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and Misty McLean. Icianas chapters are in Pink, and Mistys chapters are in Blue. Enjoy!||*|| "Dude, you're shitting me!" Said Chris. "No, man. He just gave it to me." "IS he for real Rhys, man?" "Yep. He got back to the kitchen & there was the money still in his hand." Said Rhys. "So, I bet y'all got tired of 'T' or 'D' after that huh?" Asked Chris, biting into his hotdog. They were having lunch in an oceanside park. JC answered "Yeah." before zoning out. As he gazed off into space the replay of last nights events went on in his mind....... "Whoa, dude, you really got it free?" Asked Rhys. "Yeah. He couldn't stop looking at my cock. I guess he was embarassed or somethin." Said Josh, grabbing a slice of pizza, biting it, then putting it down in the box. "What? Is it poison? Man, I don't wanna eat no funky pizza man!" Said Rhys, eyeing his slice warily. "No. I just almost forgot to get redressed." Said JC, pulling on his denims & walking back to the island. "Oh, please, man. It ain't like you got nothin I ain't seen.... The pizza guy sure seen you." He said, laughing & taking another bite. "You, ese are loco." "What's that?" Asked JC. He was very curious, mostly because it strangely turned him on, not just hearing the foreign words, but hearing them spoken by Rhys. "What? Ese?" "Yeah..." Said JC. "It means, friend...no, more like 'homie'..." He said, laughing. "Oh. Uh, hey." Started JC, something spurring courage into his body. "It's your turn now. Truth or Dare?" "Awww, man. Ain't you had enough?" "No. But if you're scred...." "I ain't scared of nada. Nothing." "Okay then. Choose. Truth or Dare." "Truth." "Okay, um.... Have you ever done anything with another guy? You know...sexual stuff?" JC asked. "Uh, nope." Said Rhys. "You ever want to?" Risked JC. "Man, it's my turn-" "I'm not playing truth or dare anymore. I'm curious." Said JC. Rhys thought a moment. "I don't know. I mean. I guess everyone's curious sometimes right?" "Right." Said JC. He moved closer to Rhys. Knowing what he was doing, knowing what he was planning to do... But not completely knowing why. Rhys looked at JC & looked into his eyes, before closing his own. JC closed his eyes & leaned close to Rhys. For a moment that seemed to last eternity their lips came together in a soft sweet kiss. "YO! Jace! Helloooo? Josh-man!" Said Chris. "Huh?" Asked JC. "Sorry. I just zoned out for a sec, there." "Yah. I kinda noticed. Man, & here I thought Lance was the space case." Said Chris. "So, anyway like I said...." "Rhys, are you sure?" Whispered JC. "Sure as I'll ever be, I guess..." Rhys whispered back. He bit his lip then leaned forward & planted his soft lips on JC's neck, under his left ear... ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^ JC felt an electirc tingling feeling flow through his entire body. God, had he ever felt anything like this before? No. Never. He knew in an instant. No one had ever thrilled him like this. No one had ever turned him so much. No one had control over his senses like this before. No one...until Rhys. This realization gave him courage. He unbuttoned Rhys' shirt & touched his chest with his hands. Then his shoulders, then arms, & toned stomach. His hands roaming as if on their own. Rhys watched, his mouth slightly open. So cute. JC had never noticed before. He leaned forward & planted a cautious kiss on Rhys' collarbone. He glanced up. Rhys' curious eyes & slightly agape mouth remained curious & agape...so he continued. Soon his kisses trailed over his chest down his stomach. When he glanced up again, Rhys' head was leaned to the side. His eyes only half open. Good. So JC wasn't the only one enjoying this. His hands suddenly took on their own life again. They found their way to Rhys' waist & pulled his pants easily down. Then pulled his boxers down. There it was. Rhys' cock, long & thick, proudly nestled in a small bush of course black curls. What JC did next came on impulse, but it seemed only the natural thing to do. Even having previously touched no cock but his own, he took hold of Rhys' behind the head & placed it in his mouth. Rhys moaned at the sudden moist warmth that surrounded his cock. He felt JC's soft tongue sliding around his head & his hand move to Rhys' base. Then, slowly, his hand began to pump. JC took more of him into his mouth, sucking, drawing him in. His tongue moving over his cock, expertly. As he continued, the pleasure became emmense. JC pumped & sucked, licked, & with his free hand, fondled Rhys' balls. His head fell back & moans escaped his mouth. He felt pressure build & tried to warn JC, too late... And erupted while still in the hot comfort of JC's mouth. Without pause, JC swallowed everything & licked him clean afterward. "JAYCEE!!" Yelled Chris. "What?" Asked JC. "You space-freaked again." Said Chris. "Sorry, guy. Hey I'm not feeling-" "Dudes..." Whispered Chris. "Look at that fag over there!" He said, pointing as a man in tight bike shorts & a pink shirt rode by. "...I'm not feeling good. I think I'm gonna go home." "You sure man? We were gonna scope some ladies later...." Said Chris, trying to entice him. "Sorry man. No." Said JC, & he headed off to his car. "Bye guys." "Bye JC. Hey, uh...what happened tonight... It doesn't change things between us right?" "Well still be buds, if that's what you mean, man." "Yeah. Uh, you won't tell anyone wat happened, right?" Asked Rhys. "No. Not a word from me." Said JC, smiling reassuringly. "Cool. Bye man." Said Rhys, heading for his car. JC waved him off & closed the door. Then sank to the floor with a happy, contented sort of sigh. As JC drove home, his thoughts nagged at him. This was a totally alien thing for him. Rhys made him feel wonderful. He liked Rhys. Rhys was a fun, cool guy. Now everything changed. Rhys looked different to him now. He noticed things he'd never seen before. The way he held his body, or titled his head. He pulled into his driveway, & went inside. God, he wasn't supposed to think like this. Rhys is a GUY. Another man. But he felt attracted to him. That put another thought into his head that scared him.... 'Look at the FAG....' Fag, Quier. Homo. Gay. JC wasn't gay. He couldn't be. He was supposed to be - NO! He WAS straight. Girls. No guys. GIRLS. God... He thought. I can't be gay. I'm straight. Then a picture of Rhys floated into his mind. Those eyes, those lips, that body. All so deliciously tantalizing. He fell back onto the bed feeling his world turn upside down. All from a stupid dare... A damn game. A kids game! And his world & all he knew about himself was crumpling down on top of him. He closed his eyes, maybe hoping it would go away. But it didn't. SO he did the only thing he could think to do. He curled up, & cried. |
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