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My Lover First: 02
John awoke first the next morning to find that during the night they had reversed positions. Jake was backed against him and John's arm was around Jake's chest. John felt so peaceful and did not want to get up but nature was calling him. Slowly he pulled away from Jake and got out of bed. Jake did not move. He must have been really tired. John went to the bathroom and relieved his bladder then went back into the bedroom, found his boxer briefs and put them on then went into the kitchen.
He started the coffee first, next filled two glasses with orange juice, then poured some Frosted Flakes in a bowl and added milk. He finished the cereal about the same time the coffee was ready. As he was standing at the sink rinsing out the cereal bowl he detected movement out of the corner of his eye. When he turned his head he saw Jake standing in the bedroom doorway wearing only his borrowed boxer briefs; his hair was a mess. He looked so damn cute.
"Morning, sleepy head. Juice and coffee are ready."
"I...I missed you." It was one of those honest, innocent, barely awake, unguarded, almost embarrassing admissions of attraction. "I woke up and you weren't there. I thought it was all a dream. But it's real, isn't it?"
"It's real, Jake. Come have some breakfast. We got Frosted Flakes or Shredded Wheat. What'll it be?" John was ignoring Jake's demonstrations of emotion. He wasn't big on emotion.
"Shredded Wheat, please."
"Oh, before you sit down, could you check the hallway and see if the morning paper is out there?"
"Sure." Jake walked to the door, opened it and stuck his head out. He felt a little embarrassed to be seen the way he was not dressed. The paper was just out of reach so he thought he'd jump out, grab it quickly and jump back into the room. With a plan in place, he jumped and as he was grabbing the paper he heard the apartment door close behind him. He turned the handle - LOCKED. He knocked rapidly three or four times hoping John would quickly open the door. At that moment another apartment door opened, a young woman stepped out and began walking toward him. Jake began pounding on the door hoping John would open it immediately. As Jake stood looking at the apartment door wearing nothing but John's loose fitting boxer briefs, the rest of his slender body exposed to the world, the young woman passed behind him. He felt a hand grab and squeeze his left ass cheek.
"Nice ass." She chuckled as she headed for the stairs and was gone. The apartment door opened.
"How'd you get stuck out there?" John asked as Jake hurried into the apartment.
"God. That was embarrassing."
"What?"
"The door shut and locked behind me when I reached for the paper. So I'm standing there almost naked and this girl walks down the hall, grabs my behind and says 'Nice ass'."
"That must have been Jennifer." John laughed. She and her sister Tiffany have the next apartment. They're both a real laugh."
"Well, I was really embarrassed."
"You shouldn't be, you do have a nice ass. And the bod that goes with it is nice too. You should be proud, not embarrassed. Now, your breakfast is ready."
"I'm just not used to that. It's the first time I've ever been out in public with nothing on." John chuckled and began reading the paper as Jake sat down to eat. After a few minutes John put the paper down.
"I'm a little curious, Jake. When you left home, did you have some kind of plan for what you were going to do?" After a moment's hesitation John added, "You don't have to answer that if you don't want to."
"No. That's okay." Between bites Jake explained his plan. "I thought I'd come to the city, get a job and a place to live and then see if I could get into school somewhere. I didn't appreciate what a fantasy that would turn out to be."
"What kind of school were you looking for?"
"I'd like to find a good art school. I've drawn all my life and I've done a little painting, I want to learn more and also learn to sculpt."
"That's neat. You got anything I can see?"
"I had to leave all that behind when I left home, along with most of my clothes. My parents have probably thrown it all away by now." Tears began to well up in Jake's eyes when he thought about the possibility all his work might be gone but he shook his head and regained control of his emotions.
John got up from the table, poured Jake a cup of coffee and sat down. The sugar and milk were still on the table if Jake wanted it.
"Jake, I've been thinking." Jake looked up at John. "I'm going to toss out a proposal I'd like you to think about. I'd like you to stay here for a while, at least until you can find a job." Jake looked like he was about to say something but stopped and listened to what John had to say. "I can get another bed and you can have your own bedroom and some privacy. I'm afraid that if you leave here with no place to go, you'll end up back on Santa Monica Boulevard. I'd feel awfully guilty if I let that happen. Normally, I don't take to people vary easily but I feel good, quite comfortable around you and like having you here." John got up from the table and carried Jake's bowl to the sink to rinse it out. Then he began washing the few dirty dishes rather than place them in the dishwasher. "Like I said last night, sex is not a part of this deal. You don't have to 'put out' just to stay here."
Jake sat quietly thinking and sipping his coffee for several minutes. He wanted to accept John's offer but felt guilty about it. He believed John's statement about the sex. After all, he was the one who made the move on John last night. Jake never intended to be a charity case and this is exactly what it seemed like. Jake stood up, walked over to where John was drying the dishes and from behind wrapped his arms around John's mid section. John set the bowl down and placed his arms on top of Jake's, like in a reverse hug. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling.
"John...I never wanted to be a charity case. But that's where I am. I'm not sure why...I like you. You make me feel comfortable too. For that reason I'll agree." Jake fell silent for a moment. "As for the bedroom, I'd rather sleep with you unless it bothers you. And as for the sex, I don't have a problem if you don't." Jake swiftly slid his left hand down over John's flat belly, under the waistband of his boxer shorts, into his crotch, cupped John's balls in his hand and his thumb wrapped around the base of John's cock. Taken by surprise, John gasped and jumped slightly. "Besides, I really want to do something about my lack of experience." By now, John was as hard as a rock and he could feel Jake's hard tool pressing against his bunns. "Can I interest you in going back to bed to seal our agreement?"
"Hell Jake, you sure have a way with words...among other things." John gasped. His libido was at full throttle. "At the moment I can't think of anything else I would like to do."
Jake released John's equipment, took him by the hand and began dragging him toward the bedroom. They climbed onto the bed still wearing their shorts and moved together in a comforting embrace. They lay together in silence, gently stroking each other's bodies in a much more calm atmosphere than they had last night. Jake was clearly the aggressor; he kissed John's forehead, each eyelid, his nose, his chin, and his neck. He nibbled on John's earlobes. Finally their lips met in a tender kiss, the type lovers make. One kiss after another their passion grew until their open mouths pressed firmly against each other and their tongues also kissed. John pulled away from the kiss, placed his head beside Jake's and whispered in his ear.
"I sure am glad you decided to stay. This feels so good, so right. I really like you Jake."
"I really like you too, John." Jake whispered back. "You make me feel good about myself." After a couple more minutes of holding each other, feeling their skin rub together Jake spoke again. "John, would you let me suck your cock?"
John pulled his head away from Jake's and looked into his eyes with a smile. "Yes...if you'll let me suck you."
"Will you show me the right way to do it? I want to do it right."
"There's hardly a wrong way, but yes. Is now the right time?"
"Yes!" Jake said excitedly. He rolled away from John and slid his boxer briefs over his hips, down his legs and tossed them on the floor. John did the same. Jake sat up, looked down at John's cock and took it in his hand. Just as he bent over as if to take John into his mouth, John asked a question.
"Uh, Jake?"
Jake stopped his movement. "Yeah?"
"You know what 69 is?"
"Yeah, but I've never done it."
"I know, I just thought if we do it that way, you can copy what I do to you."
"Okay." Jake said as he hastily turned himself around on the bed until he lay on his side, his head directly opposite John's cock. That meant he was lying on his left side and his left arm was restricted. Then he watched as John reached out and wrapped his left hand around Jake's shaft. A warm tingling sensation flooded his groin area. Jake responded by using his left hand to hold on to John's cock. Jake the student watched as John the instructor leaned froward, stuck out his tongue and licked the precum off the head of Jake's dick. Jake moaned. John looked at Jake as if to say 'Your turn'. Without hesitation, Jake leaned forward, stuck out his tongue and licked the precum off the head of John's dick. Jake was intrigued to discover that John's precum tasted a lot like his own. Jake then watched John lean forward and kiss his piss slit. That kiss also included suction to siphon more precum from inside Jake's prick. John peered down the length of his torso to see an excited grin on Jake's face. Jake placed his lips against John's piss slit and kissed then sucked out more precum. John leaned forward again and this time swirled his tongue around Jake's glans to moisten it completely as his lips opened and slipped completely over the head. Although Jake was quite hard, his foreskin was not completely retracted so John slipped his tongue under and around until it slid under the crown leaving Jake's glans completely exposed inside John's mouth.
"Oh! Oh! Ahhh!" was Jake's reaction. He seemed almost paralyzed. "God, John! That feels...Ohhh." John stopped and withdrew from Jake's cock.
"Now you try it." John invited. Again without hesitation, Jake leaned forward and copied what John had done to him. John moaned as a signal to Jake he was doing it right and giving him pleasure. But Jake did not stop; he kept on twirling his tongue around John's crown. "Jake?" He released John's cock from his mouth and looked at his teacher. "I'm going to start making love to you now and I won't stop until you cum. When you get ready, let it rip; I'll swallow it, you don't need to warn me. I'll warn you when I'm about to cum so you can pull off if you want to. You don't have to swallow it if you don't want to. Okay?"
"Okay." Jake said with great anticipation.
Having explained the rules, John leaned forward and, starting at the head, he began licking the length of Jake's shaft. When he reached the base he gave Jake's nuts a tongue bath, taking each one individually into his mouth. Jake was entranced by what John was doing and closed his eyes in ecstasy. Upon reaching the head of Jake's cock again he opened his mouth and took him inside. Jake finally realized he had some responsibility here and refocused on John's cock. Doing his best to copy John's actions, Jake eventually got into making love to the cock in his hand. He imagined he was sucking his own cock and that is exactly the way it felt to him even though he had never succeeded in doing that. (He actually tried a few times unsuccessfully.) John's right hand was busy caressing Jake's body. Occasionally his hand passed over Jake's erect right nipple and he squeezed it and rolled it between his fingers. That was making Jake wild. Without thinking what might happen, John went all the way down on Jake. His student tried to duplicate the feat. Jake gagged and came up coughing.
"Take it easy this first time, Jake. It may be too soon for that." John said. Just like the night before, both men were so excited and stimulated they were destined to make quick work of their activity. John was experienced at this and knew the signs. He watched as Jake's cremaster muscle began to yank Jake's nuts up close to his body. At that moment he found Jake's right nipple and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. Jake' body convulsed as his hips thrust forward driving his cock all the way into John's throat. John was expecting it and was ready. Jake began writhing and trying to shout which, he discovered, is somewhat difficult with a cock in your mouth. He stopped sucking John but he did not let John's cock escape his mouth. When Jake recovered enough to return to his work he began sucking John more intensely. His tongue was a twirling wonder. He also tried what John had done and let his right hand explore John's chest. When he found John's nipple he pinched it and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. By now John had released Jake's slack penis to concentrating on his own orgasm. In only a few moments he warned Jake.
"I'm ready to cum, Jake." Jake responded by pinching John's nipple again. John interpreted that as a signal to release his sperm and he did. John's orgasm was unusually intense; it had been some time since anything but his hand had pleasured him. Jake tried to swallow it all but a few drops oozed out the side of his mouth. When Jake was sure there was no cum left in John's now flaccid penis he released it and turned around on the bed, lay next to his lover and kissed him. John was barely conscience but he licked his cum residue from around Jake's mouth as they kissed. John lay on his back and Jake slid along side him with his head on John's chest and his left leg between John's legs. Although it was not yet 10:00 AM, they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
After about thirty minutes of recovery time, both boys began to stir. John kissed Jake's forehead and pulled him closer to him. Jake kissed John's chest and began nibbling on his left nipple.
"Hey." John said. "Better stop that, we have things to do today."
"Awww, I'm ready for more."
"Now, go hit the shower. I'll follow you."
"Why not join me, hee, hee, hee."
"Nooo, you're not to be trusted. The sex is great but any more and I'll be worthless the rest of the day. Now move your sweet ass." John said as he popped Jake's rump.
"I've heard about guys losing it when they get old." Jake challenged as he hurriedly got off the bed just in time to avoid another swat on his rump.
John loaned Jake some of his clothes. They were the correct size but were slightly loose because Jake was so thin.
"What're we gonna do now?" Jake asked.
"Well, I've been thinking."
"What's new about that?" Jake asked jokingly.
"Be kind." John admonished. "You said you left almost all your personal stuff behind when you left home. Any chance we might recover some of it?"
"You mean go there, to my old home, with my parents there?
"Sure. You ought to be able to get your own stuff."
"I won't go if Dad is home. I think Mom wouldn't have a problem but Dad wouldn't let me through the door."
"Okay, call. If your Dad answers, hang up. If your Mom answers, tell her what you want and see how she handles it. We'll go when the coast is clear."
"I don't know, John." Jake said hesitantly.
"What's the worst thing that can happen?"
Jake thought for a moment and saw John's point. "Okay." And Jake walked across the room, picked up the phone and dialed. When Jake began talking, John could tell he got lucky and was talking to his mother. Jake explained what he wanted and asked when would be a good time. Jake hung up the phone after a short conversation with his mother.
"Dad just left to play golf. He'll be gone for several hours. Mom said I should hurry and I could have everything. I thing she just wants to get rid of anything having to do with me." Tears began to well up in Jake's eyes. John wrapped his arms around Jake to comfort him.
"It's gonna be okay, babe. It'll be okay." Jake was aware that for the first time, John referred to him with a term of affection and he felt better. "Now, tell me where we have to go. You've never said where you lived. And, come to think of it, I don't even know your last name!"
"Kelly...Jacob Kelly." Jake said as he took hold of John's hand and shook it and laughed. There was just something humorous about the situation. With all the intimacy they shared over the past 18 hours they were just now getting around to last names.
"Pizzulo...John Pizzulo." John said as he laughed. The humor of it all touched him too. "Kelly. Isn't that Irish?"
"Yeah. You wanna make something of it, Wapp?" Jake tried unsuccessfully to look fierce.
"Maybe later. I was just thinking, you don't look like you're Irish."
"Well, duah. Probably not. I'm adopted, remember?"
"Ohh! Yeah. I forgot. Now, where are we going?" John asked as they opened the door and walked out of the apartment.
"Ontario, J. If you can get us close, I'll give you more directions when we get that far." Jake was obviously toying with John and he shortened John's name to just 'J'. "Now that you mentioned it, you don't look very Italian either."
"Oh, I'm Northern Italian. We have more German/French features, not like the Neapolitans." John also picked up on Jake's shortening his name to 'J' and decided to ignore it. Jake was probably using it as a term of affection, which John appreciated.
John got on I-10 and drove west. Jake directed him on which exit to take and where to turn. Soon they pulled up and stopped in front of a comfortable looking house. Rather than walk in the front door as he had all his life, Jake knocked. After a few seconds his mother opened the door and invited Jake and John in.
"Mother, this is my friend John Pizzulo. He's helping me get my stuff. We'll be out of here as fast as possible." Mrs. Kelly gave John the once over but did not smile or offer her hand in welcome. She just turned and went into the kitchen. "This way." Jake said as he walked down the hall to his old room.
The two young men worked rapidly and soon John's car was filled with everything Jake could call his own. Jake couldn't find his lifetime of drawings so he asked his mom. She said his dad burned them. His heart broke but he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing him cry. As John and Jake left, Mrs. Kelly followed them out to the front step. Jake stopped, turned around and hugged the woman he had always known as 'Mom'.
"Good bye, Mom." Jake said as he felt his mother hug him back, briefly. He let her go, walked to the car, got in and shut the door. "Let's get out of here." Jake said with sadness in his voice. After the car turned the corner Jake broke down. "He burned them all!" Jake exclaimed in pain. He buried his head in his hands and bawled. John was so sad for him. He squeezed Jake's arm. Then he placed his right hand on the back of Jake's neck and began to massage and comfort him. The console between them prevented them from getting much closer to each other than they already were.
"It'll be okay, Jake. Just wait and see." By the time they got back to the apartment, Jake had calmed down and seemed like his old self. After several trips unloading the car, Jake and John spent time arranging Jake clothes in the second bedroom. That was the best arrangement because John' closet was full. When Jake was finally moved in he sat down in the club chair for a moment then stood up.
"I need to rest, J." And he went into the bedroom, undressed and got into bed. For once, without trying to analyze everything, John undressed and joined Jake in bed. He spooned in behind Jake and held and comforted him. They both slept. John awoke after 20 minutes but Jake slept for over two hours. The afternoon's events had been so emotionally draining. When Jake awoke he went into the bathroom, pissed, splashed cold water on his face and dried off. He got dressed, went into the living room and sat down on the sofa and curled up next to John.
"Thanks, J." Then Jake kissed John' cheek. John slid his arm around Jake's shoulder and squeezed him.
"My honor, babe." After a few minutes John asked, "You hungry?"
"Now that you mention it, I guess I am." On their way out of town, they stopped for lunch at a sandwich shop about two blocks from the apartment. Now both men were starving. "Got any ideas?"
"Yeah, there's a decent restaurant over on Wilshire that serves pretty good food that won't cost an arm and a leg. Wanna give it a try?"
"I'm buying." Jake announced. John just looked at him in silence for a few moments.
"Better save that $100 you earned to help you find a job. After you get a job, you can treat me to dinner. Okay?"
Jake considered that proposal for a few moments before answering. "O-k-a-y." Jake stretched out his answer indicating his exasperation at John for always having the right solution to every problem.
During dinner Jake asked John about his life, his family, where he grew up, etc. John told Jake about how he came out to his parents when he was sixteen and how they loved him anyway and that was a great help in his development. Once back in the apartment they sat down and began channel surfing for something to watch on the TV.
"What about tomorrow?" Jake asked. "I need to start looking for a job!"
"Tomorrow is Sunday. Not a good job hunting day. I was hoping you could go with me to visit with my parents. What'a you say?"
"You taking me home for their approval and blessing?" Jake smiled and chuckled.
"Noooo." John said with his voice rising at the end. "I usually spend Sunday afternoon with my folks and have dinner. I just thought it'd be nice if you could go with me. I think they'd like to meet you. You like Italian cooking?"
"Well, since you put it that way, I never pass up home cooking."
"Good. We'll go early and maybe we can get a free lunch too." John proposed. B y now he has been through all the channels twice. "There's nothing worth watching here; do you think we can find something to do in the bedroom?"
"I don't know, John. I'm awfully tired." Jake said as he tried to fake a yawn, raising his arms high over his head in a stretch. John could' resist. He placed both hands around Jake's sides and began to tickle and he pushed Jake on to his back and fell on top of him.
"Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! No, no, no. Stop! Please! Okay! Okay! Anything, ha, ha, you win." John stopped tickling Jake and kissed him.
"I'm glad to see you are impressed with a persuasive argument. Come on." John stood up, pulled Jake up off the sofa and led him to the bedroom. "Let's shower. BUT, no hanky panky. Save that for between the sheets. Got it?" Jake stood quietly with an impish smirk on his face. "GOT IT?" John repeated forcefully as he acted like he was going to begin tickling again.
"Okay. You win." Jake agreed "This time." he added.
During the shower Jake didn't exactly keep his hands off the equipment but it was enough to be fun. Once in bed, the two young men held each other in their arms and practiced kissing. Their free hands stroked and caressed each other lovingly. They were in no hurry. Their previous sexual activities had managed to calm some of the urgency for sex that drove them earlier.
After about thirty minutes of foreplay, John whispered in Jake's ear. "I want to suck you, Babe."
"K." was all Jake could say. His 18-year-old body was filled with so much sexual tension he could barely speak. It was all he could do just to breathe.
John rolled Jake onto his back. He was going to pleasure this younger man and show him what it meant to be loved. He began by kissing Jake's lips them methodically worked his kisses to Jake's earlobes, his neck and chest. Jake moaned loudly and his body became rigid when John sucked Jake's right nipple into his mouth and nibbled on it. The same thing happened when Jake's left nipple was assaulted. The kissed continued all over Jake's torso, eventually reaching his groin. John's lips and tongue pleasured both sides of Jake's abdomen, avoiding his cock, which was producing almost a flood of precum. John took each of Jake's nuts into his mouth, one at a time, and pleasured then until he could feel them begin to retract. Wanting to prolong Jake's pleasure/torment for a while longer, he released the balls and returned to licking the precum from Jake's abdomen. He kissed his way back to Jake's nipples and back to his crotch. This time he placed his tongue at the base of Jake's rod and slowly licked from bottom to top. Upon reaching Jake's glans he opened his mouth and engulfed it. This sent Jake in to a gasping and moaning spasm but not orgasm. After sufficiently bathing Jake's glans with his tongue, he slowly took Jake deeper and deeper into his mouth until Jake could go no farther. Then John relaxed his throat and took Jake deeper. Jake's senses were on overload. He felt his penis reach the back of John's mouth, then penetrate deeper. John held Jake deep inside him and began to swallow. Jake could take no more. He placed his hands on the back of John's head and his hips thrust, driven by natures involuntarily act of copulation. John took the first glob of Jake's cum directly down his throat then he backed off, intent on capturing the rest of the cum to share with his lover. When Jake regained his senses John lay beside him staring at his face. Instinctively, Jake placed his hand behind John's head and pulled him into a kiss. As he opened his lips so his tongue could play with John's, a warm sticky fluid rushed into his mouth, followed by John's tongue. Together, their tongues mixed the cum and saliva and they finally swallowed. Jake had tasted his own cum before but never had it delivered by such a wonderful method. John had tasted his own cum many times before and felt Jake's tasted a lot like his.
John could feel Jake's energy subsiding, Jake was wiped out, so he caressed Jake, let him roll onto his side and sink into a deep sleep. John spooned in behind and held Jake lovingly in his arms. 'What have I done to be so lucky.' John thought. 'This is almost too good. Give it time. Be cautious, guarded. If it seems too good to be true, it probably is.' John slowly drifted into sleep as his analytical mind played with the possibilities.
The next morning, John awoke just as his balls shot a load of cum into Jake's mouth. "Ohh! God!" John exclaimed as he gasped for breath. The next thing he knew, Jake was kissing him and filling his mouth with his own cum. He grabbed Jake, wrapped his arms around him, squeezed him tightly to his body and returned the kiss. John could feel Jake's erection poking into his abdomen so he reached down and began jerking him off. With only a few strokes, Jake was shooting cum all over both of them. They relaxed in each other's arms and enjoyed the pleasure of the company.
"You little shit." John said lovingly and he kissed Jake on his forehead. Jake began to giggle.
"I woke up and saw you lying there, your giant hardon sticking up so invitingly, I couldn't resist. I had to try to repay you for last night." Jake said grinning from ear to ear. "You taste good, about like me." John chose not to comment on that.
"Let me tell you, that is one hell of a way to wake up." They lay quietly in each other's arms for a while listening to their breathing. John noticed how they breathed together. He could feel Jake's heartbeat; it matched his. 'Maybe it is good and it is true?' he thought.
"We better get up and have breakfast. I'm hungry." John suggested.
"Me too." Jake replied as both men rolled out of bed. Again, they donned their boxer briefs and sat down in the kitchen for cereal and coffee. Jake went to get the paper but this time took the key. He didn't need it because the paper was leaning up against the door and fell into the apartment when Jake opened it. About mid-morning they showered, individually, and dressed to go to visit John's parents.