Justin's Story Chapter 2 3/23/00
Disclaimer: This story contains sex between gay people. If it is illegal where you are, you should leave now. If you find this offensive, why are you here? This story is purely fiction, and any similarities to actual people or places is purely coincidental. I should know it is my life, and I have changed the names of the guilty, for our protection. I reserve the right to tell this story anyway I feel Wenecessary; to get my message of hope to young gay teens. You may copy the story if you like, but please give me the credit. If you have any comments please send them to me at Justin69SK@aol.com. Thank you, Justin Case.
We finished the pizza in record time, it was only about 10:45. Jon Thomas looked up from the table, and said, "What do you want to do now bro?" he had that smile again, as he said it, and those rosy red cheeks with that dimple, we're driving me mad. I looked at his lips, it was all I could see, they are so perfect, and just the right shade of red; and replied, "How bout another drink, and game of pool, if your up to it." JT pushed his chair back from the table and said, "Let me clean this mess up, why don't you go down and rack em, looser." He stood up and started picking up the box and putting things away, as I found my way to the rec room.
I had just finished racking the balls when he came thundering down the stairs. I looked up and saw he had changed his clothes into sweats. I couldn't take my eyes off him, he is so sexy. I realized I hadn't brought any clothes with me, and at about the same time my god looks at me and says, "Hey if you want to get out of those clothes I'm sure I have something that will fit you. You don't plan on sleeping in your khakis do you?" What a clown, but you got to love it; "No I really didn't think about it, but I sure appreciate the offer dude. What ya got for me to wear?" He looks at me with a look of creator, whats he up to I wonder. "I've got just the thing, come on up to my room bro."
His room was the middle size room at the end of the hall on the right. You see all the Harry Starr houses are pretty much the same. Either a cape or a ranch, all the ranches have three bed rooms, a bath and a half, with a kitchen, dining room and of course the living room. Same with the capes, except the capes have two of the bedrooms upstairs, and two full baths. Atleast the ones I've been in. His room is decked out like any typical teenage boys room would be. He has posters on the wall, a computer, he has a bulletin board with all his awards from school. The most impressive thing was his queen size cherry bed. It was like something you see in a magazine picture.
He slides the door open to his closet and pulls out an Addida warm up suit, in yellow, and looks at me with that creator look, and says "This will be the bomb on you, here try it on." Man I wish I could afford clothes like his, I took a quick survey of his closet, he had BOSS jeans about six pairs, a couple of DKNY tops, about eight to be exact, and that was just the quick peak I got. I felf a little queasy about changing right there in front of him, but we are in the same gym class.
I strip out of my shirt and tie, I still haven't taken the damn tie off, and as I look over at JT I notice he's watching me, rather intently, I might add.
Hey its not like I'm a fatty or anything, I do have a swimmers body. Its all smooth, oh man he's gonna notice my legs. I am so embarrassed about the lack of hair on my legs. I don't know why it hasn't come in yet, but I'm only sixteen. I tried shaving them last year, I heard if you shave, the hair comes in longer and faster. I can tell you that didn''t happen to me. I loosen my belt and unbuckle my tousers and realize I forgot to take my Filas off. There I am standing in this guys bedroom with him watching me, my pants around my ankles, and in my CK navy boxer briefs, with the reddest face you can imagine. I stumble over to his bed and sit to take my Filas off to complete my stripping, and JT is laughing at me. Can you believe it he's laughing.
"Whats so funny?" I stutter, and blush even more than I already was. "Nothing, I thought I was the only one that forgot to take my shoes off before my pants." he says between laughs. Then he looks at me dead seriously, and says, "You know bro, I've been wanting to get to know you for a while, you remind me so much of myself, its like we're connected some how. Does that make any sense to you, Justin?" Talk about getting swept off your feet, I don't really know how to respond. A fear wells up inside me. I don't know if he's gay, and don't want to loose this new friend, so I'll play it cool. "I guess, I never really think that deep." was my flimsy reply. Hey what do you want on such spur of the moment?
I continue to take my Filas off, and the rest of my clothes, and put on the Addida warm up suit. JT never took his eyes off me, those piercing blue eyes watched me the entire time. I don't know if I was embarrassed or complimented, but I did enjoy his eyes on me. He made me feel like I was the only one in the whole world, just by looking at me that night. I stood up and said, "You know JT, I kind of do know what you mean about being connected somehow, I feel the same way. Its like I've known you all my life." All of a sudden JT's face beams with the biggest smile I've ever seen on him, and he says, "Exactly bro, it is; I can't explain it but I feel like I've known you all my life too."
We went back down to the rec room, and JT made the blender of White Russians.
Just the way my Moms likes them, and now the way we like them too. JT was standing behind the bar looking like a master bar tender, and I was sitting one of the black leather bar chairs. These chairs had backs and arms on them, they weren't stools. A lot of thought went in the bar, it was almost like a real bar. His Dad even had a neon sign over it that said "Vic's Place". His Dad's name is Victor Serrambelli, he is a large general contractor in the area, and very wealthy. There were even cocktail napkins, plates, and matches that said "Vic's Place" with the same design as the neon sign. It was really cool sitting in this chair and watching JT make the drinks.
We took our time with the White Russians, hey they each had four ounces of booze in them, 2 ounces of Kahluha, and 2 ounces of Absolut Vodka, with four ounces of milk, and an ounce of heavy cream. You had to take your time with these, especially the inexperienced drinker I am. JT flicked on the tube, and we watched Fox Channel, you know that Saturday night show; whats it called? By now we were lying on the floor in front the the big screen. I felt totally comfortable. We chatted about everything, but mostly about nothing. We made plans for our trip to the beach tomorrow. We had to go to Misquomocut, it had the best waves. No beach in Connecticiut had the waves like the Rhode Island beaches.
I was staring at JT, and listening to him talk about his life, and he was looking me deep in the eyes. I felt like he was looking into my brain, and seeing all my secrets. And for some reason, I really didn't care. I felt so totally at home with him, I wanted him to know my secrets, but the fear was over powering me. No they'll remain secrets until I know its the right time.
As all these thoughts were floating around, JT looks into my eyes, and says, "Hey bro, if your tired we can go to bed. We should get a good nights sleep if we're gonna go to Rhode Island. Don't ya think?" Man he is so smart, and the alcohol is taking its toll on me we just drank eight ounces each, and for our little slightly over 100lbs bodies, I think we're leagally drunk. As I rise to tell him I'm ready for bed, my suspisions are confirmed, because I immedaitly fell over.
JT quickly says, with genuine concern, "Oh Justin are you ok man, you didn't hurt yourself, I'm so sorry." Whats he sorry for? I'm the one drunk and on the floor, looking like something the dog dragged in. "No man I'm ok, just a little wobbly, thats all, really, I'll be fine." JT reached down for my hand, and helped me up. What a gentlemen, the moment I felf his soft palm grab my right hand, I was on fire. His hand was so soft, and warm, it created instant desire in me. The liquor was definatley taking effect, because my little six inch friend had a mind of his own. Little Justin started to rise as JT helped me up, and let me tell you that yellow Addida warm up suit wasn't the best place for hiding litttle aroused Justin.
As JT helped me to up and to his room, he noticed the effect he had on my little friend, and said, "Horny too?" "I have that effect on people." he says with a devilish smile. Man is he bold I thought. I was too drunk to be shocked though, I was going to go with the moment. When we got in his room, he turned me to face him and looked deep into my soul again, and said, "I hope you don't get mad, but I have to do this bro." And then he drops his lips to mine, and kisses me. It was electric, I was trembling, and about to explode. Those soft lips, were delicious, and his kisses were like nibbles on my lips. My first reaction was to pull away, but I couldn't move. I just kissed him back. We stood there for what seemed like hours kissing and stroking each other, when JT pulled back and said, "Justin I think I love you." I noticed tears in his eyes. I was confused, why was he crying. What we had done felt so right, so perfect, so wonderful. I felt so much for him, I looked at him and winked, and said "Jon Thomas, I love you too." He smiled, man that smile, "Really he said, I was so afraid to tell you, and then I couldn't help but kiss you." I'm floating on air, and drunk as a skunk, and he thought I'd be offended. I smiled and said. "You don't know how long I've wanted you."
We slowly undressed each other, between little kisses all over each others faces, and our roaming hands. He has a great body. He is very well defined.
When "they" say six pack, "they" are talking about JT. His body is smooth, he has hair on his legs, but none on his chest. No his chest is very chisled, his brown nipples are about the size of quarters, and are accented because of his darker coloring. He has a nice black bush around his perfect dick. His dick it about seven inches long, and he's cut, it is a straight cock, no curves, and the head looks like a mushroom. His cock is not too thick, and I can easliy fit it into my mouth. His balls are huge, and hang down about two inches below his manhood. The one on the left hangs lower than the one on the right. I can't get enough of him, and apparently I'm having the same effect on him.
We tumble into his queen size bed, and JT whispers into my ear, "You are beautiful Justin, I have never seen anyone look as good as you bro." Oh thats it stroke my ego, I love having my ego stroked. I have lived with so much shame my short 16 years, because of my sexuality, that I need all the ego boosting I can get. "Thank you, I think your hot too." I whisper back as I nibble on his left ear, and probe it with my tounge. Our breathing is getting deeper, and I can feel his cock on my stomach, and the precum from it. He reaches down between us and lightly strokes my dick. He wraps his soft right hand around the base of my prick, and he slips it up and as he gets to the top he squeezes my head a little. I can't help it my hips jerk up to meet his stroke, I can feel the precum from my dick on his soft hands. Man the sensations are too much. "Don't come yet Justin, I want to take our time, I want this feeling to last." my greek god whispers to me. "MMMMMM, yeah, meeee too."
I want to taste him, I want to have that hard, hot, cock in my mouth. I want to feel it pulse as he gets close, and I most of all want to taste him. I want his seed in me, I want to feel like he's part of me. So I slowly guide him with my hands, and change my position to get my head into his crotch. He gets the idea and does the same, we're in this queen size bed, and about to 69. I can smell his aroma, its deep, and woody smelling, but sweet and erotic. It just hangs on my nostirls. I can close my eyes and remember it, and smell it when he's not even with me.
I reach down, and massage his balls, they are full of his hot semen. His nuts are the size of seedless grapes, I love the feel of them in my fingers. I start sucking his sac, and gently pulling one ball in my mouth at a time. I start to nibble him on his sac, between his balls, I push my mouth into his body. All the while I stroke his organ with my hand. I let my hand slip, and slide up and down. I notice that he likes it when I slip my hand over the ridge in the head of it, so I concentrate on that area. He is so wet with pre cum, and his dick is rock hard, the heat it eminates is pulsating. He is doing the same to me, both of us are like one. We are joined by our mouths, and our bodies are pumping in unison. We are as one, the feelings begin to build in my loins. I know I can't hold out much longer. I can feel JT's building orgasm as well.
I place my mouth over his dick, I squeeze my lips around the head of it only, and suck it like its a popsicle. He tastes so good, a salty, sweet taste. I love the feeling of his velvety smooth dick head in my mouth. I take my mouth away and blow on the now wet member. He's doing the same for me, the pleasure is immense. I can feel every nerve ending in my body, but most especially every nerve in my six inch hard cock, and my testicles are tingling. We slowly take each others dicks all the way into our mouths, and use our right hands to get the bottoms, where we can't get to comfortably with our mouths. We get alot of saliva on each others dicks, and use it as lubrication for our hands. We use our hands to follow our mouths, almost like an extension of our mouths. With our left hands, we squeeze each others balls, and altenate between playing with our balls, and pinching each others nipples. We can't get enough. The room is hot and the air is thick. The bed is like an island in and we are surrounded by each other. JT starts to moan, I can feel his cock twitch in my mouth. I am so excited I speed up my motions, and he does the same. I can feel our mounting orgasm, his thighs are tight as he flexes them to meet my strokes on his hot cock, with my mouth. I am so stretched that I can feel every muscle in my legs, and stomach. "MMMMM, AAGGGGJJHHH" I grunt, as I feel the hot thick juice begin to spew from my balls up my prick. It was like I could feel my sperms entire journey into his mouth, and at the precise time I could feel him shooting into mine. I felt the first shot on the back of my throat. He reached down to me head with both his hands and pushed his cock as far into my mouth as he could. I loved the feeling, the power I had over him, and the power he had over me as we came into each others mouths. All of his come went down my throat, I didn't even taste it, until I pulled off him. I was to weak to move, and he moved around to kiss me deep in the mouth with his tounge. We hugged each other tightly, like we were afraid someone would steal one of us away. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep, restful sleep.
Well there you have it Chapter 2, and a little earlier than I promised. I hope you liked it. I enjoyed writing it. If you have any comments please e-mail me at Justin69SK@aol.com I promise you there is more to come. I wish to thank DJPaul for the honor and privilege he has given me to write for you.
If you are like me, a gay teen you know the hardships our lifestyle brings us. Hang in there, you never know when you'll meet your lover. I can tell you of the bad times in my life, and will in the weeks to come. My life has not always been with JT, and while it has been short, only 17 years on this good earth so far, I have been to hell and back, as "they" say. So if you like the story keep tuned in here, and if I haven't piqued your interest, keep reading, one the next chapters may relate to you.