Taking Care of Jason

[Guest]

gsdx,
I havent read anything in the story section in quite a while. But I saw your name in the authors and thought of that globe jig saw puzzle you have been working on and wondered just how many talents you have. so I read your story. You do an excellent job with all of the grammar, quotation marks and such but an even better job at building your characters and scenes. I really felt like I knew the people you were writing about. In the beginning Jason was kinda Sylvester Stylone but I kept wanting him to have a soft loving side which you did give us.
I am pretty vanilla at sex. It always surprises me when people have 5 orgasms in a row, never have sore jaws and always seem to know exactly how to perform sexual acts. So some spots in the story were hard for me to associate with but some challanged me to be more like the heroes. I talked with my bf about the long blow jobs etc and he thinks we ought to try more stuff which I always do when he has an idea or fantasy that he wants to fulfill.
So keep inspiring us, taking those little turns in the stream like the piss stuff and having the 3 some. Dont know if we will go there but we try to think of trying things like pissing in the shower where it can be like in jest but not to humiliate and because it will get washed off right away.
Anyway I am impressed by your work and wanted to thank you. I especially liked using grandpas land with the stream etc tho I kept expecting someone to chance upon them. And the tolerance of the college kids seemed a little more accepting then any college I have attended. Yada Yada...
Thanksm, Tom

[Guest]

I work in a hospital right across from the university that I graduated from. Today while on an upper froor of the hospital I was looking out the window looking at the campus. I could just about picture where your story all began with Jason, Scott, Rob, the Science Building and the parking lot where Jason parked everyday. I was glad that you never mentioned a university name but allowed us to imagine it on our own campuses and the guys we remember as the most menacing, and vile or as the hot guys that we never had to nerve to approach sexually. Your characters are all growing in me and falling into a part of my history almost as if I really had lived the story with Scott. TY You are a great author in my eyes.

[caddymac]

Hope to see more in this story.
Thanks.

[hungbuzz]

more more more, i need and update on my boys.


Mikko

[gsdx]

There will be more to this story, but I'm concentrating on Watching Brad at the moment. I'm still battling being a non-smoker and I'm battling my weight. On top of all this, I'm battling other more personal issues as well.

I'll try my best to get an update here as quickly as I can.

[DeafFoxDemon]

it is fine with me, i can wait a long time before u update this story

[hungbuzz]

There will be more to this story, but I'm concentrating on Watching Brad at the moment. I'm still battling being a non-smoker and I'm battling my weight. On top of all this, I'm battling other more personal issues as well.

I'll try my best to get an update here as quickly as I can.

i hope that you are winning your personal battles and look foward to the next chapter when you are ready

Mikko

[hungbuzz]

hope there will be and update soon i miss the boys!

[gsdx]

hope there will be and update soon i miss the boys!

I promise that there will be. I'm writing it now, but I'm not sure when it will be finished. Before my illness, it wasn't uncommon for me to write for 10 to 12 hours a day, and sometimes even more. These days, I manage only a few hours per day. My life has changed dramatically over these past few months. Sorry, but, at least for now, this is the best I can do.

[hungbuzz]

i had no idea that you would write for 10-12 hours plus a day! your health is more important and you do not need to say sorry for that!

take care
Mikko

[White Eagle]

And besides that, I've seen him over at other forums one in particular took the time to tell us how many cells was in the smilies.

This one and this one .

I couldn't imagine writing all those chapters and taking time out for this. Of course I jest. but he is truly amazing!!!

[gsdx]

And besides that, I've seen him over at other forums one in particular took the time to tell us how many cells was in the smilies.

This one and this one .

You actually remember that? I forgot about it until you mentioned it just now.

Yes, indeed, I used to write a lot at one time. It wasn't uncommon for me to wake up at 7 or 8 in the morning, take a leak and make a pot of coffee (not at the same time, of course), and park my butt at the computer and start writing. I'd often stay there, taking time out only to eat supper and to watch Judge Judy and Stargate SG-1. It usually wasn't until after midnight that I'd shut down for the night and go to bed.

These days, I spend a lot less time at the computer and, weather permitting, I usually spend several hours away from the house.

My lifestyle has change dramatically recently. I'm sorry it has affected everyone else so much.

[Lucusvirginia]

Don't worry about putting more stress on yourself Neil to give us more because to be honest Neil I enjoy getting a new up date on Watching Brad more than I would if I was getting an update on Taking Care of Jason but don't think that I havn't enjoyed the both of these wonderful because I have but for some reason Watching Brad has always spoken to me more so and as for Taking Care of Jason that to has spoken to me but not as load as Watching Brad.

[harry113]

Hey Neil, Your health is far more important than us waiting for updates.
Keep up the good work!! & enjoy being outdoors!
Hugs
Harry

[cks53200]

Neil:

Your stories are incredible. They are so beautifully written. I know this thread hasn't been updated in a long time but it is still nice to give credit where credit is due, even when that credit is long overdue.

It is nice to see a writer on JUB that lets their stories carry on for a long time, giving their readers much to enjoy, especially when there are frequent updates. I cannot wait for the next few installments but until then get better and enjoy your new lifestyle.

Thank you so much for your time, talent, dedication, and brilliance. I hope that when I fianlly get to writing my book, it can be half as great as your stories are.

Again, thank you so much, oh and can't wait for more new chapters (soon hopefully)!

Chris

[muzakified]

Thank you for the lovely story... especially the last chapter

Take care of your health

[White Eagle]

Please stop apologizing. Your health is more important.
Sitting at your computer 10 to 12 hours a day ain't helping your weight loss.
You need exercise.
Hang in there, and thanks.

[caddymac]

We will wait for the next chapter. Take care of your health first.

[floorrunner]

looking forward to the next installment almost as much as Watching Brad.

[guywithsecrets9]

ooo i made it.
While i wait for the next chapter ima go read ur other stuff.
im sooo gonna get confused by characters, rofl.
Ur Simply awsome, and i can wait as long as needed.
but until then ill be imagining this story continuing with me as the delevery guy who wants in.


hehe

[madboy4u]

Ok, I don't even know where to start. I have been reading this for the past several days... and have enjoyed it many times so far .

You really have a way with words that only very few have. The way you switched to telling Shawn's story was amazing... and I loved the '*~*~' to offset between telling his story and Scotty's. You add such a small hint of subtle humor in your stories which I love... I always catch onto them and chuckle to myself. You have an amazing way of developing these main characters; telling their story in such astute detail that it is extremely easy to tell the difference between their personalities and traits.

But what I love above all else is how you develop and portray the love between couples in the story. Absolutely beautiful... so beautiful that it brings tears to my eyes at times. You write it so that it seems so real, that you can just picture the sensual moments they have with each other as if you were watching a movie. Such a beautiful thing you create... unbelievable!

I do hope to continue seeing updates to this story, but please do, first and foremost, take care of yourself. The stories can always wait... you have captivated your readers to the point that we will wait as long as necessary to read the next chapter! I could go on forever ranting and raving about all the different things I love about your story... I'm sure I will feel the same way when I begin reading "Watching Brad". Thank you so much!

[apdragon]

So, is this story officially done ? I notice no updates in months and months.
What a shame...........such incredible writing !
Thank you for GSDX for all you do !

[gsdx]

So, is this story officially done ? I notice no updates in months and months.
What a shame...........such incredible writing !
Thank you for GSDX for all you do !

There have been problems in my life and I am having a difficult time getting back into this story. I wrote most of a chapter and lost it in a hard drive crash. I've rewritten the part I lost but can't seem to get myself going again.

Just know that I haven't given up on it entirely.

[apdragon]

thank you so much for your reply ! I certainly appreciate all the effort you go thru to keep us happy. Best holiday wishes and hopes for a better new year !

[sheep]

Neil
Take all the time you need. My libido will be waiting when you can write again,

[erasfred]

When it comes to unsafe sex practices, oral sex is the safest one. All thanks to the human saliva.

Have you heard about Proteaze Inivitors treatment for HIV? Well, Proteaze is an enzine present on the saliva (it is what helps us transform the starch from the bread into sugar, among other things) Turns out that Proteaze is particulary harmful to the HIV virus.

Of course, I´m no heath care professional, so this statement should be verified with someone truly qualified.

Besides, fellating someone who is whearing a latex condom must be one of the most distasful experiencies you can ever have (been there, done that). The taste of latex remains in your mouth the entire night after that ! :-( Thanks God for the fruit flavoured condoms !!

Hi Apollux

here I have to agree with you.I am not a medical professional but I have to say that due to circumstances that I have done extensive research on this matter and oral sex is one of the safest when it comes to unsafe sex practices.

Just my egg to be laid in this.

Rassie

[gsdx]

Happy New Year, my friends!

The wait has been long. I hope this is worth it.



TAKING CARE OF JASON
Chapter 35

Jason started to laugh to himself. His body started to shake and that shook my body as well. I was sitting between his legs at the time, leaning back against his massive, hair-covered chest in the Jacuzzi bathtub as jets of bubbling water swirled around us and tickled us in ways we could only imagine. Jason had his arms around me and crossed over my chest, holding me close to him in a tender, loving embrace which belied the size of his arms and body. The thumb on his right hand casually rubbed over my left nipple and circled the tiny nub like a moon in orbit around it.

It was one of my favourite places to be.

"What's so funny?" I asked without turning around.

"How long do you think it took The Lone Ranger to get Football Butt out of his pants after we dropped them off?"

I began to laugh, too. "I bet Ren had Chuck's pants open before they even got the door closed."

"Chucky surprised me. Who would have thought he'd be the first one to suck dick?"

"Especially when he didn't want to touch one at first. Hell, he didn't even want his crotch to come anywhere near Ren's and the next thing you know he's chowing down on Ren's meat."

Jason laughed heartily. His hand might have slipped off my left pec, but I was holding it there with my own hand.

"All it took was someone to show him where the closet door was," Jason said as he hugged me tightly. I felt him pressing his lips against the side of my head and kissing my hair, and then he put his cheek against my head and held me some more.

I loved being there. . . in his arms. Even with the heat of the roiling water, I could feel the heat from Jason's body seeping into me, warming me from the outside in. I felt completely safe there. Nothing could ever hurt me when he held me like that. He wouldn't let anything hurt me.

"I could stay right here forever," I said offhandedly.

"I'd love it if you could," Jason replied as he pulled his arms even tighter around me. "Don't go to school tomorrow. Stay here with me."

"I'd love to, but. . ."

"I'll hire someone to go for you and take notes and record your classes."

That made me laugh again. "It's not the same, Jason."

"You don't have to go, you know," he said tenderly, nuzzling my hair with his rugged and stubbled cheek. "As long as you're here with me, you'll never have to go to work anyway, Babe. You know that. I'll always take care of you, Scotty. Always and forever."

"I know you will, Jason, but my education is important to me."

"And I'm not?"

I twisted around so I could look at him. "You are more important to me than anything or anyone."

"Then stay home with me."

Jason's dark eyes, deeply shaded by the heavy brows hanging over them, bored themselves into me and I felt my will melting under his gaze. As if to give me a preview of what I had in store for me if I agreed to stay home, Jason slowly raised the fingers of his right hand to my cheek and lowered his face until his lips found mine, and then he proceeded to give me a kiss which I would remember for days and days to come.

It was tender and slow and seemed to go on and on and on and, as he kissed me, his fingers caressed my skin with the softness of a downy feather and left tiny trails of warmth behind. His tongue brushed against my lips with the softness of a whisper and the gentle breath from his nostrils wafted across the skin of my cheek with the warmth of a gentle summer's breeze. There wasn't any expectation in that kiss. There was nothing but love and tenderness, and it left me breathless and panting. When he finally ended it and moved his head back so he could look into my eyes again, his eyes moved to my eyebrows and, with his fingers still resting on my cheek, his thumb rose to my brow and stroked it twice before he gaze dropped to me eyes again.

"Stay home with me, Scott," he whispered.

I gulped loud enough to be heard over the gurgling water and nodded my head slightly. How could I possibly decline an invitation like that?

Jason kissed my forehead. "I love you so much," he whispered, and then he kissed me again.

After the kiss, I settled back into his arms and we sat there in silence for quite some time, simply enjoying the feel of our bodies touching each other. Jason broke the silence. "Hey. Have you ever. . ." and then he whispered the rest of his question into my ear.

"Nope," I answered quickly as I turned my head to look up into his beautiful face again. "Never."

"Let's do it!"

A grin spread across my lips. "You're kidding, right?"

"No, I'm not kidding," he said excitedly. "Come on, Scotty. Let's do it. It'll be fun," he promised. Then, without waiting for a response from me, he turned his head toward the bathroom door and in a voice so loud that it made me jump, "Shawnie!!"

"Holy, shit, Jason!" I said as I cringed away from his bellowing voice. "Three words: In Ter Com!"

"Oh, yeah," he grinned at me. "Too late."

Ever vigilant, Shawn appeared in the doorway moments later. He was dressed in iridescent shorts that clung to his bubble butt and seemed to shimmer tiny rainbows with even the smallest movements of his incredible body.

"Sir?" he said.

"First off," Jason said, "how's Jimmy getting on?"

"Fine, Sir," Shawn replied with a more-than-satisfied grin and a happy little lilt in his voice. "He's in our be. . . I mean my bedroom."

"It's his bedroom, too, Shawnie," Jason said sincerely. "As long as you want it to be. You know that."

Shawn nodded. "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."

"Good. Look. Scotty and I just had this great idea. Here's what I need you to do."

I don't know how Shawn could always keep track of everything and remember it all without taking notes, but I knew him well enough now to know that he could and would be able to do so. He would make it happen.

"Think you can handle it all and be ready for tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, Sir," Shawn promised. "Leave it to me."

"We'll help you if you need it," I offered.

"Thank you, Sir," Shawn replied to me, "but I'm certain James and I will be able to handle it."

"Make a list of what we don't have," Jason added. "We'll go shopping in the morning."

"Yes, Sir. Anything else?"

Jason thought for a moment before saying, "Nah. Don't think so."

"Leave everything to me, Sir. I'll have it ready by tomorrow morning."

* * * * *

Both Jason and I were pretty-much sexed out after the houseful of guest we'd had all weekend, so, with nothing better to do, we finished our bath and sat on the sofa watching some mindless television until the evening meal was ready. Later, we got dressed and went out shopping for the things Jason wanted to get. I had no idea what we would need, but Jason seemed to have a pretty good idea and soon found a friendly and helpful young man who was more than willing to lead us around and help us find what Jason wanted. He was cute enough and filled his pants well enough that I was quite content simply to follow him around the store enjoying the scenery.

I began to wonder where we were going to put everything Jason was buying and actually surprised myself by suggesting that he buy a roof rack, too. Our young friend was only too eager to locate the best one for us and to explain how to attach it to the roof of the car. It even had a waterproof cover to go over everything in case it rained, and it matched the colour of my eyes. I'm sure that's why Jason bought it.

Jason surprised me then by grabbing me in his arms, right there in the store, right there in front of our young salesman, and pasted his lips and his body against mine. When I had first met Jason so many months ago, he had a image to uphold and he didn't want anyone to think that he might be gay. Hell, even I didn't know he was gay back then. I thought he was an asshole whose only interest was getting his balls drained as often as he could. Quid pro quo and all that.

Sure, he was open at home and didn't seem bothered that our new friends knew that he liked cock, but outside the flat, he never even gave that impression. And now, there he was, kissing me where anyone could see and telling me how much he loved me. It didn't seem to bother him anymore.

I kinda liked that.

Okay, I lied. I liked it a lot!

* * * * *

There was no sex for us that night. Both Jason and I were still pretty-much running on empty and it was going to take some time to get our energies and bodily fluids back to par. I don't know about Jason, but I was pretty certain that I couldn't even scrounge up a bit of precum for him to lick off the tip of my dick let alone reward him with a full load of ball juice for him to suck out of it. That's why we'd spent all that time in the bathtub without even the stirrings of a hardon from either of us, and that's why the cutie in the store hadn't been able to do anything more than to get my heart racing a bit faster. For the first time in my life - and probably for the first time in Jason's life as well - we were totally and undeniably sexed out. For the first time since I was about twelve years old, I didn't feel like having sex. I'm not kidding you. It's a very strange feeling.

I don't know how long Shawn and James worked on preparations for the next day after we went to bed, but we could still hear noises in the kitchen as we lay together on the bed. Jason lay sprawled on his back and I lay sprawled on Jason. His shoulder makes the most wonderful pillow and his chest and stomach make a wonderful resting place for my arm. For good measure, I had my right leg thrown over his thigh and my foot rested on the mattress between his legs.

Jason has his right arm wrapped around my back, pulling me into his furry chest. I lay there in silence revelling in the smell of his manliness. There was a whole lot of man there to suck up. More than enough for each nostril. I think that's why I liked having Jason just hold me. That way, I could just sit there or lie there and do nothing but smell him. No cares. No worries. No agenda. Just smelling him. Put me in a room with a thousand men, stick Jason in there somewhere, and you can blindfold me and bind my hands six ways to Sunday and I'll find Jason just by following my nose. Come to think of it, I could find him just by licking him, too. I knew Jason's taste as well as I knew his smell, and I loved it all.

What's even better is that it was all mine, whenever I wanted it.

So, that's how we fell asleep that night - madly in love with each other - and that's how we woke up the next morning.

* * * * *

Shawn the Wonder Boy. That's how I think of him. I swear, that man should wear a Super Hero costume - maybe something in body-hugging, cobalt-blue Spandex with a large, fiery-gold and elaborate ‘S' for ‘Shawn' emblazoned on his chest with a lighter-hued, billowing, flowing cape attached to the back of his neck, supple and embossed boots reaching to mid calf, and skin-tight trunks which all match his golden-blond hair. No supporting pouches or swimmers' cups to hide his endowment, either. No disguises and no extra padding. Just the material to hold him in place for the whole world to see just how sexy that guy truly is.

"But what about the cape covering his ass?" you might ask. "How can you even think to cover up something as amazing at that?" Well, not to worry, my friends. No cape could possibly hide those luscious mounds for long. Believe me. I know. There was a time a few weeks ago when Shawn began to lounge around in a large, baggy T-shirt with ‘Eat Me' silk-screened on the front. Jason had bought it for him as a joke, but Shawn wore it proudly, and usually with nothing else underneath it. It was large enough that it hung down almost to Shawn's mid thighs and would have been loose on Jason, but it still wasn't loose enough to hide Shawn's magnificent butt cheeks. It would take one of P.T. Barnum's circus tents to hide those things.

Oh, the happy times I spent on my knees behind that boy with my head tucked under the T-shirt and my face shoved in his ass as he stood at the kitchen sink peeling potatoes and preparing veggies for our supper. Shawn never seemed to mind, and he always kept himself meticulously clean just for such occasions. He never knew he'd find my face planted between those cheeks with my pointed tongue drilling its way into him from behind. He never objected, either. More often than not, I'd be rewarded with a fresh load of that sweet nectar from his balls.

Shawn didn't even have to jerk himself off to cum during those moments. It usually just happened from the rimming he received. He enjoyed blowjobs, sure, but he liked having me chow down on his ass even more. I'd be there on my knees, my fingers digging into his rock-solid glutes to hold him in place and my thumbs pressing into the valley between his butt cheeks and pulling them apart, allowing me free access to my prize, as Shawn went about his duties, usually with his hardon pressed against the lower kitchen counter. When the ‘point of no return' arrived, he would pull his ass free from my face, spin himself around, and I'd suddenly find his bloated cock bouncing and spasming and throbbing and dripping long strings of clear fluids from the piss slit, ready and anxious to blast away. Then he'd place his hands over my cotton-covered head and push his hips forward, knowing that my mouth would be there, wide open, ready, and waiting for him to shove his cock inside and let his juices fly. And I would eagerly accept every single drop of it.

Invariably, Jason would be standing beside us by that time, his cock hard and being stroked by his experienced hand, awaiting his turn. He'd be standing beside Shawn, his left arm around Shawn's back and encouraging him to give me everything Shawn had and, when Shawn had done so, he would pull his wilting cock out of my mouth and lift the T-shirt over my head. Jason's cock would be there, quivering in anticipation. Moments later, it would fill the void in my mouth left by Shawn's withdrawn cock and, after some talented mouth action on my part, Jason's cum would soon be joining Shawn's load while Shawn would be on his knees sucking the load out of my own balls.

We all enjoyed those nights when we ate dessert before we ate our dinner.

Shawn never wore that shirt when we had company, though. It was a private thing he did just for us.

So, there we were, awake in our bed in virtually the same position we'd been in when we went to sleep. The only difference was that we both had hardons. We didn't do anything with them right then, though. Shawn, the Wonder Boy that he is, was already awake and somehow knew that we were awake as well. It's like he's got a ‘Radar O'Reilly' thing going on there.

Jason and I were in the middle of our good morning kiss. Jason had pulled me on top of him and our lips and tongues were swapping spit when I sensed Shawn's presence behind me and cut the kiss short. I turned my head toward the door and there was Shawn, standing in the open doorway, fully dressed in crisp, white shorts and a dark blue pullover shirt and waiting patiently and holding a serving tray with two steaming mugs of coffee for us.

"My apologies," he said as he came forward to serve our coffee. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

"Not interrupting, Shawnie," Jason grinned widely. "We just woke up."

"Yes. I know. I've been waiting."

I was puzzled. He looked like Shawn. He sounded like Shawn. He even smelt like Shawn. But it wasn't quite the Shawn I was used to. There was something different about him, and I tried to put my finger on it. Jason, however, seemed completely oblivious to the subtle differences.

I rolled off Jason and onto my back beside him. We pulled ourselves up into sitting positions as Shawn held out our coffee for us.

"Suppose you want to know what we want for breakfast, eh, Shawnie?" Jason said, taking a large sip from his mug.

"Yes, Sir."

Jason just said, "Surprise us," and then he told Shawn we'd be right out.

"Yes, Sir," Shawn repeated, but he hesitated a few brief moments and there was a curious look in his eyes which told me that he didn't really want to go just then, like there was something on his mind and he wanted to talk about it.

"Is everything okay, Shawn?" I asked, genuinely concerned.

Shawn managed a weak smile and said, "Everything is fine, Sir. I'll begin preparing breakfast."

"Wait!" I said. Shawn stopped and turned back around to face me. I climbed out of bed, careful not to spill my coffee. Shawn ignored my hardon.

"Scotty?"

I ignored Jason for the moment as I moved around the bed and stopped in front of Shawn. "Something's wrong, Shawn," I told him. "I can see it. Now tell us what it is."

"It's nothing, really," he said, and that curious look filled not only his eyes, but his face as well. And then I put my finger on the thing I'd been missing. It was ‘sadness'. "I just need to ask you a favour, that's all."

"Sure, Shawnie," Jason said. "Anything. Anything at all."

Again, there was a hesitation as Shawn struggled to keep his composure. "James would like us to drop him off at home when we leave."

"Sure," Jason said happily. "Wants to pick up something?"

Shawn didn't reply immediately, but stood there and turned his eyes to the floor.

"He doesn't want to go with us, does he?" I asked.

Shawn's eyes lifted toward mine. He stared into my eyes with the look of a sad puppy and shook his head slowly back and forth. "He thinks he's imposed himself enough already and he's afraid he's keeping me from my duties. He's afraid he'll get me fired."

Jason didn't say a word. He simply tightened his grip on his coffee mug, swung his legs out of bed, and stood up. "Where is he?"

"In the kitchen," Shawn replied. "Waiting for me."

"Right," Jason said firmly as he walked past both of us and headed for the door, still naked and with his hardon bobbing back and forth in front of him with every step. "Follow me."

I fell in line behind Jason and Shawn fell in line behind me as our little convoy made its way down the hall to the kitchen. James must have heard us coming. He was standing up in front of his chair on the opposite side of the table when we got there. The strangest look came over his face when he saw Jason. Now, my guy is intimidating at the best of times, but standing there in front of you, stark naked and with his cock ramrod stiff and pointing right at you and with his dark brows furrowed so that they looked like one long line of hair over his eyes, he could look scary as hell.

Jason came to a halt opposite James and lifted his arm, his index finger pointing directly at Shawn's friend. "You," he grumbled harshly. "Park it!"

James quickly sat down, clasping his hands together on the table in front of him so hard that his knuckles turned white. The look of fear on his handsome, young face changed into a look of absolute terror and his ears turned molten magma red. I glanced beneath the table, half expecting to see a puddle of pee gathering there. Poor guy. I knew Jason would never do anything to hurt him, but he can be extremely persuasive with a mere glance.

"Shawnie tells me you don't want to go with us."

"I. . ." James gulped and cleared his throat. "I don't want to get in the way."

"I'll tell you if you ever get in the way, Jimmy" Jason said. "This is Shawnie's home, and as long as he wants you here, you're welcome to be here. I'm going to say this just once, so listen up, okay? I need Shawnie to be there with me for the next few days and Shawnie needs you to be there with him. That means I need you, too. So. If you don't want to go with us because you don't want to go, then fine. No problem. I'll take you home. But, if you don't want to go just because you think you'll be in the way, then that's a problem. Shawnie isn't going to be very happy if that's the reason. And if Shawnie isn't happy, I'm not happy, either. And trust me, Jimmy. You really don't want to see me not being happy."

Jason fell silent and sucked back a big gulp of his coffee, not taking his eyes off of James. I glanced at Shawn. He was holding his breath.

"So, Jimmy," Jason continued, "what's it to be? Do you really want me to take you home?"

James didn't dare look away from Jason. There was only a brief pause before he began shaking his head back and forth. I heard Shawn let out the breath he'd been holding. "No," James said meekly. "I don't want to go home."

"Good boy," Jason said, smiling at James for the first time that morning. Two separate eyebrows could be seen once again. "Stay here and keep Shawnie company, would ya? Then come get us when breakfast is ready. Scotty and I will be in our bedroom." As he turned to leave, with me hot on his tail, he added, "Refills in five, Shawnie?"

"Yes, Sir," Shawn grinned happily. "Thank you, Sir."

Back in the bedroom, Jason took the mug from my hands and set it, along with his, on the bedside table. He took me in his arms, trapping our now slightly softer cocks between us. His voice was hushed as he asked, "Think I was too hard on him?"

"Just a little bit, maybe."

"He'll get over it," Jason smiled. "As long as Shawnie's happy." He kissed me then, picking up where we'd left off minutes earlier. Of course, that stiffened him up again and I could feel my own cock starting to rise as well.

I reluctantly cut the kiss short. "Can we pick this up again in the bathroom?" I asked. "I've really got to piss and I won't be able to go if we keep this up."

Jason gave me a small, quick peck on the lips. "Anything for my Babe." As he led me to the bathroom, his right arm over my shoulders, he asked, "Can I hold it for you?"

"Only if I can hold yours."

Jason held my cock and I held his. We stood there, pissing side-by-side and allowing our streams to tango with each other before splashing noisily into the toilet bowl. I started to stiffen up again, and so did Jason. It was impossible to prevent it from happening. Jason could make taking a piss sexy.

As our morning pisses gradually ended and the streams turned into dribbles and drips, our lips locked together once more and our fingers wrapped around each other's rapidly stiffening rods and began a steady stroking. Jason's cock soon filled my hand, rock solid and firebrand hot against my palm. Despite our satiation from the day before, we were both very ready and very anxious to pop our nuts again. I took a moment to grab a plastic, pump-action bottle of hand lotion from the vanity beside me and squirted a suitable amount into each of our right hands. Not only did the scented lotion make our skin baby-bottom soft and smooth, it also made an excellent lube for whacking off.

Jason stood to my right side with his slick right hand reaching around and over my arm to get to my cock. My own right arm was wrapped around his cock. His left arm came up behind my head, his strong fingers grasping my hair in his fist and turning my face toward his. He pulled our lips together again and held them there as our hands stroked and taunted each other. Our mouths and tongues did everything mouths and tongues could do to another mouth and tongue. We devoured each other as our hands danced and teased each other's cocks into a veritable frenzy.

It hadn't been our intention to cum that morning, but that's what happened. Our lips were locked together and our moans of excitement echoed and rumbled deep inside each other. Desperate gasps of breath were sucked rapidly and noisily through our nostrils as we sucked face and pumped cock. Jason's gasps and moans mingled with mine, and, as our excitement and need mounted, they came with greater urgency and regularity. We raced toward our orgasms, pumping our hands over lotion-slick skin and coaxing the balls into action, encouraging them to empty themselves of their treasure.

I could feel my tension rising. Beneath my fingers, I could feel Jason's tension rising as well. We were each moments away from cumming, but I was closer. I tried to wait for Jason and failed. With one final scream of ecstacy into his mouth, I unleashed the torrent of my orgasm. Long strands of cum flew out of my cock landed wherever it would. Again and again, I blasted out my jism, and, encouraged by my own release, Jason's balls catapulted his own cum with such force that I could hear it splattering against the wall in front of us.

Still, we kissed, loving each other as our orgasmic excitement slowly eased and faded away. Our hands gradually slowed to gentle and slow caresses, teasing the final drops of cum from our bodies and letting it hang off our cocks before breaking away and falling into the toilet bowl in front of us with feathery splashes which echoed off the porcelain. Slowly, those sounds ceased and faded into silence.

We were so into ourselves that we didn't even notice we had company until we became aware of the sound of the shower running beside us and the steam filling the bathroom. We broke our lip lock on each other and turned to our left. Shawn was standing there.

"I'll clean that up," he smiled mischievously as he pointed toward the toilet. We looked and saw the results of our orgasms dripping down the wall and gathering on the sparkling porcelain like tiny strings of pearls. "Can't leave you boys alone for a minute, can I?" he laughed. "Okay. You guys grab a quick shower and then get your lazy-assed butts out to the kitchen for your breakfast before I toss it down the disposal."

I looked up at Jason and blinked. "Are you going to let him talk to us like that?"

Jason blinked back, then his lips curled up at the corners. "Oh, I think so, Babe. I don't want to spoil his good mood now that Jimmy's going with us."

I nodded as Jason broke away from me and took a step toward Shawn, put his hand on Shawn's shoulder, and leaned down to give him a loving kiss on the cheek. "Promise me you'll never quit, Shawnie," he said softly.

"Promise me you'll never fire me," Shawn replied with a grin.

Jason's hand moved from Shawn's shoulder to his face, gently cupping Shawn's cheek in his palm. "I hope you never give me a reason to have to do that, Shawn. That would be a very sad day indeed."

He kissed Shawn again, on the lips this time, and then stepped aside so I could give him a kiss of my own. When our kiss ended and our lips parted, Shawn stood there for a few moments, staring into my eyes. "Don't be long in the shower," he said with a gentle smile, then turned away from me to gather the cleaning supplies from beneath the vanity so he could clean up our little mess.

As Jason and I stepped into the shower together, Shawn cheerfully whistled as he went about his duties. I don't think I'd ever seen him so happy. For the first time since Jason told me his plans the night before, I was truthfully beginning to look forward to the adventure of the next few days and all the fun I was sure we'd all have together.

Fuck college. At least for the next few days.

To Be Continued

[harry113]

What a great update Neil, Thankyou
Even with all thats been happening you have kept this in mind and continued with a bang!!!
Hugs
Harry

[apdragon]

Bravo, Bravo !! :=d::=d::=d::=d:

[ronboy]

I dream of loving a man like Jason. Soooooo hot........

Thanks Neil!

[arogersb]

A nice New Year's present. Thank you, Neil.

[caddymac]

Great Chapter Neil. Love this story!!! Thank you.

[fjp999]

Just found this story and cant wait to get into it. The reviews are amazing so I am really excited.

Hope your health is improving,
take care,
frank

[BlueD]

wow, that's fantastic...cannot wait to see their plan....
Happy new year to you, Neil...

-Blue

[panic1]

YAY Finally. Feels like iv been waiting for that forever ! Thank you x

[hungbuzz]

well worth the wait Neil! and happy new year!


Mikko

[RhodanP]

The last chapter was just great. I find the characters Shawn and James interesting. Hope this new years brings you the best in your health.

[laal90031]

just wanted to say that taking care of jason and watching brad are great.

[sheep]

I missed the boyz but found it easy to get back into the story.

[gsdx]

Thanks for all the comments and encouragement, everyone. I've been getting back into the story again and have been thinking about future chapters. I don't think you'll have to wait quite so long for the next update. (I've already started writing it. )

[kcm17480]

That was well worth the wait. Can't wait to see what the adventure is about.

[Matt18]

Ive only read 10 Chapters of Jason so far but I like it just as much as Watching Brad. Keep up the good work Neil.

[ukbrit]

Hi Neil, hope you are able to keep up with Jason story as well as Brad, both are great and have my full attention.

Jeff.

[gsdx]

Hi Neil, hope you are able to keep up with Jason story as well as Brad, both are great and have my full attention.

Jeff.

I haven't forgot Jason. Don't worry. I should be posting another chapter quite soon.

[PhoenixRising]

I haven't forgot Jason. Don't worry. I should be posting another chapter quite soon.

*uses best Paris Hilton voice*

That's hot.

[Matt18]

Ive just finished all the parts so far and I love this story! I cant wait to read more.

[kiltlover]

I can't help thinking that Jason is bullying Scott into not going to school. Sure, if Jason is as rich as we think then he'll never have to work but that isn't the point! Does Scott have any friends outside the apartment? - No! Maybe I'm just a pessimist but I think that's really unhealthy.

Also, no matter how many times Jason calles him 'Babe' and tells him he loves Scott...his love for Shawn is far more believable than whatever he feels for Scott.

Great story anyway - ignore me being nit-picky. Keep writing!

[Matt18]

isnt Jason the one going to school? Im confused.

[Matt18]

I cant wait to read more of this story.

[gsdx]

Also, no matter how many times Jason calles him 'Babe' and tells him he loves Scott...his love for Shawn is far more believable than whatever he feels for Scott.

This is spooky. Did you hack my computer and read the next chapter?

isnt Jason the one going to school? Im confused.

Scott is the one going to college and that's where he met Jason. There was talk about Jason wanting to attend, but I don't believe he ever really did. I'm not sure what he was doing hanging around the college, though, or why he was invited to that party at the beginning of the story, but it just sort of morphed into what it is now.

As for Scott going to school, he wants to attend to get his diploma, but I don't think Jason wants him to. Again, it's just one of the things that happened within the story that I've had to deal with as events unfolded.