Loving Jason
Chapter One By Angyl
***The following contains descriptions of a consenting relationship between two male characters. If you find any such material morally or legally questionable in your area, please do not read any further. Additionally if you are under the age of 18 or not of legal age in your area please leave.
This story is a work of fiction, all characters and plot lines are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. A Christmas Wish and its characters, remain the property of the author. The story or characters may not be reproduced or republished elsewhere without the strict written consent of the author.***
Authors Note This is a re-working of my original story Jase And I. Admittedly I decided to re-write it after getting constructive critism for a couple people. I would like to thank Maxie for editing it for me. I really hope people like it. I took so long to re-write.
Angyl
Sky's Viewpoint
I wandered the hallways heading to my locker. I was in a complete daze at this point. A Million thoughts ran through my head. I could not believe the realization I was having.
'OMG Was I actually gay??' I thought to myself.
I mean I had heard rumors to that fact. Rumors started by my ex-girlfriend. Yeah I dated a chick, but I could not even get it up for her. Out of her vehement she had said a pack of lies about me. Thinking about it now I guess they were not really lies. At the time I tried to deny the rumors. How ever I could not deny the evidence in front of me.
As I was walking I began processing the evidence that had presented itself to me. One thing in particular came to light. I thought of the entire jerk off sessions in my bedroom, and how the thoughts always turned to hot guys, well one guy in particular tended to come into focus for me, and that was Jason Campbell. He was the schools all star athlete and did he have the body to die for. So fucking hot....am I drooling??
So the reality of my sexuality came onto the forefront of my mind. I came to the realization, which was, the only time junior seemed to react to anything was when I was in the company of the hot studs at school, or a hot guy I would see on the street. Many a time I would feel junior twitching in the showers after gym class. All those hot sweaty boys, with their manhood hanging out was enough to get anyone worked up. I had to do everything to keep him from waking up. Trust me; most of you know from fact, this can be hard to do.
Holy fuck, just the thought of all those hot naked boys in the shower is getting hard.
Well here is a bit about me...my name is Skylar Desariah Talbett. Man I fucking hate my name. Mom's thought was it would be a good name for wither a boy or a girl. I started going by my middle name when I got into high school. Mom was so pissed about that, but I hated my first name. So now I go by Desariah or Des. Some of my closest friends call me Dezzy, which they all know I hate with a passion, but what can I do??
I stand just shy of 6'. I think I weigh in at 145 lbs. I am not muscular, but I am not a chub either. I have a defined six pack. Yeah I do work out a bit. I am nothing spectacular; even if I have people tell me I am hot. I have blue/grey eyes, but if I had contacts I would want a funky color, like red. The down side is I have a bad astigmatism so I have to wear glasses, whish for the record I abhor with a passion. My hair is long and messy looking. I dye it all the time and I change up the color for excitement. Clothing wise I have no particular style, well I guess I have my style. Tight fitting tops and tight jeans are my style. Okay so I love flaunting what god gave me.
For the record, and for all of you who are curious, my cock is about 8 inches hard. Yeah I got me a piece of me that would make any girl scream in pleasure. Eww just the thought of that as I think about it now is enough to make me sick.
I live with my mom only. Mom said the asshole that seeded her left when I was quite young. So as you can tell I have no clue whom he is, just a forgotten picture I saw once.
So anyway, as I said I was wander the hallways heading for my locker, in such a complete daze, that I was oblivious to my surroundings. This is stupidity unto itself. Next thing I knew I was flat on my ass. I had heard a voice just before it happened.
"Hey man look out!!"
BANG!!!
I had run smack into the open door of some jerks locker, and landed right on my ass.
"Ow, fucking hell!!" I screamed.
"Hey man are you alright?" I heard someone ask through the haze.
I felt something wet on my forehead. I reached up to see what it was, only to realize I was my blood. Holy fuck I was bleeding. I cannot stand the sight of blood, and I became very nauseous. Couple that with the fact I was feeling very dizzy, and a bit disoriented. When I tried to get up, the combination of dizziness and nausea made me sit back down. I felt like I was going to pass out. I guess I blacked out.
I came to some time later, to find myself in the nurse's room. My head hurt like hell. At that time I was not even totally sure what had happened.
"Oh my head," I moaned.
"Well looks like someone has finally come back to the living," I heard a voice say.
The nurse smiled as she looked me over. I reached up and felt the stitches on my head.
"I stitched up your head but^Å" She said.
"But??"
"You may have a concussion and you need to go to the hospital to get checked."
I moaned, the thought of going the hospital, let alone a doctor was not appealing to me in the least.
"We need to contact you parents though."
I did not want to get mom involved in my stupidity. She had enough on her plate, without having to worry about me.
"Please don't do that."
"Well someone needs to go with you; you cannot go on your own."
I let out a big sigh. I began to remember how I ended up in this predicament. Oh how did I let myself get so distracted? Which lead me to where I was now, needing to go to the hospital, and having no way to get there? I sighed again, and shook my head. That was a big mistake. I lay back till the nausea subsided. As I lay there with my eyes closed I heard another voice.
"I will take him and wait till he is done."
"Well I suppose it would be okay." I heard the nurse say, after thinking about it.
I wanted to see who it was that was offering to help me out. I could not see a damn thing. I felt around to see if I could find my glasses. No such luck.
"Umm^Åwhere are my glasses?"
"Sorry but you broke them."
"Shit my mom is going to have a bird."
This was the third pair I had trashed in the last couple months. Thankfully I had gotten two pairs this time, as mom did not have a lot of money and my glasses were so expensive. I began to get a bit emotional. Man could things get any worse? I heard someone talking to me.
"Come on lets get you to the hospital"
All I wanted to do was to go home and lay in my bed. I knew that was not going to happen. I just gave in and went along with whoever was taking me to the hospital. I let the person guide me to his vehicle. My god it did not even occur to me to see whom it was that was taking me. I did however kind of recognize the voice, but I did not associate it at that time. I just let him guide me to his vehicle. I could tell, but not too well, it was a truck. Basically if this guy had any ill will I was fucked.
Not really being in the mood to talk, I just let my mind again. To what I had been thinking about before the accident. It was a lot for me to process given my current state. Oh man my head hurt from all the crap going through it. Everything was so fucked up right now. I lay back in the seat trying to clear my mind. All the mess I had created for myself. Oh god self blame, now isn't that a dandy state of mind. My mind was blaming me for possibly being gay. Talk about fucked up thinking. I know I did not decide to be this way. It was life's choice. I so wanted to break down, but I fought back the tears.
We arrived at the hospital, after what seemed to be an eternity. I was totally in a bad state now. The guy who drove me helped me into emergency. As I leaned into him, I could smell his musty scent^Åmmm. Oh god I am getting distracted again.
Well we got me into a wheelchair and up to the desk. I was a bit out of it so the guy finally helped check my in. He gave all my info and then he was asked who he was. When he said his name was Jason Campbell, I almost fell out of my seat. I thought I was imagining it. I tried to focus on him, but yeah that was not going to happen without glasses.
The nurse finished taking down my information. I signed some forms. Jason also had to sign a form taking responsibility for me, as I did not want my mother contacted. Once that shit was done, they took me into a room. Jason had come in and sat on the chair by my bed. We did not say too much at first. I just lay there thinking, and waiting for the doctors to come check me out.
I guess now I should tell you about Jason. Jason is your typical jock, captain of the football team and the soccer team. All he ever talks about is sports and sex, or sex and sports. As far as I know, he's dating some girl from the cheerleading team. I can still dream, can't I? Anyway, I heard through a friend that Jason had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday. I would have loved to be there. Jason is a little over 6' tall, more like around 6'2". 18 years old. He was a senior in high school. Sandy blond hair, always kept neatly trimmed, and spiked. During the summer he likes to wear tank tops and, boy, do they ever show off those well formed arms and pecs he has. Jason is in love with the weight room, I think. I always see him in sweats or, on the odd occasion when it's warm enough, gym shorts. Both show off his cute bubble butt!!
Hmm...What I wouldn't mind doing with that butt of his...oops...hehe...sorry, got sidetracked!!
Oh man it was taking forever for the doctor to come and check on me. I am glad I was not shot or anything. I would be dead. I finally decided to say something.
"Umm^ÅJason??" I asked curiously.
"Yeah?" He responded.
Oh wow it was him. The man of my wet dreams. I did not know what the hell to say now, so I just lay there. I felt Jason put his hand on my shoulder. I wanted to pull away, but I did not
"It was my locker you ran into." He said.
"Oh man." I mumbled, placing my hand on my head.
"Yeah man you hit the door pretty hard."
"Fuck man I was out of sorts, and not paying attention."
"No Shit, I tried to warn you."
"Yeah I thought I heard something."
Jason got quiet again. I think he was pondering things.
"If you are wondering if the rumors are true, I think they are." I blurt out.
"You think?" He asked looking at me.
"Fine^Åfuck^Åyes I am a fag." I said a bit angry.
I thought for sure Jason was going to up and leave. I looked over to see if there was any reaction from him. He just kept staring at the floor. I could not tell what he was thinking. However what he said next I was not ready for to hear. It totally floored me.
"Dude I am gay as well."
"Excuse me?" Had I heard him right?? The all star jock was a fag like me??
"I am gay."
Wow holy shit this was a complete shock to me. The object of my desire was gay. Then it occurred to me, he had a girlfriend.
"But you have a girlfriend."
"Yeah it is such a joke I hate it with a passion."
We talked while waiting for the doctor. A good hour or so before he finally came in. Jason shared his feelings and all the bullshit he had to put up with. The conformity of his level of status in high school. He began to cry.
"Des you are so lucky not to have to live to the conformity." He said through tears.
I did not know how to react to what he had said. It was almost like he was jealous of me in a way. I wanted to say more but the doctor came in. He took down a bunch of note as to how I got hurt. He poked and prodded, sent me for a bunch of test. Told me I was lucky I did not get hurt worse. I did not have a concussion thank god.
After almost 4 hours of lying in that bed, I was finally released from the hospital. Jason drove me home. At first things were quiet. Then I spoke up
"Why not just be yourself?" I asked him.
"I don't know if I can do that." He replied sadly.
"Can I ask why not?"
He seemed to get quiet for a minute. I guess he was thinking about it. I just waited for him to answer, not wanting to push it.
"I am not even sure who I am anymore."
He got quiet again. I wanted to say something, but god what would I say?
"I have lived this lie too long." He said through tears.
Jason had to pull over and stop. The tears came like a torrential downpour. I put my hand on his shoulder as he cried. I am not too good at comforting people, god I never have been. I did not want to say anything and sound like a jackass. Jason seemed comforted by my hand on his shoulder. He finally regained composure. He pulled out again and we arrived at my home. Jason pulled the car in the driveway.
"You want to come in?" I asked.
"Yeah I would like that." He quietly replied.
I knew mom was not going to be home yet, as she usually worked till 10 pm or so. I unlocked the door and let Jason go in first. He just stood there not sure what to do. I had to prod him.
"Wow that is much better." I said with a laugh.
I looked over at Jason and he was just staring at his feet. I could tell instantly he had more to say. I went and sat next to him. He looked at me and smiled weakly.
"What's on your mind" I asked.
"Oh just stupid thoughts, and feelings I do not know how to express." He replied.
"Do you wanna try?"
"Umm^Åwell I am not sure how to say it without sounding whacked."
"Man just say it, it is not like we have anything to hide here."
He sat there processing his thoughts.
"Well here it goes^Å"
I sat ready to listen to what he had to say.
"First of thanks for listening to me Des, you don't know how much it means to me."
"Hey isn't that what friends are for?"
"Yeah I guess."
He got quiet again before continuing on. He looked at me before speaking.
"Des ever since I first saw you, I have had feelings for you."
"You Have?"
"Yeah but until recently I did not think I would ever get to show those feelings."
"I can guess what changed all that."
"Yeah when I heard the rumors that you were gay I was trying to figure out a way to tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"Is it too hard to believe that I have fallen for you big time?"
Hearing those words was a shock, but then I just melted realizing I had been having the same feelings for Jason.
"So what do we do about it?" I asked him.
"Well if you would like, as I would, to date that would be awesome." He replied.
"I would like that very much, but there is one thing though."
"What is that?"
"Well now that I have accepted myself I do not want to hide it."
"Wow that is heavy."
"Yeah I know, but I am tired of the rumor, and if people don't like it then fuck them."
"I know it is so stupid the way people think."
"Yeah I know."
I was not sure if Jason was as willing to accept things for what they were. I understood if he could not bring himself to be open like I was. I mean fuck he was so popular, and it would be a shock for people to find out he was gay. I could not force him out if he did not want to.
"Jason I can't force you to be out about being gay but I can no longer hide it from people."
"I know I just need to think about it for a bit."
"Understandable."
"We can still date though; I mean I real want that more than anything."
"So do I Jason."
I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. He kissed me back. I could feel the passion in the kiss. Wow it was so good; I cannot put into words how it felt for me. I wanted to do more, but we got interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I looked up to see mom.
"Oh damn^Åshit^Åsorry mom." I said.
"First of all young man you better watch the language." She said angrily.
"Oh okay I am sorry mom." I said looking at the floor.
Jason looked like a deer trapped in headlights. I thought he was going to leave, but he just stared at the floor, too embarrassed to say anything.
"Now secondly are you going to introduce me to this young man?"
"Oh mom this is Jason Campbell, from school."
"It's nice to meet you Jason."
It was then that mom noticed the stitches. He face took on a look of concern. She came over and began checking me over.
"My god what happened to you?"
"Mom^ÅMOM^ÅI am fine, I just ran into a locker door." I said pushing her away.
She looked at me suspiciously, so I related the whole story o her form beginning to end. She looked at me and then burst out laughing. I was kind of annoyed, but after thinking for a second I realized how funny it was. Then I remembered that Jason was sitting there. I went and sat by him gain. He kind of moved away from me. Mom caught it so she said something to him.
"You need not worry about hiding it from me; I have known for sometime my little boy is gay."
"Huh^Åwhat did you say mom?" I asked bewildered.
"I know you are gay; I knew a long time ago."
"Wow, how come you never said anything?"
"Well I have seen the way you check out guys: but you never did with girls, but I wanted to hear it from you."
"I just figured it out myself."
"Ah^Åwell now I know; however I did not expect to find out the way I did."
I must have gone five different shades of red as did Jason. Mom looked at both of us and laughed. Jason seemed a bit uptight still. I put my arms around him and held him. Mom tried to get a laugh out of him.
"I am glad I only walked in on you two kissing; anything else would have been really em...bare...assing."
She put emphasis on bare and ass. Burst out laughing, and it did not take Jason long to join in. One thing about mom is she really knew how to break the ice.
"So is your boyfriend staying for dinner?"
"Mom we are not even officially dating we just found out about each other today."
"I see."
"Mind you I would like to officially date you." Jason said smiling.
"Is that an offer?" I replied with a big grin.
"Yeah it is."
I went over and kissed him, almost forgetting mom was there.
"Well how does pizza sound you two lovebirds?"
"Well I have to phone and see if I can stay first." Jason said.
I showed him where the phone was and he called home. He came back and told mom that his mom wanted to speak to her. Mom went into the other room as Jason sat next to me.
"Mom said I could stay but wanted to talk to your mom about something."
Mom must have been on the phone twenty minutes before she came back.
"Well it looks like we have a guest for the night."
"Oh?" Jason and I said in unison.
"Your parents are going to a party out of town and asked if you could stay the night."
"Umm cool, but I can take care of myself."
"They know but I think judging from things you would like to stay the night." Mom said with a wink, causing both of us to blush.
I got to thinking that she seemed really cool with all of this. I did not expect this type of reaction, but then mom was full of surprises. I knew she would probably want to talk later, but I was not about to breech the subject. I resumed cuddling with Jason on the couch. Mom got up and head off to her room.
"Don't stay up too late boys." She said and then added. "Jason, Sky probably has something for you to where tonight."
"Good night mom and thanks."
"Good night Mrs. Talbett."
"Good night boys."
I waited till mom was in her room before talking to Jason.
"Wow I thought we were dead for sure." I said.
"I thought the same thing."
We sat quiet for a few minutes, before Jason said anything.
"Your mom called you Sky; I thought your name was Des?"
"My full name is Skylar Desariah Talbett."
"Oh cool I like Sky."
"I hate it myself, only family calls me Sky."
"I think Sky suits you."
"Thanks I think."
"I am going to call you Sky, if you don't mind that is."
"Yeah you can call me Sky."
We sat and cuddled, but I was beginning to get sleepy.
"Hey lets go up to bed, I am getting sleepy."
"Same here; I am wiped."
We headed up to my room and got ready for bed. I gave Jason a pair of shorts to wear, but he put the aside and stripped down. I normally wore my boxers but decided to follow suit. We crawled in bed and curled up. I could tell Jason had been thinking again.
"What is on your mind babe?"
"Just thinking about what we talked about: you are right I should not have to hide."
"Does that mean you are going to come out?"
"Yeah it does; I am tired of living a lie."
"I will be there for you babe."
"I know; together it is."
"I like the sound of that."
Jason cuddled up and I snuggled into him. We lay there together. I pondered what tomorrow was going to bring. I soon heard gentle snoring coming from my new boyfriend. Tomorrow was going to be a brand new day for both of us. Who could tell what was going to happen. Only time would tell.
THE END
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