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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Dear PerpetuallyHard312,
    Welcome to JUB!

    If you enjoyed the ITIK series, check out Trevor's year by Tantiboh - another real life story. Then there's a twisted tale between HR and Tantiboh - started out as a behind the scenes who can get whom off first just between the two of them, and they were generous enough to share so we all could join in the fun.

    They may be a page or two down in the Gay Story forum, but they're well worth the read, as are many other stories here.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    I loved the new chapter. It is always good to see things from a different point of view. And what others are thinking. From the moment that Paul first smelled the cum in the room, i was turned on. Then the image of this guys that he saw walking from Anne's. what a great imagination.

    Quote Originally Posted by hardreader View Post

    If you don'tmind my asking, have you ever lost a friend because they learned about your writing? Since yours is every bit as personal as Jess', even if not usually so sexual, I thought it might be instructive.

    I would love to say that i didnt, but then i woule be laying. When i started writing i never really planned on posting it anywhere. it was stomething to keep my mind occupied from the surpressed emotions that i had. Then Zach told me one day to post it and see what kind of response i would get. So i did. One my friends likes to read stories on nifty. he read the story that i posted and. When he did he reconized it for what it was and who it was about. He decided to tell a few other people instead of talking to me about it.

    It came down to that they werent going to be friends with me abause the possibility of someone else figureing out who the story is about. They werent out to many people. to me ans Zach because of how open we are, but not to anyone else. I guess that they thought that their familes would find out about it and disown them.

    I understood where they were comeing from. So i respected what they decided to do. As much as i considered them great friends, almost family, i had to let them go. I couldnt force them to be a friend of mine. And i still consider them friends, and would welcome them back in in a heart beat.

    But i did make some very good friends. Mike, you (hr), sexy, and others who dont get one JUB.

    Not sure how instructive that was. if i can be clearer or makeing something more clear, let me know and i will try.
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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Thanks DonQuixote! I'll make it a point to read them.

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    sory it took me so long 2 rite. ive been travel but i ve been readin ur sty. its realy good. more sex pls. oc i no how it ends. cys i hope

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Hey what's the hold up man? Did you get bombarded with tests or something? I'm itching to see what happens next. I've re-read the story a bit more slowly this time and another chapter STILL hasn't been posted.....you must be busier than I thought. Oh well I hope everything's ok HR and Jess. I'm on pins and needles here! lol

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    I'm sorry this gap between episodes has been even longer than I expected. I guess it's a good thing I gave you a double dose last time to hold you over.

    I've been working hard with both Jess and Paul (and I do mean hard) this week and it looks like we're on the verge of posting the next episode at last. This is by far the most difficult book to put together of the three. But getting to enjoy the company of these guys again on a more regular basis makes it all worthwhile.

    Jess has my final draft now and should have it back to me for final editing today. So I guess I should dive into the mailbox.

    Bodhi1 -- "Hot! I was hoping Paul would get turned on by the smell of cum ... and he does with a vengeance! I want to see them together ... If you need help I can direct the scene ..." You do like a good dose of sex with your stories, don't you? That's my kind of fan. I like a good dose of sex with my writing, so we should do well together. As for the two guys getting together . . . what makes you think they'll ever "get together"? So, tell us, Bodhi, do you get turned on by the scent of a guy's cum?

    TimWhite07 -- "I loved the new chapter. It is always good to see things from a different point of view. And what others are thinking. From the moment that Paul first smelled the cum in the room, i was turned on. Then the image of this guys that he saw walking from Anne's. what a great imagination." OK, now I'm hard. You guys talking about smelling cum has got me worked up. So does everyone out there get as turned on as I do by that special aroma? And Tim, if you think Paul has a good imagination from what you've seen so far, you ain't seen nothing yet! I can almost assure you'll be smelling cum. You're own cum at least!

    DonQuixote -- "Hot damn! I had figured we'd never know the outcome because neither Anne nor Paul would say anything to Jess for us to know. Certainly, Anne wouldn't recount any hot details between she and Paul. This was Sooo much better. Thank you, Paul, for opening yourself up to us and sharing this vital missing link." Yeah, Paul has been a godsend in this project. He brings a lot to the table. Working with him is a real joy. It's like he was born to help with this project. And he is so fucking hot! Sorry, guys, I'm just a little horny this morning.

    PerpetuallyHard312 -- "I had time to read from the first chapter of the first book until this most recent chapter. I first encountered this story at Nifty and discovered this site in one chapter when HR recommended reading bjboy's story after using an excerpt from it. So I came here and created an account with a name that Billy could appreciate. lol I read everything in just under a day and my balls hurt something serious! lol This whole story is among the hottest I've ever read." I knew when I first read this that ITIK had a great new fan. One who was gonna cum till he couldn't cum again. It's been good getting to know you a little better, PH, and good to know how much you like to get off to our project. Thanks for sharing!

    skittles -- "Just finished reading that second part of you guys' double feature (yeah I know I'm late...) and can I just say HOLY SHIT! How fucking hot was that? I thought I was the only person who had that kind of an imagination, but I enjoyed reading about Paul's um... thoughts regarding Jess." What a horny bunch of fuckers you guys are. And, skittles, I can't believe you were so late. You usually are among the first to cum.

    By the way, Jess and Paul loved all your comments. They are a real turn-on and we of course got real turned on. I guess that's part of why we're a little late with this next episode. Only wish more guys like PerpetuallyHard would join in and leave us a comment. But thanks to those of you who have.

    We'll be back soon. Until then, stay happy. And stay hard! I know I will.
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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Jess’ Story
    I Thought I Knew -- Book Three
    Chapter 7

    From Jess’ viewpoint

    I worried all evening about my decision to show Anne that chapter of “I Though I Knew.” I almost called her a couple of times to tell her not to bother to read it. Just throw it away. But I never did call. I just worried. And wondered what she would think of it. What she would think of me.

    Later, as I was trying to go to sleep, I was sure all my worrying was going to make me have that damn dream. And I really didn’t want to have that dream again. I thought my plan with Anne was backfiring on me. What had I been thinking?

    The next morning she still hadn’t called. My phone rang twice while I was at Subway eating lunch. One was from my mother; the other was an automated reminder I had a book overdue at the library.

    3 o’clock.

    4 o’clock.

    No call. Should I call her? Tell her not to bother?

    Finally at 4:17 . . . I was that obsessed with it that I remember to the minute when Anne called.

    “Is that you Jess? Where are you? It doesn’t sound like you,” she started off. I thought I could hear anger in her voice.

    “Oh, I was just going to call you to tell you that you can just throw that stuff I gave you away. It’s not all that important,” I said.

    “Well, mister, it’s a little late for that don’t you think? Now I’ve read it. I can’t believe you asked me to read that. I can’t believe you would ask anyone to read that,” she said.

    My stomach cramped. It felt like she’d knocked the wind out of me. I could hardly speak. “So I guess that answers my question,” I managed to choke out as apologetically as I could.

    “Well, you asked for my opinion, so I guess I should tell you. No person I know would ever want to read such a thing. It’s sick and perverted. And if you really wrote that and if that’s really about you, I don’t think we can be friends anymore. It is completely . . .”

    “We can’t be friends?” I broke in. “You really mean that? Just because when I was in high school I wondered if maybe I was gay or bi or whatever?”

    “It think you need help. Like professional help. If you are really thinking about showing something like that to people that you know and care about, you really need help.”

    “Well, I guess, thanks for your time and stuff. I didn’t mean to upset you. You can just throw it away. Oh, and please don’t share it with anyone else. I’m not sure what I want to do. That’s why I asked you and I guess you gave me my answer. I hope, you know, that we can still be friends. I’m not a sicko or whatever. I’m the same guy I’ve always been. You know me. So maybe . . .”

    She cut me off saying, “I thought I knew you but now I’m not so sure. Not so sure at all. I’ve got to go.” Click. She was gone.

    I was so upset. I sat on my bed. I would never tell anyone. And I would have to hope that no one ever figured it out that I was Jess in this damned story. I wished to hell I had never told Anne. Until the day before . . . Shit! Anne was really the only way my secret could leak out. Why hadn’t I thought this all through before?

    After about half an hour of feeling like shit about this whole thing, I started to get angry with H.R. He’d talked me into this. And once he had, he’d turned my life into porn just so he could get guys to blow their goddamn loads. That was all he thought about. Cum. Cum. Cum. And fucking more cum! I was so angry and upset with him. With myself. With Anne for being so mean. Such a fucking bitch!

    I wanted to call Billy and Justin. I just needed to talk to someone. Those guys would understand what I was going through. We’d been through all of this together. But instead of calling, I sat on the edge of my bed and felt sorry for myself. I even cried a little.

    Before I could get it together and call them, my phone rang. I don’t know why, but I felt certain is was going to be Anne. When I looked, it just said “Illinois Caller.” I figured it couldn’t be important. For some reason, I answered it anyway. Maybe just to distract myself from my troubles.

    I said hello and waited a moment. There was silence. Then a guy’s voice asked, “Is this Jess? Anne’s friend Jess?”

    Shit, I thought. My crap is already out and I’m gonna get calls from her Bible fucking friends giving me shit.

    “Who is this?” I demanded without ever identifying myself. “And what do you want?”

    “It’s me. Paul. Paul from lunch yesterday. Is this Jess?” he asked.

    “Yeah,” I said, still very suspicious. “Did Anne give you this number?”

    “No, she didn’t. Is this a bad number to call? I got it from a friend of yours. Anne doesn’t even know I’m calling you.”

    “Oh, no, it’s my regular number. I just thought maybe you were . . . It doesn’t really matter. Hey, if this isn’t really important, this isn’t such a good time. Can I call you back?”

    “Oh, it’s not important. I only thought maybe we could get together for lunch sometime this week. I’ll just call you back. When would be good?”

    Those words changed everything. I still felt like my guts had been run over, but I didn’t want to hang up on Paul. As I tried to figure out what to say next, I could picture him looking embarrassed at lunch the day before. Bare-chested in that picture Anne had of him. The picture I jerked off staring at. I could see him looking back at me as he opened the door to Anne’s dorm. I felt certain now he was looking back at me. And that meant I was looking back at him. Hmmm?

    The way I was starting to feel about Paul felt a lot like the early days with Billy and even more like with Tolley. It was just a feeling. A vibe I got whenever I saw him. Or, I guess, talked to him. Because right then, he was making me feel better. Warm and good inside. And I so needed that.

    “That sounds good. Any reason in particular?” I asked after a pause that was a little too long. I wanted to keep this conversation going. It seemed important just then.

    “I don’t know many people on campus yet and to be honest I’m just trying to make some friends. From what I’ve learned from Anne and the little bit I saw of you yesterday, I thought you’d be a good guy to start with,” he said.

    His words sounded so sincere and friendly and very small town. It wasn’t the kinda thing guys I had known . . . guys from Chicago . . . would ever do or say . . . unless they were hitting on a guy. And I was pretty sure that Paul . . . Anne’s Paul . . . wasn’t gonna be hitting on me. Even though I wished he would. And I could sure use a friend. One closer than Justin or Billy. I was just feeling so alone right then.

    Plus Paul was sure easy on the eyes and seemed easy enough to talk to. And I was curious how his date with Anne had gone. Had that bitch learned anything at all from me? She would never tell me now, but maybe I could ease it out of him without ever having to explain my part in it all. The thought of that sent a surge of blood rushing to my cock.

    I instinctively opened my shorts with my free hand and started stroking my quickly hardening cock. It felt warm and fleshy in my hand. The skin was smooth and silky. I was still soft enough that the flesh moved with my hand. It was so comforting to hold myself this way. Stroke myself as I thought about Paul. His bare chest. That look back over his shoulder. That blush at lunch.

    I was getting so hard. So fast.

    “Well, I don’t usually have time for lunch on Mondays or Wednesdays,” I said, hoping he couldn’t pick up on the fact that I was jerking my cock while talking to him. “But I could do most any other day,” I said. “Or maybe even dinner.” Damn, that sounded so needy.

    We settled on Tuesday. Picked a vegan place near campus that had great sandwiches and that was that.

    After he hung up I stripped naked and lay back on my bed. I lubed my cock generously and started stroking. My cock was so hard. I could feel the ache from it like with it being so hard. So damn hard. I took my hand away so I could look at it. Arched over my abs. Pointing straight toward my face. My cocklips kind of puffy. A little pre-jizz moistening them. The rest of my cockhead so hard it glistened with the lube.

    I loved to make my cock twitch and sway. I ran my index finger slowly from my nuts to my cockhead. Just barely touching the underside of my cock. My raging hard-on. Making it rise up as if it was trying to be stoked harder. Stretching to press against my fingertip’s caress. I teased myself mercilessly. It felt so good.

    Then I thought my little game was going too far. My nuts felt that first sense of churning. The need for release. I knew that if I kept going this would all end too soon in intense pleasure. So I stopped.

    I watched my cock twitch. I could feel blood surging into it. Stretching it even more. It was straining to get off on its own. But it couldn’t.

    I watched as it jerked and slowly softened. Twitched and softened. Slowly sagging from its proud hard stance above my abs.

    At last the tip of my cock touched my abs. That sensation made it jump back up. But it wasn’t enough to keep me hard. Soon my cock, still long, but not so hard, was lying stretched across my abs to my belly button.

    I stared at it as it glistened with the lube. As another drip of pre-jizz oozed from my cocklips. Pooling in my navel. And as I watched myself going soft, I started to think of Paul again. Wondering how big his cock was. Was he cut? Did he leak a lot? Did he cum hard? Or dribble? How did he taste? How did he smell?

    Soon I was running my fingers across my smooth, freshly shaved nuts. I loved the way they felt just after I’d shaved them. I was getting turned on again and my hand moved from my nuts to my hole. My index finger toyed with my pucker until it worked its way in to the first knuckle.

    My other hand started stroking my cock again. Hard. Proud. Aching. Throbbing in my hand. Not jerking fast, but slow and steady. Imagining my hand was Paul’s hand. My cock was his cock. His cock was my cock.

    I eased my finger deeper in my hole. Stretching myself. Prodding myself. Imagining it was Paul playing with my asshole. Finger-fucking my hole.

    Then two fingers and my mind started to catch fire. I couldn’t help it. Paul’s cock was like buried in my hole. Plunging in and out. Working me. Stretching me. Filling me.

    I felt that urge. That need rising again. I wanted to stop, but in my head I saw Paul look back at me. He smiled. I smiled back. And then . . .

    I was cumming. I somehow wasn’t ready. So into Paul’s face. His smile. His cock buried deep in my ass. I was taken by surprise the first blast hit my cheek. The second streaked my chest. The warm juice from my cock splashing across me. I imagined Paul cumming with me. On me.

    I was still pumping cum from my throbbing cock. Still stroking as I dribbled now. No more long shots of fresh cum. But plenty of juice spilling onto my stomach.

    I took my hand from my cock and started to spread the warm slimy jizz across my body. Then I licked my hand. Tasting my jizz. It tasted so good. It felt so good to smear my cum around. So much cum. So thick and still warm! And I loved my taste!

    Then feelings of regret and loneliness started to creep inside my head. I didn’t want another Tolley. I didn’t want another Billy. And if I kept thinking the way I was thinking then, that’s what I would end up with. Nothing! Nothing but a limp cock and my cooling cum.

    If there really was a chance with Paul, and I didn’t really think there was, I had to change. But how? I started thinking and found . . . found it wasn’t easy. Sex was easy. Changing, that was hard.

    To Be Continued . . .

    I hope everyone enjoyed this latest chapter. Oh, and please don't forget to leave us a comment. Maybe some of you are even ready to give this story a rating.

    I'll be back in a week or so with another episode. It will be from Paul and I don't think you'll want to miss the twist things are about to take. Until then, stay happy. And stay hard!
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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Jess,
    Isn't it amazing, the places our minds can take us? From the bottoms of deep, dark chasms to the top of Mt. Everest, and back, in the blink of an eye.

    No, you're not a pervert, or psychopath. You're a normal guy with a lot of "teen"/early 20's angst around your sexuality. I'm sorry Anne didn't understand that when she read the chapter you gave her. A little too tightly wound, I'm afraid.

    Now, Paul, on the other hand. Well, we have the advantage of already knowing what's going on in his head about you, since he shared it so freely last time.

    Then, there's nothing better than a little stress relief, is there? The simple pleasures and fantasies that help us make it through the day.

    You, however, seem to stand to do well by this new acquaintance, much to Anne's dismay, I suspect.

    Thanks, again, for sharing these most intimate parts of your life with us.

    HR, well and hornily written, as usual, my leachereous friend.
    Or is that fiend?! lol

    I'm looking forward to the next installment, to see how Paul broaches the topic that's on HIS mind!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Very cleverly written, creating such realism takes a lot of effort and thought!





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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Whew! That one was a doosie! As promised I'm writing another comment and once again you've completed your mission to get me off H.R. Very nicely done!

    Jess: While I can't fully understand what you're going through because I don't have a story about me posted on the internet, I can sympathize with what you are feeling. I don't think that you have to worry about Anne spilling your secret, she's too freaked. I agree with DonQuixote you are not a pyschopath. Though you may be perverted, it's normal for us guys. Especially when we're still young. There's nothing wrong with being horny. Just look at my screen name. I just came for the 5th time today reading this latest chapter and I'm hard again about to launch off another one! I hope all is going well with you! Reliving troubling and confusing times is never easy, but this must have a happy ending or why share it with us to, as you put it," blow our goddamn loads" lol

    Can't wait to hear more of Paul's side! H.R. I'm counting on you!

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Jess i have to agree with Don, and Hard. You are in no way a sick-o or anything of the sort. You are going through something most people dont ever have to worry about. You are out here on the internet and you just wanted to tell someone about it, and it backfired. There is nothing wrong with that.

    Anne im sure will come round. it was a shock to her. Learning about someone like that is a shock to almost everyone.

    Thank you Jess, Paul, and HR. for keeping us hard and for helping us get rid of some of the built up pressure. Jess and paul for the words and story. HR for wording. You bring it to life. When reading about these guys i get an image in my head of what they look like. and what they are doing.
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    I am at HRs today and he said I had better leave a msg here since he is always asking everyone else to do it. I'm not really sure what to say. I always surprised by how much you worry about me. Thanks for that I guess. I had real problems thinking there was something really screwed up about me as you can probably tell. I know in my head that Im ok but that doesnt mean i always feel ok about everything I have done. I think skitles maybe got it almost right when he said I was close to being normal.

    Perpetually hard, Hr has told me a little about you and I guess you and he chat sometime. i like your comments because they are so honerst. and HR says you cume like 7 or more times every day. Yyour perfect for him.

    tim, i do read some of your stories when I can. they are written really well But they are so sad for me. its really nice hasving someone else reading my story who has done sort of the same kind of thing.

    thats about it. Thank you all for taking time to read my story. I hope you like it even though it isnt all so fun to remember.

    HR, your the best and like very sexy too. we both real get off working with you. We love you.

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    Thanks Jess! I'm not perfect but I always try to be honest in whatever I do. Yeah what HR says is true. We've chatted a couple times and he helped me get off....such a dirty talker he is...I LOVE IT! lol He told me I should msg you but I've been too nervous. As I told him it's like talking to a celebrity and there are too many butterflies eating away at my stomach to talk to a celebrity...soon though I'll get the nerve to PM you. I'm really glad you are sharing your story with us. Ever since the first book I've been worried about you because you've always seemed the odd man out to me. I don't think that we've seen enough of you in the first book personally and I'm glad that this one focuses soley on you. Your book may not be filled with the passion filled sex like Justin and Billy's but I feel like I'm getting to know your inner workings better than Justin and Billy's because of that. Does that make sense? That doesn't mean that I think any less of them or their story! I got off to every single chapter of ITIK up until this most recent one. You all are a very special group of people( you too Paul) and I cannot express my gratitude for you all sharing your story with us. I simply cant thank you enough!

    Oh and Happy Halloween everyone! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    It looks like Paul and I are in the homestretch of getting this latest episode together. We worked on it a lot last weekend when Paul came to my place. We probably would have gotten a lot more done if Jess hadn't come too. The four of us, including my boyfriend, got a little distracted. Once they had left, I found I didn't really have everything I needed and so I've been playing catch-up.

    Paul has my final draft. I should get it posted later today or at worst tomorrow morning. I'll go ahead and answer the mail now.

    DonQuixote
    -- "Isn't it amazing, the places our minds can take us? From the bottoms of deep, dark chasms to the top of Mt. Everest, and back, in the blink of an eye. No, you're not a pervert, or psychopath. You're a normal guy with a lot of "teen"/early 20's angst around your sexuality. I'm sorry Anne didn't understand that when she read the chapter you gave her. A little too tightly wound, I'm afraid." First of all, Jess says he's sorry he didn't acknowledge your thoughtful message when he left his comments. He said he didn't mean it to be his own version of the mailbag. In truth, he was just trying to get me off his back. But back to your comment, you're exactly right about how quickly we can go from despair to elation. The mind is almost as amazing as the penis. It's amazing where both of them can take us!

    NothingtoSay -- "I really enjoy these type of chapters. Giving us a glimpse of what is going on inside Jess' head so we can understand him and what he's going through. I know I don't usually say much and may not post a comment after every chapter but know that I do enjoy reading this story. Thanks Jess and Paul for sharing your life with us and thanks HR for putting it all together." Since I started working with three very different guys to tell this story, I thought the first-person perspective was critical to explain how different each of them was. I could either write the stories as though I was omniscient -- which anyone who knows me can testify I am not -- or I could let each of them speak for themselves. That seemed like the easy answer when I started. I'm glad you are enjoying it.

    Autolycus -- "Very cleverly written, creating such realism takes a lot of effort and thought!" First you give me a helping hand fixing an error when I first posted this chapter and then you followed up with these kind words. You're a savior time and again. Thanks.

    PerpetuallyHard312 -- "Jess: While I can't fully understand what you're going through because I don't have a story about me posted on the internet, I can sympathize with what you are feeling. I don't think that you have to worry about Anne spilling your secret, she's too freaked. I agree with DonQuixote you are not a pyschopath. Though you may be perverted, it's normal for us guys. Especially when we're still young. There's nothing wrong with being horny. Just look at my screen name. I just came for the 5th time today reading this latest chapter and I'm hard again about to launch off another one! I hope all is going well with you! Reliving troubling and confusing times is never easy, but this must have a happy ending or why share it with us to, as you put it," blow our goddamn loads" lol" I already told you that Jess and I talked a little about you. I hope you don't mind. But I love your comment: "Though you may be perverted, it's normal for us guys. Especially when we're still young. There's nothing wrong with being horny. Just look at my screen name. I just came for the 5th time today" That captures you so perfectly! Keep on reading and cumming and commenting and cumming and cumming and . . .

    TimWhite07 -- "Jess i have to agree with Don, and Hard. You are in no way a sick-o or anything of the sort. You are going through something most people dont ever have to worry about. You are out here on the internet and you just wanted to tell someone about it, and it backfired. There is nothing wrong with that. Anne im sure will come round. it was a shock to her. Learning about someone like that is a shock to almost everyone." Tim, you seem to sum up the general consensus that Jess is far more normal than he may have thought at the time. You're right of course that most people don't go through the same dilemmas that so often confront gays. Hopefully that is changing.

    skittlles -- "That was really fucked up that Anne didn't wanna be friends with you any more Jess, but I think you're better off having Paul as a friend. Right? It's really cool having your thoughts filtered through HR's nasty mind (I love you for your mind after all, HR) because he is REALLY good at what he does!" Did you ever stop to think that my "nasty mind" may be that way because of all the years I have spent so closely with Jess and Billy and Justin and Tom and now Paul. At least you seem to appreciate the results of my writing effort. I base that on the number of times you have cum reading my work! I love your mind, too, Mr. Skits.

    Well, that's the mailbag for this week. By tomorrow at the latest you'll have Part 1 of Paul's chapter in your hands. I think Part 2 may follow more quickly than usual. Let's hope.

    Until then, stay happy. And stay hard! Like I really need to say that each time to this crowd.
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    Jess’ Story
    I Thought I Knew -- Book Three
    Chapter 8, Part I

    From Paul’s viewpoint

    I guess I should say right up front that I had a crush on Jess almost from the moment I even knew he existed. From the very first descriptions of him. I don’t know why exactly. It sounds so juvenile to say that out loud, but I’ve always known I had a crush on this guy. I couldn’t deny it. Even before I met him.

    When I did finally come face to face with him and discovered that he was everything I had imagined and more, it was so confusing that he was involved in some way with Anne. I really didn’t have a clue what that was all about. How did it happen that he left his cum sprayed across the bed in her room? She didn’t even seem to know it was there.

    But I have digressed. I probably should just tell you what happened from my perspective.

    I picked Anne up for our date as planned. As much as I wanted to ask her about what I had smelled and seen in her dorm room earlier that day, I couldn’t. I mean, it was Anne and you can’t ask Anne something like that. You just can’t. I was starting to wonder if she even knew what cum was. Much less that some guy had sprayed a healthy load across one of her beds.

    So we went out, had a good enough time and eventually ended up back outside her dorm. I was holding her and kissing her, trying to turn this evening into something it hadn’t been. But my mind kept wandering away, looking for the kid I had seen earlier leaving her dorm. Thinking about the trail of jizz he’d left behind. Believe me, I was getting really aroused thinking about it, even as I was kissing Anne. My cock was pressing into her hip. She had to feel it. I had a gentle motion working and was getting some good friction. I was getting so hot. Kissing Anne. Thinking about the kid.

    I’d gotten off earlier that afternoon fantasizing about how the kid might have jerked off while Anne was in the shower. Shot a really nice load all over the window screen. But as I kissed Anne outside her dorm, my fantasy of what had happened had changed. In my mind she had fished that kid’s hard cock out of his pants and was stroking him off as he lay back. He was giving himself over completely to whatever she wanted to do with him. To him and his throbbing cock.

    I had begun to imagine myself in his place when . . . Ooops! Anne’s hand grazed across my hard penis. I mean, it was in my pants and all, but just the same she’d touched it and I didn’t think it was by accident. Like my fantasy sort of coming true. This had happened once before. Not the fantasy coming true, but Anne’s hand touching my hard-on. Once might be an accident, but twice?

    My mind was racing with possibilities. Had I completely misjudged Anne? Was she a more sexually ambitious girl than I had thought? As I pondered that and let my mind fly off in wild sexual fantasies, her hand touched by hard penis again. She didn’t take it away.

    Instead she wrapped her fingers around my hard-on as though she were testing its size through the fabric of my pants. My heart stopped. My breath stopped. Anne began to stroke my throbbing penis through the fabric of my pants. Once. Twice. . . . Oh my god! . . . Three times she stroked me. Then she paused.

    I let out an audible sigh of pleasure and leaned into her slightly, hoping to encourage more of the same. With the images of that kid whirling through my head again, his cum, his look back at me, it wasn’t going to take me too long to get off.

    “Did you like that,” she said in her sweet, innocent little girl voice.

    “Oh yeah,” I said and moved to kiss her.

    “I’m so glad I could bring you some special pleasure tonight,” Anne said as she turned and pushed open her dorm door. “Goodnight,” she said over her shoulder, leaving me hard and horny and incredibly pissed and confused. Was this some kind of joke? Or tease? Was she really that clueless?

    No, Anne couldn’t be clueless. She sure wasn’t too clueless to get that kid off in her dorm room in the middle of the day. But still she left me with an aching hard-on out on her dorm stoop. Had I missed something?

    Then at lunch the next day . . .

    Just a little porn humor. I know that you want to know what I did with the hard-on Anne left me with. I’ve read enough of these stories to know it’s my turn to tell.

    OK, so I went back to my place, working on my hard cock all the way home. I started with my hands deep in the generous pockets of my pants. That’s one reason I loved to wear those pants. They were made for playing pocket pool. I was working my meat. Making sure it stayed good and hard. I liked the way that felt. My sensitive, over-sexed, crazy cock in my hands. Only the thin pocket fabric separated flesh from flesh. And the fabric was so soft it was almost like lube on my penis.

    There was virtually no one out on the streets, so there was no one to see what I was doing. As horny as I was and with thoughts of this kid messing with my mind, I unzipped my pants and worked my cock free. It would have been perfectly obvious to anyone who had seen me that I was jerking myself, but, as I said, there really wasn’t anyone around.

    When I got up to my little space, I stripped off all my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pretty good. All my work was paying off. I thought I looked especially good with my hard cock arching out in front of me. It was nicely proportioned and made my newly tightened abs look that much better as a backdrop for it.

    I smacked it with my open hand a couple of times to get it maximum hard. I really like feeling aching hard.

    When my penis was pumped to the max, I stroked it with my right hand, feeling my fingers curl around it. Drumming on the underside with my fingertips. I let my left hand play across my chest, feeling my hair stubble just starting to grow out. Not too much but enough to feel sexy. At least to me.

    I squeezed my right nipple. Twisted it. I could feel the connection. That squeeze had sent a jolt from my nipple to my cock. From my left hand to my right. I could toy with my nipple, turn it like a dial, and feel the blood surge into my cock. I loved doing that.

    The human body is an amazing thing. The way the parts all connect and interact. The feelings you can create. I worked my cock with both hands. One on my penis and one on my nipple.

    I was so turned on. I grabbed my big bottle of lube and lay on my bed. I could feel the heat in the room. The heat and humidity of summer. But mixed with that of course I could feel my own heat. Sexual heat.

    Without warning Anne popped back in my mind. I wasn’t really pissed at Anne or anything. I wasn’t’ really into her. I just found what had happened today too confusing. And thoughts of Anne were forcing their way forward in my brain.

    I tried to work on my cock. Wrapping my right hand around my cockhead and twisting my sweaty palm back and forth across the most sensitive part of my body. I tried to focus on the kid I had seen. The scent of his cum. The fantasy I had earlier when I shot a good load of jizz at my window just thinking of him in Anne’s dorm room.

    It wasn’t working. I was hard. It felt good. But it was too confusing. Not satisfying. I wanted something more.

    So I got up and turned on my computer, signed in to one of my favorite porn sites and started to read one of my favorite fantasy stories about Justin and Chris, Two high school athletes who shared a lot more than their interest in sports. Just the kind of story that is virtually sure to get me off. Part 12. That part always worked for me. I was reading along. Jerking. Edging. I knew my favorite part was coming. But I was already so close.

    . . . his hands traveled south and undid my belt, which he threw to the ground. My pants were next, first the button then the zipper and they too fell atop the pile of clothes already gathered on the floor. Lucky for him I decided to free ball so his work was done. My cock too, stood erect. I mean how could it not. His hands gently massaged my cock taking care to cover every spot, while at the same time he kissed his way down my stomach. I felt his breath hit my cock and I felt a shiver come across my entire body, already I was in ecstasy. And before I could say anything his lips wrapped around me and he sucked the whole of it into his mouth.
    My cock had been hard for almost two hours by then. The anticipation of reading one of my favorite chapters of “Shower With My Brother’s Friend” had my nuts worked up in anticipation. This happened to me far too often. As Justin felt a shiver come across his entire body, I felt my own shiver start. And when Chris “wrapped his lips around me and he sucked the whole of it into his mouth . . .”

    I could feel his lips on my penis. The pressure building deep within my nuts. An ache throbbing somewhere in the center of me. I could feel my hand sliding in the lube. Caressing my hard, throbbing cock. Urging on the surging cum. I was going to . . . Oh yeah . . . I started to cum.

    I wanted to see my cum shooting from my penis. Shooting out of my pouting cocklips and flying free. I wasn’t disappointed. I splattered my chest and got some on my pillow just over my shoulder. As always, there was an errant string of cum that went to the left and landed near my nipple.

    My neck craned to give me the best view possible. It felt so sexy seeing my rock hard penis jerking and twitching with the excitement of my orgasm. My thick cum spurting out in a half dozen volleys. Splattering against my flesh. My hard abs glistening with sweat. It felt so good to finally release that built up tension. To feel the pleasure surge through my cock. So strong a feeling.

    I let my head fall back on my pillow. I caught my breath and then surveyed the mess I’d made with my fingertips. Slipping and sliding across my body. Almost tickling myself, but mostly just keeping that erotic sensation stirring within me.

    I guess I fell asleep enjoying the moment. Forgetting what had brought it all on.

    I was thinking about that kid when I awoke. If I’d been having a dream about him, I couldn’t remember it. But he was foremost in my mind. And he stayed there most of the morning.

    At lunch that day . . . So was that good enough? Can I go on with the story now? I hope you guys liked my big sex scene. Anyway . . .

    At lunch that day I was sitting in my favorite lunch spot just finishing eating when Anne came in. I had all kinds of questions I wanted to ask her, but I knew I never would. At least I would get to see how she reacted toward me after walking away from me last night. Leaving me . . . Well, I’ve already told you that part.

    She came up and greeted me all smiles and niceness. Acted like nothing had happened. Said she had a good time. Hoped we could do it again soon. Then she said she was meeting Jess for lunch. She talked like she’d mentioned a guy named Jess to me before. Like I should know who he was. But I didn’t really.

    The next thing I knew, there he was. It was the kid from outside her dorm. The one with the cum I could smell in her room. The one I’ve been jerking off to. And he was standing there looking down at me. Did he recognize me from the day before? I was completely flustered. The most obvious explanation never occurred to me for some reason until Anne said, “Hi, Jess, this is my friend Paul.”

    Of course, he was she was there. She was meeting him for lunch. He hadn’t come over to see me. But did he recognize me? I wondered.

    He sat down and we chatted for a minute or two. I don’t remember a word any of us said. I just remember him saying something and then he smiled at me. I know I blushed. I couldn’t help it. I felt like he must know I’d been jerking off thinking about him. Then I had to go. I really wanted to stay, but it was obvious they had something they needed to talk about. I wondered if it had to do with yesterday afternoon. I didn’t have a clue.

    So I left and wandered around campus for an hour or two. I was feeling really lonely and sort of like an outsider. It sounds stupid but I really just wanted to stay and get to know this guy. Maybe figure out what his deal was with Anne. Obviously it was more than I had going on.

    I probably jerked off twice at my place that afternoon and evening. I had some reading and a paper to do, but mostly I sat around reading porn and thinking about that kid. His name was Jess. He looked as good close up as he had when I saw him crossing the street. Better actually. I loved his smile. It showed a side of him that was almost like wicked or something. Like maybe ha had a dark side.

    When I was reading porn and jerking off to stories, I was putting his face and what I imagined of his body into my fantasies. That’s what was happening when Anne called.

    She said she wanted to talk to me about something. If I wasn’t too busy . . . I looked down at my aching boner. Slick with lube. Red from hours of being worked over. Throbbing to get off one more time to fantasies of Jess.

    “Give me 30 minutes or so,” I said, already stroking my hard penis at a finishing pace. I knew the time for edging had passed.

    When she opened the door to her dorm room, I’ve got to admit I tried to see if I could smell him. Smell his cum, I mean. But I couldn’t smell anything. At least no cum smell.

    We quickly got through the “Hi, how are you” part of the conversation. I could tell immediately that Anne was mad or pissed or something.

    “So what’s that matter? You seem upset,” I said.

    “It’s Jess,” she started, “he . . .”

    “What did he do to you?”

    She started to cry. I put my arm around her and we sat on the edge of her bed. I comforted her until she pulled herself together and then she explained.

    Jess had asked her to read something he’d written. A story he wrote about himself when he was in high school and apparently trying to figure out if he was gay or bi or whatever. Those aren’t the words Anne used, of course, but that was the gist of it.

    He said the story had gotten onto the Internet and a lot of people had read it, but apparently no one knew it was by him or about him. He’d kept it a secret ever since. Never telling anyone about what he had written or done. For some reason that she didn’t explain, he thought he finally might want to show it to his friends instead of keeping it a secret.

    I didn’t know why, but he’d asked Anne . . . Anne of all people . . . go figure . . . to read what he had written so she could give him her opinion.

    I guess she had tried to read it and couldn’t get even halfway through it. It upset her too much. That’s when she’d called me.

    She handed me a manila folder with a few sheets of paper in it. I started to open it to take a look at it. I was curious to say the least. So good ol’ Jess had at least toyed with the idea of doing something with other boys. I really wanted to know whether he’d enjoyed it or not. Was it possible we were playing for the same team?

    But as I started to opened the folder, Anne let out a sharp, “No!” Her hand pressed on the back of mine, closing the folder and almost knocking it from my hand.

    “Could you take it home and read it? I don’t think I could stand to sit here while you read what’s in there,” she said.

    I immediately started to get nervous about why Anne had thought I was the person to read it. Why not throw it away? Or just give it back to him and say she couldn’t finish it? And then I almost panicked as I began to wonder if she had some idea that I was gay, or bi or curious? She’d never shown any indication that she doubted me, but . . .

    “It doesn’t sound like anything I’d planned to read today,” I said, gathering my thoughts and my composure as best I could. “So what am I supposed to do once I’ve read it?”

    “Just call me and tell me what you thought.” She couldn’t even look me in the eyes as she talked. “I’m not going to tell Jess I had you read it, but I just can’t do it myself. So I need you to tell me what I should tell him. OK? You can call me a little later and let me know. OK?” Anne looked sad and hurt and like she might start crying again.

    I really didn’t want to spend any more time comforting her and I really wanted to see what Jess had written that was so . . . whatever . . . that Anne couldn’t even read it.

    I rushed back to my place and sat in front of my computer, pushing my keyboard aside and opening the folder. Four typed pages. Unnumbered. No title. Nothing but four printed pages.

    The second I started to read, I couldn’t believe it.

    I thought I knew what real friends were, how friendship worked. I thought I knew what friends were for and what friends did and didn’t do. I thought I knew a lot of things.
    I’d read it before. More than once. A lot more than once. The first four words said it all.

    This didn’t make any sense.

    To Be Continued . . .

    I hope to be back pretty soon with the continuation of this chapter. But don't feel you have to wait for Part 2 to comment. I sure hope you're enjoying it. Anyway, until next time, stay happy. And stay hard!
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    HR....you sly dog...I was already worked up enough as it was when I started reading this and despite having cum 8 times today already....I just shot off number 9!!! Shower with my brother's friend is another one of my favs...I can't believe that it's one of Paul's fav stories too! That made me cum all the harder. My balls are sooo drained and sore now....thanks a lot HR lol. Can't wait for part 2.....and Paul I see that you and HR have been conspiring to have me break my record of cumming more than 12 times in one day...you were close...maybe part 2 will prove sucessful? So what do you guys say? Do you accept my challenge to make me break my record?

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    Wow... That was a good chapter. So Paul, like so many of us, has read ITIK. more then once infact. Im not sure what i would be able to do in that situation. Knowing my self i would call anne and tell her that he was trying ti figure himself out. Then i would try and find jess.

    I have only ever met one person that has read my story. It was pretty werid to say the least. All he knew of me was from back in highschool. All we talked about was the story. we talked alittle bit about what my life is like now, but nothing really.

    So i cant say for sure what i would do. I might do the same thing, just talk about the story because that is what i know about the person. but then again, i might try and find out what he is like now.

    Anyway, Great chapter guys. loved it. I am on the edge of my seat, waiting for part two.
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    Paul- Dont worry so much. Your doing great. Thanks for sending me your two latest chapters. nothing you said it either one bothered me at all. its all ok. I'm so glad it you doing this now instead of me. Working with the man is nt as easy at it seems is it? You guys have a great time and make sure HR shows you a good time. Cash in while you can. Send me a txt. your number must be changed again.

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    First off, I apologize for not posting earlier. I was treated to your lastest installment in my e-mail in-box yesterday so, I snuck a peak while I was at work.
    Unfortunately, by the time I got home to be able to log in and post a comment, my ass was dragging - still recuperating from the flu - drip drip drip takes it out of you (Post Nasal, HR, you cum dog!)

    Paul,
    You are definitely making HR's writing career easy. I can tell you're getting into this whole
    "They're gonna put me in the pictures,
    They're gonna make a Big Star out of me,
    They're gonna put me in the movies,
    And all I gotta do is, act naturally"
    thing. lol (With apologies to the Beatles, but now that I think of WHO sang the song . . . Paul!)

    Seriously, thank you for becoming active in this story. Having your thoughts and feelings adds so much texture and colour to the story. I can tell that you and Jess have become very important to each other, and we're really only at the beginnings of the tale.

    You even managed to get Billy to post - and in English instead of txtspk!

    I am enjoying your refreshing, self-confident style. You might have been bouncing all over the place in the fantasy land of your mind about who is this guy Jess, and what might "we" become, but your story telling exudes a guy who isn't afraid of what or who he is, what he wants to explore/experience, or where he's headed. I suspect you and Jess have been VERY good for each other, on many different levels.

    Jess, I think the consensus is in, and it's that Paul is a keeper.

    HR, I can see the struggles you must have had, working with this character. How you managed to get anything put to PC while you were so busy "taking care of business" in other geographic regions of your body. lol I think I would have enjoyed being the proverbial "fly on the wall" at your place this past weekend.

    A cumtastic extravaganza it must have been. Maybe the four of you can collaborate on a special chapter towards the end of the book . . . or would that be six or 8?! lol


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Hi, guys! I said I wouldn't make you wait so long for this next episode. And I won't. It should be posted by the end of the day. Paul and I got a lot of work done this weekend and I think it turned out well. It isn't long, but I think you'll like it.

    It has been interesting reading the mail to notice how many of you describe this book as the most introspective look inside the guy's heads. At least into Jess' and Paul's heads. Maybe your just saying that because all they have done so far is jerk off thinking about each other. Of course, for all you know that may be all they ever do.

    I think your assessment is probably correct. It is in the nature of Jess, and to only a slightly lesser degree with Paul, to be introspective. Billy, of course, is the most impulsive. And Justin is the most . . . well let's just say that Justin likes to be in control. It's probably the top in him.

    But enough about that. It's time for the mailbag. So here it goes:

    PerpetuallyHard312
    -- "I was already worked up enough as it was when I started reading this and despite having cum 8 times today already....I just shot off number 9!!! Shower with my brother's friend is another one of my favs...I can't believe that it's one of Paul's fav stories too! That made me cum all the harder. My balls are sooo drained and sore now....thanks a lot HR lol. Can't wait for part 2.....and Paul I see that you and HR have been conspiring to have me break my record of cumming more than 12 times in one day...you were close...maybe part 2 will prove sucessful? So what do you guys say? Do you accept my challenge to make me break my record?" Paul and I chatted over the weekend. He's certainly up for the challenge. And I really like seeing Paul when he's "up". He said he would be glad to edge you on, but he'd like it to be recorded so that it can be more official. And I guess I should ask, can anyone else out there cum more than 12 times in 24 hours. If so, please speak up. Maybe you can get in on this.

    Tim White07 -- "So Paul, like so many of us, has read ITIK. more then once in fact. Im not sure what i would be able to do in that situation. Knowing myself i would call anne and tell her that he was trying to figure himself out. Then i would try and find jess. I have only ever met one person that has read my story. It was pretty weird to say the least. All he knew of me was from back in highschool. All we talked about was the story. we talked alittle bit about what my life is like now, but nothing really. So i cant say for sure what i would do. I might do the same thing, just talk about the story because that is what i know about the person. but then again, i might try and find out what he is like now." I love it when guys find comparisons so close in their own lives and try to figure things out from that. It actually is what makes this story so important to so many readers. Thanks for your insights, Tim, and thanks for your own great writing

    skittles -- "Holy Fuck! So was that for shits and giggles or had you actually read ITIK at that point, Paul? I wonder if Jess got you even more worked up once you knew his backstory. Jess, missed you in this chapter but Paul, you did wondefully. Hr you did a great job of letting Paul's thoughts remain his own. Really hot chapter guys, I can't wait to read the second half of Paul's chapter!" All of your questions will be answered by day's end. Too bad you didn't ask more questions. And "Holy Fuck!" right back at you.

    DonQuixote -- "Paul, I am enjoying your refreshing, self-confident style. You might have been bouncing all over the place in the fantasy land of your mind about who is this guy Jess, and what might "we" become, but your story telling exudes a guy who isn't afraid of what or who he is, what he wants to explore/experience, or where he's headed. I suspect you and Jess have been VERY good for each other, on many different levels." I am glad Paul is getting such a good reception. I have to say he was beaming when we talked about the comments so far. For the record, he has been great to work with. One last note DQ: What happened in my condo last weekend stays in my condo.

    So now I'll just wait for the OK from Paul and Part 2 of the latest chapter will be on its way.

    Until then stay happy. And stay hard!
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    Jess’ Story
    I Thought I Knew -- Book Three
    Chapter 8, Part II

    From Paul’s viewpoint

    It was the end of the summer before my freshman year in college. I’d been holed up in my room reading a lot of porn that summer and feeling so alone. So isolated. Nobody knew that sometimes I was attracted to guys. I was so confused by the urges and desires that seemed to bubble up from within me. My sexual urges were getting out of control. The way I felt back then, I both hoped and feared no one ever would find out.

    I’d started reading “I Thought I Knew” shortly after it first began to be posted. I took to Jess from the very beginning. Billy’s first words in the very first chapter said, “I thought I knew everything about Jess. I’d known him forever.” Within a few chapters, I started to feel the same way.

    I felt I could see into his heart and touch his feelings. I felt the way Billy must have felt. Like I’d spent all my free time with Jess. Like Jess and I had sat together side by side on the end of my bed and jerked off together almost every day. Sometimes more often than that.

    In reality I’d spent years beating off alone. I’d learned how good it felt to make my dick hard when I was maybe 11 or 12. By the time I was 13 I’d discovered I liked to cum and was starting to realize that it was guys I liked. Girls were OK, but guys were becoming more and more interesting.

    I hate to think how many hours I spent fantasizing that someday I’d meet a guy and . . . But once I started reading about Jess, I guess I sort of fixated on him. His life. He was what I thought about each time I pumped out another lonely load. Thinking of him, I didn’t feel so lonely anymore.

    It was close to love. I think of it as an enduring crush. His story made me cry and laugh. Like a lot of the guys who posted comments to the project on JUB, I got off more than I should probably admit. Jess was a dream come true for me. A guy struggling to figure out who he was. Where he fit in. What he should do.

    I had the same struggles and fears as Jess did. What I didn’t have was Billy or Justin. I wanted to be with Jess so bad. And spending time with Justin and Billy wouldn’t hurt either. Even though I resented them for excluding Jess from so much.

    I really wanted to send private messages to Jess. To tell him how much he had come to mean to me. How close I felt to him. How much I understood how he felt. Because I felt the same way.

    I knew his story forwards and backwards. I’ve read the whole thing all the way through at least twice. And most chapters I read three or four times waiting for HardReader to post the next one. Some of my favorite chapters I have read a dozen or more times. I know when the story got to the part where Jess was with Billy and Justin in the hot tub, I probably came a dozen times that week reading that part again and again. Oh, hell, maybe more than 20 times that week. And plenty of times since. I still read it sometimes to help me get off and to bring back those memories of Jess.

    All of that and I still never had the balls to write him.

    But this Jess, the Jess who had stumbled into my life, Anne’s Jess, he couldn’t be the Jess from “I Thought I Knew.” Hardreader had said that he changed a few things around so that no one could figure out who the three kids really were. While this Jess had the same name spelled the same way, too many other things didn’t fit. I know H.R. won’t let me say what was wrong, but I was sure from stuff that was in the story that this Jess wasn’t that Jess. I couldn’t make the pieces fit together. The Jess from “I Thought I Knew” couldn’t be at this university at this time.

    So why would Anne’s Jess have given that one chapter of the story to her to read?

    There was one more thing: Jess in the story didn’t write the story. Anne said that her Jess told her he wrote it. Maybe this Jess was really HardReader. I didn’t feel like I knew that much about HardReader. But it seemed to make more sense to me if the writer was a friend of Jess and Billy and Justin. A kid their own age, rather than some older guy writing the story for them like HardReader claimed to do.

    So maybe this Jess was really HardReader and in the story he just swapped names around. But then why had Anne’s Jess said the story was about him?

    So maybe Jess was the writer of the story and the Jess in the story too. My mind kept coming back to that possibility. I wanted so badly to believe that I was finally meeting the Jess of my dreams. I was getting a headache thinking about it.

    So that’s where my thoughts were when I couldn’t take any more and started to let all the possibilities go. I just stopped thinking about them and started imagining what it would be like if this kid really was THE Jess. I was almost instantly as hard as I had ever been. And with my horny cock, that’s really hard. Like it hurt it was so hard.

    My mind transported me back to the end of my bed. I was slowly jerking my cock side-by-side with my Jess. As he jerked his cock, he looked over at mine. I was so aching hard for him. And I looked back at his cock and he was just as hard as I was. Did he really want my cock as bad as I wanted his? In my mind, he looked at me and smiled and asked, “So, how do you like it?” Just what he’d said the first time I caught him jerking off in his room.

    I sat silently stroking my cock and smiling back at him. He reached over and took my cock in his hand. I shivered as he wrapped his warm, moist fingers around it. The same pre-cum lubed hand he’d been using to stroke his own cock. It was almost like our cocks were touching each other.

    I could feel my cock swell in his hand. I looked down and saw my purple helmet so slick and shiny. Full of blood. The skin stretched so tight across it. And his fingers moving steady. Up and down my penis. I knew this wouldn’t last long. Couldn’t last long. I had no control. My lust was getting the best of me.

    I reached over and took hold of Jess’ cock. I couldn’t believe how warm it was. How alive it felt in my hand. How easy his flowing pre-cum made it to stroke. It was bigger than mine. Not a lot, but some. And he had more hair around his than I did.

    As much as I wanted this to go on forever, it wasn’t going to. Jess looked straight into my eyes and smiled. After that I didn’t really see anything more. I just sort of fell inside myself. Consumed by the touch of a guy’s hand on my penis. Overwhelmed by the surge I could feel building deep inside of me. I knew what was coming.

    I held my breath. My chest was tight. My cock so sensitive I could scream with the feelings. Then I felt the movement inside me. My cock went completely rigid as Jess continued to pump me. He knew what was cumming and he wasn’t backing off.

    Oh my god, such intense sensations. Like fireworks in my penis. I didn't think I could stand much more and then . . . I came. I could feel my own cum splattering on my chest. So much cum. It was better than ever before. So much cum. So hard. So long. As my own orgasm eased, I felt Jess’ cum running over my knuckles. Warm and slick. It felt so good. I felt so close to him at that moment. I could almost sense his heart beating in unison with mine.

    I finally opened my eyes and looked down at the inevitable. My cum-covered cock was still hard. I was squeezing it tight in my own cum-covered hand. I was alone. As alone as I had ever been.

    I let go of my cock and lay down on my bed. I really didn’t care if Anne’s Jess was the same as the Jess in the story. That didn’t seem to matter anymore. All I cared was that Anne’s Jess became my Jess.

    I didn’t want to hurt Anne, but if I had to . . .

    I knew in my heart that the Jess I had always imagined since I first read about him looked and felt and smiled and talked and even smelled just like the Jess I had seen crossing the street. Just like the Jess who had smiled at me at the restaurant.

    Things were starting to become clearer for me. Reading “I Thought I Knew” in high school had given me hope, made me feel I was not alone. It had changed my life. I guess in a way I thought I knew that HardReader’s story was about to change my life once again.

    I was older now. I realized that story had taught me an important lesson. I was responsible for myself. I needed to create my own future. I needed to find my own Jess. Even though he couldn’t be the Jess I had dreamed of when I was younger, he could be my Jess. I had the chance to make it happen. I could make it happen. I would make it happen!

    To Be Continued . . .

    I want to thank all of our readers who have rated "Jess' Story". Earlier today "Jess' Story" got its 5-star rating. If you haven't rated it yet, please consider casting your vote.

    So thanks to those stalwart fans who have supported this project. I can assure you that all of us involved in "I Thought I Knew" will work as hard as we can to make this last book every bit as good as our first.

    Until next time, stay happy. And stay hard!
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    Well ... after reading your comments at the end of this chapter, I immediately went "back up top" to cast my vote. I tried giving you 5 more stars, because I'm not allowed to give you More than 5, but, it said I'd already done that!! Yes! This is, indeed, Stellar!!

    I'm really liking the further tie-in to ITIK! WOW! What are the odds? This is just getting better, and Better!!

    THANK YOU! to HR, and all the guys, for sharing this with "Us"! And, yes, your telling of the story(ies) can, indeed, have ramifications far beyond what even You can imagine!!

    AWESOME!

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    I can not help but feel a bit jealous of you paul. I started reading I thought i knew when HR first started posting it on Nifty. I didnt even know about this site then. I spent hours reading and rereading the chapters waiting for the next one. Then a guy i ment on the internet told me that it was farther along here so i came here and read from begining to end and then started posting.

    Through the hours i spent reading about these guys, i came to love them. Love as in a friend that i could and would do anything for. Maybe not share my life with them, No offense to you boys, by the time i started reading on JUB i was engaged. I felt their pain, their anger, their joy and their sorrow. It felt like these guys had been my best friends. I know others feel like that.

    When i was reading on JUB i read the comments in between. I wanted to know how eaveryone felt about these guys. I wanted to know if anyone else the same way as i do. I came to find that almost everyone did.

    Know that the story is this far along, through the first 2 books, I know that i would be willing to do anything for these guys. and as this book goes on, i am starting to feel the same about you paul.

    You guys are amazing, the dedication you have to putting out new chapters is outstanding. And i thank you from the bottom of my heart for keeping me HARD .

    This is a 5 star story.
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    Paul,
    Wow, again. Welcome to Never Never Land. Where dreams really do come true!
    I'm of a different generation but, when I read ITIK, I thought back to urges and feelings I had when I was your age.

    I never found my Jess, and my life is different than it might have been.
    I can't say I would have changed a lot, but some.

    Having a guy friend who I could have been this intimate with would definitely have been a plus.

    You are becoming our collective poster boy - the one who got the "brass ring" in Jess, as it were.

    I look forward to the next chapters, as you and Jess get to know each other, cross those awkward moments when you come out to each other, and you find out that, "Yes, Virginia(Paul), there really is a Santa Claus" lol

    I've made a little light of your situation, but it's deep. Very deep.

    Thanks, again, for sharing your intimate thoughts with us.

    HR, I don't know how much editing and re-writing you have to do with Paul's work -- but I sense that he is making your job a joy.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    WOW!! What an explosive and touching chapter! I think that all of us grew to love these boys in some way or another. How could you not? To some degree we all feel the way Paul did when he was reading ITIK whether it was about Justin, Billy, or Jess. When I first started reading this story on Nifty I was envious of the boys....honestly I still am a little. But that's how I feel about all the stories I read whether they're true or not. Being alone does that to a person you know? But as I read along and saw the trials each of them faced and the uncertainty, I developed a sense of understanding and maybe even kinship. This story has inspired me and given me hope time and again. I wish noting but happiness for Justin, Billy, Jess, Tom, Paul, and HR, and Mike for without whom we wouldn't even be enjoying this story today. So I send you all my blessing and my love. May you all bask in happiness, love, and cum!

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    Another week has gone by and I'm happy to announce that Jess and I managed to get things pretty much wrapped up on schedule. I'll be doing the final editing this afternoon and probably posting the next chapter tomorrow.

    But for now, I should get the mail answered.


    Kyanimal -- "I'm really liking the further tie-in to ITIK! WOW! What are the odds? This is just getting better, and Better!! THANK YOU! to HR, and all the guys, for sharing this with "Us"! And, yes, your telling of the story(ies) can, indeed, have ramifications far beyond what even You can imagine!"

    TimWhite07 -- "I can not help but feel a bit jealous of you paul. I started reading I thought i knew when HR first started posting it on Nifty. . . . I spent hours reading and rereading the chapters waiting for the next one. Then a guy i met on the internet told me that it was farther along here so i came here and read from begining to end and then started posting. Through the hours i spent reading about these guys, i came to love them. Love as in a friend that i could and would do anything for. Maybe not share my life with them, No offense to you boys, by the time i started reading on JUB i was engaged. I felt their pain, their anger, their joy and their sorrow. It felt like these guys had been my best friends. I know others feel like that."

    skittles -- "Jess, I'm so glad that you decided to go ahead and share your story and I'm sure the others are grateful as well. I'm also happy that you and Paul have found each other. Paul, you've done an excellent job of capturing the feelings that Jess stirred up inside of all of us (No offense to either Justin or Billy). You guys deserve to be happy together."


    DonQuixote -- "Paul, Wow, again. Welcome to Never Never Land. Where dreams really do come true! I'm of a different generation but, when I read ITIK, I thought back to urges and feelings I had when I was your age. I never found my Jess, and my life is different than it might have been. I can't say I would have changed a lot, but some. Having a guy friend who I could have been this intimate with would definitely have been a plus. You are becoming our collective poster boy - the one who got the "brass ring" in Jess, as it were."

    PerpetuallyHard312 -- "I think that all of us grew to love these boys in some way or another. How could you not? To some degree we all feel the way Paul did when he was reading ITIK whether it was about Justin, Billy, or Jess. When I first started reading this story on Nifty I was envious of the boys....honestly I still am a little. But that's how I feel about all the stories I read whether they're true or not. Being alone does that to a person you know? But as I read along and saw the trials each of them faced and the uncertainty, I developed a sense of understanding and maybe even kinship. This story has inspired me and given me hope time and again. I wish noting but happiness for Justin, Billy, Jess, Tom, Paul, and HR, and Mike for without whom we wouldn't even be enjoying this story today. So I send you all my blessing and my love."

    NothingtoSay -- "It's chapters like this one that I enjoy reading the most. Just knowing that there are other people out there that have similar thoughts makes me glad I wake up every day. I don't know what else to say except thanks to everyone."

    There has never been a week of mail like this. It truly leaves me speechless. I think I'll just say thanks to each of you and leave it at that.

    Thank you!
    "Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader

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    Things have changed a bit since I wrote the mailbag. I had planned Chapter 9 to be much longer. But when Paul saw what was planned, he wanted to tell the second part of the chapter instead. We talked about it. Jess disagreed. But in the end I think Paul was right. So overnight I have cut Jess' Chapter 9 shorter and written all of Chapter 10 from Paul's viewpoint. I think this will work better.

    Since today's chapter is shorter and contains no real sex (sorry, guys) and since Chapter 10 is now essentially done, we decided that I would do my best to post Chapter 10 tomorrow. So you get a real bonus this week. And maybe you'll get a real boner (and maybe more) tomorrow as a result.

    I have one other announcement before I get to Chapter 9. I have been working with a relatively new fan of the "I Thought I Knew" project -- PerpetuallyHard312. In the past week, with everything else I have had to do, he and I have managed to craft a three-part mini-project telling a part of his story. It's been a great project to work on and I think you guys are going to enjoy it at a number of levels. So please watch for the cumming of PerpetuallyHard's project on Wednesday. I hope you're up for it!

    And now just a word of thanks to skittles for his undying support. You're such a great fan. I love that we make you and yours feel so good.

    Now on with the story:


    Jess’ Story
    I Thought I Knew -- Book Three
    Chapter 9

    From Jess' viewpoint

    I found myself thinking about Paul repeatedly that evening after he called to invite me to lunch. Something had attracted me to him since I first saw that picture of him in Anne’s dorm room. He looked so hot. Stripped to the waist. I had jerked off staring at that picture and I couldn’t get him or that special feeling out of my head ever since.

    But there was more to it than that. More than just a great cum. But it was a great cum even with Anne right there. Both times I’d seen him -- crossing the street in front of Anne’s dorm and at lunch the next day -- there seemed to be this kind of vibe I got from him. Hard to explain, but it felt good.

    What didn’t make any sense was that he was dating Anne. So probably I was only imagining that there was something happening between us. He just wanted to be friends. He probably didn’t even know how tuned into him I was. Friends? What the hell, I could use another friend.

    To be honest about this stuff, I should tell you that I jerked off thinking of him again that night after he called. I felt kind of stupid getting so fixed on this guy. I had hardly even met or seen him more just briefly. He’d only asked if we could have lunch cuz he didn’t have any friends on campus. I was acting like a stupid high school freshman with a crush.

    By the time we met for lunch on Tuesday, I’d jerked off thinking of him two more times. The call from him had somehow pushed all my negative thoughts about Anne from my head and refilled it with fantasies of this guy.

    I hadn’t had feelings like this for anyone since Tolley my freshman year. To be honest, when I was jerking off picturing Paul, I was also remembering Tolley a little. It was like a cautionary tale. It was warning to me: Don’t get too into this guy. It’s easy to get hurt.

    I’d certainly gotten hurt by Tolley and trying to move things too fast. At least too fast for him. I knew I was getting myself all worked up over Paul. Fucking horny is what I was. And I was pretty sure there wasn’t a chance he was gay or even bi.

    As I waited for it to be time for my lunch with Paul, the hours and minutes and seconds crept by. As they did, I’d decided a couple of things I would and wouldn’t do: I’d be honest and up front that I was sexually “undeclared.” I hoped he would tell me if he was bi or straight or whatever. But if he didn’t I wouldn’t ask or pry. No matter what he said, I would not come on to him. Not right away. I’d make it clear I wanted to be friends. If he wanted more, he’d have to make the first move, at least for now. Let him set the pace. I’d have to be content to follow his lead. But above all, I’d do my best to be honest with him. As honest as a friend could be.

    Honesty and friendship. It was like my new mantra. I found myself repeating it over and over in my head. “Honesty and friendship.”

    It made sense to me, but I knew it wasn’t going to be easy. I was too worked up over this guy for anything to be easy. I needed to relax and calm down. That’s why I’d whacked off twice. I thought it might curb my need. It usually worked that way for me.

    I was more than 20 minutes early to meet Paul for lunch. That pretty much says it all. The good news, at least in my mind, was that he was almost 15 minutes early. We both made excuses for why we were so early. I think his was about as lame as mine.

    We got our food and then both sat there just looking at each other silently. Both of us awkwardly waiting for the other to speak first. I was trying to figure out if he was giving off that same vibe he had the first two times I saw him. Or if my gaydar was picking up anything. I’d pretty much decided neither was in play when . . .

    “So I guess you have a lot of friends.” After making that odd opening comment, Paul quickly looked down at his food and started toying with a grape in his fruit cup. I didn’t really know what to say. I saw Paul look up at me over his food. He had a hopeful look in his eyes. That look sent a vibe I liked!

    “I guess I know a lot of people. Not all of them are really friends,” I said. Wondering where he was going with this opening.

    Silence descended on us again until I finally broke it. “So I guess one of my friends must have given you my number. Why not just ask Anne?” I guess maybe that came out a little harsh, cuz Paul blushed and looked really uncomfortable. For a second I thought maybe I’d screwed up and he was just gonna take his lunch and leave. So I added, “I was really glad that you called. I think I could use a new friend.”

    I could see the relief in Paul’s face. His whole body suddenly relaxed and he smiled. That made me smile and it hit me hard how important it was to me to make this guy, a guy I didn’t even really know, happy.

    “Well, I actually got your number from Anne’s cell. It’s just that she doesn’t know,” Paul said cautiously, like he was testing to see how I’d react to that bit of information.

    “She doesn’t know you got my number from her cell . . . Or she doesn’t know about you asking me to lunch?”

    “Both. I know she’s pretty upset with you. She didn’t say why, but she said something like you’d gone too far. I doubt she’ll be pissed for too long. I think she sort of has a crush on you.” Paul said. Again I could see had had that kind of uncertainty as to how I might react. I just played it cool.

    “Well, I don’t know if she’s upset or not,” I lied, “but we had a little disagreement the other day. I think it’ll blow over. You think she’s got a crush on me? I never would have guessed that.” I wanted to move away from my problem with Anne as fast as I could. I didn’t want this conversation going there. If I was gonna be honest with Paul, I didn’t want to do it discussing why Anne was so mad at me.

    Honesty and friendship.

    Paul went on talking about Anne. Asking how I came to know her. Telling me how he had come to know her. It turned out he didn’t even really remember her from high school. She saw him on campus and asked him out and kept calling him. Since he didn’t have any friends at our school, he’d said OK. “She’s a nice girl and all, but . . .” He paused and shrugged and thrust out his lower lip in a way that seemed to dismiss her importance. Thank god, at last maybe we could start talking about something else.

    Lately Paul had met a few guys who played touch football on Sunday afternoons. But even after a month of joining them, he still felt like an outsider around them.

    We talked about classes and majors and bars and stuff like that. It was easy talking to him and I liked finding out about him and what he was into. I got the feeling that we really could become friends. In some ways being there with him just talking reminded me of killing time with Billy. I liked it.

    There was a little pause as we both started eating again and then he asked, “So are you dating anyone?”

    I knew what he really meant was “Are you gay, or bi or what?” I had sort of anticipated that question, or at least letting him know. But when I was confronted with answering it, I started to stammer.

    “It’s summer, you know, not a lot of . . . you know, people around,” I said not looking him in the eyes. “Usually I go out most every weekend, but I don’t usually date really. I just go with what’s going on.” Even I didn’t know what that meant.

    “Yeah, me too. I’m not really into dating,” he said and gave me another one of his wicked ass smiles. It left me staring at him and thinking how much I could really get into this guy. It also reminded me how important it was to stick with my game plan. Honesty and friendship.

    I guess I was ready to tell him I was “undeclared” or whatever, which is pretty much what I meant to do. But then I got to wondering. Had he just tried to tell me he was . . . What had he told me? Or was I reading too much into that one question?

    My stomach went tight.

    The conversation had come to a halt all of a sudden. We were both just sitting there looking at each other. He was giving me his smile. I felt like a dog in heat, but my stomach was so knotted up I was about ready to barf.

    I had told myself I’d be honest with him, so I blurted out, “I take it where I can get it.”
    Paul looked stunned at first. Like maybe I’d hit him in the nuts or something. Then he nodded like he understood, but I felt compelled to explain, “Sexually, that is.”

    There, I’d said it. But for some reason I couldn’t just leave it at that. “It doesn’t matter to me so much if it’s boys or girls.” I stared into his eyes to see his reaction.

    Paul was leaning back in his seat with the biggest smile I’d seen from him, which at that point was saying a lot. And he kept smiling that wicked-ass smile at me. My answer seemed to make him too happy. I didn’t get it.

    At last he sort of nodded like we’d come to some sort of agreement and said, “Yeah, me too, I guess.”

    I didn’t know what to say. Was he telling me that he . . .?

    There was an awkward pause. I think maybe we had both caught each other by surprise. We stared at each other. He was smiling. His big smile. A real smile. I wanted to feel the way he felt. But instead my smile was an attempt to cover-up the wild churning in my guts.

    “So I gotta go. I told this kid I’d come look at his car,” Paul said kind of sudden like, making like he was getting ready to check out.

    I didn’t want him to go. I thought we were about to really start talking to each other. About stuff that really mattered. At least to me. But also I was afraid that if we kept talking, this could be like Tolley and me all over and maybe I’d never see him again.

    Honesty and friendship. Honesty and friendship.

    I needed to keep him there. I needed to keep him engaged.

    I was grasping at straws or whatever. I asked, “So you work on cars? You a good mechanic?”

    “No, I hardly know anything about cars, but I’m trying to buy one,” he said, settling back into his seat as he answered. “I called this kid who has to sell his car. He lives not too far from here. Do you want to come with me? I could use a little help. I really don’t know anything about buying cars.”

    Why did every second of every minute with Paul seem so important? Should I go with him? Should I . . .

    Honesty and friendship.

    “I don’t know a thing about cars either, but if you want a little company while you look, I can join you.”

    He smiled. I smiled back. We each paid for our own lunch. This could work. I just needed to relax. This could really work.

    To Be Continued . . .

    I hope you liked today's chapter. Of course, we'd love to have comments about it from any and all of you. Remember that tomorrow I'll be posting Chapter 10 and there will be a major development!

    Plus I hope you'll check out the new mini-project that I have written with PerpetuallyHard312. It's another true story about a real guy. He says he'll be willing to answer your questions as best he can.

    So until the double-feature tomorrow, stay happy. And stay hard!
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    That chapter has got me feeling all jittery, nervous,and excited all at the same time! Go get 'em Jess, he wants you too....more than you know And as HR said we have our own mini project that just came out of the blue. I'll answer any questions I can after he posts the first chapter. I hope you guys like it!

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    Love it! Jess & Paul ... can't wait to "see" them together making out ...

    And PH - I am really looking forward to YOUR story!

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    I'm liking where Jess and Paul are headed! And, no, I don't mean the car!

    It's as though We all KNOW what direction this is going to go, but THEY don't, yet! I'm appreciating the look into their uncertainty, hesitancy, and anticipation. Yeah! It really does happen like that in Real Life!!

    And ... looking forward to PH's mini-project, too! Would appreciate a link to it when it's posted!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Jess,
    The content of this chapter is one I've thought about countless times - HOW do you ask somone you're interested in if it might be mutual, when it's not a "Hetero" relationship you're inviting?!

    I can sooo feel your angst, and there were times I (mistakenly) felt the elation of "what might be", only to have had really crappy gaydar - or, not really, just didn't bother listening to myself because I became too engrossed in the possibility that it might be.

    Thank you for bringing your innermost thoughts out and sharing them with us.

    I know you're helping a lot of silent readers in their lives - and a few of we more vocal ones, no matter the stage of our lives, too.

    Based on where the players in the project current appear to stand (or is that Lay? lol), I'm glad that you and Paul have become such intimate friends and more. I wish you both all the happiness in the world, and I look forward to your continuing story as it unfolds - with or without the vivid scenes that our resident perv, er, purveyor, yeah, that's it, Purveyor of Fine Porn loves to recreate for us so well. lol

    Take care.


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Loved the chapter HR.

    Just like Skittles i felt the emotion coming out in the words. Even though there was no sex secene that usally take place in the chapter, it was still amazing.

    I'm really enjoying where Jes and Paul are headed.

    Sorry this is not going ot be a long indepth post. im tired has hell and i had to get this chapter read before i went to bed. I will post again tomorrow. I cant wait for the next chapter.
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    Thanks to PerpetuallyHard312, Bodhi1, Kyanimal, DonQuixote, skittles and TimWhite07 for their posts. I'm really running late today, so I'll have to put the mailbag off until my next post.

    But more important than mailbag, here's your bonus chapter:


    Jess’ Story
    I Thought I Knew -- Book Three
    Chapter 10

    From Paul's viewpoint

    I almost fell off my chair at lunch when Jess told me, “I take it where I can get it.” His words echoed in my head. I take it where I can get it! I was pretty sure those were the exact words that the Jess in “I Thought I Knew” said he sometimes used when he was asked if he was straight or gay.

    What were the odds of that? Either somehow this was the same Jess as in the story, or this guy liked to pretend that he was. I didn’t understand what was going on. It didn’t make any sense. But either way I figured I had hit the boyfriend jackpot.

    When Jess said those words, it literally knocked me back into my chair. I didn’t know what to say. I just sat there looking at him, probably with a goofy look on my face. I’d always loved this guy in some fairytale sort of way and here he was sitting across from me at lunch telling me he was real. Real or not, I didn’t really care. He was there. Having lunch with me. Can you say “hard-on”? “Major hard-on”?

    I was so excited, so completely turned on by what I had just learned, or thought I had learned, that I was afraid if I stayed there talking to him much longer, I wasn’t going to be able to resist telling him that I knew who he was.

    And I wasn’t sure I could keep from reaching out to touch him. I had this insatiable urge to touch him. Even just the back of his hand, or maybe stroking his eight inch cock the way Justin did. Oh, fuck, I was turned on.

    I started to worry that I was going to make a fool of myself because I was so much in l . . . Maybe it wasn’t love at that point, but at least so much in lust with him right then. And I had been for so long.

    OK, now jump forward a little. We were walking along talking about pretty much nothing, headed off to see a kid about a car. Everything about Jess seemed to fit perfectly with the way HardReader had described him. The way I had always imagined he was. I was becoming more and more convinced that this was the real thing.

    However, I had one big problem right then. The kid with the car wasn’t really expecting me to stop by today. As a matter of fact, he’d told me he’d be out of town until tomorrow. But I’d just said the first thing that popped into my head.

    The good news was that Jess and I were still together. Still talking. And I hadn’t made a fool of myself trying to molest him yet. But I kept trying to find ways to see his crotch. And his ass, which isn’t easy when you’re walking side-by-side with a guy.

    When we got to the kid’s place and no one was there, I asked Jess if he minded giving the guy a few minutes. It was more time to talk and finally a chance for me to get a much better look at him. And I liked what I saw.

    I could imagine his eight inches of cock just as HardReader had described it. I could imagine it hard and aching and throbbing. Waiting for me to suck it. It was crazy, but here was this guy I’d barely met and I already knew what his cock looked like. What his cum tasted like. How he liked to get off when he was alone. How he liked to . . .

    I was so hard. Jess was leaning against a post thing that was holding up the porch roof. He was wearing a pair of old baggy cargoes that looked like the sexiest cargoes I’d ever seen. Like in an A&F ad or something. I was pretty sure he was going commando. In “I Thought I Knew” he always went commando.

    I was sitting on the front step on the far end of the porch. Maybe 7 or 8 feet away. A good distance to watch him. Study him. Confirm that he was everything I had always known he would be.

    Since I was sitting down with my knees in front of me, I figured he probably couldn’t tell how much my own hard penis was causing my shorts to tent. At least it was partially disguised. But then I started to think about it. About Jess seeing me with my hard penis in my cargoes. I almost stood up so he could see how excited I was. So he could see that I was full hard for him. But I didn’t. I just kept looking at him and thinking what I wanted to do with him.

    You don’t need to ask. I know what you want to know. Sure, I was going commando, too. I’d been going commando or free-balling ever since I first knew that Jess never wore underwear.

    I’m lucky I didn’t cum in my shorts the 20 or so minutes we spent waiting there. I can picture Jess perfectly leaning against that post. I can still feel the intensity of my hard penis.

    Time was passing and I could tell Jess was starting to get restless. I didn’t have a clue what to do next, but I didn’t want this first meeting to end. Then Jess said, “I guess he’s not coming. You wanna get something to drink at my place? It’s not far from here.”

    We were there in less than 10 minutes. Fortunately as we walked again side-by-side my penis had relaxed some. When we got to Jess’ place he offered to get us a couple of Cokes from the fridge. I asked if I could use his bathroom and he directed me to a door off his bedroom. I pissed like crazy and that helped my half-hard penis to relax the rest of the way.

    As I came out of the bathroom, I saw something I hadn’t noticed as I went in. On the far wall was a picture of a young kid. Lying on his left side. His left arm propping up his head as he looked straight ahead. His head resting on his left hand. He was naked. Completely naked. And beautiful.

    His free right hand was draped so it mostly covered his genitals, though not completely, I noted. Just a hint of his balls and what was maybe the tip of his penis.

    I walked up close to examine it. Just as I had thought, it was Jess. A beautiful drawing. Excellently drawn. Jess when he was maybe two or even three years younger. But I knew it was Jess.

    Suddenly the overhead light in the room came on, startling me.

    “You found the bathroom OK?” Jess asked and then, seeing me staring at the picture of him, he said, “That’s pretty old now. I should probably take it down. It embarrasses me, but it was done by a good friend as a graduation gift, so I’ve left it up.”

    As much as I wanted to look at the real Jess to see how he looked compared to the young man in the picture, I couldn’t take my eyes off the drawing. With the light on, I thought I could see a dappling or splattering of something on Jess’ chest and abs. It was very subtle. I wondered if I was imagining it. But I didn’t think I was. I was pretty sure that it was supposed to be his cum splattered there. Maybe even a streak on his cheek and upper lip.

    I looked to see who the artist was. In the lower right-hand corner was a handwritten note. Congratulations and best wishes! Justin . . .
    “I guess Justin must be a very good friend,” I said, turning and looking directly at Jess for the first time since he had come into the room. He looked embarrassed.

    “What?” he said, sounding quite startled. “How did you know who drew it? And what makes you think he was a friend?” I felt like I was being accused of doing something wrong.

    “Well, you told me it was drawn by a ‘good friend’ of yours and it’s signed right here by somebody named Justin something I can’t read.”

    The flash of anger that I thought I’d seen in Jess’ face was gone. He looked sheepish and apologized. It was the only moment of the day that had not been near perfect. But it seemed to pass quickly when I explained.

    As I thought back on it as the evening went on, I guess I might have had sort of a salacious tone in my voice or whatever that word is. Like sexual or dirty. I mean it was the second major clue that this was really Jess. The Jess. A nude picture of him and his fresh cum drawn by his good friend Justin. I didn’t need to be a brain surgeon to put those clues together, did I?

    I have to admit, I couldn’t get that picture of Jess out of my mind. I thought he looked better now than he did then. He looked more solid. More dependable. More sexy as we continued to talk and pass the time. Even though I couldn’t see his body the way I could in the picture. I could see enough of it to have a good idea what was there.

    Now that I knew, I wanted so badly to tell him that I knew who he was. Knew what he’d done. Knew what he wanted and needed. In some ways it seemed like it would make everything so much easier.

    I didn’t need to tell him about Anne and the chapter she had shown me. I could tell him I figured it out because of the picture. And the “I take it where I can get it” quote. And of course his name. Justin’s name . . .

    But surely if they changed anything, they’d changed the names. So maybe I wasn’t ready to tell him I knew it was him. But maybe I could say something like, “I read this true story online and I wondered if it could be about you and your friends. There seem to be some similarities. Have you ever read ‘I Thought I Knew’?

    Maybe. But I wasn’t ready to put myself out there that far yet. I really didn’t want to screw this up.

    After all these years without ever having laid so much as a finger on another kid, well on another guy, I really wanted to. And having had a crush on Jess for so many years, I couldn’t believe I was there in his apartment with him. Looking at a nude drawing of him. Trying to figure out how I was supposed to act toward him. What was I supposed to say? To do?

    And why, I kept wondering, was a guy like Jess spending time with a guy like . . .

    I didn’t want to finish that thought. I only hoped that he really did want to spend time with me and that he’d know how to move things along. Because all I knew about gay sex was what I’d read in fantasies online where every guy had a 10-inch penis and a butler. I loved reading that stuff, but I didn’t believe that’s how things really happened. Except maybe for Jess and Billy and Justin. Not for me.

    I’ve tried a lot of times to piece together how things went that afternoon at Jess’ place. I’m not really sure how it happened, but somehow we went from talking about Jess’ picture to how we were trying to cover the cost of our college educations. It turned out we both got a lot of help from our parents, but that wasn’t enough. Money was kind of tight for both of us.

    It was almost two hours later when we dropped that subject and Jess said he was getting hungry. He suggested pizza. I suggested a little place the specialized in organic foods that made a pretty good pizza. So we called and ordered.

    As we ate, we talked some more. He never suggested I should move on or he had something else to do. Quite the opposite. He always seemed to be offering me an opportunity to stay with him and do whatever the next thing was.

    Finally it was getting kind of late. He asked if I wanted to watch some TV or a movie or something. I asked what movies he had and he looked kind of embarrassed. “Not much I guess,” he said. He put on his sheepish look again. He looked so hot just then.

    Somehow I knew from his response that all he had was porno. How many times had I read this scenario? I was hoping it was gay. But gay or straight I thought it might just be the nudge I’d been hoping for the last few hours.

    “Yeah, all I’ve got is an old box of porns that a roommate left behind when he moved out without paying his last months rent,” Jess said.

    He went into his bedroom and came out with a raggedy cardboard box half full of DVDs. He handed them to me and said I could pick something.

    There wasn’t anything in there that I knew anything about, but it was all guys on the covers. I finally picked one out with two college-age guys who looked pretty good. It had some stupid title that suggested it had a wrestling theme.

    “I don’t think I’ve ever watched this one,” Jess said, giving the pictures on the front and back a quick glance. He put it in his player and turned on his TV. Then he turned back to me as he started to unbutton his shorts and asked, “So do you want to get comfortable?”

    I shrugged my shoulders indicating that was OK with me, trying the whole time to look like guys asked me to “get comfortable” and watch porn with them in their bedrooms all the time. Particularly hot looking guys like Jess whose sexual exploits were known by guys all over the world.

    My heart was beating like crazy as his shorts dropped. Bingo! Just as I’d guessed from watching him all day. Commando. Just like The Jess.

    He was standing there in nothing but an old black T-shirt, his back turned toward me. His tight butt a sight to behold as he watched a string of previews start to play. I was already hard. I decided that since his back was turned it was a good time for me to drop my shorts too. Now we were dressed alike again, except my T-shirt was a faded yellow. And I was wearing a hard-on and I was pretty sure he was soft.

    He finally turned around and looked at me. It was clear he was looking me up and down. My cock, which had started to ease up a little just a moment before, sprang right back to full hard when I saw him checking me out.

    There was no point in trying to cover up. This had been his idea. I wasn’t going to be the one to back out. I was so ready for whatever he had in mind.

    Since he hadn’t hesitated to check me out, I took a good long look at his penis and balls. Neatly trimmed. His soft cock hung down over his low-hanging testicles. I’d guess he was probably about four inches soft. I couldn’t remember HardReader ever describing Jess when he was soft.

    Jess knew what I was looking at. Still he reached down and wrapped the fingers of his right hand around his cock and gave it a couple of nice tugs before he turned back around to pull a pair of loose fitting black boxers out of a dresser drawer. He stepped into them, walked around to the far side of the bed and lay back against the padded headboard.

    I was still standing there naked and hard without a clue what I should do. Should I see if there was another pair of boxers in his dresser I could wear? Was I supposed to . . . I didn’t even know what to guess. What to think.

    Before I did something stupid, he told me to relax and sit beside him. He didn’t need to ask twice. I was beside him almost immediately.

    I was a little uncomfortable with my privates on display while his were covered up. I couldn’t quite figure out what that was all about. Was he trying to tell me his penis was off limits? I didn’t get it. But there I was in bed with him. Me just a little more naked than him. Our hips side by side. My leg grazing his.

    Jess was so relaxed and casual. I envied that in him. Of course, he’d done this all before. With Billy. With Justin. With his cousin. Even with girls.

    With all that experience I expected him to be more aggressive. But he was just lying beside me chilling as the DVD started with a shot of two naked guys in the 69 position.

    I was still hard and I couldn’t imagine how that was going to change unless I came. That’s what I was hoping for.

    As the cameraman got better and better angles on the guys swapping blow jobs, I could see Jess’ cock shifting in his boxers. Getting longer and harder. And finally what I was pretty sure must be full hard. I could see a little of the underside of it pushing the fly of his black boxers open. It was so incredibly hot to see a hard cock like that in person for the first time. My mouth was watering, my palms were sweating. My own cock just ached.

    I couldn’t believe Jess never touched his cock. It went from almost full soft to full hard in a minute or two with not a touch from his hand. Or sadly from mine.

    I kept thinking he was going to start playing with himself any second, but his hands stayed mostly on his flat stomach. His fingers interlinked. His eyes focused on the wrestlers on the screen. Not on me or my throbbing penis.

    I didn’t even realize I’d done it, but at some point I’d moved my hands. They were on my thighs. Kind of massaging myself with slow, but powerful rubbing motions. I guess I was so turned on. I needed to touch myself if Jess wasn’t going to.

    I decided to take matters into my own inexperienced hands. I lifted my right hand from my thigh and placed it on Jess’ thigh. At the same time I moved my leg enough to press it right up against Jess’ leg.

    Oh my god! I couldn’t believe what it felt like to touch another guy this way. His skin was so warm. I could feel his muscles beneath my fingers. Feel every hair beneath my hand. His hard penis was only inches away. I literally could not breathe for a moment. I’d never felt anything so . . . I don’t even know how to describe what that first touch was like for me. But it was better than edging. Better than jerking off. Maybe even better than a lot of times I had come alone in my room.

    Jess didn’t tell me to stop. He didn’t move away. He just seemed to be stretching his neck. Twisting it around and back. I heard it crackle and pop. He looked over at me and said, “That feels better.” I really didn’t know if he meant his neck, or having my hand on his thigh.

    This was like being in junior high again and trying for first base. But if this was how it had to be, I was going to make it happen. I started rubbing and massaging and squeezing my hand on Jess’ thigh as I rubbed and massaged and squeezed my own. I thought I saw his cock twitch when I squeezed the first time. Whatever! At least he wasn’t complaining.

    A few minutes later, one of the wrestlers had the other turned up on his shoulders and was straddling him. Deep fucking him. Things were progressing for me as well. My left hand moved in unison with the penetration on the screen before us. It was finally wrapped around my throbbing penis. And my right hand rested on Jess’ hard eight-inch cock. Not moving at first. Just resting.

    I saw Jess look over to watch me jerking my fully exposed cock. I looked him full in the face and his gaze turned from my cock to my eyes. He smiled in the laziest, most relaxed way. Almost yawning in peaceful content. Then I felt a gentle thrust of his cock against my hand. And then again. And again. He was humping my hand.

    I could hardly believe this. I wrapped my fingers around it. The loosed fabric of his boxers was almost like lube as I stroked his amazing hard cock. I could feel so much heat right through the fabric. I could see muscles rippling in his mid section as he worked himself like a pro in and out of my grip. It felt amazing. Like nothing I’d ever done before. Giving pleasure and seeing how good it made Jess feel. I could tell the way his body moved. I knew he must feel the way I did.

    I hoped he would return the favor, but nothing more happened. I kept playing with my own cock, stopping from time to time so as not to cum too soon. He paused whenever I paused. And when I started stroking myself, he started thrusting into my hand. And I jacked him as best I knew how.

    During one such pause, I got a whiff of this sexy man smell. It wasn’t my smell. It was Jess’. Like a powerful aphrodisiac to me. I rolled toward Jess and kissed him. I hoped that that was something he wanted. I had no way to know. He seemed to be offering me no guidance. But I could not have stopped if I tried. And to be honest I didn’t try.

    He kissed me back. Lips closed, but gently. His lips felt softer than I had thought a man’s lips would feel. More sensual. Less forceful. They felt good gently pressing against mine. I opened my mouth a little and Jess responded. I ran my nervous tongue across his lips. He didn’t pull away or tighten his lips.

    I opened my mouth more fully and let my tongue run across Jess’ teeth. His mouth too was opened more, allowing me to do whatever I wanted. From time to time I felt his tongue brush mine. But Jess seemed passive. Not resisting anything I did.

    I ran my tongue all around his mouth, challenging his tongue to take action. But his tongue seemed as relaxed as his body, accepting things as they came. I was a little puzzled by his reaction and finally withdrew back to my original place beside him.

    I let my hand remained where it had been. Holding its prize. Jess’ cock, which I had dreamed of so many times. Which I had imagined sucking so many times. Or imagined pressed against my throbbing cock. Or deep within my ass.

    It was my hand on Jess’ cock at last. I didn’t want to let it go. It felt too good. Too right.

    Jess let out a sigh. The most erotic sound. And the first real reaction he had given me other than staying so very hard in my grasp. Then I felt him shift and his face rubbed against mine. Almost animal like as he pushed his cheek against mine. His nose against my neck. His hair across my face.

    I thought I was going to cum right then. I had never touched a man. Not any man. And now I was touching Jess and he was touching me in this special, sexy, erotic way. I had never even imagined it in any of my fantasies. But I loved it!

    Within a few minutes the animal like touching of face to face had stopped. I was still propped against the headboard. But Jess had somehow maneuvered himself so he was sort of sitting between my legs, leaning back against me. His back was to my chest. His butt pressed against my aching hard-on. His head nestled against my shoulder. I could feel his stubble against my skin. Ohhhhh!

    I found both of my hands were entwined around his hard cock. He was resting peacefully and I felt free to do with him as I wanted.

    I wrapped my right hand around his hardened penis and with my left a tugged at his balls, easily accessibly through the ample fabric of his loose-fitting boxers.

    He leaned forward, away from me. I thought I must have done something wrong. Gone too far! I'd screwed up. I was sure of it. He reached down and pulled his shirt over his head, forcing me to release his penis from my grip. I decided I might as well take my T-shirt off too.

    When I was done, he leaned back against me. I didn't know if it was OK to touch his penis again or not. I hesitated. He reached down. Took my hands in his and placed them back on his hard-on. I felt like I couldn't be happier. Until he turned around and gave me a peck on my cheek and then settled back up against me. This was heaven!

    I started to jack Jess off. First slowly and then, urged on by the growing speed of his thrusts, I quickened my tempo. When I seemed to reach the speed Jess desired, his thrusting mostly stopped and he allowed me just to keep on jacking him.

    It was only a few minutes before I felt his body stiffen. I heard a sort of gurgling sound deep in his chest. I could feel the temperature of his entire body rise as it pressed against my own. I didn’t want this night to end. I slowed and finally stopped my stroking. Jess opened his eyes and looked at me. Still at peace, but with a look of lust in his sleepy eyes.

    I kissed him deeply. Still little response. But no resistance. And then that sound deep within him. I knew I was doing something right.

    I continued to kiss him, but as I did I couldn’t resist pumping my throbbing cock between his tight buns. I didn’t know what it felt like to fuck a man, but this felt unbelievably good to me. Jess gently pressed his buttocks back against my thrusting penis.

    Without even thinking, my hands were at work again. Stroking Jess at that tempo that seemed so perfect to him. Soon I felt his body tense again. I knew he was close. I knew I was close too. Jess started to rub his face against mine again. Like a cat. A wild cat. A tiger or a lion.

    He groaned. I tensed. His cock swelled in my hand. My cock throbbed against his butt. His cum, lots of cum, thick and warm and gooey splashed against my face. Against his face too I’m sure. I felt his body repeatedly stiffen and each time more cum. Not as powerful a blast as the first, but still so much volume.

    Each time he tensed, I felt his butts pressing, squeezing against my cock. The third or maybe fourth time, I came. No room for my cum to shoot the way it normally did. It was trapped between us. Encased in our hot flesh. Jess’ and mine. My cum forced its way between our sweaty bodies, letting the two of us in our heated passion slide flesh against slippery flesh.

    When Jess felt my cum against his butt, he started to rub his face against mine once again. He smeared his jizz. Licked some of it from my cheek and neck. I could feel some of it cooling and running down my shoulder.

    I was afraid I was about to wake up and find this had been a dream. But no, this was real. Jess was real. I was real.

    Finally Jess moved beside me, putting a pillow behind his head. I realized this moment was ending. Our moment. My first time. I rolled toward Jess and hugged him hard. He leaned into my hug, but didn’t return it.

    I rolled back and lay by his side, as I started to wonder why he had been so passive most of the night. Willing, accepting, but always the receiver. Never the giver. What was that about? Was that what Jess had become? Or was this a different Jess? Was that possible?

    I didn’t want to think about it. I wanted to enjoy our time together as our bodies cooled and relaxed beside each other's.

    It was a night to remember. I’d done what I’d set out to do and I didn’t regret it. I hoped I wouldn’t tomorrow, but I couldn’t really believe I would.

    To Be Continued . . .

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    Paul, Paul, Paul,
    I can understand the big debate over who should tell the tale of this encounter.

    I think I'd be feeling as confused as you, after a day/evening like that. Jess "getting comfortable", and putting his boxers on after doffing his jeans, and you doing the same, leaving you feeling a bit exposed by comparison . . .

    Oh, what a feeling, . . . BUT, JESS - Now we've GOT to hear what was going through your head - Why so Passive? That would drive me over the bend, too, I think. There's laid back, but holy shit, man. I know it may not be the next chapter, after HR reworked everything

    Other than that, What a HOT, STEAMY, CUMMY, GOOEY Chapter!
    I made sure I cleared the overnight postings before I left home this morning, hoping that HR's next installment would be the "trigger" e-mail -- and it WAS.

    To say I was a "bit uncomfortable" at my workstation while reading the post is an understatement! lol

    Paul, you are making HR's writing career look so easy - OK, HARD, maybe, but easy. The material you give him to work with.

    And, Jess, Keep this boy. He's a jewel. But I suspect that you already know that.

    HR, your usual impeccable HARD hitting penmanship, as usual.

    Thanks to all of you.

    One last thing, HR, will you include a post with a link to your new story on PH312 here, just in case some of we bozo's who don't always remember to get out to the forum can find it?

    Thanks,
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    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    OMG! I'm SO late for class right now but I HAD to read this before I left! That was so hot! Paul I think you did the right thing and not told him you knew who he was just yet. You are so lucky! Jess, why so passive? You were so hot for this guy, I thought that you'd attack him the moment the opportunity presented itself? You said that you'd let him make the first move, but I didn't think that you meant all the moves! lol But you made Paul one happy albeit confused guy that night. I'll be a couple more minutes late cleaning this cum but it was worth it...oh BOY was it worth it! I'll get to my story and post something there after class! Enjoy guys! And please be nice, it's my first time and I'm nervous as hell! lol

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    The story is great as usual and I can now say I am caught up on reading these awesome stories. I started reading them when you first posted this latest book and decided to begin with the first. I am glad that I did and that I have kept reading them until now. Keep up the great work.

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    It is times like this that i am glad that i have a fluid resistant Keyboard. LOL. I have a some friends in town from San Fran. They are straight and get a little weireded out when Zach and i love on each, so we havent had a change to get some relief. They just went to store when i started reading this, and im glad they did. That was the biggest load i have down in a while. ANd HR, Jess, and Paul you made that possible. Thank you so much.

    I guess like everyone else, i want to know why you were so passive Jess. I think maybe it is because you didnt want to push him away by going to far, so you let him go as far as he wanted.

    How i envy you right now paul. Being able to do that with a guy that many of us have fantasized about. You are very lucky.

    Im with Don, we have got to know what was going through your head as all this happened. I think that would make a great chapter. Even though it was repeat the same HOT sexy secene. Im not complaining thou. I would love to hear what it went down from Jess POV.

    Guys i love you, i love the work you are doing. It is great. Thank you. and keep us hard by bringing more chapters. So we can love you more.
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    OMFG!!! I made a Big mistake by reading this latest chapter while still wearing my boxers and sweats! And, I'm not just talkin' "Wet Spot"!!! "Animal" pulsed so HARD that NOW I've got HUGE, messy, GLOBS, to clean up!!! (And, I didn't even have to TOUCH "Him"!!!) WOWF! and Whew!! ("We" don't have a Smilie BIG enough to describe the Splatter!!) !!!

    How the HELL did you do that????

    I need some Oxygen!! I need to clean this "Mess" UP!! I've got to take some Vitamins!! Holy Jesus FUCK, hr, Paul and Jess!!

    You've really gotta Stop this! (NO! Don't you DARE!) This is like FUCKIN' KRYPTONITE!!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Quote Originally Posted by TimWhite07 View Post
    I guess like everyone else, i want to know why you were so passive Jess. I think maybe it is because you didnt want to push him away by going to far, so you let him go as far as he wanted.
    Jess,
    After I posted my comments, I had awhile to "mull over" the whole scenario.
    I suspect that Tim has hit it on the head. And now is when I provide HR with the fodder he so richly enjoys, me trying to see into the future, and paying mind/word games with me in the mailbag about it.

    You confessed to us, previously, how HOT you thought Paul was.
    Then you played it "oh so cool" when you were talking - I take it wherever I can get it. So, you played it ultra cool with Paul, quietly encouraging him, but being aloof.

    Taking your sweet time dropping your drawers, letting him do the same, Letting him get a nice view of your oh so magnificent butt/crack, checking him out, then donning your boxers in a casual fashion.

    But, the nuzzling, and putting Paul's hand back where it counted when it counted, that was telling, too.
    Then snuggling right into his lap, pushing your crack against his raging hard-on, encouraging him to hump one out of himself while he handled your needs, too.

    I'd still very much like to have a Vulcan mind-meld to see and feel what was going on in your mind.

    What did happen after the eruption? Did you and he clean each other up with your tongues? Did you head into the bathroom for a shower together? Did Paul wind up spending the night with you, spooned into your backside?

    Oh, the thoughts that run through my mind.

    Again, I'm in a public place, so I don't have the opportunity to let it all loose like our dear friends Chaz and Tim have done, but that just leaves me the more uncomfortable.



    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    OK. Maybe I never should have cut Chapter 9 short and let Paul tell Chapter 10. Now I've diverted from the project plan I was following and everyone -- especially Jess -- seems to want to hear what happened in Chapter 10 from Jess' viewpoint.

    Chapter 11 is from Jess' viewpoint. I am planning to start it about where Chapter 10 left off. I don't normally tell the same event from two different perspectives (although I did once in Book 1). If the majority of readers I hear from in the next 24 hours want me to turn the clock back a bit and let Jess tell his version of went on in the bedroom with Paul, I'll do it. But it means I'll need a few extra day. Like it won't get posted next week. Not like next week is guaranteed anyway because of some holiday.

    If you care about this, post a comment ASAP. I'll do my best either way. Jess, Paul and Billy, I already have your votes.

    Thanks. And regardless of how this turns out, try to stay happy. And stay hard!
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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    HR and Jess. You tell story how you want to, I have been keeping quiet as this story is such that I feel it needs to unwind before I make comments.
    But what I will say is that Jess is finding out that his life is taking a huge change and Paul is proving to be an interest Jess had not expected, let it play out.
    Good for both of the lads.
    Thanks HR, Jess and Paul.

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    Dear HR,

    Anything you write is fantastic ... do what you feel is best for the story line, & the boys!

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    HR, Jess, Paul,
    Whether it be a narrative telling, or a Post from "He, Himself", you can tell what my vote is, I suspect. lol I'd REALLY like to understand what was going through Jess' mind. I think, regardless of how you staged the chapter in the first place, we would have wanted BOTH guys' inner musings on this most crucial stage. I think the same was true back in book I when you did the double post.

    And, since Jess apparently REALLY wants to be heard, and it's HIS story, afterall, . . .

    Even the great ghostwriter [not much of a ghost, since your right out here in front, lol] can't control everything. Jess has proved that his story has a DEFINITE life of (his) own!


    And I know, if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest . . .

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    Jess and Paul, I promised to post and so I am. You already know this but for the record I came reading your latest chapter at luch today. You guys are so fucking hot together even when Jess is being a prude and only letting Paul cum on his ass. I hope all your chapters are that hot from now on. I love getting off to friends.

    HR, you know how I feel but I'm still voting. For the record let Jess tell us why he was such a prude.

    Jess,

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Hot update. Definitely excited about future updates hehe.

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    my vote is to turn back the clock a bit and let jess tell us what was going on in his head. then move on even if the chapter has to be a bit longer.
    "If I have to choose between loving you, and breathing. I would use my last breath to say I LOVE YOU."

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    Quote Originally Posted by TimWhite07 View Post
    my vote is to turn back the clock a bit and let jess tell us what was going on in his head. then move on even if the chapter has to be a bit longer.
    yeah, what he said

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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    When a story is this good, to have a bonus chapter thrown in is fantastic!

    Maybe Hardreader is a misnomer for Hardwriter - the Hardreaders are surely the fans of this magnificent thread.







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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    Hmmm ... Vote, huh? Well ... let's see ...

    Do I want to hear about the same "adventure" from Jess's POV? Get to know what was going through his Head while his "head" was going? Do I want to know what He was thinking while Paul was "creaming a dream"? Would I really mind the "repetition" (even though I've read the last 2 chapters over, and over, again)?

    Uh ... just give me a mo ... FUCK YES!!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Re: Jess' Story -- I Thought I Knew, Book 3

    I too want to know what Jess was thinking/feeling during this steamy session with Paul. I thought for sure that you'd be all over him, but maybe you will later? Anyway that was still hot so encore! Encore!

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