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    Re: Taking Care of Jason

    TAKING CARE OF JASON
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    Jason looked at me as if I was nuts. "I wasn't serious, Scott," he said. "I was only making a comment."

    "So was I, but I was serious about it."

    His eyes flashed back and forth from the street ahead to my face. The joviality was gone from his. "But I thought you loved me."

    "I do," I said. "More than anything. And you love me, too, right?"

    "You know I do."

    "You watched me with Rob. Did that make you love me any less?"

    "No," he said. His face showed that he was obviously confused.

    "Okay, then," I said. "How did you feel when you watched me blow him?"

    Jason thought for a bit. "To be honest, it was pretty hot."

    "And how was the blowjob I gave you after it?"

    His lip curled up into a grin as he remembered. He reached down and squeezed his bulging crotch. "Are you kidding? I damned near blew your head off."

    "And the fuck?"

    Jason nodded. "I see your point."

    "Game. Set. Match."

    He glanced at me again and fell silent when he looked back out the windshield. He was quiet for quite a while. "I'd rather watch you do it," he said finally. "That way, I could jerk off while you do it."

    "Wouldn't you rather suck him off and then let me suck you off?"

    I waited patiently for his response. "No," he said finally.

    Jason was blowing my mind. Still, though, his idea was tickling my nuts big time. I knew I could blow him, no problem. It didn't hurt that much giving Jason a blowjob. It was cumming when he sucked me that just about killed me.

    "So," I said to him. "Which one of us talks him into it?"

    "I will," Jason said. He looked at me again, grinned wickedly, and winked. "This is going to be fun."

    I was beginning to think so, too.

    "You sure you don't mind if I cum without you?" he asked. "I mean, I promised I wouldn't."

    "I'm not doing it," I said. "You are. Besides, I told you yesterday it could be weeks before I can cum again. If this makes you feel good, then I'm all for it."

    "A pact, then," Jason said. "Just for sex. No emotions."

    "Just sex." I held out my fist and Jason punched it lightly. The pact was sealed.

    * * * * *

    Jason parked his car at the entrance to the underground parking and got out to tell the fat guy where to park the van. He climbed back in his car, drove into the parking lot below and found his space. We rode the elevator up to the lobby. I stayed by the elevator as Jason went out the front door to greet the movers again and guide them in. Of course, Fatso was standing around telling the others what to do.

    The middle guy was up in the van, sliding boxes and bags along the metal floor with his foot. He wasn't hot, by any means. Average-looking, and kind of thin. He certainly didn't have the muscle the younger guy had. He had long legs, though, and big feet.

    The young guy with all the muscles was on the ground, lifting the boxes from the back of the van and loading them onto the two-wheeled cart. When it was filled to capacity, he grabbed the handles, tilted it back, and pushed it in front of him as he followed Jason into the apartment building. I really hoped he would be into this. He was so quiet and unassuming, but he was sexy as hell and cute as a button.

    I called up the elevator and we all entered together and rode up to Jason's apartment.

    "What's your name?" Jason asked.

    "Finn, Sir," the young man answered.

    "Why in hell do you let them push you around like that?"

    Finn shrugged. "I'm the new guy. I don't have much choice."

    "There are always choices," Jason said. "They're going to make you lug all this stuff upstairs by yourself, aren't they?"

    "Probably. It's my job."

    "We'll see about that," Jason said emphatically. Jason knew just how much of the ‘asshole' side of him to turn on.

    The doors slid open and Jason led us down the hall to his door and pushed it open. Shawn was there in a moment to greet us. "Shawn, get this man something to drink," Jason said.

    "Certainly," Shawn said politely. "What would you like?"

    "Um, I don't know," Finn said. "What do you have?"

    "Juice. Soft drinks. Milk. Water."

    "Do you have any ginger ale?"

    Shawn nodded and smiled. "Right away, Sir," he said, and disappeared as quickly as he had appeared moments earlier.

    "This way," Jason said, leading us to the bedroom. "You can pile the stuff there." He pointed to a space beside one of his dressers.

    Finn rolled the cart into place and carefully unloaded the boxes onto the floor. His ass strained against his uniform pants as he bent over and I could clearly see the outline of his briefs. Before he finished, Shawn arrived with his glass of ginger ale, complete with ice. When Finn was finished unloading the cart, he accepted the glass from Shawn. As Shawn began to leave again, Finn put the glass to his lips and drank. And he kept drinking.

    "Shawn," Jason said. Shawn stopped. Finn drained the glass, the ice tinkling as it fell against itself and his upper lip. "Top it up again, please."

    Shawn accepted the empty glass and left to refill it.

    "Take a breather," Jason said. He pulled his wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans and picked out a fifty-dollar bill. "Here," he said, holding the bill out to Finn. "This is for you."

    "I can't accept that, Sir," he said.

    "My name's Jason, and this is Scott, and yes you can." Jason folded the bill in half, then in half again, and tucked it into Finn's front-left pants pocked. He pushed it down all the way, his whole hand following it. Finn stood there, frozen in place. "You've been working your ass off while those other two shits have been standing around with their thumbs up theirs. You deserve it."

    Shawn entered. He ignored Jason's hand in Finn's pocket and handed the young man his ginger ale. "Anything for you, Sir?" he asked Jason.

    "No, thanks, Shawn."

    Shawn looked at me. "I'm fine, thanks." I said. Shawn left the bedroom as Jason pulled his hand slowly back out.

    "You can do a little something else for us, though," Jason said. I saw the curl of a smirk forming on his lips.

    "Sure," Finn said.

    "Scott, here, is the world's best cocksucker, and he wants to suck yours."

    Finn almost dropped the glass as his head whipped around to look at me, his eyes wide. As it is, he spilt a few fingers' worth on the carpet. I met his gaze and nodded.

    "You don't have to decide right away," Jason said as Finn looked back at him. "Go back down for another load. If you want a blowjob, tell Fatso and the other guy to lock up the van and get their asses up here. I'll handle them. If you don't, well, that's cool, too. The money's still yours either way. That's for doing your job well. Don't let Fatso get his hands on it."

    "You mean today? Right now?"

    "Right now," Jason repeated.

    "Chuck would never let me do something like that."

    "Chuck will do whatever I tell him to do."

    Finn swallowed hard, his eyes still wide. The ginger ale sloshed around in the glass as his hand shook. "What would I tell them?"

    "Nothing," Jason said. "If you want a blowjob, just tell them I want to see them. I'll handle it. Now, drink up."

    Finn took a nervous drink, his eyes flitting from Jason's to mine and back again. He looked around and set the half-full glass on the pile of boxes. "I'd better get back. They'll be mad." He left the room, pulling the cart behind him. We followed him.

    "Shawn," Jason said when we got to the entryway. "Would you go with him, please? Wait downstairs at the elevator."

    Shawn followed him without a word.

    "You think he'll bring them back with him?" I asked.

    Jason grinned at me and winked. "Oh, yeah. He'll bring them back. Pucker up those lips, Scotty. They're going to be busy soon."

    He kissed me then and I could feel his cock growing in his jeans. He was still kissing me when the door opened and Shawn stepped inside, followed by Finn wheeling another cartload of boxes and Fatso and the other guy with nothing in their hands except air. Shawn closed the door and Jason kept kissing me, his cock grinding against my own crotch. He still held me against him, but not hard enough to cause any pain in my ribs.

    Finally he broke the kiss and stepped back. I glanced down. His hardon was clearly visible beneath the denim. He didn't try to hide it. He turned to face the four men. He looked at Finn and jerked his head in the direction of the bedroom. Finn wheeled the cart past us and down the hall, his eyes glancing at Jason's crotch as he passed. It was pretty hard to miss, really.

    Jason looked at Fatso. "I need Finn here for a bit. Just bring the stuff up here and pile it in the livingroom."

    "I don't do that," Fatso said gruffly.

    "It's what I'm paying you for," Jason told him.

    "You're paying me to drive."

    "I'm paying you to move Scott's stuff up here!" Jason's sudden, harsh voice caused Fatso to lean back and open his eyes. "What's your supervisor's name? I'm sure he'd love to know how well Finn's doing your job for us!"

    The other guy's hand grabbed Fatso's arm. "Come on, Chuck," he said. "I'll do it. I can't afford to lose this job."

    Finn returned with his empty cart. Jason picked it up with one hand and held it out to the other guy. His biceps bulged with the effort, but there was no strain on his handsome face. The other guy grabbed it in his hands and Jason let go. The cart dropped noisily to the floor.

    "Stay with them, Shawn," Jason said. "Make sure they don't drop anything. Pile the stuff in the livingroom. When they're done, give them something to drink if they want. They can wait up here until we're finished, but keep them at the table. I don't want their sorry asses sitting on my furniture."

    "Yes, Sir," Shawn said. He opened the door and led Fatso and the other guy out.

    Turning to Finn, Jason smiled and winked. "You made the right choice. Just wait until you feel what that mouth can do. By the way, I hope you don't mind an audience. I want to watch."

    Finn glanced quickly at me and back again. "I thought Scott was your boyfriend."

    "He is," Jason replied, "but he loves giving blowjobs to good-looking guys like you and I like to jerk off while he does it."

    Shock came over Finn's handsome face. "You're going to. . . do that? With both of us here?"

    "Sure," Jason replied. "I don't smoke. What else am I supposed to do?"

    Finn looked away, his face reflecting the thoughts going through is mind. He swallowed hard. "Gee," he said. "I don't know if I can do that."

    Jason's hand reached forward, cupping Finn's crotch in the palm. "You're hard. I don't think it would object too much." Finn's eyes locked themselves on Jason's eyes. "He's good, Finn." he pulled his hand away. "Give him a sample, Scott," he said.

    I stepped in front of Finn, dropping carefully to my knees right there in the entryway. My fingers opened his uniform belt, then the clasp, before pulling the zipper down. I spread the flaps aside, reached into Finn's extended underwear, and wrapped my fingers around his cock. It was a nice size, to be sure, and it jumped at my touch.

    I pulled it out. Finn wasn't very thick, but it was nicely shaped and he was uncut. It had been a long time since I'd tasted foreskin. My hand pushed it back gently and my mouth fell onto him. I pressed forward until my nose pushed against the curly hair at the base of his cock. Finn gasped and shoved his hips toward my face. His hands found the back of my head.

    "Holy, fuck!" he groaned.

    I was comfortable on my knees. There was no strain on my ribs and I could give Finn's cock the attention it deserved. It was funky and damp from all the work he'd been doing, but it wasn't objectionable, and his cock had that ‘uncut' flavour. My head began to bob.

    Beside me, I could hear a zipper being undone. I knew it was Jason. A few moments later, he stepped into my view, standing close to Finn. I looked to the left and saw Jason with his jeans open and pushed down off his hips. His underwear was tucked under his balls and his cock was granite-hard and being stroked with his massive hand. I looked up then. Jason's other arm was wrapped around Finn's shoulder. Finn had his head tilted back slightly, his mouth hanging open.

    "Jesus, fuck!" Finn said.

    My eyes returned to Jason's crotch and I watched him jerking off as I sucked. His enthusiasm inspired me to suck harder. It was a loud, sloppy blowjob. Finn's cock was perfect for making suction sounds. One of my hands moved around him, latching onto his ass and holding on. The other grabbed Finn's balls.

    I pulled my head back, the foreskin covering Finn's cockhead again. My tongue dug beneath it, teasing his cockhead and tickling his skin at the same time. Finn's hips began quivering. His cock vibrated against my tongue in short, rapid motions. I'd never had anyone do that before.

    "Fuckin' Christ, that's good!" Finn was definitely enjoying it.

    I heard the door open behind me, then I heard, "Shit!" It was the other guy's voice.

    Finn didn't let go of my head. I don't think he knew anyone else was there. I just kept sucking.

    "What's your name, pal?" Jason's voice asked.

    "Um. . . T. . Tony," the other guy said.

    "Well, Tony," Jason added. "Finish unloading the truck and you can have a turn if you want."

    "Shit!" Tony said again.

    Jason moved us closer to the wall so Tony could pass and I had to turn slightly on my knees, but Finn's cock never left my lips. Tony wasn't a bad-looking guy, really. Not good looking, but not ugly, either. I could do him. He was almost too skinny for me, but I could do him. Just as long as Fatso didn't want a piece of me, too. He had the personality of a toadstool.

    I returned my attention to sucking Finn. It was pretty cool, sucking him off like that right there in the entryway, knowing Jason was jerking off and knowing Shawn was standing right behind me. I wanted to look at him, to see his reaction, but Finn wasn't about to let me do that.

    My head started bobbing on his cock again, slurping away. The sound echoed off the walls of the entryway. Tony pushed past us again and out the door for another load.

    I sucked Finn harder and faster, pausing from time to time to play with his foreskin again. I captured it between my lips and stretched it before taking Finn into my throat again. He was moaning now, and his whole body was spasming. His cockhead began to pulsate and I knew he was getting near the finish line. I put everything I had into sucking his cock. His moans turned to loud groans and I could see Jason's hand flying on his cock now. His own groans echoed Finn's.

    It wasn't planned to happen, but Shawn was standing behind me and Tony was standing beside me just as Finn pumped his jizz into me and Jason sprayed his own jizz all over me. Two voices groaned in harmony as a third voice repeated "shit!" over and over again. Finn kept cumming and Jason kept squirting on me, and I was loving it.

    Finn's cum tasted really sweet. I don't know what that boy ate, but it sure made him tasty. He stopped shooting far too soon for me and pulled out as soon as he did. I turned to my left, facing Tony's crotch. It was poking out at me. I undid his belt and pants, tugged them down, and sank my lips over him. He wasn't very long, but he was thick, and he didn't have the same funky smell that Finn had. Tony hadn't done enough work to get that far.

    I could hear Finn zipping himself back up, then I heard Jason say, "Shawn? Give Finn here my phone number and address, would you? Get his phone number while you're at it."

    I heard movement then as both Shawn and Finn moved about, but it didn't distract me from my task. I'd tell you all about Tony's blowjob, but I've told you almost everything that happened. By the time Shawn had Finn's phone number, Tony was unloading his balls. If Finn hadn't shot when he did, I'm sure Tony would be dumping in his Jockeys by then anyway. Tony barely lasted a whole minute.

    My ribs still weren't hurting much. As long as I didn't cum, I was fine. So, I pulled away from Tony, turned to Jason, and sucked his softening cock into my mouth. I thought Jason would object, but he didn't. His familiar cock sprang into action once more and his hands moved to the back of my head. I grabbed his hips and started them moving back and forth.

    Jason took up the rhythm and started fucking my face. His hands left my head and I heard cloth tearing. I looked up to watch Jason rip his T-shirt to shreds, tearing off pieces and dropping them to the floor. His cock bloated inside my mouth and I knew that he was loving this. I took my cue and shoved his jeans and underwear to the floor. Somehow, he managed to kick off his shoes and step out of his pants and kick them aside. He stood there dressed only in a pair of socks.

    Jason grabbed my head again and started slamming his balls against my chin. I hadn't noticed that Finn, Shawn, and Tony were still standing there watching us. My nuts churned and I was cumming in my pants. It felt wonderful, and even more wonderful when I realized my ribs barely hurt at all. I held my breath and let it happen as I hummed my orgasm into Jason's cock.

    Suddenly, Jason let go of my head, pulled his cock out of my mouth, grabbed it, and started shooting his jizz all over me again. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide. Jason sprayed as much of his cream into me as he could, but a lot of it splattered my face and hair and shirt. More of it splattered the walls and floor, I'm sure.

    When Jason was done shooting, I sucked him in again to clean off his cock. I loved him so much at that moment, and I had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time something like this happened, and I secretly hoped that Finn would make a return engagement. There was a lot more I wanted to do to that boy.

    As Finn, Tony, and Shawn continued the move, Jason took me into his bathroom and started filling the Jacuzzi. He stripped me, hugged me gently, and kissed me with more passion than he had ever kissed me before.

    "That was the hottest thing I've ever done," he said after a time. "Hot for you, too, I see."

    "It didn't hurt, Jason," I told him, smiling as I did so. "I came, but it didn't hurt. It just felt good. There was no pressure on my ribs."

    "So, Finn was a good idea?"

    "The best," I said.

    "I have to tell you, Scott. You're beautiful as you are, but, man, are you hot with a cock shoved down your throat!"

    "So, you wouldn't mind if we did this again sometime?"

    "Are you kidding? It was the best sex I've ever had with you." Then he winked. "I know a pizza delivery guy that you'd love to get your hands on."

    "Too bad I'm not hungry," I said. "Yet."

    Jason turned off the faucets, turned on the water jet pumps, and helped me into the tub. I settled back and luxuriated in the soothing heat and invigourating bubbles. "I'll be back when the move is finished. You don't mind if Shawn unpacks for you, do you?"

    "No," I said, "but he shouldn't have to do that."

    "Shawn's a good kid. He'll do it. He'll probably wash all your clothes again anyway."

    "Have you had him yet?"

    "No," Jason said. "Never thought about him that way. Why? Do you want him?"

    "He's pretty damned cute. I thought that's why you hired him."

    "I hired him because he's good," Jason said. Then he bent down and kissed me again. "I'll see what I can do."

    He stood up and left me alone with the Jacuzzi.

    To Be Continued

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    I feel sorry for Scott. I would like to *take care of him*

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    Judging my the load Scott blew when he was sucking off Jason, I highly doubt that he minds sucking guys off.
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    Re: Taking Care of Jason

    Before I continue with this story, do you have any thoughts on the direction it has taken?

    It's a direction I hadn't even considered, but it's one I would definitely pursue if you think it's the way to go.

    (Don't worry about Scott and Jason. They're not going anywhere.)

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    Neil
    I think it is a great story. Watching Brad (I love that name) is more of a love story and I think this one is more about sex but with a strong love component. It would be nice if Blondie showed up again for a raunchy good time. Maybe the doctor will tell Scott that his broken rib knit quicker than expected.

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    Ooooo ..... Sheep !!!
    I'd like to take care of both of them .......................

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    Where you lead... I will follow... Love the story.

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    I've been away for a few days, so I'm getting caught up. Thanks again SO much Neil, for both stories. I must admit that this one makes me squirm uncomfortably (I have issues with fidelity, having been cheated on in the past), but I can get my mind around the idea that they're doing what they're doing with open eyes, and still love each other. I think they're teaching me as much as they're learning from each other....

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    I'm loving the direction this story is going in. It's about time Scott started having things go his way. And I think Jason should be the guy to give him what he want's considering how much he's given Jason.

    I would like to see some more intimate moments though, just between Jason and Scott. I love the way you write about the shared feelings in intimate moments. Makes me melt.

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    Story is great as usual. Like JJF, maybe balance out the Jason-Scott and the other guys with equal time. Not that it isn't nice, it is. But we'd also like some 'alone' time with our stars, lol. Good going though.

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    Honestly, I don't like much the new direction the story has taken.

    When you re-read it from the start you realize that it has always been Jason's intention to be with Scott only. He clearly states that he had many chances with other boys but he was king of saving himself for Scott.

    Likewise, Scott has always be seen like "the slutty cocksucker fag". That was how it was when Jason and he met on that party for the first time, it was like that when the school bullies tried to abuse/rape him, and it was the front cover that Jason used to get to him.

    I think it is about time that Scott self image improves beyond the "hungry mouth" and if anyone could do it that would be Jason. It is about time that he knows that he can do better than that.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Apollux
    Honestly, I don't like much the new direction the story has taken.

    When you re-read it from the start you realize that it has always been Jason's intention to be with Scott only. He clearly states that he had many chances with other boys but he was king of saving himself for Scott.

    Likewise, Scott has always be seen like "the slutty cocksucker fag". That was how it was when Jason and he met on that party for the first time, it was like that when the school bullies tried to abuse/rape him, and it was the front cover that Jason used to get to him.

    I think it is about time that Scott self image improves beyond the "hungry mouth" and if anyone could do it that would be Jason. It is about time that he knows that he can do better than that.
    Scratches chin... Interesting point. Maybe the story should focus on just them, no other guys should be sticking their dicks in it.
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    I was a bit concerned about the direction as well, but I began thinking about the way Jason got excited watching Scott with Rob, especially when he spied on Scott and Rob during the 'break up'. Was Jason's wild sex with Scott just for show or was it from being so turned on when he had seen Scott and Rob together.

    After all, it was Jason who arranged the whole thing in the first place. Was he buttering up Scott or was he fulfilling some wild fantasy?

    It worked for me in the end. I don't see any infidelity in it. They weren't being unfaithful to each other. They were both consenting, and they both participated willingly in the threesome. I think it opened a door for them and makes for some pretty wild encounters for you guys to read.

    Don't worry. Jason and Scott will always be the stars, and they'll have their moments. I have no intention of splitting them up. But Scott is used to casual sex, and enjoys it. His only objection at the beginning of the story was Smelly Crotch alone. If Smelly hadn't smelt so bad, the story would have gone in a totally different direction. Meanwhile, Jason is discovering himself and exploring his fantasies. This is just one more of them. Not only does he love and trust Scott enough to allow him do continue doing it, he enjoys watching him do it.

    It works for me.

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    Yeah, I think it is okay. But are there going to be any other guys now? Sometimes too many characters can get overwhelming.

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    gsdx you have me hooked on your stories both this one and watching brad you are one hell of a writer. I just cannot wait to get to the end of them both you have me hook line and sinker. Once you have finished them both i will be printing them off to read in the future i like the adoption bit as there was a bit on the scottish news to night that the rc church was against gay couples in adpoting hope you keep writing good stories i cannot get enough of them.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lucusvirginia
    Neil,

    Even with Scott sucking so many guys is alright but taking all their loads however concerns me a bit becase I would really like to see Jason and Scott become more and stay healthy at the sametime. Only thing that could make it even better is if Jason were to take just as many loads as Scott does when he sucks off different guys.
    I explained this in a post in one of my other stories. I'll repeat the post here as it's still appropriate:

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    That's a good question, and certainly not an easy one to answer.

    I think people wish that STDs didn't exist and, in a piece of fiction, they don't if one so wishes. Most readers enjoy reading 'condomless' stories. Despite the real-life dangers, in my stories, they can do what they want because STDs don't exist.

    That being the case, why do they use condoms during anal sex? Simple answer: Hygiene.
    And thanks for your comments. Don't worry about Jason. He's still new to the game and not very good yet. But, he will learn. Trust me.

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    Neil, that is kind of wrong. Saying that you can take condoms and STDs out of the picture because it is a story is like saying that you can take condoms and STDs out of porn, because both are fictional and controlled enviroments.

    Yet, you know that condoms are pretty much mandatory on most gay porn productions. Certainly they could screen for STD every single porn actor that is to work on a video and film the entire thing without rubbers and keep themself within a reasonable safety margin, so why they don't do it?

    Simply because porn (and sexual charged stories) has the power to influence their audience's tastes and perceptions. As far as I know there isn't a single law that enforces the use of condoms in porn (just look at all those condom-less straight porn videos around) but the gay producers themself have decided to put out the good example and been responsible toward their audience.

    In that order of ideas a story writter is not that different from a porn video producer. They are both feeding fantacies into their audienceces minds, and thus should have a minimum of concern of the repercusions of those fantasies into the real life.

    Even if nobody could come after you and prosecute you based on "you induced me into unsafe sex practices", there are still the peace of mind and karma issues.
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    You are, of course, right. However, if you read any of the stories in Nifty, condoms rarely appear, and I'm sure it has a much wider audience than here at JUB.

    Fortunately (or unfortunately), I grew up during a time when condoms were not necessary. All my experience has been without them. I don't even know what they feel like, or the sensations one gets from them. I don't know how to write about them.

    I can imagine a lot, but I can't imagine condoms well enough to know how to use them in stories, either for the giver or the receiver. I can only put them on the characters and forget they are there.

    I've given 'safe sex' warnings in my other stories, or set them in times when condoms weren't necessary. Perhaps I should do that more often if I continue writing.

    Sorry, but it's the only way I know how to do it.

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    *Waits patiently for next chapter*
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    *Waits patiently for next chapter*
    Sorry. I'm still trying to decide whether or not to continue with this story. I fear I made a horrible mistake.

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    Sorry. I'm still trying to decide whether or not to continue with this story. I fear I made a horrible mistake.
    You know how to write. You can fix the mistake. Just don't leave us in suspenders.

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    As you can see, . . . this is my first post. PLEASE. . . continue this story! Mistakes will only make the story more real as you adjust. Your stories have uplifted me more than you will ever know! -G

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    It is not the direction the story has taken. It is the unprotected oral sex.

    I can't fix that.

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    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 !!
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    I've just this morning thought of a way to fix the problem, more or less. I'll get on it as soon as I can. It might be a boring chapter, though, just to warn you.

    Thanks for the info. I'll put it to good use.

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    Quote Originally Posted by gsdx
    I've just this morning thought of a way to fix the problem, more or less. I'll get on it as soon as I can. It might be a boring chapter, though, just to warn you.

    Thanks for the info. I'll put it to good use.
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    Please don't change a thing. I agree with Gayemtinpa. You know what your doing and that is just fine with me. This is your story and your writing it not anybody else. If some people don't like the way you write then they need to find other reading material.

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    TAKING CARE OF JASON
    Chapter 13

    Jason returned to the bathroom, his hardon leading the way, and slid easily into place behind me. I settled into his massive chest, the hair massaging my back. His powerful arms came around me, carefully avoiding my injured rib.

    "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" he said over my right shoulder.

    "Not for three minutes and fourteen seconds," I said.

    "Well, I love you. . ." (he kissed my right cheek) "I love you. . ." (he kissed it again) "I love you." After one final kiss, he said, "There. I'm all caught up."

    I could feel him settling back against the tile wall surrounding the tub. "Shawn's going to bring us coffee and some lunch, then he's going to start unpacking and washing your clothes for you."

    "I still feel guilty about him doing all this stuff for me."

    "That's what I pay him to do," Jason said. "It's his job."

    "Still. . ."

    "You'll get used to it, Scott," he said. "I did."

    Shawn arrived a few minutes later with a tray which fitted over the edge of the tub. Two hand towels and two mugs of coffee sat on it along with a plate of assorted sandwich triangles with all the crusts cut off. "Will there be anything else, Sir," Shawn asked.

    "We're fine, Shawn," Jason said. "I'll call you when we want more coffee."

    "Yes, Sir." And he left.

    I wiped my hands dry, picked up a sandwich, looked at it, and sniffed. Tuna. It was delicious.

    "So," Jason said as he munched on his own sandwich, "do you think you're going to like living here?"

    "I think so," I said.

    "You don't sound too sure."

    "Oh, I am," I said. "It's just. . ."

    "Just what?" Jason asked.

    I thought about my answer carefully. I didn't want to make Jason mad. "I liked the sex, and Finn was great. I'd do him again in a heartbeat, but. . ."

    Jason waited. "Okay," he said finally, "out with it, Scott."

    "I don't want to take anyone's load except yours anymore."

    "That's cool," Jason said. I could feel him shrug his shoulders behind me.

    "And I don't want anyone to take your load except me."

    "That's cool, too. I can live with that."

    "Are you sure?"

    "Sure I'm sure," he said. "Watching you suck is the fun part. It's the horny part. I can't see them cum in your mouth, so it's no big deal. If I can see them spray all over you, that part will be fun, too, and that will make me very, very horny. There's no telling what kind of load you'd get out of me then."

    "So, you're okay with it?"

    "Sure," he said. "Since that party the first time, I've loved watching you do other guys. Even Rob later on. But you do what you want to do. If you don't want to take their loads, then don't. By the way, Shawn said he'd think about it, but he's not making any promises. He's not gay."

    We sat there and the bubbling water eased away the pain in my ribs. This was going to be good therapy for me if nothing else.

    * * * * *

    Our pact didn't last very long. After two hours of sitting in the tub with Jason's rod shoved up my back, I had to take care of him. It might have been okay for him to wait for me when he was in prison, but now that we were together and naked all the time, I could see his balls getting bluer and bluer by the second. I couldn't expect him to wait until I could cum without agonizing pain.

    So, I sucked him off.

    He lay back on the bed, his hands cupped behind his head on the pillow. I lay beside him. Shawn came and went, putting clothes away for me. He was doing his job and I was doing mine.

    This blowjob was long and slow, and I lost myself in it. Finn had been fantastic, but Jason was better. I was in lust with Finn, but I was in love with Jason. That made the difference. I'd tasted Finn, and that was enough. I'd never taste him again. I hoped he would phone to come back for another blowjob, and I would gladly give it to him, but I'd never taste his cream again. That was the way I wanted it to be.

    "You can stay and watch if you want, Shawn," Jason said, breaking into my thoughts. I looked down toward Jason's feet. Shawn was standing there, his hardon poking against his pants and a spot of wetness already forming there.

    "I have other duties to perform, Sir," Shawn said.

    "If you don't do something about that," Jason added, "you're going to hurt yourself. So, whip it out and whip it off if you want."

    "I do find this rather stimulating, Sir."

    "Come on, Shawn, lighten up, will ya? Stop being so formal. If you want to whack off, do it."

    Shawn's hand moved to his crotch as he leaned his ass against the dresser, whether or not he was aware of it. His fingernail scratched idly at the wet spot.

    "That's better," Jason said. "Now, take it out and start pumping."

    Much to my surprise, Shawn did just that. His hands moved to his belt first, undoing it, and then the clasp hidden beneath. Finally, he pulled down the zipper, hooked his thumbs in the waistband, and pushed his pants down over his ass to his thighs. His hardon poked out the clean, white underwear he had on.

    His hand slipped beneath the waistband and clasped his cock and he started stroking it slowly in the constricted space. I went back to sucking Jason's cock. It was thicker than a few moments earlier. Jason certainly enjoyed watching sex, no matter what form it took.

    It wasn't long before Shawn pushed his underwear beneath his balls, pulling his cock out into the open. I was suitably impressed. It was just as pretty as Shawn was. His hand wrapped around it and he started stroking furiously. Whatever he might have thought about his ‘station', however much he might have thought he should be performing his duties, it was all forgotten. His only intent at the moment was to make himself cum, and that's what he was doing.

    I didn't mind, of course. I liked watching guys jerk off. It was tough to find someone willing to do it, though. I've seen lots of porn, and I have piles of magazines to prove it, but of all the pictures and movies I've seen, the most exciting ones for me was watching one man make love to himself. There was something so private about it. So voyeuristic. So exhibitionistic.

    Shawn was a natural showman, whether he knew it or not. It did its job on me and my cocksucking efforts doubled themselves. Jason reacted accordingly. He knew Shawn was turning me on big time, and that was turning him on, too.

    "That's the way, Shawn," he said in a gruff, sexy voice. "Jerk that meat. Feels good, doesn't it?"

    "Yes," Shawn's whispering voice came to my ears.

    "How good, Shawn? How good does it feel?"

    "Really good."

    "Just really good?"

    "It feels fantastic."

    Shawn began stroking faster.

    "You're making me hot, man," Jason said. "You're going to make me cum soon."

    "Yes," Shawn said. "Oh, God, yes!"

    "You like watching Scott suck my cock?"

    "Oh, yes." Shawn stroked even faster and Jason's cock began to pulsate.

    "You want to watch Scott suck the jazz right out of my balls?"

    "Yes-s-s-s-s!"

    "You're going to make me cum, man. I can feel it. My balls are ready to blast."

    "Oh, God, yes-s-s-s-s!" Shawn's hand was becoming a blur.

    "You too, Shawnie? You getting close?"

    Shawn could only grunt his response now.

    "Jerk it, Shawnie," Jason said. "Jerk that cock and make it shoot for me." Jason's cock began to swell. He was moments away. "Make it cum, Shawn. Jerk it and make it cum!"

    "Oh, fuck!" Shawn said.

    "Shoot it, Shawn! You're making me cum, too! Here it is! It's cumming!" And he was. His hips heaved up and his cream shot into me. "Aw, fuck! Shawnie! You're making me cum, man!"

    Shawn came, too. Semen shot out all over his shirt, his pants and the carpet. Every shot was accompanied by a loud grunt of ecstasy. "Holy, fuck!" he said.

    "Suck it, Scott!" Jason shouted. "Suck me, Baby!"

    I did, and he filled me over and over with his delicious, scalding, ball juice.

    All too soon it was over. Jason's cock softened in my mouth as Shawn squeezed the final drops of jism onto his pants. When he finally realized what had just happened, he looked down at himself and quickly tucked his equipment into his underwear and pulled up his pants again.

    "Permission to go home and change, Sir?" Shawn asked.

    "No," Jason said. "Stay like that, Shawn, and don't wipe it off. Let it be a reminder of your new duty around here."

    Shawn looked up as he pulled up his zipper.

    "From now on, Shawn, don't wait for an invitation. If you see something you like and you want to jerk off, do it."

    "Yes, Sir."

    "Just make sure you're somewhere where I can watch you."

    Shawn smiled meekly then. "Yes, Sir," he said. Then he left to continue his duties.

    "Holy, shit," Jason said. "Can you believe that? Shawn pardons himself when he says ‘darn' and he didn't even flinch just now when he said ‘fuck'. Man, that was hot watching him like that."

    "You're telling me," I said. "You almost drowned me with those first two shots."

    "Maybe I should make it an order instead of a duty. He's got a beautiful cock. Next time, I want to see him bare-assed."

    "You perv!" I said with a grin.

    He looked at me. "You tell me right now that don't want to see that ass of his."

    "I don't want to see that ass of his."

    "You're a fuckin' liar."

    I grinned at him again. "But a loveable one."

    "Now, that's the truth." He kissed me, long and hard. "How's the rib?" he asked when he pulled his head away again.

    "Fine," I told him. "Like I said, it only hurts when I breathe hard, like when I cum."

    "Yeah, I feel a bit guilty about that. Here I make a promise to you and I can't even make it through one day."

    "I already told you, Jason," I said. "I don't mind. My day will come eventually, and you'll be there for it. Until then, I'll take care of this thing for you." My hand wrapped itself around his soft meat.

    He kissed me again. "I knew I made the right choice when I picked you."

    * * * * *

    We were snuggling on the sofa, watching something-or-other on Jason's humongous television. I can't remember what it was, but I can remember feeling Jason lying behind me, his naked body pressed against my own as he held me in place. My head rested on his left biceps, just below his chin so he could watch TV over my head.

    Shawn was in and out, seeing to our needs and working on my laundry. Even the clothes that were clean were being washed. He was a good kid. I liked him. The cum had dried on his clothes, but it left noticeable stains. He didn't seem to mind after awhile and didn't try to disguise it anymore.

    I wish my ass was like his. It was amazing. I always wanted an ass like that. His pants pulled tight around it and showed it off beautifully. I particularly liked the way each cheek pushed up as he walked. There was so much ass there that his legs would push them up with each step. I tell you, if we were running a marathon together, I'd always be one place behind Shawn. I'd follow that ass anywhere. That boy could sit on my face anytime.

    Jason began to sing "Climb Every Mountain". It took me a bit to understand what he was doing until I realized I was lying there, staring at Shawn's ass. He was folding my laundry neatly and putting it on the settee, his back to us.

    "Fuck you," I said with a chuckle.

    "What?" Jason chuckled back. "You want I should tell him to wear baggier pants?"

    Shawn turned his head toward us. "Sir?" he said.

    "Nothing, Shawn. Scott, here, is just admiring your butt."

    Shawn looked at me and smiled politely. "Thank you, Sir," he said.

    "My pleasure," I told him. "And please, stop calling me ‘Sir'. My name's Scott."

    He stood up straight and turned sideways to us. "I couldn't do that, Sir."

    "Like hell you can't, Shawnie. No more ‘Sir, for either of us."

    "I must maintain my position, Sir."

    "Shawn," Jason said. "We just finished watching you jerk off. Your cum is all over your clothes. Is that maintaining your position?"

    Shawn looked down at himself, then back at us. "No, Sir."

    "But that's the position we like to see. We're more than employer/employee. We're friends. No more ‘Sir', okay?"

    He smiled finally and nodded. "Okay, Jason, but only when we are alone. When you have visitors, I won't call either of you by your first name."

    I could feel Jason nodding behind me. "Okay. I can live with that. Now, get back to work. And fold as slowly as you can."

    * * * * *

    Shawn outdid himself with dinner. I ate things I'd never heard of before, and every single bite was delicious. Jason and I were still naked. That seemed to be the way it was going to be around here.

    That night, after Shawn had finished work and gone home, Jason and I spent another few hours in the Jacuzzi. I didn't suck him off again, but I fell asleep with his hard cock in my mouth. It was still there when I woke up in the morning, and it was still just as hard.

    To Be Continued

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    Geez! First it Kleenex, then it's a towel!

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    Geez! First it Kleenex, then it's a towel!

    If you're not leaking out of one end, you're leaking at the other!

    The kleenex was for Watching Brad, although I can see where a towel would come in handy there too. We will see when he visits Uncle Sheep.
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    TAKING CARE OF JASON
    Chapter 14

    I woke up with a cock in my mouth and I started sucking it. What the hell. Jason's cock was hard and I already had my lips wrapped around it, so what else is a boy supposed to do?

    Jason didn't complain much when he woke up. He just grabbed my head and started humping his hips into my face. It didn't take long for him to shoot. I don't know how long he'd been hard, but I'm pretty sure his cock never left my mouth all night long. He was primed and ready, and he was blowing his wad within five minutes.

    Shawn cooked an excellent breakfast for us, then I grabbed a quick shower before Jason drove me to classes. I think he did it just to make it known that I belonged to him. He even walked me to my class and told me he'd be waiting for me in the afternoon.

    Word spread quickly and, by noon, people were talking and the bullies were cautiously stepping aside to let me pass. It felt pretty damned good.

    Rob found me as I sat outside during one of my dead hours. "Hey, Scott," he said with a smile. "I've been looking for you and I heard you're back on campus."

    "Yeah," I said as he took a seat beside me. "What's up?"

    "I was going to ask you the same thing," he said with a grin. "How's things with you and Jason?"

    I just smiled and winked.

    "Son of a bitch," he said. "So, tell me. How much money has he got?"

    "I don't know," I said.

    "Come on, Scott. We're buddies. You can tell me."

    "I don't know, Rob. Really I don't."

    "He won't tell you?"

    "Jason doesn't know, either."

    "Fuck off, Scott. People with money know how much of it they have."

    "Not Jason."

    :Fuck me," he said.

    "Talk to Tom," I said. "I'm sure he'd be happy to oblige."

    "And he obliges me every chance he gets." Mr. Shy Guy was quickly melting away.

    "Going pretty good then?"

    "You don't know, Scott," he said, suddenly serious. "I can't believe how lucky I am. Not that I'm as lucky as you, getting your hands on Jason and all, but Tom is incredible. If it hadn't been for you, I would still be nowhere."

    "Glad I could help."

    "Shit, man, I still can't believe it! You and Jason!"

    I hung my head down and grinned. "Yeah, well."

    "Every girl on campus is drooling over the guy and you end up baggin' him. Hell, even Tom has the hots for him."

    I looked up. "Tom?"

    "Oh, yeah. Big time."

    "Then what in hell's he doing with you?" I joked.

    "He thinks I'm cute."

    "You are," I said seriously. "And pretty damned sexy, too."

    Rob looked away and smiled, but he blushed, too. "Thanks." He looked down at his hand, then, with his head still tilted, he turned his eyes to meet mine. "So are you, Scott. I love your eyes."

    "Yeah, well Jason loves them more," I warned him with a smile and a wink. "Better watch your ass."

    "Don't I wish."

    "So, when are you and Tom coming over for a visit?"

    "I don't know," Rob said. "He works weekends and three nights a week."

    "Just let me know when," I told him. "I'm sure Jason won't mind. He likes both of you."

    * * * * *

    I'm surprised I didn't turn into a prune after all that time I spent in the Jacuzzi, but it worked miracles on my ribs. I didn't have another orgasm for three weeks after that time with Finn in the foyer. He called, you know. Asking if he could come over for a repeat. Jason gave him a rain cheque and explained about my rib and everything. Finn was very understanding and even apologized to me. He hadn't realized it was so bad when he'd been over that day.

    Jason discovered I could cum again. We were sitting in the Jacuzzi one night. He was playing with my dick. Not really jerking me off or anything, just playing with it to let me know he still cared about me. He'd done that lots of times. But, that night, he started to lick my ear. You know, the lobe. Some guys hate that, but not me. It drives me crazy. It gets me into some pretty heavy-duty breathing. I guess that was Jason's first clue.

    He sucked it into his mouth and that did it. My cock reared up in his hand and I pushed myself back into him, my ass rising off the bottom of the tub and my cock sticking out of the water. His hand was still wrapped around it, and he wasn't playing with it anymore. He was jerking me off, and hard!

    His left arm held me around my chest and my scream came out of my throat at the exact same instant as the first blast of cum shot out. Oh, it was a mess. Three weeks of jizz stored up and just waiting. It was on me. On Jason. On the walls. In the water. Everywhere.

    Jason came against my back at almost the same time. I wasn't anywhere near his cock, but I could feel it shooting straight up and hitting me. He was still cumming when I fell back against him again.

    * * * * *

    Jason carried me to our bed, kissing me all the way. I loved it when he carried me. He was so strong it took my breath away. I loved the feeling of his chest when he held me close to it like that and I could smell his Jason smells all close and personal. He was so strong, but he was as gentle as a lamb. At least with me. Those hands that could bend steel could also make such wonderful feelings on me.

    And he was a damned good kisser. He could suck the air right out of my lungs. Even his kisses could make me cum.

    Jason was all man, and he was all mine.

    He sat on the bed, still holding me in his arms, still kissing me. I don't remember how we got into our final position, but I suddenly found myself lying on Jason and he was still kissing me. He was on his back and his arms were around me. He pulled me closer to him and when I didn't scream in pain, he held me closer still. The pain was still there, but it was just a dull ache now. I could handle it.

    Our cocks were still hard and trapped between us, lying side-by-side and loving each other without our help. My balls lay on his and they, too, were kissing each other. I don't know how long we lay like that, but Jason didn't let me go until we had explored every millimetre of each other's face - his so rugged and powerful and strong - mine so soft and gentle and smooth.

    I could feel his stubble tickling me and it only made me feel more fantastic. His sweet, warm breath blew over me. His chest heaved under me as he gasped for breath. His nipples poked into me and his fingers dug into me.

    As much as I enjoyed kissing Jason. My cock was screaming at me. It wanted to cum again. My lips reluctantly released Jason's and I went after his ear as he had done mine earlier in the tub. Like the good little boy that he is, Jason obligingly turned his head and let me have at it. His crotch reared up against mine and his fingers dug harder into my back.

    "Holy, fuck!" he whispered in my ear. "Oh, yeah!"

    As I sucked on his earlobe, Jason began humping his hips. Our cocks slid between our bodies and my own hips began to hump in tandem with his. Before long, we were humping ourselves to orgasm again.

    Jason started cumming first, his screams of ecstasy filling my ear. I felt his first blast of cum between us and I started cumming as well. We sucked and we groaned and we fucked our bellies and we came. And when it was all over, we fell asleep just as we were.

    * * * * *

    When we woke up in the morning, I didn't know Jason and I would be spending most of the day in bed. We were hard again when we came awake, lying on our sides now instead of me lying on top of him, but he still held onto me.

    Jason started sucking my cock first and I moved around until I could suck his cock as well. The taste and smell of last night's sex was still on him, but that only heightened our mood and excitement. I sucked his delicious cock into my throat and held it there for awhile, just enjoying it. Jason still couldn't deep throat me, but he was doing a better job of sucking.

    My head started to bob up and down on his cock while my tongue danced a tango on his flesh. We didn't even know Shawn was there until his cum started splashing against us. I don't think Jason knew even then. He was facing the other direction.

    I looked up and there was Shawn, his pants around his knees and his fist flying on his cock. He didn't make a sound. He just came. His jizz landed all over us and the bed. Like I said before, I love watching a guy jerk off, and I had a ringside seat at the Shawn Show. Shawn was good at it, and he had a cock worthy of jerking off. It was worthy of watching.

    I kept sucking as I watched it all happen and then my own orgasm hit. I took Jason by surprise because he was suddenly choking on my cum and pulling away from my cock. That didn't stop me, though, and it didn't stop him. His cockhead expanded dangerously and the first torpedo wave almost blew out my tonsils. I held onto Jason's ass and let him blow. His mouth found my cock again and I dumped the rest of my jizz into it as he dumped the rest of his into mine.

    As Jason pulled away from my spent cock and I released his, he sat up and noticed Shawn for the first time. Shawn was still doing up his zipper and belt.

    "Oh, hi, Shawnie," Jason said with a smirk. "Have fun?"

    "Indeed I did, Jason," Shawn said. "Thank you."

    Jason noticed the cum on his hip for the first time and reached down to rub his fingers in it. "Is this yours?"

    "Yes, Sir," Shawn said. "I hope you don't mind."

    "Cool," was all Jason said. "Mighty fuckin' cool."

    "Will you be having breakfast in bed this morning?"

    "Sure, why not?" Jason said. "And lunch and probably dinner as well."

    "I've got classes," I said.

    "Not today you don't, Babe. Today you're going to teach me how to suck cock the way you do." He looked up at Shawn. "Feel free to join us anytime, Shawnie. We're going to be here all day for your viewing pleasure."

    "Indeed," Shawn said. "The pleasure is all mine. I'll begin the shower for you."

    The shower was running at the perfect temperature when we stepped into it. Shawn was still in the bathroom, draining and cleaning the Jacuzzi. We were too busy to do it ourselves last night. When we arrived, he was cleaning the remnants of my cum off the tile walls.

    I washed Jason and Jason washed me. We each had our own lather-upper thingies. You know, those lacy things that lather up a storm when you squirt liquid body soap into them and rub them. Mind you, it took me twice as long to wash Jason. There was twice as much of him to wash.

    By the time we got back to the bed for our breakfast, the bedding had been changed and scented candles were burning around the room. The curtains were drawn tight, shutting out the world, and gentle, easy music was playing softly in the background. Shawn had made it extremely romantic for us.

    We were lying on the bed, propped up against the headboard, when Shawn arrived with our breakfast. He set the bed tray over Jason and lifted the silver warming lid. The eggs and bacon and ham were all on one plate, but there were two knives and two forks beside it. There was a stack of toast, all buttered, and a small tray with various jams and jellies and marmalades on it. I reached for my steaming mug of coffee first while Jason grabbed up a slice of bacon and popped the whole thing in his mouth.

    We didn't talk much as we ate. Both of us were ravenous and we inhaled everything. Shawn arrived with a pot of coffee and a sugar bowl and creamer and topped up our mugs.

    "Keep that stuff coming, Shawn," Jason said. "We've got a busy day ahead of us and I don't want Scott falling asleep on me. Or, in me."

    "Would you like me to prepare more breakfast for you?"

    "Nah, this is enough," Jason said as he looked down at the quickly-disappearing food. "But could you make pancakes for lunch? I've got a hankering for your home-made pancakes."

    "Of course," Shawn said. His smile was pleasant.

    "Wait until you taste these, Scott. If they don't make you want to kiss Shawnie, here, I'll be surprised."

    "Can't wait," I said.

    "I'll be back to retrieve the tray in a few minutes," Shawn said, and he left.

    "Why do you call him ‘Shawnie'? Isn't that a little childish?"

    "Not for Shawn," Jason explained. "He likes it. But I'm the only one who can get away with it. I advise you to stick with ‘Shawn'."

    We munched a bit more, then I said, "You know, I really should go to classes today."

    "You can catch up tomorrow. Today, I'm not letting you out of my sight. You're all mine, at least for one day." He kissed me. "Besides, I want you to teach me how to deep throat you."

    "That's not something I can teach anyone. It's something you have to learn how to do on your own."

    "Then I'll practice on you all day." He kissed me again. "I'm not going to be happy until I can do it, Scott." And then he kissed me really hard and long.

    * * * * *

    Jason didn't manage to deep throat me that day, but it certainly wasn't for the lack of trying. He had his lips wrapped around my dick for hours and sucked four more loads of jizz out of my nuts before I had to stop him.

    I got four more loads out of Jason, too. Two of them up the ass. Man, can that boy fuck when Shawn is standing in front of him whacking his meat!

    Speaking of Shawn, he doesn't get paid enough for what he does for us. At least as far as I'm concerned. The bedding was changed no less than three times that day, and his meals are to die for. I was really getting to like him. He was a good-looking young man and sexy as hell. I'm a cock man. Not really an ass man. But Shawn's ass left me weak. It was perfect. It would have been more perfect if he didn't wear those fuckin' black pants!

    "Jason, whose idea was it for Shawn to wear clothes like that?"

    "His."

    "But a bow tie and black pants? Come on. It's a new millennium."

    "You just want to see his ass." Jason's smile and wink didn't phase me one little bit.

    "You're damned right," I said. "It's worth looking at!"

    "Shawn!!" Jason yelled.

    Moments later, Shawn appeared through the doorway.

    "New rule, Shawn," Jason said. "From now on, none of this formal crap. No ties. No fancy white shirts. No starched black pants. No belts. No uncomfortable shoes. Tomorrow, it's sneakers and jeans."

    "That wouldn't be very proper, Sir. . . I mean, Jason."

    "Fuck proper, Shawn. You can do laundry and cook in jeans, can't you?"

    "Yes."

    "Then that's the way you do it from now on. Think casual, Shawnie. Think sexy. Cut-offs, shorts, T-shirts. Whatever."

    "I still don't think it's proper, Jason."

    "It's proper enough for my Scotty," Jason said. "He wants to see your ass in jeans. Besides, it might help you get over that ‘Sir' crap."

    Shawn gave us his best formal and regal bow and said, "Thank you, Sirs." Then, with a wink and a smile, he left the room to begin cooking our supper.

    "I might not make it to class again tomorrow, you know," I told Jason.

    "If Shawn makes you horny, see if I care." We hugged and kissed until Shawn brought our dinner in for us.

    * * * * *

    I didn't make it to class the next morning.

    To Be Continued

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    Great stuff Neil !!
    I agree with the other guys ... it's your story, not someone elses. If they don't like it they can write their own. I am enjoying every sentence, & I have got the common sense to realise that if the story doesn't need the graphic detail of putting on condoms then it does not have to be included. Surely we are all adult enough to see this ?!!! With my own sexual escapades (!!!) I also have the common sense to think of protection whether or not it is in a story.
    Your stories are great, please keep writing.
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    This is getting better, like a fine wine. When will Shawn dispense with clothes altogether???

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    I think Shawn would do nicely in my home. Some how I can visualize his sweet ass.

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    TAKING CARE OF JASON
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    Like I told you, I didn't make it to class the next day, either. I don't know if Shawn was bucking for another raise, but he sure as hell got another rise out of me. And Jason, too. I loved this guy's idea of casual.

    Where do I start? Well, the thing that surprised me most was that there was a whole lot more of Shawn under those baggy shirts Shawn had always worn than I had expected. He wore a dark blue T-shirt that hugged his torso like a cycling costume. He was thin, but there were pecs and 6- pack abs and biceps under that cotton which were breathtaking and cock-inflating. This boy worked out, and he looked good!

    The jeans were just as tight, and just as revealing. He was going commando all the way. There wasn't a lot up front, but the bumps were all in the right places and mouth-wateringly sexy. No mistaking it. He dressed to the right. But it was that ass of his that made me melt. Man, what an ass on that boy! It was all I could do not to jump out of bed and bury my face into that denim.

    "Grab a towel, would you Shawn?" Jason joked. "Scotty's drooling here."

    Shawn smiled at us. "I trust I meet with your approval?"

    "Oh, yeah," Jason replied.

    I couldn't talk. I was still drooling.

    "Shall I prepare breakfast for you now," Shawn asked, "or should I wait awhile until you stop groaning?"

    "You can hear us from the kitchen?" I asked.

    "I can hear you from the elevator," he winked.

    "Shit," I said.

    "By the way," Shawn continued. "Mr. Trent is looking decidedly jealous today. When he saw me in the hallway this morning, he growled at me."

    "If he causes you any shit," Jason said, " let me know. I'll take care of him."

    "I can handle Mr. Trent, Sir," Shawn said. "Besides. I'm not the person of whom he's jealous." He looked right at me.

    "Me?" I said stupidly.

    "I already told you, Scott," Jason said. "He's been after my ass since the day we met. He's not getting it, though. I can't stand the guy. He walks funny and he talks like he would be doing me a big favour if I gave him a chance."

    Jason gave me a kiss then. "Don't worry," he said. "He'll never get that chance."

    "Too bad," I said. "He's kind of cute."

    "Trust us, Scott," Shawn said. "Stay away from him. He's bad news all around. Now, if you will excuse me, I'll begin your breakfast and bring it in when you're finished."

    "We'll call you," Jason said.

    "No need, Sir," Shawn winked. "I'll know."

    * * * * *

    Jason was gentle when he started fucking me that morning. It felt great to feel him inside me again. Like I said, he was gentle when he started, but he soon realized that I wasn't hurting anymore and he started to lay it into me big time. It was his first fuck in months, and mine, too, and we both put ourselves into it with a passion we hadn't felt in a long time.

    I was on my back. Jason was on his knees, holding my legs in the air and pounding his cock into me. His balls smacked my cheeks every time he shoved in. Jason loved to fuck. He liked sucking, but he loved fucking. I loved watching him. He would lose himself in it until there was nothing else except his cock and my ass. He was a man made to fuck. He was built for it and he had the power to do it well.

    I didn't mind hard fucks. I enjoyed them slow and easy, too, but there was nothing like a good, hard fuck to make my day. And I was getting a damned hard fuck that morning. The headboard was banging the wall with every stroke and I grunted every time it did. Jason grunted, too. It was like those martial arts guys yelling every time the smashed a brick or something. Grunting added power to Jason's thrusts. The harder he grunted, the better my ass felt when he rammed into me.

    I'd love to have been able to sit back and watch him fuck me. It was when he was pumping his jizz into the condom that I got the idea to ask Jason if he had a video camera.

    * * * * *

    We didn't have to call Shawn when we were done. He knew. Just like he said. He outdid himself with breakfast that morning. Maybe it was the fact that he'd cooked it all while he was dressed in those delicious jeans. Maybe it was the fact that his cock was solid and pointing up and right toward his hip when he brought in the tray and he didn't hide it. Whatever the reason, it was incredible and Jason and I ate everything he'd cooked for us.

    "When are you going to join us, Shawnie?" Jason asked when Shawn had returned to pick up the empty tray and refill our coffee mugs.

    "You know I'm not gay, Jason," Shawn replied.

    "You jerk off while you're watching us," Jason added. "I thought you might like to join us."

    "I enjoy watching people climbing Mount Everest and doing space walks outside the Shuttle, too," Shawn said, "but that doesn't mean I want to do it."

    "Point taken," Jason said. "But, if you ever change your mind. . ."

    "You'll be the first to know." Shawn smiled pleasantly.

    "It's not just me, you know. Scott, here, is dying for a chance at that ass of yours."

    Shawn looked suddenly fearful and serious. "I'm sorry, Scott," he said nervously, "but I'm afraid that is something that will never happen."

    "That's not what he has in mind, Shawnie," Jason said.

    Shawn looked from Jason to me and back again. "I don't understand."

    Jason's smirk and the sly look in his dark eyes said everything to me, but he used words to explain it to Shawn. "Let's just say that, if you served breakfast tomorrow and used your ass as Scott's plate, Scotty wouldn't need any silverware and you wouldn't have to wash the plate when he was finished."

    I swear, it was the funniest thing I'd ever seen. Shawn just stood there looking at me, the tray in his hands. He just looked, and then his eyes popped open wide and I could almost see the light bulb lighting up above his head. "Oh," he exclaimed. And then he repeated it. "Oh."

    But I saw his cock jump. The idea had potential and I had a chance.

    * * * * *

    I wanted to get up, grab a shower, and head off to class, but Jason's lips wrapped around my cock sort of changed my mind. He was getting good. He still couldn't deep throat me, but he was getting better at using his mouth and tongue, and those lungs of his could suck my balls right up through the piss tube.

    I still couldn't believe it as I looked down my body at him. His thick, dark eyebrows were pulled high up on his forehead and his eyes were looking at me. His mouth was on my cock and I watched as it moved up and down on me. This wasn't the face of a cocksucker. This wasn't the body of a man who liked to get fucked up the ass. There was too much man there to be queer. But he loved sucking cock and loved getting fucked, and he was in love with me.

    He interrupted my blowjob long enough to move up and kiss me. "Tell me I'm a good cocksucker," he said, smiling at me.

    "You're a great cocksucker," I told him.

    "I'm a piss-poor cocksucker. But thanks for the vote of confidence." He kissed me again and went after my cock once more. Minutes later, I was pumping my jizz down his throat and he sucked up every single drop.

    * * * * *

    Shawn prepared the Jacuzzi for us and Jason carried me in. Did I tell you I love it when Jason carries me? Tough! I'm telling you again. If I never took another step in my life, I'd be in Heaven if Jason carried me. His forehead wouldn't even wrinkle with effort when he picked me up. I made his muscles bulge, but that was it. I was a little boy in his arms. Not some grown man. He always got a hardon when he carried me, too. So did I, for that matter.

    He stepped carefully into the tub, still holding me in his arms, and somehow managed to sit down, maneuvering me around until I was settled between his legs, his cock stiff and hard against my back.

    Shawn brought us our coffees, then disappeared into our bedroom. I could hear sheets being pulled off our bed and clean ones being put back on while Jason held me and kissed my hair.

    "Quit school and stay here with me forever," he said as he hugged me even closer.

    "I'd love to, Jason, but I can't."

    "I know," he said. "I'm just dreaming out loud."

    I turned my head around so I could kiss him. He kissed me back.

    "I'm sorry I can't get Shawnie for you, Scott," he said afterwards. "I could order him to do it, but I like him too much. He's been a really good friend to me."

    "That's okay," I said. "Watching him jerk off is good enough for me."

    "You really like that? You really like watching Shawnie jerk off?"

    "I love watching any guy jerk off," I told him. "It's tough finding a guy willing to do it, though."

    Jason didn't say anything. He stood up behind me and sat on the edge of the tub, facing me. His rod stuck out straight and hard from the black, furry carpet. His fist wrapped around it and he started jerking it. Jason didn't need to jerk off. He could get laid anytime, anywhere. But he was jerking off for me.

    There's something about a man and his cock. You can tell a lot about a man by the way he jerks off, and Jason jerked off with all the power and strength he had in him. His other hand rubbed his chest and stomach. He may have hated all that hair, but he loved playing with it when he jerked. He loved playing with his nipples, too, and he tweaked them into solid nubs, squeezing them and twisting them between his thumb and fingers.

    Jason wasn't shy about jerking off in front of me, and he wasn't shy about jerking off in front of Shawn, either. Shawn came in with the coffee pot and stood there, watching him over Jason's shoulder. Without missing a beat on his cock, Jason swung his right leg over the side of the tub and planted his foot on the floor. He straddled the side of the Jacuzzi, stroking his meat as he stared right at Shawn's growing crotch.

    Shawn's left hand found his cock, squeezing it in his fingers as it inflated. He set the coffee pot on the back of the toilet and reached for the button and zipper of his jeans. He had to wiggle his hips to get the denim down over the mammoth cheeks of his ass, but his jeans ended up in a bundle on his thighs and his hand was working on his own cock in no time at all.

    This was a voyeur's dream come true. Two gorgeous, sexy men whacking themselves silly for me. If I hadn't been so enraptured with the sight, I would have made more of an effort to get a peek at Shawn's bare ass, but the two hard cocks and the two pounding hands in front of me had my full attention.

    My own hand was flying over my cock. I was turned sideways in the tub now, facing these two incredible men. They were both into it now, Jason's eyes locked on Shawn's cock and Shawn's eyes moving back and forth from Jason's face to my own. His fingers slid under his T-shirt as he rubbed his rippled stomach, and then his thumb hooked the bottom hem and pushed up on the shirt as his fingers found his rounded pecs.

    "Jesus Fuckin' Christ!" I said. "Holy fuck, Shawn!" I would never have guessed that body was hiding under that shirt. There wasn't a hair to be seen except for the ‘V' pointing up toward his belly button.

    Shawn must have been encouraged by my exclamations. His hand moved from pec to pec, rubbing and squishing and teasing it. His mouth hung open and small moans started to escape past his lips.

    "That's the way, Shawnie," Jason said. His gruff voice was full of unabashed excitement. "Fuck that hand with that cock of yours, Shawn. Oh, yeah, man, you're so fuckin' hot!"

    Shawn fought against his T-shirt. Finally, he released his cock long enough to push the Tee over his head, locking it behind his neck. His left hand dropped to his chest again and his right found his cock once more. For a short moment, though, I'd had a clear, unobstructed view of Shawn. He was a smaller, blonder, hairless version of Jason. He was solid and muscular, despite his size. It was about the same size as Jason's cock, but, on Shawn's smaller frame, it looked a whole lot bigger. He was definitely a hunk, if not a stud.

    "Stroke it, Shawnie," Jason said. His voice was getting louder and louder, as were his grunts and groans. "Jerk that cock for me! Make it cum for me!"

    Shawn's hand began to fly. His other hand was grasping at his chest.

    "That's the way, Shawnie! Make it shoot! Oh, man, jerk it for me, Baby!"

    "Oh, fuck!" Shawn said. His face was all scrunched up in concentration. He had one goal in mind. We all did.

    "That's it, Shawnie!" Jason continued. "Make it cum, man! Shoot that jazz all over me! You're making me cum, man!"

    Shawn's groans became louder. "Holy, fuck!" he shouted. "I'm cumming!" Shawn's semen shot out, splashing against Jason's hairy chest. Stream after stream of it.

    Jason started cumming moments after the first splatter of Shawn's cum hit him. I started cumming, too, shooting my cream into the Jacuzzi. Three men cumming. Triple the pleasure.

    Shawn was lost in the moment. He may have been straight, but he was having a gay old time. There was so much cum, too, and I was beginning to regret my decision to take only Jason's load. I would have given anything for a taste of Shawn right about then. But my eyes and my nose did the tasting for me.

    Shawn was a good cummer, especially for someone like me who loved to watch it. He enjoyed his orgasm and he didn't try to hide it from either of us. Even after he stopped shooting, as he was standing there, squeezing out the last drops of cum from his cock, Shawn was loving it. He was loving it so much that he didn't even go soft. He kept on stroking it lazy-like.

    Jason stood up, stepped out of the tub, and moved behind Shawn, wrapping his arms around him and grasping Shawn's chest in his hands. His face was near Shawn's right ear. "Do it again, Shawnie," he whispered. "Do it again for my Scotty."

    Shawn started stroking again and I sat back and watched. Jason clutched at his chest and Shawn leaned back into Jason, his head tilted back against Jason's upper chest. Jason stood a whole head taller than Shawn.

    Jason's hands moved to the T-shirt, grasping it and tugging at it. Shawn's arms lifted and Jason pulled the Tee up and off Shawn's arms before dropping it to the floor. Shawn, meanwhile was kicking off his sneakers. With his shoes and Tee gone, Shawn bent at the waist and pushed his jeans down his legs. No underwear. Commando Boy today. As he started stroking again, he toed off the left pant leg of his jeans, then the right. He started to kick them away, but they were still bunched around his foot and tangled up in his sock. He kicked harder, and then harder still. The jeans came loose finally, did an impressive triple gainer with a double twist, and hit the Jacuzzi with hardly a splash.

    Shawn didn't seem to care, and neither did I. He was two socks away from being naked and I never wanted to see him in clothes again. Like I said, he was a miniature version of Jason without the chest hair. He was as beautiful and perfect as Jason, and I still hadn't seen his ass yet.

    Jason's hands returned to Shawn's chest and began playing with it again. I moved onto my knees and leaned against the side of the tub until I was close enough to Shawn's crotch that I could smell it. There was a lot of the sex and manly smells that I loved so much.

    There were no preliminaries this time. No foreplay. No teasing. Nothing except the need to cum again, and that's what Shawn was doing. His left hand fell against Jason's hip, his right hand doing everything it could to make him shoot. He didn't last very long this time. He was primed and ready right from his last orgasm.

    Jason was coaxing him on, clutching at Shawn's chest and talking him into climax. My hand reached up to Shawn's balls. He didn't pull away. I cradled them and played with them. His jerking became suddenly more urgent. Moments later, his moans of release flew out of his mouth as his jism flew out of his cock and onto my face. I stayed there and let him cum on me. I only wished I could have kept my eyes open to see it.

    I stayed there until Shawn's orgasm was over. Instinctively, before I could even think about it, my tongue poked out and ran itself around my lips, capturing Shawn's cream and dragging it back into my mouth. I tasted him and I loved it and I didn't care. Old habits were hard to break.

    Poor Shawn. When he realized he'd actually stripped, when he saw that he had shot his ball juice all over me, when he noticed his jeans in the tub, he became hopelessly apologetic and self- conscious, covering his wilting cock with his hands.

    I just smiled at him, trying to make him feel better. "Relax, Shawn," I said. "I'll write you out a bonus cheque for that myself. You can't buy a show like that in any porn shop."

    Jason still had his arms wrapped around Shawn, holding him up. I think Shawn would have fallen down if Jason hadn't been there.

    "I shouldn't have allowed it to get out of hand like that," Shawn apologized again.

    Jason hugged him from behind. "Shawnie, relax. I may be your boss, but you're my friend, and I love you for what you did for my Scotty. You made his dreams come true."

    Shawn looked down at me again. I still had his cum on my face. I wanted to leave it there as long as possible. "Really?" he asked.

    "Yes, Shawn, you did," I told him. "And you can make another one come true if you take off those socks, too, and leave them off until you go home."

    "You really want to see me like this?"

    "Actually," Jason said as he finally released Shawn, "Scott just wants to see your ass."

    Shawn was still looking at me. I just nodded at him. "So, what Jason said about using it as a plate wasn't a joke?"

    I shook my head ‘no'. "If you ever need a place to sit. . ." I left the sentence open.

    Shawn's eyes opened wide.

    To Be Continued

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    Ooooooh Wicked !!!!
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    I kneel in submission before your greatness!
    Well, I always considered it sort of impressive, but certainly not great.

    Oh. You're talking about the story, aren't you?

    Never mind, then.

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    Man, this story is so hot, love it.

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    Quote Originally Posted by caddymac
    Man, this story is so hot, love it.
    Thanks. I just thought after all the fluff and mush in the other story, I should do something a little different with this one.

    Besides, you can use Kleenex for other things besides blowing your nose in them

    Glad you're enjoying it.

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    Quote Originally Posted by gsdx
    Thanks. I just thought after all the fluff and mush in the other story, I should do something a little different with this one.
    It's unbelievable, that this hot sexy story and all the touching romantic tales like Brad came from the same head.

    You're GENIUS.
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    TAKING CARE OF JASON
    Chapter 16

    Jason and I took a shower together, but not after I stood around, dripping all over the floor as I watched Shawn fish his jeans out of the Jacuzzi and wring them out. I tell you, his ass was everything I expected it to be, and more. It wasn't really a bubble butt. I mean, it wasn't wide. It was narrow, like his hips, but it was so round, and it flexed so nicely when he twisted his jeans in his hands. It was an ass worthy of Michelangelo.

    Seeing him naked like that, I had no doubt he could handle the guy down the hall. Those clothes had hid a whole lot of muscle. I felt so out-of-shape surrounded by these two hunks. I wasn't a wutz in the body department, mind you, but I certainly didn't have the tone these guys had.

    Shawn was a bit shy being naked like that, but I hoped he'd get over it soon enough, just like I had. He was sexy as hell to look at, and I looked at him without any guilt, because Jason was looking just as hard as I was.

    It was only after Shawn left the bathroom with his clothes that Jason managed to drag me into the shower. We were still mostly soft, but there was a definite stiffening going on.

    "Did you know Shawn was built like that?" I asked Jason.

    "Yeah," he said as he washed his chest with that frilly lather thingie. "We've worked out together at the gym before."

    "Why didn't you tell me?"

    "What?" Jason said, smiling. "And spoil the surprise? You should have seen your eyes. Actually, I'm surprised he took his clothes off like that. He's pretty shy, really, even around me in the gym. He must like you."

    "Well, I certainly like him. Man, he cranks me up."

    "Maybe I should hire a few guys just to sit around and jerk off for you all day."

    "You and Shawn will do fine," I told him with a wink.

    "Doesn't that get boring? I mean, sitting there watching some guy whack his meat. Wouldn't you rather be doing something else with it?"

    "Sure, but there's something about watching a guy jerk off that winds me up. You have to be into it to understand."

    "I'm surprised it's so hard to find guys to do it for you. It's no big deal."

    "Not to you, maybe," I said, "but it's something most guys like to do alone. Or, at least, without someone staring at them."

    "That happens in circle jerks all the time."

    "That's different, Jason," I said as I rubbed shampoo into my hair. "In a circle jerk, they're just jerking off together. They might look at each other, but no-one's really getting off on watching them do it because they all have the same goal in mind. It's a lot different when they're actually jerking off for someone."

    "Hm," Jason grunted. "Interesting. Any time you want me to jack off for you, let me know."

    "That would be all the time, Jason," I winked. "Any time you want to, feel free. That might be easier for both of us."

    "Are you falling in love with Shawn?"

    I laughed off the question. "Of course not."

    "You look at him like you are."

    "Jason, I'm not falling in love with Shawn. I'll be honest. I'm very much in lust with him, but I'm not in love with him. There's a big difference."

    "I know," Jason said. "He's not my type. He's too short and skinny for me. But I love him anyway - as a friend. And I love him for making you so happy."

    "Am I your type?"

    "Oh, Scotty," he said with a smile. "You are wa-a-a-ay beyond my type. I didn't know it until I met you, but you are every dream I've ever had. You're everything I've ever wanted in a man, with the bonus of those amazing eyes of yours. Those I could never have dreamt. You're the one I want in my bed at the end of the day. You're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with." He paused and rested his forearms on my shoulders. "That's why I don't worry about us with other guys. None of them could ever take your place."

    Jason hugged me in his massive arms. My hands dug into his back. "I love you, Scotty," Jason said softly. "It there's a forever, that's how long I'll love you."

    I buried my cheek into his chest and let him love me.

    * * * * *

    Shawn was cleaning the Jacuzzi when we got out of the shower. He had a towel wrapped around his waist. He stood up and stepped out of the tub to face us. A mop was propped against the wall nearby and the floor was dried and cleaned, and here we were, dripping all over it again. Jason handed me a towel and took one for himself and began drying himself.

    Let me tell you. I thought Shawn was hot in jeans, but wrapped in that towel he was something else. Even terrycloth loved that ass! I began to wonder if there was anything that guy could wear that could make him look any less sexy.

    "Sorry, Sir," Shawn said. "I'm not comfortable with all this casualness. There's too much of it all at once."

    "That's okay, Shawnie," Jason said with a smile. "Take your time. I'll even let you call me ‘Sir' if you don't wear that uniform again."

    Shawn had the cutest smile. "I prefer wearing jeans," he said, "but I'd like to keep the uniform here for when you have visitors. I still have to keep my station."

    Jason nodded. "I can understand that," he said. "Just take it slow and do as much as you feel comfortable doing."

    "Thank you, Sir," he said. "Would you mind if I continued masturbating occasionally while I watch you? I find it. . . um. . . quite stimulating."

    "As long as you don't mind if Scotty watches you," Jason replied. "He sucks real good when he can see you whacking off."

    "No, Sir. I don't mind. I more or less zone out during those times and I'm not even aware I'm doing it."

    Jason chuckled his deep laugh. "Feel free to zone out whenever you want, Shawnie."

    "Thank you, Sir."

    "Is there any coffee?"

    "Yes, Sir," Shawn said. "I'll bring it in to you."

    "Nah," Jason said. "We'll get it."

    * * * * *

    Jason was propped up on the sofa, his feet propped up on the coffee table. I was propped up on Jason, my head propped up on his shoulder. He was holding me, of course. And I was holding him. Well, at least part of him. I was bouncing his balls in my fingers. Hey, when I've got a naked man of Jason's calibre within my reach. . .

    He had a hardon, and so did I, but we weren't doing anything with them. Thought it would be a good idea to give them a bit of a rest. Some court judge was spewing Spanish on the big screen television. I don't speak Spanish. Thank God she translated for me. She talked too fast, but Jason seemed to enjoy watching her, so I did, too. Watch, that is. Not enjoy it.

    Shawn was bobbing around in the kitchen getting lunch ready for us. His clothes were washed and dried by now, and he was in them again, but he left his sneakers off. Still, I had over an hour to look at that bod wrapped in snowy-white terrycloth. He wasn't the least bit bothered that Jason and I were starkers. We hadn't had clothes on since I came home from classes Wednesday night, and now it was Friday. It was nice to be free like this.

    "How did you ever manage before Shawn showed up?" I asked him.

    "I didn't," Jason said with a heavy sigh. The sigh wasn't a result of my question. It was a result of my finger running up along the piss tube of his cock. "I don't know what I'll do if he quits on me."

    "No fear of that, Sir," Shawn said as he moved in front of us, a lunch tray in his hands. We sat up as he unloaded the tray onto the coffee table. "This is the best job I've ever had, and the Sir is the best boss."

    "Thanks, Shawnie," Jason said.

    "How long have you been here?" I asked as I grabbed up a small plate full of sandwiches.

    "Just over one year."

    "No offense," I said, "but I would never have thought a guy like you would do housekeeping and cooking and stuff."

    Shawn shrugged one shoulder. "My mother was an invalid for the last six years of her life. That's where this came from." He patted his six-pack belly. "I took care of her since I was fifteen. I did all the cooking and cleaning at home, so this was nothing new to me."

    "You said ‘took'?"

    Shawn nodded. "She died two months before I came to work here."

    "He still lives in the same apartment," Jason said. "I've tried to get him to move in here with me as a live-in, but he keeps putting me off."

    "Wait a minute!" I said suddenly. "Fifteen, six, one. . . you're twenty-two years old?"

    "Yes, Sir," Shawn said.

    "Shit," I said. "You certainly don't look it. I thought I was older than you!"

    "Thank you, Sir."

    I looked at Jason. "He's three years older than me and he's calling me ‘Sir'."

    "It's ‘older than I', Babe," Jason said with a smile. "And he's older than I am, too. Try to talk him into moving in, Scott. He sits at home alone at night sewing buttons on my shirts and scrubbing skid marks out of my underwear. He doesn't have a life. He hasn't had a life since he was fifteen. Convince him he can have one here."

    "I don't wish to intrude on your personal lives."

    "Damn it, Shawn, you're not intruding. You're part of it now for fuck's sake. Scott and I fuck each other and you jerk off and we fuck each other harder. Moving in here wouldn't be an intrusion. It would be a convenience." Jason looked at me. "Do you know what Shawnie does on his weekends? He goes to libraries and museums and art galleries and movies by himself." He looked back at Shawn. "Oh, you didn't think I knew, did you? Fuck, Shawnie, we're the only friends you have. We're the closest thing to family you've got."

    This blew me away. I was watching Shawn's face as Jason talked. I knew it was the truth.

    "Come on, Shawnie," Jason continued. "No-one should be alone. Except for Scotty, here, you're the best friend I've got." Jason stood up, took the tray out of Shawn's hands and set it on the coffee table, then took him in his arms and hugged him. "I love you, man. You've been like my little older brother this past year. Think about moving in, and think hard, okay? You don't have to be alone."

    I wasn't surprised to see Shawn return the hug. In all likelihood, Jason was Shawn's best friend, too. Maybe even his only one.

    When Shawn pushed himself away from Jason, he said, "I'll think about it, Jason. Thank you."

    * * * * *

    I guess I shouldn't have been surprised to find out that Jason had a supply of condoms and lube in every room in the house except the spare bedroom, and even then I wasn't sure about that. I'd never been in it.

    Anyway, there he was, kneeling on the carpet and lying belly-flat on the big, heavy coffee table and I was kneeling behind him ramming my cock up his ass while Shawn vacuumed the carpets around us. That's when the phone rang.

    Shawn answered it. He held the phone out to Jason. "It's Master Finn, Sir."

    I stopped fucking and started pulling out of Jason. "No, don't stop, Babe," Jason said over his shoulder. So, I started up again.

    "Hey, Finn," Jason said cheerfully. "What's up, buddy." A few grunts. "Nah, I'm fine," he said. "I've just got an ass full of Scott at the moment. So, when are you bringing that bod of yours over again? Scotty's up and fucking again. He can do you real good now." A few more grunts. "Sounds cool. Hang on, I'll ask him." Over his shoulder, he said, "Finn wants to know if you'd like to meet his brother."

    My hips answered the question for me. Jason let out a large grunt. "Holy, fuck, Scott!" Into the phone, he said, "That would be a very emphatic ‘yes', buddy. Bring him along. . . . Yeah, we'll be here. See you tomorrow. Bye for now." He dropped the phone and put his cheek back on the table. "Holy, shit, Scott! Whatever you do, don't stop thinking about Finn!"

    I didn't.

    * * * * *

    Shawn must have hung up the phone. It wasn't lying on the table when we finished.

    We grabbed another shower, then Jason tracked down Shawn in the kitchen. He was just beginning to prepare dinner.

    "Put that away, Shawnie," Jason said. "No cooking for you tonight. I'm taking everyone out for dinner, and then we're going to come back here and party. Movies and beer. What do you say?"

    "I don't think I should, Sir," Shawn said. "I get a little silly when I drink."

    "Silly is good once in awhile," Jason said. "Keeps you sane. Come on, what do you say? When was the last time you just had fun?"

    Shawn didn't answer.

    "I thought so," Jason continued. "Tonight, it's just you and me and Scotty. Three friends out having fun."

    Shawn looked at me. "I don't want to get in the way," he said.

    "Do we have to beat you up or something, Shawn?" I asked. "You're not in the way. Like Jason said, you're out friend. Start acting like one!"

    "You've been told, Shawnie," Jason said with a big smile. "Now, put that stuff away and get ready. We're leaving as soon as Scotty and I get dressed."

    * * * * *

    Shawn remained above his station until about half-way through dinner when he started to relax and become ‘one of they guys'. He stopped calling us ‘Sir' and started using our real names. By the time dessert was served, he needed an extension ladder to reach the basement of his station.

    Until that night, I'd never hear Shawn laugh, and it was just as cute as he was, and his sense of humour was as big as his ass. It wasn't the booze, either. It took him the entire meal to drink a single glass of beer. I think it was just the fact that he finally realized that he actually had friends who wanted to spend time with him.

    I knew things like that happened. Especially for teenagers who get tangled up in family health problems. From what Jason and Shawn had said, it sounded like Shawn's mother was the only member of his family. Where his father was, I don't know. But, taking care of an invalid mother would certainly prevent him from getting out and making friends. By the time he was free from her, he didn't know how to make friends. It wouldn't surprise me if he was still a virgin.

    Poor guy. I really felt sorry for him. I thought my own life had been crap. It was nothing compared to Shawn's life. I was determined to make sure Shawn wouldn't be alone anymore.

    Tonight, Shawn would learn that life could be fun.

    To Be Continued

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    Shawn is hot. The story is so HOT!!

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    Wow, keep it coming. This story is coming out AMAZINGLY.
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    Ooooooooooooooh Shawn, watch out for your butt ...... you might get to enjoy it !!!!

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    Shawn might not be able to hold Jason and Scott back. It would be very different with Shawn living there.

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    Gee! I just love this story. I just have to see if Shawn will get into this. Lord knows he definitly needs to let his hair down and have some fun.

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