Jesse Hamill
This is a love story between two consenting males and contains sexual themes and graphic depictions of sexual acts. It is by no means a sex story, and focuses on the relationship and romance first. This is also work of fiction. All characters in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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The Love of Rainn: Chapter 12
Rainn went home with Gran, but was lost in thought the whole way. So much had happened in the last two days. He had lost all his artwork, his tireless and time-consumptive effort, because assholes had to exist. He had felt broken, unrepairable, and emotionally distraught, so Rainn reached out on instinct and intuition. Rainn lost his work, but... he gained so much more. He lost control of himself and turned to the only person he could trust, the only one that defended him. He held Jesse and lost all emotion in his strong arms. Rainn had come out from that and found more than a friend. He found love.
Rainn got out of his Gran's silver sedan and headed to his room. He gave Elise a hug and told her that he loved her. She did the same.
Rainn still had drawing paper and supplies in his room. They were the best ones he could buy and he didn't dare take them out of the sanctuary of his room. He began drawing in earnest and finished three colored and detailed works. The first, was a self-portrait of himself in Jesse's green shirt. Rainn drew himself carefully and paid close attention to his face and eyes. In the drawing, he was smiling, but his eyes were way more joyous and different than any other works of himself. Rainn didn't draw himself very often, but for a self-portrait, he liked this one a lot.
The second work was of Jesse. He was wearing the shirt from yesterday, marigold yellow, and his smile was only eclipsed by his striking eyes. He spent almost all evening making it just right, getting his hair, his nose, and his smile just right. Rainn was tired from every exact detail, but he wanted to do another. Something less critical, but still fun.
The last one was a cute, manga style cartoon. He painted it with watercolor and ink on thick cold-pressed paper. It featured two fluffy long-haired cats. The first was a tawny brown cat, with yellow eyes and black cat-eye glasses. The second cat was black with white streaks and green eyes. Both cats were snuggling on a red couch. Rainn liked this one more than either of the others, even if the artistic skill in it was less. It just conveyed more of a message than either portrait.
When Rainn liked something he made as much as this one, it went up on his wall. Such works were rare, and it made the small, select group. There were maybe twenty pieces of the hundreds that Rainn created.
Rainn felt exhausted and was going to head to bed. He went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and checked on Gran. Tonight she was in the pottery room, taking finished pieces from the kiln and putting new ones in. He hugged her again and told her goodnight.
Rainn headed to his room and stripped down to his clean white briefs. Unlike Jesse, who slept in pajamas, Rainn was much less modest. He preferred to sleep as unrestricted as possible and sometimes slept with nothing on at all. It was fine for him and enabled his other "hobby". A hobby that was not uncommon and one teenage boys do quite often.
Last summer, Gran had taken Rainn to the community college to have him join the sketching class. She taught some of the ceramic classes and invited him to the college one day to look around. She figured that since he loved to draw, he'd have a lot in common with other artists, and maybe he would make some friends. Rainn loved the class and enjoyed the other artists' company a lot, even though most of them were Gran's age.
Then, one day, he came to class to find a naked man standing in the middle of the room! It was the first time Rainn had ever seen anyone else naked before. He got red-faced and embarrassed to be there, but Elise convinced him to stay.
"It's just anatomy... This is quite common a study for sketch and drawing artists. Besides, you've drawn Michelangelo's statue of David" she told him. That was true. She had a point... and besides...
He had stayed, somewhat reluctantly, and drawn the muscled stranger as best he could. He only had to excuse himself to the bathroom twice to "adjust" himself. He was a little red, but not as much as some of the older ladies in the class. He smiled to himself and was glad he wasn't the only one enjoying the view.
The model had a clean body with very few flaws. The only body hair he had was under his arms and on his pubic area. The model was just slightly tanned, and his chiseled abs and strong butt had Rainn wet under the arms. He was also well endowed, was uncircumcised, thick and had smooth velvety skin, especially the scrotum. Rainn feel overheated as he drew the man's cock and balls. Rainn had enjoyed himself, as intense as it was, and took his drawing home that day.
Rainn had dashed off to his room and carefully listened to see if Gran was busy, preferably doing something time-consuming and noisy. He was grateful to hear her running her sewing machine, so he cautiously closed and locked his door.
He stripped down to nothing and sat on the edge of his bed looking at his sketch from class. He was so turned on and horny that he was already hard just looking at it. He loved the model's strong arms, his muscled chest, stomach, the smooth neck, and shoulders. He was stroking himself slowly, enjoying both the portrait and the friction from his hand.
Rainn wanted to know so badly how the model's cock would feel in his hands. It looked sumptuous and thick, with soft satin-like skin. His sack looked velvety and smooth, curving to hold his ample balls. Rainn fantasized running his hands down the model's chest, rubbing his abs and feeling the warmth of his body. He could feel the soft bristles of the stranger's pubic hair and the base of that warm and silky member. Rainn could feel the heat from it. The beat of a heart. The tightening and stiffening of it, as he caressed it.
It was more than he could handle and he went over the edge. It felt so good, as he shot load after load on the concrete floor. He came until he was sore and fell back on his bed exhausted. He laid there for only a minute or so before realizing that the sewing machine wasn't running anymore.
Rainn panicked and cleaned up everything as fast as he could. He dressed quickly and ended up with his pants on backwards before taking them off and putting them on proper. He had just buttoned his pants and zipped his fly when he heard a knock on the door.
"Rainn? Can I come in?" Gran asked.
"Uh... Yeah! Hold on a sec..." Rainn said, scanning the room for anything amiss. He noticed nothing wrong, so he unlocked the door and let Elise in.
"How was class? You got over all the `nakedness'?" she asked.
"Uh... yeah. I... felt a little awkward, but it looked like everyone else was the same way..." he replied. What was she doing here?
"I know... I remember my first nude sketch. She was a plump and voluptuous woman... I was mortified, but held in there." Rainn couldn't help but feel a little bit annoyed that she was reminiscing about her past. Why now? Rainn just agreed and hoped she could leave soon.
"Well, it helped me become a better artist, and a better person. You can realize the beauty of the human figure without it being just a sexual object...."
Rainn nodded, a bit pink. He wasn't sure of that one just yet...
"Well, it looks like you're working on something, so I'm going back to my sewing... Let me know when you're ready for dinner, okay?"
"Okay Gran." He smiled as she left, but he waited to hear the sewing machine before he closed and locked the door again. Rainn wolfishly grinned and returned to his drawing, studying it with his eyes, his hands, and his cock. He jacked-off three more times looking at the same sketch.
That was last summer, and before he got himself a tablet. The tablet, at first, was for school, getting on the web, and using email. He also got a decent stylus to sketch digitally with, but preferred traditional media. A glass screen couldn't compare with the feel of paper and canvas.
Then, as most boys do, Rainn found the racy side of the internet. He first did a search for male models, to sketch of course, nothing more. But, he found more than he expected and spent many late night looking, drawing, and masturbating.
Rainn started a secret stash of naked drawings. He was modest at first and focused on the bodies and the musculature of their figures, but over time, he focused on their dicks. He drew them both soft and erect. He drew almost a dozen of the most beautiful and sexy men he could find on the internet. Rainn would draw them, naked as well, laying in bed looking from the tablet to the paper and back. He would occasionally pause and stroke himself, get close to an orgasm, and then return to drawing. His little "hobby" was fun, and he improved his detail on the human form. He was impressed with how little effort he needed to get the proportions, curves and angles of a body just right.
Now that he was home from the outing at the park with Jesse and standing in his room, in just his briefs, he knew what he was going to do. He went over to his bed and grabbed his tablet. He liked to lay on his back, with several pillows propped up behind him, so he could comfortably hold the tablet and see the screen easily. His laying position also served to rest the tablet on his stomach when he needed both hands. You know, just in case...
Rainn turned on the privacy setting in his tablet's web browser and started innocently. He searched "Male model," returning millions of hits on the picture search. He scrolled through looking at picture after picture, but not finding anything worth his time. Tonight, everyone was flawed, the whole damn internet, and nothing compared to... Jesse.
Rainn spent the next few minutes wondering what he would do now that he had a boyfriend. Should he continue his little hobby? Would Jesse think he's some kind of perv, if he found out? Should he toss out all his secret drawings? He might... after all, they weren't as appealing now that he had Jesse in his life.
The more he thought about Jesse, the less it seemed to matter. He could see his hazel eyes, his dark hair, his handsome smile. Rainn was picturing him in his mind and feeling himself underneath his briefs. There was Jesse's strong arms, his warm body, his clean smell of cedar.
Now he was hard and wondering, What did Jesse look like naked?
Rainn could feel a muscular form under Jesse's clothes when he held him the night before.
Jesse must have abs, or a really strong core.... Rainn thought. Does he work out a lot?
He also knew, with some guilt, what Jesse felt like underneath his jeans. Rainn remembered last night, lying there on Jesse's chest next to him, but almost on top of him. Jesse had moved slightly in his sleep and Rainn could feel a bulge underneath him, rubbing against his side. He was somewhat embarrassed to feel him, but Rainn also didn't want to move and wake him. Instead, he just laid there and tried to go back to sleep. He felt his own bulge growing, but he was emotionally exhausted and drifted back to sleep.
It wasn't like they could have stripped down and enjoyed themselves right there, anyway. There was his Gran and Jesse's mom just in the other rooms, and he still wasn't completely sure what was happening after the sketchbook fiasco.
But that bulge... Rainn felt that Jesse was six, maybe seven inches, and thick. The girth of it was warm against Rainn's side, he remembered that much.
Rainn himself, was almost seven inches, but slender and curved. He wasn't massive, but long and preferred briefs because they held him better than boxers could. Rainn also felt sexy in them, and had several low rise pairs in lots of colors. For a time, he thought he might be the only one to see them, but now that he had Jesse...
Speaking of, what underwear did Jesse like? Was he a briefs guy as well? Did he go... commando? Rainn smiled and almost laughed. Jesse seemed like he'd be so modest and shy about stuff like that... he probably was never naked expect in the shower. Rainn just hoped he wasn't a boxers fan. Boxers had no shape or curves to them, and they weren't as contour friendly as something fitted.
Rainn was now browsing his favorite underwear store website and thinking that maybe he should buy something newer and sexier.
When could he show them off? What would Jesse's reaction be? Did he like briefs? Well, say he did like briefs... what did it matter? Rainn wondered.
He would wear whatever Jesse liked, even boxers.
Well, boxer-briefs. Those still have some curves to them... Rainn thought.
All this thinking reminded Rainn of what Gran said. He was so mortified when she told him to use a condom (!) in front of Jesse! So completely embarrassing!! It got him thinking though, What would he be like... in bed?
Rainn had no doubts that he was amply sized below the waist, but... Was Jesse a good kisser? Had he ever... done it before? Was he a virgin? Rainn was still a virgin himself and wondered what sex with someone would be like. What would it be like with Jesse?
Rainn wasn't completely in the dark in that category. He had his tablet and the internet to thank for that one. Once, when he was drawing, Rainn clicked on a link that wasn't a picture, but was a video instead. He watched it as it played out, eyes wide open with surprise, as two guys kissed, sucked each other off, and then pounded each other. Rainn had just sat there in shock, his boner throbbing, and wondering what the hell he had just witnessed. He had no idea that stuff like that was just laying around on the web...
Since then he had watched more than a few videos. None of the "actors" were ever cute enough to be worth sketching, but the action was nice and he learned a lot. Rainn found that he liked when both partners could see each other eye to eye and that the "missionary" position was the sexiest. He wasn't sure if he was a "top" or a "bottom" and would like to try both one day. Rainn also liked when they could mutually pleasure each other and found "frotting" and the sixty-nine position super hot.
What things did Jesse like? Was he more oral or... That though brought Rainn to a giggling fit. Jesse would probably blush if someone said "penis" to him. Rainn grinned wolfishly. He was no pervert, but he would definitely have fun looking at Jesse this week. Maybe he could sneak a grab on his sexy butt and get more of an idea of his body shape and physique.
Oh! Maybe we can go swimming this week! Then I can take a really good look.... he thought, excitedly.
As he continued his search for some hottie to draw, Rainn realized that what he really wanted to do was to draw Jesse naked. He knew, though, that would take some time and that Jesse would be really shy about it. First, just a good still portrait. Then maybe him working out, or mowing the lawn, or swimming... then....
One step at a time... Gotta see him shirtless first... then, he thought giggling, without pants!
Rainn ended up not finding a single thing to draw that night, and as he looked through his secret stash, he no longer had an attraction to them. He sighed, and would shred them tomorrow.
Rainn laid there too pent up to sleep, but not really tired. What he was most grateful for was that he had someone that cared for him. Losing sleep thinking about someone you love is better than losing sleep feeling alone. He knew how that felt, too.
He would see Jesse tomorrow, and maybe, just maybe..... Rainn lost his thought, as sleep finally reached him.
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