
to think who Jesse reminded him of.

"Hope you don't mind, but I wanted to get more comfy," he said.

"No, I don't mind at all," Rainn said. "...Hey, has anyone ever told you
that you look like--"

"Johnny Depp? Yeah, I used to get that a lot before I started wearing
contacts" Jesse finished, smiling.

"I didn't know you wore contacts," Rainn said, "I kind of like your glasses
better."

"Me too, but they aren't quite the right prescription anymore. And, they're
kinda heavy to wear all day."

As they talked, Jesse was rummaging in his closet. He took out an all black
acoustic guitar and started tuning it. Rainn smiled and was glad that Jesse
was going to play something, even if he wasn't that good. It was nice to
see one of his interests, as Rainn already showed him his art. He got the
guitar tuned to his satisfaction, got up to the computer and changed the
song. Ben E. King started playing his signature, "Stand by Me," and Jesse
turned the volume down just a little.

"This is my jam," he said, smiling.

He sat on the edge of the desk chair and played along to the bass and
melody. Rainn had to stop drawing because he was pretty good, and because
he loved that song. He watched as Jesse ran his hands over the frets and
fingerpicked the notes and bass. He looked so hot, Rainn was sure he was
blushing, or showing below the waist. Luckily, he was wearing baggy pants
and sitting in a good position to *adjust* himself.

"Wow..." Rainn finally said when the song finished.

"Thanks! I have to say though, between the two of us, you're still way more
talented," he said. "I got a glimpse of the skyline you're working on and
it looks pretty kick-ass."

Rainn laughed a little at that and Jesse smiled. They continued to listen
to music and work on their own projects for a while until Jesse started
chuckling for no reason.

"Hey, what's so funny over there? Do I have my fly down or something?"
Rainn asked, mildly concerned.

"No, no! Nothing like that. You're fine," he said, "I was just thinking
about my psychology class."

"Oh. What about?" Rainn asked, curiously.

"There's this concept in children's development called `parallel play.'"
Rainn thought that sounded familiar.

"Isn't that when kids are doing their own stuff separately when they're
supposed to be playing together?" Rainn asked.

"Yeah! Exactly. We're doing that right now," he replied. "I guess I'm not
that good at being a host... or hanging out with people. I don't know if
you noticed, but I'm not very social."

Rainn was't sure if he was being serious or joking, so he just replied
simply, "No, I'm perfectly content right here drawing. But..."

"But what?" Jesse asked, intrigued.

"I'm not sure I should say... she might kill me," Rainn said.

"Wait a minute... She?! Who you talkin' `bout?" Jesse asked, excitedly.

Rainn grinned, thinking Emily would murder him next time he goes to
work. "Well, I know a few people that have noticed you avoiding them..."

"Come on dude! You're killing me here! Who we talking about??"

"There's a certain... waitress... that has tried..." Rainn started, but
couldn't finish for the giggles. Emily was totally going to kill him!

"Ohhhh..." Jesse said, wolfishly. "Sorry, but she's not really my type. I
kinda like... brunettes." He was looking right at Rainn, and was a bit pink
at his cheeks as he finished. "Well, I mean... that was my last
relationship, but I won't drag up ancient history."

Rainn's heart was beating at twice the normal rate and he felt a little
light-headed.

*Did he mean... me?? I had him totally pegged for being straight. Have I
been wrong?*

It was fine if Jesse ended up actually being straight, Rainn was used to
being disappointed in love. Every friend Rainn made was straight, all the
way back to Johnny what's-his-name in the second grade. Somehow Rainn
wished he could meet someone like him. He didn't even know anyone else at
school that was gay. But, if Jesse wasn't straight...

"Well anyway..." he said, "Enough of this parallel play crap." Jesse got up
and went to his desk and pulled out two controllers that he plugged into
his computer.

"No TV, but I got some games and movies on here," he said pointing to the
screen. The monitor was as large as a flat screen TV, so they would't have
to hunch over the screen. He loaded up a character fighting game, Smash
Bros, and handed Rainn a controller.

They sat next to each other on the beanbags and proceeded to try knock the
crap out each other in-game. Rainn was actually a pro at these types of
games, but he let Jesse win a few rounds before he pummeled him into
submission. Rainn fought back mercilessly and knocked Jesse of the screen
several times.

"Damn, dude! You're kicking my ass here!" Jesse said, after being walloped
by a baseball bat.

"You gotta bring it man. Just imagine my character is Mark. That's what I'm
doing with yours," Rainn said, smiling. "Hey, I thought these games were
made only for the Nintendo consoles?"

"Well, that's technically true, but..." Jesse said, "I might know a few
ways around that. I'm studying computer science in some of my college
classes."

"Aha. Clever, clever," Rainn said. "...Wait, you already started college?"
he asked, grabbing a power-up and sending Jesse flying.

"Jeez!" Jesse replied, as his character died and re-spawned, "...Oh,
yeah. I basically finished everything early at my old school, but when I
transferred, I was still missing one class to graduate here."

"Oh yeah? Which class?"

"Gym, if you can believe that. All I do at school is go to my college web
classes and gym."

"So... basically... what you're telling me is that..." Rainn started, as he
narrowly escaped a death blow, "you're some sort of... evil genius
mastermind?"

"Well, I don't know about the genius part. I mean I was reading at three,
and doing algebra in fourth grade... like everyone else. But the evil part
is definitely true," he said, finally having hit Rainn's character off the
stage.

"I see..." Rainn said smiling. "I wouldn't have guessed that you're gifted,
or whatever they call it. You don't seem the like the type," Rainn
said. "...well, until you put on your glasses."

"I know right?" Jesse said, grabbing a power-up for himself. He knocked
Rainn off the screen for a second time. "Hey, did I do thaaat?" he said in
his best Steve Urkle impression.

They both laughed at that for a while, but then Rainn looked at clock and
his heart sunk. It was fifteen minutes till ten.

"Hey, I gotta get home soon..." Rainn said, a little crestfallen.

"Oh yeah, it's getting kinda late, huh?" Jesse responded.

Jesse got up and put the controllers on the desk before putting his shoes
back on and shutting down the computer. Rainn grabbed his stuff and checked
to make sure he had everything.

"Okay, you ready?" Jesse asked, tying his red canvas shoes.

"Yeah, I think so. I hope I didn't forget anything."

"That's okay. I'll pick anything up and hold it for you."

"Thanks, that would great," Rainn said.

"Or... I could hold onto it for a while, and then, when you're a famous
artist, I'll sell it on the internet!" Jesse said.

"Too funny," Rainn replied," but seriously, I need to get home soon or my
Gran will kill me."

"Alright, but let's be quiet on the way out, I think my mom already went to
bed."

Sure enough, they heard a gentle snoring from the other end of the
hall. Jesse quietly grabbed the keys for the jeep and led Rainn down the
stairs and out the door. They got in and Jesse backed out into the peaceful
empty street. They drove not really saying anything till they reached
Rainn's house. Rainn grabbed his bag and got down.

"Thanks, it was fun hanging out. You should come over sometime, too..."
Rainn said.

"Yeah, that would be awesome. I want to see your room--uh... and your
artwork and stuff," Jesse said, a little red.

"Maybe after my shift on Friday?" Rainn asked.

"Yeah, I can make that work," he replied.

"Then it's a--" Rainn paused. He nearly let "date" slip from his
mouth. "--plan," he finished.

"Cool, man. See you at school."

"Yeah. See you," Rainn said, closing the passenger door.

He waved as Jesse drove away, and walked to his door. He fumbled with his
bag as he went in to see his Gran. She was sewing a blouse in her sewing
room and was happy to see Rainn.

"How'd it go? You have fun?" she asked.

"Yeah, we have a lot in common," Rainn said.

"Good, I'm glad," she responded. "I know that you're in your teenage years,
and hate to hear this..." she began, "but, I'm happy you have a new
friend. You haven't had many of those recently, except the young woman at
the diner."

"You know Gran..." he said, "me, too."

He gave her a kiss on the cheek and headed to his room.

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As Jesse laid in bed after driving home, he found that he couldn't
sleep. Rainn was occupying all of his thoughts. He knew from his past
experiences that making a move on an assumption could be messy. Jesse lost
many friends when he "accidentally" touched their hands, or sat too close
to them.

*I mean, I don't really have much to go on, he thought. That asshole called
him some names, but... so what? Does that mean Mark knows that Rainn was
really gay? Or not?*

Jesse had a few close calls tonight. He almost said that he liked guys! All
he hoped for was that he didn't wear his heart on his sleeve too
much. Jesse's gut feeling was that Rainn felt the same way about him,
but...

*I mean... There was a few things he said that might mean...*

As his head and heart struggled with his conflicted feelings about Rainn,
he felt a gentle pressure building in his pajama bottoms. At least one part
of his body knew how he felt about Rainn...

He slipped his hand underneath his waistband and slowly groped and rubbed
himself to his full hardness. He played through different scenarios is his
mind as he handled his full six inches. Rainn, of course, was the star in
each one. Jesse slowly stroked himself, using the pre-cum flowing from his
tip as lube. He moaned as quietly as possible and used his other hand to
fondle his balls.

All he could see was Rainn's green eyes between slow strokes of
pleasure. He moaned again and wondered what Rainn looked like naked. He was
glad he was laying there in the dark because his face was probably bright
red. He always blushed when he was being intimate.

As he got close, he let his legs stretch out and stopped to listen in case
his mom overheard him. He wasn't sure how loud he was getting, but he
didn't hear his mom walking around, so he continued.

Jesse moaned as he released, shooting streams in his underwear and down his
hands. He saw stars he came so hard. He shot five good loads, soaking the
front his boxer-briefs in a hot, sticky mess. It felt good to relieve
himself like that, but Jesse hated the mess he had on his hands, literally.

*I really should have used some tissues or something, he thought.*

He got up and changed his underwear, carefully bundling them in his hamper
to hide the mess until he got a chance to wash them. He didn't need to have
any kind of "talks" with his mom anytime soon.

He looked at the small statue of Buddha on his dresser as he changed. He
wasn't ashamed of being gay, it was who he was, but he wished it could be
easier to find someone who was like him. Or better yet, someone who liked
him back.

In the past, he upset many of his friends by misinterpreting signs that
didn't exist. He was hurt and rejected so many times that he didn't make
new friends anymore. Jesse had even been beat up a few times and worse, but
he never held a grudge against any of them. As he saw it, they had only
reacted with fear and misunderstanding.

As he looked at Buddha, he grabbed his prayer beads (his mala), sat
crosslegged and prayed for peace and love. He had became a Buddhist after
taking a world religions class. The more he read about it, the more he
liked it. Jesse embraced his new spirituality because it didn't judge him
or who he loved. Buddha taught the virtues of acceptance and learning to
love who you are in the present. Jesse really liked that idea.

Feeling more relaxed, he accepted the fact that Rainn may or may not be
gay. Jesse decided that he wouldn't ruin his new friendship trying to
figure it out. Rainn was his only friend since he moved here, and right now
that was more important than trying to play Love's foolish game.

After breathing deep, repeating a few mantras, and anchoring his thoughts
to the present, he felt more at peace and decided to go to bed. Jesse slept
soundly and dreamed of a world where he and Rainn held each other in their
arms.

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Author's note: Well, this is the first of the hot stuff to come (no pun
intended), and there will be more in the future! This is also the first
time we see things through Jesse's perspective and we will see more of
that, too.

Copyright Jesse Hamill and nifty.org 2015. All rights reserved.

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"Stand by Me" is the property of Ben E. King and Atlantic Records,
Copyright 1962.