Chapter 10

’ Passionate love and a cough cannot be concealed.’

– Japanese Proverb

Andy Taylor

It had to be the longest hour in his life or so he thought at first but after the first few minutes he felt more at ease. Kip was kept pretty busy and even Bailey seemed to be a natural as he was running, helping wash the windshields, doing the small sort of things that Kip would normally do and yet as he watched them, he wondered if maybe Bailey had a secret crush for Kip? There was nothing like the mystery of a working boy to get one all excited, someone that had a look that was different, that held a secret that you hoped was only to be shared with you. Kip had all that and more and as he thought about it he thought more about Jesse too. He didn’t feel right in taking advantage of him, of using his money to get what he wanted from Jesse and it eat at him even though he knew it was at least a start. Maybe for once he could ignore life and live in a dream world, live in a state where everything wasn’t jaded by reality but instead coloured by hope and possibilities?

Andy could see the shining eyes each time that Bailey turned around and he knew that here at least Bailey was feeling at ease. Strange how some people took to things like ducks took to water while others splashed and never did grow comfortable. It was how he felt, here and at school, like a fish out of water in both places. His family was wealthy, maybe too wealthy even and it bothered him at times and yet when he was here, in places where people had very little, where work was all that kept them even alive he was just as uncomfortable. He worried too much about what people thought of him, so his mother told him and yet his father had a different answer. His father simply told him that he hadn’t found his niche, his place in what it was he wanted people to think of when his name was mentioned and when he did he’d find where he was comfortable.

Strange he never gave his father much credit for knowing him, hell they hardly saw each other and at other times they fought like cat and dogs but every now and then his dad surprised him. He had argued against this school but his father had insisted, telling him that in no uncertain terms this was where he would go to school, but at the same time telling him that it would help determine just what it was that Andy had been looking for in who he was. Strange, coming to this place was like living in two worlds and maybe that was exactly what his father had intended all along. On the one side you had the school, rich beyond comparison, fancy dorm rooms and even fancier classrooms with the most modern up to date equipment that money could buy.

His own business administration classroom had direct internet links to wall street and NASDAQ even, and each of them had real accounts for them, to help them learn the in’s and out’s of the market in real term, no play time here. In many ways it helped show him a great deal as he watched in real time how the market played out, how decisions he had no control over could suddenly blow his best laid plans to hell and the challenge was something he had never expected either. That was the one side; the other was here, the garage and the town too.

His brief visits into town had shown him what type of place it was, small and barely hanging on with the way the economy was and yet there was something special about the people. The way they kept on going, acting as if good times were something already there, not coming but actually there. Sure life was tough, most of them were either working for or working because of the feed plant and yet they seemed to have something that most of the kids at school didn’t, a sense of belonging that was more grounded more real than all the ticker tape could ever buy.

Andy had rebelled, had argued and even threatened and now he realized just how much he would have missed if his parents had stuck to it. His mother had been weakening, but his father had been a rock, insisting to the point that he even was willing to bribe him into coming. The car was his bribe and yet as he leaned against it he realized just how much it did mean to him, not because it was solace for coming here, but because he had to use his wits to obtain it, he had to barter and bargain, like any other businessman would have to and he had to compromise too in order to get what he had wanted, so the lesson had taken. Leaning there he started to realize that his father was pretty crafty after all but then he had to be in order to operate his financial empire the way he did.

He still felt nervous, unsure about a lot of things but he didn’t feel totally helpless anymore, realizing that he had been given good tools from which he could work with, from which he could obtain the things he wanted in life. Maybe that was what being a parent really was about, not to just give you things but to give you the ways and means to get those things? Was that maybe what his father had meant and if so, then maybe for the first time he really didn’t feel so bad about having the resources he had at his disposal? Maybe there was something to having that opportunity that he hadn’t grasped fully yet, and as he thought about it his thoughts turned back towards Jesse.

God he was feeling so lost in dealing with Jesse that he felt he must be more like Bailey than he thought and yet, he didn’t feel that same lost feeling around Bailey or Kip even. They were nice, attractive too and certainly they both had a definite sex appeal but Jesse was different, he had something that reached beyond a physical presence even. Maybe that was it, maybe he was just mesmerized by his hair or the way he looked, and yet he knew inside that it was different than that, he knew it was something else that he needed to learn about. Maybe this too was part of him finding out who he was and yet he doubted if his father had fully expected his son to find his homosexuality at school, but then it wasn’t really his father who pushed him to date, that was Mother’s role it seemed. Andy’s face grew sombre as he thought about it, about how his father seemed unconcerned by his lack of dating, about his lack of hell raising even and maybe the old guy suspected more than Andy had given him credit for? Now that would surprise him, but then again, maybe it shouldn’t because his dad wasn’t known for being stupid, but if he knew, why send him here? Why put him into a place that was filled with opportunities for him unless, unless he had something else in mind? If so, what could it be and he was off on a tangent, trying to think like his father, trying to guess at what might be behind his father’s insistence of his attending here. Andy had never been quite comfortable with his parent’s explanations and now he was wondering even more.

Andy shook his head, wishing he’d stop all this thinking, all this constant trying to figure out why instead of just rolling with it as his Mother had more or less told him. It was just so frustrating for him, he wanted to do what was right but how the hell was he supposed to know what was right? Somehow he had to figure this out and as he watched, he saw the way Bailey seemed so much more at ease around Kip than him, and yet he had done everything possible to make Bailey feel accepted, so why the difference, why did Bailey walk on egg shells around him but not Kip or Jesse? Hell, what was it about him that made people nervous?

The car pulled into the station and Andy hadn’t even noticed it until he heard the loud thump of the car door closing and there he was, his long hair flowing a little in the night’s breeze. Andy’s heart seemed to jump a bit and he could feel his legs trembling even and the ache from his groin suddenly made its presence known. His eyes actually watered a little as he saw that face, the way the eyes were searching the entire station and somehow Andy knew that Jesse was looking for him. He stood up from his car and began to head towards the pumps when he saw the Sheriff motion for Kip and Jesse stopped. He could see him smile at him, and his heart felt like it would melt and yet there was something different about Jesse, something he had sort of noticed when he had pulled up but now he could see it. Jesse seemed more alert, more upright in how he stood and his eyes seemed to always be darting around, as if expecting something or someone. A new strange sick like feeling began to softly gnaw deep in his stomach as he waited, watching Kip, Jesse, and the Sheriff talking.

Bailey had seen the cruiser coming up the road and he turned to look over at Kip and his heart suddenly grew cold as he saw the look that passed as quickly as it had come. Something was going on, and he couldn’t quite understand it as Kip seemed to put it out of his mind the second the car left with Jesse. He wondered if maybe Jesse had gotten into trouble and for a moment or two he felt a sense of panic, thinking that Andy would leave and that his time with Kip would be shortened, instead he saw Andy wheel the black car up to one of the bays and just sort of stand there, waiting. His anxiety was nothing new for him and he kept telling himself that he needed to stop imagining things but there was something about Kip and even Jesse, as he thought about it, which was different. He couldn’t put his finger on it but something had happened, he could sense it. A couple of times he had tried to talk to Kip about it but got nowhere, which sort of hurt a little but then he knew that if he was honest, they barely knew each other so why should Kip confide in him? He wished that he could know Kip better and he rather liked being around him, the way Kip smelled, the way he smiled, hell even the way he simply talked all conspired to make Bailey feel like he was on fire or something. The pain in his groin was unreal most of the time that he was around Kip and yet he wouldn’t trade that feeling for anything.

He watched the way Jesse looked at the Sheriff and at Kip too and there was something in his face, something that he could see being mirrored in Kip’s face as well and he felt his heart suddenly grow still. It was almost as if there was a dark cloud hanging over them both and yet, it was weird really but he thought that as much as they felt that darkness they didn’t seem afraid. It really was something and he caught a glimpse of Andy watching and he could tell that Andy had noticed the same thing. There was also no mistaking Andy’s desire for Jesse as his pants were definitely tented. He was happy for that and the more he stole a look at Andy and Jesse, the more convinced he was that Andy had it real bad for Jesse. Strange though, Jesse kept stealing glances at Andy too so maybe there was some chance but he also thought about the other night with him and Andy and he felt ashamed, embarrassed even but also a bit jealous too. Christ he was becoming a basket case but as another truck pulled in, he let his thoughts pass and he raced to handle it so that Kip wouldn’t have to.

Jesse and Kip stood together, watching the Sheriff pull out and leave and for a moment or two, both were lost deep in their own thoughts. Kip could feel the presence of his father, the anger and terror remained for him as if it was only yesterday and yet as much as he was afraid, he also felt a resolve deep inside, one that would soon be tested and for a brief instant he wondered if it would be enough to get him and his family through the horror that he knew his father would inflict if given a chance. His anger at his father was matched by his own regrets, was matched by the feelings of anger he had for his own inabilities to have prevented all that had happened and as much as other’s had told him it wasn’t his fault, he still felt that much of it had been. Oh not that he was to blame for what his father did, but for not stopping it sooner, for not being tough enough or strong enough to stand up to the creep sooner. It weighed heavily on his mind as he turned to see the look in Jesse’s face.

There was a strange calmness to Jesse and Kip could smell the unmistakeable scent of gunpowder, something he was used to, as it was a scent he knew well from being around his father. The man always smelled from sweat, beer, and guns. He lived for his drinking and for his shooting, not a day had ever gone by when Keith Tanner hadn’t shot off at least one of his many weapons, but those days had ended or so he had thought. Now the smell of the cordite, the powder that wafted next to him churned his stomach, recalling images he had hoped to never see again and yet it wasn’t the same, wasn’t as gut wrenching as it used to be. Kip sighed as he turned to smile at Jesse, the sheriff’s warning still fresh in both of their minds.

Kip “So?”

Jesse “What?”

Kip “He seemed pleased enough, guess you didn’t hit any stray cows or anything”

Jesse “No, it didn’t take long to get the feel of it”

Kip “I gathered that, uh you better make sure that thing is on safety before you go climbing into bed with Andy there, don’t think his daddy would be happy with you if you wound up shooting off the wrong gun…”

Jesse “Funny ain’t you?”

Kip “I try, but, Jesse… seriously man, you don’t have to do this, I mean, well…”

Jesse knew that Kip meant it too, and yet as he placed his hand lightly on Kip’s shoulder he also knew how desperately Kip was hoping that he would stick to it, that he wouldn’t back out. It was scary, no doubt about that but he just knew inside that it was what he had to do, if for no other reason than he Kip was his friend.

Jesse “I know, thing is Kip, to me, inside, I have to do this, it just, I don’t know, it feels right man, I can’t really explain it, just that there isn’t any doubt inside, this is what I gotta do, so it’s cool, okay?”

Kip “Yeah, okay, what about him?”

Jesse “Andy?”

Kip “Yeah, how you going to explain that extra gun you supposed to be packing from now on?”

Jesse “Shit, you really are gonna milk this ain’t you?”

Kip “uh no, I kind of think Andy is the one who wants to milk ‘it’ but I could be wrong, but then again he has been sporting a boner all the time you been gone”

Jesse “Fuck… don’t say it, shit I give you too many openings, don’t Kip… but I don’t know, maybe I should cancel?”

Kip “NO! No you can’t do that, I mean there is no way of telling how long this other shit is going to go on for, this may be your only chance for a bit to be together, take it man, seriously… take it”

Jesse “Yeah I suppose, I do like him Kip”

Kip “I can tell, not sure who is more eager, you or him, judging by those bulges in both of your pants, haha”

Jesse “Shit, again with the cracks, fine, and what about you and your little helper over there? Ever seen how his puppy dog eyes follow your every move bud? Hmmm?”

Kip “Haha, no, but, hell, he is nice and he is smart, a scholarship boy too.”

Jesse “Christ you think those two talk about us like we do about them?”

Kip “God I hope not, it would be too embarrassing, haha”

Andy wished he knew what they were talking about but the wide smile across Kip’s face and the one that beamed from Jesse’s only made his heart thunder a bit louder, made his pulse race just a bit faster as he wondered what it was going to be like, to be next to Jesse, to feel him as he entered his body as he made him a part of himself? God, he couldn’t stop thinking about it, the way Jesse had smelled, had acted, had felt and that was just a blow job, and he felt the ache in his groin and rectum growing with each passing second as he saw Jesse finally leave Kip, heading towards the washroom with his duffle bag. He saw too the way Kip stared at Jesse’s back as he walked away and then he saw him steal a glance towards where he was, and for a brief moment he saw something strange in the way Kip looked at him. He couldn’t put his finger on it but it gave him a slight chill for a moment and then it too passed as Kip’s face broke into a grin. He gave Andy a thumbs up sign which only drove Andy’s mind back to the way Jesse looked and his whole body shook a little as the anticipation was almost unbearable.

Andy & Jesse

The drive to Kip’s trailer had been a silent one for the most part. Jesse seemed lost in some deep thoughts and Andy was afraid to break his mood, his silence. There was a sort of edginess to Jesse that he hadn’t expected, and when they had stopped to pick up the pizza he had ordered, Jesse seemed almost angry that Andy had wanted to pay for it. It was more like he had snarled even the way he said he’d pay for it and had gone inside, refusing to even give Andy much of a chance to move or even say anything.

The rest of the way to Kip’s had been kept to short instructions on where to turn next until they finally arrived at the trailer. He didn’t know what was eating at Jesse but thought it might be nerves, or something like that. Maybe Jesse didn’t believe that he had the money and he looked so different, so strange really but god he smelled so inviting, so desirable that he could feel the stiffness not just in his groin but through his whole body. He even felt a tremble now and then as they came closer to Kip’s trailer and he figured that once inside, Jesse would relax, especially after he paid him. That had to be what was bugging him so he tried to just ignore it as they finally pulled in, parking in front.

Jesse sat there for a few seconds, seeing the trailer and hearing Andy’s heavy breathing. He had been more terse than he should have been with Andy about the pizza, after all the guy just wanted everything to go right, and he could feel his nervousness as well as his desire. God, Kip had been right, the guy was sporting a super hard on judging by the way his pants were stretched at the groin but then, so was he and it kind of irritated him. He wanted more than a roll in the hay plus it was going to be difficult using Kip’s bed. There was so much there to remind him of Kip and to remind him that Kip would never be more than a friend, that his fantasy of having him for a lover wasn’t in the cards.

He sighed a little as he finally opened the door and climbed out, the large pizza box in one hand his other hand at his waist. It felt weird really as he looked around, checking out the field all around the trailer and then the road that they had just come down. Jesse could see the way Andy was looking at him, a case of nerves starting to take hold and he couldn’t really blame him, after all he was acting spooky but then, better safe than sorry as he was fairly certain there was nothing lurking nearby. Quickly he opened the trailer, holding the door for Andy so he could enter and then he shut it tight, barring it and then as he laid the pizza down he went through the trailer, checking the windows and dropping the blinds on each one but only after checking the latches.

His actions were making Andy very nervous, he could tell by the way Andy’s eyes kept following him around as he made the rounds, and only when he was satisfied did he return to the living area and turn on a small lamp by the sofa. The small table held the pizza and he reached into the fridge to pull out a couple of cans of beer, offering one to Andy as he quickly got down two plates and some paper towels. He set them down by the pizza and then took his jacket off, his cotton shirt open, showing his t-shirt but as he took the jacket off, he saw Andy’s eyes bulge open. There was no way he could hide it, and he waited for a minute before he sat down, taking a long heavy pull on the beer, his eyes never leaving Andy’s startled and now very worried face.

Andy couldn’t figure out what Jesse was up to as he moved through the trailer like a cat on the prowl for something. The way he walked, so alert, so intense that it gave him a small shiver as he sat on the sofa, the smell of the pizza no longer enticing him. He watched and when Jesse finally returned he still had that chill, uncertain what was going on. The way he had closed everything, latched and bolted every window not to mention the door frightened him for a moment or two as images from just before leaving home flashed before him.

His Father had called him a few days before he was to leave for school and took him for a drive. At first Andy had thought it was to give him a lecture about what he expected or something like that, maybe even some fatherly advice on who to socialize with or not but when they drove up and passed thru a wire fenced gate, where a tough looking stranger peered at them before letting them drive on in he knew it was something else.

Andy had never thought much about it, but for the next six hours he thought of nothing else but how his life wasn’t his own. His father had taken him to a large building where he was introduced to a Mr. Short, which he wanted to laugh at until he stared at the man’s pock marked face and his cold eyes. It was the eyes that silenced the beginnings of his laugh and within a few minutes he realized just how serious the man was as he began to discuss how Andy could do a lot in keeping himself alive. The mere thought that someone would want to harm him had never entered his mind until then and he could see the worry and concern in his father’s eyes as Mr. Short began to explain the ways of the criminal. It scared the shit out of him and now, sitting here he remembered all that the tall burly man had told him and as he saw the butt handle of the gun stuck inside of Jesse’s shirt he felt the rising panic as thoughts of kidnapping or worse flashed thru his mind.

Andy “Uh, do we, I mean, do I give you the money now or uh, I mean…”

Jesse had seen the eyes widen as Andy caught a brief glimpse of the gun hanging in a shoulder holster next to his arm. The butt sticking out couldn’t be missed and he felt a heaviness he hadn’t expected to feel, unsure of how to explain not only the gun, but at why he couldn’t do what Andy had hoped for, or was willing to pay for.

Jesse “Uh no, look, uh we need to talk Andy”

Andy “Okay, uh, look if the money isn’t enough, I have more, really…”

Jesse “No, no that isn’t it Andy, the money is, well, I won’t shit you, $400 is a lot of money to a guy like me, it is just that, well, things have kind of changed.”

Andy “Changed? How? I mean, did I do something wrong? Please, look the money, $400 isn’t that much to me and I, I really do, shit, you aren’t going to are you?”

Jesse “Going to?”

He felt so dejected as the thought passed through his mind. He couldn’t understand what it was that he had done that had changed Jesse’s mind, he wished he could know so that maybe, just maybe he could change Jesse’s mind. Andy didn’t care anymore what it would cost, he just knew he needed to be with Jesse, to be close to him at least once, so he could have something to hang onto, something that meant something.

Andy “Yeah, trick, isn’t that the word? You aren’t going to trick me, what is it, am I too geeky, what?”

Jesse stared at Andy, saw the roll of bills that had materialized in his hand and was outstretched towards him. He looked intently at the money. hearing Andy’s pleading voice that was tinged with a real fear, a sort of panic etched among each word that Andy had spoke. He could use the money but he wanted more than just money. Maybe in the end it would be all he could expect but being with Kip had changed him in a way he had yet to fully understand. That first time with Andy, taking the money had been almost like stealing, not for food but like he had taken something just for the hell of it. He didn’t like that feeling and he didn’t want to feel dirty anymore, he wanted something more and like Kip said, he owed it to himself to try.

Jesse “Yeah that’s the word and no you aren’t geeky or anything like that, it isn’t you Andy, it is me, me and I guess in some ways it is you too, but no I am not going to trick you, put the money back in your pocket, okay?”

Andy “Why? What did I do, I don’t get it, if it isn’t the money, what is it?”

He saw the way Andy’s hand was shaking, the way his face had gone white almost as he spoke and if he didn’t know better he’d swear that Andy had tears around the corners of his eyes. Christ, he really did want him, which was nice, and yet frightening too. Could he be what Andy expected or would he disappoint him just as he had disappointed so many others in his life? 19 years old and he felt like he was a 100 or so, but it was a life he had chosen and now he was faced with the consequences. Maybe if they had met elsewhere, at some dance or something instead of in a service station washroom, maybe then they might have a chance?

Jesse “Guess in a way it is you…”

Andy “Me? What did I do, please Jesse, if I did anything to piss you off, you gotta tell me, please…”

Jesse “No it isn’t that, look, I am not sure even I can explain this, uh, you remember when we first did it? Out in the field?”

Andy “Yes, did I do something wrong? Tell me, I know I am not very good at this stuff, but you can teach me, please…”

Andy’s voice had almost a tear in it, the way his eyes were watering Jesse could tell that he was close to crying, and his heart leapt as it ached for him. He really couldn’t explain how he felt, but he knew he had to try, to make Andy understand that he hadn’t done anything wrong, nothing except maybe make Jesse fall hard in love with him.

Jesse “No, you were very good, better than good even, it is just that being with you then, it was different, I felt different, not like I usually feel.”

Andy “I am sorry, I didn’t…”

Jesse “No, you have nothing to be sorry about, it is me, see, being with you wasn’t what I had expected, you, shit, how do I say this?”

Andy “Tell me, please Jesse, just, just say it”

Jesse “It is like touching you was real, it wasn’t about the money or anything else, it was like being next to you made me want to see you happy in a way, fuck, I know this is lame, but being with you, seeing how you were, feeling you the way you were, it drove me nuts, it made me want you to be more than just, well than just a trick. I know, you went on and on about doing more, and I went along, but when you forked over the money, it felt wrong, feels wrong even now and if I hadn’t spent some of it, shit, Andy I don’t want to trick you, I can’t, for whatever reason something about you is special, I want that, I don’t want you as a customer, as a trick, do you understand?”

The pain in his heart was murderous, it held him in such agony that he wasn’t even sure he could speak. Everything felt like it was all falling apart and yet something in Jesse’s voice, almost as if he was in pain even touched him, gave him hope that he couldn’t explain or feel like it could even be real and yet, the way Jesse talked, the way he looked, it had to be real, had to be.

Andy “I am not sure, I mean, are you, are you saying you like me?”

Jesse “I guess so, yeah, I am saying that, why, is that hard to believe?”

Andy “Kind of, I mean, why would someone like you like me?”

The words were like a knife in his heart as he felt himself leaning back in the small chair, almost as if the wind had been knocked out of him. Jesse always had known that the odds of Andy caring about him were slim given his background, but to hear the words only tore at him more. He felt the pain, his face contorted in the sudden agony of it all as he answered.

Jesse “You think its for the money don’t you? That’s what you mean by a guy like me, isn’t it?”

Andy saw the way Jesse’s face suddenly grew white, and the way his jaw tightened and his eyes, his eyes suddenly seem to go blank as if they had suddenly been closed even though he could still see the green tint of the pupils. His own heart suddenly felt like it was being ripped apart as he was certain he could feel Jesse’s pain.

Andy “SHIT NO! No Jesse, I meant, I meant a guy who is so fucking hot that it hurts when I look at you, that you are so together, so confident looking so fucking amazing, that why would anyone like that want a plain geek kid like me, that is what I meant, honest, shit you have to believe me Jesse, I never dreamed that you could, well, that you could care about me the way I feel for you, I…”

Jesse “you care for me? Why?”

Andy “Yes…”

He took a deep breath as he stared at the wide-open eyes once more. Jesse’s face was suddenly calm, his eyes blinking but there was a glimmer of life in them now, as if the words had given Jesse hope. He felt the ache growing in his own body as he tried to marshal his thoughts and try to make Jesse understand just how much he needed to be with him, to be a part of him.

Andy “I don’t know, but the second I saw you, the way your eyes looked at me, shit the way they are right now even, it just sort of makes me feel good, makes me feel, special… no one has ever made me feel that way”

Jesse “for real?”

Andy “uh huh”

Jesse “Then why, I mean why the money?”

Andy “I never thought you’d want to be with me otherwise, I didn’t think I was good enough just as me, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings by offering the money, I just felt, well, I thought it would be the only way I could at least have a chance at knowing a part of you, God I know its bad, I know how you must hate me for it, but I didn’t know how else I could be with you, you are so, so amazing, and I took advantage, I know that, but I couldn’t stop myself Jesse, I needed to have something of you, to keep and dream about”

A small tear was trickling down Andy’s face and he couldn’t quite believe it, that someone like Andy fell the way he said. It couldn’t be real and yet in his soul he knew that the words were real, that Andy truly did feel something special for him, but he still couldn’t accept it, he still couldn’t quite believe that someone as cultured and well heeled like Andy Taylor could fall for someone like him.

Jesse “Hurt me? Andy, I am a hustler, a whore for Christ’s sake, how can you, how can you care for me?”

Andy “DON’T! Don’t say that Jesse, you do stuff that maybe isn’t, I don’t know, accepted? It doesn’t make you worthless, least not to me, I don’t care about that shit, I just want to be with you, to lean in your arms, to smell you, to listen to you talk, laugh, whatever you are willing to share with me, that is all I want, I don’t care what it takes from me, I’ll do whatever you want, I just want you, a piece of you that I can call mine, honest.”

Silence filled the trailer as the two boys stared at each other. Jesse could see the pain etched across Andy’s face as he had spoke and each word voiced had touched him, had reached him in a place that no one had ever reached before. Only Kip had come there, and that was different too, not like this felt and as he struggled with trying to figure it all out, he could feel the panic and fear oozing from Andy. He really did mean what he said, and it frightened him a little, unsure if he was up to equalling what Andy thought he was.

Jesse “How can you be so certain? You don’t know anything about me really, you don’t know me at all”

Andy “I know, maybe its crazy but when we were together, that first time, I heard your heart, its crazy I know but, it was almost as if it was speaking to me, I can still hear it, and I know I want to hear more, to keep on hearing it for as long as you’ll let me, you don’t have to love me Jesse, just let me love you, please… I just know that I need you…”

The pleading look from Andy’s powder blue eyes was too much for him and he lowered his head, feeling his heart’s wild beat inside his chest. He stared at the way his chest was heaving and he could feel his body aching in places that no one had ever touched before. His whole life had been spent running from who he was, from what he was and here he was, hearing how someone like Andy just didn’t care about any of that, didn’t care what he had done or what he had been. It was like a second chance was being given to him and he was petrified at what it could mean and yet as much as he was fearful, he could hear that extra beat once more, the one he kept hearing as he laid next to Andy on a blanket behind some bushes a few days earlier.

Jesse “It’s not crazy, I heard yours too”

Slowly Jesse rose up from the chair, his legs aching and his heart trembling as he made his way past the small table. His legs felt wobbly and he gulped in the air as his lungs ached as well. Every part of his body suddenly seemed to be shaking even though he was certain that Andy couldn’t see that. His mind was fogged as he carefully walked over to where Andy sat. He saw the eyes staring at him, following him and his heart beat just a bit faster, just a little harder as he came to stand in front of Andy. He stood there, silent for a minute as he felt Andy’s desire reaching upwards towards him. That extra beat echoed in his ears as he spoke softly, his eyes staring at the tips of his boots, afraid to look into Andy’s face.

Jesse “I have been in jail”

The words registered inside but all that he could think of was that Jesse was there, standing right in front of him as if there really was a chance for them, and he could feel a strange warmth growing deep inside of him as he replied, his voice sounding reedy and thin to his ears.

Andy “I have been in detention”

Jesse looked up and stared deeply into the powder blue eyes of Andy. He saw something there, something that was silent and deadly as it reached out and touched him and he shivered a little. His heart stopped for a brief moment and then began to beat wildly. Jesse reached out with his hands, taking Andy’s upraised hands into his and then he pulled him up, staring into the open face of Andy.

Jesse “That’s not the same thing”

Andy “No, detention can be worse”

His head tilted to one side, his one hand resting on top of Andy’s shoulder and his other hand holding lightly onto the boy’s waist. He moved his face inwards keeping his eyes open, feeling the lashes flutter as he came closer to Andy’s face. He felt the warm breath across his mouth as he came even closer, feeling the sudden inhale of air as Andy struggled to take a breath. His heart was pounding loudly and yet he couldn’t hear it from the din of Andy’s own thundering heart.

The hand on Andy’s waist moved around slowly, grabbing at the firm cheek of Andy’s buttocks and it pulled inwards, bringing Andy’s young firm body closer, making it press up against Jesse’s own aching body. The press of Jesse’s fingers into the warm flesh of his buttocks made him suddenly groan, the press of his body into Jesse’s only made his heart ache even more and he felt the tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes as he saw those sea green eyes growing before his very face. He could feel them piercing his very soul as they came closer and he saw the waves of green rolling within, the swirling green seas that were Jesse’s own spirit came visible to him as he shuddered and trembled in the hard strong grasp of Jesse’s arms.

His body felt like rubber, as he could smell Jesse’s scent coming closer, as he smelled the cologne and even a trace of something else. The press of the gun against his breast didn’t even register as all he could think of was that Jesse was holding him, that Jesse was there with him and he closed his eyes, letting his thoughts wash away as his desire took over. His body shuddered again and again as he waited, anticipating that first electric touch that would send him into orbit. Andy felt his tears rolling down the face, dripping and curling under his chin as the fire suddenly sprung up from his soul and began to lick at his flesh.

Jesse’s fingers were spread far apart and each one was digging in past the thick denim material of Andy’s pants and despite the pants, he could feel the warm flesh underneath. He felt the fire rising upwards as the long eyelashes over Andy’s eyes fluttered furiously and then shut tight as the pale blue eyes shut. He felt the body in his arms shake and tremble as his own body arched inwards. His soul began to flicker as the fires within were ignited by the soft sweet scent that wafted inwards.

His eyes saw the clear tears running from the corners of the shut eyes and the sight touched his heart in a strange wonderful way. He felt it cheering as if it had just won the lottery and deep inside he could feel the pleasure that only came to him infrequently when he had been proved right. Whatever else might happen he was content now, knowing that what Andy had said had indeed be the truth, that he did care for him and that was something that maybe they could build on. His mouth grew taut now as it could feel the heat coming from Andy. His lips began to tremble slightly, as the distance grew smaller and smaller and then his body suddenly shook, a terrific jolt of fire came racing into his body as his mouth brushed up against Andy’s own trembling lips.

The pure energy that passed between them took his breath away and Andy felt his mouth suddenly spring open as his lungs gasped for air. The instant his lips parted he felt the rough edge of Jesse’s tongue as it came flying inwards, pushing his mouth open even wider and filling it with its wild dancing presence. The tongue licked upwards and stroked the very back of his throat all in one wild crazy motion. He felt his chest heave as the air left in his lungs was expelled and he breathed in deeply, feeling Jesse’s warm sweet breath and he shuddered, feeling the ache in his loins tearing upwards, the press of his throbbing penis threatening to rip apart the crotch of his denim pants.

A taste of peppermint filled his mouth as Andy’s breath came flooding inside the warm cavern of his open mouth. His tongue was already twisting and snaking inside of Andy’s own mouth and he could feel the teeth as the bottom of his tongue dragged across them, each indent and crevice was tasted as the rough tip of the tongue flicked up and then down, then off to one side and then up. His whole body felt the growing tremors of his desire as he clung tightly to Andy, his other hand now pushed under Andy’s arm, the hand resting with increasing strength against one shoulder blade, pressing the boy’s body inwards, just as the hand that now pressed against the buttocks squeezed the firm flesh underneath.

Jesse pulled back, struggling to breath as his teeth grabbed the lower lip and bit down gently, his tongue licking at Andy’s upper teeth, swirling around and then darting inside one more time, ignoring the desperate gasp for air that both bodies were making. He held onto Andy’s body, feeling the tremors of desire that passed between both aching bodies. Sweat was beginning to bead on his forehead as he slowly let his head pull back, a short quick inhale and then he pressed forward again, his lips closed as they kissed Andy’s still open mouth. He leaned back a little, easing the intense pressure his hands had been applying to Andy’s back.

Jesse “You taste good”

Andy “So do you, I…”

Jesse moved in again, his lips once more pressing up against Andy’s mouth, shutting off his words as he held him tightly into his arms. He tasted the lips and once more his tongue darted inside, a quick flick to the side then a hard press against Andy’s own tongue, and his teeth now nibbled gently at the quivering upper lip of the young boy, tasting the flesh and saliva. He moaned softly as he let his tongue return inside, as his head pulled back one more time. His eyes glimmered now as they waited for Andy’s own eyelids to open. When they did he felt his cock jerk hard inside of his pants and he felt his fingers flex and then dig slightly into Andy’s body.

They stood there for a moment or two and then Jesse moved his hands off of Andy’s backside and brought them forwards. His fingers reached up and he unbuttoned the top bottom of Andy’s shirt, then the next button and the next until finally Andy stood there, his shirt open exposing his young bare chest to Jesse. Jesse smiled up into Andy’s face, pressing in and kissing Andy fully on the lips. He let his tongue run quickly across the cracked flesh and then with his hands, he pulled back on the open shirt collar, pulling the shirt back and over the trembling shoulders of the young man.

Jesse reached up with his hand, a finger moving up along the pulsing vein of Andy’s neck, feeling the blood as it rushed through the carotid artery and up along the quivering jaw line until it came to his ear lobe. All the time he could feel Andy’s eyes watching his every movement and he smiled, feeling the thrill his touch brought to Andy and to himself. He felt his own body shaking as his finger traced the lower ear, moving along the lobe towards the inside and then he turned his face, letting his finger follow the nature curves while he stared intently into Andy’s face. He could see so much that it was stunning to his mind. He saw the small bumps under the left eyelid, the soft indentation just under the right eye itself near the nose and yet through all that he saw something else that only excited his heart more. He could see the need that Andy held for him, and more, he could feel that desire almost as if it was something he could reach out and touch.

Jesse’s finger moved up and along the side of the face, reaching the corner of the eye and gently he wiped away the tear, running his finger under the eye, his fingertips lightly brushing across the soft milky flesh. He took a deep breath, as he looked at that face, at the way Andy looked back at him with such trust, such care that it only made his own heart skip a few beats as he thought about tonight. His whole body seemed so alive as he leaned upwards and kissed Andy on the forehead then the bridge of his nose, tasting the warm flesh and then once more he pressed his lips against Andy’s, feeling and tasting something very special. His pulse slowed a bit from its earlier frantic pace as his tongue just lightly prodded Andy’s moist lips. He kissed the chin and then leaned back, staring up into Andy’s face.

Andy “Jesse, I…”

Jesse “It’s okay, really…”

Andy “I am scared Jesse”

He was leaning forward, looking at the trembling chin and the long neck, the way the veins stood out. He thought for a moment he could see the blood flowing, the way the veins moved and actually pulsed even and then the words came. He stopped looking at the long ‘v’ of the hollow of Andy’s neck and raised his face back to look into the powder blue eyes. His heart held still as did his whole body, a slight stab of fear coming close to his beating heart.

Jesse “Of me?”

Andy “No, never, it is just, I have never, Jesse I want to make you happy, I don’t know if I can…”

No one had ever really said that to him and meant it as he knew that Andy did. Jesse could feel the panic in Andy’s body, the way he shook and the way he hung his head down, stealing upward glances at Jesse’s face and he felt the love, actually felt it as it reached out for him, hoping to be received as freely as it was being offered.

Jesse “Don’t sweat it, I am happy, really”

Andy “But, I mean, I don’t know if I can do what, what will, Jesse I am sorry, I never really been with anyone before, I don’t know what to do, how to, you know…”

He saw the tears rolling down Andy’s face and he knew that it meant a great deal to him, that he really did want to make Jesse happy and that in itself was something he never really had experienced himself. It was all so strange, so amazing that he could feel the excitement inside, like a kid on Christmas morning. So many wonderful presents to open and he let his finger reach up, touch Andy just under his chin, and then Jesse lifted up the face, so he could look fully into Andy’s face and Andy into his.

Jesse “You’ll do fine Andy, just being with you, touching you like this, is more than I ever dreamed of, there is no rush, I want to take all the time I can, to enjoy all you are giving me, even just, just standing here is something special to me.”

Andy looked into Jesse’s face and he saw it, the glimmer in his eyes and the way his face shown, almost glowing really as if something inside was lighting up the warm tanned face. It was just like he had hoped but even more so, as he felt the tingle running up and down his spine. His hands were sweating as they rested on Jesse’s hips, feeling the bones and yet feeling more than that, feeling Jesse’s desire for him. It was as Jesse was saying; just just standing with him truly excited Jesse.

Andy “you really mean it don’t you?”

Jesse “Yes”

Andy smiled a small grin and he let his hands move upwards a bit, feeling the thin sides of Jesse and he let his head move closer, his eyes flickering and then closing as he moved closer. He felt the powerful hands tensing up and then he felt the warm wet press of his mouth against Jesse’s and the fires deep inside once more roared upwards, once more ignited the hidden secret desire within his very soul and he moaned now as he opened his mouth, feeling the power of Jesse’s hands as they pulled him closer, pushing his body further into Jesse’s own aching torso.

His tongue felt the tip of Jesse’s tongue and he tasted that warm wet flavour again but this time his tongue didn’t stay still, his heart roared as he flicked it at the probing flesh coming inside and his lips no longer quivered from fear but from excitement as he let his body press inwards, no longer afraid, no longer held in check. He felt the ache growing deep inside, felt his groin burst into flames as Jesse’s warm body curved into his and the hard hands pulled even harder on his tall lanky frame. His hands now moved up and down the sides of Jesse’s body, feeling his rib cage and more than that, he was certain he could once more feel Jesse’s heart racing next to his own.

They held tightly onto each other and their mouths were locked together as their tongues danced inside of Andy’s mouth and then moved to Jesse’s and then back again. The wet taste of passion filled their souls and both boys moaned a little as they struggled for air but refused to break apart until there was no choice. They gasped a little as fresh air filled their lungs and then Jesse began to kiss at the chin and with his strength push up so that he could reach under the chin, tasting the flesh that now burned with Andy’s fiery desire.

Jesse’s tongue licked at the soft warm flesh, tasting the salt and feeling the fire that burned underneath. His hands now moved upwards, caressing the hot heaving back as Andy’s body trembled and shook to his touch. He heard the soft moans now, almost a whimper as he kissed and licked at the hollow of Andy’s neck. He felt him swallow, felt Andy’s throat shake and his hands moved down the warm flesh, feeling the muscles coiling and feeling the nerves tingling as he kissed the top of Andy’s chest. He could feel the hot breath of the boy as he tried to gasp for more air, the excitement within making his chest heave in spasms as Jesse’s hands now held him under the armpits. His fingers were spread outwards in a fan shape as he kissed the warm body, licking at it, dragging his tongue now down the centre of the boys quaking body. His hands moved down to as he lowered his body so he could press harder into the milky white skin.

Deep within his soul he felt the voices rising, the urging pleas of his own tortured spirit rising up in joy as at long last he had found someone to care about, someone that would care for him and it only drove him onwards, more intent than ever to bring more pleasure to the boy he held in his hands. His lips pressed and then his mouth opened as his tongue licked eagerly at the inviting flesh in front. He swirled the tip around one trembling nipple, tasting it, licking it and feeling the hard rubber point shake and jiggle to his pressure. His teeth suddenly flared outwards as his lips curled back and he clamped both upper and lower teeth around the quivering mound of flesh, slowly adding pressure to his bite and he felt Andy’s hands on his shoulders, squeezing now, his voice crying out in a painful joyous moan, his body bucking in pure ecstasy.

Jesse suddenly let his teeth release the firm nipple and he sucked, pressing his lips hard into the mound of flesh around the trembling nipple. He felt the flesh rising upwards and filling his open mouth and his tongue flickered out, swirling around the hard flesh of the nipple as his lips pulled inwards even more. He felt his hands pressing, forcing Andy’s thin gangly body even closer. He heard the loud groan of pleasure which made the fires deep in his soul rise upwards in a surge of heat and flame.

As Andy’s cry of joy echoed he suddenly released the one nipple and then dragged his tongue along the shivering flesh towards the other, dropping to one knee at the same time, his hands now reaching upwards as his body sank to the floor. He felt the heat inside, the ache in his groin as his body trembled with the growing passion from within. His body grew hot and sweat began to drip from his face, his long flowing hair now becoming matted into long strands of wet hair as he kissed the other nipple, licked around it and lightly probed at the nipple itself with just the very tip of his tongue. He did it again and again and then suddenly he lunged inwards, his teeth picking the firm nipple between them and he bit down, pressing his face closer and at the same time pulling Andy forward in a show of strength. His fingers dug deep into Andy’s back, and he stumbled forward, going in closer and losing his balance but he didn’t fall too far before Jesse’s hands held him

Andy’s hands dug hard into the flesh of Jesse’s shoulders and he could feel the bone under the shaking flesh. The muscles shook and rolled away, growing tense as the pressure increased. He felt his body trembling, felt the strange hot tremors that now rolled incessantly thru his entire body and he knew he was crying, the tears were rolling down his face unheeded as he struggled to regain his balance, and all the time his mind grew darker, clouded by the overwhelming emotions that came rushing upwards unbidden.

His eyes grew glassy as he felt Jesse’s hot breath against his stomach, his belly shaking as he felt the press of lips against the flesh, his muscles twisting and tightening as Jesse’s tongue licked at his sweating belly. His whole body felt like he was on fire as Jesse’s hands moved across his chest, the fingers probing and poking at his skin, at his nipples and his sides. He could feel the press of the tips and he moaned louder as Jesse’s tongue licked at him, tasting his flesh, as the fires inside grew hotter. He could feel his body burning as Jesse’s mouth moved lower, his hands now resting on top of Jesse’s shoulders, then his head then back to his shoulders. He ached in his groin as he heard the snap of his pants button and he shook as the sudden excitement came flooding into him. His body trembled as he felt Jesse’s hand unzip his pants, then reaching back up to caress his belly and press the tightening muscles.

The hands moved back and forth, pressing hard one minute then softer the next, the fingers brushing past his skin then suddenly one hand would reach up, pushing hard into his body and reaching upwards, reaching for the trembling firm nipple and all the time Jesse’s mouth was covering his skin, kissing it one second, nibbling at another, and even gently sucking on it. His lips moved over his belly button and he felt the hard tip of Jesse’s tongue snaking into the small tiny hole, licking at the belly button and he cried out, his groin bursting into flames or so it felt as he shook and quaked to the new sensations that came racing into his body.

He felt the sudden emptiness as Jesse’s hands suddenly were gone from his chest and then in a flash he felt the cool waft of air across his thighs and he felt the quick tug as his pants were suddenly pushed down, his body no longer cloaked in the denim and he grew silent, waiting for more and he felt Jesse’s hands coming back up the inside of his trembling legs. He could feel the fingers as they brushed lightly past his fine hairs on his legs and his knees felt like buckling but he held on, letting his body rest on the strength of his arms that were firmly planted on Jesse’s warm shoulders.

The ache in his groin was unbearable and he could feel the way his thick blood gorged cock was pushing, the way it was jerking even as Jesse’s hands came up on either side of it, the hot flesh of Jesse’s hands now running upwards, pushing the thin satin material of his silk boxer shorts. He groaned, unable to contain the sound as waves of pure raw energy came flashing into his body. His buttocks tightened and he felt the dull ache there grow too, struggling for dominance over all the new strange aches that were turning his mind blank. He felt his head raising upwards, the neck growing tight as it stretched backwards, his lungs greedily sucking the rooms air inside and all the time he stood there, shivering with raw excitement as Jesse’s hands wrapped around the thin waist band of the boxers. He felt the press of the fingers against his hips and he could feel his legs growing weaker with each passing second, each flick of Jesse’s tongue against his flesh.

The scent of sweat, cologne, and desire all permeated his mind as he breathed in the intoxicating fumes that wafted upwards from Andy’s body. His nostrils flared as his hands dug into the hot flesh, their fingers gripping the satin waist band tightly and he pulled back, his tongue taking one last taste of the salty sweet skin and he stared at the shiny blue material, the dark patch growing around the outline of Andy’s throbbing penis that poked forward, that showed clearly its own aching desire for release. He stared briefly at the image of that hard organ, the way it seemed alive as it moved slightly one way then another, almost as if it could sense its impending freedom from confinement. His heart skipped a beat, then another as he slowly began to pull down the thin shiny material, smelling the warm pungent odour of a young man in heat, feeling the generated warmth escaping, blowing across his face and he breathed the scent in deeply, revelling in its freshness and in its uniqueness.

Andy couldn’t tell what was happening as his mind was blank, over come by the intense roar of pleasure that kept inundating him, it was almost like the flood gates of the Hoover Dam had suddenly been opened with him standing right in front of them. He felt so overpowered that tears continued to roll down his face and his eyes were misted over by them. He caught brief glimpses of long hair, matted and wet from perspiration tossing back and forth and he felt the tongue, felt the hands, the lips, and it all came to him at once, rocking him as he struggled to stay upright, as he fought to keep himself from exploding with the wonderful sensations. His mind continued to blank out, his head arched back as he felt the hands sliding his boxer’s down, felt them as they passed his hips, then his thighs and he knew he was standing there, naked now and his hard throbbing penis was free, staring at the one he had desired, staring at Jesse.

The shorts lay at Andy’s feet, still wrapped around his ankles as were his jeans, but all Jesse could see was the winking angry eye of Andy’s hard throbbing organ. He was amazed once more at its beauty and its anger as he stared at it, his hands slowly moving up and down the trembling legs. He could feel the hairs standing on edge as his hands lightly moved along them, feeling the muscles shift to his gentle touch and yet all he could see was the long thick pole staring at him. His mouth felt dry and he licked his lips as he stared at the small white fluid slowly grow larger, slowly roll down the almost purple coloured skin of the cock head and he knew that Andy would cum soon but he couldn’t bring himself to make it happen just yet. The beauty of that long thick organ was mesmerizing to him as he stared at it, letting his hands reach up to caress the shaking thighs then back down to massage Andy’s aching calf muscles. He felt the tension in the legs, felt them stiffen with each passing second and he sat back on his own legs, feeling his own hard cock stiffening even more, feeling his own blood racing along his arteries and veins, his finger tips growing numb as the blood was passing to quickly thru him.

He breathed in deeply, that strange wonderful aroma making his heart ache and his body groan as he let the scent waft across his face and he glanced upwards, seeing the glazed look in Andy’s eyes and watched as Andy tossed his head backwards, his nostrils flaring in time with Jesse’s hands gliding along the back of Andy’s legs. He felt the muscles tighten as his hands reached the two orbs of flesh and he could feel them shake as he slowly wrapped his hands over them, prodding the warm flesh as he stretched his fingers outwards, his head now moving inwards and his own nostrils flaring as he came closer to the source of the intoxicating perfume that permeated his soul. He felt the desire rising inside of his own body and as his fingers found the centre of Andy’s cheeks, and gently pulled at the flesh, spreading the cheeks apart his tongue flicked out, reaching the very tip of Andy’s pole.

Jesse felt the salty taste and the jolt came rushing inside as his tongue licked lightly at the small drop of pre cum that was beginning to roll down the oval cock head. He heard the sudden rush of air as Andy gasped and sucked in what air he could. HIs body was trembling uncontrollably now as he clenched his fingers tightly around Andy’s cheeks, the tips of his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh inside the hidden valley of Andy’s buttocks. The motion bringing Andy’s groin forward, his hard 7 ½ inch long pole vaulting forward towards the waiting mouth. Andy stumbled a little, his hands suddenly gripping Jesse’s shoulder in panic, the fingers deep into the flesh striking bone but he held on as he felt Jesse’s lips press lightly against his cock. He groaned loudly as he felt the light press of the lips then the rough edge of Jesse’s tongue as it licked tenderly against the hot flesh of his cock head. He moaned too as Jesse slowly ran his tongue around the head, taking every drop of pre cum that came flooding out now, and still he hadn’t touched him further, Jesse’s hands digging deep into the soft wet flesh of his rectum, his cheeks pinched tightly and his body growing hotter with each passing second.

He gulped for air as he felt the tongue move down, circle the head of his cock and he groaned again and again as the tongue ignored him, as it kept moving along his burning pole, licking at the sizzling flesh, tasting it and pressing the head now past Jesse’s mouth, the side resting against Jesse’s flushed face. His whole body trembled as he felt the tongue licking down the underside of his shaft, Jesse’s face pushing up on his cock and he shuddered, the nerves in his entire body screaming their joy.

The hands pressed hard into his body and then moved away leaving both cheeks to shake in spasms as the hands moved forwards, one hand digging hard into his hip, the thumb pushing up into the very centre between his groin and his thigh. The other hand now reached over and reached under the hot full cock, pushing it up hard so it rested on Andy’s own shaking and trembling belly. Jesse’s mouth moved in and licked at the tender spot right where his shaft met his groin and then licked at the two full aching balls. His scrotum screamed in agony from the tongue’s licking and then suddenly they were enveloped in a pool of heat as Jesse sucked the two eggs inside his moth. His tongue flicked and swirled around the taut skin inside, pushing at the two eggs that were kept in the leathery pouch. He cried now as he felt the shudder grow inside, felt the agony rising as he couldn’t bear the pleasure anymore. His whole body was one rolling wave of pleasure as Jesse slowly let each egg fall from his mouth, his lips sucking at the sac to the very last and then he ran his mouth upwards, his tongue hanging out as he moved up the hot throbbing pole.

Andy shook and his fingers tried to dig in past the shoulder bones, the pain excruciatingly intense and he could feel his soul bursting into white hot flames as the fires within grew and grew with each passing wave, with each second of intimacy that seemed like it would never end. His whole body was becoming numb as the blood boiled within and the flames licked at his very flesh, making him feel that he was slowly melting and still Jesse licked at his shaft, then once more circled his cock head, tasting the pre cum that had continued to ooze form the tiny winking slit at the centre. Once more the tongue flicked out, dragging the oozing pre cum inside of Jesse’s mouth and then in a flash, Andy felt the tight press of lips around the very tip of his cock, felt them slowly slide open and the slight grate of sharp teeth passed across his skin, his cock trying to jerk free but held tight by the hard press of Jesse’s mouth.

Jesse felt the balls slinging upwards and he started to feel his own throbbing cock inside trying to break past his own pants. He ached in spots he hadn’t felt before not even with Kip and he could feel the desire growing, feel it reaching him in every part of his body as he closed his eyes, his mouth opening just enough to let pass the hard throbbing cock head and slowly he began to slide forward, to let the steaming organ fill his mouth. He felt the tongue flatten as the hard organ came slowly inwards, pressing hard but held back by his own mouth. He groaned a little as more pre cum oozed out, the salty taste filling him.

His hands held tightly onto Andy’s hips, he felt the bones of the hips shaking, trembling from the intense pleasure rolling thru his young body and as he moved his face forward, tasting the hot flesh, feeling it throb within his cheeks and down his throat he felt the blood inside boiling. He could feel it racing too as he slowly let the hard 7-½ inches fill his mouth and throat. The hard head struck the roof of his mouth and then slid down his greased throat, the pre cum already caking the sides of his throat. The 1 ¼ inch thick cock felt more like it was 3 inches thick the way it filled him but he held on, letting his muscles surround and hold onto the steamy flesh that slid past. He ached more as he felt the throb of the vein underneath, feeling it as the blood rushed past and his arms grew numb, his mind numb, his legs numb as he focused on nothing now but the feelings that were coursing through his body, all of them coming from his mouth as Andy’s cock struck the very back of his throat, almost pushing past his Adam’s apple and larynx.

The press of Andy’s pubic hairs against his lips and his nose only made his heart grow louder, the thunder filling his ears with its roar as he could feel nothing but the hot urgent desire of Andy. He heard the moans in between thunder claps of his hearts beating, and he felt his own body start to shake as he pressed his face hard into the soft groin, his nose pushing to one side, wedging itself between Andy’s thigh and groin. He sucked in the air, breathing that scent, that aroma and he felt the lust taking hold of him, feeling it burst into flames as his body was no longer his to control, no longer his to command as Andy’s heart now held sway over him. He could hear it beating next to his; he could feel it as it too roared and pulsed with increasing fervour, increasing desire.

The explosion began to rise up, Andy felt it taking form deep in his soul as suddenly Jesse’s mouth was no longer pressed hard into his groin, and then suddenly he felt the pull of the lips and then their press and as they pressed his hips moved forward, as the lips pulled his hips moved backwards, and he cried loudly, feeling the tightness growing, feeling the harsh pain deep at the root of his cock as his balls flung upwards, his whole body began to shake, then it began to tremble and quiver and the blood began to flood from everywhere, rushing from his head and his toes, from his fingers and even from his chest, rushing towards the pulsing pole that was flashing in and out of Jesse’s mouth. His body surrendered to the urgent desire of his lust and his passion was already on its way as he cried out, warning Jesse, crying because he was cumming, desperate to try and hold back the impending flood but the deep groans of desire, the sudden increase of speed along his cock and he knew it didn’t matter now, it was okay, it was fine and he lunged, sending his hips forward in one furious push that met the coming press of Jesse’s own face.

His groin ground hard into Jesse’s face, the lips suddenly buried beyond the cock root and digging hard into his belly. Andy cried out, his hands digging into the flesh of Jesse’s shoulders just as he felt Jesse’s own fingers digging deep into the sides of his groin. His body shook and the flames were no longer buried, they had burst through his whole body and he felt the heat strike his face and chest as his cock jerked hard deep within Jesse’s throat.

The small trailer seemed to shake on its very foundations as the two boys cried, one muffled by the flooding milk of the other. Andy’s voice shook the very room and he could barely even hear it, as Jesse’s wild beating heart filled his ears, the sound of his cock hitting the very back of Jesse’s throat louder than the piercing cry that came from his mouth. Andy’s head was tossed backwards, his eyes rolled back into his head, his mouth was open, the cries of release still being shouted and yet all he could hear was Jesse’s soft whimpering moans as his cum filled Jesse’s throat and mouth. He felt the hot thick cream flooding the thin throat, felt it rolling down the taut muscles and still more kept coming, kept escaping and slowly he could feel it sliding upwards, past the still jerking cock head, past the still throbbing pole held tightly by the lips. He could even feel the first wave striking Jesse’s teeth and lips and it held but more was coming, more of his seed and he felt it as even Jesse couldn’t hold it all, and slowly he felt the trickle of his own milk against his throbbing shaking belly. His pubic hairs matted now by not just sweat and desire but by his own spent cum.

Andy’s body continued to tremble even after the last of his milk had exploded deep into Jesses throat. He couldn’t help it, it was almost as if he had lost all control over his limbs and his hands started to loosen their hold on Jesse’s shoulders. His head no longer tilted backwards but it rolled a little, no strength left in his neck to support it, and his mouth gasped for air, his chest continued to heave from the exertion of his lungs as he struggled to breath, the air filled with the mixture of sweat, sex, and passion. He could smell it with each draw of air and it only made him shake more, tremble more as he tried to stay upright, tried to remain standing but his legs were collapsing, only Jesse’s hands seemed to be holding him but they too were gradually growing weaker and Andy felt his cock slowly escaping from Jesse’s mouth, reluctant to leave but still leaving.

Jesse swallowed and kept swallowing even when there was no more to swallow. The taste was everything to him and his body craved it, desired more and it grew pained as it realized that for now there was no more. He slowly felt the blood slowing in his body, the tempo gradually becoming just a passing blur, as his heart continued to race, to thunder and he felt his legs tingle as blood slowly returned to his limbs. His mind was fogged, lost in the wild passion that had filled it and his hands slipped a little, the hold on Andy’s hips gone as he felt himself leaning backwards, his hands now behind him as he kept from falling over. His eyes blinked and through the mist of spent passion he saw Andy slowly sink down onto the sofa. He saw the glazed eyes flickering and he could see the love too, as his tongue slowly licked across his own parched lips, tasting once more the dried cum that had caked over them. He still was panting as he slowly leaned onto one hand, his breathing gradually returning to normal and he could still hear Andy’s heart, hear it crying his name as deep inside of his own body the fires that had been kindled by Andy continued to burn hotly.

Andy “Jesse, I am sorry… I really…”

Jesse “Sorry? Christ you have nothing to be sorry for…”

Andy “I tried to hold it back, honest, I just couldn’t, I know I should have…”

Jesse “Fuck that, it was great, besides, we have time, the night isn’t over yet my hot college boy”

Andy “Huh? You mean you aren’t… YOUR hot college boy?”

Jesse found the strength to stand up and look down at Andy, his smile his answer to Andy’s question. He could see him hesitate, and for a minute or two he felt like time was standing still until he saw the eyes suddenly flicker with understanding and acceptance. Jesse held his hand out, taking Andy’s hand into his and then pulling him back up to his feet. He kissed him hard on the lips then, his eyes staying open as he felt the lump shift and he knew it wouldn’t take Andy long to be ready again.

Jesse “Come on stud, we need to go where it will be a bit more comfortable for your next lesson, coming?”

Andy saw the glint in Jesse’s eyes and the bulge in his jeans and he smiled. This was better than any dream or fantasy he could ever have. He knew Jesse wasn’t serious about him being a stud, but it felt nice to hear anyways. He looked down at his ankles, his boxers and pants still entangled with his feet.

Jesse “you won’t need those for some time yet, I like to make sure my students know their lessons… coming?”

Andy looked down and then up into Jesse’s face. His eyes simply glowed and the smile on Jesse’s face was even wider now and he had taken a step or two towards the back of the trailer, still holding onto Andy’s hand. He kicked his shoes off quickly and stepped out of the pants and shorts, standing there totally nude except for his socks and he glanced down, seeing his cock was already hardening. He felt the thrill in his soul too as he stared back up and began to move forward, following Jesse towards the end of the trailer which had to be the bedroom. As he came forward he found Jesse stopped, and then as he kept his hand in Andy’s he pulled him close, letting the hand go and wrapping his arm around the back of Andy’s naked body. It felt so good to feel that arm around him and he looked up into Jesse’s face and suddenly felt the warm press of lips against his and once more they kissed, a tender short kiss and he wrapped his arm around Jesse’s shorter body and together they walked past the little kitchen area and down the narrow hall towards Kip’s bedroom.

Keith Tanner

The old pick up truck was hidden deep into the bush, fallen tree branches covering the sides, back, and front and it was far enough into the tree line that there was no way a passing vehicle could spot it, nor could anyone flying over it, even if they were looking for it which he doubted. He was pretty certain that he had the cops all fooled and that he was heading far away from where he really had been going. He felt the butt of his gun; the coldness bringing warmth to his heart as he quietly moved away from the truck, one step at a time, never rushing, as he knew that rushing would only ruin his plans.

He sat down on against a huge tree trunk, waiting for the last of the light to pass so he could continue. He was a good mile from the truck so even if it was found, he would have time to hear them. Strange how this was becoming so easy, so simple but then, he hadn’t expected any obstacles, after all he was an expert tracker, an expert survivalist and the only way he could get caught would be if he let his temper get him off track. So far he had found that thinking about the pleasure he was about to enjoy was enough to keep him quiet, to keep him to his plan. First would be that smart ass punk kid of his, then he would deal with her, taking his time too and making sure she knew how much he hated her before finally letting her slip off to becoming worm food. He’d show her who was boss, for one final time and as for the other kids, well that would depend, he might take the girls with him and see that they learned their place in the world but as for his youngest, well he doubted if he could make a man out of him so it would save time to just let him stay with his mother and older brother.

Keith Tanner was just 52 years old but at times he looked like he was 80 or so, the deep dark lines on his face made him look older than he was. His hair was thinning and the face showed the signs of many fist fights, most of which he had won but some he had lost. Prison hadn’t done much to change him really; he was easily accepted into the white supremacist group within prison just as he had been outside prison walls. It wasn’t really anything he was afraid of either but he did prefer the outdoors. He looked around at the growing darkness, feeling more at ease as night came to cover him from prying eyes. If he was lucky, he could wrap this whole business up in less than a week and then head off to go join up with other’s living in the wilds of Colorado and Wyoming.

The more he thought about his future plans the more he thought it would be a good idea to spare the girls. They would be hard to tag along and he would need help in making the trek from her to the various camps located in Wyoming and Colorado, but females weren’t all that plentiful in his circle, it would be advantageous to have a couple with him, specially kin. Hell, he might just get himself some real prestige if the girls were half as pretty as their mom had been at their age and he kind of thought they would be. They both had taken after her earlier on in the looks department and while they would need some training, he was certain that he could teach them their place in life, besides, it would be preferable to even them than their other option. Keith grinned as he thought more about it and as the night grew darker, his hand strayed towards his crotch, his mind filled with how he would recoup his losses from that bitch of a wife and faggot kid by keeping the girls with him. His hand pushed into his pants, his hard cock warming the cold of his hand as he closed his eyes, enjoying his wicked dreams.

Beth & Josie Tanner

Beth peered out of the window at the growing darkness and once more she saw the cruiser rolling slowly down the street, checking driveways and parked vehicles. Her stomach ached a little as she saw the cruiser speed up as soon as it was a few houses past and she knew that something wasn’t right. Her nerves were on edge as she heard Bobby in the kitchen and turned to see her sister looking at her with her head tilted to one side, a quizzical look on her face.

Josie “So?”

Beth “Yeah it was the Sheriff again, or at least one of his cars”

Josie “Think they suspect Kip is living here or something?”

Beth “No, I don’t think they’d come by this often if it was just that”

Josie “Maybe Bobby did something earlier?”

Beth “Maybe, he sure is scared though, he say anything?”

Josie “No, he’s just grabbing some peanut butter and stuff to make a sandwich, won’t say anything, just keeps asking if Kip is coming”

Beth “Yeah, you check on Mom?’

Josie “Yeah, she’s awake, tired but she says the pain isn’t that bad”

Beth “You tell her anything?”

Josie “No, she asked about school, but she’s pretty groggy, but bit better than yesterday.”

Beth “That’s good, guess it just takes time to get used to those new pills.”

Josie “Yeah, uh Beth, do you think we can find enough for a white skirt, don’t go getting mad, but I think I have a chance for the squad, but I’d need a white skirt”

Beth “I don’t know, Kip handles that stuff and… well, you know how hard it is for him, is there nothing we could use to make one?”

Josie “I don’t know, there is that linen tablecloth…”

Beth “I suppose it would work, need something to line it with though, you really think you got a chance?”

Josie “The coach thought so”

Beth “Guess we can figure something out”

Josie “I don’t want to ask Kip, but, it would be nice”

Beth “Yeah, old Lady McPherson said she’d pay me to come do her laundry once a week, maybe she has something I could get”

Josie “She did? When?”

Beth “Saw her at the pharmacy, I think it’d be okay, you don’t think Kip would be mad do you?”

Josie “Maybe, I don’t know, you know how he gets about that stuff, the pharmacy huh, isn’t that where that cute guy in your English class works? The one you like but won’t admit?”

Beth “Shut up Josie or I’ll tell Harry Nelson that you like his cute bum”

Josie “Don’t you dare”

Beth “Then lay off about Clark”

Josie “Clark huh? Was he there?”

The cruiser pulled around the corner and the patrolman radioed into headquarters, telling them nothing out of the ordinary again and proceeded on with his normal patrol. He still wasn’t too sure why the Sheriff was insisting on the extra drive by’s and all, the reports all had Keith Tanner heading to the west coast, far away from this neck of the woods but then Sheriff Miller had his reasons. For his money he didn’t think Keith Tanner would dare show his face up around these parts, and he sighed, hoping he was right as Keith Tanner was not someone he’d want to run into.