This is a complete work of fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story is copywrited and sole property of the author. And may not be reproduced without the express consent of the author.
First I want to say that I'm sorry it has taken me so long to post. I just had mid-terms and had to devout my time for some serious study. Someone pointed out that the last chapter seemed to stop mid-sentence. I looked at what I posted and sure enough it did stop mid-sentence. The chapter wasn't intended to end that way so I have started exactly were it left off. I'm sure it was my fault but I had stopped the story right after the practice was over, so for that I apologize. Also someone else has pointed out to me that my chapters aren't as long as the common chapter posted on nifty, and that to be taken seriously they should be a certain length. Well I don't know about all that, as I've stated before this is my first story on nifty. And while I try very hard to be honest to the story, I end them where I think they need to be. I definitely don't want to be taken seriously if it means writing a bunch of crap just to fill space. Now with that out of the way I just wanted to say one more thing, this story began when I was trying to go to sleep one night and my mind kept replaying the scene where Jay is getting beat up outside of gym and John steps in to save him. Then for about 2 months this scene would intermittently pop into my head at the strangest of times. So after I decided to write it down, and I determined what the basic plot was going to be everything seemed to be at peace again in my mind. But as I worked on this chapter things didn't seem to go as I wanted them to. I had envisioned John and Jay having sex and taking things to a higher level. But they didn't want to cooperate, or should I say fate didn't want to cooperate, so I'm sad to say we still have to wait for that scene. Between you and me I can tell its going to move heaven and earth when it does happen. So for all you freaks who actually read this crap and don't just jump right into the story I hope you enjoy the distorted musings of my sick mind ya perverts!
Feel free to contact me at writerscramp71@yahoo.com
Last Chapter
After I had Jay settled in I changed for practice and headed on to the field. It was going to be one of those days when the coach didn't even give us time to warm up before he had us running laps. It took all I had to keep my offence together as we went through almost every play we had in the book. After we had been run ragged, almost to the point of collapse, we were finally done. I couldn't wait to get changed and have Jay all to myself.
(How it was suppose to end)
It took everything I had not to just turn and leave when the coach was giving his little after practice speech. As soon as it was over I ran to the locker room, with only one thing on my mind, Jay. I was so excited to be able to spend time with him that I didn't even shower. I changed my cloths and threw my practice uniform in the locker. Rushing as fast as I could I grabbed my backpack and went to collect Jay, I hustled to get Jay out the door before anyone could stop me.
New Chapter
"How did practice go?" Jay asked.
"It was ok, coach was kind of ticked, thought we weren't giving 110% or some shit." I replied.
"So what do you want to do?" asked Jay.
"Well I need to shower when we get home, but after that we can do what ever you want." I said.
"Yea you do kind of stink." Jay laughed.
God his laughter was such a turn on. I felt this pressure building inside of me; things were rushing along so fast I wasn't even aware I had turned onto my street. Once I pulled into my driveway a great tension began to build inside me. Like a strumming tingle it was growing stronger and I knew it was leading to something that was going to change my life. It was then that I started to form a plan of how I was going to seduce Jay.
"Wow nice house."
"Thanks" I replied "come on and I'll show you around."
I gave Jay a quick tour of my house showing him the usual stuff, I ended it at my bedroom door.
"Wow I like your room pretty cool." Jay said as I opened the door.
"Thanks I'm glad you like it, hey listen I'm going to grab a quick shower." I said. "If you want you can wait in the living room or you can just hang out here its up to you."
I didn't linger for Jay's answer as I headed into my bathroom. I left the door open on purpose because the way my bedroom is set up you can see into the bathroom from the room if you look into my dresser mirror. I wanted to give Jay a show if he was brave enough to stay and watch. Yea I know it's the oldest trick in the book but I was 16 and had never tried to seduce anyone before. Ever since Jay agreed to come over, hell ever since I saw him that first time I definitely wanted to seduce him. I turned on the shower and adjusted the water temp, then began to undress. I never looked back to see if he was watching but somehow I just knew he was. I pushed my shirt over my head and popped off my shoes using my feet. Slowly I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off, bending over to get them from around my ankles, and my socks. Then I dropped my boxers and kicked them aside, standing there naked I looked into the bathroom mirror and I was shocked at who I saw. I had never seen myself through lustful eyes before. The tension grew stronger and my whole body felt like it was about to burst, hesitating for another second I then jumped into the shower. I won't say it was the fastest shower in my life but it was dam close, it didn't take me more than 5 minutes to get clean from top to bottom. I got out of the shower and began to dry off, paying close attention to my cock and balls. I really wanted to get Jay all worked up so that what I was about to do next would hopefully go smoothly. Even though we had never talked about this thing we had going between us I knew that he wanted it just as much as I did. I also knew he would never make the first move. So without a moment's pause I walked out into my room and began to look for some cloths. Watching out of the corner of my eye I could tell Jay was riveted. I grabbed an old pair of basketball shorts, a tee and pulled them on. Turning around I looked at Jay and saw him blushing worse than I had ever seen him before. I could tell he was really worked up, suddenly a look of fear crossed his face and he stood up from sitting on my bed. It was then I noticed he had a boner, and man did it look huge.
"I...uh...I'm sorry John but I couldn't help seeing you." Jay said with fear in his voice.
"Did you like watching me Jay?" I asked in a coy manner.
"Well...umm...I"
"Did I make you hard?" I said motioning toward his large bulge. I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it, but Jay started to blush even harder.
Before he had a chance to say anything or run away I moved close to him and put my arms around his waist. Looking straight into his eyes I tried to calm him with my reassuring look of love as I moved to kiss him. I heard his breath catch when my lips softly touched his and the tension I had been feeling suddenly went out of control. My whole body felt like it was buzzing and it began and ended in my lips. I pressed my body hard against Jay's and felt his rock hard dick rubbing up along side mine. I don't remember how but we ended up on my bed, I was desperate to taste and touch as much of him as I could. I clutched at his shirt and began to pull it over his head. His hands squeezed my ass as my tongue explored every inch of his mouth; the intensity of it all never stopped growing. I felt like I was on the edge of a great abyss, that feeling of excitement and being scared shitless all rolled into one was the only thing in the world at that moment.
The touch of his skin against mine set my nerves on fire, it was all I could do not to explode right then. After I had his shirt off I began to work on his pants, and in the heat of the moment somehow I had lost my shorts. I finally managed to get Jay's pants off, I was stunned. Now when it came to size I was no slouch, almost 8 and thick thank you, but Jay had what was the biggest dick I have ever seen. If it was an inch it was 10, and so thick I couldn't get my fingers to touch around it. I didn't know what to say, here was this perfectly proportioned little guy with this massive cock, it was almost comical. And I would have laughed if I didn't have this overwhelming desire to taste it, to feel it slid into my mouth.
Just as I was about to fulfill that desire I heard the front door slam shut. My mother's voice called out my name; just like that my hopes were dashed. Jay and I scrambled to get dressed; the look of fright on Jay's face would have been funny if I wasn't so pissed about not being able to go as far as I wanted to with him.
"Come on lets go down before she comes up to look for me." I said with disappointment showing in my voice.
"Man I'm so freaked out right now." Jay croaked.
"Don't be, she won't think anything." I said.
"Well it's not just that, I mean everything. I've never done this kind of thing before." Jay said as his gaze fell to the floor.
"Hey don't feel bad little man, it's my first time too." I said with a wicked grin.
A look of surprise came over Jay's face as he exclaimed "really?"
"John come and set the table your father is going to be home early and I want to have a real dinner for once." My mother yelled up the stairs.
"Come on I want to introduce you to my mom." I said
Jay followed me downstairs and into the kitchen, I could tell he was still freaked out about everything that had happened.
"Mom I want you to meet my friend Jay, Jay this is my mom." I said with a chuckle.
"Well hello honey it's nice to meet you, my name is Helen, are you going to be staying for dinner?" My mother asked.
"Um sure, if it's ok with John." Jay said with a questioning look.
Smiling I gave a nod and arched my eyebrows at him. Turning towards Jay my mother grew very serious looking and said. "I only have one question to ask you."
Nervously Jay replied. "What's that?" "Do you know how to make a salad?" She asked.
"Yes I can make salad." Jay said with a smile on his face.
The rest of the evening went great, its one of the best memories I have of spending time with Jay. I could tell he was very comfortable with my family, I had never seen him so relaxed and carefree. My parents were their charming selves as usual. I think it was that night when they began to have suspicions about my sexuality. I'm sure my mom could see the way I looked at Jay and the way he looked at me. Only someone who's deeply in love for the first time would think no one else could see it.
All the way on the drive to his house that night after dinner I held Jay's hand. Oddly we didn't speak about what had happened in my bedroom before my mom came home. But I can honestly say I was more in love with him than I had ever thought possible. We didn't kiss when I dropped him off; I think we were both afraid of what that might lead to if we did. I certainly didn't want to get caught making out with a boy in my car, and I'm sure Jay didn't either. I have always had to deal with hiding my sexuality, but being in love and not being able to show it is something entirely different altogether. The pressures began to mount and while I had been able to handle all the stresses in my life so far, I was worried whether or not I would be able to deal with it and still achieve what I wanted.
It was after I took Jay home that night that I began to think about what it would really mean for me to be with Jay. Not just the sexual part, which I was still intent on getting, but thinking about what it would be like to be with him for the rest of my life. That's when it dawned on me that there would be no way I could play professional football and be openly gay. This had been my driving goal since I could remember, I couldn't give up that dream, I had invested too much of myself to abandon it. But I also didn't want to give up Jay; his love had become surprisingly very important to me. Even though I had accepted the fact that I was gay I hadn't really thought how that would fit into my life. I had a choice to make, live openly as a gay person and give up the dreams I had held my entire life, or hide who I was, achieve my goals and hope that would be enough to make me happy. From that point on these two conflicting emotions began to war inside my head and my heart.
As I laid awake in bed that night, I couldn't help but think of all the possible ways that my relationship with Jay could hurt me. You have to understand that this was the early 90's and gay rights were something that was just beginning to be understood by the nation. But in the sports world things weren't as quick to change. Rampant discrimination and open hatred were the norm. Being openly gay and playing team sports wasn't an option. Even if I could live an open life and not be totally ostracized from my friends, school and family there was still the issue of becoming a professional football player. Finally all these thoughts were just too much and I pushed it out of my mind.
Instead I thought about what Jay and I had done before we were interrupted by my mom. I remembered the way his body smelled and how soft his skin felt against mine. My heart raced when I thought of the way he made me feel. I was still amazed at the size of his dick. It blew my mind that such a little guy could be hung so well. And I thought about what Jay was doing at that exact moment. Was he playing through his mind the things we had done? Was he hard thinking about my touch, the way I was thinking about his? I couldn't help but jack off thinking what would have happened if we weren't disturbed, and wondering if Jay was doing the same thing. I don't think I had ever cum so hard before in my life. As I started to drift off into sleep I knew one thing for sure, I was going to finish what I had started and soon.
Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter gentle reader.