Date: Sun, 11 Jun 2006 23:57:59 EDT
From: Wstp12345@aol.com
Subject: Unforgettable 3

	After my last encounter with Nick, I felt so gross. I felt used and
cheap and dirty. I probably took about five showers that day. There was
just something about the whole experience that was degrading. Even though I
was having hot steamy sexual encounters with Nick, the guy that I have
wanted since I realized I was gay, it just wasn't right. Something was
totally wrong about the whole experience.

	I stayed true to my promise to Nick though. I never spoke a word
about it to anyone, not even Wendi and she's my best friend. I kept my
mouth shut. To tell you the truth, I wanted to forget it and get out of my
mind as quickly as I could. The fact that I steered clear of Nick
throughout the rest of my sophomore year and the summer before junior year
helped a lot. When I would get invited to summer parties, I would find out
that Nick would be there, and I would make up some lame excuse about why I
couldn't come. It pissed me off that I was allowing Nick to make my
decisions about my life, but I just couldn't face him. It would be too
weird.

	The ducking and dodging was supposed to last through my junior year
as well, but there was one small problem. I got my schedule and when the
first bell rang, it was time to go to first period. My first period was
Pottery I. I don't know why I chose this class last year while I was
scheduling. All of my friends had taken it last year in their sophomore
year, but I chose not to. Now, I was going to be in a class with a bunch of
immature sophomores. I walked into the classroom and saw my friend,
Amber. I decided to take a seat by her and we started talking about how the
first day of junior year was going for both of us. Then, he walked in. It
was Nick. He walked in carrying a blue folder and a math book.

	"Looks like we're not the only juniors in this class, thank God,"
Amber said, seeing him before I did.

	I turned my head and our eyes connected. At first it looked like he
was just going to ignore me or something and walk to another table, but
that didn't happen. His eyes brightened up and that grin that he had on his
face both days that we did shit appeared. He started laughing and came over
and placed his books at our table.

	"Is this seat taken?" He said as he sit down on the stool. What if
it was? Would he have really gotten up? I wanted to say something, but
Amber beat me to it.

	"No. It's yours now, Nicky baby."

	That slut. Amber is such a slut. She wanted on Nick's balls since
we were freshman. Let me tell you about Amber before I go on anymore. Amber
is your typical Barbie doll without the plastic. She has bleach, and I mean
bleach, blonde hair. She has fake contacts that make her eyes look
blue. She tans on a daily basis. She has a good tan, but her skin is always
dry and she has spots. I tell her she's going to get cancer, but does she
listen?

	Nick just stared at her, and that at me. He didn't say anything
though. He looked past me at the door. I looked back and saw Andy walk into
the classroom. Andy was Nick's best friend. Andy was so fucking
gorgeous. He was like a Greek god if there ever was one. His broad
shoulders were amazing. He was the strongest kid in our grade. You could
always find him at the gym working out. Andy was as tan as Amber, but he
didn't fake bake. He was so hot and he took a seat next to Nick, across the
table from Amber and I.

	"I didn't know you took this class, dude," Andy said as he sat his
books down and sat on the stool. He and Nick shook hands.

	"Yeah. I had to pick something to fill up my schedule. Potter just
seemed to be the right thing to take."

	"This class fucking blows balls, dude. There's not hot girls in
it."

	Amber smacked the table at that comment. Andy looked at her and
smiled. He winked his left eye and blew a kiss to Amber. Amber was in her
glory and she got really excited about that.

	"Of course there's always you, Ambo. You know I love you."

	"I love you too, Andy."

	I was getting sick and it wasn't even 8 o'clock yet. So Ms. H took
roll and started to go over the classroom rules. They were the usually
respect others bullshit that every teacher preaches to the class. I wanted
to see her incorporate that rule in this classroom. It was full of juvenile
delinquents and people that wouldn't give a damn about getting in
trouble. Ms. H also told us that where we were sitting was going to be our
assigned seats until the end of the year. When she said that, Nick and I
instantly looked at each other. I tried to play it off and looked away
really quickly. When I thought it was safe to look back I did. He was still
looking at me. This time, he smiled and winked. I shook my head and sighed.

	The end of the day came rather quickly. It always does on the first
day. It's like a mirage of what the year will really be like. You think
that your classes are easy and it's going to be a great year, but then the
second day is what gets you. The homework comes and all that good shit.

	I walked out into the parking lot with about half of the school. I
just got into school when the bell rang so I had to park all the way at the
end of the parking lot. I walked down the lot and saw my black convertible
BMW sitting in the parking lot. A lot of people were looking at it. They
knew it was mine. It was no secret to the school that my parents were
wealthy as fuck and had money coming out of their assholes. If they only
knew how lonely it is to be rich, they wouldn't make such a big deal about
it. Anyway, I threw my books into the car and was about to get in when I
heard a horn honk. I turned around saw the same red truck that I was in
last year. The same red truck that I was in when I gave Nick head for the
last time and he fingered me. I tilted my sunglasses down and saw Nick
motioning me to come to the window. I did.

	"What, Nick?" I was not in the mood to hear whatever he had to
say. He noticed. He laughed as well.

	"Don't sound so thrilled to see me, Miller."

	"What do you want?"

	"We need to talk. Meet me at Pete's Point. Now."

	"Fine."

	I walked away and got into my car. Nick drove off and I started the
car. Pete's Point is the place that over looks Echo Valley, our town. You
can see the entire town from up there. Besides being a place with a great
view, PP also provides a place for the local couples to go and have sex in
their cars, just like in the movies. Why would Nick want me to go up there
and meet him?

	I lost Nick once we got onto the highway. But then I saw him turn
onto the road that leads up to the hill. I thought twice about making this
right. Why not just go straight and go home? Why am I going to go up here
when I really don't want to? That was just Nick. He had this hold over me
and I did whatever he wanted. I drove up the hill for a while, behind
Nick. We finally approached the hill and he found a spot to park his
truck. I parked right next to him. Nick got out of the truck. Without
saying a word, I did the same. I followed him over to the rocks that were
basically the edge of the Pete's Point. We stood there in complete silence
for about five minutes. It seemed like over an hour though. I was just
waiting for him to say something. Finally, he did.

	"Why are you being really weird, dude?" Nick said this while
throwing a rock over the cliff. He looked at me, waiting for my answer.

	Was he serious? How was I not supposed to act weird?

	"What are you talking about? How am I acting weird?"

	"In Pottery today, you didn't say anything to me. It was like Amber
and Andy talked the whole time and me and you just stayed silent."

	"What were we supposed to talk about?"

	"I don't know. Something."

	"Well I didn't really know what to say to you. I haven't really
talked to since...you know."

	"Yeah."

	"And I just didn't know what to say to you. I don't know."

	"Justin, I don't want you feeling weird about what we did last
year."

	"You said you never wanted to talk about it. You didn't want anyone
to find out. I never told anyone. I never brought it up."

	"I know you didn't. But we can't just like act like it never
happened. And we can't be weird around other people in school. People are
going to pick up on it and they are going to start wondering what
happened. I'm surprised Andy didn't say anything today."

	"Well I'm sorry."

	"You have nothing to apologize for, dude. Just tomorrow, talk to me
more. Don't just sit there and add a few comments to Amber, here and
there. Because if you do, I'll have to sculpt a penis out of clay and beat
you over the face with it, just like I did last time."

	Nick did something I never thought, in a million years, he would be
able to do again. He was able to bring a smile to my face. I tried to hide
it because the comment was so stupid, but I couldn't I started laughing. He
did as well. The awkward moment was broken. We were both laughing
hysterically.

	"You do that and I will have to kill you, Nick."

	"You couldn't touch me if you tried."

	"I don't know. I've been working out this summer. You see these
pythons?" Who in the hell was I kidding? Not myself. I was working out, but
there was no real results, or at least what I thought.

	"Yeah I can tell. Your shoulders are starting to poke out. And I
think your arms are getting better."

	Nick took hold of my arm and started squeezing it. The squeezes
turned into rubbing. I looked at him. He stopped.

	"Yeah... My parents just put a gym in our house. I was bored over
the summer so I decided to start working out."

	"Your own gym, huh? That must be sweet. I wish I had my own
gym. You should let me come over and work out some time."

	"If you wanted to."

	"Sweet. So what do you want to do now?"

	"I don't know. I'm probably just going to go home. I didn't sleep
much last night, you know, with the first day of school and all. I'm
tired."

	"Well... We're just going to have to wake you up a bit."

	Nick lunged at me and grabbed my by the shoulders. I tried to fight
him off, but he was too strong. He started shaking me around, trying to
"wake me up" from my tiredness. He pulled me back and my ass touched his
crotch. I could feel that his monster cock was starting to get hard in his
pants. We both knew what was going on. Instead of fighting it, I started
pushing my ass back into Nick's dick. At the same time, he was pushing
forward. The friction from our pants and me sliding my ass back and forth
on his crotch was making his dick grow. It was starting to poke out and I
could feel it in my ass. He pulled my entire body close to his and started
sucking on my neck. He moved to my ear.

	"Feel what you're doing to me?"

	Nick grabbed my hand and placed it behind me and onto the outline
of his dick through his blue jeans. I looked into his eyes and gave it a
squeeze. This made him moan. With his eyes clothes he was pleading with me
to keep squeezing it, keep rubbing it. I did as I was told, causing more
moans out of him.

	"Do you like that, Nick?"

	"Fuck yeah! You got me so fucking hard, Justin. I'm hard as a
fucking rock. Now you have to help me out with this thing."

	"You want me to suck it?"

	"No. I want something else."

	Nick turned me around so that I was facing him. He reached around
my back and took both of my ass cheeks into his hands. He squeezed them and
moved his finger into the crack of my ass. My jeans weren't that tight so
he was able to push into my asshole and I was able to feel it.

	"Nick, I don't know."

	"Come on, Justin. Just this one time. I promise that I won't be
rough. I just need to fuck something and your ass is so tight. I remember
from last time. Please."

	Nick was fucking begging me to fuck my ass. He started kissing my
neck again. I was getting so turned on by the entire thing that my dick
started talking for me.

	"Okay. I want you to fuck me."

	Nick's head bolted up real quick. He looked into my eyes and
smiled.