Date: Fri, 05 Jan 2001 19:20:43 -0000
From: Jamie <virus@dial.pipex.com>
Subject: Chris-and-Jamie  Chapter 16

Same stuff - don't read this is u r underage or u don't like reading stories
of love between two boys.

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`Chris! Chris! Chris!' We were all screaming at the top of our voices and
had been for the past two hours.

Out in the darkness, we had been searching the grounds since night had
fallen the day after the incident in London. After Chris had left me, no one
had any idea where he had gone. "Running out of the house in tears" was the
only description Elaine was prepared to give us. Her lips curled upwards in
an evil smile. I could've killed that woman, if I wasn't held back in Paul's
tight grip.

It was now pitch black, and the silhouette of Eileen had long since fallen
to her knees in a hopeless realisation that she had lost her son. It was my
fault entirely. Why had I told him to get out? If only I had understood how
he felt. David had called to explain what had happened the night before. It
wasn't to cheat on me that he had kissed David; he was absolutely paralytic.
If it hadn't been for a chance meeting with David's angry Grandmother, he
would never have even gotten home. I couldn't hold it to him alone.

Now we had been trudging through the fields of the estate for two hours and
there was still no sign of him. I decided to go back to the house and get a
quad bike. On this I could easily cover more ground.

Slipping into the helmet I turned the key to start the engine. The bike
roared into action and I sped off towards the wood. I easily found the small
tree house that we had erected in the spring and heard the familiar sobs
coming from its peak.

Crawling into the dark space, I found a hunched-up black figure crying in
one corner. The musty smell of oak was clouding around me, and I could see
little in the darkness. Suddenly the moon burst out from behind a cloud and
showered the world in a glowing light that illuminated the room.

`Chris?'

The question was unnecessary -- I knew that it was him. A few sniffles later
he replied. This was the turning point. I just let it all out. My grief and
sorrow welled up inside me as I poured my soul to the boy I loved.

`Chris, I'm sorry -- really. I didn't meant to flip like that. I couldn't
help it. When I saw you and...when I saw you together, I thought...I thought
that you were...'

He had stopped crying, his mouth had fallen to the floor.

`You're sorry? I'm the one who cheated, not you. It was my fault.' He had
begun to fill up again. I skated over to him and put my arms around him.

`So...truce?' I asked timidly, not knowing what the answer would be.

After a brief eternity he slid his hand into mine, and held it tight.

`Truce.' He said, wrapping his lips around mine. His tongue poked the
entrance to my mouth and I finally felt it enter me. I returned the favour
and a long game of chase ensued.

`Chris! Chris!' I could still hear the others calling us.

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How we ever managed to get back to the bed I will never know. I was all for
making love in the middle of the cold field -- I needed Chris that much. I
had to get into him. Chris, however, was more for the normal
"lets-go-to-bed" idea. My hand was soon tracing its way down to the top of
his jeans and I started to undo them.
After managing to get my hand inside his boxers we continued to kiss. I
could feel the silky smoothness of his penis in my hand as I started to work
my gentle hand over it. The pre-cum had started to ooze out and down the
shaft, some dripping on his light patch of pubic hair.

I ended our amazing breath taking kiss and crawled off him so I could pull
his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. Chris obviously liked my
ministrations as he was moaning and thrashing around on the bed.

I just couldn't wait any more I had to taste his meat; I started to lick up
his shaft, leaving a trail of shiny salvia behind. Then I circled the weapon
around the head of his penis and worked my way under the small flap of
foreskin covering it. Starting to apply suction, he loved it he started
thrusting into my mouth.

After a few more bob's I stopped and pulled off him, a thin strand of
pre-cum connected the top of his shiny slick penis to my lips; it soon broke
as I moved away. I stood before him, as I quickly dropped my clothes,
completely naked his eyes roamed over my milky whites pinkish body, and down
to my own engorged 6 and a half inches of meat, begging for attention. He
quickly removed all the clothes he was wearing and sat on the bed looking at
my body like it was the first time he had ever seen it. I clearly remembered
the cold October night, when we had first made love to each other. It was
the day that I had told him that I was gay. He had confessed a similar
secret to me on that day. It was special for me.

Chris scooted closer to the end of the bed were I was stood and wrapped his
smooth legs around mine, the feel of his bare legs on mine caused my penis
to jump.

I forcefully pushed him back onto the bed, and straddled his waist again but
now with a new idea in mind other than kissing, I wanted to feel him love me
now.

With one hand I reached behind me to make sure his slippery salvia/pre-cum
coated penis found it's way to my opening. I could feel the head rest
against me and my whole body shivered. With a deep breath I lowered myself
onto his midsection, my tight hole stretching to accommodate his fat penis.

I winced in pain as he entered me but soon the warm fuzzy full feeling
overcome me as his pubes tickled my balls. I sat still for a moment looking
into my lovers face, his eyes were tightly closed and he had a look of pure
bliss on his face, he almost looked like he was gonna cry.

His hard penis banged my prostate gland; the amazing tingly feelings from
his assault flowed through the back of my legs and through my spine. As he
withdrew it felt like my entire orgasm was going with it. He started to jack
me off with full force as his stomach muscles clenched repeatedly; he was so
close and so was I.

Suddenly I felt it; the pressure in my balls, forcing my love juice up
through my dick and in ark's through the air, landing on Chris's chest and
face. The juice just kept cumming and I bucked and clenched with the
pleasure I got from the excitement of the nerve endings in my dick. Just
when I thought I had run out of juice, I heard Chris whine out loud and
thrust one more time into my ass, and then I felt his warm love juice flood
my insides, and I came some more.

That night was one of the closest periods we had ever had with each other.
There was all the time in the world for our love -- we had made up at last.

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Happy New Year!

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