The following story may contain sexual situations between teen-age boys. If this offends you, what are you doing here? If reading this means you're breaking some narrow-minded rule, then don't get caught. I hope you enjoy.
A SECRET LOVE
Chapter 4 - Lesson Learned
The boys went into the bedroom and Jesse closed the door behind them. They both stripped down to their underwear and Matt grabbed a T-shirt from his bag as Jesse got one from his dresser. Bedclothes on, they headed into the bathroom.
"Crap, I didn't bring a toothbrush," Matt said as Jesse ran his under the spigot.
"There's probably a new one under the sink," Jesse replied taking a step back to allow Matt to open the cupboard.
Matt bent over and started rummaging through the contents looking for a toothbrush. Jesse watched Matt's tight ass sway back and forth and just couldn't resist himself. He reached out grabbed a handful of Matt's left cheek just as he found a toothbrush.
"Here it iiiiiis!" Matt exclaimed. "Damnit, Jesse, do you want to get us busted?"
"I'm sowwy," Jesse replied dejectedly with a mouthful of toothpaste. He stuck out his lip and made puppy dog eyes at Matt.
"Oh yeah. Like I could stay mad at you," Matt said as he brushed Jesse's hair back from his face.
Jesse rinsed his mouth out and went over to the toilet. Matt watched intently as Jesse pulled out his cock and started to pee. `God is he beautiful. How am I ever going to get through this night,' he thought as he brushed his teeth.
Jesse noticed him staring. "Now who's gonna get us busted?" A big grin spread across his face.
Matt rinsed out his mouth. "Shit! We'll never be able to hide this from your parents."
Jesse pulled up his pants and stepped over to Matt. Caressing his cheek, he said, "Sure we will. Now can I at least have a goodnight kiss?"
Matt leaned in and gently placed his lips against Jesse's, giving him a little peck. Jesse's hand was immediately on the back of his neck and pulled him back for a deeper kiss. Matt quickly relented and pressed his body against Jesse as they explored each other's mouths. Jesse slipped his hand from Matt's neck and broke the kiss. "Mmmmm, minty fresh," he said and ran giggling back into the bedroom.
Matt leaned back against the sink and sighed. His body was filled with a warm feeling unlike any he'd ever experienced. `I think I'm falling in love,' he thought feeling quite content. He went back into the bedroom where he found Jesse spreading out a sleeping bag on the floor.
"I wish we could share the bed, but that's too risky. Do you want my bed or....." Jesse had been talking without looking up. Now that he had, he finished, "What's with that look on your face?"
"Huh? What?" Matt came out of his daze and shook his head a little. "Oh nothing. You can have the bed. I sleep on the floor a lot."
"OK," was the only verbal reply from Jesse, but he continued to watch Matt as he crossed the room to turn out the light. Matt just smiled at him as he slipped into the sleeping bag and fluffed up the pillow that Jesse had placed on the floor. Jesse turned out the light and carefully went to his bed being careful not to step on Matt. He's got something on his mind and it sure ain't anything bad," he thought. Oh well, he'll tell me when he's ready.' Jesse climbed into bed and they both lay there quietly for a few minutes, until Jesse broke the silence.
"Matt? Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"This afternoon when you licked my, um, butt. Where'd you get that idea from? That was incredible."
"If I tell you, you gotta keep it a secret," Matt replied. He immediately thought to himself, `Duh!' "It's just that I'm not supposed to tell anyone."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't wanna," Jesse said hoping he would anyway. "I won't tell anyone - obviously."
"That's true. Remember how I told you that the only other person who knows about me is my Uncle Dave?"
"Yeah, I was kinda wondering about that, but I didn't wanna ask."
"Well, he did that to me and it was great so I thought I'd try it on you."
"You had sex with your uncle? How old is he? Isn't that kinda weird?"
"He's like 30 or so and he's only my uncle `cause he married my aunt. We're not actually related."
"Wait a minute. He's married AND he's gay?"
"No, he's bisexual. He likes guys and girls."
"Oh wow. Still, how did you end up having sex with him?"
"One night I was staying at their house and he caught me checking out gay porn on the internet. I freaked out, but he was real cool about it. He told me how he had experimented a lot when he was a kid and that he still liked guys too, but didn't do that anymore since he was married."
"But he did it with you?"
"Well I was pretty upset and he was holding me. Then I kissed him and it just kinda happened."
It got quiet again as Jesse absorbed what he had just heard. "When was this? Did you do it again?"
"Just a few months ago - it was my first time. And, it was the only time. He said we couldn't do it anymore. It just wouldn't be right since I'm still a kid. Plus, he didn't wanna hurt my Aunt Allison."
"Wow," Jesse replied followed by a long pause. "I can't believe you did it with an old guy."
Matt snickered at the comment. "I don't really think of him as old. He's a pretty cool guy and he always treats me real good. Ya know, he don't talk down to me like most adults do. You'll have to meet him sometime."
"I'd like to," Jesse said as he heard his parents coming up the steps. "Shhhh, my parents are coming."
Both boys feigned sleep as the footsteps neared the room. The door opened and they heard Jim's voice. "I'm sure you two are actually asleep already. Good night boys."
"Night Dad"
"G'night Mr. Edgell"
He left the door ajar when he went down the hall to the room he shared with Anne. No offer to just call him Jim. Matt was pretty sure he wasn't convinced yet. Jesse on the other hand knew he was being tested.
"Guess we better hit it. Night Matt"
"G'night Jess. See ya in the morning bud."
Both boys listened to the sounds of Jesse's parents preparing for bed as they drifted off to sleep. It had been a long, but wonderful day. There should be many more wonderful days to come, as long as they were careful.
Matt awoke a few hours later with a hot, wet feeling in his crotch. His soft cock was engulfed by Jesse's mouth. Jesse sucked at Matt's cock as it became longer and thicker, feeling it pulse as it became engorged. As his head reached the back of Jesse's throat Matt let out a low moan. Jesse tilted his head upwards to see Matt's neck bent back and his chest lifted off the ground in ecstasy. As the object of Jesse's desire reached its full size, he slowly slid his lips up its shaft. Stopping at the enlarged head, he ran his tongue around the glans and over the top before sliding back down. As his nose settled in the soft patch of hair at the base, Jesse heard his mother's voice drift down the hall.
"Where are you going Jim?"
"Oh shit," Matt and Jesse whispered almost in unison. Jesse rose to his feet and moved quickly and quietly back to his bed. Matt rolled onto his side and pulled the sleeping bag back over himself. He might have needed to hide his raging hard-on if it hadn't deflated almost instantly.
"I need a drink," came Jim's reply as the boys worked to regulate their breathing.
"There's water in the bathroom," Anne mentioned.
"You know how terrible the tap water is here honey."
The boys listened as Jim's footsteps approached and came to a stop outside the bedroom door. Jesse was glad he hadn't closed the door; that would only raise his father's suspicions. The five or seconds of silence as Jim stood in the doorway ticked away at the rate of a lifetime per second. Matt held his eyes closed tightly as he concentrated on taking deep, even breaths. Jesse held his breath and tried to will his father away. Finally they heard the sound of Jim descending the steps. As Jim swung around the banister at the bottom of the stair case, Jesse exhaled and drew in a fresh breath.
"Fuck, that was close!" Despite being only a whisper, his voice conveyed his fear and relief.
"Too close," Matt replied. "Never again."
"You don't have to tell me."
They silenced immediately when they heard Jim start back up the stairs. He paused again at Jesse's bedroom, this time for only a second, before going back to his bed. The boys could hear a conversation going on up the hall, but couldn't make out the words. No more words were exchanged between them though. They both tried desperately to fall back into sleep, but it would be a while before the adrenaline wore off.
Meanwhile, Anne had decided to confront Jim. "I've never noticed you go downstairs in the middle of the night before. I have, however, heard you get a drink from the bathroom faucet."
"What are you insinuating?" Jim's voice took on a defensive quality that was all too familiar to Anne's ears. He couldn't stand it when someone caught him at something, especially when he was trying to be sly about it.
"You were the one who suggested that Matt spend the night and now you are checking up on them. Or was that the entire purpose, to test Jesse?"
"Just stop it Anne. Don't go trying to turn one little thing I do differently into an entire scheme."
"In 15 years of marriage if there's one thing I've learned it's that you are a creature of habit James." She was getting angry now; she never used his formal name.
"I'm not having this argument," Jim replied as he rolled away from her.
She wasn't about to push him any further. Another thing she knew about her husband was that he would never admit to being wrong. Instead she lay lost in her own thoughts, fighting back the tears. Straight, gay or otherwise, she loved her son and would learn to accept him for who he was. Jim, on the other hand, would probably die before he accepted the fact that his son was a queer. She didn't know if what had happened in Florida was just kid stuff or the real thing, but she had a feeling that it was no game for her little man. If she was right then she would have to pick between her husband and her son. Even though she already knew the answer, it didn't make things any easier.
"Come on boys! Time to get moving!" Jim's voice roared up the steps and through the hallway into the bedroom, rousing the boys. Jesse normally didn't need a wake-up call, but the events of last night had been draining, physically and emotionally. When Jesse finally found the energy to open his eyes, he found Matt staring directly at him.
"Good morning angel," Matt said in a slightly sleepy voice.
"How long have you been watching me?"
"Not long enough," Matt replied with a smile. "We better get moving. Coach will have a fit if we're late."
Jesse tossed back his covers and hopped out of bed. Seeing Matt's smile had revitalized him. As he crossed the room, he noticed Matt was still staring, but not at his face. Morning woody had attracted his attention. Jesse went through the bathroom door and turned to face Matt. He slipped one hand into his underwear and rubbed his crotch as he closed the door with the other. Matt jumped up and bolted for the door; he wanted to catch a glimpse of the prize he had just been teased with. When he stepped through the door, he stepped on Jesse's underwear. He had shed them and was standing at the toilet, one hand on the small of his back, the other angling his beautiful boy boner at the bowl as he relieved himself. Matt wasn't hard when he got up, he'd already been to the bathroom, but that was changing quickly.
"Are you two up?" They had forgotten about Jim.
"Yeah Dad," Jesse yelled back as both boys were overtaken with a case of the giggles.
Matt grabbed his toothbrush and started working away his morning breath. Jesse ran his hand across Matt's tight ass as he went back to the bedroom to get some clothes. After Matt finished, they traded places and with both dressed, they bounded down the steps and into the kitchen. Jim already had a light breakfast of toast and juice waiting for them.
"Hard time getting up this morning boys?"
They both bit their lips and managed to suppress another round of giggles. "Guess we up talking a little too late," Jesse replied.
"Yeah, but I'm awake now," Matt chimed in as he picked up his juice. He took a big swig and put it down with a grimace. "Bleh, OJ and peppermint don't make a good combo."
They all laughed a little at that. When the boys finished eating, Jim announced, "I've got some things to do today so I'm just gonna drop you off and go. Can you two get home on your own?"
"Sure, we can just walk home or maybe run if we're not too tired," Matt answered. "Is it OK if we just go to my house."
"Yeah, I'll call when I get home."
"OK, thanks Dad."
They went out to the car and seeing the Corvette, Jim said, "Oh shit, I never thought about that. Guess you two will have to share the passenger seat."
"That's OK Dad, it's not that far."
Matt got in first since he was bigger and Jesse settled into his lap. Jim went down the street and turned out onto the main road. The force of making that sharp turn caused Jesse to slide first right then back to the left in Matt's lap. Matt thought `Oh shit, I don't need this,' as Jesse's butt cheeks rubbed against his cock. To make matters worse, the entire mile to the field was one turn after another. Jesse had no idea what Matt was going through until they were about half-way there. At that point, he felt a hard rod under him as he drifted from one side to the other. He tried to scoot forward to give Matt a reprieve, but the car was just too small. He couldn't help but crack a smile even though he felt bad for Matt. They finally arrived at the field and Jesse got out as quickly as he could. Matt was careful to conceal himself as he got out.
"See ya later boys," Jim said.
"OK Dad"
"Thanks Mr. Edgell," Matt added.
As soon as his dad was gone, Jesse burst out laughing. Matt gave him a little shove and Jesse actually fell over, but never missed a beat in his laughter. "Oh yeah, real funny. This is painful."
"I'm sorry man," Jesse replied. Matt started to laugh himself and extended a hand to Jesse to help him up.
"We have got to find some time alone later," Matt said as they walked to the dugout area. "I'm gonna get blue-balls."
"Huh," Jesse replied looking at Matt.
"I'll tell ya later."
The coach worked them pretty hard at practice which was good for Matt. He was able to channel some of that pent up sexual energy into exercise. As they were finishing practice, Matt noticed some serious storm clouds starting to roll in. `This is not good,' he thought. They were both too spent to run home so they just walked.
"Hope we those things home," Matt said gesturing to the eastern sky.
"Shit, that looks nasty," Jesse added as the first rumble of thunder rolled their way.
They didn't talk much more, just kept up a brisk pace as the dark clouds continued to gain on them. Just as they turned the corner onto Matt's street, the sky opened up and a heavy downpour began to drench them. Both boys broke into a sprint and even though it took only thirty seconds to reach the house, they were drenched to the bone. They went through the front door laughing hysterically. Their merriment was soon broken by the sound of Michael's voice.
"Check out the drowned rat. Who's your girlfriend?"
"Fuck you asshole!" Matt replied. Jesse just stood behind him silently.
"Sorry, I don't go for guys. Try pretty boy there behind you."
Matt was across the room like a bolt of lightning and pushed his brother up against the wall. "Do you really want to do this bro?"
Michael pushed Matt away without stepping away from the wall. "B-b-back off before you get hurt." He tried to sound tough, but he was nervous as hell.
"Whatever. Come on Jess." Matt stared his brother down as Jesse passed between them. Once Jesse was by, he turned his back on Michael and went down the hall without looking back. Once in the bedroom he said, "Sorry about that. See what I mean about him?"
"Yeah, I sure can't wait to get to know him better," Jesse answered sarcastically. "Man, I'm soaked clear through."
"Me too," Matt replied, "I'll give you some clothes to wear."
Matt dug out two outfits, trying to pick something a little small on him for Jesse. Both boys stripped down, trying not to look at each other too much. God knew they had enough hormonal build-up going already and there was no relief in sight at the moment. Jesse slipped on the boxers Matt had given him. "Wow, these are comfortable," he said spinning on his heel.
"Yeah, I like `em, but those tightie-whities of yours are more fun to look at," Matt replied as he pulled a shirt over his head.
"Oh really. Well maybe I'll have to get you to try on a pair of mine sometime." Jesse was grinning from ear to ear. Matt just shrugged his shoulders.
Once they were both dressed, they went to the kitchen to find something to eat. As soon as they went in the kitchen, Michael got up and headed for the bedroom without a word.
"Wow, he must really be afraid of you," Jesse said with a note of pride.
"Yeah, I guess. I think he's just afraid, period. These OK?" Matt asked as he pulled some Hot Pockets from the freezer.
"Sure," Jesse replied and Matt tossed them into the microwave.
Matt sat down at the table with Jesse. "This sucks. No privacy here and we can't go outside."
"Speaking of which, what are blue-balls?"
Matt started laughing. "Forgot about that. If you keep getting all horny and shit and don't do nuthin about it, then your balls start to feel like you got kicked in em about an hour ago. Least that's what happens to me. My dad is the one who calls it blue-balls. He caught me jacking once and he said, That's better than getting blue-balls.' Then he had to explain it to me."
"No wonder I never heard of it. I've had an orgasm almost every day for the last two years," Jesse replied with a sly grin.
"Damn, you frickin' horn-dog."
They both started laughing and the microwave beeped signaling that lunch was ready. They scarfed down their lunch and went to the living room to watch some TV. The phone rang shortly thereafter and it was Jesse's dad. He was coming to him up because he needed some help at home. They shoved Jesse's wet clothes into a plastic bag and Jim was outside honking almost immediately. Matt stood in the doorway and waved as they drove away. Then he looked at the hand he had been waving and said, "Guess you'll have to do tonight."
The next day after practice, Mike took Matt to do some things and Jesse was still helping Jim around the house so they still didn't get to see much of each other. When they got to practice Friday morning, they quickly decided that Jesse should stay over at Matt's. They could use the basement rec room and Sharon would make sure no one bothered them. She understood the need for private time. Of course, she didn't know just how private that time would be.
Again, a special thank you to all my regular readers, especially those who write to tell me what they think. One of you may have noticed a little hint toward a request/suggestion you made (I hope so). Keep the feedback coming - this story is a living, growing organism and while I have the basic direction thought out the details come to me in many ways.