The following program contains material suited for a mature audience. If you are not over 18 you should be leaving now. Of course I can't control you and neither can anyone else really. This story contains sex between two consenting adult males. This story is entirely false except for the true parts. If you enjoy this story drop me a line at the address indicated below. This is my first attempt at a story of this nature so any tips or ideas would be appreciated. Oh...and remember Viewer Discretion is advised...
Jason and Taylor by Chip Dyp (chipdyp@hotmail.com)
I normally don't answer personal ads. I always look though. Being the shy person that I am I could never answer a personal ad and actually meet someone. My friend however had other plans for me. She was sick of hearing me bitch about not having a man. She made me call and set up a meet with this person. The meeting was set up and we agreed to meet in a public place. The meet was set, 5:30 food court of Place Riel student centre. I was to wear a green sweater and blue jeans. He was going to wear blue jeans and a Tragically Hip T-shirt.
I should introduce myself though. My name is Taylor. I am 6'2" long blond hair (bleached) and brown eyes. I am a twenty-three year old computer science major at the University of Saskatchewan in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. This story takes place here. I am a very quiet person as I have already said. I am very much in the closet. Only my closest friend knows. I live in Residence at the university and am very protective of my sexuality. Although the University is very tolerant the residence tends to be very homophobic. Thus the less said the better it is for everyone.
Anyway back to the story. I was very anxious about meeting Jason. I sat there reading a magazine and drinking a coffee when I saw him. He had just come down the stairs from the Arts tunnel and was looking for someone. He was 5'10", medium length blond hair, and very trim. I sat watching him trying not to stare. He looked right at me and headed my way. The moment of truth had arrived. "Hello", he said, "My name is Jason. Are you Taylor?"
I sat there for a moment looking at this beautiful young man as he stood waiting for my response. "Uh, Yes. My name is Taylor. Sorry my mind was elsewhere."
Jason sat down across from me and just smiled at me. "Why are you so nervous? You're only meeting me."
I smiled back at him. My mind was going a mile a minute. He had asked why I was nervous. I must answer him. Why was my throat so dry. I couldn't say a word. I took a quick drink of my coffee and said what immediately came to mind "Ow, fuck--"
Jason laughed at me as I sat there in pain from my burnt tongue. "Usually the coffee is fairly hot. You shouldn't drink it so fast."
"Thanks for the tip," I replied with a smile, "I don't know why I am so nervous. Usually I am very calm. I mean I can write tests without getting nervous, I can speak in class without getting nervous, I can go to job interviews without getting nervous. I have no reason to be nervous right now. Sorry, I'm rambling, I ramble when I get nervous."
I stopped talking when he put up his hand and smiled at me. "Would you like to go to a movie tonight? Titanic is Playing at Place Riel, and I haven't seen it."
My heart was going a mile a minute...did I want to go to the movie with him? With all my heart I did but I knew several of my friends from Rez would be at the movie and they would want to know who I was sitting with. Had to decide fast. "Okay" I said with all the poise of a virgin at a brothel, "but I've got to tell you some things first."
"Cool, I haven't been able to find the time to watch that movie yet," Jason replied. "What do you have to tell me?"
"Um--well--I'm still kinda in the--" I began trying to tell him I was still in the closet.
"Let me guess?", he said, "You are still in the closet and you know some of your friends are going to be at the movie." I sat there dumbfounded as he said what I couldn't say. "That's not a problem with me. You think we could create a good cover story in--" he looked at his watch "--fifteen minutes?"
I sat there thinking. This beautiful creature was willing to help me concoct a lie to get to know me better. I was in love. I was so lost in his eyes that I missed his next question. "Huh," I said as he snapped me out of my dream.
"How we just say that I moved to Saskatoon recently and that we are friends from way back?" he asked again now that he had my full attention.
"Sounds great to me."
"Well let's get a move on. Don't want to be late."
We got up and I tossed my coffee into the garbage and stuffed my magazine into my back pack. While he waited for me I saw him checking me out. I smiled to myself. As we headed up the stairs to the arts tunnel we started talking. He told me he was from Saskatoon and still lived with his parents. He asked a little about my background and I told him that I was from Winnipeg, and that I was going to the U of S because they have one of the better Computer Science programs in Canada.
As we reached the escalators up to the arts building I asked what college he was in. Jason looked at me with a blank look on his face and then sputtered out Arts and Science. I laughed at him a little and asked if that was a hard question for him. He just sort of looked at me and smiled. God, every time he smiled my heart flipped.
We walked up the ramp slowly looking up to see how long the line was. I reached into my pack and pulled out my rez ID which entitled me to free movies. As we waited in line I introduced Jason to several of my rez friends as they saw us. After the meet was over Jason said to me in a low voice, "Now that wasn't so hard was it?" I smiled at him.
We finally got up to the booth and I flashed my ID to the clerk who nodded me in. I walked in a little ways and then waited for Jason. "Would you like a popcorn?" I asked as we walked by the concession stand. Jason shook his head. "I'm going to get a pop. My tongue still hurts from that coffee. Did you want a pop?"
Jason smiled at me and replied, "Sure. I'll have a root beer."
I went up to the clerk and ordered two large root beers. I paid for them and turned to look for Jason. He was leaning against the door way with his eyes partly closed. I looked at him for what seemed like hours. His blond hair covering his eyes, his t-shirt held taut against his chest, his jeans tight against his legs. He looked up at me and said, "Shall we find some seats?"
I handed him his drink and nodded. He took the lead and picked out some seats middle of the third row. I sat down beside him and could feel the electricity emanating from his body. The theatre lights dimmed and the previews started playing. I sat there half watching the previews, half watching Jason. He was beautiful. I sat silently hoping that we could get closer.
As the movie played I kept looking at Jason. He would glance at me and I would pretend I had been watching the movie. I was sooooo sneaky. The movie ended long before I wanted it too. I wanted it to continue so I could spend some more time with Jason. We got up after the movie ended and he said he had to go. I put on a brave face as he looked at me.
"Would you like to do something tomorrow night?" he asked looking at me with his blue eyes.
"I would love to!" I replied far too quickly. The moment the words were out of my mouth I realised I couldn't see him tomorrow. "Wait," I said, "I can't. I have my business law class tomorrow night."
"No problem," he said as he smiled at me. "What are you doing Friday night?"
"Absolutely nothing."
"Did you want to come to my place and we can watch a couple of videos?"
"Sounds Great. See you then,", I said as we started separating to go our own ways. I stopped when he started laughing. "What?"
"Did you want my address? Or are you such a good psychic that you already know it?" he joked.
"Addresses are good," I replied as I handed him a piece of paper. "Here write you address and phone number down for me."
I smiled as he wrote down his name, phone number, and address. Jason even looked sexy as he struggled to write the address down on a soft surface.
"Here you go," he said as he handed me the sheet of paper, "Can I get your number?"
I quickly wrote down my number and handed it to Jason as his bus pulled up. I gave it to him and he ran to the bus. I stood there watching him run to the bus. I was admiring his body when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned quickly to see my friend, Jennifer. "So how did things go?" she asked. "Was it worth the phone call I made you make?"
I grinned at Jennifer, "Yeah, thanks for making me make that call."
"Finally, I was getting sick of hearing you complain about not having someone. You can buy me a beer at Louis as thanks."
I laughed at Jennifer. "Fine, I wanted to get a clubhouse sandwich there anyway."
So we went to the campus bar and I got my sandwich and a Canadian and bought Jennifer her Kokanee. Jennifer proceeded to grill me on Jason. She wanted to know all the details. I smiled and told her what I knew between bites of my sandwich.
"So when are you two love birds going to meet again?"
"Friday night. I am going to his place to watch a couple of videos."
"Sure, watch videos -- I believe that."
"That's all we are going to do. I am not going to jump into bed with him on our second date. Besides he lives with his parents. They are probably going to be home."
"Whatever," Jennifer replied trying hard not to laugh, "Just make sure you take condoms just in case."
"I will. But I've got to go. I have some work that needs to be done before I go to bed."
I slowly walked the 100 yards back to my rez all the while thinking about Jason. I made it to my bedroom and and took off my back pack and my shirt. I looked over my stuff and flipped open my Powerbook. I checked my email, and decided that none of it was too pressing. I shut down the computer and took off my pants and boxers and crawled into bed. I shut the light off and tried to sleep.
Every time I closed my eyes I saw Jason. I began imagining what he looked like naked. I began seeing him and me in all sorts of sexual positions. I rolled on my side and tried to think of something else. My brain stayed on its favourite subject, though.
My cock began to make itself known. It quickly began to harden. I realised I wasn't going to get any sleep unless I jacked off so I put all my energy into it. My left hand reached down and took hold of my circumcised cock. I gently rubbed it a few times bringing it to full attention. I began to slowly stroked it. My hand started picking up speed as my cock reacted to attention it was receiving. It had been a long two days since I had last masturbated, and my balls were heavy. I felt my cock ooze out some precum as it attempted to lubricate itself for the vagina that was not there.
I slowed down a bit savouring the feelings that my body was producing. My body cried out urging me to go faster and bring on the release. I sped up again using the precum to lubricate my hand as I worked the whole shaft. I stayed away from the head of my cock as I knew if I went near it I would cum. My body started filling with the familiar pressure: the urge to finally cum. I eased back waiting ... waiting, and then with a final burst of speed worked my whole cock from the base of the shaft to the top of the head. My cock erupted as cumflew out the piss-slit and splattered on my chest. I kept jacking my cock urging all the cum out. Finally when it started to hurt a little I stopped and grabbed a towel and wiped myself off. My body sated, I finally slipped off to dreamland.
Chapter 2
I awoke just after 10 the next morning and yawned deeply. My brain ran through my activities for the day and none of them were too pressing. My brain then fixed on an image of Jason from the night before. He was standing leaning against the door of the theatre. Slowly my brain started removing articles of clothing until Jason was naked. I opened my eyes quickly and the image disappeared. I rolled out of bed and fired up my computer to do an email check and to peruse the news sites that I read daily.
As I read my mail and visited my web sites I kept returning to the image of Jason that was frozen in my mind. Every time he would wink at me. It was distracting to say the least. I wondered how I was going to survive until Friday night. There was a knock at my door and I got up to answer it. I looked through the peep hole and recognising my friend Jennifer I opened the door to let her in.
I turned around and headed back to my computer to close the connection when I heard her laugh.
"Distracted this morning?"
"What?" I was not in the mood to play games this morning.
"Well, you might want to put some clothes on. I find you attractive but, you know, other people might not."
I looked down for a second. I was as naked as the day I was born. I shook my head and walked to my dresser and pulled out a pair of briefs and a pair of sweats which I quickly put on. All the while Jennifer was laughing her ass off at me.
"Okay, so I was thinking of something else when I answered the door. You're just jealous because you can't have this." I smiled at Jennifer and grabbed my crotch for emphasis.
As Jennifer continued to laugh I grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it on. It was chilly in the room and I wasn't sure why I had forgotten that I was still naked. Jennifer finally stopped laughing at me and asked what I had been thinking about. Knowing that if I answered Jason she would bug me to death, so I told her I was thinking about the stats assignment due tomorrow. Now for those that are thinking that Jennifer would be evil to bug me continually, you are right. It would be. However when she started going out with her current boyfriend I bugged her continuously about him. Mind you she deserved it -- her head was in the clouds all the time.
Jennifer pulled out her Stats text and asked, "Have you started the assignment?"
I shook my head no to answer and then asked a question of my own, "Have you started the assignment?"
"Yeah, but I'm stuck on question 6a. It's a toughie. I'm meeting Brian and Rebecca at Louis. We figure the more heads the better with these questions. You want to come?"
I looked over the assignment and although I knew that I could get most of it with relatively few problems some socialising would be nice. I said, "Sure, but I need to shower."
"Cool. Well you go shower. Can I use your phone to check my email?"
"No problem," I replied. "Use the line coming out of the Powerbook."
I grabbed my toiletries and my towel and headed to the washroom. I quickly ran myself through the shower, tied my hair back, and put my contacts in.
I headed back to my room and told Jennifer not to turn around as I had to change. That was her cue to turn around and watch as I took off my sweats and my briefs and replace them with boxer's and jeans. She always did like naked men, but then again so did I. I slipped into a white t-shirt and pulled on some white socks. I put my stats books into my backpack, grabbed a couple of granola bars and looked up at Jennifer.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Yep, let's go."
I opened the door, and ushered Jennifer out the door. I pulled the door shut behind me and and after checking to ensure it was locked we headed to the doors. We walked the 100 yards to Louis slowly as it was a beautiful day and we both knew that winter's full fury would soon hit this part of Saskatchewan. We entered the MUB and headed downstairs to the bar/student hangout. There was an open booth so we grabbed it and parked our butts. The waitress came by almost immediately and asked if we wanted coffees or something else. We both ordered a coffee and pulled out our books. Brian and Rebecca arrived shortly after we did and grabbed a seat.
The four of us worked on our assignment, although I couldn't really keep my mind on my work. I kept thinking about Jason and what he might look like naked. My cock spent the afternoon in it's semi-hard state and by the time the group split up I needed to cum so bad I thought my balls would explode.
I quickly walked into my room and after closing the curtains and locking the door behind me I dropped my pants and started masturbating right in the middle of the room. My left hand was going a mile a minute up and down my rock hard cock in an attempt to satisfy the urges that ad been building up inside of me all afternoon. My knees started buckling and I shot my load across the room onto a dirty towel.
I slowly dropped to the ground spent from the sexual activity that had been so urgently required. I grabbed the towel and wiped the end of my cock very gently. I pulled off my boxers and grabbed a pair of clean briefs. I wrapped my cock in several layers of Kleenex to ensure that it wouldn't leak while it was confined to my pants. I tucked my softening cock into the briefs and pulled on my jeans. I lied down on the bed and yawned deep. The post orgasm exhaustion set in and I feel asleep.
Two hours later I awoke to someone pounding on my door. I opened my eyes and rolled of the bed towards the door. I looked through the peep hole and saw my Jennifer standing there with her boyfriend Daniel. Daniel, Jennifer and I routinely ate supper together, so it was no shock to see them standing at my door at 5:30. I opened the door and Daniel put on his disappointed face.
"You'll answer the door naked for her but not for me?" Daniel asked.
I was going to make a witty remark when Jennifer smacked him on the back of the head. "Behave," she growled, "or you are not getting any for a week."
"You two are like an old married couple." I laughed at the face both of them made at my comment. Jennifer knew I was gay but I had made her promise not to tell Daniel. Jennifer typically traded boyfriends once a month and if she told every guy she dated, soon everyone would soon know. I was surprised with Daniel though, he had made it almost 8 months.
"What's for supper tonight?" Jennifer asked as I let them in the room.
"Taco Bar and vegetarian chili," I replied as I checked the table that the dining hall so thoughtfully provided.
"Yummy," replied Daniel with absolutely no enthusiasm in his voice. "Well let's get it over with."
After a less than impressive supper and a Business Law class which could bore a person to death, I finally made it back to my room to see that there were a couple of messages waiting on my answering machine. I punched the playback button and started unloading my back pack.
"Beep Hi, Taylor, this is Jason. If you get home before 11:00 give me a call. I would really like to talk to you again before tomorrow."
"Beep Hi, Taylor, this is Jason again. Just in case you don't have my phone number it is 555-1212. Talk to you soon. I hope."
I glanced at my watch. 9:30. Plenty of time to call. I dialed the number and pulled a beer out of my mini fridge. I was surprised when the phone was answered after barely a ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Is Jason there?"
"Speaking."
"Hi, Jason. It's Taylor returning your call."
"Hi, Taylor. I was hoping you would call. I wanted to talk to you again before tomorrow."
"Cool. So what's up?"
"Not much. I was thinking about you all day though."
"Same here," I replied as I took a swig of my beer.
"So how did I look naked?"
"Very nice. Good enough to eat, even."
We continued to talk for a while. Sharing our likes and dislikes. What kind of music we listened too and what we did for fun. Finally at about 11:00 pm I heard a noise on the other end of the phone and Jason told me he had to hang up now. I asked him what time he wanted me to come over Friday night and he told me that anytime after 7:00 pm would be good. I said my goodbyes and we both hung up.
I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt and threw them in the hamper. My cock was still confined to my briefs and was still resting in the bed of Kleenex I had made. I pulled the tissue out of my briefs and tossed it in the garbage. I slipped out of my briefs and shut off the light in what I thought would be a vain attempt to get some sleep. Much to my surprise I drifted off with nary a problem.
Chapter 3: The Big Day
I awoke Friday morning with butterflies in my stomach. The first time I would see Jason alone. The day dragged on and on with nothing exciting even threatening to happen. Finally after my classes ended I grabbed a quick bite to eat at Marquis Hall and headed down to my room to wait for my alarm clock to hit 7:00.
I completed inane little tasks in the room while waiting. My e-mail correspondence got caught up, I cleaned up my desktop and filed away files that I would need at a later date. Finally the clock read 7:00 and I walked out to Z lot to get my car. I did my usual walk around of the car to make sure it hadn't been vandalised and reassured that it was okay I got behind the wheel. I backed out of my spot and headed to Jason's parents house.
Without many problems I managed to find the house and parked my car on the road in front of the house. I walked up the driveway to the front door and rang the door bell. I heard faint chimes echoing through the large house and the thumping of someone running down a set of stairs. The door swung open and there stood Jason in a pair of those sexy Umbro Soccer shorts and a tight shirt. He invited me in and told me to put my shoes on the mat. As soon as I removed my shoes and placed them on the mat I straightened up and was immediately hugged by Jason. I returned his greeting and laughed a little. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs to his room where we would be watching the videos.
"So how was your day?" Jason asked as he pulled me up the steps.
"Not bad. Yours?"
"Okay."
"Cool. So what have you got for us to watch tonight?"
"I managed to get Air Force One and Akira."
"All right. I haven't seen Air Force One and I would love to see Akira again."
Jason opened the door to his room and I was amazed by the size of it. It was HUGE. He had a king size bed in one corner and an entertainment system set up opposite a couch that was against one of the walls. There was a private bath in another corner. Jason grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the couch. As I crossed the floor I tripped over my own feet and ended up knocking Jason onto the couch while I fell on top of him.
"Are you all right?" Jason asked with a combination of concern and humour in his voice.
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm sorry I'm such a klutz."
Jason looked deep into my eyes and moved his mouth to mine. Our tongues met and I slowly moved out of the awkward position that I was in. I moved up onto the couch and continued kissing Jason. I felt his arm move around my waist and slowly pull my t-shirt out of my pants. His hands began rubbing under my shirt. He tweaked my nipples and gently caressed my chest. I moaned softly and moved my hands under his shirt. His chest was as smooth as a babies bottom except for a light dusting of hair running down the centre of his chest towards his cock. I took his nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and gently pinched and twisted them eliciting moans of pleasure from Jason. He pulled off my t-shirt and pulled me into a standing position. I removed his shirt and then began the mad dash to remove each other's pants to release the rock hard cocks which they contained. I pulled his soccer shorts down and then placed my hand into his briefs in an attempt to free his straining cock. He removed my pants and once free of it's restraint my cock tented in my boxers. Jason slid my underwear down my legs and was rewarded when my cock pointed right at him. I released Jason's burgeoning manhood from it's cotton prison and slowly jerked it's cut length. Jason pushed me down onto the bed and quickly engulfed my manhood with his hot moist mouth. I moaned loudly as he took my seven inches in and slowly let it out. I quickly lifted his head off of my cock and lifted him onto the bed. I inhaled Jason's cock not stopping until i could feel his pubes on my noise. Jason quickly got the idea and moved into the classic 69 position and we both went to work on the cocks in front of our faces. I felt Jason's balls beginning to withdraw into his body and his cock started to bulge. I was nearing climax also. All of a sudden Jason buried his cock into my throat and started shooting his seed down my throat. This sent me over the edge and I slammed my cock as deep as I could into Jason's waiting mouth. And with that all hell broke loose.
"What the fuck?!"
I quickly glanced towards the door of the room and there stood a forty year old man dressed in a suit and staring in disbelief at us.
"Uh, dad. What are you doing home so soon?"
"Never mind what am I doing home so soon. What the fuck are you doing. I thought we had an agreement," his father replied angrily. His father pointed at me. "You stay right there and put some clothes on. Jason you wait for me in my room."
"But dad--"
"NOW!"
Jason and I quickly rolled off the bed and I pulled on my boxers, my jeans, and my t-shirt while Jason grabbed his clothes and left the room. Jason's father pointed to the couch and told me to sit there as he closed the door. I was scared shitless.
"What's your name son?"
"Taylor."
"How old are you Taylor?"
"23."
"Do you know what the age of consent for homosexual sex is in Saskatchewan?"
"18?"
"That's right. Now let's go through this slowly. How old is my son?"
My face blanched as I realised what Jason's father was insinuating. Jason was still a minor. My head slowly dropped to my hands. "Jason said he was 18."
"Did he?"
"Yes."
"You just sit right there then while I go confirm your story with my son." And with that Jason's father left me in Jason's quiet room. I contemplated sneaking out, but I figured that I was fucked either way. About five minutes later Jason's father came back into the room alone. "Jason told me that he lied to you. He wants me to apologise for him."
"Um, thanks."
"My name is Andrew. I am Jason's father."
"Hi."
"You know you are running an awful risk by having sex with everyone who says they are 18. Some people will lie you know."
"I know. I let things get out of control far too quickly. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry. I am glad my son had found someone to love, such as teenage love is."
"Huh?"
"My son told me he was gay when he was 15. He felt that he should be open and honest with me. He said it took him a while and he would have told me sooner except his mother, my wife, had just died and neither of us had taken her death very well. I made him promise that he wouldn't have sex until he was 18 and then after that he was free to do as he pleased. I didn't want him falling prey to some older man who may abuse him, or to get himself into a situation where he didn't want to be."
"I see. I would never do that but I can understand your fears."
"I do not mind if you and Jason would still like to date but I do not want you two having sex until his 18th birthday in a month. Besides you have known him for all of what 3 days."
I blushed. "Yeah. I wasn't planning on doing anything but watching movies tonight but things sort of happened."
"Well, I trust my son and he says that he will remain celibate until his birthday. Will you promise not to have sex with my son until his birthday. If you cannot then I am afraid that I do not want you to see him again."
"I can wait a month."
"Good. Jason, come in here."
Jason walked into the room with his head hanging down. "I am going to go back to back to the concert why don't you two enjoy your movies. I'll see you tomorrow Jason, and it was nice meeting you Taylor.
"Nice meeting you too sir."
Jason's dad got off the couch and headed out of the room quietly pulling the door closed behind him. Jason got up and put a tape into the VCR and pressed play. He sat down on the opposite corner of the couch. He remained quiet throughout the movie not saying a word. I wanted to say something but was unsure what Jason was thinking. When Air Force One finally ended and he pressed rewind on the tape I took the opening to talk to Jason.
"Why didn't you tell me you were 17?"
"You didn't ask."
"You said in your ad that you were 18. What was I supposed to think."
"I'm sorry. If you want to leave now I'll understand."
I sat quietly for a second. Should I stay or should I go?
"I won't leave if you don't want me to."
"Maybe it's best if you go."
"Okay. Give me a call sometime."
I walked down the stairs slowly. This night had crashed and burned. Back to the personal ads. I put on my shoes and walked out to my car. I could see Jason in the second story window looking out as I got in my car and drove back to the U of S. Alone.