Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1999 13:05:37 PDT
From: Luke
Subject: joshua-4

Disclaimer:
Y'know the drill don't read if you are underage or don't like stories about
two teenage boys, etc... Thanks to all the people who read this
Luv ya!

			       Joshua Part 4

It had been a week since the first day at school and Tom had become a real
good friend, he always picked me up when I needed it the most. He loved
been at my aunt's house and pestering her about magic. This pleased her,
the fact that I was making friends that were into her 'voodoo' magic. My
mum also liked him, actually her first words were "have you two done it
yet?" and she said it right in front of Tom, thankfully he just laughed,
mainly at me blushing and almost fainting. For some unknown reason my
sexual desire for Tom had grown immensely; maybe he and my aunt had put a
spell on me, nah that was too much, or was it?

Tom had never shown any interest in my advances maybe that was why I liked
him so much, the fact that he was straight. Damn! why did dating for a gay
teenager have to be so god damn hard? The week actually went by without me
thinking of Jason and the revenge I wanted to so badly inflict. But this
weekend I planned to stalk him, find out every thing I could about him,
plus Tom had promised to help me so I had someone to talk to while raking
through his garbage (only joking I'm not that obsessed).

I lay on my bed, letting the sun filter through the curtains and bathe my
naked body in its warm glow. A single shaft of the light illuminated the
tip of my erect 5-inch penis. A cold breeze rolled across my naked body,
causing shivers to run through out my entire being. My love tool slowly
jumped with each beat of my heart, I was so relaxed and content. My left
hand started to roam around my chest to rub at my erect nipples, waves of
pleasure spread forth from each touch, my body responded with a quiet
moan. My right hand slowly made it down to the small patch of pubic hair,
it didn't stop there it slowly made it's southerly decent to rub and play
with my balls. By breathing slowed and became heavy, I needed the release,
I needed it now. With visions of Tom in my mind my right hand started to
rub the tip of my penis, fingering the ridges slowly, getting the maximum
feeling out of my experienced fingers. My hand started to rub up and down
the shaft as I thrust my hips upwards. Wave after wave of pleasure passed
over my young body leaving behind a sticky coat of sweat; I was so close I
could feel it building in my balls. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of my
penis, causing it to become lubricated, my hand sped up to amazing
speeds. I was so close my hip jerked upwards as I called out Tom's name.

"I'm here for you dude!" the bedroom door crashed open and in bounded
Tom. The only thoughts I could muster were, 'OH FUCK!! Not now, I was so
close' I quickly grabbed my cover and wrapped my self up, I was now like a
cocoon, my dick pushed down hard into the bed.

"Tom what the hell do you think your doing, I was asleep!" I tried my best
to sound angry and sleepy.

"Asleep, oh really...?" Tom climbed on the bed and sat astride my body
using my butt as a seat. "Then you must have a serious sleepwanking problem
then ... hehehe" with each word Tom bounced up and down. "Hehehe.  And
shouting your best friends name in the process, what ARE we going to do
with you" all the bouncing was just too much. My penis had been ground into
the bed for the last time. The orgasm, which had been rudely interrupted
before, now came in full force my entire body shook as I let out a long and
satisfying moan, spurt after spurt of cum splashed between me and the bed,
yuck!

"Josh, dude I'm sorry I didn't mean to take it that far, sorry." Tom rolled
of me and back on to the floor, I didn't care I was in post-orgasmic
bliss. "Hurry up and get dressed and I'll meet you down stairs"

"Tom, wait!" but it was too late he'd already gone. I lay there for a while
remembering the feel of 'Tornado-Tom' bouncing up and down on me. I
sometimes call him 'Tornado-Tom' (but only when I'm mad) 'cause when he
embarrasses me he dose it quick and fast, and well, it just blows. I peeled
my self out of bed; a loud SHLUCK noise could be heard echoing around the
room. I headed for the shower, a big smile across my face, as my dick
pointed the way.

I was in and out of the shower in less than 10 minutes, usually I like to
stay in there and soak for hours, especially baths I think a wrinkled me is
just so cute: can't wait till I'm old. I quickly threw on a pair of tight
shorts, I planned on using my, ahem, assets as lethal weapons aimed at both
Tom and Jason, and a baggy blue T-shirt so I didn't accidentally 'shoot' an
old lady. Before I left the room I grabbed my lucky shades and cap; I
considered them lucky since I was wearing them when I met Tom. Bounding
down the stairs I saw that the front door was open and out on the porch sat
Tom, I took a place next to him. He looked over at me; his face was
plastered with the goofiest grin I had ever seen, and his hair was still
doing that incredibly cute spiky thing, it never seemed to change.

"What? What's wrong?" damn his infectious smile, it was worse than the
flu. I was now in Goofy Grin City -- great!

"Oh," he paused to sigh, "-- nothing"

"Liar, there's something up, now tell me what!" I was starting to get mad.

"Well, nah, it wouldn't interest you"

"The hell it wouldn't, tell me, please" I had started to whine I was quite
good at that, I thought about pouting my lips and batting my eyelids but
that would be going too far. I did it anyway.

"Well, only a day or too a go you were wearing diapers (sniff) and now your
masturbating. Soon you'll be heading off to college. I'll have to stop, I'm
getting all misty eyed" he broke out laughing, The bastard. I dove at him
knocking him onto the grass, I was that little stronger than him so it was
easy to pin him, of course after we'd had a little wrestle and I got in
some cheap thrills. I lay on top of him using my whole body to hold him
down. His legs came up to wrap around my waist, my erect cock pushed into
him with all its force.

Wait a minute. Unless I have two dicks (which I don't think I do) his erect
member was pushing back, cool! I looked down into his eyes, as soon as they
made contact electricity flowed, he lost his smile. Almost like a magnet I
drew closer, I desperately wanted a kiss; no resistance from Tom only urged
me on. Our faces only inches apart I could feel his breath upon me, our
stair never broke all I saw in his eyes was lust. 10 millimetres apart and
counting, 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ...

"Josh, Tom, if you're going to do stuff like that, do it in your room, not
on the front lawn where the whole world can see" both our heads jerked
towards the door, just in time to see my auntie wondering back inside the
house. Now I don't know about Tom but I felt like screaming FUCK!!! For the
whole world to hear. I looked down at Tom whose face was bright red; he
looked kinda sheepish, I tried looking for some of the lust I had seen
before, but it was gone. I sighed and rolled of him to lay beside him on
the grass, the sun stung my eyes I reached out go grab my shades which had
been knocked of during the wrestling, with the shades on I felt cool again.

"Err, Tom?"

"Yeah"

"... Nothing" I contemplated asking him what he thought had just nearly
happened, but thought against it. I mean was he gay and did he like me? I
mean what would I do if he said he loved me? Did I feel the same way? Or
was it just lust. That could be a complication I could live without for the
time being. " I think we should get going, Jason should be at the arcade
now"

"Are you sure?"

"Well we used to go there practically every Saturday when I knew him, he's
an arcade junkie"

"No, I mean are you sure you want to do this? It might lead to more
hurting" I looked over at him, he looked sort of sad, I gave him a little
smile.

"Yeah I'm sure, don't worry I can take anything he can throw at me" I
flexed what little muscles I had to make me look tough.

"Yeah, well lets just hope he isn't built like Mr T. 'cause those puny
muscles aren't going to do jack" a smile came back to his face as he lent
over and prodded one of my muscles.

"Oww! That hurts! Anyway I have one muscle that counts--" my hand went down
to grab my crotch, and in my best Mr T. voice I said, "--I pity the fool
who sucks my dick!" with that we both broke out in laughter. We both lay
there a while longer gathering our thoughts before we headed off to the
arcade.

About 20 minutes later and a really ridiculous conversation about penis
sizes having a direct relation to how dumb you were, we were crouching in
front of the window of the arcade peering in, the sun was shining on our
backs and was making us unusually sweaty.

My eyes darted around seeing if I could spot Jason. Jackpot! He was stood
all alone playing on one of the machines, it's a pain in the arse when you
have to play with yourself, but hopefully I'll be playing with him
soon. Jason actually had his back to me, but I could easily tell it was
him, the clothes said it all. He wore tight fitting blue jeans, showing off
his tight ass. I wondered for a second if it was a virgin ass 'cause god
knows I didn't get a piece of it! He also wore a white 'designer' vest,
almost like the one that Bruce Willis wore in 'Die Hard'; it showed off all
his muscles in his back and the nice tan covering his arms. He was such a
heartthrob! I pointed him out to Tom, but he was already looking, I guess
now he knows why I want to risk another round with him in the name of
revenge. I decided it was now or never, I had to get in there and talk to
him.

"Tom, I'm going in to talk to him--" I stood up and started walking towards
the door, stopping when Tom didn't follow, he was still looking at Jason
"--You coming? Tom?" he turned his head to me, he looked kind of worried.

"I'm going home" he said it almost in a whisper, he sounded depressed what
was going on?

"What? Why, don't you want to see me get revenge?" hell, I sure did.

"I'm going home!" he almost shouted it this time, scaring a little old lady
who was passing by. He turned and started walking off

"good luck! Don't bother ringing me later!" what the hell had crawled up
his ass and died? I went to say something, maybe even follow him and find
out what was wrong, but I had bigger fish to fry I'd deal with Tom at a
later date.

I walked in to the arcade, I was totally shit scared, what if he knew who I
was? I made my way over to him; he was playing on the street fighter game,
god I hoped he didn't recognise me. I stepped closer and coughed trying to
get him to turn around; it had the desired effect. When he turned around it
was all in slow motion and for a split second I hoped he had a pizza face,
no such luck, he was godly! In fact he'd changed his hair, it looked really
familiar where had I seen it before? He still unfortunately had that
hypnotic smile; damn I was lost, it would be a great interrogation
technique for the police, just get Jason to smile at them and they'd tell
everything, I know I would. I smiled back, for a moment I looked into his
eyes; the cold greyness stunned me. He studied me for what seemed like an
eternity; he finally spoke.

"Dude, have we met before?" his voice sent shivers down my spine, as the
actual question made me almost pass out.

"I doubt it" I played it cool.

"You sound familiar too, you English?" oh god brown trousers time, had my
cover been blown (before my dick -- hehehe).

"Yeah I'm over here saying with my aunt for a week, you wanna game of
street fighter?" I popped a couple of quarters in the machine, bending over
so my arse was up in the air, god I hoped he was looking.

"I guess I can beat the crap out of you, nothing else to do anyway" we
preceded to play, I took pride in the fact that I won every game, HAH!

"Dude! Your awesome at this, nobody's ever beaten me before, my names
Jason. Maybe we can be friends?" he extended his hand out to me, I just
looked at it.

"Friends? We'll see--" he had a weird 'this is strange' look on his face
"--and for point of reference my names not 'dude' it's T--T--Tyler." Lucky
escape, I almost blew it with the name though. Then I extended my hand with
a nice warm smile; he took it greedily and shook it with all his might. I
started to walk off.

"Tyler wait! Were you going?" he had a slightly panicked expression on his
face.

"For lunch ..." I started walking off again, I looked over my shoulder at
him "... You coming?" his face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Yeah, I don't mind" he started to follow me. That's it! I'm just so
smooth! I'm cool! Oh yeah baby! I had him following me like a little puppy
I was able to bend him to my every will, It was just too cool. At one point
I accidentally spilt coke on the table, all I had to do was to look at him
while brushing up against his leg and he rushed to get me some
napkins. When he got up from the table I noticed that he had a noticeable
bulge in his pants, he was hot for it.

A week passed, every day after school I'd rush to meet Jason at the arcade,
during school I tried to catch up with Tom but he kept avoiding me, and he
never answered my calls. What the hell was eating him? My time with Jason
was going perfect I had him eating out of my hand. Occasionally he'd get
hot and heavy but I'd never let him do more than kissing and I'd tell him
to stop, he looked totally dejected. He knew we both wanted it, but I was
in control, we weren't going to have sex until I said so.

It was Thursday, and I'd just told him to stop, he was getting too
randy. We were sat on his bed.

"Fuck! I don't get you Tyler, I mean I know you want it" he was so
frustrated.

"Oh, what's a matter my poor baby's got a painful hard on?" I started
laughing.

"Fuck you! Asshole, if you want to wait it's your problem not mine" He
folded his arms across his chest. I was still laughing. I reached over and
grabbed his dick through his shorts, boy he was hard, he let out a moan.

"It feels to me like you have the problem not me" I removed my hand, but
very slowly making sure that my fingers brushed along it's full length.

"Cock tease!" he brushed my hand away.

"I know. I'm staying over on Friday night" I became very serious.

"But you can't my parents don't allow people over when there out anymore"

"If you want me to fuck you, you'll find a way for me to stay" I had an
edge to my voice.

"But--but--"

"Don't `but' me boy -- unless it's on Friday night. Now get me a drink!" he
quickly got up off the bed and headed towards the door, just before he got
there the turned around.

"8 o'clock" It was all set he would be mine. I think I might be falling for
him again, scary thought I know. I laid back on the bed.

I lay on my belly, just to be nosy I poked my head under the bed among the
usual mess you'd find under a teenager's bed was a black folder. Hmm, I
wonder. I pulled it out to take a closer look. The cover was plain black no
indication to what lay inside; I opened it up. Inside were pictures of very
cute looking boys stuck to the pages with names and dates written under
them, their ages just below that and Jason's age just below them. The first
picture was of a 15 yr. Old; Jason was only 7 yr. Old when they must have
had it. Realising that this book must contain all of Jason's lays I flicked
through the many pictures to see if he had one of me. Sure enough he did, I
didn't even realise I had posed for a picture for him. I was so chubby and
my mum was right I did resemble Pugsley of the Adams family. My picture had
my name date and age underneath it. Then I noticed the picture besides it;
it sort of looked like Tom -- wait a minute it was Tom! I was shocked, Tom
and Jason, ewww. No wonder he's been such a jerk. Than I realised something
else Tom's picture was right after mine, he must have been the kid Jason
was screwing when I went over to talk to him! I had to talk to Tom. I put
the folder back were I found it and rushed out the room just as Jason was
coming back. I gave him a quick kiss as I was leaving and made up a phoney
excuse, he was a little pissed, but I reckon he'll be fine by tomorrow.

As I sped into my room and called Tom, I managed to convince him to come
over on Friday after school and before I went out. Friday came and he
didn't attend school, I ran home to ring him only to find him lying on my
bed looking up at the ceiling.

"Tom, where have you been man?"

"Around.  You shag Jason yet?" he kept on looking at the ceiling.

"No it's tonight, oh yeah by the way I know about you and him" he was now
looking straight at me, his eyes were all red and puffy it looked like he'd
been crying.

"How?" the minute I saw the pain in his face I knew I made a mistake
telling him I knew.

"He has a book with all the lays he's had in it, were both in there" I left
out the fact that we were both next to each other, and the fact that I had
probably interrupted their session.

"Yeah he screwed me! Just like he screwed you--!" he broke down crying. I
was almost in tears myself, I walked over and sat beside him on the bed, I
put my hand on his back to comfit him. "--You can't go to him. Please don't
go to him" he looked at me tears steaming down his face.

"I--I have to--" my anger rose by the minute, he just wanted Jason for
himself! "No, I want to. I want my revenge! I deserve that! Give me one
good reason why I shouldn't go!" with that he wiped away the tears and sat
up on the bed. He leaned forward and gave me the sweetest kiss I had ever
had!

"Because (sniff) Joshua Tyler McThomas I love you!"

End of part 4.