Date: Wed, 3 Oct 2012 20:12:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: micah cooke <x_emoboi_x@yahoo.com>
Subject: Paper Cuts Chapter 1

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Paper Cuts Chapter One


     "Minamoto no Renmaru," called the headmaster's secretary coming out of
Headmaster Giles's office. "You can go in now," said the elderly woman with
a smile motioning him to enter the huge office.
     Ren bowed slightly after entering the headmaster's office to the man
behind the desk. He walked uneasily toward the forty-something man behind
the massive desk. The wall of the office was lined with portraits of
previous headmasters of St. Philips Academy.
     He knew he hadn't done anything wrong, so he couldn't figure why he
had been called from his geometry class to report to the headmaster. Ren
usually tried to stay as far as possible below the radar as possible. The
surprising move to America after his father's sudden death made him even
more shy and withdrawn then he had been before. At least here in America he
wasn't called a hafu, a half-breed, by the pure-bred students at Funagata
Academy he had until recently attended.
     "Excuse me sir, have I done something wrong?" Ren asked worried he had
somehow broken a rule unknowingly. "If I have I am very sorry and will not
do so in the future. Please forgive me." He said bowing repeatedly to the
man behind the desk.
     Giles smiled at the young handsome half-Japanese fourteen year old boy
as he crossed the large room to a chair in front of his desk. Ren was still
smallish at only 5'6" and 110 lbs., but Giles suspected the young teen had
yet to hit his growth spurt yet. His delicate androgynous face and jade
green eyes were often hidden by his long dark brown emo styled hair.
     Giles had once dated the young boy's mother, Mary Elliot, at
university. But that was before she had met and later married Minamoto no
Fusasaki. The teen carried much of his mother's good looks, reminding him
of her during their time at university. They all had become the best of
friends, managing to stay in contact even after the couple had returned to
live in Japan.
     Mary knew she could trust Cole Giles to keep an eye on her only son,
while she took care of straightening out her late husband's computer
software business. Ren had started to become more and more reserved at the
school and at home even before his father had died suddenly. She chose to
send the young teen back to the U.S. in hopes to get him away from the
terrible memories of his father's death. Mary wanted to ensure Ren was safe
and had a chance to heal in peace away from the memories of the dreadful
day.
     "No Ren, you haven't done anything wrong. I just wanted to check and
see how you were settling in here at St. Philips." Giles said smiling at
the teen. He suspected the sudden upheaval from Japan where Ren had spent
most of his life and his father's horrible death still had the poor lad
traumatized.
     "I'm fine sir," the boy said meekly wishing he was back in class where
he could disappear. He learned the teachers here at St. Philips tended to
leave him alone when he didn't raise his hand. He did well in his classes,
so they didn't feel it necessary to call on him very often. They also
understood he was still no doubt getting over the sudden death of his
father.
     "What sport are you doing this term?"
     "I'm on the water polo team sir. I plan to try out for the swimming
team in the winter and if I don't make the team I want to try for the
diving team. I haven't decided what to do in the spring as of yet."
     "Have you made many friends yet?" Giles asked.
     "No Sir. My art keeps me busy."
     "Yes, Miss. Jones tells me you are very talented. I look forward see
some of your work at the Fall Festival."
     "Thank you sir," Ren said modestly. "Is there anything else sir? I
have water polo practice now."
     Realizing he wasn't going to get too much more out of the teen he
demised him. "No Ren you are free to go. Know my door is open should you
need anything at all."
     "Thank you sir," Ren said standing and giving the headmaster a curt
bow, before turning and leaving.
     Ren walked across the campus to his dorm room. He suspected his mother
was behind his questioning in the headmaster's office. He was well aware
she had gone to university with him. Didn't she realize how humiliating it
was to be called to the headmaster's office and questioned as if he were
ten years old and being sent off to school for the very first time like a
homesick child.
     Ren was actually glad his mother had sent him to America. It saved him
from being further humiliated by some of the other students at Funagata
Academy who were jealous of his family. He knew they hated him because he
was a half-breed and was distantly connected to the Imperial family. They
felt he shamed the Imperial family and his own by even being alive.
     One friend, who he had felt very close to, betrayed him after luring
him into performing oral sex on the friend. Ren didn't know until the next
day right before classes started, the whole thing had been taped and
uploaded to a gay website. He was sent a link to the posting on his
phone. The caption for the video said for a good time contact Ren and
listed his email address. They made sure all his water polo, swimming and
diving team members had been sent the link. He had to change his email
address and hated lying to his father and mother about why he changed it.
     Ren had been trying to figure out how to gracefully quit the teams
without his father being disappointed in him, his father's death saved
him. He felt guilty, but was glad it had happened before he had to tell him
he was planning on quitting the teams. Ren was relieved his father had died
before discovering him disgracing his family by being a neko, a fag.
     He felt ashamed his deepest secret had been discovered; then used to
humiliate him and he was glad his loving father was dead. He wondered what
his ancestors thought about him disgracing the family in such a way. He
felt as if he were in exile here in America from everything he had ever
loved, but he was less anxious here away from Japan. None of the other boys
here knew the secret and seemed to be friendly, but he wasn't ready yet to
trust anyone. Too many years of being harassed about being a half-breed had
left him withdrawn and shy.
     Classes were over now and the dorm hallways were filled with students
rushing to their rooms to change out of their uniforms before rushing off
to various team practices. St. Philips required every boy to participate in
a sport each of the three terms.
     Pat came rushing in to the room tossing his book bag on his bed and
stripping out of his clothes tossing them all over the room. He was 5'10,
145 lbs. of solid muscular seventeen year old teen flesh. Like all the rest
of the water polo and swimmers he kept himself completely shaved, except
for his hair. Pat's light brown curly hair was kept short.
     Ren was surprised when he discovered Pat and a number of other boys in
the gym showers shaving one another. Ren found himself getting hard as he
watched them take turns kneeling in front of one another shaving their
crotches and balls. Most of them had gotten hard as their teammates shaved
them, laughing at each other and cracking jokes about their respective
sizes and abilities in bed. Some of the hairier boys even bent over and had
their butts shaved as well. The shavers often joked that the holes seemed
looser than a few days before and asked if the boys had been visiting the
stables.
     One day he couldn't take it anymore and quickly rushed into a bathroom
stall and whipped out his thin hard four inch uncut dick and started
jacking for all he was worth. It had been a few weeks since he had managed
to jack off since he had gotten to the school. But the scene in the shower
had been too much. He only lasted a few minutes before letting out a roar
as he came hard splashing himself completely with the massive load that had
been building up. He tried to clean himself up the best he could with the
toilet paper, before leaving the stall.
     Ren was startled when he discovered one of the junior varsity lacrosse
players standing shirtless and barefoot at the sink in front of the stall
he had just exited. The boy was beautiful at nearly 5'10" and around 135
lbs. and very toned with just the hint of a six pack. The mysterious boy
smiled at Ren when he exited the stall.
     "Feels good to rub one out doesn't it?" The blond teen asked Ren,
causing him to blush. Laughing the boy said, "Don't be embarrassed we all
have to do it when the need arises. It sounds like it's been a while since
you polished the wood."
     "Yes," Ren whispered. "It does feel good." He muttered still
blushing. He felt like a deer caught in a car's headlights.
     Ren couldn't believe it he had always tried to keep others from seeing
or even hearing his jack off before, especially after what had happened at
Yukio's house. Yet here he was with a handsome American teen talking about
his climax minutes before after jacking off in a bathroom stall in the
locker room.
     "Damn dude you must shoot like a fire hose! Here let me help you, you
missed a bit," turning Ren towards him. The mysterious teen ran a finger
along Ren's right cheek scooping up a splash of cum he had missed when
wiping up in the stall. Grinning right at Ren he opened his mouth and stuck
his finger in and sucked it clean. "Nice tasting too."
     Ren was in shock at what had just happened. This teen had just eaten
his cum. Was this some test to find out if he was gay and start the
bullying over, did the boy like him, or was the teen just messing with him?
Ren was shaking all over for fear of what the answer might be.
     "Haven't you ever eaten your own cum before? I thought all guys
have. I certainly do and so do most of my friends when we have a circle
jerk. Haven't you? I for one love the taste of cum, and you certainly have
some of the best I've tasted in a while." The boy asked with a huge smile
on his face.
     Ren just shook his head no. He was feeling his skin start to really
burn from blushing. He looked down quickly before the boy asked the next
logical question, then have you tasted someone else's cum? He had to get
out of here quick before he got into trouble. He liked the school too much
to risk being labeled a fag and have to go through the harassment he had
gone through the previous year and a half.
     "I've really have to get back to my dorm, I must go now." Ren said
quickly bowing to the teen and racing to his locker not bothering to put on
any underwear, just his shorts and a tee and his running shoes. He grabbed
his gym bag and rushed out of the locker room narrowly avoiding running
into Pat and some of the other water polo team members.
     The teen got a good glimpse of Ren naked as he hurried to dress and
escape the locker room. Damn, he thought, the kid was cute as hell and no
doubt gay as well from his reaction to what had happened in the
bathroom. Zach grinned, he had a project now; he was going to make Ren his
boyfriend before the end of first term or his name wasn't Zachary Eric
Petersdorff.
     The first thing he needed to do was find out more about him. Pat, his
roomie would be a good start and maybe even get Marc Meyerhoff, who worked
in the administration building, to see if he could dig up any info on the
shy beautiful boy who had captured his heart on the first day of school.
     Ren was panting hard by the time he had gotten back to his dorm
room. What was going on? Why had the strange teen scooped up and eaten his
cum and tell him it was delicious? His breathing was becoming normal again,
but his heart was still pounding.
     His photographic memory would not let him forget the teen. The boy's
amazing blue-green eyes just seemed to draw him in leaving him
speechless. His pink and perfect lips made him want to smother them with
his own. The beads of sweat running down his toned smooth chest to his
stomach and what lay sleeping beyond made him start to thicken once
again. He tried closing his mind to forget the teen but his smile just
would not fade. It seemed to make Ren's heart race even faster as he
pictured it.
     Ren crumpled to the ground in front of the small shrine of his
ancestors and begged them please not again. "Please don't make me fall in
love with this American like I did with Yukio. I can't share my heart again
and have it destroyed." Tears streamed down his face as he stared at the
shrine. "What more can you, my ancestors, demand of me for shaming my
family? Isn't my killing my father enough to cleanse the shame and taint of
my blood payment enough? What more do you want of me?" Ren sobbed loudly on
the floor.
     If he had only had the courage to commit seppuku when he shamed his
family after being caught by performing oral sex on Yukio, then his father
would still be alive. The internet would ensure his shame would live
forever. Millions of people able to watch forever as a half-breed noble
Minamoto family member joyfully serviced a pure blooded Japanese commoner
like a whore. He was grateful his tormentors chose for some reason not to
send the link to his parents. He would have killed himself knowing how much
he had shamed and disappointed them.
     Ren looked up from the floor wiping his tears away and noticed the
time. Pat would be back soon, he often stopped off at friends' rooms to
chat before dinner. He grabbed a towel before rushing to bathroom showers
on his hall to clean up after all the things that had happened to him that
afternoon. He was nearly finished dressing by the time Pat returned to the
room.
     "What's up dude," Pat said cheerfully as he entered and tossed his gym
bag on the floor. "Coach missed you taking a shower, but it's cool I
covered for you saying you took a quick one and left before he came into
the locker room. You ok?"
     "Yes, thank you. Sorry you had to lie to Coach Dunn. Forgive me," Ren
said softly, uncomfortable at having caused his roommate to have to lie to
cover up his sudden departure from the locker room.
     "No problem, that's what friends and roomies do for one another
right?" Pat said as he stripped and changed for dinner putting on fresh
boxers and a tee shirt, but wearing the same shirt and socks as he had worn
to class. Ren couldn't understand this, but accepted it as yet another
strange American trait.
     "Yes," Ren whispered.
     Pat grabbed his still knotted tie from his desk slipping it over his
head and his school blazer from the back of his chair, "Come on Ren dinner
time. I'm starving from the work out at practice."
     Ren turned off his laptop and followed Pat out the door. Pat as usual
tried to engage Ren in conversation, but as usual he only answered in as
few words as possible. They soon entered the dining hall and headed to
their assigned table. Then it happened, Ren saw the boy who had eaten his
cum wave at them and start to head over to their table. He started to
panic. The boy was going to expose him to his roommate his life was over.
     "Hey Pat, wanna come over to play some Halo 3 before study hall?"
     "Hell yeah, I need to kick your skinny lil' ass again," he chuckled
playfully punch the boy in the arm.
     "Who's this?" The boy asked smiling at Ren, causing the smaller boy's
heart to pound in fear and arousal.
     "Oh shit you guys haven't met yet? Zach this is Ren, Ren this is
Zach."
     "You a gamer Ren?" Zach asked smiling.
     "No, just Go and," Ren said hesitating as he tried not to think about
the bathroom incident, but failing. "Chess," Ren said continuing his
sentence while avoiding looking at the handsome boy.
     "He's one hell of an artist though, you should stop by sometime and
see all his stuff on the walls. It looks like you're looking at a
photograph sometimes it's so good. I feel like I'm Japan sometimes when I
look over at his side of the room." Pat said proudly grabbing Ren pulling
him against him in a hug.
     "Most definitely I'll stop by to see more of you Ren," Zach said
grinning as he reached out to run a finger down Ren's cheek where he had
earlier scooped up the splash of cum. Ren shivered and became instantly
hard from an almost electric shock from the touch. "Sorry it looked like
you had something on your face there." He said before turning and heading
back across the dining hall to his own table. Zach smiled and waved back at
them before he sat down at his table.
     Ren was stunned and horrified. He began to blush at what had just
happened to him. He sat down quickly next to Pat as the diner gong sounded
the beginning of dinner, hoping no one had seen his hard-on caused by
Zach's electric touch. He kept his head down as he passed his plate to the
head of the table to have his plate filled. The only words he spoke the
entire meal were yes, no and thank you. All he wanted was for the meal to
be over, so he could go and hide.
     He was so filled with shame. He prayed silently to his ancestors to
make his hard-on go down, but every time he glanced up and looked towards
Zach's table he seemed to catch Zach looking at him and it got harder. Why
was this happening to him again? All he wanted to do was sketch and water
paint. Only then was the pain of living gone. In that perfect world
everything was right. His father was alive and smiling proudly at Ren and
his artwork. And he was free to love and be loved. There was no shame and
dishonor to his noble family.
     Once dinner was finished Ren ran back to his dorm room. He pulled out
a large sketch book concealed behind his bed. Taking a deep breath Ren
flipped it open half way to a page that had been torn out and crumpled. The
page had been smoothed back out and placed back in the sketchbook. Ren
stared at the face of a handsome long haired Asian teen, shirt unbuttoned
and chest partially exposed. Several necklaces hung around the boy's neck
and one arm was up holding his head at a slight angle as he leaned against
what appeared to be a corner of a desk.
     "Why Yukio? Why?" Ren whispered aloud as tears streamed down his face
dropping on the sketch. His tears began once again to soak into the paper
as they had so many nights in the past after his best friend's
betrayal. How many nights had he cried himself to sleep asking that
question, why?
     Finally after long minutes of staring and crying over Yukio's sketch
Ren closed the sketch book and put it back in its place behind his bed. He
took off his school uniform hanging up his blazer and pants. Ren changed
into a tee-shirt and pair of lounge pants. He threw his shirt, underwear
and socks into his clothes hamper. Before settling down to do his homework
he went over the sink in the room and splashed water on his face.
     Ren was busy working on his homework, while listening to Hyde as Pat
entered the room. By the time Pat had returned Ren had changed out of his
school uniform and was wearing a Gackt tee-shirt and a pair of lounge pants
covered in images from Code Geass. Pat had once commented to Ren, he seemed
to have a lot of Code Geass stuff. Ren told him it was one of his favorite
manga and anime series.
     "Hey," Pat said with a smile as he entered the room and started
stripping down to his boxers. Ren looked and nodded at him in
acknowledgement but said nothing. Pat draped his shirt and jacket across
the back of his desk chair. When he reached inside his boxers to scratch
Ren turned red and quickly turned around to continue to do his homework.
     Pat smiled to himself as he caught Ren stealing glances at his body in
the dresser mirror as he undressed. Zach was right Ren was probably gay and
way deep in the closet. If he wasn't already dating Jen at Hampshire
Academy he might have considered trying to date Ren, he was pretty cute. He
was going to enjoy watching Zach trying to work his magic on Ren. He
thought Zach was in for a long hard uphill battle to get into Ren's pants.
     Ren was pretty quiet and shy. He often had red eyes, but Pat doubted
he was pot head. He figured it had to do with his father's death. They must
have been really close, for the wounds to still be hurting that much. All
he knew was Ren's father had died in September of the year before. Pat
thought Zach and Ren would make a cute couple. Zach's bubbly personality
would get Ren out of his emo funk and out into the world.
     Pat agreed readily to spy for Zach to help him with Ren, well after he
and Zach had some fun. He hoped Ren turned out to be a horn dog, because
Zach had a high sex drive. Pat knew Zach wore out his first boyfriend here
at St. Philips the year before. He felt sorry for the senior by the end of
the year. The boy broke up with Zach over the summer saying there was no
way a long distance relationship was going to work, since Zach was still in
high school. Personally Pat thought the guy's ass couldn't take it
anymore. Zach was like the energizer bunny when he fucked. He preferred to
top, but Zach would bottom if asked. He just figured if you didn't ask, it
meant you wanted to be fucked and he was more than happy to oblige.
     Pat still had a semi from his bout of pounding Zach into his bed after
beating him at a practice session of Halo 3. They had a standing agreement
who ever lost got fucked by the other. Pat was always pleasantly surprised
Zach didn't mind losing to him a couple times a week. He figured Zach
secretly loved taking his big thick uncut nine inches hard and fast, though
he liked playing it cool. Sometimes it just seemed like he lost whatever
game they were playing a bit too easy.
     Once Pat was finished with everything he had to write at his desk he
hopped on his bed and picked up the copy of twelfth Night he was reading
for literature class. He causally glanced over at the mirror on Ren's
dresser. Ren was still glancing at him every now and then trying not to
look as if he were checking Pat out. Pat had to smile to himself; the more
Ren looked at his nearly naked body the more he blushed.
     Ren could not understand what was going on with his body. For the most
part since he had arrived at St. Philips Academy he had managed to control
his hard-ons. It was as after if the latest shaving scenario in the locker
room shower with the jerk off session in the bathroom and his discovery had
opened Pandora's Box and he was unable to close it. At dinner Zach's
glances at him had kept his dick almost constantly hard and now Pat's
constantly nearly naked body was doing the same thing. Ren previously had
no issues with Pat lounging around in their room only in his boxers or on a
couple of occasions on a particularly hot night naked.
      He kept working on his homework, but couldn't help glancing at Pat
through the mirror on his dresser. He accepted the fact most all of his
fellow teammates of the water polo team were good looking, but there was
something about Pat that made him uneasy. Then it dawned on him, it was
Pat's dick. Pat was larger than most of the other boys he had seen in the
locker room and showers. Soft Pat was a good fairly thick six inches and
hard it expanded to a monstrous thick nine inches.
      No wonder he didn't mind parading around naked in the locker and
showers. No one else had anything to compare to Pat's massive specimen of
manhood.  He felt so inadequate compared Pat even though he knew it
foolish, since they were two different people. Pat was nearly eighteen and
he was only fourteen. Ren realized in time his dick would grow larger, but
was sure it would never reach Pat's impressive size.
      Ren began to wonder what Zach's dick looked like. He imagined it had
to match his handsome body. Not as muscular as Pat's but so smooth and
tan. His nipples the color of coral, so small and hard like that of a
mechanical pencil's eraser. The sweat slowly dripping from his chin down to
his toned chest then running down to the top of his shorts.
      Why was he remembering that first meeting with Zach? Sometimes he
hated his photographic memory. His first meeting with Zach would be burned
into him forever. Absently he reached down and slid his hand inside his
lounge pants grabbing his rock hard four inches and began to slowly stroke
it up and down as he pictured Zach.
      Suddenly Ren jerked his hand out. What was he doing? Blushing
fiercely he glanced over at Pat who was now lying on his bed reading some
book for a class. Thank goodness he was still sitting at his desk, so Pat
could not see he had been jerking off. Could things get any more
embarrassing?  Just when he didn't think it could he saw Pat's hand slip
inside the slit in his boxers. At first it looked like he was just
adjusting or scratching his cock, when Ren recognized the slow up and down
stroking movement. Oh my god Ren thought he's jacking off! He quickly
returned to reading his American History book, but after a minute or so he
had to look to see if he was still doing it. He was!
      Ren's heart started beating faster. He wanted to look away, but
couldn't. Pat was now stroking a bit faster now. Ren glanced back down to
his book again as soon as he saw Pat with draw his hand out of his
boxers. He didn't want to be caught watching his roommate jerking off. If
he did the label from Funagata would follow him to St. Philips. He heard
Pat shifting on his bed for a couple of minutes. Ren waited until he was
sure Pat wouldn't be looking and glanced over again at him.
      His mouth dropped open at the scene he saw on Pat's bed. He was no
longer reading his book. Pat was completely naked and now seriously working
on jerking off. His legs spread wide and he used one hand to stroke up and
down the shaft, while the other worked his balls. Fortunately it looked as
if his eyes were closed, so he wouldn't notice Ren now openly watching him
beat off.
      Ren reached down and started jerking off almost in prefect time with
Pat. He watched as every now and then Pat would lick the pre-cum dripping
from his fingers, before continuing to jerk off. Ren wanted to do the same
thing, but was deathly afraid Pat might open his eyes and catch him thus
forever label him a faggot and destroy any happiness he might find here at
the school.
      What Ren didn't realize was Pat still had his eyes barely open. He
was watching Ren's arm move up and down as he watched Pat beating his meat
on his bed. He thought it was so cute the younger boy was trying to keep
him from actually seeing his hard dick as he beat off to his body and
cock. Pat had no doubt Ren was gay now, but also could tell Zach was going
to have to work hard for this boyfriend. Ren wasn't going to be like Devon,
the senior the year before who loved being fucked by a ninth grader.
      Pat was starting to get close to blowing his load for the second time
that night. Earlier he pumped his first load deep inside Zach's tight
little boy hole, and now was going to paint himself with another load
thinking about how sexy Ren looked. He was starting to breathe faster as he
stroked his dick even faster.
      "OH FUCK! SHIT! YES!" Pat groaned as he began to shoot. He fired five
thick heavy blasts of cum towards his face and chin. As usual Pat's first
three shots landed on his nose and mouth, while the last two hit his chin
and neck.
       "FUCK! I needed that!" Pat sighed as he rested from his climax.
       He opened his eyes a bit wider as he heard Ren start to make little
gasping sounds. Pat thought it just made Ren seem even more adorable trying
to keep the sound of his climax down. Then he heard Ren grunt loudly,
obviously finally cumming. Ren's face looked so sexy all scrunched up with
his eyes closed. Pat squinted his eyes again, so as not to spook his young
roommate.
       Ren couldn't believe he had just jerked up in the same room as his
roommate. He prayed he had been quiet enough not to let Pat know what he
had just done. He would be completely shamed if Pat discovered what had
happened. Ren knew he was going to have to get into bed with his lounge
pants filled with his wet cum. Hopefully it wouldn't take Pat very long to
fall asleep so he could get up and change to drier sleepwear.
       He heard Pat shift loudly on his bed again. This time he was
reaching down for the boxers he had worn earlier in the day. He used the
dirty boxers to clean the cum from his face and neck, before tossing them
towards the center of the room as if he could reach his clothes hamper from
across the room.
       "Night Ren," Pat called across the room turning out his desk lap and
darkening his side of the room, before climbing between his sheets.
       Ren was shocked at how causal Pat was about the whole
thing. Treating the whole affair of jacking off with his room with another
boy as if it were completely normal and expected. He was so surprised all
he could think to do was say goodnight and climb into bed and turn off the
light.
       Pat knew Zach would be pleased with everything he had learned that
night concerning Ren. He wondered if he should bet Zach how long it was
going to take him to get into Ren's pants, but the longer he thought about
that it would be too cruel to Ren. Ren seemed like a sweet kid to do that
to; instead as long as Zach promised not to hurt Ren he would help get them
together. He was starting to think of Ren like a little brother, and from
what he could tell Ren desperately needed a big brother he could trust and
feel safe with at St. Philips.
       Ren waited patiently for about an hour before risking getting up to
change out of his now cold sticky cum filled lounge pants.
       "Pat, Pat?" Ren softly called over to his roommate. He waited
listening carefully to see if Pat responded. Nothing, he was safe now. Ren
stood up and pulled off his lounge pants, balling them up to try to wipe as
much as the drying wet cum out of his sparse black pubic hair. Carefully he
inched his way towards his clothes hamper, the incoming moonlight kept him
from the most part crashing into anything big. Then as he crossed the
middle of the room his small feet caught on something and he fell with a
loud crash.
       He lay quietly on the floor for a moment, terrified Pat would wake
up and turn on the light to see what was going on, but nothing
happened. After a minute or so laying on the floor half-naked Ren reached
down to see what his feet were tangled up in, when he felt a cold wet
puddle of cum Ren realized what happened. He had forgotten about Pat's
boxers in the middle of the room and had gotten tangled up and tripped.
       Ren pulled them off his feet, heart still pounding from making so
much noise when he fell. He looked over towards Pat's bed, seeing that he
was still asleep, Ren brought Pat's boxers up towards his nose. He inhaled
deeply and was overwhelmed by the heavy musk of teenage boy and the earthy
smell of rich teen cum. The intoxicating smells of sweaty teen and cum made
his four inch uncut cock harder than it had been in a long while. Carefully
he looked over at Pat's bed, still no movement. Not even thinking about it
Ren licked some of the cold cum from Pat's boxers. Even cold it didn't
taste too bad.
       Light streamed into the room from the full moon bathing Ren in its
almost seductive splendor. He felt almost as if another force was
controlling him as he pulled off his tee-shirt and sat in the moonlight
naked holding Pat's boxers to his nose inhaling deeply. He reached down and
began to stroke himself. Even though the boxers belonged to Pat, Ren's mind
went to Zach. He wished that they had belonged to the handsome boy from the
bathroom. He closed his eyes and began to stroke him himself, before long
he dropped Pat's boxers in front of him as he moved into a kneeling
position. He was stating to make small gasps as he approached his climax.
       Not meaning to Ren moaned softly a single word as he climaxed all
over Pat's boxers, "Zach!" Panting he collapsed over the boxers he had just
sprayed with his cum. It was several minutes before Ren finally sat back up
wiping the excess cum from his dick grabbing another pair of sleep pants
from his dresser and pulling back on the discarded tee-shirt and climbing
back into bed and drifting off to sleep.
       As Ren drifted off, he couldn't believe he had just jacked off in
the middle of his room with his roommate sound asleep and to make things
even worse called out Zach's name as he climaxed. Yet for some strange
reason he felt at peace. For the first time when he dreamt of his father he
was not crushed and covered in blood. Instead his father was dressed in a
formal kimono as was Ren. They were sitting on the porch of the family's
tea house looking out at the garden. He felt the older man's arm drape over
his shoulders and love and pride seemed to flow from him. Ren slept with a
smile of his face for the first time since his father's tragic death little
more than a year before in Sendai.
       Unknown to Ren was the entire series of events had been watched by
Pat through slanted eyes. He had been waiting silently to catch Ren
changing his lounge pants and tell him it was okay to jack off with another
guy in the room or even on the same bed. Pat almost burst out laughing when
Ren tripped after getting caught up in his discarded cum soiled boxers, but
somehow managed to restrain himself.
       Just as he was sure Ren was about to continue towards his dresser
where Pat planned to spring his trap, the young boy picked up his
boxers. He waited to see what was going to happen. He wasn't
disappointed. The whole jack scene in the moonlight had to be one of the
sexiest things he had seen in a long time. He climaxed almost at the same
time Ren did. Pat pumped his load into his cum rag kept under his
pillows. He didn't know how he managed to do it, but he kept from crying
out as he blew his massive load. Ren was certainly a sexy lil' teen that
just needed a bit of brotherly advice and direction to point his towards
Zach for love to bloom. If done right Ren and Zach would a fucking cute
couple. What made the whole thing even better was the confirmation Ren
seemed to like Zach.
       The next morning Pat smiled at Ren as they headed to the bathroom
for a quick shower before breakfast. He grinned when Ren started to blush
and turn away from looking at Pat's dick. Pat thought it was humorous Ren
had seemed to have reverted back to his shy self after the night before
activities. They finished their morning ritual before heading to
breakfast. Pat couldn't wait to tell Zach about the night before and
Ren. He was looking forward to playing cupid to the shy Ren and constantly
horny Zach. It was going to be a fun year at St. Philips.


End of Chapter One


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