Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2004 19:33:23 +0000 (GMT)
From: roy p...... <sunbeamtb@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Nicky and Jason 1-3

                            1
Any time I caught sight of him, the new kid in our
school, he was looking at me. Staring, more like. It
would have been weird, but I found my glances becoming
stares too. He was somehow.interesting to look at, in a
strange sort of way, and I didn't know why.
One day I was able to sit further back than him in class
and watch him without his seeing me, and found that I was
getting - or really, actually got - a hard on in my
jeans. What was that all about?
That night, lying in my bed, having what had become my
nightly 'play' with myself, I couldn't get the vision of
him out of my head and I was harder than I'd ever been -
and when I reached the climax of my 'play', the 'good
feeling' that swept over me was so strong, I thought I
was going to pass out. My dick pumped and pumped much
more of the white stuff that came than usual, and I
shuddered and shook the bed while it was happening. Over
the new kid? Why? I had to find out more.
The next day, Friday, I deliberately bumped into him as
we moved between classes. "Oh hi", I said "you're the
new." I stopped myself saying 'kid' - "I'm Nick!" He
blushed bright red. "Er.Jason" he  stuttered. "I'm
Jason". "Come on" I said, trying to keep his attention,
"we'd best not be late for this class!" and dragged him
into the room.
I aimed him at an empty desk at the back, and sat at the
next desk beside him. Mr. Green, our history teacher that
lesson, paid no attention to a small amount of noise as
pupils talked quietly to each other, and never asked us
questions, so I could concentrate on learning about
Jason. He relaxed a bit and told me his recent life
history, and I told him mine, and I learnt he was the
same age as me - 13 -  and that his family had just moved
into town, and lived only two streets away from me. I
started to get 'uncomfortable' in my jeans again, and had
to adjust the bulge, which made me unconsciously glance
at the same region on him and I saw that he had an
unmistakeable bulge there as well! My own dick sprang to
full attention, tenting my jeans out rather obviously.
Jason noticed me staring down there and sat up more,
partially hiding it. "S.sorry" he stuttered, "I." "Don't
worry" I said, "it happens to me too!" 'Damn' I thought,
'Why did I say that, makes it obvious I was looking at
him down there, now he'll think I'm queer or something'
but as I looked at his face he was staring at me down
there and had a smile on his lips.
The lesson ended, I'd heard none of Mr. Green's words but
I'd learnt a lot and my curiosity had been awakened. We
stood up and filed out of the room, holding our books in
front of us to hide the tents in our jeans. "Come round
tomorrow and we'll hang out together" I blurted out, then
wishing I'd chosen the words more carefully, and told him
my address. "O.K!" he replied, and that smile reappeared.
We split up for our next lessons and I couldn't see him
around at home time.
That night, in bed - or rather on the bed, it was so hot,
I 'played' with myself three times thinking about Jason.
He got hard there too! What did he think of to get like
that? We were only talking to each other, so he could
only have been thinking about me.me.me...what??  That
fascinating boy got hard thinking about me, like I got
hard thinking about him.what on earth??? Gallons of the
white stuff again.

The knock on my door woke me. "Come on, Nicky - you've
got a visitor!" Mum's voice. Visitor? At this time of
night? I struggled to focus around my room. It was
daylight! Where's my clock - half past nine! I jumped out
of bed, found my old jeans and pulled them on, and a t-
shirt, and raced down the stairs. Jason was standing in
the hallway, wearing rather tight faded blue jeans, a
jumper and.that smile! I froze on the bottom stair and,
feeling the tent starting, regretted not putting on any
underpants. He was.why should I think 'gorgeous' about a
boy I'd just made friends with? But.wow! "H.hi!" I
stammered "C...come up to my room!" 'Said the spider to
the fly', I thought immediately. Damn! Must learn to
think before opening my mouth.
"Get yourself some lunch later, will you? I'm off to work
now" Mum's words made me jump, I hadn't seen her standing
there. " O.oh.O.K! er.Mum, this is Jason - Jason - my
mum!" Jason nodded a greeting then came towards the
stairs. I turned and led him to my room, rushing in to
throw the covers over my bed and hide the stains from
last night's 'play'. "Wheew it's hot, isn't it!" I said,
uselessly trying to explain my red face. Jason smiled
again. That smile. The front door slammed shut as mum
went to work.

We played with my model cars and planes for a while, then
I switched on my computer and we played a couple of games
on that. I had to go to the bathroom, and when I came
back Jason jumped and I noticed the game screen come back
to the monitor. What had he been looking at? I hope not.
"Come on, I think I can beat you this time!" he said. He
did, but not the next three times. "Do you" he suddenly
said, "play about. with." He looked into my eyes, then
down at my lap, then back to my eyes. I went red, hard,
hot and clammy all at the same time. "Only you said it
happens to you too, yesterday, and I wondered if you
ever.did.erm.anything with it?" I couldn't get any
redder, harder, hotter or clammier. "I.er.I.sometimes!" A
long silent pause. "Do you?" Damn. Mouth before brain
again. Jason looked back at the monitor screen. Now his
face went red. Before I could stop myself, I glanced down
at his lap. A huge bulge! "Well.yes. I rub it and.it
feels good!" "Does white stuff come." I started. Damn.
Brain first, mouth second. Will I ever learn. "Yes!" he
exclaimed, spinning his head round toward me again, that
smile on his lips. "It shoots out,  an' I feel.wow! Every
time!" He put a hand on my knee. I jumped. "Sorry" he
said, lifting it off. "S' O.K!" I said, my hand on his,
putting it back. Why? Hand before brain this time. I
looked up at him, he looked at me. That smile. I smiled
back. I fell in love.

                            2
I didn't notice us start to stand up, but as we did, his
hand left my knee - but I still held it. Then my other
hand found and held his as we stood, looking deep into
each others eyes. I could see everything, my future, the
meaning of life, everything. We drew closer, lips almost
touching, and as Jason said "I love you, Nicky!" I came.
I came and came and came and came. Our lips touched and I
felt the electric shock of a lightning strike. We parted,
and stood back from each other as far as our held hands
would allow. Jason looked down me "Er. you seem to have."
I dropped his hands, went redder than before, felt the
dampness in my jeans and went to run away but he grabbed
my shoulders and pulled me back to him and kissed me
again, breaking the kiss long enough to whisper "Make it
happen to me!" then he was kissing me again, this time
his tongue searching through my lips, opening my teeth
and touching my tongue. I rubbed his tongue with mine,
feeling the texture, savouring the taste when he held me
tight to his chest and grunted
"Urrrmph.uohhh.uahhh.urrrgh" into my mouth. My damp
crotch was held tightly against his and I felt his dick
pulse as he shot his 'white stuff' into his pants. We
broke, gasping for air. "Wow!" we both said together.
Sanity eventually returned as we floated down from our
'high'. "We'd better get cleaned up!" I said. "D'y'wanna
take a shower?" "I'd better-and I'll have to dry these
out too!" holding the damp patch on his jeans between a
finger and thumb. I led him to the bathroom and turned on
the shower, then pulled a damp towel out of the laundry
basket and told him to use it to wipe his clothes, then
he said "What about you? Are you going to shower too?
Come in with me!" We looked at each other for a moment,
then with me leading we stripped off our jeans and t-
shirts and he pulled off his pants. "No pants?" he asked,
grinning. "I rushed to dress when mum woke me and said
you were here" I explained. "Didn't think to". We stepped
into the shower, the warm water swilling the sweat and
other stuff off our bodies. We both were hard again.
"Show me what you do" he said, "when you.you know,. but
do it to me!"
I held his hard dick in my fingers and rubbed it, as I
would do my own. I would have never dreamt I would ever
want to do this to someone else, but now I wanted to do
it so much to him. His fingers wrapped around mine and
slid the skin up and down, it felt weird having somebody
else doing it, weird but fabulously nice. He put an arm
on my shoulder, I put mine round his waist. He pecked me
on the cheek, I turned my head till our lips met, this
time it was my tongue's turn to do the searching. We shot
our white stuff again, it was exciting watching it coming
from someone else's dick. "It's called spunk" he said.
"Or come, because it comes!" We laughed. We showered. We
played splashing and spraying water over each other. We
held each other tight and kissed again. Deeply.
Meaningfully.
We finished the shower, I got us towels and we dried off,
then wiped our clothes with the damp towel and walked
back to my room, holding hands as we went. I sorted us
out some clean clothes, I gave Jason a pair of shorts and
found a pair of cut-offs for me, and a t-shirt each.
We went back to the computer game, then after winning a
couple of games each we went downstairs and found a large
plate of sandwiches mum had made before she'd left. She
must have thought I wouldn't bother to make anything for
us myself, quite right too! Mum knows me!

                            3
After the somewhat late lunch we went back upstairs and
sat on my bed. So many toys and games, but lost for
something to do! My head was full of questions, a brain
full of  not understanding.
"Why did we do that?" I asked, "Why do I feel like
this.about you.us?" Jason thought hard for a moment, his
face looking lost without the ever-present smile. That
smile.
"I don't know" he said eventually, the smile returning.
"Prob'ly the same reason I feel like I do about you. I
think we've fallen in love".
"What are we going to do about it?"
"Dunno. What do you want to do about it?  Don't you like
it?"
"Dunno. 'Course I like it. I think I love you." I said.
My turn to smile.
Jason put his arms round me  and we fell back on the bed,
holding each other tight. "I love you I love you I love
you I love you!" I said. "An' I love you too! So we are
in love!" and he kissed my cheek again. I was in heaven.
Mum found us asleep on my bed, Jason's arms still around
me. She gently woke us up, and told Jason he'd better
phone his parents to see if they'd let him stay over. He
smiled, grinned and raced downstairs to use the phone.
Mum sat on the bed. I went red in the face again, knowing
that she'd found me in his arms. She smiled.
"He seems a nice boy. Don't break his heart. And don't
let him break yours". I coughed, spluttered and nearly
choked. "Don't worry, Nicky, I've known for a long time".
"Known?? Known what??" I gasped between coughs. Mum
patted my knee. "That you'd grow up preferring boys!" she
said, smiled at me, got up and left my room.
Dammitall, what did she know about me that I didn't? and
how did she know? Did I have 'gay' tattooed on my ass or
something - I froze in horror - gay - me? - queer? - I'm
not. Jason came back through the door, bright red in the
face, but still with that smile on his lips. "Mum said
something strange." we both said together, except he said
'your' in front of it. "What?" I asked first, before he
could. "What'd she say?"
"Well, she spoke to my mum about me staying - it's O.K,
by the way - then she put the phone down an' told me not
to break your heart! As if I would? But why did she say
that? What's she say to you?" "The same thing, really -
but - she said she'd known that I would grow up
preferring boys, but I don't think I'm." "Gay? Like me? I
know I am, never want anythin' to do with girls, that's
why when I say I love you, I know I really mean it. If
you don't want anythin' to do with a gay boy, that's O.K,
I'll go home now, an' say I'm sorry, its just that I
really do love you, Nicky, even if you don't want me to -
sorry". The smile had gone, replaced by fear, loneliness,
rejection. A tear formed in the corner of his eye. That
did it for me, I burst into tears and held my arms out to
him. "Come here Jase, an' make me a gay boy too!" I
sobbed. He ran to my arms, fell into them and onto my bed
and we hugged and cried our eyes out.
Mum called us to dinner about an hour later, and we both
sat and ate like we hadn't eaten for a month. She
couldn't stop smiling all through the meal. Very off-
putting, that, when your mum knows more about you than
you do. After dinner I was excused my usual washing - up
chore, with a brief "I'll do that!" from mum, followed by
a "and I'll see you both at breakfast!" as we ran up the
stairs.
That sank in as I closed my door - there wouldn't be a
'time to settle down now' later on, nor a 'shall I get
the folding bed out for your friend?' which usually
happened if anyone stayed over. We were going to sleep
together! In my bed!! Suddenly the word 'boyfriend' leapt
into my head, and I felt scared - then very, very happy.
We played on the computer, then with my cars, then read
some comics, then back on the computer. "What were you
looking at when I went to the bathroom this morning?" I
asked, immediately wishing I hadn't. No, he couldn't
access.Jason tapped a few buttons, typed in a password
and.up came my hidden (or so I thought) file of 'naughty'
pictures I'd saved from the internet. Pictures of young
men I sometimes used when I. "How did you." "I know a lot
about computers. It's a hobby. So I searched for
protected files, and lots of people use their name as a
password so."
"Nick" I said. "Yes" he said. "I tried 'nicholas', that
didn't work, tried 'nick' next and.there you are! Once I
saw the pictures, I knew you were the same as me, liked
the same things, so I could somehow bring up the subject
of.like I did". "Oh!" I said. Jason smiled the smile that
made all of me warm, and parts of me twitch. Looking at
that smile was like jumping off the edge of the world - I
could fall for ever. And I did. "Time for bed" I said,
putting on my best wicked smile.

                            4
Jason switched off the light. We undressed, and bumped
and touched each other as we climbed on the bed. It was
all very exciting, and I was very, very hard. I guessed
he was as well.
I lay on my back, and he on his side, he put his hand on
my chest and rubbed it gently. He teased my nipples,
rolling each in turn between a finger and thumb. I moved
my hand, and it brushed his hard dick, making him jump a
little. O.K, I knew what I liked, what I wanted, and if
the name for it was 'gay', then I was gay.
His hand slid gently down my chest, over my stomach, and
touched the flagpole that was my dick. I wanted him to
hold it, caress it, rub it hard and fast 'till my five
seconds of heaven came, but instead he whispered in my
ear "I wanna try somethin'. Tell me if you don't like it
an' I'll stop". I wondered what he was going to do - I
felt him move down the bed, one arm pushed its way under
my waist, his chest brushed my leg as he crouched up over
me - then I felt something warm and wet slide over the
exposed top of my dick. It certainly wasn't a hand!
Further down it went, then something else warm, wet and
slightly rough licked the most sensitive top of
my.licked!! He was.with his mouth!!!
Up and down he went, flicking his tongue across the top
on the 'up', then sliding it down the underside on the
'down'! this was far to much for me to control, and BANG!
I shot, or 'come' as he called it, BANG!  BANG!  BANG!
BANG!  BANG!  Eight times in all, or nine or ten, I
wasn't counting, but a lot. A hell of a lot.
He scooted back up the bed, across my chest and kissed me
hard. I tasted the salty sweetness of my 'white stuff' on
his lips, his tongue.O.K, I knew what it tasted like, I'd
tried it once but thought it a bit nasty.but on his
tongue, mixed with the taste of his saliva, it was the
manna of the gods. Yes, I've read a bit of Greek
mythology.
I reached a hand down to wipe the rest off my stomach -
it was dry! "Where's it all gone?" I asked. He knelt up
over me on the bed, took my hand and patted his stomach
with it. "You swallowed it all?" I asked, a little too
loudly he must have thought, as he put a finger across my
lips and 'Sshhhed' at me.









At school, people started noticing that Jason and I were
always together and I suppose all sorts of gossip started
about us. One Saturday we were walking in the park, just
chatting between ourselves, when Fabian came the other
way. He asked why we were holding hands - I hadn't
noticed, but we were. "Are you boyfriends?" he asked.
Jason and I both blushed red, but we didn't part our
hands. Now I'd known Fabian for years, we'd been best
friends for ages, but he didn't seem put out that we
hadn't played much together recently, just curious.
"Err.well.I suppose that we.err." I didn't know how to
answer that. "I love Nicky very much!" Jason butted in,
"and I believe he loves me, so yes, I suppose we are
boyfriends". I felt so embarrassed, I didn't want others
to think I was.different, I feared the hate that might
come my way. Jason was O.K, though. "Wow, that's cool!"
he said. "I'm glad you've found someone who's
like.er.that is, someone to love!" Hang on, I thought,
'someone who's like.me!' That 'gay' isn't tattooed on my
ass, its on my forehead! How come both Fabi an' Mum knew
I was 'different', an' I didn't? Fabi saw the look in my
eyes that questioned his knowledge. "Look Nick, were best
friends - I hope we still can be, it's just that I could
never love you.that way. I know we messed around a bit
before but." "Yesyesyes, O.K." I interrupted. Alright,
Fabi and I 'messed around' twice before, playing naked
wrestling on my bed that ended up as a detailed
exploration of each other's bodies, and trying out what
James in our class had said about 'rubbing it till you
make milk', but this was part of my life that I didn't
want Jason to hear. "Anyway, it's cool. I'd still like to
hang out with you - anytime you don't want to be.alone,
that is". "I had a friend", Jason started, "at my old
school. Richy. We were best friends for years, like you
two are. We used to 'mess around' together too, until one
day he said he didn't want to do that any more. I
couldn't understand, we were such good friends, and it
had been such good fun together doin'.things, y'know,
like.well.y'know. I thought he was just embarrassed, so I
tried to get him to.again, but he hit me an' ran out of
my house. He shouted 'Queer' at me as he went. I was
shocked, but came to realise he was right, I
was.different. He never played with me again, and I
thought I'd never find another friend in the world, I
felt so alone. Then we moved here an' I saw Nicky at
school an' here we are! I don't suppose it'll last, but
while it does I want to make him as happy as he makes me,
jus' being here." "It'll last for ever if you both want
it to" said Fabi. I looked at Jason, he looked at me. "We
want it to" we both said together. Our heads closed
together. "Go on" said Fabi, turning away. "I won't
look!" Jase and I kissed. In the park! In public! "Come
on!" said Fabi, "Let's go get a pizza, an' celebrate your
engagement!" He ran off before I could punch him! The
second before we  all went for that pizza, Jase looked
into my eyes. 'Marry me!' his eyes seemed to say. "Yes!"
I whispered, grabbed his hand and ran after Fabi.!"d
myself saying 'o him as we moved between classes. "