Jason and Taylor

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 is entirely false except for the true parts. This is the seventh segment of this story and I highly recommend reading the first six segments that can be found in the Nifty Archive. And now for our feature presentation. Viewer Discretion is advised...

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Jason & Taylor - Segment VII by: Chip Dyp (chipdyp@hotmail.com)

CHAPTER 22

In the weeks that followed the ski trip, Jason and I began spending more time together. We'd see each other just about everyday, and if I didn't get a chance to see Jason in person, I'd talk to him for hours on the phone.

My classes were going as well as could be expected. My plans to attend Grad School were solidified by a research grant from the Potash Corporation of Saskatchewan. They were quite interested in my research proposal and were very eager to support my research efforts. I had also lined up one of my favourite profs to be my advisor, so things were looking good for my future.

Jen and Dan were in the middle of planning their wedding, making sure that everything would be perfect for July 17. Dan and I had already been fitted for our tuxedos. Jason had watched the tailor take our measurements and had wolf whistled when he saw Dan and I in the finished garments. I had to agree. Dan looked very good in his tux.

When the final exam schedule was posted for the semester, I was dismayed to find that my exams were all clustered in a 6 day period right at the end of the exams. I knew I was going to have to work my butt off studying for my finals, and although Jason was a little disappointed he knew that not seeing each other for two weeks would probably be for the best. I'd promised him that we'd have a couple of days together before I buried myself in my work.

I smiled as I drank my Vodka special and gazed out my window and across "The Bowl". The one thing that the campus didn't lack was open green spaces and "The Bowl" was no exception. A giant elliptical patch of grass set right in the middle of the campus and surrounded by the Biology and Physics buildings on one side and the university residences on the other, it was a central place where the students could relax and soak up some rays.

Today however, the bowl was going to be home to a concert that the Student's Union had organised for the last day of classes. I could hear Sloan warming up on the stage that had been set up on the north end of the bowl, just in front of the old Admin building. Thousands of students had already staked out places on the grass in front of the stage and were having a great time drinking and celebrating the end of another session of classes. I was waiting for Jen and Dan to pick me up so that the three of us could celebrate our final day of classes together.

I sat looking at a picture of Jason that he had gotten Dan to take of him. I could see the contours of his face as he smiled at the camera shyly. I rubbed the glass covering the print, wishing that he could've come to the party. Unfortunately, it was a school night for him and he had an English exam the next morning, so he was going to spend the night studying.

A knock at my door snapped me out of my reverie. I swallowed the last of my drink and opened the door. A very drunk Jen and Dan were standing in the hallway, giggling and playing around.

"Hey sexy! Ready to go party?" Jen asked before taking a swig from a Coke bottle that, more than likely, contained more than Coke.

"She's such a little alkie," Dan said as he handed me a nearly full beer bottle, "Here, have a drink. You don't look nearly drunk enough."

I took the offered beer bottle just as one of the Residence Assistants came around the corner.

"Mr. Matheson, you've been here for four years. You know the rules about open alcohol containers in the common areas. Hand it over."

"Awww, come on."

"Yeah, Deanne. It's the last day of classes. Can't you bend the rules a little?" Jen asked as she capped her two-litre bottle.

"You know I can't. Now hand it over Taylor."

Quick as a shot, I put the bottle to my lips and started chugging the contents. I fended off Deanne's attempts to wrestle the bottle away from me until I had finally drained the beer. "I hate to see a good bottle of beer go to waste. Thanks for taking care of the empty, eh," I said with a grin.

"I'll let it slide this time, but only because you're a really good guy, Taylor. You guys have fun at the concert."

"Thanks Deanne," I replied, as I padded down the hallway towards the exit, "You have a fun time with all the drunk 'rezzies' tonight."

"Yeah, right."

We walked out the door and got swept up in the crowd that was assembling. As we settled into the milling crowd, Sloan took to the stage first and started pounding out their familiar tunes. Everyone started moshing and dancing in a large group. It felt so good to be finished school for the year.

After twenty minutes of moshing to Sloan, I found a patch of grass where a bunch of other students had crashed. Dan was sitting among them on a blanket watching Jen dance. On the ground next to him, I saw Jen's empty bottle.

"Hey stranger, mind if I crash for a bit?"

"Have a seat, man. You look like you've had a good time dancing," Dan replied casually as he patted the blanket.

"It's been fun so far. How come you aren't up there dancing with that fine looking girlfriend of yours?"

"Man, I can't keep up with her. She's like a kid on a major sugar rush."

I giggled and looked at where Jen was moshing with a bunch of drunken freshmen. "Yeah, she is quite a handful isn't she?"

"You're one to talk. I saw you dancing. If anyone can keep up with her you can."

"Thanks, but even I can't keep up with her."

"You know, you could've had her if you wanted her."

"What?" I asked, not quite believing what I knew Dan to have said.

"You could've had her if you wanted her. If you had ever asked her out, hell, if you had tried to sleep with her, she would've in a heartbeat. She really loves you."

"She loves you, man. I can see it in her eyes."

"I know. Don't get me wrong, man. I know she loves me and everything and I'm not jealous of the relationship you two have, it's just..."

"What?"

"You're really special."

"Thanks."

"So's Jason."

"I know. I love him a whole lot."

"I can tell."

The silence was deafening as we both sat on the grass watching Jen dance her way through the crowd.

"Let's go dance," I said as I slowly stood up.

Dan caught my eyes with his, "I'm not that good."

"We're not talking rocket science here, my dear boy. We are talking about moshing. Any idiot can mosh. Just let the music take you." I took Dan's hand and pulled him up. I held onto his hand tightly as I dragged him into the crowd.

"Taylor, I can't do this." Jason was yelling to be heard over the music and the roar of the crowd.

"Yes, you I can," I yelled back. "Just relax your mind and let your body take control."

As the music started up again, Dan and I started dancing with the rest of the students. Jen bopped over and joined us, a radiant smile on her face.

"How'd you get him to get off his duff and dance?" Jen leaned close, and yelled at me to be heard over the noise.

"Wasn't hard."

The rest of the night was an alcohol-induced haze. I vaguely remember the other two bands getting up on stage and doing their sets. The three of us stayed in the centre of the mosh pit--moshing the night away. At around midnight, after three encores, the final band, Moist, called it a night and campus security began clearing students out of the bowl. The three of us walked back to our building in our sweat soaked clothes. Jen ran ahead of us, badly needing to use the bathroom.

"Why don't you come up to my room for a quick drink?" Dan asked as we pulled open the door to the building.

"Sounds good, but don't you and Jen want to, uh..."

"We'll have plenty of time for that after," Dan said with a laugh, "Come on, one last drink before bed."

"Okay," I replied, as I started up the stairs to Dan's room.

I talked to Deanne for a moment while Dan fished his keys out of his pocket and opened the door. We both said good night to Deanne before going into Dan's room for a final drink. Dan walked over to his fridge and pulled a couple of Molson Canadians out before he shut the door.

I sat down on the couch that Dan had bought at the Salvation Army store and took the beer he offered me.

"You know Taylor, it feels so weird. I've only known you for what, a year and a half?"

"A little less than that."

"Yeah, well, close enough. But anyway, it feels like I've known you for a lot longer."

I smiled at Dan and took a swig of the ice-cold beer.

"Taylor, can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot."

"When you and Jason kiss, what does it feel like?"

My brow furrowed as I thought for a second. "It's hard to describe. I'd imagine it feels much the same as kissing a girl, beautiful."

Dan nodded his head and took a swig of his beer before putting his beer down on the table beside him. "That's what I thought."

I took another swig of my beer and gazed down at the floor. "What's it like to kiss a girl?"

I crooked my head and shot a sideways glance at Dan. He looked into my eyes and didn't say a word. He leaned closer to me and gently put his hand behind my head. I didn't breathe as he brought his lips to mine and gently kissed me. I felt his tongue as it entered my mouth and caressed my tongue. I closed my eyes and let myself drift for a few moments. I felt as though I was trapped in the current of a strong river, being pulled further and further downstream. Dan broke off the kiss and I looked into his eyes. They held only fear. That fear jolted me into a realization of what I had just done.

I stood up quickly, letting the beer bottle that had been in my hand fall to the ground. It shattered, breaking the silence.

"Oh God" I whispered. I began backing up toward Dan's door. I had kissed Dan!

"I'm...I'm sorry, Taylor. I... I'm sorry." Tears formed in the corners of Dan's eyes.

I turned the doorknob and quickly left the room. I didn't know what I was going to do. I had kissed my best friend's fiancŽ. What would Jennifer say? What would JASON say?

"Hey, Taylor," I heard a drunken voice shout. "Come have a drink, man."

Ignoring whoever that was, I walked down the stairs to my room. I hung onto the railing tightly, as I slowly, carefully made my way down to my floor. I pulled out my room key and, despite my shaking hands, was able to unlock the door. I pushed the door open and flicked on the light before I heard a loud groan coming from my bed.

"Nhhh, turn off the light, Taylor."

I hurriedly flicked off the main lights and turned on a desk lamp that I kept on my desk.

"J-- Jason, is that you?"

"You expecting some other naked guy in your bed at this time of night, Mr. Matheson?"

Jason pulled the covers off his head and looked at me. Even in the dim light he could tell something was wrong.

"What's wrong, Taylor? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"It's nothing, Jason."

"I don't believe you, Taylor. You can tell me."

"No I can't."

"Yes, you can," Jason quickly countered as he took my hand. I sat down at the head of the bed, beside Jason, and gently caressed the side of his face.

"Jason, I, I kissed Dan."

"Jen's Dan?" Jason asked quietly.

"Yeah. Actually, he kissed me, but, but I didn't stop him."

Jason sat quietly for a couple of moments before he threw back the covers and started getting dressed.

"Jason, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to let..."

"Taylor..." Jason interrupted, and then he stopped. He apparently changed his mind. He just shook his head and continued dressing.

"What?" I asked quietly. "I didn't mean for this to happen, Jason. I love you and I'd never do anything to hurt you."

"Yet, you didn't have enough self control to keep from kissing your best friend's fiancŽ."

"I didn't kiss him, he kissed me."

"I see. And as the poor struggling victim, I suppose you tried to fight the awful beast off, but failed? Face it, Taylor. You didn't even try to stop him. And that at least implies that a part of you liked what was happening."

"I didn't say that."

Silently, Jason pulled on his boots and his coat and started towards the door. I quickly stood and grabbed his hand. "Please, Jason. Don't go. Let me explain."

"There is nothing to explain. You kissed Dan. Now you want to sleep with me. That pretty much brings things up to speed, but I've got news for you. I'd rather rot in hell than sleep with you right now. If you want to sleep with someone, why not ask Dan? Maybe he'll give you one hell of a fuck!" Jason pulled his hand from mine and stormed out of my room slamming the door behind him.

I stood in the dimly lit room. I walked over to my fridge and pulled out a case of Canadian's that I'd been saving. I sat down on the floor at the foot of my bed and flicked on my TV. There was very little on, but I blindly channel surfed for hours as I drank one beer after another, before finally passing out.

I awoke the next morning with the TV tuned to Much Music where the latest Spice Girls video was playing. My stomach was in full rebellion and I rose quickly, ignoring the blinding headache that threatened to blow off the top of my head. I ran stumbling, out of my room and down the hall to the bathroom. Pushing the door open, I ran towards the stalls. The first one I tried was occupied and I just made it into the second one before I let loose the contents of my stomach. My body heaved several times in an attempt to evict the last bilious remnant of the night's journey through the land of intoxication. Finally, when I thought I was done, I flushed the toilet and exited the stall.

"Fuck, Taylor! That's shit's nasty. If you're gonna do that every fucking morning, can you at least go to a different fucking bathroom?"

I just muttered "Whatever." I held up my hand and walked out of the bathroom. That fucking primadona is a prick anyway. If my vomit annoyed him, that was his tough luck.

I walked slowly back to my bedroom, in a vain attempt to ease the pain on my aching brain. I had been waking up with a doozie of a headache everyday. The only good thing was that they diminished in intensity as the day went on. In about three hours it would be all but gone. I pushed open my door and grabbed the bottle of extra strength Tylenol that was sitting on my dresser. I quickly dumped three caplets into my hand and downed them without any water. I could still taste the bile on my tongue as I looked through my fridge for the bottle of water that I kept in there. I finally found the bottle and took a long drink from it. The cold water felt good as it washed the dregs of last night's party down my throat.

There was a loud pounding on my door as I put the bottle back. I groaned loudly and yelled to whomever it was to come in.

"So how does my boyfriend rate as a kisser?" Jen asked cheerily as she swept into the room and shut the door behind her.

"Uh, Jen, uh, I'm so sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" Jen laughed. "Dan told me he kissed you. He was so embarrassed this morning when he finally told me what was wrong."

"You're, you're not upset?"

"Why should I be? You have a very steady boyfriend and you are one of my best friends. There's really nothing to be upset about. Dan was just a little curious that's all."

"You're taking this better than Jason did."

"I should be." Jen sat down on the bed. "Think about it. How would you feel if one of Jason's cute friends kissed him?"

I looked at the floor trying to imagine what I'd say if John had kissed Jason. "I'd be jealous," I said quietly.

"Bingo. He's jealous that another man kissed you. He feels threatened by Dan."

"Then how come you don't feel threatened by me?"

"Taylor, honey, you are very good looking. You are smart. You are kind. But you have a penis, a very nice penis I'm sure, but a penis none-the-less. I'm pretty sure that Dan is straight."

"You know, even if Dan were gay and I were single, I wouldn't do anything with him while you were going out."

"I know, Taylor. But, you need to go talk to Jason and explain this all to him."

"Yeah, well, it's... " I paused as I squinted at my alarm clock, "10:30. He's at school right now."

"So, go pick him up after school. Talk to him then. But, don't make a scene."

I nodded my head. "Thanks."

"Now, answer my question. How does my boyfriend rate as a kisser?"

I smiled at Jen and replied, "He's not bad. A little more force than I'm used to, but definitely a good kisser."

"You don't find he uses his tongue a little much?"

I burst out laughing as Jen looked at me with a mischievous smile. "I can't believe we are talking about how your boyfriend kisses."

"Well, I thought that it might lighten the mood. You look a little down. Oh, by the way, Dan wants to apologise to you and I'm sure he'll want to apologise to Jason. How about we all go out for supper tonight if Jason agrees. Dan's treat."

"Let's not make any plans just quite yet. I still have to convince Jason that the kiss meant nothing."

"He'll get over it. I know he will. Give us a call when you find out what Jason has to say."

"You going to be at Dan's all day?"

"Uh huh. I'm gonna have him showing me how much he loves me."

"Sounds like fun. Don't break anything though."

"We won't. Have a good day."

Jen stood and walked towards the door. She opened the door and then pushed it shut once more, and looked back at me. "Dan thinks that you are a fabulous kisser." With that little tidbit of info firmly lodged in my mind, she walked out of the room and pulled the door closed behind her.

I walked over to where the remote control was sitting on the floor and shut off the TV before I slowly started removing my clothes. Once I had finished undressing, I set my alarm for 2 pm and crawled into my bed for a little nap.

My head felt like it was going to explode when my alarm clock blared its wake up call. I stumbled out of my bed, barely managing to stay on my feet as I rushed to turn off the alarm. I stifled a groan and put my hands over my eyes. Walking over to my dresser, and I dumped three Tylenol caplets into my hand. I popped them into my mouth and forced them down without any water.

Grabbing my remote control off the nightstand I turned the TV on and tuned on MuchMusic. Some talking head with breasts was yammering away with an artist I couldn't identify with my half closed eyes. I flicked the TV off and grabbed my robe and shower stuff. I wanted to look my best when I went to talk to Jason.

I quickly showered and cleaned myself up in the bathroom, finishing just as the cleaning staff got to the bathroom to clean it. Walking back to my room, I quickly dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater. I cinched up my belt and noticed that on my usual setting my pants were a little too loose. I tightened up the belt another notch and then pulled on my boots. After I had tied my boots, I looked at the clock. It was only three. The drive over to Jason's school would only take about twenty minutes, and he got out at half past three. I could handle waiting the extra ten minutes.

The drive through the city was uneventful. All the high school students with their probationary driver's licenses were still listening to their teachers drone on and on endlessly on some topic that likely wasn't holding anyone's attention. All I had to worry about were the seniors out on the roads.

The line of cars idling in the drive of the school stretched for a good 100 metres, threatening to spill out onto the road. I took a quick look down a couple of side streets that intersected with Preston Avenue and decided that I could park on one of them and walk the short distance to the school. Finding a parking spot wasn't difficult. About ten metres from the corner there was enough space for me to pull my nimble little car up to the curb. I hopped out and walked towards the school. I had just arrived at the front doors when the final bell rang. Shortly thereafter, as at schools worldwide, seemingly the entire student body attempted to push and jostle it's way to freedom through the large double doors. I stood on the sidewalk at the entrance scanning the crowd for Jason, hoping that I would not miss him in all the madness.

Within ten minutes the sidewalk had cleared and the line of cars that had seemed to stretch on forever had thinned, leaving only the odd car waiting. I had missed him. He must've left via by a different exit. As I turned to walk back to the car, I heard the school doors open once more. I glanced over my shoulder to take one final look and was rewarded with the sight of Jason and John walking out of the school.

"Jason" I called. "I need to talk to you."

"Did you want me to stay, Jason?" John asked as he fixed me with a cold stare.

"It's all right, John. Thanks." Jason looked at me with half closed eyes.

"I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot if you need a ride." John took one final look at me before turning to go.

"Thanks John. What did you want to talk about, Taylor?"

"I want to talk to you about last night."

"What more can you say?" Jason asked as he walked over to the bike rack in front of the school. "You kissed Dan."

"Yes, I kissed Dan. Yes, I realise it was a major mistake. And believe it or not, I know what you are feeling."

"What am I feeling?"

"The same thing I would feel if you told me that John had kissed you. Jealousy, anger, betrayal."

"I'm not feeling so much betrayed as I am angry and jealous."

"I understand. There is no way I can excuse my behaviour. I can't even explain it. I just want you to know that the only person that I truly love is you."

Jason looked up at me and into my eyes. "I know. I couldn't sleep at all last night as I thought about Dan kissing you. But as I kept thinking about it, I realised the kiss meant absolutely nothing. Dan just was curious. I also realised that you were as upset as I was over it, albeit for different reasons."

I blushed and looked at the ground. "I was upset at first, now I'm just embarrassed."

"Why are you embarrassed?" Jason asked slyly.

"Well, because Jen is going to keep reminding me and Dan every time we are together about 'the kiss'."

Jason giggled and walked over to me. He took my hand into his and held on to it tightly. "You think you have it bad. Think about poor Dan. He's never going to live it down."

I smiled and looked at Jason. I wrapped my arms around his lithe figure and hugged him tightly. The sound of the school doors opening brought us back to reality and we quickly released our grip on each other. Jason took my hand and looked up at me. "So where did ya park, stranger?"

"Over there," I said as I pointed towards the car. "Did you want to tell John that you're coming home with me?"

"I think he figured it out," Jason said, as he pointed to John's car as it drove past with John waving.

Jason and I were walking across the still dead grass towards my car when a thought struck me. "Oh, hey, I'm supposed to ask you if you want to go to supper with Jen and Dan. Dan wants to apologise to you for kissing me."

"An apology from him isn't necessary, but supper sounds cool. I'm trying to stay away from the house as long as possible tonight."

"Why?"

"Dad's got a date and I figure I'd probably be in the way."

"Cool." I stopped in my tracks and started laughing.

"What?" Jason said, as he threw me a puzzled look.

"Maybe you can walk in on your dad having oral sex with his date."

"Taylor, that's just fucking gross," Jason said loudly. He smacked me on the shoulder.

"Yeah, well, what do you think your dad thought when he saw you and I sucking each other?"

"I don't even want to know."

I unlocked the doors and started the car. "So. Where to?" I asked as I looked over at Jason.

"Let's go to my place. I'll pick up some stuff and leave Dad a note. That's if you'll let me stay with you."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Ten minutes of driving later, I pulled into the Rawlings' drive and Jason jumped out and ran up the stairs. Five minutes later he ran back out to the car and poked his head in the door. "Dad left me a note. I'm supposed to ask you if you can come to supper tomorrow. He says he wants to discuss some stuff with us."

"I can make it."

"Cool. I'll add it to my note. Be right back."

Supper with Jen and Dan was a little tense at first but as the night progressed Dan and Jason started returning to normal. I caught both of them taking little glances at each other but I let it slide. All that was needed was a little time. Before long things would be completely normal.

Supper the next night at the Rawlings' house proved to be anything but normal. It started when Mr. Rawlings asked where I was going to live during the summer. The university doesn't let anyone stay in residence over the summer months, instead choosing that time to repair and improve the quarters as well as using them in emergency situations.

I told him I planned on subletting an apartment and then moving back into res when University started up again in the fall. Mr. Rawlings shocked both Jason and me by inviting me to stay with them for the summer. I initially declined his generous offer, but after a lot of persuading by both Mr. Rawlings and Jason, I finally acquiesced and accepted the offer on one condition. I told Mr. Rawlings that I would have to pay rent or I couldn't do it. Mr. Rawlings fixed his eyes on me and there was silence for several seconds. Then he nodded his head and smiled at me. I smiled back and looked at Jason. He looked at the two of us and smiled.

"So it's settled then? Taylor is staying here for the summer?"

Mr. Rawlings and I nodded our heads and Jason jumped out of his chair and hugged his dad before coming over and wrapping me up in a big hug. "I can hardly wait for summer!" Jason kissed me.

I didn't say anything. I just continued to smile.

CHAPTER 23

I could hardly believe that I had written my last final exam for my undergraduate degree, but I had. I walked out of the lecture hall smiling to myself. I had aced my finals. I knew my marks were gonna be phenomenal. However, the best part of my academic success was my acceptance into the Doctoral program for Computer Science in Saskatoon.

As I walked out the door of the lecture hall, I ran into the Computer Science Students Association president, Doug Schmitt.

"Finished your finals, Taylor?"

"Uh huh. You?"

"Nah, I've got another one on Monday." Doug said. "So what's this I hear about you not coming to the big post convocation party?"

I rolled my eyes as I started walking out of the engineering building. "Jen put you up to this didn't she?"

Doug just laughed as he walked down the hallway with me. "Yeah. She said that I had to try and get you to come to the party as she wasn't having much luck."

"Well, good luck."

"So why aren't you coming to the party? It's the last time we'll be all together for the next 10 or so years and you are the only no show."

I smiled and kept walking. "I can't make it to the party."

"Well, why not?"

"It's personal."

"Aww, I think you are just trying to get out of coming by saying that."

I pushed open the door to exit the engineering building on my way back to rez. "Honest, look I would come, but..."

"Hey sexy, wait up."

I turned around just in time to catch Jason as he ran towards me. Jason wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me full on the lips. I stood there with my arms at my sides as Jason and I kissed.

Jason finally broke the kiss and held his hand out to Doug. "Hi, I'm Jason."

Doug shook Jason's hand and smirked at me. "Hi, I'm Doug. I'm guessing you probably know Taylor."

I rolled my eyes as Doug and Jason laughed at their little joke.

"So you're Taylor's boyfriend? The guy I've heard so much about? So why isn't your boyfriend coming to the year end computer science party?"

Jason stopped and looked at me. "I dunno. Why aren't you going to the party, Taylor?"

"'Cause there is going to be alcohol served and you are under age."

"Aww, come on Taylor," Doug chided me, "You know as well as I do that no one checks ID at a private function."

Jason walked over to where I had stopped on the path and wrapped his arms around me. He looked into my eyes and pulled me tight to his body. "Can we please go to the party?"

"Your dad will nail me to the wall if I take you to a party where you could get drunk."

"Don't worry about my dad. I'll talk to him. I'm sure it will be okay. Besides, he likes you."

"Yes, but would he like me if I got you all liquored up?"

"Definitely."

"Okay, we'll go. But only if your dad agrees."

Jason placed his hand behind my head and kissed me. We kissed for a few seconds before I heard Doug clear his throat."

"So will you two love birds be coming to the party?"

I nodded my head and looked over at Jason. "Yeah, we'll be coming. You're sure there won't be any problem having a minor there?"

"Half of the first year class is still underage, besides, my girlfriend is only 18. I wouldn't set up a party where we couldn't get minors in."

"Ah, robbing the cradle are you?"

Jason slapped me across the stomach. "You're one to talk Mr. Matheson."

I smiled and tried to look as innocent as possible. Doug and Jason just laughed.

"I've got to get back to studying Taylor. You can get your tickets from Maggie, and I'll see you at the party, if not sooner.

"See you then."

Jason wrapped his arm around my waist and walked with me back to my room. The halls of the residence were filled with boxes and drinking rezies as everyone prepared to move out and head home. Jason and I dodged all the obstacles and made it to my room with only a few problems. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, allowing Jason to enter the room before me. Before I turned to face Jason, I pushed the door close and locked it. Jason pushed my backpack straps off my shoulder and hugged me tightly.

"Happy to be done finals?"

I nodded my head. Slowly I began kissing Jason. He moaned softly and began grinding his hard cock against my own straining manhood.

"Hmmm, I can't believe you are going to be moving in with me today."

"Neither can I," I replied softly as I released Jason. "Are you sure your dad is okay with this?"

"He's the one that asked, Taylor." Jason brushed a bit of stray hair out of my eyes. "If he wasn't comfortable with it he wouldn't have asked. Besides, it's only for four months and then its back to rez with you."

I smiled and kissed Jason. I had been hesitant to accept Mr Rawlings very generous offer to stay at the house for the summer, but after a lot of convincing from both the Rawlings men, I had been swayed. The summer was going to be interesting.

Jason slowly began undoing the buttons on my shorts, as I massaged his cute little butt. "Now, seeing as you are done finals you can give me something I've wanted for the past two weeks."

"What would that be?" I asked playing dumb.

"Oh, I think you know."

"Really?" I raised an eyebrow.

Jason slipped his hand into my briefs and gently caressed and squeezed my straining cock. He pushed my shorts and briefs to the ground and pulled me closer. "Now I'm sure even a college student like yourself can figure out what a horny high school senior wants."

I kissed Jason and undid the button on his shorts. I slowly slid the zipper down and found a hot tube of flesh waiting for me. "No underwear?"

"Hmmm, takes too much time to take off."

I spun Jason around and began stroking his very erect cock. Taking the hem of his shirt in my other hand I pulled it up and over Jason's head, completely stripping him. Jason turned around in my arms and lifted my shirt over my head. We were both naked now, standing in the middle of my room. I kissed Jason's neck and shoulders while he moaned quietly.

"Did you bring a tube of lube?" I whispered breathlessly as Jason began nipping at my nipples.

"No, we'll have to use yours," Jason said as he switched nipples.

"Um, I don't have any."

Jason stopped and looked at me. "What do you mean you don't have any lube?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't have any lube. We used the last of it the last time you stayed over, remember?"

"Yeah, but that was like two weeks ago...and we haven't done anything in two weeks."

"Bingo."

"And you didn't buy any because..."

"I wasn't going to be having sex for two weeks so it wasn't a pressing problem."

Jason rolled his eyes and shook his head at me before smiling. He grabbed his leaking cock in his left hand and looked at me. "Well, what am I supposed to do with this?"

I dropped to my knees and pushed Jason's hand out of the way before inhaling his swollen member. Jason let out a squeal of delight as I swished my tongue around the corona of his cock. He grabbed my head in his hands and began driving his cock in and out of my waiting mouth. I let my love set the pace as I serviced his delicious cock. Jason slammed his cock deep into my throat and pumped streamer after streamer of his hot cum down my throat. I pulled back letting Jason's hot deflating cock slip from my lips as I began coughing. Jason sank to the ground, exhausted from his quick sexual romp and leaned against me as I continued coughing.

"You, all right?" Jason asked breathlessly as he wrapped his arm around my back lovingly.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Something caught in my throat."

Jason giggled and hugged me. "Sorry about that. I was just so horny. I've been saving up for two whole weeks for you."

"You didn't masturbate for two whole weeks? That's got to be some kind of record."

Jason smacked my stomach and then pushed me so I was lying on the ground. "I know you don't have that kind of control. So how long has it been since you last came?"

"What time is it now?"

Jason looked across the room at my alarm clock, "It's 11:30."

"Then it's been four hours."

"Four hours? And you think I'm always horny."

I giggled as I wiggled my hips. "Look, it's dancing for you."

Jason just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "And, I suppose it wants a tongue bath."

I just nodded my head and looked up at Jason with puppy dog eyes. Jason leaned forward and slowly licked up a drop of precum that oozed out the tip. I let out a guttural moan to encourage Jason to keep going. Jason opened his mouth and slowly bobbed his head up and down the length of the shaft. I was in heaven. Jason kept working on my rock hard tool. He took my balls in his left hand and rolled and squeezed them, driving me wild with lust. I thrust my hips upward and let loose a thin stream of cum into Jason's waiting mouth. He squeezed and stroked the shaft of my softening penis to get the last of my cream. Jason flicked the tip of my cock with his tongue one last time before he lay down on the rug beside me. He rolled onto his side and looked across at my rising and falling chest.

"So, was it as good as you remembered?"

"Better."

"Good, I'd hate to think that I'd lost my touch."

"Hmmm, no chance of that." I rolled onto my side to look at my love.

"Well, should we lie here for a few more minutes and then get to work moving all this crap over to my house."

"Hey, it's not crap."

"I'm sorry. Should we lie here for a few more minutes and then get to work moving all this junk over to my house? Is that better?" Jason said with a smile.

"That's better." I said in my mock serious voice. "So where are we going to put all of this crap?"

"Hmmm, well, let's see. You and most of your personal stuff are going to go in my room. Your TV, VCR, stereo and old school stuff are gonna go downstairs in the basement in a storage room. You don't really have a lot of stuff, do you?"

"Not really. Is there gonna be room for some clothes in your closet and in your drawers?"

"Well, you do have those two drawers for the clothes that you've left at my house for when you stay over. And I'm sure I can make a little closet space for you in my closet."

"Cool, that should be more than enough space then."

"So, what did, um, Dr. Warner say last week."

I paused for a second to formulate my lie. "He said that I'm as fit as a fiddle, but that he'd like to continue seeing me once a week for a study he's doing. So I told him, I'd participate in the study and continue seeing him."

"Cool. Well, should we load up the vehicles?"

"Hmmm, I just want to lie here with you in my arms."

"We better not stay here too long. John is probably waiting at my house to help unload the truck."

"It was nice of him to give me a hand. Maybe I'll have to give him a blow job or something," I teased. I pulled Jason tight against my body.

Jason pouted at me and then his face suddenly brightened. "Well, I don't think he'd be too thrilled, but if he says yes I want to stay and watch."

"You naughty little pervert."

Jason just smiled at me and sat up. "Come on old man. Let's get dressed and load up the truck."

"This shouldn't take too long." I sat up and reached for my underwear. "Just the TV, Stereo, VCR, two boxes and my suitcases."

We both dressed and started hauling things down the hallway to the loading dock where Mr. Rawlings' Yukon Denali waited. It only took 30 minutes to get the remainder of my stuff out of my room and into the back seat. After I had the Resident Assistant check over my room for damage, I turned in my keys and walked out of the residence for the last time.

As I followed Jason through the city to his house, my mind was filled with worry and self-doubt. I couldn't believe that I had agreed to move in with Jason even if it was for just four months. It still seemed weird. It was one thing for me to share Jason's bed on a semi-regular basis, but now I'd be doing it every night, and I didn't know what Jason or Mr. Rawlings expected.

I smiled as I pulled alongside the curb and hopped out of my Sunfire. Jason finished backing the Denali into the driveway while I stood on the lawn thinking. When I heard the transmission shift into park and the sound of Jason shutting off the engine I looked to the driver's door to look at my love. His attention was still captured by the steel beast that he was controlling, but quickly he looked out his window at me. Jason through me a quick smile and cracked open his door.

"Well, let's get this stuff unloaded, and then head out to the drug store. We definitely don't want to run out of lube again."

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a one track mind? All you think about is sex."

Jason wrapped his arms around my waist and ground his crotch into mine. "At least I can go two weeks without masturbating, unlike someone I know."

As I leaned forward to kiss Jason, I cracked a little smile. After I broke the kiss, I moved my mouth to his ear and whispered, "Every time I masturbated I was fantasising about you. It kept me sane."

"Maybe we'll have to act out some of those fantasies, sexy. I'm kinda interested to see what turns you on."

"Well, that should be quite obvious. You, candles, chocolate and romantic music."

Jason tilted his head and blushed furiously. He leaned into me once more and gave me a long passionate kiss. As our lips broke, Jason brushed aside a loose strand of hair from my face and grinned once more. "I think that we've given the neighbours enough of a show now. Maybe we should take the stuff in and continue our romantic interludes inside."

I grabbed Jason and lifted him into my arms. "Fuck the stuff! Let's go upstairs and act out a fantasy or two."

I walked carefully up the stairs to the front door while Jason clung tightly to my neck. He released his grip for a second to open the lock on the door, before he finally opened it. His smooth arms returned to their previous position around my neck and Jason kissed me on the cheek. "To the bedroom, stud muffin! I'm yours to ravish."

"You guys sound like a bad Harlequin romance novel," John said as he came around the corner and leaned against the wall. He shook his head and smiled at a stunned Jason and I.

As Jason's feet hit the floor, he turned and stuck his tongue out at his friend. "And how would you know what a bad Harlequin romance novel sounds unless you read them?"

I rolled my eyes and swatted Jason's pert little butt. "Thanks for offering to help, John. There isn't much stuff at least.

"My pleasure. It sure seems weird, helping my best friend's boy friend move in. I always thought that I'd be helping Jason move into his own place."

"Yeah, well. I decided that I liked rez, and the Rawlings were kind enough to offer to let me stay here for the four months. I'm only worried about one thing."

"What's that?" John asked as Jason turned around to look at me.

"I'm afraid this," I said as I grabbed my crotch, "is going to get absolutely no rest."

John and I started laughing as Jason looked on, his face masked with a look of mock disgust. "I suppose it," Jason said as he grabbed my crotch, "absolutely hates all the exercise."

I turned to Jason and kissed him on the nose. "Nope, it loves every second of it. So, let's go unload the truck and I'll treat you guys to pizza."

"And beer?" Jason and John added simultaneously.

"Sure, why not. I don't mind being drawn and quartered by your parents."

"Aww, come on. You know my dad loves you," Jason replied with a grin.

"Uh, huh. But he's also a very law abiding person. For example, say that little incident before someone turned 18. Do you happen to recall that night?"

"I'll remember that night forever Taylor. It was one of the best nights of my life. Not to mention one of the most embarrassing nights of my life."

"You think it was embarrassing for you?" I led the way back out to the truck.

"I don't know what my dad would do if he caught me with a girl let alone a guy in my bed," John added as he followed us out. "I can't imagine it would be good though."

"Yeah, parents tend to be weird that way." I pulled open the door to back of the Denali. "You don't know what their reaction will be until it actually happens."

"If it was a girl, I think my dad would be okay with it. He'd just tell me to be careful. If it was a guy, well, I don't know what he'd say." John grabbed one side of the TV.

I grabbed the other side of the TV and lifted it off the floor of the truck. "You want to walk backwards or forwards?"

"Backwards. So, you excited to be done Uni for the year?"

"Well, now that I'm a grad student I'm not really done. I'm gonna be working in the computer labs as a lab demonstrator for intercession and then doing some research during July and August. So really, I'm not going to get much of a break."

"That's gotta suck."

"It's not so bad. So have you decided what you are going to take next year?" I asked as we walked through the door.

"Uh yeah, where are we going with this Jason?"

"Downstairs" Jason said. He closed the door behind us.

"'Kay. Jason and I are gonna be taking premed together."

"Really? Cool. Jason wasn't sure what he wanted to do the last time we talked about it."

"Just made up my mind a couple of days ago. I'm going to be an ophthalmologist."

"Cool, so you can fix my eyes after they become all buggy from staring at a monitor all day."

"Uh huh" Jason said. "Storage room is to your left, John"

"Which left, yours or mine?"

"That one." Jason pointed the direction he wanted us to go.

John and I put the TV down where Jason indicated it was to go and Jason placed the VCR on a table next to it. We finished unloading the rest of the stuff in the truck and decided that we'd just order pizza for supper and watch a couple of movies.

After sitting through the agonisingly long "The Wedding Singer" and the surprisingly good "Deep Impact" with us, John had to head home. We followed him to the door and said our goodbyes before heading back upstairs. When we got up to the room, Jason began kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his back and just held him as we kissed. I cupped my hand behind his head and held him against me as he broke off the kiss.

"Shall we celebrate you moving in?" Jason rested his head against my shoulder.

"Hmmm, I'm sure we can think of something else to celebrate."

"How about the fact that I love you and I will never let you go."

I smiled and nodded my head, "That sounds good."

Jason took my hand and led me to the bed. He sat me down on the edge of the bed and kissed my forehead. Gracefully, he began undressing before me. He slid his shirt over his tight hairless chest, before looking at me with seductive eyes. I watched as he popped the button on his shorts and slowly lowered the zipper. His beautiful soft cock was resting against his balls in a tangle of brown pubes. I reached out to gently stroke it and was rewarded with a playful slap on the back of my hand.

"Uh, uh, uh." Jason shook his finger at me. "You don't get to touch until I say so."

I pouted and then smiled as I looked at my love. He was naked except for his socks and as far as I was concerned he could wear them all night. I was more interested in what he had uncovered thus far.

Jason licked his finger and left a trail of saliva from the lob of my ear to the collar of my shirt. My breathing quickened and my heart pounded in my chest. Jason took my hand and helped me off the edge of the bed. I wrapped my arms around his back and caressed his smooth skin. Jason calmly pushed my hands away and popped the button on my jeans. The blue denim fell to the floor with a quiet rustle. Jason began squeezing and rubbing my genitals through the thin fabric of my briefs. I let out a low guttural moan and began nibbling on Jason's ear.

Jason continued undressing me, getting my help as he needed with gentle tugging on the material of the clothes. I flicked his earlobe one last time before he whispered in my ear "I need you now."

I nodded my head and we moved to the bed. Jason lay down on his back and spread his legs to let me consummate our love. I started at his nipples and began kissing my way down to where his now hard cock was leaking precum in anticipation. I wrapped my hand around his cock and gently pumped it once, twice, three times. Jason's back lifted off the mattress and he began whimpering. I could barely hear him when he whispered the word "Please". I reached over to his night table where he kept the tube of Astroglide and came up empty.

I kissed my way back up his chest and whispered, "Where's the Astroglide baby?"

Jason just looked at me for a moment and then muttered, "Aww, fuck."

I rolled over onto the bed beside him and just looked at Jason. "Let me guess, you don't have any either."

"No, I don't. I dumped the bottle all over the floor last week when I was cleaning my room."

"I guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

"Taylor, I can't wait till tomorrow. I need you now."

"There's nothing I can do."

"Do me without lube."

"No. I don't want to hurt you."

"I don't care if you hurt me a little. I want you and I want you now."

"No," I said. I shook my head to emphasise. "I don't care how bad you need me, I'm not going to do it unless we use lube."

"Well, get dressed then. You and I are going to Shopper's Drug Mart and we're gonna buy a couple tubes."

I groaned and closed my eyes. I didn't want to get dressed and go shopping at 11pm for Astroglide.

"Please Taylor, for me?"

I opened my eyes and gave Jason a lopsided grin. "All right, let's go get some.

"You're the best babe. You won't regret this. I'm gonna give you a night of pleasure to remember."

After our letting our dripping erections soften enough so that we didn't look like sex starved perverts out of the institution on a day pass, Jason and I dressed and drove to the all night Shopper's. We quickly located the object of our desire and grabbed three bottles of it. Jason practically ran to the till with the three bottles and I slowly followed. The clerk gave us a scowl of disgust, but I ignored her. I didn't think Jason had noticed until he turned and yelled, "You're just cranky, 'cause you ain't getting any!" as we walked out the door.

The ride home was very quiet. We were just about home when a song came on that I didn't recognise. This in and of itself wasn't that unusual, but the more I listened to the song the more I got into it. As the singer sang "Everything's going to be all right, rock a by" I felt a tear well up from within.

I kept my eyes locked on the road as things that I didn't want to think about stormed through my mind. I couldn't look at Jason as I drove on towards his home. I needed a smoke, badly. Jason was looked over at me and saw a tear twinkle as an oncoming headlight reflected off of it.

"What's wrong, babe?"

I was pulled out of the image show and returned to the here and now. "Uh, uh nothing, nothing. It's just this song. It's moved me."

Jason reached over the centre console of the Sunfire and placed his hand on my thigh. He smiled at me and turned up the volume. "He's right you know. Everything is going to be all right."

I nodded my head and smiled at Jason. I only wish I could be as optimistic as he was.

I turned into the driveway of the Rawlings' home and parked on the edge. Jason opened his door and grabbed the bag from the backseat. I sat in my seat for a few moments just looking at the dash and the lights of the city in the distance. Jason walked around to my side of the car and took my hand.

We walked upstairs to Jason's room and began undressing ourselves. Jason was done first and when I had finished he took my hand and ushered me to the bed. He pushed me down gently and told me to lie back. I shuffled my way up the bed until my hand was resting on Jason's pillows. Jason smiled at me and kissed my belly button. I could feel his tongue as it swirled the deepest crevices of the navel. He tilted his head and looked at me. I felt as he took my cock into his hand and slowly started stroking it. My cock responded as it always did when Jason caressed it. Once Jason was happy with what he had achieved he opened one of the new tubes and squirted some into his hands. It felt wonderful as he worked the cool, slick substance into my hard member. I moaned softly, almost afraid that Jason was going to make me cum quickly, yet relishing the thought of a quick shot of orgasmic bliss.

Jason must've sensed my imminent explosion as he stopped stroking my cock and caressed my chest with his still slick hand. Jason squirted another shot of lube into his hand and rubbed it on his quivering hole. I wasn't prepared when Jason straddled my chest and carefully began lowering himself onto my cock. Once he had the head all the way in, he let himself go and impaled himself on my rod. I let out a loud groan and started to sit up. Jason hadn't said anything, but his face was contorted in pain.

I wrapped my arms around his back and comforted him. "Are you all right, Jason?"

"Yeah," Jason breathed. "I just didn't think it would hurt this much."

"Okay, hang on."

I grabbed Jason tightly, and rolled to the side. I supported my weight while Jason lay back against the pillows. Slowly I pulled my cock out of Jason's hole. I had an idea what the problem was. I just hoped that Jason hadn't ripped anything in his enthusiasm.

I turned on his night lamp and peered at his still tight hole. There was no blood, which I took to be a good sign. There was also precious little lube on his rosebud. I grabbed the bottle of the night table and dripped a copious amount on Jason's anus and slowly began coating the exterior. Gently I pressed against the muscle and was pleased when it opened to allow my well-lubed finger in. I used more lube and coated the walls of Jason's tight little tunnel. He hadn't used enough lube. Jason wiggled around as I stroked his prostate. I smiled as the pain on his face turned into ecstasy.

"Are you ready?" I asked quietly. I hadn't seen Mr. Rawlings all night and didn't want to see him right at this particular moment.

"Go slow please?"

"Anything you want babe."

I pressed the head of my slick cock against Jason's sphincter and pushed. The head of my cock slid in easily and Jason let out a loud moan.

"Are you all right?" I asked as I looked up at Jason.

"This is how I remember it feeling. This is fantastic."

I smiled and pushed my cock deeper into Jason. Jason groaned and thrust his hips to take more of me in. I gently started thrusting in and out, letting Jason get reacquainted with the feelings that he hadn't felt in two weeks. I began building to a climax and Jason started grunting in support. My natural sexual instincts took over and I powered my cock in and out of Jason. I let out a loud roar and fired my load into Jason's bowels. I collapsed onto Jason and my cock twitched and spasmed as Jason's muscles clamped down and released as he his climax.

I rolled onto my back, letting my spent cock slip out of Jason's hole. Jason lowered his legs and rolled onto his side.

"I missed you, baby."

"I missed you too."

Jason rested his head on my chest and threw his arm over me. I wrapped my arm around him and closed my eyes. It had been a long day.

CHAPTER 24

I sat at my PowerBook, deep in thought. The TV was tuned to MuchMusic, but the volume was set very low. One of the equations that I was using was incorrect and was causing my test results to be badly skewed. I had come home from the University because I was getting no work done there. The Rawlings' home was quiet, and I tended to do my best work without distractions.

I rubbed my eyes and put my head in my hands. Mentally, I went over all the equations, trying to break the block that I had developed. I was sure that the answer would come to me. Suddenly two hands covered my eyes and I heard a familiar voice whisper in my ear, "Guess who."

I smiled and lifted my head. "Hey babe. What are you doing home so early?"

"Early? It's 4:30. I'm late."

I looked at the clock on my monitor. It was indeed 4:30. I had wasted over four hours looking for the problem. I groaned and shook my head.

"Problems?"

"Yeah, I'm using the wrong equation somewhere in this program and it's fucking everything up."

Jason began kneading my shoulders and my neck muscles. "You're all tense. Let me relieve some of that pressure."

"Mmmm, I don't have time for you to release all of the pressure. I want to get this all done so that I can spend the week break with you and your cousin and your family."

"Well, just take a little break. Please? For me?"

"Just give me a few more minutes. I'm sure I can figure out what I'm doing wrong if I just look at it for a bit longer.

"Okay, ten minutes."

Jason dumped his book bag in his closet and sat down on the bed. He powered up his PowerBook and logged onto the net to retrieve his email. I turned my attention back to the hundreds of lines of code in which the incorrect equation was hiding. I zoned out once more, losing myself in my research. I didn't hear Jason as he called my name and only looked at him when a balled up pair of underwear dinged me in the side of the head. Jason was naked and lying seductively on his bed. I smiled and tossed the underwear back.

"Mr. Matheson, I hope you can tear yourself away from your work for a couple of minutes and come show me, your loving, caring, and oh so sexy boyfriend, how much you love me."

"Why Mr. Rawlings, I do believe that can be arranged."

I stood up and pulled my T-shirt over my head. I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them and my briefs to the ground. My soft cock bounced against my balls as I walked over to Jason's bed. I stopped at the foot of the bed, and just looked over my lover's body. A smile appeared on my face as an evil thought drifted through my mind. I lay down beside Jason and began kissing him. Jason just closed his eyes and lay back on the bed, content to let me set the pace. I moved down to his neck and started sucking on the smooth skin. Jason moaned as I stroked his cock and fondled his balls. I kept sucking on his neck for just about a minute before Jason opened his eyes and jerked his head away. I quickly began kissing him once more, working my way across his chest, and down towards his belly button. Jason moaned and his cock oozed a drop of clear pre-cum. I flicked the tip of his erect cock with my tongue, catching the drop on the tip of my tongue. I looked up at Jason a question in my eyes. Jason quickly answered the question by raising his legs and tossing me a tube of lube.

I caught the tube and popped the top. The gel was cool the touch, but I squirted it onto Jason's entrance none-the-less. Using two fingers I rubbed it into his tender skin. My fingers slipped into his tight hole with a little difficulty. Even though he was no longer a virgin, Jason was still tight. I loved the feel of his muscle clamping onto my cock and milking it. I lubed up his velvety channel and squirted some more lube into the palm of my hand. I rubbed my hands together to warm the lube up before I coated my leaking cock with a generous layer. I wiped my hands on the towel that Jason kept near for cleaning up, and moved into position. Jason rested his legs on my shoulders and I placed my cock on his rosebud. I looked up at Jason and slowly entered him. Jason let out a loud groan as my cock pushed deeper into his core and he let out a sigh when I was buried deep within him. I slowly pulled my slick cock out, leaving only my head in Jason. I slid back in and was rewarded with a coo, as my cock slid across Jason's prostate.

"You're my stud, aren't you baby?" Jason asked as I pumped in and out of him.

I smiled and nodded my head. Jason let out a little moan of satisfaction as I picked up speed. I felt his body tense up, and his hips left the mattress as Jason let out a loud yell as he let go a streamer of sperm. It splattered against his stomach silently, and I paid it little attention. Jason wrapped his arms around my back and lifted himself off the mattress. I could hear him as he began yelling in my ear.

"Come on stud. That's it. Come on baby. You can do it. Fuck me harder."

I let out a loud wail and slammed my cock deep into Jason. I could feel my load as it left my cock and ran into Jason's bowels. Jason let go of me and let himself back down on to the mattress. He took his still hard cock into his hand and began stroking it madly. I pulled out of Jason, and pushed his hand out of the way. I sucked in Jason's straining cock and drove two fingers into him. Jason let out another roar as I drove him over the edge. I pulled my fingers out of Jason, and just concentrated on sucking the thin fluid from his cock. I stopped for a second, looked up at Jason and ran over to my PowerBook. I knew which equation I had wrong. Jason just looked at me and shook his head as I typed the equation into the program with one hand. After I made the change, I saved the program and walked back to the bed.

"Sorry about that. I had to make the change before I forgot it."

"That's all right. I understand. Want to cuddle for a bit before dad gets home?"

"Sounds good to me."

We lay in the bed for just about an hour, just holding each other and talking about our day. I was surprised that I didn't fall asleep. It seemed that every time I lay down, even for just a few minutes, I fell asleep. We talked about Jacob's impending arrival. His family had made a surprise decision to come out east for a week at Easter. Jason and his dad hadn't been expecting them. Martha and Edna were also coming up to Saskatoon to see their grandchildren.

We heard a knock on the bedroom door and heard Mr. Rawlings ask if he could come in.

"No!" Jason and I said emphatically.

I could see Mr. Rawlings smile and shake his head in my mind as he told us to get dressed and come down for supper.

"You think he knows what we were doing?" I asked jokingly.

Jason giggled back at me as he pulled on his underwear. "Nah, not a clue."

We both quickly finished dressing and walked downstairs. Mr. Rawlings was sitting at the table with a couple of pizzas, and the paper. Jason and I slid into chairs on either side of him, trying our hardest not to giggle.

"You boys better get your hormones under control before Jacob gets here. He's going to be sharing a room with you two, and I don't want you having sex in front of him."

"Dad!" Jason said in disbelief. "Taylor and I know better than to do anything while Jason is there."

Mr. Rawlings put down the paper and looked at his son. "I know you both are... What's that on your neck?"

"Where?" Jason asked as he rubbed his neck.

"Right there" Mr. Rawlings said. He pointed to the hickey that I had just given Jason. "It looks like a hickey."

"Taylor," Jason growled. He jumped out of his chair. I had a hard time controlling my laughter as Jason looked at his neck in the hallway mirror. Mr. Rawlings just looked at me, rolled his eyes and smiled.

Jason came back to the table and glared at me. "Why'd ya give me a hickey?"

"Well," I began innocently. "You did want me to show you how much I loved you."

Jason shook his head, and Mr. Rawlings started laughing. I joined Mr. Rawlings in laughing at Jason, and eventually even Jason started smiling.

"You do know I am going to get you back."

"I'm counting on it."

"Well, now that you two have got that all sorted out, let's eat."

The three of us devoured the pizzas Mr. Rawlings had picked up at Pizza Hut, and afterwards Jason and I cleared the table.

"You have any homework?" I asked Jason as we finished loading the dishwasher.

"Yeah. I have an English essay on Beowulf due on Thursday."

"Yuck. I hated Beowulf."

"Yeah, it sucks. I still have to finish reading it and then I can start writing my essay. What are you going to do tonight?"

"Mmmm, well, I figured I'd do a little more programming. Maybe run a few more simulations, optimise the code, look at the data."

"Wow, that sounds like so much fun!" Jason said with mock enthusiasm.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

We walked upstairs to Jason's room. I moved my computer and sat down on the floor with my back against the couch. Jason sat down at the desk and soon we were both deep in our work.

After about four hours of looking at the data that my simulations had accumulated, I decided to take a little break. I plugged the phone line into my modem and logged onto the University server. My mail program opened itself up once a connection was established and downloaded my mail from my University mail account. My PowerBook beeped at me, but I ignored the beep that indicated I had new mail and logged into the Computer Science server. There was nothing interesting to check into and the chat rooms were empty. I logged out of the university network and switched programs to take a look at my new email. There were a few emails from classmates, a few emails from profs and, to my surprise, a new letter from Jacob. I opened the file and read the short message Jacob had sent.

"Hey Jason, come here for a second. Jacob sent me a note."

Jason turned on his chair and looked at me. "What does it say?"

"'Hi Taylor, I can hardly wait to see you guys again. I'm glad my parents decided that we should go see you. You are in for a big surprise. I hope you like it. Love, Jacob. PS: Tell your boyfriend that he better clean his room before I get there.'"

I looked up at Jason. He was smiling. "What?"

"Nothing, it's an inside joke."

"Huh?"

"The cleaning the room thing. Last time he was down, his mom told us we had better clean my room because it was a pig sty."

"Was it?"

"Yeah, but we were having too much fun to care."

"How's your homework coming?"

"I'm just about ready to call it a night? How about you?"

"Yeah, I think I'm done."

"Why don't you go clean up for bed, and I'll finish up."

"'Kay."

I grabbed my toiletries kit and went to the washroom and cleaned up for bed. Just as I finished up, Jason quietly opened the door crept into the room and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"How did I end up with such a cute boyfriend?"

"I was just thinking the same thing." I said. "I'll be waiting for you in the room."

"Incentive to finish here fast?"

"Maybe," I said with a wink.

I walked out of the bathroom and pulled the door shut. The room was dark except for the glow coming from the screen of my PowerBook's screen. I flipped on the lights and shut down my PowerBook, letting it recharge both batteries. I loaded the texts and books that I was going to need at the university the next morning and tossed them in my backpack. Once I finished getting my stuff together, I pulled off my T-shirt and my shorts. I debated for a second about keeping my underwear on, but I decided that I might as well take them off. I pulled back the comforter on Jason's bed and eased my way under the cool top sheet. I made a mental note to myself to throw the sheets into the wash the next morning before I went to work. As soon as my head hit the pillow, my eyes closed and I drifted into dreamland.

The rest of the week sped by. Jason did eventually get even with me, putting ice cubes into the pouch of my underwear and then holding on tight so I couldn't immediately remove them. Once I got the ice out of my Jockey's, he made it up to me by warming things up orally.

I managed to get all the work that I needed to do done, enabling me to spend all of Easter Vacation with Jason and Jacob. I was pleased.

We were expecting Jacob and his family to arrive Friday in the early afternoon. Jason's Grandmas had arrived late Thursday and we had spent the evening chatting with them about all that was new in our lives. I felt like one of the family.

Jason and I stayed up until the wee hours of the night, making love to each other freely, without fear of interruptions. We'd have to be more discrete with Jacob around.

So it came to be that Jason and I were lying in the bed, cuddled up close when we heard a loud yell and the solid thump of something landing on us Friday morning. Both of us snapped into consciousness and opened our blurry eyes. There lying on top of the both of us was a smiling Jacob.

"Taylor, I'm having a bad dream. Please tell me we aren't using a fourteen year old as a blanket."

I didn't answer as I pushed Jacob off me and ran out of the room in only my underwear. There was no one in the washroom thankfully, and I made it just in time to empty my stomach into the toilet. I sat kneeling on the floor in front of the toilet as the door to the bathroom opened.

"Oh, Taylor, I didn't know you were in here."

"S'all right," I said just before I pulled my hair back and launched another streamer of bile into the toilet.

Grandma Martha pushed the bathroom door closed and squatted beside me at the toilet. I felt her place one of her smooth hands on my side, and the other she used to hold back my hair. She leaned to look in at my face. "Are you not feeling well?"

"No, I'm okay. Just something I ate."

Martha flushed the toilet and helped me stand up. She sat me down on the toilet and ran the cold water in the sink. She took the cup that was resting on the vanity and filled it with water before handing it to me.

"Here, rinse your mouth out."

I took the cup shyly in one hand, as I tried to cover up as much as possible. Martha just smiled at me and handed me a towel to cover up a little more.

"Here, you know I have pretty much seen everything you know. I am an old woman."

"You're not old." I smiled. "You just have lots of experience in life."

Martha smiled at me as I finished the last of the water. I could still taste the acidic bile that was coating my tongue, but I knew nothing short of brushing my teeth would get rid of the taste.

"I'll leave you alone to finish up in here. All right?"

"Thanks," I said with a small smile.

Grandma Martha opened up the door and walked out of the bathroom, quickly closing the door once again. I sat on the toilet for a few more moments before I stood up and looked in the medicine cabinet. I found a nearly empty bottle of Tylenol sitting on the shelf. I frowned and prayed that there were still three caplets left. My prayers were answered as I popped the top and found three glorious tablets with my name on them. I put them in my mouth and swallowed them down. I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face with cool water. After I wrapped the towel around my waist, I cracked open the door and peered down the hallway. Sitting against the linen closet door was Jacob. There were tears in his eyes as he sat with his knees pulled up to his chest. I pulled the door opened and looked at Jason's cousin.

"Hey little guy, what's wrong?"

Jacob looked up at me and quickly stood. He ran over to where I was standing and threw his arms around me. "I'm sorry Taylor, I didn't mean to hurt you. Please don't hate me."

I quickly picked up Jacob and took him to Jason's room. Jason had remained in bed and looked at me curiously as I walked into the room. He mouthed the words, "I tried to tell him you wouldn't hate him, but he didn't believe me."

I nodded at Jason and set Jacob down on the bed. I pulled the towel off and slid under the covers to stay warm. Jacob was still softly sobbing as I lifted his head to look into his eyes.

"Shhh, its all right Jacob. You didn't hurt me, and I could never hate you."

"Well, why did you run out of the room?"

"Something I ate didn't agree with my stomach, so my stomach tossed it out."

"I thought..."

"I know what you thought," I interrupted. "But, don't worry all right?"

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jacob asked shyly.

I paused for a long few seconds before answering. "I'm perfectly fine."

Jacob wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly. "Good," he said with a smile.

"Just no more waking us up by jumping on us," Jason added as he tickled his younger cousin.

"Well, I figured it would be the quickest way to wake you guys up. My only worry was that I'd knee one of you in the nuts."

I smiled and looked at Jacob. "I tell you what. How about you go downstairs and talk with your Grandma for a bit. Jason and I will get cleaned up, and then we'll take you somewhere cool."

"Where?" Jacob asked with a big smile on his face.

"It's a surprise."

"Okay, I'll meet you guys downstairs. By the way Jason, that's a real nice hickey you have on your neck."

We watched as Jacob rolled off the bed and walked to the door. He smiled at us as he paused at the door, before he opened the door and left.

"You were great last night," Jason said as he reached under the blanket and rubbed my belly.

"You weren't so bad yourself, a little loud, but hey, I can handle that.

"Are you sure that you're feeling all right?" Jason asked as he looked at the top of the quilt.

I lifted Jason head by the chin and kissed him. "I'm fine sexy. Did you want a repeat performance of last night as proof?"

"Mmmm, I don't think we have time for that." Jason giggled. "Besides, you promised we'd take Jacob somewhere cool. So where are we going?"

"How does 'The WarZone' sound?"

"Paint ball? You think they're going to be open Good Friday?"

"Uh huh. I already checked. All you need to do is find the cup you bought for the street hockey tournament and your old one so that you and Jacob protect the family jewels."

"What about these lovely jewels," Jason asked as he squeezed my cock and balls.

"I know where my cup is." I smiled as I pulled Jason's hand away from my burgeoning manhood. "I'll go shower and let you look for the cups."

"Are you sure you want to shower before we go paint balling? I mean you are going to get covered in paint."

"Yeah, but I kinda smell like I've had sex all night with a very attractive younger man."

"Good point. 'Kay, you go shower, I'll look for the equipment."

I grabbed my robe and the towel I had brought to the room and padded my way to the bathroom. The bathroom was empty as I turned on the water and adjusted the taps to get the water to a suitable temperature. I had just hopped into the shower when I heard the bathroom door open. I peered around the edge of the curtain and smiled when I saw Jason removing his clothes. He stepped into the shower with me and we spent the next ten minutes soaping each other up and making sure that we were both squeaky clean. After we dried and finished our morning routines together, we got dressed and headed downstairs for a quick bite to eat. Jacob was waiting for us at the table, eager and raring to go.

"So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

"Come on, tell me," Jason whined.

"Nope. Finish your sandwich and we'll head out." Jason swallowed the last bit of his sandwich.

Jacob finished the last half of his sandwich and then followed us upstairs.

"So where are we going?" Jacob asked as Jason shut the door behind us.

Jason tossed Jacob the smaller cup and an old pair of jeans and a T-shirt. "Here, put these on."

Jacob looked at Jason and me for a second and then unbuttoned his jeans. I watched as the blue denim slid down the slim, hairless legs. I averted my eyes and slowly started undressing. I only looked up when I heard Jacob giggling. I was startled when I looked up. Jacob was completely naked from head to toe

"What's so funny," I asked as I looked away from Jacob and towards the TV.

"Jason's got a woody," Jacob said as he continued giggling.

"Yeah, well I'm just admiring my boyfriend's beautiful body. Besides, you're popping one too. Care to explain that one away, shorty?"

Jacob stopped giggling and quickly pulled up the cup to conceal his youthful prick. He finished dressing and walked out of the room, not bothering to wait for Jason and I.

"Hey, Jacob," I said as he walked out the door. "Wait for us at the door all right? I don't want you to set off the car alarm."

As soon as Jacob had left Jason turned to me and asked, "What was that about?"

"I don't know, but I think you may have hurt his feelings."

"What, he was getting hard."

"You didn't have to point it out."

"I suppose. I'll apologise to him on the way there. Guys that age are always hard."

"Guys your age seem to be always hard too." I said with a grin. I pulled my jeans up. "Well, at least you are."

"Is that a complaint?"

"Nope," I said as I pulled on a sweater. "But let's get going."

Jason and I walked down the stairs into the empty main floor. The rest of the adults had decided to go out to the Mendel Art Gallery to take a look at a collection of landscape photographs by a local artist.

"Jacob." Jason called. "Let's go."

There was no response and the house remained quiet. I peered out the window towards the driveway, where my car waited. I couldn't see Jacob. I shrugged my shoulders and Jason called for Jacob again. There was still no answer. Jason walked into the family room while I checked the bathroom to see if he was there. I stood in the hallway, trying to figure out where Jason was. I looked at the basement door and noticed that it was ajar. I pulled it open and peered into the darkness. I flipped on the light switch and walked down the stairs.

"Jacob, are you down here?"

There was no response to my question. I opened the door to the storage room where Jason and I had put my TV when I moved in, and peered in. I could hear faint breathing coming from behind one of the boxes.

"Jacob," I said quietly. "It's Taylor, did you want to talk?"

"Leave me alone," was the response I received.

I could hear the tears in Jacob's voice. "What's wrong Jacob?"

"Nothing's wrong, just leave me alone."

I walked deeper into the room and found Jacob sitting beside a box in the corner. I sat down beside Jacob and looked into his tear filled eyes. Jacob turned his head and looked at the floor of the basement. I put my arm around Jacob's shoulder and pulled him to my chest. Jacob let out a sob and began crying in earnest. I gently stroked Jacob's blond hair and let him cry. I heard Jason's voice and soon he joined us in the storage room. Jason pushed the boxes that Jacob was sitting next to out of the way and sat on the other side of his cousin. Jason looked at me and mouthed 'What's wrong?' to me. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued consoling Jacob.

Jacob's tears began to dry up, and his breathing slowly returned to normal. He brought his head up and looked at me. "Did you want to talk?" I asked. Jacob nodded his head and wiped a tear from his eye.

"What's wrong Jacob?" Jason asked.

"I'm gay."

"There's nothing wrong with being gay" Jason said quietly. "I'm gay, Taylor's gay..."

Jacob interrupted Jason. "I didn't mean that being gay is wrong. I love you guys."

"Jason knows that, Jacob." I said. "And so do I. What Jason meant is that is you have any problems or questions you can talk to us."

"Really?"

"You betcha, kiddo," Jason smiled. "I also want to apologise for teasing you upstairs. Don't worry about getting hard when you take off your clothes, it's a natural thing. Happens to everyone."

"Yeah, but it's embarrassing. I keep getting teased about it in gym class."

"They're just teasing you because you have a bigger cock." I said.

Jacob giggled and looked up at me. "Did you guys get hard every time you had to change?"

"Uh huh," Jason said with a grimace, "They used to tease me a lot. But then some other kid popped a boner, then they teased him."

"How about you, Taylor?"

"Ummm, well, I didn't. But, I had a secret weapon."

"A secret weapon?" Jacob asked suspiciously.

"Uh huh. Whenever I had to change I'd just picture my grade seven English teacher naked. She was old and butt ugly."

"And it worked?"

"Fairly well. I also wore jockey's because you can hide erections easier in them."

"Cool," Jacob said with a smile. "I'll have to try that when I get home." Jacob paused for a few seconds and then looked from Jason to me. "Can I ask you guys some really personal questions?"

"What kind of really personal questions?" Jason asked.

"About, um, sex?"

Jason looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I knew what he was thinking. I nodded my head and looked down at Jason.

"Okay," Jason said. "But if a question is too personal, we won't answer it."

"Cool" Jacob said. "My parents weren't quite sure how to answer my questions."

"Your parents know you are gay?" I asked as I stretched my legs.

"Yeah, I told them right after the ski trip. They were a little disappointed at first, but they told me that they loved me and asked if I had any questions."

"That's good to hear," I said. I had to fake a smile as I thought of my own parents.

"Mom and dad talked to Uncle Andrew and he helped them a lot I guess. He also said that we should come out here for Easter so I could talk to you guys."

"Sounds like my dad." Jason said with a smile.

Jacob looked up at me and held onto my hand. "I'm sorry about your parents, Taylor.

I faked another smile and looked into Jacob's angelic face. "It's all right. Just another page in my past."

We spent the rest of the afternoon down in the basement talking about Jacob's fears and answering as many questions as we could. By the time the parents came home, Jacob had just about run out of questions.

"Can I ask you guys one last question?"

"Shoot." I stifled a yawn.

"How old were you when you lost your virginity?"

"Why do you want to know?" Jason asked.

"My dad said that I'm not ready for sex yet. That anyone can have sex, but that it takes maturity to fall in love. He said that sex without love is empty."

"Your dad's right," I said as I tussled Jacob's hair. "You are too young to be having sex right now. I lost my virginity when I was 23, when I fell in love with Jason."

"I was seventeen," Jason said. He smiled shyly. "Taylor is right. You are too young to be having sex. When you fall in love, you'll know it."

We heard a knocking on the door and heard Jacob's dad call our names. "Is everything all right boys?"

Jacob jumped up, and let his father into the room. "Everything is fine dad. I told them and they were able to answer some more of my questions."

"That's great son. Why don't you head upstairs and get ready for supper."

"'Kay. See you guys upstairs."

"See ya," Jason said as he stood and offered me a hand.

"I want to thank you guys. Jacob's been asking a lot of questions, questions that frankly we don't have answers for. I wanted to give you guys a little bit of a head's up, but I knew I had to let Jacob tell you himself. Any problems?"

"Nope. Not a one." I smiled. "Jacob is a really great kid."

"Thanks guys. Well, we better head upstairs and see what culinary delicacies Martha cooked up."

The rest of the holiday was spent spending time with Jacob and answering his questions as they came up. We eventually did get to 'The WarZone' where we soundly thumped another group of guys four times. When Jacob and his family left, he promised he would write often and tell us if he found a boyfriend. I smiled as Jason's uncle backed the minivan out of the driveway. I waved at Jacob and said good bye one last time.

CHAPTER 25

"Oh god, you are so good, Jason."

"That's what you always say."

"Oh, right there, a little harder, ohhh, that feels so good."

Jason continued massaging my sore neck and shoulder muscles with his magical fingers. It was getting to be that I needed a massage just as much as I needed a shower in the morning to function.

"Your muscles are all tense Taylor. You nervous about the convocation ceremonies today?"

"A little. At least I don't have to make any speeches. Oh, yeah, right there."

I could feel Jason smiling down on me as he rubbed and applied pressure to my right shoulder blade.

"I'm really glad that you and your dad are coming to the ceremonies" I said quietly. I tried to relax a little more. "And I'm glad your dad said that you could come to the party."

"I didn't think there'd be any problems. How do your muscles feel?"

I rolled my neck and my shoulders around. "They feel so good."

"Good. It's my turn for a massage."

"Anything in particular you wanted massaged?" I asked as Jason slipped off my back and I rolled to face him.

"I was thinking that my prostate could use a long and hard massage. Do you think you could handle that?"

I leaned in and kissed Jason passionately. "Oh, I think that could be arranged."

I caressed the pouch of Jason's jockey's, gently squeezing his burgeoning cock and his sperm filled orbs. I sucked on Jason's nipple's, flicking my tongue over the sensitive nub of skin. Jason moaned lustfully, and I smiled to myself. I took hold of the waistband on his underwear and slid them over his hips, so that they were around his thighs. Jason's blood-filled cock pointed straight up and I licked my lips in anticipation.

"One prostate massage coming up," I said. I grabbed the tube of lubrication off Jason's night table and popped off the cap. A firm squeeze on the tube rewarded me with a generous amount of the slippery gel. Gently, I rubbed it against Jason's quivering rosebud, ensuring that the outside was all slicked up and ready for penetration. Jason moaned as I completed the ritual that he knew and loved. Our eyes met and Jason nodded his head.

My flesh covered tube led the way as I moved into position to enter Jason. I rested my cock on Jason's glistening entrance and applied pressure. Jason's muscle relaxed and the head of my cock popped into the still tight opening. Jason gurgled as I eased inch after inch of my manhood deeper into him. Finally, my pubes came to rest against the bottom of his sack. Pausing for a moment, I looked back up at Jason's face. His eyes were closed and he looked like he was enjoying himself.

I began pistoning my hips, pulling my manhood out to the head, before driving it back in. Jason let out an animal growl, and bucked his hips slightly. I kept up a steady pace, sliding my cock across his sensitive prostate and driving Jason mad with pleasure in the process. His breathing became shallow and he let out a loud scream of ecstasy. I could feel his sphincter clamp down on my cock and begin milking it. I let out a loud groan and pumped load after load of cum deep into Jason.

After I came, I slipped and dropped my weight onto Jason's chest. He let out a little puff of breath and then wiggled so he could support me. I could feel his softening cock as it slid between our bellies. Jason's warm cum rubbed between us and against his cock. He let out a little moan and then pulled the hair out of my eyes.

"You're still the best, Taylor."

"Nope, I'm a distant second when compared to you" I said. I pulled my softening cock out of Jason and wiped up the excess lube and sperm as it oozed out of Jason's spasming hole. Once I had finished cleaning Jason, I lay down beside him and held him close.

"Taylor, can I ask you something?"

"Always, babe, always."

"Have you lost a lot of weight?"

I pulled back from Jason and looked at and just looked at him. "I don't think so, why?"

"I think you have, Taylor, and it's scared me."

"Why do you think I've lost weight?"

"Because I can see you ribs beneath your skin. Because, I've noticed you tire quicker than your used to. And..." Jason paused. "And because I've seen you run out of the bedroom to go throw up."

I rolled onto my back and looked at the ceiling so I wouldn't have to look Jason in the eyes. He was right. I had lost weight and I knew it. My pants were all a little too big. I had to cinch my belt up two notches tighter so that they weren't falling down. Dr. Werner had told me this might happen, and that I had to eat more. I thought I had been eating enough. I closed my eyes and made a mental note to ask Dr. Werner if he had anything to calm my stomach.

I felt Jason's fingers as he caressed my cheek. I opened my eyes and smiled at Jason. "I'll talk to Dr. Werner at my next check up to see why I'm throwing up, all right?"

Jason buried his head into my chest and hung onto me tightly. "I also want you to start eating more. You haven't been eating a lot."

"All right, I can do that."

"Good. Let's go get you showered up so you look sexy when you stride across that stage in your black robe and mortar board."

I nodded my head and let go of Jason. It was only 11:30, but by the time we get cleaned up and to Convocation Hall where the convocation ceremonies were taking place, it would be close to 2 o'clock.

Jason and I padded down the hallway to the bathroom together each wearing our bathrobes. We wouldn't have bothered with the robes, except we didn't feel the need to make Mr. Rawlings uncomfortable. He was really good about our sexual escapades, and we didn't want to flaunt the fact that we were having sex to him.

By the time we had finished showering and making sure that everything was clean, we had drained the hot water tank. We crawled out of the shower and dried each other with the soft bath sheets that were in the closet. I brushed my hair out and pulled it back into my standard ponytail, while Jason combed his hair and arranged it. I looked at Jason, as he stood naked in front of the mirror. He had a trail of light blond hair running from just above his belly button to his now soft cock. His pert little nipples stood erect undoubtedly aroused by the cool air in the bathroom. His skin had nary a blemish, just a slight glow in the harsh bathroom lights.

Jason looked at me as I stared at him in the mirror. "What are you thinking about."

I smiled and looked at Jason. "I was just admiring your body and thinking about how beautiful you are."

Jason smiled at me and walked in front of me. He wrapped his arms around the small of my back and held me tightly. "You always know just what to say. You make me feel so special, so alive."

I wrapped my arms around Jason and hung on tightly. "It's easy to say the right things to you. I just say what's in my heart."

"Taylor, I don't know what I'd do without you. You are smart, funny, beautiful, honest and caring."

"I think you could live without me. You are a strong young man with your entire future ahead of you. You are smarter, funnier and sexier than I could ever be."

Jason looked up at me and smiled. "I'm not going to argue with you, because I know you wouldn't let me win. We should finish getting ready. I'm sure dad is sitting downstairs waiting for us."

We finished getting ready for the ceremony. I pulled on a pair of black pants and blushed as Jason pulled on the waist of the pants to see how loose they were. Jason rubbed my belly and looked up into my eyes. "We're gonna work on filling out this little belly of yours."

I nodded my head and finished dressing. Jason had pulled on a sweater and a pair of dress pants. He looked so beautiful standing there in front of his dresser making sure everything was all right.

After we had finished getting reading we walked downstairs and had a quick bite to eat before Mr. Rawlings loaded us up into the Denali and headed towards the University. I sat quietly in the shotgun seat listening to the radio. Shawn Mullins came on and I could hear the opening strains of his song "Lullaby". I sat quietly and immersed myself in the song. I had heard it literally hundreds of times as I kept playing the song over and over again in my CD player. I felt Jason's hand on my shoulder as the song ended and I snapped out of my reverie. "We're here beautiful."

"Oh, uh, okay, well, I'll see you guys after the ceremony."

"You can count on it," Mr. Rawlings said as he smiled at me.

I opened the door and slid out of the truck. Mr. Rawlings was going to drop me off at the Administration building and then park the truck in the pay lot in front of Place Riel. I walked into the building and met up with the other Computer Science graduates including Jen. She was already in her robe and Mortarboard and was holding onto another one.

"Always late, Mr. Matheson?" She asked with a grin, "I had to rescue your things before they locked them back in the office."

"Thanks" I said. I pulled on the robe. I quickly zipped it up, before I pulled on my mortarboard. "How do we wear the tassels?"

"Like this," Jen said as she adjusted mine. "There now, you look like the ultimate graduate."

"Dan's ceremony is tomorrow, right?" I asked as I fidgeted in the stuffy building.

"Uh huh. Same Bat-Time, Same Bat-Channel. You and Jason are gonna be there right?"

"Uh huh, if he can recover from the nasty hangover he's gonna have tomorrow."

"And you're not going to have a hangover?" Jen winked at me.

"Of course I am, but I'm a University graduate. I've trained for four years to be able to handle hangovers without complaint."

We both laughed and were shushed as the person in charge of the ceremony came over and began to line us up.

The ceremony went of without a hitch, as each student that was present walked across the stage and received their sheepskin. When my turn came up, I shook hands with the Dean and looked into the crowd so that pictures could be taken for posterity. I batted my tassel over as I walked off the stage and back to the seating area. Finally, the ceremony ended and we all tossed our mortarboards into the air and let out a cheer. Jen hugged me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Let's go find the boys," she said after we gathered up our mortarboards.

I nodded and then smiled. "I think the three of them have found us."

Jason ran over to me and gave me a big hug, while Dan walked over to his fiancŽe and gave her a kiss. Mr. Rawlings just smiled in the background and took a picture.

We spent about an hour talking to our professors and classmates at the University reception after the graduation ceremony, before we all decided we should head home so we could meet before cocktails started at the supper. Mr. Rawlings took Jason and me home where we changed into something more comfortable for the supper and dance that night. After I had taken my pants and shirt off, Jason attacked me, knocking me to the ground. He began kissing me and nipping at my nipples.

"Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing."

"I thought I'd give you part of your graduation present."

"Mmmm, as orgasmic as that sounds, we don't have time right now. We've got to meet Jen and Dan in twenty minutes."

Jason pouted and looked at me with his puppy dog eyes, trying to get me to change my mind.

"It's not going to work. We've got to get going, no matter how much I want you to give me my present."

Jason sighed at me and then smiled, "Well, I was gonna give you all of the present at once, but I guess I'll give you part now and part when we get home tonight."

Jason stood and walked over to his desk. He opened a drawer and pulled out a small box that was wrapped with silver paper and topped with an emerald bow. "Open it" he demanded as he stood watching.

I pulled on one of the loose ends of the ribbons, undoing the bow. I paused for a second and looked up at Jason. "Did you wrap this yourself."

"No, now open it."

I smiled at Jason. Carefully I pulled the tape off the paper, taking care not to rip the paper. I knew this was tantamount to torture for Jason, but I was having too much fun. Once the paper had been removed, I found a velvet box that I recognised as having come from a jewellery store. I carefully lifted the top and looked at Jason's gift. "Oh, Jason. It's beautiful."

I pulled out a gold school ring. Set in the middle of the ring was a large green stone. Beneath the stone you could see an image of the University mascot. One side of the ring had the University Crest, while the other had an image representing the Computer Science department. I looked at the back of the ring and read what Jason had engraved on the inside. "I'll love you always." I looked up at Jason and hugged him tightly. "It's beautiful Jason, thank you. But I thought we had agreed not to buy expensive grad presents."

"We did, but I found the ring that you were going to give to me. I figured if you were going to break the rules, so could I."

I slid the ring onto my finger and smiled at Jason, "While I guess that ruins that surprise. The stone is beautiful."

"Yeah, it's an Emerald."

I looked at Jason with a stunned look on my face. "That's a real gem?"

Jason smiled at me. "Uh huh, just about a carats worth."

"I can't accept this Jason. It must've cost you a fortune. You've got to save for university."

"Yes you can accept it and you will. I'm not going to tell you how much it cost, but it wasn't as bad as you think. And don't worry about school. It's taken care of."

I looked up at Jason. He looked at me and then spoke quietly. "If you don't take the ring you'll make me feel miserable."

I looked down at the ring and then up at Jason once more. He had me and he knew it. I hugged him tightly and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "It's beautiful Jason, I'll wear it always."

Jason leaned close to my ear and whispered, "I'm glad you like it."

I smiled and hung onto Jason. "We should get going or we're going to be late."

Jason pulled away from me and nodded. We finished dressing and had Mr. Rawlings drive us to the Ramada where the supper was taking place. After a delicious banquet of perogies and turkey and all the fixings, the booze began to flow and the music began to play.

I bought a round of drinks, then Dan bought a round, and then Jen bought a round. The three of us talked and drank. A fast dance song came on and Jason looked over at me. "You know, I don't think we've ever danced together." His speech was a bit slurred as he took another sip of his Vodka and seven.

"I don't think we have. Would you like to dance?"

Jason looked at me, and then he glanced out at the dance floor. "Do you think anyone will mind two guys dancing together?"

"I don't think it matters. I would like to dance with my boyfriend and if someone doesn't like it, that's too bad."

Jason smiled at me and stood. I took his hand and we walked onto the dance floor together. No one looked or stared as Jason and I began moving with the music. It was beautiful. Jen and Dan got up shortly after and joined us on the dance floor. It was a time for everyone to let go of themselves and enjoy this last night before embarking on the future.

After dancing for about an hour, the four of us went back to our table and started to drink again. I could tell Jason was getting right liquored up. Jen, Dan, and I with all our University experience in binge drinking, were going strong, while Jason was beginning to fall behind. Jason was still having a good time though. Every time I looked over at him he was moving to the music even though he was still in his chair.

At about 2am the party began to wind down. Last call was announced and everyone rushed to cash in their drink tickets. There were 16 drinks for the four of us to finish before we headed home. Then the DJ began playing Queer, by Garbage. I knew it was one of Jason's favourite songs, so I looked over to where he had been sitting just moments before. I thought that if he was able we might go dance for a bit. He wasn't there.

I began looking for my young love when my chair got pulled out from the table. My head snapped around to see who wanted my attention. I looked to the right, and then looked to the left where I saw Jason looking at me lustfully. He licked his forefinger and traced from beside my eye down to my lips. When the lead singer began singing, Jason joined in quietly.

"Hey boy take a look at me. Let me dirty up your mind." Jason began running his fingers through my hair.

I sat not moving in my chair. I was entranced as Jason continued singing the song and openly seducing me. I could feel several pairs of eyes lock onto us as the second line of the song blared over the speakers.

"I strip away your hard veneer and see what I can find." As he sang the words Jason lifted his shirt up to uncover his belly and moved his hips with the music.

As the song continued, Jason began an erotic strip tease. First, removing his shirt and using it to try and seduce me, then climbing into my lap and grinding his hips into my painfully erect cock. By the time the song ended I couldn't have pried him off my lap if I wanted to. He was clinging to me tightly and was on the verge of passing out.

I was so turned on by Jason's display of emotion, and everyone that had been watching clapped and hooted once he was done. I smiled at my classmates and waved, while Jason buried his head in my chest. Dan gave me a hand by taking Jason off of me for a moment while I stood up. I took Jason back and cradled him in my arms. It was time for us to go.

Jen had gone to call a cab while Dan had helped with Jason. We walked to the doors of the hall and out into the cool night air. Jason shivered a little and I realised that he still wasn't wearing a shirt. Dan took off his jacket and wrapped it around Jason.

"So how bad of a hangover do you think he'll have?" Dan said. He buried his hands in his jeans pockets.

"Pretty bad" I said. "That's okay though. I'll be there to kiss it better."

The three of us giggled and watched as a cab pulled up to the curb. Dan took the front seat while Jen, Jason and I piled into the back.

"Hey" the cab driver said roughly. He pointed at Jason. "He's not gonna puke is he?"

"No" I said. "Let's go."

Jen gave the cabby her and Dan's address. It was on the way to Jason's house so we'd drop them off first and then continue on our way.

Dan and Jen crawled out of the cab and made sure that Jason and I would be at Dan's convocation the next afternoon. The cabby drove on, down the empty streets of Saskatoon. The streets were quiet at this time of night. We finally pulled into Jason's driveway and I handed the cabby a twenty to pay for the ride and provide him with a tip. I struggled with Jason for a few seconds while the cabby sat watching us in the rearview mirror. I don't think he liked us.

I carried a mumbling Jason up the walk to the front door and was surprised when the door opened and Mr. Rawlings ushered us in.

"Uh, hi, uh, Mr. Rawlings."

"Relax Taylor. Did you two have a good time?"

I nodded my head and smiled. "Yeah we had a good time."

"Here, let me take my drunk son off your hands" Mr. Rawlings said. He put his arms under his son and lifted him up. "Uh, Taylor, why isn't he wearing a shirt?"

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "I think you'll have to ask Jason that one."

Mr. Rawlings smiled at me and shook his head. "I'll take him upstairs and leave him on the bed for you to undress."

I smiled and nodded my head as I untied my shoes and took them off. As I sat on the bottom landing I felt so tired. I thought to myself that I would just rest for a second before I climbed the stairs and crawl into bed.

I awoke the next morning tucked into Jason's bed wearing only my underwear. I could feel Jason's nearly naked form as he was snuggled up tight to me. I struggled to think to the night before. The last thing I remembered was sitting on the stairs. I groaned as I realised how Jason and I ended up in bed. Mr. Rawlings had carried us both up the stairs and put us into bed. I felt so embarrassed.

I felt Jason struggle a little and I reached down and caressed his smooth back with my free hand. I watched as his eyes fluttered for a second before they opened.

"Oh, I have such a headache."

"You should have a headache. You drank like a fish."

"Yeah, but so did you and Jen and Dan."

"Yeah, but we've been drinking like fishes for at least four years. This is what, the first time you've gotten drunk."

"Yeah." Jason groaned. "Taylor, did I do anything weird last night?"

I kept a straight face and then frowned at Jason. "Not that I can think of. You ate supper, you danced, you drank, then you did a little striptease and passed out in my lap."

Jason closed his eyes and put his hands over his face. "Oh, God. I was hoping that was just a bad dream."

I giggled as I rubbed Jason's belly. "I don't know I kinda liked it."

Jason smacked me on the belly and then looked at me with a hurt expression on his face. "How could you let me embarrass myself like that. You should've tried to stop me."

"If I had tried to stop you it would've been an even bigger scene. Don't worry about it. Everyone does some silly things when they are drunk."

"Like what?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "I was so drunk one night I thought I was in a swimming pool and I was trying to swim. The only problem was I was in my bed."

Jason smiled and looked into my eyes. "Are you serious?"

"Uh huh, that's why I can't drink rye anymore."'

Jason closed his eyes and pulled his hair back. "Did you like it?"

"Did I like what?"

"You know, the uh, dance."

I leaned into Jason and kissed him tenderly. "I loved it."

"Good, then it wasn't a total embarrassment. I guess I should thank you for putting me to bed."

"Uh, actually, we both have to thank your dad."

Jason looked at me in horror. "Are you serious?"

"I think so. You were dead to the world when we got home, and I'm pretty sure I passed out on the stairs downstairs.

"Oh God."

I just smiled at Jason and held him close till the alarm rang at noon. We had just enough time to get showered, dressed and over to the university to see Dan's convocation. After the ceremonies were completed, we all went out for our celebratory supper. Jason took me home after we had finished supper and gave me the rest of my convocation present. I don't think I realised before that weekend, that I was the luckiest man on Earth. I had found my one true love. Those were my last thoughts as I drifted off to sleep.